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I will never forget the day that I doomed humanity. It started like any other day. I was on my way to work and like usual I stopped off at my local coffee bar and got myself a Cafe Mocha to go. As I was exiting a man came up to me and asked if I could give him a lift to the hospital. His wife had gone in to labor and he was on his way to join her for the birth of their first baby when his car broke down. I was somewhat in a hurry myself to get to work, but I just couldn't leave him there. I looked around to see if maybe there was a cab but no such luck. I looked him up and down and he looked ok. I mean he was in a nice suit and looked like a decent human being. So, I said sure. As I pulled away from the curb and back in to traffic he grabbed my wrist. I felt hot and kind of light headed, yet somehow I managed to keep driving. He told me to turn right at the next light. Try as I might I couldn't disobey him. I turned right. We drove down Marshall Ave. a few blocks and then he told me to turn left on Harbor St. Again, I didn't want to do this, but I had no choice. I turned left. After another few blocks he told me to pull over. We were in the old part of town that was mostly warehouses and old storefronts that were no longer in use. I stopped in front of this big warehouse. He told me to get out and I did. Never once did he let go of my wrist. I was still hot and dizzy, yet able to stand and walk. He got out on my side of the car and led me to a door in the side of the warehouse. After closing the door, we walked in to the warehouse a good ways. There on the floor was and old mattress. Suddenly his hand started to glow and I got incredibly hot, the room started spinning, blackness engulfed me. That was the last thing I remember until I woke. When I came too I found myself lying naked on the mattress. It was cool and I began to shiver. I wanted to get up but I couldn't. I couldn't move my arms or legs, yet they weren't bound. Then I saw him. He was standing there naked. He was a good 6" 2" tall and must have weighed 190 or so pounds. He had brown hair, green eyes and no hair on his body whatsoever. His cock was quite impressive as well; limp it was 9" long and a good 2" thick. He started walking closer. I found I could talk. I asked what he wanted. He said he wanted my body. I thought great I have been kidnapped by a fag that was probably going to rape me and then kill me. This freaked me out. I had only had sex once and that was with my girlfriend. I had never thought or ever dreamed about having sex with another man. Slowly he moved closer. He kneeled down on the mattress and crawled over to me. In no time he was straddling me. He bent down like he was going to kiss me. He opened his mouth and out whipped this long tongue. It must have been a good 20 inches long. It was all over my face and chest. I started to freak out, but I still couldn't move. What the hell was this guy? Humans don't have tongues like that. The tongue retreated back in to his mouth. He then brought his lips to mine and we kissed. It was a strange thing. His lips were very warm and moist and it was a tender loving kiss. Then he opened his mouth wider and covered not only my mouth by my nose as well. I started becoming light headed. I couldn't breath. Just as I was about to pass out I strange smell and taste filled my nose, mouth and lungs. The coming blackness receded and my mind cleared. Somehow he was breathing for me. Each time he inhaled I exhaled. Each time he exhaled I inhaled. Along with oxygen there was something else. It was a strange taste and smell one I thought I had smelled and tasted before, but I couldn't put my finger on it. The more I breathed in the stranger I began to feel. Over the next few minutes, I got hotter and my body started to go numb, I thought for sure he was poisoning me and I was going to die. My cock started getting hard and precum started oozing from my piss slit. Slowly he uncovered my mouth and nose and moved down to my crotch. He started sniffing my cock and balls all the time he was growling, my god I thought through the fog and numbness in my body and head he is in heat or something. Slowly he opened his mouth and that god-awful tongue came out. It flicked at my piss slit lapping up my precum. Then it started working its way down my piss hole. God the pain, it was like a red hot poker sliding in to my cock cooking it from the inside. Deeper and deeper his tongue went. The deeper he went the more pain I felt. I didn't know how long I would be able to take it before I passed out. Always on the verge of passing out, yet never able to, slowly his tongue burrowed ever deeper in to my cock. I could feel it worming around inside of me. I began to panic more, but still I couldn't move. My arms and my legs just wouldn't respond to what I wanted to do. I was yelling at them with my mind, but they wouldn't listen. It took him a good five minutes to work half of his tongue in to my cock. He paused for a minute and looked up at me. Then he continued on. Slowly deeper and deeper he went, the pain grew worse with every centimeter, and then there was sharp pain in my balls. Then a fire spread throughout them. My god his tongue was in my nuts. I began to shake the pain was so bad. All the time I could feel his tongue moving around inside me. By this time he had his lips to my cock head. He opened his mouth and kept right on working down my shaft. In less than a minute he had his tongue all the way in me, the end of his tongue buried in my nuts, my cock was now lodged down his throat. Slowly he began to suck. The pain was slowly replaced with an intense pleasure. It was a cross of needing to pee, coming and a dull pain in my balls. The intensity built, I could tell I was going to shoot, but how. Then an intense orgasm moved through my balls, up my cock and in to his mouth. I was coming, but his tongue was acting like a straw. As he siphoned the come from my balls and intense fire spread from my cock to my nuts. He was filling them up with something. My balls began to grow heavy and sag in their sack. Between the seemingly never-ending orgasm, the now dull pain and the drugging I couldn't stop shaking. Slowly my balls filled with his alien juice, the more he pumped in the larger they grew, the heavier they became and the lower the hung. I was so wrapped up in the feelings I was having, both the good and the bad that I didn't notice him raise his hand to my neck or the thin needle like talon sticking out. In one quick thrust the talon sunk in to my neck. I never felt a thing. Blackness fogged my vision; my last thought before slipping in to unconsciousness was the end is here. My life is over. Thank god! I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke my balls burned and I felt nauseous. I tried to look down and see what he had done to my cock and balls, but I still couldn't move. It was then that he came in to sight. He was still naked; he walked over to me and kneeled down on the mattress. He put he hand on my forehead. "I am sorry my pet for the pain, but it was necessary. If I hadn't anesthetized you before hand the pain would have been far worse. You are running a fewer now, but it should break soon." "What did you do to me?" "Oh, my pet I did something wonderful to you. From now on every time you come, you will shoot my alien seed. My seed will transform anyone you have sex with. It will change them like I changed you. Then your world will be ours!" "Why? If you had to do all of this to me how can changing others to be like be so easy for me?" "Simple my pet, my seed that you will spread has now been adapted to human physiology. Now it can transform you species with ease. Until I changed you my seed would have been ineffective if I had just spewed in your ass. But, now it can transform humans simply by being introduced in to their body. For males it will alter their testicles, for women it will alter their ovaries." "You have one problem, you alien piece of shit. There is no way I would fuck anyone now!" "Now, now my pet, soon you will change you mind. When I am done with you, you won't be able to plant enough seed. You will be like that man from one of your fables, the one that planted apple seeds." "Johnny Apple Seed?" "Yes, that is the one. You will be like a horny demented Johnny Apple Seed. Except instead of planting apples you will be planting the end of your species as you know them." "Fuck you, FUCK YOU! You son of bitch! FUCK YOU!" "No my pet, fuck you!" With a low growl he slowly began to raise my legs up to my shoulders. I could feel him position his cock against my hole, then I felt him shudder and a burning sensation spread over my asshole and asscrack. A gland on his cock had just sprayed a lubricant all over my asshole. Slowly he pressed his cock in to my hole. Every few seconds I felt him shudder and more of his lube was released coating my insides making it easier for him to penetrate my tight virgin opening. In just a few seconds he was balls deep in me. I tried to get away, but still I couldn't move. I was at his mercy and he was going to fuck me. He leaned down and once again covered my nose and mouth with his mouth. Again, my lungs filled with his anesthetizing gas, but this time it was different. I became hot and light headed. His cock was starting to feel good inside me, really good. In minutes I was filled with so much lust that I would have rode a fence post, splinters and all. At first he didn't move. Our eyes locked on one another, I became lost in his green eyes. It was like I was in another world. Slowly he pulled out and then pushed back in. With each thrust of his powerful cock my mind soared higher. In and out he pumped his massive cock. Every few seconds more lube was released. My hole was so warm and slick with his goo it was like sliding on ice, his now massive 14" cock was burrowing deep in to my guts with each inward thrust, sending me higher and higher. He began to grunt and pound my ass harder. I could feel ever vein in his monstrous cock as it massaged my rectum. My mind screamed no by my ass, cock and balls screamed more, more, more. Between the gas and his cock sliding in and out of my guts I thought I was going to die from pleasure. Then with one final plunge he began to shudder, and then warmth filled my belly as his seed gushed in to my guts. He just lay on top of me with his cock buried balls deep in to me spewing his alien seed.. His balls rested against my ass crack and I could feel them contract and expand with each gush of alien cream. First a minute passed and still he came, then five minutes passed and still he kept coming. Then ten, twenty, thirty minutes passed and still more alien spew filled my guts. I could feel my belly grow and harden as I received an alien come enema. As he spewed his seed in to me I drowned in his green eyes. Slowly the hate I felt for him was replaced with love and a desire to please him. Finally after I don't know how long he pulled out. He moved my legs back down on to the mattress, I could see my belly it was hard and extremely extended. He moved up by my head and lovely caressed my cheek. "When your body is done absorbing my seed, you will be ours. You will go free to spread our seed to your people. Within a year the human race as you know it will be no more." I wanted to cry, but just couldn't get upset enough to do it. I know I should be upset at what was happening, what had happened and what I was going to do. But, somehow it seemed like the best thing that ever happened to me. As I lay there on the mattress over the next few ours my body absorbed the alien come in my belly. Slowly my belly reduced in size, the smaller it became the hornier I grew. The more I wanted to fuck and the more in love with my alien captor I became. After three hours my belly was back to normal, I was his and had one thing on my mind. To spread his - our seed, to change all of man kind, to please my master, my alien master and captor, he moved over next to me and lay down. He waved his hand over my body and with that I could move. I moved over next to him and nestled my head in his chest. Soon we were both asleep. The invasion of Earth could wait until morning. The next morning I woke up to find him still asleep next to me, for the first time in my life I had a morning hardon. I began rubbing my hands over his body and slowly moved my way to his ass cheeks. They were so firm, round, and perfect I moved them apart and slowly inserted my hard cock in to his hole. It was like it knew what I wanted and it opened to allow me easy entrance. I felt a strange feeling in my cock and then a wonderful tingling in my cock head. I knew then that I had just sprayed my first bit of alien lube. With his hole now slick and open to me I had no trouble sinking my cock in to him. I heard him sigh and I did too. Over the next 15 minutes I pumped in and out of his ass. With the constant release of lube his hole was super slick and my cock moved in and out of him like it was how it was meant to be. It felt so right, I was so in love I would do anything for him. I would kill myself if it made him happy. With one final thrust, my nuts released their now alien seed. The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before, my orgasm wasn't just in my cock and balls it traveled up my spine and to my brain. I screamed out in ecstasy as my cock continued to spew in my alien lover's hole. When it was done I pulled out of him and wrapped my arms around him and started suckling on his nipples for my morning breakfast. After eating I got dressed and set out in to the city looking for other humans. It took less than a year and the entire population of Earth was transformed. Humans no longer bred among themselves instead they waited for the arrival of our alien masters. Then we would begin breeding. After my job was finished I returned to my alien lover. We left Earth soon after the arrival of his - our people. Our job - to go forth in the galaxy, find new worlds to transform. But, that is another story.

The sound of deep, comfortable breathing whispered through Kyle Riverton's bedroom as he slept. Under his blankets, Kyle's pretty 6 inch penis throbbed softly in full erection. Every so often, a low, satisfied moan could be heard, bypassing Kyle's closed mouth and escaping through his nostrils. Kyle was having a dream. The dream was Kyle's favorite. In his mind, Kyle was rhythmically making love to his girlfriend of the past few months, Trina. He felt the same wonderful combination of pleasure and love which he always felt when he and Trina had sex in real life, only much amplified. But the dream suddenly began to change, unlike previous versions. Trina started pushing Kyle away, and he felt confused and sad. Kyle hesitantly rose and pulled up Trina, who walked away and then passed through a closed door, as if by magic. When she reappeared a moment later, a fantastic and bizarre matamorphisis had occured. A long, extremely thick erection bounced in front of her as Trina walked towards him. The cock looked exactly like Matt's, but with no accompanying testicles. Stirring in his sleep more restlessly than before, Kyle was both disturbed and excited by the images inside his head. The dream quickly shifted to a new scene. Trina was pounding Kyle's ass, expertly thrusting the large penis at her crotch into his rear. Kyle experienced no pain, only the wonderful feeling of being full and having his prostate massaged. Trina's long hair brushed lightly against Kyle's back as she plunged into him doggie style, and he pushed back to greet her. Kyle thought maybe he was in heaven until he felt Trina withdrawing. Annoyed, Kyle turned his head and looked behind himself and realized Trina wasn't withdrawing at all. She was being pulled back and up by Matt, who had a mean look on his face. His crotch, though not gory, was devoid of the mighty weapon that he was so proud of. Only two gigantic, hairy testicles were on display there. "Mmmm, mmm, uuuhh," Kyle muttered in his sleep, his body reacting to a rush of fear induced adrenaline. It wasn't enough. Kyle remained asleep, and helplessly watched as Matt somehow removed the phallus from Trina and attached it to the empty space between his loins. Trina didn't struggle and seemed to be in no pain as it happened. Restored, Matt lay on his back, looking straight at Kyle. With a crooked smile, he pointed his erection obscenely in Kyle's direction. As if some force were controlling his body, Kyle found himself walking towards Matt against his will. He straddled Matt's waist and slowly lowered himself onto Matt's reclaimed manhood. This time, there was pain. Trina's dark eyes glittered with rage as she watched Kyle rapidly fuck himself on Matt's engorged prick. Kyle looked at her helplessly as he squatted up and down in increasing rapidity. By the time she turned to leave, the real Kyle was tossing and turning in his sleep. Still he did not awaken. A great roar of laughter burst from Matt's mouth when she was gone, and finally the spell was broken. Pulling himself free, Kyle sprinted after Trina. But when he reached the door, all he saw was whiteness. The outside world was empty. Kyle, enraged, turned to face Matt and then issued a terrified, silent scream that hurt his entire body. Matt had been transformed, or maybe replaced. Looking dumbly into Kyle's eyes was the single most horrifying thing he had ever seen. The thing stood about nine feet tall and its massive bulk was covered in coarse, shaggy hair. It looked like some kind of profane human hybrid, but Kyle couldn't say with what other species. He saw features that reminded him of cattle, goats, felines, and wolves all at once. Kyle couldn't decide if it looked like something out of a Greek myth or the beast in Disney's 'Beauty and the Beast'. Most of all the thing looked demonic. Skin was visible through the dense hair only around the gnarled muscles of its chest and stomach. The skin was a sickeningly vivid shade of red, like a babboons ass. Long hairs grew more sparsely on the creature's ruddy face. Kyle could not look away from the small, golden eyes that peered at him with an expression of infinite stupidity. Below them was a huge, cowlike nose with flaring nostrils. From above, thick, gangly eyebrows partially obstructed the beast's view. Protruding from the creature's forehead were two thick, short horns the color of black shoe polish. The only attractive feature on the monster was its lips. They were thick, crimson, and sensuous. Suddenly the lips parted, and a surprisingly normal voice issued from them. "Now, Kyle," the creature said calmly, and looked down below it's rippled belly. From the thick fur at the beast's crotch, Kyle watched in apallation as an unearthly erection began to emerge. It crept upward and grew with alarming speed. When it had completed its ascent, Kyle shook like an epileptic. He desparately wanted to run, but his feet seemed paralyzed. The cock was impossibly huge, perhaps a foot and a half long. Glowing red, the cockhead was comparatively small, about the size of a large lemon. The grotesque phallus rapidly thickened from there, until it reached the circumferance of a litre bottle of cola for the last 10 inches. Covered in giant, non-oozing warts, the red monstrosity of a cock curved upwards like a scimitar. A stream of thick, greenish semen dangled from its tip. Still unable to move, Kyle could only watch in rising anxiety as the abberation seemed to glide towards him, despite its bulk. Kyle screamed, both in his dream and in reality, as the beast's yellow, pointed nails touched his naked hip and he felt hot, rotten breath on his back. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Jolted back into concsiousness, Kyle lay his hand over his chest. His heart thumped madly, and his sheets were soaked with perspiration. Unwilling to risk a repeat of the sickening nightmare, Kyle switched on his lamp and retrieved a book. He had no intention of sleeping ever again. ------------------------------------------------------- Kyle had experienced many nightmares over the past year. They had started shortly after his two forced sexual encounters with Matt. Usually the dreams were a replay of those rapes, except that there was always an observer watching in the nightmares. Sometimes the witness was a girl Kyle was attracted to, sometimes one of his buddies. The worst nightmare of all had been of Kyle's father watching with a cruel smile as Matt held him down and violated his ass. The nightmares had tapered off by the time Kyle started his first year at college, probably because he had other things on his mind. Josiah Riverton, Kyle's father, had chosen the college Kyle was to attend years before the boy graduated from high school. The school was moderately prestigious, but also somewhat obscure. Most of Kyle's friends had never heard of the place, and none of them had applied for entrance there. Consequently, Kyle found himself without a social life during his first semester of college. Quiet and shy, Kyle did not make friends easily, and he didn't get involved with extra curricular activities. Although Kyle enjoyed watching sports, he didn't have the competative instinct required for active participation. Thus, he didn't have many prospects for improving his lonely existence. Kyle's best and only friend during that time was his penis. When not attending classes or studying, Kyle mostly sat in his dorm room alone, watching TV or masturbating. He loved pleasuring himself, and spent hours jerking his cock and playing with his ass. Nightmares hadn't been the only result of Matt's rapes. Kyle had been shocked after the second violation when his cock had grown hard as he cleaned his dripping hole. Face pink with shame, Kyle had explored his gaping anus with two fingers, gasping lightly each time he touched his own prostate gland. Then, summoning all of his willpower, Kyle had removed the fingers and turned his mind away from sex. To his great relief, his erection soon wilted. Unfortunately, during Kyle's usual wank session the next evening, he had felt an unmistakable tingling deep inside of his butt. Kyle managed to resist the temptation to finger it that evening, but after a week of similar experiences, Kyle gave in. Thereafter, he frequently fingered himself as he masturbated, and his orgasms were always more intense when he did so. At college, Kyle had a lot more privacy than formerly, and so was able to masturbate with much greater frequency. One night while jerking his cock and working a finger up his chute, an idea sprouted in Kyle's mind. He had lately grown a little bored with his one handed, one fingered sex life. Getting up, he began a frantic search through his tiny, messy dorm room. Then, pausing, Kyle turned and opened his closet door. There, below his hanging shirts, was a box full of odds and ends that his mother had packed. Rumaging wildy through the junk, Kyle found what his was looking for near the bottom. Triumphantly pulling out a white candle, Kyle looked at it for a moment and then took it with him back to his bed. The candle was double the width of Kyle's index finger, and much longer. Wiping it with his own saliva, Kyle raised his legs and pushed the utilitarian object into his rectum. He loved the feel of it inside him, and began to work the candle in and out of his hole as he stroked his cock. Disembodied images of large breasts and furry vaginas danced through his head as he manipulated himself to a powerful climax. From that day on, the candle became a regular part of Kyle's sex life. He began using hand lotion to lubricate the thing, and that made it even nicer. Kyle always had intense ejaculations when the candle was working inside him, although he never came without touching himself as he did when Matt had taken him the second time. Content to pleasure himself with his waxen toy, Kyle never entertained the notion of getting fucked again by a real, fleshy penis and never thought about men as he played with himself. He soon became comfortable in his mind with the fact that he enjoyed being penetrated, and it didn't cause him undo stress. It became a daily ritual. Anothe daily routine was spending a few hours each evening studying at the campus library. Although on his own and without roomates, Kyle found that he was less susceptible to a certain type of distraction when he studied in public. Usually, Kyle read in the main study room, but on this particular night he was pouring over some dusty old psychology volumes on the less frequented fourth floor. After an hour and a half of deep concentration, Kyle's became aware of an increasing pressure in his stomach. He left his books on the old wooden mini desk and went in search of the facilities. He eventually found a door labelled 'Men' and entered into a small, rather squalid restroom. Kyle rushed to the nearest stall of two, quickly pulled down his pants, and let nature take its coarse. Midway through his bowel movement, Kyle noticed that there was a hole the size of a pepsi can bored into the wall dividing the two stalls. Looking more closely, Kyle noticed writing on the dingy walls of the cubicle. Some notes were scribbled in shaky ball point pen, others scratched into the hard plastic. He also noticed faint and broken lines where other writing had been mostly eliminated. After he had cleaned up, Kyle leaned over and read some of the notes. One message said, 'Big, uncut cock needs servicing, lunch hour.' Another read, 'Talented sucker, 3-6 tuesdays. Tap 3 times if you want excellent head. Stick it thru if you hear 2 taps in response.' But the message that really turned Kyle on was, 'love to plow a hot ass, 7 pm, try again if no luck.' Near to this last scribble was a remarkably good drawing in pencil of a huge erection in the act of exaggerated ejaculation. Kyle was growing increasingly horny, but a sense of fear also swept through him. He quickly buttoned up and exited the john. Forsaking his studies, Kyle instead rushed home and furiously jerked his cock while pummeling his anus with his trusty candle. But, try as he might, Kyle could not forget about the dirty restroom. The idea of having his ass fucked by some anonymous stranger whom he would never have to look at seemed too perfect for Kyle to dismiss. The following evening, nervous and needy, Kyle had returned to the graffiti covered stall. He sat for a few minutes with his pants up re-examining the scrawled words. Around 7:15, Kyle began to feel bored and was about to make his exit when he heard the mensroom door squeek open. His heart pounded in his chest as heavy footsteps came nearer and nearer. By the time the door to the neighboring stall had been pulled open, Kyle thought he might have a heart attack. Nothing happened for a couple of minutes, and Kyle's heartbeat slowed down to a more normal rate. Kyle assumed that the other person had only come to take a shit, but his heart jumped again in his chest when he heard 3 distinctive taps. Although almost paralyzed with fear, Kyle tapped twice in response. He wasn't sure it was the correct code, but Kyle was curious to see what would happen. There was some noise from the other side of the wall, some movement there. Kyle stood and moved closer to the waist level hole. Again, he heard 3 taps, and again Kyle tapped twice. This procedure was repeated once more before Kyle heard the distinctive noise of a belt being unbuckled. Unable to move, his eyes glued to the hole, Kyle waited. A moment later a pink, circumsized erection was pushed partially through the smooth opening. It looked to be 6 inches long, and was much thicker than Kyle's precious candle. Kyle wondered why the man didn't push his cock all the way through, but he figured it must be some strange bathroom sex etiquette. A powerful lust spurred Kyle into immediate, though inexperienced, action. He spit into his hand and then wrapped it around the pulsating member. The cock was silky smooth and hot to the touch. After a few lubricating strokes, Kyle began to undo his trousers and almost tripped over them when they were pooled around his ankles. Shuffling clumsily, Kyle turned sideways in the stall and bent over. He placed the palms of his hands against the opposite wall for support. Then he maneuvered his legs backward until he felt the anonymous erection poke against his left asscheek. Again, Kyle spit into his hand and worked the saliva up his tight hole. He adjusted his position slightly, pulled his buttcheeks apart, and began to back onto the iron hard prick. "Uhhhhh", Kyle moaned as his anal walls slid over the stranger's dick until his asscheeks were flattened against the cold partition. He knew he had to be quiet, but he couldn't help groaning at the painful stretching. The guy on the other side remained still as Kyle's insides adjusted to the intruder, and Kyle was grateful. After a few moments, he began to move back and forth along the shaft, masturbating his stiff penis slowly to avoid a premature ejaculation. The stranger responded immediately when he felt Kyle's movement. Although the position was awkward, the man began vigorously thrusting his cock into Kyle's warm passage. Kyle grunted as his prostate was stimulated to a degree beyond the power of his magic candle. Unable to stop himself, Kyle began jacking his cock wildly, knowing that he wouldn't last long and not caring. The cock inside him pistoned through his sphincter, sending shivers of pleasure through the middle part of Kyle's body. "Grrrrraaaahhhh", Kyle heard from the other side of the partition 3 minutes later and realized the guy must be coming. Kyle slammed his ass all the way back onto the exposed part of the ejaculating cock, and unleashed his own load onto the grimy linoleum below. The other man yanked his cock out midway into Kyle's ejaculation with a violence that increased the intensity of Kyle's orgasm. Seconds after the last shot had been discharged, Kyle grabbed some toilet paper and wiped off his ass and cock. He quickly stuffed his still hard penis into his briefs and pulled up his pants. Kyle was anxious to be out of there, but he wanted to be sure he wouldn't be seen by the other guy. Leaning down, Kyle was disappointed to see two brown boots below levi covered legs spread in front of the toilet. Unsure of what to do, Kyle sat down and waited, hoping to hear the stranger leave. Kyle assumed the guy was another horny college student, but he really didn't want to know. His only interest had been in the pink erection that had so recently fucked his ass. Kyle leaned down again, and saw that the man was still in the same position. Reasoning that the dude was probably taking a dump, Kyle gathered his courage and pushed open the stall door. At that instant, the neighboring door flew open, and Kyle stood face to face with the man that had just ridden his ass. Blood rushed to Kyle's head and he thought he might pass out from mortification. Kyle understood instantly why the man hadn't pushed his cock all the way through the hole. It hadn't been possible. "Oh dear Jesus, I just got fucked by Santa Claus," was the first rational thought that popped into Kyle's mind. The man in front of him indeed bore a striking resemblance to old Saint Nick, despite having a distinctly un-Clauslike deep tan. He was perhaps an inch shorter than Kyle, but much, much wider. His belly preceded him by well over a foot, bulging over his more narrow waist. Though not quite as bushy, the man's beard, mustache, and eyebrows were white and pure Santa. Otherwise, he appeared to be quite robust, with big muscular arms and a barrel chest. Gasping for air, Kyle ran like a madman from the restroom after noticing Santa's shrewd blue eyes roaming over his body. Thoughts of suicide soon entered the dangerous mix of emotions in Kyle's head, and they didn't disappear when he got back to his dorm. Hyperventilating, Kyle threw himself onto his bed and allowed his tears to fall. His body shook with each deep sob. Ten minutes later, a calmer Kyle sat up on his bed and wiped the wetness from his cheeks. "Oh my god, I got porked by fucking Santa!" Kyle said loudly, then burst into laughter. It was the only way his mind could cope. Back at the library, only outside of it this time, William Rollins licked his lips in rememberance as he studied the herbiage growing in the library's courtyard. Old Rolly, as his friends called him (those that didn't call him Santa behind his back), wasn't showing his usual concentation over the plants. His mind kept wandering back to the adorable brown haired boy that he had screwed less than half an hour before. He licked his pudgy lips in remembrance of the terrified, doe-like brown eyes and the round, retreating ass. Strangers might have paused with concern at the sight of the odd, rotund man inspecting the campus plants, but most people at the college knew and liked Rolly. He was the head groundskeeper on campus, and the beauty all around testified to Rolly's competence. Not as a groundskeeper, Rolly rarely lifted a finger nowadays, but as someone that was good at giving orders. The real work was done by Rolly's underlings, almost all of whom were handsome young men. Ocassionally, Rolly hired a young woman, but he only did so as an act of self preservation. Ironically, it was the young women that lasted the longest in old Rolly's employ, because he mostly left them alone. The young men had a much rougher time, having their work minutely inspected and constantly criticized by the portly man. Rolly enjoyed nothing better than barking commands at frightened looking young men, and watching them scurry off to obey. A couple of librarians had thought it odd that Rolly should ocassionally visit the library, especially at night. But they were never unduly concerned. After all, Rolly was about the jolliest, most friendly man they had ever met, and he had been with the college a very long time. Only certain athletic male employees were not deceived by Rolly's seemingly constant good humor. Easily surviving a couple of rather nasty student complaints in years past, Rolly pretty much had free reign of the campus. Nearly a month had passed before Rolly spotted the gorgeous brunette kid again. He had kept his eyes peeled for the boy, but wasn't too surprised that the kid didn't return to the library restroom. So when Rolly spotted Kyle walking in his direction one evening near the campus square, he had no intention of missing his opportunity. Kyle turned quickly when he noticed Santa walking his way across the bricks of the campus square, and picked up his pace. "Hey kid, wait up," came the man's hearty voice. It was merry, and surprisingly melodious. Kyle stopped a moment with indecision, and that's all it took for the deceptively spry Rolly to overtake him. Kyle looked at his shoes as Rolly spoke to him. "Where ya been lately, kid?" he asked in a good natured voice, "I was kinda hoping to run into you again." "Uh, been busy lately, schoolwork," replied Kyle, his voice muted. "Well, looks like you're done now." "Uh, yeah." "Why don't we go hang out at your place for a while. You live on campus?" "Yeah, um, no." "Which one, kid?" "I live on campus, but I don't want to hang out." Rolly turned his head right and then left, checking to see if anyone was around. He saw no one else. "Look kid, I'm gonna make this simple," he started, in his mind working up a huge line of bull shit to feed to the kid, "you must be new here because you don't seem to know who I am. I'm gonna tell ya. I am Bill Rollins, head of campus security. I happen to have in my posession a certain videotape filmed from a surveilance camera in a certain stall in a certain restroom in the library. Seems that some illegal activities have been happening there. I've had to call the cops a couple of times. Are you getting my meaning?" Kyle looked at the man uncertainly for a moment before responding, "I don't believe you." Santa whipped out his wallet, and displayed a faked campus identication, watching as Kyle's eyes widened. He had persuaded Ms. Mills in admissions to make it as part of a faculty practical joke years ago, and Rolly had always suspected that the ID might be of further use. "Bbbut, Wouldn't the tape show you too?" asked Kyle, faltering. "Course not, there are two cameras, one for each stall. Neither of em catches anything from the next stall." "Uh no, that can't be legal," responded Kyle, but not really sure. Sick of waiting, the mask of Rolly's false good humor evaporated instantly. "Look, punk," he growled, menacingly, "you're fucked one way or the other." He grabbed Kyle's arm and gave a painful squeeze, then began dragging Kyle along with him. "Where do you live, fuckwad?" said Rolly. Terrified, Kyle spat out involuntarily, "Larsen Hall." Kyle, unsure of what to do, followed the domineering man to his dorm, enormously relieved to find the communal passageways deserted. Trembling, he unlocked and opened his door, then fell as Rolly pushed him inside. "Get naked and get on your knees, fag!" Rolly barked after the door slammed shut. Tears sprang from Kyle's eyes. A part of him knew that Rolly was full of shit, but another part of him was still scared. The nasty, hateful look in the man's cold blue eyes spurred Kyle into a sort of helpless submission. He knew Rolly could and would make his life on campus a living hell if Kyle didn't do as he was told. Smiling, Rolly drank in the sight of the naked and shivering teen. Kyle's beauty filled him with both envy and lust. He quickly pulled off his own clothes, and was angered by the obvious look of disgust in Kyle's eyes. "I said on your knees, piss ant!" screamed Rolly. Kyle dropped to his knees immediately and looked at Rolly's naked form. In contrast to his deeply tanned face and arms, Rolly's hefty torso was as white as a frog's belly. Only a few hairs grew on his well developed chest, and they were as white as his beard. Peaking below the protruding belly, Kyle noticed that the trim pubic bush was also snowy white. The patch of hair looked ridiculously small below the immensity of Rolly's middle. "Hands on the ground, kid, and stick out your tongue!" Rolly demanded. When Kyle complied, Rolly turned around and spread his large ass. Kyle gagged in revulsion as his face was covered by the fat but also muscular cheeks. "Lick my hole, kid," came Rolly's voice, now husky but no less commanding. Kyle stuck out his tongue and repressed his rising gorge. His face was surrounded by flesh, and the stagnant, musky smell was awful. Somehow, Kyle's tongue found the tiny hole in the center of the man's big ass and he began licking it. Rolly grunted in pleasure as Kyle poked his tongue into the clammy anus. Tears poured down Kyle's pink cheeks. After a couple of minutes, Santa pulled his butt off of Kyle's face and positioned his pink erection at Kyle's hole. The cock looked much larger than it had peeking through the gloryhole, as Rolly's belly had prevented its full length from emerging. Kyle yelped as Rolly rammed the spit soaked erection into his puckered anus in one brutal shove. Unlike the previous encounter, Rolly didn't give Kyle a chance to adjust to his size. He proceeded to fuck Kyle's ass like a crazed rabbit, his big gut casting a shadow over much of Kyle's muscled back. Rolly's fingers dug painfully into Kyle's narrow hips, holding the young man still for the pounding fuck. Kyle felt an overwhelming sense of self disgust as his cock hardened. The frenzied pace of the thrusts over his prostate was too much, and Kyle's penis inevitably responded to the stimulation. He knew that stroking his cock would take his mind off of the pain, and 30 seconds after he began his penis fired powerful blasts of semen onto the carpet as Rolly's dick drilled almost mechanically into his anus. A minute later, Rolly pressed his great belly against Kyle's back and wrapped his beefy arms around Kyle's chest. "Oh, OH, OHH, OHHHHHH SHIT!" Rolly bellowed as his seed spewed deep into Kyle's now sloppy hole. After Rolly had withdrawn his wilted penis, Kyle began to stand. "Stay on your knees, faggot!" Rolly roared, and Kyle dropped back down. He remained that way as old Rolly dressed, and didn't get up until the Santa look alike had departed. An unbearable depression overcame Kyle after Rolly had gone, and he truly felt his life was no longer worth living. Although he had pondered suicide briefly after his first encounter with Rolly, Kyle now began making real plans. Never previously interested in the subject, Kyle wanted to find the easiest and most pain free method of killing himself. He didn't want to experience any more suffering than necessary. Kyle had even gone so far as to write a suicide note, and he meant to perfect it until he found just the right words. But the epitaph was second on Kyle's list to finding the right method. Skipping classes the next day, Kyle went straight to the library after he had gotten up and began to research. Along with psychology books, the 4th floor of the library also contained medical texts. Uncomfortable being so near to where he'd first met Rolly, Kyle was a little nervous as he searched the shelves for the book that he thought might help him. Finding the right row, Kyle scanned the numbers on each label and felt a sense of panic rising within himself when he realized the book was missing. "Where IS IT?" he asked aloud, his voice growing more hysterical with each word. "Can I help you find something?" a kind, gentle voice answered. Kyle, on edge to begin with, nearly jumped out of his skin when he realized he wasn't alone. He was on the verge of tears when he turned to face the source of the voice. "Uh, uh, I'm sorry, didn't know anyone else was here," Kyle said with embarrassment. Like a dumbstruck idiot, Kyle stared at the young woman on the other end of the small aisle. She was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, and Kyle almost immediately felt a renewed interest in life. "Sorry if I startled you," giggled the girl, "I have a bad habit of sneaking up on people." "It's totally cool," replied Kyle, too eagerly. "Which book were you looking for?" asked the girl, "I do work here, you know." "Uh, um, I can't remember," Kyle responded lamely, still staring. The young woman laughed again, and she seemed even more vital and pretty. Kyle couldn't take his eyes off of her hair, a great mane of auburn curls, startling in contrast to her flawless porcelain skin. "Are you alright? You seem sort of out of it." "Uh, yeah, I'm fine. It's just that, oh, I'm really sorry," said Kyle, finally getting ahold of himself. "Don't be sorry," answered the girl, in a friendly tone. "I'm Trina." A long, thin hand was extended to Kyle. It was as white and graceful as a dove. A chill passed through him as Kyle shook it, and he was again struck speechless. He held her hand for just a moment too long, and Trina pulled it back. "Well, if I can help you, let me know," she said abruptly, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Wwwait!" Kyle spluttered, "would, I mean, can I take you to dinner sometime? I know I'm doing this all wrong, but.....well, would you consider it?" Trina looked into Kyle's warm brown eyes for a moment. They were filled with earnesty and desire. Although the boy clearly lacked social skills, he seemed sweet and he was definitely cute. "Well, I guess that would be alright," said Trina, making a decision, "where will we go?" "Um, I am not sure yet," responded Kyle ineptly, "but I will find somewhere great. Can I get your phone number, or would you prefer to call me?" "I would feel better if I were the one to call," said Trina, "but I definitely will call. What time is good?" "Any time!" said Kyle, excitedly, "I mean, I'm home after classes at 4. Here, I'll write down my number. Do you have a pencil?" "Duh," laughed Trina, and retrieved the one buried in the thick curls above her ear. Kyle laughed sheepishly, his cheeks growing pink. Trina was becoming more attracted to him by the second, and she knew she would actually call the young man. In fact, she called him later that same evening and Kyle did indeed find a wonderful little cafe, with excellent food. They had a natural rapport from the beginning, and their relationship developed rapidly. After two weeks, they spent just about every free hour together and decided to not see other people. Although Trina was concerned about Kyle's seeming isolation, she understood how it had happened, and sympathized. Kyle grew more confident and outgoing after meeting Trina, and his sex life became better because it was now shared. He did still sometimes feel that strange itch inside of his ass, but with Trina he could ignore it. About a month after Trina and Kyle began dating, they passed Rolly while strolling hand in hand across the campus. Rolly was surprised and angered to see the change that had taken place in Kyle. He stared hard at the young man as he passed, but Kyle seemed to look right through him, as if he couldn't be bothered. Trina, who Rolly recognized from the library, waved at him cheerily. The older man turned and watched them after they had passed, and was pleased to see Kyle turn back and look at him as his girlfriend continued to chatter. Santa's eyes narrowed into angry, malignant slits as Kyle popped his middle finger at him and then jabbed it into the air. Then he turned his handsome head back to his girlfriend, and resumed listening to her words. After that, Kyle forgot all about Santa Claus. He also forgot about suicide, and, for a while, Matt.

I would like to tell you about an encounter I had more recently. I like to go to the adult video stores in town to look at the videos and check out the guys. I had gone out to have a drink and after having several, I decided to go check out a new video store I heard about and see if there was anything going on there. It turned out that it was in what must have been a single brick duplex apartment building at one time. It was not totally done yet, so only the ground floor video store was open. There was a sign there that said that the basement was being remodeled into a small adult movie theater. It appeared that the upstairs might still be an apartment. The main floor video store was made by leaving the layout of the rooms the way they had been and joining all of them with doorways between them. Each room was a different section. One room had only straight books and magazines and another had only gay magazines and books. Another room had only straight videos, while another had only gay videos. There were separate rooms for gay and straight DVD's, and separate rooms for male and female erotic wear and toys. What must have been a combination living room and entrance area, was the main lobby and checkout area. It was really a different setup. The place was pretty empty with only 3 or 4 guys walking from room to room and checking out all of the stuff and a large black guy working the counter. I stood in the magazine section for a while to check out the guys as they passed through. After a short while they all had passed by but none of them acted like they were interested, so I walked into the gay video room. I moved to a far corner where the She-Male videos were, since they are some of my favorites. After a couple of minutes one of the guys came in and started looking at the Gay videos. When I looked around as one of the other guys passed through, it looked like the first guy was watching me. I waited a few minutes and when he didn't come any closer, I moved into the gay DVD room. After a couple of minutes he came in. This room was pretty small so he wasn't standing far from me. Before either one of us could say anything, I noticed that the guy at the checkout counter could see us in this room. So after a couple more minutes, I went back into the video room and started to look at the gay videos. The guy came into the room and stood a couple of feet from me looking at the videos. He was about 40 and fairly good looking, about 6' tall with brown hair, blue eyes and an average but solid looking build with a nice bulge showing in his jeans. After a minute he turned to me and said "That looks like a good movie". The video I was looking at had a naked guy on all fours sucking on one cock while being fucked by another. I am normally kind of shy around strangers, but after the drinks I had I was feeling pretty relaxed. I spoke up and said "Yeah it sure looks like fun, and your's looks pretty good too". His showed a white guy bent over a table being fucked by a black dude that must have had a thick 12" dick. He looked me in the eyes and said, "So which guy looks like he is having the most fun to you?" I told him that I was pretty versatile so any of it looked like fun to me. He smiled said that's good. He said his name was Ray and asked if I would like to go some where and have some fun like that. I asked him if he had a place close to go since I was from clear across town, and he said yeah he had a place that was close. I said that it sounded good to me, so he smiled, motioned toward the door, turned and started to walk out. After a minute I turned around to leave the room and I saw one of the other guys who had been roaming around standing near the doorway smiling at me. He was about 35, 5'10" tall, red hair, green eyes, average looking, with a nice build. As I got closer to him he licked his lips and rubbed the bulge in his jeans, but I just continued to walk out of the room. As I followed the first guy at a distance as he went outside I noticed that the sign on the door said that they closed at 12:00. Since it was already after 11:00, I figured that there wouldn't be many more guys coming anyway, so I wouldn't be missing out on anything else. The outside of the building was lit with a large light and I could see that he was waiting for me by the back corner of the building under the light. When I got closer, he went around the corner. As I got to the corner of the building, I could see him by the other corner of the building standing by a high fence. I walked toward him and he reached over, opened a small door in the fence and stepped through it. When I got by the doorway and looked in he was standing just inside. The light from the corner of the building was enough to be able to see in the enclosed area, but probably not bright enough for someone to see from a distance that we were inside the fence. The fence was a privacy fence about 7' tall that formed a large enclosed area around one of those large trash bins. There wasn't any smell and the bin looked like it was full of construction materials with more lumber and stuff piled around the outside of it. . Ray closed the door after I entered and walked behind the trash bin. I followed him and found that there was an empty grassy area behind it that must have been about 5' wide by 10' long. As I started to walk towards him, Ray started to rub himself through his pants, so I did the same. When I got close enough, he reached over and started to rub me with one hand and pulled my hand over to his growing bulge with the other. After a couple of minutes of rubbing and squeezing each other he reached into his shirt pocket and brought out a bottle poppers. I had only tried poppers a few times before, but I knew that they would help me loosen up. After he had taken a couple of sniffs he held the bottle up to my nose until I took a few breaths with each nostril. He put the bottle back in his shirt and reached down and started to undo my pants, so I stopped rubbing him and undid his pants. He was not wearing any underwear so his semi-hard dick popped out and I started to stroke on it. It was about 7" long but rather thin. Since I was wearing underwear, he grabbed the tops of my pants and underwear and slid them down my thighs. He started to stroke my dick with one hand and play with my balls with the other, so I slid his pants down a little and did the same to him. He grabbed me, pulled me close and started to lick and nibble on my ears and neck and grind our hard cocks together while he unbuttoned my shirt. Then he licked his way down to my chest while he removed my shirt. He started licking and nibbling around my nipples while he rubbed his hands up and down my back stopping to squeeze my ass cheeks. After a couple of minutes he reached down to stoke my cock again while he took the little bottle out again. I continued to play with his cock and balls while he took a couple of whiffs and then held the bottle to my nose again. After I had taken several deep breaths from the bottle, he put the bottle in his shirt pocket, put his hands on my shoulders and pushed down until I was kneeling in front of him. I reached up and pulled his pants down to his ankles and he stepped out of them and his shoes. He spread his legs, so I reached between them with one hand and rubbed and squeezed his ass cheeks while I played with his cock and balls with the other. Then he reached down and pushed my face to his cock. I licked from the tip of his cock down and around his balls and then back up again. He let out a low moan, held my head and pushed his now 8" long hard dick between my lips. I sucked and licked it's head like a popsicle. I sucked down as much of it as I could and slowly started to suck and lick my way up and down the long shaft. It didn't take long until he had started to fuck in and out of my mouth. When he started to moan I decided that I didn't want him to cum yet (and leave without doing me), so I stood up again. He started licking his way down my chest again and kept going until he was kneeling in front of me. He grabbed my pants and underwear and pulled them and my shoes and socks down and off and threw them in the pile of clothes by the fence. I now stood naked in front of him. He leaned forward, licked and sucked on my balls while he stroked my dick with one hand. He put his other hand threw my legs and rubbed and squeezed my ass cheeks. After a couple of minutes he started running his finger up and down my ass crack until he finally stopped at my ass hole and rubbed around it with his finger. After a few minutes of this he grabbed my hips, turned me around and pushed my legs apart. He started to lick and kiss all over my ass cheeks. Then he pulled them apart and licked my ass crack from my lower back to my balls and back. He finally focused in on my ass hole. This felt so good that I couldn't help but bend over and put my hands on my knees so he could get at my asshole better. This caused him to really start licking and sucking on my asshole and within a couple of minutes he was tongue fucking my hole. It really felt great and when I started to moan he slowly pushed a finger up my ass and slowly finger fucked me. After a couple of minutes, it was followed by a second and then a third. A few minutes of this and he stood up and pressed his dick against my ass. He rubbed it up and down my crack, leaned over my back and as he held the bottle of poppers to my nose, he asked me if I wanted to be fucked. I was so hot by then that I told him to stick that long dick all the way up my ass. He slowly pushed and after the head popped in, he continued pushing until all 8" were up my ass and his balls were resting against mine. He fucked in and out of my ass very slowly stopping when he was partially in to rotate it in small circles. I was enjoying it so much that I didn't notice that we had been joined by the red haired guy from the video store. He stood there stroking his hard dick that was sticking out of his jeans. He said that he had followed us and had been watching through the fence and he couldn't stand it anymore. He told Ray his name was Bob and asked him if he could join us. Ray handed him the bottle of poppers, told him that there was still an open hole and to make himself comfortable and join in. After he handed the poppers back to Ray, he took a flask out of his back pocket and handed it to Ray. While Ray took a swig, Bob removed his shoes and pants. All he was left wearing was a tee shirt and his socks. His dick was about 7" long, but at least twice as thick as Ray's and his dick, balls and ass were all shaved clean. When Ray finished with the flask. Bob offered it to me. When I hesitated he said that it was good stuff and it would help me to relax and enjoy myself more. Normally I would not take a drink from a bottle offered by a stranger, but since I was already felling good I was willing to try it. It did taste good so I took several swallows and handed the bottle back. After he had finished with the flask, Ray had started to slow fuck me again. When I had finished with it Bob took it from me, set it down and reached over and pulled my head to his cock. I held it in my hand and slowly started to lick all around his big dick head. Then as I licked up and down the shaft, Ray began to speed up his fucking my ass. I licked and sucked on Bob's balls as Ray started to pull his dick all the way out and then push it back in all at once. I licked my way back up Bob's dick and when I got to its' head I tried to suck down as much of it as I could. After I had sucked on Bob's cock for several minutes, he pulled it out of my mouth, turned around, bent over and told me to rim his asshole. I began to lick and kiss all over his ass cheeks. When I spread his cheeks I saw that his ass was very clean looking and smelled like he had just washed it with perfumed soap. I started to lick up and down his crack and after a couple of minutes I reached out, spread his cheeks and zoomed in on his asshole. He moaned as I licked around his hole, so I slowly stuck my tongue in his hole. Seeing all of this must have excited Ray and he started slamming into my hole. He was pushing so hard that my face was being pressed into Bob's ass crack and my tongue was being forced farther up his hole. I decided to use Ray's motion to work my tongue in Bob's hole, so as Ray pounded into my asshole my tongue would be forced into Bob's hole. It didn't take long until Ray moaned and started shooting his load up my ass. As his dick started to slow done it's spasms in my ass he leaned over my back, kissed me on the cheek and said "That was great, thanks". He pulled his dick out and moved away to put his clothes back on. That was Bob's cue, so he quickly stood up and moved behind me before I could stand up. Bob put his hands on my back to keep me bent over and positioned his thick dick head in my ass crack. He slowly rubbed it up and down my crack to lube it up with some of Ray's cum that had started to leak out of my hole. Even though his dick was much thicker that Ray's, I was lubed and loose enough that he was able to pop it into my ass fairly easily. He slowly pushed his thick shaft up my ass and about the time he had it buried to his balls Ray was dressed and ready to leave. Before he left he came over to us and offered Bob the bottle of poppers. After Bob had a couple of whiffs, Ray held the bottle to my nose. With all this activity, I was breathing pretty heavily so I ended up taking a couple of deep breaths from the bottle. Before Ray could put the poppers away, a voice behind us said "Mind if I have some of that". We all turned our heads to see the large black guy from the counter of the video store, standing behind us with his dick hanging out of his pants. Ray smiled and handed him the bottle and said keep it. He took a couple of deep breaths from the bottle and then Bob asked Ray to hand us his flask. Bob stood there with his hard dick buried up my ass, took a couple of swigs and handed it to the black guy. He took several swallows, moved over closer to my head and handed me the bottle. As he stood next to us while I drank, he said that he had seen us all go behind the building on the monitor for the video camera that watched the parking lot. Since there wasn't anyone else in the store, he closed a few minutes early. After he locked up, he thought that he would come back and see if we were still here and what we were doing. He said he had thought that we were probably sucking each other off, but when he saw through the fence what we were doing and especially after he had watched for a while he decided to join us. He took the flask from me, put it down and stepped closer to my face. He held my head and put his dick against my mouth and said suck it. Compared to the other two his cock seemed large even though it was only semi hard. As I licked around the head and up and down the shaft, he unfasten his pants and dropped them to his ankles. He stepped out of his shoes and pants, took his shirt off and now stood in front of me naked. He was about 6'4" tall, 220 hard pounds and as I continued to lick his dick it had grown to a very thick 10 or11" of hard ebony. Bob had started to slowly fuck in and out of my asshole as he watched the black guy undress. I licked my way down the black guy's thick shaft until I got to his balls. I slowly stroked his cock as I lifted his balls up with my other hand. They were some of the largest balls I had ever seen and they hung down in a sack that looked like it was loaded with cum. Ray had been standing back watching the three of us and he said that he needed to get going but if he watched much longer he would have to stay for seconds. He told us goodbye and left. The black guy said that he wanted to fuck my mouth for a while but my legs were starting to look a little shaky. He told Bob that we should probably get down on the ground before my legs collapsed. Bob agreed so he pulled out of my ass and they told me to get down on all fours. While I knelt on the ground the black guy took a couple of whiffs from the bottle of poppers, then he held it to my nose again. After I had taken a couple of deep breaths with each nostril he handed the bottle to Bob. While Bob took a couple of breaths and put the bottle down, the black guy laid on the ground in front of me and pulled my head down to his dick again. While I licked around his huge cock head and took as much of his 11" monster into my mouth as I could, Bob knelt behind me and rammed his dick up my ass until his balls smacked against mine. Bob was obviously getting more turned on by watching me suck up and down the big black cock because he began to really pump his dick in and out of my ass. After a few minutes he began to pull his dick all the way out of my hole and really slam it all the way back in. It didn't take long until he moaned and I could feel him shooting a big load up my ass. He slumped over on my back and stayed there until his dick softened and popped out of my hole. When he stood up and started to get dressed the black guy pulled his dick out of my mouth and handed me the flask. After I had taken several swigs, he took a couple and handed the flask to Bob who had finished dressing. Bob took a swig and said "well have fun and I hope to meet you here again sometime". He said goodbye and left. The black guy handed me the bottle of poppers and said that I may want to hang on to it. I took a couple of whiffs as he moved behind me. He leaned over and started to lick and kiss all over my ass. Then he spread my cheeks and started to lick and suck up the cum that was leaking out of my asshole. By this time I was sort of out of it, but I was so turned on that it felt fantastic. He spit some of the cum he had licked from my ass into his hand and used it to lube up his dick. When it was as shiny as ebony and nice and wet he moved up, rubbed it up and down over my hole and finally started to push his huge cock head in. It hurt some so I took a couple of more whiffs of poppers and as he slowly continued to push it in, it soon started to feel good. Although his cock was much larger than the other two he started out much slower and gentler than the other guys. He said that my ass felt like a tight glove around his dick. He moved it in and out very slowly and sort of rotated it around as he did to help my hole loosen up more. He was not only gentler than the other two but he also reached around, played with my nipples and stuck his thumb in my mouth for me to suck on. He gradually started to speed up, but at the same time he slid his hand down and rubbed and squeezed my cock and balls. As I loosened up more he began to push his dick all the way in to his balls and pull all but the head out before pushing all the way in again. As I started to moan, he began to stroke my cock as he continued to speed up his fucking of my ass. After about ten minutes of this he started to pump my ass harder. It didn't take much of this until I let out a long loud moan and started to shoot my cum all over the ground and his big hand. That must have been the signal he was waiting for because he really started to pump his dick in and out of my ass. I continued shooting what must have been my longest cum ever and within a few minutes he started to shoot a huge load up my asshole. I must have felt his dick spasm at least 10 times as he shot into my hole. I was weak but very satisfied and I collapsed onto the ground with him on top of me. As we rested there with his dick still up my ass, he said that I was one of the best fucks he had ever had. When his dick finally softened in my ass, he lifted up and when he pulled it out it made a pop like a cork from a bottle and the cum started to run out of my hole. I tried to stand up but my legs were weak and shaky so he helped me up. When I was able to stand up he saw the cum running down my legs and he picked up all of our clothes and said follow me. He got the key out of his pants and opened the back door to the video store that was next to the fenced in area. We walked naked into the restroom and he put the clothes down, got some damp towels and started to wipe the cum off of my legs, ass and his dick. When he was finished we got dressed and left. As he was locking the door behind us he said that he hoped I would stop by at closing again soon and maybe we could just lock the doors and go up to the bed in the empty apartment above the store. I am thinking about going back there again and see what he charges to use the apartment!

I am a personal trainer 4 nights a week, do some skin shots for the same fitness chain, and during the day I am a construction worker. During winter break, a buddy, Kevin, I trained, invited me to use the campus gym which is closed to the students and the public. Kevin is an attendant and he was staying on campus for the break; so he could get me in. Only a few of the jocks training during the break could get permission to workout. I stopped after work one day, and Kevin and I spotted for each other. He is a cute guy, small compact body, and nice little ass. We were working upper body, bi's and tri's. Kevin introduced me to 3 other jocks working out with the free weights, and they were all real friendly. They asked me for tips and we talked about their goals, and you could tell they appreciated the help. Kevin got called up front to do some paper work, and I worked out with Jake, Evan, and Tristin. They were all on the wrestling team except Jake, and he was in gymnastics. Jake and I were just in sweats, and Evan and Tristin were just in boxers. All were hot as fuck, and I almost got a wood checkin out their small bubble butts; thinking how I would like to be sliding my 9" up in each of their little guts. I especially liked Jake, because he kept flashing me this killer smile. He is 5'9", 165, black short hair, blue eyes, nice ripped bod, small celtic tat on his delt, and a primo ass!!!! We worked out hard, and all of us were sweating like pigs. We were doing incline and decline bench presses, spotting for each other. What seemed kinda strange was that when each of the dudes got on the bench stretched out, looking up at me, their cocks in their boxers and sweats were hard or close to it. My 9" was definitely half hard in my jock as I watched their muscle flex and strain to get in that last rep before I lifted the bar up off them. Jake was real playful punching me in my abs, and said a couple times how he would like to have pecs and biceps like mine. He would just be standing and pull the waistband of his sweats down with his thumb, just to the top of his bush almost unconsciously. Evan and Tristin were both blonde, short hair, 5'8" and 5'10", nice bods and asses so tight that you could bounce a quarter off of. After about an hour we were all taking a break just hanging out and they were all being playful, asking me if I would be interested in training them, and where I lived, and if I would like to hang with them sometime. Jake lived alone off campus, and Evan and Tristin shared an apartment. Jake and I went to get some water and I snapped his waistband of his sweats and he looked back at me and gave me that killer smile again and said "Bill, I'll give you and hour to stop that," He grabbed one of my pecs hard, and smiled and then just moaned. Fuck I knew this dude was hot after my muscle and I wanted that jock ass to plow! We go back to Evan and Tristin, and they were smiling at us and asked if I would be interested in wrestling them. I laughed and told them I would pin their ass in 8 seconds tops! They said "You're on man." I took on Evan first, and had my muscle pinning his ass in not 8 seconds, but 15 seconds according to Jake. My pecs were on his and my cock was square on his cock, and Evan was hard as hell!! I let him up, and he smiled and said "Dude you are strong fuck." I took on Tristin, and he was a strong little fuck, but I had his face and abs flat on the mat and my crotch almost in his crack in 10 seconds. I was sitting on him a few seconds and he just moaned. Jake High 5'd me, and we were all slappin each other around joking about pinning them. I told them I should be hitting the showers and getting home to run my dog before it got dark. They agreed they should call it a day, and followed me into the locker room. I stripped down to my jock, and Jake took off his sweats and said "Fuck Bill you are big everywhere man." I laughed, and said "I guess you will see...right boy?" He winked at me and I looked at that hot tight ass and he smiled as I walked into the showers. All four of us were joking around about me pinning them and I told Evan and Tristin "I should have made you guys squeal." Evan said "I would love that." Jake looked at them and then me and walked a couple steps over to me and put his hands on my pecs and abs while the other 2 watched. I reached around and put my hand on his ass and pulled his little muscle body into me and he groaned and ran his hand down to my cock that was growing fast. Evan and Tristin looked over and Evan said "That's what I'm talkin about," and came over and they started sucking on my pecs as Jake kinda slid down my body to my low hanging balls. I reached around and played with Evan and Tristin's asses and they moved their muscled bodies into me and I could feel their hard cocks on my thighs while they sucked on my pecs like babies. It was so fucking hot to see Jake moving his hot mouth up to my cock head and he had warm water in his mouth as he went down on my 9" all the way to my bush. I pushed his head down hard and he groaned around my thick shaft and came up to the head while he looked up and winked at me. I reached down on both sides of me and fisted Evan and Tristin's cocks and they too started groaning. They had about 7 and 8" cocks and they were rock hard. They both moved up to my mouth and the 3 of us were kissing while Jake kept deep throating and choking on my cock. I got both my hands on the back of his head and started face fucking him and he just whimpered and choked more on my dick. Evan slid his mouth down my body to my muscle ass and I felt his hands on my cheeks spreading them for his hot tongue that he worked into my hairy hole. Fuck that felt good and Tristan joined him taking turns eating out my jock ass. I pulled Jake up off my cock and lifted him up to his feet and he groaned and said "I love your cock Bill." I said "Man I want in that hot ass," and he said "Fuck ya, I want you in it!" I walked over to the wall out of the showers and I put Jake's hands on the wall and bent him down and Evan and Tristan played with my back as they watched me grab onto Jakes small waist and slide my 9" deep into Jake's belly. He yelled "Oh fuck Bill...I love that man!" His jock ass was squeezing my thick cock so fucking hard....the harder I plowed into him! Jake groaned and whimpered as I got my hands up on his muscled shoulders to get more leverage into his mancunt. Tristin said "Fuck Bill, I want plowed with that cock too man," and Evan said "Ditto for me too dude." My muscle was fuckin tight as hell as I kept plowing Jake and I said "There is plenty for everybody." They stood their stroking their hot cocks feeling my back as I bred Jake's hot ass. I slammed into Jake as his muscle arms supported himself on the tile wall bent over to take my thick cock. Jake yelled "Oh fuck I'm gonna shoot man!!!" I plowed harder and my muscles tensed up even more as my wet abs slammed into his tight muscle ass and I blew ropes of thick cum way up in his belly as Jake shot his huge ass load all over his abs and onto the wall and a couple ropes shot down onto his leg and foot. Jake stood up and fell onto me moaning and I could feel his thick cum on his abs sticking to mine. Evan and Tristan got into position right next to each other with their hot tight asses inviting me to plow them. Jake played with my shoulders and back as I shoved my cum covered thick cock into Evans smooth tanned ass. I slammed into him and his head jerked back groaning as Tristin threw his arm over his shoulder pulling him up to him while I fucked his tight mancunt. Evan just kept yelling "Fuck me Bill!!! Fuck me hard man!" I held onto his waist as I buried my bush into his tight crack and buried my cock way up in his gut. He kept pressing his ass back to me and stroked his nice thick cock with one hand. Tristin tried kissing him while I plowed him but Evan was too much into it to kiss...he wanted BRED!!! I pulled all the way out then shoved all the way in making him yell. Jake was moaning too watching me breed Evan's hot jock butt! Evan said "Dude you are going to make me blow anytime man...that cock feels so hot inside me!" I pulled out, and pulled Tristin's ass to me and buried my cock in him and put my hand around onto his abs. Tristin let out a yelp and said "God man that feels soooo good in my ass....fuck it hard Bill!" I plowed him as Evan moaned looking back at me plowing his buddy. My big ass balls slapped his ass as I got my hands on his shoulders and dug into that sweet fucking hole. Tristin's cock was hard as hell as I plugged him and he was precuming so much a rope flew down and back onto my leg. He groaned and grunted as I used all my muscle to plow his tight hairy hole. I was close to cuming and my muscles tensed up and I pulled out of Tristin. I told them to get on their knees to take my load. They scrambled down to their knees. Their cocks were hard and they held them stroking as I pushed both their heads onto my hard cock. Both of their lips were going up and down my shaft and Evan tried getting his tongue in my tight ass. I pulled his head up and said "You ready for my big load, boys?" They moaned and said "Fuck yeah, Bill, feed us man!!!" I stroked a few times and my thick ropes started shooting out, first onto Evan's hot face and into his open mouth; then into Tristin's hot mouth. Fuck, I just kept shooting cause their little asses had me so turned on, even though minutes before, I blew a huge load into Jakes jock ass. Jake moaned watching my ropes of cum shoot onto their faces and into their mouths. Each licked my cum off each other and almost at the same time, their cocks started shooting cum all over their pecs and abs and onto each other's thighs. Jake was holding my waist with one arm and shot another big load all over my quads and was running down my leg. It was so fucking hot watching the 2 eat my cum as they shot their heavy loads!! The whole shower smelled like cum. Jake kissed me and I got my lips in his ear and said "Clean your load up boy." He smiled and bent down slow and ate his ropes of cum off my leg down to my ankle. Evan and Tristin were breathing hard, and their wet abs and pecs were heaving from kick ass orgasms and were trading my cum in their mouths playing with each other's muscle while they did. We got back under the warm showers and Jake said "We have to do this again real soon." Evan and Tristin said "Fuck anytime....the sooner the better." I said "Fuck ya I like breeding your tight asses." They came over and started playing with my body and cock, and I said I had to get the fuck out of there but we would be fucking again real soon. We got together again off campus about 3 days later after they all kept leaving messages on my machine telling me how they wanted me to fuck them again!

I was feeling good walking along the road after a few beers when I felt the need to piss close by was a notorious gay toilet located in the park. As I entered I found myself starting to shake with the need to piss and nervous apprehension, the place was dim in the early evening light and there were 3 guys "pissing in the urinal area" I entered one of the 3 vacant stalls and got my cock out and started to piss. As I shook myself dry then wiped the head I heard gasps coming from the next stall I instantly new that the noises were fucking sounds my cock was instantly hard in my pants as I left the stall. As I passed the stall I saw a coloured guy with a big cock pushing his long thick cock in and out of a slim asian guys mouth It broke my stride and the black chap waved me over. I hestitated then approached my knee's shaking and my cock very hard, the black guy Rafe opened my pants and started to rub my cock, I gasped as he squeezed my balls he then rubbed my precum over the head, he said don't worry about Po - he'll suck your cock next. Rafe then pulled about 9 inches of cock out of Po's mouth and pointed my cock in his direction he took it straight to the back of his throat without missing a movement. The sensation made me go weak at the knee's then I felt Rafe move behind me and pull my trousers to my ankles, running his hands over the cheeks of my arse he parted them, I had never felt this way before and started to groan with sheer pleasure as he parted my cheeks and began to lick my virgin hole. When he pushed his tongue into me I came blasting wads of thick cum down Po's throat he sucked me hard taking it all. Suddenly I felt something stretching my arse and I cried out as Rafe pushed a good six inches of hard cock into me taking my virginity, he kept pushing overcoming my holes resistance as all of his cock entered me Po pulled my head down and pushed a small cock into my mouth and said suck it. Within seconds of Po entering my mouth he came in short sharp bursts I received my first load of spunk as he held my head and fucked my face. Rafe was fucking me hard grunting somthing about fucking my white virgin arse when he came as I felt the blasts of spunk in my hole I came again without touching myself. I hurriedly pulled up my trousers and as I left both guys were smiling at one another. I felt embarrassed on the way home thinking it all down to booze and then I felt Rafes spunk dribbling out of me and down my legs and I new then that I would be paying more visits to the dodgy toilet in the park.

I'd been out clubbing with friends and decided to walk home to burn off the alcohol in my system. It was about 05:30, July, so the sun was up and not cold. I cut through the park and being horny from seeing all those men dancing together, I wondered if the cottage would be open or in use. I pulled open the big heavy door and went in. It was empty. I went back outside, lay on the grass and had a cigarette. In the distance, I saw a figure walking in my direction. My dick started to stir in the hope that it would be someone horny. As it approached, I could make out a young guy, about 18, slim, with dark shaggy hair, wearing baggy jeans and a T-shirt. As he came closer, I though "cute". His eyes were fixed to the floor. He walked the path to the cottage, glanced in my direction and headed for and went in the cottage. I was up in a flash. And followed. He had put himself in the furthest cubicle. I went in next to him. In the wall was a sizable hole. I looked through and could see him sitting with his jeans at his ankles with his hand stroking a nice reasonably sized cock. That's all I needed. I unzipped..and pulled out my nice thick cock. I'm 26, 5'10, nice shaped bod with about 7.5 when hard. My foreskin goes all the way back showing a nice swollen big bell end. I moved to the hole so he could see me. He moved his mouth toward the hole. I took the initiative and put it through. I then felt his tongue move lightly up the side of my ever-hardening cock, it felt nice and soft and wet. He reached the tip and gently licked into my piss slit, lapping up my precum. This boy knew what he was doing. I then felt his mouth engulf my prick.. Fuck… it felt good. His mouth was warm..wet and fuckable. I felt his hand grab my shaft and then his mouth went to town on my cock sucking for all he was worth I pushed against the partition so he could get as much of me in his mouth as possible. I could feel his hard grip sliding up and down my cock in his saliva, and my cock head against the back of his throat. I moaned and whispered that it felt good and told him to keep doing what he was doing. And he did. Being the greedy bastard that I am, I wanted more than being sucked by this cute boy. I pulled my cock away and told him to get in here with me. A minute later he was standing in front of me. His jeans over his shoulder, his T-shirt over his head and his 6.5 cock jutting out in front of him. He was really slender and smooth, except for the patch of hair round his dick. I pulled him to me and sat down. I just had to taste his cock. His precum tasted sweet and his cock responded to my mouth. After only a few seconds, I could feel his cum shooting to the back of my mouth. I wasn't expecting that ! I kept his cock in my mouth and let him finish dumping his load. I love the taste of cum. My tongue was tingling from its acidity. I let his cock slip out, but left his cum in my mouth. I turned him around and bent him over. I pulled his arse cheeks apart to see his pink toght hole. I put my mouth to it and my tongue began to ease into him. He began to groan and pushed back. I managed to dribble some of his cum into his opening hole. As he relaxed, I could get more of his cum in him. I pulled away and started to use my finger to open him more. I slowly slipped in another finger while spitting more of his cum at the top of his arse crack, watching it run down to my fingers where it was pushed into him. I put another finger in him and spat the rest of his cum there so he could get really lubed up. When I thought he was ready… I sat on the edge of the seat, turned him around to face me and told him to sit down on my cock. He straddled me and lowered himself down onto my now rock hard dick.. I swear it had grown bigger than I had ever seen it. I felt the head of my cock slide into him and could feel his tight hole grasping it. His face was all screwed up and he was biting his lip. I pulled his hips down and felt that tight ridge that was going to be stretched all too soon. He took a sharp intake of air and I pushed him right down onto my cock. It slid straight up him, in one move. He yelled. I held him close and then started to ride him up and down slowly. I could feel his arse relaxing and accepting my cock. It felt soooo good. Hot, wet, and slippy with his cum. I told him to ride up and down and to make sure he came all the way down. He did. His cock was up against my belly oozing pre cum and getting hard again. After a few minutes, I told him to get off. He looked disappointed, but as soon as he was standing, I bent him over and pushed my cock back in his dripping wet hole. Now I could fuck him hard. I grabbed hold of his hips and began to really powerfuck him. He was really groaning by now and pushing back. I told him to pull his cheeks apart so I could get deeper, he did and it felt fucking amazing. Then I pulled my cock out to just the end and pushed it all the way back in one stroke, and again and again and again. He was loving it and so was I. I stood on tiptoes, pushed in deep and went for the kill. I was really slamming into this tight young arse, feeling it give way to my huge fat cock. My balls began to tighten up and I got faster and faster. I reached round and grabbed his cock. It was solid and wet. With one more lunge into him, I emptied my balls right up into his arse. Fuck.. I could feel my long heavy shots of hot cum going deep into this boy. I didn't think I was going to ever stop. Load after load shot into him. I felt his arse tighten, then felt his warm sticky cum in my hand. He pulled my hand off his cock and began to lick it clean, savouring his own cum. I was panting and sweating and my cock still jerked in him. He stood up and I held him close kissing the back and side of his neck. We stood like this for a while until my cock started to get soft. I could feel my cum (and his) leaking out of his hole onto my balls. It felt good. Finally I pulled out of him. He turned.. we kissed deeply and then introduced ourselves. I told him that was the hottest fuck I had ever had and wouldn't mind repeating it again soon. He said he was free today, with a smile. We dressed and walked back to my place and fucked all day long.

When he presses the buzzer I open my door and buzz him into the building. Quickly I get back on the bed, face down, wearing a slave collar, and leather wrist and ankle cuffs. As I hear the door shut and hear him come into the room, my heart begins to race... focusing in on the quiet sounds that for some reason seem so loud... the sound of his zipper, belt buckle, the sound of his clothes coming off and falling to the floor... not knowing what will happen next. Though my heart races, it is from excitement not fear. The fear ended long ago, and was replaced by unending trust. My master hurts me, uses me, abuses me, but I am never harmed and I have no fear of being harmed. I do what he tells me, I never say no, and I never feel the need to question or think it over first. The only needs that matter are his needs. What I need doesn't matter, but I can tell you that it is very fulfilling and rewarding to see that his needs are met, and to see him get turned on. Truthfully, that is enough for me. There is nothing that makes me happier than to see him have a good time. As I'm face down in the pillow, he grabs me by the collar and lifts me up off the bed, arching my back. Under his breath he tells me that I'm a fuckin pig and that I had better please him. As I start to get light-headed and feeling weak... I can feel his hand pressing at my hole, testing to be sure I'm properly lubed and loosened up. He lets go of the collar and I fall onto the bed. As I reach out to grab poppers, the loud crack of his hand whacking my ass fills the room as he gives his first order. "ASS UP - HEAD DOWN!" I am so overwhelmed with excitement and poppers, what he said just didn't register quickly, and I didn't respond fast enough. "DOUCHE BAG! ARE YOU FUCKIN' STUPID? I SAID ASS UP HEAD DOWN!" I am startled, though not scared, when suddenly he smacks me upside the head. Quickly, I follow his order and get in position. Immediately, he uses his knees to kick my legs apart. As he sticks his cock up my ass, he grabs me by the collar and shoves my head down in the pillows. I don't resist because I know how good he always is to me. Submitting to everything he wants is the only means I have to prove my trust to him. My ass starts to rock and he smacks me again telling me to tighten up. As I tighten up, he starts to moan. Hearing him moan with pleasure in addition to the incredible feeling of his cock deep in my ass, brings me to the very verge of shooting my load. I have to work hard to distract myself, despite the feeling of my cum boiling inside, aching to get out, making me twitch and tremble. He pulls out and backs off, reaching over to lube up that huge dildo. It measures 9 X 8 and is really huge. We are using it to work towards the day when I take his fist. That will be a very special moment. As he lubes it up, I reach for the poppers and take a real big hit. He starts to work that dildo slowly in my hole, twisting and thrusting it to get me looser. He's being really careful when it gets deep.. so as not to harm me. But as I get higher and higher on poppers.. I can't help myself. I start to buck around like a wild animal. I want to take it all the way, I want to show him that I'm making progress. I want to prove to him I'm trying. With him holding it in place, I'm backing into it, wiggling onto it, being the hungry fucking bitch I am.. I fantasize that he will overpower me and force it all the way in, but I know that he is more cautious and caring than that. He is cruel, but he would never harm his pig nor risk injuring me. He's very good to me. He orders me "DON'T MOVE! STAY STILL!" Despite my complete and total respect of him, I am so out of control I just can't help myself. My teeth are clenched, I'm breathing rapidly, and growling like an angry dog as I continue to buck around trying to take that dildo. I am consumed by the moment and not even realizing that I am acting in total defiance of the master who I worship. Worried, I think, that I would get more out of control and injure myself, he yells "I TOLD YOU NOT TO MOVE, ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?" He grabbed me by the collar and yanked me up, smacking me in the head and continuing to yell. He punched me in the back, and it snapped me into reality. I froze in place, motionless, except for my rapid breathing. Agitated and panting, my mouth going dry, I was motionless. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING? WHEN I SAY DON'T MOVE BITCH; YOU DON'T FUCKING MOVE!" I didn't respond, I didn't move. "I AM GOING TO HAVE TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU NOW, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" I never say no to my master. He is too good to me. I just screwed up so bad, I had to be punished. I knew it. I couldn't make it worse by saying no. I nodded affirmatively. He looked around the room and grabbed my belt. He reached down on the floor and picked up one of his socks, stuffing it into my mouth. If he needed to keep me quiet, I knew this would be bad. He walked around the other side of the bed, and yelled "IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT? IS IT?" I turned my head to see him standing there. His perfect v-shaped body, an angry look on his face, and the belt doubled back in his hand, cocked and pulled back ready to strike hard. "IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT CUNT?" I nodded affirmatively. As I saw him cock back further ready to strike, my eyes closed. The crack of the belt filled the room, the sting was intense. A few more lashes with that belt, each one getting harder and more painful. Just when I started to think that I couldn't take any more, he threw the belt on the floor. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD FUCKING DO THIS!" The disappointment in his voice made my mind race, wondering what would happen next, and trying to think of a way to fix this mistake. With his sock still in my mouth, he grabbed me by the collar and dragged me into the bathroom. I was crawling on my hands and knees but being pulled at the same time, feeling weak due to the tightness of the collar. He ordered me in the tub. While I was kneeling in the tub, I could see the disappointed look on his face. He pulled his sock out of my mouth, rolled it up into a ball, held it out and started to piss all over it. It was so soaked with his piss that it was dripping. He held it in front of my mouth and ordered: "OPEN!" I opened my mouth wide, and he shoved his sock completely in. My mouth was filled with the sock and the taste of his piss when he ordered "CLOSE!" I closed my mouth and stared at the floor of the tub in complete shame. He then said, "I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SAY SOMETHING NICE, AND THEN YOU HAD TO GO AND DO THIS! YOU JUST STAY THERE AND DON'T MOVE!" As he walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom, I hung my head in shame. This is the man I worship. This is the man who is trying to teach me to be a better pig. He beats me not because he hates me, he beats me because he wants the best for me, but I frustrate him really bad when I fuck up. The feeling of shame was just overwhelming. As I kneeled in the tub in complete silence, I heard the sound of him pouring a large glass of water from the pitcher. Time elapsed and again I heard water being poured from the pitcher. I knew what would soon follow, but of course I never know for sure. My master is very unpredictable. Time passed, what seemed like a very long time, and I didn't hear a single sound. I began to worry that something might be wrong with my master. Is he that angry with me or has something happened to him? I listened even closer, trying my best to hear some noise, something at all, to show me that he was ok. Hearing nothing at all, I began to get very concerned. I was contemplating calling out to him, asking him if he was OK, but was very worried that he might think that I was an impatient pig, or trying to rush him. I'm patient, but if something was wrong, I would hate my master to think that I'm an uncaring pig or a selfish pig. I love my master, and if something were wrong I would run to assist him, just as I know he would do for me even though I'm just a pig. I turned my head looking out into the hallway, hoping again to hear something, and just then, he rounded the corner coming into the bathroom. I quickly began looking at the floor of the tub, and hoped that he hadn't seen me looking out into the hallway. I was so relieved that everything was OK with him. He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me so that I was facing him. I didn't look at him because when a pig makes eye contact it is disrespectful and considered an act of aggression. I stared straight ahead at his cock, only inches from my face. I jumped, startled, as he leaned down and spit in my face. As his spit dripped down my cheek, I once again filled with shame. When master spits in my face, he is letting me know how disgusted and upset he is with me. He grabbed my by the collar hard, and yanked me up, ordering me out of the tub and onto the floor. I got out of the tub and kneeled quickly on the floor. Still holding my collar, he pushed me over closer to the toilet, and slowly pushed me down into the bowl, stopping with my face just inches from the water. "YOU NEED TO FUCKIN LEARN PIG, TO DO WHAT I TELL YOU TO DO!" With that said, he pushed my face down into the water. It was ice cold and I couldn't breathe. Out of reaction, certainly not defiance, I pushed back to get my face out of the water. He tightened up his grip and held me firmly under water. I stopped resisting. I worked hard to just relax and stay calm. I didn't fight. He held my head under with just one hand, and then crouched down enough to get his cock up my hole. My mind was running out of control. Feelings of panic held back only by my unending trust in him, but so distracted and turned on by the feeling of him fucking my ass slow and deep, making me want to cum like never before. It's as if he wanted to really fuck up my head, giving me all these emotions to process all at once... all of course, while unable to speak or breathe. Overwhelmed, I had to focus on showing my trust in him, and obedience. I was determined to show I was a good pig, and a sturdy durable pig. Finally he grabbed my collar and yanked me up out of the water. Gasping for breath, panting, and dripping in ice cold water, I realized that only about thirty seconds had elapsed, but it sure felt like an eternity. He held me by the collar and ordered me back in the tub. When trying to stand up, shaken, I slipped on the wet floor, but my master held tight and didn't let me fall. I'm sure that I looked like a pathetic pig. Master said nothing. He is good to me, and never judges me. Sure he calls me a douche bag, a slut, a cunt, a whore, a pig, but these are not criticisms, these are just facts. I knelt in the tub facing him, and soon a quick stream of piss hit me in the face. I flinched, startled. I try to stay still, but no matter how hard I try, I always flinch when his piss hits me in the face. I feel ashamed, because I always worry that he may think that I don't like his piss. I love his piss. Giving me his piss is one of the nicest things he does for me. That's how I know that he cares. I wish I weren't greedy, but sometimes a pig just can't help himself. I stared as his cock like a hungry bitch, and opened my mouth wide, hoping that he might be so good to me as to fill my mouth with his piss and let me drink it. He aimed, and started spraying a stream of his hot piss in my mouth. I can't describe the taste, but it makes the cum start to boil inside me. I try to enjoy as much as I can, but with my mouth open, it spills out, and when I close my mouth for a second just to swallow, it sprays all over my face. He stopped. "YOU'RE WASTING ALOT OF MY PISS, MAYBE I SHOULD JUST FINISH PISSING IN THE TOILET! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO?" He moved and stood in front of the toilet waiting for my response. I shook my head and pleadingly said "NO! PLEASE! I'M TRYING!" He turned back and stuck his cock in my mouth. Patiently, I waited for it to start. He started to trickle his piss in my mouth, I waited a few seconds and took the first gulp. A moment later, he put it up to full pressure, and I could feel it streaming and swirling around in my mouth. I was having to take a big gulp every few seconds, my cheeks puffing out, but not spilling a drop. Gulp after gulp, I was going into a trance, wanting it never to end. I am always thankful that he is so good to me. My needs don't matter, I know that, but my master is good to me even though I don't deserve it. He ordered me not to move, and left the room. I was so horny and hard, I really thought that I was going to just shoot cum everywhere. I had his piss all over my face, in my hair, on my chest, dripping everywhere. I was a mess. I was the ultimate example of a total pig. Cold, wet, exploited, shivering, emotionally broken down, but yet appreciative. A long time passed, slowly I began to dry. Periodically I would hear him pouring more water from the pitcher to his glass. I felt bad that I wasn't there to do it for him. That's one of my jobs. He came back in the bathroom, I was still kneeling, and mostly dry. The smell of his dried piss was all over me, marking his property. He does own me after all. He grabbed the red rubber douche bag, unscrewed the hose, and began to piss into the bag. I couldn't believe how much piss he had in him. "ASS UP HEAD DOWN!" he ordered. I quickly got in position. He got in the tub with me, straddling my body. As I looked at the floor of the tub, I was staring at his beautiful feet, standing in droplets of his own piss...wanting to lick the piss off of his feet. I have so much trust in him, I was in my own world, not even paying attention to him as he played with my ass and inserted the tube. That's part of being a pig I guess. I heard the click of the valve being released, open, and soon felt my insides being completely filled with master's hot precious piss. I can't even describe how warm and secure it made me feel... content to be as always, in his total control. I was starting to feel really full, almost a little discomfort. I wouldn't complain though, what could be better than to be that full of piss from the master you worship. The discomfort was just a tiny sacrifice to prove my respect and appreciation. He clicked the valve off and set the bag aside. He told me to hold it. I tried, and did well, until he started to finger my ass. His piss was spraying out a little here and there. "ARE YOU LEAKING?" he asked, taunting me, "I TOLD YOU TO HOLD IT" I started to explain, "I'M TRYING BUT..." he interrupted "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I was getting so turned on, so horny, just realizing that here I was with my hot master, his toy, and completely filled with his piss... Before I could even imagine what was going to happen next he crouched down and slowly stuck his cock right up my ass. As he started to slowly ram it in and out, his precious piss was spilling out all over the place. I tried to tighten up so I wouldn't spill more, but my efforts were useless. I was watching his hot piss running down the bottom of the tub between my legs. I was feeling like such a useless pig. I wanted so bad to hold it as he told me to, but I couldn't stop it. I was worried that I was disappointing him once again. Slowly he began to moan and really get into it, with his piss spilling everywhere. He sounded so excited and so turned on, my worries disappeared and the moment began to consume me. Once again this pig was getting overwhelmed with the whole situation. An ass full of piss, my master's cock pounding my ass, and moans that proved beyond any doubt that he was having a good time. When my master is having a good time, it just drives me wild. Abruptly he stopped. He stood up, and stepped out of the tub. As he walked out of the bathroom, he said under his breath. "CLEAN YOURSELF OFF." I took a deep breath and stood up. I was a total mess. I was too covered in piss to even step onto the floor. I had to empty the rest of his piss right there in the tub. It broke my heart to let go of it, but I did. I felt a sense of accomplishment. When my master moans, it makes me feel like a good pig. I never get overconfident though, if anything, it inspires me to be even better. Feeling like I had done a good job, I was happy. I just felt great, and slowly unbuckled my wrist and ankle cuffs, and one by one threw them over into the sink, then I removed my slave collar. I took a hot shower and cleaned up real nice for my master. I wanted to get back on the bed with him, all warm and clean. When I finished, I cleaned up the cuffs and collar, dried myself off, and returned to the bedroom. I stood at the end of the bed, and with determination, put my collar and cuffs back on. I wanted to show him that pig was reporting again for duty. When I was done, I got face down on the bed beside him, but of course respectfully, with my head at the foot of the bed, and trying not to take up much room. Like a loyal dog, this pig takes comfort in being near his master, even when nothing is happening. He rested his feet on my back, and just watched the porn movie that was playing. I didn't move. I was peacefully still, my face buried in the sheets, just enjoying the moment. I wanted it to go on forever. After our rest, he ordered me to move towards the center of the bed and stay on my stomach. He lubed up my ass and started to play. It was a few moments before I had realized, that he was not using his hand, but using his foot...to see how much of his foot he could get up my bitch hole. He started to laugh at me, but it never bothers me. I love to turn him on, and love to entertain him, and it felt so good to be comfortable with him, and so good to be his toy. Soon he ordered me to turn around. When I turned around he ordered me to clean his foot. With enthusiasm, I licked his toes, and the bottom of his foot. I got it as wet as I could, and opened wide so that he could stick his foot in my mouth. I tried so hard to get as much of his foot in my mouth as possible. I tried too hard. I scraped his foot with my teeth. "YOU FUCKING CUNT! BE CAREFUL! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I held his foot with both of my hands, and continued to lick and suck his foot carefully. The whole time, gently rubbing his foot lovingly while holding it with the other, to show him how sorry I was. He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me higher up on the bed and pushed my face down in the pillows. Once again he grabbed that 9 x 8 dildo and started lubing it up, and lubing up my ass. I reached and grabbed the poppers, and had a short blast. At this point in our time together, I was pretty loosened up even without poppers. He was working it really good, and quite deep and suddenly paused. He reached down on the floor to grab his one dry sock and reached for the ethyl chloride. He sprayed it heavily on his sock, concentrating it in one spot, drenched. He reached and grabbed my collar with one hand, and with his other hand, cupped the ethyl covered sock over my mouth. There was no getting away from him, and of course I didn't want to. I was being taken, being assaulted, being drugged, unable to resist his power, and not wanting to either. I am his to take total control of. It was sprayed so strong, I could feel it burn my lungs. I took three deep breaths. In through my mouth covered with the sock, and out through my nose. This avoids wasting any when I exhale. At the end of the third breath, he started to release his hand over my mouth, but being a hungry bitch, I wanted more. I buried my face into his hand, pressing hard. I wanted to show him that he was taking me with full consent. I was going to be his drugged fuck toy, a helpless defenseless pig. I don't need to defend myself though, as I've said, my master would never harm me. Deep inside, I get even harder when he does take me by force, holding that ethyl sock over my mouth. I love it when he rapes me by force. But his judgment is better than my own, and he watches out for me even when I don't watch out for myself. He pulled his hand away, so that I couldn't breathe anymore of the ethyl. Now a drugged and wild horny out of control pig, I was so fucking hungry for that 9 x 8. I pushed hard to get myself opened up, and I could hear him gasp with excitement and shock. This bitch was takin' it! I was ravenous, and started to buck and growl, acting like a rabid dog, an out of control animal. I was taking it so well, he finally pulled out the dildo, and started to work his hand up my ass. There is nothing I want more than to do this for him. It's something we both want. It is going to be a very special moment when we do it. I want it so desperately I get out of control. Luckily, he keeps his head on straight, and realizes that we have to be patient so that pig doesn't get injured. I could feel him getting closer and closer, deeper and deeper, but then it started to get painful. Defiantly and without permission, I grabbed the ethyl spray and his sock, and sprayed that sock till it was wet. I took a few deep breaths and suddenly felt the wave come over me, I was now completely inhuman. Pure animal. Without permission I spoke, loudly, begging my master, "DO IT! DO IT! I KNOW WE CAN DO THIS! GO AHEAD! DO IT! I WANT TO DO THIS FOR YOU SO FUCKING BAD!" He slowed down, pulled back a bit, and stopped. Slowly, he pulled his hand out. We did not get all the way. He was silent. As a few minutes elapsed, my mind came back to reality, but he was still silent. He just was still. I began to reflect at my outburst. Realizing what a bad pig I had just been. Risking injury, defying his power. I began to remember when this happened earlier, and I took the belt. I can handle the belt, but I can't handle making angry the master who I worship. He said nothing. Sometimes he lets me off the hook. I don't know why. I suspect that maybe he realizes that sometimes I mean well, and just get out of control. We relaxed, and as minutes went by, I began to really feel the need to piss. I asked for permission and was denied. Time went by, and the need to piss was so intense I couldn't think of anything else, so I had to ask him again for permission. "OK - YOU CAN PISS - BUT YOU KNOW THE DRILL!" I do know the drill. If I have to piss during our time together, I must piss in a bowl and then drink it. I went and got a bowl, went into the bathroom and in seconds, filled the entire bowl with piss. I returned to the bedroom. Usually we keep pissplay in the bathroom. When I came back into the bedroom he looked surprised. "WHERE IS YOUR PISSBOWL PIG?" I replied "IN THE BATHROOM" He looked at me in disgust and said, "WELL GET ON YOUR FUCKIN HANDS AND KNEES AND GO GET IT!" I got on my hands and knees and crawled into the bathroom. I had to hold the full bowl with one hand and crawl back on my knees, using my other hand to balance me. I have never moved so slowly and carefully, thinking of the $4,000 check I wrote last year to carpet this place. When I got back into the bedroom, he was relaxing on the bed watching me carefully. "GET A TOWEL AND PUT IT ON THE FLOOR - PUT THE BOWL ON THE TOWEL!" It took me a few moments, but I was able to get that accomplished. He came over to where I was on the floor, and told me to kneel in front of the bowl. He got behind me, and grabbed me by the collar, twisting it until I began to feel lightheaded. He let go and ordered me to lean over and drink the piss. Slowly I leaned forward, and just as I got my face over the bowl, he put his hand on the back of my head and forced my face into the bowl of piss. With my nose and mouth completely immersed, I could not breathe. He held me there and ordered me to drink. Soon, I realized that he was not going to let me up to breath, I would have to drink it quickly to lower the level of piss in the bowl to allow myself to breathe. It didn't take more than four or five big slurps, until I could breathe. I stopped to catch my breath, and at that moment, he shoved his dick into my ass and started fucking me again. While he's fucking me, he commented, "IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE YOU'RE FINISHED - START DRINKING" I'm trying to drink piss from a bowl without spilling while he is slowly fucking my ass. I am fucking out of my mind and out of control wanting to shoot my load, but too busy slurping up piss. Finally I finished, and took a deep breath. He ordered me to lick the bowl clean, and I did. "GET ON YOUR BACK!" he ordered. Quickly I complied. Flat on my back, on the floor, staring at the ceiling, poppers close by. He grabbed me by the balls and started to squeeze. I started to moan, and really thought I was going to cum. While squeezing with one hand, he started to lightly hit my balls with the palm of his other hand. It was a delicious pain. Such a sweet deep pain. I reached for the poppers and started to moan. For several moments I was pure heaven. He then told me to jerk off. OH FUCK! This was going to be great. I began stroking it and he continued working my balls real hard. I took a hit of poppers and kept going. While holding my balls and pulling them with one hand, he reached up and grabbed my collar, twisting and pulling it until I was almost sitting up and in his arms. Both hands going tighter, there was no avoiding it anymore. Cum went exploding in all directions. Releasing a build up for days, not to mention after being on the verge for several hours or heavy duty play. I collapsed on the floor, totally spent, totally used up. While I was still on the floor on my back, he sat on the end of the bed. We had a nice talk, though it was mostly about my failings as a pig. Where I fall short, where I need to improve. I finally admitted to him that I knew I wasn't doing a very good job. He was glad that I understood. He was really nice about it, not mean at all. Still, I felt bad, knowing how I disappoint him often. But it gives me something to work towards. My only purpose is to please him.

I spent many a memorable night at a park on Pharr Road in Atlanta. It had old picnic pavilions that had gone into disrepair. All that was left was the foundation and the big outdoor barbeque pits. In the dark, it was a perfect place for action. On one autumn night, I got out of my car and walked toward the blonde guy, barely visible in the blackness. Hardly a word was spoken before I reached out and felt his cock through his pants. Instantly, it was out in the night air and I knelt before him, sucking it into my mouth. It was a good eight inches long and fairly thin. I worked it all the way down my throat when I heard a sound to the left and the man I was sucking stiffened in fear. Out of the blackness came a dark haired guy who had been watching us from the trees and had crept up on us in the night. Though startled, I brazenly kept on sucking the blonde. They kissed each other and the dark haired guy took out his cock. It was also about 8 inches long, but looked to be thicker. I swapped cocks back and forth, sucking, licking and deep-throating first one, then the other. After a few minutes of this, the dark haired guy moved behind the blonde, reached around and unbuckled his belt and pulled the blonde's pants down to his ankles. He pressed the head of his wet cock against the blonde's asshole, but the blonde stopped him. "Oh, c'mon, I want to fuck you," said the dark haired guy, but the blonde shook his head no. Not wanting to lose him, I pulled off the blonde's cock said "I'll take it." I jerked my own belt open and dropped my pants. Quickly, I lubricated his cock with my saliva and wet my asshole with my fingers. I hated to go without lubricant, but there was not time to go back to my car. If I waited, I could lose either or both. The dark haired guy quickly moved behind me and pressed against my backside. It was so super hot that I was trembling with excitement and anticipation. Once again, I resumed sucking on the beautiful blonde and the handsome dark haired guy behind slowly pushed all the way inside me until I felt his balls against my butt. He was so gentle and slow that it didn't even hurt! When he started fucking me, I thought I would lose it. The sensations and the sensuality of the moment swept over me and I felt like he was taking my breath away. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body as the sensual probing took over every fiber and nerve. They kissed each other over me and I felt the blonde's cock stiffen again and again in my mouth. It wasn't too long before the dark haired guy began thrusting faster and deeper, really pounding into me. He gasped, "Oh, yeah...Oh, yeah" over and over again. Then I felt it. He swelled up bigger inside and I felt the powerful surges soaking my guts. I could feel the heat and his wetness surge inside and the sudden reduction of friction as his load lubricated my passage. At that instant, the blonde swelled by about 50% and unloaded into my mouth. They came and came and came together. I never wanted it to end, but eventually the surging from both of them slowed and finally stopped. For a moment, I felt sad that it would be over. They stayed in me until all movement had stopped, then each disconnected from me. I was literally full at both ends. They simply pulled up their pants and said goodnight. I was left alone...savoring the night and the glow of an incredible experience. I sat for a long time feeling elated, but strangely alone at the same time. I hadn't even gotten off! Didn't need to.

I was stationed in Monterey CA some years ago for a Navy School and a bunch of us decided one evening to go out for a few drinks. It was a Friday night and as we crossed the bridge into San Francisco, someone suggested we get a motel room for the weekend. We all agreed and pooled our money and got three rooms....2 guys per room. After eating a fast food dinner, we hit a few bars in and around Chinatown, and around 9pm three of the guys decided they wanted to go to a movie, so we split up. The three of us continued to cruise around checking out half a dozen bars in the next couple of hours. Around 11pm we stumbled into a bar called The Rodeo. We didn't know it at first, but it was a very gay friendly bar, and when we sat down at a table a couple of guys ambled over and asked if we wanted to dance. We all said no thanks and got up and left. I have always been bi, but never out of the closet to anyone but my wife, and the other two guys with me sure didn't seem bi to me. But we were all just drunk enough to laugh and talk about what we had seen in the bar. Mike giggled, "Did you see that guy in the cage dancing? He really looked hot! wow!" Matt, who was sharing the room that night with me said, "Mike, are you turned on by that guy?" Mike said, "Well, sort of...he was very nicely put together...and what a package he was just hiding there under that g-string!" Matt said, "I noticed him too, and I noticed you looking at him too Len." I said, "Well, it was hard not to stare. I was getting hard watching him." "You bi?" asked Matt. "Yeah," I replied "Wow! I am too! Who would have figured?" exclaimed Mike. "Me too," said Matt. "I noticed you in school but I was afraid to say anything." I looked hard at Matt's face and asked him, "Are you saying you are attracted to me?" He looked at me and said "Yes....I've been watching you all week since you got here. I just never figured I'd ever say anything". Mike stopped walking and grabbed us both by the arm and suggested, "Why dont we go back to the room and fool around?" We both quickly agreed and we went back to the motel. We decided to go to Matt's and my room as we weren't sure about when Rob, Paul and Tony were going to return. As we went into the room, we started throwing our clothes off and onto the floor. We were as excited as young guys can get, all three cocks standing straight up as theyt came into view. I wanted Matt's cock in my mouth and went right over to him and went down on my knees and started to lick his 7" nicely thick slab of meat. He let out a groan and put his hand on the back of my head and started pumping his cock into my mouth. I felt a mouth closing over my own cock as Matt slid down on the floor to make it easier for me to suck him. Mike was making slurping sounds on my cock, and pushing a wet finger into my ass. I was in heaven. Just then, there was a tap on the door. We all froze and scrambled for our shorts. We barely had time to get them on when Mike let the other three guys into the room. We were still breathing hard and Rob looked at me and said with a grin, "Len is a bit out of breath. I wonder why." Tony said, "Don't be an ass Rob....just tell them we found a glory hole in the wall of the bathroom and we've been watching for a good 5 minutes, and just decided to join you guys." "Wow!" was all Mike could say, as I breathed in relief. Then we all got nude again and started playing with each other on the floor. I quickly resumed sucking on Matt's rock hard cock, and Paul came over and began sucking on Rob. Tony stood behind me and started feeling my ass, as Mike was wetting the entrance again with his finger. Tony soon had his fingers in there and was stretching my ass out...it felt wonderful. A few minutes later, I felt Someone put the head of his cock at the entrance to my ass and start to push it in. I looked and it was Tony. As I looked down I saw what had to be 9" of hard cock and thought 'Oh God, he's gonna kill me with that' But Tony was very gentle and took his time, and when it was all in he asked me if I was okay, and when I nodded he started to fuck me slowly as I continued to lick and suck Matt's hardon. In the meantime, Matt was beginning to drip a bit and moan as he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth. I could tell he was close to coming, and he suddenly stiffened and started shooting a huge stream of very hot cum into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but a little escaped down my chin, which Mike lapped up by licking my chin. Tony was picking up the pace a bit and I glanced over to see Paul and Rob locked in a 69 position. As Matt's cock shrunk down a bit, Mike moved over and presented me with his cock. I immediately opened my mouth and took it in. I was filling all my holes and it felt wonderful. Tony pulled out and told me to lie on my back and raise my legs. I did and he put his huge cock back in while Mike straddled my face and fed me his cock. Matt came to lie down next to me and started to suck my cock and play with Tony's balls as he fucked me. I got so hot, that i lasted about 1 minute before shooting my load right into Matt's willing mouth. As I came, I clenched my ass muscles very hard and Tony gave out a moan and I felt him shoot his hot cum right into my ass....and that made Mike cum in my mouth. We all shot our loads almost together. That was the only time I was with more than 1 guy at a time, but I never forgot the experience...it lasted 2 days after which I was sore for a week but very very satisfied.

[Remember - this is fiction, not recommended behavior...] "Here you go Mrs. Winters, one Grande Cinnamon Spice Mocha," Antonio said, handing the coffee drink to the elderly woman across the counter. "I put an extra bit of cinnamon in it just like you like it," he added, with a wink and a smile. "Thank you, Antonio," Mrs. Winters said, sipping the mocha and returning the smile. "You're the sweetest young man." "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Winters," Antonio replied flirtatiously, handing her the receipt. "Have a great day." Antonio was quite the "Chatty Cathy" type while at work, always talking with the customers. Management liked him, customers liked him, and his co-workers liked him. Antonio was just naturally outgoing, talkative and effusive. All that, coupled with his handsome Italian-American looks and coloring made for one very sexy package. The Starbucks in the grocery store was unusually slow this time of the day and Antonio was glad. All the studying he'd been doing for school was starting to wear him down, and he was glad it was Friday because this was the only day of the week when he didn't have classes. He'd been up since 4:30 am to work the shift starting at 5:30 am, and he was already tired. He looked at the clock: it was only 7:30 am. Five hours to go before he was off for the whole weekend. He picked up the newspaper and turned to the classified ads. He was so deep in thought now that he didn't see the handsome man at the counter. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, folding the paper and putting it on a shelf behind him and washing his hands. "Just looking for a place to live. What'll you have?" "Mmm...," the man said, looking at the menu. "How about a Caramel Macchiato?" "Great choice," Antonio said. "What size?" "Make it a Venti," the man said. "By the way, why are you looking for a place to live?" Antonio, ever the chatterbox, explained his current living situation to the man. He'd been living with his mom and her new husband ever since he got out of the Army and lately things were getting tense. His "step dad" was a real shit and Antonio didn't like him very much. Since he was taking a full load at the community college he could only work part time, which meant that he didn't have enough money for his own place. But he really wanted to get out, so every day he scoured the newspapers looking for cheap studios or people who were looking for roommates. Anything would be better than living under the same roof with that asshole. There was no one else in line so the man stayed and continued to chat. "You were in the Army?" he asked incredulously. "How old are you?" "Twenty-two," Antonio replied. "I know, I look younger." In fact, he looked 16 or 17. "Why the Army?" "I kinda had to go in," Antonio said. "Why's that?" the man asked, taking a drink. Antonio rolled his eyes and shook his head as he went on. "Well, I got into a little legal trouble after I graduated. Nothing too bad, but bad enough. Part of the plea arrangement was that I join the Army. I just got out six months ago, thank god, but I still gotta see my probation officer every week for the next two years. But it beats prison." The man nodded. "I'd have to agree with that. By the way, my name's Craig." He reached out and shook Antonio's hand. Antonio pointed to his nametag. "Antonio... but then I'm sure you probably already knew that." He smiled his big, infectious smile and Craig felt all warm inside. The kid was hot! He looked him up and down quickly. Antonio was about five foot eleven. There was a workout room in the condo complex where he lived that he used whenever he wasn't working or studying. As a result, he was toned in all the right places but not too muscled. He had wide shoulders and a narrow waist. His pecs were well defined and he had a flat stomach with the beginnings of a six-pack. He had a round bubble butt and, from what Craig could see, a nice bulge in his pants. He had floppy, disheveled-looking hair that looked like he spent a lot of time on it to make it go that way, but which in reality, had a mind of its own and did whatever it wanted. Over the years he had learned to just go with it. All in all, Antonio was what you would call a pretty boy. "Have you thought about getting a second part time job?" Craig asked. Antonio sighed. "Yeah, but it's kinda tough, what with my school schedule and all, you know? I haven't been able to find anything that fits." "Well," Craig said, reaching into his wallet and handing Antonio a business card. "I manage this club and we could always use an extra waiter. It'd only be a couple nights a week and the tips are pretty good." Antonio took the card and looked at it. Craig Powers, Manager, the card read. The name of the club was The Fly and the "Y" in Fly was in the shape of an open zipper. "Is this a gay bar?" Antonio asked. "Yes," Craig replied. "Would that be a problem?" "Well I'm straight," Antonio said. "Wouldn't that be a problem? Or at least awkward?" Craig smiled. "Most of the guys who work for me are straight," he said, lying through his teeth. "In fact, most of them are students just making some extra cash. Like I said, the tips are good. Some of the guys make a couple hundred a night." Antonio looked at the card again. "I wouldn't have to do anything queer would I? I mean, I wouldn't have to... you know..." Craig laughed out loud. "No. There are no strings attached. Now I'm not saying that some of the guys don't, how should I say it, 'go the extra mile' for some of the regulars. But that's not a requirement. You'd be there strictly to serve drinks. Nothing else." Antonio looked at the card, then at Craig, and then back at the card. "I don't know, man," he said. "Hey," Craig said with a wave of his hand, "the job is yours if you want it. No pressure. If you're interested, the shift is from 9:00 pm till closing." Antonio put the card in his back pocket. "I'll think about it Craig," he said. "And by the way, the coffee's on me." Later that afternoon Antonio had a nasty argument with his step dad. He slammed the door to his room and stripped out of his uniform. He rarely wore underwear and his fat, eight-inch cock flopped around as he tossed his pants onto the bed and dug through his drawer for his jock strap. He figured he'd go to the work out room for a couple of hours. At least there he wouldn't have to put up with his step dad. He remembered his jock strap was in the wash and rummaged around until he found a pair of briefs. He found a new, unopened package and tore it open. He only wore briefs when he played sports or worked out and then only if his jock was dirty. He didn't like the feel of butt-huggers and would rather free-ball or wear boxers. He pulled a pair of shorts over the crisp white briefs and then his track pants. He made sure all the snaps were closed on either side before he put on his Duke t-shirt and shoes. The work out room was locked so instead of going back to the house, he got into his car and drove around. As he drove his mind kept going back to the conversation he'd had with Craig Powers that morning. Shit, a couple hundred bucks in tips a night! A couple weeks working there and he could get a place of his own fast. A nice place, too. But a gay bar? The thought turned him off. He knew people who were gay and all, but he didn't really hang out with any of them. But the money was tempting and he kept thinking about Craig's job offer. He was a little worried about getting felt up or something, but he kept pushing that thought away. Who the fuck cares! He wasn't gay. So some faggot copped a feel. Big deal! It hardly seemed an inconvenience for a couple hundred a night. He decided to give it a shot. At 8:30 pm that night Antonio walked through the front door of The Fly. The place looked upscale, but it was a total fag hangout! There were drag queens and dudes dressed in leather and all kinds of shit. Then Antonio saw the waiters. They were all dressed in tight 2xist boxer briefs (white, black, or grey), and equally tight, brightly colored lycra t-shirts that totally clung to their bodies and showed off their chests and nipples through the thin material. Plus, the shirts were short enough that the guys' bare stomachs showed. He also noticed that most of the waiters had bills of various denominations tucked into the waistbands of their underwear. Shit, Antonio said to himself, I can't do this. I can't parade around in my underwear in front of a bunch of queers. He was about to turn and leave when he saw Craig making his way across the room toward him. "Antonio!" He said smiling, sticking out his hand. "I'm glad you decided to come by. What do you think?" Antonio swallowed nervously as he looked around the room. "Well, to be honest, I think I'm gonna take a pass. I don't think I'd be too comfortable walking around in my underwear." "Well, that's the uniform," Craig said. "I probably should've told you earlier. But I understand your position. Like I said this morning, it's your choice. We only want you here if you want to be here. Sorry it didn't work out." Antonio saw one of the waiters pulling bills from his waistband. Shit, there must be fifty bucks there! He could sure use that kind of money. He turned to Craig, who could almost see the dollar signs in Antonio's eyes. "What the hell," he said. "I'll do it." A huge smile spread across Craig's face and he patted Antonio on the back. "Way to go! Just follow me and I'll hook you up with an outfit and show you your section." Antonio followed Craig to the back office as Craig continued to explain the job. "It's pretty easy, really. You just take their drink order, the bartender makes them, and you serve the customer." "I saw some of the customers patting guys on the butts and stuff," Antonio said. "I'm not so sure about that." "Ah," Craig said, waving his hand again. "That's nothing. To be honest, the friendlier you are, the better the tips. All you have to do is smile and be nice. Just pretend you're working your other job." Antonio laughed. "That's easy for you to say. I don't work at Starbucks in my underwear." "Yeah, and I bet you don't get $20 tips, either," Craig countered. He could see the dollar signs flash in Antonio's eyes again and knew he had the naïve stud hooked. Antonio gulped. "Shit..." he murmured. "Sorry... I mean shoot. That's not too shabby." He was torn. On the one hand, he could really use the money, but on the other hand, he didn't want any fag touching his ass or anything. The money quickly won out. Craig opened a cabinet and flipped through several packages of t- shirts and underwear before settling on black boxer briefs and an ice-blue lycra t-shirt. He handed them to Antonio. "Here. I think these'll look good on you. You can change in the bathroom if you want." Antonio took the clothes and went out of the office and into the bathroom. He went into a large stall, noting the glory hole, and quickly stripped out of his clothes. He put on the boxer briefs. They were snug and totally highlighted his package. He put on the t- shirt and went to look at himself in the mirror. He looked like a total fag. At that moment Craig walked in. "Dude," he said, looking Antonio up and down, "I have a feeling you're gonna make some nice tips tonight." "Really?" Antonio said, adjusting his big cock and balls. At least he wouldn't have to worry about getting a hard on. "Oh yeah," Craig said. "You look good enough to eat." Antonio blushed. "Where should I put my stuff?" Craig gestured toward a row of lockers against one of the walls. "Use number fourteen. Here's the key." The key was on a hot pink bracelet and Antonio slipped it around his wrist. "Time to start," Craig said, looking at his watch. They stepped into the bar and Craig pointed to a set of booths and tables near the bar. "That'll be your section. Tables one through twelve. They're all numbered so don't worry about it. Just be yourself and you'll be fine. Oh," he continued, pointing to another guy, "and this is Nathan. He just started last night. He'll be working this section with you." Antonio looked at the guy. Nathan was about Antonio's height but wasn't as toned, although he did have a great body. He was more cute than handsome, with brown hair and eyes and a big, Midwestern- looking smile. He looked the picture of innocence. His uniform was white boxer briefs and a bright yellow top. Just by looking at him Antonio was positive he was straight, too. Nathan reached out and shook Antonio's hand. "Nice to meet you." "Yeah, you too," Antonio replied. By now Craig had left and Antonio turned to Nathan. "So, you started last night?" Nathan nodded. "To be honest, this place wouldn't be my first choice. I work at another restaurant downtown but I'm only a back- waiter. I made more in tips here last night than I do in three days at the other place." "Really?" Antonio was intrigued. "Did you have to do anything, you know, queer?" he asked. Nathan shook his head. "No. Well, I got my ass pinched and patted a couple of times, but that's not bad, considering I walked out of here with $150.00 in tips." Antonio's jaw almost dropped. "Shit! That much? Fuck, I'll let these fags feel me up for $150.00 bucks!" Nathan and Antonio laughed, unaware that Craig was standing just a few feet away and had overheard everything they said. An hour later Antonio was on his way to drop off a drink order when he saw Craig. "Hey Craig," he said. "Have you seen Nathan? Is he on a break or something? He's been gone awhile." "Nathan went home sick a little while ago," Craig explained. "I think he has the stomach flu or something. He wasn't looking too good so I sent him home." Antonio had no idea that at this very moment a drugged-up Nathan was bent over a table in Craig's office getting his ass and mouth fucked. In fact, Craig had just come from plowing the poor kid's virgin ass. Earlier Nathan had gone to use the restroom. As he was leaving, a cloth soaked in chloroform had been clamped over his face. He had resisted but someone grabbed his arm and he felt the prick of a needle. Then everything began to get hazy and swirly. He was half-carried, half-dragged to Craig's office where he was now being raped. Antonio went about with his work for the next couple of hours, completely unaware of the stares he was getting from the guys at one of his tables. They had come in together about an hour ago. As he walked over to check on their drinks one of them said to him, "Why don't you join us?" "Oh, I don't think I can," Antonio said. "I'm not sure I'm allowed. This is my first night." "Sure you can join them," Craig said, as he just happened to walk by. "Jimmy'll cover for you," he said, pointing to the waiter who had taken over for the absent Nathan. He whispered into Antonio's ear, "if you play your cards right, you can make some extra cash here." Antonio shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He looked at the guys at the table. "I guess I can sit down for a few minutes," he said. The guys introduced themselves. There was Todd, Mike, Steven and Bruce. Apparently they were regulars. They were expensively dressed in designer clothes. Antonio could tell they were wearing Calvin Klein, Tommy Hilfiger, Kenneth Cole and Hugo Boss clothing. Apparently these guys were well off. He just might make some good tips if he were extra nice to these guys. "So, Antonio," Todd said. "What'll you have?" "Uh... just a beer. I probably shouldn't have anything too strong, since I still have a few hours on my shift." He stood up to get his beer but Todd put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him back into his chair. "I'll get it," he offered. "Relax a bit." Antonio began talking to Steven, Mike and Bruce while Todd went to get his beer. Todd returned a couple minutes later. He had ordered Antonio an MGD in a frosted mug and the guys watched as Antonio took a long draw on it, savoring the taste as it went down. He had no idea that Todd had slipped a mild but fast-acting sedative into the beer. He also had no idea that these were the same guys who had been in the back fucking poor Nathan silly just an hour earlier. After a few minutes of talking, Antonio stood up. "Thanks for the drink guys, but I'd better get back to work." He words sounded slurred and he looked a little unsteady on his feet. "You okay, Antonio?" Todd asked, concerned. "Yeah," Antonio said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. "It just feels warm in here all of a sudden." "Hmm... maybe you're coming down with something," Todd replied. He stood up and put his arm around Antonio's shoulder, gently massaging it. "How about we get a little air out back?" he said, steering Antonio toward the back exit. He looked at the guys at the table. "You guys gonna give me a hand?" They all got up. As Todd led the increasingly unsteady Antonio through the bar, they came across Craig. "What's going on?" he asked. "Not feeling good..." Antonio tried to say but he was having a hard time getting the words out. For some reason his mind seemed foggy. Todd winked at Craig. "We were gonna take him out back to get some air." "Oh, I think Antonio would be much more comfortable in my office, wouldn't you?" Craig said. He took a quick look around as he pulled a syringe from his coat pocket. He took Antonio's arm and injected the drugs into him. "What was that..." Antonio started to say, but found he couldn't continue. He found it hard to focus, let alone speak, and the room began to spin. It looked like the guys' faces were melting. They took Antonio into Craig's office and locked the door behind them. Craig turned on the stereo to drown out some of the sound. He motioned to a small table in the corner. It was about eighteen inches high and had hooks on either side. They bent Antonio over the table, tying his hands and feet down. Antonio's head was buzzing. As much as he tried, he couldn't make sense of what was happening. His mind kept drifting in and out of a haze. Craig shoved something into his mouth and told him to swallow. Everything seemed cool. He had no idea it was viagra. Next Todd took a pen-knife and sliced off Antonio's clothes. The dazed stud just looked at Todd with a blank expression on his face. "What're you doing?" he managed to slur. "Getting ready to fuck you," Todd answered. The guys all laughed. Antonio saw a bright flash and then another. He had no idea pictures were being taken. Antonio cocked his head to one side and looked at Todd. Then he looked at Craig and the others. No one was smiling. He started to laugh. "You're gonna fuck me?" "Yup, just like we fucked your buddy Nathan." The smile disappeared from his face and he struggled furtively, but to no avail. Whatever was in the syringe had really done a number on him. He felt a slicked-up finger run up and down his ass crack and work its way up his virgin chute. The finger began to move around slowly in an ever- widening circle. "Oh..." Antonio moaned, his face twisted in a grimace. "Please stop!" But instead of stopping, a hand grabbed his cock and start to jerk it. Another hand slapped at his balls and yet another hand began flicking his rubbery nipples. All the sudden sensations were too much and Antonio's moans turned to moans of pleasure. Craig smiled at this. He lowered his slack and boxers and was lubing up his cock. Bruce pulled his finger out of Antonio's ass and Craig thrust his fat cock in. Antonio opened his mouth to cry out in pain but Todd shoved his waiting cock into it, muffling Antonio's cries. "That's it, pussy boy!" Craig yelled, as he thrust his hips back and forth, raping Antonio's virgin ass. Antonio was in agony. His asshole felt like it was being ripped apart and he could hardly breathe with Todd's big cock in his mouth, stretching his lips wide apart. He could feel pre-cum sliding down his throat. It tasted salty and he wanted to gag. All of a sudden Todd's body shuddered and Antonio's mouth was filled with hot, sticky cum. It ran out of his mouth and down his chin, but most of it went down his throat. Todd pulled out. Antonio was just catching his breath when Mike moved in and shoved his dick into his mouth. Antonio was just catching his breath when Bruce opened two small bottles of poppers and put them to his nostrils. "Here, bitch," he said, "sniff these." Antonio had never sniffed poppers before, but he had no choice. He needed to breathe. He held his breath as long as possible, but finally gave out. He sniffed the aroma and he felt lightheaded almost immediately. "Uhhhnnn..." was the only sound that could escape from his cock- filled mouth. "Oh yeah," Mike said, grabbing Antonio by the back of his head and pumping away at his pretty face. "Nothing like a drugged up pussy slut all high on poppers." Craig laughed as he continued to slam his cock up Antonio's ass. "Whattaya think guys? Is Antonio here better than Nathan?" The guys laughed with him. They all had their pants and underwear down and were stroking their cocks, waiting their turn with poor Antonio. Antonio couldn't move. He tried to turn and twist his hunky body, but there were hands holding him still. He could feel Craig's dick violating his ass and then, all of a sudden, he felt a rush of warmth up his insides. The faggot was cumming inside of him! What the fuck! Before he could even process it, Bruce pulled his cock out of his mouth and, giving it a couple of jerks, shot load after load of cum all over Antonio's face. It got in his eyes, up his nose, in his hair and in his open mouth. He didn't even have time to react because Mike's cock immediately took its place. More poppers were shoved under his nose and he became buzzed all over again. Another cock (or was it a dildo?) was sliding in and out of his ass, but Antonio was so gone, flying so high, that it just didn't seem to matter. For the next hour and a half all the guys from the table, Todd, Mike, Steven and Bruce, as well as Craig, fucked Antonio. They shot their loads up his ass, down his throat, and all over his hunky body. In no time at all, Antonio went from being a pretty boy ladies man to a fucked-out cum dump. When they were finished they pulled Antonio to his feet. He was still unsteady and could hardly stand. There was drying cum in his hair and on his face. Craig retrieved his street clothes from his locker and tossed them to him. "Get dressed," was all he said. Antonio's dick and ass hurt and he felt like crying as he pulled his underwear up over his raped ass and dick. The guys all snickered at his tightie whities. Before he could get the rest of his clothes on, though, he was pushed out a door and into the back alley. His clothes and money were thrown out with him. "It's time for you to go, boy," Craig said. "By the way, you're fired, but thanks for the fuck." He slammed the door. And with that poor Antonio, naked except for his white briefs, was left alone in the alley. He hunted for his clothes, not noticing the police car parked only steps away. He was just reaching for his shorts when a bright light flashed on him. He dropped the shorts and grabbed his track pants instead, stumbling badly as he tried to pull them on. Two officers stepped out of the back seat of the squad car. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" one of them asked, as Antonio pulled the track pants up over his bulging crotch. Even with the sweat pants on, you could still notice the tent his viagra- induced erection made. "I think the kid's got something down his shorts," he said to his partner. "Do you have any ID?" his partner asked. "Yes, officer," Antonio said. His voice was still thick and slurred. He reached into the pocket of his sweats and retrieved his wallet. He handed it to the cops. "Have you been drinking tonight young man?" one of the officers asked as his partner took Antonio's drivers license back to the squad car to run a check. Antonio shook his head. "No... just one beer, sir." He was still all wobbly. The officer took Antonio by the shoulder and helped him walk over to the car. "One beer, my ass. I want you to put your hands on the hood and spread your legs. I need to do a pat down." "But I didn't do anything," Antonio protested. "Just do what I said, punk," the officer said, his voice sounding rougher now. Antonio assumed the position and the cop began to frisk him. But it was more of a feeling-up than a pat down. The officer let his hands slide slowly over Antonio's chest and the semi-dazed stud was sure that he felt a slight tweak on his nipple. Then the officer's hands roamed over his ass and up and down the insides of his legs. A hand reached around and cupped his balls, giving them a noticeable squeeze. Antonio knew better than to say anything. "Feels like you're packing something in here," the cop said as his partner got out of the car, holding Antonio's ID. "Looks like we've got a possible probation violation here," he said, looking at his partner and the fucked up young man. "Why's that?" his partner asked. "According to computer, this young man isn't supposed to be in public drinking." "But I wasn't," Antonio tried to explain. The cops looked at each other and then back at Antonio. "Well," one of them said, "if you cooperate with us, we'll just forget we saw anything." Antonio had a sick feeling in his stomach. He knew what was coming. "What do I have to do?" he asked, resigned. "Not much," one of the cops said. He reached out and grabbed hold of Antonio's track pants. With one quick pull he ripped them completely off Antonio's body, leaving the young stud in nothing but his bulging briefs. He reached out and grabbed Antonio's dick through his briefs. "Not much at all." "Oh no, guys," Antonio whined. The other cop had unzipped his fly and lowered his pants and briefs to his knees. His cock was hard and dripping. He put his hand on Antonio's head and pushed the young man to his knees. "Suck it bitch," he said, forcing his cock into Antonio's mouth. "Take it all down." As Antonio gagged on the massive cock in his mouth, his eyes caught a glimpse into the back seat of the cops' car. There was Nathan, his head thrown back and his eyes glazed over. It looked like he was only half-conscious. It also looked like he was naked. Apparently the cops had been lying in wait, almost as if they had been tipped off, and had been working on Nathan for some time now. But Antonio didn't have time to ponder any of that. He was too busy being face-fucked by one cop while being finger-fucked by the other. If he'd looked into his wallet, he would've found that all the tips he'd made that night had somehow disappeared.

I just had to tell some one about what just happened to me... I guess I should give you some back ground first. I am no stranger to cruising. There is a park less than a mile form my house. But never in all the years that I have been going there have I ever had as hot a time as I just had tonight. I had walked three blocks from my house to a mini mart for a few things I needed. About half way back I got stopped by a bum. He asked for spare change. I told him I didn't have any. It wasn't a lie. I only had dollars. He started walking away. As I started walking I got a great idea. I turned around and called to him to stop. When I got to him I told him again that I didn't have any change but I asked if he wanted to earn 5 bucks. He asked how. He smelled like alcohol so I asked a few questions first. "Can you get your dick hard?" was the first question. "I never had a problem why?" was his reply. I didn't answer but instead asked another question " Are you big?" " Never had a complaint why?" was his reply." If you go with me up this alley up here and fuck my ass till you blow your load in me I will give you the 5 bucks." I waited for a reply. I didn't wait long. " Fucken fagot" and he started walking away. So I started on. I didn't get more than about ten steps when he came up behind me and said he would do it. So we went down the alley about half way. I was so horned up not to mention I couldn't believe what was going on. I unbuckled his pants and reached in. (No underwear, not that I was surprised). I pulled out a beautiful peace of meat. He was about 8 inches and pretty thick. I started playing with it and in no time it was hard. I pulled out a tube of Vaseline (which I always keep with me, as I am sure any guy that cruises can attest to... LOL) and lubed up my ass and his cock. I bent over the hood of an old car we standing by and braced my self. He stepped up and started easing it in me. It was pure heaven. Once he got all the way in me he started picking up the pace. The faster he got the loader he moaned, as did I. I guess he had more than a little booze him cause he banged away at me for almost 25 minutes. Never stopping or slowing down. Finally he mumbled he was gonna cum. I was in pure heaven. It must have been a while for him cause I actually felt him shoot. That has only happened twice in my life. Not to mention he came so much I couldn't hold it all. It started dripping out of my ass before I could even straighten up. It was FUCKING AWESOME.. We got ourselves together and I gave him his 5 bucks. We started walking out of the alley. I told him if he ever wanted to do it again that I lived on this street and walked at night a lot. Guess we'll see if he comes back..

Who the hell could that be? I thought as I heard the knock on the door. I was on vacation and didn't want to be bothered by anyone. "One sec" I said as I walked into the living room and opened the front door. Shit I thought when I saw who it was Bub, the person I was going to jack off to. "What's up?" I said as he walked in, covered from head to toe in mud. "Is your Dad here?" "Nope" I said, "what the fuck happened to you?" "I got my truck stuck out in the field." "That sucks" I returned. "Yeah it does. I got it out but I can't drive home in it like this." "You're welcome to get a shower, Bub." "Thanks, but I don't have any clean clothes to put on after I'm done." Sweet I thought - this gorgeous 24 year old stud naked with water sluicing off his rock hard body. "Listen, after you undress just throw your clothes out and I'll wash them while your getting a shower. If they're not dry by the time you get out I lend you a pair of jeans. Okay?" "That sounds good. Thanks Terri would kill me if I came home like this." "I bet she would." Terri was the bitch he was currently fucking. "Like I said, just throw your clothes out and I'll run downstairs and wash them." "Okay" he answered, pulling his shirt from his waistband and over his head. "Just a minute and I'll give you the rest" he said as he closed the bathroom door behind himself. I could just imagine what he looked like - naked - his large bulge jutting from his hairy crotch, his smile lighting up his face. "Here you go Mike, and thanks again." "No problem, Bub." I looked at the clothes he handed me and noticed that he had included his boxers. Electric blue I thought as I pulled them to my nose and inhaled his manly scent. God, I wanted to be fucked by him. I threw his clothing in the washer and turned the setting to the long cycle, knowing they wouldn't be dry by the time Bub was done in the shower. Ten minutes later I heard the shower shut off and knew this was my chance. I walked up the stairs just in time to see Bub walk out of the bathroom with a white towel draped on his hips. "Sorry but your clothes aren't dry yet." "Shit." "I'll loan you a pair of jeans to slip on until they are dry. Hold on." "I'm not going anywhere" he laughed. Fuck, he was gorgeous. I went to my dresser and pulled out the oldest most worn pair of jeans I had, and took them to Bub. "Here you, sorry but there the only clean pair I have." "That's okay, they're better than nothing. Can I use your room to put them on?" "Sure go ahead." At least I could picture him standing naked in my room while I jacked off to his image. "You want a beer while you wait for your clothes?" "That would be cool." As I walked to the refrigerator all I could think of was Bub naked in my room. I grabbed a couple of beers and walked back to my room. "Did the pants fit?" I asked knowing I was a couple sizes larger than his 30 inch waist. "Yeah, they're cool' he answered as he walked out of the room. My tongue almost hit the floor. My jeans rode low on his hips just covering the private parts but making him look like he just got up from a long nap. "I was just going to watch a movie if you were interested." "Sure, what movie?" "Actually it's porn." "Sweet. Terri doesn't like to watch porn saying it grosses her out. I wish she would try - then maybe she'd put out for me a little more than once a week." "You only get laid once a week?" "Yeah, it sucks cause I'm always horny." "Well, if you don't think it's to weird feel free to stroke it during the movie." He responded by groping his crotch and smirking "Maybe I will have to take matters to hand." The movie was a new one called Ranch Hands Wife. It was a bisexual movie with lots of nasty scenes between the owner and his foreman. I took the recliner and Bub sat on the leather couch. It was a couple scenes into the movie before the man on man side of the video came out so I hoped he wouldn't even think about it when it started. After the first scene I looked over and saw that Bub's crotch was swelling and he was giving himself a rubdown. Gauging the time was ripe I opened by saying "God I'm hot. Mind if I start stroking?" pulling my eight inches out. "Go ahead, this is a hot fucking movie." He had no clue as to how hot. The best scene of the movie was just starting and I knew this was my only chance as the rancher just told the cowboy to strip. "Are they going to fuck?" Bub asked. "Yeah do you mind watching?" "I'm not so sure about watching two guys go at it." "Well maybe I can change your mind" I said as I stood up and walked over to him. "What the fuck you doing Mike?" "Something I've wanted to do for three years now" I said as I fell to my knees in front of him. "Just relax Bub. Relax and enjoy." "Get the fuck away from me" he said as my hand reached for the zipper of the his jeans. "Just relax" I whispered as my tongue tasted the tip of his ten inch cock. The man was hung like a horse. Bub started to stand up so out of desperation I swallowed as much of him as I could. "Oh god" he moaned. "Does this feel good, stud?" I asked. "Shit yes." "Do you want more?" "Yes, p-l-e-a-s-e!" he moaned. My tongue was wrapped around his manhood as my head bobbed up and down in his lap, his hands holding onto my head. "Where did you learn to suck cock, Mike?" "Around." The scene on the movie changed to the foreman rimming the rancher and I decided to follow suite. "Have you ever had a rim job, stud?" "No." "Good then this is your first." I let my hands come up and pull the jeans down to his ankles and spread his legs a little more. I then placed a kiss on my favorite spot of a man at the back of the cock and before the juicy manhole. "Tell me what you want Bub." "I want you to taste me." "Where, Bub." "My juicy hole." "Here?" I asked as my lips touched his manhole. "Yes, Mike, yes." He started to buck as my tongue went inside him. "Do you want to fuck me?" I asked. Kissing my way down to his ankle and back upper his inner thigh. "God yes. I want to be inside you so bad." "Help me get my jeans off then" I said, while standing and reaching into the end table drawer to get the lube. I felt his hands on my crotch. "Do you have condoms?" he asked. "I want you to do me bareback." "Are you sure?" "Yes. Now put you arms above your head" I said as I pulled my belt from my jeans. "Why?" "Just do what you're told, Bub." He put his hands in the air and I tied them together with my belt. "Why did you do that, Mike?" "Because I can." "Let's go to your room." "No, I'm gonna ride your cock right here on this leather couch" I said as I leaned forward and touched his lips to mine. Our tongues met and I straddled his rock hard lap, reaching behind myself to lead his cock to my tight wet hole. "Make my ass your's" I whispered into Bub's ear. 'Yes" he groaned as I slammed myself down on his ten inches. "Who does your cock belong to stud?" "What?" "Tell me who owns your cock, bitch." "You, Mike, you." "You're damn right. I do. Now tell me what you want." "I want you to ride my cock" Mike screamed back. "I've waited so long for this. I'm going to ride you like you've only dreamed of being ridden." "You're so tight. I'm going to explode." My hands gripped his hair for leverage as I rode his cock hard. My balls were slamming into his six pack abs. Our tongues kept meeting as are our mouths were locked together. My mouth then dipped down so my tongue could flick over his beaded nipple. "Cum inside me Bub. I want it, I need it!" "Ride me, Mike, p-l-e-a-s-e." "Say it again!" "P-L-E-A-S-E!" "You're so fucking hot. Bub" I said. "Open your eyes I wanna look into them as my ass makes you explode. Do you feel my tight ass around your cock?" "Yes, Yes, YES, p-l-e-a-s-e let me cum in you" Bub screamed as I felt the first hot explosion inside me. My lips go to his again. Before I slide down and clean him up. "That was the best fuck I've ever had." "Me to." "Good because you'll be keeping me happy at least once a week. I can't forget that big throbbing cock in my tight ass. But for now you got to get home. Wear my jeans home." "By the way, remember this anytime, anyplace, anyway." "What?" "I own you now."

I used to hang out in a town that was 15 miles south of the town that I lived in. Well one night when I was about 18 years old I was at a party drinking and having a good time it was getting late so I thought I would leave but my old beat up car that most 18 y/o's have would not start. so down the road I walked until I came to the main drag that would take me into the next town. This drag is well known for its X rated video shops and peep shows. But not thinking anything about it I started hitch-hiking home. About 5 minutes after I started a older gentleman pulled to the side of the road and asked me how far I was going, I told him were I was headed and he said he is going that way and would give me a lift. So we headed down the road about mid way into the trip I felt his hand against my leg. I was kind of shocked but I did not say anything than he started to slowly slide his hand to my leg and than he started to work his hand up to my groin. I never had any thing like this happen to me but I started to get a hard on. He asked me if I had ever been with a man and I said no. He than reached for my cock and felt my hard cock and smiled at me, He than turned of the road to a industrial area and parked behind an old factory. He slid over to me on the seat and put a arm around me and reached down fondling my hard cock. He than started to kiss me and I grew scared and told him to stop but he grabbed my face and made me take his tongue deep in my mouth. He than stopped and sat back down and undid his pants and pulled his huge hard cock out I never seen such a big thick cock. He than took my hand and made me stroke his meat he was dripping precum all over and it was making him very hot. He told me to suck him, I never sucked cock before and I was scared and I told him no. But he grabed my head and forced me to his hard cock and told me to suck it I told him no no no but he was holding my head and forcing my lips apart with his cock so I let his cock in my mouth. He told me now suck it bitch wile he was pushing my head down making me gag on his huge cock. I felt his hand now going down the back of my pants playing with my ass wile he was squeezing my small cheeks he told me what a hot ass I have and that he was going to make it his. Meanwhile I was really starting to enjoy the taste of his precum and starting to enjoy his hard cock. He started to moan and found my virgin fuck hole and started pressing on it he told me mmm what a tight ass and began to pull my pants down around my legs. He told me to stop sucking him and as I rose from his cock I saw a stream of precum from my mouth to his wet shiny cock head. He than pulled my pants off completely and started to suck my hard cock slowly but deeply. He than opened the glove box of his car and grabbed a jar of Vaseline wile sucking me he reached between my legs and started to finger my ass I moaned deeply and he stopped. He said to get in the back seat with him so we both got in the back. He started to suck my nipples wile playing with my ass he told me he was going to fuck me and make me his bitch. I said no maybe next time That was when he pushed my face to the seat of his car and made me lay out flat on my face he got on top of me and grabbed me around my neck and started to lick my ear I felt his cock pressing on my ass and sliding up and down my crack. I told him No I did not want to do this any more, He said shut up bitch I than felt his hand drop to his cock and his cock lined up with my virgin hole. I told him No No than I felt a sharp burning pain as he entered my tight hole I yelled out but he thrusted in deeper and harder, Oh than he hit it that spot I never dreamed of having oh it felt so good I said "fuck me" he than raised his body as I lifted my ass to him and he started to fuck me doggie style. He told me he was going to cum and pushed his cock in as deep as he could And hit my spot I felt his cum in side my ass and pumping on my spot I than started cumming all over the place. He told me I was his from now on and my ass belonged to him. He was in his late 50's or early 60's and passed as an uncle or something and we did it on the regular basis and I enjoyed it always like are first time I would play hard to get and he would play the aggressive masterful Dad. I love to role play like this ever since than and I always date older men.

I can't wait for summer. I love to get out in the sun, cover myself in oil and bake. Unfortunately, I live in the Midwest, far away from the beach, so it is to the local park that I head. One park in particular is known for its action in the bushes. Running down the middle is a levee, built years ago to control flood water. Lots of hot gay men sun themselves on the levee, and if the right stud happens by, then into the woods they go. It was a warm day. The humidity was high and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. I walk to my favorite spot on the levee and opened up my lawn chair, one of those flimsy banana types, that hinge on both ends to make a lounge chair. I never sit or lay on it. It is simply a shield to lie behind, and to keep those driving by on the road, from seeing what is really going on. I open my bag and pull out an old sheet and towel, and spread them out on the soft grass. I get the suntan oil, spray bottle and a timer out. I always use a timer. Never burn that way. When everything is set up, I set down and untie my shoes, and remove them and my socks. I pull my shirt up over my head and toss it across the lounger. I lay back and lift my hips, as I pull my shorts down over my ass. I wear one of those "socks." I don't like the ones you can buy, so I make my own. Very thin elastic waist and an ample basket, to hold the equipment and no butt strap. I found this hot, very stretchy red fabric, that clings like a second skin when it gets wet. I pour the oil all over my body, and slowly begin to massage it into my skin. I start with my shoulders and slowly work down each arm. I work the oil into my neck and over my face. I then move to my chest and rub the oil over my rock hard pecs, and already hard nipples. My hands move slowly down over the ridges on my stomach and along the sides of my torso. I then start on my feet and work up my calves and hips. I move the waistband of my "sock" to allow me to cover every inch of skin with oil. Finally I pull my cock and balls out and oil them up really good. I always carry a cock ring with me and slip it over my balls, and tuck my slick cock through it. As everything begins to firm up, I put everything away once again into the "sock." For a final finish, I cover myself with water from the spray bottle. The water and oil make my skin even slicker, as I run my hands over my body. I set the timer and lay back to soak up some rays. My cock is now hard and straining at the fabric. I douse the fabric with oil and massage it into my cock through the material. More water and oil as I work my cock inside my fabric cage. I like to tease my cock, keep it hard and ready should someone happen by. Ding! My timer goes off, and I open my eyes and sit up. Time to turn over on my stomach. When I roll over, I notice him. T his hot guy is standing in the shadows, watching me. He is wearing a tank top and short cut off jeans. His hair is blond, cut short on the sides, but left long on the top. He looks at me with a wicked smile. I wink and smile back. "Excuse me!" I say, "Could you do me a big favor?" "Sure," he replies, "Course it depends on what it is?" "Could you put oil on my back for me?" "Yeah, I could do that." He says, as he walks over to where I am laying. I reach him the bottle of suntan oil. Our hands brush each other as he takes the bottle. He kneels down next to me and pours some oil over my shoulders and down the small of my back. Um, I love the feel of hot oil, as it hits my skin. I feel his hands, as they rub the oil over my shoulders and then down my back. I feel my cock throb as he nears my ass. "You want me to put some oil on your legs?" he asks. "Yeah, sure. Don't want any bare skin to burn!" Oil is poured down my legs and he then pours more over my ass cheeks. He begins to knead it into my calves and work his way up my legs. His hands work around my thighs and under my legs. He works slowly between my legs and his hands brush my balls inside my "sock." He then begins to massage my ass cheeks. He pours more oil over them and then works it slowly down into the crack of my ass. A finger finds my pucker hole and lightly prods it. More pressure and it slides in. He pushes it further in and then slowly pulls it out. Oh man does that feel good. This time he puts two fingers to the opening and they pry it open. He pushes them in as far as he can and begins to slowly move in and out, twisting them and massaging my asshole. I moan with pleasure. I lift my ass to meet his thrust and he reaches under me and cups my cock and balls in his free hand. He pulls at the fabric and releases my straining member and tightened balls. He grasps my pole as he continues to finger fuck my ass. "More," I cry. "Fuck me man!" He stops and undoes his cutoffs and lets them drop. He isn't wearing any briefs and his cock is already hard and dripping precum. He straddles my legs and rubs his cock up and down the length of my asscrack. He then takes aim and ever so slowly, pushes his 8" cock into my ready hole. I look around to make sure no one is coming, that shouldn't be. I meet his thrust and he buries his hard pole all the way into my ass. He begins to fuck me faster. Moving in and out harder. He is moaning and grunting, as he takes possession of my ass. "Oh, yeah. Fuck me!" I yell. "Do it man! Fill me with your hot cum." I'm on all fours now. He fucks me, while running his hand up and down the length of my cock. I can feel my cum getting ready to shoot. I feel him tensing and then he bucks, and begins to shoot his load into my hole. I feel my own cock let go, and spray my towel with hot cum. He shoots more cum into me and then collapses on top of me; his cock still embedded in my ass. We lay like that for some time, and then he raises up and slowly pulls his now soft cock out of my ass. He gets his cut-offs and pulls them on and then turns to leave. "Thanks, man." I say. "Sure thing guy. Maybe I'll see you out here again?" I certainly hope so. I roll over on my back, and adjust my cock and balls and put them back into their fabric sack. More oil and then let the sun beat down on me. I'm half dozing, when I feel a hand on my basket. I look up, to see this hot stud kneeling beside me, his hand on my cock and balls. He is dark-haired and wearing sunglasses. He only has a pair of running shorts on, and I could tell he was excited by the tent in the fabric. He uncovers my cock and balls and takes my pole into his mouth. His tongue circles my prick, as his lips caress the length. He then takes the whole 7" into his throat and then out again. He licks the underside of my cock, and then takes each ball into his wet mouth. My cock is at full mast now. While he is working on my cock, I notice that another stud is watching us from the edge of the brush. He looks on, cock in hand as I get blown. My cocksucker stops working on my prick. I watch as he stands up and drops his shorts to reveal a hard pole. He returns to where I am laying, but instead of going back to my cock he stands over me and slowly sits down on my own hard prick. Slowly he takes the whole cock up his tight hole. He then begins to ride my cock. I notice that our watcher has now started to move toward us. He kneels down and takes my fucker's pole into his mouth and sucks him in rhythm, to his movements up and down on my pole. I feel my own cock swelling and throbbing inside my hot stud. Suddenly I feel my cum flooding his ass. He moans and I can tell that he is filling the other guy's mouth, with his own flood of cum. I lay back exhausted, as he pulls off my cock. He finds his shorts, and our other participant, moves back into the woods. Off they go.

After a night of cruzin the bars in the village & only making out with a few guys & exchanging numbers, I decided to call it a night & head home. I stumbled down into the subway & waited for the train to pull in. I hopped on the train & as usual I fell asleep. When I woke up not only had I missed my stop but I ended up at the end of the line. Not uncommon for me, so I got off the train to cross over to the other side, to get the train back to my stop. But as I was heading to the other side I noticed the men's room was open. I figured I would check the bathroom & see if there was any action going on. To my surprise, I walked in and saw this HOT tall Latin guy I know from other cruzin areas around the city. I've been after him for years. I stood beside him at the urinal as he was jerkin his huge uncut cock. He kept moving further & further away from the urinal. Before long my mouth was finally wrapped around his cock. After sucking his dick for a while he pulled out of my mouth & walked away & into one of the stalls. I followed him with my jeans wrapped around my knees. I once again started sucking his cock while he fingered my hole. He pulled out again & turned me around & bent me over the toilet bowl. He bent over & spit into my hole & with nothing but spit on his dick, he shuved his thick cock into me. I was sucking on poppers & in heaven. I've wanted this for 3yrs. He kept pounding my ass while I was holding onto the toilet trying to keep my head from falling into the bowl. I told him when he's ready to cum not to pull out. He said "I know that Papa, I've heard about you, you like cum in your ass." He asked me if I was ready to shoot, he wanted to cum before someone came in. I told him to shoot, I was ready whenever he was. I could feel him explode in me & I immediately shot my load. He kept pumping my ass & told me to squeeze his cock when he pulls out. He said "I want you to have every drop of my load, after all these years I finally got to fuck that hot ass." He pulled out & I could see his huge swollen reddish raw uncut cock dripping a little cum. So I licked it off, then cleaned his cock with my tongue from shaft to base. Then he just zipped up & said "I gotta go Papi, see you around."

Eric was justifiably proud of his long, thick, veiny cock. Easing back the foreskin, he pushed the moist end between young Billy's pouty lips, ready to thrust straight into him. Billy pulled back a little, his palms against Eric's hairy thighs. "Wait a second." Eric was now irritated. "C'mon, blow me." "No, it's that funny smell in here. I don't like it. They haven't cleaned this place in days." "Okay, we'll go into my office. It'll be okay there." In a moment Billy rose to his feet, and Eric gathered him in his arms, and kissed him deeply. Billy moaned as Eric's tongue probed deeply into Billy's mouth. Christ, Eric thought, he was about to explode. All he could think of was burying his cock inside Billy's warm, accommodating young mouth. As the door to the john creaked open, Eric was buckling his belt. As he strode across the hall and wrenched open the door to his office, holding it for Billy, Eric's cock vibrated with a sweet ache. He thought he could never get enough of the potent rush of sensation as he filled Billy's mouth with his cum. The fact that he was a married man and that Billy was in his charge made what they did even more exciting to him. Eric locked the door behind him. "We'll be fine here. Everybody's gone for the day." Billy was still dubious. He had always blown Eric in the john. It was always furtive, the danger of it making Eric come in mere seconds. Now, in Eric's office after closing time, with the outside world locked out, Billy knew he was in for something more. Not that he didn't want something more, it's just that Eric never asked for more. After he had blown Eric and gone back to his desk, Billy would still be hard, and after Eric had gone back to work he would sit there, stroking himself, wondering what it would be like to have Eric's big cock up his ass, and he would mess his pants. Eric took Billy in his arms and kissed him again. Billy shivered with delight as Eric stripped him, caressed him. Billy was feeling hot over every inch of on his skin. Even where Eric did not touch, Billy could feel him. And the burning touch of Billy was in Eric's mind too. His long pale fingers reached between Billy's thighs, expertly stroking him. Billy grew ever more swollen under his touch, his cock pulsing and throbbing until wanting him was agony. Now Eric did something he had never done, not in all the months Billy had been working here, Eric took Billy's cock in his mouth. Billy fell back, across Eric's desk, and his legs parted to permit Eric full access to his body. He wanted Eric to take whatever he wanted. The sucking, nice though not as expert as his own, lasted only moments. Billy lifted up so that Eric could lick and probe his asshole with his tongue. "Oh, yes," Billy groaned, and Eric knew what the boy liked. He wanted to please the boy. "Spread your legs," he ordered. Something in his tone of voice made Billy obey him. "Wider!" he barked. Billy didn't need a second bidding. His hole was stretched wide to receive the three horny fingers which were thrust roughly into him. Billy's head sank back on the desk "Jerk yourself," Eric commanded. Eric's nostrils flared with concentration and his face beaded with sweat as he finger-fucked Billy and Billy jerked his own cock. Eric had never finger-fucked anyone with such vigor. Meantime Billy rubbed himself like crazy. Before long, Billy felt his mouth opening in a long "Oh" of excitement, and he bucked himself to orgasm. "Oh, shit," Eric cried. Billy couldn't help himself, but the fact of the orgasm did not dampen Eric's intense desire to enter Billy. Billy looked down and saw Eric's prick was hard and throbbing and aimed directly at his asshole, which was open and vulnerable. Eric dipped down, then, when he straightened up, his prick went straight in, up to the hilt. It took Billy's breath away. Billy's head went back and he gasped out loud. But before Billy had recovered from that first thrust, Eric had pulled his cock out and then rammed it home again. And again. Soon he had a rhythm going, a good steady fucking. Billy felt his warm, panting breath in his ear. After a while, Eric swayed back from Billy so he could get a grasp on Billy's hips. It also meant his cock was angled for even sharper thrusting. Every now and then he would stop and grind his pelvis against Billy's. In turn, Billy gyrated his hips against Eric's. Billy could feel the thick prick twisting and squirming inside his body. He was amazed at Eric's self- control, because several times he thought Eric would come, but he stopped, held back, went back in again. But, all good things come to an end and Billy was overwhelmed by Eric's thunderous orgasm. Eric helped Billy off the desk. Billy's clothes were all rumpled and there were papers everywhere, but Eric looked cool as a cucumber in his pinstripe suit. He sat in the armchair and sipped what was left of his coffee, looking at Billy through narrowed eyes as Billy dressed. "Just remember who's boss around here," he said quietly. And that was the start of it. From then on, it became a regular occurrence, which suited Billy just fine. Before five o'clock, it was all business, getting the stock orders filled, boxing, tagging. Billy worked hard. But after five, when the building had cleared, they got down to the real business of the day. Once, out of curiosity, Billy asked Eric where he had learned to satisfy a man so thoroughly. He narrowed his gaze and gave Billy a penetrating look through those clear blue eyes. "Many years of experience, my boy," was all he would ever say. Several weeks later, Eric was becoming careless, and on a Saturday, when he had brought Billy in on overtime, he had forgotten to lock his office door. In fact, he had even left it ajar. They were hard at it when Billy looked over and saw the hunky driver Aaron Slater standing in the doorway watching them. Aaron's cute face was expressionless as he tried to comprehend what he had stumbled upon. Billy smiled at him in mid-fuck and Aaron winked back. The desk was at an angle to the door, so all Aaron could see of Eric was his back and his clenched white buttocks dipping in and out between Billy's stretched thighs. Eric quickened his thrusts and started panting his way towards orgasm, and Billy, even though he had already come, began jerking his cock again, mainly because being watched by Aaron turned him on. Billy started moaning even louder than usual in time with Eric's thrusts. Aaron stepped inside the room, and his breath quickened. Suddenly Eric realized something was amiss. He turned and saw Aaron. In surprise Eric jerked his organ out of Billy's ass. But he had already gone past the point of no return. With a grunt, Eric grabbed his cock just as it exploded. Aaron's eyes were wide with excitement as he watched the boss achieve the heights of ecstasy before his eyes. Aaron by now had his own cock out of his pants and was stroking it. Coming down from his high, Eric smiled at him. "Well, Aaron, I got it warmed up for you...." And he stepped aside, giving Aaron a clear shot at Billy's now sopping- wet ass. "Oh, man," Aaron said, approaching them. "I've been wantin' to do this for weeks." As Eric stepped back, Aaron took up a position between Billy's legs. With a cheeky grin, he took hold of Billy's ankles and stretched his legs wide apart, peering straight down into his bunghole. He gave Billy another wicked smile and a wink as he stroked his cock to full hardness. Aaron's longish fair hair flopped down attractively over his forehead as he aimed his thick prick at the target. Before Billy had time to admire the cock too much, it was in him, all the way, and Aaron's hairy balls were slapping Billy's buttocks. Eric was impressed with the earnestness Aaron applied to the job. He had never shown much sign of eagerness about any of his other duties, but this he excelled at. Eric's cock began to twitch again, and Billy reached out and took hold of it, bringing it to his mouth. As Aaron screwed him, Billy went at sucking Eric's cock with renewed interest. Cum soon was jetting from it, and Billy backed up to allow the sperm to fall on the dark mahogany desk. At just about the same moment, Aaron withdrew his cock and fisted it until a geyser of cum spurted into the air and landed on Billy's hard, hairless stomach. After that, Billy came again, and the two of them massaged the resulting cum into Billy's trembling body. Thus began an after-hours routine that often turned into a threesome. Sometimes Eric would fuck Billy while Billy sucked on Aaron's cock. Or else Billy would suck Eric while Aaron fucked him. As Aaron was so much younger, only nineteen, and single, he was able to meet Billy out of the office, and a short romance began. Seeing how the young beauties got along, Eric often would simply sit in his chair and watch them make love, jerking himself off. As Aaron plunged into Billy, Billy arched his back, matching him thrust for thrust. Billy became shameless in Aaron's strong arms, rotating his hips and rubbing himself against the base of his shaft. Eric laughed aloud with delight at the wantonness of young Billy. In the aftermath of their fierce lovemaking, Aaron would hold Billy tight, feeling a vicious delight that Eric, always hovering somewhere nearby, had to content himself with a pleasure solely of the senses. All too brief and empty. Aaron and Billy had found love after taking their pleasures in any way they could in the past. As their love blossomed, as Eric thrust his cock strongly into Billy's mouth, the glimpse of the past relationship between Billy and Eric added fuel to the flames of Aaron's desire for Billy. As time wore on, Aaron came to see Eric as someone apart, cold, and often ruthless, a boss taking advantage of his position. It was inevitable that this would happen, and it was also inevitable that Billy and Aaron would eventually leave their jobs and start a new life-together.

Went to my favorite haunt last night. Very horny. Didn't look like much would happen. Could, Rainy night here in Seattle. But knew there had to be other horny studs out there. Sure enough..... Saw a very well built black guy walking through. Nice very muscular build. Only about 5'6", which I like to be topped by TALLER and LARGER STUDS! He was walking around like he was looking for something. So after he walked by the second time. I walked towards the other side f the park. He was right behind me. Went into the bushes, again he was on my ass, Literally! I wasn't all the way in and he was yanking down my sweats and feeling up my ASS! Got my hand into his crotch and was surprised by a HUGE COCK! Dude was HUNG BIG! Started sucking on him and he kept reaching back to feel up my ass. Even started lube it. Not sure where he pulled the lube from, but his finger FUCKING was HOT! He worked my sweatshirt off and started play ing with my tits. HARD! Love to have them pulled on and sucked hard! Gets me HOT and ready for a HARD FUCK! He wanted me naked and so I kicked off my sweatpants. Standing in nothing but socks and shoes. He leaned into and started SLAMMING that HUGE DICK into my HOT ASS! He FUCKED like a rabbit, but felt so GOOD! Had me leaning against a tree pushing back to meet his FUCKING! He started slapping my ass and grunting loud! He bit into my shoulder as he SHOT his LOAD!! Felt lick a telephone pole exploding!! He gave one last slap and was gone.... But I was quickly joined by someone who was watching in another corner. Didn't notice him before. But he had watched most of it... He had his mouth on my ass in nothing flat. Surprised the hell out of me to fell his tongue slip into my ass. He ate my ass like a very HUNGRY man. Think he got all the other guys load. When he couldn't get more, he started fingering my ass. Chewed on my neck and worked three fingers in. Wanted to know if I could get fisted. Said not here... Shot a BIG LOAD in his hair... Came home and went to sleep.

I went into a rest room last week at the college I go to. It's where guys go to meet up for sex or to have sex. I'm 19, slim, dark hair, average dick. After a short wait a guy came in that I've been with before. He's a professor, in his 30's, average looks, husky, dark hair, real hairy body, about 8 fat inches of hairy dick. I've been with him before. I was looking for someone younger and nicer looking so I ignored him. Another young college boy came in: slim, blonde hair, turned out to have about 7 long inches of cute dick, nice patch of blonde dick hair. To my surprise he and the professor started leaving together. I stood up as they were leaving and motioned to the professor asking if he would like a 3-way. He waved for me to join them. The professor took us out to his car and we drove a short way from campus to his secluded apartment. We all stripped and got in bed together. The blonde guy and I laid back on the bed while the professor played with both our bodies. He went down on both of us taking turns sucking our young boy dicks. He sucked on our tits. Then the blonde guy and I started doing each other. We took turns sucking each others dicks while the professor was feeling up our bodies. Blonde guy climbed on top of me and we started to 69. Professor started taking turns working his wet finger up both our asses. Then professor laid down and blonde and I went ot work on him. He had a nice big fat hairy dick. We took turns sucking his dick. While one was sucking his dick the other licked his hairy balls. We both started working his dick at the same time, one on each side. He kept talking dirty to us telling us to suck his dick and asking if we liked it. Professor asked us if we fucked. We both answered yes. He told us to get on our hands and knees with our asses up in the air. We knelt next to each other and stuck our asses up. He greased both our asses and his dick. He did blonde first. He eased his big dick up blonde's ass and slowly started fucking him. After a few minutes he pulled out and put his dick up my ass hole. He kept going back and forth between those two young asses stuck up in the air. He kept talking dirty telling us how sweet our asses were and asking us who wanted his dick next. We both started begging him to give us his dick and fuck us. After about 15 minutes of fucking he stuck his big hairy dick up my ass and started fucking hard. He told blonde to get in front of me and he told me to suck blonde's dick. I was being pounded from the rear by a big hairy older dick and had a cute blonde dick in my mouth. Blonde shot first, a big load in my mouth. I swallowed it. Professor then rolled me on my back, put my legs up in the air, and started fucking me again. He told blonde to suck my dick. After a few minutes professor started shooting in my ass. I shot about the same time in blonde's mouth. Great afternoon!!!

I was returning from a job interview and suddenly had to take an urgent dump. I was passing by the city park and noticed a restroom, parked and walked quickly to it. There were a couple guys in the parking lot, but I didn't pay any attention to them because of my urgent need. The restroom was old. There was no door, and the outside privacy partition had been knocked down years ago. I walked in and there were two toilets and a urinal all in view of each other (no partitions). I'm kind of nervous relieving myself without privacy, but my need was immediate. I dropped my pants and sat down. As I was about to start, one of the guys in the parking lot comes in and stands at the adjacent toilet as if to take a leak. I tried to wait for him to finish, but nature got the best of me and had to let go. He just stood there watching me and slowly starting to rub his cock (he never peed). The other guy showed up at the door and was apparently a lookout. He never came in, but kept looking my way. I tried to concentrate on other things over the next 5 minutes or so while I continued my business. I noticed a jar of Vaseline on the window sill and thought it strange that it was there. I sat there trying to figure out what to do now. I was finished and needed to wipe off, but I didn't want to do it while he was still standing there. He had a huge hard-on at this time. Eventually I just stood up and did it, but as I did, my wallet fell out of my pocket. Without thinking, I turned and bent over to pick it up. When I did, I felt two hands on my ass, thumbs pulling my cheeks apart. I started to raise up, but he pushed me back down and told me to bend over and put my hands on the toilet seat. I looked around and he was reaching for the Vaseline and the guy at the door was next to us, jacking his cock. He smeared a big gob on my asshole and started pushing it in with his fingers. After a minute or so of this, he began sliding his monster cock up and down my crack, his cockhead snagging on my asshole each time it passed it. He teased me for awhile. Looking down, I could see a continuous stream of precum oozing from my cock. He began sliding faster. At this time, several women entered the other side and I could hear them talking and laughing. The guy behind me didn't stop, but chose this time to penetrate me with one quick thrust, pulling my hips to his. I yelled out and it went quiet on the other side. He held me tightly impaled on his cock for a minute before he started pumping. The pain was terrible, but I managed to keep my mouth shut, giving muffled grunts as he thrust into me. He spread my legs fully and pushed me down further so I was almost in a jackknife position, a position that gave him maximum penetration depth. He pounded me for 10 minutes or so and then pulled me tight. I could feel his pulsing cock pumping me full of cum. When he finished, he began thrusting again, as his cock slowly deflated. He stopped again, and told me he was going to give me an enema. And with that, I felt my belly getting warm. He quickly pulled out, pulled up his pants and left. I had no choice but to sit down and get rid of everything. When I got outside, they had both left.

I was having a string of bad luck (not to mention a LONG dry spell). I even took a job as security for a university. I was posted to the campus library, which consisted of sitting for 8 hours and turning off lights. I was on my way home from working a double, not a happy camper. I was cold, hungry, tired and pissed that I had to work this crapulent job. Halfway home I noticed a cop pull a U-turn and follow me. At that time of the morning there is no one else on the roads, so I thought for sure he was just trying to catch me speeding. I was in no mood for games, so I set the cruise to the speed limit and just drove. He caught up to me and his bright ass lights were blinding me. I was paying more attention to the lights in the rear view than the road when I noticed something "run" across the street and I slammed on my brakes (it turned out to be a plastic bag blowing across the road...) I heard the cop car screech and saw it swerve. Then the lights went on and a woop-woop. I pulled to the shoulder and the cop came up to my car. LSS, he wanted to write me a ticket for slamming on my brakes. I have not had a ticket and can not afford one. My mouth started before my brain and I blurted out "then you better write one to yourself for following too closely, the speed limit is only 45 through here, that bag could have been an animal or child, why don't we go have a chat with your Sergeant and see what he has to say. I hope you have ketchup, so you can eat me!" He gave me my license back and said "Just take it easy" after a long pause. The next day was warm and sunny and I felt much better and kinda horny. I dreaded another dull day at work, but it was Friday. I put on my 2(x)ist pouch briefs and went to work since it's usually quiet at the library on Fridays (those underwear in my uniform create a very pronounced bulge in the front of the polyester uniform pants.) The day was slow, and I noticed that most of the people that used the library were like 20th year seniors. When it was finally time to close everything down, there were still people working on the 4th floor, including a cute book shelver (or whatever they're called). He was about 20, gorgeous blue eyes, dark tan, bottle blond. He said they would be about another half-hour, so I went back downstairs to check the parking lot and turn off the lights to the parking area. I came in and sat back down and was thinking about the guy upstairs when I kept seeing red lights in the parking lot. I went to the windows to see what the Hell they were doing. At first I thought it was someone learning to drive cuz they kept hitting the brakes, then reversing, forward, brakes, reverse, turn... As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I saw that it was a Crown Vic and thought it was one of the campus cops, so I thought I would go shoot the bull with them while I waited. When I got up to the car, it was a State Cop, not campus. I figured that he was trying to get a place to hide to nab speeders. I went over to the driver and we started talking. I could vaguely make him out in the dim light from the walkway lights, but what I saw, I liked. Clean cut, square head, buzzed, blond and blue eyes. (Blue eyes make me squishy!) A little older than me, I guess about 30. We were talking about how I hated my job and how boring it was and how warm it was for the time of year. I was thinking about how cute he was and felt my cock start to stir so I leaned against the door to hide it. Honestly I don't remember the next few minutes because I was busy thinking about how embarrassed to have a hard-on and being "caught". The next thing I remember, he leaned over to the passenger floor and got a packet of McDonald's ketchup and looked at me and with a twinkle in his eyes said "Tonight I brought ketchup, get in the back." The air went out of me like I was just hit and for a second thought I would pass out. Holy shit! It was the cop from the night before! I was so pissed off, I didn't realize how hot he was! With shaky legs, I walked over to the passenger rear and slid over behind the driver's seat. He got out and came around. He looked around and took off his gun belt and dropped it on the floor of the passenger side. He got closer to the open doorway and undid his belt and zipper and slid out his semi-hard dick from the fly of boxer briefs. I was on my knees on the back seat and started licking at his hardening cock. I put it in my mouth and started going to town as he moaned and rubbed my back. I felt his hands slide down and he started undoing my belt and pants. My tongue was going like a hummingbird when he pushed me back by my forehead. I lost balance and sort of fell off the seat across the floor hump. He grabbed my waist and put me face up along the seat and yanked both my pants and briefs down, raising my legs with his shoulders. He pulled us closer and he grabbed his spit covered cock and began to push it in my ass. It had been awhile and I was tight. The pain was like the first time, but he took it slow and grunted as he slid it up me and said "Oh, shit, yeah." He stuffed me to the hilt and leaned against my legs and started pumping away. He leaned in, trying to get further till I thought he was surely going to snap my damn hamstrings! The pain and pleasure was intoxicating. I could feel his pubes brushing against my ass as he thrusted in and heard the click of his boot heels when he withdrew. He was pulling on my balls like he was taking them home and I felt precum ooze out my dick and my ass tighten even more around him. I looked up at him and saw his eyes slam shut and the most gorgeous squinted cum face and he let out a whimper. I felt a jolt of hot spooge shoot inside me. He pulled out in one move and started jerking it. His cum shot on my ass cheek, leg and thigh, but most clung to his jerking hand. When he finally stopped cumming on my he took his cum covered hand and smeared it on my ass crack, fingering my relieved hole. He was stuffing his shrinky-dink back in his pants when he got a call. He responded, breathless and flushed beet red. I quietly tried to slide back into my underwear and pants. He said he had to go and started rushing as I got myself together and got out of the car. As he hit the siren and rolled out, my hard-on must have felt defeated and started to shrink, but I was ready to burst. My nuts were so tight, I could feel the room in the pouch of the briefs. I could also feel his hot sticky cum that covered my lower half cool and dry. Not being used to the pounding, I could barely walk and made it back to my chair and plopped down. OK, so now I knew I could not walk or sit! I sat on my tailbone and finally breathed, trying to figure out what had just happened. I noticed that it was almost time to go, so I called in the building vacant and turned off the rest of the interior lights and security cameras. I still had fifteen minutes so I walked to the reading area/ desk clusters in the dark just to feel my underwear pull away from my skin that had been stuck on with the trooper's load. The sensation was driving me wild and I felt my rod get tight again. I walked around the room when I heard the unmistakable sound of a dick being stroked! I knew it wasn't me and as my eyes adjusted, I saw the kid that was on the fourth floor before, inches in front of me. He had his pants pulled down to his knees and the front of his shirt pulled over his head, cock out, balls bouncing against the waistband of Hilfiger boxers. He was rubbing his chest and flogging away. He opened his eyes and said "I've been watching you all night. And I mean ALL night! It looks like you need this as much as I do." He cupped my pants bulge and rubbed "Yeah, you need this". He stopped jacking and unbuckled my belt and zipper. My pants fell to the floor and he unbuttoned the bottom 2 buttons of my shirt and whispered "Lay down". I couldn't believe it! The thought of getting off out in the open was a thrill, even if the building was (mostly) empty and dark. I layed back on the library floor in my briefs and looked up at the glass roof. He snuggled down next to me on the floor and slipped his hand down the front of my undies and started squeezing and rubbing as he slowly stroked his. He pulled my underwear down just enough that my cock popped out and I went to pull them down further but he said "Don't, let me do everything" and I put my hands behind my head and concentrated on his meat. He was uncut and I had never seen one "in real life" and wanted to feel it, play with it, taste it. I was entranced as the skin slid back and forth over the head. His balls made a quiet slapping sound as they bashed against his thighs. I closed my eyes to enjoy the handjob and reminisce about the earlier events and wondered what all he saw when I felt my cock hit my stomach and his hand leave it. I was partially scared to open my eyes thinking that "Candid Camera" would be there or something. I opened them and he was stuffing a finger up his ass as he continued to pound with the other. Silently, he let a rope of cum fly and hit on his abs. He leaned towards me and kept jerking and cumming. The rest of the spurts were thick and clung to his hand and were forced into his dark bush and all over his balls. He slid one arm behind my neck and grabbed my dick with his cum covered hand and jerked me with his jizz. He turned to jerk me and felt his dick on my leg, hard, hot and slimey. He ground it into my leg as he palmed me. I was getting close and wanted to grab his uncut cock to feel it since I could no longer see it. He said "ah-ah" and used the arm under my neck to keep my arm from moving. He stuck a finger up to my nose and whispered in my ear "This is my ass, my tight, tight man cunt" It was too much and I started to shoot... a lot! I surprised myself, while not the best quality orgasm, the quantity of cum and distance it shot was amazing. It was all over him, me, the carpet... He licked it off of me and smeared it into himself and laughed. I didn't want to move. He got up and started getting re-dressed so I followed his lead. I heard a beep and thought "Oh, shit, the alarm!" (I automatically sets at 1 am). We ran out the doors like we were being chased! Once outside he said "See you around" and headed to the bottom parking lot. I walked toward my car thinking how much more I now liked my job ;>) On the way home I was passed by a newer red Porsche Carrera and I tried to follow to gawk at it, but I had to stop to get gas. As I pulled in, the Porsche was there, and the driver was hot, too! (For the type) I thought for sure it would be some old man, but it was a very yuppie looking guy, 30's, short black hair and those damn deep blue eyes! As the gas was filling in my car, I summoned up the courage and went up to him and said "Cool car!" he said thanks and said feel free to look at it. I'm a car nut and took the opportunity to inspect it close up. I was looking though the rear side window and he came around behind me and said "You smell great" and I felt his hard dick brush across my ass. My back went tense and I shot up. I wondered if he meant my cologne or if he could smell the loads of cum all over me! He asked if I wanted to go 'somewhere' and my mouth got ahead of my brain again and I said, I've got to be to work in 7 hours. I couldn't believe I said that! I wanted him, then and there. He gave me a business card and told me to call him sometime and we could eat something. I KNOW what I wanted to eat and wished I kept my mouth shut (or just WIDE open)... When it rains, it pours! So what the Hell was the 'lucky charm'? I'll be wearing Nautica Latitude Longitude everyday now, "just in case" Can't wait for Monday! I Love my job!

Damn, I was horny that night. And I was tired of the same old tail here in Jersey. So I made the decision to go into The City (New York, that is) to get me some new boi tail. Cleaned up, got into the pickup truck, lit a cigarette, and I was on my way. I had posted a notice of my intentions on barebackcity.com in hopes that someone fitting the description of what I wanted would call me on my cell phone on the way. I got all the way into Manhattan, and the calls were sparse, and not promising so far. So I went into a local gay pub in the West Village, and had a drink. The usual crowd. I went back out to my truck parked outside on Christopher St., and checked my cell phone voicemail. THERE HE WAS!!! "Hi, my name is ___ and I'm 24 years old, blonde, blue eyes, slender, and a bottom. Please come over to my apartment at _____ and you can call me at _____." It didn't take me but a few seconds to call him back and turn my truck around to the East Side towards his place. He met me at the door, and my jaw dropped. DAMN, what a pretty boi! Tall and lean, smooth and creamy-skinned, a boyishly handsome face and big pools of medium blue eyes that I could've drowned in. We made very little small talk, but took a minute to burn one. Then it was OFF to his bedroom and OFF with the clothes. He sucked on my already hard dick, which I enjoyed seeing going in and out of those thick sweet young lips. Then I jumped on top of him, and started making out with this hottie...kissing him deeply on the mouth, our tongues darting in and out as we began the dance of male bonding that only guys like us can know. Finally, I had to taste that ass. He got up on all fours on his bed, and I was presented with an absolutely perfect lilly-white ass with a sweet little pink asshole surrounded with just enough dark blonde hair. With my mouth watering, I dove in and ate that hot boi ass for all I was worth...licking it, chewing on it, savoring the musky boi smell and taste that I was getting from him. It was time to get inside him. Getting up on the bed behind him while he was still on all fours, I mounted him from the rear. Oh, man, it was hot, sweet, and tight in there. He indicated that I should go a little slower, so I gave him time to adjust to my 8+ inches. Finally my pubes were resting against his smooth young asscheeks, and I began to slowly saw in and out of my boi. It suffices to say that this topman was in Heaven at that moment, and the best was yet to come (or cum, that is). I asked him after awhile to turn over on his back. Once again I entered him, but with his legs around my neck over my shoulders, so that I could fuck him and at the same time look into those beautiful blue eyes. He was tall, and so am I, so we kissed and fucked at the same time. I couldn've popped my load during that time, but held back to savor the wonderful experience awhile. While I had his legs over my shoulders, I also began to nibble on his blonde furry legs and on the edges of his big boy feet. There was a bonding that took place during these moments as we were making love that I have rarely found recently, and I found myself being grateful for every single moment to be inside this boi. And so we began the dance of male bonding in earnest. Finally, I turned him back over on his stomach and entered him from behind above. It was then that I decided it was time to pound, and the more I pounded, the deeper grew his moans. Indicating that I was about to pop my load, he told me "Oh yes, man, shoot your load inside me!" so after a minute of heavenly fucking, my load boiled up from my balls and screaming out the head of my dick into his hot tight willing assguts....again and again....shooting teaspoons of my male DNA as far inside him as I could. It seemed like that it would never stop, and I didn't want it to. But my blonde God bottomboi about then started clenching his ass muscles around my cock and moaning louder, and began shooting his hot load beneath us on the sheets of the bed....milking the last drops of oozing cum from my cock in the process. We collapsed on the bed, with me on his back still having my cock buried in his butt. We laid there for a few mintues, kissing and rubbing against each other for awhile. God, life was good that night.

On my way to I stopped in the men's room at the Roosevelt Ave train station. A guy I recognized from other men's rooms around town, was keeping watch at the door. When I walked in this tall thin horse-hung black guy was fucking a young hairy white dude. I watched them fuck for a while when the black guy motioned for me to come over. I checked to make sure there was still someone watching the door. Then I joined in. The black guy fucked the white guy while the white guy sucked my dick. The black guy asked me "do you want to fuck him?" I said yes." The black guy ordered the white to "Give him your ass." Whitey turned around and started to suck the black guy's cock while I fucked his ass. The guy at the door started to cough which meant meant someone was coming. We scattered like roaches. But guy who came in was also looking for action. I started fucking the hairy white guy again while he sucked the big black cock. I turned around to check the door and saw the guy who had been watching the door was getting his cock sucked by the other man who had come in. Mr Watch-The-Door wasn't much to look at; but he had a huge cock, one definitely worth sucking and riding. I just kept pounding away at the white guy while he was swallowing the big black dick. I was getting close to shooting and said "I was gonna cum." The black guy told me to shoot my load in the white guy's ass. He kept repeating "shoot your load in his ass, I want to fuck his cum lubed ass." With that I shot my load up the white guy's ass, which he seemed to milk right out of my cock. I could feel him tighten his ass muscles as I pulled out. He wanted every drop of my load. Soon as I pulled out the black guy shoved his huge fat cock up the white's ass. "Fuck man this feels great, I can feel his load in you. You're gonna leave here with two loads in you." I got turned on watching those two go at it. The white started sucking my cock again. The the black pounded his ass. And I do mean pound. Every time he thrust into the white guy's ass his mouth automatically swallowed my cock. I heard the black guy say "Baby I'm gonna cum." He started shaking and moaning, then let out a big yelp and stood there all sweaty and slowly pulled his cock out of the other's ass. I was still getting my dick sucked when the black guy rammed his tongue down my throat, and I shot my second load in the white guy's mouth. As I left the bathroom the guy who had been watching the door said, "It was great watching you guys." By the way, I was 20 minutes late for work but it was worth it.

My friend, the black guy who cracked my ass for the first time two years ago, really loves to watch me get fucked as he coaches the other guy on. He says he really loves that and loves fucking my hole lubed with another guy's cum. So three-ways really turn him on. So Friday night we had a three-way with a guy from the net. I met this hot Latin guy from AOL and we went to my friend's place. My friend seemed to be happy with my choice of guy. We went right into the bedroom and got down to business. I started sucking my friend's dick while the Latin guy watched for a minute before joining in. I sucked on two dicks and had them both in my mouth at the same time. My jaw still hurts. Then my friend told the Latin guy to fuck my ass. My friend lubed my hole and the Latin guy's dick. I was soon on my back with my legs over the Latin guy's shoulders as my black friend straddled my face with his cock down my throat. The Latin guy dragged me to the end of the bed and fucked me doggie style. As I was getting fucked, I was tongue-fucked my black friend. That's not my favorite thing to do but to me he's so hot! I owe him so much. I wished my tongue was longer. His ass tasted so good. My black friend then started fucking my face, and I was getting plugged at both ends. My friend told the Latin guy "Fuck him hard, Pound that white ass." The Latin guy was getting close. My friend got behind the Latin guy and started to pull on his balls and yelled "Shoot your load in that ass! Lube that hole good for me." My friend started eating the Latin guy's ass, and the Latin guy shot his load way up inside me. My hole was now all sloppy and wet which is the way my friend wanted it. He shoved his cock into me. I was so sloppy and worked over I had no trouble taking his huge cock. He shot his load after just a few minutes. The Latin guy began to eat my ass. Seemed he really enjoyed the taste of mixed cum from my ass. Cum dripped down my ass cheeks and the Latin guy lapped it up. While he was eating my ass clean, my friend got behind him and started fucking him. The Latin guy started said "No, I don't get fucked." My friend shoved poppers under the Latin guy's nose, just as he had once done to me the first time he had seeded me. After a few hits the Latin guy was well on his way into becoming a new cumwhore. As my friend was fucked the Latin guy I slid underneath them. We became a fucking three-way. My friend fucked the Latin guy while the Latin guy fucked me. I was lying on my stomach feeling the two of them on top of me. As my friend pounded the Latin guy I felt the force of both of them. The Latin guy started moaning saying he was gonna cum. And my friend fucked him even harder as the Latin exploded up my ass. The Latin guy tried to pull out of me and get my friend off him. Again my friend shoved poppers under his nose. He pulled him into the doggie position. I began to suck his cock all the while jerking myself off. My friend ask if I was gonna cum. I said I was very soon. As I shot my load my friend released his into the Latin guy's ass. We just lay on the bed for what must have been half an hour. The Latin guy drove me home. On the way back to my place, he told me how he'd enjoyed himself. I told him how being a bottom has its advantages. He said he hadn't been fucked in years and had forgotten how good it felt. He told me he was usually strictly a top. I told him it didn't have to be that way anymore. That I used to be a top, too, until a few years ago when my black friend seeded me for the first time.

Aaron went from one cock to another for the next several hours. There seemed to be an endless supply sticking through the glory holes and each load he subsequently took down his throat seemed to wear down his resistance and desire to fight back. My buddy was happy with the progress Aaron had shown during the past few hours. When the kid first entered the club he was very nervous and uptight but here was the same kid, a few hours later, snorting poppers and sucking any guy that wanted oral attention. Everything was proceeding as planned. As Aaron continued sucking cock, my buddy started fingering the kid's ass and kept talking dirty to him, telling him that instead of just sucking cock and taking loads down the throat, that he should take them in the ass. Aaron kept saying that he didn't want that but my buddy noticed the kid's resistance was breaking down and that he kept moaning every time he fingered the kid's hole. After some time had passed the kid began complaining that he didn't feel so well and that his head was hurting. My buddy went with him to one of the bathrooms and the kid felt very queasy and sick. He started saying that perhaps this wasn't a good idea and that perhaps he should leave, but my friend told him he had something that would help give the kid a buzz and that to just swallow it and that everything would be fine. And so Aaron did as told. After sitting for awhile, Aaron accompanied my friend into a backroom and said he felt much better - in fact, he was flying. Whatever that stuff was earlier it had done the trick and had given Aaron the illusion that he was in control - whereas he really wasn't. Standing just inside the doorway of the backroom, several guys began groping Aaron and my buddy kept tonguing the kid's mouth and lobes, telling him to just go with it and let it happen, that he needed and wanted this, not to resist anymore. Aaron stripped off and was soon being sucked by two guys on the floor (cock & balls) and other guys were licking his nipples and pulling on them. My buddy asked Aaron how he felt and the kid said he felt great! That's when an older man stepped up behind him and started fingering the kid's butt, working in a finger, then two and rubbing lube in his crack - massaging the lube into the kid's ass. Aaron moaned and was told to snort more poppers (several hits under each nostril) and as he handed the bottle back to one of the guys, the man slid his cock in between his cheeks and started pushing it up inside the boy's ass, till only his balls were banging against his cheeks. Aaron had some difficulty taking the cock in his hole and was moaning quite a bit but the poppers and other substance helped ease the pain and gave him the illusion that his ass wasn't being ripped apart (which indeed it was, as he discovered later). So there Aaron was, taking cock from several strangers at each end (the guys sucking him had since gotten off the ground and were fucking his mouth) and the kid slowly grew to love it and not care. He was just a dick machine to be used and used he was - in every way imaginable. By the end of the night, (many hours later), he had taken at least twenty loads in the ass and many more down the throat. Quite a few of the men were poz and some even started saying things like 'charge him up' while fucking him - though Aaron was too far out of it at that stage to question what they meant... At the end of the night my buddy told him how great the night had been and that he hoped Aaron had fun. Aaron said he did but that he really hadn't intended to be such a pig. Aaron said he did but that he was a bit worried about all the pain and blood in his ass. My buddy just looked at him and smiled.

Dropped off Steve at the airport and, since the weather was perfect - and unusual for January - I drove to Cherokee Park to see if 72 degrees and sun had other men in the brotherhood thinking about dick in the park too. All of the people I passed, as I drove around the one-way roads towards "gay hill," were both a positive and a negative sign. People were out, alright, but they were mostly joggers, boy-girl couples, families with kids, people with their dogs and not horny guys looking to get off on probably the last good weekend of the January thaw. When I finally reached the hill, there were a dozen or more empty cars parked along the side of the road, a good sign. No rainbow stickers or other signs of the brotherhood, however. There were two goodlooking 20 somethings in shorts and tees sitting with their bicycles on the grassy slope between the road and the woods. I pulled past the other cars and parked the truck. For a few minutes, I watched the guys with the bikes in a mirror as I pulled off my sweatshirt and tucked my tee into the jeans. I wandered the trails for about 30 minutes but saw no one and the bike guys hadn't followed, so I headed back towards the truck. There were a few condom wrappers on the trails but I figured they were from last summer or fall. When I reached the truck, bike guys had left. I drove up to the area over the interstate tunnel. It's usually pretty active at night in warm weather but considering how much brush had been removed last year, I wasn't expecting much in daylight in January. As it turned out, there were a dozen or so cars parked along the road. About half were empty; the occupants of the rest were all men, sitting alone. I figured it was worth getting out and checking out the trails. As I left the truck, a guy - looked to be mid-thirties - in a flannel shirt and black jeans who was wearing sunglasses got out of a Ford about 100' or so down the road, and headed back towards the main trail too. We caught up with each other on the main trail and checked each other out. He turned down the trail, looking back a couple of times as I followed about 30' feet behind. He looked like he might provide load number one for the day. After we walked a 100' or so, another guy came towards us, passing flannel shirt guy and then me. As he got closer, I shifted interest from flannel shirt to him. He was mid to late-20's. Seemed to have a buzzcut under a U of TN ballcap. A big orange ballcap is pretty unusual in KY. Then I noticed a pair of dog tags hanging on the outside of his gray tee. I figured he could be Army from Ft. Knox. The guy was hot looking. He had good muscle definition that showed through the tee, hairy forearms, reflective sunglasses and flashed a big, toothy smile when I said, "Hi." I wanted this dude. I stopped and turned as he passed. He went about another 10', stopped and came back in my direction. This time, as he passed he smiled again and asked how I was doing. I told him, "Man, I think I'm doing great."I followed behind as he went back down the trail, smiling back each time he turned his head. We passed flannel shirt guy who was standing in some trees several feet off the trail. He groped himself as he passed and I nodded. UT guy turned down a side trail that led further away from the road in the direction of a large parking area and I followed. After a few minutes, he stopped, with his back towards me. I caught up with him, passed and turned to face him. He was playing with his cock with a hand in one of the pockets in his sweats. I groped myself through my levis. He asked, "Wazzup?" I told him I was looking to get into something. He responded, "Yeah, what do you want to do?" For some reason - the tone of his voice, the body language, something - I got cautious. The cops had been cracking down in the park, lately, and for some reason or other, I started wondering if he was setting me up for a bust. (The cell phone on his belt didn't help either.) So, I cooled down some and asked, "Oh, I dunno, what about you?" He says, "I want to suck some cock." (Oh, well, so much for my copdar.) I told him, "Sounds hot; so do I." He suggested we walk further up into the woods, away from the trail and I followed. He stopped at a spot where you could see cars and people up by the big parking area but we were far enough away that I figured it was okay if at least one of us was paying attention to what was going on around us. He pushed his sweats down mid thigh, showing his hardon which gave me an instant hardon as well. He had a big, 7 or 8 incher that curved to his left. He'd shaved his balls and most of his pubes except for a line that continued from his pleasure trail to the root of his hard shaft. I had to have that hard cock and went immediately to my knees and started sucking him. I managed to work the curve around and into my throat and worked his cock head with my throat muscles and he helped out by pumping it into me. He let me suck him for a couple of minutes, getting a first taste of his precum, before he let me know it was his turn. I stood and he unzipped me and pulled my hard cock and balls out over the waistband of my jockeys and went to his knees, pulling off his UT cap. The dude could suck. Damn he could suck. I put my hands on the back of his head, feeling the burr of his haircut and watching my cock slide in and out of his mouth. I came damned close to letting him take it all the way but, fuck, it was early and I didn't want to give up any loads so soon. We took turns blowing each other until while as I was totally into his cock, he taps me on the shoulder and says, "We've got company." I stand and look over at an early 30's guy with long black hair standing next to a tree and rubbing his crotch. UT guy asks, "You get into 3's?" I say, "Yeah," wave the guy over and get back on my knees, running my tongue over UT's cock head lapping up more precum. The guy with long black hair joins us, pulls out his cock and holds it a few inches from my mouth and UT's cock and strokes it. He gets hard quickly and I start sucking back and forth between the two of them. The guy with lomg black hair has a long, thin, uncut cock. The head is still covered by his skin even after he is hard. As I'm switching back to UT guy's cock, he asks the guy with long black hair if he likes to fuck. The guy tells him yes and UT says "Fuck me, okay?" As I'm sucking UT's curved cock, the other man gets behind him and starts working his bare cock up UT's hole. I reach under and circle my thumb and finger around UT's fuckhole so I can feel the other guy's cock sliding in and out while I deep throat UT. UT's asshole is well lubed and he's taking the thin, uncut cock with ease. Sucking a guy while he's getting fucked, especially when he is standing, is so fucking hot as you feel the fucker's thrusts in the back of your throat as he drives the fuckee's cock in you. I'm in cocksucker's heaven, working for the first load of the day when suddenly I feel another cock pressed against my right cheek. At first I think it is long black hair guy looking for a new hole but it's not his thin, uncut cock or UT's which is still buried in my throat. (So much for one of us staying alert.) My cheek is getting probed by a thick cock with a big purple head. I look up and see flannel shirt guy. I alternate back and forth between flannel shirt and UT whose still getting his ass plowed by long black hair guy. After a few minutes, I stand and ask flannel shirt to fuck me - why should UT have all the fun? I slide my jeans and jockeys to my knees and turn so I'm facing UT. Flannel shirt gets behind and tries to work it in but I'm too tight and dry and the head of his dick is too big. I ask UT to "Get him wet" and step aside so flannel shirt can feed him his cock. UT sucks and slobbers all over flannel shirt's cock. Watching UT taking it at both ends in the woods, especially with all those cars and people several hundred feet away through the bare trees and shrubs is really hot. UT gets him good and wet and I press a hand against the trunk of a tree, bend over and pull the left cheek of my ass away to give flannel shirt a better shot. This time he works it all the way in and start throwing a serious fuck. At one point, I look over at UT, still getting drilled by long black hair guy, and we exchange big grins like only two cock pigs can. I'm really getting into having my ass stretched and pounded by flannel shirt guy and, from all the hot verbal about fucking my "hairy ass," he seems to be into the fuck too. Suddenly, I hear someone say, "Shit, where'd she come from?" "She" is a woman walking a German Shepherd maybe a 100' away and seems to have figured out what's going on. As she turns and as flannel shirt is pulling out he pops his load, leaving part of it in my fuck chute with the rest running down the back of my balls. Flannel shirt and long black hair guy have quickly disappeared and the woman with the dog is gone, so UT and I take our time. As he's pulling up his sweats, he asks if I took flannel shirt's load. I tell him, "Sort of - He got part of it in my ass and part of it on my ass and balls." He wants to know if he can "taste it, dude." I turn my back to him and he kneels and licks my balls clean, laps up the cum around my asshole and pushes his tongue up me, probing for more jizz. When he stands, he says, "Damn, you do have a hairy ass. Hot."I offer him a cigarette, light them both and he heads up towards the road with me following. When I get up along side, we talk some. I learn he is from TN and is in the Army at Fort Knox. He says, "I'm here every Sunday afternoon. Let's do it again, okay?" I say, "You bet." He heads up the trail but I notice long back hair guy with his back to us, facing a large tree, so I head down the trail. When I reach long black hair guy, he has it out and is stroking it. I ask him, "You get off?" and he says, "No." I get on my knees and he turns and offers me his thin, uncut cock. I grab it and work my tongue up under the skin, licking his cumhole. His cock tastes like lube and precum but there's no sign that he'd been plowing UT's ass. I smile to myself. While Steve was showering this morning, I'd used an enema, hoping to connect with someone into hole. What are the odds of hooking up with another guy in the park in January who'd also come prepared to get fucked in the park? Long black hair guy is in a hurry. He grabs the back of my head and starts seriously fucking face, jabbing the back of my throat with that skin covered pointed cock. He cums in a few minutes, keeping his cock buried in my throat. I leave after he does, get in the truck and, charged and hungry for more cock, drive across the river to an ABS in Southern Indiana.