Ryan and krieg (m/m exhibition/voyeur)

[Brian S]

"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me!" Brighton pleaded in a whiny tone, his breath tickling Parker's balls. Gooning out over Ryan's solid blue-collar cock thrusting in and out of him, Brighton began to kiss and lick Parker's leg.

Ryan was feeling like a fuck machine - a sexual Terminator if you will. He just kept going and going, never stopping. Brighton's ass felt incredible around his cock, and the experience overall was doing wonders for his ego. If two boys that hot lusted after him, he figured he must be a catch. Those feelings had been developing inside Ryan of course, as he plowed his way through Camden, Jackson, and Dustin. But this? This put him on a whole new level. This bolstered his confidence more than any other sexual experience he'd had so far. It felt good to fuck a boy like Brighton; a boy who could have anyone he wanted.

Finally, finally, Ryan "rounded third", so to speak. He knew it wouldn't be terribly long before he came. He focused on the sounds of the room: his hips slapping against Brighton's ass; the rocking, creaking bed; Brighton's pleasured whines.

"Unh! You'resofuckinhot" Ryan said, mashing the words together in a breathy groan. Moments later, he added, "I'm close!" He pulled his cock out of Brighton and ripped the rubber off, tossing it aside. Grabbing his dick quickly, Ryan began to pump it furiously, his balls slapping Brighton's ass, his knuckles dragging up and down it.

Parker looked across Brighton's back at Ryan, beating his cock furiously, a determined scowl on his face. He loved the view of Ryan's pecs bouncing a bit as his manly arm yanked his cock against Brighton's ass.

"Oh...FUCK!" Ryan hollered in a deep tone, a split second before he began to cum. The first shot arced up and hit Brighton square in the back. The second went farther still. The third cleared Brighton entirely, splatting against Parker's chest! Even Ryan was surprised at how far he was shooting, and how hard it was flying out of him. With deep, guttural groans, Ryan kept pumping the cum from his body, littering Brighton's back with it. He couldn't help but push forward a little, mashing his balls and hips against Brighton's ass cheeks. His orgasm was surprisingly long, and the cum kept flying. Towards the end, it sputtered out onto Brighton's lower back and the top of his ass. With that, Ryan was spent. He sat back on his legs, panting, his hard, aching cock throbbing from between his thighs.

"Fuuuuck." he muttered as he took a handful of Brighton's right ass cheek. "Fuckin' hot ass." he added, panting hard.

Brighton reared up, changing his position some. Surprising even Parker, Brighton poured some lube onto Parker's cock and began to straddle himself into position.

"Yeah?" Parker asked, turned on by the prospect of fucking Brighton right after Ryan had gotten done with him.

"Fuck yeah." Brighton whined as he began to sit back against Parker's cock.

"Fuck yeah." Ryan moaned, feeling up Brighton's ass as it began to swallow Parker's cock. It went in easily, and Ryan watched Parker's shaft slowly disappear until there was nothing left to see but Parker's balls. Brighton began to bounce on his best friend's cock and the two kissed aggressively.

Ryan sat there, feeling Brighton's ass and Parker's leg. He watched his cum slowly roll down Brighton's back, over his luscious ass. A dribble of his load rolled down onto Parker's ball sack. "Fuuuck." Ryan moaned, turned on by the sight. He reached over and fondled Parker's balls, working his cum onto them.

Ryan soon laid beside Parker, sucking one of the boy's nipples. He tasted his own cold cum off Parker's warm chest. He kissed Parker and played with Brighton's bouncing erection. It was hard as hell, and it dripped precum onto Parker's body with each bounce. Ryan bent down to taste it, to suckle on Brighton's leaky cock. He kissed up the athlete's sweaty torso, licking that tattoo, suckling a nipple. He was finally face to face with Brighton, and he lunged in for those plump, pouty lips. They kissed aggressively while Brighton continued to ride Parker's cock.

Soon, Ryan spat in his hand and simply grabbed Brighton's dick. Brighton's motion provided all the jacking he needed. With his left hand, Ryan reached back to feel Brighton's ass cheeks. His hand got wet, either from cum or sweat, maybe both. Sliding further down, his fingertips nudged Parker's balls and he let them glide along with Brighton's bouncing, touching the spot where Parker's cock disappeared into him.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck...oh fuck..." Brighton whined, riding Parker's dick but also fucking Ryan's hand. Without any further warning, Brighton erupted, his load first splattering on Parker's face. It shot beyond, to the pillow, to the headboard. Parker licked off what he could reach with his tongue, tasting Brighton's sweet load. He looked down at Brighton's spitting cock, wrapped in Ryan's hand. Brighton coated Parker's trimmed chest, and a large, sticky string stuck between Brighton's head and Parker's treasure trail for a few moments until finally detaching.

With no warning other than a large moan, Parker began to shoot inside Brighton's ass. He thrust upward, pushing his cock as far in as it would go. Now free of Ryan's hand, Brighton's reddened, hard cock bounced and oozed as Parker unloaded into his friend's ass. Ryan's fingertips were still back there, and he could feel the tenseness of Parker's balls, as well as the shooting throb of each spurt from Parker's shaft. Sliding his hand down just a bit further, he teased Parker's taint as Parker finished up.

All at once, Parker was done. He let his hips down again and Brighton settled as well.

"Fuckin' hell, boys." Ryan said, still panting. Brighton stayed on Parker's cock, as both of them panted as well. None of them could tell what was cum, what was sweat, what was lube, and what was spit. Their six pecs heaved as they basked in their shared afterglow together.

"Holy shit." Brighton finally said between shallow breaths.

After some time, Ryan volunteered to get up to fetch some towels. He didn't really need one, but Parker did. He figured it was debatable whether Brighton needed one. He imagined his load was pretty well dry by then. In the bathroom, Ryan paused momentarily to look at his own nude body in the mirror. For the first time in a long time, he didn't hate the way it looked. In fact, he was oddly turned on by himself. His glistening, heaving chest gave way to a flatter stomach, which led to a cock that was still somehow hard. He looked at his dick contentedly, which was a new feeling for him. If he had pleased a boy like Brighton with that dick, maybe it wasn't so bad after all. The worry about his cock size was nearly a distant memory.

He returned to the bedroom, where Brighton was still straddling Parker. He got there just in time to see Parker's dick slide out of Brighton's ass on its own, just soft enough to do so.

"How are you still hard?" Parker asked as Ryan handed him a towel.

"I uh...don't really know." Ryan chuckled. "But I ain't mad about it."

 

[Brian S]

Dustin pulled up to the Baker residence; a place he knew all too well. He and his colleagues had been there countless times for various reasons. Mike and Terri Baker were essentially crackheads, living in squalor in a double wide trailer. Multiple times a month, Dustin would get a call to go there, usually for a noise complaint. The two fought like none other, and in their dirty crackhead glory, rarely wore much clothing. Dustin would be annoyed if he didn't have such a perverse crush on Mike. The two would invariably be in their underwear or close to it, and Dustin never knew what kind Mike would be wearing. Sometimes he sported boxers, sometimes briefs. Always ratty and worn-in, though.

Dustin could hear the arguing as he rapped firmly on the door. Once he did, the arguing fell silent, yet he had to rap again moments later as nobody came to the door. After a third knock, Mike finally answered.

"Thank the Lord yer here, officer! She done hid the remote from me!" Mike said, indignantly. Internally, Dustin rolled his eyes. Externally, he took in the sight of Mike's body. Dustin knew Mike would be fucking hot if he wasn't so goddamn strung out. The drugs kept him thin enough - maybe a bit too thin. He was weirdly handsome, in a rough way. His torso was lean, with only a bit of hair on it. This day, Mike was shirtless, as he sometimes was, and he sported cheap boxers that were white-adjacent with vertical maroon pin stripes. The boxers rested impossibly low on Mike's nearly-wiry frame. He had a "V" by default, and the slightly tattered waistband barely clung on. A hint of Mike's untrimmed, caramel-colored pubic hair showed, as well as just a taste of his ass crack in the back. There looked to be a grease stain of some sort on one of the legs of Mike's underwear. What Dustin assumed to be a rather large cock banged around behind the thin cotton, bouncing and flopping as Mike told his story in animated fashion, as only guys like that can.

"I'm sorry, she hid your remote?" Dustin clarified.

"Yup! Sat down, fixin' to watch me some TV, and the gulldarn remote is missing! She hid it from me!" Mike said, pointing at Terri.

"Nu-uh!" she countered, as an adult woman. She had on pink panties and a white spaghetti strap tank top. Well, it was white once. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, as Dustin could see her nipples poking through the thin white material. He didn't pay much attention to her though; he was focused on Mike's flopping bulge. As Mike grew more and more animated, his boxers slid further down, exposing more of his pubic hair. Dustin figured there was less than an inch before his cock would start to show. Mike hiked up his boxers as he continued to accuse Terri of stealing the remote.

Damn, Dustin thought. He had yet to see Mike's cock, and he was thirsty for a peek.

Dustin did what he always did; calmed them both down and helped them try to think logically, though often it was futile. Naturally, the remote had gotten itself wedged in the couch cushions, and was not missing after all. Dustin all but rolled his eyes when he spotted it peeking out from between the cushions.

"I'm sorry honey, I love you!" Mike said in his weirdly southern drawl.

"I love you too!" Terri replied as the two embraced. Dustin watched Mike's bulge push against his wife's panties, feeling a bit jealous of her.

"All right, well, now that that's settled. You two have to stop calling us for petty reasons, okay?" Dustin asked, knowing his words wouldn't sink in. They never did. To be honest, he didn't mind coming to the Baker house at all. It gave him something to do, and he always got to see Mike nearly naked to boot. Dustin was never sure about their level of drug use, but it was enough to send them into paranoia. Terri looked rougher than Mike; Dustin assumed she'd been using longer. Mike had his teeth, though yellowed from smoking, and he didn't have meth scabs or anything. He was just a little too gaunt and always looked like he hadn't slept in days. Terri was sloppier, dirtier. Dustin made up in his mind that Terri had corrupted Mike; that he could be a pretty hot guy if he just left her and got off the bad shit.

At any rate, Dustin left their house and drove to a nearby abandoned cement plant. The parking lot was crumbling, weeds growing up through the cracks. The structure had been empty as long as he could recall, and this wasn't his first visit to the desolate parking lot. Dustin put his cruiser into park, and got out as he undid his belt. His black police pants were next, and he let them fall to his ankles, massaging his cock through his black string bikini underwear. Soon those came down too, and he spat in his hand to jerk himself.

Dustin thought of Mike, of his seemingly large cock flopping around in his boxers. He also enjoyed the simple, exhibitionist pleasure of jacking off outside with the sun still up. He worked his cock quickly, trying to imagine what Mike's looked like. Dustin held his button-down shirt up a bit, exposing his own flat stomach as he wanked. He had a perverse fantasy of fucking Mike, and he didn't care whether he topped or bottomed for him. Just as long as he got some experience with the man. Dustin at least wanted to see that dick.

As he jacked, he looked at the graffiti along the concrete wall of the abandoned factory. He knew cars and trucks were driving along the highway on the other side of the building; he could hear them. Sometimes when he jacked back there, he fantasized about a hot truck driver pulling in, catching him, sucking his cock. Dustin looked down at himself, past his trimmed red pubic hair to his tapered dick. He tried to imagine it sliding in and out of Mike's mouth, and he even began to fuck his hand, thrusting with his pants down in the abandoned parking lot.

It was a quick jerk, by design. Within a few minutes, Dustin moaned, his eyes closed as he fantasized. He pumped a warm load from his cock; it shot out onto the dilapidated concrete parking lot. He could hear it splattering and he imagined it splattering on Mike's back. Soon, Dustin was done and he drew his hand to his mouth. Some of his cum was on the webbing between his thumb and forefinger, and he casually sucked it off, tasting his own load. He shook his dick a couple times, flinging the end of his orgasm in several directions. Without much thought, he pulled his tight underwear up over his throbbing dick, nestling it inside the small black pouch. His pants followed, and soon he was dressed and ready to patrol again.

 

[laptoper]

"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me!" Brighton pleaded in a whiny tone, his breath tickling Parker's balls. Gooning out over Ryan's solid blue-collar cock thrusting in and out of him, Brighton began to kiss and lick Parker's leg.

Ryan was feeling like a fuck machine - a sexual Terminator if you will. He just kept going and going, never stopping. Brighton's ass felt incredible around his cock, and the experience overall was doing wonders for his ego. If two boys that hot lusted after him, he figured he must be a catch. Those feelings had been developing inside Ryan of course, as he plowed his way through Camden, Jackson, and Dustin. But this? This put him on a whole new level. This bolstered his confidence more than any other sexual experience he'd had so far. It felt good to fuck a boy like Brighton; a boy who could have anyone he wanted.

Finally, finally, Ryan "rounded third", so to speak. He knew it wouldn't be terribly long before he came. He focused on the sounds of the room: his hips slapping against Brighton's ass; the rocking, creaking bed; Brighton's pleasured whines.

"Unh! You'resofuckinhot" Ryan said, mashing the words together in a breathy groan. Moments later, he added, "I'm close!" He pulled his cock out of Brighton and ripped the rubber off, tossing it aside. Grabbing his dick quickly, Ryan began to pump it furiously, his balls slapping Brighton's ass, his knuckles dragging up and down it.

Parker looked across Brighton's back at Ryan, beating his cock furiously, a determined scowl on his face. He loved the view of Ryan's pecs bouncing a bit as his manly arm yanked his cock against Brighton's ass.

"Oh...FUCK!" Ryan hollered in a deep tone, a split second before he began to cum. The first shot arced up and hit Brighton square in the back. The second went farther still. The third cleared Brighton entirely, splatting against Parker's chest! Even Ryan was surprised at how far he was shooting, and how hard it was flying out of him. With deep, guttural groans, Ryan kept pumping the cum from his body, littering Brighton's back with it. He couldn't help but push forward a little, mashing his balls and hips against Brighton's ass cheeks. His orgasm was surprisingly long, and the cum kept flying. Towards the end, it sputtered out onto Brighton's lower back and the top of his ass. With that, Ryan was spent. He sat back on his legs, panting, his hard, aching cock throbbing from between his thighs.

"Fuuuuck." he muttered as he took a handful of Brighton's right ass cheek. "Fuckin' hot ass." he added, panting hard.

Brighton reared up, changing his position some. Surprising even Parker, Brighton poured some lube onto Parker's cock and began to straddle himself into position.

"Yeah?" Parker asked, turned on by the prospect of fucking Brighton right after Ryan had gotten done with him.

"Fuck yeah." Brighton whined as he began to sit back against Parker's cock.

"Fuck yeah." Ryan moaned, feeling up Brighton's ass as it began to swallow Parker's cock. It went in easily, and Ryan watched Parker's shaft slowly disappear until there was nothing left to see but Parker's balls. Brighton began to bounce on his best friend's cock and the two kissed aggressively.

Ryan sat there, feeling Brighton's ass and Parker's leg. He watched his cum slowly roll down Brighton's back, over his luscious ass. A dribble of his load rolled down onto Parker's ball sack. "Fuuuck." Ryan moaned, turned on by the sight. He reached over and fondled Parker's balls, working his cum onto them.

Ryan soon laid beside Parker, sucking one of the boy's nipples. He tasted his own cold cum off Parker's warm chest. He kissed Parker and played with Brighton's bouncing erection. It was hard as hell, and it dripped precum onto Parker's body with each bounce. Ryan bent down to taste it, to suckle on Brighton's leaky cock. He kissed up the athlete's sweaty torso, licking that tattoo, suckling a nipple. He was finally face to face with Brighton, and he lunged in for those plump, pouty lips. They kissed aggressively while Brighton continued to ride Parker's cock.

Soon, Ryan spat in his hand and simply grabbed Brighton's dick. Brighton's motion provided all the jacking he needed. With his left hand, Ryan reached back to feel Brighton's ass cheeks. His hand got wet, either from cum or sweat, maybe both. Sliding further down, his fingertips nudged Parker's balls and he let them glide along with Brighton's bouncing, touching the spot where Parker's cock disappeared into him.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck...oh fuck..." Brighton whined, riding Parker's dick but also fucking Ryan's hand. Without any further warning, Brighton erupted, his load first splattering on Parker's face. It shot beyond, to the pillow, to the headboard. Parker licked off what he could reach with his tongue, tasting Brighton's sweet load. He looked down at Brighton's spitting cock, wrapped in Ryan's hand. Brighton coated Parker's trimmed chest, and a large, sticky string stuck between Brighton's head and Parker's treasure trail for a few moments until finally detaching.

With no warning other than a large moan, Parker began to shoot inside Brighton's ass. He thrust upward, pushing his cock as far in as it would go. Now free of Ryan's hand, Brighton's reddened, hard cock bounced and oozed as Parker unloaded into his friend's ass. Ryan's fingertips were still back there, and he could feel the tenseness of Parker's balls, as well as the shooting throb of each spurt from Parker's shaft. Sliding his hand down just a bit further, he teased Parker's taint as Parker finished up.

All at once, Parker was done. He let his hips down again and Brighton settled as well.

"Fuckin' hell, boys." Ryan said, still panting. Brighton stayed on Parker's cock, as both of them panted as well. None of them could tell what was cum, what was sweat, what was lube, and what was spit. Their six pecs heaved as they basked in their shared afterglow together.

"Holy shit." Brighton finally said between shallow breaths.

After some time, Ryan volunteered to get up to fetch some towels. He didn't really need one, but Parker did. He figured it was debatable whether Brighton needed one. He imagined his load was pretty well dry by then. In the bathroom, Ryan paused momentarily to look at his own nude body in the mirror. For the first time in a long time, he didn't hate the way it looked. In fact, he was oddly turned on by himself. His glistening, heaving chest gave way to a flatter stomach, which led to a cock that was still somehow hard. He looked at his dick contentedly, which was a new feeling for him. If he had pleased a boy like Brighton with that dick, maybe it wasn't so bad after all. The worry about his cock size was nearly a distant memory.

He returned to the bedroom, where Brighton was still straddling Parker. He got there just in time to see Parker's dick slide out of Brighton's ass on its own, just soft enough to do so.

"How are you still hard?" Parker asked as Ryan handed him a towel.

"I uh...don't really know." Ryan chuckled. "But I ain't mad about it."

so enjoyed that

 

[Brian S]

Zack woke up shortly after 2 AM with yet another raging erection. Because it was warm in the cabin, he had no covers on; his hardon jutted up for anyone to see. Not that anyone was awake. Zack flopped his head to the side to take a look at his buddy Ian, who was sawing logs. With the moonlight shining in just so, Zack could see Ian's short, fat cock. He seemed partially hard himself. Zack wanted to take care of matters, and he thought of Ian talking about how he had sneaked out late the night before. Without much further thought, Zack swung his legs over the side of his bed, sitting upright. He gave his hardon a cursory grope as he looked at his buddy, trying to decide whether he should wake him up to include him in a moonlight jack session or not. He decided against it as he slipped his flip flops on. Within a few seconds, Zack was outside under the moon, naked. He knew just where he needed to go.

As Zack headed for the trail, his cock wagged to and fro in front of him, hard as a rock. Dayum, my cock looks pretty fuckin' sweet under the moon like this. I bet jerkin' it outside in the moonlight's gonna be fuckin' amazing. Wish I didn't have to jerk it though. Wish I had some help...maybe Vanessa. God I wanna fuck her. Eat that pussy though first. Suck them titties. Wish she didn't have that big dick boyfriend.

Zack continued to walk across the camp, looking around at the place. It was eerily quiet. Kinda creepy out here. Nice, but creepy...maybe wouldn't be so creepy if I didn't know there were dozens of people around. Just sleeping...can't see 'em. Don't know who might be awake or not. Sounds like nobody is. Probably could save myself the walk and just jerk off right here in the middle of camp; nobody'd ever know. Course, better not. My luck, someone would catch me and kick me outta here.

As he found the trail and began to walk along it, the signs of civilization began to fade into the background. Zack looked around at the distant woods, the wide open land illuminated by the moon. He could hear no sounds, save for his flip flops on the ground. Shit, maybe I shoulda woken up Ian. I mean I ain't a pussy but this is some Children of the Corn bullshit out here. At least at night. Too far out to go back now though. I mean I could...but then I'd have to wake him up quietly without bugging anyone else. And then tell him I wanna come all the way back out here just to rub one off. He might be okay with that though. I dunno...is it weird that we keep rubbing off together out here? Feel like it's kinda necessary...I don't wanna roam around the camp with a boner all day. Tryna be a good nudist and not a perv. Don't know how other guys do it. Maybe they're just used to it. But...yeah, I dunno. Guess I ain't all hot about it but it doesn't bother me either? Something like that I guess. I dunno, that seems weirder than just bein' hot about it. I mean I feel like you either don't wanna jerk off with another guy, or you're hot about jerking off with another guy. Seems like those are your options...yet...I dunno. It's not like I'm thinking oh fuck can't wait to see Ian jerk off! But if he was here with me now, it'd be fine. It's like...weirdly fine. Course...he and I were gonna fuck that girl that one time, so we woulda seen each other get off anyway. Just feel like...who gives a shit if Ian sees me get off. Doesn't have to mean anything.

Zack paused, stopping to look around. The moonlight beat down, illuminating him and the nature around him. He could no longer see any of the buildings of camp, none of the tents, none of the lights. It was weird, yet a bit thrilling to him that there was a whole camp with dozens of people just beyond the small ridge of trees. They were all right there, yet completely unable to see him. As he spat in his hand, Zack adopted a semi-wide stance. His right hand began manipulating his hard cock while his left hand slid down to cup his balls.

He had barely started, when:

"You know you're not supposed to do that, right?" came a voice from the darkness.

"Jesus Christ!" Zack yelped, clamping his mouth shut directly after as if that would stop his yell from echoing out.

"Sorry, sorry." the nearby voice said.

"Who is it?" Zack asked, his heart racing.

"Trey. Sorry." Trey came into view, from the same way Zack had just come. "I saw you get up, and...thought I'd join ya. Didn't mean to scare you." Zack noticed that Trey was of course naked, but also fully aroused.

 

[Brian S]

"I just about shit my pants, man." Zack said, chuckling out of relief.

"If you had pants." Trey smirked. "Looks like you woke up in the same condition I did." he added, lying. Trey wasn't hard when he woke up; instead he had jacked himself hard on purpose as he trailed Zack to the remote location.

"Yeah." Zack said, chuckling and looking down at his own erection. He no longer had his hand around it of course. "Yeah. Thought I could...you know...sneak away."

"Same." Trey said, batting his cock once with his open palm.

"I thought you said you were joining me?"

"I did." Trey said. He then added, "I'm gay, so..."

"Oh. Oh! Right. I see." Zack said. "How do guys come here and not get boners left and right?"

"Well, everyone gets a boner eventually. Shit happens. It's what dicks do. But not everyone's a healthy-as-an-ox 22 year old like yourself either."

"Yeah..." Zack trailed off. "Just feels like I keep...you know...and I don't really see a lot of other guys...you know..." Zack added, sheepishly.

"A lot of it is state of mind, and getting used to it. I've been coming here for years, so I can usually control it. But like I said, everyone gets boners. More guys whack off than you think."

"Really? Where? I mean...being a nudist camp and sharing a cabin and all...it's just...like, where's the privacy?" Zack laughed.

"Various places. Not everyone's sharing a cabin with other guys. Some are in their own tents...their own RV's. Some do it in a bathroom stall, and some like us come out here."

"Ugh, I could NOT jack off in that bathroom." Zack laughed, his boner wagging as he did.

"Same. It fucking reeks in there." Trey laughed, now causing his impressive boner to wag.

"Me and Ian have been sneaking out here to rub one off, not gonna lie. I don't even know how many times now. Four?"

"Nice. So are you two a couple?" Trey asked.

"Me and Ian? No. God no. We're straight. Just friends."

"Friends that...beat off together?"

Zack laughed a bit. "Yeah...yeah I guess you could say that." Zack watched silently as Trey spat in his hand and began working his large cock slowly. "You uh...you just...uh...going for it then?" Zack giggled.

Trey shrugged. "Came out here to beat off, so..."

"Ah. Yeah. I guess...I guess I did too, so..." Zack spat in his hand again and also began tugging his dick.

A strange, awkward silence fell over the two as they quietly tugged themselves in front of each other. Finally, Trey broke it.

"You and Ian ever...do any more together?"

"Like what?" Zack asked, innocently.

"I dunno. Helping hand or...a little oral?" Trey explained.

"What? No. Oh God no. We just...we just jack off. I mean...I say that like it's a thing, and it's not really a thing. It's just been here...out of...necessity. Well, and one other time." Zack giggled.

"I see. And what if Ian wanted to suck your cock sometime?"

"Well, he's straight too, so...and...like, I'd have to see him every day. We live together. That'd be...awkward."

"So what if a gay guy asked you and he wasn't someone you're likely to ever see again?" Trey asked, still slowly stroking himself.

"I uh...I dunno. I dunno, man. I've never been in that position."

"Well you're in that position right now." Trey said, confidently.

"I-I am?" Zack asked, literally gulping.

"Yep. I'd love to suck your dick right now. And I can keep a secret."

"OhmyGod." Zack muttered. "Are you for real right now?"

"Yep." Trey said, again confident in his skills.

"But you don't want me to...you know...suck you off too, right?"

"I mean I do. But you don't have to at all. I blow you, end of."

Zack thought long and hard about the proposal. He was nervous about what that meant for his sexuality, but he also understood that jacking off wasn't keeping his boner at bay. And he had just mused that he wished someone would help him. He just didn't expect that help to come in the form of a man. What the fuck do I do? I'm not gay...but...it WOULD be a blowjob. And I hear gay dudes suck cock better anyway...like...it's not gonna kill me, right? Just a quick blowjob. Fuck, I'm halfway there already anyway. It would be short. I should live a little...fuck that's the whole point of coming to this camp in the first place. I just...it's weird...but...how many times in my life is someone going to just openly offer to suck my cock? I could never tell Ian of course.

"Yeah. Yeah, you can...do it." Zack said.

"Wonderful." Trey replied, stepping closer to the nervous boy. He knelt down onto the dusty ground and placed a hand on each of Zack's hips. An expert cocksucker, Trey wet his lips and leaned forward, swallowing Zack's cock whole.

Zack moaned involuntarily and a surge coursed through his body, emanating from his groin. Instinctively, he placed his hands on Trey's shoulders for balance as Trey's chin nudged his balls. "Oh fuck." Zack muttered. He already knew he was in for a ride; no girl in his life had ever swallowed his cock whole like that.

Trey slid his lips back slowly, tasting Zack's hard cock, and eventually gliding over his corona. His tongue flicked at Zack's plumped head just before Trey swallowed it whole again.

"Unh!" Zack whined, trying to stifle his sounds.

Trey kept sucking, holding Zack's cock up with his hand at one point so he could lap and suckle on his balls. Zack moaned; there was little he could do to stop himself from making noise. "Fuck, dude." he uttered in a breathy tone as Trey worked his magic.

Fuckin' shit he's goooood. Best blowjob I've ever had and I ain't even cum yet.

Trey's slurping noises sounded louder in the relative silence of the night, and Zack looked down to see the man sucking his cock. He wanted to look; he made himself look. He wanted to be present, to take a sort of accountability for his actions. He didn't know that he'd ever get his cock sucked by a man again, and regardless of how uncomfortable he might have been, he wanted to live the experience honestly. He didn't want to close his eyes and think of a woman. Well, he WANTED to, but he forced himself not to.

"Oh fuck...you're gonna...gonna make me..." Zack whispered urgently. Trey kept sucking as he felt Zack's grip on his shoulders tighten. "Oh fuck!" he whispered again. Trey sensed the impending orgasm in Zack's body; he was tense and shuddering a bit. Within a few short moments, Zack moaned and began spurting into Trey's mouth. Trey swallowed the load down, continuing to suck, emptying Zack. Zack kept uttering "Fuck...fuck...fuck..." in a low, breathy tone, trying to keep quiet. Before he knew it, he was spent, and his whole body shuddered hard. Trey sucked his dick a bit more before standing up.

"Jesus." Zack panted as Trey began to jack. "Sorry I...you know...so fast." Zack said as he gave his hard cock one slow stroke.

"It's completely fine. You've been hard, jacking...and you never had a blowjob from someone like me either." Trey said, smiling.

"Yeah, that was..." Zack trailed off, but Trey knew what the boy meant, even if he couldn't say the words out loud. Trey continued to jack his cock, looking at Zack's naked body and still-hard dick. Zack openly watched Trey; after all, he watched Ian and he felt Trey deserved at least that much.

"You're like...definitely a black man, huh?" Zack said, observing Trey's large cock. "I mean, I know that's a stereotype, I just..."

"It's okay, man. I do live up to the stereotype." Trey smiled, just happy that Zack was even commenting on his cock.

Trey jacked for a short while longer before saying, "Gonna cum!" Zack watched intently, though he felt the urge to get back to bed. Trey groaned and began shooting, his cum spraying out a great distance in front of him. Trey stared at Zack's naked body as he came, trying to imagine what it would be like to fuck the boy. He tugged himself dry, horned up by the fact that Zack was watching him; excited to show Zack what his dick could do.

Once he was done, Trey shook his cock off once or twice, rather hard, and then smiled. "Welp, ready to get back to camp?"

 

[laptoper]

Nice Brian. It`s great to read of guys transition to accepting their appreciation of other guys bodies and cocks and the latent lust underneath it all. It`s a process most of us have to go through, and it can be confusing and traumatic to varying degrees depending on the situation.
You both normalise and eroticise it, and whilst I initially just wanted to hear of Ryan and Krieg getting it on together, I am enjoying more and more hearing of this transition and the internal struggle it involves. You make it extremely hot too.
I can`t tell you how much I enjoyed the threesome with Parker, Ryan and Brighton. Damn that was good!

 

[Brian S]

The morning of auditions, Krieg woke fairly early. Stretching and yawning in bed, he could hear the sounds of sex. Familiar enough with everyone now, he could tell it was Dog fucking Lance before he even got out of bed. Krieg threw his sheet back, exposing his semi-hard cock to himself as he put his feet on the floor. He twisted his head to crack his neck a little, finally standing like a newborn deer; wobbly legged and unsteady. Once he got his composure a moment later, he reached down to the coffee table to grab his smokes. After lighting up, he padded naked for the toilet.

"Morning." he muttered as he saw Dog's undulating ass.

"Krieger's up!" Dog exclaimed, continuing to fuck Lance. Krieg could see Lance's legs on Dog's shoulders as he stepped to the toilet for a long morning piss. Once he was done, he padded over to Lance's wide-open, exposed bed.

"You guys are up early." he muttered, taking a drag of his cig.

"I got horny." Dog laughed, pumping his cock vigorously into Lance's ass. "When's the audition start again?" he asked.

"Three. So we got, like, four hours." Krieg replied.

"Sweet. You want in on this?" Dog asked.

"Nah, I'm good." Krieg said, looking at the boys fucking while inhaling.

"Really?!?" Dog asked, genuinely surprised.

"I'm not horny right now. Not everyone's as horny as you are all the time." Krieg laughed.

"That's why I got me three boys to fuck around with. Someone's bound to be horny with me." Dog laughed, kissing and licking Lance's calf.

Lance sighed, following it up with, "Fuck, Dog..." He grabbed his bouncing, hard cock to stroke it.

"So are we really prepared to ask our fans to do the things we want them to do?" Krieg asked.

Dog shrugged. "Yeah. If they don't wanna, they ain't gotta." He continued to thrust into Lance, looking over at Krieg's large, dangling cock for extra inspiration. A bead of sweat dripped off his brow and onto Lance's chest. "I think they're gonna fall all over themselves to be in our videos." Dog added after a few beats.

"Yeah you're right. Just...seems a little crazy."

"It IS fuckin' crazy, man, that's the point." Dog replied. Krieg had to hand it to him, he had a point.

"Either of you make coffee?" Krieg asked.

"Nah. Just started fuckin'." Dog said.

Krieg nodded and sauntered away to the kitchen area to start a pot of coffee. Dog continued to fuck Lance in the background, casually. As Krieg filled up the pot with water, Dakota got home.

"You go work out?" Krieg asked, as Dakota looked beyond to Dog and Lance's casual sex.

"Yeah. Gotta look as good as I can if I'm gonna keep being naked." Dakota laughed, wiping his brow with his forearm. "They're up and at it awfully early."

"Yeah. Woke up to them fucking." Krieg laughed as he turned the coffee pot on.

Dakota began to undress in the kitchen, taking his tank top and shorts off. Soon, he was down to his white Starter brand boxerjocks. They were sweaty as hell, and Krieg could make out Dakota's cock outline perfectly, as well as his ass cheeks and crack.

"Dude. You're the fittest of all of us." Krieg said, picking up the conversation again. He slapped Dakota's ass once through the sweaty boxerjocks as Dakota dug through the fridge for a bottled water.

"Thanks." Dakota chuckled.

"Mmm, fuck!" Dog hollered in the background. Dakota and Krieg stopped momentarily to watch Dog's undulating ass as he pulsed his cock into Lance.

"You know, sometimes I have to pinch myself." Dakota said.

"Kinky." Krieg teased.

Dakota chuckled. "Naw, really though. Like, I've been a fan for ages, never thought I'd even get to meet you guys let alone be in the band. Let alone...this." he said, gesturing to the two fucking boys.

"Same." Krieg said, further clarifying, "I mean, obviously I was in the band. We just...we just didn't fuck like this before."

"No? I thought you did."

"Not really. That was what we projected, intentionally. Like, do they? Don't they? But it was all just...I mean, nudity and shit like that, sure. But not like this." Krieg explained.

"Well it's hot." Dakota said plainly as he peeled off his sweaty boxerjocks.

"Yeah. Yeah it is." Krieg said, smiling. He openly ogled Dakota's nice dick.

Dakota padded off to the shower, while Krieg poured himself a cup of coffee. After dumping some cream and copious amounts of sugar into it, he lit another cig and stood at the kitchen island.

"Fuck, I'm gonna nut!" Dog exclaimed. As Krieg casually smoked and sipped his coffee, he went over some lyrics he'd written while Dog came in Lance's ass in the background.

 

[Brian S]

*****2013*****

"Ungh...I'm gonna cum!" Patrick announced. Not a second later, he was shooting his load down Trey's eager throat. Trey sucked and sucked, swallowing Patrick's load for the first time in a long time. Patrick shuddered hard, and was soon spent.

"Fuck, I missed how good you are at sucking cock." he told Trey.

Trey stood up, smiling, content. His own cock was half hard, deflating as Patrick had just sucked him off prior. Patrick helped Trey up, and Trey proceeded to wipe off his knees. "I'm glad we reconnected." he told Patrick.

"Me too."

The two walked along, catching up.

"You've bulked up since I last saw you." Trey noticed.

"Yeah. Been working out more. You've gotten shredded, man. Not that you weren't before."

"Yeah, same, been working out. Getting defined." Trey explained.

"Pretty sure your cock got bigger too." Patrick laughed.

"I wish!" Trey chuckled, his large dangling dick flopping. "So, how's your sex life been?"

"Ugh. I don't wanna talk about it."

"Oh, come on."

"I mean...I guess it's been eventful. Fell in with a couple of assholes. Broke up a gay couple accidentally. Fucking have the hots bad for my straight coworker."

"Oh, is that all?" Trey asked, sarcastically. "What's your coworker like?"

"So hot. Just so fucking hot. 4 or 5 years older than me, and just...like...he's a straight, manly, blue-collar mechanic, ya know?"

"That DOES sound hot. Any reason to believe he might not be so straight?" Trey inquired.

"No...I dunno...maybe? Sometimes I feel like there might be a chance, but I think I'm projecting. Wishful thinking."

"Well what's happening that makes you think there might be a chance?"

"I dunno, just...like, we've gone to a couple of product expos...for mechanics and cars and all that. And we stayed in the same room both times. And he's just like, ULTRA fucking casual about being in his tighty whities. Even naked."

"And he's seen you naked?"

"Oh yeah."

"Well then he's straight." Trey laughed.

"Why do you say that?" Patrick asked, chuckling a bit.

"Anyone who has seen you naked and not made a move? Straight."

Patrick laughed. "Thanks, man."

"I mean, I'm kidding a little bit. But he's definitely had the opportunity to do something, and hasn't?"

"Exactly. He's married though. His wife's a piece of work."

"Oh, why?"

"Eh. Long story short, she keeps trying to fuck me. I think she's probably cheating on Ryan left and right, but...I don't know if I should say anything or not."

"What's stopping you?"

"Well like...I don't have confirmation that she's cheating on him, only that she's tried to sleep with me. I haven't done jack shit with her, let's just get that out in the open. But she's groped me, walked in on me showering, all sorts of shit. Stole my nudes from my phone as insurance that I won't tell her husband that she's trying to fuck me."

"So that it'll look like you sent her nudes?"

"Exactly."

"Jesus, what a cow." Trey said. "I mean, I try not to judge, but damn."

"Yeah. I feel bad for Ryan. I don't think their sex life is very...existent. And she's just like...I dunno, some sorta fuckin' soap opera villain."

Trey laughed.

"Anyway. Enough about that. I'm glad I decided to come with you." Patrick said.

"Me too. I love it here."

"Yeah, it's peaceful. And just...freeing."

With that, a nude 40 year old man jogged up to the two. His body was decent, trim, and his cock was average and uncut. It bounced wildly as he hurried to Trey and Patrick.

"Hey guys. We're trying to get a sand volleyball game going, you two want in?" he asked them.

Trey looked at Patrick and Patrick looked at Trey. Each shrugged in approval. "Yeah, we'll play." Trey said.

"Great!" the man said, turning to hurry back to the sand volleyball court.

"Geez, I've never even been to a nude campground before, and now I'm gonna play nude sand volleyball?" Patrick asked, laughing. "Your dick's gonna swing so much you'll fuckin' take off like a helicopter." he nudged Trey.

"Nah. Hasn't happened yet." Trey laughed. "Seriously though, thanks for joining me here this weekend. I'm really glad we reconnected, and I'm glad you took me up on the offer."

"I'm glad too. And hey it's been fun as hell walking around with no clothes on!" Patrick chuckled.

 

[Brian S]

Krieg, Lance, Dakota, Dog, and Hector all gathered in the boys' apartment, waiting for the first person to show up for the audition. Everyone was dressed except Dog, who stayed naked after his post-sex shower. Promptly at 3, the doorbell rang, and the auditions were on.

The first "person" was actually a group of three girls; friends who all wanted to be in a Frot music video. The boys had decided to take a mature, honest approach to the questions; they didn't want to leave any room for confusion.

"And are you all comfortable with nudity?" Krieg asked.

"Yours or ours?" one of the girls asked, brushing her dyed-green hair from her eyes.

"Both." Krieg responded.

Each girl nodded or said "yes", in agreement.

"And are you comfortable with sexual situations?" Krieg asked.

"God yes." one of the other girls responded, eyeballing Dog.

Hector took non-nude photos of everyone, and the boys had a short questionnaire for everybody to fill out. With the series of videos they were planning, they wanted to be sure to capture a broad spectrum of people, and they also needed to have a record of what everyone was comfortable with. One person might be fine with nudity, but not sex. Another might be fine with the boys, but not want girls involved. Each questionnaire got a Polaroid of the person paperclipped to it, for reference. Hector wasn't sure on the legality of asking people to get naked during an audition, so they kept it open-ended and optional.

Naturally, everyone who came knew what they were getting into. They knew how the band performed, and what they were looking for, so the fans were prepared to show some skin. Those first three girls stripped naked without a thought. The one on the left was the one that had eyeballed Dog, and Dog eyeballed her right back. She was a cute, petite Vietnamese girl with purple streaks in her hair and a ring in her nose. Her average-sized breasts were perky, with even perkier pink nipples. The middle girl, the one with green hair, had breasts that were noticeably two sizes, but were also firm. The girl on the right had no dye in her dark hair, but she had the most piercings and tattoos. Her nipples had rings in them, as did her clit.

Once they were done auditioning, the next girl came in. And the next, and the next. Finally, they got two boys; a gay couple. Both were punk/skater twinks with plenty of piercings and tats. They both stripped naked right away. One had no pubic hair and a large, cut cock. The other had just a hint of trimmed hair and an average-sized uncut cock.

They intentionally found people of all races, capabilities, weight, etc. The idea was to purposefully show as wide a cross section of humanity as possible. They saw tiny tits all the way up to huge breasts. They saw guys with small dicks and some that would give Krieg a run for his money, if not best him. They saw skinny people, overweight people, a guy in a wheelchair, a little person...they wanted everyone represented.

Finally, after hours of looking and auditioning, the boys were exhausted.

"67." Lance said, counting the files.

"67?!?" Dog exclaimed. "Shit, we need 2 more!" he laughed.

"Really though...holy shit." Krieg mused.

"I don't think we saw a straight guy the whole day." Dog laughed.

"Well, we know who our audience is." Krieg said, also laughing.

"We're probably gonna have to, like, separate people based on what they're comfortable with and like, the overall vibe of each video." Hector suggested. "There's just...too many."

"As long as we're talking numbers..." Dakota started, looking at his laptop. "Uh...you guys..."My Cock", on our website? Um, we've got over 5,000 views!"

"WHAT??" Krieg asked, astonished.

"Yeah. 5,002 to be exact."

"Holy shit!" Dog laughed, looking over Dakota's shoulder, his cock nudging Dakota's arm. "Dude! 5,000 people have seen your cock!" he said, addressing Krieg.

"I'm sure there's repeat viewings and most of them are fans."

"Still, man. Still. We gotta get these videos made!"

"The one for "My Drummer's Balls" is almost done." Hector said. "We can screen it maybe tomorrow? Soon."

"Fuck yeah!" Dog said, literally jumping up and down. His balls flopped wildly. "I think this calls for a big, gay celebration!" With that, Dog casually, confidently strolled over to Hector and popped his jeans open. Dog slid his hand inside the jeans, groping Hector's bulge through his tighty whities.

 

[Brian S]

Damn, I was real horned up at work today! Thought maybe after fucking Brighton and Parker, it might calm me down. Guess the opposite happened! That was...man, that was something. That was some hot fucking sex. Can't wait to do it again!

Thane knew I was horny too. Well, he could tell I had an erection once in a while. I don't know if that's what did it or if there was something else at play, but he wanted to come over after work. And once we got here, there was no time wasted. Thane just simply, quietly, opened his work pants. Kinda weird, in a hot way, to see those dirty, dark blue pants open up to show his purple underwear. Almost shiny, that underwear. Calvin Klein, nice square cut like the last ones I saw him in. Well, we both knew what the point was, so I just got down on my living room floor and took it over from there.

His pants already fell down so I kinda groped his package a little, pushed my mouth against it too. Felt his ass. Pulled his underwear down, and then I started sucking his cock. He didn't make a lot of noise, seemed kinda uncomfortable to be honest. Course, the only other time I sucked his dick, he was wasted as fuck. His cock did get hard pretty fast though. I just kept on sucking!

Funny how shit works out. Compared to Thane, I'M the one with experience. I'm the one showing him stuff. I'm the one showing him just how good a little gay action can be. Me! Of all people! Hahaha. It was pretty dang straightforward too. He just stood there and let me blow him. Sucked him off, swallowed his load. Pretty much that was it. Once he got off, he was ready to head out. Which is just as well. Yeah, I kinda wonder what his deal is, and I'd talk to him about it if he wanted, but I don't NEED to know. And I think if he stayed it would just be weird for him.

Course after he left, I got naked. Groped my cock a little. I was gonna take a dick pic to send to Camden. Maybe Jackson or Dustin. Hell, maybe all three. Cast a wide net, you know? Instead of just a dick pic though, I kinda got a wild hair up my ass and took a few full-length nudes in my bathroom mirror. Face, cock, everything all in one pic. Guess I'm feeling adventurous these days. Guess I'm feeling myself lately. I ain't half as bad looking as I think I am. Or...thought I was.

I mean...fuck...I decide to try a little guy-on-guy thing out, see how it goes, and...I'm practically drowning in boys that wanna have sex now. I finished jacked off, looking at my own body in the mirror - I'd fuck me. For a while I thought I needed to hold off, wait for sex. Now I know I can get off and be ready for sex later anyway. Just...my fucking sex drive is at an all-time high. I wanna cum, I wanna fuck, I wanna show my dick off. Well, let's just say I gave that bathroom mirror of mine a good hosing down! Ha!

Took a shower, stayed naked. Had a cig on the deck. Thought about Krieg and Patrick to be real honest. Wish I knew then what I know now. Wish I had been more confident. Course, with Krieg, that's all on him. He's the one that acted funny afterwards. Wish I knew what he was up to nowadays. Hell, wish I knew what Patrick was up to, and he lives here! Don't expect he'd take a call from me anymore.

Now I think back and realize just how many times through the years I led him on. Didn't mean to; didn't know I was. I just thought we were being guys, being friends. Didn't know being in my underwear was turning him on. Didn't really realize he liked it when I let him see my dick. All those auto expos...catching each other whacking off in the bathroom...getting drunk in our underwear together...letting each other see our dicks, even hard. Damn. Really wish I knew then what I knew now...could of saved a lot of heartache in a lot of places. Could've been fucking around with him sooner. Could've saved myself a lotta fuckin' hassle with Stacia and Beau.

But, you know what? I'm happy now and Stacia can fuck off. I almost guarantee they ain't being faithful to each other. Kinda almost hope Beau's fucking around behind her back, if I'm being real honest with myself. I mean, when your whole relationship is based on lying and cheating, how solid could it be? Not that I give a shit. Truly. I think for the first time, I just simply do not care about her or what she's doing.

Anyway, I think Camden might be coming over tonight when he gets off work. Can't wait to eat then fuck that ass!

 

[Brian S]

Hector was now naked, and Dog was kneeling in front of him, sucking his fat, uncut cock. The other three had started fucking around as well. Krieg was still seated, but Dakota was on the floor sucking his cock. Lance stood next to Krieg, so that Krieg could suck his. Slowly, those three got naked also, helping each other strip.

Lance soon moved over to kneel beside Dog. The two boys kissed aggressively, briefly, and both laid tongues and lips on Hector's cock. Lance took over sucking Hector while Dog got up to plug Krieg's mouth with his dick. After some time, Dakota then sucked Hector, and Lance sucked Krieg. They all just sort of wandered back and forth, suckling on each other. Hector made sure he got his mouth around everyone's cock.

Krieg sat on the couch while Hector straddled him. They weren't fucking...not yet...but Hector pushed his ass against Krieg's large cock. His own fat dick rubbing against Krieg's stomach as the two kissed.

Dog was on his knees in the middle of the living room area, sucking both Dakota and Lance, while those two boys kissed. However, the three paused momentarily as Hector lubed himself and began to impale his ass onto Krieg's cock. Dog absent-mindedly played with Lance and Dakota's cocks, one in each hand, as all three looked over to Hector and Krieg.

"Unh! Fuuuck!" Hector whined, Krieg's large cock penetrating his plump ass. "Fuck!" he exclaimed again. He lowered himself slowly onto Krieg, his own dick softening some as he did. It took some work, but finally, Hector got his bubble butt around Krieg's cock. He sat still for a moment, adjusting, as he kissed Krieg. He could feel Krieg's large, uncut dick pulsing in his ass. Getting it in was the difficult part - getting adjusted was easy by comparison. Hector soon began to bounce, riding Krieg's cock, and his own stiffened up again quickly.

Lance knelt on the couch, next to his best friend. His forearms rested on the back of the couch, while his knees were on the cushion. Dog buried his face in Lance's ass, licking and lapping. Dakota walked around the back side of the couch to plug Lance's mouth with his cock. Hector kept riding Krieg, and they both looked over to the scene unfolding next to them. Lance whined from Dog eating his ass, but his sounds were muffled around Dakota's hard cock. Krieg reached up to glide his hand around on Lance's back, even pushing forward on the back of Lance's head. He took Dakota's cock in his hand, and began to tease his best friend's lips with it. He bapped Lance's cheeks and lips with Dakota's hard cock, letting Lance have it again finally. With his right hand, Krieg groped Dakota's balls, while his left hand was wrapped around Hector's cock.

Soon, Dog was penetrating Lance. He began fucking him in the fast, aggressive way that Lance had grown accustomed to. Dog's thrusts pushed Lance forward, taking Dakota's cock deeper into his mouth by default. This was the status quo for a few minutes, until Hector wanted a go at Lance's ass.

Hector got off Krieg and Dog pulled out of Lance. Smoothly, casually, the two switched spots. Hector lined himself up behind Lance after lubing his cock, and he just pushed his fat, uncut shaft right into Lance's eager ass.

"Unh!!!" Lance whined as Hector shoved into him. Hector himself began to grunt as he started fucking Lance.

Krieg held his hard, sticky cock upright while he fondled Dakota's balls. He turned his head towards Dog, who was reaching behind him to lube his ass.

"Are you going to...bottom?" Krieg asked, actually surprised, but teasing Dog.

"Might as well." he shrugged casually as he threw his legs over Krieg's lap. Once straddling his lead singer, Dog reached back behind him to grab Krieg's cock. He found his own hole easily, and pushed downward. "OOOF!" Dog blurted out.

"Easy, dude. Take it easy." Krieg coached, his hands gently on Dog's legs.

Surprisingly, Dog didn't have that much more trouble. In fact, he slid himself down onto Krieg's cock rather easily. Of course, he moaned "Fuuuuuuuuck!" extremely loudly. Of course it was uncomfortable, and of course it hurt even, but Dog always was a "go big or go home" type of guy. Besides, it started feeling better in no time.

Krieg soon discovered that Dog rode cock like he fucked ass - fast and hard. Dog was bouncing himself aggressively up and down Krieg's shaft, his own hard cock bouncing off Krieg, leaving a trail of precum. Dog's large, lowhanging balls rested on Krieg's body as well, low enough that they never really lost contact with Krieg's skin.

With a firm grip on Lance's hips, Hector plunged his meaty cock in and out of Lance's ass, over and over again. Lance whined, still stifled by Dakota's cock.

"Fuck, your ass is tight!" Krieg groaned. Dog simply grinned and leaned in for some aggressive kisses. "You're gonna fuckin...break my dick off." Krieg added, mashing his lips against Dog's once more. Krieg reached back, grasping onto Dog's taut ass cheeks as they bounced up and down on his cock.

Dakota got a wild hair up his ass and began to climb up onto the couch. He at first stood next to Krieg, to get his cock sucked for a moment. But he soon sat on the back of the couch, straddling Krieg in a way. Dakota essentially teabagged Krieg, sitting with each long, hairy leg on either side of their lead singer's body. His hard cock jutted out above Krieg's head, and Dog leaned forward to suck it. Dakota then slid to the side just a bit, and Krieg sat upright more, pulling Dog along with him. Krieg's left cheek now rested against Dakota's inner left thigh. Dog's face slid past Krieg's as he continued to suck on Dakota's cock. And when Dog wasn't sucking Dakota's cock, Dakota bapped it against the right side of Krieg's face.

Lance reached over to grope Dakota's right thigh, sliding his hand up, first reaching his balls. He then grabbed Dakota's cock and it was his turn to bap it against Krieg's face. Krieg turned his head as much as he could, and stuck his tongue out to lick at Dakota's throbbing cock. Krieg soon found Lance's fingers in his mouth, and he sucked them like he would suck a dick. Krieg watched Lance rub his face against Dakota's leg, in pure ecstasy from being fucked by Hector.

It was a mass of cocks and holes, spit and precum everywhere. Moans, whines, and groans echoed from all five boys throughout the apartment. Krieg kissed Dog while having Dakota's hard cock against his face. Dog sucked Dakota. Lance licked Dakota's leg. Hector continued to fuck Lance, while getting his fingers sucked by Dog.

Finally...

"I'm gonna cum!" Hector announced. He continued pumping his fat dick into Lance's ass, Krieg watching Hector's tan chest undulate. Soon, Hector moaned louder, and he pushed forward aggressively, lurching Lance's body in the same direction. "Unnhhhh!" Hector moaned, unloading into Lance's ass. He held his cock still, deep, as he came. "Mmmm...fuuuuuck!" he announced again, and Lance whined to match Hector's noises.

Once Hector was done, he pulled out. Lance flipped over, sitting beside Krieg, while Hector dropped to the floor to suck his cock. Lance wrapped his left arm around Dakota's right leg, holding it while getting blown.

Dog was sucking Dakota's cock, and Dakota soon announced he was ready. "I'm close!" he whined. Dakota held his cock at the base while Dog continued sucking it. Once he whined again, Dog moved his mouth, sitting more upright. Dakota only had to tug himself once or twice before he came, his load spurting out across both Krieg and Dog. Wave after wave splattered on the two boys, coating their torsos with a field of cum. When he was done unloading, Dakota let his cock go. The sticky, still-hard shaft throbbed and rubbed against Krieg's face. It dripped a bit onto Krieg's shoulder.

"Me too!" Krieg soon said, out of breath. Dog grasped Krieg's head on either side.

"Cum in my ass, motherfucker." he said, bouncing hard on Krieg's cock. Within a second, Dog got his wish. Krieg moaned, his face contorted, Dakota's cock bouncing off it. He shot hard into Dog's tight ass, thrusting upward and throwing Dog off balance a bit. Dog didn't stop grinding as Krieg came; he continued to bounce the cum right of his friend's large cock.

Dog grabbed his own leaking, throbbing dick, and jerked it aggressively. His knuckles slid against Krieg's body, and the look on his face was that of determination and ecstasy. His moans gave it away, but he didn't verbalize his impending orgasm. Rather, Dog simply moaned loudly and began to cum on Krieg's torso. He got trembly and whiny as he came, his ass clenching tight around Krieg's still-hard, but spent cock. His load coated Krieg's chest before he was done.

Lance's arm was between the back of the couch and Dakota's leg; his forearm brushing against Dakota's calf. With his hand, Lance touched Krieg's sticky chest and nipple, unsure whether the cum he was touching was Dakota's or Dog's. He soon whined, and it was obvious he was going to cum. Hector kept blowing him, and soon got a mouthful of Lance's cum. He swallowed it down as he sucked Lance's cock whole, sending shivers through Lance's nude body.

All at once, they were done. The five stayed relatively still, basking in their afterglow, panting, with heaving chests. Dog could feel Krieg's cock still throbbing in his ass. Everyone's cocks were slowly starting to deflate, at various speeds. Dog leaned forward, pressing his sweaty chest against Krieg's cum-covered chest. He kissed Krieg and then said, "Next time, YOU bottom."

"Pfft!" Krieg muttered, sarcasm heavy in his voice.

 

[laptoper]

Nice, but I reckon he wont bottom till he meets Ryan again

 

[Brian S]

"Unnh!" Camden whined as he pushed his bare ass back against Ryan's face. Ryan's tongue lapped and licked at his ass, dampening it and his own face at the same time. Waves of pleasure coursed through Camden's ass, through his body, causing him to shudder gently. They were nearly on minute 10 of Ryan eating his ass when Camden finally begged, "Fuck me."

Though both of them were hoping to move past using condoms, Ryan still used one this time. Camden waited, ass up, for Ryan to suit up and grab the lube. Ryan did so, but then surprised Camden by having him roll onto his back. Ryan knelt on the bed between the boy's legs, hoisting them up a bit. Camden couldn't help but play with himself a little, as he watched Ryan's torso inch closer to him. He felt Ryan's lubed head, at first delicately teasing his hole. But then he saw Ryan's torso lurch forward a bit, and simultaneously felt his cock push its way inside his ass.

"Unngggh!" Camden whined as he was being penetrated. "Fuck!" he whimpered.

Ryan pushed on, Camden being fairly adept at taking a cock in his ass. It wasn't long before Ryan was balls deep in Camden, and he wished he had a bigger cock - not out of shame for his size, but just because he wanted more cock to put into the boy. He began to thrust.

"Unh!" Camden whined again. "Fuck me!"

Ryan thrust harder, looking down at Camden's face, at his open mouth which moaned and whined. He held the boy's legs as he thrust, pushing his cheek against one of Camden's calves before kissing it. Camden's body lurched with each thrust, as Ryan picked up both speed and intensity.

"Fuck yeah..." Camden moaned.

"Yeah you like this?" Ryan asked, his voice nearly taunting.

"Fuck yeah I do. Fuck me!" Camden whined.

Ryan did as the boy wanted, looking down at Camden's body, petite by comparison. Camden's hard cock bounced and wobbled with each thrust, and the boy felt his own chest and nipples. Camden looked up at Ryan's heaving, broad chest, at his arms wrapped around his legs, holding them up. He fixated on Ryan's torso hair - such a manly man, a mechanic daddy. Ryan had said a couple of things to Camden in the recent past which led Camden to believe that Ryan hadn't always been sure of himself. He couldn't imagine this hot, hairy beast, this fuck stud, being insecure. Ryan ticked off all of Camden's boxes; he was everything Camden loved about men: the blue collar job, being slightly older, the hairy chest, the white briefs, the aggressive fucking, and the stamina. Everything about Ryan turned Camden on.

"You're so fuckin' hot..." Camden said, half-whispered as he was panting.

Ryan continued to have his way with the boy, fucking him aggressively, pushing his cock into Camden's ass hard, over and over again. The bed began to rock and squeak a bit. Ryan's hips slapped against Camden, and both their sounds of lust filled the air - Ryan's grunting and Camden's whining.

After a fairly long fuck session, Ryan was finally close. "I'm gonna cum!" he growled. He pulled his cock out, took the rubber off, and began to jack himself as Camden lowered his legs to the bed. Within a moment, Ryan was shooting. His load, at first, spurted onto Camden's balls. The next shot hit the underside of Camden's dick, and the subsequent shots spurted onto Camden's chest and stomach. As Ryan's orgasm began to wind down, he was again spurting onto Camden's cock and balls.

Without missing a beat, Ryan dove down, sucking on Camden's cum-covered cock. He tasted his own salty load, turned on by the fact that he'd cum all over the boy's cock and balls. He loved the juxtaposition of his salty, manly, thick load all over Camden's smooth, pretty, silky cock. He sucked Camden hard, and it didn't take long.

"I'm gonna..." Camden whined, breathlessly. Ryan kept sucking, and soon the boy lurched and whined, shooting his load into Ryan's eager mouth. Ryan swallowed it down, noticing a distinct difference in taste between his cum and Camden's cum. Camden whined and held Ryan's head gently as he finished shooting down the man's throat.

Spent, Ryan collapsed next to Camden on his bed. Camden lightly touched his throbbing, wet cock and his balls, out of habit. "Fuck." he said, breathlessly on an exhale.

"That was goooood." Ryan moaned.

"Yeah it was." Camden agreed.

After several minutes of basking in their afterglow, Ryan said, "You can use my shower if you want."

"Can I? That'd be cool." Camden said, giggling a bit as he gestured towards the mess on his torso.

The two got up and Ryan walked him to the bathroom, where he started the shower. Camden couldn't help but look at Ryan's plump, bent-over ass. "You're so fucking hot." he said again.

"You're hot." Ryan said, as he turned around. He planted a kiss on Camden's lips; a slow, sensual kiss. As Camden climbed in, Ryan headed downstairs to the main floor bathroom. He wanted a smoke, and he also wanted to take a quick rinse.

Several minutes later, Ryan returned upstairs, naked. As he entered his room, he saw Camden pulling on his light blue Hanes briefs. "Whatcha doing?" Ryan asked.

"Oh, I...I figured it was time to go." Camden said, smiling.

Ryan shrugged. "You don't HAVE to. If you don't want."

"Oh...uh...do you want me to?" Camden asked, simply used to parting ways with his hookups.

Ryan didn't verbally answer. Instead, he sauntered over to Camden and placed his fingers gently inside Camden's waistband. He pulled downward, taking Camden's briefs down again, and the boy stepped out of them. Ryan touched Camden's soft cock, just to touch it, and gave him a peck on the lips, finally saying, "I want you to stay."

 

[Allen67]

I feel so different now. I'm noticing men more...all types of men. Doesn't seem to matter what they look like. I'll look at a 45 year old's butt in some tight khakis or a 20 year old's bouncing dick in basketball shorts just the same. I'm so horny lately. I can't get enough! Jacking off every day...two times a day...three times a day some days.

Funny, I used to be able to wrap my head around my thoughts...at least a little. Used to be able to explain them away or, ya know, come up with some reasoning. And the thoughts bugged me. Now? Now I got no Earthly explanation for my actions; can't even begin to understand them or explain them. Only difference is, I don't mind. The thoughts don't bug me anymore. I mean, I'm...I'm essentially a gay man these days. At least I'm living as if I was. Now, do I still find women attractive? Of course. I don't miss being with one, though. I don't miss the chase. I don't miss the sex. I don't miss the entanglement; I can fuck one of those guys and send them on their way. I don't have to worry about...feelings. Talking. Jealousy.

Life's crazy. Funny what can happen when you take some time to be honest with yourself. Now I wonder how many opportunities I missed because I couldn't be honest with myself. Wonder how different my life would be if I hadn't wasted those years.

Guess a man could go crazy thinking about the "what ifs" and chasing threads that never happened. Only thing to do is live in the moment. Live for now. Be honest with yourself and do what you want to do.

Just gotta enjoy myself and take life as it comes. And right now, that means fucking some guys.



Great story. When Ryan is reflecting on himself, I identify with so many of his thoughts.

 

[laptoper]

"Unnh!" Camden whined as he pushed his bare ass back against Ryan's face. Ryan's tongue lapped and licked at his ass, dampening it and his own face at the same time. Waves of pleasure coursed through Camden's ass, through his body, causing him to shudder gently. They were nearly on minute 10 of Ryan eating his ass when Camden finally begged, "Fuck me."

Though both of them were hoping to move past using condoms, Ryan still used one this time. Camden waited, ass up, for Ryan to suit up and grab the lube. Ryan did so, but then surprised Camden by having him roll onto his back. Ryan knelt on the bed between the boy's legs, hoisting them up a bit. Camden couldn't help but play with himself a little, as he watched Ryan's torso inch closer to him. He felt Ryan's lubed head, at first delicately teasing his hole. But then he saw Ryan's torso lurch forward a bit, and simultaneously felt his cock push its way inside his ass.

"Unngggh!" Camden whined as he was being penetrated. "Fuck!" he whimpered.

Ryan pushed on, Camden being fairly adept at taking a cock in his ass. It wasn't long before Ryan was balls deep in Camden, and he wished he had a bigger cock - not out of shame for his size, but just because he wanted more cock to put into the boy. He began to thrust.

"Unh!" Camden whined again. "Fuck me!"

Ryan thrust harder, looking down at Camden's face, at his open mouth which moaned and whined. He held the boy's legs as he thrust, pushing his cheek against one of Camden's calves before kissing it. Camden's body lurched with each thrust, as Ryan picked up both speed and intensity.

"Fuck yeah..." Camden moaned.

"Yeah you like this?" Ryan asked, his voice nearly taunting.

"Fuck yeah I do. Fuck me!" Camden whined.

Ryan did as the boy wanted, looking down at Camden's body, petite by comparison. Camden's hard cock bounced and wobbled with each thrust, and the boy felt his own chest and nipples. Camden looked up at Ryan's heaving, broad chest, at his arms wrapped around his legs, holding them up. He fixated on Ryan's torso hair - such a manly man, a mechanic daddy. Ryan had said a couple of things to Camden in the recent past which led Camden to believe that Ryan hadn't always been sure of himself. He couldn't imagine this hot, hairy beast, this fuck stud, being insecure. Ryan ticked off all of Camden's boxes; he was everything Camden loved about men: the blue collar job, being slightly older, the hairy chest, the white briefs, the aggressive fucking, and the stamina. Everything about Ryan turned Camden on.

"You're so fuckin' hot..." Camden said, half-whispered as he was panting.

Ryan continued to have his way with the boy, fucking him aggressively, pushing his cock into Camden's ass hard, over and over again. The bed began to rock and squeak a bit. Ryan's hips slapped against Camden, and both their sounds of lust filled the air - Ryan's grunting and Camden's whining.

After a fairly long fuck session, Ryan was finally close. "I'm gonna cum!" he growled. He pulled his cock out, took the rubber off, and began to jack himself as Camden lowered his legs to the bed. Within a moment, Ryan was shooting. His load, at first, spurted onto Camden's balls. The next shot hit the underside of Camden's dick, and the subsequent shots spurted onto Camden's chest and stomach. As Ryan's orgasm began to wind down, he was again spurting onto Camden's cock and balls.

Without missing a beat, Ryan dove down, sucking on Camden's cum-covered cock. He tasted his own salty load, turned on by the fact that he'd cum all over the boy's cock and balls. He loved the juxtaposition of his salty, manly, thick load all over Camden's smooth, pretty, silky cock. He sucked Camden hard, and it didn't take long.

"I'm gonna..." Camden whined, breathlessly. Ryan kept sucking, and soon the boy lurched and whined, shooting his load into Ryan's eager mouth. Ryan swallowed it down, noticing a distinct difference in taste between his cum and Camden's cum. Camden whined and held Ryan's head gently as he finished shooting down the man's throat.

Spent, Ryan collapsed next to Camden on his bed. Camden lightly touched his throbbing, wet cock and his balls, out of habit. "Fuck." he said, breathlessly on an exhale.

"That was goooood." Ryan moaned.

"Yeah it was." Camden agreed.

After several minutes of basking in their afterglow, Ryan said, "You can use my shower if you want."

"Can I? That'd be cool." Camden said, giggling a bit as he gestured towards the mess on his torso.

The two got up and Ryan walked him to the bathroom, where he started the shower. Camden couldn't help but look at Ryan's plump, bent-over ass. "You're so fucking hot." he said again.

"You're hot." Ryan said, as he turned around. He planted a kiss on Camden's lips; a slow, sensual kiss. As Camden climbed in, Ryan headed downstairs to the main floor bathroom. He wanted a smoke, and he also wanted to take a quick rinse.

Several minutes later, Ryan returned upstairs, naked. As he entered his room, he saw Camden pulling on his light blue Hanes briefs. "Whatcha doing?" Ryan asked.

"Oh, I...I figured it was time to go." Camden said, smiling.

Ryan shrugged. "You don't HAVE to. If you don't want."

"Oh...uh...do you want me to?" Camden asked, simply used to parting ways with his hookups.

Ryan didn't verbally answer. Instead, he sauntered over to Camden and placed his fingers gently inside Camden's waistband. He pulled downward, taking Camden's briefs down again, and the boy stepped out of them. Ryan touched Camden's soft cock, just to touch it, and gave him a peck on the lips, finally saying, "I want you to stay."

very very nice

 

[laptoper]

"Unnh!" Camden whined as he pushed his bare ass back against Ryan's face. Ryan's tongue lapped and licked at his ass, dampening it and his own face at the same time. Waves of pleasure coursed through Camden's ass, through his body, causing him to shudder gently. They were nearly on minute 10 of Ryan eating his ass when Camden finally begged, "Fuck me."

Though both of them were hoping to move past using condoms, Ryan still used one this time. Camden waited, ass up, for Ryan to suit up and grab the lube. Ryan did so, but then surprised Camden by having him roll onto his back. Ryan knelt on the bed between the boy's legs, hoisting them up a bit. Camden couldn't help but play with himself a little, as he watched Ryan's torso inch closer to him. He felt Ryan's lubed head, at first delicately teasing his hole. But then he saw Ryan's torso lurch forward a bit, and simultaneously felt his cock push its way inside his ass.

"Unngggh!" Camden whined as he was being penetrated. "Fuck!" he whimpered.

Ryan pushed on, Camden being fairly adept at taking a cock in his ass. It wasn't long before Ryan was balls deep in Camden, and he wished he had a bigger cock - not out of shame for his size, but just because he wanted more cock to put into the boy. He began to thrust.

"Unh!" Camden whined again. "Fuck me!"

Ryan thrust harder, looking down at Camden's face, at his open mouth which moaned and whined. He held the boy's legs as he thrust, pushing his cheek against one of Camden's calves before kissing it. Camden's body lurched with each thrust, as Ryan picked up both speed and intensity.

"Fuck yeah..." Camden moaned.

"Yeah you like this?" Ryan asked, his voice nearly taunting.

"Fuck yeah I do. Fuck me!" Camden whined.

Ryan did as the boy wanted, looking down at Camden's body, petite by comparison. Camden's hard cock bounced and wobbled with each thrust, and the boy felt his own chest and nipples. Camden looked up at Ryan's heaving, broad chest, at his arms wrapped around his legs, holding them up. He fixated on Ryan's torso hair - such a manly man, a mechanic daddy. Ryan had said a couple of things to Camden in the recent past which led Camden to believe that Ryan hadn't always been sure of himself. He couldn't imagine this hot, hairy beast, this fuck stud, being insecure. Ryan ticked off all of Camden's boxes; he was everything Camden loved about men: the blue collar job, being slightly older, the hairy chest, the white briefs, the aggressive fucking, and the stamina. Everything about Ryan turned Camden on.

"You're so fuckin' hot..." Camden said, half-whispered as he was panting.

Ryan continued to have his way with the boy, fucking him aggressively, pushing his cock into Camden's ass hard, over and over again. The bed began to rock and squeak a bit. Ryan's hips slapped against Camden, and both their sounds of lust filled the air - Ryan's grunting and Camden's whining.

After a fairly long fuck session, Ryan was finally close. "I'm gonna cum!" he growled. He pulled his cock out, took the rubber off, and began to jack himself as Camden lowered his legs to the bed. Within a moment, Ryan was shooting. His load, at first, spurted onto Camden's balls. The next shot hit the underside of Camden's dick, and the subsequent shots spurted onto Camden's chest and stomach. As Ryan's orgasm began to wind down, he was again spurting onto Camden's cock and balls.

Without missing a beat, Ryan dove down, sucking on Camden's cum-covered cock. He tasted his own salty load, turned on by the fact that he'd cum all over the boy's cock and balls. He loved the juxtaposition of his salty, manly, thick load all over Camden's smooth, pretty, silky cock. He sucked Camden hard, and it didn't take long.

"I'm gonna..." Camden whined, breathlessly. Ryan kept sucking, and soon the boy lurched and whined, shooting his load into Ryan's eager mouth. Ryan swallowed it down, noticing a distinct difference in taste between his cum and Camden's cum. Camden whined and held Ryan's head gently as he finished shooting down the man's throat.

Spent, Ryan collapsed next to Camden on his bed. Camden lightly touched his throbbing, wet cock and his balls, out of habit. "Fuck." he said, breathlessly on an exhale.

"That was goooood." Ryan moaned.

"Yeah it was." Camden agreed.

After several minutes of basking in their afterglow, Ryan said, "You can use my shower if you want."

"Can I? That'd be cool." Camden said, giggling a bit as he gestured towards the mess on his torso.

The two got up and Ryan walked him to the bathroom, where he started the shower. Camden couldn't help but look at Ryan's plump, bent-over ass. "You're so fucking hot." he said again.

"You're hot." Ryan said, as he turned around. He planted a kiss on Camden's lips; a slow, sensual kiss. As Camden climbed in, Ryan headed downstairs to the main floor bathroom. He wanted a smoke, and he also wanted to take a quick rinse.

Several minutes later, Ryan returned upstairs, naked. As he entered his room, he saw Camden pulling on his light blue Hanes briefs. "Whatcha doing?" Ryan asked.

"Oh, I...I figured it was time to go." Camden said, smiling.

Ryan shrugged. "You don't HAVE to. If you don't want."

"Oh...uh...do you want me to?" Camden asked, simply used to parting ways with his hookups.

Ryan didn't verbally answer. Instead, he sauntered over to Camden and placed his fingers gently inside Camden's waistband. He pulled downward, taking Camden's briefs down again, and the boy stepped out of them. Ryan touched Camden's soft cock, just to touch it, and gave him a peck on the lips, finally saying, "I want you to stay."

I detect a foursome on the way, Brighton, Parker, Camden and Ryan. Oh yeah!

 

[Dean1931]

And here I am again. Jerking like there's no tomorrow while reading the adventures of Ryan and Krieg.

 

[Brian S]

Ian and Zack got home late from the nudist camp, which was their topic of conversation for the bulk of the ride home. Excited about their long weekend there, they vowed to visit again. Neither boy told the other about getting blown by Trey; each thought they should keep it a secret from the other. Once inside, they needed to head to bed quickly, as they both had to work the next morning.

"I'ma load a bowl; help me relax." Zack said, entering his room.

"K, be right there." Ian replied, walking into his.

Both boys stripped to their underwear immediately, in their own bedrooms. What neither of them knew about each other is that they both contemplated stripping naked, but decided against it. For both of them, it still felt odd, in a way. Sure, they were already comfortable with quick nudity before, and they had just spent a long weekend naked together. But they both wondered if it was too strange to just chill naked together in their house. They didn't necessarily mind the idea, but they also didn't know how the other would feel about it. They both seemed to get a bit of a confirmation when they saw one another in their underwear.

Ian plopped down at the end of Zack's bed as Zack lit up the pipe. Taking a deep inhale, Zack handed the pipe to Ian, who also took a big pull. They began to talk about their weekend, saying nothing new, yet wanting to talk about it just the same.

"That was a crazy fuckin' weekend, man." Zack said.

"Yeah it was. Had a lot of fun!"

"Same. Wish I coulda at least got Vanessa's number, but oh well."

"I can't believe we just spent three days naked." Ian laughed.

"What a fuckin' trip, right? We gotta go back."

"For sure, dude."

Once the bowl was cashed, the boys said their good nights and Ian returned to his room. In separate bedrooms, but ultimately so near one another, they both pulled off their underwear and went to bed.

The following morning, Ian was rock hard in the shower. However, he woke up late enough that he didn't think he had time for a quick wank. His cock was still raging hard as he stepped out of the shower, and as he did so, Zack let himself into the bathroom. Ian noticed that Zack's cock was perhaps semi-hard; just enough to be intriguing. Zack stole a glance at Ian's erection, but said nothing. Instead he simply turned the shower back on.

Ian would go on to have several erections through the day; more than usual. Zack had a few too, but he was more used to it. Both of them wanted to discuss with the other whether it was appropriate to masturbate more openly at home now, considering they did it several times together at the camp. Each of them felt like it was more necessary at the camp, though, and didn't want to seem weird by bringing it up. However, obviously, masturbating together at the camp was far from 'necessary'; that's just what they told themselves - and each other - to make themselves feel better about doing it. They each figured the other would think that masturbating together at home would be too odd - yet, being honest with themselves, they both didn't really care.

 

[Brian S]

Ian and Zack weren't the only ones running late that morning. About the time Ryan should have been getting out of the shower, he was instead lying on his back in bed, with Camden riding his cock.

"Mmm...fuck yeah..." he moaned, clamping his hands onto the boy's hips. He watched Camden's hard cock bounce as it dribbled precum onto his body. Camden bucked and bucked, whining and moaning. He had been on Ryan's cock for some time now.

"Gettin' close..." Ryan moaned.

"Shoot it in me." Camden whined.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Ryan didn't have to be told twice. They were already fucking without a rubber, and the two trusted each other. Camden kept bucking on Ryan's cock, his hands on Ryan's hairy chest for balance.

"Unh! Oh, fuck yeah!" Ryan moaned.

"Cum! Cum in me!" Camden whined. A split second later, Ryan did. His face clenched as he began to shoot inside Camden's ass. Shot after shot filled the boy up, and Camden didn't stop bucking while Ryan came. Once Ryan was finished, Camden got off him, lying down on the bed. Ryan wasted no time in sucking Camden's cock, knowing he could make him cum quickly. He was right; within a few short minutes, Camden whined and began cumming in Ryan's mouth. He swallowed the boy's tasty cum, quickly giving him a kiss on the lips directly after.

"Hate to cum and run...but I gotta get to work!" Ryan said.

"It's okay, I understand." Camden smiled.

Ryan dashed off nude to the bathroom, taking a quick shower. Upon returning to the bedroom, he saw that Camden was getting dressed. Hurriedly, Ryan pulled on some white briefs and told Camden how he'd like to get together again soon. Camden wholeheartedly agreed. Ryan got his clothes on much more quickly than Camden did, and Ryan told him to take his time and let himself out whenever. With a soft, quick peck on the lips, Ryan dashed out.

Camden was impressed that Ryan let him be in his house alone. He knew he was trustworthy, and he figured Ryan must have seen that in him as well. He thought about how he'd spent the night, cuddled against Ryan's manly torso, feeling safe and warm. Camden thoroughly enjoyed that, but knew he wasn't ready for a commitment. He wasn't sure that Ryan was either, or that he was even hoping for one. All Camden knew for sure was that he already couldn't wait to have sex with Ryan again.

 

[laptoper]

Ian and Zack weren't the only ones running late that morning. About the time Ryan should have been getting out of the shower, he was instead lying on his back in bed, with Camden riding his cock.

"Mmm...fuck yeah..." he moaned, clamping his hands onto the boy's hips. He watched Camden's hard cock bounce as it dribbled precum onto his body. Camden bucked and bucked, whining and moaning. He had been on Ryan's cock for some time now.

"Gettin' close..." Ryan moaned.

"Shoot it in me." Camden whined.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Ryan didn't have to be told twice. They were already fucking without a rubber, and the two trusted each other. Camden kept bucking on Ryan's cock, his hands on Ryan's hairy chest for balance.

"Unh! Oh, fuck yeah!" Ryan moaned.

"Cum! Cum in me!" Camden whined. A split second later, Ryan did. His face clenched as he began to shoot inside Camden's ass. Shot after shot filled the boy up, and Camden didn't stop bucking while Ryan came. Once Ryan was finished, Camden got off him, lying down on the bed. Ryan wasted no time in sucking Camden's cock, knowing he could make him cum quickly. He was right; within a few short minutes, Camden whined and began cumming in Ryan's mouth. He swallowed the boy's tasty cum, quickly giving him a kiss on the lips directly after.

"Hate to cum and run...but I gotta get to work!" Ryan said.

"It's okay, I understand." Camden smiled.

Ryan dashed off nude to the bathroom, taking a quick shower. Upon returning to the bedroom, he saw that Camden was getting dressed. Hurriedly, Ryan pulled on some white briefs and told Camden how he'd like to get together again soon. Camden wholeheartedly agreed. Ryan got his clothes on much more quickly than Camden did, and Ryan told him to take his time and let himself out whenever. With a soft, quick peck on the lips, Ryan dashed out.

Camden was impressed that Ryan let him be in his house alone. He knew he was trustworthy, and he figured Ryan must have seen that in him as well. He thought about how he'd spent the night, cuddled against Ryan's manly torso, feeling safe and warm. Camden thoroughly enjoyed that, but knew he wasn't ready for a commitment. He wasn't sure that Ryan was either, or that he was even hoping for one. All Camden knew for sure was that he already couldn't wait to have sex with Ryan again.

great Ryan is getting some good loving