Classified

Andy quickly scribbled down the box number and then read through the rest of the ads in CAPITAL GAY, but could see nothing else ofinterest in the paper apart from the fact that there was a Bette Davis movie on at the weekend He tossed the paper in with the rest of the trash and sat down to compose his letter to this obviously inexperienced twosome who, hopefully, would soon become a very "active" threesome. He posted the letter and after a quick pint in the local "poofs paradise" he made his way home via the local cottage.

Andy was not one of those people who would vehemently deny that he had never cottaged, he enjoyed it all too much for that. As his eyes adjusted the to gloom he noticed a tall figure in leather standing in the darkest corner. He positioned himself a couple of feet away from the guy just in case of any misunderstanding on either part. He stood quietly for a second assessing the situation From the leatherman's stance and almost imperceptible hand movements Andy knew that his initial impression had been correct.

Andy gradually edged his way towards the figure, who at six feet and with a black beard made an impressive sight. As Andy glanced down he saw something hich would be frightning to anyone but the fainthearted. The man realising that he was being observed moved his hand to give Andy a better view, at the same time giving him an encouraging smile. By now Andy was rock hard and slowly he released all eight inches to allow his compatriot a good look at what he could offer. As the leatherman's hand moved towards Andy's crotch, Andy took a step closer to allow easier access.

At this the man withdrew his other hand from his own cock and allowed a good ten inches to stand freely. As Andy grabbed hold of this throbbing flesh the man whispered "Have you a place, a cock like yours is too good to waste in this place". Andy nodded quickly and the two men zipped up and hastily left the cottage. Within ten minutes they had reached Andy's house and having passed the common civilities on the way back they made straight for the bedroom, forgoing even the customary cup of coffee.

As the leatherman stood by the side of the bed Andy could feel his dick harden and his balls tighten. He gasped "please take your clothes off". The leather fitted the man like a second skin. He sat on the edge of the bed and slowly enlaced his boots. Next he took of his leather jacket revealing a pristine white T shirt from which, at the neck, sprouted a growth of black hair. The skin tight trousers were next and within seconds they joined the jacket on the floor.

Andy groaned as he admired the man's cock which by now was fully erect. His balls were tight, helped by the glistening cockring he wore. Andy tore off his own clothes and when he was totally naked he pulled off his partner's T-shirt. The two men made their way towards each other and swiftly embraced. Andy could feel the man's rough body hair against his own smooth chest and could not contain a shudder of delight. Andy quickly made his way down to chest level where he found two erect nipples. With his mouth he nibbled on one and toyed with the other with his hand.

At this the man moaned and pulled Andy on to the bed. The man grabbed at Andy's head and pulled him down to his cock. Andy looked up and saw the man smiling encouragingly. Without any hesitation Andy started at the tip of the man's cock which by now was glistening with pre-cum. He then started to lick the shaft gradually making his way to the mans tight balls. Greedily Andy caressed the mans balls with his toungue ocassionaly nipping the skin of his ball bag with his teeth, not painfully but with just enough force to cause pleasure.

The man growled softly "Turn round". Andy did so displaying a tight white ass. The mans head came down to Andys ass and with practiced hands seperated the cheeks, without any warning he plunged his tongue into Andys asshole. Andy groaned as the mans tongue deftly darted in and out of his hole at times plunging in deeper than anyone had before. Andys hand went quickly to his own cock which was screaming for attention. Noticing this the man turned Andy over and moved his tongue from ass to dick. Andys eight inches were straining and as the mans mouth engulfed his cock it seemed to grow another couple of inches.

The man reached for his tool and in harmony sucked and pumped at the eighteen inches that were on offer at that time. As the mans movements quickened Andy slipped his cock from the accomadating mouth and moaned "Fuck me".

The man immediately took his hand off his cock and winked knowingly at Andy and asked "What position". Without answering Andy positioned himself in such a way that left the man in no doubt that his partner was about to sit on his dick, which by now was like a rod of iron. He spat into his hand and moistened Andys already well lubricated asshole. Inch by inch Andy lowered himself onto the mans cock. When he had taken it all he started a rythmic motion virtually impaling himself on the mans rock hard ten inches.

He plunged and dipped furiously taking every inch, the man arched his back to give andy the full length of his dick. The man placed one of Andys hands on his nipple which Andy pulled and teased. The man then took hold of Andys cock and pumped rapidly as Andy continued to rock back and forth on his mates cock savouring every inch that filled him to the hilt.

The two mens movements became more rapid and they could both tell that both of them were on the brink of cumming. As Andy slid up and down the straining cock the man started to breathe more heavily and moaned "I'm going to cum baby". Andy desperately wanted to see the mans spunk shoot from his cock so he eased himself off the mans cock and together both men grabbed hold of each others dicks and within seconds a stream of white-hot, thick cum shot into the air from both massive cocks. Both men pumped furiously eager to make sure each was dry. Finally when both were spent they lay back and smiled knowingly at each other.

Andy arose and asked "Would you like that coffee now?" The man answered "No, I must go. I've got a lover at home who will be waiting". At that Andy smiled and said "Well you never know we may meet again."

Dark and Dirty

It was strangely dark, strangely quiet. The atmosphere was electric. All that could be seen were dim, unformed shadows. Slight movement. Whispers. Cloth against cloth. The descent of a zip. Suckings. And the unmistakeable sound of a cock plunging, then withdrawing. Danny moved into the cottage. He stood stock still in the centre of the small building. He'd give his eyes time to adjust to the gloom. Give his ears time to seek out the action. Wait.

At the row of urinals along one wall, a chorus of sex-hungry guys were coupling or wanking alone. Danny could see what was going on. It was difficult however for him to make out faces, shapes. He didn't want to make a mistake. He didn't want to find himself outside in the glare of the street lights with an unattractive guy when he felt sure that there were beauties for the taking here tonight. So, he bided his time. He waited.

Eventually, of course, the shape of the hungry bodies began taking recognisable shapes. An overweight guy in full leather. A stringy beanpole of a guy with an American baseball jacket. And two guys who caught Danny's interest and sent the blood rushing to his cock. They were up one end in the farthest of the urinals from the door. They played their solitary game of seduction. Keeping an eye out for danger, they stared at each others cocks. Both were milking them vigorously - Danny could make out the movement, though a good view of the two organs eluded him as yet. He moved over behind them.

Yes, he'd been right. Here were a couple of guys who could fuck him whenever they wanted. One was tall, sandy-haired. He wore a green army jacket and faded levis which were now half way down his muscular legs. The other was slight. A compact almost thin body showed clearly through his body hugging T-shirt. His trainer shorts were pulled down, leaving his arse completely exposed. Danny focused on that crack as the thin guy bent over to take the sandy-haired guy's cock in his mouth. Danny only caught a flash of the guy's member - thick and straight with a large glistening knob. The mouth closed over the cock and the suckee put his hands to the sucker's head and pulled it forcefully towards him. The cock disappeared down the thin guy's throat.

Danny was working his cock into a frenzy through his faded denims. At this sight he tugged down his zipper and flattened a hand onto his full, jerking cock. He eased his jeans down over his haunches and pulled the cotton material of his jock to one side. His cock bounced out into the midnight air. He spat on his hand. He took hold of his cock. Three pumps and the eight-incher was up, ready, waiting. He milked it a while, savouring the sight of these two dogs on heat, these hunters in the sexual jungle.

But his cock cried out to be lost up that arse. That arse that was uplifted towards him, ready for penetration. The guy was still mouth-stuffed with cock. He still rocked to a steady climax-inducing motion. He still fed more of the other guy's cock into his mouth. Danny moved closer. His upright cock brushed against the cheek of the sucker's arse. The body tensed, sensing the touch of sex on his arse. But he did not move away, he did not break the rhythm of his sucking. He gave Danny a clear assent.

Danny spat on his hand again. He worked the spit over his long shaft. Then he moved forward again. Further. Until his cockhead felt the closing-in of the guy's buttocks. Danny moved his knob up and down the crack of the guy's arse. Searching out the hole. Readying himself for his plunge. As the pulsating cock touched the sucker's opening, his body tensed again. Danny felt slight pressure on his knob.

The guy had moved backwards, perhaps only a centimetre or two, onto Danny's pole. He needed no more encouragement. He grasped his cock firmly with one hand. The other he placed on the thin guy's buttocks. Steadying himself thus, his cock sought out the hole. A wonderful rush of sexual headiness hit him as the arse opened in readiness for the plunge of his cock.

In one deep thrust, Danny forced his cock deep within the sucker. He did not break rhythm in his ministrations of the tall guy. He sucked harder. Deeper, as Danny started his countdown to sexual oblivion. Thrust, thrust... Danny's cock buried itself ever deeper into the guy's insides. He moaned. The arse was tight, well muscled. He shafted the warm wet hole in awe at the guy's perfect timing. The thin guy was sucking the standing stranger's cock with ever more intensity. The guy being sucked was obviously near orgasm, for he moaned and shook uncontrollably. Danny was near too.

His urgent thrusts buckled the body beneath him. His head swam in an ocean of heightened awareness. But he was not so lost in this maelstrom to ignore all thoughts of the guy whose arse his cock had found refuge. He reached a hand around the lean guy's body and sought out his cock. It was ramrod stiff. Danny ran a hand up and down the guy's pole. It was lubricated ready by a pearl of the guy's pre-cum juice.

Danny slid his hand up, down, up down. Quickly, slowly, tantalisingly. The fucker stropped the bloke's cock till he heard the familiar grunt of nearing orgasm. Then he went wild. He plunged his cock deeper, harder, faster into the guy's arse. The guy being sucked shivered and let out a deep low wheeze. His knees buckled as the spunk poured into the thin guy's mouth.

The thin guy came immediately. Gobs of his spunk splattered over the tall guy's jeans and trainer shoes. And Danny was right behind them. His spunk shot up his shaft and overflowed into the warm tight hole. The thin guy, still with gallons of spunk in his mouth, felt a whole new consignment of the stuff unload itself in his insides. He trembled, shaking with spent lust. Danny withdrew his cock from the arse as the tall guy withdrew his from the mouth. The guy in shorts stood up. "Thanks," he said, and was gone.

Cable TV

Never let it be said that Cable television is more trouble than it's worth. My experience with the local cable company has convinced me that my œ20 a month is now a payment made gratefully. Several weeks ago, I discovered for about the tenth time that my cable connection was shot. This was especially irritating, since I knew that it meant that I'd have to take a day off work, just to wait for the repair man to get over here and fix it.

On the day my repair visit was scheduled, I was not in the best of moods anyway. Things had been rough on the job and I was tired of the whole thing. When the doorbell rang at 4.45, I'd just about given up on seeing anyone and was dreading arranging another appointment. Well, I thought, at least it'll be over with.

I opened the door to a muscular man in his early twenties, with skin-tight Levis and a white tank top. Hmm, I thought, at least he'll be alright to look at. He was soon working on the cable connections without so much as a word. Asshole, I thought. You know, I was right. After about ten minutes, he murmured that he had to get something in the truck.

Being as impressed with his body as I was, I made sure that I got to the window to look down and see him bending over into the truck to reach for something or another. My impressions were a bit deflated when I saw the latest issue of Penthouse lying on the dash of his truck. Oh well, that's the story of my life these days.

He returned shortly and resumed his work. Straight or not, I said to myself, that man's got one of the hottest asses I've ever seen! When he asked if he could use the toilet, I was hard- pressed to get an answer out. Just the thought of that hunk of masculinity holding his pissing cock in my bathroom had my head spinning. I finally managed to say "Sure," and to my amazement, he went in and started pissing without even closing the door.

Jesus Christ, I thought to myself, I'd be an idiot to miss this sight! I managed to get myself together enough to put on a look on nonchalance and started for the hallway, where I'd stroll by the bathroom with all the casual attitude I could muster. As I got near the door, I heard the stream stopping. Damn! Well, maybe I'll still get to see him shaking those last few drops off.

Well, shaking it was not exactly what my eyes took in when I finally got to the door. He stood there those tight Levis stuffed down around his knees, with one hand on his donkey weapon and the other caressing those beautiful buns of his. Not surprisingly I lost my attitude when I saw this sight and could do nothing but stand there with my mouth open. When he noticed me standing there, he startled and grabbed for his pants.

"Not so fast!" I managed to croak out as I made my move for this semi-naked stud.

I grabbed his hardening cock with one hand and started rubbing his ass-cheeks with the other. "I see I'm not the only one who needed a service call today." He certainly was caught by surprise, because he still acted like he thought he should pull up his jeans and run.

Sensing his hesitation, I took control of the situation without delay and forced his head down towards the bowl. His groan did little more than get me even more excited, and with that hairy asshole staring me in the face now, there was no turning back.

I quickly leaned over and started chewing on those lovely cheeks, and the tension drained from his body like magic. I removed my other hand from his now very hard 8-inch prick in order to untie the string on my sweat-pants and push them off.

Seeing this, he grabbed for my cock, but I pushed him away and said, "When I'm ready for you to have my cock, it's going to be felt right here," and bit at the tender skin surrounding his asshole. "Follow me," I said, and led him from the toilet to the living room, with both of us pulling off our remaining clothes. "Let's just see if you've done your job or not."

Dropping my favourite jerk-off video into the machine, we were off and running. Hoping I hadn't ruined the mood by taking the time to get the film going, I turned to look at my afternoon delight. Sure enough, that eight incher was still hard as rock, and mine was a close comparison. He stood there with his mouth open and his hand on his cock, so I put him to work.

Bending him over again, I positioned his mouth over my dripping cock and began working his asshole over again. His rhythm of stroking his own cock was increasing quickly, so I decided to change the scenery before he exploded without proper stimulation. I pushed him away as I stood up and positioned myself at his asshole. After his sucking my rod and my rimming his ass, I didn't worry about getting the lube.

He grabbed for the table the TV sat on when I bent him over, and he was surrounded by fucking from front to back. I could see the video over his head, and was getting lost between reality and the motion on the screen. When the stud on the film threw the biker's legs up and shoved his glistening fat cock into him, I did the same with my repair man. He was watching the film too, because as the biker reached down and started really yanking on his fuckers balls, so did my man.

He started twisting my nuts along with his pulling, and I was really getting hot. I started slapping his ass-cheeks with no restraint, as he now played with both of our balls. In a matter of minutes, the hunk of man pulled out of his biker and sprayed cum all over him, shooting as far as his face. I could take no more, and I gave the cable man one more smack on the ass as I pulled out.

My movement made both our nuts pull even tighter, and I was shooting as my exploding cock came blowing out of his asshole, spraying white hot cock juice on his balls, his ass, and all over his back. Just as the last throbbing spurts were firing, he spun around with a really loud moan, shooting jism on the TV, the carpet and then me. I grabbed his balls, as he had mine, and the volume of both his screams and his explosion more than doubled.

I got creamed on my cock, across my face and even under my arms. I grabbed his head, pulled him to me, and wiped the cum off my chest with his face. His hot tongue washed me into another hardon, as he stopped at one of my tits and started lapping at them for all he was worth. I lifted my leg to push him away and kicked him in the balls for added emphasis. His renewed hardon bounced against my calf, and he moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

With that I started slugging his cock with my fist, and he only licked even harder at my tits. I reached around and stuck four fingers into his cum- soaked asshole, and he spun around to take more. Both of us were drenched in sweat, and breathing like a couple of tired wrestlers. I grabbed his throbbing meat and squeezed on it with a vengeance. He'd worked his mouth around to my fat cock again, and was scrubbing the spunk off with his lips and tongue.

The sudden change in mood had me really hot, but I wasn't at all ready for his springing free from my ass-hold and thrusting that huge cock of his into my own dry ass! The pain, my surprise and the sexual friction between us had me beyond control. My asshole was on fire, and the only thing to put it out was a heavy load of cock cream.

I backed onto him with powerful lunges, and in seconds he was screaming in orgiastic ecstasy. With the feel of those cum bullets shooting inside of me, I had no power over the rush surging through my nuts. Without even touching my cock, it erupted with shot after shot of thick cum. I fell on the floor, exhausted but satisfied, and, I soon had my cable man on top of me, both of us panting like dogs.

I dragged him into the shower, and we spent the rest of the evening watching my repaired cable service.

Peter Was 19

I met a guy through a personal column, and he came over to my place one night to get acquainted. We were sitting there that night, having a drink, with the lights low, and we walked to my bedroom window. There was a guy across the lane, jacking off. Boy, was Peter surprised.

Up to that time, besides my preoccupation with solo-sex, my sexual experiences had all been with guys who went on to date girls and marry. Peter identified himself right from the beginning as being gay, and made it clear that he had never been interested in girls and never would be. He had advertised for a "male friend", and I had answered.

Peter was exactly my height, 6'2", of European extraction, and spoke with a slight accent. He had a lot of class, and I found him very attractive, although just a bit feminine in his speech and mannerisms. He was nineteen, with dark hair and striking features, and I must say I was pleased with his broad shoulders, extremely small waist and moderately large basket. He was wearing grey flannel slacks and a T-shirt, and I was wearing a T-shirt and white jeans.

To our mutual surprise, he had gone to the same high school as I did, although neither of us recalled seeing the other there. He was two years behind me and had gone to that school when his family moved to this country, while I had moved to that town when I entered the eleventh grade, so neither of us had spent our whole school life there.

We were getting to know each other as we moved to my bedroom window, but we hadn't gotten onto the subject of sex. He was startled when he saw the guy across the lane, and he looked at me. I told him about the guy seeing me jacking off, and how I'd see this guy taking care of himself. We put our drinks down and I handed him the binoculars, so he could watch the performance. I was turned on from seeing the guy across the lane, and also being so close to Peter.

When the guy stiffened, I knew he was shooting. He turned his light out, and then Peter turned away from the scene across the lane. Putting the binoculars down, Peter turned to me and put his arms around my shoulders as he kissed me and moved his groin against mine. It was one firm basket rubbing against another firm basket. He reached down and cupped and squeezed my basket through my jeans. Then he reached down into my jeans and did the same thing through my Jockey shorts.

Withdrawing his hand, he unsnapped my jeans, pulled down my zipper, and took down my jeans. I was very excited and tried to reciprocate, but he pulled away saying, "Not yet." He slid his hand into my Jockey shorts, rearranging everything so that my shaft was now vertical, the head rubbing between the shorts and his wrist. He went down and gently rolled my balls in his fingers. We managed to move together, sideways to my bed, without his ever losing his gentle grip on my now throbbing hard-on.

"Now, you can undress me," he whispered, as we snuggled and rubbed our stubble together. I peeled the T-shirt out of his pants and up his chest. As he stretched his arms over his head I could see his beautifully tapered chest with the tiny erect nipples. I pulled his T-shirt off and we hugged some more while I gently nipped his nipples and moved my tongue in the finely developed channels of his gut muscles. I flipped open his belt, and stripped his pants and shorts down, taking care to pull them off his feet. I sat up and carefully folded his pants, putting them on the dresser, turning back to see his long, thick shaft lying on his belly. But when I went to caress it, he pushed me on my back, saying again, "Not now."

He stripped my shorts off me and quickly moved his head down and onto my shaft. The initial roughness startled me, but he gently withdrew and then slowly and with tantalizing changes in focus, made love to my hard shaft, tonguing the underside of it especially well.

"Have you got anything?" he asked. In my innocence, I replied, "Like what?" He laughed and explained, "A lubricant. I'm very big and don't want to hurt you." I got my tube of K-Y and squeezed some of the slick, cool jelly on my fingers.

I was lying on my back as Peter climbed on top of me, his hands over my shoulders and his knees between my open thighs, propped up so that his very hard shaft was right above my navel. In the dim light, I felt the huge head of his cock. It was considerably greater in circumference than his shaft, and was half out of its foreskin. As I smoothed the K-Y on, I slipped his foreskin back down and was thrilled to feel the head swell even more from the constriction of the foreskin behind it.

I reached down and put the K-Y in my butt as Peter moved his knees down, asking me to put my knees up so my legs were over my head. He lay down then, his chest on the underside of my legs. "Take a deep breath and push down as if you're straining on the toilet," he whispered, as I felt his head press against my butt. The moment I followed his instructions, he pushed his groin forward and the thick head slipped right in with no pain. He told me to let my breath go and to stop pushing down, and then he sank the whole shaft in with ease.

"Now, my love, we're going to fly to the moon," he whispered as he started slow withdrawals and re-entries. Every few strokes he withdrew completely and then re-entered. It was an incredible feeling, with no pain whatsoever. My shaft was pressed down against my belly as he thrust again and again. As his pace picked up, he raised his upper body on his arms and, while now violently thrusting his hips, whispered, "Lower your legs." I did so, gingerly, until I had my legs around the back of his and he lowered his chest on mine enough so that our nipples were constantly brushing against each other as we both thrashed around on the bed.

I was overwhelmed by the marvel of his body movements. His upper body was supported on his elbows. I swept my hands around his back to his very substantial shoulders, and then down to his finely defined chest muscles, which flexed as he thrust. I tweaked his nipples as I felt them exciting my own nipples. As my hands slid lower on his tapered torso, I felt the ripple of his gut muscles, into which my stiff shaft was now stabbing. When my hands were on his buttocks, realized the sheer beauty of the perfectly synchronized, machine-like movement of his thrusts. Each was like a wave that started at his back and rolled down through the small of his back, terminating in the drive to his lower pelvis that stabbed into my butt and drove me wild.

What kept going through my mind was that Peter was so effeminate, and yet he declined any passive role in fondling or stimulation. Up to that time, my sexual experiences with guys could all be classified as "horsing around," but with Peter there was so much tenderness, kissing, hugging, and mutual movement of our bodies, that I was really feeling sexual love for him. Before that, it had only been for thrills.

He kept up the continuous, steady thrusting into me at the rate of one per second. The exquisite sensation on the underside of my shaft, rubbing up and down against the valley of his gut muscles, raised me to a pitch that made it hard for me to breathe. I groaned, threw my arms around his moving back, and pulled us together as I felt the throbs of my orgasm, followed by my jism flowing out of my shaft, flooding our pressed bellies.

Peter went on, not varying his thrust, still supporting his upper torso with his elbows as I hugged myself to his muscular torso. Our tongues were probing each other's mouths. My shaft was so sensitive now that I had cum and his gut was rubbing the sensitive skin below my head that I was shuddering all over.

Suddenly he interrupted his thrusting, withdrew the giant head of his shaft, and then slowly, gently re-entered to the hilt and stayed there. I could feel the violent throbs and jerks as he came with a sigh in my ear. Then, keeping his shaft all the way in me, he began a circular motion that was rubbing my prostate. His hairy bush was a delectable cushion for my balls. He lowered his full weight onto my body, and then moved every muscle in his body against mine. I could feel his heart pounding in his heaving chest. Our mouths were locked together in the most passionate kiss I'd ever had yet.

Changing Room

The other day I went to a department store to buy some new clothes, it turned out to be quite an afternoon!

As I walked around through the mens deparment looking at the latest styles I couldn't help but noticing two very good looking surfers also shopping for clothes. One was about 19, 5' 11" very tan with very light sun bleached blonde hair. My thoughts immediatly was I wonder if his pubes are that blonde too? The other stud was around 20, maybe 5' 9" darker hair but sun bleached streaks throughout. Both were very/very good looking and tanned.

I went back to my shopping figuring I'll fantasize about these guys later. I found a couple pairs of pants I liked and took them into the change room to try them on. I entered a stall near the far end. There was no one else in the change area. I sat down to untie my shoes and I heard voices approaching. I thought nothing of it. These voices entered the stall across from mine. I heard one say "Yeah, check these out" and "naw, I don't like those". then I heard "fuck you man, are you crazy? what if someone caught us?"

I then looked through the slots in the door on the stall to see what was happening. It was those two surfer studs!

The blonde said "come on there's no one in this store, it will be fun" "you can say you've been sucked off in a public department store"

Wow! my interest was up, as well as my cock! I quietly moved into position so my door slots and their door slots matched and I could see all. I knew I was about to be treated to a real show and I wanted to get it all. I slipped off my pants (not wearing any underwear) and started stroking my cock in anticipation.

The dark haired kid was nude from the waist down and the blonde was kneeling down with his pants around his ankles pounding his meat as he sucked off his buddy! This was too much! I started to really get into it, in rhythm with these guys as they were too! I moved to get into a better position and my knee hit the side of the stall making a noise.

I heard one kid say "what the fuck was that?" They were looking in my direction. I then stood up and said "please don't stop!" The blonde was embarassed but the dark haired kid said "join us" I couldn't beleive it! I was in their stall in a flash.

I immediatly went for the blonde's cock which was hard about 7 1/2 inches, balls hanging to his knees! Oh yes, he did have very light blonde pubes! I had my nose buried in his crotch sucking like there was no tomorrow. The other kid was working his tongue up my ass, this was too much! All of us totally forgot where we were, but it didn't matter anyway. We change positions and I was sucking on the other kids cock. He was well endowed, 8 1/2 inches and very large around. I had to be very careful not to scrape him with my teeth. He really knew how to enjoy being sucked off. He started to fuck my face to keep the rythm going. Meantime the blonde was under me sucking me off! What a trip!!!

I was in heaven! We all knew this couldn't go on forever we all startred to get into some very heavy sucking until I said "I'm ready" the blonde said "me too anytime" then the other kid said "I'm cummmmmming!" And he did! Fuck! what a load! and what a fucking mess. Then I came just as the Blonde came. There was cum from one end of that stall the other! We must have pumped a fuckin gallon! The blonde was moaning very loud as he came and that scared me some and made me realize where I was again. I said " I got to go " and went back to my stall and got dressed.

They did the same and we all split from the store not buying any clothes but leaving very satisfied!

I've seen these guys once since then and we are planning another get together soon. That will be on a secluded beach. I think that may be another story!

Ralph and His Friend

I met Ralph in my favorite bar. He was extremely friendly and talkative. He was new in town and looking for work as an electrician. He was staying with friends but wanted to live on his own as soon as he could afford it. Ralph was good company and quick to pick up on my hint that he could enjoy my friendship and hospitality better in my apartment. We had talked enough for me to decided that it would be safe to take him home for a seduction attempt.

Physically, Ralph was lean, dark, around twenty four and reasonably attractive. What he lacked in looks, he made up in what I call a sweet but manly personality. When I took him home, I had no idea that he was anything but straight. In short, he was the type I most prefer, strong, young and a laborer.

When we got to my apartment, the seduction was so quick and easy that within minutes Ralph was naked and lying across my king size bed. He had a long skinny dick that was a joy to suck. I gobbled it right down while he pushed up his hips giving me all I wanted. I worked on his hard dick for a few minutes before looking up to see him smiling down at me and enjoying my every effort. Some men close their eyes and fantasize their own dreams when you suck them off, but not Ralph. He watched me sucking him. He knew I was sucking him, and he showed every indication that he liked me sucking him. I was his cocksucker, and we both knew it and liked our roles in sex. About then he asked me to take all my clothes off. I guessed that he wanted to fuck me with that perfect dick of his for fucking. I tore off my clothes and jumped back in bed and the two of us sat for a moment just looking at each other overjoyed that we had found each other. Before he made the plunge up my ass, I wanted one last suck on that delicious prick. I went down on him and took it as far down my throat as it would reached. My nose was in his pubic hair, his balls were on my chin. I had all of him. I hummed and growled and moved my head so he could feel the head of his dick rubbing the passage of my throat. He moaned with joy and such force that I thought he was going to cum right then. Instead, he grabbed my head and mouth fucked me for a few minutes.

Next he started turning in bed, and I knew my ass was in for a fucking. I reluctantly pulled my mouth off his dick, and just as I did, he went down on mine! I was not surprised at his doing it. I had had other 'straight' men taste my dick when I was doing them. Somehow men seem to think that what they do in bed with a homosexual does not count or make them in any way homosexual. God, it was good having my dick in his mouth. All too soon he stopped leaving me wishing for more. He hesitated a second and then asked if I minded if he took out his partial bridge. He said he had lost two front teeth in a fight. I told him to go head. He took it out, and went back to sucking my dick. What had before been good was now excellent. Without those teeth he could get more of my big dick into his mouth, and he took all he could get. Damn if he didn't seem to enjoy cocksucking as much as I do. I turned in bed and we got into a sixty nine session. I pressed down on his dick until his balls were hitting me right in the eyes. They looked so good that I stopped sucking his dick and started sucking his balls. From there I moved right on to his ass which he willingly spread and let me eat as much as I wanted. By now I could tell he was really getting hot. Suddenly, he turned me over and pushed that marvelous dick right up my ass. I was briefly in pain, but we were both so hot that there was no slowing down. He moaned and thrust his dick to the hilt up my ass. I squirmed on the bed beneath him in pure pleasure. He continued to pound my butt and moan as if he were about to cum any second. Soon I was moaning and raising my ass up to meet his every thrust. It was animal passion and we were momentarily lost in the act. Soon he yelled Jesus and unloaded in me. I raised myself just high enough off the be to give my dick a few jerk to bring on my orgasm. I shot on the sheets and then fell in my own cum with Ralph lying on my back and his dick still in me. I don't know how long we lay there, but after a while we went to the bathroom and showered together and congratulated one another on having had a fuck of a life time. What else could I say but yes, when he ask to sleep in my king size bed that night?

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One night at bed time, Ralph rang my door bell. I had seen him a few times since the fabulous fuck at our first meeting, but we had never been able to reach again the fireworks of that first session together. Now he stood at the door with a friend, Ken, and they really needed a place to spend the night. One look at Ken and I could tell he was just a good old country boy that Ralph had taken up with in some bar. He was tall, lean, about twenty three, and a beard that made him look like a young Kenny Rogers. We had a beer and talked, and I decided that Ken was what Ralph called `good people.' I told Ken that he could sleep on the sofa in the living room and that Ralph could sleep with me in the king size bed. I figured that if we were quiet, Ralph and I could suck dick after Ken went to sleep. While Ken was using the bathroom, Ralph whispered to me that I must not mention to Ken that he, Ralph, was bi-sexual.

"Did you tell him that I was?" I asked. Ralph tried to get out of answering this question, but he finally admitted that he had.

"Do you think he's interested in sex?" I asked.

"You can try," said Ralph.

When Ken returned I told him there was plenty of room in my king size bed for him. As soon as I said that, they drained their beers and undressed for bed. I got in the middle, of course.

When we were under cover, I took hold of Ralph's dick and felt it hardening in my hand. Next I put my hand on Ken's thigh and left it there for a minute before making the move up to his crotch where I found a hard dick waiting for my eager hand. I pulled his jockey shorts down and sucked his long rod right into my wet mouth while still holding Ralph's dick with one hand. After a minute or so I came up for air and told Ralph that his buddy had a big dick. This embarrassed Ken at first, until I turned on the reading light and he saw my hand around Ralph's hard dick.

I dimmed the reading light and told them to lie side by side. They seemed happy to do so. By now they were completely nude, and I was looking at two slender bodies and two hard dicks waiting for my attentions. I got over them and pulled on their dicks. First I would suck one then the other. Next I put their dicks together and licked and sucked them as best I could at the same time. This is as close as some men can come to having sex with another man. It's a real turn on for `straight' guys who have a feeling for their buddy and need a woman or a cocksucker to bring them together. (A cocksucker once told me that he had two straight sailors in bed. When he had sucked off the first one, he followed him to the bathroom and told the cocksucker to let him suck off his buddy. So they went back and in the dark one sailor sucked off the other sailor letting him think it was the cocksucker doing it. Probably all three knew what was going on.) After I had sucked on Ralph and Ken for a while, Ralph left his place on the bed and climbed up on my ass. With a little effort and a lot of spit, he had his long dick moving up my willing ass. (Ralph had one of those long skinny dicks that was more fun to get fucked with using no lubrication except nature's own spit.)

As soon as Ralph got his fucking rhythm going and giving my ass a good pounding, I started giving Ken some serious head. As Ralph fucked me, he was stretched out over my back with his face very close to mine and only inches from Ken's long dick which was as nearly as far down my throat as Ralph's was up my ass. I wondered if Ralph wanted to suck Ken's dick, too. I took Ken's dick out of my mouth and went for his balls. This left Ken's hard dick even closer to Ralph's mouth, but Ralph would not take the bait.

"Hey, Ken," said Ralph, "doesn't this remind you of us screwing that chick the other night?"

"Yeah," said Ken.

It was an obvious lie. Both were simply affirming their masculinity to each other. There had been no chick. I was really getting turned on to Ken and decided to go for his ass with my tongue, but he would not let me. About that time Ralph shot a full load of cum up my ass and departed for the bathroom and a hot shower. With Ralph gone I asked Ken for his ass again and again he said no. I suspected it had to do something with Ralph so I told him to let me do it quick before Ralph got back. With that he spread his legs and I dove tongue first into a very nice asshole. Ken sighed and I really went for it. He was obviously enjoying it, and I was enjoying giving it my best. At the same time I was wondering why Ken did not mind Ralph seeing me suck his dick but did not want Ralph to see me eating his ass? I decided there is no understanding the barriers that people put around pleasure. Just then Ken pushed his long dick into my face and I barely had it in my mouth then gobs of salty cum splattered the back of throat. Ken moaned and acted as if he were dying. But he lived and the three of us slept rather cozily in my big bed for the rest of the night.

Interactive Chat

I want you to really work over my cock!

well I can start with your neck....i wrap my hands around the back of your neck and lick and touch it lightly with my tongue every part of your adam's apple and neck i nuzzle your ear and blow gently across it

HMMMMMMMMMMM getting me hard, Guy! Tell me more!

i rub my ears between the valley between your mountainous PECS those two large mounds of muscle that are sculpted to your chest...... i kiss your neck and then slid down your washboard abs, my cock making a furrow down the center of your muscles....

I bring my tongue across your tops of your pecs and gently bathe it with the juice of my tongue gently and working in a circle..... i work my way towards your nipples.... at first it is soft but the instant my tongue brushes against it, it stiffens quickly and into a little mountain on top of your PEC

Fuck, yeah! You know how to treat your man, don't you!

"You'd better believe it" as i start to suck on that hardening tit! and boy does it get hard.....your pec flexes almost by itself as i work my tongue around your tit....then i move to the other one and nibble on it gently at first...and I suck your PEC and tit deep into my mouth.....i use my tongue to force the tip of your tit against my teeth! your tit hardens more and you heave

you tremendous chest up and arch your back.....your stomach muscles tighten each into its own little 'biscuit' a whole dozen little biscuits march down your stomach 2 by 2 ........but I am busy with your wide PECs that you are now flexing even harder and my tongue is dancing all over their broad surface...tingling and touching ever nerve that is there.... stimulating every muscle fiber in those 2 mountains of muscle.....you throw your big bulging biceps around my neck and back and SQUEEZE me into you chest.

hi...i was just waiting your crushing grip to ease so that i might catch my breath......as i regain my breath I have been sending my warm moist breathe across your chest and blowing over your tit....

I want you to work down my body, give my crotch and my thighs some attention.

i slid lower over you muscled thighs and run my tongue across your abs savoring each little biscuit in its turn...first the left one and then the right one....slowly ever so slowly ..... your cock has been harding with each flick of my tongue....I run my hands over your powerful thighs and feel your quadriceps and slid my hands under your tight firm butt and knead and squeeze your ass cheeks with my strong fingers.....my mouth opens and i suck in my breath as i suddenly drop face first over your swelling cock as i approach my destination my hot breath flows over the head of your cock causing it is swell and expand to the big mushroom that it is....i quickly suck your whole shaft deep into my throat...my deep pulsating throat...my tongue laps at every exposed area of that mighty pole.......i knead your firm buns and release your cock from my mouth to have it slap against your belly as i drop lower into your crotch and bury my face deep in your man scent.....as i suck your balls into my mouth pouch.....tonguing and washing ever part of your balls and sac....

I run my tongue between your thighs and spread your legs to make room for me to fully climb between your legs so that I have full access to your crotch and cock and balls......i run my tongue over the inner surfaces of your thighs.....feeling each massive muscle fiber with my rapidly flicking tongue...and again i run my tongue up your thighs and over your cock and balls savoring the aroma and taste of your swelling manhood.....and is it every gigantic..... That is one powerful club you have there, SIR. may i continue to bathe it? To take it deep in my throat and suck like a giant vacuum cleaner or a milking machine,.....sucking and releasing the pressure.... i run my hands over your thighs as i free them from your firm buns.. i draw lazily with them acrose your thighs and over your groin... feeling and fondling your BIG BALLS rolling them with my fingers and letting them flop and bounce between your thighs....my tongue is flicking against the mushroom head of your towering cock....i run the tip of my tongue round and round the big head.....feeling it twinge with each flick and lick of my tongue......slowly i lower my lips and gently brush them over and against your powerful cock lower until the ridge just under the head is between my teeth,, gently I nibble and chew on the head....and attack it unmercifully with my hot flicking tongue....over and against the head of your dick my tongue flicks and laps at the cock....tasting the first drops of your precum......yeah that special salty taste .... a taste like no other in this world.....yeah taste that salty manly fluid.... first just a drop then another and another....the flow suddenly stops... i run my hand between your legs over your thighs and up to your cock and balls......i cup your balls with my left hand and use my right to encircle your stiff dick with my powerful grip.....i squeeze your cock and fondle your balls....your cock is spasming.....straining.....your back is arching ....your buns are tightly clenched ....round and hard....your pecs are dancing...flexing and bouncing as the tension builds within your hard muscular body....your stomach is tight and hard....suddenly.........i relax my fist that is wrapped around your cock and it EXPLODES..........into my hot waiting mouth.....i pulsate my fist that has encircled your cock...stopping the flow of your CUM...then relaxing to let it escape as hot blast into my mouth.....I squeeze your balls as they contract into your crotch and your cock jumps and empties the last of your balls precious load

oh, yeah, you hot fuck! you got me so fucking turned on, its hard typing with one hand!

well if you';re gonna chat with me you'd had better LEARN.....and learn quick.....You big hunk or I might just go to LA JUST to meat you...FACE to FACE....and then run my arm through your crotch and pick you up and carry you over to the bed and then drop you unceremoniously on it before i pick up those two massive thigh of your and spread your legs wide apart..your cock stiffens as your legs are spread... and your balls are dancing up and down with excitement....your asshole is pink and puckered....soon even it too is doing a little dance and as i lower my hips and take aim on plowing my big FAT dick....deep into your warm hole.....to pump it in and out....to expand and stretch it ...as I bury my cock to its hilt...my hairy pubes are pounding against your ass cheeks...as i do plunger in and out of your prized butt...and what at hot butt it is ...... to round firm mounds of hot muscle....each with a sharp line of your deep tan....leaving only a small white patch in front of your crotch....and shaved pubes and balls.....the patch of white on your hot butts is sharply delineated from your DARk tan...the milk white of your cheeks..is stark contrast.. your butt pulsates as i pound my rigid pole in and out of your sphincter muscle....and massage your prostrate with the head of my cock.....in and out ... round and round i twist and pound your asshole....in and out of the tight little pink spot.....the head of my dick bumps repeatedly again your prostrate...each bump makes your cock bounce against your taught belly.....i bounces wildly....from the pumping action and bumping of your prostrate...your balls are bouncing too.... and jerking in their thin confining sac....slowly they begin to contract again.....your cock stiffens....your thighs are trembling.....stomach muscles bunched and rippled.....you FLEX your huge arms in a double biceps pose....those two mountains of muscle reaching up and you flex harder and those mountains just seem to grow bigger and bigger....2 MASSIVE BASEBALL shaped mounds of muscle....you LATS flare as I ram it is up your hole, right to the hilt!! Then, I will slap your ass, and make YOU do the movements, while I just set back and let you ride me!!

I'll ride you.....and your HOT ASS !!!....I let my hands slip over your powerful thighs and they slid down the backs of them to the backs o your knees.....my tongue slides down the cleft between your PECS and over your washboard stomach......I slow as I approach the top of your JOCKSTRAP and pull on the broad waist band with my teeth and then let it snap back .....your cock is getting hard and straining at the mesh fabric of its confinement forming a large long bulge.....I slid lower and lower as I nuzzle your bulging basket and that growing monster......I take the hardening rod in my mouth and savor it thru the nest of your jock pouch.....tasting that special flavor that only a man can make and enjoy.....i slide lower and then take your twin NUTS into my mouth and suck on them... and slap my tongue back and forth...over and against them......knocking and loosing their load of cum......your cock jumps with excitement but your jock strap prevents your cock from expanding to its full size...I move back to your cock and it hardens even more...and swells....wow what a piece of MEAT !.....I let my hands fell your tight BUNS and I knead and massage them with my strong hands....I feel your tight asshole.....it WILL be mine....but first I will EaRN it....and your you will blow your cookies like you have never done before....I pull on the straps of your jock...I slide my hands under the waistband...and feel your firm flesh....and your muscles.....I let my hands drop and stroke your thighs...your legs tense at my touch.... and I nuzzle your bugling basket with my face.....I press my face tightly into your crotch....breathe deeply and suck in all your man aroma!.... wow what a way to get HIGH....Your aroma is almost suffocating...but i suck at it anyway....

I want you so fucking bad!! I want to grab the back of your head, and really fuck your face like there's no tomorrow!!

I get my breath and continue to work on that BIG cock yours....and it is growing larger by the moment....with each lick and swipe of my tongue....it GROWS.....the fabric of your jock is stretched to the bursting point....what a test of that fabric...! your cock is straining at its confinement....you want relief....I have both of my hands on your butt....nice solid butt...twin melons..... I squeeze and knead your ass.....your tongue is hanging from your open mouth as i work your body over......with a sudden push I knock you backwards onto the bed....You flex both of your biceps and form twin mountains of muscle for me to admire....your PECS swell and expand your nipples are standing straight up....HARD and proud...just waiting for their TURN....it will come.....i run my hands over your thighs and fondle your bulging basket...feeling that pair of MAN NUTS and that proud COCK....I release your cock from my mouth and slide it up your washboard stomach and to the valley between your pecs.... then i go for the nipple on your left pec.....I suck on it and it gets HARDER ...i run my tongue around it making lazy circles and flicking it with the tip of my tongue...your pec expands with each flick.....i suck on that tit...your eyes are rolling and your back arches...and your stomach tenses.....i leave your tit and go for your belly button and poke and probe at it with my tongue... I lick all around you belly button....

Yeah, oh,,,, suck on my meat, take it deep in your fucking throat. I want to fuck your throat!

again i slide lower and attack your bulging basket.....your cock wants...is begging for release from it confines....it is trying to poke a hole thru the tough fabric....a wet spot is forming near its head....a slick spot....as your cock lubricates...

Listen here, you fucker, open my jock! I want your face planted right on my cock, and I want it NOW!!!

I get there when I GOOD and READY.....I reach between your legs and fondle your balls then with one swift yank I strip your of your jockstrap.....YOUr cock SPRINGS free slapping me in the face as it pops free from your jock....it bounces from my face back to slam against your taught abs....a small jet of precum shoots out and lands between your pecs.....i run my tongue between your thighs up to your balls and suck on each of them in turn before I lunge at your STIFF DICK......i plunge my face into your crotch and take your cock into my mouth.,.....my tongue slide over its slick...silky surface... I work on the head with my tongue.....flicking and savoring every part of that piece of MEAT....and what a piece....it is like being attacked with a blunt instrument....like a CLUB....your cock bumps against the back of my throat....I can feel it...again and again i slide my tongue over its smooth surface....and i play with your foreskin....slipping my tongue in and around it...sucking it forward and forcing it back with my lips and tongue...i suck on that pole... and it hardens some more (and you thought that IT had hardened...) yeah It stiffens and twitches....jerks and bounces.....your balls begin their little dance of joy....bouncing up and down in your sac....your cock is getting close....as i SUCK and lick that all day sucker.....up and down the whole length of the mighty shaft.... tasting and savor in that special flavor...again your cock shoots a small jet of precum....i can taste its salty flavor... and special taste....a taste like no other...as I suck the precum deep into my throat and your cock with it...DEEP into my throat...My mouth sucks and pulsates as I work that TOOL...polishing it from every angle with my tongue and bathing it with my saliva.....it is longgggg and HARD and fully washed.....I reach up between your thighs and encircle the base of your cock with my fist.....i squeeze and clamp my fist like a human COCKRING around your cock.....IT GETS EVEN BIGGERRR.... WOW WE.....LOOK AT THAT MONSTER!!!!....and I quickly suck it into my throat again.....your whole body is trembling with anticipation.. the anticipation of that will come when your CHURNING balls finally get to release their LOAD of HOT CUM.....into my throat....as I piston my head up and down over your cock your grab the back of my head and force my face even tighter against your cock and groin.....your cock is nearing it limits and is pulsating with increasing rapidly.. your cock suddenly ERUPTS and BLASTS its load DEEP into my throat... i start to gag on the tremendous load of yours....but I suck every last bit deep into my guts...

Oh, fuck, I just shot my load all over myself. You are so fucking hot, I want to be with you so fucking bad!!

My ass is yours. What shall you do with it?

well my COCK gets HARD too (but never TOO hard!) its not as long as yours BUT...its a whole bunch FATTER....not as thick as your wrist but pretty close....WINK.....SMILE.....yeah my dick is dripping too from having just gotten your rocks off and now it

MY TURN....and you'd better be ready!.....i slide my stiff dick between your thighs and it brushes against them....slowly i raise my hips and point my dick in the general direction of your

tight little asshole....that small pink TARGET.....gently at first i force the head of my dick between your buns....you sense what is coming and tighten those twin melons....as if that will save your asshole from my waiting COCK.....the head of my dick bumps against your butt hole...it tenses!. i withdraw and you relax your buns....i slide forward again ,.... more fierce fuck this time....i bump solidly into your butt...but your asshole denies me entrance....like the big bad wolf...i huff and puff and bury my face between your pecs.....i have distracted you and your butt is fully relaxed and your attention is centered on your pecs and my lashing tongue....i ram my hips forward and drive the head of my dick into your asshole....i relax momentarily and then ram again...a little deeper into your guts....you twist and turn your hips trying to dislodge my FAT cock from your butt...I won that piece of ASS and I GONNA TAKE IT !!! if you can think that you can change your mind....well just think again asshole or is it buddy ???? asshole buddy....yeah that's it ....as i ram my cock all the way to the hilt and punch your hole.....I am inside of you....ALL the way inside.....your prostrate is HARD and ready again....your balls are churning up as second load of cum....I haven't shot mine yet but you WILL KNOW IT when I DO....

The Prepping

I was working as an orderly in a clinic when they rushed in a young man with abdominal pains. He was tall, nineteen or so, and really good-looking with wavy blond hair and blue eyes.

He was accompanied by his girlfriend who was somewhat hysterical. She said his name was Scott and he was a student at the university.

The woman doctor examined him and determined an appendectomy was necessary. She told me to shave his pubic area before he went into surgery.

I figured it to be a routine procedure. I thought of patients at the clinic as meat more than sex objects. Scott turned out to be the exception.

The girlfriend asked me what I was going to do to him. When I told her, she acted kind of jealous. It was necessary, I explained. Doctor's orders.

I took off his white gown. Scott had a lean, hard body, nicely tanned all over except for the white tanline left by a swimsuit. His cock was fat and uncut over big low-hangers. Impressive equipment. The girl had a real stud on her hands. I'd be jealous, too.

I went about shaving Scott's crotch. His cock sprang to attention when I touched it and held it aside. It was a real beauty with the head peeking out of the sheath.

"I'm going to die and I get a fucking hard-on," he groaned. He wasn't in too much pain to be sassy.

"You're not going to die."

"My guts are on fire. Fuck!"

I tried to remain detached and professional. But Scott had other ideas. Or at least his hard-on did.

"Oh man, I ain't come off in two weeks," he whispered. "I'm so fucking horny. Do it, jack me off." He smiled when he said it, like it was a joke, but his cock was stiff as a pipe.

"I can't, Scott. You're scheduled for immediate surgery. Besides, this is a medical clinic, not a cat house."

I wondered about his girlfriend and why she wasn't taking care of his sex needs. I guess he could read my mind.

"Liz is a sweet girl but she wants me to marry her before she puts out."

I had heard more than I cared to. It was none of my business. I was there to get him ready before he went under the knife. Under different circumstances I would have jumped at the chance to get my hands on a number like Scott. He was tall and blond, like the men I fantasized about when I beat off, except maybe he was a bit younger than I usually preferred.

"I'm sure you could get all the girls you want, with your looks."

I was about finished with him. For a moment I thought about how I'd like to suck on that sweet young cock and how I'd like to see it squirt. But he was in pain despite his horsing around, and the doctor was waiting to cut out his appendix.

"Are you, what do you call it, not queer, but gay? I heard that most doctors are because they work around bodies all the time."

I shook my head at such a dumb question. But he wasn't trying to offend me. "I'm not a doctor, just an orderly. You might say I'm bisexual."

I figured that would be easier for him to handle. In reality I preferred older men but I liked young studs like Scott with their hard bodies and hard dicks. That's what I meant by bisexual--I liked them young or old.

"Do you think I'm good-looking?"

"You know damn well you are," I said.

"Do you like me?"

"Sure."

"You're not just saying that?"

"You're a doll, what can I tell you? But the doc's waiting and she's not the patient type."

"Well, I hope they sew up the right hole afterwards. I heard about a prostitute who had her appendix taken out, they sewed up the wrong hole. Now she's making money on the side." He chuckled at his own joke, then winced in pain.

"Scott, you're too much. Surgery is serious and you're acting like a clown."

"I'm scared. Maybe something'll go wrong."

I squeezed his soft cock.

"The doc's the best there is, even if she's a bitch sometimes to work around."

They took Scott into surgery. There were no complications. I liked that guy, he had spunk. A real looker. But he was probably a prick-teaser, much like his girlfriend.

I took my days off and did a little partying, drinking beer and cruising, but I came up empty. I thought about the young college stud and about his hard young cock.

When I went back to work he was no longer at the clinic. I went about my chores.

A week later I was scrubbing up a stiff--not working my hard-on in the shower, but chemically dousing a dead body. When I finished the body was ready to go to the funeral home. I covered it with a sheet.

Scott popped his head into the room.

"Hey, dude."

"The name's Bill. Sshhh, this patient's sleeping."

"Smells awful in here," he said, wrinkling his cute nose.

"You get used to it. So they didn't make any mistakes, huh? You didn't end up in here, anyway."

"I'm good as new."

"Great." I took the opportunity to look him up and down. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with him that I could see. He looked as blond and cute vertical as he had horizontal.

"I wanted to see you," he shrugged, "maybe talk to you."

"Yeah, what about?"

"You know, I can't forget what you did to me. I've been jacking off ever since."

"Shaving your crotch?"

"That...and touching my cock. You know, having another man stroking it."

"So what do you want, Scott?"

He looked straight at me with those big blue eyes. "I want you to touch it some more. But what about the guy under the sheet?"

"Don't worry, he's asleep."

"I don't care. I want you to do to me what gay guys do. I'm real curious about it. Maybe that's the way I am, what I want."

"I'm working," I said.

"Come on, you can take a break. Can't you lock the door?"

I could and I did.

"If that guy is under heavy medication, he won't wake up, will he?"

"No problem," I assured him.

Scott pulled down his jeans and white briefs. His incision scar was pink and raw. His cock was hefty, his balls heaving.

"Touch my dick."

I kneeled down and stroked it. It grew hard instantly.

"Do it, suck it."

"Gotta use a rubber."

"Do you have to? That'll make it less sensitive."

"This is a clinic, Scott. We have strict rules about health. If I get caught I'll get canned."

"The door's locked," he said.

I had my gloves off and took off my gown and head covering. In my pocket I had a pack of rubbers. I tore one open, stretched it over the college stud's crown and threaded it down his shaft.

"Blow me," he groaned.

I held his cock by the base and shook it. It was real stiff. I licked the cockhead that was covered in latex.

"Oh yeah, that feels good! Suck it. Lick my dick..."

I took my time, jacking his cock while I licked his balls. Then I sucked them into my mouth.

"Oh wow, that feels good! Take out your cock, man. I wanna see it."

I freed my boner.

"Oh, it's real big."

He reached down and stroked it.

I pulled him down on the floor into a sixty-nine position. I threaded a rubber onto my cock.

"You want to get sucked, Scotty, you gotta suck mine."

"Oh man, I don't know about that."

"Try it, you'll like it."

Scott took a couple of licks on my cock but winced. He mostly jacked my cock. I went to work on his meat. I laved the shaft below the rubber with spit. I licked his balls until they were wet. "Suck my dick. Get me off. Make me shoot."

I sucked in earnest. He heaved and poked his fat dick down my throat. I pinched his bald pubic mound. I rolled his balls around in their tight sack.

"Oh, I'm ready. Gonna cum--gonna shoot! Oh God--oh fuck!"

He tensed his smooth thighs and his cock gushed wads of hot college stud jism into the tip of the condom. His cock deflated like a balloon after he shot his load.

He jacked my cock faster and faster.

"I can't get off good that way."

"So what do you want?"

"Suck me like I did you."

"I'm sorry, man. I don't like that, the taste of the rubber, the idea of licking a dude's dick."

"Guess I'll have to fuck you."

I said it as a joke, thinking I'd settle for a hand-job. I was still wearing the rubber with the residue of his spit on it, but I figured I'd take it off and let him beat my meat for me with his hot hand.

"Fucking's dangerous, ain't it? Don't it hurt a guy's ass, like tear it up?"

"No, I'll be real gentle. I've fucked a lot of ass in my day."

"Oh man, I don't know. If I scream I'll wake up the guy sleeping over there."

"Don't worry. I'll take it easy. You've got a beautiful ass, Scott. It was made for fucking."

I was laying it on thick even for me, but Scott was mulling over the proposition. His blue eyes burned with lust.

"Okay, but don't hurt me."

I rolled the college stud over on his belly. I nibbled on his smooth, round ass. That made my cock throb. I rubbed his crack and poked my middle finger up his butthole.

"Go ahead, do it. Stick your dick in me."

He was ready and so was I. My cock leaked a lot of pre-cum inside the condom. I mounted the his firm buns and nudged my cock up his virgin hole. It sank inside. The sensation made me shudder with pleasure. When I'd said his ass was made for fucking, it was no lie.

"Oh, it hurts. Hurts a lot."

"Relax, let it go in."

I fed my dick up his hole and stayed still a moment while it adjusted to the intrusion.

He moved his ass around underneath me.

"Do it. Fuck me. Fuck me in the ass."

I humped his ass, ramming his hole, starting with slow, grinding strokes, then advancing to fast and hard thrusting.

"Your cock is so big. It's so hard."

"Your ass is hot, real tight. Take it, Scotty. Take my dick up your ass." I stuck my tongue in his ear. He closed his eyes and pursed his lips and make a little whimper.

I plowed into him, slamming my meat up his cherry hole, reaming it, stuffing it with cock.

"Go ahead. Shoot it. Shoot your load up my ass."

I shoved my cock in to the hilt and it exploded, flooding the rubber with fiery jism.

Scott was hot and sweaty beneath me. He licked his lips and sighed. "Oh shit, I can't believe it. Another guy fucking my ass, shooting his load inside me. Stay in me."

Scott rolled onto his side. He grabbed of his cock and started pounding it. That made my cock stay stiff and I slowly fucked his hole some more.

"Fuck me. I can take it. I wanna jack off while you fuck me."

Lying on my side, I humped the tall, blond college stud while he stroked his cock.

"More. Harder. Fuck me hard!"

His ass liked dick. I fucked it deep and fast.

"Do it, man. Shoot it up my ass again."

I reached under his polo shirt and tweaked his nipples. He groaned with pleasure but didn't miss a stroke, pumping his cock faster and faster.

I was ready to explode up his ass a second time when his butthole spasmed around my cock.

I saw his jizz spray all over the floor. He backed up on my cock and rotated his butt. Just like I'd said, an ass made for fucking.

"It's so hard. I can feel you cumming. Shooting up my ass. Oh shit...hot cum inside me..."

I pumped his hole for all I was worth and flooded the rubber with a second load of creamy cum, then pulled out.

"Gimme another rubber."

I gave the college stud another condom. He fitted it over his cock. This time his cock stayed hard after he got off. I still wasn't sure what he wanted to do.

Charged with sex energy and led by his stiff prick, he took control. He rolled me over onto my belly and tugged down my white pants, exposing my butt.

"Gonna fuck you. Gonna fuck you in your ass. Get ready."

He spat into my crack and slid his condomed cock up my bunghole.

"Fucking you. Fucking you in your ass. Take it. Take my big dick."

Scott rode me, like I'd imagined he'd fucked campus sluts before finding a girlfriend who didn't put out.

His big cock reamed my hole. He pulled my hair and rode hard in the saddle.

"You like it, don't you? Like getting fucked in the ass with a big dick. I'm fucking you real hard. Gonna tear up your ass. Dig it, don't you?"

"You're the best, Scott. They don't come any better. Fuck me till you cream my shithole."

I moved around and bucked back. He prodded me relentlessly. I could feel his big balls slapping against my own. A fire was building in my ass.

I bucked him over onto his side, using the lesson I'd just learned from the college stud. I fisted my cock while he twisted my tits and crammed my hole.

I shot off just seconds ahead of him. My butthole clenched his cock and brought him off.

"Cumming--cumming up your ass!" he screamed.

Despite the rubber, I could feel his hot cum cream my assguts. I grunted and rained a puddle of frothy cum onto the floor.

Afterwards, being a good orderly, I mopped up the cummy evidence and disposed of the used condoms.

"Wow, the guy didn't wake up," Scott said, glancing at the body.

"No chance. He's dead as a doornail."

"Aw fuck! You mean that's a stiff?"

"That he is."

"If I'd known I wouldn't have done it here."

"This is the only place that was safe. Haven't you heard about sex after death--being laid in the coffin?"

"You're weird, man." He grinned.

"And you're a hot fucking guy."

I don't know if Scott freaked over the dead body in the room, or if he finally persuaded his girlfriend to do it with him, or if he decided he was gay and found another college stud boyfriend, but I never had him again.

Some guys are just a flash in the pan.

Movies

What you are about to read is an absolutely true story. It still gets me excited when I think back on it.

Back when I was fifteen or so, some friends and I decided that we would go see the Laser Magic show playing at the Museum of Science in Boston. Well, when we got there we found that the early show was sold out. Not being the type to panic, we went back to the parking garage and the car where a case of beer was stored and decided to wait until tickets went on sale for the late show. Well, as luck would have it, the late show was also sold out by the time we got to the window. Then someone had the idea that we should go to the West End Pussy Cat, the porno theater by North Station, and catch a skin flick.

Well, "Debbie Does Dallas" was playing and we all got in (all but one of us was under age). This was my first trip to a porno theater and I didn't know what to expect. So there on the screen, in living color and larger than life, was the biggest cock fucking the most gorgeous cunt I had ever imagined. (You see, I had never done it with a girl before.) My cock got rock hard immediately and after watching some more of the movie, I got so excited that I had to go to the men's room and jerk-off. When I got there, there was a guy standing at the urinal next to me. When he saw me struggling to get my hard cock out of my jeans, he stepped back a ways and I could see he had a hard-on too. It was beautiful! He nodded in the direction of one of the stalls, then went in.

I followed him into the stall, and he sat down on the seat. Then he took my cock into his hand and started to stroke it and was rubbing my balls with his other hand. One of my friend's and I used to suck and fuck each other, but this was the first time a stranger had any interest in me. Watching the movie had got me so horny and the thrill of this stranger's hands on my cock was driving me so wild that I almost cummed right away. "Please God!", I prayed, "Don't let any of my friends walk in now!" He then took my cock into his mouth and gave me a glorious blow-job. The feel of his hot wet mouth on my cock was so unbearable I shot my load down his throat, and he swallowed every drop.

I was still so turned on that I got down on my knees and started to suck him off. My God, his cock was big! It had to be eight inches long and was so fat I had to stretch my mouth to fit it in. My friends cock, the only cock I had ever seen and sucked before, was only five and a half inches long. It tasted so good as I pumped my head up and down on his thick manhood. He grabbed my head and forced it down even further until the whole thing was in my mouth and pressing against the back of my throat. I gagged on it at first, but it was so yummy that I soon got used to it. I wanted to taste his cum so bad! I grabbed his balls and rolled them around in my hand. Then he began to cum. I slurped and sucked and swallowed as his hot, musky cum splashed against the back of my throat. I don't know how I managed it, but I swallowed every drop, and sucked him until his cock was limp in my mouth.

He stood up quickly, pulled up his pants, an said, "Thanks. You're pretty good at that, you know." Then he disappeared out of the men's room and back into the theater. I was in heaven. Luckily, my friends were too interested in Debbie getting her hot juicy cunt fucked to notice that I had been gone so long. That night at home, I must have jerked off at list four times.

***** A few days later, some of the same friends and I decided we would do a trip into Boston to get some Christmas shopping done. We were in the vicinity of the Combat Zone, so when it came time to go home, I made some excuse about wanting to check out a few more things and that I would make my own way home. After they departed, I almost ran down Washington Street.

As I entered the Combat Zone, my mind was boggled by the myriad of sex shops and theaters broadcasting "XXX" and the like. At random, I picked a theater and went in. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I picked a seat and proceeded to watch the movie. Being a young and healthy bisexual, my prick was soon standing at attention. Watching all the fucking and sucking was really turning me on, so I pulled out me cock and began to beat off. Soon a man came and sat in the seat directly in front of me. He turned around, pushed my hand out of the way, and took me into his mouth. "This is great!", I thought. Watching a skin flick and having my cock sucked at the same time, I milked the experience for I all I could. Despite my best efforts though, I couldn't hold it back for long and was soon spewing my cum down this man's throat. Without a word, he got up and walked away. I put myself back together and decided I would take a quit walk around myself.

Well, it seems that this particular theater, whose name escapes me, had a balcony so I decided that I would check it out. I went up stairs and leaned against the wall. All the action on the screen was getting me hard again. The next thing I knew, someone was rubbing my ass and when I turned around, this big black man was standing there. He must have realized how young I was because he asked me if I had ever had a piece of a black man before. I was a little nervous, and I said "No, but thank you just the same."

"Well, how about if I give you a blow-job then?", he asked.

"What the hell", I replied and I followed him down the stairs, through a door, and into a small hallway.

He pulled down my pants and underwear and began to suck me off. He paused for a moment and said, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a big cock?" to which I replied, "No". He reassured me that it was and continued to suck me. Soon, his hand wandered to my asshole and I felt his gentle prodding at my tight rosebud. He must have known that it felt good because I was moaning quite load by that time. Before long his whole finger was fucking my ass, and try as I may, I couldn't help but blow my load in his mouth. He stood back up and said, "Would you like to see my cock?" Without waiting for me to answer, he lowered his pants and showed me the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life. It had to be ten inches long and about as thick as my wrist. It was uncircumcised (I had never seen an uncut cock before) and black as night.

Well, after seeing the sight before me, I couldn't resist. I reached out and started to stroke it. It felt so good. I had one hand wrapped around his long cock and the other was fondling his heavy balls covered with kinky hair. I stroked it for a little while and decided to return the favor. When I got down on my knees and sucked him into my mouth, I heard him murmur "Oh, yeah." I opened my mouth wider to try and accommodate as much of him as I could, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't take it all. He was good, and didn't try to force me. I sucked him like there was no tomorrow. He must have been saving himself just for me for about a week because when he finally exploded in my mouth it seemed like he cummed forever. I swallowed as much as I could, but some drooled down my chin.

All this time, my pants were still down around my ankles and my cock was getting hard again! I couldn't believe it, all this sex in such a short period of time! When I opened my eyes, I could see the dim figure of someone watching us. My black friend told me to get down on my knees and I quickly obliged him. He began to give me my first rim job. God, I didn't think anything could feel this good. The other man, the one who was watching us, came over and positioned himself in front of me with his cock in my face. I was so horny that I took him into my mouth too, At this point, I didn't care if I sucked the whole damn theater off.

Meanwhile, my black friend stopped licking my asshole and began to finger me again. Stroke after stroke I felt his finger violate my tight hole. Then, he must have put a second finger in because my ass hurt a little, but only a little. I started to rock back and forth on his fingers, all the while, I sucking this other fellow off and loving it. Soon the man at my mouth began to cum and I swallowed all that I could. After cumming in my mouth this man positioned himself underneath me and began to suck me again. I was so horny I though I would burst.

Then the black man pulled his fingers out and I felt him position the head of his huge cock at my asshole. I pushed back gently to let him know that I wanted him to do what he had in mind. Slowly, he inserted that monster in my ass. It felt like I was being ripped open, but soon the pain began to fade away and was replaced by that wonderfully stuffed feeling you get as you are being fucked. He worked his cock in and out my ass slowly at first and then gradually accelerated the rhythm. I couldn't believe it, here I was, in a public theater getting fucked by this huge black man and sucked off by another complete stranger with the taste of cum still in my mouth. Before long, I could feel the cock in my ass get harder and fatter and I knew that he would soon cum. The thought of all this was so exciting that I knew I would cum too. Soon, I felt his cock pulse and throb in my ass and I could feel him pump his cum into me. With that I lost total control and exploded into this other guy's mouth.

The man sucking me got up and walked away, but the black man stood me, and gave me a kiss so sweet that I remember it to this day. He said, "That was wonderful, I wish we could do it again."

Of course, I never did see him again and I can't remember the name of this particular theater, but boy, do I ever remember the experience. Sometimes when I am fucking my wife, or she is fingering my asshole, I think back upon this and smile.

My First Fuck

I was eighteen at the time and had just left school and was waiting to go up to university. I'd known since puberty that I was sexually interested only in men, but hadn't had much chance to put this knowledge into practice. When I was thirteen or fourteen most of my classmates were always ready for a quick grope in the gym changing room or a wank in the long grass behind the cricket pavilion, but as we grew older there were fewer and fewer of them who were interested in this rather than chasing after girls, so that by the time I was in the second- year sixth I was the only gay person I knew, and I was pretty frustrated. I knew where all the gay pubs in town were, but at that age I was shy and insecure and would go scarlet and turn away if anyone approached me.

This particular evening I had had my usual miserable half hour in one of the bars eking out a pint of lager and surreptitiously eying up my fellow drinkers. There were all the usual faces, some of them alone and eyeing me back (I didn't realise it at the time, but I was actually quite good looking), and some in giggling groups. All these were familiar faces, but at the end of the bar was a group I hadn't seen before, a very attractive blond boy (dyed hair, I guessed) with two equally attractive but darker companions. The blond caught my eye and winked: as usual I blushed, choked back the remains of my beer, and rushed out into the street, disgusted at my own cowardice.

It was only ten o'clock, and I didn't want to go home that early, so I decided to go for a cup of coffee at a nearby coffee bar. It was deserted when I got there, and I went in, sat at the bar and ordered an espresso. A few minutes later, I heard the door go and someone came and sat on the next stool to me: with a shock I realised that it was the blond boy from the pub. "Hi", he said, "like to buy me a coffee?". Close up he looked even better than from a distance, 'though I realised he was a little older than me, perhaps twenty-two or three. He had very blond hair, almost but not quite a crew cut, a nice slim looking body, and a marvellous smile, and I began to realise that I found him very attractive. I couldn't find a word to say and just sat gaping at him with my mouth open. "Come on", he said, "don't be so shy - I'll buy you another cup instead", and he reached over and squeezed my thigh. Somehow this broke the ice, and without a whole roomful of gay men watching me I lost my shyness.

We soon got talking and discovered that we had a lot in common, the same likes in films and music and plays. "What happened to your friends?", I asked. "Oh, they're just taking a breather, then we're all going back to my flat for a nightcap - why don't come, too?" We paid for our coffees and walked back to his car, where his friends were waiting. Ben, my blond, introduced me to his friends, and he and I got into the back of the car, where he casually put his arm round my shoulders. I felt my cock leap into a full erection, painfully constrained by the tight trousers I was wearing, and it became even more uncomfortable when he took his arm away from my shoulder and started feeling me up.

When we got back to the flat we all had brandy and another coffee, and sat around for half an hour laughing and giggling, and I was amazed to find that my shyness had totally gone. Before very long, Ben's friends disappeared into a next door room. "Where are they going?", I asked naively. "Oh", he said, "just my spare bedroom. They're both married but bisexual, and they like to come round here once a week for a fuck. Don't worry about them, why don't you come and see my bedroom?"

As we went through the door he turned the light down, took me in his arms, and began to kiss me on the lips. It was wonderful, and an electric shock went through me as I felt his hard cock pushing against mine through our trousers. "Take your clothes off", he whispered, "and get on the bed". To my embarrassment he stood watching me as I did this without taking off any of his own clothes, and all my shyness returned. I lay down on the bed with my y-fronts still on, though pushed out a considerable distance in front of me...

"Now watch," he said, and slowly began to undress in front of me. I gasped as he revealed an almost perfect body, slim but muscular, and without a hair on it apart from round his crutch, where it became apparent that his hair wasn't dyed after all. His cock was beautiful - no more than average size, but uncircumcised and beautifully proportioned, and very erect. He came and sat on the bed beside me, and started massaging my cock through my y-fronts. "Why don't you take those silly things off," he said, and began to slip them down over my thighs. Mission accomplished he lay down on top of me and began to kiss me passionately on the lips, rubbing and pushing his body against mine. My cock felt as if it wanted to burst, and I could feel it beginning to ooze fluid. "Open your mouth," he whispered, and when I did so pushed his tongue in and began to kiss and suck me. I gasped with astonishment and pleasure as we greedily lapped up each other's saliva. We turned on our sides, pushing hungrily against each other, and fondling each other's cock and balls. Soon he moved down my body and began to suck and nibble at my nipples, and then even lower as he licked my balls and took my throbbing cock into his mouth. I was almost fainting with pleasure. "Let me do you," I pleaded, and he lay on his back while my tongue licked down his body. His cock was uncircumcised but beautifully clean, and his whole crutch had the scent of new mown hay. I had never taken a man's cock into my mouth before, but somehow I knew exactly what to do, and sucked and tongued him while his hands ran through my hair. Soon he slipped round into a sixty- nine position, and we devoured each other's hot flesh. "Stop, stop", I begged, "I can't hold back much longer." "OK", he said, "roll over on to your stomach and we'll get on with it."

Get on with what, I wondered, but soon found out as he swiftly lubricated his cock and pushed hard into my virgin arsehole. It hurt like hell, and I bucked and pushed him off me. "Oh, sorry", he said casually, not realising how much pain he'd caused me, "was a that a bit too fast? Second time lucky!" And he began to push in again. By the time his cock was no more than an inch inside me I was in such pain that I was biting my lip to hold back the tears and I begged him to stop. He rolled me over on my back, switched on the bedside light, and began to kiss me very gently on the lips. "Whatever's the matter?" he asked, looking straight into my eyes, "why so tense?". "I've never done it before," I confessed, "and I didn't realise it was going to hurt so much." "Really?" he laughed, "a real live virgin? Well don't worry sweetheart - Uncle Ben won't hurt you again and is going to give you a memorable first time. Roll over on to your stomach again." I did so, and tensed in anticipation of another assault, but instead felt him gently wiping me, and then his tongue began to gently lick the crease between my buttocks. I slowly relaxed, and as I did so felt his tongue slip deeper and deeper into the crevice until it was lubricating my poor tender arsehole and venturing gently inside. I began to moan and squirm with pleasure. All too soon he stopped and rolled me onto my back. "Now open your legs," he commanded, "and bend your knees."

As I did so, I saw him reach for the lubricant and anoint the palm of one hand and a finger of the other. He grasped my cock with his slippery hand and began slowly to wank me, while his finger inserted itself into my now much less unwilling arsehole. His finger was soon in up to the hilt, and as he began to massage my prostate gland more and more fluid began to ooze out and lubricate his hand. "Right," he said, "I think you're just about ready. Put your legs over my shoulders." As I did so he knelt in front of me, removed his finger from my arsehole, and began gently to insert his cock, which like my own was slippery with pre-cum juice and KY. At first it hurt, but not nearly so much as last time. "Just relax," he whispered, "we're almost there". Soon his cock was fully inside me, an incredible sensation I had never dreamed of, and as he began to move slowly and rhythmically inside me the pain gave way to unbelievable pleasure, and I writhed with delight. "I can't hold back much longer," he gasped, "are you nearly there?" "Yes, oh yes, please make me cum," I begged.

With that his movements inside me became more and more vigorous and his slippery fingers moved faster and faster up and down my throbbing cock. "I'm coming," I shouted, "I'm coming," and I came with such force that I felt a jet of my own cum shoot up and hit me on forehead. Ben lent over and began greedily to lick it up; I felt his cock expand inside me to its fullest extent as he groaned in the delights of his own tremendous orgasm and shot his load deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me as we both lay gasping for breath. Later, he gently eased himself out of me, and we lay together then fell asleep in each other's arms.

Next morning I woke with a sore behind, but a smile on my lips: I was a real gay man at last.

Carl

Leopard JockStrap? Here? At Olympus!? Well, I ain't complaining, but someone might... "Fluorescent Leopard JockStrap ... Recommended by Doctors." Why would doctors want to recommend fluorescent JockStraps? Oh well... I hunted out my size and un-hooked it from the rail... I looked around the shop to see there were only six people in the shop, one customer (me) and five staff... my gaze then shifted back to the guy at the counter, towards which I was now heading. He was 6'2"+, blonde and maybe about 20-ish. I placed my intended possession onto the counter, he picked it up, shot a small smile at me, and then said; "If you wouldn't mind waiting a moment sir, I must just go and check something with this article."

He disappeared into a back room, so I decided to have a look at the rest of the staff. It was Thursday afternoon, and they had nothing better to do than to chat each other up. Two guys, two girls - all in sports gear (but what do you expect in a sports shop? And they weren't very interesting either - quite traditional, actually - not even kinky! Oh well...

The blonde arrived back, with a cheeky grin on his face He picked up a bag from behind the counter, and slipped the box into it, pausing slightly, which brought my attention to the piece of paper inside the box which read "URGENT". I flashed a puzzled, acknowledging look back at him, and he said "That's six ninety nine, please, sir." I placed a ten pound note on the counter "Thank you, sir, here's your change. Call again soon."

He finished, with another grin, and a touch of irony to his voice. I picked up the bag and my change the headed out of the shop, glancing at the rest of the staff, who hadn't seemed to notice I was there. I also looked at my watch - it read 13:15. Lunchtime!

McDonalds was my next port of call. Having received my food, I then set about trying to find the quietest (which wasn't hard, there were only about four other customers about, and one of them a wino who was about to be thrown out, so...) and the most private corner in the whole place. Now, this WAS hard! Have you ever tried to find a private corner in McDonalds besides the toilet booths? Those places are designed for you to feel vulnerable while eating, if you are all alone. I found a place that was just about good enough: upstairs, hiding behind a plastic rubber plant.

I finally let my curiosity get the better of me Putting down my half-eaten Quarter Pounder, I quickly pulled the box from the Olympus bag and, having opened it, three things came out: A black-and-pink 'Athletic Support'; a folded piece of paper with "URGENT" written on it; and the pink-and-black packaging. Replacing the JockStrap and packing, I unfolded the piece of paper. This is what it said.

Hi there!

You may consider me totally disgusting in placing a message into the packaging of your JockStrap, and if so, DO NOT READ any more of this letter. Put it into the nearest litter bin.

(I read on...)

So - you have decided to carry on reading. You have just purchased a very interesting article of clothing, and I was wondering if you might like to try it on ... soon ... and maybe with some help?

OK, so you now think I AM disgusting, but please don't take this to my manager. I risked my job in the hope that you might want to meet. Also, I think you bought the JockStrap to attract attention and to show off. If so, come back to the shop, and go to the 'accessories' stand (where all the JockStraps and ankle protectors are), and I will meet you there so we can arrange something.

Carl.

What the hell! - I HAD bought that JockStrap to attract attention. I finished my meal quickly, then walked (read "sprinted"!) back to Olympus. As I entered the shop, I looked around to see four large families, each trying to buy matching trainers for all of their kids. There were now six staff, and Carl saw me and moved towards the accessory stand. I walked to join him, and decided to make 'the first move'. "Hi! Got your note."

"Yes, um, you didn't think..."

"No, I'd love to meet. Where?"

His face lit up, and it made me think ... maybe he wasn't that old. I now reckoned about nineteen ... so he was now only a year older than me ... and he had a beautiful 'public school' accent. He replied, "Well, what about the city leisure centre?"

"Yeah, fine by me. What time?"

"I get off shift at two. I'll meet you outside the centre at two oh five," and then, as one of the children approached, "No, I'm sorry sir, we don't stock the fluorescent green ones, only fluorescent pink, but they're just as good to tee-off with." He grinned again, and went to help the small boy locate the rest of his family. On leaving, I glanced at my watch - the time was 13:49, so I ambled my way slowly across town to the leisure centre, arriving at two o'clock.

Carl arrived exactly on time, he was wearing black tracksuit trousers and a white Olympus T-shirt, and carrying a large blue "Head" bag. It was his turn to start the conversation. "Hi there, I see you made it," he grinned, motioning inside. "Well, shall we go swimming then?"

"Yeah, sure." I answered enthusiastically.

Then he smiled, and said "By the way, I don't know your name!"

I laughed, and answered "Jon, as in Jonathon."

"OK, Jon, as in Jonathon, let's go inside."

We went up the large stone steps and walked in. The woman at the cash desk barely noticed us. "Yes Luv?"

"Uh, two, for swimming please."

"That's two pound thirty, Luv."

"OK, here you go, thanks."

Carl picked up the tickets and locker tags, and I followed him into the changing rooms. As changing rooms go, they were quite normal: white tiles, wooden benches, the sweet smell of sweat, nothing unusual - except for the absence of private booths, which was really quite fun. There were three others in there besides Carl and Myself - listening to their conversations, I found out that their names were Dave, Andy and Ian.

They were all about fifteen or sixteen, and quite well developed. Dave was 5'9", quite white, and wearing white Y-Fronts. He also had wet hair. I realised they had all been swimming already ... so my hopes of seeing one of them nude were dashed, I thought. Andy, however, still had his swim trunks on. White Speedo 'Bikini' style - very fetching.

At that moment, I realised I had no trunks or towel. About to mention this to Carl, he produced a pair of black Bikini Trunks, and a towel. "Here you go," he said, grinning (as ever). "You might need these!" Having turned to focus my attention back to Andy, I saw him drop his trunks and turn toward the wall. Nice arse... Carl nudged me. "Just off to the john, Jon!" he said. I acknowledged.

And then Ian. Wow! He was 6' plus, lightly tanned, and very well hung. He had only just walked in, having been in the shower, so of course he was nude. He was rather hairy, had a very muscular body and a large penis, which was uncut. He flashed a smile at me, picked up his towel, turned around and started to dry off.

Where was Carl? I decided to go and locate him, and I walked off toward the toilet area, where I saw him having a pee He turned around and smiled at me. I suddenly felt an urge for a urination. Both of us having finished, we returned to the main changing area, and went toward our 'spot'.

There was no-one else in the room any more, and I now turned to Carl. He undid the buttons of his T-shirt, and pulled it up over his head and put it into his bag. He then sat down and took off his Reeboks and socks (I decided to remove my shoes and sock at this point too). He had a gorgeously smooth chest, with very muscular arms, and a hairy navel.

He put his thumbs together, then down between his body and his trousers - and he then moved his thumbs around to his sides. He pushed his trousers down quickly, stepped out of them and put them into his bag. Now he turned to face me, he had a Leopard JockStrap on ... and he was huge! He stood with his legs open directly in front of me and said, "What do you think?"

I leant forwards and planted a kiss on his navel ... then stepped back. His legs were just as muscular as the rest of his body, and they were slightly hairy too. He spun around, he had a very good arse. Lightly tanned and very smooth. I kissed his back.

"Your turn" he said, now facing me, evidently comfortably erect. I undid the buttons on my shirt, then removed it and faced him, all I was now wearing was my Levi 501's, no briefs. He waited. Slowly, I unbuttoned my flies, then pushed my 501's to the ground, stepped out of them and looked him straight in the eye.

He knelt down, still keeping eye contact, and slowly kissed my penis, carefully pushing his tongue into my foreskin, then he stood up and removed his JockStrap. He WAS huge! I then knelt down and kissed him exactly the same way. "Plenty of time for more of that after we've swum" he said, and reached for his trunks. I pulled on the black trunks he'd given me, and carefully folded myself into them - not that they were too small, but I was very big, thanks to him.

We walked to our lockers, putting our stuff away, then out into the pool. He made a perfect racing dive (straight legs & arms) and went storming off up to the deep end. I, on the other hand, was more interested in the bodies about! I counted just twelve people in the pool area, not including the life-guards or Carl (or myself): seven female, five male. The females were a group, they were all about 14 and boring ... giggling and staring (well, I didn't mind the staring, in fact, I made quite a show, but the giggling! eugh!). The males? There were three old guys having a leisurely swim, and two boys also about 14 who appeared to know the group of 'girlies'.

Anyway, Carl and I then spent the next hour or so swimming after each other. The first time he caught me, he pulled my trunks down and rubbed me up slightly, then put me back again ... nobody saw. We saw the departure of all those who had been in the pool when we got in, and the arrival of a Women's Institute group (read "gang"!) who spent their time eying us up as much as possible. This also spoilt our fun. Three hunky guys also came in, but they looked straighter than a Roman Road. They left, and we followed about three minutes after.

As we walked back into the changing rooms, Carl whispered "Well, this is where the fun starts! Let's hurry into the showers." And with that, I hurried. Carl didn't follow, though: he went to his locker and brought something out (good lockers here, you could open them again and again rather than having to pay money).

The three guys were in the showers. They were all, as I said, hunks, and peeking around the corner of the shower wall, I could see they were also all wanking off. A very nice sight it was too, but as soon as I rounded the corner with an erection, they disappeared ... obviously shy.

Carl walked up behind me and kissed the back of my neck Then he started to massage my anus with K-Y Jelly. He went on to massage my balls, then as he knelt down in front of me, I could see that his penis, huge between his thighs, was now touching the floor. He carefully started to suck me off, tenderly licking my foreskin back ... and starting to suck. My hands went to the side of his head, to slowly pull him back and forth along my shaft. The water was everywhere, refreshing me, but I was feeling good anyway.

He was still massaging my anus with K-Y, and on the floor I could see the K-Y tube, and a silver foil package - condoms, of course! I was slowly starting to climax, he realised, and stopped everything he was doing, suddenly and completely. I almost came, but managed to settle down He ordered me to kneel down ... it was his turn.

He stood in front of me, and, as I was kneeling down, he towered above me. I took his penis into my mouth just as slowly as he had mine. He took hold of my head ... I started to carefully lick the very tip of his penis. His hands started to get quite forceful, slowly pulling me back and forth, as I had now licked his foreskin back as far as it would go. He tasted just as good as he looked. He started to moan, and I reached down to the floor, picked up the K-Y Jelly in my free hand, and slowly started to massage some into his anus. His hands got more forceful...

I stopped, picked up the pack of condoms and stood up. Our penises touched. "Carl, I want to fuck you."

"Mmmmmm, please do." He replied, and turned around.

I unsealed one of the condoms, and rolled it down my penis. Kissing the small of his back, I entered him. We both groaned very loudly, and he opened his legs as far as he could. I began to slowly move back and forth inside him. His huge hands held my thighs, and I then grabbed his penis, slowly wanking him off - and I still had some K-Y on my hand...

The grunting and groaning hadn't gone unnoticed, and two fifteen year olds started to peer round the corner. I climaxed! It had to be the most amazing orgasm I'd ever had. The two fifteen year olds walked in, and started to wank off, staring at us.

"What are you looking at?" Carl said (his voice only just steady).

"Uh, nothing!"

"Come here."

The boys approached. I knelt down in front of the guy with the biggest penis, and took it into my mouth. He came in my mouth thirty seconds later, just before his friend, who had had the same treatment from Carl. They left.

"Oh well, they were rather bor..." I said, but was interrupted by Carl, who had suddenly entered me. I made a large groaning sound, and just relaxed into apoplexy. He had a hold of my penis, and was wanking me in rhythm with his shafting ... back and forth, as he started to moan. I was no longer there. We climaxed together!

After disengaging, we showered down and relaxed. I had just had the most amazing experience. We went to our lockers to get our clothes, then back to the same spot where we had first undressed together. I got off with him, we both had the fifteen year olds' cum still in our mouths... We wanked... Then we dried off, and I pulled on my new jock.

"Beautiful," said Carl. "Fancy a sauna?"

But that's another story...