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Now you probably shouldn’t arrange anything with an anonymous dude over the internet but, boy, is it hot! The illicit, explicit communication that sees you expose yourself, not physically, but sexually and emotionally in a way that seems to be extraordinarily harder in person. It’s so erotic. And then there’s the anticipation of carrying out your arrangement. Countless cum has been spilled just thinking about what you are going or want to do.

Anyway, I’d met a guy on the internet who almost lived in the same city as me (I live in Coventry, England and he lived in a village, technically, on the outskirts) and we’d made this arrangement.

It had certainly been awesome putting it together but, as I got dressed and prepared to catch the bus, I was feeling extremely nervous. I was wearing a tennis outfit essentially: close fitting white t-shirt, white shorts, white socks and white trainers. We had made sure it was a lovely hot summer day.

The first ‘rule’ of our scheme was that I wasn’t to adjust my cock in any way, i.e., if I got hard there would be no tucking it into my waistband or otherwise disguising my bulge. And wouldn’t you know, I had been hard for ages. So it was with what felt like a massive tenting in my shorts (though it was probably hardly noticeable by anyone else!) that I left the house and strode across a few streets to a bus stop where I hoped no-one would recognize me.

Part of the fun is the anonymity. Knowing that you do disgusting or unusual things but your neighbours and friends think you are entirely respectable and clean living. Phew!

I keçiören escort approached the bus stop and, yup, there was a queue. That was good and bad. Bad, because I felt incredibly exposed and nervous. Good because I might be able to get on the bus without the driver seeing my erection and telling me to clear off. That said, the nervousness started to have an effect and my shorts subsided.

The bus arrived and while the journey was uneventful, my cock had had time to think and was pretty stiff as the bus made its way to the village and my destination. Still, I didn’t feel so exposed as I alighted with lumpy shorts.

I pulled the scrap of paper out of my pocket (I only had the paper, my front door key and the bus fare home in there) and checked the address and little map. It sure was quiet round here. I followed the directions and soon arrived at the close and made my way to number seven, at the end of a little cul-de-sac. It was quite open, the house was clearly visible from all the others.

I rang the bell and knelt on the mat. I took the keys and map and money out of my pocket and placed them an arm’s length away. I knelt up straight and even though it had probably only been about five seconds since the first time, rang the bell again.

Shortly, the door opened and there was, I presume, my correspondent. He didn’t say a word, pulled out his swollen but not properly stiff penis and pointed it at me. He exhaled deeply but gently.

A second or two passed. Then it came.

His first stream splashed küçükçekmece escort between my knees but he quickly adjusted. The second full stream hit the side of my chin and splashed up into my ear which made me shudder involuntarily. He giggled and starting working on drenching every inch of me with his warm, golden pee. He did one sleeve of my t-shirt, moved across my chest and soaked the other sleeve.

I loved the cloth becoming saturated and feeling of it clenching onto me. I got outrageously erect at the feeling of the piss running down my chest and tummy inside my shirt.

He moved his hosing down my shirt and into my groin. My shorts just filled with piss and it felt like I was completely naked on this stranger’s doorstep. My clothing felt skin-tight with only a dick-shaped protrusion where my shorts used to be.

My shorts drenched, he quickly splashed my legs and that was the end of that stream.

He wasn’t quite finished though and stepped forward slightly. My face was almost touching his dripping dick. I bowed my head. He relaxed once more and let another stream go, this time over my hair.

It ran down my face, dripped off my nose, stung my eyes and, wonderfully, ran my back. I could feel the pee soaking inch-by-inch into the back of my shirt, grasping my erotically charged skin bit-by-bit as it may its way down. Bizarrely, the feeling was such that as it ran down my back I swear I could feel it on my throbbing cock.

The stream stopped again. I heard the door close gently. I stayed kneeling kurtköy escort for a few seconds, letting the wanton eroticism of the moment envelope me. I could feel urine seeping down my clothing, into cracks and crevasses. And, damn, was I hard!

I stood up and felt a wave of pleasure as my clothing settled into a new place; gravity caressed me through my unequivocally piss-soaked outfit. I really felt I was danger of ejaculating spontaneously as drips escaped my shorts and traveled slowly down my legs, twanging every hair. I swear it wouldn’t have been more stimulating if the sexiest, most beautiful, closest friend in the world had been running their fingers or tongue up and down my leg.

Time to go home. This time no amount of nervousness could dampen (!) my dick. It wouldn’t have been any more obvious if I had been naked or a t-shirt that had a giant arrow on it and the words ‘Look everyone, a hard cock.’

There wasn’t anyone at the bus stop and so I was wondering what was going to happen when I boarded. The bus pulled up but the driver looked away as he opened the doors and by the time he looked back I had already boarded, paid and stated my destination.

I went and sat on the back seat which was empty. I must admit, I tucked myself in the corner and looked out the window. I suppose it was a bit cowardly and, perhaps, to be more charitable, I avoided being offensively brazen. No need to upset people. Not ever.

I arrived at my stop and got off, erection still amazingly intact. I strode back home. Even though I was delighted at having being hard for the entire journey (about half-an-hour) and, in fact, the majority of the day so far, I knew I’d have to get rid of it soon.

He should be here in about an hour. Time for a luxurious wank and, of course, to start drinking.

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I had known for a while I was attracted to him. Not just his body but everything about him. The way he could make me laugh when I felt down or the stupid jokes he cracked. But up until now I could never have told him. See I thought he was straight – he had a fiancée, always checking out other chicks and always going on about females. That all changed when he found out she cheated on him.

He got pretty down and started seeing an older woman who he just wanted to shag. Now I’m sure he knew how I felt…I’d seen the glances and heard the comments but up till now had been to scared to tell him how I truly felt. Not scared he’d say he felt the same way to but scared he’d freak out and I’d lose my best friend.

Then it happened.

I was talking to him online one day when he asked me why I didn’t have a girlfriend. I made up some shit but he kept pushing and pushing until finally I said that I liked him. He sounded abit shocked at first but asked me what I meant. I told him how for three years I had been waiting for a chance to tell him how I wanted to be with him.

I thought nothing more of it as he made it clear there was no way in hell it was happening. So I thought nothing of it until a few weeks later when I was staying at his place. halkalı escort We had been out for dinner and had a couple of beers – nothing much. As he had work early in the morning we went back to his place and went to bed – Brad to his room and me to the spare room.

He had been acting strange and since this was the first time I’d seen him since telling him how I felt I just put it down to that. I was just dozing off when I heard him yell out my name. He asked me to come into his room. So I slipped my boxers back on and went through.

He told me to take off my boxers and get into bed with him.

I was shocked. I had wanted this for so long and after being told it would never happen I didn’t know what to say. I slowly took off my boxers and got into bed beside him. I had never been so nervous in my life. He reached over and started to stroke my cock. In seconds I was rock hard so I started to do the same to him. One thing I noticed was he was big.

“I don’t know why I’m doing this, but you’re my best friend and it took guts to tell me how you felt.”

I moaned as he kept stroking. He grabbed some lube from his drawer and drenched my cock in it.

“This is going to be the only chance içerenköy escort you ever get to do this so make the most of it.”

His tight puckered hole was pointing straight up into the air. He was begging for it. I put the head of my cock at his entrance and pushed slowly. I could hear his breathing getting deeper and his hole tried to tighten.

I told him to relax. With just my head in he told me to keep going. I pushed and slide all the way in. The sensation of his tight arse around my cock was undescribable. I could hear him whimper and asked if he was ok. Without waiting for a response I slide my cock out and then in. He buried his head in the pillow. I built up a slow rhythm and as Brad got used to my cock in his arse he rocked in time with my thrusts. Then my animal urge took over and I started going faster. My balls slapped against his perfect arse as I pounded him into oblivion. After awhile I felt my balls swell up and I knew I was close. A couple of thrusts later and I dumped my load up his devirginized arse. I kept going until i was to soft to continue then looked at his arse, my cum oozing out of it. I kissed his neck and ears, savouring the moment.

Meanwhile his cock was being lubed kartal escort up and he got ready to fuck me. I went down on all fours and felt his head burst through my ring. I had never experienced anything like it. My arse was on fire being attacked by his monster. I had a tear in my eye as he slid his cock all the way in.

He wasted no time in building up a fast pace. I squeezed my arse muscle together but this just made him even more determined and he went harder and faster.

He pulled out and got me on my back. As his eyes locked with mine he slid back in, the sharp stretching sensation rippled through my body.

On and on it went, harder and faster until I felt an incredible explosion of warmth deep inside me. He just stayed there for a few seconds before pulling out. I put his still hard dick in my mouth and clean it using my tongue. His sweet nector tasted so good.

We lay there for about 10 minutes just cuddling but eventually I went back to my room with the nights memories and a red raw arse.

The sad thing is I’ve never managed to get a repeat performance. No matter how many times I tell him it was the best night of my life he just pretends as if it never happened. I guess though I still got my best friend so that’s a positive. He’s got himself a girlfriend now and she’s always telling everyone about how great he is in bed and how big his cock is. If only she knew the truth.

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The first time I ever did anything with a guy was at my friend Kate’s new year’s eve party shortly after my 18th birthday. It wasn’t a big do; more a friends and family thing with her parents inviting their friends from the village and Kate inviting whichever of her friends were still around and not off at uni, working or travelling the world.

Kate was a couple of years older than me as were most of her friends. I had known her best friend Sarah since primary school, who was now a free spirited twenty year old back for the holidays from university. I also knew a girl from my train to school, Jodie, who was slightly younger than me, and her brother, Steve, who everyone knew as ‘Spike’ because of his untidy black hair, who was my own age.

Spike looked a bit of an emo kid, because he was naturally pale with very dark hair, but he was into upbeat stuff like ska and punk music and was cheery verging on hyperactive to match. He was quite a bit shorter than me (I was just over six foot, though not lanky), his slight body usually lost in baggy jeans and hooded sweatshirts with his favourite bands’ names across the front.

For a small village in the middle of nowhere it was a pretty eventful party. I got there about seven and Jodie was already pretty drunk, trying to keep up with the older students and adults milling around. There was some decent food and I got stuck into a plate of stew, chilling out in a corner with Spike and Sarah and helping them work through a stash of beers.

About nine Kate led us younger people out to her garage, where we had access to a well stocked fridge and a load of old furniture including a pool table, a few sofas and some beanbags. Spike stuck a Reel Big Fish album on the stereo and Sarah broke out the weed and started rolling spliffs. I noticed Jodie hadn’t made it in with us, but then Spike challenged me to a fastest pint contest and after that the first passed-round joint of the night found me and I got distracted.

Three quarters of an hour later I needed a piss so I got up from my beanbag (where Spike, the loser of the fastest pint competition was sprawled with a joint glowing in one corner of his mouth) and followed some half-hearted directions from a stoned Sarah to the upstairs loo. Leaving the garage I was in a long stone corridor that ran down one side of Kate’s converted farmhouse, a long line of wooden doors to my right leading into other rooms of the house. The sound of adult voices, laughter and music spilled along with cracks of light under the first two, from there they were dark. The back stairs up to the landing with the loo were at the end of the corridor and I ran my fingers along the rough brick to my left as I felt my way through the darkness.

I froze when I heard the moan. It was very soft, definitely a girl’s voice, coming from near the end of the corridor. I paused, listening for it again, willing myself not to breath. There it was again; slightly louder this time, with an urgent note to it. A thrill went through me- half fear, half arousal- and I felt my cock thicken in my jeans. I was already light-headed from the weed, and it made me brave. I padded forward, my rubber-soled Converse not making any noise on the stone floor. A bead of sweat left my hairline, slowly running down the side of my face.

The back stairs were deep in shadow, but I could make out a faint green glow coming round the frame of the end-most door opposite them, which was open. As I got closer I heard the moan again. This time I recognized a single word, ‘Yes’, hissed in a frantic whisper between clenched teeth. I could hear other noises too now… fabric caught and rubbing together, heavy breathing, a repetitive wet, stroking sound. I stuck to the shadows on the left side of the corridor, skulking back into the cover of the darkened stairwell as soon as I could. A few, careful steps up the stairs and I crouched down, able to look in through the door while staying hidden from anyone inside.

I was looking into a small utility room, with shelves cluttered with household junk on both sides and a washer and dryer side by side at the end of it under a high window. One of the glow sticks Kate had hung up in the garage had been hung on the corner of one of the shelves, illuminating the scene in front of me.

Jodie was sat on the dryer, a guy kneeling in front of her. Her top was pulled up almost to her neck, her bra yanked down, and her perky young tits stood straight out, her dark nipples rock hard. Her head was thrown back in drunken ecstasy, her pale legs wide apart and her fatih escort skirt riding up round her waist as she held her companion’s face into her pussy. From where I crouched I could hear the slurping sounds as he ate her, and her whispered moans as she encouraged him.

My cock stiffened immediately, straining at my jeans, and I reached down and started squeezing myself through the denim as I watched Jodie getting off. The guy was licking her up and down very fast, from the base of her pussy up to her clit, and as I watched he brought up a hand and started working his fingers in and out of her. She started panting, biting back louder moans as she started humping herself against his mouth, and as she locked her legs around his head and stiffened in orgasm I could feel pre-cum soaking my boxers.

She sat up on the dryer, pulling the guy up and kissing him hard on the mouth, frantically tearing at his clothes. I pushed my hand down inside my waistband and started tugging on my painfully hard cock as Jodie’s lover dropped his jeans and pushed himself into her. I masturbated urgently as she braced her legs against the shelves, her hands clutching his bare arse (which was a pale green from the glow stick) as he pumped in and out of her.

Then he brought her close, one hand on the back of her head, and her chin was resting on his shoulder as she stared right at me. I froze, terrified for a second before I realised she couldn’t possibly have seen me- her hair was a mess, half over her face, her eyes were glassy with booze and sex, and she was biting her lip to stifle her moaning.

Too soon I heard the mystery lover grunt and saw his buttock muscles clench, and heard Jodie cry out loud in surprise and pleasure as he came. He sagged against her, and she kissed his neck and ear as they collapsed against the dryer. Then I heard a door open at the end of the corridor, light and noise rolling out to strip away the darkness that hid me. I heard Kate’s mum asking if anyone was in the utility room as I scampered up the stairs to the bathroom to jerk off in the sink.

-*-

When I got back Sarah informed me that I had to make up for lost time, and I drank a lot of beer and smoked a whole joint to myself in the remaining couple of hours before New Years, though I couldn’t get the sight of Jodie getting fucked out of my mind all the time I was chatting shit with her brother. Jodie re-appeared with her mystery guy a few minutes after me- turned out he was the boyfriend of a friend of Kate’s- when Jodie found that fact out she kicked off the only proper row of the evening, which ended up in him being told to leave and her passing out and being put to bed upstairs.

When midnight rolled around the adults’ bellowing of Auld Lang Syne could be heard over the music, and in our garage we kissed whoever we could grab at the time. Sarah found me, grabbing me by the shirt and giving me an open-mouthed snog, her tongue snaking out between my lips and flicking playfully against mine before she moved off and did the same to Kate. I noticed Spike hadn’t kissed anyone, so under the influence of a lot of beer and a fair bit of weed I danced over to him and hugged him, planting a wet kiss on his forehead. He chuckled and shoved me back, but then something flickered in his eyes and he leant in, kissing me full on the mouth. He tasted of beer and cigarettes, but at the same time there was a not-unpleasant sweet taste underneath it.

He pulled back and I stared at him, not sure what to say. He flushed for a second, before grinning and shrugging and shouting ‘Happy New Year’s!’. I laughed and wrote it off as too much booze, and we settled down for another few beers.

-*-

The party wound down about three, when Kate brought down duvets and blankets for all of us. I’d laid claim to the large battered sofa along with Spike, and after losing our jeans and hoodies we top and tailed it under a light cotton sheet before we crashed out. Kate took her boyfriend up to her room, while Sarah snuggled up in a duvet at the foot of our sofa. Everyone else bedded down, and although I could hear the tell tale sighs and moans of at least one couple playing in the darkness I was too drunk to really care and drifted off.

I was woken up a while later by movement close to me, and a soft contact against my stomach. The room was almost totally black, and my eyes took some time to adjust. I felt the fleeting stroking sensation against my stomach again. Fingers- a hand under my T shirt, tracing the thin column of hair güngören escort that led down from my navel to the waistband of my underwear. The stroke was light, repetitive. Unmistakeably a caress. I could feel another hand now, gently caressing my bare thigh under the sheet. It felt good, and I felt my cock start to respond, thickening and growing in my boxers.

I didn’t want to say anything… whoever was giving me this TLC thought I was passed out drunk and I was stoned and horny enough that I wasn’t going to correct them… but I wanted to see who was taking advantage of me. I opened my eyes a bit further, confident that the darkness would cover me. A thin band of light bisected the garage from the skylight, and I caught a glimpse of my admirer as they raised their head through it, revealing themselves. It was Spike!

Until that moment I would never have dreamt of doing anything with a guy, but truth was as I lay there trying to drunkenly take it all in I had to admit he was more sensual than a lot of the girls Id been with by the time I was eighteen. His fingers roamed under my shirt, stroking my nipples and chest lightly and getting me very turned on. He must have realised, as the hand that had been rubbing my thigh moved up and I felt him gently caress my stiff cock through the cotton, a single fingernail running from the base to the head and back down again.

I was getting really excited by that point, and I couldn’t help my dick jumping a little as he touched it. I closed my eyes and resigned myself to it. He could do what he wanted. I felt him shift as he sat up from where he had been lying beside me, and arranged himself down the end of the sofa beside my ankles. As he did so I felt his cock, fully erect and very heavy in the tight briefs he was wearing, drag along my side. It felt huge, easily much bigger than my own (and without meaning to sound like a tosser I’ve got nothing to worry about in that department) and I could feel a damp spot at the head where his pre-cum was leaking through the material. I had to stifle a groan.

He withdrew, and I was about to open my eyes to see if he’d lost his nerve, given up on the seduction, when I felt hot breath on the head of my cock through the cotton and an instant later he took my fabric-covered penis into his hot, moist mouth. I couldn’t help myself; I groaned quietly, my body stiffening up. I felt Spike draw back as if I’d punched him, leaving my wet cock sitting abandoned in my damp boxers.

I had to convince him I was still unconscious… I held my eyes shut, willing myself to breath deeply, but not overdo it. The alcohol helped- I was still pretty groggy despite how turned on I was. I stretched in my ‘sleep’, ‘accidentally’ pushing my hips towards Spike and rubbing back against the sofa so my boxers were pushed down an inch or so. Through the back of the sofa I could feel a repetitive tremor, echoed through Spike’s leg where it came into contact with my ankle. He was touching himself, barely breathing just like I had done while I watched his sister getting fucked earlier the previous day.

I knew I’d pulled it off when I felt thumbs hook gently into the elastic of my boxers, tugging them carefully down to below my genitals. As he set it free my hard cock rose up at an angle from my body and I shivered as I felt the cold air against my skin. I knew I had to keep up the pretence of regular breathing but I was too excited.

Then I felt his mouth again, delicately placing soft kisses on the inside of my thighs, the inside of my pelvic bone, on my stomach and then beside the base of my cock, working inwards in a slow spiral. His warm left hand cupped my balls, squeezing me gently, and then I felt the slippery warmth of his tongue on the underside of the base of my shaft, running slowly up to the head.

I was going out of my mind as I felt my friend’s tongue sliding around the head of my cock. I could feel warm trickles of saliva escaping his mouth and running down me, but then his right hand was wrapped around me and massaging it into my shaft, jerking me off slowly as he tended to the tip with his tongue. With his left hand he gently increased the pressure and rhythm as he rubbed my balls.

He tenderly kissed the head of my cock, as softly as he’d kissed me earlier at midnight. I gasped as I felt his wet lips slide open around me, and finally I felt Spike’s mouth sink down around my erect penis and he started to suck rhythmically. As he caressed my sack with his left hand his right hand slid up and down kadıköy escort and around my slippery cock in a circular motion. His soft lips formed a tight ‘o’ above it and he moved his mouth up and down in time with his hand, his tongue flicking and sliding all over the head.

On each downwards stroke he took a little more of me into his mouth, on each upwards stroke he sucked gently and flicked his tongue around the edges of my cock head. His technique felt amazing, and before long I was panting, lifting my hips to push my dick further into his mouth.

I decided enough was enough. He had to already know I was no longer awake, and I opened my eyes, half sitting up and placing a hand on the back of his head, stroking his hair as he sucked my cock. He hesitated only for a second, then sped up, taking almost my whole six and a half inches down his throat on the downwards stroke, his tongue teasing me and lapping the head as he bobbed up again.

I was too hot so I lost my T-shirt, pulling it off over my head. We were trying to be quiet but my orgasm was approaching and Spike seemed to be concentrating on my cock to the exclusion of all else. With my other hand I stroked his face and his bare shoulder (he seemed to have taken his own shirt off at some point) as he brought me closer and closer. My universe was reduced to my erect penis and the fantastically hot, wet mouth and hand wrapped around it, sliding up and down, faster and faster. It was the greatest blowjob of my life to that point, and the fact I was half tripping only magnified the experience.

I groaned as I felt myself near the point of no return, my right hand tangled in his hair and my left hand running my fingernails along his back as his head increased its speed- if that was possible.

“Spike…” I whispered, the first words I had spoken to him, trying to warn him, but he knew already. My vision had accustomed to the darkness and I could see him looking at me, gazing into my eyes as my pale cock slid in and out of his mouth. He knew I was completely in his control, and his left hand squeezed my balls firmly, his right hand tightening at the base of my dick and sending me over the edge.

I bit back a cry as the first wave of my orgasm hit me, my body spasming and my hips thrusting up into his mouth. He sank down onto my cock as the first eruption of come exploded onto his tongue, his lips wrapped round the base, and I felt his throat close around me as I emptied myself into him in a series of earth shattering torrents.

My body was drenched in sweat and I felt utterly drained, tingles running up and down my arms and legs as Spike gently sucked and licked my diminishing cock as it flopped from his mouth. I stroked his hair, the afterglow buzzing in my ears.

I felt his hard, huge cock nudge against my ankle, and I felt an overwhelming urge to return the favour, though I didn’t feel ready to suck him. I reached down, stroking his shoulders and pulling him up towards me. I felt his slim bare torso slide over mine, saw his face close to mine, his eyes wide. I kissed him as he had kissed me at midnight, but took it further; I pushed my tongue between his lips, stroking against his, tasting myself on him.

As we kissed I heard a soft, almost imperceptible whimper, and looked down to my left. Sarah was lying very still, her eyes wide open, but I could see in the darkness one hand was squeezing her right breast and her other hand was moving very quickly between her legs. She was obviously enjoying the show. Everyone else appeared to be still asleep though.

Spike scratched my chest lightly, running his fingernails over my pecs up my neck to run his fingers through my hair. I ran my hands across his narrow shoulders, down over his ribs to stroke across his stomach… I hesitated, but only for a moment, and then I took hold of Spike’s cock.

He was probably about seven and a half to eight inches long, almost unbelievable considering his slight build, and thick. He was uncircumcised. I cupped his balls with my left hand, imitating what he’d done to me whilst he sucked me as I wrapped my right hand round his shaft and started jerking him off slowly. His cock was warm, and smooth. He moaned into my mouth as I increased the speed, and he thrust against me. He broke off our kiss for a second.

“I’m close…” he whispered, “I’m so turned on, you-“

I felt his balls tighten and his cock pulsed in my hand. I felt hot splashes of liquid on my stomach and chest as he ground against me… he gasped, panting into my neck as he came and came. I felt it pour out, coating my knuckles and fingers and run down my belly. I brought my hand to my mouth, tasted it. It didn’t really taste great, but it didn’t taste bad either. Spike collapsed onto me, breathing heavily. It had been an encounter I would remember for a long, long time.

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This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or events is unintended and purely accidental. Intended for mature (50+) audiences. All characters are over 55. This story contains scenes of incest.

This story is part 3 of a series. If you haven’t already done so, it is best to read Chapters 1 and 2 first to familiarize yourself with the characters. As there is no story category for bisexual male/MMF, it is here in the Gay section. Hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 3

Journal Entry Sunday, May 2, 2010

What a great day the first of May was for us yesterday, followed up with the finale to end all finales this morning.

We set aside the whole afternoon to have some fun with my wife’s younger brother Kenny, who brought and made lunch for us. It was great – none of us felt rushed to get into anything, and we talked a lot about our individual fantasies. He also brought along his sidekick, ‘Moby Dick’, the large and apparently very expensive life-like phallus supposedly modelled after some porn star I wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alley.

Well, maybe I would like to, but I digress..

I knew damn well that I was going to lose my anal virginity that day to Kenny, one way or the other, so I had prepared accordingly. And that is the first thing that came up in our afternoon agenda after the lunch dishes were cleared.

Kat took the floor, vocalizing her wishes right off the bat.

“I’ve been so looking forward to watching you getting your ass properly fucked, mister macho man,” she said, looking right at me.

I, like so many other married men out there, had often lobbied to do just that to Kat’s pretty little ass, but she was understandably reluctant to go there.

“Hey, I’m man enough to admit I would love that too,” I snapped back. “But how about you? What can we do for you that you’re in the mood for today?”

Kat had been using some really expensive cream prescribed by her doctor to try and revitalize things ‘down there’, and with success, I might add. With Katy pushing sixty, and Kenny and I not far behind, we need all the help we can get.

“I just want to watch . . for now anyway. Maybe later, I’ll see if Moby over there will fit in my strap-on harness. How about you, Kenny? You looking for anything special?”

“Your hubby’s ass! And if that dick fits .. maybe I can find a place for you to put it.”

We all seemed to agree on the number one priority of the day.

“I’ll see if I can find that harness,” Kat replied exuberantly, before disappearing into our bedroom.

“You still sure you want to go through with this bro?” Ken asked, suggestively stroking himself through his shorts.

“You’ll have to take it easy on me Kenny, I’ve never had anything much bigger than a dill pickle up there.”

“Don’t you worry about a thing. I’ve got a plan,” he said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

“Man with a plan! That’s my bro!” Kat exclaimed, returning with her dick belt securely fastened and adorned in her powder-blue baby-doll lingerie. She grabbed Moby, and sure enough, it did fit in her harness.

“Put it on sis!”

“Ok, I’m working on it.”

The thing was so heavy, it hung down obscenely between her legs.

“Wow, I don’t know how you guys can walk around with these things,” she astutely observed.

“Our cross to bear,” I replied sarcastically.

“OK, who wants it first?” She said, waving it at both of us.

“Get away from me with that thing!” I hollered.

“Maybe you can take me after I take your hubby,” Ken suggested.

“Well what are we waiting for?”

“Lube, that’s what. And lots of it!”

“Got that too,” Ken said, pulling it out of his sack. “Let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”

“Follow me,” said Kat, leading us back into our bedroom, Ken and I shedding our clothes along the way. Her seductive appearance, dressed so sexy but adorned with that extra equipment dangling from her crotch, gave both Kenny and I instant hard-ons.

Kat took charge immediately.

“Lay down on your stomach, just like Kenny did.”

I eagerly complied, making myself comfortable and placing a pillow under my hips, to elevate my ass and make it more accessible to any and all takers.

“You know what to do,” she said, looking at her brother, while she stroked her ever-hard Moby Dick like it was her own flesh and blood.

And Ken sure did. For the first time in my life, I felt lips and tongue working their way into my hole. It was more sensuous, more stimulating that I had ever imagined it would be. We have so many nerve endings there; what a great place to practice the art of loving. It almost tickled, but in a very good way. I could feel the arousal in my hardening member, albeit jammed into the pillow beneath me.

Ken spread me with his fingers, and pushed his tongue into me as far as he could. I pushed back, trying to open up more for his probing efforts. Meanwhile, Kat slapped that big dick of hers on my neck and shoulders, çekmeköy escort maneuvering her way up to the head of the bed.

“Let’s see you suck on this thing, slut-boy.”

Well, I could barely get the head of it in my mouth, but I gave it my best, as Ken’s fingers started working their way into me. He had obviously spread lube over me while I was preoccupied, as it was beginning to feel quite slick back there.

Suddenly, he hit ‘the spot’ that made me jump – it was my prostate, and he was massaging it, with lord knows how many fingers inside me.

Kat had my head in her hands and was forcing even more of that monster into my mouth, and I truly felt like a slut. I wanted even more, but that thing seriously would not fit without splitting my lips at the seams.

Kat must have felt my pain, as she withdrew it from me and moved back to the foot of the bed.

“How is slut boy doing there – opening up nicely for you?”

“Mmm, sure is,” Ken replied. “I think he’s almost ready for a hard cock.”

“Get up on your knees, baby. Your time has come,” she ordered me. I complied without hesitation, sticking my rump up in the air.

I heard Kat sucking and spitting on him, getting him stiff and slick.

“Tell me you want it Jimmy boy.”

“Fuck yeah, I want your cock up my ass. NOW.”

“Just relax and breath. And push out when I say.”

Then I could feel the warmth of his shaft run up and down over me. I don’t think I ever wanted anything so bad as I did just then.

“Do it Kenny. Please.”

“Here it comes, bro.”

I stopped breathing for a few moments as he gently pushed, and I could feel the head of his penis just breach the first ring. I moaned like a twenty dollar whore in heat.

“OK, now, push against me,” he said.

I knew exactly what he meant, as I had felt him do that when roles were reversed earlier. But it felt so good with him there like that, I hesitated.

“Just give me a moment,” I begged.

“Of course. We’ve got all the time in the world,” he said.

After about ten seconds, I pushed back, and his cock was in. But oh, what a stretch I felt.

I panicked a bit, but Kenny kept me cool.

“Breathe, bro. Deep breaths. I’m not going to move until you tell me.”

Kat affectionately stroked the sweat from my face, and laid down by me. We kissed for a while, as I relaxed into it more.

“You ready for more?” Ken asked.

“Slow, nice and slow,” I replied.

Gently, he eased into me the rest of the way, until I felt his balls touch mine. He was all the way in – and it felt amazing! A fullness I had never experienced, but knew from that moment forward, I would forever crave.

“FUCK .. you feel so good in my ass, Kenny!”

In and out, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed, I felt every vein in his shaft massage my anal walls. His warm, wonderful, loving dick stroking me, fucking me, throbbing inside me; I could even feel his heart beating through my anal wall as he made love to me as no other had before.

So self-absorbed was I that I lost all track of where Kat was or what she was doing. Kenny had picked up the pace, and I could feel my prostate throb each time he bottomed out in me. I wish I could say that it lasted longer, but after five or ten minutes Ken was almost at the end of his rope.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna blow . . I’m gonna fill your ass with cum bro!”

“DO IT! FUCK ME KENNY! CUM INSIDE ME!”

That was when I felt the warmth of his seed fill me, tingling inside me like a thousand microscopic fingers. I felt him spasm several times, then his fullness inside me receding. We were both panting and sweating profusely.

In a few more moments, he slipped out of me, and excused himself to the shower. I just remained as I was, laying on my stomach, enjoying the afterglow of losing my virginity, yet at the same time regretting that the time had been so short. It was as though I just got used to him, and then he was gone.

Kat was stroking my back and ass, her presence suddenly becoming evident behind me in my altered state of euphoria.

“You look so happy there, baby, but his cum is leaking out of your ass and onto your pillow.”

It was then that I felt her fingers – and that big dick she was wearing – pushing Ken’s creamy load back inside me. I thought to myself that I could never take anything as big as that monster dick inside me.

“Fuck, baby, I don’t know if I can ..”

Kat interrupted my pleas with yet another, firmer push into my gaping hole.

“OH..” I involuntarily blurted in reply to Kat’s bold intrusion. She had broken through my first line of defence, the outer sphincter, and was drilling for more. And now that she was part way inside, I wanted more.

Ken emerged from the shower, and chortled at the sight.

“I knew you could take it, bro. Give it to him Katy. And try and stay hard for me later!”

“I can stay this hard all day long,” she replied çeşme escort sarcastically, rocking her hips just a bit.

“Here, lube that thing up some more. Remember, this morning he was a virgin.”

The sensation I was feeling was like someone trying to shove a greased baseball bat up the wha-who. But my ass was indeed surprisingly game for the challenge. The veiny protrusions were even more pronounced with Moby; while Ken’s penis was pliable and alive, this thing gave no quarter.

Now I could feel the stretch even more, and started moaning loudly as Kat, and her coach Ken, worked that thing up and into me even further, breaking through my second sphincter. Their chattering was almost foreign to me, I was so concentrated on the feelings of being stretched beyond any previously known limit.

“OK, in and out slowly now,” Ken urged his sister.

I almost dared not look back, but relented to my curiosity as I became more accustomed to my anal intruder. Ken was standing behind Kat and they were joined at the lips. He appeared to have his hands on her appendage, working it in and out of me with increasing depth and frequency.

I placed a clump of pillowcase in my mouth to muffle my loud groans and moans; I really couldn’t help myself as they worked that dick in and out.

“I’m gonna need a break soon,” Kat declared. She was obviously not used to ‘topping’ like this for any extended period.

Ken offered to take over, slipping Moby from Kat’s harness, and, grasping it by the suction cup end, began thrusting it in and out and moving it around. It actually felt better that way, as he varied the angle to find where it provided the most stimulation for me.

“This is how you do it,” he said, demonstrating to Kat the finer art of sodomizing a man.

“Are you guys having as much fun as I am?” I asked rhetorically.

“Oh yeah, I’m getting the hang of this now, no pun intended,” chuckled Kat. “Be a good bitch and take that dick, baby,” she added with confidence, being more forceful in her thrusts now, and using the large tool at her disposal with more confidence and assertiveness now.

Leaving his sister to her own devices behind me, Ken crawled onto the bed and slid underneath me in a sixty-nine; I welcomed him by burying my face in his crotch. He must have propped his head up on a pillow, as I now felt my balls engulfed in his mouth.

Talk about over-stimulation! The scent and taste of Ken, his long dick plunged down my throat, him doing likewise to me, and a monster cock plunging in and out of my super-dilated ass. I couldn’t even warn him when I released my seed into his mouth. Shortly after, he too finished in my mouth, and I drank him down as fast as he could feed it to me.

Ken took hold of Moby from Kat, and held it all the way inside me, as we slumped to our sides on the bed.

“Remember bro, you still got my first load up your ass.”

With some degree of difficulty, I maneuvered my way off the bed and into the shower, holding the rather large appendage inside me along the way so as not to leak cum and heaven knows what else onto the floor.

I succeeded, and got myself and my attachment all cleaned up. I was gaped enough to almost put my whole hand up my ass, I remember thinking, as I stood beneath the warm shower spray soaping myself up.

Kat and Ken had relocated to the kitchen and were enjoying a large glass of her home made lemonade when I emerged. I felt sorry that Kat had been sort of ‘left out’, and told her so.

“What do you mean? Of course I came – while I was watching you get fucked!” She replied.

“Oh, well shit, I guess I must have missed it,” I thought, scratching my head.

“You were a little preoccupied, slut boy. You were groaning so loud you probably never even heard me.”

~ ~ ~

We sat around and rehydrated for a couple of hours, yakking about life in general and our plans for the rest of the weekend, as we would have otherwise done in our ‘normal’ day-to-day lives. When the four o’clock hour rolled around, we each cracked a beer and began discussing our sexual bucket lists.

It wasn’t long before Kenny reminded us of how much he would love to get fucked before he left. My loins were stirring again, so I was about to make him an offer, when Kat piped up.

“Why don’t hubby and I take turns on you?” Kat suggested. “I kind of like my new equipment, now that I know how to use it.”

Well, you never saw a pair of pants come down so fast in your life.

“Who want a piece of me first!” Ken cried.

“Let me open you up first,” I recommended.

“The voice of experience?” Ken smirked. “Give me ten minutes in your shower first, then you can take turns on me.”

Kat propped up pillows and laid out towels on the bed while I assembled the goods – the lube, the harness, and of course good old Moby Dick.

When Ken emerged all squeaky clean, Kat took charge.

“Lay here, with your legs off the edge. That way we can take you cihangir escort standing up. My knees can’t take much more.”

I helped Kat into her gear, then gave Ken a good smack on his right butt cheek.

“You ready there, sport?” I asked.

“Oh yeah. Give it to me good.”

I leaned down, just as I had before, and slurped away at his rosebud. It was almost second nature to me now. I probed with my tongue, then added fingers, and was amazed at how quickly he just seemed to open up.

Kat seemed mildly interested, and moved in closer to watch me. That made me wonder . .

I turned to face her and mumbled something about being a messy eater, and she planted her lips right on mine, sharing the taste of her brother’s ass on my mouth.

“He tastes good, doesn’t he,” I said, breaking off the lip-lock.

She looked at her brother’s pucker, then back at me, smiling.

“Mind if I try too?” She asked.

“Be my guest,” I said, pulling out the three fingers I had buried in him.

Well, she took to it like a poodle on a pork chop, burying her tongue inside him then licking all around his puckered star. I stood up and held my semi-hard penis close to the action, and she took the bait, going back and forth between the two of us. Ken just kept moaning into his pillow, oblivious as to who was doing what, only knowing how good it all felt.

Kat finally let me have the last licks at him before I finished prying his hole sufficiently open to receive his due.

“You must have taken a lot of Moby up here,” I commented, surprised at how big his asshole really was.

“I think I am gonna need to upsize Moby soon,” he replied.

That gave me an idea that I filed for later.

Now fully engorged again, I got the lube and Kat helped spread it on both of us, while I took care of slicking down her appendage.

“Say AAAHH” I quipped, just as I pressed against his opening. I slid in with no resistance. In fact, it was like he swallowed me up. I glided in and out of him with relative ease, and his ass muscles felt good on my cock, expanding and contracting in rhythm with my thrusts.

Kat watched intently, seemingly mesmerized by the sight of the two men closest to her engaged in such debauchery. This was the second time I had fucked Kenny, and it seemed to go much easier this time, as we read each other’s body language. I instinctively knew when he wanted more, and conversely, when he needed me to slow down.

We were getting rather good at this!

Wanting to get Kat in on the act, I reluctantly withdrew and motioned her closer.

“Your turn!”

I moved just off to the side, and watched her push her way in. And what an erotic sight it was. That thing looked so damned real, hanging off my lovely wife.

“I think he could take both of us up there,” I joked, slapping his ass again.

“Fuck . . YEAH . .” Ken moaned, seemingly off in another world.

Kat went at him rather briskly, probably payback from some long-ago brother-sister feud. But he took it well, and actually asked her to fuck him even harder if that were possible, which she did her best to do. After a couple of minutes, I could see her slowing down though.

“Time to switch!” I said, right there to take her place. I knew she was getting tired.

Now, I’ve done a lot of fucking in my life, and these hips were built for hard thrusting. So I gave it my all and gave him a real good pounding. He muffled his now more intense groans into a pillow but never asked me to even slow down, let alone stop. I’d already cum once, so my staying power allowed me to go at him for quite a while before I ultimately succumbed to the feeling.

“Gonna fill you up, bro!”

“DO IT!” He cried, clamping down even harder on me.

That did it, and I exploded inside him, painting his throbbing bowels with my hot seed.

I slumped down on top of his back, panting, not wanting to withdraw from him. But it was not long before nature took its course, and I unceremoniously popped out.

Kat had pulled Moby from her harness and handed it to me.

“Maybe you should plug him with this, so he can get to the shower.”

I took it from her and shoved it home.

“Maybe you both need a shower,” she astutely observed, as I dripped a mixture of lube and cum onto the towel below.

“I think maybe you’re right..”

~ ~ ~

Ken and I helped each other clean up, then I took a load of bedding down to the laundry room in the basement and started it up while the other two headed for the kitchen for a beer.

When I returned, they were talking about poor Kat being the odd one out again.

“Hey, I’m happy, I got my wish. And I know you guys are pretty well fucked out for today. But I have a proposition for you, if you’re interested.”

Kenny and I were all ears.

“Tomorrow, I want to be pampered, then I want to try to take both of you at once.”

“Wow, Kat, that’s a big step. But if you think you’re ready, I am sure we can make that happen. How about you, Kenny, you into it?”

“You just tell me what time to be here, and I’ll be here with bells on.”

~ ~ ~

The ‘pampering’ Kat referred to was to sleep in, have a nice breakfast, followed by a warm bath, with two gentlemen to cater to her every wish.

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I made my way home, with my mind reeling knowing Matt had discovered my spying on him with my secretary Allison. I reviewed the texts and could not stop thinking about the picture of his hard cock. The meaning seemed pretty straight forward, “YOUR TURN! IT’S GONNA TASTE SO GOOD!” Did he really think he would black mail me into sucking his cock? Why, when he seemed to have it made with Allison?

I was sure if we talked things out in the morning he would be reasonable. I just needed to make sure this did not get out of hand and become known to anyone else in the company. My first instinct was to delete the text, but I thought if things blew up at work there may be some value in having evidence of him initiating the contact. It was getting late (11:47PM) and I needed to try to get some rest, but knew there was not much hope.

“Bing,” another text.

“Are you thinking about pleasuring my cock right now? The way you came for me this morning, I bet you can’t stop thinking about it. How’s your hard-on? Non-stop I bet.”

Oh God, I was hard! I hadn’t really noticed, but I could feel the wetness in my underwear from pre-cum. What was happening to me?

I was afraid to respond, somehow hoping I could think of a way to make this go away. Looking at the picture of me masturbating in the supply closet did not offer much hope.

“Bing”

“Were you thinking of taking my load in your mouth when you came for me? I know I am looking forward to it! 7:00AM. Sweet dreams Tony.”

I laid awake most of the night, contemplating my fate, wondering why my cock would not settle down, in the light of possibly loosing my job and my career.

TUESDAY:

I was in a fog by the time, I knocked on his office door at 6:55AM.

“Come in”, he shouted, sounding way to chipper.

Stepping in quickly, I began, “Matt, you got me man. I am so sorry, I never should have spied on you and Allison. It was a sick and twisted little fantasy I made up in my head regarding her and I promise, I will never say anything and never, do it again…”

“Calm, down Tony”, he said in a somewhat calming voice. “Let’s talk. Please lock the door so we are not interrupted, and have a seat.”

He pointed to the visitors seat across the desk from him. I quickly complied and tried to speak again, but he waved his hand with a pointed finger, cutting me off.

“Take a deep breath Tony. No need to panic, it’s just you and I talking. I thought I heard something come from the storage room last Friday, so I thought I better check it out Saturday morning. Imagine my surprise when I saw you down here on a Saturday morning. So I set up a couple web cams to see what was going on and wow, you are a sick bastard…”

“Matt, let me explain,” I interrupted.

“Please,” he said, leaning back with an ‘I can’t wait to hear this’ look.

“I have been consumed by work since my divorce and it has been a long time since I have female companionship, so when I overheard you and Allison talking I got carried away. She has been the subject of a few fantasies for me and when I had the chance to live vicariously through you, I let things go way too far. I promise I will not say anything and will never do anything like this again. If you are in agreement, we can shake hands and forget anything ever happed,” I said standing up and extending my hand.

“Not, so fast Tony, Sit down and listen, my friend,” he said matter of factly. “I have experienced women being a bit obsessed my cock before but, never a man. It really got me thinking, I could have a release sexually and really not feel guilty for cheating on my wife..”

“Whoa! Hold on a minute there sparky. I admit, my behavior was obsessive, but, it was Allison, not you, that was the object of my obsession,” I said, getting animated.

“Really?” he smirked. “Let me show you something Tony. Watch this little compellation and tell me my cock does not excite you.”

He spun the monitor around and there was a still of me Jacking off with my finger in my ass. He carried the wireless mouse around to the front of the desk and leaned his ass against the desk. He stood between me and the desk, with his arms and legs crossed. His semi-hard cock pressed to get out of his khaki pants. As he hit play it began to put into motion, my finger fucking myself while cranking on my dick like there was no tomorrow.

His voice in the background, “I need you to cum for me”.

Followed by Allison’s frantic moans, “I am cumming for you!”

There I am on camera, staring through the glass, and almost whispering, “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming for you, I’m cumming for you, I’m cumming for you!” I said, as I shot my wad all over myself, getting louder each time I repeated those words. (I did not recall saying that at all.)

After regaining my composure a bit in the video, you could hear his voice in the background again speaking to Allison, “That’s it taste your own cum.”

I proceeded to scoop some of my own cum off my belly with my finger and taste buca escort it. Then I stuck the finger in my mouth and sucked it clean. Next, I grabbed a handful of napkins and sopped up the rest of my spunk.

What happened next was a shock as I had no memory of doing it. I looked at the napkins oozing with my hot load and took a big slow lick, before tossing it. How did I block that out? Then the part I remembered, after throwing the napkins away, I scooped a glob off my cheeks and neck and ate it.

“That sure looks like you were jacking off looking at my dick and fantasizing about eating my load,” he said.

“No way! I was watching her,” I said, in protest.

“If you say so, but, why the hard-on now?” he said, glancing down at my lap.

As I looked down, I had a wet spot soaking through my grey dress pants, and a clear boner, poking up.

“Look Matt, I am not gay, I was just reliving the fantasy seeing Allison doing all that and wishing it was me,” I said in my most manly voice.

“Is that why, you ate your own cum, after cumming for me?” he said with a new level of arrogance. “You are completely in denial. You have been thinking all night about taking my dick in you mouth, and admitting to yourself your true purpose is to service my cock. Come on over and fulfill your destiny,” he said uncrossing his legs and spreading them.

He leaned a little further back and gripped the edge of his desk with both hands next to his hips. He seamed to be bracing for an impact as his bulge grew.

“You are fucking crazy Matt. I am sorry I spied on you two, but you have got it all wrong…”

“Truthfully Tony, how many cocks have you sucked in your life?” he asked taunting me.

“I told you I am not gay. I have never sucked dick and don’t ever plan to,” I said honestly.

“Let’s make it simple,” he interrupted. “We can shake and forget about everything. You can walk out the door right now. Or you can follow your cock and drop to your knees and start your new life.”

I stood up and looked toward the door. I reached out my hand and shook his hand, and felt a pulsating sensation of blood flowing in and around my cock and balls. I felt like I might cum just from the pressure my pants were putting on my dick head. My mind was a fog, as my whole body tingled. I could feel every heart beat pulse through me. I turned for the door reaching for the door knob.

Then, I saw myself in the mirror, hand reaching for the door, pants protruding from my hard cock. My pre-cum soaking through my pants made a noticeable spot about 2 inches in diameter. The protrusion in Matt’s pants was stretched like a tent pole was pushing through.

Feeling dizzy, I hesitated and dropped my arm to my side wobbling a bit. Things got blurry for a moment. As my eyes focused I found my face inches from his protruding cock, sliding his shoes off. I was on my knees! What was I doing? I told myself to stand up and run for the door, but I needed to remove those pants and underwear. The text photo of his hard-on filled my mind. I needed to see that beautiful cock up close and unencumbered. Nothing else mattered.

“Ah Tony, you’ve made the right choice,” he said patting my head. “I have always heard men are the best cocksuckers because they know how to please. Are you ready to please me Tony?”

Nodding my head, I proceeded to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. As my hand brushed his hard cock I could feel the heat coming off it through his pants! I could not resist gripping his stiffening rod through the pants. I rubbed my palm against the length of him.

“That’s good Tony, take your time and enjoy it. We have plenty of time this morning,” he said sighing.

I pulled his zipper down and separated the flaps of his pants, revealing his engorged cock pushing the blue briefs’ fabric, beyond his waist band as it fought for escape. As I slid his pants down, he raised his ass off the desk allowing me to take them all the way down, until he stepped free of them. Raising my head back up I could not help but grip his steaming cock through his briefs.

“You like how that feels in you hand, don’t you Tony,” He asked with a sigh.

I nodded as I reveled in the heat pouring off his hard tool.

“Use your words Tony,” he commanded.

“Yes, I love to feel how hot and hard you are. Can I please take off you underwear?” I asked dreamily.

“Yes you may Tony and thanks for asking. Then what did you have in mind?” he asked softly.

“I just need to see it close up and feel it naked against my skin,” I said lost in a fog and gripping the waist band.

I gripped his shaft with my left hand as I pulled the waistband up and over his bulging purple cock helmet. It’s skin was so smooth and tight, and I was taken by the definition of the cleft that was glistening with his pre-cum. I wondered how it would feel in my mouth…

“Your doing great, take your time, no need to ‘dive right in’ as they say,” he said, gripping çağlayan escort my head in his hands and tilting my head back to look up at him. “Don’t you agree Tony?”

“Yes sir,” I said, continuing to peel back his waist band.

Again he raised his ass off the desk to give me room to take down his briefs. As I exposed his pink shaft, with a winding vein on the right side I got close enough he could feel my breath, on my way down, causing his cock to twitch. He stepped out of his briefs and I raised my hands up to gently cup his warm pink ball sack. He collapsed down on the edge of his desk thrusting them forward with his rigid cock at full staff. He gripped the edge of the desk with both hands again.

“Can I please, kiss your balls,” I asked as I moved in.

“Asked and answered…oh my,” he said sucking in air as my lips contacted his warm pink sack.

I continued to kiss circling his sack with soft kisses teasing slightly with my tongue as my lips contacted his skin. I extended my tongue under his balls and raised them up as I licked from bottom to top on his sack. I could feel the wrinkles of his warm skin on my tongue as I lifted his balls and slowly worked my tongue from side to side licking every inch of them. He had showered that morning after riding his bike to work, as I could smell a hint of deodorant soap on his skin.

He moaned his approval as I licked the crease between is balls and his inner thigh. My own cock was throbbing and I could only imagine how the wet spot in my pants was growing. I worked both sides loving his reaction as my tongue caressed that obviously sensitive area.

Pulling away and looking up at him, I asked, “Can I please kiss your cock? I need to feel it with my lips.”

“Yes please, you are doing great so far,” he said breathing heavily and shifting his cock toward my mouth.

I kissed the base and teased it with my tongue working right to left and easing higher. My dick numb from being trapped in my pants, I turned my head sideways pressing my lips at the base of his shaft like a saddle against him. Pressing firmly, I worked up his shaft swirling my tongue as I went. When I neared his cockhead, I got a taste of his pre-cum that had run down his shaft. It was so creamy sweet I nearly blew in my pants. I stopped shy of his cock head and worked back down to his base.

“Holly fuck that feels good Tony. You keep this up and your hired,” he said panting and trying to manipulate his head into my mouth.

I continued saddling his shaft up and down, on both sides and the front, not touching that plump purple head. The feel of my lips and tongue caressing the tight veined skin was amazing. Feeling the power of his stiff dick with my lips and tongue electrified me. I was moving faster and feeling him getting pushed to the edge was empowering. It was like nothing I have ever experienced.

I pulled back and milked his 9 inches with my right hand pushing his pre-cum to his oozing cock head.

“Can I please suck that gorgeous cockhead?” I asked in disbelief of the words I was speaking. “I need you to please cum in my mouth.”

“Yes!, Yes! and Hell Yes,” he said thrusting it toward my face.

I gripped the shaft that was pointing toward the ceiling and tilted it toward my mouth. It was oozing a large glob of pre-cum, running down the valley of his cleft hood and onto his shaft. I extended my tongue to the lowest point of the stream of his juice. I slowly worked it up to the cleft and swirled my tongue tip into his hole to catch it all.

Next, I kissed the tip amazed how soft the stretched skin of his hood was to my lips. His moans of approval, pushed my lips further on as they crossed the ridge surrounding his cock head. As my mouth engulfed his head I stopped for a second feeling at home and basking in the feeling of his pleasure. His legs trembled. I swirled my tongue around his head exploring every, ridge, bump and crevasse.

“Oh fuck that feels good,” he said pushing my head further onto his steaming rod.

I took him as deep as I could, (a little over half way) and worked back up until my lips surrounded his hood. I went back down working my tongue on that sensitive spot on the underside of his head. As my pace quickened, I felt him surrender as I cupped is ball gently. The contraction shot a large wad of hot jizz into the back of my mouth. The taste was unexpectedly appealing, as I sealed my lips tighter to catch it all.

The second jet came as my lips clung to his tip, causing, a little to leak out. No matter, as I captured it back on the down stroke, taking him back in. The feeling of his body quaking as he filled my mouth with his cum was unbelievable. I heard his moans of approval as I sucked every last drop.

Gaining his composure somewhat, he began to speak while I continued to suck him dry. “I was right Tony, you were born for this. Don’t you agree?”

Nodding, I continued milking his beautify dick.

“You want more? (I nodded). çankaya escort You want this everyday? (I nodded more intensely). Good, a couple more lessons and you will be ready,” he said matter of factly.

He gently, pulled himself out of my mouth, letting his cock, hang at half staff. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up, and like we were dancing spun me around and pressed my butt onto the desk. He then guided my hand to his wet cock and I gripped it and started to stroke him slowly.

“So I have to say your mouth was incredible,” he said looking into my eyes. “We will need to understand your commitment before deciding if you will get the job of pleasuring me full time. You really liked jacking off while you fingered your own ass. So, I am thinking Thursday you will get to see what it’s like to cum with my dick in your ass. What do you think, can you imagine my cock pumping its load in your ass as you cum on my stomach?”

Shocked and disturbed by the question, the image he planted in my mind took over my thoughts. “Yes I would like that,” I said obediently.

Would I? Would I really? I thought to myself.

“I have always been a bit curios about how that would feel myself,” he said, thinking out loud. “Of course I am sure you would be more than happy to fuck me in the ass…Right Tony?”

“OH yes,” I said eagerly.

“Good, than I am sure you would not mind rimming my asshole to lube me up first, would you?” He asked casually.

“Uh, no way Matt, that is not happening,” I said sternly.

“Really, you are gonna throw away the chance of ever sucking my dick again, over that?”

“Yes, that is disgusting,” I said with some remorse.

“Ok, lets try a test. If you pass you won’t need to. If you fail, you win, and get the privilege of tonguing my ass,” he said unbuckling my pants and pulling them down to my knees.

I was standing in front of him with my pants down, ass on the desk and a raging hard-on. “What kind of test”, I asked cynically.

“Here are the rules,” he said gripping my cock by the shaft with his thumb on the my sensitive spot at the tip. “I get to use my thumb and only my thumb (he gave it a wiggle). You close your eyes and listen to me describe how you will lick my asshole. If you last a minute after I starting using my thumb on your dick, you win the bet. Deal…”

I was thinking my dick is kind of numb at this point, so 1 minute should not be an issue, “Deal Accepted,” I said confidently.

“Ok close your eyes. I won’t start the clock until I touch you with my thumb. But I will set the stage first,” he said holding my cock but not moving his hand.

“Imagine me like this, naked and wanting you to fuck me in the ass. (Not fair, my cock was already throbbing). I am bent over the desk with my legs spread and you are kneeling behind me, looking at my naked asshole and thinking about sliding your cock in my hot tight hole. Not wanting to cause unnecessary pain, you have the means to lube me up right there only inches from my tightness. I am wiggling my ass waiting for you to loosen me up so you can slowly push your throbbing cock into me.”

I felt him shifting and then a finger tickling my nose as he continued, “You breath deeply through your nose and my scent grips you. You are overtaken by the sensation it causes in your body.”

Breathing in, it became apparent his finger had been in his ass, the scent stirring my cock. I began to unconsciously pump his hand.

He continued, “With each breath you realize you have never wanted anything more than to probe my waiting man pussy with your hot wet tongue…Starting the clock now…Your mind tells you that you have to taste it, as you beg me to let you lick my asshole…”

The combination of the image of his bare ass waiting for my cock, the scent of his finger and the circular motion of his thumb rubbing my own pre-cum on my cock head was too much. I completely followed his command.

“Please let me lick your asshole, Please let me lick your asshole!” I begged as my cock could not hold back any longer. “Oh fuck Matt, I’m cumming for your!, I am cumming for…” He shoved his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.

I grunted into his hand as his thumb kept working my erupting cock. He squeezed my cock, allowing pressure to build and stepped aside as the first stream shot high and far, landing on the chair. I kept humping his hand and he worked his thumb. As my body convulsed and emptied my balls, his scent lingering in my nose.

When my climax faded, he released my cock and brought his hand to my mouth. He fed me the cum that collected on his hand and fingers. When I finished he slapped my ass and grabbed his pants to get dressed.

“That was a great first day Tony. If all goes well, you may get your wish this week. I will see you same time Thursday. But be on standby tomorrow morning, I may need you then. You best clean up and get to work Tony. The day awaits!” he said slipping out the door after leaving a canister of hand wipes on the chair.

After cleaning up and pulling myself together, I made my way to my office before Allison had arrived. I greeted her when she arrived and did not get any indication from her expression of any knowledge of my spying. So, I retreated to my office and did some much needed work.

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Cast: Mike, my old friend—June, my wife—Don, an oral trainer—Me, Bobby

It didn’t take long for us to settle into a routine. June was now my instructor while my old friend Mike was out shopping for “new plumbing.”

“You know Bobby we’ve known of your submissiveness for a long time. As we talked of needing a man-servant and reviewed your willingness to please it became very apparent that you would be a perfect servant to us. Mike was really surprised that you had been able to suppress your urges after being his so willing cocksucker for a couple of years in college. Well now we’ve gotten to the real you, ha-ha, to your inner cocksucker”, June said.

“While I instruct you why don’t you swab my feet with your tongue. Get them nice and clean, that’s nice Bobby. You need to understand that you’ll be much happier if you let yourself go and just concentrate on pleasing us. We’re going to teach you how to be the best body slave you can be. You have to let yourself go, conquer your inhibitions, only then will you be free and happy. Deep down you know that you were born to please your owners. Yeah, that’s right, your owners. In ancient times a prosperous couple always had a slave ministering to their needs. Their slave would wash them, suck them off and provide toilet services. That’s what we want and you need Bobby; in your head you have a need to submit and we’ll help ease you into it.” I knew June was right.

I was lost in licking her feet, so pretty and erotic. June continued, “in the next few weeks you’ll learn to assist Mike in fucking me, how to lick our asses and suck a cunt. Oh I know you’ve eaten my cunt before but this will be different. You’ll never fuck me like a real man again but you’ll have all your needs fulfilled in our service just like any devoted slave would.”

I sensed rather than heard someone behind me, Mike was back and talking. “I see you’ve kept bobby busy, that’s good. I think it’s time though to see just what we’ve got to work with. You know Bobby that from now on you’re to be mostly naked like any slave boy would be. I’ve found that when a slut is kept accessible and naked it helps him to accept just what he is. Now that you understand your role as our servant it’s time to go another step.”

Mike retreated momentarily back to the table and returned carrying a collar made of leather. It had some small metallic hooks fastened to the outside surface. He turned the collar to show me that the leather was backed with a synthetic material on the inside. “Very comfortable, this collar…doesn’t rub like leather, yet looks the same on the outside. Here, feel it Bobby.” I took the collar and rubbed the inside with my fingers. It was soft. “Rub it on the tender skin of your neck.” Mike took the collar from my hand. I was so surprised that I didn’t have time to react as alsancak escort he moved behind me and placed the collar around my neck.

It was soft. Before I really knew what had happened, the collar was securely fastened around my neck. Mike and June only smiled at me. “Come here boy, look at yourself in the mirror” Mike said. He motioned to a mirror mounted on the far wall. I walked to the mirror and looked at myself, an attractive and fashionably naked man with a studded leather collar fastened securely around my neck. I tried to undo the clasp and unfasten the collar.

“Hands at your side now Bobby.” My hands moved slowly down away from the collar to rest at my side. I felt something very cold on my back, it was heavy.

“There boy, those chains will really remind you of your status.”You’ll find that this particular collar has some very interesting effects on its wearer. It was invented as a sort of training collar. I have found other uses for it, however. But enough, the effect is that while you are wearing the collar you will do as we tell you.”

“Acknowledge it for me Bobby you will do as we say!” Mike said.

“I will do…do as you say” I stammered out.

“You’ll address me as “sir” and June as Maaam when you’re allowed to speak but understand that generally we think your tongue is only to lick our ass.”

“I will address you as ‘sir.”

“I think it’s time to do a little inspection, see what we’ve got to work with, eh June?”

“Turn, bend over and keep your legs spread nice and wide. We want to see your asshole, the hole I’m going to be fucking” Mike said.

I flushed with embarrassment, turned my back to them and began to bend over. I did not expect that anything would be this humiliating.

Mike was chuckling as he said, “Reach back with your hands and spread your cheeks apart. I want to see that tiny asshole.”

Cringing in humiliation I did as I was ordered. My cheeks spread open and cool air was blowing up my asshole.

“Look at that tiny little hole. I am going to have to stretch him open gradually before he’ll be able to accept my cock. I think we’ll start with a small butt plug and every other day increase the size. We can force him to wear it all night. By the time he’s ready it’ll be a proper size.”

I could not believe what I was hearing. My friend Michael was talking about forcing me to put a butt plug up my ass every night. “Beautiful Bobby, now turn again and face me and assume the position.” I did as I was told. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, Your hard”, Mike said matter of factly.

“You will soon feel what it is like to have a large cock pushed into your asshole Bobby. Then I’ll enjoy the delicious feeling of fucking your hot and tight asshole until I cum deep in your colon, filling it with my hot cum. I bet you squeal like a little girl,” Mike said.

A few hours later I was resigned to my role as a manservant. In fact I was happy in it. They were right now that my docile nature was out in the open I was free to be just me. I was on the floor between Mike’s legs gently nursing on his cock just as I had been told. I heard a man’s voice and began pulling off of Mike’s cock; I was rewarded by being cuffed across the face with his backhand.

“Get back onto my prick bobby, that’s where your full attention belongs, suck.” I quickly mouthed his cock.

“How’s he doing Mike”, the altıeylül escort visitor, Don, I found out later, said.

“Oh pretty good Don, he’s an eager enough cocksucker but still can’t take a cock right into his throat”, Mike replied.

“Don’t worry, that’s why I’m here”, let me sample him a bit before we fit him up”, Don said. The new guy, Don, zipped down his fly and Mike sent me scurrying over to get between this newcomer’s legs.

“Now boy were going to start your training as a body slave. You’re to always listen carefully and perform as you’re told. Don’t worry we think you’ll make a great cocksucker,” Don stated in a voice as calm as if he was describing last night’s dinner.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed June had sauntered in. She was naked and surprised me by taking my place sucking on Mike’s cock.

“To begin with boy I’ve always trained my servants to blow me without the use of their hands. It’s harder to bring off your guy using only your mouth but I think a warm, wet mouth is way better than being jerked off. It’s also that when you lack any control a slut like you is free to think only of the cock in his mouth, no distractions. Let me fasten those wrist cuffs of yours behind you now” Don said.

“Now you need to get the entire shaft in your mouth, cocksucker. Look up at me, keep your eyes open and on me, your owner.”

I tilted my head back and looked up across his chest to his face. He was looking down at me, with an arrogant, self-satisfied expression on his face. I had seen a similar look on Mike’s face a lot of times when I sucked him.

“I love seeing a guy’s lips stretched around my cock boy. You look real good there on your knees with my dick in your mouth. Take as much cock as you can now.”

I tried to take it deeper than before, the desire to please this dominant man completely filling my mind. I saw that Mike was fucking June from behind while they both watched my lesson.

“Tilt your head back again, boy.” When I complied, he grabbed my ears with both hands and pulled my face forward. At the same time he pushed his hips forward. I felt the blunt head of his cock force its way into my throat. I felt like I was choking and my eyes were watering but Don’s eyes never left mine. I could see that he was enjoying forcing me to take his full 8-inch length. “Now you look perfect boy. On your knees, choking on cock with your nose buried in my crotch. Now you’re really a total cockslave.”

I started to panic and couldn’t breathe with his cock so deep, but he relaxed his grip and I pulled back some to catch my breath. As I sucked in some air he just watched me. When I calmed he forced me back down on his cock, completely jamming it into my gullet. Quickly he set up a rhythm with his hand and his hips. I was helpless with my wrists clamped behind my back; he could do whatever he wanted to me. It was almost like he was using my head and mouth to jack himself off.

My head was still tilted back and I was still looking up at him, just as I had been told. His eyes focused on mine and I saw he was pleased by the way he could use my mouth for his pleasure. It was exciting to see his enjoyment of my submission to his fucking of my mouth and throat. As I watched his breathing grew faster and more ragged. His balls which had been slapping against my chin were now drawn up to the base of his cock.

I knew the altınordu escort signs from my experience with Mike. The man was about to cum. I began to pull my head off his dick but his hands stopped me when I was only half way up the shaft. With a moan he began to spurt warm, sticky cum, filling my mouth with the thick, hot fluid that shot from his cock hitting the roof of my mouth.

The next two spurts fully coated my tongue. I couldn’t believe it! I had yet another man cumming in my mouth. Don’s cum tasted kind of salty but didn’t taste bad. I tilted my head back to look up at him again and found his eyes staring down at me. “Take it, cocksucker. Take my cum. Swallow it all boy. Yeah, that feels good. Filling your cocksucking mouth with my hot cum, the way your buddy Mike’s been doing to you. Ah! Ah! Ah” Don exclaimed!

My mouth was now full of his cum and He was still staring me in the eye. “Swallow it now boy” he ordered. Not really having any choice, I obeyed, letting his cum slide down my throat. “That’s what you were made to do. You were put on this earth to suck cock and swallow real men’s cum. You’ll soon learn to do a lot more” he said.

Don reached down and stroked his cock a few times, just milking it. He allowed me to pull my head off, but still held a fistful of my hair with his left hand. I watched as a milky white large drop of cum appeared on the tip of his cock, just oozing out of the slit. “Lick it up, boy.” I no longer even hesitated. I leaned forward the inch or so and lapped up the last of his load from his piss slit.

“Good boy. You’re a good little cock slave. You just need a little more training is all? You’ve got a belly full of my cum now boy. It’s good for you; look at your wife getting that cock slammed into her, Mike is really FUCKING HER.” I watched Mike’s cock, the cock I knew so well, sliding in and out of June’s cunt. All of a sudden they both came with loud moans.

After a bit Mike pulled out and motioned me over. “Clean my cock off now Bobby, you’ll be doing a lot of this from now on, I think you’ll like this new taste of cum and cunt jelly.” Mike said. I licked and slurped until his cock was clean then took it into my mouth and sucked on it. The taste was musky and pleasant.

“OK Bobby now clean out the cum in June’s cunt, get it as clean as if she just showered.” Mike instructed.

Her cunt lips were puffy and covered with cum from the sex, I began lapping her using my tongue to go in deep and pull out the sticky cum; I thought to myself that this cum was about the consistency of clam chowder. I must admit that the humiliation of lapping another man’s cum from June’s cunt was hot. I licked and cleaned her crotch.

It was Don who said I needed to get fitted up because he had to go. With my hands still behind me he fastened a leather piece around my head. It had a short knob that fit between my lips. It was only an inch or so long. When he had it strapped on he smiled and took a dildo and pushed it into the knob. It fit tight and actually screwed forward through the center, farther and farther. I began worrying as it reached the back of my throat. Don screwed it in just far enough so it was against the entrance to my esophagus, just tickling my gag reflex.

“There, there boy after a few hours we’ll put it in deeper. In a few hours you’ll be able to just concentrate on breathing without worrying about gagging. Soon you’ll be able to deep throat a horse. A good cocksucker must be able to take any cock right down his throat.”

That night Mike advanced the mouth gag further into my throat; it rubbed and tickled every time that I moved. It felt great!

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Chapter 2: Going All the Way

Once Taylor and I had sucked each other to absolute intense orgasms, I knew that there was no turning back and that I would go all the way. That he would my teacher. Here I was wrapped in the arms of my first male lover when only a few hours earlier, I was 100% sure I was straight. I had as a matter of fact, no reason to question my sexuality. But Taylor had awakened a new sexual yearning for me and I knew that my life from this day on was going to be very different.

We lay in each other arms as he caressed my face with soft gentle strokes. I grabbed his head and kissed him hard, sucking and nibbling his bottom lip. I could hear him moan as I plunged my tongue in his mouth, seeking out traces of my cum that might still be hidden in the nooks and crannies. Our kiss grew more passionate before he broke and straddled me. Looking into my eyes and running his fingers through my hair he said, “Are you sure?”

All I could do is stare back into his penetrating blue eyes and nod my head, terrified to speak. He positioned himself between my legs and placed my already hard cock into his mouth. He licked me from base to head sending me whirling into ecstasy and closing in on another release fast. My heart raced and my blood bayrampaşa escort boiled. Then I felt it. He licked my asshole and sucked my balls with extreme expertise. I held back trying not to cum just yet. His tongue worked its magic on my ass, I could feel it probing deep inside me as I moaned and writhed on the bed. All of a sudden his tongue was gone and I felt empty, but that problem was soon alleviated when he worked a finger into my hole. At first there was a bit a pain, but it quickly subsided and was replace by pleasure. A few minutes later, I felt him enter another finger and then three. I was in heaven, his fingers piston in and out of my shithole until I could bear it no longer. “Do it now I screamed.”

He placed my legs on his shoulders and lined his beautiful cock with my asshole. I took a deep breath and he lunged forward, impaling me fully on his cock. I opened my mouth to scream because the pain was so bad, but he leaned over and kissed me, whispering into my ear to relax. He remained still until my breathing resembled something normal and then he began to pound away at me. Slowly at first, but soon he picked up speed and increased his strokes. In no time, I was in rapture. I found myself pushing back beykoz escort at him on his downward stokes. He filled me completely; I clenched my ass muscles and stroked his cock while embedded inside me.

His body glistened, and I stuck out my tongue to swipe a drop of sweat from his nipple. He growled and pounded me harder. I could feel myself approaching bliss and in the distance could hear a voice saying, “Oh Taylor, yes Taylor, fuck me. Fill me with your glorious seed.”

My eyes glassed over and soon the room ruptured into a stratosphere of colors, blues, reds, greens, purples, and yellows. My world turned upside down and inside out as my heartbeat hard and fast in my chest. My breathing became difficult and thought I would pass out from the pleasure that ripped through me.

As the room slowly retuned to its normal state, and I noticed that I came all over myself. My hair, chest, and face was covered in my own white, sticky cum. Taylor was still working over my ass as I flicked out my tongue to taste myself. The sight of this must have sent Taylor over the edge, because he grabbed my hips and thrust hard three times before yelling out my name “Oh God Joshua.”

I could feel him cum deep into my bowels, spurt beyşehir escort after spurt, and found myself shooting out another load all over the two of us. Taylor fell on me and kissed my neck and head, his breathing as erratic as mine. His cock remained buried in ass and I never wanted it to leave. I was full and complete. I felt him shudder and reached for the covers with me feet, grabbing the ends and pulling them over us. I noticed his cock becoming soft and he slowly pulled it out me, leaving me feeling utterly empty inside. He rolled off me and held me close, his arms wrapped around me in a tight hug.

“Josh, I have never cum so hard in my life. I think I’m falling in love with you.” He whispered in my ear.

I turned my head to look into his eyes, but they were closed and he was fast asleep. I lay there in absolute contentment, realizing why I took that walk that put me into Taylor’s arms. I knew that before I met him, I was missing a part of myself, and feeling empty. I went for that walk in hopes of finding something to fill that void and I found Taylor. I kissed him on the forehead and turned my body so that we were spooning.

I lay there and thought about how my friends and family would react when I told them I was gay. I wondered if my family would disown me or if my friends would turn their backs on me. But then I thought about Taylor and the incredible night we just had. I knew that with him by my side, I could get through anything. My last thought before falling asleep was, I am in the arms of the man I love and I am complete.

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Those of you who read my account of my first taste of gay sex will may remember that I had something of a baptism of fire – tied up, dressed in my girlfriend’s sister’s underwear in a local field, where I was forced to deepthroat a stranger before swallowing first his cum, then mine and finally some of his piss.

Well, that remains my best ever sexual experience, but I wanted my second one to be equally intense. In truth, this wasn’t actually my second gay experience – I had sucked off a few guys by now at a local cruisy picnic area – but it was my second organised, proper meet.

Again, weeks of email conversations preceded my second meet – I wanted to define the scenario before we met so that I could just arrive, be ordered about like a slut and still get the sex that I so desperately wanted.

Finally the day came and I duly drove the 20 or so miles to Richards house. I had never met him, but we had spoken at length on the net and exchanged photographs. He was in his early thirties and muscular and powerful looking and promised that he had a nice cock, although I had asked him not to let me see photographs of it before we met.

Richard greeted me at the door with a smile and ushered me through to his living room. As we had discussed, he had laid out a selection of clothes on his sofa. He told me that he was going up to his bedroom and that I should change into the clothes that he had chosen for me and then join him upstairs.

The clothes he had chosen for me were his wife’s. I had a fetish for women’s clothes, particularly underwear, but the essential thing was that they actually belonged to a woman, rather than just being clothes for women. It turned me on on so many levels. I loved women’s underwear, especially unwashed undies – the thought that I was wearing, sniffing or wanking into something that’s been wrapped around some woman’s pussy turned me on; the fact that she was somewhere, going about her normal business, completely unaware that I was abusing her most intimate clothes turned me on even more; the thought that I was enjoying her clothes while pleasuring her boyfriend, husband or brother was almost enough in itself to make me cum.

I had built up a modest collection of underwear over the last couple of years – some left in my car after quick fucks, some stolen from ex-girlfriend’s underwear drawers or laundry baskets, friends overnight bags if they stayed over at my place and even the occasional pair from a washing line somewhere. Today though I was going to wear Chrissy’s, Richard’s wife.

He had laid out a pair of black lace panties, a suspender belt, stockings, black bra, white blouse, a very short black skirt and a pair of knee high boots. The clothes all went on ok, although the boots were a tight fit, being a size smaller than my size 8s.

I checked myself in the mirror before going upstairs to meet Richard. I looked every bit the slut – the skirt only just covered my buttocks!

Nervously I climbed the stairs and walked along the landing to Richard’s bedroom. Richard was lying on the bed waiting for me. I started to walk over to him, but before I made it to the bed he told me stop. “Get you cock out, slut” he barked. I did as I was bahçelievler escort told, hitched up the skirt and pulled my panties down to reveal my semi-hard dick. “That’s the last time you touch your cock until you leave here” he said “I’m gonna use you and body for my pleasure today and I decide when your little cock gets attention”.

He walked round behind me and reached round my hips for my cock. He wanked me hard and fast for a few seconds before stopping to cuff my hands behind my back. He then reached around again and continued to furiously toss me off, and as he was doing so I could feel his hard cock pressing in my back.

It wasn’t long, only a minute or so before my breathing got heavier and I got ready to cum. “I don’t want you to make a mess on my carpet” he said as he picked up a whiskey tumbler from his bedside cabinet and held it over the end of my dick. A few seconds later my cum formed a pool in the bottom of the glass.

“That’s you sorted” he said, unbuckling his belt and trousers “now it’s your turn to satisfy me.”

With my hands still cuffed behind I turned my back to Richard and reached for his cock. As soon as my hand got a grip on his shaft I got a hard slap around the back of my head. “If I wanted a wank, I’d have had one myself! Get on your knees and suck it, bitch” he bellowed.

With a stinging ear I sank to my knees and brought my mouth to his dick. I licked his balls and his shaft for a while before opening my mouth and taking in a nice length of thick manhood.

Richard had a lovely cock. It was thick, long – easily 8 inches – and cut. He moaned and groaned with pleasure as I licked and sucked him passionately. “I’ll make you a deal” he offered “if you can deepthroat my entire length, I’ll let you spit out my cum. If you don’t take it’s entire length in your mouth, I’ll force it down and I’ll make you swallow every last drop of spunk.”

It was too good an offer to turn down. Richard and I had discussed my likes and dislikes at length over the previous few weeks and I had told him several times that although I loved sucking and, perversely, enjoyed the degradation of being forced to swallow a load, I absolutely hated the taste of cum.

I leant forward, pushing back on my knees burying my face in his groin, desperately trying to get every last millimetre of his dick in my mouth. After a few minutes, and a fair bit of coughing and gagging, I succeded. It was obviously too much for Richard and I felt him start to tense. I pulled back so that just the head was in my mouth and licked and sucked gently as he filled my mouth with hot, salty sperm. And fuck did he fill my mouth. I almost had to swallow just to stop it overflowing! Eventually he stopped cumming and raised the whiskey glass to mouth again. I duly spat out his spunk into the glass – it must have been two or three times more than the load that I had shot in there a few minutes earlier.

“Fuck! That was good!” he said, still slightly breathless. “I was gonna make you wait a bit, but after a bj like that I think you deserve to cum again. Besides, it will give me a chance to recover before I fuck that virgin arse of yours.”

With bakırköy escort that he sank to his knees and began to suck me off. It wasn’t long before I was ready to cum again and, to my surprise Richard carried on sucking every last drop from me. Richard had told me that he hated the taste of cum too, so I wasn’t surprised to see him spit it into the glass with the other two loads.

“Right then, time for what you came for slut”. Up until now, I had only ever sucked cock. I had never taken one anally. As with the oral that originally got me curious, it was tying my girlfriend tight and abusing her butt while she was helpless that turned me on. That got me round to thinking that I would like to be abused in the same way.

Richard uncuffed my hands and instructed me to lie face up on the bed. Once there, he tightly fastened each of my wrists to the rungs on his head board with handcuffs. Next he took a length of rope and tied it around me left knee and pull it back and outwards before tying it the headboard. He did the same to my other knee, leaving me exposed with my knees pulled back and wide apart and my feet in the air. It was very uncomfortable with my legs that widely spread.

“Open wide” he said, pushing a pair of panties in my mouth. “My wife wore these all day yesterday after I fucked her in the morning before work. You should be able to taste her cunt and my cum on those.”

I was getting a bit nervous by now. I had only never done anal before, except occasionally fucking myself with my girlfriend’s small vibrator. That was only about 4 inches long and half an inch thick. The cock I was about to experience was twice as long and at least three times as thick. This was gonna hurt!

Lying there with my eyes shut, I startled a little as I felt first the ice cold lube on my arse and then Richard’s finger roughly coating the inside of my butt. I opened my eyes to find Richards cock in front of my face. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards him. I spat out the panties that were gagging me eagerly slobbered all over his cock, knowing that other than the bit of KY he had already applied, my saliva was going to be the only lubricant used.

I knew it was crazy, but as I had intended this to be the one and only time I would receive anal, I had agreed to do it bareback. I wanted to feel his skin against mine and, more importantly, wanted to feel his cum shooting inside me.

I could feel Richard lining up the tip of his cock with my hole. I took a deep breath and then exhaled, trying to relax as I did so. Richard paused for a moment and then, with one hard thrust, pushed the entire length of his cock into me – all 8 and bit inches of it. I screamed. Fuck, it hurt. My pain obviously turned Richard on even more and pulled out and again pushed I all the way in, before fucking me hard and deep.

The pain started to subside a little bit, but it was nowhere near pain-free, or enjoyable, but it was the humiliation and degradation that I had asked for. Here I was, dressed in his wife’s sluttiest clothes, being fucked like a cheap whore – it was great.

Even when he pulled out of my arse and thrust his cock in my mouth I was başakşehir escort in heaven. I didn’t know whether to cum or puke – tasting my arse on his dick, but it didn’t matter. I felt like a real slag.

After what must have been half an hour, Richard untied my knees. It felt so good to be able to move from that horrible position! Again Richard pushed his cock in my face, but this time he was 69ing me. Like a slut a licked and sucked on his cock until he withdrew from my mouth and lowered his ass over my face.

Richard knew I didn’t rim. I had told him during our email discussions that it something that I wasn’t up for. “Rim me now slut or our session ends now – you wont get to cum, you wont get to feel me cum in your arse and I wont let you keep those clothes you’re wearing. Get your tongue deep in there and lick my arse now”

Reluctantly I started to lick his arse, first circling his ring with my tongue, then licking his arse hole before finally fucking his arse with my tongue. I hated the physical act of licking this guy’s arse, by the humiliation and degradation had made my cock rock hard.

With my cock now standing to attention, Richard told me that I was now going to fuck him. He quickly changed positions and lowered himself onto my dick. Grabbing my shaft he positioned it’s tip at his hole and sunk down onto me. It felt so good to feel his tight ring gripping my rock as he rode me. Needless to say, it wasn’t long before I was ready to cum. I told him that I was about to cum, expecting him to climb off and finish me by hand. Instead he just pushed down on me harder and took my load deep in his bowels.

After a few moments my cock began to soften and Richard climbed off of me, only to again lower his arse over my mouth. “You know what to do, slut” he said as he lowered his now slightly gaping arse hole onto my tongue. My tongue pushed into his hole, licking and fucking his butt. I could feel his muscles tensing, pushing my semen out. I felt the drip as my cum ran out of hole, down my tongue and into my mouth. I didn’t realise how much I had cum – there was plenty of it! I even found myself trying to suck it from his arse. After showing Richard the load of spunk swilling around my mouth I followed his instruction and swallowed.

Richard again started to fuck me, but harder and faster than before. Within a couple of minutes his thrusts got deeper and harder and then I felt it – a warm, wet feeling deep within me. He was cumming in my arse. It was such a strange feeling, but so nice. I could almost have cum again myself.

“There’s just one more thing for you to do before I let you go” he said, still with his dick inside me. “There are 3 loads of spunk in this glass, and I want to watch you swallow them”

Whilst this was something I hadn’t told him I wanted, I reminded myself that the whole purpose of this experience was to be treated like a slut. And what could be sluttier than being dressed like a whore, tied to a bed, with an arseful of spunk and being forced to drink cum from a glass?

I opened my mouth wide and swallowed every drop that Richard poured from the glass. It tasted disgusting, but I loved it.

Richard unzipped the boots I was wearing and pulled them from my feet. He then untied my hands, ushered me downstairs, handed my clothes and told me to get out.

I wished I had parked closer to his house as I walked back to my car, still dressed in stockings and short skirt, with Richards cum now seeping out of my arse into his wife’s panties…..

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My name is Tom. After many years of procrastinating, I decided to go to an electronics convention I had been interested in. My wife wasn’t interested so I went solo. Arriving early Friday evening, the show wasn’t really going to get moving until Saturday. I got to my room and unloaded my bags then headed for the lounge.

I am not much of a drinker, but I decided to have a glass of wine. A man sat down next to me at the bar. His name was Gary, Gary asked me if I was there for the convention and I replied that I was. He too was there for the show and so we struck up a conversation about our similar interests.

After maybe a half hour, Gary asked me if I wanted to continue our talk up in his room. I said sure and we went upstairs. Once inside the room, Gary excused himself and went to the bathroom. When he returned he had shed his street clothes and was now in his bathrobe.

“You don’t mind if I get comfortable, do you Tom?” He asked me.

“Of course not,” I said.

Gary was taller than me and thinner also. Most people would have considered him quite handsome. Me on the other hand, I was carrying a few extra pounds. I was embarassed that I had let myself go and had vowed to get on an excercise kick. One look at Gary told me I needed to get with it right away.

Gary poured us each a drink and then he sat down next to me. As he started to discuss the electronics show, his robe had opened up a bit. I was trying to avoid looking, but I could see his cock peeking through the front. As he continued to talk my eyes seemed glued to looking at his shaft. I was never interested in men before. For some reason , maybe the drinks, I was looking at Gary’s body.

All at once, Gary stood up in front of me.

“Have you ever been with a man before, Tom?” He asked.

My jaw must have dropped. I sat there looking at Gary, when he slipped his robe off.

I was in a state of shock, but ataşehir escort I answered him.

“No Gary, I haven’t.”

I was staring at two muscular thighs with a long cock dangling in between them. Gary took his cock in his hand and started stroking the length of it. Maybe I had my mouth wide open, I wasn’t sure at this point. Gary stepped forward, directly in front of my mouth. His cockhead was maybe two inches from my lips.

“Tom, will you open up for me?” Gary was almost pleading.

When I think back on this, I shocked myself. I opened my lips wide and Gary pushed his cock in. I closed my mouth around his shaft and Gary began feeding me. He went slow at first, letting me adjust to him. I have to admit I was gagging on his thick cock. Spit was also running out the corners of my mouth.

Gary then placed his hand on the back of my head and started to speed up. My mouth was making slurping noises as Gary fucked my throat. He was get deeper than I could have ever imagined. I looked up at Gary’s face. He had his eyes closed and his head was leaning back. Gary was really getting into it now. He sped up his stroking and I reached out and fondled his balls.

That one squeeze must have done it. Gary moaned and flooded my mouth and throat with his load. His hot seed went down to my belly as Gary held my head in place with both hands now. I was gulping and slurping every hot drop of him. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. To be honest, I loved the taste of his cock and his hot froth. After a few more minutes of pumping his cock. Gary’s cock slid out of my mouth.

Gary walked to the bathroom and brought back two cloths for each of us to clean up with.

Afterwards, we talked about what happened. Gary said he saw me looking at his cock and he decided to take a chance. Gary hadn’t been with a man in quite awhile, he told me. He asked me what I thought avcılar escort about what we did. I guess I was still in a state of shock. It had happened so fast. Gary then asked me if I would ever considering making love with him.

“Are you talking about anal sex, Gary?” I asked.

“Yes Tom, I would go slow and easy,” He replied back.

I was very unsure about the whole thing. That was when Gary had me stand up and started to undress me. He pulled my shirt off and unbuckled my pants. He pulled my pants and underwear clear. I kicked my shoes and socks off. There we stood, two naked men. I hate to admit it, but my cock was stirring. Gary reached out and took my cock in his grip. Our bodies were so close now, as he was pulling on my shaft.

When I look back, I realized I wanted him, right then and there. Gary led me back to the bed and had me lie down. He climbed on top of me and we started kissing one another. My cock was hard against his cock. Gary was also pinching my nipples. This always got me rock hard when my wife did this to me. This time was no exception. Gary was grinding into me now. His cock slipped down between my thighs. I spread my legs further apart. Feeling his hard rod rubbing down there was making me go wild.

Then came the moment of truth. I wrapped my legs around Gary’s waist. I then felt the tip of his cock probing me. The head of his python was at my opening. He then started pushing. The pain was intense as he tried to enter me. Gary told me not to tense up. Slowly but surely, he wedged the head of his cock into my passage. It took a long time, but eventually Gary had most of his throbbing cock inside my hole.

He then had me unlock my legs. Gary took my ankles and pushed my thighs back to my chest. He started to fuck me in earnest. It felt like someone had pushed a telephone pole up my ass. Gary had me screaming and moaning and alanya escort begging. The one thing he never did was pull out completely. He fed me every inch of his fuck muscle. He told me he was going to take me and use my asshole.

At this point I was nearly out of my mind. If you have never been fucked like this, I can only tell you it can feel painful and also erotic, all rolled into one. Gary fucked me for over an hour that time. He used my manpussy like no one had done since.

Gary had me so worked up, telling me he was going to breed me, and use my manpussy for his own. Those big balls of his were squeezing against my cheeks and then dancing off my ass.

The moment finally arrived. Gary arched his back and blew one giant, hot load into my bowels. I think we both screamed as it happened. I know my body was shaking for the longest time as Gary kept feeding me his long pecker. Finally we were both able to calm down and he slipped his cock out of me.

The next thing I seemed to recall, it was sunrise Saturday morning. Gary and I must have passed out after all that hot anal sex. I got up and got my clothes back on. Gary said we would meet later on in the day. I went to my room and took a long shower. Gary’s spunk was still dripping from my hole. After showering I got dressed, went and got breakfast.

When I sat down, it hit me. My ass hurt so bad. I then realized how much hard fucking Gary had done. I quickly ate and went to the show. To be honest, the convention was the furthest thing from my mind now. I couldn’t get Gary off my mind. After some hours walking around, I saw Gary.

He wanted to talk, but here was not a good place. I told him I would meet him in his room that night. We did hook up Saturday evening for more sex. This time I fucked Gary’s ass and he took me one more time. We made love until the early morning hours. It soon became time to leave on Sunday. We exchanged cellphone numbers and promised to get together soon.

It is now three months later and we have not hooked up again. For one thing or another our schedules haven’t clicked. Every night though, I still think of my first time with a man, and I still want to feel Gary’s cock buried deep inside me.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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My Dad & Uncle Part 2: Dad’s Reaction

We were awoken by the sound of uncle Abe’s phone ringing; he hazily checked the caller ID.

“It’s your dad!”

I sat up straight as he took the call. I was nervous, but focused.

“Hey!…yeah, we had a great time…we played games and chatted all night…no, he’s still asleep…yeah, we’ve talked about it, I’ll fill you in later…10? What time is it now?…Cool, we’ll see you then.”

He hung up and said, “You’re dad’s gonna be here in a couple of hours.”

“What did he say?”

“Not much. He wanted to know if he was right about you…are you nervous?”

“And scared!”

“Come here.”

I moved closer, he embraced me and said, “It’s gonna be OK. I promise.”

I nodded and he kissed me. No morning breath. The man is a mythical creature; a fucking sexy one. He slid his hand from my back down to my ass. I was instantly stiff and it brushed against his hairy stomach.

He sneered and said, “More relaxed now, I see.”

“I could be more relaxed.”

He kissed my neck and licked it rapidly with the tip of his tongue as he squeezed my ass. My body tingled and I moaned. I wrapped my left leg around his thigh, giving him easier access to my horny hole. His middle finger massaged my sphincter and I could feel his cock hardening against my body.

He delicately pushed me to my back and lay on top of me. He licked my right nipple and softly pinched it with his lips. He then gently bit with his teeth. I let out a loud moan. My eyes closed. The pleasure was entrancing.

“Did it hurt?” he asked.

“No, it was great. More.”

He bit slightly harder. The pain was tolerable but very stimulating. He did the same to my other nipple.

He kissed my smooth stomach with his soft wet lips as his hands pinched my nipples. He then buried his face in my crotch and sniffed. He let out a soft moan. He kissed every inch of my dick and my balls.

His grabbed my thighs and kissed the inner part all the way down to my feet. The sensation was phenomenal. He grabbed both feet and kissed my soles.

“Oh my fucking god,” he said as he covered his face with my soles.

He licked and sucked every toe. It was fucking epic. I never stopped moaning throughout.

“Come here,” he ordered.

I sat on my knees facing him. He grabbed the back of my head, pulled me forward and ravished my mouth with his tongue. He then raised his left arm and rested his hand on the back of his neck. With his right hand, he shoved my face in his armpit. His legendary manly musk was hypnotizing. I kissed and licked his hairy armpit. It was fucking arousing.

“Bite my nipples,” he said.

I licked his left nipple and softly pinched it with my lips.

“I said bite,” he commanded.

I gently bit his nipple.

“Harder,” he ordered.

I bit hard, real hard, and he grunted. He ordered me to stop and do the same to his right nipple. I obeyed.

He then pushed me to my back and said, “Let’s 69.”

I lay facing his crotch; he faced mine. I kissed his semi hard dick, sniffing its musk. The aroma was inviting. It made grab his cock and rub it all over my face.

He licked his finger and gently penetrated my ass as I licked and sucked his balls. My dick was throbbing. He licked my precum and teased the piss-slit with his tongue. I moaned louder as he took my dick in his mouth and sucked me.

“Ahh, easy, uncle Abe. I’m too horny.”

“I know but I have a record to break, so shut the fuck up and suck my cock.”

I smiled and licked his lustrous juicy precum, It tasted way fucking better than any other morning juice I’ve ever had.

I took few inches in my mouth and sucked him. I slid my left hand between his thighs and grabbed his firm ass and pushed his cock deeper until my lips touched his lower abdomen. I sucked his 8 inches in and out while my right hand massaged his balls.

He grunted like a beast and started moving his hips forwards and backwards, fucking my mouth with his gargantuan cock. The pleasure was severely escalating. My body trembled and within seconds, I shot my load in his mouth.

He swallowed every drop as his big cock muffled the sound of my orgasm. My dick remained in his mouth until it was soft.

He stopped fucking my mouth and said, “That’s number one.”

I continued to suck him until he commanded I stop.

“I didn’t make you cum, uncle Abe.”

“You will. Come and taste your cum on my tongue.”

I moved closer to him, he gazed into my eyes and we kissed.

“Still nervous?” he asked.

“Not any more.”

“Well, what the fuck are you waiting for then, boy? Serve your master.”

“Order me, sir.”

“Get on top of me. I wanna eat your ass while you blow me.”

I lay on top of his hairy body, he placed his arms under my thighs and firmly locked my ass bursa eskortlar into position with his large forearms. His face was buried in my ass. His thick manly beard was brushing against my ass cheeks. The feeling was astounding.

I took his cock in mouth and sucked it while he licked my hole with the tip of his tongue and then with its body. His tongue was a force of nature. It was like a fucking hurricane. Spark waves shot through my body. I’ve missed his bewitching tongue on my ass. I moaned as he shoved in his tongue and fucked me with it. He growled like a predatory animal feasting on its pray.

“Fuck, your ass is so tasty. I could eat it for hours.”

Please do, I said to myself.

I stroked his shaft as I sucked him deeper. He then ordered me to sit on his cock. I obeyed. He grabbed the lube and handed it to me.

“Lube my cock and your asshole.”

I did what I was told.

“Now ride my cock like the fucking whore you are.”

“Yes, sir.”

I grabbed his dick and gently pushed in few inches. I yelped. I maintained my position for few seconds until the pain subsided and turned into an un-fucking-believable pleasure. I missed this feeling. I missed his dick inside me. I was connected to him again.

I gradually lowered my body until all 8 inches were inside me and my ass cheeks rested on his thighs.

“Josh,” he sighed, “Your tight ass kills me.”

I smiled and began to swirl my ass on his cock widening its walls and then moved up and down fucking myself with his magnificent tool. The pleasure was incredible. I was hard again. He pinched his nipples and moaned while he stared into my eyes devilishly, yet lustily.

He grabbed my waist and moved his hips fucking me slow then hard; aggressively hard. The domineering look on his face was fucking divine. Uncle “brute” Was fucking me like a brute.

“I wanna kiss you,” he said.

I leaned forward, our bodies joined and our sweat blended. He kissed me as his cock violently drilled my hole. I rested my face on his shoulder. I was in ecstasy listening to the sound of us grunting and to the sound of his body smacking against mine as his cock rammed my ass.

“Yeah..fuck me..ahh..fuck me hard, sir..tear my ass..ahh.”

“You like that? You like getting fucked like a slut? I’m gonna fucking breed your tight hole.”

I couldn’t hold it much longer.

“Yes..breed my ass, sir..please don’t stop..ahh..fuck me..I’m gonna cum.”

“Yeah, shoot that load, boy. I wanna feel your warm cum on my body. Shoot it.”

“Oh fuck..I’m cumming..AAAAHHHHHHHHH..oh my god..oh my god..aahhhhhh.”

He ROARED and his cum exploded in my ass.

“I’m gonna cum..AAHH..AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH..FUUUUCK..Josh..Josh.”

He held me tight as we both panted. Moments later, I could still feel his dick squirting cum in my hole.

“God! You make me cum like a fucking pig,” he said as he tried to catch his breath.

“This was incredible. I love what you do to me, uncle Abe. I love feeling you inside me. I fucking adore you.”

“Look at me,” he ordered.

He gazed into my eyes and kissed me passionately. I snuggled next to him and he wrapped his arms around me.

“Two down,” he said.

“Did you enjoy it, uncle Abe?”

He sat up straight between my legs. He grabbed my feet, softly kissed them and in his husky voice he said, “I fucking loved it. You’re like a hardcore drug, Josh, and I’m getting addicted to you.”

“I like that.”

“You do?”

“Yes, I’m already addicted to you, uncle Abe, and I want you to always crave me.”

He smiled, lay on top of me and kissed me.

“I wanna go somewhere with you for a couple of days where it’s just the two of us,” I said, “I wanna be naked the whole time, wearing nothing but my leash. I wanna sit at my master’s feet, always ready to serve his cock’s needs.”

“Your master would like that very much. Tell you what, a friend of my mine has a lovely farmhouse. It’s pretty secluded. We could go next weekend if you want.”

I grinned and said, “I can’t fucking wait.”

“Now let’s get a shower. I wanted to fuck you more but it looks like we don’t have much time. We have to tidy up the place and get ready for your dad…Oh, remind me to hide the box labeled “TOYS” before your dad shows up.”

“What’s in the box?”

“Some fun stuff we could use next weekend,” he said with a wink.

“Can I go and see?”

“Later. Right now, I need my urinal.”

“Yes, sir.”

We kissed under the shower and he asked, “Do you have to pee?”

“Yeah.”

“Pee on my dick.”

I did. He placed his hand under his dick, collecting some of my piss. He slurped it, grabbed my chin with his hand and force opened my mouth and spat the piss inside.

He then ordered me to go down on my knees. He rubbed his piss-soaked cock all over my face and shoved it my mouth.

“Clean it, boy.”

I cleaned every inch until he ordered me to stand to my feet. He turned me around and pushed my body against the shower wall and asked me to spread bursa bayan escort my legs. He pissed on my ass cheeks and on my hole.

He then squatted and licked my ass and my hole clean with his savage tongue, I was so fucking turned on by how filthy my beast is. He never ceases to surprise me..or make me hard. I was stroking my dick but he quickly ordered me to stop.

“You are forbidden from touching it until I give you my permission. Got it, boy?”

“Yes, sir.”

We kissed for a couple of minutes under the shower and washed each other’s bodies.

———–

After the shower, I put on my jeans and my now clean white t-shirt. Uncle Abe wore black short shorts and a tight black top that accentuated his muscles. He looked fucking incredible. The shorts could barely contain his family jewels. I wanted to go down on my knees, pull down his shorts and bury my face in his balls.

We tidied up the place and uncle Abe hid the toys box in his bedroom closet. I didn’t get the chance to see what’s inside. After we were done, we sat in the kitchen and uncle Abe made coffee. I suddenly giggled.

“What’s funny?” he asked.

“Nothing, it’s stupid.”

“Tell me.”

“Well, when my dad yesterday said he wanted us to come over and help with the unpacking, I started picturing both of you shirtless. It turned me on like fucking crazy.”

He smiled and said, “So, that’s why you were frozen. I thought you were having a stroke or something.”

I laughed and said, “I almost had one.”

He handed me my coffee. I took a sip and asked, “Do you like to get rimmed, uncle Abe?”

“Of course. Everyone does. It’s an incredible sensation. You know, the first guy I had sex with has an amazing tongue. When he rimmed me, it sent me through the roof.”

“I’m pretty sure I can do a better job than him.”

He smiled and said, “I’d be happy to let you try.”

Couple of minutes later, the intercom rang. Uncle Abe answered it.

“Yeah?”

“It’s me,” dad replied.

“Come on up.”

Uncle Abe buzzed him in. I was starting to get nervous again. He noticed. He hugged me tightly and said, “Take it easy, habibi. I told you, everything will be fine.”

“I hope so. Just please give me heads up before you talk to him.”

“I’ll take him into the balcony when I’m ready to tell him. Deal?”

I nodded.

My dad walked in carrying a box of donuts. He was wearing his favorite one-size-too-small white Polo shirt and a pair of shorts, slightly longer than uncle Abe’s. He looked as hot as always. He was also wearing flip flops. I’ve studied his feet many times before and they are always impeccable. He gets weekly professional pedicures at the hair salon he frequents.

He hugged us both and asked about our night; we lied.

Uncle Abe gave dad a quick tour of the place, which ended back in the living room. Dad was checking out the boxes with his back turned to us, uncle Abe winked at me and took off his shirt.

Dad turned around and saw uncle Abe shirtless. He was puzzled.

“We’re gonna get sweaty and greasy and this is an expensive shirt. You should take off yours, too,” uncle Abe quickly said.

Without hesitation, and to my surprise, dad took off his shirt. After all, it was his favorite and he didn’t wanna ruin it.

I smiled at uncle Abe and mouthed “Thank you”.

“What about you, sport?” dad asked.

“I’m good. My shirt is old anyway and I don’t care if gets dirty.”

Dad smacked his hands, rubbed them and asked, “Should we get started?”

“Yalla,” uncle Abe replied.

For the next four hours we unpacked all of uncle Abe’s boxes and his place was looking much nicer. I tried so hard to control my frequent erections as I watched the two shirtless hunks turn into sweaty rugged handymen. There were a couple of moments where my dad and uncle Abe’s naked and sweaty upper bodies accidentally touched. I turned around every time it happened to hide my erections.

I helped them as much as possible to distract myself from drifting into fantasies.

We then took a break, uncle Abe ordered some food and we had a quick lunch together while we watched TV.

———–

After lunch, uncle Abe and dad grabbed a couple of beers and went into the balcony. I knew this was it. Uncle Abe was about to confirm to him I’m gay and shock him with the news of what we did. I was no longer seeing two sexy shirtless men, I was seeing two adults who are about to have a serious discussion.

I couldn’t hear a word of they were saying. I tried to stay calm but I couldn’t. I was petrified. In the back of my mind I was starting to have regrets because I didn’t want dad to be upset with me. I have always made him proud; but my perfect record is about to be erased. I’d kill to not be here right now..or for some vodka.

Uncle Abe was doing most of the talking. Dad was paying attention. He turned his face to me and smiled. I was a bit relaxed but also confused. Did uncle Abe already tell him? Is he really okay with me and uncle Abe fucking?

I was watching my dad’s face like a hawk, when suddenly, his smile vanished and his eyes widened.

Rage blanketed his face and he yelled, “WHAT?! TELL ME YOU’RE JOKING, ABE!”

He turned and looked at me again. He was furious. This was it. He knows. Uncle Abe put his arm on his shoulder trying to calm him down. Dad pushed it away. He stormed back into the living room, looked at me with fury and said, “Go get your stuff, we’re leaving.”

I was nailed to the floor. Uncle Abe followed dad into the living room, still trying to calm him down.

“NOW,” dad yelled as he maintained eye contact with me.

I rushed into my room and closed the door. My mind was too distracted to pack my bag. I heard their voices. I stood by the door listening in on the conversation.

Uncle Abe: “Jack, you need to calm down.”

Dad: “DO NOT TELL ME TO CALM DOWN. You took advantage of my kid.”

Uncle Abe: “I didn’t. I didn’t do anything he didn’t wanna do, I swear. And he’s not a kid anymore.”

Dad: “I trusted you with him.”

Uncle Abe: “And I didn’t betray your trust. I know it doesn’t sound rational right now but what we did was in Josh’s best interest. Believe me. He needed this. He needed to experience being with another man. It was driving him insane.”

Dad: “Of course it was driving him insane, he’s a horny teenager, but it should’ve been with someone his own his age, not someone his dad’s age…and NOT his uncle!”

Then, a bombshell was dropped.

Uncle Abe: “Your son is not interested in guys his own age and need I remind you we both fucked guys his age? And your son doesn’t care that I’m his uncle, just like I didn’t care when my older brother lured me into having sex with him when we were young.”

My jaw dropped. Dad?! Dad is the guy uncle Abe was talking about? His first gay experience? I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

Dad: “Shut the fuck up, Abe.”

Uncle Abe: “Think about it, Jack. If his first time wasn’t with someone he trusted, the urge would have driven him into the arms of a creepy stranger who might have hurt him. He’s a great son, Jack, he doesn’t deserve all this rage. He deserves for you to treat him like a man; to be closer to him, and to pay more attention to his needs.”

Dad: “How dare you tell me how to raise my kid? I know damn well what his needs are.”

Uncle Abe: “Really? You think you know him so well? Did you know your son is attracted to you, Jack? Did you know he dreams about you fucking him?”

Dad: “WHAT? What the hell are you saying? Is this because I told you he checked me out a couple of times when I was naked? He was just being curious about men.”

Uncle Abe: “God, you are so oblivious! He’s been having dreams about you since he was a kid. And don’t tell me you wouldn’t have done the same if you were in my place. You know damn well how good looking your son is. He’s hotter than any guy we’ve ever been with, and I know for a fact you’re weaker than I am when it comes to guys like him.”

Dad: “JOSH! WHERE ARE YOU? WE NEED TO GO!”

Uncle Abe: “I knew it! I knew you had thought about it.”

Dad: “I’m not gonna stay here and listen to this bullshit. JOSH, NOW!”

Uncle Abe: “You can run away from this conversation but it won’t change the fact that I’m right. I know you too damn well, big brother.”

I grabbed my bag and stepped into the living room. I looked at dad, he turned away and walked towards the door. I turned to uncle Abe and saw sadness in his eyes. I walked up to him and hugged him.

Uncle Abe: “I’m sorry, habibi. I know I’ve let you down.”

Me: “You didn’t. I love you, uncle Abe.”

Uncle Abe: “I love you, too.”

Dad: “JOSH! We’re leaving NOW!

He then looked uncle Abe in the eyes and said, “You’re never gonna see my kid again. Ever!”

Uncle Abe sighed.

We didn’t say a word to each other on the drive home. When we got to the house, I ran up to my room, closed the door and lay on my bed trying to process all the information I was hit with today.

Ten minutes later, dad walked into my room and said, “It’s okay, you’re safe here now.”

I looked him in the eyes and said, “Dad, uncle Abe didn’t take advantage of me. He didn’t even wanna touch me until I forced myself onto him. He never hurt me. I was safe with him.”

Dad: “So you heard everything?”

Me: “Yes.”

Dad: “Is it true what he said…about your dreams?”

Me: “Yes. I always felt guilty about it but after last night with uncle Abe and what I heard today, I don’t anymore…is it true what he said about you and him?”

He sighed and said, “I never told you because it’s not something you share with your kid.”

Me: “What about the other thing uncle Abe said? Did you have thoughts about me?”

He got nervous and his face turned red.

He said, “You should get some rest, son. We’ve both had a very weird day and I promise we’ll talk about this later.”

Before he left the room, I said, “Dad, I you need to remember that I’m an adult and capable of making my own decisions. I’ve always made you proud and I don’t want us to have a relationship where I do something behind your back. I will see uncle Abe again and I would love to have your blessings. Now that I know everything about you, I know you’d understand.”