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I was a horny young man whose dick stood at a more or less rigid angle so the tip of my 7" was a mere couple of inches from my belly when rock hard. This condition lasted until my mid to late twenties when I became more comfortable at a more horizontal angle. Getting sucked was hard unless the cocksucker lay on his back, hanging his head over the side of the bed so I could lean over him and fuck his mouth and throat, my sweaty balls laying and sliding over his nose. Anal was easier. I simply had the bottom lay on his stomach and I lay on his back and fuck him. It was comfortable for me and the bottoms liked it because I weighed less than 200 lbs.

I had also fucked someone when we were standing up: he stood fully upright instead of bending-over as most assholes do when getting fucked standing up. We didn't complete the fuck at that time because we were in an open area, so we went to his place which was nearby so I could finish fucking him and get my rocks off in his ass.

One fine Fourth of July when I was 22 my then lover and I had gone to a church picnic. The nice part was that few children attended and there was two restrooms, one for adults only, and another one on the other side of the expansive park marked "Families." I had been shooting the shit with Dave, a handome blond guy of 25 when we both had to take a piss. We went to the adults men's room, our cheap rubber flip-flops making noise as we walked, and we pissed in the trough urinal, then we started hugging. Dave then dropped to his knees and sucked on my dick which hardened in his mouth so I was at attention. He kissed it, and when he stood up I said "You have a great head on your shoulders." "I want to get fucked" was his reply. "Got lube?" I asked. He said he had been fucked a couple of hours before and the man's cum should still be in there.

We didn't have any place to lay down and fuck so, I decided to just have him lean up against the concrete wall. Dave dropped his pants, stepped out of one leg and spread his legs a bit apart. I spat on his hole, stepped up close and shoved my dick up his ass. My love-missile rocketed up him as he grunted in appreciation for my stud services. I hilted myself and fucked him fast and good, holding his shoulders as I made love to him. I had read about a large manly jocker "performing a brutal act of sodomy in his punk up against the wall" in prison and thought of myself as the studly fucker putting his meat to his punk, using him for his sexual enjoyment as well as establishing himself as the man in the relationship while putting the punk in his place, in my mind, as a guy not worthy of being called a man.

My pelvis rocked steadily, driving my dick back and forth in Dave's asshole as I fucked him with gay abandon. My dick felt good as I shifted my hands to his hips to steady us and get as much meat as possible up his ass with each thrust. I fucked him faster, harder, asserting my manhood and the fella's lack of manliness as my dick felt better and better. I then began counting down as I got close to cumming. I got my urges and then slammed it home and hilted myself as I began cumming in his ass in powerful rapid-fire spurts, the fireworks going off in both our heads as my prick pumped spunk up Dave's ass and my pleasure. Dave arched his back to get as much of my dick in his ass as possible and then I pulled halfway out and slammed it home a few times. I then rested as my dick finished pulsating with pleasure inside him and he lovingly massaged it with his talented ass muscles.

A fat older balding man with a beard and glasses walked in and Dave glanced around and extended a greeting. "Who's the latest stud?" the man then asked, to which Dave replied "This is Hank" and introduced me to the older guy, named Ken, continuing to explain Ken had fucked Dave just a couple of hours earlier, so I had, in effect, used Ken's cum as lube. We men shook hands and I thanked him for his cum, and it had served as great lube. Ken and I then kissed and I disengaged from Dave, who who then sucked my dick clean and kissed it and my balls. Ken and I then embraced and french kissed while he used Dave's mouth instead of the urinal. Then we all disengaged. Ken and I left Dave on his own - until the next time we needed relief.

Edited by Hotload84
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