The Baths

He was short, dark haired with a thin moustache. His chest showed only thin traces of hair from the navel to the top of the towel. His face was round, almost cherubic and he smiled as we passed each other in the dark hallway. We passed each other several times, our eyes meeting, looking, waiting. I circled back again, but he was not in sight. As I continued down the hall, I passed an open door. The halls were dark, the room light was dim, but there was no mistaking who was in there.

He lay there stroking his cock slowly. He watched me watching him. Our eyes met again. He said nothing, but those eyes appealed to me to enter. I closed the door behind me, sat on the bed and began stroking his legs. He continued to stroke his cock as I massaged his legs. My hands slowly worked their way upward as I continued to massage. He stopped stroking his cock and lay there enjoying the attention my hands were giving him.

I passed over his cock and began to massage his shoulders and chest. He started to moan as I touched my tongue to one of his nipples while I massaged the other. I shifted my sucking to the other nipple and it hardened immediately. He pulled me up and we kissed - long and deep. Our tongues explored each other's mouths, our lips never parting as he pulled my body up onto the bed to lay alongside him.

We lay there, embracing for what seemed like an eternity - still kissing. He rolled me over onto my back and began to massage me. Starting with my ears, he took my ear lobes and rubbed them between his fingers. He continued massaging my face, rubbing my forehead, eyes, cheeks - softly, gently, lovingly. He continued down, to my chest and finally, he reached my cock, which he sucked into his mouth and bathed with his tongue.

As he sucked on me, I could see that he had again began to stroke himself, and looked up at me with those intense eyes. He moved his body forward, till his ass was positioned over my cock. He lowered himself down on me and began to slowly move back and forth with me deep inside his tight hole. I removed his hand from his cock, and slowly massaged the head which was covered with precum.

As he increased the tempo of his movement, I could feel the stirrings of ecstasy approaching. We were both breathing heavily. I was about to come and could feel him flexing his ass muscles as he began to rise and descend over me. As my moans grew louder, he picked up speed and began to spurt gobs of his milky fluid all over my chest. The sight of these lakes of cum brought me to an unbelievable climax.

At first, I thought it would never end, then I wished it would continue forever. He continued to ride me, even though I had stopped pumping. My still hard cock enjoying the tight confines of his ass. He slowed down and then raised himself off of me and began to clean his cum from my chest. When he was done, he began to suck my cock again, cleaning and tonguing around it.

He began to suck my balls into his mouth and spread my legs apart to make it easier to get at them. He kept going lower and began to raise my legs into the air. Further and further he went till his tongue reached my puckered hole. I knew what this would lead to and I wanted it - bad. I turned over, and he continued his tongue assault on my hot ass.

After a few more minutes, a single finger was inserted to test how relaxed I was. It slid in easily and began to massage my insides, causing my rock hard cock to begin oozing again. He removed his finger and resumed his sucking, reaching into me with his tongue. As he went deeper, he began to raise my ass higher. I turned to look at him and our eyes met. He knew what I wanted....

He raised himself up and easily inserted his cock into my waiting hole. I came almost instantly, pumping wildly without even touching myself. He continued to fuck me and enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed him being in me. Coming twice was unusual for me, but amazingly enough, I was still hard, and felt that I may even come again. As he continued plunging into me, he reached around and began to stroke my cock with one hand and my balls with the other. I began to moan as he picked up speed, shoving in and pulling out, pushing deeper each time.

As I felt I was near again, I reached around and pulled him deeper into me. I shot and hit the wall five feet away as he began to pump his come deep into my ass. I could feel his cock pulsing as I came, pumping deep. We both fell forward, his cock still inside of me, still exciting me. After a few minutes, he pulled out and lay down next to me. We held each other and fell asleep. I was awaken by his kiss. He started to massage my cock again, but I knew that now, it was fruitless.

We showered together, soaping and cleaning each other. We each went to our rooms to dress, and when I came out, he was gone. We met again several months later, but that's for another story.

The Bookstore

A cold wintry day brought nothing much to do for Tom so he got in his 4X4 and decided to go and visit the local bookstore and see the new features.

It wasn't the first time he had been there, he could be considered a "regular", if there were a term for that sort of thing.

As he turned into the back parking lot of the store he saw there were no other cars there, so he thought, "oh well, solitary again". But continued in. Once inside he saw the owner and the cashier, they knew each other, by site any way and all were cordial.

Tom proceeded to the male movie rack and looke through them while looking over the store to see if anyone else was in the place. There wasn't. "Damn", he thought.

He picked up a movie for preview, brought it to the counter and paid the price. On his way back to the preview booth he was almost run over by a 6' blue eyed guy, who looked to be in a hurry, where wasn't obvious, as the guy went past Tom and than turned around and headed back the other way to the bathrooms.

"Straight", Tom thought."Cute, but probably straight".

Tom got a soda and went into the preview booth. He still had thoughts about the guy as the movie started and thinking, "what the hell", let his door open a crack.

The movie was doing as expected and Tom's cock was starting to stir. He adjusted it in his sweatpants (the most comfortable and easiest to "work" in (and out of), and kept stealing glances out of the door.

He hadn't seen the guy for about 10 minutes and Tom was thinking he must either be watching a movie or just jacking off somewhere. "Oh, well, Tom thought, and started jacking his 7" uncut cock in his pants.

He got braver and slipped his pants down to his knees and lifted his sweatshirt up so he could play with his nipples.

The action was getting hotter on the screen and Tom was intently watching three guys sucking each other and this made his precum leak.

"God that would be fun, two other guys in here and me sucking there BIG cocks!"

He continued to stroke his cock and closed his eyes imagining the fun when the door handle turned (althought it was open) and the blond stuck his head in!

Tom's cock jumped, and his heart started pounding a little harder! The guy looked at Tom and his cock and than at the TV screen and just as quickly, pulled his head out and shut the door!

"Straight", Tom thought.

He heard rustling in another booth and the door opened wide and the blond came in and dropped his coat on the floor and closed the door behind him locking it.

He just stood there and watched the movie and Tom kept jacking his cock and playing with his nipples.

As suddenly the guy was on his knees and was shoving his mouth down on Tom's cock!

"GGGAAuuhhh", Tom moaned. The guy was taking as much as he could and Tom was stroking the back of his head and feeding him as much as he could take.

This story has more to it, if you want more, just let me know.

Hot Summer Evening

It was a hot summer evening as I was skiming through some chat rooms when I was invited over to this guys hotel room. He informed me that some other guys were also invited over and that it would be alot of fun. Well, I hesitated at first but I couldnt refuse such an offer. A little background on myself I was 23 and had never had sex with another man.

I was nervous when I knocked on the door, but was calmed when he opened the door to greet me, his name was Mike and he was about 35, there was already someone else there, another older man named Dan, he was about 32 and married. We sat around drinking some beers to loosen up when there was a knock at the door. Mike opened the door and in came Frank, he was my age and that put me more at ease. All four of us sat around chatting when Mike suggested we get started. This was it, Mike took Dans hand as they went into the bedroom. Frank and I just sat there talking both he and I had never done this before so we agreed to take a look at what was going on in the bedroom. They were both naked lying on the bed as Mike was sucking on Dans cock. Instantly I wanted to play as well so I grabbed hold of Mikes dick and jerked it off for a little, I couldnt believe what I was doing. All of the sudden Frank grabbed my hand and led me into the bathroom. He instructed me to remove my clothes, he didnt have to tell me twice, I stripped down as fast as I could, as he did the same. Then I took the initiative, I steppped into the shower and turned on the water, he followed in right after me. Frank was behind me as I felt him press up against me his hands feeling up my chest as they found there way down to my cock, I could feel his cock harden as it pressed between my ass. I knew exactly what I wanted at this point and that was to suck that hot , hard cock of his. So I turned around got on my knees and put my mouth around his cock

slowly I started to work his cock down my throat, gagging a bit but holding it in. I worked his cock slowly sliding down his whole length and up to the tip, my hands worked on his ass, I used this to thrust his cock deeper down my throat. It wasnt very long before I felt him tense up and shoot his load down my throat and all over my face and hair. It was an amazing feeling, I felt like such a slut. This made me hornier than ever. I quickly got up and without drying off went to the bedroom as Frank followed.

Mike and Dan were going at it Dan was sucking off mike at this point. I just got on the bed, got on my hands and knees and begged them to fuck me from behind, without any hesitation, Dan began to lick my asshole as Mike slipped a condom on. Mike then got into position behind me and slowly worked his cock into my virgin ass, it hurt so bad I screamed out, but he knew exactly what he was doing and in no time the pain subsided as I felt a rush of pleasure throughout my body. In no time he had his whole cock inside me. Oh god it felt soo good I felt like such a faggot this feeling only got me hotter as I begged him to fuck me like a bitch. Slowly he began to pump his cock in and out of me. I was on the verge of tears it hurt so good. I begged for more, deeper and faster. He grabbed hold of my waste and thrusted his cock deep inside, I gasped for air. As he continued his fucking I began to cry out in an orgasmic rush. I was so loud, screaming out to be fucked the whole building must have heard, but I didnt care, I wanted everyone to know how good it felt. This got him real excited, he was pounding away at me. He started to call me a little whore. My cock was hard as a rock as I got enough enrgy to start jerking it off, this was too much I felt like passing out, it felt so good. I felt myself about to cum as I screamed at Mike to cum inside me. As soon as he heard this I felt him ram his dick inside me so hard as I felt his cock spasm into orgasm, as soon as I felt his release I instantly came. The wave took over my entire body as we both screamed out and he collapsed onto me.

As soon as we regained our composure, I looked up to see Dan sitting in the chair jerkingoff. I got up walked over, straddled Dan and slowly sank my ass down on his cock, Dan was alot bigger then Mike and I felt it, I couldnt control myself, I began to pump my ass up and down his shaft. I looked over to see That Mike was enjoying Franks member, buried deep within his ass.

Needless to say it was a wonderful beginning to my career as a cocksucking faggot

With Marks dare was the catalyst for a very hot evening. He dared me to do the same as Derek had(how unorigional I thought). I got up out of my chair as all eyes were upon me and began to give these guys a show. At first I was nervous but that subsided as I began to become excited as the guys cheered me on.

By now I was completely naked and getting hornier and hornier by the second. As I looked over to Derek I noticed that his cock was fully erect. That was all I needed, I strutted myself over to him and began to gyrate my crotch inches from his face. With both his hands free he grabbed hold of my hips, I could hear the other guys cheer us on. I pulled Derek out of his chair, as he stood up I dropped to my knees in front of him. With one hand I grabbed hold of his cock and with the other I grabbed hold of his firm ass. I began to lick the tip of his cock, slowly working my tounge along his entire cock. Derek began to moan, as he placed his hands on my head and running his fingers through my hair.

I looked up at Derek, to meet his stare and with our eyes locked I slowly swallowed his entire cock down my mouth and throat. He threw his head backand moaned as I began to pump his dick inside my mouth. After a few minutes I pulled my mouth of his cock and ordered him to lay on the floor. As soon as he was down I continued to suck down that cock of his. I turned around to see the other guys just watching us, I didnt want to exclude anyone from our fun so I invited them to join in. I wiggled my ass at them and asked Mark to fuck me. I then continued to play with my prize.

In no time I felt Marks warm wet tounge exploring my asshole, I just kept on sucking. I then felt his one hand grab my waist while his other slowly slipped in his cock. Fuck it felt so good as it slipped in deeper into my ass. I felt Dereks body begin to tense up, so I increased my tempo as Mark pushed his cock in me as far as it could go. An eruption of cum filled my mouth and covered my face, as Derek unloaded in exctasy. Mark began to pump his organ inside my ass, FUCK ME,FUCK ME HARDER I begged Mark as cum was dripping out of my mouth and off my face. This must have gotten him excited because in no time I felt his body tense up as he rammed his rod deep inside me and unleash his load.

The Shower

His name was Chip. Short for Charles. Charles Goddard. It was a good name. The same name as his fathers. He was a chip off the old block. He stood 6'1" and weighed around 175 pounds. Long dark hair, cut like some of the rock stars he loved to listen to. His smile was something else. He would flash that smile and it would melt the heart of any girl he happened to meet. He liked girls. He liked them very much. He would dream about girls. Many mornings he would get up from his bed and find definite evidence the he had been dreaming about girls.

He go up this morning and, as usual, it was evident that he had, again, been in never-never land with a girl. He stood up from the bed and headed for the community shower that the hotel provided. He threw a towel around his slender hips and opened the door to his room. It was a bit cold this morning and the hallway had a slight breeze. He shivered and started down the hallway. Entering the community shower, he found it empty. So much the better. He removed the towel and hung it on one of the hooks by the shower stalls. His thumbs snagged the sides of his underwear and he slipped them down over his hips and let the fall from his long legs to the floor. When they hit the floor, he hitched a toe under the elastic and kicked his leg up, sending his briefs into the air, only to reach out and catch them with his hand as they came down. He hung them up next to his towel and stepped into the stall.

He looked around again, to make sure he was alone and then let his hand slip down to grasp his flaccid cock. He grasped his cock and balls in one hand and squeezed. It felt so good that he let out a soft low moan. He then reached to turn the water on. Adjusting the flow to needle-sharp and warm, he stepped under the spray. Running his hands over his chest, he thought to himself, "how smooth my body is and any girl would go for it." His hand slipped down and around to his smooth and let out another low moan. Remembering the girl in his dream, his cock began to grow. It lifted out from his large ball-sac and hung suspended about three inches from his balls.

He again rubbed his hands over his chest, marveling at the softness of his smooth skin. The only body hair he had were a few inch-long hairs that surrounded his nipples. His fingers found their way to his nipples and he caressed them softly until they also stood out, forming almost perfect mounds, that looked like the erasers on new pencils. He bent his head down as far as he could, then stuck his tongue out to lick the top of his left nipple. When his tongue touched the tip of his nipple, a tingle shot through his body and his cock stood up and out to its full eight inch length. His body was twitching and his heart was racing. Blood was starting to pound in his ears.

Chip was so turned on to himself, that he did not notice the door to the community shower open and admit the young man. Chip had moved his hand down to his groin and was slowly stroking his rigid erection. His hips were slowly bucking back and forth. Slowly, Chip moved his free hand around to his clenching buttocks and ran his fingers down and then up the crack. His index finger probing deeper and deeper into the cleft of his ass.

The boy who had entered the shower room just stood there and studied Chip making love to himself. The boys heart began to beat faster as he watched Chip push his finger deeper into his crack. The boy reached down and slipped his hand under his towel and grabbed hold of his own expanding cock and squeezed, when he saw Chip lower his body to give his finger better access to his pink and pulsating asshole. Chip had began to finger-fuck himself as his body lowered. The boy was now fully erect and the towel had slid to the floor. He stood in the middle of the shower room, watching Chip. The boys free hand was was squeezing the nipples, first one, then the other, on his hairless chest and he was slowly jacking himself off.

Chip was bringing himself closer to orgasm. He had recently discovered that he could increase his pleasure by sticking his finger in his asshole while jacking off. He increased the speed of his hand over his cock and with his eyes tightly closed, he thrust his hips forward, just as he erupted, spilling his hot cum all over the floor of the shower stall. As he started to relax, Chip heard something that startled him. The moan of ecstasy, coming from the middle of the room. He jerked his eyes open and saw the young man standing in the middle of the room erupt in spasms, shooting ropes of cum high into the air. It seemed that the boy would never stop cumming.

Chip quickly turned so that the boy would not see his still rock-hard cock. He turned quite red at realizing that he had been observed by the boy in the room. He was also curious. He glanced over his shoulder at the boy, quickly, and discovered that the boy had fallen to his knees in the middle of the room, with his head hung back with his eyes closed. He was just kneeling there, with his chest rising and falling to his rapid breathing.

Chip looked more closely at the boy and realized that he was the same young man who occupied the room across the hall from his own. Chip felt somewhat intrigued about the feeling that was racing through his body. Chip KNEW that he was straight. He had never even given thought to having sex with another man. He was strictly for girls. But still, his cock was rock-hard while he was staring at the boy on the floor. He sensed a strange feeling stirring in his balls. He turned away from the boy and started to soap himself. Shortly, he heard the water start to run in the stall next to his. He continued to wash himself. For some reason, he could not get the thought of the boy out of his mind. Maybe it was because the boy had some feminine characteristics about him. Slender, like himself, smooth hairless body.

Chip was about to push the boy out of his mind when he heard the water stop in the boys stall. The boy had left the stall and had stepped to the center of the room and had bent over to pick up the towel that he had forgotten. His backside was toward Chip. Chip watched the boy towel himself off. The boy bent to dry his legs and chip saw the hairless ass-crack, and suddenly found himself with a stiffening prick. What is happening to me," was the thought going through Chips mind, when the boy turned and looked right a him. The boys gaze dropped to Chips hard cock and his tongue slid around his lips, moistening them.

Chip stepped back towards the rear of the stall, when the boy suddenly started towards him. Without realizing what he was doing, Chip reached out his hand and encircled the boys just rising cock. The boy stepped into the stall with Chip. He was a full head shorter than Chip and he pushed his now hard cock between Chips legs. Chip automatically closed his legs on the boys erection. A low moan came from the boys throat and his hands slipped around Chips body, grabbing his asscheeks and pulling them apart and also pulling Chip tighter to him. The air reaching Chips now exposed asshole, caused Chip to gasp for breath. Then Chip almost died when the boy quickly dropped to his knees in front of him jamming his mouth down over Chips raging hard-on, all the way to his dark bushy patch of pubic hair. He could feel the boys tongue licking at his balls. Chip started to tremble and had to grasp for the rod that ran around three sides of the stall, just to hold himself up. He had had blow-jobs before, from women, but this was a totally different feeling. The boy slowly moved his mouth up and down the entire length of Chips cock. Then, just as quickly, the boy sat down on the stall floor, gaining better access to Chips churning testicles. His tongue licking first one ball, then the other. The boys fingers probing the crack of Chips ass. Chips cock was now standing so stiff that it actually ached. Chip looked down at the boy in wide-eyed wonder. His thoughts racing, Chip realized that he was actually enjoying what was happening to him.

The boy slid further under Chip and his tongue started to probe the split of Chips ass. The sensation was so great that Chip started to buckle at the knees. This movement drove the boys still tongue right to the spot it was seeking. Chips rosy asshole. Chip let out a loud groan and let his body sink deeper onto the boys tongue. He quickly found himself bending over with the boy on his knees, behind him. The boy wrapped his hands around Chips midsection and pulled him hard. So hard, in fact, that the boys rigid tongue slipped past the muscle that held Chips pucker tightly closed. That was all Chip could take. He bent almost double and grasped the cheeks of his ass and pulled them as hard as he could, and let the boys tongue deeply enter his asshole. Chip was pushing his ass further back and then pulling his ass away from the boys tongue. He was crazy about having his ass tongue-fucked by this boy.

Chips body was all aquiver with emotion. His senses were acute. He could feel the boys tongue going in and out of his asshole. He was LOVING it. Before he realized it, he heard himself cry, "FUCK MY ASS WITH THAT TONGUE!" The boy heard him and probed even deeper with his tongue. Chip started bucking back and forth and grabbed the boys hard cock and started to jack him off. In seconds, the boy was moaning and trembling just as badly as Chip. Chip looked at the boys rigid cock and suddenly wanted that 7 inch piece of meat in his ass. Ship lowered his asshole from the boys mouth and gently eased himself down on the boys cock.

His ass was so well lubricated from the boys spit that soon the head of the boys cock was inside him. Just then, it seemed, the whole world exploded around him. The pain was intense, but also so pleasurable, that Chip jammed his ass down on the boys cock so hard that they both ended up sitting on the floor of the shower. Chip was impaled on the boys cock and both extreme pain and heady pleasure were wracking Chips whole body. Recovering slightly, Chip scrambled to his knees, holding onto the boy and pulling him up with him. Chip started to back into the boy, stuffing the boys cock even deeper into his ass channel. They both soon picked up an easy rhythm and the boy started to plow Chips ass with a vengeance.

Before Chip realized what was happening, his cock shot out a stream of cum so hard that he heard it hit the wall with a SPLAT! He shot wad after wad of hot cum. Chip felt the boy starting to cum also. He felt the boys cock grow to even larger proportions inside of him. The boy started to thrust forward and back and began a low moan that signaled his impending eruption into Chips ass. Suddenly Chip felt the flow of the boys steaming hot semen start to fill up his ass. The boys juice just kept coming and coming. Feeling the boy give one final hard thrust into his ass, both the boy and Chip, exhausted, fell onto the floor of the shower stall.

The boy on top of Chip, his cock still pulsing and buried deeply inside of Chip. The boy soon started to stir and pull out of Chip. Chip automatically clenched his ass muscles in an attempt to keep the boy buried inside of him. The boy, though, was persistent. Soon Chip found himself laying on his back and the boy was down between his legs, with his face buried in Chips crotch. Chip felt his cock starting to grow hard again. This boy was an expert in the art of getting someone up again. As soon as Chip was fully hard again, the boy looked into Chips eyes and then turned around and grabbed his asscheeks and spread them apart for Chip. Chip looked at the boys slender ass and then his eyes saw the tiny puckered hole in its center. The boys asshole was pulsating, in anticipation. Remembering the pleasure that he had just received, Chip got to his knees behind the boy and fingered his asshole. Tentatively, Chip bent his head toward the pulsing hole and gently flicked out his tongue, to touch the lips of that moist and pink orifice. Chip liked the feel of the asshole against the tip of his tongue.

Chip then pushed the tip of his tongue further forward and felt the lips of the boys asshole open up to admit it deeper. The boy emitted a low growling moan and that spurred Chip onward to tongue-fucking the boy, just as he had been tongue-fucked earlier. Chip couldn't help but notice that the boys cock was hard again and he could feel the pressure building within his own balls. His cock was pulsating in an even tempo with the boys pulsing asshole. Chip reached between the boys legs and pulled the throbbing meat towards his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked the pre- cum off the tip of the boys cock. In one swift movement, Chip had turned the boy over on his back and had taken the boy cock into his mouth. "Oh MAN," groaned the boy. The first words that Chip had heard him say. Chip then started to deep throat the boy and at the same time, Chip was able to thrust his 8 inch cock between the boys ass cheeks. The boy opened his mouth and pleaded, "Please, please, put that big cock of yours in my ass and fuck me good!" Chip inched himself further forward and found that he could keep sucking on the boys cock and that his pelvis was flat against the boys ass. Chip reared back and took hold of his prick. He placed his hard tube directly on the boys pink target, and pushed.

The boy let out a squeak and grimaced as Chips big cock buried itself in the boys ass. Chips mind was racing. He was thinking that he had never had as much pleasure from a girl as he was getting from the man under him. Suddenly, as if driven by a mind of its own, Chips pelvis started to pick up speed and his cock was plunging into the ass below him with a fury that he had never known with any of the girls he had ever fucked. Chips hungry mouth was simply devouring the boys cock.

Chip heard the boys groans and felt the body twisting beneath him. Suddenly Chip felt his mouth fill up with the boys hot load of cum. It was bittersweet, and for some reason Chip found it not the least repulsive, he let it fill his mouth and just gulped it down as if he had not eaten in a week. At the same moment that he felt the boy start to cum, his own body convulsed and he shot a heavy load of seed into the boys twitching ass. Both the boy and Chip were writhing in ecstasy. Chip kept cumming and the boy kept cumming. Chip felt his own cum start to leak from the boys asshole and slip down the crack of the boys ass. When they were both completely spent, Chip bent forward and sought out the tender lips of the man beneath him. Their lips met and they shared the boys cum in a deep and passionate kiss.

All to soon, the two disengaged and both showered silently. The boy then started for the door and looked over his shoulder at Chip, still standing in the shower stall. He winked at Chip and went through the door. Chip, exhausted, went back to his room and lay down on the bed and was soon fast asleep. Dreams came to Chip. This time though, the dreams weren't about girls.

Airport Jock

I didn't notice him at first, but I heard him. When the airline announced that our flight would be delayed at least an hour, I heard his low voice saying "Oh, shit." He was sitting across from the check-in desk, wearing a thin white tank top and thin, but body-hugging grey shorts. He looked like a college jock. The baseball cap pushed low on his head shielded much of his face. Once I noticed him, I couldn't stop looking at him. He sat wide-legged, and my eyes raked up and down his muscular, hairy legs.

He wasn't a huge guy, but he was built tall and muscled. He put his hands up to his cap and knocked it back. I loved the pump of his biceps as he moved. He had thick, dark hair and I wondered why he didn't leave it uncovered. Since he and I both seemed to be stuck on the same plane delay, I decided to talk to him. I had no where else to go. I didn't think he was gay, but he looked so sexy and seemed to have a very relaxed attitude about his body. He acted like he appreciated being in great shape but didn't seem stuck up at all. "Hi. Are you going to Atlanta, too?" I said. He looked into my eyes for the first time and boy did I like what I saw. Deep, dark, sparkles greeted me.

His eyes looked alive and sexy. Despite no chance of touching him, I definetely wouldn't mind just looking at this hot jock. Of course he was a wrestler. I love jocks and fantasize about messing around with them all the time. Wrestlers are one of the best, in my mind. When I was 16, I went on a camping trip with some buddies, two which were on the high school wrestling team. I shared a tent with the 136 pounder, Tim. He slept in tight jockey shorts and I could barely sleep with his nearly nude body so close. In the morning we started kidding about the close quarters and the kidding led to some touching and the next thing I knew, Tim wrapped his arms around me and put me in some kind of wrestling hold. I didn't even fight him, his warm skin felt so good against me. I always regretted not fighting back and prolonging the play-wrestling. Who knows where it might have led?

So, about 8 years later, me at age 25, had visions of being in a tent with this new guy. "Yeah, I live there. I'm on my way home from a wrestling camp." "I'm Jason," I said, putting out my hand. "Matt," he said, as he extended his large hand and firmly grasped my own. "Good to meet you. Yeah, I started out this morning at 6 a.m.," Matt said. "Now it's almost 10, I've been in airplanes and airports all day. I'm beat." He pushed his arm up over his head, showing his sexy armpits and rippling muscles along the openings in his tank. He lifted his hips and got into a great stretch. He closed his eyes as he did it, and I took the opportunity to check out his crotch. The shorts showed a smooth bulge.

Was he wearing a jock, I wondered? "Where was your wrestling camp?" I asked. "I've been working out in a summer camp at Iowa State," he said. "But we spent the weekend at a buddies farm about four hours away from the airport, so we had to get going early." Just then, the airline announced that the plane had a major mechanical problem: the pilot decided it needed a complete brakejob. Our one hour looked like a much longer wait. I walked over to the desk and asked if we could at least get a meal voucher for the airport. The flight attendant glared at me and said no way. But then she brightened and said they had overbooked and if I wanted to volunteer, she'd put me up in a hotel right away, pay for dinner and breakfast, and fly me out in the morning. I took her up on the offer and she said to hold tight. I walked back to Matt. Those beautiful eyes looked questioningly at me.

"I'm on the volunteer list," I said. "They're going to put me up in a hotel tonight and fly me out in the morning." Matt decided to volunteer too, but by the time he got to the desk, about five others had already signed up. Then the airline announced another hour delay. He slumped back in his chair, flopped his legs out wide, leaned back his head and groaned. His body looked so good. I felt my cock harden up as I took in his near-nakedness from his barefeet in his sandals, to those sinewy, tight thighs, dusted with just the right amount of black hair. I wanted to run my hands up those legs and hear Matt make that same moan for a different reason. "I'm so beat. I wish I could just go to sleep," he said.

A far-out idea ocurred to me. I absolutely believed it wouldn't work, but my cock took over on this one. I just followed. "Well, I have a hotel room. There's no reason why we can't share it. Maybe you could take the morning flight, too," I suggested. He lifted his head and looked at me a minute. His face broke into a wide smile, showing perfect, white teeth. His eyes narrowed just a bit but still shined. "You kidding?" I shook my head. "Wow. I'm just beat. I wouldn't mind that. I'm gonna check." He asked me to watch his stuff and moved toward the desk. I got my first view of his other side and it didn't help the stiffness in my shorts. He had nice, solid shoulders that tapered to a tight waist.

His butt looked great, on top of really sexy thighs and calves. The muscles in his lower legs bulged as he strode over to the flight check-in desk. His "stuff" consisted of a large, green duffle bag with a pair of beat-up wrestling shoes dangling from one handle and a smaller Nike bag. Soon, he returned with that unbelieveably sexy smile on his face. I couldn't avoid looking at his thigh muscles bulge as he walked toward me. "Done," he exclaimed. "This is really cool of you, dude. So let's go." We each picked up our luggage and took the shuttle to the hotel. My heartbeat doubled just from being near this guy. Matt, a laid-back guy to begin with, now relaxed totally with me. My offer to share turned me into a friend almost instantly, it seemed. I told him to wait by the elevators and I'd take care of the registration. I didn't tell them about Matt and asked for just a single room, which meant one bed.

When I returned to the elevators, Matt was waiting, holding one bag in his arm, causing the bicep to bulge out. I explained that since I was sneaking him in, we'd have to share a bed. I hope he didn't mind... He had pushed his cap way back on his head and it framed his smooth, sexy face. "No prob, Jase. I've been sleeping on dorm beds with three other guys for a month." We entered our room on the seventh floor and he immediately threw his duffle on the floor and began to rustle inside it. "I'm gonna clean up a little. Need to use the john?" I said no and watched as he undid the velcro on his sandals and padded into the bathroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to calm down while he brushed his teeth and cleaned up. The room had one large bed and the typical TV/dresser/desk set up. I wanted to have Matt's moans fill this room and I wanted to be the person who caused them.

I hoped I hadn't misjudged him. I thought of just sliding my hands accidently into his crotch when we got into bed. Or maybe I could just jump him. Then I remembered: he was a wrestler. He'd pin my ears back, literally. I was in good shape, trim, nice wavy blond hair, good legs from lots of biking, but I sure didn't have any physical advantage. He came out before I could come up with a plan. It didn't matter. He had stripped off his shirt in the bathroom and it almost took my breath away. He had exactly the kind of build I loved. High, tight pecs,with a long, muscled torso. His abs were as tight, flat and hard as coverboys on men's health magazines. He had nice amount of black hair in the center of his chest and a sexy shading at the base of his abs.

I just stared. "Oh, man. I'm going straight under the covers. I hope you don't want to watch TV or anything, Jase?" I didn't and told him and the next thing I knew, he reached up and pulled his white shorts down, revealing a snug, dark blue pair of bikini briefs that cupped his nice mound. It wasn't a jock strap but oh did the briefs look good with his tan skin and black hair. He pulled down the blankets and slid into bed. I cleaned up a bit, too, then joined him in bed. I kept my shorts on, just to hide my hard-on. The shirt stayed to avoid naked chest-to-chest contact. I wanted to feel his tight chest next to mine but might lose my load if it happened, I thought. Matt lay on his back, one sheet intersecting his abdomen and part of his briefs. He had one arm behind his head, exposing his rippled lats and lots of black curly hair in his armpits. I turned out the light and carefully slid into bed next to him.

He sighed contentedly. "Dude, this was really a great move. I wouldn't of thought of it." I turned my head and looked into his eyes, now just inches away. "Hey, Matt. I'm glad it worked out. I'm traveling alone and you're good company." He smiled back and beamed those sparkling dark eyes right at me. I wanted to touch him so bad. "So, Jase, I didn't ask, are you going to see anybody special?" "No," I said. "I'm on vacation and I'm visiting some friends in Atlanta." "You're not, uh, married, right?" he asked. "Nope. Single and available," I said. He closed his eyes but I could tell he wasn't asleep. I looked at his profile in the darkened room. Then he was moving, turning on his side so he was facing me. I didn't move. "So Jase, do you have a girlfriend?" he asked. I paused way too long. I just decided to be honest. "No, no girlfriend." He lay in silence for quite a bit. "How about a boyfriend," he said softly. I looked over and his eyes were open. They sparkled even in near darkness. He had the smallest smile on his face. "Uh, well," I stammered. "Actually, uh, not--not right now."

He kept an even gaze on me. "You're gay, aren't you Jason?" I stopped breathing for a minute. The situation with this guy was moving faster than I even fantazied. If I came out to him, I just didn't think he would freak out. Matt seemed way to laid back. I turned my head toward his and just nodded. His smile grew a bit more. "I knew it." "How?" I asked. "Well, I saw how you looked at me. I've seen it before. I know I'm in pretty good shape and I've just seen guys look at me like that. Plus, I saw the pin on your backpack." I suddenly remembered it. I had a small lambda pin on an inside flap of my backpack. It had been there forever. I put it there to let other gay guys make an easy ID.

I never imagined a sexy college wrestler would pick up on it, too. "Are you?" I asked softly? "No, I'm not." I felt the disappointment begin inside me. Big mistake, I told myself. How could I even imagine messing around with this guy. "Well, don't worry, I --" He cut me off. "But I've always been curious." We both became completely silent. The next few moments would decide the whole evening. I felt like it was my turn. My mind, caught up in lust and his aroma, couldn't work very fast. I just started talking. "Matt, I really didn't invite you to jump on your body. You are so sexy to me, yes, but I like you too and really, you don't have to worry about me doing anything to you." Matt had turned over and lay on his back now, staring up at the ceiling.

The faint light outlined his hair, his strong forehead, his small nose, his sexy cheeks. "I've been wrestling since I was 11," he said. "I've had a few guys grope me in matches and I even kinda messed around with one guy on the team. But I never could let anything happen back home. It just seemed too scary." He turned to face me. "But I've felt really relaxed with you, Jase. I barely know you, but I feel comfortable. And...well, I was just wondering, if you could....show me...." I looked right at him. He glanced at me nervously and this time I smiled. He caught it, looked back, and attempted a nervous grin. "Jase, I would so much like to. You turn me on like you wouldn't believe." He smiled more and self-consciously looked down. "Really?" That turned me on even more. He knew he had a great build, but he had no arrogance about it whatsoever. I decided to begin the plunge. I loved being the teacher, even though he would actually control the pace. I moved my hands up and placed them on his chest. The fell of his warm, smooth skin made me moan just a bit. I felt his body tighten as I made contact. "Matt.

I want you to turn over on your stomach. We'll go as far as you want. Anytime you want to stop, say so. It's your show." He looked at me, closed his eyes, nodded and turned on his stomach. I pulled the pillows out of the way, and pushed the sheet down off both of our bodies. I could feel the heat rising off his body. "I'm going to start with a massage, Matt. You just relax and let me know how it feels. Is it okay if I straddle you? He grunted a yes as I settled onto his body, just below his ass. I asked him to push his arms out to the sides and began rubbing his muscular shoulders. His skin was so tan and smooth. He had virtually no hair on his back, except for a dusting near the spot where his ass began rising in his tight bikinis. I didn't know if he could feel my hardon or not but I felt like an iron rod couldn't be any stiffer than my cock. I was glad I had my briefs and a pair of shorts on.

It might've ripped through less material. As I ran my hands down his lats, he let out a tiny sound. "Matt, if it feels good, let me know. It also turns me on." I began running my fingers up along his spine, and he let out a long, moan. "Ohhhhh, Jase. That's really goooood." My hands touched every inch of his back. I leaned forward as I rubbed his shoulders again and breathed in the smell of his skin. It smelled sweet, warm and slightly perfumed, like he had used talcum power on it. I wanted to kiss and lick his back, but first things first. I shifted down as my hands pressed and massaged his lower back. Matt shifted his legs a bit, causing his ass to pump up, first one cheek, then the other. He didn't have the roundest ass I had ever seen, but it was very nice. I hoped those hairs continued down his buns. My hands skimmed along the tops of his bikini briefs and I let one finger slip under for a second.

He moaned. I shifted lower, aiming for his thighs and quickly brushed my hands over his ass. They felt solid and packed. His thighs were magnificent. His sexy black hairs tickled my fingers as I kneaded the back of his legs. I made my hand into a fist and ran it along the outside of his leg, pushing the muscles down, down. "Jase, oh yeah, that's soooo niiiice," he breathed. I could see his body had relaxed. He had one arm along his side, the other straight out. His legs were spread open and his head was turned to the side. I moved down to his feet, and lifted his calf as I massaged each toe, then ran my hand up and down from his knee to his ankle. I leaned down and blew softly on the back of his knee.

Matt's moans filled the room. He made the sound I had first heard in the airport. THis time, it was in response to my massage. I was in heaven. My young jock switched his head to the other side and lifted his midsection and ass up off the bed for a moment. I ran my hands upthe inside of his strong legs, almost touching the bulge of his balls in his tight blue briefs. I could see his chest expand as I came close. It was time to bare that ass.

My young jock switched his head to the other side and lifted his midsection and ass up off the bed for a moment. I ran my hands up the inside of his strong legs, almost touching the bulge of his balls in his tight blue briefs. I could see his chest expand as I came close. It was time to bare that ass. But first, I wanted to feel more of him. I leaned forward on my hands, and slid my thighs along his warm, hairy legs. My goal was to press my body totally on top of Matt and feel all him all over me. I could feel him begin to tense up his body as my weight settled on him. I slid my hands along his arms and moved my face right to the back of his head. I slid the rest of my body up until all of me fit on top of him.

My cock, still wrapped in my shorts, bulged out and slid into the space between his buns. I wiggled my hips a bit as I smelled the sweet scent of Matt's hair. He responded and moved his ass up and down. It was almost tentative. I think Matt wasn't quite sure how far he wanted to go. "How's that feel, Matt?" "Ohh, Jase. I love your body on top of me. Oh, wow. I can feel your hard-on." "It's all because of you," I said. "You are so handsome." I slid my hands along his sides, up and down, then lifted my body up. Matt shifted again, flexing both of his cheeks under the bikini briefs. I wanted to see him totally nude. I leaned forward and softly blew my warm breath along the top of his butt. I took just one finger and slowly traced a few figure eights along his lower back. Matt has stopped even attempting to speak. All that came out of him was a chorus of groans and moans.

The more pleasure he felt, the higher pitched and louder he moaned. I loved it. I slipped my finger under the soft cotton fabric of his briefs, just for a moment, feeling the warmth envelop my finger and the tickle of many hairs on my finger tip. Then I combined soft breaths and my single finger along his cheeks, rubbing firmly on his covered ass. "Unnnhhhhhh," Matt moaned. "Ohhhh, Jase, wow. Yeahhh. Ooooo. That's sooooo good." "I want to see your ass, Matt," I said. "Do you want me to?" "Oh, yesssss. Please. Man, you are making me feel so hot. Yeah." With my face just millimeters from his butt, I put two fingers inside each side of his underwear and pulled them down about an inch.

I could see that sexy black hair began to thicken through the valley between his cheeks and very light amount of hair covered all that I could see. This was going to be good. I leaned forward and softly kissed his butt. He smelled so good. I moved my tongue all over the exposed ass. Matt moaned almost continuously. I don't know how he kept taking in air. I slowly worked my kisses lower onto his ass, but I avoided the center. I planted soft kisses on one cheek, then moved to the other.

Slowly, I eased his bikini's down. Now half of his ass glowed underneath me. I could see his white butt, nicely dusted with hair, and the stark contrast to his tanned, broad back and his muscular, brown legs. I ran my hands down Matt's legs again, then up to his cheeks. One more tug and his entire butt lay exposed. I moved closer, positioning myself so that Matt's tight legs cradled me, and my hands were free to touch his back, butt and upper thighs. I rubbed his hot skin as I kissed and licked first one side of his ass, then the other. Each time I moved a little closer to the crease. Matt didn't have the classic bubble butt. He was built much too lean and long. But he felt so firm and his ass did have those classic dimples on each side. I spent a lot of time caressing those small circles and Matt flexed his butt in response, making it, and him, look even sexier. Every time I moved toward his asshole his moans became much louder, almost shouts. I didn't have to ask. He had never allowed anyone else to ever do this to him before. Softly, I breathed into the dense, black hairs in the center of his butt.

I put both hands right on the high, muscular tops of his ass and spread his cheeks just a bit. As I moved forward, Matt got louder and began saying "Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh" over and over. I blew once, then extended my tongue and quickly flicked it back and forth. Another breath, another lick, closer and closer, sometimes high, sometimes low. I couldn't see his cock at all because his blue bikini briefs still covered that area. But I knew he was hard. Especially when I zeroed in on the center of his ass. He smelled clean and smoky at the same time. My wrestling jock took very good care of himself, it seemed, in every way. As my tongue wormed through the moist, dark hairs and touched the outside of his anus, Matt began moaning my name over and over, too. I kept it up, licking him, tasting him, feeling his hard muscles rippled as he moved his ass up and down and tried to turn his head from one side to the other. Finally, I let up and Matt melted into the sheets. He had begun to sweat and small beads of moisture glistened in the center of his back. I let him catch his breath. "Oh, Jase. My god, what were you doing.

I've never felt so much intense feeling in my life. That was...wonderful." I didn't say anything for a moment, I just ran my hands up and down his legs. He felt different totally relaxed. I looked at Matt's thick, full hair on the back of his head, the wide, brown shoulders, the taper from his back to his firm, tight waist, with those two white cheeks exposed and framed by his underwear, and his long, tough legs. "If it's too much, we can stop," I teased. "NO," he said. "No. It's just all so new. I've never had anyone...do that to me," Matt said. "I kinda figured," I said. Matt smiled into the bedsheet, his eyes still closed. He looked rested to me. I began running my hand in circles on his back, warming him up again.

His skin felt so smooth. I concentrated on his sides, feeling his lats and the sides of his ribcage. I moved gently over this senstive area as Matt twitched slightly. Now that I had become well acquainted with one side of his body, it was time to say hello to the other. I got up on my hands and knees, still over him, and began working my hand underneath his body. Matt shifted his torso a bit to give me some room, but I didn't want him turning over, yet. I wanted to touch first. I'd have plenty of time to look, later. "Don't roll over Matt. I want to just feel your body just like you are," I told him. As handsome and built as he looked from this side, I couldn't wait to see how nature had bestowed him on the other. I've never been a size queen. Instead, I've always been fascinated by the beautiful shapes that cocks come in. I had a feeling Matt's would be just like his long, firm, build. I worked my hand along his abs.

This is probably my second most favorite part of a man's body. Matt didn't have abs of marble, but his waist felt tight, hard and flat. I spread my hand out wide and pushed my fingers along his body, feeling his incredibly sexy abs. I moved my hand down and brushed along the hairs around his belly button. His bikini's had hitched down a bit, exposing some pubic hair and I pushed my fingers back and forth through it. It felt thick and silky at the same time, and slightly moist from all the activity on the other side of his body. I moved further down and touched a hard lump covered in soft cotton. Matt erased any doubts about what I was feeling when his moans picked up in intensity. It was almost like we were playing hot-cold. His moans worked like a homing beacon for me, guiding to the places he loved the best. "Matt. Now it's time. I'd love it if you'd turn over." He moved his hands down and pushed off the bed, causing his developed triceps to flex as he flipped to his side, then shifted to his back. "Now just close your eyes, push your arms out to the sides, and relax," I said. In a workd, he looked magnificent.

His tight blue briefs held his bulging penis against his abdoment. I raked my eyes up his body, looking at the defined abs, the black hairs in the center of his chest, the dark tufts under each arm. Moving my body over his legs once more, I began massaging his shoulders. I knew I was moving too soon, but I could barely keep myself from bringing my lips toward his full, ripe mouth. I guessed Matt had a good amount of kissing experience. I ran my hands over his pecs. He had a nice rise on both sides, with a medium nipple perched right on the bottom edge of his blocked pectorals. As my hands cupped and rubbed his chest, I let one fingernail tease a nipple. "Oh, wow. That was great, Jase." "You mean...this," I said as I flicked his other nipple. "Yessss. Oh, nice." "You have sensitive nipples, Matt? Do you like it when I play with them?" "Yeah. I do it once in a while, when I beat off." I flicked my finger rapidly back and forth over one, then the other. Both actions brought a full,deep moan from Matt. And as I glanced down, I could see the bulge in his shorts hadn't changed a bit.

I moved down toward his crotch, intent now on unveiling his cock. I rubbed my hand over his hard-on, smoothing the bikinis. His penis seemed to arch up, another real turn-on for me. I slid down the bed a bit more, and leaned into his crotch. I let my warm breath seep through the material, warming his cock as I breathed the warm, rich odor. I slipped my fingers under the briefs and smoothly pulled them down. His cock looked magnificent. I arched up toward his stomack, about 6 inches, thick, and framed in a mass of dark, shiny pubic hair. It curved up out of his crotch and pressed slightly against the lower part of his abdomen. I watched it pulse as I anticipated what was going to be a very long, wet, and exciting blow job. For both of us.

I moved down toward his crotch, intent now on unveiling his cock. I rubbed my hand over his hard-on, smoothing the bikinis. His penis seemed to arch up, another real turn-on for me. I slid down the bed a bit more, and leaned into his crotch. I let my warm breath seep through the material, warming his cock as I breathed the warm, rich odor. I slipped my fingers under the briefs and smoothly pulled them down. His cock looked magnificent. I arched up toward his stomack, about 6 inches, thick, and framed in a mass of dark, shiny pubic hair. It curved up out of his crotch and pressed slightly against the lower part of his abdomen. I watched it pulse as I anticipated what was going to be a very long, wet, and exciting blow job. For both of us. I let it expand to its full size. His penis had a nice, helmet head and a gentle arch that pinned the broad head just under his belly button.

Matt moved his hips a bit, causing his cock to bob a bit from side to side. But he was so hard, it didn't move very far. I felt so excited watching him lying there, arms spread, totally nude, eyes closed, so lean and sexy, with his dick as hard as steel. I leaned forward and blew a soft stream of air up and down the length of his shaft. "Unnnhhhhhh. Yessssss. Oh, Jase.......," Matt said. "I....I....man, just do it." "Do what?" I teased. "C'mon!" he said more forcefully, but with a small smile on his face.

Matt tipped his head forward and fixed those dreamy dark eyes on me. "I want you to suck me." "Oh, I will, Matt. But I want to do something else, first. You just lay back, relax, and let me know how it feels," I said. I moved forward on the bed, stretching out until my head came even with Matt's. I laid on my side, resting my head on one hand. With my other, I traced a pattern over Matt's pec, his nipple, those firm abs, and down into his pubic hair. Matt opened his eyes a bit but I warned him off. "Hey, no peeking. Just lay back and feel," I said. He smiled, shook his head slightly, and layed back down. His abs had flexed as his head lifted and when he relaxed, the muscles smoothed out once again.

I took one hand and slowly encircled his cock. Gently, I began stroking his penis, up and down. Matt turned his head to one side, then the other as my fingers moved up and down his cock. His thick cock fit into my hand so well, and was just long enough to let me move my hand up about a hand-length, then back down. I concentrated on the inside of the head of his cock and settled into a rhythm. "Jase," he said breathily. "Yes, Matt." "It...feels...great." "Mmm. I'm glad." "You can't keep this up, though, man." "Why not, Matt," I said, stroking his shaft, up and down. Matt's body began revealing the pleasure it was feeling from my hand. Every few minutes a tremor would move through his body as the sensations traveled from the thick head to his brain and back out to every part of his sexy jock body.

The heat poured off Matt now and I could see moist patches under his pecs and along his belly. I didn't want to make him cum this way but I was willing to push it. Because I didn't know him very well, I didn't know when I would get too close, but I didn't think it would necessarily end the evening if it happened. "Because I'll shoot. I haven't had anyone beat me off since I was a little kid. Oh, wow." Another tremor moved through his body. "Jase, c'mon, I'm getting close...." I leaned forward, still jacking him, and moved my lips to his nipple.

I stuck out my tongue and flicked it back and forth, back and forth, causing his tit to harden and poke out of his solid pecs. "Ahhhhh, yessssssss. Wow, man oh, yeah," Matt said, moving his head from side to side. He moved one hand toward his dick, motioning like he wanted to take over the masturbation but I released his penis and pushed his hand away. "Oh, no, Matt. That's cheating." "Aww, you're killing me," Matt said, with a smile in his voice. "You get me close but not close enough, Jase." "Maybe that's the idea," I said. "Just go with it." Matt laid his hand back down. He was totally into this jack off. He lifted his hips a bit. I kept a solid grip on his cock, but didn't let all of my fingers touch him at one time. His penis was like a bar of curved steel. His thigh muscles bulged as I jacked him, and I loved watching his legs flex and move under their dust of black hairs. My cock was ready to blow, too, just looking at his hot body.

I knew when it was my turn, that I probably wouldn't be able to last as long as Matt. I pulled his cock away from his body, then let it thump against his body. His balls, nestled in his shiny black pubic hair, seemed tight. That, I knew, was a dangerous sign. I resumed my steady stroking. Matt spread his arms out to both sides of the bed, seemingly steadying himself before each wave of feeling raced up and down his lean, tight body. "Jase!" he shouted. "Yeah?" "I'm getting close. Really, you're going to jack me off, I'm going to shoot. It feels sooo good. Please, let me cum, Jase." As soon as he said that, I slowed down my strokes. His penis had gotten thicker, if that was possible, making it harder for me to wrap my hand around it. This was one hot jock and I wanted to keep this going for a lot longer.

"I'm getting so close. You're going to make me shoot. It feels sooooo good, Jase. Please, let me cum." As soon as he said that, I slowed down my strokes. His penis had gotten thicker, if that was possible, making it harder for me to wrap my hand around it. This was one hot jock and I wanted to keep this going for a lot longer. "I want you to do something first, Matt," I said softly. "What? Tell me." "I want you to get up on your hands and knees." Matt hardly paused. His muscled stomach rippled as he lifted himself to a sitting position. He wrinkled the forehead of his handsome face, his gorgeous eyes full of passion and a question. "Just do it. This will be so good, Matt."

As he turned onto his hands and knees I sat back and looked at him from behind. His dark, black hair flowed up his legs and lightly covered his ass. His cheeks flexed with solid muscle, two huge dimples on each side. He didn't have a large bubble butt, but instead had a lean, muscular ass that fit so well with his lean, jock body. My hard-on almost throbbed as I took in the tight calves, the strong thighs and the dramatic taper from his narrow waist to his broad, sexy shoulders. I moved to the head of the bed, and slid around to my back. "Move over me, Matt. I want you to fuck my mouth." His eyes widened slightly, either with surprise or excitement, I didn't know which.

I moved my legs tightly together and he swung one leg over me, straddling me with his body. I reached up and ran my hands from his bulging shoulders, down the warm muscle, then to his lats, feeling the ridges, then along to his thighs. I pulled slightly, signaling him to begin. "I want to suck your cock and when you get close, I want you to shoot it all over my chest, okay?" Matt nodded as he moved up over me, spread out his arms to brace himself, and moved his thick cock toward my mouth.

My hands reached his ass my heartbeat picked up a beat or two as I ran my fingers over the warm, sexy cheeks and pulled him to me. I took one hand down and reached for his cock. It bobbed in the air, still arching toward his flat, hard abs, and I grabbed the cut head and gently tugged. Matt stretched his torso out and let me guide him down toward my watering mouth. We didn't start right away. I had to tease him just a little. I ran my nose along the side of his thick cock,down to the black, wiry pubic hair, inhaling his wonderful scent. One hand ran along his balls while the other still rested on his ass. His chest filled my vision as he lowered his body closer to mine.

I moved my legs next to his, feeling his hairy thighs tickle mine as he moved. Slowly I rubbed my face along his cock, making it jump up and down. I turned my head slightly to the side and rubbed my cheek along his rock hard abs. I felt the heat of his body all over my face and I could hear his soft grunts as he kept flexing his body, aiming his penis for my mouth. I laid back, pulled him forward with a strong tug, and let him drive his hard cock into my hot, warm mouth. He let a long "oooooohh, yeahhhh" as I took him inside me. My vision was filled with his abdomen, cock and pubic hair. I felt almost as if I was completely surrounded by Matt. The chemistry between us felt so good.

We were crackling along together, moving at the same pace. His big strong cock moved in and out of my mouth, slowly at first as he measured how deeply he could go. I moved my hand from his ass to his arm, finding a bulging mound of solid bicep. I kept my hand there, feeling his muscled arm pump as he lowered down and up, down and up. I kept my lips tight around his cock, rolling my tongue along the underside of his cock. It tasted hot, smoky and sexy. This wrestling jock was one of the hottest guys I had ever been with. I wanted to bring him off but I also didin't want it to end.

Matt began lengthening his slide in and out of my mouth. His strong thrusts pushed my head flat against the pillow. I relaxed and let him set the pace now. In his cock slid, filling my mouth, then out, until the head just cleared my lips. Once or twice he would pull out too far and his cock would pop out, bouncing against his stomach. But he had a feel for the distances and would quickly move his hips down and forward in a push for my mouth. "Oh, Jase. This is so good. I"ve never fucked anyone's mouth. Where....unnhh.....don't, don't stop, man." I didn't have much say in the matter as he continued to flex his strong muscles, pushing his big penis into me. As he dragged his cock in and out, I moved my hand to his waist. I wasn't sure how he reacted when he got close so I wanted to keep tabs on his breathing. I thought that would be the most reliable indicator.

That and the thickness and rigidity of his cock. And man did it get rigid in my mouth. And boy did that turn me on. I moved my other hand to my own cock and began a steady stroking. This hot mouth-fuck sent extra strong shocks straight to my cock. It wouldn't take long for me. I felt very close. Matt began to make small noises--quick intakes of breath as my tongue rubbed along that sensitive spot just under the head of his cock. He seemed on autopilot now. I couldn't see his face but he settled in a steady pace, moving his hard-on in and out of my mouth. I felt his quick intakes of breath as bursts of pleasure raced up and down his body from my sucking.

Through my hand on his waist, I began to feel him tightening up. My sexy airport jock was going to shoot--and shoot soon. It felt so sexy giving him all this pleasure. I wanted to time this so I would come as close to his orgasm as I could. "Unhh. Yeah. I'm so close, I'm getting close, Jase. Oh, oh, oh," Matt said softly, the passion evident in his voice. In and out, in and out, his cock plunged deep into me and I sucked hard, pulling him into my body, feeling his chest pound into my face on each downstroke, rubbing his sweaty, hot skin against mine. "Ohhhhh, I'm gonna shoot. I'm gonna shoot!," Matt said. I kept jacking myself but moved my hand to his flat stomach and gently pushed, hoping he wasn't too lost in the feelings to remember to pull out. Suddenly, he pulled back and dropped to one knee, keeping the other one up to brace himself. He put his hand right on my pec, squeezing my chest and nipple and put the other onto his cock, jacking it off for me. "Here it comes, oooooh yeahh," he said tightly as it started. I felt the first warm contact against the side of my face.

His cum just exploded out of his cock. His muscles rippled as the feelings took over and the vision sent me over the edge, too. "Matt, I'm going to come with you. Yeah, here I come." As blasts of Matt's hot cum splashed on my chest and visions of his muscled, sexy body filled my eyes, I felt myself begin to explode. The feelings felt incredibly intense and they went on for what seemed like a very, very long time. We both moaned as our orgasms rose, then deflated. Matt lowered himself on his side, as I finished shooting my load. I whipped my head back and forth as the feelings moved up and down my body. As they subsided, Matt rolled toward me, bringing his chest into contact with mine, mingling our cum together. He moved forward until his lips touched mine and I breathed in his breath as we kissed. This guy continued to amaze me. I moved my hand to his back and pulled him tightly to me.

We were both pretty sticky but oh did it feel fabulous. I ran one hand through his jet black hair as he broke the kiss and nestled alongside me. "Dude, that was.....great," Matt said with a completely contented sigh. I felt his body relax along mine. I laid still for a moment, feeling his body next to mine, feeling my heartbeat begin to return to normal. I wasn't about to move. I pulled a blanket up and manuevered it over us. I turned my head into Matt and breathed in his sexy smell, as we drifted into a deep, restfull sleep.

First Three Way

It was getting late on another rather bland night at the local leather bar. I was horny as hell, but a trip to the back room wasn't even worth the effort it took to get past the groping hands. What Frankfurt lacked in European beauty, it made up for in good gay bars - with lots of US Military attendance. The Army crowd often took notice of my tall, muscled, frame. My full red beard assured them that I wasn't some military cop out to bust them - and I had had some great nights with officers and enlisted men alike. When I came out of the back room I made my way up to the bar for a last beer I caught sight of two of the best looking studs I'd ever seen in that neck of the woods.

They must have come into the bar while I was in back. One was 6'2", maybe 33 - solid looking with really broad shoulders, bearded, a bubble butt and tight jeans to show off his impressive package. The guy with him was older - but was probably the better looking of the two. He was clean shaven, 6 foot, bright blue eyes, and rippled muscles. He looked like he was in his mid forties - just about the right age for me. I saw them talking with the locals, and assumed they were German too - but as I moved closer I realized that they were Americans trying to find out what to do in the area. I took the opportunity to make it known that I was American too, and would be more than willing to help them - in ANY way I could! Apparently they had been drinking for a while, and the older one, Mark, was already halfway drunk. John was up for another beer and I ordered him one. I was horned out all night, and the arrival of these two hunks ensured that I wouldn't be losing my hard anytime soon. I could already feel my dick - a drooler by nature - starting to get wet.

When John turned the conversation to sex, I was more than ready to add my two cents. These guys were nothing, if not forward. It didn't take long before John was leaning against me and brushing his arm up against mine. Just this light touch was about to make me blow my wad. I had always wanted to try a three way, but had never had the right circumstances present themselves to me - so when Mark said that they'd like to take me home, I jumped at the chance! I never for a minute thought that I had a chance with these two - so the offer came as a pleasant surprise. I suggested that we take a taxi back to my apartment. I got in between the two of them in the back of our Mercedes taxi and barely had time to give the address before John pulled me back into his arms and stuck his tongue down my throat. Mark, in the meantime, was rubbing my sizable hard-on through my jeans.

He popped one of the lower buttons on my fly and stuck a finger into the opening and was rewarded with a wet sticky piece of meat. Fortunately I live close to the bar, and the taxi got us there in short order. The driver may have acted disinterested to the activities in the back seat, but I saw his trouser tent when I paid him. We practically ran up the stairs to my place, all of us eager to get our clothes off. John said that he wanted a shower - and Mark had already headed off to find the bedroom, leaving a line of clothes in his wake. I took John to the bathroom and started undressing him - saving his pants for last. His chest was covered in a blond fur - and I took my time tasting his nipples and neck. He tongue was hot and eager - and we spent a fair amount of time just standing there in the bathroom, with our clothes in various stages of undress, kissing and rubbing against each other. When I finally undid his pants, a beautiful, cut, fat dick popped out of his pants - and into my eager mouth. He ground his hips while holding onto my shoulders, moaning at the job I was doing on his prick.

He pulled me off his dick and slowly popped open the buttons covering my own piece of manhood. I have a large dick that stands at attention when aroused - and John certainly had my attention at that time. He called Mark in to get a load of the size of my dick and to check out my naked body. He must of liked what he saw, because all he said before he dropped to his knees in front of me was, "oh, fuck!" I moved away from Mark and started the shower up for us. I have a large shower that easily accommodated the three of us. The feel of those two muscled men, slick with soap, rubbing up against me, kissing and massaging me, was more than I could take. Several times I had to make them stop before I came. I took my time rubbing soap over the two of them, paying special attention to the areas that I most wanted to suck and lick on. As soon as I had them rinsed I was squatting down - pulling Mark's cheeks apart and running my tongue along his pink hole. Mark was more than appreciative, moaning and squirming as I licked and probed his hole.

He had a shaved ass, and licking him was doing as much for me as it was for him. John turned the shower off, and no one needed to say a thing to move us on to the bedroom - all of us still dripping wet from the shower. John laid back on the bed, and I wasted no time before I crawled up on his massive frame and started grinding my cock into his hot flesh. Our mouths were locked together, and mark was busy feeling the two of us, telling us how hot we looked together. John broke the lip lock long enough to suggest that I fuck his lover up the ass with my hot cock. You don't have to ask me twice! I moved around and saw that Mark was already on all fours, his chest touching the bed and his ass propped up ready for me to punch a hole in. I grabbed a rubber and let my mouth go back to work on his hot ass. The way he was positioned made it easy for me to eat his ass without mercy.

My red beard was scratching his crack and making him moan. I worked some lube up into his tight hole - making me realize that I'd have to take my time with him. I slowly worked a second finger into him, listening to his moans and feeling his ass ring slowly learn to accommodate my fingers. By the time that I moved a third finger into him, his ass had given up and was ready for me. I got up on my knees, spread some lube on my dick, and started sliding it in that hot ass. John was encouraging me, and had moved up right behind me to watch what I was doing. I was now buried to the hilt in Mark, my flat stomach right up against his rounded ass. I stayed there a minute to let Mark catch his breath - and about that time felt John's fingers exploring my ass. I have a really sensitive hole, and can cum just from getting fucked. As much as I was enjoying the feeling of being in Mark, I was dying to feel John's dick - which must have been 9 inches long - massaging my asshole. My wishes came true soon enough. While I was still in Mark, John started working that snake into me. I was ready for him, and did my best to relax while he shoved his hard cock up my ass. The feeling of fucking and being fucked at the same time was incredible!

Since I was in the middle, I got to set the pace - so I bent over onto Mark's back so that John would slide in and out of me while I fucked Mark. I like to move nice and slow - and apparently that suited the two just fine, because in short order we were all moaning like the bunch of whores we were. Mark was working his own dick with his hand, and I was hoping that he'd come so that I could feel his ass clamp down on me. Before I knew it I felt my own tide swelling. The feelings were too intense for me to hold off and I could feel my dick swelling and my ball sack pulling up. I let out a big grunt and shoved inside Mark hard - clinching his muscled shoulders in my hands.

When I came, my ass clinched down hard on John's monster, working him like a pro. Before I had stopped pumping my cum John was doing the same, filling my ass with his sweet jiz. Every time my cock pumped out another drop of cum it would squeeze his cock and make him jerk. The sounds of our ecstasy was enough to take Mark over the edge. His cum shot down onto the sheets, and I was rewarded with a ass that came alive, teasing my sensitive cock with it's motion - his prostrate pounding against my prick and almost making me yell out. Every ripple of his orgasm made me clinch down on John's dick, which gave him an electric charge too. The three of us must have stayed there for 5 minutes in a chain of orgasmic pleasure. It was a feeling I'll never forget.

The three of us hit it off so well that they stayed an extra night in Frankfurt, the three of us tasting and probing each other in every combination possible. I was sore all over for days after they left - but every sore muscle reminded me of the pleasure I had experienced over the weekend. Thanks, guys.

Taxi Ride

This past week I just got a little tired of my own cooking and decided to take a walk down Wisconsin Ave and see if any of the restaurants there offered anything I would like to have for dinner. I strolled by a couple of restaurants that I had eaten at in the past and they were all right, but tonight I just wasn't interested. I was only slightly hungry and nothing seemed to appeal to me. As I continued, I came up to a cross street and had to wait for the traffic light to change. Standing there, a cab pulled up next to me. Since I'm always looking around, keeping alert to my environment or surrounding personal space, I just made a mental note that the driver kept looking at me.

I couldn't figure out why, since I had made no attempt to flag a cab. One can't be too careful in DC. I'm not too concerned about the situation here, but I do like to keep alert and not act like I'm in a cloud and susceptible to potential problems. Continuing to walk down Wisconsin, for a couple more blocks, I thought I noticed that this particular cab had passed me a couple of time. I kept a mental note of his license plate and sure enough the fourth time he passed me, it was the same cab. When I finally got into a more heavily pedestrian area, I just hailed the cab over. He pulled over, and I opened up the front door. His comment was, "evening, need a ride." I was finally able to get a full and closer view of this cab driver, damn, he was a rather attractive fiftish black man. From my view point he was nice, hunky and solid, although one can't tell when a person is sitting down.

He certainly wasn't one of those skinny young yuppies. My response was, "no, but I curious just why you are following me?" His reply was, "well I was just cruising the avenue and looking for potential customers and since you seem to be walking for a long distance, I thought maybe you'd need a lift." I told him that I didn't need a lift and was enjoying a walk and looking for a restaurant to catch a bite to eat. He commented that in a couple of minutes he'd have to head for a Mickey Dee's for a quick snack. I told him, that he probably shouldn't be eating so much of that type of food. He told me, that when he has to eat by himself, he just heads for one of those quick places, eats and runs, not the best, but he said that he hated to eat alone in a decent restaurant. I told him that I was looking for a change of pace in restaurants, but hadn't made up my mind what I wanted to eat.

If he had any good suggestions I would appreciate it. I was trying to prolong the conversation, because he was just pleasant to the eyes. He commented that there was a new restaurant in the area and he had wanted to try it, but didn't have anyone that wanted to go with him. I asked him the type of food, and he said he thought that they did have some ribs, if I liked ribs. I said sure and that maybe I'll try that, if he could give me some directions. He said, "hop in, and I'll give you a lift." My heart was starting to pound, maybe I had been looking at him too intently, as my eyes devoured his body. Even though the weather was cold, he had the sleeves on his shirt rolled up, and it was unbuttoned enough to expose a lightly hairy chest that looked like they covered a wonderful set of pecs. His arms were the size of a weight lifter and his hands were immense. He had a nose that flared out every time he breathed, with lips that puckered upwards, not big, but nice an juicy.

He was partial bald, but had a most sexy mustache. The thighs that were pulling at the threads were the size of piano legs. Just a solid hunk of manhood. I declined, but he insisted that the ride would be on him. I finally agreed and got into the cab. On the way to the restaurant, we made some like chatter and a couple of times I thought that there were some innuendoes about a couple of fellows that were walking down the street. Nice comments, but I decided to ignore them, my heart was already beating too fast. The more I talked to him, the hotter I was getting and I wasn't paying any attention to my closest friend in my pants. I had jockey underwear and my cock was starting to feel it's oats by leaving a little precum spot.

When we got to the restaurant, I told him thanks and that I should pay him. He looked me up and down and said that I'd probably should cover up a little bit, it seems you've gotten a little wet. I gave him a sheepish grin and said something stupid, "oh, I was just thinking about something and it came up." He gave me that knowing grin and a cute wink, which encouraged me to ask him if he would like to join me. He said sure, business was slow and he was getting ready to call it quits for the evening. So we headed for the restaurant with me trying nonchalantly to carry a newspaper in front of me. It worked, and we were seated in a quiet corner booth. The waitress brought us our menus, but I asked decided to let Mark (the cab driver) make a suggestion. Since it was a rib place, he just suggested we try that. The waitress took our orders and returned with the drinks, but in the mean time Mark, with a smug look on his face, asked me what came up that got me a little wet. I returned his comment with a grin and said, "if you have to asked you don't need to know." "Ah, Ah, so now we are going to play a little cat and mouse," and with a bigger grin he continued, "what the hell do you think I kept driving by you for? My health? Damn, I saw something edible and decided to eat it, so there, the cards are on the table!" With that said, I continued by saying, "well I was suspicious about someone driving by so much, but then when I got in your cab, that old drive of seeing a hunky mature man got my old friend going again, and he was just wondering what it would be like to have a pair of nice lips planted around his head! Does that get the cards completely on the table?" With that, Mark could only say, "sure does, now do you want to do something about it?" I told him that I would not have invited him to have dinner with me if I didn't have some kind of plan, and that maybe we could discuss it over the ribs.

It didn't take too long for the ribs to show up and the both of us started eating. Of course anyone who has eaten ribs knows they are kind of messy. Mark cut the ribs apart and put one in his mouth and started chewing on it. After he had chewed most of the meat off, he kept the bone in his mouth and tried to talk. "Before this evening is over with, I hope I get to chew on another bone!" I said, "you sure will, with a grin, you have a whole plate full of them and when you through with those, I got some meat between my legs that will need a little sucking to get the juice out; after I've chewed on your black bone for awhile. I just wonder if sucking on your dark meat is going to be as delicious as chewing on this rib.

If I get that black cock of yours in my mouth, it's going to be sucked upon, I want to feel the head of that cock deep in my throat." "Yeh, you're going to suck it alright, and I hope your cock is ready for my hot lips to be working the head until that cock wants to unload it's cum." We continued talking, first of what we'd like to do to each other, then back to normal conversation, but it never took long for me to get side tracked and talk about sucking on that ebony cock of his. I wanted to feel those balls resting against my chin, I wanted to bury my nose in his black pubic hair, I wanted to 69 with this black adonis with my nose smelling his masculine balls. We quickly finished and headed for the cab. Once there, he said; "your place or mine." My response was, "which is closer." We ended up at my place. We didn't waste time on formalities, and headed directly for the bedroom.

Feeling his cock through those pants, it was large and hard. I wanted it. I grabbed Mark's belt buckle and started to tug at it. Next I unsnapped his jeans. We looked at each other, his eyes still in the shadow of his strong, masculine dark face, his bushy eyebrows hanging out from his face. I smiled at him as I put my hand inside his jeans. He was wearing white cotton briefs. I cupped my hand around the bulge in those briefs, moving it very slowly up and down. I stroked him through his shorts. With my other hand I pulled down his zipper, then using both hands I pushed the jeans down around his knees. Now the glory of Mark in his underwear was bulging against the white fabric. His legs were slightly hairy as I had imagined. I wanted to please him. His hardness was drawing me. I slid down on the couch as I put my hands on his powerful hips and slid further down. Now his underwear, with it's load of promise, was right in my face. My hands moved over onto the cheeks of his ass as I pulled him towards me. His crotch was right in my face. I started to nibble on him through his underwear. He was already hard, but he seemed to get harder and longer as my lips, curled over my teeth, ran up and down along him. I wanted him so very badly, Mark had gotten me mighty hot. I stopped at the head of his cock and started to suck air through the cotton of his briefs, drawing in the scent of him through my nostrils. He smelled horny and male. I started working my jaws on him. He was moaning by now. I wanted more.

I put a hand on each side of the elastic of his pure white briefs. With my thumbs I pulled out and forward so his erection would clear the band, then quickly down around his knees, pushing his jeans even further away. His beautiful cock bounced down in front of my face. I put the tip of my tongue on that vein on the bottom of his glans. Up and down, back and forth, flicking just the tip of my tongue on him, teasing, getting him hotter. Mark started to moan louder and faster. I decided he was ready and I took just the head of his cock into my mouth. I stopped moving completely and began to suck him. My cheeks pulled in against my teeth. Then I released the suction, sucked again, released, faster harder. Mark was going crazy now, the muscles in his powerful thighs were trembling. I started to pull him towards me as I took all of him into my mouth. Finally Mark was resting my nose against his pubic hair.

He had his hands around my head and I could barely move my head, so I put my hands on each side of his butt and started moving them towards me. Shoving that black phallus deeper into my throat. He started moving, sliding in and out of my mouth, pressing his torso against my face, then back again, back and forth. He started going faster. His pubic hair was getting wet with my saliva now, it began matting up against his skin, swirls of shiny black in the dim light. Faster still, harder, more intense. He was hitting the back of my throat each time. I did not want him to have an orgasm yet, but I couldn't stop him or myself. He exploded and I felt the tremendous throbbing of his cock deep into my throat. It felt so wonderful. He collapsed on the bed and said, "give me a couple of minutes, jeez, you must have been hot to suck that cock of mine, you were good." "Thanks, I try my best, but when a cock is as nicely shaped as yours and just the right size for sucking, I just can't resist. After you've rested a little bit, I'm going to try something you've probably not had done for some time. So just relax."

We talked for a short while about inane things, politics, the city, and other nonsense. Mark was getting very relaxed and that black thick muscle of his was resting nicely on his thigh. I was still hot but resisted hopping down on the cock again. For the next couple of minutes my eyes traveled up and down his body. Looking at his pectoral muscles, you could tell that he did do some working out, or he just had a nicely developed chest. There is a wonderful patch of hair covering his chest and tapered downward to his navel, then started up again going down to his groin. Just the right amount of hair to excite me. Mark had one hot fucking body. Thick muscular arms that had beautiful veining, thighs that were thick, yet not fat, the kind you just love to have wrapped around your head. I laid there just drooling over his bod, and keeping an eye on that flaccid black rod resting on a pair of massive nuts.

I wanted to roll those black marbles around in my hand, but I knew if I did, it'd get Mark excited again and I wanted to wait. After about 10 minutes he was completely relaxed, when all of a sudden I quickly picked up his soft cock and sucked it into my mouth, my cheeks quickly pulling in and massages the sides of his cock. He lets out a loud groan, "oh, gawd, suck it, damn, take that cock all the way." He grabbed the back of my head hard and rammed that soften fuck tool deep into my throat. It was still soft and I started to massage it with my tongue, sucking on it like a monster lollipop. My hands grabbed the cheeks of his ass and I pulled with all my might, I was in heaven, burrowing my nose in his soft curly hair, smelling the musky order of a hot man that was fucking my face. He was impelling that cock into my throat, but it hadn't had time to get hard, the sensation was driving him crazy. Then suddenly he stopped. "Oh, no you don't, you're not going to take the pleasure of me sucking your cock away from me again. Turn around, I want to suck that cock of yours, just the way you did mind."

Eventually, we got in the 69 position and with our sizes about the same, I was able to get his drooling cock into my mouth. Both of us dove down on those phallus with a vengeance, sucking hard with our cheeks and working our tongues around the head. Our noses were buried into nut sacks, smelling the musky odor of a man that wants to give his all. Our hands were pulling and playing with those ass cheeks. He was massaging my cheeks and slowly working his fingers into my ass, By now he had two fingers in there and was massaging my prostate, I couldn't hold back, I shove my cock deep into his throat, my nuts tighten up into a little sack and then the explosion. My throbbing cock expanded and sent a flood tide of juice town his throat. He couldn't get enough of it. I wrapped my legs around his head hard and fucked his mouth. That sent him over the edge again. He wrapped his legs around my head and raped my throat. What a delicious feeling, knowing I was satisfying this animal. Finally the tension was gone and we both rolled back. I turn around and placed my arm over his handsome chest and said, "that was good, let's rest a bit, so we can do it again."

After the Theatre

I thought that it would be just the usual day when I was getting ready to do some ushering work at the Warner Theatre. But before the evening was over, I discovered what backstage is like after the theater closes

I arrived at the usual time for ushering and was placed in the orchestra section. Being there early, a person gets a chance to see the workmen going about their last minute chores. There is that last minute preparatory work that has to be done, and this night was no different. Hunky workers trying to get things ready.

While standing around waiting for the theatre doors to open, a rather good looking black maintenance man kept going in an out the side stage door and I thought it a little strange. I edged over to the stage door so I could get a closer look. This man was not only good looking he was hunky, damn hunky.

Well over 6 foot and weighted about 200 hundred pounds, chest as big as a barrel and it was obvious by the size of his arms that he was into weight lifting. His head and face, well his head was slightly horse shoe bald, cut short with his smooth lips sporting a thinly cut mustache, brown eyes that glistened. His pants were definitely tailored to fit him, drawing tightly over his beautiful ass when he walked. The view from the front was just as imposing. It was obvious that he was wearing boxer shorts, with a slight protruding bulge. Enough to make me drool. His thighs were thick like oak logs and emphasized the bulge in his trousers. Leaving me to wonder how it'd look if it started to expand in those pants.

The next time he passed by, I smiled and he returned a smile with a slight wink of the eye. Of course, if you're interested in black men an a real hunk goes by, you know what that does to your best friend that is quietly resting in your shorts. Mine was starting to feel the urge to expand from the excitement of thinking about what could happen. Thank goodness I was wearing tight jockey's to prevent it from getting out of hand.

About the fifth time going into the stage door, he paused a little longer and returned a very pleasant smile and said, "duty calls, catch you later." I only could agree and made a stupid remark like, "the show must go on." He retort was, "maybe we'll have a better show later." Yea, I could only hope so. The theatre doors were opened and I temporarily forgot about this black hunk who had me oozing pre-cum in my shorts. Thank goodness for dark pants.

After the show started I stationed myself by the entrance and waited for late comers. As I was waiting, that maintenance man came through the front saying that he had work to do in the back. Seeing him in brighter lights made him that much more attractive, he was a hot man. His smile was infectious and it turned me on. He said that he knew it wasn't my duty, but would I help him lift something. I agreed and went with him into the lower lobby workroom. The object that he wanted lifted I knew that he could have lifted it by himself, and told him so. His return comment was, "yeh, but it's more fun when two people do it, doing it alone can be tiring." Then there was that smile and a wink. As I walked by him to leave, he had his hand on that slight bulge in his green overalls, and the other hand brushed against my thigh. I'm sure that he could hear my heart beating.

I commented back, "yeh, it sure is better when you can do it together. Later."

I left in a hurry because I knew if I stayed there much longer I would have ripped those fucking pants off of him, sucked on that thick shaft of his.

I returned to my position in the theatre and tried to take my mind off of this man who already had my cock oozing pre-cum and wondering what he'd do to me in bed. Mounted and being mounted and sucking on his cock kept flashing across my mind. I was getting too horny, and the only thing I could do was to go and relieve myself in the rest room. Which I did in a flash. Strangely, it didn't relieve me of my tension.

I got back to my post just in time for intermission and spend the time watching the fire doors so folks couldn't exit out that way for a smoke. That door was next to the inside stage door, where the crew kept going in and out. As luck would have it, he stuck his head out of the door and made a comment about, "you want to see back stage sometime?"

Regretfully, I told him that we were not allowed back there, especially at this time. He said that possibly after the theatre was closed that he could give me a private tour. I jokingly said that I would like that, but probably shouldn't, because one never knows what could happened.

He looked at me and said; "I could only hope what would happened!" I could tell by his breathing that his hormones were in over-drive and his eyes were wondering all over my body. He kept the door slightly ajar and stood in such a position that only I could view his complete body. He had one hand on the door, the other hand resting on his bulging crotch, slowly moving up and down. I told him that he'd better get back to work because if he kept that up, I have to slam him down on the floor and shove my throbbing cock down his throat, I was getting ready to explode. His comment was, " see you after the show." With that he shut the door.

When the show was over, it was part of the ushers job to help be sure that everyone was out of the theatre, and the house people would take care of the rest of the building. Just then the workman showed up in his green trousers, and that ole feeling started to creep into my groin. Since he was one of the house personnel he said that he would be sure that things were locked up tight and no one was left in the building. I was disappointed until he said to me, "why don't you head back to the side fire door and stay out of sight." With the feeling in my pants getting hotter I quickly agreed. After what seemed to be eternity, he came around the corners and said that the theatre was completely empty and that we were alone.

I told him for his protection, since I was a volunteer and it did matter if I was thrown out, we should check the place out closely before making any side trips to back stage. He agreed and thanked me for be so cautious. When we got up to the spot light room up in the back, I opened up the door and he followed me in. Then it hit me, I just couldn't wait to get my hands on his crotch. I grabbed his groin and started to massage his thickening cock. What a beautiful sight to see, a tight pair of pants on a man with his cock slowly enlarging down the leg. With the other hand I started to rub his massive chest, his breathing quicken and said; "gawd, I want that cock sucked." With that I loosened his belts, got on my knees and pulled his pants down. His thick cock shoved up and out against those boxer shorts, but I managed to get it through the opening and quickly planted my lips on that thickening cock head of his. The smell was delicious, but I didn't take time to savor it, I wanted that black throbbing cock deep into my throat. I pulled his ass forward and he grasped the back of my head. My lips were pulled against that wonderful black bushy hair in his groin, I rubbed my nose in it, enjoying every moment of having a thick cock planted in my throat, throbbing.

He was hot and wanted to fuck my face, in a couple of minutes with my tongue working it's way around his cock-head, he lunged forward, grabbed by head and started driving that missile down my throat. I was hungry for that cock, the way I felt at that moment was, I wanted to suck that cock for hours. I couldn't get enough of his cock. His cock worked it way down and I could feel it throbbing release as it spilled forth his seed from those hairy black balls. His ebony rod must have been very sensitive because he held my head tight and wouldn't let me move.

After a short, but very delight rest, he pulled me to my feet and said that was one of the hottest sessions he has had in a long while and hoped that he'd get another chance. I assured him, that before the evening was through, if he was willing, he'd be tired. I intended to work that head of that cock until it was sore.

We left the lighting booth and he took the stairs one way and I the other, just to be sure that no one was left in the theatre. We worked our way through the upper and lower lobby and then back to the stage area. Once in the back stage area he showed me some of the dressings rooms that people had used. I told him that he should be careful here and that it would be safer if he just came to my house. He agreed and said that he was concerned that I might not want a guest that late at night. I told him that midnight wasn't late on a weekend and I hope he didn't have to head home for something. He assured me he didn't. Little did he know that I was lusting for that body and wanted it all night.

By now the subway had closed for the evening, so we hailed a cab to give us a lift. The driver of that cab was a splitting image of the hunk of beef standing next to me. He asked us where we wanted to go and I told him. The cab driver started to make light conversation about us coming out of the theatre so late and Carl just said that we had just locked it up after the last person left and want to head home to get some sleep. Where as the cabby said, "I thought I had taken the last customer home an hour ago, you fellows must have had something interesting going on in there." Carl just said, "yeh, and it was good." All three of us had a knowing grin. The cabby's only comment then was, "glad to hear that something was good." You could tell that the cabby was rubbing his crotch.

There was more light conversation and several implied innuendos with heavy sexual overtones. That cab driver knew what he had in his cab, and here I was with two of the huskiest men I had seen in several years. I'd taken either one of them home. I reached over and started to play with Carl's groin, and he leaned over and said that if I kept that up the driver would know something was going on. I replied that I'm sure he already knew. The driver, whose name we found out to be John, kept looking in the mirror and giving a knowing smile and wink at the both of us. More light chatter followed and then the cabby got real bold and said, "well if you guys need any help tonight, just ask, you're my last customers, before I have to head home alone."

I glanced at Carl and the both of us just nodded our head in agreement. Then Carl said, "yeh, we'll need some help tonight if you think you're man enough, because you'll be putting out for the both of us. That ass and cock of yours had better be hot." Well, John picked right up on that and said, "yeh, sounds fun."

I was getting so hot thinking about it, I started to unzip Carl's pants and took his cock out. The driver turned around and said, "jeez, you are hot to suck his cock, how about putting those lips around my cock." I stopped sucking Carl and said that the driver needed a lesson. "Pull over and let me get in the front seat."

He did and I got in the front seat, John already had his cock out and playing with it. I told him to stop because I could do a better job on this thick throbbing ebony joy stick than he could. I dove down on that cock and took it right to the roots. I was hungry for sucking a good black cock tonight, I just couldn't get enough. I was insatiable, tonight I couldn't get enough black cock to suck on, and at the same time I was thinking about having my cock planted into a nice hot black ass. He let out a "gaaaawd, suck that cock, jeeeeeez that feels good, I'm going to shot this wad in a hurry, hold still, let me fuck that mouth of yours, take this cock, shit, I'm coming, gaaaaawd, that was hot." I continued sucking all the juices out of his cock, rose up and told him there would be more of that at home, if he gets there.

As the driver took off again, I just climbed back in the rear seat and started on Carl's cock again, after watching me give John the quickie suck, he was hot, but I kept him on the brink. He pulled his pants down and one of my hands was under his ass, I started to finger fuck him. "Yeh, oh yeh, shove that up my ass, suck my cock." Carl put both hands on the back of my head and was raping my throat, I was in heaven with his monster cock pummeling my mouth. Just then the driver said we were close to the house and probably should make ourselves respectable. Carl told him to slow down, he was about to shoot his load in my fucking throat. "Ahhhhh, ohhhhh, damn take this load," as I felt his nuts tighten up and his cock enlarge, shooting hot spasm of cum down my throat.

We arrived at the house, my cock was straining to get out of the pants. I told Carl and John to make themselves at home, preferably naked in the bed room. Carl said, "then what?" I told him I didn't care, but that one of them should be on their belly, because I'm getting the case of the blue balls and have to fuck something right away. Carl said, "yeh, having your finger in my ass was just an appetizer, now I want the real thing, I hope you fuck as good as you suck and when you're through I going to fuck your ass good. This black cock is going to mount that sweet ass of yours and you're going to give me a ride for the rest of the night. I went in the kitchen and got us some beers, while Carl and John headed for the bedroom. By the time I got up to the bedroom, Carl and John already had their clothes off and laying on the bed. Carl laying on top of John. There was Carl's beautiful backside exposed. Both of them were starting to kiss each other deep, while John's hands were playing with Carl's ass. John opened up his eyes and looked at me, giving me a knowing wink. I reached for the lube on the bed stand and applied a little to my finger and started to finger fuck Carl. He tighten up those muscles and let out a low groan, "oh, yeh, work those fingers in there, loosen it up, get me ready for that fuck." I kept it up, he arched his back, exposing that love chute that would have me climbing on and fucking it. Jeez, I wanted to shove this cock right into his ass, now. But I kept playing with that love chute, I wanted him hot and ready for the fucking I wanted to give that ass. He kept asking for more and spread those legs, with that I climbed on the both of them. Carl had spread his legs for the onslaught he was begging for and John held those ass cheeks apart so that I could aim my thick cock right to the center of his opening. I entered with ease, he was ready. He arched his back and shove backward, "oh yeh, fuck that ass, show me how a man fucks, I want your cock in there deep." John said that he would like to get from underneath the both of us, so we stopped for a moment while he crawled out. I then started driving my cock into that ass, he kept arching his back, begging to get fuck. The next thing I knew, John was playing with my ass. "Yeh, I like to see those ass muscles of yours work while you're driving that cock into his ass. I bet those buns would feel good having this black cock fucking you while you hopping on Carl's ass. You want to get mounted don't you." "Yeh, mount me."

"Get ready, this hot black cock rod is going to give you the ride you want." I turned my head slightly and told him, "yeh, fuck my ass, get that black cock in there. Fuck me while I fuck Carl. Oh, Yeh." I continued to fuck Carl's ass and his ass felt tight. Carl let me plunge my cock deeper inside of him, then almost all the way out, then in again, hard and rough, as though I were nailing his ass to the bed. His ass was tight. "Oh, yeah," Carl groaned, my cock sliding into his tight ass, I stopped for a minute until John could get his thick cock planted in the white ass he wanted so much. As he penetrated me I felt his cock getting larger and larger, and I knew he was going to give my ass a good fuck. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled himself up tight onto my ass groaning and saying, "take this mancock up your ass, work those muscles, I've got enough cock to pound your hungry asshole." Meanwhile Carl was slamming his ass back to meet each thrust and devour my cock, groaning, "fuck me until I can't walk, fuck me raw, I want some serious fucking, pound that ass." I was caught in the middle, Carl pushing back as hard as he could and John shoving forward, fucking hormones took over. I was hot and I pounded Carl in short, hard strokes, and never let up. While at the same time John was burning up my ass, grinding his thick black cock as deep as possible. "Ooooh, John, fuck me, I want your load, fuck me with that cock, give me more, make me know you're in there!" It didn't take long for his big dick to fill my spasming asschute. I squeeze my ass muscles tight and let him ride up and down with his long shaft while I enjoyed Carl's backward slamming of his ass into my cock. I could hear the sound of our naked flesh slapping together each time I buried my cock into his guts and could hear his groans of pleasure. Again and again, I rammed my thick length of hard flesh into his black ass, while John was doing his best to thrust his big cock completely into my asshole. After what seemed to be a very short time, the need to release was too great. We fucked faster and harder, jamming in, shoving it to the hilt, with one last lunge and me pile driving into Carl's ass, I felt John's cock thicken to a wonderful size and send spasm of juice deep into my ass. Feeling his throbbing cock rubbing up against my prostrate sent me over the edge. One more shove is all it took to plant my enraged cock deeper, while Carl continued to spread his legs as far as he could. He wanted that cock, and I nailed that ass of his to the bed. We all were exhausted and rolled over on our sides, catching our breath. I don't know which one I enjoyed more, John fucking my ass or letting Carl back up to my cock. But what ever it was, the three of us changed position several times that night. By morning, we were exhausted and finally hit the sack, with a cock imbedded in my ass, and mine in another.