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Some of you guys wanted the details of how I took Scott's virginity. So here they are..Hope we don't disappoint!
So Scott and I relaxed and we had another drink and just kicked back. It was early. No rush, as there shouldn’t be, and I worked hard to get his mind elsewhere. Anywhere fun, other than me penetrating his virgin ass. And we cuddled and giggled and out right belly laughed. I told him how hot I thought Jared’s cock was, and he was like “green beans”, which set us off laughing. And I offered that I wouldn’t wear my bench press pants for do my glutes, but perhaps compression pants, and since he was the prime beneficiary of my glute work out, he conceded the exercises would be okay, with appropriate LEG modesty. No way Jose am I swearing off all modesty. What would be the point, zero incentive to work harder.
So I felt us get into the zone. We cuddled and it was touch all the time and it was good. “Shower time, big guy?” I said to him. And he nodded, with a cheeky grin. Fuck he is hot. So we walked to the bedroom and we undressed each other, kissing and admiring as we went. I took HIS hand and led him into the shower, and told him to take a piss as I got the water right. Then I stood next to him, admiring his admirable meat, and crossed swords with him. Yes, he pissed on my foot. Yes, I returned the honor.
Then we got into the shower and he soaped me first. Very well, and got a nice rise out of me. Then I soaped him, putting my cock in his crack and other places I’d previously not gone out of respect to his wishes. But I went there now. And lots of hand job action, and my hands on his pecs and making him feel like the glorious example of a man that he is. Fuck. He is a stud!
Then I tap his legs to open them gently and gently push his torso down, hands on wall, and apply my considerable rimming skills. Starting WAY out, and moving in closer, with a hand between his legs and on his cock, getting him ready. We spent a LONG time like this.
Then I stood up and whispered in his ear, as I shut off the water. “Let’s go into the other room.” As I hand him a towel and put another around him. Help him dry, as I stand there with my stiffy. I grab a towel for myself. I kiss him deeply and grind my cock into him, letting him know the urgency of my need. He grinds back, hands on my back and tongues deep into each other. I put some special lube onto my finger, and pull one cheek apart and gently apply it to his insides.
I walk with him into the bedroom and we both get onto the bed. I turn off the lights and see the lube is where is should be. I kiss Scott and grind into his cock and tweak his nipples and basically go to town on this hot stud. It was lovely and we were both very hard and oozing pre-cum. “I need to eat out that sweet ass again, babe.” And tap him to roll over. He does, legs at right angles and pulled up. He’s assumed the position. And I eat ass for Britain. For a long, long time. I mean, a LONG time. My pointy tongue is IN there. He is SQUIRMING. He’s like STICK A FINGER IN. More squirming. But I don’t. He’s like, ‘Fuck me please dude’. But I don’t. I told you , I got A game on ass munching. I go happily on my way. Deep between two tight cheeks. ‘Dude, FUCKING FUCK ME NOW YOU COMPLETE ASS HOLE. I NEED YOU IN ME NOW!’ But I don’t. I keep tonguing, he is whimpering. Pounding the mattress…practically crying. Ah, that’s the sign I wanted. So I get into position and place my head at his anus, and take some lube and squirt it vaguely in the right area, and apply pressure. Not a lot, but enough. I want ½ sphincter penetration. I think I got it right. Then I get to review the Christmas card list, and who didn’t send one, and who is off for sure next year. And my bone is SO FUCKING HARD. But I need another minute. Chicken soup. Yep, need to make some of that. And I release pressure. “Scott, babe, turn over please, and put your legs on my shoulder.” Which he does, as I look deeply into his eyes. I go back to ½ sphincter mode, fast – not breaking contact is key on the flip. Give it thirty, lean in for a kiss and push in. I keep kissing, hold the cock, and pull back and look at his blissful eyes. “My cock’s in your ass, man, and it feels great. Tell me when I can go futher. I want to get all in, then you need to let me know when I can go to town. And it’ll be a slow walk to town.”
Scott nods. And says “It doesn’t hurt so much and feels funny. I don’t mind it and I can see it’s pleasing you.”
“You ass feels (gay sing song) AWESOME, Scott. Thank you for letting me have this experience.” And I wait for his queue. As I stare into his eyes, giving him time, kissing him, biting his lip, and playing with him. Distracting him from the LARGE cock (my emphasis, hey, it’s my cock) in his now post-virginal ass.
“Tell me how you feel, babe?” As I take time to tweak a nipple.
“Get in me man, I need to feel it”. So I do. Slowly. But I end up balls deep, and no one it throwing flags, yellow or red. “You okay, babe? I love you so much, and you feel so good. I want you to feel good too.” Scott just looks into my eyes and says “It’s fucking unbelievable. This is fucking? It feels awesome. Go slow, but go, man, I want this. Make it fun for you and enjoy it.” Jeez, hall pass, much? Ignoring the roller coaster this day has been, I do.
Some deep thrusts, to stimulate my cock, then gentle restful ones to keep me on that plane, and then some more deep thrusts to bring me up a bit. I’m kissing Scott and my abs are tight on his lubed cock. Another round of deeps, some rest-fulls, some deeps and “How you doing kid, as I massage his very hard and beautiful cock.”
“Fine, Ethan – Don’t touch my cock, please. I don’t want to cum too soon and I want to cum hands free.”
“Well, don’t take forever, I could come on your command, so let me know what you need.”
“Fuck slow and work my cock in your abs. Fuck it, do what you did before.” So I do. “Give me rapid thrusts, I am so close and that feels the best” so I go into porn star mode, 5, now 8, now 12, ‘I am so close’ – Jeez, this is a lot of work, sweat is dripping everywhere. And I stop counting and I’m shortly rewarded with messy cum all over. It stunk beautifully, and I paused to lick some up and kiss Scott. And I came in his ass. Gently spurts. A few thrusts. But just spurts. Quantitative spurts, but no deep thrusts needed to accomplish the goal. But I shot big time, over 9, which is a lot for me. And we stayed kissing until I was deflated and almost falling out.
“That was beautiful, Scott. One of the best fucks I’ve had in my entire life. Thank you for giving that to me.” As I look deeply into Scott’s sated eyes. He didn’t shudder, and we held each other close and it was warm and sticky and wonderful. We held each other and it was pure bliss, IMO, we have to hear Scott’s side. But I thought it was lovely. My cock deflated to flaccid, and I pulled him up and said, lets get you cleaned up. So he shit my cum and had cum farts and was super pretty and I turned the shower on to wash us up.
“I have so much to tell you. That was so awesome. No way are we not doing that again. You were wonderful. That was fucking amazing.” As we kissed.
And I’ll stop it there for now. The rest is personal.
P.S. Scott offered to write his version, if anyone is interested.
Cheers,
Ethan.
So Scott and I relaxed and we had another drink and just kicked back. It was early. No rush, as there shouldn’t be, and I worked hard to get his mind elsewhere. Anywhere fun, other than me penetrating his virgin ass. And we cuddled and giggled and out right belly laughed. I told him how hot I thought Jared’s cock was, and he was like “green beans”, which set us off laughing. And I offered that I wouldn’t wear my bench press pants for do my glutes, but perhaps compression pants, and since he was the prime beneficiary of my glute work out, he conceded the exercises would be okay, with appropriate LEG modesty. No way Jose am I swearing off all modesty. What would be the point, zero incentive to work harder.
So I felt us get into the zone. We cuddled and it was touch all the time and it was good. “Shower time, big guy?” I said to him. And he nodded, with a cheeky grin. Fuck he is hot. So we walked to the bedroom and we undressed each other, kissing and admiring as we went. I took HIS hand and led him into the shower, and told him to take a piss as I got the water right. Then I stood next to him, admiring his admirable meat, and crossed swords with him. Yes, he pissed on my foot. Yes, I returned the honor.
Then we got into the shower and he soaped me first. Very well, and got a nice rise out of me. Then I soaped him, putting my cock in his crack and other places I’d previously not gone out of respect to his wishes. But I went there now. And lots of hand job action, and my hands on his pecs and making him feel like the glorious example of a man that he is. Fuck. He is a stud!
Then I tap his legs to open them gently and gently push his torso down, hands on wall, and apply my considerable rimming skills. Starting WAY out, and moving in closer, with a hand between his legs and on his cock, getting him ready. We spent a LONG time like this.
Then I stood up and whispered in his ear, as I shut off the water. “Let’s go into the other room.” As I hand him a towel and put another around him. Help him dry, as I stand there with my stiffy. I grab a towel for myself. I kiss him deeply and grind my cock into him, letting him know the urgency of my need. He grinds back, hands on my back and tongues deep into each other. I put some special lube onto my finger, and pull one cheek apart and gently apply it to his insides.
I walk with him into the bedroom and we both get onto the bed. I turn off the lights and see the lube is where is should be. I kiss Scott and grind into his cock and tweak his nipples and basically go to town on this hot stud. It was lovely and we were both very hard and oozing pre-cum. “I need to eat out that sweet ass again, babe.” And tap him to roll over. He does, legs at right angles and pulled up. He’s assumed the position. And I eat ass for Britain. For a long, long time. I mean, a LONG time. My pointy tongue is IN there. He is SQUIRMING. He’s like STICK A FINGER IN. More squirming. But I don’t. He’s like, ‘Fuck me please dude’. But I don’t. I told you , I got A game on ass munching. I go happily on my way. Deep between two tight cheeks. ‘Dude, FUCKING FUCK ME NOW YOU COMPLETE ASS HOLE. I NEED YOU IN ME NOW!’ But I don’t. I keep tonguing, he is whimpering. Pounding the mattress…practically crying. Ah, that’s the sign I wanted. So I get into position and place my head at his anus, and take some lube and squirt it vaguely in the right area, and apply pressure. Not a lot, but enough. I want ½ sphincter penetration. I think I got it right. Then I get to review the Christmas card list, and who didn’t send one, and who is off for sure next year. And my bone is SO FUCKING HARD. But I need another minute. Chicken soup. Yep, need to make some of that. And I release pressure. “Scott, babe, turn over please, and put your legs on my shoulder.” Which he does, as I look deeply into his eyes. I go back to ½ sphincter mode, fast – not breaking contact is key on the flip. Give it thirty, lean in for a kiss and push in. I keep kissing, hold the cock, and pull back and look at his blissful eyes. “My cock’s in your ass, man, and it feels great. Tell me when I can go futher. I want to get all in, then you need to let me know when I can go to town. And it’ll be a slow walk to town.”
Scott nods. And says “It doesn’t hurt so much and feels funny. I don’t mind it and I can see it’s pleasing you.”
“You ass feels (gay sing song) AWESOME, Scott. Thank you for letting me have this experience.” And I wait for his queue. As I stare into his eyes, giving him time, kissing him, biting his lip, and playing with him. Distracting him from the LARGE cock (my emphasis, hey, it’s my cock) in his now post-virginal ass.
“Tell me how you feel, babe?” As I take time to tweak a nipple.
“Get in me man, I need to feel it”. So I do. Slowly. But I end up balls deep, and no one it throwing flags, yellow or red. “You okay, babe? I love you so much, and you feel so good. I want you to feel good too.” Scott just looks into my eyes and says “It’s fucking unbelievable. This is fucking? It feels awesome. Go slow, but go, man, I want this. Make it fun for you and enjoy it.” Jeez, hall pass, much? Ignoring the roller coaster this day has been, I do.
Some deep thrusts, to stimulate my cock, then gentle restful ones to keep me on that plane, and then some more deep thrusts to bring me up a bit. I’m kissing Scott and my abs are tight on his lubed cock. Another round of deeps, some rest-fulls, some deeps and “How you doing kid, as I massage his very hard and beautiful cock.”
“Fine, Ethan – Don’t touch my cock, please. I don’t want to cum too soon and I want to cum hands free.”
“Well, don’t take forever, I could come on your command, so let me know what you need.”
“Fuck slow and work my cock in your abs. Fuck it, do what you did before.” So I do. “Give me rapid thrusts, I am so close and that feels the best” so I go into porn star mode, 5, now 8, now 12, ‘I am so close’ – Jeez, this is a lot of work, sweat is dripping everywhere. And I stop counting and I’m shortly rewarded with messy cum all over. It stunk beautifully, and I paused to lick some up and kiss Scott. And I came in his ass. Gently spurts. A few thrusts. But just spurts. Quantitative spurts, but no deep thrusts needed to accomplish the goal. But I shot big time, over 9, which is a lot for me. And we stayed kissing until I was deflated and almost falling out.
“That was beautiful, Scott. One of the best fucks I’ve had in my entire life. Thank you for giving that to me.” As I look deeply into Scott’s sated eyes. He didn’t shudder, and we held each other close and it was warm and sticky and wonderful. We held each other and it was pure bliss, IMO, we have to hear Scott’s side. But I thought it was lovely. My cock deflated to flaccid, and I pulled him up and said, lets get you cleaned up. So he shit my cum and had cum farts and was super pretty and I turned the shower on to wash us up.
“I have so much to tell you. That was so awesome. No way are we not doing that again. You were wonderful. That was fucking amazing.” As we kissed.
And I’ll stop it there for now. The rest is personal.
P.S. Scott offered to write his version, if anyone is interested.
Cheers,
Ethan.
I just want to say in regards to this entire story:
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that was so fucking hot....and yes... I need to hear Scott's version
Blimey you can't leave us at that point, of course we need to need how the rest of the evening pans out !!
I mean is the Pope Catholic ? Do bears poo in the woods ?? Details please
I mean is the Pope Catholic ? Do bears poo in the woods ?? Details please
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I agree with sunandfun .. let’s hear Scott’s version
Oh and that was another awesome chapter dude
Oh and that was another awesome chapter dude
Hi guys,
I know most of you quite rightly think I’m an absolute shit for how I treated Ethan. And you are right, and I’m working hard with him to grow our relationship and to keep it loving. He said you wanted my version of that night. Please read it with sympathy as my writing skills aren’t the equal of Ethan’s. Thank you.
Okay, so like, this has been a very difficult day. I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD LOVE ANOTHER MAN. Nor did I think I would have a boyfriend. Never did I think said boyfriend would trigger such a huge fit of my satyriasis. I’ve had it since my dick and balls got big. But never an event like today. I was blind with rage, at that pervert stroking his cock at Ethan. Pure sweet Ethan. I acted shamefully and the look in Ethan’s eyes when he made to leave the hotel was a gut punch, black eye, knee to the balls and a chopping off of my manhood. I saw immediately what I had lost. And I’m clawing my way back up the mountain. And thanking GOD.
And I think Ethan understood my viewpoint when we talked in the tub. We’ll see. Love is complicated enough for a couple, let alone three or hopefully four. More work needs to be done there for sure.
And Ethan is good. He knew there was no way I could deny his request to fuck me. In a weird way, I am kind of excited. I mean, I’ve seen lots of porn where everyone loves it, I kind of want to see how the other half lives. And it will be Ethan, and he wants to, and if it teaches me to be a better lover for him, than I want to learn that. It was swapping my dick for a vaginal that convinced me. Cuz that would be totally hot. But only for like one day.
But thank god he’s not rushing it and thank god for weed and alcohol. It’s absolutely numbing me up and letting me loosen some inhibitions. And he’s so sweet and good and it’s nice to have him back.
But I know my guy. I’ve seen him adjust his cock three times now. And he only does that when he’s horny. I don’t even know if he knows he does it. Then he lifts his ass up and like pulls out his pants, allowing his cock to expand a little down his leg.
“Shower time, big guy?” And I am kind of excited. It’s happening. Wow. And he leads me to the bedroom and we undress. Then he takes me to the bathroom and starts the water, and does a replay of our first time and tells me to take a piss. And I love sword play. It’s so dumb, but its male bonding. He told me later he made me piss as his cock would be pounding on my bladder shortly, so better to empty it beforehand. Huh. Did not know that.
So we got into the shower and he’s triggered me and I’m ready to go. Let’s bring on the main event. But sweet Ethan gets all hot and bothered and is like covering every inch of my body. And he loves eating my ass, which feels so, so good. I get an aching feeling in my hole as he rams his stiff tongue into me. I’m craving something else in there and I need it. I do an ass shimmy into his face, and he continues.
“Let’s go into the other room.” And Ethan is being kind to me and wrapping me with a towel and the gentleness is so loving. He is totally sending me, “I’m here to take care of you” and I have to work that into my routine. It’s so comforting. AND I AM NERVOUS. I can feel my ass clenching. Absolute flipping of a switch from relaxed to clenched. I guess your ass can do that. All of my relaxed state from the rimming is gone and I’m really concerned about not being able to let him in. It’s going to hurt, but I can deal with pain. I’m worried about failing him. He is so cute putting the special lube into me. Ah, that’s what that feels like…huh.
We walk into the bedroom and we get onto the bed. Ethan is absolutely in charge here. It’s nice to sit back and enjoy, rather than running the show. He turns off the lights, leans in and kisses me and starts grinding our cocks together.
What a difference from last week, when I found kissing a man disgusting. Now it’s such an essential part of my relationship with Ethan, so essential. I can’t imagine knowing him without kissing him. And his body is so hot. And it just feels so RIGHT.
So we have some nice foreplay, and I’m super boned and both of our cocks are slimed with precum. “I need to eat out the sweet ass again, babe” he says to me as he taps me to roll over. I’d have manhandled him and flipped him myself. Asking. Nice touch. This guys is just too much. He’s a total ass hound! But I am happy to comply as it feels so good. And it felt great. And he got me totally relaxed again and it was hot and he got me squirming. I wanted him to put a finger in, kind of like a book mark for his cock, but I don’t think he understood why I wanted a finger, or maybe he was enjoying himself too much, as he kept going.
Now, I think I’m still in the safety zone, because we talked earlier that he would take me in the missionary position…so I figure I have some time. But he got me crazed and I yelled a bunch of stuff at him. I was fucking ready, my ASS needed to be penetrated, and now. And he did.
Wow, fucking sweet move. I didn’t even know he entered me. I didn’t feel a thing at all, and then he did that flip thing and barely broke contact, and restored his penetration immediately, and I’m facing my lover and I have his manhood IN MY ASS. Wow, so this is what it’s like. And Ethan is a pro. I HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT MOVE.
And it was the constant pressure on my anus, sort of like how you put your finger on a cut, I guess. And he is being so gentle and so slow. I’m staring into his eyes and he’s totally focused on me. My legs get on his shoulders and he’s telling me he’s in, and will go slow. And it was his slowness that saved me. Because now I am feeling those gut punches Ethan talked about. Discomfort really. But he was just easing into me still.
This is so fucking interesting. Wow. And Ethan is LOVING IT. I am so happy.
And Ethan goes all gay and sings that my ass is Awesome, which was really nice to hear. And I am so glad he is happy. His smile is infectious to me. And it’s all just good.
And Ethan comes in for a kiss and I can feel him entering further and it’s not exactly comfortable, but I’m playing tonsil hockey with him and I don’t mind so much.
So he takes my nipple and tweaks me. He knows that goes straight to my cock. Which is hard. Huh. And he asks how I’m feeling. Wow. He cares. I’m always like, fuck you, it’s about me. He cares how I’m feeling. And I tell him to just fuck me. So he starts, slowly, and he keeps looking at me and asking me how I feel. Like a lot. Which blows my mind. I tell him to go to town and make it fun.
He lubed his cock up before when I was on my stomach, and when he flipped me, he lubed my cock. And his abs worked my cock and when they weren’t, he used his hands to keep me REALLY stimulated.
And the feelings were like total body. My sphincter and chute, my ass as his thighs land on them. My legs resting on his shoulders, my nipples getting worked over, my eyes taking Ethan’s joy in and my mouth being ravished and lastly – Who would have listed my cock on the priority list as last. But it was. Dead fucking. All of the other parts of my body, via my heart and brain, were stimulating my cock and nobody needed to do anything else to bring love there.
He’s fucking me like he said he would. Deep thrusts, where he arches his back to get every last millimeter of his shaft into my ass. I can feel his pubes, and he strokes me in time to his thrusts. And I can see the passion rising in him and I must be doing a good job. And his slow thrusts were beautiful and I could relax a little and enjoy feeling him in me and my cock is so ready to explode I ask him to not touch it. And he rabbit fucks me again and the thrusts don’t hurt but I love his cock gliding over my sphincter and he’s totally hitting my prostrate and each thrust is like tapping that organ and saying “cmon, spew your load, c'mon” and fuck. I did. I came all over. Hands free. My head was thrashing side to side, the joy, pleasure, pain, love, lust, animal instincts and I couldn’t get enough of this man or this fuck. I’m holding him hard and I can feel him shoot. He’s PERFECTLY still. And I feel his cock expand against my ring and his dick swells, and there goes a load. And the look of nirvana on his face is in my spank bank, as Ethan says. More like my memories of love. Wow. Who would have thunk it!
And he just stays there and we come down off our high together. And we are laughing, and giggling, and kissing and he’s being so sweet to me and saying such nice stuff. All of the stuff I WANT to hear, he spits out. Couldn’t repeat a word of it if I had to, but the words were just pure love. It was beautiful.
And, OMG. I’ve never, obviously, had fuck farts. FUCK. So that’s what Ethan feels. They are uncontrollable. You have an innate fear something’s going to fly out. It’s embarrassing. And surprising. You have NO control over it. And then I have to shit badly. Which I do. And Ethan is laughing his ass off – but I KNOW it’s with me, not AT me. And the irony and laughter are infectious. And I tell him to fuck off. And he is loving it, he’s on the bed laughing, and swatting his hand on the mattress. And I think it’s fucking beautiful. He said there was no way we weren’t doing this again. And I have to agree with him. He is usually right.
Thank you for reading, and hope it lived up to your expectations. And thank you for helping Ethan too.
Best.
Scott
I know most of you quite rightly think I’m an absolute shit for how I treated Ethan. And you are right, and I’m working hard with him to grow our relationship and to keep it loving. He said you wanted my version of that night. Please read it with sympathy as my writing skills aren’t the equal of Ethan’s. Thank you.
Okay, so like, this has been a very difficult day. I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD LOVE ANOTHER MAN. Nor did I think I would have a boyfriend. Never did I think said boyfriend would trigger such a huge fit of my satyriasis. I’ve had it since my dick and balls got big. But never an event like today. I was blind with rage, at that pervert stroking his cock at Ethan. Pure sweet Ethan. I acted shamefully and the look in Ethan’s eyes when he made to leave the hotel was a gut punch, black eye, knee to the balls and a chopping off of my manhood. I saw immediately what I had lost. And I’m clawing my way back up the mountain. And thanking GOD.
And I think Ethan understood my viewpoint when we talked in the tub. We’ll see. Love is complicated enough for a couple, let alone three or hopefully four. More work needs to be done there for sure.
And Ethan is good. He knew there was no way I could deny his request to fuck me. In a weird way, I am kind of excited. I mean, I’ve seen lots of porn where everyone loves it, I kind of want to see how the other half lives. And it will be Ethan, and he wants to, and if it teaches me to be a better lover for him, than I want to learn that. It was swapping my dick for a vaginal that convinced me. Cuz that would be totally hot. But only for like one day.
But thank god he’s not rushing it and thank god for weed and alcohol. It’s absolutely numbing me up and letting me loosen some inhibitions. And he’s so sweet and good and it’s nice to have him back.
But I know my guy. I’ve seen him adjust his cock three times now. And he only does that when he’s horny. I don’t even know if he knows he does it. Then he lifts his ass up and like pulls out his pants, allowing his cock to expand a little down his leg.
“Shower time, big guy?” And I am kind of excited. It’s happening. Wow. And he leads me to the bedroom and we undress. Then he takes me to the bathroom and starts the water, and does a replay of our first time and tells me to take a piss. And I love sword play. It’s so dumb, but its male bonding. He told me later he made me piss as his cock would be pounding on my bladder shortly, so better to empty it beforehand. Huh. Did not know that.
So we got into the shower and he’s triggered me and I’m ready to go. Let’s bring on the main event. But sweet Ethan gets all hot and bothered and is like covering every inch of my body. And he loves eating my ass, which feels so, so good. I get an aching feeling in my hole as he rams his stiff tongue into me. I’m craving something else in there and I need it. I do an ass shimmy into his face, and he continues.
“Let’s go into the other room.” And Ethan is being kind to me and wrapping me with a towel and the gentleness is so loving. He is totally sending me, “I’m here to take care of you” and I have to work that into my routine. It’s so comforting. AND I AM NERVOUS. I can feel my ass clenching. Absolute flipping of a switch from relaxed to clenched. I guess your ass can do that. All of my relaxed state from the rimming is gone and I’m really concerned about not being able to let him in. It’s going to hurt, but I can deal with pain. I’m worried about failing him. He is so cute putting the special lube into me. Ah, that’s what that feels like…huh.
We walk into the bedroom and we get onto the bed. Ethan is absolutely in charge here. It’s nice to sit back and enjoy, rather than running the show. He turns off the lights, leans in and kisses me and starts grinding our cocks together.
What a difference from last week, when I found kissing a man disgusting. Now it’s such an essential part of my relationship with Ethan, so essential. I can’t imagine knowing him without kissing him. And his body is so hot. And it just feels so RIGHT.
So we have some nice foreplay, and I’m super boned and both of our cocks are slimed with precum. “I need to eat out the sweet ass again, babe” he says to me as he taps me to roll over. I’d have manhandled him and flipped him myself. Asking. Nice touch. This guys is just too much. He’s a total ass hound! But I am happy to comply as it feels so good. And it felt great. And he got me totally relaxed again and it was hot and he got me squirming. I wanted him to put a finger in, kind of like a book mark for his cock, but I don’t think he understood why I wanted a finger, or maybe he was enjoying himself too much, as he kept going.
Now, I think I’m still in the safety zone, because we talked earlier that he would take me in the missionary position…so I figure I have some time. But he got me crazed and I yelled a bunch of stuff at him. I was fucking ready, my ASS needed to be penetrated, and now. And he did.
Wow, fucking sweet move. I didn’t even know he entered me. I didn’t feel a thing at all, and then he did that flip thing and barely broke contact, and restored his penetration immediately, and I’m facing my lover and I have his manhood IN MY ASS. Wow, so this is what it’s like. And Ethan is a pro. I HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT MOVE.
And it was the constant pressure on my anus, sort of like how you put your finger on a cut, I guess. And he is being so gentle and so slow. I’m staring into his eyes and he’s totally focused on me. My legs get on his shoulders and he’s telling me he’s in, and will go slow. And it was his slowness that saved me. Because now I am feeling those gut punches Ethan talked about. Discomfort really. But he was just easing into me still.
This is so fucking interesting. Wow. And Ethan is LOVING IT. I am so happy.
And Ethan goes all gay and sings that my ass is Awesome, which was really nice to hear. And I am so glad he is happy. His smile is infectious to me. And it’s all just good.
And Ethan comes in for a kiss and I can feel him entering further and it’s not exactly comfortable, but I’m playing tonsil hockey with him and I don’t mind so much.
So he takes my nipple and tweaks me. He knows that goes straight to my cock. Which is hard. Huh. And he asks how I’m feeling. Wow. He cares. I’m always like, fuck you, it’s about me. He cares how I’m feeling. And I tell him to just fuck me. So he starts, slowly, and he keeps looking at me and asking me how I feel. Like a lot. Which blows my mind. I tell him to go to town and make it fun.
He lubed his cock up before when I was on my stomach, and when he flipped me, he lubed my cock. And his abs worked my cock and when they weren’t, he used his hands to keep me REALLY stimulated.
And the feelings were like total body. My sphincter and chute, my ass as his thighs land on them. My legs resting on his shoulders, my nipples getting worked over, my eyes taking Ethan’s joy in and my mouth being ravished and lastly – Who would have listed my cock on the priority list as last. But it was. Dead fucking. All of the other parts of my body, via my heart and brain, were stimulating my cock and nobody needed to do anything else to bring love there.
He’s fucking me like he said he would. Deep thrusts, where he arches his back to get every last millimeter of his shaft into my ass. I can feel his pubes, and he strokes me in time to his thrusts. And I can see the passion rising in him and I must be doing a good job. And his slow thrusts were beautiful and I could relax a little and enjoy feeling him in me and my cock is so ready to explode I ask him to not touch it. And he rabbit fucks me again and the thrusts don’t hurt but I love his cock gliding over my sphincter and he’s totally hitting my prostrate and each thrust is like tapping that organ and saying “cmon, spew your load, c'mon” and fuck. I did. I came all over. Hands free. My head was thrashing side to side, the joy, pleasure, pain, love, lust, animal instincts and I couldn’t get enough of this man or this fuck. I’m holding him hard and I can feel him shoot. He’s PERFECTLY still. And I feel his cock expand against my ring and his dick swells, and there goes a load. And the look of nirvana on his face is in my spank bank, as Ethan says. More like my memories of love. Wow. Who would have thunk it!
And he just stays there and we come down off our high together. And we are laughing, and giggling, and kissing and he’s being so sweet to me and saying such nice stuff. All of the stuff I WANT to hear, he spits out. Couldn’t repeat a word of it if I had to, but the words were just pure love. It was beautiful.
And, OMG. I’ve never, obviously, had fuck farts. FUCK. So that’s what Ethan feels. They are uncontrollable. You have an innate fear something’s going to fly out. It’s embarrassing. And surprising. You have NO control over it. And then I have to shit badly. Which I do. And Ethan is laughing his ass off – but I KNOW it’s with me, not AT me. And the irony and laughter are infectious. And I tell him to fuck off. And he is loving it, he’s on the bed laughing, and swatting his hand on the mattress. And I think it’s fucking beautiful. He said there was no way we weren’t doing this again. And I have to agree with him. He is usually right.
Thank you for reading, and hope it lived up to your expectations. And thank you for helping Ethan too.
Best.
Scott
Glad you liked it. Awesome GIF. Thank you.I just want to say in regards to this entire story:
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Ethan
Glad you liked it, my man. Scott's version is posted. Hope you like that, too!
Cheers,
Ethan
You asking about Jack or Scott? There is a WHOLE lot coming yourBlimey you can't leave us at that point, of course we need to need how the rest of the evening pans out !!
I mean is the Pope Catholic ? Do bears poo in the woods ?? Details please
I agree with sunandfun .. let’s hear Scott’s version
Oh and that was another awesome chapter dude
Scott's version is posted. LMK what you think. And a LOT more is coming about Jack. He has the best cock. And ass. Like how I got him to stop? Pretty good trick, right?
Thanks for reading.
Cheers,
Ethan.
So I come to, and I’m lying on the street with me head in Jack’s lap. He is cradling me, sideways, so I can see into his soulful eyes.
“What happened, Jack? And how long have I been out?”
“Dude, you collapsed, and were out for like over 2 minutes. I was about to call 911” showing me the phone in his hand. “Are you okay? What happened? Does this happen often” God he has such a sexy voice. Then I figure where my head is. In his lap. Which is where that big floppy cock lives. Jeez. You are flat on your back in the street. Better get up before a busy body stops to assist.
“Thanks man. Never happened before. But I’ve never kissed my husband before, either.” As I sit up and turn to him. Looking into his eyes. Yup, he saw them too. I saw electric pulses in a blackened sky, but that was literally me just passing out. Kissing my husband made me pass out. Wow - grandkids will hear that story, for sure!
I get up, grab the hood stick and drop the hood. Go to the driver’s side and turn off the car. Open the back door and get my beach bag – plus 2 waters and a blanket. Close and lock the car and walk back to Jack.
“Don’t you want to check the Check Engine light”
“Na, dude. I totally made that up so you’d stop. Car’s fine.” And looking at Jack, he just grins and is like, “Wow, man, you are good. Totally worked.” “Yep, now let’s go find a nice place to sit and I want to hear all about Jack. Jack what, BTW?” as we walk over the verge and into the woods, I’m eyeing a clearing on the other side.
“Reed. And you are Ethan?” Fuck, I hate this question. No comments from the peanut gallery, please.
“Cummings.” NO need to say anymore! And it’s considered a big deal for gay guys to swap last names – stops the anonymity. So first baby step.
“Nice to meet you. You look great in a pair of speedos.” And I hear what is like a rapid clicking noise.
“Are you photographing my ass?”
“Yep, and those legs and your back. I’m an artist and I do obsessive sketches of like everything. I can burn it into my mind once I’ve drawn it, but I can’t remember details until I do, so I need pictures. I wish I have brought my sketch pad, I could show you.”
“That’s cool. I loves artists. I have a journal book in my bag and some pens. I can’t draw for shit, but I try and log memorable stuff that happens. And a LOT of crazy shit has happened in the last week.”
“Why the last week?”
“Look, let’s put a blanket down here and let me get you the journal.” So we do. And I pull out my journal and thumb back like a million pages until I get to “Oh, the joys of my life.” And turn it over to him and I say, read it. And he does. And he stops and looks at me like a lot, as he thumbs the pages. “This is some heavy shit.”
“Well, Scott and I believe honesty is the best policy and we are trying to provide full disclosure to potential suitors, and I figured, no better or faster way than to just hand you that.”
“You really liked Henry’s cock?”
“Of course. That okay with you.”
“Totally, he’s a friends with benefits. He told me last night he wanted a 3 way with you.”
“Well as long as you are the 3rd, fine by me.”
“Turn over onto your stomach and let me massage you while you read. It’ll give me something to do.” So he does.
Now sweet Jesus. Jack has to be 6’3” if he’s anything. And his upper body is massive, muscular and lithe and comes down into a V at his ass, which is massive and his legs are stunning and powerful. I take his shoes and socks off and I plan to start on his foot and work my way up. I have some lotion (packed for this occasion) and I figured that foot’s probably put on a lot of miles today and I spend a lot of time rubbing him, and feeling him, and his legs are stunning. His calves are amazing. This thighs -- Jeez. Words can't describe.
“Dude, I love that you are massaging me, cuz I can really use this. And I love your touch. But your blog is basically pure porn and I can’t have you do both. I’m at like Thursday and I want to cum badly. and there are like 50 pages to go.”
“Well, tell me what you think so far. You can read the rest later.”
I lie down next to him and he rolls over onto his side head propped on his elbow and he looks into me. “Does it scare you.”
“Absolutely it fucking scares the shit out of me.” Not the response I was hoping for…but his eyes aren’t saying that.
“Hold still Ethan, and he photo clicks me.” A lot. “Stand up”, and we both do, and he puts my body into the sun and clicks like a lot. All sides and angles. He zooms into one pic and shows it to me. It shows my cock draped over my balls in the speedo, with maximum package as planned, with the ring of my crown visible. Then he scrolls left and there is a full body one. Decent pics. You can tell he’s an artist.
“Do you mind if I send these to my mom? I promised her I would as soon as I met you.” I’m like, WFT on so many levels. “Do you regularly sext your mommy?” Sheesh. You land a perfect 10 and he has a mommy fetish. “No, dummy. I do not, and I’ll tell you the reason shortly, but can I please send these?” I nod, he clicks send.
“Sit with me” and we lie down again. And we just look at each other. God, he has beautiful eyes.
“Look, Jack, I have a LOT of information I need to share with you. But I really just want to take your clothes off. Can we do that?” He nods. We silently stand and I take his maroon shirt and put it over his head. I go to his waist and remove his beautiful blue shorts. He is wearing UnderArmour briefs. And the package is spectacular. “Can I please take a picture of this?” And I get out my phone. And I’m clicking like mad. Then I pull the tight briefs out and down and a LOVELY bullet snake of a cock, easily 7” flops out. And it flopped out in slow mo mode. This thing is FUCKING MASSIVE. “Dude, for real?” and his balls are just massive and godly.
“Hey Ethan. A couple of questions” and he puts my shirt behind my neck, like I did his.
“Do you prefer giving or receiving in anal”
“Receiving, with the option to give”
“Do you like to rim”
“Like a pro”
“Can you deep throat?”
“Depends. But yes, up to about 8, 9” gets tricky. Depends how fat it is, how hot the guy is and how sober I am. At 7” soft, what is that thing like 10 inches?”
“Ha, I wish. I’m a true shower. I don’t grow at all, really. I fatten out a bit and get hard.” Heaven. I’ve always wanted a shower.
“Prefer cut or uncut”
“Both, but prefer cut”
“Favorite position?”
“Missionary”
“Do you kiss?”
“Always”
My speedo is now being removed and my cock pops out. He is liking all of the questions. Jack is stroking me. “Nice man.” As he drops to his knees to inspect it. His phone rings and it says “Mom” and FaceTime. He answers the call.
“Hi Mom” As he continues to stroke me.
“YOU FOUND HIM” she yells with a look of sheer joy on her face.
“I did Mom. And he is just wonderful. His name is Ethan.”
“Well HELLO Ethan, and welcome to the Reed family. You MUST come visit me right away!”
Jack had turned the phone to my face (thank god) and I wave at Mrs. Reed. “Nice to meet you, too!”
“Please call me Margaret. Jack – I want a picture of the third drawing that you did. Do they match?”
“I’m finding out now, Mom, but yeah, they match” He has a dreamy look in his eyes. Margaret gets up and goes to her desk, opens a drawer and you here the rustling of paper. “Ah, here. Can you see it?” And Jack says “yes” – “Show it to Ethan and explain it so he doesn’t think you are a nut job.” And he shows me a sketching, in charcoal, beautiful. Of a cock, just like mine, resting over heft balls in a speedo, with the ridge of the crown completely visible.” “Fuck dude, I mean, wow man. That’s a great drawing. What’s it from?” “I’ll tell you shortly”
“Show him this one Jack.” And he shows me a faceless drawing of a man whose body resembles mine in a very eerie way. “And show him this, Jack” And he shows me a very erect cock and balls which is a picture perfect version of me. “Does it match, Jack?” And he looks at her and nods. “I need a pic of the 3rd one” And he turns his phone to me and clicks a pic of my erect cock and sends it to his mom. I’m all like WTF, but I’m willing to see what’s behind this.
“Well this is so exciting and I’m so happy for the both of you. But I see you two are getting to know each other, so I'll let you go. And I need to go and start making calls to the ladies. I’ve been out-done by Shirley Jones and Barbara Mason for years about how wonderful their son's boyfriends are and now I have something to shut them up about.”
“Bye Mom, love you.”
Jack’s hand has been on my cock the entire time. Now he is rubbing it with his face.
“Dad passed a while ago, and my Mom and I were lamenting our sad love lives. Specifically a lack of decent cocks. Hey, we had a LOT of wine, and as she says, we like the same thing. Anyway, Dad and I had the same genes and she was used to that and she kept dating smaller men, who didn’t do anything for her.” As I said, I doodle. “And I drew the speedo picture and she was like, what’s that, and I said, that’s my husband. And I drew your body. And then I drew your erection. And she kept them for you.”
I pulled him up to me and kissed him. And his cock got erect. And it was hot. And I spun him around and went right into his ass. Remember I said there were times to go right in. Well, this was one of them. And he groans and he moans and he liked it.
“I need to fuck you, Ethan.” And he turns around and we get down and I lie on my back and spread my legs and he comes in and lubes his cock from the massage oil and comes to my anus and presses gently but firmly. I move my legs to his shoulders and enjoy the sensations of his penetration. Our eyes are locked and he pushes in when he sees that he can. And it was a hot, slamming fuck and it was awesome and we kissed the entire time and I shot a load between us and he did right after. Then we just stayed prone. Holding each other. Happy – elated, and sated. This is the start of something good, as he rested his forehead on mine, breathing my breath. His cock still in me. Oh, btw – perfect bullet shape – 8”, I’d say! Bingo!
"Let's get dressed and get to The Rock - I can't wait to introduce you to everyone!" as we get up. "Hey Ethan, can I wear your speedo and shirt?" I look at him. I mean, I get it. But he's a big boy. Bigger than me. "That would be super hot" So he puts on the speedo and it's obscene. I rearrange his cock to lay over this balls and he just sighs. I totally get it. Then he puts my shirt on. It's tight, but it'll do.
Then I bring his briefs to my nose and face and inhale deeply, as I look into his eyes. Jack gets a shit eating grim. I slip them on and my cock is relishing being in someone else's spot. His pouch is bigger from his larger cock, but mine fits as well. I sniff his maroon shirt - nice and smelly and it's going home with me. And I put it on. Then his blue nylon shorts. And Jack photos me like mad, and he give me his camera to take pictures of him. Then he props his camera on a branch after looking through the lens and comes back to me and puts his arm around my shoulder. Then he kisses me. Then he says duck about a foot and do both again, which is hard, but we do it. And we are SO FUCKING HAPPY.
“What happened, Jack? And how long have I been out?”
“Dude, you collapsed, and were out for like over 2 minutes. I was about to call 911” showing me the phone in his hand. “Are you okay? What happened? Does this happen often” God he has such a sexy voice. Then I figure where my head is. In his lap. Which is where that big floppy cock lives. Jeez. You are flat on your back in the street. Better get up before a busy body stops to assist.
“Thanks man. Never happened before. But I’ve never kissed my husband before, either.” As I sit up and turn to him. Looking into his eyes. Yup, he saw them too. I saw electric pulses in a blackened sky, but that was literally me just passing out. Kissing my husband made me pass out. Wow - grandkids will hear that story, for sure!
I get up, grab the hood stick and drop the hood. Go to the driver’s side and turn off the car. Open the back door and get my beach bag – plus 2 waters and a blanket. Close and lock the car and walk back to Jack.
“Don’t you want to check the Check Engine light”
“Na, dude. I totally made that up so you’d stop. Car’s fine.” And looking at Jack, he just grins and is like, “Wow, man, you are good. Totally worked.” “Yep, now let’s go find a nice place to sit and I want to hear all about Jack. Jack what, BTW?” as we walk over the verge and into the woods, I’m eyeing a clearing on the other side.
“Reed. And you are Ethan?” Fuck, I hate this question. No comments from the peanut gallery, please.
“Cummings.” NO need to say anymore! And it’s considered a big deal for gay guys to swap last names – stops the anonymity. So first baby step.
“Nice to meet you. You look great in a pair of speedos.” And I hear what is like a rapid clicking noise.
“Are you photographing my ass?”
“Yep, and those legs and your back. I’m an artist and I do obsessive sketches of like everything. I can burn it into my mind once I’ve drawn it, but I can’t remember details until I do, so I need pictures. I wish I have brought my sketch pad, I could show you.”
“That’s cool. I loves artists. I have a journal book in my bag and some pens. I can’t draw for shit, but I try and log memorable stuff that happens. And a LOT of crazy shit has happened in the last week.”
“Why the last week?”
“Look, let’s put a blanket down here and let me get you the journal.” So we do. And I pull out my journal and thumb back like a million pages until I get to “Oh, the joys of my life.” And turn it over to him and I say, read it. And he does. And he stops and looks at me like a lot, as he thumbs the pages. “This is some heavy shit.”
“Well, Scott and I believe honesty is the best policy and we are trying to provide full disclosure to potential suitors, and I figured, no better or faster way than to just hand you that.”
“You really liked Henry’s cock?”
“Of course. That okay with you.”
“Totally, he’s a friends with benefits. He told me last night he wanted a 3 way with you.”
“Well as long as you are the 3rd, fine by me.”
“Turn over onto your stomach and let me massage you while you read. It’ll give me something to do.” So he does.
Now sweet Jesus. Jack has to be 6’3” if he’s anything. And his upper body is massive, muscular and lithe and comes down into a V at his ass, which is massive and his legs are stunning and powerful. I take his shoes and socks off and I plan to start on his foot and work my way up. I have some lotion (packed for this occasion) and I figured that foot’s probably put on a lot of miles today and I spend a lot of time rubbing him, and feeling him, and his legs are stunning. His calves are amazing. This thighs -- Jeez. Words can't describe.
“Dude, I love that you are massaging me, cuz I can really use this. And I love your touch. But your blog is basically pure porn and I can’t have you do both. I’m at like Thursday and I want to cum badly. and there are like 50 pages to go.”
“Well, tell me what you think so far. You can read the rest later.”
I lie down next to him and he rolls over onto his side head propped on his elbow and he looks into me. “Does it scare you.”
“Absolutely it fucking scares the shit out of me.” Not the response I was hoping for…but his eyes aren’t saying that.
“Hold still Ethan, and he photo clicks me.” A lot. “Stand up”, and we both do, and he puts my body into the sun and clicks like a lot. All sides and angles. He zooms into one pic and shows it to me. It shows my cock draped over my balls in the speedo, with maximum package as planned, with the ring of my crown visible. Then he scrolls left and there is a full body one. Decent pics. You can tell he’s an artist.
“Do you mind if I send these to my mom? I promised her I would as soon as I met you.” I’m like, WFT on so many levels. “Do you regularly sext your mommy?” Sheesh. You land a perfect 10 and he has a mommy fetish. “No, dummy. I do not, and I’ll tell you the reason shortly, but can I please send these?” I nod, he clicks send.
“Sit with me” and we lie down again. And we just look at each other. God, he has beautiful eyes.
“Look, Jack, I have a LOT of information I need to share with you. But I really just want to take your clothes off. Can we do that?” He nods. We silently stand and I take his maroon shirt and put it over his head. I go to his waist and remove his beautiful blue shorts. He is wearing UnderArmour briefs. And the package is spectacular. “Can I please take a picture of this?” And I get out my phone. And I’m clicking like mad. Then I pull the tight briefs out and down and a LOVELY bullet snake of a cock, easily 7” flops out. And it flopped out in slow mo mode. This thing is FUCKING MASSIVE. “Dude, for real?” and his balls are just massive and godly.
“Hey Ethan. A couple of questions” and he puts my shirt behind my neck, like I did his.
“Do you prefer giving or receiving in anal”
“Receiving, with the option to give”
“Do you like to rim”
“Like a pro”
“Can you deep throat?”
“Depends. But yes, up to about 8, 9” gets tricky. Depends how fat it is, how hot the guy is and how sober I am. At 7” soft, what is that thing like 10 inches?”
“Ha, I wish. I’m a true shower. I don’t grow at all, really. I fatten out a bit and get hard.” Heaven. I’ve always wanted a shower.
“Prefer cut or uncut”
“Both, but prefer cut”
“Favorite position?”
“Missionary”
“Do you kiss?”
“Always”
My speedo is now being removed and my cock pops out. He is liking all of the questions. Jack is stroking me. “Nice man.” As he drops to his knees to inspect it. His phone rings and it says “Mom” and FaceTime. He answers the call.
“Hi Mom” As he continues to stroke me.
“YOU FOUND HIM” she yells with a look of sheer joy on her face.
“I did Mom. And he is just wonderful. His name is Ethan.”
“Well HELLO Ethan, and welcome to the Reed family. You MUST come visit me right away!”
Jack had turned the phone to my face (thank god) and I wave at Mrs. Reed. “Nice to meet you, too!”
“Please call me Margaret. Jack – I want a picture of the third drawing that you did. Do they match?”
“I’m finding out now, Mom, but yeah, they match” He has a dreamy look in his eyes. Margaret gets up and goes to her desk, opens a drawer and you here the rustling of paper. “Ah, here. Can you see it?” And Jack says “yes” – “Show it to Ethan and explain it so he doesn’t think you are a nut job.” And he shows me a sketching, in charcoal, beautiful. Of a cock, just like mine, resting over heft balls in a speedo, with the ridge of the crown completely visible.” “Fuck dude, I mean, wow man. That’s a great drawing. What’s it from?” “I’ll tell you shortly”
“Show him this one Jack.” And he shows me a faceless drawing of a man whose body resembles mine in a very eerie way. “And show him this, Jack” And he shows me a very erect cock and balls which is a picture perfect version of me. “Does it match, Jack?” And he looks at her and nods. “I need a pic of the 3rd one” And he turns his phone to me and clicks a pic of my erect cock and sends it to his mom. I’m all like WTF, but I’m willing to see what’s behind this.
“Well this is so exciting and I’m so happy for the both of you. But I see you two are getting to know each other, so I'll let you go. And I need to go and start making calls to the ladies. I’ve been out-done by Shirley Jones and Barbara Mason for years about how wonderful their son's boyfriends are and now I have something to shut them up about.”
“Bye Mom, love you.”
Jack’s hand has been on my cock the entire time. Now he is rubbing it with his face.
“Dad passed a while ago, and my Mom and I were lamenting our sad love lives. Specifically a lack of decent cocks. Hey, we had a LOT of wine, and as she says, we like the same thing. Anyway, Dad and I had the same genes and she was used to that and she kept dating smaller men, who didn’t do anything for her.” As I said, I doodle. “And I drew the speedo picture and she was like, what’s that, and I said, that’s my husband. And I drew your body. And then I drew your erection. And she kept them for you.”
I pulled him up to me and kissed him. And his cock got erect. And it was hot. And I spun him around and went right into his ass. Remember I said there were times to go right in. Well, this was one of them. And he groans and he moans and he liked it.
“I need to fuck you, Ethan.” And he turns around and we get down and I lie on my back and spread my legs and he comes in and lubes his cock from the massage oil and comes to my anus and presses gently but firmly. I move my legs to his shoulders and enjoy the sensations of his penetration. Our eyes are locked and he pushes in when he sees that he can. And it was a hot, slamming fuck and it was awesome and we kissed the entire time and I shot a load between us and he did right after. Then we just stayed prone. Holding each other. Happy – elated, and sated. This is the start of something good, as he rested his forehead on mine, breathing my breath. His cock still in me. Oh, btw – perfect bullet shape – 8”, I’d say! Bingo!
"Let's get dressed and get to The Rock - I can't wait to introduce you to everyone!" as we get up. "Hey Ethan, can I wear your speedo and shirt?" I look at him. I mean, I get it. But he's a big boy. Bigger than me. "That would be super hot" So he puts on the speedo and it's obscene. I rearrange his cock to lay over this balls and he just sighs. I totally get it. Then he puts my shirt on. It's tight, but it'll do.
Then I bring his briefs to my nose and face and inhale deeply, as I look into his eyes. Jack gets a shit eating grim. I slip them on and my cock is relishing being in someone else's spot. His pouch is bigger from his larger cock, but mine fits as well. I sniff his maroon shirt - nice and smelly and it's going home with me. And I put it on. Then his blue nylon shorts. And Jack photos me like mad, and he give me his camera to take pictures of him. Then he props his camera on a branch after looking through the lens and comes back to me and puts his arm around my shoulder. Then he kisses me. Then he says duck about a foot and do both again, which is hard, but we do it. And we are SO FUCKING HAPPY.
So we got to the car and were surprised to see a police officer standing by my car. “This your car, gentlemen?” “Yes, sir, it is.” “Do you mind telling me what you are doing leaving it here, and what you were doing in the woods?”
“Well officer,” I said, “I stopped to meet up with my buddy and then we went into the woods to have a quick picnic.” “How did your buddy get here?” “I jogged” Jake said. And the cop looks at Big Jack and my skimpy speedo, T-shirt and flip flops. And then looks at my apparel.
“Why don’t you show me this picnic area?” And Jack and I exchange looks. What’s up with that? But we turn around and retrace our steps to the meadow. Fortunately the grass was still matted where we had our break/initial fuck? “This is where we picnic’d, officer. The cop leans into my bag and sees a towel and a book, but no food.
“What were you guys really doing here, I don’t see any food?” Ahhh. “Young man, please hand your phone to me and open your camera ap, yours too.” Soon the cop is looking at my cock. On both phones. And you can see him reacting and he actually adjusts his cock in his uniform.
“We’ve had some troubles in these woods with sexual hook-ups, although this is the first one during the day that I know of (book mark for later referencing). This looks kind of what this is, based on the time stamps. These are porn pictues, and based on that speedo bulge, I’m suspecting this one is you, right? That’s a serious offence, and I think I’m going to have to take you both into custody.”
“Officer, please, we just got engaged today, it’s a special occasion. My friend and I swapped clothes because we love each other. I was jogging out here and he stopped and then proposed to me and then we did have sex, but I also phoned my mother to tell her. Please do not arrest us on our engagement day! I’ll do anything you’d like! Please officer.”
“Fuck, are you guys kidding me? For real? Fuck. Is this your first time here?”
“Yes officer”
“Do you promise not to come back?”
“Yes officer” me thinking we were getting off lightly.
You, speedo boy, take your speedos off. And Jack does and the officer’s face, which I am watching, almost bulged. Fuck, he’s into Jack’s dick.
“Alright guys, here are your options. You can show me a good time and we all walk out of here happy, or you can fight me and you will regret it. You, jogger, drop your shorts.” Which I do.
“Who wants to get fucked?”
“I do” Jack says – “I just fucked my fiancé, so he might be sore.”
So Jake says to me “Lie down over there” and he climbs on top of me, obviously to kiss me and suck my cock when the officer violates him, and the officer grabs my towel, and lube from my bag and motions us over to him.
“This is NOT happening” And I lie on the blanket, Jack on all fours above me, and the cop opens his fly and pulls out an ugly and mean looking fat, veiny cock. Not my kind at all, and I’m glad Jack’s taking one for the team. I'd rather be arrested. The cop comes up behind Jack, applies lube and pushes in. He’s a youngish guy, 30’s – wedding ring tight on his finger. What is it with married guys. And pushes into Jack, just as Jack moves in to kiss me. We gently make out for a bit, but the cop starts picking up speed and making out is tough as we bang teeth, so Jack moves to my cock, while my eyes lock with the cop’s and they are none too friendly. But hey, all in the brotherhood, so I lighten up on him and give him a smile, and he smiles at me. I’m smiling because Jack gives head like a pro. And while I wanted to tap Jack’s ass first, it’s not like he was a virgin. Jack is MOANING, is he digging the cop fucking him? Or is it me? I'll have to ask him when he is less busy. I guess it is hot, you read about it all of the time in porn. Cop’s like, you got a nice ass, boy, you are getting me close and I got a big load in here – wifie-poo being a bit on the rag recently. And he picks up speed, and bends over as he thrusts in, with a big ugh.
Meanwhile I’m like sympathy cumming in Jack’s mouth. How, I don’t know, but it feels hot.
Cop pulls out. “You need to clean that ass out boy, you got a week’s worth of cop cum leaking out. And he pushes his dick back into his pants, stands up. “Now let’s get you boys outa here.”
Jack pulls my speedo up. They’ll need a wash for sure. And we grab our stuff and head back to the car. As we get in and get ready to leave, the cop taps the passenger window. What now.
“Great fuck, boys, thanks. Hey Jack – let Henry know I’ll be late to The Rock. Need to run home and change. And you must be the Ethan that Henry was raving about. Congrats on the engagement!” He grins and leaves.
Jack roles up the window. And looks at me. “What, I’ve read your fucking book and this is NOTHING compared to that.”
I pull out into traffic and I’m like “Speak”
“That’s Ben the cop. Used to play football for the local team. I used to blow him back when. He pulled me over a year or so ago, I got him off, he likes to pull me over whenever he needs something. By chance I was with you, I didn’t respond to him, so he probably went with that you didn’t know about him, which you didn’t. And I don’t mind his cock. And his wife is a dreadful shrew and frankly, it’s always good to have friends with the local gendarme.” I start laughing my ass off. I thought the whole thing was real. Sheesh. Gullible. Yep, that’s me.
“You are lethal babe, lethal. And I’m pretty sure that we will have a LOT of fun together” As we both laugh and arrive at St. George’s Lake.
“Let the FUN begin!” And I lean over and kiss this most adorable man who has stolen my heart so fast. And he has a fucking awesome cock to boot! Yeah. Happy Dance!
“Well officer,” I said, “I stopped to meet up with my buddy and then we went into the woods to have a quick picnic.” “How did your buddy get here?” “I jogged” Jake said. And the cop looks at Big Jack and my skimpy speedo, T-shirt and flip flops. And then looks at my apparel.
“Why don’t you show me this picnic area?” And Jack and I exchange looks. What’s up with that? But we turn around and retrace our steps to the meadow. Fortunately the grass was still matted where we had our break/initial fuck? “This is where we picnic’d, officer. The cop leans into my bag and sees a towel and a book, but no food.
“What were you guys really doing here, I don’t see any food?” Ahhh. “Young man, please hand your phone to me and open your camera ap, yours too.” Soon the cop is looking at my cock. On both phones. And you can see him reacting and he actually adjusts his cock in his uniform.
“We’ve had some troubles in these woods with sexual hook-ups, although this is the first one during the day that I know of (book mark for later referencing). This looks kind of what this is, based on the time stamps. These are porn pictues, and based on that speedo bulge, I’m suspecting this one is you, right? That’s a serious offence, and I think I’m going to have to take you both into custody.”
“Officer, please, we just got engaged today, it’s a special occasion. My friend and I swapped clothes because we love each other. I was jogging out here and he stopped and then proposed to me and then we did have sex, but I also phoned my mother to tell her. Please do not arrest us on our engagement day! I’ll do anything you’d like! Please officer.”
“Fuck, are you guys kidding me? For real? Fuck. Is this your first time here?”
“Yes officer”
“Do you promise not to come back?”
“Yes officer” me thinking we were getting off lightly.
You, speedo boy, take your speedos off. And Jack does and the officer’s face, which I am watching, almost bulged. Fuck, he’s into Jack’s dick.
“Alright guys, here are your options. You can show me a good time and we all walk out of here happy, or you can fight me and you will regret it. You, jogger, drop your shorts.” Which I do.
“Who wants to get fucked?”
“I do” Jack says – “I just fucked my fiancé, so he might be sore.”
So Jake says to me “Lie down over there” and he climbs on top of me, obviously to kiss me and suck my cock when the officer violates him, and the officer grabs my towel, and lube from my bag and motions us over to him.
“This is NOT happening” And I lie on the blanket, Jack on all fours above me, and the cop opens his fly and pulls out an ugly and mean looking fat, veiny cock. Not my kind at all, and I’m glad Jack’s taking one for the team. I'd rather be arrested. The cop comes up behind Jack, applies lube and pushes in. He’s a youngish guy, 30’s – wedding ring tight on his finger. What is it with married guys. And pushes into Jack, just as Jack moves in to kiss me. We gently make out for a bit, but the cop starts picking up speed and making out is tough as we bang teeth, so Jack moves to my cock, while my eyes lock with the cop’s and they are none too friendly. But hey, all in the brotherhood, so I lighten up on him and give him a smile, and he smiles at me. I’m smiling because Jack gives head like a pro. And while I wanted to tap Jack’s ass first, it’s not like he was a virgin. Jack is MOANING, is he digging the cop fucking him? Or is it me? I'll have to ask him when he is less busy. I guess it is hot, you read about it all of the time in porn. Cop’s like, you got a nice ass, boy, you are getting me close and I got a big load in here – wifie-poo being a bit on the rag recently. And he picks up speed, and bends over as he thrusts in, with a big ugh.
Meanwhile I’m like sympathy cumming in Jack’s mouth. How, I don’t know, but it feels hot.
Cop pulls out. “You need to clean that ass out boy, you got a week’s worth of cop cum leaking out. And he pushes his dick back into his pants, stands up. “Now let’s get you boys outa here.”
Jack pulls my speedo up. They’ll need a wash for sure. And we grab our stuff and head back to the car. As we get in and get ready to leave, the cop taps the passenger window. What now.
“Great fuck, boys, thanks. Hey Jack – let Henry know I’ll be late to The Rock. Need to run home and change. And you must be the Ethan that Henry was raving about. Congrats on the engagement!” He grins and leaves.
Jack roles up the window. And looks at me. “What, I’ve read your fucking book and this is NOTHING compared to that.”
I pull out into traffic and I’m like “Speak”
“That’s Ben the cop. Used to play football for the local team. I used to blow him back when. He pulled me over a year or so ago, I got him off, he likes to pull me over whenever he needs something. By chance I was with you, I didn’t respond to him, so he probably went with that you didn’t know about him, which you didn’t. And I don’t mind his cock. And his wife is a dreadful shrew and frankly, it’s always good to have friends with the local gendarme.” I start laughing my ass off. I thought the whole thing was real. Sheesh. Gullible. Yep, that’s me.
“You are lethal babe, lethal. And I’m pretty sure that we will have a LOT of fun together” As we both laugh and arrive at St. George’s Lake.
“Let the FUN begin!” And I lean over and kiss this most adorable man who has stolen my heart so fast. And he has a fucking awesome cock to boot! Yeah. Happy Dance!
So I’m happy. No, I’m giddy. I feel that warmth of love and I look over and see that cock stuffed into my new favorite ever, never to be washed speedos. And I’m like – that thing just fucked (sorry, 'made love') to me. I mean I passed out when he kissed me. Scott’s prattling on about who will be there and how he knows them all but I’m just listening to his sexy voice. That’s all that matters, right. It’s a long path down to the lake and we see “Families to the Left” and a well-trodden path that leads to the lake. Then further on is a sign for “The Rock – PRIVATE” – and we take that one. We pass a naked couple fucking in the woods. Hmm. Discreet. But my kinda place.
And then we turn a corner and there are clothes and shoes and bags and coolers and stuff, and beyond that on a massive flat rock is a bunch of nude dudes. Various shapes, sizes and ages. Very much my kind of place. There has to be over 40 guys here. And most are fit.
Jack sees Henry and goes over to say hello and gives him a kiss. I am reminded of how majestic Henry’s floppy 6” (maybe more!) of softness is – guess that’s why they call him King. But my guy is 7” soft and that’s more exciting to me. Tingles and shivers.
“Hey, Ethan. Looks like you met Jack here. Nice to have you out! Jack, I thought you ran here, why are you dressed like a cheap hooker in a too small speedo? And Ethan, why are you wearing Jack’s shirt and shorts?” Henry asks innocently, looking between the two of us.
“I thought Ethan’s speedo looked so hot and I wanted to try it on, so we swapped in the parking lot. Doesn’t it look fucking hot?!?” And he does a slow turn. And fuck, he DID look fucking hot in it. “Of course, babe, you look stunning in everything you wear, but that’s because it’s you in the clothes. Now be good little subjects and go get back into your natural state so we can all ogle the two of you. Many members are excited to meet Ethan here.” And I’m interested in meeting some of them. Very interested, based on the cocks I’ve seen so far! And it’s funny as it’s the cocks I look at first and then I decide if I wanna bother with the faces or body. And there are some HOT cocks on display. We strip off, which takes all of 2 seconds, leaving our clothes in a pile. “I’m wearing your shit home later” I remind Jack, and lean in for a kiss. He pecks me a little and was like “Not now babe, we want to show you off first” and I was like, okay…
So Jack brings me over to a group of 3 or 4 men and it’s just too fucking funny that I get introduced, and everyone just looks at my cock. I’m flattered, of course, and I’m looking at their cocks, but wow. And they all rotate positions, smallest to largest. Jack, Me and then the other three. Odd, but I guess is establishes the pecking order? So after me, was like 5” semi, cut, mushroom-y and worth consideration. Then we have 4” uncut and about a 3 ½” nubby thing on a nubby looking man. See, cocks and their owners do match up. Like dogs look like their owners. We chat, and I’m interested but these aren’t my new buds.
Then I see Green Beans. Holy shit, he’s here! “Excuse me Jack, guys” and I walk over to him. He’s standing with his back to me, talking to two hot looking dudes. And I go up behind him and bend the insides of his knees to take him down. And he was like “Whoa, and wobbles back, who the fuck” and turns around, recognizes me, and his smile brightened his face and his eyes lit up and he was like, “Hey Ethan! I heard you were a new member, didn’t know if you’d be showing up.” “Hey, Jared. Of course I’d show up!” 40 hot cocks on display, this is my kind of place. “This is Todd and this is Dillon” 4” cut and another similar but a little fatter 4”er. Nice bodies. Nice faces. I could like these guys. Have to get them hard to so can see what we are really dealing with here. “Todd, Dillon, this is Ethan. He’s a work out buddy from the gym”
“Hi Ethan. I hope you play for our team, and not Jared’s cuz that’s a super-hot cock you have there” as either Todd or Dillon reaches out and strokes my cock. “Oooh, Todd, you have to feel this.” Guess it was Dillon. And Todd reaches out to my cock. Now, I don’t have a problem with this, but it’s like petting a dog. Kinda best to ask first so you don’t get bitten. So I’m not going to bit them, but my cock is going to spit at them if they keep doing the stroking that they are doing. I’m almost at full mast. “Easy on the merchandise, guys. Don’t worry, I play for the right team. Just not interested in blowing out a load, just yet.” As I pull my cock back from their groping hands. Flattering, but I have bigger fishes to catch here.
“Hey Ethan, come with me for a minute. See you guys” and we spin away from them and Jared stops me out of ear shot from the other guys. “Hey, Ethan. I have a BIG ask of you, please. And I hope it’s not too much.” “Jared, my man, nothing it too much for you - particularly when I can feast on your 5” of perfect manhood." Fuck. He is hot. And that piece of perfection has fucked me, fucked me hard, and we plan to do it again.
“Look man, nobody here knows I was part of the gang bang. And the others who were involved are all married, too, so we’ve all sworn ourselves to secrecy. Can I ask you to please, please not mention it to ANYONE in this group?” There is anxiety over my angel’s face, and I want it gone. “Jared, of course. Thank you for telling me. I’ll keep you and the others out of it. And it’s not like it’s something I’d bring up in conversation, and I’ll deck any fucking idiot who brings it up to me. Big swinging dick or not.” And Jared is pleased by that, but still a worried look in his eyes. “Look, I need to talk to you further. But I can’t be seen talking too much to you. You have a bit of a reputation, sorry, you do, and I can’t get too associated with you. When we are done chatting, I’m going to walk down that path there as if I’m going to take a leak or whatever. Can you go down to the water, and swim over to the right. About 20’ from that line of trees, there is a landing. I’ll be on it and I can pull you up. We can chat there, okay” I nod. “But what is my reputation, and why can’t you be associated with me? I ask, because I want to know.
Jared looks at me with a hurt look in his eyes. Wow, I must have a BAD reputation. “Well, I didn’t want to be the one to tell you about it.” He looks at the ground. Into the woods. Anywhere but my cock or my eyes – the two natural places to look. “I’m a big boy Jared.”
“Well, I don’t know who started it, but the word around the club is that you are like a super stud and a predator. They call you the ‘Black Widower’ and that you select victims and pull them into your web and have sex with them, str8 or gay, and that you are irresistible. And that you are a fuck em and leave em kind of guy. I’m the ‘token Str8’ member in this club. My wife, Melanie, is the President of the Republic Club, which is the sister nude swimming team. And I can’t have it getting back to her that you have me in your sights. I’m sorry. Can you meet me at the landing. Like 20 minutes?” and he turns, upset, and walks away.
Like wow. That’s kind of a cool reputation, but kind of a dick one, too. Fuck. I need a drink. I gotta work my head around that one. So I walk over to the bar and pour myself some punch. And make it a stiff one. Nice touch. Love punch.
“Hey man. Nice cock. Wanna get stoned?” And I turn around to find a scruffy, totally handsome, hip dude. You know the kind, cool bracelets all totally masculine. Bangs pulled back into a poney tail. Hot looking face. Trim, firm, worked out upper body, and a nice fat cock, maybe 5” floppy. BIG. He has dark olive skin (Italian?) and dark hair, and I’ll totally get stoned with him. “Spark it up, bud” and he does and we do, and I sip my punch and I let the pot hit me and I turn to my smoke buddy, and I tell him I just heard about my reputation and I’m not sure what to make of it. “I think it’s fucking awesome dude. It’s why I came over to you. You can totally ravage my ass any time you’d like. But if I only get one shot, can we, like, make it a super-hot fuck?” he looks at me quizzically. Okay. Interesting interpretation of my bad reputation. A guy needs to get laid, go talk to the Black Widower. And I would be totally into fucking this dude’s ass, so on this one, I’ve earned my rep. “What’s you name dude, I’m Ethan, as you apparently know.” “Oh, nice to meet you, man, everyone just calls me Grunge. Cuz, when I’m not naked, I’m like totally into grunge music and like look a little grungy. I guess. So when do you wann fuck me, cuz pot makes me totally horny” as his dick expands into a semi. I reach down and fondle him and his nuts gently. Do I have time? Fuck. I turn around and stiffen my drink up for the swim. “Definitely later, Grunge. If not here later, you are on the ‘To Do’ list. I like you cock. Thanks for coming over.”
“Wow. Man. Hot. Thanks. Awesome to make the ‘To Do’ list. Psyched. Hope it’s not too long of a list! Later man” and Grunge walks away…
And my high brain has wheels spinning, but it’s not making any progress towards understanding this…but at least I have the wheels spinning. And I head down to the lake, passing many spectacular cock as I go…I was staring at one LONG semi - 6" at least, and a hot blond dude, "Hey where you going so fast, stud?" as he puts out his arm to stop me. I look into his blue eyes. Hot cock and hot face "Doing for a swim" - and take a step away. "But I'll put you on the 'To Do' list for sure later. I'm Ethan, you are??" "Stefan -- and make sure you do - Bye." I like my To Do list, I think and I'm so tempted to stop and talk to a few of those other cocks, but I will have to later…so I hold my drink up and walk into the lake to swim over to Jared. Who is well worth my time, but this better be good. But his cock is so perfect...it's worth it.
And then we turn a corner and there are clothes and shoes and bags and coolers and stuff, and beyond that on a massive flat rock is a bunch of nude dudes. Various shapes, sizes and ages. Very much my kind of place. There has to be over 40 guys here. And most are fit.
Jack sees Henry and goes over to say hello and gives him a kiss. I am reminded of how majestic Henry’s floppy 6” (maybe more!) of softness is – guess that’s why they call him King. But my guy is 7” soft and that’s more exciting to me. Tingles and shivers.
“Hey, Ethan. Looks like you met Jack here. Nice to have you out! Jack, I thought you ran here, why are you dressed like a cheap hooker in a too small speedo? And Ethan, why are you wearing Jack’s shirt and shorts?” Henry asks innocently, looking between the two of us.
“I thought Ethan’s speedo looked so hot and I wanted to try it on, so we swapped in the parking lot. Doesn’t it look fucking hot?!?” And he does a slow turn. And fuck, he DID look fucking hot in it. “Of course, babe, you look stunning in everything you wear, but that’s because it’s you in the clothes. Now be good little subjects and go get back into your natural state so we can all ogle the two of you. Many members are excited to meet Ethan here.” And I’m interested in meeting some of them. Very interested, based on the cocks I’ve seen so far! And it’s funny as it’s the cocks I look at first and then I decide if I wanna bother with the faces or body. And there are some HOT cocks on display. We strip off, which takes all of 2 seconds, leaving our clothes in a pile. “I’m wearing your shit home later” I remind Jack, and lean in for a kiss. He pecks me a little and was like “Not now babe, we want to show you off first” and I was like, okay…
So Jack brings me over to a group of 3 or 4 men and it’s just too fucking funny that I get introduced, and everyone just looks at my cock. I’m flattered, of course, and I’m looking at their cocks, but wow. And they all rotate positions, smallest to largest. Jack, Me and then the other three. Odd, but I guess is establishes the pecking order? So after me, was like 5” semi, cut, mushroom-y and worth consideration. Then we have 4” uncut and about a 3 ½” nubby thing on a nubby looking man. See, cocks and their owners do match up. Like dogs look like their owners. We chat, and I’m interested but these aren’t my new buds.
Then I see Green Beans. Holy shit, he’s here! “Excuse me Jack, guys” and I walk over to him. He’s standing with his back to me, talking to two hot looking dudes. And I go up behind him and bend the insides of his knees to take him down. And he was like “Whoa, and wobbles back, who the fuck” and turns around, recognizes me, and his smile brightened his face and his eyes lit up and he was like, “Hey Ethan! I heard you were a new member, didn’t know if you’d be showing up.” “Hey, Jared. Of course I’d show up!” 40 hot cocks on display, this is my kind of place. “This is Todd and this is Dillon” 4” cut and another similar but a little fatter 4”er. Nice bodies. Nice faces. I could like these guys. Have to get them hard to so can see what we are really dealing with here. “Todd, Dillon, this is Ethan. He’s a work out buddy from the gym”
“Hi Ethan. I hope you play for our team, and not Jared’s cuz that’s a super-hot cock you have there” as either Todd or Dillon reaches out and strokes my cock. “Oooh, Todd, you have to feel this.” Guess it was Dillon. And Todd reaches out to my cock. Now, I don’t have a problem with this, but it’s like petting a dog. Kinda best to ask first so you don’t get bitten. So I’m not going to bit them, but my cock is going to spit at them if they keep doing the stroking that they are doing. I’m almost at full mast. “Easy on the merchandise, guys. Don’t worry, I play for the right team. Just not interested in blowing out a load, just yet.” As I pull my cock back from their groping hands. Flattering, but I have bigger fishes to catch here.
“Hey Ethan, come with me for a minute. See you guys” and we spin away from them and Jared stops me out of ear shot from the other guys. “Hey, Ethan. I have a BIG ask of you, please. And I hope it’s not too much.” “Jared, my man, nothing it too much for you - particularly when I can feast on your 5” of perfect manhood." Fuck. He is hot. And that piece of perfection has fucked me, fucked me hard, and we plan to do it again.
“Look man, nobody here knows I was part of the gang bang. And the others who were involved are all married, too, so we’ve all sworn ourselves to secrecy. Can I ask you to please, please not mention it to ANYONE in this group?” There is anxiety over my angel’s face, and I want it gone. “Jared, of course. Thank you for telling me. I’ll keep you and the others out of it. And it’s not like it’s something I’d bring up in conversation, and I’ll deck any fucking idiot who brings it up to me. Big swinging dick or not.” And Jared is pleased by that, but still a worried look in his eyes. “Look, I need to talk to you further. But I can’t be seen talking too much to you. You have a bit of a reputation, sorry, you do, and I can’t get too associated with you. When we are done chatting, I’m going to walk down that path there as if I’m going to take a leak or whatever. Can you go down to the water, and swim over to the right. About 20’ from that line of trees, there is a landing. I’ll be on it and I can pull you up. We can chat there, okay” I nod. “But what is my reputation, and why can’t you be associated with me? I ask, because I want to know.
Jared looks at me with a hurt look in his eyes. Wow, I must have a BAD reputation. “Well, I didn’t want to be the one to tell you about it.” He looks at the ground. Into the woods. Anywhere but my cock or my eyes – the two natural places to look. “I’m a big boy Jared.”
“Well, I don’t know who started it, but the word around the club is that you are like a super stud and a predator. They call you the ‘Black Widower’ and that you select victims and pull them into your web and have sex with them, str8 or gay, and that you are irresistible. And that you are a fuck em and leave em kind of guy. I’m the ‘token Str8’ member in this club. My wife, Melanie, is the President of the Republic Club, which is the sister nude swimming team. And I can’t have it getting back to her that you have me in your sights. I’m sorry. Can you meet me at the landing. Like 20 minutes?” and he turns, upset, and walks away.
Like wow. That’s kind of a cool reputation, but kind of a dick one, too. Fuck. I need a drink. I gotta work my head around that one. So I walk over to the bar and pour myself some punch. And make it a stiff one. Nice touch. Love punch.
“Hey man. Nice cock. Wanna get stoned?” And I turn around to find a scruffy, totally handsome, hip dude. You know the kind, cool bracelets all totally masculine. Bangs pulled back into a poney tail. Hot looking face. Trim, firm, worked out upper body, and a nice fat cock, maybe 5” floppy. BIG. He has dark olive skin (Italian?) and dark hair, and I’ll totally get stoned with him. “Spark it up, bud” and he does and we do, and I sip my punch and I let the pot hit me and I turn to my smoke buddy, and I tell him I just heard about my reputation and I’m not sure what to make of it. “I think it’s fucking awesome dude. It’s why I came over to you. You can totally ravage my ass any time you’d like. But if I only get one shot, can we, like, make it a super-hot fuck?” he looks at me quizzically. Okay. Interesting interpretation of my bad reputation. A guy needs to get laid, go talk to the Black Widower. And I would be totally into fucking this dude’s ass, so on this one, I’ve earned my rep. “What’s you name dude, I’m Ethan, as you apparently know.” “Oh, nice to meet you, man, everyone just calls me Grunge. Cuz, when I’m not naked, I’m like totally into grunge music and like look a little grungy. I guess. So when do you wann fuck me, cuz pot makes me totally horny” as his dick expands into a semi. I reach down and fondle him and his nuts gently. Do I have time? Fuck. I turn around and stiffen my drink up for the swim. “Definitely later, Grunge. If not here later, you are on the ‘To Do’ list. I like you cock. Thanks for coming over.”
“Wow. Man. Hot. Thanks. Awesome to make the ‘To Do’ list. Psyched. Hope it’s not too long of a list! Later man” and Grunge walks away…
And my high brain has wheels spinning, but it’s not making any progress towards understanding this…but at least I have the wheels spinning. And I head down to the lake, passing many spectacular cock as I go…I was staring at one LONG semi - 6" at least, and a hot blond dude, "Hey where you going so fast, stud?" as he puts out his arm to stop me. I look into his blue eyes. Hot cock and hot face "Doing for a swim" - and take a step away. "But I'll put you on the 'To Do' list for sure later. I'm Ethan, you are??" "Stefan -- and make sure you do - Bye." I like my To Do list, I think and I'm so tempted to stop and talk to a few of those other cocks, but I will have to later…so I hold my drink up and walk into the lake to swim over to Jared. Who is well worth my time, but this better be good. But his cock is so perfect...it's worth it.
I'm anxiously awaiting the next installment. You mentioned that we may see the video of Jack running? What about some of the other pictures you've taken?
Fuckin-A, dude. As I swim single handed with a red cup spiked punch (hmm, I need a sip) over my head. Yep, yummy! I so fuckin’ need to meet the guy who fuckin’ named me the “Black Widower”. That’s BRILLIANT. Now I’ll have guys SURRENDERING themselves to me. I can get behind (favorite position!) that with a hard on, for sure! Totally have to thank and Fuck the living shit out of that dude. And you know he’ll be HOT! Has to be to come up with a name for me like that.”
So I’m about 15 feet away now and I see Jared stick his head out a little and look around beyond me, checking if the coast is clear. Apparently it is, as he waves me in.
Now you have to understand. He’s just so fucking cute. Total boy next door. Looks like a baseball player. Tall, handsome, great body. The type of guy that always would stop my heart when I was younger and I’d be too afraid to talk to him. But he looks awesome, carries himself so well and confidently and his cock at 5” soft is stupendous and it gives me a hardon just looking at it. As a guy that likes guys, this is the guy I’d want fucking me. And I already know he’s good. No wonder the Royal Club guys all lust after him. He is totally lustworthy. A REAL MAN. Marlboro Man, for those old enough to remember! LOOK AT THAT COCK!
“Hey man, you made it. With beverage. Nice style!” He reaches down and takes my drink, and puts it safely out of the way as I tread water. “I’ll need to kind of haul you out of the water. Don’t grab my hand as you are slippery, but I’ll grab your arm and you grab my arm in a safety grip, and then I’ll get you out.” So we clasp hands, there’s like a 3’ ledge of rock above the water of the lake, and Jared pulls me up and out, with an assist by me as my feet land on the ledge. The dude is strong! And we end up cock to cock and face to face on the ledge. Hey, I can aim and I got game! So I kiss him, and frott our cocks. It just needed to be done!
“Hello, sunshine. How are you doing?” As I break the kiss. He has his arms around my waist. I could get used to this. “Tastes like someone found Grunge?” I smile. “He’s hot. And he was psyched to be added to the To Do list. And we’re at a party, and like I’m giddy high at the moment” as I giggle, as Jared moves his hands to my ass. “Jared, man, you are so fucking hot, as my semi inflates further.”
“Thanks, man, you, too. But let’s sit down and enjoy our drinks and let me say what I gotta say.” As we sit, and then we lie on my sides, facing, drinks in front of us. We are warm on the rock and Jared thoughtfully brought a towel. He looks very pensive. And look at his cock hanging sideways. Mine’s hard, so it’s just sticking out. I give it a few strokes, which Jared watches. “What’s up, buddy?”
Deep breath, sip of drink, exhale. “I think I might be gay.” And he looks deep into my eyes. “Dude, labels suck. You fucked me during a HOT gangbang and any straight guy would have done the same. Sorry I kissed you and frotted you just now, and I know we’re gonna be work-out buddies, but don’t torture yourself with someone else’s label. You are 'Jared'. That’s it. Plain and simple. And a superhot Jared at that!” Jared looks anything but convinced. “Talk to me, Jared – I know this shit.”
So he talked about how he always found men attractive, but came from a super uptight and controlling Connecticut family and being gay or even bi wasn’t an option. And his wife found some gay site history on his PC and didn’t like it, and he said he was such a stereotypical “gay guy” – “I didn’t like football or any sports other than swimming” that he had an awesome fashion sense and he can cook like a mother-fucker. That a couple of times he couldn’t get it “up” for Melanie. And all of their sex had to be timed so he could think of guys well before to get himself horny. And he was in his 20s! And he is afraid Melanie will figure it all out if he “becomes friends” with the Black Widower. Yep, sounds pretty gay to me.
“And it’s just, now that I’ve found you, I can’t bear to give you up! It’s not fair. Yours was the first cock I’ve ever touched, ever, and it was AWESOME to feel it. And GOD, what your ass did to my cock was extraordinary. But I have two small babies and I can’t do that to them. MY parent’s divorced and it was awful and I will not put them through it.” He looks pleadingly at me. “What do I do?” And just stares at me like I have all of the answers.
“That’s easy, dude. Change the ‘I’ to ‘we’ and I’ll tell you exactly what to do.” And look at him in what I hope is a sexy leer. “What do we do?” And I sip my drink, stroke my cock and stare at his cock. Predator mode kicks in (guess that was true!). “If I tell you what to do, will you fuck me?” And his eyes bulge. And he actually looks around. “You don’t know how much I want to fuck you again.” He whispers. Why the whisper, no one for miles. “I banged the SHIT out of Melanie after, you know, and she was like ‘Honey, not sure where that came from, but keep it up!’ so like, yeah, dude, you have a fuckin primo ass and I’ll do you after you tell me and any other time, dude. It’s all I’ve thought about and I’ve jerked off at least a dozen times. It was all I could do to find a place to spank it!” Boy, that got him riled up. Turning into a lovely afternoon, isn’t it! Yep, sure as fuck is.
“Look Jared, the solution is simple. Don’t let Melanie find out. We’ll find a ‘beard’ as to why we work out or hang out, and we’ll keep our business our own. And we can put a few red herrings out there. You can suggest, maybe, that you talked to me today and you thought I was a dick – tell her I grabbed your dick and wanted to fool around – tell her I was stoned, and I was pissed when you turned me down. We can even do it publicly when we get back. Maybe another time you can mention that I’m crushing on Jack and another time that my main squeeze is Scott. Then just don’t talk to me. We will act reserved with each other when we are publicly together. And I’ll be sure to let people know you were the ‘one guy that turned me down’.” I look at him, reach over and touch his cock. It’s so pretty. It responds to my touch.
“I’m happy to also let people know once I get turned down, there is no second chance. Or any other such bullshit that comes up. The trick is to have it be multi-pronged and over the course of time. AND, keep it as near to the truth as possible. We MUST limit texts and phone calls, as those are all traceable. I’d suggest you edit me to a ‘work mate’ – ‘Bob From Work’ on your phone, and we can keep it PC. Then you need to give me a project or whatever, and I will text you and ask if you can talk about the project. And if you can, we do. If you are with Melanie or others, do not. Texts pop up and can be read on secure phones, so you need to learn how to manage that. Then delete all conversations when done. Easy Peasy. Copy?” I can see him taking it in. And I reach over and rub his cock again, which responds again. “You really think that’ll work?”
“Dude, I fuck married and ‘Str8’ guys ALL OF THE FUCKING TIME. At least 3 or 4 every week. And I'm talking Str8 as an arrow: Ring, Nascar and Pat's hats on. It’s like you can’t give pussy away these days. Yes, it will work. Trust me and don’t fuck it up and you will be fine and Melanie will be happy, too!”
“Now roll over onto your stomach” which he obligingly does. Then I start massaging his ass. And I pull his legs up. And I massage his crack. And I keep going and he’s loving it. Moaning. “That feels so good” – “Just you wait, my man! The best is yet to cum. You’re my hero, and this is the start of my long and many thank yous!” And I dive my nose into his hole and start kissing him inches away and take my time getting to the prize. And does he respond. Holy shit. Dick gets immediately repositioned so he can expand. I’m getting him wet and I’m slapping his ass and I throw in “This is the best fucking ass ever.” And rub my stubble over his cheeks and hole, and go in all pointy tongued into his hole. And I mean pushing in, sucking, I am making love to his ass. And it’s fun! And hot. I'm dripping pre - excited to get boned by this stud.
So I do that for like over 10 minutes. My tongue gets tired, and that’s an excellent sign. “Oh man, I can eat your ass for hours, but I really need you to fuck me. Do you think you can do that now?” As I look into his eyes. IT’S LIKE HE’s DELERIOUS. Eyes rolling. Incomprehension. “What was that. That was the most awesome thing anyone’s every done to me. I feel like I’m on fire! And my ass feels like it’s begging to be penetrated.” His cock is covered with precum. Nice and slimy, another drop oozing out. I slap his ass for effect.
I lay on my back and bring him up to me between my legs and we kiss. Long, deep and hard. I pull my ass up and try to pull his cock into position, but I need to use my hand. I put my legs on his shoulders and pull his ass towards me, as he enters me.
And his eyes. It’s always the eyes. They practically roll back in their sockets. I know what he’s feeling, and it’s awesome. “You feel so good in me, Jared. Your cock sooo massages my ring and chute. It feels great.” And we’re kissing and hands are flying all over, trying to touch everything. I pull him into a balls deep position and flipped the switch and went all, and I mean ALL, pornstar mode.
I didn’t yell, but I made sure he knew he was hitting my buttons (and he was, for sure!), and he rapid thrusted and fast and slow and it felt great to feel his legs on my ass and his soft curlies at my hole, and I’m tweaking his nipples, slapping his ass, squeezing my ass and he’s GOING TO TOWN. I’m making this the best fuck he ever had, and I know it’s gonna be good!
My cock is trapped between our abs and is completely happy being massaged by his abs and my hands are busy elsewhere. Jared picks up into solid rapid sucks, quick, deep, fast and strong and he’s like past the stop point “I’m gonna cum, Jared” and I do – a lot, and the stickiness in between us and he’s kissing me and he’s got some fuckin stamina he is ALL red and he breaks our kiss, arches his back, thrust HARD and deep and yells out loud AAAARRGGGGHhhhhhhh! “Fuck” and then thrust “Fuck”. Thrust “fuck”, and slows his thrusting and I can feel his expansion and seed shoot out two or three more times, as he collapses onto me. Spent.
Wet sticky, slipperly, messy and spent. Yep, that’s what you call ‘GOOD SEX’! I’m hugging his body, massaging his ass. “Oh, Jared. That was fuckin’ amazin’. Cloud-9 Wonderful. You made me cum hands-free! You cock feels SO good in me!” And he looks at me, smiling and kisses me. “That was F-U-C-K-I-N-G awesome. A-FUCKING AMAZing! Thanks, dude” as he withdraws from me.
I kiss him, squeezing my cheeks tight. “Let me jump in first, and then I’ll get out and you can jump in and clean off.” So I check for the all clear, which it is, and lower myself quietly into the water. Where I promptly fuck fart and shit cum. Everyone should fuck near the water. This is the perfect solution! Fuck farting in front of Jared would have ruined the mood. Imagine me having to shit cum in the woods in front of him. Yep, with newbies, it always pays to take it slowly!”
We swap places, and I pull Jared up, nice and clean and into the same tight embrace that started this afternoon’s adventures. And I really do like this guy. A lot. And he’s sweet, caring and an awesome fuck. And he is GOOD on the eyes, let me tell you. We kiss. And sit down again. There is a very convenient rock for both of us to lean into. And we went into post-coital guy chit chat mode.
“Dude, I almost came when you were eating my ass. Where did you learn to do that and why has no one ever done it to me before?” and I take his hand and put it on my cock. Hey, it feels good and why not. I put my hand on his. Fairs-fair. We are side by side and his warmth feels good. “Just some tricks of the trade. You learn what feels good on you from other more experienced guys, and you pass the knowledge along.” And we retrieve our drinks from safety and resume drinking. “I never would have thought to do that. And it was A-mazing. Thank you.” And he generally feels good and happy.
“Hey, Jared – I’m happy to sit and cuddle with you the whole day, but we will be noticed as missing soon. So give me a kiss and I’ll swim back. I’d give you my red cup, but I was seen swimming out with it and I need to bring it back” We kiss.
“Now, always think 2 steps ahead. Have an answer as to why you were away so long. Lonely, nap or you had to shit. But have an explanation ready. I went for a distance swim and I’m back now. And remember, I’m going to hit on you and you need to tell me 'no'. Got it.” And look into his eyes. “Also come up with a plan on what to tell Melanie about today. Have some guys you liked, and leave me out. Trust me on this, she will ask you about me. Then tell her you turned me down. Got it”
“You are so hot” and we kiss, and I look at him. “Yeah, thanks, but you are hotter!”
“Oh, and find out who named me the 'Black Widower'. I wanna thank him, BIG TIME.” and jump into the water after the all clear.
“See you back there, sweet dick boy” and give him a wink and I start a rapid swim back. It’ll payoff with heavy breathing after my ‘distant’ swim when I get back. I know, I am so bad! But that was one hot fuck! And this day just continues to get better and better! And it still does…FUCK-in A, better!
So I’m about 15 feet away now and I see Jared stick his head out a little and look around beyond me, checking if the coast is clear. Apparently it is, as he waves me in.
Now you have to understand. He’s just so fucking cute. Total boy next door. Looks like a baseball player. Tall, handsome, great body. The type of guy that always would stop my heart when I was younger and I’d be too afraid to talk to him. But he looks awesome, carries himself so well and confidently and his cock at 5” soft is stupendous and it gives me a hardon just looking at it. As a guy that likes guys, this is the guy I’d want fucking me. And I already know he’s good. No wonder the Royal Club guys all lust after him. He is totally lustworthy. A REAL MAN. Marlboro Man, for those old enough to remember! LOOK AT THAT COCK!
“Hey man, you made it. With beverage. Nice style!” He reaches down and takes my drink, and puts it safely out of the way as I tread water. “I’ll need to kind of haul you out of the water. Don’t grab my hand as you are slippery, but I’ll grab your arm and you grab my arm in a safety grip, and then I’ll get you out.” So we clasp hands, there’s like a 3’ ledge of rock above the water of the lake, and Jared pulls me up and out, with an assist by me as my feet land on the ledge. The dude is strong! And we end up cock to cock and face to face on the ledge. Hey, I can aim and I got game! So I kiss him, and frott our cocks. It just needed to be done!
“Hello, sunshine. How are you doing?” As I break the kiss. He has his arms around my waist. I could get used to this. “Tastes like someone found Grunge?” I smile. “He’s hot. And he was psyched to be added to the To Do list. And we’re at a party, and like I’m giddy high at the moment” as I giggle, as Jared moves his hands to my ass. “Jared, man, you are so fucking hot, as my semi inflates further.”
“Thanks, man, you, too. But let’s sit down and enjoy our drinks and let me say what I gotta say.” As we sit, and then we lie on my sides, facing, drinks in front of us. We are warm on the rock and Jared thoughtfully brought a towel. He looks very pensive. And look at his cock hanging sideways. Mine’s hard, so it’s just sticking out. I give it a few strokes, which Jared watches. “What’s up, buddy?”
Deep breath, sip of drink, exhale. “I think I might be gay.” And he looks deep into my eyes. “Dude, labels suck. You fucked me during a HOT gangbang and any straight guy would have done the same. Sorry I kissed you and frotted you just now, and I know we’re gonna be work-out buddies, but don’t torture yourself with someone else’s label. You are 'Jared'. That’s it. Plain and simple. And a superhot Jared at that!” Jared looks anything but convinced. “Talk to me, Jared – I know this shit.”
So he talked about how he always found men attractive, but came from a super uptight and controlling Connecticut family and being gay or even bi wasn’t an option. And his wife found some gay site history on his PC and didn’t like it, and he said he was such a stereotypical “gay guy” – “I didn’t like football or any sports other than swimming” that he had an awesome fashion sense and he can cook like a mother-fucker. That a couple of times he couldn’t get it “up” for Melanie. And all of their sex had to be timed so he could think of guys well before to get himself horny. And he was in his 20s! And he is afraid Melanie will figure it all out if he “becomes friends” with the Black Widower. Yep, sounds pretty gay to me.
“And it’s just, now that I’ve found you, I can’t bear to give you up! It’s not fair. Yours was the first cock I’ve ever touched, ever, and it was AWESOME to feel it. And GOD, what your ass did to my cock was extraordinary. But I have two small babies and I can’t do that to them. MY parent’s divorced and it was awful and I will not put them through it.” He looks pleadingly at me. “What do I do?” And just stares at me like I have all of the answers.
“That’s easy, dude. Change the ‘I’ to ‘we’ and I’ll tell you exactly what to do.” And look at him in what I hope is a sexy leer. “What do we do?” And I sip my drink, stroke my cock and stare at his cock. Predator mode kicks in (guess that was true!). “If I tell you what to do, will you fuck me?” And his eyes bulge. And he actually looks around. “You don’t know how much I want to fuck you again.” He whispers. Why the whisper, no one for miles. “I banged the SHIT out of Melanie after, you know, and she was like ‘Honey, not sure where that came from, but keep it up!’ so like, yeah, dude, you have a fuckin primo ass and I’ll do you after you tell me and any other time, dude. It’s all I’ve thought about and I’ve jerked off at least a dozen times. It was all I could do to find a place to spank it!” Boy, that got him riled up. Turning into a lovely afternoon, isn’t it! Yep, sure as fuck is.
“Look Jared, the solution is simple. Don’t let Melanie find out. We’ll find a ‘beard’ as to why we work out or hang out, and we’ll keep our business our own. And we can put a few red herrings out there. You can suggest, maybe, that you talked to me today and you thought I was a dick – tell her I grabbed your dick and wanted to fool around – tell her I was stoned, and I was pissed when you turned me down. We can even do it publicly when we get back. Maybe another time you can mention that I’m crushing on Jack and another time that my main squeeze is Scott. Then just don’t talk to me. We will act reserved with each other when we are publicly together. And I’ll be sure to let people know you were the ‘one guy that turned me down’.” I look at him, reach over and touch his cock. It’s so pretty. It responds to my touch.
“I’m happy to also let people know once I get turned down, there is no second chance. Or any other such bullshit that comes up. The trick is to have it be multi-pronged and over the course of time. AND, keep it as near to the truth as possible. We MUST limit texts and phone calls, as those are all traceable. I’d suggest you edit me to a ‘work mate’ – ‘Bob From Work’ on your phone, and we can keep it PC. Then you need to give me a project or whatever, and I will text you and ask if you can talk about the project. And if you can, we do. If you are with Melanie or others, do not. Texts pop up and can be read on secure phones, so you need to learn how to manage that. Then delete all conversations when done. Easy Peasy. Copy?” I can see him taking it in. And I reach over and rub his cock again, which responds again. “You really think that’ll work?”
“Dude, I fuck married and ‘Str8’ guys ALL OF THE FUCKING TIME. At least 3 or 4 every week. And I'm talking Str8 as an arrow: Ring, Nascar and Pat's hats on. It’s like you can’t give pussy away these days. Yes, it will work. Trust me and don’t fuck it up and you will be fine and Melanie will be happy, too!”
“Now roll over onto your stomach” which he obligingly does. Then I start massaging his ass. And I pull his legs up. And I massage his crack. And I keep going and he’s loving it. Moaning. “That feels so good” – “Just you wait, my man! The best is yet to cum. You’re my hero, and this is the start of my long and many thank yous!” And I dive my nose into his hole and start kissing him inches away and take my time getting to the prize. And does he respond. Holy shit. Dick gets immediately repositioned so he can expand. I’m getting him wet and I’m slapping his ass and I throw in “This is the best fucking ass ever.” And rub my stubble over his cheeks and hole, and go in all pointy tongued into his hole. And I mean pushing in, sucking, I am making love to his ass. And it’s fun! And hot. I'm dripping pre - excited to get boned by this stud.
So I do that for like over 10 minutes. My tongue gets tired, and that’s an excellent sign. “Oh man, I can eat your ass for hours, but I really need you to fuck me. Do you think you can do that now?” As I look into his eyes. IT’S LIKE HE’s DELERIOUS. Eyes rolling. Incomprehension. “What was that. That was the most awesome thing anyone’s every done to me. I feel like I’m on fire! And my ass feels like it’s begging to be penetrated.” His cock is covered with precum. Nice and slimy, another drop oozing out. I slap his ass for effect.
I lay on my back and bring him up to me between my legs and we kiss. Long, deep and hard. I pull my ass up and try to pull his cock into position, but I need to use my hand. I put my legs on his shoulders and pull his ass towards me, as he enters me.
And his eyes. It’s always the eyes. They practically roll back in their sockets. I know what he’s feeling, and it’s awesome. “You feel so good in me, Jared. Your cock sooo massages my ring and chute. It feels great.” And we’re kissing and hands are flying all over, trying to touch everything. I pull him into a balls deep position and flipped the switch and went all, and I mean ALL, pornstar mode.
I didn’t yell, but I made sure he knew he was hitting my buttons (and he was, for sure!), and he rapid thrusted and fast and slow and it felt great to feel his legs on my ass and his soft curlies at my hole, and I’m tweaking his nipples, slapping his ass, squeezing my ass and he’s GOING TO TOWN. I’m making this the best fuck he ever had, and I know it’s gonna be good!
My cock is trapped between our abs and is completely happy being massaged by his abs and my hands are busy elsewhere. Jared picks up into solid rapid sucks, quick, deep, fast and strong and he’s like past the stop point “I’m gonna cum, Jared” and I do – a lot, and the stickiness in between us and he’s kissing me and he’s got some fuckin stamina he is ALL red and he breaks our kiss, arches his back, thrust HARD and deep and yells out loud AAAARRGGGGHhhhhhhh! “Fuck” and then thrust “Fuck”. Thrust “fuck”, and slows his thrusting and I can feel his expansion and seed shoot out two or three more times, as he collapses onto me. Spent.
Wet sticky, slipperly, messy and spent. Yep, that’s what you call ‘GOOD SEX’! I’m hugging his body, massaging his ass. “Oh, Jared. That was fuckin’ amazin’. Cloud-9 Wonderful. You made me cum hands-free! You cock feels SO good in me!” And he looks at me, smiling and kisses me. “That was F-U-C-K-I-N-G awesome. A-FUCKING AMAZing! Thanks, dude” as he withdraws from me.
I kiss him, squeezing my cheeks tight. “Let me jump in first, and then I’ll get out and you can jump in and clean off.” So I check for the all clear, which it is, and lower myself quietly into the water. Where I promptly fuck fart and shit cum. Everyone should fuck near the water. This is the perfect solution! Fuck farting in front of Jared would have ruined the mood. Imagine me having to shit cum in the woods in front of him. Yep, with newbies, it always pays to take it slowly!”
We swap places, and I pull Jared up, nice and clean and into the same tight embrace that started this afternoon’s adventures. And I really do like this guy. A lot. And he’s sweet, caring and an awesome fuck. And he is GOOD on the eyes, let me tell you. We kiss. And sit down again. There is a very convenient rock for both of us to lean into. And we went into post-coital guy chit chat mode.
“Dude, I almost came when you were eating my ass. Where did you learn to do that and why has no one ever done it to me before?” and I take his hand and put it on my cock. Hey, it feels good and why not. I put my hand on his. Fairs-fair. We are side by side and his warmth feels good. “Just some tricks of the trade. You learn what feels good on you from other more experienced guys, and you pass the knowledge along.” And we retrieve our drinks from safety and resume drinking. “I never would have thought to do that. And it was A-mazing. Thank you.” And he generally feels good and happy.
“Hey, Jared – I’m happy to sit and cuddle with you the whole day, but we will be noticed as missing soon. So give me a kiss and I’ll swim back. I’d give you my red cup, but I was seen swimming out with it and I need to bring it back” We kiss.
“Now, always think 2 steps ahead. Have an answer as to why you were away so long. Lonely, nap or you had to shit. But have an explanation ready. I went for a distance swim and I’m back now. And remember, I’m going to hit on you and you need to tell me 'no'. Got it.” And look into his eyes. “Also come up with a plan on what to tell Melanie about today. Have some guys you liked, and leave me out. Trust me on this, she will ask you about me. Then tell her you turned me down. Got it”
“You are so hot” and we kiss, and I look at him. “Yeah, thanks, but you are hotter!”
“Oh, and find out who named me the 'Black Widower'. I wanna thank him, BIG TIME.” and jump into the water after the all clear.
“See you back there, sweet dick boy” and give him a wink and I start a rapid swim back. It’ll payoff with heavy breathing after my ‘distant’ swim when I get back. I know, I am so bad! But that was one hot fuck! And this day just continues to get better and better! And it still does…FUCK-in A, better!
So I’m swimming up, using my cup as a paddle and I have to adjust for the extra pull on my stroke to compensate with my other hand. And I see a crowd of guys standing around a couple who are in the process of a doggy style fuck. People are leering and cheering them on, and pretty much every guy has a hard on, as I get out of the water and walk up to Grunge.
“Hey man, got any more weed” So he hands me his pipe. Then I see who is fucking whom. Well it’s Henry fucking MY Jack. Who just fucked me like 3 hours ago.
“Grunge what’s the deal here, man?” As he stares on in a daze. “King’s Right man. But it’s fucking bullshit, cuz he fucks his boyfriend every year and a bunch of the other dudes are pissed cuz they wanna get nailed by Henry’s huge prong.” And I’m like, WFT here. Did I hear that right “Boyfriend?”. “Gunge, Jack’s his boyfriend?” And not gonna lie, I’m a way more than little pissed, especially as the pot kicks in.
“Hold it right there Grunge, I need a drink for this” And I walk over and I’m like WTF. He said her loved me and we talked to his MOMMY and he already has a boyfriend? Seemed to be news to mommy. Stiff punch drink poured and go back to the fuck. It must be getting good and the whistles, cat calls and “Fuck him, King!” are getting louder. Henry holds up his arms and bellows “KING’S RIGHT!” and then slams into Jack and you can tell he’s cumin up a storm.
“So Grunge. What’s the deal with Henry and Jack.” And Grunge is like staring at Henry cumming now on the back of Jack. Jacks pumping his cock for all it’s worth too, and I see him spew his load onto the ground, and Henry collapses on top of Jack and they both fall to the ground. That’s gonna be messy man. Cum stuck dirt. Good thing they are by the lake.
“Yeah, like Jack’s a total f-in slut. Fucks any dude with a pulse. But he really jones’ for big dick guys. He’ll wanna tap your ass for sure, man. And he says whatever he needs to, to get in your ass. Henry keeps him from getting outta control, like, with his big dick.”
“LET THE ORGY COMMENCE!” Roars King Henry, as he takes Jack hand in hand to the lake. Jack looks at me and waves. ‘Waves’ are you fucking kidding me? I am so gonna kick his 6’3” ass big-time.
Then I process the “orgy” thing and I’m like, “Grunge, is this an orgy?” and Grunge, who I told you was a hotsie-totsie Italian looking hipster dude, straight outta Brooklyn “Hey man, wanna fuck?” as I see guys walking around. “Dude, I’d love to have you tap my ass, but some of the other guys wanted a group thing. Let’s see what we can find, K? Come with me.”
And I see Jared talking to Stefan, and I walk up and stand next to Jared. “Hey guys, what’s up?” And they’re like, we’re just hanging. And I get all pervy eyes for Jared, and reach over and touch that cock that has brought me so much pleasure in so many ways and look up at him “Hey guy, it’s Orgy Time – wanna have some fun?” And Jared repulses from my touch. “Get your fucking hands off of me you creep or I’ll fucking beat you into a pulp.” And his eyes are radiant and he swells up, in attack mode. “C’mon, man, I know you want to. I mean, c’mon, take a look at what I got, dude. Best you are ever gonna get!” and he’s doing an excellent job (Emmy!) of looking pissed and all puffed out.
“I’m not into guys, and even if I was I wouldn’t touch you with a 2 foot pole. You disgust me, and I don’t want to ever speak with you again.” Okay, harsh. Maybe not exactly as I’d of scripted it, cuz it’ll be harder to be work-out buddies, but he doesn’t have my A game. So I gotta cut him some slack. “Fine, Ass Wipe. I. WILL. NOT. EVER. SPEAK. TO. YOU. AGAIN. – pause AND. I. WILL. NEVER. ASK. YOU. AGAIN. EITHER. Your fucking loss, ASSHOLE. Now get outta my face!”
And Jared turns around and walks away. And it hurt me so much. WOW, did that hurt. And I know he didn’t mean any of it, and I know we planned the whole thing, and I know he was acting. But he’s still a stud who I have the hots for, and I’m like, ‘is that what a fight with Jared would be really like. And I don’t ever want to do that again.’ But we did what we needed to do to try and scrape a little bit of a future together. So I think to him, “Good job, Jared.”
And Stefan and Gunge were like, “Yeah, he gets pissed off when he gets hit on. He does that every year. Wanna get stoned?”
So we do, and I’m like, “Dude’s we have like multi-channel porn here. We gotta sit here and rate each show. See that guy, over at vid #1” “That’s Dillon” “Getting fucked. I’m gonna say, eh, 6 for style, 7 for his fucker and maybe 6.5 net. Those four guys over there, vid #2 totally an 8 – 4 ways are hot!” And we spent the next 30 minutes, semi-drunk, stoned for sure, rating out friends fucking. And having fun. It was AWESOME!
“Hey man, got any more weed” So he hands me his pipe. Then I see who is fucking whom. Well it’s Henry fucking MY Jack. Who just fucked me like 3 hours ago.
“Grunge what’s the deal here, man?” As he stares on in a daze. “King’s Right man. But it’s fucking bullshit, cuz he fucks his boyfriend every year and a bunch of the other dudes are pissed cuz they wanna get nailed by Henry’s huge prong.” And I’m like, WFT here. Did I hear that right “Boyfriend?”. “Gunge, Jack’s his boyfriend?” And not gonna lie, I’m a way more than little pissed, especially as the pot kicks in.
“Hold it right there Grunge, I need a drink for this” And I walk over and I’m like WTF. He said her loved me and we talked to his MOMMY and he already has a boyfriend? Seemed to be news to mommy. Stiff punch drink poured and go back to the fuck. It must be getting good and the whistles, cat calls and “Fuck him, King!” are getting louder. Henry holds up his arms and bellows “KING’S RIGHT!” and then slams into Jack and you can tell he’s cumin up a storm.
“So Grunge. What’s the deal with Henry and Jack.” And Grunge is like staring at Henry cumming now on the back of Jack. Jacks pumping his cock for all it’s worth too, and I see him spew his load onto the ground, and Henry collapses on top of Jack and they both fall to the ground. That’s gonna be messy man. Cum stuck dirt. Good thing they are by the lake.
“Yeah, like Jack’s a total f-in slut. Fucks any dude with a pulse. But he really jones’ for big dick guys. He’ll wanna tap your ass for sure, man. And he says whatever he needs to, to get in your ass. Henry keeps him from getting outta control, like, with his big dick.”
“LET THE ORGY COMMENCE!” Roars King Henry, as he takes Jack hand in hand to the lake. Jack looks at me and waves. ‘Waves’ are you fucking kidding me? I am so gonna kick his 6’3” ass big-time.
Then I process the “orgy” thing and I’m like, “Grunge, is this an orgy?” and Grunge, who I told you was a hotsie-totsie Italian looking hipster dude, straight outta Brooklyn “Hey man, wanna fuck?” as I see guys walking around. “Dude, I’d love to have you tap my ass, but some of the other guys wanted a group thing. Let’s see what we can find, K? Come with me.”
And I see Jared talking to Stefan, and I walk up and stand next to Jared. “Hey guys, what’s up?” And they’re like, we’re just hanging. And I get all pervy eyes for Jared, and reach over and touch that cock that has brought me so much pleasure in so many ways and look up at him “Hey guy, it’s Orgy Time – wanna have some fun?” And Jared repulses from my touch. “Get your fucking hands off of me you creep or I’ll fucking beat you into a pulp.” And his eyes are radiant and he swells up, in attack mode. “C’mon, man, I know you want to. I mean, c’mon, take a look at what I got, dude. Best you are ever gonna get!” and he’s doing an excellent job (Emmy!) of looking pissed and all puffed out.
“I’m not into guys, and even if I was I wouldn’t touch you with a 2 foot pole. You disgust me, and I don’t want to ever speak with you again.” Okay, harsh. Maybe not exactly as I’d of scripted it, cuz it’ll be harder to be work-out buddies, but he doesn’t have my A game. So I gotta cut him some slack. “Fine, Ass Wipe. I. WILL. NOT. EVER. SPEAK. TO. YOU. AGAIN. – pause AND. I. WILL. NEVER. ASK. YOU. AGAIN. EITHER. Your fucking loss, ASSHOLE. Now get outta my face!”
And Jared turns around and walks away. And it hurt me so much. WOW, did that hurt. And I know he didn’t mean any of it, and I know we planned the whole thing, and I know he was acting. But he’s still a stud who I have the hots for, and I’m like, ‘is that what a fight with Jared would be really like. And I don’t ever want to do that again.’ But we did what we needed to do to try and scrape a little bit of a future together. So I think to him, “Good job, Jared.”
And Stefan and Gunge were like, “Yeah, he gets pissed off when he gets hit on. He does that every year. Wanna get stoned?”
So we do, and I’m like, “Dude’s we have like multi-channel porn here. We gotta sit here and rate each show. See that guy, over at vid #1” “That’s Dillon” “Getting fucked. I’m gonna say, eh, 6 for style, 7 for his fucker and maybe 6.5 net. Those four guys over there, vid #2 totally an 8 – 4 ways are hot!” And we spent the next 30 minutes, semi-drunk, stoned for sure, rating out friends fucking. And having fun. It was AWESOME!
So I’m driving home, yeah, shoulda Uber’d, but fuck it. Middle of no-wheres’ville, and I got the scoop on the local cop, so I figured I’d be okay. But my mind is spacing a bit. Way too much info to process. Jack, Henry, Jared, Grunge, Stefan…and all of those other cocks I didn’t even get a chance to talk to. FUCK. It’s like Disneyland again. Wow. And then I think about how they stack up to Scott. And I’m like, “okay, stuck on an Island, which two? Scott being one. So who is the other?”
Jack, cuz you passed out and he has an awesome cock and you want to marry him and you talked to his mommy? No, aint gonna lie here, my initial reaction is nope, not him. Being stranded could take years, and I don’t think I got it enough for him.
Henry cuz of the king size cock and he’s a stud. Nope, not him, he’s an easy rule out.
Jared. Sign. Wait, I’ll come back to him.
Grunge, so you can be perpetually in a good mood. And he’s hot? He’s a definite maybe, but probably not.
Stefan. He’s cute and hung, but I don’t know enough about him. So nope, he doesn’t make the cut.
So my island mates would be Scott and possibly Jared. How do I feel about that? Hmm, as I pull into the motel parking lot. Fuck. Scott’s car is here. If he brought Tammy back here and I gotta sit In the car till midnight – It’s barely after 10, I’m gonna be bummin!
So I go in and the room’s dim, with just one light on, and Scott is sitting, by himself on the couch.
“Hey, stud, how’s my main man? Have a good time with Tammy?”
He just stares ahead. “Hey man. Yeah, it was good.” Now, truth be told, I suck at bedside manner. You sick? Great, call me when you are better, I got stuff to do. Fuck. But I signed up for this. This is the opposite-end of the satyriasis fed peaks. This is a valley. So game up and get your fucking ass in there. Sigh. Fuck.
“Let me get us some beers”, which I do, and sit down next to him, handing him his. He does that cute tongue out and sip and puts the bottle on his knee. “Hey, man, c’mon. It can’t be that bad. Did you fuck her at least? Bet she was good, she has hot titties (I know, trigger-zone, but I gotta get him out of this trance).” And that brings a grin to his face.
“Yeah, I fucked her. She has an awesome body. And I’ve been fuckin a lot of ass lately, so it was awesome to be back in pussy, with a nice, soft, curvaceous, body. It was wonderful and we fucked royally and honesty. It was so good to be back. I fucked her. I ate her out. She came at least 6 times. Twice really hard. It was awesome. It’s what I want and I need in my life.” Don’t say anything. Just let him talk. Yes, I have opinions about what he said. And it’s my ass he’s been doing a ‘lot’ of lately, and there sure as shit should have been a “hey thanks” in there, but this is not about me.
“Hey, that’s great Scott. Glad to hear it. Sounds like you guys had a good time. So why the glum face?” as I sip my beer. “Here, lets smoke” so I pass him a packed pipe and light it for him. He takes a hit and holds it. Starting ahead. I take a hit too.
“We were cuddling after and I was like, ‘I hit the jack pot, this chick is perfect for me’ and we chatted and held each other and I loved it. Then I was massaging her breasts, ever so gently, getting her nipples hard, eager to get into Round Two, and I rolled onto her, letting her feel my hard cock and go in for a kiss to rev her engines up, and she was like ‘Stop, Scott. I’m done for the night. C’mon, let’s go watch TV’ and she puts on this big grandma-style fluffy robe and goes to watch tv in her living room.”
“Okay. So sounds like she was a one and done gal, right. Were you expecting more?”
“E – she texted be before our dated that she was always ready for sex. That she loved it, and loved to cum multiple times each night. And I re-read all of our texts as soon as I got back. And she does. But I thought she meant ‘multiple times’ fuck, recharge, fuck & recharge and fuck again. But she never really said that. So I had high and false expectations and I fucked up. She said she was a nympho – so I thought she’d be like me. But she wasn’t. And sitting on the couch and cuddling with her when all I wanted to do was fucking get off” he stopped. And turned to look at me.
“Dude. It would have been worse than hell. And made the whole pussy fuck so not worth what I was feeling at that time.”
“I’m sorry man. That sounds like a rough time. What did you end up doing”
He grins. There, Scott's still in there. “I stroked myself good, and came big time on her side of the bed. Spunk all over. Picked up my stuff and walked out of her house butt ass naked. Didn’t close the door, didn’t say good bye, didn’t say thank you. And fuck all it felt good.” He grins.
He sips his beer, and leans back. He signs. “E – why is it such hard work to find a girl I can be with? It’s just sex. I got you to help her out. I mean, twice a day isn’t so hard. And twice on the first date? That’s not outrageous. PLENTY of my other girls did. Why is this so hard?”
And I just sit there. Somehow that seems like the right thing to do. “It shouldn’t be so hard, and I’m sorry that it is. You are a complete catch – you are a nice guy, you are handsome, you have an amazing body and that cock is the best in the world. When you find her, and I am sure that you will. She will thank you for waiting for her.”
And he is just looking at me. And quietly nods. “Thanks man. Appreciate that.” And sips his beer, and it’s like he’s turned a corner.
“And thanks, man, for all that you are doing for me. This has been like the best thing in my life and I’m really appreciative of what you have to put up with. Thank you.” And that folks, is about all you can say. So I just nod.
“I’ve had the longest fucking Saturday and I’m covered in pond scum and I need a shower. Want to join me, big guy?” and he looks over and grins. “Only if you promise to eat my ass and do your porn star thing on me.” As he grins and sips his beer.
So I move over and sit on his lap, lean in and kiss him, stroking his head. God he tastes good. And ah, there it is, the start of something hard in his lap. And I unbutton his shirt and work his neck and tweak his nipples and I feel like a pretty solid log in his pants and I get up and unbutton his pants and he raises his ass so I can pull them off of him – the stud went commando, and his cock flops from being down his leg to being at his belly button -- fuck, that must have hurt. And I get back on his lap, positioning my crack on his cock, and sit on it like it’s an egg and I’m a-gonna-hatch-it. And I go back to revving him up. ‘Your cock feels so good on my ass’ and it does, squirm, squirm.
‘E – I’m at Code 4 already, careful’ and I ignore him, and I pull his arm up to his head and go in and lick his armpits. The smell is intoxicating and I lap at every inch of it and it does it for me. I sit up and remove Jack’s shorts (Nope, not what you are thinking. I have my speedos too. Jack’ll have to figure his own way home! I’l tell you, don’t fuck with the Black Widower!) and his shirt and get back onto Scott’s lap and raise the other arm and dive into that pit. ‘Code 5 and rising’ is all he can say. And I keep up my efforts and it feels really good, if his calm and zen zone face is any feedback.
So I move into my porn star mode, and I’ve only done this position a few times. And it’s hard. It’s hard to know when to use it, for sure. Hard to pull off, and once you are in it, it’s HARD to stay that way. Then you gotta undo the position. All very complicated. But when done well, at the right time, it’s a solid 10 move.
So I get off Scott’s lap, and put my mouth onto his cock. ‘Code 6, man, careful’ As deep as I can go, and start swirling my tongue slowly on his cock. Then I raise my right leg and put it over his shoulder, and put my other leg over his other shoulder, and put both of my hands on either side of Scott’s lap and cock. I am effectively in pushup position over Scott, all while maintaining his blow job. And my ass is at his mouth.
This is a first for Scott. Yeah, he’s eaten me out. But post shower. Pre-fuck. Not in porn star mode in the living room while getting a blow job. And I do a push up, lowering myself onto his cock, and pushing back up. I figure I can easily do 99 more of those. Anymore, and the guns are gonna be pissed. And I love his cock at this angle. I go down between him and lick his balls with my tongue. “Open your legs for me, so I can get at your ass” and I put my hand inside his legs so he can widen them.
Then I grab my empty-ish beer bottle and, yes, I am now one handed, move the tip in between his legs so it’s tip is at his ass lips. “close your legs”, as I move my hand to the outside of his legs. Fuck, I’m sweating now. Last one handed move. I grab his hand and put it on the bottom of the bottle. “apply pressure and pretend you are getting fucked. And fucking stick your tongue into my ass. This is hard work here, mate!” and he does, then pulls back ‘Definite CODE 7 and rising, man, watch it, danger zone, here man, seriously!’ Good, right where I want you and right where you need to be.
And I feel Scott lean in, and I push back and there it is. His tongue laps my anus. And it feels good, as I blow him and he fucks himself. And he licked and he probed and he ate my ass and I’m slowing down cuz I’m like on pushup number 86. And he is working that beer bottle. My eyes are like an inch away on the down suck and I see the bottle moving in and out and twisted side-to- side. Fuck, he’s getting into it. And I’m doing push-ups for the team, but I gotta fess up. I am getting tired.
“Hey man, your mouth feels so good, any chance I can get a fuck? Like CODE 8!”
Hallelujah, Jesus wept. I’m gonna be sore upper and lower tomorrow, with any luck. I lift one leg over his shoulder and Scott grabs me and stand us up. HEAD RUSH. And he pulls me into a kiss.
“That was hot, E. And I needed that. Now fucking come eat my ass and let me pound the fucking shit outta you so you can earn your keep. And I want to hear about the fucking lake. ALL of the details. Triggers or not. I wanna fuck you from here until Sunday night. Who was your first fuck today?” And I look at him, and I’m lusting. Like, he wants me to trigger him.
“This guy Jack. Awesome ass and his cock is huge. He fucked me missionary in a field and it was hot.” As I take his hand and walk him to the shower. I kiss him and grind into him and say, “lets piss” and we both do, somehow, as semi'd as we are. He turns on the water and I ask Siri to play a local radio station.
“But Jack’s apparently a slut. I saw him jogging and his ass was so hot and then I saw this mammoth flopping cock and I had to turn around” as I go down on Scott and start licking his ass. His legs are wide apart. And I circle and probe.
“Then I swam over to Jared and he fucked me on a rock. That was hot.” And I dive back in there and do some circles, while I reach around and stroke Scott’s cock. Then I move up to his taint and balls, and work them and then turn Scott around and mouth and suck his cock. “E – I’m so close, dude, that feels great. And you are such a slut! Good job, man.” And I work his cock and slip my finger into his ass, and he sits down a little to penetrate himself. And I thumb his balls as my hand’s on his cock and I can tell I’m this fucking close to bringing my man to heaven. And I stopped. Yep, gents. Hands off, mouth off, stand up stop. Time for the Big Guns. Time to trigger a Code 10. No one does what Tammy did to my man. No one.
I stand up and shut the water off and there is a look of pure terror in his eyes. “What the FUCK was that. I was ready to cum, man!” and I tap his balls. “Yeah, I know. Didn’t I tell you, we are edging tonight.”
And I slap his ass. Hey, it’s playing with fire. But it’s the best solution, trust me. Maybe. Hopefully at least. I toss him a towel and say “follow-me”. “I wanna tell you about Grunge. He has an awesome fucking cock and he’s on my To Do list and man, there was a LOT of hot cock there today, it’s all I could do not blow the lot of them! And Scott is literally stumbling behind me. “Wait here, man, let me lube you up, just in case” and I dab some lube into Scott’s ass. And mine, of course.
It’s gonna be a FUCKING long night! Let me tell you!
Jack, cuz you passed out and he has an awesome cock and you want to marry him and you talked to his mommy? No, aint gonna lie here, my initial reaction is nope, not him. Being stranded could take years, and I don’t think I got it enough for him.
Henry cuz of the king size cock and he’s a stud. Nope, not him, he’s an easy rule out.
Jared. Sign. Wait, I’ll come back to him.
Grunge, so you can be perpetually in a good mood. And he’s hot? He’s a definite maybe, but probably not.
Stefan. He’s cute and hung, but I don’t know enough about him. So nope, he doesn’t make the cut.
So my island mates would be Scott and possibly Jared. How do I feel about that? Hmm, as I pull into the motel parking lot. Fuck. Scott’s car is here. If he brought Tammy back here and I gotta sit In the car till midnight – It’s barely after 10, I’m gonna be bummin!
So I go in and the room’s dim, with just one light on, and Scott is sitting, by himself on the couch.
“Hey, stud, how’s my main man? Have a good time with Tammy?”
He just stares ahead. “Hey man. Yeah, it was good.” Now, truth be told, I suck at bedside manner. You sick? Great, call me when you are better, I got stuff to do. Fuck. But I signed up for this. This is the opposite-end of the satyriasis fed peaks. This is a valley. So game up and get your fucking ass in there. Sigh. Fuck.
“Let me get us some beers”, which I do, and sit down next to him, handing him his. He does that cute tongue out and sip and puts the bottle on his knee. “Hey, man, c’mon. It can’t be that bad. Did you fuck her at least? Bet she was good, she has hot titties (I know, trigger-zone, but I gotta get him out of this trance).” And that brings a grin to his face.
“Yeah, I fucked her. She has an awesome body. And I’ve been fuckin a lot of ass lately, so it was awesome to be back in pussy, with a nice, soft, curvaceous, body. It was wonderful and we fucked royally and honesty. It was so good to be back. I fucked her. I ate her out. She came at least 6 times. Twice really hard. It was awesome. It’s what I want and I need in my life.” Don’t say anything. Just let him talk. Yes, I have opinions about what he said. And it’s my ass he’s been doing a ‘lot’ of lately, and there sure as shit should have been a “hey thanks” in there, but this is not about me.
“Hey, that’s great Scott. Glad to hear it. Sounds like you guys had a good time. So why the glum face?” as I sip my beer. “Here, lets smoke” so I pass him a packed pipe and light it for him. He takes a hit and holds it. Starting ahead. I take a hit too.
“We were cuddling after and I was like, ‘I hit the jack pot, this chick is perfect for me’ and we chatted and held each other and I loved it. Then I was massaging her breasts, ever so gently, getting her nipples hard, eager to get into Round Two, and I rolled onto her, letting her feel my hard cock and go in for a kiss to rev her engines up, and she was like ‘Stop, Scott. I’m done for the night. C’mon, let’s go watch TV’ and she puts on this big grandma-style fluffy robe and goes to watch tv in her living room.”
“Okay. So sounds like she was a one and done gal, right. Were you expecting more?”
“E – she texted be before our dated that she was always ready for sex. That she loved it, and loved to cum multiple times each night. And I re-read all of our texts as soon as I got back. And she does. But I thought she meant ‘multiple times’ fuck, recharge, fuck & recharge and fuck again. But she never really said that. So I had high and false expectations and I fucked up. She said she was a nympho – so I thought she’d be like me. But she wasn’t. And sitting on the couch and cuddling with her when all I wanted to do was fucking get off” he stopped. And turned to look at me.
“Dude. It would have been worse than hell. And made the whole pussy fuck so not worth what I was feeling at that time.”
“I’m sorry man. That sounds like a rough time. What did you end up doing”
He grins. There, Scott's still in there. “I stroked myself good, and came big time on her side of the bed. Spunk all over. Picked up my stuff and walked out of her house butt ass naked. Didn’t close the door, didn’t say good bye, didn’t say thank you. And fuck all it felt good.” He grins.
He sips his beer, and leans back. He signs. “E – why is it such hard work to find a girl I can be with? It’s just sex. I got you to help her out. I mean, twice a day isn’t so hard. And twice on the first date? That’s not outrageous. PLENTY of my other girls did. Why is this so hard?”
And I just sit there. Somehow that seems like the right thing to do. “It shouldn’t be so hard, and I’m sorry that it is. You are a complete catch – you are a nice guy, you are handsome, you have an amazing body and that cock is the best in the world. When you find her, and I am sure that you will. She will thank you for waiting for her.”
And he is just looking at me. And quietly nods. “Thanks man. Appreciate that.” And sips his beer, and it’s like he’s turned a corner.
“And thanks, man, for all that you are doing for me. This has been like the best thing in my life and I’m really appreciative of what you have to put up with. Thank you.” And that folks, is about all you can say. So I just nod.
“I’ve had the longest fucking Saturday and I’m covered in pond scum and I need a shower. Want to join me, big guy?” and he looks over and grins. “Only if you promise to eat my ass and do your porn star thing on me.” As he grins and sips his beer.
So I move over and sit on his lap, lean in and kiss him, stroking his head. God he tastes good. And ah, there it is, the start of something hard in his lap. And I unbutton his shirt and work his neck and tweak his nipples and I feel like a pretty solid log in his pants and I get up and unbutton his pants and he raises his ass so I can pull them off of him – the stud went commando, and his cock flops from being down his leg to being at his belly button -- fuck, that must have hurt. And I get back on his lap, positioning my crack on his cock, and sit on it like it’s an egg and I’m a-gonna-hatch-it. And I go back to revving him up. ‘Your cock feels so good on my ass’ and it does, squirm, squirm.
‘E – I’m at Code 4 already, careful’ and I ignore him, and I pull his arm up to his head and go in and lick his armpits. The smell is intoxicating and I lap at every inch of it and it does it for me. I sit up and remove Jack’s shorts (Nope, not what you are thinking. I have my speedos too. Jack’ll have to figure his own way home! I’l tell you, don’t fuck with the Black Widower!) and his shirt and get back onto Scott’s lap and raise the other arm and dive into that pit. ‘Code 5 and rising’ is all he can say. And I keep up my efforts and it feels really good, if his calm and zen zone face is any feedback.
So I move into my porn star mode, and I’ve only done this position a few times. And it’s hard. It’s hard to know when to use it, for sure. Hard to pull off, and once you are in it, it’s HARD to stay that way. Then you gotta undo the position. All very complicated. But when done well, at the right time, it’s a solid 10 move.
So I get off Scott’s lap, and put my mouth onto his cock. ‘Code 6, man, careful’ As deep as I can go, and start swirling my tongue slowly on his cock. Then I raise my right leg and put it over his shoulder, and put my other leg over his other shoulder, and put both of my hands on either side of Scott’s lap and cock. I am effectively in pushup position over Scott, all while maintaining his blow job. And my ass is at his mouth.
This is a first for Scott. Yeah, he’s eaten me out. But post shower. Pre-fuck. Not in porn star mode in the living room while getting a blow job. And I do a push up, lowering myself onto his cock, and pushing back up. I figure I can easily do 99 more of those. Anymore, and the guns are gonna be pissed. And I love his cock at this angle. I go down between him and lick his balls with my tongue. “Open your legs for me, so I can get at your ass” and I put my hand inside his legs so he can widen them.
Then I grab my empty-ish beer bottle and, yes, I am now one handed, move the tip in between his legs so it’s tip is at his ass lips. “close your legs”, as I move my hand to the outside of his legs. Fuck, I’m sweating now. Last one handed move. I grab his hand and put it on the bottom of the bottle. “apply pressure and pretend you are getting fucked. And fucking stick your tongue into my ass. This is hard work here, mate!” and he does, then pulls back ‘Definite CODE 7 and rising, man, watch it, danger zone, here man, seriously!’ Good, right where I want you and right where you need to be.
And I feel Scott lean in, and I push back and there it is. His tongue laps my anus. And it feels good, as I blow him and he fucks himself. And he licked and he probed and he ate my ass and I’m slowing down cuz I’m like on pushup number 86. And he is working that beer bottle. My eyes are like an inch away on the down suck and I see the bottle moving in and out and twisted side-to- side. Fuck, he’s getting into it. And I’m doing push-ups for the team, but I gotta fess up. I am getting tired.
“Hey man, your mouth feels so good, any chance I can get a fuck? Like CODE 8!”
Hallelujah, Jesus wept. I’m gonna be sore upper and lower tomorrow, with any luck. I lift one leg over his shoulder and Scott grabs me and stand us up. HEAD RUSH. And he pulls me into a kiss.
“That was hot, E. And I needed that. Now fucking come eat my ass and let me pound the fucking shit outta you so you can earn your keep. And I want to hear about the fucking lake. ALL of the details. Triggers or not. I wanna fuck you from here until Sunday night. Who was your first fuck today?” And I look at him, and I’m lusting. Like, he wants me to trigger him.
“This guy Jack. Awesome ass and his cock is huge. He fucked me missionary in a field and it was hot.” As I take his hand and walk him to the shower. I kiss him and grind into him and say, “lets piss” and we both do, somehow, as semi'd as we are. He turns on the water and I ask Siri to play a local radio station.
“But Jack’s apparently a slut. I saw him jogging and his ass was so hot and then I saw this mammoth flopping cock and I had to turn around” as I go down on Scott and start licking his ass. His legs are wide apart. And I circle and probe.
“Then I swam over to Jared and he fucked me on a rock. That was hot.” And I dive back in there and do some circles, while I reach around and stroke Scott’s cock. Then I move up to his taint and balls, and work them and then turn Scott around and mouth and suck his cock. “E – I’m so close, dude, that feels great. And you are such a slut! Good job, man.” And I work his cock and slip my finger into his ass, and he sits down a little to penetrate himself. And I thumb his balls as my hand’s on his cock and I can tell I’m this fucking close to bringing my man to heaven. And I stopped. Yep, gents. Hands off, mouth off, stand up stop. Time for the Big Guns. Time to trigger a Code 10. No one does what Tammy did to my man. No one.
I stand up and shut the water off and there is a look of pure terror in his eyes. “What the FUCK was that. I was ready to cum, man!” and I tap his balls. “Yeah, I know. Didn’t I tell you, we are edging tonight.”
And I slap his ass. Hey, it’s playing with fire. But it’s the best solution, trust me. Maybe. Hopefully at least. I toss him a towel and say “follow-me”. “I wanna tell you about Grunge. He has an awesome fucking cock and he’s on my To Do list and man, there was a LOT of hot cock there today, it’s all I could do not blow the lot of them! And Scott is literally stumbling behind me. “Wait here, man, let me lube you up, just in case” and I dab some lube into Scott’s ass. And mine, of course.
It’s gonna be a FUCKING long night! Let me tell you!
So we sit in bed and Scott’s looking confused and scared and like ‘this has never happened before’ and I’m like, “I’ll be right back” and go to grab 2 beers and the pipe again. If you are going for Code 10 – may as well be in a good mood. So I sit on Scott’s cock, pushing it to his stomach, give him a beer and light the pipe for him. We both smoke.
“Hey Scott?” He nods. “Do you trust me? Trust me with your life, trust me with your illness and trust me to do the best that I can for you?” He nods. I get up and go to my travel bag and pull out my exercise bands. Strong as shit resistance bands which I use when I cannot get to the gym.
“Lie down, spread eagle.” As I tie one band around his leg and tie one around the other. He’s sitting and looking at me like, ‘WTF’. And I tie one leg to the foot of the bed, with lots of elasticity, but enough so he’ll be secure. Then I fasten the other one.
Then I sit back on his cock and tie a band to his wrist. Then the other one. Then I tie one to the front foot of the bed and secure the other one. Then I grab my sleeping shades from my travel bag. Hey, I travel a lot and you never know when you are gonna get a room with a light outside.
‘Scott. I love you and you love me. I’m sorry things didn’t work out with Tammy. I’m going to take care of you tonight, and tomorrow and for as long as it works for us, for the rest of our lives. But right now, I need to put you through a little bit of hell, but you’ll come out the other side of it better off.”
And he has that look of terror and he’s struggling against the bands and “Ethan, this isn’t funny man, I’m seriously freaking out and my head and cock are about to explode, I can’t deal with this it’s almost as bad as the gang bang, please, dude, release me! PLEASE! FUCK!”
And he trashes into squirms. And pulls at everything. I get off his cock and lick it head to toe, starting at his taint and go up. And I’m met with a drop of pre. Which I leave there. So he can see it and feel it. And it’s like torture. “Be right back stud” and I go to get Jack’s smelly shirt. God, I am so cruel. And what I am about to do with the shirt will ruin it for me for the future. But we all have sacrifices in life to make.
So I walk back in to Scott and his eyes are rolling and he pulls at his arms. Golly, he looks a little uncomfortable. And I put my ass on his belly and push his cock behind me. “So after I circled back to check on Jack with the floppy hair, floppy cock and great ass, I staged a car break-down so he’d stop. Then I told him I loved him and he kissed me and I passed out.”
And I put the armpits of the shirt to his nose. “See, you can smell him. He smells really good.” As I lean in to get a whiff, too. And FUCK, did it smell good. “Jack’s a total fucking hottie – HUGE, pumped up and like 6’3” and when I came to, my head was in his lap.” And I can hear Scott breathing right in front of me. The shirt feels warm and moist and I close his mouth. “Use your nose, babe, you’ll smell Jack better” And I do. “I can’t take this, E. I can’t do it.” And a tear comes down his eye.
Fuck. My strategy better be right, or I’m-a-fucked. No, we’re-a-fucked.
“Trust me stud. Sit back and relax. Remember, I LOVE YOU.” As I push Jack’s shirt into his mouth. “Now be quiet man, and let me make you feel good. So I do.
Starting with his nipples. I suck, tweak and twist them, gently, but for a LONG time. They are red with effort and I know each one is raw and it’s sending pulses to his cock. He is literally wet with precum. So I lick it off. Slowly. And his balls pull up, his skin is absolutely tight and there is no other loose flesh, just tight, redish-blueish tight skin around those HUGE baby-makers. He is on the fucking EDGE. Jeez. Fuck.
And I back away. And I walk into the living room. It’s after 11:00. Fuck. I gotta pee, and I can’t with a boner. So I just mind-zone out and let my softie come on. Hopefully for Scott, too. And I go in and take a massive, multiple beer pee. God it felt good. And I go and put on my speedos. The one’s Jack stretched out with his awesome cock. Oh, god, they feel good! Jack’s COCK was RIGHT THERE IN MY SUIT!
Then I grab all but two of the towels, bathmat, too, and go back to Scott and put them on the bed. And I go and get a few plastic cups from the mini bar. And I sit next to Scott and wait. He trashes a little and looks at me like WTF. Eyes spinning.
“Relax, babe, I have it all under control.”
Fuck. I hope so, Dude, ‘cuz this is the danger zone! FUCK. Shit. FUCK.
“Hey Scott?” He nods. “Do you trust me? Trust me with your life, trust me with your illness and trust me to do the best that I can for you?” He nods. I get up and go to my travel bag and pull out my exercise bands. Strong as shit resistance bands which I use when I cannot get to the gym.
“Lie down, spread eagle.” As I tie one band around his leg and tie one around the other. He’s sitting and looking at me like, ‘WTF’. And I tie one leg to the foot of the bed, with lots of elasticity, but enough so he’ll be secure. Then I fasten the other one.
Then I sit back on his cock and tie a band to his wrist. Then the other one. Then I tie one to the front foot of the bed and secure the other one. Then I grab my sleeping shades from my travel bag. Hey, I travel a lot and you never know when you are gonna get a room with a light outside.
‘Scott. I love you and you love me. I’m sorry things didn’t work out with Tammy. I’m going to take care of you tonight, and tomorrow and for as long as it works for us, for the rest of our lives. But right now, I need to put you through a little bit of hell, but you’ll come out the other side of it better off.”
And he has that look of terror and he’s struggling against the bands and “Ethan, this isn’t funny man, I’m seriously freaking out and my head and cock are about to explode, I can’t deal with this it’s almost as bad as the gang bang, please, dude, release me! PLEASE! FUCK!”
And he trashes into squirms. And pulls at everything. I get off his cock and lick it head to toe, starting at his taint and go up. And I’m met with a drop of pre. Which I leave there. So he can see it and feel it. And it’s like torture. “Be right back stud” and I go to get Jack’s smelly shirt. God, I am so cruel. And what I am about to do with the shirt will ruin it for me for the future. But we all have sacrifices in life to make.
So I walk back in to Scott and his eyes are rolling and he pulls at his arms. Golly, he looks a little uncomfortable. And I put my ass on his belly and push his cock behind me. “So after I circled back to check on Jack with the floppy hair, floppy cock and great ass, I staged a car break-down so he’d stop. Then I told him I loved him and he kissed me and I passed out.”
And I put the armpits of the shirt to his nose. “See, you can smell him. He smells really good.” As I lean in to get a whiff, too. And FUCK, did it smell good. “Jack’s a total fucking hottie – HUGE, pumped up and like 6’3” and when I came to, my head was in his lap.” And I can hear Scott breathing right in front of me. The shirt feels warm and moist and I close his mouth. “Use your nose, babe, you’ll smell Jack better” And I do. “I can’t take this, E. I can’t do it.” And a tear comes down his eye.
Fuck. My strategy better be right, or I’m-a-fucked. No, we’re-a-fucked.
“Trust me stud. Sit back and relax. Remember, I LOVE YOU.” As I push Jack’s shirt into his mouth. “Now be quiet man, and let me make you feel good. So I do.
Starting with his nipples. I suck, tweak and twist them, gently, but for a LONG time. They are red with effort and I know each one is raw and it’s sending pulses to his cock. He is literally wet with precum. So I lick it off. Slowly. And his balls pull up, his skin is absolutely tight and there is no other loose flesh, just tight, redish-blueish tight skin around those HUGE baby-makers. He is on the fucking EDGE. Jeez. Fuck.
And I back away. And I walk into the living room. It’s after 11:00. Fuck. I gotta pee, and I can’t with a boner. So I just mind-zone out and let my softie come on. Hopefully for Scott, too. And I go in and take a massive, multiple beer pee. God it felt good. And I go and put on my speedos. The one’s Jack stretched out with his awesome cock. Oh, god, they feel good! Jack’s COCK was RIGHT THERE IN MY SUIT!
Then I grab all but two of the towels, bathmat, too, and go back to Scott and put them on the bed. And I go and get a few plastic cups from the mini bar. And I sit next to Scott and wait. He trashes a little and looks at me like WTF. Eyes spinning.
“Relax, babe, I have it all under control.”
Fuck. I hope so, Dude, ‘cuz this is the danger zone! FUCK. Shit. FUCK.
So I kind of zone out, and I guess Scott does, too. It’s late. His breathing subsides, and his cock deflates. And I move into the fun. Remember my ‘Note to self” guys, about exploring watersports. Yes, sireee, Bob, now it's the time to so some exploring. And this is gonna be fun. Cuz like, yeah, I know I’ve had a lot to drink, but Scott’s had like multiple beers now and I’m gonna give him some more.
So I lean into Jack and say “Man, I’m gonna take the shirt out of your mouth, but I need you to stay absolutely quiet. Will you do that for me, Scott?” And he nods. I take the shirt out and he moves his jaw a little.
“Here, have a sip of beer” and I hold the bottle out. Yep, cute tongue stick out and he takes a sip and I make sure to pour more in. Want him good and full. And he looks at me. And shakes his cock and points with his eyes.
“What’s up, Scotty? Tell me with your eyes? You want me to get you hard again. And he shakes his head one YES but then three No’s. And he uses his eyes to point at his cock and he shakes it again.
“I know, it’s a hot cock, Scott. I’m a gonna play with it in a minute.” I get the one yes and three no’s again. He moves his eyes from my eyes to his cock, takes a deep breath in and lets it out, and lets a splash of pee piss out of his slit. MAN, the CONTROL to let a little bit out and stop mid-stream when he has to go so badly. So I take a towel, and dry him off. And I put the shirt back in his mouth.
“Siri, play water trickle theme” And you hear trickling water. I know, I know. I’m a gonna get my ass kicked for sure. And I’m gonna love every minute of it!
I bend over and put his semi into my mouth and Scott pisses again to release some pressure. And I’m not gonna lie. First time I’ve tasted piss. Taking one for the team. I’ll tell you about it later. I swallow it.
I look at Scott “If you think I’m gonna swallow your load of piss, then you are fucked in the head.”
I put a towel on his stomach, take the shirt out again and say “Finish this beer”, which he does and the towel goes back on. I go to fetch more beers.
"Doesn't Jack smell and taste hot!" I click a picture and send it to Jack. "My lover with your shirt in his mouth. He says you smell great, I think" Guy pisses me off.
“I want you to release your piss into this towel.” He looks at me like ‘WTF” – and guys, releasing pee in an odd spot is hard work. Your body since being potty trained, is accustomed to NOT peeing anywhere you wouldn’t want to pee. Like a bed. So I place his semi straight up and a towel under him. I place a cup under his cock with another at the ready.
“Relax and piss for me, Scott.” And I look into his confused and resigned eyes. “It’s going to be all right. You need to get this pee out and then I’m gonna get you to cum”
And he releases a spurt, some into the cup and some onto the towel and he does another spurt and another spurt. The problem is he has to go so badly, that each spurt is too strong, so it’s hard to catch it in the cup. So I put more towels down. Fuck, I’m gonna sleep here later! Don’t need to sleep in that wet spot.
“Try not to make a mess, Scott. I don’t want to have to blow Chuck again, although that might be fun. Wonder how he fucks? May have to try that.” And Scott shakes his head. He’s still there.
“Here’s what we’re gonna do, Scott. I’m gonna stack some towels around your cock, then you are going to release as much as you can until the towels are soaked. Then if you still have to go, stop your stream and I’ll clean these towels in the tub so we can use them again later and I’ll bring you more towels so you can empty yourself. Capiche, Amigo?” He nods.
So I cradle his beautiful cock in a towel, with like a little bump at the top to capture his stream, and I have lots of towels at the ready. “Okay, babe, I’m ready. Release some like a good boy.” And this strong and massive piss starts out and builds and you can tell he’s just relaxed himself and he’s SOAKING the towels and I’m putting more over his penis and around his balls and it’s stinky, not too yellow, and it just continues and it's really kind of sexy. Helping you man out. This shit is fun!
“Hold it right there babe, and I lift the towel off his penis and dab it dry. I pick up the towels, soaking wet with pee, but not dripping and go to the shower and toss them in and turn the water on.
“Hey Siri. Play soothing music” and it does. Enough with the water theme. I wring the towels out and lay them over the shower curtain bar to dry.
“Let’s get your piss finished, shall we?” and I towel him up and look at him and he just relaxes and piss just keeps on coming. It’s less strong, so I fill a cup and then three and finally it’s a trickle and I shake his tip and go in for the kiss. Then I dry him up nice and good.
Then I go into the living room looking for Scott’s phone. “What’s your phone code, Scott?” Oh, yeah, I gagged him. I bring it to him and say “Unlock it”. I go to safari and past history and I find the figging video. I click the triangle to play and scroll back to the beginning.
Ha, I know. Dick move. But I’m gonna get my ass kicked anyway, so may as well play with the dude.
So I put it next to him so he can see it and walk away. It’s now after midnight. Fuck. And I need to shoot a load! As I pee again. More beer and more pot. We have a long night ahead!
So I lean into Jack and say “Man, I’m gonna take the shirt out of your mouth, but I need you to stay absolutely quiet. Will you do that for me, Scott?” And he nods. I take the shirt out and he moves his jaw a little.
“Here, have a sip of beer” and I hold the bottle out. Yep, cute tongue stick out and he takes a sip and I make sure to pour more in. Want him good and full. And he looks at me. And shakes his cock and points with his eyes.
“What’s up, Scotty? Tell me with your eyes? You want me to get you hard again. And he shakes his head one YES but then three No’s. And he uses his eyes to point at his cock and he shakes it again.
“I know, it’s a hot cock, Scott. I’m a gonna play with it in a minute.” I get the one yes and three no’s again. He moves his eyes from my eyes to his cock, takes a deep breath in and lets it out, and lets a splash of pee piss out of his slit. MAN, the CONTROL to let a little bit out and stop mid-stream when he has to go so badly. So I take a towel, and dry him off. And I put the shirt back in his mouth.
“Siri, play water trickle theme” And you hear trickling water. I know, I know. I’m a gonna get my ass kicked for sure. And I’m gonna love every minute of it!
I bend over and put his semi into my mouth and Scott pisses again to release some pressure. And I’m not gonna lie. First time I’ve tasted piss. Taking one for the team. I’ll tell you about it later. I swallow it.
I look at Scott “If you think I’m gonna swallow your load of piss, then you are fucked in the head.”
I put a towel on his stomach, take the shirt out again and say “Finish this beer”, which he does and the towel goes back on. I go to fetch more beers.
"Doesn't Jack smell and taste hot!" I click a picture and send it to Jack. "My lover with your shirt in his mouth. He says you smell great, I think" Guy pisses me off.
“I want you to release your piss into this towel.” He looks at me like ‘WTF” – and guys, releasing pee in an odd spot is hard work. Your body since being potty trained, is accustomed to NOT peeing anywhere you wouldn’t want to pee. Like a bed. So I place his semi straight up and a towel under him. I place a cup under his cock with another at the ready.
“Relax and piss for me, Scott.” And I look into his confused and resigned eyes. “It’s going to be all right. You need to get this pee out and then I’m gonna get you to cum”
And he releases a spurt, some into the cup and some onto the towel and he does another spurt and another spurt. The problem is he has to go so badly, that each spurt is too strong, so it’s hard to catch it in the cup. So I put more towels down. Fuck, I’m gonna sleep here later! Don’t need to sleep in that wet spot.
“Try not to make a mess, Scott. I don’t want to have to blow Chuck again, although that might be fun. Wonder how he fucks? May have to try that.” And Scott shakes his head. He’s still there.
“Here’s what we’re gonna do, Scott. I’m gonna stack some towels around your cock, then you are going to release as much as you can until the towels are soaked. Then if you still have to go, stop your stream and I’ll clean these towels in the tub so we can use them again later and I’ll bring you more towels so you can empty yourself. Capiche, Amigo?” He nods.
So I cradle his beautiful cock in a towel, with like a little bump at the top to capture his stream, and I have lots of towels at the ready. “Okay, babe, I’m ready. Release some like a good boy.” And this strong and massive piss starts out and builds and you can tell he’s just relaxed himself and he’s SOAKING the towels and I’m putting more over his penis and around his balls and it’s stinky, not too yellow, and it just continues and it's really kind of sexy. Helping you man out. This shit is fun!
“Hold it right there babe, and I lift the towel off his penis and dab it dry. I pick up the towels, soaking wet with pee, but not dripping and go to the shower and toss them in and turn the water on.
“Hey Siri. Play soothing music” and it does. Enough with the water theme. I wring the towels out and lay them over the shower curtain bar to dry.
“Let’s get your piss finished, shall we?” and I towel him up and look at him and he just relaxes and piss just keeps on coming. It’s less strong, so I fill a cup and then three and finally it’s a trickle and I shake his tip and go in for the kiss. Then I dry him up nice and good.
Then I go into the living room looking for Scott’s phone. “What’s your phone code, Scott?” Oh, yeah, I gagged him. I bring it to him and say “Unlock it”. I go to safari and past history and I find the figging video. I click the triangle to play and scroll back to the beginning.
Ha, I know. Dick move. But I’m gonna get my ass kicked anyway, so may as well play with the dude.
So I put it next to him so he can see it and walk away. It’s now after midnight. Fuck. And I need to shoot a load! As I pee again. More beer and more pot. We have a long night ahead!
