I had been waiting for 45 minutes for a shower. This place has 8 showers and all were full when I came inside.

I’m exhausted too. It’s been a long day and I just want to clean up and go to bed.

“Driver 189 your shower is ready. Shower number 7. Driver 189 shower number 7 is ready”. Came a computer voice over the intercom.

“Finally” I said out loud, as I headed to my shower.

I entered my code at shower 7 and entered….

Imagine my surprise when I realized there was an older, Harry, stocky, chubby man was standing under the shower slightly hidden in the steam….. butt ass naked. The water was running down is body, rinsing soap off of his skin. He was a thick furry bear. Slight beer gut but quite muscular.

He opened his eyes and looked at me shocked

“Oh my god!” I yelled blushing. “They assigned me this shower. They must have fucked up!” I spun around to leave.

“Hold your son” the man said. Moving slightly out of the steam. “It’s ok…. I’m almost done and I know there are long lines to shower. I’ll get out of uour way shortly. It’s ok. I’m not shy. And hell…. You’ve seen me now…..” he laughed, and I swear I saw his dick get a little thicker and begin to point outward.

Speaking of his Dick. It was surrounded by salt and pepper pubes and kinda short lookign. But it was pretty thick. At the moment… flaccid.. his Shaft was short and thick but head was much thicker like a mushroom.

“Uh.. ok…. I guess I can get other stuff done in here” I stammered and walked to the sink out of his view.

“Anyway” he chuckled. “I’ll be done in a second”.

I went over and began to brush my teeth.

“Where ya from son?” He asked from the shower.

“Indiana”. I replied. Awkwardly.

“Ah. Hoosier boy…. I’m from Michigan” he said. He acted as if all was normal.

“Driver?” He asked.

“Yes. 21 years. You?” I replied.

“Yes. Me too. 35 years” he said. “What’s your name son?”

“Matt” I said.

“I’m John” he said. “Good meeting you. Even on this odd situation”

He stepped out of the shower naked but wrapped himself in a towel. I’ll admit. He was a sexy man. I know I’m bisexual. I’ve always been attracted to the thick burly man, but I’ve never experienced anything with a man. I’ve always stuck to women.

“Your turn buddy” he said pointing to the shower stall…..

I quickly moved to the other side of the room to figure out how to undress and shower.

“I’m gonna get ready. Hope that’s ok son” he said. “Feel free to do whatever. Don’t be shy. You’ve already seen me naked” he laughed

He turned and faced the sink and brushed his hair and beard. I began to undress.

He laid his towel on the shelf and stood at the sink naked. He hummed as he fixed his hair but I realized he was lookign at me in the mirror. I also realized in the other mirror on the wall I could see his cock slowly getting longer and thicker.

I was naked facing the wall…. But I could see he was clearly turned on. I stepped out of sight into the shower. The water was hot and had a hard stream. It felt great.

“Son… you married”. He asked.

“No sir. Single” I said.

“Ah” he replied.

“I was married. She left me a few years back. Single and alone since” he said coldly. “This is a lonely job sometimes”

“Yeah it is”. I said.

“Nice to meet people and talk” he said.
“Sometimes you just need friends…, don’t ya think?… but hell. They’re hard to find out here too”

“Yeah. You’re right. It’s lonely as hell”. I replied as I washing my body. I got to my groin and realized I was hard as a rock. I couldn’t get him out of my head…….. he was right. I was lonely. I needed affection. I needed connection. I just needed to be touched. I stroked my cock slowly.

I turned to rinse the soap off and looked up. He was standing in the doorway of the shower. Naked… and hard. Very hard.

“May I join you son?” He asked softly… clearly expecting to be denied…..

I hesitated……. And he bag an to turn away…

“Yes…. Please join me”. I finally got out.

He stepped under my water…. And his cock brushed my thigh.

His handa moved over my sides and up my back. “Let me help you” as he began to massage the soap on my back and shoulders.

“Oooohh” I sighed and melted into his grip.

“You like that Matt?” He asked sincerely.

“Yes John… That feels good” I spoke softly… near a moan.

“Good…. I’m glad” he said. And turned me facing him. He moved closer and began to rub my sides, hips, and stomach…

He was much larger than me. His cock was touching my stomach. Mine was easily 2” from touching him. He was much thicker too.

I wrapped my arms around him and gripped his ass in my hands. And pulled him against me…. Our cocks smashed together and he grinded hard Against me.

He sighed as he began to kiss my neck and down to my shoulders. His beard tickling me as he moved. My hand reached down between us I momentarily ran my fingers up and down through his thick bush petting and Then I grasped his thick shaft.

“Oh god” he groaned as I ran my hand up and down his length. Taking time to massage his hanging balls with each pass

“You like that?” I whispered in his ear as he continued to kiss my neck.

“Oh fuck yes” he moaned

“Your cock is really nice John” Looking down at his thick rod between is. I gripped him tighter and he kissed and nibbled my shoulders and moaned as I tugged his meat.

I turned my head and kissed at his beard and neck, but began to move down to his chest. My hand left his dick anf moved to his legs as I moved lower. My lips kissing his furry chest and then his stomach.

“Son?” He moaned. “You….. you don’t have to go this…. I…I….. just needed to be together for a while…”. He stammered over his words as my tongue played with his thick salt and pepper pubic hair…..

“I’ve never done this before John” I looked up at him, as I kissed the tip of his fat head…. It seemed so big compared to my mouth. I was actually kind of nervous..

I dropped fully to my knees and kissed his hot heavy balls

“You don’t have to do that son…” John smiled down at me…. I continued to stare into eyes

“But I want to…” I said and then opened my lips and pressed them against his fat head… his tip was a lot bigger than I even expected and I really didn’t think this was going to be possible. But I kept trying. I licked at his slit and tasted precum for the first time in my life. Fuck that is good. So warm and salty. I sucked on the tip of his head but couldn’t get more in my mouth.

He grunted and groaned then said
“It’s ok Matt.. You don’t have to do that…. I’m too big…... but…. But… It feels good though”. He moaned

Hearing that I was determined to go down on him. I grasped his cock in my right hand and steadied and pumped him and grabbed his ass with my left, and pulled him towards me as I pushed my head down over his cock. I felt my lips stretching and splitting as they gave way and his head moved into my mouth. My lips closed around the base of his head.

“Dear lord” he groaned. My mouth felt like it was overflowing with meat. I had to fight the urge to gag. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I wasn’t disgusted. I just had never experienced this before. I took deep breaths though my nose. My tongue moved quickly under the head of his cock.

“Oh fuck son” he moaned and grasped my head in his hand. I pulled him toward me again. Feeling his cock push deeper to the back of my mouth and push against my throat. I took a deep breath through my nose and reached back hand held the hand on my head, prodding him to push his cock deeper.

And he did. Slowly

“Ooohh god” he grunted as his fat head began to slide into my throat. I felt my throat stretching to accept him. I felt my ability to breath cease completely as his entire cock sank into me. He pulled on my head and pushed into me deeply. My face pressed into his bush……

“I’ve never felt anything like this before…he moaned and slowly pulled out.

The minute his cock left my mouth I gasped for breath. Spit and saliva flowed from my mouth and his fat cock dripped with it.

“Are you ok son?” I continued panting as I kissed and licked his cock and balls.

“I’m ok..” I smiled at him…. Then I repeated the process of deepthroating him. I looked into his face the entire time his cock sank down deeply down my throat….. I felt my ability to breathe stop again. And I felt my cock erupt as I came on the shower floor.

“Ooooh damn” he groaned. His cock pushing deep down my throat. His bush pressed into my face. “That feels so good Matt”

He pulled out fully… I gasped for breath again.

“Your…… cock….. is….. so….. big john” I gasped words between pulling needed oxygen into my neglected lungs….

He smiled down at me as I caught my breath and kissed and licked the underside of his thick shaft.

I slowly licked and sucked his head as I stroked his shaft.

“Oh yes Matt… that feels so good” he moaned.

I moved my hand and again deep throated his meat and again gasping for breath a few moments later. Stroking his length while I recovered.

“I can’t take much more” he said. “I feel like I’m going to explode”

I pulled and rubbed on his balls as I sucked on his tip again.

“Oh god Matt…. I’m going to cum… you’re going to make me cum.” He groaned.

“I’m warning you son… I’m going to cum”

Looking up at him I rubbed his balls harder pulling down on them I took a deep breath again and I slowly took his cock fully down my throat one last time. Feeling him actually swell thicker and harder

“Ma…. Son….you
… you don’t have to…. To…. Do that… you do….. uuuuuuuuuugggg. Uuuuuggg”

His cock fully down my throat I grabbed his ass and pulled him as deeply as possible and his cock exploded. What felt like gallons of hot cum flowed down my throat into my stomach. My stomach was on fire. He came 4 or 5 times. I thought i was going to pass out and he finally pulled his cock out. He leaned down and kissed me deeply. He pulled me to my feet. He held and kissed me under hot water. I ran my fingers though his beard as we kissed.

“Thank you” he whispered.

“My pleasure” I smiled back.

He washed us both up again and we dried and dressed.

“You parked for the night Matt?” He asked.

“Yes sir” I replied.

“Want to spend the night with me?” He asked staring at me….

My hands rubbed at his Harry chest

“Yes…. I do…” I sighed

This just happened a few days ago, and I think it is worth sharing.

I'm a graduating senior at a small liberal arts school in the Midwest. Mike is a freshman from the West Coast, and he just joined our fraternity in the fall. Mike is tall, blonde, with pale skin and a lean, slightly muscular body from high school track and wrestling. Though he is cute, he is not really my type as I'd prefer more muscular men with darker features. I'm gay and out, while Mike identifies as straight, though he admitted that he has experimented with guys a few times in high school.

Last weekend, our frat decided to throw a party before final week. Mike got pretty drunk and high, so we didn't let him drive home but made him stay at our frat house instead. I offered him my bed while I slept in my sleeping bag on the floor. We were talking about life and relationships, mostly me listening Mike vent about this last relationship which was very toxic and he, after a fuck ton of interventions and encouragements from the boys in the frat, finally decided to cut his ex off. At one point, Mike asked him to join him in bed because he said he felt bad seeing me sleeping on the floor in my own room and that my bed should fit both of us. I joined him in bed not thinking much about it. At one point, while we were talking, Mike asked if he could cuddle with me because he missed physical contact with a person and just really needed one. Keep in mind though most guys in my frat are straight or mostly straight, they are pretty progressive and totally cool being physically affectionate with each other and with me (one of the only 3 queer guys in the frat of around 30 guys), so this kind of non-sexual homoerotic behaviors are totally normal. At least that was what I thought.

We continued talking with him spooning me until I noticed Mike was popping a hardon behind it and subtly rubbing it against my ass. We grew silent with him rubbing his hard cock under his shorts against my ass, and I, also quite intoxicated, boldly pushed my ass back to his cock. I could already that it was a thick one. I reached my hand behind to touch it and gently rub it while none of us said anything. I broke the silence by asking "Do you want to continue?" to which he just said "Mhm mhm" signaling a yes. So With my hand still playing with his hard cock through the basketball shorts, I turned back to face him and asked: "Are you sure?" "Dude, I don't care. You are leaving in a week and I'm transferring after this semester, so it is not like we will continue seeing each other a lot, if at all," Mike answered. I slid my hand into his short to feel a thick and quite long veiny cock covered by a thick bush. I gave him a handjob for a minute or two until he took his shorts out to reveal little Mike: a girthy pale uncut cock around 7.5 inches with a pink head and thick pale blonde pubes. I moved my head down to give it a better look, then gave that delicious head a lick to which Mike let out a silent moan. I began to suck on it, and oh my god it was tasty. Mike is a vegan and I can tell how his healthy diet translated into the amazing taste of that cock which was leaking pre-cum like crazy. It was a thick one, but I couldn't get enough of it so I tried to take the whole thing into my throat. Mike let out a big yelp and pushed my head further down.

I soon let go of that cock and began to work on his balls, which are covered with some light-colored furs too. He moaned like crazy which I thought would wake people sleeping in the room next to us. But I didn't care. I lifted his legs up while alternating between his dick and his balls. There it was, a tight virgin pink straight hole. I wanted to to eat it so bad, but I didn't want to throw him off so I just looked at it with a lustful look before getting back to his thick pole. As if he could read my mind, Mike said "Eat my ass bro." I was totally taken by surprise and even thought I heard it wrong, so I stopped, looked at him, and asked: "What did you just say?" "Bro, just eat my ass. I like to have my shithole eaten. I know you want it because I saw how you looked at it," Mike said. And just like that, I dived into my feast. I licked it, spat on it, even put my tongue in a little bit. Oh boy it tasted amazing. I was totally lost in that asshole while Mike moaned and stroked his dick nonstop. When he said that he was about to cum, I stopped his hand immediately and pushed it out of that swollen dick. I told him "I don't want you to cum right now. Just do as I say and I will let you have the best orgasm that no girl could ever give you." I continued attacking his hole, dick, and balls, edging him for about 20 minutes and stopped him having having an orgasm for another 2 times. At one point, I was fingering him with my index finger while sucking his cock. This was too much for him, and he couldn't hold it anymore. "Oh my god, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum," Mike moaned, as I sucked on him even harder and fingered him faster, rubbing my finger tip on that straight boy prostate. Mike suddenly tightened his whole body and screamed "FUCK I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG!!!!!!" while pushing my head as deep to his crotch as possible. I could feel the thick cock erupt like a volcano in my mouth, shooting endless streams of that straight boy cum into my mouth and throat. It felt like eternity when he held my head down while shooting in my throat. Thankfully I managed to lifted my head up a little bit to have some of that thick load into my mouth so that I could taste my brother's essence. It was one of the most delicious loads I have ever tasted. I held his deflating cock in my mouth for a while until it slipped out. Mike was breathing like crazy, though I could see there was a big grin on his face.

I lied next to him and asked: "So how was it? How did I do?" "Bro, are you fucking kidding me? That was the best head I have ever got?" Mike said, "I literally blacked out a little bit when I came." I said: "I'm glad you like it, bro. So do you still want me here or do you want the bed for yourself?" "Atticus [Fake name, of course], cut the bullshit. Of course I do want you here. Come here you little fucker," Mike said as he pulled me in for a big cuddle. We talked about it for little but until both of us slipped into sleep... [End of Part 1]

“Hey. I need someone to go to a meeting with a client with me” Mark said, suddenly standing beside my cubical. We hadn’t really talked much in the last few days.

“Ok. Now?” I asked.

“Later this afternoon. It’s about an hour drive. You can ride with me there” he replied.

“Ok” I smiled.

We jumped in the Denali after work and headed to the meeting. We talked about life and his wife and marriage and other random stuff. I just stared at him. Realizing how sexy he was. He looked at me and smiled.

“What?” He asked sheepishly.

“Nothing”. Just looking at you.

“Oh… ok…” he replied.

We continued to talk and about 40 minutes later arrived at the clients office

We headed in and found a really small conference room with a U shaped table surrounded by chairs. All the chairs were close together.

We sat on the left side and soon the room began to fill. Eventually we were up against each other in our seats.

The meeting began and the client talked and talked. It was pretty boring. I realized at some point that Mark’s leg kept rubbing against mine. He seemed super agitated and squirmy. I looked at him with the “W T F “ look and he reached over and pulled my hand to his leg under the table. I moved my hand slowly up his thigh and then found his issue. His dick was hard a a rock and pinned against his thigh in his boxers. I traced my fingers the length of his hard cock and along his balls. I pulled and rubbed on them briefly then stroked my hand softly back up his length to the head of his cock. I continued to repeat this process. He kept moaning under his breath. I looked over to my right and the young woman beside me was looking directly at my hand and watching me stroke my bosses fat dick though his pants leg. I made eye contact with her and she smiled and mouthed “oh my” and winked.

It was about that point I heard Mark mutter under his breath “oh fuck” and I felt him tense and jerk as his dick let lose a torrent of cum down into his underwear. He grabbed my hand to keep me from continuing. The young ladies mouth just hung open. She finally smiled a huge smile and looked back at the person speaking.

The meeting took hours. I was exhausted and bored. The client told Mark at the end of the meeting he would rent us a hotel room so we didn’t have to drive home tonight. Mark told him we only needed one. We could share a room. We were adults.

Everyone filed out. Mark went up to the client to get the hotel info. You could see a small wet spot on good left thigh where he had Cum.

The woman stepped beside me and asked.
“So…. Employee, friend, or lover?” She asked

“All of the above… I think….. I’m not sure” I said honestly.

“Well. I think someone’s getting lucky tonight” she rubbed my arm, smiled and left the room.

We arrived at the Hilton and found our room. We went to dinner and headed bsck.
On the way into the hotel at about 22:30, we saw the hot tub. It was empty. The lights were dim

“Let’s get in” mark said

“We don’t have swimsuits” I said.

“We will wear our undies. It’s empty. It’ll be ok” he coaxed

“Ok” I gave in.

We undressed to our undies and climbed in. It felt great the water was so hot and full of bubbles. I sat close to Mark as we talked my hand rubbing his knee and leg.

Suddenly multiple voiced could be heard coming in. 2 young men barely in their 20s and two older women. One was in her late thirties probably and the other was quite chubby and much older. Both were in swim suits and tipsy. The men were too but obviously hadn’t been drinking. I started to move from Marks side when they told us to make room. Pushing mark and closer together as they climbed in surrounding us.

The women were giggly and flirtatious wiht the young men. Eventually the men introduced everyone. They were Steve and Dave.The younger woman was Kelly. She was 38 and divorced. The chubbier lady was Amy. She was 44 and also divorced. The two young, 22 year old men explained they had found themselves 2 very eager cougars and planned on taking full advantage. So much so that Dave’s hand rubbed Amy’s pussy though her swimsuit multiple different times during their introduction. Steve had been groping at Kelly’s tits and legs.

At some point as we talked I realized Dave’s hand had slipped under Amy’s swimsuit and he was obviously fingering her, and she was nearing an orgasm…. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning. Steve reached over and grabbed her tits

“Damn that’s hot” Mark suddenly moaned and I looked at him. My hand moved down his leg and I found that at some point he had pulled his underwear down and his fat cock was naked under the bubbles.

“Jesus mark” I smiled

“Sorry?” He shrugged. I began to stroke his swollen tool.

I heard his moaning “Fuck yeah” as i tugged on his meat. I held the top of his shaft and began to massage his head with my fingers.

“I’m gonna cu… I’m gonna cu….. Kelly he’s making me cum!” Amy suddenly exclaimed

“Uuuuu uuuuuu uuuuuu I’m cumming. Kelly I’m cumming he’s making me cum!!” Amy groaned as Dave’s fingers worked their magic on her pussy and an orgasm rocked her for what was clearly the first time in a long time. She humped his hand and shook violently int he water.

And on that note. I heard Mark groan. “Oh Fuck that was so hot” and they all looked over at us. Now obvious that I was working Mark’s cock with my hand under the water

I stopped due to being caught by and Mark whimpered and grasped my hand with his.

“Please don’t stop” he began thrusting unto my grip. The tip of his spear headed dick breaking the surface of the bubbles with each upward thrust.

In just a few seconds, and 4 or 5 pumps he came. His Cum erupting out of the water with each thrust.

“Uuuuugggn. Uugghh. Uuugghnnn” he grunted with each spasm of his erupting balls. Cum flew into the air and landed in the water between all of us.

“Uhm. Alright. Ok… well. We will be leaving.” The guys said. “That’s just weird guys”. They said to us as They stood up, helping their drunk ladies to their feet… both girls suits were pulled to the side. Exposing their bald pussies. Amy’s was quite fat and her clit was peirced. I actually felt Mark’s Dick harden again I squeezed his shaft. The girls fixed their suits and almost fell out of the hot tub

“You ladies in gonna come to our room and cum some more… we can go all night” and with that they left.

I realized I was still stroking Mark’s now hard cock again.

“I’m tired man” he said. Let’s get ours here. He stood. His cock fully exposed.

“Dude. Cover up” I said. Pulling his shorts up over his massive cock.


We made it to the room. Mark got fully undressed and collapsed on the bed.

I showered and walked out to the bed. He was on his back. Hard as a rock and snoring.

I laid beside him i began to rub his thigh and would take the time to stroke his cock off and on. I felt him getting close to orgasm again and leaned over taking the head of his cock into my mouth as he erupted down my throat. I licked him clean and went to sleep with my head on his chest and hand cupping and massaging his balls.

“Hey…. Can you go to lunch?” Mark was standing beside my cubicle. It has been about 2 weeks since our……”meeting”

“Uh. Sure” I said. Shocked. Until a few weeks ago… Mark and I had barely spoken. I grabbed my stuff and we walked out to the parking lot.

“I’ll drive” mark said as we walked toward his Pearl Denali.

We climbed in and headed out.

“I just wanted to… uh… thank you…” he said. Nervously.

“Haha. It’s ok man. I hoped you enjoyed it” I laughed and smiled at him.

“Oh Fuck. Yeah. I did. Jesus. First time I’ve had someone get me off in 2-3 years. And it was the best I’ve ever had”. He said. Clearly nervous and excited.

“I’m glad” I said. Still looking at him. He looked so nervous. “You ok?” I asked.

“Can… can…. You do it again?” He said. Super red on the face. “It’s all I’ve thought about. It was so amazing. My wife has never even given me head”.

My hand reached across the center console and rubbed his thigh through his jeans. He was dressed down today. No meeting. “Yes…. I will” I said smiling. My hand fingers lightly touching his balls through his jeans.

“Mmmm” he moaned. His cock clearly expanding inside his tight jeans. I reached up and rubbing his bulge straining against his zipper.

“Fuck. Sorry. I need to get my pants undone. It hurts” he unzips his pants and buckle and his cock stretches upward. His underwear still restraining its size. I pulled his underwear away from his body and his meat lifts up and over and slaps againt his abdomen. The tip already dripping precum I began to stroke its full length. Feeling it harden in my hand.

“Such a beautiful dick” I said. Staring at him. He looked over at me with an odd, yet appreciative look on his face. He smiled.

He drove as I stroked him. I eventually unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned across the center and placed my mouth over his cock and licked the precum off the tip.

“Oh fuck” he groaned. I took his tip into my mouth. My lips wrapped filling under his head I sucked and licked.

“Oh Jesus” he moaned loudly. His body jerking and squirming as I used my mouth to torture just the tip. Ignoring his throbbing rod below.

I pulled off for a moment. “Pull over somewhere” and my head dropped back over his cock.

“Uh. Uh. Oh ok”. He stammered looking around. “I’m try… try… oh god.. trying” he gasped as my mouth began to slide down, taking more of his cock into my eager mouth and throat.

I felt the tip hit the back of my throat and began to slide deeper. I could feel my lips stretched and straining around his powerful shaft. I could feel the contours of his veins on my lips and tongue. I took him deeper and deeper.


“Jesus Christ” he stopped quickly at a McDonalds back parking lot. “Fuck” he placed his hand on my head. He didn’t force or thrust. Just touched me as I touched bottom. His entire cock in my throat. My lips stretched fully around his the thick and harry base of his fat tool. My tongue massaged the underside of his shaft.

“Oh yes” he moaned. I began to give him a blowjob. I sucked and licked his entire l length over and over. Using my left hand to stroke his shaft between deep throating and my right massaging his massive balls.

“Oh Fuck Matt…. Jesus”. He moaned.

“Matt…….” He said softly. I just moaned “mmmmm?” with his cock buried in my throat…

“I want to fuck you” he said…. Hesitantly

I pulled off his dick quickly looking at him. My hand still stroking his shaft.

“Uhm… I’ve never done that” I said… not declining him at all… just a statement. I kissed the tip of his cock

“Oh… oh damn. I didn’t know. I just thought…. I’m sorry” he stammered.

“I said I’ve never done that…. I didn’t say no…” I smiled and licked his head again.
“You’re huge….. you’ll tear me apart”. I looked at him…. “You’ll be my first and you’re huge”

“Oh. I’m sorry. Ok…. We won’t do that..” he said quietly. But with obvious disappointment.

“Again…. I didn’t say no, Mark” I sat up and leaned against him…..

“Fuck me” i whispered in his ear and I climbed into the back. Leaving him alone, panting, in the front.

“Wait. What?…. Oh god. Ok” he stuttered as he jumped out and climbed into the back. Apparently forgetting his cock was hanging out of his pants.

“Oh crap!” He laughed as he climbed in. Looking around as he did.

I had undressed and leaned over the seats.

“Let’s try this” I said. Nervous but wanting mark to try. I looked back at him. His large cock bouncing between his Legs. He was clearly nervous and fumbling with his pants. He finally got them off and was messing with his wallet.

I sat up and sat down on the seat. Grabbing him and holding him.

“What’s wrong”. I asked.
“I’m nervous. That’s all. I haven’t had sec in years. I’ve never had sex with a man. But I’m so horny and I like you a lot”. The words dumped out of his mouth.. he then produced an old condom from his wallet. He open the package and tried to pull it over his fat cock…. It was clearly dry and old. It tore almost instantly as his cock pushed into it. His thick veiny cock completely exposed by his shredded rubber

“Fuck!” He yelled….. shaking.

“Mark…. We don’t need that…… fuck me bare babe” I held his hands. I laid down on my back in the seat and pulled him over me kissing him. Pulling him down on me. I wrapped my legs around him. I felt his hard fat cock pressing against my balls and taint.

We made out and he kept thrusting hard against me.

“Calm down…. Let’s have fun. I’m not going anywhere” I kissed him and kissed his neck and chest. We grinded and writhed against each other for a few minutes. Enjoying our bodies against each other.

Finally i pushed him up as little and pulled my legs up higher. Bringing my ass up. He moved his arms outside my legs bending me in half. I spit on my hand and reached down mixing my saliva with his precum I stroked his cock.

“I’m yours babe… do what you want to me”. I felt his warm wet cock against my asscheeks and felt it slide between them and up against my asshole. He pushed.

“Mmmmmmpph” I felt a lot of pressure. I reached down and grasped his legs.

“Be gentle Mark… go slow” I cooed smiling at him.

He pushed again. “Mmmmmpphh” I felt my ass give a little. His thick spear shaped head doing its job.

“Mmmmmmph” I grunted. He pulled backed and thrust again. This time winning the battle and his head wedged inside me

“Aaaaaaaah”. I screamed “wait”. I pushed my hands against his thighs pausing his attack.

“Let me get used to you” I whispered.

I adjusted my position. And pulled on his thighs. He pushed deeper. Slowly.

“Ooooh Fuck” I groaned loudly as his cock filled me completely. I felt my sphincter stretched fully around his thick veiny cock I felt his furry bush tickling my ass and his balls rested heavily against mine.

“Ok….. I’m ready”. I smiled up at him. He began to fuck me.

“Aaaah aaaah. Aaah aaah. Jesus you’re sooo big Mark” I screamed as he began to thrust in and out.

He sat up and stopped. Looking at me

“Does it hurt?” He looked upset.

My fingers dug into his outer thighs.

“Yes… it does….. but it’s ok…. I am
OK…. I want this. I want YOU” I said. Looking at him… “I’m ok babe… Take me” and I pulled at his legs.

I felt him adjust and I buried my face into his chest as he thrusted hard.

“Aaaaaah. Uuuuugghh you’re fucking huge” I yelled into his chest as he began to fuck me.


Aaaahhh. Aaaa. Ugh ugh. Uuugg. You’re tearing me apart” I screamed.

I wrapped my arms around his back pulling him down against me, wrapping my legs tighter around him

“You’re so big Mark…. I love the feeling of ass stretched around your dick” I whispered in his ear and he began to fuck me mercilessly. “Ugh ugh ugh unnnggg MARK!” I yelled

“Fuucckk You’re tight… I’m going to cum” Mark groaned as his thrusts became erratic and his breathing was short and fast

“Cum inside me” I cooed kissing at his neck I pulled pulled myself upward to meet his thrusts

“. Ugh ugh oh Fuck. Ugh I’m cumming uuuugghhhh” he thrust deep into me as I felt his cock explode spraying his hot Cum deep inside me. His cock spasmed 5-6 times. Filling me with his seed.

He leaned up on his arms staring at me as he slowly thrusted in and out go me.

“That was incredible” he said.

“ yes.. it was” I said. Kissing him.

He eventually began to get limp and sat back. His half hard cock soaked in cum laying against his thigh. I laid there. Feeling his cum dripping from my ass to his leather seats.

He got dressed and climbed to the front and began to drive. I laid there naked ad we drove back.

I eventually dressed and when he parked. I climbed out and headed to the office and the restroom. I wondered who in the office windows saw me climb out of the BACK of my bosses’ SUV… and smiled to myself. Mark’s Cum still oozing from my ass.

I walked toward Mark, my boss, office…. Just before i reached the door, Jenni walked out….. tall, long blonde hair, curvy in all the right places. Her hips were wrapped in tight ass yoga pants and her round fat ass looked spectacular. She smiled, winked, and turned headed to her cubical.

I entered Mark’s office.

“What’s up boss?” I asked…. He sat in his chair away from his desk looked noticeably uncomfortable and agitated. He was staring passed me at the empty speedway and was subconsciously rubbing his crotch which was clearly bulging.

“Oh my God Matt…. I’m so sorry” he snapped out of his trance, realizing i had walked in as he was pleasing himself though his pants. He jumped up. His pants tented outward from his obvious erection.

I smiled. “It’s ok” and I laughed nervously. I realized I was staring at his large bulge.

“You ok sir?” I asked.

“Man. That Jenni drives me insane. She’s so fucking hot”. He began. “ she’s so sweet and flirty”.

“Yeah she is” I replied.

“It doesn’t help my wife isn’t interested in sex” he continued. “We haven’t had any sexual encounters for few years” he said sadly.

“What?!?” I exclaimed, taken aback. “You’re kidding?… that’s rough….”

“Yeah… she’s just not interested at all” he groaned…. Subconsciously rubbing his bulge again, thinking about the woman that had just left his office

I shut his door and stepped closer…. Taking a chance….. i reached out and pushed my hand between his and his bulge, ran my hand under is cock and and down to his heavy balls.

“Woah Matt, what the fuck are you doing?” He snapped “I’m not into that kind of stuff” however the fact I felt his cock harden against my hand said otherwise. He pulled back…. Slightly. I reached out farther continued to massage his bulge and balls.

“Dude. I’m your boss! Stop now. I’m not into men!” He said loudly but honestly I wasn’t convinced. And i unzipped his pants and slid my hand inside.

Instead of getting more angry, He moaned slightly as my hand grasped his thick cock still covered by his underwear and stroked downward and back slowly.

“I’m just trying to help” I said softly. “You look like you need to let off some steam and relax. I’m just helping you with that, and I reached my hand into his underwear, grasping his incredibly fat cock in my hand and moved closer to him…. He did not move at all as I began to jerk him off slowly.

“Oh my god” he said quietly as my hand moved up and down his throbbing dick.

“Matt… we can’t do this… I can’t do this. I’m not into men…… oh.. uh.. ooh Jesus” he said as i gripped him a little harder and stoked faster.

“Just let this happen”. I said. “Let me help you relax” I smiled looking at his face.

He just looked at me embarrassed but intense.

“It’s ok man. Enjoy this” I said and smiled more. He seemed to relax a little. We stood by his desk. Facing each other. My hand stroking his large dick. He moved closer against me, he continued to moan softly and he eventually placed his head on my shoulder as I stroked him.

“your cock is incredible Mark” I whispered in his ear. I felt his cock swell in my grip. I heard his breath become short. He began to moan and groan. “Oh Fuck man” he moaned. His dick growing harder. “I’m going to cum…”.

“Ok… let it go” I said softly in his ear.

“I cant. I’m in my suit. I have a meeting in a few minutes. I cant cum here and on my pants. Just stop and I’ll finish myself in the bathroom” he moaned

“No way” I said and pushed him into his chair, kneeling between his legs. I undid his belt and pulled his underwear down below his enormous cock and balls.

“Just let it go. I won’t let you get dirty” I said. Staring at his gorgeous Dick I continued to jerk him off. It was a nice length. About 6.5-7”, but Jesus it was thick as hell. The shaft was easily the size of a can of Coke and even thicker at the base. His throbbing purple had was narrower and pointed. His engorged shaft was veiny.

“I’m going to cum man… stop. I’ll make a mess. Come on.stop Sto…… oh my Fucking god” he groaned loudly as mouth enveloped the tip of his cock my tongue swirling around it like a tornado.

“Oh fuck. Oh Fuck oh Fuck” Mark kept saying as I sucked and licked his head.

“Stop man. Stop. I’m going to cum. Oh my god”. He groaned

His cock was was so thick. But I wasn’t going to let him make a mess, I slowly moved my lips down his shaft. Feeling his thickness stretch my mouth, my lips splitting slightly. His tip began to enter my throat. My face touched his stomach. My beard tangled with his bush.

“Oh Fuck man I’m Cumming uunnnngggg uuunng fuck stop uuunng. Uummmnhhg he was attempting tto push me off of him as I felt his cock erupt. A flood of hot Cum flooded down my throat into my stomach.
His dick sprayed cum into me 5 or 6 times.

“Jesus Christ” he groaned panting as his cock finally stopped erupting and I slowly began to pull my mouth of his cock. Making sure to lick every inch.

I sucked and licked him clean and looked up at him. My hand massaging his heavy balls

“See.. no mess” I smiled and winked

“Oh my God” he moaned.

“You have a meeting sir and I need to go too” I pulled His underwear back over his dick and zipped his pants back up, buckling his belt I stood. Making sure to rub his bulge one more time.

I hope I helped” I said He didn’t respond.

“I’ll see you later sir ” I said as I left the office





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A new coach with rather unorthodox methods is appointed to bring the University's wresting team back to the top. Unfortunately for straight hunk Scott, the path to victory involves turning him into the team's bitch.

The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.

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Wrestling Team Gone Wild

Chapter 1: The new coach (part 1)

My name is Scott. I have just started my sophomore year and I am, for the second year in a row, part of the university's wrestling team. We are called "the Wolves" and we are savage!

At least, that's what we say around here.

Reintegrating the team was a close call though, the university literally threatened to shut down the wrestling team all together after our (very) poor results last season.

Just before the beginning of the new semester, the board accepted to reinstate part of the fundings. A new coach has been recently appointed and most of the staff has been replaced. Good riddance, I thought, last season had been a total shit show.

We are roughly thirty athletes in the wrestling team, from freshman to senior year, competing in various classes according to our weights. Some guys dropped out after the chaotic last season but leaving the Wolves was never an option for me as my wrestling results in highschool were the only reason I got to attend university in the first place.

Wrestling is the only thing I have ever been good at, so basically, it was either this or working at McDonalds. Nothing against McDonalds but I have never been able to resist a big mac so, working there would not be very good for my shape.

The wrestling team would train each Tuesday and each Thursday between 6 and 9pm, and every Friday between 2 and 4pm, on weekends we would often have to go to competition.

Outside of the scheduled trainings, we were asked to keep a strict regime and fitness routine every day of the week. I cannot say that everyone followed through last year... I guess this was part of the problem and one of the reasons we finished dead last in the state championship.

My roommate is also part of the team which makes it easier to stick to a routine.

Travis is a very cool guy. Both his parents are Korean, but he is taller than most Asian guys I know and he is very lean. Not the typical wrestling type, still, he is super quick and smart with his moves. Quite unexpectedly given his body type and despite being a freshman, Travis became one of the best members of the team last season but the coach often overlooked him.

The poor organization of the whole team disqualified everyone from a key tournament in April anyway, so Travis, just like me, did not stand a chance to shine.

To start off the new semester, we all gathered in the gymnasium, waiting anxiously to meet the new coach. We were catching up on our respective summer holidays with Travis when five men came from the locker-room and entered the gymnasium.

Although most of these men were complete strangers to me, I could quickly tell who the head Coach would be. He was walking in front of the others and was intimidating right away. He had a furnished grey beard, a cap was hiding his eyes, he was wearing a very loose tank top which revealed the entirety of his strong and hairy muscular chest - his big nipples were fully visible -, and a tiny blue short which showcased his huge thighs, and to be completely honest, his obvious bulge.

That man was a beast.

"To the freshmen of the team, I say, I'm Coach Ranson and it is a pleasure to meet you." He spoke loudly as he stood before us. "To the rest of you, I say, what the hell was last season about!?"

The freshmen smiled faintly; one senior giggled. Travis and I just looked at the gymnasium floor as if there were something fascinating to observe underneath our sneakers.

"I have asked a question young men! I am expecting an answer. You! Tell me what happened last season?"

Thankfully, the new coach was not talking to me, but to the cocky senior who had just laughed. His name was Damian Feytons.

"Well... The coach that we had last season was a complete joke so, I guess this explains..."

Coach Ranson quickly walked up to the senior guy. He only stopped a few inches from his face. I thought he was about to punch him, and then, he was so close that it almost looked like he was about to kiss Damian.

That was fucking weird.

If it were me, I would definitely have taken a step back but the senior did not budge.

"You don't think that YOU were a joke?" Yelled the coach, two inches away from the athlete's face.

"I... No coach... I don't think so, Coach."

"Should I understand that you do not take any responsibility in the poorest and most shameful results this university has never seen in any sport whatsoever, in its 200 years history?"

Ouch, that hurt.

Damian did not say any other word. He did no longer smile or giggle. I must admit, it was a bit satisfying to see this arrogant prick being put back in his place.

The head Coach returned to his staff with a heavy sigh.

After this incident, he delivered his introduction speech in a complete silence. It felt like we were in a church.

"You have seriously messed up last year. The staff has been reduced. The funds have been slashed in half. And the university has been covered with ridicule. Let me be very clear about one thing: I am not one to get ridiculed."

He marked a pause. Even the rest of the staff seemed nervous. How could a man wearing such a tiny nylon short could be that intimidating?

"This is your opportunity to redeem yourself. I won't let you down. But believe me, you better get to work! We have to start from scratch, we need to review everything, everyone! You have been selected, fine, but never forget that I can kick any of you out at any given moment! I've been sent here to create a winning team and this is exactly what I intend to do. If you don't make the cut, I'll find better athletes."

He walked among us for the next part, scanning our bodies with his eyes, sometimes even grabbing our shoulders or chest to feel our muscles.

"You will train harder, you will be more focused, more committed, and you will fight every match as if it were a matter of life or death. Because it will be! If you lose, I'll personally make sure that your life becomes a living hell."

Travis looked at me, we were both stunt.

"On top of that, you will make sure to bring pride and money to this school again. And yes, I did say money! You have made this university lose too much time and financial investments on this team. We need tickets to be bought at every competition, we need supporters to donate for the Wolves, we need families to buy stupid cupcakes and calendars! Is that clear?"

Everybody, slightly terrified, mumbled a yes.

"I have asked a question. IS THAT CLEAR?"

"YES." This time, everyone shouted.

"When you addressed to me, you say: Yes, Coach or No, Coach."

"YES, COACH."

Did we all just join the army?

Finally, Coach Ranson seemed satisfied. He spat on the gym floor while scratching his balls through the fabric of his fitness shorts.

I don't know how to say this without sounding gay, I'm definitely straight, but the head Coach was the perfect representation of the "Alpha Male". There was something mesmerizing in the way he was carrying himself. I could never see myself disrespecting him.

"Now, before running some medical checks and handing you your gears, I want you to meet the rest of the staff. This is doctor Leo Peterson; he will be our physiotherapist."

Doctor Peterson, a Caucasian man in his thirties, moved forward and nodded politely. He was wearing a suit with a thin black tie. He smiled lightly but did not say a word.

"Doctor Peterson will work your body so you can achieve top performance but he will also keep precise track of your evolution. His help and advice on nutrition, healthy habits, trainings methods, or on boosting testosterones will be precious for the team."

Peterson looked more like a business man than a fitness physiotherapist but he seemed well built under his white shirt. I wondered what the Coach meant by advice on "boosting testosterones". Would we be taking some proteins? Travis and I were already boosting ourselves with various shakers each morning.

The introduction of the staff continued.

"This is coach Alberto; he will work with the 165 lbs+ weight classes."

Alberto was an older Latino guy with a grey moustache. He was the only survivor from last season's staff but I barely ever worked out with him. He was mostly training the bigger guys.

"Thank you Coach Ranson, I am very glad that a man of your talent has joined our ranks. Guys, this year is not only about erasing last year poor results but it is about putting your name in the history books! We are all counting on you."

Alberto did seem more enthusiastic than he was last season. This was a good sign.

"Thanks Alberto. And this is Coach Daniel."

A younger guy, not even 25 I bet, moved forward. He was smiling largely.

"Daniel will be my coach assistant and work with the 125 to 165 lbs classes."

Explained Coach Ranson.

Daniel was very well built and was sporting a blue short similar to the head coach but he combined it with a more fitting white tank top. His biceps, pecs and thighs were all quite impressive. He would have fit in perfectly in a bodybuilding competition.

"Thank you, Coach Ranson. I am eager to work with you all and making sure you that each of you reach their maximum potential."

"And finally, this is Robert de Portier, he will take care of the administrative and financial side of things, and also of the communication. Robert will be a fantastic asset as he has already come up with tons of ideas to publicize the team and make some money out of our good work."

The last man, the least athletic of them, moved forward and cleared his throat. He was wearing a fancy navy-blue suit and as soon as he started talking, I knew that he was gay. Not that I care, it was just very noticeable.

"My dear young athletes. It is an immense pleasure to meet you all. I can see already that we have been blessed with some beautiful raw material to work with. Of course, now the material looks more like fresh meat than refined diamond, although I am certain we'll manage to get something good out of you!"

He laughed at his own joke; some guys faked a smile. I was not too sure how I felt being referred to as fresh meat but Mister de Portier kept on going.

"I must say, I am totally baffled by the way communication was handled last year. The fact that young fit guys such as yourselves cannot generate any money is a non-sense! There is so much to do and so much to repair, but we will get there. And the wolf! Awhoooo!" He started howling. "Wild! Savage! What a mascot! What an emblem! What opportunities it offers..."

Robert de Portier seemed to get lost in his train of thoughts. He was cut off by Coach Ranson.

"Thank you, Robert, that's the spirit! Awhooooo!" The head Coach howled as well.

This could have been comical but everyone was too impressed by the new Coach to laugh or to say anything.

"Robert has already managed a small miracle for us. As you may know, the majority of our sponsors left us last year and the old singlets became unusable as they were marked with their brands. However, our dear Robert has found a way to get brand new singlets for the whole team! Coach Daniel, can you bring the scale and the singlets please? Boys, we will measure your weight, assign you to a class and hand you your singlets now."

Daniel hurried in the locker room, he came back with a scale in one arm and a basket in the other. His biceps were flexing and his veins started to show. That guy was definitely strong. He put the scale right in front of the head Coach.

"Let's start with the weigh in then. One after the other, you will get on the scale and be assigned to a class. This will be your weight class for the entire season. We will use this opportunity for Doctor Peterson to inspect your body while Daniel hands you the appropriate singlet. Be careful with them, we have just enough gears for all of you folks. We'll start with the seniors."

Coach Ranson checked a list of names on a piece of paper handed by Alberto, he called: "Cooper, Harry."

A buff 22 years old man walked towards the coach. I had known him to be very confident but Harry did not seem so at ease now, presenting himself before the staff.

"Go on then." Encouraged the Coach.

Harry took off his sneakers and stepped on the scale. Coach Ranson busted out laughing.

"We also have to teach you how to do a weigh in? Take off your damn clothes, Cooper!"

Harry gave a quick look at his buddies while his ears were becoming red.

He lifted up his grey t-shirt over his blond hair. He had a very muscular body and was one of the fittest guys of the group. He was quite tall too. He then took off his jeans and his socks. Soon, he was only wearing white Calvin Klein boxers with a red strap band.

I was not too sure of the underwear I had chosen to put on that day; I did not expect to have to strip in front of the entire wresting team and staff. Poor Harry going first while everyone was still dressed and watching.

I could see the communication guy, Robert de Portier, staring at the senior, fixating more particularly on his bulge. Doctor Peterson was also taking a closer look and was taking some notes on a pad.

Harry stepped again on the scale but Coach Ranson pushed him away, his hand pressed against his bare chest.

"I want to know your weight. I don't want to know your weight and the weight of your underwear, Cooper."

"What do you mean, Coach?"

As you may have figured, Harry was not the sharpest tool in the shed.

Coach Ranson sighed. He talked to his staff: "I guess this is going to be even harder than I thought." And then to Cooper: "Take the damn underwear off, boy!"

"Here? In the middle of the gym?"

Nude weigh-ins were not common practice. We would only go through them if there were an issue with our weight, and in such cases, those would be conducted mostly in private and our genitals would be hidden with a towel.

Coach Ranson moved aside. At first, I thought that he had given up on his idea but I quickly realized I was dead wrong. Instead, the head Coach grabbed Harry's Calvin Klein from behind and pulled them off.

Harry Cooper had just been pantsed by one of our teachers! I could not believe it.

"Jesus! We are all adult men here, and this is a weigh-in!" Coach Ranson barked, while Harry was now butt naked in front of all of us.

The student athlete was taken aback for a split second. He mumbled something unintelligible from where I stood, but then, he just took his underwear off completely and went back on the scale.

At this point, he did not even attempt to cover his dick with his hand, he just shrugged his shoulders.

I guess that was one way to deal with the situation.

Robert de Portier was living for this and doctor Peterson got even closer to his new patient. This was a bit awkward for me, our teammate was stark naked in front of us, his big butt in plain sight, right in the middle of the gymnasium.

"212 lbs." Announced the doctor.

"Nice specimen." Satisfied, the Coach grabbed Harry's large shoulders, then he shouted: "Gardener, Eli. Come here while Cooper is getting examined by the doc."

Harry stepped aside and, in front of the little crowd we were forming, the doctor started to feel and palpate him. We all looked at each other, we have never done things like this before, but again, last year was such a mess, we did not know what was normal or not.

As Eli, a tall black man, was getting naked and stepping up on the scale -- Eli got rid of his red boxer briefs right away -, the doctor was literally feeling Harry Cooper's balls. Apparently, he was checking for lumps. I could not stop myself from looking. Harry had quite hairy balls for a blond guy. Damn, I would die of embarrassment in his place...

"Dude, they should do that in a doctor room, no?" whispered Travis, sharing my concerns.

"Yeah... I don't want to have my balls grabbed in the middle of the gym... Maybe someone will say something." I replied, getting really nervous.

This is a true story. Parts of it might sound stereotypical, but with me and this guy both being black, we were both packing. This is one of the hottest nights I had ever experienced. I'll never forget it.

I was visiting a certain city last year for my birthday. It was my birthday morning, 12 AM to be exact. I got a little lonely so I jumped on Tinder and BLK. At first, I was looking up women. But then I decided this is as good of time as any to explore my possible bisexual side.......so I switched to dudes on BLK.

I was swiping and swiping, matching and matching and eventually matched up with this one tall, thick, sexy brotha about 5 miles away. We started chatting, one thing lead to another and he said he was attracted to me because I am thick and said I was very cute. I was attracted to him because he was thick....and looked like he was packing heat. He was also facially attractive. So he agreed to come to my AirBnb. I waited about an hour, I was nervous as I don't have much sexual experience, and I'd never done anything like this (a one night stand). Judging from his profile, he may have been a Que Dawg.

He arrived, finally, at about 1:30 AM. When he arrived, he gave me a hug. I just got this good feeling from this. It was very welcoming. He sat down, we started talking, introduced ourselves. He started talking about his ex, who seemed to be really messy. I was like "hmmmm". He eventually showed me a picture of him in a tight, shiny gold singlet.....with his bulge showing. It looked.....big. My nerves were all the way on 50. We were talking, I was trying to muster up the courage to make a move.

We were talking some more when I finally got up, made my way to where he was sitting. He was looking down at his phone, but I lifted his chin, looked him deep in the eyes and started kissing him. I sucked his lips, tongue kissed him, rubbed our tongues tongues together. I thought to myself, "THIS IS FUCKING HOT!".

Eventually, I began rubbing his body. His thick, beautiful body. I lifted up his shirt, began sucking his nipples, before working my way back up to kiss him. As I did that, my hand worked it's way down to his crotch where I began rubbing. I felt a big, hard bulge! My dick instantly got harder than it already was!

I began talking to him "You got a big dick?". He nodded yes slowly with his eyes closed. He was enjoying this, from what I could tell. As I was unfastening his belt and pants, I felt my dick throbbing. It was super hard at this point.

What popped out was a big and !!!THICK!!! black dick. A good 9 inches, by maybe 6 inches around. As a black man myself, I have a good size and thickness (7 x 5) but he put me to shame! I was happy about this!!! I got nervous for a second.....but then inserted this masterpiece into my mouth and began sucking. I sucked up and down, licked down the top side of it, played with his balls, sucked his balls, tea bagged him while stroking his big dick, then started sucking him again. I started focusing on his dick head, I licked his head, and rubbed his head on my tongue and kept licking it, licking the tip and rubbing it up and down my tongue (the tip and the shaft). I wanted to feel him twitch. I asked him "Does this feel good?" and he nodded with his eyes closed, almost in a euphoric state it seemed like. I had him in the palm of my hands, LITERALLY.

He stood up and dropped his pants completely and I saw the scope of his entire dick. A nice, straight, long and thick black dick. I grabbed his ass as I was sucking him. I tried to deep throat him, but no go. His dick was just too damn big for that. I pulled down my pants and I started stroking my dick, but stopped as I felt myself about to cum from all this. As I was sucking him, he started playing with my nipples.

I got back up and started kissing him again, while playing with his nipples. He said "Do you wanna go lay down" and I said yeah. He grabbed my hand, lead me to the bedroom, and we laid down and started kissing some more. The blinds in this AirBnb weren't great, and I think people could see what was going on. I didn't care! If they could, I wanted to put on a show!

I started sucking his dick again, focusing on his thick head. This guy's dick was REALLY big and thick.

I kissed him again, passionately and uttered two words...."..............fuck me." I had some lube I brought with, and a condom that was obviously not his size. He was able to fit it, but it looked his dick was about to bust it. Seriously. He applied lube to my asshole, began rubbing and fingered me for a little bit. My dick was dripping by this point.

This is completely fucking hot as shit.

He tried to insert his dick, but being this would be my first anal experience, we had trouble. He just could not insert it more than a half inch without me being in pain. Seeing as I didn't want to be in pain on my birthday, I opted for sucking him off. He understood, actually.

He lied down, and I began sucking him off again. I started quickly jagging him off while sucking him. I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I was THAT horny. He started jacking himself off, and I started jacking off with him. He started sucking my dick, but he didn't give good head. He eventually stopped sucking me, and went back to jagging off. We were jagging off together. I started sucking him again for a bit, then lied back down beside him. He began to moan, and I got further turned on instantly. He came! "AWW FUCK!!!" he said as it flowed out like lava. It wasn't a big amount, but after he came, I sucked him some more and "cleaned him up", spit it on his dick and rubbed it, stroking it and watching the expression on his face.

As I was doing this, I felt myself on the edge so I lied back, and as he sucked my nipples, I SHOT across HIS chest!! I came a big amount, as usual. He said "As I expected, you're shooter." We started kissing again, before we cleaned ourselves up and talked some more.

He offered to take me to the airport the next day, but I already had a ride scheduled. He wanted me to call him, the next day. He hugged me, and kissed me passionately to end this night, as he left. Since then, I've busted one to just the memories of this ever since.

It's one of those hot days and I've been sunbathing outside and I see my sexy neighbour outside in his front yard shirtless and wearing jogging bottoms working out. I try not to let him notice I'm watching him but I wasn't quick enough to look away muttering damn under my breath so I go inside to grab a drink and lay on my sofa that's facing the window.

I forget that I've left my door open and from where I'm laying I can still see my neighbour working out and slip a hand inside my bikini bottoms thinking about that ass of my neighbours and if he's wearing anything under those jogging bottoms. I'm so deep in my thoughts I don't hear the door and miss the postman.

I then get brought out of my thoughts by my neighbour who is knocking on my sliding door and he calls thru the open sliding door apologising for disturbing me. I look up to see he has a big smile on his face as he has caught me. I say uh no u didn't disturb me at all cheeks flushing red as I know he caught me.

Passing me my parcel he asks if I enjoyed the view I had got whilst I'd be watching him work out. I smile and say yes and apologise for watching and he says not to worry. I blush as I accidentally brush my hand against him I thank him for dropping my parcel off and say farewell.

Taking my parcel upstairs I place it on the bed and head to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I then head downstairs to grab a towel and I notice my neighbour is working out still and stand there watching and see him look over towards my sliding door. I remove my bikini top as he watches revealing to him my perky D cup breasts and see him blush. I then remove my bikini bottoms, turn and bend over to pick up my towel and hear my neighbour say damn as he watches.

I resume what I was doing and go back up to take my shower and get ready as I have a date with someone I matched with on a dating app. I open my parcel as it has my dress and lingerie I'd ordered for this occasion. I finish drying off and put on the bra and panties admiring the colour against my tanned skin.

Then put on the suspender belt before then putting on the tight low cut black dress thinking it's just the right length before picking up my black stockings and picking out some black heels and heading downstairs to sit on the chair next to my door and put on my stockings and attach the straps of the suspender belt to my stockings and then put my shoes on.

I look up to see my neighbour head out to a cab he ordered as he goes out for the night. I grab a jacket I know will go with my dress and see my cab has arrived so I head out to my date. I head on into the restaurant and see my neighbour is waiting for his date and cheekily ask him who the lucky lady is. He says someone he'd matched with on a dating app.

We both realise we were meeting each other and head to the table he had booked and he jokes we could have took the same taxi there.

As I take off my jacket, he slowly looks me up and down taking in every inch of my dress before remembering his manners and pulls out my chair before sitting opposite me. We both blush remembering what had happened earlier in the day before we order drinks. He then asks me what had me so distracted that I hadn't heard the postman or him when they knocked the door.

I told him the truth and that I was thinking about what he had on under his jogging bottoms. He replied maybe I'd find out later winking and making me blush. I then ask him if he enjoyed the show he got before I went to shower to which he said yes he had enjoyed both shows.

We both then look at the menu trying to decide what to have, all the time my mind is wandering to what I'd love to have and I feel myself flushing red hoping he hasn't noticed, the waitress comes to the table to take our order snapping me back to the moment and I realise I have not even looked at the options available so I quickly look and say the chicken ceaser salad.

We finish up dinner and have one more drink before he jokes and says shall we order separate cabs or shall we just order the one. Let's just order one cab as I excuse myself to the ladies. Upon returning he says the cab will be here in a few minutes and I walk out the door to wait outside for the cab.

I whisper in his ear that he will find a nice surprise on our journey home and he is intrigued. Once the cab arrives I get in making sure that he doesn't get a sneak peek at the surprise I have for him. I notice the cab driver is the same one who had dropped me off and that he's looking in his rear view mirror so as I'm sliding across in the seat I let him see just what my neighbour will be getting. And he gives a knowing smile before pulling off.

My neighbour puts his hand on my leg slowly sliding it up my thigh before stopping to which I move in my seat and part my thighs. He takes the hint and I notice the cab driver has just gotten another peek. Knowing we have to drive down a quiet country road to get home I whisper in my dates ear that the cab driver has seen what's happening in the backseat and ask him if we should suggest he pulls over and join us and he says it would be a waste of the drivers obvious boner.

He starts to slide his hand further up my thigh and finds that I must have removed my panties before leaving the restaurant and grins especially when I pass him them and he discreetly drops them in the seat next to the driver who has a smile, asks if we need to get home quicker since we are now on the quiet road, my date says only if there's no way he could pull over. The driver says he can always do so and finds somewhere to stop.

I undo my seat belt and despite how little room there is manage to manoeuvre myself so that I'm able to kneel on the seat and undo my dates pants to find he has a rock hard cock. I soon take the first few inches in my mouth knowing the driver will be watching in the mirror. I'm so into sucking his dick that I don't even know the driver hqs gotten out of his seat and open the back door until I feel a mouth lapping at my pussy.

That's when I take a few more inches of my dates cock down my throat and hear him moaning that it feels so good and to keep going. This is when the driver asks if he can slide his cock inside me to fuck me before we carry on our journey. My date tells him only if it's OK with me. I wiggle my ass towards him to let him know he can.




The driver then slips his hard cock inside me making me moan as every inch of his big cock inside me pounding me as I suck my dates cock. He groans loudly as he empties his load in me which makes my date shoot his load down my throat. The driver pulls out and sees his load start to drip out. He tells me it's fine to keep my skirt up round my hips and sit on the seat.

I reply how about I stay in this position and carry on sucking my dates cock and he can watch from the mirror as he drives the last few minutes of the drive back. He agrees and once we get to our destination I tell him he's welcome to give me an end of journey eating out, to which he agrees before giving me back my panties and letting us know there's no charge for the journey. We thank him and he tells my date he's a lucky guy before he drives off.

I ask my date if he wants to come in to which he replies of course as it would be rude not to. Once we get inside I take my jacket and shoes off noticing his cock was hard again. He comes up behind me to unzip my dress whispering in my ear asking if I got my answer to my earlier question I nod.

He then let's my dress fall to the floor and whispers in my ear asking if I enjoyed the cab ride home and being fucked by the driver I say yes. He says he knew I was a filthy one whispering that he was watching me masterbating to my thoughts about him and I reach back feeling his hard cock. He bends me over the sofa running his fingers over my pussy and ass asking if I want his cock I moan yes and he pushes in a few inches moaning I feel so good.

He then takes his cock out of me before he sees I have left some restraints on my table and goes to retrieve them. He tells me to lay down and he ties my hands and feet together leaving me exposed asking if I have a butt plug to hand I tell him it's on the table.

He gets it and gets on his knees pleasing me lubing up my ass and the butt plug easing it in all the way before standing up and easing his dick in me fucking me making me moan and scream with every thrust, rubbing my clit bringing me closer and closer before pulling out and releasing the restraints ordering me to get on all fours, pulling the butt plug out and replacing it with his dick fucking my ass til he cums hard.


He takes his dick out and then asks me if I enjoyed the cab ride home I say I did but I preferred him fucking me as I'd be thinking about him fucking me. He thanks me for the pleasurable evening and tells me if I ever want to him to fuck me again just ask and then leaves.

The story that follows is the conclusion (?) to an ongoing series that began with this story. The previous story in the series is here. This set of stories is based to a lage extent in first-hand accounts shared with me by the "Pete" character, though it's also fictional. It's about two young grad school students (early 20s) losing their virginity to each other.

Pete: After Leah ran her hands all over my ass and played with my crack and asshole, she reached underneath and cupped my balls again, jacking my cock with her other hand. As she said before, she was kneeling on the bed while I stood beside it, and while I was bending over and giving her full access to my ass, she ended that part of our exploration of each other by lying across my back so that I could feel her tits, still in the half-bra, against my back and her hot pussy, already so wet that I could feel the moisture through her sheer panties, against my ass and balls.

She then took my shoulders and motioned me to turn and face her. As I did so, she gave me a long, tender kiss, running her hands up and down my chest and playing with my nipples. We kissed for what seemed forever, not the driven kisses of our previous two times together, but hungry, exploring ones, our tongues dancing together inside each other’s mouth.

Leah then kissed her way down to my nipples, which she tongued and sucked before she knelt back down on the bed and studied me, saying, “Your body is so hot, Pete. You can’t imagine how much you turn me on. Just looking at your sculpted muscles, tight ass, gorgeous cock standing tall in front of you gets my pussy dripping. This is all I’ve thought about for over a week, and it’s a dream that it’s happening now.”

She then took her forefinger and thumb and lightly rubbed the precum running from the tip of my cock all over my cockhead, which was red and swollen and longing for action and glistening as she worked it with precum. She stopped again to sit back on her haunches and just look at me, admiring every inch of my body. It was clear to both of us that we wanted to avoid too much genital stimulation as we explored each other in the light streaming into Leah’s basement and built anticipation for the moment her hungry hot pussy would receive my straining hard cock.

“It’s your turn, Leah,” I said. “Let’s get you out of the bra and panties.”

Leah: To say I worshipped Pete’s body that afternoon, when we finally had a chance to explore each other in daylight with nothing rushing us, would be an understatement. He was amazing, amazingly hot. He was muscular and well-toned, lithe without being beefy. Everything about him, from the well-defined pecs covered in reddish-blond hair to the long legs corded with muscle (I ran my hands up and down them when he stood in front of me with his legs apart so I could play with his cock and balls) and his hot, tight ass lit a fire in me. I could barely contain my excitement as I thought of his thick cock with its engorged head leaking precum probing inside me for the first time.

After I had spent a long time studying Pete’s body as he stood naked next to the bed while I was still clothed in my bra, panties, and garter belt and stockings, Pete said it was my turn for some attention, and he slowly began undressing me without fanfare, stopping to kiss me constantly as he took each item off. As he removed my bra, he lightly tweaked my nipples. Then when he moved to my panties and took them off, he teasingly ran his long fingers up and down my wet slit without doing anything further, without exploring inside with his fingers. He took his time exploring me all over, as I had done with him, and I can’t tell you how hot that made me feel, how eagerly my pussy was longing to have his mouth and tongue on it, his fingers inside, and, finally, that beautiful hard cock.

Instead of focusing on the oral exploration we had enjoyed in our previous session, we took endless minutes, or so it felt like, just running our hands and fingertips all over each other’s body, and then we lay down together on the bed face to face, our bodies joined, my tits rubbing against Pete’s chest, his hard cock captured between us, my wet slit against his balls. Though everything we’d done together up to now — me jerking Pete off, sucking him off, having him shoot in my mouth, Pete eating me out and fingering me — had us at a fever pitch to move to the next stage, it was clear we wanted to approach that stage slowly and without compulsion, as we spent time relishing everything about each other’s bodies.

As we lay kissing, our naked bodies joined and Pete running his fingers through my hair, he surprised me by saying, for the first time, “You know what, Leah? I love you. I cannot imagine doing this with anyone else.”

“You had told me you had fallen for me, Pete,” I said in response. “Hearing that thrilled me. I’ve been hoping we could say that we love each other. I love you, too, and wouldn’t want anyone else to be my first time.”

Pete: The moment when we moved to intercourse, when we took that earth-moving step to penetration, my first time to put my cock inside a pussy and Leah’s first to be fucked by a cock, seemed to come naturally. Our long, slow exploration of each other’s bodies; the time we spent lying face to face, our naked bodies against each other; the deep, hot kisses: All of this seemed to move naturally to the moment when I inserted my cock into Leah’s eager, receptive pussy.

Leah: The moment arrived when it was clear we were going to move to the big event. I told Pete I wanted to watch his face and to see his cock enter me. I asked if he could put a pillow under my ass and then kneel between my legs, giving us both a full view as he penetrated me. He did that, and then….

Pete: With Leah lying on her back and a pillow lifting her ass, I knelt between her legs and brought my cock to her pussy, slowly rubbing up and down the slit to work her hot pussy juice onto it, teasing her clit with my cockhead. As I looked into her eyes….

Leah: Pete put the head of his cock against my inner lips and my pussy, ready to enter me, waiting for a signal as he watched my reaction….

Pete: Leah nodded and sighed, and I slowly and gently entered her with just the head of my cock, just the tip resting inside her inner lips. The sensation of being inside a pussy for the first time in my life was amazing, and I had to work hard not to shoot right away.

Leah: Pete put just the huge tip of his cock, wet with my pussy juice, inside my pussy opening, and stopped. The sensation of feeling it stretch the lips open and enter me was phenomenal. I’m glad we were alone in the house, since I groaned with such pleasure that anyone even rooms away could have heard me.

Pete: We stayed like that, with me just inside Leah, both of us watching in amazement as my cockhead went inside her, as we saw our genitals joined for the first time ever. Then Leah pulled me down on top of her so that I could kiss her while my cock was just inside her pussy and….

Leah: Seeing Pete’s big cockhead enter my tight pussy was the hottest thing I had ever seen. The sight alone almost made me cum. Some unspoken signal made us both know not to go farther right away. Pete later told me he was sure he’d have cum immediately if we had done so. With the head of his cock just inside my pussy, I pulled him down to kiss me, and then….

Pete: Then I slowly moved and fucked my cock about halfway into Leah’s tight pussy, and stopped again. The feeling of pleasure was indescribable, especially with the way her hot pussy walls gripped and caressed the head of my dick, which was about to burst with pleasure.

Leah: Pete slowly entered me more. I was glad he was taking things slow, since he was large, and I had never had anything other than his or my fingers inside me. I was very tight, and could feel myself stretching, a sensation of utter pleasure but also an almost frightening one, this first time I had ever had a hard cock inside my pussy.

Pete: As I kept my cock halfway inside Leah’s pussy, not moving, we kissed again. She moaned and moved under me. I had to ask her not to move or I’d shoot inside her right then.

Leah: It was hard for me to keep still with Pete’s big cock halfway inside my pussy, which was pulsing with pleasure just from being penetrated, so that I was near cumming. But Pete told me that if I moved much at all, he would cum right away, and since we both wanted things to last longer, I restrained myself and kissed him while he held his cock halfway inside me.

Pete: I got back onto my knees between Leah’s legs, and as we both watched, I slowly withdrew until my cockhead was just inside her lips, and then fucked my whole length inside her. She went wild with pleasure, writhing and moaning, as my balls hit her upraised ass and the head of my cock reached her cervix.

Leah: Pete finally fucked my pussy all the way. With me watching, he fucked his shaft the full length inside me, his nutsack resting against my ass, and I had my first orgasm, a small but powerful one, as he did this.

Pete: Somehow, I kept myself from exploding — the work I had done on cock control during the previous week was evidently paying off — and I began fucking Leah in earnest now, not hard and fast, but slowly and gently, learning the contours of her hot, wet tunnel, watching her face to see what pleased her. I discovered that when I worked the head of my cock against the top of her vaginal canal, where I could feel a sort of ridged texture, that excited her wildly and made her groan and grow even wetter.

Leah: Pete discovered the pleasure spot where the internal part of woman’s clitoris contacts the top of her vagina, and quickly learned that working that spot with the head of his cock as he fucked me gave me intense pleasure. I seemed to be having continuous mini-orgasms now as he began fucking me, never leaving one before I moved into another.

Pete: I knew I wasn’t going to last now, because I could see that Leah was cumming over and over as I fucked her, and that alone made me hotter than ever, the discovery that she could cum on my cock without me even playing with her clit. She was also creaming all over my cock and the hot, slippery velvet of her tight love tunnel had me very close to shooting, as did the way it rippled as she came.

Leah: I could feel Pete swelling inside me. I could feel the head of his hard cock starting to pulse and grow even larger as he thrust in and out of me, with a final thrust that I knew would take him over the top, since I could feel not just the head but the entire shaft now pulsing while he held himself rigid, deep inside me, and groaned as he shot his hot cum into me.

Pete: I did it. I came inside Leah’s pussy. I came inside a woman’s pussy for the first time. The load I shot, hot spurt after hot spurt, felt like the biggest ever. The pleasure was so intense I felt I could almost pass out.

Leah: After Pete came, he collapsed on top of me and I held him tight for a minute, as he moaned with his face on the pillow, his head next to mine. Then I took his head and turned his face to me and we kissed, with his hard, but now softening, cock still buried inside me. I told him again that I loved him, and he told me the same, once again saying that he couldn’t imagine going through this momentous experience with anyone else.

Pete: So that’s how Leah and I both lost our virginity.

Needless to say, that was the first of almost continuous sessions of fucking for that afternoon and night that I spent with Leah, fucking that went on into the next day until I drove back to my apartment, since Leah’s parents and brother were expected back that evening. By the time I left Leah’s house, my cock was pretty much fucked out, red and raw from working inside Leah’s tight pussy. Leah told me that her pussy was well-satisfied, well-fucked, but also tender from the almost non-stop fucking of our marathon of first-time intercourse. And then….

This story is a continuation of a series that begins here. The previous story in the series is here. This is a series of stories about two young people, male and female, in their early 20s, who lose their virginity to each other.

Leah: The moment had finally arrived, the one Pete and I had been moving toward for weeks, and I have to admit, I was not only excited: I was also nervous. I had dreamed about nothing else for days, and after I had now walked him downstairs, taking him by hand, to show him the large bed in my family’s basement where we were going to take our sexual involvement to the next level, I was shaking with both excitement and nerves.

Maybe this is why I had decided to welcome him this afternoon with a cool-down tease, buying that special set of sexy lingerie but covering myself with a big robe and sitting him down at the kitchen table to engage in small talk over coffee, giving him hot glimpses under my robe. Maybe I had planned all of that to offset my nervousness about what was now going to happen.

You’d think that, after our hot and horny sex talk for days now, the first thing we would do when we reached that bed was tear our clothes off and proceed to fuck like rabbits. But that’s not what happened. That’s not what I wanted to happen. And maybe Pete didn’t, either.

What happened was this: as I walked Pete to the bed, I casually shrugged my robe off, showing him in full what was underneath it, the little pink half-bra displaying the top of my nipples, the matching sheer pink panties that didn’t hide my pussy so much as frame it, the garter belt and stockings. Then I told Pete, “I want us to take things slow. When we’ve been together up to now, we haven’t really had a leisurely place where we can really get to know each other intimately.

If you’ll do me a favor, I want you to undress slowly and let me spend time looking at you. I haven’t really had a chance to do that up to now. I want to study your gorgeous body. Will you do that for me?"

“Your wish is my command,” Pete replied, grinning, but with obvious nervousness at the same time. Then he proceeded to unbutton his shirt slowly, spreading it open as he did so that I could see his well-developed pecs and the hair sprouting across them. He was just unimaginably hot to look at. Then he teased me, asking, “Is that enough? Seen enough?” and pretended to start buttoning the shirt back up.

“I want to see it all,” I replied. At that, Pete then slowly pulled his shirt off, showing me his naked torso from the waist up and pretending to do muscle-man modeling with his fists on his hips and his crotch swiveled forward.

“Now the rest, please,” I said, and he slowly, tantalizingly, began pulling his belt off, loop by loop, before he tossed it aside.

“Is this the rest you were talking about?” he asked, smiling, teasing.

“You know it’s not, Pete,” I replied. “Now the pants.”

He then pulled the zipper down with agonizing slowness, and as if suddenly realizing something, he stopped and said, “Oh, you wanted my shoes and socks off, too, didn’t you?” He knew he was driving me crazy with desire, keeping that beautiful cock hidden and playing this teasing game with the zipper open and the sudden diversion to his shoes and socks.

“Yep, shoes and socks, too,” I said. “It won’t work for us to climb into this bed together if you’ve got your shoes and socks on.”

Again with unimaginable slowness, Pete untied each shoelace and pried his shoes off as if they were almost impossible to remove from his feet, ending by pulling each sock off and doing a little twirl, displaying his naked upper torso, naked feet, zipper down, but pants still in place. “Did you want more?” he asked.

“You know I do and you know you’re teasing the hell out of me. Girls who get teased have ways to retaliate on the guys who tease them, I hope you know,” I said in response, smiling as I did so.

“Oh, so this is what you want,” Pete said, moving his hand to his open zipper and putting it inside his pants over his boxers. Over his bulging hard-on….

“You know it,” I replied. “Get on with it. I want to see the whole package.”

Then the pants finally came off, leaving Pete standing fully naked in front of me as I knelt on the bed, except for his boxer shorts. “Those, too,” I told him. “You know that’s what I’m waiting for.”

When I said that, he turned his back on me and bent over and stuck his ass in the air, reaching back and pulling the boxers down just enough to show the top of his hot ass and his crack. “This enough?” he asked.

“Damn you, you know it’s not,” I almost shouted back. “I need those boxers off now!”

And then he turned around and slowly slipped them off and stepped out of them, standing in front of me totally naked, like some erotically supercharged statue of a Greek god with his large phallus standing proudly in front of him. I feasted my eyes on the sight, sunlight streaming from the high basement windows on my own sex god revealing all his charms in full light for me to see and relish.

Pete: When Leah finally took me by hand and led me downstairs to that basement room with a bed, I knew it was about to happen, for real: We were about to go all the way. She told me she wanted to take things slowly, that we had all the time we wanted to get acquainted with each other’s bodies in a way that hadn’t been possible before, and she wanted me to strip slowly for her, teasing her, while she sat and watched and we put her body off limits to me for a while.

She was in a hot pink lingerie set, and I could hardly wait to get that off of her, though it showed everything, really, most of her nipples, her gorgeous little shaved pussy. But whatever she wanted was what I wanted, so I gave her the show she wanted, removing each piece of clothing so slowly that I could see I was driving her wild, and enjoying the effect I was having on her.

When I was finally standing naked in front of her as she knelt on the bed in her sexy lingerie, studying me, she said, “You have the most gorgeous cock.” It goes without saying that I was hard as fuck with anticipation of what was going to happen. Then she slowly cupped my balls with the palm of one hand, caressing them, while, with the index finger of her other hand, she traced my shaft slowly up to the tip and lightly fingered the sensitive underside of my cockhead.

She asked me to spread my legs and put my hands on my hips so she could take everything in, so she could, as she said, get even better acquainted with my gorgeous cock. Then she slowly and tantalizingly jacked my cock, so lightly that she couldn’t bring me off immediately, but with just enough pressure to make me even harder. “You’re swelling even more and your big cockhead is getting so full and red it looks like it’s about to burst,” she said. “Is that how it’s going to look when it’s inside me fucking my little pussy?”

Her hot hand action and those horny words did, in fact, have me ready to burst, despite all the work I’d done in the last week to attain better cock control, and I think she knew this, since she stopped jacking me at that point and asked me to turn around. She said, “I really haven’t had a chance to look a lot at your ass. You do know it’s super-hot, too, don’t you?”

I told her that, no, I’d never thought about that and no one had told me this, for sure, but I was glad she found my ass hot. Then I turned around and let her do whatever she wanted with it. She ran her hands, both of them, all over my ass cheeks lightly, saying “Tight buns. This is a beautiful bum.”

Leah: Once Pete finished his long tease of a strip show and was standing completely naked in front of me, as I knelt on the bed and he stood beside it displaying himself to me, I slowly ran my fingers all over his hard cock. It was already standing proud and tall when he finally dropped his boxers, and seemed to grow only more engorged as I inspected and played with it.

I’ve been with other guys now, and I know that cocks come in different shapes and sizes. Some stick straight out when they’re hard. Others curve. Some are bigger, some smaller. I’ve been with guys who have long dicks and others with more moderately sized ones, and have had both thick ones and thin ones inside me. Some nutsacks hang low with big balls inside them, and others are tighter against the body.

Pete’s cock was the perfect cock. I say that knowing that it was my first one and my may have been skewed by the newness of seeing a cock standing tall and proud in front of me, turned on by me and ready to fuck me. Even so, it really was a model male organ. Not only was it long and thick at the same time, but it stood up perfectly straight, parallel to his abdomen. And the head was a marvel to behold — as large and dark red as a big plum, growing more that way the more excited Pete became. When I finally felt it entering me and then probing the depths of my hot wet pussy, I could barely contain my excitement. It was definitely made to please a pussy.

I spent a good bit of time enjoying Big Pete that afternoon, as Pete stood with his legs apart, letting me play with his big hanging nuts, toy with the shaft and head of his cock. Then I asked Pete if I could have a good look at his ass, too, and had him turn around so I could run my hands over it, trail my fingers down through his crack and toy with his asshole as I thought about what that hot ass was going to look like as I watched Pete drill me when he fucked me.

Question for you 27-29+ blokes out there…

Does anyone remember the Scally Lad blog spot from back in the day? It was a guy, sure his name was ‘Joe’ from Brighton and it was an awesome blog spot with all his stories. He had a bird but used to blog all his naughty stuff with guys and her occasionally etc. Think he even used to drive a Vauxhall Nova to top it off!

Used to be an awesome blog back in the day and was one of the first out there. Does it exist anymore? Like can you find the stories anywhere still?

I’m 32 so hopefully some Brit guys around my age might remember it..?!

Pete: The day before my next date with Leah, when we had decided we’d finally go all the way, I got my diary out and wrote in it. I’d been keeping it on and off since high school when old Mr. Clarkson, my senior English teacher, told us if we wrote a little daily, we’d sharpen our writing skills, and the unexamined life is not worth living, and stuff like that. But truth be told, for a guy growing up on a farm in the middle of nowhere, there wasn’t a lot to write about: Got up, milked and fed cows, mucked out the stalls, went to school, ate, came home, milked again, ate dinner, went to bed, jacked off, slept, got up, did it again.

Going off to university didn’t alter things a lot, either: Got up, went to class, worked out at the gym, came home, made some ramen noodles, studied, went to bed, beat my meat, slept, got up and did it again. I found so little worth writing about that I almost never took my diary out any more.

But now I had something to write about. And here’s what I wrote the day before that momentous date with Leah:

“Old bud, it’s been a while, I know. Don’t mean to neglect you, but I never seem to have much the fuck to say to you. Now I do. Get ready for it: I’m about to become a man. I’m about to lose my virginity. I’m about to get my cock into a hot pussy for the first time, and I can hardly wait.

I’ve met a girl, Leah, who’s way out of my league — super-model gorgeous, lots of class and poise but, even though she’s a virgin like me, she’s hot as can be underneath that virginal exterior. I’ve fallen hard for her. On just a few dates, we’ve done things I never dreamed a woman that beautiful would want to do with me: She’s given me lessons in pussy pleasing, especially how to please her sweet, hot little pussy, which she’s now waxed just for me, and I’ve finger-fucked it and eaten it out. I’ve learned — don’t mean to brag, old bud, but it’s true — that I have a talent for licking and sucking pussy and giving Leah amazing orgasms.

And she’s jerked me off and sucked me off and let me cum in her mouth in a hot 69. We’re ready to take things to a new level and have been talking about that all week long, and I’m counting the minutes until tomorrow afternoon, when she’s invited me to come to her house and spend the night. As soon as we made that date, I stopped beating off so I can save it all for Leah. I want Big Peter performing in tip-top shape to give her all the pleasure she deserves and needs. All afternoon long, all night long, the next day….

You know I jerk off, right? I told you about that when it started, about how Carleen Amundsen wanted to take my cock out and see it one night when we were necking in my truck, then she showed me how to work it and make it shoot, and I’ve never stopped doing that after she taught me how much pleasure it can give me. Fuck what my parents’ church says about purity and sex only in marriage. Preaching never stops cocks from getting hard and pussies from getting wet. That’s only natural, and they naturally want to be together and need to be together, and that’s what Leah and I have decided.

You’ll remember, too, I told you that things never went any farther with Carleen. She was more of a gal pal than real girlfriend. I’m grateful to her, though, for teaching me to use my cock for more than pissing. She also told me it was, to quote her exact words, “fucking magnificent,” bigger than average, and she’s the one who gave it that pet name Big Peter. Haven’t told Leah that’s where the name came from yet, but I plan to do so down the road.

I don’t know about huge. Growing up on the farm, I saw my dad and three brothers nude sometimes and thought nothing about it or about whether all of us were average or large. When we were working in the fields and needed to piss, we took our dicks out and pissed right on the ground, and of course, we all saw each other then. We also showered outside on hot days after we’d been out in the fields, with shower heads attached to the back of the barn. Far as I could tell, all of the guys in my family look pretty much the same when it comes to cock size. All I can say about size after what Carleen told me about my cock is that my mom’s lucky, if guys in my family are well-endowed. Maybe that’s why my mom and dad have managed to have 7 kids despite how our church harps about how anything sexual is sinful: She found what she needed in my well-hung dad, it seems.

Have never paid any attention to other guys when I see them in the locker room or gym showers, but I do know from the glimpses I’ve gotten that dicks come in all sizes and shapes, and I guess Carleen was right: Mine’s a little bit larger than average, long and also thick. Leah sure does love it and tells me that same thing, that it’s long and thick and she can’t wait to have it fucking her pussy.

I’ve grown up fast in the past few weeks, old bud. Next time I give you an update, I’ll be a bona fide man who has had his cock inside a bona fide pussy and has fucked that pussy.”

Leah: The week and more before Pete and I could be together again after our last date, when we got naked for the first time and explored each other’s bodies in the back of his truck: It was an eternity. As the day for our date neared, when Pete would come to my house and spend the night with me, I made some plans. I knew he was as over-the-top horny as I was, but thought it would be fun to tease him a bit, to work him up to an even greater state of excited anticipation. I didn’t want our first time to be him stepping through the door, then the two of us clawing each other’s clothes off and fucking just inside the front door. I wanted things to be relaxing, romantic, with lots of exploring each other and getting to know each other’s bodies intimately.

So here’s what I did: I went out and bought a sexy outfit that I planned to be wearing under a robe when he arrived on Tuesday afternoon. He’d probably expect me to be naked, as I was under my dress for our previous date. I wanted to “disappoint” him and tease him by having underwear on, but really sexy underwear.

The ensemble I bought was pink, close to the color of the dress I’d worn on my last date that Pete told me turned him on and complemented my skin tones so well. It consisted of a sexy little half bra that lifted my breasts up while covering almost nothing. When I put it on, you could see the tops of my nipples peeking out, in fact. It was lacy, pink, sheer, with small bows that could be untied to reveal even more. With that, there was a pair of matching pink lace panties so small that they covered almost nothing, just like the bra, and were so sheer, that my pussy was entirely visible underneath. The panties were framing for a pussy, not a covering. The outfit also had pink sheer stockings attached to a garter belt.

This is what I planned to be wearing under my robe when Pete arrived on Tuesday afternoon. And I planned to keep the robe on for a good period of time, giving him only a few “accidental” peeks at what was underneath, while we engaged in small talk to drive him wilder with anticipation as he thought about what was coming. About who was going to be coming….

Pete: I spent a lot of that long week and more before our next date working out at the gym. For one thing, that kept me from focusing on my needy hard cock, especially during the days after I knew we had a firm date and stopped beating off. I also spent time working out because, when Leah and I had engaged in explicit hot, sexy talk during that week or so of waiting, she had told me that part of what excited her about being with me was how toned I was. She said she liked my well-defined pecs, my muscular arms and legs, my tight ass, that seeing me naked really turned her on just because my body was so hot.

To be honest, I’ve never thought of myself as a stud — not at all. Growing up on a farm and doing farm chores all the time automatically toned me. I just took that for granted as part of my life on the farm. Playing football and training for that: That helped, too. After I came to university, I walked and biked all the time, since that was the easiest way to get from my apartment to campus, and I took advantage of the university gym to work out every day. Kept me from getting out of shape and losing my mind reading abstruse philosophers.

I thought of all of this when the day arrived for our big date and I got ready for it, taking a good, thorough bath, scrubbing my cock, balls, and anal area as I had for our last date, and then hopped into my truck to drive to Leah’s place. I knew Leah liked to see me in tight corduroys that clung to my legs and crotch, so I put on one of my pairs of cords, with a shirt designed to show off my pecs and upper arms a bit, and an open neck collar that allowed some chest hair to show. I deliberately dressed to give Leah some eye candy.

As I got into my truck and drove across the city, I realized that under my excitement about what was about to happen, there was a river of nervousness running through me. If you didn’t grow up in a conservative religious family like mine, in an out of the way place where the only people you ever met were just like you, then it may be hard for you to understand the mix of excitement and nerves I felt driving across the city to be with Leah and to lose my virginity.

Literally everything was forbidden in the church-based culture in which I grew up: fucking, fucking outside marriage, jacking off, any sexual fulfillment that ended in orgasm in which a married penis and married vagina were not together. Drinking, dancing, smoking: You name it. All off-limits.

Just thinking about those taboos and how deeply ingrained they were in me made me reach for the package of cigarettes I kept in my truck’s cubby compartment as I drove to see Leah. I didn’t really smoke, but I kept a pack of smokes there to try out when I was in my truck and to take to parties when talking to women made me anxious and a cigarette gave me something to do with my hands.

I knew full well that in dabbling in smoking, I was trying on a classic bad-boy masculine look. The big effect of my church-centered farm upbringing was to retard my sex life so much that, here I was, a guy in his early 20s who was still a virgin. And, yeah, at some level, I think I had worried that I hadn’t really achieved masculinity in the way a lot of other guys my age had. A lot of guys I knew who were my age had already been sexually active for some years before they reached my age. Being guys, we didn’t talk much about this, but I knew enough from what they said to figure that out — and to realize how retarded I was in comparison with them.

Was I just using Leah as a notch on my man-belt, to prove what a stud I was, a real man? I had to admit that motive was there underneath what was going on with me, and knowing this made me nervous. It troubled me. I didn’t like using someone else in that way. This is the kind of shit studying philosophy made a guy think about, asking critical questions about his motives.

But I also knew I genuinely liked her, was genuinely attracted to her, and was falling for her. I cared about her. I wanted to get to know her better as a person. Knowing that above everything else, I wanted to be with Leah because I really valued her made me even more nervous as I drove to be with her on this big occasion when we gave our virginity to each other.

I thought about all of this, a mixed grab-bag of thoughts, as I smoked that cigarette and drove to Leah’s house. I also thought about how, if I knew as well as I thought I was getting to know her, I knew that she wouldn’t be cool with the fact that I was experimenting with smoking. If I let her know about that experimentation, she’d probably find a way to nip it in the bud before it became a habit. Thinking about that actually helped ease my nervousness, as I got a kick out of imagining showing up to pick her up for a date one evening down the road, a cigarette hanging out of the corner of my mouth when I pulled up in front of her house in my beat-up old farm truck. I grinned to myself just imagining her reaction.

By that point, with a big jumble of fantasies and fears rolling around in my head as I drove to Leah’s house, I had reached her place and was ready to ring the doorbell, hardly able to contain my excitement — and my nerves. I had deliberately brought her no gift. The point of this date was to give ourselves completely to each other, and I couldn’t wait for that to happen.

Leah: When Pete rang the doorbell, I was trembling with excitement so much that my knees were shaking. I opened the door and couldn’t believe how delicious and hot he looked. I’d thought about nothing else than being with him for over a week now and here he was standing on my doorstep in one of his pairs of tight cords that showed off his bulge so enticingly, with a shirt opened a bit on top to show some chest hair, and shaped to flatter his muscular chest and arms. It was clear he had dressed to please me after I’d told him in our sexy conversations during the last week how much his body turned me on. He swept the hair from his eyes, peering at me nervously, and stepped inside, giving me a long, hungry kiss in the doorway.

Then when I shut the door, he took in the fact that I was in my long chenille robe, which covered me from my chin to the middle of my calves, and I saw him do a double take. The robe was tightly cinched, revealing nothing about what I had on underneath, and I could see his disappointment, which he immediately tried to hide by sweeping his hair off his forehead again.

“Come to the kitchen and let’s have a cup of coffee and catch up,” I said, knowing I was tormenting him. Pete followed me like a scolded puppy, pulling out a chair at the table when I invited him to sit down, watching me with obvious nervousness and confusion as I stood at the counter getting the coffee ready.

That’s when I decided to relent and give him his first peek at what was underneath. As I turned around with his cup of coffee in my hand, I “accidentally” let the robe fall open enough just enough that he could get a glimpse of the half-bra over which my nipples were showing a bit, and the tiny sheer pink panties that did nothing at all to hide my pussy: They only framed it. I walked to the table to hand him his coffee, giving him a show, and then, as if realizing my robe had fallen open, I said, “Oops,” and tied it back tight.

Poor guy. I could see that I’d provoked an instant reaction and had his cock straining to get out of those tight cords. I could also see the increased shock and confusion on his face. He had to be wondering if he had gotten his wires crossed and if this date wasn’t going to turn out the way he had thought it would, with us finally going all the way and losing our virginity to each other.

As we sat at the table sipping coffee and engaging in small talk, I continued to let my robe fall open “accidentally,” this time spreading my legs as we talked, so that Pete could see inside the robe and get a full, tantalizing view of my pussy inside the little sheer pink panties. I pretended not to notice that I was flashing him and that he was responding in just the way I hoped he would: Big Pete was clearly hard as a rock and dying to get out of those pants.

“This is the first time you’ve been here. Let me show you around,” I said when we’d finished our coffee. And, taking Pete by the hand, I led him right down the stairs to the basement with the big bed I had told him about, where I had planned for us to spend our time while he was with me. My bedroom felt somehow exposed, and the basement was quiet and private, with high windows letting in sunlight so that we could spend all the time we wanted looking at and exploring each other’s bodies in a way we still hadn’t been able to do in a relaxed, comfortable setting where we could enjoy getting to know each other intimately without rush or stress.

I could hardly wait.

Author's Note: This is my first post on this site, and also my first time attempting to write anything of this kind. For a bit of background, this is based in the UK and is hopefully a decent enough read. Might be a bit of a slow burn at first? Enjoy - AH

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Will's alarm went off a 6:45am, a hideous beeping sound going on just beside his head. He let out a small groan before lifting his head slightly off the pillow to looked down at his phone to turn it off. Currently lying on his front, with silence now overcoming his bedroom he would bury his face into his pillow a little more intending to go back to sleep.

"Will! Time to get up, we leave in two hours sweetie" His mother called up from the kitchen, having also heard the alarm go off.

So that was it, no chance of anymore sleep now she'd shouted up. He knew that if he didn't answer she'd be straight up to make sure he was awake.

"Yeah yeah, I'm up." He'd call back as he rolled lazily onto his back and opened his eyes. Taking a yawn he gave stretch that sent a shiver from his head to his toes before he swung his legs out the bed and stood up with a little head scratch. Once on his feet he moved to begin gathering his stuff for a shower and passed a full length mirror near his door that he used to put outfits together.

Will stood at about 5'11" tall with a shortish mop of wavy blonde hair that currently stuck up in odd places. Bright blue eyes currently crusted over with sleep trailed their gaze down his slightly tanned torso to admire his own physique. Will was by no means a hardcore weight lifter and had a more slender frame, but was still relatively defined. A soft set of abs, pecs beginning to form definition, and toned arms and legs all left him with a faint smile as he'd been working on them for a few months now. He was most proud of his rather flat stomach and defined V lines that disappeared beneath the hem of his tight boxer briefs. Giving a small flex he'd continue off to take his shower and finish getting ready.

Later that morning after he'd finished getting ready and had proceeded to have one last family breakfast with his parents and younger brother, it finally became time for him to say goodbye to his family home as they finished packing the car and set off towards his first year of university. Just before they left he dashed up the stairs two at time and into his room, having nearly forgotten a printed polaroid of him and his girlfriend Lydia. With that in hand they finally left.

After nearly 3 hours on the road, they eventually reached his university and went through the process of registering and collecting accommodation keys. Then Will and his family made their way to his Halls of Residence where he'd be staying for the next academic year. Will already knew what to expect as he'd been on a tour of this during an open day, and was in communication with a few of his new flatmates over Snapchat and Instagram. But it was still daunting to open the heavy door to the long corridor of bedroom doors, four in total. At one end of the corridor was the kitchen and lounge area, but aside from that it was a rather plain looking space.

Each room housed two people in them, for a total of 8 people per flat. It was a mixed flat, so both men and women stayed, but the uni made it clear that you'd only be sharing with someone of the same gender. Will hadn't been able to find out who his roommate was and thought maybe he'd gotten lucky and had the room to himself as he was in contact with everyone else in the flat.

Will and his family spent nearly an hour unloading the car and bringing all his stuff up to his room and flat, making sure it didn't block the way of anyone else who may also be moving in today. Will very much wanted to get on with unpacking as he knew there was a freshers party tonight at the local club and wanted to get as much done before then, and also knew he couldn't do that with his family lingering. So in order to appease them they all went for a quick lunch before saying goodbye and Will was finally left alone in his new room.

Will threw himself down on his bed and took a moment to relax, his family were exhausting. As he got up to begin unpacking he heard chatting in the corridor and chose to poke his head out to see who it was. Recognising them instantly as the two girls sharing down the far end of the corridor, Amy and Melissa, he headed down to introduce himself and chat for a little bit as they put their shopping away. They agreed they'd all go out to this party together and Will left to finish with his room.

Finally after quite a while of unpacking, and ordering a pizza in for dinner he decided he needed to freshen up a bit before heading out to this party and knew he needed a shower after all the unpacking. Stripping down in the middle of his room, he grabbed his towel and headed for the shower. Playing a bit of music and beginning to sing to himself, he ended up taking a longer than necessary and was startled when a knock came on his bathroom door, which was ensuite in his bedroom. Taking a moment to compose himself he figured it must just be one of the girls and he forgot to lock his room, glancing at the time on his phone he knew he was going to be late so that must be it. So, wrapping the towel loosely around his waist he moved to open the door..

"Uh.. hey, you going to be long dude? I'm busting for a piss" Came the deepish voice of the guy now stood before him.

"Umm... who're you and how'd you get in here?" Will asked rather defensively at this stranger.

"Your roommate and with a key? Now if your done, do you mind?" His roommate said before squeezing past and sort of moving Will out of the bathroom in the process, shutting the door between them.

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I had three friends over for Easter brunch, who brought flowers, already chilled Champagne and vodka. I put the in a crystal vase and we partook of vodka and good weed from my stash.

I told them there’s still no such thing as a totally free lunch; they’d have to contribute further: sex before food.

They readily complied, popping semis and full boners after clothes quickly dropped onto a chair. I had seen two of them in the in the locker room at the gym and enjoyed a post-workout male bonding session with the other on a few occasions, sucking each other off in the shower.

I met the third guest who was an English lit prof in a gay book discussion group and we had become friendly, sharing a love for the plays and literature of his native Ireland.

I don’t think he knew how I lusted for him and since I never saw him undressed or even wearing anything tight, his perfectly toned body lightly covered from neck to pubes in gorgeous ginger curls turned out to be a total surprise, especially the thick, eight inch uncut cock he stood there proudly stroking as he looked at me breaking out into a wide come hither grin.

I tossed the empty bottle out and replaced it and without hesitation knelt down to worship it, taking it in my hand and then struggling to wrap my mouth around it.

The other two guests alternated between sucking me and each other. I told the guys not to cum into the hungry mouths, mine included, or onto the floor as the donation of our sacred gifts were needed elsewhere. Communion would have to wait.

When we couldn’t hold it any longer I suggested we shoot into a bowl. One of the guys said standing around it reminded him of guys watching each other rubbing one out surrounding troughs in stadiums during games going back to his high school days.

Then I put eggs into it along with diced ham and mushrooms with big heads and thick stems before cooking scrambled eggs while the fries got golden brown that everyone pronounced delicious that was accompanied by mimosas.

When I brought out chocolate mousse for dessert, the still horny prof stood up and challenged us to whack off onto our individual portions. Giving each other a brotherly helping hand, we managed to, before devouring our own dessert as well as sampling a yummy taste of the others.

After a while, the guy I had at the gym asked for some real action, and not being one to miss an opportunity, led them to the bedroom, making out with the prof, who was an excellent kisser, and then picking up where I’d left off earlier.

The hunky lit lover turned it into a 69 while the other guys were flip fucking. I took a break and he begged me to continue. But eager for him to fuck me, I sat on his stomach facing him, leaned forward for some spit swapping while gliding my crack against his his long, thick monster that had been standing at attention. His moaning and groaning made clear he wouldn’t object and i reached for the lube, got it slick and before long was joyously riding it.

Since he was slow to cum for a third round in a few hours, it allowed us plenty of time for me to get drilled something fierce in every position for the fuck of a lifetime. When he turned me onto my stomach, put a pillow under me, and lay on me I felt like I was covered by a warm flokati rug.

After he filled me with his load, I licked his shaft and polished the knob before it went into hiding. The other two maneuvered me so my head was resting off the side of the mattress, held it and took turns face fucking me while the prof sucked me dry.

After showering, everyone thanked me for a perfect holiday treat and got ready to leave. I told the lit lover I’d like to have him over for dinner to discuss gay Irish writer, he didn’t miss a beat and told me next time he expected me to fuck him.

Not that I dislike that, but in this case it wasn’t what I was hoping for. Hopefully, I’ll be able to convince him to flip, with us taking turns topping and bottoming.

Utterly exhausted, without even changing the linens, just laying a large beach towel over the wet spots, I finished the vodka and conked out engulfed in everyone’s aromas.