I remember the first girl who took me in the ass. It had been years since I lost my virginity, and it was always hard enough getting girls to take me all the way up their pussy without the pressure and weight of it being too overwhelming. So anal was a no go, no way, no how. I always wanted to know what it would be like to fuck a tight ass with my cock, which I by now knew to be monstrous, but I was basically resigned to it never happening.



This all changed when I was introduced to Jen, a slender and lanky blonde with a pretty, Spanish looking face, and very pert features (both her tits and her ass were so juicy they looked practically bolted on, although they were evidently real!). It was the years after college, and the atmosphere in our social group was rife with experimentation. I forget how the message was first passed, but it came to light that Jen had something of a degradation fetish - in fact, she could only get off when sex scared or hurt her. Far be it from me to psychoanalyze her, but I think that’s what she needed to conquer her own inhibition and ride the waves of intensity toward sexual pleasure and expression.



Anyway, Jen saw a couple photos of my cock that were going around the friend group (yep), and another mutual friend of ours essentially brokered an anal sex romp. I had never been in a girl’s ass before, and I was so excited in the days prior to our meeting that my heart was literally palpitating. I don’t know what she was going through. But on the appointed day and time of our meeting, the doorbell to my apartment rang, and sure enough, there she was. She wore a blue little tank top that flashed a nice amount of cleavage, and pink hot pants that were very hard for me to take my eyes off of. She wasn’t a big talker, more of a doer, but she noticed my obvious interest in her body. With the apartment door safely shut, she bent down on her knees and wiggled her tight shorts at me.



“I want you to be my master. And I want to be your anal whore, daddy.”



This practically knocked the wind out of me, but I tried my best to keep my cool. My cock was stiffening considerably now, pushing hard against my pants. She sat her bubble butt down onto her feet, having kicked off her shoes revealing cute socks. She gave me a nod of encouragement and I began to play with her ass cheeks, kneading them and spanking them a little. I pulled her hair back a little bit and kissed her hard on the mouth. At that very moment I grabbed her politely but firmly by the neck in a way I thought she would like, and stood her up. As she moaned and writhed, standing against the wall, I buried my face in her ass which was still being hugged tightly by those little hot pants. She giggled, squirmed and moaned against my lips. Quickly, her shorts slid down exposing a set of sheer pink hip hugging underwear. Her ass looked even more ridiculously amazing, and I felt like a god, or at least as lucky as one. I began to kiss around the hem of her underwear, sometimes moving beneath it, kissing her asshole (it was clean, fresh and delicious!) and occasionally darting my tongue downward toward her pussy, which would make her flinch and moan.



I couldn’t resist but to keep smacking her ass. “Smack it harder,” she whispered, biting her lip. I smacked it harder. “Harder, master.” I felt self conscious about going too hard, and I was still adjusting to my natural dom sexual personality. But I kept smacking her ass cheeks harder, reddening them, as she moaned. I noticed her eyes tearing a little bit, but she kept them mostly shut and seemed to be in some kind of ecstasy. At that moment I took control.



“Crawl toward me, whore.”



Obediently, without missing a beat, she began to crawl across the apartment floor towards me.



“Wiggle that ass while you crawl toward your master.” She did so, following me to the living room couch, which she obediently hopped onto and thrust her perky little ass in my face again. I kept smacking it and kissing it. I was in heaven. Just wheN I thought things couldn’t get any better, she began to fiddle with my pants. She could feel my monster bulging out of them, and it was certainly interesting her. I took the opportunity to tear down her underwear, and exposed her beautiful ass and pussy for all the angels to see. I began to stroke her clit and finger her pussy. She stopped what she was doing and moaned. While she was stopping, I licked my pointer finger, coating it thickly in saliva and began to work it into her little asshole.



By now, she was hungrily unzipping my pants. My cock popped out with a sproing, as it always does. She gaped at it wide-eyed. “It’s bigger than it looked in the pictures,” she gulped. I giggled, flattered as ever. And, as always happens, she immediately put her mouth on it, checking its dimensions for herself in the most tactile way imaginable. I reclined in absolute ecstasy, lightly fingering her asshole while she sucked on my cock, which was getting harder and harder. She was stroking it with both of her hands too while she sucked it, and the feeling of her satiny blonde hair cascading down on it and my thighs was almost too much to handle. I pushed head down as far as she could go, which was only about half way before she choked. But was a good choke. We both felt it. I kept playing with her ass and pussy as she sucked me expertly. Too turned on to restrain myself, I held her hair and began to thrust upward into her mouth and throat. She gagged, burbled and moaned, and the sounds of her glorious struggle were delicious feeling on my cock.



I kept on throat fucking her for a little while. When she couldn’t take any more, she gently pushed my hips down and sucked just the head of my cock for a while, very lovingly. This was one of the best moments. So simple, so pleasurable, so rare. I could see her glossy red lipstick as her lips were stretched to their capacity just taking in my cock head. What a sight; if I could share it with you-



“Master, I can’t suck you anymore. I need to feel your monster cock inside me.”



“Okay, whore. Straddle me.”



She did, with wide legs, and lowered herself down on my cock which was now at full gargantuan power, standing in wait to feel inside of her. She lowered herself down onto me. My mushroom head caught her pussy lips and didn’t fit in at first at all - but she moved her hips expertly, applied some awfully sexually persuasion and her pussy lips began to part or me. Within another fifteen seconds, my head had popped inside her. She yelped, moaned, wide eyed. She put her hands on my thighs to steady herself and prevent it from going too deep too fast. As I sensed her obvious trepidation, I began to wonder - does this whore really need it in the ass?



But she was a good whore, and willing to work for it, and she moved up and down me over and over again, taking me a little more each time. The sight of her tight pussy lips swallowing my cock tighter than any condom I’d ever tried to fit on made it hard not to bust immediately. Finally, like the good whore she was, she basically bottomed out. She let out a combination of a yell and a moan. I’d been to this point with other women, and seen them tap out. To my surprise, Jen started to bounce up and down on me quickly, pushing through the pain, pushing through the difficulty. It was so intense. She made fierce eye contact with me and continued to bounce up and down on my monster cock, her legs still straddling me widely. After a second, she had to slow down, and took me all the way a few strokes, but slowly and softly. At that point I noticed my dick was covered in her white pussy cream. I slapped her ass, grabbed it and made her bounce more quickly again. We were both moaning and gasping.



She had to get off for a second and reorient herself in a slightly less acrobatic standard cowgirl. Once I was inside her, she put her hands on my chest and started to ride me hard. The fit was so tight. I could tell it hurt her. But I could also tell she loved it. “Fuck me, master,” she whined sexily at me. It occurred to me that she was still doing most of the fucking. But that was just fine with me, watching her tight little creamy pussy bounce up and down on my endowment. I kept smacking her ass, and started thrusting back upwards, hard. It became so intense for her she had to bury her face in the couch, whining and crying out as I impaled her little pussy. It was so wet, so creamy, I could tell she was enjoying every inch of painful intensity.



“Keep riding me, whore!”



“Yes, master,” she quavered, but this time she wasn’t as good as her word. She got off me for a second, looked me in the eye with an expression that said “FUCK!”, and sat there on the couch, rocking back and forth and catching her breath. I took the opportunity to stand and present my cock to her again, which she took and began obediently sucking, this time just the head and a little more. That wasn’t enough for me, and I pushed her down again to her limit, which seemed to be about halfway. I could tell it was a struggle for her, but that’s what she had wanted. And when I let go my hands, she kept sucking and stroking me hungrily, making desperately sexy eye contact with me as she did so. I stroked her hair and kept pushing her soft lips onto my cock.



When I couldn’t wait anymore, I bent her over the couch so I could take her, standing from behind. I slapped her ass a couple more times. I could feel her quivering nerves. It was time to cut the shit, and do what we came here to do. A novice, I angled my throbbing pulsating cock toward her perfect little anus. She looked me in the eye with a combination of fear, respect and lust. And I went for it. Pouring a nice dollop of lube on, I slid the head of my cock in. In all my furtive anal explorations, that was as far as I had ever gotten, and it had always ended before it began. This time, I was determined to complete what I had started. I pushed the head in and her entire body stiffened and she stood up straight and yelped in pain.



“Yes. You’re such a good whore for your master.”



She moaned and whined some more, but she didn’t stop me. I pulled her hair a little and worked the head of my cock around in a tiny circle. She groaned deeply. Then I began to fuck her ass. She wasn’t an anal virgin, but it was clear she had never taken anything like me in there before. She shut her eyes, like she could barely engage with the reality of what was happening. As I started to fuck her, at first gently and then increasing in intensity, she couldn’t stop herself from pushing me back a few times. I thought this might be coming to an end, like the other times. Then I heard a noise that surprised me more than anything else:



“Yes, master…”



Her eyes were closed, like she was on some far away plane, and she appeared to be loving the absolute reaming my monster cock was giving her little ass. Encouraged, I started to fuck her a little harder, pinching her ass cheeks as I did so. Then I was pulling her hair with one hand and pushing down on her back with the other as I continued to slide it in and out. Her moans rose to a scream, and she began to spread her ass cheeks for me with her pretty little fingers, even rubbing her pussy a little bit. This was too much for me to bear, and I started fucking her for real for real. She was fully keeling on the couch and I was standing, and about half my monster cock was buried up her ass sliding in and out while she moaned, whined and cried out feebly. Every time I thought she was about to make me stop, she’d fuck me back a little bit, or pull my hips toward her. Time stood still in that moment. It was one of the most outrageous sexual experiences of my life.



It was time for me to take over once and for all now, and I pushed her head down onto the couch and started putting more of myself in…maybe three quarters now. I kept holding her hips, fucking her. Somehow, as much as she whined in protest and even seemed to sob sometimes, she kept fucking me back, that unyielding primordial hip movement that says “Fuck me master, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”



I wanted to make her whore for me a little more so I roughly pulled her up, knelt her on the ground and fed her my cock some more. This time I was really throat fucking her, and she was gagging and tearing, but this was what we were both here for. I felt like an animal, and she was my animal. When she looked into my eyes, I could have sworn I saw love.



As if to give me everything, she finally stood up and pulled off her tank top, revealing her braless tits, which were essentially perfect, mid sized but full, with beautifully placed erect areoles. I laid her down, this time on the table and spread her legs wide. Taking her hand, I placed it between her legs. Understanding me, she began to stroke her clit, and I eased my cock back into her asshole, this time from the front.I fucked her unyieldingly this time, and I could see the skin around her anus bending against the pressure of my monster. This time, she wanted to see, and she raised her head and watched me pound her, her face a mask of pain, pleasure, fear, excitement and just plain overwhelmed. She yelped and gritted her teeth. I kept fucking her, and began to suck her toes which made their way to my lips. “Ah fuck!” She screamed. “Yes master, fuck me! Punish my asshole!” What could I do but do as she asked? I moaned and fucked her with my entire length now, disappearing inside her in a way I did not know was possible. The pleasure in her moans seemed to increase as she rubbed her pussy rhythmically. I had to pull out for a second cause I was so close to coming. But once I caught my breath I shoved it right back in, bending her knees together to give me full, cruel easy access.



“Oh fuck, master,” she yelled in pain, as I fucked her little ass with all of me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. And the power of the moment? We were both suspended in the electricity of our Dom-sub arrangement. I could have pounded that ass forever in that position, and her mouth gaped wide, screaming and howling with the pain and pleasure of the moment. “Is it good?” I asked. “Oh, yes master,” she gasped out between wails. I kept fucking and fucking and fucking. My balls were slapping her ass cheeks now - it was the deepest I had been. But all things must pass, and it was time to move again.



We laid on the couch in a spooning position, and I worked myself back into her ass. This time I let her do most of the moving as I kneaded her beautiful tits and kissed her body up and down. She was wailing and moaning and her pleasure was unbelievable. She grabbed one of my hands and placed it on her pussy while she kept fucking my rod with her ass. She turned her pretty little face to kiss me. And at that moment, I felt her cum, her entire body convulsing in shakes and her screams rising to a fever pitch. With the sensitivity of the orgasm, she kept trying to move my fingers away from her pussy now, but I was unrelenting and kept rubbing and pinching, kept fucking that little ass. Her screams must have been audible 5 apartments away.



She put a willowy arm around my neck, kissed mea again and continued to bounce her ass on my giant cock. This was really something else. I was squeezing her tits, pulling her hair and choking her beautiful lithe neck and she was howling now. I guess she’d had enough, because she suddenly popped onto the floor and began sucking my cock again. By now I could barely take the lead - I was so close to busting. I had to close my eyes to disorient myself from the situation. How did I even get here?



Finally, she climbed back on me one more time, her back to me, my cock up her ass, riding me in reverse cowgirl. “Fuck me, master,” she whined again. I held her hands forcefully, preventing them from moving, holding her in place as she bounced her beautiful ass on my cock. By now most of the pain seemed to have transitioned, and she kept saying “Yes, yes, yes!” I held her in place in the air, controlling her whole body, and began to ream her myself, thrusting up and down. But she was implacable and wouldn’t stop bouncing too. We were locked in a beautiful, intense, fearsome tandem, bouncing and rocking, my 10 inch cock filling her entire asshole. I began to swell the way I do when I’m going to come - it becomes almost scarily big. I could tell she was feeling that, because her cries were becoming higher pitched and more desperate. Still she rode me, and still I fucked her back.



She needed yet another break, and it was back to sucking. I was happy to let her worship my cock. She knew what it was now, she knew what it could do, and she knew what she was worshiping. Once she had sucked for a minute she crawled up me, looked into my eyes hungrily and kissed me deeply on the mouth with tongue. At the same time, she eased herself back onto me, facing me again now, and angled my cock for her pussy again. I guess her ass had had enough. I wasn’t complaining, because her pussy was so tight and wonderful. She put her hands on my shoulders and started riding me aggressively. I could feel every inch of her insides.



“Yes! Aw yes, master,” she continued to scream. I don’t know how long this went on for. It felt like forever and also like an instant. We hadn’t discussed birth control in all our impetuousness, and I could feel the moment getting very close for me. I was getting harder and harder and taking control over her entire body as it rode me, doll-like. Her tits were bouncing in my mouth and I had never been harder. Her cries got louder and louder.



“I’m gonna cum!” I suddenly yelled. As if on cue, she hopped off me, dropped to her knees and began sucking and stroking my cock, which by now was in absolutely enormous condition. The sights of her naughty, pretty eye contact and her lips on my mushroom head were simply too much to bear, and I shot a load all over her lovely lips, down her chin and even into her hair. I came and came and came. Holy shit.



“Was I a good whore, master?” She asked.



“You were a good whore. Now crawl out of here.”



Giggling, she did as she was told. Jen and I met up many more times over the years. But nothing could really beat the shock and awe of that first encounter.

Going to try to keep this going -- let me know what you think! Inspired by parts of my life, based on some real people, but obviously blown way out into fantasy world, as much as I wished for a lot of this to have happened.


PART 1: FIRST DAY

Fresh out of college, after months of living at his parents’ house, Wayne was ecstatic to be starting his first day at work. He had started to think that – thanks to graduating into a looming recession with an English degree – he’d never land a real job. And to get a communications job at one of the hottest startups in the world, one that paid to relocate him to New York City from rural Illinois, felt too good to be true.

Showing up early in his suit and tie, Wayne wanted to make a great first impression. However, as the elevator opened onto the 7th floor open-floor office space, he realized he might have been a little too eager. The office looked completely empty. It was 8:30am – when did people start working in this city? Unsure where to sit, Wayne deposited his bag in one of the reception area chairs and walked down the adjacent hallway in search of the bathroom.

Thankfully he found it fairly easily, and ducked into the surprisingly small men’s room to fix his appearance. It was a hot day in the city, and Wayne was surprised by how humid and sticky the city could get. He checked himself out in the mirror – his sandy blonde hair was darkening with sweat, and beads collected in his stubble. His flushed face accentuated his blue eyes, making him look every bit the Midwestern farm boy his family assumed he would grow up to be, just like every other man in his family. He lifted an arm to check his pit and noticed the first few drops of sweat. “Shit,” he said, and, quickly, he removed his suit jacket, untied his tie, and unbuttoned his button-down. Without even considering the fact that he was suddenly stripping to his bare chest on his first day, he grabbed a handful of paper towels and started drying the sweat from his body. In the mirror, he watched himself dab at his toned chest and abs that showed the results of years spent in division 1 tennis tournaments. He dabbed the paper towel along the treasure trail of light brown hair that drifted below his pants. He unbuckled his belt and opened the front of his pants to attempt to dry down there a bit, too.

Suddenly, and as he should have predicted, the bathroom door swung open like a gunshot, making Wayne jump. A huge figure stepped through the doorway, immediately recognizable to Wayne. In his customary uniform of gray pants and a tight black T-shirt, Evan Legano – billionaire, frequent Forbes coverboy, and owner and CEO of this very company – appeared every bit the powerhouse as he did on TV and Twitter. He was bigger than the photos and videos suggested, over 6 feet, the kind of rugby player/movie star body you can only get through blessed genetics and one of the planet’s most expensive personal trainers. His salt-and-pepper, perfectly-coiffed hair and stubble showed, now that Wayne was up-close, no signs of the rumored hair transplant he got when he turned 40. His chest and arms bulged from under the tight black shirt as he strode into the bathroom. Wayne was suddenly very aware of how small the bathroom was – just two urinals and a single stall. He froze, one hand holding his pants open, the other buried in his own crotch.

“Well, now I know why they keep saying I should hire an HR person,” Evan said, while sauntering over to one of the urinals. Wayne gulped as he heard the slow slide of a zipper, followed by the heavy stream of piss into the urinal. He knew he’d be working for this man, but he really didn’t think Evan spent any actual time at the office. Didn’t he pay people to work while he flew around the world with various models? And now here he was – a legitimate billionaire, one of the most famous men in the world, with his penis out in the same room as Wayne.

“I’m sorry, sir. The heat, I wasn’t expecting to get so sweaty” Wayne offered, half-heartedly. He quickly threw on his button-down and tucked it back into his pants.

The sound of splashing stopped and, over his shoulder in the mirror’s reflection, Wayne saw Evan’s arm and back moving as the billionaire shook himself dry over the urinal. Turning around and approaching the sinks, he looked directly at Wayne in the mirror as he zipped himself up. Wayne quickly averted his eyes from the man’s crotch, but not before noticing a tuft of dark hair inside the open fly.

“That’s why none of us dress like that,” Evan said, and without warning he reached across and grabbed the hem of Wayne’s unbuttoned dress shirt. He rubbed the material between his thumb and index finger, appreciating it. Evan, already hot, felt the heat of Wayne’s hand against his chest, the motion of his thumb rubbing against his exposed chest hairs. He felt his cock begin to stir in his pants and he began to panic. “It is a nice shirt, though. You new?”

“Yes, sir. Wayne, communications,” Wayne stammered. His cock continued to swell, straining against his boxer briefs. He knew his 6.5” dick wasn’t big enough to be obvious in regular pants, but in these thin dress pants he couldn’t be sure he didn’t have a thick bulge running down the side of his thigh at this point. He was too afraid to look down and check.

“Wayne, huh?” Evan said, letting go of the shirt and stepping back. He looked Wayne up and down – did he hesitate over the crotch area or was that Wayne’s imagination? – and smirked. “Redneck name but a nice suit. ” And with that rude comment, the billionaire walked out of the bathroom, leaving Wayne to stare at himself in the mirror and breathe until his cock went back down so he could start his first day.

An Older Guy in the Office.

Chapter One


It was Wednesday... it was June 1976....I sat at my desk in the Accounts Dept... high up on the top floor of Burlington House office block. The sun was shining through the plate glass windows.....it was a fabulous, summer's day out there in the green Cheshire countryside.
I'd been working for Robinson's Foods for nearly 3 months.... I was "settling in ." as they say. It was a good job but did I want to spend the rest of my life stuck in an office ? when I could be out in the Mediteranean working on a cruise liner...or perhaps working in Switzerland or America... there were so many options and possibilities . ... I was 22 years old, if I did nt do something with my life in my 20s.... when the hell would I do it ? .

With that frustrating thought in my mind I walked over to the filing cabinet and gazed out of the window at the green Cheshire countryside way down below. Out in the far distance I could see the blue green Pennine Hills known as the ...Backbone of England... I turned and looked over to the north... 20 miles in that direction lay the urban sprawl of Manchester... perhaps the 2nd city in England.... after London of course !

It was 1976 ... Brotherhood of Man had won the Eurovision Song Contest with their catchy song.... Save Your Kisses for Me.... It was also the year of Punk.
Safety pins had become a fashion item.... the youth of Britain were buying into the boorish and gross punk scene championed by the aweful Sex Pistols who seemed to be on a mission to put end pop music once and for all. Fortunately there were still groups around like ...Abba... who were flying the flag for real... quality pop music....
in fact they had taken over where the Beatles left off !

We did nt know it but we were at the start of a long, hot summer in the UK .... a summer which would turn into the worst drought for 250 years. Day after day of hot sunshine and no rain would turn the grass to yellow straw and dry up our rivers and reservoirs . Meanwhile.... over in America Jimmy Carter had become the new President... the first Southerner to take the job since the Civil War.
Here I was... stuck in an office with the sound of typewriters in my ear ... while out there in the lush, green fields of Cheshire.... the sun was shining... the birds were
singing.... and all was well with the world.

That Wednesday dragged on in the usual routine ... then at 3 o clock the tea lady appeared. A cup of tea... a 10 minute break... time to read my Daily Mail Newspaper !
At 10 past 3 I nipped along he corridor to the loo. There was a guy in there standing at the latrines with grey hair aged about 55. I did nt know him but I recognized him to be from the Transport Dept on the ground floor. As I stood at the latrine I noticed in the corner of my eye that he had an erection.
He was looking at the wall then he turned slightly to look in my direction.
The thought of his erect cock gave me a rush and I found myself getting a huge erection. He began slowly stroking his cock with his right hand...... I did the same and
turned slightly to let him get a better view of my cock.
He moved over and took hold of my cock in his right hand. Any minute someone could walk in ... I thought to myself.... and catch us together.... but it was worth the risk. I was excited to have met a guy who likes cock fun... a guy working in the same office block.
His cock was bigger than mine and slightly thicker... I was impressed ! Eventually he put it away and zipped up. " Same time next Friday ? " he asked
"Yes" I said nodding my head. " Dont forget " he said with a wink then he left the toilets leaving me there with a huge erection.

Back in the office I could nt stop thinking about the grey haired guy from the Transport Dept. I could nt wait till Friday and the chance of another meet up with him and some more cock fun. I sat at my desk and looked around... most of the guys in the Accounts Office were middle aged... married with a wife and family to support. There were a few middle aged women... a couple of them still single.
That night, lying in bed I could nt stop fanticising about my brief encounter with the guy from the Transport Dept.... I got an erection and whacked one off into a tissue. I lay back on the pillow and thought about Friday and our next meet up.

Back then in 1976 I was a big fan of David Bowie, I had his LP... Ziggy Stardust. Bowie had come out to the Pop Press as being gay....so many of his songs on Ziggy seemed homo erotic ... he was a big inspiration to young guys like me who were thinking that way.
The 1960s had all been about testosterone...young guys in pop groups singing to their main audience.... teenage girls. Now in the glam rock 70s things were changing.... pop groups were wearing make up... even sometimes like Bowie... wearing dresses. So many young guys back then were experimenting with make up and even getting a cheap thrill from wearing stockings and suspenders.

As Ray Davies sang in his famous song....

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
Its a mixed up...muddled up shook up world... so is Lola !

At home in my flat I had an acoustic guitar and could knock out a few Beatle songs ... even a few Bowie songs from his Ziggy LP.... all I needed was my own backing group !

Friday afternoon soon came around and the tea lady appeared on cue at 3 o clock. At 10 past 3 I made my way along the corridor to the staff toilets.
I opened the door to find the place empty... what a disappointment ! Maybe he was late ?
I stood at the latrines and slowly stroked my cock ... in no time I had an erection. Suddenly one of the cubicle doors behind me began to open..... I looked round to see that middle aged guy with grey hair. He stood there, his trousers pulled down... his cock and balls hanging over his red pants.
Once more I got to feel his lovely cock. " If anyone comes in," he said
"just walk into the next cubicle and close the door. "
He then handed me a piece of paper with his name, address and phone number...
his name was ... Bill Stephens. I put the paper into my back pocket...
"You ve got my address, " said Bill, " why dont you come over on Saturday afternoon ? he asked.
I hesitated, I did nt expect that invite, it was all a bit sudden... I hardly knew the guy. "No I m doing a bit of decorating this weekend... " I lied.
"No problem ," said Bill as his hand continued to wank my cock.
I felt his thick, hard cock... I even went down and sucked it for a while and felt his hands on the back of my head.
"You really know how to pleasure a guy ," he said as I stood up and took his cock in my right hand.

It was a nice session... it was good to meet up with Bill again.
All too soon I was back at my desk... back to the grind I had a lot to think about, a lot to look back on. I took out the piece of paper and read the address.... 18 Woodford Road.... I knew exactly where that was...in my mind I saw a leafy suburb and lots of detached houses.... it was not far from Hampton Mere a popular tourist area.

At home in my flat that night I half regretted that I d refused Bills invite for a Saturday visit. I thought of phoning him to tell him I d changed my mind ! but in the end I decided to leave things as they were.

To be continued.......

Hi everyone, I'm back again with yet another great experience that I've had with the guys. This one involved six of the guys and the wife. As always we always talk beforehand of what we would like to do or try out. This time the guys really just wanted to use me in any way possible and really stick to what we have always been doing. Some of those things were anal, ass to mouth, double anal, peeing and some other little rough stuff. So the night before I slept over at the couple's house, the hubby was not there as he was on a trip. The wife and I got the whole house to ourselves as we did from time to time. So I arrived at their house around 3:30 or 4:00 in the afternoon. We decided to tease the guys on the group chat by sending little video clips of the wife sucking me, teasing my ass and me doing the same to her. We love to get the guys extra horny this fine advance, they only come at around noon the next day.

The wife and I also like to tease each other but not lead each other into an orgasm. We did end up putting butt plugs on each other as we did a couple of things that evening. We did end up going into the shower towards the end of the night where we did end up peeing on each other. One part that was actually really interesting was when the wife put me in pile driver to lick my ass and then told me to pee on myself. We did like to spend a lot of time in the shower and it wasn't to clean each other but once we got to cleaning we slowly headed off the bed. Once in bed we had a little bit more fun, she sucked me and I licked her in the 69 position, we made out and slowly fell asleep. I'm going to bed horny is always the best way to wake up the next morning if you get what I mean.

The next morning I woke up before her so I teased her pussy by gently rubbing my fingers over it. After a few minutes or so she woke up with a smile on her face and we kissed, wish good morning to each other and I continued to tease her but this time with my mouth. Her hips moved as your hands grab my head from the excitement that she was having. She moaned more and more as her pussy got more and more wet, and then I decided to just stop and she smirked. '' you are such a tease '' she said. I slapped her butt and then went up the kiss her and said '' you too ''.

We got up from bed and did our morning routine as we also prepared for the guys to arrive. Just before the guys arrived the wife had picked out an outfit for me to wear. She wanted me to wear white heels with white stockings, one of her yellow bras and yellow holster for the stocking, and no underwear. She said '' you always look good in my clothes, but I don't think they will stay on you for long ''. When I was fully dressed she sent a picture to the guys and they were about an hour from arriving. I stayed up in the bedroom and kept texting on the group chat until I could hear a few guys at a time arriving at the front door. I could hear them as they went down to the basement and started chatting and laughing. On all the guys arrived the wife came up to the bedroom to come and get me and deliver me to the guys in the basement.

As I walked down the steps the guys were all standing in the basement naked with their cocks out nice and hard. I got straight on my knees towards the middle of them and they surrounding me. As they surrounded me I open my mouth to receive them and suck on them as my hands also guide themselves to two other cocks to stroke them at the same time. The guys were definitely horny as a cocks were rock hard. I was super horny as well that's why I was sucking them as hard and as deeply as I could. I moved from one cock to the other on my knees as I gagged myself on each of them. On one of the bigger guys I like to start from the top and go all the way down in one shot nice and slow and hold it. That big cock filled my throat and made me gag pretty hard and when I gagged I moved on to the next one which was a little bit smaller and that one I liked to go completely in and out continuously until I got some more. Some of the guys also like to just take control and shoved both their cocks in my mouth at the same time. When I would pull back out I would grab each of the cocks and gag on each of them separately. I really loved to suck these cocks as it made me even more horny but we weren't even 10 minutes into the fun before some of the guys said they really had to pee. So they placed me in the middle of the pool and two of the guys just peed on my face and in my mouth. I could feel the warm pee hitting my face and into my mouth and then spill onto my body and the wife's clothes. Soon enough a third guy also joined in to pee on me, whatever I could catch into my mouth I tried to swallow. I was already soaked and I loved it then one of the guys removed the bra off of me and slap my face as they called me a whore. The wife then took the bra put it in the pool of pee and then run it over my face for it to drain unto me. She did this a few times before the guys started making me gag on their cocks.

The guys got me from behind the head as he thrusted their cock into my throat and then alternated from one to the next. The moment as I was able to get the whole cock in and hold it there for a good 20 seconds. They kept me on my knees for quite a while sucking on them and gagging on them as they made more of a mess of me. The saliva was oozing out of my mouth and onto my body. The guys also slap my face when they would pull out their cocks from my mouth and then pass me to the next guy. Then one of the guys brought me to the couch and put me in doggy to fuck me in my ass. He eased the cock in at the start but then quickly up his pace once he was in. The guy surrounded me for me to suck them as some others lined up behind to fuck my ass next. The guys did not let up on the gagging as I got fucked. When the first guy pulled out of my ass he made me gape and then slapped me on my ass before the next guy came in to fuck me. The wife was taking pictures and video and sending it over to the hubby. I was moaning as I was getting fucked as a guy was grabbing me from my hips and forcing my ass onto his cock when he pulled out he said I had a nice gape. The guys did rotate to fuck me, I was also horny as I was also forcing myself to fuck them and bounce myself on their cock.

The guys switch position where one guy went on the couch on his back and I mounted on him with my back facing him. He slit his cock into my ass and fucked as I continue to suck the guy that surrounded me. I was able to bounce on him as well until he pulled off for me to show my gape to the wife was taking a photo. When we went back down he slit his cock back into my ass and a second guy came to slowly put his cock in my ass too. These were two of the bigger guys and it was tough at first. I moaned quite a bit but then got used to it I went back to sucking the cock that was right in front of my face. I sucked the cock a little bit and then filled my ass expand even more as they went deeper when they pulled out they made me gape again and my ass tried to go back and shrink to its original size not even 20 seconds later the guy below me put his cock back in my ass and another guy went to fucked as well at the same time. The second guy was a little bit smaller so it was a little bit easier and i was able to give the cocks a good sucking. The wife also decided to stroke me as I was in this position with my legs open wide. After a few more switches some of the other guys needed to pee.

They placed me on the ottoman on my back as I got fucked in missionary two of the guys started to pee on me. The guy fucked me went pretty hard and I loved it especially as I was getting the warm pee all over my face and body. One of the guys had a really hard stream and I sort of guide on it as you really aimed to the back of my throat. The guys were able to also slow down the pit to make it last a little bit longer before a third guy also joined in to pee they also fed me their cocks after the pee was done. What I like most of this position is that I was able to stroke the cocks and feel them touching my cheeks and I could just turn around and suck them anytime they wanted me to or I wanted to. The guys are also holding up my legs every time somebody would pull out for me to get my ass and it made me feel very vulnerable. The ottoman was a great place for them to fucked hard in the missionary position as they seem to have been getting great leverage and angles. I also enjoyed it when some of the guys pulled the cock completely out and completely in with every stroke, my ass was expanding and Contracting to accept the cock at every single stroke.

When the guys were satisfied enough we went back to the couch in the same position as before as one of the guys said '' you need to take the two cocks better than you did before ''. The rest of them and the wife all agreed. So I mounted the guy that was lying down and his second guy went up my ass, it seemed like it was a little bit easier than before maybe because my ass was able to open up a little bit. I was still moaning and sucking the cocks at the same time but everyone saw that the cocks were going deeper into my ass and I was able to focus more on the sucking and gagging of the ones around my face. It was such an amazing view for me seeing the guy pound my ass right in front of me and the other cocks surrounding me and holding my legs up.

In the next position to the guys lay down on the floor and interlock their legs for me to sit on their cocks as I squatted down and put my hands on the couch behind me. This was a nice position for the view and it also had different angles in my ass. Two of the cocks continue to feed me as they forcefully made me suck on them, when it came time to gape they pushed me off the two cocks and laid me in missionary on the couch with my legs up as one of the two guys I was sucking went the fuck my ass. Then the other guy that I was sucking also went to fuck my ass as he first got pulled out. He pounding much harder than the first guy and then when he was done they made me sit on two other guys back in the position I was in before. The wife said '' you look like a real fucking whore with those stockings and those heels still on you ''. The two guys that I had just finished fucking from before came to feed me their cocks right out of my ass. They also kept on slapping my face and my chest hard, the both of them. The guys at the same as before and push me onto the couch and missionary when they were done fucking me as the other two took turns to fuck me individually. When they put me back down in the two next guys it was the two bigger guys from before and I squatted down on their cocks and swallowed them up into my ass as I was sucking on the other two that just pulled out. I really did enjoy bouncing on them and controlling the speed, I like the multitasking of fucking and sucking at the same time. The wife then said '' seems like you're having all the fun, now it's time for them to start fucking you again ''.

The guys then placed me missionary on the couch and fucking hard in my ass as I sucked on a few others. Then they decided to give me two in my ass in this position, so one guy squatted down to shove his cock in my ass as a second I went behind him shove his in. My ass was expanding so much as these were two different angles that made it open up my O-ring. Some of the guys that I was sucking were pulling my legs so far back that my ass was in the air almost in a pile driver position and when the guys pulled out my gape was wide enough for the wife to put a finger in my ass without it touching.

The guys then decide to switch position and I mounted one guy facing him as he shoved his cock in my ass and his second guy went behind me to fuck me. The guys knew that this is one of my more favorite positions as I was able to take the cocks deeper and harder while sucking on the others. The guys kept a good rotation going and they kept feeding my cocks out of my ass as they replenish the ones that just left my ass. Feeling the guys holding me down with their big strong hands Force the cocks deeper and deeper into my ass was great. Also having the guys grab the back of my head and hold it down to the bottom of their cock as I gagged more and more. They kept making comments like '' that's a good whore '' '' we need to stretch all your holes '' '' take it like a slut '' they use this position for quite a while as it satisfied many of them at once. Then they please me in doggy where two guys went up my ass as my face was down on the couch and I stroke a third cock. This position was great for the guys as they were both able to thrust and they time to pretty well as one guy went in the other one guy was pulling out and vice versa it was like a well-oiled machine except it was in my ass. When one of the guys pulled out he sat down right beside my face and tilted his cock right into my mouth as another one filled up my ass. The wife then said '' that's perfect that shut him up from all that moaning '' the guy was sort of humping my face and as the two guys pulled out they made a comment on my gape once again it seemed like it was getting bigger and bigger. The guys have been fucking me for about an hour right now and I also had to pee as they tend to be hitting my bladder when they fucked me.



The wife said that she wanted my pee so they placed me in doggy on the ottoman, as one guy fucked me slowly in my ass and another also peed in my mouth I peed on the wife who was below me. I can feel the guy behind me grabbing onto the holster strap and tightening it around my waist as he fucked me. The wife was very happy to get my pee on her and she came back up to spit some of it on my face and then kiss me then one of the guys put my head down on the ottoman with my ass up in the air as he gagged me. By the end each of my hands were stroking a cock as one guy was fucking my ass and forcing another down my throat I could also feel some of the guys cock slapping me on my back and my butt. I love the feeling of rock hard cops surrounding me touching my body and slapping me. Whenever each of the guys will pull out they would make me get my ass before the next guy would go in I loved this type of treatment the guys were getting rougher and rougher but I could also tell they were getting closer and closer to cumming. One part I like a lot was when one guy came right up my ass on my face and in my mouth. I squirted the cum out of my ass as I stretched open my hole then another guy went up my ass to fucked for a little and cum. I squirted this load out as well and then the guys told me to lick it up off the ottoman I loved doing this and being a real whore. As I was licking the come off the ottoman one guy went behind me to fuck me and just as I finished looking up most of the cum one guy came to me and came straight in my mouth. I swallowed every last drop and then the guy pulled out of my ass to then bring it to my mouth for me to swallow his cum too. The rest of the guys also came directly into my mouth for me to swallow their cum.

This was such a fun little get together and it brought us back to the good old days where we just fucked like crazy and just did what we wanted. The wife and I then headed upstairs to get cleaned up and then to have the fun of our own for the next half hour so as the guys cleaned up.

Morning everyone, I was reading through some of these stories and they're HOTT. I thought it would be cool if we could get a thread started where we kind of wrote a story inspired by your LPSG pics and everyone built off of the last one. Like to start someone would write something about me and then the next person would either continue or include themselves in the story too. That way it builds and grows.

first story written bit slow at the start but hopefully will have you wanting more, feel free to comment enjoy





In USA we have Matt, Matt is a 37 year old construction worker turned sales man for a big construction company. Matt was in very good shape from his years of hard work and regularly working out with ripped abs, short dark hair, very little body hair and big piece of meat completing the package. Matt had a hot girlfriend Kristy 25 pretty dark blonde hair, perfect height, legs that went on forever (Matt loved those long legs), perfect bubble butt nice perky C cups. They had been fucking for about a year and Matt was growing bored he loved fucking Kristy but she never liked doing it as much anymore she was occupied being at University and working nights at a Bar. Since Matt had started getting adventurous he started letting guys hitting on him at the gym suck on his cock and swallow his cum even finally sucking a few himself not minding it all but liked to be in control and dominant more. Finally Matt was fucking a few guys here and there, getting sucked off regularly and occasionally getting some from his girlfriend all whom could never believe how much cum his big balls produced and unleashed upon them this was nothing he always thought. Still after awhile Matt found himself looking for more something new so he became a member on a adult site (LPSG) and started dirty talking to anyone putting up hot pictures of his massive member and ass he always kept shaved. He had fun on the site met few people mainly blokes offering to suck or bottom for him, Matt was still looking for more.


In Australia there’s Scott, 23 slim but 6ft tall, short dark blonde hair and a cock that his body made look even bigger than it really was still a respectable 8 inch long 6inch round. Scott didn’t have a good paying job but got to travel for weeks at a time. Scott was having a dry patch barley able to go out and all his friends travelling, getting married even having kids no one wanted to go out. On a trip to Perth Scott grew bored stuck in his hotel for a week mini bar long gone so he got on his lap top and found himself on a adult site that he quickly became a member of hoping to get onto some chicks and finally get laid again. He had time so he shaved his balls and the very little hair he had on his ass and posted pictures on his site making sure to leave out his face instantly getting nice complements and msgs. Only problem most nearly all of these from men still after the initial shock Scott found he was actually happy and turned on to be getting all the kind words compliments a compliment right. One guy immidietly got Scotts attention praising him on his long legs and buddle butt saying what he would love to do to Scott it was our Matt. At first Scott was taken aback by Matts bluntness but also loving the attention so told Matt that he’d never been with a guy ever and never had anything near his perfectly shaped ass craving Matts attention. Matt quickly slowed up a bit changing his approach after all he wanted/ needed to see how far he could get this to go, Scott was exactly what Matt was looking for.


After a few days Matt and Scott were now exchanging dirty messages jerking each other saying what they would do to one another. Matt soon had Scotts curious side out coaxing him telling him how they would service each other and Matt would open up his tight virgin ass and fill it. Scott was still unsure he he could ever actually be with a guy but loved jerking to the dirty messages so kept it all going. Matt posted more pics this time showing off his ripped toned body knowing this would really get his new curious friend excited. Scott was instantly hard not even knowing why but couldn’t stop looking at the toned body with a cock nearly matching his only having a bigger head on the end damn that would stretch any hole it enters. Scott then put up more photos this time of that hot bubble butt bent over even showing off his tight unviolated asshole Matt knew then he had to have this perfect virgin ass it would be awhole new experience for both of the he though hed never fucked a virgin guy this young and so hot, Matt had to play his cards carefully this was going to happen.

Scott received the message Matt was going to be in Perth for 2 weeks doing a few hours a week on conferences and said the should catchup in person. Scott was unsure this seemed to real but didn’t know what excuse to make he already said he would be there on the same date. He finally relented saying he would be busy but they could maybe cathup for a beer on night nothing major. This was it Matt could see it now.
Matt got in Thursday night checked out few bars there would have to be drinking then turned in early resisting strippers or chicks wanting to fuck Matt was saving his load for two weeks his balls the biggest the had ever been ready to unleash a bucket load. Scott got in Thursday night but late so went straight to sleep barley thinking of his beer with Matt the next afternoon. 3 o’clock and Scott walks into the bar wearing a blue stripped shirt he said he would but couldn’t see Matt in his black button up. Matt walked out of the toilets after being there early an talking to a few ladies and got the perfect view of Scotts great ass slowly going up behind him Matt whispered to his ear hey hot stuff making him jump only Matt had a tight grip on his waist an instead forced his ass to grind up against his hardening wood and aching balls for a quick bit anyway then releasing him laughing putting Scott at ease enough to just laugh it off time for some drinks Matt declared.

Everyone was drunk by 10 so early but Scott was ready to turn in for the night once again horny with no pussy Matt said they could share a cab, turned out they were at the same hotel not that Scott noticed. When they arrived Matt easily convinced Scott to come in for a night cap. It was warm in the room Scott collapsed on the queen sized bed while Matt instantly stripped down to his jocks instantly grabbing Scotts attention, Scott needed to slow this down an needed to sober up so asked Matt if he could have a shower, sure man go for it ill ring my missus while u do that nice escape Scott thought. Matt walked straight in after a few minutes all done mate mind if I join im stuffed, before Scott replied Matt was right there hard body naked both unable to stop the occasional bump or touch until Scott realized his cock was being stroked with one hand while the other had a firm grip around his slim waste forcing Matts hard cock to rub up and down his ass crack. Both were hard now Matt bigger muscle toned body and Scotts slim slightly shorter frame making Scott realize Matts dominant strength. Matt was still being careful trying to keep his boy relaxed so he got to his knees and kissed the tip of Scotts hard cock throwing in a few licks but not taking much more (he had to keep him wanting more) and slowly started massaging that ass grabbing both cheeks and spreading them exposing that tight virgin hole. Scott had his hands on Matts shoulders wanting to force more of his cock down his throat then he felt those fingers creep to his back passage then gave a slight jump and yelp as a lubed up finger entered his ass much bigger than his own slim fingers his hole stinged. Matt couldn’t believe it this hole was so tight it really was a virgin ass he knew he would have to work this slowly. Matt gave Scotts dick one last long kiss and stuck his tongue in the tip wriggling it around making his legs buckle Matt then stood up putting his hands on Scotts shoulders as Scott tried to say something Matt put his thumb in his mouth making Scott pause to look at his hard body and cock pushed against his and finally gave in return the favour I guess so Scott started to mimic Matts moves only taking the big head on Matts cock since that’s all he did he thought to himself he was sure he could only take another inch or 2 if he wanted. Cheeky barsted Matt thought hes trying to copy me, he bends over to massage that ass and throw a finger back in. Matt then stood up straight an decided to start teaching this boy how to service his master as he grabbed both of Scotts hands with one hand an then placing the other on the back of his head stroking his hair encouraging him relaxing him for what was to come.



At first Scott didn’t notice but then realized more cock started pushing into his mouth, all on Matts motion an there was nothing he could do tired, drunk and overpowered. Matt felt Scotts arms relaxing and his big cock head was hitting the back of Scotts throat, you want more baby Matt said softy looking relaxed into Scotts eyes , Scott didn’t know how to react being called baby and now being coaxed into trying to take more of this huge tool in his throat. Matt now released Scotts hands putting his hand under Scotts throat this was one of his favourite things to see in porn but coudnt believe it was now happening to him he was in the same position as all those hot sluts so Scott grabbed Matts tight ass and starts massaging as he feels more cock slowly being forced down his throat. Matt started off slow and finally got all of his cock stuffed in Scotts mouth balls resting on his chin, nose pressing hard against rippled abs jus holding him there for a bit getting his boys throat accustomed to his hard cock until he withdraws his cock pausing to let Scott take a deserved breath. You’re a natural now lets really see how much you love my cock my little suck slut Matt decared as he once again put one hand on Scotts throat and the other on his head and began thrusting nice and slow then slowly gaining speed, Matt could feel his cock invade Scotts throat with his hand in every thrust. Scott could feel Matts huge balls now slapping his shin harder making there huge size known Scott didn’t know how much more he could take until Matt slowed down, “were not gonna cum jus yet” he softy spoke with a devilish grin on his face forcing his cock all the way in with one final thrust. As Scott finally feels the massive cock exiting so he starts tonging Matts cock slit then as his cock is out Scott notices a weird taste then the big long strand of pre cum going from the cock to Scotts fucked mouth. Stunned Scott stays motionless so Matt smiles down man your gonna make a great cock sucker as he pumps his cock getting more pre cum out and rubbing it on Scotts lips the bending down licking his cum from a shocked but obviously turned on Scotts mouth, Matt then picking Scott up from his knees couldn’t stop rubbing up against his hung slim friend as they rinsed off “come on time to chill out for a bit and have some fun”, Matt said again flashing that same cheeky hot grin that suddenly made Scotts cock twitch with excitement hoping to get his cock sucked more maybe even fuck Matt if he wants thinking that he wouldn’t been going any further but Matt had more planned a lot more.

Any stories on this board. I have not time to look in all pages. I should be thankful if anyone has links.

I’ve been playing around with ChatGPT and trying to get it to tell me an erotic story. Anyone else? I like to think that it might have been mined from something real it found on the internet. Here’s one about an erotic massage:

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Once upon a time, there was a man named John who had been working long hours at his job and was in need of some relaxation. He decided to treat himself to a massage. After some research, he found a male massage therapist who specialized in deep tissue massages.

John was a bit nervous at first, as he had never received a massage from another man before, but he decided to give it a try. The therapist, who went by the name of Mike, greeted him warmly and put him at ease.

The massage began and John immediately felt the tension in his muscles start to release. Mike's strong hands worked over his back, kneading and pressing into the knots that had formed. John let out a sigh of pleasure as he felt the stress of the week melt away.

As the massage progressed, John started to feel more and more relaxed. Mike's touch became more sensual, his hands lingering longer on certain areas of John's body. John couldn't help but feel a little excited, but he didn't want to make any assumptions.

As the massage came to an end, Mike asked John if he wanted a "happy ending" to his massage. John was taken aback, but he couldn't deny the rush of desire he felt at the suggestion. He nodded and Mike's hands moved to his groin, massaging and stroking until John couldn't take it anymore and released with a moan of pleasure.

Feeling completely relaxed and satisfied, John thanked Mike and left the massage parlor with a huge smile on his face. He couldn't wait to schedule his next massage with Mike.

I'm still looking for a home for my writing/DAZ renders.

But a current WIP has PE/Hyper Cock/Giantess and other such silliness. I've been working on getting the renders right. So here, have a look.

If you enjoy this, please let me know. Comments, constructive criticism, and excessive adulation are always welcome and will keep me coming back.

Obviously, this is not a full HD rendering. But, you get the idea.

Peace Out

JJ

Note, this the story in the post Looking for a story.

I had saved this story as I do for all good ones I find as a MS Word document. NOTE: I did not write this story nor did I save the original author's name. It is one of my favorites. This story was originally posted as 7 separate chapters.

Here they are. I hope everyone enjoys.

Best Friends


Chapter 1

Randy pedaled his bike quickly towards Sarah's house. It was the beginning of summer, and he had not seen Sarah all year, being both in a different social group (because he was poor) and because he attended a different school than Sarah. Throughout the year, they maintained their friendship mostly by talking on the phone, but each summer they would hang out together at her house, especially when Sarah invited him over to swim in their pool or sit in their hot tub! As Randy approached her house, he saw Sarah look up from where she was sitting on the front porch, apparently waiting for him to arrive.

Sarah came bounding off the steps and onto the grass as Randy lay his bike down on her front lawn. She wore cut-offs and a bikini top which displayed her generous breasts quite nicely. Her running towards him made them jiggle a lot, and Randy was surprised at how well developed her body had become.

"Wanna swim or go in the tub first?" Sarah asked, bouncing up and down on her heels excitedly and smiling. "Oh, it's so good to see you again, come on, I need to ask your advice on somethin' and I haven't wanted to ask you on the phone!" She said, not even waiting for him to respond. She grabbed his hand, and pulled him up the walkway and into the house.

Randy noticed they had a new gazebo in the backyard near the pool, and that the hot tub now had a privacy latticework around it, nearly concealing the entire hot tub from outside view. Sarah's family was in many ways, the complete opposite of Randy's. She had lots of things, and her family had lots of money which allowed her to do lots of things were her popular crowd of friends. Randy had none of those things.

The sun was beaming down, and Sarah removed her cut-offs quickly, diving into the pool the moment her shorts dropped down to her ankles. Randy was more leisurely in his pace, stripping to his swim trunks, revealing a well-built upper torso that Sarah mock-whistled at.

"Hurry up and dive in, stud. You take too long!" Sarah splashed at him from halfway across the pool. Before diving in, Randy turned away from Sarah, and she could see him fiddling with something, it looked like in his shorts. After a moment, Randy turned again and jumped in, sending a big splash of water right into Sarah's surprised face.

"YOU!!!! I'M GONNA--" Sarah sputtered as Randy began splashing her anew, throwing water up and out of the pool and all over Sarah's exposed upper half. She dove right for him and began trying to dunk him, which made Randy laugh. She was half his size, and as she tried to push down on his shoulders, he simply stood up in the pool, lifting her above the water, before dropping her in with another big splash.

Sarah became increasingly upset, and tried to find a way to attack Randy, wrestling with him and trying to splash water up into his face. Randy grabbed both of her wrists, not allowing her any freedom at all, which made her squirm and fight all the harder. Her skinny body and big tits were pretty nice, and Randy had to admit that she had matured into a real woman since the last time he had seen her. She basically had the same features their previous summer together, but this year her body seemed to have firmed, toned up, and became a very attractive, nubile girl. Randy had always noticed her body before, because he noticed every girl's body if only for a chance to see yet another pair of tits or pussy, but Randy had never thought of Sarah in a sexual way. At least he hadn't until now.

As Randy struggled to keep Sarah from attacking him, her wet body sliding up and down on his, her big breasts jiggling and rubbing enticingly against his well-formed chest. His hands were all over her flat stomach as he tried to get a hold on the squirming girl, and he was amazed how tight her stomach muscles were. His body began to respond, against his will, and against his too-small shorts. Slowly, it dawned on Sarah what was happening, and her look of anger turned to one of questioning.
"What's going on down there? That can't all be you. Is that what you were doing, putting something big in your shorts when you were fiddling earlier?" Sarah asked, looking down, uselessly, into the water.

"No, it's me." Randy replied, sheepishly.

"Nuh-uh." Sarah said, reaching her hand down into the water. Randy tried to pull back, but she was right up against him and he had nowhere to go. "Oh god." Sarah gasped, jerking her hand away, but then tentatively put her hand back onto the big tube of cock bursting from his shorts. "Oh my god" she repeated, sliding her hand down the shaft, which served only to make Randy harder. He was now sticking up above the waistline of his shorts, and his cock had begun to billow milky white precum into the water.

"Uh, Sarah?" Randy said, and she jumped, having forgotten where she was and who she was touching.

"My god, Peter isn't even half that well hung." Sarah commented. "God, we'd better stop." She said quickly, forgetting that Randy wasn't doing anything, it was all her.

Sarah took her hand away, and continued to look down through the water at it. "Can I take a better look at it?"

"Um, yeah. Okay." Randy asked.

About This True Story

First and foremost, I want to ensure everyone, this is an ABSOUTLEY completely TRUE story of my journey into sex. The full story explains a lot about why I had such a fabulous introduction into sex as a young adult. Absolutely none of the content in this story is exaggerated or made up in anyway and accurate to best of my memory!

Looking back on my life I consider it a wonder at what I was able to experience while becoming an adult male. I write this history in order to learn if any male, other than myself has ever had such an extraordinary sex life as a young man, and also to relish and preserve what I had the opportunity to experience after becoming an adult.

If your introduction into sexual adulthood was similar to what I had, I would love to hear your story and would strongly encourage you to publish it like I have mine. There are far, far too few of true really hot sexual stories published, or at least those without extreme exaggeration.

Hopefully for those not so fortunate as my self, I will let you know what is actually possible to experience sexually as a straight male at the age of eighteen. You might find out that some of your sexual fantasies and dreams are actually possible, as least for a very lucky few.

There are always consequences however to having anything so good, like I did. Some were minor, sum others not so much but, if I could do all over again, I would not change a single thing and do so in a second! Hopefully this will make you curious about what becoming a literal sex god is like, both the good and bad. If anything, this story will probably make you cum, and several times despite whether you are male or female.

Be Warned, This story has very adult content!

At this particular time, I worked as a busboy in a nice restaurant that was joined with a bar. One night a man, two women, and a short girl about my age had come into the bar combination restaurant where I worked. As a busboy one of my responsibilities was to go around and refill water glasses.

For some reason, it seemed like I had to revisit their table very often. On one of my visits to their table I noticed their daughter very warmly greeted me as I filled her water glass. One woman whom I assumed was her mother told me that my daughter thought I was cute and introduced me to her. She blushed as I told her I thought she was very attractive. We exchanged phone numbers and I called her the next day.

Her name was Lisa and had a small petite body. She was very short and only about 5 feet tall. Her tits were very small but, her body was hot and had absolutely perfect curves like that of a centerfold girl. Initially we only talked on the phone but, we talked for hours and hours with some of the content getting quite nasty. Later we went out on a few dates, mainly outdoor places where I had attempted to seduce her. After about the 3rd date, she invited me to come over to her house instead of going out somewhere. What happened that particular night is forever burned into my memory!

Hey guys normally I have no problem with my cousin doing this but lately he's been rubbing it in... He's 8 in long about 6-6.5 thick and free balls a lot... Lately he's been wearing my sweatpants freeballing around my wife and it's quite obvious how much he's packing and once he even rubbed his package smooth across her face!!! They laughed about it and so did I but anyway I could ask him to tone it down some?

Como he visto tantas historias porno donde hay encuentros con los trabajadores que van hacer alguna reparación a la casa... que no puedo evitar fantasear cada vez que llega alguno a la casa ... pero nada que ver ... algunos no inspiran y otros si , pero creo que si hago algún acercamiento son capaces de matarme o acusarme ... así que solo fantaseo ... hasta hoy ... estoy escribiendo esto y aún estoy nervioso y excitado ... será algo que espero no sea un hit and run ... hoy llegó un nuevo constructor que envió el dueño de la casa a reparar un desagüe ... casi siempre vienen con ayudantes ... el vino solo... es el típico constructor que salen en las películas ... grande duro fuerte y velludo ... y los ojos con unas pestañas que cualquier actriz envidiaría ... raro para un macho macho ..le dije donde era la reparación y me puse a la disposición ... me preguntó si yo había trabajado en una compañía , pues mi cara le parecía conocida , le dije que no .. que había dado clases por 6 años en un Insituto ... pero si hubiera sido mi estudiante lo hubiese recordado ... nada , no me pareció especial el comentario... el empezó y yo aproveché para hacer algunas cosas ... pasó como una hora y media y de pronto empezó a llover tan fuerte que tuvo que detener su trabajo y se refugió en la terraza ... no le ofrecí entrar a la caaa porque estaba bastante sucio ... pero para que no estuviese solo ... me fui con el y le lleve agua ... el lo agradeció y dijimos cosas con relación al tiempo ... nada importante ... entonces recibe un mensaje por wassap y cuando lo ve se ríe y me dice ... cualquiera que vea estos mensajes que recibo pensará que a mi me gustan los hombres ... y yo me quedé con cara de y eso Porqué? Y me dice - es que tengo un amigo que es gay que parece que quiere algo conmigo y se pasa enviando indirectas ... a mi me da mucha risa ... y le envío caritas de risa y el lo interpreta como coqueteo creo yo

Yo le digo - bueno ...tanto es la insistencia que a lo mejor termina convenciéndote ...

Me dice : la verdad es que me gustaría saber cómo es ... pero después se riega la voz y queda uno mal ...

si fuera discreto ...

Yo me rio y le digo¿ pero el no es de confianza ?

Me dice que cree que si , pero no sabe cómo lo interpretaría ... que fuera solo una vez ... ademas como su esposa está enferma piensa que no es justo ..

Le digo ahhh que pena lo de tu esposa ¿ que tiene ?

Me dice - fibromyalgia ... y le digo ahhh es muy terrible...

Me dice - siii es muy duro .. es joven y hermosa pero no le apetece el sexo porque le duele ... me ha dicho que me busque placer , y un día me dijo hasta prefiero que sea con un hombre

Y yo ... waooo es una mujer de avanzada...

Me dice - yo me masturbo y con eso estoy bien ... pero a veces extraño una mamada ...

Yo sin querer ya estaba sintiendo una ereccion y me asusté pues la verdad veía una posibilidad...

y le dije ... bueno .. ya te dieron permiso ... en eso volvió a recibir otro mensaje del mismo amigo esta vez fue un video de dos amigos jugando con sus penes ... y me lo muestra ... y me dice - “ ¿esto te excita ?

Le dije ... la verdad es que todo lo que tenga que ver con sexo me calienta ...

Y me dice -tendrías una ereccion si te frotas con otro hombre ... yo le dije - la verdad es que nunca lo he hecho ... pero de ver el video ya se me está poniendo duro - el me miró la entrepierna y vió el bulto ... y dijo - waooo se ve grande - y le dije bueno no tanto ... me la toque por encima y me dijo la mía es más gruesa que grande ... ¿quieres comparar?

Y dije buenooo .. creo que voy a perder pero ok ...

el se bajo los pantalones y mostró un bóxer azul pegado que Marcaba un bulto duro y firme ... aunque seguía lloviendo y no había posibilidad de que fueran a sorprendernos, yo como quiera miré a todos lados ... y le dije —- esooo se ve impresionante- me dijo - a ver el tuyo - yo estaba tan nervioso porque temía correrme tan pronto me abriera el pantalón ... todo era como una película y ya imaginaba el final ...había olvidado que mi calzoncillo era azul y me quedaba muy bien aún cuando no tengo el cuerpo firme ... el vió y dijo ... ¿Quieres sacarlo ? O solo nos frotamos ?

Y le dije - ¿pero no ibas a compararlo ?

Ah ok .. y se bajó el calzoncillo y saltó un pedazo de carne tan firme que no pude evitar extender la mano para tocarlo ... la retiré de inmediato y el mismo me la volvió a colocar en su pene y me dijo ... sigue tu instinto ... me confundía pues no sabía si el había planificado eso o era genuino

... y le dije bueno ... si sigo mi instinto quiero besarte ... y antes que lo hiciera el me acercó y me besó ...metió su lengua tan profundo que sentí que me ahogaba ... mientras me besaba me bajó los calzoncillos y mi pene saltó, duro y firme y el se arrodilló y empezó a chupar, sus labios y su lengua caliente chupando la cabeza del pene era algo que siempre imaginaba , pero yo no pude aguantar ... me corrí de una forma que parecía que iba a desangrarme ... que cosa más ricaaaaa, el se reía y saboreaba .... entonces me dijo ahora te toca a ti y me obligó a arrodillarme y me empujó su hermosa verga en mi boca y como si fuese un becerro me pegué a esa belleza y se corrio casi tan rápido como yo y había tanta leche que ni sabía que hacer .... yo sentía que seguía saliendo y yo seguía chupando y el gimiendo de placer aguantándo los gritos , pero como llovía estábamos safe ... chupé y chupé y seguía duro ... yo igual , entonces , me sacó de mi trabajo se subió los pantalones y me dijo muy serio - esto no pasó -

Le dije tranquilo - no pasó- me asusté ... y me dijo no hay problema ... solo que no puedo evitar sentirme culpable ...

ok ... no hay problema dije ... sin embargo... por mi puede pasar cuantas veces quieras ...y será un secreto que no va a lastimar a nadie ... y tranquilo - no me voy a enamorar...

El se rió de buena gana y me dijo yo tampoco ...

me pidió agua y una toalla húmeda y la fui a buscar ... ya había dejado de llover y el se puso a terminar su tarea ... tomó la botella y la toalla se limpió la cara me dió las gracias, me tiró una guiñada y siguió su trabajo y yo el mío ... pasó media hora más ... me llamó y dijo tendré que venir en par de días a terminar cuando salga el Sol, - te dejé la toalla allí en la mesa - le dije adiós y dije esto lo tengo que escribir ... fui a buscar la toalla y debajo de la toalla me dejó sus calzoncillos... sé que va a regresar... suena raro pero así pasó... tengo miedo que me chantajee o algo así ... no sé... solo quiero que pase de nuevo ... me quedé con las ganas de probar su culo

Part 1

I had been living in my own apartment for several months after moving to Chicago and was spending way too much of my money on rent so I started asking around if anyone was looking for a roommate. It turns out that a girl I worked with was living at home to save up some money and had always wanted to live in my neighborhood. He name is Lynn and she is very cute and petite. She's about 5'-1", thin, brunette, has a great tight little body with perky B cups and can't weigh over 100lbs. We were friendly at work so it seemed like it might be a good match to become roommates. The next weekend we went apartment shopping together and immediately found a great 2 bedroom apartment right down the street from my current place. Things couldn't have worked out better; within a month I was paying almost half as much rent and had a hot roommate!

In the new apartment the two bedrooms faced a courtyard and each had a courtyard side window that were perpendicular to each other. With the blinds pulled up you could see right from one bedroom into other. My bedroom was small, so I had to put my bed right up against the window in my room. Lynn ended up putting her desk facing her window and her bed was across the room, out of sight when looking through the window. I was definitely excited that I could see into her room from mine and hoped that I could see something one day...

The first several weeks of living together went great. We would hang out on the sofa and watch TV until late at night. The best part is that Lynn would go work out after work and then come home and shower and get into sweat pants and an old thin t-shirt. The sweat pants were really smooth and soft and hugged her ass perfectly. I loved when she walked to the kitchen and I just sat and watched her ass in those sweat pants. She clearly was not wearing any underwear, which made it even hotter. The old thin t-shirt had mickey mouse on it and layed down nicely on her chest, showing off her perfect perky tits. The material was worn thin, so when she was cold you could clearly see her nipples pointing out. She definitely knew she was hot and didn't mind showing it off a little bit. There was defnitely some sexual tension between us, but she had a steady boyfriend, Matt, that lived across town, so I didn't try anything. Matt worked a lot during the week, so Lynn would spend the weeknights at our apartment and would only see Matt on the weekends. He didn't like driving out to our place, so I hardly ever saw him and I pretty much had the place to myself on the weekends. This whole situation was great for me, I got to hang out with my hot roommate on weeknights and I could bring girls home on the weekends without worrying about being too loud.

Hi all.

I’m looking for a story which was developing well on this forum. It was re a Christian family who’s son was gay. The father caught him sleeping with his swimming coach and tried to help rid him of his sins.

would love

Here is a story Part 1 of my new amazing speedos.
I hope you enjoy. It is part based on my true story of new speedos I ordered online.


Part One
The day had finally arrived. The one I had been waiting for, for so long. The day I get my order in the post. I rushed home as usual in anticipation that the package was there. It was and finally it had arrived. A small innocuous package about the size of an A4 envelope with my name and ‘airmail’ written on it.
I opened it. Inside was a small plastic bag covering my parcel. And a brochure/catalogue. My new swimming trunks had finally arrived and I was now holding them in my hand. Wow.
Aprox 2 months earlier, I had came across the site online. These were nto just ordinary swimming trunks. The ones I ordered were blue lycra, speedo type. But the difference and the reason for the high price was this. They accentuate your package to the most. Its like the wonder bra for cocks. It lifts and pushes all up and out. But they are tailor fitted for big guys like me.

The site allows you to order the waist and pouch size. 5 waist sizes are available. Small, medium, Large, X Large and XXL. Pouch sizes can be selected also, from Small (1-2 inches soft), Medium, 2-4 inches soft, Large, 4-6 inches soft, XL, 6-8 inches soft, XXL 8-10 inches soft. There is also another 3 sizes for guys who have large balls. This is only available to guys who order the XXL pouch. You can further select, A, B, or C . A for normal balls, and B for the bigger guys and C for guys with balls like small oranges and that are also low hangers like myself. I ordered my XL waist, with XXL pouch and C for big balls.

The website show pics of guys modelling the different styles and pouch sizes but clearly none were able to fill out the largest of pouch sizes. The guys were all fit with one or two in particular clearly showing a nice big package. The swim wear themselves of course made these guys look very big. But I knew I could do more. The site also had a section where customers could upload pictures of themselves wearing their purchases. This is where would upload mine. Some guys showed before and after. Ie wearing these wonder cock bras and wearing ordinary speedos. And what a difference. This is what convinced me. There was a small piece about the owner, showing the problems he had with the normal swimwear. He had a large cock but couldn’t get anything that both showed off his size and covered his size when he holidayed in the Canaries. He had big low hangers also. His pics looked promising and his story sounded like mine. I ordered the above and here I am 2 months later holding them in my hand. Custom made, and shipped from America.



So about me, I am a well built fit guy, who works out 3 times per week. Im 28 and have a very fit body. More like a fitness model than a big bodybuilder type. I have very little hair on my body, but I shave my chest, the bit of hair I do have. I leave a happy trail from my crotch area, all the way up to my chest. A long narrow strip of hair. This starts at my breast bone and runs down until is meets my Belly button and then further south to my huge package. This I think came from when I was in my teen years, I found my brothers vacuum pump when I was 14. I used it for 5 years non stop while I was in school and studying. Today I don’t use it that much, but I think it stretched me and gave me a very big soft size. My brother is pretty hung too but im clearly the winner in the soft department.
So I am pretty large and a real shower. I am thick and long. 8 soft, 6 around and very big low hangers, like small oranges. They weigh heavy and many guys have commented over the years on them as they hang low and are heavy. Hard I am 10.5 inches a bit bigger round at 7.5 inches. So I am thick and I am uncircumcised. I know I have a big one and I love to show it off. Be that in the gym dressing room, urinals, swimming pool, beach, poolside bar, and generally any place I get a chance. I always have worn Speedos up to now, but I am not entirely happy. They tended to tuck me underneath, hiding most of my assets. I want to let the guys see what I got.

So as you can imagine, the last thing I needed was something to make my package look bigger. But I love the attention and the exhibitionism anyhow and up until now I had been wearing ordinary Speedos but it just wasn’t enough either to hold my package together and they were uncomfortable. My size was never really apparent, but it too was hard to hide just because of the sheer size. But like anyone, we all want more. And even though I am big, I wanted to look and appear bigger in public.

Last year me and my mates had all travelled to Miami to flaunt our toned bods on Ft Lauderdale beach. I was going to show my cock and package. Trouble was I didn’t have anything special to show it off in. I got looks but nothing to what I could imagine from this new piece of cloth I was now holding.

So time to try them on. I ripped open the package and raced upstairs. Within seconds I was naked and excited beyond belief. I have a big mirror that takes up the full wall in my bathroom. I put them on, one leg at a time and pulled them up my thigh. They were a light blue, and were quite sheer. The pouch looked big and it stuck out , way out in front. Inside there was a ring. This was elasticised. There was no liner. Under the ring there was a flap. So I put my cock through the ring. Behind this was a strap that I could adjust the tightness of the ring. I then slipped my balls into the flap. This bought them more forward, keeping them away from my large thighs. I had all the pieces now in place and finally drew the waistband up the final amount.
It felt comfy. I remarked how I liked the feeling of my balls away from my thighs and my cock felt good in the elasticised cock ring and strap. I tightened it a little so I could feel it constrain me a little. My foreskin is long and floppy. I actually have a lot of foreskin. I pulled out a measuring tape, just to see and yes to confirm I was 9 soft and 6 around. There was no semi here. YET!, And I wanted to keep it that way. The cock ring I think stretched me very well.

I then lifted my head a looked in the mirror, I could believe what I saw. I nearly came there and then. Wow. These were amazing. I was a cock bulge, attached to a man. I was a speedo with a man attached to it. It was obscene.

Trulybig, I have one for you that did happen.

When I was in my senior year of college I lived off campus in this big house that had other students. I think there were 8 of us each with our own rooms rented. One of the other guys was an acquaintance that we had been in the same dorm as freshman. In fact, I think he had been the one that suggested we rent rooms and stay in the same place rather than a dorm. We would party of course, and at various times with various girlfriends that we would be dating. Larry was shorter than me (I’m 5’9, so I would say he was like 5’6”) and was not particularly good looking or anything special if that is fair to say. But, he had a pretty out-going girlfriend, Carol.

I don’t exactly remember the occasion but several of us and Larry’s girlfriend Carol and another female friend of hers were in this field and we had a spiked watermelon that we were eating/drinking. I am trying to remember why we were there and honestly cannot remember if we were watching something, just relaxing, picnic, etc. Anyway not that important. Carol had her head at some point lying down across Larry’s lower stomach and started messing outside his shorts rubbing the area where you would assume his cock was kind of teasing the area. The best that I can describe it was seemingly all sort of casual while we might be all talking or individual conversations. It was almost like Carol was oblivious to what she was doing as she mainly was talking with her female friend. But, I certainly noticed.

One other guy got up and left and Carol said I guess drunkenly, you will be sorry you missed it. I didn’t know what she meant. A few minutes later, Carol said to her friend, “Here I will show you.” Suddenly, and it happened so fast, she pulled down Larry’s shorts with his underwear exposing a huge penis flopping to the side literally reaching the edge of his left leg. It was huge, fat, and didn’t belong on a 5’6” guy with the big long size it appeared. It was really startling to see. I supposed he might have been partially erect because in addition to so much length it was very thick and round looking. Larry laughingly yelled out at Carol and quickly pulled back up his shorts. But, the image was now in my brain. Larry truly had a horse hung cock and my cock was hard as a rock from seeing it along with the fact that Carol was showing it off to her friend. In fact, I had to quickly lay face down to hide my erection. Now, understand, I secretly considered myself mildly bi but only because when I would watch porn I often paid attention to the guys cock in addition to the woman. So, as an example a guy with big balls flopping against the girl during fucking was a turn-on, or yes a big dick. But, this wasn’t some porn, this was a short in height friend who made up for it with a for real huge cock live and in person. It was only a brief exposure but I was fascinated.

Nothing else happened at that outdoor get together but I now wanted to see Larry’s cock whenever I could. It was a challenge because we each had separate rooms but the house only had two bathroom showers. So, one time Larry was taking a shower and I came in to shave pretending like I wasn’t paying attention. The curtain was unfortunately somewhat foggy but you could see his long penis dangling but not clearly. I tried to catch him when changing clothes once or twice, or other similar situations without much success. A pattern like this continued for a week or more and I felt Larry had no idea of what I was trying to achieve. I would learn my belief was wrong.

I’d like to make my sharing of this sound more credible by providing a logical or believable explanation for what happened. But, there is none, it just happened exactly this way. It was late in the evening on a Friday night. Larry had been our with Carol and returned home. I didn’t have plans or a date so I was in the living room watching television. Larry came in and clearly had been drinking. He sat down and started talking about Carol and how they had a fight. He went on with some diatribe about women in general and the old phrase you can’t live with them or do without them. I more or less listened without saying much other than maybe laughing at some of his comments. He went on to say things like she didn’t value or appreciate him. I said she had no idea how lucky she was. Larry looked at me inquisitively and asked what I meant. I shrugged my shoulders not wanting to respond but I suddenly felt stimulated. Larry repeated to ask what I was thinking perhaps sensing my discomfort. Finally, I said, because you have a really big dick.” For a moment there was awkward silence. Larry looked at me, smiled and said, “Jealous.” I laughed and then added somewhat in a dry voice, “Yes.” I was.

Larry then tried to play a humble person saying, “It’s really not that big.” I didn’t let him get away with that false behavior and said,“OK, if you say so, but Carol showed it and you got a monster, can she take it?” My question perhaps reflected my curiosity of course but without realizing it led us to a sexual discussion. In fact, that discussion was erotic and stimulating which you could tell simply by the tones in our voices. Larry talked about Carol and a few other conquests explaining some women would go wow, or make a comment about his size and others wouldn’t say anything or even seem to acknowledge he was bigger than others. I told him that from what I saw I can’t imagine how much bigger it would get where a woman wouldn’t notice. Larry took the bait which probably was obvious anyway. “I noticed you want to see it, but you have to show me yours too then.” I was already hard as soon as Larry offered to do this.

We went in to Larry’s room and he shut the door. Oddly enough nothing felt odd or awkward. I know Larry was a bit inebriated but it just felt like fun to me. I pulled off my shorts and Larry looked and said that’s not bad. He then pulled his out and stroked it and imagine a cucumber sticking slightly down from the weight protruding from his loins. “Damn, how can a girl handle that and Carol is so thin you must stretch her pussy out.” I was excited as he was so massive. I couldn’t stop commenting and staring. Larry was just casual and matter of fact. “Yeah, some like it some say it’s too big.” I responded without thinking, “It looks amazing to me, you are very lucky.” Larry was silent from my compliment except his cock twitched and even grew more erect and stuck up higher. In a low throaty voice almost reluctant but excited horniness too, Larry said, “You can touch it if you want.”

I stood still for a moment and then Larry trying to relieve the tension started sharing that he and his best friend growing up use to do this with each other. “I’m not gay” Larry defensively said. What he didn’t know is I was going to touch it anyway. While Larry described the ways he and his friend got each other off I just reached out and grasped his penis. I had to squeeze it to get my hand around it and I was surprised at how heavy it felt combined with the pliability of it. I imagined it was due to the huge thickness that it was like a wet paper towel in squishiness yet warm to the touch. I moved my hand up and down feeling that hardness and heavy heft. It was exciting and to hold what felt like all this power in my hand was a heart racing wonderful feeling. I will admit it was so much bigger than mine like no comparison and I loved how it had to frighten some woman or put them in a submissive place to it. This was pure masculinity.

Larry moved closer to be almost next to me and pushed on my shoulders obviously wanting me to kneel down and suck it. I wanted to but was embarrassed to do so and resisted. Larry looked at me and instead, he knelt down and shocked me by starting to suck my cock instead. I closed my eyes and it felt really good. OK, now he had taken us to a much more involved degree. I wanted to suck his cock so bad and didn’t want to wait. I tried to imitate what was done to me but his cock was so big I could only take a few inches in my mouth because of the thickness. But, it was the greatest sensation I had ever experienced. It was way better than eating a girl out as there was just this feeling of overwhelming power emanating from this prize of masculinity. I loved the way the skin moved and the warmth of his penis. I started jacking him with both hands as I continued to suck and try and take a little more but rarely could go much further down. I then took one hand and grabbed his balls which were equally big to match the huge cock of his. They rolled around and the bag itself hung down where I could grasp it with the balls. “Pull on the balls” Larry instructed. I was afraid it might hurt him but when doing so I could see the reaction as his cock got even harder as I could feel it pulsating. “Fuck, I’m close” Larry stated. I have no idea what got into me but I wanted to suck him dry and got very vigorous in sucking his cock. Suddenly, I could feel his cock pulsating underneath and he announced he was cumming. In that instant I wasn’t sure what to do so I kept sucking and suddenly felt him shooting into my mouth. I did gag a little perhaps psychologically, but tried to swallow quickly. Damn that felt good, Larry said.

Larry pulled me up as his cock flopped out of my mouth and then he grasped my cock jacking it. I was so turned on that just the touch of his hand had me spurting. We then stood there silently for a few awkward seconds and then moved away and dressed.

Nothing was ever said about that whole episode afterwards and we seem to be pretending like it never happened. I had hoped Larry would bring it up or make some type of invitation to do it again, but the truth is that didn’t occur. The semester ended and that’s the last time I ever was at that college or saw Larry again. I tried to look him up a few years later but could find no trace. However, that experience did set me on the path to seek other big dicked guys to meet.

Have you ever talked with your friends about their or your dicks (in non-sexual contexts)?
Born and raised in a culture of public bathhouses, I have had many opportunities to get naked with school friends and colleagues, some of which resulting in us joking around or commenting on each other's dicks (size, shape, color, etc.).
And I sometimes get turned on when recalling what other guys said about my thing...

I wanna hear what kind of words you guys have exchanged with your pals regarding your dicks (and your friends')!

This one is a special request story idea from Jaykop that I sort of went my own way with, so hopefully it worked out! As always, all characters are consenting adults.

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“Hey babe! I have a little surprise for your today!”

Beth’s face was filling the view of the camera. As she backed away, she was standing in a white terrycloth robe in the living room of the apartment she shared with her boyfriend, Brad, and Brad’s friend Jonah. Behind her was a massage table.

“You know how my back’s been really limiting me since I messed it up in the gym a few months ago? Well, I think maybe I’ve got a solution!”

Beth bounced in place, delighted.

“So it turns out, Jonah’s been learning a lot about massage. He gave me one the other day - just a little shoulder rub while I was sitting on the couch - but oh, my. It really loosened me up! So anyway, then yesterday he gave me an actual back massage, and wow. Babe, I really think this might help me a lot. It felt SO GOOD. So since Jonah’s gonna be moving out in a few weeks, we thought it would be a great idea if he taught you some things about how to do the massage so you can do it for me from now on. Isn’t that super nice of him? So we’re going to record it and he can explain what he’s doing and everything so we can go back and watch it anytime we need a refresher. And babe…I hope you don’t mind but…”

Beth turned slightly and pointed her arms at the massage table with a big smile on her face.

“Since you’re gonna be making more money now, I thought maybe we could splurge and get this! I think it’s a really good one. Jonah recommended this one. He said its very sturdy. What do you think? I think it looks sturdy and maybe we could have a little fun with it, you know what I mean?”

She smiled a naughty smile at the camera, then giggled.

“Anyway, don’t worry, yesterday when Jonah gave me the back massage I was wearing a sports bra and leggings…no funny business! Haha. I mean…’as if’ you know? But today, Jonah said to really show you what he’s doing, we wanted me to be naked - with a towel covering my butt, of course! I figured since we’re recording it, that was OK, since you’d be watching and you’d know there was nothing…untoward. Haha!”

Beth looked into the camera and in a sexy voice said: “But…since right now it’s just you and me…I guess I can just…”

She loosened her belt and let the robe fall to the floor, exposing her shapely body and plump DDD breasts.

“Now…if you’ll excuse me,” she said into the camera, “I need to get ready…”

She turned, her firm butt flexing as she walked to the massage table and crawled onto it. She reached over to the chair next to the massage table and grabbed a fluffy white towel, which she folded neatly and placed across her butt. She took care to tuck her large breasts under her body, then checked everything one more time.

“Ok, babe,” she said to the camera. “Show time!”

My name is Josh and like many of my friends my parents got a divorce. I was 14 when it happened. My mom, Mary, had custody of me and I would stay with my dad, Joseph, every other weekend. When I turned 16 my dad was offered a better job in another city about 4 hours from where I lived with my mom. Staying with him every other weekend would no longer be an option, but my parents agreed that I could stay with him during summer vacation until I turned 18. My dad and I always had a great relationship. We were more like friends than father and son, although I loved him and respected him as my dad. I loved my mom as well, but she was always babying me and never really saw me as a young adult.

That summer I stayed with my dad in his 1 bedroom apartment. It was spacious and I was given the living room. It had a pull out bed that was comfortable enough for me to sleep in. During the summer I mostly hung out in the apartment while my father worked. I met his girlfriend, Laura, who was a lovely woman that obviously cared for my father a lot. Being new to the area I had no friends and no way of meeting new people. I didn't have a job, I didn't go to school, and I didn't have a car to go out while my father was at work. While my dad was working I was very bored but once my dad got home I could at least talk to other humans, go out to the movies, go out to dinner, and see the city. One day while we were out shopping for clothes, my dad asked me what I thought of Laura. “Shes great dad, its obvious she makes you happy and thats the only thing I can ask for” i responded.
“she does make me happy, son” dad continued. “From time to time, Laura will stay over, i don't want you to freak out or make her feel uncomfortable for doing so” my dad warned. “Dad, we’re both adults” i said with a smirk “you guys are in a relationship, you don't have to explain to me what adults in relationships do” “Ha ha wise guy” my dad joked back, “thats not what i was getting at.” my dad explained. “We’re thinking of moving in together but she has some reservations on that idea” my dad continued to explain. “Well dad, like i said before, if your happy, Im happy.” i reassured my father. “thanks son.” he said.

Later that evening my dad prepared us dinner. Laura came by after she got out from work and we had a great time. After dinner we sat in the living room and watched some movies that my dad had recently purchased. The evening turned to late night and sleep started to catch up with me. I usually pull all nighters but today had been a long day and by midnight I was feeling the affects. My father caught me yawning and asked “are you falling asleep?” “Im a little tired” I admitted. “Well, we will leave you alone, this is YOUR bedroom” my dad joked. “alright guys, good night” i said. “good night son” “good night josh” said my dad and laura respectively. I turned off the tv and immediately fell asleep. I woke up at 2am with an incredible feeling of having to take a piss. I went to the bathroom and relieved myself, feeling 100 times better, i went back to the living room to go to sleep again. As i was heading over to my sofa bed i heard a faint moan in the distance. I immediately froze and stuck my ear out as if i could enhance my hearing by doing so. I heard the moan again, and immediately realized what it was. I tip toed closer to my dad’s bedroom and again stuck my ear out and focused on the sound. “OH, OH my God” i heard Laura moaning softly as to not be loud. I tip toed a bit closer. As i inched my way closer to the door i felt my dick starting to move. As my erection grew, i started breathing heavier, and a slight feeling of lightheadedness started to kick in. My hands were a bit shaky as i came head to head with the bedroom door. From that distance i was able to hear the bed moving and my dad moan once every 5 seconds or so. I could hear the typical skin slapping sound of passionate sex and the sound of Laura enjoying herself got me going like never before. I have never had sex, but i was no stranger to masturbating. I started masturbating when i was 13. My dad had given me the talk and explained that masturbating was normal, and it was like practice for the real thing. Obviously having a laptop i would often jerk off to porn online, but i had never had experiences of my own. My girlfriends were never too serious and kissing was as far as I had gone. I had never touched breasts, fingered a pussy, or gotten a handjob. I was a total rookie. Now, being this close to actual sex, was a huge turn on. I was standing in front of my dad’s bedroom door shirtless, barefoot, and wearing nothing but shorts. The fact that it was my dad and his girlfriend added an extra taboo element that had me in a frenzy. By now my 7 inch hardon was raging and my basketball shorts were obscenely tented. As if it had a mind of its own, i didn't realize i had my hand in my shorts grabbing my hardon through my boxer briefs. Laura’s moaning was so sexy to me, it was as if she had stopped being the lovely woman i had met and become a sex fiend needing her next fix. “oh my God, oh my god, Joseph….don't stop, ooh” she moaned, with intense pleasure in her voice. Although i could not see what was happening, i imagined scenes from my favorite porn videos that i jerked off to. I pictured my dad on his knees on his bed and laura bent over in front of him, i imagined my dad’s cock slipping in and out of her wet pussy. I pictured laura with her head on the mattress, her ass poking out and pushing herself back into my dad’s cock, fucking herself on my dad’s pole. Finally i couldn't take it anymore. I pulled my shorts and underwear down to my thighs, enough to let my dick and balls all the way out. I quietly spit on my hand and began to jerk my cock while i intently listened to my dad and his girlfriend fuck. As the intensity picked up in the bedroom, my hand started moving to their frantic pace. The sounds of skin slapping increased speed and my hand caught up. Soon i could hear my had moaning “oh fuck, oh fuck baby, im gonna….uuuuuuh” i heard my dad say, in unison my own cock started shooting. With my other hand i made a cupping shape and shot load after load on my hand. My shorts and underwear had fallen down to my ankles as i came like i've never cummed before. My eyes completely shut enjoying every ounce of my orgasm. i was breathing heavy as i tried to muffle my own moaning. when i recovered from my orgasm, i felt an incredible sense of guilt and waddled to my bed grabbed my shirt and cleaned all the cum i had in my hand. i quickly picked up my shorts and underwear, jumped on my sofa bed and stared up at the ceiling. As i lay in bed, i was recovering from my orgasm, breathing hard like i had just ran sprints. I was ashamed at what i had just done. Suddenly my dad’s bedroom door opened and out came my dad. He was wearing white briefs, for a 44 year old he was in relatively good shape. He rushed to the bathroom and i could hear his loud piss from the living room. He flushed, washed his hands and came out to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. On his way back to the room he came closer to my bed and whispered “josh, you awake?” “huh” i pretended to wake suddenly. “im sorry, i thought you were awake” he apologized. “no, why whats up” i answered and sat up, again pretending to be dazed and confused. “Nothing” he responded, “go back to sleep”. I had seen my dad plenty of times in his underwear but this time his bulge seemed much bigger than before. My dad turned and went back to his bedroom and i went back to sleep.

My first year in college went pretty good for me.. I was already out of the closet had been for a long time.. and I didn’t hide that from anyone including my room mate.. j.. he and I would talk about how I can be so open about it.. and I told him about my life and how I came out officially..
But we been room mates for almost two months now and we talked a lot about it of and on a lot .. we had seen each other naked in the showers and I had washed his laundry for him. As he said I made his clothes smell as if his mom washed them.. I’d tease him and tell him he was just to lazy to wash them..but I didn’t mind.. his in one washer mine in another wasn’t a big deal at all .. not to mention I’d sneak and smell his underwear especially after he had football practice .. that he says he didn’t think it would
He put a sign on the door do not disturb shuts the door and locks it.. he took his shirt off and he tells me that he has been wanting this to happen for years but never went to find someone in fear of being attacked ….

I sat on edge of my bed and told him if he was sure he wanted this to happen as it could make being in the same room difficult …
He tells me it won’t because when he first saw me and didn’t know I was gay he quickly turned away so I wouldn’t see his reaction.. I told him I remember him turning around.. and I remember seeing his ass for first time was apparently him trying to not look at me but didn’t know he was going to tease me with his ass ..

He walked over to me standing in from of me his belly smooth and chest as well.. I kissed his belly and belly button which was an outie button not an innie ..

As o stood up I kissed his chest and nipples then was face to face with him.. and kissed him and he kisses me back and we kissed and he began using his tongue a little and tells me if gets carried away or does something wrong let him know.. I told him he was doing fine and we kept on kissing ..

He reaches down takes my shirt and goes up with it I lifted my arms and took it off and tossed it in corner of the room..

He worked his way kissing my chest sucking my nipples and then my stomach.. he unbuttoned my pants unzipped them and pulled them down along with my underwear and saw my rock hard cock..


He said maybe this be too much for his first time.. I told him just because it’s there doesn’t mean it all has to go down his throat or up his ass .. he wanted me to assure him that I wouldn’t get mad if couldn’t handle it all and I told him that I will stoop going in or stop completely if he wanted to hold off..

He sucked on my dick .. sucking the head and so far down my shaft and I told him his warm mouth felt pretty good .. then he did some thing else that felt good and that was lick and suck on the rest of my shaft and balls ..

I asked him if he liked it he stopped and says hell yeah .. I kicked off my clothes so now I was completely naked ..

I told him if he wanted to try taking more of my dick in his mouth/throat I can teach him.. he tells me that would be nice as he would love to swallow all of my dick..

I said I’ll teach him the way a guy taught me.. first it’s all about controlling your gag reflex and lick and get about half the shaft wet then at your pace you try take it down throats.. I can feel his reflex kick in and Few seconds later he tried it again.. this time did better as he lets me dick come out of his mouth and he stroked it getting my dick wet almost all way to base of my cock Then he went for it again and soon as it went past the back of his throat and down his throat some

So I leaned back in the bed and let him suck on it for as long as he wanted and he really was getting into it..

He let my dick come out of his mouth came up and kissed me few times.. as I run my hands along the sides of his chest .. told him that felt awesome ..


we swapped places where he was on his back and I went directly to his cock and began sucking it and taking it all in my mouth n throat .. and I haven’t noticed his dick too much limp but hard he was every bit as mine just a little thinner… I sucked his cock n balls deepthroating it over and over as he grabbed the cover on the bed …getting between his legs on my stomach where I rubbed my nose in his balls and the hair that was in them..


I lifted his legs and Dan my tongue from back of his nuts and began running my tongue toward his asshole and soon as my tongue touched his hole he pulled his legs on back and I began licking that hole and the little bit of hair that was there…. I wet finger and slowly pushed it inside him and it was so tight that wet my finger more and each time I did that I was able to slide my finger inside him all way.. he moaned real low and said to keep doing it .. so I did do it more wetting finger alot and making it really slick and wet my middle finger and went in with it.. I slowly worked in two fingers stretching his hole some and managed to slide my tongue into him.. I stopped and went up and laid beside him and asked him what did he want to do now..

He said he definitely wanted to fuck me I said most definitely .. I reached in my stand beside the bed grabbed some lube and couple condoms .. he went to say something but before he could I told him don’t use one if didn’t want to..

I told him since it was his first time let’s do it what call spooning you get behind me lube up and slide it I .. and he does that…

after a few minutes I asked him if wanted to switch positions and he said yeah get on your stomach so we rolled over onto my stomach without him popping out and he begins to fuck me …. A good 10 minutes later he was shooting inside me and his cock throbbing hard .. he just laid there .. whispering in my ear glad that we were room mates …

So do I .. I told him..


he gets up and says for me to be gentle with him.. .. I told him do it same as did me. Only he would have controls how far it goes in.. so we get in position I think he used half a tube of lube on my Cock.. and puts it at his hole .. I told him he will feel the head pop inside his asshole and with hurt a little .. soon as my head pooped in he flinched and was like wow …. I said ok now move it in and out little at a time so more work it in the better it would feel ..

I was over half way in and he needed to rest a second… then he pushed more inside him and stopped as his ass tightened around my shaft I told him relax I said let me move some and I won’t go in any further .. he said ok

so I pulled out some went back in and working in the lube and more I did it he said fuck that’s feeling better …
I told him it feels great.. as I kissed the back of his neck.. then I slid my arm under neath him and put my other arm over other side where I can rub his chest stomach and his hard coxk which apparently was enjoyingg my cockrubbing across his prostate..so I began stroking his dick and he loved that .. he reached his hand back and touched my dick which was almost inside him…

So he tightened his arms over mine and pushed the rest of my dick inside him .. … He then was like oh fuck I asked if wanted me to pull back he said no no no leave it.. . I told him his ass feels so tight
I wasn’t about to tell him that his ass wrapped around my shaft was about to make me explode inside him.. but I began slowly pumping in and out short strokes letting it work in and he was finally relaxing so I got a little faster and stroking his dick as I did him

He said he can feel my dick throbbing soon as he said that it was shooting inside him and he was like fuck yeah. That feels great.. …

I pulled out and rolled over onto his back which his dick was precumming alot and I went to suck it up and suck his dick and he said he was about to cum and I looked into his eyes as he began shooting my mouth full and swallowed it…

we were done and laid there talking and I asked him if he was ok… he said taking that dixk was a little rough at first but at least I was gentle .. I said yeah some guys would just shoved it in and told you to man up..


we fell asleep for few hours .. then woke up got dressed went down to shower and then went back to bed

And he remained my room mate the entire semester actually 2 semesters and we did it a lot .. we did get caught because one of us forgot to lock the door but thank goodness they were gay and wouldn’t tell anyone…

my roommate said he didn’t care who knew… kisses me in front of a bunch of the students there and he was no longer hiding who he was

Have heard of fantasies and stories about couples who choose to have the wife sleep with another man to get pregnant. Does anyone know of this actually happening. In a case like this the husband might have fertility problems and the couple may make formal arrangements for an encounter. Does this happen or has it happened to you. Or would you allow it to happen in your relationship?

Thank you,

Kara

Part 1

I had thought that the one thing I would hate most about our new neighbourhood, was the people. We used to live in a small village with more well-off people; doctors, lawyers, business-owners, you get the picture.
But as my father lost his job, due to the recession, we had to move to the 'other side of town'. And that sounds just like it is. The people here work as a mechanic, at the park-keeping or they're on welfare.
I thought that I could stay in touch with my old friends, but that seems harder than expected. They go to a different school now, and it takes me about an hour to visit them. Also, it seems as if they don't really want me as a friend anymore.

However, I've made some new friends in this neighbourhood. Or actually, one friend.
His name is Dustin, and he's my age, 19 years old. He lives in a neighbourhood nearby, and he's my classmate.
It has been only two weeks since we moved, but our friendship is pretty good already. Unlike my former friends, the people here aren't arrogant or something like that. They are always interested in making a little chat and everybody greets each other.

I have to admit however, that Dustin isn't like my former friends. He's more like a scally type of guy. Most of the times he wears a tracksuit and he's got very short hair. Maybe you could call him a skinhead, but I don't see him that way.
Dustin is also very slim, and very athletic. He says he works out a lot with some dumbells at his home, and he likes running.

Dustin is part of another group of friends, and he has introduced me a couple of times. It are all guys just like Dustin, from the outside they appear to be very aggressive, but actually, they're very friendly.

I think about Jake from time to time.

It happened over fifteen years ago, but even as I look back on it now in my mid thirties, I can still remember him fondly.

It was the year 2005 - Bush was inaugurated for a second term, the Pope had died, and I had The Emancipation of Mimi on repeat on my iPod as I boarded a plane back home for my summer break.

I had just completed my junior year at college and Dad had managed to get me an internship at one of his friend’s companies. It was some multinational conglomerate that sold microchips or some shit, I wasn’t really paying attention. I was just glad to have a job for the summer. All anyone wanted to talk about recently were their amazing summer internships, and I realized I didn’t have anything lined up. Luckily Dad came through.

My phone beeped shrilly as soon as I landed. I flipped it open to see a new text from an unknown number.

Hey dude, how’s it going? It’s Jake McTavish. Heard ur back in town.

Jake McTavish? I was surprised to hear from him, we were really close friends in junior high but eventually grew apart over the years. He was the overweight pale kid with oily skin who always smelled like cheddar cheese. Why was he texting me all of a sudden? How did he even get my number?

Hi Jake! Yeah I’m back, just landed actually. What’s up? Nice to hear from u

I shut my phone and made my way through customs. As I stood waiting at baggage claim, the reply came.

Came across ur MySpace page and saw that ur in UCLA. That’s rad, man. Wanna catch up? I’m free this weekend.

I groaned. I hated it when these things happened. Old friends from junior high don’t randomly text you from out of the blue just to “reconnect.” He wanted something. Maybe he was selling tupperware… or Mary Kay. Unfortunately, I wasn't the type of person who could turn down something like that. He sounded nice enough, I could just hear him out.

We decided to meet up on Saturday morning at Javier’s Cafe, a popular brunch spot that served the best eggs benedict in the city. I had gotten too used to LA traffic, so I arrived about fifteen minutes early and got a table for us outside. I figured it would be easier for Jake to spot me.

At around eleven o’clock, I looked up from my menu and took a glance around the cafe, trying to keep a lookout for the pale chubby nerd with long greasy hair that I remembered from seventh grade. I wondered if he would show up in that ugly pokemon t-shirt he used to wear all the time.

But something else caught my eye.

Making his way down the street toward me was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my entire life. And that was saying something, especially considering the fact that I’d spent the last three years in a city where your average waiter looked like a Corbin Fisher model. It was impossible not to stare.

The first word that came to my mind was PECS. Yes - all caps. This man clearly knew what his best assets were, because he wore a navy blue tank top that barely covered the two slabs of solid bronze below his neck. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to be 100% cotton and machine washable right now.

The second word that popped in my head was BICEP.

Sorry, I meant BICEPS. Plural - because all I wanted was to place my head in between them and have him suffocate me. In fact, I was so busy staring at them that I didn’t notice that this beautiful stranger was moving closer and closer to me.

“Stephen!” he grinned.

Oh. My. God. THAT’s him?

“J-jake?” I sputtered.

“Oh man, it’s so good to see you!” He gave me a friendly pat on the shoulder before taking a seat. “It’s been too long. How are you?”

I was at a loss for words. This man was even better looking up close. In fact, I was immediately reminded of a young Hugh Jackman - except Jake’s eyes were as bright and green as a meadow in the middle of spring. Why didn’t I ever notice them before?

“You ok?” came Jake’s voice.

I quickly snapped myself back to reality.

“I just… I didn’t expect…. You look so different.”

“You mean the hair?” he laughed, “I had to cut it all off. Couldn’t handle all of that in the summer. I just got too hot and sweaty.”

Tell me about it. I was trying to avoid staring at the several beads of perspiration that had gathered around Jake’s collarbone and were trickling down onto his smooth chest.

“So uh, what are you up to these days?” I asked.

“Nothin’ much, just helping my dad out with his business. You know, learning the ropes.”

“That sounds cool,” I said, trying to sound polite.

“Nah, it’s boring. I’m sure it’s nothing compared to college in LA. You must be having the time of your life, bro.”

“Trust me, LA is not as glamorous as it sounds,” I said, “but yes I won’t deny that I’m having fun.”

“Oh, I”m sure,” he gave a cheeky grin and looked down at his menu. “Anyway, we should order. The service is pretty slow here.”

One breakfast omelet, an eggs benedict, and two lattes later, I’d gotten pretty comfortable around Jake. He was so laid back and easy to be around that it felt like old times again. I’d almost forgotten that I’d been lusting over him like some demented slut just a few hours ago. I found out that he began working on his father’s dude ranch full time after graduating high school.

“Dude, I can’t believe you grew up here of all places and have never ridden a horse before,” Jake said.

“My family is not the outdoorsy type,” I shrugged.

“Why don’t you come over? I can teach you..”

“I don’t know…”

“Tell you what, we’ll start you off with Becky, she’s really tame. C’mon, it’ll be fun. What are you doing tomorrow?”

“I guess I’m riding a horse,” I laughed.


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I arrived at Jake’s ranch early the next day and was greeted with the overwhelming stench of manure the moment I stepped out of the car. A middle-aged man in denim overalls and rubber boots greeted me at the entrance of the main cabin.

“Hello there,” came a friendly voice, “you must be Stephen.”

“Yes sir,” I smiled.

“Please, call me Bob. I’m Jake’s father. Jake’s just around the back. He’s been expecting you.”

I thanked him and followed his directions until I arrived at a large open field. In the distance, I could see a large figure on horseback making its way toward me.

There he was, all shirtless and sweaty, wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a cowboy hat. As Jake got closer, my eyes zoomed in automatically to his abs, which looked like they were carved out of marble and polished to perfection.

How do some people even look like that? Does he just chug protein shakes all day? I felt like I was looking at a cover of one of my mom’s romance novels.

“Dude, you came!” Jake laughed.

“Did you think I was gonna flake?”

“Kinda.”

“I’m a man of my word, but I gotta say, now that I’m here, I’m starting to rethink things.”

“Oh come on, don’t back out now,” Jake hopped off his horse and poked me gently in the ribs, “it’ll be fun, I promise.”

Horseback riding turned out to be a lot less scary and more fun than I thought. Jake introduced me to a small and gentle steed named Becky. With his help, I managed to get the hang of things pretty quickly. (Seeing Jake’s shirtless body throughout the entire process probably helped a lot too.) However, the fun came abruptly to an end when I fell into a puddle of mud after dismounting.

“Dude, you alright?” Jake snorted as he helped me up. “You look like you could use a shower.”

“Shit I’m a mess.”

“Let’s pop over to the guest house. It’s closer.”

“You have a guest house?”

“Yeah I’ll show you. We usually use it as a bed and breakfast but we’re renovating it right now.”

Unlike the main house which looked like it was built in the 1960s, Jake’s guest house had a modern yet cozy look to it. It had a varnished wood exterior and reminded me more of a cabin that you would find in the mountains.

“What a cute little spot,” I gushed.

“Thanks, I helped design it. I’m staying here while we work on it. Make yourself comfortable, I just have to check on the hot water heater in the basement.”

Jake had good taste. Even with all the tarp and construction tools lying around, it was a lovely place to be. But oddly enough, I couldn’t find any bathrooms - just a water closet and a sink. Where were the showers?

I continued exploring the place and soon found myself in the backyard. It felt like I’d just stepped into a rainforest in Brazil. The whole place was brimming with wild plants and flowers of different varieties. I half expected a deer to come running out.

And then I realized why this place was popular with couples. Tucked in between a cluster of trees was a beautiful stone shower for two.

“I see you found the shower,” came a voice from behind me. I turned around to see Jake walking toward me with a smile on his face. “Oh and good news, we have hot water.”

He then proceeded to strip off his jeans. Before I could blink twice, his boxers were gone too. It all happened so fast that all I remember was him walking toward the shower while his firm buttcheeks glistened in the sunlight like two freshly baked dinner rolls glazed with honey. It was the most perfect ass I’d ever seen, exactly proportioned with just the right amount of muscle.

Wait, was I supposed to follow him? Were we… showering together?

I didn’t want to assume anything. The last thing I wanted to do was create an awkward situation or make him feel uncomfortable - especially after he’d been so friendly and welcoming. But then again, would it be rude not to shower together? I went back and forth in my head, not daring to make a single step without thinking it through.

While I was busy overthinking the situation, Jake had already begun showering. Fuck it.

I tore off my mud-stained clothes and headed toward the empty showerhead. My heart was beating wildly. Goose pimples erupted all over my skin as I felt the warm water flow all over me.Since I was a teenager, I’d trained myself to keep my eyes to myself when I was at public showers or locker rooms - but it took all the willpower in me not to sneak a peek at Jake. You could always tell when someone was staring at you.

Except I was now the one getting that feeling. In the corner of my eye, I could swear that he was looking at me. Was he? I snuck a quick glance.

He was totally staring at me. At my dick, actually.

Jake quickly averted his gaze once he realized I was looking. My heart was now beating out of my chest. Oh my god, why was he staring at my dick? Not that I was self-conscious about it or anything. I’d received nothing but good feedback from my exes about my size, especially when soft. One of them even said my dick was in the 90th percentile. Thanks, Mason.

I read an article once that said straight guys sometimes check out other guys in the locker room as a way of sizing up the competition. Was that what was happening here? Although that article said that they usually do a quick glance - which was definitely not the case for Jake, who was definitely staring.

I decided to take another peek. But to my disappointment, Jake had turned off his shower and had a towel wrapped around his waist.

Damn it.

I quickly finished up, found a nearby towel, and made my way back to the guest house, where there was a set of clean clothes waiting for me in the kitchen. Jake was already dressed, wearing a tank top and sweatpants.

“Hey dude,” he said casually, “I got you some new clothes that I haven’t worn yet - including some boxers. I hope that’s ok.”

“Oh yeah that’s fine, thanks.”

“Do you want to stay for dinner?”

“Umm, I dunno…”

“Come on, we have plenty of food and my dad makes the best cornbread you’ll ever taste.”

I politely accepted his invitation. I knew better than to turn down a home cooked meal. Besides, I was starving and the thought of freshly baked cornbread sounded like heaven… if it was served with a side of Jake’s ass.

Dinner was excruciating. I sat opposite Jake and his dad Bob, and it took everything in me not to gawk at Jake’s tanned biceps, which were calling out to me every time he reached for more cornbread. It didn’t help that Bob was extremely friendly and eager to make conversation and hear more about my life in LA. I was usually a chatty person who excelled at talking to parents, but it was tough to concentrate with all the impure thoughts and images that popped into my mind every few seconds. But I still managed to be a good conversationalist, and we talked about all the great movies that we’d seen.

“Well, that was a lovely dinner,” I said once I finished my large slice of apple pie. “Thank you so much for having me.”

“Why don’t you stay over?” Bob said. “It’s pretty late, plus you can help us finish off this merlot.”

“Yeah, we have plenty of room at the guest house,” Jake added.

A couple of hours and several more glasses of wine later, Jake and I made our way back to the guest house. We were both pretty buzzed at this point, especially Jake, who struggled to open the front door.

“Dude, I can’t believe you haven’t watched Sin City,” Jake said as he collapsed on the couch in the living room, “it’s such a great movie.”

“I’m not really into that kind of thing,” I said as I sat down next to him, “besides, there aren’t any hot guys in it, what’s the point?”

Crap. Even in my merlot haze, I knew I shouldn’t have said that. But to my surprise, Jake laughed.

“Tell you what, let’s watch the first fifteen minutes and if you don’t like it, we’ll watch something else, ok?”

I quietly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Jake then went to the kitchen to grab a couple more beers before turning on the TV. I didn’t think I would enjoy the movie, but surprisingly it was pretty good - up until the point when Jessica Alba showed up.

“She’s so fucking hot,” Jake said, “I swear my ex looks just like her.”

I guess that settled it. He was straight. Ugh.

I then had to sit through another few minutes of Jake talking about how beautiful his ex was and venting about how upset he was when she broke up with him.

“May I ask why?” I asked, trying to be empathetic. Clearly it was an issue that had been weighing on him.

“She said I was too much for her sexually. Crazy, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“She.. didn’t want to try new things. I tell you, the hottest people are the most boring in bed. But to be fair, some of the things I asked her to do were-”

“Were what?”

“You know what? Forget I said that.”

“What? Come on, I won’t judge you. I once fucked a guy while he watched Desperate Housewives. He said it was the only way he could cum.”

Jake burst out laughing. “Seriously?”

“Yeah, he had a nice ass though.”

“Oh so you’re a top?”

“Look at you with the gay terminology,” I said, “I’m actually a vers.”

“So you do both? That’s cool.”

We sat in silence for a few minutes watching the movie before Jake spoke again.

“Out of curiosity, which do you like better?”

“It really depends,” I said, feeling surprised by his interest in the topic, “most of my exes were bottoms so I topped more often, but there’s nothing like a top who knows what he’s doing. Funny enough, the best sex I’ve had was with this one guy I hooked up with who had the best fingering technique… I swear I passed out from the orgasm.”

“Wow, really?” Jake exhaled “That good?”

“Oh yeah, it’s like this incredibly intense sensation from deep inside that just courses through your body like an electrical current. I got him to teach me, and then I tried it on my ex. He loved it so much that I fingered him more than I fucked him.”

“Damn.”

This conversation had taken a weird turn. I took another sip of beer and was just about to change the subject when I noticed a large bulge forming in Jake’s pants.

I froze. Did I see that correctly or was it just a pants tent? I decided not to say anything.

“You know, I tried fingering myself once,” Jake said softly, “it wasn’t bad. I didn’t think I would enjoy it.”
This was definitely getting weird, but I shrugged it off.

“Yeah I heard a lot of straight men enjoy it. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Jake sighed. “I wish girls felt the same way. They get so touchy around that subject.”

My pulse started racing. My mind was still foggy from all the alcohol, but I could feel an electricity in the air.

“Nothing wrong with exploring new things,” I managed to say, “it’s good to get to know your own body and find out what you like or don’t like.”

At this point, Jake turned toward me with a mischievous smile on his face.

“So you wouldn’t mind trying it with me?”

The next few things happened quickly. In a flash, Jake’s pants and boxers were gone, followed by his tank top. He sat next to me silently stroking his cock, which was at least six inches long and girthy, with a nice pink head that was shiny with pre-cum.

“H-how do you want to do this?” I stammered.

“You tell me,” he smirked.

“Lie on your back.”

Jake got into position and lifted his legs in the air, giving me an amazing view of his nether regions. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. The entire area was hairless, blemish free, and begging to be toyed with. This must be what the gates of heaven look like. I was as hard as a rock and my dick was pressing against my pants, struggling to be free. But I kept my clothes on. This was a precarious moment and I didn’t want to scare him off.

I started out slowly, spitting into my right hand before using my moist index finger to gently massage his eager hole. Jake let out a soft moan the moment we made contact.

“Slowly,” he said.

I nodded obediently and continued circling that oh-so-delicate area with my index finger, while making sure to lubricate it occasionally with more spit. Jake’s breathing became more rapid. I watched as his abs rippled up and down as he tugged harder at his dick. We continued like this for several minutes.

Even though I could tell he was enjoying it, I was done teasing. I wet my finger with more spit and slid it in, feeling his muscles contract as I entered him.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

“Is that ok?” I asked, feeling concerned.

Jake didn’t say anything. In fact, his eyes were closed. Do I keep going? He was still jerking off, so I took that as a sign to continue.

I delved deeper, exploring every inch of his crevasse. He was so warm and tight, like a silk blanket firmly wrapped around my finger. It didn’t take me long to locate the spot I liked to call the pinnacle of pleasure. Even the slightest touch caused Jake to let out a deep moan as pre-cum flowed out of his dick like a leaky faucet.

“Just like that,” he breathed, “right there.”

With my left hand, I started caressing his balls and gradually made my way to his dick. Understanding my signal, he released his grip and placed his hand behind his head, granting me full control. I was now the captain of the ship, and I was going to give my passenger the ride of his life.

His cock was a glorious thing to behold - thick like a tree stump yet smooth as marble. Since I was using my non-dominant hand, I made it a point to grip it firmly, feeling its veins pulsing with blood and giving off heat. I began stroking it up and down, making sure to match the rhythm of my other hand. Each time I got to the tip, I would rub its sensitive pink surface gently with my thumb. Jake responded to all of this with great enthusiasm, his pre-cum continuing to flow like water from a hot spring.

Time to step things up.

I retracted my right hand, wet it with more spit, and slid two fingers inside. Jake winced slightly at first, but quickly adjusted the deeper I went. Once I arrived at the pinnacle of pleasure, his entire body quivered like jelly for a solid five seconds before erupting.

Jets of cum exploded from his cock like firecrackers on the fourth of July. It splattered all over his abs, and it didn’t stop - Jake moaned and pumped out at least five more jets of cum. I’d never seen anything like it.

We were both silent for almost a minute before Jake opened his eyes.

“I’m glad you decided to stay for dinner.”

Part 1

I hand my suitcase over to the taxi driver and get in the back while I turn my cell phone on. It takes a while but it starts to vibrate and I receive some text messages. A couple are from friends who want to have drinks with me, one from my brother who asks if he can borrow my car and one from my girl Kate (short for Catherine) who asks to let her know when I've landed. I don't return any messages but switch my phone to stand-by and give the driver the directions and put my headphones.

After two minutes, I send a text to Matthew, telling him that I'll be there in 15 minutes. I don't know if I should put any X's at the end of the text. I type one X, but not in capital.

Finally I arrive at the gate of the villa and I fold my coat over my arm when I take my suitcase from the driver and I overtip him. He smiles thankfully but I don't smile back. It's hot and the sun is burning and my sunglasses are somewhere in my suitcase. I wait for the taxi to be out of sight until I press the intercom button.
Nobody answers, but the gate automatically opens and I walk to the front door of the mansion. I hear the sound of water sprinklers in the garden.

There's a red sports car on the driveway, a Porsche. The top is down and I've never seen it before. Matthew's mom probably bought another one. Or maybe it's his sister's and she left it here.

He knows that I'm waiting for him outside the front door, as he just opened the gate for me, but Matthew lets me wait for a minute or so and then opens the door.

"My man Brian!" Matthew says and he's wearing a beige silk bathrobe. I drop my bag on the floor and we hug each other and he puts his left hand on my lower back. Matthew still smells the same, he always does.
He turns around and fastens his bathrobe and I follow him further into the villa.
"You must be starving, right?" he asks and turns around. "I ordered some food just a couple of minutes ago. It's still hot if you want some."

I'm starving so I accept the invitation and together we eat the Chinese food Matthew ordered. We talk about all kinds of things, little things. About the new furniture in the house and how we're doing in school and about the girls we're dating. Matthew doesn't have a girl now. He has never been the guy for long-term relationships. He likes a girl for a couple of weeks, then breaks up with her and starts searching for another one.

Apart from Matthew and me, there's nobody else in the big villa. There are five bedrooms, four bathrooms, an outdoor pool, sauna, jacuzzi, a bar and dance floor and a home theater room. In the indoor garage, there is enough space for four cars. Matthew's mother got this Malibu house after her divorce a couple of years ago, but they're only here in the weekends or holidays, just a couple of times a year. My families villa is just a couple of miles away, but it has a smaller pool, so Matthew and I prefer his house for our surf trips.

"How are the waves?" I ask.
"It's good. I tried some today and it was good."
"Where're your mother and sisters?"
"They're with granny in New York." Matthew answers. His late grandfather was a very successful and wealthy hotelier and owned hotels and clubs all over the world.
"You didn't want to join them?"
Matthew stops eating and looks at me. "I wanted to go surfing with you."
"Ah I see."
Our conversation doesn't go smoothly.

When we're finished eating, we throw the boxes of Chinese food in the sink and go to the living room. It's nice and cool, thanks to the air conditioning and Matthew sits down on the sofa. I take one of the chairs.
"You haven't changed a bit, Brian." he says.
"Neither have you. We never change, Matt."
His bathrobe loosens a bit and I notice he's wearing nothing underneath it. It comes as no surprise to me, that's just how Matthew is. One big exhibitionist.

"You must be hot and feeling sweaty, right?" Matthew breaks the silence. "Why don't we go for a swim?"
"Sounds great." I say. "I'll put on my swimming trunks." And I get up to search for them in my suitcase. I notice a slight disappointment with Matthew when I said that I was going to put my swimming trunks on.
"OK, fine." he says and he gets upstairs to put his swimming trunks on.

The villa is situated in a remote area outside Malibu. We've never seen anybody else on this beach, it's that remote. But when we want to go out or surfing, or shopping, we always need to take a car.

We go swimming and during our swim, we both loosen up. Matthew, that's just how he is, jumps on my back and pushes me under water. I push him back and even though we're both 20 years old, we play like little kids. We play like we used to play when we were still little kids.
When I'm tired and want to go out, Matthew hangs over my shoulder, puts his hand on my six-pack and gives me a small kiss on my cheek. He lets go and together we walk back to the villa, silently.