o|t-s- - -s-t- - s.o |f I kill || t |t everything t| ss| I fux0r |s || _ _ _ _ o _ _ || t ' - o -s. t -t- -s' t s| | o _|/ o s s | |s t" ". oo f | f/(o)-(o)\ t s/_)fo f/s | f o s |s)|s '- o t \_o|\ '.o_s.' / |\/ft o f | |f\ \_/ / _|so'/ o t f|_|\ f.t__s/ \f)/ f t t \ \_/\_o/\__ o|s=| fft \ f/\ s\ `\ | | o s f \ \\o/ s \| | s st `\/\ | o/ | ; || f |\____/ t s o |fs|| |
* g o a t s e x aigao a tus eix * g o i tis a x * g a ou o e o a g e / \a e io o i o / \ uo a| | ee \ uoi e | i | a t| ` oe o u i u e:e t se o eu o i | u \| e e o i s e \ | u / \\io --e_u\\ ai eoe x u i/ _--~~ o--__| \u uu | e x * \ \_-~ i o e e-_e oo| o * g o \a \uu e ----o--- i____i\| o g o e \i \______//o_ ___ _ (_(_e;u \ | o au aa\ a C ___a __u___e(e(___o; | / i a t/e | aC __o_)/ i uo (i_u__; |_/ ut saa //\| e C______) W3RD e(_a_; ie o\ i s e i | ( i_C___e_)\___o__a// o/ ei e\ ue i | ua |__ \\_e____ia_// (__/ iu|e x uiu | \ \_u__)a `--o- u --' ee | * g u aa \_eieiu i o_e\ a/_ i a _o | u o | o oo a / |u a \a o a e a | auei | o o e ia o e | a a ua i //u a| u | u\ i o |t o a ee/u/ \_u/\___/u e| i us e | o / e u|a i e |iu ii|i x | e u | e | a e|o u |a a |e * g o a toa o x * g o a t s e xu* geo a t s eux *
sssssss uu uu ccccc kk kk mm mm yy yy rrrrrr ooooo dddddd ss uu uu cc kk kk mmm mmm yy yy rr rr oo oo dd dd sssssss uu uu cc kkkk mm mmm mm yyyy rrrrrr oo oo dd dd ss uu uu cc kk kk mm m mm yy rr rr oo oo dd dd sssssss uuuuu ccccc kk kk mm mm yy rr rr ooooo dddddd
ffffff pppppp nnn nn iiii ggggg zzzzzz ff pp pp nnnn nn ii gg zz fffff pppppp nn nnnn ii gg gggg zz ff pp nn nnn ii gg gg zz ff pp nn nnn iiii ggggg zzzzzz
gr33tz: dk, gnr/tlg, klarck, ras, rws, xdf
shoutz: moms, pops, Allah, the CLIT, MC Rob Base & DJ E-Z Rock
death by a THOUSAND nigs: spork_testicle, Editors, you.
I was always an avid reader. Now I had broken up with my girlfriend, I had more time to read.
I shared a flat with my mate James. He worked for a local software house, whereas I was a student. I was home most of the day and he came home late. Both of us were in the same position however, his girlfriend had left him to go to America not one month ago.
About a week ago, James came into my room. "Mate, I'm bored shitless. Have you got a book I can read?"
"Yeah sure," I said, and reached over for one from the shelf. I chose one at random, not really thinking about what it was about, or its implications.
"Cheers." He said, and left.
Now a week later, James was back in my room.
"Strange book that mate." He said.
I took it off him. "What was it? Oh, I haven't read it yet. Most of these books are ones I picked up at a jumble. What was it about?"
"About a guy finding his sexual orientation."
"Ah." I said. How embarrassing. "Okay. Sorry about that."
He shrugged. "Never mind." He said, and wandered back into his room.
I thought over what he said. I had never ever had sex with a guy. I thought about it once or twice, but never wanted to try it. I picked up the book I had lent him, and skipped through it. I stopped at one part where the main character asked to try gay sex with his best friend; his excuse was that no one would find out, because they would keep it to themselves, and at least they knew that they were both clean, and nothing to worry about.
I put the book down, and walked into James' room.
"Erm, ah, you know that book?" I asked.
He looked as if he knew what I wanted. "Yes?"
"Have you ever thought about doing something like that? I mean, trying it...once, with your mate? You know, it wouldn't be gay would it, we'd only be trying, and we both know we still love girls, it would just be trying, wouldn't it?" I said, nervously.
"Huh, yeah, I suppose I thought about it when I read that book. I thought you gave it to me for that reason. Haha."
"Ha, yeah, well, I didn't. Erm...do you want to try it?" I asked.
"Yeah, okay. But let's just sit and watch some porn or something and then see how we go on."
"Okay, should I go and get a cassette? From the local?"
"Yeah, go for it."
So I quickly ran down to the local porn shop to rent a video. I found a gay one that looked fairly decent and one bi one and handed them to the girl on the counter.
"Are you a member?" She asked.
"No, how do I join?"
She handed me a form. "I need something to prove you are eighteen, and you must fill out this form."
I handed her my driving licence, which she approved, and filled out the form.
"Oh, Gay Lovers in Action, and Bi-sexual Lingerie Fantasies. You bi-sexual then?" She asked. Why was this twenty-year-old girl questioning me?
"Errr...no, not exactly." I replied.
She smiled and stroked my cheek. "You don't need to be ashamed you know. I'm bi-sexual too. I'd love to meet a guy who would fuck me while he was being fucked up the ass."
Now she was turning me on. "Maybe I could come round and join you one day?" She continued. "And look, bi-sexual Lingerie Fantasies. So you like transvestites, or you are a secret tranny?"
"No, I'm not." And to be honest, I never even thought of it.
"Well, if I can come round one day, I'll bring some really sexy underwear for you and your boyfriend to try on. Maybe you'll like it, and you'll become a tranny. What do you think?"
"Erm, well I don't know. I'll let you know." I was really interested in getting this girl back to the flat one day, but only because she was drop dead gorgeous! Tall, thin, long black hair, which she kept pushing behind her left ear, and an innocent smile.
"Well, enjoy the films. Don't shag too much." She said.
I said thanks and left.
When I got home, I told James what happened. He laughed it off, saying it was definitely only a one-time thing and that I would have to find another boy to share with the girl.
James put in the film called Bi-sexual Lingerie Fantasies. It was only 5 minutes in and I was rock hard. I wasn't sure if it was thanks to the film or the fact that I would be making love to the guy sitting next to me. Either way, none of us had the nerve to make the first move.
As we watched one transvestite dressed in sexy green lingerie fuck another transvestite in a red corset up the arse while another licked out a woman, I decided to go for broke. I unzipped James' trousers and pulled them off. James got all-tense. I lifted off his t-shirt, leaving him in only his boxers.
I got undressed completely. Then I pulled out James' rigid penis and started to play with it. He was really nervous.
"I think we'd both better just relax." I reassured him. "Think about it James. We are both clean, we are both really turned on by this, and nobody can find out! Can they?"
I relaxed a bit. "No they can't."
"So, we can try this just the once. At least we can say to ourselves we've done it, and we know what it's like!"
"Okay." James reached over and started to pump my nine-inch penis. James had a similar size to me, just a bit thinner.
We watched the film a bit, tugging at each other's dicks. Then James leaned over and kissed my lips. It was just like a female kiss, but the whole feeling of kissing another boy made we shiver with excitement. I worked my way down his neck, kissing and sucking. When I reached the join of his neck to his shoulder I sucked harder, at the same time I pumped his penis harder. He suddenly shuddered, wrapping his arms around my back pulling my face harder into his neck. He came hard, pumping cum all over my hand and body.
We kissed again while I pumped the last of his cum out of his dick, then he suddenly pulled away.
"I can't do this." He said, pulling as far away as possible.
"Mate, have you ever dreamt about something while wanking, and then after you came, you thought, 'god, why did I think about that??'?" I asked.
"Yeah, I did." He replied.
"Well that's this! It's just a feeling, it's just hormones. If you come back to me here, and let me continue to rub you, you'll feel good again. You just have to beat the hormones!" He thought about it, then came back over to me.
I started to rub his cum all over his body. Nipping at his neck. On the TV, we watched two transvestites in really sexy satin chemises; fuck a woman in her pussy and mouth, while another transvestite took the man fucking the woman's pussy up the arse.
James started to respond. His dick was already hard again, and now he was rubbing me all over. I moved my mouth down to his nipples and sucked on them.
"Sorry about that Paul." He said.
I looked up at him. "No problem sweetheart." I smiled, as if it was a joke. He smiled back.
"Those transvestites are actually pretty sexy." He said.
"Well, you still have your ex-girlfriend's clothes here. Maybe after this, if we want to experiment a bit more, we can try them on?" I replied.
He smiled. "Yeah, that'd be cool."
I kissed him on the lips, and our tongues mingled for a few minutes. Then I moved down his body, and put his penis, which was still covered in his cum, into my mouth. The cum tasted slightly salty, but not as bad as most girls made out. I bobbed up and down on his cock, running my tongue along.
James dropped his head back. "My god, this is the best blowjob ever!!"
I continued sucking until he start shuddering again. He grabbed my head and forced it further onto his dick. "Uuuuaarrrggghhhh!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed as jets of cum hit the back of my throat. I sucked out more and more and tried to swallow as much as possible. Eventually I sat back and smiled at James, cum dripping from the side of my mouth. I pushed it back into my mouth and swallowed.
"What was it like?" James asked.
"It actually tasted quite nice!" I replied. "And I enjoyed sucking your cock. I think I'll continue doing this in the future. Only with you though, if you don't mind."
He smiled, "no, that was nice. You can blow me any time you like. I've got that feeling again, but not as bad as last time."
I kissed him on the lips and held him tight. "Don't worry, it'll go away."
And it did. The film had finished, so James went to put the other one in. We started to watch it. It was a group of young guys swimming suddenly have a gang-bang.
My hard-on still hadn't gone down, and now James was hard for a third time. James said it was his turn to blow me. He went down on my dick and sucked and licked, trying to imitate my moves. It felt brilliant as I ran a hand through his hair. At the same time, I took in what was going on in the film. The studly cleanly shaven boys were all having anal sex.
"Oh my god. Ah baby I'm gonna come! Yes James baby suck me!" Then in an instant I filled his mouth with my come. I suddenly felt that feeling James had, that this was wrong, but I overcame it by grabbing James and kissing him, hard. I tasted my come in his mouth, even though he had swallowed most of it.
"You called me baby." He said, smiling as he held me tight, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Yeah, I was taken in my the moment." I apologised.
James laughed. "I don't mind," he ran a hand through my hair, then pulled me towards him. "That was quite nice. I enjoyed that. Okay, so I think we can give each other blowjobs from now on, okay?"
"Yeah, sure." I said, smiling.
"And you, sweetheart;" James ran a finger down the crack of my ass, and started rubbing my hole. He worked it slightly in and out. "Can call me baby anytime when we're doing it."
I beamed. "Okay baby."
He pushed his middle finger all the way up me as we kissed. We turned to watch the screen. It focused in on one of the guy's dicks going in and out of the man's arse.
"That guy is very beautiful." James said. "You ready to do it?" He got up and pulled out a tube of KY Jelly from a drawer. As he walked back over to me, I looked at his long penis sticking out at full mast. "Get on all fours and face the telly."
I got into the position he said; my penis was hard again. He got back on the bed and positioned himself behind me. Then he squeezed a large amount of KY onto his fingers, and worked it up my bottom, then on his penis. As I watched six guys fucking on the telly, I felt the tip of James' penis press against my hole. I tried to relax as much as possible, but as the head of his penis went inside me, I cried out in pain. James asked if he should stop, but I told him to go on.
He pressed another two inches in, and asked if I was okay.
"Yeah, it hurts, but now in a weird way. It's quite nice. Keep going." I said.
I felt filled up as he pressed what felt like another five inches in. Then I felt his body touching my buttocks.
"I'm all the way in." he announced.
"Then fuck me babe, fuck me!" I shouted.
He pumped in and out of me, god I was in heaven! It felt so good, I didn't want it to end. My penis was buzzing. I tried to turn my head to see James' expression. He was smiling.
"How's it feel Paul?"
"OH! UNBELIEVABLE!!!" I screamed!
"Ah honey, for me too!!!"
He bucked and rode me hard. Then he pulled out and turned me over. I put my legs on his shoulders and he pushed back into me. Once he was fully inside, he leaned over and we kissed. Then he kept on pumping, faster and faster.
"Oh baby. Yeah Paul, baby. OH I LOVE YOU!!!" He came inside me. I could feel his warmth splattering my insides! He collapsed on top of me. I stroked his hair and back as I could feel his penis shrink. "How was it Paul?" He kissed my neck and ears.
"It was great!" I replied.
"Sorry about the love you thing, heat of the moment, you know?"
"Hey, don't worry about it babe. We're lying here together, you've just taken my virgin ass, so I don't think it matters."
"Cool. My turn!" Said James.
I turned him over to face the telly and KYed his hole, rubbed some on my dick, and started to press against his hole. On the TV, two guys were making love side by side on a bed, it was such a turn on. I pressed harder against James' hole and went in. James shrieked in pain, but I ignored it, I knew what would come next. I continued to push, inch after inch, till I was completely in. Then I started to pump in and out of him.
"Oh, god, that's so good." He said.
I continued to fuck him, at the same time, I wanked his penis. I couldn't believe it, he came all over my hand really quickly. Where was he storing all this cum???
I licked most of the cum off my fingers, and fed some to James. Then I felt my orgasm come. I felt like I had burst something, because a massive amount of come filled James' insides, all the time I could feel his own cum run out of my arse.
"Baby, that felt amazing!!!" James said, as he pulled off my penis and jumped on top of me. He hugged me and kissed me all over. "Let's keep doing it, just you and I. You can move in to this room and we can sleep together. Nobody needs to know."
I held him tight and kissed his forehead. "Sure James. I'd love to be your boyfriend."
We kissed and made love all night, this time with no hesitation or nervousness.
We woke up in each other's arms the next morning. It was a Saturday, so no work, and more time for loving! We spent the first hour of the morning having oral sex, and generally cuddling. Then we had a bath together.
While I was eating breakfast, James got a large box down from the cupboard.
"This is all Susan's stuff. I spoke to her recently, saying I was going to throw it away. She said do it, so officially it's our to do with as we please. She took as much as she could with her to the States."
We opened the box. There were some towels, some old books and underneath all that were all her clothes.
I pulled out a pair of red leather trousers, and a rubber tank top. James found the matching rubber skirt. There were plenty of sexy clothes for us to try on; different types of blouse, skirts, tops. Then we found the pot of gold, her underwear bag. She'd obviously taken only her normal underwear, because all her sexy underwear was still there.
James held up a scarlet lacy teddy with suspender straps. "God, I never knew she owned this stuff."
I found myself a dark green basque, with matching sheer stockings. I put them on.
"Hmm...sexy, but I think we should shave our body hair first." James said.
So we did. Then we put on our newfound clothes. First we admired ourselves in the lingerie, then we put on a sexy blouse and skirt. We looked amazing. We felt amazing.
"This feels so nice." James said.
I walked over to him, and we kissed, feeling each other in our new clothes.
"I have to go and return those videos." I said.
"Like that???" He asked.
"No silly. But I will wear the underwear I'm wearing now."
"Won't it be visible under your t-shirt?"
"I'll wear a coat. What about that girl?"
"Try and get her to come round."
I got changed, keeping on the basque and suspenders, and went back to the adult video store. Sure enough, the girl was still there.
"Ah, my friend. How did you like the videos?" She asked.
I smiled. If she can flirt with me, I can back, anyway, the shop was empty.
"They gave us a few ideas. For instance." I lifted my t-shirt up to show her the sexy green lacy basque.
"Oh my god, I think I just came looking at you!" She said. "I have to have you! I have to have you dressed as a woman. Can I come round, please???"
I went behind the counter, lifted her black vinyl skirt, and plunged my fingers into her pussy. I rubbed her really hard a few times, then I got under the desk, pulled her knickers down, and licked her pussy. I continued, even when a customer came in.
"OH!" She let out.
"Excuse me?" Said the man.
"Nothing. There's this really sexy man dressed in sexy women's lingerie underneath this table licking out my pussy." She replied.
The man looked surprised. I nearly burst out laughing.
"Oh, okay." He continued looking for a video, but changed his mind and left.
I stood up, opened my fly, pulled my knickers aside and whipped out my dick. The girl backed up against the desk, and lifted her mini-skirt. In one swift movement, I was in her pussy, fucking her.
She lifted up my t-shirt, feeling the material of the lingerie on my body. Another customer came in, a woman. She saw us fucking and was about to go out when she changed her mind, came over near us, put her hand in her knickers and frigged herself.
All of a sudden the girl I was fucking orgasmed, and I came inside her.
"Quick, let me at her." She said as she jumped off me and dived between the woman's legs. She licked at that pussy like mad, then they lay on the floor and she put her pussy full of my cum over the woman's mouth. They licked at each other like crazy until both shuddered to a massive orgasm.
"Wow, I only came in for a video. This is amazing. That's what you call customer service."
We laughed. The woman left the shop, thanking us for an amazing show.
"I'm Christy." Said the girl.
"Paul, hi." We kissed. "Christy, you are welcome anytime you like at our place. When can you come?"
"Well, my shift ends in an hour, can you wait here with me?"
"Sure. I can use that time to explain about what happened last night."
So I went into detail about what happened. When I finished, Debbie, the girl who was supposed to relieve Christy had already arrived, made herself a coffee, and had listened to half of my story. I had to repeat the other half for her.
"So let me get this straight." Said Christy. "When I flirted with you last night, and you rented those videos, you were still straight?"
"Yes." I replied.
Debbie cut on. "Let me get this straight. Christy, so you're going round to there place now, to have sex with two bi-sexual transvestites, who only discovered they were bi-sexual yesterday?"
"Yes." She said.
Debbie smiled. "You lucky bitch! Give me your address Paul." I gave it to her. "I'm coming round tonight after work. I've been dying to eat Christy's pussy for ages anyway!"
"Cool, then it's settled." I said. "Come round tonight, and we can have one big orgy."
"Woohoo!" Debbie cried.
Christy and I stopped off at her flat to pick up some things. Then we stopped in a wig shop and bought one long curly brown haired wig, and one long straight blond for me.
When we arrived home, James was still dressed in the skirt and blouse. We made the introductions, and I got changed. Christy put the wig on James and made up his make-up. James looked really amazing now. Then Christy did mine.
Christy told us to wait on the bed. "I'm going to get ready. Today is going to be my first gay day."
When Christy returned, she was totally naked, save for the large strap-on penis she had on.
"Okay, I want to feel like you guys, so no sex in my pussy today, okay?"
"Okay."
Christy slowly began to undress us, leaving on only our lingerie. She pulled down my panties, and unclipped James' teddy.
"Now, give each other a blow job." She said.
I climbed on top of James, placed my penis at his lips, and began sucking at his. Christy began rubbing KY jelly on my hole, and pushed her dildo into me. It was unbelievable. I was being fucked up the ass by a girl, while blowing and being blown by the most beautiful boy in the world.
All of a sudden I came in James' mouth. Christy immediately jumped down to kiss him. I saw them passing the fluids between their mouths. James then positioned himself behind me and rammed his penis inside my arse. It didn't hurt because I was already well lubricated. Behind James, Christy was taking his arse.
We were all banging away when the doorbell went.
Christy went to answer. We continued to fuck.
"Hi Debbie!"
"Hi Christy, I see you have your strap-on. Have you got one for me?"
Parties at the Watson place had been held for several years. They took place all year long, but the summer parties-around the pool and hot tub-were the best. This summer had been exceptionally hot and so were the parties. The crowd consisted of faculty from a half dozen local two-year and four-year colleges and a handful of students. Although invitations were never sent out, those who were welcome knew whom they were. Unattractive, overweight guests need not attend. If you were under 18, you didn't get past the door.
Traci was an incoming freshman at a nearby community college who had turned 18 in the spring. She was invited to tonight's party by Judy Clark, a 30-year-old professor at the school, and who also acted as Traci's counselor. The two were as similar in personality as they were opposite in appearance. Traci was tall and thin with shoulder length blonde hair. Judy was a short brunette, darker and curvier than Traci. Both women were well tanned from the summer. Judy had smiled at Traci earlier in the week when she said Traci would have ample opportunity at the party to show off her bronze body.
Before the parties were over, the vast majority of guests would be at least partially undressed. No female around the pool or hot tub would have a top on; either by their own choice or at the hands of a male guest. Nudity was not unheard of, but sexual activity was generally confined to the various rooms in the house.
Judy's full breasts had been enjoyed by many men at previous parties and she knew they would appreciate Traci's petite, hour glass figure...especially her small, round ass.
They arrived a little before 11 p.m. John Watson met them at the door and let them in with a welcoming smile. John was a muscular, athletic man in his mid 30s with broad shoulders under his tank top. He quickly eyed Traci's lithe body as Judy introduced her. John explained where drinks and food could be found, then left the women alone.
The house was filled with noise. Music, voices and laughter seemed to come from every corner. Judy and Traci proceeded to the bar. While mixing their favorite drinks, a voice called for Judy. From the door leading to the pool the women saw a couple waving to them.
"Oh, there's Linda and Tom," Judy said. "We'll be right there," she yelled to them over the din.
Linda was a tall woman in her early 30s with long, straight brown hair. The hair hung in front of her, partially covering her otherwise naked breasts. Tom was a slightly older man in a bathing suit, his arm around Linda's waist, a thumb inside her bikini bottoms.
With drinks in hand, Traci and Judy walked over to where Linda and Tom stood. Introductions were made and the four decided to sit outside by the pool and hot tub.
The area was busy with guests mingling, but the foursome was able to find a table and enough chairs for everyone to sit. Traci surveyed the patio and yard surrounding them. Large and small groups of people sat or stood in the dimly lit area. More than one couple could be seen standing with the man behind the woman, hands cupping her naked breasts, his bathing suit covered cock grinding against her ass. Beyond the pool, shadowy forms could be seen on the ground rolling on towels. At the hot tub, rules seemed to prohibit anybody entering with a bathing suit on.
Traci saw Judy eyeing what appeared to be a student in his early 20s entering the tub, his thick cock swaying freely as he stepped in. When the young man sat down, women on both sides kissed him, their hands out of sight.
Traci's and Judy's attention was brought back to their table when Tom said, "I'm glad you could make it Judy. I hope you plan on taking your usual swim before you leave."
"Yes, Tom. I'll take my shirt off for you if you want," Judy said smiling. Tom laughed.
Small talk was exchanged and Tom offered to get new drinks for everyone. Traci and Judy agreed on refills and Tom disappeared into the house. He returned a few minutes later and handed the drinks around. He watched the women and smiled.
About fifteen minutes later, he said, "Let's go inside. I want to show Traci some of the special rooms they have in there. You'll love this." Traci looked at Judy, who smiled and nodded.
They moved toward the house, weaving through the crowd with drinks in hand. Traci immediately felt lightheaded, but passed it off as strong drinks. By the time they got to the door, she had difficulty finding the step up. She bumped into Judy, who said with a slur, "Oops, I lost my balance." They staggered into the house and the noise, both seeing a whirling blur of light.
"This way," they barely heard Tom say. He was walking in front of them, looking back. Linda trailed behind. They entered a hallway and Traci instantly felt claustrophobic. She reached out with her free hand and touched the wall. Judy stumbled over Traci's foot and nearly fell. Their drinks splashed over the edge of the glasses. Neither could focus further than three feet in front of them.
They followed Tom into a large, dimly lit bedroom. Both Traci and Judy grabbed the nearest piece of furniture to hold themselves up.
"Here," Tom said to Traci. "Take a drink." He took the drink from Traci's hand and put it to her mouth. Instinctively, or without the ability to refuse, Traci drank. He did the same with Judy.
Setting the drinks on top of the dresser Traci leaned against, he took her arm and led her to the side of the king size bed in the room. "Sit down," he said.
Traci obeyed. Her body went limp and her eyes began to close. Linda, meanwhile, had walked Judy to the opposite side of the bed and sat her down.
Tom looked at Traci and said, "Traci, I'll let you sleep but you need to get undressed first. OK?"
Traci nodded, but said nothing.
"Judy, can you hear me?" Tom asked.
"Yes," Judy said faintly.
"Can you do me a favor and get undressed so you can lay down?"
Judy nodded her head.
"OK, girls. Go ahead and start undressing. Linda and I will be here to help you," Tom said.
Without hesitation, both women began stripping. Judy pulled her tank top over her head, revealing a pair of firm, round tits. Traci had worn a bikini under her t-shirt. It covered a small portion of her ample, tanned breasts. She unsnapped and unzipped her shorts before sliding them down her legs. Tom grabbed them around the knees and pulled them off, along with Traci's shoes. Traci reached behind her and struggled with the bikini top's tie strings. She managed to pull it open and slipped out of the top. Her breasts, while not as large as Judy's, were nicely shaped with erect, pink nipples.
Judy removed her shorts and panties with help from Linda. Traci lowered her bikini bottoms until they slid down her legs and to the floor. Tom stared intently at the closely shaven, pale colored area around her pussy. Her hips and thighs were silky smooth and deeply tanned.
"Good," Tom said enthusiastically. "Now, go ahead and lay down."
The women simultaneously swung their legs up to the bed, scooted toward the pillows and lay on their backs. Traci could make out figures around the bed, but could not focus on faces. Her body felt warm. Tingling sensations ran through her legs and arms. She moved her fingers over her thighs, enjoying the light touch.
She and Judy heard Tom's voice through the fog that surrounded them. "Can you touch your breasts, girls?"
As if controlled by a machine, their hands moved to their tits and they began kneading them gently.
"Good. Does it feel good to squeeze your nipples?"
Both women put their nipples between thumb and forefinger and manipulated them. "Oh, yes," Judy murmurred.
"Does that make you horny?" he asked.
Traci nodded in consent. Judy moved her right hand down to her pussy and massaged her clit.
"Traci," Tom said softly. "Play with your pussy for me."
Traci's legs separated slightly. Her hand found her pussy lips and followed them up to her clit. She slid her middle finger up and down until stopping on top of her clit. She made small circular motions over it, moaning softly.
During this process of self-arousal, Tom and Linda had stripped and a couple other guests had entered the room. Tom stood naked on Traci's side of the bed, his cock already semi-erect. He ran his fingers over it as Traci played with herself. He leaned forward and put his hand over her left tit. He traced around the base of her tit before cupping nearly the entire thing in his big hand. He squeezed it several times before once again stroking his cock, bringing it to full erection.
He climbed onto the bed and placed himself between Traci's legs. In a brief moment of reduced but clear awareness, Traci struggled to get out from under the object above her. But Tom grabbed her wrists and pinned them against the bed beside her head. He lowered his head and put his mouth over her left tit.
"No, no," she panted.
Tom sucked on the nipple, running his tongue back and forth over it. Traci's young breast flattened against her chest with the force of his mouth closing over it again. He licked her nipple harder. It was growing longer with each attack of his tongue and Traci's struggling was subsiding.
He moved to the other breast and pressed his entire body down onto hers. His hard cock lay between their flattened stomachs. Judy looked on from just a couple feet away, unable to comprehend what was happening next to her.
Traci was moaning softly now as Tom licked her right nipple. "Reach down and hold my cock," he whispered into her ear. He let go of her right hand and it found his thick cock between them. "Stroke it," he said, raising his mouth off her breast.
Traci's arm worked mechanically on his cock. Tom raised his body slightly to allow her better access.
"Put it on your clit," he told her. He moved down the bed a few inches so she could place the cock on her clit. With her hand still on top of his stiff cock, he moved up and down across the top of her pussy. Traci's eyes were closed and her mouth open, her breathing getting heavier and heavier.
Next to Tom and Traci, a naked student appearing to be in his early 20s was sliding between Judy's legs. His extraordinarily thick cock was fully erect, nearly touching his stomach. When the boy was in position and put his mouth on one of Judy's expansive breasts, she seemed to awaken and protested by hitting him in the side with fisted hands. The boy simply grabbed her wrists and stretched them over her head. With one quick motion, one wrist was handcuffed, the cuffs fed through the headboard railing and the second wrist cuffed.
When Judy cried out, "Stop, no!" Traci seemed to sense her surroundings better. She let go of Tom's cock and pushed up against his body. But he didn't budge. He simple moved his cock to the entrance to her pussy and inserted the tip into her. He could feel her wetness and warmth. One more quick thrust and he was inside her. Traci put her hands behind Tom's neck and hit him repeatedly.
"No, no," she breathed hoarsley.
Tom began fucking her more vigorously and Traci spread her legs involuntarily. The bed rocked with his movement. Judy was squirming under the boys oral attacks on her breasts, which swayed in rhythm with Tom's motion. Quickly, the boy positioned himself and drove his huge cock into her cunt. Judy moaned and arched her back. The boy plunged into her again, and she fell to the bed.
Traci was now gripping the back of Tom's neck with her fingers. Her long nails left red marks wherever they made contact with his tan skin. Tom reached down and pulled her legs up and placed them by his hips. Traci wrapped them around him, feeling just enough of the pleasure of his cock in her to want more. He obliged by ramming into her repeatedly, his balls slapping against her ass.
The boy next to them had, likewise, lifted Judy's knees and was penetrating her at a rapid rate. When he paused to lay on top of her while completely buried in her cunt, Judy pushed her hips upward and back to the bed attempting to continue the fuck session. The boy eventually started to pump her again, grunting loundly with each thrust.
Traci had moved her hand between herself and Tom and was playing with her clit. Within minutes, she was moaning more loudly. Her face showed the strain as she fought between repulsion and pending orgasm.
"Aaahhhhh, yes. Oooohhhhhhhh," Traci cried out.
She bit her lower lip and screamed again as her back arched off the bed. Tom placed his hands under her ass and pulled her up farther. He pounded into her and she clasped her hands behind his neck, trying to hang on.
"oh, oh, umh, ummmmm," signalled the beginning of her orgasm. In her mind she was screaming, but those in the room simply heard the moans of a woman releasing entirely. Her body shook with each surge of her orgasm, causing Tom to climax as well. He grunted even louder than Traci, driving his cock deep inside her. Long, white shots of his cum entered her womb. Over and over he shoved her down onto the bed, plunging his cock and his sperm into her.
The combined noise and rocking next to him caused the boy to erupt. He pulled out of her and stroked himself. The first string of cum reached her neck. The second spurt landed on her right breast, trailing a line of cum over her nipple and down her stomach. Three more shots landed on her breasts and stomach.
Tom and Traci both were collapsed on the bed, his limp cock laying on her thigh.
When the boy was finished coating Judy's front side with his cum, he stepped off the bed and was replaced by Linda. She immediately buried her face in Judy's pussy. Pushing Judy's legs farther apart, Linda began licking from Judy's cunt to her clit. Several more strokes over the clit caused Judy to stiffen her legs and shriek, "Oh, yes, there...there. That's it."
She pulled violently against her restraints and yelled again as she began to cum. Linda pressed harder against Judy, putting her entire mouth over the clit and sucking hard. Her tongue worked it feverishly as Judy experienced a body numbing orgasm. Joices flowed from her cunt as she gyrated in all directions around Linda's mouth. She began humping Linda's face until the last of the orgasms left her limp. She jerked in response to Linda's continued licking, but she was spent.
The women would wake up later, each covered in thick, white cum. Neither would remember the evening. Both would consider returning.
As several other slashdot fiends know, I am setting up Citadel BBS on a NetBSD machine. I am no stranger to autoconf, makefiles, and building software in general, and let me tell you: Citadel was sure as fuck not written with anything but Lunix in mind. When I have to rename/usr/include/curses.h just so that Citadel doesn't try to use it and shit the bed during build, I think to myself, "A bullet for whomever wrote this piece of shit." I even had to change some pthread_mutex_foo data types in Citadel code to 'int' because otherwise it fails to deal at all. Even now that it's built, Citadel does not operate properly when run as a telnet server, injecting extra characters into user input. I still can't get webcit to even compile. I think of the time I am wasting on this, time that I could be wasting by trolling or infringing copyright or wacking off. I think of that time, and I look forward to meeting the programmers so I can spend some quality time kicking their ass.
it was immediately clear to me that you had no fucking clue about Boston, because i am here and the local music sucks balls. unlike many other times in this city's glorious musical history (Aerosmith, Boston, the Cars, Mission of Burma, Aimee Mann, NKOTB, etc), the best Boston has to offer right now still isn't very good. for instance the Dropkick Murphys, who are local heroes, are a bunch of drunken faggot Micks who play stinky oi music in between their queer blowjob sessions. Boston hip-hop is pretty weak compared to New York, LA, Atlanta, Detroit, etc. practically the only good bands in town are Freezepop and Fat Day.
Re:Get them out of your asses
on
Lego Addictions
·
· Score: -1
joe, i need you to give me your md5'ed password so i can upgrade to NetBSD 1.6
you lying sack of shit. here's the first pr0n for fucking real.
Joshua could hear them downstairs. It was starting again. Every single night while he would try to go to sleep, the same shit would start. He could hear his father's voice getting louder and faster as the worthless fuck wound himself into a tantrum, and he could hear his mother's sobbing get louder and more shaky by the moment. The violence would be starting soon.
It had been so long that Joshua couldn't even remember a time when it wasn't like this. His father would just sit on his ass every day, drinking beer and watching TV, while his mom went out to the office. Then he would bitch her out when she got home about how the house was a hell-hole and that a decent wife could keep it in better shape. She would make dinner for him because "Only women and faggots cook," and he would invariably start bitching about some minor detail. The peas were overdone. The steak was too tough. He would find something. His father expected no less than absolute perfection in all things, and was always ready to say so.
Joshua rubbed his nose remembering the time his father had punched him in the face for missing a spot while mowing the lawn. He had been 11 at the time. "Anything worth doing is worth doing right the first time." Joshua had tried to explain how he didn't see it, when his father hit him. The old man would accept no whining or excuses.
Joshua had spent his whole life trying to live up to perfection. He helped around the house, even when his mother insisted he didn't have to. He made the honor roll, not that his father didn't call him stupid anyway. He was captain of the wrestling team, even though only his mother ever should up to tournaments. He had gotten a job at Wal-Mart and helped pay the bills, even though his father called him a leech. He would do all these things and more if he could, if only to see that sweet, sad look of pride in his mom's face.
It was his mother who spurred him on to perfection. His mother was perfection, if only the old fucker would ever realize it. She held down a full-time job and made enough money for them to live comfortably, kept the house clean if not spotless, cooked divine meals, and was incredibly good looking on top of it all. Joshua couldn't think of a single girl his own age who even looked that good. His mom could have been a model easily.
Tonight it was going to stop.
Joshua sat up and slipped on his robe. He could hear his father's high-pitched screaming. He walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He could see his mother balled up next to the sink sobbing, and his father shouting at her.
"Why the fuck can't you just do something right for once, you stupid cunt? All I fucking ask is for a clean home and a half-way fucking decent meal, and you can't even do that! Bad enough I have to spend my days out pounding the pavement trying to find a job without having to deal with you and your retard shit!"
"Stop it," Joshua said firmly. His father wheeled around and looked at him. "What did you just say, you little shit?"
"I said, 'Stop it'. You aren't going to do this any more." Joshua said, his voice firm. "I'm sick of listening to you. I'm sick of your hypocrisy. You just take and take and take and never give anything back. You are the worthless one here."
His father's face twisted into a mask of rage. "You, you....FUCKER!" He screamed as he charged Joshua with upraised fists. Joshua grabbed his father's arm and spun, swinging the old man into the kitchen wall. He grabbed his father by the neck and held him against the wall. "Get out of this house," he spat into the terrified face of his father, "Get out of this house, and never, ever, come back. Or so help me God you will die."
He dropped the old man to the ground. His father looked at him fearfully for a moment, than grabbed his coat off the kitchen table and ran out the door. Joshua heard the car start and peel out of the driveway. He looked over at his mother. She was trembling, and on her feet walking towards him. "Joshua...?"
"It's okay Mom. I won't hurt you."
She ran up and hugged him. "Oh Joshua, thank you!" She was crying, and hugging him close. Joshua pulled her against his body. She was soft and delicate, and she smelled wonderful. Her breasts were pushed up against his chest, and she was breathing softly on his neck. His cock grew hard against her body.
His mother stepped back. "Oh god baby I'm so sorry please I...", she started to babble when Joshua shushed her.
"It's okay Mom," he said with a touch of embarrassment, "I mean it's only natural thing to happen when I'm next to a beautiful woman, and..." She started crying again. "Oh god, Mom, what's wrong?"
She looked up at him, smiling and crying at the same time. "Do you know how long it's been since someone called me beautiful?" she said.
Joshua took her in his arms and held her tight again. "Oh Mom, you are beautiful, and intelligent and kind and devoted and sexy..." he said before he even realized what he was saying.
"Sexy, huh?" his mother said, her voice catching. She looked into her son's eyes. "You are a very handsome young man yourself." The words almost caught in her throat. She kissed him. Joshua felt himself melt into the kiss. Her lips were so soft against his. Their mouths opened and their tongues met, sparring lightly with each other. Joshua sucked the breath from his mother's body, and she pushed her hips against his crotch. Joshua's mother pulled away and started to go up the stairs. She turned to look at him. "Aren't you coming?" she said coyly. Joshua practically ran after her. His mother giggled. She lead him into his room. She kissed him deeply again.
"I love you, Joshua. Not just as my son, but as a man too. I've loved you this way for many years now, but I was too afraid to act. I didn't want to hurt you. I know that I am probably crazy," she laughed a little "but I can't stop thinking about you. Please, Joshua. Make love to me."
Joshua pulled off his robe. "I've wanted this for so long too Mom. I've wanted you everyday. You are everything anyone could ask for in a woman." He kissed her hard and passionately, then started to trail kisses down her neck. His mother sighed and slipped her robe off her shoulders, wearing nothing but her white panties underneath. Joshua pressed his body against her, kissed a trail down her breast to her hard nipple. He sucked and chewed softly on her nipple. His mother gasped and then moaned softly. He flicked his tongue rapidly over it and then switched to the other nipple then back. His mother moaned in frustration as he kissed down her stomach, and she pinched her own nipples. Joshua pulled down his mother's wet panties and ran his tongue over her slit.
"Oh God Joshua!", His mother exclaimed. "Oh yes! That feels so good!" Joshua ran his tongue up and down her cuntlips, then spread them open with his fingers and began to lick deep inside her. "Oh yes, ahah, yes, lick mommy's cunt Joshua! Oh yes, uh, uh, lick my fucking cunt!" She pushed his head against her crotch and ground against his exploring tongue. Joshua lapped at her flowing juices. He sucked her clit. "OH! OH MY GOD YES EAT ME EAT ME EAT ME!!" she screamed against him, her thighs quivering against him. Joshua ran his tongue back and forth over his mother's clit. She shook violently then got onto his bed, spreading her legs. She was breathing hard. "Now Joshua, please...fuck me! Make me yours!"
Joshua knelt between her legs and guided his hard throbbing cock deep into her wet pussy, sliding in with no resistance. "Oh Mom, you feel so good!"
"You feel good too baby! Now fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Joshua started slowly, with deep, hard strokes. He pulled out and pushed in again, each time pushing harder and going a little faster. Her pussy squeezed his throbbing cock. "Oh yes baby, that is it! Oh god it's so fucking big and hard! Oh, oh, aha, ohh..." his mother moaned against him.
"Yes take my fucking cock Mom!" Joshua shouted as he pounded deep into her, the force of his thrusts shaking the bed. "Fucking take it" He screamed, pushing into her hot cunt again and again. "Fuck me, fuck me..." He growled. His mothers hips pushed back to meet his with increasing force. The room was filled with the sound of there moans and of there hips slapping together. "Oh fuck..." Joshua moaned, "oh fuck mom I need to cum..."
"Then uh cum in mommy, baby! YES! Oh! Cum in mommy! Do IT! Make mommy yours, oh god, oh god, uh, uhhh..." Joshua was pounding away with lightning fast strokes now, his cock plunging into his mother faster than he could even think.
"Oh god mom, here it comes...oh..OH.. GOD! I LOVE YOU!" Joshua screamed as a torrent of hot sticky cum flooded his mom's pussy. The shock of the hot sperm filling her sent her over the edge herself, and she shook and screamed in violent orgasm.
"OH YES HONEY OH I LOVE YOU CUM WITH ME YESSS!!", she screamed.
Joshua slid back from his mother, exhausted. His mother then bent down and licked the juices and cum from her son's throbbing cock. "mmmm..." she moaned. Joshua sucked in his breath and shook. He reached down and kissed his mother softly, loving the taste of their passion.
There was a knock at the door. Joshua and his mother both threw on their robes and ran downstairs. The police were at the door. It seemed that Joshua's father, who had been driving drunk and emotionally upset, had been in a head-on collision and killed. The officers offered there condolences, which Joshua and his mother gratefully took. The police left. Joshua and his mother both looked at each other for a moment before a mutual evil smile broke out and they raced back upstairs.
As the daylight broke, I found myself in a hot lust filled dream. A beautiful man was giving my cock an incredible round of servicing. Up and down my hard shaft. And in that dream I suddenly found light pressure against my lips as my faceless lover lightly pressed his dick toward my mouth. The tip glistened with pre-cum and had a familiar and pleasant salty-sweet taste.
As I started to awaken from my dream sleep I quickly became aware that it was not a dream at all. My boyfriend, my lover of three years, Nate was positioned over me in an inviting 69 position. I had met Nate at school as an 18 year-old freshman who had just come out to my family and close friends. He, too, was newly "out" and we stuck up a friendship that had grown into a love affair. We became roommates in the second semester and had shared rooms, lives, and a passion for each other ever since.
As sophomores we moved off campus and had found a one-bedroom apartment. We shared a king-sized bed and always slept naked together. Nate has a cock that I can only call beautiful. It's thick, cut, and a healthy 7" when erect. Nate keeps his slim body wonderfully toned and totally hairless. Though he's 21 years old, he has the slim hairless body of a 13 year old. He is an incredible turn-on visually and is one of the greatest cocksuckers I've ever met.
As I looked up from still half-opened eyes, his fully erect dick was mere millimeters from my face. Coming to my senses, I opened my mouth and welcomed the object of my sexual desire inside. Nate and I then treated one another to beautiful, lustful blow jobs.
Because I know Nate so intimately, I sensed his approaching orgasm, and concentrated even harder in pleasuring my svelte lover. Seconds later, the familiar grunt and moan signaled that his load had been dispatched and would soon be filling my mouth. As expected, he filled me with his cream while I milked his cock for every drop of his love potion. Sucking for all I was worth, I felt my own approaching orgasm. And just as that familiar tingling began at the bottom of my balls, Nate pulled off my cock and said, "Hold on, my love, you're going to need that load later." He immediately jumped out our bed and headed for the shower.
"That's ONE!" he called from the bathroom. "What do you mean, Sweetheart?" I inquired. "What does ONE mean?"
"You'll see," he said as he emerged from the bathroom; the shower running and getting warm.
He walked over to the bed, leaned over, and gave me a kiss like only intimate lovers can share. "Happy birthday, Bri. I love you." As we broke our kiss he said, "as soon as you shower, we're out of here. We've got a birthday celebration to end them all."
"Really?" I asked. "Who is 'we'?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Nate replied as I heard him step into the shower.
Laying on the bed awaiting my turn in the shower, I closed my eyes to contemplate the wonderful blow job I had just enjoyed giving to my lover, still tasting the musky sweetness on my lips. I considered by own gratification that had gone unsatisfied. Dreaming of my lover and still savoring his taste, I rested for a few moments waiting for Nate to finish his shower.
I must have dozed for a few moments, because I was suddenly brought back to consciousness by a familiar warm, dampness surrounding my still semi-erect cock. I opened my eyes to see our neighbor, Mike, stark naked, kneeling over me and bringing my cock back to life. Standing behind him was his roommate and lover, Scott. Mike and Scott shared the apartment directly across the hall from us. We knew they were gay lovers and Mike and Scott knew that Nate and I were gay lovers. Oftentimes, we'd rent gay pornos on a weekend and the four of us would watch them together. It never failed that the movies always ended with each of us having hot sex on the living room floor with our lover. Up until now, though, Nate nor I had ever had sex with Mike or Scott.
Mike was an expert cocksucker along the same vein as my precious Nate. He serviced me and coaxed me toward orgasm, but always stopping just short of allowing me to cum. As the expert blowjob continued, Scott, climbed up on the bed and strattled my face. His semi-erect 7 inch dick, glistening with pre-cum, pulsating just inches from my mouth. As the sexual tension continued to build, I could wait no longer, I hungrily swallowed Scott's gorgeous tool. In a matter of minutes, he poured his hot jism down my throat. What an incredible flavor he offered.
I, on the otherhand, was aching to shoot my own load, but the expert who was servicing my meat would not let me go over the edge. As Scott dismounted, Mike stopped sucking and re-positioned himself above my face and offered me HIS 6 inch, thick meat. As Scott went to clean up, Nate emerged from the shower and announced, "That's TWO, birthday boy!"
I sucked Mike for all I was worth. Having no mouth on my own cock, I reached down and began jacking myself off, hoping, wanting, and needing to get off. After two or three stokes, someone grabbed my hand and removed it from my dick. "Nope, Brian, you don't get to cum yet. There's too much yet to do," Nate announced.
I dutifully kept my hands off my pulsating cock, and continued to fellate my handsome neighbor. Mike as 19, and very slim. He had cleancut, boyish features, and would be regarded as a fem by some. But, to me he was a beautiful young creature. I worked on his chubby, filled with the desire to taste his semen.
I licked his balls and the underside of his fat dick. "Brian, I'm gonna cum!" he shouted. "I'm cumming. I'm cummmmmmminnnnnnggggg!" That skinny young lad shot a load in my mouth like none other I'd ever had. He came in spurts, some of which ran down the side of my mouth. I couldn't swallow it all. As he dismounted, Mike bent down and gave me a soft, wonderful kiss. He swept his tongue across my lips, trying to taste his own juices. He licked the side of my mouth and my cheeks, licking up every drop of jism that I had not been able to keep in my mouth. What a turn-on it was to watch and feel this gorgeous man eat his own cum.
"That's THREE!" cried Nate. "Now get yourself out of bed and jump in the shower. We've all taken off work and we're gonna have a huge day today.!" "One more thing, Bri. Don't even think of cumming just yet. You'll need that load later.
"Jesus," I thought to myself. I was on the verge of cumming without even touching myself. I was about to bust. But, at the same time, I knew that if I did what my friend and lover Nate asked me to do, I would be justly rewarded sooner or later.
I must have set a record for a quick shower. I was in and out in about three minutes. I quickly dressed and prepared to leave.
As we were getting ready to walk out the door, the apartment's doorbell rang. I opened the door and was greeted by Damon. Damon was my best friend from junior high and high school. We had virtually grown up together. Damon was a hot dude and always had a cheerleader or other gorgeous girl for a girlfriend. Damon was a football player, basketball player, and musician in the school's band. He had always been popular with both the girls and guys. Damon is a true friend. During the times that I was struggling to find my sexual identity, Damon was there for me. When I was starting to deal with the possibility of discovering my homosexuality, Damon just listened to me. He never put me down, and he never was repulsed when I shared my feelings with him. Though he was as straight as an arrow, Damon was the best friend a gay guy could ever have. He is always interested in me and my love life. My being gay is just as normal to Damon as being straight is to him.
"Happy Birthday, Bri!" Damon proclaimed as he walked in the door. He came forward and gave me a friendly hug. "I'm your chauffeur today for your birthday trip."
"Well, then let's haul ass!" announced Nate. He kissed me on the lips, grabbed my hand and led our troupe out the door to Damon's van.
"Let the festivities begin!" proclaimed Damon as he pointed the large conversion van toward the interstate. In a matter of minutes, we had come to Interstate 64 and started motoring east towards Mt. Vernon. A few miles past the Scott AFB exit, we pulled off at the Mid-America Airport exit, turned left, and then turned left again and got back on the interstate heading back towards St. Louis. Moments later, we pulled off at a rest stop. We pulled to a stop and Nate jumped out. "I gotta go to the bathroom. Anyone else need to go?"
"Hell, no, Nate!" I replied. "We just left the apartment 10 minutes ago!"
Damon's conversion van was a full sized model with two captain's chairs behind the driver and passenger and a bench seat across the back. It was plush, comfortable and extremely roomy. One could easily sleep in the van if forced to on a long trip. Three or four minutes passed before the side door came open and Nate stood at the opening. "Look what I found for you, birthday boy!" Nate stated proudly. Standing beside him was a handsome fellow in his mid-twenties. Sandy blond hair, medium build, wire-rimmed glasses, white t-shirt and lightweight khaki shorts set off this 5'9" young gent. He was well tanned and had a blue bandana tied around his neck.
"This is Jordan, Brian," announced Nate. "He has something for you."
At this, fair-haired Jordan climbed into the van and joined me on the back bench. Sitting down next to me, he immediately leaned forward and kissed me firmly on the lips while taking his right hand and reaching for my crotch. With his left hand, he expertly unzipped his pants and a seven inch uncut cock sprung forth. I love foreskins, and this one was extra special, for on the underside of his cock, just below the head, his foreskin was pierced and held a ? inch gold hoop. What a sexy site it was.
We broke the kiss and I reached toward this beautiful piece of manhood while Jordan continued to fish for my own penis, which was growing hard for the fourth time in this young day. "Maybe they'll let me cum this time," I thought to myself.
Jordan stood up in the van as best he could. Still in much of a crouch, he took his bulging and pulsing cock into his hands and held it before me. I inhaled to experience the musky aroma. My mouth watered with anticipation as I looked at the beautiful dick before me, bouncing with every beat of Jordan's pulse.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I threw myself forward and took his entire cock, hoop ring and all, into my mouth and down my throat. I was completely overcome with lust as my appetite for cock became uncontrollable. I suddenly found myself a cock crazed animal. All I could think about was having cock, cock and more cock. I had to have Jordan and I had to taste his spooge oozing down my throat. Nothing else mattered. I gave the blowjob of my life as I teased him, licking his shaft, taking his balls into my mouth, and licking the sensitive underside of his manhood. Soon a drop of pre-cum appeared on the tip of Jordan's dick. My pointed tongue immediately targeted the slit and I orally milked every molecule of pre-cum from his dick that I possibly could. It was sweet, and oh so delicious. I had to have more. At this particular moment, my own sexual gratification and pending orgasm was put on hold. My sole purpose for my next breath was to entice a hot load of spunk out of this hot little man's throbbing bone
And just like that, he was gone.
"What is this, some kind of countdown?" I asked.
"As a matter of fact, it is" replied my straight buddy Damon. "We're giving you a '21 Gun Salute' to celebrate your 21st birthday. The fourth gun just fired!" The van full of four other men, all friends and loved ones, erupted in laughter.
"Oh, my, what a gift!" was all I could say. "Twenty-one cocks? All in one day?"
"Yes, sir!" answered Damon. Though he was straight as an arrow, I loved this man because he was so open minded with my gay lifestyle. How supportive could a friend possibly be?
The van continued to be filled with laughter, which was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the sliding door. We had been so busy conversing and enjoying one another's company that we did not see the guy walk up. He was a young, tall, African-American fellow. Somewhere between 18 and 22 years old, I would've guessed. Dressed in a baggy white FUBU undershirt, a single gold chain around his neck, a clean, white sweatband around his head and some low-riding baggy shorts were set off by black, high-tech tennis shoes.
Mike lowered the window. "Hey, man. I hear a man can get his dick sucked in here. Any truth to that?"
Still in my cock starved state, my single response was, "You better believe it. Get in here in the back!"
Without hesitation, the door slid open and the young, chocolate colored Adonis stepped in.
"I don't have time for small talk or chit-chat," I heard myself saying. "Just get in here and feed me that ebony cock of yours!"
The low-riding shorts came down easy, as did the silk boxers. True to my wildest expectation, the young stud was packing about 9 inches of brown love tool. I dove for the object of my current lust and commenced to deep throat the whole thing.
Men have often commented on my cocksucking prowess, and this was no different. Sounds of pleasure escaped the lips of this beautiful ebony god. The mere size of his dick would have been intimidating under normal circumstances, but my animalistic need to feast on cocks of any size or shape threw all inhibitions out the window. Nothing at the time could possibly compare to the feel of his cock sliding between my lips and down my throat. Occasionally I would remove his cock from my mouth and lick, nibble and kiss the underside of his shaft. I would gently take his scrotum in my teeth and seek to take one of his massive balls into my mouth. He enjoyed the service I was so happily providing him, but my animal instincts mandated that I have that gorgeous chunk of meet stuffed in my mouth.
My sheer drive to receive his seed caused me to provide this young brown cock an expert oral servicing. In no time, his moaning, his breathing, and his thrusting motion let me know that he was about to shoot his hot load. A short, masculine scream was the only prelude to the sticky load that erupted from his gun. It's taste was delightfully delicious. After two bursts of his wonderful ejaculation, my black lover of the moment hastily pulled his still hard cock from my mouth, stuffed in back into his pants and quickly turned to leave. His only words were, "That's FIVE, motherfucker." And he was gone.
I was left in another terrible state. It was just a bit past 9:00 in the morning. I had sucked five gorgeously different cocks and was carrying five loads of semen in my stomach. And yet, my own crescendoed sexual tension had gone unsatisfied. I had to cum. Soon.
A few minutes to clean up and tidy up and our van was soon cruising westward back towards St. Louis. Moments later, the van slowed down and we pulled of Highway 159 and up to the giant shopping mall. Because it was not yet 10:00 a.m. there were just a handful of cars in the expansive parking lot. We pulled up to the north side of the mall. Scott led us from the van to a side door that was apparently a back entrance to one of the hundreds of shops. "What is this guy up to?" I thought to myself.
"Time for your first birthday gift, Brian. This one comes with love from Mike and me." Scott knocked on the door and a moment later it opened.
"Hi, Mike. We've been expecting you," said the twenty-something greeter. He welcomed Mike with a hug and a kiss on the lips. He greeted everyone else with a handshake, a hand on the shoulders and a "Welcome, please do come in." He finally turned to me and said, "And this must be the guest of honor. Hi, I'm Ryan. I'm the store manager. Your friends have arranged this private shopping experience prior to our opening just for you. I hope you enjoy yourself."
I was led in and discovered that we had come into the back room of one of the hippest and trendiest men's fashion shops in the entire city. Cutting edge and extreme fashion surrounded us on the walls and the many floor racks. I was led to the center of the store that contained several large easy chairs and a bank of mirrors. Just behind were a series of several dressing rooms.
"Mike and I are getting you some new threads for your birthday. You try them on. We'll pick them out, and pay for them, and you enjoy them," announced Scott.
Ryan, the store manager, was joined by another employee. "Brian, this is Mitch. He'll be assisting me in measuring you and selecting your fashions today. Now, Brian, won't you please stand and let's get you fixed up."
I stood before the two clothiers. Ryan and Mitch both held tape measures. They promptly went to work and started measuring and recording my waist, inseam, sleeve length, neck size, chest, and so forth. "Okay, Brian, now we need you to remove all your clothes so we can fit you in your first outfit."
I willingly obliged the hunky salesman. He was cute, bleached-blonde, slim, and talked with a slight lisp. I then learned that the lisp was caused by a huge stud that had been inserted into his pierced tongue. Upon a closer look, I also learned that Ryan was pierced in the eyebrow and both ears held multiple piercings. It was indeed a sexy site. I stripped down to my socks and underwear and waited for Ryan and Mitch to emerge from the backroom. Only Ryan returned, and upon seeing me he repeated, "Brian, I asked you to remove all your clothes. I did mean all of them, please, sir."
Hell, by this time of the day, my friends had either been orally serviced by me or had watched me suck sufficient cock. All inhibitions were gone. I removed by Calvin Klein briefs and socks and stood before my four friends and lovers and Ryan. Ryan saw me in all of my naked glory and stopped for a moment just to look me over. "My, oh my. You are a cute one, Brian." He reached up and tweaked one of my nipples. Mitch then emerged from the back room. He was carrying a white knit shirt with red stripes and some black leather pants. Oh yes. And he was totally naked as he delivered the first ensemble.
His cock was hard and standing out, almost parallel to the ground. He wasn't as big as any of the other dicks I'd seen today, but his body was completely shorn of hair. He had no pubes, and the site of his hairless body was a turn on.
"Let's try that shirt," announced Ryan. I reached out to accept the shirt in order to put it on, but Ryan insisted that he dress me himself. I held my arms outward and upward and he slipped the shirt onto my arms. This was exquisite cotton material that felt soft and airy. As he pulled the shirt down and had it covering my head, he stopped for just a second. During that second, I felt lips surround themselves around my exposed cock. As Ryan finished pulling the shirt into place I looked down to see Mitch fellating my pounding dick. It was obvious that he knew what he was doing and enjoyed what he was doing. The shirt fit tight and accentuated my torso, showing off my tight stomach and broad shoulders. As good as the shirt felt, it was nothing compared to the ecstatic sensation of the tight lipped cock sucker paying homage to my dick. I stood, weak legged, and eyes closed savoring the complete feeling of total pleasure. Orgasm was just seconds away.
Suddenly Mitch stopped and inched away from my throbbing meat. He remained in a kneeling position and started to jerk his own cock and masturbate before me. Without a word, Ryan stepped before me with a pair of soft leather pants, offering them for me to step into. I lifted the right leg and then the left and stepped into the ultra soft calf skin slacks. He pulled them up over my thighs and around my waist. Before fastening them, Ryan informed me that, "these are party pant, Brian. You see they have a double zipper. This allow you to keep the waist band fastened and yet unzip, and have your cock out and remain so without discomfort. You'll love that feature. In fact. Let us demonstrate how they work."
Ryan fumbled with the twin zippers for a moment and then pulled the buttery leather pants the rest of the way up and secured the waist band. With the double zipper open, the pants lived up to Ryan's description. My pants were in position, and my pulsating cock was comfortably exposed. Mitch crawled back over and resumed his task where he had left off a few minutes ago. He swallowed my dick down his throat. He gently pushed me back and into one of the big easy chairs. I leaned back into the chair and allowed myself to be treated to a fantastic blowjob. As I slunk back into the oversized chair, Ryan quickly disrobed and climbed onto the arms of the chair facing me. He offered his gorgeous 7 inch cock to my hungry mouth.
Now animal lust took complete control of my body. A talented mouth sucked on my pulsating member while I provided simultaneous service to Ryan's incredible penis. In just a couple of minutes, Ryan let out a manly groan and spilled his load onto my tongue. I felt its' heat run down my throat. What a great throat soother this stuff is! Mitch continued working on me and orgasm again approached. Ryan then removed his softening dick from my mouth and got down off the chair. He and Mitch then traded places. Ryan knelt before me and Mitch mounted the chair's arms, grabbed his dick in his right hand and shook it before my face. I opened wide and received his hairless heater. Ryan's pierced tongue was amazing. He worked that studded tongue up and down my shaft. When he took my dickhead into his mouth, the stud tickled the underside of my cock just beneath the head. What a sensation. Meanwhile, Mitch was thrusting in unision with the bobbing of my head.
"God, guys. Please let me cum this time. I'm gonna explode!" was all I could say.
"Okay," answered Nate.
That was all I needed. With the permission of my lover, I felt a physical, emotional, and mental release like I never before had experienced. Every nerve in my body was completely sensitive to what was happening. The combination of Mitch's shaved dick in my mouth and Ryan's pierced tongue working my own dick finally put me over the edge. As Mitch began pouring his load into my mouth, I finally released my own and ejaculated into the back of Ryan's throat. It was perhaps the most intense orgasm I had ever felt.
Thanks to good advanced planning, Ryan and Mitch had plenty of things on hand to help us clean up after our love session. With only minutes until the store was to open, my two newest lovers scurried around the store and put together three other ensembles for me. I kept the hot shirt and double-zippered leather pants on for our next stop. They helped me to accessorize the outfit with a studded leather choker and matching leather bracelets. They also set me up with the proper shoes and socks. No underwear, though. "Underwear is not allowed in this store," Ryan informed. As the other items were wrapped and the bill paid, Ryan and Mitch stepped forward. They each held a gift-wrapped box. "Happy birthday, Brian. Here's a little something from me. Now don't be a stranger." He handed me the box and gave me a sexy, tonsil tickling kiss.
Mitch stepped forward. "This is the pants to match what Ryan gave you. Happy birthday, Brian." Followed by another incredible kiss.
As we prepared to step out of the back door of the store, everyone exchanged hand-shakes, hugs and some kisses. As I turned to leave, Mitch stepped forth and said, "That's SIX." Ryan leaned forward and whispered to me, "That's SEVEN." "Let's do it again soon."
oh I just don't know where to begin love just doesn't wait forever it's now or never but she keeps him hanging on the silly cheering her on she says she can't go home without a chaperon
CHORUS: accidents will happen they're only hit and run you used to be a victim now you're not the only one accidents will happen they're only hit and run I don't want to hear it 'cause I know what I've done
there's so many fish in the sea that only rise up in a sweat of smoke like mercury but they keep you hanging on they say you're so young your mind is made up but your mouth is undone
CHORUS
and it's the damage that we do you'll never know it's the words that we don't say that scare me so there are so many people to see so many people you can check upon and add to your collection but they keep you hanging on until you're well hung your mouth is made up but your mind is undone
The sun will burn a hole right through
your parasols The clouds so sick they've split in two
from aerosols The air will fill your lungs with fists
for ev'ry breath 'til future days when life exists
to mirror death
So you're wondering why They put heaven on high Why the gods don't visit us anymore And you lift your eye To the deep blue sky: The only way out is up
And so you hire a bird to sing your songs And you buy her a tree to start things off And you wire the words through lines of leaves And you hope that she shows when comes the sun She may never sing She may never show But you don't know
The lake, the sea: the tireless gloves
where nature's hand Still holds her sceptre far above
her bastard, man The shore where centuries of sand
through waves have raced Invites a swim, but think where man
deposits waste
So you're wondering why They put heaven on high Why the angles tolerate pillowy floors As you lift your eye To the birth blue sky: The only way out is up
And so you hire a bird to sing your songs And you buy her a tree to start things off And you wire the words through lines of leaves And you hope that she shows when comes the sun She may never sing She may never show But you don't know
have you ever tasted a mouthful of your own semen?
it's not so bad really. if i were a girl i imagine i'd suck lots of dick.
since this is my last post for the day, i figure i'll give a shoutout to neko, for pointing me to exploit code which affected my NetBSD machine until about an hour ago.
oh yeah, haters can orally coax the feces from my leather donut and manually separate the bacteria into alphabetical order.
When I had you to myself, I didn't want you around Those pretty faces always make you stand out in a crowd But someone picked you from the bunch, one glance is all it took Now it's much too late for me to take a second look
Oh baby, give me one more chance (To show you that I love you) Won't you please let me back in your heart Oh darlin', I was blind to let you go (Let you go, baby) But now since I've seen you in his arms (I want you back) Oh I do now (I want you back) Ooh ooh baby (I want you back) Yeah yeah yeah yeah (I want you back) Na na na na
Trying to live without your love is one long sleepness night Let me show you, girl, that I know wrong from right Every street you walk on, I leave tear stains on the ground Following the girl I didn't even want around
Let me tell ya now Oh baby, all I need is one more chance (To show you that I love you) Won't you please let me back in your heart Oh darlin', I was blind to let you go (Let you go, baby) But now since I've seen you in his arms
All I want! All I need... All I want! All I need!
Oh, just one more chance To show you that I love you Baby baby baby baby baby baby! (I want you back) Forget what happened then (I want you back) And let me live again!
Oh baby, I was blind to let you go But now since I've seen you in his arms (I want you back) Spare me of this cost (I want you back) Give me back what I lost! Oh baby, I need one more chance, hah I'd show you that I love you Baby, oh! Baby, oh! Baby, oh! I want you back! I want you back!
Slashdot Mirror
o|t-s- - -s-t- - s.o /(o)-(o)\ /_)fo f /s | / /\ s\ `\ | | /\ | o/ |
|f I kill ||
t |t everything t|
ss| I fux0r |s
|| _ _ _ _ o _ _ ||
t ' - o -s. t -t- -s'
t s| | o _|/
o s s | |s t" ".
oo f | f
t s
f o s |s)|s '- o
t \_o|\ '.o_s.' / |\/ft
o f | |f\ \_/ / _|so'/
o t f|_|\ f.t__s/ \f)
f t t \ \_/\_o/\__ o|s=|
fft \ f
o s f \ \\o/ s \| |
s st `\
; || f |\____/
t s o |fs|| |
* g o a t s e x aigao a tus eix * g o i tis a x * /e | aC __o_)/ i uo (i_u__; |_/ ut /\| e C______) W3RD e(_a_; ie o\ i s // o/ ei e\ ue /u a| u | u\ i o |t
g a ou o e o a g
e / \a e io o i o / \ uo
a| | ee \ uoi e | i | a
t| ` oe o u i u e:e t
se o eu o i | u \| e e o i s
e \ | u / \\io --e_u\\ ai eoe
x u i/ _--~~ o--__| \u uu | e x
* \ \_-~ i o e e-_e oo| o *
g o \a \uu e ----o--- i____i\| o g
o e \i \______//o_ ___ _ (_(_e;u \ | o
au aa\ a C ___a __u___e(e(___o; | / i a
t
saa /
e i | ( i_C___e_)\___o__a
i | ua |__ \\_e____ia_// (__/ iu|e x
uiu | \ \_u__)a `--o- u --' ee | *
g u aa \_eieiu i o_e\ a/_ i a _o | u
o | o oo a / |u a \a o a e
a | auei | o o e ia o e | a
a ua i /
o a ee/u/ \_u/\___/u e| i us
e | o / e u|a i e |iu ii|i
x | e u | e | a e|o u |a a |e
* g o a toa o x * g o a t s e xu* geo a t s eux *
first post. yeah.
eat it.
nig
Perhaps you're thinking of the popular time-waster app "Gnumeric".
sssssss uu uu ccccc kk kk mm mm yy yy rrrrrr ooooo dddddd
ss uu uu cc kk kk mmm mmm yy yy rr rr oo oo dd dd
sssssss uu uu cc kkkk mm mmm mm yyyy rrrrrr oo oo dd dd
ss uu uu cc kk kk mm m mm yy rr rr oo oo dd dd
sssssss uuuuu ccccc kk kk mm mm yy rr rr ooooo dddddd
ffffff pppppp nnn nn iiii ggggg zzzzzz
ff pp pp nnnn nn ii gg zz
fffff pppppp nn nnnn ii gg gggg zz
ff pp nn nnn ii gg gg zz
ff pp nn nnn iiii ggggg zzzzzz
gr33tz: dk, gnr/tlg, klarck, ras, rws, xdf
shoutz: moms, pops, Allah, the CLIT, MC Rob Base & DJ E-Z Rock
death by a THOUSAND nigs: spork_testicle, Editors, you.
how are you gentlemen?
brown skinned woman make a preacher lay his Bible down
jet-black woman make a jackrabbit hump a hound
I was always an avid reader. Now I had broken up with my girlfriend, I had more time to read.
I shared a flat with my mate James. He worked for a local software house, whereas I was a student. I was home most of the day and he came home late. Both of us were in the same position however, his girlfriend had left him to go to America not one month ago.
About a week ago, James came into my room. "Mate, I'm bored shitless. Have you got a book I can read?"
"Yeah sure," I said, and reached over for one from the shelf. I chose one at random, not really thinking about what it was about, or its implications.
"Cheers." He said, and left.
Now a week later, James was back in my room.
"Strange book that mate." He said.
I took it off him. "What was it? Oh, I haven't read it yet. Most of these books are ones I picked up at a jumble. What was it about?"
"About a guy finding his sexual orientation."
"Ah." I said. How embarrassing. "Okay. Sorry about that."
He shrugged. "Never mind." He said, and wandered back into his room.
I thought over what he said. I had never ever had sex with a guy. I thought about it once or twice, but never wanted to try it. I picked up the book I had lent him, and skipped through it. I stopped at one part where the main character asked to try gay sex with his best friend; his excuse was that no one would find out, because they would keep it to themselves, and at least they knew that they were both clean, and nothing to worry about.
I put the book down, and walked into James' room.
"Erm, ah, you know that book?" I asked.
He looked as if he knew what I wanted. "Yes?"
"Have you ever thought about doing something like that? I mean, trying it...once, with your mate? You know, it wouldn't be gay would it, we'd only be trying, and we both know we still love girls, it would just be trying, wouldn't it?" I said, nervously.
"Huh, yeah, I suppose I thought about it when I read that book. I thought you gave it to me for that reason. Haha."
"Ha, yeah, well, I didn't. Erm...do you want to try it?" I asked.
"Yeah, okay. But let's just sit and watch some porn or something and then see how we go on."
"Okay, should I go and get a cassette? From the local?"
"Yeah, go for it."
So I quickly ran down to the local porn shop to rent a video. I found a gay one that looked fairly decent and one bi one and handed them to the girl on the counter.
"Are you a member?" She asked.
"No, how do I join?"
She handed me a form. "I need something to prove you are eighteen, and you must fill out this form."
I handed her my driving licence, which she approved, and filled out the form.
"Oh, Gay Lovers in Action, and Bi-sexual Lingerie Fantasies. You bi-sexual then?" She asked. Why was this twenty-year-old girl questioning me?
"Errr...no, not exactly." I replied.
She smiled and stroked my cheek. "You don't need to be ashamed you know. I'm bi-sexual too. I'd love to meet a guy who would fuck me while he was being fucked up the ass."
Now she was turning me on. "Maybe I could come round and join you one day?" She continued. "And look, bi-sexual Lingerie Fantasies. So you like transvestites, or you are a secret tranny?"
"No, I'm not." And to be honest, I never even thought of it.
"Well, if I can come round one day, I'll bring some really sexy underwear for you and your boyfriend to try on. Maybe you'll like it, and you'll become a tranny. What do you think?"
"Erm, well I don't know. I'll let you know." I was really interested in getting this girl back to the flat one day, but only because she was drop dead gorgeous! Tall, thin, long black hair, which she kept pushing behind her left ear, and an innocent smile.
"Well, enjoy the films. Don't shag too much." She said.
I said thanks and left.
When I got home, I told James what happened. He laughed it off, saying it was definitely only a one-time thing and that I would have to find another boy to share with the girl.
James put in the film called Bi-sexual Lingerie Fantasies. It was only 5 minutes in and I was rock hard. I wasn't sure if it was thanks to the film or the fact that I would be making love to the guy sitting next to me. Either way, none of us had the nerve to make the first move.
As we watched one transvestite dressed in sexy green lingerie fuck another transvestite in a red corset up the arse while another licked out a woman, I decided to go for broke. I unzipped James' trousers and pulled them off. James got all-tense. I lifted off his t-shirt, leaving him in only his boxers.
I got undressed completely. Then I pulled out James' rigid penis and started to play with it. He was really nervous.
"I think we'd both better just relax." I reassured him. "Think about it James. We are both clean, we are both really turned on by this, and nobody can find out! Can they?"
I relaxed a bit. "No they can't."
"So, we can try this just the once. At least we can say to ourselves we've done it, and we know what it's like!"
"Okay." James reached over and started to pump my nine-inch penis. James had a similar size to me, just a bit thinner.
We watched the film a bit, tugging at each other's dicks. Then James leaned over and kissed my lips. It was just like a female kiss, but the whole feeling of kissing another boy made we shiver with excitement. I worked my way down his neck, kissing and sucking. When I reached the join of his neck to his shoulder I sucked harder, at the same time I pumped his penis harder. He suddenly shuddered, wrapping his arms around my back pulling my face harder into his neck. He came hard, pumping cum all over my hand and body.
We kissed again while I pumped the last of his cum out of his dick, then he suddenly pulled away.
"I can't do this." He said, pulling as far away as possible.
"Mate, have you ever dreamt about something while wanking, and then after you came, you thought, 'god, why did I think about that??'?" I asked.
"Yeah, I did." He replied.
"Well that's this! It's just a feeling, it's just hormones. If you come back to me here, and let me continue to rub you, you'll feel good again. You just have to beat the hormones!" He thought about it, then came back over to me.
I started to rub his cum all over his body. Nipping at his neck. On the TV, we watched two transvestites in really sexy satin chemises; fuck a woman in her pussy and mouth, while another transvestite took the man fucking the woman's pussy up the arse.
James started to respond. His dick was already hard again, and now he was rubbing me all over. I moved my mouth down to his nipples and sucked on them.
"Sorry about that Paul." He said.
I looked up at him. "No problem sweetheart." I smiled, as if it was a joke. He smiled back.
"Those transvestites are actually pretty sexy." He said.
"Well, you still have your ex-girlfriend's clothes here. Maybe after this, if we want to experiment a bit more, we can try them on?" I replied.
He smiled. "Yeah, that'd be cool."
I kissed him on the lips, and our tongues mingled for a few minutes. Then I moved down his body, and put his penis, which was still covered in his cum, into my mouth. The cum tasted slightly salty, but not as bad as most girls made out. I bobbed up and down on his cock, running my tongue along.
James dropped his head back. "My god, this is the best blowjob ever!!"
I continued sucking until he start shuddering again. He grabbed my head and forced it further onto his dick. "Uuuuaarrrggghhhh!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed as jets of cum hit the back of my throat. I sucked out more and more and tried to swallow as much as possible. Eventually I sat back and smiled at James, cum dripping from the side of my mouth. I pushed it back into my mouth and swallowed.
"What was it like?" James asked.
"It actually tasted quite nice!" I replied. "And I enjoyed sucking your cock. I think I'll continue doing this in the future. Only with you though, if you don't mind."
He smiled, "no, that was nice. You can blow me any time you like. I've got that feeling again, but not as bad as last time."
I kissed him on the lips and held him tight. "Don't worry, it'll go away."
And it did. The film had finished, so James went to put the other one in. We started to watch it. It was a group of young guys swimming suddenly have a gang-bang.
My hard-on still hadn't gone down, and now James was hard for a third time. James said it was his turn to blow me. He went down on my dick and sucked and licked, trying to imitate my moves. It felt brilliant as I ran a hand through his hair. At the same time, I took in what was going on in the film. The studly cleanly shaven boys were all having anal sex.
"Oh my god. Ah baby I'm gonna come! Yes James baby suck me!" Then in an instant I filled his mouth with my come. I suddenly felt that feeling James had, that this was wrong, but I overcame it by grabbing James and kissing him, hard. I tasted my come in his mouth, even though he had swallowed most of it.
"You called me baby." He said, smiling as he held me tight, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Yeah, I was taken in my the moment." I apologised.
James laughed. "I don't mind," he ran a hand through my hair, then pulled me towards him. "That was quite nice. I enjoyed that. Okay, so I think we can give each other blowjobs from now on, okay?"
"Yeah, sure." I said, smiling.
"And you, sweetheart;" James ran a finger down the crack of my ass, and started rubbing my hole. He worked it slightly in and out. "Can call me baby anytime when we're doing it."
I beamed. "Okay baby."
He pushed his middle finger all the way up me as we kissed. We turned to watch the screen. It focused in on one of the guy's dicks going in and out of the man's arse.
"That guy is very beautiful." James said. "You ready to do it?" He got up and pulled out a tube of KY Jelly from a drawer. As he walked back over to me, I looked at his long penis sticking out at full mast. "Get on all fours and face the telly."
I got into the position he said; my penis was hard again. He got back on the bed and positioned himself behind me. Then he squeezed a large amount of KY onto his fingers, and worked it up my bottom, then on his penis. As I watched six guys fucking on the telly, I felt the tip of James' penis press against my hole. I tried to relax as much as possible, but as the head of his penis went inside me, I cried out in pain. James asked if he should stop, but I told him to go on.
He pressed another two inches in, and asked if I was okay.
"Yeah, it hurts, but now in a weird way. It's quite nice. Keep going." I said.
I felt filled up as he pressed what felt like another five inches in. Then I felt his body touching my buttocks.
"I'm all the way in." he announced.
"Then fuck me babe, fuck me!" I shouted.
He pumped in and out of me, god I was in heaven! It felt so good, I didn't want it to end. My penis was buzzing. I tried to turn my head to see James' expression. He was smiling.
"How's it feel Paul?"
"OH! UNBELIEVABLE!!!" I screamed!
"Ah honey, for me too!!!"
He bucked and rode me hard. Then he pulled out and turned me over. I put my legs on his shoulders and he pushed back into me. Once he was fully inside, he leaned over and we kissed. Then he kept on pumping, faster and faster.
"Oh baby. Yeah Paul, baby. OH I LOVE YOU!!!" He came inside me. I could feel his warmth splattering my insides! He collapsed on top of me. I stroked his hair and back as I could feel his penis shrink. "How was it Paul?" He kissed my neck and ears.
"It was great!" I replied.
"Sorry about the love you thing, heat of the moment, you know?"
"Hey, don't worry about it babe. We're lying here together, you've just taken my virgin ass, so I don't think it matters."
"Cool. My turn!" Said James.
I turned him over to face the telly and KYed his hole, rubbed some on my dick, and started to press against his hole. On the TV, two guys were making love side by side on a bed, it was such a turn on. I pressed harder against James' hole and went in. James shrieked in pain, but I ignored it, I knew what would come next. I continued to push, inch after inch, till I was completely in. Then I started to pump in and out of him.
"Oh, god, that's so good." He said.
I continued to fuck him, at the same time, I wanked his penis. I couldn't believe it, he came all over my hand really quickly. Where was he storing all this cum???
I licked most of the cum off my fingers, and fed some to James. Then I felt my orgasm come. I felt like I had burst something, because a massive amount of come filled James' insides, all the time I could feel his own cum run out of my arse.
"Baby, that felt amazing!!!" James said, as he pulled off my penis and jumped on top of me. He hugged me and kissed me all over. "Let's keep doing it, just you and I. You can move in to this room and we can sleep together. Nobody needs to know."
I held him tight and kissed his forehead. "Sure James. I'd love to be your boyfriend."
We kissed and made love all night, this time with no hesitation or nervousness.
We woke up in each other's arms the next morning. It was a Saturday, so no work, and more time for loving! We spent the first hour of the morning having oral sex, and generally cuddling. Then we had a bath together.
While I was eating breakfast, James got a large box down from the cupboard.
"This is all Susan's stuff. I spoke to her recently, saying I was going to throw it away. She said do it, so officially it's our to do with as we please. She took as much as she could with her to the States."
We opened the box. There were some towels, some old books and underneath all that were all her clothes.
I pulled out a pair of red leather trousers, and a rubber tank top. James found the matching rubber skirt. There were plenty of sexy clothes for us to try on; different types of blouse, skirts, tops. Then we found the pot of gold, her underwear bag. She'd obviously taken only her normal underwear, because all her sexy underwear was still there.
James held up a scarlet lacy teddy with suspender straps. "God, I never knew she owned this stuff."
I found myself a dark green basque, with matching sheer stockings. I put them on.
"Hmm...sexy, but I think we should shave our body hair first." James said.
So we did. Then we put on our newfound clothes. First we admired ourselves in the lingerie, then we put on a sexy blouse and skirt. We looked amazing. We felt amazing.
"This feels so nice." James said.
I walked over to him, and we kissed, feeling each other in our new clothes.
"I have to go and return those videos." I said.
"Like that???" He asked.
"No silly. But I will wear the underwear I'm wearing now."
"Won't it be visible under your t-shirt?"
"I'll wear a coat. What about that girl?"
"Try and get her to come round."
I got changed, keeping on the basque and suspenders, and went back to the adult video store. Sure enough, the girl was still there.
"Ah, my friend. How did you like the videos?" She asked.
I smiled. If she can flirt with me, I can back, anyway, the shop was empty.
"They gave us a few ideas. For instance." I lifted my t-shirt up to show her the sexy green lacy basque.
"Oh my god, I think I just came looking at you!" She said. "I have to have you! I have to have you dressed as a woman. Can I come round, please???"
I went behind the counter, lifted her black vinyl skirt, and plunged my fingers into her pussy. I rubbed her really hard a few times, then I got under the desk, pulled her knickers down, and licked her pussy. I continued, even when a customer came in.
"OH!" She let out.
"Excuse me?" Said the man.
"Nothing. There's this really sexy man dressed in sexy women's lingerie underneath this table licking out my pussy." She replied.
The man looked surprised. I nearly burst out laughing.
"Oh, okay." He continued looking for a video, but changed his mind and left.
I stood up, opened my fly, pulled my knickers aside and whipped out my dick. The girl backed up against the desk, and lifted her mini-skirt. In one swift movement, I was in her pussy, fucking her.
She lifted up my t-shirt, feeling the material of the lingerie on my body. Another customer came in, a woman. She saw us fucking and was about to go out when she changed her mind, came over near us, put her hand in her knickers and frigged herself.
All of a sudden the girl I was fucking orgasmed, and I came inside her.
"Quick, let me at her." She said as she jumped off me and dived between the woman's legs. She licked at that pussy like mad, then they lay on the floor and she put her pussy full of my cum over the woman's mouth. They licked at each other like crazy until both shuddered to a massive orgasm.
"Wow, I only came in for a video. This is amazing. That's what you call customer service."
We laughed. The woman left the shop, thanking us for an amazing show.
"I'm Christy." Said the girl.
"Paul, hi." We kissed. "Christy, you are welcome anytime you like at our place. When can you come?"
"Well, my shift ends in an hour, can you wait here with me?"
"Sure. I can use that time to explain about what happened last night."
So I went into detail about what happened. When I finished, Debbie, the girl who was supposed to relieve Christy had already arrived, made herself a coffee, and had listened to half of my story. I had to repeat the other half for her.
"So let me get this straight." Said Christy. "When I flirted with you last night, and you rented those videos, you were still straight?"
"Yes." I replied.
Debbie cut on. "Let me get this straight. Christy, so you're going round to there place now, to have sex with two bi-sexual transvestites, who only discovered they were bi-sexual yesterday?"
"Yes." She said.
Debbie smiled. "You lucky bitch! Give me your address Paul." I gave it to her. "I'm coming round tonight after work. I've been dying to eat Christy's pussy for ages anyway!"
Christy studied her. "Have you? Oh. Well, why didn't you?"
"Didn't know you were that way inclined."
"Cool, then it's settled." I said. "Come round tonight, and we can have one big orgy."
"Woohoo!" Debbie cried.
Christy and I stopped off at her flat to pick up some things. Then we stopped in a wig shop and bought one long curly brown haired wig, and one long straight blond for me.
When we arrived home, James was still dressed in the skirt and blouse. We made the introductions, and I got changed. Christy put the wig on James and made up his make-up. James looked really amazing now. Then Christy did mine.
Christy told us to wait on the bed. "I'm going to get ready. Today is going to be my first gay day."
When Christy returned, she was totally naked, save for the large strap-on penis she had on.
"Okay, I want to feel like you guys, so no sex in my pussy today, okay?"
"Okay."
Christy slowly began to undress us, leaving on only our lingerie. She pulled down my panties, and unclipped James' teddy.
"Now, give each other a blow job." She said.
I climbed on top of James, placed my penis at his lips, and began sucking at his. Christy began rubbing KY jelly on my hole, and pushed her dildo into me. It was unbelievable. I was being fucked up the ass by a girl, while blowing and being blown by the most beautiful boy in the world.
All of a sudden I came in James' mouth. Christy immediately jumped down to kiss him. I saw them passing the fluids between their mouths. James then positioned himself behind me and rammed his penis inside my arse. It didn't hurt because I was already well lubricated. Behind James, Christy was taking his arse.
We were all banging away when the doorbell went.
Christy went to answer. We continued to fuck.
"Hi Debbie!"
"Hi Christy, I see you have your strap-on. Have you got one for me?"
Parties at the Watson place had been held for several years. They took place all year long, but the summer parties-around the pool and hot tub-were the best. This summer had been exceptionally hot and so were the parties. The crowd consisted of faculty from a half dozen local two-year and four-year colleges and a handful of students. Although invitations were never sent out, those who were welcome knew whom they were. Unattractive, overweight guests need not attend. If you were under 18, you didn't get past the door.
Traci was an incoming freshman at a nearby community college who had turned 18 in the spring. She was invited to tonight's party by Judy Clark, a 30-year-old professor at the school, and who also acted as Traci's counselor. The two were as similar in personality as they were opposite in appearance. Traci was tall and thin with shoulder length blonde hair. Judy was a short brunette, darker and curvier than Traci. Both women were well tanned from the summer. Judy had smiled at Traci earlier in the week when she said Traci would have ample opportunity at the party to show off her bronze body.
Before the parties were over, the vast majority of guests would be at least partially undressed. No female around the pool or hot tub would have a top on; either by their own choice or at the hands of a male guest. Nudity was not unheard of, but sexual activity was generally confined to the various rooms in the house.
Judy's full breasts had been enjoyed by many men at previous parties and she knew they would appreciate Traci's petite, hour glass figure...especially her small, round ass.
They arrived a little before 11 p.m. John Watson met them at the door and let them in with a welcoming smile. John was a muscular, athletic man in his mid 30s with broad shoulders under his tank top. He quickly eyed Traci's lithe body as Judy introduced her. John explained where drinks and food could be found, then left the women alone.
The house was filled with noise. Music, voices and laughter seemed to come from every corner. Judy and Traci proceeded to the bar. While mixing their favorite drinks, a voice called for Judy. From the door leading to the pool the women saw a couple waving to them.
"Oh, there's Linda and Tom," Judy said. "We'll be right there," she yelled to them over the din.
Linda was a tall woman in her early 30s with long, straight brown hair. The hair hung in front of her, partially covering her otherwise naked breasts. Tom was a slightly older man in a bathing suit, his arm around Linda's waist, a thumb inside her bikini bottoms.
With drinks in hand, Traci and Judy walked over to where Linda and Tom stood. Introductions were made and the four decided to sit outside by the pool and hot tub.
The area was busy with guests mingling, but the foursome was able to find a table and enough chairs for everyone to sit. Traci surveyed the patio and yard surrounding them. Large and small groups of people sat or stood in the dimly lit area. More than one couple could be seen standing with the man behind the woman, hands cupping her naked breasts, his bathing suit covered cock grinding against her ass. Beyond the pool, shadowy forms could be seen on the ground rolling on towels. At the hot tub, rules seemed to prohibit anybody entering with a bathing suit on.
Traci saw Judy eyeing what appeared to be a student in his early 20s entering the tub, his thick cock swaying freely as he stepped in. When the young man sat down, women on both sides kissed him, their hands out of sight.
Traci's and Judy's attention was brought back to their table when Tom said, "I'm glad you could make it Judy. I hope you plan on taking your usual swim before you leave."
"Yes, Tom. I'll take my shirt off for you if you want," Judy said smiling. Tom laughed.
Small talk was exchanged and Tom offered to get new drinks for everyone. Traci and Judy agreed on refills and Tom disappeared into the house. He returned a few minutes later and handed the drinks around. He watched the women and smiled.
About fifteen minutes later, he said, "Let's go inside. I want to show Traci some of the special rooms they have in there. You'll love this." Traci looked at Judy, who smiled and nodded.
They moved toward the house, weaving through the crowd with drinks in hand. Traci immediately felt lightheaded, but passed it off as strong drinks. By the time they got to the door, she had difficulty finding the step up. She bumped into Judy, who said with a slur, "Oops, I lost my balance." They staggered into the house and the noise, both seeing a whirling blur of light.
"This way," they barely heard Tom say. He was walking in front of them, looking back. Linda trailed behind. They entered a hallway and Traci instantly felt claustrophobic. She reached out with her free hand and touched the wall. Judy stumbled over Traci's foot and nearly fell. Their drinks splashed over the edge of the glasses. Neither could focus further than three feet in front of them.
They followed Tom into a large, dimly lit bedroom. Both Traci and Judy grabbed the nearest piece of furniture to hold themselves up.
"Here," Tom said to Traci. "Take a drink." He took the drink from Traci's hand and put it to her mouth. Instinctively, or without the ability to refuse, Traci drank. He did the same with Judy.
Setting the drinks on top of the dresser Traci leaned against, he took her arm and led her to the side of the king size bed in the room. "Sit down," he said.
Traci obeyed. Her body went limp and her eyes began to close. Linda, meanwhile, had walked Judy to the opposite side of the bed and sat her down.
Tom looked at Traci and said, "Traci, I'll let you sleep but you need to get undressed first. OK?"
Traci nodded, but said nothing.
"Judy, can you hear me?" Tom asked.
"Yes," Judy said faintly.
"Can you do me a favor and get undressed so you can lay down?"
Judy nodded her head.
"OK, girls. Go ahead and start undressing. Linda and I will be here to help you," Tom said.
Without hesitation, both women began stripping. Judy pulled her tank top over her head, revealing a pair of firm, round tits. Traci had worn a bikini under her t-shirt. It covered a small portion of her ample, tanned breasts. She unsnapped and unzipped her shorts before sliding them down her legs. Tom grabbed them around the knees and pulled them off, along with Traci's shoes. Traci reached behind her and struggled with the bikini top's tie strings. She managed to pull it open and slipped out of the top. Her breasts, while not as large as Judy's, were nicely shaped with erect, pink nipples.
Judy removed her shorts and panties with help from Linda. Traci lowered her bikini bottoms until they slid down her legs and to the floor. Tom stared intently at the closely shaven, pale colored area around her pussy. Her hips and thighs were silky smooth and deeply tanned.
"Good," Tom said enthusiastically. "Now, go ahead and lay down."
The women simultaneously swung their legs up to the bed, scooted toward the pillows and lay on their backs. Traci could make out figures around the bed, but could not focus on faces. Her body felt warm. Tingling sensations ran through her legs and arms. She moved her fingers over her thighs, enjoying the light touch.
She and Judy heard Tom's voice through the fog that surrounded them. "Can you touch your breasts, girls?"
As if controlled by a machine, their hands moved to their tits and they began kneading them gently.
"Good. Does it feel good to squeeze your nipples?"
Both women put their nipples between thumb and forefinger and manipulated them. "Oh, yes," Judy murmurred.
"Does that make you horny?" he asked.
Traci nodded in consent. Judy moved her right hand down to her pussy and massaged her clit.
"Traci," Tom said softly. "Play with your pussy for me."
Traci's legs separated slightly. Her hand found her pussy lips and followed them up to her clit. She slid her middle finger up and down until stopping on top of her clit. She made small circular motions over it, moaning softly.
During this process of self-arousal, Tom and Linda had stripped and a couple other guests had entered the room. Tom stood naked on Traci's side of the bed, his cock already semi-erect. He ran his fingers over it as Traci played with herself. He leaned forward and put his hand over her left tit. He traced around the base of her tit before cupping nearly the entire thing in his big hand. He squeezed it several times before once again stroking his cock, bringing it to full erection.
He climbed onto the bed and placed himself between Traci's legs. In a brief moment of reduced but clear awareness, Traci struggled to get out from under the object above her. But Tom grabbed her wrists and pinned them against the bed beside her head. He lowered his head and put his mouth over her left tit.
"No, no," she panted.
Tom sucked on the nipple, running his tongue back and forth over it. Traci's young breast flattened against her chest with the force of his mouth closing over it again. He licked her nipple harder. It was growing longer with each attack of his tongue and Traci's struggling was subsiding.
He moved to the other breast and pressed his entire body down onto hers. His hard cock lay between their flattened stomachs. Judy looked on from just a couple feet away, unable to comprehend what was happening next to her.
Traci was moaning softly now as Tom licked her right nipple. "Reach down and hold my cock," he whispered into her ear. He let go of her right hand and it found his thick cock between them. "Stroke it," he said, raising his mouth off her breast.
Traci's arm worked mechanically on his cock. Tom raised his body slightly to allow her better access.
"Put it on your clit," he told her. He moved down the bed a few inches so she could place the cock on her clit. With her hand still on top of his stiff cock, he moved up and down across the top of her pussy. Traci's eyes were closed and her mouth open, her breathing getting heavier and heavier.
Next to Tom and Traci, a naked student appearing to be in his early 20s was sliding between Judy's legs. His extraordinarily thick cock was fully erect, nearly touching his stomach. When the boy was in position and put his mouth on one of Judy's expansive breasts, she seemed to awaken and protested by hitting him in the side with fisted hands. The boy simply grabbed her wrists and stretched them over her head. With one quick motion, one wrist was handcuffed, the cuffs fed through the headboard railing and the second wrist cuffed.
When Judy cried out, "Stop, no!" Traci seemed to sense her surroundings better. She let go of Tom's cock and pushed up against his body. But he didn't budge. He simple moved his cock to the entrance to her pussy and inserted the tip into her. He could feel her wetness and warmth. One more quick thrust and he was inside her. Traci put her hands behind Tom's neck and hit him repeatedly.
"No, no," she breathed hoarsley.
Tom began fucking her more vigorously and Traci spread her legs involuntarily. The bed rocked with his movement. Judy was squirming under the boys oral attacks on her breasts, which swayed in rhythm with Tom's motion. Quickly, the boy positioned himself and drove his huge cock into her cunt. Judy moaned and arched her back. The boy plunged into her again, and she fell to the bed.
Traci was now gripping the back of Tom's neck with her fingers. Her long nails left red marks wherever they made contact with his tan skin. Tom reached down and pulled her legs up and placed them by his hips. Traci wrapped them around him, feeling just enough of the pleasure of his cock in her to want more. He obliged by ramming into her repeatedly, his balls slapping against her ass.
The boy next to them had, likewise, lifted Judy's knees and was penetrating her at a rapid rate. When he paused to lay on top of her while completely buried in her cunt, Judy pushed her hips upward and back to the bed attempting to continue the fuck session. The boy eventually started to pump her again, grunting loundly with each thrust.
Traci had moved her hand between herself and Tom and was playing with her clit. Within minutes, she was moaning more loudly. Her face showed the strain as she fought between repulsion and pending orgasm.
"Aaahhhhh, yes. Oooohhhhhhhh," Traci cried out.
She bit her lower lip and screamed again as her back arched off the bed. Tom placed his hands under her ass and pulled her up farther. He pounded into her and she clasped her hands behind his neck, trying to hang on.
"oh, oh, umh, ummmmm," signalled the beginning of her orgasm. In her mind she was screaming, but those in the room simply heard the moans of a woman releasing entirely. Her body shook with each surge of her orgasm, causing Tom to climax as well. He grunted even louder than Traci, driving his cock deep inside her. Long, white shots of his cum entered her womb. Over and over he shoved her down onto the bed, plunging his cock and his sperm into her.
The combined noise and rocking next to him caused the boy to erupt. He pulled out of her and stroked himself. The first string of cum reached her neck. The second spurt landed on her right breast, trailing a line of cum over her nipple and down her stomach. Three more shots landed on her breasts and stomach.
Tom and Traci both were collapsed on the bed, his limp cock laying on her thigh.
When the boy was finished coating Judy's front side with his cum, he stepped off the bed and was replaced by Linda. She immediately buried her face in Judy's pussy. Pushing Judy's legs farther apart, Linda began licking from Judy's cunt to her clit. Several more strokes over the clit caused Judy to stiffen her legs and shriek, "Oh, yes, there...there. That's it."
She pulled violently against her restraints and yelled again as she began to cum. Linda pressed harder against Judy, putting her entire mouth over the clit and sucking hard. Her tongue worked it feverishly as Judy experienced a body numbing orgasm. Joices flowed from her cunt as she gyrated in all directions around Linda's mouth. She began humping Linda's face until the last of the orgasms left her limp. She jerked in response to Linda's continued licking, but she was spent.
The women would wake up later, each covered in thick, white cum. Neither would remember the evening. Both would consider returning.
As several other slashdot fiends know, I am setting up Citadel BBS on a NetBSD machine. I am no stranger to autoconf, makefiles, and building software in general, and let me tell you: Citadel was sure as fuck not written with anything but Lunix in mind. When I have to rename /usr/include/curses.h just so that Citadel doesn't try to use it and shit the bed during build, I think to myself, "A bullet for whomever wrote this piece of shit." I even had to change some pthread_mutex_foo data types in Citadel code to 'int' because otherwise it fails to deal at all. Even now that it's built, Citadel does not operate properly when run as a telnet server, injecting extra characters into user input. I still can't get webcit to even compile. I think of the time I am wasting on this, time that I could be wasting by trolling or infringing copyright or wacking off. I think of that time, and I look forward to meeting the programmers so I can spend some quality time kicking their ass.
it was immediately clear to me that you had no fucking clue about Boston, because i am here and the local music sucks balls. unlike many other times in this city's glorious musical history (Aerosmith, Boston, the Cars, Mission of Burma, Aimee Mann, NKOTB, etc), the best Boston has to offer right now still isn't very good. for instance the Dropkick Murphys, who are local heroes, are a bunch of drunken faggot Micks who play stinky oi music in between their queer blowjob sessions. Boston hip-hop is pretty weak compared to New York, LA, Atlanta, Detroit, etc. practically the only good bands in town are Freezepop and Fat Day.
joe, i need you to give me your md5'ed password so i can upgrade to NetBSD 1.6
you lying sack of shit. here's the first pr0n for fucking real.
Joshua could hear them downstairs. It was starting again. Every single night while he would try to go to sleep, the same shit would start. He could hear his father's voice getting louder and faster as the worthless fuck wound himself into a tantrum, and he could hear his mother's sobbing get louder and more shaky by the moment. The violence would be starting soon.
It had been so long that Joshua couldn't even remember a time when it wasn't like this. His father would just sit on his ass every day, drinking beer and watching TV, while his mom went out to the office. Then he would bitch her out when she got home about how the house was a hell-hole and that a decent wife could keep it in better shape. She would make dinner for him because "Only women and faggots cook," and he would invariably start bitching about some minor detail. The peas were overdone. The steak was too tough. He would find something. His father expected no less than absolute perfection in all things, and was always ready to say so.
Joshua rubbed his nose remembering the time his father had punched him in the face for missing a spot while mowing the lawn. He had been 11 at the time. "Anything worth doing is worth doing right the first time." Joshua had tried to explain how he didn't see it, when his father hit him. The old man would accept no whining or excuses.
Joshua had spent his whole life trying to live up to perfection. He helped around the house, even when his mother insisted he didn't have to. He made the honor roll, not that his father didn't call him stupid anyway. He was captain of the wrestling team, even though only his mother ever should up to tournaments. He had gotten a job at Wal-Mart and helped pay the bills, even though his father called him a leech. He would do all these things and more if he could, if only to see that sweet, sad look of pride in his mom's face.
It was his mother who spurred him on to perfection. His mother was perfection, if only the old fucker would ever realize it. She held down a full-time job and made enough money for them to live comfortably, kept the house clean if not spotless, cooked divine meals, and was incredibly good looking on top of it all. Joshua couldn't think of a single girl his own age who even looked that good. His mom could have been a model easily.
Tonight it was going to stop.
Joshua sat up and slipped on his robe. He could hear his father's high-pitched screaming. He walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He could see his mother balled up next to the sink sobbing, and his father shouting at her.
"Why the fuck can't you just do something right for once, you stupid cunt? All I fucking ask is for a clean home and a half-way fucking decent meal, and you can't even do that! Bad enough I have to spend my days out pounding the pavement trying to find a job without having to deal with you and your retard shit!"
"Stop it," Joshua said firmly. His father wheeled around and looked at him. "What did you just say, you little shit?"
"I said, 'Stop it'. You aren't going to do this any more." Joshua said, his voice firm. "I'm sick of listening to you. I'm sick of your hypocrisy. You just take and take and take and never give anything back. You are the worthless one here."
His father's face twisted into a mask of rage. "You, you....FUCKER!" He screamed as he charged Joshua with upraised fists. Joshua grabbed his father's arm and spun, swinging the old man into the kitchen wall. He grabbed his father by the neck and held him against the wall. "Get out of this house," he spat into the terrified face of his father, "Get out of this house, and never, ever, come back. Or so help me God you will die."
He dropped the old man to the ground. His father looked at him fearfully for a moment, than grabbed his coat off the kitchen table and ran out the door. Joshua heard the car start and peel out of the driveway. He looked over at his mother. She was trembling, and on her feet walking towards him. "Joshua...?"
"It's okay Mom. I won't hurt you."
She ran up and hugged him. "Oh Joshua, thank you!" She was crying, and hugging him close. Joshua pulled her against his body. She was soft and delicate, and she smelled wonderful. Her breasts were pushed up against his chest, and she was breathing softly on his neck. His cock grew hard against her body.
His mother stepped back. "Oh god baby I'm so sorry please I...", she started to babble when Joshua shushed her.
"It's okay Mom," he said with a touch of embarrassment, "I mean it's only natural thing to happen when I'm next to a beautiful woman, and..." She started crying again. "Oh god, Mom, what's wrong?"
She looked up at him, smiling and crying at the same time. "Do you know how long it's been since someone called me beautiful?" she said.
Joshua took her in his arms and held her tight again. "Oh Mom, you are beautiful, and intelligent and kind and devoted and sexy..." he said before he even realized what he was saying.
"Sexy, huh?" his mother said, her voice catching. She looked into her son's eyes. "You are a very handsome young man yourself." The words almost caught in her throat. She kissed him. Joshua felt himself melt into the kiss. Her lips were so soft against his. Their mouths opened and their tongues met, sparring lightly with each other. Joshua sucked the breath from his mother's body, and she pushed her hips against his crotch. Joshua's mother pulled away and started to go up the stairs. She turned to look at him. "Aren't you coming?" she said coyly. Joshua practically ran after her. His mother giggled. She lead him into his room. She kissed him deeply again.
"I love you, Joshua. Not just as my son, but as a man too. I've loved you this way for many years now, but I was too afraid to act. I didn't want to hurt you. I know that I am probably crazy," she laughed a little "but I can't stop thinking about you. Please, Joshua. Make love to me."
Joshua pulled off his robe. "I've wanted this for so long too Mom. I've wanted you everyday. You are everything anyone could ask for in a woman." He kissed her hard and passionately, then started to trail kisses down her neck. His mother sighed and slipped her robe off her shoulders, wearing nothing but her white panties underneath. Joshua pressed his body against her, kissed a trail down her breast to her hard nipple. He sucked and chewed softly on her nipple. His mother gasped and then moaned softly. He flicked his tongue rapidly over it and then switched to the other nipple then back. His mother moaned in frustration as he kissed down her stomach, and she pinched her own nipples. Joshua pulled down his mother's wet panties and ran his tongue over her slit.
"Oh God Joshua!", His mother exclaimed. "Oh yes! That feels so good!" Joshua ran his tongue up and down her cuntlips, then spread them open with his fingers and began to lick deep inside her. "Oh yes, ahah, yes, lick mommy's cunt Joshua! Oh yes, uh, uh, lick my fucking cunt!" She pushed his head against her crotch and ground against his exploring tongue. Joshua lapped at her flowing juices. He sucked her clit. "OH! OH MY GOD YES EAT ME EAT ME EAT ME!!" she screamed against him, her thighs quivering against him. Joshua ran his tongue back and forth over his mother's clit. She shook violently then got onto his bed, spreading her legs. She was breathing hard. "Now Joshua, please...fuck me! Make me yours!"
Joshua knelt between her legs and guided his hard throbbing cock deep into her wet pussy, sliding in with no resistance. "Oh Mom, you feel so good!"
"You feel good too baby! Now fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Joshua started slowly, with deep, hard strokes. He pulled out and pushed in again, each time pushing harder and going a little faster. Her pussy squeezed his throbbing cock. "Oh yes baby, that is it! Oh god it's so fucking big and hard! Oh, oh, aha, ohh..." his mother moaned against him.
"Yes take my fucking cock Mom!" Joshua shouted as he pounded deep into her, the force of his thrusts shaking the bed. "Fucking take it" He screamed, pushing into her hot cunt again and again. "Fuck me, fuck me..." He growled. His mothers hips pushed back to meet his with increasing force. The room was filled with the sound of there moans and of there hips slapping together. "Oh fuck..." Joshua moaned, "oh fuck mom I need to cum..."
"Then uh cum in mommy, baby! YES! Oh! Cum in mommy! Do IT! Make mommy yours, oh god, oh god, uh, uhhh..." Joshua was pounding away with lightning fast strokes now, his cock plunging into his mother faster than he could even think.
"Oh god mom, here it comes...oh..OH.. GOD! I LOVE YOU!" Joshua screamed as a torrent of hot sticky cum flooded his mom's pussy. The shock of the hot sperm filling her sent her over the edge herself, and she shook and screamed in violent orgasm.
"OH YES HONEY OH I LOVE YOU CUM WITH ME YESSS!!", she screamed.
Joshua slid back from his mother, exhausted. His mother then bent down and licked the juices and cum from her son's throbbing cock. "mmmm..." she moaned. Joshua sucked in his breath and shook. He reached down and kissed his mother softly, loving the taste of their passion.
There was a knock at the door. Joshua and his mother both threw on their robes and ran downstairs. The police were at the door. It seemed that Joshua's father, who had been driving drunk and emotionally upset, had been in a head-on collision and killed. The officers offered there condolences, which Joshua and his mother gratefully took. The police left. Joshua and his mother both looked at each other for a moment before a mutual evil smile broke out and they raced back upstairs.
wow man, you talk just like every other Babylon 5-shirt-wearing faggot nerd. oh, i'm sorry, "GEEK".
and you're even dissing MS to boot. sweet.
geek pride = gay pride.
Debian: the Linux that's so hard to make usable, every user feels like a power user. what a piece of cow shit.
see you in three weeks, fags
As the daylight broke, I found myself in a hot lust filled dream. A beautiful man was giving my cock an incredible round of servicing. Up and down my hard shaft. And in that dream I suddenly found light pressure against my lips as my faceless lover lightly pressed his dick toward my mouth. The tip glistened with pre-cum and had a familiar and pleasant salty-sweet taste.
As I started to awaken from my dream sleep I quickly became aware that it was not a dream at all. My boyfriend, my lover of three years, Nate was positioned over me in an inviting 69 position. I had met Nate at school as an 18 year-old freshman who had just come out to my family and close friends. He, too, was newly "out" and we stuck up a friendship that had grown into a love affair. We became roommates in the second semester and had shared rooms, lives, and a passion for each other ever since.
As sophomores we moved off campus and had found a one-bedroom apartment. We shared a king-sized bed and always slept naked together. Nate has a cock that I can only call beautiful. It's thick, cut, and a healthy 7" when erect. Nate keeps his slim body wonderfully toned and totally hairless. Though he's 21 years old, he has the slim hairless body of a 13 year old. He is an incredible turn-on visually and is one of the greatest cocksuckers I've ever met.
As I looked up from still half-opened eyes, his fully erect dick was mere millimeters from my face. Coming to my senses, I opened my mouth and welcomed the object of my sexual desire inside. Nate and I then treated one another to beautiful, lustful blow jobs.
Because I know Nate so intimately, I sensed his approaching orgasm, and concentrated even harder in pleasuring my svelte lover. Seconds later, the familiar grunt and moan signaled that his load had been dispatched and would soon be filling my mouth. As expected, he filled me with his cream while I milked his cock for every drop of his love potion. Sucking for all I was worth, I felt my own approaching orgasm. And just as that familiar tingling began at the bottom of my balls, Nate pulled off my cock and said, "Hold on, my love, you're going to need that load later." He immediately jumped out our bed and headed for the shower.
"That's ONE!" he called from the bathroom. "What do you mean, Sweetheart?" I inquired. "What does ONE mean?"
"You'll see," he said as he emerged from the bathroom; the shower running and getting warm.
He walked over to the bed, leaned over, and gave me a kiss like only intimate lovers can share. "Happy birthday, Bri. I love you." As we broke our kiss he said, "as soon as you shower, we're out of here. We've got a birthday celebration to end them all."
"Really?" I asked. "Who is 'we'?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Nate replied as I heard him step into the shower.
Laying on the bed awaiting my turn in the shower, I closed my eyes to contemplate the wonderful blow job I had just enjoyed giving to my lover, still tasting the musky sweetness on my lips. I considered by own gratification that had gone unsatisfied. Dreaming of my lover and still savoring his taste, I rested for a few moments waiting for Nate to finish his shower.
I must have dozed for a few moments, because I was suddenly brought back to consciousness by a familiar warm, dampness surrounding my still semi-erect cock. I opened my eyes to see our neighbor, Mike, stark naked, kneeling over me and bringing my cock back to life. Standing behind him was his roommate and lover, Scott. Mike and Scott shared the apartment directly across the hall from us. We knew they were gay lovers and Mike and Scott knew that Nate and I were gay lovers. Oftentimes, we'd rent gay pornos on a weekend and the four of us would watch them together. It never failed that the movies always ended with each of us having hot sex on the living room floor with our lover. Up until now, though, Nate nor I had ever had sex with Mike or Scott.
Mike was an expert cocksucker along the same vein as my precious Nate. He serviced me and coaxed me toward orgasm, but always stopping just short of allowing me to cum. As the expert blowjob continued, Scott, climbed up on the bed and strattled my face. His semi-erect 7 inch dick, glistening with pre-cum, pulsating just inches from my mouth. As the sexual tension continued to build, I could wait no longer, I hungrily swallowed Scott's gorgeous tool. In a matter of minutes, he poured his hot jism down my throat. What an incredible flavor he offered.
I, on the otherhand, was aching to shoot my own load, but the expert who was servicing my meat would not let me go over the edge. As Scott dismounted, Mike stopped sucking and re-positioned himself above my face and offered me HIS 6 inch, thick meat. As Scott went to clean up, Nate emerged from the shower and announced, "That's TWO, birthday boy!"
I sucked Mike for all I was worth. Having no mouth on my own cock, I reached down and began jacking myself off, hoping, wanting, and needing to get off. After two or three stokes, someone grabbed my hand and removed it from my dick. "Nope, Brian, you don't get to cum yet. There's too much yet to do," Nate announced.
I dutifully kept my hands off my pulsating cock, and continued to fellate my handsome neighbor. Mike as 19, and very slim. He had cleancut, boyish features, and would be regarded as a fem by some. But, to me he was a beautiful young creature. I worked on his chubby, filled with the desire to taste his semen.
I licked his balls and the underside of his fat dick. "Brian, I'm gonna cum!" he shouted. "I'm cumming. I'm cummmmmmminnnnnnggggg!" That skinny young lad shot a load in my mouth like none other I'd ever had. He came in spurts, some of which ran down the side of my mouth. I couldn't swallow it all. As he dismounted, Mike bent down and gave me a soft, wonderful kiss. He swept his tongue across my lips, trying to taste his own juices. He licked the side of my mouth and my cheeks, licking up every drop of jism that I had not been able to keep in my mouth. What a turn-on it was to watch and feel this gorgeous man eat his own cum.
"That's THREE!" cried Nate. "Now get yourself out of bed and jump in the shower. We've all taken off work and we're gonna have a huge day today.!" "One more thing, Bri. Don't even think of cumming just yet. You'll need that load later.
"Jesus," I thought to myself. I was on the verge of cumming without even touching myself. I was about to bust. But, at the same time, I knew that if I did what my friend and lover Nate asked me to do, I would be justly rewarded sooner or later.
I must have set a record for a quick shower. I was in and out in about three minutes. I quickly dressed and prepared to leave.
As we were getting ready to walk out the door, the apartment's doorbell rang. I opened the door and was greeted by Damon. Damon was my best friend from junior high and high school. We had virtually grown up together. Damon was a hot dude and always had a cheerleader or other gorgeous girl for a girlfriend. Damon was a football player, basketball player, and musician in the school's band. He had always been popular with both the girls and guys. Damon is a true friend. During the times that I was struggling to find my sexual identity, Damon was there for me. When I was starting to deal with the possibility of discovering my homosexuality, Damon just listened to me. He never put me down, and he never was repulsed when I shared my feelings with him. Though he was as straight as an arrow, Damon was the best friend a gay guy could ever have. He is always interested in me and my love life. My being gay is just as normal to Damon as being straight is to him.
"Happy Birthday, Bri!" Damon proclaimed as he walked in the door. He came forward and gave me a friendly hug. "I'm your chauffeur today for your birthday trip."
"Well, then let's haul ass!" announced Nate. He kissed me on the lips, grabbed my hand and led our troupe out the door to Damon's van.
"Let the festivities begin!" proclaimed Damon as he pointed the large conversion van toward the interstate. In a matter of minutes, we had come to Interstate 64 and started motoring east towards Mt. Vernon. A few miles past the Scott AFB exit, we pulled off at the Mid-America Airport exit, turned left, and then turned left again and got back on the interstate heading back towards St. Louis. Moments later, we pulled off at a rest stop. We pulled to a stop and Nate jumped out. "I gotta go to the bathroom. Anyone else need to go?"
"Hell, no, Nate!" I replied. "We just left the apartment 10 minutes ago!"
Damon's conversion van was a full sized model with two captain's chairs behind the driver and passenger and a bench seat across the back. It was plush, comfortable and extremely roomy. One could easily sleep in the van if forced to on a long trip. Three or four minutes passed before the side door came open and Nate stood at the opening. "Look what I found for you, birthday boy!" Nate stated proudly. Standing beside him was a handsome fellow in his mid-twenties. Sandy blond hair, medium build, wire-rimmed glasses, white t-shirt and lightweight khaki shorts set off this 5'9" young gent. He was well tanned and had a blue bandana tied around his neck.
"This is Jordan, Brian," announced Nate. "He has something for you."
At this, fair-haired Jordan climbed into the van and joined me on the back bench. Sitting down next to me, he immediately leaned forward and kissed me firmly on the lips while taking his right hand and reaching for my crotch. With his left hand, he expertly unzipped his pants and a seven inch uncut cock sprung forth. I love foreskins, and this one was extra special, for on the underside of his cock, just below the head, his foreskin was pierced and held a ? inch gold hoop. What a sexy site it was.
We broke the kiss and I reached toward this beautiful piece of manhood while Jordan continued to fish for my own penis, which was growing hard for the fourth time in this young day. "Maybe they'll let me cum this time," I thought to myself.
Jordan stood up in the van as best he could. Still in much of a crouch, he took his bulging and pulsing cock into his hands and held it before me. I inhaled to experience the musky aroma. My mouth watered with anticipation as I looked at the beautiful dick before me, bouncing with every beat of Jordan's pulse.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I threw myself forward and took his entire cock, hoop ring and all, into my mouth and down my throat. I was completely overcome with lust as my appetite for cock became uncontrollable. I suddenly found myself a cock crazed animal. All I could think about was having cock, cock and more cock. I had to have Jordan and I had to taste his spooge oozing down my throat. Nothing else mattered. I gave the blowjob of my life as I teased him, licking his shaft, taking his balls into my mouth, and licking the sensitive underside of his manhood. Soon a drop of pre-cum appeared on the tip of Jordan's dick. My pointed tongue immediately targeted the slit and I orally milked every molecule of pre-cum from his dick that I possibly could. It was sweet, and oh so delicious. I had to have more. At this particular moment, my own sexual gratification and pending orgasm was put on hold. My sole purpose for my next breath was to entice a hot load of spunk out of this hot little man's throbbing bone
And just like that, he was gone.
"What is this, some kind of countdown?" I asked.
"As a matter of fact, it is" replied my straight buddy Damon. "We're giving you a '21 Gun Salute' to celebrate your 21st birthday. The fourth gun just fired!" The van full of four other men, all friends and loved ones, erupted in laughter.
"Oh, my, what a gift!" was all I could say. "Twenty-one cocks? All in one day?"
"Yes, sir!" answered Damon. Though he was straight as an arrow, I loved this man because he was so open minded with my gay lifestyle. How supportive could a friend possibly be?
The van continued to be filled with laughter, which was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the sliding door. We had been so busy conversing and enjoying one another's company that we did not see the guy walk up. He was a young, tall, African-American fellow. Somewhere between 18 and 22 years old, I would've guessed. Dressed in a baggy white FUBU undershirt, a single gold chain around his neck, a clean, white sweatband around his head and some low-riding baggy shorts were set off by black, high-tech tennis shoes.
Mike lowered the window. "Hey, man. I hear a man can get his dick sucked in here. Any truth to that?"
Still in my cock starved state, my single response was, "You better believe it. Get in here in the back!"
Without hesitation, the door slid open and the young, chocolate colored Adonis stepped in.
"I don't have time for small talk or chit-chat," I heard myself saying. "Just get in here and feed me that ebony cock of yours!"
The low-riding shorts came down easy, as did the silk boxers. True to my wildest expectation, the young stud was packing about 9 inches of brown love tool. I dove for the object of my current lust and commenced to deep throat the whole thing.
Men have often commented on my cocksucking prowess, and this was no different. Sounds of pleasure escaped the lips of this beautiful ebony god. The mere size of his dick would have been intimidating under normal circumstances, but my animalistic need to feast on cocks of any size or shape threw all inhibitions out the window. Nothing at the time could possibly compare to the feel of his cock sliding between my lips and down my throat. Occasionally I would remove his cock from my mouth and lick, nibble and kiss the underside of his shaft. I would gently take his scrotum in my teeth and seek to take one of his massive balls into my mouth. He enjoyed the service I was so happily providing him, but my animal instincts mandated that I have that gorgeous chunk of meet stuffed in my mouth.
My sheer drive to receive his seed caused me to provide this young brown cock an expert oral servicing. In no time, his moaning, his breathing, and his thrusting motion let me know that he was about to shoot his hot load. A short, masculine scream was the only prelude to the sticky load that erupted from his gun. It's taste was delightfully delicious. After two bursts of his wonderful ejaculation, my black lover of the moment hastily pulled his still hard cock from my mouth, stuffed in back into his pants and quickly turned to leave. His only words were, "That's FIVE, motherfucker." And he was gone.
I was left in another terrible state. It was just a bit past 9:00 in the morning. I had sucked five gorgeously different cocks and was carrying five loads of semen in my stomach. And yet, my own crescendoed sexual tension had gone unsatisfied. I had to cum. Soon.
A few minutes to clean up and tidy up and our van was soon cruising westward back towards St. Louis. Moments later, the van slowed down and we pulled of Highway 159 and up to the giant shopping mall. Because it was not yet 10:00 a.m. there were just a handful of cars in the expansive parking lot. We pulled up to the north side of the mall. Scott led us from the van to a side door that was apparently a back entrance to one of the hundreds of shops. "What is this guy up to?" I thought to myself.
"Time for your first birthday gift, Brian. This one comes with love from Mike and me." Scott knocked on the door and a moment later it opened.
"Hi, Mike. We've been expecting you," said the twenty-something greeter. He welcomed Mike with a hug and a kiss on the lips. He greeted everyone else with a handshake, a hand on the shoulders and a "Welcome, please do come in." He finally turned to me and said, "And this must be the guest of honor. Hi, I'm Ryan. I'm the store manager. Your friends have arranged this private shopping experience prior to our opening just for you. I hope you enjoy yourself."
I was led in and discovered that we had come into the back room of one of the hippest and trendiest men's fashion shops in the entire city. Cutting edge and extreme fashion surrounded us on the walls and the many floor racks. I was led to the center of the store that contained several large easy chairs and a bank of mirrors. Just behind were a series of several dressing rooms.
"Mike and I are getting you some new threads for your birthday. You try them on. We'll pick them out, and pay for them, and you enjoy them," announced Scott.
Ryan, the store manager, was joined by another employee. "Brian, this is Mitch. He'll be assisting me in measuring you and selecting your fashions today. Now, Brian, won't you please stand and let's get you fixed up."
I stood before the two clothiers. Ryan and Mitch both held tape measures. They promptly went to work and started measuring and recording my waist, inseam, sleeve length, neck size, chest, and so forth. "Okay, Brian, now we need you to remove all your clothes so we can fit you in your first outfit."
I willingly obliged the hunky salesman. He was cute, bleached-blonde, slim, and talked with a slight lisp. I then learned that the lisp was caused by a huge stud that had been inserted into his pierced tongue. Upon a closer look, I also learned that Ryan was pierced in the eyebrow and both ears held multiple piercings. It was indeed a sexy site. I stripped down to my socks and underwear and waited for Ryan and Mitch to emerge from the backroom. Only Ryan returned, and upon seeing me he repeated, "Brian, I asked you to remove all your clothes. I did mean all of them, please, sir."
Hell, by this time of the day, my friends had either been orally serviced by me or had watched me suck sufficient cock. All inhibitions were gone. I removed by Calvin Klein briefs and socks and stood before my four friends and lovers and Ryan. Ryan saw me in all of my naked glory and stopped for a moment just to look me over. "My, oh my. You are a cute one, Brian." He reached up and tweaked one of my nipples. Mitch then emerged from the back room. He was carrying a white knit shirt with red stripes and some black leather pants. Oh yes. And he was totally naked as he delivered the first ensemble.
His cock was hard and standing out, almost parallel to the ground. He wasn't as big as any of the other dicks I'd seen today, but his body was completely shorn of hair. He had no pubes, and the site of his hairless body was a turn on.
"Let's try that shirt," announced Ryan. I reached out to accept the shirt in order to put it on, but Ryan insisted that he dress me himself. I held my arms outward and upward and he slipped the shirt onto my arms. This was exquisite cotton material that felt soft and airy. As he pulled the shirt down and had it covering my head, he stopped for just a second. During that second, I felt lips surround themselves around my exposed cock. As Ryan finished pulling the shirt into place I looked down to see Mitch fellating my pounding dick. It was obvious that he knew what he was doing and enjoyed what he was doing. The shirt fit tight and accentuated my torso, showing off my tight stomach and broad shoulders. As good as the shirt felt, it was nothing compared to the ecstatic sensation of the tight lipped cock sucker paying homage to my dick. I stood, weak legged, and eyes closed savoring the complete feeling of total pleasure. Orgasm was just seconds away.
Suddenly Mitch stopped and inched away from my throbbing meat. He remained in a kneeling position and started to jerk his own cock and masturbate before me. Without a word, Ryan stepped before me with a pair of soft leather pants, offering them for me to step into. I lifted the right leg and then the left and stepped into the ultra soft calf skin slacks. He pulled them up over my thighs and around my waist. Before fastening them, Ryan informed me that, "these are party pant, Brian. You see they have a double zipper. This allow you to keep the waist band fastened and yet unzip, and have your cock out and remain so without discomfort. You'll love that feature. In fact. Let us demonstrate how they work."
Ryan fumbled with the twin zippers for a moment and then pulled the buttery leather pants the rest of the way up and secured the waist band. With the double zipper open, the pants lived up to Ryan's description. My pants were in position, and my pulsating cock was comfortably exposed. Mitch crawled back over and resumed his task where he had left off a few minutes ago. He swallowed my dick down his throat. He gently pushed me back and into one of the big easy chairs. I leaned back into the chair and allowed myself to be treated to a fantastic blowjob. As I slunk back into the oversized chair, Ryan quickly disrobed and climbed onto the arms of the chair facing me. He offered his gorgeous 7 inch cock to my hungry mouth.
Now animal lust took complete control of my body. A talented mouth sucked on my pulsating member while I provided simultaneous service to Ryan's incredible penis. In just a couple of minutes, Ryan let out a manly groan and spilled his load onto my tongue. I felt its' heat run down my throat. What a great throat soother this stuff is! Mitch continued working on me and orgasm again approached. Ryan then removed his softening dick from my mouth and got down off the chair. He and Mitch then traded places. Ryan knelt before me and Mitch mounted the chair's arms, grabbed his dick in his right hand and shook it before my face. I opened wide and received his hairless heater. Ryan's pierced tongue was amazing. He worked that studded tongue up and down my shaft. When he took my dickhead into his mouth, the stud tickled the underside of my cock just beneath the head. What a sensation. Meanwhile, Mitch was thrusting in unision with the bobbing of my head.
"God, guys. Please let me cum this time. I'm gonna explode!" was all I could say.
"Okay," answered Nate.
That was all I needed. With the permission of my lover, I felt a physical, emotional, and mental release like I never before had experienced. Every nerve in my body was completely sensitive to what was happening. The combination of Mitch's shaved dick in my mouth and Ryan's pierced tongue working my own dick finally put me over the edge. As Mitch began pouring his load into my mouth, I finally released my own and ejaculated into the back of Ryan's throat. It was perhaps the most intense orgasm I had ever felt.
Thanks to good advanced planning, Ryan and Mitch had plenty of things on hand to help us clean up after our love session. With only minutes until the store was to open, my two newest lovers scurried around the store and put together three other ensembles for me. I kept the hot shirt and double-zippered leather pants on for our next stop. They helped me to accessorize the outfit with a studded leather choker and matching leather bracelets. They also set me up with the proper shoes and socks. No underwear, though. "Underwear is not allowed in this store," Ryan informed. As the other items were wrapped and the bill paid, Ryan and Mitch stepped forward. They each held a gift-wrapped box. "Happy birthday, Brian. Here's a little something from me. Now don't be a stranger." He handed me the box and gave me a sexy, tonsil tickling kiss.
Mitch stepped forward. "This is the pants to match what Ryan gave you. Happy birthday, Brian." Followed by another incredible kiss.
As we prepared to step out of the back door of the store, everyone exchanged hand-shakes, hugs and some kisses. As I turned to leave, Mitch stepped forth and said, "That's SIX." Ryan leaned forward and whispered to me, "That's SEVEN." "Let's do it again soon."
early post for * * * http://goatse.info/ * * *
Goatse.info is live. Come and get it.
http://goatse.info/
oh I just don't know where to begin
love just doesn't wait forever
it's now or never
but she keeps him hanging on
the silly cheering her on
she says she can't go home without a chaperon
CHORUS:
accidents will happen
they're only hit and run
you used to be a victim
now you're not the only one
accidents will happen
they're only hit and run
I don't want to hear it
'cause I know what I've done
there's so many fish in the sea
that only rise up in a sweat of smoke like mercury
but they keep you hanging on
they say you're so young
your mind is made up
but your mouth is undone
CHORUS
and it's the damage that we do
you'll never know
it's the words that we don't say
that scare me so
there are so many people to see
so many people you can check upon
and add to your collection
but they keep you hanging on
until you're well hung
your mouth is made up
but your mind is undone
CHORUS
ftso.org #trolls
Monday, November 13, 2000
Strongly agree, agree, neither agree nor disagree
That shirt looks lovely on you.
Women are more likely than men to be good listeners.
I am often nervous in social situations.
Sometimes people act without thinking.
In a crowded elevator, I try not to let my body touch anyone else's.
Being naked together is a good way of getting to know someone.
When I say something and you don't reply, it hurts me deeply.
Love is an important part of life, but some people are too singleminded about it.
I would very much enjoy skinny-dipping with Natalie Portman.
This plum is too ripe.
The other night dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamt I held you in my arms.
I am not comfortable around knives.
My soul yearns for the sweet softness of your kiss.
People with long tongues should show more restraint in public.
Most men are only looking for a good time.
Youth is wasted on the young.
I have lived out many of the dreams I had as a child.
All things considered, I am content.
I love it when you do that.
i wanna know if it RUNS LINUIX for LINUX IS ALL I KNOW
The sun will burn a hole right through
your parasols
The clouds so sick they've split in two
from aerosols
The air will fill your lungs with fists
for ev'ry breath
'til future days when life exists
to mirror death
So you're wondering why
They put heaven on high
Why the gods don't visit us anymore
And you lift your eye
To the deep blue sky:
The only way out is up
And so you hire a bird to sing your songs
And you buy her a tree to start things off
And you wire the words through lines of leaves
And you hope that she shows when comes the sun
She may never sing
She may never show
But you don't know
The lake, the sea: the tireless gloves
where nature's hand
Still holds her sceptre far above
her bastard, man
The shore where centuries of sand
through waves have raced
Invites a swim, but think where man
deposits waste
So you're wondering why
They put heaven on high
Why the angles tolerate pillowy floors
As you lift your eye
To the birth blue sky:
The only way out is up
And so you hire a bird to sing your songs
And you buy her a tree to start things off
And you wire the words through lines of leaves
And you hope that she shows when comes the sun
She may never sing
She may never show
But you don't know
have you ever tasted a mouthful of your own semen?
it's not so bad really. if i were a girl i imagine i'd suck lots of dick.
since this is my last post for the day, i figure i'll give a shoutout to neko, for pointing me to exploit code which affected my NetBSD machine until about an hour ago.
oh yeah, haters can orally coax the feces from my leather donut and manually separate the bacteria into alphabetical order.
When I had you to myself, I didn't want you around
Those pretty faces always make you stand out in a crowd
But someone picked you from the bunch, one glance is all it took
Now it's much too late for me to take a second look
Oh baby, give me one more chance
(To show you that I love you)
Won't you please let me back in your heart
Oh darlin', I was blind to let you go
(Let you go, baby)
But now since I've seen you in his arms
(I want you back)
Oh I do now
(I want you back)
Ooh ooh baby
(I want you back)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
(I want you back)
Na na na na
Trying to live without your love is one long sleepness night
Let me show you, girl, that I know wrong from right
Every street you walk on, I leave tear stains on the ground
Following the girl I didn't even want around
Let me tell ya now
Oh baby, all I need is one more chance
(To show you that I love you)
Won't you please let me back in your heart
Oh darlin', I was blind to let you go
(Let you go, baby)
But now since I've seen you in his arms
All I want!
All I need...
All I want!
All I need!
Oh, just one more chance
To show you that I love you
Baby baby baby baby baby baby!
(I want you back)
Forget what happened then
(I want you back)
And let me live again!
Oh baby, I was blind to let you go
But now since I've seen you in his arms
(I want you back)
Spare me of this cost
(I want you back)
Give me back what I lost!
Oh baby, I need one more chance, hah
I'd show you that I love you
Baby, oh!
Baby, oh!
Baby, oh!
I want you back!
I want you back!