tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70362003545520482572024-03-13T14:12:59.308-07:00Asian GayKuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.comBlogger150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-92111563787651084202007-08-16T05:14:00.000-07:002007-08-16T05:21:03.348-07:00For The Love of Indian Boys<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Quick Legs and I laugh at our new friend, Taller Shadow. He boasts of having 'done it!' With his face full of anger nd fists raised to us from our disbelief, the older boy steps behind the storage shed to relieve himself. Quick Legs starts pounding on the shed wall. I join him. We won't allow Taller Shadow to escape such a fantastic boast.</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><div align="justify"><br />My young friend ends his pounding to peek around the corner at the boy. I'm amazed at his boldness. I taunt Taller Shadow to return to us. I want him to tell us how he 'performed' with a girl to see if his boast is true.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs peeks some more and giggles. I wonder what the older boy is doing behind the shed? My young friend gasps. Taller Shadow steps out naked to us. His right hand clutches his front cloth while his other hand pulls over his growing erection. He grins at my young friend as if knowing of his naughty peeking.</div><div align="justify"><br />"What are you doing?" Quick Legs asks.</div><div align="justify"><br />I smile at my friend's innocent question. Taller Shadow remains silent though. The youth curiously turns to me but I'm too embarrassed to say anything. I thought that all boys knew how to get their aching poles to wet. It's very bold of Taller Shadow to be performing this in front of us. I've always handled myself alone in the woods. The boy's brazen display is exciting. We watch him excite himself further.</div><div align="justify"><br />I timidly look over Taller Shadow's straining body. His shoulders are broad; his arms strong and beautiful in motion. Strength also shows in his breast and poised legs. He has a few dark hairs sprouting from his armpits and a crop grows above his dick. The rounded sac of his balls is almost a handful. He's kept on his rear cloth over his butt. Taller Shadow is still considered a boy in our tribe's eyes yet his body is nearly a man's.</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow's fingers move quickly around his erection. He has a long, curved dick. The pink tip of it pops out ith each of his strokes. A wetness drips into his hand. He takes some up with his thumb and rubs it over the rest of his angry colored penis. He then begins a more violent act for us.<br />With fire in his eyes that seem to burn into me, Taller Shadow stabs through his clenched hand as if mounting a squaw. His butt humps in and out to the rhythm of a lustful drumbeat. Quick Legs glances at me with utter amazement filling his eyes. I know that the coming explosion will surprise my young friend even more.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Why don't you join me?" asks Taller Shadow between breaths. "You seem old enough to make yours come out, Bright Leaf. You can handle your friend's little pole to show him the pleasure us older boys enjoy."</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs giggles nervously. I shake my head back and forth in reply. It's not that I'm afraid of trying. I don't want anyone to catch me handling myself or touching my friend's nakedness. We're not as bold as Taller Shadow.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Let's go inside the storage shed," suggests the older boy. Seeing that I hesitate, Taller Shadow reminds us of our own naughty act. "I caught you being naked with your young friend in the outhouse." I lowermy head in embarrassment. His words bring me back to how this began.<br />Quick Legs and I had been exploring the far side of our reservation when we came upon an outhouse and a small storage shed. We were surprised by their discovery since there we no encampments nearby. Both were old structures. Their wooden walls were cracked and only an uncovered hole remained inside the outhouse. We made use of it.</div><div align="justify"><br />It was the first time that we'd seen each other urinating. Our two yellow streams crossed above the hole. My young friend bore an erection. My own pole grew long from staring at his excitement. After we finished pissing, we stood silently and glanced at each other. I felt that Quick Legs wanted to try something with me so I dropped my breechclout and turned to him. His eyes grew bright from looking over my body. His two deerskin cloths joined mine on the dirt floor.</div><div align="justify"><br />I hungrily reached for the youth's small body. He smiled at my interest. His balls were a small sackful below a stiff finger length pole. No groin hair. His butt was soft and exciting for me to touch. Timidly, the boy reached out for my body to pull on my groin hairs and to handle my long dick. He especially liked to rub over my butt. No words were spoken between us. This was a new experience for my young friend.</div><div align="justify"><br />The boy seemed amazed by my longer dick. He glanced down at his smaller erection in dismay. I broke the silence by assuring my young friend that his pole would grow to my size by next summer. My body had been small like his only a year ago.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs became shy. He turned away from me to look for his thong belt and two flaps. I trapped him in my arms. His warmth against me was very exciting and I was tempted to handle my dick. Yet I remained still. I didn't want our special moment together to end.</div><div align="justify"><br />That's when Taller Shadow burst into the outhouse. He witnessed our naked embrace and laughed at us. As Quick Legs and I rushed to don our breechclouts, the boy claimed to have done that with a girl. He further boasted that he had even spermed her. That had us laughing back at him.</div><div align="justify"><br />My foot gets stomped on by Taller Shadow. It takes me from my thoughts, especially when he embarrasses me by pointing to my front flap. My young friend also stares at the bulge pushing its way up my breechclout. My face begins to burn.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I see that you're wanting to do it," says Taller Shadow. "Come inside if you're afraid of being seen. The shed door can be latched shut on the inside."</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow stands beside the door. He holds it open and motions for us to go inside. I turn to my young friend and wordlessly gesture, 'do you want to go in and do things with this new boy?'</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs answers me by walking past the tall boy and into the storage shed. I shrug my shoulders and walk in. Taller Shadow grins as I pass him. He crowds in behind us. The door gets latched.</div><div align="justify"><br />There's a lot of rubbish inside here. A part of the shed's roof has fallen in against one side. That only leaves some standing space near the door. I wonder if it's such a good idea to stay inside. The rest of the roof may come down on our heads!</div><div align="justify"><br />Before I can decide whether or not to leave, a strong hand tugs on our thong belts to bare our bodies. We turn to an eager Taller Shadow. His dark eyes stare at my young friend's body and my own. He keeps on his rear flap for some reason. The front of him is still naked.</div><div align="justify"><br />Our bodies huddle close together because of the small space. Quick Legs looks to me for guidance. I turn to the older boy and wait for him to start the things he's promised.</div><div align="justify"><br />A strong hand starts feeling over my butt. Taller Shadow handles both of my cheeks with his fingers tracing down my crack. I gasp when he rubs over my hole. His other hand reaches for the front of me. I gasp when the boy pulls over my long dick. His strokes get my red tip to pop out. It's a very tickly sensation! Tremendous thrills build up in me.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Has anyone ever handled you this way?" asks Taller Shadow. (His gentle hands continue to caress Bright Leaf's front and rear nakedness. He wants to enflame the boy to accept a deeper involvement of sex with him.)</div><div align="justify"><br />I shake my head in reply. My young friend watches us with bright eyes. He giggles when I release a moan of pleasure from Taller Shadow's pullings around my dick. This boy will get me to explode soon.</div><div align="justify"><br />"All older boys have need to do it," explains Taller Shadow. "Even a man if he has no squaw to attend him."</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs shouts, "I once saw a brave doing it to himself!"</div><div align="justify"><br />"Which brave was it?" I ask in surprise. My young friend has never told me about this.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I don't know his name..." lies Quick Legs.</div><div align="justify"><br />"At least tell us what you saw!" I plead to my friend. We eagerly listen to the young boy's account.</div><div align="justify"><br />"It happened two moons ago. A hunting party returned late to the tribe. I followed one of the braves to ask how he fared but paused outside the tipi when I saw him strip upon entering. I heard a skin rubbing sound in the darkness.</div><div align="justify"><br />"The brave spied me at his doorway. He asked that I fetch some sticks to put on his fire pit. I knew that wasn't his reason for inviting me but I was drawn by his exciting manly display and did as he bade me.</div><div align="justify"><br />"After building up the fire in the center of his tipi, the brave asked me to close the door flap. I knew that something interesting was going to happen between us because of his need for privacy. I stood and watched the man handle his long dick in the building fire light. He gestured for me to drop my two flaps.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I was proud to show the man my erection in trade for seeing his long dick! The brave began singing a low chant of breathy words and moans. I danced around the fire to his lusty song. My pole swung against my belly with each of my 'hunting' steps. That made the man laugh.</div><div align="justify"><br />"The brave entered into a deep spell. It was a little frightening to hear his loud moans and to watch his hands around his thrusting spear and flexing butt. His eyes had such a wild look in them, like your eyes now, Bright Leaf!"</div><div align="justify"><br />My young friend pauses from his story to watch us. Taller Shadow pushes on my butt to get me to stab through his clenched fingers. My stomach feels tight. A thrilling wave builds up inside me. Yet my dick is getting chafed. I try ignoring the pain.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Hold your breath," instructs Taller Shadow. "That helps it to come out." (He spits to his fingers and resumes handling Bright Leaf's erection.)</div><div align="justify"><br />I close my eyes after doing what the boy asks. My dick no longer chafes. It slips easily through Taller Shadow's tight hand. The sweet thrills build up again. My lungs feel like they're going to burst though.</div><div align="justify"><br />I gasp in surprise when feeling a finger push on my butthole. It slips in. Trapped between Taller Shadow's wonderful hands, the sensations of pain mixed with sweet pleasure becomes too much for me.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs shouts with glea when squirts come from my dick. I cry out from the tremendous thrill of sperming. It makes me feel faint. A strong arm keeps me from falling while a hundred drums start beating inside my ears. I struggle to regain my breath.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I want your butt," whispers Taller Shadow. (He holds the fainting boy to him while bringing his finger up to his nose. Its musky butt odor excites the older boy. He lusts to stick more than a finger upBright Leaf's hole.)</div><div align="justify"><br />After a long moment to recover from my body's efforts, I open my eyes in the crowded storage shed. Quick Legs points to the dirt at my feet. A wet streak lies there. I'm embarrassed that I've been made to do that in front of these two boys.</div><div align="justify"><br />"That's what the brave pissed out," Quick Legs explains. "The brave was rocking on his knees, his butt flexing wildly while his dick thrusted into his hand. He released his hot breath on me in a moan after wetting several times to my feet. I saw that it wasn't urine. He explained that it was manly seed that he had wanted to put inside me."</div><div align="justify"><br />I shake my head at the young boy's story. Taller Shadow smiles knowingly. Does he understand what the brave had meant? I'm distracted from asking when my dick gets pulled on. The youth stares at the cum his hand has taken from me.</div><div align="justify"><br />(After studying the clear release in the youth's palm, Taller Shadow announces): "it isn't the sperm of a man, Bright Leaf. You could put this in a girl and not fear getting her with a child. I first mounted a young squaw a few winters ago. She liked how my release was clear as yours. When it turned thick, she wouldn't have anything to do with me! Only young girls could have me sperm them without fear."</div><div align="justify"><br />(Taller Shadow pauses to recall that one willing girl wasn't as young as he'd thought. They had embraced often to mate with each other in wild love. She became with child. It had been the reason for his arrival to this reservation, alone. Shaking his head from that memory, the older boy continues to brag.)</div><div align="justify"><br />"I only service young girls who are curious to feel my dick inside them. I've been at this reservation for only a moon yet one girl has already allowed me to mount her!"</div><div align="justify"><br />"Who is she?" I ask Taller Shadow in disbelief.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I don't know her name," lies Taller Shadow. "But if you come back tomorrow morning she'll meet me at the outhouse. We've been making love here nearly every day. I've been giving her much sperm."</div><div align="justify"><br />I nod my head at Taller Shadow's offer to spy on them. Quick Legs answers with a bright grin. We're both curious to see what he'll do with a girl in the outhouse.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I want to try mounting you now," asks Taller Shadow. "I brought you to it so I'm really needing to release my dick!"</div><div align="justify"><br />"Is that what the brave wanted to do with me?" asks Quick Legs in a whisper.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I believe so," Taller Shadow replies. "Your hole wasn't matched to that man's size. My dick is smaller than a brave's while your friend's butt entrance is bigger than yours. Our bodies should fit together."</div><div align="justify"><br />I shrug in reply to Quick Legs' curious glances. I too don't know what Taller Shadow means by his words. But I get a suspicion when the older boy drops to his knees and kisses my butt. He mouths over both my cheeks. It tickles me. He sticks his tongue through my crack while his hands open me there. I feel a wetness over my hole. The sensation makes me gasp in surprise from his very naughty act!</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs giggles. Too embarrassed to resist, I simply allow Taller Shadow to invade my innermost nakedness. The strange sensation of having my butthole licked makes me tense. His tongue penetrates me. The feeling is very sexual. It gets my pole to rise up against my belly.<br />Taller Shadow tongues my hole a few more times before standing behind me. He pants over my shoulder while his hands part my cheeks. I feel his dick slipping through the crack of my butt. The hard tip of it rubs over my hole. My eyes widen in disbelief. Is the boy going to try to rape me?!<br />I've heard the grim stories of lusty warriors who have mounted their fallen enemies. It's performed on injured or dying men who couldn't avoid the humility. Captured boys have also been known to be used like squaws. I'm curious to see how a male enters another but I don't want to endure the pain or any shame from it.</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow grips my waist. He pokes his dick against my hole and sticks in! I gasp in pain. His arms keep me to him in a tight hold while below, our sweaty bodies connect. I feel like a wounded animal the boy has speared.</div><div align="justify"><br />"It hurts!" I tell Taller Shadow. The boy tries to shoo me with calming words in my ear. Yet his body remains locked in mine. We stand motionless for many heartbeats. Quick Legs grins. He doesn't realizes what the older boy has done to me.</div><div align="justify"><br />I test my strength against Taller Shadow. He manages to keep his arms around me. My butthole is filled with his hard dick. I'm embarrassed by how I've been caught. He had seen my young friend and I being naked together so I must endure this painful act. I also don't want my young friend to get hurt.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Your butthole is tight around my dick," whispers Taller Shadow. "Don't fight it. The pain will subside when you relax your butt to my need! I'm going to enjoy mounting you, Bright Leaf. A boy is more exciting for me to seed than a girl."</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow begins a man's motion in my butt. The stabbing pain is hard to endure. I feel tears fall to my cheeks. I'm embarrassed to have my young friend witnessing my weakness. A darkness fills my eyes. It's like a heavy storm cloud filling my head with lightning flashes of pain. I try to keep from losing myself.</div><div align="justify"><br />(Silence fills the shed. Quick Legs realizes that his friend is being hurt. His small hands try prying the older boy's arms from around Bright Leaf's body. Yet Taller Shadow is too strong. Too determined to fuck his captured boy's ass until his seed flows.)</div><div align="justify"><br />I sob in defeat. I'm barely aware of what's going on. Pain fills my very being. My butthole isn't hurting as much as before. Even when the older boy thrusts into it like a mad man. My spirit is crying out. I feel that I'm losing myself to strange sensations and dark emotions. It'll end when he finishes it so I try to endure it as I must.</div><div align="justify"><br />A warmth embraces my chest. I open my eyes to find my young friend holding me. He buries his face in my arm. I'm comforted by his embrace and glad that he isn't staring at me. Taller shadow continues to stab into my tender butthole.</div><div align="justify"><br />Strange thrills start building in me. It centers deep in my butt and shoots through my dick. I notice that I'm erected against Quick Legs. His pole is soft. Lust enflames my next actions. My hands reach down for my friend's butt and feel over its softness. I hold him closer so that our dicks can rub. My loins are building towards another release.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs peers up at me. His eyes shine from our naked embrace. Between us, I feel his rising pole pressing against my erection. I'm able to ignore the pain of what the older boy is doing to my body because of my friend's warmth.</div><div align="justify"><br />I grip my dear friend and begin our loving. My hands lift him with each of my lusty thrusts. Our poles rub harshly together at that moment. When I release him, our groins separate. I glance down to see that his stiff pole is like a stick against his belly. My larger dick seems unmatched to have proper sex with his.</div><div align="justify"><br />Our bodies come together again. I see the sweet effort of it in my friend's bright eyes. He gives me a nice smile. Something touches me inside. A strange aching that wants me holding him in my arms forever. Is this what love feels like?</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs shows me such wonderful things on his face. I reveal to him what's in my heart. I'm filled with the joy and deep feelings of our friendship. I don't feel anything for Taller Shadow. He makes the motions of love with my body but nothing touches my heart from it.</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow becomes frantic. Moans come through his nose as he gives kiss after kiss to my neck. Below, I feel his groin hairs crunching against my cheeks. I match the beat of loving Quick Legs to the older boy's use of my butthole. Together our hips sway, our groins grind and breaths blow out as moans from thrusting warm bodies.</div><div align="justify"><br />The older boy ends his kisses to hold a breath. His thrusts become quick and deep. With a strong grip on my hips, Taller Shadow plunges into my ass to sperm me. His loud cry announces his lusty accomplishment. I feel the throbbing of his dick in me. His releases last for six heartbeats! Something deep in me also throbs. It gets my dick to shoot painfully to my friend's belly. My next squirts turn to tremendous pleasure. I release a loud moan while my spirit soars high to the clouds.<br />I open my eyes to Quick Legs' worried expression. I bring my hands up his heated back to give him a reassuring hug. Deep feelings swell in me. It's almost a pain in my heart to be holding my friend close like a lover.</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow pulls from my slimy hole. He kneels behind me to bite both of my butt cheeks. I wince out from the mean act and hear hisbreath filled voice turn boastful.</div><div align="justify"><br />"We're... bonded!" announces Taller Shadow. (He pauses to take a few urgent breaths.) "We're more than blood brothers. Our mating binds your spirit to mine. I may mount willing girls for their pleasure but it's with a boy that satisfies my loins and spirit. You're the first that I've spermed!"</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow fills me with dread. Does he really think that our spirits have joined? That same fear is seen in the eyes of my dear friend. I rest my head on his small shoulder to ponder over it. Ours has been a great friendship. We have known each other forever! This older boy may seem wise but he's only a new friend. I listen to my heart and feel the truth become clear.</div><div align="justify"><br />"You're still my best friend," I whisper to Quick Legs. Yet I feel something for Taller Shadow. His deeper thrusts made something in my butthole feel intense. My second release had been thrilling. As an older boy, Taller Shadow can show us much in the ways of making love.</div><div align="justify"><br />Taller Shadow searches through the pile of breechclouts and dons his. He rushes out of the shed. As the wooden door closes with a bang, I feel something warm drop to my breast. It pains my heart to see my young friend crying. I pat his back while whispering comforting words to him. From a distance we hear Taller Shadow calling out to us.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Remember to come here tomorrow morning..."</div><div align="justify"><br />I shake my head. Many exciting things were shown us his day. My arms hold Quick Legs close to me for a long while. Was the youth disturbed by what he's seen? I look around the storage shed and grin. What will Taller Shadow do with a girl in here, I wonder? It'll be exciting towatch!</div><div align="justify"><br />The young boy's tears end. His face is still red when he peers up at me. "I'm glad he's gone," Quick Legs whispers. "Tell me... how did it feel to sperm as a man?" (He gathers the clear wetting from his belly.)</div><div align="justify"><br />I only shrug my shoulders and smile. How can I explain to a young boy what squirting it out is like? Quick Legs sniffs his wet hand. Hissexual curiosity makes me grin.</div><div align="justify"><br />I bend over to pick up our breechclouts. My butt aches. I remain crouched until the sharp pain subsides. I'm startled when my friend slips his hand between my cheeks. He stares at the sticky essence that he's found there.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs asks, "Taller Shadow squirted this to you from his dick?"</div><div align="justify"><br />I peer into my friend's hand. Unlike my watery release, the older boy's sperm is thick and white. Truly a man's seed. He needs to perform more intense sexual acts to squirt it out, I suppose. Yet I don't want him to use my butt again.</div><div align="justify"><br />I grin when my friend wipes his hand off on his balls. He reaches between my cheeks for more of Taller Shadow's sperm. His hand repeats the wetting ritual. I gently push more from my hole. It flows over my balls. I also use the older boy's powerful medicine to help bring maturity to my loins.<br />My slimy hand brings an erection to my dick. I'm amazed at it's growth. Hasn't it been satisfied enough this day? Quick Legs grins. He turns from me and slaps over his butt cheeks. I turn around and back myself onto his waiting backside. The young boy sighs when our warm bodies touch. Our hands reach for each other's hips. We rub butts. This is our special expression of love.</div><div align="justify"><br />We keep this backward embrace for a long, tender moment. My heart is full for Quick Legs. I'm glad that the older boy had shown us how to make love. A crow's call from outside the shed startles us. My young friend pulls away. Our naked touching ends. I gather our breechclouts from the dirt floor with a weary sigh.</div><div align="justify"><br />We're quick to don the pair of cloths. My young friend runs out the door, giggling, with me in pursuit. I glance back at the small shed for a brief moment and know that it'll always be a fond memory for me.</div><div align="justify"><br />Early the next morning, Quick Legs and I hide ourselves near the old wooden shacks. We had talked long into the afternoon about coming here or not. My young friend feared that an adult might catch us. I assured him that we'd be keeping guard over Taller Shadow's act inside. Besides, I was curious to see how differently he makes love to a girl in his arms.</div><div align="justify"><br />That boy's beastly act had him sperming into my butt. A thick release that was different from what I had squirted to Quick Legs. His was truly sperm. It wasn't given to me in love though. Only when I held my dear friend did I feel a deep thing in my heart as well as in my loins. I can achieve this even from a simple smile from the young boy. Our naked embrace satisfied both needs.</div><div align="justify"><br />"There's Taller Shadow!" my friend excitedly whispers.We watch the boy run up the path with his thin breechclout flapping with each stride. I notice how small his cloths are. It's easy to view his butt and hairy loins from the side. A man's lengthy garment would be more appropriate for this boy's maturing body.</div><div align="justify"><br />I raise my hand to Taller Shadow from our hiding place in the bushes. He spots me and waves back. My young friend giggles. I give the youth a stern look to quiet him. The older boy leans against the outhouse door to await the arrival of the girl that he's boasted about.</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm not surprised that Taller Shadow uses this place for his secret meeting with a girl. The outhouse is far from the tribe and rarely used. Its state of disrepair will allow my friend and I to peek in through the cracks when they do it. I glance at Quick Legs. He gives me a sly smile as if thinking this same thing.</div><div align="justify"><br />It becomes a lengthy wait. I become more and more convinced that nothing is going to happen this morning. I'm not doubting Taller Shadow's boast. The girl may have become fearful or desires to embrace him no longer.</div><div align="justify"><br />I glance at my young friend beside me. He's also disappointed. I shrug my shoulders when feeling his unspoken question as to be leaving or not. I would like to stay a while longer. To witness Tall Shadow mounting a girl in his arms would be a most exciting and bold thing to see.</div><div align="justify"><br />I grin at my young friend. He's crouched on his knees behind the tall bush. By leaning forward, the youth's front flap hangs away from his groin. I spy on his little penis. It surprises me that the youth can feel pleasure from sex. As a young boy, nothing can squirt from his pole. Yet he seems to enjoy the rubbing.</div><div align="justify"><br />I peer through our bush protector at Taller Shadow. He's still alone. I wonder how long Quick Legs is willing to wait for that girl to show up. I'm willing to stay longer. What can we do to pass the time? I come up with an idea.</div><div align="justify"><br />To distract the youth, I reach for the front of his body. My hand cups his warm little pole and balls. I begin a boy's common ritualthere. Quick Legs shyly accepts my touch.</div><div align="justify"><br />I feel the boy's swelling in my hand. My own dick is getting hard. Quick Legs gives me a sly grin when my front flap pushes away from my groin. A sense of pride comes from showing the boy my manly excitement.</div><div align="justify"><br />When my friend grows to full length, I begin handling it for him. A gentle up and down pulling over his stiff length. The youth closes his eyes. I reach down for my aching length to beat off as well.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs pulls his front flap from his body. It makes my handling easier. The boy's red knob pops out from the thick skin. I notice how dry it is. No fluid of excitement comes from its tip. When my dick erects, a clear oozing always comes out. Taller Shadow's dick had it too. I suppose that Quick Legs is too young for sex. Yet I enjoyed making love to him.</div><div align="justify"><br />My young friend shudders. A look of pain fills his face. I know that my hand is chafing his angry-colored pole. An idea comes to me. It's easier to do since the youth still has his eyes closed. I wouldn't try it if he were watching me.</div><div align="justify"><br />I put my face near the youth's smooth groin. There's a lime smell to his skin mixed with sweat. His stiff pole is close to my mouth. I become bold by going down on it. It's a thrilling sensation. I'm able to suck on all the boy's length. A very naughty thing for me to perform!</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs gasps. I reach around his body to hold his small butt. The boy struggles but he can't get away from me. I force him to stab through my mouth. Breaths race through him. When he cries out, I know that the youth has achieved his thrill. My hands relax around his trembling body.</div><div align="justify"><br />I sit up and begin handling myself. Quick Legs looks down at his stiff pole, moist with my spit. He glares at me for my naughty trick. I return his stare with a sly grin. My need is upon me. While rocking on my knees, I flex my butt in and out to my forward stabs. It's exciting to perform this in front of another boy. I'll soon achieve my thrill but it won't be a dry ending like my young friend's.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs dons his front flap. He watches me masturbate with interest. Gone is his stern expression. When I moan, the boy tries to keep himself from giggling. I'm feeling close to getting my dick to squirt. The youth is waiting to see this.</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm taken from my pleasure when Taller Shadow calls out to someone. The boy stands up tall when a young girl approaches. It's Running Fawn. She's about my age; a few years older than her two brothers. I'm not surprised that it's she who comes to be mounted. I've heard rumors about her playing naked games with her brothers. Now I know all those whispered stories to be true!</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs nudges me hard. I see the excitement on his young face for what may unfold. He's still flushed from my earlier handling. It's unfortunate that Running Fawn couldn't have come a little later. My hard dick really aches me.</div><div align="justify"><br />We spy through our bush at the pair. Taller Shadow has taken Running Fawn into his arms and starts kissing her fully on the lips! The girl daringly reaches under the boy's rear flap. Her hand lustfully pulls over his backside. I have to cover my mouth to keep my giggles inside me.</div><div align="justify"><br />After a few more kisses, they enter the outhouse. I wait a moment longer before leaving the bushes. Quick Legs rushes towards the outhouse. I hold him back to a stealthy crawl so that our feet won't make sounds over the ground.</div><div align="justify"><br />My young friend crouches near the small wooden structure. We find a long crack and peer in. It's dark inside. I feel disappointed from not being able to see much. We might not be able to view their touching nakedness after all.</div><div align="justify"><br />I shield my face from the light of morning. It should only take a little while for my eyes to adjust. I close my eyes. When I hearsomething drop to the dirt floor, I peer in through the crack.</div><div align="justify"><br />It's very dim in there. My straining eyes can make out someone's back. I can't tell if it's the girl or the boy that I'm spying on. Hands reach down to grip their butt.</div><div align="justify"><br />Loud kissing follows. They're embraced to make love. I'm not getting a good view of it though. Quick Legs taps on my shoulder and points around the outhouse. I nod in agreement since I want to watch them doing it from the side and not with someone's butt blocking the view.</div><div align="justify"><br />A small hole in the door allows one of us to peek in. Taking turns, we watch them kiss and explore each other's bodies with hungry hands. Taller Shadow mouths the girl's unformed breasts. He kisses down her belly to the girl's smooth slit. She moans from it. I think that he'll be sticking into her soon. Taller shadow had tongued into my butthole right before mounting me.</div><div align="justify"><br />Running Fawn spreads her legs. The boy is eager to get his erection in. Though his body blocks my view of her cunt, I've seen naked girls before to know what her opening is like. I come to understanding something. The boy had used my butthole since that's where a male has an opening to fit a dick into it. I'm still surprised by how that's actually done.</div><div align="justify"><br />When their bodies join, Taller Shadow begins a man's motion. I enjoy watching his butt flex in and out from his revealing thrusts inside the girl. Their mating is face to face because of their different sexes. It allows them to kiss and make love properly. Two boys doing it must perform that same act in an opposite position. That's only a lustful thing since it cannot result in making a baby between two males.</div><div align="justify"><br />My young friend taps on my shoulder to signal his turn to peek in through the hole. I give up my position and move quietly to a long crack on the side. Peering inwards, I see the young girl leaning heavily over Taller Shadow. She moans with each of the boy's thrusts. He also moans from the great pleasure that comes from their mating.</div><div align="justify"><br />My hand reaches down to my erection under the front flap. I begin to pleasure it with quick strokes. My thoughts turn to Quick Legs and how much I'd like to be embracing him now. While keeping that thought in my head, I feel the waves of increasing thrills building up in me.</div><div align="justify"><br />I imagine that I'm exploring my young friend's body. My hands rub over his small butt while my mouth sucks over the boy's chest. I kiss my way down to the front of him. His stiff pole gets sucked on. The young boy struggles to get away but my hands around his cheeks are firm. His attempt is half-hearted since my mouth is giving him much pleasure. He cries out in his high-pitched voice. I taste his clear seed.</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm distracted from my sweet daydream by a long drawn-out moan coming from inside the outhouse. I eagerly peek through the crack. The girl's butt is flexing wildly. She helps the boy to thrust more deeply into her cunt. I know the pleasure she's feeling from the boy's long dick. Taller Shadow's long thrusts through my butthole had forced mysperm out.</div><div align="justify"><br />My eyes strain through the darkness for the mating pair. I can't spy any movement. It must be over with. The boy and girl are standing motionless with their arms draped over each other. Heavy breathing. I realize that Taller Shadow must have spermed her! When their bodies separate, I move from my place to fetch Quick Legs. We must make good our escape.</div><div align="justify"><br />My young friend gives me a bright smile. I know that he must be very excited from witnessing how a boy seeds a girl. Their act in the outhouse wasn't very different from what Taller Shadow had done with me yesterday. That boy has a horny dick and he'll stick into anyone's hole to release it.</div><div align="justify"><br />"They did it!" shouts the young boy.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I know," I whisper. "Let's get away from here." I take my friend's hand and lead him quietly away. I don't take him back to camp. Instead, I look for a secluded spot since both of us bear erections. I want badly for us to use them.</div><div align="justify"><br />When we reach a place filled with tall bushes and a tree, I turn to Quick Legs while lifting my front flap. He smiles from seeing my long dick and eagerly shows me his. The boy's erection is much smaller than mine. Only a long finger against his belly. Yet the boy is excited. I'll make it feel good for him.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs struggles with a knot in his thong belt. I drop my breechclout to the ground and help the boy with his. It won't loosen. In my eagerness, I pull on the belt and break it. The youth giggles when the two cloths fall to the ground. Naked before me, he glances over my body with curious eyes. I turn around to show off my butt.</div><div align="justify"><br />I gesture for my friend to handle me there. His small hands rub over both of my cheeks. Exciting tingles run up and down my spine from his touch. When I feel a warmth pressing against them, I realize that we're touching butts. I find the boy's hands and grip them.</div><div align="justify"><br />"You're my best friend," I whisper. The youth humps his butt against me in reply. My next words become bold. "I'm feeling such a deep thing in my heart that I know it's my love for you. Do you feel anything for me?"</div><div align="justify"><br />Only silence. When Quick Legs squeezes my hand, I sigh with relief. I suppose the boy finds it hard to say that he loves me too.</div><div align="justify"><br />We separate after a long while of rubbing butts. He turns to me with timid eyes. I grip his shoulders to show him that what we're doing is good. My hands roam down to his breast. I caress his warmth there in small circles. His nipples push out under my palms.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs closes his eyes. I become bold when I bring my mouth down to his left nipple and suck on it. The boy sighs. I tongue his hardness for a long moment before pouncing on his other boyish tit.</div><div align="justify"><br />While my mouth enjoys the front of him, I reach down for the rear of the boy. So soft and warm in my hands. I gently turn the youth around. My mouth hungers for his cute butt!</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm becoming intensely excited. My dick is very hard and aches to be handled. I'll beat off later. I want to explore my friend's body some more.</div><div align="justify"><br />My hands ask the youth to bend over. His cheeks spread. I curiously peek inside. What a cute, pink hole! I get my tongue to tickle over it as Taller Shadow had done to mine. I won't stick in and hurt this boy to satisfy my lust though.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs giggles from my naughty trick. I playfully bite the humps nearest to his hole before daring to tongue inside him some more. I'm really enjoying this boy's butt! I come to understand why Taller Shadow had lusted for mine.</div><div align="justify"><br />I feel my young friend begin flexing his rear end. My loving to his butt has excited him to beat off. I'd rather handle it for him. I stand up and move to the front of him. Quick Legs gives me a sheepish grin. Below, his pole sticks up hard against his belly. I reach down for it.</div><div align="justify"><br />His stiffness feels nice in my hand. I begin pulling on it while rubbing over his wiggly butt at the same time. The boy closes his eyes. It makes me feel good to be giving my friend such pleasure.<br />"Hold your breath," I remind Quick Legs. "That's what made the feelings in my penis become intense enough to wet." I watch the youth take in breaths and struggle to hold them. My hand brings an angry color to his stiff pole. He can't seem to get himself to release.</div><div align="justify"><br />I begin pulling over my thicker length. Our bodies whisper against each other with my hands pulling around our dicks. I'm feeling close to it. With a breath held inside me, I stab through my fingers and squirt! My loud cry warns the young boy that I'm doing it.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs opens his eyes. He watches my few squirts splash against his belly. The intense thrills in my dick has me crying out again. The boy giggles. I enjoy the glow of my climax for many heartbeats.</div><div align="justify"><br />My ears fill with the soothing sounds of crickets and the wind in the trees. My body is feeling peaceful. Quick Legs smiles. I'm not embarrassed as yesterday to be performing this act before my young friend. I want the boy to release himself as well.</div><div align="justify"><br />I resume to handle the boy's reluctant pole. My clear wetting is used to make his erection more slippery. A rosy tip pops out of the boy's skinny pole with each of his stabs against my hand. The youth's butt flexes in and out. His body is straining with sex's powerful spell. Yetafter a long handling, I can't get the boy's pole to release. My friend really is too young to do it. A look of disappointment fills the youth's face. A pang of hurt fills my breast for him.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs glares down at his stiff pole. He tries handling it himself. My wait is a long one. Yet the boy can't get himself to achieve his release. An angry color comes to his erection. I shake my head in defeat. What else can be done to coax the boy's thrill?</div><div align="justify"><br />An idea comes to me. I explain it to my friend. "You could try what Taller Shadow had done to me in the shed..."</div><div align="justify"><br />"What did he do?" asks Quick Legs. (The youth recalls the pain that the older boy had caused Bright Leaf when he stood behind him. As to the actual act, the boy only knew that it ended with his thick sperm being left between Bright Leaf's butt cheeks.)</div><div align="justify"><br />"Taller Shadow stuck his dick up my butthole. His thrusts brought him much pleasure. He put his sperm in me. I want you to stick yourdick into my butt."</div><div align="justify"><br />The young boy's eyes widen. "I thought that Taller Shadow was rubbing his long dick between your butt cheeks," says Quick Legs. "You allowed that boy to stick in as if he were mounting you like a girl?!"</div><div align="justify"><br />I sheepishly nod my head. "You saw how he mounted Running Deer's cunt in the outhouse. A boy can perform the same thing in another boy's butt entrance. The sensation is thrilling. Your dick is small so don't fear that you'll be giving me any pain. I want to thrill your dick withmy butthole."</div><div align="justify"><br />"I'll try it," whispers Quick Legs. "I saw how Taller Shadow enjoyed your butt. My pole isn't as long as his. Will it be able to stick inside?"</div><div align="justify"><br />I giggle at the boy's question, glad that he's willing to perform that manly act. From the way he was speaking earlier, I thought that he wouldn't want to try it. I look over the boy's erection and realize that he must really be hurting. He has such a need to achieve its release. Even a dry one. I turn from my friend with my hands reaching for the support of a small tree. My butt sticks out for his use.<br />I squat down to accommodate the shorter boy. His hands part my butt cheeks. A sharp sensation goes through my hole from his handling. I feel his seeking stab in my butt. I prepare myself to be taken like a willing girl.</div><div align="justify"><br />Pain! I pull away from his stabbing little dick. How can it be that his size can hurt me? My hole must be wide enough to take it. Taller Shadow'shad fit. A thought strikes me.</div><div align="justify"><br />I reach back to my friend's belly. From it, I gather what remains of my clear release. My fingers use it to wet my hole. The boy spits to his hand. He coats the tip of his erection with it. Satisfied that we're properly prepared, I reach out to the small tree and crouch. The young boy tries to mount me again.</div><div align="justify"><br />I feel the tip of my friend's dick against the entrance of my butt. He rubs it slowly over my hole but doesn't push inside. Why? Perhaps my young friend is afraid of hurting me again. I reach back for his little butt and slowly pull his body onto mine. I gasp from the strange sensation.</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm impaled on the boy's fleshy stick. It slides easily into me; all the way up my tight hole! No pain. It's an intense filling sensationthat I can endure.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Does it hurt?" Quick Legs asks.</div><div align="justify"><br />I shake my head in reply. The filling sensation from his erection is only a little uncomfortable. It's not the size of Taller Shadow's long cock. Nor will he have mighty thrusts.</div><div align="justify"><br />To urge the boy on, I pull him onto my body with a hand gripping his backside. My hole gets penetrated. I keep a pained breath inside me. When I relax my hold on the boy's cheeks, I feel his stiffness leaving me. I repeat the fucking motion for him. A teaching game of sex.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs soon learns what I want from him. With tight hands around my hips, the youth drives his dick through my butthole. Quick in and out stabs. He gasps from the intense pleasure of mating with me.</div><div align="justify"><br />I begin feeling sharp thrills from the boy's deeper stabs. The sensation centers under my balls. His thrusts touch something hard and intense inside of me. It gets my dick to surge. I've already shot yet I think that I can get it to go off again! All from the boy's dick fucking my butthole.</div><div align="justify"><br />Is this what a girl feels when taking a boy's erected dick inside of her? My friend's pole is a short one. Taller Shadow had a longer reach inside me. I'm surprised that my young friend stirs the same lusty thrills inside my butt.</div><div align="justify"><br />The young boy begins a frenzied effort. He plunges into my body like a wild man. His body is sweaty and heated against me. Lust drives my friend. I want him to achieve a wet release at the end! A pang of sadness comes to me. My friend is too young to squirt inside my butt. Even with the wetting ritual from yesterday with Taller Shadow's thick sperm, the boy's maturity will need another summer to even have a clear release from his dick. He can't finish the act like a man.</div><div align="justify"><br />A lusty daydream fills my head. I imagine that the squishy sounds of getting fucked attracts another boy spying on us. He watches the youth having his way with my ass with envy.</div><div align="justify"><br />Footsteps behind us! I hear Quick Legs squeal in surprise when his body is pulled from mine. A strong arm reaches around my stomach, trapping me. I'm frightened. I turn my head to see what's going on.</div><div align="justify"><br />A tall youth pulls the front deerskin flap from his belt. It drops at his feet. Uncovered behind me, I notice his hard dick. A long one! The boy points it through my cheeks and stabs in.</div><div align="justify"><br />"It's a man who takes your ass," boasts Taller Shadow. "And unlike your young friend, I can fill you with sperm!"</div><div align="justify"><br />I giggle at my daydreaming. I'm sure that Taller Shadow would have spoken those boastful words. He had performed that lusty deed onlyyesterday.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs pauses from his in and out stabs through my asshole.His hands ask that I get down onto my knees. Our bodies ease to the dirt. I plant my hands into the ground when the boy resumes to fuck me. I'm feeling very much like a wanting squaw who takes the lusty warrior inside her.</div><div align="justify"><br />The boy's stabs press against a very sensitive spot in my butthole. I feel myself close to release.And I'm not even handling my dick! I hold breaths to allow the feelings to become intense.<br />A cry from the youth! I imagine his lightning-sped stabs in my hole is bringing the youth to his first release. A young male's seed being planted inside my butt. It becomes too much for me. I let go of my breath when strong squirts come out my dick. My head fills with deep pleasure.</div><div align="justify"><br />"I did it!" shouts Quick Legs.</div><div align="justify"><br />The boy pulls from my slimy butthole and dances around me in triumph. I see signs from his mounting. A brown stain covers his pole. He prevents me from wiping it clean with my breechclout flap. I realize that my young friend wants to wear my butt stain like the proud warrior who paints up his face with war colors. A proof of his bravery. It makes me very proud for him.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Did you squirt in me?" I ask.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs shakes his head from side to side. "No. But it felt good at the end, especially when your butt tightened around my dick. How did you do that?"</div><div align="justify"><br />I think back to when the boy cried out. "Your stabs through my hole had released my dick as if I were handling it," I answer. "My butt enjoyed the sliding motion of your dick. I remember tightening there when I shot my cum."</div><div align="justify"><br />"It made my dick become intense," explains Quick Legs, "though nothing came out of me. If I wanted, I could have kept sticking into you again and again!"</div><div align="justify"><br />The youth's words make me envious. By not being able to sperm, my friend seems to be given endless thrills from his erection during sex. I'd like him to prove it. Although my dick is soft and I'm without need to cum again, a plan forms in my head. Quick are my next actions.</div><div align="justify"><br />I gather my sticky release from my belly and reach back with it to lubricate the boy's dick. Turning from him, I back onto his erection. It easily fills my butthole. The boy gasps when he sees that I want him to fuck me again. His hands grip my sides. Stabs begin in my ass.</div><div align="justify"><br />It's thrilling to have the young boy dicking up my butt again. I'm glad that he's willing. I feel his quick stabs going through my hole and hit against that tickly spot within. My dick grows hard from it.</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm amazed. I reach down and handle my erection. As it stiffens, the boy's thrusts seem to feel better and more thrilling. Having sex with a young boy has made this happen. I get taken up by the building sensations of getting fucked and from beating off in my hand.</div><div align="justify"><br />Our bodies become sweaty from the effort. My young friend plunges through my butt, in and out, like what Taller Shadow had done with that girl. The boy holds breaths. I know how that helps to get his dick to feel more intense. Yet nothing more. The boy is too young to sperm me.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs startles me with a voiced breath. It had sounded like a moan. Is he filling my butthole with his squirts? No. The boy continues to fuck me and he holds breaths which come out as small cries. He seems to be feeling intense pleasure. It's like the boy is on the verge of shooting but can't.</div><div align="justify"><br />With a terrible cry, my young friend falls to the ground behind me. I turn around to see what has happened. The boy's face is like the snow on a mountain top. His breaths race quickly through his mouth, his eyes flutter and sweat glistens over his trembling body. I scoop up my friend into my arms as great fear takes me.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Can you hear me!" I shout to Quick Legs in a panic. Only a raspy sound comes from his mouth. I hold his heated form close to me as I face upwards to the All-Seeing Father. I make a desperate plea unto Him for help.</div><div align="justify"><br />I fan the boy's face with my breechclout flap. After what seems like forever, Quick Legs opens his eyes. I laugh in relief and kiss him. The boy shrinks away from my affection.</div><div align="justify"><br />We stare at each other in silence for a few heartbeats. The youth's breaths become more even while the color returns to his face. I raise my arms up to Him with my thanks. My young friend fills with awe.</div><div align="justify"><br />"It felt so wonderful..." Quick Legs whispers.</div><div align="justify"><br />"Did you shoot inside me?"</div><div align="justify"><br />"No," the boy sadly replies. "It felt like trying to piss without being able to. That made me feel such good things in my penis. I kept holding my breath to keep the feelings building towards a greater thrill. When I felt my greatest pleasure, I fainted. I don't think that anything came out."</div><div align="justify"><br />I glance down to my friend's lap. His angry-colored pole bears the proving butt stain. Yet no wetness comes from the tip. Perhaps my friend is too young to be performing adult things with me. Yet I'm glad that he's willing to try.</div><div align="justify"><br />"You didn't come out," I tell the boy. "Your pleasure was longer than mine. When I release, the feelings are very intense but only for the brief moment when I'm shooting. I quickly lose the good feelings and tire."</div><div align="justify"><br />"My good feelings keep coming!" boasts Quick Legs. "I felt an explosion of pleasure when my breath ran out. That's probably why I became faint."</div><div align="justify"><br />"You scared me," I scold my young friend. He lowers his eyes. I embrace him to show that nothing has changed between us. The warmth ofhis small body feels good in my arms.</div><div align="justify"><br />Quick Legs lifts his dark eyes and whispers. "You'll let me do it again sometime, won't you Bright Leaf?"</div><div align="justify"><br />"I love you!"</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-66191010873439230582007-08-08T07:55:00.000-07:002007-08-08T07:56:36.860-07:00Asian Boys in a New York Minute<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > For a man that likes Asian boys, the city that never sleeps is a tough place for me, especially when all I desire are Asian Boys. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Asian boys seem to be every place I look. Around every corner I turn. I've been in this busy city for three weeks. With each day that passes, my dick grows harder for Asian Boys. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > I have yet to decide if I will stay in this city. As I make my way home, walking down 42nd street, I notice an "Asian Boy Peep Show" sign glowing through one shop window. Only in a city this relaxed could I find this erotic opportunity My dick sweats with anticipation. As I walk through the door, I see several Asian Boys. They are all sexy and sleek. I want them all. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > "Choose wisely", the clerk behind the counter says to me. How do I make such a choice? This is a decision my cock must make. The two in the corner make my meat swell. They are both tall, muscular, sexy, Asian Boys. After telling the clerk, I walk to a back room, lay on the couch, and prepare for the show. The lights go down and the wall in front of me slides up to reveal my two Asian Boy butt-buddies naked. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Their Asian Boy anacondas are huge. I watch as they begin to play with each other. I quickly pull down my jeans and begin to jerk my all ready exploding prick. One of them gets on his knees and takes the other in his mouth. He madly sucks the Asian boy dick, slobbering all over the smooth shaft. I stroke faster and faster. The Asian boy on his knees, obviously the bitch, flips over on all fours. His buddy waists no time. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > After slapping his rather large Asian Boy schlong on his bitches ass cheeks, he shoves his manhood up that tight ass. I slide my finger up my own ass. My stoke hand is getting wet with pre-cum. Slapping the Asian Boys bitch ass, he forces him to take it. The bitch has a look of pleasure pain. He groans for more. I am about to shoot my joy juice. I rise to my feet and walk close to the glass. With a quick stroke, I fire off my load onto the glass. Both Asian Boys come closer to lick the glass, as if they were licking my cock. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Star spreading the news, I'm here to stay!</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-20889127168497589852007-08-08T07:53:00.002-07:002007-08-08T07:55:48.137-07:00Asian Cock Seals the Deal<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > I believe the best way to sell a car is to let the customer enjoy my thick asian cock. </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > My boss's motto is, “the feel of the wheel makes the deal”. My motto is, “The feel of my giant asian cock seals the deal”. as i stand out on the hot pavement waiting for my next sell, i wonder what the day will bring? how many sales will I have? how many times will i use my awesome asian cock? how many balls will I drain?</span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “Excuse me sir, are you david?”, a young asian stud suddenly says to me. “yes, i am”, I reply. He is a sexy beast. He goes on to tell me that his friend, jason, bought a car from me, and that jason was very satisfied with my services.</span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “he said you would take good care of me. I need to be taken care of”, he said. “Cum this way”, i replied. We walk the lot to find a car that will work for him. “will you take it in the brown with a stick?”, i smugly ask him. I pull out a car and tell him to hop in. Once on the road, i can feel my throbbing asian cock grow hard. i pull over to let him drive. </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > As we pull back into the lot, i instruct him to pull around back. he does so like a good little asian bitch. we get out of the car and i fold down the rear seat to demonstrate the room. He climbs in back with me. I start to unbutton his shirt and make him comfortable. “now let me see that huge asian cock i’ve heard so much about?”, he asks. i unleash my weapon of mass destruction to let him play with it. He licks my asian cock head. I fuck his face hard. all down his throat. he slurps and drools all over my cock. I reach for his bulge which is quit nice. I yank on his sleek asian rod. “assume the position”, i order him. he quickly gets on all fours and sticks his awaiting ass up in the air. “tell me how much you want this car”, I scream as I slide my long asian cock deep inside him. as i fuck his little asian ass, he cries out, “I want this car, I want it”. I smack him on his ass. my explosion up his ass forces him to take asian cock cum. I lay him down and suck him dry, swallowing his cream whole. </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “now lets go do the paperwork”, i say to him with a wink. Perfect sales technique.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-1054233414934094922007-08-08T07:53:00.001-07:002007-08-08T07:53:53.625-07:00Cumming of Age with a Gay Filipino<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Every time I watch a wheatfield grazing with the wind, both my body and soul are transported back to the summer when i came of age with the help of a strong gay filipino. he was like no other gay filipino i had met before. i know now, i will never have another gay filipino as sexy or sweet. </span> </div><p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I had just turned 18 years of age. I was tender, but tough. I was immature for my age, having no idea the value of true lust. Far from home, I went to work for him on his field. From the moment I saw him, there was an attraction. His age, which showed in his graying hair, was at least double mine. His gay filipino body so gorgeous. late in the evenings he would take his shirt off while working with me in the field. His gay filipino skin was sleek. his washboard stomach was rock hard. his cock would bulge through his jeans. he would smile and stare at me with his erotic eyes. We both needed the other. it was just a matter of time.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /> the last night of my stay, he came to me. his eyes had a softness. no words needed to be said. we just touched. I told him that i hadn’t yet in my life. his whisper in my ear made everything alright. he was gentle, rubbing his gay filipino hands down my body to my dick. He took me in his moist mouth. Slow at first, then fast. out of control. i cried out with excitement. watching his gay filipino face suck my young cock was amazing. he rose to his feet, bent me over the kitchen table, spread my cheeks, and licked my warm asshole clean. when he felt i was lubed enough, he stuck his gay filipino weapon into my waiting asshole. He was slow at first, putting in only a little at a time. but then he gave me the whole package. my body quivered. I cold feel his gay filipino love in me. He began to stroke my dick while he was butt fucking me. All it toke was a few strokes I exploded all over the kitchen table. Gallons of cum came out. It was then when he pulled his meat out and shot all over my backside. He used his gay filipino hands to massage the warm cum into my buttocks. I lay on the table, sweating and gasping for air.<br /> <br /> I know it isn’t real, but watching that wheat field, i can feel his throbbing gay filipino cock cumming me of age once more.</span></p>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-60935490218092205872007-08-08T07:52:00.000-07:002007-08-08T07:53:01.345-07:00Taking Gay Asian Pictures<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > The lights are all up and the background is set in preparation to take gay asian pictures. Of all the photo shoots i do, taking gay asian pictures gets me the hottest. for my first shot, i bring in a gay asian stud with a perfectly toned body, and a monstrous dick to go with it. I instruct him to stroke his cock while he licks his lips. “Make love to the camera”, I say. “make love to me”, is what i’m thinking. after a few quick shots, i give him a bottle of whip cream. He squirts some onto his chest, onto the head of his perfect asian meat. I take some more gay asian pictures. </span> </div><p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /> I send in another gay asian boy. this one is a fabulous twink. The kind of young gay asian boy you would like to watch mow your lawn in a pair of tight shorts on a hot summer day. he takes the studs dick in his mouth. This makes for a perfect gay asian picture. I shoot away, allowing them to be free. The stud moans in ecstasy. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /> they arrange themselves for a 69 position. they suck each other. I tighten the lens for a close up of the lawn boys cock deep inside the studs juicy mouth, making for a wonderful gay asian picture. the stud bends lawn boy over on all fours and spreads his asian butt cheeks. he tongues his little asshole. another hot gay asian picture. the studs begins to fuck lawn boys ass. both men scream. I snap away. i can feel my cock beginning to grow. I focus back to my job, and shoot as many gay asian pictures of this butt fucking action as possible. </span> </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Pictures of there faces, both filled with pleasure. the stud yanks his dick out and rises to his feet. lawn boy begins to suck on his beat red slong. I zoom in for the cum shot. I adjust my own package and wipe the sweat from my brow. The stud fires off in lawn boys face, painting it creamy white. “there’s the money shot”, I say. “these are the best gay asian pictures there could be”. and i cant wait to get home a jack off to them.</span></p>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-26902766914546399882007-08-07T08:44:00.001-07:002007-08-07T08:44:53.848-07:00Asian Male Love Doctor<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Ever since my first appointment with the sexy Asian Male doctor, I find myself getting sicker and sicker each day. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Sick with hunger for his Asian male cock. The first time we met, I was seeking a treatment for my soar back. I was in such pain. The minute he placed his Asian Male hands on my back, I was instantly relieved. Although my back is healed, and I am not really sick, I need to see him. I phone his office to set up an appointment. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “What is the problem?”, the receptionist asks. As I think, “I need hot Asian Male love”, I say, “My leg hurts”. I am given an appointment later on this afternoon. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > My aching balls can not wait. I seat myself in the waiting room,. I hope my handsome Asian Male dick doctor will be as thrilled to see me as I am to see him. Moments later I am in his office, seated on the examining table, still waiting. Now I really do have a genuine concern. My cock feels like it is about to explode. Suddenly he breezes into the room like a knight in shinning armor. My gorgeous Asian Male knight. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “Good to see you again Todd”, he smiles at me. “I was hoping I would get a chance to examine you”, he tells me. God, he is so fucking fine His Asian Male ass looks good in those pants. His mouth is so inviting. He notices my buldging cock through my jeans. “Looks like somebody needs some air”, he says to me, as he begins to kiss me madly. His hands caress my thighs. He unzips my jeans to reveal my throbbing meat. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “I have just the thing for that”, he says as he takes me in his mouth He sucks me good, the way only a wonderful Asian Male can. I fuck his face with vigor. My huge rod slides into his wet, warm, juicy, Asian Male mouth. I grab the back of his head. ”Eat my meat doctor, eat it up good”, I order him. I have never felt such naughty pleasure. I pull out and he starts to jerk me off. I a split second I blow my white load all over his flawless Asian Male face. He licks me up, sucking out every drop. He laughs as some goes up his nose. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “All better“, he says to me. “Let my receptionist know to schedule you, same time next week”.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-75506074429692215502007-08-07T08:43:00.000-07:002007-08-07T08:44:01.340-07:00Thai Gay Asian Dick at my cousin's wedding<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > I cant believe my younger cousin’s getting married today, and here i am seated at the church thinking of sexy Thai Gay dick. all dick is good, but Thai Gay dick is the best. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > i’m so fucking hot in this tuxedo. I can feel a puddle of sweat at the base of my cock. My family sits on either side of me. I frantically search the room for any sign of Thai Gay dick. none over there. none in that direction either. this is beginning to depress me. wait a minute, who the fuck is that? oh baby. tall, dark, and handsome over in the corner. he is fabulous. I cant believe it. I have found some Thai Gay dick, and he looks my kind of bitch. my little cousins best man!</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > I cant wait for this fucking ceremony to end. he has already looked at me three times. I can tell he wants my meat. i would be more than happy to force it in his tight bitch ass. My cousin and his new wife kiss. finally! as he walks down the aisle, i can’t take my eyes off his Thai Gay dick. he winks at me, assuring his feelings.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > at the reception, i fly through the doors with energy. where is my Thai Gay dick bitch? i cant find him. frantically I ask around. He is nowhere to be seen. with my head hung low, i walk outside to the parking area. The rear passenger window of the newlyweds limo rolls down. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “looking for me?”, my Thai Gay dick asks me. my cock is about to explode. I reach for the car door and let myself in. getting down to business immediately, we started to passionately taste each other. tearing our clothes off. his Thai Gay dick was huge. i began to suck on it. I enjoyed his shaft. He especially liked when I tongued his balls. I could taste his sweet Thai Gay dick pre cum, which hardened my girth. He gabbed my head and told me to fuck him like the bitch that he truly was. I bent his beautiful asian body over and slid my manhood into him. I demanded that he take it! I smacked his round cheeks as I showed him who was in charge. he came all over the car seat. I was deep in his ass. all up that dark, warm, asian hole. i pulled out and jacked off all over his backside. he swung around. I ordered him, “drain that pipe, bitch”. he happily did. I grabbed the back of his head and forced him to lick up his own mess. he loved every minute of it. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Later, as the newly weds drove off in the limo with the crowd waiving them goodbye and good luck, my Thai Gay dick buddy and I just laughed and waived in secretive satisfaction.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-32876733330556438752007-08-07T08:41:00.000-07:002007-08-07T08:43:11.694-07:00Gay Asian Casting Couch<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > Only in my wildest dreams could i have imagined that hollywood would be filled with so many fabulous Gay Asian men. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > It seems all around this industry, whether they be a casting director, a producer, or a movie star, they are true, Gay Asian. i just need a way in the door. It is obvious what i must to do. both for my career, and my sexual fulfillment, I have to enjoy some Gay Asian cock. sitting in the waiting hall of a major Gay Asian studio executive, my heart begins to pound. I have heard much about this man. He calls most of the shots in tinseltown. I have read over my scene and know the part i must play, his bitch. Suddenly his huge office door swings open...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “Mr Yamagucci will see you know”, a cute little Gay Asian twink says to me. I walk into his gigantic office with a hard and steady dick. He sits in his chair with his legs crossed. a sexy beast of a creature, he has flawless skin and a fit Gay Asian body. we shake hands and i take a seat He asks me about myself, i tell him.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > I begin to read from the scene. my stuttering voice lets him know i am nervous. Finally, I complete the scene. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “That was not bad”, he says to me. “Do it again, but this time, kneel down on you knees and take your shirt off”, he asks. this is my cue, and i am ready. i do as i am told. starting the scene again from a kneeling position on the floor. half way into my dialogue, he rises from his chair and walks over to me. He unzips his pants to unleash his unbelievably huge Gay Asian girth. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “suck the part out of my dick”, he orders. I gulp his meat. it tastes so good. I slurp his Gay Asian manhood up like a good bitch. I massage his firm, round butt cheeks. he fucks my face like a lion, forcing his Gay Asian lollypop down my throat. I suck hard. I love to suck on Gay Asian dick. with a strong thrust, he blows his Gay Asian load into my warm mouth. I happily swallow his salty cream. I smile at him as i spit some out on my chin. He slaps his cock on my face.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “i am going to make you a star”, mr. yamagucci says to me.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > “A big, bright shining, Gay Asian, cock sucking star”.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-21927486575439330032007-08-07T08:40:00.000-07:002007-08-07T08:41:49.133-07:00Gay Asian Cum Festival...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > I am addicted to gay asian cum. If i was stranded on a desert island, and could have only one thing, it would be an unlimited supply of gay asian cum. as long as it cums from Gay asian dick. </span> </div><p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The gym where i work out has quit a few gay asians. I watch each one of them lift heavy weights. over in the corner is a pair doing squats. there ripped butt muscles hard, there hidden cocks harder. I am fascinated by every one of them. My workout leaves mt tired and sweaty. in the mens locker room, My eyes immediately focus on the gay asian dick. some small, some large. all fucking hot! I undress, wrap a towel around my waist. I try to conceal my growing rod as i head to the steam room. Once inside, I take a seat. my vision is blurred by the steam, but i can tell I am surrounded by several gay asian studs. I can already taste there gay asian cum. They all look so well built. i survey the room, studying each one of my new gay asian cum buddies. we eye each other in secret seduction. the sweat rolls off of our foreheads. suddenly a fabulous gay asian man walks into the steam room. Tall and muscular, he locks the door once inside. he walks to the center of the room I can feel the rest of the boys nearing me. the tall, muscular gay asian man approaches me,<br /> <br /> “i hear you like gay asian cum?”, he says to me.<br /> <br /> without giving it a second though, i reply. ”i love gay asian cum”.<br /> <br /> “well we’ve got plenty for your bitch ass”, he says as he rips my towel off and throws me to the floor bending me over. I look up and see that all the other boys have gathered around me naked. The tall, muscular Gay asian man spreads my cheeks from behind and thrusts his enormous steel into my craving asshole. a dark skinned, buff gay asian boy forces his meat into my mouth. Another asian boy joins in on my mouth action, forcing me to take two helpings of gay asian manhood. The tall, muscular man fucks my ass fiercely. right after he pulls out of me, another gay asian man takes his place. It seems there is gay asian cum dick play everywhere i look. My ass feels so good and loose. I suck with all my might. I thirst for gay asian cum. The two boys shoot off in my mouth at the same time. My mouth is forced to stay open as the Asian from behind walks up front and thrusts his load into my mouth. Finally, the tall muscular man grabs my face and dumps his Gay asian cum into my mouth. they all slap their cocks on my face. In one big gulp, i swallow all there gay asian cum. i’ve never tasted anything so sweet. </span></p>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-44876418246648975622007-08-07T08:39:00.000-07:002007-08-07T08:40:49.360-07:00Asian Gay Dick and Fireworks<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"> The first time i ever had asian gay dick was on the day of americas birth asian gay dick has been a favorite dish of mine ever since that erotic night when two gay love boys shared each other to the fullest. his name was john. </span> </div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">He was a 25 year old gay asian with long black hair, rich green eyes, and a killer smile. his body was the perfect muscle tone. I had met him through friends who had invited me up to there beach house for the 4th of july weekend. we talked for hours at a time. he spoke with seduction and true knowledge. he asked me about my desires, my fantasies. he shared his. talking to the late hours of the night, we’d sip wine. the red nectar dripping from his lips left my dick hard. oh how i wished that was my juice dripping from his pink lips. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">I was sure he had a wonderful asian gay dick. his round, muscular butt grew my cock to a girth i had never known. we dinned the evening of the 4th. next we went down to the beach, laid down a blanket, and waited for the festivities to begin. all were laughing and having a good time. John and i could not take our eyes off one another. The fireworks began, shooting up over the ocean from a barge. i felt johns hand on mine. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><br /> he led me back to the house. we walked up the stairs to the bedroom. we never lost eye contact. he laid me on the bed and began to lick me all over with his penetrating tongue. I could feel his asian gay dick getting harder. he made his way to my cock, and began to suck. i gasped for air. He took all my meat. he then tongued my shaven ball sack. through the window i could see the fireworks. red, white, and blue. I pulled john up to a 69 position so i could feast on his asian gay dick. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">It was huge. i licked his gay asian dick head and then took his shaft. we both sucked the other with relentless vigor. The fireworks outside were growing bigger as we were reaching our own grand finale. we sucked harder and harder and came in each other mouth at the same time. his asian gay dick cum tasted so good. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><br /> we spent the rest of the night holding each other. watching the fireworks outside the window over the sea.</span></p>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-1290412593659709652007-08-05T06:36:00.000-07:002007-08-05T06:50:49.817-07:00Asian Cock<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">By Centfla246 (</span><a href="mailto:centfla246@aol.com"><span style="font-family:arial;">centfla246@aol.com</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">It was late on a Saturday night that I rolled a joint and slipped out to go for a ride. As I drove and smoked, I decided to head for the rest stop on the interstate where I had heard that there was plenty of action happening. I had never done this kind of thing before, and I told myself that I was just looking, but I wondered what I would do if a guy showed any interest in me.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">My heart was pounding as I turned into the rest area and drove around to park near the bathrooms where the contacts were supposed to be made. The story I heard said that after meeting in the bathroom, guys would sneak out to the picnic tables where it was dark, and have sex. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I was married, I shouldn't have been doing this kind of thing, but my wife would rather sleep than have sex. And on the occasion she did get horny, she disliked oral sex, both giving and receiving. I love oral sex, and wanted more. I also had a fantasy about sucking a guy's cock, something I did a few times as a boy, and on one drunken night when I was in the military years ago.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">As I parked, I noticed that there were a few cars in the darker areas, but could see no one in them. There was no one in the bathroom either, so I went back out and sat in my car. After a couple of minutes, just when I had decided to leave, a small car drove past slowly. The driver was a young dark haired guy who was obviously looking me over. We made eye contact, and he nodded at me. He looked okay to me, but did I really want to do this? I couldn't do this...but what was I doing here, then? He must have thought that I looked okay too, because he stopped and parked in the dark area near the exit. I started the car to leave, but incredibly, when I had to make a choice, I stopped and parked a few spaces behind him. Now he knew that I was interested.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I sat there, not knowing what to do next. I didn't have the nerve to approach him. He would have to come to me. After a couple of minutes, I got out and walked over to a near-by picnic table that was in the trees beside the parking lot. I was so nervous that my knees were shaking as I sat on the table waiting for him to respond. Soon he did, and walked casually into the woods and over to the table where I sat, barely able to breathe.He looked to be in his early twenties, was of Asian descent, and was average height and weight. We said hello and something about the weather. After a moment or two, he slipped his hand down to rub the big bulge in his jeans. I responded by feeling my hard-on, which was growing in my pants. There was no mistaking what we both wanted. There was too much activity in the front of the rest area for me to feel safe enough to do anything where we were. After all, I learned about this place from a news story several weeks earlier. The police were supposed to be cracking down on this kind of thing. We don't want anyone having any illicit sex in our town, do we? That would be sinful!When I told him it was not safe where we were, he agreed and asked if I had, or knew of, a place we could go. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I said that I didn't and he suggested the woods on the other side of the road. The brush was thicker there, and we wouldn't be visible to anyone. It looked okay to me, so he crossed the road and disappeared into the brush on the other side. I soon followed, excited that I was doing such a forbidden thing as this.Parting the bushes, I stepped into the darkness and saw him waiting down a small path. When I got there, it was light enough to see that he had undone his pants and was playing with his dick. It was much bigger than mine, and was uncircumcised! I got even more excited and stepped up to him and pulled my cock out. He reached for my hard-on and began to stroke it softly up and down. It felt great. I opened my pants wider to allow him better access to my cock, and then reached for his.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">His dick was very big and hot. I jacked it back and forth and wondered at the feel of the foreskin as it slid easily over his cockhead. My pole was throbbing with excitement, and I could see and feel that he was as fired up as I was. The lights of a passing car caused us to step apart quickly in alarm, but we just as quickly resumed our fondling. He asked again if I knew some place we could go. I told him that I wished I did, but my place was out, and I knew of no other. We just stood there playing with each other, and I was hoping he would just suck me off, when he asked me to go to his place. I had never even considered going to a guy's house for sex, and didn't intend to go so far this night, either.We continued our mutual masturbation, and kept getting hotter and hotter. He asked again, saying his place was nearby and safe. I was so horny I finally said okay. We both fastened our pants and went to our cars. I followed him out of the parking lot.As we drove towards his place, I couldn't believe that I was going to a man's house to have sex with him. I kept thinking if I got to his place, I might be expected to go farther than I intended. All I really wanted was a blow job. At his place, if I got a blow job, I'd probably be expected to give one in return. Was I really going to do this?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Before I could chicken out, we pulled into the driveway of an expensive condo complex and into a secluded parking lot. It was too late now. He led the way to his apartment and I followed him inside. I looked around the living room while he disappeared into a back room. A moment later he called out for me to join him, so I did, barely able to breathe with the thought of what was to come.The back room was a bedroom, with a bathroom through a door to one side. There was a small couch, and a large bed. He--I still didn't know his name--walked over, dimmed the lights, then came over to me. Standing in front of me, he reached for my belt, and began to undo the buckle. I felt like a little girl, being undressed to be fucked for the first time. He was having trouble with the button on my jeans, so I took over, and he started to undress too. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Soon, we were both naked. We both had big hard-ons and I couldn't believe that I was in a man's bedroom, naked and ready to have sex!He stepped up and caressed me. He nuzzled my hair and tried to kiss me. I stopped him. I had never kissed a man before, and told him that there would be no kissing. I didn't answer when he asked if I didn't like to be kissed. No kissing, I said.Pulling me to the bed, he told me to lay back with my head on the pillows. I did, and he grabbed my dick, which was bigger and harder than it had ever been. I was so hot and horny! He knelt down beside me and leaned over to put my cock in his mouth. This cute guy started sucking gently on the head of my dick, and then let it slide deeper into his hot, wet mouth. It felt so good that I moaned in pleasure. I watched as he bobbed up and down on my hard-on and played with my balls.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">He would take my dick deep into his throat, then would slide it out to lick at the head and suck at the little slit on the end. He was enjoying this as much as I was! He left my cock to go down to my balls, which he licked and gently sucked into his mouth. His hands wandered over my body and down to my ass, where he spread my cheeks to see my asshole. He stopped sucking long enough to ask if I had ever been fucked in the ass before. I told him that I hadn't. He asked if I had ever fucked a guy in the ass, and I again said no.He kept sucking me and then asked if he could fuck my ass. I said no, that I knew I would like it but I was afraid of AIDS. He said that he didn't have AIDS, and how did I know I'd like it? I told him that I had a dildo that I would slide into my ass when I played with myself, and I liked it a lot. He asked if I had ever sucked a cock before. I answered yes, a long time ago. He asked who it was, and I replied it was a guy that I knew long ago. Did he come in my mouth, he wanted to know. I nodded yes, one time. Did you like it, he asked. I admitted that it had made me very excited.Then he said that if he couldn't fuck me that we were going to stop right now and would go no further. I didn't say anything, but I figured that he was as hot as I was, and we both wanted to continue. I was right, and he resumed his sucking, but he slid around to put his hard cock closer to my face. He asked, "Have you ever sixty-nined with a guy before?"</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">"No," I said. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Do you want to?" he asked.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I remained silent.His dick was big and hard, and it looked so hot and exciting. I wrapped my hand around it, and marveled at the size and feel of it. My hand slid up and down that smooth, hard shaft and I just got more and more horny. He watched me play with it for a minute then asked if I wanted to suck it. I want to, I told him, but I was afraid. Then it occurred to me that I was naked in bed with a man and that I had already crossed the line. Once before in my life I had had an opportunity to suck a guy's cock, but I chickened out. I regretted it later. This was my chance to live the fantasy!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Without another thought, I leaned over and put his big, hot dick into my mouth. I closed my lips around that big pole and sucked on it gently. The feeling was incredible. My mouth was stuffed full of hard dick! It was hard, but velvety smooth, and as it got wet with my saliva, it slid easily between my eager lips. He had quit doing me, and watched as I tried to get all of him into my mouth, but could not get the last two inches down. The head pressed against my tonsils as I tried to swallow his sweet dick. I was really loving this!He told me to lick his balls. I had never done that before, but I was so fired-up that I would have done anything he told me to. I let his cock slide out of my mouth and moved down to his hairy balls. I began to lick and suck on his nuts, feeling so submissive and horny. He spread his legs to allow me to see his ass, and asked if there was something else I would like to do. I figured that he wanted me to lick his asshole, and I would have if he had told me to, but he never actually told me.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I went back up to his big, delicious dick, and began sucking it again. He moved back to mine, and we began a true sixty-nine. It was really exciting when he rolled up on top of me, with my mouth under his crotch. I shifted my head to get as much of his meat into my throat as possible, and he began to fuck my face! This was really great, but I couldn't breathe and had to move to get a breath.As we continued sucking each other he started playing with my ass again, and soon he got out of bed to get a condom. He wanted me to fuck his ass and I agreed, but was not overly excited by the idea. I wanted to come with his dick in my mouth!He returned with the rubber and a tube of K.Y. jelly. He rolled the condom down over my hard-on, and put some lubricant on his asshole. Laying on his back with me between his legs, he raised his knees to position my cock at his butt-hole. I tried to put my cock into his ass, but I was getting soft and couldn't. I told him I was sorry, and slid down to begin sucking his cock while I stroked mine back to life. I was on my knees between his legs, playing with myself while I eagerly slid my mouth up and down on his big, hot, tasty dick. God, I loved it! I sucked and sucked, and we both got hotter and hotter. He told me I looked so nasty with his dick in my mouth, and I moaned in heat. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">He was getting closer to orgasm, and so was I. He said that he that was getting close, he was almost there, he was cumming! He was cumming! I just sucked harder and deeper, and stroked my cock faster and faster. I couldn't wait to feel him cum in my mouth!He yelled and thrust his cock as deep into my mouth as it would go. My eager lips worked for his hot load and were not disappointed. My mouth filled with his sperm and the excitement was too much. He was cumming right in my mouth, and I was shooting off all over his bed! My mouth was so full of dick and cum, that all I could do was grunt and moan as I had the greatest orgasm of my life!I should have swallowed it, but I didn't. As the moment faded, I opened my mouth and let his hot sperm run down his beautiful cock to puddle on his belly. His dick slid out of my mouth, and I got out of bed to get dressed. I felt guilty for doing such a nasty thing as this and loving it so. He asked if I was sorry for being there, and I told him that I had enjoyed it.I left without getting his name or phone number, but I know where he lives and want so bad to go visit him again. Next time I'll do anything he wants, as long as he lets me suck his delicious dick and comes in my mouth!END</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-36236522706101809002007-07-30T06:58:00.000-07:002007-07-30T07:20:09.574-07:00Afghan Fuck Mission<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">by Martin Rammsonde (martramm@hotmail.com)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The HMMVW rolled to a stop before a farmhouse north of Kandahar. PFC Chu raised his IR goggles and surveyed </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the scene. The heat sources bloomed and receded as he </span><span style="font-family: arial;">adjusted the image, until three sources stood clear. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">"Sergeant!" he called clearly to the companion seated </span><span style="font-family: arial;">beside him, "three signatures, two engaged!" </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Sgt Willsen chewed his lit cigar. He was a tough </span><span style="font-family: arial;">African-American, an army man since graduating high </span><span style="font-family: arial;">school, and hard to impress. Chu hadn't let him down </span><span style="font-family: arial;">since they'd arrived in theatre. Best fucking IR </span><span style="font-family: arial;">analyst he'd had. He bit the end off his cigar and spat </span><span style="font-family: arial;">a wad of tobacco. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"All male?" he asked. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris Chu viewed the balls of light that illuminated </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his goggle. "Affirmative. Single male in north-west </span><span style="font-family: arial;">corner of compound, two males, uh, plowing ass in the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">south-east corner". The horny asian grabbed his own </span><span style="font-family: arial;">crotch and squeezed as he watched the blurry </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fornicators thrusting in his goggles. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"You sure?" his section commander asked. "three target </span><span style="font-family: arial;">males?" He trusted Chu implicitly, but he would ask all </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the same. Plowing ass was interesting. His cock </span><span style="font-family: arial;">twitched at the thought of watching handsome Afghans </span><span style="font-family: arial;">breeding Afghans. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"IR don't lie," Chris replied, "I can see their fuckin' </span><span style="font-family: arial;">peckers." The lone Afghan was lit up in IR by his </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">sweaty balls. The other two were illuminated where </span><span style="font-family: arial;">one's cock was sliding into the other's tight ass, and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">by the IR signature given off by their jizz-swollen </span><span style="font-family: arial;">balls. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Rufus Willsen reached over and killed the ignition. He </span><span style="font-family: arial;">swung out of his seat, M-16 slung in his arm. "Let's do </span><span style="font-family: arial;">it," he said, spitting out the butt of his cigar. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The two soldiers took up position before the farmhouse </span><span style="font-family: arial;">door, and on the count of three Chris burst through, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">weapon raised. He moved towards the left, to secure the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">southeast corner of the complex. Rufus rushed to the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">right, and before Chris had even navigated the narrow </span><span style="font-family: arial;">corridor to his targets he heard Rufus shout "Down, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">down, get down!" followed by "Secured!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He entered a dimly lit room. In one corner he saw two </span><span style="font-family: arial;">pale bodies, on a rough bed close to the floor, coupled </span><span style="font-family: arial;">in coitus. He pulled the trigger on his M-16 twice, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">firing into the wall well above them, the muzzle </span><span style="font-family: arial;">flashes briefly illuminating the room. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">It was enough to see the two Afghans, one atop the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">other, ass-fucking. One lay face down on the bed, his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">ass pushed up by a pillow under his hips. The other </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sprawled against him, his cock deep inside, almost </span><span style="font-family: arial;">pulling his fuck-pole free before burying it deep. Chu </span><span style="font-family: arial;">shouted in the only Pashto he knew "US Army – you are </span><span style="font-family: arial;">arrested!" </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">As the fuckers disengaged, their faces came into the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">spotlight of Chu's M-16 mounted flashlight. The battle-</span><span style="font-family: arial;">hardened private's jaw dropped – his two captives were </span><span style="font-family: arial;">indistinguishable. The horny fornicators were identical </span><span style="font-family: arial;">twins. His already stiff cock swelled in his combats, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">slipping free from the confines of his briefs. He </span><span style="font-family: arial;">gestured the naked twinks to stand against the wall, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">arms up and legs spread. They were clean shaven with </span><span style="font-family: arial;">short black hair, fit bodies from farm labor, smooth </span><span style="font-family: arial;">except the dense dark hair around their pubes. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">From the next room his sergeant brought the other </span><span style="font-family: arial;">detainee, hands restrained behind his back. The </span><span style="font-family: arial;">prisoner's face, even with its tightly cropped beard, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">was similar enough to the twins to mark him as the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">older brother. He was shirtless, clad only in partoog, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the baggy cotton trousers worn in Afghanistan. Like his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">younger twin brothers his body was fit, but more </span><span style="font-family: arial;">muscular, with a trail of black hair leading from a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">furry patch on his chest down into his pants. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He audibly inhaled in shock as he saw his younger </span><span style="font-family: arial;">brothers standing naked against the wall, their swollen </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cocks jutting away from their body: one twin's cock was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">slick and lubed; the other twin's ass pink from the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">pounding interrupted by the Americans' raid. Their </span><span style="font-family: arial;">bodies were witness to their older brother of what </span><span style="font-family: arial;">they'd been doing with each other. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Willsen pushed the older brother face first against the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">wall beside his brothers. The sergeant had an ID card </span><span style="font-family: arial;">he had found. He peered at it. "Who-came," he said, and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">looked at the man. No response. He grabbed his hair, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and turned his head to look at the card in his hand. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"Who-came?" he repeated, waving the card. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The man understood. "Hukam," he said, pronouncing his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">name.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">Rufus grunted. He slapped the ass of the twin beside </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Hukam to get his attention, and pointed at his brother </span><span style="font-family: arial;">saying, "Hukam," and then pointed at him, with eyebrows </span><span style="font-family: arial;">raised. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"Zmarak," the younger man said. He moved sideways to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">slap the other twin's bare ass. "Hukam. Zmarak," he </span><span style="font-family: arial;">said. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"Kakay," came the response in a low voice. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The two soldiers looked at their captives, squeezing </span><span style="font-family: arial;">their swollen cocks through their combat pants. The two </span><span style="font-family: arial;">twins, Zmarak and Kakay, stood against the wall, their </span><span style="font-family: arial;">arms raised and palms pressed against the cinderblock. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">They were naked, their young cocks still stiff and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">pulsing. Their older brother Hukam stood beside them. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">He stole a look at his younger brothers' cocks, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">relieved that his partoog hid his swelling tool. "Fuck, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">I need to bust my nut," said the older more experienced </span><span style="font-family: arial;">black man. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris licked his finger, and pressed the lubed digit </span><span style="font-family: arial;">against Zmarak's tight hole. With some effort his digit </span><span style="font-family: arial;">slipped in. The Afghan youth moaned as the American </span><span style="font-family: arial;">penetrated his luv-hole. Hukam looked away as the asian </span><span style="font-family: arial;">GI violated his brother, then slyly glanced back. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Zmarak was pushing back, burying Chris's finger deeper, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">rather than recoiling. Hukam's cock bobbed and a drop </span><span style="font-family: arial;">of pre-cum leaked from his cock and wicked into his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cotton pants. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris guided Zmarak towards his twin brother Kakay; the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">young Afghan's swollen fuck-pole pressed briefly </span><span style="font-family: arial;">against Kakay's winking sphincter, before it slipped in </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and was enveloped by his twin's luv-chute. Zmarak, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">encouraged by Chris's hands on his ass, soon found an </span><span style="font-family: arial;">easy rhythm fucking his brother's ass. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Hukam was now rock hard as he watched his smooth </span><span style="font-family: arial;">younger brothers fuck. His cut fuck-pole leaked a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">steady stream of pre-cum that hung like a salty thread </span><span style="font-family: arial;">from his throbbing tool. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris was stripping out of his combats, anticipating </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fucking Pashtun man-ass. His throbbing cock burst out </span><span style="font-family: arial;">of his briefs as he slid them off. His smooth asian </span><span style="font-family: arial;">body was hairless, other than the silky halo of black </span><span style="font-family: arial;">hair that surrounded his cock and balls. His sergeant </span><span style="font-family: arial;">looked approvingly at Chu's muscled physique, the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">result of vigorous training. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The sight of Zmarak's round Afghan ass tightening and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">relaxing as the Pashtun twink pumped his brother's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">love-pussy was by now too much for Chris. He dropped to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his knees and spread Zmarak's cheeks, eagerly tonguing </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the youth's hole as Zmarak bred his twin. Zmarak moaned </span><span style="font-family: arial;">as his fuck-pussy was swabbed and then penetrated by </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the American's tongue. The moans turned Chris on more </span><span style="font-family: arial;">than ever, his cock throbbing at the thought of mating </span><span style="font-family: arial;">with Zmarak's sweet and tasty boy-cunt. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He stood up behind Zmarak, his raging fuck-pole aimed </span><span style="font-family: arial;">at the fucker's manhole. He reached around Zmarak to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">put his hands on his brother Kakay's hips on either </span><span style="font-family: arial;">side, and slowly pulled himself forward, letting </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Zmarak's own hip thrust's impale the Pashtun boy on his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Asian-American ass-splitter. Zmarak moaned, enjoying </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the fuck-chute massage he was getting. Chris had only </span><span style="font-family: arial;">to stand still behind the Afghan fuck-stud to let his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cock be serviced by the youth's tight boy-pussy. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">It was Rufus's turn now with the oldest of the three </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Afghan brothers. Hukam couldn't help himself at the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sight of the three-way fuck-meet beside him, and had </span><span style="font-family: arial;">dropped a hand to stroke his thick meat through his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cotton trousers. Rufus's fat black cock was ready for </span><span style="font-family: arial;">action, and Hukam's virgin ass was virtually quivering </span><span style="font-family: arial;">to be filled. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Rufus put his hands on Hukam's bare muscled shoulders, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and guided him towards the stained bed mat that lay on </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the floor. He pushed him on his back, then slid off the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Afghan's white partoog, leaving him naked, his hard </span><span style="font-family: arial;">dripping cock pressed against his furry belly. The </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sergeant now stripped bare, his engorged black fuck-</span><span style="font-family: arial;">stick springing out of his briefs and wetly slapping </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his stomach. Hukam's cock drooled as he stared at the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">unimagined black meat. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Rufus spread and raised the Pashtun's legs, throwing </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Hukam's legs over his shoulders, and then pressed the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">bulb of his man-meat against Hukam's hungry love-hole. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">He slowly pressed forward until he felt Hukam yield, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and then he buried his long thick cock deep in Afghan </span><span style="font-family: arial;">ass. He started fucking the young man long and deep, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">while both of them stole glances at the horny threesome </span><span style="font-family: arial;">rutting nearby. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Rufus was slick with sweat by the time he felt his cock </span><span style="font-family: arial;">swell in Hukam's ass, and his balls tighten up into </span><span style="font-family: arial;">him, and then he was shooting his black seed deep into </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the Afghan stud. He kept pumping his ass until his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">creamy spooge started pistoning out of the Afghan's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">ass. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Hukam was surprised to actually feel the American's hot </span><span style="font-family: arial;">mans-punk exploding inside him. And then, with Rufus </span><span style="font-family: arial;">still leaning over him, and the spent black cock still </span><span style="font-family: arial;">deep in his ass, with his ankles still draped on the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sergeant's powerful shoulders, he felt his balls draw </span><span style="font-family: arial;">tight, and hot creamy Pashtun man-juice was splattering </span><span style="font-family: arial;">over his chin and chest. He involuntarily made short </span><span style="font-family: arial;">inarticulate sounds with each contraction of his balls. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">He gasped as his climax faded. Without ever touching </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his cock, this black fucker had milked him dry. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Before he slipped out of Hukam's ass, Rufus felt the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">contractions of the orgasming Afghan's fuckring around </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his cock. He leaned forward to lick the hot white </span><span style="font-family: arial;">spooge off Hukam's chin and chest. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Zmarak's cock had been stroking itself in Kakay's tight </span><span style="font-family: arial;">boy-hole with every thrust forward, while his </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">lovebutton in his own fuck-pussy was being massaged on </span><span style="font-family: arial;">every thrust backward by the rigid asian man-pole </span><span style="font-family: arial;">behind him. When he heard his older brother Hukam's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">noisy orgasm, it sent him over the top, and he buried </span><span style="font-family: arial;">himself deep in Kakay's ass to deliver his load. Chris </span><span style="font-family: arial;">felt the boy's cherry lock around his cock, and took </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the cue, vigorously thrusting to stroke Zmarak's g-spot </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and prolong the Afghan's fuck-blast. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">When his nuts had been milked dry, the sweaty twink </span><span style="font-family: arial;">held onto his brother, still deep inside him, as Chris </span><span style="font-family: arial;">continued to hammer him from behind. Chris reached in </span><span style="font-family: arial;">front of Zmarak's spent balls to where the Afghan's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cock split apart his twin's ass, and scooped the creamy </span><span style="font-family: arial;">man-juice leaking from Kakay's luv-hole with his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fingers, then brought it to Zmarak's lips. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The twink eagerly gobbled his own cum from Chris's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fingers, licking them clean. Still fucking the Afgan's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">tight ass, Chris reached again for another wad of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Zmarak's boy-honey, but offered it this time to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Zmarak's horny twin. Kakay, still impaled on his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">brother's softening fuck-stick, sucked ravenously at </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris's fingers, consuming the salty treat his brother </span><span style="font-family: arial;">had deposited up his ass. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris pushed his smooth chest against Zmarak's warm </span><span style="font-family: arial;">back, thrusting hard and deep into his velvety boy-</span><span style="font-family: arial;">cunt. He was going to bust his nut soon. He banged hard </span><span style="font-family: arial;">into the tight fuck-hole twice more, than pulled out </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and grabbed Zmarak by the shoulders and forced him to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his knees. He pushed his cock urgently to the Afghan's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">lips, which parted to accept the thick cock and swallow </span><span style="font-family: arial;">it without question. He grabbed Zmarak's thick black </span><span style="font-family: arial;">hair and slammed his engorged cock down his throat. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Once. Twice. And then he pulled free, and blasted wad </span><span style="font-family: arial;">after wad of Chu-juice onto Zmarak's surprised face. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">His boy-gravy slid down the Afghan's face; Zmarak </span><span style="font-family: arial;">licked what he could from his lips. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Kakay's cock still twitched, unsatiated, and his twin's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">twinkbatter leaked from his well-fucked lovehole. He </span><span style="font-family: arial;">knelt and licked the asian boycream from his brother's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">face. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Rufus grabbed the still-horny Kakay, and threw him on </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the bed mat. He rolled Hukam onto his side, and bent up </span><span style="font-family: arial;">one leg to expose his Afri-bred hole, oozing man milk. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">He roughly guided Kakay's cock to his older brother's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">hole. Kakay excitedly followed, pushing his throbbing </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fuck-rod up Hukam's jizz-lubed boy-cunt. Hukam grunted </span><span style="font-family: arial;">as his ass was vigorously violated by the second cock </span><span style="font-family: arial;">of the night. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Kakay wrapped his arms around his older brother for </span><span style="font-family: arial;">affection as well as for leverage, and aggressively </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fucked his sloppy manhole. With each thrust into his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">brother, his buttocks squeezed out some of Zmarak's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fresh boy-jizz. The previous exertions with Zmarak and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Chris had left him near the edge, and it wasn't long </span><span style="font-family: arial;">before his body spasmed and he bust his nut inside </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Hukam, his cream mixing with Rufus's. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Leaving the three brothers naked and sticky with spunk </span><span style="font-family: arial;">on the bed, Chu and Willsen pulled on their combats, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">their hearts still pounding from the heavy work of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">their man-fucking. They made a cursory search of the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">dwelling, confiscating an ancient pre-WWI Lee-Enfield </span><span style="font-family: arial;">rifle, which they threw in the back of their humvee, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and then they accelerated away, disappearing in a cloud </span><span style="font-family: arial;">of Central Asian dust, the same dust that had stirred </span><span style="font-family: arial;">under the feet of Alexander's Macedonian army more than </span><span style="font-family: arial;">two millennia ago. Like the dust, the people were </span><span style="font-family: arial;">immutable. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">When the foreigners had left, and with Zmarak and Kakay </span><span style="font-family: arial;">exhausted and in a deep fuck-induced slumber, Hukam </span><span style="font-family: arial;">crept to the farmhouse's tiny kitchen, and rolled up </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the rug on the floor. Underneath the rug lay a wooden </span><span style="font-family: arial;">trap door. He pulled up the door and peered into the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">darkness of the deep spiderhole that lay beneath. A </span><span style="font-family: arial;">bearded turbaned head appeared in the shaft of light </span><span style="font-family: arial;">dimly illuminating the base of the ladder that led into </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the squalid hole, and blinked. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Hukam sighed. His tall Arab guest would live another </span><span style="font-family: arial;">day. He dropped the trapdoor with a bang, and kicked </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the rolled carpet back to cover it. His cock was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">getting hard again, and only his twin brothers could </span><span style="font-family: arial;">extinguish the new and burning thoughts that fired his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">mind. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">END</span><br /></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-63503972811002118872007-07-30T06:47:00.000-07:002007-07-30T06:57:31.047-07:00Abe, a Jap Teen Model<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Before we use a boy in a video, we often have to check him out to see if he is indeed what we want to use.</span><span style="font-family: arial;">some of you Have asked about these early stages of seducing a boy. Exactly how do we go about getting them</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> ready? So on this trip; I recorded with my camera the early stages of preparing a boy. This boy's name is Abe</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> and he is fifteen. His name is pronounced Abey accent on the first syllable.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">First, I wined and dined him and he was all impressed that I work with teen models and do theatre etc. when I</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> had him slightly drunk; I invited him up to my room, where my assistant waited. He would stay in the bedroom</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> until the kid was unconscious. We had more drinks and I showed him some models in magazines etc. Then I gave </span><span style="font-family: arial;">him some drugs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">If the boy is shy and doesn't want to partake in drugs, slip a mickey into his drink. Once the boy is really</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">woozy or out, you can strip him bare-assed and get an idea if he is indeed the boy you want. Abe had really</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">fine nipples, I saw at once, nice and large and pouty and I knew I would have lots of fun helping this teen</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">to develop them into real slut tits. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Look at them in the photos, how well formed they are. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">He had a really smooth body with soft as velvet skin </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that I also liked. I got really excited, knowing what a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fun night we were going to have turning this innocent </span><span style="font-family: arial;">boy into a fuck-slut.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I decided to drag him into the bedroom for a better </span><span style="font-family: arial;">look. We blindfolded him because my friend and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">assistant were afraid of being recognized in any </span><span style="font-family: arial;">photos. While I generally don't like blindfolding a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">boy, it added mystery on this occasion, and once my </span><span style="font-family: arial;">friend left, I could remove the blindfold for some nice </span><span style="font-family: arial;">face shots of the kid suffering.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I got the kid onto the bed and had my friend hold him </span><span style="font-family: arial;">so that I could get some good photos of the boy's </span><span style="font-family: arial;">virginal body for you on the mailing list. Please </span><span style="font-family: arial;">excuse my friend's shyness in covering up his face for </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the photo, but concentrate on young Abe instead. Isn't </span><span style="font-family: arial;">it a fine teenage body? Look at the well developed </span><span style="font-family: arial;">dick. It was then that I noticed that the boy had </span><span style="font-family: arial;">really large balls, not only for a fifteen year old, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">but for a boy of any age.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I knew then that I could have hours of fun with those </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cum sacks and that the boy would be in extreme agony. I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">wished I had brought my ping pong paddle along, but I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">was sure I could improvise. With my friend's help, I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">tied the boy to the bed so that I could really get a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">good shot of that fifteen year old fuck-sack.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">You and I know that shots of fifteen year old fuck- </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sacks are not all that common on the internet. My</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">friend and I played with the boy's body a bit, waiting </span><span style="font-family: arial;">for him to come around. When he was coherent enough to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">struggle and cry a bit, I whispered to the boy that I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">was going to fuck his virginal ass and turn it into a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">cunt.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I told him my friend would also fuck his ass. Then we </span><span style="font-family: arial;">would put our dirty dicks in his mouth and he would </span><span style="font-family: arial;">suck our cocks. The boy really freaked out. He gave me </span><span style="font-family: arial;">all that shit about how he was straight and not gay and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">I told him as I always do, that I wasn't interested in </span><span style="font-family: arial;">a little fairy boy. I wanted a nice normal straight boy </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that I could fuck and turn into a cunt!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He threw himself in his bonds and wailed and screamed </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and sobbed and begged, and all the while we stroked his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">beautiful teenage body and just kept telling him we </span><span style="font-family: arial;">were going to turn his ass into a pussy and there was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">nothing he could do. I crawled up onto the bed above </span><span style="font-family: arial;">him so I could rub my leaking dick and balls all over </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his handsome face to freak him out even more. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">I coated his lips with drooling pre fuck, and he gagged </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and choked on the taste. I told him he would be a girl </span><span style="font-family: arial;">after we got through with him, and he could sexually </span><span style="font-family: arial;">service all the boys at his school. I then tied his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">legs back over his chest so we could have a look at </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that pretty virginal boy-asshole that would soon be a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fucked twat.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He looked so dear, lying like that, scared out of his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">mind, all trussed up bare-assed on the bed, waiting for </span><span style="font-family: arial;">our dicks. I decided to see what the teen had in the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">way of the prick department.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">I masturbated him while my buddy played with his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">tits...then I took a photo of my pal jerking on the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">nice thick teen prick. Now it was time to examine the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">young fifteen year old asshole in some detail, and then </span><span style="font-family: arial;">prepare it for its first fuck!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">After auditioning so many boys and young men who want </span><span style="font-family: arial;">to be models and crawl from the darkness of poverty </span><span style="font-family: arial;">into the shining light of stardom, I know when I have </span><span style="font-family: arial;">potential talent in my hands, or on my dick. Abe was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">one such boy. Fifteen and a beautiful virgin.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">True I'd had to drug him and get him drunk to get him </span><span style="font-family: arial;">into my bed, but I was sure ten or fifteen cocks up his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">ass-pussy would whip the boy into shape. Or perhaps we </span><span style="font-family: arial;">would have to actually whip him, or find some other </span><span style="font-family: arial;">games to play with him, but I felt sure he was a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">natural submissive and would break before long.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I am writing this piece to illustrate to you how we </span><span style="font-family: arial;">begin to work with models; before they reach the stage </span><span style="font-family: arial;">where they pose for the stories you see picturized with </span><span style="font-family: arial;">their beauty. It's not easy at first. Oh no, they fight </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and protest quite a bit. Not only from the pain of dick </span><span style="font-family: arial;">in their asses, but from the shameful realization that </span><span style="font-family: arial;">hundreds, maybe thousands of men are going to see them </span><span style="font-family: arial;">bare assed naked. Are going to see disgusting, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">humiliating things done to them.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">This is the horror they fight against. This is what </span><span style="font-family: arial;">they fear will ruin their lives, even more than the</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">pain of a big prick up the ass and in the mouth. Of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">course I help things along by reminding the boy that </span><span style="font-family: arial;">everywhere he goes form this moment on... everyone he </span><span style="font-family: arial;">meets may be someone who has seen him fucked on the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">internet or in films.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I remind the boy of the Japanese baseball player who </span><span style="font-family: arial;">has recently become a star in the US, only to have </span><span style="font-family: arial;">scandal follow him when it was revealed that he was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fucked in several videos when he was a teen. (I'm proud </span><span style="font-family: arial;">to say that this famous player whose name I shall not </span><span style="font-family: arial;">repeat at this time, was one of Ryo's boys... well at </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the time Ryo was only working for the studio, he had </span><span style="font-family: arial;">not taken over as of yet).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Anyway, every Japanese high school boy knows of this </span><span style="font-family: arial;">embarrassing incident and realizes that his own </span><span style="font-family: arial;">shameful acts may someday emerge to ruin his life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">How do I spot talent in a star? Well this boy had </span><span style="font-family: arial;">beautiful natural cocksucker lips. When I first visited </span><span style="font-family: arial;">with him, I just kept imaging my big fat dick going in </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and out of his mouth and those lips sucking on fuck-</span><span style="font-family: arial;">meat.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Next he had a really gorgeous ass, even in jeans. His </span><span style="font-family: arial;">globes looked full, but not at all fatty, hard and</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">smooth and round.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">Third, he seemed naturally submissive. This is the most </span><span style="font-family: arial;">important feature that you must look for. Try to find a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">boy who is shy and a bit of a loner, but who dreams of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">being popular and a celebrity. These dreamers are the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">easiest type to break down.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The biggest surprise with Abe was the sight of those </span><span style="font-family: arial;">delightful tits. His tits are real winners, full and</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">pouty and perfect for some extreme tit torture. It </span><span style="font-family: arial;">wasn't until he was unconscious and I had his shirt off </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that I saw those prize winning tits. And then, I was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">further delighted by his heavy low hanging nut sack, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">very unusual for a fifteen year old.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I started to imagine the fun we could have filming a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">session torturing his ball bag and seeing if we could </span><span style="font-family: arial;">get it to hang down to his knees. And not a hair on his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">young nuts or around his ass-pucker.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">My pal and I got his legs up and spread so I could </span><span style="font-family: arial;">check out his asshole. You know, there are so many </span><span style="font-family: arial;">young models in the underground porno industry today, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that a boy who is already fifteen had better have a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">pretty extraordinary asshole to make it in the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">business.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Its not enough to have a pretty face, the other end had </span><span style="font-family: arial;">better be beautiful as well. Well, I am happy to report </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that Abe has a perfect asshole. Pink and tiny and with </span><span style="font-family: arial;">a corrugated rim and sweet and well, so fuckable. It </span><span style="font-family: arial;">looked so perfect I wondered for a moment if he even </span><span style="font-family: arial;">used it for shitting, so clean and pretty. I couldn't </span><span style="font-family: arial;">wait to start stretching it to grotesque proportions.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Look at the beautiful shot of his ass soon to be cunt. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">He cried a lot when I played with his pucker and told </span><span style="font-family: arial;">him how it was going to get all stretched out of shape </span><span style="font-family: arial;">by the big things we would shove up it. Dicks, and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">bottles, and candles, and broom handles, and sausages, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and dildos, and baseball bats. I shoved a couple of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fingers in and listened to him moan with pain and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">shame.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"If you think that hurts baby, imagine how a baseball </span><span style="font-family: arial;">bat will feel shoved fourteen inches up your hole." I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">told him to be happy because his extreme pain would </span><span style="font-family: arial;">please me and many other men as well. I told him to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">think of the joy he was going to bring to others. And </span><span style="font-family: arial;">then I fucked him.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">And then my friend fucked him as I cleaned my dick off </span><span style="font-family: arial;">on Abe's face and gave him his first taste of cock. I </span><span style="font-family: arial;">won't write much about his screams of pain and his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">begging and drooling, and sobbing and crying. You've </span><span style="font-family: arial;">all been there and see all of that. It was a lot of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">fun, to say the least.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I wanted to insert a little moral lesson into the fun, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">so I told Abe, "You see what happens when you get drunk </span><span style="font-family: arial;">at fifteen, you end up getting fucked in the ass and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">turned into a cunt."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Boys are so unique in that when you break down their </span><span style="font-family: arial;">newly formed manhood, they become like little children </span><span style="font-family: arial;">again. He actually cried for his mommy while I was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">dicking him for the second time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The second time I didn't go easy on him. I rammed that </span><span style="font-family: arial;">prick as deep as I could so my balls were slapping </span><span style="font-family: arial;">against his thighs and then I grinded my hips around to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">reach every part of his inner rectum and intestines and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">turn it all into hot, moist twat. I fucked him so hard, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his young body was bouncing on the bed like a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">basketball.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">You should have heard the miserable grunting that </span><span style="font-family: arial;">slowly replaced the sobs and cries. He was grunting </span><span style="font-family: arial;">like a stuck pig. I pulled out to shoot my load over </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his face, but he looked so sexy and hot in his tortured </span><span style="font-family: arial;">state, that I lost control, which is very unlike me and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">a testament to the boy's sexuality. I never made it to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">his face, but shot my load all over his tummy and hip </span><span style="font-family: arial;">and the bed next to him. My sarcastic pal snapped a </span><span style="font-family: arial;">photo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I hate to waste good baby batter, so I scooped it up </span><span style="font-family: arial;">into my fingers and fed it to Abe. He tried to turn his </span><span style="font-family: arial;">pretty face away, but I held it in one hand and fed him </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the cock-snot with the other. "Here we go baby, time </span><span style="font-family: arial;">for dinner. How about some nice dick spooge. You'll be </span><span style="font-family: arial;">eating this every day from now on."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">My pal fucked him again, and the boy's asshole was now </span><span style="font-family: arial;">nice and loose and the ass lips were swollen and raw, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">so we allowed the boy to rest on the bed for a while, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">while we telephoned ten of our friends to come over to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">continue the kid's education.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I love it when a boy thinks he cannot possibly take </span><span style="font-family: arial;">even one cock and the way he squeals and grunts with </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the dick in him, and how he prays it will soon end, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">only to find that there is another dick waiting to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">continue the torture. When I told Abe that there were </span><span style="font-family: arial;">ten more dicks to look forward to, he sobbed that it </span><span style="font-family: arial;">would kill him...that he couldn't take any more.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">"We'll just have to wait and see," I said.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Well, he did survive...ten more pricks in his mouth and </span><span style="font-family: arial;">ass. And then we pissed on him and did all kinds of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">other nasty things. When he let him go, we told him </span><span style="font-family: arial;">that he had to be available anytime night or day that </span><span style="font-family: arial;">we might call. He was not to date girls or go out with </span><span style="font-family: arial;">friends.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He was to come right home from school each day and wait </span><span style="font-family: arial;">for our call. He would be getting fucked at least three </span><span style="font-family: arial;">times a week until further notice. And if he resisted </span><span style="font-family: arial;">at all, or told anyone, or didn't show up when we </span><span style="font-family: arial;">called, we would have to pay a visit to his dear sweet </span><span style="font-family: arial;">old mum and she would not enjoy what would happen to </span><span style="font-family: arial;">her.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Of course, I couldn't stay for further visits with Abe, </span><span style="font-family: arial;">I had to move on to new teen flesh, and I had little </span><span style="font-family: arial;">time on this trip. But I am going back for two weeks </span><span style="font-family: arial;">soon, partly just to check up on our boy and see how he </span><span style="font-family: arial;">is doing. I want to introduce him to animals and some </span><span style="font-family: arial;">other games.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-67895370583119836052007-07-28T10:34:00.001-07:002007-07-28T10:34:53.527-07:00Gary and John Story<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> Chapter One.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">If I thought I'd given Garry a shock when I told him that we were to leave Dover, I had an even bigger one given to me a couple of weeks later when I got to work one morning. Garry and I had spent the weekend camping near Exeter, trying to find somewhere to live. We'd come up with a couple of places that were worth a second look, and had more or less agreed to go down again the following weekend, stay in a hotel this time and check them out.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">On Monday, I was called into the boss's office. There was a cup of coffee waiting for me on his desk, which told me firstly that I wasn't in trouble, and secondly that whatever he had to tell me was important. He wasn't the sort of man to beat about the bush very much and started off by telling me that he had had second thoughts about the job in Exeter. My heart sank at this disastrous news not least because I knew how badly Garry would take it, but before I could say anything, he hurried on.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"There's a vacancy arisen in our office in Cairo. That's Cairo, Egypt," he smiled. "The guy who was the Deputy Manager there has left, and I need a replacement urgently and I'd like you to go out there." He went on to explain that I could still have the job in Exeter if I wanted, that offer hadn't been withdrawn, but he thought I would like to see a bit of the world. When I reminded him of Garry, he nodded and said that he'd forgotten about him, but that shouldn't be a problem as the company owned a flat and I was welcome to use it, with or without family, he grinned.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The only immediate difficulty was that he needed an answer as soon as possible, preferably today. After giving the matter some thought, I told him that I would like the job very much, but I had to check it out with Garry first.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Having agreed that I could take the rest of the day off to see Garry and explain things, I sent a text message, asking him to meet me at the school gates at lunchtime. And, remembering how upset he was the last time I gave him a surprise, sent a second one telling him that it was good news and not bad!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">When I collected him, he was firstly surprised and secondly, despite my second text, worried. I sat him in the car and pulled away from the school.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"I've been offered another job," I started. "But this one is a bit further away than Exeter."</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"Where?" he asked, "And with the same firm?"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"Yes, the same company and the job is in Egypt. Cairo. They want me to go out there as Deputy Manager, as soon as possible."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He thought about it for a moment; I could see he was unsettled and had something on his mind. He sat, biting his lower lip and staring out of the window. It suddenly hit me what was worrying him. I was being stupid again, I'd missed out the most important bit. "You will be coming, of course. If you want to that is. If you don't want to go, the other job is still there." He visibly relaxed and turned to look at me. I think he was about to say something, but changed his mind and instead asked me what I wanted to do.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"I'd like for us both to go to Egypt, I think it'll be good fun. But if you don't want to, then we'll stay here."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He gave me one of his special smiles and unclenched his hands. "Can we go? It'll be fantastic, much better than Exeter anytime."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"But you've never lived in Exeter," I said, grinning.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">"No, but Egypt's gotta be better, hasn't it!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I couldn't argue with that, so I turned the car round and headed back towards school. "Aww, come on, you aren't going to make me go back to school now are you?" he said.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">He had a point. I know that I'd have difficulty settling down to do any work under these circumstances, especially if I was Garry's age. I pulled a face at him, and agreed that we could give school a miss for once. Instead we went back to my office where I introduced Garry to the people that worked there before going in to see the boss. He and Garry had met once or twice before, usually at company social functions, but they'd never actually spoken very much. I was impressed by the way Garry carried himself, given that the meeting was so unexpected. Wechatted for a while before I confirmed that I would take the post up if it was still on offer, provided that the accommodation was taken care of, and Garry could accompany me. This was quickly agreed to, and to sort of celebrate I took the rest of the afternoon off to go out with Garry.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I don't think the reality of the rapid change in circumstances really hit us until we walked out of the office onto the street when Garry and I looked at each other in disbelief. "Did we just agree to go to live in Egypt?" I said, looking at my nephew. "Err, yes I think we did." he grinned.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">We laughed almost insanely at each other and headed off into town to get something to eat.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Continued.....</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-9853171548996207972007-07-26T10:26:00.000-07:002007-07-26T10:33:27.919-07:00Boy Seeds Fulfilled<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The boy returned to his vision place of stone: a cold dark cave that stretched out to the river like a hand of bone. Hope was in his heart. This was where the three look-alike youths had embraced him with love, lust and wisdom from inside himself. He felt ready now to seek for a man's love.<br /><br /> Father Sun was hidden behind the clouds. Not yet risen in His sky was old Grandfather Moon who had witnessed the youth's first release of boy seeds. A warrior in camp had embraced him proudly for that accomplishment but he wasn't a man who desired a boy. He only lusted for his squaws. In pain, the youth had to turn away from him so that his heart could be openfor another. A man who could give him love from his body as well as from his heart.<br /><br /> The boy stood against cold dark stone all morning to wait for him.<br /><br /> There came a dipping sound from the river. The boy tried peering through the thick fog to see what it was when he spied the ghostly shape that became a canoe; a young man inside. His long black hair was braided over his chest. Long willow arms rested over his dark folded legs. He smiled. The boy went to the edge of his cave to give a friendly wave. In his heart burned the hope for love.<br /><br /> Yet it seemed not to be. The boy watched the long canoe with its man slipping by him over the slow moving river; a really handsome man. Urgency tugged at the youth's heart. He would have to catch him!<br /><br /> With a soft splash, the boy dived into the river. Its cold spirit sucked warmth from his small body. Breaths held. Above him he swam towards the dark shape on the water. When he surfaced, the man smiled again. His strong hand lifted the dripping youth into his canoe.<br /><br /> Nothing spoken could pass between them in understanding so hand gestures were made. The brave asked why he had come. The youth's earlier boldness now turned to reluctance. How could he ask the man if he was the one to love him?<br /><br /> The canoe was turned towards the bank by the brave's slow movement of his wooden paddle. It dipped into the water like a thirsty bird. A mesmerizing rhythm. The boy faced the man with a shy grin and his keen eyes studied him. Strength shown from the man's arms as he maneuvered his canoe. His breast flexed with power. In the man's breechclout, his male bulge caught the boy's eye. It caused a swift lifting of the youth's pole for the man to spy on.<br /><br /> The brave lowered his wooden paddle into the canoe. He smiled at the youth for his proud male display: a hard pole standing against his belly. The man wasn't surprised when the boy began pulling on it. A common male rite. He seemed of age to spill boy seeds from it.<br /><br /> The man nodded with understanding. He remembered in his youth the need to pleasure his growing body that led to spilling his own boy seeds just like this youth was trying. Yet more than simple thrills burned in this boy's eyes; some kind of wanting: for him?<br /><br /> The brave felt his manly excitement for the naked boy sitting in his canoe. A really cute youth from a tribe not of his People. He had desired to have a son but to get one, he'd have to lay with a squaw. His loins felt no lust for one. That shameful realization had kept him away from his tribe. He was in search of the reason why.<br /><br /> Within the man's breechclout came an answer. His loins were hard not for a woman but for this young boy. Shame was cast aside to accept the truth of it. When the youth gestured for him to reveal his hidden excitement, the brave felt like the ground-bound chick that had finally grown wings to fly away.<br /><br /> Without shame, the young man lifted the front cloth to his breechclout. What had lain inside it made the boy grin. He saw that the brave's display matched his but with greater power. His slim hand began playing over it to join into the boy's lusty game.<br /><br /> The youth wanted something more. His hand dropped away from his aching flesh so that he could express the aching from his heart. He held the man's knees, their bodies whispering over the water. A great longing filled the boy's eyes. He wondered if the man would see it.<br /><br /> When the long willow arms reached out for him, the youth sprang into the man's lap. It became a wonderful hug of warmth and bodily love. They embraced beyond the love of father for his son. So easily their differing sizes fitted to complete each other. They made love.<br /><br /> The ghostly shape of a canoe drifted down the river unguided. No soft dipping. The man had his arms full of boy. Kisses were given him and between them their hard poles danced to a lusty beat. The boy kept his body close to the brave's male power that pleasured him beyond knowledge and hope. His finger erection pressed against the man's fleshy spear with building thrills. In the youth's heart, he heard singing that spoke to him about this nice man: love, Love, LOVE HIM!<br /><br /> The young brave heard that same song in his heart. He kept the youth's small body close to his breast and made sweet love to him. Kisses went to the boy's hair. His manly cock rubbed against the stiff boy pole in a proud show of male pleasuring. Their differing bodies were trying hard to<br /> become one.<br /><br /> In a thunderous climax, both loins flowed between trembling bellies. The sweet joy from their union bound the boy to his man. He had at last found love. Boy seeds were fulfilled.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-33668582143614367712007-07-23T23:44:00.000-07:002007-07-23T23:46:22.544-07:00The Orgy Room<div style="text-align: justify;">It's almost 11PM, and the room is pitch black. I can't see my hand in front of my face. And it's amazingly quiet in here . . . except for periodic moans and groans that grow in intensity, as someone in the room approaches a climax. For the first time in my life, I'm in the orgy room of a gay bathhouse.<br /><br />I've been here for about ten minutes now, and one thing I've learned for sure . . . the room is full of swinging cocks. It is wall to wall hard dick in here. Yet there's almost no conversation going on. This is apparently a place where horny guys get down to the basics of raw, animal, man to man sex. With no preliminaries.<br /><br />I'm feeling my way around the room, trying to get my bearings. Some dude behind me is groping me as I move, but I try to ignore him. It's all too much too soon for me. Apparently the only furniture is a huge round bed in the middle of the room. As I ease around the bed I feel a tangle of hairy arms and legs and dicks and balls, in a bewildering array of positions and activities.<br /><br />And now that I'm close to the bed, I hear the unmistakable sounds of hot gay male sex. The soft slurping sounds of cocks thrusting in and out of mouths. And the soft grunts and groans of some lucky dude taking an extra big dick up his ass.<br /><br />I feel dizzy. This is hormone overload for me, and I guess I'm not ready for it yet. I manage to find a tiny piece of the bed that's unoccupied, and I gratefully sit down on it. But within seconds I feel a pair of hands on my shoulders. Someone is apparently standing directly in front of me, but I can't see a thing because of the total darkness. Then, in rapid succession, I feel a hairy crotch being pushed into my face, and a big dickhead oozing precum being rubbed against my lips.<br /><br />The guy who belongs to the dick leans down and whispers in my ear, a husky, hoarse whisper, "How about smoking on this for a while, buddy?!"<br /><br />I'm about to say, "Back off, man!" But then I rub my hands from his groin up across muscular abs and pecs, and then back to his groin again. I wrap my hand around his cock, and that really gets my attention. He has one of those heavy, pumped up dicks that feels like it's just bursting with cum.<br /><br />I know I'm a piece of meat to this dude, but I'm totally turned on by his awesome bod and his pumped up rod. "Smoke on it, huh?", I whisper in reply. "Sure, I'll smoke on your dick, you cocky bastard." Since it's so dark in here, he doesn't know I'm grinning from ear to ear.<br /><br />Without another word, he takes my hand and leads me to a corner of the room. It's slow going, because there are a lot of hard, naked men between us and the corner. Once we're there, I feel him turn to face me. He puts his hands on my shoulders again and pushes me down. I go with the flow and find myself on my knees, with his leaking dickhead back on my lips. This time I open my mouth and take him in, and he lets out a deep groan.<br /><br />My tongue starts working on the underside of his cockhead. I can tell I'm doing it right, even if I am inexperienced. He's got both of his hands cupped behind my head, and he's pumping his hips back and forth. He's fucking my face with slow, shallow strokes, so that my tongue never leaves the head of his dick.<br /><br />And I can tell he's really starting to get horned up now. His strokes are still slow and gentle, but he's starting to plow into me a little deeper with each thrust. And somewhere between my conscious and subconscious mind it registers with me that I'm giving this dude a blow job! That's a first for me. My few previous experiences were all reciprocal.<br /><br />I guess I always thought that giving a blow job would be demeaning. But instead it's exhilarating! I know I'm just servicing this guy. He's just using me to get his rocks off. But he's got such a gentle touch – it excites me to be able to help him shoot his load.<br /><br />I've been concentrating totally on his luscious dick up until now. Then it dawns on me that all this time I've been holding onto a really great, firm, muscular ass. I rub my hand over it and feel him shudder. I rub my finger over his hairy ass crack and he groans. I burrow a finger farther in - searching for his asshole and I feel him jump. I'm starting to think that this dude might be as inexperienced as I am. Then he puts his hands down on my shoulders again and massages them, as if to say it's okay to continue.<br /><br />So I go on probing - and there it is. His asshole is moist from sweat - and tight. I stroke it and massage it and rub it. I love the way it feels. It's so smooth and velvety compared to all the coarse hairs surrounding it. And then my finger gently pushes into his asshole – all the way in. And he is moaning continuously now. I am so turned on by his asshole, if I didn't have a mouthful of dick I know I would rim him now. And that would be another first for me.<br /><br />He slows his thrusts now, and then stops with just his cock head still in my mouth. He's panting hard. I know he's close and doesn't want to cum yet. So I pull my finger out of his asshole, and grab hold of his hairy thighs with both hands. He puts a hand on each of my cheeks, so that he is holding my head in his hands. And then we both remain perfectly still.<br /><br />And somehow I find this quiet interlude tremendously erotic. Neither of us wants him to cum yet. Both of us want him to continue his slow gentle strokes in my mouth. So we are being totally still - to bring him back from the brink - so we can prolong our sexual intimacy.<br /><br />Then, after several minutes, he begins anew. With his cock head in my mouth, he gently pulls my head toward his crotch. And his dick glides slowly into my mouth, while his body remains motionless. He continues pulling my head toward him until my face is pressing hard against his hairy crotch, and his cock is down my throat. Then he gives one or two gentle thrusts with his hips, just to be sure that I know that he's all the way in. To complete the cycle, he slowly pushes my head back away from his crotch, and his dick slides out of my throat.<br /><br />His only motion is the movement of his hands as he directs my head into his crotch and then back out again - along with the gentle hip thrust when his dick is all the way down my throat. He is an expert at giving long, leisurely thrusts. All of his movements are fluid and graceful. Over and over I feel the sensuous slow passage of his cock into my mouth and down my throat. His moans are continuous again. And just knowing that I am responsible for giving this man so much sexual pleasure is a real turn-on for me. I'm on my knees before him, to do his bidding. I want him to use my body so he can experience the exquisite moments of orgasm.<br /><br />Then I have the weirdest sensation. It's just that everything about the two of us together seems so right. Our movements seem like those of two long time lovers slow dancing together - moving as one without missing a beat.<br /><br />But then our rhythm is broken as he drops to his knees facing me. He embraces me and kisses me softly on the lips. His kisses are as gentle as his strokes, and his lips linger on mine as he runs his tongue lightly across my lips.<br /><br />Whoa! What's going on here? A moment ago I was giving a slow and gentle blow job to a very appreciative bloke. And now we're involved in a love-fest! Don't get me wrong - I'm not complaining - just very surprised.<br /><br />We roll over onto the carpet so that we are lying side by side facing each other. I press up hard against him - I just can't get enough of him. Then in a flash he reverses himself, so that we are lying in the classic 69 position. His hairy balls have a heady, musky aroma. I lick the underside of them, where they are joined to his groin, and I hear another groan. Then I burrow my nose into his hairy crotch and inhale the raunchy, beautiful, masculine aroma of fresh male sweat.<br /><br />Our minds are working as one now. As I take his throbbing dick down my throat, my cock glides slowly into his mouth. Even though I'm a thick seven inches, he takes me to the hilt. And I know I have all of him when I feel my nose pressing up against his balls.<br /><br />And that's the beginning of an awesome half hour of oral sex. Moving our hips and our heads, we fuck each other slow and gentle, then fast and hard, and then back to slow and gentle again. We seem somehow to be in perfect sync. Everything seems to fit. I wish it could go on forever.<br /><br />I know he prefers long, slow and gentle strokes, so I'm giving him those exclusively now. My dick slides in and out of his mouth with a wondrous, slow, rhythmic cadence. And his cock maintains that same cadence in my mouth.<br /><br />I know I'm getting close now, so I pull my cock part way out of his mouth, so that he can focus all of his attention on my dick head. It's had so much stimulation that it's now super-sensitive to his touch. He wraps his tongue around it, sucking and licking and then sucking some more.<br /><br />And that pushes me over the brink. My cock goes granite hard. The cum churns in my balls, rushes up my thick cum tube and explodes in his mouth. I hear both of us moan as the first spurt blasts the back of his throat. And then there are several more - they coat his mouth and throat with my hot jizz. When my spurts subside he licks the head of my dick, slowly and sensually, to get the last of the cum that is still oozing from me. Bells and whistles go off in my head, and I marvel at the ability of this stranger to bring me such ecstasy.<br /><br />Feeling the flood of my cum in his mouth pushes him over the edge too. He sends five or six heavy shots of white hot jizz into me. I hold it in my mouth and swallow it slowly - savoring it. And once again I'm amazed that this act of intimacy effects me in such a profound way. I feel at peace<br />with the world.<br /><br />Barely moving, we hold one another tightly as we lick up the last drops of cum. Then he swings around again and lies gently on top of me. We kiss tenderly as we lie clinging to one another for several minutes – totally oblivious to the moans and groans of others in the room.<br /><br />Then, with a final kiss he is up and moving toward the door. I'm surprised by his sudden departure, and I follow him out a few seconds later. I look down the hall but there is no one in sight.<br /><br />I stumble into an empty room, lock the door and crash on the bed. I replay the past hour in my mind. Everything seemed so right between us, and then he vanishes without a trace. But I know I shouldn't really be surprised. I have always heard that bathhouse sex is anonymous sex. I toss and turn before finally conking out around 5AM.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I wake up around 2PM that afternoon, thinking about Kevin. Gorgeous Kevin, who has always been my closest friend. Kevin and I are kindred spirits - soul mates. Kevin is my guardian angel and my father confessor. He's always there for me when things are bleak, with a big shoulder for me to cry on.<br /><br />Kevin is the light of my life. I can not imagine life without him. He completes me. He is a part of me. If he wasn't straight, he and I would almost certainly be lovers. Kevin is my nineteen year old brother – my identical twin brother.<br /><br />Our intense closeness developed in early adolescence. That's when we became inseparable. People stopped mentioning our names alone. It was never just `Kevin' anymore. It was never just `Marky' anymore. From then on it was always `Kevin and Marky'. We never went through that stage that so many identical twins go through - when they yearn for a totally separate identity of their own. Our identities are inextricably linked, and we wouldn't have it any other way.<br /><br />What we have is so much more than brotherly love. It verges on romantic love. We go on long walks on the beach together - just the two of us. If the beach is deserted, we hold hands. On those occasions - when he reaches over and takes my hand - I feel as though we are the only two people in the world.<br /><br />Beginning about four months ago, every Wednesday we go out to dinner at a gay restaurant in West Hollywood. Just the two of us. It's a romantic, candle lit spot, and we always get a booth. He sits beside me in the booth, and he holds my hand or puts his hand on my thigh while we eat. And yeah, I know that's not typical behavior between brothers. But then, we're not typical.<br /><br />A friend once told me that I am always standing in Kevin's shadow. And there's some truth in that. Kevin is outgoing and gregarious, and I guess I'm slightly on the introverted side. Kevin revels in the spotlight, and I'm happy to let him have it. When we're in social situations, Kevin makes a conscious effort to stay physically close to me, to be sure that I'm included in everything. He's always thinking of me in ways like that.<br /><br />When friends want to tease us, they tell us we are so close we must be joined at the hip. I feel like telling them that I would love to be joined to Kevin - but not at the hip. That's right. Even though I have a brotherly love and a romantic love for Kevin, I also love him in another way. It's a raunchy, lustful kind of love. It's the kind of love that makes me want to suck him off and rim him and fuck him and . . . but that's the love that remains unspoken.<br /><br />I guess most people think of Kevin as my big brother, even though we are physically identical. In fact, if we stand together without moving or speaking, even our best friends can't tell us apart. So to describe Kevin physically is to describe me physically. Kevin says that we are six foot one and 180 pounds of athletic grace and muscle. I know he says it tongue in cheek, but it still embarrasses me to hear us described like that. Even if it is pretty accurate. Golden blond hair covers much of our bodies, but our abs and our pecs are smooth.<br /><br />Our powerful bodies and our muscular arms and legs are mainly the result of a happy convergence of great genes from our mother and our father. Our Kennedy High School senior year book called us a `matched pair of blond, blue eyed hunks'. Yeah, well . . . I think the editor of the year book had a crush on Kevin that semester.<br /><br />And oh yeah, there's one way that Kevin and I are physically different. My big feet are a size larger than his. And you probably know what they say about dudes with big feet. Anyway, we checked it out one day about two months ago when we were horsing around. And we both hang seven thick inches. "Wow," Kevin said with a grin, "that's a relief. Junior would have felt awful if he hadn't measured up." That was the first time I had ever heard him refer to his dick as `Junior', and I laughed out loud. Somehow there was something very erotic about Kevin giving his cock a name. Since then, I notice that Kevin manages to work 'Junior' into the conversation a lot, but only when the two of us are alone. Hmm.<br /><br />There's something between Kevin and me that we call our `twin ESP'. We not only finish each others sentences, sometimes we finish each others unspoken thoughts. I've never totally believed in extra sensory perception, but what we have is as close to that as you can possibly get. It's almost like mental telepathy. Sometimes Kevin can look at me and see thoughts that are in my subconscious mind. And sometimes I can do the same with him. I know it sounds nuts. But it happens. A lot. After all, we are both from the same egg that was fertilized by the same sperm.<br /><br />Take just one ESP example. I realized I was gay when I was thirteen. But I kept it to myself, totally. No one knew! Then one day about a year later, Kev and I are alone in the house, and I just blurt it out. "Kev, I'm gay." Then I shoot him a sideways glance to check out his reaction. And there's a big smile on his face.<br /><br />"Come here, Marky." I trudge over to him, and he holds out his arms and gives me a big hug. "I've known you're gay for about a year now. And it's cool. I've just been waiting for you to tell me, Marky. And don't ask me how I knew. It's just our `twin ESP' thing."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The `matched pair of blond, blue eyed hunks' from Kennedy High were accepted into UCLA as freshmen last fall. We share a small two bedroom apartment just off campus. And so far we are weathering the academic storms okay.<br /><br />It's about 3PM now, on a hot spring day in Los Angeles. I'm still reveling in my exciting experience in the orgy room last night, as I head back to our apartment near UCLA. I always describe my sexual experiences to Kevin - in great detail. And he's cool with that. Sometimes I think maybe they even turn him on a little bit. But that's probably just wishful thinking.<br /><br />My `twin ESP' tells me that he will be at the apartment. I don't know what he did last night. He left the apartment around 10PM, saying he would be back in a couple of hours. That left me at loose ends. I didn`t feel like staying at home alone, and the orgy room beckoned, so . . .<br /><br />I walk into the apartment and Kevin is sitting at one end of the sofa with a beer in his hand. His skimpy shorts are all that keeps him from being totally naked. As often as I've seen him like that, it still turns me on. I feel a big jolt in my groin.<br /><br />I take two or three steps into the room, and stop cold. Whoa! Something is out of whack here. But . . . I shake it off. "Hey, Kev! You okay, buddy? Something bothering you?"<br /><br />"Hey, Marky! I'm just meditating. Just lost in thought."<br /><br />"Let me bring you back to the here and now, Kev. Cause I've got a wild sex story to tell you!" I'm looking at Kevin intently now. Something is way out of kilter here, but I can't define it.<br /><br />I walk into my bedroom, strip, and slip into a pair of shorts. I've done it unconsciously, but now I'm dressed just like Kevin. I walk into the kitchen, get a couple of cold beers out of the fridge, toss one to Kevin, and sit down on the other end of the sofa. Kevin stretches out on the sofa and puts his bare feet in my lap. And there's that jolt in my groin again. I'll swear, I'm hard about half the time I'm around him, but he never seems<br />to notice it.<br /><br />"This story has a lot of hot action, buddy. So be prepared." And with that I begin my story. But I don't get very far. I'm just starting to tell him about the dude hitting on me while I was sitting on that big round bed in the orgy room. "He puts both hands on my shoulders . . . " I say, and Kevin holds up his hand to stop me. His face is ashen.<br /><br />He gives me a long hard look, and there's so much emotion in his face, for a moment I think he's going to cry. Then he says to me, "And the guy leans over and whispers in your ear, "How about smoking on this for a while, buddy?!"<br /><br />And now everything is moving in slow motion. We're in a surreal world that somehow bears no resemblance to reality. We look at each other, and speak in unison, as though it is scripted and rehearsed.<br /><br />"Oh . . . my . . . God . . . That was YOU in the orgy room last night!"<br /><br />Then we stare at one another as we try to assimilate the events of last night into our relationship. How does an hour of lusty, hot, raunchy sex fit into a lifelong platonic relationship? Neither of us knows the answer to that. But we both know our relationship will never be the same again.<br /><br />Kevin has slipped off the sofa now, and is sitting on the carpet, with his back resting against the sofa base. I move over beside him and put my arm around his shoulder. He leans into me and I can hear him groaning. "What's happening to us, Marky?" he whispers.<br /><br />"I'm not sure, Kev." My voice is filled with emotion. "But I think that, after nineteen years, maybe we just found each other."<br /><br />Kevin turns to face me, and there are tears rolling down his cheeks. We are both overwhelmed with emotion. And now I'm crying too, like I haven't cried since I was five years old. All of the emotions that have been building up in me for too many years are bubbling over now. Big salty tears are streaming down my cheeks. We are stretched out on the floor now, with our arms wrapped around each other. Sobbing.<br /><br />And now Kevin is kissing me tenderly through our tears. He softly rubs his lips against mine, and then slowly runs his tongue across my lips. For an instant I imagine that I am back with him in the orgy room, and he is slowly running his leaking cock head across my lips. It is all so gentle. And it is all so fucking hot!<br /><br />When we are finally all cried out, I grin at Kevin and say, "So help me, man, I'm going to slug you if you say something awful like, `God was I drunk last night`!"<br /><br />He grins in spite of himself, and then flashes me his tough guy, macho look and snarls, "Hey, man! You've been kissing me! It's ME who should be slugging YOU!" He makes a valiant effort, but he can't keep a straight face. We look at each other for a long moment, and then we both burst out laughing. And we're off again. Now we can't stop laughing. So we just give in to it. We just let it run its course, while we cling to each other on the floor.<br /><br />It's a few minutes later now. We finally have ourselves more or less under control. Kevin is sitting on the sofa again, and I'm stretched out on it with my head in his lap.<br /><br />"When I walked into that orgy room, Marky, I was in total confusion about my sexual identity. Up until about six months ago, I was never strongly attracted to anyone sexually. I was convinced that I was just under-sexed. And then the two of us moved in here, and the environment was so totally different from living at home with mom and dad. I'll never forget that day shortly after we moved in. You had just finished your shower and were walking down the hall buck naked, and I turned the corner into the hall and almost ran over you. There was a tangle of arms and legs, and suddenly we were both on the floor in a heap. And my face was pressed hard against your naked crotch! And it was like I had been struck by a bolt of lightning, Marky. Bingo! Instant hardon!<br /><br />Kevin continues, "Whoa! I'm a straight guy, and straight guys aren't supposed to react like that! I wasn't creeped out or anything – just surprised. Then, as the months wore on, you looked better and better to me every day, Marky. I would catch myself having fantasies about having sex with you, babe. And in the past month or so those fantasies became very graphic. They included everything that the two of us did last night – and more!"<br /><br />"Finally last night, Marky, I felt like I was in sexual meltdown. I had never had a man to man sexual experience before, and I just told myself the time had come. And I couldn't possibly have made you a part of that experiment, Marky. What if we had tried having gay sex together, and I had been turned off by it? You would understandably have felt totally rejected. And it just might have destroyed the beautiful relationship we've been building together for so many years."<br /><br />"I had heard you mention that pitch black orgy room, Marky, and that seemed like the ideal solution. I wanted totally anonymous gay sex so that I could gauge my reaction to it. And I split so suddenly after the sex was over because of that very reason - I wanted it to be anonymous."<br /><br />"I honest to God did not know that was you in the orgy room last night, Marky. I don't have to tell you how dark it is in there. And we didn't exchange more than a couple of dozen words with each other - and that was all whispered. As you probably know, it`s almost impossible to recognize a person`s voice from a whisper."<br /><br />"I have an opinion as to what was going on, though. Marky. I think our `twin ESP' led us both there last night, babe. Other people might call it other things. Like `Kismet' maybe. But to me, it was our 'twin ESP' that brought us together. And during that entire hour in the orgy room, I kept marveling at how in sync we seemed to be. That was my ESP trying to tell me it was you."<br /><br />"I had that same sensation, Kevin," I respond. "Last night I was thinking that we were like two long time lovers slow dancing together – never missing a beat!"<br /><br />I ponder all of this for a moment. Then I flash Kevin a sly grin and say,<br />"You went there last night to gauge your reaction to gay sex. How did we do together? I mean the raunchy, in your face, man to man sex. Were we okay?"<br /><br />"Okay?" Kevin growls. "My God, Marky, the sex with you was fucking incredible! I had no idea you could make me feel so hot! You have the ability to create feelings in me that I never knew existed!"<br /><br />Kevin's beautiful words of praise leave me speechless, and warm all over. I think it`s time now to relieve some of the intensity of the past half hour, so I say, "Hey, Kevin, I've been wanting to get you in the shower with me for the past five years, dude. So let's do it, man!" I grab him by the hand and lead him into the bathroom. I get down on my knees and pull his shorts down to his ankles. And Junior springs to attention, up close and personal. I admire him in all his glory - that heavy, pumped up dick that looks like it's just bursting with cum. I kiss Junior on the head and then jump to my feet. "Focus! Into the shower."<br /><br />We are both ramrod stiff, and it takes a while before we can concentrate on showering. I soap up Kevin's ass and asshole with special care. And of course Kev picks up on that right away. His tough guy, macho look is back. "Hey, man! What's with you back there! Are you getting fresh or something!" And once again he can't hold his frown. He looses it, and bursts out laughing again.<br /><br /><br /><br />We're in Kevin's bedroom now. Lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling. A towel is thrown carelessly over our naked bodies. Kevin is the first to speak.<br /><br />"Remember a little while ago, babe. You were thinking about how often you've been hard in the past few months - whenever I'm around. And you thought I wasn't aware of it. Well, believe me, Marky, I was aware! I didn't do anything about it because I had to get through all this in my own time and in my own way. But there were a lot of times I came so close to grabbing you and carrying you off to my lair! I wanted to rape and ravage you, Marky!"<br /><br />"Damn! I sure wish you had!" I respond quickly, with a grin. "But it's okay with me if you want to do it now!"<br /><br />Kevin grins back and reaches over and slugs me playfully on the upper arm. He hasn't done that since we were in Junior High School. And I somehow find it very endearing.<br /><br />We grow quiet for a few minutes now. Our silences have always been comfortable, and this one is no exception. We are momentarily lost in our own thoughts. After a while Kevin reaches over and puts his hand gently on my crotch. It's such a soft touch it's not really a sexual move. It's just an expression of intimacy. I put my hand over his, and we both let out big sighs. I know we are both wondering why it has taken us so long to find one another.<br /><br />Kevin turns on his side now, so he's facing me. "You know, babe, I've been meaning to talk to you about that tiger between your legs. Don't you think it's about time we introduced him to Junior?" Then, without a moment's hesitation, he throws off the towel that had been covering us, and our two golden blond dicks are saluting us proudly. And I know in an instant that my cock now has a name. Tiger has joined the family.<br /><br />I put my hand on Kevin's thigh and start stroking it lightly. I can't resist those thick blond hairs on the inside of his thigh. He looks at me inquiringly. He's telling me that I'm the leader tonight. It's up to me to call the shots. "Hey, Kev, you remember last night in the orgy room.<br />There for a minute or two I was playing a little grab-ass with you. I was really getting into it, and I think you were too. Well, tonight we're going to play the advanced version of that game, buddy!"<br /><br />"Okay, Marky. I'm all yours tonight. Just tell me what to do."<br /><br />"First, just lie flat on your back and put two of those pillows under your head, Kev, so you can see what's going on. Now put the other two pillows under your butt, so it's raised a little. At-a boy! Now spread those muscular legs of yours, and just lie back and enjoy it."<br /><br />I get between Kev's legs, and the view is breathtaking. His golden thighs are spread wide, revealing a blond, hairy crotch. His thick seven inches is pointed straight up at his navel, and his balls are drawn in close to his body.<br /><br />"I'm going to push your thighs up toward your chest now, Kev. Just grab `em and hold `em there. That's it. You got a beautiful ass on you, man! And the position you're in now shows it off great . . . You okay, Kev?"<br /><br />"Sure, I feel fine, Marky. Maybe a little vulnerable at the moment. Butfine."<br /><br />"This is gonna be my first rim job, buddy. But I'm a fast learner. So hang on!"<br /><br />I put my hands on Kevin's ass cheeks, and spread them apart. And the crack in his ass opens up beautifully. His ass is blond, just like the rest of him, and I'm totally turned on.<br /><br />I lower my face to his crack, and I feel his hair on my lips. I lick the entire length of his crack lightly with my tongue. He has a hot masculine aroma of soap and fresh sweat. And now I'm in a little deeper, licking the inside of his crack. I keep licking his hairs, so that now they're plastered to the sides. And then I feel it with my tongue. His slick little asshole quivers at my touch. And Kevin is moaning now.<br /><br />"Fuck, Marky! What are you doing to me? This is so fucking hot, man!"<br /><br />I know Kevin likes it slow and easy. To prolong the sensation. So I gently lick his asshole. My tongue glides lightly over it. Again and again. Kev's moaning louder now, and his hips are thrusting. I discover that if I hold my tongue firmly right against his hole, when he thrusts toward me my tongue goes a little way up his asshole. As he continues his thrusts, his asshole starts to loosen up a little. And I love that. I'm loosening him up so he can take my hard dick up his ass a little later tonight.<br /><br />"Whoa man!" Kevin moans. "This is turning out to be a lot hotter than I thought it would be. I've gotta slow down for a minute, or I'll be blowing my load a lot sooner than I want to. You wouldn't believe how horned up I am, Marky! Let's cool it for a couple of minutes."<br /><br />I give Kev a thumbs up, and bury my face in his ass. My tongue finds his asshole. And then I lie motionless. And Kevin is totally still too. I know that this is the way he likes having sex. Work it up almost to a climax, find the most intimate position possible, and then freeze. Come back from the brink, and then in a few minutes, begin again.<br /><br />After several minutes, I feel Kev's hip thrusts start again. His asshole is even more relaxed now, and I feel like I'm getting my tongue a little deeper with each thrust of his hips now. We continue our wild tongue fucking for a while longer, and then it's all getting too hot again. We're both gonna blow if we don't ease off. I raise my head from Kev's ass, "Hey you horny bastard, let's rest for a minute. I think we both need cold showers, man! You are one sexy fucker, Kev!"<br /><br />I gently lower myself onto Kevin's body. I give him a long open-mouth kiss, so that he can taste some of the juices from his ass - my saliva mixed with his ass sweat. I know that turns him on, because he puts his hands on the back of my head and starts moaning again.<br /><br />Feeling Kevin's body beneath mine creates an incredible feeling of intimacy. I still haven't quite absorbed the reality that this is actually my twin brother lying beneath me. That this is the gorgeous guy I lusted after for so many years. Never in my wildest imagination did I think that one day the two of us would actually be lying together as lovers. I'm overwhelmed by it all.<br /><br />Finally I stir and say, "We are creating such an intimate relationship between us, Kev. We feel so connected emotionally and mentally. Let's complete that now with a physical connection, buddy. I would love for my cock to connect the two of us now - physically, so that we can be one."<br /><br />"Those are beautiful words, Marky," Kevin replys. Then he winks at me and says, "You won't laugh at me will you, Marky, if I say `Please be gentle. It's my first time.'"<br /><br />I smile back at him and say, "That's what's so good about this, Kev. You'll be fucking yourself, so you can be just as slow and gentle as you want to be."<br /><br />"Whoa, man. I`ll be fucking myself?" Kevin sounds alarmed. "You're not talking dildos are you, buddy. Those things don't do anything for me."<br /><br />"No dildos, man."<br /><br />Kevin looks at me for a long moment, and then flashes me his ear to ear grin. His twin ESP has figured it out. "Okay, Marky. I got it. Check me out on this. I'll lie on the bed on my left side. And you lie right behind me on your left side too. Then it's up to you to provide me with your motionless hard dick. And the rest is up to me. You'll keep your body still, with no hip thrusts. All the hip thrusts will come from me. I'll be fucking myself with your dick! I think it's a great way for our first time, Marky, cause I'll be in control all the way - and totally relaxed."<br /><br />"You got it, Kev. But don't think that I'll just be an inactive observer. My right hand will be working you over real good in all sorts of stimulating ways, while you're fucking yourself. And my body will be pressed up hard against you all the way. But you'll be totally in control of my dick. Tiger will be your sex slave - there to do your bidding."<br /><br />"I love sex slaves, Marky. Let's do it!" Kevin is already on his left side and waiting. I love his eagerness!<br /><br />"I've been saving this hardon for your ass for a long time, Kev. Between all my precum and a good drenching with KY, it's as slick as it's ever gonna get. You can feel it pressing against your asshole now, Kev. It's all yours, buddy."<br /><br />Kevin reaches behind himself with his right hand, grabs hold of the base of my dick, and adjusts my dickhead so it's right where he wants it on his asshole. I figure he's pretty loose from the rimming, and I'm right. He moves his hips back into me, and my dick slides slowly up his ass. I figure that's gotta be at least a little painful. But if it is, he takes it like a trooper and never says a word.<br /><br />"Okay, Marky. I've got part of your cock in me. I'm thrusting back on you again, and I feel you going a little farther in. Whoa! You're really hung thick, aren't you babe. Anyway, I'm just taking it slow and easy. And I can't think of a better way than this for Tiger and me to get acquainted."<br /><br />I move my right hand down to Kevin's crotch and gently cup his balls. My fingers are on the underside of them . . . holding them and stroking them and massaging them tenderly. Then I let my hand travel back to his ass, and I feel my own cock as it's working its way up into him. Then I move to Kevin's dick, and start running my finger back and forth along the underside of his dickhead. I know Kevin is super-sensitive there, and he starts moaning almost immediately. I want to distract him for a minute from the thick cock that's making its way up his ass.<br /><br />Kevin's hip strokes are slow and shallow, as he tries to adjust to my thickness. I have to keep reminding myself to hold my hips steady. My reflex action is to thrust into him.<br /><br />"Okay, Marky, I think I have gotten over the initial shock of having that monster Tiger of yours up my ass. Every time I thrust back I take a little more of you, and it's starting to excite me, man. I've been dreaming about this moment for the past six months, Marky. The idea of taking my twin brother's rod up my ass really gets me off. I look down at my own cock, and I realize there's one exactly like that up my ass right now! And it's fucking hot, man!"<br /><br />Kevin's really getting into it now. He thrusts back on me again, and now I'm in him all the way. His ass cheeks are pressed hard against my groin. I'm still playing with Kevin's dick, and it's still rock hard. A lot of dudes loose their erection while taking a cock up the ass, and Kevin`s boner tells me he`s really turned on. Then I run a finger across his dick head and it's dripping with precum. Long strings of it are hanging from his cock. I've never seen so much precum! And I like that too. It`s another indication that he`s into this just as much as I am.<br /><br />"I'm thrusting slowly forward now, Marky, and I'm feeling your cock ease out of me. Whoa, man. There was a lot of you up there! Now I'm reversing my thrust, and you're sliding right back in. God it feels hot when you're all the way in me, Marky! You wouldn't believe the way you fill me up. man!"<br /><br />"I'm just going to rest for a couple of minutes, Marky, while I get used to you. I would love to get a film of this. Two identical hot dudes like us, Marky - and one of them taking the other's thick cock up his ass. That is hot, man."<br /><br />While Kevin rests, I put my hands on his shoulders and massage them. He's always loved that. It makes him purr like a pussy cat. And while I'm massaging him, my `twin ESP' senses a change coming over him. It's nothing negative, but it is a major change in his attitude at the moment.<br /><br />And my ESP is right. Kevin says, "Since my ass and your cock are the best of buddies now, Marky, I want to suggest a little change of pace. You told me once you like it when I'm unpredictable. Well, you got it Marky, Here comes unpredictable!"<br /><br />"I don't want your cock gliding gently in and out of me tonight, Marky. I want it pounding me like a fucking jackhammer. I want you to flip me over on my back, throw my legs up over your shoulders, and ram it up my ass hard - all the way to the hilt - in one thrust. And then I want you to fuck me fast and hard. I want to feel your balls banging hard against my ass. I want to feel your thick rod impaling me."<br /><br />"I want to be assaulted from the rear the way they do it in prisons. I want a raunchy, randy, in-your-face kind of fuck. I want a French Foreign Legion fuck your buddy kind of fuck. I want a stranded on an island with a horny sailor kind of fuck."<br /><br />"I want you to be a hairy, sweaty construction worker, who plows my ass every day after work in the back of his van. And I want you to be a muscular jock who takes me behind the gym and makes me bend over and take his monster dick up my ass."<br /><br />"And when you're ready to blow your load, Marky, I want you to pull out of my ass at the last moment. I want you to hold your throbbing dick about a foot from my mouth. I'll open up for you, and we can both watch as your hot cum shoots out of your fucking cock and into my mouth."<br /><br />"Wow, Kevin! I'm panting hard just listening to you, man! You never cease to amaze me, buddy. And yeah, I think I can do all those things to you." I grin at him now, "I know I sure want to give it a try, Kev!"<br /><br />Well, I tried. And I did it! I did every one of those things to Kevin. And he loved it. And I thought it was pretty neat myself.<br /><br />And yeah, Kevin got his rocks off too. As I was shooting into his mouth, I reached down and jerked his dick a couple of times. And he went off like a roman candle. So a good time was had by all.<br /><br />"Oh yeah. There was one little problem. It looks like I'm going to need a lot more practice shooting into Kevin's mouth from a foot away. Most of my shots were right on target. But one blast hit Kevin on his chin, and another hit him on his upper lip. So I had to do a little improvising. I leaned down and licked up all the cum that had missed the mark. And I held it in my mouth while I gave Kev a big open mouth kiss. And his tongue snaked into my mouth and lapped up all the jizz that had missed its target. See - where there's a will, there's a way.<br /><br />Kevin is still breathing hard, "I hope I didn't spook you with that outburst, Marky. I guess that was six months of frustrated sexual desire, all bubbling over in just one night."<br /><br />"Hey, not a problem, buddy," I reply. "Whatever turns you on - I'll always<br />be here for you!"<br /><br />I collapse on top of Kevin now. We're both exhausted. It's been a wild ride. When I notice some of my cum still on his chin, I lick it off tenderly - my tongue gently caressing his face.<br /><br />We're in the afterglow now. Lying side by side facing each other, our mouths not over a few inches apart. After our intense sexual experience, we're both feeling cuddly and sentimental. Kevin strokes my hair and runs his lips lightly over mine.<br /><br />"Do you remember, Marky - when we were about sixteen years old. I told you one evening that some day I would find someone who I would love, and who I would be in love with. Even then we understood that those can be two separate emotions. Well, I found it all, babe. And it's you. I love you. And I'm in love with you. And oh yeah, I love tiger too." He winks at me, and my heart does flip flops.<br /><br />The day has been so emotionally exhausting, I can't remember how I responded to Kevin. I can only hope that my words were as beautiful and heartfelt as his.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's 8AM the following morning now. And I'm gradually awakening to an exquisite sensation. Kevin is kneeling on the bed between my legs, gently licking the head of my dick. I put a hand behind his head and mumble sleepily, "What a hot way to wake up. I don't know where you're going with this, Kev, but I love the way you're beginning it." Kevin opens his mouth, I lazily thrust my hips, and my dick eases slowly into him.<br /><br />"Good Morning, Kevin," I say. But I don't think he hears me.<br /><br />It's our first weekend together as lovers. And we're going to spend it at a gay bed and breakfast in Palm Springs. Unconsciously, of course, we both end up wearing the same thing for the trip over. We're barefoot, with white tank tops and cut off levis.<br /><br />When we arrive, Kevin goes inside to check in, while I get our overnight bag out of the trunk. I walk in a minute later, and Kevin is standing in front of the attendant, signing the register. The attendant is a cute little guy, with nicely developing pecs and yellow hair that keeps falling in his face.<br /><br />He does a double take when he sees me - looking from Kevin to me and then back to Kevin again. Then he peers out at the parking lot and says, "If there's another one of you still out there, I would love to take him to dinner tonight."<br /><br />Kevin and I look at each other and then burst out laughing. We know he's putting us on, but Kevin gives him a straight answer anyway. "No, we're the last of the breed. When they made us, they threw away the mold."<br /><br /><br />Kevin and Marky . . . the matched pair of blond, blue eyed hunks . . . the boys who were made for each other . . . have finally found one another. And hand in hand, they walk joyfully into their future.<br /><br /><br />The End<br /></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-15710187816692555782007-07-22T03:44:00.000-07:002007-07-22T03:45:10.854-07:00A Bit Of Leather<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >A Bit of Leather.! I remember the first time with an almost crystal clarity. My first taste of a bit of leather. Like any other adolescent boy I had fantasies of bedding quite a few of the girls I knew. One of these fantasies concerned a young lady by the name of Diane, whose last name shall go unmentioned. Diane was a very pert young lady, very active, always smiling. Brown hair in a short style that actually did wonders accenting her face. She had full, pouting lips and gray eyes that sparkled like moonlight on the ocean. I used to just stare at her body when it seemed no one was paying attention. I would dream of how she looked nude, which wasn't really hard because of the clothes she wore. Nothing really revealing but enough to let you know that she had a body that perfectly complimented that beautiful face. I know she stood 5'6" and I would have guessed that she was about a 34B-22-34 or somewhere there about. I never would have assumed that I could ever have a chance to even date Diane, much less have sex with her. She never seemed to date any of the guys in the group, always saying she was seeing someone and that was pretty much it. It seemed all the guys we hung with (and I'm sure a couple of the girls) tried to ask her out, but each met the inevitable "No." Now I know I'm not the greatest looking guy in the world, far from it, I think my only attraction lies in my lunacy. So after seeing these guys shot down there was no way in hell I was going to risk asking her out on a date, she never seemed to really notice me anyway so I figured I would just keep worshipping her without her knowing. The funny thing about the whole situation was that most of the time we were all together. I won't go into specifics but there were never less than 8 of us and sometimes maybe 12 to 15 just going out and doing things together. We'd go dancing, shoot pool, swimming or whatever there was to do to pass the time so the guys that had asked her out were there, the problem was they wanted it to be just the two of them and that's where she drew the line. She didn't want to be with any of us but she loved hanging out with all of us. So one night we got together to go out and shoot pool and there were about 9 of us and we were all having a pretty good time. I noticed Diane flirting with a couple of the guys at the pool hall, but then that's what we all did. We'd see which of us could hook up with someone and leave with that person. Diane never really played that game, always leaving alone or getting a ride from someone in our group if whomever she had come with had left with someone else. She always seemed to laugh about the game and never actively participate. Until tonight, suddenly she was playing, and playing well. Well through attrition via the game and sickness (some of us couldn't handle our liquor) Diane and I were the only ones left. She had been giggling and smiling with the last of the flirts as it were and didn't notice everyone else was gone. I was getting pretty tired and it seemed obvious I wasn't going to be leaving with anyone so I went over to Diane and asked her if she was going to be able to get home okay. The guy chimed in saying he'd get her home. Diane looked around and asked where everyone was. I smiled and nodded and she knew where they all were. She asked me to hold on and told the guy she had to go. They exchanged numbers and she gave him a small kiss on the cheek and joined me for a ride home. In the car we talked a bit and she remarked that this was the first time she could remember being in my car. I smiled and said yeah, I thought it was the first time. We shared in some idle chat, and then she asked me why I had never asked her out. I mumbled a little and said that basically everyone else had asked her and she had turned each one of them down, so I figured I'd save myself the embarrassment, that and the fact that she had a boyfriend. I commented that it was a boyfriend that none of us had ever met but a boyfriend none the less. She asked if we thought she had been lying about this boyfriend of hers. I let her know that we all just accepted it as far as I knew and that none of us had ever questioned it before. Then the bomb dropped. She said that she had been seeing someone, but that it had ended the weekend before. He had gotten a job out of town so him and his wife and family had left. I sat there amazed. She had been seeing a married man. And worse, a married man with a family. She asks me then if I think any less of her. I look into her pretty gray eyes and all I can say is that I could never think anything bad about her. We pretty much cease the talking until I get her home. I notice the house is completely dark, no outside lights on or interior lights. She smiles and says no one is home. Then she asks if I'd like to come up. I don't even answer, I just shut off the car and open my door. We go into the house and she just stops at the front entrance and she kisses me. Nobody's fool, I kiss her back. She takes me by the hand and leads me up the stairs to her room. I can't believe what's happening. I'm here with Diane and we are headed up to her room. I'm dreaming, that is the only explanation for what is happening here. Then the next bomb. She sits me down on the bed and says she has something to tell me. I'm all ears as she explains that the man she was seeing introduced her to some things that she would never have thought of before. Seems this guy was into some serious Sadomasochism and Bondage and Discipline. He liked to tie her up and punish her for stuff and she in turn learned to like the same things. She seemed pretty sure I wasn't going to spill what she had told me but did seem concerned that I might not want to join her for a new adventure. She needn't have worried, I hadn't really thought of doing anything like this before but I was sure she couldn't really hurt me so I was almost eager to see what might happen. She showed me a locked box that she had hidden under her bed and pulled the key from the chain around her neck. She opened the box and I could see a whole mess of stuff in there that looked kind of scary. She took a little bag with her into the bathroom, telling me to not look into the box and that she would be back soon. When she came out of the bathroom, I thought I would die. She was wearing like 4-inch stiletto healed black leather shiny boots, black fishnet stockings with black crotch-less panties, a black garter belt and the kicker, a black nipple-less bra. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her skin was like fine ivory totally in opposition to the color of night she dressed herself in. Her nipples a wonderful pink with very wide areolas. She walked over to the box and when she stood from it again she had two sets of handcuffs, something that looked like manacles and something small and black. She smiled and asked if I was still willing. I was a little worried, but yes, I was still willing. She came over to me and put her lips to mine, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth, slowly, almost painfully teasing. I put my hands to her beautiful bare nipples and she slapped my hands away. She stepped back and gave me a look that spoke volumes. She was going to be in control and I was just supposed to enjoy it. She spreads my arms, putting them out to the sides and then she starts undressing me. Now I'm naked and she's looking at my dick. I like the look in her eyes and I smirk, she smiles and I again take notice of the objects she's pulled from the box. She flicks her wrist and I feel a sharp pain on my cock. She hit me with what looks like a short baton. Diane is really into this pain stuff and hurting, she's scaring me a little. She tells me to lay face down on the bed and spread my legs and arm. She puts the handcuffs to my wrists, cuffing me to the bedposts. She then uses the manacles to chain my legs to the bed. I'm lying face down and prone. I pray to God that she isn't going to do anything too freaky to me. She starts by climbing onto the bed next to me. I feel the heat of her pussy on my back as she sits facing my feet and she starts playing my ass. She's slapping my ass and for all the discomfort I can't do a damn thing about it. I can feel my ass growing hotter and hotter as she spanks me. Then she gets up off me and I feel the cool air on the wet spot on my back from where her pussy was dripping. She stands up and bends over, kissing my ass cheeks and slowly rubbing them all over. Then she bites me, my cheeks and she bites them hard. I can feel the tears and the anger swelling. She is horrible, first kissing then biting then kissing then biting again. I can't tell what she's going to do next, be nice or be mean. She squeezes my ass with both hands then drops down and puts her tongue in my asshole. I can't believe she did that. I'm fucking tripping that she would do something like that. She uses her tongue to fuck my poor virgin asshole and I don't know if I hate it or love it, all I know is that my dick is hard enough to break stone. Then she takes that damn little rod and replaces her tongue with it in my ass and I'm starting to strain against my shackles. I'm telling her to stop, to please stop. I don't want this, please just fucking stop. She stops and pulls it out and I sink into the bed, finally able to relax. Then I hear her. "It's worse when you fight!" That was what she had to say to me after yanking that fucking rod out of my ass. All I can say in response is "Fuck you, you crazy bitch." She doesn't move for a second and I try to get my head around so I can see her and when I do, she's looking at me like I just did the wrong damn thing. She gets up off the bed and I can tell she's going back into the box. Then I hear it as it slices through the air and smacks her hand. I look and she shows me the cat-o-nine tails. No! No fucking way. She wouldn't, and just as I think this I feel that first bit of leather strike my back and ass. She starts hard but slow and she's asking me what the fuck I called her. Who the fuck did I think I was to be calling her a bitch. As she thinks about this she beats me harder and harder until the tears aren't just swelling but running down my face and the anger has me in it's grip. I can feel the welts rising on my skin and I'm fighting her the best I can, which isn't very good at all considering I'm still shackled. She stops and I again begin to wonder what she's doing. Then I feel the coolness on my back, at least until it touches the highest of the welts on my back then the burning begins. She's pouring alcohol onto the streaks on my back and I scream. She just keeps pouring and I keep screaming. I'm lying there with tears from my eyes flowing down my face and onto the sheets. I'm not crying aloud, but I'm suffering and I'm totally pissed. I'm just lying there, mad and not really thinking about what else might happen to me. I'm wondering at what level the pain doesn't come anymore. She turns out the lights and the only light is coming from her. Or more specifically the candle she's carrying. This I've heard of, candle wax. Then I feel it on my ass cheeks and it burns. I tighten my ass and I don't let her hear me cry. She takes the candle away from my ass and she turns the lights on. She comes over to me and I can feel her loosening the shackles on my legs, then she takes the cuffs off of my hands. I can't believe the pain she's caused me and here she is, cool, calm and collected. I stand in front of her and I'm looking at her and she is looking at me almost defiantly. I lose my damned mind. I slap her and she falls to the floor. I reach down and I pull her up and throw her on the bed. I have this anger in me but I can't direct it. I slap her again and again. Her face is reddening and she looks up at me and she smiles. I don't want her to enjoy this, I want this to hurt and she's smiling. I grab her garter and rip it from her body, then I take the panties from her and I look at her and I know I have to fuck her. I slam my dick into her pussy and she looks at me and moans. She licks her lips and she tells me to fuck her like a man. Quit being such a pussy little boy and fuck her like a man would, hard and mean. Damn it I want her to suffer. I turn her over and I slam my dick in her ass and she screams. No niceties here, no lubricant, no slow going, I just shoved my rock hard cock into her asshole. She's telling me no now, she's crying and squirming, trying to get out from underneath me and I stand strong and hold her there and fuck her ass fast and hard. Then I notice the handcuffs are still attached to the bedposts and I put her hands into them and close them. Now I'm in control. I stop fucking her and I get off and I see that she's kicking her lags so I manacle them to stop all that straining and kicking. Then it's my turn in the box. I find a whip with this big fat handle and I look at her and smile. I bring it over to her and I start working that big fucking handle into her pussy. I get it up into her about 6 or 7 inches and I stop and I just leave it there. Every time she squirms I hear her moan. Then back to the box. The lighter and the candle. I drip candle wax onto her ass and I see her squirm and I know that handle is hurting her and with each move she is in ecstatic agony. I blow out the candle and I get back up on top of her and again slide my dick into her ass. But this time as I fuck her I bite her back and her neck and ears, I pull her hair and I stroke it in as deep as it will go. She's crying and she moaning and I feel the urge to cum. I start stroking faster and harder and she's screaming now. I want to cum and I'm trying hard to make her know it. I cum and I pull her by her hips and I don't let go. I can feel the whip hanging from her cunt and it's still lodged up there pretty deep. Then after I finish shooting all my cum into her ass I drop back down on top of her and it feels like the whip gets driven up into her pussy just a little further. The anger, like my cum seems to have just shot out of my body and I realize what I had just done. I slowly pull the whip handle out of her pussy and I unshackle her legs and take the cuffs from her wrists. She's laying there face down and she isn't making any sounds. I'm a little scared that I did something really wrong. She slowly pushes herself up from the bed, her hair falling down her face so I can't see it. She turns to face me and she's smiling. She tells me I have a knack for this and that with her...tutelage, I could become very good. Diane was the first to take me on such a journey and I have been on many since, but she introduced me to the many painful pleasures of the flesh. She was the first to call me a night demon but as it turned out, she would be far from the last.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-38328429777139234132007-07-22T03:42:00.000-07:002007-07-22T03:44:01.627-07:00THE FIRST NIGHT<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >THE FIRST NIGHT Randy and I were twenty-two. Fast friends since we were sixteen, we were products of our times. We'd grown up during the turmoil of the late sixties, sweated out the final days of the draft as the Viet Nam War wound down, and watched Nixon self-destruct. We talked caringly about these things--things social and political. We seemed so unlike most other guys our age who seemed only to drone on about the weekend's conquests or football scores. Over the years our friendship had been galvanized by differences we'd had, and had overcome. There were times when I dared to think it. I loved him--as a friend with my head, as a comrade with my heart, but also in a different way. It was lust, and it was because he was a man. At times in the summer we would sit in our shorts, Indian-style, playing cards or checkers. I'd watch on the sly as the pink head of his dick poked through the bottom of his cut-offs. (I always wondered if he did that on purpose, seeking an edge in the game, sensing my concentration would be elsewhere!) I stored the sight away in my mind, as fuel for my fantasies. I could not tell him any of this. As open-minded as he was, it still seemed a risk too big to take. Life without his touch was hard, but life without his presence was unthinkable. Try as I might to suppress it, the sight of him would always excite me. At the beach, I'd toss him a Frisbee and marvel at his muscles in motion. After a round of body surfing, we'd drag ourselves back on the beach and soak in the warmth of the sun. I'd lie on my stomach while he'd lie on his back, eyes closed tightly. I used that precious little time to let my eyes drink him in. A myriad of little details were in the picture before me: the tiny goosebumps sported by his deeply tanned skin; the heaving of his chest with each breath and the stretching his large round nipples under the strain; the blood pulsing through the veins in his neck; his baby fine hair wafting gently in the breeze; the pores in his skin and the fullness of his lips. His face looked so serene and inviting. I yearned to lay on top of him, to melt over him like butter in the sun. It wasn't until our annual August camping trip, that I got the chance to drink him all in. We were on a day hike when we saw the sign. Made of thick iron, the letters had been cut out by torch. "NO NUDITY ALLOWED," it intoned. We two rebels just looked at each other and grinned. God, it was beautiful there. At the bottom of the canyon, a small stream, inches wide, would on occasion balloon into a long, wide pool, flanked by reeds and shrubs on one side and high sandstone cliffs on the other. We spotted several of these pools as we walked, each one more secluded and beautiful than the last. Finally, we found the perfect one, and it was ours alone. We decided to cross the pool to the rocks against the cliffs. Not knowing how deep the water was and not wanting to get our clothes and belongings wet, we stripped naked and wrapped everything up in our towels. Out into the water we waded until it became so deep that we had to hold everything above our heads and bounce off the bottom. Like waiters carrying trays of food, we made our way to the opposite side. Finally there, we climbed out of the cool water, and laid down on the warm rocks. Nude, rolled on our sides, we discussed our good fortune. After a while we got out our ever-present magnetic game board to play some Chinese checkers. I longed to play with his dick, but at least I was able to let my eyes wander down to it. Previously shrivelled by the coolness of the water, it had now begun to grow heavy. If he knew I was staring he didn't let on, and after a while he drew one leg up, placing his foot on his knee. His balls shifted in their loose sack. Gravity seized them. They rolled forward. God, this had to be an invitation of some kind, but it was so subtle I couldn't be sure. Too quickly the afternoon slipped by and the time had come to head back to camp. We both had developed dark tans over the summer, but being bareassed in the sun was a new experience and, inadvertently, we'd burned our butts! Our shorts chafed against our tender skin all the way back, but it was a small price to be paying for all the beautiful sites to which I'd been privy that afternoon. We'd found an out-of-the-way place to bivouac, so it came as no surprise when, arriving at our campsite, Randy declared it hurt too much to wear anything. I signalled my agreement and we again shucked our clothes. As the sky blazed orange from the setting sun, we lit a small fire, ate dinner, and rolled out our sleeping bags. The night air felt warm and refreshing, and made me feel acutely aware of our nakedness. Not yet ready to sleep, we stretched out on top of our bags for a little conversation and a few hands of cards. It was much like the afternoon, except now the flickering fire highlighted his light pink groin while the rest of his tanned body blended into the darkness. The cards were dealt and a few rounds were played. It was Randy's turn. He started to chew on his lip in a way I understood all to well--his turn was going to take a while. He studied is cards. I studied his dick. The dancing firelight seemed to set it in motion. It was hypnotic. "You going to play or what?" "Huh?" I was caught. "God, please, help me now," I thought. "We're playing cards. Remember?" "You were taking so long my mind started to wander." It was a feeble attempt to cover the truth. "Yeah, sure." I had expected those words, but they weren't said with disgust. There was, in fact, the hint of a smile on his lips and a look of mischievousness in his eyes. I was more relieved than hopeful, but still, maybe I'd misread him all these years. We finished the game. "What do you want to do now?" he asked. I always hated that question. Only one thing ever came immediately to mind. "It doesn't really matter," I equivocated. I could dream about it, wish for it, but I couldn't bring myself to initiate it. "I'm kinda beat from the all the walking we did today," "Me too. I could really use one of your backrubs... if you've got the energy for it." "Yeah, I could handle that." I always could. "Backrub" always translated to "body massage". It was the one intimacy that was allowed between us; a line we both walked up to without hesitation, but never crossed. "I've got some lotion with my stuff. Could you rub some in? I think I overdid it in the sun today." "Sure, get comfortable. I'll be right back." As I returned to him I couldn't help but think that tonight was going to be a night for the truth. We were both naked, he had caught me stealing peeks at his dick and was still willing to let me give him a massage. This was either a demonstration of his trust, or a demonstration of his desire. I stood over him. I'd seen this sight so many times in my dreams. I knelt down and touched him. It was no dream. I squeezed some lotion into my hands and warmed it. Starting at the calluses on the bottom of his feet, I began working my way up his legs. His body relaxed under my ministrations. As I felt the firmness of his muscles, I marvelled at how they could present such a vision of strength to the eyes and yet be so yielding to the hands. I kneaded his thighs, but stopped at the fold marking the start of his buttocks. I next worked on his hands, cognizant of the meatiness of his palms, the texture of his fingerprints, and the rigidity of the bones which gave his hands their potent shape and structure. But the power I knew to be in them was not in evidence that night. What was it about his hands that made them so sensual? We interact so much with the world by the touching we do with our hands. In those moments we were, in fact, communicating through ours. With his compliancy, he told me of the profound trust he had placed in me. Through tender touch, I told him of my unquestioned love for him. The messages were so much clearer than any to be heard with the ears or seen with the eyes. My fingers traversed the landscape of his arms and back. The lotion imparted to his skin a satiny sheen that reflected the firelight. Finally, my hands were on his ass. The twin muscular mounds exploded with goosebumps when I spread the lotion over them. This was the only place that was really sunburned and I gave it special attention. Starting at the base of his spine, I moved lower, kneading his cheeks, watching them cleave in the process. As I moved closer to his legs, he repositioned himself. He was making himself more vulnerable! I wanted to plunge in, to live my fantasy, but he was more than just a willing piece of ass to me. He was the love of my life, and I wanted to see his face. "Roll over Ran," I said gently. With no hesitation he did. I gazed down upon him as I proceeded to massage his feet and legs. His submission was unmistakable and undeniable. Soon I was straddling his stomach, leaning forward on my knees, exploring the ridges and valleys of his abdominal muscles. With each breath his ribs rose and fell beneath me. At last I molded my hands to his wonderfully sculpted chest. So broad, so muscular, I couldn't feel the ribs underneath. As I touched his nipples they contracted, forcing the nubs to attention. I felt his heart beat stronger. Suddenly, I became aware of the heat between us. I'd already lost the day-long battle against my own erection and now I could feel a warmth--low and behind me. I turned to look. That for which I had wished so long was coming to pass. It was his cock, filling with blood, pulsing, arching its way towards me. I looked at his beautiful face below and leaned to touch it, to finish the massage. As I did so, his penis pressed hard against me. The blood rushed into my groin and I began to weaken. Attempting to steady myself, I cupped his face with my hands. I rubbed his strong cheekbones gently with my trembling thumbs. He raised his hand, placed it on my shoulder, and slowly opened his eyes. Through our eyes, the windows to our souls, it all was conveyed--the complete truth. "Come here," he bid me. I sank down onto him. My ass pushed back against his cock, almost seeming to cradle it. My own tool, roaring hard, was sandwiched by our warm, moist, lotion-lubricated stomachs. My tongue met his and our lips sealed around them. Heretofore content in my own mouth, it went berserk in his. I held is head in my hands like the sacred object it was. I felt the roughness from the day's growth of beard. "My God," I thought. "This is what it's like to kiss a man, to experience him with every sense there is." I wrapped my arms and legs around him, as content as I had ever hoped to be. We were woven together, only our tongues in motion, but then he took the bottle of lotion and squeezed some in his hand. "Hunch up on your knees, Bud." I'd always loved that term of endearment and I knew I'd love what was coming next. He smeared the lotion in my ass and then popped a finger inside. I moved back up to smother again his mouth with mine. His finger moved deeper inside until it pressed upon my prostate. I felt the release of fluid rush down the length of my penis and out onto his stomach. A moan escaped my mouth and I felt it reverberate in his chest. I heard the squishy sound of lotion as he stroked himself to full hardness. "Do it. I've wanted it for so long," I confessed at last. With one hand he pulled me forward against my weight; with the other he lined himself up to plug my anxious hole. Then he eased me back against him. I felt myself open up and then stretch wide as the head of his dick pushed through. In startled reflex, my arms closed tightly around him. We froze in gentle embrace until I could relax. Gradually, more and more of his rod penetrated me. My balls nestled into his cushiony pubic hair and I knew his dick was home. My heart pumped blood through the vessels in my tightly stretched sphincter in counterpoint rhythm to that of his steadily throbbing member. It had taken years to get this far. I slowly sat up and looked at him. Full and deep inside me, he opened those angelic eyes and flashed a devilish grin. I began to rock gently back and forth. His chest rose, and with a low groan, fell. Our lovemaking progressed by slow degrees, and as our movements became more pronounced, he reached out with his hand to me, first touching my dick, then encircling it. We rapidly approached the flash point. Our bodies glistened with sweat and our breathing had turned to panting. When the action of his hand upon me became more frenetic, I knew I was on the brink. "I could do this all night, Ran, but if you keep that up I'm gonna cum!" "Shit, man, we will do it all night! Nobody says you can only cum once a day. Let it go!" So close to blowing my own wad, I turned my attention to him, wanting to bring him over the top with me. I reached down and felt his shaft sliding in and out my chute. I slid my hand down and cupped his balls. With my thumb, I pressed firmly where the spongy underside of his dick met his dancing nutsack. His whole body tensed and froze. I had gotten to his prostate the easy way. He uttered no sound, inhaled no breath, made no movement. He gripped my handle as if to keep from falling into some deep crevasse--but he had no chance. I gently squeezed his clutch of eggs, pushing him off the precipice, determined myself to follow him down. I felt the first spasm of his meat and the explosion in my bowels. That set me off. My ass contracted around him as he continued to pump into me. We each fed off the orgasm of the other. My churned cream shot out and landed on his tanned chest. A small pool formed in the hollow at the base of his neck. The body that had been so at rest as I massaged it earlier was now unleashed, blasting its blueprint into me. Wave after wave of convulsive contentment washed over us. I collapsed against him, my semen serving as mortar, cementing our bodies together. Under me I felt him shudder one last time. He made no effort to withdraw, but soon that terrific cock, which had been so hard for so long, began to deflate and, alas, slide out. I straightened myself out beside him. Toe to toe, and tongue to tongue, we intertwined our legs, kissed, and propped ourselves up on our elbows. Neither of us said anything for a long, long time. It was a magic moment; we were meshed together at the waist, but that didn't seem to matter. We were meshed together in our minds. Randy broke the spell. "You think you could concentrate on a card game now?" What a grin he was wearing! It was quite a night for firsts. It was my first night of real sex. And it was my first night of truthful love. But it was also the first night of a certainty that we had reached a point in our relationship where we knew we'd be sitting together on a park bench in our eighties, never having drifted apart, always a part of each other's lives.</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-61409154868767994152007-07-20T17:50:00.000-07:002007-07-20T17:51:08.733-07:00My First Time<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size: 10pt;">It was just one of those things. I bumped into him when he was tying his shoelace; I wasn't looking where I was going. I apologised and our eyes met. I looked deep into his eyes and saw a fire burning inside of them, a fire of lust. I offered to buy him a drink, he said yes. Everything was fine till he asked me back to his apartment. Now, I could tell he was gay but at this point I didn't know I was. I said yes and we walked back to his place. We started talking about stuff like the weather etc. Anyway we got back to his place, he opened the door and we went in. Inside I saw a beautiful house, it was an artist's dream, the things he had in there. There were paintings and sculptures. He asked me if I wanted to see his bedroom. I knew what he meant he wanted me to get it on with him. I protested, I told him I wasn't gay. He asked if I was open to new ideas. I said yes because I am. He then said this is just a new idea, if you don't try it how do you that you won't like it. I have to admit he had a point so I walked with him into his bedroom. He moved over and began to kiss me. He had such masculine lips; it was like being kissed by a brillo pad. I didn't fight it, I succumbed to it. I slipped my tongue into his hot mouth and wiggled it around. He stifled a scream of joy. He then started to undo my pants and I undid his, all the while trying to keep our lips together. We managed to pull the trousers off, but know came the pants. I must admit at this point I felt quite uncomfortable. I had never seen another mans cock and I didn't know what to feel. I took my pants off and his eyes widened at the sight of my hard 7inch cock. He then proceeded to take his pants off; I looked in amazement as in front of me i saw a massive hard on. It must have been 10inches or so. I moved my hand down to his cock and started to fondle it. I removed my mouth from his and started to massage his neck with my lips. He proceeded to place his hand on my hard cock and begin to fondle it as well. It felt weird at first, having another man touching my cock but I got used to it. I slid my hand up and down his hard pole. At the same time I was moving my mouth lower and lower with each kiss. I had reached his belly when he stopped me and said, I thought you weren't gay. To which I replied I wasn't till I had your cock in my mouth. He looked puzzled for a moment the realised what I meant. I slid my mouth over his cock and begin to give him a blowjob. His cock was so warm and tasted so beautiful. On the tip of his cock was some pre-cum so I licked that off. With my tongue I flicked his cock. He enjoyed that. His head rolled on his broad shoulders. I wondered how long he could last, I couldn't be much longer. Just then he shouted stop. I looked up with innocent eyes then he said, if this is your first then I should suck you off then I can fuck you from behind. I didn't argue. He moved his head down to my cock and he shoved it in his mouth, I was surprised he managed to deep throat it. A tingly sensation and shivered up my body. His warm mouth had heated up my cock to boiling levels. I rolled my head trying not to cum, as I wanted him down there as long as possible. But I couldn't do it, I squirted on his tongue. I moved down to kiss him and he placed my cum on my tongue, I liked his body with it. All over his chest hair and all over his cock. I had finished but he wasn't, he flipped me onto my back and stuck my ass into the air. I grabbed his cock and guided it into my ass. I can't tell you the pleasure and pain I was in. It felt so good having a cock that big in me, but it hurt for the same reason. I screamed with yes as the pleasure beat the pain. He pushed his cock further and further into me. I screamed, but he just thrust faster and faster. He was like a jackhammer. I closed my eyes in ecstasy and hope that this moment with his cock in me would last for an age. But alas it didn't, he was fucking me for about 5 minutes, in my now numb ass. After those 5 minutes though and has squirted in my ass. He tried to take out his cock, but as it was still hard I wouldn't let him. I told him to keep pumping till it went soft. He was there for another minute and his cock went soft in my ass. I let him take it out. We started to kiss again, I rubbed my cum further into his god like body. Our lips didn't leave each others till we fell asleep cradled in each others arms.</span></span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-34570097897460885512007-07-20T17:49:00.002-07:002007-07-20T17:50:24.524-07:00Almost ...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Friday afternoon. Wasted from a week of school. Bell rings. Finally, I get to go home! My name is Steve. I am a senior in high school, and have never had a homosexual encounter, but i consider myself to be bisexual. I am about 5 feet 9 inches tall and slim. I gave up sports because i wanted to just relax senior year, hang out with friends and all. None of my friends suspect my sexuality; they are all very straight. And i seemed like one of them too, until something happened. That's what this story is about. I was walking to my car when Brandon approached me. He was also a senior, and one of a group of openly gay guys in my year. I always tensed up around it because, well he was HOT. I had been trying to work up the nerve to come out to him for 2 years. "Did you know what the math homework was? I didn't write it down" "Uh..yeah" I replied, and told him what it was. "Oh and...nevermind". I was going to ask him if he had any plans on the weekend, but decided against it. We had always been on friendly terms but never really interacted outside of school. As I was driving home, I remembered I was going to my friend Ben's apartment. He was a year older than me and had his own apartment near the college he attended. I would often sleep over there and we would drink some beers and occaisonaly watch some porn. I had a bite to eat then went over to Ben's. I got there in the early afternoon and we just played around on his guitars for a while. At 7 we ordered a pizza. "Oh yeah, let me show you the tapes I got." I followed him over to his closet and he pulled out a few porn flicks. They didn't look too bad. I wasn't really in the mood, but we decided to put them on when the pizza arrived. Me and Ben had been friends since we were in first and second grade. As such, we were rather close and over the years had been more open with our bodies i guess you could say. Like at first we wouldn't change in the same room; now, we often wanked off to the porn at the same time. So it wasnt more than 15 minutes before we both had our cocks out. "Remember when we first started doing this, when we were like 15?" He asked me. "Yeah. We used to compare the size of our shlongs. Thats when i was bigger than you hehe." "You think I am bigger?" It was obvious. Mine was about 6 1/2 inches, his at least eight. His was nice and thick also. "For sure." "Want to compare?" So I stood up and took my hand off my dick, and he did likewise. I wasn't really looking at the size difference but more just at his dick. At the veins and at his balls. I immediately thought of Brandon. "Hehe yeah i guess i win" he said and lay back down. About 10 minutes later he returned to our childhood memories. "Remember how I would always kid you about giving me a handjob and stuff?" "yeah I remember that." He would always just say stuff like 'You are going to give me a handjob, right?' and i would just reply 'oh yeah you know it.' We were just kidding around. Except, well, I was actually serious. I would give him a handjob. I was beggining to feel uncomfortable so I changed the subject. "Hey do you think the Red Wings are winning the game?" "No. They can't buy a win lately"</span></span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-57063597907011206772007-07-20T17:49:00.001-07:002007-07-20T17:49:34.346-07:00Home Alone<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Let me tell you about the first time I "seriously" masturbated as a homosexual. I was alone in my apartment, incredibly bored, and had just been reading a text on the internet about anal masturbation. Although I was straight, I always embraced pleasure, and according to what I read there was great pleasure to be gained here. It took a while to overcome the initial barrier, but eventually I was prepared to give it a try. My first attempt was with my finger, actually. But that had been a year earlier. I had been standing in the shower, soaping myself. While I rubbed the soap over my buttocks, my hand curiously slid into the crack and I pushed gently at the opening. As I increased pressure, my index finger suddenly entered my anus. I was startled, a bit scared that I might be hurting myself, and I slid it out and stopped it. But now, having read instructions on how to do it properly, I was prepared to try again. I had scouted the apartment for appropriate tools, but in the end the best I could come up with was the stick of a plumber. It was rather thin, maybe one third of an inch, but I was inexperienced and it seemed right to start off small. I was curious and eager, as soon as I found the plumber in the bathroom I got down on the floor and started undressing. My dick had already started rising a bit from expectation. I tossed the clothes in a pile in the corner and lubed up the plumber stick. I didn't normally use lube when wanking off, so I didn't have any at home. I used some shower gel instead, it was slippery and should work. I dabbed some on my asshole as well, and then I was ready to go. I gently inserted the stick in my ass. At first, the feeling was neither pleasure nor pain, it just felt weird. A strange object being shoved into my ass. But when it had gotten a bit further in, the pleasure was intense! I inserted it as long as I dared, then I went from crouching to lying down on my back. I let go of the plumber and just left it there, while I started beating off. I didn't notice that the stick was working its way out again, until it reached my asshole and fell onto the floor. I inserted it again, this time holding it in place with one hand while jerking my cock with the other. When the orgasm started building up, it felt better than ever. I twisted the plumber, adding extra pleasure. Then by whole body started shaking as I had one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever experienced, wave after wave of cum spurted out of my dick and splattered on my stomach and on the floor. I lay still, panting for several minutes before I slipped the plumber out of my ass and wiped myself off. The next time, I felt more wild. I had bought carrots, and I had picked out one of perfect shape and thickness. This was maybe a little below one inch thick. I lubed it up, I stuck it in - oh my god, the feeling! Without consciously thinking about it, my thoughts had already started to change, and in my imagination these objects were starting to turn into dicks. I pushed the carrot in, now not lying on the floor or crouching, but standing on all fours like I was being fucked. Instead of just leaving it, I now started pulling it out again, then shoving it back in, and so forth. I felt like I was being fucked. I was extremely turned on, my dick was hard as a rock. The only problem was that no matter how intense the pleasure got, I never got closer to orgasm this way. My cock needed to be touched too. I couldn't stand like this with no hands, so I had to give up fucking my own ass in order to jack off. I alternated between the two as best I could for a while, but it just didn't work. Also, my arms were getting tired from lifting my body. I switched to just sitting on the floor. But when I watched my hard cock, pulsating between my legs, I had an irresistible urge...to suck it. I don't know what came over me, but I leaned over to try. It hurt my back, and I could only lick and suck gently at the tip of the head. Then I tried making a backflip and stopping in the middle. This made me able to get the whole head into my mouth. I continued shoving the carrot back and forth in my ass, while I sucked and licked and gently nibbled at my dick. I had never experienced anything so sexy in my life. I was sucking cock AND getting my cock sucked. And being ass-fucked at the same time! The mere thought was enough to make me cum. I started feeling insecure when I felt my cock jerking - should I pull out before I cum? I didn't have time to think, but somehow I settled for a no. I squished out what felt like a gallon of hot, white goo into my mouth. As I let my head fall, my cock slipped out of my mouth and dribbled a few last drops on my lower lip and cheeks. I still had the cum in my mouth, I couldn't bring myself to swallow it. I stood up on trembling legs and spat it out in the sink. I looked at myself in the mirror. Now that the orgasm was over, it all felt like a bad idea.</span></span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-56322172986995328992007-07-20T17:48:00.001-07:002007-07-20T17:48:34.806-07:00Rugby<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >It was a quiet mountainous area of central Europe and the youth hostel was a good central point for cycle rides to various beauty spots. Sammy and I had just left school that summer and taken the train from a Channel port to the nearby town. There were two large dormitories with bunk beds and each of the showers was big enough for about six people. Us two seemed to be the only guys around at least for the first couple of nights. It was on the third day at about 4pm, Sammy was fixing something on his bike. I was in the shower when I suddenly became aware of voices quite near me. "Hey did we go through the wrong door!?" I think was what I heard one say. When I turned to see who was there I saw these four big guys looking straight at my naked body but seemed to be sharing some hilarious intimate joke between themselves. "So what were you expecting!?" one said. There was more laughter between them. "Sorry!" I said "I never saw you, please excuse me!" "No don't worry!" said one trying to compose himself, "Just a little misunderstanding that's all!" I went on showering and they stripped off and went into the next shower. They kept glancing in my direction and I thought I noticed some of them were getting erect. "Hey control those daydreams Andy you got to accept it. Seeing is believing you know!" I guessed Andy was the big black guy and there seemed little doubt about why he had to control himself! Then I noticed another six guys had arrived and were already naked and heading for my shower. "May we join you?" one asked me "Yea sure, I was just finishing off anyway" "No don't rush you were here first. So long as you don't mind us, I'm afraid there's not much privacy here!" They were all big muscular guys and when they started soaping themselves next to me I found myself delaying my departure and re-soaping my body a second time. I had not even admitted to myself that I was enjoying their physical company. I had never been near such big guys before especially not in the nude and they too seemed to be looking at me a lot especially when I turned my back. I had only just turned 18 and I did not count myself as gay but now I was struggling to conceal a growing erection in front of these beautiful bodies all of whom now had quite rigid cocks. None of them tried to do anything to me, although if they had I reckon I would not have tried to resist. Instead I went and got dried and dressed leaving them swapping all sorts of ribald comments between themselves and bursting into shouts of raucous laughter. I met Sammy just as I was going out of the door. He took one look inside and retreated immediately at the sight of all these guys. "They're OK" I said, "They won't eat you!" "That's not what concerns me!" Sammy was very correct but rather prudish. He was not in the least bit manly in his ways or muscular in appearance. I suppose in some ways he was more similar to me in that we could both be described as youthful looking and perhaps a little effeminate. He had once been teased at school for being too fat and I had persuaded him into this trip partly to improve his fitness. His face conveyed a bit of the 'I'm a fatty' look and while he was OK in the nude I couldn't get too excited about him as the prospects for any intimacy always seemed quite hopeless. Later on that evening in the bar we found that the new guests had monopolised it with their rowdy conviviality. They were already sitting around two big tables telling jokes and gulping frothy beer from large glasses. Sammy went immediately to a table as far away from them as possible and complained about their noisiness, poor manners and lack of respect for others. After about 10 minutes he said he thought we should turn in early but I told him to go ahead as I might stay behind for another drink. As I made my way back from the bar the main group were all looking at me and I smiled back. "Hey would you like to come and join us. Where's your friend gone?" "He said he wanted an early night!" I said in a conspiratorial whisper making no effort to conceal my distaste for his puritanical mentality. "Let me guess you're a Rugby team and you are over on holiday?" I ventured as I took as seat. "Nearly right" said a guy called Bob, the captain, "Although we're on tour. Teaching this lot how to play, I suppose. How did you guess" I was once a mascot for the local team when I was 12 years old. So I've pretty much grown up with you lot!". "Don't look much like a Rugby player yourself though! Too, well!, if I may borrow your word 'pretty'? Please don't take that wrongly we don't mean to tease you or anything but I just can't imagine you as part of a scrum!". This was Colin, a huge guy who played Scrum Half. He was one of the ones I had seen in the showers earlier. There was a growing titter of laughter as some guys sitting next to Colin started whispering to one another. "You're just making excuses!" "It was genuine mistake. How could I tell?" This left me perplexed as they rolled around laughing about whatever it was that had so amused them before. "I think we'll have to tell him" said Andy. "Yea you go on then" said Colin, but Andy was not so easily embarrassed. "It was just that, well, when we first saw you, you were actually facing the other way and some of us sort of saw you and wondered if we hadn't made a mistake if you see what I mean." "Perhaps he doesn't quite" Chirped up a smaller guy called Lenny. "What we all saw was a fucking sexy ass so naturally we thought you were a chick. And I suppose you hair had something to do with it also!" he added. "Steady on Lenny!" Bob interrupted getting quite angry. "That's not the way to talk to our guest who we hardly know". I felt more amused than offended especially as I remembered what Sammy had said! "So I suggest it's change of subject time now. What shall we all do? How about a game of cards?" said Eric a big tall guy who was the only other black player. I had counted 18 of them, I suppose 15 players and 3 reserves. "Were are quite lot for cards aren't we?" I said. "It depends what you play" said Colin. "So what are we going to play?" Andy asked "Strip poker!" He had a very challenging manner to him. What he had said might have sounded ridiculous but as I soon realised, not when it came from Lenny. "I thought this was a change of subject" observed Bob and then turning to me. "What is your reaction to this?" "I don't mind joining in at all. It's just that I am not too sure of the rules and so you may have to help me bit." "The less you know the sooner you loose and get your kit off!" continued Lenny then "No! have no fear I shall look after you!" he said grabbing my arm in a tight clasp. "Here goes then!" said Hank as he dealt from a double deck of cards. "When it comes to things like shoes and socks I suggest they both come off together" "Yes of course!" agreed Lenny on behalf of everyone else. To begin with I fared reasonably well which brought remarks from Andy that I was not as innocent as I looked. Several of the guys had to take their shirts off before I did and the sight of these big hairy chests was already generating problems for me lower down and increased everyone's anticipation of events. A run of losses saw my shoes and socks come off and then my jeans. Then I seemed to survive many games as I watched the others strip off down to their briefs revealing those huge strong thighs which characterise Rugby players all over the world and massive bulges where the material struggled to enclose their considerable equipment! I had a raging erection when it came to my turn to pull my pants down. It was the most exciting moment of my life. I could remember having such feelings all those years ago when I was a mascot and had glimpsed some of the players in the changing rooms. This was it! Their eyes all went down to feast on my genitals. I felt so proud that all these beautiful men should be admiring me. Then I turned to show them my bum. This was even more exciting for me as here lay some of my most treasured fantasies. Lenny was the first to run his hands over my buttocks then everyone seemed to be groping my genitals and slit. It was all over too quickly as Bob called them to order and the barman was seen across the room. I got dressed amid compliments. Eric said my ass was even sexier than any chick he'd seen. We played some more games then we all decided to go to bed. Sammy was asleep in the corner of the dormitory. Bob asked me where I wanted to go so I chose a lower bunk near the middle of the room. I watched the other guys strip down to their underpants and get into their bunks. I wondered whether anything would happen when the lights went out. In fact I was fucking desperate! As soon as everyone was in bed Bob put off the light But although it was dark there was a lot of noise from guys telling dirty jokes and laughing. Others were going on about who had the balls to do something. Poor Sammy! I was lying on my side with my knees slightly forward when I felt a hand on my blanket from behind. It was very dark but a voice said. "How are you doing?" "Fine thanks!" I replied then I felt his hand coming in under the bedclothes and feeling my naked body. It was Daren who played Full Back. He was in the lower bunk next to me, he was really nice but quiet. A bit of a dark horse but very handsome so I had no problem at all about his advances. I moved my body backwards towards him but remained facing the other way. This gave him access to my bum and slit. But he was pushing his hand between my legs and groping my balls and cock which was very hard. I was near to cumming but then he withdrew his hand I remember being worried that something had made him loose interest in me. The next thing was I felt the whole bunk sag as I realised that his big warm naked body was right next to me in bed. Now he was feeling my ass crack in an even more exciting way that was making my heart pound. As he went down to suck my cock I felt his finger tip locate my anus as he investigated my hole. I turned to lie on my stomach and he got on top of me from behind. I just could not believe everything was going right. I had so much longed for this all my teenage years and now I lay waiting for him to come up my bum with his lovely big hard dick. But there was no lube and my hole was too dry for him to penetrate me at first. He was shafting my crack now working his hard penis between my tight buttocks. The whole bunk was rocking as he suddenly started to shoot cum into my bum slit. I felt his frenzied jerking dick juice my hole then thrust into my bottom as he jacked off the rest of his semen fluids right up my rectum. Just at this very moment the guy in the top bunk shouted out: "What the hell 's going on?!" and someone turned on the light. In the frenzy of my ass being fucked the blankets had slipped off the bed and there we were stark naked. Daren was just pulling out a thick shiny fuck pole from my juicy, freshly fucked ass. A circle of guys now stood looking on in almost shocked amazement. It was a bit awkward at first, perhaps they needed time to take it all in. Bob commented that I seemed to have enjoyed it but Lenny had his own ideas. "What the fuck are you waiting for? I don't fucking care if he enjoyed it.! That's irrelevant!! He fucking needs it whether he likes it or not and he's going to fucking get it right up his fucking asshole!!! Come on get legs in the air you slut and don't try to fight me because I'm fucking stronger than you are. Lenny was full of testosterone and male aggression. He was well known for his fiery temper on the field and would often get booked for arguing with the referee. His body was small but immensely strong and fit. His upwards curving cock looked threatening as he grasped my ankles so hard it hurt and forced my legs back and apart as far as they would go. "Right you're fucking getting it right where you fucking need it. Watch me fuck that big fat chick ass of yours. These are the only fucking balls here and you're just about find out all about them." Lenny was ramming my ass so aggressively with his cock that my prostate was getting quite sore. There was nothing I could do, I felt overpowered by him and intimidated by his aggression. But above all I couldn't help wanting him to fuck me and to get his male juices up my bottom. His balls were slapping my against my buttocks as he pumped his prick in and out of my ass hole. "OK you get to feel my balls! Now they're going into action! I'm going to fuck your bum right up!" He quickened the pace. "I'm gonna fuck you full!! Oh hell you're gonna get it!! Ah!! Ah!!" Lenny shot his load right up me. I could feel his eager prick jerking wildly inside my rectum as he squirted his hot rich cum deep into my bum. I loved it! This was the cream of his strong muscles, his manliness and aggression. Eventually he collapsed forwards on to my chest releasing my ankles from his firm grasp. "Thanks mate! Thank was fucking marvellous" "Thanks Lenny you performed beautifully, you've got real balls!" That was typical of him, he was just a youth once more. Behind all his bravado he had a heart of gold. For the others watching it was now obvious that I was game for a big gang bang and that each of their now bulging pricks were welcome up my hot sticky hole. I pulled my legs back of my own accord this time as Bob came down on me with his huge muscular frame. He was twice the size of Lenny and his muscles were so big he had no need for strong language. Once Bob was on top of you, you knew who was boss! He was very cool and deliberate in everything he did. He sensed that I wanted to be fucked and there was no doubt about his determination. His dick was a lot thicker than Lenny's but once he started to push at my slimy sphincter I felt myself yielding to his pressure so that in seconds he drove his big strong meat straight up my eager ass. I don't think Bob had ever fucked a guy before and the presence of his cock inside was having a big effect on my genitals. Every movement he made inside me provoked huge excitement within me and both my face and my cock gave away my inability to control myself. Everyone was watching intently as Bob settled into a steady pumping rhythm like a piston surging in and out. He steady face gave no advanced warning of the huge climax he was about to experience. I say Bob was strong and composed. Well in a matter of seconds he suddenly turned quite wild and I could see all the sinews of his arm muscles and his heaving chest, while his legs tensed and bulged as every ounce of strength he had was thrown into a gigantic orgasm. I felt his cock leaping in wild spasms as he pumped his spunk up my bum. Once again it felt like everything strong and steadfast about this sturdy and resolute guy. I loved him as he winced as he spurted the last drops of cum up me. The others had been watching with growing excitement about who would be next and the sight of his thick sticky hose coming out of my hole was driving them wild. Andy was next. Believe me he was even bigger than Bob in every respect. There was more obvious passion about him as he forced his dick up me. He held my legs too as if like Lenny he wanted me to know who was in charge and that my role was just to lie back and let it happen. Wow happen it did!!. Andy's cock was massive and utterly irresistible from the moment he penetrated my anus he possessed my body completely. I couldn't look at anything except his big flashing eyes as he fixed mine on his and propelled me into uncontrollable sex. I could think of nothing except the feeling of his huge cock against my throbbing gland. His big black muscles on his chest were almost bare of hairs but immensely powerful but somehow tender too. He was not aggressive like Lenny in the way he fucked me. He seemed to probe me with a sensitivity even an understanding of exactly how I was reacting to him. I was in uncharted waters of sexual excitement. At times there was cum spilling from my half erect cock. Somehow I couldn't manage a full erection because Andy was just too dominant inside me. Gradually I became aware of a strange feeling welling up deep inside my rectum. It was a like a massive thrill but quite uncontrollable. Suddenly I was orgasming deep inside my bottom and driving Andy mad as my anus clasped at his cock. It was too much for him, I saw his eyes shut tight as he gasped then let fly inside me with the fantastic burst of fuck insemination. Wow Andy had some cum flow when he got going. They say you haven't been fucked till you've been done by a black guy. Well believe me it's true!!. Lenny seemed tame by comparison but just as Andy withdrew I took a glance over at Lenny and his curving cock was rigid again. He saw me: "Want some more?" he shouted. No way!! Said Eric as he sat down firmly on my legs.Eric was so big and tall he could easily outdo little Lenny. Apart from being the other black guy Eric had a really long cock. It was much longer than anyone else's. He wasn't as thick as Andy or Bob but he get places far beyond anyone else. If he did me really far up it set me off on a bowel action. It was the most sexy sight to see Eric's long shiny dick gliding in and out of my bum hole. He was even more careful and deliberate than Bob and he seemed to be a able to direct his cock very precisely to where he wanted it inside my rectum. He was about to propel me into another massive rectal orgasm. I could feel it coming. I was powerless to resist. He was in total control. "Hey Lenny come and do the honours man!" Eric called over to Lenny who seemed to know exactly what was expected of him as he leant over me and began sucking my cock. Very soon I got into a huge climax and as Eric withdrew inside a little I was able to shoot my cum down Lenny's eager throat. It was the orgasm of a lifetime. I was shouting out; I couldn't stop myself. Then Eric went into full flow. I had heard the others talk almost reverently about his balls. They were big and dangled low in his scrotum. It seemed like oceans of hot cum which Eric was delivering into my bottom. He boasted about being able to produce 25 mls against a normal guy's 5mls. Well all I can say is that it felt like gallons!! There were still another13 guys desperate to fuck me. As I looked around all I could see was a forest of erect cocks waiting to do me. Now to speed matters up I bent over the end of the bed and invited them in from behind. Even though some of my enthusiasm had been drained off I was loving each and every one of these big sexy guys as they took it in turns to ram their cocks up my ass and fuck me full of cum. They were all so excited by the sight of each other's dicks dosing me with spunk and the slime now oozing from my crack and trickling down the inside of my thighs. It took each guy took less than half a minute to do me from penetration through several piston strokes to getting their cum pumped in. I noticed Sammy was awake and sitting up in bed watching me getting it. He was in a very vulnerable position. The remaining guys who hadn't fucked me were champing at the bit to jack off. Two of them went over to Sammy and were not in any mood for formal introductions. "What's your name pretty boy? You look as if you're in need of some attention!" Sammy had been wearing pyjamas. We all heard them tear as a guy called Nicky ripped off his bottoms. "Oh yea fucking lovely and smooth. Now you can't keep a lovely bum like that all to yourself now can you! Come on you're going to get it" Sammy was struggling hard to get away but now three guys were holding him down as another applied some cum to his asshole which they had collected from mine to lube him up. "Hey get off!" he protested mildly. We were all watching as another guy Jock tried to force his dick up Sammy's ass hole. He was crying out obviously in pain as Jock was far too big for him. I shouted over that he should stop before they did him a serious injury. Bob seemed to have gone to bed in another dorm, anyway he was not around to keep order. Sammy was struggling ineffectively because I guess he really wanted it . The sight of him like this was extremely exciting for everyone. There was no doubt that his bum was beautifully smooth and sexy and when he was watching us he had got an erection. Lenny now took over a with the help of two others who held his legs up, he got himself in position to penetrate Sammy's ass with his slim curved dick. Lenny was about the only guy to be slim enough to stand a decent chance of getting into an un-dilated hole. We all watched as Lenny gently pushed his knob against Sammy's sphincter. It took several minutes before he yielded and we saw Lenny's dick bury itself into Sammy's bottom. Having both hands free Lenny got to work on Sammy's dick which was already hard. "Don't try to pretend you don't want it! You're loving this aren't you! And its just about to get better!" Lenny was shafting Sammy very gently so as to excite his prostate to the maximum. It was Sammy who started to cum first. He was groaning and gasping as his gland tried to ejaculate but Lenny was pressing his cum tubes inside. Suddenly he let fly and fucked Sammy right up his lovely bum. Sammy managed to ejaculate on his belly button as Lenny shot his load up him and ended his virginity for good. The fertilised Sammy was now sent back to bed to absorb the fluids now well up inside his young body. I lay on the mattress on my stomach and took the rest of the Guys in the same way that I had taken Daren. They said afterwards it was more exciting than doing me bending over because their cock shafts were clasped by my buttocks while their knobs were squeezed by my anus. I had been fucked by 18 guys and I could feel their semen inside my ass. It was a lovely full feeling and I was able to keep their beautiful strong fluids inside me all night as I slept naked next to Daren. Needless to say Sammy' sexuality had now been determined for him and he was a much happier person. He even stopped complaining about the behaviour of Rugby players!</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-21839834069804027772007-07-20T17:47:00.001-07:002007-07-20T17:47:45.092-07:00Jock of My Dreams<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >Coach Jones thought I would work out fine, and gave me a quick orientation on what my duties would be. I was to clean up after school, and after the players. Make certain the laundry was done, the floors were cleaned, and the showers were as well. He handed me the keys to the locker room, so that after games I could finish even if it were late, and I could lock up. I can't tell you what a thrill it was to handle those keys. It was like he was handing me the keys to a gold chest. I thanked the coach for the opportunity, and I believe I saw a twinkle in his eyes, as he smiled at me. The first day on the job, was pretty easy. The football team just finished practice, and were all trying to clean up and go home. The smell in that room, made my dick hard. Have you ever smelled that wonderful combination of sweat, musk, soap, and just natural male smells. The team was walking around in various states of undress. Some were heading to the showers, others were just stripping off their uniforms, and others had cleaned up and heading out the door. I knew most the guys by sight if not by name, and I was thoroughly enjoying the sites in front of me. There was every size, shape, and color of cock and ass imaginable. I did notice those that seemed more endowed, and was surprised by others. As I was walking around making sure towels were handed out and picked up, I bumped into Tim. He was just getting out of his uniform and was standing there in nothing but his jock, and shoulder pads. The site sent my dick hard in about three seconds. I glanced up at his face, and he blessed me with his brilliant smile. "Hey man sorry, I was not watching where I was going", he said. "No problem, I was pretty occupied in thought myself". Tim smiled again, and then with a hint of mischief said, "Yeah, I noticed". Not sure what he meant, but I had been staring at his crotch. As he walked away, I checked out my fantasy, and it was beyond real. His bubble butt had a fine coating of hair, just a shade lighter than that on his head. He shook as he moved, in perfect syncopation with his steps. I was in heaven. That night in bed, the erection came quickly and the ejaculation even quicker. I could not contain my lust, my desire, and my need for Tim. This job as towel boy had its advantages, but it also had its disadvantages. I didn't know if I could keep my dick under control. Would I sprout wood at the mere sight of Tim, or any of the other hunks on the team? I had been good so far, but as the days went on, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger, I was letting my guard down. I had not admitted to being gay to myself, and certainly was not sure where my sexuality was, but I knew I was attracted to men, and Tim in particular. During the next several weeks, I had made friends with most of the team, and Tim and I were at least on speaking terms. As felt wonderful every time Tim would say hello, or tap me on the shoulder as we passed down the halls. At one point he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me into him in a playful manner in the halls. We wrestled around a bit, and as I turned my head, my nose was directly in his armpit. I took a quick whiff, and struggled to get free. I hoped he hadn't noticed. He let me loose, tussled my hair, and then gave me another one of those smiles. Late that afternoon after practice, I was cleaning up after the team, and I came across a jock lying on the floor near Tim's locker. I had no idea whose it was, but the temptation was there. I picked it up, looked at the stained jock, and instinctively put it to my nose. The scent was intoxicating, my head felt light; all my senses tingled with excitement. I then stuffed the pouch into my mouth and began to suck on it. I could taste the salty taste of sweat, the acid taste of piss, and the sweet taste of cum. I knew that taste from eating my own after each cum session at night. Someone had actually shot into his jock. Did they jerk off into it, or did they come during the game? I was not sure, but my dick was hard at the thought. I quickly looked around to make sure no one had noticed me, and then deposited the jock in the laundry. As I passed by the showers I heard noises. I didn't think there was anyone else left in the locker room, so I was curious to see what was up. I quietly moved around the corner and was amazed at what was happening before my eyes. There in the furthest corner of the communal showers was the coach, and Gil the defensive lineman. Coach Jones was on his knees, sucking Gil's thick slab of meat, while Gil just leaned back on the wall. The Coach was even better looking than I imagined. At 45, he was graying slightly, but his body was tight, and his chest furry. His legs had always looked well muscled, as I knew he ran regularly. Gil on the other hand was a powerhouse of muscle. He worked out religiously every day in the weight room. His shoulders and arms bulged with pumped muscle, his legs powerful and strong, and his smooth tan skin shimmered with sweat. "Yeah Coach, eat my dick man, eat this powerhouse cock!" Coach Jones just hummed in ascent. He was eating that boy's dick as if it were his last meal. "Now, lick those balls, Coach, lick behind those orbs, where the sweat is sweeter!" Gil was really into the scene, and I have to admit so was I. I had never really seen two men go at each other with abandoned before, but here it was. Gil leaned forward and started to run his hands down the coach's back, and down to the crack of his ass. He was still feeding the coach his cock, but the intent was clear. He then pulled the Coach's head off his cock, turned around and presented his full ass to him. "Eat my dirty, hairy hole fucker!" The coach started to kiss, lick and lightly bite the big man's globes. He then took his nose, and running it up the crack of Gil's ass, took a deep breath. It was just like my fantasy. Just the same action I wanted to do to Tim. Coach Jones pulled back, spread Gil's massive mounds, and then just stared at the exposed sphincter. "Damn boy, you do have pretty hole." "Probably tastes just as good as it smells too!" Coach Jones was in his element. He then moved forward, stuck out his tongue, and swiped it up Gil's crack. Gil moaned in pleasure as he felt the rough muscle, slide across his tender pink hole. "Yeah man, clean my hole out!" "I've been waiting all day for you to suck my ass hole." Coach dove back into the massive ass and buried his face in that beautiful butt. He seemed to be going nuts trying to get deeper inside. Gil closed his eyes, moaned in pleasure and pushed back onto the Coach's face. All this time my dick was straining inside my jockeys. I unzipped my jeans, pulled my hard cock out and started to stroke at the scene in front of me. It was my fantasy come alive, and probably as close as I would come to it. At least that is what I thought. The coach continued his efforts for a few more minutes, until Gil told him to stop. Gil turned around and presented his cock for further worship. "Here cock sucker, lube up this thick dick because it is going up your ass!" Coach complied and took the dick down to the hilt. As he came back up he made sure he wet the shaft down well with his spit. He deep throated that cock a few more times and then was ready. He turned around and positioned himself on all fours on the shower room floor. "DO ME FUCKER!" was all he needed to say. Gil got behind him, positioned his cock, and then slowly slid the head into the Coach's waiting hole. Coach winced initially, as the big mushroom head pierced his hole. He then let out a breath of relief, as Gill proceeded to push the rest of his dick into his ass. It must have been at least 8 or 9 inches in length and it disappeared inside the coach in seconds. Once settled into that warm tunnel, Gil grabbed the man's hips and began to piston his hips into him. Each trust became a bit harder and deeper. Each time the Coach would beg for more. Another inch, a harder thrust, a faster pace. Eventually, Gil was a machine in motion. No longer thinking of the Coach's pleasure or pain, but his own gratification, he was an animal in heat. He thrust his hard shaft deep into the Coach's hungry ass, and he punished with his weapon. "Yeah fucker, take this man's cock, ride my dick!" Gil was a man on a mission. I could tell by Gil's breathing that he was close to shooting his wad up the coach's hole. I was close to shooting mine that was for sure. Gill had made the coach change positions, and had him on his back, with legs up on the floor. I could really get a good view of his tool working the man's hole. It was slick with ass juice, and hard as a nail, but the coach was in heaven. He stroked his cock in perfect rhythm with the defensive lineman's punches. "Here it comes fucker, I'm going to flood your hole with my cum" Gil screamed, and he thrust harder into the ass hole, and held himself there, muscles tensed, teeth clenched. He then started to push in and out just abit more making certain his juice was deep inside the man. At that same time, coach moaned out his assent into the abyss that is orgasm. I could see the stream of cum shoot over his shoulder and land on the floor behind his head. He volleyed a few more ropes of cum on his chest before lying there exhausted. Gil collapsed on top of the coach, and then tenderly searched his mouth with his tongue. The kiss was passionate and not rushed, more love than threat, and certainly of fulfilled pleasure. I had turned around the corner and proceeded shot my load all over the floor. The sights, the sounds, mixed with the smells of the locker room, pushed me over the edge. I stood there, gasping, shaking from the eruptive orgasm, eyes closed, trying to burn that scene into my memory. When I opened my eyes, I was staring into Tim's face. "Not shot man, looks like you really had to bust that nut!" Tim smiled, and walked away. I was red with embarrassment, and shame. Not only had I been caught, but by Tim. I could never look at him again I thought. I could I explain. I quickly put myself back together, and left the building. The following day, I avoided Time like the plague. I didn't meet his eyes, went the other way down the halls, anything to avoid him. I was embarrassed, and ashamed. I figured he would never see me the same way again. I was going into the locker room at the end of the day, and I purposely avoided Tim's locker area. I also tried to avoid Coach Jones too. Somehow I did not want him to know I had witnessed his little play with Gil, I am not sure why. I was putting some equipment away, when I hear Tim calling for me. I took a deep breath and walked over to where his locker was. He was sitting on the bench, still dressed in his uniform. "Did you call for me?" "Yeah stud, could you help me off with my uniform. I sprained my wrist at practice." "Sure, not a problem Tim", was all I could muster. I straddled the bench in front him, and proceeded to help him off with his jersey. As close as I was to him, I could feel his hot breath on my stomach, and he attempted to help. I got jersey off, and laid that on the floor. I started to help with his shoulder pads. "Why don't we leave those for now, could you help with the cleats?" I just smiled back, and proceeded to untie his cleats, and take them off. I was starting to wonder why he needed my help, it didn't seem to me that the injury was that bad. But this did give me an excuse to be close to him. I was taking this all in and enjoying the intimacy. What I failed to notice was Tim's face. He sat back, and grinned. There was a look of contentment, of completion on his face. Little did I know what that was all about? I started taking off Tim's sock, and feeling the hard muscled calves, the fine hairs trail across my fingers, was giving me a hard on. Not to mention his smell. Damn, but I loved the smell of a man who sweats. As I got closer to his feet, I must have tickled him, and he jerked. I was not prepared for that, and I fell backward onto him. We both lay prone on the bench, our eyes meeting. It was a brief moment, but there was a fire in his eyes, something I had not noticed before. I quickly recovered, and joked about his reflexes and how they were pretty good. He just smiled, and said they had to be to play the game so well. We both laughed. I then went to work the shoulder pads again, and this time he allowed me to pull them off. Again his hot breath was seeping through my tee shirt, and I my cock was straining against my jeans. As I lifted up, Tim needed to lean in and as he did so, I thought I felt him kiss my stomach. It was brief contact, but something nonetheless. As he sat there bare chested, with only his uniform pants and pads still on, he was mesmerizing. The scent of his maleness was filling the air, and even if I tried I could not hide the erection in my jeans. He stared into my eyes, and then at my crotch. I followed his gaze, and blushed. "Nothing to be ashamed about man, we all get those". He smiled, and then asked me to help him off with the rest. By this time the rest of the team had already finished cleaning up and were leaving. None of them said much as they left, and the situation with Tim and I did not seem strange. Tim was standing up at this point, and was trying to undo the ties at the top of his pants. His wrist was just a bit too tender to work the strings well enough so I helped him undo the pants, and helped to pull the pads out. Once loosened, the pants came down easily. There he was, standing in front of me in just his jock. I couldn't help but stare at the full package nestled within the fabric of that jock. His cock was hard, and straining against the mesh. I looked into his eyes. There was seriousness there. "Perhaps this is the view you like best" he said, and turned around. There, framed by the two elastic bands was the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. He turned to look back at me, his eyes were welcoming, his smile dazzling. "Go ahead Jimmy, do what you want." "I have been waiting for weeks to catch you alone, but after yesterday I knew I couldn't wait much longer". I sat on the bench and just stared at those two glorious globes. I reached up and started to massage each one of those hard gluts, and feel the muscles respond to my touch. Tim relaxed, and allowed himself to feel the pleasure of my touch. Just as I had seen Coach do the day before, I began to lick, bite, and kiss that ass. To feel the warm flesh against my tender lips sent shivers down my spine. I needed to sniff the man's ass. To smell the deepest essence of whom this man was. Spreading his cheeks just slightly, I ran my nose up the crack of his hairy ass, and took a deep, satisfying breath. It was more than I could have imagined. The mix of sweat, musk, and his maleness was there. I couldn't help myself, spread his cheeks further apart, and began to run my tongue across, and into his pungent hole. He bent down to give me better access, and I buried my face in his butt. I lapped at his hole, sending my pointed tongue as deep into that tunnel as I could reach. Tim moaned loudly as I feasted on his pucker. "OH FUCK! Jimmy I never knew it could feel so good!" He chanted as I kept up my cadence. I was in heaven. The vision that was Tim's ass was now my conquered territory. I was gone, and I had crossed a line within myself that felt right. I knew this was who I was, and this was the man I wanted. I pulled myself out of his ass, and turned him around. His full, stained, and wet jock pouch was at face level. I leaned in and began to suck on the fabric. I sucked on his ball sack through the webbing, and chewed up the shaft of his hard cock. I tasted piss, sweat, and yet again cum. It had been Tim's jock I found the other day. The taste was the same, and I understood. He left it for me as bait. I took my head and pushed it further into his crotch. He ground his hips on my face, so that his hard cock was running across my face. I licked, suck, and chewed on any thing that came into my mouth. He then pulled my head away. He stared down into my eyes. There were no words spoken, he just bent down and kissed me. His ardent tongue found my mouth and forced its way in. I relented and gave myself over to the intrusion. The kiss was fire, it was passion, it was male. He then moved back, and again staring into my eyes, said, "Why don't you take off those clothes, and follow me?" I did as he asked and he led me to the shower room. He turned on the sprays at the far end on hot, and allowed a billow of steam to rise. The then stepped back to me, and embracing me, kissed me again. Our hands found the landscapes of our bodies, explored the valleys and hills of the topography of the male form. He started to kiss and suck on my neck, this sent shivers down my spine. He moved down to my chest and sucked lovingly at my nipples. He then lifted my arms up and dove into my armpits with vengeance. He licked, he sucked, and he savored the flavor of my sweat. As he maneuvered down my torso, he got to his knees, and licked my cock. He tenderly licked the mushroom head of my hard cock, and then took it into his lips. My brain froze that moment in time. Tim was sucking my dick! The scene was surreal, and yet it felt as natural as breathing. Tim then took my shaft and swallowed as much as he could of my 10-inch cock. He went after my dick like a starving man. The only thing I could compare the sensations to was electricity. I stood there in the middle of the steam and allowed Tim to take me, to make my body his for that time. He was moving down to my balls, and sucking each one into his mouth, and licking it. He was making love to me. I wanted to be there with him, to give him the same sensations, and so I got down on the floor with him. We positioned ourselves into a 69 position and we both went at each other. Mouths, cocks, balls, ass holes, it all was tasted, and savored. I started to push a finger into Tim's ass hole as I sucked his cock. He moaned and wiggled his ass, wanting more of my digit in him. I continued to suck his dick and as I did so, I would work more of my fingers into his hole. There was some tension there, but relaxation took over and soon I had three fingers up his wanting hole. I devoured my cock, slicking it up, chocking on it. I knew what he wanted instinctively, and it was the same thing I did. All this time admiring the quarterback's ass, I wanted to fuck him. To feel my cock slide between those muscled cheeks, and feel the warmth of his inside. I wanted to feel him caress my shaft with his rectal muscles, to want me deep inside of him. Ultimately to shoot my load in his hole, and mark it as mine. Just as I had seen Gil do with Coach Jones, I positioned Tim on all fours. It was a beautiful sight to see that strong back arched, waiting for my assault. I spit on my cock, and lubed it up more. I positioned it at the entrance to his ass, and pushed. He gasp as the cock head, burst the barrier of his sphincter. Tim pushed back instinctively onto my cock. It may have been an intrusion, but it was a welcomed one. I allowed him to do what he needed to do, to feel comfortable. To allow him to open up, relax to accept my cock. Tim then gave me the sign that he was ok, that he wanted it to go on. I started to slowly piston my cock in and out of his hole. I would pull my fully hard shaft out of his hole, only so far as to allow the head to remain inside. I would then push back into his ass, with one long stroke. I repeated this process until I could feel his hole give itself to me. I grabbed Tim by his hips and started to really get into motion. He moaned, he screamed, he demanded my assault on his ass. He wanted me deep inside his hole, to spread his hole, to fuck him. I did so with abandon. I don't know what came over me, but all I recall and a brutal fucking. I pounded his ass hole hard, fast and deep. I no longer worried about what he might be thinking of me. His hole felt so wonderful wrapped around my cock. I could tell by his reactions that he was enjoying. He would push back on me to make the strokes more intense. I knew at this rate I would never last. I wanted to see his eyes as I punished his jock hole. I told him to get on his back and left his massive legs. I then repositioned my cock and drove it in. I could see him close his eyes tight, to call out, to scream of pleasure. I braced myself against his legs, and looked down at him. He stared back at me with such love, such desire that I almost lost it. I wanted this scene to live on forever. The locker room, the smells, the steam, and the man of my dreams were all one. I couldn't hold back and told him so. He looked at me and demanded that I drown his guts in sperm. That I breed him like any whore I might want. I did so with pleasure. My cock expanded just a bit more, the tightness of my balls, signaled the eruption of cum, and I spit that river of juice into him. I yelled at the top of my lungs, the intensity was so great. He also yelled as he shot stream, after thick stream of cum on his chest. My legs felt week, my body tingling with electricity. I stayed within him for as long as I could. I could feel my cock start to deflate, and knew I had spent myself. I pulled out of him with a noisy plop. We both laughed. I moved down to him and stared into his eyes. Here was the quarterback of the football team, wet, exhausted, fucked, in the middle of the steamy locker room showers. What a sight. I kissed him passionately. All of a sudden I hear noise, and jolt in surprise. Someone was still in the locker room. A body appeared through the veil of steam and it was Coach Jones. I froze for a minute, not knowing what to do. He looked at me, and then at Tim. He was silent, as if trying to think of what to say. He then smiled, and said, "It is about time you to got together." "I thought after yesterday and Jimmy here seeing me get fucked by Gil, it would be the perfect motivation." I was shocked. Tim said, "Yeah coach, Jimmy here shot such a wad yesterday on the floor, that I knew the time was right." Apparently I had been set up. "How did you know?" I asked. They both looked at me with amazement. "Duh Jim, you drooled like a puppy from day one." It seemed they both recognized the same lust that burned in them, burning in me. That is why the towel boy position was offered. They figured sooner or later I would slip. Well we all had a good laugh at that. I didn't care at this point. All I knew was I was with the Jock of my Dreams</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-79879151993121086272007-07-20T17:46:00.001-07:002007-07-20T17:46:57.169-07:00Basket Balls-of-Fire<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >I got hard in about two seconds from that. Then I took control. I pushed him down and started on the one part of the his body that I wanted so much...his balls. I took my hand and started to massage them. Letting them dangle and then lightly holding them between my fingers. This boy was amazing he had shaved his pubs all of so he was sooo smooth. It felt so good to hold them in my hands. FInally I inched my mouth down to them. Then slowly I let my tounge feel it out and started to lick them . By now he was obviously enjoying it because his hands were all over the back of my head caressing it and pushing it closer and closer. Next after I was done with the big balls. I moved to the biggest piece of man meat I have seen in my entire life. I kid you not this boy was at least 10" hard. I was so fucking hyped up. I started at the bottom licking the stump and it was all steaming and at the same time I could tasted the sweat that had worked up from the big game. I worked my way up letting my tounge run around the sides and not leave a piece untouched. Finally I was at the top of this man mountain. I started kissing and licking the tip which was uncut. I played with the foreskin letting in between my tounge and lips. Then I dove down on it like a rocket. He was now pushing my head farther and farther down. I got about half way when I started to gag. So I went back up then began a rythm of up and down up and down faster and faster his hands allways pushing me down and down. He started to yell "Yess, Fuck Yeah, OHHHH I'm cummmminng.....AHHHHHHHHH" With that he shot his load. I was licking it in like it was sweet icing. It tasted salty and yet sweet at the same time. The warm oozing sensation filled my mouth and was the best blow job I ever gave. After I had sucked him drier than death Valley. I told him that it was my turn to get off so I help him up and told him to bend over. I think he kinda liked me taking control of the situation. SO with that I pulled out the bottle of Pert Plus shampoo and started to lube my dick up. I almost came right then and there but I managed to contain it. So then I put some on my fingers and then told him to relax. I took my fingers and run them up and down his crack the cold shampoo made him jump a little. Next I told him not to worry and that we are gonna have some fun now. So I grabbed my dick and rubbed it all over his ass cheeks first then found the crack and spent time running it through the crack. Finally it was time for some deep penetration and i found my sweet spot and then slowly pushed my way into his insides. He started to moan but I just grabbed his chest and pulled him into me. Finally after about ten seconds I was in. And for those of you that don't know having your dick in ass is the best feeling in the world I was so content and happy that I could have stayed there forever but figured what the heck lets have some fun. So I started my rythm again. First pulling it almost out slowly then back in slowly then out a little faster and then in faster and out and in and out and in and then after a while I was going so fast I thought I was going pass out when I could feel my balls go up in the sack and my dick was ready and then with a loud moan and a big pull into his body I released my boy juice all into his ass. I was in heaven fucking and then my cum was all over my dick and I brought it out. We just stood there not knowing what to do next so We ended up showering each other and lets just say that we made our high school basketball years the best of our lives!!!!!!!!!!</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036200354552048257.post-83468104531312533282007-07-20T17:45:00.000-07:002007-07-20T17:46:03.827-07:00UNCLE'S FRIEND<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >"Hello, I'm Cole Denton, and you must be Mr. Taylor," the young man said while extending his hand, "I'm happy to meet you!!!" "P-please come in, Mr. Denton, would you care for something to drink," the older man asked nervously!?! "No thanks, I'm okay, but would you like something," Cole asked gently, "you look a little nervous?!?" "Does it show that much," he asked with a little laugh, "I thought I was hiding it pretty well!?!" "I take it that you've never done anything like this before," he went on easily, "well let me put your mind at ease, we won't do anything you don't want to do, it's as simple as that, you're the boss!!!" A sigh of relief seemed to waft through him as he responded softly, "I really appreciate that, Mr. Denton, I was close to calling it off, but now I'm glad that I didn't!!!" "Good," he replied enthusiastically, "now for starters, I think that we should do away with all this Mr. and Mr. stuff and use Cole and Mike!?!" After making small talk for a few minutes, Cole finally turned the conversation and asked softly, "So, Mike, what is it that you'd like to do, I'm at your service!?!" He fidgeted nervously in his seat and said haltingly, "I-I don't know, what do you think we should do first!?!" "Well," Cole replied smoothly, "how about if I strip for you, most of the men like seeing me take of my clothes, how does that sound to you!?!" "Oh, yes," he replied almost breathlessly, "that sounds very nice, I'd love to see you take off your things!!!" "Do you like big cocks," Cole asked while taking off his shirt and exposing his smoothly muscled tanned chest!?! "Y- yes," he moaned quietly, "I love big cocks, is yours big!?!" "I don't know," he replied while sliding off his tight pants, "how big is big, what's big to you might be small to someone else?!?" "My lover was seven inches long and that seemed pretty big to me," he moaned as Cole's bikini underwear came into view!!! Cole now stood not more than three feet away from him and with hands on his hips asked in a low voice, "Why don't you pull these down for and see for yourself, I hope it doesn't disappoint you!!!" With his hands now literally shaking, he reached out and after hooking his fingers in the waist band, took a deep breath and began tugging them down over his firm thighs, and as the rapidly thickening dick popped into view he gasped and stammered, "I-I don't believe it, h-how big is it, it's incredible!?!" "I'm not sure," he whispered, "why don't you feel for yourself and tell me how big you think it is?!?" With his eyes the size of saucers, he gingerly reached out and softly caressed the big head, inducing it to spasm slightly while moaning softly, "I-it must be eight inches long, is that about right!?!" "Ohhhhh, Mike," he chuckled, "I'm afraid that you're a little off, but just by and inch and a half!!!" "Oh god," he gaped, "it's nine and a half inches long, and so thick, c- can I suck it, please can I suck it!?!" Cole didn't even answer, instead he just pushed his crotch forward in an open invitation for Mike to take him into his mouth, which is exactly what he did as he let the big head press momentarily against his lips, and after savoring the sensation, opened wide and let it slide into his hungry mouth!!! "Oh myyyyyyyy," he sighed as he devoured his thickness, "you older men just have a knack for sucking cock, I guess there's just no substitute for experience!!!" Mike chuckled to himself and after pulling away for a second replied, "We're old enough to appreciate it too, like when we wrap a tongue around the head, just like this, it seems to drive men wild," and when he did exactly what he had just described, Cole's legs buckled slightly causing him to rest his hands on Mike's shoulders to keep from losing his balance!!! "Mmmmmmmmmm, you like that do you," he asked sweetly, "well, at least your cock seems to like it," as he licked off the drooling precum dripping from its tiny slit!!! After pulling Mike to his feet, Cole kissed him deeply on the mouth as he began unbuttoning his shirt with one hand while squeezing his cock with the other as he whispered into his ear, "When's the last time you got fucked, I'll bet your ass is hot as a firecracker!?!" "Oh, god," he moaned, "i-it's been so long since I've had it, and I'm not just hot, it's literally on fire, oh please, hurry!!!" "Mmmmmm, I just love big dicks," he sighed while unzipping Mike's pants and pulling out his cock, "ohhhhhhhhhhh my, such a nice big fat head!!!" Mike threw his head back as Cole jerked his hard shaft, and after only a few moments the older man was begging Cole to take off his pants and fuck him in the ass!!! Now almost delirious with lust, Mike shoved down his trousers and then without another word, flopped back down on the sofa with his legs spread wide and his arms reaching out in and attempt to get him to come to him!!! Cole grabbed his hard pecker, and while staring at his incredibly hairy asshole, slowly fisted his meat while driving the sixty year old bachelor into and absolute frenzy of excitement!!! Come on," he begged while jerking his big dick, "don't make me wait, stick it in me, big boy, show daddy what a big fucking stud you are!!!" Hearing this silver haired senior citizen begging for his cock like a hot little teenager practically drove Cole crazy with lust, and after three more quick fistings, he easily slid between his thighs while guiding his hammer straight into his bung hole!!! After kissing him hard on the lips, he then gave a mighty shove of his hips, driving his spike balls deep into his unsuspecting ass, educing a loud moan from deep in his throat as he began a relentless battering of his defenseless rectum!!! "Oh fuck," he groaned softly, "n-never in my whole life...............!!!" "Never what," Cole panted while continuing his brutal assault!?! "I-I've never felt so full in my whole life, I feel so fully packed it's just incredible, " he gasped as his pecker started spasming out of control, "j-just to get fucked again makes me feel so fucking hot, I can't help it, but I'm gonna fucking cummmmmmmmmmmm!!!" Even though Cole was being paid good money for his time, once in a while he would get almost as turned on as his customers, and even while trying to act professionally, sometimes his cock would just take over and no matter how he tried to control himself he would just pound away at some poor old asshole until his semen jettisoned out of his red hot poker and into his hot butt hole!!! Fortunately or unfortunately, that is exactly what was happening to Mike as Cole completely went bonkers slamming his hardon in and out of him like the proverbial trip hammer!!! But Cole wasn't the only one whose mind was now spinning like a top, Mike was just about as out of it as he was, and only after two or three minutes of recuperation was he able to stammer, "Jesus was that ever good, are you sure you're all right!?!" "Uh yeah," he mumbled sheepishly, "I'm sorry, but I guess I kinda went off the deep end, I didn't hurt you did I!?!" "Hurt me," he giggled, "that was the best fuck I've ever had bar none, and I do mean ever!!!" While Cole dressed and with Mike still lying back on the couch with his legs splayed wide apart and a fist absentmindedly jerking his now deflated pecker, he asked softly, "So, how do we old guys stack up with the young stuff!?!" Cole buckled his belt and with a sly smile leaned down and kissed him full on the mouth and replied, "Baby, they can't hold a candle to you, not even one!!</span></div>Kuyuri-GPXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12057445466661575565noreply@blogger.com0