Ryan and krieg (m/m exhibition/voyeur)

[Brian S]

Ryan and Alex, 11:17, Saturday Night:

The two men were laying side by side on the only bed in the motel room. They were jacking themselves, looking at each other.

"You really do have a nice cock, Ryan." Alex said.

"Thank you. You too." Ryan replied. He thought for a few moments and, feeling both comforted and emboldened by Alex, said, "I like the way you jack off. I like the way you look. The sounds you make."

"Thank you. Right back at ya, man. Watching you jack your cock is...oof, damn hot."

Moments later, they both erupted on themselves, each watching the other cum.

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Patrick, 11:20, Saturday Night:

Patrick was roughly fucking a new-to-the-scene, freshly 18 year old twink. He loved it when college was about to be in session again...fresh meat. The twink was cute with a tight ass and a surprisingly nice dick. But he was just a means to an end. A placeholder. As he plowed the boy from behind, all Patrick could think about was Ryan. He realized he wanted Ryan worse than he even knew before. He thought it was because he couldn't have him...that he was forbidden fruit. A personal challenge not yet fulfilled.

He pulled out, yanked the rubber off, and jacked off all over the twink's tiny, hairless ass.

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Krieg, 11:29, Saturday Night:

Krieg was fucking this lady on his bed. Blinds open, lights on, hoping internally that Ryan was watching. He hadn't seen Ryan most of the day, but he still hoped Ryan was in that darkened bedroom, furtively jacking his cock.

The woman was moaning like crazy, this woman that Krieg had basically just met. He couldn't remember her name. Daisy, Petunia...he didn't know. He knew it was a flower. He felt okay with that since it was just a quick fuck, and because she'd been calling him Craig all damn night. She wailed like a banshee as Krieg pushed into her, finally ultimately shooting into the rubber inside her pussy.

He did feel kind of shitty in a way...during the sex and afterwards, all he could think about was if Ryan saw the show or not. He purposefully stood near the window to take off his condom. Purposefully showed off his boner as much as he could.

 

[william1]

I'm blushing, man! Thank you!

This is the most addictive story I have read on here, I am traveling round Europe this week on a motorbike with hardly any internet access, but when I get chance I look to see if you have written any more..I love how the characters meet in different places but also how you do it with just a casual name drop! Keep up the great work please x

 

[seekbig13]

Man oh man. This ongoing thread has me totally wrapped. This is no longer LPSG for me... it’s the Ryan and Krieg website for me. The only thing I look for on this site anymore is an update on this thread. Just like edging... I love the an-ti-ci-pa.....tion. Thank you.

I thought I was the only one. I’ve become obsessed and can’t wait to see what happens next.

 

[Brian S]

Monday after work, Patrick was changing his clothes again, for some reason. Not that I really mind at all. He's a good example of what Alex and I talked about because I know I think Patrick is an attractive guy. I just also have no idea what I want to do about that. Part of me wishes he was straighter so I would feel more comfortable in trying to get him to jack off with me. The other part of me realizes that's a goofy statement since if he was too straight he wouldn't want to do it.

"So, you never told me. How did Friday night go with that chick?" he asked, starting to undo his work shirt.

"It was good." I said. I didn't want to tell him the truth but I didn't wanna lie about it either.

"Good? Good? Come on, man, gimme something to work with here." he chuckled as he exposed his chest to me to take off his shirt.

"Well what do you wanna know?"

"Everything, man. I'm assuming you fucked her?"

"Yeah, I did." I chuckled. Technically that wasn't lying, as I did get my dick inside her.

"Nice." he chuckled. "What else?"

I told him how we were all over each other in the entry way and in my living room. I told him that I ate her pussy and that she sucked my cock. I kept all that pretty straightforward because we actually were having a pretty good time at that point. I emphasized those parts so it would sound like we had a great time. I couldn't help but notice Patrick's briefs when he got his pants off. They were striped, horizontally, in two shades of blue. Damn, they looked good on him.

"So then what?" he asked, standing there in his underwear.

"We went upstairs and...there was a little fiasco in finding a rubber. But I found one. We fucked around some more first though. Eventually, she climbed on top of me and started riding me."

"Hot, man." Patrick said, giving his bulge a grab. "She stay for breakfast?" he asked, chuckling. He pulled his briefs down and stepped out of them, his cock wagging as he did so. Man, it looked...not soft. Far from hard, but...

I laughed. "Naw. She left."

"Proud of ya, man." Patrick said, sticking out his fist for me to bump with my own. He turned to root through his bag, offering up a profile view of his body. I could see his cock, now about a quarter hard, twitching and throbbing with every heartbeat. It was definitely on the rise. Patrick finally pulled out a jockstrap to slide into. Didn't know until that point that I found jockstraps to be kind of sexy. Well...really sexy. But the contents in it are what did it for me.

I was pretty glad I didn't have to come up with some elaborate lie to tell Patrick, but that it still came off like I had a good time. Of course in reality I didn't have a good time. In reality, I spent the day Saturday and part of Sunday with Alex. Hanging out naked, talking, beating off. We worked out four loads in our time together this past weekend. He also talked me through so much. Now it's just up to me to sort it all out. Maybe I am attracted to guys more than I realize. After all, standing there watching Patrick stuff his partially hard cock into a jockstrap was pretty...pretty fucking great.

"Hey man, we should hang out again sometime." I said. "And I promise not to bail on you."

He chuckled. "I'd like that, man."

When I got home from work, I stripped naked and hit the deck with a beer and some smokes. I'm trying to get as much outdoor nude time in before it gets too cold to do so. As I sat there, I heard the familiar sound of Krieg's back door. Looked over, and Krieg had just stepped out, naked, for a smoke.

"Hey man!" I hollered. His face lit up a bit and once he got his smoke lit, he sauntered casually across the driveway. His big uncut cock swung and bounced from thigh to thigh.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"Good. Been a while." I pointed out.

"Yeah it has, man. Whatcha been up to?"

"Oh not much. You?"

"Same, same." he said. "Damn, we won't be able to do this much longer, huh?"

"I know. It sucks. Wish we lived in Arizona or something." I laughed.

"No doubt, man."

"We'll just have to smoke inside I guess, or get all bundled up."

"Yeah. I'll have to go with that second option. My dad would kill me if I smoked in the house."

"Too bad. Well, you could always come over and smoke in mine. My bathroom's got an exhaust vent. It's not perfect, but it helps keep the smell down in the rest of the house."

"We could just quit." Krieg laughed.

"True, we could do that." I said.

"But thanks, man. That's good to know. Just sucks that I won't be able to pop out naked for one." he laughed.

"Well, you can...you can be naked at my place. If you want, that is."

"Ah, I see. Good to know." he said. We hung out for a little longer before Krieg had to go get ready for work. I stared at his cute butt as he walked back across the driveway, and I didn't even feel bad about myself for doing so.

 

[Brian S]

*****2011*****

Patrick had gone to a New Year's party at a friend's house. It was full of people he knew, people he went to school with. He and one of his best friends, Adam, had gotten pretty shitfaced together, and walked the few blocks back to Adam's house. He was on break from college too, but his parents were out of town.

The two stripped down to their underwear to lay down; Patrick in blue briefs and Adam in some cheap, green plaid boxers. The two laid there laughing and carrying on, getting vaguely caught up with each other. Eventually, the conversation turned to their longtime friendship. That led to them laughing about how they used to show off their cocks to each other, and the handful of times they beat off together. Patrick shifted his head on his pillow, and noticed that Adam's cock was partially visible through his puckered open fly.

"Geez, man, you're playing show and tell right now." Patrick said. He only meant to point at it, but his drunken depth perception caused him to actually nudge his fingertip against Adam's partially exposed dick. They laughed about it.

"It's been a while since we did that!" Adam laughed. Patrick laughed too, but then an awkward silence fell over them. Adam broke it by suggesting, "For old time's sake?"

Patrick shrugged. "Yeah, why the hell not?"

Giggling, the two boys reached down and pulled down their own underwear. They each held their cocks upright, both mostly limp. They just sort of laughed and vaguely talked about their dicks together. Neither of them tried to get hard, but it happened naturally. Before too long, they were both holding their own erections.

"I think I'm bigger." Adam said.

"No way. I'm bigger." Patrick countered.

The two debated back and forth until Patrick got up, pulling his briefs off entirely. "Fuck it. Get up. We'll see about this."

Adam got off the bed, knowing what they were about to do. They'd done it a few times back in the day. He pulled his boxers off and approached Patrick. The two stood in front of each other, and got close. They lined their dicks up, side by side. Their shafts touched. Adam's head butted against Patrick's pubic hair, and Patrick's head fell juuuuust short.

"Ha, I win." Adam said.

"Okay, okay. Ain't exactly scientific, but I'll give it to you on the length...barely. But I'm fatter."

"Yeah you are." Adam said, and Patrick couldn't help but note the tone in Adam's voice. Adam reached up with his other hand and started feeling Patrick's cock.

"What are you doing?" Patrick asked, trying to keep it light.

"Just feeling it. Is that okay?"

"I mean...yeah. Yeah it's fine."

Adam ran his hand delicately along Patrick's fat shaft. After some time, Patrick found himself touching Adam's long, slightly skinny cock. Adam had wanted to tell Patrick what he'd discovered about himself since they last hung out together, but hadn't yet. He figured this was probably the way he was going to do it. He reached up and felt Patrick's chest, lightly touching a nipple.

"Adam...what are we doing?" Patrick asked, softly and surprised.

"Is it bothering you?"

Patrick thought for a few moments. "I mean...not really."

The two laid down again and played with each other's cocks. Patrick was surprised to find just how much he wasn't bothered by it. How much he, in fact, enjoyed it.

Adam spat in his hand and started really working Patrick's cock.

"Are you...are you going to get me off?" Patrick asked, unsure of the situation.

"If you'll let me." Adam said.

"Yeah...yeah I'll let you." Patrick said, succumbing to how good it all felt.

"I was actually hoping..." Adam started.

"Hoping what?"

"That I could...maybe...put my mouth there?"

"On my dick?"

"Yeah."

"You wanna...you wanna blow me?!?"

"I'd love to blow you. Again, if you're cool with it."

"I've never...really had a blowjob before." Patrick admitted.

"Well then you deserve one, don't you?" Adam said, chuckling.

"I can't blow you back." Patrick said.

"That's fine." Adam replied, working Patrick's cock.

"Yeah..." Patrick whispered. "Yeah. Do it."

Adam grinned and kissed Patrick's chest some before going down to his cock. He didn't waste much time; he put Patrick's thick, hard cock in his mouth.

Patrick shuddered and exclaimed, "Adam!" He didn't know what else to say. It felt incredible. Instinct took over as Adam bobbed up and down on his cock, and Patrick put his hand on the back of Adam's head. "Adam! Fuck! Fuck, man!"

Patrick didn't give Adam a warning because he didn't realize he was so close to cumming. It was just a series of "fucks" and "Adams" and then he whined loudly, his whole body convulsed and he shot into his friend's mouth. It took Adam by surprise, but he managed to swallow Patrick's hefty, thick load. "Fuck, Adam! Fuck! Oh fuck!" he whined. Suddenly, it was over as quickly as it began, and Patrick shivered while he panted. "Jesus..." he muttered. Adam laid next to Patrick, a wide grin on his face. Both boys knew that Patrick didn't exactly last a long time, but it WAS Patrick's first blowjob.

"That was soooo good." Patrick cooed while Adam started to jack his own cock. Patrick laid there momentarily, collecting himself. He looked over at Adam tugging his dick. He felt the urge to help him, so he did. He spat in his right hand and reached over, taking the cock from Adam. His arm was draped across Adam's torso as he tugged his friend off.

Patrick was doing it, but could barely look at his buddy. He just found it too awkward to look Adam in the face while he was yanking his dick. Adam's moans became louder and more frequent until he finally said, "Fuck, Patrick...you're gonna make me cum." Patrick found a renewed vigor in jacking his buddy, and he looked over at him finally. Adam had his eyes shut part of the time, the other part of the time he looked down at Patrick jacking his own cock. "Fuck!" Adam exclaimed loudly before shooting. Patrick watched Adam's cock, the first shot shooting almost straight up and then landing on Patrick's wrist. The next shot hit Patrick's forearm. As Adam unloaded, Patrick's arm took the brunt of it.

Soon, Adam was done and Patrick laid there, holding Adam's throbbing, sticky hardon. He gave it another squeeze and that made a little bit of cum leak out, and also made Adam shudder. "Fuuuck. Great handjob." Adam said, meaning it.

"Yeah?" Patrick asked, oddly feeling proud of himself. He also felt oddly about what just happened. He thought it was strange that not only did he not care that it happened, he was glad it did. He felt...turned on?

 

[Brian S]

I'm so fucking horny right now. Patrick has changed clothes every single day this week, and here it is Thursday already. Four days so far of seeing him in his underwear...four days of seeing his cock. He obviously bought some new underwear; he's wearing briefs these days. Blue stripes, lime green, orange, aqua...pretty cute. Well, pretty hot. With each day, I've wanted to jack off with him more and more. I'm just still do damn hesitant to bring it up. After what happened before, I mean. I don't want it to ruin our friendship - we just got back on track. And I don't want to make him think I might be into doing more with him. I'd just like to jack it with him, watch him playing with that fat cock until he cums. Wow. I'm surprising myself more and more these days. Well, I was before, but the only difference is I'm trying to learn to accept it. To run with it. Like Alex told me, I should do what I wanna do and not worry about it. Well, I really wanna jack off with Patrick. Really wanna jack off with Krieg too. Basically...I just wanna jack off with someone.

Because of that, I got on grindr earlier. I was pretty determined to not let the last encounter with Raoul sour me on it. Figured I should be patient, give it time. I saw a new guy on there. He was in town for business, and he said he was looking for a "bate bud" while in town. Perfect. I messaged him, and to my surprise, he messaged back. We started a little chat, in which I found out that his name is Lucas. Lucas told me upfront and outright that he's black, and a little person. Now, damnit, I'm not about to treat someone like a novelty. But I would be lying to your face if I said I wasn't a little curious about it all. But no more curious than I've been about men in general these days. After chatting a bit, he agreed to come over.

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Well, it's a couple hours later now, and Lucas just left. We had a good time! I shook his hand when he showed up, and we restated our names. I invited him in and offered him a beer or a water or anything at all to drink. We started to talk in my living room, and he was a really nice guy.

"Are you married?" I blurted out upon seeing a ring on his finger.

"Yeah, I am." he smiled.

"Ah, cool. What's her name?"

"Adam." he said, coyly.

"Ah, shit. Sorry to assume."

"It's all right, man. Just to ease your mind, we have an arrangement. We've been together several years now, and recently started to...open up. We can do whatever, but I usually prefer some small stuff, like jacking off or light foreplay. I guess I haven't gotten used to having sex with someone else."

"Wow." I said, surprised to hear all that.

After sharing some personal stories for a while, we finally decided to strip down. We slowly got naked, both of us glancing over at one another as we did. Once nude, we sat on the couch, somewhat side by side but not squished together or nothing. We started working our own cocks, and I started looking over at his.

"You're huge." I said.

He chuckled. "It's an optical illusion...because I'm so small. I'm only 7 inches."

"Still, I'm 5 so it's big to me!" I said, chuckling. He laughed too.

I won't pretend like it wasn't a little awkward. For no reason other than we barely knew each other. I'm sure I was a little stiff, no pun intended. I watched him stroke his cock though, and noticed it was arced in the middle, like the guy at the rest stop. His balls were slightly lopsided and looked pretty big.

"You've got a great cock." I finally blurted out, feeling...lots of things. Feeling turned on, surprised I said it, proud I said, relieved to break the silence...

"Thanks! I like yours a lot."

"Thank you. I wish it was bigger, but...what can ya do." I said.

"Well it'd be perfect for me!" he said, laughing. I liked his sense of humor - not down on himself but just enough awareness to be able to accept himself. I could stand to be more like that, I imagined.

Once we started talking more, the jacking went smoother. I really enjoyed watching him slide his hand up and down his cock, and liked the sounds he made. We edged a little, but not too long. He had to work early in the morning. When it came time to finish, we both went for it, letting it fall to chance as to who finished first. He did, only slightly before me. My jaw about fell off when he erupted! He shot SO much cum, SO far! He coated himself, and he hit me with it too. Right on my cock. In my pubes. On my hand. I came the very second that happened, I'll admit. I found that to be...pretty hot. "Friendly fire" I guess they call it. He didn't mean to cum on me, but I didn't mind. I liked it. There was something...oddly arousing about it. I finished myself off as well, and we were soon sitting there naked, holding ourselves. We both smiled, agreeing that we had a great time.

I offered him a shower or a towel. He opted for just a towel to wipe clean with. He didn't run off super fast, but he did have to get going. I'd say he spent another 15 minutes at my house naked, after we came. I was just...really pleased with the experience! Still am! It was fun, I didn't feel sexually threatened by him like I did with Raoul. Course I called Alex right away and told him all about it. He sounded proud of me!

 

[Brian S]

Patrick pulled off his aqua blue briefs and grabbed a beer out of the fridge on his way out the back door. He took a big swig of his beer before he sat at the patio table and lit a smoke. He pulled up Scruff on his phone to scroll through it. Same ol', same ol'...he thought. His luck on grindr wasn't much better. He did change his profile picture, though, which was something he did occasionally. This new pic was a close up of his treasure trail, leading southward until it disappeared behind the waistband of his underwear. A little thirst trap, he thought, chuckling out loud. He set his phone on the table and just enjoyed the night air. It was ever so slightly chillier than it had been. Won't be long before the snow's flying. Fucking hate the cold. Pretty damn hard to be a hot naked guy when there's four inches of snow on the ground. Wonder what Ryan and that little shit of a neighbor he has are gonna do when it gets cold out? Won't be able to flirt naked from across the driveway anymore. Shit, I wonder what their deal is anyway? They fuck or something? Or just stare at each other naked, waiting for something to happen?

Speaking of which...don't know how I can possibly show off more to Ryan. Been stalling naked when I change, more and more each day. Don't know how I can fuck off some more, stay naked longer. Get him to look at my cock some more. I gotta figure that guy out. Does he like dick or not? Does he like MY dick or not?

Patrick's cock was starting to chub on its own, with the thoughts of Ryan. He started working it slowly.

He just seems to fall right in a weird spot. What straight guy is just ok with seeing another guy naked every single day of the week? At work nonetheless. But what gay or bi dude wouldn't want more of me? Wouldn't say something? I gotta get him to catch me jacking it again. Somehow. Gotta up it from simple nudity into something a little more sexual. Still can't figure out that night I sucked his cock a little. He blamed me, I blamed him. But seriously, what straight guy hugs another guy, both naked, AND bumps dicks with him? Fuck, I'd love to bump dicks with him again. Over and over repeatedly until we nut.

Patrick's phone beeped with the grindr noise, so he checked it. A message from Jackson, wondering what he was up to. He didn't click it so as not to show that he had seen the message, then put his phone back down for a swig of beer.

Eh, I'm halfway there already. And Jackson's got a hot little ginger ass, but having him come over would be a whole thing. He likes me too much. Wants too much outta me. It's getting too hard to navigate around his questions. To let him down softly every time. Plus, fuck, it ain't good for him neither. He's looking for something solid, and I'm just looking for an ass to fuck. That HAS to be why I'm thinking about Ryan so much lately - I ain't had his ass yet. Fuck, would I love to. Shit, he's got a dildo bigger'n my cock, I know he could take me. I'd go slow and easy...at first. After I ate his ass of course. That football player's ass was goddamn perfect in every way. But Ryan's? Ryan's is one I wanna eat the most. It's such a hot fucking bubble ass. Might not be quiiiite as physically perfect as the football boy's, but I want it more. Love to hear Ryan's moans as I tongue his ass.

Patrick kept thinking about Ryan until he finally came on himself, shooting himself in the chest, coating his stomach and treasure trail with his own cum. The fact that Patrick had passed up fucking someone for masturbating at home wasn't lost on him.

 

[Brian S]

Krieg walked naked across the driveway to talk to Ryan, who, unbeknownst to Krieg, was scanning grindr. He put his phone down when Krieg approached.

"Hey man, so...I have to go back to Chicago." Krieg said.

"What? I mean...not forever, right?" Ryan asked, showing his panic and disappointment.

"Naw, naw. Just for a bit. My grandma died."

"Aw...shit, man...I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Thanks. It's not that big a deal. I barely knew her."

"Still." Ryan said, sympathetic to Krieg's emotions.

"Yeah, I mean...she wasn't very...uh...well let's just say if you think my dad is uptight and strict..."

"I see."

"Yeah. Probably where he got it from!" Krieg chuckled.

"So what happened with you?" Ryan asked.

"Fuck I have no idea!" Krieg laughed. His cock shook as he laughed, and Ryan noticed. Krieg noticed Ryan noticing. "Doesn't every family have a black sheep? Guess I'm it!" he said, chuckling some more.

"So how long will you be gone?"

"Uh, I dunno. I'll leave sometime in the morning, the funeral's Monday. I guess...depending on how my family's acting, I might bolt right after the funeral, might stay a while. Not too long though, I gotta get back to work."

"Gotcha." Ryan was noticing Krieg's cock slightly twitching. His own was beginning to as well. He wanted to ask Krieg to jack off with him.

Krieg was thinking similar thoughts, wanting to see Ryan jack off. Neither of them said anything to each other, for fear of how the other would react. Instead, they both went inside.

However, Ryan looked out to see Krieg's living room blinds up. The lights were on. He darted outside, barefoot and naked, to peep in the window. Sure enough, Krieg was on his couch, masturbating. He was also using his dildo on himself. Finally, Ryan thought. It felt like it had been forever since he got to just watch Krieg jack off. Since they got back to their roots, so to speak.

Inside, Krieg felt the same way. He hoped Ryan was watching. He thought it was a bold move to open his blinds specifically for that purpose. He fucked himself with his dildo, thinking about what it would be like to jack it with Ryan. Maybe even...thinking about subbing that dildo out for his real cock? Krieg was barely surprised by his thoughts anymore. He just rolled with the punches. Fantasies never hurt anyone, right?

Ryan jacked himself outside Krieg's window, watching him jack himself inside. Once Krieg started to cum on himself, Ryan let his load go too, splattering it against Krieg's foundation as he used to.

About 15 minutes later, both men stepped out their back doors - almost simultaneously - for cigarettes. Both their cocks had softened, of course, and Krieg had cleaned himself up. Krieg sauntered over to talk to Ryan again, wondering if Ryan had seen him. Hoping Ryan had seen him. Ryan thought about how naughty he felt...like he had a secret. Looking now at Krieg's flaccid cock, knowing he'd just seen it hard. Wondering what Krieg was thinking, how he was feeling about his ass. Was it still sticky with lube? Was it sore?

They both found themselves being even more charmed by the other. More than either of them had felt before. Krieg's ego had died down just enough to be possibly, potentially, sexually curious about Ryan. Ryan was starting to think it might not be so bad to play with Krieg's cock.

 

[Brian S]

Brighton tossed and turned in his bed. He was having a restless night; one of many since he did what he did with Patrick. When he officially woke up, he needed a big glass of ice water. He decided to throw caution to the wind and stroll out to the kitchen naked. His roomies were all probably asleep anyway, he figured, and they were. Nobody spotted him.

After taking several big gulps and returning to his room, Brighton sat upright on his bed, thinking.

Man, what the fuck got into me that night? Like...I know I'm a little slow on social cues and shit like that, but... Am I so fucking dumb I could let a guy talk me into that? Or am I just so easy that a guy can say the right things to me and I'll do stuff like that? I mean he WAS really flattering, but still...

And now I feel bad for flipping out at Krieg. That was pretty dumb of me. I mean, I already felt kinda dumb about it...now I feel even dumber. I don't know why I did. Like 5 minutes after I left, I thought maybe I should of done it. I think maybe I just wasn't ready for it. I thought we were just bro-ing out in our underwear and shit. Kinda didn't think Krieg would be into that stuff either. Guess I just didn't expect that at all...at least with the other guy I knew right away he was into me.

In my defense I thought I covered my bases when I told him I didn't wanna kiss on the mouth or do buttfuck stuff. Kinda figured maybe he'd blow me but I didn't even think about...the other stuff. With his tongue in my butt and all that. Didn't think he'd nut on me either. It was all kinda weird but...I dunno. I lived. It wasn't BAD just real unexpected.

I dunno, did he just say the right shit to me or what? Kinda wish Krieg wasn't leaving in the morning. I'd hang out with him again. Maybe not get drunk...take my pants off, all that. But maybe. I dunno, guess I just wanna talk to him or something. Hang out. I feel shitty for over-reacting like that. And fuck, it ain't like I don't know he looks at me when I change. Shit, half the time I do it on purpose so can't really be all that shocked that he was into me too.

 

[Dean1931]

I'm telling ya. Your writing is amazing. I've shot so many loads reading this!

 

[Brian S]

Just couldn't help myself today, could I? Krieg wasn't gone more an hour before I went over there to jack off. He told me I could come in for whatever reason, so...I don't feel too bad about it. Not like I pried my way in or nothing.

Then I went back later and was feeling rambunctious I guess. Got out his dildo. Right away I noticed it maybe was smaller than mine? Was that even possible? Brought it back over to my place to measure the two. Sure as shit, his dildo is 6 inches, mine's 7.75. Didn't even realize that! Shit, my dildo's about as big as Krieg's cock! Theoretically...I'd be fine. If I...you know, was so inclined to...do that. In a real weird way, it felt kinda nice to know I'd be...good to go, I guess you'd say. Ha!

Now that I feel like I kinda have a handle on what I want, I ordered a pizza. Figured I'd answer the door naked for Camden again. Maybe I'd even work myself hard before I answered and make a comment that I was jerking off. Something, I dunno, thought I'd play it by ear. Well, it wasn't Camden! It was some redheaded boy. He was cute enough and I thought about flashing him anyway. But decided against it at the last moment. I would have, and wanted to show him my dick, but I figured 2 boys at the same pizza place might be a bit much. Suspicious, maybe? I dunno. Hope Camden still works there! If I find he doesn't, guess I'll start showing this redheaded boy my dick instead.

I got on grindr to see what I could see. Some guy messaged me asking if I wanted to fuck. I told him I was just looking for a jack off buddy. He said ok and told me if I changed my mind, to hit him up. Weird, considering I don't have a picture or anything on my profile. His picture was pretty hot though. You could see just a little of his underwear and some pubes, maybe. Some of his stomach. He looked built about like me. Better shape though. Too bad he didn't wanna just jack off with me!

I still had Krieg's dildo, so I ran it back over. I was just planning on putting it back away, but...

Cut to five minutes later, and I got Krieg's dildo up my ass, jacking off on his bed! Ha! Yeah like I said, I just couldn't help myself. I suddenly remembered what Lance had done when I saw him using it. So...fuck it. I flipped my legs over my head, best as I could, and kept jacking it. Suddenly wished I could suck my own dick. That would solve A LOT of problems! Damn, my balls felt weird being ass over teakettle like that! They were real floppy; it was kinda nice! Got myself real close and almost chickened out at the last minute, but stayed the course.

Kept jacking, and finally came! Oh man, that was so weird. Fun, but weird. Essentially I shot on my own face! Well, not essentially, I DID shoot on my own face! Right in my dang mouth, on my neck, a little on my chest. Damn, that was more fun than I thought it would be! Tasted my own cum. I've done that before, just...not that much. When I lowered my legs down, the dildo came half out my ass. I pulled it the rest of the way out and took it to Krieg's shower with me. Washed it off and then washed my face and torso off. Dried off, dried the dildo, and went to put it back.

No fucking clue where this idea came from, but I put the dang dildo in my mouth! Not far, just the head of it mostly. Tasted weird, like some sort of rubbery plastic. Again, no clue why I did that, but I did. Guess I was just thinking not that long before that I wished I could suck my own dick. Just had the idea bouncing in my head I suppose.

Gotta admit though, I do wonder how sucking an uncut dick like Krieg's is different than sucking a cut one. Just from a scientific perspective I guess. Like is it THAT much different?

 

[Brian S]

*****2011*****

Christmas Break was about to come to a close. Since the initial night, Patrick and Adam spent a lot of time together. Patrick felt awakened. Adam came out to him as gay, and Patrick didn't know what to call himself. He did know that what he was doing felt right. Felt good.

Most of the following experiences were similar to the first: Adam would suck Patrick's cock, and Patrick in turn would jack Adam off. They began to rub their dicks together more, and one night, things changed slightly. Patrick was on top of Adam, grinding their cocks together. Patrick was consumed with the overwhelming urge to kiss Adam...so he did. It was quick and tentative at first. But after the briefest of pauses, they began making out. It was like a dam broke with Patrick. He kissed Adam aggressively, moved to his neck, down to his chest, and even licked at Adam's nipples. He continued working his way down until he got to Adam's hard cock. Without much thought, Patrick tried to swallow it whole. Of course, he gagged on it, moving his head back to cough.

"Whoa, not so fast, man. It's your first time." Adam said. Patrick chuckled. With some coaching, Adam taught Patrick how to suck cock. That first time, Adam made sure to give Patrick ample warning, and even suggested he shouldn't try to swallow, but Patrick was kind of determined to. When Adam came, Patrick choked on the cum a little, and mostly let it run out of his mouth back onto Adam's cock.

"Well, practice makes perfect." Adam shrugged.

From that point until the end of Christmas Break, Adam coached Patrick on the finer points of gay sex. Neither of them fucked the other, however, they did everything but. By the end of break, Patrick could swallow better, and he didn't cum as fast either. Adam felt Patrick had some innate stamina, but was just so turned on and overwhelmed about these new experiences that he'd been losing his load quickly. Like Adam said, practice makes perfect.

When it came time to part ways, Patrick made sure to tell Adam how much he wanted to do this again. How they shouldn't wait until summer, how they should try to meet up and hang out. Adam said that sounded like fun, but both of them knew it would be difficult being so far apart at different colleges. Patrick was determined to make it work, though. He found himself...smitten? He'd been friends with Adam for so long, but this...this was different. He had other feelings for him, bigger feelings. More intimate feelings.

 

[godard]

Still loving the story--sometimes I have to look back to figure out who some people are (like Adam?)
If you have a free moment, a list of characters with maybe on line about them might be helpful and encourage others to read your terrific story (don't mean to give you homowork...I mean homework!)

 

[Brian S]

Sunday night, Krieg was lying on his bed, naked, jacking off. He needed it after the stressful day he had with his family. His mom was weepy, but she was always weepy. His dad was strict, gruff, but he was always those things too. Especially when he was going through something he had to deal with, like the death of his mother. Rather than show emotions, he just got more uptight and demanding.

To take his mind off things, Krieg stroked himself, thinking about Ryan. That seemed to be his go-to topic lately. I need to spend more time with him. I wanna know more about him. Already been watching each other beat off for months now...ain't no reason we couldn't jack off together. I'd love to see the expression on his face when he gets his hands around my cock. He's such a damn mystery. Has he had sex with dudes or not? Has he sucked a dick? Is he bi, gay, what? It doesn't really matter, I just wanna know how much of a chance I have and how far he'd go. Probably farther than I'd go, honestly, but...I just wanna know.

I guess...I guess I kinda just like dudes now...at least a little. Damn I wish Lance was in town. He picked the one time I'm back to be gone? He could maybe help me sort some stuff out. Wonder what it is about Ryan that does it for me? Is it familiarity? Seeing him get himself off so many times? Knowing he likes watching me get off? Maybe I've just seen his dick so many times I kinda wanna touch it. Play with it. I wouldn't mind jacking off in front of him...in the same room. Wouldn't mind making him cum, with my hand. Maybe even...

Krieg stroked his cock with his right hand, and slid his left up his chest, beyond his neck, to his mouth. Almost as if by autopilot, Krieg inserted his forefinger into his mouth...deep into his mouth, to the knuckle. He swirled his tongue around the finger, completely lost in a fantasy. He wasn't specifically thinking about sucking Ryan's dick, but he wasn't NOT thinking about it either. He kept pumping his cock, feeling himself growing closer and closer. He looked down at himself, his hard dick as stiff as it had ever been; his foreskin retracted but sliding up the head with each stroke.

When he got very close, he actually moaned to himself, "I'm gonna cum..."

Just as Krieg started to spurt on himself, his dad barged in.

"Oh Jesus Christ." his dad said.

"Jesus Christ!" Krieg exclaimed. There was nothing to do about it; his cum was flying out of his cock even as his dad stood there in his robe. The robe was open enough that Krieg could see his dad's red Versace hip briefs. It wasn't intentional, Krieg knew, but either way he wasn't interested in seeing his dad in his underwear.

"Did you forget how to knock?" Krieg asked, jumping out of bed for a towel.

"Well, I didn't think you'd be violating yourself on the eve of your grandmother's funeral."

"Oh, Jesus. Still. The door was closed."

Krieg's dad didn't need anything in particular. He just wanted to check up on his son. And not in a caring way. In a domineering, controlling way.

Later, Krieg sneaked outside for a cigarette and some fresh air. He needed the alone time. As he wandered around aimlessly, thinking, he realized he could see into his dad's bedroom through the window. His mom and dad hadn't slept in the same bed for years. Curiosity got the better of him, and Krieg edged towards the window. He just wanted to see, to observe the strict dick of a father he had. He certainly didn't expect what he saw. His dad was lying on his own bed, jerking off!

Of course the fucker bashes me for doing it...then does it himself. How fucking typical of him. Weirdly nice to know my cock is bigger than his though. Krieg didn't stick around for the finish. In fact, he kind of shivered and made a gagging face as he walked away from the window.

 

[wantmore123]

"Check this shit out!" Krieg said, hopping off the hotel room bed to go to the bathroom where Lance was taking a piss. Both boys were naked.

"Jesus, taking a leak here, man." Lance teased.

"Oh, whatever." Krieg saddled up next to Lance, who was still pissing, to show him the pics he'd gotten. He scrolled through them all as Lance looked them over.

"Damn, he really fuckin cleaned that place." Lance said, shaking his dick off.

"Yeah, but just wait..." Krieg said. He kept scrolling until he came to the dick pic.

"What?!?" Lance exclaimed, laughing. "He sent you a dick pic?"

"Yeah!"

"Did you send him one back?"

"Of course not."

"You should!" Lance exclaimed.

"I'm not sending him a dick pic, man." Krieg said, laughing.

"I'll fuckin' do it!" Lance said as he tugged his dick a couple times.

"You're not sending him a dick pic either!" Krieg laughed.

"God, you're no fun. He looks impressive there!" Lance pointed out.

"I mean...it's not bad." Krieg admitted.

"Why do you think he sent it? Do you think he's going to play it off as an accident?"

"I bet that's exactly what he's going to do. He'll say he didn't mean to." Krieg said. "Jesus, why are you so hard right now?"

Lance looked down at his boner. "I dunno. I do know we should rub one out before we go."

"Why?"

"Unload the guns, man. What if we hook up with someone?"

"Fair point.", Krieg laughed.

"Well, we gotta hurry if we're gonna jerk it, shower, grab a bite, and get to the concert in time." Lance dropped his guard accidentally, and tugged on Krieg's cock to suggest that Krieg should follow him.

"Jesus, man!" Krieg said, kind of laughing. "Gettin' awful handsy."

"Sorry, man. Just wanted to hurry."

Krieg didn't entirely mind Lance grabbing his dick, but he was just surprised about it. Lance was surprising him a lot these last few days. Openly admitting to hitting on Ryan...just staring at his cock when they jacked off together...and now grabbing it. He also knew his dildo and fleshlight were not as he left them when he went to work one night. The idea of Lance using his toys didn't outright disgust him as he thought it would, but he thought it was kind of odd. Lance was being kind of odd in general.

The two boys laid on the one bed and started stroking. Sure, Krieg glanced over at Lance's cock when they did this. But Lance could barely take his eyes off Krieg's. He noticed it a lot more in the hotel room. Lance's left foot touched Krieg's right foot. A bit later, Lance bent his knee so it was pushed against Krieg's leg.

"God I wish my cock was as big and hot as yours." Lance moaned.

"You uh, you like my cock, huh?" Krieg asked, full of suspicion.

"I mean...in a way, yeah. I want it to be mine. I mean, attached to me."

"I see." Krieg said.

"I mean, I think we're a little past being able to compliment each other, right?" Lance asked.

Krieg admitted he had a good point. Maybe he was reading too much into things, and Lance was just enjoying the last of his trip, knowing they wouldn't see each other for a while again.

Lance came first, shooting onto his own stomach and pubes. Krieg followed suit and the two boys came together. They laid there only momentarily, and then jumped off the bed to hurry and get ready. Both their dicks were still hard and leaking; their cum rolled down their respective bodies. "Get in the shower." Lance said as Krieg passed by him. For effect, Lance swatted Krieg's bare ass. Krieg got in the shower, and Lance came in to brush his teeth and do what he could do to get ready. They shared the bathroom, which wasn't the first time they'd shared a bathroom in that way.

 

[wantmore123]

My balls are tied and I am edging as I read your story!! Hard not to cumm as I read this !!!!! very good!!

 

[Jake1973]

Brighton tossed and turned in his bed. He was having a restless night; one of many since he did what he did with Patrick. When he officially woke up, he needed a big glass of ice water. He decided to throw caution to the wind and stroll out to the kitchen naked. His roomies were all probably asleep anyway, he figured, and they were. Nobody spotted him.

After taking several big gulps and returning to his room, Brighton sat upright on his bed, thinking.

Man, what the fuck got into me that night? Like...I know I'm a little slow on social cues and shit like that, but... Am I so fucking dumb I could let a guy talk me into that? Or am I just so easy that a guy can say the right things to me and I'll do stuff like that? I mean he WAS really flattering, but still...

And now I feel bad for flipping out at Krieg. That was pretty dumb of me. I mean, I already felt kinda dumb about it...now I feel even dumber. I don't know why I did. Like 5 minutes after I left, I thought maybe I should of done it. I think maybe I just wasn't ready for it. I thought we were just bro-ing out in our underwear and shit. Kinda didn't think Krieg would be into that stuff either. Guess I just didn't expect that at all...at least with the other guy I knew right away he was into me.

In my defense I thought I covered my bases when I told him I didn't wanna kiss on the mouth or do buttfuck stuff. Kinda figured maybe he'd blow me but I didn't even think about...the other stuff. With his tongue in my butt and all that. Didn't think he'd nut on me either. It was all kinda weird but...I dunno. I lived. It wasn't BAD just real unexpected.

I dunno, did he just say the right shit to me or what? Kinda wish Krieg wasn't leaving in the morning. I'd hang out with him again. Maybe not get drunk...take my pants off, all that. But maybe. I dunno, guess I just wanna talk to him or something. Hang out. I feel shitty for over-reacting like that. And fuck, it ain't like I don't know he looks at me when I change. Shit, half the time I do it on purpose so can't really be all that shocked that he was into me too.

Brighton's my fave. i want to come over so I can make him feel better.

 

[Brian S]

Monday Morning -

"Oh fuck yeah...fuck yeah...fuck!" Brad exclaimed as he fucked Jessie. It was two hours until his mother's funeral, and he had his secretary up against his dresser, fucking her pussy from behind. He had her dress hiked up. His dress pants and black Versace underwear were at his ankles as he held his dress shirt up slightly. His hips slapped off her ass as he fucked her quickly and aggressively. Everyone else was gone already so they felt no need to be quiet. Jessie wailed and moaned, while Krieg's dad grunted loudly and kept repeating "fuck" in various combinations. Soon: "I'm gonna cum!" he moaned, and he came up her pussy. He knew Jessie had had some "lady problem", as he put it, and was rendered barren because of it. Which made her the perfect affair for him. Brad pulled out as soon as he got off, and immediately pulled up his underwear. He followed that with his dress pants, tucking his shirt back in while Jessie fixed her dress and found her thong.

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Camden woke up hard, still thinking about Ryan. Unable to shake thoughts of his crush, he instinctively began stroking his cock.

I wonder why he didn't show Jackson his cock? It really makes it seem like he was just showing me and only me. I mean, four times he answered the door naked for me. Four times his dick got hard in front of me. And yet...nothing for Jackson. I told Jackson the guy might be naked...but then he wasn't. When he got back, he thought the same thing...that maybe Ryan's just showing me. Next time he orders, I'll go. I'll see if he flashes me again. I hope so! I need to be more assertive. It's just tough when I'm on the clock. I don't know how much to say, what to say, and then being on the job makes it even tougher. I gotta at least suck that dick sometime!

Camden laid in bed jerking his cock until he came on himself, thinking about Ryan the entire time.

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Patrick slid his work pants over his bare ass and cock, careful not to zip himself up in the zipper. He was going to go commando to work, hopefully to get Ryan's attention. He stood in front of his mirror, adjusting his dick several times. It wouldn't stay in place, but at least he'd know what it looked like. What angle looked best. He accidentally gave himself a slight boner and thought, Well that's the best view. He was determined, somehow, to show Ryan his cock more than just while he was changing his clothes later. He figured he'd wing it, see if an opportunity arose.

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Brighton worked his cock over the sink in the bathroom. He caught glimpses of his nude body in the mirror, and it vaguely turned him on. He closed his eyes to think of all the girls he'd fucked. All the girls that had sucked his cock. The ones who praised his body and complimented his dick. As he thought about all the college girls he had scored in some way or another, little flashes of other things popped into his mind. The first was the memory of Patrick jacking off over him.

Brighton opened his eyes and stopped jacking, but kept his hand around his cock. He breathed deeply, wondering how that thought sneaked in there. Feeling he had cleared his mind, he shut his eyes and began stroking again, thinking of the girls. But here came Patrick again. He could almost feel the tongue on his ass, the mouth around his cock...he thought of girls again, but more images, more memories popped up. Parker beating off on the couch...Krieg's big, hard, uncut cock...walking in on Parker trimming...random memories of times he saw his buddy's cocks... Brighton needed to cum. He kept at it, hoping to clear his mind completely of the dicks rotating through it. As he was getting close, Parker walked in on him.

"Jesus, man!" Parker exclaimed, not really wanting to see his buddy jacking off, but not totally upset either.

"What the fuck, dude?" Brighton asked. His cock ached and throbbed in his hand.

"Thought you were in bed. I'm gonna be late for class if I don't hurry my ass up." With that, Parker dropped his boxerbriefs to turn on the shower. Brighton couldn't help but notice Parker was almost half hard, from residual morning wood. His cock wagged and jiggled as he moved about the bathroom quickly. He hopped in the shower, and Brighton just resumed what he was doing. It wouldn't take long.

Indeed, just a few strokes later, Brighton came into the sink. Of course the sight he just got of Parker's semi was what dominated his thoughts. He accidentally let out a moan, and heard the shower curtain open behind him.

"You did NOT just do what I think you did." Parker said, kind of laughing. When he saw Brighton clutching his hard cock, his legs and ass tensed yet, he added, "Boy, you nasty!" and he laughed. The mirror reflected Parker's wet, naked body. Parker didn't realize just how much he was showing, not that it ultimately mattered. But Brighton could see that Parker was now about 80% hard. Somehow he knew he'd be thinking about that at a later date.

"I was close, dude! So close, when YOU walked in on me." Brighton said, chuckling and turning just so he could show Parker his erection.

Parker chuckled. "Jesus, the semester has barely started and we've already caught each other whacking it."

 

[LICNYCgay]

Hi! Thanks for the feedback!

Rest assured, Patrick's attitude towards the men he has sex with, as well as Brighton's sudden turnabout, are both intentional plot points that I intend to unpack and explore.

To explain myself and the concept of this further: I love the idea of deeply flawed characters; people who are shades of grey instead of black or white, good or bad. Characters who aren't sure of themselves, or are discovering themselves. I love reading (and watching) porn, but at the same time I feel like the market is saturated with perfect characters who are sure of themselves, or quickly become so. Too much of the "There I was, showering after football practice. Coach walked in on me and said, "Nice cock, Smith" and dropped to his knees to suck my 10 incher." - If that makes sense. That can all be very good; I'm not knocking it at all. It has its purpose and I've enjoyed that type of writing myself. I've produced that type of writing myself. I'm just very interested in flaws, characters making mistakes, or improving themselves. I'm also very interested in the idea that not everyone is going to get what they want; not everyone gets a happy ending.

I really hope my response hasn't come off as defensive; merely wanted to let you know that I do fully intend on addressing both these things. In all actuality, I'm kind of glad to hear that Patrick is rubbing guys the wrong way - it means I'm on the right track! And thank you for reading this yarn! It's gotten way bigger than I intended when I started out, but I'm having a blast and have absolutely no intentions of slowing down. Truly, I appreciate you and everyone who is reading this.

Just to be devils advocate here, I kind of like Patrick just the way he is. Write it how you want.

 

[Brian S]

After the funeral, Krieg was going to slip away quietly and not tell anyone he left. He couldn't deal being around his family any longer. His dad was as obnoxious and douchey as ever, and his mom was such a pitiful, weepy wallflower. His Aunts and Uncles weren't much better, nor were his cousins. When he left the cemetery, instead of going to the banquet hall for the luncheon, he drove back to his parents' house to pack.

The church was hot, the cemetery was hot Krieg had sweat through most of his clothes and, not really wanting to start an 11 hour drive like that, he decided to shower quickly. He stripped his clothes off in his bedroom and proceeded to walk down the hall naked, partially as a big "fuck you" to his overbearing dad. He took a quick shower, resisting the urge to jack off. He figured he should just get out of there while he had the chance...before anyone got home. After drying off, he threw the bathroom door open again to head down the hallway and was face to face with Jessica, his dad's secretary.

"Jesus!" Krieg exclaimed.

"Oh wow. I mean...sorry." Jessie stammered.

"What are you doing here?" Krieg asked, not bothering to cover himself up. He didn't care, and if Jessie was going to be in their home uninvited, then she deserved to see it.

"I uh...your dad sent me here. He wondered why you weren't at the luncheon. I'm supposed to make you go."

"Well, I'm not going. You can tell him I left. Please. Or don't, I guess. It's up to you."

Krieg sauntered buck naked to his bedroom, with Jessie right on his heels.

"He's going to be really upset if you don't go." she said.

"Then don't tell him. Tell him you didn't find me, that I was already gone."

Krieg stood there naked, obviously not going to get any privacy. Jessie didn't hide the fact that she was looking at his naked body.

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Fuck, just look at him bent over that engine, Patrick thought. He was sitting at the desk, massaging his bulge while looking at Ryan working on a pickup. Fuck, the things I'd do to that ass. Wonder what he'd do if I just walked up and grabbed it? Gave it a slap? Shucked his pants down and shoved my face in it? Goddamn, I ain't used to this. I always know if a guy is interested or not. What is his deal? I'd say maybe I'm not his type, but...I'm everyone's type. I wanna hug him naked again...but with hardons. Keep on hugging and rubbing... I wanna fuck him so bad, but...I know as soon as I did, I would lose interest. Like always. Maybe I should get that checked out. Heh. Fuuuuuck how hot would it be if he was working in his underwear right now? His tighty whities would be all greasy and sweaty...

Patrick had to stop rubbing himself, lest he cum in his pants. He started working on writing up a bill, but also kept glancing up at Ryan's ass. After a minute or so, Ryan asked for help. Patrick got up, partially chubbed still, and walked over to Ryan and the pickup. Patrick's cock slightly straining against his work pants didn't go unnoticed by Ryan.

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Krieg rammed his cock into Jessie's pussy from behind. He had her on the bed, on her knees and forearms. His hips slapped against her perfectly ample ass. "Awww fuuuck." he moaned.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Give it to me!" She howled like a bad porn star. "You're so much bigger than-" she caught herself and stopped talking.

"Bigger...than...unh...what?" Krieg asked, between thrusts.

"Than um...than I imagined." she said.

"I didn't realize you had an opinion on my cock."

"Are you kidding me? My uptight boss's rock band son?"

Krieg chuckled and fucked her harder. They soon switched positions, urgently, with Krieg on top of her now. He sucked on her tits and kissed her while he fucked her. Several minutes later...

"I'm close, Jessie." Krieg said, out of breath.

"You should shoot on me." she suggested.

She didn't have to tell Krieg twice. He pulled out of her pussy, yanked the condom off, and started jacking. He straddled one of her thighs, and fingered her pussy while he jacked. He looked down at her creamy skin, her full tits. Soon he grunted, shuddered, moaned, and started shooting his load on her. She seemed to absolutely love it; rubbing his cum around on her tits. He coated her body, and was done. He sat there on her thigh, his cock throbbing. She practically purred with delight.

"Well, I hate to fuck and run, but I gotta get outta here before someone gets home."

"It's okay. I'll tell your parents I didn't see you."

"You're a peach." Krieg said, leaning down to kiss her before hopping off the bed to get dressed.