I had hurt my neck and shoulder recently. To this day I was so sore and stiff. I was sitting on the couch at my best friends house currently.

I’m Bethany by the way. My close friends call my Beth. I’m 50. I’m widowed as of 13 years ago. I’ve been single ever since. Just haven’t felt like moving on. My husband and I were high school sweethearts. Married at 18. My best friend is Marti. We have also been friends since high school. We’ve been neighbors for 20 years. I am here at her house, more than my own house. Marti is divorced. Her son, John, lives with her while he’s in college. He is 24y old. He’s going to be a doctor. But he’s also going to school to be a messeur. And that’s where this all began. Oh…. And I’m about 180lbs so slightly chubby. Curvy, covered in freckles, silver haired and short. About 5’ tall.

I was sitting on Marti’s couch, complaining about how I hurt myself and still so stiff and in so much pain.

“You should talk to Johnny” she said. “He’s got his license now and is looking for clients. I’m sure he’d help you with that”

I’ve known Johnny since he was born. I’ve seen him grow from a young ornery brat to a tall, intelligent young man. I’ve changed his diapers even.

“I don’t know….. seems awkward” I replied.

“Oh Beth…. He’s a professional and it’s very professional. You’re like his aunt anyway…. It wouldn’t be awkward”.

About that time, Johnny walked in to the house and Marti called to him

“Yeah mom” he said.

“Beth is having neck and shoulder issues since she fell. Could you set up a massage?” She asked.

“Of course!!” He exclaimed. “I’d love to”
“Mrs B… Just your neck and shoulders?” He asked. “Or would you want to try the full body massage?”

“Uhm….” I blushed.

“HahHa it’s ok Bethany, I’m fully professional” he smiled at me

He always called me Bethany when everyone else called me Beth. I’m not sure why.

“I don’t know…” I couldn’t look him in the eyes

“Ok… let’s do this. We will plan the full body. It’s an amazing therapy. It also helps with your respiratory system. But i will admit, it can be very sensual…. So. If it’s too much. I won’t continue… how’s that?” He asked sweetly.

“Ok. I’m ok with that.” I said. “When can we do it?” I asked.

“I’m open Saturday!” He said. “I’ll be home about 4a Saturday morning from the ER and then I’m off until Monday.”

“Oh, I don’t want to take your free time hun” I said.

“Oh. No. It’s fine! It’s my pleasure.giving a massage helps me relax too”. He smiled broadly.

“Oh,… ok then… it’s a date!” I said a little embarrassed.

“Awesome Bethany!” He said then gave me a hug before leaving. He always gave me a hug when he saw me. He gave great hugs Gentle but powerful and protective He always smelled so good too. He smelled like like a forest. A manly forest.


Saturday afternoon came and I arrived at their house. He let me in.

“Mom’s bedroom is the best room for this” he said. “It’s super bright and large. I keep the table set up in there”.

“Ok… so head up there?” I asked

“Yes ma’am!” He smiled

Once in the room he asked me what I was planning on wearing. I wasn’t sure what he meant.

“Well… You can do it fully nude…. In your bra and panties, or naked under warm
Towels” he said calmly. I suddenly got very nervous. This hadn’t even crossed My mind. This wasn’t my first massage. But for some reason I never even thought about this today. At prior therapy sessions, I had always been naked. But this was my friend’s son. I couldn’t go naked with him.

“Uhm. My panties I guess” I was so embarrassed. He had not planned on him seeing me Almost naked today.

“Ok Bethany…. Don’t be embarrassed. This is completely professional.”

“Where’s Marti, by the way” I asked.

“She’s at aunt Tracey’s” he replied.

“Oh” I replied softly. I had forgotten Marti had told me she was going to be out of town this weekend visiting her sister.

“I’ll leave so you can undress. Don’t worry about being in your undies Bethany. It’s like a bikini. You used to sunbath with mom all summer long in a bikini! I’ve seen you already!” He smiled and left.

I got undressed. Looking in the mirror. My freckled chubby form staring back at me. My white bra and panties seemed so… old”. I laughed to myself. Why did I care about that?

I laid down on the table and he walked back in.

“Lay on your stomach first” he said. I laid down and I felt him turn on a heat lamp. It took the chill out of the air now that I was nearly naked.

“Do you mind if I undo your bra?” He asked.

“Oh… sure. Sorry” I said

His hot hands brushed my back and instantly my bra fell open. It’s been a decade since someone else undid my bra My body was now covered in goosebumps I wiggled my arms out of the straps. Lifting my body I was consuous of my large breasts hanging under me. Why didn’t I undo my bra before he came in I scolded myself.

“I’m so sorry” I said. Mortified.

“It’s ok” he laughed.

“No. It’s not. You don’t wanna see this old woman’s body” I laughed nervously. Laying down again.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself Bethany” he said softly. “You look perfect!” And then he was silent.

“Thank you” I said. I figure I was now red as a strawberry because I was on fire.

His hot hands touched me again. This time on my shoulders. He worked my neck and shoulders for a long time. His hands moved effortlessly over my skin. I could feel the knots relaxing. The constant pain was lessening with his gentle touch. He chit chatted off and on about my job and his ER training. We talked about his mom and what was going on in everyone’s lives. He asked me a few times how I was enjoying the massage. I told him it was amazing and he was very gifted with this skill. He had gotten to my lower back had been working my muscles for a while as well. Every one in a while his fingers would slip under the edge of my waist band… Each time, His fingertips would send a jolt of fire through me. I hadn’t felt someone else’s touch in so long.

“I’m going to switch to the lower half now… ok?” He asked softly, standing beside me.

“Oh… ok”. I replied and he moved down beside my feet and ankles and began to massage them. His hands felt so good moving around on my sore joints. Jeez getting old sucks.

“I really appreciate this Johnny” I said. His hands moving up my legs. He firmly worked my calves, then behind my knee…..
He had not spoken in a while. I hadn’t either. The silence was awkward, but not overly so….. then his hands moved to my thighs….. “oh…..mmmm” I sighed under my breath and i self consciously squirmed for a second.

“You ok Bethany?” Johnny asked. His hands still on my inner thighs, but he had stopped moving. “Does something hurt? Do you want me to stop? Or is there a spot that needs attention?
“Uh. Uhm. No no I’m fine. Sorry”. I said stuttering. What the hell did he mean? A spot that needs attention. Was he trying insinuate something? Or did he mean a muscle. I suddenly felt the dampness of my Pussy.

“Oh ok.. hey. If something hurts. Or you have a spot that seems to feel worse than others. Let me know. I’ll concentrate on those spots. Ok?” He said and his hands began to work my thighs again.

Oh. Jeez. What’s wrong with me. He was referring to muscles and pain. Jeez Beth. Whose mind is in the gutter, I thought to myself.

His hands were deep in my inner thigh. He was obviously careful to not brush against my pussy. But his fingers were so close and I could feel them moving the hairs of my bush. I was suddenly self conscious if he could see I was wet. How embarrassing. I’ve had a few massages and I’ve never felt like this. I even had one female ask me if I wanted a happy ending. I told her no. She hadn’t turned me on at all. Yet here I was. Getting a massage and I was dripping wet and my Body was on fire.

“Ok. So… I need to work on your….. butt…. I can do it over your panties…. Or under. It’s your choice Bethany….” He startled me out of my trance.

“Uh… un.. under I guess”. Thinking to myself that this was probably a bad idea. But at this moment. I can’t think of anything I wanted more than his fingers on my skin.

His hands slipped under my panties and over my ass cheeks. “‘Mmmpphh” I moaned softly to myself but I think my
Reaction was to lift my hips slightly.

“You ok?” He asked calmly, like he noticed nothing… maybe he didn’t. Maybe I’m not reacting as obvious as I feel like I am. He massaged and rubbed my butt and hips for a while. A few of his “grips” seemed less professional… but maybe that’s just my imagination. I don’t think I was thinking clearly anymore. My pussy was dripping. It had to be so noticeable. He moved his hands down my butt and gripped and his thumbs brushed my soft pussy lips. I moaned and squirmed against the table. “Oh fuck” I sighed quietly.. “I’m sorry” I said out loud.

“It’s ok Bethany” he said and massaged my butt and lower back again. “It’s perfectly normal. Men do it too.” He chuckled.

He stopped and moved to my side. Rubbing my shoulders and neck again.

“Ok Bethany….. it’s time to roll over. Do you still want to do that part?” He asked

I laid there thinking. I was so turned on already. I shouldn’t do this, I thought to myself.

“It’s ok if you don’t want to keep going”. He said softly. “A lot of people don’t do the frontal massages. It’s very sensual, which isn’t what some people are wanting. But it has been shown to be helpful with stress and breathing.” He continued. “It’s totally
Your call….”

He seemed so business oriented. I relaxed and said I wanted to see what it was all about.


“Ok. Roll over on your back”. He said, and I sat up slightly to put my bra on…

“That won’t work. It will be in the way” he said. “Don’t be embarrassed”.

I sighed and laid on my back. My large breasts sagged to the sides. Then I felt the cooler air blowing on my
Soaking wet panties pressed against my
Puffy lips. Jesus I was so embarrassed. I likely grossed him out. But my mind went blank when his hands began to rub my shoulders softly. Then they moved and groped snd kneaded my large boobs.

He was leaning over me. His groin brushing against my hair. He seemed very careful to not actually press against me. He rubbed and mashed my breasts. My pussy was gushing He then moved to my side and began rubbing and pawing my stomach.
“I love all your freckles Bethany” he said. His fingers moving along my abdomen Sometimes barely slipping under my waistband.

“Huh? What? Oh.. oh… uh. Thank you… most men actually don’t like them I don’t think” I said.

“That crazy!” He said. “I love them… it’s like art…” he continued his right hand slipped under my panties fully and pressed firmly againt my mound. His fingers moving though my bush.

“I had no idea you were covered with them” he smiled at me as his hand massaged me. His other hand massaged my stomach and hips. He didn’t touch me anywhere truly sexual… but it was enough and I felt an orgasm building. It had been a long time since i felt this. I had to stop him but it was building fast.

“Johnn… uuuuuhhh. Mmmm uugghmmmm mmmm” I moaned and groaned. I wrythed under his hand. “Johnny stop. Please. Stop. That feels amazing. Like TOO amazing” I smiled and blushed. Wiggling against his hand . “Is your mom going to be home soon? Do we need to end this?”

“No. She’s not coming home today. She’s staying with her sister until the morning. He said. His finger tips lightly scratching my pubic hair covered mound. It was just too much. “Uugghh. Uuuhhh Johnny… oh my God you need to stop” i looked at him. My mouth open on the edge of climaxing.

“Oh.. ok… don’t be upset. That’s also very normal. I said this was very sensual” he smiled. His hand left it’s warm spot on my
Body and he stepped to my legs and began massaging them firmly.

“I know Johnny. But it felt too good. I was actually getting close… to… well you know…. And we can’t do that. You’re my best friends son”. Laying my head back to relax as he massaged my thighs. I can’t believe this. My pussy was dripping down my ass crack. His hands moved up my thighs.

“I’m sorry you’re embarrassed or upset. Bethany… it really is part of the massage”.

My name is Todd. My girlfriend, Leigh and I live together. We have been together for about 7 years, we were even high school sweethearts. We had survived going to different colleges. Granted, we did get to see each other on most weekends. Once college ended for us, we looked for jobs, just like most young couples. We were lucky to find jobs in our fields in the same area.

Soon, we decided to go ahead and move in together. We looked for houses and apartments in our free time. In no time, we were growing up and packing our belongings and moving into a one bedroom nice apartment complex. This rental was about a ten minute drive for Leigh to her job and a 20 minute one for my job.

Before I continue rambling, I will try and describe each of us. Leigh is a year younger than I. At the time of the beginning of this story, she is 23. I was two years older than her. She is short at 5'4, her mom being Korean, and her dad an American. She weighs about 100 pounds on her tan figure. She has dark hair, and dark eyes. She is usually pretty quiet around others, although when she is around friends, she can easily steal the spotlight. She makes new friends easily, and is a very caring friend to them. Leigh tends to be a passive person. She doesn't take the lead often and doesn't like any sort of confrontation.

As for me, like I said, I am 25. I am about 6'1 and weigh in at 180. I have short dark hair. I used to be very active in sports in college and high school. I still enjoy playing them, so I continued that after graduating. My personality, is kind of like hers, as I am usually quiet. I have an easy time making friends with similar interests.

Back to the story, we settled in at our jobs and living together. Of course, over the years we had opportunities of spending nights together, so this wasn't anything all that new. We spent the night with each other on vacations, or when we visited the other, and of course, the times we lied to our parents about staying with friends. Anyway, the first few weeks, the sex was wild and intense, and non stop it seemed.

We were always going at it. One of us would wake up in the middle of the night in bed. If it was her, she would stir me awake by sucking my 7 inch cock. If I happened to wake up, it wasn't uncommon for me to rub her titties, or work to pull her panties down and finger her. Sometimes, we even hopped into the shower and fucked in there. We seemed to fuck in nearly every room, every piece of furniture, in our new apartment.

Lucky for me, Leigh was on the pill. I loved nutting inside of her tight, shaved pussy. It felt so good. I also loved to go down on her and make her squirm. Leigh also liked to give blowjobs. She loved to suck dick. She would keep working her magic till you came in her mouth. She swallowed every time. She especially liked to be daring, caressing my cock as I would drive down the road. Sometimes, she even gave me road head. I swear that made my cock big and hard and throbbing. She always just gave me a little smirk and batted her brown eyes, and then dove in.

Anyway, I thought everything was going great with us. Its amazing though the things that happen when you are asleep. Especially when you have some friends over, and apparently Leigh tries to play a good hostess. So, finally once you discover this, your mind begins to have questions. You wonder what all went on when you weren't there, like say at college, a few hours away from her.

Stay tuned, the first time will be coming shortly as my friend from high school visits.

Author's Note: I've lurked on this forum for a while but this is my first ever post. The story just came to me and I started to fall in love with this scenario. I hope you all like it and if you do, I'll keep writing. Please let me know what you think!



I lived in a dorm for my first year of university. I was 18, studious, a little bit awkward, and still freshly "out" as a bisexual male. Needless to say, the idea of living in a residence - especially in a shared room - left me a little on edge. My goal was to keep my head down, make a few friends in my classes, and move off campus as soon as I met someone who could cook something other than ramen noodles and wouldn't blink if I brought a guy or girl home.

Despite my ambitions, life had other plans for me.

My first day started out fairly standard. My parents dropped me off outside of the residence, wished me a tearful goodbye, and made me promise I would call them once I got settled in. I agreed, feeling pretty emotional myself, and waved while they drove away. Then I stepped into the residence, navigated my way to the room I would be staying in, and met my roommate for the first time. I was not prepared for what I would see.

Standing in front of me was a chiseled, olive-skinned man wearing nothing but a speedo decorated with our university's emblem. Draped over his broad shoulders was a white towel. Black curls were dripping water along his smiling face and down his Grecian-sculpted chest and abs. Stunned, I averted my eyes from his barely-contained bulge and kept them fixated on his electric blue irises.

"H-hi. Umm... I think I'm your roommate? I'm Allen." I'll be honest - I'm only 50% sure that's what I said. Internally, all of my mental energy was praying to every deity I could name that I wouldn't look down at the tiny piece of fabric separating me from his junk.

"Oh, hey. I'm Julian. Nice to meet you." His words were slow and baritone. He reached toward me with a large hand and I shook it, surprised at how smooth his skin was. "Going for a swim," he said. "I'm on the team." He paused between sentences, thoughtful about his words.

"Ah. Good for you. I'm not much of an athlete myself." It was true. Aside from some occasional yoga to release stress, I was a pretty standard twink with no aspirations to become a twunk. His eyes glanced up and down my body and he smiled. "I'll show you the gym sometime. If you want."

As he started to leave, something overtook me and I blurted, "I'm not straight. I... I just wanted to get that out of the way in case it's an issue for you? If it is, I can talk to someone about another room assignment."

"Nah. Fine by me, man." And then he flashed a wicked smile and left. My jaw dropped as I let my eyes peek at his magnificent ass before the door closed behind him.

Did that just happen? Was that flirting or did he truly just not care? I inspected our shared room, trying to do the mental arithmetic that would determine whether or not Julian was queer. Certainly nothing about his personality registered on my gaydar. But there also wasn't anything to suggest he was straight. There was no Playboy calendar hanging by his bed, no Axe body spray in the washroom. The room was tidy and plain. So I unpacked, putting Julian out of mind, and decided to meet some of the other residents.

Freshman orientation began shortly after I unpacked my bags. We did the campus tour, cringe-worthy icebreakers, and listened to speeches on the dangers of overdrinking. The only time I ever drank was after my high school prom, which ended with me on the bathroom floor for the entire night. Haunted by the memories, binge drinking wasn't on my to-do list. But as the festivities began, I accepted a beer that was offered to me and nearly coughed my lungs out after taking a puff from a joint. I'm human and wanted to fit in. Sue me.

The partying went on for the entire night but I excused myself once a fight broke out in the dorm's lobby. I laid in my bed, texted my parents to let them know I was alright, and tried to close my eyes. Julian entered the room a few minutes later, clothed in grey sweatpants and a tightly-fitting black t-shirt.

"Hey." That was all he said. He really was parsimonious with his words.

"Hey. How was the swim?"

"Good. Almost beat my record." He said this all while he took off his clothes. I could hear the fabric being thrown on the floor by his bed. I sat up and made sure to keep my eyes on his face, trying to be respectful. "You care if I'm naked?"

"What?" I almost choked.

"I sleep naked. Always have." He was down to nothing but a pair of black briefs.

"Oh... Uh... Yeah that's fine," I squeaked, looking away while I heard him strip off the underwear.

He laid in his bed, earbuds in. An eternity passed by while I stared at the ceiling, trying to imagine the view I would see if I just turned my head in his direction.

"You can look. If you want. At me."

Was this some kind of wish fulfillment? Was my puff from the joint messing with my head? Or did I actually hear this man tell me I could look at his naked body? I gulped. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I work hard for it. Attention doesn't bother me."

So I turned my head. His eyes met mine and he flashed that wicked smile again. My eyes navigated from his face to his shaven chest. A few black hairs surrounded his dark, erect nipples. In the line between his abs, a small trail of black hairs led my eyes down to his neatly trimmed pubes. And then I let my gaze soak in his uncut cock dangling between his legs. It was soft, smooth, and about hung about three inches. His balls were relaxed, shaven, and large. I couldn't help but think about how full they probably were.

"Like it?" he asked, as if I was trying a sample of his cooking. I just nodded, truly unable to speak. "Do you want to be naked too?"

"Oh. Well it is a little bit warm, I said." I took off my shirt, slightly embarrassed by the comparison.

"Nice," he said. "Sure you don't work out?"

"Just yoga sometimes."

"Are you flexible?" He was so casual, as if he wasn't re-creating every porn fantasy I had ever seen. At this point, my cock throbbed, trying to escape the restraints of my underwear and pajama bottoms. If he kept this up, I knew I would start leaking precum. I covered my erection with a blanket, trying my best to be subtle.

"A little. I can't do the splits or anything, but I can put my feet behind my head and stuff like that."

"Cool."

The tension settled a little bit while he continued to listen to whatever played on his headphones. I laid back, cognoscente of the tent my dick pitched from under the blankets. My mouth was completely dry while I tried to will myself to sleep.

"Do you like weed?" he asked. "I have brownies. Friend gave them to me."

"Like... special brownies?"

He laughed. "Yes. Wanna get stoned?"

"Oh. I've never really - "

He smiled. "I'll take care of you."

I won't lie. Those words sent a fire blazing in my pelvis. "Okay."

We ate the brownies and talked for a while. I learned that Julian was an engineering student in his second year. He wanted to design airplanes for the military when he got out of school. He only ever spoke a few words at a time, but he was thoughtful, engaging, and took an interest in me. Eventually, we put on some episodes of The Office and waited for the weed to kick in. I was nervous, but he seemed to be able to read when he needed to bring my mind back to the conversation. Aside from the awkward sexual tension before, Julian seemed like someone I could actually be friends with.

Then the weed hit. My chest tightened and he noticed when my breath quickened. I started to laugh. The absolute absurdity of the situation was so preposterous to me that I couldn't contain myself. And then he started to laugh - a deep, melodic bass. It was like we were laughing at each other's laughter in an endless feedback loop. I was so intrigued and shocked that this specimen of a man would even want to talk to me. I suddenly became aware of the fact that he was still naked and sitting next to me on my bed while we watched. And I was shirtless, not caring about the nudity at all. My erection dwindled and I was just comfortable being around Julian.

Eventually we both laid down in our separate beds, letting our minds wander. Julian let me talk most of the time but never let the conversation end.

"I'm glad you're my roommate," I eventually said. And I meant it.

"Me too," he said. "Night, Allan."

"Goodnight, Julian."

Still in the afterglow of the weed and the novelty of my new home, I spent the rest of the night just thinking, recalibrating my understanding of what university life would be like. At some point - I heard Julian's breath quickening and he let out a soft moan. There was a rhythmic creaking from his bed. I never turned my head to look, not wanting to ruin the images that my head conjured up of what was going on in his bed. Instead, I let my imagination run wild while my cock became inconsolably hard. I reached below the waistband of my pants and grasped my erection, slowly running my hand up and down, imagining it was Julian's soft fingers clasping it. Precum gathered at the tip of my cock and eventually started to drip down, my strokes becoming audible from the wetness. I didn't let it stop me. Testing the waters, I started to let out my own moans of pleasure and stroking myself faster, waiting to see if Julian would respond.

He did. That baritone voice, utterly entranced by his own pleasure, resonated through the room while he continued to pleasure himself. We never had to say anything. I never turned my head while I jerked myself off. I imagined Julian grasping my balls, sucking me, gently probing my prostate with his fingers, and eventually filling me with his load. The imagery, supplemented by his own gasps, filled me with a feral, primal pleasure I'd never felt in my life.

The final moan he let out before he finished sent me into orgasm. Shot after shot of cum erupted from my dick, shooting all over my chest. I audibly gasped as the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced caused my entire body to writhe in ecstasy My toes curled and I no longer cared how loud my groans were. Still gasping for air, I heard him say, "Damn. Nice shot."

I finally turned my head and saw his still-erect penis laying against his abs. It was easily eight inches long and thick enough that I could barely imagine wrapping my fingers around it. The moonlight through the window revealed the slight reflection of his silvery-white seed painted on his chest in splatters. There was no denying what had just happened.

Without a word, I stood up to look for a sock or a towel to wipe myself off. He did the same. Before I could get to my drawer he pulled something from his laundry basket. "Here, use this," he said, throwing me a lump of fabric. I managed to catch it and realized that he had tossed me his speedo from earlier. "I'm gonna wash it tomorrow."

I wiped myself off in utter disbelief. I could feel myself getting hard again as I thought about his underwear being soiled by my cum. Without asking, I took my shorts and briefs off, replacing them with the cum-soaked speedo. Julian watched me do it, not saying a word. He just nodded and his approval made me unexplainably satisfied. The rest of the night was surprisingly uneventful. We laid there in silence and I wondered if things would be "normal" the next day. Would he ask me to move out or completely change his attitude toward me after this? Would he ask me to keep this a secret or tell me it could never happen again? In that moment, completely engulfed in the afterglow of my orgasm, I didn't care. I let myself asleep, dreaming of all the things I hoped me and Julian would do as roommates.

Who is this guy? Saw it on twitter

I already watched this movie a few times but I forgot the name. There was a hot young guy and he was a trouble maker. He had a GF and his Mom did not let him live at her house. The older guy had a crush on him and force him to have sex with him if not we would get the younger guy in troubles. The hot younger guy agreed to bottom for the older guy and they got caught by his GF when she came to see him. She ran away and the older guy didn't let him to go after her. The hot younger guy got mad and he shot the older guy to death. I remember this movie cuz the younger guy is so HOT. The older guy force him to get naked and later on he had sex with him even thou the younger guy was not into it. Thanks guys

I walked quickly out of the school and to my car. I climbed in and just sat there. I saw Jimmy walk to his black F350. I started my car and left. A few miles from home, I stopped at a store parking lot so I could rearrange my clothing and freshen up. As I was brushing my hair, I saw the black Ford pull up behind me.

“Oh fuck Jimmy” I sighed audibly. I got out and walked to his passenger side. His window down.

“Jimmy. Why did you follow me. We can’t do this” I said with. She little confidence
“Can we just talk about what just happened?” He asked

“Yes of course”.

“I’ve had a major crush on you since the day I laid eyes on you Mrs A”. He said. That’s why I talk to you daily. I truly have feelings for you. I know I’m younger… but who cares Lori “

“Jimmy I’m married. and old… you’re young and single. That’s not fair to you”.

“And he’s mean and ridicules you Lori!”

It began to rain.

“Get in… we will just talk…I promise”

The door unlocked. I stood in the rain for 90 seconds or more.

“Lori… I mean it. We will just talk” i gave in and climbed inside.

We talked. We talked for nearly an hour without incident.

About an hour in he said
“I really want a relationship with you Lori” he almost looked sad.

“I’m married Jimmy”. I was even sadder to be honest. He seemed to treat me better than my husband ever did and clearly wanted me more.

“I know… but I can’t get you out of my mind”. “I love talking to you daily. It brings me happiness and calm “ he said. I was deeply flattered and I’m sure blushing.

“I enjoy your attention to Jimmy” I smiled at him. I really do… I always have…. I’ve needed someone tp talk to…. To want to give me their time and attention”.

He leaned toward me and kissed me

“Maybe….*kiss* we… *kiss* can….. *kiss* start over…. *kiss* and *kiss* take…..it…. slow” he said softly between gentle kisses against my lips.

“Jimmy…. *kiss* You….. *kiss* promised…. *kiss*“ i replied between his kisses. But I wasn’t fighting him. My eyes were closed and I kissed at him sighing. His hand moved to my hip and he leaned against me in the seat. His kiss became more passionate. I lean toward him and his hand moved to my soft ass and he pawed it through my dress.

“I know I did. But I can’t help it. I need you too badly to not try” I looked into my eyes.

“Jimmy….. I want this….. I really do…fuck… I need it….. but we can’t” I said knowing I didn’t even believe I was trying to resist. He pulled away but also pulled me with him. I found myself in his lap. Straddling him. We began to make out.

His hands moved up and down my hips and sides. Then his hand moved to my belt and he unbuckled it.

“Jimmy…”. He then opened my
Dress

“I love you dresses Lori… but this one needs to come off” he said softly and pushed it off my shoulders onto the floor

“We really shouldn’t” he undid my bra masterfully. My large heavy breasts dropped against his chest and the bra fell onto the dress.

His hands moved down around my ass and he gripped my thick cheeks and smacked my left one playfully. He gripped them again and then his hands moved over my hips and I felt his thumbs slip under my panties and then a slight tug and POP and I realized he had just ripped my panties off.

“JIMMY!! What the fu…. And his fingers found my pussy and he skillfully shut me up… “oh fuck James” I groaned. Already feeling another orgasm building. As he began to finger me. His other hand undid his belt and jeans. He lifted me and pulled his pants to his ankles and sat back down.

His hands moved over my hips and my stomach. He rubbed every inch of my
Tummy with his fingertips. My hands gripped his. “Jimmy stop. I’m self conscious about my stomach. I’m so chubby”

“Lori…. I want you…. Every part of you. Every chubby part of you” he smiled and laughed. His right hand found my pussy again and began to finger fuck me hard as he sucked on my nipples and his left hand grabbed at my stomach playfully


“You make me so happy Lori….” He moaned.

I felt his hand leave my pussy and then move between my legs
“And you also make me really really hard” he groaned and I felt his large cock pushing my soft lips apart.

“Jimmy!” I snapped…. “What happened to goinnnnggg sloowwwnnnnngg James!” I actually grunted as my soaking wet pussy was beginning to be stretch open around his fat cock again.


“God you feel so good Lori” he moaned. His head buried inside me. His right hand on my hip and his left playing with my tits.

“James, your dick is so damn big” I groaned. His cock beginning to slide deeper. I felt so full already. “Go slow… it’s been a while” I moaned. His hand moved to my other hip and he held me as he pushed into me.

“You’re so tight my God” he muttered

“Well… I’ve never had anyone this big baby” I kissed him as his cock pushed deeper into me.
“No one has been there!” I giggled
“oh fuck that’s hot!” He groaned and pushed fully into me. We remained motionless. Then his hands moved to my ass and he gripped them tightly.

“Jesus James… my pussy is so full… I’ve never felt anything like this before”
He pushed against me. Suddenly a weird discomfort but also pleasurable sensation hit me. “Oh fuck” I groaned. “I know no dick has been there before!!”

“What?” He asked grinding deeply again
The head of his hard cock smashing against my cervix. “Oh Jesus Christ James!” I grunted.

“You ok?” He asked. Holding me tightly against him and grinding his cock into me
“Oh fuck James. Oh fuck. That’s my fucking cervix ooohh. Ohhh ooohh. Fuck James!” I groaned and an orgasm rocked me so hard I’m not even sure I didn’t pass out. My pussy milked his fat cock.
“Jesus what are you doing to me?” I moaned hugged him. Once I regained my composure, I began to ride him. I could feel every inch of his cock stretching every inch of my insides. The walls of my vagina wrapped tightly around him. I rode him for 15-20 minutes. His hands explored my body… my tits, my ass, my legs. My stomach. After my 3rd mind blowing orgasm I realized we had completely fogged the windows. I also saw it was dark.

“Jesus Jimmy. What time is it” I said “uuungg oh my God that’s deep” I grunted sinking down on his long dick the head pressing against my womb again. “Jesus you’re so deep Jimmy”

“8:45pm” he said. Kissing me.
“I gotta go baby” I said and kissed him back.

He pulled me close

“James. I need to hurry. It’s late. My husband….”

holding me tightly his big hands grasping my ass he began to pound his big dick upward into me. Each thrust buried all of his long fat monster deeper inside of me. His steel head slamming against my womb over and over and over.

“Oh fuck James. Oh fuck. Ooooo oooooo uuuuhh uuuhh. Aaaaa aaaaaa aaaa oooooh. Fuuuccck Jimmy. Jimmy. Ooooo Jimmy. Ooooo god. Jimmy” I screamed loudly as he fucked me. Thrusting hard into me as he pulled me down on him. His big heavy balls slapping against my ass. The truck was rocking and I was screaming.

“Oh God Lori you feel so good. You’re so tight and wet. You’re going to make me cum baby. Uggnnnnnn nnnngggnnngggg Uuuggnnn!!!” he groaned and he jerked.

FUCK JIMMY” I screamed as I came when i felt his hot cum explode against my cervix deep inside me. He held me close. Gripping my ass, “uuuuggnnn ugggnnn “ he grunted, His huge cock filling me fully as he pumped cum in me over and over.
He held me. Not moving. He began kissing my breasts.

“I have to go Jimmy!” I yelled rolling off of him. “I’m sorry baby” I kissed his lips and face. “I’m so sorry I have to leave” I kissed him again. I loosely wrapped the dress around me… buckled the belt and climbed out. I looked at him sitting there. His cock was shiny and wet, and his balls were soaked in my juices. His leather seats were flooded. I kissed him again. His hand moved and grabbed my pussy. Than my hips and ass. I pulled away a shut his door. I ran to the car in the rain and jumped in.
Sitting in the seat Jimmy’s cum slowly dripped onto my seats.

This is fantasy.

Jimmy always said hello to me… each and every day he made a point to come to my desk to say hello. He always sits in the front row and talks to me and answers questions all day. He’s 20 or 21, tall, skinny, with soft curly hair. He seems really fit and maybe even strong. But he always wears jeans and hoodies to class since the school is always chilly. A few times I’ve seen him in a short sleeve shirt. His arms are ripped.

Let me introduce myself.
I’m a college marketing professor. I just turned 50 last month. I’m chubby. Maybe even fat, I don’t know. Im just under 200lbs, and curvy. I’ve been married 30 years. My husband and I are happy I guess, but not in bed. We haven’t had sex in 4-5 years. He has ED but claims it’s because I gained wait after our 3 child. I was around 140 before our 3rd child. Since then I became a full time professor and just kind of lost time to keep up with my fitness. Anytime we try to get intimate. He fails fo remain erect snd blames my chubbiness. It’s so hurtful. So I gave up on it years ago I don’t even remember the last time I was aroused.

Anyway. Back to my story.

Jimmy was so friendly everyday since last spring semester. Then this fall he was just as friendly and went out of his way to sT hello to me. He even brought me breakfast a few times He was Just sweet and said hello. That was about it. Until last month. Then things changed……..

The day it seemed to change was a hot September day. My husband decided he wanted to take our youngest and her friends to the pool. He insisted I go, but I don’t have a swimsuit. He insisted. Sk on the way we stopped at Walmart. All they had left tbat was a blue 2 piece. I was mortified. I was pale, and my tummy showed. As did my wide hips and thick butt. I’ll admit my tits looked amazing as usual. 40 DDs. The bottoms came with a sheer skirt to cover the bikini portion a little, But it still showed everything and maybe even brought attention tk my curvy hips. I hated it. I began to put it back, but my husband got upset, so I gave jn and bought it. He was still irritated because I was now upset. Why he would think ld be comfortable this bikini is beyond me, after he constantly criticizes my size. I always wearing dresses and skirts to school to teach. I was the most comfortable in them. Especially the dresses. They hid my chubbiness a little and were just comfy to have on. That’s what I’m used to. Being hidden. Now I was about to be in a bikini at a public pool.

We got to the pool. I went to change. My husband and our youngest already were in their swimsuits. So they headed into the pool.

I got into my bikini and stared in the mirror. Jesus I looked so bad. So chunky and pale. I began to cry….. I can’t go out there like this. A woman saw me crying. She asked if I was ok… I explored why was in my head and she told me i was crazy. She said I looked phenomenal and to embrace my curves. She even had the nerve to smack my ass and joked how I had junk in my trunk.I was taken aback but also appreciated the humor. I smiled at her.

“Sorry. I’ve always wanted to do that.. and needed to make you smile” she said

After I calmed down I washed mt face my eyes were blood shot and red. I stepped out of the bathroom and walked toward the pool. It was scorching hot and sunny. I saw my husband and daughter standing near the wall in the shallow end.

As I walked toward them. I realized Jimmy was sitting on the edge near my husband. He was staring at me as I neared the pool. His eyes never left me as I stepped into the water and down the steps. The water was warm. I walked to my husband. I smiled at him. “It’s about time” he bitched.

“sorry. I was too self conscious to come out” I said.

“Yeah. Don’t blame you” he said bluntly. My heart sank. Then I noticed Jimmy slip off the side into the water and walking toward me.

“Hi Mrs Anderson” he smiled.

“Hi Jimmy”I smiled back this is my husband Matt, and youngest daughter.

“Hi” Jimmy said. “You look amazing Mrs A” he said. “I’m so used to seeing you in those long dresses at school…. This is very different” he continued. My husbands faced tensed. But Jimmy just smiled at us.

“Well. I’ll see you around school Mrs A. It was good SEEING you” he said and winked at me…

“Uuuuh yeah. You too Jimmy. You too” I replied and he left.

The rest of the day was uneventful. Though I caught him staring at me a few times.

Since that day…. Jimmy’s behavior at school changed. He was still sweet and said hello… but now he stops and talks for longer. He always gives me compliments and even flirts.

Today…. It went farther

I was sitting at the desk. I was wearing my new bright blue sundress with a long slit along the side, with brown leather belt.

Jimmy walked in.

“Wow Mrs Anderson… love that dress… it’s the same color as your swim suit” he noted. “You make it look fabulous!” His smile was beaming.

Looking down. I realized it was the same color as the swimsuit. I was kind of blown away he remember that.

“Thanks Jimmy”. I smiled back.

During class. He kept asking questions and seemed to be lost. Which wasn’t typical. Toward the end. He asked if he could stay after and get some help. I thought nothing of it and said

“of course”


Class ended and Jimmy came up to my desk after everyone else left. I stood and moved to a large table… I put my books down and sat in the only chair and turned to him

“Pull a chair up here Jimmy” I said.

“Ok Mrs A” he said happily and picked up a chair and put it beside me. I had expected him to sit across the table from me, But he put it directly beside me. He took his hoodie off and tossed it on a nearby chair. He sat down. He was close….. very close.

“I appreciate the help” he said sweetly.

“Oh no problem Jimmy” i smiled at him.

We worked for about 20-25 minutes going over what we went over in class. He seemed to understand it now… but I still went over it all again. He had slowly moved closer and closer during the time. I was writing in his binder when I felt his hand brush my outer thigh. It opened the slit of my dress and material fell to each side of my knee to my left thigh…

“Oh!” I jumped a little.
“Oh I’m so sorry” he said softly.

I suddenly felt like I was on fire… I smiled as I looked at him, and blushed.
“Oh it’s ok.. just startled me” I said believing it was an innocent bump……

I continued to think as such until a few
Minutes later he brushed against my leg, but this time his large warm hand grasped and squeezed my upper thigh.

“Mrs A?” I said softly as looked at me
“Jimmy?….” I replied. Just staring at him…. My eyes wide like a startled deer as I felt his hand move up My thigh. I moved my hand from the table and grasped his hand and held it just below the end of my dress. His hand was so close. I could feel his heat warming my pussy. I could feel myslef getting wet. I hadn’t felt that in years…. Maybe even a decade.

“Uhm Jimmy….. this isn’t right” I look directly in his eyes.
“Why?” He smiled.
“Why?… well… I’m old enough to be your mother.” I laughed nervously….

“Eh…. I don’t think that’s an issue Mrs A” and his hand moved under my dress. My hand held his, but I didn’t stop him. and suddenly his fingers moved over my panties and down between my thick fat thighs and rubbed and gripped my thick pussy. Suddenly I was mortified.

I was so embarrassed by my size again. I was so overweight. This athletic young man will be repulsed by me, honestly shocked he hadn’t already decided to stop himself.

“You should stop Jimmy” I said. “I’m too old and … and I’m not sexy”

“What??? Why???” He said, looking shocked….. his hand continued to massage and grip my now sensitive pussy lips.

“I’m fat and old…” I said looking away from him… “my own husband doesn’t want me anymore”.

“Why do say something like that? Jimmy asked. He seemed genuinely confused and even sad.

“He literally says I’m the reason he can’t have sex. I don’t turn him on because I gained weight” I explained.

“What?? Is he insane?” Jimmy nearly yelled. “You’re fucking hot as hell, Mrs A”.

“No I’m not.” I argued back. “And since I gained weight I’ve dressed frumpy. It’s just comfortable”

“Fat?….. Frumpy?….. Mrs Anderson….” His fingers curled under the side of my panties and pulled them to the side. I haven’t felt someone’s touch down there in so many years. His fingers moved delicately through the curls of my thick bush. My pussy was aching and dripping wet. “Mrs A…that’s a load of bullshit. you’re stunning…” he said loudly. “And I fucking love your bush” he literally growled. It sounded as if it came from his soul. His hand spreading across my pussy lips. His fingers expertly spreading my puffy wet lips and looking for my now throbbing clit.

“Jimmy…. This isn’t ok… we shouldn…..” I stopped as his finger found its target and he rubbed my clit. “Oh fuck” I groaned and closed my eyes. My legs relaxed his left hand reached across and pulled my legs apart. My dress hung open over my hips as his hand moved lower and his long finger slipped inside me. He slowly fingered me as he firmly pressed his palm against my mound, massaging my clit.

“Oh fucking Jesus” I moaned. Scooting down so I could open my legs more. He began to move his finger in and out of my sopping wet pussy and I could hear the wet smacks of his hand against my lips. He slowly turned my chair to face him, keeping his finger inside me as he did.

“God Jimmy.. that feels so good…” I moaned. “We shouldn’t do this though” I groaned. “Oh fuck. Don’t stop. Oh god don’t stop”

He switched and began rubbing my clit with his thumb as his left hand undid belt. It dropped to my sides and he opened my dress fully. I looked down. I watched his thumb, buried in my bush and between my lips massaging my clit……my eyes roamed below my heaving tits My pale pudgy stomach looked hideous to me. I became so embarrassed. I began to close my legs and push away from him.

“No Jimmy.. please… You don’t want me”.

He stopped. His hand still pressed against my pussy. “Why?…”

“Look at me… I’m so big and you don’t want that” I replied. Mortified I looked at the floor.

“Mrs A!!! “He snapped.. “you’re intoxicating…” he said calmly again, as he pulled me closer to him. His hand pressed firmly against my pussy lips and his finger once again entered me and he stood over me and kissed at my neck.

“Oh God” I moaned. His hands moved to my hips and he gripped me and lifted me easily out of the chair. Instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Oh my God what are you doing?” I said shocked. One by what was happening. And also how easily he lifted me.

“What I’ve wanted to do since the first day I stepped foot in your class”.

He wrapped my legs around him and carried me to my desk. He put me down on it , my dress fully open, he pulled his shirt off. and moved closer to my body, his between my legs.

“Jimmy…… we sh….” I began and he leaned in and kissed me. As his hands began to grip and rub my hips, He lightly bit and sucked on my lower lip. “Uuuhhhhhh” I moaned as he nipped at my neck snd shoulder. His hands moved up my
Hips to my stomach. Then over my
Large breasts held in by my bra. His hands quickly explored my chest as his mouth found mine again. I’d never had a man touch me like this. You could tell by his touch and kisses he WANTED me… not just sex. Not just to get his little dick wet like my husband. Jimmy wanted all of me…. My pussy clenched and relaxed over and over. Fluids dripping out of my onto my
Desk. I couldn’t believe how he was manip my body. I was already on the edge of an orgasm. My husband had never even given me one in 30 years. My husband was my first and only lover, and a poor one at that. Within seconds, Jimmy’s fingers found the clasp between my breasts and with a slight movement. My bra came apart and my heavy tits dropped, but were quickly enveloped in his large hands. He gripped and kneaded my breasts as he kissed me and kissed my neck, my ears. Then his right hand moved between my legs, pulling my panties aside again, and found my wet pussy. His head dropped and began to suck ln my
Left nipple as he palmed and massaged my right breast…. He gently but quickly began to finger me, and that’s all it took….. “aaaaa uuuuggggg. Uuuuuhhuuuggggg” I grunted and I closed my eyes and threw my head back as an incredible orgasm rocked through me. I shook against his body and my pussy grinded against his hand as my juices poured out of me….

He kissed me again…. Then stepped back. Leaning over he slowly moved his head down between my legs and suddenly licked my clit. “You taste so fucking good Mrs A” he said and my body began to convulse with the touch of his hot tongue.
“Fuck J… jim… jimmy…. Call me Lori” I grunted and groaned and another orgasm took over my mind. “Oh fuc….fuucck”

He leaned back up and undid his belt and jeans. He unzipped and pulled his pants down to his thighs. His long thick cock stood out in front of him. His heavy balls dangled below. His thick head throbbed. And I swear I could see his pulse. He had the sexiest cock id ever seen. Throbbing and covered in veins. He was easily 2 times longer than my husband, and thicker too. He appeared to be harder than I could imagine too. Almost painfully erect. He moved closer.

“Jimmy….ji….. jesus” Is all I could saw as he placed his dick against my clit.
“You’re so warm Mrs Anderson” he moaned in my ear. His chest pressed against mine. I could feel his hand between my legs putting his big dick in position.

“Jimmy…. Baby….. maybe this is too much.. ba…. And then his head moved between my pouty lips and I gasped.

“Jimmy…..” I felt his rock hard head push against my wet hole

“Jimmy…. I’m married remember. We shouldn’t.” My tight pussy began to stretch around him. It hurt a little..

“James” i grunted. He pushed his head inside me slowly

“Fuck, you're so tight, Lori” he moaned in my ear.

And then a loud knock at my door.
“Lori, you still here?” my friend Bethany, a fellow professor, called from the hallway.

“Oh my god,, Jimmy…” I whispered and this gave me the chance to stop this. I pulled away from him. I felt his wonderful dick come out of me and fluids drain from me. I realized his hands were groping my stomach. Trying to pull me back to him.

“Please Lori?” He seemed to almost begging.

“Baby we can… can’t do this” I slipped off the desk, fixing my bra and then my dress.
“Sssshh. Please…. We can’t get caught… I’m your professor and I’m married” I groaned. Not even convincing myself as my pussy soaked my panties fully and I began to feel it dripping down my thighs. I heard Beth walking away. I fully dressed as did Jimmy. We then left out the back hall. He grabbed me in the hall and kissed me.

I pulled away. “Jimmy. My god. Please. I mean. Thank you. Jesus thank you” I panted. “I’ve NEEEVVVEEERR had an orgasm like that… But we can’t do this. It’s too much… Too far”

I dropped my robe and climbed into bed….. my fingers slipped into my panties and rubbed my clit. I quickly came hard and fell asleep.


I woke up sometimes in the morning. It was daylight outside. I was definitely sober again. My head was throbbing. I closed my eyes

Someone knocked on the door. I checked I was covered

“Come in?” I said.
Jackson walked in. My pussy began to warm.

“Hi.. hey Jackie” I whimpered accidentally.
“Hey Stacey…. Can we talk”? He said.

“Of course… nothing has changed” I said faking confidence and patted the bed beside me. He sat close to me. Heat radiated from him.

“Ugh…. I’m hung over” he groaned. “My head is pounding”

“Me too” I smiled. “Where’s everyone else at?” I asked. “What time is it?”

“It’s about 6:45 and they’re Still asleep… lucky fuckers” he groaned. “I feel like shit”

“I’m sorry Jackie” I sat up and rubbed his neck and forehead.

“I’m sorry about last night” he said. “I was out of line” he said softly.

“No… you were ok” I replied rubbing his forehead. “I shouldn’t have allowed that to go that far…. I just lost control…. That’s my fault …… well. Maybe that’s your fault… but still. I went too far”. I smiled at him.

“Well… I’m not upset it happened. I meant every word I said.. I’ve wanted that to happen since I’ve known you” he said. I blushed. My pussy dripped. My hand dropped from his head to his knee.

“Jackson…..” I said softly.

“Yeah?”

“I don’t know how to handle this.”

“Handle what?”

“You…… me….THIS”. I gestured between us.

“I want this… Jesus I want this… but I don’t know how to deal with this…” I said softly.

He adjusted and I saw his dick was already swollen in his shorts.

“Jesus Jackie” I smiled looking at it.

“Yeah. I think I’ve been like this since you left last night” he groaned laughing.

“Oh my God I’m sorry” my hand grasped him through his shorts and rubbed it..
“Jesus you’re so hard”.

“That IS you’re fault” he smiled

“Jesus you’re sweet Jackson” I smiled deeply at him. “You’re also huge. Fuck”

He smiled then winced. His head clearly hurting him

“Lay down Jackie” I lifted my blankets. He looked and then laid down and I covered us both up. “Relax and rest” i snuggled against him… Jesus he was so much larger than me. His 6’4” frame against my 5’0” frame probably looked comical. I pressed my head against his chest. He fell asleep… I dozed off a few times. But mostly laid there against him. Shortly after falling asleep his hand slid over me and he held me close snoring. I’ve never felt this safe.

He began to stir. I think it had been about and hour or hour and a half.
“Sorry… I fell asleep…”. He said.

“That’s ok… what do you think I wanted you to do when I let you into bed?” I asked dead faced

“Oh… I’m sorry. Noth.. nothing Mrs K” he stammered. Blushing “I didn’t mean to assume….”

“Jackie….” I whispered. “It’s ok. I pushed the blankets off and lifted my hips. I wiggled my obviously soaked panties off my hips and legs kicking them off. I spread my legs open

He just sat there. Staring at me.
“Take your shorts off Jackson…” I said sternly. He came out of his trance and ripped his shorts off. He sat on his knees staring at me and smiling. His throbbing cock standing out away from his body bobbing up and down. It was so thick and heavy looking. “Fuck you’re beautiful” he groaned. His cock bounced

“Come here Jackie” I laid back. He moved between my legs and over me. He sat back on his legs. My legs wrapped around his waist. His cock bounced up and down on my bush…. Each time it dropped against me it sent electricity through my soul.

“Go slow Jackson. You’re large and it’s been a long time for me.” I pleaded with him.

“How long?” He asked. His hands massaging my thighs.

“More than 3 years and I’ve never even seen a cock as big as yours sweetie”. My pussy juices ran out of me and down my ass.

“You sure about this Mrs K?” He looked at me

“Stacey hun… it’s Stacey” I reached down and tugged in his cock getting him harder.
“Yes”

“I need you Stacey. I need to feel you” he groaned as he pushed his cock against my clit and ground it’s full length against it. I swear my body jerked and shuddered uncontrollably. “Oh fuck” I grunted. I was soaking wet, and his cock was already soaked with my juices, he pushed the head down and pushed it between my
Swollen red lips.

“I want you inside me” I moaned and lifted my legs higher, aiming my aching pussy upwards. Suddenly we heard voices downstairs. His friends were awake. My hands gripped the sheets as he began to push into me. I was so wet and slick, even his large cock began to open me up.

“Oh Jesus Jackie, you’re so big” I felt my tight pussy opening around his rock hard head “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck you’re so big” it felt as if my pussy was stretching beyond belief. “Slow baby, please”

“You’re so tight Mrs K” he groaned. His hands gripping my hips as he pushed deeper. My pussy was stretching around his shaft and I could feel the walls of my vagina squeezing his invading cock.

“Oh my God Jackie, you’re so fucking big” I yelled uncontrollably and a little too loud, it fell silent downstairs. I looked down and saw only 1/3 of his fat cock was inside me and he was still pushing. At about half way I thought for sure I’d never take anymore. I felt so full.

“Oh god Jackie. Oh my god, you’re stretching me too much..” I groaned. “I can’t take all of you” I looked up at him. He leaned down and kissed me and kissed at my cheeks and neck. He pulled out slowly. “Ooohh fuuuuccckkk” i felt my pussy walls gripping at his tool as it slid outward. He pushed my legs against my chest.. “I need you Mrs k” he whispered ”I need to feel your pussy around my cock” he moaned. Nipping at my earlobes. His hands moved under my ass and he groped at my cheeks he pulled my hips upward as he thrust into me. “Uugghhrrr”
He grunted as his fat cock opened me fully.
“Uugghh. Aaaaaaahh fuuucckk Jackson!!” I groaned loudly as his cock buried itself inside me. His balls smashed against my pussy lips. He ground his massive cock deeply inside me.

“Oh my God Jackie. I’m so stretched out on your dick!” I yelled “you’re so fucking big!!”

“You’re so tight and warm Stacey” he groaned into my ear. “You feel so good…. “

“Everything ok up there?” I heard Alex yell “Mrs K?… you ok?

“Yes yes! I’m ok sweetie” I attempted to reply as Jackson pulled out quickly and thrust deeply into me again.

“Uuugghh” I grunted loudly. “Jackie…” i moaned as he pulled out and thrusted hard and deep once again. “Uuuhghhhh” I grunted again. Jackson sat up again, taking my large breasts in my hands he kneaded them roughly as he slammed his meat in and out of my poor little pussy. My fingernails digging into his biceps, sweat pouring from both of our bodies.

“Mrs K?” Alex again.

“Yeah Alex. I’m ok. Uuugghh” Jackie entered me deeply again.

“Is Jackson up there? We can’t find him”

“oh… uuughhhh….. I don’t know sweetie.uughhh…. I haven’t seen him….uuughhnn” i grunted as Jackson pummeled my body.


Jackson slowly began to pick up speed and began to fuck me…. he stared into my eyes… “you feel amazing Mrs K.” He moaned. “Your pussy feels so good”.

he slammed into me over and over and I heard it. The crack of my headboard against the wall, and the clapping of our bodies colliding. There was no way anyone in the house didn’t know Jackson was fucking my brains out.

Clap crack “uggghh” clap crack “uuggh” the sounds were undeniable to anyone, especially college men.

“Ooohh fuck Jackie. Oh fuck… my pussy is so stretched out. You’re pounding my little pussy”. I grunted and groaned. He pumped in and out of my for a few minutes The bed cracking against the wall. I felt an orgasm building. My pussy was gripping his rock hard cock as it moved in and out of me “You’re going to make me cum Jackie” I whispered in his ear” and he began to fuck me harder. “Oh my God Jackson” my eyes wide open and I groaned and wrapped my legs around his waist I dug my nails into his back pulling him closer as he pounded into me. “Oh my God!”

“Mrs K?”
“Oh Jesus”.
“What the fuck” I heard voices at the doorway. Looking passed Jackson, There stood Brad and Alex staring at Jackson’s ass and my pussy wrapped around his massive cock. Their mouths on the floor.

“Oh Jesus Jackson” I began to say but I hit the edge of my climax. I buried my head into Jackson’s chest , forgetting about men staring at me being brutally fucked on my bed.

“Cum on my big dick Stacey” He groaned against me. “Cum on my cock”

“Oh my god Jackson. Oh fuck. Ugh ugh Oh my god. Oh god. Ugh ugh Don’t stop Jackson. Oh god. Ugh Yes baby. Don’t stop. Please Jackie ugh ugh please ugh Don’t stop. I’m going to cum Jackie. Oh baby. I’m going to cum Jackie. Oh fuck baby” panted as my body tensed and I arched under him. My pussy spasmed and gripped and pulled on his massive dick inside me. “Uugghh nnnggg. Ugh ugh nnnngg oh fuck Jackson!!” “Oh fuck I’m cumming jackie” I screamed as my body shook hard against him and my fluids poured out around his thrusting cock. I collapsed on the bed my head turned toward the pillows I closed my eyes and panted as he continued to fuck me more gently. I felt him adjust and He turned toward the door “get the fuck out of here dumbasses!” He yelled and the two guys turned and left.

He turned back to me and leaned over me kissing me deeply, his hands roaming over my body as he continued to fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before. Long deep slow strokes of his massive cock made my body shake and tremble. Each deep thrust made me squirm under him. My sheets soaked with my cum and sweat. I’ve never felt this worn out, stretched, and happy in my life.

“I’m going to cum Mrs K” he groaned looking into my eyes “You’re so fucking sexy Mrs K. So beautiful…. You’re going to make me cum with your tight pussy. ” my pussy clinched and gripped him. “Oh yeah Stacey… you’re so snug on my fat cock”. His hand moved to my pussy and he began to rub my clit as he thrusted harder into my abused pussy. “Cum with me Stacey” he groaned as he played with my pussy.
“Ooohh fuuuuccckk Jackson” I groaned as another orgasm quickly built as I felt his cock becoming amazingly harder inside em as his orgasm also neared.

“Oh fuck Mrs K…You’re going to make me cum… oh fuck you’re so tight and warm. Oh fuuuccckk I’m cumming” he slammed into me and grunted and groaned as I once again arched against him. I gripped my sheets as I felt his cock erupt inside me.

Uuugghhnnn Stacey. Uugghh GRRRRRR”he growled as Hot cum exploded inside me. It felt like my stomach was instantly on fire as his cum filled me and escaped around his massive cock buried deeply in my body as he repeatedly pumped cum in me. It poured down my asscrack onto my bed “ooohh fuck Jackson fuuuckk OH GOD” I screamed as another orgasm rocked through me like electricity and I shook hard under him. He began kissing me. Kissing my neck, chest. He collapsed next to me and we spooned. I was completely relaxed. I fell asleep quickly.

Trained the system off a few authors this is what I got
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It was another ordinary day for Tim. Get up, have a quick breakfast then head off to the gym for a before school workout. At least that is the way it started. That all changed when he walked into the gym and saw the new girl behind the reception desk. She had long black hair, large green eyes and a beautiful face. Her body was just as good with huge breasts that looked like they could crush anyone's skull and a butt that could make your jaw drop. He would have never guessed she was only 18 years old.

As Tim was staring he heard a voice say "Hello, how are you today?" It was the girl from the front desk. "Hi," he said. Staring stupidly he felt the heat rising in his face, and his cock beginning to stir.

"Can I help you with anything?" she asked. "No thanks," he replied, "I'm Tim, a regular member, just never seen you here before."

"Oh, I'm new. I've only been working here for about 2 weeks," she replied.

Tim was mesmerized by her beauty and couldn't believe this gorgeous young woman was talking to him.

"It's nice to meet you." He said, "I guess I better get changed." With that he headed into the locker room, visions of the raven haired beauty swirling in his mind.

In the locker room Tim found the usual morning regulars, all chatting loudly about the new girl. He learned her name was Clarice. Stepping up to a locker he began to undress. As always all conversation stopped, when he did. You see, Tim definitely commanded attention. At 5'10" tall and 320 pounds of pure muscle he could rival any professional bodybuilder. But, what really drew people's attention was the huge slab of cock meat between his legs. At 16 and 1/2 inches flaccid and ankle thick it was enough to make anyone swoon. His balls were also huge, the size of baseballs and he had to empty them every day at least twice a day. Man or woman he didn't care as long as there was a willing hole.

***

After changing into his workout clothes Tim headed back out to the gym floor. He took a moment to catch his breath and watch the new girl as she stood behind the desk. She was wearing a tight fitting sports bra that showed off her huge tits to perfection. The rest of her outfit consisted of a pair of white shorts that cupped her bubble butt and displayed it perfectly. He watched as she typed on the computer, occasionally glancing over at the door to the locker room.

Tim had been benchpressing for about 30 minutes when Clarice came over. Tim could not help but stare. Her ass looked amazing in those shorts. He love the way they squeezed her cheeks together. The fact that she was looking straight at him as she walked up made his cock begin to harden. The huge tube under his tight sweats snaking further down his left leg

"Hey Tim," she said, "How's the workout going?"

"Fine, fine," he replied. "You look like you're doing well."

"Thanks, I'm trying to get in shape for summer. I have a pool party to go to this weekend and I want to be bikini ready."

Tim looked her up and down and replied "You look pretty ready to me."

Clarice blushed and looked down, then back at Tim. "Really? Well maybe we can go to the beach sometime."

"That would be great," Tim said.

The two continued to talk for the next hour. As they did Clarice continued to sneak glances at Tim's crotch. His huge cock was clearly visible through the baggy sweats. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and she asked him if he that was his cock.

"Yeah," he replied. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, but you are just so damn hot I can't help it."

Clarice blushed again and replied "It's ok. I guess I shouldn't have been staring at your dick like that."

Tim smiled and said "Well, I know what you mean. You've got an amazing body and those tits are unbelievable. I think I could stare all day."

Clarice smiled and said "Thanks. I appreciate the compliment. If you want to see more, I'll be happy to show you."

Smiling Clarice turned and walked to the women's locker room and entered. Tim glanced around quickly and followed her inside. As soon as he entered she pushed the door shut and locked it.

"I'm glad you followed me," she said, "Now let me see that big cock of yours."

Tim reached down and began lowering his sweats. With a little help from Clarice he managed to pull them down over his thick thighs and massively swollen horsecock stepped out of them. Clarice gasped at the sight of his massive tool. It was pulsing and throbbing with excitement.

"Oh my god," she said, "How big is that thing?"

"Bigger than you can imagine," Tim replied.

"That's not possible," she replied.

"You just wait and see," he replied.

Clarice stepped closer and began to stroke his shaft. It felt amazing. She looked up at Tim and said "I've never seen anything like this before. How does it feel?"

"Amazing," he replied.

Clarice lifted the incredible length to her mouth and began to lick the huge head of his cock. It was so smooth and velvety. She licked all around the head then began to kiss the thick shaft. Her tongue was swirling and she could feel Tim's cock getting longer and thicker with each beat of his heart.

She looked up at him and asked "How does that feel?"

"It feels great," he replied.

Clarice took a deep breath and began to slowly slide the massive length into her throat. She had never done anything like this before, but she knew she had to try. After a few minutes she about 12 inches of his cock in her mouth and throat. So much more remained.

"I can't do anymore," she gurgled around his cock.

"No problem," Tim replied.

He reached forward and grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her mouth. Forcing another 8 inches down her throat. Almost half of him was inside her now.

"Fuck!" she cried.

"Just relax and take it," Tim said.

With that he began to fuck her throat harder. He fucked it hard and fast, sliding his shaft in and out like a piston. Clarice's eyes rolled back and she began to gag. She was taking so much cock and it felt so good. She had never experienced anything like this before.

Tim pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. "Are you ok?" he asked.

"I'm fine," she replied.

Tim grabbed her hair and began to fuck her throat again. This time he held nothing back. After about 2 minutes of this he stopped and told her to spread her legs.

"Please don't stop," she pleaded.

Tim reached down and grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders. Then he placed the softball sized head of his enormous cock against her pussy lips and began to slowly enter her. She felt the first third of his cock enter her and it stretched her to her limits, bumping against her cervix painfully, until it opened and allowed him to fill her womb.

"Oh god," she cried.

"You're doing great," Tim replied.

He began to fuck her slowly at first, then faster and harder. He began to pound her like a jackhammer. It was amazing. The feeling of his huge cock deep inside her made her cum over and over again. Each orgasm was stronger than the last.

"I can't take anymore," she cried.

Tim replied, "I'm not done yet."

Tim grabbed her hips and began to fuck her harder and faster. He could feel her pussy tighten up and begin to convulse around his cock. "Oh god," she cried.

"You're cumming again!" Tim exclaimed.

"I'm cumming again!" she screamed.

Tim continued to pound her, each thrust of his cock driving another wave of pleasure through her body. Finally he couldn't hold back any longer and he began to cum. His huge load shot deep into her womb.

"Oh my god," she gasped.

***

After a few minutes of catching their breath Tim pulled his cock out of Clarice's pussy. "Wow," he said, "That was incredible."

Clarice smiled as she stared at the monster cock now draped over Tim's huge muscular thigh, with the head resting on the floor, and said "I know. I've never felt anything like that before."

Tim stood up and grabbed her hand. "Come on, let's go back to my place and do it again."

This is just a random fantasy story I had/came up with. Enjoy

There I was anxiously waiting in line for my latte. I had a class at 11:30 and the professor depends on my for everything since i’m her TA. I’m John, a junior at Michigan State getting a degree in Biomedical Sciences. I’m one of the top students in my class so naturally every professor wanted me as their TA. I grabbed my latte and ran out the door straight to the class. I got there just in the nick of time. Anatomy 101 is my first class and today they had an exam so I prepared it and handed it out. They all worked away at the exam, until sexy star football player, Kyle busted into class late causing a disruption.

“Why are you late?” asked the professor he shrugged and sat down. I went to hand him an exam but the professor stopped me, “I have other plans for him.” she said, whatever that means.

Class ended and everyone was leaving, Kyle was walking out but the professor told him to wait cause she needed to speak to him.

“Kyle, this is the 8th time you’ve come late to my class, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“i’m sorry, won’t happen again, practice has been killing me.” Kyle said

“I understand that but you must balance these things, John here is going to tutor you for the rest of the semester, otherwise I’m going to fail you. Understood?” I shot a look of disbelief at my professor, me tutor him? he doesn’t even know the anatomical term for fingers. Kyle nodded and walked away. I was so confused as to what just happened. I went back to my apartment and relaxed before beef head kyle showed up. I don’t even understand why everyone’s so obsessed with him. Yea he’s hot but he’s dumb too. I mean as much as i wouldn’t mind seeing him shirtless i’d rather just not deal with him. Just then there was a knock at my door.

“Coming.” i said. I opened the door to Kyle standing there in a tee and blue jeans, his blonde hair messy but intentionally and his eyes blue as the ocean. I cleared my throat after staring at him for too long, “come in come in.” He walked in and put his stuff at the table, “Okay, I know this isn’t ideal but I can help you pass.” i explained “yea i know, what do we start with?” he sounded enthused. We started with calculus and then after an hour moved on to anatomy.

“Okay, what is the largest muscle in the body?” I asked

Kyle laughed and said, “my cock, duh” i rolled my eyes and looked at him,”haha very funny but i’m being serious.”

“I’m being serious too, I have a huge cock. I know you’ve heard the rumors.” Kyle said smirking. It’s true I have heard the rumors that Kyle has a huge cock, I have heard a girl say once that it was 10 inches long and 7 inches of girth. Obviously this is a rumor but the way he’s talking about it made me a little curious, my cock twitched a little, i’ve been horny since my last hookup and that was weeks ago, can’t let this distract me.

“Yea yea whatever, most rumors are false Kyle” I snapped back. He looked at me and said, “oh really?” He stood up and started unbuckling his belt, “what’re you doing??” i yelled. “proving the rumor true” he said smiling

He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his pants and pulls down the zipper. In one swift motion he pulls his pants and underwear down and there it is. The rumor ended up being true, I was face to face with the biggest cock i’d ever seen.

“Oh my god, is that real??” i said he laughed, “of course it is, I mean i’m still soft but yea it’s real” he said grabbing it and hitting it on my table, I couldn’t stop staring at it, just his soft cock was about 7 inches and 5 inches girth. He noticed i kept staring and said, “it gets bigger when it’s wet.” I don’t know what came over me but i grabbed his cock and licked it from the base of his balls all the way to the tip. I felt him shiver. I started to slowly suck and lick his huge cock, I felt it getting bigger as I was sucking. He pushed my head down to see if I could deep throat, and I did. “Ohhhh fuccckk, no one’s ever been able to do that before.” He moaned in pleasure. He started to face fuck me, i could feel him at the back of my throat with every stroke. I was at the point of cumming in my pants. “Fuck i’m gonna cum i’m gonna” he yelled, I wrapped my mouth around his cock and took it all, as soon as it hit the back of my throat I felt ropes and ropes of cum shoot out. “hhuhhh fuck fuck oof” he yelled. just then i felt my cock throbbing and shooting cum all in my pants. I took his drained cock out of my mouth and licked the tip. He looked down at me and said, “That was the best blowjob i’ve ever had.” He stood me up and kissed me intensely, “can’t wait for our next tutoring session.” he said

I was with my straight friend Evan. We'd been friends forever. He never cared that I was gay and I didn't hold it against him that he liked chicks. We both had a long day a party and were just getting back to his apartment. As was often the case for Evan, he should have gotten laid but didn't. We sat down, exhausted from the long day and all the traveling. In the living room, I plopped down on a chair and Evan sat on the couch.

"God I can't believe the girls there and I got nothing" Evan complained. "They were so hot!"

"Ya, I'll take your word for it on the latter. But what the hell, how did you not score with any of them???" I asked.

"I don't know. I haven't gotten laid in so long. It's really stressing me out, I haven't even had time to wank for a week" Evan continued to complain.

I told him "Yikes that's awful. I couldn't last that long. You must have some serious will power." This was not an all to unusual conversation between us. We often discussed our sex life, or lack thereof like it was nothing. So I didn't think anything of this. So the direction this went really caught me by surprise.

"Oh my god dude, I don't. It's torture. I'm afraid I might spooge my pants if I sneeze too hard. I don't have any hope for this, nobody to even blow me unless----" he kinda cut himself off mid sentence. That got my attention. I looked at him inquisitively and said "Unless what?"

"Nothing never mind" Evan said, trying to dodge the question. "Oh c'mon talk to me. What is it??" I asked with a very persistent look on my face. "You don't get to stop halfway through a sentence like that!"

"No no, forget it, you wouldn't-----" I cut him off with "spit it out, I swear I won't judge." Which is the truth. But I really wanted to know what the unless was to sucking his dick.

"Shit. Ugh. I guess what I was gonna say is unless, ummmm, well, unless you know like ah, you were to blow me" Evan said, nervously and cautiously. My brain just exploded a little bit. Blowing Evan has been a fantasy of mine for literally the last 10 years. And here he is stressed out and wondering if I would suck his dick. This couldn't be. But I'll go with it.

"Seriously Evan? If you want me to, I would be happy to. But only if you really want it.

"I think I do, I mean I guess. I need it and it's not like it has to mean anything right?" Evan continued to babble nervously.

"Yep. I would love to help you out (chuckling). And it's all what you're ready for. If you change your mind or want to stop, it's fine."

Evan was looking a little brighter. "Really?? You won't be mad if I change my mind? Or make it awkward?"

"Yep. It is all about your pleasure. I'll do what you want, nothing more, nothing less, and no strings. Tomorrow will be no different whether you want to do this or not" I reassured him. "Your my friend and a blowjob isn't going to change that." My mouth was watering. And I could see a bulge forming in his pants.

"Oh god you mean that??" he asked. "Of course I do. I just want to help out my buddy!" I said with a huge smile. He started to relax and lean back. My mind was going 100mph. Holy shit. I've been wanting his cock for 10 years and he's about to feed it to me!? Evan was clearly happy but nervous. He was fighting the desire to blow a load with letting a guy suck his dick. Obviously the desire to blow a load was winning the battle today.

"OK just do it, I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm going to explode soon!" he said as he was undoing his belt. "Ya, I can see that" I said chuckling at the bulge in his shorts. "This doesn't look very comfortable, I'll fix that" was the last thing I said I said I unzipped and pulled his shorts and boxers down. Normally I love underwear and would start with a handjob and licking it through his boxers. But I didn't want to freak him out more than he already was. So like ripping a bandaid off, I just yanked it all down and off. I think he was impressed with how fast and smoothly I had it all off him in the blink of an eye.

His 8.5" throbbing hard cock popped up once his boxers were off. It was hard as steel, throbbing, and precum soaking the head. It was like a gift from the heavens. Angels were playing music. A bright light was shining down on it. Behold, the one cock I have wanted for longer than any other cock was inches from my face. I nearly died. I couldn't help but let out a "mmmmmmmmmmmmmm", like it was a birthday cake or something.

"hahahaha, it's a dick, not an oreo cookie you perv." Evan said. I'm glad his mood had lightened. With that, I decided not to give him any chance to get cold feet. I looked at him, smiled, and sunk down balls deep. Deep throating him out of nowhere, taking him totally by surprise. "uuuggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh fuck ughh god holy fuck" was all he could mumble from that. That mumbling is a great compliment. I moved up the full length and back down over and over, nice and slow. He was ecstatic. "God man I remember you joking about not having a gag reflex but damn you weren't kidding!" Evan said loud and happy.

I pulled up and off his big cock. "Yep, I was totally serious. It's all about managing my breathing, especially when it's big" I said while continuing to stroke his slobber soaked cock. I answered him while stoking his ego a bit. I felt his cock throb as I pointed out his has a big cock. "That's amazing he said, no chick has ever been able to do that."

"Well you need chick with no gag reflex, and that knows how to handle a big dick." He throbbed again. Back down I went on his big cock. He started really getting into it. His hands moved down to my head and started pushing me down on his cock. Not that I needed the push, but I loved being face fucked so I let him take over control of this blow job. He stood up with me on my knees. "Oh ya god this is amazing." He started moving his hips to fuck my face. He was holding my head and humping his cock down my throat faster and faster. Like i was a chick's pussy.

"Fuck ya man. Take my cock deep. Jesus fuck ya!" he was mumbling as he fucked my face. His throbbing cock sliding all the way balls deep, in and out. His precum was gushing, I loved every drop of it. My own dick was busting at the seams in my pants. Every time his big cock pushed into my mouth and he grunted, my own didk throbbed a little more.

I started massaging his balls while he was pounding my face. This only made him get even hotter for it. I made sure to put some pressure on his perineum as I was massaging his balls and this clearly made him moan LOUD. I wanted to work a finger up to his ass, but no way I was going to spook him with that. So I focused on my breathing and his balls.

His moaning was getting louder and louder. The strokes of his fucking were getting faster and harder. I could tell he was getting close. I wanted it bad. I tightened up my lips and increased my suction. I massaged his balls a little more aggressively. "Fuuuuuck fuck oh god I'm so close jesus take my cock!!" he was screaming. I could tell he was right on that edge but just not going over it. He was on that "about to cum" edge for a few minutes and I loved it. I don't know where he had the energy to edge like this, but it was wild. "I'm gonna cum fuck god i need to cum so bad" he screamed. But he just wasn't going over the edge. Enough is enough. He needs to cum, and I want his cum.

I pushed down hard on his perineum. At the same time, I slid my middle finger across to his ass, just barely brushing it around circles on his hole. Bam. It was like a bomb. "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" his ass clenched down tight on my finger pushing it into his tight ass to the second knuckle. He slammed his cock deep and stopped there. I wrapped my free arm around his legs and ass and pulled him in tight to hold his cock balls deep. "Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fucccccccck ohhh good ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". His big cock unleased a torrent of cum straight down my throat. I could feel each spurt moving up his cock as it throbbed and spit it out. "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" is all I could do. The vibration from my mmmm made him groan more.

"Holy. Fuck. Ughhh." he mumbled, pumping out the last few shots. I think I counted 8 high volume shots of cum. Then a bunch of little aftershocks. I kept him pulled tight, balls deep for all of it. My middle finger still jammed to the second knuckle in his tight ass, locked in my his muscle spasms. I was practically holding him up. I worked my finger in his ass a little bit, gently. He groaned and fired another 3 shots of cum, almost a second orgasm.

I had never seen such a powerful orgasm. I think it might have killed some brain cells. As he began to relax, and after I cleaned the last of the cum out of his cock, I let him fall back to the couch. I removed my finger from his ass and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. I cleaned it off really good so there wasn't a drop left anymore. No mess to clean up. He sighed, totally drained and satisfied.

Then my alarm clock went off and woke me up. Fuck. I wanted the dream to continue. But at least I got through the best part. I hit the snooze button and give myself a few minutes to jerk off. My own cock was throbbing hard form this and my boxers were wet with precum. I jerked off twice before jumping in the shower.

I’m certainly the least sociable person of our friend’s group, rarely asked to hang out, rarely invited in trips, so it was a surprise when a friend of a friend invited me to spend the weekend with them to attend an event for something we both heavily enjoy; even more when I’ve only met them a couple of times: Aiden. I certainly wasn’t mad he did, I find him incredibly handsome and sexy, and getting to spend more time with them, to see what could blossom between us, I took the invitation. His piercing eyes of green dazzle when he entered a room, and his always fashionable attire helped highlight his amazing form.



I spent the next few months tracking flights and finally found a budget friendly flight, booked and was ready for a couple of months later when the days would come. Due to their job, trying to chat beforehand was nigh impossible, but I got their flight info and saw they were expected in around the same time as I was although they would be flying from a different city due to work. We planned to meet up outside one another’s gate (of whomever got their last) and share a car to the hotel and catch up. As the big day finally arrived, having checked in online the night before, I got the terminal and seated on the plane when a text come through:



“Hey, bad news, good news situation: my flight’s still on, it’s just delayed a few hours, so just go ahead and grab a ride share and head to the hotel. If it’s delayed once, it may happen again, and you waiting around for too long would be silly.”



I let him know that makes sense and wished his far travels before turning my phone off and kicking back for me flight. A few hours later, I’m at my destination as I walk through my gate to the departures area, my notifications are blowing up, and I see it’s Aiden again.



“Bad news: delayed again, I won’t be getting in until midnight now ”



I see in the corner of my phone that’s it’s only 4 PM now, I’m bummed, because that means now a day’s wasted of being able to hangout. I reply back letting him know no worries and I’ll see him later tonight. I get out of the ride share and check-in, drop off my luggage, and find a place to grab a meal and a few drinks. Unfamiliar with the area and feeling travel fatigue, I just head back to the hotel and call it an early night, I try to stay awake as long as I can, waiting TV, pacing around, just wanting to make sure his flight lands and he’s on his way. I grab a shower in the hope that it will refresh me, and I change into only my underpants. I admire myself in the mirror, the hotel lighting always showcases the form the best.



My eyes look up and down, admiring my 6 foot frame l, as lanky as it is, I tone as much as possible. But I still have the worst hips, they stick out too much for my liking. My sight lands on my new, tight black briefs hugging my crotch in all the right places, my balls snugly pressed against my dick. I always joke I’m a grower not a shower, but these briefs make me feel large, even when I’m not. A flash of my phone in my periphery alerts me too a new text:



“Hey, just landed, on my way as soon as I get a ride share!”



I climb in one of the beds to wait, but twenty minutes go by and my eyes get heavier and heavier until they’re weighed down and I’m in a light snooze.



I suddenly hear the clacking of the door opening and bags being dropped off, when I catch Aiden walking in. He looks exhausted, but somehow still has sexy as ever as my eyes lock with his green beauties. Groggily I greet him, and go up to hug him hello, compete forgetting I’m only in my underpants. I turn red and dash back under the blankets. He smirks and assured me it’s not a big deal. I still apologize as much as he’ll allow before he interrupts and lets me know he wants to take a quick shower. He steps away heads over to his suitcase to pull out his sleepwear and he renters my eye-line in only his underwear. I begin blushing again, but he winks and says “it’s only fair, we have to even the playing field after all…”



Thankfully I’m still under the blankets so he wouldn’t see my massive erection forming in my briefs, and soon enough he’s in the shower and the water’s running. Not too long after, the door swings open, steam follows, and Aiden steps out still dying his torso and moves the tower to his hair and I can’t help but notice he’s once again in his underpants; a new pair, naturally, a green that would make the greenest of grasses seem dull. He’s turned to see himself in the mirror, we simultaneously admire his body and frame. He’s a little taller than I, more muscular, but not overly big. His chest and stomach are hairy but kept trimmed. But my eyes eventually make their way to his butt, arguably his biggest asset.



Currently I’m in awe of said posterior as his butt is barely contained by his briefs, but the tightness allows me to have the best view of some of the best ass cheeks I’ve ever seen. His crack outlined to be all too visible. His cheeks jiggle ever-so-slightly with each drying motion of the towel, and he eventually turns around and I’m greeted with amazing view of his bulge housed in the y-fronts of his briefs. They’re so tight, I can very clearly make out he’s circumcised.



I was obviously staring, because Aiden had to snap me back to reality, and he asked if I was okay. I shook myself out of my daze and blurt out I must have been more tired than I thought. He steps back into the bathroom to hang his towel and returns to unpack his amenities. As he walks by, he mentions he always sleeps like “this” and gestures to his underwear. I awkwardly second his notion and mumble “me too”. As he begins brushing his teeth, I join him but not before redshirting my erection to make it less visible.



As we brush, I think about it’s the most intimate time I’ve ever had with a toothbrush in my mouth. We both spit and rinse, as he additionally splashes his face, and he comes back up wipe his face with a hand towel, he blindly reaches around before his hand rubs against my crotch. He pauses, leaving his hand in place, and my dick refuses to not react and pulses as he lingers. He finds the towel with his free hand while keeping his hand in place on my pulsing cock, smiles at me, and begins slowly sliding his fingertips across my crotch. He leans in for a kiss, his minty breath mixing with mine, and he grabs me and picks me and places me on the sink. We kiss again, breathing heavier and tongues exploring, his hands return to my waist and rub up and down my abs.



My hands run through his slightly damp brunette hair, his mouth moves to my chest and nipples. Tongue circling one nipple, a couple of fingers tweaking the other, his hands are everywhere and I’m pulsing downstairs. He can see my throbs and slowly licks his way down my stomach to my dick, tongue following the bulge to my tip and he begins circling the head. I moan and he smiles at me, his green eyes reminding me of his cute underwear, and he slides my briefs to release my cock, and resumes licking the tip, and eventually taking it in his mouth. Feeing his breath and wetness slurping my dick has me moaning harder and grabbing his hair again, guiding him and controlling him.



He releases me for a moment to pant and catch his breath, then his tongue finds my balls and bathes them. As they roll around and pre-cum begins dripping out, I gently stroke my member, only increasing the jizz flowing. His tongue finally goes a bit lower and locates my hole. He wastes no time diving in and creating a snack time for himself. His tongue lets me know he’s a pro and it allows me to enjoy the ride, my mind can’t even focus on stroking any further and I begin squirming in rhythm with his tongue and motions.



I eventually pull him back up while his tongue licks me all the up to my chin, and I push him to the bed. With his cock slapping his torso from his body dropping on the mattress, I position myself between his legs and stroke his dick while fondling his balls. Our eyes meet before my head disappears into his crotch and I begin tonguing his hole while still stroking his cock. As my tongue wets his hole, his balls occasionally bounce off my head, but my stroking speeds up and I see his hands gripping the sheets. His panting has gotten faster and I can tell he’s close, so I continue doing what I’m doing to get him there, and I feel his dick pulsing as it shoots a thick white load across his stomach. The goo clinging to his body hair, and the smile across his face lets me know he’s happy.



He wipes his brow and licks his lips, lets out a sigh, I pull myself up and to the side of the bed to give him a kiss. As I pull back to begin cleaning him up, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a condom and some lube, hands them to me, and says “we’re not done here…!”



His hand strokes my dick still hard, and I rip open the wrapper, he helps slide it on, and I drip lube across the tip and he continues helping prepare for the next stage. He gets up only to turn over and place himself on all fours, presenting his hole, shaking it in my direction. All lubed up and ready to go, I position myself behind and slowly begin to slide into him. He moans unlike anything I’ve heard from him yet, taking a moment to check that’s he okay, but he reassures me by pushing himself further upon my dick. We are soon developing a rhythm that has us maiming, panting, and sweating, balls slapping against his asscheeks.



Aiden moves to his side, eventually onto his back, and we reposition his legs around my torso as I resume my pace that was paused for our new positioning. As I pull him in close and feel his breath in my ear, he whispers “I’m coming again…” and I pull back so he can stroke himself and explode again. Adding to his already sticky torso, he’s bodies heaving, and perhaps unbeknownst to him, this causes his ass clinch and my dick cannot take it anymore and I have to pull out. I barely snatch the condom off before my load shoots across his torso, chest, and a small amount nails his chin. I chuckle and apologize, but he’s all smiles and pulls me in for a kiss. We shower again, together to “save water”, and we finish the night cuddling in bed.

I regularly go to a massage therapist, Laura to relieve everyday aches and pains. During one session, she asked if I knew anyone who might be interested in a massage. I mentioned my friend Ted and she said why dont you ask him if he is interested. I agreed and said I would let her know,
I spoke with Ted and he expressed interest so we made an appointment to go on the same day. we arrived for our appointment and I introduced him to Laura who suggested we both go into the room. She told Ted to undress and lay on the table and she left the room. I sat in the chair and Ted disrobed into just his underwear. I couldn't help to notice the bulge of his cock. He sat at the edge of the table and then Laura entered the room. I noticed Laura checking out his bulge and she beckoned him to lie prone on the table and began to massage his back.
We chatted a bit while she massage his back and legs. She then asked him to turn over. He did and we both noticed that he had an almost full hard on filling his underwear. Laura commented on this saying "I see someone is enjoying their massage". I had never seen Ted such as he was now but had always wondered about his cock size as I was bi curious. My own cock was stirring in my pants as I watched the scene in front of me. Laura commented on my attention saying "It appears you are curious about what lies within too". She suggested that I undress as well. I removed my clothes to my underwear revealing a mostly erect cock outlined within. "I see someone else is enjoying the massage vicariously" Laura said as I blushed.
I continued to watch as Laura massaged his legs and then she stated "I've just got to see this" and lowered his underwear. We both gasped as Ted's big erect cock popped out into view. Laura wasted no time in wrapping her hand around his thickness and slowly stroking his shaft. Ted moans as she glided her hand up and down his cock and I began to rub my cock thru my underwear watching this scene. Laura motioned me to take my underwear off so I did revealing my erect cock. I began to stroke my cock as I watched her stroking his shaft and balls. Ted was watching alternatively both of us. Laura then beckoned me forward and suggest that I take a hold of his long cock. I hesitantly did but as I wrapped my hand around his thickness, his cock throbbed. I began to stroke his cock as Laura watched. She began to disrobe and soon we were all undressed. Her large tits she caressed with one hand and with her other she played with her wet pussy. I continued to stroke teds cock and stroke my own cock.
As I stroked his cock, Laura bent forward and began to lick his cock around the ridge of his head. She worked his head into her mouth and began to take in his shaft as I stroked the lower half. Ted by now was moaning his cock leaking precum. Laura nodded towards me and I bent forward and we both tongued his cockhead tasting the flowing pre-cum. We ran our tongues down his shaft to his balls and worked them in our mouths and back up the shaft. Laura took his cock deep into her mouth and then I took his cock almost as deep. I stroked my cock as we continued in this fashion until Laura broke away and straddled teds face with her pussy. She watched as I worked teds cock in and out of my mouth as she came. I let his cock plop out of my mouth and began to work on her tits climbing atop the table and rubbing the shafts of our cocks together. I lowered my mouth to her pussy and shared eating her pussy with ted until she shuddered in orgasm.
Laura climbed off and we changed positions. Ted and I straddled her as she kneeled stroking our cocks and alternately licking and sucking our shafts into her mouth. She rubbed our cocks together and also took as much of both of our cocks into her mouth as she could. Our cocks were leaking cum by now and as she mounted Ted reverse cowboy style, I settled in licking her clit as she rode his cock. Licking her clit I moved lower and licjed the exposed shaft and balls. Laura moaned in orgasm and I stood up and began to fuck her mouth as she rode his cock.I then Placed my throbbing shaft at her pussy and slide slowly into her along with Teds cock. She moaned loudly as both our cocks penetrated her deeply. I felt my cock throb as I felt her warm pussy and ted's shaft glide against me. Laura climaxed several times until we disengaged. She was once again working Teds cock in and out of her mouth as I stood aside Ted and he sucked my cock. After awhile I laid down and spread my legs as Laura held his cock head against my ass. Stroking my cock, I felt his large head slide into me and felt the shaft penetrate my insides. My cock throbbed as he slowly increased his tempo sliding in and out. We then changed positions and I slid my cock into lauras tight ass as ted fucked my ass. Moaning in pleasure, laura climaxed strongly as I shot my cum deep inside of her ass. I then felt teds cock throb as he pulled out and came all over our faces and mouths. We collapsed in a heap until we were able to recover and parted satisfied customers.

I was sneaking through the house. My son’s college friends were all here having a bachelor party for Jackson.. their 22 year old friend who was getting married this weekend. They were having a bachelor “party”, for him, here because they’re all college football players and want to stay out of trouble. They were mostly drinking and arguing. My son was supposed to be here, but he ended up needing surgery due to an injury and was out of town at a specialist.

I had been upstairs most of the evening, drinking myself, but was hungry and had run out of wine. I was now sneaking through the back of the house in my short pink nightie, and long heavy silk robe. I could hear them fighting and laughing. It sounded like a drunken game of truth or dare. Hard to believe these were adult men.

“MRS.K!!!” Steven yelled…. He was standing in the main room. Shirtless for some reason. He had a huge smile

“Hey Steven…. I’m just gettting a snack and a drink.” I smiled back.

“We have drinks Mrs K!!” They all yelled. “Come join us…”

I apprehensively entered the room……

“Hello gentlemen” I said. “Congratulations Jackie” I continued. Jackie was the name I’ve called him for years.

“Thanks ma’am” Jackson replied sweetly. He was a large man. 6’4” and chubby, yet also strong as an ox and looked as much.
He was extremely hairy and tan. He was my son’s best friend for years.

“Call me Stacey, Jackson” I scolded. “I’ve told I that for years.” “Same for all of you guys.. You’re all family”

“Ok Mrs…. Stacey” Jackson said sheepishly.

“Join us for a friendly game of truth or dare Stacey” Brad said.

“Uhm… no. That’s likely not a good idea” I laughed…

“Oh come on… it’s all in good fun” he smiled. “We only bite if dared to”

“Come on Mrs K” Brad and Steven yelled.

“Come on Stacey” Jackson said softly and padded the couch beside him.

That’s when I made a large mistake. I joined them and sat down beside Jackson. I’ll admit. I have a woman crush on him. But as a 49 year old woman, and the mother of his friend. He wasn’t interested.

“Why is your shirt off, Steven?” I asked.

“They dared Jackson to suck my nipples” he laughed.

“Alright…. “ I said. Rolling my eyes.

And we went around the room. All were dares. Brad had to streak the neighborhood for 60 seconds. Steven had to flash his penis to all of us. He must have been nervous. He fumbled it around a bit. It was a nice dick. Larger than my ex husbands, which was the last penis I’ve seen in 3 years.

Alex had to touch Steven’s penis. You could see it get harder as he touched it. Everyone laughed and teased Steven, but My pussy began to get wet…. Jackson had to kiss me on the lips….. he protested I protested as well… but we were told there were rules and we were all adults. He leaned over to me, and his lips touched mine…. Then he moved away… then kissed me again. Softer and longer. His beard and mustache tickled my face... And then it was over. My eyes remained closed longer than I planned. Everyone yelled “Mrs K liked it Jackson!!!”

“GUYS! STOP IT” Jackson boomed. They fell silent.

“Sorry Mrs K… I mean Stacey… all in good fun” he smiled. His hand touched my leg outside my long robe…. My pussy dripped. Oh my God what the fuck Stacey. He’s your son’s friend!! He’s 22!!! He’s over half your age!! I yelled at myself.

Next Brad has to kiss Steven. That was awkward. Steven had to kiss Jackson. That… was less awkward. Weird. Then Jackson had to grab my butt….. what the hell.

I stood. He slowly touched my butt and squeezed. “You have a nice booty” he laughed. “Yeah she does!!” Alex said and then looked away. I was on fire. I’m sure my fave was flushed.

Then came my dare
“Open your robe Stacey” Brad dared

“Uhm what?” I replied wiht a lot of attitude.

“Let’s see what’s under there Mrs K” Steven jumped in. “We dare ya”.

I stood and opened my robe. I spun slowly. My short thick curvy body was barely covered by my silk nightie. My grey panties likely visible through the thin material. I just hope they could see my panties were soaking wet.

Another round of dares and this time luckily Jackson has to smack Steven’s ass. Boring.

Then me again.

“Stacey. Give Jackson his missed lap dance.!!” Steve said.

“Woah… I can’t do that!!” I said.

“You have to” Brad yelled.

“No no no” Jackson interrupted. She doesn’t. Let’s not make it weird and uncomfortable guys” he continued. “She doesn’t want to…” he said and looked at me…..

“Well… it’s not really that….” I smiled back. Blushing. “I am just old enough to be your mother and your Ryan’s best friend.. that’s not fair to you”

“DO IT!!!!” Alex yelled

“Guys! No” Jackson boomed again.

I made another mistake.

“You know what… they dared me Jackson. I have too. It’s just a game. And all in good fun.. right?” I stood and walked over to him. I turned and moved back and wiggled my butt over him. I pushed my butt again this stomach snd then dropped onto his lap and rubbed back and forth. His hands fell to my hips. After a few moments I stood and turned facing him… I undid my robe and I flipped the material behind me and and straddled him…. And then i felt it. His thick hard cock was laying flat along my pussy. I could feel his hardness easily through his gym shorts and my panties.

“Mmmm. Oh fuck” I whisper under my breathe as I wiggled my pussy feeling his large dick. I looked up at him. He was staring at me… his hands moved under the sides of my robe and under my nightie tk my hips. He squeezed them gently

I closed my eyes. “I’m sorry” I said and smiled. “I shouldn’t have….” I began. He smiled.

“Hey Jackson! We dare you to pull your dick out now!!” Alex yelled.

He pushed me up. “Jackson..” I said shocked as pulled his shorts down to his thighs. His huge cock laid against his chubby stomach. Jesus. He was over 8” and extremely thick. He was twice the size of my ex, who was my only lover. We had married as teenagers after highschool.

“Lap dance lap dance” they yelled. And Alex pushed me toward Jackson.

“Jackson. We can’t….”” I smiled as he grabbed my hands and pulled me closer and down onto his lap. His thick long cock pushing against my panty covered lips. My pussy grinded against it.

“Fuck….” I whispered. “Jackson”

“You’re wet Mrs k”. He said.

“Yes. I am… I couldn’t really help it… you’re sexy Jackie” I replied. Blushing.

He gripped my hips and pushed upward undetectably to the others. But his cock pushed hard against my clit and my body shuddered. I think I nearly came. I could feel my juices flowing and now soaking his shaft.

“Your pussy is on fire Mrs K” he said. I want to feel you”. He said loudly.

“Oh damn” I heard Brad exclaim

“Jackson ….we can’t….. you’re getting married. Your fiancé…. Jackson…. We shouldn’t. I mean… Jesus.” I panted “Jesus I would love to. You’re a sexy sweet man… But we can’t” I stood. The fingers on his right hand slid along my panties and he pulled the material away from my pussy as his left hand lifted his cock positioning it upward. He pulled on my panties and lowered me onto his fat cock.

“Oh… dude. What the fuck” Alex yelled.
“Uh… Jackson… what the hell are you doing” Brad asked.

“Jackson…?” I moaned as his thick head moved between my slick pussy lips and quickly began to spread me open due to how wet I was.

“Ive wanted to do this for years Mrs K” he whispered. “Oh fuck Jackie” I whimpered as The head of his thick cock beginning to stretch me open. I hadn’t been sexual active in years and the discomfort snapped me back to reality. I stood, his cock leaving me feeling empty. I could feel
It dripping. I kissed him on the forehead.

“We can’t Jackson” and I closed my robe “not like this” I mouthed and ran quickly upstairs. My pussy dripping down my Leg.

Daniel was born the epitome of privileged, blonde hair blue eyes naturally toned body parents, left school with good grades despite skipping most of his classes to smoke and drink with his buddies on the field behind the school thanks to his dad's generous donation to the school's theatre program, walked straight into a high paying job where he got to goof off most days while his dad covered for him, all of this made Daniel a grade a jerk

It also meant he fucked a different girl every night, then returned home to his girlfriend, a good girl his folks set him up with, that he stayed with to keep up appearances leaving many with STIs he failed to disclose or unwanted pregnancies that again his darling parents covered up and took care of for him

No matter what Daniel did he always seemed to win



Then one week things began to crumble, an unknown buyer bought his dad's company and they were going through everything with a fine tooth comb, without dad there to smooth things over daniels shortcomings were becoming more and more obvious

He was let go from his job

Wanting to take out his frustration on some pussy he texted some of his former booty calls, none of whom answered the phone, which was unusual

So he stumbled to a bar to drown his sorrows

He remembered talking to a very pretty woman in a low-cut top, with massive tits

That’s when he awoke, tied to a chair in just his underwear his head spinning

He was confused, he could hear voices just outside the room, a woman giggling and a man saying “You did well….. I know but if we do it again your husband will start to suspect…..no, I know…. Tomorrow I promise”



In walked a man that Daniel vaguely recognized

“Been a long time Daniel!” the man smiled sitting on the bed opposite him, smiling a big smile

Daniel couldn’t be certain but this guy looked a lot like Peter the Prick, he was a huge nerd in school, glasses, braces skinny tall teacher's pet rule followed hall monitor, if this was the same guy the glow-up was drastic

True he remained slim and kept the glasses but where before Peter had been shy and quiet this man oozed confidence and authority

“I hope you don’t mind, I had my assistant arrange this meeting, I didn’t think you would come willingly so she slipped a little something in your drink, apologies!” he said pulling a pained face

“I have waited so long for this moment, since high school when you decided to make my life hell, you and your douchebag friends!” the man leaned forward his voice menacing

“hey that was high school that was a long time ago, let it go! We all change!”

“you haven’t…. I see you have remained the privileged dick you were all through high school, so I made it my mission to bring you down in every sense of the word”

“let's start with the easiest pill to swallow, it was me who bought your dad's business and had you fired”

All colour drained from daniels face

“and your Rolodex of pussy, I met every one of those lovely ladies and fucked them senseless, and made them promise to never see you again or I would never come back, shockingly they all agreed no idea why, after all you were always going around calling yourself the jackhammer at school….” The man shrugged slowly unbuttoning his shirt

“then I went to your home and fucked your girlfriend so good she has left you, you will see I'm telling the truth once this part is over…” The man smiled throwing his shirt onto the chair

“I see you still have me beat in the muscles department true” he flexed a little

He unzipped his trousers “But there's one area I definitely have you beat

As Petes trousers hit the floor so did Daniels jaw, petes semi-hard cock already dwarfed daniels erection and it was still growing bigger and harder

Peter kicked off the trousers and lay on the bed still staring at Daniel stroking his cock, long strokes

“I know, I'm as surprised as you, not as surprised as my first girlfriend was at college but you and your friends made sure I was too nervous to date anyone so how was I to know not everyone has a 10-inch cock?” he chuckled

Watching daniels own cock was achingly hard in his underwear leaving a precum stain

“all those times hearing you brag about how you pounded bitches into submission, made them call you daddy made them squirt, and the whole time I dwarfed you, I wish id known id have flopped this out long ago!” Peter chuckled smacking his hard cock in his palm

Peter's strokes became faster his breathing more ragged

“as fun as this has been I have things to do!” he opened the wardrobe where hung daniels expensive designer suit, with a grunt Daniel watched as peters balls tightened, he could swear he could see the cum travel up the long shaft of peters mighty penis and rope after rope of thick white cum splattered his suit the jacket, the shirt the trousers some even dripped onto his shoes

Daniel was ashamed to feel his own cock spasming as he shot a load into his underwear

Peter collapsed on the bed panting he slowly regained his composure and re dressed he loosened the knots keeping Daniel captive, “I will see myself out, this has been fun!” peter beamed patting Daniel on the cheek

Daniel sat for a long time dumbfounded. He slowly put on his suit, wreaking of potent semen he could feel eyes on him as he slowly made his way home, finding indeed his girlfriend was gone and playing on their widescreen tv was a video of Peter fucking her hard, he couldn’t lie the video kind of turned him on and he jerked off a couple of times watching it, he felt almost submissive to peter and wanted to serve him and his monster cock

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Justin. I’m 19 and a senior in high school. I'm 6'2, hazel eyes, and black spiky hair. I'm captain of my high school swim team. And I have the swim team to thank for my smooth lean muscular body. I've always enjoyed swimming, for many reasons but mostly because I get to see hundreds of hot boys walking around in only nothing but Speedos. That’s right I’m gay.

So I got out of practice one day and drove home. When I got there, I walked to my room and flopped down onto my bed. laying there I could think of nothing but the hot guys on my swim team and the fact that I smelled strongly of chlorine . So I decided I’d take a shower and handle some business of my own (hint. hint. I'm a gay teen boy, who just got out of practice and has the mental image of 20 hot guys walking around in Speedos, and is about to get in the shower what business am I talking about, think about it).

So I walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I quickly took off my shorts and my shirt, and was standing there in only my Speedo. As I was checking myself out in the mirror, my brother’s friend Chris jumped out of the shower. Now let me tell you, Chris is hot. he's on my high school's football team. I looked up and down his beautiful body. I started from his beautiful green eyes, down his perfectly sculpted pecks and down his beautiful washboard abs. My eyes travelled further and further down until I reached his unbelievable nine inch cock.

My mouth dropped. Beads of water ran down this football player's body. See he’s a little younger than me but I have no problem with younger guys, especially not this one. He was hot! "I didn’t want him to catch me checking him out, so I turned the other way and headed for the door. “Sorry man, I didn’t know you were in here. I’ll just wait outside.” I said. “Wait,” he said, as he grabbed my arm pulling me back into the bathroom. “What?” I asked. “ I saw you checking me out.” He said, "Dammit!" I was busted. This was it. He was gonna tell my brother and then my brother was gonna make my life a living hell. “Ya know, I don’t think it’s fair,” he said. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “I don’t think it’s fair that you got to see all of me and I didn't to get to see any of you,” he said. I was shocked. I was worried about him freaking out and he wanted to see me as bad as I wanted to see him. I closed and locked the bathroom door. What the hell I thought.

My brother’s not here, so why not? I grabbed Chris and pushed him against the wall. My hands went crazy all over his body as we began to kiss. I felt his tongue poke it's way into my mouth and I wasn't about to stop him. As we were kissing I felt his hands make their way down my smooth chest and into my Speedo. He gently caressed my now hardening cock. He was driving me crazy and before he could go any farther, I took his hand out of my Speedo and dropped to my knees and there, looking at me straight in the face, was Chris's amazing nine incher. It was the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen. It was uncut, which drove me wild. I adore uncut cocks. I took his cock into my mouth, taking care to circle his large head with my tongue as I sucked on it. Chris began moaning. "Fuck yeah. suck my cock." This made me suck harder, I didn't want to disappoint my extremely hot friend. I took his entire cock in my mouth and as I did so, Chris began to moan louder. He started yelling, "Oh shit Justin, I'm gonna cum!" I sucked harder and Chris let a loud moan and I felt his cum hit the back of my throat. I started pulling out his cock I wanted to taste his delicious cum. he shot three or four loads of cum in my mouth. "You're amazing." he said. almost out of breath. "Its my turn," he said. With that he reached down and pulled my Speedo off. My cock sprang to life.

"Very nice," he murmured. "Thanks," I replied. He put his head between my legs and swallowed my cock. It was the most amazing sensation I'd ever felt in my life. He was very experienced in the art of blow jobs. he took my whole eight and a half inch cock into his mouth. He sucked it hard and fast. I could feel myself ready to cum."Oh shit!" I yelled. "I wanna taste all of your cum," he said. this drove me crazy and I could hold it no longer. The cum escaped from my cock into his willing mouth. He swallowed it all and licked my cock clean. His cock had gotten hard again. "I wanna fuck your sweet ass," he said. We both got into the shower and turned on the water. He bent me over and got on his knees. He spread my cheeks and I felt his tongue penetrate my ass hole. He licked around my cock craving ass and then stood up. I could feel him put his cock up against my ass hole. I braced myself. I had never had a cock this large inside me before. Actually I'd never had a cock inside me before. I'd blown and been blown but never fucked.

"Relax," he said. A sharp pain went through me as he pushed his cock inside me. The pain relaxed and was joined by pleasure. The pain and the pleasure together felt extremely good. He hit my prostate with his amazing cock and I came again in the shower. He fucked my ass harder and harder. he pulled out and laid me on my back. He put my legs on his shoulders and again pushed his cock in my ass. Now I could watch this beautiful creature fuck me. I watched as his eyes closed. Ii heard him moan. He started to fuck me harder and faster. again he moaned."Oh Justin, I'm gonna cum in your tight ass. "I began to grind my ass against him which drove him nuts and he let out one loud moan and I felt his cum explode in my ass. He collapsed on top of me with his cock still inside of me. We lay there for a while as the water fell down on us. I felt his cock fall out of my ass as it softened. We began to kiss passionately and then just stayed there in the shower. My brother came home and Chris left the bathroom. I stayed in and washed myself off. I left the bathroom and found my brother and Chris in his room playing video games."What's up?" I asked. "Not much," my brother replied. "Hi, Chris." I said. smiling and giving him a wink. "Hey, Justin, what's going on?"

"Not a whole lot, what have you been up to?" I asked. "Nothing really," he said and he laughed. "Hey, Justin," my brother said. "You don't mind if Chris stays over tonight do you?" he asked "Of course I don't mind," I said. "He can stay over any time he wants.”

Man I love my brother's friends!

Just wondering if anybody has any true military stories they would share?

Hey guys, my first story i've posted on here hope you like it!

Keywords: Straight, Forced Gay/Bi Sci-Fi, Humilation, Large Cock Worship, Mind Control.

This is only a sample to see if anyone likes it, if you guys want more tell me.

The year is 2123 and the world had just recovered from one of its longest and most horrific world wars ever. World War 4 as they called it killed 75% of the worlds population, 70% of its males. The survivors of the war, mainly women, climbed out of the rubble that was once was the earth. That was 60 years ago, and now finally order and stability gained a foothold thanks to the work of the Utopians, a nation of strong and powerful women who endured the aftermath of the war. The Utopians, led by Sarah Darringer a widower, gathered the survivors and led them to the last bastion of fertile land and plentiful resources located in central Canada. They named this place New Terrain, and harvesting the resources nearby with old machinery still let untouched from before the war, they rebuilt society. Sixty years of work had built New Terrain into the city it now is today. Inside the city boundaries, which are marked by a large cement walls topped by barbed wire, there is a fully functional, a sports stadium which has a resemblance to the roman coliseum, five large common living areas, and a capital building where the leader of the Utopians resides. Surprisingly New Terrain 2123 is not a too bad of a place to be living in post war Earth. It has fully functional electricity and water systems, heated buildings, and a good school system. However, there is also something very different about New Terrain that has allowed it to flourish as fast as it did. And that is the power of women.

In new terrain woman outnumber men 4 to 1, and control every aspect of society. Now men no longer hold the same position of power, and culture roles have been reversed. Sarah Darringer helped establish a new code of conduct and law for the 3,000 males in New Terrain. First, men had to answer to women at all times, second a mans body was not his own property, instead it was owned by all women living in the city, if they wanted to touch him or use him for sexual intercose they could. Third, men would be valued by their strength and their cock size. Big strong men would highly needed in New Terrain for manual labor, and big strong cocks were equally needed to pleasure all the females the only way a large cock could. Cock size in fact is so highly valued that mating for reproduction was limited only to men who were knighted by council of women leaders for having a large and attractive penis. A tradition that was started from the first day the Utopians set foot in New Terrain, has most defiantly helped the modern men have much larger than average sexual organs. Not only were hung males chosen for sexual reproduction but they also received a higher status in society. Only men processing large penises were allowed to own land, and only the biggest of them all could ever be in a management position in a company or a leadership role the military.

Jared Westin was not of those men. At age 24 having a penis measuring only 5 ½ inches long x 4 ½ inches in girth he was under the average male Utopian who measured 7 x 6 inches. By law men above 18 who were under 6 inches in length and 5 inches in girth were put to work at the ore mines and farms. And that’s exactly were Jarad has spent the majority of his working life, in the deep dark depths of the mine. It was long hours, normally 6am to 4pm Monday through Saturday, boring as hell chopping away black rock till your muscles could go no further, but it paid.

This day at the mines was like any other as Jared rode up the dirty and dark elevator to the surface chatting with a few co-works.

“I hear that the weather is gonna get real bad the next few days as the winds pick up” yelled a short and skinny gentlemen in his 40’s who Jared had known for the past two years from working at the ore mine, and who had an even smaller penis than himself”

“Heard that” Jared said “Also heard that way out by outpost 3 they are picking up traces of a bad storm, gonna get real Brutal Jim”

“Sounds like a good week to light a fire and read a book, right Jaded”

Jared nodded, looking rather distinct as he looked forward to maybe watching a few adult films that he rented. Jerking off to big cocks was one favorite activities, not uncommon for a small sized man to have

As the rickety elevator grinded to a halt, Jared took his lunch box and canteen and walked toward the men’s locker rooms, were he was met by Mr. Dawson the dayshift manager.

“Westin!” shouted Mr Dawson

“Yes sir!” said Jared his head aimed downward in respect, glancing at the buldge that his manager’s large hung flaccid cock made in his trousers.

“I want you to deliver this package after you got off work. The client lives 3 blocks from you, so it shouldn’t be that much trouble. Do you understand?” Mr Dawson stated

“Yes sir” Replied Jared angrily as he was not to thrilled with the idea of running errands.

As Jared got undressed to head to the shower room he was really pondering why he had to listen to Mr Dawson. What made him so much better? Just because he had a big dick?

“That’s insane I’m just as big of a man as he is, big or little dick!” Jared thought

But then as he entered the hazy white shower room, he saw something that quickly made him realize why he had to take orders from Mr. Dawson. Across from the hall was Mr Dawson himself buck naked showering. Aside from being a model of male perfection physically, standing 6 foot 4, weighing 200 pounds, his cock was shaped by the gods. In its soft and flaccid state it hung down a thick 8 inches low and heavy covering his equally massive egg sized balls. It had been a few days since Jared had the privilege of seeing such a woman pleaser in real life, and although having seen his fare share of big cocks in school, never did they cease to amaze him. Looking down at his own 3 inch soft penis, reminded him that he had no business of trying to compete the big boys like Mr. Dawson. To reassure himself he looked around the shower room seeing all sorts of familiar co- workers whose cocks resembled his, small. In all 30 men filled the steamy shower room, the majority of whom were labeled as less powerful by the state as their penises hung down less than 5 inches when in flaccid state.

The one expectation was Mr Dawson, who apparently out of kindness had worked up his cock into its erect state. Standing a pound 10 inches x 8, the others found it hard not to take notice. However, this is not out of the ordinary for a boss to revel his erection to the workers at shower time, for it has been proven to increase productivity and respect in the work place. On que the many other men also start getting this penises to full mass and encircle their boss Mr. Dawson.

27 small and ridged cocks now proudly stand to their potential, all waiting orders from their leader. The smallest belongs to Dud Smith, a very late blooming long blond haired 18 year old fresh from the academy. At 3 ½ inches fully hard, Dud still hopes for one final growth spurt that can propel him from small cock status. Even at the ore mines where most men are not blessed with a real penis he still gives ridiculed for his size. On the other end of the spectrum there is Eric Sunderman, a 30 year old shift leader with a black goatee a 6 ½ x 6 inch uncut cock.

What is now taking place is called a “Society Bonding”, a act of togetherness, big cocks and small penises for brief moment in the day where smaller men may enjoy the site of a large penis. For men with large cocks this has historically been a moment where they may revel to others his place in society. Jared remembers his first SOBO (society bonding) in grade school, where boys finally got to see where their role would be in society. When Matthew Kraig strolled into the showers for the first time in 6th grade with his massive and hard thick cut 8 inch cock, Jared instantly knew his life would be one of servitude and worship.

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A good looking 21-year-old American guy, backpacking in Europe, and newly tanned from camping in Mykonos, my thin, but athletic body was covered with young muscle. Late for the train, reading the signage quickly, I mistakenly took the train to Vicenza, instead of Venice.

The train was packed as I shoved my backpack into the upper storage. Then I slid into the only open middle seat configured as three people facing three. Sweat poured off me as I tried to compose myself.

The only thing was that the seat rows were too close together. Being 6’2” tall, my knees had to go between or around the Italian guy across from me. Not only that, but the width was so narrow, our knees were pressed together as the train jiggled and lumbered along. At first, it was just bumping against each other as the train moved along jaggedly. But wait, this man was so hot. Was it my imagination or was he intentionally touching me knee-to-knee.

Hmm. I don’t know if you have met handsome Italian men, but given any opportunity, straight or gay, they will make it sexual. This situation was no different, except I didn’t know the Italian male rules yet. The handsome dark-haired man with tight-fitting clothes over his great body starts subtlety pressing his knees against mine. I wasn’t sure it was happening at first. The people by the windows were almost asleep with their heads rested against the headrests.

So, the hot Italian man, perhaps 15 years older than me, keeps pressing his knees against me and smiling when I glance up to him. In hindsight, he was clearly enjoying toying with this young manboy. My light brown-almost blonde hair and bright blue eyes probably enticed him.

At 21, if the wind blew up my shorts, I had an urgent hardon. In fact, I was still all horned up from the hot guy I spent last night with, but that is another story. My cock started to get hard through my not very long shorts. I noticed that his tight light blue pants were bulging too.

Cool, that’s hot as fuck, but the two guys left of me were awake, and aware of this guy seducing me. And the woman and man by the windows were coming in and out of consciousness. This man is openly trying to have his way with me, in front of four other people. The situation would be scary to anyone, especially a young inexperienced guy like me. Back in the States, this would be impossible. Here, in Italy, with hundreds of years of man-on-man culture, apparently it was different.

Bump after bump, he rubbed his legs against mine. Wait, is he reclining back to reach his knees further toward my crotch? Is his enormous bulge getting bigger?

His eyes were locked on mine whenever I got the courage to look across to his. And still his knees and legs pressed against me. Bump, jiggle, sway. I felt that I could feel each muscle in his thighs. Damn, this was turning me on so much. But, what about the guys watching? I couldn’t even look their way. But they were watching, you know they were watching. The older me would have checked out their crotches too, but I was too innocent. Perhaps they were turned on too, or maybe they were pissed. Probably, this is just normal Italian life.

Back to my immediate problem which is my raging boner with my shorts barely able to cover. And the hot man focusing all his sexual energy upon me.

As he pressed his muscular legs against mine, I could see his cock growing in his pants. It twitched as it got bigger and harder.

I couldn’t deny it any longer as we locked eyes with each other. But we couldn’t reach across to each other or mutter any words. His cock grew longer trailing down the leg of his pants. Mine was already sticking upright as high as it could go in my shorts.

A few more rough turns and old bumpy tracks, my young cock could not take anymore as my load thrust through the big mushroom head of my cock. I kept cumming and shooting as my shorts got wetter and wetter. The guy across from me held his knees together crushing my thighs as he realized he had turned me on so much that I was sperming my shorts over and over.

A broad smile crossed his face as he stood to leave the train at his stop. On his way out of the aisle, he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of my seat. In his overly romantic Italian English he begged me to get off the train with him.

Looking back, I really wish I would have gone with him. As it were, I was too exhausted from the all-night sex I had the night before with a guy named Federico I met on the streets of Venice.

More stories about well-endowed guys engaged in cockfight would be welcome!
What's more "natural" than two males with very large dicks who want to decide who's the hardest and biggest, first with a side-by-side comparison and then a long dickfight?
Links to stories are welcome but I'd like to read new ones here as well. Thanks.

The other night I went out with 2 of my buddies, Shaun and Paul. We got shit-faced at the bars, hit on girls, had a great time.

I have a strange sense of humor and i sometimes I like to step in and hit on a girl that one of my buddy’s is about to hook up with. On a couple occasions, i’ve ended up taking the girl home and fucking her, leaving my buddy alone with his fist. this night was no different, or so it seemed…

At the bar, Paul pulled my aside and said “Don’t cock block me tonight!” He was pissed that I've stepped in before to steal the girl. I blew it off, like what are you talking about, dude?

Well, I got real drunk and ended up cock-blocking BOTH of my buddies that night. They both had girls on the line and somehow I fucked it up for them both. We ended up in the car riding home, 3 drunk guys, no chicks. And my 2 buddies were PISSED!! They called me a MOTHER FUCKER!

I thought it was odd that Paul hopped in the back seat with me while Shaun drove. He told me that I really fucked up tonight. That he was so fucking horny and he needed pussy. Or at least a blow job. That’s when I noticed he had his dick out. I’ve seen it before but not hard. And not this close up. He was jacking his 8” dick in the back seat, telling me how horny he was and how he needs a blow job.

That’s when he grabbed my head and forced my face into his lap. I was drunk and unable to resist at first. Caught me off guard. He ground his dick on my face and lips, but I wouldn’t open my mouth. I’ve never been this close to another guy’s dick before!

I tried to talk to say “what the fuck?!” But by trying to talk, that means I opened my mouth...which gave Paul the opportunity to shove his dick in. I resisted, he just kept holding my head down, pumping his dick into my mouth. He said, “every time you cock block us, you’re gonna have to take care of our dicks!” Us, I thought?

That’s when I noticed Shaun had pulled the car over, he opened the back door and had his dick out too. Paul said, “SUCK HIS COCK TOO!” And he forced me over toward the opened door. Shaun’s dick was smaller, maybe 6 inches. I said, “Guys, what the fuck?!” And by talking, yep, another dick got shoved in my mouth. I resisted but now I basically had 2 guys holding me down.

A couple pumps from Shaun, then Paul pulled me back on his dick. And a few pumps there until I just basically gave in… I started trying to treat them both to a half-way decent blow job. “That’s right, suck my cock”, Paul said. And that’s when he started shooting in my mouth.

“GROSS!” I tried to say, but Paul grabbed my hair and kept shooting in my mouth. Shaun held my head down too. “SWALLOW THAT SHIT”, Shaun said. When Paul was done, Shaun forced me down on his dick. “THAT WAS HOT!”, he said. And a few pumps later, he was shooting his load in my mouth too.

I never sucked a dick before in my life but here I was on the side of a country road, sucking off my 2 best buddies. Guys I’ve known since junior high. Afterwards, I pulled my dick out and jacked off in the back seat. Shaun started the car up and Paul sat in the backseat with me, he was helping me jack my dick until I came. “Don;t cum yet. Wait until we get home, fucker."

Hello everyone, I started writing the LSC's a few years back and thought I'd share them with you all here.


TheRunningMan

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[FONT=&quot]Chapter 1 - First Impressions[/FONT]

Justin is nervous. He'd just flown across country, found an apartment in a strange new city (but luckily its right across from the law school), shopped for groceries, gotten the utilities turned on, and many other mundane things in the week before school started. That's a lot for a guy whose lived in the dorms for his entire undergraduate career and had most of those needs taken care of for him. But, despite the busy schedule, he'd managed to get in a short jog the day before. Now it was the first day of school, Monday's are generally not good days for much of anything. Sighing, Justin walks across the courtyard quickly. He can't help think to himself...wonder if there will be any hot guys in my classes?
The Bookstore
Torts, Contracts, Civil Procedure, and Legal Writing for Lawyers I? Justin thinks to himself with yet another sigh, How will I ever afford all the books.
"Torts, 98 bucks!" Eric blurts as he notices the price on the back of the book.
Justin sighs, Dork! just noticed the prices around here, wonder if he pays his own rent? Looks like a WASPY mama's boy. However, after looking over at Eric -- Wow! Tall, well muscled with wavey brown hair, brown eyes, and a nice (not too dark) tan, Eric was definitely a looker. Well I've found at least one cute guy today, "Thank god they make plastic man." Justin smiled. You got Abraham?"
"Yeah, 10 am, you in the class too?" replied Eric.
"Yeah. Torts, Contracts, Civ Pro, LW4L. Heard he's a drone...monotone voice that will put you to sleep in less than 5 minutes." Justin replies laughing as they moved through the lines finding their books. Can't hurt to be nice to the lookers and he dresses nice for a straight guy, Justin thinks to himself as he watches Eric move the two of them towards the stack of Contracts books.
"Oh man...those kind of profs always make me end up skipping class! Kicks ass to meet someone with my schedule right off the bat." Eric says with a sigh. "Eric Beldon, glad to meet you." Eric grins warmly extending his hand.
"Justin Smith, pleasure is mine." Taking Eric's hand, Justin gives it a firm shake. Calloused hands, maybe he's not a mama's boy afterall.
"Where you living?" Eric asks.
"Across the street, you?"
"Me too; at Spilber?" Eric inquires with a warm smile.
"Nah, got a one bedroom next door. Got on the right side too, so I still have a bay view from my bedroom window." Justin beams back obviously happy. Justin reaches down to grab a Civ Pro book, all the while noticing Eric's tight shoulder muscles. Oh man, if I don't stop this guy is gonna give me a woody.
"That's sweet. The dorms already get a little loud after dinner. I can hear everything through the walls." Eric continued in an exasperated tone.
"Well feel free to study at my place, I'm used to having people around, its no biggie." Justin smiles offering generously. Couldn't hurt to be nice since he's hot... straight as an arrow, sigh, Justin thinks to himself, even though he has to admit he's warming to Eric in other ways besides his hot looks. He seems genuine and interested in making friends.
After purchasing their books, they hurry to Torts which is at the opposite end of the building. Sitting next to each other; they chit chat waiting for class to begin. Right before class, Justin notices a short tightly built guy run in the door. Slightly winded, he hurries over and sits in the empty seat next to Eric. Wow another hot guy -- law school is heaven. Justin watches him situate himself out of the corner of his eye.
"Hi, I'm Eric"
"Brad, been running my ass off, my schedule is with my mail back home." Brad huffs.
"Brad, this is my buddy Justin." Reaching over Eric, Brad extends his hand to Justin thinking, Nice blue eyes, and with eye lashes like that, I bet he gets a shitload of pussy, firm handshake, not bad.
"So, Brad, where you got a place?" Eric asks.
518 Spilbur, you?
"No shit, 540 Spilbur. That's right down the hall from me. Now that I think about it, I think I saw you in the shower this morning."
"Yeah, I got up early to lift before class." He noticed me in the shower, that's a strange thing to say.
"Cool, maybe we can lift together. You know Justin has a one bedroom, bayside next to the dorm. Lucky fucker, eh?" Eric says ah he lightly elbows Justin in the ribs.
"So Justin, got a sweet place eh?" Brad smirks at Justin.
"Yeah, I got lucky and found the place online before I flew out." Justin replies hoping Brad doesn't think he's some spoiled rich kid.
"What's your schedule Brad?" Justin asks in an inquiring voice. Please let it be the same as ours...please...
Torts, Contracts, Civ Pro, and LW4L. You two?
"Same," they both reply at the same time, grinning. But for different reasons.
Two hot guys in the first two hours. What did I do to deserve this? Thinks Justin as he feels a slight tightness in his stomach.
Got my study group on the first day of class, Jesus! I hope they don't think I'm a nerd flows through Eric's head in a quick bout of worry.
First thing that's gone right for me since I got here. Brad thinks as he relaxes back in his chair.
All three see the professor walk in the door and turned their attention to his lecture.
After class Brad pipes up, "Hey guys, want go grab some grub? I'm starving."
"Sure," the other two reply, grinning at each other. Ok, why is this guy grinning at me? Fuck it, I don't care he's so damned hot he can grin at me all day. Justin thinks to himself. Nice smile, lucky guy probably uses it to get all sorts of pussy. Eric thinks sighing mentally.
What you guys got in mind? Eric asks...Anything but Pizza...please.
"How about Thai? There's a cheap place down the street, I've been eating at the last few days since my flight arrived." Justin offers. "It's about a 15 min walk."
"Sounds swell." Brad replies enthusiastically.

The men and the location in this story are based very loosely upon real life, but the scenario is entirely the product of my horny imagination...

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Part 1

I always like to get down the gym and work out when I'm away on holiday or on business. Keep the fitness habit going. The exercise feels good - and it's a chance to get me some nice eye candy. Men in workout gear - and more particularly out of workout gear - really get me off.

If the hotel doesn't have facilities then I check online to see if there's a gym nearby offering day memberships, though for this particular business trip I didn't need to. Was in this city at least once a year, knew a joint where I could hit the weights and then hit the showers.

The night it happened, I couldn't fit my workout in until late. I normally prefer to work out during peak hours - more guys around means more guys to check out - but the afternoon strategy meeting seriously dragged out, and ended up turning into a few drinks down the pub. I excused myself from beers and stuck to the soft drinks, then got out about half-nine, eager to get in some training and work up a good sweat after being sat on my arse all day.

Arrived at the gym just before ten, it was very quiet. The young lad on the desk checked if I wanted to pay my day membership - they'd be locking up for the night at half-eleven - but this was OK. Reckoned I could get in a quick run on the treadmill and some weight training before getting a quick shower and going back to the hotel to hit the sack. I handed over the cash and headed for the gents locker room.

I dumped my bags on one of the benches and started stripping off. I'd been suited and booted all day and it felt good to shed all the gear. I kicked off my shoes, then put my suit away in the bag I'd brought for it and hung it up as tidily as I could manage in one of the empty lockers. The tie, socks, shirt and boxer briefs then came off in short order, and I was naked.

Now, I'm no Adonis but I'm not in bad shape for a guy pushing 40 - getting a little chunky around the middle perhaps, but nice and broad across the shoulders and with a decent amount of muscle to boot - and I'm certainly not shy about getting undressed. Always good to get naked and feel confident with other men. Except that it was so late that the locker room was deserted - but such is life! I took my time getting a drink out of my bag anyway, and then pulled on gym gear: classic Bike mesh jock, blue running vest, grey marl shorts, socks and trainers. I stuffed my discarded clothes into my kit bag - I'd packed some clean gear to wear for the trip back to the hotel, so I wouldn't have to climb back into that bloody suit again tonight - and locked everything up safe.

The place was nearly empty by the time I'd finished my cardio and was taking a breather before doing a bit of weight training. There's been a young woman on the treadmill next to me, but she'd disappeared so I expected she'd gone to get cleaned up and head home. This just left a tall lad working out on one of the rowing machines, and a slightly older, but very fit looking, bloke with salt and pepper hair on the reception desk - I'd not seen him before but I assumed he was duty manager and/or a fitness coach, and was holding the fort so the youngster who I'd been talking to earlier could go home for the night. It was getting pretty late to be working out, truth be told, but I was feeling energetic after the enforced inactivity of the day and by no means ready to stop. I went over to the lat pull machine and started my first set. 15 reps on a pretty hefty weight setting, I managed to keep my form but it was tough work towards the end.

"Good control mate - could see that was hurting." I turned around. Rowing Lad was behind me, still a little out of breath and sweating hard from his exertions - but not in a state. He had clearly been working hard but it was equally apparent that he was used to it. "Don't think I've seen you around here before, you new to these parts?"

"Cheers pal, do my best not to disgrace myself. I'm just visiting, down here on business, taking the chance to keep up with the training whilst I'm away. Hard to keep up the habit if you break it. That's why I'm in here so bloody late though, meeting seriously over-ran. Well, actually we ended up in the pub, but I stuck to the soft drinks. Wanted to get away as soon as was decent and get down here."

Rowing Lad broke into a broad grin, "Admirable restraint, looks like you're a man who's good at being in control. Shame you aren't sticking around, I play down the local rugby club and we're always looking for new recruits. Oh sorry mate, don't let me put you off your training."

I got a grip on the bar and completed my second set, really feeling the strain in my back and the grips on the bar digging into my fingers as I counted through ten and onto fifteen. Fucking hard work. I flexed my aching fingers a couple of times after releasing the bar, then grabbed my water bottle to take a breather for a minute.

"You got some more sets to do mate?" Rowing Lad asked from behind me.

"Just the one left to go, then I'll be done." I said, before turning to talk to him. He'd taken his top off, revealing an athletic torso. His sweaty navy blue vest was now stuffed into the waistband of his white shorts. My mouth went slightly dry, though I managed not to disgrace myself by staring, or stumbling over my words. Much. "Ummmm... I should only be a couple of minutes, or we could always alternate? Sorry, you should've told me you needed it."

"Don't worry, I can wait a little longer. Could probably still use a little more recovery time after the row, especially doing an exercise like this. You carry on."

"Cheers pal. I know exactly where you're coming from, still sweating like a pig from running."

I took my time downing some more water from my bottle, giving my brain the chance to process what was happening. I'd not had a proper look at him, but I certainly had a tall, well-built, half-naked man stood behind me, taking his time watching me work out. This was starting to feel a bit cruisy, but it was very public and perhaps I was reading this guy's friendliness the wrong way. I did spot out of the corner of my eye that the bloke on the desk was looking in our direction, but then he got his head back down into some paperwork. I was surprised that he'd not bawled out Rowing Lad for pulling his top off, but I guess it was late evening and there were no women left in the place, so he probably wasn't too bothered.

I grabbed the bar on the pulldown again, resolving to get the pain out of the way quickly and move on. The 15 reps were torture from halfway in but I got the job done, albeit with a couple of pretty strong curses under my breath towards the end. I hauled my arse out of the seat, got up and turned round. Rowing Lad was waiting. I copped a good eyeful of him. He was definitely taller, about 6'3 or 6'4 against my six feet. Not sure about age, late twenties perhaps? Black hair, crew cut, heavy five o'clock shadow. Sweat rolling down his brow, over an impressively broad and hairy chest. Not a gorilla but well-muscled. Fucking hot, basically.

Felt the first stirrings in my jock. Mustn't bone up. Must NOT bone up. Swig of water. Deep breath.

"All yours pal." Walked off to use the leg press and left him to it.
It didn't much help. Turned out that the leg press was a great perving location. There was a full height mirror nearby, affording me an excellent view of Rowing Lad going through his lat sets. The definition in his shoulders was good, and I figured he must take care of himself and spend quite a lot of time down this place. And then my eyes went down towards his shorts, which had dropped down the small of his back to expose a Bike waistband. The leg tapes were also visible the clinging white material, which was semi-transparent where pulled tight against his backside. Fuck, I love a man in a jockstrap.

Getting a semi now. Must stop looking.

I gave up after two sets on the leg press and went to do some bicep curls in the free weight area. It was about 30 seconds after I grabbed a dumbbell and got sat down to do my isolations that Rowing Lad turned up and sat down next to me. Was this guy just being friendly or hitting on me? I really wasn't sure anymore, but I was going to play it cautiously. I'd had a couple of really hot hookups with gym lads before, but I'd also misread the signals, sometimes with nasty results. He picked up a weight about three or four sizes above the one I had chosen, and sat down to do the same exercise.

"I don't know about you, mate," he began, a little breathlessly, "but I think I've bitten off a little more than I can chew tonight. I don't usually work out late in the evenings either, but I've doubled up on my shifts at work the last few nights and didn't want to keep on missing out on my training. Perhaps I should've just gone home and gone to bed early instead? Fuck me, I'm aching all over tonight - and I ain't even halfway through my usual weight training."

"The same myself fella," I said, trying not to sound nervous whilst forming mental images of this guy stripped down to his jock, "probably stupid of me to have done it but I reckon it's less painful in the long run, keeping up the routine rather than breaking the habit and then having to drag myself back. It's be easy to do, being as I'm away on business up and down the country on a regular basis, and I'm unfit enough as it is."

"You're not doing so bad mate - I wouldn't have tried to sign you up for rugby otherwise."

I gave out a tired laugh. "Don't take the piss fella, can you imagine me on the pitch up against the likes of you? I'd be snapped like a dead twig."
"No reason why you can't go into the second or third XV though mate, get you fitter, bulked up. It's all still good muddy fun! You should think about getting involved with your local club when you get home, if you have one nearby. Where you from?"

Myself and Rowing Lad got talking, mainly about each others' work and about rugby, inbetween increasingly widely spaced sets of bicep curls. It was still quite hot and thirsty work, and I took my cue from him and pulled off my own sweaty running vest. Felt good to cool down a little. Actually, it also felt good just to sit down and talk to him. You normally just walk around a gym minding your own business - well, that and casting a discreet eye over the talent - so it made a change to get to know someone. We actually got onto names - now I could think of him as Jonathan rather than Rowing Guy. Lost complete track of the time.

"Gents." A man's voice interrupted us mid-discussion of the relative merits of the New Zealand and South African back lines, "Excuse me but it's half past eleven, we're closing now."

"Shit, sorry Jeff, lost track of the time," replied my new friend Jonathan, "me and Mark here just need to go and collect our gear, we'll be out of your way in a few minutes."

"No sweat Jonno, I'll be stuck going through these membership records til at least midnight. You two go and get yourselves cleaned up, I can lock up after you later."

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To be continued...

Hey all, it's been a while since I've written this sort of thing, (though it is a nice reprieve from the papers) so cut me some slack. I don't have a lot of time and my spelling is abysmal so if you have any corrections don't hesitate to send me a message and I will see what I can do. Feed back is also nice!

Oh and just for reference while this first post is just m/m, there is also going to be some m/f and m/m/f. As for other things, this will include some light BDSM, a bit of non-sexual violence, cock worship, humiliation, CFNM, and probably some other stuff.
Yeah I know... I'm going a little overboard.

TURNING THE TABLES

Jake hefted the last box into the closet. This time it had only taken him two hours to move in, and less than an hour to set up. True the room was different, much bigger in fact, the biggest room in Caulder Hall, but the motions were all the same, bring in the boxes, lay out the carpet, set up the computer, stuff all the once neatly folded clothing in drawers, make the bed, and finally… finally stuff the last bits away to be taken care of later. Jake was fit, exercised all the time, but lugging boxes in Virginia’s hot August damp always left him covered in sweat. He sighed, peeled off his shirt, threw it to the floor and collapsed onto the too small bed for his too large frame.
The sound of the circular fan, the cold air blowing across his chest Jake felt himself drifting… drifting…
“O-Oh! You’re here.” A door closed, and Jake’s eyes snapped open.
Damn, must have dozed off, well better meet the roommate.
Jake sat up, a slight young man with dark curly hair and a dusky complexion was standing at the doorway, holding a large stack of thick textbooks. He set them down with a resounding thump on the desk and walked over putting out a hand. Jake stood up to meet him, and had to stop from snickering, he absolutely towered over him. At 6’3” Jake stood out in a crowd, but wasn’t considered a giant, his roommate couldn’t have been taller than 5’5,” probably shorter. When Jake shook his hand, the grip was strong, but it felt like he was introducing himself to a twelve year old.
“Hey, I’m Jake. Nice to meet you.” As Jake met his eye, he could have sworn that his roommate’s gaze lingered overlong on his chest.
“Oh… um… I’m Iskander, but you can call me Alex, since it’s basically the same thing. Nice to meet you Jake.”
“Cool. So… Alex, roster said you’re a junior… right? what made you decide to do the dorms again?”
“Oh well I’m on a scholarship, so its four years of dorm life for me! What about you?”
“Same, I’m here for swimming. What do you play?”
Iskander smiled sheepishly, “Uh… Chemistry.”
“Wait… so you’re not here on an athletic scholarship? Why are you in Caulder?”
“Honors dorm filled up. They sent me here.”
“Ah… oh ok, so its slumming with the rest of us.”
“Yeah basically.”
“Wait,” Jake flashed a big grin, “does that mean I get help with my homework?”
“Ha! Yeah… I guess, but don’t ask me to help with any English papers.”
“Why… I mean… you uh… your English seems really good…”
Iskander arched an eyebrow at him, and responded in a heavy Middle Eastern Accent, “Ah… My American Friend! Just because I am brown, does not mean that I am a dirrrrrrrrrrrrrty foreigner!” his voice shifted back to normal as he sat on the bed adjacent to Jake’s, “Dude, I grew up in Fairfax, right outside of DC.”
Jake stared at the floor, “Oh…God. I’m an idiot, I’m sorry man.”
“S’ok. At least you didn’t ask me if I’ve blown up any buildings recently.”
“Heh… yeah… so uh… why aren’t you good at English papers then?”
Iskander smiled and shrugged, “Why else? I just fucking hate literature.”
“Oh.” Jake laughed. By that point the sweat on his body had begun to dry, and it made him feel sticky and disgusting in the August heat. As he wiped some of the moisture off his chest, he felt the prick of stubble, and decided that was enough. “Listen man, I’m going to go take a shower because I feel like shit. After that you wanna grab a bite down at the bistro?”
“Sure, I guess. I have to check some schedule stuff before though.” Iskander stood up and hurried over to the desk, flicking on his laptop, he opened up at the browser and started clicking away.

Is a married guy supposed to lust over his neighbor? Probably not, but probably happens more than not. However, mine is justified---i think. My neighbor is a professional
football player. And the guy is fucking hot. Big arms, great face, the abs, the thighs, the feet---it doesnt stop. When its off season, he works in his backyard and drives
me nuts. Usually freeballing is gym shorts, with no shirt, I get absolutly nothing done. All I do all day is watch that fucking stud strut around his back yard with his
big swinging dick.
Last weekend, he took it up a notch with the hotness. I dont think he knew that I was in my backyard, and pretty much stocking him. He was mowing his lawn in his usual attire,
letting it all swing free. I was sitting on my grass, watching the clouds roll by. All of a sudden-the mower stopped. I looked over in time to see him jump off
and drop his shorts in the middle of his lawn---and let a stream flow-without even touching his dick. That fucker was huge and beautiful. He stood there for what seemed
2 minutes with a steady stream---and then came time for the shake off. He played with it a little, and I will be god damned if I wasnt stung right there by a bee. I fucking
yelled out, startaling the stud. He looked over at me, without even stopping shaking, and said, "You okay?" ---Im good I replied-just got stung by a bee. He laughed
'and replied I thought maybe you say me over here peeing. ---I see you now, and thats not peeing, thats playing you fucker. He laughed and tugged it a couple times more,
and pulled up his shorts --"catch you at poker tomorrow night", and off he went again mowing. My fucking bone was throbbing watching all that transpire, which caused me to jerk
one out right there on the lawn.
THe next night I couldnt sleep---probably thinking about his cock a little too much. My wife wasnt putting out any, so I decided I would go downstairs and stroke one out
to some porn. As I passed the window, I noticed his computer on in his office - and I stopped at what I saw on the screen. 2 fucking huge dicks smashed together in a tight
pussy. My fucking favorite type of porn. I checked out the screen-and then it dawned on me. Hes fucking there stroking to it. I watched as the 2 dicks totally destroyed
that pussy, and this stud sitting there stroking his 8 inch fat monster. It was a beautiful sight. I watched until he blew his load all over his abs, which in turn made me
blow my load all over the carpet. That should be interesting trying to explain.
The next night at poker I sat next to him. Again, gym shorts and a tshirt---swinging free. Fucker. We started with beer, and then moved on to the harder stuff. I was losing
my ass, but nothing new. As we got drunker, the conversation turned to whose wife was putting out---and as always, everyone was using their hands more than their wife's pussies
except the football player claimed he never has to resort to stroking. I laughed, and said, dude, if your going to go with that, you should close the curtains more often, and
laughed my ass off at him. He turned beat red, and asked if I had been watching-Fuck yeah I replied-the porn you got is amazing. His faced turned to me, and I immeidately shut
up. Maybe I went too far.... and then his leg touched mine. ANd I knew, maybe I hadn't.
2 Hours later, the game had finished, we were done talking about who we wanted to fuck, and we all stumbled home. The football player walked with me the few blocks home.
He brought up the conversation about the porn---"so you were watching the porn, and not me?" ---well, maybe some of both I replied. He laughed and put his arm around me.
When I started to turn towards my house, he said, you got to see this porn I have---That made me immediatley turn towards his house without question. His fucking dick
started pointing out a little more.
As we entered his house, he pointed to the coutch and said have a seat---on the screen came these 2 studs pouding a tight pussy---and then he knocked it up a notch... this
is a home made porn bud he said---and I noticed that one of the guys was him. I immeidately started grabbing at my junk-and he said, glad you like it. Stood up and dropped his
gym shorts, letting his big dick swing free and sat back down. I couldnt keep my eyes off of his bicep as he stroked his dick... it seemed to grow---i was so turned on.
My next comment was a little stupid---"so, you do this often with buds?" Duh-i have a whole case over there of me and my buddy tearing up pussies. Touche dude-so why dont you
invite me to one of these little shindigs? He laughed at me and hit my arm. Maybe someday dude---right now, just enjoy the show.
I sat back and started stroking, feeling the booze start to wear off. He sat closer and put his leg against mine-feeling every stroke radiate through his legs. I sat a little
closer to feel his powerful arms moving back and forth---and thats when it happened-he reached over and grabbed my dick. I shot literally right there. HE laughed at me and
asked if I was going to help a brother out. I said fuck yeah and grabbed his thick cock. A couple strokes and he shot his load all over the 2 of us. I was fucking drenched and
a little disgusted.
We sat, catching our breath as he and his buddy kept at it on screen---they were balls deep in the vagina together-feeling their dicks pressed together. He pulled me up and said
its time for a shower before you head home---I couldnt agree more-I couldnt go home covered in cum---How would that look?
He drug me up to his room and I pulled off my shirt and stepped in the shower, and before I knew it, he was in there with me-his big fucking dick leading the way. I couldnt
keep my eyes off of it-and he knew it. His dick started to plump up. I slapped it and said, dude, I got to go.
Risnsing the cum down the drain, I dried off. THe football player looked at me and said that he was going to hit up a bar tomorrow to pick up a new bitch, and asked I wanted to go...
I can only imagine what that means for a good DP.