Buck Stops Here

[Dubconforlife]

 

They say God makes no mistakes, and that everything is part of His plan.

If anyone doubted that statement, they would have to look no further than Lucas Maxwell as proof. Lucas, or Buck to his friends, had a body that was obviously made by God. If not God himself then someone God-adjacent for rarely does one find such perfection in the male form as they did with Buck.

At 18 he stood 6’3” in bare feet, 189 with 5.3% body fat, lean, smooth, cut muscle that was covered with unblemished skin tanned by hours and hours of swimming under a Kansas sun. Though born to a farmer, Buck had taken to water as if he were part fish at a young age. His strong form and endless energy had slowly transformed the boy from a large, midwestern bull to a lean, dangerous creature in the water. He had joined the high school water polo team as a freshman and was made varsity that same year. Since then, he has broken record after record with points scored, passes made and sprints won across the state.

His blond hair, blue-eyed face adorned banners in the crowd as people cheered the Bishop Carroll Catholic Eagles on to win after win his senior year, his name being yelled loudest by the female fans. He was a looker alright and everyone, but Buck seemed to know it. Buck’s parents were devoutly religious folks and had raised the boy to not care about things carnal and to devote his life to being the best person he could be.

Sure, he liked girls, even had a steady one. He wore her promise ring and had made out with her night after night in the back of his pickup truck looking up at the moon. They had talked about getting married and finally being able to have sex, he was hoping for a scholarship to Pepperdine or Gannon, both great faith-based colleges and she could move closer and be his wife.

God willing of course.

As God would have it though, Buck was destined for much more than he expected when UCLA came calling and offered him a free ride to one the best water polo programs in the world. The offer was far beyond what he and his parents had expected, and they had little choice but to accept. They thanked God and the church had a huge sending-off party for him. His girl would have to wait for him, there was simply no way for her to afford California and he was going to be pretty busy with the team.

He felt dizzy when he walked off the plane at LAX, the sheer amount of people rushing by the concourse was more than he had seen in one place ever! He found a guy with a cardboard sign that said his name standing there looking around.

“Hey!” he said walking over, “I reckon that’s me.”

The guy looked Buck’s age, maybe a little younger, he was skinny but in a toned way, like you could tell there were some muscles under the baggy clothes. His hair was wild, darkish blond with streaks of gold in it…he looked like a surfer guy dressing up in normal clothes.

He looked up and down at Lucas, taking the whole sight in, “You’re Lucas Maxwell?” he asked awe in his voice.

“One and only, my friends call me Buck.”

He held out a paw of a hand the surfer took it, “Matty, I’m one of the equipment managers for the team. They had me come and make sure you didn’t get lost…you play Wopo?”

Buck nodded and smiled, “I hope so or they’re gonna ship me back.”

Matty chuckled, “Ok then,” he looked him up and down again, “Wow…alright, let’s go find your stuff.”

Buck followed behind him, eager to start his new life.

BUCK

Los Angels is a big ass place!

I mean I know that makes me sound like some kind of yokel but shucks, there are too many darned people here. If this Matty guy wasn’t here I would have most likely wandered off and fell into a well or something. I mean everyone walked so fast, they talked like they were in an auction, and once we got into his car things went nuts!

The freeway was just a bunch of loops and he drove like he was on fire! Everyone was just zooming by, and I held on to my John Deere cap for all I had, pretty sure I was about to meet my maker sooner than later.

Matty thought it was funny the way I held on to the handle as we screamed through yellow lights, I really thought I was gonna piss my undies there for a moment.

We screeched to a halt in front of the swim center, my stomach doing backflips as we came to a stop.

“And here,” he said with a huge smile.

I glanced over at him, eyes wide, “Were we being chased?”

He laughed and got out, “Come on, let’s meet the team.”

The place was huge, the pool itself was amazing, there were a dozen guys, all in perfect shape walking around the place, diving, swimming, just being. They were all in Speedos, something we didn’t wear back home.

“Um, are those mandatory?” I asked Matty as we walked by.

“What?” he looked, trying to see what I was talking about. I glanced at one of the Speedos and he laughed, “You mean the banana hammock? Yeah, don’t stress the team provides them.”

That’s not what I was worried about.

I was introduced to the coach; he wasn’t as old as my dad and looked like he was a world-class swimmer as well. He explained the program to me, but I wasn’t paying all that much attention, all I could see was the fact that he was wearing a Speedo as he talked, I felt myself get more and more concerned.

“Anyways, I’m sure you’re beat. Matty, we put him in the freshman dorm, you wanna get him settled?”

Matty nodded, “We have a whole dorm to ourselves, we have a room for freshmen, you’re the only one so you got it solo for the semester!”

“On nice,” I said, dreading the eventual conversation that was coming.

It was a nice room, for one person it was roomy, with plenty of space. I put my stuff down and looked around, this would do just fine I reckoned.

“So, what do you do for fun?” Matty asked as I started to put my clothes away, “Tip cows? Chew tobacco? Chase sheep?”

“You forgot marrying my sister and moonshine,” I joked.

He nodded, “My bad, I was going for the classics.”

“Me and my friends we hung out at the DQ, go shooting, the county fair was always fun…you know normal stuff.”

He laughed, “Nothing you just said sounds normal…but it’s all good. We’ll teach you how to party West Coast style.”

I raised an eyebrow, “And what does that include?”

He started counting off on his fingers, “Drinking, sex, surfing, you know the holy trinity.” I must have made a face cause he backtracked, “Oh sorry, you’re a religious guy?”

I nodded and showed him my crucifix, “Born again.”

He nodded, “Cool, cool. I worship at the feet of Huey, God of surfing and no other. So, respect.”

I wanted to point out there was only one God, but I think he was joking, and I just met the guy, so I shut up and kept unpacking. This was gonna take some getting used to.

The next two days were nuts, getting my classes then learning my schedule, it was three days before I showed up for my first practice.

And was instantly overwhelmed.

One, there were triple the guys that were on my old team, so the locker room was packed. Second, they were all in such good shape! I mean I was fit but man, these guys looked like supermodels. And third, there was a pecking order, and I was on the bottom.

A guy with reddish brown hair and a body that looked like it was designed by engineers to live underwater, came walking at me wearing only a Bruins blue Speedo on. He had a cocky grin that would have looked like a douchebag on anyone else, but I had to admit, he was a handsome guy, he must have a pretty steady girlfriend.

“Heyseed,” he said raising a hand, “Get over here.”

I was still in jeans and a T-shirt; I hadn’t been given a locker yet.

“My name is Lucas,” I said putting my hand out.

He just smiled, “Nope, Hayseed. I’m Dane and this is my team. You any good?”

“Um…yeah?”

He laughed, “Um yeah…ok. Not the confidence I was looking for, but we’ll see. Matty, what’s his locker?”

Matty came jogging over, “72, that one boss.”

“Go change out and let’s see what we’re working with,” he said looking me up and down, “Hopefully more than those jeans are showing.”

He walked out before I could respond.

“Don’t mind him, he’s paid to be a professional asshole. He’ll come around.”

He showed me to my locker and there was everything laid out…and my Speedo.

“So,” I said picking them up, “I have to wear these?”

Matty nodded, “It’s uniform, why?” he looked down at my crotch, “You ashamed of something?”

I felt my face redden as my hands covered my front automatically, “No, it’s just…we didn’t use these back home.”

“Well, you’re not in Kansas anymore Toto, let me know if you need anything,” he said walking away, leaving me with a strip of cloth that was just going to be my own personal hell.

I walked out into the pool area and was met with stunned looks and then an explosion of howls.

“HOLY SHIT!” one of the guys screamed, “That kid is smuggling a snake!”

“Whoa watch out!” one of them called out as they ducked, “You’re gonna take an eye out!”

I really had thought I was over this stuff.

You see, my folks liked to say I was born half fish by the way I swim, but my pals back home insisted I was half horse because of…my…well you know, my thing. It was big, I can’t deny it. It’s always been a thing but over the last year, it got bigger, a lot bigger, so much so that I took to wearing trunks when I swam to not…well to not be obscene.

But here I was in a Speedo that was barely holding together and a dozen guys staring and pointing.

“Well now,” Dane said walking over to me, his eyes locked on my junk, “That’s something huh?”

I nodded, not sure what to say.

“Ok then,” he said reaching out and grabbing it, “Pleasure to meet you, Hayseed.”

I gasped as I jumped back, no one had ever touched me there before…I felt it twitch slightly as I covered myself.

He laughed, “So you look fit, how do you swim?”

“I can swim,” I said, sounding like a little kid.

“Ok then, prove it.”

And I did.

I spent the next two hours showing them what I had, we did laps, scrimmaged, and finally ended up in a sprint between Dane and me. He won but not by much, I could tell by the end he was impressed enough.

“Not bad Hayseed, I didn’t know they had real pools in Hicksville. You’re gonna need some work on your left side and your passing needs help but you got it. Get with Matty to take care of that ok?”

He looked down and I wondered what he was talking about.

“Just go show Matty, he’ll know what to do.”

He walked away, ending the conversation, leaving me to wonder what the hell I had to do now,

I walked in and found Matty by the coach’s office talking to one of the guys, he saw me and his eyes got wide. “Holy shit!” he said looking at my bulge, “What the fuck do they feed you in Kansas?”

As always, I felt my face grow red as my hands moved in front of it, “Dane said you’d know what I need.”

He was still just staring and nodding, “Yeah, I know what you need.”

He didn’t elaborate so I asked, “What’s that?”

His eyes met mine, “Yeah you need to shave, all of that has to go.”

He was talking about the hair that used to be covered by my trunks that were exposed by the Speedo now. I shaved my legs to help with flow, but I had never gone to my pubes before.

“Ok, I got 'em.”

He shook his head, “Nope, we have a way here,” he said, moving towards me, “And first shave is a tradition.”

“I can shave my…” I stopped as he grabbed my bugle and declared, “New meat coming though! New meat coming through!”

He began to pull me through the locker room by my bulge, I was so shocked I walked a few steps before pulling back. “Don’t!” I snapped.

He looked back confused but it was Dane who was in my face.

“Problem rook?”

“I don’t like guys touching my junk,” I said, not sure why he was involved.

“Oh?” He asked, grabbing it himself, “Is that so?”

“Stop,” I said and began to pull back, but he squeezed.

“This is a team thing,” he said softly, “You too good for the team? Everyone else had it done…why not you?”

My thing was getting hard…I never touched it unless I had to pee. Ma had said masturbating was self-harm so I left it alone…his hand was making it wake up something fast. I shook my head.

“So then let Matty do what he is going to do and stop being such a bitch, got it?”

I nodded.

“Great,” he gave it one last squeeze and stepped back, “All yours Matty.”

Matty walked up and grabbed my now hard penis through my speedos, “New meat coming through! New meat coming through!”

I followed him miserably, my face feeling like it was going to burst into flames I was so embarrassed. We got to the shower area and there was a bench and some shaving equipment set up.

“I’ll make this as painless as possible ok?” he said kindly and I nodded. “Ok. So, drop em and stand under a shower for a minute or so and then come back and sit down.”

Taking a deep breath, I slid them off, the sound of my thing slapping against my abs sounded way too loud in my ears. I heard him gasp as I walked over to a shower, my pride and joy bobbing the whole way.

“You remind me of my friend Archie,” he said as I rinsed off, “He had the same problem as you. Just too big.”

“Really?’ I asked, rinsing my hair, “What did he do about it?”

“Had a lot of sex.”

That made me smile, “I wish,” I held up my promise ring, “I already got a gal.”

“Engaged?” he asked.

“Promise ring, it’s more important.”

“Promise? Promise to what?”

I turned the water off, “Promise to wait for each other, not to…you know…until we’re married.”

His mouth dropped, “Hold up, you look like that, and have that…and you’re a virgin?”

I nodded as I sat down on the bench, “Yeah, nothing wrong with that.”

He looked me up and down, “Dude there is so much wrong with that. Ok, lay back on the bench, keep your legs spread, and don’t fight me.”

I laid back, my heart pounding like a bass drum.

I felt his hands touch between my thighs and I jumped.

“Whoa there boy…” he said softly, “Relax…it’s ok…”

I took a deep breath as he spread lather on my upper thighs, the feel of someone touching me there was all new and I felt my thing throb in response.

“Oh…” I moaned, “This is wrong…”

“Shh…” he said as he kept rubbing the lather on, “Just close your eyes…it’s ok…”

I did as he said and the world went black as he stopped and I felt something hard touch my skin, “Don’t move,” he warned, and I felt him begin to shave me. The razor was cold as it slid up the inside of my thigh, but it felt good…not ticklish but…exciting. I felt gooseflesh form on my legs as he moved up beneath my balls and then stopped and went back down.

“Ah…” I whimpered, feeling him nudge my nutsack.

“See? Simple enough…” he said sliding up again, making my whole body shake. Oh my god…this had to be a sin! It felt so good…

“Yeah, see? Doesn’t feel bad, does it?” he asked, and I shook my head. “Yeah, just lay there…it’ll be ok.”

He moved to the other leg and I felt myself spread it out wider, getting into the feeling.

“There you go, good boy…you got this.”

The razor moved up and down and my abs were covered with…with stuff as my penis leaked like it never had before. He touched my ballsac and I gasped as he moved it aside, “Stay still…” he warned.

He had a ball in his hand, oh my god…he was moving it aside so he could shave next to it but jeez…

“Ok other side,” he said, grabbing the other one and a small moan slipped out of my mouth all by itself. “Yeah it’s ok bud…you got it…”

He moved my balls around, making sure he got every inch of skin he could, and then patted my thighs, “Ok, turn over all fours.”

I looked up at him, my thing just sticking straight up, “What?”

“Need to get your ass, trust me, you’ll love it when I’m done.”

I slowly got up, “I don’t need my ass done…”

He nodded, “Come on man, it’s tradition.”

Sighing I turned over, and got on all fours, straddling the bench.

“Yeah, you’re a swimmer alright,” he said, his hands moving over my cheeks, “You got those perfect mounds of muscle that only swimming can make.”

I shivered as he moved over my ass, “T-thanks…”

I felt the razor move over my buns and I tried to will my thing to go down, but it was no use. In this position the head was rubbing against my eight-pack and…oh gosh it felt good…so good…

I jumped when he spread my cheeks and began to shave down the middle, he was quick, and his movements were sure, but no one had ever touched me like this…my whole body was reacting, and oh…oh…it felt too good!

This was a sin, I just knew it!

He rinsed my crack and moved a hand between it, “Ok…hmmm…”

“W-what?” I asked, afraid to look back.

“Shit…hold on…I think some fell in.”

“What?”

“Shhh…” he snapped, and I closed my mouth, “Some of the hair fell in, if we don’t get it out now it will drive you nuts.”

“Get it out?”

“Face forward, mouth shut.”

I did as he said, trying not to panic.

“Ok…relax…don’t freak…”

His finger poked at my hole, and I freaked.

“NOOO!” I cried, trying to stand up but his hand pushed in my lower back and stopped me.

“Chill, BUCK! Chill. Now.”

I stopped struggling but my breathing was coming like I had been running a marathon.

“Look bud, trust me, if it dries in there you are going to be miserable. Just chill the fuck out and let me get it now…or you will be crying all night. You trust me?”

I nodded.

“Then get back down and relax.”

I slowly laid back down on all fours, closing my eyes.

“Ok, deep breath,” he said, his finger touching my hole.

I forced myself not to jump as I felt his fingertip push into me. He began to wiggle it around and my thing began to harden again, the tip smearing more stuff against my abs.

“Fuck you’re tight…” he said as he forced more into me, “Little more…just a little…” Oh god! Oh god, he was in me…I could feel him start to fill me up…why was my thing so hard…oh no….

“Yeah almost,” he said, standing up behind me, “You need to relax man or I’m never gonna get it…”

“I’m trying,” I whimpered, feeling my body tingle from the new sensations.

“Ok, let’s try this…”

His hand moved around my dick and my eyes flew open, “What?”

“Shh…it’s ok…it’s ok…” he said as he slowly stroked me, “You need to relax…”

Shit! His hand…I tried to pull away but all I did was force more of his finger into me, I pushed off and now I was just moving my dick in his hand!

“Yeah see…you got it…” he said as I tried to find a way out of this but just continued to use his hand to jerk me off, this was wrong!

“We-we can’t do this…” I panted.

“Shhh, it's ok big guy, we’re just looking for a hair…nothing wrong…”

“Ohhh…” I groaned as his first knuckle entered me, “Matty…”

“I gotcha…I gotcha…” he said, sliding his finger slightly then pushing it back in.

“OH!” I gasped as he began to slowly side it in and out of me…my leaking dick in his hand loving every second, “No…no…no…” I chanted as I felt him start to slowly side his hand over my length.

“Yeah, come on big guy…we’re almost there…” he said, sliding his finger out and then replacing it with two!

“OH GOD!” I cried out as my head went down to the bench, his hand speeding up on my cock. I was pushing back onto him now as I felt my weeping dick leak everywhere. I was rutting back like a pig in heat and there was nothing I could do to stop it!

“Yeah, come on Buck…come on…you can do it…”

I don’t know what he was talking about, but I was sliding back and forth now, shoving his two fingers into my virgin ass as his hand stroked my massive cock the whole time. Squeaks and whimpers were all I could make as I felt my swollen balls begin to tingle.

“Oh lord…close…oh fuck…” I intoned.

“Yeah, we almost there? We almost got it?”

“So close…so close…” I panted…

“Come on Buck…one…last…”

He shoved his fingers all the way in, and my cock exploded.

My mouth was open in a silent scream as I unloaded all over my abs. Cum dripped down on the bench as my ass spasmed around his fingers, fireworks went off in my head as I rammed his fingers deeper and deeper into me as I came. My whole brain was on fire as my cock wouldn’t stop cumming. After a minute of this, I felt my dick start to slow and he slipped his fingers out, making me gasp as they left.

“And got it…” he said, slapping my ass, “See? Not so bad.”

I still had my eyes closed, hunched over the bench as cum dripped from my eight-pack onto the wood below. All I could do was nod.

“Ok, rinse up and you’re good,” he said collecting all the stuff, “Oh and don’t worry,” he said getting close to my ear, “Next time we can do it back in your room, so it isn’t out in the open.”

I nodded and he walked away, whistling a happy tune.

I slowly got up and looked at the mess on my abs and chest and walked over to the shower…feeling as guilty as all heck. As I turned on the water I began to rinse off and began to pray for forgiveness…

Wait? Did he say next time?

Fuck.

[gkkau]

Great Start ,hope to read more.

[shinelover]

I love how this is going! Fucking sexy -can't wait for more!

[AnonPerv]

Loving it so far. 😈

[plisken]

Lets hear of next time

[Theo8]

need more 

[MeatPcs]

What a great start! 😍

[Dubconforlife]

I spent the whole next week praying.

What had happened was sinful, but I don’t think it was on purpose. Matty had been just looking out for me, it was my own weakness that made it sexual. I owed him an apology, but I was horrified by what I had done, and he didn’t bring it up. So, I spent the next week just training my ass off, reading my bible, and trying to learn my new routine.

Practice was grueling, we had a morning session which was laps and gym, and then an afternoon session where we handled drills and scrimmages. By the end of the day, I was exhausted and limped back to my room and get some homework done if I was lucky.

I was rarely lucky.

Our first match was that Friday, I wasn’t starting but I felt like I was. We were up against Biola, a private Christian university from the area and we were expecting to win. The day of the match everyone was quiet, there was no cross-talk or joking around, they were deadly serious.

The first half was a disaster, they came out of nowhere with an intensity the training films hadn’t shown. They quickly took the lead, and we spent the whole time on our back foot. Dane was pissed but he was holding it in pretty well. The coach looked around and one of the guys had hurt his ankle during the last pass, he looked over at me, “Maxwell, you’re in for Parker.”

I nodded as my stomach soured, shit this was for real now.

Matty sat down next to me, “You got this big guy, just focus and remember the drills.”

I nodded as I closed my eyes and prayed.

We went out and it was like night and day, Dane and I slipped into a rhythm, and by the third quarter, we had caught up! An energy took the team over, and we ended up rolling over them like they weren’t even there. After the game the locker room was wild, the guys crowded around me, slapping my ass, a few hugs, it was amazing.

“People!” Dane said walking up and putting his arm around my shoulder, “We have only one thing to thank for our victory, a talisman, a true source of power…”

I was about to thank him when he grabbed the front of my speedo and squeezed.

“All hail our donkey totem!”

My mouth opened in shock as everyone cheered and then walked up to do the same. I stood there in shock as a dozen jocks grabbed my junk and shook it, all giving thanks to my rapidly inflating dick.

“Welcome to the team stud,” Dane said ruffling my hair, “You did great!”

And just like that a new tradition had been born.

Every game after that it became normal for the guys to pat my thing before we went out to play, some it was a quick tap, some really squeezed it…no matter what, it was what we did now, and I had little choice but to play along. I was the new guy, and they were welcoming me as one of them, what else could I do?

The problem as…my hair was growing.

It was a month, and I could see it starting to grow back…and I started to panic. I couldn’t risk losing my faith again so I went out and bought some shaving cream and a razor and did the best I could in my room. I could already tell it was a bad job, I couldn’t get places and I couldn’t see, but I did my best and hoped no one would notice.

They noticed.

“What the what?” Dane said that Tuesday, looking at me as I changed out, “Matty did that to you?”

I looked down and shook my head, “Um, no I did.”

He rolled his eyes, “Get Matty to clean that up tonight.”

“I can…”

He gave me a stare, “Donkey, get Matty.”

And that was that.

I walked over to the coach’s area and found him, “Hey Matty.”

He glanced down and then back to my face and chuckled, “Your room tonight?”

I felt my face grow red as I nodded.

“Sweet, I’ll bring the supplies.”

I walked away horrified, God what if I lost control again?

That night there was a knock on my dorm room and there was Matty with a grocery bag full of stuff, “I come bearing gifts.”

“Thanks, man,” I said, ushering him in before anyone could see him.

“So…you don’t drink right?” he asked.

I shook my head, “Only wine at communion.”

He rolled his eyes, “More for me then, hey one of the boosters made us brownies…try one.”

I took a plastic container of chocolate brownies, they looked delicious. I took one and ate it in two bites, it was so good! It had an earthy taste I couldn’t place but it was damn good, and I hadn’t eaten sweets since the season started. I handed them back and Matty shook his head, “Have another, I’ll have one later.”

I took another and savored the taste as he set up his stuff.

“Ok, strip down, and let’s put a towel down on your bed,” he said.

I nodded as I stripped and still ate, “Thanks for this…” I said as he laid a towel down on my bed for me to lay on.

“Hey man, it’s my job, next time just come to me, don’t fuck it up like this ok?”

I nodded, feeling like an idiot as I lay down on my stomach.

He moved my legs apart and I felt him cover my thighs with shaving cream and I shivered. God, why did it have to feel so good? I just know this is a sin in some way, it has to be. He made sure he had it all covered before he slowly started to shave. As he worked I felt myself relax, all of my worries seemed to be just slipping away…it felt amazing!

“Nice and easy,” he said, moving the razor over my cheeks…oh no I was getting hard again!

“Ok, turn over,” he said, and I paused.

“Come on big guy…not like I haven’t seen it already.”

Slowly I rolled over, my thing was rock hard…I was so embarrassed.

“Whoa there!” he laughed, “Gonna take someone’s eye out with that!”

“I’m so sorry…” I said and he shook his head.

“Dude, it’s all good,” he grabbed it by my base, and I gasped, “Never be ashamed of this.”

I looked down and was about to ask him what he was doing when I saw him lathering up my pubes, “W-what are you doing?”

“Giving you a real shave,” he said, as he started to shave, “It’s easier here away from everyone.”

I nodded, feeling my thing pulse in his hand…oh gosh what was going on?

“How you feeling buddy?”

I closed my eyes, “Gooooddd…” I said, feeling my head spin.

He chuckled, “Yeah, brownies are good.”

I nodded, not sure what he meant.

He kept moving my thing left and right, making sure everything was smooth, and then let it go. I was horrified to hear it slap against my abs. He pushed my thighs apart and began on the other side, I bit my lip from moaning.

He worked on my inner thighs and then grabbed another razor, “Ok…you relaxed?”

I nodded, a giggle escaping my mouth.

“Ok, don’t move,” and I felt him grab my balls.

“Wha?”

“Shh…stop moving,” he said, covering my ballsac with lather.

“But…I…”

“Buck, stop talking, stay still.”

I closed my mouth as I felt him play with my balls…and a low moan slipped out.

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “It’s ok, I got you.”

I nodded, my head falling back onto the bed. I felt dizzy but in a good way, oh my gosh…

“Yeah, these bad boys needed them, man, looks like a spider web down here.”

“S-sorry…” I stammered.

“I gotcha bud, you trust me right?”

I nodded.

“Good…” he lifted under and shaved the very bottom of my balls.

“Oh my gosh…” I moaned, my hips bucking up.

“Haha, someone likes it, hold steady bud…” he got the last of the sac and moved back, “Ok, all fours, you know the drill.”

I moved over, my head felt like it was underwater. I just kept giggling, why was this so funny? I got on all fours and wiggled my ass and then laughed more.

“Ok,” he said slapping my ass, “Stay still!”

I stopped moving as he began to slide the razor between my crack. Another gasp as I tried to stay still, why did this feel so good? He worked for a few minutes, my mind completely spacing out, just enjoying the touch.

Gosh, this was a sin for sure.

I felt him wipe the skin off, “Ok, lemme inspect my work.”

Nothing happened and then I felt a small breeze move against my hole.

“Ooohhh…” I said, feeling it flutter open and close.

“Yeah, looks good…need to really check ok?”

I nodded, feeling like I was falling even though I wasn’t.

“Let’s try the taste test…”

I was about to ask what he meant when I felt something warm push into my hole.

“OH FUCK!” I screamed as I felt his tongue slip into my little jock, hole, “What…wait…”

Oh my gosh…his tongue was in me…oh…fuck…why did it…shit…

My arms collapsed and I laid my head on the bed, my ass straight up. I felt his hands push my cheeks apart as he went deeper and deeper…I was panting as I felt my body react to his touch…

“Sin…” I slurred but he pushed further causing me to moan louder.

Oh my god, what was he doing? His tongue was moving around, making me feel things…bad things…oh my gosh…why was I pushing back…why did I want more?

He kept moving in and out of me and I was slowly losing my mind. It took me a second to realize I was rocking back into his thrusts, oh god I was doing this myself…no…I’m not a sinner…

Finally, his tongue slid out and I collapsed on the bed, panting like a dog in heat. He rolled me over and my hard cock bobbed about as he laid me down on my back. He looked down at me and I saw he had taken his shirt off, he was in good shape! He was tanned too, he looked really fit…

“How you feeling?” I asked.

“Good…” I answered truthfully, “But…”

“Shhh,” he said leaning down and putting his mouth over my cock. My eyes rolled back as I got my first blow job…from a guy no less! My hands went over my head as I tried to resist but just felt myself giving into the pleasure. My hips bucked up, pushing my dick farther into his mouth, oh god what was I doing?

His hands moved to my nipples as he sucked on my log and I felt my body just melt under him, my mind was so foggy…I moaned like some kind of Jezebel as I felt him grab the base of my cock and worked the top. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, why oh why hadn’t I done this before?

He licked up and down my shaft, causing me to whimper with each inch. Oh my god, this was the best…he was making me babble as I felt my reservations just burn away under this lust…

He pushed my thighs apart and began to suck on my balls, “OHMYGOSH!” I screamed as he rolled one around in his mouth. My legs spread wider as I let him do whatever he wanted, I knew it was wrong, I was sinning…but oh my god why did it feel so good?

He worked them both over for minutes, making me cry with pleasure as I fell deeper and deeper under his spell. He finally spit them out, leaving me panting, looking at him with confusion as to why he stopped.

“So good right?”

I nodded.

He undid his pants and dropped his jeans and climbed back onto the bed, “Come on then,” he said, holding his hard dick, “Your turn.” He moved towards my head, and I freaked, he saw my panic and smiled, “Come on big guy,” he said grabbing my shaft and stroking, “Fair is fair…isn’t that the Christian way?”

I moaned as he jerked me off and he took the moment to push the head of his dick into my mouth. I froze as he slowly pushed into me, his hands moving faster causing me to groan around his hard cock.

“That’s it, cover your teeth…more tongue…come on Buck…faster.”

His words melted into my brain and as he jerked me off I did as he said, slowly I was being taught how to suck a man’s cock…what was wrong with me? I don’t know how long I did this before I felt his mouth on my dick and I just lost it.

It was like I was sucking my own cock, the two of our mouths moving in unison, my hands moved to his ass as I guided his cock into my mouth. He thrust into me as he serviced my cock like a champ. God, why was I into this? This was bad, this was sin…

GOD THIS WAS INCREDIBLE.

I began to lick his shaft, doing my best to do the things to him he was doing to me. Oh god, I was getting close…I could feel it. His hand moved between my legs, and I felt his finger tickle at my hole. I tried to clench it shut but couldn’t his mouth was making my cock throb and each time it did his finger slipped in further and further…

Oh god…he was in me! I could feel him touching me up in there, my ass itched…my cock was so hard…why…oh Jesus why…

He stabbed up and I felt him push against something that made me explode. I began to shoot into his mouth, what felt like gallons as he kept stabbing at the spot, making flashes of light explode in my eyesight. He choked a little as I flooded his mouth, my dick not stopping for a second. It was insane, I felt like I would never stop cumming! My whole body shook as I came over and over…

Finally, he came off my cock, pulling his dick out of my mouth. I collapsed into the bed, and he moved over me, straddling my chest.

“Open,” he said.

I opened my mouth and he pushed into my mouth and began to face fuck me savagely. I held on this his tight ass for dear life as he pushed into me over and over. I felt his cock head hit the back of my throat and gagged a little, but he didn’t stop.

“Yeah, take that cock…come on altar boy…take my cock!”

His words burned but I was so turned on…what was wrong with me?

"Yeah, take it…take it all…”

My eyes watered as he used my mouth as a hole…his dick sliding up and down my tongue…his precum staining my taste buds.

“Yeah…gonna cum…take my load…fucking drink my load…”

His cock throbbed and then cum flooded my mouth. I tasted sperm for the first time in my life and was horrified to find it didn’t taste that bad. I had to swallow all of it, his cock was shoved all the way in, twitching as he unloaded every drop of his cum down my throat.

When he was done, he pulled his cock out, my own spit and his cum dripping onto my face.

“Tongue,” he said, and I stuck my tongue out as he cleaned his cock off, “Good boy.”

I smiled.

“You tired?”

I nodded, feeling exhausted.

He leaned down, “Go to sleep,” and he kissed me.

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, and I felt myself kiss him back, my arms moving around him as we made out. He laid on top of me as I just went with it, the heat of his body against mine turning me on all over again.

But as we kissed, I felt myself slip away as sleep overtook me.

Dreams of sucking cock dancing through my head.

[mjkuhl]

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