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This is the first part in a multi part story. It is purely a work of fiction from my perverted mind. Any similarities between anyone living or dead is purely coincidental also any statements made to the benefits of having HIV or taking meds is totally fictitious as well. My name is Frank and I’m 25 years old and gay. I’m 6’3 and weigh in now at around 190 pounds. I have blonde hair and green eyes and I can easily bench 230 pounds for five reps. I attended a Midwestern University and received my Bachelor’s degree in kinesiology and my Master’s degree in Physical Therapy. I would be as most readers would describe as a hunk or jock. During my undergrad years I also swam, both for pleasure and as a competitor. As a matter of fact I had been swimming since I was 10. It came to be a surprise when my best friend from high school and college called me one day and offered me a job as a swim coach to his junior college swim team. I had been working as a coach for the local high school and had spent many hours suppressing my hard cock that would spring up whenever a player would get too close or spend too long in the shower soaping up his equipment. I never acted on the impulses for fear of being labeled a child molester but when you have 100’s of hot young guys parading themselves past your office nearly naked a man has his breaking points. Mine typically would consist of closing my blinds and locking my office door and jerking a huge load onto my desktop then licking up the evidence. I’m sure a player or two got an erection from my breath that sometime had the hint of a cum swallower, as I would lecture them after a practice or gym class. When I was in my late teens I was a horny cocksucker in a very conservative town in the bible belt so had little opportunity to enjoy same sex relations on a regular basis. Even though Andy was my best friend and we enjoyed making out, we knew we couldn’t get caught so we never progressed beyond groping and cuddling when we could, and passionate make-out sessions when we would go camping. One fateful day I heard of a truck stop about 20 miles out on the interstate where horny truckers who would shag just about anything that walked. So naturally I made some lame excuses one morning about having to go get some new feed for the horses, jumped in my Camaro and headed out to the truck stop. I pulled up between two large rigs and got out to see if the rumors were true. Now, I was a attractive teen, skinny and lean, although full of muscle from all the workouts and sports I had done in high school. As I walked up the line of trucks, my knees began to shake a little, wondering if I had made the mistake of a lifetime, wondering if this was to be the last day of my life. Most of the truckers looked rugged and very menacing, almost as if they had just escaped from the penitentiary a couple of counties over. My thought was to turn and run. Later I learned the guys would be called 'bears' in the gay parlance. At most I would be called a cub and a virgin to boot, having little experience outside of snuggling with Andy. There was a café at the truck stop and as it was nearing noon, I went in and ordered a burger, thinking food would calm my nerves. While sitting there chowing down on my burger I notice that most of the truckers pretty much just ignored me and went on with their business. A couple of them seemed to be looking me over, but most didn't even seem to register me. I had been sitting there about 25 minutes while keeping an eye on the men’s room, thinking that was where the reported action was occurring, but honestly the men's room seemed to be just that - a men's room, certainly not a sex venue. Suddenly an older man approached my table from my blind side and asked “Boy, are you lost?" I looked up to find an attractive guy about mid 30’s looking down on me with a shit-eating grin on his face. I stammered and said something like "No, sir, I'm just having a burger on my way back north to college.” I was lying and I suspect he could sense I wasn’t there for the burger, because his next question was "Have you ever seen the inside of a big rig?" to which I managed to stammer out "No, but I've always wondered what they look like." He smiled and said "Well, finish-up and I'll give you a tour of my rig." I gulped down my food on the spot, left a $10.00 bill on the counter and and followed the man out to his truck. He opened the passenger's door and gestured for me to climb-in and take a look. Once I got in, he went around to the driver’s seat and in one smooth swing, got into the seat, asking “Pretty nice rig, you think?” I was all but speechless, but managed to say something appropriate. Then he swung around behind the seat past a curtain and invited me into his inner sanctum. I was dumbfounded, and couldn’t believe they could fit a queen size mattress in there. He then began caressing me and kissing me, murmuring "Oh my, what a pretty guy." Of course I was more than happy to go along with his directions as he took my tee shirt off of me and began rubbing my back. He leaned me back as he pulled my jeans down past my knees. I had worn my jock strap that morning and he pressed his face into my groin as he began to nibble and suckle on my rock hard cock through the material of the pouch. He sucked on my cock for a bit before removing my jeans and jock, so I lay there naked but for my socks. Again he complemented me, saying "Oh my, we have some succulent chicken today” although admittedly at the time I didn't know 'chicken' was a euphemism for a young guy. He stripped off his shirt and unbuckled his jeans, and positioned himself over me and began kissing and sucking my entire nubile body. He licked my pits and the seat from my balls he cupped my butt cheeks in his hands and began licking and sucking on my ass and pucker. His spit was making it slick and his attentions were relaxing my hole. He probed my hole with one finger, then two. I cautioned him "You're going to make me pee if you keep that up” but he just nodded, took my cock in his mouth, all the while fingering my hole. I couldn’t hold back - the soda had made it to my bladder and I pissed into his mouth and down his throat. My hard cock had gone soft while peeing in his mouth but very quickly was rock hard again and dripping precum. He pulled off my cock without losing one drop of my precious fluids saying “Remember what I’ve been doing to you. Now you are going to show me what you have learned about pleasuring a man.” With that he leaned back. I pulled myself forward towards him and planted a passionate kiss on his full lips. He tasted of piss and, being a man, somewhat musky, but musky in a comfortable way, so naturally I wanted more, so I worked my tongue up and down his muscular body, lapping at his pits. The taste and aroma were an aphrodisiac. I nibbled down to the waistband of his shorts and he lifted his hips as I slipped his jeans and boxer shorts off of him, licking the head of his sustainable cock, which was my first real taste of cock! His precum was sweet and succulent so I eagerly sucked his cock into my throat, although I gagged a bit when he pushed my head down further, but he didn't relent. I coughed up phlegm a couple times but soon found I could deep-throat him with relative ease. I did as he did and cupped his ass and raised him up to reveal his rose bud. It looked clean and smelled freshly washed with just a hint of man musk I dove in not waiting to be invited and invaded his hole with my tongue. It tasted pungent and oddly, a bit like strawberries. I started to finger his hole and discovered he was easy to penetrate, so I wiggled a finger around inside his gut - which somehow felt squishy. I pulled my finger out and licked it to put two in and tasted a hint of cum. I looked up curious and he grinned, saying "You're my second today." He told me to keep fingering his hole and he would treat me to a good drink like I had given him. I was reluctant at first and he asked "Don’t you want to learn to please a man?" I nodded yes and took his cock in my mouth while fingering his hole. It didn’t take long and he was pissing down my throat. He then got to his knees and announced it was time for my next lesson. As I lay on my back, he took my cock in his mouth and raised my ass up in the air. He then threw my legs on his shoulders and positioned himself at my hole. He pressed my sphincter with the head of his cock and slowly invaded my body with his. It hurt like hell as the head of his plump tool stretched-open my hole, inch by inch sliding into me, eventually hilting his entire eight inches deep in my gut. When he reached full depth, he paused to allow my ass to adjust to the invasion. My legs fell from his shoulders to wrap themselves around his midsection. Holding him in in this position, his cock deep in my ass was an amazing sensation. He began to move his hips and his cock began its rite of passage in and out of my bowels. I was clearly there for his pleasure, and he raised one leg onto the bench to get more leverage and slowly bent me over so I was staring at my own cock, which was dripping precum onto my face. I curled a bit more and was able to reach my cock head. This seemed to make him even more excited 'cause he started fucking me with increased passion. As I sucked on my cock and watched his cock sliding in and out of my hole, I noticed a tat on his upper thigh. It was a bio symbol like you see in medical offices and on containers containing used needles. Now, I had been so horny I hadn’t even thought about safe sex when he approached me, and now I was paying the price: he was fucking me hard and almost certainly had ripped my man cunt in the process - now he was dripping his dirty precum on my insides. He growled a muffled gasp and shot his seed into my hole. I was his for all time. He had taken my cherry, my innocence and possibly my negative status from me. He withdrew from my ass, collapsing next to me, but still he grasped my still hard cock, pumped it, and said "Let’s see how well you learned your lesson." I figured 'what was good for the goose was good for the gander' so I climbed on him doggy style and pumped my load deep into his guts, so he may well have taken my last negative load. After I blew my load and withdrew from his ass, he lit up a cigarette and offered me one as I confronted him with my suspicions. He confessed he converted a few months back and while it wasn’t his intension to poz me up, I hadn't asked about his status before we fucked, so he figured I either knew what the potential risks, or I was already poz. He also remarked that as hot as I was, I would almost certainly be stealthed sooner or later, particularly given my high sex drive, so now I could have sex with anyone and not have to worry. It was getting towards 2:00 o’clock and we went at it again. He dumped another load in my hole and I came all over his face (which, to my pleasure, he made me lick off!) When we were done and he had to hit the road, he gave me a deep passionate kiss before firing up his rig and booting me out. He even gave me a butt plug to hold the juices in and so I wouldn’t leak all over my seat on the way home. I felt fulfilled. As he pulled out the scrap of paper he gave me detailing his return trip to the area fell from my hand for the wind to pick up and carry away. Andy had gone to the same university as me and we had some of the same classes but I had never confided in him that I came down with the fuck flu a month or so after my encounter with the truck driver. We even shared a dorm room for two years, but I never got treated for HIV while at college and I always lied to him about my occasional bouts of unexplained flu or colds. I was keeping myself pretty healthy for the most part and the virus hadn’t begun to ravage my body. Andy went on to get his masters at a different school and we somewhat parted ways. We exchanged Christmas cards and would call each other on important occasions, and I was his best man at his wedding. Still it was a big surprise to find out he was the athletic director of a small community college and he wanted me to become one of his coaches. (To be continued – taking the job)
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One of the hottest fucks I've had was a few years ago when I was in college and I met a university cop online and he wanted to fuck me under a bridge, on the back of his police car. I walked up and his car was under the bridge. He got out and pulled down my shorts, started licking my hole -- spitting on his cock to get it hard and he put it in... it hurt but felt great. He seeded my hole then told me to "go on and leave" hot COP
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Below is another bareback pozzing story from the old bugshare site for my bareback blog. This one takes place in a bookstore and involves a frat boy and a daddy. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/04/frat-boy-pozzing.html ............................ I was at one of my favorite bookstores and in the mood to play. It was just after lunch time on a sunny Monday. I wasn't sure what I’d find, but it never hurts to look. The parking lot looked promising, anyway. I went in, leaned against the wall, and lit a cig, checking out who was there. There was a really hot Latino, a dude who reminded me of your typical Frat Boy, and the usual Trolls. I missed an opportunity to join Latino and Frat Boy. They entered a booth together. Damn! I popped in the various booths to see who else was playin’ but didn't find much. I lit another cig. The Latino left Frat Boy’s booth and headed for the exit. Hmmmmm, that was quick! But a couple minutes later he reappeared and knocked on the door. Needed Condoms or Lube or something, I surmised. Things didn't look promising, so I fed in some tokens, watched a Vid, and got myself hard. A couple bucks later, I wandered around to see if anyone new had come in. The black guy with the goatee was back—he’d fucked me a few weeks before. There was also an older black dude who went in the bathroom. He came out spouting one helluva bulge, and stroked it through his pants. I didn't even notice that the booth Frat Boy had occupied was vacant, until he emerged from another booth nearby. He sized me up, then reentered, leaving the door slightly ajar. I wondered if I should take the bait, or see what the black dudes had to offer. What the hell, Frat Boy was sexy—20’s 5'8" 135, shaved head, sweatshirt, olive pants, and combat boots. I entered his booth and locked the door behind me. After feeding some tokens into the Vid, we groped ourselves, each waiting for the other to make the first move. He finally did, and unzipped my jeans. He complimented me on my Cock size, and I felt him up. I got his pants down, then his tight whites, and out popped the perfect Sex Organ—trimmed blond pubes, smooth Balls, and a completely straight Cock, perfect thickness, and hard as a rock. He asked me what I was into. “Pretty much anything.” “You fuck?” “Sure.” "Wanna fuck me, or want me to do you?" “I usually Bottom.” “Condom?” "Prefer not." That turned him on. I sucked his Dick and got It nice and wet. “Drop your pants and bend over. Got any Lube?” I did not. He spotted a used Condom in the corner, picked it up and dumped whoever’s Cum onto his Cock and smeared the rest onto my Hole. Holy Shit! The Dude was a Sex Pig! He slid his meat all the way in and started to fuck me. God, that combination of Cock and Anonymous Jizm felt great! I’m a Super Pig, too! "I’m fucking your Ass bareback , Man. Damn this is hot! My bare Cock pluggin’ your Hole!" "Wanna Cum in me?” "Fuck, yeah!" "Flood my Hole, Man! Shoot in me!" After he’d Cum, I glanced through the Glory Hole, and the Goateed Black Dude was stroking his Rod. Frat Boy asked me if I wanted that Black Dick in me, too. I backed up to the hole. Frat Boy knew what was happening—the expression on my face told him all. He lay down on his back so he could look up and watch the Black Cock plow me. He told me that his Cum was oozing out of my Pussy, and reported, dismayed, that the Black Dude wore a Rubber. Still, Goatee knew how to fuck, and his hips gyrated like crazy. Black Goatee pulled out and Frat Boy got up. His neck and chest were splattered with Spooge that had dribbled out of my Pussy. I stuck my tongue through the Glory Hole. Black Goatee stripped off the Cum-filled Condom and plowed his thick Dick down my gullet. Frat Boy urged me to “Clean up that Shaft.” He wiped his own Cum off his chest, stroked It onto his hardening Tool, fingered my sloppy Hole, and thrust his Rod back up my Ass. Goateed Black Guy zipped up and left. The Older Black Dude entered the booth. He pulled out a stubby fat Cock with massive Balls and flipped both through the hole. Frat Boy pulled outta my Ass and sucked his Black Dick. The Black Dude’s Cock grew in length, but more so in girth. Frat Boy suggested I back up to the hole and see if the Black Guy would fuck me. I did so, and Older Black played with my Mancunt—then nothing. I glanced through in time to see him walk out. Frat boy put one arm around me and worked the digits of one hand up my used sloppy Hole, while he beat off with the other. "I wonder how many guys here are POZ ." I shrugged. He winked and shot his Load. I knelt in time to get most of It down my throat. We cleaned up, and he told me how fuckin’ hot it had been and how he hoped we could do it again. He left, and I leaned back against my favorite wall and smoked. I still hadn’t Cum. This Lumberjack type came in. He headed for one of the end booths, and I entered the adjoining one. It was getting late, and I really needed to get off. I didn't even look through the hole—just dropped my jeans and stroked my Dick. Needing coins for the Vid, I bent down to grab some tokens from my pants pocket. My Ass grazed the hole. Lumberjack thrust his Dick through and pushed against my Ass Crack. I squatted, spread my Cheeks, and guided his Cock into my Pussy. His belt buckle clanked against the partition with each thrust. I started jacking. As I shot, my Ass Muscles contracted tightly about his Pole. He spasmed and shot up my Ass. He beat a hasty retreat to the exit. On my drive home I wondered about Frat Boy, or Pig Boy, or whatever you wanna call him, and his comment to me: "I wonder how many guys here are POZ ." Strange he should mention that. Did either one of us care?
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I received a call last night from an old college girlfriend, Kathy. I was the last guy Kathy dated before she met the man she married. We were college lovers for the most part. Kathy was more than a little frigid and I was more of a slut. I let a lot of guys blow me in college and I cheated on her with about anybody who would say 'yes', including Kathy's roommate and another one of Kathy's friends. Well, Kathy and her mom were coming into town to do some shopping, and she asked if I would like to get a drink and talk. I agreed and we met later that night. Within an hour, she was drunk and I was fit as a fiddle. That is when Kathy started bitching about her husband, about his small cock and unwillingness to go down on her. I loved eating her pussy in school, but she did not let me do it - all that much. Well, I told Kathy I would love to take her up to her room and give her some head, but I was sure she was sharing a room with her mom. Surprisingly, she was not. She told the bartender to put the drinks on her room and off we went. We rode the elevator up 15 or so floors and half that time I was on my knees eating her shaved pussy. She pulled me out the elevator just as she came and jizzed on the floor. We laughed as we stumbled into her room just like the old day. I had her naked and those 36DDs popped out just like old times. I straddled her chest and tit fucked her for a little bit, before I dove back down and ate her to an explosive orgasm that I was sure to wake her mom up in the next room. The old bitch never liked me anyway. I stood with hard cock in hand and drove it deep into her pussy with one push. She screamed with delight as I pummeled her pussy with my hard cock. She asked me not to cum in her as she was close to that time of the month that she could get pregnant. I breathed a heavy displeasure and she sighed "Fuck it. Cum in me like old times, like you did Beth and Amy." I looked at her and she told me she knew I fucked her friends over the the times we dated. Well, that kind of talk sent me over the rails and I flooded her well-plowed snatch with enough cum to fill the Chicago river. I stayed for another hour or so, cumming in her two more times. Ten months later I received a birth announcement of a blue eyed, blond girl, looking just like Kathy and her Daddy. Oh, by the way, Kathy's husband is a Latino. Joe
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I was visiting a mid west town and stumbled into a small college gay bar. Not much going on but I did see a few cute young boys drinking it up. That's where I noticed him. A young and tight looking boy maybe 21 drinking it up with his buddies. I saw him break off and walk to the bathroom so I followed. I could tell walking behind him he was drunk and was hiding a nice ass in his jeans! I pulled up to the urinal next to him and whipped out my semi hard 8 inch cock with a massive head and just left it hanging out as I pissed. Then he looked over at it and looked up and saw me sniffing some kola. He said what's that? I told him Kola, He said "no shit. Never done it before." I turned facing him with my cock and asked want some? He said sure how much. I told him was from out of town and looking for a place to crash we could party and hang out. He said Yeah, His drunk body not thinking of what he just committed to. We walked out he said goodbye to his friends and we drove back to his apartment on campus. He said he lived alone cause his roommate always stayed with his girlfriend. So I knew this was going to be a good night. We got to his place and we sat on the sofa, I asked for a drink so as he got up I set up some lines - mine with kola his with kola and meth. I blew my lines and he did both of his. Eager, cause for a first time he took a lot. Within minutes I could tell his mind was spent and rolling on the alcohol and drugs. So I offered another line. He eagerly said sure and sniffed down two more long trails of sex dust! We started to talk about sex. He had only been with two guys, and he had only topped. I knew I wanted it and moved in, I started kissing and undressing him seducing his fucked up mind with my body. He began to slurp on my cock with enjoyment. I let him slurp as I knew his mind would even weaken more. He started to really relax and then I knew he was there for the taking, I pulled off his clothes revealing a young smooth body with a nice pale cock. He laid back smiling up at me as I moved in licked his cock and began to eat his hole. He moaned and whimpered as I danced my tongue over his tender hole. Tight and smooth I could smell its innocence. I then came up leaving my dripping cock in his crack as I started to kiss him. I paused and looked into his eyes and asked you like that? Yes he whimpered. My cock head found his hole and pressed into it, I looked him in his eyes and said I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to slid my cock into you're your hard body. He said okay and closed his eyes. I told him to leave them open. And I looked deep into his sole as I pushed my cock hard into his sweet hole. My dick forged a path through his muscle and deep into his body until I could feel my balls slap his ass. I looked into his eyes and told how nice he felt, how warm and hungry his ass was. He smiled. His brain obviously on overload. I smiled at him and kissed him the told how my cock felt, hard, swollen. I looked into his eyes and told him how I was going to fuck his ass and convert it. How my poz cum was going to flow into his body. His eyes just looked up at mine and he smiled. I was in heaven. I started pumping his ass hard and with furry. I smiled at him and asked if he wanted it, he smiled back and said yes, yes yes. It was hot, I was telling this boy over and over how I was going to poz his hole, convert his ass... He was so fucked up I don't think he thought much about it - he just loved how it felt and laid there and smiled. I love boys in this state. I told him here it comes baby to prepare for a big poz load to poison his hole. My cock began to poor out creamy viral cum deep into his ass. The whole time the boy smiling and asking for it. I fucked that boy 6 times that night each time giving him a new load of my jizz. After I was done the boy passed out on the bed, spent and used and now pozz. I looked around his place and gathered up some kewl clothes he had, and some tommy undies, and cleaned out his wallet and left.
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About a week ago when we had a nice warm day, I decided to wash and wax my car and then head to the park, after I got off my construction job. I pulled into the parking area away from other cars. There were quite a few people taking advantage of the nice weather. I turned on the CD player and got started on the wax job. Rubbing out the finish started to make me sweat; so I pulled off my t shirt to get some rays. Pretty soon a dude pulled up to park on one side of me, and then another dude pulled up on the other side. I glanced to both of the dudes from time to time in their cars, and both kept their eyes locked on me. One dude was obviously stroking his cock because I could see his upper arm and shoulder moving. The dude in one car looked to be in his early twenties, handsome, dark hair, baseball cap, and a nice smile. The other was tanned, handsome, short blonde hair, green eyes, and a cool smile too. Four or five dudes walked by slowly while I was waxing the car, making it real obvious they wanted me to follow them into the woods. When I got around to the one side of the car, the dark haired dude kept looking at my body, and smiled at me. When I would glance at him from time to time, I would catch him looking at my crotch. When I worked my way to the front door, I could almost "feel" his eyes on me. I turned around and he looked at me from my eyes down to my crotch and just moaned. I winked at him and he just moaned real low and kinda opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but didn't. I would glance thru the car window openings, over to the blonde dude and he just smiled too. Both dudes seemed hot but I couldn't tell what kind of bodies they had until I finally made it around to the other side of the car near the blonde dude's car. He got out of his car and was wearing a pair of orange umbros and took off his t shirt and headed for a picnic table that was maybe 10 feet in front of my car. He had a great little jock ass, a nice toned bod maybe about 160 lbs, and was obviously workin it for me. Just thinking of sliding my big cock into that hot little jock ass was giving me half a bone in my jeans. The blonde sat up on the top of the table and leaned back watching me wax the car. The dark haired dude got out of his car and was leaning against it drinking some bottled water while he watched me sweat my ass off. He didn't take any back seat to the blonde either. He had on a t shirt that clung to his pecs and was loose at the bottom and he too was nicely toned, and had a celtic tatoo around one bicep. I didn't get to glance at his ass but I could tell he was put together well and you could see the outline of his hard cock in his jeans since he was the dude stroking in his car. I was thinking to myself how fucking hot it would be to bury my cock in both of their bellies because they both were hot. Finally the dark haired dude walked up to the side of my Blazer I was working on, and said "Your car looks kick ass." I thanked him, and said it was a lot of work because it is black and black shows the dirt. He said "Do you mind if I ask you how much do you workout?" I said that I didn't mind and told him 5 days a week and that I am a personal trainer 4 nights a week. He said "Jesus man your bod rules." I laughed and winked at him and thanked him for the compliment. He gave me a bottle of water, and, he told me that he plays soccer and works out at the gym 3 days a week at the university nearby. I glanced over to the blonde and he was leaned back on his elbows and I could see his bod stretched out and love trail on his lower abs disappearing into his loose jeans. Finally I was done with the wax job, and went over to this spicket and washed my hands off and dried them off on my t shirt that I stuck in the back of my jeans. As I walked back to the Blazer, I noticed the dark haired dude had walked up to the blonde and they were talking as the blonde was staring at me. I had no fucking idea they knew each other, and decided one or both of them would be getting my sweaty muscle plowing their jock ass or hot mouth. I locked the car, and started towards the path that takes you into the woods away from the families that come there. As I walked I looked over at the two dudes and they both watched me. About 5 minutes later I leaned against this huge ass rock off the main trail and down about a hundred feet. The area is well known as a hot spot to get your cock wet by a hot jock if you can fend off the damn trolls who offer you bucks to suck your cock. It wasn't long before I heard someone walking towards me off the main trail and it was the dark haired dude and the blonde. They kind of walked up to me nervously and the blonde said "Dude you have a great body." I looked at him and said "And you guys have a great ass." He said "You don't know how much I would like to have you in my ass." Both walked right up to me and both started playing with my pecs, abs, and back, and the blonde grabbed my crotch and said "Fuck man you have a huge cock." I said, "Why don't you take it out and suck it man?" He wasted no time getting on his knees and unbuttoning my jeans and pulling out my 9" in his fist. The dark haired dude started licking my balls and started moaning as the blonde opened his hot mouth and wrapped his lips around my shaft. Both dudes were moaning as their hands played with my abs, back and legs. The blonde tried swallowing my cock and choked and gagged on it and came up for air, and as he did the dark haired dude slid his mouth down my shaft as the blonde drove down on my low hanging balls and was slobbering all over my sack. The dark haired dude pulled up off my cock and precum was hanging from his lips and he said "Fuck I want that cock in me man!!!". I pushed his head back down on my cock and he tried choking his way down to my bush and I buried my cock head down his throat. The blonde was moaning and moved down between my hard ass and was tonguing my hairy hole and sticking his tongue as far as he could into me. I just pushed his blonde head in further and the little fuck just moaned louder as I used my abs to slam my cock as far down into the dark haired dude's mouth as possible. Fuck it felt great getting eaten out and burying my cock in the other dude's hot throat. The blonde had unbuttoned his jeans while eating out my ass and was holding his cock against his abs and his precum was flowing down into his small bush. They traded off sucking my cock and eating my ass as I reached down and tweaked their nips. I pulled both of their heads up and looked down at them and said "I wanna fuck both of your hot asses." Both of them just moaned and the dark haired dude said "FUCK YES!!!," and the blonde got up on his feet to pull his jeans off and the black haired dude followed. I told both of them to lean against the big rock and I played with both their hot asses as both were licking my pecs and the blonde was licking out one of my arm pits. Both had small bubble butts, the dark haired dude had just a soft down on his hot tanned ass and the blonde was smooth as a baby's ass. As they sucked on my pecs, I reached back to both of their asses and got one...then 2 fingers in their mancunts and both jerked forward and moaned. The dark haired dude said "Oh man fuck my ass with that huge cock dude....I need that cock in my ass!!!!" The blonde kinda slumped over supporting himself on the rock and his tight jock ass clinched my fingers and he pushed back onto my hand and groaned deep. He said, "Fuck man I need your cock!!!" I pulled my fingers out of the blonde and spit down on my hard cock and left my fingers in the dark haired dude's hot ass and finger fucked him as he too groaned like hell. I placed my cock head on his pink hole and just leaned my muscle into his jock ass and let my 9" slide up his gut and my one hand held him around the side of his waist as he yelled out "Oh God man, fuck my ass!! He gasped for breath and I just burried my cock into his belly and my abs were on his ass. I started plowing his hole and his body tensed up and his fists were pounding the rock in front of him. "Dude you are going to make me shoot...your cock feels so hot in my ass!!!". I thought to myself...no fucking way is he going to shoot yet; so I pulled all the way out and slid 3 fingers up his mancunt and pulled my others out of the dark haired dude and replaced them with my thick cock and just plowed into him....I could just tell he wanted it hard and deep!!!! He yelled out OH FUCK ME MAN FUCK ME HARD!!!! I grabbed up onto one of his pecs and held on while I pulled all the way out of him and shoved all the way in his gut and he said "I want your fucking load filling me up man....PLEASE fill me up with your load dude!!!" I fucked him so hard....I planted my workboot toes into the dirt for as much leverage as I could get to plow him hard and fucking deep!!! He yelped and was gasping like the blonde had before. I fucked so hard I had sweat running off my abs onto his lower back into his hot ass crack. The blonde had his hand around his probably 7-1/2" cock and a long rope of precum hung down about a foot towards the ground, from his cock head. I plowed into the dark haired dudes hairy mancunt and watched it grab onto my shaft milking me. I slammed into his gut and pulled him towards me and he groaned and said "OH FUCK I CAN"T HOLD IT BACK MAN....I GOTTA SHOOT...FUCK!!!!!" I slammed into him and my muscle tensed up in my abs and legs and I started to blow what felt like huge ropes of cum in his belly, and his head leaned back on me and he said "FUCK I CAN FEEL YOU FILLING ME UP MAN!!! The blonde put his arm over onto the dark haired dude's back as to comfort him as I blew into the dude and I could feel his hot ass milkin my thick cum up into his gut and I moaned leaning down on his back and his body jumped back at me as I looked down and saw his 8" cock blow thick ropes of cum all over the rock, and he moaned "Oh shit man, you are filling me up dude!!" I kept pumping till every rope had shot up into him and when I pulled out, one long rope of cum pulled out and was running down his hot crack onto his ball sack and just hung there as I moved over to the blonde's hot ass. I plowed into him using some of my cum on my cock head to lube his hot hole and buried into his gut. When I cum, my cock stays rock hard until I'm totally wore out from fucking; so I was good to go to plow the blonde's hot ass too!!! I leaned my pecs down on his back and he yelled out "Plow me like you did Ronnie, man!!!" Ok so NOW I know the dark hair dude's name. So I said, "What's your name hot fuck?" He grunted, and said "Kevin." I said, "Kevin, I am going to make you shoot that fucking load without touching your cock man!" He said "Oh man...do it...fuck me hard!!!" I pistoned my thick cock in his hot little ass and Ronnie had his hands all over my lats and lower back as I dove into Kevin. Kevin gasped and said "Oh man you are tearing me up....oh shit!!!!" I kept plowing and felt his abs tighten under my hands and he groaned and yelled "I'M FUCKING CUMING MAN!!!!!" I looked down and his cock was rock hard straight up towards his abs and he moaned with his head resting on his forearm on the rock. Kevin groaned and his body shook under me and he started blowing this huge load all over his abs and the rock in front of him and he started whimpering and then yelled "Oh man you are fucking draining me dude!!!" As soon as he said that my muscle tightened and I could feel some of his cum running down onto my hands around his waist and I blew another big ass load into his belly and I just kept my cock burried in him while we both stopped blowing our ropes and I leaned my pecs back down on his sweaty back. Both dudes stood up and both started kissing me and my neck while their hands stroked my wet cock their wet abs brushed against mine coating my love trail with their seed. We pulled our jeans up and we hadn't noticed that we had a fucking audience of dudes behind trees and one dude we could see had shot his load because his cock was still hard with a rope of cum hanging from his cock as he pulled up his shorts. I told Ronnie and Kevin what hot fucks they were and asked them if they knew each other and they said that they were fraternity brothers and want us to get together soon so I can feed them my load too. I told them that would be hot and they both want to get a room off campus for the 3 of us to fuck all night. I told them I would have them over but have a roomie and they said it was cool cause they would gladly pay for the room if I would fuck them again. I told them we would definitely get together soon!
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I'm a young guy looking for loads. Depending on my class schedule and a few other things, I try to make it over to the park as often as possible. And that's what I did a few days ago. On Wednesday, between classes, I walked over to this park near the campus. It's a large park with bushes, trees, BBQ's and 2 bath houses -- one is located near the entrance and the other is down by the lake. I checked out the bath house by the lake and there were a bunch of guys hanging around, feeling each other up. But the action was largely limited to jacking off and sucking. That was fine, but I was looking for something more. I hung around for awhile hoping to find a guy with similar interests, but all those guys were doing was pretty basic stuff. So I decided to walk back up to the entrance to check out the toilet there. When I got there I thought the place was deserted and was about to leave when this guy, about 25, wearing only a tee shirt and jeans, approached. As he passed by, his hand brushed my ass. Could have been accidental, I thought. I didn't make a move. I was playing it safe just in case. There've been cops and bashings there, so I wanted to be sure this guy was legit before I did anything. But then he walked back toward me and stopped close by and a little behind me. Again his hand touched my rear. Nothing accidental about that. I didn't resist. He became bolder. Through my corduroys I felt his finger probing my crack. Before I knew it he had his hand down my pants, and his rough finger entered my hole. In broad daylight. Out there in the open. I was a cool day, and most of the straights had stayed home. Without saying a word, he pulled his hand out of my waist band and walked into the men's room. I followed. We ended up at the urinals. He unzipped and pulled out his dick. Though not hard, his growth got me aroused. Meekly I stood beside him, surveying his privates out of the corner of my eye. After what seemed like an eternity, his beautiful stream of yellow piss began pounding the back of the urinal. I could hold back no longer and reached over and wrapped my fist around his dick. His flow stopped abruptly, as he turned, dick hanging out, and messaged me through my still zippered fly. I bent over to take him in my mouth, sweet dewlets of piss still clinging to his dick hole. He reached down my back to grope my ass. One thing led to another and we got kind of close -- balls, tits, mouth to mouth, the whole bit. Before I knew it my pants were down around my ankles. Again he started working my crack. This time only a thin layer of briefs separated his fingers from my ass. I felt his finger and cotton being pressed up my hole. I'd hoped something like this would happen, and that I'd get what I was looking for. A second later my briefs were down around my knees. Whether he pulled them down or I had, I don't remember. I get very cooperative when it cums to certain activities. He spit on his fingers and applied his spit to my hole. I pulled my bottle of poppers out of my jacket. I always carry the stuff. You never know when you're going to need it. And in times like this it cums in handy. It pays to be prepared. I let out an sigh of relief as his dick made its first pass at my ass. I reached behind me to align his dick with my hole. But his first attempt at entry failed cause I'm so damn tight. He bent over and spit directly on my hole. By then I was wanting it bad and took several more hits of the poppers. On the next try his dick slid in me. It felt so good! That was what I needed. A dick up my ass. I felt his dick stretch my mancunt and felt him start to thrust back and forth inside me. This is what I live for, I thought. I just wanted a load deep inside me. Pure white mancum, his seed, anyone's seed, deep inside me. Too quickly for my taste, but probably about 10 minutes later, he began moaning and pounding me harder. And shot. When he pulled out I realized how sore my ass had become from having been had with only a bit of spit as lubricant. His dick, while not excessively long, was thick. As we pulled our pants up, more to make small talk than anything, I spoke for the first time. I asked if he had cum. Of course I knew he had. But that's really important to me. To make sure I walk away with a load deep inside. He said "Yeah, you got a 7 day load in your gut." As I walked back to the campus, and for the rest of the afternoon, I could feel his jizz dripping out of me, soiling my briefs. Must have been quite a load.
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Anthony's screeching paused precisely as the pipes overhead took a deep hissing breath. Somewhere in the deep cement walls a furnace turned on, a boiler began driving pressure into the tubes throughout the building. Water rushed overhead, cramming itself down the channels, desperate for release from a valve or faucet. The relief would not come until morning; no one was in the building again until morning, except for Anthony and Trevor. The water built up pressure, causing creaks and moans made by metallic trying to bend, trying to give way. But a tube can only give way so much, before busting itself open in a rainshower of fluids. The hissing subsided. The water overhead found a new, if temporary stasis. Still, deep in the walls, iron moaning could be heard; grunts of iron. Soon echoed by grunts, again, from Anthony. Trevor leaned his arm forward more, raising the volume on Anthony's panicked cries. Soon, the pipes could not be heard over the din of Anthony's terrified wailing. Trevor shut out the sound of Anthony's voice and leaned inward. Trevor lifted one knee from where he was kneeling. His legs were stiffening from standing on the hard tile for so long. He braced himself with his other knee and pushed his weight forward. Somewhere inside Anthony's guts, organs began shifting position, cramming themselves against his rib cage. Anthony made a fist and banged the wall in time with a rhythmic scream. Trevor's elbow was now entirely within Anthony's sphincter. In the walls a loud creak began pressing against it's cement casing. Water pressure was building again. Somewhere, a furnace's rumble began churning. Anthony suddenly swung his arm around. He grabbed Trevor's bicep, patting around, trying to blindly decipher where the young man's arm ended and his sphincter began. He fingered around the edges of the hole, feeling the swollen red lumps of flesh. Then back a bit up Trevor's arm. "No," Anthony whimpered. He pulled his arm forward again, braced it stiff against the wall beside his other one. "Okay, look - no. This can't happen. Something doesn't feel right." Anthony's leg began suddenly bobbing up and down from fatigue. He stiffened it, but when he relaxed it again, the bobbing resumed. He hung his head and looked at the wet tiles. A drop of water hung from the tip of his nose. He panted: "Trevor, you gotta pull out." The drop of water fell from his nose. The pain began in his stomach again. He thrust his head up and stared at the showerhead sticking out of the wall. He pipes behind it were creaking with pressure. He moaned, long and low, and he felt Trevor leaning inward again. "Trevor!" he shouted. "For fuck sake NO! Something is fucked up!" ""Shut up," Trevor said, quiet. Anthony wasn't sure he heard him. "Trevor - fuck - Something is tearing- "SHUT UP, MAG," Trevor shouted. "Trev - I can't-" "Nothing, dude," Trevor interrupted. "This happens. Nothing stops it. Don't make me think about it. Just shut up and get this over with!" He leaned inward. Anthony's legs gave way and he shrieked. The noise was cut short by his head slamming the wet walls. His knees went down hard, jerking Trevor's arm in a new angle, Anthony let out a shriek and reached around again with his hand. "Get up," Trevor said. He slapped Anthony's hand away from his arm. "On your feet dude, like we agreed! Get UP" He lifted his huge arm upwards, causing Anthony to holler more. "I can't man," Anthony cried. Tears began in his eyes. "For the love of god, Trevor, Something is fucked up inside - pull it out man! Please! Please-" He was bawling. "UP," Trevor yanked his arm up again. Anthony planted one foot on the wet floor, and began walking his arms up the wall. At standing, he reached around again. Trevor slapped his hand, and gave his arm a twist. Anthony howled. As the noise subsided, the pipes overhead began to hiss again. "Stop, man!" Anthony said, lower, trying to sound controlled. "Look, I'll do Togo's arm again. I'll do it fucking twice! Please! I'll take half the fucking team! Just get that thing OUT OF ME!" "Wouldja shut up, Magliardi? You were the fuckhead who said twenty-one," Trevor shouted. "Togo took Jim's twenty, makes a few bucks, but you gotta be a musclehead tough guy. You said twenty-one, easy. I got four hundred on this. So shut the fuck up, man - this is all on you not me!" "FUCK YOU, TREV!" Anthony shouted. "I got over a fucking grand from half the team on the fucking line, and I could care the fuck less! You saw what happened to Kevin-" "Don't mention Kevin!" Trevor twisted his arm quickly. Anthony yowled again. Trevor leaned inward, easing his bicep into Anthony's engorged hole. The yowling continued for a few minutes. The echoes bounced off the shower walls, leaking through the locker room, subsiding a moment after Anthony's own voice eased off. "It's not worth it," Anthony cried. He began to sob. "Fuck man please," he was sniffling. The drops from his chin weren't from the condensing steam of the shower room, nor from his own sweat. He was crying hard. "God Trevor, you're gonna fuck me up for life!" "And be four hundred richer," Trevor said quietly. "You're gonna ruin me - fucking rupture some shit-" he interrupted his plea to screech again. Then resumed sobbing. "Please, god, please! Fuck Trevor, PLEASE!" "Twenty one-inch bicep," Trevor said, low and angry. "'I can easy take a twenty-one,' you told 'em. Took a twenty, so you can do this. Shut your fucking pussy mouth and OPEN-" Trevor shoved, Anthony screeched "YOUR-" More force from the huge arm - higher shrills from the gaping mouth. "FUCKING-" Another shove, another scream. "FAG-" Deeper, louder. "ASS!" Anthony's wailing cut short. His body held still; he had a slight nausea building. He stared, mouth agape, at the shower head. His voice would give way to no more wailing; shock had taken over. His eyes quivered. He felt something shifting; felt the bicep sliding into his hole. The pipes are in the walls, whining, accompanied by a low chuckle from Trevor. Anthony's throat made clicking noises. He tried to scream, but wheezing came out. He could feel the arm now, only as pressure. The pain was not in his ass, it was in his stomach, his chest. He reached around, feeling for the girth of Trevor's massive, hard arm. Anthony patted a thick, tense mound of muscle, examining it. He kept tracing the muscle, trying to draw the line up the massive muscle to the shoulder. Suddenly his hand went limp, one finger gently tracing the muscle. Anthony could not find where the muscle met Trevor's shoulder, because, he realized, this WAS Trevor's shoulder. Trevor held his blonde cheek close to Anthony's ass muscles. He panted from the work, and kept chuckling. Somewhere dripping water could be heard, spattering, sloppy onto cement. Anthony stayed quiet for fifteen minutes. Twenty minutes. The two young men stayed in their position, holding still. A perverse statue of coiled muscle and pain. At one point, Anthony closed his eyes, visualizing his buddy Trevor, seeing him as he looked in the showers that very afternoon. Trevor was the biggest on the team; a steroid junky at 19 years, and a freak of proportions. His was the muscleman distorted into a freak of blonde, swelled muscle. Considered grotesque by so many, and the envy of the entire team. His buddy's knew his measurements like their middle names; 54-inch chest, 34 inch waist, 31 inch quads, 21 inch arms . . . Trevor's arms were the ultimate bet, the ultimate proof of just how much pain one young man could stand. And how much humiliation. Anthony, indeed, survived the experience, and had no permanent damage. It took quite a while for the pain and cramping to subside, and the lack of lubricant left him with hemhorroids for weeks. However, if his own track was spared, the pipe system of the ancient athletic building was not. The pipes, indeed, could not take the pressure of the relentless, methodical boiler. That night, there was a pipe burst, in the men's locker room, Inches of water splattered onto the floor. Two custodians, in the next building, rushed over, barging into the locker room. As the story was told over and over, Trevor's name was forgotten. Perhaps it was because he was an intimidating young man, whom no one would want to anger with slander casually. Perhaps Trevor was left out of the details because of how shocking, how amazing a sight Anthony must have been to the two confused janitors. The most likely reason was that Anthony was expelled two days later for lewd behavior. Trevor graduated in May. After graduation, eight of the men from the team took a trip to Cancun. Trevor's was generously paid for. $1,400.00 had found their way into his pocket the very evening Anthony was expelled. The money that was meant for Anthony Magliardi sat in the designated kitty - locker 467 - and when the group of boys who had set up the bet resumed, they saw that Trevor was clearly the hero of the day, and deserved Anthony's share of the loot. Anthony was not so keen of the idea, and made certain that his former teammates knew this at a house party in June. Togo hastily explained to Anthony that the bet was taking his TEAMMATE'S arm. Seeing as he was expelled, he lost the bet. Anthony's name had been smeared over school as Mag the Fag, he was dumped by his girl, and put into counseling by his folks. The scar of humiliation stuck for years after. Any in-joke to gay sex being known as "Magging out." None of this sat well with Anthony, who had spent his days of expulsion bulking his own frame. He was nowhere near as big as Trevor McGinty, but he could have easily taken Tom Goddard. In fact, at that part, he tried, swinging a solid punch to the jaw of the team's instigator, Togo. "Now THAT was NOT such a smart thing to do, Mag," Tom Goddard said, rubbing his chin on the ground. Around him stood Trevor McGinty, Kevin Hugo, Bones Garret; all of Anthony's former teammates. "Get up, Togo you bastard!" Anthony shouted. He whipped off his tanktop, revealing his muscular body in an attempt to intimidate. "I'm not going to fight you, Mag," Togo said, standing up slowly, hand still on his jaw. "What, you gonna set the rest of these pricks on me?" Anthony nodded towards his former buddies. They all glared at Anthony, with snarls on their slightly drunken faces. All except Trevor. He leaned against the porch railing, smiling. "Oh, we're not gone fight you, Mag," Togo said. "We're gonna give you another chance." "Chance at what," Anthony shouted. "Letting that fucking moose tear me open again? I don't think so." "No, you won't have to do that," Togo grinned. "You already agreed to not do that. In fact - the way I heard the story - so long as Trevor here doesn't stick his huge ass arm up your cunt, you'd be willing to take my baby twice, and then half the team." Anthony's face dropped. He looked around at his former teammates faces. One by one, they caught on to Togo's idea. One by one, their snarls turned to grins. Anthony charged at Togo, but before he could swing, Kevin, Bones and three other guys pounced him. In a moment his shorts were yanked off and he was being dragged by his ankles to a dark back corner of the yard. As they yanked his mighty legs open, someone suggested they drag him a little further out. "My dad just put in an automatic sprinkler," the voice said. "Take him further into the woods. As they dragged the 230 pounds of Mag the Fag into the thicket behind the house, Anthony could hear the gurgling of water in pipes buried deep within the lawn. And somewhere, back near the house, a deep chuckling.
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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.
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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!
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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!!!
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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!
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I sat down at the only terminal open inthe college library. I hate doing work in here. It stinks, of oldbooks and the chirs are the kind that put your ass to sleep in 15 minutes. The worst part was that I was going to be there ALL day. I was doing Web research for a class that I had only been to once in the first quarter, and that time the professer was on sick and I was rather pissed. But that was in the past and now here I am in the library my ass asleep and my eyes watering. I had been here for 3 hours and it was time for walk and piss break. The library was less crowed and I didn't have to worry about losing my terminal. Most of the terminals were vacant by now. I got up and staggered to the john, as I opend the door I nearly hit an older man with the door. "I am sorry about that," I said as the rather nice looking man walked passed me. "My fault entirely, pardon me." We made eye contact that held a bit longer than normal. More like a "knowing" look than just a glance. He was notbad looking as I passed him. My guess he was about 40'ish and slim, with a full head of hair and rather hairy arms. I was quite a looker my self. After all I was in my prime 21 6'1" 190 and buitl like you wouldn't believe. A Daddy Bear, just the way I like them. I didn't get a good look at his package, but oh well. I go to the urnal and wip out my 7.5 incher, and take a nice long piss. My prick is starting to remember the guy at the door. I stroke my self for a minute or two, to try to take the pressure off. Then I stuff it down my left thigh and wash my hands and go out the door. As I return to my computer there is only one other person around. The cute guy was sitting behind and to the left of me. After another hour I deide to call it a day. First I want to see if I can hook up with a good fuck in a local chat room. After about ten minutes of no action I was about to leave when I got a message asking the usual stuff. I told him I was a hot and horny top ooking for a tight ass to plant my 7.5 inch fuck rod in. He came back with saying that he would love for me to fill both his holes. "Great, are you free tonight?" "You could say that." "Want to FUCK :)" "More than anything!!!!!!!!" "What do you look like?" "Use the eyes God gave you," I heard a voice say. I turn around with a start to see my bathroom guy with a tent starting to form in his pants. "Well do you like what you see?" "Fuck yeah, I liked it when I almost broke your nose with the bathroom door. Do you have a place we go? I live at home with my parents." I ask. "I have an apartment, bu you got me so hot that I can't wait that long. I have connections here in the library and I can find a private place we can go and fuck!!!!!" "Fine with me." With that I packed up my stuff and I followed him to the circulation desk. He told me to wait by the elevator and wait. He walked over and talked to the man behind the desk. The both exchanged words and laughed as if the knew each other. The man handed him a key and walked back to me. We took the elevator down to the basement, where some of the staff members have offices. We walked in he locked the door behind him. I threw my stuff in a corner and met him at the corner of the desk. We talked a bit more. "So what do you want to do to me sonny?" "Well hey how about your name first?" "Later, just call me Daddy for now." "Cool, just what I wanted. Well I would push you down and make you suck my big cock. and then I will plant my seed deep in your ass." "Yeah just what I need. I have an itch that needs to be scratched, and I think that only you can reach it." With that we meet in a kiss that lasts forever. Our tounges are all over each other's faces and necks. I start to take off his shirt and play with his nipples. And then replace my hands with my mouth. He let out a low moan. His hands are runnimg all over my back. He reaches in my pants and pulls off my shirt over my head, and I unbuckel his pants and the fall to the floor. He bends downto take off his shoes. As he tries to get up I push him back down to the tent in my pants. I rub my tent across his face. Teasing him with it. He starts to lick it through the thick dinem of my jeans. He unzips my pants and fetches my dick from my thigh. "There is what I am looking for. Give me that piece of meat." "Here you go Daddy, lick your boy's dick." He starts at the base of my cock where it is attached to my balls and licks and nibbles his way to my big head. Then he works his way back down the sides until it is completly covered in his spit. He is about ready to finally take my cock in his mouth when I pull back and order him to lick my boy cunt clean. I turn around and rest my hands on the side of the desk and raise my ass in the air, a little for him to eat. He starts licking at the base of my nut sack in between my legs, and slowly works his way up to my boy pucker. He grazes over it on his way up y crack to the small of my back, only to go back to my balls again. After a few minutes I reach around and push his face to my hole. He makes "X" marks with his tounge on my hairy hole, before diving in with full force. Boy what a feeling. There is nothing betther than having your ass being eaten alive. Every now and again he thrusts his finger in my ass and starts pushng my love button, which causes my cock to leake pre-cum like water. After 10 minutes of this tratment, I turn around and rest my well eaten ass on the dest and let my Daddy go back to work on my cock. By now it is covered in pre-cum, he quickly licks it cleas with his talented mouth. As he continues to suck my rod he plays with my balls and hole again. Then he pushes it in and plays with my prostate and that puts me over the edge. I start pimping a 5 day pent up load into his egar mouth. He tries to eat mot of it but some evades him and runs down my cock. After my climax subsides a little, and my breathing is normal he looks up at me in disapointment. "What's wrong?" "I never got to ge fucked by his nice dick." "If you lick it some more I will see what I can do." He didn't have to be told twice. He took me in his hot mouth again and slowly started to suck. Shortly there after I got as hard as a rock again. My dick was already lubed enough from the mixture of spit and cum. He took me over to the chair and had me sit in it. He grabbed onto the desk and lowered his hot Daddy cunt to my prick. I didn't have to do a thing, just sit back and enjoy the show and the great feeling. My head sliped in with a po and then he hesitated for a moment before taking the rest of my cock, in one downward thrush my cock slid easly into his hole, all the way to the hilt. Using the desk he pulled and pushed himself on my dick. I just set backwith my hnds behind my head and I saw my shaft disapear into he hot hole. After he picked up the pace a little, I don't know what came over me, animal lust or something. I lifted him off my cock, turned him around and flung him on the desk throwing everything that was on it to the floor. There he was my Daddy spread wide open ready for me to plow his as again. I slidin easily and the pulled almost completly out and the thrust back in again. After each withdrawl, I pushed in faster and harder, until we were nothing but a blurr of lust. "Yeah, take my big dick up your tight hole. I am going to fuck you as hard as I can, till my balls dump another load deep in you!!!!" "Feels fucking hot. Yeah Fuck your Daddy. Give it to me as hard as you can, I can take what ever you can give me and then some." With that said, I doubled my efforts on the invasion of his ass. I could tell I was winning, when he started yelling and jacking his cock. He yelled more foul words that I have ever heard before as his balls opened the flood gates. Cum erupted from his cock shooting all over him, and myself. Not to mention the desk and the floor. His climax trigered mine and his ass milked me dry. Because I had just cum, there was not much to spray in his hole. His shots outlasted mine. With one last shot, a big glob of cum went over his head and landed on something on the floor. I then colapse onto his chest, my cock still in him, and the cum glues us together. It is then that I notice the big wad of cum on a plate. Mr. Mc----DE, Department of --ology. I take my fingers and scoop up the rest of the cum, to uncover his name.........Mr. McBRIDE. Department of Biology. Oh my God I had just plowed my Biology teacher. "You are my Biology teacher!!!" "Are you sure, I would never forget a body like yours." "Yes I really don't go to class. I have friends that do everything for me. But they wouldn't do the paper that is due next week. That was what I was working on when I had to take a piss and ran into you." "What a small world. Well you don't have to worry about that paper anymore. In fact you don't have to worry about the class any more either. If you always fuck this good, you could major in Biology and not know a thing." "That is fine with me. I love your tight Daddy hole. I just wish that all of my classs could be this easy." "I will see what I can do with the rest of your teachers!!" But that is a different story.
