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MY ROOMMATES SERIES EPISODE 1 (Damn it's crazy, MIKE)

Now a little about me. I am 6'3 with blonde hair and green eyes. My body is extremely defined from years of swimming and water polo. I am currently in my junior year of school on the water polo team living with 3 other guys from the team in our 2 bedroom apartment. I am straight but definitely have a bi-curious obsession that I keep to myself. It's crazy sometimes living with three other guys who have just as defined a body as I do. Over the past 2 years living with them I have witnessed and heard some of the hottest sexual experiences I've ever imagined.

I’m Jake by the way and my roommates are Paolo, Sebastian and Mike. Paolo is the Italian with the full head of shoulder length, bouncy, black locks deep hazel eyes and the best pecs you've ever seen sprinkled with a light fuzz of fur over his extremely olive skin. He is and I will admit it, the most beautiful man I have ever seen and he’s definitely more of a D and G model than a regular man. He is also a senior and one of the three captains on our team. The man is a beast in the pool. and with the ladies even more so.

Sebastian is the loan black guy on our squad as well as the tallest guy on the team. 6'5 of pure muscle. His body is incredible and he knows it too. He is a beautifully exotic man. His parents are both 1st generations for their families, Mother from South Korea and Father from Jamaica and the combination produced a man that both women and men openly fantasize about. He is a great guy and smart as all hell. Med school is where he's headed next year as he is another one of the upcoming graduating seniors.

Mike is the name Sebastian gave to SVENDERSHOISJOFHOSCJ. I know, I know it's not a real name but I would be butchering his real name if I said it or tried to spell it so after his first day on the team Sebastian gave him the name Mike and it stock ever since freshman year. He and I are in the same class and we share the same bedroom while Sebastian and Paolo share the other.

Mike was from Amsterdam. He is dusty blonde, blue eyed, 6'4, wide chested, the epitome of the Dutch strong jaw and muscled legs. He really does have some great legs but the thing that is his claim to fame, well actually two things are his nipples and bubble butt. He has the most amazing ass on our team. It's not fat but it's just a firm muscular man's ass. It is the envy of the team and we all joke about it too. His nipples like his ass are extremely prominent. They are always erect and ready to be twisted, a fact that many of our teammates take advantage off. They are not abnormally large, just in your face.

It's crazy through because before I moved in with these guys my sophomore year last year I had never even thought about guys in a sexual way. Men had always been just buds and so on but that all changed when Mike and I stayed after practice one afternoon during the first month of sophomore year.

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We had just finished doing Wednesday afternoon's weight lifting with the team when Mike and I decided to do some extra lifting by ourselves. We were doing more chatting than lifting as we had only just recently moved in with Sebastian and Paolo and were talking about how great of them to invite us to move in. We felt cool being sophomores living with upperclassmen and we really thought our stock with women would go up just by association. I mean don't get me wrong I was doing well on my own but Paolo and Sebastian were pussy magnets so that could only be good for me.

Anyway after we finally decided to call it quits Mike suggested we head for the sauna before a massage with the team massage therapist Mikhail. I was actually headed to a class later on so I decided to only do the sauna then shower and leave after that. We headed back to our respective lockers to get out of our clothes then head to the sauna. Now a little background on the locker room at the time. For our entire freshman year they were remodeling the Pool facility so all our practices were done at an outdoor pool without lockers, we had to go back to our dorms to wash off. We had two away games last season but the first got canceled and the other we just toweled off, got on the bus and drove back to campus right after since it was literally down the street. Needless to say none of the freshman had ever seen the dicks of the upperclassmen or anyone on the team for that matter.

Anyway I was the first to enter the sauna. I had a towel around my waist and one around my neck. It felt so good after working out to just be consumed by the heat. I was just closing my eyes and settling into my relaxation mode when the door opened and in walked Mike as naked as the day he was born with a towel in his hand. I could not help but notice how comfortable he was with just being nude in front of me but then I remembered that even though we had given him an American name this guy was 100% European.

Mike took the towel, laid it out on the bench then sat down with his legs opened. He closed his eyes and rested his head back soaking in the heat. His movements were so nonchalant to me. There was no inhibition or insecurity, just naked cock and balls. This was the point that made me start to look at guys differently. I started to take his body in, his feet, his calves. This guy had great calves, strong column like thighs they were truly magnificent and there at the meeting of his legs was his uncut European cock. I had never seen an uncut penis before and his was a site to behold. The hood came out far past his head and I wondered if that made it harder to clean. His dick wasn't pornographic or anything like that, just a good size. I would say it was about 5 inches soft. His balls hung a bit lower than his cock and they completed the package nicely I had to admit.

His leg stretched out and I was snapped back to reality. His eyes were still closed so after pretending like I too was in a state of peace I continued to check him out. His abs and chest were like mine but his nipples I had to admit I envied. I wanted to start to play with them and the thought started to make me hard. I couldn't believe I was getting hard, so I decided this was enough for me. I conjured up some lame excuse at the time and excused myself. Mike simply said “Okay” not even opening his eyes but just repositioning himself to now lay out on the bench. As he got into his final position the last thing I saw was his hooded penis fall flat on his stomach.

Through my entire shower I remember thinking about Mike's nipples and penis and I found myself slowly starting to play with myself at the thought of Mike getting hard. "How does he enjoy himself?" I started to wonder “What games or tricks does he like to play with his foreskin? Is he playing them now?“ Then I heard a door open and close, which quickly snapped me back out of my wonder. At first I thought it was Mike but it was only Mikhail our massage therapist.

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Mikhail was in his 50's. He was a Hungarian immigrant who had worked many years giving massages to professional soccer teams around the world. He and his family had relocated to the states and he was now being paid to keep our bodies knot free after practice. He was a short man by our standards about 5'9 with a mix of black and grey hair. He had an extremely cheery disposition but when it came to massages he was all business. Sometimes I found him too aggressive but whatever he had been doing for years was what he was doing to us and it worked.

When Mikhail stepped into the locker room I immediately put my towel around my hardon, wrapping it tight to my body. The way our locker room is set up is that the lockers have clear view into our open shower room. Since it was the first day I was using it I was still getting reacquainted with showering in public. He said a quick hello to me then went through the blue doors to the left to the PT room, so he could set up his table for Mike's massage.

I got out of the shower, and started to put on my clothes. As I was just about to put my shirt on Mike walked out of the sauna this time with a towel around his waist. His body had that healthy sweaty glow that the heat always provides and again my mind went back to his dick. He only asked me if Mikhail was ready and I told him he was waiting inside the PT room. On hearing that Mike took his towel off jumped under a showerhead and started to rinse the sweat from his body. It was one of the most erotic moments I had ever seen. Though simple, just watching the man wash the sweat from his body turned me on. Then he did something that I had never done in my life and never be able to do. He took his penis in hand and rolled back the skin so that he could wash the head. Seeing him do this sent a small shock wave through my body. I guess the curiosity was just getting to be too much.

Anyway after he got a new towel and dried himself off, Mike walked through the blue doors to the PT room. I had to see more I needed to see more. What more was there to see? I didn’t know but I had to see it. So after a quick minute I decided to sneak to the PT door and look in.

Now a little bit about the PT doors, it’s quite funny actually. The original design called for them to actually install 2 small square glass windows near the top of the doors where one side is a mirror and the other side is see through. The mirror side was to be facing the locker room and the see through side facing the PT room but somewhere along the line someone screwed up and now everyone can look into the PT room and see who’s in there. It was left like that because with the new set up you could just check to see if the PT room was occupied without having to disturb whoever is inside but for my purpose it provided me with an excellent view of the massage with out being noticed.

I got to the door just as Mike lay down on the table. Mikhail was asking Mike what he needed to which Mike’s answer was just “a good European Massage”

“AH ok” That’s all that Mikhail said and with that he took Mike’s Towel off. I had never done the massage naked before and I had never seen any of the other guys do it either. We always had the towel or shorts on. I guess maybe Mike chose this way cause there was no one here unlike the other times but hell this was turning into a great sight.

I watched as Mikhail rubbed various oils on Mike’s back and slowly molded his body into clay. Then the violence began when he started to contort Mike’s body into different position. It went from erotic to chaotic and just as I was beginning to loose interest it when back to erotic and boy was it.


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Mikhail, after flipping Mike from laying on his front to his back and back to his front again, began again to rub his body. I guess this was the cool down portion. From where the doors were Mikes feet lay closer to the doors with his head on the opposite side of the room. I had a great view of his great ass. There was no hair on this man at all. Completely shaven. Damn he had a great ass and tight too, his crack was so defined and muscularly clamped that you couldn’t see a hint of his hole. That is until Mikhail asked him to spread his legs.

Mikhail started to massage again up his left leg. He was really kneading his muscles like dough. Then he moved up to his thighs and vigorously massaged them, his hands moving in quick motions without care that they were brushing his now visible balls. At first I thought Mike would flinch but he just lay there as Mikhail continued to massage him. Then Mikhail started on his ass, first his left cheek then his right, then both of them together. He squeezed them tightly together then spread them far apart and kept doing it over and over again. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I remember thinking what the fuck is going on but Mikhail was being so professional and cool about it that it didn’t even seem sexual to them.

On the last time that Mikhail pulled Mike’s ass cheeks apart he held it for a moment. It was all the time I needed to see his tight pink hole. To this day I still see that hole and how it was, I guess the word is “puckered.” I kept staring at it so hard that a need to insert my finger in it started to come over me. It was crazy to think that I was having these thoughts and visions about fingering my roommates ass, but those thoughts quickly left when, as though he was reading my mind Mikhail inserted his right index finger in Mike’s ass.

I quickly took two steps back from the door in shock. Had I just seen what I thought I had seen? Was my roommate, just fingered by an old married man? I stepped close to the door and my eyes were indeed proven right. Mikhail now had his left hand opening Mike’s crack while his right vigorously fingered my roommate’s ass. I could here Mike moaning loudly through the closed doors. His legs had spread further apart and his toes were doing a dance of curling then stretching each one in different combination. His hand and muscular arms clung tightly to the table and I could see the back of his head cock back every now and then.

As Mikhail started to increase the pressure, Mike started to gyrate his hips. I remember thinking “Oh my god is he fucking Mikhail’s finger?” Yes he was. He was in total ecstasy. He started to raise his hips higher and higher and there is when I saw a good view of his now erect dick. It was beautiful, about 7’ or 8’ long and still covered by the hood but not by much. Mikhail seized the moment to grab hold of Mike’s dick with his left hand and started to milk him like a cow. In all my life I had never seen a scene like this and the fact that it was happening in my gym locker room between two men was even more mind blowing to me.

Mike was now sweating even more so than when he came out of the sauna and his movements became even more violent than before. He was now on all fours like a dog on the table and kept rearing back as if he wanted Mikhail to go even deeper into his ass. Mikhail was started to have trouble with the situation as this man of 50 started to brace himself for Mike’s inevitable orgasm that was soon approaching. All of a sudden as if like a cat that is startled, Mike stopped bucking, cocked his head back, lifted his ass up in the air, tensely flexed all the muscles in his body bringing out every piece of sweaty definition that had just been worked out, then quickly crunched his abs thrusting his hips forward releasing spurt after spurt of hot thick Euro cum on the table.

Mike collapsed on the table into his own cum, shaking in convulsions, sweating, stretching and moaning while still trying to find control of his body. Mikhail collapsed into a chair next to the table exhausted from the task now completed. I collapsed on the wall next to the door. I looked down at my pants and it was only then I realized that I had popped a boner and had released a river of precum now spotting through my jeans. The scene was truly so incredulous to me at the time that looking back now I should have whipped my dick out and started to play with myself right then and there.

“You can tell I haven’t got sex in while” was the first thing that Mike said with his thick Dutch accent to which Mikhail laughed. Mike had a Girlfriend at the time, a Russian girl named Svetlana. But she was doing an internship in Prague for the past three months and wasn’t scheduled to return for another month.

“I knew 3 guys at a club in Italy and 1 in Germany that would shake like you when they cum. Do you carry on like when she play with ass?”
“Sometimes but she likes.”


Did I just hear correctly? Did my straight roommate just say he routinely has his ass fingered? Even further This was acceptable for some men? Then I started to wonder just how many massages around the globe ended like this. This was definitely the moment my sexual universe opened up and I didn’t realize it then but it was soon to get even crazier in the year to come.

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MY ROOMMATES SERIES EPISODE 2 (Damn it's crazy, Paolo)

Anyway Mike and I’s sophomore year had come and gone and after the experience of not only seeing his naked body but seeing it pleasured I had many chances after that to take in the Dutch god’s magnificent frame and uncut package in the locker room. Come to think of it I finally got a chance to see everyone’s frame and packages. As I said in my post before I had never thought about other men sexually but now I was almost obsessed with seeing dicks.

Now I have read a lot of the entries on this site about penis’ in the locker room or where ever else and they all seemed so monstrous and to tell you the truth there are no monsters on our team. Everyone for the most part when soft is either average or a little bit over or under. There really are no standouts in size unless they were growers, well that is everyone except Paolo.

Paolo was now a senior on the team and one of the three captains. He was Italian by birth and nationality but he had been living in the states since he was 10, flying back to Italy at least three times a year. He was like the father of the team. And sometimes he really looked liked a “Daddy” as I’ve read on this site. I say that because Paolo has genes to be really furry. He hated shaving his body for meets because there was just so much hair to get rid of. We like to tease him about it a lot but he takes it all in stride. Anyway as I said Paolo was the Daddy of our team and he had a Daddy sized cock to match. Whenever he would get into his suit, his bulge would be so noticeable that we would always have a lot of women at our home meets to cheer it, meaning the bulge, on.

In the showers, I must admit, it was actually rear to see him naked. It wasn’t the fact that he was shy but as a captain he always had to be first one there and last one to leave, besides the captains would always be in after practice meetings with the coaches that by the time they were ready to shower I had already left.

Well anyway Paolo and I were really good friends as roommates. My first year living with the guys was really exciting cause we all got along really well. Like I said in my first post Sebastian and Paolo were pussy magnets so there was an abundance of eager girls to go around and I definitely had some of the best nights of my life with women that Paolo loaned to me, none, however, could top the experience I had on Paolo’s birthday though,

It was the morning of April 29, and I was now stepping into the house from visiting my folks for a family wedding that took place the day before, which was a Thursday. I know who the hell gets married on Thursday. That’s what I said. Anyway I was now locking the door after I entered when I got a call from Sebastian asking me to go into his and Paolo’s room to see if he had left his keys on his dresser. He thought he had lost them and just wanted to make sure they weren’t at home. Apparently Paolo had gotten in late the night before and Sebastian didn’t want to disturb him. Now I knew Mike was staying at Svetlana’s so I was Sebastian’s only chance at finding those keys.

I took my stuff to my room and with Sebastian still on my phone I entered his room quietly heading straight for his dresser on his side of the room. I instantly saw the Korean and Jamaican flag key chains that he had and told him they were here. He breathed a sigh of release then asked if I was going to be in all day. I told him I would be at home when he finished coaching his little league soccer team so he it was ok for him to stay there and coach. As I hung up the phone with Sebastian I turned to my left to exit the room when there, laying in all his glory was a very tan, very naked Paolo.

This Guy was Adonis. Not an Adonis but the Adonis. He lay on his stomach facing away from me with one leg straddling a pillow and the sheets obviously kicked away from tossing in his sleep. I could see right into his but crack and man oh man did he have a fur forest in there. It wasn’t even disgusting just an ass that a wild man might have. I don’t know why it turned me on so much, but I guess its because it was so rare. His legs were covered in hair as well but his actual ass cheeks were almost bare. It was simply his crack. His back as well was smooth as a baby’s bottom so I assumed that the hair gene just stopped at the lower half.

I was just standing there taking it all in when suddenly he turned on his back, repositioning himself and presenting what I have come to label as my first monster cock. The thing was huge. It had to be like 7 inches soft. It was an insane piece of meat. I remember thinking this should be a porno dick. Now lets be honest guys most guys aren’t like some of those guys you see in porn or that you even read about on this site but here I was looking at this beast with a seven inch soft dick. My mouth was just open, wide open in disbelief. What made this scene even more perverse was that through his slumber he was unconsciously stroking himself.

He lay with his right hand behind his head now and his left casually pulling on his foreskin. His hood was not as far reaching as Mike’s but it was there and like Mike’s it turned me on. However the thing that really got me, the thing that really wanted me to bust a nut from just looking at him were his pair of bull balls. Thos things were huge. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. They had to be two eggs or larger and they were in a sac just covered in fur. His body was just incredible. I stepped back to take it all in and my emotions kept swinging back and forth from envy to lust. Unlike his back Paolo’s chest was a thick sweater but it really wasn’t distracting at all. The definition in his muscular body was actually reflected in his fur and it really gave him the appearance of a sleeping beast.

Needless to say after stand in the room for 5 minutes just starring at Paolo my mind started to race with all kinds of stupid thoughts on how I was going to get to touch his body. Did I just think that? Yes I did. I mean, here I am alone in this house with this sleeping beast with a huge dick and pair of bull balls and all I could think about was just touching it. I just had to touch it, Just play with the foreskin a little. No one has to know and then I will just walk out of the room. Right?

After going over and over with the idea for what felt like hours but I guess in reality was only 30 seconds I inched my way slowly to Paolo’s bed, I got on my knees and was instantly bombarded by a masculine musk. It was a mixture of his cologne and his natural body scent which just made me instantly think even more about sex. My hand reach for his dick but then I pulled it back “WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?” Still On on my knees I looked away but then decided “Fuck it!” I lifted my hand and gently grabbed his dick. I looked at his face and it still was in a peaceful slumber.

“Damn this is a big cock.” I thought to myself my fear gave way to my curiosity. Hell my lust gave way to my curiosity. I remember being more interested in the mechanics of the thing than anything else. As a guy with no foreskin the hood really fascinated me and I found myself pulling it all the way up then all the way back, gently of course, always mindful to watch Paolo’s for signs of stirring. Then all of a sudden his dick started to grow in my hands and when I say grow I mean it really started to grow. The floppy hairy dick was now a magnificent staff of glory. I couldn’t believe it. I had to say if I could measure it with a ruler that it would be like 9 or 10. It was by far the largest real life penis I had ever seen and now it was in my hands being stroked softly. I sat there on my knees in awe of his dick and I just sat there stroking it and lifting one ball to really get a look at those boys but then it dawned on me. I was kneeling in my roommate’s room blatantly sexually harassing him and he was also the captain of my team.

Visions of the embarrassment and even worse to chance of loosing my scholarship flashed through my eyes and I immediately let go of his cock and slowly started to rise. I took a couple of slow steps backwards towards Sebastian’s side of the room turned again to his dresser so I could pick up my phone that I had left. As I turned to reach for the phone, I accidentally swiped Sebastian’s keys to the floor. It made a loud clang on the floor and before I could pick it up a very groggy Paolo woke up to see me bending over and to simply say “Hey man your back!”

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“Yeah I got in this morning.” I said as I turned to face him. Oh my god! He was still cloudy from just now having gotten up, and I’m not sure he realized he was naked with no covering and a raging woody. He had that great Italian beaming smile on his face like he was genuinely happy to see his friend. There was no hint of knowing, and like Mike no hint of inhibition at his nudity.

“Great I hope you had fun at the wedding. It was pretty lame here this week.” Was he really sitting there just talking to me in his state?

“The wedding was fine but I’m happy to be back. Sebastian asked me to check for his keys that’s why I’m in here”
“Oh no prob. He’s always calling me about them”
“He said you had a late night so he didn’t want to disturb you” I wanted to scream Paolo your dick is showing cover up. I don’t know why but it just made me nervous knowing what I had done and now talking to him in this state made me just feel uncomfortable.

“Yeah I decided to get the birthday celebrations started a little early”
“Yeah! You did say you were going to do it big and hard this year” Oh shit! It just came out of my mouth before I even thought. Thanks Jake just alert him to the scene of the crime why don’t you.

“Speaking of which man I need to go drain the snake, and yes I just said “drain the snake”, don’t judge me.” He swung his legs over his bed and placed them on the floor. His dick was still proud, pointing directly to me as if accusing me of assault. I started to glisten with light nervous sweat.

“It’s weird but I never really get morning wood that often. I guess today Lil Paolo decided he wanted to rise before I did” As he said that we both had a small chuckle at his joke. And I remember thinking “Yeah that’s it, Morning Wood”

Paolo went to the bathroom to “Drain the snake” as he put it and I found myself rushing out of the room into the kitchen to cool my nerves down with a glass of water. My nerves were shot from the excitement then horror of the moment but looking back I realize it could have gone horribly wrong. What if he had woken up with his dick in my hand? What would he have done then?

I took a seat in front of our tv and turned on to a football rerun on ESPN. As I was now starting to calm down from the experience Paolo exited the bathroom walking through the living room to go back to his room. The sight was a vision. The fur that covered his muscularly defined pecs and abs just screamed “I am an animal,” The mantra was only exaggerated by the fact that his nipples actually stock out through the fur. They weren’t Mike’s nipples but they did the job. I couldn’t get over how beast like he appeared unlike how clean shave he usually is during the season. I also couldn’t get over how his now flaccid yet imposing swinging dick and balls just added to the intimidation. I could tell that even the most headstrong of women felt like vulnerable children when in his presence because I sure did. I decided that I couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t naked so I decided to tease him a bit.

“When are you going to shave Chewbacca?” He turned around and his huge bull balls and dick Bounced as they settled into place, an image that took the smile from my face and replaced it once again with momentary lust.

“Ah you have jokes, I’m not touching my chest till the season starts up again. It’s just too much to handle. I may do something with my balls soon but I’ll decide later, now I’m going to head to the Library.” First off I couldn’t believe he started talking to me so loosely about grooming his balls but even more shocking was the fact that while he spoke he was lifting them up to check them out. What a morning.

The rest of the day went by without incident. Even though I just kept replaying the image of Paolo not just laying naked in bed, but walking through our living room. The plan for the evening was to go bar hopping with the guys from the team and just have fun celebrating Paolo’s big day. We had a great time Paolo, Sebastian and Mike were all wasted by the time we got to the 3rd bar and by the 4th the rest of the team had dropped off one by one. Svetlana was taking Mike’s sloppy Dutch ass back to her place and though he too was drunk, Paolo, this chick he occasionally deals with Allison and I were all trying to carry Sebastian’s 6’5 frame back to his room.

We had finally gotten back to the apartment and dropped Sebastian in his bed when Paolo came up to me, still drunk and characteristically friendly to ask me for a favor. I say “characteristically friendly” because Paolo was, like I said, Italian, so personal space was not something he knew too well. He was always throwing his arm around your neck. Gently slapping your face patting you on the back and stuff like that. It was more out of bonding with friends than an invitation to do anything. However the fact that he was drunk increased his regular touchy feeling nature and his beaming smile just added to his amicable disposition.

As he came up to me, he put his arm on my shoulders and leaned into my ear so he asked me if he could use my room to “Be with Allison” tonight. Now little info for you here, when Paolo is drunk his Italian accent comes out and his ability to use English grammar slowly diminishes. For me his request was acceptable because being the good guy that he was Paolo didn’t want to disturb Sebastian. So I said “Ok sure I’ll take the couch.” I mean they were only sheets. After thanking me profusely Paolo took Allison into my room. As they were going through the door Allison looked back at me and seductively licked her lips then sent a kiss my way to which I gave her the eye and puckered my lips in a fake kiss myself.

For the entire night I could tell she was flirting with me even going as far as the rest her hand on my thigh from time to time and even playfully grabbing my cock. Now Allison isn’t Paolo’s girlfriend or anything like that so flirting with her was not breaking any rules of friendship, she is just one of his usual “satisfied clients” as I like to call them that keeps coming back for more.

I took off my shirt but kept my pants on then headed for the kitchen, as I opened the fridge door to get some water to kind of sober up. A topless Allison ran out of my room. She was hot, really hot. She had long, jet, black hair and tan skin from her Israeli mother. Her breast were perfect perky orbs of perfection that bounced with every step that she took towards me. Her hazel eyes could bore into your soul but you knew that behind them had a lot of mystery and mischief that you new could be trouble. Her body was well toned but her treasure lay in her ass, which to all the gay guys on this board could really make you think twice. She was just hot. She only had on a pair of white thongs with pink poke-a-dots on them and I thought that though it was meant to look cute Allison was making them look hot.

“You all done already?” I quipped. She leaned passed me brushing her tits against my arm sending my dick a message that could not be ignored.
“No we are just getting started” and with that she grabbed the honey placed some on her finger then seductively and I will say it sluttyly sucked it off.
“You better watch out I might have to keep you out here and let Paolo get blue balls instead of me tonight”
“Aww…but I really don’t want any of you guys to have that” she said in her most sweet and innocent tone.

“Don’t worry about me just go in there and show my boy a good time”
“Don’t you worry about him” Then she turned around and slightly arched her back lifting her ass in the air, looked back with pouting lips as if to say “You know what to do,” and I did. I did exactly what she wanted I gave her a good smack on the ass and sent her on her way.

Paolo was in for a treat as I watched her saunter back into the room. I took my glass of watch and went back to my seat. I new I was going to be in for a long night as Allison was a vocal one. I had heard then many times fucking and let’s just say she was wild. Anyway it had only been 5 minutes since Allison walked back into the room when. The door opened up again. This time it wasn’t Allison. This time it was the beast himself just as naked as this morning and just as hard with that smile plastered on his face.


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“Hey man come over here”
“What is it?”
“Just get over here” I got up from my seat and headed for the door.
“Allison wants to fuck you tonight”
“Really?”
“Yeah man”
“Cool when you’re done just let me know”
“Are you crazy she wants us both to fuck her”

What was I hearing? Allison wanted me and Paolo to fuck her at the same time, what?

“Are you okay with that?” I asked Paolo
“It matter no to me just as long as I get pussy for me birthday”

I don’t know if it was the alcohol or just plane desire but it didn’t take any more convincing for me to get into the room. The scene was out of a porno though. Minus the music, hair and makeup, glass 7 inch platform stripper shoes and lighting but just the set up. Allison was kneeling on my bed fingering herself and Paolo was standing to my left just hard and giddy with excitement. I was still in my pants but tenting up big time looking at Allison’s bald pussy being worked into a frenzy by her left had while her right played with her nipples. I could tell we were all still majorly buzzed but we didn’t care this was what college was all about. The anticipation in the room was thick and at first I almost felt paralyzed at the thought of what was about to unfold.

Allison beckoned for us to come with her hands. While I took my pants and socks off I could see Paolo approach the bed. He put both hands, then one knee on the bed as he took Allison’s hand that had been fingering her pussy and placed it in his mouth. The sight of seeing his opened ass with his furry crack and low hanging bull balls made my dick jump. I decided that I was going to have some fun with them both tonight whether he knew it or not. I walked up behind him and smacked him on his muscular ass

“Move over!” I said with a smile. He looked at me and laughed while he rubbed his now reddening cheek.
“Ok! Ok! I surrender the pussy”

I lay Allison on her back and started to eat her pussy. She tasted great. On a personal note I love to eat pussy but Allison’s was just of a higher quality. One that just needed to be thoroughly explored and I did. I was really starting to develop a rhythm when Paolo threw he muscular leg over me so that he could position himself to straddle her face. Once again I was looking at Paolo ass and hairy crack but this time it was rising and falling with each slow stroke into Allison’s mouth. His bull balls were so huge that he was actually sitting on them dragging them back and forth with each thrust. That familiar musk scent from this morning was now heightened by the addition of the building smell of sweat and sex. I kept eating Allison out as I kept watching Paolo ride her face.

Both Allison and Paolo began to moan and I could tell by her twitching left leg that she was about to climax. I increased my presence on her clit and just as I was again about to up the force I tasted a gush of her juices flowing into my mouth. Allison gently pushed Paolo off of her face and said she wanted to reward me for my good work. She pressed her lips to mine so she could taste herself but all I kept thinking about was the fact that I could taste Paolo through her kiss. His scent was thick on her lips and face and I was now becoming passionately intoxicated with just the though of being where his sweaty musky balls had been.

Allison stopped kissing me then positioned me to face Paolo so that she could suck both of us off at the same time. As she positioned us Paolo slightly lost his balance and grabbed onto my shoulder for support. It was an innocent affair but he never moved his arm after that, choosing to be stable while he got head instead of all over the place. I didn’t mind. I loved having the wait of the beast on my shoulder and it gave me a great view of his bushy armpits while one of the hottest girls I had ever been with sucked us off. She would go from one dick to the next, First polishing Paolo off then giving me some deserved attention. Kneeling next to Paolo made my dick seem so insignificant. I’m a good 8 inches on a warm day but next to this monstrosity I looked flaccid but again I didn’t care this was just too hot to care.

After a couple more blows from Allison I began to feel a new sensation. She began to jack us both off to which Paolo dropped his head back in ecstasy but she also started to rub or dicks together. Now to this point I had never done anything like that before in my life and now I was on my bed with the Beast and this beautiful exotic creature playing sword fighting with out cocks. I was beginning to think that this couldn’t get any better but then she put our dicks tip to tip, rubbed them together then proceded to roll Paolo’s foreskin over my head. I shot a glance to Paolo to see whether he was going to flinch or get uncomfortable with what she was doing but his head was still back with eyes rolled up. His hand was still resting on my shoulder and he was moaning even louder at this new trick.

Seeing how comfortable he was allowed me to drop my own inhibitions and I too started to vocalize my pleasure. It was great seeing his tan hood roll back and forth over my prick head and it sent shivers through my body. This feeling was even made greater by the fact that he would periodically increase his grip on my shoulder alerting me that something she was doing had just sent those same waves of pleasure through his body as well.

After a while she released our dicks and said “I want to fuck.” I looked down and realized that Paolo and I were still connected via his foreskin. It was an image that was so erotic to me that it sent my nerves in a frenzy forcing my dick to twitch thus breaking the bond. Paolo was the first to get into position. He got into a simple missionary stance and began to thrust. Even though they had fucked for months I could tell Allison was still getting accustomed to his size. I took up a position near the side of Allison’s face so that I could watch as Paolo drove his dick into her pussy lips. He kept rhythmically thrusting his hips into her pussy when he asked me to Play with her clit while he stroked her. I was all to happy to oblige as it put my hand even closer to his dick and full bush.

It was great. My hand was massaging the hell out of her clit while he fucked her. After a while I became braver and instead of concentrating on her clit I decided to try to curl a finger into her pussy while he fucked her. It was insane. I remember how completely invigorated I felt as my finger entered her pussy only to feel a hard dick graze the back of my finger and a coarse bush brush against my knuckles and to have the sensation repeated just sent thrills through my dick.

Continuing like this for a while just kept me going higher and higher then all of a sudden Allison said she wanted me to eat her out again. She lay me on the bed, straddled my face, then bent over to start sucking my dick in a 69 position. I don’t know what it was, if it was the excitement, or the alcohol or what but Paolo just decided that he couldn’t look at Allison’s up turned ass and not enter it. So he mounted, right as I was trapped between her thighs with no where to go.


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The first thing I felt was his heavy nutsac slap against my head, then as he got stable on the bed he started to enter her. At first it was her pussy, so you could imaging my surprise when in the middle of flicking my tongue through her lips I start to feel a long shaft on my nose then tongue itself grazing through to it’s final destination. This really turned me on and I found myself trying to lick his shaft with every other thrust, by accident of course. Eventually he decided he wanted fuck the shit out of her so he repositioned himself in her asshole. I could still feel his nuts slapping away at my forehead but it only caused the feeling of having my dick sucked and balls played with to intensify

Suddenly Allison stopped Paolo and said “You are being rude, you haven’t let Jake me fuck me yet”
“Oh I’m sorry Buddy” Paolo said in a most sexy yet genuinely concerned way as his Italian accent took over.

“No problem man” With that Allison switched up positions and instead of straddling my face she straddled my dick. This girl was a pro. She was ridding the hell out of my dick. Kissing me at regular intervals making sure that I got a healthy taste of both me and Paolo. For a moment I had completely forgotten that Paolo was in the room as Allison’s pussy began to take me to a new level. Just as I thought it was only she and I on earth, Paolo again got on the bed to try to mount her. At first I didn’t understand what was going on. I mean I was still inside of her, then when he spread my legs widely apart I started to mentally panic. What was he about to do? Had he gone completely lust drunk? Was he going to fuck me? I mean I was getting turned on by guys but I didn’t want to get fucked by one and even worse one with a huge dick. Now some of you may be saying now “Shut up and take it bitch” and others might be saying that is exactly how I would react but keep in mind this was a huge dick and my asshole was still a virgin even to fingers so this was just not going to fly.

I was about to voice my concern when I felt Paolo’s dick drive deep into Allison’s pussy. We all let out a simultaneous moan as the general consensus was that this pussy just got real tight real fast. We stayed motionless for a while, all adjusting to the claustrophobic feeling, until Paolo started slowly rocking his hips back and forth. Being pressed against his dick, confined in the moist cavern of her pussy was becoming too much for me. As we started to all increase our rhythm I could feel every vein in his dick. Our pace started to quicken and with every thrust Paolo’s balls slammed into mine sending shockwave after shockwave through my testicles. The heat radiated from her pussy and we all were gushing sweat, no one more than the other, no one concerned or disgusted. I even savored the taste of Paolo’s sweat as it dropped from his hair into my mouth.

Her body was pressed to my chest and his to her back and I decided to take the chance to reach up and grab his hips so that I could better thrust into her pussy. At first I grabbed high but then when I realized that no protest was raised I grabbed him right where the mound of his ass started to rise. I fucked the hell out of her but as I held onto his hips something in me unconsciously made me start to pretend like I was fucking the hell out of him.

We were all moaning, we were all sweating and soon we would be all cumming. Allison was the first to go and as I heard her scream and felt her pussy fill with her juices I could tell that Paolo was about to blow. I felt as we both thrust into her that his dick was expanding even further pressing me tighter and tighter to her walls. His balls started to feel like hammers smacking into my own but I welcomed the pain. It was crazy for me back then thinking how Fucking incredible this night had been and how perfect a day it had been from seeing him naked and at peace in bed to now feeling his hairy balls violently assault my own and ass. Then all of a sudden Paolo stopped thrusting.

I opened my eyes to see him clench his eyes tightly shot. He was trembling, beads of sweat were cascading from his black locks and his mouth was wide open in a silent scream that I knew would soon become audible. I decided to take my chance to increase the force of my thrusts not to increase her pleasure but to increase the friction of my bare naked dick against his. I decided this was also the time to grab his ass, when he was most vulnerable and I did. Thrusting upwards and upwards while squeezing his clenched cheeks, my fingers deep in the curls of his furry crack. I felt him unload his cum inside her screaming while filling it with the beast’s seed. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe it. I was deep in Allison’s pussy that was now further lubed with not only her juices but the cum of Paolo and my hand was still clutching his ass as he panted on her back trying to regain control.

It was way too much for me. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to blow but I didn’t want to cum in her pussy like Paolo had done I wanted another more exhilarating release. I pulled out and started to jack my dick using Paolo’s cum as lube. I was having a field day when suddenly the moment hit me. I pressed my dick against both Allison and Paolo’s asses and shot my load deep in the crack of Paolo’s furry ass. He was way to exhausted and way to drunk to realize what I was doing but it turned me on so much to smear my own seed between his cheeks. Feeling the fur as I moved my dick from side to side gave me an uncanny sense of accomplishment. It was over. It was done. It was great!

We lay on the bed still in our sandwiched position when we all started to laugh at what had just transpired. Then Paolo raised his head off of Allison’s back, looked deep into my eye’s with his beaming smile, pinched my cheek then said “Good job buddy” in his cool Italian accent, then instantly passed out. It was definitely a night to remember.


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MY ROOMMATES SERIES Episode 3 (Finding a dad abroad)

Hi guys, it's Jake again. You know, the college junior, on the water polo team. I had previously written about my slow emergence in my lust for men in my last two entries where I told you about my roommates. well I decided it was time that I told you the story about how I finally got the courage to actually go further with a man. I know how dramatic an intro to the story but this was a big step for me.

It all started when I decided to go to Europe for my spring break. Everyone else was heading to Cancun and Miami but I decided to take advantage of the cheap air fair to finally go see europe for the first time. Europe was to be a liberating place for me. I mean Paolo and Mike had seemed so at ease walking around nude in front of me that I wanted to see more guys in the buff. It was to be a trip to remember and so I had the plan to hit up all the hot spots. Well as much as 10 days allowed, so at three days each that would allow me to see 3 cities. Well Amsterdam definitely, Paris of course and Barcelona, ok.

On my arrival to Amsterdam I was immediately alerted that I was no longer in Kansas anymore. The people seemed so care free and the old world charm was a pleasant contrast to what I was accustomed to in the states. The first thing I did after getting a drink at a local bar was to check into my hostel. I liked the idea of meeting new people so I really wasn't going to let the horror stories of the hostels scare me away.

I stayed in a room that could house 8 guys. however due to the time of year only three other men were there. An old guy around 50 and two 18 year old twins. No one was attractive or appealing to me in anyway so this leg was to be about the city. All in all Amsterdam was a lot of fun but I won't bore you with those details on to Paris.

In Paris my hostel was a ways out of the city but it was still close enough to experience the atmosphere. I spent my first day site seeing and then the night just chilling with the guest at the hostel.

My second day in Paris was when I met Arri. Arri was Egyptian and the father of two. He was 38 years old and had the body of a body builder. Arri and I met at a gym that catered to guest at the hostel as well as the hotel next door. He was staying at the hotel as he was in Paris for a major global economics conference. It was a simple case of we were in the same place at the same time and he needed a spotter for his reps. At first I didn't think much of him because he was old enough to be my father but as we kept working I started to notice his features a bit more and the more we worked the more I noticed

His features were definitely that of a modern middle eastern Arabic man. However his size was much more that of a bouncer at a night club than someone who worked in the ministry of finance. He had a well kept goatee and his hair was cut shot in a businesslike manner that screamed the fact that he may have been tuned to more western customs.

For his work out he wore long thick cotton warm up pants and a baggy hoody to match hiding the actual cut of his body. I could only tell he was muscular from his size and frame but not by his definition. That kind of disappointed me to be honest but the one thing that kept bringing me back were his beautiful hazel/green eyes. I had never seen them before. A center of hazel with a green perimeter and though I had had many compliments about my eyes throughout my life this guy's were definitely more impressive.

Anyway after our work Arri insisted that we take the time to stretch out. Now it's not my usually my routine but hey this guy seemed cool, like a father figure who knew best. Don't get me wrong I love my dad but I was away from home in europe for the first time and Arri was really making me feel protected. From what? I don't know. Anyway while we stretched we talked about our lives, our families. and careers. This was when I learned that he had been raised in egypt but went to high school and university in London. He was the father of two kids a boy and a girl and that his wife was actually 6 months pregnant with their third. Arri also told me that he used to be a wrestler and that was the reason for his size. He like all of the disciplines in wrestling but loved Greco Roman the best. He had even competed at the Olympics for his country and his success there had helped him move his way through the government.

Now my younger brother is a wrestler and so would I had I not loved Water Polo so much. I mean come on what is Water Polo but wrestling in the water so I asked Arri to spar with me on the mat. Now yeah the guy was huge and would probably crush me but to me it would be like if I was sparring with my dad. He would let me win , right? Well after refreshing my mind about a few of the basic grips and holds we had three rounds of fights. I have to admit being so close to him was one of the most intoxicating experiences of my life. Here at first I was thinking of him as my father and now his sweat was making my balls tingle.

After a while we got into a position that in sex would be the missionary position. With my back firmly pressed against the mat, Arri wedged between my thighs and my legs wrapped tightly around Arrii's torso, I could feel the friction of his heavy balls rubbing up against mines sending pulse after pulse of blood to my dick. "Oh no! Not now" I was getting hard while I wrestled a complete stranger. I looked up in fear and his beautiful eyes looked into mine and then his lips curled into a smile.

"Don't worry about it, it happens all the time"

As the words left his lips I felt completely at ease. He simply dismissed it got up and then helped me up. This man was really cool and in the short time I was with him on the mat I grew to respect him for how he handled the situation.

"Come on up to my room Jake, we can order room service. I know you college kids have no money to eat." I laughed at the truth in his statement.
"Well I was supposed to hang out with these guys I met at the hostel but a meal is a meal" I guess a part of me just felt safe with Arri. He had a wife whom he love, two kids who he adored and a little one on the way. He was a cool family man and for today he was my cool dad.

"When we get up to the room I can show you how we used to wrestle when I was young, greco roman style, no rules or limitations" He started to laugh at the mock look of horror on my face.
"Bring it on old man" I remember thinking that I was going to have fun with Arri tonight but little did I know what kind of fun I was to have.

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Compared to the hostel the hotel was like going from staying in an out house to staying at the white house. Arri's room was just a regular room but it would still be considered a suite at another establishment. it was a large space with the king sized bed pushed up all the way against the wall. which left a lot of room everywhere else for the furniture to sit.

"Do you want anything to drink?"
"Water if you have it." I was still taking in the sites of the room. it was great, the white's of the linen, the plushness of the furniture. "These french people know how to decorate" I kept thinking.

Arri came back into the room with two glasses of water. After he gave me one he sipped his then went to the bathroom to pee. Now I don't know what it is but hearing a man pee has always fascinated me. When my interest in men began I started to play games when I was in the restroom, trying to figure out how big a guy was by the sound of his piss hitting the water. I know that has nothing to do with size but it entertained me. Arri's piss was mega. It was heavy. It sounded like a loud base drum being beat by a guy with huge hands. I chuckled at myself for how childlike I felt. Feeling like a kid who just heard his dad piss for the first time and now I wanted to grow up to pee just like him.

When Arri came out of the bathroom and back into the room, this was the first time I saw his actual body. He had taken off his sweater in the bathroom and had walked out shirtless still nursing his water. This man was hot. OH MY GOD! He had the most ripped body I had ever seen and that's huge seeing that I am on a division one college sports team. His dark tan skin was hairless on his pecs and abs but I could see some fur coming out of his arm pits sticking out slightly to announce there presence. Every single ab was in place, top, lower, side to side, they were all there. His back was his selling point, looking at the deep valley that his muscular back caused when they dipped to his spin sent shivers through me. He was definitely a great specimen of man. My dad was hot.

It's crazy to think though that even though he was the sexiest thing i had seen I was still more enamored with him as my father.

"You want to order that room service?"
"Yeah, but wait, wouldn't it be a better idea for us to wrestle before we eat"
"I was just joking about the wrestling kid. I wasn't serious about it"
"No come on lets do it. I want to see what greco wrestling is like"
"Are you sure. I don't think you can handle that"
"Please man" I was genuinely interested in learning this form of wrestling so I continued to press him to do it.

"Ok man it's you death wish" he said with a laugh
"Yeah Right old man"

We moved the furniture to the far sides of the room. and gathered in the center. Arri reached into his suitcase and got out a baby oil like ointment.

"This is to make it harder for your opponent to hold on to you"
"Ok" I reached out to take some but then Arri told me that the stuff has a tendency to stain clothes so I may want to take off anything I wanted to keep. In a nutshell, that was everything. I was wearing my father's college t-shirt and my favorite pair of warm ups so I decided to strip down to just my shorts. As I began to grease up my body for the lesson Arri started to take off his shoes. I was just about to ask him how much grease to apply when all of a sudden Arri dropped his pants to the floor revealing just a fat heavy cock with big balls and yes a thick foreskin. Seeing him stand there like an Egyptian Ram was starting to make my blood pulse again. His pubic hair was prevalent but had been trimmed to keep it in check. His muscular thighs were the perfect frame for his dark balls and penis, which were a shade or too darker than the skin on his body. Now his dick was not a monster but it was no worm either. The thing that got to me was the weight that his package seemed to have, as it just hung there.

"I hope you don't mind me being naked but this is how we did it back in the day" He was very genuine in his statement and there was honestly no hidden motive in his tone. Just a guy who was about to teach another guy wrestling in the nude. The tone of his voice and the comfort in his words relaxed me and completely set me at ease. I was safe with him. My dad was just showing me something new.

"Should I take off my shorts?"
"if you want too. Are you wearing a jock strap?
"Yeah"
"Well you can keep those on till you get used to it"
"Okay"

I took of my shorts, my shoes and my socks and then I was ready. Arri came over to me and started to massage the grease into my back. I had done a piss poor job at that so he decided to rework me. After my back he knelt to the floor and started greasing my legs. Making sure to get every sinew of my muscles.

"Turn around" I obeyed his command and turned around.
He started to grease my ass covering my cheeks with quick light strokes then deep heavy strokes. He pulled my cheeks apart and greased the sides that rarely saw light. Now some of you may be asking did he stick a finger in? Well the answer is no. He just simply got every crevice and that was that.

"No do the same for me"

I grabbed hold of some of the grease and I massaged every inch of Arri. It was kind of funny when I started to oil his muscular arms and chest his nipples started to visually harden at the stimulation. We both started to laugh and he proceeded to tell me that his wife loved that about his body. She liked to suck on and bite them regularly. I bent down just like he did to grease his legs, but instead of a black jockstrap I was greeted to a brown fat dick. I started to oil his thighs, at first, avoiding his balls like the plague then, I guess sensing my concern Arri took his right hand and lifted his package out of the way so that I could finish the job. He turned around and i was greeted to an ass that rivaled Mikes in firmness. His ass was perfectly smooth, which to me was a great contrast to the well kept bush in front.

Like he did to me I pulled apart his cheeks so that I could grease the inner sides. He had a glorious hole. It was beautiful, well, as beautiful as an asshole can be. completely hairless but still just welcoming.

"You ready to start?" I was snapped back to reality by his question. I got up and told him that i was and so we began our lesson.

After again teaching me the basics through calm discussion and gestures for what seemed like an hour Arri decided it was time to get a little more physical. He charged towards me, dick flopping through the air and grabbed me in a bear hug lifting me off my feet. My nuts were firmly pressed against his chest causing slight discomfort to the boys. He smacked me to the ground and though I am sure in a real fight this may have hurt a bit more, Arri was skilled enough to make it just look real and not feel real for my first experience. I rolled over onto my stomach to try to push myself up but Arri jumped on me, mounting me, locking my shoulders in his elbows. I could feel his heavy balls on my bare ass as he stretched my back to the ceiling. The weight of my body in addition to Arri's was beginning to become too much for my balls and I had to adjust.

"Time out Time out"
"You done already princess" Arri joked as he let me up
"No I just need to get rid of this" I took one inner deep breath then took of my jockstrap off. If he was going to be free so was I.

"Ok Jake!. doing it like the men"

No doing it like my dad.

"Round 2"
"Yeah Round 2"

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We paced round and round each other, never turning our backs to the other. As naked as the day we were born, greased to extreme perfection. Our bodies glistening as every muscle, every tendon, every tissue announced its presence. Arri had a look of determination in his eyes, one that told me that he was not going to loose this match, his trouble, however, was the fact that I had the same look as well. I had just moments ago learned the basics of Greco Roman wrestling but my competitive spirit had kicked in forcing me to become more combative than a novice, in essence should have been. It was time for the son to beat his father.

We circled for the third time and I knew that this was the time to pounce, for if I didn't he surely would. I let out a grunt then charged for Arri, lunging into his stomach and tackling him to the ground. As I collided into his rock, hard abs I could feel his balls hit my chest on impact. The noise of his nuts hitting my oiled up chest resonated in my air as we fell to the floor. Arri immediately wrapped his legs around my torso clamping me between his thighs, squeezing me while trying to pry my arms from around his waist. He rolled me over so that he was now on top of me. We had only been fighting for a couple of seconds but the sweat and panting would have made it seem like hours. He loosened his legs and straddled my waist while hugged against my chest, still trying to break free from my grasp. He was able to momentarily break my grip and as he did so he inched his pelvis forward thrusting his hips and hooded cock closer to my face. Though this may seem to be quite erotic of a situation to be in, I must admit at the time I did not think anything of it. I really felt like I was just wrestling with my dad.

Anyway, as he straddled me trying to placate my arms, I swung my legs upwards and locked them around his shoulders and arms, in a move I had seen many times on those fake wrestling programs. As I locked my ankles together I pulled him backwards to the floor forcing his greased up pelvis to slide forward on my oily chest. This motion came as a shock to me as his thick cock head and all the foreskin you could eat came flying towards my face slapping me with a thud on my chin and lower lip. At first I was quite surprised, wondering whether or not Arri would be uncomfortable with having his dick so close to my mouth, but then I took the fact that he kept struggling between my legs trying to break free as a sign that he was still mentally focused on the challenge.

It felt good to be in control of the match, even if only for a second. I was 21 years old and though I was highly defined and muscular myself being in control of a man closing in on his forties just added a level of power to my now increasingly competitive head. As Arri struggled between my legs he did this swivel move where he managed to turn from being on his back to being on his stomach while still being locked in my legs and hands. The thing about this move was that now we were in a 69 position. I think Arri at the time was so focused on breaking free that he didn't realize that his nuts and dick were just molesting the hell out of my face. With every rock and with ever thrust to break free he just kept smearing his balls on my cheeks and lips. The smell of his Egyptian sweat and the oil that I had lubricated his body with in addition to the just raw natural aroma of a man’s package was starting to slightly arouse me. I was going in and out of being a competitive athlete and lust hungry son.

As we kept writhing together, he tried to break loose. As I tried to keep control I gasped for a breath of air, opening my mouth to allow for oxygen to flow in, at the same time Arri raised his hips then placed tem down again. For a brief moment I could feel his cock in my mouth. I could taste the salt of his sweaty hood and I could smell his musk as his nuts slammed into my nose. Though it was only for a moment, at the time it felt like an eternity. My momentary lapse in concentration was all Arri needed to break from my grasp and escape. I quickly tried to regain control grasping for anything I could but he was already gone.

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We were now on our knees trying to grab the other opponent. Hands were been blocked by hands, heads were being used to ram into chests and all the while we were both thoroughly enjoying the battle. Arri reached for my chest but I deflected his hand and quickly reached one hand between his legs and the other for his shoulder. I tried to flip him onto his back but he was such a block of muscle that I only managed to get him on his side. As we lay on the floor we again adopted a 69 position this time my hand was still lodged between his thighs. I could feel his balls pressed against my arm and I could feel the smoothness of his ass cheeks clamping my hand. I began to desperately try to wriggle free from the hold. I started to grab for anything. Arri, who at this time was now on top of me trying to control my legs realized that he was now the one in charge of the fight and started to lock hard on my hand. I don't know how it happened but I guess from the motion of Arri clamping down on my hand, me trying to get a better grip and all the grease that was between his cheeks, all led to my finger being forced deep into Arri's hole. The surprise of the insertion caused Arri to jerk his head back, arch his spine and let out a slight whimper.

I too froze for a moment. My finger still lodged between his asshole as if to move it would alert him to the fact that something was there. For three agonizing seconds I watched paralyzed with fear as to what this man would do to me now that my finger was probing his hole. The tension to say the least was thick and for those few seconds I started to wonder if this had been a good idea after all. After the third second Arri's head dropped forward and he simply lifted his hips ups to release my finger. At first his hole was so tight that it took my finger with it, but then he relaxed his muscles and it allowed my finger and hand to drop to the floor.

Still straddling my chest with his incredible ass in my face, Arri looked back at me with his beautiful eyes. He smiled at me then started to laugh. I guess this was his way of putting me at ease.

"Don't worry man stuff like that happens all the time. It just shocked me cause I haven't wrestled in a while" He continued to laugh and slowly but surely so did I. This guy just made me feel like I could do no wrong.

"You need some water?"
"Sure I'll take some" Arri got up and headed to get more water. I continued to lay on the floor, propped up on my elbows. I watched as he walked to the fridge and bent down to get the water. I took in his calves, his thighs, his smooth backside and his back, then it dawned on me. This guy was a major "daddy" He was just an attractive specimen of man with an added exotic flavor to him. He turned around and headed back to where I lay. His dick giggled as he walked closer to me and it forced me to remember the taste of the hood when, for that brief second, it dangled in my mouth.

"Here you go."

I got up to reach for the glass. It was exactly what I needed to. He had already finished his by the time I turned around to set my glass on the table when all of a sudden I felt Arri grab me around my waist with one arm and my chest with the other, he lifted me up and then slammed me to the floor. Again with the care of a father but still with the intensity of a coach. It took only a moment for me to realize that we had started round 3 and I was again forced, like round 1 to start on the defensive. I managed to prop myself up on all fours trying to keep my center of gravity low so that he could not pry me on my side. Arri was now behind me with his chest laying on my back and his pelvis behind my ass. As he continuously tried to rock and jerk me off my hands I could feel his heavy balls and dick slamming into my ass. This was the point where it simply just got too much for me. With each thud I could feel my dick getting slightly harder and harder. At first it wasn't the flagpole type hard just the slow inflation kind. The thing was as we continued in this position, I could feel Arri's pole start to rise as well.

Was it my imagination of was he getting hard on me? He was! Arri was getting hard, and by the feel of it, real hard. After a while I could only feel his nuts slamming into mines as his dick was now wedged between my cheeks and his abs, sliding back and forth on my back. It was becoming incredibly hot in the room and I guess with the now added knowledge that Arri was now being turned on, caused me to buck and prance even more. I kept thrusting my ass back into his dick. I no longer wanted the victory of pinning him down I purely wanted the satisfaction of making him cum. His dick felt so good on ass, so hard, so warm and the friction though I knew was driving him crazy was also driving me wild causing my inflation to stand straight at attention.

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After two more thrusts Arri lunged forward slamming me to my stomach on the floor. I managed to twist free but he grabbed me again mounting me like he had the last time. I again broke free but this time he grabbed me and flipped me to my back. I looked at him and his eyes were different. There was no smile, no laugh. There was no competitive spirit, no coach, no daddy. No his eyes were different. They had changed just like mine had. His eyes now returned the look of pure, raw, lust that was being emitted from my own.

Arri kept holding me, locked in a position where or dicks were held prisoners between or torsos. His chest pressed against mines or eyes locked in deep surrender. Then with all the passion coursing through my body, I kissed him. I kissed my Egyptian god. Our lips locked and I could tell for a moment he was shocked by what was going on. Not caught off guard, for I knew he knew that that was where we were headed but shocked because, like me, he did not believe he would ever do this. Our tongues massaged each other's while our hands raced over each other's bodies, rediscovering every feature we had previously learnt while we oiled each other. I reached for his dick and started to jerk the hell out of it. This was not the careful examination that I had done on Paolo's sleeping beauty, this was manlust multiplied by a thousand.

I roughly pushed Arri on his back. Even though our focus had changed this was still a wrestling match and no tender caresses was going to take place. I dived between his legs and grabbed his cock squeezing it to demonstrate of my control. Arri winced in pleasurable pain, contorting his legs and toes yet refusing to stop me as he had now succombed to his desires. I looked at his dick and while I violently jerked it I sized it up in my head. He was about 8 inches long but really girthy. It's thick dark foreskin felt great in my hand and every time I pulled it back it revealed a bright pink head that was an interesting contrast to the rest of his dick. It was time for me to devour his cock. I had waited for this for too long. I wanted to please my daddy. I wanted him to shoot jets upon jets of cum. I wanted him to scream from the flickering of my tongue. I wanted my daddy to feel good.

I bent down and started ferociously sucking Arri. I sucked and I pumped and I pumped and I sucked. I bobbed my head in deep strokes making sure not to miss an inch of his dick. His weighty balls cradled in my hands were not neglected as I pulled and tugged and squeezed and slapped them, teasing his asshole every once in a while. I momentarily flickered my tongue in his piss slit sending his body into convulsions. After that I stuck my tongue in his foreskin feeling the warmth of his head at the back of my tongue and his hood covering its surface. Arri grasped my head in approval then started to pump his dick into my mouth. There was nothing loving about this. There was nothing sensual about this. I was his slut. I was really his boy slut and I loved every minute of it. I had fucked so many girls in my past and now I was being treated the same way I had treated them. As he held my head in place fucking the shit out of my head, globs of saliva drained from my throat drenching his nuts as well as the floor. I gagged repeatedly but he never released his grip. My eyes began to water and my throat began to contract. I could tell we were still opponents as he still did not intend to loose. As he continued to fuck my mouth I felt dirty, I felt cheap, I felt great.

After a while he released my head and then passionately kissed me. I could imagine my face covered in spit and tears, but he didn't care. I couldn't believe the sheer magnitude of the intensity of lust that ran between us, as our kiss drew us deeper and deeper into each other. All of a sudden Arri roughly pushed me onto my back. He came at me with a look of sex in his eyes. He grabbed my ankles then flipped me onto my stomach. He slapped my ass, hard at first then even harder after that. My ass pulsed with every slap and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks making them pink and even more sensitive. Arri then pulled apart my cheeks. I could feel the hair of his goatee brush my hole as he kissed the top of my crack. The sensation of both the hair as well as the kiss caused a pleasant chill up my spine. He worked his way down my crack until he got to my hole. Then with one strong thrust Arri stuck his tongue in my sweaty hole.

I couldn't believe this stranger was eating my ass and quite frankly I didn't care. It felt incredible having his tongue flicker in and out of my asshole. Pleasure radiated from his tongue, through my hole and out of my dick in the form of precum. It felt so good. It felt incredible. My body writhed in ecstasy as my legs opened further and further apart, letting him deeper and deeper in. This was incredible.

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After what seemed like hours Arri stopped his talented tongue. All I heard was Arri spit into my asshole, then all I felt was a thick finger invade my inside. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he rhythmically stroked my asshole. I began to unconsciously ride his finger, moaning with each thrust. First it was one finger then two. First it was slow and then fast, until Arri was vigorously pumping my prostate. I could barely take anymore of this when again as abruptly as he had done before Arri pulled his fingers out. Again I heard him spit into my ass but this time it wasn't his finger that he inserted it was his dick.

I wanted to object but his head had already pierced the rim of my hole. Arri shushed me as my eyes began to water and my back began to curve. He mounted me slowly. I guess he somehow knew that this was my first time and though our passions were of reckless abandon before, they had now morphed into a caring compassionate exchange. He got to the point where he got all of his 8 inches into my ass and then just held it there. My body quivered and jerked repeatedly as if it were trying to dispel a foreign object from its system. Arri just held himself their as my convulsions began to lesson and soon he began to slowly thrust in and out of my ass. At first I felt like I was being sawed in half but the pain soon gave way to pleasure. I could feel his pubic bush on my ass and it somehow gave me comfort as if to say the presence of bush meant experience. I don't know, I guess the mind searches for all types of ways to comfort you when you’re experiencing something new.

I started to enjoy the sensation even more and slowly I started to push back, forcing Arri deeper into my asshole. My competitive spirit was coming back and my lust for dirty sex once again began to consume my thoughts. Arri as if he read my mind began to pump faster. He again began to slap my ass. He crouched down on my back transferring from doggie style to a more frog mating like position. He reached up and stuck the fingers that were in my ass in my mouth. I sucked on them, I didn't care, this was sex. His thrust began to quicken and I could tell he wanted to nut but i wasn't ready for this to be over. I pushed him back and he fell on his back. I sat on his chest and stuck my dick in his mouth. At first he refused and I could tell by his refusal that this was his first time sucking a dick but I was having none of that. I stuck it in again and thrust my hips violently into his mouth. I could hear him gag and I could see his discomfort. It made me smile inside that I had the upper hand in the blowjob department but I decided to give him an “A” for effort.

I got up from his chest and positioned my ass over his dick. I hovered in the air for a second and he repeatedly tried to insert himself again. My teasing drove him wild but soon it was even too much for me to handle. I sat on his dick and once again had to take a moment to adjust to his size. This pause was not as long as the first and soon we were back to fucking like animals. I rode the shit out of that dick. I needed to please myself. I needed to please Arri. I needed to please my daddy. My hard dick bounced on Arri's chest, thudding with each stoke. Arri squeezed my ass cheeks pleasantly irritating the red spots he had previously given me.

Oh god it felt so good and my body was about to show how good it felt. I was about to cum and my body started shaking well before the eruption was to begin. It was by far the largest, most explosive orgasm I had ever had to that day. I became uncontrollably violent. I continued to slam my ass onto his dick and ropes upon ropes of cum shot all over Arri's face and beyond. A silent scream escaped my lips contorting my face while making my body go rigid. It was this tensing of all my muscles that forced me to clamp down on Arri's penis. The added tightness proved to be way too much for Arri and his body could take no more. I felt him vibrate between my legs He arched his back, then let out a loud grunt of a scream that I am sure the neighbors heard. As he did this I could feel my insides being filled to capacity with his seed, breeding my ass on my first sexual experience with a man. His body went limp and so did mine. I collapsed onto his chest and then we lay there quietly for a moment reveling in our sex.

I closed my eyes and replayed every dirty detail of our exchange, I could feel Arri's dick shrink then retract from my ass as his sperm began to seep out of my hole and onto his dick. My first time was excellent, my first time was amazing.

The nostalgia of the moment for me was suddenly broken by a low whimper coming from beneath me. I opened my eyes to see Arri looking off to the side with tears sliding down his face. He started to speak but only in a whisper. At first I thought he was talking to me but I soon realized who he was addressing

"Varita I'm sorry. Varita I'm so so sorry" The guilt had started to set in. In one brief moment he had forgotten about his wife, he had forgotten about his kids. Hell I had forgotten about them too and now after the most incredible sex I had ever had I was now laying on a married father of two with his cum draining out of my insides, feeling just as guilty as he did. The feelings of being Dirty and Cheap once again raced through my mind but this time I felt low.

"Get out!" he said in a whisper.
"Arri I'm so sorry" I was truly sorry for what had just happened. I had completely lost myself in the moment

"Get out!" This time he screamed.

I got up from off of his body and he curled into a ball. It was amazing how quickly this man of such strength had now become so helpless. What was worse was that I had had a major part in his downfall and that was never my intention. I was simply a bi-curious college kid who wanted to learn how to wrestle. I put on my warm ups and my father's t-shit and stuffed my jockstrap in my pocket. I opened the door and took one more look back at Arri. He was still on the floor crying. I said nothing. I stepped out into the hall, then closed the door. As a single tear slowly slid from my eye I could not help but think

"I'm sorry Daddy, I didn't mean to hurt you"

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MY ROOMMATES SERIES EPISODE 4 (The Secret Ring)

When I cam back from my European spring break all I wanted to do was hit the sac and get some rest. It’s funny how after a vacation you always feel like you need another. Anyway I walked into my apartment turned left to head to my room and was greeted by the glorious sight of a naked Mike. He was facing me but looking backward at his reflection in our full length mirror. He was admiring his newly inked Tattoo that I would later find out that he got it just moments before I got in.

He looked amazing standing there. His dick was just hanging freely between his sculpted thighs and his balls would swing from side to side every time he tried to get a better view of his back. He looked so hot with one leg still in his jeans and his hands holding it up to his thigh. I licked my lips and remembered the scene of Mike in our locker room where our massage therapist pumped his dick while plugging Mike’s most famous ass. Seeing him there, looking backwards checking out his tattoos gave me so much time to check him out but I soon decided that I had to make my presence known before he did.

“Um should I come back at another time?” I laughed
“Oh! Hey Buddy!” He said in his cute Dutch accent. He made no attempt to cover himself. Why should he I had now seem him naked many times but it was still weird for me how comfortable he was with being nude.

“I just got a new Tattoo check it out man.” He turned around and I was greeted to the most gorgeous sight I had ever seen. He had gotten a series of intricately designed black Discs along his spinal column just like that Model Parker Hurley. They were beautiful. They started just under his hair-line and then just kept going till they got to the crack of his beautiful ass. Thirteen in all. I lingered for a bit at the thirteenth one that just lay on the precipice of his ass. God he had a beautiful, muscular, bubble butt.

“Wow those are incredible man. What’s the significance of the thirteen discs?” Mike instantly started to laugh after I asked my question. A slight, sly slash innocently, playful yet bashful look came across his face.

“Well it’s actually 14”
“What? I only counted 13” Mike turned around again, spread his legs pulled his cheeks apart then bent over. There between his firm begs was the 14th disk but this one wasn’t really a disc but more a ring. It was a ring, right around his asshole. My dick started to pulse at the sight of his hole and to make matters worse Mike started to tense and relax his sphincter while gyrating his hips in an effort to gross me out, little did he know he was actually turning me on even more.

“Stop that man that’s disgusting,” I faked. Mike started to laugh.
“I was only going to get 12 but then my tattoo artist said it looked unbalanced and that I should get the lower two. At first I said just one but hey I like the fact that I have a secret between my checks.” He started to laugh and I joined him but the fact that I now knew about his “secret ring” was troublesome. I was going to think about it all the time and my lust for Mike might start to become uncontrollable. As I started to pack my stuff away all I kept thinking was “Oh God how am I going to live with this secret.”

“Hey Jake, can you do me a huge favor?”
“What?”
“I have to keep rubbing this oil on my tattoos but because they’re on my back I can’t reach them. Can you do it for me?”

I froze instantly at the request. I swallowed hard, real hard. I looked back at him, still naked and still checking himself out in the mirror but reaching a bottle of a gel like substance out to me as if I had already consented to do it. I looked at the bottle, I looked at his dick, I looked at his body and said.

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“Hell No! Are you out of your fucking mind”

I couldn’t just be like yeah I’ll lube up your body. That might sound to eager. I wanted him to ask again. Just to make sure.

“Come on man. Please?”
“No way” I was hoping that my protest wouldn’t force him to stop. I just needed him to ask me one more time. “Please god let him ask me one more time”

“I really need you to do this man” He said it in such a solemn tone
“Fine you win. Take off your pants and lay on the bed”
“So forceful” He joked
Mike took off his jeans and plopped himself down on his bed. He was laying there just like that afternoon he got on the massage table. With his head facing the wall and his legs slightly apart I started to massage the gel into his back. Feeling his broad shoulders under my hands continued my dick’s rise northward. Thank god his head was turned away because he might have seen my now tenting pants pointing in his direction. I slowly rubbed down his entire back feeling every muscle till I got to the small of his back, just right on top of his crack.

“Only one more spot to go.” I nervously joked. I guess maybe my massage had been extremely relaxing because all I heard out of Mike was a lowly “Go for it man.” With that I stuck my index finger between his ass cheeks and started to lightly rub his hole. It was so warm and smooth between his cheeks, no hair just two firm mounds of muscle. At first I was just randomly lubing in a slight up down motion but then I started rhythmically making circles around his anus. I used my other hand to part his cheeks some more and to get a better look at his tattoo. It was beautiful. Seeing his puckered hole glorified by that ring just made me want to fuck it. I was having great pleasure oiling his anal Tattoo and by the sounds of the slight whimpers I heard escaping Mike’s lips, so was he. The thing is I knew if I spent too long that Mike, even though he may have been having some fun from this, would become suspicious. I decided that it was time for it to come to an end but just before I go I decided to have some fun.

“Ughh!!!” Mike let out a loud moan as I stuck my finger all the way into his ass. His cry to me was a mixture of pain, pleasure shock, distress and more pleasure rolled into one.

“All Done.” I started to laugh. Mike at least had a great sense of humor because he started to laugh too

“Fuck you man” He quipped as he forcefully yet playfully pushed me off of his bed.

That evening Mike and I decided to hit up the Bars. It was always a lot of fun chilling with Mike. He liked to drink but he really couldn’t hold his liquor. He spent the entire time showing everyone his new tattoos. Well all of them except his secret ring. It turned me on every time he lifted his shirt to show off his tattoos. Knowing that there was something more just beneath his belt made me feel special, like if his secret ring was mine as well. It was a feeling that I think Mike even shared as every time he would lift his shirt up, he would look at me with a knowing smirk as if to say “My buddy knows what down there.” A smirk I would send right back to him.

By the time we got home Mike was a little drunk. Not falling all over the place but definitely a little gone. As I was now getting into the room from the bathroom Mike was trying again to put the oil on his back. This time he was trying to reach under his long sleeve shirt to get to it. The alcohol had obviously gotten to him.

“Ok man let me do it.” Mike laughed then tossed me the bottle of oil and adopted the position. I started to slowly rub from the top of his neck to the small of his back just like I had done the last time. Through out the entire massage Mike had been moaning, at first inaudibly then a little louder. I decided to ask him about Svetlana, his Russian girlfriend who he had been dating for a while now. Turns out they had broken up a month ago and he didn’t want to bring it up so he kept it to himself. His tattoo was a rebirth for him a new Mike without her. “Yeah right how long will that last” I thought to myself.

“Hold up man it’s getting cold” Mike stopped me from massaging him, got up from the bed to close the window as well as to get his blue team hoody from his closet. I took the time to sit on his bed to wait for him to return. When he got up I couldn’t believe it but he had started to pop a semi as he walked through the room. He was obviously responding to my massage and I liked that. His cock was growing almost to his complete 8 inches when he got to the window. It’s funny but he was too tipsy to even notice his hardening dick as he walked around the room. When he got back to the bed instead of lying on his stomach like he had done the first time, he just sat on his bed and kicked his left leg over me so that I was sitting in between his legs.

“Mike I still have your… um… secret ring to do”
“Yeah yeah, just do it like this” My heart raced. He was sitting at the head of his bed spread eagle with a hard dick while exposing his ass. I could tell the alcohol was really getting to him because he just nonchalantly leaned his head back against his wall as if there was nothing strange about this situation. I slowly grasped the bottle and nervously said.

“Ok Mike…we can do it this way.”

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The sight of his hardening dick and his tattooed hole started to make me hard again. I squeezed a good amount of oil on my finger and started to rub the ring like I had done this afternoon.

Softly he spoke.

“You know,” Mike started, “Svetlana used to rub my asshole like that,” his eyes were now closed.
“She did?” I quietly responded
“Yeah just like that.” He started to lick his lips. “She really loved my ass. She would massage it and kiss it and rub my hole,” He spoke in a whisper and let out another slight moan “Yeah just like that.”

His cock was now fully hard and as if he was the only person in the room Mike started to slowly jack off his dick. I sat numb between his legs, not wanting this scene to end. I kept the circular motion of my finger on his tattoo constant but my body sat still.

“Yeah Svetlana” he started again still in a blissful whisper with his eyes closed as if reliving passionate memories gone by “She would… she would…” Mike took his free hand and gently grabbed my working hand, stopping my finger from circling his tattoo.
I froze. Had he realized that I was getting some perverted pleasure from playing around his hole? Was my bliss about to come to an end?

Still in a whisper,
“She would…” Mike opened his eyes slightly, yet he still looked deeply into mine. He held my gaze as well as my hand, exactly where he had stopped it, with my finger still between his cheeks. For what seemed like an eternity, I continued to sit still, not breathing, not flinching, holding his stare, trying to predict what he was thinking, trying to anticipate what would happen next, then to my surprise…he thrust my finger deep into his hole with one strong stroke, piercing his secret ring. He shot his head back, tightly clenching his eyes, curling his toes and releasing a small cry. “She would fingerfuck my ass, just like that”

I was enjoying every minute of this. I had yet to touch myself but I didn’t care. This was all about my roommate Mike. I continued to stroke his asshole. Finding and hitting every spot his hole had to offer. He rocked his hips with closed eyes clenching his teeth at the pleasurable pain from my finger. He continued to jerk, more feverishly now, and after a while I couldn’t hold out much longer. The passion was becoming too much. While I continued to finger him I moved closer to him and then I did just as I had done with Arri. I kissed him.

His eyes shot open at first. The shock registering in his gaze but the passion was too overwhelming and I held him tight with my kiss. He was no match for the moment and soon he succumbed to hormones. We kissed and kissed and I fingered and fingered and he jerked and jerked.

I got up from the bed and took off my pants and underwear. My dick stood firm like a man on a mission. He wanted some attention and he sure as hell was going to get it. Mike looked at my dick then looked back up at me. His eyes revealed a rookie innocence. I was going to have to show him the ropes. I got back on the bed between his legs and pulled his leg towards me, forcing him to now lay on his back. I took the oil I had been rubbing his tattoos with and thoroughly lubed my dick. I looked at his hole and then back up at him and said

“Now I’m going to do something that Svetlana could never do.” With that I stuck my dick deep into Mike’s ass. He trembled uncontrollably screaming and wincing in pain. I held my place in his ass waiting for him to adjust to not only to my size but the presence of a dick in his ass. I remembered how Arri had only just some days ago taken my anal virginity and now I was to do the same to my room and teammate.

“Oh Shit!!” he kept repeating in rapid succession. I knew how he felt. I began to slowly stroke him. Looking deeply at his facial expressions. Trying to remember every wrinkle, ever stretch, every twist in a face that was being fucked. I quickened my pace and I could tell from the fact that Mike had lifted his knees up to my armpits and was now grabbing desperately at my ass that he was starting to enjoy it. Feeling Mike’s tight walls around my dick was better than tag teaming Paulo’s fuck buddy with him. His insides tried to squeeze me out but my dick was too forceful to be denied. I started to pound into Mike’s ass fucking the shit out of his hole. I wanted him to cum, fuck I was ready to cum.

Mike opened his eyes and looked into mine just as he had done the last time. Then he grabbed my face and started to kiss me. As he held my head in his strong hands I felt his walls tighten around my cock. His embrace also tightened and his kiss froze. He was cumming. The first rope of cum hit me on my chin. The impact stung but not as hard as his next 3 shots. Mike was a shooter and the added sensation of having a dick up his ass made his orgasm even more intense. He shot 2 more, weaker loads then collapsed, limp on the bed.

This was my cue to cum. I kept thrusting and thrusting and with each thrust Mike moaned even loader. I could give no sympathy for his cries, he had already cum and now it was my turn. He grabbed onto my sculpted arms and I could tell he was praying for me to end and then with one last dig I shot my cream, for the first time deep into a man’s ass. I had never cum so much in my life. My body felt the weight of fulfillment as I shot my last load. I fell on top of Mike exhausted from our fucking. It hadn’t lasted long but the emotional and physical intensity heightened its severity. Mike had already passed out. His orgasm, coupled with the alcohol was too much for him. I lay there on top of him, taking in all his features, my cock still embedded in his ass wondering what the hell just happened.

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