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Brotein! Ch. 01

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Warning: This chapter contains nonconsensual sex and can be offensive or triggering to some. All characters enjoy sex in this universe and like the outcome. This is fantasy and is not meant to depict real life.

Welcome to the Brotein universe!

My new roommate Jake is exactly my type.

As handsome as they come, with a perfect ass. There is just one problem. He’s straight.

Since he moved in with me, I’ve constantly been looking for opportunities to check out his rump sneakily.

Luckily for me, he likes to sleep on his stomach. He is always hot at night and only sleeps in his tight briefs. Many nights, I jerked my meat across the room to him while he was asleep.

I sometimes get so horny while doing that that it’s hard for me to contain myself and not just walk up to him, yank his briefs down, and expose his bare ass while he sleeps. Instead, I imagine myself doing so and burring myself between his cheeks. Jake is not only walking ass, though. We’ve actually become decent friends.

We went out with some friends one night and got drunk. He lost a bet and had to give me a lap dance. Fuck, that was so hot! I had to hide my boner while everyone was watching us. I get wet instantly when I remember that night. Him lowering himself into my lap and onto my crotch. If I could, I would fuck him right then and there in front of everyone.

Jake got pretty drunk that night. I had to carry him home. Poor guy puked on me, but I cleaned it up. No biggie. I was glad when I noticed that he didn’t remember anything from last night, which spared him some embarrassment.

To be honest, Jake is a total idiot. You can literally tell him anything, and he will believe it. I’d like to know if he can even scale on an IQ test or if he would just be written off as mentally impaired. Surprisingly though, and compared to many other straight guys, Jake is open-minded and overall a good dude. He is just a chill guy.

Both Jake and I are consistent workout buddies besides being friends. My favorite activity at the gym is spotting him while he does his squats. His ass looks extra thick from that angle.

“Man…I hate doing leg day!”

Jake just finished his squats.

“I wish I could skip it or do the least amount possible. Pfuh! Why do we always go so hard on everything when doing bodybuilding? “

He wiped some sweat off his forehead.

“You know there are no shortcuts Jake!”

“Yeah, Yeah… Sometimes I wish there were. Besides steroids, I mean. Fuck, Bro, that shit is so dangerous. And besides, no one wants a micro penis.”

Jake let out a slight sigh.

I don’t know what came over me! It was like a rush through my veins, and I could feel it all throughout my body. The room started spinning and time froze. I had to close my eyes, and an image appeared in my mind. I thought that god was appearing in front of me. Was I dying? But the man I was seeing wasn’t god. Heck, I wouldn’t even call him a man. He looked more like a hulking giant! Fuck he was looking at me!

“Congratulations, boy! The demons of desire have chosen you to be their vessel!

We know what you want and grant you the ability to fulfill every last one of your desires. All you need to do is use your new capability to the fullest! That will give us power! HAHAHA!

Now boy, no need to explain your gift to you. Once you return to the mortal realm, you will unconsciously know what we have gifted you with. All will be revealed. For now, forget this little interaction and wake up!”

Wink.

“Woah! Alex? ALEX!”

“Fuck did I pass out?”

Jake was holding me. My whole weight was pressed against his body.

“Yeah, dude! Oh my god! You just scared the shit out of me. I thought you were passing out. You started collapsing, so I caught you, but the second I did, you woke up! Shit, man.”

“Woah, sorry dude. I’m fine, don’t worry. Let’s finish this workout!”

“You sure bro?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m fine.”

“Okay bro.”

I did feel fine. If Jake hadn’t told me what happened, I would have had no clue I had just passed out. But something inside me did feel weirdly different. I felt a tingling of heat inside my gut. It didn’t hurt or anything, and it felt… empowering?

I couldn’t get my eyes off Jake’s ass during the rest of the workout. Again.

As we finished, a fucked up and risky idea popped into my head. It came out of nowhere and felt like the best idea in the world.

“Hey, bro! You were talking about shortcuts earlier, right?”

“Yeah, man! God, I wish there were some. For real!”

“Well, it’s your lucky day!”

“Huh?”

“There actually is one! I might know of something dude!”

“Wait for real? Like a shortcut for quicker gains?”

“Ahuh!”

“Tell me!”

His eyes lit up.

Oh fuck, I was really about to say this!

“So I heard about this thing… it’s a new discovery, so not many people know about this!”

“Yoo, just tell me what it is man!”

“Not here. Let’s go to the locker rooms.”

Jake was visibly confused but followed me to one of the changing stalls like a puppy. We were still sweating Bolu Escort from our workout, and the air in the enclosed space of the stall immediately got hot.

“Okay, listen to this bro! So we know that our muscles need protein to grow, right? So there is this purest form of protein that is suitable for growth and useful for men.”

I grabbed Jake by his shoulder. There was pure anticipation in his eyes.

“So basically. You inject this protein, and you see gains like never before!”

Jake whistled, and a vicious smile appeared on his face.

“You haven’t heard the best part yet!”

I gave Jake a little smirk.

“It’s all-natural, safe, and completely free!”

“DUDE! You already sold me! Let’s go. I don’t even need to hear more about it.”

We both smiled.

“I’m glad that you are bro. I wanted to try it and see if it worked. So this method will give you the best gains on your glutes and legs. That’s great for you, right? You hate training those muscles the most.”

“Yes dude! I hate training them. But whoah! Was this protein like made me for or something? Haha! So how do I do this, and what do I need?”

“We! What do we need, and how do we do this! The process can only be done between two guys.”

“Oh? Oh, okay. So like, we are two. There is you and me. Hehe. Perfect! We can do it bro!”

“Yes we can! Give me five!”

Our hands clapped together surprisingly loudly.

“Okay, now just do what I say!”

“Okay bro.”

Jake did a salute.

“I will do as you say! You are the commander now!”

We both laughed. My smile disappeared quickly as I realized what I was about to do. The air in the room was even hotter now. It was almost thick.

“Turn around!”

“Sir, yes, Sir!”

As Jake turned around, his hips and colossal ass bumped against my crotch. I could feel my dick twitch in reaction to the contact.

“Sorry bout that dude. It’s so tight in here. There isn’t much space.”

“Yeah, I know bud. I’m almost pressed up against you. But this is good for what we need to do.”

“Oh?”

“You will see.”

With Jake’s back turned towards me, my gaze immediately darted to his glutes. His tight nylon shorts were hugging them perfectly.

Oh my god!

Am I finally about to do this?

I have been resisting for way too long. There is just so much a guy like me can take.

Jake turned his head around. He looked skeptically into my eyes, followed their trail, and looked back at his huge ass.

“Dude! Are you staring at my butt?”

Shit!

He started laughing.

“Well… I’m sorry, it’s just…You do have an objectively nice ass bro.”

He laughed even harder now.

“Hah! You know the guys from my team always like to joke and say I have a girls’ ass!”

Jake proudly arched his back, exposing his butt more.

“Well, I do have to agree with them. It kind of looks like a girl’s ass, yeah!”

My breathing stopped for a second.

I just grabbed Jake’s ass cheeks and squeezed them. They felt perfect! Hard and yet so firm. His ass was made to be fucked!

I took a long breath as my hands reluctantly left his muscles alone.

“Hola! Someone’s a bit touchy back there!”

“Sorry dude, haha! I just had to check if it feels like a girl’s ass, too haha!”

“Haha, so does it feel like a real girl’s ass?”

“Ehe, yeah, it does.”

“Awesome! Haha! I will bet my girlfriend later that my ass is better than hers.”

Oh, I bet on that, too, Jake. I bet on that too.

I could feel the blood starting to rush toward my dick.

My crotch was just inches away from the grand prize at this point.

Jake laughed, but I didn’t feel like it. I was getting horny.

“Speaking of Ass Jake…”

His laughing stopped.

“You need to drop your pants if you want to do this!”

“Oh? I’d you say so. No problemo bro!”

I watched him grab the fabric around his ass and slowly start exposing his bare bum.

That bastard was not even wearing any underwear!

Adrenaline filled my veins, and everything seemed to be happening in slow motion for a second. The view I’d wanted to see for so long was finally in front of me. I couldn’t believe it. Jake’s exposed ass!

My straight roommate bare ass right in front of me!

Accomplishment filled my soul.

Jake’s butt cheeks were sweat-covered, making his ass glisten beautifully.

He has the most fuckable ass I have ever seen on a man or woman. At this point, the surrounding air was musty and stuffy.

Fuck! When did my dick get so hard?

It was about to burst out of my pants!

“Someone’s going commando today I see?”

I tried to stay playful and calm.

“Sir, Yes, sir!”

“Okay, but for real man…”

Jake said with his head turned towards the wall.

“Why am I butt-ass naked right now?”

He bounced on his feet while saying that, making his ass and thick thighs jiggle.

Fuck!

That almost made me drop to my knees and stick my head between his sweaty cheeks without warning. It was about time to show him what effect he had on me anyways.

“Well, Bolu Escort Bayan I’m sorry to say, but you must be for the protein intake.”

“Oh, okay. Why sorry bro? No worries man! I hope you are not disgusted by the view. Sorry bout that dude.”

Wow, he has no idea, does he? After all this time and hundreds of times, I looked at his butt. He didn’t notice how badly I wanted to fuck him. How horny he made me.

Even now!

If he looked more closely, he would see the fucking tent in my pants!

“Hey Jake! We live together, remember? You are my bro. I’m not disgusted by you. Come on now!”

I had to come up with something generic quickly. Otherwise, I would have said: Man, you are making me so hard right now I’m about to stick my dick in you!

It was time to get this done!

“Okay, let’s give you the protein and get this over with, shall we!? Follow what I will say now closely, got it?”

“Ai Captain!”

Sweat was falling down my forehead like crazy at this point. I was sweating all over at this point.

My clothes which were already wet from the workout were becoming even wetter.

“Okay, close your eyes, dude… Relax.”

I watched Jake’s back muscles relax as I fumbled with my pants. They finally dropped to my knees, and my eager dick popped out. I grabbed it immediately and stroked it a few times. I could feel my legs shaking. Fuck, this is going to be good.

“Okay, now, deep breaths! Breathe in and breathe out…”

Jake did as I instructed.

I almost let out a moan from stroking my dick behind his back. I could only imagine how tight his hole would feel around my dick.

“You are going to feel some pressure! So stay calm and take a deep breath when I say so… okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Keeping those eyes closed and muscles relaxed Jake?”

“Mhm”

He nodded.

Damn! I was really about to do this!

I pulled closer behind Jake and aimed my hard dick toward its prize.

“Okay, take a deep breath now bro!”

Jake’s back arched slightly, and his butt touched my raw meat. Holy fuck, his ass looked even better and bigger now.

I pressed myself against it. The head of my dick disappeared between Jake’s inviting cheeks.

“Relax!”

I poked my meat at his sweaty asshole. Fuck he was so wet! It must be all the sweat from working out.

And that’s when I jammed my entire dick in with force. I let out a moan which echoed like a growl.

“AH!!! What the… Woah! What-Ahhhh What is that?”

“Hold it! GAH! Hold it bro!”

my crotch slapped against Jake’s ass as I buried myself deep inside him.

“Ahhh! AU! Fuck dude!”

He screamed, so I covered his mouth with my hand. The whole gym would hear us otherwise.

“Shhh dude!”

I started moving inside him.

“It’s all good! It’s part of the procedure. You can take it.”

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

Jake’s ass felt better than I could have imagined. Never have I fucked someone this thick and tight.

“Relax bro! Uhm! This will make you big!”

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

Jake was moaning and whimpering into my hand, so I let go of his mouth.

“FUCK DUDE! AH! ThatAH, shhhiiITT caught me off guard. AH! bro?”

I continued fucking Jake recklessly. All those years of pent-up frustration. It was so intense.

“You can do it Jake! Come on!”

THRUST!

“Come on!”

“Ahhhh! Yes, YES! Uhhhhh! I can do it! I can do it!”

Jake tried to hold on to something while I was fucking him into the wall, but there was nothing he could grab onto.

I slowed down the pace of my fucking. I rammed into him so quickly that I didn’t even get to feel his insides with my dick properly.

I took a deep breath once I slowed down and twisted my dick around his virgin ass walls.

“Wait! bro? Is that? Is that your dick in me!? Are you fucking me? What the fuck Alex!”

“Yeah it’s my dick. Sorry bout that, but it’s the only way.”

His insides were so warm. I wanted to continue my fucking, but I had to give him a break for now and explain myself.

“The only way?”

“Yeah, so when I told you about that special protein. Well, it comes from my dick…”

“Oh? So like your cum?”

“Yes, exactly! Well, I need to deposit it for you. So basically, I need to stick my dick in you raw. Otherwise, it won’t work.”

“Oooo! Now I understand why you said two dudes must do it together!”

Can we get this over with?

I just wanted to continue my fucking.

“Wait! So you need to like cum in me, right?”

“Y-yeah Bro.”

“Okay… Hm. But why did you ram me so hard just now? That shit hurt a little man! Couldn’t you just, like, put the tip in?”

“Oh, about that, yeah, sorry. But it has to be done that way. There is a special spot in your butt, and I have to find it. It can be real deep sometimes, so I need to go all the way. Besides, I still need to cum, right?”

“Oh, okay. Yeah, I think I get it now dude…

Sorry that you have to stick your dick in me for this. Must be disgusting.”

I wanted to tell him that I loved it and Escort Bolu waited for this for months, but I didn’t.

“So? Do you still want to do it? I’m telling you, the gains will be insane!”

“Hmm… Fuck it dude! We have already got this far. I can take it! I’m a real man, after all!”

“Fuck yeah dude! A real man and a big one as that! Haha!”

I caressed Jake’s back and squeezed some of his muscles. He was a big fucker.

I couldn’t believe my dick was still inside him. Man, I wish I was as big as Jake.

“Okay bro! Give me that protein!”

Without waiting any longer, I started to move my dick in and outside Jake’s straight ass.

This shit felt too good!

“There we go bro! Relax those muscles. It’s really tight in there.”

“AH! O-Okay dude.”

I felt Jake’s inside twitch and his muscles relaxed around my dick.

Time to go to town on this dude!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Jake started whimpering and grumping.

“Shh dude! Someone is going to hear us.”

Jake turned his head and just looked at me without saying a word. His gaze was more focused now. He looked back at his ass before returning his gaze to me. My god, this situation was so surreal.

I grabbed his full butt cheeks with both my hands. They were all sticky. I wasn’t the only want sweating like hell at this moment. The stall had small openings, and the air inside wasn’t distinguishable from a sauna. My insides were burning up from all the heat.

Jake continued to look me in the eyes and on his butt as I fucked him. I was jamming into him full force. His head was bopping back and forth alongside his body.

“Have you… Have you found the spot yet? Agh!”

“Oh yeah the spot! Yes, Yes! I’m looking for it! I’m about to find it.”

“Good, mmhmm, Good…”

“It’s just a bit narrow in there, you know? Hard to find. I’m going to. I’m going to go all the way inside.”

I let my hands fall from his ass and pressed them against the wall next to Jake’s face. My whole body was pressed against his. He was squeezed between me and the wall now and couldn’t move.

“UGH! That’s deep bro!”

“Yeah, I found the spot now. It’s deep inside you.”

“Good! Can you put that protein in there, please?”

“Yes, just…”

Thrust!

“Gotta!”

Thrust!

“Ahhhhh!”

“Fuck you a bit down there!”

Thrust!

“DUDE!”

“So I can cum! GAAAAAAH!”

Spurt!

And there it was! I started cumming like crazy. My whole body was trembling, and I screamed. I put my nose against Jake’s neck and bit his compression shirt. The orgasm was beyond intense it felt like my heart had stopped.

“FUUUUUUUCCK!”

Spurt!

“Shit, dude, are you cuming?”

Spurt!

“AHHHHYES!”

Spurt!

“Pfuh! Your ass felt nice man!”

“Haha! Not to sound gay, dude, but… Your dick felt kinda nice too. Never felt something like that. Look! I even got hard. HAHA!”

I was still experiencing an orgasm, but there was no cum left in my dick.

“There you go. I put all my protein in you!”

“Fuck, thanks dude!”

“Gonna pull out now!”

I let my dick flop out of his hole carefully. The sensation sent shivers through my body. As soon as my head slid out, Jake’s hole opened, and cum started dripping out.

“NO Dude! Close your hole! Squeeze! Squeeze tightly.”

“Woah, okay!”

He tensed up, and I watched his hole squeeze shut. His asshole was covered in my cum now.

“You have to keep it inside! We don’t want to waste that protein after all this work.”

“Oh, you are right dude! Sorry bout that.”

“You can put your pants back on now.”

“Oh, right!”

Jake put his shorts back on and turned around to look at me. His face was all red.

“Holy shit Alex! That was insane! My butt feels so weird now. HaHa!”

“Yeah it really was bro. But you know what will be even more insane? Once you wake up tomorrow, your muscles should grow by even a few inches! You will see significant changes, especially on your legs and ass, cause they are closer to the source of protein.”

“WOAH Dude! For real? I can’t wait! HuaHA!”

A bright smile appeared on Jake’s face.

I don’t know why I was so confident about all the stuff that I told Jake. I believed it myself, but why?

Suddenly a loud knocking sound scared both Jake and me!

“Hey, what the hell is going on in there!?”

The next day.

I woke up to Jake violently shaking me awake.

“Bro! Bro! Alex! Wake up!”

I rubbed my eyes to focus on what I was seeing.

“Look at this!”

Jake was standing in front of me with only his underwear on.

He was flexing and presenting his muscles. He was already a big guy, but now he was even bigger. And wow, those legs! They were massive!

“It worked HAHA! Look at me! IT WORKED!”

I couldn’t believe it. My cum has actually made him bigger. All the nonsense I was spouting was true? No way! This had to be like a placebo effect or something.

“Bro, I love you! I love you, man, haha! I could kiss you right now!”

“Damn Jake! I am so happy for you. That’s awesome. Fuck yeah dude!”

“Fuck yeah!”

Jake continued to flex his muscles. He gave his biceps a few kisses.

Then he smacked his legs.

“WOAH! And look at those legs dude! Haha! They are so thick. You better call me hulk boy from now on! GRUUAAAHHH!”

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The Power of a Stamp

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Amateur

It wasn’t uncommon for me to be out on a Friday night. I enjoyed a beer, dance and handful of ass as much as any other guy. I am short, 5’3″ with a small, not beefy but muscular build. I frequent the gym and try to keep a regular diet. I have short, wavy blonde hair with hazel blue eyes. That night I was wearing a tight blue button up shirt and skinny jeans.

What was uncommon for me was being out in the middle of Miami, talking to a beautiful woman.

“Oh Jay can we go somewhere else? This place is getting boring”

“Yeah sure let me just pay the tab and we can go.”

I walked back over to the bar to pay the bartender. As I waited I looked back at Myra and saw her talking to a well dressed, dark skinned man. I could see him hand her a card and point toward me. She smiled and shook her head up and down as if in agreement and understanding. The bartender came back right then and it took my attention away from them.

As I walked back to Myra I asked “What was that all about?”

“Oh he was just telling me about this new club that opened up and he said I should grab my guy and come in”

“Your guy? We just met a few hours ago” I said jokingly.

Myra laughed and grabbed my arm to pull me along. “Come on its right around the corner. I’m sure it will be fun, if it isn’t we can leave.”

“Ok I guess” I flirted. I would go anywhere this woman wanted me to go. She was wearing a skin tight, super short blue dress. I don’t know how many times she gave me an eyeful. She has perfect breasts and such a nice, tight looking ass. I just had to play it cool and I would be sliding into that before the night was over. “What’s this place called, anyway?”

“Spades!”

That’s a weird name for a bar. I shrugged and smiled and went right with her.

We arrived at the bar and there was a line of all black men in very expensive looking suits. “Jamal said if we show them this card at the door they will let us pass the line.”

Judging by the size of the line, there was no way the people waiting would be happy about this at all. We had to walk down the entire line. As we passed the men, some whistled under their breath, some were more forward.

“Hey lil’ white girl.”

“Need me some Bolu Escort of that lil ass”

“I bet she’s a dirty little white girl”

It was weird that they were calling Myra white because she was definitely Latino. Maybe it the dark they couldn’t tell. We approached the front of the line and amidst the car calls I asked Myra “Are you sure you want to go here, it seems like a rough crowd. Those men were not very nice”

“I’m sure we will be fine. Plus Jamal gave me a card for a $100 tab. We might as well use that.”

Myra asked me to stay back for a second while she dealt with the bouncers. She handed him the referral card and chatted for a moment before ushering me over. He asked for ID and they both obliged. He took our phone numbers which I though was odd but who knows. I was able to store Myras number as she read it off, under the guise of looking up my number. A hand stamp, which oddly stung for a moment, later and we were inside. It was a club atmosphere, very Smokey from fog machines.

The place was crowded. Almost a sardine can. From what I could see, a lot of men were sitting at tables with women dancing for them. Myra ran off to the bar and got the drinks and as she wriggled through to the bar, I tried my best to follow her. I stepped through the group sometimes touching people to move around them. From out of no where someone put their hand my my ass and squeezed. I turned quickly but couldn’t make out what had happened. I saw a white girl giggling with a black man. I was about to turn around to continue toward the bar when I felt another squeeze. As I turned around, Myra was standing there holding two girlie looking drinks, one in each hand.

I was pretty thirsty so I gulped mine right down. I joined Myra at the bar for the next round and we bought two each, which killed the card.

By the end of the third one, I was feeling good. The music was flowing. I was dancing with Myra and we were having a good time. It was hard to say I was dancing with Myra though, we were in a group and my eyes were closed so really I had no idea who I was grinding on most of the time.

When I opened my eyes Myra and I were both out of breath and moved off to the side. As we stood there Bolu Escort Bayan a moment, a bartender walked up to us with two drinks.

“Hey girl. We made you another of your drink. And we made your guy something as well. We call it the Spade Special.”

We thanked her and eagerly drank. That is when things got a little crazy for me. Myra coerced me back out to the dance floor as I was feeling great everything felt great. I wasn’t out of control, I just was feeling amazing. Myra was grinding on but I felt her pull away. I was too into the zone to even care. Next thing I knew she came up from behind me and placed their hands in the front of my pelvic region, not quite touching my penis. I felt her pull me in close and start working her crotch against my ass.

I was feeling something good. Life never felt this good before. The hands pulled me tighter. She bent over my neck and started kissing me, then licking me, then nuzzling my neck. One thing was for certain, Myra was a lot stronger than she looked. She held me firm as the song got a little more intense and the grinding a bit harder. She must have slid her purse between us, didn’t want me to feel her getting wet I suppose.

I felt her purse grinding hard against my ass. She was really trying to work it in there. It felt amazing. How did she ever think of that? She used her foot to widen my stance a bit and bent me over some. I just kept grinding to the music. Everything just felt so good. I felt her hands stabilize me so I could bend over further. She was grinding really hard now. Somehow she got the purse to slide between my ass cheeks and rub my ass through my jeans. I’m not gay, but for some reason that just felt like the best thing ever. My brain was a bit foggy, but I realized I was hard as a rock with my 3″ dick. I was praying that she didn’t reach around to it. If women see my dick before we get to the bed my chances of scoring go down to near zero. And Myra was so hot. I pulled back up, eyes still closed. One of her hands pulled from my hip and slid up my body. She reached my chin and lightly turned my head. Her hand was stronger, more calluses than I thought she would have.

Her lips and my lips met for the first time. Escort Bolu She still had her purse jammed in my ass crack. We made out for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes. These club songs seemed to last forever. She was a lot more aggressive than I though she would be. Kept me pressed against her body, making out very hard. The music faded out. She slowly released me and her purse pulled away at the same time. I was in the most pleasure I had ever experienced. The kissing, the ass grinding, everything was just wonderful. Myra was going to be a nice fuck tonight.

Right before the purse pulled away, I opened my eyes. Her hands still gripped me a bit and it felt so nice but the feeling of pulling away left me with a sense of loss. The lights at the club had come on, Myra was standing in front of me… gripping me from behind?

I stared at Myra, who looked shocked. The hand on my hip turned me around and before I could do anything, pulled me close and started kissing me, full tongue. The purse snugly between us. I felt it pulse and my ass was squeezed and a tongue proved my mouth. Adrenaline shot in and I was able to pull away. He had his hands securely gripping my ass. I pushed away. For the last probably 45 minutes, I was grinding my ass into the erect penis of a very large black man. We were making out and he sucked on my neck very hard for quite. A while. My ass twitched at remembering the grind. He let me go. I was horrified at what was happening. Myra wouldn’t talk to me. She stormed off. I was in the middle of the club by myself.

“Little white boy sure loved that song”

“Look at that white boy, he was in heaven”

“His little white clitty is still rock hard poking his jeans, look at that wetness”

I was mortified. Surrounded by black men, degrading me and wanting to do crazy things with me. I looked down, the front of my pants was drenched. I looked for the exit and started toward it. I was overwhelmed. I couldn’t breathe. I made my way for the door and everything was getting foggy. I tripped and fell into the arms of a very large black man. He grabbed me so that I didn’t fall and then picked me up with both hands planted on my ass. One planted with a very firm grip, and one slowly massaging my ass cheek, moving slowly toward my asshole. My brain was swimming. What the fuck happened? What is happening? What is going to happen? My arms went around his neck and I blacked out, a very strong hand rubbing my asshole.

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From Rommates to What… Ch. 02

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Bdsm

Sean

When my eyes opened the room was totally dark. I tried to search for my phone with my right hand on the bed and I wasn’t able to. Then with left hand I tried to search on the table and at last I got it in my hand. When I looked at it, its 9:30pm. I got out of my bed and opened the door. I went to kitchen to drink water as my throat was really dry. And I found Drew taking out alcohol bottle from fridge. He was wearing white vest and black briefs hugging his big butt giving a total V form down there.

Drew likes to wear less cloths with passing time of the day or if its holiday and he’s not expecting anyone’s visit. The day starts with him as I see him either in vest and underwear or only in underwear when he comes out of room to do his morning routine. After that if it’s his turn to cook breakfast, then he goes directly to kitchen to cook, and then he heads for shower after finishing. Then I see him in his work attire that’s usually a shirt and pant. A bag to carry his laptop on his back, a black helmet with blue stripes in his right forearm and his bike’s key in his right hand.

I usually come back early as I get out of college before his office and I see him to go in his room, get in either his gym attire or something free so that he can go to gym. After coming back, he showers and then wear either a loose t-shirt or shirt with shorts. And then with passing time, the short will be gone, then the t-shirt. And it’s the same cycle again.

“Hey you are up!” He said beamingly.

“Yeah”

“Care for joining me to drink? And if you want to share what happened, I’m all ears.”

We were in the hall; I think we both already went for than half of the bottle. I’m a little tipsy, not so much but at least now I can say what happened to him without overthinking.

“We broke up just next day” I started.

“Because?”

“I got hurt…”

I waited for him to say something. But it seems like he wants me to Burdur Escort continue so I did.

“I got hurt. I don’t know… my pride got hurt…. I just couldn’t bare that. I felt like I’m nothing. And I was embarrassed myself and in front of her. So, I broke up with her.”

“If you keep saying the same thing once with less words and then with more, you are still not conveying the real reason” he said this time.

“Well, on the day you went to your friend. She came here, with her friend. A guy. For threesome. His name is Kevin”

“Threesome?” he put his glass down on the table. “Well, I always thought it’s a good thing, but since you are here sad and pouting, something did went wrong so continue…”

“She was insisting for a threesome for quite a while. I wasn’t ready earlier but then after her constant attempt to make me agree, I was like OK let’s try.”

He took the glass again from the table and this time I put mine on the table.

“So of course, we started with a little foreplay and that time itself I felt like being left out a little, like they helped each other to get naked, and I had to get naked on my own. But I threw that feeling away.”

Then I kept on going…

“Then she said that she wants to suck both of us. We both laid on the bed and she crawled in between. She then started to slowly jerk us and I start to notice that his dick is kinda bigger than mine. Now I got a little uncomfortable again. But then that too I shrugged off as yeah, every guy’s penis is of different size and shape and his is bigger than mine.”

“I really thought that she would suck me off 1st but she went for Kevin. And she was like gagging on his dick. At one point she removed her hand that was on my dick to fully focus on him and here I’m waiting. I know it wasn’t long time but it felt like one and when she came for me, I was already soft again.”

His and mine glasses were empty now and so was Burdur Escort Bayan the bottle.

“Do we have more alcohol?” I said in a little raised voice but you can totally hear a subtle cry from my voice.

“No, we are out of it, but we still have beer. Will that work.” He said in worried and caring voice.

“Yeah, I need something to go down my throat to continue.”

He got up and fetched two bottles quickly and handed me one and I continued,

“She started jerking me, and got down once I was a little hard, all the while when Kevin’s hand was strangled in her hair. He was like in a guiding position. My hands were just there as it is and I didn’t know how to react.”

“Then it came down for fucking, and I was getting up to take condom from the shelve and Kevin was searching his pants for his own when he asked, “Who’s going first?” I was about to tell “Me” but she said “I want you to fuck me 1st.” She turned to me and said “I’m not done sucking you baby.” To which I smiled, and I felt a little assured.”

“So, I got out of the bed and stood at the edge, she lowered herself so that she can take my dick and Kevin positioned himself to fuck her. Once he started going in her, she was screaming and moaning. I was aroused to see her like that but then with passing time, I wasn’t getting sucked, she was only holding my dick with her left hand. She and him were having time of their life. I even let them have a moment where I got back on the wall jerking myself watching them. Then he flipped her, putting her legs on his shoulder and going full on her. I went to her mouth, hovering my hard dick, and other than holding it, she did nothing. I felt like a spectator when I didn’t even sign up for it. And that’s where I crossed the line.”

I was already halfway through my bottle and I don’t think Drew didn’t even touched his. He was listening to me intensively so I continued.

“I said in angry voice, Escort Burdur “Baby you are not even sucking me. I’m here too, what the FUCK!!!!””

“”I wasn’t supposed to feel left out but I’m being left out.” Kevin stopped his action and was watching me. Then he looked at her then at me again. He then said, “Are we continuing or not?” “No, you asshole, get the hell out of here.””

“He was angry as fuck, but he got out of Rita, threw the condom in the dustbin and started dressing up. I looked at Rita, covering her face with her hands. “What are you doing, laying around? Get dressed and leave… “I shouted at her. She removed her hands from her face and started to dress up as well, by the time she was dressed, Kevin already left the house as he slammed the door hard, I heard the echo in my room. She was angry but without saying anything else, she left too.”

I was done with my beer; he still didn’t touch his so I took the bottle in my hand and started drinking from it. This time he said,

“Well, that kinda sucked buddy. Was this your 1st threesome experience?”

I nodded.

“So…” I cut him mid-sentence.

“I felt unmanly Drew at that point. Really. Like fuck I’m not a real man. I’m not a real man!!” I took a huge chug.

“So, what’s your definition of a real man? Fucking a girl? Making her scream and moan hard?”

I was looking down at the beer bottle I had in my hand.

“Yeah… At that point I didn’t feel like a real man.” I took another chug, the bottle half way empty already.

“So according to you I’m not a real man, as I don’t fuck girls?”

“Yes!” And then I realized what I just said. I was about to take it back when he abruptly stood up and said to me in a little angry voice.

“I’m a real man too Sean. Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I’m not a man.” He started to go to his room.

“No… Actually…” now my head was spinning a little and when I was just about to utter next word, this time he cut me off and said,

“When you want to experience how a real man fuck, you know where my door is.” And with that he shuts the door of his room.

I put my hand on my head, closing my eyes. I didn’t expect this conversation to go this way.

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I sat in my car, my whole body shaking. I grabbed the steering wheel to stop my hands from trembling. I could hear my heart thumping in my chest, hard and fast. How could I have done what I had just did? Was I that desperate? That hungry for dick? Me? The successful single 52 year-old man?

I never married but I stayed in the closet maintaining a discrete gay life, mostly on the down low. I never took chances with other men or sustained a long relationship with any. I needed to protect my reputation and my position. But now? I did that? Here?

I ran the events in my mind, and my body kept shaking as I brought back what I would have thought impossible to have happened. I had woken up with a morning bone, as usual. I had showered and jacked off, sad at the thought that I hadn’t had sex since the pandemic started some ten or eleven months ago. I knew that it wasn’t wise to have sex with someone and run the risk of catching the virus. This was an important part of my life: being careful and not taking risks.

I had lingered over breakfast and coffee, enjoying my Saturday morning. Needing to get some bread, I donned sweatpants and a loose sweatshirt, put on my facemask, and drove the couple of blocks to the local bakery, one of the few places that were open under the lockdown.

Picking up a loaf of bread and a bag of biscuits, I had stood in line to pay. There was a woman ahead of me with piles of all kinds of bread and stuff, but I waited patiently keeping a safe distance. The bakery door opened and in walked this very tall, very slender, very young-looking guy, wearing a hood and low-hanging jeans. I automatically glanced down at the crotch, a habit of mine to check crotches, and my eyes had frozen.

Outlined in the tight jeans was what seemed like a large banana stretching the denim fabric sideways. I couldn’t remove my eyes as the young guy walked in and towards me. When I looked up, I saw his eyes staring at me. I thought I had noticed a smirk under his facemask and his dark brown eyes glinted with a kind of mischievous look, apparently noticing the way I had stared at his crotch.

Then he had winked at me and crossed over into the store. My heart had skipped a beat at the wink. Had it really been a wink? Or had I imagined it to be so? Had my sex-starved mind been playing tricks on me?

As the woman started to count out cash for her purchases, I had felt a breath at the side of my neck, and before I could turn around, I heard a gruff whisper in my ear: “I will let you play with it for a 20, old man.”

Had I heard right? Let me play with it? It? His “banana”? The cheek of this guy. And how had he known? So ok, I had stared a bit too long at his crotch. I mean he was packing. Big!

Starting to feel my body shake, I had turned around. The guy had stepped back, still facing me, and gave me another wink. Then, he had turned and sauntered towards the back of the bakery to where the toilets were. My mind was screaming at me to hold back, but my feet, as if moving on their own, Tokat Escort had headed behind the kid into the toilet, driven by some unseen magnetic force that I couldn’t resist. The door locked. The kid had leaned his tall lanky body against the sink, thrusting his pelvis forward, his outlined dick bulging.

“Go ahead, old man. Take it out and play with it.”

No hesitation. I had immediately undone the couple of buttons and fished out the monster cock after I handed out a 20 and placed it on the sink shelf. I had watched in a daze as the young cock hardened inside my fist, throbbed, thickened. My estimation? The fucking cock must have been longer than 9 inched. Maybe 10 or 11. And thick. And veined. Cut with bulbous knob, more pinkish than the rest of the rod.

“Another 20 and you can suck it,” the kid whispered cheekily.

Another 20 had joined the first. Pulling away my facemask. Dropping onto my knees. Stretching my jaws. Taking the cock knob in. From far away, I had heard my muffled moans as I swallowed.

Had it been a minute or ten or twenty? With no warning, the guy pulled out and stuffed his hard dick back into his jeans. I looked up to see if I had bit into his dick as I was sucking on it. There decidedly was a smirk on his face, now that his mask was off, revealing a light beard, full masculine jaw and lips, flared nostrils.

“The extra 20 doesn’t include my sperm, old man.”

By then, I was totally lost. No reason. No caution. No discretion. I needed that huge boy cock so bad. I fished out a 50. The cock popped back out. The guy held my head and thrust. He fucked my face hard. He exploded down my gagging throat. There was no warning except the thickening of the shaft and the sudden hit of squirts at the back of my mouth and down my throat. It had been such a long time since I took cock that the ejaculation had hit me by surprise, making me swallow the cum as it shot over and over inside my hungry mouth.

“Hot fucking old cocksucker, dude,” the guy had snickered as he sauntered out of the toilet, leaving me totally dazed, sore jaws and salt-and-pepper trimmed beard covered with semen, on my knees, smacking my lips.

I had rushed out of the bakery without picking up the bread and biscuits.

In the car, I was still shaking. I swallowed, the boy cum taste still strong in my mouth. My eyes squeezed shut as the scene played over and over in my head. My own cock was rock hard inside my sweats, throbbing, aching for release.

It could have been five minutes when I was startled by a light knock on my window. There was the guy, his brown eyes staring at me.

Pushing down on the button to open the window, I gazed back. The boy was beautiful.

“That was a good head, old man,” he said.

I nodded, speechless.

“You can have more than that if you’re willing to fork out more bread.”

“You a male whore?” I croaked.

He stared hard at me, and then smiled: “As much a male whore as you are a fucking old faggot cock sucking Tokat Escort Bayan bitch.”

“Get in the car, bitch,” I retorted with a smile. No hesitation. No discretion. Totally taken over.

I drove back to my place, my mind in a whirlwind. Why was I taking such a risk? So the kid had an amazing dick. So I was starved for dick. So my own dick throbbed painfully. I glanced at him and shivered: he looked so handsome and young. “Sam,” I croaked.

“Hey, Sam,” the kid laughed. “Call me Adam.”

He reached and pinched my cheek. What the fuck? As if I were his fucking girl. But I loved it. There had to be a 30-year difference between us. I was the older one, the wiser one, the more mature one, but with Adam I submitted. Since his first whisper, resonating in my mine over and over, “I will let you play with it”, the kid owned me.

When we got to my place, we didn’t waste any time. I had to take him in my mouth again, to feel his youth inside my throat, to take in his scent with my nose buried into his thick pubes.

Adam was slim, smooth. His tall body towered over me as I sucked him. His hands grabbed my head and his thrusts were forceful, bringing tears to my eyes as I swallowed and gagged and choked.

“Get on the fucking bed,” Adam pulled out and stroked his wet cock. “You want this cock up your faggot ass, don’t you, Sam?”

I nodded, got naked, and lay on the bed, gazing at him standing tall and naked and hard and beautiful.

Adam, smirking, climbed on the bed and settled on his knees between my thighs, bringing his cockhead closer, teasing my balls and taint with the knob. Smirking. Teasing. Electrifying.

“You got protection, old man?” he asked, rubbing the head round and round my ring.

I was in a place where protection was the least on my mind. I needed this kid. Deep. Hard. Skin to skin.

Reaching up, I brought Adam’s face down and mumbled: “Do me, kid. Fuck me bare.”

“Fuck,” he laughed. “You’re a real bitch, Sam.”

His penetration was forceful and deliberate. No gentle preparation. Just the spit and pre-cum from my earlier sucking. He penetrated and drove balls deep. I screamed into the pillow. My hole hadn’t been stretched for a long time. And the rod that was forcing its way in was no joke. Thick ten inches of hard meat could do damage. And damage it did as inch after inch stretched my tunnel and pushed back my bowels.

“You like that, faggot?” He leaned on top of me, grabbing my ankles to stretch my legs wider. “You know you look like a fucking faggot pussy, don’t you?” He grinded on my butt cheeks. “You got a tight pussy, faggot. A tight fucking faggot pussy. Sucking my dick in.”

He kept tantalizing me, trying to humiliate me, not even starting to fuck me, just buried in deep and grinding and calling me names. And I fucking loved it. I wallowed in it. As much I hungered for him to drill me, I was in paradise just having him deep inside me and grinding and cursing me out.

Adam kept his stream of “faggot” Escort Tokat and “bitch” as he started to pound. He pulled out until the knob was just inside my ring, then thrust full length back in, gradually increasing his tempo. The kid knew how to fuck ass. I moaned and squirmed and begged for more. He grunted and slapped my butt and spit into my open mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my fingers up and down his back. He pulled my hair, bit my neck, and rammed my hole.

The fucking was amazing. The pain almost unendurable. He would pull the shaft out, spit on it, then drive back in, making my tunnel more slippery. With every thrust, the shaft massaged my prostate. My dick kept its erection and started to dribble onto my belly as he fucked me. With the increased piston action, I ejaculated. Hard. Hitting his smooth chest and arching all the way to my face, my hair, my mouth.

I knew that my ring muscle was spasming on his cock because he threw his head back, his adam’s apple bobbing, his cock swelling, and he dumped his load inside me.

“Oh fuck, bitch. Take my fuck juice, faggot. Fuck, Sam, yeah, I’m fucking breeding your faggot cunt.”

Adam came big. I could actually feel the huge load. He pulled out, spread drips of cum round my hole then shoved back in. I knew that he was probably emulating porn flicks, but I loved it even though my ass was burning like hell.

Adam finally climbed off of me.

“I need to take a piss, old man,” he said, holding his semi-erect cock. “Want some of that, too?”

Oh my God, the kid was really a hustler. I wasn’t into piss but I was tempted.

“No Adam,” I replied, “but I will hold it for you as you pee.”

He laughed. “What a faggot cunt, Sam,” he said as he sauntered toward the bathroom, with me right at his heels, gazing at the firm, bubbled, young, fuzzy butt cheeks ripple with each step.

Standing behind Adam, I held his cock and guided it toward the bowl. The stream of piss was steaming and strong, splashing around the toilet bowl, never ending. I had been young once, and my peeing had also been strong. But Adam’s pissing was a phenomenon in itself. His cock pulsating as the urine flowed through and shot out. This was my first experience with pissing.

Adam turned his head sideways. “You’re enjoying all this, you sick fuck.”

I uncharacteristically laughed, as I shook his dick letting out the last drops of slit, and feeling him erect in my hand. I was able to stretch up and lick the back of his nape enjoying the feeling of his warm back on my bare chest. I also erected against his lower back and grinded on him, moaning.

“And you love taunting me, Adam,” I said, lightly biting into his shoulder muscle.

He responded by turning around, pushing me against the sink, grabbing my legs and hitching me up to straddle his waist, exposing my sore butt. He fucked me. His arms around me, his mouth on mine, his cock ploughing deep into my screaming ass. And that was Adam’s third load. The kid knew that his servicing me like that was going to pay well. Actually it did, but the money was worth it.

Covid19? Fuck that. I took the risk and I am glad I did. So fucking what? I would catch the virus eventually, better from one of the hottest sex sessions I had ever experienced.

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WELCOMING DINNER AND AFTER PARTY

Our Masters fuck us on and off as they slept. Danny and I would kiss and hold each other while being fucked. In between the fucking we would try to nap knowing we most likely will not get much sleep.

It is dinner time when our Masters are ready to get out of bed. They pulled us out of bed towards the shower. They first needed to use the toilet and of course, Danny and I clean them up afterward. It is one of the tasks that I am not fond of. It is humiliating with awful tastes. Yet it’s what our Masters want. The funny thing is the more I clean up after my Master, the shit and pisses the taste gets less and less discussing. I guess you can get used to anything if you just do it often enough.

After my Master does his business, I set up the shower water to the correct temperature as Master taught me. We clean our Masters as they relax under the warm water. I turn off the water after they are thoroughly clean. Danny and I then dry them with warm towels. Master orders us to clean each other. From my training I know to only use cold water. Of course, we clean each quickly and then do our business on the toilet too. Then we give each other an enema. Once we are clean inside and out, we dry each other with old rough towels. I am happy for Danny’s help. Plus, it is good not to be as lonely anymore. I have someone to share in my servitude with. I think Danny is happy too.

When we walk out of the shower our Masters are kissing again, so we kneel and kiss their feet three times.

“Slaves we are hungry so find us nice shorts, a polo shirt, and sandals from our closets.”

I rush to the closet, pulling out blue cargo shorts, a red and white polo T-Shirt, and blue sandals to match the shorts. When I return Danny is right behind me. We find our Masters continuously kissing. So we kneel with our arms parallel to the ground with the clothes on top of them. Our Masters ignore us preferring to make out longer as lovers tend to do. It reminds me of the way Danny and I did in the cell last night. We both know we need to wait until our Master’s are finished. Our arms start to get tired with a pile of clothes on them. I try to not show any discomfort so as not to disturb our Master’s make-out session. In the corner of my eye, I see Danny have more of a difficult time with it. Yet, it doesn’t seem to bother our Masters. They just seem to be so into each other that we are completely ignored.

About 20 minutes later Master looks down at us, “Slaves dress us.”

We quickly dress our Masters. They then take leashes and attach them to our collars. We are pulled to our feet and ordered to follow. I follow my Master down to the dining hall. It is busy with about 30 guys sitting and eating with their slaves either standing next to them or serving them under the table. This is the first time I have been in the dining hall with other Masters and slaves besides Master Jason and Danny.

Our Masters grab two seats next to each with enough room for Danny and me to stand on either side of them. I’m on the left of my Master and Danny is to the right of his Master.

A kitchen slave rushes out and asks what our Masters would like to drink. My Master asks for a rum and coke and Jason asks for a gin and tonic. The slave rushes off to get our Master’s drinks. Meantime, Danny and I stand at rest with our hands behind our backs, ready to serve our Masters.

Master says “Bread and butter.”

I quickly grab some bread just out of reach of my Master. I butter it and place the slice of bread on my Master’s plate.

Master just ignores me, as he chats with the other Masters about their summer break. I see our Masters holding hands openly on the table. So, I assume they are open with their relationship with others in the house. As Master is chatting, I hear a few seats down from us, a Master moans and notices he is holding his hand under the table I assume a slave must be giving him a good blow job. The kitchen slave arrives with our Master’s cocktails. Then Master snaps his fingers and points to the floor. I quickly kneel at his side.

“Suck!”

I instinctively understand what to do. I crawl under the table and between my Master’s legs. In the corner of my eye, I see Danny doing the same thing. I take the centerpiece out of my Master’s chair and crawl closer to my Master’s crotch. I lick my lips wanting to give him the pleasure I have been trained to do. I open his shorts and his massive cock falls out, hitting me in the face. I can see Master is already excited as precum is smeared on my face. I take the cock in my mouth and suck him while never stopping his conversation above. I am impressed. In the corner of my eye, I see Danny servicing Master Jason too. I am glad we had some training for each meal. It gave Master more time to socialize with his friends and not have to train me at the same time.

A few minutes later his meal comes. He must have made his food order before we took a shower. The app on his phone can do a lot around the college.

I continue to suck Beylikdüzü Escort him while he catches up with his what his friends have been doing over the summer break. When he is about to shoot, he holds my head down, forcing his massive cock deep into my throat. Except he doesn’t shoot! He lets go of my head and I catch my breath and continue to suck. When he is about to shoot again, I force his cock deep into my throat, holding Master back from the edge of cumming. So, from now on, he doesn’t have to hold my head and be distracted. It is my job to keep him on the edge. I hear him chatting and laughing with his friend all the while he is on the edge of cumming. Fuck my Master is amazing. I could never hold a conversation on the edge of cumming that! I hear Danny next to me sucking and stopping just like me.

Finally, Master finishes his meal and taps my head. I take this as a sign he is ready to cum. So, I keep sucking until he shoots deep into my throat. He moans a little stopping his conversation with his friends. They wait until he recovers then they continue the conversation where it left off. I assume they are all used to being serviced at meals. It’s like shooting a load in the middle of a conversation is just a normal thing!

To my surprise, Master holds my head down and then releases a stream of piss down my throat. I am forced to swallow a gallon of piss. Once he’s done, I am released. I lick the rest of the piss dripping out of his cock. Only then am I allowed to let go of his cock.

Not long after my serving my Master, a kitchen slave comes out with a bowl of slave chow. It is the only food I have eaten since my enslavement. I am starting to forget what normal food tastes like. Yet, I bend down under Master’s chair and eat my meal. It is filling but has a very bland flavor. I lick the bowl clean, not wanting to waste any food given to me. I depend on my Master to feed me and don’t want to waste any of it. Master could withhold food at any time so it’s best to get what you can when it’s available.

The kitchen slave removes the bowl and I sit back on my thighs then look up at my Master’s softening cock. Fuck it is so beautiful. I lick my lips hoping Master will get hard again soon. Master pulls my head into his lap as he continues to chat with his friends. He presses my cheek into his half-hard cock. I feel content just kneeling between my Master’s legs with my head pressed against his wonderful cock. I smile knowing his is my favorite place to be.

Our Masters chat with their friends for another hour while I take in Master’s scent, keeping me in my happy place. I zoned out of Master’s conversations, floating peacefully inside my happy place. Master, rubs my head for the entire hour. It feels so nice to have Master’s affection. I could stay like this forever!

Master pats my head, indicating he is ready to get up. I shake myself out of my happy space. Then I place his cock back into his shorts and button them up. Then put the chair back together and crawl out from under the table.

I grab the back of the chair as Master gets up. I see Danny do the same for Master Jason. Master grabs my leash and pulls me out of the dining hall. Master walks into a large lounge with leather chairs and sofas and love seats. I have never been in this lounge before. Master puls Master Jason to a loveseat with him. Danny and I kneel between our Masters’ legs.

“Slave, get Jason and me another drink. The same as before.”

I quickly get up and rush over to the bar in the corner. My half-brother is at the bar getting his Master a drink too I smile at him. He smiles back. We know we cannot take long. Yet, I do ask him what his name is.

“So, ah… what is your name?”

It is strange to ask your own brother what his name is. Well, I mean we are strangers after all. I fill up a glass with coke.

He smiles “My name is Robert, brother.”

Oh shit, he just called me brother. Well, that is what I am but it is weird hearing it from him.

I quickly switch my shocked face to a smile and reach over to him grabbing the rum then turn my face to him. We are now face-to-face for a second.

“My name is David but my Master only calls me slave now.”

My brother laughs, “Well brother you are a slave just like me.”

He smiles at me while I pour the rum into the glass and then fill a second glass with gin and tonic.

“Brother David, it is good to meet you and I hope we can get to know each other better”

I jump as my brother brushes my ass with his free hand as he takes the drink to his Master. Shit did my brother just hit on me. I watch him hand the drink to his Master while his Master whispers something in his ear. My brother then looks at me with a smile. I see his Master look over at me and smile too. Did my brother tell his Master that he hit on me? Looking at his Master, it looks like his Master is ok with that. I quickly look away and grab the two drinks. Then I walk back to my Master, kneeling in front of him, and hand him Master Jason Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan and his. Master gives Jason his drink then they take a sip of their drinks and put them down on a coffee table next to them.

In the corner of my eye, I see Master Josh take a seat next to us. My brother kneels between his legs.

Master Josh says, “Hey guys, that was hot out front. You guys really know how to start a party.”

“Thanks, Josh, our slaves needed punishment for disappointing us. It is good for them to have some humility once and a while.”

I think, once and a while! Ever since my enslavement, I have gone from one humiliating scene to another. Yet, what can I say? I am a slave now and I have learned that life is not fair for us slaves.

“Yes, Yes, of course. I have to thank you for letting me fuck your slave. It has one tight hole.”

“Oh yeah, I have been training it to keep its hole nice and tight.”

“Shit, you’re doing an awesome job.”

“Thanks again. I fuck him while I sleep so he keeps his hole nice and tight. In order for my slave to get any sleep, it has to get me to have a wet dream. You know how it is we are horny even in our dreams,” Master laughs.

My face turns red as they talk about my hole and how Master trains me to keep it tight. It is all true but I am still embarrassed. See we are constantly being humiliated. There is nothing fair about being a slave.

Master Josh starts rubbing his cock through his shorts. He pats my brother’s head. My brother quickly opens Master Josh’s shorts and pulls out his cock. Then starts sucking him off.

I see Master watching my brother sucking off his Master. I look at Master’s crotch and see he is getting hard.

Master pats my head. I know what he wants. So, like my brother, I open Master’s pants and take out his cock. Then I open my mouth and suck him, loving his wonderful cock. My Master gets hard on a dime and he can cum at least 5 times a day. Therefore, I am not surprised he is hard after just sucking him off two hours ago.

“You know Alex, it would be hot if these three slaves give us some entertainment.”

“What do you suggest?”

“How about we watch them fuck each other. I have always wanted to see brothers fuck. It is so hot! Do you agree?”

Master looks at my brother and then at me. Is he really going to make my brother and me fuck?

“Sure why not. It would be hot to see your slave fuck mine. Jason, what do you think?”

I see Jason is getting excited as well.

“Fuck, that would be so hot, two Anderson brothers fucking each other. I want to see that!”

Master smiles down at me.

“Slave, have its slave lover and it go get the fuck bench from the dungeon. I will give it access to the dungeon.”

Fuck did Master call Danny my slave lover? Plus, now I am embarrassed again since he is going to have my brother and me fuck.

Danny and I get up and walk out of the lounge to the elevators. As we walk to the elevators several Masters comment about how marked up our asses are. It only reminds me of our punishment from earlier. Both, Danny’s and my faces turn red with shame. We both know we fucked up big time and deserve our punishment.

I put my handprint on the elevator door, a display says “Access granted”. I am a bit surprised but Master did say he will give me access. I push the down arrow and soon the doors open. Danny and I walk inside. I pick “D” for the dungeon.

“David I am so sorry you have to do this. I can’t imagine having sex with my own brother.”

“Thanks, Danny, I’m sorry you will have to watch. You know I would rather it be with you!”

I smile at Danny. Then to my surprise, Danny kisses me. We make out passionately as the doors open.

“What the fuck are you two slaves doing down here.”

We both break the kiss and jump away from each other like did something wrong. Yet we know we really didn’t do anything wrong. Our Masters are OK with slave Danny and this slave being lovers.

“Sir, our Master wants us to bring up a fuck bench to the lounge on the first level.”

“Oh, and why is that slave?”

Shit now I have to tell this Master why!

“Sir, our Masters want to watch my half-brother fuck me.”

The Master laughs so hard he has tears in his eyes.

“Shit! I have to see that. Let me show you where the fuck bench is slaves.”

The Master leads us to the bench. I take one side and Danny takes the other.

“By the way, slaves, does its Masters allow the kissing that I saw earlier?”

As we carry the heavy fuck bench the Master follows us.

“Yes, Sir. Danny and I are lovers. Our Masters have approved of our relationship. Danny is the slave of my Master’s lover, Master Jason.”

“OH, you mean Master Alex and Master Jason.”

“Yes Sir, they are our Masters, Sir.”

“Oh! that is so sweet two Masters in love have slaves that love each other.”

The Master laughs at us. I am not sure if he mocking us or truly happy for us.

“Thank you, Sir.”

Danny Escort Beylikdüzü and I make it to the elevator. We have to set the bench down so I can open the elevator doors. Then we carry the bench into the elevator then I press the button for the main level. When the elevator doors open we carry the fuck bench to the lounge where our Masters are waiting.

My Master directs us to place the fuck bench in front of all three Masters. So, Danny and I pick up the bench and put it in front of our Masters. On either side of the bench, there are places for both the arms and knees to rest on. The slave can then straddle the bench on all fours so its ass is up and its legs are spread wide ready to be fucked.

Master Josh, “I been thinking of making my slave a breeding bull. So, would you mind if my slave fuck yours first? I want to see it perform as a breeder.”

“Josh I completely understand. It is from good stock to be used as a breeding bull. Anyways, I would love to see my slave get fucked by its brother. Its purpose is to please us. What better way to please its Master is to entertain us?”

So, Master Josh orders my brother to stop sucking him and help set me up on the fuck bench. I am taken by surprise when my brother walks up to me and grabs my neck.

He whispers in my ear, “Ready to be my bitch?”

He squeezes my neck harder, causing me to yelp in pain as he forces me onto the bench. As he straps my arm and legs down, my brother whispers again in my ear.

“Brother, you’re about to become my bitch. Are you excited to have your own brother use you like the bitch you were born to be?”

I cannot believe my own brother is saying those things to me. I was hoping maybe since we are half brothers we could become friends. But now I know why he was hitting on me earlier. He wants to make me his bitch!

He walks behind me and rubs my ass and pushes a finger into my hole. He starts rubbing my prostate then bends over my back and whispers again in my ear.

“Bitch, that is a tight hole. Do you like what I am doing to my bitch?”

I moan and whisper, “Oh fuck, Yes, brother!”

“I always knew you would be my bitch someday.

My brother stands back up and pushes three fingers in my hole. Then, adds a fourth finger. After getting me loose enough, he places his fat cock at my hole and pushes. I moan as he opens me up and then pushes hard, burying his cock deep into me with one quick motion. I yell out in surprise and pain. Once again he bends over my back and whispers in my ear.

“DAM! ‘bro’ your hole is so tight. Your Master has trained its hole well. You know, you were Dad’s favorite boy. He spent more time with you than any of our other brothers. He only did that to make you the good little bitch slave boy you are now. That way he can sell your tight ass to your Master. Bitch, Dad was so excited when he sold you. I heard Dad and my mother talking about you while he fucked her. Dad said you needed special treatment since you were the weakest of all his sons.”

A tear runs down my face hearing my brother take about my father saying I was the weakest of all his sons. That he was happy he sold me. My father was always strict and did not show much love toward me. My guess is that my father doesn’t love any of his sons even my half-brother.

Then my brother fucks me hard and fast. I moan out as the bench creeks with each deep hard fuck!

“Bro, now you’re my bitch! You love my cock don’t you, brother?”

I whisper back, “Yes brother, Your cock feels amazing.”

I am not lying, my brother is fucking amazing. I moan as he grunts in my ear.

As I am being fucked, I see Danny being passed around all by three Masters, sucking their cocks like the pro he has become. I know he is enjoying the attention. Danny loves sucking cock.

Just before my brother shoots he slows down so he doesn’t climax. Then he whispers again in my ear.

“Bro, do you know why I agreed to be a slave and not a Master? It is because of you brother. I wanted to make you my bitch. And now look at you, brother. You’re my bitch. Anytime our Masters are together I am going ask to fuck you again and again. My Master loves seeing me fuck you. So look forward to having my cock in your hole often”, he laughs. It’s a sadistic laugh. I wonder why my brother gave up a life of freedom to make me his bitch? Does he resent me for spending so much time with our father? Doesn’t he know father never loved me? I was just a slave for him to sell and make a profit. I am sure my father did not love any of his children. I know my mother loved me and I am sure my brother’s mother loved him too. I least I hope she did.

Then I hear my Master say, “Jason mind if have another go at your slave’s hole.”

Master Josh laughs “Hell no, go right ahead. I think we all should fuck my slave as he fuck yours.” He says it loud enough for the whole room to hear.

All the Masters in the room look in our direction. Fuck that means my brother is going to be fucked for much longer than I expected. Which, in turn, I will be fucked just as long!

Master pushes Danny off him and hands him to Master Jason then walks behind my brother.

“Brother, get ready for a long fuck session, I am about to be gangbanged. Each one of these Masters are going to fuck me as I fuck my bitch,” my brother laughs.

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A dim purple light on the ceiling gave the room its ambiance as it shone bright into Kurt’s eyes. There he was, lying on snow white sheets, on a soft bed, in a humid room, with a giant man hovering over him. The giant man’s giant penis was deep inside him, but the only thing going through Kurt’s mind was ‘This angle isn’t right.’

Kurt’s breath was slow as StudMuffin, a name that was clearly a porn pseudonym, gently slid his cock in and out of him. The penetration hurt Kurt but the pain was the furthest thing from his focus. Kurt made sure he moaned to the rhythm of the movements. The sounds were fabricated to indicate pleasure; all so the scene that they were shooting would be perfect.

But the poor angle of the shot continued to perturb Kurt. He strained to communicate his concerns to his partner. ‘Open up to the camera’ he screamed with his eyes. StudMuffin’s mind was clearly in his cock; he didn’t register Kurt’s non-verbal signals.

Kurt took his right hand and placed it on his lover’s shoulder, applying a gentle intent. StudMuffin got the message ‘Open up to the camera.’

‘Perfect’ thought Kurt as StudMuffin made the necessary adjustments. Now there was nothing much to be done except to not fuck up the scene as the tripod-mounted camera continued to record the intercourse between the two men.

Kurt’s hand started to roam, touching the muscular, hairy chest of the 6’2″ man who was fucking him. StudMuffin hadn’t turned the air-conditioning on. He said it made for a better scene. It had made his skin completely hot and moist. Indeed, at this point, Kurt was sweating as well. Droplets of perspiration formed on StudMuffins abdomen and fell onto Kurt’s belly, forming a melting pot of the two men’s sweat.

StudMuffin moved his head down towards the bed, inching his way slowly towards Kurt’s head as Kurt prepared for the change in scene. StudMuffin began to kiss Kurt passionately, sticking his tongue deep inside Kurt’s mouth. Kissing during a scene was something Kurt greatly disliked. Yet, the intensity of this scene was a much greater turn on for Kurt than the discomfort he felt from being kissed by a man.

StudMuffin unlocked his lips from Kurt’s and leaned in to the side so his cheek rested on Kurt’s hair. His arms reached under Kurt’s pale, thin frame. Grabbing on tight, StudMuffin increased the pace of his thrusts.

Phttt….Phttt…..Phttt was the only sound Kurt could hear. He could smell their combined musk and could feel their combined warmth as StudMuffin continued to make love to his ass. “Yesss,’ thought Kurt, ‘ this guy knows what he’s doing’

StudMuffin started to grunt in Kurt’s ear. “Hrr…Grrr…Ghr…” he growled as he settled into the new rhythm. The only sound Kurt could let out were timid whimpers, each moan riding in time with each thrust. “Mmmm…Uhhhh…Mmmmm….Uhhhhh.”

Suddenly, Kurt could feel the cock coming out of him. StudMuffin looked him straight in the eyes for a second before lifting Kurt upright.

‘What’s he going to do now?’ But Kurt had no time to illicit a guess. He had to lay his trust, and his body, in StudMuffins hands, praying that StudMuffin could execute non-clumsily whatever was on his mind. Livestream performances always need that kind of tact, the kind only a true perfectionist like Kurt could handle. StudMuffin turned Kurt around so he was facing the camera with his back resting on StudMuffins chest.

StudMuffin’s hands started to explore Kurt’s body. His right hand found Kurt’s cock and started to stroke it. His other hand began to caress Kurt’s belly and chest, finally finding its way to his neck, where it slowly began to apply pressure. ‘Ooooh.’ A jolt rushed through Kurt. That feeling of being dominated was something he did not personally like, but he knew the impact it would leave on the scene. Kurt could feel the pressure build as Studmuffin grabbed on tighter to his neck and his cock. This stress left him with a knot in his throat, a clamming in his heart, a hollowness in his stomach and a hardness in his dick. ‘This is gold’ was all Kurt could think. He really was impressed by the way this video was turning out. He hadn’t seen it coming.

StudMuffin began to softly kiss Kurt’s neck as he began to roughly jerk Kurt’s penis. The dynamic between the two contrasting sensations gave shocks to Kurt’s nerves.

Kurt’s eyes were closed shut and his senses completely immersed in his sexual experience when he heard his lover’s whisper in his ear. “Suck me off now. I’m going to come in your mouth.”

Kurt lifted himself off the bed to obey. Studmuffin brought his legs off the bed and sat on the edge while Kurt got on his knees in a position that, once again, was in consideration of the angles. None of what was about to happen should be hidden from the camera. It was his turn to perform; to put on a show. And it was going to be exquisite.

Kurt grabbed the gigantic penis that had just moments ago been in his ass and brought his mouth onto its head. He began Bodrum Escort to tease the tip, making a delicious show of the first taste that he got of this man’s cock; and his own ass. His tongue continued to tediously drag over every millimeter of the head of StudMuffins throbbing penis, his eyes locked in to StudMuffin’s. What a scene. What a scene!

Kurt shifted his focus to the shaft, trying to acquaint himself with each vein, and making sure the audience knew it. ‘More wet’ he thought, bringing himself to produce the saliva required to facilitate a fellatio that would actually be pleasurable to his man. There was no substitute for real pleasure in porn. If passion and intimacy were properly simulated, an artist could create a scene whose notoriety would be timeless.

Kurt was fully involved in the production value of his sexual act, but StudMuffin’s needs were a bit more immediate. He placed his hand on Kurt’s chin to lift it to the head. Kurt followed his lead, opening to take as much of StudMuffin as he could. But no matter how he positioned himself, there’s was no way Kurt could take that much cock into his mouth.

But StudMuffin’s hunger wasn’t going to be satiated with shallow love. He began to apply pressure to the back of Kurt’s head. Kurt sucked as hard as he could. He had to take the quick decision to end the scene as soon as possible. The faster he could get StudMuffin off, the faster the forcing would stop.

Soon enough, Kurt could feel StudMuffin’s pelvis tensing. With a groan, StudMuffin released into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt wanted to spew it out, but StudMuffin’s hand was still keeping him from taking the cock out of his mouth. All the semen had to be slurped down before StudMuffin would let go of Kurt.

Kurt raised his head, a bit of cum lay on the side of his lips. StudMuffin wiped the cum of with his thumb as he helped Kurt off his knees. Placing Kurt on the bed, StudMuffin got up and moved towards the chair in front of the camera.

“I hope you horny perverts enjoyed that show.” He said to his live stream audience in his slow, bass voice. “See you guys next week,” he said, switching off the camera.

He got off the stool and walked over to a numb Kurt. “All right bro. You need to leave,” he said in a kind voice. “My girl’s gonna be here soon.”

“Ah cool. I’ll head then. I need to meet my girl as well,” Kurt lied. As soon as he did, he started to question why he felt the need to. Did he feel less of man in front of someone who had just sodomized him. Kurt let out a low sigh as he decided to get of the bed and head to the bathroom to clean off and get changed. He didn’t need to correct his lie.

Kurt finished his shower, put on his clothes. An envelope had been lying on top his clothes. He dressed himself and slipped the envelope into his pocket without checking it and headed out the door without even turning once to indicate his leaving to StudMuffin.

He shut the door behind him and just stood outside it. His entire body was shaking. His life felt bleak and dark as he stood in the dark corridor of the apartment building. He felt the same every time. He gave a good performance every rime. He was good at this work. And he was improving. He had mastered the art of creating hot, passionate fuck scenes with men in a matter of months. But it always left him with an intense darkness after each deed had been done.

He wished he had the courage to stop. He wished he could refuse the offers he got but the money that was offered to him was almost what he made in a week doing his restaurant job. $500 for the last 30 minutes of his life. He pulled the envelope from his jacket pocket to check its contents. Yup. It was all there. Now that he was sure that the transaction was completed satisfactorily, he began to make his move out of the building.

There was a sense of shame on the surface of his skin. It seemed to fit into the melancholy of the atmosphere of the corridor he was walking through. The guilt was rattling. But he knew there was nothing that could change this feeling. He had accumulated sin. A dozen or so videos of his naked body being penetrated by other men existed in cyberspace, and always would, till the day Armageddon comes for us all.

Kurt finally stepped out of the building. He just wanted to get home now. To get into his own bed. For the sleep of the night to take away the regrets of this day.

Kurt followed his ordinary routine the next morning. The promise of a new day had brightened his mood. He always enjoyed his time at the gym. It was almost noon, and ass per schedule, Kurt was just finishing up his workout. He looked at himself in the large mirror which lined the entire back wall of the gym. The only words that came to his mind were ‘Swolle AF’.

The rest of the gym focused on its hustle while he flexed his arms above his head to examine his triceps. He felt like pulling of his vest so he could examine his chest and abs more clearly, but he wasn’t looking to Bodrum Escort Bayan get kicked out. He liked this gym too much.

He moved a few feet closer to the mirror. He could see bags. The bags that had formed below his dark eyes. He needed to get more sleep. But his shit restaurant job kept him up till 3 A.M, 6 days a week. He had had this gig for about 6 months, but he hated it. The hours were killing him, the pay was lousy and his boss was a crazy bitch.

It was these factors that had led him to agreeing to the extra cash that he could earn doing “freelance work”. The money was good, but it bit at his conscience. He wasn’t gay and initially, the acts repulsed him. He had grown more accustomed to them but it was still awkward, especially when his partner was actually gay.

He knew it was only a matter of time before people found out. What would his family think if they knew he was getting fucked by men for money?

Kurt was helpfully distracted from his pity party as two young, cute, blonde girls walked behind him. He tried to catch the reflection of their eyes in the mirror, but they seemed to not notice his attempt to make first contact and continued to go on their way.

‘Hmm,’ he thought to himself, ‘I should go say Hi to that short one. She’s hot. But…I smell way too rank right now to go over. I’ll do it right after my shower.’

He made his way to the changing room; his least favorite part of his workout. Kurt wasn’t a prude, but the encouragement of complete nudity inside the changing rooms of this gym made him feel incredibly uncomfortable. There were no individual changing areas and the showers were just closed off with curtains. But even though he found the experience of cleaning up after a workout tremendously jarring, the shear abundance of equipment and the membership deal the gym had offered him made his regular visual exposure to limp dicks and sagging balls an experience that he would choose to bear.

He stumbled into the changing room and walked up to the bench in front of his locker. He removed his shoes. There was a group of older men gaggling in one corner, all of whom were completely comfortable ribbing on each other and slapping each other on the back while being butt naked. Kurt’s eyes remained rigidly focused on the door of his locker as he picked his towel out of his gym bag. Turning his head towards the ground, he walked past the gang of men and into the shower at the furthest end of the changing room. He swiped the curtain shut behind him and hung the towel on the curtain rod, followed by the rest of his clothes as he disrobed each item. He turned on the tap of the shower to the hottest possible setting and began to enjoy his shower.

As he took soap out from the dispenser located on the wall to his left, he began to listen in on the conversation held by the gentleman just outside. The economy was tough, he could hear the general consensus as he lathered the soap over his toned, thin frame. COVID had almost destroyed their businesses, was a sentiment they all seemed to share.

“But you’re the lucky one, Jack,” Kurt heard one of the men boom, “this gym kept you afloat for the last two years.”

“This, and the club.” Kurt heard another man chuckle.

“Yes. I suppose I have been lucky. The hard work and tough choices I made all those years ago really supported me during these tough times.”

“Supported you? Look at him being modest. You’re the richest cunt here.”

With that, they all burst into laughter. Kurt couldn’t help but be curious. One of these men was the owner of the gym. He had never wondered about it before. But he thought it would be interesting to figure out who it was. As he continued to shower, he heard the group taking each other’s leave as they left the changing room alone or in pairs. Kurt finished his shower and toweled off. He was relieved. No one else was in the changing room, so he could walk out freely without having to worry about someone seeing him naked. He stepped out of the shower and walked towards the locker. Just then, a man, about the same age as him, walked through the changing room door. They both stared at each other and gave each other a sheepish ‘Hey’ as the new entrant walked past Kurt’s naked frame towards another bench.

Kurt finished changing. He exited the changing room and headed towards the reception. His membership was expiring and he wanted to make sure that the deal that they had given him would still apply for the new subscription period. He turned the corner, and came up in front of the reception. There was no one there to assist him.

He froze at the point in front of the counter, waiting patiently for someone to show up. But none of the staff did. About a minute into his wait, one of the men from the changing room, a burly gentleman, probably in his mid-forties but with his hair completely gray walked past Kurt. Sporting a look of success and a spark in his step as he walked towards the exit, he suddenly Escort Bodrum stopped as his eyes fell upon Kurt.

“Anything you need help with, Champ?” he asked Kurt.

Kurt was a little taken aback. “Nope. Just waiting for one of the guys who works here to help me with something.”

“Ah. Is that it? Don’t worry. We’ll have you sorted in a second,” he said with a cheerful smile.” JOSHUA!” he bellowed towards the interior of the gym. The gentleman moved to stand beside Kurt as a young black teenager that Kurt had dealt with in the past rushed to the reception.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Joshua. This young man has been waiting quite a while for you. Can you see how we can help him?”

“Of course. How may I assist you today, Sir.”

“Nothing much, Josh,” said Kurt a little meekly. He didn’t believe his requirement justified the volume the other man had used to call Joshua. “My membership’s almost up. You gave me 3 months for a $100. Just wanted to check if I could renew it for the same amount.”

“Sorry Sir. That was a special offer at the time. We charge $180 for 3 months usually.”

“Holy Hell. That’s almost double. Can’t you get me an offer this time? Maybe something closer to the price I paid before?”

“Sorry Sir. Nothing like that at this moment.”

“There has to be something you can do for me.”

The older gentlemen who had been silently witnessing the exchange interjected at this point. “Rules are rules. I’m sure Joshua would help you if he could.”

“But you don’t understand,” retorted Kurt. “The only reason why I joined this gym was because of the rates they offered me 3 months ago.”

“A lot of people joined at that time because of those rates. I should know. I set them.”

Kurt’s brain did the math quite instantaneously. This guy was the one from the shower room group who was the owner of the gym. “Oh. Then there must be something you can do?”

“Not really. If I gave you a discount, I’d have to give everyone a discount. And that wouldn’t work out well for me now, would it.”

Well-mannered though this gentleman was, Kurt knew a hardened businessman when he saw one. He calculated that no ground was to be gained by arguing with this man.

“But a strapping young lad like you shouldn’t have too much trouble paying a little bit more to be a part of a facility like this,” the man went one.

“I wish,” said Kurt despondently. “Every extra cent I have to spend hurts. The restaurant I work at practically pays me peanuts.”

“That’s the problem with your generation. You’ve got no grit. Always moaning about this or that. Where’s the will to overcome? The ambition to succeed? You know, I had nothing growing up. We were poor. I made my way to the top. I’ve worked in a restaurant as well. Hell. There’s no fucking job I haven’t done. You have to have that fire within you. That NEED to be FUCKING better than EVERYONE around you!”

Kurt was getting a bit annoyed. Who the fuck was this guy to be preaching to him. He ran a fucking gym. So what? His tone was hitting Kurt the wrong way. He already felt shit about his life. He didn’t need this cunt to tell him how to think.

“Anyway. I didn’t mean to be so harsh with you,” the man went on, almost as if he could read Kurt’s emotions. “Listen, you’re a good-looking kid. You have any experience in show business?”

Joshua, seeing that he was no longer needed here, moved on to tend to his duties inside the gym.

Kurt didn’t say anything.

“Listen, there’s no need to hide from me, Kid. I know who you are.”

Kurt froze. Just who was this guy? What did he know? What did he want?

“I’ve been in this town a long time, Kid. I practically set up the porno industry here. Back before livestreams and shit. Back when the shit was on VHS and Betamax,” he continued “I know who all the new boys and girls in this town are. I keep my ears to the ground for that stuff. And I’m always looking for new talent.” He paused and looked penetratingly at Kurt trying to illicit a response.

“Listen man, I don’t know who you think I am but….”

“C’mon Kurt, who are you kidding?”

Kurt tightened up even more. He had never used his real name in a shoot. No one knew it. No one.

“I’m not interested in working for you man. I don’t enjoy that line of work and, honestly, I’m planning on quitting it for good.”

“Hey, I get it, kid. That line of work is taxing. Mentally, more than physically. But you like the money, right? You think anyone wants to be in this fucking industry? But it’s the cash that makes it all worth it, right Kurt?

A vision of the intense look of absorption on StudMuffin’s face as he pounded Kurt’s ass last night flashed into Kurt’s mind and it made him feel sick.

“No, it doesn’t.” said Kurt. “That’s why I’m never doing it again.” The conversation he was having with this prick was steadily strengthening his resolve to quit porn for good.

“Hey. Don’t be stupid here. You’d rather clean dishes in some shitty restaurant? Think about all that money you’re giving up. Just because your ego’s getting in the way? Listen. This industry will go on even without you. Someone’s going to be performing. Might as well be you.”

“You can find that someone then. This work just isn’t for me.”

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I don’t just like sucking cock I adore it. I was originally thought I was straight then definitely bi-curious having been with men I’m confirmed as bi-sexual. I’m an advanced cock sucker. Here’s why and how I got there.

I always was into men’s bodies, still am, but being originally straight I suppressed my curiosity. Got married, had a kid and almost from the start realized my wife was not good at sex. She didn’t enjoy it. Tried but failed at giving head. Year after year of unsatisfactory sex ignited my desire to explore.

First I met Mary, long legs, fit body big tits and beautiful face. Divorced from a guy why was bad at sex. We were a bit older, but our sex, with very few boundaries was incredibly great. Our lovemaking was hours long, playful and so pleasurable.

After experiencing a blowjob from a guy I’d met on line I became even more bi-curious. It was one and done but I needed more.

Fortunately, I had Mary to help me learn about giving head. Mary was not only willing to blow me she really liked blowing me. She was a master at licking, kissing and caressing my cock and balls. She gave great head. She loved my shaved cock and balls. She said she’d never suck a hairy cock again. Problem, I was only allowed to cum in her pussy.

We discussed how great she was at cock sucking. She’d learned to suck from two prior boyfriends but again they didn’t measure up. Neither could get hard enough to fuck her. One day I told her I wanted to Mersin Escort know what it was like to GIVE a blowjob. She wholeheartedly told me to find a guy and enjoy myself. With that my quest for a man began.

Skipping through many duds and their stories, I met the seemingly right man named Tom. Here was my checklist of must haves:

1.) Good looking, tall, and able to host

2.) Fit muscular body with good pecs, decent abs and weight appropriate and a desirable ass

3.) Preferred a white guy but willing to try others

4.) No barrier or condoms allowed

Short list, but it defined my search criteria. Unable to just meet someone I tried potential ways to meet someone. My search included gay naked yoga and nudist resorts then I turned to a bi-curious and gay website. I met a few guys none were really the right one.

Tom was and is the right guy. Ten minutes after meeting we were naked in his bed. I took almost everything I learned from being blown by Mary and applied it to Tom. The first time was wonderful. His cock was the absolute right size for me to take into my mouth to the hilt. It’s pink and very sensitive head was delicious, the veiny shaft was beautiful.

Our first time was so good BUT, again I was not allowed to cum in his mouth. So on our first time I refused him cumming in my mouth. All this would soon change. With in minutes after leaving Tom’s I called Mary with all the details. She was VERY Mersin Escort Bayan happy for me. She knew how much I wanted to taste someone else’s cum not just my own. She encouraged me to beg if I had to, to get Tom to cum in my mouth.

As we got to know each other better I was able to convince Tom to cum in my mouth. With just his cock head in my mouth it was pink and beautiful, he told me he was about to cum. Giving him a thumbs up his cock fired warm white cum into my mouth. I loved it! I lapped up every drop. That now became the norm, Tom still refused to let me cum in his mouth. Again reporting to Mary who said, accept it or move on so I accepted.

Little did I know there was going to be great pleasure ahead. Tom is basically submissive to most things I desire. After several weeks just sucking cock he told me he liked to wear ladies thigh high black stockings. He put them on and they both looked good on his muscular legs and they got him very excited. I was happy to encourage him to be totally himself with me.

One day Tom said that a few years ago he’d had an older friend. His friend had an eight inch cock. His friend liked to top to Tom’s desire to bottom. Saying he missed anal he asked if I’d be willing to try? With a resounding YES I agreed. But to condom or go bareback, that was the question?

We agreed to go ahead, bareback promising to fuck no one else. And fuck we did, like animals. We laid side by Escort Mersin side naked. we watched a few short bareback videos. Now it was our turn. Tom coated my very hard cock with anal lube. On my back at the edge of the bed he faced me. He took my cock and guided me inside his beautiful ass. Passing his prostate made him smile. Tom gave my throbbing cock an incredible fuck.

Screaming out that I was about to cum he slide me out of his gorgeous ass, took my cock in his mouth and allowed me to cum filling his mouth and throat. I was in ecstasy knowing my cock was first in his ass then his mouth was truly incredible. Like him our sweat covered bodies and racing hearts ended in his collapsing on top of me. Could it get any better?

Our next time together began with a little foreplay. We briefly engaged in oral but we both wanted to fuck. Tom lubed up my cock and again face to face we fucked like wild animals. The powerful ramming of my cock in his ass made me fuck even harder.

Yelling that I was about to cum, he allowed me to cum in his ass. I came so hard I thought my head would explode at the same instant that my cock exploded into him.

This was pleasure like no other. Tom’s ass was clamped so tightly on my cock it was almost sublime. Now I absolutely adore ass play and bareback anal. I’d been keeping Mary posted on my activity. She had never imagined that Tom and I would become this incredibly close. Mary and I stopped being together during Covid-19 I’m not sure of our future.

Frankly, anal has changed our lives. Both Tom and I love being together having sex. We occasionally see each other at a mall or on the street. We never speak but we always give that certain smile that says everything we need to say.

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Tales of Jason Ch. 17

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It was the day I had been dreading. The day of the driver’s test. Javi had done a great job teaching me, Dick and Steven how to drive. Dick has scheduled his test for later in the week while Steven and I scheduled ours on the same day. I was definitely nervous, but I wouldn’t tell if Steven was too. He was sitting next to me in a relaxed state. No worry was on him at all.

Javi, who had been sitting in the row in front of us, turned to us and said, “You boys got this! I know it!” he slapped my leg and stood up, “I’ll be right back, gonna head to the liquor store. Do you boys want anything?”

I shook my head as did Steven.

“Cool, don’t ding up my Jeep, okay?” Then he left.

I turned to Steven who seemed to be distracted by something, “Steven, are you nervous?”

Without even turning to me, he said, “Not really. Are you?”

“Yeah, definitely,” the entire time I spoke with him his eyes were drawn to something. At first I didn’t know what it was, but after looking around I saw what had caught my cousin’s eyes. One of the DMV examiners. She was brunette with a thin waist but a large behind. She was quite gorgeous to be very honest and I could see why she had my cousin’s attention. What made it more evident was the exposure of her cleavage.

I lightly elbowed his stomach which caused him to turn to me, “Dude, I think she’s double your age.”

“I’m not against dating a cougar.”

I rolled my eyes, “Are you that desperate? This isn’t Cougar Town. You’ve been dating all week and you’re telling me you haven’t found one girl to call a girlfriend? The ‘Girl of my Dreams’ as you said. I think you’re trying too hard and being too picky if you ask me.”

Steven brought his face closer to mine in such a rapid movement that I didn’t notice him standing up and bent over, “Hey, fuck head! Shut the fuck up okay? Let me fucking fantasize and keep my dating out your mouth!”

Steven sat back down and folded his arms around his chest.

“Alright. Clearly, I hit a nerve.”

He calmed down right away and said, “I better get her as an examiner.”

I remained silent. Steven rarely got upset. Of course growing up we would have arguments and even fights but we would always bounce back. But it was clear I was teasing him too hard. He’d get over it once he had the hot MILF be his examiner.

A few minutes passed by and the female examiner my cousin was drooling over came to us. Steven sat up and fixed his composure. She smiled at us, and I could see in the corner of my eye a smile on Steven’s face.

“Jason Ayala?” she said.

“Yes.”

“Hello, Jason. My name is Pilar and I will be your driving examiner today. Please come with me, Mijo.”

I didn’t even look at Steven as I stood up. I could feel his anger emanating from his body. It was like a heater blasting in my direction. Without looking back I smiled and followed Pilar.

We got into the Jeep and I took a deep breath then I began the driver’s examination.

I put the Jeep into park to end the examination. Pilar sat in the passenger seat writing down stuff on the examination sheet. A bead of sweat ran down my forehead. I was still nervous. I went over in my head the entire route trying to recollect if I had made a mistake somewhere.

My thoughts came to an end when I heard Pilar’s voice, “Jason, you passed. Congratulations.” she held the paper up and I grabbed it, but she didn’t let go, “Tell your friend, although I am flattered, but to keep his eyes to himself.”

“You noticed?”

“I could feel his eyes on me. I can only imagine what was going through his little mind.”

I gulped, “I sure will. I’m sorry for that.”

Pilar let go of the paper and shrugged, “It happens, mijo. Men will always look at a woman like me.”

I got out of the Jeep and went back inside the building. Steven was still sitting with his arms crossed, “I passed!”

Steven did a slow clap, “Congratulations! Did you at least make a hard stop so her boobs could bounce?”

I rolled my eyes, “Seriously?” I sat down next to him. Pilar walked across us and I whispered into Steven’s ear, “She knows you were looking at her and told me to tell you to stop.”

Steven’s face turned red and then he looked down, embarrassed.

I smiled.

“Steven Ayala?”

“Yeah,” Steven said, reluctantly. As the voice belonged to a man.

An older man with a bit of a stomach walked to us. Steven let out a gulp, “Of course.”

The man had a cheerful tone, “Hey there Steven, my name is Miguel and I’ll be your examiner.”

“Fuck my life, ” Steven muttered out.

“What was that?” Miguel said.

“I said, Awesome!”

Miguel and Steven walked away from me. Once again I could feel his anger.

When Steven came back from his test he carried a smile on his face. He sat down next to me and held up the paper with the word ‘Passed’ written on it.

“So did you let him suck your dick for that?”

Steven punched me in the shoulder, “Fuck off, shit head!”

“Ow!” I said rubbing my shoulder.

“No, Malatya Escort moron. I passed without needing to do that.”

“You’re so angry today. Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or did you wake up from a sexy dream where you didn’t finish.”

Another punch came to my arm.

“Ouch!” I cried out, “okay, I’m just teasing. Congratulations, Steven.”

The two of us finished the process of getting our licenses and then went outside to look for Javi. Who was standing by a pillar talking to a girl. He was clearly flirting with her and she carried a smile on her face. I didn’t blame her. Javi was a very attractive man and well built. His looks were very masculine, it also helped that he worked out. I still remembered the times he held me in his arms. How good they felt to be in.

Javi noticed us and then left the girl with a wink. When he got to us he said, “How’d you boys do?”

“We passed,” I said.

“Awesome, who wants to get some ice cream?”

“I don’t care if we go to Disneyland, just get me the fuck our of here. This place sucks,” Steven said, sounding annoyed. He walked past me and Javi and headed for the Jeep.

“What’s up with him? I thought he passed.”

“Uh, he was practically eye fucking one of the examiners and she knew about it and politely asked me to tell him to stop.”

“Ah I see. Poor kid.”

We got home a few hours later. After the ice cream shop, we walked around the mall. The entire time Steven was checking out all the girls. Some of them checked him out back but none talked to him.

Steven went straight to his room. At first I wasn’t sure why but then I remembered he had a date later tonight.

Javi came up behind me and said, “So he’s still mad he doesn’t have a girlfriend?”

“Yeah.”

“He’s young. He shouldn’t hurry into those kinds of things. They usually end up messy.”

“That’s what I told him! But he’s adamant about finding the girl of his dreams,” I used my fingers to make a quote gesture, “After our little talk the other day, he’s been trying to find a girlfriend. The guy has been dating all week.”

The two of us walked into the kitchen and sat down. “And how would you feel about that?”

“Feel about what? Him having a girlfriend? It wouldn’t bother me.”

“But you two have sex a lot. It will likely come to an end when he gets a girlfriend.”

I had thought about it a few times. And it did bother me at first knowing that the good sex me and Steven had would come to an end. But I had to come to terms that it would happen eventually. Steven wanted to be with a girl. And there was nothing I could do to change that. So I accepted it.

“I know,” I said, “But I knew the day would come. He’s straight and I know he wants a girlfriend. Which is something I cannot give him.”

Javi smiled, “Yeah you’re right about that.”

“Besides, I still have you and Dick,” I said with a grin on my face.

“Don’t forget Xavier and your little friend who keeps forgetting shit.”

“Yeah, Sam.”

Steven came running down the stairs with nothing but a towel around his waist. He leaned across the counter still wet. “Javi, can I borrow the Jeep tonight?”

“For your date?” Javi said.

“Yeah.”

Javi shook his head, “Yeah, but no fucking in the Jeep. You find a hotel for that shit, okay?”

Steven groaned and said, “Fine! I won’t. Thanks.”

Steven went back upstairs to change. I turned to Javi and said, “Nice cock block.”

“Well it is my Jeep. And only I can have fun like that in it,” he winked. Referring to the time we had sex in the Jeep. I smiled then laughed.

A few minutes later, Steven came running down the stairs. He entered the kitchen wearing dress clothes. He wore a navy blue Polo shirt with some gray Chinos. Which really made his ass look good. Unfortunately, he reeked of cologne, “Dude, did you smash the cologne bottle on yourself or something? You reek of a high school locker room” I said, keeping my nose closed with my fingers.

“Oh shut up, Jason! Javi, can I have the keys to the Jeep, please? I’m running a bit late,” Steven said.

Javi fished the keys out from his shorts and held them up. But before Steven could grab them he pulled them away and said, “Remember, no fucking in my Jeep. If you fuck in my Jeep, you gotta suck my dick.”

“What? No, I don’t suck dick.”

“You will if I find out you were fucking in my Jeep. and trust me, I will know.”

Steven groaned, “Fine, whatever. Probably won’t get laid tonight anyways.”

Javi smiled then handed him the keys, “Good luck, Steven. Have a good time.”

“Yeah, yeah. Laters.”

Steven then left.

When Steven left through the door, Javi turned to me and said, “Well it’s just the two of us tonight. I can’t go anywhere. What do you want to do?”

I smiled, “I’m sure there is something we can do.”

A grin grew on his face, “It had been a while since we last fucked. I do get a little jealous when I hear you and Steven fucking.”

My eyes widened, Malatya Escort Bayan “You’ve heard us?”

“Of course, Steven isn’t very quiet, you know. I’ve heard it so much, I can tell when he cums. He lets out a nice satisfied grunt. Sometimes I feel like going in and joining.”

“I wish you would.”

Javi moved his chair back and opened his legs. I could see the bulge in his shorts growing, “Have at it, Jason.”

I got off my chair and knelt between his thick thighs. My hands landed on the thighs where I gently massaged them for a bit before moving my hands towards his groin. I undid his shorts then pulled them down to his ankles, then I removed them entirely. My hand rubbed his growing erection through the soft fabric of his white Calvin Klein boxer briefs. Saliva pooled in my mouth as the urge to put his throbbing cock into my mouth grew. My fingers ran along the waist band before slipping under to open them. My prize sprung out before me. I had forgotten how big Javi was. The eight inch uncut cock stood erect before me. It was the shape of an upside bowling pin. It was narrow at the base while growing thicker as you got closer to the head.

My right hand wrapped around the shaft and slowly pulled back the foreskin. Javi’s rose colored tip of his cock appeared before me. I moved my head down with my mouth agape and brought the thick cock into my mouth. I took in as much as I could then began to suck.

Slowly, I bobbed my head up and down. Immediately Javi began to moan. His moans echoed through the house. My left hand was on his thigh while my right hand stroked the shaft. Then I felt Javi’s big hand on my head, I let go of his shaft and let him guide my head. He moved my head up and down at a rapid rate. Then he pushed my head all the way down, shoving the thick cock deep into my throat. I had to admit, the thick cock gave me struggle but I endured it.

Javi released the fat cock from the confines of my throat with a pleased moan. He looked down at me as I caught my breath. “Wow, your face is a tomato. Did I go too far?”

I kissed his saliva covered cock, “No, I loved it.”

“Oh yeah? You love that cock?” He stood up and grabbed his cock. He then slapped it against my cheek, “You want this cock again?”

“Yeah, I do. Please give it to me,” I pleaded.

Javi pulled his underwear to his knees then hovered his cock over my mouth for a few seconds before shoving it back inside. He then grabbed my head with his hands and began to thrust. “Oh yeah, take that cock!” he said after a grunt. I grabbed onto his butt cheeks as he once again mouth fucked me, “I’m gonna fill you up tonight!” he said. The thrusting grew in speed for a bit before coming to an end with his cock deep inside my throat once more. My nose was pressed up against his pelvis. “Oh, yeah, choke on it,” Javi urged. I did as he asked. His cock soon left my throat and mouth.

“Get up,” he said.

As I stood up, Javi pulled up his boxer briefs, which could barely contain his erection, “Follow me,” he said.

We went upstairs and stood outside Steven’s bedroom, “What are the chances Steven is going to break his promise to me?”

I smiled as I already knew where this was going, “Very likely.”

“Yeah, I thought so. Let’s fuck on his bed?”

“I like this idea.”

Javi lifted me up with his arms and carried me to Steven’s bed. There he placed me on the bed and stripped naked. “Strip to your underwear,” Javi ordered.

When I was just in my gray briefs, Javi signaled to me to lay on my back with my head hanging off the edge. I did as he commanded. Then he slowly inserted his cock into my mouth. With his hands on the bed to hold himself up, Javi began to thrust. It started slow at first. Allowing me to get comfortable on the bed, then when he saw I was. He sped up. The bed began to rock back and forth. The headboard collided with the wall. But that didn’t bother either of us.

Javi gave a final thrust. Ensconced his cock was in my throat. My throat muscles are tightly bound around it. Massaging the upper half of his cock. My eyes watered with each passing second it was inside. I began to feel a bit of pain from the deep throat but I ignored it.

Javi finally gave my throat the release it needed as he pulled out the saliva covered cock. Some of it had dripped onto the floor.

“Lay on your stomach,” he ordered.

I sat up and got down on my stomach facing towards him. Javi then climbed on the bed and knelt behind me with my body between his legs. I felt his hands on my shoulders where he gave them a quick massage, then he moved down my thin body. Giving it a massage anywhere he could until he reached my underwear. I felt his fingers sunken under the waistband and in one swift motion he pulled them down and then entirely off my body. He then tossed them on the floor.

Next, I felt his big hands on each of my cheeks. He played with them for a bit, parting and unparting. I then felt his wet cock between my cheeks. He slid it up and down, making Escort Malatya me wet with excitement. I wanted him to enter me so badly. And he knew it. “You want it, huh?”

I moaned, “Yes, give it to me.”

I had gotten so aroused that my precum was leaking onto Steven’s sheets.

Javi moved his hands to my hips where he lifted me up at a 45 degree angle. Then with his cock in hand he pressed the tip against my hole. The mere contact made me moan. More came when he slid his cock into me. Throughout my entire body I felt pleasure. I grabbed the sheet as he continued.

Javi put his entire weight on my ass as he began to thrust, “Fuck, you’re tight.”

His hands were to the side of my head as he sped up the thrusting. The entire time moans flew out of my mouth like a submachine gun. The bed was rocking back and forth. I even heard some of the stuff from the night stand fall off. I didn’t care Javi was now at full speed fucking the hell out of my tight ass.

A slap was felt on my cheek which caused me to tighten my hole on his cock. Javi grunted as he felt it. But he continued to fuck me a rapid rate. “Oh fuck, I love your fucking hole, Jason.”

A smile grew on my face.

“We definitely need to fuck more.”

I didn’t say anything, instead I got lost in ecstasy. I felt both of his hands on my butt cheeks as he continued to drive is cock deep inside me. Pleasure continued to move through my body like waves in a stormy ocean.

A long “Fuck,” came out of Javi has he grabbed the back of my head. Immediately I knew what was happening. From his urethra, an eruption of his gooey load came out. Pump after pump, his load filled my hole. There was so much pumping I felt that it was never going to end and that I would be leaking out the remaining cum. But alas Javi finally stopped at the ninth pump. I couldn’t believe he could deliver that many.

The thrusting came to a complete stop and he lowered himself onto my back, out of breath and satisfied. “Oh my God, that was a good fuck, Jason.”

I turned to him with a smile on my face, “Fuck yeah it was. I don’t think I can sit down after that nor swallow.”

Javi laughed, “Sorry about that.”

“No, it was worth it.”

Javi lifted himself up and pulled out his still erect cock. Some of his load came out with it and landed on the sheets, “Oops, I seemed to have made a mess on the sheets. You think we should leave it like that?”

I shook my head, “I would love to but I think I’d get a punch to the face in my sleep if we did that. I know Steven wouldn’t even try punching you.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Let’s put them in the washer.”

While Javi put the sheets in the washer, I went to the bathroom doing my best to not let any of his load fall to the floor.

When I was done cleaning myself, I went back to Steven’s room and found that Javi had left. I walked to the end of the hallway where I saw him on the couch. I put my shorts and shirt back on and joined him. But I didn’t sit down, instead I lied down resting my head on his thigh. We ordered pizza and watched a movie.

It was a little past ten o’clock when Javi and I decided to get some sleep. Steven hadn’t come yet. But it wasn’t something that worried me. I figured that boy was out there breaking the promise he made to Javi and fucking his date. At least that’s what I had hoped he was doing. Because the one thing that was worrying me was his recent anger for being deprived of a girlfriend. I loved my cousin but I sometimes wanted to smack him. Every day he comes home disappointed with the date. I wanted to tell him that maybe he was being too picky about the girls. But I worried that it might come with a punch to the face.

Although it was late, I still had some energy in me. I knew if I went to bed I wouldn’t fall asleep. So I grabbed a book and began to read.

Almost an hour into my reading, I heard the front door open and then close. It had to be Steven coming home from his date. He had been out for a couple of hours now. I heard footsteps on the staircase then ended in the room next to mine, which was Steven’s. I heard footsteps in the room, then once again the door opened and closed, then a knock on my door.

“It’s open,” I said.

Steven turned the knob and entered the room. Without saying a word, he closed the door and then walked to the bed, “So how was the date?” I said, closing my book.

Steven’s eyebrows went up and then down, then let out a sigh, “Not great,” he sat down on the edge of the bed, “She was actually annoying. She kept talking about her followers on social media. Like if that’s fucking important to talk about on a date? Like, what’s with girls nowadays?”

“Someone is sounding like a boomer.”

Steven groaned then laid down on the bed.

“Did you at least fuck her?”

“What do you think?” he said with a bit of anger in his tone.

“Well at least you ain’t sucking Javi’s cock.”

“I swear, if we did fuck. She would be on her fucking social media account or something.”

“Oh, even going live on it.”

“I…” he thought about it for a second. Although the two of us have done porn in the past, I always hid his face. I’d figure even with a girl, he would still want to have his face hidden. “Yeah, I’d probably throw the phone if she did that or just stop fucking her.”

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A Service to Remember

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Jamie was an innocent. He believed in the goodness of his fellow man, that honesty was the best policy, and that justice prevailed. Not even a tour of military service and seeing some of the worst that men could do to each other had dimmed his sunny outlook. His favorite color was light blue (some called it baby blue), he rarely drank anything stronger than wine, never swore, and he loved that he could see flowers and the beach and sunsets from his Florida apartment.

He was not a regular church-goer, but today was special. A memorial service for a soldier from his unit who hadn’t made it back. Truth be told, he had barely known the man. Jamie had joined the military after college to help his country and had two months of hard training but was sent into action only one week before the war ended.

Now he was home again, discharged from duty, spending his days working out and going for long walks along the beach while deciding what next to do with his life.

The memorial service–he’d been unsure about going. He’d barely been a member of the unit and hadn’t forged the intense bonds that men form in wartime. The other men who would be at the service had lived and fought together for much longer. But his parents had raised him always to do the right thing, and his military training had instilled a sense of obedience, especially to superior officers. And it seemed like the right thing to do.

But he decided not to wear his uniform. He was discharged now, and he did not want to presume. So he was wearing a pair of loose linen pants with a drawstring tie and a light, airy shirt suitable for the hot Florida weather. He’d stop in at the church, sit well in the back, pay his respects silently, and then leave.

* *

Jamie was completely unaware of his male beauty and the effect it had on most people, especially some men. He had a natural athleticism in his movements complemented by years of playing all kinds of sports. His hair was sandy-blond, slightly longer than average, his wide eyes were the color of the sea on a sunny day, and his skin was perfectly tanned.

Beyond all that he exuded a sensuality of which he had no consciousness. Perhaps his lips were a little too full, his eyes a little too innocent, and his buttocks a little too full and rounded. And given his slim frame, the bulge in the front of his pants was definitely too large not to be noticed.

Yet even beyond all that was his aura of benevolence and his outgoing energy, stemming from his belief that everyone was like him, wanting to do what’s best and to make everyone happy.

That was Jamie.

* *

The church was a new and modern structure, filled with light streaming in from tall windows along the sides. High in the vaulted ceiling, fans circulating lazily helped the air-conditioning keep the huge space at a comfortable temperature.

The church was only about one-third full, with all of those attending the sitting together in the first dozen or so rows. The service was about to begin, and a religious minister and an older man in uniform were standing by the altar to initiate the proceedings.

Far in the back of the church, two uniformed men stood together. Both were tall, intense-looking individuals, powerfully built and fit from years of military service. One, though, was leaning slightly on a cane, while the other had his back lightly resting against the wall. Both seemed to be waiting half-expectantly, their eyes sometimes looking toward the altar where the service was beginning and sometimes towards the entrance doors at the back of the church.

They were wondering if today would be a lucky day.

Their lives so far had been dedicated above all to one thing: seducing men. Yes, they had joined the military and served their country for ten years now, but that had mostly been a means to an end: access to a steady stream of men living in a nearly all-male environment. And now they had seniority and rank and with it the power to operate in that environment almost as they wished. And they had a lot of wishes.

Their names were Davis and Stevens. They’d joined the military separately but soon discovered their mutual interests and joined forces in pursuing their main mission in life: sensual pleasure. Especially that which comes from using naked men as they liked. Over the years they’d been enormously successful at satisfying their carnal appetites. Each experience had been special and unique, yet they hungered for more.

One experience had slipped tantalizingly through their grasp. Just before the war’s end a new recruit had joined their unit. They couldn’t believe their luck when they first laid their eyes on him, fresh from the training camp, bursting with healthy-male energy, trim in his slightly-too-tight uniform (especially around his groin and buttocks), and giving off an air of innocence. Both had also caught glimpses of him in the communal showers–though unfortunately only briefly–and they could not believe the size of his equipment and Manisa Escort the delicious roundness of his ass. They’d literally licked their lips and adjusted their crotches–and immediately started making plans to do something special with this one.

But then the war had ended suddenly. Damn it! The newer recruits had quickly been sent home, and shortly thereafter even they had been taken out of action and sent back.

Now they were in this small Florida city to honor one of the fallen. Though the biggest question on their mind was about someone else: Would they get another chance at him?

* *

A shaft of sunlight and a faint smell of fresh soap in the air drew the two men’s attention to the door opening slowly at the back of the church. Their senses went on full alert. As they saw Jamie slip quietly into the church they felt a quiver run through their bodies, as predators feel in the presence of their prey.

Their thoughts ran down different lines, though. Stevens flashed back to the many men he had had over the years, frequently in the most unusual places. He loved especially sexual encounters in unlikely settings. Davis thrilled at the conquest, taking a man who often did not even know he wanted to be taken, stripping him down and using (and sometimes abusing) him for hours.

It was what they loved most in the world. They had honed their skills and developed their teamwork to a high level. Now they wondered, Where would they take this vision of male sensuality? Would they lay the groundwork seduction here in the church and then take him somewhere private? Or would other opportunities suggest themselves?

And what a delicious man! Those lips and eyes! A lovely frame filled out lightly with muscle–that shirt seemed to let light pour through to outline his torso. And as Jamie stood for a moment backlit by the sun, the pants were definitely semi-transparent. Tasty potential there!

The two men’s hearts accelerated the pulse of blood through their veins, and though neither was especially religious they almost whispered Thank God aloud.

* *

Jamie had paused at the back of the church, closing the door quietly behind him so as not to disturb the ceremony at the front. Then he recognized the two men approaching him. He automatically stiffened to attention in their presence. Davis was slightly in the lead, a broad smile on his face as he came up to Jamie. “At ease, Jamie,” he said, gripping Jamie by the arm and leaning in closely to whisper into his ear. “You remember Major Stevens?” The man’s basso voice seemed to rumble through Jamie’s body, and distractedly he nodded Yes at the approaching other man.

Stevens was exaggerating his need for the cane. He’d suffered some minor damage to his right side from an enemy bomb, but he was 99% healed and the cane was more a dramatic prop than a necessity. He extended his free hand in greeting, his wide palm and unusually long and thick fingers easily encircling Jamie’s. “I wonder,” he said, “if I could use you for a few minutes.”

“Of course, sir!” Jamie said instantly. “What do you need?”

“I’d like to sit at the end of that rear pew over there. Can I lean on you?”

Without waiting for a reply, Stevens wrapped his right arm around Jamie’s waist and leaned into him. Jamie willingly took some of the man’s weight, and when they made their way to the pew he thoughtfully slipped in first to let Stevens sit on the outside. The extra room might let him stretch his legs more, he thought. Davis meanwhile had come around the other way and slid along the pew to sit closely on Jamie’s other side.

Stevens kept his arm around Jamie’s waist as they all settled in. He leaned in even closer and whispered, “Thank you, you’re almost heaven sent.”

Jamie felt pleased to have been able to help, and wondered just how serious the man’s wounds had been. He felt lucky to have escaped any injury himself, so it was the least he could do.

Suddenly he noticed that the arm around his waist was trembling, and the fingers of the man’s hands seemed to be moving over his hip and stomach area almost randomly. Davis also noticed what was happening, and he placed a hand on Jamie’s knee as he leaned over to whisper in his ear, “Don’t worry about that–he suffered some nerve damage to that arm, and sometimes it just goes into spasms on him.”

“Oh!” Jamie exclaimed, “I’m so sorry, I had no idea!” He glanced down at Davis’s hand on his thigh and noticed that the man seemed to have unusually long and bony fingers.

The man’s voice in his ear continued. “He’s still a little self-conscious about it, but the doctors say he has a good chance of full recovery with time.”

Jamie resolved to ignore the trembling arm and groping fingers. It was the least he could do.

Still, it was hard to ignore the wandering hand which had moved under his loose shirt and was traveling freely over his skin, first up his back and then down again over his hip until it came to rest Manisa Escort Bayan on his right thigh.

Jamie focused his attention on the service underway at the front of the church.

Then arm started trembling again–but Jamie startled less this time. “Sorry,” Stevens said softly into his left ear. “Not one of my better days.”

“No problem at all, sir,” Jamie replied. “Of course, please, lean against me as much as you like.”

Stevens smiled inside but said, “Thank you very much, Jamie. You’re too kind.”

When the man’s arm trembled again, Jamie exercised self-discipline and did not jump this time at all. It must be a frustrating condition, he thought. He did not want to embarrass the man by mentioning it again, and he sat a little forward so as not to crush the man’s arm against the hard wooden back of the pew.

When the hand moved slowly over his upper butt cheeks, Jamie prided himself at holding in any reaction. He clamped his hand over his mouth to stop his cry of alarm, as his face turned red with embarrassment. Don’t make a sound!

At the front of the church, the older man in uniform had invited everyone to stand to observe a moment of silence. The three of them at the back also stood, Jamie taking care to help Stevens by taking some of his weight as they rose.

During the moment of silence, the quiet was absolute. Jamie had to stifle himself as Stevens’ hand slid its way further downwards over the rounded contours of his full buttocks. The hand seemed less random now and the fingers seemed to be deliberately exploring the firmness of his cheeks and even to be probing lightly into the crevice between them. He waited as patiently as he could until the unending silence was over. Then the arm’s trembling finally stopped and the hand left his now-tingling buttocks and returned to his waist.

The three men resumed their seated positions. But Jamie was confused, for Stevens strangely still kept his arm tightly around Jamie’s waist and remained pressed against his side. Why? He knew there must be a good reason for the wandering hand. Was Stevens aware of it, or was the nerve damage such that he didn’t feel anything? He desperately wanted to know but didn’t want to embarrass the proud man by raising the subject once again.

He took a little breath and asked quietly, “Are you aware … I mean … do you feel … ummm … where your hand is going…”

Jamie saw Stevens drop his head, turn his face away slightly, and withdraw his arm. His body seemed even to be shaking.

“Oh no,” Jamie whispered desperately. “Please stop. Please. I’ll never forgive myself if you don’t stop.” He grabbed Stevens’ arm and gently guided it back around his own slim waist. “You keep it there as long as you like, sir.”

Stevens stopped his silent laughter. “You’re sure about that?” he queried, looking into Jamie’s bright eyes. “No matter what?”

“Oh, yes. Please, I understand now. Nothing will bother me anymore. You can use me as you need…”–then Jamie smiled, and it was such a genuine smile that Stevens felt as if another glorious ray of sunshine had found its way into the church.

He looked at the handsome younger man smiling hopefully at him, so innocent. “Okay, whatever you say,” he said, his eyes glittering with intent. Inside, Stevens felt an iron surge of satisfaction go through him. Taking this delicious hunk will be a pleasure.

“Great,” whispered Jamie happily relieved.

Meanwhile, Davis watched the developing scene with pleasure, knowing his moments would come soon.

* *

“Could I… ask you something?” Davis asked in his basso voice, though a tone of command was in the question.

“Of course!” Jamie said quietly, though enthusiastically.

Stevens’ hand had been moving over his smooth back, carefully tracing every contour. Soon Jamie had even began to really enjoy the touch. It was like being petted. But now Davis’s voice caused him to turn his attention to the man on his right.

“I notice you’re not wearing your uniform today.”

“Oh no,” Jamie said, “I wasn’t sure it would be appropriate, since I’ve been discharged.”

“That’s fine. I was just wondering what material your pants are. They look quite good on you, especially after all the uniforms we see all the time.”

Jamie felt pleased at the man’s compliment, and noticed that Stevens’ hand had stopped petting his back and now seemed to be exploring the waistband of his pants. The man’s arm had slipped around his hip and his fingers of his hand were erratically probing the button and drawstring area in the front of his pants. The man’s body leaning into his and the unexpected touch there was affecting him. He felt a stirring in his groin–Not now! he told himself, but the heat in the church and strange circumstances were causing his body to react perversely.

He leaned against the back of the pew, looking down past the hand on his waistband area to the fabric of his pants. “I think it’s linen,” Escort Manisa he said. “Very breathable and light for summer.”

“I like the feel of the material,” Stevens said. “But isn’t it a little tight around your crotch? You look uncomfortable there.”

“Oh no, it’s fine,” Jamie exclaimed.

At that moment, a loud voice intoned from the front of the church, “LET US PRAY.”

Davis pointed out a low padded rail protruding from the pew in front of them. He knelt upon it and indicated for Jamie to follow suit. He obeyed. Stevens’ arm remained tightly around his waist as they knelt together, Jamie coming to rest with his knees on the padded rail and his forearms on the back of the pew in front of them.

But somehow his shirt became snagged on the way down! Davis had very fast hands and Jamie had not noticed that they had maneuvered the loose edge of his shirt to catch the edge of a slim book rack mounted on the pew. The two bottom buttons of Jamie’s shirt popped off, and his shirt gaped open exposing much of his stomach. Fortunately, he thought, no one could see now that I’m kneeling. The air flowing over his exposed skin, though, was oddly erotic.

Concentrate on the prayer for now, he told himself sternly. He tried to make out what the words were and ignored the fingers that seemed more vigorously now moving around the front drawstring area and into his pants close to his groin. Why now? he despaired, as the complex of unexpected sensations was arousing his groin, causing his penis and testicles to swell.

Strangely now another hand seemed to be moving upwards from his stomach, brushing over his nipples and giving them an electric sensation. “Let me see if I can get that shirt unstuck for you,” Davis’s low voice whispered in his ear. But the man’s fingers now seemed to mistake his hardened nipples for the buttons and were twisting them. Jamie felt butterflies in his stomach, and somehow the sensations were all oddly erotic. He was glad he was kneeling because he didn’t think his legs would support him.

“AMEN,” intoned the voice from the front, “YOU MAY STAND.”

Jamie struggled to his feet, hoping the motion would unstick his shirt. He rose quickly, but with Stevens’ hand inside his waistband his pants seemed to slide down his legs with a life of their own. Stevens had untied the drawstring and with his other hand tugged the loosened pants down as Jamie moved upwards to stand. Davis also had made sure Jamie’s shirt remained stuck in the book rack, so as he stood yet another button popped loose.

Jamie now stood semi-exposed in the church in the middle of a memorial service, his pants around his ankles and his shirt hanging mostly open. His buttocks were fully exposed to the light and air, and his mostly-hard penis had sprung to full erection at his predicament.

“LET US SING.”

Meanwhile Davis and Stevens had ignored the order to stand and remained half-kneeling and half-sitting on either side of Jamie, admiring the vision before them. What a magnificent cock!–Davis exulted silently. What a delicious ass!–Stevens felt his fingers twitch and his mouth water.

Everyone else in the church had broken out into song, and sound filled the air. The two men went to work on the half-naked man.

Davis returned to teasing and twisting Jamie’s hard nipples with one hand and–after took a moment simply to admire the younger man’s cock and balls. What perfection! With his other hand he cupped the testicles lovingly for a few moments, feeling their weight and warmth, before releasing them and gripping the shaft of his thick cock firmly. He began to stroke it slowly. Pre-cum appeared at its tip, which he used to lubricate the shaft. He wanted to taste it, but that would have to wait.

Jamie’s hips began to move in time with Davis’s stroking, and that caused his buttocks to open and close slightly as he moved. Stevens also took a few moments simply to admire the perfection of the man’s ass. So full and so firm. Then he pulled out of a pocket a tube of greasy ointment he used for his recovery and quickly squeezed a lot of it onto his fingers. Then his lubricated fingers probed between Jamie’s buttocks, sliding slowly up and down the crack, making the entire area slick, until his index finger came to settle on its main target, Jamie’s now lubricated anus. With a practiced movement he inserted one finger into his rectum all the way up to his second knuckle.

Jamie was in a fog of sensations, his mind clouded as the two men’s hands stroked and manipulated and probed him. His legs began to weaken, but he forced himself to remain upright during the singing of the song. The pleasure was incredible–the one man’s practiced hand teasing and stroking his cock while the fingers of the other man’s hand invaded his anus and causing indescribable sensations there.

It was too much, and Jamie felt his body go into an erotic trance.

The music suddenly changed tone and speed, and Davis and Stevens realized they might not have much time left before the song ended.

Stevens increased the pace of his two fingers, admiring how the beautiful flesh of the man’s ass accepted his invasion. Davis squeezed the gorgeous cock harder as he stoked, loving the feeling of the rock-hard flesh moving in his hand.

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Discovering Myself Pt. 03

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Meeting Brian

It was 5 years since I graduated college. My job unfortunately was beginning to show signs of slowing down. I was concerned about being let go as I was the last one hired in. I should have chosen a major in Business instead of psychology. I seriously thought about moving to another larger metro area about 3 hours drive.

But first, one of us had to find new job. We decided that I would be the one who would secure a new job first. I set up three different interviews in the same day as I wanted to make driving the three hours’ one way worth my time. I felt confident with one of the three companies I interviewed with.

After having been home a few days, I get a call and the company I felt good about called me and offered me the position. Yay! Once a decision was made, I convinced my Wife to go too. A few weeks went by and she and I packed everything up in a moving van, said our good-byes to family, friends for the moment and took off. Hopefully to a fresh start.

I secured a sales position and worked 7-3p at an industrial sales counter. It was only 5 minutes drive from the apartment we lived in. I didn’t have any experience in the industrial sector but I picked up things quickly. It was a salary position but with a hefty commission bonus if I exceeded the monthly quota. I think my new supervisor felt my degree in psychology would help me interact with new customers and win them over. And it did.

As for my Wife, she found a job in retail in the evenings 3 times a week and 5 hours on Sunday at a nearby mall. As we settled into our new jobs, we discovered we both missed our family and friends and were on the phone quite a bit. But at least we were on better terms financially.

So, I soon found myself with at least about 3 hours of free time on evenings she worked. That first night, I turned the TV on to see if there was anything good on. We didn’t yet have cable. But just the basic channels which were rather boring. On the next night she worked, I read a few magazines to keep my mind from wandering. We still enjoyed an okay sex life in our free time but I knew something was still missing.

About 5 months had gone by. It was a Sunday, we had breakfast and it was time she was to head off to work. I usually head out early before we eat breakfast to pick up a Sunday paper. First thing I read is the business section. My Father had told me to do that as he said it was one way to keep up with what was going on in the world of business.

I always turned to the classified ad section last. I then come across a listing showing a number to call for sexy recorded messages from others. It got my attention. My curiosity got the best of me. I had yet to become friends with anyone outside of where I worked. My mind was stuck on the sexy listing I see.

The time was about 6:00pm. I tore the listing out of the paper and went to a pay phone not far from the apartment we lived in. There are not many pay phones left anymore but I found one by a Laundromat. I put in a quarter and dialed the number. I hear a seductive greeting from a woman instructing me to choose a category.

Well, I knew I wanted to listen to gay male listings. So, as I began to hear the first listing, the phone companies’ operator cut in and said, “Please deposit another quarter for the next 5 minutes.” Crap! I put in one more quarter. I had brought a dollar’s worth thinking it was enough. I listened to some more gay listings. Luckily no one was Denizli Escort waiting to use the payphone. I was getting hard.

Then the time ran out again. I then headed for home. Thinking the phone company made enough off me for now. It was still early enough as I had about 2 hours before my Wife would get home.

Once home, I called from my home phone. After all, it was I who monitored and paid all the bills so I felt safe. I dialed the number again and listened to more gay recorded messages from other men. I come across one that got my interest.

I decided to connect with that person through their listing. I was nervous but I had a desire burning inside me. I dialed the man’s number. My heart was pounding. After our initial Hello’s, I asked him his name? He said, “Brian.” He then asked; “What’s yours?” I said, “Mike” His voice sounded very warm and soothing.

I told him his ad was interesting and he sounded like someone I wanted to meet. He said, “Nice to talk to you Mike.” I said, “Me too.” I asked him how old he was and what he looked like, he said,” I’m 31; about 6’1″ with an average build with short light blond hair and blue eyes.”

He asked me what I looked like and I told him. At this point, I was 27. He asked me what I did for a living and I asked him the same. He said, “I work for a firm that hires employees for the insurance industry on contract.” I said, “I see.”

I said, “Brian, it’s been a pleasure talking to you.” He replied, “Oh the pleasure is all mine!” I said, “We’ll have to talk again soon.” He added, “Oh most definitely Mike I would love to!” He gave me his direct phone line. We then hung up.

My heart was pounding. I had a huge smile on my face as I just met a man. Just minutes after I hung up, my Wife came in the door. Whew! I wondered if she had heard any of my conversation with Brian. My secret appeared to be safe for now.

It was now Monday about 4:00pm. I just got home and she was getting ready for work. She said, “You’ll have to get take out as I didn’t have time to prepare anything.” I replied, “No worries.” She then headed out the door.

After about 30 minutes I felt it safe to connect with Brian again. I called his number. He answered and was pleased to learn it was me. He sounded just as sweet as the first time I had talked to him.

After some small chit chat, I got the nerve up to tell him, “You sound like the kind of man I would like to meet up with in person.” He replied, “Oh Mike, I was just going to say the same. As they say, great minds think alike right?”

My pulse raced even more. I got hard again and felt pre-cum in my panties. I got the courage and asked, “So, is there a safe place we can meet like a restaurant? ” He said, “Yes, I know a place even better. You can come to where I work. No one else is here right now and we’ll have the entire place to ourselves.” I said, “Oh, okay then that sounds good.”

He was every bit a stranger to me yet and I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into. Was I being set up? Would there be someone waiting for me to beat me up since I was coming off as being gay and wanting to meet another gay man? He gave me the address. I said, Okay Brian, I’ll see you soon.” And we hung up.

It was December and was dark out. I made my way over. I pulled into the parking lot found a space. I looked up to the second floor of this office building to where a man was standing. The lights were on so I knew the Denizli Escort Bayan Silhouette was that of a man. He was looking down at me.

I took a deep breath and got out of my car and made my way to the main door. The entrance to this building was locked for safety so he had to come down to open it for me. I see him make his way down the stairs and it looked to be Brian based on his description.

I thought so far, so good. He opened the door and asked me, “Are you Mike?” I said, “Yes.” He smiled and let me in. Then he locked the main door again behind me. I was instantly attracted to him. I follow him up to the second floor. I have on some tight women’s skinny jeans, a t-shirt, sneakers and a light jacket. He was dressed in the usual business attire minus the suit jacket.

Once inside this office suite, he said as he looked at me, “Welcome to my world.” He was smiling.” He turned to lock the door to the office suite. I was nervous but was beginning to like him. I was relieved to not see anyone else. My fears started to subside. I smile and reply, “It’s nice to finally meet you Brian.” He said, “You too! I was hoping you wouldn’t back out on me as a few others have done.”

There were several desks in the suite. He showed me his desk. He said, “Well, this is where I spend my workdays. Not very exciting is it?” I said, “Well, it pays the bills right?” He nodded his head yes. It was a rather large suite separated only by some small cubicles. I couldn’t help but notice there was a sofa. It looked like a sleeper sofa. We chatted for a few minutes trying to break the ice as they say.

I asked him what time his workday ends. He said, “Officially, 6:00p but sometimes longer depending on clients.” I notice a ring on his finger and asked. “I take it you’re married? He hesitated a moment looking down and answered, “Yeah.” I asked, “To a woman? ” He replied, “Yes.” I know he noticed a ring on my finger too and asked me the same question, I said, “Yes, I’m married and also to a woman.”

After hearing him talk about how things are with his marriage I said,” It sounds like you’re not totally happy in your marriage either.” He nodded and agreed. Then he said, “But I’m happy now that I met you Mike!” I looked up and when our eyes met, we both smiled. I thought to myself, could this be the fresh start I was looking for?

It was now 5:00p. He went to draw the blinds closed and dimmed the lights low. I wondered what he was planning to do next? He came closer to me and said, “Mike, come with me.” He extended his hand to mine and led me to the sofa. He was definitely the aggressor at this point. And my cock was showing signs of approval.

He was on my left as we took a seat on the office sofa. We talked a bit more about things in general. He said he had 2 teenage boys. I told him I had yet to have kids. Our eyes met with more than a curious stare as we both wanted more than to just talk. I asked him, “What about your work?” He said, “I’ve done all I need to do as far as clients are concerned for today. So, I have no worries.”

He asked me, “How late can you stay?” I replied, “I can hang around until 8:30p the latest as my Wife gets home about 9:30p.” He smiled again. My apartment was only about 15 minutes from his office. Brian moved closer to me. I knew what was going to happen next. He was feeling confident and leaned over and held my face in his hands gave me a kiss. His hands were soft too.

For Escort Denizli a man, he was so, so gentle with me. His lips were so soft too. This was my very first kiss from a man. It felt like I was getting kissed for the very first time ever! I was getting harder by the moment. Our lips met again as we shared another slow kiss. It was delicious! Then he put his arms around me.

I grew even more nervous. But I put my arms around him as well. We embraced and gazed into each other’s eyes. We were both excited to say the least. He continued his advances on me, and while we were kissing with my eyes closed, I soon felt his hand reaching down to unbutton my jeans. My heart raced. OMG!

I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. I grabbed his hand and said, “Oh Brian please, stop.” He looked at me and with a puzzled look and asked, “Why not? It’s obvious you’re comfortable with me right? Do you not find me attractive?” I said, “I am attracted to you and I am comfortable with you Brian but, I’m afraid too.”

He comforted me with his soft voice saying, “You have nothing to be afraid of as it’s just you and me here. I’ll be gentle and if you don’t want me to go further, I’ll stop I promise.” I closed my eyes again. We shared another passionate kiss. We broke our kiss. I opened my eyes. He then got on his knees facing me. He looked up at me wanting a sign of my approval.

I nodded yes. He unzipped and pulled my skinny jeans down with both his hands and out of the way enough to fully expose my pink panties. He smiled and licked his lips. I always wore women’s panties and it was something my Wife didn’t object to. That’s one thing she and I had in common.

My heart raced even faster. My satin panties barely concealed my throbbing cock. Brian began touching and massaging my cock through the thin material. He got up and we locked lips again. I got even harder instantly. He went back on his knees and pulled my cock out. I about blew my load. Wow! Then he slid my panties down further. Finally, there it was, my throbbing cock was set free from the confines of my soaked panties!

I looked at his eyes and knew he was pleased as he smiled even more as he licked his lips again. I began breathing faster and harder as did he. It was clear; he wanted me. He was delighted to see how big my cock was. He slowly licked the head of my cock. He licked along the length from my ball sack to the head. I was circumcised which made things even better for both of us in my opinion.

He wrapped his mouth around my engorged cock. I felt my cock slowly go in and out of his hungry mouth. I let out a moan. Not only had I kissed a man for the first time but another man was sucking me for the first time. Having Brian suck me felt so much better than when I sucked my own cock. Oh, my! It felt so good to be with Brian.

I now knew what it felt like to be kissed and sucked by another man. I was trembling. My cock responded to his every move. Oh my, my. I was about to explode when I got scared and told him, “No, Brian please.” He withdrew my cock from his mouth. He let me up and stopped as he promised sensing my mood. I apologized again saying, “It’s not you Brian. I’m sorry but I have to go.” I could tell he was rather disappointed. I said goodbye and got dressed and made my way out the door.

On the way home I knew I wanted to be with him again. All I could think of was Brian. How soft lips were, to kiss and how his lips felt on my cock. I loved his smile, his gentle touch and his warm embrace. I was upset at myself for leaving him like that. How could I do that to him? Crap! Not only did he want me but I knew for certain now, I wanted him.

I just hoped he would still want to see me again. But would he?

To be cont’d.

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