what is up, my niggers! i received a Sparc 5 and a Power Mac, free, last week! it gave me something to do during the four concurrent 72-hour bans i instigated.
i am excited for tomorrow. props to all AC-murderers.
IDC confirmed this week that *BSD accounts for more than 35 percent of
all sales of poppers. This news serves to reinforce what we've known
all along. *BSD is collapsing into complete homosexuality.
You don't need to be a Turing to predict *BSD's future. The hand-
wipings are on the wall; *BSD faces a bleak future. In fact there
won't be any future at all for *BSD because *BSD is dying of the
Virus. As many of us are already aware, *BSD continues to lose T-cells.
Red pus flows like a river of semen. FreeBSD is the most endangered of
them all.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBathhouse leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of
OpenBathhouse. How many users of NetBathhouse are there? Let's
see. The number of OpenBathhouse versus NetBathhouse posts on Usenet
is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 =
1400 NetBathhouse users. Bathhouse/OS posts on Usenet are about half
of the volume of NetBathhouse posts. Therefore there are about 700
users of Bathhouse/OS. A recent article put FreeBathhouse at about 80
percent of the *Bathhouse market. Therefore there are
(7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBathhouse users. This is consistent with
the number of FreeBathhouse Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Walnut Creek, abysmal sales and so on, FreeBH
went out of business and was taken over by BHI who sell another
troubled fuck hole. Now BHI is also dead, its corpse turned over to
another fag house.
All major psychological tests show that *BSD has steadily declined
in pussy-lust. *BSD is very sick and its long term survival prospects
are very dim. If *BSD is to survive at all it will be among bi-curious
high-school. *BSD continues to be gay. Nothing short of twenty-year-old
Sophia Loren's gleaming, fragrant vulva could save it at this point
in time. For all practical purposes, *BSD is gay.
IDC confirmed this week that *BSD accounts for more than 35 percent of
all sales of poppers. This news serves to reinforce what we've known
all along. *BSD is collapsing into complete homosexuality.
You don't need to be a Turing to predict *BSD's future. The hand-
wipings are on the wall; *BSD faces a bleak future. In fact there
won't be any future at all for *BSD because *BSD is dying of the
Virus. As many of us are already aware, *BSD continues to lose T-cells.
Red pus flows like a river of semen. FreeBSD is the most endangered of
them all.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBathhouse leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of
OpenBathhouse. How many users of NetBathhouse are there? Let's
see. The number of OpenBathhouse versus NetBathhouse posts on Usenet
is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 =
1400 NetBathhouse users. Bathhouse/OS posts on Usenet are about half
of the volume of NetBathhouse posts. Therefore there are about 700
users of Bathhouse/OS. A recent article put FreeBathhouse at about 80
percent of the *Bathhouse market. Therefore there are
(7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBathhouse users. This is consistent with
the number of FreeBathhouse Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Walnut Creek, abysmal sales and so on, FreeBH
went out of business and was taken over by BHI who sell another
troubled fuck hole. Now BHI is also dead, its corpse turned over to
another fag house.
All major psychological tests show that *BSD has steadily declined
in pussy-lust. *BSD is very sick and its long term survival prospects
are very dim. If *BSD is to survive at all it will be among bi-curious
high-school. *BSD continues to be gay. Nothing short of twenty-year-old
Sophia Loren's gleaming, fragrant vulva could save it at this point
in time. For all practical purposes, *BSD is gay.
just before 11 September, i got home from a cross-country trip in a large commercial van which guzzles gas like Michael Sims guzzles bison cum. i was considering what i would have done had i been in Indiana just four days later, and some shithead tried to charge me $5 a gallon for gasoline. i do not think i would have a problem with putting the manager at knifepoint and filling my tank. would anyone out there stand for a gas gouger?
i actually hear she's kind of a bitch IRL
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but i'd walk a mile to fuck the screen Claire Danes, that's for fucking sure. that girl is h-o-t-t hott. chicks like her can make even the most hardened Castro bear imagine her head bobbing on his prong.
real gay boys get high on poppers, not Zima
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and besides, anal sex with girls smells better (mainly because girls smell better than guys). cock-Führer.
It was Christmas Eve, 2000, and the boys of the teen-pop group 98 Degrees were staying with Nick and Drew Lachey's parents for the holiday. Everyone (Nick, Drew, Jeff, Justin, and Nick and Drew's Parents) was sitting around the fire in the den, caroling and drinking hot cider. They stayed up until about 10pm, then they decided to retire for the evening. Drew said his good-nights, then headed upstairs to his bedroom, his parents and Justin did the same, leaving Nick and Jeff in the den, on the sofa watching 'It's a Wonderful Life'...
No words were spoken from either one of them, but occasionally one would glance over to the other and flash a subtle grin, then look back to the television. Nick let out a sigh and picked up the remote, and said, "Do you mind if I change it?"
"No, it's cool," Jeff replied. Nick proceeded to search for a program worth watching, when he landed on MTV, which just happened to have a Ricky Martin concert special showing. "Oh, SHIT!" Nick thought to himself. "Ricky is SUCH A CUTIE!" he continued his thought. Nick was secretly gay. No one knew at all. Absolutely NO ONE. We're talkin' a MAJOR CLOSET CASE. But he definitely knew that he was, and that it wasn't just a phase, no doubt about that.
Nick looked over to Jeff and said, "Man, I hope we can tour with him someday. He's such an awesome performer." Jeff agreed, "Yah, that would be fuckin' cool!" In Nicks mind, he was thinking, "Fuckin' right it would be! To be able to fuck that cute little Puerto Rican ass EVERY NIGHT on that bus....mmmm...." They continued to watch the show for about 10 more minutes, when Jeff looked over to Nick's lap, not helping but to notice the enormous bulge pointing down his thigh in his pants. Jeff's mouth fell open, and he thought, "HOLY SHIT!" Nick quickly flashed a look over at Jeff, and Jeff quickly picked his chin up off the floor and stared at the television, pretending not to see anything. Nick slowly turned his head facing back forward, beginning to feel his face blush. "Oh shit. He saw my hard-on," he thought. He slowly reached between them and grabbed a pillow and placed it on his lap, then his hands folded on top of the pillow. He then slowly moved his eyes over to Jeff. Still watching television. Then he moved his eyes downward, to Jeff's crotch. "OH MY FUCKING GOD! HE'S HARD TOO!" he thought in utter excitement. "Wow...I always thought that he was gay...or at least bi," he thought.
He decided to be brave as a mother fucker, and said, "So...do you think Ricky's cute?" Jeff, raising his eyebrows and developing a look of confusion, surprise, and excitement on his face at the same time, said, "Um...what?"
"You heard me. Do you think Ricky Martin is hot?"
"Um...uh...well...I guess...I mean, he's not like...ugly," he replied, stammering. "Me, too. I bet he has an awesome dick," Nick said, trying to get Jeff to open up, in more ways than one. Jeff grinned, then bit his bottom lip. Nick, seeming to get braver by the second, shot out another question for Jeff. "Do you think I'M cute?" Jeff said, "Well...um...well...uh...yes...I guess..." Nick then said, "Well I think you're GORGEOUS." Jeff began to blush, then said, "Oh...really? Thanks..."
"Okay. I know, Jeff. You're a fag. It's okay. I'm cool with that. I am too. No one knows. Except YOU."
"Oh...well...yah you're right. I like da boyz...and...I think you're fucking HOT AS HELL...," Jeff replied, then placing his hand over his mouth and saying, "Oh God...did I just say that out loud?" Nick nodded his head, flashing to Jeff a half-grin. They stared at each other for a few moments, then back to the television. Ricky was over. It was 10:30pm. Their dicks were still hard.
Jeff asked Nick, "So...you tired at all?"
"Nope."
"Ah..."
"Why, are you?" Nick asked. "Oh, no. I'm fine." Jeff replied. Jeff then got up and walked over and sat on the rug in front of the fireplace, which was barely flickering. He took off his turtleneck sweater, revealing the wife-beater he wore underneath, and his perfectly chisled torso. Nick's jaw slowly opened in awe. "Jesus. Look at that fucking body!" he thought. Nick's cock was still hard as a rock. He couldn't see if Jeff was still hard from where he was sitting. Jeff then stretched and laid on his back, with his head facing the fireplace, just gazing into the hypnotic flames. Nick just stared at Jeff's beautiful physique for about 5 or 10 minutes, then asked in a very quiet whisper, "Jeff? You asleep?" No reply. He asked again; still no reply. He saw his chest moving up and down in sync with his breathing, indicating he was asleep.
Nick stood up from the sofa, removed his turtleneck sweater and shoes, leaving nothing on his body except for his navy blue Docker's khakis. He then crept over to where Jeff lay, then knelt down beside him, then on both knees, just staring at Jeff's amazing body. "He's like a little angel..." he thought. He glanced up at the clock. 10:58pm. Jeff was flat on his back, with his arms stretched under his head, and his dick was still VERY much erect. Nick pinched Jeff's right nipple to see if he was really asleep. No movement. He hoped he was asleep. Nick wanted Jeff so badly. Ever since the first day they met. And tonight, he was going to fulfill his desire...
He carefully reached over and unbuttoned Jeff's jeans, then unzipped them. "Ahhh...no undies. Why Jeff, how cute..." he whispered to himself. Pulling Jeff's massive cock out, Nick's mouth dropped once again, in awe of it's size. Nick estimated it to be approximately 10 inches long, and about 2 inches in width. Jeff began to move. Nick almost shit himself, then jumped back up and onto the sofa. Jeff opened his eyes, then raised his head, looking down his stomach to his cock standing straight up. "Um...OH MY GOD," he said. "Oh God...I'm sorry, Jeff. But I've had the BIGGEST crush on you ever since I met you."
"No...it's okay. I'm just in shock because I have always hoped we would...'DO' something...I have had a crush on you forever too...," Jeff replied. "Really? Wow," Nick said. "So...do you want to...do something?" Jeff asked. "Really? Are you sure?" Nick asked in sheer excitement. "Yes. I'm sure. You can come back over and finish whatever you started *wink*..."
Nick stood up, again revealing his 9" cock bulge in his pants. He walked over to Jeff, spread his legs and placed one knee on each side of Jeff's smooth chest. Nick then began massaging Jeff's chest, then his sinewy, sexy arms, then leaned down and kissed him. A long, sensuous kiss. Nick pulled away, staring into Jeff's beautiful gray eyes. He off his knees, then sat next to Jeff's legs, and slowly began to stroke Jeff's giant manhood. He then leaned forward and licked the head, then continued to move it into his mouth as far as it would go. He was sucking as hard as he could, moving slowly, enjoying every moment. He continued sucking for about 5 minutes, then lifted his head completely off Jeff's cock. "Goddamn Nick...where did you learn to suck like that?" Jeff asked.
"Oh...just...practice I guess *half-grin*," Nick replied. They both smiled at each other, then Jeff sat up and removed his shirt and pants. Nick removed his pants also. "So...feel up for some suckin'?" Nick asked Jeff. "Of course *wink*," Jeff answered. Nick moved up to the sofa and sat, and Jeff planted his knees on the floor in front of him. He grabbed Nick's dick and licked it gently, from the base to the tip, then back down, leading to his balls, in which he licked and sucked for quite sometime. He then licked Nick's cock up and down some more, then proceeded to put his lips around the head, indulging every savory taste of his manhood. He moved his head up and down, faster and faster until Nick let out a subtle moan, then Jeff lifted his head off Nick's dick.
Nick leaned down and they passionately kissed. Nick's cock was so hard that it was throbbing. Jeff stood up and slowly moved toward Nick, smiling, indicating it was time for booty blastin'. Nick smiled back, kissed his neck, then placed his hands on Jeff's perfectly shaped ass, pulling him forward. Jeff held Nick's giant cock and aimed it for his tight ass, then Jeff sat on his cock, slowly sliding down, letting out a long, quiet moan. Jeff was riding Nick very slowly, kissing him at the same time. Nick then placed his hands around Jeff's waist, pulling him up and pushing him down harder and faster. Jeff began to moan, in sync with Nick's strong, yet gentle thrusts.
They continued for 10 or 15 minutes, then Nick began to moan, and he pulled himself out of Jeff. Jeff was moaning too, then he began to jack Nick off, leading to an explosive orgasm. Nick was grunting and moaning as he shot his load all over his hard, smooth stomach, and all over Jeff's hand. Jeff then licked Nick's cum-covered stomach, then kissed his way up to his pouty lips. Jeff moved his cock up to Nick's face, and Nick began sucking Jeff's hard cock.
Nick then started to jack Jeff off, then Jeff grabbed his own cock and jacked himself off until ejaculation, cumming all over Nick's face. Nick opened his mouth to attempt to catch some of Jeff's warm, thick juice. Nick was surprised at how long Jeff's orgasm had lasted. He kept cumming and cumming! Finally, he stopped, moaning, then he slid down and they kissed for a few moments. Nick then said, "Wow. That was even better than what I expected."
"Same here," Jeff replied. Jeff then leaned forward and laid his head on Nick's chest, then closed his eyes. They stayed there for quite sometime. About 20 minutes had passed, and they had both drifted off to sleep, maintaining their positions, when Nick woke and looked at the clock. It was 12:04am. He whispered as softly as he could, "Merry Christmas, my sleeping beauty..."
Here he was with two submissive men, and he loved it. He reached farther under Charlie, taking his hard cock in his hand. By this time, Charlie was ready for anything. He hadn't had a man in months, and he was way too horny for that. Feeling Randy stroke his erection nearly sent him over the edge, but he was able to keep control, barely. Charlie spun around, and dropped to his knees next to Mark. Charlie was still pumping Mark's mouth full of hard cock, and Charlie inched forward. Randy let go of Mark's hair, but Mark didn't miss a beat, keeping up his sucking of Randy's erection. Charlie began to lick at Randy's balls, swirling his tongue in circles. Randy finally broke the silence.
"Mark, feed him my cock," Randy dictated.
Slowly, Mark let Randy's cock slip out of his mouth. Then he lightly grasped it in his left hand as Randy turned slightly toward Charlie. Mark then guided Randy's big dick into Charlie's begging mouth, and Charlie moaned a long sigh of sexual release as he felt the soft skin of Randy's mouth slide between his lips.
"Yes, that's it, you cop-stud you, suck my cock, you know you love it," Randy encouraged. "Mark, go down on him now."
Mark bent over, and he began to slowly lick the head of Charlie's dick.
"Ohhhhhhhhmmmmmppphhhhhhhhh," Charlie groaned as he kept up his oral assault on Randy's cock. Hearing Randy call him a "cop-stud" had really made his heart skip a beat. He loved that. He wanted Charlie to fuck him; it was that simple. And he had to have it now.
Charlie pulled off of Randy's cock, and stood up, wrenching his own hard-on out of Mark's mouth. He partly pushed, partly eased Randy back onto the bed, and crawled on top of him, feeling Randy's cock slide between the cheeks of his ass. Randy could feel the hair on Charlie's ass sliding all over his dick, and it made his cock jump. Charlie leaned over and slid his tongue deep into Randy's mouth, and the two men enjoyed a deep French kiss. Mark jumped up on the bed also, and began to stroke Charlie's cock with both hands. These three men were now on sexual overdrive, and they writhed and groped like animals.
Charlie got off the bed for a second, and reached into his nightstand drawer, taking out a bottle of lubrication. Mark began to run his tongue up and down the sides of Randy's cock, keeping him extremely hard. Charlie poured some of the lube into his hand, and began to rub it all over his ass. He stared at Randy's cock as Mark kept him hard. Charlie rubbed the oil up and down the crack of his ass, and he slowly penetrated himself with his index finger. His muscles instantly relaxed, and he knew he was ready for Randy. He slowly moved back on top of him, and as he did, Mark moved behind him.
Randy pulled Charlie down to him, and once again they shared a passionate kiss. Mark took Randy's cock in his hand, and began to guide it into Charlie. The head of his cock pushed past the opening, and Randy moaned at the warmth. Mark had never before seen anything so sexy. His man was fucking another man. Mark stood back and stroked his cock, and just watched as Randy pushed deeper into Charlie. Mark was ever-so-lightly squeezing his balls as he jacked off, and he relished in the sight of Randy's cock driving deeper into Charlie's round ass. Charlie began to ride up and down on Randy's cock in a steady rhythm, and Randy was holding Charlie's cock and balls in his hands, relishing the sight of Charlie's obvious delight.
"Oh man, oh damn Randy. Fuck me baby. Fuck this tight cop ass," Charlie whispered.
Mark took the opportunity to stand up on the bed, balancing himself on Charlie's shoulders, straddling Randy. He offered his cock to Charlie, and Charlie greedily took it in his mouth. Charlie's hunger for cock was simply overwhelming his senses and he grabbed Mark by his ass, pulling that thick cock in and out of his mouth. Mark was groaning at the pleasure Charlie was giving him. He would take Mark fully in his mouth, and then slowly work his way back to the crown of his cock, finishing the stroke by swirling his tongue in circles around the tip. Then he would dive back down again. Randy was now fucking him at any pace he wanted; he would fuck at a steady rhythm, and then increase his speed. At this point, Randy knew what he wanted to happen. All three men would orgasm together.
"Mark, ready to cum soon?" Randy asked.
Mark was holding the back of Charlie's head with one hand and massaging his own balls with the other. Charlie was trying to suck the cum right out of him. "Oh yes, yes, Randy. Cop-stud here gives...oh fuck...great...head."
"Ready, cop-stud?" Charlie's cock was lubricated with his own pre-cum, and Randy could tell by the feel of this throbbing dick that he was ready. A few more good strokes and Charlie would blast his cum. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmm." That was all Charlie could manage to say, his mouth being filled with Mark's cock.
The sight of Mark's ass above him was driving Randy to the edge. He was now motionless; Charlie was doing all the work, continuing to impale that round ass on his cock. A few upward thrusts was all Randy would need to reach his peak, but Charlie would cum first, and then he and Mark would fill Charlie full of cum.
"I'm close, Randy," Mark called out.
"Mark, when he cums, we cum, got it?" Randy ordered.
"Yessssssssss," Mark replied.
Randy formed a tunnel with both of his hands, wrapping them around Charlie's hard cock. He pumped his hands twice, stopped, and squeezed.
Charlie's eyes were wide open, and as he started to orgasm, he pulled Mark's cock all the way into his mouth, grabbing at Mark's ass as hard as he could. Hot streams of fluid began to spray from Charlie's cock. It was uncontrollable, due to Randy's cock splitting him open. Charlie could not use his muscles to regulate his orgasm. His cock, with a mind of it's own now, just blasted cum all over Randy's body. Charlie never made a sound through all of this.
Randy was amazed by the volume of cum Charlie was raining all over him. His face, neck, shoulders, and chest were being covered in Charlie's cum. Charlie's cock felt so incredibly hard in his hands; he could not help but wonder what it would be like to feel it inside him.
Mark was beginning to orgasm as he fucked Charlie's mouth. His legs shook, and every muscle in his body was tensing up. Randy never sucked his cock like this. It was always the other way around: he would suck Randy before Randy fucked him. He loved Randy, but the thought of cumming in another man's mouth was incredible for him. Mark threw his head back and closed his eyes. He could feel cum splattering on his legs as Charlie writhed in orgasm. He could feel Charlie squeezing his ass tightly. Mark held Charlie's head, and he began pump his cum into Charlie's mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk... Yesssssssssssssssss," Mark yelled. He started to fuck Charlie's mouth, driving his cock in and out. He could feel the blasts of air from Charlie's nostrils as he shot stream after stream of juice into Charlie's hungry throat. Mark was tossing his head back and forth as he did his best to stay standing as he orgasmed. Mark was feeling total pleasure as Charlie devoured him.
Charlie was concentrating on drinking Mark's cum, and he made sure he breathed deeply though his nose. He welcomed Mark's orgasm deep down his throat. His own cock, shooting long streams of hot cum, seemed to be detached from his body, his orgasm off in the distance somewhere. For some reason he thought about his love for all men, his homosexuality a badge of honor to be worn like his police force badge. He loved these two men. He loved them for making him feel so fulfilled.
When Mark started to orgasm, Randy could no longer hold off. He drove his cock into Charlie's ass one last time, and he erupted, still jacking Charlie's cock with both hands.
"Ohhhhhhhh...damn...yesssssssssss...cop-stud!" Randy bellowed. His cock grew even harder, and he shot deep into Charlie's ass. Randy raised his head to see Charlie's cock still spewing forth streams of cum, and he pointed it directly at his own face, feeling the juice splatter on his lips. It seemed as though his own cum was shooting into Charlie, and then forcing its way back out through that hard dick in front of him. Charlie's ass was like a furnace, taking in Randy's fire.
Hearing Randy cum inspired Mark to fuck Charlie's mouth even faster. He continued to fill his mouth, although the intensity was subsiding. He could only wonder at Charlie's ability to drink such a huge volume of his fluid.
Charlie stiffened as Randy shot off inside him. His cum was hot, almost burning him from the inside. He loved being filled by men, and he felt total pleasure. He would want it again and again and again.
The three men were all cumming together. Sounds of sex filled the room: groaning, slurping bodies slapping together. It seemed to go on for minutes. Slowly, the sounds began to subside, and the bodies fell from one another. Randy, Mark, and Charlie all rested on the bed next to each other, kissing and feeling each other. After some time, three hard cocks appeared, desiring more caresses. For Randy, Mark, and their cop-stud, the night would go on forever.
The cop went to his car, and he was only there for about five minutes. During this time Randy kept squeezing his cock over and over. When the officer came back to his car, the head of his dick protruded out from his shorts and the crown glistened with pre-cum. Randy was enjoying this. As the policeman again stood by his car, Randy could see a wet spot on his pants. Sweat was pouring off his face now.
"Randy, I am going to let you off this time, but please keep the speed down. By the way, my name is Charlie. I get off work soon. Would you like to go drink a beer with me?"
Randy was stunned. The guy was asking him out.
"Well Charlie, I would love to do that, but I have to meet my friend Mark at my house. We could meet you."
Randy could see Charlie was staring at his cock again. He pulled back his shorts to expose the entire length. He heard Charlie groan.
"Great. Do you know of the bar Hideaways?" Charlie asked.
"Yes, been there a few times. It's a cool place."
"Meet around eight?" he asked.
"Sure, sounds good."
"Good. See you then."
And he got in his patrol car and sped off. Randy told Mark of his experience when he got home, and to his surprise, Mark was all for it. They showered together, ate some dinner, and drove to Hideaways, getting there a little before eight. Charlie was already there, sitting at the bar, surrounded by three other men. Charlie left them as he saw Randy and Mark come in, the he greeted Randy with a hug. Randy introduced Charlie to Mark, and they all sat at a table, getting to know each other.
Randy and Mark wore jeans, but Charlie was dressed in tight shorts and a tank top, and he oozed confidence and sexuality. Randy and Charlie were dominating the conversation, while Mark just seemed to listen. Every once in a while Charlie would sneak a glance at the bulge in Randy's jeans, and he could feel his stomach churn. It was that special, sexual feeling. Randy could see Charlie's erection in through his nylon shorts, and it was an even clearer profile of this man's huge cock. Randy new it was going to be an exciting evening.
As the night wore on, the three men discussed having sex, plain and simple. Randy was pleased to here that Charlie was as submissive as Mark and wild thoughts ran through his mind. It was around 10:30 by then, and he made the strong suggestion that the three of them go somewhere, either to Charlie's or to Mark's. Charlie quickly agreed they should go to his house, and the three of them left the bar for the short drive to Charlie's place.
His house was in a relatively nice part of Atlanta; it was a nice two-story, with a basement. Charlie obviously was making a nice living as a policeman, or perhaps he was just very frugal with his money. At any rate, soon they were sitting at the kitchen table, each man drinking another beer. Randy and Charlie still did most of the talking, with Mark listening attentively. After only a few minutes, Charlie suggested that they all grab a few more beers and head upstairs to the master bedroom. Once there, the three men stripped, without saying a word. Charlie was the first one nude, and he watched as the two men in front of him slowly removed their clothes.
Charlie's cock was hard, pushing out from the dark patch of pubic hair, and it pulsed to his heartbeat. He watched as Mark knelt in front of Randy; both men were nude now, and Mark began to lick the sides of Randy's cock. Charlie moved to their side of the bed, and he bent over the edge, right next to Randy. Randy began to massage Charlie's balls, which were high and tight against his body. Mark was soon taking Randy's cock deep down his throat, and Randy took his head in his right hand, fucking Mark's face. Mark was stroking his cock as he went down on Randy, and moaning loudly as Randy's balls bounced off his chin. He loved sucking Randy.
During the time that Mark and Randy had been seeing each other, Randy had definitely asserted himself as the "top" in the relationship, which suited Mark just fine. He was a natural "bottom". Mark was very feminine in the way he acted and his slender body and round butt turned Randy into an animal. Mark would give Randy head anywhere he liked. He simply loved the way Randy made love to him, always fucking him in different positions. They would fuck fast and hard one night, and then slowly and softly the next. Mark felt totally dependent on him, and would do most anything to make him happy. Both of them had not slept with any other men since they started seeing each other, but Mark was willing to let Randy have all the fun he wanted with Charlie. If it made Randy happy, it made Mark happy.
Randy had Mark's shoulder length hair rolled up into a knot in his hand. In this way he could make Mark suck him at any pace he wanted, and Mark always kept up. He was an expert cocksucker, and Randy loved the way Mark's cheeks sucked in and out as he slid the entire shaft down, and then back up, his throat. But Charlie was something else, and Randy could not take his eyes off that tight hairy ass. Charlie was up on his toes now, moaning softly at Randy's caressing of his balls. The round cheeks of his ass flexed each time Randy squeezed his nuts, and Randy knew that this man was primed to be fucked. Randy had been in a few threesomes before Mark, and he the situation he was now in reminded him of how sexually exciting it was.
Randy was going to be late, so he pushed down on the accelerator, increasing his speed to eighty-five as he sped up I-85, north of his hometown of Atlanta. It was Friday evening, and he was supposed to meet his lover Mark at his house at six o'clock, and it was already after six. The gym he had been to was packed that afternoon, and he couldn't rip himself away from the place. There were way too many hot men to look at. But he did skip the showers, and now he tried to make up some time as he drove.
At twenty-three, Randy already had a steady, well paying job, and the gay life in Atlanta was more exciting then he could ever imagine. He and Mark had been seeing each other for about six months, and they were passionate lovers. But Mark was a little more serious about their relationship, and he wanted to move in together, which Randy was hesitant to do. Mark was thirty, and he was ready to settle down. Randy thought of him as he weaved through the traffic. He could see Mark in his mind; about 5'11', short black hair, mustache, and a nice slim body. Randy began to get an erection as the picture of Mark nude floated through his head. His cock pushed against the flimsy fabric of his shorts, and Randy squeezed it with his left hand as he drove.
Randy didn't notice the Atlanta City policeman tailing him, and he jumped when he heard the siren blare behind him. He checked his speedometer; it read ninty miles an hour. Randy slowed down and pulled to the right side of the highway, and reluctantly slowed to a stop. He knew he had screwed up. The only problem was that his cock was still at full staff, and he could only try to hide it with his hands as the cop approached his Taurus. Randy could see him in his side mirror as he approached. He looked to be quite handsome, and in fine shape, but it was kind of difficult to tell through his uniform. Men in uniform proved to be one of Randy's intense turn-on's, and his heart skipped a beat as the policeman reached his window. The guy was gorgeous, and Randy felt weak.
"Good evening, sir. Liscense and registration please," the cop requested. Randy took his registration out of the glove box, and fumbled through his wallet to find his license. As he did so he had no choice to expose his bulging crotch. He didn't say a word as he handed them to the cop. He placed his hands back over his shorts in an attempt to hide his erection.
"Mr. Thompson, how fast do you think you were going?"
"Uhhh, I guess around ninety, officer."
"Good guess. I clocked you at ninety-three. Any explanation?"
"Well sir, I am just running late. I don't have any other reason." Randy's eyes moved to the officer's crotch, and he could see the obvious outline of a growing hard-on in his pants. His cock looked to be huge, and Randy felt like rubbing his own dick instead of trying to hide it. Randy looked at the pin on the officer's chest. It read C. Bryant. The cop was looking over Randy's license carefully, but it was difficult to really tell where he was looking due to the dark sunglasses he wore. Randy wondered if the cop was checking him out instead.
He could be into guys, Randy thought. Randy knew a cop once who told him most policemen are kinky anyways. Always the bold one, Randy decided to take a chance. He placed his hands on the steering wheel, exposing his raging hard-on, hidden only by his thin shorts. He looked up at the cop, and smiled broadly. He could see a bead of sweat running down the side of the officer's face, and at that moment the policeman removed his sunglasses. He was definitely looking at Randy's cock. Randy's eyes again moved to the growing bulge in the cops pants, and the outline of it was perfect, laying to the left, pushing against his tight trousers. Randy licked his lips without thinking. He was getting to this hunk of a man. The cop tried to keep some semblance of professionalism.
"Mr. Thompson, I will be right back," he said.
"Sure officer."
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"Ooooh," I cried as a cold liquid fell on my chest.
I looked up and saw Jeff slowly dripping the wine on my chest. He smiled when our eyes met and hurried down to slurp up the rich juices. He then licked his way down my chest to my tummy. He stopped and dripped wine in my navel. Jeff's tongue sucked the juice up while fondling my balls.
I cried in pleasure as I felt Jeff's mouth inch down my treasure trail and between my thighs. He kissed and licked the sides of my cock. My member twitched and was about to explode as the sensations of another man licking my penis was too much. Then I felt the cool wine droplets fall on my cock and balls. The coolness of the wine halted my cock's pending eruption.
Jeff smelling my hot sex along with the sweet smell of the wine slid my thick penis into his mouth. His mouth was like a sauna, hot and steamy. I felt his tongue caress the sides of my cock. The room was getting hotter, my head started spinning, and my cock was as hard as it ever was. Jeff was fucking my cock with his mouth. My golden brown balls were smacking up against his face while I was moaning and groaning in absolute rapture.
"Uhhh Jeff, I'm gonna cum, ohhhh, yes, this is so good, ahhhh, yessss"
Jeff slipped his lips off my rod as I came. My orgasm shook me like a freight train. I came so hard and long that I totally forgot about Jeff. When it ended I smiled as I saw Jeff's face moving towards me. His face was covered in white slimy cum. It was all over his eyes, nose, and lips. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Cum was dripping off his face as our lips met. As we kissed I tasted my own cum in Jeff's mouth. It tasted salty, but good. I began to clean my lover's face, slowly by surely enjoying the taste of cum with each lick. I could only imagine was Jeff's cream would taste like.
After finishing my cleaning, Jeff slid down my sweaty naked body and began to suck on my balls. I felt it and it felt good. Unfortunately my cock was spent. The poor guy had been worn out by an experienced cocksucker.
Jeff lifted my legs up in the air and began to devour my asshole. I could feel his tongue probing me, moistening my anus. It was a whole new pleasure in which I've never experienced. It looked like it was going to be that kind of day.
My eyes were closed and I felt like I was in a dream state. I quickly awoke as I felt the tip of Jeff's cock enter my ass. He was gentle and patient, but my ass was tight and the pain came quickly as he eased himself in. My asshole expanded to make room for Jeff's penis. It stretched and I winced as he continued entering me with his 7-inch cock.
Then Jeff stopped. He had filled my ass up. I could feel him inside me and with a little fear and a lot of excitement; I waited what was to come. Jeff began to pull out and then back in. Through the pain I began to feel pleasure. Seconds later the pain subsided and all I felt was joy of having a big fat cock in my ass.
Jeff began to quicken his pace. In and out, in and out...I began to moan his name. Jeff, who up to this point hadn't said a word, began to talk.
"Oh yes, I'm fucking your hot ass!"
"Yessss," I cried.
"Your so tight, uhhh yeah, Brad, how do you like your first ass fucking?"
"Ohhhh, yessss, I love it!"
"You're my little bitch aren't you? You need my cock!"
"Yesssss!"
"Say it!"
"I need you hard cock, ohh yesss, faster, I'm your bitch, fuck me Jeff, fuck me!"
Jeff was pounding my ass furiously. His balls were making loud slaps as he thrusted into me. I was moaning Jeff's name, as he was mine. We both were in total ecstasy. I was fingering my nipples and Jeff was stroking my cock as he fucked me. My cock was back and ready for more.
"Uhhhh, yesssss, Brad, ohh, your ass is so good, I can't hold off any longer, uhhhh."
"Jeff! Oh yes, Jeff! Fuck me like your little slut. Cum in my ass. I wanna feel you hot cock cum inside me, ohhhhh Jeff!"
My cock exploded once again. It was pointing up in the air and cum was flying all over me. Jeff, still stroking me stuck out his tongue and caught a few drops of my cum. This proved too much for Jeff as I heard him moan loudly, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he came.
I felt the muscles in his cock spasm and warm liquid spewed into my body. Stream after stream flowed as Jeff moaned and cried. I could feel the warmth of his cum in me. My cock was still spasming as he dumped his whole load in my ass.
Suddenly Jeff was done. He slowly pulled out and I heard a pop when his cock left my warm ass. I could feel cum dripping out of my asshole as Jeff laid next to me. He still had his shirt on so I quickly remedied that and sucked on his erect nipples. Jeff was exhausted. Quite frankly so was I. Both of us on our back with flaccid cocks looked at each other and kissed. I whispered the words "Thank You" to him. Jeff put his finger on my lips to keep me quiet and kissed me gently. We rolled up next to each other and melted into each other's arms. In that position we fell asleep, two naked men, holding each other after the most intense most electrifying sexual experience of our lives.
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A First Time for Everything part 2
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I kissed Jeff passionately as he went out the door. I watched as he hopped in his old Chevy Nova and drove off.
Dejected and still horny, I had no idea what to do. Kissing and making out with Jeff was so hot and now I'd have to wait. I sat down on his couch and thought about what to do. I decided to snoop around the place.
I walked into Jeff's room. It was the normal teenagers room. There were posters of hot girls, bands, and sports pennants everywhere. His bed was unkept and he had dirty laundry lying across the floor. At his desk was his computer. The very same machine that we first connected. It was already on so I decided to connect to the net. I checked my e-mail and then began searching for some hot gay pics.
That's how all this stuff happened with Jeff. I was horny and pissed off at Allison for not wanted to have sex. I had been bi curious for a while now. I hadn't any experiences at all, just my fantasies. I'd look for pics on the net of hot guys blowing each other. Men kissing men turned me on as well. I posted a few ads, but none of the men appealed to me. I wanted a guy with a great body, cute face, and a horny appetite. Personal ads weren't working so I hit the gay/bi chat rooms. I'd cyber with these men, as I'd masturbate with one hand and type with the other. In one of these chat rooms, I met Jeff. We chatted and he seemed cool. Jeff was pretty near where I lived, only 20-30 minutes away. I will never forget when he sent me his picture. I was in awe. He was hot! His pic consisted of Jeff with his shirt off showing me his awesome chest. He had on plaid boxers with a little surprise sticking out. You could see his penis, not all of it, but enough to get you thinking of how it would taste in your mouth.
Jeff and I became fast friends. We e-mailed each other almost everyday. We shared fantasies and told each other of our sex lives. Jeff was bi and very out. His parents, friends, and his whole high school knew. Most of his experiences were with men. Jeff would explain in breathtaking detail of the hot nights he would spend with the athletic jocks and horny brains at school. I remember asking him why he never told me of his exploits with girls. He'd explain how the girls at school thought he was disgusting for being bi. I later began to think that was just an excuse. Jeff never got very excited when I talked about fucking my girlfriend Allison.
Weeks past and I finally sent some of my racy pictures Jeff's way. He loved them. He told me jacked off looking at my body almost every night. We then began our phone relationship. I was falling for this boy and hearing his sexy voice only made it worse. The two of us engaged in some pretty heavy phone sex along the way. Telling each other what nasty thing we wanted to do to each other. Jeff would tell me that he wanted to sink his cock into my tight round ass. I told him I wanted to slide his cock deep into my mouth and swallow all his teenage cum. We did this for over a month and all without my live in girlfriend finding out.
Jeff began to talk about getting together and backing up all the talk we made to each other. Being inexperienced, I was scared. Having cybersex was one thing, meeting was another. I wasn't sure if I was ready yet. Jeff kept pressuring me for weeks, promising nobody would find out. I finally gave in. I had realized that I really wanted Jeff. I wanted to feel a man's naked body next to mine. I wanted to experience sex with a hot young stud.
That brings us up to this weekend. I told my girlfriend Allison that I was going fishing with some buddies. I had to tell my buddies to back up my story. They of course wanted to know why. I didn't tell them about Jeff, but hinted that I would be getting some. They wanted to know all about "her" when I got back.
This leads me to where I am now. I was in Jeff's room with my pants down looking at gay pornography. I'm stoking my 8-inch cock furiously trying to get off before Jeff came back.
"That guy's ass is good enough to eat, don't you think Brad?" a strange voice startled me from behind. It was Jeff and he was smiling from ear to ear. Just adorable.
I got up and began pulling up my pants. Jeff wagging a finger at me told me to leave them down. He stepped towards me and cupped my naked ass and kissed me like I've never been kissed before. It was so soft, wet, sensual, and yet so masculine. Jeff layed me on his bed and continued probing my mouth with his tongue. His hands had found my manhood and were gently stroking my cock. He got up from me and winked and left the room. What now, I thought?
My teenage lover came back with a bottle of wine. Jeff popped the cork and took a swig. He passed the bottle to me and I did the same. He then kissed my lips and we both tasted the strong flavor of the wine on our tongues. He once again removed my shirt and kissed my nipples. I loved the way he was pleasing me. My eyes closed and I cooed encouragement toward my 18-year-old lover.
Driving down the road only blocks from my destination, I begin to have second thoughts. Here I was a 28-year-old man, good job, great friends, and a sexy girlfriend. Now I was about to risk it all for a chance at a fantasy that had haunted me for months now.
I was about to have my first homosexual experience. I had wanted this for so long and now I was only minutes away. The butterflies in my stomach were going strong as I rolled closer to Jeff's house.
Jeff was an 18-year-old guy. He was still in High School and was completely out as a bisexual. We chatted, emailed, phoned, and traded pics for months, all behind the back of my girlfriend Allison.
Jeff was 6'1, 175 pounds, short brown hair, and beautiful blue eyes. He worked out and played a couple of sports at school. He was in very good shape. His chest was so sexy and strong. Jeff was smooth, just the way I liked. His cock from the pictures he sent was about 7 inches long and cut. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen.
As for me, my name is Brad. I'm not nearly the hot specimen that Jeff is. He doesn't seem to mind though. He just wants to be with an older man. I'm 5'10, 180 pounds, black hair, and brown eyes. I have some extra weight on me that I would love to lose, but I'm not all that bad. My chest has some light hair sprinkled over it and is still pretty attractive. My cock is my best feature. It's 8 inches and very thick. My girlfriend Allison can't get enough of it.
My brand new dark blue Chrysler PT Cruiser rolled up to Jeff's block. I scanned the addresses looking for 2367. There it was, a cute white house with a nice garden in front. I parked across the street and took a deep breath before walking towards his house. I have to admit, I was scared. I thought crept through my mind. What if Jeff had lied about everything? It would have been easy to steal someone else's pictures. I would just about die if Jeff weren't who he said he was.
I was at the door now. Thoughts were racing through my head at a very rapid pace. I could still bail if I had to. It wasn't too late. I shook my head and forced my hand to the buzzer. I pressed and it rang. My heartbeat was going crazy. This was the most craziest and exciting moment of my life.
The door opened and there stood Jeff. He looked just as the pictures suggested. I was relieved. One worry down.
"Hey, you must be Brad," Jeff said through the screen door.
"Uh, yeah, that's me alright."
I walked into his house. His parents and siblings were gone for the weekend, so it was just he and I.
"Brad, let's sit and get better acquainted," the high school senior said to me. I eyed his tight butt as he sat on then old couch.
"So....", I managed to say. I was such an idiot.
"Brad, you look a little nervous. Don't worry I won't bite. Unless you want me too."
We both laughed at that comment. It eased the tension a bit.
"Yeah, I am nervous. This is all so new to me."
"Don't be. I'm the same guy you've written to, talked on the phone for months. We are just gonna take our relationship to the next level."
"Yeah, I know. Nice place you got here," I blurted out. I was still nervous.
"Brad, sit next to me. We both know this is why you're here."
Jeff's hand patted the space right next to him on the couch. I smiled sheepishly and sat next to the 18 year old.
"Can I put my hand right here?"
Jeff put his hand high on my thigh. My black jeans felt as if they weren't there. I could feel the heat from his hand. Jeff then leaned over and kissed my forehead, my nose and brushed his full lips against mine and smiled. Damn this boy knew what he was doing. I was putty in his hands at that point.
"I'll go slow for you Brad."
Once again he leaned his cute face over towards mine. His lips locked onto my lips and we were kissing. Very slowly he kissed me, no tongue yet, but very sensual. His hands were running along my thigh making me so hot.
Then we started. His tongue flew into my mouth and my tongue instinctively did the same to him. We were making out. My hands were caressing the hair on his head, his hands along my back. I was making out with another man. My mind was delirious as we went at it for several more minutes.
Jeff then stopped and smiled. He was so adorable. His blue eyes and cute button nose drove me crazy. This is the man I was going to fuck. No, the man I was going to make love to. He slipped his hands under my tight black T-shirt and began taking it off. I raised my hands as he slid the shirt up. Before slipping the shirt off, he gently kissed my armpits. Shivers ran through my body. Now, totally topless, Jeff began his work on my already erect nipples. His hot tongue lathered them and sucked on them, as I never knew I wanted.
RINGGGGGG!
The phone rang. It startled me and briefly woke me up from my dream state. Jeff whispered something about the answering machine and continued licking my nipples and kissing my neck.
The answering machine picked up.
"Jeff, this is dad. Pick up the phone, I know your home. We need your help. We left the tickets on the bedroom dresser. Pick up!"
Jeff slid off me and towards the phone. He took the cordless to another room and I just sat there catching my breath.
A couple minutes later, Jeff came into the living room swearing.
"I'm so sorry Brad, but I gotta drive down the airport and give my parents their plane tickets. There flight was delayed so I have time, but I gotta go now."
I was shocked. I got up and began putting my shirt back on and heading for the door.
"Hey sexy," he kissed me, "I'll be back in an hour or so. Hang out here. My house is your house."
"Really, you still wanna do this?"
"Brad, I couldn't wait for this moment for months. Of course I want to do this. I want you."
I smiled. This was so surreal. Another man was telling me that he wanted me!
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viruses don't induce terror. they induce ph34r!!!!
let's show them industrial terrorism
i am excited for tomorrow. props to all AC-murderers.
IDC confirmed this week that *BSD accounts for more than 35 percent of
all sales of poppers. This news serves to reinforce what we've known
all along. *BSD is collapsing into complete homosexuality.
You don't need to be a Turing to predict *BSD's future. The hand-
wipings are on the wall; *BSD faces a bleak future. In fact there
won't be any future at all for *BSD because *BSD is dying of the
Virus. As many of us are already aware, *BSD continues to lose T-cells.
Red pus flows like a river of semen. FreeBSD is the most endangered of
them all.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBathhouse leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of
OpenBathhouse. How many users of NetBathhouse are there? Let's
see. The number of OpenBathhouse versus NetBathhouse posts on Usenet
is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 =
1400 NetBathhouse users. Bathhouse/OS posts on Usenet are about half
of the volume of NetBathhouse posts. Therefore there are about 700
users of Bathhouse/OS. A recent article put FreeBathhouse at about 80
percent of the *Bathhouse market. Therefore there are
(7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBathhouse users. This is consistent with
the number of FreeBathhouse Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Walnut Creek, abysmal sales and so on, FreeBH
went out of business and was taken over by BHI who sell another
troubled fuck hole. Now BHI is also dead, its corpse turned over to
another fag house.
All major psychological tests show that *BSD has steadily declined
in pussy-lust. *BSD is very sick and its long term survival prospects
are very dim. If *BSD is to survive at all it will be among bi-curious
high-school. *BSD continues to be gay. Nothing short of twenty-year-old
Sophia Loren's gleaming, fragrant vulva could save it at this point
in time. For all practical purposes, *BSD is gay.
IDC confirmed this week that *BSD accounts for more than 35 percent of
all sales of poppers. This news serves to reinforce what we've known
all along. *BSD is collapsing into complete homosexuality.
You don't need to be a Turing to predict *BSD's future. The hand-
wipings are on the wall; *BSD faces a bleak future. In fact there
won't be any future at all for *BSD because *BSD is dying of the
Virus. As many of us are already aware, *BSD continues to lose T-cells.
Red pus flows like a river of semen. FreeBSD is the most endangered of
them all.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBathhouse leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of
OpenBathhouse. How many users of NetBathhouse are there? Let's
see. The number of OpenBathhouse versus NetBathhouse posts on Usenet
is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 =
1400 NetBathhouse users. Bathhouse/OS posts on Usenet are about half
of the volume of NetBathhouse posts. Therefore there are about 700
users of Bathhouse/OS. A recent article put FreeBathhouse at about 80
percent of the *Bathhouse market. Therefore there are
(7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBathhouse users. This is consistent with
the number of FreeBathhouse Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Walnut Creek, abysmal sales and so on, FreeBH
went out of business and was taken over by BHI who sell another
troubled fuck hole. Now BHI is also dead, its corpse turned over to
another fag house.
All major psychological tests show that *BSD has steadily declined
in pussy-lust. *BSD is very sick and its long term survival prospects
are very dim. If *BSD is to survive at all it will be among bi-curious
high-school. *BSD continues to be gay. Nothing short of twenty-year-old
Sophia Loren's gleaming, fragrant vulva could save it at this point
in time. For all practical purposes, *BSD is gay.
this is getting silly
that is just too homosexual for this early in the morning
gay post, suckaz
just before 11 September, i got home from a cross-country trip in a large commercial van which guzzles gas like Michael Sims guzzles bison cum. i was considering what i would have done had i been in Indiana just four days later, and some shithead tried to charge me $5 a gallon for gasoline. i do not think i would have a problem with putting the manager at knifepoint and filling my tank. would anyone out there stand for a gas gouger?
doesn't matter, all the stories and comments are the fucking same anyhow.
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Progeny Debian is fucking gay (i really need to branch out)
kiss on my hand
Bill Gates takes dick
but i'd walk a mile to fuck the screen Claire Danes, that's for fucking sure. that girl is h-o-t-t hott. chicks like her can make even the most hardened Castro bear imagine her head bobbing on his prong.
and besides, anal sex with girls smells better (mainly because girls smell better than guys). cock-Führer.
It was Christmas Eve, 2000, and the boys of the teen-pop group 98 Degrees were staying with Nick and Drew Lachey's parents for the holiday. Everyone (Nick, Drew, Jeff, Justin, and Nick and Drew's Parents) was sitting around the fire in the den, caroling and drinking hot cider. They stayed up until about 10pm, then they decided to retire for the evening. Drew said his good-nights, then headed upstairs to his bedroom, his parents and Justin did the same, leaving Nick and Jeff in the den, on the sofa watching 'It's a Wonderful Life'...
No words were spoken from either one of them, but occasionally one would glance over to the other and flash a subtle grin, then look back to the television. Nick let out a sigh and picked up the remote, and said, "Do you mind if I change it?"
"No, it's cool," Jeff replied. Nick proceeded to search for a program worth watching, when he landed on MTV, which just happened to have a Ricky Martin concert special showing. "Oh, SHIT!" Nick thought to himself. "Ricky is SUCH A CUTIE!" he continued his thought. Nick was secretly gay. No one knew at all. Absolutely NO ONE. We're talkin' a MAJOR CLOSET CASE. But he definitely knew that he was, and that it wasn't just a phase, no doubt about that.
Nick looked over to Jeff and said, "Man, I hope we can tour with him someday. He's such an awesome performer." Jeff agreed, "Yah, that would be fuckin' cool!" In Nicks mind, he was thinking, "Fuckin' right it would be! To be able to fuck that cute little Puerto Rican ass EVERY NIGHT on that bus....mmmm...." They continued to watch the show for about 10 more minutes, when Jeff looked over to Nick's lap, not helping but to notice the enormous bulge pointing down his thigh in his pants. Jeff's mouth fell open, and he thought, "HOLY SHIT!" Nick quickly flashed a look over at Jeff, and Jeff quickly picked his chin up off the floor and stared at the television, pretending not to see anything. Nick slowly turned his head facing back forward, beginning to feel his face blush. "Oh shit. He saw my hard-on," he thought. He slowly reached between them and grabbed a pillow and placed it on his lap, then his hands folded on top of the pillow. He then slowly moved his eyes over to Jeff. Still watching television. Then he moved his eyes downward, to Jeff's crotch. "OH MY FUCKING GOD! HE'S HARD TOO!" he thought in utter excitement. "Wow...I always thought that he was gay...or at least bi," he thought.
He decided to be brave as a mother fucker, and said, "So...do you think Ricky's cute?" Jeff, raising his eyebrows and developing a look of confusion, surprise, and excitement on his face at the same time, said, "Um...what?"
"You heard me. Do you think Ricky Martin is hot?"
"Um...uh...well...I guess...I mean, he's not like...ugly," he replied, stammering. "Me, too. I bet he has an awesome dick," Nick said, trying to get Jeff to open up, in more ways than one. Jeff grinned, then bit his bottom lip. Nick, seeming to get braver by the second, shot out another question for Jeff. "Do you think I'M cute?" Jeff said, "Well...um...well...uh...yes...I guess..." Nick then said, "Well I think you're GORGEOUS." Jeff began to blush, then said, "Oh...really? Thanks..."
"Okay. I know, Jeff. You're a fag. It's okay. I'm cool with that. I am too. No one knows. Except YOU."
"Oh...well...yah you're right. I like da boyz...and...I think you're fucking HOT AS HELL...," Jeff replied, then placing his hand over his mouth and saying, "Oh God...did I just say that out loud?" Nick nodded his head, flashing to Jeff a half-grin. They stared at each other for a few moments, then back to the television. Ricky was over. It was 10:30pm. Their dicks were still hard.
Jeff asked Nick, "So...you tired at all?"
"Nope."
"Ah..."
"Why, are you?" Nick asked. "Oh, no. I'm fine." Jeff replied. Jeff then got up and walked over and sat on the rug in front of the fireplace, which was barely flickering. He took off his turtleneck sweater, revealing the wife-beater he wore underneath, and his perfectly chisled torso. Nick's jaw slowly opened in awe. "Jesus. Look at that fucking body!" he thought. Nick's cock was still hard as a rock. He couldn't see if Jeff was still hard from where he was sitting. Jeff then stretched and laid on his back, with his head facing the fireplace, just gazing into the hypnotic flames. Nick just stared at Jeff's beautiful physique for about 5 or 10 minutes, then asked in a very quiet whisper, "Jeff? You asleep?" No reply. He asked again; still no reply. He saw his chest moving up and down in sync with his breathing, indicating he was asleep.
Nick stood up from the sofa, removed his turtleneck sweater and shoes, leaving nothing on his body except for his navy blue Docker's khakis. He then crept over to where Jeff lay, then knelt down beside him, then on both knees, just staring at Jeff's amazing body. "He's like a little angel..." he thought. He glanced up at the clock. 10:58pm. Jeff was flat on his back, with his arms stretched under his head, and his dick was still VERY much erect. Nick pinched Jeff's right nipple to see if he was really asleep. No movement. He hoped he was asleep. Nick wanted Jeff so badly. Ever since the first day they met. And tonight, he was going to fulfill his desire...
He carefully reached over and unbuttoned Jeff's jeans, then unzipped them. "Ahhh...no undies. Why Jeff, how cute..." he whispered to himself. Pulling Jeff's massive cock out, Nick's mouth dropped once again, in awe of it's size. Nick estimated it to be approximately 10 inches long, and about 2 inches in width. Jeff began to move. Nick almost shit himself, then jumped back up and onto the sofa. Jeff opened his eyes, then raised his head, looking down his stomach to his cock standing straight up. "Um...OH MY GOD," he said. "Oh God...I'm sorry, Jeff. But I've had the BIGGEST crush on you ever since I met you."
"No...it's okay. I'm just in shock because I have always hoped we would...'DO' something...I have had a crush on you forever too...," Jeff replied. "Really? Wow," Nick said. "So...do you want to...do something?" Jeff asked. "Really? Are you sure?" Nick asked in sheer excitement. "Yes. I'm sure. You can come back over and finish whatever you started *wink*..."
Nick stood up, again revealing his 9" cock bulge in his pants. He walked over to Jeff, spread his legs and placed one knee on each side of Jeff's smooth chest. Nick then began massaging Jeff's chest, then his sinewy, sexy arms, then leaned down and kissed him. A long, sensuous kiss. Nick pulled away, staring into Jeff's beautiful gray eyes. He off his knees, then sat next to Jeff's legs, and slowly began to stroke Jeff's giant manhood. He then leaned forward and licked the head, then continued to move it into his mouth as far as it would go. He was sucking as hard as he could, moving slowly, enjoying every moment. He continued sucking for about 5 minutes, then lifted his head completely off Jeff's cock. "Goddamn Nick...where did you learn to suck like that?" Jeff asked.
"Oh...just...practice I guess *half-grin*," Nick replied. They both smiled at each other, then Jeff sat up and removed his shirt and pants. Nick removed his pants also. "So...feel up for some suckin'?" Nick asked Jeff. "Of course *wink*," Jeff answered. Nick moved up to the sofa and sat, and Jeff planted his knees on the floor in front of him. He grabbed Nick's dick and licked it gently, from the base to the tip, then back down, leading to his balls, in which he licked and sucked for quite sometime. He then licked Nick's cock up and down some more, then proceeded to put his lips around the head, indulging every savory taste of his manhood. He moved his head up and down, faster and faster until Nick let out a subtle moan, then Jeff lifted his head off Nick's dick.
Nick leaned down and they passionately kissed. Nick's cock was so hard that it was throbbing. Jeff stood up and slowly moved toward Nick, smiling, indicating it was time for booty blastin'. Nick smiled back, kissed his neck, then placed his hands on Jeff's perfectly shaped ass, pulling him forward. Jeff held Nick's giant cock and aimed it for his tight ass, then Jeff sat on his cock, slowly sliding down, letting out a long, quiet moan. Jeff was riding Nick very slowly, kissing him at the same time. Nick then placed his hands around Jeff's waist, pulling him up and pushing him down harder and faster. Jeff began to moan, in sync with Nick's strong, yet gentle thrusts.
They continued for 10 or 15 minutes, then Nick began to moan, and he pulled himself out of Jeff. Jeff was moaning too, then he began to jack Nick off, leading to an explosive orgasm. Nick was grunting and moaning as he shot his load all over his hard, smooth stomach, and all over Jeff's hand. Jeff then licked Nick's cum-covered stomach, then kissed his way up to his pouty lips. Jeff moved his cock up to Nick's face, and Nick began sucking Jeff's hard cock.
Nick then started to jack Jeff off, then Jeff grabbed his own cock and jacked himself off until ejaculation, cumming all over Nick's face. Nick opened his mouth to attempt to catch some of Jeff's warm, thick juice. Nick was surprised at how long Jeff's orgasm had lasted. He kept cumming and cumming! Finally, he stopped, moaning, then he slid down and they kissed for a few moments. Nick then said, "Wow. That was even better than what I expected."
"Same here," Jeff replied. Jeff then leaned forward and laid his head on Nick's chest, then closed his eyes. They stayed there for quite sometime. About 20 minutes had passed, and they had both drifted off to sleep, maintaining their positions, when Nick woke and looked at the clock. It was 12:04am. He whispered as softly as he could, "Merry Christmas, my sleeping beauty..."
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Here he was with two submissive men, and he loved it. He reached farther under Charlie, taking his hard cock in his hand. By this time, Charlie was ready for anything. He hadn't had a man in months, and he was way too horny for that. Feeling Randy stroke his erection nearly sent him over the edge, but he was able to keep control, barely. Charlie spun around, and dropped to his knees next to Mark. Charlie was still pumping Mark's mouth full of hard cock, and Charlie inched forward. Randy let go of Mark's hair, but Mark didn't miss a beat, keeping up his sucking of Randy's erection. Charlie began to lick at Randy's balls, swirling his tongue in circles. Randy finally broke the silence.
"Mark, feed him my cock," Randy dictated.
Slowly, Mark let Randy's cock slip out of his mouth. Then he lightly grasped it in his left hand as Randy turned slightly toward Charlie. Mark then guided Randy's big dick into Charlie's begging mouth, and Charlie moaned a long sigh of sexual release as he felt the soft skin of Randy's mouth slide between his lips.
"Yes, that's it, you cop-stud you, suck my cock, you know you love it," Randy encouraged. "Mark, go down on him now."
Mark bent over, and he began to slowly lick the head of Charlie's dick.
"Ohhhhhhhhmmmmmppphhhhhhhhh," Charlie groaned as he kept up his oral assault on Randy's cock. Hearing Randy call him a "cop-stud" had really made his heart skip a beat. He loved that. He wanted Charlie to fuck him; it was that simple. And he had to have it now.
Charlie pulled off of Randy's cock, and stood up, wrenching his own hard-on out of Mark's mouth. He partly pushed, partly eased Randy back onto the bed, and crawled on top of him, feeling Randy's cock slide between the cheeks of his ass. Randy could feel the hair on Charlie's ass sliding all over his dick, and it made his cock jump. Charlie leaned over and slid his tongue deep into Randy's mouth, and the two men enjoyed a deep French kiss. Mark jumped up on the bed also, and began to stroke Charlie's cock with both hands. These three men were now on sexual overdrive, and they writhed and groped like animals.
Charlie got off the bed for a second, and reached into his nightstand drawer, taking out a bottle of lubrication. Mark began to run his tongue up and down the sides of Randy's cock, keeping him extremely hard. Charlie poured some of the lube into his hand, and began to rub it all over his ass. He stared at Randy's cock as Mark kept him hard. Charlie rubbed the oil up and down the crack of his ass, and he slowly penetrated himself with his index finger. His muscles instantly relaxed, and he knew he was ready for Randy. He slowly moved back on top of him, and as he did, Mark moved behind him.
Randy pulled Charlie down to him, and once again they shared a passionate kiss. Mark took Randy's cock in his hand, and began to guide it into Charlie. The head of his cock pushed past the opening, and Randy moaned at the warmth. Mark had never before seen anything so sexy. His man was fucking another man. Mark stood back and stroked his cock, and just watched as Randy pushed deeper into Charlie. Mark was ever-so-lightly squeezing his balls as he jacked off, and he relished in the sight of Randy's cock driving deeper into Charlie's round ass. Charlie began to ride up and down on Randy's cock in a steady rhythm, and Randy was holding Charlie's cock and balls in his hands, relishing the sight of Charlie's obvious delight.
"Oh man, oh damn Randy. Fuck me baby. Fuck this tight cop ass," Charlie whispered.
Mark took the opportunity to stand up on the bed, balancing himself on Charlie's shoulders, straddling Randy. He offered his cock to Charlie, and Charlie greedily took it in his mouth. Charlie's hunger for cock was simply overwhelming his senses and he grabbed Mark by his ass, pulling that thick cock in and out of his mouth. Mark was groaning at the pleasure Charlie was giving him. He would take Mark fully in his mouth, and then slowly work his way back to the crown of his cock, finishing the stroke by swirling his tongue in circles around the tip. Then he would dive back down again. Randy was now fucking him at any pace he wanted; he would fuck at a steady rhythm, and then increase his speed. At this point, Randy knew what he wanted to happen. All three men would orgasm together.
"Mark, ready to cum soon?" Randy asked.
Mark was holding the back of Charlie's head with one hand and massaging his own balls with the other. Charlie was trying to suck the cum right out of him. "Oh yes, yes, Randy. Cop-stud here gives...oh fuck...great...head."
"Ready, cop-stud?" Charlie's cock was lubricated with his own pre-cum, and Randy could tell by the feel of this throbbing dick that he was ready. A few more good strokes and Charlie would blast his cum. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmm." That was all Charlie could manage to say, his mouth being filled with Mark's cock.
The sight of Mark's ass above him was driving Randy to the edge. He was now motionless; Charlie was doing all the work, continuing to impale that round ass on his cock. A few upward thrusts was all Randy would need to reach his peak, but Charlie would cum first, and then he and Mark would fill Charlie full of cum.
"I'm close, Randy," Mark called out.
"Mark, when he cums, we cum, got it?" Randy ordered.
"Yessssssssss," Mark replied.
Randy formed a tunnel with both of his hands, wrapping them around Charlie's hard cock. He pumped his hands twice, stopped, and squeezed.
Charlie's eyes were wide open, and as he started to orgasm, he pulled Mark's cock all the way into his mouth, grabbing at Mark's ass as hard as he could. Hot streams of fluid began to spray from Charlie's cock. It was uncontrollable, due to Randy's cock splitting him open. Charlie could not use his muscles to regulate his orgasm. His cock, with a mind of it's own now, just blasted cum all over Randy's body. Charlie never made a sound through all of this.
Randy was amazed by the volume of cum Charlie was raining all over him. His face, neck, shoulders, and chest were being covered in Charlie's cum. Charlie's cock felt so incredibly hard in his hands; he could not help but wonder what it would be like to feel it inside him.
Mark was beginning to orgasm as he fucked Charlie's mouth. His legs shook, and every muscle in his body was tensing up. Randy never sucked his cock like this. It was always the other way around: he would suck Randy before Randy fucked him. He loved Randy, but the thought of cumming in another man's mouth was incredible for him. Mark threw his head back and closed his eyes. He could feel cum splattering on his legs as Charlie writhed in orgasm. He could feel Charlie squeezing his ass tightly. Mark held Charlie's head, and he began pump his cum into Charlie's mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk... Yesssssssssssssssss," Mark yelled. He started to fuck Charlie's mouth, driving his cock in and out. He could feel the blasts of air from Charlie's nostrils as he shot stream after stream of juice into Charlie's hungry throat. Mark was tossing his head back and forth as he did his best to stay standing as he orgasmed. Mark was feeling total pleasure as Charlie devoured him.
Charlie was concentrating on drinking Mark's cum, and he made sure he breathed deeply though his nose. He welcomed Mark's orgasm deep down his throat. His own cock, shooting long streams of hot cum, seemed to be detached from his body, his orgasm off in the distance somewhere. For some reason he thought about his love for all men, his homosexuality a badge of honor to be worn like his police force badge. He loved these two men. He loved them for making him feel so fulfilled.
When Mark started to orgasm, Randy could no longer hold off. He drove his cock into Charlie's ass one last time, and he erupted, still jacking Charlie's cock with both hands.
"Ohhhhhhhh...damn...yesssssssssss...cop-stud!" Randy bellowed. His cock grew even harder, and he shot deep into Charlie's ass. Randy raised his head to see Charlie's cock still spewing forth streams of cum, and he pointed it directly at his own face, feeling the juice splatter on his lips. It seemed as though his own cum was shooting into Charlie, and then forcing its way back out through that hard dick in front of him. Charlie's ass was like a furnace, taking in Randy's fire.
Hearing Randy cum inspired Mark to fuck Charlie's mouth even faster. He continued to fill his mouth, although the intensity was subsiding. He could only wonder at Charlie's ability to drink such a huge volume of his fluid.
Charlie stiffened as Randy shot off inside him. His cum was hot, almost burning him from the inside. He loved being filled by men, and he felt total pleasure. He would want it again and again and again.
The three men were all cumming together. Sounds of sex filled the room: groaning, slurping bodies slapping together. It seemed to go on for minutes. Slowly, the sounds began to subside, and the bodies fell from one another. Randy, Mark, and Charlie all rested on the bed next to each other, kissing and feeling each other. After some time, three hard cocks appeared, desiring more caresses. For Randy, Mark, and their cop-stud, the night would go on forever.
Slow Down Gayboy!
The cop went to his car, and he was only there for about five minutes. During this time Randy kept squeezing his cock over and over. When the officer came back to his car, the head of his dick protruded out from his shorts and the crown glistened with pre-cum. Randy was enjoying this. As the policeman again stood by his car, Randy could see a wet spot on his pants. Sweat was pouring off his face now.
"Randy, I am going to let you off this time, but please keep the speed down. By the way, my name is Charlie. I get off work soon. Would you like to go drink a beer with me?"
Randy was stunned. The guy was asking him out.
"Well Charlie, I would love to do that, but I have to meet my friend Mark at my house. We could meet you."
Randy could see Charlie was staring at his cock again. He pulled back his shorts to expose the entire length. He heard Charlie groan.
"Great. Do you know of the bar Hideaways?" Charlie asked.
"Yes, been there a few times. It's a cool place."
"Meet around eight?" he asked.
"Sure, sounds good."
"Good. See you then."
And he got in his patrol car and sped off. Randy told Mark of his experience when he got home, and to his surprise, Mark was all for it. They showered together, ate some dinner, and drove to Hideaways, getting there a little before eight. Charlie was already there, sitting at the bar, surrounded by three other men. Charlie left them as he saw Randy and Mark come in, the he greeted Randy with a hug. Randy introduced Charlie to Mark, and they all sat at a table, getting to know each other.
Randy and Mark wore jeans, but Charlie was dressed in tight shorts and a tank top, and he oozed confidence and sexuality. Randy and Charlie were dominating the conversation, while Mark just seemed to listen. Every once in a while Charlie would sneak a glance at the bulge in Randy's jeans, and he could feel his stomach churn. It was that special, sexual feeling. Randy could see Charlie's erection in through his nylon shorts, and it was an even clearer profile of this man's huge cock. Randy new it was going to be an exciting evening.
As the night wore on, the three men discussed having sex, plain and simple. Randy was pleased to here that Charlie was as submissive as Mark and wild thoughts ran through his mind. It was around 10:30 by then, and he made the strong suggestion that the three of them go somewhere, either to Charlie's or to Mark's. Charlie quickly agreed they should go to his house, and the three of them left the bar for the short drive to Charlie's place.
His house was in a relatively nice part of Atlanta; it was a nice two-story, with a basement. Charlie obviously was making a nice living as a policeman, or perhaps he was just very frugal with his money. At any rate, soon they were sitting at the kitchen table, each man drinking another beer. Randy and Charlie still did most of the talking, with Mark listening attentively. After only a few minutes, Charlie suggested that they all grab a few more beers and head upstairs to the master bedroom. Once there, the three men stripped, without saying a word. Charlie was the first one nude, and he watched as the two men in front of him slowly removed their clothes.
Charlie's cock was hard, pushing out from the dark patch of pubic hair, and it pulsed to his heartbeat. He watched as Mark knelt in front of Randy; both men were nude now, and Mark began to lick the sides of Randy's cock. Charlie moved to their side of the bed, and he bent over the edge, right next to Randy. Randy began to massage Charlie's balls, which were high and tight against his body. Mark was soon taking Randy's cock deep down his throat, and Randy took his head in his right hand, fucking Mark's face. Mark was stroking his cock as he went down on Randy, and moaning loudly as Randy's balls bounced off his chin. He loved sucking Randy.
During the time that Mark and Randy had been seeing each other, Randy had definitely asserted himself as the "top" in the relationship, which suited Mark just fine. He was a natural "bottom". Mark was very feminine in the way he acted and his slender body and round butt turned Randy into an animal. Mark would give Randy head anywhere he liked. He simply loved the way Randy made love to him, always fucking him in different positions. They would fuck fast and hard one night, and then slowly and softly the next. Mark felt totally dependent on him, and would do most anything to make him happy. Both of them had not slept with any other men since they started seeing each other, but Mark was willing to let Randy have all the fun he wanted with Charlie. If it made Randy happy, it made Mark happy.
Randy had Mark's shoulder length hair rolled up into a knot in his hand. In this way he could make Mark suck him at any pace he wanted, and Mark always kept up. He was an expert cocksucker, and Randy loved the way Mark's cheeks sucked in and out as he slid the entire shaft down, and then back up, his throat. But Charlie was something else, and Randy could not take his eyes off that tight hairy ass. Charlie was up on his toes now, moaning softly at Randy's caressing of his balls. The round cheeks of his ass flexed each time Randy squeezed his nuts, and Randy knew that this man was primed to be fucked. Randy had been in a few threesomes before Mark, and he the situation he was now in reminded him of how sexually exciting it was.
Randy was going to be late, so he pushed down on the accelerator, increasing his speed to eighty-five as he sped up I-85, north of his hometown of Atlanta. It was Friday evening, and he was supposed to meet his lover Mark at his house at six o'clock, and it was already after six. The gym he had been to was packed that afternoon, and he couldn't rip himself away from the place. There were way too many hot men to look at. But he did skip the showers, and now he tried to make up some time as he drove.
At twenty-three, Randy already had a steady, well paying job, and the gay life in Atlanta was more exciting then he could ever imagine. He and Mark had been seeing each other for about six months, and they were passionate lovers. But Mark was a little more serious about their relationship, and he wanted to move in together, which Randy was hesitant to do. Mark was thirty, and he was ready to settle down. Randy thought of him as he weaved through the traffic. He could see Mark in his mind; about 5'11', short black hair, mustache, and a nice slim body. Randy began to get an erection as the picture of Mark nude floated through his head. His cock pushed against the flimsy fabric of his shorts, and Randy squeezed it with his left hand as he drove.
Randy didn't notice the Atlanta City policeman tailing him, and he jumped when he heard the siren blare behind him. He checked his speedometer; it read ninty miles an hour. Randy slowed down and pulled to the right side of the highway, and reluctantly slowed to a stop. He knew he had screwed up. The only problem was that his cock was still at full staff, and he could only try to hide it with his hands as the cop approached his Taurus. Randy could see him in his side mirror as he approached. He looked to be quite handsome, and in fine shape, but it was kind of difficult to tell through his uniform. Men in uniform proved to be one of Randy's intense turn-on's, and his heart skipped a beat as the policeman reached his window. The guy was gorgeous, and Randy felt weak.
"Good evening, sir. Liscense and registration please," the cop requested. Randy took his registration out of the glove box, and fumbled through his wallet to find his license. As he did so he had no choice to expose his bulging crotch. He didn't say a word as he handed them to the cop. He placed his hands back over his shorts in an attempt to hide his erection.
"Mr. Thompson, how fast do you think you were going?"
"Uhhh, I guess around ninety, officer."
"Good guess. I clocked you at ninety-three. Any explanation?"
"Well sir, I am just running late. I don't have any other reason." Randy's eyes moved to the officer's crotch, and he could see the obvious outline of a growing hard-on in his pants. His cock looked to be huge, and Randy felt like rubbing his own dick instead of trying to hide it. Randy looked at the pin on the officer's chest. It read C. Bryant. The cop was looking over Randy's license carefully, but it was difficult to really tell where he was looking due to the dark sunglasses he wore. Randy wondered if the cop was checking him out instead.
He could be into guys, Randy thought. Randy knew a cop once who told him most policemen are kinky anyways. Always the bold one, Randy decided to take a chance. He placed his hands on the steering wheel, exposing his raging hard-on, hidden only by his thin shorts. He looked up at the cop, and smiled broadly. He could see a bead of sweat running down the side of the officer's face, and at that moment the policeman removed his sunglasses. He was definitely looking at Randy's cock. Randy's eyes again moved to the growing bulge in the cops pants, and the outline of it was perfect, laying to the left, pushing against his tight trousers. Randy licked his lips without thinking. He was getting to this hunk of a man. The cop tried to keep some semblance of professionalism.
"Mr. Thompson, I will be right back," he said.
"Sure officer."
"Ooooh," I cried as a cold liquid fell on my chest.
I looked up and saw Jeff slowly dripping the wine on my chest. He smiled when our eyes met and hurried down to slurp up the rich juices. He then licked his way down my chest to my tummy. He stopped and dripped wine in my navel. Jeff's tongue sucked the juice up while fondling my balls.
I cried in pleasure as I felt Jeff's mouth inch down my treasure trail and between my thighs. He kissed and licked the sides of my cock. My member twitched and was about to explode as the sensations of another man licking my penis was too much. Then I felt the cool wine droplets fall on my cock and balls. The coolness of the wine halted my cock's pending eruption.
Jeff smelling my hot sex along with the sweet smell of the wine slid my thick penis into his mouth. His mouth was like a sauna, hot and steamy. I felt his tongue caress the sides of my cock. The room was getting hotter, my head started spinning, and my cock was as hard as it ever was. Jeff was fucking my cock with his mouth. My golden brown balls were smacking up against his face while I was moaning and groaning in absolute rapture.
"Uhhh Jeff, I'm gonna cum, ohhhh, yes, this is so good, ahhhh, yessss"
Jeff slipped his lips off my rod as I came. My orgasm shook me like a freight train. I came so hard and long that I totally forgot about Jeff. When it ended I smiled as I saw Jeff's face moving towards me. His face was covered in white slimy cum. It was all over his eyes, nose, and lips. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Cum was dripping off his face as our lips met. As we kissed I tasted my own cum in Jeff's mouth. It tasted salty, but good. I began to clean my lover's face, slowly by surely enjoying the taste of cum with each lick. I could only imagine was Jeff's cream would taste like.
After finishing my cleaning, Jeff slid down my sweaty naked body and began to suck on my balls. I felt it and it felt good. Unfortunately my cock was spent. The poor guy had been worn out by an experienced cocksucker.
Jeff lifted my legs up in the air and began to devour my asshole. I could feel his tongue probing me, moistening my anus. It was a whole new pleasure in which I've never experienced. It looked like it was going to be that kind of day.
My eyes were closed and I felt like I was in a dream state. I quickly awoke as I felt the tip of Jeff's cock enter my ass. He was gentle and patient, but my ass was tight and the pain came quickly as he eased himself in. My asshole expanded to make room for Jeff's penis. It stretched and I winced as he continued entering me with his 7-inch cock.
Then Jeff stopped. He had filled my ass up. I could feel him inside me and with a little fear and a lot of excitement; I waited what was to come. Jeff began to pull out and then back in. Through the pain I began to feel pleasure. Seconds later the pain subsided and all I felt was joy of having a big fat cock in my ass.
Jeff began to quicken his pace. In and out, in and out...I began to moan his name. Jeff, who up to this point hadn't said a word, began to talk.
"Oh yes, I'm fucking your hot ass!"
"Yessss," I cried.
"Your so tight, uhhh yeah, Brad, how do you like your first ass fucking?"
"Ohhhh, yessss, I love it!"
"You're my little bitch aren't you? You need my cock!"
"Yesssss!"
"Say it!"
"I need you hard cock, ohh yesss, faster, I'm your bitch, fuck me Jeff, fuck me!"
Jeff was pounding my ass furiously. His balls were making loud slaps as he thrusted into me. I was moaning Jeff's name, as he was mine. We both were in total ecstasy. I was fingering my nipples and Jeff was stroking my cock as he fucked me. My cock was back and ready for more.
"Uhhhh, yesssss, Brad, ohh, your ass is so good, I can't hold off any longer, uhhhh."
"Jeff! Oh yes, Jeff! Fuck me like your little slut. Cum in my ass. I wanna feel you hot cock cum inside me, ohhhhh Jeff!"
My cock exploded once again. It was pointing up in the air and cum was flying all over me. Jeff, still stroking me stuck out his tongue and caught a few drops of my cum. This proved too much for Jeff as I heard him moan loudly, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he came.
I felt the muscles in his cock spasm and warm liquid spewed into my body. Stream after stream flowed as Jeff moaned and cried. I could feel the warmth of his cum in me. My cock was still spasming as he dumped his whole load in my ass.
Suddenly Jeff was done. He slowly pulled out and I heard a pop when his cock left my warm ass. I could feel cum dripping out of my asshole as Jeff laid next to me. He still had his shirt on so I quickly remedied that and sucked on his erect nipples. Jeff was exhausted. Quite frankly so was I. Both of us on our back with flaccid cocks looked at each other and kissed. I whispered the words "Thank You" to him. Jeff put his finger on my lips to keep me quiet and kissed me gently. We rolled up next to each other and melted into each other's arms. In that position we fell asleep, two naked men, holding each other after the most intense most electrifying sexual experience of our lives.
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I kissed Jeff passionately as he went out the door. I watched as he hopped in his old Chevy Nova and drove off.
Dejected and still horny, I had no idea what to do. Kissing and making out with Jeff was so hot and now I'd have to wait. I sat down on his couch and thought about what to do. I decided to snoop around the place.
I walked into Jeff's room. It was the normal teenagers room. There were posters of hot girls, bands, and sports pennants everywhere. His bed was unkept and he had dirty laundry lying across the floor. At his desk was his computer. The very same machine that we first connected. It was already on so I decided to connect to the net. I checked my e-mail and then began searching for some hot gay pics.
That's how all this stuff happened with Jeff. I was horny and pissed off at Allison for not wanted to have sex. I had been bi curious for a while now. I hadn't any experiences at all, just my fantasies. I'd look for pics on the net of hot guys blowing each other. Men kissing men turned me on as well. I posted a few ads, but none of the men appealed to me. I wanted a guy with a great body, cute face, and a horny appetite. Personal ads weren't working so I hit the gay/bi chat rooms. I'd cyber with these men, as I'd masturbate with one hand and type with the other. In one of these chat rooms, I met Jeff. We chatted and he seemed cool. Jeff was pretty near where I lived, only 20-30 minutes away. I will never forget when he sent me his picture. I was in awe. He was hot! His pic consisted of Jeff with his shirt off showing me his awesome chest. He had on plaid boxers with a little surprise sticking out. You could see his penis, not all of it, but enough to get you thinking of how it would taste in your mouth.
Jeff and I became fast friends. We e-mailed each other almost everyday. We shared fantasies and told each other of our sex lives. Jeff was bi and very out. His parents, friends, and his whole high school knew. Most of his experiences were with men. Jeff would explain in breathtaking detail of the hot nights he would spend with the athletic jocks and horny brains at school. I remember asking him why he never told me of his exploits with girls. He'd explain how the girls at school thought he was disgusting for being bi. I later began to think that was just an excuse. Jeff never got very excited when I talked about fucking my girlfriend Allison.
Weeks past and I finally sent some of my racy pictures Jeff's way. He loved them. He told me jacked off looking at my body almost every night. We then began our phone relationship. I was falling for this boy and hearing his sexy voice only made it worse. The two of us engaged in some pretty heavy phone sex along the way. Telling each other what nasty thing we wanted to do to each other. Jeff would tell me that he wanted to sink his cock into my tight round ass. I told him I wanted to slide his cock deep into my mouth and swallow all his teenage cum. We did this for over a month and all without my live in girlfriend finding out.
Jeff began to talk about getting together and backing up all the talk we made to each other. Being inexperienced, I was scared. Having cybersex was one thing, meeting was another. I wasn't sure if I was ready yet. Jeff kept pressuring me for weeks, promising nobody would find out. I finally gave in. I had realized that I really wanted Jeff. I wanted to feel a man's naked body next to mine. I wanted to experience sex with a hot young stud.
That brings us up to this weekend. I told my girlfriend Allison that I was going fishing with some buddies. I had to tell my buddies to back up my story. They of course wanted to know why. I didn't tell them about Jeff, but hinted that I would be getting some. They wanted to know all about "her" when I got back.
This leads me to where I am now. I was in Jeff's room with my pants down looking at gay pornography. I'm stoking my 8-inch cock furiously trying to get off before Jeff came back.
"That guy's ass is good enough to eat, don't you think Brad?" a strange voice startled me from behind. It was Jeff and he was smiling from ear to ear. Just adorable.
I got up and began pulling up my pants. Jeff wagging a finger at me told me to leave them down. He stepped towards me and cupped my naked ass and kissed me like I've never been kissed before. It was so soft, wet, sensual, and yet so masculine. Jeff layed me on his bed and continued probing my mouth with his tongue. His hands had found my manhood and were gently stroking my cock. He got up from me and winked and left the room. What now, I thought?
My teenage lover came back with a bottle of wine. Jeff popped the cork and took a swig. He passed the bottle to me and I did the same. He then kissed my lips and we both tasted the strong flavor of the wine on our tongues. He once again removed my shirt and kissed my nipples. I loved the way he was pleasing me. My eyes closed and I cooed encouragement toward my 18-year-old lover.
Driving down the road only blocks from my destination, I begin to have second thoughts. Here I was a 28-year-old man, good job, great friends, and a sexy girlfriend. Now I was about to risk it all for a chance at a fantasy that had haunted me for months now.
I was about to have my first homosexual experience. I had wanted this for so long and now I was only minutes away. The butterflies in my stomach were going strong as I rolled closer to Jeff's house.
Jeff was an 18-year-old guy. He was still in High School and was completely out as a bisexual. We chatted, emailed, phoned, and traded pics for months, all behind the back of my girlfriend Allison.
Jeff was 6'1, 175 pounds, short brown hair, and beautiful blue eyes. He worked out and played a couple of sports at school. He was in very good shape. His chest was so sexy and strong. Jeff was smooth, just the way I liked. His cock from the pictures he sent was about 7 inches long and cut. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen.
As for me, my name is Brad. I'm not nearly the hot specimen that Jeff is. He doesn't seem to mind though. He just wants to be with an older man. I'm 5'10, 180 pounds, black hair, and brown eyes. I have some extra weight on me that I would love to lose, but I'm not all that bad. My chest has some light hair sprinkled over it and is still pretty attractive. My cock is my best feature. It's 8 inches and very thick. My girlfriend Allison can't get enough of it.
My brand new dark blue Chrysler PT Cruiser rolled up to Jeff's block. I scanned the addresses looking for 2367. There it was, a cute white house with a nice garden in front. I parked across the street and took a deep breath before walking towards his house. I have to admit, I was scared. I thought crept through my mind. What if Jeff had lied about everything? It would have been easy to steal someone else's pictures. I would just about die if Jeff weren't who he said he was.
I was at the door now. Thoughts were racing through my head at a very rapid pace. I could still bail if I had to. It wasn't too late. I shook my head and forced my hand to the buzzer. I pressed and it rang. My heartbeat was going crazy. This was the most craziest and exciting moment of my life.
The door opened and there stood Jeff. He looked just as the pictures suggested. I was relieved. One worry down.
"Hey, you must be Brad," Jeff said through the screen door.
"Uh, yeah, that's me alright."
I walked into his house. His parents and siblings were gone for the weekend, so it was just he and I.
"Brad, let's sit and get better acquainted," the high school senior said to me. I eyed his tight butt as he sat on then old couch.
"So....", I managed to say. I was such an idiot.
"Brad, you look a little nervous. Don't worry I won't bite. Unless you want me too."
We both laughed at that comment. It eased the tension a bit.
"Yeah, I am nervous. This is all so new to me."
"Don't be. I'm the same guy you've written to, talked on the phone for months. We are just gonna take our relationship to the next level."
"Yeah, I know. Nice place you got here," I blurted out. I was still nervous.
"Brad, sit next to me. We both know this is why you're here."
Jeff's hand patted the space right next to him on the couch. I smiled sheepishly and sat next to the 18 year old.
"Can I put my hand right here?"
Jeff put his hand high on my thigh. My black jeans felt as if they weren't there. I could feel the heat from his hand. Jeff then leaned over and kissed my forehead, my nose and brushed his full lips against mine and smiled. Damn this boy knew what he was doing. I was putty in his hands at that point.
"I'll go slow for you Brad."
Once again he leaned his cute face over towards mine. His lips locked onto my lips and we were kissing. Very slowly he kissed me, no tongue yet, but very sensual. His hands were running along my thigh making me so hot.
Then we started. His tongue flew into my mouth and my tongue instinctively did the same to him. We were making out. My hands were caressing the hair on his head, his hands along my back. I was making out with another man. My mind was delirious as we went at it for several more minutes.
Jeff then stopped and smiled. He was so adorable. His blue eyes and cute button nose drove me crazy. This is the man I was going to fuck. No, the man I was going to make love to. He slipped his hands under my tight black T-shirt and began taking it off. I raised my hands as he slid the shirt up. Before slipping the shirt off, he gently kissed my armpits. Shivers ran through my body. Now, totally topless, Jeff began his work on my already erect nipples. His hot tongue lathered them and sucked on them, as I never knew I wanted.
RINGGGGGG!
The phone rang. It startled me and briefly woke me up from my dream state. Jeff whispered something about the answering machine and continued licking my nipples and kissing my neck.
The answering machine picked up.
"Jeff, this is dad. Pick up the phone, I know your home. We need your help. We left the tickets on the bedroom dresser. Pick up!"
Jeff slid off me and towards the phone. He took the cordless to another room and I just sat there catching my breath.
A couple minutes later, Jeff came into the living room swearing.
"I'm so sorry Brad, but I gotta drive down the airport and give my parents their plane tickets. There flight was delayed so I have time, but I gotta go now."
I was shocked. I got up and began putting my shirt back on and heading for the door.
"Hey sexy," he kissed me, "I'll be back in an hour or so. Hang out here. My house is your house."
"Really, you still wanna do this?"
"Brad, I couldn't wait for this moment for months. Of course I want to do this. I want you."
I smiled. This was so surreal. Another man was telling me that he wanted me!