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[PDuvalEE]

Ben is a hot fuck. And I mean that my dick was warm, his nips were tight. I got in, I flipped him, and he managed. And fuck if he didn’t cum hands free and I unloaded in him, and it was nice. I like my gym friends. We cleaned up and we hung out. He saved the video to his PC and then he emailed it to his wife. Edited, it was 10 minutes. I like 2:20, and said to him, but he’s like no, chicks like longer. Who knew? He labels it “My new gym buddy”.

And we go to the living room and he gets me a water and you can hear his phone beeping. And beeping and beeping. “Ignore it. Let her watch the video.” And he clicks a clear picture of me on his couch. Dressed. And sends it to her. The house phone is ringing. Then his cell phone. And more beeps. Then FaceTime. And we are smiling throughout this – we know what we are doing to this poor woman. And then Ben sends the pic of me on the couch. “Busy with guest. Did you need something?” and hits send. We are laughing. Fuck this is funny. And more beeps and more phone calls. And he hits the “sorry, cant talk now” auto response.

And we start to read his texts. “Is that ETAHN CUMMINGS?!?” and then “answer your phone” then “I fucking came, at work, to your video” and more along those lines. And she calls again. And I motion for Ben to give me the phone. “Hey, Babe” and she’s like, “who is this” and I ask her “Who do you think it is?” and she responds, “blow job scene, did you swallow?” and I smile. “Every time, including lots of the practice scene. Missed you at our hot event” and I’m swearing she has her fingers on her clit.

“Listen, we are doing a charity event at the Cascade next week. I’ll give Ben the details. Maybe we can meet then” and you hear heavy breathing and I hand the phone to Ben. And he’s like ‘hey’ and he looks at me, ‘any interest in fucking my wife? She has a tight bix?’ and I shrug. “We’ll see what she has to offer. I’d totally fuck you again, though. And like right now. And I’m hard again." And I know his wife heard all of this. “Sorry, hun, Gotta go for round 2” and he hangs up. So hot.

And we go back and I say “let’s just do it” and he’s like “Man, the thrill for me is re-seeing it. Do you mind?” and I shake my head no. And he restarts.

“Lick my ass, man” and Ben does. And I get all squirmy and he’s working hard and fuck. I get that feeling like I need something bigger than a tongue in there. And I let him keep going and fuck. I am about to hand slap the bed and beg, but I let him go a little more. “Fuck me man. Spit on your cock and get it in there” and he gets up, spits and his head is at my anus and fuck. In. And he’s a pussy fucker, so he’s slow in. No stopping at the ring. Fuck. I can handle that. And he’s balls deep. Fuck. And he pulls out and it’s like a day in the park to him.

“Slow down, man. Let me get used to you. I need like 30” and I reach behind him and assess his balls. Loose and hanging free. Great. Gonna be a long fuck. So I flip over onto my back, I nod and he fucks and I go porn star and work every sensation point I know of. Ears, pits, nips, neck, lips, taint, balls, anus. He’s not a super big dude, but I need it over with. And as I move to his nips again, “I’m getting close” I love those words, and I shoot my load in encouragement and then he floods me. “Fuck.” And he collapses. Onto me. And he’s super cute. I lick as much of him as I can. He has cute eyes. And he deflates and rolls next to me. The camera is on. “I’ve never done two fucks in a day. Or cum three times in a day. Thanks, man” and I smile and nod.

 

[tillamook1]

Cant wait for more

 

[PDuvalEE]

Jeff reaches out and wants to meet in the afternoon at The Cascade, and suggests 1:00 and I text back, “the point of the Cascade is to drink lots of beer and piss. I don’t need lots of beer at 1:00. Can we do later?” And he responds back 5:00 and I say, “perfect”. And I puttered about the day. Amazing the things that soak up your time. Q-tips. Like an hour to go and buy them and restock the bathrooms. But it’s done.

5:00 is fast approaching and I’ve got stuff ready for dinner and I clean up and leave a note for Vince and I’m out of the door. And it’s a short walk, as you know. Just enough, if you are at a brisk pace, to stretch your legs. And I take a seat at my spot. No plaque yet – that’s the point of the commemoration. And Jeff pulls out Vince’s seat and sits next to me. We shake hands.

“How’s it going?” he asks. And I tell him all is good. And I ask about him, and he responds, “Still fucking horny and looking to get laid. Total dry spell.” And my ears perk up. See, dudes. IMO, the only reason a guy says that, other than letting you know he’s hunting and will drop you in a second for a willing pussy – is that he might, just might, as it’s a dry spell, consider alternative proposals. And I look at him. “You have to be kidding me. That’s not healthy, Jeff” and he looks at me and then away. “Don’t I know it”.

“Do you have somewhere here that we can go and I can help you out with that?” and he looks at me. And he looks away again. Lots of drama and emotion being played out in there. “I’m not like that. I can’t really just get physical and blow a load. That’s my problem. I need a connection to feel relief. And I don’t have a lot of mileage with dudes. So no, I don’t think it would work”.

And I look at him. And I smile. This is my turf. I’m used to talking straight boys out of their pants. Been doing it since like I was 4. And I nudge his knee with mine. “Why don’t you go out on a limb and let me take care of this, hmm?” and I look at him. “Look, Jeff. I know how to sexually please a man, and if you want a connection, let’s make one. Here, drink a beer” and we do. And we chat and we laugh and he has the party all organized and we get more beers and it’s a fun time. But my cock is wet and I’m checking out his package. I saw his cock at the springs. But now I need it.

“I Gotta pee. Watch that space” and I point to the urinal over the bar. And I try and be cool and I walk in, whip it out. He’s str8, so I’m going the machismo route. And I make it as big as I can and then I piss hard to make it a wide stream, and I exaggerate the moves to get it back in, and I zip up and wash my hands and come back to him. “Green. Biggish. Nice” and I smile and nod. “My first time green. I’ve always been blue or red. Fuck, we should have a punch card where you punch your colors and when you get all of them, you get a free drink” and he smiles at me and nods. “Fucking great idea” and he waves over the manager and tells him of the idea. And he says hello and we chat.

We are in a good space, and there is a lull. We both know what the lull is about. Sex was mentioned, and the shampoo bottle kicked down the road. “Look, Jeff. You can say no. I don’t mean to pressure you. But I know how to make you feel better and you need to decide if you want to avail yourself of that, or wait longer for the perfect chick. Up to you. And I won’t mention it again.” And I wave in for another 2 beers. And he looks at me. Puppy dog eyes. And you can see he’s struggling.

“Dude, what is it? This isn’t turmoil. I can give you a massage, I can blow you, we can fuck or I can give you a simple hand job – helping a bro out. We are not solving world hunger here.” And he nods. “Let’s do it.” And fuck. Dick throb and drop of precum pumps out. Yeah! Silent fist bump, happy dance and fuck all. And we grab our beers and I follow Jeff. Casually. He stops and talks to a few folks. We go to a back office, and he punches in a code and unlocks a door, which leads to a stairway, and we are on the upper floor, and it’s a full on apartment.

“Look, Ethan. You need to take it slow and easy with me. You are like my 3rd guy ever and with the other two, I got really freaked out. Okay. So like – go slow.” And I nod and smile at him, and sip my beer for time.

“What would you like to do, Jeff, and what would you like not to do” and he looks at me. Silence. “So, Jeff, I think a nice shower would warm us up. And get us physically familiar. And we can see how best to proceed. But I’m happy with whatever brings you satisfaction. This is all about you” and he looks at me. And he nods. He goes to unbutton his shirt. “Here, let me” and I resume his undressing. And I can feel the heat from his body and I can feel his muscular tension. This is a hot and well worked out man. And his shirt is off, and I hug him. Let him feel me. And I massage his back. And then release him and undo his belt. And then unbutton his pants. And then I push them down and undo his shoes and take those off and he’d naked in front of me. Like he was when he first met me.

“You are a hot dude, Jeff. Don’t know why ladies aren’t diving onto you. If I wasn’t twice married, I sure would be.” And I look at him and smile. And I remove my clothes, so I’m naked, too, like when we first met. And he smiles at me. And both of our dicks are hard. And I step up to him and we compare. And it’s ample, for sure. Not huge, not small. Just a dick. I put my arms on his shoulders and our cock are tapping. “Do you kiss” and he shakes his head no. “Why not” and he looks at me. “Can I give you just one kiss?” and he looks at me. And pauses. Then nods. And I go in for a kiss. Lips, then tongue. And his scruff on mine feels hot and it must be weird for him, I know this, and I tweak his nipple to focus him and we make out a little.

“Fuck” he says. “That’s the first dude kiss I’ve actually enjoyed” and he’s smiling. And he turns and takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. And fuck, yeah, he starts to pee and I do and we sword play and I pee on his foot and he pees back on it “Bastard” and see, man, it’s just boys being boys. And we get the shower going and I start to feel him up. Fuck. His balls are tight. And they are sweet balls. “Nice cock, man” and he thanks me. “I like yours, too” and he says the nicest things. And we get in and I’m thinking successful shower routine, soap all over. And I get him to ass crack fuck me, and boy, did he like that. And I stop him “Easy, cowboy, don’t want blow it before the big event” and he smiles. “That was so hot” and I nod. “Are you one and done, or are you a multiple shooter type?” and he smiles. “I’m usually up for more than one. I always was with Wendy. Only been one and done with the two dudes.”

“If you want to get off on taint fucking me, fine. We can rest after that. But I really do want you to fuck me properly. So it’s your call.” And he spins me around, taps my legs together and slips a lubed up cock between my lets and fuck all he goes hard at it. And I make noises and lock me legs and go tight and I feel his ass up and yep. Right there. Total cum splash. Fuck. And it’s everywhere. “Fucking awesome, fuck. Yeah. Fuck. Shit. Fuck.” And he pauses. And I kneel down, rinse his cock off in the water and wide mouth him. “Careful, sensitive” and I avoid his head and clean his shaft and pull the last bits of cum out of his urethra with my tongue. Damn.

And I know this is the cummer’s remorse time. And he’s straight and he’s uneasy. So I stand and rinse and pat him. “Nice man. Totally hot” and my dick is hard. Like a rock. And I open the shower and grab a towel for him, and then one for me. “Just relax man. Two friends helping each other out” and he nods. “Take a few breaths” and he nods. And he starts “I just find this so ironic. I am in my bar, with a famous actor, who just gave me some relief, I’m freaked out because he’s a dude, and the actor is talking me through how to not be fucked up” and he’s smiling.

“Thank you man. I needed that” and he leans in for a kiss. He has his towel tied around his waist. Fucking straight boys. I undo his towel and let it drop. His semi is frotting with my hard on. And I pull him to the bed. “Can you rub my back for a little?” and he nods. And he has baby oil, which I grad from the cabinet. And I put a towel down on the bed. And I climb on and he gets up and sits on my ass. “This okay” and I nod. And he squirts some oil out and it’s cold and he starts to rub it into me. And my intention is for him to explore my body and to relax. And he’s into my pits and shoulders and then lower back, then he shifts his weight and he’s onto my ass. Avoiding my ass. Typical. And he does one leg then the other and he goes up, but avoids my crack. Such a straight boy. And I roll over on him and my hard on is still fucking hard.

“Let’s switch places” and he’s just staring at my cock.

 

[PDuvalEE]

I love straight guys. If and when you can get them past the inhibition phase. “Dude, we all have dicks, get over it” and they get so much easier to play with. And they are so appreciative of the experience. And the experience is what I’m good at.

Jeff gets on his stomach and I get him to widen his legs a little. And I get on his ass and work his back muscles and shoulders and I wish we were on a table. And I explore his body. And damn it’s nice. And I work down his legs and you know my pinky slides over his crack, and then down to his ankles and he totally lifted his ass to feel more of my finger there and I go back up and do it like 4 or 5 times, the whole leg thing, from the small of his back, over his glutes and down. And I work his feet and his toes and my finger between each one and I pull his leg all of the way back to almost his shoulder, exposing his semi hard cock. Which my hand caresses and I give it a light and warm squeeze. Like I am going to ignore it? It is why we are here, after all. Then I do the other leg and give his cock a brush. It’s all about the tease.

And I get him to pull his legs up and his hole is right there and you know I’m going for it. And, yep, starting wide and soft. This is the man that made the place where I met my husband. And got me to Wyoming. This guys deserves special attention. And fuck all if some straight boy doesn’t love his ass being played with. He’s grinding into my nose, mouth and face. I get to his ring and it’s pointy tongue and he’s pushing out for me. It’s so much fun when your guys does that for you. And he’s a very active participant. And I reach under and his cock is wet. Nice. This is going well. And I’m telling him how nice his ass is. And how I want his cock in me, and yada yada. And I just keep going. He’s happy and grinding and getting off on it. Keep it up.

And I light slap his ass, “Now give me some of that fucking str8 cock” and he rolls over and I move into blow mode. Fucking nice cock. And his balls are tight and I finger his taint and I can tell he’s getting close. “Fucking hell man. Slow down or I’m not getting to the main event.” So I pinch his taint and back off. And I get on all fours and lube myself up. And I get on all fours for him. I just find str8 guys like to fuck not seeing a dude's face. I don’t know Jeff. And he’s a great kisser. So maybe missionary would be fine. But I want him to have a good time, so let’s start it this way. And fuck. I feel his head and then I feel pressure, and he has his hands flat on my back, now grabbing my shoulders. And damn. He popped in and it hurt a little and he pushes farther in. “You okay, Ethan?” and I nod. And I rise up to tighten his angle. Damn. And he feels good. And he kisses me and “Fuck, man. This feels so good. Thank you” and I put my hand in his hair and mess him up. “Your cock feels fucking awesome man” and I go back to all fours and he starts moving a gentle in and out. And he bottoms out on his ins and his pubes tickle my ass and it feels great. He reaches under and feathers my very erect cock.

“Want to flip?” and I nod. Fuck. For a str8 dude, he knows how to play the game. And I get flipped to my back. “That’s better. I like to see who I’m fucking.” And I smile. And lean in and as passionately as I can, I kiss him. I’m pulling his tongue into my mouth. And he’s thrusting in and out and it’s just us. And it’s fucking fun. “Oh fuck man. I am so fucking close” and he has me tight and he’s doing a number on my cock and I nod my head. “I can cum at any time” and he slows his fucks. “Let’s slow down. I want to enjoy you” and I squeeze his cock with my ring. “Fucking hell man. You almost got me to shoot with that fucking trick” and I smile at him. And he leans in for another kiss.

“You ready for a grand finale?” and I kiss, smile and nod. “If you are, big guy” and it’s like thrust in, out and into high speed rapid fucks and damn. Didn’t see that coming and fuck, that pushed me over and I start shooting ropes of cum. Fuck. And it’s warm and splattering on me and it’s fun and messy and it feels so good. He’s bangin away and he’s all pink and he arches his back and I meet to kiss him and he pulls his head back and “FUCK!” as he shoots. And he leans in for a kiss and pumps a few more loads into me. Damn. What a fuck. And he stops and

 

[undrwrtop]

Can’t wait for the next instalments. This is a very good story

 

[G.man]

Love this story. Keeps me coming back

 

[Paulo1897]

Please more!!

 

[casspam]

too bad the story seems to have ended

 

[undrwrtop]

I’m looking forward to the next instalments .. great story

 

[PDuvalEE]

Hey guys -- took a break for a bit but am thinking about bringing this story back. Any interest? Suggestions welcome!

Cheers,

Ethan

 

[bas_nl]

Yes please!

 

[PDuvalEE]

I could just feel the love. That’s the ONLY way to describe it. I’ve had little electric shocks with a chick when she is into it and she comes. This was a body wave of warmth and love. Jeff was overwhelmed. Holding me. Grabbing me, really. Bodies tight and sweaty and nestled and tongues inserted. Just holding. Our cocks were mostly deflated and caught between us. Fucking hell that was some fuck.

“You alright man?” as I pull away to look at Jeff. All gorgeous mostly straight man that he is. How did I get so lucky? His arm is around me and he puts the other arm behind his head and he’s smiling and he nods.

“God, I fucking needed that. I have to say, I don’t know if it’s because of the 3 year lapse or what, but that was one fantastic fuck. I enjoyed every minute of it.” Aww. Nice of him to say.

“Good. You are too good of a man to let the best years of your life go by you.” As I cuddle next to him.

Jeff gets up and walks to the bathroom. His body is spectacular from the back. His ass cheeks dimpled. Legs hairy and manly. Damn. I got a dick throb on that. I hear him taking a leak and – you know me, I love sword fights. So I jump up and get to him probably mid-stream and let mine go. I put my hand on his cock and can feel the piss coursing through. He puts his arm around me and his head on my shoulder. I give him a squeeze as he finishes. I’m still peeing. I lean in for a kiss. He was a little taken aback.

“Too soon for you?” as I pull away, sensing his discomfort.

“Nah. It’s not that. It’s just – I don’t know, but fuck I’m like not that into guys. It’s like my load is out, let’s go watch football.”

I shake and look him in the eyes. “The first time I kissed a guy, his cheeks were rough with stubble. It freaked me out big time. But Jeff – I get it. There was a need so we helped each other out. BUT…” his eyes are locked with mine. Waiting.

“But what?”

“Love and touching is important to humans. In whatever shape or form it chooses to present itself. I felt love with you and it was wonderful. Don’t tell me you didn’t feel it too. So don’t push it away. Embrace it.”

I’m flying blind here. Therapy isn’t really my thing. I am totally fine with blow and go. Totally fine with anonymous sex. Totally fine.

But this guy is wounded. He made my life happen. Scott and I could be stuck back in NY. We might never have found this place. I DID feel love when we fucked. Warmth, love and kindness. I take his hand and walk back into the bedroom.

“Tell me about her” as I get into bed and pull Jeff into me, between my legs. So he does. For a while. His wife sounded cool. Pretty sure we’d have gotten along just fine. After a bit, he started talking about sex with her and I kind of got hard.

“Someone likes the story.” My semi is against his back. I feel around and he’s got a semi as well. I scoot around him and, after a deep breath, proceed to give him the best fucking blow job that I can. You know the deal. Slow and gentle and feathering his taint, kissing his tip, tapping his balls. This cock which made love hundreds of times to his wife. Then lay dormant for 3 years. The cock (and the man) which just gave me a spectacular fuck. Now I want to make love to him. My tempo increases, and my hands are engaged on his shaft. His balls get tighter. His hands are in my hair, directing the pace. His hips push up and in if I go too slowly. My finger finds his anus. Which is looking for his hole and his prostrate. He breaths in and he jams my face into his pubes as he releases his second load of the day. Not tons. Not with exclamation. Just a release.

After, I push the last bits of cum out of his cock with my fingers. Slowly. Allowing him to enjoy the glow. The warmth. The love. I slowly rise up and kiss him gently on the lips. Some cum there, but I don’t do a swap. Don’t push this one.

“Thank you” as I rest next to him. He looks at me. “No, thank you, man. That was hot. You are a sweet piece of ass and a great blower, too. Totally going to have to do this again. Thanks man!” The grin on his face is wide and contagious.

 

[PDuvalEE]

Then it’s all back to normal, really, as we get ready for the big party. The entire cast was invited. Rooms booked, flights arranged. Vince was working hard on the charities and he really got into it. He located a few of the guys from his foster days – and that was a little awkward. I wasn’t sure how he’d take that, so I kept a close eye on him. But he seemed okay.

My main man Scotty had his usual flare-ups, but we both helped him take care of that. Me and Vince just got on with it.

“Should we move to LA or what for the next movie?” – that was a common debate. I told him I loathed LA.

“You liked the fucking hot guys. I seem to recall you fucked quite a lot of them.” My mind drifts back. Well, it would be nice to see Chris and Amanda again. Her snatch. Big smile. They’ll be here for the party, as will Alex. Can’t wait to stick my cock up his ass again. Maybe we can re-do our movie scenes? My mind wonders.

I know, I know – I’m freaking break-away lucky with my husbands. I like cock. I like the hunt. I like men. I have this insatiable thirst to sample their wares. I saw a cowboy on the sidewalk this morning and he ass was supreme in his jeans. He was eating a slice of pizza. I had to follow up. I wanted to stick my tongue up his ass and then have him fuck me. I followed him for like 3 blocks, he was so hot. Just manly. Masculine. My mind was all “Hey man, want a blow job?” or “Hey man, wanna fuck” but then I got nervous. He looked like he could fucking deck me. What would my success rate be? Maybe 5%? Then I was like, but you don’t know until you try…

See – I know me. I need action. This routine thing. Nice, for a bit. But I need to shake it up a little. I ditch the cowboy and figure I’ll head to The Cascade. Not to bother Jeff, but to get a sandwich and see what’s going down there. Surprisingly, Vince is there talking to Jeff. Next to him is a good looking dude. Tall, 6’3” easily. Broad chest. Nice face and hair, from what I can see. They are deep in conversation, so I let them be. I can catch part of their conversation.

“Vince, you know I cannot hire a licensed hooker to work in the bar. It’s against the law.” Ah, so that’s it. One of Vince’s old buddies. Well old buddy looked over at me and did the once over, then locked eyes, subtly grabbed his crotch and winked at me. Oh no, he did not! Fucking hilarious. He’s basically interviewing for a NEW job but is still working the old. But he is hot. He turns back to Jeff and Vince and appears to excuse himself. This dude is all man. Graceful. Dominant. I see him appear in the bathroom above the bar and start to pee. Deep blue. Wide. Holy fuck if that’s his softie…shit, he is ALL man. Easily 7” softie. He shakes it to the side, showing off it’s profile and shakes it to show it's floppiness. Holy hell. He maneuvers it back in with a flop (love that) and turns to go.

As he is walking back to Vince and Jeff, his eyes are locked onto mine. He has a smirk. Yep, that was totally for my benefit. He’s so freaking working me. I smile back and put my middle finger into my mouth to simulate a blowjob. He nods at me and smiles. Fuck. I could use a piece of that. I like his style. Cocky – and with reason to be. How to play this, with husband and lover both there. Play it straight.

“Hey man” and I come up to Vince, Jeff and big-dick hooker boy. Vince smiles, as does Jeff.

“Ethan, this is Pene, we used to hang around together. Pene, this is my husband, Ethan.” I get a warm smile and a firm handshake from Pene. He moves in and with a mild accent, kisses me on both cheeks. We are firmly chest to chest and he puts his hand on my ass, pulls me in so we are cock on cock (fucking hell!) backs his face away, “Any amore of Vince’s is an amore of mine.” And he backs away. It was so quick, but it was so hot. Vince and Jeff were talking and basically missed it. But I sure as hell did not. This guy is a pro. His arm is back around me and he pulls me over to some stools, just enough away so we can speak privately.

“Did you like what you saw?” he asks with a devilish smile. Our legs aren’t touching, but one leg of his is between mine, the other on the other side. Our feet on the rungs of the stools. He taps my knee. “I do”, as I’m too mesmerized to respond. I’m getting played by a pro and it feels awesome. I feel the sap rising in me and I want this dude. Fucking hell I bet he’s a great fuck. You can tell, no plane Jim this one. Fuck. His cock is along his left leg, which he is subtly outlining with his hand as he pretends to scan the room. He ups the end of his shorts and shows of a spectacular uncut smoothie. FAT. Mean looking fucking thing. That's a weapon. Holy fuck.

Shorts back in place, he pulls his license from a back pocket and slides it over to me. “I know. I heard.” He takes it back, subtly, and puts it back into his pocket. “Good. $500 to fuck. $1000 for over night. $2000 for anything goes.” As his eyes lock onto mine. He looks over his shoulder and coast clear, takes my hand and places it onto his cock. SOFT. FIRM. WARM. LONG. DAMN. Chubbing little at my touch. I am fucking hard. I take my hand off and sadly, had to move my cock to allow it to expand. Totally a lame, I am busted, move - but it was swelling fast and needed room to expand. Free now, Pene looks over and puts his hand onto my cock. God, does that feel good.

“Nice one man. Go pee for me.” So I get off my chair, tucking my now visible erection into the waist of my shorts and obey his command. I’m not fully hard, but I’m fucking hard enough. FUCK. I feel like I’m in a trance as I go to be directly in front of where Pene is sitting. I bend a pretty hard cock down, and push out and hope for the best. I have to bend over! I get enough out, somehow, to make it look liked I actually needed to pee. But now what? Show him my erection? What if Vince or Jeff sees? That would be awkward. I give Pene a profile of my hardon and then put it back in my pants, hard and facing up. Fuck. Take him up on it? I don’t pay, as a rule. But he is just so fucking pushing my buttons.

As I sit back down, he is very attentive to me. Like, insta ‘I need you’. “Nice cock. Looks like it might have been hard to pee” as he pops some nuts into his mouth. “I wonder why?”

Vince joins us, Jeff went back to his office.

“I’m trying to get Pene a job here so he can get off of the streets.” Pene is silent. Vince – always the do-gooder. “Jeff can’t hire him. Pene would need to give up his license for one year then he could work here. That’s F-ing crazy. Of course a hooker wanting to retire would want to work in a bar. It’s where we spend half of our time, when we aren’t actually working, that is” and Pene nods at him “Got that right, V”

He just has a swarthy (in a good way), stubble with dark features and a wholesomeness about him. He must be straight and did what Vince did and followed the money by fucking with guys. You can just see his ass fucking a chick against a wall and making her scream in ecstasy.

Vince excuses himself to pee – he likes this part too. “Give me your phone” so I do, and Pene puts his number in. “I want to fuck you tonight. Find a way to get out. Don’t let Vince know, okay – or the deal is off. Bring cash.” He texts me an address. “Expect to get worked over.”

Well, swoon here. 'Worked over.' Secret rendezvous. Anonymous rendezvous. I’d have to tell Vince, of course. That is our deal. But I can tell him AFTER. It sure is fucking hot to think about. Dick throb and pre-cum spurt. Fuck, I could have this dude working me over and that fucking cock up my ass, and fuck it, if I’m paying for it, def going to do a flip fuck. “Let me know what time so I can make sure I am available. I have a busy schedule.” He stands up as Vince gets back.

“What color?”. Fuck all. I was so taken with this fucking stud I didn’t even check out Vince. Careful here. Don’t slip up. Pene replies “Orange, then reddish. Hot – you still got it, V – catch you guys around, I need to get some work done. Nice to meet you, Ethan.” As he shakes my hand, fingers extending in a caress, and turns to Vince. “Let’s grab some beers sometime.”

 

[PDuvalEE]

“So what’s his deal, Vince? Seemed like a decent dude.”

“Oh, he is. He totally took care of me and showed me the ropes. We did a few tag-teams together. See, that’s his thing, he puts together gang-bangs with his clients, charges them all a fee.” Vince has a smile on his face as he recalls some event of the past. “He likes to get a total bottom and ties the guy to a bed or into a sling chair and then lets the guys in the room take their turns. It’s hot if you like getting gang-fucked. But I’d imagine it would be tough for a regular dude who is more one and done.”

Like it’s perfectly normal to chat about gang-bangs. I do like them, as discussed previously. It’s fun to watch a dude fuck another, shoot his load, slap the guys ass, and then step away for the next guy. Sloppy seconds are fucking fantastic. It’s hot as hell as you are slipping away in one dudes cum. The fucker’s ass is generally open and easier to get in, no need to pause and wait and all of that shit. Then to pow away at the fucker. I always cum quickly. Funny, because it’s all in my head and the fucked dude is anonymous. Dick is usually limp. Sometimes not. Hot too, when other guys bukkake on his face. Love watching a guy as he approaches his orgasm. The face, the cock, his strokes. Then the ropes of cum and the exhale. The “fuck that was hot” or “Damn, I needed that”. Then I love the hands on my ass and a cock at my ass and a face on my neck. “Hurry up man, I need to tap that” which, if he massages my ass and if he fingers my taint and hole, that’ll push me over. Love slamming into the dude and extending my cock as far in as I can in his ass to shoot. Fuck, then pulling out and watching the cum ooze out and pushing it back in with the tip of my cock. Spent. Fucking hell!

Of course, I get pushed away as ass man moves in for the sloppy-however many. Fuck, gang-bangs are hot. Totally going to get out and over to Pene tonight. How? Put the horny grey cells to work. Need to get out, need to get out. Fuck that. Need to get laid. By all-man Pene. 6’3” and a cock like a babies arm. Dick throb. I cannot ask Vince how hung he is. Too suspicious. BUT I WANT TO KNOW!

Turns out I didn’t need any scheming. Vince had plans around the charity and was going to be out. “Sorry, E – don’t think you’d like it – I don’t mean to exclude you. I know that’s not fair. But this charity is really important to me, and I really want to make it happen. It’s a promise I made to myself in the dark times, okay?” Aww. He’s touched that he feels bad he is leaving me. “No worries man. Probably go to Pullman’s. Maybe that new Indian place.” Which gets a look from Vince. Indian means hot food. Hot food means my ass gets sore the next morning. Which means I’m probably not putting out.

“Don’t do Indian. I’d like to sleep-in tomorrow.” Which is our ‘code’ word for ‘fuck’. Like who needs a code word and why can’t he just say it? We’re married. We’re young. We are perpetually horny. We fuck.

Speaking of horny, as we hear the front door slam and a clearly aggravated Scott comes in, holding his erection. “C’mon, E – need you. Please. Like now.” Scott is out of his shorts, his erection is hard, he turns to me and pushes me to my knees. “Blow it.” Oh, yeah. Right. So that’s what guys want when they have a hard on and they push you to your knees and they are totally hard. He has pre-cum dripping from his cock. Which I lick off. Yum. God, I love this cock. All 9” straightness of it. Fucking hell. Huh. Apparently my timing isn’t working for Scott as he has both hands locked behind my head and he’s face fucking me into deep throat. Fucking hell. It’s like zero to 120 in 2 seconds. I don’t have enough saliva to get the fucking thing wet.

“All fours, now man. Need to fuck you.” As Scott pulls me up and pushes my shorts down. I get onto all fours and feel some lube, thank god, then his head at my ass as I push out. Fucking hell that was fast. Shit, ow. Pain. I push out and Scott remembers I have nipples and he pinches them to focus my pain on something else. Holy cow what a slam bam and I feel his balls slapping into mine. Okay, okay. I signed up for this. Let’s not be a dead fish. I finger his taint and tickle his balls and work the base of his shaft as he enters me.

“Oh, Scotty, my man. You fill me up good. Fucking nail me man. It feels so good!” Lies. All lies. But if it’ll get him off faster. I bend back and pull his face next to mine. “Fuck me, tiger” as I start pushing back onto his cock. We have some movement here, making the bed slam. I know Scott loves that. He loves being aggressive. He loves being the man. He loves getting off. His hand moves to my cock which he starts to furiously fist. “Shoot for me, E, please?”

Fucking hell, as I back into him. His hand feels so good, as does his cock in my ass. Fucking hell – there it is. Damn boy. Fuck as I arch my back and shoot a wad of cum out. Damn. Stars. Scott thrusts and holds. Back out, thrust and hold. Damn he had a load. We stop after a bit and Scott collapses on me. Breathing hard. Warm, sticky and spent.

“What the fuck caused all of that, my man?” I am intrigued to know. We get off regularly, but that was a pretty intense fuck. I’m enjoying the afterglow. The warmth we all know so well. Fuck I have that ‘just fucked in the ass’ feel which I find so enjoyable. Going to feel that for a day or so. Again – love standing with strangers, particularly in the men’s room, and love – love, thinking, as I feel my ass clench and being sore from a large dick up it. ‘If that guy knew I’d just had 9” up my ass, he’d freak out’ – which is kind of fun as I try and get a glimpse of what he’s packing without betting punched.

“Fucking found the video of that chick frigging herself from the motel in NY. Total Code 8 after like 1 minute of it. So had to stop it and find you.” Aww. How sweet.

 

[PDuvalEE]

I text Pene and tell him I’m good to go and what time? 8:00 is agreed. “Bring cash.” Gee, lovely. So romantic. “You into panties or anything? Leather? Straps? Have a few guys coming tonight. You’ll want to look your best.” Which earned him a ‘WTF’ from me. If I’m paying, I want exclusivity. I want that cock to myself, focusing on MY pleasure. Vince did say he did gang-bangs. He probably has a power-bottom lined up. Well, that can be interesting, too. But I’m not paying unless he’s one on one with me.

Showered, and standing in front of the closet. Hmm. What does one wear to a gang-bang? Totally not wearing manties. A crowd can turn on the fem dude and next thing you know you are in the sling getting dicked by 20 – all ugly guys and with huge cocks. Nope, not a good idea. I check out some of the leather. Cross chest straps. No, that implies bottom, and I want a flip. Crotch-less chaps. Hmm. My eyes go back to a French Maid costume I wore one year for a party. Then a camisole and garter and stockings. I try them on and my dick gets hard. I know, I know. It’s stupid, but it is transformational. Maybe a wig and some makeup? Nope. I want to be all man for Pene.

Or do I? Hmm. Interesting as I haven’t done the manties in years. Why am I pulled to them tonight? Well, he did ask if I had any. I slip white lace panties on and my cock is outrageous, hard and pointing to the side. No. Too fem. But wait, would Pene like that? Fucking hell this is so hard. Then I see a silk jock strap. Sexy, kinky, revealing. With complete access for whatever…I’m checking myself out in the mirror. Legs strong, cock hard. I put a leather X on. Kinda goes. I go to a red jock and I like the color combo. But it’s not right. I want this to be perfect. Pene SO has me turned on. Fucking hell. My hand is shaking as I reach for a silk camisole. Fucking hell.

Stripped down, I put on a white silk bra. Then the white camisole. Then my white lace manties. Then, very carefully I pull up my black sheer stockings. Then the garter over them. It’s always so freaking hard to get the clips on the stockings. Last time, I freaking caught my toe on the stockings and I was like “Oh, damn, I have a run” which earned me, ‘you are so such a fucking fairy. You are a MAN. Who are you trying to attract, dressed like a freak? I got them on without incident. Gotta say, man. Felt totally hot. I mentally skip the girlie wig and make up. I am a dude, making himself pretty for his straight boy hooker so that he’ll totally want to put his fucking hard cock up my ass. Hard.

Total dude hair, sloppy and messy. 5 o’clock shadow. The bra accentuates my pecs. The cami my large and hairy chest. The garter frames my cock in my panties/manties. The stockings show off my tree-like legs. Fucking hell, I’d fucking bend me over and fuck the shit out of me. Yep. This is the look I want for Pene. I want him to take me. I want to feel his hot mouth on mine, his cock against mine. I want him to lube me up and fucking nail me. Then I want to cum in my panties. Then I want to roll around and fucking smell him. Eat his pits. Eat his ass out and beg him to fucking let me fuck him. I’ll strip the silks for that and let him know how a real man fucks. Fucking hell, bit worked up? I squeeze my hole and feel the irritation from Scott earlier. Which makes me even more eager for more. I continue my preparations.

 

[PDuvalEE]

Okay – so close to departure time. I check my appearance in the mirror. I think I look pretty hot. Masculine, yet feminine. Fuckable. Yet a conquest. Hmm. Does this work? I do feel sexy. I feel hot. My ass in panties. My bulge and ball-sack are hot in panties. My pecs in a bra. Hot.

I pull out some jeans and figure a jacket and boots, and good to go. I’m T’d up, grab phone and cash and look at the mirror by the front door. I see a hot male. Me.

Fuck. Why are you going to a freaking gang-bang where you hope to get fucking ravaged by a 6’3” linebacker hooker with a massive cock. Fuck. Coat off, jeans off. Manties, cami, stockings, garter, bra. Off. Back into the closet. Damn. Leather vest on. Leather pants on. Black leather boots on. Motorcycle jacket over the vest. Fuck. Hot. Wait. I’m kinda known around here. Leather eye mask goes into pocket. I look a little like Tonto or whatever, but def more me and more masculine than silk panties. Thank fucking god for that.

I Uber over to an out of town motel. Car park is packed. Looking for 1D. I saunter up, tipping the Uber guy well. I see a guy leaving 1D, putting his coat on. Huh. Early cummer. My eye mask is on, giving me some basic discretion. I have big ass cowboy boots on, black, and I’m not fucking around. I get to 1D, know the drill, try the handle, it’s locked, so I knock. Door opens to a cutie with a 6”ish hard cock, who sticks it back into a dude’s mouth on his knees, as I squeeze in the door. Fucking hell – my kind of place.

It’s dark. It stinks. An erotic, cum and ass smell. BO, too. Hard working dudes here. About 20 plus ish. No idea who is who. I feel hands on my shoulders, on my ass. My coat is removed and hands go to my nipples through my vest. Hmmm. Masculine hedonism at its best. Awesome. I’d popped a gummy, strategically. I am ready to relax and engage. I turn to a blond dude close to me, decent semi cock, naked, and lean in for a kiss. He rubs his cock onto me and his arms are around me. Hmm. Enticing. “You need to lose those pants, big guy.” But I kiss him and ignore his request.

I’m looking for him – but more than happy to enjoy the options along the way. It’s like kiss, grope, dick in ass, hands on cock, move around the room. I don’t see Pene. Fuck it. Probably earning his keep somewhere.

“Hey there, stranger.” A beefy ginger-haired guy says to me. He’s in a towel and has a decent cock shape. Spectacular worked-out body. Hmm. “You are new here” and I nod. “Quiet type, too, I see.” I nod again. He could recognize my voice. Go anonymous. I reach a hand up and tweak his nipple. Which he clearly likes. Hmm. Ginger moves in for a cock rub and a kiss. He tastes good and his cock is motivating. He puts his hand down my pants and my cock is appreciative of the attention. His hand is not dry when he pulls it out. A wee bit of precum after making out with him and his grinding.

Ginger unbuttons my leathers. Slowly. Teasingly. My cock head is there, pointing up as he unzippers, and it drops down to 45 degrees when the pants are unzipped. Ginger catches my eye and smiles, as he drops to his knees. Fucking hell. Warmth. Wetness. Tongue. Sucking. Lips. He’s making love to my cock and holy hell. Like, I can come within 30 seconds of a BJ or I can hold off and go like 4 or 5 minutes. What’s the point of delaying further – but 30 seconds, way too fast.

“Hold on there, big guy – WAY too good at that. Let me kinda rest a minute” as I bring him to his feet and stick my tongue into his mouth. Our cocks are frotting, my hands holding the base of his head. Fucking hell. I kiss him and listen to the crowd. The slamming of fucks. The gagging of deep throating. The panting. The ‘I’m close’ to the “I’m cumming’ to the slaps and damn. Man on man. On man. Fucking hell. This was Vince’s world?

 

[PDuvalEE]

I feel a hard cock at my ass. “Go” is the command. Ginger looks, nods and leaves. I have strong arms around me and a cock at my leather clad ass. Hands slowly drop and unbutton my leathers, and hands go into and onto my hard cock. “Someone liked Peter” and my ears are nibbled and my cock squeezed. A hand goes to my left nipple. The pants get pushed further down, exposing my cock to the room. And my ass. To him. I feel him drop down and his nose and tongue are into my crack, searching for my essence. My hole. The way in. There. Fucking hell. Cheeks are spread and I’m holding my vest up, bending over and praying he has a long and hard pointy tongue.

I’m in ecstasy for a bit, really, dick hard and pointing out. Hands grab it. One guy went in to blow it. He got swatted away. Not by me. By the tongue man. Holy hell. Pot kicked in. Tongue (expert) on hole. Guys fucking and sucking everywhere. My kind of orgy. Fucking hell.

“Hey E, glad to see you could make it” as Pene strokes my cock. Wait. Isn’t he licking my ass. As I stand up. Please don’t do that. Holy fucking hell the cock on Pene – swoon. Damn boy. Damn. BIG. Long, fat, bullet shaped. Uncut. Hard. Attached to an amazing specimen of a man. Who leans in for a kiss. A hard, whole mouth, deep, tongue, we are fucking later, kiss, as our cocks are hard against each other. Holy Fuck. His hand are on me, vest is off. Tongue in ear. Boots kicked off and pants off and we are finally standing. Man to man. Cock to cock. Mouth to mouth. Hands exploring. We are tight. We are hard. We are wet and there is a sense of urgency. “Move it” he pushes two dudes fucking off of half of the bed. They try and move to the middle, but Pene pushes them and the couple move to the other side, then fall off mid fuck, but do carry on. Pene’s tongue is deep into my mouth, as he raises my legs to provide access to my hole. Lube is applied and I’m kissed deeply and my nipples are pinched as his massive cock seeks entry. Fucking hell. His hand is on my cock, stimulating it. The sensations are overwhelmingly good. Happy place.

He’s in and banging away. Holy hell. Who knew I could. Well, I did. But his hand on my cock is making me feel awesome and he’s going to town on my ass. Hell. A guy moves into stick his cock into my mouth but Pene pushes his away. Forecfully. Ah, dude. Could have handled that. Would have liked that.

Then I am PICKED UP. Mid thrust, and bammed against the wall. My legs clasp hard on his back to stand with him. Fucking him. Lips locked, tongues fighting. Bam he pumps in. I’m against the wall. Hand stroking my cock. Fast. He’s flat on his back and I am riding him – cowboy. So fitting. His hand is on my cock. Fast and hard. My nuts are tight. Any. Minute. Now. Now. Now. Fuck. There. Stroke and I sit on his cock deeper and damn. A beautiful arc of cum shoots out of my cock and reach up to Pene’s head. Followed by several more. Not to be confused with the shots of cum emanating from Pene, deep in my ass. His eyes roll up in his head.

Fucking hell. His hand is still slowly, gently, milking the last of the cum out of me. I am on him. Spent. Smelling him. Enjoying him. Being with him. He rolls to his side, withdrawing his cock from me. A sense of loneliness is quickly replaced with satisfaction, as he leans in, smiles, and kisses me. “I knew you’d be a hot fuck.”

 

[PDuvalEE]

We kick back on the bed and marvel at the scene in front of us. 10, 12, 14 guys working to get each other off. It’s Bedlam. But it's dudes being dudes. Honestly. This is what we do. Well, it’s what Pene does for pay. It’s what I do for fun.

“That was nice.” Pene nods and does a “stay there” with his hand as he walks through the orgy and grabs two beers from a cooler on the other side. He strokes and gets stroked as makes his way over.

“Here man” as he cracks me one, and rejoins me at the orgy observation on the bed. “Fucking cock on that dude” as Pene chuckles. “He likes 20 year old twinks who like anal and have a less than 6 inch cock. He’s so particular and a hard client, but he pays well. He’s with…Ramiro? Maybe Stephan. Dunno. But that’s $3 grand worth of fucking going on there.”

I know this world. From Vince and from living it. I love a good orgy. And a gang bang. So fucking glad I did leather and nor that fem shit. Would have not been the same night.

A well-endowed dude shows up, maybe 30 – 35, on Pene’s side. Dick, 8” or maybe more, semi hard. “Hey man. Thought we’d get some QT together tonight.” As he waves his dick inches from Pene’s face.

“Sorry man, but he’s engaged at the moment. You are welcome to join us, but we have some history we are going through.” I figured, what the hell. Awesome cock. Awesome body. He wants to hang with us as we chat, just fine. Pene is silent. Dick dude lands next to Pene and we both shift over to make room.

“I’m Dax. And you are?” as he looks at me. “Tonto”, as Pene almost spits his beer out. Thank god for the mask. But done here. “Need to take a leak” as I get up and leave Pene to earn his keep from Dax. Find the bathroom. Some guy is peeing on some guy in the tub. Whatever. I pee on him too. He actually moved my hand/cock up so I’d pee on his face. Eyes closed, but it was a healthy stream. Other guy left. Odd-O land. Shake, done. “Thanks” from tub guy.

Not sure I want to get back to Pene. I’d like to give him some space. Head out to the back of the room, through a kitchenette, out into a back yard. YES. Naked dudes, warm night, drinking beers and smoking pot. Finally. My peeps. “Hey man”, I nudge a cute mixed race dude with trim uppers. He points to a keg and hands me a cup. Fucking hell, what a cock. Flaccid. But still. You can tell. We chat. A pipe gets passed our way and it leaves us less supplied then it arrived. No idea his name or the next guy. But it’s all smiles and all good and nice to meet you. Some kissing, some tongue, some cock on cock. Hands on asses. Fuck. I’m fucked up.

“C’mon, bud, come with me” and I look up and take my hand from a hard ass and look at Pene. “Let me show you to my place”, to which I nod and take his hand and am led butt ass naked back into the motel room and then through the room and outside. Naked. Then down two doors, where he waves his watch at the lock, which clicks and we enter. My cock is not soft. What now?

 

[PDuvalEE]

We kiss, we frott, hands explore. Dicks get hard, then harder.

“Look, man. This is wrong on so many different levels.” Which stopped Pene mid cock stroke.

“Why? You seem to be enjoying yourself” as he swats at my stiff cock.

“The whole basis of my relationship with Vince is that we are open about our extramarital relationships. You have committed me to breaking that vow by not telling Vince about this.”

Do I really care? Yes. It’s principal. I also promised Vince.

“Fine.” And Pene steps into a pair of shorts on the floor. Well I guess that killed the mood. I turn to the door to leave. No.

“Why can’t I tell Vince about us?” My eyes are locked onto Pene’s. He looks away, clearly in thought.

He turns to me and again our eyes lock. “I don’t want you to tell Vince because I am deeply and madly in love with him. I’ve wanted to have him since the day I met him and he’s always turned me down. Having you was second best. You have Vince whenever you want him. I fuck you and then Vince does. You are a consolation prize. Only I have feelings for you too, now. You are a cool and fun dude. I like you. There.”

Huh. Didn’t see that coming. Pene is hot. I’d argue hotter, perhaps, physically, then Vince. Yet he couldn’t get what he wanted. How do I feel? Nada. Irrelevant. I step forward and put my hand on his semi, as I move his shorts down and lower myself to my knees.

“I like being a consolation prize. Make love to me and I’ll tell Vince all about it and he’ll learn what he’s missed out on. That okay?” as I put a hardening cock into my mouth.

 

[PDuvalEE]

Man-o-live. That dude could fuck. He just had skills, talent, timing. Fucking hell my ass is on fire. What a shame to pull him out of the market. He’s doing more to further the cause of hot gay man on man sex than anyone I know. He fucking gizz’d a massive wad on my face, post fuck. Hot. As. Hell. Def keeping his number.

I Uber home and can smell cooking immediately as I got through the door. I thought Vince was eating out? I admire my man from the doorway. Still uber-cool. Still hot. He just has his shit together. He must have sensed me being there as he looks up. That killer smile. No wonder he was the lead in the movie. I am so lucky.

“Hey man. Thought you were eating out?” and he shakes his head. “Vegetarian. I’m cooking a steak. You want some?” It looks good and smells great. Vince cheats and microwaves backed potatoes for like 3 minutes and then bangs them in a hot oven. Tastes fine by me. “Sure man.”

“So I need to tell you a story” as I go and top up his wine glass. “When you had Pene at the Inn, he pulled me aside and totally hit on me. You know I go soft for an aggressive dude. He even pee’d to show off his cock. I insisted he needed to fuck me, but that ‘You can’t tell Vince or the deal is off’ and a few ‘Bring Cash’ – which I did, but didn’t pay him. He’s an awesome fuck, btw – one of the best I’ve ever had – physically, that is -- he can’t match the love that you give me.”

I get a smirk from Vince. He knows I’m kinda in the crapper with a comment like that.

“Anyway, we leave this orgy – totally hot, and he takes me to his room. I explained to him our rule about always sharing and he got all pissy and put his shorts on. I was about to leave, but I stopped. He has an amazing cock and attitude to back it up. I asked him why I couldn’t tell you and he got all pensive. He’s in love with you, Vince. Always has been, since he first met you.”

“I know” as he pokes the steak with his finger, testing for doneness.

“He’s hot. Why didn’t you do him?” and Vince glances up at me. “Not everyone is as promiscuous as you are. He kinda pissed me off the way he treated a client once, and I decided I’d not get involved with him.” Huh. Simple.

“He knows you are telling me this?” and I nod. “I told him that I’d be his consolation prize and tell you all that you’ve been missing in him.”

Vince bring the plate to the table, and tents it to rest.

“I love you man, and am glad you had a good time, and that you are home safe now.” Then the thought and discussion are closed as Vince gets into his charity and what needs to be done.

I don’t know – I was expecting more. I was even expecting him to be a little pissed. Nope. Nada. Vince carves, we eat, we bring the bottle and our glasses to the couch and we get comfy.

“Do you miss your old life?” which gives a double take and a smirk. “Yeah, I miss fucking hags and fags for cash, then 7 – 3:00 construction, then back to the streets, reminded that when I’m horny, I can’t jerk off like a regular dude, that I need to save my cum for some sad sack. Or are you referring to my other old life, homeless? Or were you asking about my other old life where I was a movie star. Now that was fun for a little bit, but so super glad we are done for now.” Then silence.

Point taken. “the only thing I miss is the adrenaline of our first few dates. When we had dinner together at Pullman’s and you paid me to watch TV, which we never did. Scott walking in when we were fucking was priceless. I miss those old times, cuz I’d like to go back and relive them. But MY life started when you sat next to me. The previous Vince no longer exists. I can show you my back account to prove it.”

I cuddle in with him. We have a good life.

“Gus called this afternoon. He and JJ are heading back to the ranch and they wanted to know if we’d like to go with them.” Fucking nude dude ranch. So hot in so many ways. “Do you?” I’m thinking about it. Having a bunch of dudes looking for it does have it’s appeal. No fucking RV this time.

“I’d go if you’d like. Entirely up to you. Kinda should check in with Scott and Meg on that. She may not be up for double-duty.” Which Vince nods in agreement.