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“I hope you had a pleasant trip,” Mr. Vickers offered while taking his chair in back to the desk, “it’s a long way from Chicago!!!” “The trip was fine, Mr. Vickers,” Mrs. Sparks replied dryly, “but let’s get right down to business, do you really think that you can help our son, he’s absolutely miserable in his school back home in Illinois!?!” Smiling slightly at the obvious impatience of Brian’s mother, Jordan Vickers glanced at the top page of the young man’s file before beginning, “Of course I think we can help him, we here at Private Prep pride ourselves in the way we’re able to help these young men through very trying times, and from what I’ve read in his file Brian should be a perfect candidate for our program!!!” “Well that’s good to hear,” Virna Sparks replied gratefully, “at last somebody’s going to do something, I’m damned tired of talk, talk, talk, if you know what I mean!?!” “Well,” Jordan chuckled, “we do counsel our young men, but of course much of our program is devoted to making the boys feel good about their bodies and their choice of sexual orientation, in other words, we let them know that having oversized genitals can be an asset, as well as can being gay!!!” “That’s the kind of talk I want to hear,” Virna Sparks replied softly, “I just want my boy to be happy!!!”

After that little exchange with Mrs. Sparks, Mr. Vickers turned his attention to Brian and asked gently, “So tell me, son, what seems to be your biggest problem?!?” With his head bowed down and his face reddening by the second, the eighteen year old stammered, “Back at home they tease me because of my large penis!!!” “Just the boys,” Jordan Vickers asked?!? “No, the girls too,” he replied sadly, “the boys told the girls what a large penis I had and they all started bothering me, and then when they found out I didn’t want to be with girls but with boys, everybody just turned on me!!!” Mr. Vickers’ heart was breaking for the young man, and in very soft voice he answered, “Well you won’t have to worry about that anymore, Brian, because in our school everyone has a big penis and all of the boys are gay!!!” Brian’s face literally brightened at the prospect of being with others like himself, so when Mr. Vickers asked him to stand up and expose his organ, he happily did as he was told!!!

“See,” Virna Sparks offered, “If may say so he’s hung like a horse!!!” “Yes he is,” Mr. Vickers replied softly, “he has a very fine penis, and from the looks of it, it’s also very thick!!!” “I’ll save you the trouble of measuring it,” she retorted, “it’s ten and a half inches long and seven and a quarter inches around when it’s fully erect, and from the looks of things he’s getting very close to his full tumescence right now!!!” “That he is,” Mr. Vicker observed, “so tell me Brian, how often do you masturbate!?!” “At least twice a day,” the young man whispered, “I-is that bad of me!?!” “See what those assholes have done to him,” Virna Sparks retorted bitterly, “no matter how often his father and I tell him everyone masturbates, he still feels like he’s doing something wrong!!!” “Well we’re going to change all that,” Jordan Vickers replied, gently, “in fact just to show Brian that he’s not alone we’re all going to masturbate right along with him!!!” Mr. And Mrs. Sparks both looked at each other a little bit nervously, but when prodded on by the head master they both exposed their genitals and began masturbating along with their son!!!

Mr. Sparks, while not in the same class as his son size wise still had a very impressive penis, and when the father and son got to stroking, it was truly a sight to behold!!! None of the Sparks noticed it at first but Mr. Jordan had also pulled out his own erection, and much to Brian’s absolute glee, he saw that his new head master was hung at least as long as himself!!! “Do you like looking at my penis, Brian,” he asked the flustered young man!?! “O-oh, yes,” he gasped while his hand flew up and down his super sized organ, “I- I’ve never seen another cock like mine before, it’s really incredible!!!” “Why thank you, son,” Jordan Vickers replied smoothly, “would you like to suck it for me, I mean only if you want to, we don’t make anyone do anything they don’t want to do here at Private Prep!?!” “C-can I really,” the wide eyed youngster panted while riveting his gaze on the monster pecker sprouting like a tree trunk out of Mr. Vickers’ groin, “y-you want me to suck it for you!?!” “Of course I do,” he replied quickly, “I’m just as gay as you are, and there’s nothing quite like being in a room with other gay men with huge erections just begging to be sucked!!!”

Brian looked hopefully at his parents, and one look told him that they were very happy for him, and without another word he made his way over behind the large oak desk and after giving a long sigh, let Mr. Vickers’ erection slip into his warm eager mouth!!! “Whoa there, son,” Mr. Vickers said with a laugh, “we’ve got plenty of time, it’s not a race, take it easy and savor it, okay!?!” Brian moaned as he caressed the big organ with his tongue, but after a few moments he realized that Mr. Vickers was right and that he didn’t have to hurry at all, so for the next fifteen minutes he teased and nibbled at the huge head until almost without warning his mouth was being flooded with a hot sperm shooter from the big cocked head master!!! “Oh myyyyyy,” he groaned, “your son has a definite talent for cocksucking, I think he’s going to be a fine asset to Private Prep!!!” Both Mr. And Mrs. Sparks had there own cums while Jordan Vickers was filling their son’s mouth with cum, but now as they watched him cleaning the big shaft with is soft tongue they knew that they had made the right decision and that Private Prep was just the place for their boy!!!

The only thing left now was for Brian to have his own orgasm, so like any good son would do, he went over in front of his mother and offered his erection to her mouth so that she could suck him good bye before leaving for her return trip to Chicago!!! After having allowed her a good two minutes with his cock, he gently pulled away and gave his father the same privilege, and just like his mom his father proved to be a very attentive and responsive cocksucker!! After his parents had dressed and gone, Brian stood silently by the window as their car went down the driveway and out of sight, and as he turned around with tears welling up in his eyes, he was more than grateful when Mr. Vickers dropped to his knees in front of him and drank from his fountain of youth until he filled the older man’s mouth with what seemed like gusher after gusher of life giving cum!!! When he was completely spent, he said softly, “So this is home, and I’m so glad to be here!!!”

Author: David Green – Story available on public newsfeeds

17 year old Adam looked hopefully at his friend Josh. He’d just asked Josh to spend a couple of nights with him at his house as his parents were away for the weekend. The problem was Adam had just come out to his best friend of 11 years just five days ago. However, Josh at 18 was an intelligent young man and told Adam in no uncertain terms that he “didn’t care his best friend was gay” because he was still Adam! But, now Josh looked at his friend with uncertainty, almost as if he were afraid of him.

“Josh,” Adam said softly. “We’re best friends and I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you or to drive you away from me. As soon as the other kids in school find out I’m gay, you’re gonna be the only friend I have! Please say you’ll come.”

Josh looked at his best friend and saw the young man he’d grown to love over the years. He’d come to see Adam as his little brother and had always protected him from school bullies. Adam was smaller than Josh by at least 2 inches and had a slight frame. He had curly blond hair, full red lips and his cheeks were actually rosey. He also had the bluest eyes that everybody always commented on. Josh was just the opposite. At 17, he stood just under 6 feet tall (next to Adams 5’4, he was a giant). His hair was shoulder length and black. He was muscular to Adam small build and his eyes were a brilliant green. They complimented each other. Right now Adams blue eyes were welling up with tears at his friends hesitation. Josh couldn’t abandon him now.

“Of course I’ll stay with you Adam. What did ‘ya think? I’d abandon my little brother?”

Adam smiled broadly. “I wasn’t sure for a minute there, and stop calling me little you ass wipe!”
“Gee,” Josh smiled. “Now I can call you butt munch and really mean it!”

The two laughed as they walked down the street toward their respective homes. It was agreed that Josh would arrive at Adams that night around 7:00 well after Adams parents had left. It was ok as long as they knew Josh was coming. They knew because Adam had asked the day before. He was scared though because tonight he was going to tell Josh that he loved him.

****

At 7:05, Josh walked through the front door of Adams house. He’d let himself in as he’d been doing for the past eleven years. Adam also had the save privelege at Joshs’ house.

Adam looked up from the beer he’d been nursing for the past hour as Josh seated himself on the living room couch next to Adam. “I see you’ve started without me,” Josh laughed. “What’s the big hurry to get buzzed?”
“Ah,” Adam stammered. “N-No hurry man…just gathering my thoughts.”

He reached to the floor and grabbed a can of beer from the bucket full of ice and handed it to Josh. “Hey,” Josh said softly. “What’s wrong? And don’t tell me nothing!”
Adam took a deep breath, looked at his friend and blurted it out.

“I’m in love with you man.”
For a while there was dead silence. Josh looked straight ahead as he opened his beer, took a long swallow, and then set it down.

“Is that all?” He asked his friend softly. He turned and looked at Adam. “Is that what’s bothering you Adam?” Without looking up, Adam said glumly. “Isn’t that enough?”"I suppose,” he answered softly. “But would it help you any if I told you I was in love with you too?” Adam jerked his head up and turned to look at his friend. There was a look of total disbelief on his face. He’d been in love with Josh since they were kids! How could he not know that Josh felt the same way? Unles…

“You’re just fucking with me man,” Adam spat. “And it ain’t funny!”
“Really?” Josh asked sarcastically.

Without warning he grabbed Adam’s beer, slammed it down on the table, gathered Adam in his arms, and brought his mouth crashing down on Adams. At first the kiss was brusising and rough, then gradually as Adam realized it was really happening, he put his arms around Joshs’ neck and started kissing him back. The kiss softened and Josh slid his tongue into Adams mouth, tasting his friend for the first time. Adams senses reeled and he felt his dick start to harden until it was all seven inches were straining to get out of his jeans. Josh placed one hand on Adam’s crotch and wildy groped for his zipper until he found it and pulled it down. Adam lifted his ass slightly off the couch as Josh groped around inside his jeans and found his stiff cock. He groaned as Joshs’ hand came into contact with his throbbintg member. As if on cue, they broke the kiss but Josh continued to pull Adams hard dick out of his pants.

“God I want you man,” Josh moaned. “I’ve wanted you since…forever but I didn’t know how to tell you!”
In answer, Adam unzipped Joshs pants and reached inside. What he found impressed the fuck out of him! It had to be at least nine inches and it was hard as steel! They both stood up and faced each other. Not hesitating for a moment, they tore their jeans down, kicked off their sneakers and ripped their jeans and underwear off. Joshs dick slapped up against his belly while Adams stuck straight out.

“What do we do now?” Adam panted.
“I’ll show you,” Josh grinned.

He pulled Adam to him in a wild embrace and snaked his tongue down his throat once more. All the while easing him gently down to the rug until he was laying on top of him. Breaking the kiss, he turned Adam on his side, and swiveled around on his side so that their hard cocks were at each others mouth. Gently, Josh took Adam by the base of his seven inch hard on and slowly sucked the rosey head into his hot mouth. Adam gasped with pleasure as he felt Joshs hot mouth slide down his pole. Hesitating only for a second, He snaked his tongue out and licked the underside of Joshs shaft. Josh groaned around Adams cock in appreciation. Wondering for just a moment if he could take the whole thing, Adam went for broke, wrapped his lips around Joshs bulbous head, and slid his mouth down the entire length of Joshs delicious teen cock! In response, Josh growled deep in his throat and did the same to Adam causing him to spread his legs wider. By this time, both boys had a firm grip on the other ass cheeks as they pumped in and out of each others mouth for all they were worth! It was almsot as if they were making up for lost time. The sucked, slurped and drooled down each others cocks. It was like they were reading each others minds! Each did the same to the other! Suddenly, Josh felt his balls grow tight against the base of his cock.

Releasing Adams cock, he shouted, “I’M GONNA SHOOT MAN!”

He thrust his cock deep to the back of Adams throat and exploded in his friends mouth. Adam felt Joshs cock expand in his mouth and then suddenly hot,thick cum splashed against the back of his throat! There was so much of it that it started to spill out of the corners of his mouth. Instinct told him to swallow! So, he started swallowing as if his life depended on it. Josh grabbed Adam by the balls, squeezed and slid his mouth all the way down to the base of Adms cock! Adam growled something unintelligable around Joshs cum erupting cock and felt his own cock expand and then explode!

He came so hard he actually saw stars! Josh swallowed as much as Adams sweet boy juice as he could, but like himself, Adam came so hard, and so fast, that it started to spill out of the corners of his mouth too. It seemed an eternity before they both started to settle down. The licked and cleaned each others balls, and made sure that no cum was left over on the others cock. When their hardons started to subside, Josh reluctantly released Adams cock, gently pulled his out of Adams mouth with a soft ‘plop’, and turned around so that he was facing his friend. Gently he gathered Adam in his arms and kissed him gently. They could taste one another. It was nice. Adam snuggled in close to Josh and layed his head on his chest. Josh looked down on Adam and smiled gently. “Well?” He said. “Say something to me best friend…lover.”

Adam looked up dreamily, smiled lazily and said, “Gee Josh, I guess I can call you butt munch and really mean it!” They laughed softly together and settled down. Both eager to start their much renewed friendship.

Prison Sex

Author: Alex –

From my bunk I could see into the cell across from mine. It was occupied by this cute looking blond kid with a baby face and a sexy bubble butt. He was new to the county lock-up, and judging from the fear in his huge, blue eyes, it was safe to assume this was his first time behind bars. As usual in mid-July, the cells were hot as hell. The dim light from the corridor cast a soft, warm glow over the boy’s resting body. The only thing he wore was a pair of boxer shorts. The rest of his slender body lay exposed. My mind began to wander as I lay staring at the new kid. He couldn’t have been more than eighteen. I could hardly wait for morning to arrive so I could check him out, close up, in the showers. In the mean time, I could only rely on a vivid imagination to fulfill my fantasy, and the lust burning between my legs.

Pressing my naked body against the cool steel, I stuck my eight inch cock between the bars. My man flesh pinged like a homing beacon, lusting for the vibrant, young flesh that lay so near, but was impossible to reach. A generous flow of pre-cum lubricated my hand as I vigorously slapped my throbbing cock. The lewd sound of wet, pounding cockmeat got the kid’s attention. Only his head turned to investigate the seductive sloshing of my jacking off. His sensual eyes widened as he stared down the muzzle of my loaded weapon. “Show me your cock, kid. I want you so bad. This is for you, sweet thing,” I grunted, as I launched long whipping strands of gooey spunk into the corridor. The kid turned away, refusing to acknowledge my gesture of friendship, but I wasn’t insulted. I knew he was scared. His fear would pass, once I took him under my wing. The current population in lock-up was down, there was just me, three other inmates and the kid. It made the job of protecting my prize a whole lot easier. I wasn’t about to share that cherry ass with anyone. He was all mines. The next morning all eyes were on the kid as he stepped naked into the shower. Christ, he had a body that would have given a straight arrow a hard on, and I wasn’t altogether straight to begin with.

It didn’t take long for a couple of the guys to put some moves on the young, fresh meat. They quickly had him pinned in a corner groping his firm, silky, baby smooth ass. “Please stop,” the kid pleaded, attempting to push their hands away. Fortunately my reputation had preceded me. I got the dogs to heal by simply clearing my throat. With his back to the wall, he stood cowering, hands cupped tightly over his budding manhood. Terrified eyes expressed his silent gratitude.

“Don’t worry,” I said, putting my hand on his trembling shoulder. “You can relax. They won’t be bothering you anymore.

“I guess I should thank you,” the kid stammered, dropping his hands to reveal his alluring cylinder of boy meat.

“That’s a start,” I said, admiring his uncut cock. He was the most beautiful person I’d seen in a very long time. “I guess if you want to”…. I put my fingers to his soft, full lips, stopping him before he could finish his thought. His expression was one of naive bewilderment. I wanted him so bad I thought I would burst apart at the seams, but now was not the time, nor the place. “We can talk later. Right now, you’d better get your shower. You’ve only got ten minutes.”

The kid and I stood side by side, lather rippling down our bodies. I couldn’t get over how his smooth, wet skin seemed to glow. To make him feel more at ease, I tried to be discreet in my observations, but I wasn’t overlooking a single inch of his glorious body.

With envious greed, I watched his soapy hand glide down his flat, washboard abdominal to tend his luscious limp organ. I held my breath as his thin fingers retracted the generous flap of soggy foreskin sheathing the crest of his cock. The water cascaded down his satiny torso, washing over his sensitive, purple knob with a cleansing caress that made him shiver. The wispy tuft of blond man fur surrounding the root of his ivory tool lay wet, and matted, against his pubic bone. His tender, young balls hung low in their velvety pouch, weighted heavily with his abundance of succulent boy cream. I was deeply obsessed by the spell this teenage jock had cast over me.

The kid tried to divert his eyes from the thick slab of horse meat rising up between my hairy thighs, but I caught him staring. I sensed the adolescent-like curiosity trembling in his hands as he fondled the slippery mounds of his narrow, round buttocks.

I was met with little resistance as I reached for his hand and placed it on my hot, pulsating cock. “You like dick, don’t you, kid?” I asked. He pulled his hand away, but I knew the truth. I could see it swelling between his legs. I put my mouth to his ear. “Don’t worry, so do I. Your secret is safe with me.”

That night I made a deal with the guard that would allow me to visit the kid in his cell. My intentions were purely sexual, and the guard knew it, but that sort of thing happened around this place all the time. A few bucks in the hands of the right guard, and you could have any piece of ass in the joint.

When he heard his cell door open, the kid sat up, drawing his knees up against his chest. He didn’t seem at all surprised to see me. He may have been young, and beautiful, but he obviously wasn’t stupid. I could tell just by looking into those baby-blues, he knew exactly why I was there.

The cell door closed behind me and the guard left us alone. “What’s your name, kid?” I asked.

“Patrick. And you are?”
“Simon.
“How long have you been in here, Simon?”
“Six months.”

“I appreciate what you did for me, you know, this morning in the shower.”

I sat down on the bunk beside him, putting my hand on his knee. “Glad to be of service, kid. I don’t think you’ll have anymore trouble with those guys. They know not to fuck with me.”

I felt goose bumps rise up on his hairless skin as my hand crept up his thigh. “I saw you last nigh in your cell,” he said. “I’ve never seen another guy jack off before.” “Welcome to jail, Patrick. You’re probably going to wind up seeing a lot of shit you’ve never seen before.” My hand had nearly reached his crotch when he jumped up from the bunk and put some distance between us. “What is it you want from me, Simon? I’m not gay, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

I shook my head and laughed. “Why is it people think two men have to be gay to enjoy one another’s company? I’m attracted to you. I’m tired of sitting alone in a dark cell beating my meat.”

“I don’t think I can do what you’re asking,” Patrick mumbled.

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My Masturbation:

It’s a balmy 70 degrees outside today in the month of February on Florida’s East Coast. I’m sitting outside overlooking the Atlantic Ocean watching the sea gulls fly off in the distance and hearing the roar of the ocean waves crashing on shore. There isn’t a person in sight for miles as I sit in my lawn chair with no shirt on soaking up the mid-day sun. A nice gentle breeze filters through my hair and the smell of fresh sea air is apparent. As I sit there in a state of complete mental relaxation a totally powerful, incredibly provocative, and alarmingly erotic mental image takes up residence in my mind and consumes my thoughts. I feel strong stirrings beginning to take place in my groin. I look down towards the porch and realize my cock is hanging out of my boxers dangling back and forth with the breeze. Before long I notice my nipples are as hard as pencil erasers. I look down and see tiny droplets of precum drizzling from the tip of my penis and landing on the porch. I start to touch my ball sack. It’s so warm, so soft, and so hairy. Then I run my fingers up underneath my balls and towards my ass to touch that area between your nuts and your hole feeling the intensity, back and forth, back and forth. My cock is now rock hard sticking straight up towards the sky.

I move my right hand slowly in a circular fashion stroking the tip of my cock to massage the precum all around my cockhead. I jerk off faster now and my balls start banging up against the seat of the chair all the while my left hand is fingering my hole in and out with my index finger. At the same time my right hand jacking my cock up and down. I start to feel a tiny quivering inside my groin area signaling the start of an incredible orgasm. I feel it increasing slowly yet steadily rising, gaining power in exponential intensity. I feel my ball juices start to flow into my cock like a stopped up drain fills with water. Right hand up and down, left hand in and out. I look down and see that my nipples are extraordinarily hard right now sticking out as if to pick up something writhing in pleasure. My head falls back in the chair and my mouth opens up gasping for air. My eyes are opening slowly and then closing again, the world seems to dim and fade, spin and stop. I can’t help it; this feeling is so inundating and alive. A rush from a distant dimension of my fantasy caught up with reality. My ball juices have filled up my penis like an overflowing swimming pool.

I push my left index finger farther up my ass massaging my prostate. I feel minor convulsions emanating from inside running all over my body, like a tiny minuscule amount of raw electricity suddenly fused with my essence and started to dance. My chest continues to pulsate and all the muscles in my body flex in ways I never thought possible. My right arm and wrist tighten as I jack my cock up and down utilizing all the excess precum as lubricant. Then I feel the futility of holding back as the urge to cum is thrust upon me. I feel the entire universe penetrating my soul in an instant as my load shoots straight up and hits the top of my forehead as I rock back and forth in the chair. Then the second squirt of cum splashes on the top of my chest and slowly heads down towards my hard left nipple leaving a trail of cum behind it like a drop of water running down a slide. The third squirt lands above my belly button running down and getting tangled within my pubic hairs then falls down to my ball sack. The forth and final squirt drenches my hand and plops down onto my bare feet.

My toes start tingling as the warm substance hits home. The euphoria I feel now as the universe twirls my soul into oblivion is still very much as powerful as it was at the start of my orgasm. All it is that I consciously notice is the world goes dark and time stops. I feel a longing and comfort in wanting to live in that moment forever. Slowly the lights brighten and time slowly restarts……then I go grab a towel.

Author: unknown

…I didn’t see much of them the following day as they all went out at lunch time and didn’t get back until night time, a little worse for wear.

Within minutes I saw the bedroom light switch on so I ran upstairs, sat in what had already become my favourite chair, and looked over to see which of the lads occupied the front bedroom. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that it was the slightly larger lad with the chestnut eyes and handsome face.

He switched on his television set but I couldn’t see what he was watching as the telly was just under his window, but I could see him perfectly well as he sat down on his bed where the headboard was at the far end of the room facing towards me. He lit up a cigarette, opened up a bottle of Becks and drank straight from the bottle, while I drank in his beauty. Once he’d finished smoking he carried on watching the telly, only this time he spread open his legs and started to caress himself between his thighs just below his shorts.

I sat in wonder and amazement not believing my luck. I felt the tightness in my jeans as I started to swell up. Using all my will power I restrained from touching myself, wanting the sensation growing up in me to last for as long as possible. I carried on watching as one of his hands now slipped under his tee shirt and he began squeezing and pulling on his nipples. His other hand rubbed his erection through his cotton shorts. His eyes were glazing over but he never took them of the telly.

Cursing, I realized I needed the toilet so I ran to the bathroom quickly and relieved myself. By the time I’d got back he’d stripped off all his clothes and was lying there stark naked except for a white jock strap that looked ready to rip open any second with the strain of his erection.

Sitting forward in my chair I took a closer look through my binoculars, he was now stroking his balls. I watched as he circled his cock head with his thumb, smearing his juice all over and then to my excitement he put the same thumb into his mouth and sucked off his own pre-cum.

I still refused to touch myself, keeping up my heightened state of arousal. He slipped off his stained jock strap and revealed a thick uncut penis about eight inches long. Slowly he began pulling his foreskin up and down picking up speed as he went.

I almost shot my load in my underpants at what I saw next. Laying on the bed he pulled his knees up and spread them wide giving me a clear view of his tight crack, but not for long as his hand came down and he inserted one of his fingers all the way up to his knuckle without any resistance.

All my restraint and will power went out the window as I watched him insert another finger, I quickly stripped all my clothing off and grabbed my aching hard on and began jerking myself off as I carried on watching.

He was now kneeling on his bed, one hand stroking his hard cock and the other one was around his backside. I couldn’t see what his hand was doing as his front was to me but I could easily imagine that a couple of his fingers were deeply embedded up his hot hole as he began moving his hips from side to side then up and down.

I couldn’t hold back any more and as I felt the first throb of my ejaculation I saw that he was coming at the same time. I watched with curled toes as his cum shot high in the air and splattering his chest and stomach as it came back down. I didn’t stop coming the whole time I watched and I could feel my warm cum dribbling down my own chest and stomach.

For the next two weeks I couldn’t wait to get home and into my favorite chair. Every night the lad with the chestnut eyes would lie in his bed and play with himself and afterwards I would watch him as he slept. One night I came three times as I watched him insert a huge dildo up his backside.

Sadly, this was short lived as they eventually bought curtains, but sometimes I still sit in my favorite chair in the hope that they are left open.

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Author: Stephanie Sarg – Available Newsfeed

Sex Story:

Blake stepped into the empty elevator, pushed the button for the seventeenth floor, and waited for the car to begin its ascent. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirty something man slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and turned to face Blake, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The man was dressed in a dark blue business suit and would have been considered handsome, except for the fact that he had a large scar on his face! After several seconds of silence the man, while looking directly into Blake’s eyes asked, “You’re a fag aren’t you, I can smell you a mile away!?!” Blake turned a bright shade of red, and while averting his eyes replied softly, “Yes, yes I am!” The man made a snorting sound and shot back, “You little bitches are all alike, just waiting to be picked up and fucked!” Hearing the crude talk from this total stranger caused an immediate reaction in Blake as his pecker turned into a piece of hot blue steel!!! The elevator came to a stop, and as the doors slid open smoothly and the stranger announced, “This is my floor, come with me,” as he took Blake by the arm and led him down the corridor to the men’s rest room.

Once inside, he pushed Blake into a vacant stall, closed the door, and said, “Okay you little slut, suck on this,” after pulling out one of the biggest cocks he had ever seen in his life!!! Sitting on the toilet put the big dick right at face level so it didn’t take much effort at all to open wide and let the big hammer slip into his now very hungry mouth!!! “You suck good for a bitch,” the stranger spat while Blake slurped and licked the beautiful erection for all he was worth!!! As long as he could remember Blake knew that he liked boys better than girls, and while he had fantasized about having a truly huge erection to play with, he was stunned at how quickly the events of the past few moments had given him the opportunity to fulfill his dream!!! The big stud leaned against the stall to maintain his balance and just as he was getting into it, Blake could feel the big prick tense up slightly, warning him that a cum explosion was about to occur!!!

While jerking the shaft wildly, Blake sucked and nursed at the velvety head until it convulsed hard in his mouth, erupting in a truly brutal orgasm!!! “Y-you’re a cocksucking whore,” he gasped softly while allowing Blake to clean up his cock with his tongue, “that’s a good little slut, clean up that pecker and get ready to get fucked in your tight little ass!!!” Blake actually shivered at the prospect of being taken by such a huge erection, but he offered no resistance when the powerfully built man pulled him to his feet and kissed him full on the lips before whispering, “Okay, pussy, drop your pants and spread’em, Dan’s gonna fuck your hot little bitch ass!!! “Mmmm,” he thought, “his name is Dan, I like that,” while he stepped out of his pants and shorts, exposing his genitals to Dan’s critical eye!!! “Good fucking god in heaven,” he spat, “just look at that pitiful excuse for a dick, I’ve been fucked by fingers bigger than that, you’re so useless the only thing you’re good for is getting fucked in the ass!!!”

Blake put both hands up against the back wall of the stall, and with his legs spread wide apart allowed the big cocked stud to have his way with him!!! “Ohhhhhhhhhhh that hurts so good,” Blake moaned as the freight train like pecker impaled his ass, “y-you’re fucking tearing me apart!!!” “D-do you want me to stop,” Dan panted while pounding his cock in and out of the younger man’s smooth butt, “you don’t act like you want me to stop!?!” “N-no, please don’t stop, ohhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyy,” he moaned loudly, “I’m almost ready to shoot it!!!” By this time Blake had dropped one of his hands to his pecker and was masturbating it furiously while Dan use his asshole like his personal fuck toy!!! It was almost like they’d been fucking for years, because at the very same moment their peckers stiffened, and just like clockwork expelled huge spurts of shooting cum out of the end of their hot peckers!!!
Dan quickly zipped up his pants, and after giving Blake a couple of hard swats on the ass, commented, “You be here tomorrow at the same time, you got it, you need a lot more fucking to get your mind right!?!” Blake could only smile weakly and nod in the affirmative, he couldn’t wait!!!

Today’s story brought to you by Am I Straight?

Copyright: Nelson
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At the time I was 18, I had a fairly average cock (17cm) and liked looking at porn but discovered I really liked cocks better, I was straight but curious. I would fantasize about having sex with my friend Reece but whenever we look at porn together he seemed really straight, so I never mentioned my fantasies. My other friend Ben, I also had dreams about. One day we were at my house watching porn (as my dad wasn’t home) I was really horny and asked if he would feel uncomfortable if I stared to wank. He said he was fine with that then flopped out his massive cock, it as probably about 24cm, which for our age was pretty big. I stared at his cock in wonder. We started wanking; Ben was the first to blow his load. He looked at me then wiped it with his finger and put it in his mouth. “Deliciousâ€?, he said. I still hadn’t cummed so Ben sat on my chest and slowly put his cock in my mouth. “Here, try thisâ€? is what he said; once I swallowed his cum I didn’t take his beautiful hunk of meat out of my mouth. I sucked and sucked and sucked then, after about five minutes of sucking, Ben took my cock and sucked me better that I could have sucked him, then I let out my load, it went forever, and Ben swallowed every bit of it. He must of saw me watching him swallow my cum, so sat up and kissed me. I kissed him back, my tongue I his mouth, I tasted the cum I squirted into his mouth. My cum tasted so much better than his. We continued to do this for weeks, mainly at my house as his parents were always home.

A few weeks later, after my first blowjob with Ben, I was at Reece’s house and we were playing a game of truth or dare. He dared me to tell him my deepest secret (which was what happened in the paragraph above) and I told Reece what Ben and I had been doing. “Okâ€? he said “show me what it feels likeâ€?. So he pulled out his dick, roughly the same size as mine and I gave Reece a deep-throated blowjob. Even though I was giving both Ben and Reece head, we never did it together.

It was Halloween and my parents had gone out trick’ or’ treatin with by younger siblings, I had invited Ben and Reece to stay the night. We didn’t do much, watched DVD’s, played board games, my dad came home and we went to bed. In the middle of the night I woke up, both Ben and Reece were up as well, Ben’s sleeping bag was open and they were doing a 69er. When they were finished Reece pulled out some lube and asked who wanted to go first. “Me�, I said, so I lubed myself up and eased my cock up Reece’s ass. He moaned and let out a big cumshot. “Keep going�, he said, then “stop�. So I stopped then started to go in and out, faster. I finished up and Reece did the same thing to me, Ben didn’t want to try so we didn’t pressure him. That night was my first anal…..and it was good!

The next week it was Reece’s birthday (November 8th) and he was having a party, his dad had gone to work and the only one around was his 18 year old bro, Daniel, who we all knew was well hung and was willing to try stuff. I also knew he was curious about guys as we had showers in pairs because we just came out of the pool – it was cold – and all little Daniel could look at was my dick. I asked him if he had ever masturbated. He said “yes”, “Ok”, i said and started to jack off, turning the shower head away and a small bit of cum appeared on my cock head. “Ever tasted cum?” I asked Dan. “Nope” he answered. I wiped my cum off with my finger and put it in Dan’s mouth.We then dried off and went to the room.”Daniel” Reece said “Me, Ben and Nathan are going to be diong stuff only for guys in here. Do you want to join in?”. “Yes!” burst Dan excitedly. “Ok, I think some one should teach Daniel what we’re doing before we get started.” I had a boner so i let my dick out, so did Ben. Reece said “Look Nathan, I know you want to screw Daniel, but he’s my brother and I should teach him”
“Ok, Fine”
“I think it’s better if we all stripped, we’ll be more comfortable”

So we all stripped down naked and Daniel sat in the middle with his 15cm uncut penis (Daniel and Ben were uncut, but me and Reece were cut) Reece spread Dan’s legs as Dan got a boner, then Reece gently put his tongue under Daniel’s foreskin, then pulled it back and gave him head he then told Daniel to turn over with his ass in the air, Reece lubed up then inserted his cock into Dan’s asshole. After about a minute Reece took out his cock and told Dan to fuck him up the ass. Dan put some lube on his beutiful rod and screwed Reece it was so beutiful to see brother’s having sex. When they were finished i went over to Dan and he asked me if i wanted to go to his room. so we did. he sat on his bed legs spread and i played with his foreskin with my tongue. I then laid on top of him and started bashing him, it felt sooo good, i then kneeled down and gave him a headjob but just as he said he was going to cum i took his cock out of my mouth and put it up my ass, his cum went all up my ass then he took his cock out and licked my ass.

I liked playing with Daniel more than his brother so i spent a lot of time with him when his dad wasn’t home.

Author: Stephanie Sarg – Part 1 of 1
Story found on public newsfeeds: Enjoy!

Martin anxiously waited for the doorbell to ring, as he checked his watch for the third time in the last ten minutes. “Where was that man,” he thought to himself, “I wish for once he’d be on time!!!” Ten seconds later the apartment air was split by the loud resonance of the bell and Martin quickly buzzed his friend in. Opening the door he listened for the footsteps coming up the carpeted stairs, but oddly, he swore there was more than just Ernie’s steps he was hearing! A second or two later she was proven right, as Ernie and a young man of perhaps twenty or so turned up the last flight to Martin’s apartment. Martin looked at the young visitor and asked Ernie, “Who’s your friend, or is it a secret!?!” Before he answered, Ernie gave Martin’s crotch a squeeze and replied, “I found him down at the bus station and for two hundred dollars he’ll do us both!!!”
Both Ernie and Andy, the young man’s name, entered the apartment and sat down on the sofa while Martin went to the kitchen for some refreshments. After everyone had their drinks Martin asked Andy, “Do you know why you’re here, son?” Andy took a sip of his drink and answered softly, “To service you and Ernie, sir!” Martin by now had had a chance to give the young stud a going over, and his pecker had begun to erect itself at the prospect of having such a young man sucking his big cock!!! Martin and Ernie were both single gays in their early sixties who had met several years earlier and now got together once a week for some recreational sex. Once in a great while one of them would find someone else to bring to the party, and today Ernie had scored big!!! In this game of suck the cock, younger was always better as they had the firm delectable bodies seniors could only dream about!!!
Martin continued with his questioning of Andy with, “Are you bi or gay?” “Bi,” Andy quickly replied, “but I prefer males!!!” Martin stood up, walked over to Andy, opened his fly, and asked, “Could you please suck me, dear?!?” As usual, Martin had forsaken his shorts, and now his thick rod bobbed gently just inches from his face!!! Andy merely had to lean forward to take the hard pecker into his warm wet mouth!!! Martin groaned as the talented cocksucker did his erection, and moaned to Ernie, “God, he’s sucking me just the way I like it, mostly my head, but he does my shaft too!!!” Martin’s cock was reaching a crescendo, and he rolled his eyes towards Ernie and ordered, “Take off your pants and let me see your big pecker!!!” Ernie didn’t need another invitation, and as Martin was a little on the butch side, he immediately obeyed his command as he usually did!!! The incessant sucking on his prick, coupled with the sight of Ernie’s huge dick threw Martin over the edge as his cock was wrenched by a climax that seemed to twist his groin into a knot over an over again!!! When he was totally sated, Martin fell back in his chair panting like a dog, while trying to regain his lost breath!!!

Ernie played idly with his pecker while he waited to see what Martin wanted to do next, while Andy sat quietly watching the two older men, while also waiting for further instructions. Martin began idly playing with his now soft cock, and after a moment’s hesitation ordered, “Okay, stud boy, fuck him in the ass!!!” Ernie literally moaned out loud in anticipation of his fucking, and without even being told he leaned over the back of a large easy chair with his legs spread wide and his asshole open and available!!! Andy slid easily behind the old man, and after rubbing his head against the tight opening, he gently moved his hips forward, forcing his hardness into his hot bottom!!! “Oh fuck,” Ernie moaned loudly, “he’s hard as a fucking rock, and so thick, oh god it this good!!! Martin’s eyes had glazed over as he stared at his friend being impaled by the young stud, and as they roared out in unison as their cocks gave way in a shower of cum, Ernie’s all over the chair and Andy’s deep in his ass, Martin’s own pecker spasm hard in his hand and spewed another load of jism high onto his chest!!!
Andy pulled on his things and kissed both men softly on the lips and replied, “Anytime you boys need a good suck or fuck, just give me a call!!!” The two men, still naked and shaken, just smiled knowing that in another month they’d have him again!!!

Author: James Sinclair
Story found on public newsfeeds

Bi-Sexual Sex Story:

It had been a long day. My wife and I had just finished cleaning the dinner dishes and as usual Sheryl went to the bedroom to get ready for bed and I had a drink to unwind. Normally I would watch the news but it was such a nice summer night I decided to have my drink outside under the stars. When I opened the side door I noticed the gate to the backyard was open. That was odd because it was closed an hour earlier when I took the trash out. I quietly walked into the backyard to see what was going on. There was no moon and it was nearly pitch black. Our bedroom is at the back of the house and in the glow coming from through the curtains. I could see a figure peeking in. My first thought was to yell out, but I decided to get a little closer to see what was going on. I walked out into the yard and came up behind the figure. From there I could see my wife through the opening in the curtains. She was sitting nude in front of the dresser mirror brushing her long red hair. I moved in closer I recognized the figure as my next door neighbor’s eighteen-year-old son, Tommy. He was wearing a tank top and his shorts were down around his ankles. He had his cock in his hand stroking it slowly. By now my anger had turned to amusement. After all, what sixteen year old wouldn’t want to see my wife nude. At thirty, she was beautiful. She had milky white skin, small but very perky breasts, a gorgeous ass, and nicely trimmed bush. She was thin but had nicely rounded curves. Watching this young stud beating off while watching my naked wife was a bit of a turn-on and I could feel myself getting hard.

I could have just watch and let Tommy finish and go on his way, but that wouldn’t be any fun. So, I came up behind him and grabbed him by the shoulders. He almost jumped out of his skin and let out a yelp. “What are you doing Tommy?� I asked. He didn’t know what to say, first saying something like he was looking for his cat then apologizing all over him self. It was funny to see that after all that he still had a hard-on, sticking straight out. “Well, Tommy,� I said. “I guess we need to go talk to your parents.� “No, no! Please don’t tell my parents.� He pleaded. “I’ll never do it again I promise. I’ll do anything, just don’t tell my parents.� Of course, I had no plan to tell his parents but I thought I might use his fear of them finding out to my advantage. “Okay, Thomas, maybe we won’t have to tell your parents.� I said, “But we can’t just ignore this. The first thing is for you to do is go inside and apologize to Sheryl.� He agreed and started to pull up his shorts. “No way!� I stopped him. “I want her to see you just like this.� Poor Tommy was shaking with fear and embarrassment and his dick was starting to go limp. I led him inside and straight to the bedroom. Sheryl was in bed by now reading a book. The look on her face was priceless when I came in holding a half naked teenaged boy by the arm. “Look who I found peeking in the window at you.� At first Sheryl looked shocked, followed by embarrassed. “Where are your pants?� she asked. I told her, He pulled them down so he could masturbate while watching you.� She tried to act angry but a little smile on her face betrayed her flattery. Tommy, you were trespassing and invading our privacy.� Poor Tommy tried to apologize but was so nervous he was barely able to stammer “sorry.�

Having a little more fun I asked Tommy, “Do you like looking at my wife’s tits?� “Yes, I mean n-no, I don’t know.� Sheryl caught on to what I was doing and jumped right in. “Do you want to see me naked again, Tommy.� He knew there was no right answer. He couldn’t take any more and sat on the bed, starting to cry. Sheryl got up from under the covers, still naked, and sat next to Tommy with her arm around him. Trying to calm him she told him that she wasn’t angry and that she was actually flattered that a good looking young man like he would be turned-on by her body.

By now I was as hard as a rock, watching my wife, completely naked, with her arms around this kid, who by now was growing hard again. Seeing that Tommy was growing a little more comfortable, I explained to him that there was nothing wrong with looking at naked women or masturbating, but that peeking in someone’s window without their permission, was wrong and he would have to be punished. He understood, he said, but pleaded that we not tell his parents. “I’ll do ANYTHING you tell me.� Sheryl and I have never had hang-ups about sex and had talked about having a threesome. One look at each other and we knew we were thinking the same thing.

I could see Tommy was trying to hide his now raging hard-on with his hands. “Tommy,� I said, “you shouldn’t be embarrassed about having an erection.� With that, I dropped my shorts revealing my engorged member. Tommy looked shocked and couldn’t move his eyes. He was transfixed on my cock. “An erection,� I continued, “is a perfectly natural thing. And since you are the cause of mine, I think a fitting punishment would be for you to help me take care of it.� “Then,� Sheryl interjected, “you can work on me because I’m getting pretty horny myself.� Tommy gave a uncertain “okay� but said he didn’t know what to do. “have you ever given anyone a blowjob?� I asked. “No,� he answered, “I never even seen someone’s dick this close before and I never even been with a girl either.� “Don’t worry, Sheryl said, “we’ll teach you.� Then Sheryl demonstrated on me how to start by licking the shaft from top to bottom, not forgetting about the balls. Then she showed him how to suck on it.

After showing and telling him what to do, she took his right hand and placed it around the base of my cock. I could feel his hand trembling as he put his lips to the head and licked the pre-cum. Then he ran his tongue down the shaft to my balls, sucking on them gently. I could tell Tommy was really getting into it because he was starting to moan and was stroking his own dick. After giving my member a good washing he wrapped his lips around the head and started to suck moving his lips up and down my shaft. Meanwhile, I was kissing and sucking on Sheryl’s supple tits as she fingered herself. After a few minutes I couldn’t hold back anymore. As I started to spasm and spurted my load deep into Tommy’s virgin mouth. “Suck it all up.� I ordered him. He tried his best, sucking my tool was dry. Sheryl helped him clean up, there tongues working together to get every last drop of semen.
Sheryl gave Tommy a long wet kiss sharing the taste of my jism. “It’s my turn now,� she whispered and lay on her back pulling the teenager on top of her. He was so excited he was stabbing everywhere with his cock, unable to find his target. With a little help from me he was finally able to find the warm crevice of my wife. Humping away, it took about twenty seconds for him to blow his load, crying out with each spasm. Sheryl, hotter than ever now, pushed his face down to her pussy and demanded that she eat her. Tommy seemed to enjoy lapping up his own semen. Sheryl directed his tongue like an expert teacher. Seeing my wife being fucked and liked by this young stud was such a turn on that my cock was harder than I had ever seen it.
Tommy was very muscular had very little hair on his body. He was on his elbows and knees licking Sheryl’s pussy with his hard cock swinging underneath him and his inviting ass sticking up in the air. I grabbed some K-Y and started to give him a hand job while at the same time lubing his ass. He hesitated for a moment but his moans told me he didn’t want me to stop. Grabbing his hips I put the head of my swollen cock to his awaiting bung hole. Slowly, I pushed, moving my dick in and out a centimeter at a time. He ass was so tight I wasn’t sure I was going to get it in. After a minute or so my head was in, then another inch until my pubic hairs was pressed against his young ass. Then, at slowly first, I pumped my cock in and out gradually increasing my momentum. As his asshole loosened up I pounded harder and harder. He grunted in pleasure with each down stroke as he stroked his own cock, all the while continuing to lap at Sheryl’s pussy.

After several minutes Sheryl couldn’t hold back her screams as she orgasmed , grabbing Tommy’s head and driving his face into pussy. Then it was my turn. With a grunt I drove my cock deep into Tommy’s ass, shooting my load deep within him. Exhausted, we all collapsed on the bed. Tommy was still stroking his cock. He had been a good sport, taking his punishment so well. Now it was his turn to lie back and be pleasured. I took his cock into my mouth and started swirling my tongue around the head, savoring the taste of his pre-cum. I had never had a cock in my mouth. The velvety texture, the smell and taste of his cum mixed with my wife’s juices was intoxicating. I kneaded his balls while sucking his shaft, moving my head up and down in rhythm. The thought of his semen shooting all over my tongue was exhilarating. I occasionally caught a glimpse of Sheryl masturbating as she watched her cock sucking man. Just when I thought that Tommy had shot his last load he started gyrating his hips and moaning. Then it came like an eruption, spurt after glorious spurt of salty spunk.

I’m not sure who was happiest that I caught Tommy the boy, whacking off while he peeped in our window, but Tommy the man had an open invitation to come back anytime. Tommy visited often after that night. Sometimes it was all three of us, other times with either me or Sheryl. Most of the time it started with Tommy peeping in the window so he could take his punishment.

Hey everyone, I have been a little under the weather… I thought at the very least I would post a favorite sex story of mine. I will still post a makeup Free Movie Monday, since I didn’t post that yesterday. So stay tuned!

The Boy on the Boat:

Copyright GSC – Edward James

Mick stood in the master cabin before the full length mirror and, in the dull orange light invading through the skylight above him, looked at himself. He’d seen his body a million times before but this time it was different. This time something real was about to happen to it, something he’d never known before. He had not joked when he said he’d never been with another man he had never come close. There had been offers at the pool, at the bars and clubs, even at school but something had always held him back. He remembered, as a child, lying in his bed at night, fighting to stay awake in case his father came up and said goodnight. But he never came, he was always asleep when the man returned from work and then one day he was not at home at all. At boarding school he lay awake wishing an adult would come to him and sit with him. Just to reassure him that there was someone there. No one ever did. Through his teens only other boys would approach his lonely bed at night and slip a hand under the sheets, he would push it away. He didn’t want what the others were doing. He wanted his father to come and say goodnight, to tell him he was loved. Then that wore away until he was left with just the longing for someone to tell him, to love him, and he dreamed of how it would be. The perfect man, it had to be a man, not another boy and in the perfect place at the right time. When Mick was ready, when he knew everything would be right.

When he had first met Jake he had sensed the person was right, older than himself, in control but also needing to be organised. Someone Mick could serve and learn from at the same time. When he had seen the boat he had known the place would be right. Whether the boat was anchored off some idyllic island or in a busy port it didn’t matter. It was the boat that held the magic. And now Mick felt right, everything was in place. He turned the ring on his finger. It felt good there, like it belonged.

Now he wished he had experimented before. All he knew about sex was from what he’d read in novels and what he’d seen in the occasional film. Would it hurt? Would it be a disappointment? Would he fumble and would Jake laugh at him?

His body turned chilly and he shivered at his own reflection. He was twenty three, he was fit, he was a swimming champion. But was he attractive, and could he trust Jake?

He sat on the edge of the bed feeling the white silk sheets beneath him. Above he could hear a creaking rope, the murmur of a distant engine and a few voices laughing as people passed by on the shore. And within the softly rocking boat, the sound of a man, in the shower, heavy splashes of water and the lathering of soap. Just like in the films. As he waited obediently, he noticed that Jake had put condoms on the table by the bed and despite being high on dope, he felt nervous.

Finally he heard the shower stop. There were a few minutes of silence as Jake dried himself and then he came into the cabin. He switched off the bathroom light and Mick saw the man’s dark, hazel coloured eyes looking down at him.

Jake was naked. His hair was damp and his dark, unshaved face was rugged. Undressed, his shoulders seemed broader somehow and his chest was defined and covered with a tangle of soft, dark hair. Mick let his own eyes travel further down, across the flat stomach to strong thighs and firm legs covered with softer, even hair which stopped at the ankles. His eyes looked back up to linger on the heavy, dark cock, seemingly half erect, hanging expectantly over uneven balls, the head only partly showing from beneath a smooth foreskin. No wide veins, like in the books, no circumcision like in the films. Suddenly there was no nervousness in Mick’s mind. Just excitement. This was the man he had waited for.

And the man was kind. He seemed to be letting Mick take his time and the boy appreciated this. Then, after a while he felt his towel slowly pulled from him and he was pushed back. He closed his eyes, he couldn’t look at his own penis, thinking it inadequate before Jake’s, but he could feel it grow and slide along his thigh in anticipation.

He expected to feel hot breath between his legs and grasping hands but none came. Instead he was aware of a warm kiss on the sole of his right foot. The sensation made him jolt. The first contact, the first moment of sex, he had not expected it to start there. Then the mouth was on his other foot, then his ankles. Large hands were stroking his legs, soft breath on his knees, fingers wrapped around his thighs, massaging the muscles from front to back. He smiled and knew he had been right to wait.

The kisses dipped in and out of his rippled stomach and the firm tongue drew lines of heat across his panting chest. One side then the other, always even, always fair. The mouth warmed his nipples and he felt a rush of heat through his entire body. The broad hands stroked every inch of his arms and fingers rose up to cup his head as both of his eyelids were kissed by soft lips.

He felt legs astride him and the heavy cock resting on his stomach. His hands were held and slid behind his head by stronger hands as he was moved into a willing submissiveness. He felt the tongue play with each ear, sending shivers of pleasure to his chest and he heard soft, deep breathing close to him. Then he heard a voice, a man’s voice, closer and real, whispering to him, ‘you are beautiful.’

And in that moment he was, at last. He was being made to feel beautiful. He was being adored, worshipped and loved. He felt at home and safe, his heart was racing and he breathed fast but inside he felt a new, unexplored calmness.

‘Just do what ever I do,’ the guiding voice whispered, tending to his innocence.

His eyes still closed, he felt Jake’s lips only a breath away from his. He opened his mouth and could sense the other’s breath in his throat, mingling with his own. His own tongue reached out and met the tip of the other. Only a fraction of skin meeting a fraction of skin made his whole body tighten and everything he had been feeling in his extremities rushed to that point and erupted with a vivid, electric explosion as their mouths closed together. He was beautiful.

Then Jake was moving back down. His kisses exploding like tiny mines of pleasure on Mick’s body until they came to rest on the small tuft of pubic hair. He felt Jake’s chin touch the tip of his painfully sensitive penis and he held his breath when all of it was taken into a hot, deep mouth. Only then did he make a sound, a soft moan of pleasure that had been waiting to leave him for many lonely years. Within a few seconds that pleasure exploded and was released as he could wait no longer.

But still he was beautiful. Jake was telling him so as he turned Mick onto his stomach and started kissing where Mick never knew pleasure could be found.

The kisses turned to fingers, slippery and uncomfortable. The films and books came flooding back to him and his heart beat faster. Then the pleasure again, which, for a moment, turned to searing hot pain. His breath was stolen from him as the weight of the older man covered him. He gasped in unexpected ecstasy and his head thrashed on the pillow as, behind his closed eyes, he saw flashes of electric blue and silver. But then the pain eased slowly and another pleasure began. He was tending to Jake now, giving him what he wanted and Mick was more beautiful because of it. He felt owned, needed and he loved it. He was engulfed by Jake’s entire body, their hands gripped together under him, their legs wrapped tightly at the ankles and Mick strained his neck to kiss the man as he felt him shudder and gasp behind him.

It was only when Jake had collapsed beside him that Mick felt a tear roll from his eye. He wasn’t sad or angry. He didn’t feel bad. Nothing as simple or expected as that, he felt whole. Jake turned to him and caressed his back, kissing Mick’s head and smoothing over the tears. The older man kissed one away and held Mick’s head in one hand turning it from the pillow to face him.

‘What is it?’ he asked kindly, spreading other teardrops across the boy’s cheek with his thumb. ‘Everything o.k.?’

Mick looked at him and tried to find the right words, he couldn’t. Instead he slid tighter into Jake’s arms wrapping them around him. He felt safer and more at home than he had ever done before. He smiled to himself.

Jake was already drifting into sleep, his breathing slowing and deepening. Mick stroked the hairs on the man’s wide arms and felt a small kiss on his back.

‘Goodnight Jake,’ he whispered.
‘Goodnight Andreas,’ the man replied.

Who was Andreas?

We’re in a police station, I’m not sure of the country. The officer has brought in a lad, late teens early twenties. Dark hair, black trousers and jumper. His hands are behind his back as he is interviewed. The officer is also dark haired, but older. He types notes on his typewriter. He pauses for a moment to take off his jacket, lights a cigarettes and un cuffs the boy.

The boy has a smooth face and the conversation is making him smile. The officer is also clean shaven, but not as cute. The lad looks bored, he starts rubbing his thighs, his hand slips to his crotch as he accepts a smoke from the officer.

They both smoke, the lad answers questions. He rubs his leg occasionally, his long fingers straying to his crotch. The man types, the boy starts to come on to him, maybe to get himself out of the trouble he is in. The boy is sweating, he uses the officer’s hat to wipe his face, the officer object, the lad wants to take off his jumper. The officer stops him. The boy is petulant and bored, he doesn’t care. He’s looking for a way out of here.

We see his face, closer, and his eyes are blue. As he fans his body, by lifting the bottom of his jumper, he reveals a glimpse of smooth stomach. More typing, the interview continues, the boy finally takes off his jumper and the officer now allows it. His chest is defined and smooth, hairless. He pushes his thumbs into his trouser’s waste band.

It looks like the boy is getting hard in there. He’s stroking himself through his tight black trousers more firmly. He has round brown nipples. Now his hand is inside his trousers, he leans back in the chair. The officer comes over to him, putting his gun on table and suddenly manhandles the boy to the wall. He frisks the semi-naked lad, running his palms over the round ass, feeling the lad through his shiny black trousers. He reaches in around the lad and empties his pockets, spreads his legs with a swift kick, turns the lad around and forces him to take off his belt.

The lad is teasing him, acting coquettish. He opens his trousers and slips them down. He has only a few hairs, and a small cut cock. He has small, tight balls. His trousers are removed, he’s pushed against the wall, made to squat down. The officer squats behind him and spreads his ass cheeks to examine him. He spreads his smooth ass hole wide, twisting the flesh. He gives the lad slap on his ass.

And then the officer gives in to the lad and they are kissing.

The lad is loving it. The officer licks the lad’s chest, his tongue slides over the dark round nipples, tickles the hard points of flesh then travels over flat stomach, downwards. The boy’s mouth is open and pouting. The older man gets the youthful cock in his hand and starts sucking. It’s now hard, it has thick veins running underneath. The boy’s cock-head is slipping in and out. The lad reaches behind and beneath to play with his own balls. The man’s head slides back and forth, holding the cock by its base. The boy looks down at him, the man presses his thumb under his balls. The smooth orbs have goose pimples, they are shaved, hairless and perfectly round.

And the lad’s cock is thick, six inches of boy meat being serviced by the older man. The boy starts to pant and gasp, this is getting better. His hips thrust into the man’s mouth, the officer feeds it in.

This is the best sucking the boy’s ever had. The policeman starts to take off his shirt, revealing an army green tee shirt underneath. He kneels between the boy’s legs, still sucking on his wet cock. The lad holds his head and pushes it onto him, his balls are still tight. He is strong, he has broad shoulders, a smooth, hairless chest. He fucks the man’s mouth. The officer has his eyes closed as he does his work like a robot, back and forth, in and out. How much can the lad take before he shoots?

The older guy now licks the cock-head, cut, red and smooth, slippery with saliva. The boy is still gasping and panting, almost in disbelief. The sucking motion is getting faster. Until the officer lets him go and stands. He lifts his tee shirt over his head and off, his smooth, powerful chest can be seen. The boy undoes the officer’s trousers, they drop quickly. The man is as hard as hell already.

His cock is long, his pubes completely shaved, his balls up and tight as the lad starts working down there. He can’t get all of the huge cock into his mouth, but he tries. He is holding and squeezing the man’s balls, grasping the shaft in his fist and trying to push it all into his mouth. The officer looks down at him and boy takes half the cock, it’s all he can manage. He wanks himself as he sucks. His face moves in a regular rhythm. His head twists around the shaft, licking the cock on all sides. The man smirks and plays with his own nipples.

Then the lad sits on sofa his cock limp and untouched, but still long. He licks beneath the man’s cock. He looks up into man’s eyes as his tongue licks along the shaft again. The older guy fucks the youthful face, holds the boy still and forces his cock in. Then he allows thee boy to lick his cock some more. The lad licks the smooth, big balls, twisting his head in all directions to leave nothing untouched, the man’s crotch is wet and hot. The cock stands up rigid, pointing upwards as the lad works his tongue on those balls. Slowly he licks up and over the cock and then the shaft slips into his mouth again.

But the officer wants more.

Now he orders the lad onto the sofa, facing away. He spreads the young ass cheek and starts to lick. His long, powerful tongue tickles the lad’s hole, his fingers pull it open. The boy’s jaw drops and his face screws up in pleasure. The man has him held tight and buries his face right in there. Then his long tongue just touches the hole, then he digs it in, slips it inside the boy who gasps as he gets his first tongue fucking.

But it does not last long. The officer wants more.

He is fucking the boy now. His long cock pushes into the tight hole, the boy guides it in with his hands and cries out as the man fucks him fast and hard. The officer moans too. The lad can’t believe the feeling, he wants more. The smooth man-ass is humping up and down on the smooth body beneath. The cock slides in the lube slips out, the boy’s split wide open and cries out for more. The officer encourages him on. The boy’s cock has gone limp beneath him as he is fucked dog style. The man goes slow in and around, out, right out, back in, slow around, in and out. He plays with his own balls as he fucks. The boy grabs his own cock and holds it. He tries to look over his shoulder at man. The officer fucks faster, an unrelenting speed and thrusts hard, really fast, then slow again. The lad doesn’t know what to do, he just gasps and moans.

Slow again, he’s getting a good man fuck. In, out, quick, getting faster the boy cries out again. His booted feet try to grip the floor. The officer’s hips jab faster again like a trip hammer, relentless. The lad starts moving his buttocks around, circles, matching the man’s thrusts. Pushing back, wanting more and deeper; his mouth couldn’t take it all but his ass can.

He’s still bent over, his cock now small as the pleasure is in his arse. He says he wasn’t to come, the fucking makes him want to come. He groans and gasps, whimpers as the speed increases.

But now the lad wants more.

He moves and stand with one foot up on the desk, offering his bubble but ass to the officer for more and harder pounding. As the offer rams home the boy picks up the gun and starts sucking on it, wishing it were another man’s cock. Beneath him his cock and balls sway back and forth, free in the air. The officer holds him by the hips and watches his cock thrust in and out. The lad sucks on the barrel of the gun, he licks it, imagining that is were another cock. The officer teases, goes slow again, dipping his hips, pushing in and up slowly, then faster. The boy can’t take much more he’s gasping again.

Suddenly the officer pulls out and wanks himself. He bends the boy down, aims and shoots his thick load over the smooth young back. His jism runs into boy’s crack. The man’s balls are tight, his cock red, there is spunk all over the smooth flesh. It splatters and drips. He wipes it around, rubbing it in. The boy moans in satisfaction and turns, wanks himself quickly to a climax and shoots on the man’s chest with loud groans. Masses of youth spunk drips onto the man’s still hard cock as the boy gasps and cries out. Splatter, drip, rubs it in, rubs it down to the man’s balls. They rub their cocks together. Kiss with their cocks touching, their tongues playing again. The boy is feeling his cock as it start to go limp again.

But the boy still has the gun. He aims it at the officer, forces him back to the sofa and makes him sit. Quickly he grabs his clothes and backs to the door. With the man’s cum still drying on his smooth skin and his ass still stretched by the huge cock, he slips from the room and escapes.

This is not about my first time, but rather my brother- in-law’s. My sister Karen is drop dead gorgeous, and she always got the hottest looking guys. Well when she met Jeff she fell head over heels in love. Jeff is (in my opinion) a greek god come to life. He is 6’2″ 190 and solid as a rock with piercing blue eyes and jet black hair. Karen and Jeff got married about 7 months ago. It was a killer bash at the reception. My dad went all out because he really liked Jeff (the whole family did) and it was his only daughter. This was my first time that I saw what Karen really liked about Jeff. In the mens room I was taking a piss as my new brother -in-law strolled up to the urinal next to me. I couldn’t help but sneak a peak (he was shit faced drunk, I could of drew a picture of his dick and he wouldn’t have known). My god is was about 4-5 inches soft and uncut. I was staring at it forever as he just happily pissed away. I was jeaslous of Karen all my life because she got everything she wanted..and now she has the perfect man too..boy was I bummed.

Jeff became like a real brother to me in the comming months. He never had any brothers or sister so he would come over to my apartment to watch football or if he needed to get out of the house. He was great and there was one thing that I admired about him more than anything else was the way he treated me. I think he really appreciated our family and how we welcomed him in…He was always telling me how much he loved us all.

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Author : Stephanie

The campus at State U. was so big, and Pete couldn’t get over that fact as he walked across the Quad on this first day of class. As a freshman he had so much to learn about life at a big college like State U. Worries about new classes, being away from home for the first time and of course tonight the initiation into the fraternity he was pledged to last week. He was a little worried about that, because he had heard horror stories about frat hazing that had turned out tragically, and while he had been assured by current members that nothing dangerous would happen and that the entire initiation was actually quite pleasant. Well, he hoped so!

At ten o’clock sharp all ten new members TRI K fraternity were ushered into a dark room where each pledge was instructed to remove all of their clothing and sit down and be quiet. In 15 minutes or so each pledge was blindfolded and led into another room where he was instructed to stand at attention. After all the pledges were standing in a circle naked, they were instructed to remain motionless no matter what happened to them. Pete was starting to get that fearful feeling when he felt something touching his pecker, and next he felt a mouth engulf his now stiffening organ! Throughout the room he heard other gasps as he assumed other cocks were being sucked as well! Before he could cum, the mouth pulled away from his dick and he was left standing with a monster hard on shaking in the wind!

A voice then instructed the pledges to sit down on chairs being placed behind them, and in no time flat, hands were forcing their heads forward and an order to “open your mouth” was spoken. Before he knew what had happened a soft cock was shoved into his mouth! The order to “suck it!!” was then given, and Pete, while dazed and confused, began sucking on the now hardening pecker. He could hear the sounds of cock-sucking going on all around the room and wondered if he was going to have to take a load of cum in his mouth. After about five minutes of sucking the cock was pulled from his mouth and his blindfold was removed. Pete could then see that they were in a room lit only by candles, but even in this dim light, however, he could see that everyone was naked and erect, and the older brothers were standing outside the ring of pledges slowly jerking their dicks. The president of the frat then laid down the rule to the new members, ” If an older brother ever needs a suck off, you will suck him then and there on his request, if an older brother asks you to jerk off for any reason you will do it then and there, if and older brother asks you to suck anyone else, you will do it then and there, do you all understand these rules, if so answer yes.” “If you agree to abide by the rules laid down here tonight you are all now probationary members.”

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I was P.E. teacher’s assistant, or “office boys” as we were called. I was in the boy’s lockerroom two times a day. For me it was like dying and going to heaven twice a day. There were three of us per period and we had various duties, the best of which was passing out the towels from the “towel cage”. The towel cage was situated at the rear of the locker room in the middle of two sets of showers, in an area where everyone had dry off. Given that my hard-on was hidden behind the high counter of the cage I was free to ogle and fantasize at all the different sizes and shapes of the dicks of maybe a hundered different boys a day. I held the post of office boy for two years. After a while you start to take note of the kids that got hard-ons every now and then. I knew that these boys where my kind. So over the years I took the inicitive to befriend as many as possible. And Craig was the first to pay off.

Craig was excused from dressing for P.E. because his arm was in a cast. So on one particular day when my two fellow office boys where absent, Craig was recruited to help me out. I got my regular erection after doing my duties in the the cage. I saw that Craig was also hard. I had seen his hard-on in the flesh a number of times and I wanted more than anything to touch it and feel it and even suck it, if he would let me. Even though he was shorter (5’8″-5’9″) and thinner that me, I knew that his cock was at least two inches longer than mine. He had dark hair, blue eyes, and pale flawless skin. Since this was the fourth period class one of the things we had to do was make sure everyone was out of the locker room for the lunch period before we could leave. So, I made my move after everone had left and we were taking the used towels from the bags at the exits of the locker room, back to the cage. With all the kids gone and the coaches in the office area I strait out asked him why he got hard when he took his showers. At first he denied that he did. But I told him that I saw it with my own eyes. Then I said “It happens to me too, I just want to know why.” After being quiet for a while I asked did he like girls. He answered, “I guess so”. Then I asked if he liked boys and he looked at me and said, “I don’t know.” Then I said, “Me too.”

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‘You awake?’ No answer.

‘Sean, mate. You awake?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Can’t sleep. You?’
‘No. Too much noise from the rest of the lads. SHUT UP OUT THERE!’
A voice from a nearby tent: ‘Sorry sarge.’
‘Fucking cadets.’
‘What’s the time?’
‘How the fuck do I know Pete?’
‘Must be late.’
‘Get to sleep.’
‘Can’t.’
‘Something on your mind?’
‘Yeah. Something with big tits and the tightest, wettest slit.’
‘Go on.’
‘What d’you mean go on?’
‘Tell me more Pete. Tell me what she’s doing.’

Breathing can be heard within the tent as the camp outside falls silent.‘She’s kneeling, smiling up at me, her lips are wet, sticky from her thick lipstick.’
‘You naked?’
‘Oh yes. And my hand’s wrapped around my cock, it’s almost hard, getting there as she looks at it and licks those shiny red lips. She wants it. She opens her mouth. She licks the end, her tongue tickles around my nob. Her breath is real hot.’
‘Give it to her Pete.’
‘She doesn’t need telling. She slips her mouth over it and takes it all in. All seven inches till her face is buried in my bush and her chin presses on my bollocks.’
‘Fuck Pete, you’re giving me a boner.’

The rustle of a sleeping bag, a zip opens.

‘Not as big as the boner she’s giving me. She’s making groaning noises, slurps on it at the back of her throat. I push it in, she backs off a bit. Her fingernails are digging into the base of my shaft.’

The sound of a hand rubbing on the inside of the sleeping bag. Flesh on nylon. A slow rhythm starting.

‘She’s licking up the underneath of my shaft, playing with my fat cock.’
‘Wish I had someone’s hand around my cock right now, Pete.’
‘Use your imagination Sean. Anything’s possible.’
‘Imagine she’s holding your cock now Sean, can you feel her hand on it?’
‘I’m not sure mate, don’t feel anything yet.’

Another zip opens. Someone shifts position slightly.

‘Now?’
‘Yeah, that’s it. She’s got her hand around it now.’
‘What do you want her to do with it Sean?’
‘Wank me. Slowly, really slow and quiet. So no one hears’
‘Like this?’
‘I want her to grip it harder.’
‘It’s big Sean, she likes your big cock. She likes to feel your skin in her hand as she covers your nob with it. She likes to pull it right back down to your… shaved pubes, stretching your skin right back and squeezing your thick cock.’
‘She’s good… Jesus she’s good.’
‘You getting it now mate?’
‘Nice and slow girl, take your time, build me up.’
‘Slow and hard. Pulls her hand to your nob, runs her thumb around your slit, nice and wet already. Then down again to your shaved skin, gets her fingers underneath to feel your bollocks, she wants to know every part of you while she’s got the chance.’
‘Fuck yeah… Slow and hard… Pete. Like this.’

A movement, uncertain, disturbing the sleeping bag. Someone shifts closer.

‘Slow and hard like this.’
‘She’s got me now too, Sean. She’s got both our cocks in her hand and she’s wanking us together. Nice and slow.’
‘Picture her licking your nob then mine, one after the other. Here’s her tongue around your cut cock. Here’s her fingers in your thick bush and all the time…’
‘Slowly, together, skin over, skin back, playing with our balls.’
‘She’s kneeling now, wanking you while she blows me, I can feel my balls tighten, she’s good at this.’
‘She gunna make you cum Sean? You getting close?’
‘Too close mate… No, don’t speed up. I like the torture.’
‘Slow and hard Sean, I know. That’s it, I like that too mate.’
‘Feel good?’
‘You’re a fucking great mate, Sean.’
‘Oh Jesus, it’s coming… Slow down.’
‘Can’t help it mate, you’re… she’s so… Yes, play with my balls.’
‘Run your finger over my nob. Now wank me mate, slowly… I’m nearly there.’
‘She’s got her mouth open Sean, she’s ready to catch it all. You want her to take it in her mouth?’
‘Will she do that for me?’

Quick movements, a grunt, faster rhythm of flesh on nylon, flesh on flesh. Wet, fast, frantic.

‘She wants to taste your man spunk. She wants you to taste hers.’
‘Move around me…’
‘Like this?’
‘Fuck Pete, I can’t hold it.’
‘Your mouth open Sean?’
‘Yeah. Yours?’
‘I’m ready.’
‘Can’t hold it mate… oh Jes… I’m gunna…’
‘Let it come mate, let it go. With me, together… I’m…’
‘Oh no, oh God, oh fuck…’
‘Harder Sean, wank me… harder…’
‘Urgh… yeah… fuck…’
‘Oh… yes!’
‘Oh yeah.’
‘Mate.’
‘Oh yeah… yeah… oh.’

A long silence. Someone moves. Zips closing. Breathing calms.

Waiting.

‘You awake?’

No answer.

‘Sean mate, you awake?’

Silence.

Half an hour there, half an hour back. He needed booze. Friday night, minus 30 outside. Sure he’d dress for the walk to the liquor store, but he would need to stop somewhere to warm up half way there. Being so late there was of course, not a place in sight. Through the lane of machine shops, impound yards. He could just huddle under a tree if he had to.

On his way he came across a semi-truck parked in the lane that ran behind his house. That was unusual. Most big rigs park near gas stations at least. The trucker was checking his load of pipes, cinching them down. He got a nod from the trucker. Friendly guy he thought. And why, he had no idea. So. The walk back. He was nearly unable to hold onto the bag containing the two six packs of strong beer he bought. His hands were numb. Looking down to shield his face from the wind, he walked close to the flat bed of the truck, which was still there, to block more wind. Suddenly.

“Hey bud!” came a yell from the trucker hanging out the door of the cab. “Warm in here..if you need to warm up.”

Oh heck. He had no time for second thoughts in this cold. He walked back to the cab and hopped in. “Thanks. You don’t know how I appreciate this.”

The trucker smiled. “You could show me…” came another reply.

His heart raced with concern at the remark. “If I could have one of those beers.”

With relief he pulled out a six-pack and took one off, giving it to the trucker. “These rigs can idle all night. Keeps warm enough to stay awhile. He was a bigger man than him. Not enormously so. That did not give him cause for alarm. That he may be some crazy fool was the concern. “It’s okay,â€? the trucker said. “You look worried. I am not a maniac.” He looked the trucker in the eye. “Just thought I’d be nice,â€? the trucker said. Then he did something, forward? Patted him on the thigh. He was burning up in the heat of the cab with his layers of clothes. “Let’s go in the sleeper. More leg room.” The trucker removed all but his t-shirt and jeans, sitting on the sleeper bed in his stocking feet. “You live around here?”

He had already downed a beer and was feeling relaxed. But not relaxed enough to tell this stranger exactly where he lived. “About a mile up the lane.”

The trucker gave a husky laugh. “Too cold to go chasing some ass you know.” Ass. Was this man after HIS ass?

“Well, ass is where you find it.” he replied. “Yes. So get your ass relaxed and take some of those clothes off.”

That sounded like a pass. Was he gay? The trucker. Was he gay himself. No. But he got a good look at the trucker’s ass when he was checking his load. Did he ever think of taking a guy’s ass? Yes. “I’ll take another of those cold ones.” The trucker reached out for one. The remaining beer he had placed between his legs. So the trucker brushed against his crotch as he took another beer.

“Hey,” he replied, “I might just get that ass you were speaking off.” The trucker then had a wide eyed look. “I’m not gay sir.”

“Neither am I.”

Published April 2007 – public newsforum – Author: ruff boy

Hometown College
by Henry Higgins

When I graduated from high school, it was not cool to go to our hometown college. Lots of kids in our school went away to snob schools like Princeton and Harvard. Others went to Big 10 schools. Still others chose a state university. Only poorer students and the socially challenged went to the hometown school. My parents were financially comfortable, but not wealthy. Moreover, I didn’t feel ready to go to college too far away. So that September, I registered at a state university about 50 miles from our town and in a neighboring state — just far enough for me to feel independent, yet where I could still go back home every now and then so my mom could do my laundry.

State universities out West traditionally have strong agricultural departments and my new school was no exception. Besides all the regular start-of-school activities, we also enjoyed the high jinks of some ag students who got drunk one night and decided to put a pig in an elevator in one of the girls’ dorms. Classes started off sedately for freshmen and I tried to blend in.

Fall in the foothills of the Rockies is a gradual thing. Early October is still as warm as September. Not until late October, do nights turn crisp and leaves begin to turn golden or brown before dropping from their trees. Still, the days are warm and the sunshine brilliant. It was one of my favorite times of the year. The whole world seemed full of promise and change. That fall term, I studied fairly hard, got a job at the campus radio station, and made passing grades. Was life good, or what?

Somehow, I missed the fraternity rush season — probably because I was too wrapped up in adjusting to living alone, or rather mostly alone. My roommate didn’t spend much time in his dorm room. So, I found it easy to spend more time at the radio station, even when I wasn’t working.

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Story by: Jack Samson

Mr Sx. Sat before his bank of video screens and watched the boys arrive. He flicked his dark, reddened eyes across the monitors and squinted through the gloom at the first bedroom.
Rob and Simon stood in awkward silence, their cases beside them, and stared at the bed.
‘Just one?’ Simon said nervously.
‘That bother you?’ Rob sounded more confident.
‘No. As long as…’
‘What?’
‘As long as you don’t take advantage during the night and make me lose,’
Simon took his case to the far side of the bed. ‘It’s a big bed man,’ Rob laughed. ‘You won’t even know I’m in it with you.’ In his dark tower Mr. Sx laughed too. Little did the boys know what adventures and temptations he had lined up for them. Trying to keep their hands off each other in a double bed was going to be the least of their worries.

He looked across to the Great Hall monitor. Karl was leading two more contestants into the castle. He looked at his notes and recognised Tim, the poor country boy, the cutest of them all. But he did not recognise the other lad. Angry and confused he slammed his fist onto the side of his chair and was just about to send for Karl, for an explanation, when the console directly in front of him flickered into life. Ivan’s face appeared on the monitor. His deep blue eyes shinned up and calmed the Master immediately.

‘Yes Ivan?’ Mr. Sx asked quietly. The sight of his favourite boy always appeased him.

‘Your conference call is ready sir,’ Ivan said politely. ‘Shall I patch them through now?’
‘Go ahead.’
The monitor flickered off. Across the room a strange blue light illuminated the stone work and iron torch holders. Mr Sx turned in his chair and faced a large, flat video screen opposite. Suddenly the screen was alive with six individual images, six men. Their faces surrounded a central view; that of the Great Hall monitor where Karl was leading the two boys up the huge stone staircase. The six faces looked back expectantly at Mr. Sx from the wall.

‘Gentlemen,’ Mr. Sx said with a slight nod of his head. ‘Good of you to join me.’
The other men, projected into his tower from places across the world, nodded back and waited for him to say more.

‘The boys are arriving as we speak,’ Mr. Sx continued. ‘Already the boys called Simon and Rob are making themselves at home in their room. I have heard that Peter and Michael are nearing the station and that Tim has arrived at the castle too. But…’ He stopped and glanced back to the central monitor, now showing the first landing. Karl had mounted the stairs and was now showing Tim and the stranger to their room. ‘But we appear to have an unexpected replacement.’ He turned back to the conference screen. ‘Would someone care to explain?’

The six men looked around them, as if they could see the other men in the other screens. Some shrugged their shoulders, others looked down to smaller monitors beside them that showed what Mr. Sx could see from his bank of consoles. Finally a large man took a cigar from his mouth and spoke up.

‘Me,’ he said bluntly and his accent was deep southern American. ‘I engineered a change.’
The other men looked surprised. Mr. Sx looked furious. ‘You intend to forfeit your place in the game?’ he bellowed. ‘I intend to win,’ the American replied. ‘As do you all. But I wanted insurance.’

‘Explain yourself.’ Mr. Sx lent forward and glared at the video wall. The American puffed on his cigar for a moment and then put it out. Taking his time he collected his thoughts and sat back comfortably in his chair.

‘You invited us to participate in this bet with bad odds,’ he began. ‘We each stand to lose a great deal of money if our boy drops out first. Fair enough, it’s a gamble and we are all gamblers. But the odds are… were stacked in your favour.’ ‘How do you figure that one out?’ another man asked.

‘Simple, Chan,’ the American looked down to a monitor beside him. ‘It is Chan isn’t it?’
‘Good day Silverland,’ Chan nodded.
‘We’ve all bet ten million that our boy will stay intact for the weekend. Who ever bet on the winning boy gets ten million from the other gamblers and ten million from Mr. Sx here, that’s sixty million in all. But, if none of the boys remain virgins then Mr. Sx collects ten million from each of us and awards only ten to the winner. That’s assuming he does award the winner the promised prize money.’
‘That’s the gamble,’ Chan said. ‘So why are you worried?’
‘Because he’s already started cheating,’ the American spat and glared back to the camera.

Mr. Sx bristled in his chair. ‘Explain yourself Silverland!’ he demanded. Silverland rolled his cigar in an ashtray calmly and sighed.
‘You plotted to plant one of your henchmen on the train,’ he explained. ‘Some big Russian guy, according to the reports I got. You planted him with a drug and got him to seduce my lad, Tim.’

The other gamblers started fidgeting and complaining. Mr. Sx held up a hand and they fell silent. ‘Let him go on,’ he said.

‘Well, I got news that you’d done this kind of thing before,’ Silverland continued. ‘And so I reckoned I’d take out my own insurance. I switched the boy Kris and substituted him for my own choice, not yours. I put Kurt on the train to look out for Tim. Just protecting my investment.’
‘Is this allowed?’ a man with a German accent asked. ‘Kris was my boy! He’s changed my player!’
‘Calm down Helmut,’ Silverland laughed. ‘You’ll have another heart attack.
I’ve done you a favour. Kris, I discovered, would not have stood a chance. He got laid two nights ago, he wan not a virgin. So you were basically out of the running before he started.’

‘How do you know that?’ the German demanded.
‘I made sure of it,’ Silverland winked.
‘Thanks,’ Helmut said, unsure if he should be thankfrul or not.
‘Think nothing of it,’ the Amercan smiled back.
‘So Mr. Sx,’ Chan spoke up again. ‘Sounds like a fair exchange, warding off a cheat.’

Everyone looked at Mr. Sx.
‘I reckon it is,’ the American cut back in. ‘The news is, Mr. Sx, that your thug was thrown off the train, so he’s out of the game too.’
Mr. Sx just blinked at the news.

‘And,’ Silverland lent in closer to the screen, he appeared more threatening. ‘Just so that you know; if you try any more cheating I will blow your little scam wide open. FBI, Interpol, you name it. You play the game straight and we all walk away happy, either as winners or losers. Helmut gets the new lad, Kurt, your thug is out of the picture and we all get to play fair from now on. That’s all I’m asking. ‘What can I do?’ Mr. Sx concluded after thinking for a while. ‘If Silverland thinks that this Kurt stands as much of a chance as anyone else then so be it. I assure you gentlemen that the game still stands. You each have a boy. You have each placed your bet that your boy will still be a virgin by Sunday night. I still contend that none of them will be and that, in forty-eight hours time, you will each be wiring me ten million dollars. It’s a game, that is all. Our pieces are the lads and the board is my castle. Let us see which one of your boys will be taken first. If everyone agrees to the change of player that is.’

‘O.k. by me,’ Silverland spoke up first. ‘And no more cheating.’ The others agreed.

‘Good,’ Mr. Sx said. ‘Then let us get back to watching the action. The odds are again even for us all.’

But they were not. Mr. Sx had other plans for the gamblers, and for the contestants.

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Gay First Time Story – Author: no1goldenboy – published via newsgroup

It had been 2 weeks since Jason and Matt had shown me what sex with men was like, and we hadn’t really spoken about it since, and now to make matters worse I was having to go and spend two weeks in Italy with my girlfriend Ellie. When we arrived in Rome we went straight to our hotel, as we had been looking forward to two weeks together for ages. We couldn’t wait to spend some quality time together and have lots of sex, but now I was annoyed because I had found a much better source of sex, and as much as I loved Ellie, I felt as though she could no longer satisfy my sexual needs.

As soon as we arrived at the hotel room, we kissed and made our way to the bedroom. I stripped her clothes off her and she took mine off me and we kissed. I massaged her breasts as stroked my dick, but we agreed something wasn’t right. For her it was that she had a headache, I was relieved, as I just wasn’t getting turned on right now. She decided to take a nap, and I decided to take a walk. It was 8:30pm, I loved this time of the evening so I said I would stroll to the beach while she slept off her headache.

I sat on a rock near the “entrance” to the beach and I watched as the waves lapped up on the shore. Out of the corner of my eye I saw another man sitting alone. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was Italian, about 6 feet, quite hairy and had bronze skin and a builder’s build, topless. He looked as though he worked out, but he wasn’t too muscular, not the false kind.

I couldn’t take my eyes off this man, he was beautiful, and I was compelled to go and talk to him. I decided that just to walk up and start chatting was too obvious, too gay, so I decided on what I would say and how I would approach him very carefully. I casually went to walk past him, and as I did, I stopped and asked,

“Are there any public toilets anywhere near here?”

He looked at me and began to explain in broken English where the nearest ones were.

“Go straight, and on your left, to another left and walk on until you see a right, go a right…”

By this point he had lost me and I had to stop him,

“I will show you if you like.” He smiled

I certainly did like him to show me.

As we walked we chatted, he told me he was a single guy, who was local to the area and worked in one of the local bars. I told him how I was there with my girlfriend but she had a headache. The two of us hit it off instantly and we laughed and talked as we approached the toilets. Once I had used them, I walked back out and was surprised to see my new friend, Marco, was still waiting for me.

“Would you to like go my place for a drink?” he asked.

to be continued…