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Every Memorial day, my wife's parents have a family picnic. Wherever you are, what every you are doing, you are expected to drop everything and make the trip down from Cleveland to North Carolina. This past Memorial day, I was unable to make it due to work commitments. My wife left on Friday morning, and would be returning on Tuesday after Memorial Day. That left me 4 days home alone. Besides work, I had a lot of yard work to catch up on. We had just moved out to a rural area and I was in charge of roto-tilling almost 3/4 acre to get the vegetable garden ready. It was supposed to be a nice few days, so I got to work on it Saturday. Obviously, with the wife gone, my thoughts turned to a little bit of fun with a guy who I get together with every now and then. I e mailed him and he said he would be busy all weekend and unable to hook up. I was devastated. I had gone out and bought a new tube of KY lube and wanted to use it. I resigned myself to spending the weekend alone. I went out and rented a few porn videos, with thoughts of getting out my wifes dildo and going it alone. I changed into a pair of shorts and did not wear a shirt - I wanted to get a little bit of sun. I was busting my ass tilling up weeds, rocks and roots. Sweat was pouring out of me. I leaned over the tiller and took a short rest. A pickup truck slowed down and pulled off the the side of the road and honked the horn. Being out in the middle of nowhere, I'm used to people stopping and asking directions to the highway. They guy leaned over and yelled out the window "Looks like you could use a beer!" I wiped the sweat off of my face and said "thats the understatement of the year". He said "I'll pull in to your driveway and you can take a break". I shut the tiller down and walked up to the house. He opened up a cooler in the bed of his truck and there was at least a case of Labatt Blue (My favorite, being born and raised in Toronto Canada!). He introduced himself as Dave and said he was my next door neighbor (my nearest neighbor lives about a mile down the road) He said he had seen me working in the yard and cutting the grass on several occasions, but did not have an opportunity to welcome me to the "neighborhood" (we moved in July 2001). I sucked down the first beer, and it tasted like more. Before I knew it, I had drank 5 beers, Dave had 6. I was a half passed buzzed and said I needed to get my cigarettes from the house. I asked Dave in, gave him a tour of the place and headed down to the basement. It is nice and cool down there, and I had a refrigerator stocked with beer for the long weekend. My computer is also down there and Dave asked me if I had internet access. I logged on and he suggested a porn site he liked to visit. I let him sit in the driver's seat, and he clicked around and opened a few pictures of women getting fucked by studs with big cocks. Each picture we looked at, he said "nice size cock, eh?" I agreed with him. I started to get butterflies, wondering what he was getting at. After a few more fuck pictures, he clicked on a picture of a guy with his cock up another guy's ass. He tried to act surprised, and said "oops, what the hell is that?" We both kind of laughed nervously. He asked if I ever looked at that type of stuff, and I said "sure, I'm into just about anything". He clicked on another picture. This one, another guy was getting fucked in the ass doggie style, while sucking another stud's cock. "Nice" I said. Dave said "yaahhh!" and started to rub the bulge in his pants. My cock was already stiffening under my shorts. I drew closer behind Dave, and pressed my bulge against his back. That was all the subtle hint he needed. He turned around and looked up at me from the computer chair. I smiled at him, unbuttoned my shorts, pulled my zipper down and yanked my shorts and underwear off. My stiff cock was at his mouth level, and he put his hands around my ass and drew my cock into his mouth. It felt like heaven. Dave's tongue moved over my shaft as his head bobbed back and forth. I was getting so hot watching my cock disappear and then reappear from his lips. His hands massaged my ass cheeks and then came around and cupped my sack. Soon, I pulled Dave's lips from my hard cock and guided him off of the chair. He stood about 6'1, muscled and looked to be about 35 or 40. I kissed him deeply, our tongues intertwining. I asked him if he'd care to go upstairs to someplace more comfortable. I took Dave by the hand and lead him into the bedroom, where we kissed while I started to unbutton his pants. His bulging cock flopped out of it's restraints, and I felt the smooth hardness in my hands as he stepped out of his jeans and underwear. What a magnificent piece of meat. He had to be a good 8", thick and a bush patch of pubic hair surrounding it. I stepped back to admire his body, then dropped to my knees and took his cock hungrily into my mouth. I could feel him tensing his cock as I sucked it and licked it. My head bobbed up and down, as his hands guided the back of my head - forcing it farther over his huge shaft. I gagged a bit, but took it all in stride. Each time I put my tongue over his slit, I could taste his pre-cum oozing out. My head was dizzy with thoughts of having this wonderful cock shooting a hot load in my mouth. I went to work with purpose, sucking slightly harder on his blood engorged cock. Slurping and sucking, my tempo increased. I fondled his balls and ran my fingers up and down the crack of his ass. I stopped only for a moment to put some spit on my middle finger and inserted it in his hole, and continued to suck his cock. My finger probed deep into him, finding his prostate. Dave was moaning with the pleasure I was giving him. I looked up at him, and his head was tilted back as he thrust his hips into my face. Soon, his moans started to emanate from his throat, like some kind of animal. His thrusts became more urgent, and I knew he was going to blow his load. No, I thought. Not yet. I'm not through with him. I pulled my face away from his stiff shaft and laid him on the bed. I went over to the TV, turned it on, and shoved in the male fuck flick into the VCR. I came back and straddled his face with my legs and shoved my cock into his mouth. I turned my head to watch the action on the TV while Dave sucked and licked my cock. My hips started to move in rhythm with the action on the screen. A blond stud was getting his cock sucked by a young brown haired guy. Dave was no slouch in the looks department either. His mouth was hot and wet, but I had other ideas on when I was going to cum. I took the tube of KY off of the headboard and poured a glob of it on my fingers. Lifting my ass up, I reached around and found the opening of my ass and inserted my fingers. The coldness of the lube kind of surprised me, and I took a quick breath. I told Dave to put his fingers up my ass and open me up, because I wanted his cock inside me. He did as he was told. First one finger, then two, then three. I'd rather be stretched out before hand, than suffer the pain of initial penetration. Dave's meaty fingers probed the depth of my man cunt, stretching me out little by little while he continued to suck on my hard cock. The action on the TV was hot and heavy too. Blond guy was blowing a load all over brown haired guys face. I'm not ready to cum yet, but I'm getting there. Removing my cock from Dave's mouth cause a suction noise. The coolness of the air against my wet cock felt absolutely frigid. I moved down on Dave's body and found the thick cock he was sporting and ran it up and down the length of my lubed ass. He arched his hips and I put the head at the opening of my ass hole. I lowered my ass down onto his shaft slowly. The head of his cock penetrated the tight opening of my man cunt. So far so good. Slowly I lowered my ass onto him little by little. Even with being pre-stretched by his fingers, there was some pain. I was in control of how much of this pole I was going to allow inside me at one time. I'd go down an inch or so and get used to the pain. Eventually, he was balls to the wall - all the way inside me. I stopped for a few moments to get used to Dave's entire length. I turned to the action on the TV. There was heavy breathing and moans that mirrored blond stud's cock going in and out of brown hair guy's ass. Blonde guy was fucking brown haired guy like a bitch. Brown haired guy was on his back with his legs in the air, and blond guy was on top of him, missionary style. That's what I wanted, but not just yet. I was sitting on Dave, and his cock was impaling me. Slowly, I moved my ass off of his shaft. It felt like fire in my hole. I needed to take a breath and readjust to the void left by his cock. It burned like a hot poker. The pain subsided and I let my ass go back down, engulfing his hardness. Less pain this time. That's a good thing. It's been too long since I've had my ass invaded by a cock. Pulling my ass up off of his shaft once more, the pain was gone! I looked down at Dave and our eyes met. He knew what I was thinking. I wanted it. I wanted to be fucked by his cock - hard and fast. I rode him for a minute or two more. Slowly. I laid down on him, and we kissed deeply, as his cock moved in and out of my man cunt. Our hips moved in rhythm. His cock was big enough where it did not come out of my hole as we made love. Dave moaned and whispered that "he wanted to fuck me like the slut bitch I was". We both rolled our bodies in unison, now I was on my back and Dave was on top of me. During the "roll over" my ass muscles tightened so much, Dave almost got milked and came before he wanted to. He pulled out of my ass and paused, looking at the ceiling. His heavy breaths told me what was going on. When he got himself back under control, he took both of my legs and raised them in the air, exposing my hole completely. Dave spit on his right hand and stroked his enormous tool and put the head of it back to my awaiting ass. It seemed like an eternity between the time he pulled out and the time he finally re-entered me. I was good and relaxed, so when he shoved the length of his cock up me, there was no pain what so ever, only pleasure. He had the view of the TV now, I could not see it - I could only only hear the heavy breathing, moans and groans of pleasure and imagine what blond stud was doing to brown hair guy. Dave sank the length of his shaft deep into me, and withdrew - almost to the point of being totally out of me. Then he would shove it back in. I was in extasy. Dave bent over and kissed me deeply as he fucked my hot, willing ass. I stretched my neck to see the action going on with the video. Dave responded by picking me up and moving me sideways across the bed, so we could both see the TV. Blonde guy was pounding brown haired guy's ass faster and faster. Dave responded by increasing the tempo of his thrusts accordingly. The heat of the friction of Dave's ass against my ass wass like an aphrodisiac. I tried to meat his thrusts with thrusts of my own. I could feel my own prostate being massaged by his cock. I have never been so satisfied in my life. Dave's shaft was pounding my ass like a piston, and I was loving it. Each thrust caused his sack to hit above my ass crack, the sound was so satisfying. His hands had my ankles and held them at the 12 o'clock position, as his cock pummled me incessantly. In a moment of genius, Dave pulled out of me and had me roll over and get on my hands and knees while he mounted me from behind. He found the tube of KY on the headboard and applied some to his hand and lubed up the shaft of my cock. The left over lube, he withdrew from my ass and reapplied it to the length of his shaft and re- inserted it in me. I could now jack myself off as he fucked me from behind like a dog. I felt so filthy and dirty listening to the sound of his cock slamming in and out of my ass while I jacked my own cock off. Dave slammed his cock into me harder and harder. My head was buried in a pillow, my shoulders absorbing the thrusts of his cock. His moaning began again, which was the signal to me that he couldn't hold on much longer. It wouldn't be long now till he came. Faster and faster his thrusts became. I could hear the sounds of the porn video and Daves grunts and the sound of his flailing cock in one beautiful harmony. Dave's breath became short and labored as his cock spasmed and quivered inside of my man cunt. I could feel the white hot jets of his cum shooting into me. That was all I needed to whack my own rod into a mind blowing orgasm. Dave's guttural moans emanating from deep in his throat caused me to keep cumming and cumming while his cock pounded my ass mercilessly. He collapsed on top of me as my knees buckled. I could still feel his magnificent cock spasming as we booth lay sweating and gasping for air. It took several minutes before we could manage to move. Dave's now soft cock was forced out of my ass. He rolled over onto his back. I gathered up the strength to get up and go between his legs and suck his now flacid cock. His cock was slippery with his cum and some KY jelly and tasted like heaven. When I was finished cleaning his cock, I moved back over him and kissed him - our tongues intertwining once more. We got up and hopped in the shower together. Dave's body was still tense with sexual tension. We finished up the shower and dried off and got dressed. We drank a few more beers and those feelings started to come up again. I grabbed the tube of KY, shoved it in my pocket and we headed outside. We went behind my barn. There, we stood facing each other, Dave reached over and pulled me to him and we kissed. "I want you again" he whispered. "I have to have you" he moaned. "Yes!" I said to him as we tore off our clothes right then and there. I went to relube my ass, but he stopped me. "You should still be hot and wet" he told me. With that, Dave spit into the opening of my ass hole and spit on his hand and smeared it on his engorged cock. He probed the entrance to me once more and uncerimoniously shoved the length of his cock inside my awaiting hole. It burned once more like a hot poker, but the pain quickly subsided. He went to work immediately - his shaft impaling my now tender ass. We fucked like two animals in the cool grass. Once more, his hands had me by the ankles over my head, exposing my willing hole to his merciless thrusts. He fucked my ass like a jack hammer. No slow movement, but a quick paced assault on me. Dave was moaning in no time, and I knew he would not last as long as the last time. Faster and faster his thrust became. He moaned very loudly and pulled out of me spraying his hot load in my face. I reached up and tried to meet his cock with my mouth, but ended up with his white sticky load everywhere but my tongue. Dave smeared the head of his cock all over my face. I took my fingers and moved his load into my mouth to taste the sweetness of his cum. Eventually we both got up and got dressed. I walked him back to his pickup truck and kissed him good bye. His wife and children go out of town every other weekend to see her ex husband for visitation. I can't wait for next week. Maybe my ass will be healed by then.
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After a tough workout at the gym, I went into the locker room to check out the action. There were many guys in various states of undress. Some were naked, but there were men in Calvin Klein boxerbriefs, jockeys, and jockstraps. I love the sight of these almost naked men. When I see a man fully dressed, I always try to imagine what he's wearing underneath. You see, I've always had a thing for underwear (especially jockstraps). A man in a worn and well used jockstrap really gets my juices flowing. There's something about sucking a man through the cotton of his jock that's a turn on for me. One guy was tall and very good looking. He was wearing a blue jockstrap, which barely contained his big package. Turning towards his locker, gave me an unencumbered view of his tight buns, perfectly framed by the straps of his jock. I felt my dick respond, making me tent the front of my running shorts. Before he could see me watching him, my gaze was averted to an equally appealing dude. Naked, the stud had black hair, and a mustache. He was also very hairy. The hair on his chest swirled down to form a beautiful bush, on which nested the largest uncut dick that I'd ever seen. Reaching for a small, white Speedo, I was taking bets as to whether, or not, he would be able to conceal his crotch. I looked in amazement as he stuffed himself into the small pouch! Once he did, I marveled at the basket that he was showing. Seeing my burgeoning basket, the man smiled at me and stroked the front of his suit. Before I could react, someone bumped into my back. I turned and saw a young guy, about 22, dressed in Levi's, with a yellow tank top. Opening the locker next to mine, I watched him strip off the tank top. His muscular arms were outdone by his perfectly chiseled chest. The large pecs and "six pack" abs, made me yearn to see more. Unbuttoning his jeans, he lowered them until I saw his toned and muscular legs. A body builder, I thought. He removed his watch, and the gold chain around his neck. The only piece of jewelry that remained was his wedding ring. Damn, I thought, why are all the studs I find married? Folding his jeans, he placed them in the locker. There he stood, completely naked. Evidently, he had muscles everywhere, as I stared at his dick. It was as perfect as the rest of him! Even flaccid, it was huge. At least 5 inches long, and very thick. He bent over into his gym bag, giving me a perfect view of his bubble butt. I saw him take out a crisp, white jock. When he got it on, I was staring at the man of my dreams! Slipping into a tight pair of gym shorts did nothing to hide his massive basket. I watched, as he put his hand down his shorts, squeezed a few times and, then, rearranged it. He went off to his workout, leaving me with an erection that wouldn't quit. When I slipped into my brief swim trunks, I could feel all the men staring at my hard-on. After successfully jamming my dick into my grey Speedo, I headed for the steam room. I thought this would take care of my stiff dick. The steam clouded my view of the room, so I used the walls to guide me to an empty spot. I found a spot on the second ledge. As I hoisted myself into position, I raked my body over a dude on the first level. In an effort to help me up, I felt his strong hands on the front of my suit. Feeling my erection, he cupped my dick. The feeling was electric. After a few more sensual gropes. I took my seat, immediately above the man. Once on the ledge, my eyes became accustomed to the steam. I saw two men wearing Speedos, like mine, and three others naked, with towels draped across their crotches. The blonde man who helped me up, sat naked, slowly stroking his own dick. I also noticed that two of the other men, were stroking their dicks beneath their towels. Boy, if I came here to control my hard-on, I was certainly in the wrong place! I was about to start fondling myself, when the door opened. Through the haze of steam, I saw that it was the guy wearing the blue jock. He stood in the middle of the room, looking around. When he saw me, he moved over to sit beside me. Even through the steam, I could tell his was looking at me. A moment later, he took my hand and placed it on his crotch. Squeezing it lightly, I could feel him getting hard. His moans told me that I way pleasing him. The blue jock tented to the point of bursting. The cloth rose to expose his balls. I rubbed them until he shifted his position, Bracing his back on the wall next to us, his knees came up, inviting me for a closer inspection. With my head between his knees, I lapped the sweat from his sac. He moaned louder this time, pulling the pouch away from his, equally sweaty, dick. My lips moved to capture the smell of his man-sweat. Licking it slowly, the guy grabbed my head, and I felt the tip of his dick enter my mouth. The blonde beneath us stroked my dick through my Speedos. I grunted as I felt his hand freeing my erection. Stroking both of our hard-ons. I noticed another man joining in and sucking on the blondes stiff prod. Soon, we were surrounded by the other men in the steam room. I felt hands everywhere. My back and legs were treated to gentle caresses from all sides. The man in the blue jock also had his share of hands, as they rubbed his nipples, arms, and belly. He was breathing heavy, and groaning at all the attention being paid to him. I could hear the other men beating off. The steam room orgy was cut short when the door opened. I raised my head off of the dick I had been sucking, as the other men scrambled back to their places. From my vantage point, I could see that is was the muscle stud that I'd been lusting after in the locker room. He had doffed his gym shorts, and untied his hair. It flowed around his shoulders, making him look like a Greek God. He stood in the center of the room, giving me another chance to feast on his beauty. He sat next to two of the men who had been a part of our little group. One man was stroking his own hard dick, while the other one reached over to fondle Mr. Muscle. Pushing away the hands, the man walked away. Scoping out a familiar face, he recognized me, and joined me on my perch. "I was at the gym just to work out. That other stuff in the steam room was totally uncalled for! "I was taking some steam to relax my overworked muscles." "I'm a great masseur." I said. "You want me to work out some of those kinks?" He relaxed, and let me begin. His beefy arms were first. Kneading them, with the proper amount of pressure, had the man moaning with delight. Both shoulders were next. My massage became more sensual. I let my hands stray from his shoulders, to brush across his pecs, This feeling caused him to emit a satisfied moan. My hands played on his rock, hard chest. He groaned, quietly. Running my fingers across his nipples, I could feel them getting as hard as his pecs. My hands moved lower, kneading his abs. His tight muscles relaxed to my touch. Spreading out my fingers, I rubbed his stomach, and waist. Groaning with pleasure, he scooted his back closer to me. My Speedo came in contact with his perfect butt. I was afraid, that when he felt my hard-on, he'd move away as he did with the others. Instead, he nuzzled closer, and I felt him rubbing himself into my groin. I don't know if it was the steam, but I was getting awfully hot in that room! Hearing the anonymous sounds of other men, grunting and groaning, had it's effect on the Greek God sitting against me. My wary fingers made their way to the front of his jock. I felt his dick trapped inside the pouch of the strap. I snuck my fingers under the pouch, and his downy soft balls were churning away, making the stuff that he, regularly, gave to his wife. "Man, that feels great!" he said. At the same time, his hands reached behind him, and lowered the waistband of my suit until my dick sprang forth, finding its resting place between my partners solid asscheeks. Raising his hips, he soon had my dick slipping and sliding between his tight buns. At the same time, I had started stroking the front of his jock. Neither of us had said anything. My hands were too busy stroking his cock, and he was giving my dick a ride between his cheeks. I moaned when I felt some of his pre-cum soak his pouch. Turning him to face me, I continued to stroke him. His dick got rock hard. and began to empty his load inside the jockstrap. "AAAWWWW!" he moaned. The other sounds in the room, made his final grunt almost imperceptible. as he humped my hands, as they worked on his dick. I felt the cotton of his pouch become saturated with his ejaculate. The blonde sitting below us tried to get involved by stroking us with his hands. My partner, however, pushed his hands away, so that we could concentrate of each other. He pulled my Speedo up over my dick, and rubbed furiously. Now I know how guys feel as I'm rubbing them through their underwear! After a few, quick stroke, my suit was filled with my hot, steamy load Laying back, our eyes finally met, and I could see a big ‘thank you' in his eyes. He left, obviously, to find a shower. Me, I just lay there, until I disappeared in the steam. After a few minutes, I felt the need for a shower, myself. Padding down the hall with my towel, I heard one of the showers still running. Walking into the showers, I saw the man from my earlier encounter. Naked, he was rinsing off his cum-stained jock. His prick, though not hard, still lived up to the man of my dreams. Taking the shower next to him, I said "What went on in the steam room was pretty hot, wasn't it?" "I'll say, he replied. "You know, I've never done anything like that before! I guess it was just the heat of the moment. It was obvious that everyone was enjoying themselves, judging from the sounds round us. You know, making it with another guy has always been a fantasy of mine." "Well you certainly rose to the challenge" I said, soaping up the front of my Speedo. I had stains to rinse off, too. "I can't remember when I've had a more exciting time at the gym!" "I think it's going to get better" he said. "You know, that suit should be rinsed off to avoid any embarrassing stains" as he took over scrubbing the front of my suit. The combination of seeing him naked, plus what he was doing to me, was getting my dick hard again. If he didn't stop what he was doing, there would be another stain to clean up. As if he was reading my mind, he said "Hey, I took my jock off to rinse it out, so why don't you slip out of your suit?" I did so, immediately. We both stood naked, letting the spray of warm water cascade over our bodies. With my suit in his hands, he lovingly cleaned, and rinsed, it off. What a sight! Draping my suit on the shower pipe, he soaped up my crotch. "You've got to be clean all over." Clean, and hard, I thought, as his hands caused my dick to lengthen even more. I also noticed this his cock was on the rise as swell. Grabbing the soap, I lathered up his crotch. "Aaww, man, you've got such a nice touch," he said. as he increased the speed on my cock. Soon, both of us has ball-busting erections. "Maybe we should continue this someplace a little more private." We rinsed off. He grabbed his jock, and my suit. Wrapping our towels around ourselves, he followed me. "The sauna is closed for repairs. Why don't we go in there?" The sign on the glass door read CLOSED FOR RENOVATION. We walked in to the darkened room and sat on a bench behind a high pile of wood panels that were going to be installed. Away from prying eyes. I said "Well, you can't get more private than this." I reached over to caress his crotch. I could feel him through his towel. "Well, well" I said, feeling his cock respond. "It feels like you'll be ready to go again, soon." Reaching under his towel, I wrapped my hand around his rising dick. Groaning, he said "I think you're right. You know, I thought this was going to be a one time experience for me, but after what happened earlier, I want to do more!" With that, he yanked off my towel, and handed me his jock. "Here, put this on." I shimmied into the wet jock. It was so cool, remembering that he had been wearing it when the came, and it gave me an instant hard-on. "Does it feel good?" "Hell, yeah" I said, as he started stroking my dick. "It feels wonderful!" Kneeling between his legs, I parted his towel. "I want to make love to your beautiful body." Gently, I pulled on the towel, moving him closer to the edge of the bench. "Get ready. because what I'm going to do with you will be something you'll always remember." Parting his legs, I began to lick and suck on his balls. Then, lifting his balls, I spread the cheeks of his ass, and blew my hot breath around his hole. "Mmmmm, yeah, dude. That feels so good!" When my tongue connected with his hole, he yelped. "Aaahhh, yeah, man!" He shuddered when he felt my tongue invading his impossibly tight hole. His legs wrapped around my head, as he forced more of his ass onto my tongue. Putting his legs against the walls, I sucked and rimmed him, until his moans got so loud, that I was afraid they would be heard throughout the gym. "Aaawww, lick it! Suck it!" he yelled. He braced his back with his hands, allowing me to keep up my rim job, I grabbed for his hard cock, and stroked him. "You've got be on fire!" he gasped, luxuriating in all of the sensations I was causing. "Ooohhhh, man, stop it! Stop it, or I'll shoot again!" My mouth left his ass, and his legs slid off the wall. His cock was already so hard that I released it to prolong his orgasm. Sitting up, he mashed his mouth on my lips in a deep, sensuous kiss. I'd never expected him to react like that. "Ohh, yeah, kiss me, you muscle stud! Kiss me harder" I said, burying my tongue into his mouth. He sucked on it, as his hands roamed across my back. "Uunnhh" I groaned, as his fingers grabbed and twisted my nipples. "Do it to me. Pinch my pecs, man. Squeeze ‘em tight! Aaawwww, yeahhh!" His mouth traveled down my body, and he sucked and bit both of my nipples. I was trembling, and my cock was threatening to rip through the pouch of his jock. Standing him up, I rubbed our crotches together. "Yes," he cried, as our bodies ground together. "More! I'm so turned on by you right now. Suck me, lick me. Do whatever you want!" He was begging me for it, now. He wanted me, and I wanted it all! "Love me, baby." he growled, as his hands cupped the cheeks of my ass. He was consumed by his lust. Kissing me fiercely, his fingers began to probe my ass pucker. "I want you, dude! I want to do everything!" Grabbing my nylon Speedo, he attempted to put it on. He couldn't get it over his rock, hard asscheeks, only managing to pull the front up over his hard-on. Though he managed to contain his steely rod, his balls wouldn't fit, and they hung down between his legs. "Oh, baby, yes" I grinned at the sight before me. "It's like trying to put a cork back into a bottle of Dom Perignon." Pulling him down to the floor, I got us into a 69 position. He licked my legs outside his jock. "Mmmmm, lick me. Use that hot tongue of yours, stud! My body is all yours, man. Do whatever feels good to you!" His mouth sucked the entire jock that I was wearing. My lust was uncontrollable. I sucked and licked the balls that wouldn't fit his entire crotch. "I need another taste of your gorgeous ass!" Since my Speedo covered only half of him, it was for my fingers to part his cheeks. Bending slightly, I pulled his ass over my face. "Aaawww, yeah" he groaned, as my tongue delved deeper into his waiting hole. "Damn. that feels abso-fucking-lutely wonderful!" he panted, as he grabbed my cock beneath the jock. Sucking the tip through the pouch, soon gave way to pulling out my cock, and licking and sucking all over my sensitive cock. "This is what I want! I need to suck on your bare cock, as it slides in and out of my mouth!" For a novice cocksucker, he knew just the right buttons to push. As much as I wanted to, I resisted ramming my whole length down his throat. I wanted him to take it as his own speed, and it certainly paid off. Each bob of his head drew my cock deeper into his mouth. Soon I felt his lips in my pubic patch. "Aaaaawwww, yeah, baby! You've got all of me inside you!" His primal instincts took over and, soon, he was fucking my face like a pro. I sucked the rim of his hole, introducing one of my fingers. His groaning told me that one finger wasn't enough would not be enough to satisfy his new-found desire. That's when I added a second. "Do it, man! Slip those fingers night up my ass!" I moved farther up his straining, and very tight, virgin ass. That's it, dude. Ream me out with those fucking fingers!" Knocking his prostate, caused him to shiver. "UUUUUHHH, fuck! Hit it again" he yelled, twisting his ass onto my fingers. The second time, caused a copious amount of pre-cum to dribble out of his cock, staining my Speedo, which became useless as a covering for his stiff poker. "Keep it up, man. What you're doing to me now is driving me up the wall! Pulling my prick from his hungry mouth, prompting me to say "I think you're ready for the next step of your initiation." Yanking my Speedo from his body, I Shoved it into his open mouth. "Here. Chew on this, while I get you ready to experience a fuck that you'll never forget!" Moaning, he sucked on the nylon, while my tongue went back to work on his ass. His ass was slick, and sweaty. My mouth clamped down on his hungry hole. "Oh, y-yes!" he muffled, with my suit in his mouth. My tongue slid back into his hole. Spitting out my Speedo, he yelled "Sweet fuck, push it in deeper!" I was happy to oblige. The deeper I went. the louder he screamed. "Mmmmmm. aauuuggghhhh, shit! You've got me hotter than I've ever been before" he grunted. I put my trunks back into his mouth. I stretched his hole, and inserted three fingers. His grunts were telling me that he was enjoying what I was doing. Wiggling my fingers up his ass, brought more grunts and groans from my Greek God. "That's it, my muscle stud. I want you so hot, that you'll be begging for my cock!" Moving my head to his chest, my mouth clamped down on one of his sensitive nipples. Biting down hard, he gasped, as my fingers connected with his prostate. He was moaning, and trembling. Releasing my hold on his tit, my mouth went to his face. Kissing and licking his face, he spat my nylon gag from his mouth. Kissing me full on the mouth, I felt his tongue ram down my throat. I broke the very wet, and passionate kiss. "Damn, it looks like you're almost ready for the next step." He was panting and grunting, as he tossed his body to and fro. "Yes, oh yes! Hurry. I don't think I can take much more!" I knew he was ready, but I had to hear the words from his own mouth. My three fingers were fucking his ass in deep and steady strokes His cock was sending out a steady stream of pre-cum. I knew that if I touched it, his cum would blast out of his swelling cock. After another minute of my extreme torture, I finally heard the words that I'd been waiting for. "I can't take it anymore! Fuck me!! Fuck my ass! Aaawww, man, fuck my ass!" That's all I needed to hear. Shoving my Speedo gag, once again, in his mouth, I raised his legs, and teased his hole with my cock. "Fuck, don't tease me, fuck me! Ram your big cock inside me!" My teasing ended, and I shoved the tip of my cock past his sphincter muscles. Tensing, for just a moment, I heard his guttural cries of "YESSSSS! Y-YESSS!" Shoving more of my cock into his ass, I felt his muscles relaxing. "My big dick is reaming out your hole." When I felt my balls brush against his ass, I knew that I had managed to get all of my cock, deep into his ass. That's when I started pulling back and pushing forward a slow, and gentle, fuck. "I'm fucking your ass, stud. Do you like my dick up your ass?" He nodded, and his grunting and groaning told me that he was enjoying his first fuck. "You want it harder?" Another nod. "You want it faster?" He grabbed my hips, pulling me in and out of his steamy fuck hole. All the while. he was chewing, and sucking, on my Speedo. My cock, feeling the heat, and pressure, from his asshole, was ready to explode. I saw that his cock was still as hard as a rock. "I hate to cum alone" I said, as I grabbed his throbbing penis. When I scraped his prostate again, combined with my stroking of his cock, he let out a high pitched scream, that even my suit could not squelch. "MMMMM, UNGHH, UNGHHH, UUNNGGGHHHH! OOOOHHHH!!!" His load blasted from the tip of his cock with such force, that it sprayed all the way to my face! The feel of his hot cream on my cheeks, made me fuck him even faster. His hands were on my asscheeks, urging me deeper. The contractions of his ass muscles, caused by the sheer force of his orgasm, sent me over the edge. "F-FUCK, YEAHHH!" I screamed. "TAKE IT UP YOUR ASS, MAN! FEEL ME COATING YOUR INSIDES! UUUUUHHHMMMMMMM, FUCK!" Slamming into him one, last time, I fell on top of him. Withdrawing his gag, our lips met in the most wonderful, passionate, kiss. Untangling ourselves, we managed to put on our respective jocks and Speedos. Opening the sauna door a crack to see if the coast was clear, he kissed me one last time. "You were so right about promising me something that I'll never forget." We hugged and went our separate ways.
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I will never forget the day that I doomed humanity. It started like any other day. I was on my way to work and like usual I stopped off at my local coffee bar and got myself a Cafe Mocha to go. As I was exiting a man came up to me and asked if I could give him a lift to the hospital. His wife had gone in to labor and he was on his way to join her for the birth of their first baby when his car broke down. I was somewhat in a hurry myself to get to work, but I just couldn't leave him there. I looked around to see if maybe there was a cab but no such luck. I looked him up and down and he looked ok. I mean he was in a nice suit and looked like a decent human being. So, I said sure. As I pulled away from the curb and back in to traffic he grabbed my wrist. I felt hot and kind of light headed, yet somehow I managed to keep driving. He told me to turn right at the next light. Try as I might I couldn't disobey him. I turned right. We drove down Marshall Ave. a few blocks and then he told me to turn left on Harbor St. Again, I didn't want to do this, but I had no choice. I turned left. After another few blocks he told me to pull over. We were in the old part of town that was mostly warehouses and old storefronts that were no longer in use. I stopped in front of this big warehouse. He told me to get out and I did. Never once did he let go of my wrist. I was still hot and dizzy, yet able to stand and walk. He got out on my side of the car and led me to a door in the side of the warehouse. After closing the door, we walked in to the warehouse a good ways. There on the floor was and old mattress. Suddenly his hand started to glow and I got incredibly hot, the room started spinning, blackness engulfed me. That was the last thing I remember until I woke. When I came too I found myself lying naked on the mattress. It was cool and I began to shiver. I wanted to get up but I couldn't. I couldn't move my arms or legs, yet they weren't bound. Then I saw him. He was standing there naked. He was a good 6" 2" tall and must have weighed 190 or so pounds. He had brown hair, green eyes and no hair on his body whatsoever. His cock was quite impressive as well; limp it was 9" long and a good 2" thick. He started walking closer. I found I could talk. I asked what he wanted. He said he wanted my body. I thought great I have been kidnapped by a fag that was probably going to rape me and then kill me. This freaked me out. I had only had sex once and that was with my girlfriend. I had never thought or ever dreamed about having sex with another man. Slowly he moved closer. He kneeled down on the mattress and crawled over to me. In no time he was straddling me. He bent down like he was going to kiss me. He opened his mouth and out whipped this long tongue. It must have been a good 20 inches long. It was all over my face and chest. I started to freak out, but I still couldn't move. What the hell was this guy? Humans don't have tongues like that. The tongue retreated back in to his mouth. He then brought his lips to mine and we kissed. It was a strange thing. His lips were very warm and moist and it was a tender loving kiss. Then he opened his mouth wider and covered not only my mouth by my nose as well. I started becoming light headed. I couldn't breath. Just as I was about to pass out I strange smell and taste filled my nose, mouth and lungs. The coming blackness receded and my mind cleared. Somehow he was breathing for me. Each time he inhaled I exhaled. Each time he exhaled I inhaled. Along with oxygen there was something else. It was a strange taste and smell one I thought I had smelled and tasted before, but I couldn't put my finger on it. The more I breathed in the stranger I began to feel. Over the next few minutes, I got hotter and my body started to go numb, I thought for sure he was poisoning me and I was going to die. My cock started getting hard and precum started oozing from my piss slit. Slowly he uncovered my mouth and nose and moved down to my crotch. He started sniffing my cock and balls all the time he was growling, my god I thought through the fog and numbness in my body and head he is in heat or something. Slowly he opened his mouth and that god-awful tongue came out. It flicked at my piss slit lapping up my precum. Then it started working its way down my piss hole. God the pain, it was like a red hot poker sliding in to my cock cooking it from the inside. Deeper and deeper his tongue went. The deeper he went the more pain I felt. I didn't know how long I would be able to take it before I passed out. Always on the verge of passing out, yet never able to, slowly his tongue burrowed ever deeper in to my cock. I could feel it worming around inside of me. I began to panic more, but still I couldn't move. My arms and my legs just wouldn't respond to what I wanted to do. I was yelling at them with my mind, but they wouldn't listen. It took him a good five minutes to work half of his tongue in to my cock. He paused for a minute and looked up at me. Then he continued on. Slowly deeper and deeper he went, the pain grew worse with every centimeter, and then there was sharp pain in my balls. Then a fire spread throughout them. My god his tongue was in my nuts. I began to shake the pain was so bad. All the time I could feel his tongue moving around inside me. By this time he had his lips to my cock head. He opened his mouth and kept right on working down my shaft. In less than a minute he had his tongue all the way in me, the end of his tongue buried in my nuts, my cock was now lodged down his throat. Slowly he began to suck. The pain was slowly replaced with an intense pleasure. It was a cross of needing to pee, coming and a dull pain in my balls. The intensity built, I could tell I was going to shoot, but how. Then an intense orgasm moved through my balls, up my cock and in to his mouth. I was coming, but his tongue was acting like a straw. As he siphoned the come from my balls and intense fire spread from my cock to my nuts. He was filling them up with something. My balls began to grow heavy and sag in their sack. Between the seemingly never-ending orgasm, the now dull pain and the drugging I couldn't stop shaking. Slowly my balls filled with his alien juice, the more he pumped in the larger they grew, the heavier they became and the lower the hung. I was so wrapped up in the feelings I was having, both the good and the bad that I didn't notice him raise his hand to my neck or the thin needle like talon sticking out. In one quick thrust the talon sunk in to my neck. I never felt a thing. Blackness fogged my vision; my last thought before slipping in to unconsciousness was the end is here. My life is over. Thank god! I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke my balls burned and I felt nauseous. I tried to look down and see what he had done to my cock and balls, but I still couldn't move. It was then that he came in to sight. He was still naked; he walked over to me and kneeled down on the mattress. He put he hand on my forehead. "I am sorry my pet for the pain, but it was necessary. If I hadn't anesthetized you before hand the pain would have been far worse. You are running a fewer now, but it should break soon." "What did you do to me?" "Oh, my pet I did something wonderful to you. From now on every time you come, you will shoot my alien seed. My seed will transform anyone you have sex with. It will change them like I changed you. Then your world will be ours!" "Why? If you had to do all of this to me how can changing others to be like be so easy for me?" "Simple my pet, my seed that you will spread has now been adapted to human physiology. Now it can transform you species with ease. Until I changed you my seed would have been ineffective if I had just spewed in your ass. But, now it can transform humans simply by being introduced in to their body. For males it will alter their testicles, for women it will alter their ovaries." "You have one problem, you alien piece of shit. There is no way I would fuck anyone now!" "Now, now my pet, soon you will change you mind. When I am done with you, you won't be able to plant enough seed. You will be like that man from one of your fables, the one that planted apple seeds." "Johnny Apple Seed?" "Yes, that is the one. You will be like a horny demented Johnny Apple Seed. Except instead of planting apples you will be planting the end of your species as you know them." "Fuck you, FUCK YOU! You son of bitch! FUCK YOU!" "No my pet, fuck you!" With a low growl he slowly began to raise my legs up to my shoulders. I could feel him position his cock against my hole, then I felt him shudder and a burning sensation spread over my asshole and asscrack. A gland on his cock had just sprayed a lubricant all over my asshole. Slowly he pressed his cock in to my hole. Every few seconds I felt him shudder and more of his lube was released coating my insides making it easier for him to penetrate my tight virgin opening. In just a few seconds he was balls deep in me. I tried to get away, but still I couldn't move. I was at his mercy and he was going to fuck me. He leaned down and once again covered my nose and mouth with his mouth. Again, my lungs filled with his anesthetizing gas, but this time it was different. I became hot and light headed. His cock was starting to feel good inside me, really good. In minutes I was filled with so much lust that I would have rode a fence post, splinters and all. At first he didn't move. Our eyes locked on one another, I became lost in his green eyes. It was like I was in another world. Slowly he pulled out and then pushed back in. With each thrust of his powerful cock my mind soared higher. In and out he pumped his massive cock. Every few seconds more lube was released. My hole was so warm and slick with his goo it was like sliding on ice, his now massive 14" cock was burrowing deep in to my guts with each inward thrust, sending me higher and higher. He began to grunt and pound my ass harder. I could feel ever vein in his monstrous cock as it massaged my rectum. My mind screamed no by my ass, cock and balls screamed more, more, more. Between the gas and his cock sliding in and out of my guts I thought I was going to die from pleasure. Then with one final plunge he began to shudder, and then warmth filled my belly as his seed gushed in to my guts. He just lay on top of me with his cock buried balls deep in to me spewing his alien seed.. His balls rested against my ass crack and I could feel them contract and expand with each gush of alien cream. First a minute passed and still he came, then five minutes passed and still he kept coming. Then ten, twenty, thirty minutes passed and still more alien spew filled my guts. I could feel my belly grow and harden as I received an alien come enema. As he spewed his seed in to me I drowned in his green eyes. Slowly the hate I felt for him was replaced with love and a desire to please him. Finally after I don't know how long he pulled out. He moved my legs back down on to the mattress, I could see my belly it was hard and extremely extended. He moved up by my head and lovely caressed my cheek. "When your body is done absorbing my seed, you will be ours. You will go free to spread our seed to your people. Within a year the human race as you know it will be no more." I wanted to cry, but just couldn't get upset enough to do it. I know I should be upset at what was happening, what had happened and what I was going to do. But, somehow it seemed like the best thing that ever happened to me. As I lay there on the mattress over the next few ours my body absorbed the alien come in my belly. Slowly my belly reduced in size, the smaller it became the hornier I grew. The more I wanted to fuck and the more in love with my alien captor I became. After three hours my belly was back to normal, I was his and had one thing on my mind. To spread his - our seed, to change all of man kind, to please my master, my alien master and captor, he moved over next to me and lay down. He waved his hand over my body and with that I could move. I moved over next to him and nestled my head in his chest. Soon we were both asleep. The invasion of Earth could wait until morning. The next morning I woke up to find him still asleep next to me, for the first time in my life I had a morning hardon. I began rubbing my hands over his body and slowly moved my way to his ass cheeks. They were so firm, round, and perfect I moved them apart and slowly inserted my hard cock in to his hole. It was like it knew what I wanted and it opened to allow me easy entrance. I felt a strange feeling in my cock and then a wonderful tingling in my cock head. I knew then that I had just sprayed my first bit of alien lube. With his hole now slick and open to me I had no trouble sinking my cock in to him. I heard him sigh and I did too. Over the next 15 minutes I pumped in and out of his ass. With the constant release of lube his hole was super slick and my cock moved in and out of him like it was how it was meant to be. It felt so right, I was so in love I would do anything for him. I would kill myself if it made him happy. With one final thrust, my nuts released their now alien seed. The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before, my orgasm wasn't just in my cock and balls it traveled up my spine and to my brain. I screamed out in ecstasy as my cock continued to spew in my alien lover's hole. When it was done I pulled out of him and wrapped my arms around him and started suckling on his nipples for my morning breakfast. After eating I got dressed and set out in to the city looking for other humans. It took less than a year and the entire population of Earth was transformed. Humans no longer bred among themselves instead they waited for the arrival of our alien masters. Then we would begin breeding. After my job was finished I returned to my alien lover. We left Earth soon after the arrival of his - our people. Our job - to go forth in the galaxy, find new worlds to transform. But, that is another story.
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[Remember - this is fiction, not recommended behavior...] "Here you go Mrs. Winters, one Grande Cinnamon Spice Mocha," Antonio said, handing the coffee drink to the elderly woman across the counter. "I put an extra bit of cinnamon in it just like you like it," he added, with a wink and a smile. "Thank you, Antonio," Mrs. Winters said, sipping the mocha and returning the smile. "You're the sweetest young man." "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Winters," Antonio replied flirtatiously, handing her the receipt. "Have a great day." Antonio was quite the "Chatty Cathy" type while at work, always talking with the customers. Management liked him, customers liked him, and his co-workers liked him. Antonio was just naturally outgoing, talkative and effusive. All that, coupled with his handsome Italian-American looks and coloring made for one very sexy package. The Starbucks in the grocery store was unusually slow this time of the day and Antonio was glad. All the studying he'd been doing for school was starting to wear him down, and he was glad it was Friday because this was the only day of the week when he didn't have classes. He'd been up since 4:30 am to work the shift starting at 5:30 am, and he was already tired. He looked at the clock: it was only 7:30 am. Five hours to go before he was off for the whole weekend. He picked up the newspaper and turned to the classified ads. He was so deep in thought now that he didn't see the handsome man at the counter. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, folding the paper and putting it on a shelf behind him and washing his hands. "Just looking for a place to live. What'll you have?" "Mmm...," the man said, looking at the menu. "How about a Caramel Macchiato?" "Great choice," Antonio said. "What size?" "Make it a Venti," the man said. "By the way, why are you looking for a place to live?" Antonio, ever the chatterbox, explained his current living situation to the man. He'd been living with his mom and her new husband ever since he got out of the Army and lately things were getting tense. His "step dad" was a real shit and Antonio didn't like him very much. Since he was taking a full load at the community college he could only work part time, which meant that he didn't have enough money for his own place. But he really wanted to get out, so every day he scoured the newspapers looking for cheap studios or people who were looking for roommates. Anything would be better than living under the same roof with that asshole. There was no one else in line so the man stayed and continued to chat. "You were in the Army?" he asked incredulously. "How old are you?" "Twenty-two," Antonio replied. "I know, I look younger." In fact, he looked 16 or 17. "Why the Army?" "I kinda had to go in," Antonio said. "Why's that?" the man asked, taking a drink. Antonio rolled his eyes and shook his head as he went on. "Well, I got into a little legal trouble after I graduated. Nothing too bad, but bad enough. Part of the plea arrangement was that I join the Army. I just got out six months ago, thank god, but I still gotta see my probation officer every week for the next two years. But it beats prison." The man nodded. "I'd have to agree with that. By the way, my name's Craig." He reached out and shook Antonio's hand. Antonio pointed to his nametag. "Antonio... but then I'm sure you probably already knew that." He smiled his big, infectious smile and Craig felt all warm inside. The kid was hot! He looked him up and down quickly. Antonio was about five foot eleven. There was a workout room in the condo complex where he lived that he used whenever he wasn't working or studying. As a result, he was toned in all the right places but not too muscled. He had wide shoulders and a narrow waist. His pecs were well defined and he had a flat stomach with the beginnings of a six-pack. He had a round bubble butt and, from what Craig could see, a nice bulge in his pants. He had floppy, disheveled-looking hair that looked like he spent a lot of time on it to make it go that way, but which in reality, had a mind of its own and did whatever it wanted. Over the years he had learned to just go with it. All in all, Antonio was what you would call a pretty boy. "Have you thought about getting a second part time job?" Craig asked. Antonio sighed. "Yeah, but it's kinda tough, what with my school schedule and all, you know? I haven't been able to find anything that fits." "Well," Craig said, reaching into his wallet and handing Antonio a business card. "I manage this club and we could always use an extra waiter. It'd only be a couple nights a week and the tips are pretty good." Antonio took the card and looked at it. Craig Powers, Manager, the card read. The name of the club was The Fly and the "Y" in Fly was in the shape of an open zipper. "Is this a gay bar?" Antonio asked. "Yes," Craig replied. "Would that be a problem?" "Well I'm straight," Antonio said. "Wouldn't that be a problem? Or at least awkward?" Craig smiled. "Most of the guys who work for me are straight," he said, lying through his teeth. "In fact, most of them are students just making some extra cash. Like I said, the tips are good. Some of the guys make a couple hundred a night." Antonio looked at the card again. "I wouldn't have to do anything queer would I? I mean, I wouldn't have to... you know..." Craig laughed out loud. "No. There are no strings attached. Now I'm not saying that some of the guys don't, how should I say it, 'go the extra mile' for some of the regulars. But that's not a requirement. You'd be there strictly to serve drinks. Nothing else." Antonio looked at the card, then at Craig, and then back at the card. "I don't know, man," he said. "Hey," Craig said with a wave of his hand, "the job is yours if you want it. No pressure. If you're interested, the shift is from 9:00 pm till closing." Antonio put the card in his back pocket. "I'll think about it Craig," he said. "And by the way, the coffee's on me." Later that afternoon Antonio had a nasty argument with his step dad. He slammed the door to his room and stripped out of his uniform. He rarely wore underwear and his fat, eight-inch cock flopped around as he tossed his pants onto the bed and dug through his drawer for his jock strap. He figured he'd go to the work out room for a couple of hours. At least there he wouldn't have to put up with his step dad. He remembered his jock strap was in the wash and rummaged around until he found a pair of briefs. He found a new, unopened package and tore it open. He only wore briefs when he played sports or worked out and then only if his jock was dirty. He didn't like the feel of butt-huggers and would rather free-ball or wear boxers. He pulled a pair of shorts over the crisp white briefs and then his track pants. He made sure all the snaps were closed on either side before he put on his Duke t-shirt and shoes. The work out room was locked so instead of going back to the house, he got into his car and drove around. As he drove his mind kept going back to the conversation he'd had with Craig Powers that morning. Shit, a couple hundred bucks in tips a night! A couple weeks working there and he could get a place of his own fast. A nice place, too. But a gay bar? The thought turned him off. He knew people who were gay and all, but he didn't really hang out with any of them. But the money was tempting and he kept thinking about Craig's job offer. He was a little worried about getting felt up or something, but he kept pushing that thought away. Who the fuck cares! He wasn't gay. So some faggot copped a feel. Big deal! It hardly seemed an inconvenience for a couple hundred a night. He decided to give it a shot. At 8:30 pm that night Antonio walked through the front door of The Fly. The place looked upscale, but it was a total fag hangout! There were drag queens and dudes dressed in leather and all kinds of shit. Then Antonio saw the waiters. They were all dressed in tight 2xist boxer briefs (white, black, or grey), and equally tight, brightly colored lycra t-shirts that totally clung to their bodies and showed off their chests and nipples through the thin material. Plus, the shirts were short enough that the guys' bare stomachs showed. He also noticed that most of the waiters had bills of various denominations tucked into the waistbands of their underwear. Shit, Antonio said to himself, I can't do this. I can't parade around in my underwear in front of a bunch of queers. He was about to turn and leave when he saw Craig making his way across the room toward him. "Antonio!" He said smiling, sticking out his hand. "I'm glad you decided to come by. What do you think?" Antonio swallowed nervously as he looked around the room. "Well, to be honest, I think I'm gonna take a pass. I don't think I'd be too comfortable walking around in my underwear." "Well, that's the uniform," Craig said. "I probably should've told you earlier. But I understand your position. Like I said this morning, it's your choice. We only want you here if you want to be here. Sorry it didn't work out." Antonio saw one of the waiters pulling bills from his waistband. Shit, there must be fifty bucks there! He could sure use that kind of money. He turned to Craig, who could almost see the dollar signs in Antonio's eyes. "What the hell," he said. "I'll do it." A huge smile spread across Craig's face and he patted Antonio on the back. "Way to go! Just follow me and I'll hook you up with an outfit and show you your section." Antonio followed Craig to the back office as Craig continued to explain the job. "It's pretty easy, really. You just take their drink order, the bartender makes them, and you serve the customer." "I saw some of the customers patting guys on the butts and stuff," Antonio said. "I'm not so sure about that." "Ah," Craig said, waving his hand again. "That's nothing. To be honest, the friendlier you are, the better the tips. All you have to do is smile and be nice. Just pretend you're working your other job." Antonio laughed. "That's easy for you to say. I don't work at Starbucks in my underwear." "Yeah, and I bet you don't get $20 tips, either," Craig countered. He could see the dollar signs flash in Antonio's eyes again and knew he had the naïve stud hooked. Antonio gulped. "Shit..." he murmured. "Sorry... I mean shoot. That's not too shabby." He was torn. On the one hand, he could really use the money, but on the other hand, he didn't want any fag touching his ass or anything. The money quickly won out. Craig opened a cabinet and flipped through several packages of t- shirts and underwear before settling on black boxer briefs and an ice-blue lycra t-shirt. He handed them to Antonio. "Here. I think these'll look good on you. You can change in the bathroom if you want." Antonio took the clothes and went out of the office and into the bathroom. He went into a large stall, noting the glory hole, and quickly stripped out of his clothes. He put on the boxer briefs. They were snug and totally highlighted his package. He put on the t- shirt and went to look at himself in the mirror. He looked like a total fag. At that moment Craig walked in. "Dude," he said, looking Antonio up and down, "I have a feeling you're gonna make some nice tips tonight." "Really?" Antonio said, adjusting his big cock and balls. At least he wouldn't have to worry about getting a hard on. "Oh yeah," Craig said. "You look good enough to eat." Antonio blushed. "Where should I put my stuff?" Craig gestured toward a row of lockers against one of the walls. "Use number fourteen. Here's the key." The key was on a hot pink bracelet and Antonio slipped it around his wrist. "Time to start," Craig said, looking at his watch. They stepped into the bar and Craig pointed to a set of booths and tables near the bar. "That'll be your section. Tables one through twelve. They're all numbered so don't worry about it. Just be yourself and you'll be fine. Oh," he continued, pointing to another guy, "and this is Nathan. He just started last night. He'll be working this section with you." Antonio looked at the guy. Nathan was about Antonio's height but wasn't as toned, although he did have a great body. He was more cute than handsome, with brown hair and eyes and a big, Midwestern- looking smile. He looked the picture of innocence. His uniform was white boxer briefs and a bright yellow top. Just by looking at him Antonio was positive he was straight, too. Nathan reached out and shook Antonio's hand. "Nice to meet you." "Yeah, you too," Antonio replied. By now Craig had left and Antonio turned to Nathan. "So, you started last night?" Nathan nodded. "To be honest, this place wouldn't be my first choice. I work at another restaurant downtown but I'm only a back- waiter. I made more in tips here last night than I do in three days at the other place." "Really?" Antonio was intrigued. "Did you have to do anything, you know, queer?" he asked. Nathan shook his head. "No. Well, I got my ass pinched and patted a couple of times, but that's not bad, considering I walked out of here with $150.00 in tips." Antonio's jaw almost dropped. "Shit! That much? Fuck, I'll let these fags feel me up for $150.00 bucks!" Nathan and Antonio laughed, unaware that Craig was standing just a few feet away and had overheard everything they said. An hour later Antonio was on his way to drop off a drink order when he saw Craig. "Hey Craig," he said. "Have you seen Nathan? Is he on a break or something? He's been gone awhile." "Nathan went home sick a little while ago," Craig explained. "I think he has the stomach flu or something. He wasn't looking too good so I sent him home." Antonio had no idea that at this very moment a drugged-up Nathan was bent over a table in Craig's office getting his ass and mouth fucked. In fact, Craig had just come from plowing the poor kid's virgin ass. Earlier Nathan had gone to use the restroom. As he was leaving, a cloth soaked in chloroform had been clamped over his face. He had resisted but someone grabbed his arm and he felt the prick of a needle. Then everything began to get hazy and swirly. He was half-carried, half-dragged to Craig's office where he was now being raped. Antonio went about with his work for the next couple of hours, completely unaware of the stares he was getting from the guys at one of his tables. They had come in together about an hour ago. As he walked over to check on their drinks one of them said to him, "Why don't you join us?" "Oh, I don't think I can," Antonio said. "I'm not sure I'm allowed. This is my first night." "Sure you can join them," Craig said, as he just happened to walk by. "Jimmy'll cover for you," he said, pointing to the waiter who had taken over for the absent Nathan. He whispered into Antonio's ear, "if you play your cards right, you can make some extra cash here." Antonio shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He looked at the guys at the table. "I guess I can sit down for a few minutes," he said. The guys introduced themselves. There was Todd, Mike, Steven and Bruce. Apparently they were regulars. They were expensively dressed in designer clothes. Antonio could tell they were wearing Calvin Klein, Tommy Hilfiger, Kenneth Cole and Hugo Boss clothing. Apparently these guys were well off. He just might make some good tips if he were extra nice to these guys. "So, Antonio," Todd said. "What'll you have?" "Uh... just a beer. I probably shouldn't have anything too strong, since I still have a few hours on my shift." He stood up to get his beer but Todd put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him back into his chair. "I'll get it," he offered. "Relax a bit." Antonio began talking to Steven, Mike and Bruce while Todd went to get his beer. Todd returned a couple minutes later. He had ordered Antonio an MGD in a frosted mug and the guys watched as Antonio took a long draw on it, savoring the taste as it went down. He had no idea that Todd had slipped a mild but fast-acting sedative into the beer. He also had no idea that these were the same guys who had been in the back fucking poor Nathan silly just an hour earlier. After a few minutes of talking, Antonio stood up. "Thanks for the drink guys, but I'd better get back to work." He words sounded slurred and he looked a little unsteady on his feet. "You okay, Antonio?" Todd asked, concerned. "Yeah," Antonio said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. "It just feels warm in here all of a sudden." "Hmm... maybe you're coming down with something," Todd replied. He stood up and put his arm around Antonio's shoulder, gently massaging it. "How about we get a little air out back?" he said, steering Antonio toward the back exit. He looked at the guys at the table. "You guys gonna give me a hand?" They all got up. As Todd led the increasingly unsteady Antonio through the bar, they came across Craig. "What's going on?" he asked. "Not feeling good..." Antonio tried to say but he was having a hard time getting the words out. For some reason his mind seemed foggy. Todd winked at Craig. "We were gonna take him out back to get some air." "Oh, I think Antonio would be much more comfortable in my office, wouldn't you?" Craig said. He took a quick look around as he pulled a syringe from his coat pocket. He took Antonio's arm and injected the drugs into him. "What was that..." Antonio started to say, but found he couldn't continue. He found it hard to focus, let alone speak, and the room began to spin. It looked like the guys' faces were melting. They took Antonio into Craig's office and locked the door behind them. Craig turned on the stereo to drown out some of the sound. He motioned to a small table in the corner. It was about eighteen inches high and had hooks on either side. They bent Antonio over the table, tying his hands and feet down. Antonio's head was buzzing. As much as he tried, he couldn't make sense of what was happening. His mind kept drifting in and out of a haze. Craig shoved something into his mouth and told him to swallow. Everything seemed cool. He had no idea it was viagra. Next Todd took a pen-knife and sliced off Antonio's clothes. The dazed stud just looked at Todd with a blank expression on his face. "What're you doing?" he managed to slur. "Getting ready to fuck you," Todd answered. The guys all laughed. Antonio saw a bright flash and then another. He had no idea pictures were being taken. Antonio cocked his head to one side and looked at Todd. Then he looked at Craig and the others. No one was smiling. He started to laugh. "You're gonna fuck me?" "Yup, just like we fucked your buddy Nathan." The smile disappeared from his face and he struggled furtively, but to no avail. Whatever was in the syringe had really done a number on him. He felt a slicked-up finger run up and down his ass crack and work its way up his virgin chute. The finger began to move around slowly in an ever- widening circle. "Oh..." Antonio moaned, his face twisted in a grimace. "Please stop!" But instead of stopping, a hand grabbed his cock and start to jerk it. Another hand slapped at his balls and yet another hand began flicking his rubbery nipples. All the sudden sensations were too much and Antonio's moans turned to moans of pleasure. Craig smiled at this. He lowered his slack and boxers and was lubing up his cock. Bruce pulled his finger out of Antonio's ass and Craig thrust his fat cock in. Antonio opened his mouth to cry out in pain but Todd shoved his waiting cock into it, muffling Antonio's cries. "That's it, pussy boy!" Craig yelled, as he thrust his hips back and forth, raping Antonio's virgin ass. Antonio was in agony. His asshole felt like it was being ripped apart and he could hardly breathe with Todd's big cock in his mouth, stretching his lips wide apart. He could feel pre-cum sliding down his throat. It tasted salty and he wanted to gag. All of a sudden Todd's body shuddered and Antonio's mouth was filled with hot, sticky cum. It ran out of his mouth and down his chin, but most of it went down his throat. Todd pulled out. Antonio was just catching his breath when Mike moved in and shoved his dick into his mouth. Antonio was just catching his breath when Bruce opened two small bottles of poppers and put them to his nostrils. "Here, bitch," he said, "sniff these." Antonio had never sniffed poppers before, but he had no choice. He needed to breathe. He held his breath as long as possible, but finally gave out. He sniffed the aroma and he felt lightheaded almost immediately. "Uhhhnnn..." was the only sound that could escape from his cock- filled mouth. "Oh yeah," Mike said, grabbing Antonio by the back of his head and pumping away at his pretty face. "Nothing like a drugged up pussy slut all high on poppers." Craig laughed as he continued to slam his cock up Antonio's ass. "Whattaya think guys? Is Antonio here better than Nathan?" The guys laughed with him. They all had their pants and underwear down and were stroking their cocks, waiting their turn with poor Antonio. Antonio couldn't move. He tried to turn and twist his hunky body, but there were hands holding him still. He could feel Craig's dick violating his ass and then, all of a sudden, he felt a rush of warmth up his insides. The faggot was cumming inside of him! What the fuck! Before he could even process it, Bruce pulled his cock out of his mouth and, giving it a couple of jerks, shot load after load of cum all over Antonio's face. It got in his eyes, up his nose, in his hair and in his open mouth. He didn't even have time to react because Mike's cock immediately took its place. More poppers were shoved under his nose and he became buzzed all over again. Another cock (or was it a dildo?) was sliding in and out of his ass, but Antonio was so gone, flying so high, that it just didn't seem to matter. For the next hour and a half all the guys from the table, Todd, Mike, Steven and Bruce, as well as Craig, fucked Antonio. They shot their loads up his ass, down his throat, and all over his hunky body. In no time at all, Antonio went from being a pretty boy ladies man to a fucked-out cum dump. When they were finished they pulled Antonio to his feet. He was still unsteady and could hardly stand. There was drying cum in his hair and on his face. Craig retrieved his street clothes from his locker and tossed them to him. "Get dressed," was all he said. Antonio's dick and ass hurt and he felt like crying as he pulled his underwear up over his raped ass and dick. The guys all snickered at his tightie whities. Before he could get the rest of his clothes on, though, he was pushed out a door and into the back alley. His clothes and money were thrown out with him. "It's time for you to go, boy," Craig said. "By the way, you're fired, but thanks for the fuck." He slammed the door. And with that poor Antonio, naked except for his white briefs, was left alone in the alley. He hunted for his clothes, not noticing the police car parked only steps away. He was just reaching for his shorts when a bright light flashed on him. He dropped the shorts and grabbed his track pants instead, stumbling badly as he tried to pull them on. Two officers stepped out of the back seat of the squad car. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" one of them asked, as Antonio pulled the track pants up over his bulging crotch. Even with the sweat pants on, you could still notice the tent his viagra- induced erection made. "I think the kid's got something down his shorts," he said to his partner. "Do you have any ID?" his partner asked. "Yes, officer," Antonio said. His voice was still thick and slurred. He reached into the pocket of his sweats and retrieved his wallet. He handed it to the cops. "Have you been drinking tonight young man?" one of the officers asked as his partner took Antonio's drivers license back to the squad car to run a check. Antonio shook his head. "No... just one beer, sir." He was still all wobbly. The officer took Antonio by the shoulder and helped him walk over to the car. "One beer, my ass. I want you to put your hands on the hood and spread your legs. I need to do a pat down." "But I didn't do anything," Antonio protested. "Just do what I said, punk," the officer said, his voice sounding rougher now. Antonio assumed the position and the cop began to frisk him. But it was more of a feeling-up than a pat down. The officer let his hands slide slowly over Antonio's chest and the semi-dazed stud was sure that he felt a slight tweak on his nipple. Then the officer's hands roamed over his ass and up and down the insides of his legs. A hand reached around and cupped his balls, giving them a noticeable squeeze. Antonio knew better than to say anything. "Feels like you're packing something in here," the cop said as his partner got out of the car, holding Antonio's ID. "Looks like we've got a possible probation violation here," he said, looking at his partner and the fucked up young man. "Why's that?" his partner asked. "According to computer, this young man isn't supposed to be in public drinking." "But I wasn't," Antonio tried to explain. The cops looked at each other and then back at Antonio. "Well," one of them said, "if you cooperate with us, we'll just forget we saw anything." Antonio had a sick feeling in his stomach. He knew what was coming. "What do I have to do?" he asked, resigned. "Not much," one of the cops said. He reached out and grabbed hold of Antonio's track pants. With one quick pull he ripped them completely off Antonio's body, leaving the young stud in nothing but his bulging briefs. He reached out and grabbed Antonio's dick through his briefs. "Not much at all." "Oh no, guys," Antonio whined. The other cop had unzipped his fly and lowered his pants and briefs to his knees. His cock was hard and dripping. He put his hand on Antonio's head and pushed the young man to his knees. "Suck it bitch," he said, forcing his cock into Antonio's mouth. "Take it all down." As Antonio gagged on the massive cock in his mouth, his eyes caught a glimpse into the back seat of the cops' car. There was Nathan, his head thrown back and his eyes glazed over. It looked like he was only half-conscious. It also looked like he was naked. Apparently the cops had been lying in wait, almost as if they had been tipped off, and had been working on Nathan for some time now. But Antonio didn't have time to ponder any of that. He was too busy being face-fucked by one cop while being finger-fucked by the other. If he'd looked into his wallet, he would've found that all the tips he'd made that night had somehow disappeared.
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Who the hell could that be? I thought as I heard the knock on the door. I was on vacation and didn't want to be bothered by anyone. "One sec" I said as I walked into the living room and opened the front door. Shit I thought when I saw who it was Bub, the person I was going to jack off to. "What's up?" I said as he walked in, covered from head to toe in mud. "Is your Dad here?" "Nope" I said, "what the fuck happened to you?" "I got my truck stuck out in the field." "That sucks" I returned. "Yeah it does. I got it out but I can't drive home in it like this." "You're welcome to get a shower, Bub." "Thanks, but I don't have any clean clothes to put on after I'm done." Sweet I thought - this gorgeous 24 year old stud naked with water sluicing off his rock hard body. "Listen, after you undress just throw your clothes out and I'll wash them while your getting a shower. If they're not dry by the time you get out I lend you a pair of jeans. Okay?" "That sounds good. Thanks Terri would kill me if I came home like this." "I bet she would." Terri was the bitch he was currently fucking. "Like I said, just throw your clothes out and I'll run downstairs and wash them." "Okay" he answered, pulling his shirt from his waistband and over his head. "Just a minute and I'll give you the rest" he said as he closed the bathroom door behind himself. I could just imagine what he looked like - naked - his large bulge jutting from his hairy crotch, his smile lighting up his face. "Here you go Mike, and thanks again." "No problem, Bub." I looked at the clothes he handed me and noticed that he had included his boxers. Electric blue I thought as I pulled them to my nose and inhaled his manly scent. God, I wanted to be fucked by him. I threw his clothing in the washer and turned the setting to the long cycle, knowing they wouldn't be dry by the time Bub was done in the shower. Ten minutes later I heard the shower shut off and knew this was my chance. I walked up the stairs just in time to see Bub walk out of the bathroom with a white towel draped on his hips. "Sorry but your clothes aren't dry yet." "Shit." "I'll loan you a pair of jeans to slip on until they are dry. Hold on." "I'm not going anywhere" he laughed. Fuck, he was gorgeous. I went to my dresser and pulled out the oldest most worn pair of jeans I had, and took them to Bub. "Here you, sorry but there the only clean pair I have." "That's okay, they're better than nothing. Can I use your room to put them on?" "Sure go ahead." At least I could picture him standing naked in my room while I jacked off to his image. "You want a beer while you wait for your clothes?" "That would be cool." As I walked to the refrigerator all I could think of was Bub naked in my room. I grabbed a couple of beers and walked back to my room. "Did the pants fit?" I asked knowing I was a couple sizes larger than his 30 inch waist. "Yeah, they're cool' he answered as he walked out of the room. My tongue almost hit the floor. My jeans rode low on his hips just covering the private parts but making him look like he just got up from a long nap. "I was just going to watch a movie if you were interested." "Sure, what movie?" "Actually it's porn." "Sweet. Terri doesn't like to watch porn saying it grosses her out. I wish she would try - then maybe she'd put out for me a little more than once a week." "You only get laid once a week?" "Yeah, it sucks cause I'm always horny." "Well, if you don't think it's to weird feel free to stroke it during the movie." He responded by groping his crotch and smirking "Maybe I will have to take matters to hand." The movie was a new one called Ranch Hands Wife. It was a bisexual movie with lots of nasty scenes between the owner and his foreman. I took the recliner and Bub sat on the leather couch. It was a couple scenes into the movie before the man on man side of the video came out so I hoped he wouldn't even think about it when it started. After the first scene I looked over and saw that Bub's crotch was swelling and he was giving himself a rubdown. Gauging the time was ripe I opened by saying "God I'm hot. Mind if I start stroking?" pulling my eight inches out. "Go ahead, this is a hot fucking movie." He had no clue as to how hot. The best scene of the movie was just starting and I knew this was my only chance as the rancher just told the cowboy to strip. "Are they going to fuck?" Bub asked. "Yeah do you mind watching?" "I'm not so sure about watching two guys go at it." "Well maybe I can change your mind" I said as I stood up and walked over to him. "What the fuck you doing Mike?" "Something I've wanted to do for three years now" I said as I fell to my knees in front of him. "Just relax Bub. Relax and enjoy." "Get the fuck away from me" he said as my hand reached for the zipper of the his jeans. "Just relax" I whispered as my tongue tasted the tip of his ten inch cock. The man was hung like a horse. Bub started to stand up so out of desperation I swallowed as much of him as I could. "Oh god" he moaned. "Does this feel good, stud?" I asked. "Shit yes." "Do you want more?" "Yes, p-l-e-a-s-e!" he moaned. My tongue was wrapped around his manhood as my head bobbed up and down in his lap, his hands holding onto my head. "Where did you learn to suck cock, Mike?" "Around." The scene on the movie changed to the foreman rimming the rancher and I decided to follow suite. "Have you ever had a rim job, stud?" "No." "Good then this is your first." I let my hands come up and pull the jeans down to his ankles and spread his legs a little more. I then placed a kiss on my favorite spot of a man at the back of the cock and before the juicy manhole. "Tell me what you want Bub." "I want you to taste me." "Where, Bub." "My juicy hole." "Here?" I asked as my lips touched his manhole. "Yes, Mike, yes." He started to buck as my tongue went inside him. "Do you want to fuck me?" I asked. Kissing my way down to his ankle and back upper his inner thigh. "God yes. I want to be inside you so bad." "Help me get my jeans off then" I said, while standing and reaching into the end table drawer to get the lube. I felt his hands on my crotch. "Do you have condoms?" he asked. "I want you to do me bareback." "Are you sure?" "Yes. Now put you arms above your head" I said as I pulled my belt from my jeans. "Why?" "Just do what you're told, Bub." He put his hands in the air and I tied them together with my belt. "Why did you do that, Mike?" "Because I can." "Let's go to your room." "No, I'm gonna ride your cock right here on this leather couch" I said as I leaned forward and touched his lips to mine. Our tongues met and I straddled his rock hard lap, reaching behind myself to lead his cock to my tight wet hole. "Make my ass your's" I whispered into Bub's ear. 'Yes" he groaned as I slammed myself down on his ten inches. "Who does your cock belong to stud?" "What?" "Tell me who owns your cock, bitch." "You, Mike, you." "You're damn right. I do. Now tell me what you want." "I want you to ride my cock" Mike screamed back. "I've waited so long for this. I'm going to ride you like you've only dreamed of being ridden." "You're so tight. I'm going to explode." My hands gripped his hair for leverage as I rode his cock hard. My balls were slamming into his six pack abs. Our tongues kept meeting as are our mouths were locked together. My mouth then dipped down so my tongue could flick over his beaded nipple. "Cum inside me Bub. I want it, I need it!" "Ride me, Mike, p-l-e-a-s-e." "Say it again!" "P-L-E-A-S-E!" "You're so fucking hot. Bub" I said. "Open your eyes I wanna look into them as my ass makes you explode. Do you feel my tight ass around your cock?" "Yes, Yes, YES, p-l-e-a-s-e let me cum in you" Bub screamed as I felt the first hot explosion inside me. My lips go to his again. Before I slide down and clean him up. "That was the best fuck I've ever had." "Me to." "Good because you'll be keeping me happy at least once a week. I can't forget that big throbbing cock in my tight ass. But for now you got to get home. Wear my jeans home." "By the way, remember this anytime, anyplace, anyway." "What?" "I own you now."
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