First Time Anal

I was in india for business when I was very tiered after long day of work, I went to my hotel room and asked for massage, after while a man showed up and he told me that he is my massager , I asked him why man? I want lady to give me massage, but he said that the policy here is male to male and female to female, I laughed and I accepted that, bcoz he was soo cute and handsome.

he asked if I like to take shower first so he could help me in that, I said yes, so we took off our clothes an jumped together in to the bath tub, and took shower together and went to the bed to start massage, he instructed me to lay down on my stomach, and spread my legs, he sat down between them.

he started with my left leg from my feet all the way up, until he reach my butt, he massaged it in a circle motion but I noticed that every time his fingers passed on my asshole he stop for while then continu, after finish he started with my right legs, he did the same from my feet all the way up until my butt, but this time he did some thing more, when he pass my hole, I could feel the tip of his finger goes inside my hole, to say the truth after several time of doing this and the deeper his finger goes inside my hole, the more pleasure I feel, so unconsciously I started to moan and raise my ass up for him.

oh my god it feel soooooo sweet honey I said to him, he laugh and he said am happy you love that baby, after these big green light from me he put a pillow under my stomach to be more confortable and to be also in good angle for penetration , he fucked my hole with one finger first and I felt more fingers goes inside, I looked back at him and I saw his cock is fully erected and soooo big also, he put some oil on my upper back and shoulders to massage them, but to reach my shoulders he must lay on top of me and with my asshole up hi and visible, I could feel his erected cock touch and kiss my hole, when he heard my moaning getting louder and louder when his cock touch my hole, he lay down on me and whispered in my ear, would you love me to fuck you baby?

I said yes please fuck me, I will love to he did not move he just moved his knees outward to spread my legs more and his cock already on my hole opening, he pushed his cock slowly in my hole until I felt the head sliped inside, woooooow baby it very big I said to him, and with slow pumping motion, I felt it getting deeper and deeper every time.

I felt some pain but still acceptable, after several pumps I felt comfortable and told told him to go more deep, he said ok honey, just dont move.

With his strong hands he hold my shoulder very very tight and I felt more weight on me, at this moment I really felt helpless, and I will not be able do any thing so I must accept what is coming, and as I expected, with part of his cock inside my hole already, a strong and positive move he pushed his big cock all the way inside me, wooooow I screamed soooo loud from pain, I felt my hole is exploded, and torn apart, tears jumped of my eyes, and felt I will cry, I begged him to take it out but he did not listen, and I cant move, he is holding me very tight, but he asked to relax until pain go away, we stay like this almost five minutes, at this time he gave me a lot of passionate and love, he did not stop kissing my neck, and licking my ear, he turned my head toward him to kiss and suck my lips, he also pushed his tongue deep in my mouth and I sucked, I think this help me bcoz after maybe two minutes slowly slowly the pain disappeared, after that he pumped my asshole for more than thirty minutes, it really was thirty minutes in heaven, I moaned very loud from pleasure, especially the last two minutes before he cum, he was really hitting my butts soo hard, which I think all the people near my room knew that is some one is getting fucked inside, and also when he started to cum, his milk was so hot and sweet.

we stayed still for about three minutes, we both were sweating, and tiered also from the big effort he did,
he pulled it out slowly and I felt his warm cum is dripping out on my balls.

we had shower together, I cleaned his cock and kissed it for him and he cleaned my hole and lick it for me , we got back on the bed again, and we talk for while, I told him that he is super and I enjoyed your cock to the maximum, he also told me that am soooo sweet and he love to fuck me more and more, so we hug each other ,and we got into a very long french kiss, I kissed him every where, on his face, nick and chest I sucked his tongue for long time, I really felt am his woman, after that I looked at his cock and I got shocked, it is fully erected, i started to suck his cock bcoz I did not before he fuck me, we did 69 position, he fucked my hole again with his tongue, I asked him to cum in my mouth.


I sucked it for about ten minutes until I felt hot and salty juice filling up my mouth, I swallow most of it, it is very tasty, I spent two weeks in india, we had sex every day!

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Cheating Wifes : The party girl

Now that the stage had been set by my husbands father and son bosses they both became regular visitors knowing as they did that I could not say no. Sometimes 1 or both may turn up in the middle of the day as my husband toiled away in their offices, Roger seemed to have a penchant for having a blow job, he found it amusing knowing that my husband would kiss me when he got home unbeknown that I had been sucking on his bosses cock and swallowing his cum only a few hours earlier. Dave on the other hand preferred to fuck me upstairs on the marital bed as he listened to me telling him how much I loved his thick cock inside me - in between my moans! - then emptying his balls deep inside me and watching his cum drip from my pussy as he dressed.

Many times they would catch me just before I would be leaving for work and whilst I would complain that I was in a rush I was inevitably gently pushed to my knees, watch as they unzipped their flies then suck them both to "satisfaction", - both looking down at me, watching my head move back and forth, my mouth up and down their long pink shafts, my stifled moans of greedy pleasure as I waited to taste their salty cum - before quickly rushing to work having swallowed 2 loads of cum. They had probably never seen my husbands cock but they knew it was too small and I was now their whore to use. I remember on one visit I was between Daves legs as he lay on the bed, sucking on his dick when when my tongue went a little to far as I licked his balls, going behind his sack "do it again" he said this time raising his hips a little, My tongue flicked behind his balls and this time over his rim, I sensed he really approved of this and began to probe his arse " you dirty slut" he murmured but it worked as minutes later he had a huge orgasm. It was during one of their visits that this story starts, whilst in the midst of being vigarously spit roasted I was asked if I wanted more, thinking they were talking about that moment in time, as I felt my body rising to climax I panted "Yes" - I had unknowingly just uttered my consent to being the star attraction at a party!

I was reminded a few days later, the idea seemed ridiculous, abhorrent even, but whilst my mind said "no" and the thoughts of my hardworking husband ran through my head deep down I felt a twinge of excitement and after all I could just not see it through and go home. I agreed to meeting at Rogers house 2 days later in the midst of the afternoon. On the day I decided I should look my sexiest and so turned to my silk lingerie drawer for inspiration eventually going for black silk - stockings, suspenders, lace knickers and bra, all barely covered by a mid thigh length skirt and blouse.

I got to the house around 3 and was ushered in by Dave who walked me through into the kitchen and offered me a glass of wine "We have your husband working overtime tonight so no need to rush the party" he said grinning.
"But before you get too involved I think I should get top billing"
I knew exactly what he meant and sank to my knees, gently kissing his skinny frame until I got to his swelling manhood, pushing back his foreskin I began to do what he wanted to use me for, looking up at him first before I began to worship his cock
"God that mouth of yours is so good" he said softly as my tongue worked on his cock
"Mmm tell me how you like it"
"You know how much I love your cock filling my mouth, the taste of your cum in my throat" I gasped as I massaged his balls.
"Fuck! here it comes babe" he said suddenly gripping my head as his semen began to flood my mouth, so much thicker than my husbands thin and watery efforts. I gagged first then swallowed hard of as some dripped from the corner of my mouth. His cock pumped hard 4 or 5 times before subsiding and begin to soften

"That was some load!" I said as I looked up
"I think you may have plenty more this afternoon" he replied
"Before we go through to the lounge let's make you a little more comfortable" he said
He undid my blouse and took it off swiftly followed by skirt leaving me in just my silk lingerie, then put my overcoat back on me
"Come on, let's go meet the party" he said as he led me to the lounge

He opened the door, I could not believe my eyes, there must have been 10 guys in there, some I recognised as they worked with my husband and some complete strangers. In one corner was a chap named Mike and his wife
"Hi Sam" she said "Mike said there was a party so I have tagged along, not many of us girls here yet though, some party eh" she said. I smiled nervously, she obviously had no idea of what was going on.
"Gents" said Dave " here is our party girl!"

I scanned the room again and my eyes caught a black guy, probably in his 50's and overweight, with very little body hair his black skin seemed to shimmer. My eyes were drawn to his crotch not only were the stories true in his case but also the size of his balls amazed me! a huge ball sack cradling to full balls. I looked up at him, he had caught my eyes looking at his crotch and just smiled.
At that moment Dave removed my coat, the room fell silent as their eyes caught sight of me in my sexy underwear, some were friends of my husband but I got the feeling it wasn't going to matter this afternoon!

3 guys stood up and walked over to me "Very nice" said one as I felt their hands begin to explore my body, one working up my inner thigh, over my stocking tops and gently rubbing my pussy through my knickers before I felt him push inside my knickers and ease a finger into my dampening pussy. My firm tits were pulled from the cups of my bra and 2 mouths began to tease and suck on my nipples, hardening them.

I reached down with both hands and felt 2 hardening bulges waiting for my attention "What the hell are you doing Sam!" cried Emma, Mikes wife. She may aswell been talking to someone else as her words fell on deaf ears.

One of them pulled his hands from my knickers and kneeled in front of me, he eased my pants over my stockings and I stepped out as they reached the floor, my trimmed pussy in front of him, I parted my legs a little as I stood there and watched as he buried his face in my crotch, I felt his tongue eagerly trying to explore my willing pussy, I held his head and rubbed against his mouth. Another released my nipple from his mouth and knelt behind me, he began kissin my butt cheeks then I moaned with pleasure as I felt my arse cheeks parted and his tongue tracing around my rim then probing a little, I felt dizzy with dirty desire, lustful, greedy for cock as I was lead across to a couch. Sat down my legs were parted and his tongue now easily found my pussy as he began to tease my clit, circling it and licking my now soaking pussy.

I hardly heard Dave's next announcement
"Gents" he declared "please remember that our girl loves to swallow so if her pussy is full don't be shy"

With that 2 off my husbands workmates climbed onto the couch, their hands rubbing their hardening shafts, even though I knew them both (and their wives for that matter) I knew that complaining was futile, instead I reached up, taking each in my hands and drawing them towards my mouth, they needed no encouragement as I began to suck each one in turn.

The guy between my legs was licking eagerly, I wrapped my stockinged thighs around his head, he slipped his hands under my arse and held my pussy tightly against his mouth. I could feel an orgasm building, my hips moved up and down and I held his head tighter with my thighs, taking my mouth off a cock quickly I began to moan as I came, my juices soaking his tongue but quickly my moans were stifled, the guy using my mouth had been close to cumming too, he pulled my head back on his cock, his first heavy ejaculation filling my mouth as his thick end slid towards my throat, swallowing hard his pumping cock quickly filled my mouth again, his cream was thick and warm, my hand massage the cum from his balls.

My own orgasm subsided about the same time as his, as he rubbed the last drips from his cock over my lips I watched as I released the guy from between my legs, still kneeling between them he pushed my legs apart, I could see his thick hard cock waiting to enter me. I had no idea who he was, I was about to let a stranger fuck me, I closed my eyes as I felt my pussy lips being parted by his manhood, he eased himself inside me slowly, pushing 7" into me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and utter the words
"Fuck me hard"

His hips moved faster, cock ramming in and out as I sucked greedily on another

"Wow she's hot" I heard him say, "thank God your old man is work so you can suck my cock", he pulled his cock out, "c'mon babe, give these balls a good suck" with that he held his cock against his belly and pushed my face to his balls. I did as I was told, my body rocking from the hard fucking I was taking, here I was, a married cock slut entertaining
my husbands friends and strangers.

Deep inside me I felt the warm flood of cum, the stranger was emptying his seed into me and I could do nothing about it. As he jerked and grunted in me the guy on the couch began to wank his hard cock next to my face then releasing his hot cum over me face and tits, soaking into the black lace bra I was still wearing.
Picking some cum off my cheek with his cock he wiped it over my lips
"That taste good babe?" he said "better than your old mans I bet"
"Mmm, yes" I replied breathlessly as I licked him clean.

I looked up waiting for the next
"Do you mind fellas?"
Across the room the fat black guy was getting up
"Not at all Ben" one of them said "bet the slut has never had black before"

He walked toward me smiling, his long black cock swinging, his big balls hanging between his legs. I realised I was out of my depth now but still looked on, mesmerised, even though he was overweight with a far belly it didnt seem to matter now. He stopped in front of me, lazily wanking his hardening cock
"Hope hubby wont mind if I give his wife a nice bit of black dick" he said as he climbed onto the couch. He rubbed the purple end over my face
"Let me see you suck on my big black cock babe"

I opened my mouth wide, my lips stretched around him, I felt so dirty as I took a few more inches, my tongue working on his shaft, the whole room watching as my hands move up the back of his thighs and onto his buttocks, my white skin caressing his black arse, my face hidden from view, they all listened as he spoke to me
"That's it babe, you love sucking my cock don't you babe, how about taking some more in that nice soft mouth of yours, mmmm that's good, now tell me you want my black cock inside your pussy"

I couldn't answer obviously, instead I just tried to nod my head
He pulled from my mouth and moved off the settee, he pulled me down onto the floor then knelt between my legs, he moved his body over mine, his heavy belly resting on me. I reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding it to my pussy
"Oooh, someone's greedy isn't she" he said, "tell me what you want"
"I want your big black cock to fuck me" I moaned
"Course you do babe, and that's what I'm gonna do"

I bit my lip as my pussy began to stretch around his girth, even when I thought I was full I reached down and realised he still had a few inches to push inside me.
Slowly he began to fuck me on the floor in front of them all, I looked across the room and noticed Mike was fucking his wife, maybe she had told him he couldn't have me or maybe he couldn't wait any longer, either way she had her legs tightly wrapped around him as he pounded her

Ben began to fuck me harder now, I knew I was going to cum again and soak his dick
"Fuck me, I'm cumming" I moaned "fuck me hard, breed me and empty those big black balls inside me"

That must have tipped him over the edge, he buried his face in my neck, pushed every inch of his cock in me hard before gasping and releasing his seed. His big balls were certainly full, I could feel his cock pumping, squirting their thick seed deep inside me. Soon he had finished, he pulled his spent cock out of me, I looked down at it, the black shaft glistened with a mixture of my juices and his creamy white cum
"Thank you" I said as I began to clean
him infront of the room

I was totally unprepared for what happened next, lying back expecting another of my husbands friends I looked up to see Mikes wife standing over me
"A lovely show so far Sam" she said " now it's my turn"
I had never had a lesbian tendency in my life I just watched helplessly as she began to lower her cunt over my face, I could see Mikes cum dripping out, she lowered herself over my mouth
"This is the only way you are going to get Mikes cum you slut now lick me" she ordered

I pushed my tongue into her and began to lick Mikes cum from her soaking pussy, she rubbed back and forth over my mouth slowly bringing herself to orgasm. As Mikes cum oozed into my mouth her breathing became heavier, her hands on my head she moaned loudly as she climaxed over my tongue and face.

There were still around 5 guys who I had not pleasured but they were all so aroused they could hardly wait their turn. As one lay on the floor I impaled myself on his waiting cock and began to ride him, he pulled me forward, I felt someone behind me and moving between his legs, my arse cheeks were parted and a stiff cock circled my tight arse then began to push, within seconds I was taking 2 cocks, 1 in my cunt another in my arse. On each side of me a guy was wanking his hard cock.
"Oh fuck" I heard the guy behind me moan, he gripped my suspender belt and began creaming into my arse

"Every time I see you with you hubbie I want to fuck you" said one wanking to the side of me, " but you are so prim and proper, aloof, ignoring us, but look at you now, taking cock like a married whore" with that he pushed his cock into my mouth, mouthfucking me briefly before cumming hard in my throat, gagging me, "here's some for your old man when he gets home" he gasped

My cunt was being flooded again now too, my third load inside me. 2 guys remained and I knelt as they both came over my face, in my hair, over my tits.

The room smelt of the pungent odour of sex and cum but they were now all satisfied as I lay exhausted, I could hear beer cans being opened as I pulled on my knickers, I needed to get home and clean before my husband got back. I tried to sneak out but stopped at the door "Maybe we will meet again" said the black guy as he reached up between my legs "I reckon that pussy wants more cock than hubby can give and needs proper fucking and filling" I smiled nervously before walking slowly home.

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Night in the Library

I walked into the library looking for book on the industrial revolution. This library was huge so I walked to the reference counter to get some help. I stood there patiently and began to look around for help. With no one at the counter I turned around to survey the library and see if there was someone out on the floor. No luck. As I turned around to pick my bag back up off the counter I stop stunned and frozen in my place. I'm staring into the smoky brown eyes of the librarian who must have snuck behind me. Her hair is tied up behind her head with pencil poking out. Her eyes show the most sincere contempt as she looks me up and down to ask, "Can I help you?" The disdain in her voice is palpable. But I don't really notice. I stand staring into those eyes. It takes me moment to snap out of my trance when I mutter something that sounded like, "Revulsion."

"What was that?" she responds increasingly perturbed.

"uh, Revolution, Industrial revolution. Where can I find books on it?"

It's now that I begin to look her up and down and realize she has all the right curves. As she's leaning ever so slightly towards me, I can see that she has the most luscious breasts. The kind you can get lost in for hours. As my eyes move further down from her crisp white blouse to her tight black skirt, I can see her ass protruding just a bit as she leans into what she's saying. Wait, what did she say?

"Hello! Third floor." she repeats sternly but just quietly enough that only I can hear her.

My face turns flush and I know I'm caught looking. "thanks," is all I say as I grab my bag and turn to get away so quickly I nearly trip over myself heading towards the elevator. I laugh to myself thinking, who knew I'd ever be "hot for teacher.". Though brings a smile to my face. 

As the elevator doors slide open to the third floor stacks, I put it out of my mind thinking I have a long night of work ahead of me and can't afford any distractions. I find the books I'm looking for and settle in with my iPod and books.

About an hour later, I realize I took down the wrong edition, in my frustration, I grab it quickly and begin to head back to the stacks to exchange it. I'm moving quickly when I round the corner for the shelves I'm looking for when I stop dead in my tracks and turn quickly on my heel back out of the aisle. Did I just see that? I take my earbud out and suddenly I can hear it clearly. Muffled moans. I know that sound all too well. I take once more quick peek around the shelves to see two young coeds making out. A hot blonde about 5'1" with small breast and stunning blue eyes has her hand up skirt of a similarly built Asian girl. I can see the lust in each of their eyes, and part of me wants to walk over and ask them if I can "lend a hand.". Especially that Asian girl. Shes completely my type. I can see that she's wearing one of those pleated school girl skirts. The little boots she's wearing with it show this was not just a casual outfit. She knew what she was wearing when she get dressed for the library today. Even the little pigtails, could have been construed as over the top to the casual observer when she walked in. But I know she's just playing her part as her mouth forms small Os and her eyes narrow when she looks at her partner.

Her partners is clearly no better. She's wearing all black. From the heavy duty boots, black skin tight jeans and the see through black mesh top. Only her pink bra can be seen poking around her black tank top underneath. Her blue eyes are staring deeply into her partners eyes between the passionate kisses she places up and down her the Asian girls neck and face. She's kind off goth, but clearly not. Shes clearly upper class, but "slumming". She clearly dresses that way for attention because she's tired of being the hot dumb valley girl blonde every thinks she is. Shed rather scare them off than invite the Abercrombie & Fitch jocks with the shady pickup lines.

Well she's scaring me off. Or at least, I'm content to just watch right now. I just poke my head around the corner with my hand in my pocket. I can feel myself growing in my pants. I lightly begin to play with myself with these two blessed angels within sight and sound. 

I can tell the little Asian girl is so close to cumming. She reaches up and grabs a few books off the shelves and hauls them down to the ground. And I've only had a minute or two to try to catch up. I'm nowhere need close enough, when I can hear her squealing into the blonde girls hair. Her arms still up in the grabbing for something, anything. And just like that she's done! The two of them give each other secretive glances, and I'm pretty sure the blonde girl saw me, before I turn away. I hide behind the end of the aisle again. When I turn back, they're gone...

 

Damn, here I am with a raging hard-on. I had a chance to step in on the two hottest lesbians I've ever seen going it in real life, and all I could think was to watch and play with myself??? I'm so fucking pathetic, I think as I turn up the aisle to find the book I was originally looking for. As I get to where I'm going, I realize that they wer going at it exactly where my book should have been. In fact right there on the floor is my book!

I bend over to pick up with a big smile on my face and a quick laugh knowing what just took place here. I can smell the sex in the air. I stand there for just a minute before I hear a woman clear her voice behind me and say, "can I help you?"

I turn around and find once again I'm staring into those eyes. Only this time she's the one looking me over with a big grin. I'm completely lost for words again and before I realize what's happening she pulls up with just a few inches of my face and asks, "What the fuck is this mess you've made in my library?"

How do I respond to that?

I see the smile growing on her face.

I begin to think she can smell the sex in the air as I have. It's permeated everything. She gets even closer and says gently into my ear, "You bad little boy," and grabs my still hard cock through my pants.

I'm shocked, but now I see the lust in her eyes. I see her hand reach up to pull the pencil out of her hair as it cascades down over her shoulders.

"You're in big trouble young man." She purrs.

I'm scared and I'm excited and she begins to rub against me.

Well I knew I was in for a long night....

To be continued...

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We Had Got Drunk Together

We had got drunk together numerous times, as part of a group, and just us I suppose, once or twice, he'd crashed at mine as well, a few times, came back for some chilli, a floor space. He was sort of funny, a little older than me, smart, he lived miles away. Once we were at mine, a room in a shared house, we were sitting on my bed, and he started to stroke my back, sort of, affectionately, drunkenly, just stroking the backs of his fingers up and down, I let him, not to make a scene, it didn't bother me much, then he turned his hand, I felt his fingers on my side, through my shirt, until the movie ended. 

I suppose I knew he was hoping I would reciprocate, in some way. He did, also, I still let him, he let his other hand rest on my thigh, and stay there, and just, gently enough, squeeze, sort of, affectionately, drunkenly, stroke, massage my inner thigh, I felt him move up, I was watching the film, sort of engrossed in it, he gently stroked my thigh, moving up, and, okay, I felt his hand touch me, so softly, accidentally I thought, but I felt the slight pressure of his hand on my cock, the side of his thumb, he straightened it, rubbing over the surface, the length of me. I still waited for the movie to end. When I could get up, and brush my teeth. He didn't do anything else. I might have looked, glanced between his legs, and noticed that the slight bulge there might have increased. I thought, I suppose I realised he had a hard-on, the beginnings of one. I put it into different words: his cock had become stiff. 

I think the next day, when we woke up, Saturday morning maybe, he was standing up after having slept in a sleeping bag on the floor, and casually asked why men had erections in the morning. I looked, he had one, protruding from under his briefs. 

I said I didn't know. I might have said something about dreams, or full bladders. But I think I looked, I more than glanced, at the long and thick looking arc bulging from under the tight grey cotton, at the shape of it, the wide and curved protrusion, I was sure I could make out some small ridges, the long soft tube of a vein, it bent to the side, down to his thigh, I could see the shape of his glans at the end, the large oval of his swollen tip. He stepped about my room, unaware I was looking, or not caring, still just in his underwear, still with an obviously engorged cock stretching, pressing outwards against the thin material of his pants. I asked if he wanted a shower, if he wanted to borrow a towel. He said he did. 

I got out of my bed, walked to my chest of drawers to see if I could dig out a fresh towel. As I did I saw him looking, standing, glancing down at my crotch. I handed him a towel. I knew, but I looked anyway. I followed his gaze, to my own groin, down to the bulge my own hard cock was making in my own briefs. Looser than his pair, my stiff penis was sticking out almost horizontally. I'd got an erection, my cock had become hard. We faced each other, saying nothing, both looking at the other's bulging prick.

"You're okay if I use the shower then?"

"Sure, go for it."

"Brilliant, cheers."

Before I realised what he was doing he had thrown the towel over his shoulder, bent and whipped his underwear off., tossing onto his small pile of clothes. I couldn't help but look down as he did, as he stripped naked, in my bedroom, and stood before me, his half hard penis jumping up as it was freed from his pants, springing up away from his leg, outwards, straightening and stiffening. I looked. I looked away. But I looked, and, well, I reacted, I felt my own cock pulse and tremble at the sight of his swaying stiffly, solidly in front of him. He turned at the door. And faced me again, still naked, the towel still over his shoulder.

"You showering?"

I looked again, at his bare body, his tight slim hairy body, the dark thatch of pubic hair, I took in the tight pouch of his balls, and the long swinging rail of his thick cock, pointing out, not up, but certainly out, unquestionably in a state of arousal, his foreskin tight, the glistening purse of his urethra just visible, swaying, hanging hard and heavy. It was an invitation. I knew, I felt my cock react, my stomach. Despite my physical reaction though, which I ignored.

"Huh? Yeah, you go first, I'm alright for a bit."

And he turned and walked through the door to the bathroom, showing me his bare ass, his small firm smooth ass. I imagined him walking past housemates, I imagined my female friends opening their doors and seeing a naked man, with a full swollen cock leaving my room, I imagined what they'd think, that we'd fucked? That I'd had that hard penis in my mouth, that I'd sucked it, and had him take me in his mouth, that we'd sucked each other to orgasm? That I'd had that man's cock in my tight little ass, perhaps that I'd then fucked him, that I'd held my moistened tip to his soft anus and slid my stiff cock inside him, his asshole closing tight around my thick stem? 

I let him go shower. But as soon as he was gone I stood in front of my floor length mirror, and whipped my own pants down, and let my own prick spring free. I looked at myself, at my hardening rising penis, I let it grow, without touching it, I watched myself get harder, longer, thicker, until I was standing again in front of this mirror, completely and wonderfully erect, and held it, I gripped my stiff penis and stroked it, and looked at myself and masturbated, fast, and hard, but with such sudden shocking pleasure. I stared at my bouncing shaking testicles, wrapped and held in the tight skin of my scrotum, at the exposure and obscuring of my tender swollen tip, already slippery wet, already alive with impending climax, I knew it wouldn't take long, I felt it rise from my feet, through my legs, consuming, controlling me, my cock filled, I pulled my foreskin back, I let my orgasm fill me, I imagined him looking, next to me, naked, hard, the sudden image of reaching and holding his erect cock consumed me, pushing him onto a bed and kissing his hard penis, taking his smooth tip inside my mouth, fuck, I started to come thinking of my mouth filling with his, his cock dancing and spurting, warm cum flooding my mouth, as I reached critical mass, as I pass the point of being able to stop the door opens, he is standing, still naked, stiff half erect, now able to see me naked, and completely erect, with my hand stroking my bare cock, my wet glans exposed, as I start to ejaculate. I see him in the mirror, looking, I can see his cock reacting to the sight of three spurts of semen splashing from the thick shiny tip of my prick and onto the glass in front of me. 



Anyway, this was a while after that, after I graduated. We'd gone out with a few others, we were staying with another friend, who got together with a girl, sort of, at least enough that he was at least going to walk her home. He gave us the keys to his flat and said to head back, make ourselves at home. One of us could take his bed. 

So we did. Can't remember if we walked, or got a cab. It was pretty uneventful. We got back, may have had a drink when we got there, but more or less got ready for bed. He may have persuaded me to share the bed, I probably would have gone to sleep on the sofa.

"Come on mate, it's a big bed, plenty of room."

I took my shirt off but certainly kept my trousers on, like some prim little virgin, despite, probably because I had a fairly firm memory of having been naked in front of him a short while back, naked and erect, naked and ejaculating.

"Take your trousers off Thomas, come on, do you think I'm going to rape you?"

I kept them on, he stripped down to his briefs, a similar pair to before, though white this time. I could see the shape of his cock under the material, soft, but pointing out still, I knew I was looking, I knew I was fascinated by the look of his soft cock. 

"Tommy? Really?"

He gestured to my trousers.

"What? Oh, bloody hell, okay then."

And I did my belt, and button, and zip, and pushed my jeans along my legs, stepping out of them, tossing them behind me, glancing at him, who was looking at me, at my midriff, which I had to glance at, the waist had caught and been pulled down, exposing the first few tufts of my pubic hair. I could see the shape my own cock was making within my own tight white briefs, the slight bulging outwards.

We both got into bed. Lay next to each other with the light on, for a bit, the covers half off, both of us on our back, inches apart I suppose. I looked at his tight toned chest, the covering of thick hair, his belly, the outline of his dick. And me, and mine, the long-ish bend curving up in my pants. We chatted for a while, we wondered whether our friend was getting lucky, we lay on the bed, covered only by the thin cotton layers of our underwear, him a little taller than me, both of us pretty slim, showing some signs of fitness. 

His chest and belly thick with dark hair, compared to me, smoother, paler. Both of us still undraped by sheet or quilt, both of us letting the other look at the protruding shapes of our genitals, the points and curves of our soft cocks, the bulges of our tights scrotums. He turned onto his side, facing me, I could see his cock move, shifting as he did, dropping so it hung sideways along his hip. I could see its shape, its long stem, I looked at the soft length of him, the outline of his glans. 

I must have turned the light out, and turned over onto my side, suddenly not quite as sleepy as I thought I was though, aware of both of our breathing. After about five minutes I felt him turn towards me, not touching, but facing me. He shuffled around slightly, I felt his bare leg brush against mine, then his shoulder rested on my back, I could feel his arm, by his side, laying along my bare skin. He turned again, close to me, I could feel his chest, I could feel the soft thick hairs on his chest and stomach, then his hand on my back, on my naked waist. 

And, well, I didn't move. I thought I'd pretend I was asleep, I suppose. He moved closer, he had his hand on my side, left it there, holding me, not moving, then he stroked me a little, I felt the hair on his chest touching my bare back. I still didn't move. I mean, I knew I should get up, or just say something. I didn't. He carried on, he touched my arm, my back, my neck, then my side, the side of my abdomen, and he shifted closer still, and, I felt it, against my ass, I felt his cock, pressing into me, suddenly I did feel like some wedding night virgin, he was stroking my bare back and his cock was hard, he wasn't pushing, or thrusting, or forcing it at all, he had barely moved his hips to be closer, but I could feel the solid length of his stiff cock touching me, I imagined it getting stiff, growing, pushing out to touch against me, to press against me. 

It touched, it pressed, I still didn't move. He did. Closer. His cock pushed some more. He hand moved, he moved his hand, from my side to my front, to my belly, he was so gentle, just barely touching me, but touching me, stroking my naked belly. I could feel his breath on my neck, his hair on my skin, his swollen cock bent down onto my cotton covered bum, the hard rod of his shaft pressing between the cheeks of my ass. 

I was ready to say something, to get up. I felt his lips on my neck, jees, he was kissing my neck, barely, not even kissing, brushing, breathing, I felt the soft wet tip of his tongue on my skin as he let his hard prick rest against me, then stroking my belly, I felt his fingers stroking my tight abdomen, moving lower, jees, he moved his hand lower, I felt his fingers thread through the soft hair of my stomach, circle my navel, open up and cover my abdomen, run along the line of my waist band, he stroked the skin underneath the elastic, just, squeezing, just, a finger touched the course matt of my pubic hair, threaded through, I felt him move his hand, up, he lifted it, slightly, and went over the crotch of my underwear, oh come on, I opened my eyes, enough, come on, I'm not gay, please, I'll go next door mate, then I felt his hand on my cock, pressing, covering me there, he pushed closer again, I felt his stiff prick against me as he placed his hand over mine. 

I didn't move. I felt him, he didn't stop moving, he didn't stop kissing my neck, he continued to let me feel his sweet soft breath on my neck, and he squeezed my cock. I didn't move, I didn't say anything. I said nothing, I felt his hand on my hard cock and said nothing. He moved his fingers over it, fuck, over my cock, I was hard, I really was so fucking hard I couldn't move or tell him to stop, his cock pressing against me, my cock, still in my pants, but being stroked by him, I had an erect penis which was being touched by another man. All of a sudden this thought, this taboo, this transgression was the most erotic thing I could think of, him touching my stiff prick as his was pressing into me. He moved his hand around, opened his fingers and closed them around the thick stem of my erect penis.

"Tommy?"

He was whispering into my neck, his soft warm breath driving me crazy.

"Tommy, your penis is stiff, Thomas, your cock is so fucking hard. Tell me to stop and I will. Do you want me to? Do you want me to stop holding your hard cock?" 

I managed a whisper, a barely audible "No, fuck, don't stop."

I felt him squeezing, rubbing, pushing, breathing. And, and I turned over, onto my back, I saw him sit up slightly, he was to the side, leaning up on his elbow. The light from the street allowed me to see him, his bare chest, his tight strong hairy chest, his tight white briefs, the large curved bulge of his turgid member, his hand on me, I looked down at his hand still covering my groin, pressing my own swollen member, holding me, massaging my throbbing cock through my underwear. I looked at him, up and down. 

"I can't believe this, I can't do this, I mean, I'm not, I'm not gay, I'm not into men."

He looked down as I said this, at his hand, which he took off my cock, I looked, at the bulge, the prominent and large point my penis was making. My breath was ragged, I could hear his was the same. I looked up at his face, he looked quite beautiful, strong, handsome, and I pulled him to me, his face, his lips, onto mine, and we kissed, fuck, I kissed a man, with passion, with uncontrolled arousal, his lips were full and soft, his tongue teased and stroked my own, and I touched him, I held his tight shoulders, his smooth cool bare back, I felt his hand over me, over my belly, my chest. I felt a hand on my back, then suddenly underneath my pants, I felt his hand on my bare ass, holding it, gripping my soft smooth bum, stroking my cool skin, pulling me closer to him. 

"Stop, fuck, wait."

I pushed him back.

"Put the light on, I want to see you, see this, I want us to see each other"

He turned and flipped the bedside lamp. Soft yellow light covered both of us. I was still laying on my back. As aroused as I could remember, as hard as I could ever think of being. I looked at him, at his bulging cock, his toned belly and chest. I sat up, faced him, slid off the bed and stood on the wooden floor and grabbed at my underwear, I hooked my fingers underneath the waist and tugged with clumsy fingers, pulled, but found myself hesitating, not wanting to be the first to strip, I watched him lying on his back, looking at me, the same thick arch of swollen straining cock. He knelt up and took hold of his pants, at the waist as well, and pulled without waiting, looking at me, at my groin, up to my eyes, I watched him strip naked, I watched him pull down his underwear and expose his erect penis, fuck, I watched, suddenly frozen, as he revealed his prick, his dark thick pubic hair, his tight balls, but his cock, fuck, I saw another man's erect penis again, how many times was this? 

He pulled, it bent under the material of his boxers, I saw hair, then skin, pale, then a thick rail of flesh, he pulled and it sprang free, his cock bounced up, fuck he looked big, his cock looked huge, long, thick, hard and smooth, his testicles large, full, held by the tight skin of his crinkled pouch, so tight, so high I could see the tops of his thighs, the swell of his buttocks, the shadowy cleft of his firm ass. I stared at the seam running up the centre of his scrotum, at the dark hairs, up into the soft swollen ridge along the underside of his prick, all the way to the foreskin covered slopes of his large bulb. I couldn't stop now, couldn't wait, I waited, I watched, standing, holding myself back at this border, at this crossing. 

I looked at him, naked, supremely erect, I felt myself trembling with pulses of arousal, I looked, my prick was sticking out straight, a large damp shadow had formed where the tip of my stiff member touched the white cotton. I finally pulled the last item of my clothing off, gripping the elastic and pulling, and felt and looked as my own hard prick sprang out from my pants, bounced up thick and long and so fucking stiff. I kicked my underwear off and stood in front of him, my legs slightly apart, letting him look, savouring the caresses of his gaze, he stared at me, at my exposed erection, at my balls, drawn up, drawn in, up, he knelt up in the bed, I stood, we faced each other, naked, both of us now naked, and looked, stopped to look at the other, I looked at his long thick hard cock as he looked at mine.

"Fuck Tommy you look so fucking good, you've got the most beautiful fucking cock, it's so hard isn't it? Tell me, so fucking hard?"

"Yes, yes I am, my cock is fucking rigid, god, I've never been so fucking hard." 

I looked at myself. I was. My cock was utterly stiff, sticking up straight in front of me, tight, almost painfully erect. He was larger. I realised. This turned me on, suddenly all thoughts of being smaller didn't matter, it turned me on his cock was longer and thicker, fuck, at least, I don't know, at least an inch, at least, he looked huge. I stepped and knelt on the bed, almost touching, both of us tight and drawn, small round pouches, and our cocks, supremely erect, sticking up in front of us, between us, inches apart, his up past his belly button, mine not as long, not quite, not nearly, slight curves of sexual organ pointing up from our groins, both of our stems thick and rigid, mine thicker in the middle, his straight and long, rearing up from inside his body, both of us with large round bulbous smooth cock heads still hidden by soft foreskin. 

I took hold of my penis and stroked myself, pulling my prepuce back, exposing, showing him the shiny wet tip of my cock, I watched him copy my motions, I watched as he gripped his thicker stem, his fingers barely fitting around his large stem, and slowly ease back the soft shield from over his large bulb, I saw him, I saw the tip of his cock for the first time, dark, red, smooth, fatter than mine, bigger, but already as wet, shiny with the fluid of his arousal. 

"I want, fuck, I want to masturbate for you, I want you to watch me, I want to watch you."

"Yes, fuck let me see you stroke your hard cock for me Tommy, hold it, go on, stroke your beautiful hard cock for me."

I did, I held my rigid stem and started to masturbate, looking at his erect penis as I did, looking at him looking, at me, at my hand, as I moved up and down, showing, exposing my tender swollen tip, the lips of my opening, I watched him do the same, he held his cock and moved his soft skin over his long shaft, longer, god, I watched him grip and stroke himself, longer thicker, I stared at his stiff penis as I rubbed mine, our glistening bulbs almost touching, then touching, he moved himself forward and stroked the slippery tip of his prick against mine, I let him, I didn't move away.

I carried on masturbating, for him, with him, looking at him looking, I sat up straighter, we both did, closer again, I could see his tight beautiful balls, the hidden root of his swollen rod, and again the dark cleft of his ass, I knew he could see mine, the soft skin of my buttocks. We stroked our bare pricks together, matching the other's rhythm, hearing the wet squelch of skin moving over slick wet skin, I sped up, we both quickened our pace, I felt my balls slap as I saw his move and jump within his scrotum, banging against his thighs.

"Oh fuck I'm close, I am so fucking close, oh, oh... oh fuck."

"Come for me Tommy, don't hold back, fuck, let me see you come, let me see you shoot your hot cum out of your beautiful hard cock. Come for me, oh god, come on me." 

He sped up again, his hand moved quick and hard up and along his long stem, I could hear myself breathing heavily.

"Oh, oh, oh my god, oh fuck, I'm coming, oh this feels so fucking good, this is so fucking good, I'm..., I'm coming."

"Do it, fuck, I'm there too, come for me, let me see you come..."

My climax rose through me, through my feet, my thighs, my groin, I felt my cock fill, stiffen even more, begin to pulse and quiver, I watched him stop, holding his foreskin back, pointing his wet helmet, his pursed slit at me, my orgasm crashed over me, over him, I watched the first spurt of white fluid leap from the exposed tip of his prick, a thick creamy ribbon of cum splashed out and onto me, I felt a warm plop as his semen landed on my hand, I rubbed it onto my penis, and crashed into my climax, a bolt of semen spurted from my cock, through my hard shaft and out of my tip and onto his abdomen, we worked our exploding pricks, stroking and increasing our pleasure, I watched him fisting his penis and sending thick spurts of white cum splashing out over me, he seemed to have so much of it, five, six large blasts of creamy fluid were pushed out of his cock and over me, I felt his warm cum, I spread it over my own spurting jumping prick, pulled and jerked four streams of white ejaculate onto his pulsing cock. 

I let myself go, a fat drop of cum oozes from the tip of my penis. I look over, his larger prick is started to drop, a thick blob of semen falling from the still exposed end.

"Smoke?" 



That should have been that, more or less, we should have shared a cigarette, and drifted to sleep. For once though, after an orgasm, I didn't feel tired. We did have a cigarette, once each, what a treat, and smoked, and chatted, remaining on the bed, uncovered, both of us still naked. We leant on our elbows, sat up against the pillows, breathed in and blew out grey-brown clouds of lung-filtered tobacco fumes, chatted and looked at each other, both of us still naked, our legs almost touching, each other's cum drying on our skin, I could see the wafting flakes of his semen on the soft tip of my penis. He asked if this had been my first time with a guy. I said no, not really, not quite. He asked me to tell him. 

I told a few tales, about camping, about looking at magazines with friends, meeting an older couple on holiday, summer threesomes, about adventures with housemates. Once I got going I realised this was far from a one off really, that I had some form here, some previous. I looked at him, without shame, as I spoke, hoping he was looking at me. Each blast of nicotine seemed to provide a fresh hit of erotic energy, just, some, a replenishing. I spoke and told my tales and looked at his bare body, the thick dark patch of pubic hair, his soft slim belly, his cock. I looked at his cock as I spoke, still soft, but still long and heavy, his creamy brown shaft draped over his leg, his foreskin still retracted, a wrinkled collar of pink skin around the smooth soft slit bulb, a last pearl of clear fluid showing at its opening. I breathe in and out and look at his now soft stretched scrotum, his large testicles hanging low within their hammock of thin dark skin. 

"Mostly girls though?"

"Yeah, mostly. You though? I've seen you lust after girls. Rarely getting anywhere, is that just for show?"

"No, no, I like women, like their shape, their softness, the feel of their sex, when they are aroused I mean, soft and thick and wet." 

"Men too though, or mostly?"

"Well, too, yes, obviously. Mostly? Not sure, probably. I am turned on by both, by women, and by men, I mean, well, seeing a guy naked and hard, seeing a guy naked, his cock stiff, sticking up..."

"So, are you gay? Or bisexual? Are you confused? Is that it?"

"Thomas, I am not the one who came to bed with his trousers on."

"Hmm." 

"Human sexuality is a spectrum I think, fluid, we're all slipping and sliding between two extremes, rarely completely one or the other."

"Hmm."

"You disagree?"

"No, not really, it's all about transgression I think, this is the key erotic moment, the moment a barrier is overcome, not by force, that's just horrible, that's getting off on violence, it's a separate category, but when you cross a barrier, social, or physical, of cultural even, uh, when you traverse your own preferences, or upbringing, religion, I don't know, undressing, seeing someone naked for the first time, as simple as that, or when you spread a woman's legs, mm, when you open her, show yourself her sex, like you said, thick and dark and damp, or, when she undoes your trousers, sees your cock, hard, sees you aroused. This is the reason a blow job is so appealing I think, the combination of physical sensation and aesthetic transgression."

"And tonight?"

"Oh, well, it's the ultimate taboo isn't it, for mostly straight men, overcoming your own inhibition, your own identity. This is why lesbian scenes are essential for otherwise heterosexual pornography, so straight men can safely get off on homosexual acts."

"Glad you said acts. I'm not sure I believe in homo or hetero as an identity, not fixed anyway. They describe acts, not people. They are adjectives, not nouns."

"Right, alright Gore."

"Go get me a drink, go on, get your sweet little ass into the kitchen and see if you can't rustle us up some booze"

"Right, you lay there, you stay where you are."

I get up though, naked, and walk to the kitchen, hoping he is looking, hoping he is looking at the soft pale skin of my bare ass. I walk, feeling my soft cock wobbling in front of me. I start to rummage, hoping there is the obligatory bottle of vodka crunched somewhere within the freezer. I get a bite first time, a three quarter full bottle of something generic (Kirov, or Bolshoi, or Volga, some such 37.5% stuff). I source a couple of glasses, fill them with ice, carry everything back. I hand him one of the glasses, and cover the clinking cubes with a good pour of half frozen spirit. I set mine on a bedside table and repeat the process. I leave us the bottle, climb back onto the bed. Sit up, take a large tingling sip. 

The walk, I don't know, the breath of the freezer, the cold air, I sit with my legs crossed, my scrotum has tightened, my soft cock has reacted to the environment, it's retreated into itself, is bobbling as I shuffle, a soft prong of wrinkled skin nestling in my pubic bush. I see him looking, I look, as I sip, comparing my now small little cock to the thick length of his, his bare tip almost touching the bed sheet as he lays on his side, facing me, facing the vertical wobbling parody of mine. A shudder or arousal trembles through me though, through my stomach, that I am still naked, that he is, that we are still sitting as close as we are, our bare genitals in such proximity, that I can see another man's cock, that it's right next to me, to mine, and that his cock looks so large, with mine currently so small, that we're being looked at, I am, he is, my bare body, his long stretched naked male form, lines of muscle, the firm concave cheeks of his ass, trails of dark hair leading to curled thickets surrounding the long pale protuberance of his soft exposed penis.

I see him looking. Staring at my groin, my cock drops backwards, onto my stomach, as a small flood of arousal issues into it. I shift onto my side slightly, facing him more, letting my dick fall towards my hip, my balls are still drawn up, now pushed out by my thighs. I look at his, I look, still hanging low, plump and large. The vodka buzzes in my stomach, loosens my head. He gets up. 

"Need a piss." 

I watch him roll off the bed, his cock flopping as he moves, his tight ass pulling taut shapes as he walks. My cock pulses some more. I fight an urge to follow him, to watch him piss, to hold his long soft prick as he empties his bladder. I listen, I can hear the plash of his urine hitting the water, I imagine him holding his cock, his tip still bare, the strong clear force of piss as it is released from his body, I have the sudden desire to hold his soft cock and direct his hot piss onto myself, onto my hands, my belly, I have the image of him pissing over my stomach, my own bare cock, I see us pissing over each other's stiff penis. 

I take another gulp. I hear a flush. I turn to look at him come back in. He walks, barefoot, bare everything, his cock swaying in front of his balls, tighter looking, his scrotum has pulled itself together. His glans still shows, shiny, glistening. I feel my own cock bubbling with fresh excitement. I glance, following his, it looks unmistakeably fuller, fatter, regaining some interest in the situation. He sits back on the bed and takes a mouthful from his glass, looks at me, looks slowly down at me

(in this second I think, I fantasise, that in one gradual smooth movement he bends over, down, and takes my erect penis inside his mouth, that I feel my hot stiff cock engulfed in the warmth and wetness of his lips, his hands on my waist, my thighs, his mouth sliding over my hard prick, then his fingers stroking my tight scrotum, pressing, pushing against the swollen buried root of my member, teasing the base of my penis with his hand, my soft sensitive slick tip with his mouth. I look (I feel my stomach churn with arousal, my prick pulses and oozes its own invitation), I think of him kissing my glans, I watch him opening and closing his lips around the engorged tip of my penis, sliding softly, slowly, letting me slip in and out of him, then holding, keeping my tender bulb inside, letting me feel the warmth and wetness of his mouth, his lips, gently sucking, working up and down, and his tongue, I want him to lick the length of me, the rigid length of my stem, to my balls, bending, taking one, taking one in his mouth, letting me see him lick his way back up, and around, up and down the exquisitely pleasurable underside of my glans, I watch his tongue sliding, moist and soft over the rim of my helmet, then over, deep, taking my hard penis deep inside his mouth, and up, down and up, I think of his smooth soft wet lips sliding over my hard member, and again stopping, closing over my cock head, and hold me in his mouth, I can feel his tongue swirling over me, his lips massaging my corona, his warm thick saliva washing over me, and his fingers, his fingers are delving, I let mine reach over and grip the solid pole of his huge stiff prick, still sticking up I his lap, I want to stroke his soft skin over the hard ridges of his shaft and the spongy soft tip of his cock, I want to pull him closer to me as I feel his fingers push my thighs apart and reach between my soft smooth buttocks, I feel him touching my tenderest hidden part, I feel him fingering my asshole with his mouth softly sliding over the end of my cock, I lift myself, I let him enter me, he pushes a slim moist finger into my asshole, then another, I can feel my climax building inexorably as he sucks my stiff cock and fucks my tight ass with his fingers 

( we are staring, I am not looking down, I want to, I don't, I know my cock is stiffening again , I know I am getting hard in front of him)

I fight it, I want to fight it, it's too good not to, I try to think of other things, to make these unbearable sensations last, his mouth and tongue and lips move quicker over my penis, his fingers fuck my ass harder, quicker, pushing deeper in, filling me, stroking, reaching my explosive spot, I feel my anus hot and raw, his fingers pushing into the hot moist flesh of my ass, my orgasm blows through me, I feel my cum rising, I look, I see my balls tighten, my cock pulse and jump, I feel myself coming and know his mouth is being filled with my hot thick semen, my orgasm consumes me, wave after wave of pleasure erupts from me, his fingers thrust in my ass, my cock erupts into his mouth, as I come and come I feel a sudden warmth on my own hands, I look, I see creamy white liquid spurting from the swollen fat tip of his huge prick, I see him ejaculating, large geysers of thick cum shoot up from his pursed slit and cover my hands)

looks down at my swelling prick, I look at him, at his, we sit and watch the other getting hard, and once it starts, once I see it and feel it both of us are taken over by our own and each other's evident arousal. I watch his penis roll upwards over his leg, jump and pulse up, getting straighter again, I feel my own and watch his, thicken, lengthen, my rising erection feels utterly delicious as I watch his prick reach its full size, it grows up over his navel, pulls his balls up tight, he opens his legs, we both do, facing the other, our feet crossing, spreading ourselves, opening ourselves, his cock sticks up straight, so fucking long and thick, sticks up vertically from deep between his thighs, rising in a hard column of skin and engorged tissue. 

I glance down at myself, at my equally exposed, equally hard, equally offered prick, I compare again, and feel a fresh pulse of excitement at our sizes, at his larger girth, his huge thickness, his more formidable length. 

And then he reaches over and wraps his hand around my stiff stem. My breath leaves me. 

I see him reach, I watch him move his hand towards me, towards my cock, I watch him reach until I feel him, until I feel another man hold my stiff penis, curling his fingers around my hard rod, I watch, transfixed, he, he, another man has his hand wrapped around my prick, he pulls, he strokes me gently, I felt him stroke my hard stem and pull my foreskin back again, I see myself being further exposed, I see him push back my soft skin and expose my smooth fat glans, slick again with pre-cum, showing a translucent pearl of easing fluid seeping from my cock's tiny slit, I watch another man hold my erect penis, with his inches from me, I look over, at his larger cock, as hard as I am, thicker, god his dick looked huge. 

And I reach, I watch my own hand traverse the small space between us and move towards his rearing organ, and I touch, I finally touched his stiff prick, I felt it, fuck, I felt another man's cock, hot, hard, soft soft skin covering his stiff swollen shaft. He feels enormous, wrapping my hand around it, the angle unfamiliar, the size surprising the muscle memory of my fingers, another man's warmth, another man's arousal, another man's hard cock. Fuck it is so stiff, so big, smooth, long, the same small ridges as me, I hold his foreskin back, keeping his tender glans exposed, his last hidden part, large shiny smooth dark red, I stare, closer than I'd been before, as slippery wet as mine, as full and visibly leaking his own sweet clear fluid. 

I feel him gripping and stroking my stiff shaft as I touch his soft tip with my fingers, feeling the spongy smooth flesh of his glans, I touched his opening, his tight little urethra, taking some of his oozing liquid and spreading it over, around his large cock head, running a soft moist finger around his tender rim, looking, looking at his hand on me, stroking me, gripping my rigid shaft. I pull another drop of pre-cum from his tip, smear it behind his glans.

"Fuck Tommy, oh fuck, that feels so nice, oh fuck."

"You have such a fucking lovely cock, I mean it, it looks so good, it feels incredible, it's so fucking hard, so fucking big. Oh, oh, your cock looks so fucking good, fuck, I want to, I want to..."

"Tell me, say it, Tommy, oh god, please say it."

My voice drops again, to another ragged whisper.

"Fuck, I want you in my mouth, I want to taste you, I want your stiff penis in my mouth, I want to suck your big hard beautiful fucking cock."

I feel him pulse and swell in my hand, his thick shaft gets even thicker, even harder.

And I push him onto the bed, our bodies touch for the first time, our chests, our bellies, our penises rub and press against each other's, we kiss, our soft moist tongues touch and fight, dart in and out of each other, caressing and crossing, I feel his hands on my back, on my bare ass, pulling me closer onto him, stroking my smooth skin, we rub up and down, our cocks stroking, we rub the tender tips of our penises together, using each other's hardness to pleasure out most sensitive spots, I hold us both, I grip both of our stiff cocks, stroking myself up the solid length of his, until I push him back, with some abandonment. 

And lower myself, I push his hands away and lower my mouth to his chest, kissing, licking him there, biting, stroking every part of him, down to his belly, I can feel his prick on my chest, my neck, I raise my head up and take hold of him, I grip his fat cock again and hold it to me, and I find I do not stop or hesitate, I want this now, his cock feels delicious in my hand, so stiff, so thick and hot and hard, I pull it to my mouth and take his erect penis inside my mouth, I open myself to him and feel his soft swollen glans push inside me, onto my tongue, I cover his beautiful big dick with my soft moist lips, he feels huge, in my mouth, enormous, stretching my lips, filling my wet opening, I kiss the tip of his penis, I am kissing the swollen tip of a guy's prick, and licking around his fat bulb, and tasting him, fuck I am aroused. 

I can hear him moan, he feels huge, so hard, the skin so smooth and velvety soft, covering the engorged proof of his own arousal, steely stiff, giving off its own musky smell, I can taste him, his man's odours, the sweet flavour of pre-ejaculate, I hold his thick shaft, touch his scrotum for the first time, I open my hand and close them over another man's cool tight balls, they feel as huge as his prick, large full oval balls, I massage them, hold them, I lick up and down his shaft until I can feel the tight crinkled hairy skin of his scrotum, I kiss him there, I lick his tender pouch and take one of his testicles in my mouth, and the other, and kiss and lick the hidden root of his fat prick, I hear him moan, and breathe.

"Mmm, Tommy, oh my god, that is so fucking good, oh god, oh fuck."

I stroke his cock and lick his moist perineum, pushing his legs apart, and up, I touch his bare buttocks and search with my eager tongue, pressing, pushing, tasting all of him, feel his huge cock pulse and quiver, feeling my own prick oozing arousal, I push him over onto his back and hold his buttocks, I loiter there, I stroke and massage his tight smooth ass, then pull his firm cheeks apart and bury my mouth between them, I search and touch his bare anus with my lips, I slide my tongue out and run it over his tight asshole. 

"Oh, oh, fucking, fucking hell."

I pull him up slightly and stroke his cock as I lick and tongue his tight soft hairy asshole, pushing in, tasting him, feeling his strong anal sphincter close around my probing teasing tongue. God I feel depraved, shameless, filthily aroused. I masturbate his stiff cock as I eat his tight little asshole, feeling him clench and quiver, feeling each spasm of intense pleasure, finally turning him, pulling him around and taking his large full prick deep inside my mouth, I feel him move, down, around, I feel his penis turn inside my mouth, against my wet lips, I let my tongue slide around his spongy soft swollen tip, the tender rim of his glans, licking his corona, the underside of his bulb, I let him fill me, let his hard prick fill my open mouth, moistening him, sliding my lips up and down his thick shaft, pushing my tongue onto his soft seam, feeling the crevice between each solid ridge of blood filled tissue, lick the length of him as I feel him on me. 

I feel his hands on my bare ass, touching me, touching my tight anus, pressing, rubbing me there, fuck, his cock in my mouth and his finger pushing against my virgin asshole, and my cock suddenly engulfed with warmth and wetness, I manage to look and see myself sliding inside his mouth, we have our cocks inside each other's mouths, we have spun into a sixty-nine, our bare asses in each other's hands, our cheeks spread, I follow his lead and touch his anus, as he touches mine, fingering his tight soft hidden opening, wanting more, I devour his huge prick and push harder, I slide my finger inside his asshole, feeling him tight, clench tight around me, his cock swells even more, stiffens, I hear him gasp, his balls tighten, I kiss and lick and suck his sweet prick as I feel him finger my own asshole, as I feel him slide his mouth up and down over my rigid prick, I touch his balls, taste and suck his cock and sink my finger deep into his humid rectum, I fuck his tender ass, his cock pulses and quivers, I hear him, my prick falls from his mouth, I feel his hand stroking me, gripping my hard stem tightly.


"Fuck, oh Tommy, oh fuck, fuck..." 

I fuck his soft smooth ass with my fingers, savouring the strong clenching tube of his sphincter, I take more of his cock in my mouth, feel his thick shaft against my lips, I slide my lips back down, to his tender glans, I lick around his tip, close my soft wet lips over him, and without warning I feel my mouth suddenly full of hot thick fluid, then more, and more, spurt after sudden spurt of warm salty-sweet jetting fluid, fuck, I realise, stupidly, he is coming, another man is ejaculating in my mouth, filling my open mouth with hot thick semen. 

I slurp and slather, close my mouth over his trembling jumping dancing glans as I finger his asshole and grip his hard stem, as he comes and empties his hot cum into my mouth. I lose myself as I feel him ejaculate, as each forceful bolt of semen hits my taste buds I feel my own orgasm build up from my toes, through my legs, I sense my cock starting to pulse and jump, and feel his hands, his fingers stroke and hold my tight balls, and his mouth covers my sensitive pleasure-centre, I feel his lips and mouth hot and wet over my cock, my mouth full of his flowing juice I feel myself release my own store of cum, I feel wave after wave of exquisite sensation erupt over me, through me, out of me, out of my hard hard prick and into his mouth, sealed over my cock head, taking each thick drop of my creamy seed, letting his mouth fill with my salty fluid. Another smaller wave of pleasure sends more pulsing jolts from me to him, and lets me squeeze more of his cum from his ejaculating prick, I feel it seep inside my mouth, clinging to me, coating my palate, my tongue, I drop his cock from my mouth and pull my own from his, and kiss, and take my own cum inside me, we open our mouths to each other and swirl our hot creamy cum from one to the other. We break, we let ourselves see ourselves swallow. 

"Another drink?"

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