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Ace was staring at the television set, bored out of his mind, as Seth was killing, destroying, and pillaging enemy territory on Halo Wars. Both boys were glued to the television set but both were about to pass out from sheer lack of entertainment.

Ace was spending the night at Seth’s house, a common happening as the two were best friends and had been for the past three years. Both boys enjoyed each other’s company as they brought each other laughs and good times as only true friends could share. There was never any secrets between the two except for one. The secret belonged to Seth and it was one that could have altered the friendship permanently:

Just a short year ago, Seth was exploring his new-found interest in boys. He hadn’t before heard terms such as “gay” or “bisexual” but, unknowingly, he would fall under both labels as he aged. Seth hadn’t considered himself weird or even at all different from the other boys, he just knew that something that he liked about guys did not exist in women and that same thing would be the key to his loss of interest in the opposite sex. Now, as a wiser fourteen-year-old teen, Seth was fully aware that he was indeed gay.

Seth did not know if it was because he and Ace were so close, or if it was the face the Ace was wonderfully beautiful, but as he realized his homosexuality and as months passed, Seth found that whenever he was near Ace, whenever he thought about him, there was always a longing for something more. Later declared by Seth as love, this feeling made him always want to be closer to Ace and always made him feel as if something was missing. As he did with his orientation, he had discovered with age that this feeling was truly love and there was nothing he could do about it but to feed the lust or longing anyway he could.

Seth had good reason to have such a liking towards Ace; Ace was one of the best choice in boy that a guy could want. He was not only strikingly handsome, but he was witty, had a wonderful personality, topped with a hilarious sense of humor, and a spark of boyishness, maybe childishness, that set it all off. All of this mix that made up this perfect boy came encased in a wonderful body and mind:

Ace was about five foot seven, maybe five foot eight. He had long blonde locks that stretched from the top of his scalp down to just above his eyes and his high cheekbones in the front and lied on his collar in back. His eyes, deep sea-blue sapphires with an inviting shimmer encased inside of them, made you want to gaze into them and let yourself become lost. He had wonderfully full, red lips that begged to be kissed and pampered with equally perfect lips pressed against them in the most loving way. Keeping a clean-shaven face, no part of this handsomeness was hidden by facial hair or the slightest blemish.

As if this were not enough, the body that held up the majestic face was even better; Ace had a build of a regular high-school track runner: a very slight muscle tone with a subtle hint of femininity and a slight six-pack over his abdomen that can be seen if looked at hard enough. Beyond this, he wonderful legs, built by a master craftsman it seemed, as each section fell together in the most handsome way to create a finish of greatness.

Only one feature surpassed all of these small things: the main attraction of Ace’s body, his beautiful ass. Ace was unlike any other boy in his high school by the sheer beauty of his backside. Contrary to the flat-assed regular class of boy, Ace had the perfect heart-shaped ass that was contoured with an inviting roundness and tightness only a virgin could keep. On top of this, the entire ass was just a little too big for Ace’s frame, which just made it look even more mouth-watering as Ace’s touch of femininity surfaced when he walked, allowing his hips to sway from side to side in a girlish fashion.

Seth looked at Ace as a Greed god, a perfect ten, a one-in-a-million beauty. Now, Seth was not too bad looking either. In fact, he was quite tempting himself.

Seth had jet black hair that was short clipped and only intruded upon his face when his bangs came to his eyebrows in the front. It ended just above his collar in the back, giving him the look of the All-American boy stereotype. His emerald eyes glistened when looked into and sparkled in the sun and drew in the gaze of any onlooker with their innocence. He had a select few freckles spread across his face that accented his handsomeness well, along with semi-full pink lips that, when stretched into a smile, invited you to share the grin.

Seth’s body wasn’t too bad either. He was like Ace, not too muscular, just a hint of muscle tone beneath the surface. He was slim, but not too skinny, just the perfect amount between slender and ripped. His legs were average, but his ass, like Ace’s, stood out among a crowd of boys. Ace and Seth had the same blessing, an ass that made their jeans tight.

Seth was much more feminine than Ace and it showed, also, in his walk, but more so in his personality of understanding and a true friend. Seth was equipped with an intelligence that made him A’s in school and allowed him to make good decisions, a wonderful sense of humor that everyone enjoyed, and a charm that went unmatched.

Now, as the boys sat in the bedroom, playing that video game, Seth stared longingly at Ace, who was now in possession of the controller, thinking about all the times they’d spent together. Oh, how he wished it could be more. Seth would kill to have that beautiful boy to call his own, to kiss whenever he wanted to, to love at any time, to have a nice fuck any night of the week with… That was Seth’s dream: a steady, romantic relationship with that gorgeous hunk of guy.

Now, as Ace put the controller down and turned his gaze, their eyes met and Seth quickly broke the connection.

“Are you going to bed soon?” Ace asked.

Now in focus, Seth replied: “Yeah, I was thinking about it. It’s nearly 2:00 A.M.”

Ace yawned. “Can I wash my hair before I go to bed?”

“Shower is where it’s always been.”

“Thanks.”

Ace rose from his chair and exited the room to go to the adjoining bathroom. Seth began to watch TV sleepily and soon began to doze.

Soon, he felt a vibration in his pocket.

He pulled out his brand-new blackberry phone and checked the screen. It was an incoming call from Ace.

Seth answered. “Did you get lost?”

“Ha, funny. No, I just realized I don’t have a towel and there aren’t any in the closet. Can you bring me one, please?” Ace replied.

“Sure thing. Be right there.”

Seth exited his bedroom and walked to the laundry room, picking up a red towel. He walked back to the bathroom and turned the doorknob and pushed to see Ace, totally naked, with his back turned towards Seth whose eyes instantly fell upon the unclothed ass that stood before him. Seth was announcing his presence but cut off mid-sentence just from the sight. Ace turned around quickly, accidently flashing his cock into Seth’s sight.

Seth had never before seen Ace’s cock. Now, as he looked upon it, it was the most mouth-watering thing he’d ever laid eyes upon. He’d seen plenty of hot cocks on porn websites but Ace’s was superior in every way.

Ace’s cock was about seven inches long, very well endowed from his father. He obviously shaved his pubic hair, as he only had a trimmed patch lying above his succulent member, which just made it look bigger than it was, and Seth was okay with that. Ace’s cock was unique as the pink tint on the shaft from the state of erection did not match the color of the head, which was a furious scarlet and throbbing. His semi-low hanging ball sac was a beautiful pink color and also shaved, and his testicles looked positively suckable.

Seth did not have much time to look upon this moment of delight as, realizing he was standing in all his erected glory, Ace’s hands flew to his crotch, covering what Seth was drooling over.

Unable to form words Seth sat there dumbfounded.

“You can put the towel on the counter. Thanks.” Ace said shyly.

“I thought you were just going to wash your hair.”

“I couldn’t without getting inside.”

Seth’s shower was a rather altyazılı porno large one, with two sliding glass entry ways. You could open the shower from behind the water stream or in front of it, which forced you to stretch to get your head in the stream from outside the shower. Ace’s excuse was totally understandable.

Seth didn’t want this moment to end. He’d always dreamed of the day that he’d see Ace nude, that he’d taste said nude body, and that he’d be the boy to please every nerve in Ace’s gorgeous body. Therefore, he hesitated with his words, to prolong the scene.

Seth set the towel down and stood there, looking Ace’s body over.

“Thanks…” Ace said, awkwardly.

“No problem.” Seth said, knowing that the moment was over. He opened the door behind him and left.

He stood outside, thinking about what had just happened. He’d just seen Ace Carrington, his dream guy, totally naked. Seth looked down at his feet and, for the first time, noticed that a giant bulge was in the front of his jeans, working at the seams.

Seth knew that he should walk away. He’d have more chances to look at that body. For instance, when Ace slept, he slept in his boxers. Late at night, he could pull back the blankets and examine him. However, even as Seth thought about this possibility, he knew that it was unlikely. He’d never have the courage to do that, his fear of Ace waking up would be too much. No, this was his only chance. Letting lust take his body over, Seth watched as his hand reached for the knob, twisted it, and pushed inward.

Steam had filled the room already, the hot spray already on. The noise of the water hitting the tile of the shower floor overpowered the sound of Seth’s entrance, letting him go unnoticed. Seth could believe what he was about to do but, disregarding his basic instincts, he opened the back section of the shower door, and very, very quietly slid it open until his head fit inside. Seth peered in and saw the glorious sight of Ace’s wet backside once again. Ace was lathering his abdomen with fragrant soap and Seth was lost in the scent and the sight.

A splash of guilt worked over Seth’s heart and he removed his head from the shower. Thinking it over, he decided that he’d done enough. The sound of a light moan shattered that previous thought and Seth instantly looked in again. This time, he noticed the small movements that Ace was making, his left shoulder moving quickly, his right arm at his side, his knees slightly bent… Ace was jacking off in Seth’s own shower!

Seth had to hold back a gasp at this realization and looked in with even more curiosity. His brain began to work fast, keeping pace with his pounding heart.

“Ace is horny,” Seth thought. “Obviously so… he’s jerking off. He wants to cum… if offered a blowjob, wouldn’t he accept as the alternative would be his left hand? I would…”

Seth had decided then and there that this was the night he would make a move. He closed the shower door and knocked. A short gasp came from inside.

“Yeah?” Ace’s voice came, unsteadily.

“Um, are you okay?” Seth asked stupidly.

“Yeah…”

“Sorry, um, that’s not what I meant to ask. Um… I saw you jacking off.”

“You… saw me? How?”

“Well… I looked in on you…”

“Like in the shower; while I was in it?”

“Yeah…” Seth responded with a short hesitation.

“Why?”

“Isn’t it obvious,” Seth responded, laughing nervously, “I like you, Ace! There, I said it. I like you!”

“You like me…?” Ace asked, now out of the shower, looking Seth in the eyes, a towel around his waist. “Like gay like… so you think I’m…?”

“Yes. I like you, I’m gay, and yes, I think you’re hot. Gorgeous, even.”

Ace chuckled, his ego growing. “Why are you telling me this?”

Seth pointed to the hard on making a tent of the towel. “I wanted to help you with that.”

Ace looked down and a smile spread across his face. “How?”

Seth’s eyes widened. “WHAT!? You mean you would actually let me!?”

“Duh, dude… You’re my best friend. If I were going to trust anyone to do something like that and keep it a secret, it’d be you. Plus, you know, I’ve got a thing for guys… I’m not gay, I just, like, am interested. Maybe I’m bi… curious? Whatever, it doesn’t matter, what I’m saying is that, yes, I’d let you.”

Seth slowly comprehended what Ace was saying. “So… you’re cool with me being gay?”

Ace chuckled. “Is that even a question with what I just told you? So… what do you want to do to me?”

Seth’s brain was blank. “Whatever you want.”

Ace thought about it and answered quickly. “Well, when I’m jacking off, you know, I always get off faster when I’m watching a blowjob… Girl sucking cock? Maybe I have a fetish for it but I’d really enjoy it if you sucked me.”

Seth’s mouth fell open. He could only nod.

“Well then,” Ace said as he moved his hand and the towel fell to his ankles. “Loose the clothes, and get in here,” he finished, getting in the shower.

Seth quickly ripped off his t-shirt, hitting the wall as he moved so fast with anticipation. He undid his belt and tore down his jeans and boxers, letting his own throbbing, six-and-a-half-inch cock free. He opened the back section of the shower again and went inside.

Ace was standing inside, smiling.

Seth really didn’t know how to start. Ace picked up on this and offered guidance. “Rub it a little bit then just get on your knees and suck it.”

Seth followed his instructions precisely. He reached out with his hand and wrapped it around Ace’s really warm rod. Seth began to jerk it a little bit. Using his other hand too, he gave it a small jerk with quick speed. Ace said that he’d had enough of that and wanted Seth to begin the blowjob.

Nervously, Seth kneeled down on his knees and Ace’s cock was right in his face. Playfully, Ace hit Seth in the face with it. Seth chuckled and wrapped his hand around the base of the cock to start. Slowly, Seth stuck out his tongue and licked on the head. Ace shuddered as his tongue hit it for the first time, obviously never feeling this before.

Seth kept licking slowly, under the head, on the side, all around it. Seth licked the shaft up and down and moved on to Ace’s balls, using his tongue to take one into his mouth and then the other. Ace could no longer take the suspense and thrusted forward to push his cock against Seth’s lips. Seth opened his mouth and took the head of the cock in between his teeth gently. Quickly, Seth’s tongue was swirling around it nonstop. Seth went further down on the shaft and allowed Ace’s cock head to hit the roof of his mouth.

Seth tried a deepthroat to get proper lubricant. Having no gag reflex, he was able to take the full seven inches into his throat. Seth then began to pick up a rhythm of an up and down motion on the shaft, always keeping the pre-cum-oozing head in his mouth and his tongue feverishly lapping at it. Ace had also picked up a rhythm of thrusting in and pulling out of Seth’s mouth as Seth went back and forth.

Seth still had his hand on the base of Ace’s dick, jacking it off slowly as he used his mouth to milk it for all the cum hidden in the depths of Ace’s balls. Ace was throwing moans in as his breathing increased in volume, degree, and tempo.

Seth was still in disbelief. Even as he had the sweet, sweet meat of Ace’s manhood in his mouth, running past his teeth and pulsing against his tongue, he could not comprehend that this was real, that he had actually landed his dream boy. Seth decided, then and there, that there was a very generous God watching over him.

Looking back to the task at hand, getting Ace to cum that is, Seth took all of the length in his mouth and he could feel the head of Ace’s cock, oozing precum, on the back of his throat and moaned himself out of pure pleasure.

Ace grinned but, as Seth started going back and forth again, this time quicker, the grin was replaced with a moan and Ace used both hands to take hold of Seth’s head, getting a handful of hair, and hanging on tight as he felt a slight tingling in his balls.

Seth read the reaction and knew what it meant. He instantly started going zenci porno even faster on the cock, practically bouncing on it with his mouth as he pleased his dream guy orally. Seth, once again, used his hand to please the base of Ace’s cock and his wonderfully full balls. Forcing his tongue to move faster around the head of Ace’s cock, Seth sucked hard, using Ace’s cock like a straw, and got a taste of cum, the beginning of Ace’s orgasm.

Ace couldn’t believe it. He was cumming already! With a hard moan he thrusted forward and let loose.

Seth could feel Ace’s juice flood his mouth. He imagined the creamy liquid on his tongue, around it. He could practically feel the tingling sensation that Ace had in his balls on his taste buds. He felt Ace’s warm cum flow into his throat and swallowed quickly.

Ace couldn’t believe how much he was squirting! This was about the eighth time his cock had flexed, shooting a massive stream into Seth’s mouth and it didn’t feel like he was going to stop!

Seth swallowed again, the second time that Ace had flooded his mouth, and was ready for more, but it seemed as if the well was dry. Seth continued to suck, getting shudders from Ace as Seth’s tongue ran past the ultra-sensitive head.

Ace pulled out, “Okay, okay… wow… that’s enough. Damn…”

Seth grinned as he licked his lips, searching for more cum, more juice.

Ace was panting hard, his face flushed and his knees shaking. Ace had never been able to cum that well from jacking off. Seth was an experienced cock sucker, he had to be. Ace leaned against the cool tile of the shower wall and let himself come down from his orgasm.

Still on his knees, Seth licked hungrily at Ace’s cock head, which made him jump slightly. Seth smiled and slipped his tongue past the slit, licking harder as moved to the shaft.

“Seth, wow, that was amazing. You can stop now, there’s no more left in me, I can assure you.”

Seth stood up and wrapped his arms around Ace. He gave him a hard kiss against his lips. “Thank you,” Seth whispered.

Ace laughed. “Your thanking me?”

“Of course. You don’t know how long I’ve waited to do that.”

Seth kissed Ace’s neck and worked his way up to Ace’s lips.

“Seth, that was the best thing that’s ever happened to me… I don’t want this to stop.”

“You want me to do it again?”

Ace looked down at his hard cock. With his youth and hormones, he had recovered almost instantaneously.

“Well, maybe later, but I want to do something else…”

“Like what?”

“Just come with me,” Ace said, grabbing Seth’s hand and turning off the shower.

The boys dried off with the same towel and both got boxers back on. They went back to the bedroom and sat down on the bed. Seth kissed Ace again and Ace chuckled.

“So how long have you liked me? You said you’ve waited a long time to blow me,” Ace said.

“About six months or more.”

Ace was taken aback. “Wow… so do you like… y’know, jack off to me?”

Seth blushed deeply as he remembered the multiple times he jacked off to pictures of Ace from MySpace.

“Um, yeah… sometimes.

Ace laughed. “Really!? Wow! Do you really think I’m that hot?”

“Well look at you! You have a gorgeous body, a big cock, and you’re absolutely beautiful!”

Ace looked Seth dead in the eyes. “So you enjoyed that; blowing me? And you’d do it again?”

Without missing a beat, Seth responded: “Yes, anytime!”

Ace looked down at his feet. “So you’d do anything with me?”

Seth nodded as Ace took his eyes of his feet and looked at him.

Ace leaned over and kissed Seth on the cheek, scooting over to Seth to close the gap between them. Ace pulled Seth close to him with one hand and pulled Seth’s head towards his own with the other. He leaned in and kissed Seth deeply. As their lips touched, Ace slid his tongue past his lips and into Seth’s mouth. Seth gave a light moan as their tongues wrestled. Seth leaned in further, making Ace lie down as Seth climbed on top of him and kissed him harder.

Ace rolled over, pulling them both in the middle of the bed and made out with the beautiful boy as he was getting just as much pleasure as Seth was from the passionate kissing.

Ace suddenly pulled himself off of Seth, lingering about six inches from his lips. Seth moved up to kiss him again.

“No, wait…” Ace began, “I want to do more.”

“Like what?” Seth said after hesitation.

“I want you to suck me again… to get me wet.”

“And then what?”

“Well, my dick will be slippery… and I could then… y’know… fuck you.”

Seth hesitated for several seconds. “Like… anal?”

“Well… yeah. If you’re up to it”

Seth waited. “I’m a virgin, though… I’ve never taken it up the ass.”

“And I’ve never given it… We’ll learn from each other.”

Ace stood, a tent in his boxers. “If you want to…” Ace pulled down his garment and kicked it to the side. “You can start.”

Seth rose from the bed and bent down to get on his knees again. Ace, once again, hit him in the face with his thick cock.

Seth grinned and playfully bit the head.

“Ow, ow, okay. I won’t do it again!” Ace said, laughing.

Ace made sure there was a lot of saliva in his mouth and started sucking quickly. In a few moments Ace’s cock was dripping with boy-made lube.

“Okay, bend over the bed and spread your legs,” Ace said.

Seth positioned himself where the bed supported him to his waist and then supported himself with his legs.

Ace pulled down the boxers and threw them near Seth’s head. Ace then pressed his warm, pulsing cock against Seth’s tight hole.

“Go slow. It hurts,” Seth said.

Ace pushed slightly against Seth’s virgin hole but nothing happened. He pushed harder until his head slipped past and went inside Seth who, in turn, jumped slightly.

Ace pushed again and let more of his cock go inside the whimpering Seth who, at this point, had grabbed hold of the bed sheets.

“Ready for more?” Ace asked.

“How much is left?”

“About five inches.”

“Fuck… okay… go.”

Ace pushed in more, getting about two more inches in before Seth groaned again.

“Sorry!” Ace said.

“No, no… Keep going.”

Ace pushed until he was all the way in.

“That’s all of it.”

“Good. Now, go slow at first.”

Ace pulled out until only the head remained inside of Seth and then slowly pushed in again. As he gave more thrusts, Seth stopped wincing and whimpering and began to moan.

“Can I go faster, now?” Ace asked pleadingly.

“Mm… yeah…”

Ace picked up a steady motion, pulling in and out of Seth’s ass, fucking it gently but quickly.

Seth’s moans eventually mixed with Ace’s as his tight, virgin hole formed a tight grip on Ace’s cock from its first fuck. Ace had picked up a steady speed, now going faster and thrusting harder, getting as much pleasure as he could from Seth’s tight ass.

“MMM! This feels great!”

“Let’s switch positions; my leg’s falling asleep.”

Ace pulled out of Seth’s ass and Seth climbed fully on the bed. He patted the spot beside him to signal for Ace to sit. When he did, Seth kissed him hard and pushed him down on the bed in a horizontal position. Now, Ace’s cock sticking straight up, Seth stood above Ace’s waist, his hand around the pulsing cock, guiding it into his hole. Feeling the head on it, Seth sat down until all seven inches were inside of him.

Ace began thrusting but Seth quickly stopped him. “No, no, cowboy. I’m riding you.”

Ace smiled and Seth began to bounce up and down on Ace’s hard on. Ace was surprised at how easily it came to Seth. As Ace grabbed hold of Seth’s hips, Seth had begun to move towards Ace’s torso, then towards his legs in a back and forth motion to please Ace even more. Copying what he’d seen in various porn movies, Seth was shifting from motion to motion, letting Ace’s throbbing cock dance inside of his hole, stretching the tight walls.

Seth placed his hands on Ace’s chest and bent forward to kiss him. Lips locked, Seth now used his knees to move back and forth on Ace’s cock, forcing aldatma porno it to enter and exit his ass at high speeds, getting a hell of a fuck from his dream guy.

Ace couldn’t resist it anymore. Seth was doing a great job of riding, but Ace needed to cum and fast. He tightened his grip on Seth’s hips and began to thrust his hard meat deep inside of Seth, more so than Seth could do alone. Seth, moaning hard, allowed this and kissed Ace hard against his full lips. Full of passion, Seth’s hands then started exploring Ace’s body, moving over his torso and chest and nipples as he got his hard manhood deep inside him. The feeling of ecstasy was like a drug, a hard drug like heroin or cocaine. Seth grabbed Ace’s hair and let out a hard, extremely loud moan as Ace’s cock pounded against his prostate, hitting just the right spot.

“FUCK ACE!! MMMM!! JUST LIKE THAT!” Seth practically screamed.

Ace chuckled and felt himself coming close to orgasm. He stopped thrusting.

“Seth, stop. I want to switch positions again before I cum.”

Seth got up off of Ace and received instructions to lie on his stomach. Ace got on top of Seth’s body and pushed his cock into his hole from behind. Ace lied down completely on top of Seth, putting his head on the bed alongside Seth’s. He held Seth’s hand and began to slowly fuck his partner.

Sliding his hard member in and out of Seth’s ass, he felt his orgasm climbing closer and closer, felt the tingling in his balls get stronger but he didn’t care. Seth moved his head towards Ace’s and kissed him on the cheek.

“Want it inside you?” Ace said, egotistically, as if Seth were to beg to have him shoot in his hole.

“MMM… yes, please!”

Ace kissed Seth and rose from his position. Now on his knees, bending slightly forward, he secured his hands on both of Seth’s ass cheeks and started to pound him quickly. Seth buried his face into the sheets in a moan of passion as Ace’s balls tingled with a new level of pleasure.

“I’m about to blow! Oh shit, Seth, I’m about to cum!”

“MMMM!” was Seth’s only reply.

Ace pushed in a final time, engulfing all seven inches of his well-endowed, rock hard cock inside of Seth’s perfectly round ass, and felt his cock jerk upward and his balls empty a hefty load of semen inside. As he shot his load, both Seth and Ace moaned. Seth was getting his dream turned into reality, his perfect boy’s seed inside of his ass, and Ace was getting his dream: losing his virginity to someone well deserving of his cum.

After the third gush had left Ace’s cock, he pulled out, spraying another geyser onto Seth’s ass and a fifth onto his back.

Ace continued emptying and finally began to pant as he felt himself become empty as he did before after the blowjob. Ace fell forward, getting his own sperm on his stomach and waist as he lied on top of Seth, and continued to come down from orgasm, catching his breath.

Seth chuckled and kissed his boy on the cheek once again.

The pair stood up, leaving the semen where it lie, and kissed each other hard. Seth wrapped his arms around Ace’s body, crushing them together once more, getting the sticky concoction on their bodies even more messy on their youthful skin. Seth’s tongue invaded Ace’s mouth and vice-versa as the boys loved on each other for a solid ten minutes.

It was Seth who broke the kiss, only to point out his hard on.

“I’m still ready for more. You never did make me cum.”

Ace, feeling brave, told Seth to prepare for a sweet surprise. He pushed Seth back against the bed and lie on his stomach, positioning his head on Seth’s lap, their bodies forming an L. Ace slid out his tongue and licked against Seth’s aching shaft.

“You’re going to blow me?”

“Until you blow your load,” Ace responded.

Not knowing what to do exactly, had never given head before, Ace tried to take all of Seth’s cock into his mouth only to gag.

“Just take a little bit at a time,” Seth guided.

Ace decided to get closer, now getting in a 69 position with his mate as he gripped Seth’s cock in his left hand and taking the head of the cock in his mouth, letting it hit the roof of his mouth.

Seeing no better opportunity, Seth slid out his tongue and sneakily licked the bottom of Ace’s ball sac. Seth was about to take Ace’s half-hard cock into his mouth but then saw Ace’s never-before-fucked and never-before-rimmed asshole as Ace got more comfortable and opened his legs wider.

Seth grinned at himself as he leaned forward and slid his warm, wet tongue against Ace’s hole.

Shocked at the anal stimulation, Ace slipped on Seth’s cock and grinded it softly with his teeth against the shaft.

He instantly apologized and the boys returned to pleasuring each other: Ace had got about half of Seth’s hard on inside his mouth without gagging and was moving his head back and forth to match what he’d seen in porn. Seth now had his hands on Ace’s ass and was eagerly rimming Ace’s hole as he got sucked. Ace’s cherry had loosened up a bit and Seth could now slide his tongue inside, which he was now enjoying.

Ace was now sucking like a pro… well, semi-pro. Still in unfamiliar territory, Ace had about three-fourths of Seth’s member in his mouth and was licking it profusely as he quickly moved up and down on the hard cock.

Seth was ready to move on. Ace’s ass nice and wet, Seth could now get a finger inside. Using his middle finger on his left had, he prodded at Ace’s hole and slowly inserted it inside. When Seth had it all inside, he received a bite on his cock from a very surprised Ace.

Unskillful in blowjobs already, it was hard for Ace to keep focused when Seth played with his virgin ass.

“Okay, Ace, you’ve got me close already. For both of our welfares, why don’t you jack me off the rest of the way?”

Ace agreed and they shifted positions. Ace was now lying on the bed and Seth sat upon his chest, jerking his cock, wet with Ace’s spit.

“Let me do it. I want to repay you,” Ace said, thoughtfully.

Ace wrapped his strong hand, his left, around Seth’s cock and began to jack it off quickly, moving his fast hand up and down harshly on the hard rod, making Seth lean forward in pleasure. He’d never been jerked so hard! Ace, jerking himself off up to 3 times a day, was now in a comfort zone he was familiar with, and was determined to get Seth to cum.

Still moving quickly, Ace’s hand flew on Seth’s cock, going quickly up and down the entire shaft, circling the head, and pushing against his balls. Seth was in disbelief that Ace could move so fast.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum soon,” Seth said, half-moaning the sentence.

“Already?”

“Ace, you’re really good at this… fuck… how are you going so fast?” Seth asked as his back arched from pleasure.

“I jack off a lot,” Ace said laughing, “a whole lot. I’m used to going this fast.”

Seth remained quiet after that and enjoyed the tugging. His slick cock was sliding through Ace’s warm fingers and it created a pleasing friction that Seth simply loved.

He moaned hard and Seth quickly let his load fly all over Ace’s face. The warm semen found itself on Ace’s lips, in his hair, on his throat and chest, but most of all, on his tongue. Ace tasted the unique flavor of Seth’s cream and smiled as Seth dripped onto Ace’s torso.

“Mmmm… not bad… I think I’m a little bit more than curious now,” Ace said with a chuckle.

Panting, Seth replied: “Any time you want to experiment… count me in.”

Ace laughed and licked his fingers clean of Seth’s cum. Ace and Seth rose from the bed and the boys cleaned themselves up when Seth had come down from his peak.

Now, laying down to go to bed at 4:45 A.M., the boys got under the covers together, not bothering to put any clothes back on, and cuddled against each other. Sharing the same pillow, Seth kissed Ace hard on his lips and felt Ace’s cock push against his own.

“Hard again?” Seth said, taking hold of Ace’s cock.

Ace chuckled and kissed Seth’s forehead. He positioned his cock between Seth’s legs and placed his hand on Seth’s ass to pull him closer to his own body. “Not until tomorrow,” Ace said sleepily.

Closing his eyes, Seth sighed contently at one of the most eventful and happiest days in his adolescence and let himself drift into dreams of his and Ace’s future adventures together in bliss.

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I’ve had these dreams all my life, though I’ve never done anything with a man. I dreamt you answered my add, and sent me pics and warm reassuring words. You are kinda Twinkish but masculine and seem to be a take charge gently kind of guy. We email back and forth and send each other pics. One day you send me a pic of your big beautiful cock and I start salivating immediately, I marvel at how much smoother your body is than mine full of hair. You tell me your wife is out of town for the week and would like to have beers at your place and watch movies or something.
I’m so nervous and scared, and I didn’t think I could bring myself to agree, but I do. You tell me to come over Thursday night. I’m so nervous I’m shaking but I can’t quit thinking about you and that body, and what it would feel like wrapped around me, and how your lips would feel on mine, and how my mouth would feel around that beautiful cock, or how it would feel inside me. Yep I’ll be there alright. I may need to have a few drinks before I get there to work up the courage. I’m terribly shy in normal circumstances and this is way outside my norm.
Thursday comes around and I can’t even concentrate at work all day. As soon as I get out of work I have a drink to calm down. I’m just watching the clock now, I can’t tell if I’m excited for or dreading time to go. Finally 7:00 rolls around and somehow I make myself get in my car and head over to your place.
By the time I get to your house, I’m on the verge of full fledge panic. It’s taking everything I’ve got (and those few drinks) to not turn around and go home and make up an excuse. I sit in the car for a while trying to find the will to go knock on your door. I’m so scared you won’t like me as much in person. Ok so I feel like an idiot sitting out here like this so I go up to the door and ring the bell.
When you answer the door, you’re wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt, totally casual. You smile at me with such a cute/sexy grin I can’t help but smile a bit even though I’m about frozen with panic. You show me to the living room and ask if I’d like a beer. I would absolutely love one about now lol.
We sit on the couch and start watching a movie. It’s not a big couch but it’s not a love seat either. You’re on the opposite end. I wonder if you’re disappointed meeting me in person. I’m sure not, you’re even sexier in person, and your outgoing talkativeness is perfectly countering my shyness in a way that somehow has me feeling more at ease with every little laugh.
You get up to get us another couple beers, but this time when you come back, you sit closer to me. Not uncomfortable so, but closer. We’re talking a bit less now and are watching the movie, I’m enjoying it. After a while you lean back and sex izle put your feet up on the stand, and your arm on the back of the couch just relaxed.
A few minutes go by, and I’m starting to get a little nervous again as I realize I want that arm around me, not on the back of the couch. I slow start to lean over closer, you didn’t move away or push me away. In the middle of that thought I realize my head is on your chest and your arm is starting to wrap around me. You can feel me shaking, I look up at you and you have just a little grin on your face while you watch tv.
It doesn’t take long for me to feel more at ease. I can’t believe I’m sitting here cuddled up with a guys arm around me, it feel so strange and opposite to everything I’ve ever experienced. As weird as it feels, it’s also getting strangely comfortable, and has me thinking how nice it is to be on the receiving end of this comfort once.
You’re absently running your fingers along my arm like I’ve done with women my whole life, it’s sending little shivers up and down my spine. This goes on for the rest of the movie and into the next, and through more beers. I’m very relaxed now and happy I got to experience this feeling. I look up at you and comment jokingly about how it must be opposite upside down day or something like that. You let out a little chuckle, as you look down at me our eyes meet, before I realize what’s happening you’re leaning down and your lips are on mine. Intense up for a second, but you’re so gentle, and persistent I can’t help myself, I let myself fall entirely into your kiss and embrace.
I can’t help myself now, I want your kisses, the way you began so tenderly as if I was fragile, yet somehow with just enough force to feel a need in your lips. You didn’t tear down my wall so much as gently swept it away before I realized it was gone. Now it’s me raising the intensity of the kiss I don’t ever want to end.
Before too long my hands start roaming over your body, starting up high stroking your chest, brushing a nipple slight but purposeful. As my hands work their way down to your thighs, I find that you are hard as a rock. When my hand brushes against your cock it kinda startled me so I kinda jerked it away. You take my hand and gently but firmly press it back on to your manhood.
Now as we kiss I’m gently stroking you, it feels so foreign to have a cock in my hand that isn’t my own, and it’s deffinitly bigger than mine. I untie your shorts and pull the front down over the big mound of meat. Here I am with another mans big cock in my hand stroking while he moans ever so slightly into my mouth as I stroke, I don’t even feel weird about it at this point, I’m totally lost in the moment. I run my thumb over the tip to tease a little, alt yazılı porno I feel your pre cum already starting to seep out, I had no idea until that moment that something like that could trigger such a hunger in me. I had to taste it, I put my thumb in my mouth and sucked that little bit off, and I needed more. I bend down urgently to take that beautiful thing in my mouth. I start at the head lickin around and over,and over. greedily trying to get another taste. I lick down the shaft and your smooth shaved balls. You must either really like my tongue playing over your full sack, or it really tickles cause you tense and stifle a moan whenever move my tongue certain ways. I start working my way back up, I place my tongue under your balls and then my mouth around them momentarily before I start back up your shaft working my way up to the nectar. Yes there’s more oozing out! I take you in my mouth, as much as I can get anyway. I pump my mouth up and down sucking and slurping slowly at first, but the more of your man juice I taste in my thought the more I want and the faster I’m going. You’re really tending up a bit now, I know the time is close for me to get my first taste of another mans cum, but you pull back, you stop me. You stand up letting your shorts fall to the floor. You take my hand and lead me to the bedroom. I was so close, it was right there, I have always imagined how it would feel as I swallow the juice straight from the count, not just my own off my hand, and you are making me wait.
When we get to the bedroom, your sense of urgency is leading you to be just a bit more forceful, not in a bad way I actually loved it when you took my pants off and damn near threw me on the bed. In a flash you were on top of me again kissing, and probing with your fingers. I don’t know where you materialized it from, but you have a bottle of some kind of lube in your hand. You put some on your fingers, and slowly start to open me up. You know it’s going to take some effort and care since all I’ve done is play with some toys, and none as big as what you plan on impaling me with. My ass is starting to relax a bit now slowly but you keep working first one finger, then two as you keep kissing me. It’s starting to feel good now and I’m grinding against you reflexively and moaning quite a bit.
All of a sudden your fingers aren’t there anymore leaving me empty and wanting them back I started to protest, but you were moving on top of me with purpose. Oh god I couldn’t wait, I wanted you inside me so bad by now! You pulled my legs up higher around you and placed yourself at the entrance of the cave that now was absolutely screening to be filled. You start pressing gently but persistently, god it’s altyazılı sex izle so big it feels like I’m gonna split, it hurts and I flinch away a bit, but just as quick you’re right back in there trying to work the head in a little at a time.
Finally after what seemed like forever my muscles relaxed and the head was in. You kiss me deeply and just let me adjust for a minute before you start going in a little further, a bit at a time then back out a bit, each stroke a little deeper. It’s starting to feel really good and I find myself pressing against you more as you go in trying to speed you along. You get all the way in and I let out a sound that’s half gasp, half moan, and all pleasure. It still hurts but the pain is being overshadowed by how amazing it feels to have you inside me. You start pumping my ass slowly, with longer strokes gradually. I am in absolute rapture right now, god it feels good. You’re increasing the speed now and oh my god I can’t believe how amazing it feels as your cock plunges in deep then out, and hitting my omg button on every stroke. You start to tense up, and go faster, then all at once the flood gates opened, and I could feel you throbbing as wave after wave of your cum floods me. God it feels so good before I realized it I’m cumming too, and I never even touched myself. Afterwards we lay tangled in each other spent. We clean ourselves up a bit ( mostly me) and we hop in the shower together, and wash each other and you finally let me feel your warm cream coat my throat, mmmmmm. Before I leave we agree this absolutely needs to be repeated whenever we can next, we love our wives and families but there’s another need as well.

As I’m about to open the door and leave, you grab me and push me into the still closed door and kiss me hard. “ be here next Friday with your toys, and you better already have a butt plug in that big furry ass of yours.”
I was blown away by the sudden dominance but I realized my cock was starting to stir in my pants so I say “ ok I’ll see what I can do.” “No you’ll just do what you’re told, you’re mine now, and you’ll call me daddy when you address me from now on. You’ve got a lot to learn. Now get out of here, daddy needs a shower. Don’t be late next week.”

As I walked out the door, I was trembling with the excitement of all that had happened, and thinking about the last part and how rough you were. I wonder if I’m even wanting to come back next week.
Suddenly I think “ who the fuck am I kidding, I’m gonna be here, and I’ll damn sure have my favorite plug in my ass. The one that I can barely fit inside me should make daddy happy!”

I don’t know quite how far down this rabbit hole goes, but I’m looking forward to finding out! God I’m already hard and dripping pre cum thinking about it before I even get to the car, this is gonna be a long week waiting to see what Daddy has planned for me now that he’s broken me in a little.

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chapter

two

Jay

My gut churns as I step into the training facility. My lovely teammates know about my ‘rejection’ as it’s being told. They’ve hooked that juicy tidbit to the gossip battery and revved it up.

Those who have no comment, say plenty with their happy-to-bring-Jay-down-a-notch-or-two smirks. It’s so rare they have a chance at me. I don’t do stupid shit, which makes me a difficult and highly sought-after target. Despite the teasing, I walk through the building with my head high and my shoulders squared.

Marcus, with his dreads in a top knot, can hardly contain his grin as I approach. I slide into the vacant seat next to him. “I will get you back for this,” I threaten.

“Let the homies have their moment. It’s not every day you get shot down.”

“I wasn’t shot down,” I argue the false narrative. “He doesn’t give his number out to guys he just met.”

“Brah,” he laughs. “I hate to break it to you, but that’s getting shot down.”

“While you may view it as such, I see it as a challenge to get to know him better. You know I’m going to marry him–“

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, love at first sight.”

“Not love at first sight,” I correct. “But that doesn’t mean we won’t get there. Just wait. I saw the way he looked at me. He’s interested.”

“Was interested…until you went all Fatal Attraction on him. Then he was like “Nah bro, I don’t give my number to ‘strangers’.”

I laugh despite myself. “I will humbly accept your apology one day with the most expensive item on the registry.”

“Humbly? Ha.” Marcus slouches into his seat and gets comfortable while Coach connects his computer to the projector. Thursdays are always long film days. “I guess we’ll see how things go in four weeks…if he shows up.”

****

The time has come. It’s the last Tuesday of the month, four weeks since I talked to Loren for the first time. You bet your ass I leave practice as quickly as I can, head home, shower, and dress with precision care before heading to the bar. Am I overdressed? I sure hope so. I have limited airtime and I need to make what I do have count.

My SUV is barely in park before I’m jogging across the parking lot. I straighten my clothes and run my fingers through my hair before opening the door. I have a plan, one I’ve spent the last four weeks building, and I’m ready to set it into action.

I’m ready to woo Loren.

I wave at Randy as I pass the bar. I motion that I’ll take a drink when he gets a second. Loren’s usual table is empty but that’s okay, I’m early.

The guys show up, we order food, we laugh. The night goes as it always does. The minutes tick by painfully slow. Every time the front door creaks, my heart soars. Every time it’s not who I’m looking for, it plummets.

Loren’s friends don’t show. More importantly, Loren doesn’t show. Garrett squeezes my shoulder on the way out. “Don’t worry man. It’s just one miss.”

****

It isn’t just one miss, though. It’s a lot of misses. When he and his friends don’t show in September or October, I break down and bug Randy for details. “You know that group of guys that sit there?”

“Isaac’s group? Sure.”

“Are they still coming around? I haven’t seen them for a few months.”

“Oh sure,” he answers with a smile. He obviously likes them. They’re always happy, not too loud, probably tip good. “They’re here every week. They did mention some schedule changes a while back. They’ve been coming on Thursdays and Sundays.”

“What about Loren?” I ask. Randy looks at me for more information. “You know, the cute muscled guy that only shows up like once a month. He’s been here?”

Randy has to think about it. “The guy that’s always filming? Yeah, I seen him around.”

“What day?”

Randy laughs. “I don’t know, man. He comes so infrequently I can’t keep track.”

But he’s coming, so that’s something. The days they come don’t thrill me. Sunday is game day and Thursday is just as bad. Still, I convince the guys to change it up. Thursday’s suck and no one feels like dragging their ass to the bar after practice, but they agree anyway.

We try again, and again, and again. Month after month. It’s a commitment considering how busy football season is. Evenings are a gift from God but the guys keep following my ass around anyway.

November, December, and January come up empty. Our season may have started well but it doesn’t end well. Out in the first Wild Card game. Too many mistakes. I head to Wisconsin for six-weeks to spend time at the cabin, see my parents, my family, and my brothers. We fish, we relax, we train, we eat, eat, eat, and eat some more.

I get back to Seattle at the beginning of March. One more trip to the bar before I leave for Mexico with my college brothers.

Call it intuition but I know he won’t be there before I arrive. It’s been seven months. This is the longest I haven’t seen him. I’m hopeful, not stupid. Something is up.

I nurse İstanbul Escort my drink and watch his friends as they banter back and forth without him.

Marcus shakes his head at my pathetic ass. “Dude. Go ask ’em. I’m sure they’ll tell you when he’ll be back. Fuck, $10k says they’ll help coordinate it.”

“They’ve played it cool but those guys are dying to be invited back to the table,” Shawn says. “Give them the incentive they need.”

I polish off the rest of my greyhound and slide it to the edge of the table. “Using them like that isn’t cool. Whatever happens is between me and Loren.”

“Then why the fuck you draggin’ us around?” Garrett snaps. “You don’t want to hang with us. You’re not even here,” he taps his temple a few times, emphasizing his point.

I ignore the harsh words and head to the bar. When I come back with the next round, I make sure to sit with my back to the door and to Loren’s friends. We’re quickly creeping up on a year of him dodging me. It’s time to let it go.

As the night winds down, I pay the tab. “I won’t drag you guys out again. Sorry.”

“Fuck,” Marcus groans. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Fucking pout like that.”

“I’m not pouting.” They all stare at me. “Fine, I’ll stop pouting.”

I don’t stop pouting.

****

I’m off to Mexico with Scott and Will. Seamus bails at the last minute. A first since college. I have a feeling it has to do with this little cutie he’s been toting around. I met the little tyke a few times when visiting Denver. Cutest little thing with killer blue eyes and the best giggles. Though, I think it has more to do with the kid’s dad, or brother, or whatever he is. Matt. My friend is head over heels for that guy. Still, it isn’t the same without him.

I don’t even bother going to the bar when I get back. I’ve gone above and beyond. I haven’t given up, I’m just not giving it my all.

****

“Dibs on Petermeyer!” Shawn yells from the pro shop. Marcus throws his hands up and curses because getting paired with Garrett is a death sentence.

Garrett and I are outside, securing our bags to the carts and listening to the two argue.

“I’m going to blow this game on purpose just to prove a point,” Garrett grumbles as he secures his clubs to the back of the cart.

“Maybe if you practiced more than twice a year…”

“Maybe if you stop golfing so damn much…”

I laugh at that. I golf five or six times a year, mostly when I’m back in Wisconsin with my brothers. I hardly ever golf in Seattle. Once a year, maybe.

I haven’t seen much of the guys since the season ended. Everyone disappears after the last game, going their separate ways for a much-needed break. This is the first time we’ve met up since I told them I wouldn’t drag them to the bar anymore.

Marcus and Shawn are still fighting over who gets to partner with me and who doesn’t partner with Garret when they come out of the shop. Marcus starts speed walking to us. Shawn sees what he does and starts after him.

“You motherfucking–“

“Language!” I shout. They mean well but sometimes they forget that no matter how much money they make, you still have to be respectful and classy when in public, especially when at a private upscale country club.

Shawn beats him to the cart and gives Marcus some lewd hand gesture along the way. With the partners set, we’re off.

What I didn’t tell Garrett was that in high school, when I wasn’t playing football, I golfed. I’m good. And today, I’m on fire, and so is Shawn by proxy. Garrett sucks, like really, really sucks, so he and Marcus aren’t exactly competition.

Shawn takes a sip of his beer and puts it back in the cup holder as we cruise to the next hole. The weather is warm, if a bit breezy. Shawn smiles at his good fortune. “How’s operation landing-a-husband going?”

“I haven’t seen him since last August, soooo…not well.”

“Given up?”

“No, just resigned to letting fate do its thing.”

“Why don’t you just talk to his friends? Set something up?”

“Because I don’t need to,” I tell him. “I’m working on my long game, and if that means I need to wait, then I’ll wait. It’s annoying, but it’s not the end of the world.”

“I’m just saying, it would be so easy to talk to his friends. You don’t even have to give much away. Be casual about it.”

“Or, I could trust the process.”

****

Marcus and Garrett stomp away from the cart drop off like children. “Round of drinks on Petermeyer for running us into the ground today.”

I smile to myself as I unhook my clubs. The grumbling, low-key tantrum walk-of-shame isn’t a good look on the two six-and-a-half-foot hulks. They don’t handle losing very well. Most professional athletes are like that. It’s that competitiveness that got us where we are.

I join them on the deck and start changing my shoes so we can head in for the celebratory round of drinks I’m buying.

“Nope,” Escort Bayan Shawn says with a shake of his head as I try to open the door to the clubhouse.”

“I thought drinks were on me?”

No one responds, walking toward the parking lot instead. It doesn’t take long to figure out where we’re going for drinks. I almost protest but it’s not that big of a deal. It’s not like he’ll be there…

Loren’s friend’s truck is parked on the far end of the parking lot with a couple of other rigs. They’re all congregated together. The truck alone has my heart hammering just remembering that Loren rode home in one night. Then there’s a van–the conversion type; a Mercedes Sprinter. It’s beefy looking, kind of cool with after-market trims like a cargo rack and front bumper. I’ve only seen it a few times. One might say rather infrequently…

I speed walk to the building and practically rip the door off its squeaky hinges. “Petermeyer, calm down,” the guys tease from behind me. I don’t care what they say because there’s a chance he’s here.

I frantically look around the bar.

His friends are at their table, tucked not far from where I’m standing. When they see me watching them, their eyes dart to the bar. My eyes immediately follow.

It’s the weirdest thing, to be affected so heavily by someone you don’t know. Just seeing him–the brown hair, the broad shoulders, the muscular arms leaning so casually against the bar–it gets to me on a cellular level. He turns his head slightly, bringing his profile into view. He smiles. It’s just a little curl of his lip. Maybe Randy said something amusing, not outright funny, but enough to get a small reaction.

No matter how many times I see him, I have a hard time comprehending how incredibly gorgeous Loren is. Unlike me, he’s never broken his nose. It’s as close to perfect as it gets. Run-of-the-mill in the very best way. Strong, but not too much. It’s hot. As stupid as it sounds, I want to trace my finger over it, over the slight bump all the way to the rounded tip.

It perfectly matches his face, those cheekbones and his angled jaw, one that’s too soft to cut glass but still rugged. It’s almost like everything about him is ten-percent softer than society’s version of an ideal man. Strong nose? Ten-percent weaker. Face that could cut glass? Ten-percent duller. Tall, dark, and handsome? Ten-percent shorter, paler, and, well, that doesn’t sound hot at all but he really is. Each of those things make him one-hundred times hotter.

I can’t believe he’s here. Months I’ve waited. I didn’t realize how much it had gotten to me but now that he’s here, twenty feet away, the tightness in my chest lets up.

Uninterested in waiting a moment longer, I go to him. My legs knock against his as I get comfortable on the barstool. He glances my way like maybe I’m there by accident, but then he sees that it’s me and he does a double take.

He fights his smile and looks away.

“Hey,” I say. I’m also struggling to not smile.

He nods real casual like, like he isn’t absolutely failing to hide how happy he is to see me. “Long time, no see.”

I bring my knuckle to my mouth and bite it. Oh, that little bastard.

Loren looks back at his friends to see if they’re watching us and smiles when he sees they are.

“Long time, no see? Is that all you have to say?” I slap a fifty on the counter and slide it toward Randy. “Leave his drink here and take the rest to the table?”

Randy looks between the two of us. He smiles like he knows exactly what Loren’s been up to, and laughs like he knows what’s about to go down because of it.

Randy sets our drinks on the counter. I slide one to Loren then I take a sip of my own while giving myself a moment to gather myself.

We have nine months to catch up on.

I breathe so deep my lungs ache and then let it out in a rush. “We kicked off the season with a killer game against the Cardinals. It was neck-n-neck but we pulled through in the end. Then it was a win against Denver and again Chicago in week three. A win against Dallas, loss to LA, and win against Oakland in weeks 4, 5, and 6. I went back home to Wisconsin for a few days during our bye week. The second half of the season was good. One loss but mostly notable wins against Kansas City and Green Bay. It was a notable season but we didn’t quite make it as far as we wanted. I won’t lie. It was a hard pill to swallow. I sulked at home for a bit.”

“Personally,” I continue, because if he’s going to wait that long between visits, I’m going to share everything. “I went home for Christmas, which was intense, in the best way, you know? Family…I spent New Year’s in Denver. I spent the offseason training, working on endorsements, and vacationing. It was the first season I wasn’t injured, so that was a nice change. My brothers, I have two by the way, came and visited a few times. That’s always interesting. I tried this killer new restaurant in Arizona that istanbul Escort I want to go back to. I also went to Mexico with my college friends. I’m heading to Denver next week to give my best friend a hard time for missing the trip. When I get back, it’s straight to work I go.”

With my long-winded soliloquy done, I take a much-needed sip, look at Loren, and smile. “What have you been up to?”

Loren’s laugh is beautiful, deep, and sincere. I want to hear it more, a lot more. The sound filters through my skin and settles in my blood. It’s cooling, it’s calming. It’s a drug. “You want to know what I’ve been up to since September?” He asks as if it’s the most ridiculous thing he’s ever been asked.

“August twenty-seventh, actually.”

“August twenty-seventh,” he repeats, letting the words settle on his lips. He hasn’t stopped smiling. “Working, that’s what I do with all my time.”

“Just working?” I query. “No family? No Christmas? No vacation?”

“It’s all work to me.”

“Come on,” I press. “You refused to give me your number then conveniently went AWOL. And, just so you know, I could’ve tracked you down. I could’ve asked around but I didn’t. I was a good boy. I waited, rather patiently I might add. But now we’re here. So, give me something. Anything,” I beg.

“I don’t know what to tell you, I’ve been working. Not much else to share.”

I watch him. He’s got these gorgeous light brown eyes that say so much. Like now, he’s playing it cool, hard to get, but he was glad when I came in, excited when I sat down, and pleased to be teasing me. He likes that I’m sitting here and talking to him.

So naturally, that’s my hand. That’s my play.

I grab my drink and stand. “If that’s all there is to share, then I’ll be on my way. It was nice seeing you again, Loren. Until next time–” I nod and turn away, leaving him looking like a fish. A confused fish. I don’t have to see him to know he’s floundering. While he tries to figure out what just happened, I smile to myself. Oh, how the turntables…turn…

The guys watch me curiously.

“Why are you smiling?” Shawn’s eyes shoot past me to Loren. “And why does he look like someone kicked his kitten?”

I want to turn around, I want to see his reaction, but I resist with all my might. “He’s not ready for me.”

They don’t seem shocked. They look between themselves and shrug, whatever. It’s a Jay thing. They’re unphased. It’s back to our regular scheduled programming. We order food, a couple more drinks, and catch up on the last few months.

Garrett went to a giant waterpark and lost his britches on the super slide. “I was stomach side down!” he cries. “There’s not as much water on the slide as you think. Do you know what it’s like to have dick burn? I do and it fucking sucks. It peels, FYI. My dick fucking peeled. I’m still afraid to have sex because Doc say it could get infected! INFECTED!”

We’re laughing so hard we can’t catch our breath.

“Here I thought you’d rub it raw with your right hand.”

Garrett glares at Shawn, making us laugh harder. “Wrong kind of rubbing raw, dude. Wrong kind.”

“Did you tell PT about it?”

“Why the fuck would I tell the fucking PT about my dick? You think I have a death wish?”

“Gotta make sure it’s better before the season starts,” I tease.

Garrett shakes his head. “I ain’t telling Ed. He might work magic on a torn muscle, but I don’t trust him with my dick.”

We keep going around. Garrett tries to turn the tables but it doesn’t stick. No matter where conversation goes, it comes back to his dick burn. By ten, we’re ready to call it a night. We’re old like that. I won’t sit here and tell you that I forgot about Loren. I haven’t. I feel his eyes on me all night. I know he’s watching me. I’m sure that walking away threw him for a loop, one he doesn’t know how to untangle.

Everyone grabs their jackets, getting ready to, but not quiet leaving the table. We linger, still laughing at Garretts expense. Marcus looks over my shoulder and smirks.

Loren stands there. He presses a card against my arm. He’s the epitome of confidence, like he knows I’m going to take it because he’s doing me a favor. Don’t I know how lucky I am? But then he looks at me and I see past the bullshit. I told you, those brown eyes give everything away. They’re an open book.

He looks irritated. Maybe that’s the wrong word, but he’s definitely agitated that I made him stew all night and then made him come to me. I have a feeling, with those looks and that body, he doesn’t ever stew over a guy, let alone approach them.

When I don’t reach for the card, he rolls his eyes and pushes it closer, holding it coolly between two fingers. “Are you going to take it or not?”

I pluck the card from his hand and smile. He turns to leave but I’m not having that. I pinch his shirt and pull him back. He looks at my hand then at me, one brow raised, questioning me. I lean down. He may be shorter but he’s mighty in his presence.

“Coffee next Wednesday at two. Anchorhead on 7th Avenue.” I turn and walk away.

“That’s not–” he starts. “I never said–“

“See you Wednesday,” I shout without turning back. I’m out the door. The guys are behind me, laughing.

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Chapter 2

My mind was reeling in the darkness and the anticipation was wreaking havoc on my ability to slow my mind and drift to sleep but eventually I did. It was a restless sleep, no doubt caused by the unanswered questions in my mind and eventually my bleary eyes opened to the dim light of the early morning hours. It was 5 o’clock am on a Saturday, meaning I had only slept a little over 3 hours. Fucking hell.

I knew Alex would not be awake as he always took advantage of sleeping in on the weekends. Alex. With him now on my mind my dick quickly hardened, and I groaned as I took my burgeoning length in hand giving it a gentle squeeze.

I languidly stroked it, soon allowing the pre-cum to tease from the tip and eventually giving into the images that flashed across my mind. The rate of my stroke increased as I thought of Alex’s naked body pressed against mine. Faster, remembering his hands clutching my ass almost tasting his all-consuming kisses. Faster, at the feeling of the velvety skin of his dick as it slid into my mouth. Faster, remembering the feeling of his hand stroking my dick as he pressed his fingers into my ass. I came gasping, toes curled, body fully ignited.

I relaxed into my bed, but it was not long before the questions of last night came rearing its ugly head into the forefront of my mind. I spoke aloud softly to myself, “what are you doing Levi?” what was I truly doing.

With that thought, my body immediately tensed, the remnants of my orgasm faded as I realized I was well and truly fucked and not in a good way. I was in-lust with my best friend. Or was it something more? No, I could not think that way, but I could also no longer deny the feelings that have slowly intensified over the last few weeks. I could no longer deny the jealousy I felt stemmed from my need to possess him and to be possessed by him.

This could not happen. I knew it. I absolutely knew how unrealistic a relationship or an anything could happen between Alex and me. Come on Levi! What happened to the rules! The fucking rules that kept a reign on my sexual activities and what had defined my college years up to that point.

The same fucking rules that Alex held dear and it was those rules that made me solidify my beliefs of how futile my need was. I was determined not to fall into the same category of his regard as Sharon. I was not to be pushed aside or be avoided due to clinginess. I needed to step back but I did not know how.

I need to move. I needed to get up and move. I left my bed in a single-minded purpose to get out of the apartment. I slipped into running shorts, a t-shirt and my running shoes, that admittedly needed to be retired, and with a fortitude, I did not know I had, I pushed open my door and strode out into the main living space.

Aaaaannnnd of course my luck was shit and my “fortitude” quickly wilted faster than if I was still in high school and came face to face with my mom while trying to sneak out in the middle of the night for some party. Now though, it was the early morning and instead of my mom there stood Alex slowly taking in coffee.

He turned towards me with an unreadable look on his face that I did not know how to interpret which in turn only made my anxiety spike. Slowly though he gently raised a corner of his lips and looked me up and down. I remained still as my heartbeat increased and it was as if my dick forgot it just came moments before and started to tingle. Oh, please no!

Alex chuckled and said, “well it looks like you and I had the same idea?”

“What?” I said slightly confused. He gestures to me with his coffee cup I quickly look down at the same time threatening my dick with celibacy if it did not stay the fuck down then looked back at him. I pointedly did not look at his sexy ass face as I was trying to keep my lust at bay and gave him a once over. Yea that did not help keeping lust at bay, but at least it also allowed me to see what he was wearing. He was in running gear. Well fuck, there goes my need to keep a distance.

It would be weird as hell if we went running on different paths. But maybe…

“You going for a run? Or maybe the gym?” I say hoping it was the gym.

“A run,” he says. “It looks like you are going too.” He nods at me and sets his coffee down.

I nod. We stand there, me looking down, him doing god knows what, before I feel a set of warm hands on my shoulders. I take in a sharp breath and quickly look up into the tense eyes of my best friend. His eyes slowly trace over my face looking at me like it was the first time. They settle on my lips before he raises them back to my eyes. I tingle.

He lifts a hand and places it back on the back of my neck, his thumb idly stroking the hickey he had given me. He slowly shakes is head then grins again before stepping back.

“Come on Levi, lets go,” he says turning away and strides to the door as if I Avrupa Yakası Escort was not in a state of arousal, confusion, and bewilderment. What was that look?

He put on his running shoes and places a hand on the doorknob before he turns back to look at me with a raised eyebrow. I realized I was still standing where he left me. I felt my cheeks flood with warmth as I tucked my head down and quickly made my way to the door.

We were silent as we made our way to the street, like clockwork, like the hundreds of other times we went running together, we fell into sync as we settled into a light jog before we picked up our pace a few blocks down.

It was like the many times before but also it was not. I was still unsure of what was to happen to us but slowly the burning of my lungs, the press of the asphalt with each step and the steady breathing of crisp morning air pushed all thoughts out of my mind and my body relaxed into the run as I kept pace with him.

Coming back from our run my mind felt less full and it was then I gave him the first true smile since the night before. He smiles back at me as we stretch in the front of our apartment building just relaxing in each other’s company. It will be okay, I think.

At least, that was what I thought, until he opened his mouth. “I finally got Britney to go out with me a few days ago and we are hitting up that new club Jinx. Do you wanna come? Should be fun.”

Fortunately, I was bent over giving my hamstrings a much needed stretch and my face was hanging down as I reached towards my toes. I slowly rose putting on my poker face before taking him in. How would I play this? I fought hard against the initial sting of jealously and hurt and determined to put myself squarely into the best-friend role and grinned.

“Oh yea?” I speak. “You’ve been trying to get at that since we came back to school,” I was relieved that my voice sounded casual enough though slightly strained and hoped if he did notice he would conclude it was due to the run we just came back from.

“I know man,” he continues. “I can’t wait. Really though, you should come! I was told the place was awesome and I also know Jayden’s going to be there tonight,” he says looking at me lewdly wagging his eyebrows. I could not help but giggle. What the ever-living hell, when have I ever giggled. Ok this is the last time I am going to tell myself this, but seriously Levi, get it the fuck together.

“Hah…” I say carding a hand through my hair and grin back with a chuckle as I straightened myself up, “that actually doesn’t sound too bad.”

I had been after Jayden the last few months. He was built like me, maybe an inch or two shorter but he had dark hair, a wicked smile and an exceptionally fine bubble ass. He was also on the baseball team, and it was after a team practice, and my purposefully timed completion of a workout with said team, I first saw him in the school gym locker room.

The layout of the gym locker room gave great views from the lockers to open bay showers. It was there I noticed his impressively toned body and fine ass as he ran his soapy hands across his torso. I had often joked with some of my friends that the place was designed by a man that knew his way around a dick and ass.

I had chatted while we changed, and it quickly led to flirting. He was always game for innuendos, but he never seemed to press the need to go further and it made me want him more. Or at least I initially did. I shook my head at myself and grinned. Maybe this would be good for me. Get back to the status quo and fuck. I did not want to stay at the apartment pining away as my best friend continued his escapades in our “open relationship.”

He was the same Alex I always knew, and it was me that needed to get out of my head and deal with my feelings.

So, with that though I nodded, saying confidently “hell yea man, I need to get laid.”

He laughs and hits my shoulder than moves me towards the apartment. We enter and we continue our same routine…separate showers. I was changing when I hear the front door open and close comprehending that Alex left. I sit down on the side of my bed and squeeze my hands into fist on my knees and close my eyes tightly.

My thoughts whirl as I gather my inner resolve.

I had a great upbringing, but it was not without hardship. My parents divorced when I was 7 and my father took off to another state with some younger “floozy”, as my mom puts it. She never asked him for support, never once went after him for his help. He had been the main bread winner up until that point, which was not necessarily my mom’s fault. She had a degree in finance and a great career before she had me. After I was born my dad talked her into staying home, to take care of me, instead of working.

When they divorced, and my father left, my mom was left with a 7-year work absence and was significantly behind on the current financial practices. That did not stop her though. Escort Bayan She took whatever job she could find, related to any finance company, to make ends meet. This led her to start as a secretary at a financial firm doing the job of her asshole and worked long hours proving her worth.

When she could not make it home in time for my arrival from school, she had Ms. McPherson, the elderly next-door neighbor, watch me until I was old enough to be on my own. Despite her hours I always felt loved, I never went hungry, and I could always participate in the school activities I wanted.

In her determination, she went from secretary to rookie financial analyst on a team of 5, then to leading her own team, then taking on a management position. This alone was impressive in the alpha male environment she surrounded herself in.

So, why am I bringing up my mother? Well from what I just said you must understand that my mom is my idol. She alone raised me and taught me how to be confident and assured. It was from this person that gave me the words of wisdom that led me to be who I am today and why I take it so seriously.

When I was too nervous to get on stage for a choir solo in the 7th grade. She took my hands in hers, looked me in the eye, and said “Levi, living life in the shadows is not living life at all. No matter what happens, just by stepping out into the light you have already given yourself the greatest gift of all, freedom from regret.”

Those same words of wisdom pushed me to come out in high school as a gay man, all well knowing I would lose some friends and be on the receiving end of some hateful comments. It was why I do not strive to not hide my sexuality and live as I wanted. Finally, it was why I stood up, went to my phone and typed a message to Alex.

Come what may, I did not want to live with regret, I knew what I wanted and even if I knew Alex was not a relationship man, I knew I am not going to shy away from expressing my needs. If he does not want anything to do with me then I know my answer.

“Hey babe, I’m looking forward to tonight. I can’t wait to see if I can get some out of Jayden, but I am more so looking forward to see what happens after he leaves stud ??”

I set my phone down and work my way to my closet with a single-minded goal to come out with a fuck me outfit that would get me my target and my man. I settled on a tight t-shirt that showed off my abs and biceps nicely, worn jeans that hung low and showed off my ass and package perfectly when I heard the ping from my phone.

“Fuck baby you are being naughty,” I read feeling silly.

Ping. The initial message was followed by, “can’t wait since I happen to know a sweet pair of lips and a tight ass to end my night with ??” oh fuck I am hard again.

I quickly text. “Oh really? Is it a sure thing?” I reply.

Ping. “I sure as hell hope so babe.”

I put my phone down and lay on my bed ignoring my dick; damn that was a feat of its own. I want to save it for tonight though. I do not know if he is just playing up the usual banter that we get up to, but I know I will be making sure that the last thing he remembers at the end of the night is me and sure as hell not Britney’s pussy.

The rest of the day was a blur of anticipation. I ended up going to the school coffee shop to finish up some studying I have been procrastinating on before going to my friend Corey’s house.

I have known Corey since the start of my freshman year. He was around 5’9, brown haired and had a boy next door face and a tight little body. When we first met, we were at a mutual friend’s party off campus. We hit it off after recognizing we had the same shared tastes in music, movies and having the shared major in business management.

We found out we both preferred the male gender and ended up going to his dorm room only to quickly realize we both are ass men. After an awkward interlude and eventual laughter, we ended up being fast friends, though did not share the same bond as Alex and me. You see, Corey was a relationship man and was currently in an off again-on-again romance with a cutie named Reggy.

They were perfect for each other and I have often been witnessed to their mutual attraction and today was no different. Reggy sat on Corey’s lap as we talked about tonight. I had admittedly told them that we were going to Jinx for Britney and Jayden and in their excitement let me know they were also planning on making an entrance into the increasingly popular club.

Usually, discussing my antics with Corey led to some rolled eyes and laughter at my whorishness, but today was different.

“Levi? You sound different.” He says. I look at him with a questioning brow.

“What do you mean?” I say in response.

Reggy answers succinctly, “he means, normally you would be saying this shit with some inuendo but now you are saying it…I don’t know…like you are up to something and you don’t know if you want to or some istanbul Escort shit.”

Great man with words that Reggy is. “I am not up to anything, well that’s not true, I’m trying to get in Jaydens pants.” I say trying to imitate my usual banter.

“Does this have anything to do with your boyfriend?” Corey says. For a second I forget what the hell he is talking about before I remember the ruse. I wanted to tell him from the get-go, but it seemed moot as time went on, and maybe a little embarrassing.

He looks at me intently before he pats Reggy’s thigh as if to signal something. Reggy seems to know exactly what as he stands up and looks at me with a pitying look before he leans over and give Corey a slow kiss. The look in their eyes as they pull away from each other makes my heart twist and I look away taking a deep breath. My focus away from them made me not realize Reggy left mumbling about making coffee before I hear Corey speak up.

“What’s going on Levi?” He pauses as I look at him. “When I heard you were in a relationship with Alex, I was admittedly hurt that you didn’t tell me about him. You know we tell each other a lot of things. Maybe we do not have the same relationship as you and Alex, but I thought you’d trust me enough to keep it a secret.”

I feel bad. He looked a little hurt. “Corey, that’s just it, I didn’t tell you because it wasn’t true.” I say and he sits back with a confused look. I quickly explain the ruse and about Sharon and Dave. Corey being the good friend he was just listened only asking questions every now and then for clarification. I leave out my feelings on the situation, but I tell him all the things we got up to up until then.

By the time I was done I felt like some weight was lifted off my shoulders knowing someone knew.

“So, you two seem to have the lay of the land but what has all this have to do with how you are acting now?” he says. I do not answer.

Truthfully, I do not know the answer. I did not have to as Corey looked at me and said, “you are in love with him aren’t you.”

Fuck. “No, no I don’t think its love, but I do want to be with him,” I say looking down.

I continue, “Fuck, Corey, its messy as hell you know…. I just… I know where he stands on relationships, fuck Its my same damn stance.” I get up and start pacing.

“Um, you do know that to everyone else and their mothers think you ARE in a relationship with Alex,” he says.

He has a point. “You know what I mean Corey.”

“Look calm down, you don’t know how he feels as well. From the sounds of it he participated a much as you in the PDA and maybe he is just as willing as you are to see where things go. Have you thought of that?” He says trying to be a voice of reason.

“I don’t know.” I say distressed. I stop pacing and look at him, taking in his sad look. I needed to leave before I cracked.

“Look, I got to go.” I say moving towards the door before stopping. Corey is my friend and he deserved more of this from me. I turned back around giving him a hug. “Thanks for listening man.” I say.

“Anytime,” he responds giving me a quick squeeze before releasing me with a worried but a content look.

I get back to an empty apartment in time to change into club clothes when I get a message.

“Sorry babe, can you meet me at Jinx, Britney wants me to pick her up”

“No worries sexy, I’ll see you there.” Text back feeling a little irritated.

I put on some nice shoes, place a leather bracelet on my wrist and head out on my own. I get there hearing the pounding music from outside the club doors. I scan the scene to see Corey and Reggy by the bar and head towards them and quickly order a gin tonic.

We chat idly before I spot Alex entering with a gussied-up Britney in a short dress and tall heels. He sees me and smiles as he makes his way towards us. I cannot help but grin as he comes in close to wrap his arms around me and give me a soft kiss on the mouth.

“Hey babe.”

I smile wider before I hear Britney say, “Aleeexxx, lets go dance, he’s obviously talking to his friends.”

I fight to not roll my eyes as I take her in. “Hello Britney.” I say with an eyebrow raised. I ignore Alex’s smirk. The asshole knows me well enough that I am fighting to stake my territory.

“Hey Levi.” She says evenly looking me up and down with lust and vitriol. Yea she wanted my man, but she also acknowledges that I dressed to fuck. Back off bitch. We all chat before she was able to lead Alex to the dance floor. Ugh, whatever. I turn back to see Reggy and Corey making out and I fight hard not to just walk the hell out, feeling a bit alone, when I spot Jayden.

He was talking to none other than Dave. I almost laugh out loud in my luck. I know who I am, and I certainly never let competition get in my way. I strut over there moving carefully behind Jayden before slowly bringing my hands to his hips.

“Hey sexy.” I say into his ear. I do not know if it was the alcohol he already consumed, but the usual witty retort followed by distancing did not come. He leaned back into me with a groan. Dave was clearly not thrilled and spouted off,

“Really! Ugh, we can’t fuck, and then you take away my fun…seriously Levi, I fucking swear” He leaves in a huff.

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Arcadia Avenue is a fictional street that could be the street that you live in or want to live in. I have used it for the setting of a collection of stories and would stress that they are not a series although you may see passing references to other residents from other stories in the collection. The numbers in the title relate simply to the house number of that resident or residents and don’t indicate any order in which they need to be read. They vary across genres so please read the tags to ensure it is a story you want to read.

*****

Paul had known his near neighbour John for over 20 years when they had both moved into new build houses a few doors apart in the quiet respectable cul-de-sac at the end of Arcadia Avenue. At the time Paul was 25, a couple of years younger than John’s 27, but both of their wives were the same age at 24, in fact, the wives’ birthdays were only a few weeks apart. Over the years they had built a strong friendship, drinking together most Friday nights down the local pub, playing football and then latterly squash at the local sports centre. They had shared each other’s joys and disappointments, particularly the night they had both found out on the same day that they were going to be fathers. That was nearly 19 years ago and John’s wife Debbie gave birth to a pair of healthy twin girls only a week before his own wife Caroline produced a bouncing baby boy. Paul remembered as well the sadness a few years ago when John’s wife had run off with another woman leaving John to bring up two hormonal 14-year-old girls. What had made it worse was the woman John’s wife had run off with was Paul’s sister-in-law, something that he had always felt guilty about as they had met at one of the BBQs he and his wife would throw.

With all the children now having celebrated their 18th birthdays and therefore adults, Paul’s wife had nagged him that he needed to help his friend out and suggested that it was time that John ‘got back in the saddle’ and found himself a good woman. Paul had bit his lip at his wife’s suggestion as he nearly responded with how perhaps he should get back in the saddle himself, well at least find someone who would show more interest in sex than she did. For Paul once a week with the lights off and in almost total silence almost made him not want to bother and in the end, he didn’t bother so it had been 4 months since the last time they had sex. What he yearned for was a return to the wild passion they had shared before they got married when they would fuck like rabbits anytime and anywhere the opportunity arose.

Getting his friend to start in the dating game had sounded like a good idea in theory but now standing outside John’s house with a six-pack in his hand Paul felt that perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea after all. John had started to become moody of late and had even started missing their Friday night drinking sessions so maybe he would resent his interference.

Paul had seen the twins, Maisie and Daisy, go out earlier and as always they were wearing skirts that were so short Paul could swear he could almost see their panties. He knew the twins were a constant source of worry for his friend as they would often flounce around dressed in outrageously skimpy clothes sending most of the boys and men in the neighbourhood into a frenzy. Paul sighed as he wished his son James would show a little more interest in the fairer sex, hell he wouldn’t mind if he was gay, would be just nice if he would show some enthusiasm rather than moping around the house like a typical teenager.

Paul paused at the garden gate as he remembered when earlier in the summer, not long after the twins had turned 18 he had come over to borrow a hammer from John and the pair were nude sunbathing in the back garden. When he had seen the young nubile bodies with their tight pert asses, his cock had twitched in his shorts and he had to school himself that these were his best friend’s children, even though technically they were women. As he had stood there trying to control the growing erection in his pants, one of them, he never could tell them apart, had spotted him as she had rolled over onto her back. Instead of covering herself as he would have expected she just looked at him with a smile on her face as she stared at the tent in his shorts and husked in Taksim Escort a voice that would have served a sex siren well.

“Oh hi Mr Brown, Dad’s out at the moment but you are welcome to stay and wait for him if you want.”

The other twin had rolled over silently and after seeing where her sister was staring picked up a tube of suntan lotion and started to rub it into her small firm young breasts. Paul was speechless as the one that had spoken to him licked her lips and said to her sister.

“Hey Maisie, you can do mine if you want,” and lay on her back, opening her legs so Paul could get a clear view of her sparsely covered young pussy.

Paul thought his cock was going to burst out of his shorts as Daisy squirted a long string of gel over her sister’s breasts and tummy and then started to rub the lotion in, her hands moving ever downwards, all the time smiling at Paul as she maintained eye contact.

Paul knew then that if he stayed any longer he would not be responsible for his actions and mumbled something as he left in a hurry and went back to his own home. To his embarrassment, he rushed upstairs to his bedroom as he knew he would be able to see into their garden. To his joy, the twins were still rubbing each other and their touches had gotten a lot more intimate from when he had left. Dropping his shorts and boxers to his ankles he worked his cock frantically as he watched the sisters finger each other. As one of them threw back her head in climax Paul shot a stream of cum into a sock he had grabbed, until he was sure his legs would give out.

Since that time Paul had been very cautious around the sisters though whenever they saw him with anyone else around they were like young virgins where butter wouldn’t melt in their mouths.

Just the memory had given Paul a semi hard-on so he shook his head to try to get the thought from his brain as he opened the gate and went round to the patio and backdoor. The backdoor was open, and peering into the large kitchen Paul couldn’t see his friend but could hear noises coming from the room that John called his den. Without further thought Paul opened the door to be greeted with a sight of his best friend John, naked with his cock in his hand as he watched porn on the large screen fixed to one wall. It wasn’t the sight of John naked that threw Paul as they had showered many times in communal changing rooms after they had played squash together, it was the porn that was playing on the screen. The screen showed a man around their age being fucked by a large black cock while he sucked on another back cock that was halfway down his throat.

“Fucking hell John,” Paul stammered in shock not knowing whether to close the door and run away or just brazen it out. It was at that moment that Paul saw John had a large dildo half in his ass as he froze in terror.

“Paul please it’s not what it seems,” John stammered trying to decide whether to switch the TV off, pull the dildo out of his ass or simply just carry on.

“What I see is you fucking yourself, are you gay or something?”

“No it’s just been so long,” John stammered.

Paul could feel his cock getting hard and although he had never watched gay porn before there was something strangely erotic seeing the man on-screen sucking a cock. The man took the cock from his mouth and started groaning as the man fucking him picked up the pace and by the noises he was making was emptying himself inside.

The lack of sex with his wife and the scene on the screen was too much for Paul and dropping his jeans and boxers to his ankles said, “Well best you get your mouth around this.”

John went to remove the dildo but Paul stepped forward and stopped him, making him stay in a bent-over side on position with his face next to Paul’s cock, allowing him to grab the base of the dildo. Paul then pushed it deeply into John’s ass who started to suck on Paul’s cock with enthusiasm.

“Make it wet,” Paul snarled using one hand to control Johns’s bobbing head and the other to ram the dildo into John’s ass.

Paul felt like his balls would explode so pulling his cock from John’s mouth and at the same pulling the dildo from John’s ass he pushed him so his head was buried in the couch. He didn’t bother asking about using a condom as his body felt Escort Bayan on fire, he simply grasped his cock firmly in his hand and thrust it into John’s ass all the way until their balls were touching.

John gripped the cushion of his couch with his teeth as he felt his ass invaded, not by a plastic dildo but by a real cock. He felt his friend’s strong hands grab his hips and start to thrust in and out at a frantic pace making his ass burn. John went to let go of the couch and grab his cock but the slight alteration in his position resulted in Paul’s cock rubbing against his prostate. Within a few strokes, John started to pump seed from his cock without him touching and as he moaned Paul shouted and grunted as he filled his friend’s ass.

When Paul had finished he stood for a few moments as he refocused on what he had just done and hurriedly pulled out from John’s ass and tucked his still seed covered cock into his trousers. John just stayed bent over and looking down saw his own seed drip from the end of his cock as Paul’s seed dripped from his ass, forming a puddle of mixed cum between his feet.

“Sorry,” was all Paul could think to say. “It’s just it’s been so long since…” Paul’s voice trailed off.

John pulled his own trousers up and looked at Paul and smiled sheepishly, “Well that was a pleasant and unexpected surprise. I knew that one day someone would be my first but never would have guessed it was my best mate.”

“You mean you haven’t before?”

“Only with a dildo,” said John, “Must say the real thing is so much better.”

“Does it hurt?” said Paul feeling his cock start to twitch. Although he was not attracted to men he realised that this was a chance for him to experiment in total safety and at the same time get some sex that he was not getting at home. “Are you gay?” Paul asked as he looked at John, “Not that it matters was just wondering that was all.”

“I still find women attractive, when I get the chance, ” John laughed, “but things have been a little thin on the ground for a while and I got bored watching the same porn. So one day I decided to look at something different and it kind of went from there.”

“Have you done anything with anyone else?” Paul said feeling his cock starting to return to life.

“Nothing,” John said, “I have chatted a few times but never gone further than playing with myself. What about you would you ever consider sucking a a cock?” said John looking intently at Paul as he added, “and have him put a finger in your ass as you do.”

Paul said nothing but moved towards John and then stopped, “Listen I know you are my best friend but I am not ready to do kissing and stuff yet if that’s OK.”

“Do you swallow?” laughed John as he sat on the couch revealing that his cock that was already semi-hard.

“Only one way to find out,” Paul said sitting down next to him and leaning over he started to lick the end of his best friend’s cock.

*****

“Oh my God,” squealed Maisie as she looked at the screen on her phone, “You are not going to believe what Dad and Uncle Paul are doing.”

Daisy looked up from the cock she was sucking and smiled at Paul’s son James before sliding over to look over her sister’s shoulder.

The twins hadn’t gone out at all, instead, they had sneaked into the summer house where they had been joined by James who had bought with him a fat eighth of weed. The deal was the same as always, in return for him bringing enough weed to get them all high both of the girls would suck his cock and then perform with each other. If everyone was happy enough, and still had the energy, then he would get to fuck one, or both of them, but only in the ass as neither wanted to take the risk of getting pregnant.

“Should be on the big screen,” said Daisy as she watched her Uncle Paul working on her father’s cock as her father inserted a second finger into Paul’s ass.

Maisie switched the big screen on and scrolling through the source inputs found the internal channel that allowed them to see out of the inbuilt webcam of any of the smart TVs their father had put into the house. They had more than once watched their father getting off using a dildo but this was the first time they had witnessed him with another person.

“Do you think our Dads have turned istanbul Escort gay?” laughed James as he looked at the TV and the scene of his Uncle John getting a blow job from his father. “We should do what they are doing on the screen so as neither of you has a cock one of you needs to get their mouth around this,” he said waving his still hard cock in the air.

Daisy wiggled back into position giggling, “Oh well guess I will just suck your cock some more but I am going to finger your ass like your Dad is getting fingered.” Then she grabbed some of the gel they always kept handy, smearing a generous dollop on her fingers started to suck James as she inserted a finger into his ass and probed as she worked on his cock.

“Oh, will you look at that,” said Masie and waved her hand at the screen.

Daisy stopped her sucking again and twisted around so all three could look at the screen. Paul was bent over and John was standing behind him, holding his cock by the root and probing at Paul’s ass. The way they were positioned allowed all three of them to get a clear view of Paul’s face as John entered him and by the look on his face, it was plainly obvious he was a virgin.

“Well if we are repeating what’s on the screen,” giggled Masie who had dug out the strapon the girls sometimes used on each other, “Look like I get to fuck your ass.” Masie had climbed into the harness and was in the process of greasing the shaft as they watched the action on screen.

“Shame there isn’t any sound,” Daisy laughed, “Looks like Uncle Paul is really getting into it.”

On the screen, John was pounding Paul’s ass with repeated steady thrusts and Paul was pushing back to meet them.

“I will let you if Daisy carries on sucking my cock,” James said, “I need to bust a nut soon.”

“But I won’t be able to see anything,” pouted Daisy and then she let out a snort of laughter. “Why don’t you fuck me as Masie fucks you. That way we could form our own DAISY chain.” Then broke into peals of laughter as if she had cracked the funniest joke in the world, and was quickly joined by the other two.

Masie sat at the back and James lowered himself onto the strapon feeling it slide into his ass. Although this was the first time with the girls present James had often used various objects around his parent’s house to insert into his ass while he made himself cum. As he pushed back with a contented sigh Masie giggled to herself as she realised that James was much more experienced than he had let on and she stored that knowledge away for future sessions. James was still rock hard and Daisy reached behind and holding his cock pushed back onto it moaning with pleasure as she felt his drive slowly into her bowels. All three started to move but suddenly found it was more difficult to synchronise their movements than they had first imagined.

“Daisy you push back onto James,” said Masie. “James you let Daisy’s backwards push drive you onto my femme cock. Then I will push into you James and that in turn will push you into Daisy’s ass.”

“So all you have to do is just enjoy the ride James,” laughed Daisy as she pushed back forcing James onto the dildo and making him moan loudly.

As the three got into the rhythm they saw John grabbing Paul’s hips and throwing his head back in a silent yell pumped into Paul’s ass. After John had emptied his balls they both sat on the couch and looked at the TV.

“That was pretty intense,” said John slowly catching his breath.

“Felt so good,” said Paul and then went on, “Do you think they realise?”

“I doubt it,” said John, “Kids think they are clever with technology but that isn’t always the case.”

What the twins didn’t realise that was the smart TV actually opened up a two-way communication channel between the two TVs, which meant that each of the participants could see the other. The reason why the summer house TV was silent is that the connection to the external speakers was broken but on John’s side they could hear see and hear everything.

The moans on the screen were getting louder as Daisy slammed back onto James’s cock which in turn drove the dildo deep into his bowels.

“Fuck I am cumming,” screamed James as he felt Masie attack his ass with renewed vigour.

“Do you think they would be up for us joining in?” said Paul to John as they sat playing with each other’s cocks. “Have always fancied having a crack at your daughters and they do seem willing.”

“Can’t see why not, and your son does seem to have a very willing ass,” laughed John, “just like his father.”

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Rogarth held Daemon. He held Daemon with his arms grabbed and arrested him by his coarse hands; legs whose strength equalled more than Daemon’s arms clasped the poor boy in all woe of what was about to happen. A stampede with a march beating through the walls whose reverberations roused Rogarth that his hung cock could be felt on Daemon’s cheek. Those strong minotaurus legs captivated Daemon, forcing him to spread his legs as his chief captive, his Master, his reckoning to the human self goaded the horny men running towards the sorry boy in lightning speed. These hounds pushed each other, fought to race and in great success reached the boy in time for the final moment ere the initiation to the cult shall begin. No, this is only the prologue; it’s not even enough to join this cult for what it is.

“It is not just pleasure we own, we owe it all to pain. Now, you will understand what it takes to be one of us.”
“I am all yours to use, Sir.”
“Call me Rogarth, Daemon. From now on, you are ours; especially mine.”

Rogarth released Daemon. As the hounds entered the chamber naked with cocks engorged and equally just as huge. They began staring down at him; and as Daemon crawled back from his captive towards a dark corner but to no avail escape had finally captivated himself in the excess degree of worship at his Master’s hosts.

“Hey, boy. Remember me? I was the one who fucking cummed on that cute face of yours which I’m now about to ruin again!”
“Please don’t hurt me. I just want to go home now!”

They laughed and those who whistled him his attention had spat on him for prize. Rogarth knew this was what Daemon wanted. Watching all that porn on tumblr and other sleazy sites clearly gave abode as to what the boy truly wanted within his unconscious mind. Going to University wasn’t the answer; it was this!

“I remember I used to be a repressed shy boy when I was your age. Now look at me, boy” grinned another hound. Before he could even gaze upwards at the face of whom had flexed, his sight was taken aback by force against another hound’s extraordinarily thick cock. It was so thick that Daemon couldn’t even tilt his eyes without seeing at least half of it! Whilst Daemon was grabbed by the head and face fucked like no eve the next, it was another hound who sat beside and locked his leg with Daemon’s, lifting the boy up with it
to gain entrance at the oyster slightly opened by his Master previously.

Then another hound joined in to assist. At once, Daemon was lifted by these two heavily tattooed men whose cold touch by the arms being spread wide only made the pre-initiate more exposed and vulnerable; immobile and indiscrete; open and victorious. By this time, all the hounds were touching up Daemon, getting the chance to feel his pulsating pearl that lay within his well-fingered hole. A hole that was to be used. A hole that was getting readied; it wasn’t just a hole. Now he’s comfortable he’s even wanking off some men he couldn’t even see from either side of him. He was blinded by cock and deafened by chants of hounds barking for more cock to be razed at his peril.

They didn’t take turns using Daemon. They pushed each other aside and fucked each other hard to win the boy’s flesh as their own. One hound would bite the other on the neck as he slid his cock inside him. “Watch boy. See how I’m fucking this guy here? I’m the man here, I’m gonna fuck you just as rough! Just watch.” grinned that hound. It made Daemon hard seeing guys fuck and fight for him; it made Daemon feel valued and happy being with those who shared his sleaziness. At beholding such appreciation in the most depreciative way possible by the hounds breathing hoarse at the boy’s flesh, sliding their lubed fingers up his hole; such immediately made Daemon more cooperative. Far more than they had anticipated.

“Get me another slam. The first one to facefuck me till I cry gets to pound my hole!”

Hounds roared around him and grinned! They cheered on and within moments a new mixture was prepared. Two guys used their large hands as a tourniquet by wrapping their long and thick fingers around their new boy’s decently muscular arm. Daemon was well toned for his age; although he didn’t go to the gym his abs showed when he tensed up. This was obvious when he tensed up slightly as his host scratched him and delivered a more potent blend of meth mixed with mkat. Şirinevler Escort It was a warmer feeling.

As soon as his host finished the slam, Daemon’s eyes widened just like before and felt his cock and prostate throbbing. In ecstasy, he was in pleasure then; he is in pleasure now; he will be in pleasure there. There, he will rest against the ground and bark at the hounds staring at him. “Come and use me. Please fucking ruin me; I want to become just like you are. Teach me how to become a man like you guys!”

“Oh, we’ll fucking teach you, mate! You’re gonna love being with us. You’ll be a fucking greedy slut who’s gonna beg for cock everyday with plenty of guys around you every night. Join us. Let go of the world. Join us!”

At once one hound whose cock was so thick it was pretty much a cockwurst. The flesh so thick that it felt heavy to hold and solid in the mouth as it is so tender and mouth watering. By this time two hounds took turns face fucking their new demonic companion. Daemon’s spit mixed with the cocktail of these two alpha males’ precum that oozed graciously from their thick dicks that battered through Daemon’s once-innocent face. “What a cunt you are! What a cunt you got!” shouted one guy as he was prodding Daemon’s hole with his cock. The two guys instantly got pissed off with him as they wanted to fuck Daemon first. They got back and pushed that greedy hound away, mounting their weapons for the ultimate assault against Daemon’s entrance.

“We both want in. You’re gonna fucking take both; but we’ve agreed to take it slow so you’ll enjoy it. Don’t worry, Daemon, we will never hurt another demon so harshly.” They both snogged Daemon and ordered him to stand up and land him atop one of them. The one reassuring him was called Doltrak; the one Daemon was about to mount was Guhl.

Guhl was laying down smirking at Daemon, and as he prepared himself straightening out his cock for Daemon’s hole to suck in as the boy stood before him that beheld a toned and semi-smooth body just gauging for a man to become a man. As he crouched the tip of his thick meat touched Daemon’s hole that sent a shock coursing through his body livening up his cock before the man that will now plough his sizable cock into the darkest chambers of Daemon’s inner foray. Guhl’s cock was long but not as thick as Doltrak’s whose thickness made up for the length.

“Fuck, amazing!” Daemon groaned.
“Try getting it all in.” winked Guhl.

As Daemon slowly pushed himself down on the fleshy pole that invaded him so well, it stung just as well, urging Daemon to pull out. “Oh, no you fucking don’t! Stay; just stay put, boy. I’m not gonna hurt you, understood?” Daemon, who was in the land between pain and pleasure whose groans of pleasure equalled with slight moans of pain sending two polar messages that nerves cannot process all in one go. His brain was on fire from the heat and meth; his legs were shaking and wanted to collapse, bringing his entire body by the surge of gravity that pulled him closer to pleasure than the urge to oppose nature in pain. After a minute, the pain subsided and Daemon travelled deeper and deeper to the utmost parts of his inner chamber: that stubborn gate which boasts not to open unless he relaxes.

“Your inner gate won’t let me in unless you relax. Fuck me with all you got in; that’s an order!”

Daemon was now slowly fucking on the cock that prodded through his pearl and was slowly battering the inner gate that refused to let Guhl pass upward. “Let me help ya, mate. We’ll break into you in no time. Suck my cock and ride my brother’s!” The sound of slurping filled the air as a smooth silky sound erupted from below. Daemon’s arse was lubricating itself; it truly was a hole to be reckoned with! At the same time, Guhl’s cock was precumming like fuck crazy that only made it easier to gain passage with headlong flaming in ecstasy for riite of passage by male right.

His cock was prodding against the inner gate; both of them sweating as the heat intensed between them. After only a few minutes there was progress and Daemon was slowly bringing himself lower and lower to touch the ground. Doltrak decided as encouragement to kneel in front of Daemon, complimenting him for his progress and kissed him passionately as his arse beheld itself in view of Guhl now gaining ease through Daemon’s passage. Escort Bayan

“Fuck finally!” he sighed, relieved that now his arse has fully consumed Guhl’s long cock of supreme entity. It was magnificent to watch a boy only 24 hours ago was getting facefucked at an abandoned site then kidnapped and brought here only to finally gasp for more cock before him and then to mount this colossal figure of a man who held Daemon in place to ease the passage for an almighty pounding in him they pursue.

“Go on your back, slut. I wanna be riding, not you!” Shouted Guhl, clearly horny from the sweet hot fleshy silk inside Daemon’s wet arse that begged for more daring assaults against it. So it was done; Daemon went on all fours and at once spread his open and wide revealing an already loosened up hole gaping in pink leaking with precum that looked a clear liquid oozing out like lube and cum mixed together. “Come on, Guhl! You know you want a piece of his arse, so come get it and cum in it!” Guhl roared like a wild animal and pressed against Daemon’s legs to give room for the ploughing of the night. As Guhl started sliding his cock up Daemon’s arse they both moaned as they drew closer with every inch between them done was every second between them gone. Now Daemon spread his legs and kept them in place. His entire body locked within Guhl’s muscular arms; Daemon’s head by now was supported against Doltrak’s thick cock which served as a cushion for comfort; and as a tool for pleasure. And for the first time in Daemon’s life he saw in full view the faces of Guhl and Doltrak gazing before him, and what demonic faces they had!

Doltrak was a bull; he had a septum piercing that was 5mm thick and the horseshoe was sized that it extended down to the upper lip. Pierced low, it was the most defining and sleaziest feature that Doltrak beheld. Tattoos were engraved into their flesh and soul with tributaries to Satan and hell engraved in all of them adorned in ancient Aramaic worthy of demonic song and praise. Guhl himself had nipple piercings with rings that descended from both, and just like Doltrak, he too bore a septum piercing. In fact, most people had septum piercings and it was difficult to find someone who didn’t have such a mark through them. This realisation got Daemon even more horny and his eyes widened and he smiled openly and in such a sleazy way that both men knew what he was just thinking.

“You like our septums, don’t you boy?” Guhl oomphing as he pounded deep into Daemon’s arse. Where every silence drew every pound deeper grew. “Yes, I fucking do! I want to become just like you Sir.” Daemon began sucking Doltrak’s cock, deepthroating him as Guhl pounded him more rough than before. He would pull out almost entirely, then slam his cock right back in, battering through the outer wall and barraging through the inner gate right up the deeper passage, sending Daemon into new heights of ecstasy fulfilling himself as a true slave to pleasure and a conquerer of pain in years to follow.

“You know why we got septums, mate?”
“Coz we’re fucking Satanists. We love Satan! We devote ourselves to Him and pleasure!” gasped Guhl, clearly out of breath from the immense fucking.
“You’re gonna get yours done too, boy. I love an untouched body; no piercings nor tattoos you got. That will sure change!” smirked Doltrak.

Daemon begged to be moulded as they see fit. His arse already being moulded by the ins and outs of thrusting that slapped thighs on arse, cock in hole that brought Daemon closer to hell and closer to pleasure.

“My turn now, brother! Let me get a taste of his hole!”

Guhl pulled out and leapt to the side as Doltrak leapt over Daemon’s body and began rimming his loosened and wet hole. “Fuck! Your hole is so sweet! I can even taste my brother’s tasty, warm precum!” Greedily he devoured the juices; greedily he pressed his tongue against his hole and like ice cream he licked the flesh and buried his face deep inside. The vibrations felt by Daemon from the groans Doltrak uttered sent reverberations throughout them both that sent shocks further through a boner longing to breed the host the same.
It couldn’t have lasted longer. By then Guhl approached Daemon’s hole with his mouth and so the two brothers shared Daemon’s hole, readying it for the cockwurst that Doltrak was preparing for a beautiful fuck inside Daemon’s istanbul Escort hungry hole. Guhl tickled Daemon’s hole by flicking his tongue in and out; this whilst Doltrak had his tongue tucked inside Daemon’s chamber, wiggling its way round whilst his tongue was massaged by his brother’s as the two shared turns in slurping Daemon in and out. Their tongues wide and long enough to reach through the ends, and touching Daemon so wildly that his horniness went through the floor to hell and above the world to the stars. It was truly a sight! It was amazing; no guy could resist. Lucky for Daemon though; all the other hounds were busy fucking each other wild as they were just as high!

“Fuck me! I want both of you in me!”
“The best is yet to come.” said Doltrak.

Guhl went to the other side and began facefucking Daemon wildly, having him clean his cock as Doltrak with a loud roar declared “Hail Satan!” and charged his cock through Daemon’s hole that slid in with heat and scare, daring Daemon to scream in such ecstasy that the whole chamber was awakened by this glorious session that gained the attention from everyone in the room including one of the chiefs of the domain.

“Oh, yeh! That hole is begging for my toxic cock!”
“Toxic?” Asked Daemon. He didn’t know what toxic meant.
“Shut the fuck up, you fucking loud boy! Gag him, Guhl! I am gonna fuck this boy so rough and hard he won’t have a chance to breathe from neither ends!”

Slamming his thick, 6” cock in, it was a monstrous cock that although nearly 6” in length was thick enough to stretch his pearly prostate in great proportions that Guhl couldn’t. His brother rammed through the inner gate; now Doltrak wants to spurn the treasure, to open the oyster and unlock the pearl within that shall stream a cum so mighty that it will summon an avalanche to consume them whole.

Thrusting in and out; hard and fast; lightning fast; as hard as a rock; it was the moment Daemon was waiting for. His eyes were covered by Doltrak’s hands who by weight of his body pressed against Daemon’s puny body that these two muscular men on either side of him dared to violate and dirty.

“I’m gonna cum inside this whore’s mouth soon at the rate he’s sucking me dry!”
“Just you wait I’m gonna make him cum without his wanking! Grab his hands and choke him, Guhl!”
“Yeh bro, keep fucking that bitch! Fuck him, man! Fuck him hard!”

Grunts were heard from Doltrak, sweat dripped down his face onto Daemon’s; the two brothers kissed each other as Daemon’s hands were in the middle bound. They looked down at Daemon and smirked together, highfiving one another and spitting at Daemon, treating him like dirt.

Their hands clasped together and with furious fucking done were the hours soon gone ere the final moment in this pre-initiation was ended. As Doltrak continued to pound away, this time slower and more deeper which sent Daemon’s pearl through a vibrating frenzy that pushed cum right through him. “Fuck! I’m cumming! Fuck yeh, Satan!” Moaned in such a loud way did Daemon usher out his cum as the two brothers were now getting closer to cumming. Guhl began wanking his cock fast and the tip was enclosed within Daemon’s mouth who sucked endlessly for glory dew in time that grew to come.

“Now, I’m gonna cum! Fuck I’m closer! Tense your arse Daemon, and play with my nipples. It helps me cum.”

After long minutes of twisting his nipples and tensing his arse, he could feel Doltrak’s cock pulsating and a loud roar battered through the soundwaves that sunk into the room that manifested itself through a gushing of warm stream of cum barreling through the fleshy creases that demanded it. The flesh absorbed that cum well; this much whilst Guhl looked on and saw Daemon and his brother in ecstasy.

“So horny, bro! Watch this stream of cum he’s gonna drink! He’s not only got toxic cum up his arse but he’s gonna drink it up too!” What is toxic cum, Daemon thought? He didn’t know, not yet anyway. Regardless, his mind was too busy slurping the juice that erupted from Guhl’s cock and sweet liquid flowed graciously like a stream of creamy milk mixed in honey flowing down Daemon’s longing throat to be seeped into the flesh. Therein lies his ultimate conversion.

Guhl and Doltrak highfived each other again, laughing at the poor defenseless and most violated boy who laid in between them. They kissed and both of them kissed their new brother in turn.

“Welcome to the Sleazy Satanic Cult.” Doltrak announced.
“But your initiation is not yet done. More is to come; and that’s no pun to be intended with.”

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E.G. Saunders took the thriller genre, blindfolded it, bent it over, and f*cked it hard. It’s the same feeling his main character got when he was enticed—or was it threatened?—by a dominant, seemingly crazed beauty, into a story that will have you clutching your privates. And whether that’s out of fear or pleasure is up to you.

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Chapter 9

The only J’s I knew of was down on shit street by the shipbuilding yards. The only reason I knew that was because at one point I used to make “deliveries” down there because a chick I let move in with me took off with my savings I had stuck in the mattress.

Yes, I actually did that. Shut up.

My logic was that no one would be stupid enough to do such a thing, so who would actually look there? In my brilliance, I crammed the mattress with 25k of my hard-earned.

I wasn’t completely stupid, though, I cut into the Sealy and shoved packs of 20’s and 50’s everywhere around the springs and to the four corners. I figure it must’ve taken my live-in a good 25-30 minutes to get all of it. My only consolation was that she had cut herself in the process and left a little trail of blood.

Yeah, she got all of it.

She was persistent, the little fucker.

And I do mean little. Thai. A nipple over 4 1/2 feet. Walking in the bars, everyone thought I was bangin’ a child. I almost broke up with her for that reason. I don’t normally give a fuck what other people think, but in this case, it was almost warranted. Even with all my twisted sexual behavior, pedophiles are the one group of people I’d cross the street to kill. I didn’t want to be grouped in with them in any way.

So I kept her mostly secret. That was another stupid move. Few people saw me with her. I didn’t mention her to anyone. Hell, I didn’t even brag about fucking her—and she was tight. And hairless. Everything a guy would find brag-worthy. At the time, I don’t know if her hairlessness was genetic or not, but I never saw her shave. I never felt stubble. Even her ass was hairless. And man, I never tasted better ass.

Yes, I had enough sense to make sure she was actually of age. Shortly after meeting her, I pretty much demanded that I see her ID. I wasn’t going to take her word—not with her broken English and diminutive form. It turned out that she was 20 and had just gotten her work permit. She had come directly from Thailand. Had family there who were going to receive most of her paycheck, once she got a job and started making some good money.

After that first hairless sex experience, I checked her ID again to make sure I hadn’t missed anything. She was legit. Turns out that a lot of Thai girls were like that. Some Filipino’s, too.

Reassured, I honed my pussy-eating skills on her. That was about the only thing of worth I got out of her.

When I came home one day and found all her clothes gone and my mattress torn up, I took two days off to cuss at her and at myself. I walked the city in a fury hunting for her, then I notified the police. Then I spent another day cussing, drinking, and missing that pussy.

I was still a guy. Pussy like that was rare.

I then had to take a few side gigs for Thad. Şişli Escort “Deliveries.”

I’m sure the deliveries were dirty. I didn’t look in the packages I carried, I didn’t want that knowledge. When you’re meeting guys named Olag in the shipyards at 2 in the morning, the less you know, the better. Olag, Chancy, Creen, and Jon. Dirtiest fuckers you ever laid eyes on. I made my deliveries and got the fuck out of there.

I didn’t make back all my money with those gigs, but I got close. That’s why I knew they were dirty. No one pays that amount of wad to hand off an envelope or a brown paper bag.

I dropped Thad after that. Didn’t want him thinking I was his bitch. But Thad did have his fingers in the porn industry, and I wanted steady work. Seems I was his bitch just a little.

J’s…I didn’t want to go down there. I didn’t want to meet Candy. Fuck her, yes. Taste her again, yes. Feel her…

Oh, fuck it.

Now, I only had to figure out what to wear. And whether or not I was going to take a weapon. It was still a seedy area. Her stiletto, maybe. She’d be pissed if I brought that.

Yeah. Really pissed.

Now I only had to figure out where I was going to hide that damned thing.

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Chapter 10

J’s was as shitty as the the shit street that ran past its front door. Deeper in the city, you have clubs for the Cadillac gays hoping for a hop and pop and chic baritones with a surprise for you under their skirts. J’s was S&M for those who didn’t know any better. It was for minds still stuck in the 80’s with assless chaps, flat leather caps, and horseshoe mustaches. Torn, threaded denim—the kind you earn—rounded out their less than trim figures.

I parked my car about three blocks away in a large broken parking area with a tattered rag fence. The lot was a joke, but the guy holding out his hand for the cash to park was not. He didn’t care if anyone saw the blade at his waist or his bad attitude. I understood hiding his gaze under his ray-bans, but it was fucking dark. The single pole light above was anything but illuminating. I gave him my money and stopped myself from commenting. I had the stiletto, but I hadn’t any practice or skill using it. Joe Cool with the glasses would probably cut me for being the smart ass I thought I was…show me how to use a blade from the inside out and then ask me for a twenty for his trouble.

I made it out of the lot and down the street without managing to kill or partially gut myself. This was harder than you think: I had the stiletto wrapped in a thin towel shoved down the front of my shirt and pants. If I fell, I’d end up shivving my gut.

I agonized about how best to bring the thing. I ended up romanticizing how slick it would be to have her reach down and grab my dick, only to find the end of the stiletto there. There would be the surprised look to her face and then the resultant animal lust from her because I had disobeyed. I wasn’t anyone’s bitch.

But as I walked, I was terrified that I would fall and kill myself. I must’ve looked like I was seriously constipated.

I thought about putting the thing down my pants point first, but between stabbing myself in the gut Escort Bayan or taking the chance of piercing my dick all the way through and chance making it useless—I chose the gut. I think any man would make the same choice. I had the sense to wrap the stiletto in a towel. It made me look like I had a good bulge in my pants.

Sure, I could’ve put it down my sock, but I didn’t own any. I barely had pants. Most of my Florida wear was sweatpants and sandals in the coldest of weather. The gigs I worked didn’t have a dress code. I was spoiled in that.

So, it was black sweatpants, sandals and a loose black shirt—I wanted her to be able to rip my clothes off quickly.

As I walked, though, I could feel the tip of the stiletto work its way through the towel a bit. It rubbed my stomach sharply.

I looked ahead and saw a few club members hanging outside. One gruff dude actually had a toothpick—at least I thought it was a toothpick—hanging off the corner of his mouth.

I wanted to adjust the stiletto, but I didn’t want anyone seeing me doing that. And by now everyone was looking at me.

Yeah, I didn’t fit.

Leather and denim. Have to remember that for next time.

Fuck next time. She was meeting me somewhere else.

A woman stood next to the guy. She could have been his mother. She wore an opened vest that displayed her drooping cleavage down to a grey honey trail that dipped below a thick black belt studded with silver. Her belt wrapped a leather bikini, and those were wrapped in chaps. She wore dark eyeliner.

Next to her was a thinner, younger woman who was stroking the older woman’s thigh. This one could’ve come out of a Madonna video. As I approached, she looked at me and let her hand slide up the older woman’s crotch. She whispered something in the older woman’s ear.

I resisted the urge to close my eyes tightly and wish it all away, but that would have been insulting people who did life like this because they believed in it. I was not one to criticize another person’s life. I required the same of the rest of the world for my own choices. Walk on, old and young babe; I got your back.

With all that before me, I wasn’t being truly honest with myself. I actually was turned on a little. It had more to do with the excitement of what I was expecting or, rather, wishing to happen, and the fact that this stroking woman was doing this out in the open for anyone to see.

Anyone who happened to be crazy enough to walk out this way in the pit of night.

Still, sex was sex. On a set with cameras and lighting, there was a specific plan of action. Out here, anything could happen. That was the undercurrent that woke my dick a little. Nothing full-fledged, mind you, (I did have some control), but enough to make an outline happen in my sweatpants that ran right along the length of the stiletto.

Yep, I was looking like a two-dicked man about to get him some.

This wasn’t lost on the man. He looked down at me in a little confusion, then grinned. He reached up to his collar, on the side I couldn’t see, and then pulled down a mic hanging from a curly cord. He kept an eye on me and put a hand out to stop me.

I stopped.

“I think istanbul Escort he’s here,” the man said. “Dorky. Thin. Has more than one hard on.”

There was silence for a few seconds, then he nodded and waved me over to him. He let go of the mic and put a hand on my chest to stop me as the two women moved toward me, one in front, the other in back.

I found it difficult to keep my tongue in check, but I managed. I was ready to challenge that dorky comment, but figured it wouldn’t help me get inside any faster—and might just have the opposite effect.

It wasn’t long before I had expert hands probing all over me, the best frisking experience I’ve had. They knew their way around a body and even lingered on the crease where God split me, traveled up there to cup my balls. I couldn’t keep my soldier from standing at attention through that. Hell, they were fine rubbing their own creases in public, what was a hard-on between friends?

I opened my mouth to say something when I noticed that these women weren’t quite what they appeared to be. I mean, older, yes, and younger, a little overweight and thin, but they were practiced. Strong. They moved with purpose and subtle strength.

I looked at the man and realized that he wasn’t just a lump of a guy either, but probably an old powerlifter. He had a little more flab on him than I’m sure in his heyday, but I wasn’t going to bet against him in a confrontation with me—or even three of me. The toothpick? It was a sharply pointed sliver of steel or some other metal. I don’t know if it was a weapon or a lock-picking tool.

The older woman got my attention again with a good, hard feel of my cock. She was damn good. I wanted more of that and gave her a smile indicating so. The younger one was against my back and then feeling up under my armpits and then hairline.

Finally, the older one felt all along the stiletto and then lifted up my shirt. She peeled back the towel some to reveal the rest of the stiletto’s tip. I was ready to protest and object them taking it from me, powerlifter or not, when the old woman let my shirt fall over it. She gave the powerlifter a small shake of her head with a look that said I was stupid.

I was okay with that. I’d let her think anything she wanted, if she’d just go back to caressing my dick again, Hell, I’d even insult myself for her.

But she didn’t do that. She went back to her place by the side of the door and her younger friend moved right back with her and resumed her caressing.

Beside me, the powerlifter touched his mic again and spoke into it. “He brought it,” he said. He waited again and then got his reply.

I didn’t like the reply he got in his ear. I don’t know what it was, but I didn’t like it. The guy smiled at me in a way that said I was in for something. That I had crossed a line somewhere I shouldn’t have.

He kept his smile while opening his arm wide to let me pass. I heard the door ahead unlock.

Yep. It was at this point I thought I should probably have gone in the opposite direction. Head back to my car with my tail between my legs and consider myself lucky.

But it turned out, I was as stubborn as I had always been. My youth hadn’t left me after all. Nobody was going to scare me away. It just wasn’t going to happen.

I looked at the three of them, and I stepped to the door and opened it.

And yes, it turned out that I was stupid, too.

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Chapter Eight:

“Oh, oh! Fuck your mother, Walter! Fuck Mummy’s horny pussy! Harder,
Mummy’s going to cum now! Fuck Mummy’s cunt as hard as you can!”

Patty was on her back, her legs up in the air, whimpering and moaning
as her son labored on top of her. Walter had been ready to go to school
when he’d decided he wanted another fuck in his mother’s pussy. She’d
protested at first, as she always did, but he’d had little trouble
persuading her to lie on her back and spread her legs.

His pants were bunched around his ankles. His schoolbooks were on the
floor, next to the bed. Walter fucked his mum fast and hard, not even
thinking about her pleasure, concentrating only on making the cock
juice spurt up from his balls as soon as he could.

“Fuck Mummy’s pussy, fuck Mummy!” Patty locked her arms around his
shoulders, fucking her ass off the bed in a frenzy of passion. “Harder!
Mummy’s so horny! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, I’m cumming now! Fuck your
mother, I’m cumming, cuuummmiiinnnggg!”

Walter grunted, coming down hard, ramming his prick deep inside his
mother. Then the milk-white cock sap flooded out of his balls, raining
into his mother’s cunt channel, flooding her buttery pussy with juice.
Walter kept fucking furiously, shuddering as the last droplets of spunk
burned from the head of his cock. Then he popped his enormous fuck
organ out of her hairy cunt slit and wiped it off insolently on her
inner leg.

“See you later today, Mum.”

He pulled up his pants, picked up his school books and left. Patty
remained on her back on the bed, fully clothed, her skirt hiked up to
her waist to give her son access to her cunt. Her pussy hole was all
wet and swollen from the torrid fucking he’d just given her, and she
could feel his sticky cock juice seeping out of it, matting in the
dense curls fringing her cunt.

She’d been reduced to nothing, Patty thought. Her need for constant
fucking was now so strong that her son could easily persuade her to lie
on her back and spread her legs any time his cock got hard. All she
could think of was the constant need in her wet, creamy cunt.

Patty put her hand on her steaming pussy, feeling all the cum juice
seeping out of the slit. The next thing she knew, she was fingerfucking
again, rubbing her fat little clit, thinking about how good it felt
when her cunt stretched around her son’s cock.

* * * * *

“Unh, unhg! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy! Unh, unh, need to cum!”

This time her son wasn’t with her in the house. It was one in the
afternoon and Patty was still finger fucking. She sprawled on her
living room sofa, staring blankly at a game show droning on the
television set in front of her. Her terry robe was open, exposing her
huge tits and her wet, hairy pussy. Patty wiggled her ass on the couch
as she moved her hand between her thighs, rubbing and stroking her
hard, aching clit.

“Fuck me, fuck me — “

The doorbell interrupted her. Patty considered not answering it at all.
It was probably just a door-to-door salesman, and whatever he’d want to
sell her wouldn’t be half as important as satisfying her wet cunt. At
last, reluctantly, she rose, tied the sash holding the robe together,
and went to see who it was.

The visitor was a boy just about Walter’s age. Patty squinted at him,
wondering why his face looked so familiar.

“Yes?” She held the door open, automatically drawing the robe tight
across her tits.

“Hi,” the boy said. He smiled. “My name’s Henry. You know my mum,
Margaret Kelly?”

Patty flushed, instantly feeling a cold sense of trepidation. What
reason could Margaret have for sending her son to visit her?

“Y-yes, I know her,” Patty stammered. “What do you want to see me
about?”

“Well, it’s not too good to explain it out here.” Henry smiled, seeming
very calm. “Do you mind if I come in and talk to you for a minute?
Thanks…”

He walked past her, entering her home without permission. Patty
hesitated, then shut the door and followed him into the living room,
where she found that Henry had already made himself comfortable on the
couch. He wore only a T-shirt and cut-off, and Patty felt her cunt
getting wet again as she stared at the sumptuous bulge behind his
zipper. God, what kind of slut had she turned into? It had gotten to
the point that even glimpsing a bulging prick could make her horny.

“Man!” Henry sat up on the couch, sniffing. “This whole hose smells
like wet pussy!”

“What on earth!” Patty gasped. She gaped at him dismay, blushing
fiercely, automatically holding her robe tighter. “How…how dare you
say such a disgusting thing to me?! Get out of my home this instant!”

“Aw, that’s okay,” Henry grinned. “I didn’t mean anything by it. I
guess you were playing with yourself when I came over, huh?”

“You’re disgusting. Get out of my home.”

“Take it easy.”

Then, Henry shocked Avcılar Escort her again, calmly unzipping his cut-offs and
pulling them off. Now he was naked from the waist down except for his
tennis shoes. His prick was enormous and stiffening rapidly, swelling
with blood and jism in little jerks. Henry took his cock in hand and
stared intently at her body.

“See, my mum told me how horny you are, Mrs. Wayne,” he said. “She said
you’d be a good person to see if I wanted to get my cock sucked. I
really like a good blow job, Mrs. Wayne. I decided to take the day off
from school to come over here, to see if you could give me one. How
about it?”

“What-what-what do you think you’re doing?”

“Just asking to get my cock sucked. That’s all.”

And then Henry wrapped his fingers around his enormous fuck organ,
stroking it hard and fast. Patty stared in disbelief and growing
passion as the meaty prick swelled stiffer and stiffer. Soon it was as
hard as an iron bar, every bit as enormous as her own son’s cock.

“I know you went down on my mum, Mrs. Wayne,” Henry said calmly. “I
know it’s because of how much you like to suck on things. So, why don’t
you just suck my cock, too? It’s really a big one, isn’t it? Why don’t
you put it in your mouth, Mrs. Wayne, and see hot it tastes?”

Patty’s mind was reeling. She’d never met a grown man who was so
aggressive, let alone a lad who was young enough to be her own son.
Helplessly she stared at Henry’s big boner, watching it pulse as he
jacked it with his fist. Her pussy tingled as she thought of how
intensely satisfying it would be to suck a big, hard cock this
afternoon, to satisfy her constant craving for stiff prick with a nice,
spicy bellyfull of spunk.

“Come on, Mrs. Wayne. You know you want to.”

Patty dropped to her knees. She couldn’t believe she was doing it,
couldn’t believe her craving for hard cock had grown so strong that she
would suck off any arrogant stranger who asked for it. Henry smiled
knowingly, stepping closer. Now his big cock was right in front of her
face. Patty wrapped her fingers around the root, staring at the tip.
Cum juice was leaking out of it. She sighed as she jacked the huge cock
slow and hard, making the piss hole open up, oozing more jizz.

“That feels good, Mrs. Wayne.”

Patty popped the cock knob into her mouth and started licking and
sucking. It was good, tasty prick to suck, with cum sap nearly as rich
and delicious as her own son’s. Patty made gurgling, slobbering sounds
as she nursed contentedly on the giant cock, shutting her eyes,
blocking out her shame as she concentrated on the taste and feel of the
prick between her lips.

Now it was getting even stiffer, pulsing on the roof of her mouth.
Patty thrust her tongue onto the piss slit as the jizz oozed out more
plentifully. She tightened her right hand around the base of his cock,
and then she started beating his meat, fast and hard, whipping her
right hand up and down from the root to her stretched, ovalled,
hungrily sucking lips.

Henry stared down at her, sighing as he enjoyed the torrid cock
sucking. He held her head with bot hands, curling his fingers in her
thick blonde hair, rocking his hips lightly to fuck his prick in and
out of her mouth. Patty felt like a complete whore now, happy to do
absolutely anything for Henry as long as he’d let her suck his cock.
She thought of him with his mother, imagined Henry’s face as Margaret
told him what a horny pussy licker and cocksucker Patty was.

Had Henry learned that Patty fucked her son too?

“Harder,” Henry panted.

Now the hung arrogant lad’s face was contorted with pleasure as his
orgasm grew nearer, as the heavy load of cock juice congested in his
balls.

“Oh, shit, you suck hard!” He pulled her hair, rocking his hips, making
the cream-starved mum gag on his thick prick. “Jack it fast, Mrs.
Wayne! Unggh, what a good cock sucker! I’m gonna cum any fucking
second!”

Patty sucked his cock as hard as she could, her whole face reddening
with the torrid intensity of the blow job. Rapidly she alternated
between puffing her cheeks up and sucking them in again, keeping as
much pressure on the lad’s hard-on as she could. The huge prick grew
stiffer still, spitting droplets of pre-cum onto her swirling, lapping
tongue. Patty panted through her nose, whipping her right hand
tirelessly up and down his cock, thinking of absolutely nothing now but
the impending explosion of cum.

“Swallow it, Mrs. Wayne! Suck my cock, suck the juice out! Ungggh!
Cummiiinnnggg!”

The hot, milky white jizz spewed forth, squirting across her swirling
tongue, coating her tonsil as the froth white stuff lashed down her
throat. It wasn’t as delicious as her son’s cum, but Patty was so
starved for the taste of cream that Henry’s gushing seed satisfied her
completely. Hungrily she clung to the juice-squirting Escort Bayan boner, tirelessly
jacking and sucking it, determined to nurse out every drop of his cum.
Her frantic cock sucking efforts were rewarded. Henry’s cock kept
spewing out juice for over a half-minute, and Patty’s belly felt warm
and full with all the cream she’d just sucked out of his balls.

“That’s enough,” Henry said abruptly. “Take off that robe, Mrs. Wayne.
Now I get to fuck you.”

Patty say back on her heels, gasping, her cheeks bright with a mixture
of humiliation and lust. Henry was stripping of the rest of his
clothes, never taking his eyes off her body. Patty hesitated, her
fingers on the sash holding her robe together. Then she pulled it open,
exposing her spectacular, big-titted nakedness, hoping that her
gorgeous body would make Henry horny enough to give her the savage
fucking she needed.

“Get on your back.”

Patty did it. She stretched out on the floor, completely naked now, her
big tits jiggling spongily as she wiggled her ass buns into a good
humping position on the rug. Henry stared at her as she raised her long
legs high in the air, completely opening her drippy pussy hole for the
first thrust of his cock.

“Fuck me,” she panted. “Hurry, Henry. Fuck my wet cunt.”

Henry dropped to his knees, his giant, spit-slickened cock lance
pulsing over her belly. Patty looked up eagerly as he mounted her,
aiming his spongy cock tip at the pouting, curly-haired lips of her
cunt. The horny blonde watched and felt the cock going into her,
stretching her tight pussy open, making her glistening cuntal walls
spasm and suck as they forcibly accommodated the belly-probing length
of his cock.

“Oh, fuck me! Ungggh! Feels so good, Henry! Unh, you’ve got such a big
one! Fuck my cunt, lover, fuck my horny cunt!”

Henry sprawled flat on top of her, crushing her enormous, stiff-nippled
tits under his chest, and sinking his cock farther into her cunt. Then
he started fucking. Up and down his lean young ass heaved, stroking her
pussy, spearing his hard, aching prick in and out of the creamy
tightness of her cunt. Patty quickly started humping to meet his
strokes, excitedly bouncing her ass off the floor, fucking her wet,
glove-tight pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his cock.

“Fuck my cunt, lover, fuck my cunt hole!” She wrapped her thighs
together high across his back, holding him close, shuddering as his
giant cock sank farther into her pussy. Patty knew there was more of
it, more that he hadn’t yet sunk into her. Patty desperately needed to
feel every inch of it, every inch of his giant cock-lance ramming into
her belly, stuffing her cunt to bursting with the thickness of his
prick.

Then Henry started fucking hard and very deep. Patty grunted as the
stiff prick rammed all the way into her belly, reaching the depths of
her womb. Now Margaret’s naked son was fucking like a wild man, panting
on her shoulder, drilling her tight pussy as fast as he possibly could.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my tight pussy!” Patty chanted. Her cunt was
throbbing uncontrollably, gripping and sucking the skewering shaft of
his cockmeat. Again and again the big fuck organ rammed into her,
stretching her furry cuntslit every time he stuffed his cockmeat in to
the hilt.

Henry slid his hands down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks. Then he
started fucking her as hard as he could. Relentlessly he worked on top
of her bare, sweat-glistening body, ramming his cock into her belly,
almost punishing her with the steely stiffness of his big cock.

“Unngggh! Oh, Henry!”

Now Patty felt the cum welling up deep inside her, making her gooey
pussy suck even harder around his cock. She grimaced, her face
contorting with raw fuck passion, twisting her head dazedly from side
to side on the floor. Then she started humping in a frenzy of fuck
need, abandoning all control as she feverishly pistoned her stuffed,
sucking pussy onto the pounding shaft of his prick.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy!” she gasped. “Ungggh! I’m cumming,
Henry! Fuck my cunt, it’s cumming, cuuummiiinngg!”

Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, the juice nearly gushing out of
the ravished cunt-slit, the fur-fringed lips throbbing with almost
painful intensity around the racing cockshaft of Henry’s cock. Henry
kept fucking her cunt as hard as he could, guiding her through the
force of her orgasm. But still he didn’t lose his second load into her
pussy, and suddenly Patty realized where she wanted to feel his big
cock ramming next.

“Take it out,” she panted. “I-I want you to fuck my asshole. Right now,
Henry. Hurry!”

Henry paused for a moment, grinning, as if to show his appreciation for
how quickly her true colors had come out. Then he pulled his huge,
throbbing prick out of her pussy hole, the giant shaft of fuck meat
twitching istanbul Escort obscenely up and down with its need to shoot its load of cum.
Patty stared at the boy’s big cock, resisting the urge to pop it back
into her mouth for more sucking. Instead she rolled onto her belly,
reaching behind her back to spread her ass cheeks wide, shamelessly
displaying her pink, puckered asshole for the stabbing impalement of
his cock.

“It’s all hot and horny, Henry,” Patty whimpered, as her itchy little
hole throbbed obscenely in and out. “Hurry, honey, please fuck my
asshole for me! Do it hard, my asshole needs your cock!”

“Shit, Mrs. Wayne! My mum sure was right about you!”

Then Henry mounted her again, this time aiming his huge, swollen cock
tip at her distended shit ring. Patty grunted and bit her lips as she
felt the enormous cock lance stabbing into her, cleaving into her
bowels. The thickness of his cock stretched her asshole to bursting,
even though he only had the first two inches in.

Patty knew it was going to hurt, but she didn’t care. Bravely she
spread her pink-flushed ass cheeks wider apart, desperately horny to
have her tender asshole gorged with hard, fucking dick.

“Deeper, Henry,” she pleaded. “Oh, please, please, ram it up my
asshole, honey! My asshole needs your big fucking cock!”

Henry started humping on top of her, groaning as he felt her rubbery
shitting muscles sucking and flexing around his cock Her shit tunnel
hadn’t been lubed, but the naked blonde was so horny, and her asshole
was throbbing so hard, that Henry was sure he could bury his prick up
her bowels without hurting her. He panted on her neck as he commenced
his fucking rhythm, making Patty cry out as he rammed his cock up her
asshole deeper with every thrust.

“Unggggh! Oh, Henry! Unggggh! It’s so big and stiff, Henry! Unnggggh!
Fuck my little asshole, honey! Oh, shit, pack me with it! Pack me
deep!”

By now the hung youth had over half of his hard-on rammed up her shit
channel, and Patty knew she didn’t have to hold her ass cheeks open
anymore. Eagerly she thrust bot hands under her belly, groping through
her juice-matted pussy curls until her fingers touched her clit.
Shamelessly, she started fingerfucking, pleasuring her pussy as her
asshole sucked and spasmed around young Henry’s cock.

“Fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole!” she pleaded, almost
screaming out the words. “My asshole’s so horny, Henry! Oh, fuck, oh,
yes, my asshole needs your cock!”

Then Henry came down very hard, suddenly ramming every inch of his
immense prick into the tender, gripping warmth of her shit channel.
Patty bucked violently, almost unable to bear the pleasure coursing
through her bowels. Henry lay motionless on top of her, letting her
itchy anus suck and spasm around his cock meat.

“Fuck it, Henry, fuck it good!”

Henry pulled out slowly, withdrawing until only the tip of his enormous
cock distended her rubbery shit opening. He grunted, then nailed his
big prick all the way in again. Patty shuddered with need,
fingerfucking wildly, thrusting her stretched asshole onto his cock.
Then Henry settled into a hard, bowel- impaling rhythm, relentlessly
stabbing his blood-swollen cock in and out of her ass.

“Ahhh, yesss,” Patty hissed.

She humped rapidly to meet his strokes, her asshole sucking and
throbbing, convulsively spasming around the rooting length of his
prick. The pleasure in her stretched, burning asshole was spreading
through her whole body, making her stiff nipples tingle, making her
pussy ooze hot fuck juice onto her pumping, digging fingers. Patty felt
another cum welling up in her crotch, making her horny asshole suck his
cock that much harder. There was nothing she could do to control the
intensity of her passion. There was nothing she loved more than sucking
the juice out of a big, stiff prick, or feeling one ramming deep inside
her pussy and ass.

“I’m cumming, Henry!” she panted. “Unngggh! Oh, shit, so horny, so
fucking horny! Fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole! I’m
coming now! Unggh, ungggh, cuuummmiiinnnggg!”

Henry fucked her tender little asshole as hard as he could, thinking
only of his own pleasure now, massing the steely stiffness of his cock
as he hammered it into his bowels. Patty came again and again, thinking
of her son, wishing it was her own son’s cock rooting in the depths of
her bowel tract. Then Henry’s cock grew even stiffer up her ravished
shit chute, and Patty knew she was about to feel another milky load of
cock cream spewing into her bowels.

Henry’s prick started cumming. The sticky white stuff sprayed out of
his cock head, geysering into her asshole, basting the rubbery walls of
the shit channel with a soothing tide of cum. Patty gasped as she lay
submissively beneath him, flexing her shit hole, making her asshole
suck all the jizz out of his prick. She knew she didn’t have any
control anymore. She was just too horny. If Henry wanted to, he could
fuck or suck her any time his cock got stiff. So could his mother.

So could her own son.

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Susie awoke with a start, curled up against a large plush blanket. Keeping her eyes closed, she stretched slowly, enjoying the feeling, when the memories of what she had endured came rushing back to her. Still stuck in the half-dream of waking, Susie almost felt like it had been a terrible dream, for clearly she was alone. Yet, the soreness of her ass and vagina told her otherwise, and the sudden lack of memories of how she got home made her sit upright, only to find that she wasn’t home. The blanket fell away, showing her to be sitting on a large mattress, almost like a big dog bed, in a secluded corner of the main vet lab. She felt her hair, hanging loosely behind her head, and it was clean, slick from being washed recently. A peek under the covers told her that she had showered as well, all the dirt and blood and animal semen had disappeared. As she sat pondering what had happened to her, Dr. Stone walked into the room. She was clothed as before, in khaki, with a clipboard going through her morning routine when she caught sight of the risen Susie. “Good morning Susie, how are you doing?”
The politeness, after her ordeal yesterday, was clashing. Susie stammered in reply, “um… where am I? … How did I get here?”
Dr. Stone smiled at her, “after the tigers fucked you, you were in pretty bad shape. And you stunk of tiger sweat and cum, which would stink up the whole lab and prevent some of the prey animals from being comfortable in the lab. I cleaned you up some and let you sleep in my old dog’s bed. Were you comfortable?” Susie could only manage a half smile as this information poured in. Dr. Stone continued, “now, of course, we can’t let you leave the premises. What you’ve seen and experienced would no doubt get us in trouble, and of course you are still too valuable of an asset to let go.”
Susie looked at her, the realization that she was a prisoner jolting her awake. “What do you mean I can’t leave? How can you stop me?”
The vet looked at her and nodded to the covers. Susie threw them back, not really caring that she was naked, to see a black band wrapped around her ankle. “That is a transponder, and an electronic collar. Bahçeşehir Escort We can keep an eye on you at all times, and should you try to pass beyond the borders of the zoo, you will receive a very nasty, debilitating shock.” Dr. Stone held up a remote control-looking device, and turned one of the nobs. A sharp pain ran through her leg, tingling her thigh. Tears welled up in Susie’s eyes, “so I’m your slave now?”
Dr. Stone put down her clipboard and walked towards Susie. “Now, I wouldn’t think of it like that. You have a job here, and will remain here, as our breeding stimulation device, but we’ll take good care of you, should you cooperate.”
She knew she was trapped. She was tagged like a wild animal, stuck in this zoo. Her only hope, she reasoned, was to play along and hope that in time someone could help her out.
Susie nodded, “yes ma’am, I will.”
Dr. Stone looked at her hard, “I have my doubts. But we’ll see about that when you meet your new pet.”
Dr. Stone stood, walking to a cabinet, and from it she removed a large snake. The constrictor writhed in the zoologist’s hands, Susie immediately shuffling against the wall to put as much distance between her and the serpent. “NO fucking way. I’m not letting a fucking snake fuck me. Are you crazy?”
Dr. Stone stood, grabbing Susie’s cheek and jaw with a surprisingly strong hand, holding her gaze as an authority look came into her eye. “Now listen to me. First, you’re going to enjoy this as much as you can possibly imagine, so quit your bitching. Secondly, remember where you are, and how bad it could possibly get. So behave missy, and do as you’re told.” The tone of her voice did not lend itself to argument, and Susie meekly slumped onto the sheets, her eyes still petrified with fear of the monster approaching. Dr. Stone sat on the mattress, next to Susie’s legs, and tugged them apart. Grimacing, Susie obeyed, feeling the snake flick it’s long tongue across her body, smelling her as it got closer.
Susie’s pussy lips were drawn wide apart by the expert fingers of the zoologist, and the tail of the snake was slowly pushed inside her tight vagina. Escort Bayan While the snake was nearly 4′ long, only the first 7″ or so were able to be shoved into her vagina. Susie froze, not wanting to move, just watching Dr. Stone insert this reptile into her pussy. As it slid inside, her dry pussy felt stretched and rubbed raw from the scales, the tail began to twitch. Once it was fully inserted, and no more could possibly fit, Susie groaned with feeling full. The snake was thicker than any cock she had ever experienced, stretching her puss lips to the max, she was afraid they would tear.
The vet sat on the bed, holding the rest of the snake between Susie’s legs. “I wanted to see how you would take it, not bad for a beastial whore like yourself” She stroked the snake’s head, and it began to writhe more and more, twisting in Susie’s pussy. The sensation was strange, but intense. The snake’s scales scratched the inside of her pussy, but she could feel the muscles of the animal writhing inside her, rubbing against her g-spot as the snake tried to escape. Without wanting to, pussy began to glisten with excitement. Dr. Stone saw her involuntary reaction and smiled, “I knew you’d love the snake, look at that wet cunt.”
Dr. Stone held the animal firm, watching the pain turn to pleasure in Susie’s eyes, the snake thrashing now, only held by the head in her hands. Susie’s hips flexed, fucking against the motion of the snake, wanting to push it out and pull it in deeper at the same time. The two of them writhed together, snake and woman entangled in a single erotic dance. Susie felt her pussy contract, and knew she was going to cum soon. The snake kept at it, twisting, rubbing against the walls of her pussy, until Susie could hold back no longer, and with a loud scream she orgasmed again, her slickness making the snake slide out of her pussy, thrashing to the ground. Dr. Stone scooped it up, grabbing the animal and bringing it back to Susie’s side. “You’re pussy must have been really stretched by the tigers, you took that snake really deep into you, but we’re not done.”
Panting from the orgasm, Susie didn’t know what the vet meant istanbul Escort until she felt Dr. Stone’s hands spin her over, landing roughly on her stomach. Her perky little ass was pointed high in the air, and the Doctor straddled her back, holding her down as she pried her ass cheeks apart. Susie felt the doctor open up her tiny pink asshole, and she started to struggle under her. “NOOOOOO, GET OFF OF ME!!!”
The vet let go for a moment, giving Susie a brief moment of hope. But the doctor’s hand closed on the remote control, and with a flick of the main dial send a violent shock coursing through Susie’s body. Her torso convulsed from the pain, the energy running along her muscles. It was paralyzing, more painful than anything. Finally, after what seemed to last forever, the pulsing died down, and as she moaned in pain and confusion the vet once again took her place straddling Susie’s back, pinning. The expert fingers quickly worked her ass, pulling her cheeks apart, but this time she offered no resistance. She felt the large snake tail, now lubed with her own cum, wiggling its way into her ass, and she screamed into the mattress. Dr. Stone only got a few inches inside her ass, but it still felt like it would tear her in two. She bucked, her ass puckering to force out the intruder, but the vet held the snake firm, enjoying watching Susie squirm on the mattress, unable to help herself from being penetrated by the animal. Pulling the snake in and out, she made to fuck Susie’s little hole with the snake, eventually hearing the girl tire and succumb to the fucking, letting out little whimpers as she was pressed down into the mattress. Dr. Stone slowly pulled the monster out of her ass, replacing the snake back into its cabinet, and returned to the mattress to pet Susie’s head.
“You enjoyed yourself, didn’t you slut?”
Susie blushed, realizing this was the first animal to make her cum while fucking her. But the pain in her ass was immense, and she looked up at Dr. Stone’s eyes, “No. It hurt.” But she knew she was lying, and that just made her feel even dirtier, now that she admitted to enjoying the fucking by an animal. What did this mean for her? Was she as depraved as Dr. Stone made her out to be? The doctor looked down at her, smiling.
“Well, my little whore,we have plenty of work for you to do as well, but that can wait until tomorrow.”

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Last weekend my neighbor from across the road had a little party. He sent me a text, asked if Mendy and I would like to stop by. I showed the text to her and she got all excited. “oh hell yea!!” My dick got hard as a rock. I figured she always wanted to fuck him, Bobby was his name. He was a big guy, good looking and funny. She likes big guys, says they fill her up better. Mendy would always dress and undress in front of the window that Bobby could see right in from his house, if he happened to look.

Mendy wanted to clean up before going. She emurged from the bedroom wearing a very short skirt and tube top. I could tell, no bra. Her nipples poked right through. She sat down on my lap, we kissed and my hand found it’s way between her legs. Just as I figured, no panties. Mendy’s pussy was already wet with anticipation. As I played with her pussy I asked “no panties tonight?” Mendy responded with “You don’t mind do you hunny? I want to get fucked real good tonight. I will give you what you want when we get home.” She knew I loved to watch her get fucked, then slip my dick in her while she is still wet and dripping another mans cum from her hole. It is so hot and wet, it takes no time for me to blow.

We walked across the road and joined the party. It was Bobby and about 6 of his friends. Mendy was the only woman there. They looked pretty fucked up, drinking beer, smoking pot, and doing some lines. Mendy wanted to do a line. When she bend down to use the straw, her short skirt went up and a few guys had a perfect shot of her pussy. I could see their eyes bug out and mouths drop open. The guys that saw started whispering to the other guys. When it got to Bobby, he ask if she would like another. She bent down again and 4 guys moved to get a look. One said “damn, look at that!!” I said “she does have a pretty pussy.” Mendy finished her line and stood up real slow. She turned to the guy that said that and lifted her skirt so he could see the front. Thats when about 8 pairs of hands reached for her. They were rubbing her pussy, ass, tits and legs. Their hands were all over her. It only seem to take a second and she was naked in front of all of us. Bobby said “looks like we’re gonna train your old lady.” I said ” I’m pretty sure thats what she came Kağıthane Escort here for.” Mendy looked right at Bobby and said “I want you to fuck me first.” She went right to him, grabbed his pants, and lead him to the couch. She took off his shorts and sat him down. He was only about 1/2 hard, but his was already bigger than mine. Mendy let out a “MMMMMM” and put her lips around his head. His dick grew to well over 10 inches and was real thick. Mendy could only get a little more than the head in her mouth, but she could do great things with that tongue of hers. Someone moved behind her and started licking her ass and pussy. She was really getting into it and sucking Bobby with gusto. Both hands on his shaft and her mouth never left his dick head. I took off my pants and took a seat next to Bobby. I had a perfect view of her pretty face bobbing up and down on this huge dick. I grabbed the back of her head and forced her down on him more than she wanted to take. She came up gasping for air. “you fucker, just for that you will wait till last and have to watch me fuck all these guys.”

With that coment, she sat down on Bobby’s lap, facing him. She grabbed his dick and worked the head around her pussy lips. Then I saw his dick sink slowly into her tight little pussy. when it withdrew, it was shinny with her juice. It withdrew and disappeared into her over and over. Mendy sunk it deep inside and started to grind. She must have found the gspot, because her cum was soaking his balls and pubic hair. Her eyes rolled and she threw her head back. When she was finally done cumming she said “somebody stick a dick in my mouth.” 3 hard ons instantly pointed at her face. She was riding Bobby and sucking as many dicks as she could at once. Bobby said “look out fellas,” picked her up and planted her on the couch. He scooted her ass to the edge, hooked her legs and grabbed her shoulders. Then began to fuck her hard. His balls and her ass were slamming together making a slapping sound. Bobby fucked her hard like that for a good 10 – 15 minutes. Mendy’s juice was running down her asshole and wetting the couch. I reached in and started rubbing her cum into her ass, getting it all slippery. She started moaning and talking dirty. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME!!! Escort Bayan YOUR DICK IS SO BIG!!! OH MY GOD!!” I saw Mendy’s hand reach for Bobby’s balls. She played with them for a minute and I saw them draw up. I knew he was about to cum and I had a close up view. Her fingers were wet from her own juice and she stuck a finger in Bobby’s ass. He burried his dick in and began to pump his cum up her. Somehow it found room to run out of her, it was seeping out around his dick. Then he withdrew and a bunch more came out. He pulled out till his dick was just touching her pussy, then slammed it back in. It made a squishing noise and more cum came out, this time with a big pussy fart. He did it again and again, each time with a pussy fart.

Someone said “come on man, let someone else have a turn. One by one, each guy got between her legs and fucked her for all they was worth. None lasted as long or was as big as Bobby, but she got lots of dick in her. Towards the end, the guys wasn’t lasting very long at all. Some came on her face and in her hair. She had it all over her tits and belly.

Mendy was sucking Bobby again as the last guy finished pumping his load deep in her pussy. Bobby said “since you stuck a finger in my ass, I am going to fuck your ass.” Mendy said “ok, sit on the couch.” Bobby did and Mendy backed her ass up to him, put her feet up on the couch on either side of him and tried to guide his huge dick into her little butthole. It wouldn’t go, so she stuck a couple fingers in her pussy and pulled out some cum. She worked it in her ass, fished out some more and rubbed it on his dick. She tried to stick his dick in her ass again. All of a sudden the head disappeared, Mendy shuttered a little, but continued to sink her ass down on him. She was rubbing her pussy juice on his dick to keep it lubed up. It was working and Mendy was rubbing her clit real fast as he was pounding away at her little butthole. She was facing us and we all had a great view. She screamed “OH MY GOD!!!” and she squirted about 4 feet, then her love juice ran from her pussy and really soaked Bobby. I wanted to join in and said ” Bobby, hold up a second.” He stopped pounding her and I got between her legs too. I said “you dont mind do ya?” and sunk my dick istanbul Escort in her pussy while Bobby’s dick was burried in her ass. Her pussy was on fire and soaked, yet tight because Bobby’s huge dick filling up her asshole. I could feel him withdraw and drive his dick back in her. It was a feeling like I have never had before. I could acually feel this guy fucking my girlfriend. I just left my dick burried in her pussy, hitting her gspot, her pussy quivered and she came again and again. Mendy’s juice found it’s way to Bobby’s pole again and he was really letting her have it. I was pulling her hard into us so his thrust would slam into her. Then he burried it deep in her ass and started to groan. I could feel his dick swell and start to pulse as he shot load after load into her ass. This was all I could take and I blew my spunk up her.

We walked back across the road and home. Mendy went right to bed and lay down. “don’t go to sleep yet” I said. “That was hot and my dick is still hard.” I grabbed her feet and pulled her down a bit. I crawled up her cum soaked body till my dick was pointed at her face, my knees had her arms pinned down. I grabbed 2 handfulls of hair and brought her face toward my dick. Her beautiful mouth opened and she took my dick in. She pressed her tongue to my dick and I began to fuck her face. I let one of her arms up and she grabbed the shaft of my dick hard. I remembered how Bobby made her squirt and my balls began to tingle. I picked up the pace and she matched it, no problem. I called her a dirty little dick sucker and blew my wad in her mouth. When I was done cumming, she tried to pull away. I held my grip tight, said “swallow it bitch, you swallow those other guys cum.” She let it spill out around my dick. I released my grip and she pushed my cum out of her mouth, it ran down her chin all over her tits. I was pretty proud of myself, that was a big load. Then Mendy said “when you grow a 10 inch dick, I’ll swallow your cum too.” She got in the shower and I fell asleep.

I woke up a short time later, Mendy was gone. I knew she was back at the party. I went over and looked in a window. Mendy was bent over at the waist, a guy drilling her from behind while holding her by her arms. Bobby had a hold of her head and fucking her mouth. I pulled my dick out and jacked off while watching. I blew a wad all over the porch, went home and to bed. Mendy finally came home about the time the sun came up, crawled in bed and slept all day.

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