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 Roofers

Paul worked in a small annexe office with one other colleague. This week, however, his colleague was on holiday, which was extremely convenient as Paul had a major distraction to deal with and as a result was not getting much work done. There were a couple of workmen repairing the roof to his office, they were absolutely gorgeous and it was the middle of a heatwave so their clothing was minimal.

They had arrived on the Monday morning as Paul was about to make a start on some back filing. They introduced themselves as James and Bryan. James was mid twenties, had his blond hair cropped really short. He was clean shaven with bright blue eyes. Bryan was slightly older looking had dark hair and eyes and two day stubble. Both men had deep tans from all their outdoor work and neither had an ounce of fat on their bodies; just solid muscle. Paul's dick was half hard from the moment they arrived. The men were outside working on the roof, but would come into the office to make telephone calls, have a tea break etc. Whenever they did they would chat to Paul constantly. He would sit there watching them, unable to get up from his desk for fear that they would notice his hardon which was straining against the material of his work trousers in an attempt to break free.

For three days Paul was in absolute torment. He would have to go into the office toilet to relieve himself a couple of times a day. He started to notice that James was regularly groping himself whilst in the office, well not exactly groping himself, perhaps re-arranging himself would be a better way of describing it. Paul, however, was convinced that it was entirely innocent. On the Thursday morning, however, there was a further development. About half an hour after the guys had started to work, James came into the office. "Alright, Paul?" he asked, "You haven't got any scissors have you?". Paul got out a pair of scissors and asked James what he needed them for. "Well, I forgot to bring my shorts today, so I want to cut down these jogging bottoms." Then standing in full view of Paul he dropped his jogging bottoms. As he lifted each leg to pull them over his shoes, Paul could clearly see James' cock and balls poking out from the bottom of his boxer shorts. James sat down in front of Paul with his legs splayed wide open and set to work cutting down the jogging bottoms. Just glimpsing James' cock had caused Paul to spring a hardon.

James was chatting on about various trivial things, Paul mumbled replies. Eventually James looked up at him and asked "Everything all right Paul? You seem very distracted this morning." As he asked he suddenly noticed that Paul was not looking him in the eye. James glanced down at his own body and realised that Paul could clearly see his dick through the open fly of his boxer shorts. Paul realised that James had caught him looking and his face flushed red with embarrassment. "I see." said James, a smile spreading across his face "Spotted something you like have you?". Paul did not reply but stared down at the document in front of him on his desk. James' cock started to come to life, thickening and extending. As it got harder it poked out through the hole in his boxer shorts. He stood up facing Paul across the desk, his dick now a fully erect 8 inches. "Look at me." he demanded. Paul raised his eyes and noticed the hard on. He couldn't stop himself from licking his lips. "Want to suck it, queerboy?" said James. Paul nodded and James moved around the desk until he stood alongside Paul. "Go ahead then." said James.

Paul did not need to be asked twice. Without pausing to think about the possible consequences of someone disturbing them or what James might do afterwards, he reached out and grabbed the base of James's dick. "Stop messing about, suck it!" hissed James. Paul stuck out his tongue and ran it around the head of James' dick lapping up the drop of precum that had already formed there. He leant forward and tightened his lips around the top of the shaft just behind the head. Sucking hard on the cock he slowly slid the entire shaft into his mouth until James' balls were slapping against his chin. He worked on the cock using his throat muscles and tongue to maximise the pleasure and grabbed hold of James' balls and tugged them gently. James was moaning "Fucking brilliant. That feels so good. Yeah, suck my cock, play with my balls." James pulled his dick out of Paul's mouth and started smearing the head across his face. Paul desperately tried to get the dick back into his mouth. He wanted more. "Beg for it cocksucker." said James. "Please!" replied Paul "Please let me suck it some more. I want you to shoot your cum down my throat.".

As Bryan walked into the office, he stopped dead in his tracks. He was momentarily unable to comprehend the scene before him. There was his workmate James with his sizeable cock shoved down Paul's throat. It was obvious that they were both enjoying it immensely. Bryan felt his own dick pulse into life. Absentmindedly he started to grope himself and his cock became fully erect in his shorts. He was confused, he had never felt remotely interested in the idea of sex with men, but there was no doubt that the scene before him was turning him on. James turned his head around and spotted Bryan. Paul was so engrossed in what he was doing he had not, as yet, noticed the new arrival. "This guy is a fantastic cocksucker, Bryan." said James. Paul looked up long enough to register Bryan's obvious interest before returning to work on Paul. Bryan walked across the room pulling his dick out from his shorts and wanking it slowly. He stood right next to James and started batting his hard on againt Paul's face.

Paul took the hint and broke off from James' dick in order to pay some attention to Bryan's. As he felt Paul take the whole of his dick into his mouth, Bryan gasped out loud and he felt his knees go weak. This was an incredible sensation, not like any of the half hearted blow jobs he'd received from various girlfriends. Paul started to alternate attention on each dick in front of him. Whilst sucking on one he would stroke the dick and play with the balls of the other. He could feel that the two guys were getting close as their balls started to contract up against their bodies. As he was sucking on James' dick he let his finger run back along the crack of his arse until he found his hole. Then without warning he shoved his finger up into James' arse. James cried out aloud and started shooting his cum down Paul's throat. Paul pulled off the dick slightly so that he could taste the cum properly. Then he removed it completely from his mouth and let the last two bursts of cum splatter across his face. James pulled away quickly and disappeared into the toilet.

Paul watched him leave and then turned his attention to Bryan. "Let me rim you." he begged. Bryan looked confused. Paul started licking at his balls and then let his tongue run back between Bryan's arsecheeks. His tongue flicked against Bryan's hole. "What are you doing?!" cried Bryan, pulling away. "Please let me rim you. It'll feel good, I promise" said Paul. Bryan looked disgusted at the idea, but did not resist as Paul turned him around and pushed against his shoulders bending him over the desk. Pauls grabbed hold of the cheeks of Bryan's arse and spread them apart. He inhaled the smell of the sweat before diving in and thrusting his tongue deep into Bryan's hole. Bryan started to writhe about on the desk and moaned aloud. He was experiencing intense sensations of pleasure radiating out from his arse throughout his body. Paul reached between Bryan's legs and took hold of his cock. He started wanking the dick as he continued pushing his tongue into the hole. Bryan reachd round to pull his arsecheeks further apart. "Deeper," he said "Get that tongue deeper." Paul did his best to oblige and suddenly Bryan stood up and turned around. "I'm coming!" he cried and the cum exploded from the end of his cock. Paul stuck out his tongue and caught some of the load on it. He swallowed it noisily as he felt his own cum spurting from his cock. He'd not even needed to touch himself the session had been so horny.

Bryan and James did not speak to Paul about what had happened, but the next morning first Bryan and then James wandered into the office for a repeat performance. The following week, however, Paul's colleague was back at work and Paul was not able to get any further chances to suck those wonderful cocks.

A Warm Holiday

I had been working during the Christmas holidays and decided to leave for home early. The day was nice for late December--typical for the Austin, Texas area. As I drove through the UT campus I noticed a very handsome young man in the car next to me while we were stopped at the traffic signal. I drive a Jeep Wrangler which sits high enough off of the road to allow me to sneak peeks into the cars next to me ... a real treat in the summertime. I saw that the the young guy was either scratching or rearranging his crotch. "Probably doesn't realize that I can see into his car," I thought. As my good luck would have it, though, we stopped alongside each other at the next light a block away, and he was still moving around down there.

This time, the fellow looked over at me. I was immediately embarrassed, thinking that I'd been caught seeing something I shouldn't have. But he kept right on with his hand moving through his jeans. As we continued on down the road I made my turn. I noticed that he was glanced back over his shoulder as I turned. When I finally made it to the next light I saw that my new friend was already there, waiting for me. I followed him as he drove into campus. He parked. I parked. My vinyl window was down, and I tried to pretend I was reading the local music magazine. Each time I looked up, however, I could see that he was looking at me from inside of his car, parked only a few yards away. He had one of those looks that made me think he was about to ask me a question.

So there we were, in a UT dorm parking lot, in broad daylight, trying to get the nerve up to do something. I began to pull out of the lot from pure frustation of not knowing what to do. I figured that he was interested enough to follow me back to my apartment. I live alone, and that would be a convenient solution. I was afraid, though, that I would lose him on the highway drive to my place. I got my nerve up and drove down farther into campus to a building I had once taken a class in. I knew the layout of the place, and, since there were no classes being held, I felt confident that the place would be deserted.

My friend drove behind me and watched me as I got out of my Jeep and entered the dark hallway of the building. Behind me I could hear the outside door open, followed by the sound of his footsteps. I walked into the old, marble restroom and stood nervously at the center urinal (strategic placement, I reasoned). Sure enough, the young lad walked in and took his place at the far end. As I glanced over I noticed that he was sporting a beautiful woodie. Again, he gave me that look of question.

Without so much as a word I walked over to the guy and took his penis into my hand, then I knelt down and pulled it into my mouth. It was long and wide and smelled like he had just showered.

A noise startled us. "My luck," I thought to myself. But no, noone appeared. So the boy took a couple of steps backward to a spot just past the last stone stall. These old university bathrooms had large, frosted windows, and there was an empty place which was used to store mop buckets and cleaning supplies in years past between the last stall and the wall of white glass.

I looked over at the young man as he pulled his jeans down. He was without underwear and shod in classic college Birkenstocks. His chest was covered by a loose-fitting cable knit sweater. He looked like a child, his streaked brown hair in full waves and curls surrounding his face.

I resumed my position in front of him and reached my left hand around his balls so I could guide into my throat. The smell of his dick was overwhelming. There was nothing else I could smell, nothing else I could taste. I felt like the vampire Lestat, feeding on this young man's body and its fluids.

His wide dick began to grow harder in my mouth. As much as I wanted to continue sucking on the flesh, I also wanted to taste the fruit of my victory. He crashed his young hips into my face, spilling every drop of his semen onto my tongue. It tasted so good I didn't want to swallow it. But swallow it I did.

He was still shuddering as I stood up and turned to the mirror to straighten myself up. I saw his reflection; he still wore his jeans around his ankles where I'd left them.

I winked at the stranger and walked out down the dark and quiet hall. I climbed up into my Jeep, not fully believing that this had just happened.

About the time that I started my Jeep and began to put it into gear my fellow crossed in front of me and sat down inside his car. He smiled and waved at me as we drove off in opposite directions.

I never spoke to him, never learned his name. That might have ruined it.

Tom The Cab Driver

I meant to write last night or call but I was so tired that I went to bed at six p.m. and slept until this morning. I went to New York on Wednesday for a meeting and after that was over went up town to a party a friend of mine was having. It was a dinner thing with ten people. At the dinner I met Carl, a Cuban American, who works for the UN. His parents live on the Cape. We got talking and, this being a gay crowd, it was plan what we both liked sexually. About ten p.m. Carl asked if I would like to go to his place for a night cap??? I kinda knew were this was heading so I grabbed my coat and off we went.

Carl is about 5'6", has a thin waist. 30" and a nice, uncut 6" cock. He was wearing a tight pair of black Bike pants under his Dockers. When he took off the slacks the bike pants showed his ass, which was just right, and his hairy legs. He has a lot of chest hair and two nice large nipples.

His place was about a mile from Jeff's place so we took a cab as it was very cold and windy. In the cab Carl put his left hand on my cock. He squeezed hard and smiled. I reached down to his thigh and when I felt the lycra compression pants under his slacks I got real hard, real fast. He loved that. I just kept sliding my hand along his inner leg. His cock was down his left side so I got a good feel of it. It was thick.

The cabby he was a cute kid of about twenty, and was watching us in the mirror. So, having a few drinks in me, I decided to give him a show. I leaned over and ran my tongue along the inside seam of Carl's pants and, with that, Carl raised his hips. He let out a moan when I took a good bite of the tip of his cock. I felt the cab swerve so I sat up and the kid was staring at me. Shit! Only one night and I had committed myself to Carl. But the cabby was a doll; a nice toothy smile and sooo young...

When we stopped at the brownstone, Carl paid the driver as I looked at the guy's tight light-blue jeans. The kid had a very nice bulge showing. I leaned over and whispered " Nice cock" and the kid smiled. I almost got back into the cab, right then and there.

Carl knew I was horny, I still showed a hardon that I was not even trying to hide. I wanted the kid to see all he could. He might even have a JO session over me when he went home or even sooner. I looked at Carl and just blurted out. "I want to blow both you and HIM!" pointing to the kid. The cab's engine stopped. Carl said, "He's cute." I looked at the kid and asked if he wanted to fuck and suck.. He grinned wide and said he'd park the cab. Carl was rubbing his cock and smiling broadly.

The drivers name was Tom and he came upstairs where Carl got us some beers and seated everyone on the couch. I reached over to unzip Tom's jeans. A nice, worn pair of BVDs covered his hard cock. Carl knelt down between my legs and undid my slacks. He was sucking my cock while I was chewing the kid's briefs. I told Carl to stand up so I could undo his pants and pull them down. When I saw the black compression pants I just wrapped my mouth around his hard dick and sucked him off. It didn't take long, Carl was horny and had been ready to shoot in the cab. He soaked the lycra and my mouth. By this time Tom had his jeans off and was down on me. I grabbed his head and shoved his mouth hard onto my cock. He tongued my dick head like a pro.

I pushed down hard when I shot off and Tom started gagging. He pulled off and laid back on the couch. Then Carl got between his legs and pulled out a nice thin 5" cock and sucked it down into his mouth. I leaned over and pulled the kid's shirt off his hairless chest and started chewing on his left nipple. Tom reached for my head and pulled me to him mouth and we kissed until he shot his load into Carl's mouth. He nearly bit my tongue off.

Tom had blond hair and brown eyes, which gave him a real sexy look. His skin was white but had an olive tone to it. Very nice body with very little hair around his sex.

As we were kissing Toms had reached down between my ass cheeks and was trying to finger me. After the sex we removed the rest of our clothes and went into the bedroom to finish our beers on Carl's bed and talk. Tom was in the middle and Carl and me were on each side rubbing him all over. I had the feeling Carl liked to fuck so when I saw him getting very friendly with Tom's ass I sighed. I put my attention on Tom's nipples and mouth, which was met with a good reception. Carl went down on Tom the minute he started to show the slightest erection response to my kissing. The kid's cock was nice and I was playing with the balls and Carl's chin as he sucked.

I reached around to Tom's ass and pulled him off the bed, and Carl dove right for the guy's ass lickin' like mad. I slid down and licked the nipples and then the belly button. I wanted that cock badly so I opened with just the crown in my mouth, lightly biting the underside. Then slowly and sucking very hard, I let it slide into my mouth all the way. His sex smell was driving me wild. I had my nose buried in his pubes and started to rotate my face as I sucked harder so my nose brushed the fine soft pubic hairs.

I slid off the cock and lowered my mouth down to Tom's balls, which were hairless, and, as I licked I felt his right leg lift up and that was where my chin met Carl's chin. We licked the space between Tom's balls and his hole together and tonguing each others lips at the same time. I then pulled back as Carl got off the bed and went to get a condom and jell. I went back down on Tom's cock as Carl put on the condom and greased up Tom's hole and his hard dick. Tom grabbed my head and started face fucking me as Carl slid his cock up his ass. The whole bed started moving and the smell of the lube and my own pre-cum plus the saliva and pre-cum on Tom's cock was driving me wild. I drove harder as Tom's hands grabbed my head tightly. Carl had picked up his pace and was shoving mightily and deep as I felt my cum load start spraying Tom's legs and the bed. Carl shoved hard and stopped deep inside as he shot off and when Tom felt that he pulled me all the way down onto his cumming cock. I was in heaven, his cum tasted salty and sweaty all at the same time and I could feel the sweat soaked pubics burning my eyes.

He let go fast and collapsed on his side letting his cock pop out of my mouth. I was covered with sweat and the cum that came out the side of my mouth. I noticed Carl was sucking on the condom, that sight gave me another hardon. But it was getting late. I just slid up to Tom and kissed him. He was so cute with his hair so wet from the fucking he had just enjoyed so much. "I have to get back to my hotel" I said to Tom. He smiled.

We all showered at Carl's suggestion and I asked Tom to drive me over to the hotel, which he agreed to do. We thanked Carl and went down to the cab. On the short ride Tom and I held hands and exchanged phone numbers. New York may not be great but at least I made a new friend. . . well, really two.

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 Cinema

I'd not expected this place to be so, well, full. What I'd expected eluded me now. All I know is that I hadn't expected it to be this busy in here. Outside it was cold. Bitterly so, in fact, and that perhaps had something to do with the number of people that found themselves here. It was dark. Of course, it was a movie theater, so that was only logical. There were a few empty seats, and I chose to sit in the most isolated one I could find. The entire place was done in red, a very dark red, and smelled rather odd, which was also logical considering the kind of place this was. The room was long and somewhat narrow, and as one entered, a small passageway divided the actual theater from the lobby with a small staircase leading down into darkness. At the end of the theater was a small screen and a few steps that also led down into darkness. On the screen itself was the focus of most of the attention in this theater. Two men, both extremely good looking, were busy sucking each others hard cocks in a sixty nine that would have driven me wild.

As this was my first time here, I really had no idea what it was I should be doing, and found myself sitting, watching as the sixty-nine on the screen became a fuck fest full of moaning and groaning. Needless to say, my cock was hard, but I simply didn't have the courage to do as others seemed to be doing. I didn't have the courage to pull it from my pants and jerk myself off. So I sat. The movie was standard gay porn, the only thing distinguishing it from any other porn I'd seen was the look of the actors, for they were all extremely good looking. In fact, they all looked rather false, as if men this good looking were impossible. I must've sat there for about an hour, before the first of several men sat beside me. The first was an older man, and I don't mean just older than myself, I mean older than just about everyone, sat, stared for a while, and then left. Obviously getting the message.

The second man was also older, but this time he was not so old as to remind me of my grandfather. He also sat for a while, undoing his pants and pulling them down to his knees. He was amply endowed, to say the least, and quite attractive, but as I said earlier, I just didn't have the courage to pull my own cock out of my pants in such a public place. Not yet, anyway. He jerked himself off for a while, but before coming, decided to leave me be. The movie on the screen had changed, and this one was a little different from the first in that it also included a woman in one of the scenes. Now, women don't turn me on at all, but the idea of doing a man while he does a woman is an absolute turn on.

I'd been here almost two hours, and had barely moved. The scene on the screen had gotten me so hard I simply couldn't stay in the seat. I got up and moved to the back of the room, where several men were standing. The curtain separating the small hallway from the theater was closed, so I pushed it aside and stepped through. I moved down the stairs quietly, not knowing what to expect, and reaching the bottom, found myself in an empty hallway that had several locked and two open doors. One of the open doors led to the men's room, lit by a single fluorescent ring. The second door led into another hallway, this one darker and longer than the first, and connecting to the door and stairway by the screen. One end of the hallway was lit by a single bulb high up in the stairwell, while the other end was pitch black.

From the darkness could be heard voices. Not speaking, but moaning softly. Others grunted, and I knew with no doubt in my head that this was what they'd all come here for. This dark space where the touch of a stranger brought with it pleasure and satisfaction. I didn't suddenly feel any braver, since I decided to head for my seat upstairs. When I got there, I sat once more, feeling a little overwhelmed, and perhaps scared. A third man sat next to me. This time, however, the man was not only young, but very good looking as well. This man, like the second, felt no shame in pulling his pants down, this time to his ankles. I couldn't help but look, of course, look at the hard cock now standing so proud, tempting me to reach over and stroke it. I couldn't. Perhaps he read my mind, because he chose that moment to reach over and touch my crotch. He said nothing as he stroked my crotch and his hard cock. I was paralyzed, but it didn't matter, 'cause he was intent on what he was doing. With the one hand, he undid my fly and found my own hard member squeezed tight in my pants.

He had no resistance from me as he pulled it out and proceeded to stroke it. It felt so good to have his hand on my cock. My foreskin moved up and down along the shaft along with his left hand, and my eyes were glued to the magnificent cock that jutted forth from his body. It was nine inches if anything, and had a foreskin, which like my own, was ample enough to accommodate another cock within. He surprised me, then, by kneeling in front of me to take my cock in his mouth. My head jerked back, as he slowly nibbled at the foreskin, making me crazy with pleasure. Afraid, that's what I felt. Afraid and excited. In my head I knew that I wasn't the only one here doing this, but I also felt as if I'd be tapped on the shoulder at any moment and hauled off by some cop.

Of course those fears faded with the feeling of the warm mouth on my cock. He deepthroated it, and I could feel the back of his throat with my cockhead. I let out a moan of satisfaction, and then he stood, his cock long and limp in front of me. Not bothering to put it back into his pants, he moved toward the stairs at the head of the theater, he beckoned me to follow, but unlike him, I couldn't simply walk around with my dick hanging out of my pants, so I zipped up. I followed him down the stairs into the dimly lit passage that ended in total darkness at the other end. He moved forward, passing the doorway that intersected with the other, better lit hallway. Into the darkness he went, and I followed. Weaving my way through what seemed like countless hands, all reaching for us.

The tiny bit of light that managed to find its way here through the bodies was only sufficient to allow the glimpses of silhouettes, each in different positions, different places, doing different things. I could feel the hand of the man I'd followed grab at my jacket, pull me toward him, and kiss me. Within moments I had all but forgotten where I was, how dark it was, and the smell of this place. All I knew then and there was the warm wet tongue in my mouth. Others around us helped themselves to a feel every once in a while, but it could not detract from what I was doing. Our hands moved freely over each other, and what I felt beneath his clothing was exciting me. His chest was strong and hard, his stomach was rippled in the most incredible way, and his cock, hard and thick in my hand. Once in a while I couldn't help but look around as the man kissed my neck or shoulder. I saw the silhouettes of men, kneeling, standing, bent over as others fucked them, and soon, I knew it would be me. Doing it like an animal in the dark.

It didn't matter, any longer. I knelt before him, running my hands up and down his legs, feeling the muscles underneath. The dick and balls hung in front of me, though I certainly couldn't see them very well, and the time was now. I took the head of the cock into my mouth, and sucked gently. The foreskin still covered it, so I worked my tongue into it eliciting a moan form him. I could taste his excitement under the skin. The cock head was wet with pre-cum, and I delighted in the slick feeling my tongue encountered.

He moved his hips forward, pushing his cock into my mouth. The skin gave way, and the big head lay on my tongue, slippery and delicious. Others around us were drawn to us, watching intently, for it became easier to see after a while, as I sucked on this strangers growing cock. I took him as deep as I could, feeling his balls on my chin. Others were jerking off around us, and it excited me. He undid his belt and let his pants drop to his ankles, giving me access to his ample, hard ass. It felt strong as I squeezed and pulled him closer so as to swallow his whole cock again. It reached far down into my throat, and his soft moans inspired me. I could see another man standing beside me, his cock but a few inches away from my moving face. I could feel at least two pairs of hands touching me, and hands touching him, lifting his shirt, exposing the washboard stomach underneath. They weren't his own hands, of course, for they were busy holding onto my head as he fucked my face. Someone knelt beside me, the man whose cock was at my face a moment ago, and reached for my cock.

He found my jeans, and began to undo the fly as best he could. It proved difficult enough for him to give up, so he reached for the man's balls. There I was, a cock in my mouth, while three or four other men stroked this man's hot muscles, nipples and balls. The man continued moving his hips, pushing his long thick cock deeper and deeper into my eager mouth. Yet another man tried to undo my fly, having a little more luck than the first. He, whoever he might have been, knelt behind me, his hard cock rubbing up against my covered ass. He reached around me as I sucked cock, and undid my belt and fly, releasing my cock from its denim prison. He leaned up against my back, grabbing hold of my dick and stroked it masterfully.

The man pulled up at me. I stood, and was quickly greeted by his hot tongue on my parted lips. God, I thought, I can't even remember what he looks like now. I kissed him as roughly as I knew how, trying to show some strength, some sense of domination, but it was no use. I felt carried away by the whole experience. Someone, probably the man who'd undone my jeans, pulled them down to my knees. Hands were everywhere. On my cock, on my balls and massaging my ass, perhaps unsure of how I would feel about a further intrusion into that area. The man lifted the front of my shirt over my head releasing it behind my back so that my chest and stomach were exposed to his expert tongue.

He went straight for the nipples, as I felt someone kneel behind me and begin to kiss and lick my ass cheeks. He was rough with my nipples, this man, and I loved every minute of it. My nipples were never all that sensitive, but his hard sucking and biting were now driving me crazy. The man behind me now dove for what he wanted, probing at my asshole with his hot tongue. The man knelt and removing someone's hand from my cock, swallowed it whole. I let out a moan that must have been heard upstairs, and then felt two mouths clamp down on my nipples. Four men, I had four men working on me at the same time. I was in heaven. The man was sucking my cock with the same furious gusto he'd sucked my tits, using his hands to work both my balls and my foreskin.

My cock, my asshole and my nipples were on delicious fire. For some strange reason, it occurred to me that these four men knew each other. That the man had been the lure, but oh what a lure. The man stood and kissed me furiously, the taste of my pre-cum still in his mouth. I felt the men nudging me, making me turn around, and I knew they were working together. I was now facing the man who, only moments earlier, had been probing my hole with his tongue. He immediately knelt before me and began to suck my dick. His was a gentler form of cock sucking. Slow and deliberate in its delivery of pleasure. He knew exactly what his movements were doing to me. One of the other men grabbed hold of my chin and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep into my mouth, the other knelt and grabbed hold of my balls, licking them softly as his friend sucked on my cock. The man reached around me, snuggling up to my back and grabbing hold of my nipples.

His cock was nestled between my asscheeks, rubbing up against my eager asshole as he pumped and kissed the back of my neck. He licked down my back to my ass, and placed a gentle kiss on my asscheek. He stood and grabbed at my nipples again, twisting until I thought I'd scream. His cock was no longer nestled between my asscheeks, rather it stood poised to enter me, pushing ever so gently. He made no move to penetrate, waiting for a signal from me. I gave it, raising my ass slightly and using my hands to part the cheeks. He pushed, oh so slowly, he pushed. I gasped at the shocking sensation, the two before me continuing their work on my cock and balls. The man was in, pushing his huge cock all the way in. I threw my head back, letting it rest on his shoulder. He let out a tiny moan that only I could hear, and began to fuck me. Oh, if only I could describe the sensations I was feeling as this enormous cock plowed into me with increasing force, for the man was intent on fucking me with the same power he'd done everything else, hard and furious. In and out the cock went, practically pulling out and then plunging back into me. The men before me switched their toys every once in a while, while the man beside me kissed me as he quietly jerked himself off. Suddenly he blew, spraying my thigh with his creamy love juice.

That was it for me, I couldn't hold it any more. I blew my wad, filling a mouth with my steamy cum. Behind me the man plunged in to the hilt and blew his load deep into me, pulling me up against him as he came, and came. The man who'd stood beside had gone. The two before me stood, kissing and grabbing at each others faces, sharing my hot cum. I was still leaning on the man, who'd gone soft inside all the while kissing my neck and shoulders. "I live close by, buddy. Would you like to come over?" He said. I was stunned. He hadn't said a single word until just then, and the beauty of his voice caught me completely off guard. So deep, so masculine. "Did you know them?" I asked. "My friends. We all live in the same building." That said, how could I possibly refuse.

Francois

The world is seen from a window, sloping roofs of gray oil-cloth, chimneys in erection, studios dulled by drawn blinds, the darkened garrets, attics hidden from view. The Hotel is in the old part of Paris, bounded on one side by the rue de Cliche, and the other by the rue de Bois. I peer from my room of the hotel overlooking an empty courtyard across at shuttered apartment building, the walls suggestively stained and discolored. All windows closed, save one, thrown wide, although by daylight the interior is not visible. Returning that night after dinner, comparatively early, I turned off the light and left the curtains open. Lapping in a breeze, the drapes seemed to be licking the night air with tentative jabs.

The courtyard below is quite dark, but then, as I gazed out, I saw a light on, in the sole unshuttered apartment opposite. Behind a small ornamental iron-wrought balustraded balcony stands a young man, handsome in the extreme, wearing only a short white dressing-gown in the japonais style, called a 'happy coat', as they call it in the orient. He undid the ribbon-wide belt and exposed himself to me. His nakedness makes me take an sharp intake of breath. Only thirty feet or so away, and he knows I am looking. The windows wide open, he stands framed like a byzantine icon, his nudity gleaming in the dying rays of an angry sunset, and as I looked away saw the Seine, flushed red as if with blood, and the twin gray towers of Notre Dame, almost lost from sight, wrapped in a mantle of orange mist. The youth's hand forms a tunnel, in which he holds his soft pale cock, though too far to quite make out if he is circumcised or not: he starts to rocks his hips, swaying his buttocks forth and back, while his other arm crosses his chest, his nipple between his fingers.

The room is empty, save for an armchair of indeterminate green and curtains of a specific jaundiced yellow. The gentle heaving motions continue, until he gets bored, mired in ennui, and turns away, his orbed ivory buttocks flash in the moonlight and he goes inside, the light goes out, and he is gone. The very next night he encores the performance. And the next night and the next. Sometimes, he returns completely naked sans housecoat, or slipped off one shoulder. Nude, he demonstrates his fascination for his penis. Somedays, soft, somedays, semi-erect, sometimes comparatively inert. But never completely stiff. That night, I dine at Alfini's resturaunt where I am regular.

Alone. Save for a small quartet playing chamber music. I invite a waiter to perform, and order. I eat heartily, drink moderately; an eclair for desert and ask for the check. Steadily I walk home, the sound of a sentimental violin melody still in my ears, accompanies my footfalls, as I make my way through the bittersweet streets. Not to my hotel; but to the adjacent building, for I am fortified, and have courage. And he is waiting. I mount the stoneflight of steps, pass through the glass paneled doors; the concierge asleep. The arabian carpeted floor, gives a little underfoot as I enter the spindly cage-elevator and it rattles, as it takes me to the fourth floor.

There are directions, tessellated tiles, leading me, if my study of the building is correct, the calculation precise; this must be the room. Hardened wood, glistening in patches where the unworn varnish gleams. With my knobbed walking cane, I knock. Once, twice. thrice. I hear a movement within. A bolt is drawn, a chain-latch unshackled, and the golden brass doorhandle rotates, as the door is unlocked, opened half a crack, and I see a strip of face, an inquiring hungry eye looks out, and a whispered breathy voice says; "Who's there?" "A friend..." The door opens wider, the boy I have been watching, dressed in the now too familiar housecoat pokes out his eye, to view me through the crack of the door, and reassured, invites me in. "You are the american artist, who stays across, at the hotel des Etrangers," he says in a smokey toned accent, in his crisp, impeccable but otherworldly English. "Pray enter, m'sieu," he says, in an overly formal but enticing manner.

His hair is tousled, and his forehead covered by a bang of nut-brown glossy hair, hiding his eyes, which he lazily brushes back as if been awakened from sleep, and one fist clutches the folds of the yellow sunflower-adorned robe. The room is small. Patterned wallpaper, velvet cushions strewn on an overstuffed armchair, a mahogany writing desk, with a small, parafine lamp, the mantle glows, wick burning low. A painting on the wall, overtly gilt framed, an embarrassment of imprecise color.Cubist. On a side table there is a basket of fruit, containing two shiny apples and a upward curving banana, strategically placed. "Allow me to take your coat, sir. Please to be seated." I remove the heavy coat that does little to hide my bulk, my top hat is placed with my gloves and cane on the mantle shelf above the fireplace.I look around, the writing desk, tidy, the inkwell, and pens in neat order.

The blotter is stained with the imprint of mirror reversed phrases, but now unintelligible, all is ordered and proper. "You would take a sherry, sir?" he asks politely and adds, "I'm afraid it is all I have." "You have charms, that would soothe a savage beast..." "And, m'sieu is a bete? M'sieu, I hope that is true..." I made a growl, and he smiles. He goes to the walnut inlaid cabinet, and produces a bottle and a louis quatorze wine glass. As he bends over, the robe rises up, and exposed is his peached rump, and hanging below are the two rough plums of his youthful testes, and dangling is the pink penis, with its lavender flared mushroom tip.

Closing the cabinet, with his rear, mine host returns, tiptoeing, walking with easy grace, his hair aureoled in gold, eyes glimmering with blue azurite, pale skin, and the gentle wisps of body hair, emphatically aesthetic, to please his patient guest. A connossieur with time on his hands. The room growing dark, he turns up the mantle, all was hushed as if in a church, he was priest and I the sole mendicant. "Je m'appelle Francois," he says, as way of introduction.

"You live here... alone?" I ask tentatively, as he holds the glass, into which he pours, from a bottle that is large in his hands. His age is about twenty, and gives off an air of bruised innocence. The meagre light casts a mysterious glow on his gentle features. His hair seems darker, his eyes like a cat, his lips moist, as he takes a sip of golden colored wine and then passes it to me as I take my place in the large armchair, and he stands close, the floppy robe he wears, falls loosely, and I can see his smooth chest and the hollowness of the pit of his neck, a glimpse of pearl white shoulder, and it stops, as his slender legs are revealed, and the split of his crotch still hidden, so I reach forward and raise the hem of the robe, until I see the beguiling lengthening penis. His hands go to the floral belt and he is disrobed, a knee raised on the arm of the chair. "Not too sweet...the sherry?" "Delightful..." I stroke the fullness of his inner thigh with its light covering of blond hairs. He leans forward, taking his weight on the arms, and the bang of forelock hair brushes my face like a chinese plumed fan.

He gets up on the chair with me, straddling my legs, and like a well trained man-servant undoes my cravat and unbuttons my shirt. "Such a fine mat of hair.." he says, as he caresses my chest, and works his hands, massaging my taut corded neck muscles. My own arms reach up, around his back and pull him close. My tongue, broad, flat, moist, spreads out over his belly and tastes the male flesh with its tangy sweet softness. My hands slip down, cusping the buttocks, full and firm, and giving. A finger presses against his anus, the portal of pleasure. "Oh, m'sieu..." he gasps. He reaches down, unbuttons the pants flap of my trousers. As in good Darwinian theory, homo habilis has become homo erectus and is now evolved to homo priapus. "Is the monsieur cold? Shall I light a fire?" My answer is a burning kiss on his mouth, and an attempted entrance of his anal heart with my middle finger. My diamond ring, meets his satin flesh ring. He winces. With pleasure. The buried digit bores, wriggles, widens. He groans an oath in French. He is a francophone and I am a francophile.

He pulls away, gets down, kneels on the carpet before me, my erection before him, as tall as his face. He crushes his lips against the veined column. He seems to be suffocating on the heady sexual odor that fills the room. He takes long in and out lunges, bobbing on the end of my velvet soft bulb, taking all into the soft delicate membranes of his mouth. My eyes were now, as I held his face off, for I did not wish to expiate just yet, on his face, my hands holding the oval visage, mouth oped wide, and on his youthful forehead saw a perfect dewdrop of perspiration, that under force of gravity, trickled down into his unworried brow in a silvery rivulet. He looked up at me, with eyes calm, and we heard a cab pass quickly in the sreet outside, and was quickly swallowed up into the entrails of Paris. An ormulu clock on the mantelpiece struck the half-hour.

The moment was here. He stood before me, his arms by his side in an open, giving, bequeathing posture. I drew him close; against my breast, I could feel a sudden tremor, a warm shiver in his body, the thump-thump of his heart, as I pulled first one thigh, then his other, over mine, so he was positioned thus; my instrument of desire, the swollen organ pressed between two precious butt-cheeks, and let him arch his hips, raise up, and sit down upon my entering member. And as I pushed up, he drew down, and my full fleshsword penetrated the tropical humidity. His sphincter muscles gripping, but accepting. He took the full measure and started to ride, rising and falling, exerting his leg-muscles. And I pressed my hands on his upper hips as he went down, then moved my hands, cupping his buttocks on the up-stroke like the piston of highly charged Daimler engine. He held tight onto my shoulders, as a fulcrum for leverage, and moaned, "Le bon Dieu,...Dieu...." A prayer to the divine, expressively appropriate.

His shadow bouncing high on the ceiling, moving constantly, but I stiff at the center of his universe, he bearing down, falling, rising, both of us in unison, one flesh. He had the unbridled energy of the young, and I had the stamina for a long conjugation. His eyes closed, mine open. A breathless boy, giving all, taking all that was given. And all the time he rubbed hard on his penis, twice as fast as our motion, a rowboat on a storm-tossed sea. "M'sieu le bete...," he murmured, "m'sieu le Monstre..." The pleasure of the penetration beggars description, I would never cum, like this. I would have to bend him over, enter from the rear, and fill him with my spurting sediment. But for now, the monkey on the spit was a reminisce of my careless youth, when I too had performed such feats of sexual dexetrity. The ends of the chairlegs, rockingly bumped on the floor with a rhytmic staccato, that I hoped would not disturb the neighbors beneath.

And then an alien object came into view, through the space between his arm and high-riding thigh, I suddenly observed a small withered woman, encircled with a moth-eaten feather boa, with a crochet widow's shawl and thin black dress, reaching down to her protruding bony ankles, entering from the doorway of the adjacent room. She was thin, bent, emaciated, her face, crow's feet riddled, wrinkles on wrinkles, an embalmed face on one barely living, she was waving her stick, and whacked it across the boy's shoulders. For a time she stood, unmoving, except her lips, twitching, trying to find the form of the ephitets she would hurl. "Francois! Stop! Stop!

Get off the gentleman, you despicable child, and desist that disgusting activity!" she yelled in a shrill whine. The boy rose, and out came my cock, frothing angrily, cheated of it's spoils, and the engorged red blooded mushroom tip stared at me furiously. I had to strangle it to submission, and it fell limp. "Get to your room! And you Monsieur Monstre, leave my apartment immediatement...." The boy looked terrified as the crone hit him again, viciously on his buttocks, leaving a livid weal. Francois grabbed his robe and fled into the other room. He looked back at me, his expression giving mute apology.

With as much dignity as I could muster, I raised my self from the armchair, making a gentlenmanly show of the way I put my phallus back into my trousers, did up my waistcoat and shirt, adjusted my cravat, straightened my coat, ran a hand back through my dishevelled hair, and stood up. Next to a silver crucifix, with the effigy of the Saviour. Far away I could here a clock strike the hour. The overly rouged cheeks in the the white-greyness of her face, remained implacably calm, although her eyes revealed a gruesome loathing, directed at me. With aplomb, I reached my full height, and went to the desk to retrieve my top-hat and lambskin gloves. As I put them on, slowly, lethargically almost, I happened to glance out of the nearby window.

And as I looked out of the window, toward my side of the building, I could see a window open. A youth therein, tres charmant, near-naked; clutching a boyish prick in various states of erection. Languorously looking outward, and looking a little like Francois; he was staring back at me, with an inviting gaze, that I will not disappoint.

I tipped my hat, respectfully to the decrepit woman-skeleton. "Goodnight, madame...goodnight Francois...je m'excuse..."

And I take my leave.I went down the elevator, past the sleeping concierge, down the stoneflight of steps, back onto the street and entered my building with a heady step. This time I take the stairs two at a time. I am learning why Paris is such an enticing place. So many opportunities. So many doors. I knock, and am given entrance.

I saw Francois again, his grand-mere in tow, her arm binding his; I touched my hat; she ignored me, and Francois looked at me, somewhat sheepish.

Body Love

I forget just when it was that the bodies took over. It was so cool when it happened, and I have a hard time thinking about what it was like before. I just remember how sexy it was, and I guess I've been hard ever since. At first it was like being in San Francisco or Fire Island or West Hollywood or somewhere like that. You know. Incredibly good-looking young gay guys everywhere. Shoulders. Torsos. Bubble butts. Sweet hot lips, flawless hair, hot hands, beautiful legs, muscles everywhere, and wonderful flat, rippled stomachs. I could go on.

Thing is, most of these places have guys that you meet, get to know, and maybe something happens, maybe not. The changes came when it started happening all the time. It's been such a dream, and I no longer have the patience or inclination to think back to then. I don't know anyone who remembers well or who cares to. It was like this: you'd see a guy picked up by an incredibly looking guy with an awesome body, and it would be like the first guy just couldnt resist. That's something you do see from time, on a dance floor, in a bar, or even in a grocery store or locker room, but it began happening all over the place. It was like the guy's body couldnt resist the body of the guy picking him up. There was an inability to override it with better judgement, or excuses, or prior commitments.

I remember the first time I saw it happen, and the two guys walked off to the dance floor of the disco. The first guy had his shirt off, and hardly talked to the second guy, if he talked at all. The second guy was dazed, stunned, all over the first guy, licking his chest, worshiping his body, hardly able to dance because he was so turned on.

Later, the guy with the great body kind of hauled his awe-stricken buddy away. The next day I saw the two of them, but the second guy looked awesome himself, his body looked sleek and muscular, and he looked totally cool and turned on. Both were there dancing shirtless, their gorgeous torsos glistening with sweat and exuding male potency.I got hard just watching them, when a friend of mine I was with, obviously hard also, dropped his drink and went over to start dancing with them.

Other guys had the same idea, and soon each of the first two guys had about three or four other guys kind of in a worshipful daze around them, all kind of like groupies around a major star or world figure. It made me so hard to see them all so turned on, and I kind of envied them as they later headed out together, not saying much but looking totally aroused and turned on!

When I noticed them back the next night, it was like they had all been to the gym for about five years and lost about six years -- they just looked great! And they all had that totally cool model's aloofness and confidence to go with their spangled-up, muscled up bodies, which fairly radiated sexuality as they attracted yet other men to them, drawn by their magnificent shirtless bodies. Some were barefoot, too, kind of country-casual barefoot, totally relaxed about it and looking so cool in their handsome bare feet. Was it summer or spring? Probably spring, when the sap rises. Sure as the saplings sprout blossoms and new leaves, the city seemed to blossom with handsome young men, gorgeous gay men of every size and description, men whose bodies possessed a gravitational force, and irresistable sexual attraction, capable of derailing a man's thoughts and rendering him helplessly passionate and aroused.

It became so common to see men arm in arm, relaxed and contemplative of each other, soaking up the sun, playing and running together, sweetly kissing each other, oblivious to time and space, and radiantly healthy and potent. Some forgot to wear clothes, all the better for all to see, as their gracefully powerful bodies seemed to thrive in the fresh air and sunlight, their magnificent muscled hips gently grinding as they walked along arm in arm, their full erections gently bobbing in the warm air. They would run and play even during cloudbursts, laughing as they shook their rain from their clean and natural looking hair, bodies glowing in the brisk summer showers.

The thing I noticed was how they seemed to nourish each other with their love-making. Sex was mealtime, and they fed each other copiously, nursing each other with their massive hardons, or rump-feeding each other; it seemed all they needed. Sometimes you'd see a handsome nude stud calmly sucking himself, his huge penis rhythmically throbbing as it pumped thick hot rivers of come-nutrient into his own hungry lips, and when his buddy happened along, they'd laugh and suck each other and then rump feed each other and perhaps such each other off some more afterwards, then drift off to sleep in each other's arms before waking and feeding each other some more.

Life became like a long summer vacation -- it is amazing when you think of how many millions of beautiful and sexy gay men there seem to be now -- totally living on love, thriving on it. It seems they have overcome the question of replication, and for once the world is a beautiful place populated by millions upon millions of beautiful, gentle gay males of all types and colors, playing together, running, laughing, nourishing each other. It is a type of immortality that the planet was destined for, as men have attained the beauty of angels and have found their love in each other.

Dream Cum True

My hot fantasy came true last night!

I read a story about a gay bathhouse here in Phoenix in this newsgroup.

I decided to check out the place last night.

I had a really good buzz going and was very horny!

Upon paying the $20 entry fee. I was given my room key and a towel(the only clothing allowed once inside is a towel!

I snaked my way down the dark maze of hallways trying to find my room. It's very dark inside.

While looking for the room, I passed several others that had their doors partially opened. Looking in, most had a man laying on his bed, stroking his cock. A couple of rooms had sex going on with their doors opened!

Upon finding and entering my room, I quickly got undressed and wrapped my towel around my waist. I did a hit off a "popper" and layed back watching the hot sex on the TV in my room. I was rock hard and ready for action!

I got up and cracked my door about a foot open. In the next few minutes, several different men peered in to check out my goods, finally 1 stood at my door and opened his towel to me displaying his huge hard cock. I motioned for him to enter and he did.

I was laying on my bed and as he stood next to it, I reached up and rubbed his cock through his towel. It was at least 9" and very thick!

He pulled his towel off and leaned over to me putting his cock in my face. I quickly grabbed it and and moved my hot lips over the purple head. He leaned over even more and buried the hunk of meat down my throat. I sucked it slow and deep, coating it with my saliva to ease it down my throat. It was an uncomfortable position, so I motioned for him to lay back on my bed.

He did and I got off the bed, spred his legs and swallowed his beautiful cock. His balls were huge and bound with a ring making them very tight. I played with them and I sucked his cock and would run my tongue down his shaft to his balls, tasting his hot sweat and clear precum.

I heard him unscrew a jar and looked up to see him taking a "popper" hit. He passed it to me to hit. I did and felt an incredible rush come over me. I devoured his cock, stroking it as I sucked it. He was getting very close to cumming!

He reached down and removed his cock ring, letting his balls loose. I sucked and licked them as I continued to stroke his cock.

He leaned forward and then stood up, turning me around so I was sitting against the bed. I reached up grabbing his cock and pulling it back in my hungry mouth. He started pumping his hips and fucking my face. His moans were getting deeper as I knew his cum was ready to shoot!

He quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and started jerking it. I opened my mouth and flicked his cock head with my tongue as he was pumping it.

He let out a quiet moan and a huge load of hot, white cum shot onto my tongue! I put my mouth over the head as he continued pumping his thick juice into my mouth. He had a huge load! I swallowed once, taking a huge gob down my throat! I grabbed his cock and deep throated it, letting the remaining cum run out of my mouth and down his shaft. As I pulled my mouth off, I pulled his cock from the base up. A thick white drop of cum came out of his cock hole and as I looked him in the eyes, I put my tongue up to the head tasting his remaining cum and pulling back making a long string of cum between my tongue and his cock. I sucked a little more and could tell he was finished!

He put his towel back on and we said our goodbyes.

I went into the bathroom to freshen up and wash some cum off my face.

Putting my towel back on, I wanted to see the rest off this place. I got left my room and started cruising down the dark halls. There was a sign stating that a steam room and showers were just around the corner. As I entered the area, I saw the steam room door and hooks which had about 6 towels hanging on them. I hung up mine and entered. It was very hot and dark in there, took a bit for my eyes to adjust! When they did, I noticed the "L" shape wooden bench and a raised tiled platform. 2 men were taking turns sucking off a big black man with a giant un-cut cock. I sat next to them and one of the men reached over and stroked my cock as he sucked the black one. I reached over and played with the black man's balls and stroked him as the other 2 sucked him. 3 other men in the opposite corner were watching the events as they jerked off. I was watching they cocks as they stroked them wanting to help out! One must have sensed this, as he stood up and walked over to me.

He was an old man (60's), but had a very nice piece of meat! He put his hand behind my head and pulled me to his cock. It was about 7" and also uncut. I opened my mouth and let his cock enter, clamping my mouth around it. I sucked fast and deep on it. I felt another man brush up against me, looking up, he was standing next to the man I was sucking. I reached over and jacked on his cock as I sucked the old man's cock. I pulled the other's cock closer to me and put both of their cocks together. Licking both at once I put both heads in my mouth at once. This was very hot!! I alternated sucking and stroking both cocks. Then I heard the black man next to us state he was cumming.

I looked over to see hot streams of his cum shoot all over the 2 faces that had been servicing him, as he continued to cum the 2 men started some heavy french kissing! I was on fire! I reached over to the closest man to me and scooped up a large pool of cum off his chest. I put the 2 cocks I was sucking together and let the black man's cum run off my palm onto their cocks, and after that I put my palm up to my face and licked it clean! Next I went to town on the 2 cocks, sucking fast and tasting the cum I had covered them with. The old man's balls twitched and without any more warning, my mouth was being filled with cum! He pulled out quickly as the last drop had left his balls. The other man said "show me his cum" and I displayed my tongue which was covered with cum.

He told me to keep it out as he was jacking off fast and hard. He said "here I cum bitch, open your fucking mouth". A huge load shot out and sprayed my cheeks, the next shot hit the back of my throat. I was letting his cum and the old man's cum run out of the corners of my mouth, as I could hold no more cum in my mouth. Finally I swallowed tasting the salty, musky cum that these 2 cocks had created. He contined jerking and I put his cock back in my mouth, draining the last drop of cum out of his balls. When he was done, he reached down to my face and rubbed the cum off my cheek. Next he put his hand up to me and told me to lick it, I did, tasting the combination of semen, sweat and steam.

With all this action I hadn't noticed that the 2 men that got off the black man were standing next to me, watching me take the cum from from his hand.

One man moved up to me and I leaned up to him tasting his cock. In no more than 30 seconds he pulled out and fountains of cum erupted out of his cock, covering my face, chin and chest. I quickly buried my mouth over it again, as cum continued flowing! I was really getting buzzed from the poppers that were passed around and getting very kinky! When the last of his jism left his body, I took his cock and rubbed it all over the cum that had been shot all over me. Once it was covered, I ran my tongue all over it, tasting the flavor it had to offer. I looked up into his eyes with a mouthfull of his cum to see, closed my mouth and swallowed every drop, and opened my mouth back up to him showing that I had indeed ate his hot fluid that he served to me! Within the next 10 minutes after that more men that had entered and been watching came over to me to get off! I got on my knees in the middle of the room as 6 men stood over me jacking off and alternating their cocks in and out of my mouth. I did another popper hit and said "shoot your cum for me"!

I layed on my back on the hot, wet floor as the men stood over me stroking fast and hard! One guy said he was ready, and he got on his knees to the side of my face and unloaded his cum in my gapping mouth. It shot all over the place and I rubbed my hands all over it and then licked them clean! Next a tall, skinny black man straddled my shoulders and pulled my head up to his thick, curved cock. I opened my mouth wide as he jerked it towards me. He stopped jerking and squeezed his cock hard, hot thick cum flowed out like water out of a hose. He had good aim, as my mouth was flooded with his thick, white juice. I felt more cum being shot on my neck as another man was unloading his goods on me, I pulled his cock up and got a couple of good cum shots in my mouth. I licked and sucked both of them clean, pulling hard and firm on their cocks to ensure all the cum had been harvested!

Another man told me to get on my knees, which I did, and before I could suck him, cum was shooting on my face. I quickly directed his aim to my open mouth and again, drained all the cum out of his balls. Another hand pulled my head over and more cum from another man was filling my hot, sticky mouth. I had to swallow quickly to be able to handle more cum! He stayed hard for a while as I made love to his cock with my mouth. As he got soft, I turned around to see only 2 men left, one walked up to me, pumping his cock fast and furious! I said "feed me your cum", which he replied "here it is"! I opened wide and once again my mouth was being used as a sperm deposit.

He continued jerking it as I clamped my mouth over his cock head, feeling pumps of cum hit the back of my mouth. I let the ball juice run down my throat as I continued to drain him! When he was done, he stood aside and I looked over to the last man and noticed his cock was limp. He said "come over here, I have a treat for you". I crawled over to him and he told me to lay my head back and open my mouth. He had jerked off in his own hand and had a palm full of cum. He layed the side of his hsnd on my lower lip and tilted his palm up. He must have been sving up this load for a couple of weeks, as his palm was almost overflowing with cum! Slowly, the sticky cum started to cover my tongue and fill my mouth. I had a hard time swallowing all this man's load! Finally I got it all down and reached over to his cock for a taste. But he was done, he wouldn't let me suck it, only wanted me to taste his cum. When he left. I stood up and almost passed out from the heat and from being on the floor. I walked out of the steam room and headed over to the showers. I stopped by a mirror and noticed all the cum that was still on me. As I showered, the floor at my feet was white from all the cum being rinsed off!

The shower did me good and I headed back to my room for a break. After about 15 minutes of relaxing and watching a hot porn on the moniter, I headed back out. Walking down the dark halls, I'd peer into the open rooms to catch some action and check out the cock.

I came across a room with 2 young jocks going at it. One was one his back while the other was fucking him. Standing at their door, I watched them as I stroked my cock. The one getting fucked was looking at me and smiling. I pulled my towel open showing them my 8" rock hard cock. He waved me in and I entered, leaving the door still partially opened. Dropping my towel, I put my cock to the man receiving the cock in his ass. He devoured it, taking it almost down to my balls! I reached over and stroked his solid cock as he continued to suck me. He had a swimmer's build and short, blonde hair. His cock was perfectly straight, cut and about 8". His balls had a leather strap around them, which made veins on his cock stick out. The man fucking him had an excellent body too, and he was Mexican or Spanish. I could tell from his strokes that he was well endowed also!

I played with his nipples as the other continued to eat my cock. My legs were getting tired, so I got up on the bed with them and got into the 69 postion with the bottom man. I could hardly wait to take his blonde cock in my mouth, and it was well worth the wait! It tasted wonderfull! I could feel the veins of his cock on my tongue as I savored this thick piece of meat. As I pulled up on the cock, beads of clear precum would flow out. I smeared my lips over it and licked my lips of this tasty fluid! The man fucking him was going to town, sweating very heavily and panting. He was cumming, I could see his balls contract and he was pumping his hips in short uneven jerks. Finally he laid over my back as I contined sucking his friend. When he stood up, I saw him pull out and his cock was still rock hard!

The condom he had on was packed with cum, the tip had a huge bubble of cum in it. He pulled it off and layed it aside. I reached over to him and put my hand around his huge, dark cock. He twitched at first, but then stood up higher on his knees. Taking my mouth off his partner's cock, I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. It was coated with a thin layer of cum and had a slightly musky smell from all the ass fucking, but was clean due to the rubber. He was really getting excited from my expert cock sucking on him and from watching us 69 each other. He got into a position so his cock layed perfectly up against his friends. I could hold both at the base and take both in my mouth together! What a turn on! My ass was now being tongued, which was a great break, as I was about to cum! The Mexican man whom was doing the fucking pulled me up and started sucking my nipples. I reached around to fondle his ass and came upon his used rubber. I picked it up at the base and could see it was filled to the brim with his cum. He asked me if I liked his cum to which I replyed "Oh yes!". He took his rubber from me and held it over his and his partner's cock. Holding it up by the tip, cum started draining out of it covering both cocks with a thick frosting. He squeezed it like a toothpaste tube, draining out every drop. The cum was running down both cocks and now was covering my hand. I pulled my hand up and licked a large gob up.

The cum was still warm and had a salty flavor from the rubber and sweat. He definetly enjoyed watching me do this and told me to share it with his blonde friend. I put my hand over to his buddy and let a drop of cum fall to his lips. He licked his lips clean, grabbed my hand and started licking them,like a kid licking frosting off a spoon! Next he reached up to his and the other man's cocks and scooped up a big serving of cum. He continued to lick his hand clean. This was hot, as I hadn't seen that too often, except for myself. I dropped back down to the 2 awaiting cocks and ran my tongue down the side eating the cum off. The top man handed me a popper, which I took and got an instant rush! I started licking their cock fast and precise, tasting and swallowing the remaining cum that had been poured from the condom! The blonde man was sucking me again and I was getting close to shooting my load! I was sucking and stroking both cocks fast and hard, loving the feeling of another man's cock and cum in my mouth, fantasizing about milking them dry! Without warning, the blonde pulled my cock out of his mouth and announced loudly he has cumming. That was an understatement! I pulled my mouth off, continued to jack it, as the first shot flew about a foot into the air! I buried my mouth over his exploding cock, cum blasting all corners of my mouth. It tasted different than the others, sweet with a pleasant flavor!

Slowly, I took small swallows, sampling the taste of cum that was filling my mouth. I put my mouth over the other man's cock and let a huge mouthfull of cum run out of my mouth. It covered the head a slowly flowed down the sides. I followed up by licking it back up and letting it back out again over both cocks. Finally I cleaned up every drop and swallowed the cum, savoring every drop!

My cock was getting sucked again and I said I was about to cum. The Mexician man said he wanted to watch me eat my own cum! I hadn't really done this before and was kind of uncertain about this. But the next thing I knew, the popper bottle was under my nose and I was rushing again! I sat up with my cock facing the other 2 cocks that were together. I was more than rock hard and almost ready to cum. The top man started talking sexy and nasty, telling me how he wanted to see me cum. I stroked a couple of more times and put the head of my cock up to the other 2. I've never cum so much in my life! Cum was shooting out of my cock, completly covering the other 2 cocks in cum!

Cum was shooting on the belly of the Mexician man, on both of their balls and legs too. He reached down and grabbed my cock, getting a handfull of my juice. Next he put it to his mouth, and lapped the cum up! He leaned over to me, planting his lips on mine and sticking his stiff tongue in my mouth. I could taste my cum on his tongue and he let a big flow of cum transfer from his mouth to mine! He put his mouth up to my ear and whispered how he wanted to watch me lick my own cum up off the 2 cocks. Slowly I moved down towards the still rock hard cocks. I told them to both lay on their backs and put their asses together so their balls would touch each others. They did and I got on my knees on the floor next to the bed. I looked towards the door and saw several men watching us through the crack.

Usually I loose my hornyness after cumming, but tonight was different. I held their cocks together with both hands and slowly lowered my mouth to them. I took one more popper hit first and then put my tongue in a pool of my own cum that was on the balls of the blonde man. It tasted different than the others, probably because it was my own! I was rushing big time now and started licking cum up off both cocks. Taking turns on each cock, I sucked and pumped them, licking cum as I went along. I started yelling "ya, give me your cum"! The blonde guy was done, but his friend was starting to jack off. He kept telling me: "Beg for this cum, boy"! I was replying: "come on, feed me your cum, I want to taste it, PLEASE"! He leaned his head back and saw the others watching us from the hallway. He said "boy, I want to see you suck off all those cocks"! I said "Oh yes, I want them all to cum in me". He motioned them in and told the last to shut the door. There were 5 of them. The Mexician man directed the activities, telling them that I was going to take all their cum in my mouth. He told them to all lay back on the bed with their legs over the sides. The blonde got up off the bed and stood next to his partner. All 5 of the "Lurkers" laid back and started jacking off. Starting at one end of the bed, I got between the legs of each man and sucked each cock, eagerly awaiting the feast that was to leave their body and enter mine.

The Mexican man wanted a change of positions, so he had me lay back on the bed with my head over the side. The 5 men stood in a half circle at my face jerking off their cocks. It was a very erotic site and I made it hotter by telling them how much I wanted to taste their cum. The first cock was ready, he leaned down and buried his cock down my throat! Hot cum shot directly down my throat, I gagged on it an pulled back as not to choke. I rolled over on my stomach and put a couple of pillows under my stomach to raise me up. I continued to suck the remaining cum out of his cock and created long cum strands connecting his cock and my lips. I looked over to the Mexician man and displayed my cum coated tongue to him. He gave me a nod of approval! I was in an uncomfortable position, so I dropped to my knees on the floor (My favorite position!). I flicked my tongue at the remaining 4 cocks looking into their eyes saying: "cum for me, cum in my mouth". That did the trick! 2 cocks at once were in my face, both dumping their payload of cum in my mouth! I couldn't keep it all in, I held my open hand under my mouth and let a bunch of cum out of my mouth to fill my palm!

Once they squeezed the last drops of semen out, I deep throated both of them and kissed the heads of their cocks! No sooner then they stepped away, another load of cum from another was filling my mouth. I jerked his cock hard, pulling my mouth off to let the cum squirt on my tongue. He coated my lips with his hot, white nut butter! Again, I let it run out into my hand, getting very close to overfilling it! I sucked him clean, licked his cum off my lips and swallowed what remained. One more to go! He wanted to watch his cum shoot in me, so I leaned my head back, mouth wide open, and had my tongue all the way out. He jerked it hard and when he started to cum, put the head of his cock on the tip of my tongue.

Huge loads shot from his cock, I kept my mouth wide open as he wanted until he jerked every drop out. He was quite a mouthfull! The Mexician man and his blonde friend walked over and I displayed the mouthfull and handfull of cum to them. I closed my mouth swallowed a good size portion and let the rest fill my hand. The 4 men left the room and closed the door behind. I did another popper hit and raised my cum filled hand to my face. There had to be close to a pint of cum that I had cupped in my hand. I took my tongue and ran it though the huge pool of cum, making long thick strands and telling the 2 guys how wonderfull it tasted! The blonde guy had been jerking off and was hard again, as was the other guy. I asked them to lay back on the bed, like before with their cocks together.

They did and both cocks were ready for service! The Mexician man took a leather cock strap and put it around both cocks at once at their bases. I took my cum filled hand and poured equal shares over both hard cocks. There was a ton of it! Both cocks were completely white. I went to town on both cocks at once! Sucking up and eating the cum of the 4 previous men at once, making a mess on the way, rubbing cum completly over my face, and talking dirty to boot!

Finally they were ready, first the blonde was ready to cum. I worked on his cock with my mouth and hand, giving him sexy stares as I sucked. His hips jerked and once again his hot, tasty cum was filling my mouth! I never took my mouth off it, I swallowed it all, while making gulping sounds and staring into his eyes. One final hip jerk and the last of drop of cum was transfered from his cock to my stomach! Not one drop escaped my eager mouth. I pulled off him, kissed his cock head and turned to face his friend. I slowly stroked it as I looked at him telling him that how I loved sucking his cock and begged for the largest load of cum he's ever shot. I sucked it slow and deep, stopping every so often to talk tasty to him. His friend removed the strap that bound them together and got off the bed. I moved around as to be between the Mexican man's legs and on my stomach. I feasted on his cock, enjoying it like a fine wine! I licked his ass and balls every so often, but mainly sucked this great piece of dark meat! Using both hands, I jerked it hard and fast as I sucked it, pulling up only to talk to it, begging for it to cum.

He was close! Quickly he sat up, told me to roll over on my back and he climbed upon my chest, putting pillows under my head. I pulled my arms out from behind him, as to be able to continue to jerk it as I sucked it. His cock was rock hard and his breathing was getting heavier. I pumped that cock in and out of my mouth, making popping sounds as it left my mouth. I pulled hard on it and a huge drop of precum emerged from the tip. I took my finger and scooped it up, staring into his brown eyes, I sucked on my finger like it was a cock! Now time to finish him off! I continued sucking his cock and jerking it with both hands. I felt his balls suck up into his body and a flood of Mexician cum was spurting in my mouth. With each jerk of his hips, more of his hot, tasty cum shot deep into my mouth. Slowly, I swallowed small amounts, to wallow in the flavor of this fluid that was produced in his big, brown balls! taking my mouth off his cock, once again I pulled slow and hard on it from the base up. One last large glob of his cum flowed out of his cock head. I put it on my finger, tilted my head back, and let it drop into my open mouth, moaning like I was eating the finest meal on Earth!

Slowly and patiently, I swallowed every drop of cum that was in his body! I continued to suck him for another 10 minutes, when he stated it was time to go. I agreed, I cleaned up, said goodbye and left for my room. I had been in their room for 2 hours and my 4 hour room rental was coming to a close. I took a final shower, got dressed and was ready to leave when someone knocked on my door. I opened it slightly, peering out the side to a very dark black man. he said he watched me for a little while when I was in with the other guys. He said I was very hot and by the size of the bulge behind his towel, he was very horny. I told him I was running out of time and had to leave. He basically begged me to stay. I couldn't keep my eyes off the size of the package behind the towel. So, I got his room number, turned in my stuff at the front desk and pretended to leave. When the desk clerk wasn't looking, I snuck around a corner and headed to his room, fully clothed.

Found his room, knocked on the door, and was greated by this black man. He was very, very dark, about 6'8", and in good shape. He put his arms around me and kissed my neck and shoulders. I reached down and rubbed his tight ass. He still had the towel on. I moved my hand around to the towel seam and removed it. His cock sprung out, poking me in the stomach. When I put my hand around it I realized this was by far the biggest cock I'd ever been around. I pulled back from him to get a better look at it. Swear to god, it was 12" long to the best of my estimates, and so thick my fingers didn't touch when I grabbed it!!!!

He asked me if I liked it, and I replyed: "let me show you how much"!

I never dropped to my knees so fast in my life! Holding it in my hand, I just admired it at first. Now it was time for a taste! Opening my mouth as wide as possible, I took this dark black cock in my mouth. I had a very hard time handling this monster cock! About half way down was all that I could take it. It was stretching my mouth to it's limits! Yet, I was in love with this cock and treated it as such. I held it up as I went down and took his black balls in my mouth one at a time.

He told me to slow down as he was close to cumming. I told him I wanted him to come in my mouth and asked him how he wanted me to get him off. He said "just like you're doing it". He was leaning up against the wall and I was on my knees up high, to be mouth level with the biggest cock I'd ever seen! I nibbled on the head, licked it up and down and sucked it as deep as I could. It took both hands to jerk it as I sucked and licked it! He kept saying: "oh ya, suck that black cock". Finally I could sense his cum was ready to leave it's home and enter mine! He loudly announced he was cumming, and he wasn't kidding!

Hot, thick cum, shot in long, steady flows into my mouth. I couldn't keep up with it, he was unloading an unbelievable amount of cum. I had to pull it out of my mouth and he kept on shooting this pure white cum all over my face. I swallowed the first mouthfull, having difficulty getting it all down due to the huge amount that his black balls had produced! It had an unique flavor and texture, different from the rest I had tasted that night. It was thicker than the rest and whiter. He rubbed his cock over my cum splattered face and it looked excellent! Deep dark black, covered in snow white cum. Of course I licked it clean and rubbed it again over my face, cleaning up the last loads that were on me, then licking him clean and sucking out the final drops of cum!

I stood up, said thanks and left for good!

What a night! As I was driving home, I felt something on my neck. I turned on the dome light, and looked in the rear view mirror. There was a good size pool of cum running down the side of my neck under my ear!

I thought it was sweat at first, so I didn't pay any attention to it!

I thought about the night I just had, and scooped it up with my fingers and sucked on them like a lolly pop!

It was the black man's cum!!!!

The Bellman

I'm in sales. I like it, I'm good at it, and I've been at it for quite a while. The travel, the schmoozing, the bullshit, I don't mind it.

Trade shows? No, trade shows I do not like, and this week I was headed to Vegas for a big one. I don't even like traveling to trade shows, and especially this one, because I got stuck lugging 3 big ass cases of samples with me, 85 pounds each! I never, ever check bags at the airport, and these were all overweight, excess baggage...wait at the counter, pay for the excess, what a fucking pain in the ass!

We landed that night in Vegas at about 7:30, and guess who's bags were the very last onto the carousel? Good guess, so anyway, between my sample bags and the cab driver's back it's about 9:00 before I get to the hotel. I'm grinding my teeth.

The hotel's actually okay, as these things go, kinda old-style, classy. The Bellboy's got this goofy costume like in some forties movie, you know, short-waisted red tunic with rows of brass buttons up the front, little pill-box hat with a chin strap. Actually, that's not what caught my eye though, he was really built, and that uniform did wonders for his little bubble-butt. Not only that, but the desk clerk gave me an upgrade to what she described as "our deluxe suite", some frequent traveler thing I guess, but anyway, things seemed to be looking up somewhat.

"Need help with your bags, sir?" Well, that was a definite yes, but to my amazement, Mr. Bellperson just picked those suckers up off the cart like they were nothing and headed to the bank of elevators. "Uh, you sure you wanna do that?" I asked. "Oh, don't worry sir, if you'll just follow me." He was really very cute, maybe 20 years old, with a great smile.

As I followed him, I was just amazed -- he had one of these 85lb. monsters in each hand and the third one tucked up under his left arm, that's like 250 pounds, but he was moving through the lobby so gracefully, and from behind I had the greatest view not only of that fine ass but the whole package. He had this V-shape that wouldn't quit, a tiny waist, broad back and wonderful wide shoulders!

When we got into the elevator, he put the case in his right hand down and pushed the button for the 18th floor -- then picked the case back up! "I know everybody thinks I'm nuts, but I'm in a competition in less than a week, and I'm takin' every chance I can to get a pump." With that, he gave me a big smile and began slowly doing curls with the case in his right hand! He was just so open, and friendly and corn-fed. And when he said that business about getting pumped, I realized I already had about a half a hard-on myself.

"What sort of competition is that?", I asked innocently. "Oh, you know, bodybuilding. It's just a state contest but if I win my weight class I'll be eligible for the Junior Nationals."

"I guess I should have realized that, you do seem very sturdy. But, aren't you a little young to be winning contests?"

"Well maybe a little, but I'm really into it, I've been lifting since I was 12. People tell me I've really got the aptitude for it, you know like genes and stuff..."

We got to our floor, and he led the way again. When we got to the room he let me go ahead to slide the pass card through the lock, which amazingly, actually worked, and I went on in. Now "deluxe" is a word which I don't personally put a great deal of stock in, but this room was astonishing, it was huge!

"Where would you like these bags, sir?"

"Oh, I've got to take them down to the Convention Center first thing tomorrow, just leave 'em near the door."

"I'm back on duty at 6am tomorrow sir, please call down if I can give you a hand, ask for Brad." As he said it he flexed his arm jokingly and gave another one of those great smiles. "Yeah thanks, Brad, I will." I knew I'd be thinking about him all night anyway.

Young Brad proceeded to show me some the highlights of this way-cool "deluxe" suite: there was the hot tub-spa with floor to ceiling windows on two sides offering a swell view of the strip, a wet bar, natch, there was a big fireplace controlled by a wireless remote. That was really a only-in-Vegas touch, it's 120¡ degrees outside, air conditioned down to about 65¡, with a nice roaring blaze to take the chill off. The bed was pure Hefner-esque, big, round, with a mirror above it, and I think it rotated.

"So when's this contest you're getting ready for, Brad?"

"It's Friday, at the Sands, you oughta come."

"Yeah, I'd really like to, I've never seen one of those things live, except I'll be working all week."

"Well, you should try and make it, the audience really gets off on it big time" I was getting off just thinking about seeing this hunky kid strutting his stuff. Anyway, I gave him a real nice tip, I mean, not only was he so damn cute, but this room went way, way beyond any courtesy upgrade I'd ever seen.

"Gee, thanks mister, remember to call in the morning if I can give ya a hand..it's Brad" Actually, I was getting set to give myself a hand big time as he turned toward the door, then he turned back. "You know, I go off shift in a couple minutes, ya' wanta see a little taste of my posing routine? It might change your mind about the show."

Whoa, I was dreaming right? "Sure Brad, I'd love that!"

"Really?, great!" He began loosening the buttons at the neck of his tunic, then reached for a zipper that ran from the waist up to his underarm. I was kind of relieved, if I had to watch him undo all those brass buttons running up his chest I probably would have cum in my pants.

"I had to have this thing custom-tailored"

"I'll bet you did." I was afraid that if I said any more I might start drooling, but as he pulled his top off revealing his upper body my knees just went weak. Never in my life had I ever seen such an awesome example manly perfection. His skin was flawlessly smooth, tanned to a golden glow, and the muscles beneath so full, so perfectly formed, so cleanly separated from one to the next, I was literally speechless, my mouth just hung open.

"Nice, huh? I thought you'd like it." Still looking right into my eyes, he raised his right arm and flexed his bicep, "Here, come on, just feel this." He reached down with his free hand and lifted my hand to the magnificently swollen mound of muscle bulging from his upper arm. My hand was trembling as I felt his beautiful bicep, it was the size of as softball, but hard as granite.

"My God, Brad, my GODÉyou, your body is the most incredible thing I've ever seen. Your so perfect, beyond perfect!" Without even realizing it, I'd moved both my hands onto his broad powerful shoulders. His deltoids were like two cantaloupes. Still quivering, my hands seemed to be independent of any conscious direction, as they moved down slowly toward Brad's magnificent, classically sculpted chest. He moved his hands to his waist and flexed again, flaring his lats out wide and bringing his rippling abs into sharp relief, all the while intently watching me in my helpless rapture. Clearly he was enjoying this experience almost as much as I was, "Oh hey, you gotta see my legs!"

He stepped back a half step and quickly peeled off his pants kicking his loafers to the side. His legs were as breathtaking as the rest of this amazing young man. Each of his exceptionally developed thighs looked as big around as his phenomenally small waist, I'd never seen calves so perfectly proportioned, his knees and ankles were so small next to his perfectly developed muscles -- even his feet were beautiful. He put one foot slightly forward, and looking down at his thigh muscles, swung his leg side to side slightly, allowing the heavy musculature to sway on the bone, then suddenly flexed, freezing his thigh into an incredible image rock-hard muscle glistening with the textures of striations, and separated by cuts so deep they seemed to penetrate inches into his flesh. Again he looked up and smiled, obviously pleased by the reaction he was having on me.

I sat back onto Hugh Hefner's bed in a belated attempt to hide the raging hard-on I'd developed. When I did, I noticed the white brief-style underwear Brad was wearing. Against his great tan they seemed exceptionally white, even the cotton seemed particularly soft and luxurious, probably the $18 designer models, I thought. More to the point though, it was clear also that my young dream-boy was very very nicely endowed. Noticing my stare he said, "I gotta have my posing trucks custom-made too." Suddenly I felt inspired about a whole new career direction for myself.

"Here check this out." He turned his back to me, raised both arms, arched his back a bit and extended one leg slightly back, pointing his toe. It was another fabulously heroic pose, beautifully displaying his wide thickly muscled back and arms, narrow waist, powerful hamstrings...and that ass! His butt was just beyond beautiful, beyond ripeÉI heard myself let out a gasp, "Oh Brad!" I wanted to bite it, to lick it, to give him a 5-hour rim-job.

He turned back around and kind of relaxed, rubbing his hand up and down over the perfectly symetrical, sharplydefined 6-pack formed by his tight abdominals. "I've been on this super-strict diet for 8-weeks now. See, the idea is to time it perfectly for the contest, lose every bit of fat off the body while still maintaining your muscle size and density." Whatever he was doing, it sure worked, his body was so much more taut, athletic and graceful than the typical weightlifter's.

"Brad, would you mind if I felt something else?" "Sure, what?" I slid forward off the bed onto my knees in front of him. It struck me then how much things had changed over the last few minutes, when we walked in here he was the servant and I was the "man". Now, on my knees, I was literally ready to worship at Brad's feet, his physical dominance was obvious, but I realized it was his sheer erotic power that now had me enslaved.

"Please Brad, I have to feel that ass of yours. I've never seen anything so beautiful in all my life."

"Hey, knock yourself out."

I reached around with both hands and grapped his hot, ripe ass. It was so firm, so round, so perfect. As I felt them, he flexed his gluts. It felt like I was holding two cannonballs, as they clinched together squeezing my fingertips in his ass crack, his crotch pushed an inch or two closer to my face. I just couldn't help it. I closed my eyes, my lips fell open, and I softly leaned forward and kissed Brad's big meaty cock through the soft white fabric of his briefs.

"Well, you really are into it, aren't you?" He put his hand gently against the back of my head and neck, urging me on.

It occurred to me then that Brad might just have easily have twisted my head right off my shoulders, but feeling encouraged, I continued my adoration of this beautiful boy's manhood, softly nibbling with my lips and licking at his swelling rod through the thin cotton. His cockhead soon pushed up past the elastic on his waistband as I continued my ardent admirations. Like all of the rest of him, his cock was absolutely beautiful, thick, straight and big! As it swelled and lengthened and hardened it reached up well above his bellybutton, its head looking like a big luciously ripe summer plum.

Taking my head gently in both his hands, Brad pulled me up to my feet. Dazed by my lust, I felt him wrap both his powerful arms around me and pull me to him. He kissed me long and hard, and then looking into my eyes, he said, "I saw the way you were looking at me down in the lobby, you know. I was the one who got Tina to switch you to this suite. Let's get you outta those clothes, I got a few ideas on how we're going to make your stay in Las Vegas a lot more pleasurable."

Hey, this was one party I was definite not going to be fashionably late for. I was out of my suit, tie, shirt, shoes, underwear, everthing in about 15 seconds. Meanwhile Brad had slipped off his briefs and was standing there in all his glory, and his big hard dick and low-slung balls seemed to be staring at me as intently as he was. "You know you could hurt somebody with that thing."

"Hey, don't worry, it's customer appreciation day...I mean, well, it's not everyday the bellboy gives you a big tip, now is it?" He bent down slightly and just scooped my legs out from under me, lifting me easily to chest level in his muscular arms. Held there tightly against his bulging biceps and hard sculpted pecs, I felt so safe, so calm. Also helpless, but I mean resistance wasn't really an option, now was it? With his characteristic grace he carried me easily to the bed, and kneeling of its edge with one knee, placed me at its center flat on my back.

"Now you just wait right there for a second, 'cause if you like big hard muscles, I'm going give you something that'll make you one slap-happy little camper." Standing back up, Brad retrieved the wireless remote, and with a few expert button pushes dimmed the lights, started the fire along with a little soft music, and set the bed slowly rotating. Stepping over to where his pants were laying on the floor, he retrived a big tube of KY Jelly and headed back for the spinning bed, his monster cock wagging heavily between his thick, muscular thighs as he walked.

"My friends say with this dick of mine, I should be the official KY Poster-boy."

"You really are incredible, Brad, you're so fucking hot, I feel like I need to pinch myself to be sure I'm not just dreaming you."

"Oh, I got got something much better than pinching..." He reached for me and pulled me close to his body. Our mouths locked together in a passionate embrace. Tongues deep together. Reaching around his back with one hand and holding his head with the other I kissed him hard as I felt the incredible strength of his lats. The stubble on his face was rough against mine and turned me on that much more. I took Brad's thick shoulders in both hands and massaged firmly, then felt down his arms lingering on his biceps. It was my turn now, and he knew I wanted to give him all the pleasure I could because his body was giving me so much, so close. Brad brought both arms up putting his hands behind his head. I traced my fingers over his underarms then kissed his biceps and shoulders. His chest was so awesome, I squeezed his nipples between my fingers. Each side of his chest was a rippling slab of power that I massaged with passion. I've never been so turned on by a man's body. Licking his nipples they turn firm in my mouth and Brad flexed his pecs hard with the feeling. God I love his abs, nothing is more beautiful. I got on my knees so I could tongue his stomach and massage each muscle as I admired the perfection of its form.

Moving slowly lower, my lips kissed the thickness of his cock's base. It's so wide. Now slowly, my lips traced the length of his penis as I discovered every inch of his manhood. It's so long and thick, the vains stick out like rope and he're not yet even totally hard. It's truly a work of art. Pulse by pulse it rises higher as my lips surround the head. My cock is harder than it has even been, but I'm willing to wait until I can show my appreciation... I pulled Brad's pevis to my face with both hands and he turned around to straddle my face with his dick in my mouth. I suck gently at first, working on the head, licking it around and around with my tongue. Opening my mouth wide, getting as much in as I possibly can. Now taking him into my throat and just holding it there while tonguing the length. Both my hands are now around his penis pumping my Bellboy into pure pleasure with my lips sucking the head. He tasted like nector. I wanted more, I want his cum. My fingers found his balls and lightly rolled them around and around. They seemed so heavy. I pulled them closer and took each one into my mouth and felt the heat from them. They contract and relax as I work more aggressively or lighten my touch. We rolled over with Brad on his back so that I could work him all over.

Holding the base of his cock with one hand, massaging his balls with the other, my mouth covered the huge head of his penis. Then, looking at me, he said, "Come on baby, make me cum. I wanta cum in your mouth."

Brad pulled himself up on his elbows so that his abs were flexed hard. My hand touched his abs, pinched his nipples then grasped his cock all same the time I was taking him as deep into my throat as I could, in and out again and again. I reached for his thighs, caressing the backs of his knees, sending pleasure throughout his body. His head arched back and he groaned with delight. I rubbed his huge penis all over my face so that I was covered with his pre-cum. His balls tightened up against his body and his penis thicken even more and I knew the time is right. With one hand cupping his big balls, one hand grasping the base of his cock and my lips locked over the head, I pumped his shaft harder and harder as I felt him start to climax. His body was a rock, jerking his penis nearly all the way down my throat, uncontrolably. His balls tensed against his body and he let out the roar like a lion, fucking my mouth powerfully, wildly, his jerking penis spurting against the back of my throat, filling my mouth. I swallowed once and continue to suck and pump his cock as again and again he ejaculated into my mouth. I swallowed again without taking my mouth and lips from his penis. The sensation was overpowering. I was crazy with energy, nuts with passion. He pulled me to him and kissed the sticky juice from my mouth rolling on top of me as we embrace in each others arms. His cock was still remarkably firm pressed together with my rock hard penis between our stomachs.

The sensation of his hard, sweaty body pressing down on me, his body enveloping mine, skin to skin, was such an increbible turn-on. Feverishly, I ran my hands all over his torso, pinching his nipples, massaging his lats, feeling his huge biceps as he flexed them at my touch. "Please Brad, please, I don't want this night to ever end, no one has ever made my feel like this."

"Oh, hey, I know something I bet you'll like." To my chagrin, Brad rolled off of me, and bounded to his feet beside the bed. "Ever heard of a 'muscle fuck'?" With that he got down on the floor and started doing push-ups!

"Brad, I know you said you take every chance to get pumped, but..."

"Get on my back, I'll show you. You're going to be one of my weights."

Well, what the fuck? I straddled Brad's hard, tapered back and climbed on, hooking my feet over his calves as he continued to pump out push-up after push-up.

"I want you to feel my pecs while I exercise." Leaning forward, I reached around his flaring lats and took two handfulls of the flexing mounds muscle, the smooth skin drawing taut as his pecs stretched. At the bottom of the rep my knuckles grazed the carpeting and then tightened as he pushed up, apparently totally uneffected by my added weight on his back. I felt those tight, shapely pecs flex bigger and bigger, threatening to burst the thin layer of skin.

It was just SO hot! I sat back up straddling Brad's waist, my dick fitting snugly into the deep crevass between the heavy ridges of muscle running up his spine like a jockey atop his stud. Looking admiring down on his broad back, I still couldn't believe the narrowness of that waist, that perfectly shaped ass under me, the thickness and width of his lats, the way his traps bulged into mountains with each push up. I reached down and started massaging his oversized swelling traps and delts, kneading those thick lats that tapered from Brad's wide shoulders to his narrow waist. I was in total heaven, riding that incredible, hard ass of his, "Ok, now slide back a bit."

I pushed my hands against his rippling back muscles, sliding back over his hard ass. As I did my aching hard cock slipped into the crack between his wonderfully muscled cheeks. "Oh my GOD!" With each rep he clenched that gloriously hot ass around my raging cock. "Oh Brad, stop please I'm going to cum!" Literally trapped in his love grip, I fell face forward onto his back exploding with wave after wave of powerful, mind-blowing orgasms, as I writhed uncontrollably against the rippling, flexing mountain of young muscle rhythmically working below me. "OH God!, Brad! OH MY GOD Brad, Brad!"

I must have fallen onto the floor, because the next thing I remember, Brad was scooping me up again in his arms and plopping us both back down on the big round bed. After that incredible 'muscle fuck', Brad's complete pleasure would be my goal, my hands leaving no area untouched. I began with silent kisses at the back of his neck and trailing down to those gorgeously smooth ass cheeks. Sensing no resistance, I parted his incredible legs, lightly kissing and licking Brad's muscular inner thighs. With a broad tongue I wet the entire surface of his buttcheeks until they sparkled with moisture. Enjoying my attention, Brad spead his powerful legs as I licked up his crack, his beautifully smooth hole completely exposed and quivering with anticipation of my oral attention. Brad thrust back his ass just as my tongue made contact with the sweet button of his hole. "Oh, honey!" he gasped, and started to move with my tongue as I kissed my way to heaven, my tongue would gently, yet firmly entered him.

His soft ass lips offered slight resistance to my probing tongue, as my hard, wet tongue entered, Brad let out a soft sigh of contentment and spread his massive legs wider still, affording me greater access to his inner sanctum. I can't even begin to describe the incredible feelings in my tongue as it pushed in and out of his beautiful, tight hole -- but I know how he felt, as his sighs turned louder, more demanding...he wanted it rougher! I grabbed his firm, hot butt cheeks in each hand and pushed them apart, I wanted complete and unobstructed use of his boycunt. My tongue began its invasion at a much faster pace, in and out, in and out...deeper and deeper. My mouth was pressed fully up against his hole, my lips locked on his. I began sucking while I tongue fucked the world's most perfect ass. Brad grabbed the sheets and moaned loud and deep. I reached between his legs and felt his huge, hard cock swollen and wet, dripping profusely with precome.

"Please, Brad, sit on my face!" I laid back, and the sight of his gorgeous ass closing in on my face just made me breathless. I could only lay there in mute appreciation as I watched his pink butthole automatically open up in anticipation of more oral attention. My tongue found his hot hole just as he sat, and it slid hotly inside, deeper than before. Brad let out a cry of sheer ectasy. I pushed my tongue deep inside, he was so aroused I could feel Brad's legs quiver involuntarily. He began bouncing up and down, really riding my tongue hard. I reached up to grab his taut, muscular midsection just to hold on, and that only heightened his arousal even more.

"Ok, that's enough forplay, let's get serious." He spun around over me on the bed and grabbing his tube of KY, squeezed a huge gob onto his fingers. He took one of my legs with his other hand, hoisted my ass right up off the bed and start to work my ass hole with two KY-covered fingers. When I'd loosened up, he aimed the head of that big dick and started to guide it in, it was so big that I tensed up from the shear excitement of it.

Then, grabbing my other leg, he lifted both my legs up over his shoulders, and pushing into my tight lips I screamed from of the sheer girth of his cock. The sensations were incredible of having something so large, yet so perfectly shaped in my tight hole. His cock was so fucking hard! The burn I felt was exquisite as inch by wonderful inch Brad slid his big stiff tool into my ass -- every inch of his huge cock touching every possible surface of my ass lips and inside...deep inside. As Brad gently began to gyrate his powerful hips, working his cock deeper and deeper into my boycunt, I noticed the mirror on the ceiling above the bed.

I had this look, not pain really, but like I'd just swallowed a whole cantaloupe or something. Brad was workin' it nice and slow, in and out and in a little more, and as I look up at the mirror above us, his back was spread wide like some manta-ray over me, his muscles moving and gleaming and his ass squeezing and flexing with each thrust -- I'm kinda glazed watching it, I guess I liked the view. It was almost like a out-of-body experience because I could hear myself moaning and cooing in time with his fucking me. He had this angle going so his dick head was plowing into my prostate every time he pushed in and then rubbing it again as he pulled back, so I just sat there riding that in total bliss, as he slid in and out just an inch or two with each stroke. But before long I was getting so hot I'm goin' nuts. I could hear myself doing this mantra thing, "Ooh, Brad, yeah, uooh, Brad, yes, fuck me, fuck me, ooo!" just kinda vocalizing non-stop while I'm still staring up at the mirror, like you're watching yourself on TV getting royally reamed by this hot, horny young muscle-head.

"Oh Brad, Please don't stop, never stop!" But he doesn't miss a beat, his cock slipping in and out of my hot hungry ass, his strong body pumping me so effortlessly I think he really can ride me forever.

He just kept up that incredible short-strokin' action, but then he slides his hands down under the small of my back, pulling me up tighter against him so my quivering hot dick was sliding wedged up hard between Brad's rock-hard oily abs and my own sweaty stomach. With that, I was just singing out of control, like some deranged audition for the Metropolitan opera. I was cumming continuously, all the while running my hands wildly all over Brad's glistening chest muscles. And all of that kind of made Brad pretty much forget about the slow and tender approach.

Grabbing me by both ankles, Brad twisted me around onto my stomach, literally screwing me around on his big cock, then shoving me down firmly, pushing my face into the pillow, reaching down and pulling me up onto my knees, my ass in the air with his hungry cock snaking inside me once more, mounting me like a dog, he continued to power fuck me. In and out my young stallion assaulted my hole, his huge cock showing me no mercy, his animal-like cries being returned by my own screams of absolute crazed ecstacy. As if he were bionic, Brad's well-developed legs continued to work his cock deep within my hole...pushing all the way in, then gently, teasingly, pulling out, leaving only the huge head in...then slamming the monster back into the cave, all the way down to my cum-spewing balls. He was fucking me so hard and so well that I had no choice but to continue cumming and cumming. For what seemed like an eternity we were one, when I begin to feel Brad's giant dick wrench and explode inside me...as I screamed out, his cock plunges deep inside, as if trying to milk out every last drop of my cum...my cock is shooting splash after splash, uncontrollably spilling my hot manseed in every direction...when I finally stop panting and my juices stop flowing you gently pull out and whisper that there's something different you would like to try...

"Brad, that was SO WONDERFUL"... I knew it was going to be quite a week .