I woke up in the middle of the night, the top bunk coming into focus. I realized that I had to pee really badly. I got up, went to the shitter, took my 8" uncut cock out of my briefs, pulled back the skin and let it flow. As I peed, I looked over to my roommate. He was sleeping soundly.
My roommate is around 6'2" and heavily muscled. Whenever we are allowed exercise time, he will be out in the weight room lifting weights. I usually find something close by to do, so I could watch him. Seeing him lift those weights up and down always gives me a hardon. Of course, I have to wait until later to relieve myself. So I have to think about other things to tone down the tent in my pants.
At night, I rub myself through my briefs. I pull back the skin and rub the head very slowly. I visualize Mike, my roommate, coming back from a long workout. He would be sweaty. I walk up to him and start to feel his cock through his shorts. It would grow and harden. I would pull down his shorts and sniff his armpits and lick them. He pushes my head to his briefs and I whiff them. They are stained with cum and piss. It smells raunchy and I love it. In real life, I start to slowly jack off my cock. Until finally, it explodes with cum in my briefs. I don't change them, but just sleep like that. It feels nice and warm.
Looking back now, I have always loved the big masculine men. I finish peeing and go back to my bed. As I get in, Mike rips a nice fart. One of the long wet ones that I like so much. I look up in his bed and see that he is wearing old underwear. I can see the skid marks of farts long ago.
I lay down and remember when Mike was called into the warden's office one day. I had the room to myself. Curious, I looked through his dirty laundry and found a pair of underwear. He had used this pair thoroughly. The piss stains, however, seemed larger than normal drips. I didn't care, I held them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. The sweat, piss, cum, and fart smells mingling and making me very horny. Just for good measure, I used them to jerk off and came in them. Of course, I put them back.
I felt a presence by my side. I realized that Mike had gotten out of bed and was standing by me. He was clad only in briefs that were quite yellow.
He said, "I know you want it, so let's do it."
I reached out for his briefs and he shoved my arm away.
"No smell them."
I moved into position and he turned around. He farted again. This time a silent one. I was instantly turned on.
He said, "I know you like that. Get up and smell my mattress."
I got up and looked at where he was sleeping. I could see and smell the farts and piss stains.
"I like it when I can feel the wetness of my piss and smell my ass."
"mmm" I said.
He moved up behind me, rubbed his brief clad cock on my ass, and felt my rigid member. I suddenly felt warm and wet. I realized he was peeing.
"aaah" he said
I ground my ass against his cock and he started to moan. I could feel the trickle of piss running down my leg. I turned around and kneeled. He pushed his pouch into my face. I sucked all of the piss out of it and pulled the briefs down. Inside, I could see the streak marks his ass has made.
Taking his dick in my mouth, I sucked all the way down and let the back of my throat do the work. He grunted at this treatment. I made his cock nice and wet with my saliva, sucking all of the piss out. I took his balls in my hand and pulled hard on them. He wanted more. I gave it to him.
After awhile, he said, "Stop."
I did and he turned me around. He spat in his hand and rubbed my hole. Before he entered me, he placed his dirty underwear over my head. I inhaled deeply and felt him find the hole with his cock. He then just shoved in. I yelped. He stayed there for a time and waited for my ass to adjust.
He said, "I like 'em tight and rough"
Once I was ready, he started to plough my ass. Moving his cock back and forth. He almost came out of me twice, but he was able to control it. While he fucked me, he reached around me and started to jack my cock.
All at once, I was sniffing his skid marks, having my ass fucked, and having him jerk my cock. It was too much for me and I blew my load all over the floor. Even so, he continued to fuck me. I could feel his dick moving inside me.
After a couple more minutes of this, he pulled out and walked over to my face. He stuck his cock in my mouth and started pumping. I could taste his cock and smell his sweat. After a few strokes, he started spurting out cum into my mouth. After which, he let his cock soften and then pissed. I drank it all.
We got back in bed and waited until the next time we had to release our sexual tension.
I saw you standing by the pool table in the Trough. The Trough was the hottest backroom bar in LA. I'd caught you eyeing the yellow hankie in my left pocket, and decided when the time was right, I'd nab you. I waited until the call of my gut was good and strong before I made my way over to you. "I take it you're into piss. "Why do you say that?" The hungry way you were eying my hankie, bro. I can tell when a piss bottom needs it. "Hey, you've got the wrong man. I'm not into any of that kinky shit. "Then why the fuck are you in the kinkiest, raunchiest backroom bar in the whole fucking city? *I* say you're lookin' for it and not ready to admit it to yourself yet!" With that, I shoved him to his knees, which I locked between my feet. One hand held his head by the hair, while my other hand expertly popped open fly buttons and hauled out my cock. "No.. please..don't gllltt!" His words were drowned out - literally - by the stream of piss that caught him in his open mouth. He closed his mouth, and the piss sprayed all over his face, wetting his hair and making little pearly drops in that neatly cared for, but still somehow rough sexy-as-fucking-hell beard that firstmade me notice him. The piss was running down his throat, and soaking his shirt and the top part of his 501's now. Through the piss wet shirt, I could see he had a good build and a nice thatch of chest fur. His pants didn't need to be wet for me to see the massive hardon the whole scene was giving him. "Look, cocksucker; look at that big fuckin' hardon this is giving you. This is what you want, and a piss sucking toilet-mouth is what you are. Now open up that bearded fucking hole of yours and DRINK MY PISS!!" My voice had gotten steadily louder, until I was shouting the last three words; afraid of what I might do to him, he opened up and started (albeit with a lot of spitting and gagging) to drink my piss. My loud order had reached a number of other guys in the room who also wore yellow left; I saw them start to drift in my direction. By the time I finally ran dry, there were other dudes with full bladders to take my place. When the scene finally ran down, I went over to him and helped him to his feet, locking him in a tight hug and sucking his tongue deep into my mouth. We finally broke the kiss; "That was fantastic for a beginner, boy. But there's still a lot to learn. Interested?" He grinned at me. "Damn right! I came in my pants when you started pissing down my throat. "As he bent over to pick up his (now dripping) pants, I noticed something that made me laugh a little. "Red left, eh? That's a scene I've never gotten into. "Before I realized what he was doing, he tackled me at the knees, and with the help of a couple of buddies was ripping off my pants and throwing me into one of the bar's slings. "Since you've so kindly shown me the pleasures of a new kink, I think I'll return the favor!" I started to protest, but my mouth was quickly gagged with a dirty bootsock, and an amyl inhaler was plugged into one nostril. He smiled at me through his beard (which was still dripping with piss) and started to very slowly, very gently play with my asshole. "Don't worry, boy... I'm not gonna hurt you, but I *am* gonna get this fist up your ass. Just lay back and enjoy. "I drifted away on clouds of amyl-tainted air while enjoying the sensations coming from my asshole. At one point, there was a little snick of pain; I looked at him sharply (well, as sharply as I could, given the amyl); he grinned sheepishly and said "I'll be more careful. "He kept up a gentle stroking rhythm, which caused sensations that kept getting better and better. Finally, he asked one of the bartenders to bring over one of the smaller mirrors. He did, and I was asked to look in the mirror. When I managed to get my eyes to focus, I saw my ass... with an arm in it to the elbow! "Looks like you're as natural a fisting bottom as I am a piss bottom!" The sight of that arm slowly moving in and out of my ass was just too much; I shot off, my cum splattering all over my beard and neck. He slowly, gently removed his arm from my ass, and helped me out of the sling. "What say we go back to my place and teach each other some more? You got it, buddy!"
This story is one of my many sexual fantasies. Although I am straight I still get urges towards some guys, everybody does, so here it is.
I am sitting at the back of the classroom with the best looking stud beside me. The classroom desks are arranged into pairs and I was so lucky to get next to Damon. He was always ahead of everyone else through the puberty process. He would have full-blown side-burns when everyone else would be just getting pubes. Now he is perfectly toned. He is not built like a tank but still perfect. Everyone knows he does a lot of athletics so therefore his legs, arms and body are so perfectly toned that he is never without a girl.
Anyway, in the classroom the teacher has just given everyone a task to do while he helps someone on the computer. Damon mumbles something and then leans back in his chair and stretches. His whole body is rigid like a plank of wood. Then I notice the swell in his trousers. My God, it had to have been an erection, if not then he was the most gifted 17 year old on earth. Damon caught me staring at his dick a smiled at me with a wicked look in his eyes. I later found out that his mumbling was "I would love a shag right now".
I quickly looked away and began my work. A short time later I felt something touch my thigh. Firstly I thought Damon hit it by mistake, then he did again. I looked down to see what was happening and Damon leaned over and groped my dick through my trousers. I instantaneously became erect. I let him stroke me for another few minutes, knowing I have wanted this from him since we were about 12 years old. Damon then whispered in my ear "Go to the last cubicle in the toilets, I'll be there soon". I asked the teacher if I could go to the toilet, I don't know what I would have done if he had said no, but he didn't.
I got into the toilets and waited in the end cubicle like Damon asked. About a minute later he walked in. As he came into the cubicle, I was going for a piss. He said to stop a give it to him. As you know guys, when you're in full swing it is very hard to stop yourself. So I stopped pissing and Damon got on his knees straight away. I was shocked to see Damon acting like this towards another guy; nonetheless I let him take the rest of my piss. When he had taken it all, he began to give me a blowjob. I have never had a blowjob before but I knew Damon couldn't be this good on his first go.
I stopped him and said, wait till I get comfortable.
So I climbed up onto the tank of the toilet and put my feet on the toilet seat. I pulled down my school trousers and my boxers. Damon came over, put his feet either side of the toilet bowl and practically dove on my dick. He sucked and sucked. It was the most unbelievable feeling, knowing that my dick was in Damon's mouth, where he wanted it, and that he controls if and when I blow my load. I knew I was going to cum soon so as the feeling became more intense, I began to fuck his face. I hadn't had sex or jacked off for about four days, so when I came I filled Damon's mouth. He tried to swallow it but it just kept coming and spewing out the sides of his mouth and down his chin.
When I recovered, I withdrew my cum covered penis and let Damon lick it clean.
Then I asked Damon if had any condoms with him in his wallet. He had two: a coral coloured one and a black one. I said to give me the black one. He replied "Why?" Then I asked him if he has ever had anal sex before, he said no, then I told him not to worry and that he would enjoy it.
Damon dropped his trousers and his boxers to his ankles and spread his legs. I told him that it might hurt a little bit at the start but once we get going he'll love it. I rolled the condom on to my uncut dick and lined it up with his ass. I pushed my way into his very tight ass slowly but with a constant force. Once I was fully in, I reached around and grabbed Damon's dick. It was the most amazing feeling I have ever had. My 7 1/2 inch trunk in his ass and his 7 inch in my hand. I pumped his dick in rhythm with me fucking his ass.
As I fucked him he screamed with pleasure as I was both stroking his dick and touching his prostate. I had to cover his mouth as I think he forgot where he was. I could feel my balls slapping against his muscular, hairy legs and his balls banging off of my hand. When I could feel myself getting closer, I fucked his ass as hard as I could and exploded again, this time into his ass. As I came, I set off a chain reaction and Damon shot his load all over the cubicle wall, steams of it came gushing out. His body was as hard now as when he was stretching in the classroom. His ass tightened and I could feel my dick being squeezed dry.
When we both recovered and got cleaned up, I patted Damon on the back and said, "Well done!" When we got back to class the teacher asked us what kept us, we said that the principle met us and asked us to do a job for her. It was the best excuse we could think of. These sex sessions happened many times later between Damon and I in the school toilets until we went to different universities. But I will never forget his blowjobs.
I would appreciate some feedback. Maybe you could tell me your fantasies and your real life escapades.
This is a true story that took place when I was 16, now I amstill 16, gay and loving every minute of it!
It was late, about ten, ten thirty. When I got done working out I walked intothe locker room and it was empty. So Igot undressed and walked around the locker room naked, looking in the mirrorrubbing m ass and cock. Right then twomen who were in the sauna walked out and saw me strutting my stuff. I was so embarrassed. I went into the shower and started to rinseoff when I saw the two men walk in with semi- wood. Still a little embarrassed I turned around so theycouldn't see my cock, which was getting a little hard from starring at theirnice dicks. One man was a white manabout 5'11'', muscular, tan, and a four inch dick without wood. The other was black and 6'1'', alsomuscular, he was about an inch bigger than the other guy. I was almost done with my shower and I looked overand saw the two men playing with each others dicks. Right then I got a huge bonner. They looked at me and laughed. "Don'tworry about it, it happens to the best of us!"
I was walking passed them and, and one ofthem reached out and grabbed my ass. "Haveyou ever been with a man before?" the one man asked. "Ihave kissed men, but I have never had sex." "Wouldyou like to change that?" Asked the other "Iwould LOVE to." I replied
One man worked at the gym and madesure everyone was gone and he locked up the doors to the outside. We had the whole place to ourselves, so weall decided to go into the pool. So Istarted to pit my underwear on... "Woowhat are you doing?" "Ithought we were going swimming?" "Yawe are, but since no one else is here, we can go naked!"
I was so excited and a littlenervous. But when we got in the pooland started swimming, and the black man, named Chris, swam by and I grabbed hisass. He stopped right away and hereached for my balls. I grabbed hishand and put it on my ass. We lookeddeep into each others eyes and started kissing. Chris started feeling around my ass, and he stuck his finger inmy asshole. When Kyle, the other man,saw this he came right over and started fingering Chris' asshole. Kyle had the idea of going into the saunaagain. I obviously agreed, and we were off. Luckily for me the sauna wasn't very hot, but it was steamy. We got started right away. Chris told me to come over and surprisehim. He closed his eyes and I got on myknees and started licking his balls, which hung low and were sweaty. I wanted his ass, so I told him to bendover. I licked his ass, then hisasshole, which I cleaned out, and I loved every lick of it. As I was gettingdone I felt a cold wet something lick my asshole. I turned around and Kyle was behind me going crazy on my asshole. I turned back around and started sucking offChris, his cock was warm and I could barley fit it in my mouth. I sucked slowly at first, then I started tospeed up and Chris started moaning. Iwas as hard as a rock by now. WhenChris started moaning lauder I blew my load all over Kyle's face, I turned tohim and licked it off his face. I wentright back to Chris and right when I turned around I caught his huge load in myface. I wiped some off with my fingerand licked it clean. Kyle came over andlicked the rest of my face I started making out with him, which continued for acouple minutes. Then Kyle told me tolay down and get my side. I listened and Kyle he did the same. He moved closer and poked my ass with hid tip. Then he stuck it in and I could feel myasshole open up. He was very slow atfirst, but sped up. Chris sat down onmy face and I started licking his ass and balls again. After about ten or fifteen minutes, Kylesaid he was about to go. And rightafter that I felt his cum shoot in my ass and it was the best feeling I haveever had.
After that Kyle said he had to gopee. But he didn't want to go to thebathroom. So Chris said him and mewould be his bathroom. We both got onour knees in front of Kyle, and he started to let out his piss. Chris said he wanted some so he moved closerto Kyle's dick and drank the piss. Getting very aroused by seeing this, I knew I had to try some. So I grabbed Kyle's dicks and stuck it in mymouth. I started drinking it as fast asI could and some spilled out and ran down my body, which Chris licked off. When Kyle was done I licked his balls. Theywere very sweaty and salty, it was very tasty the sweat got on my chin. Chris licked it off and kissed me deep, histongue explored my mouth and we passionately kissed for a few minutes.
We headed back to the showers and gotoff all the stuff off our bodies. Allthree were washing someone else. Ittook about 30 minutes to shower, I know it was long but very hot.
We have done this many times oversince our first encounter.
As Alan and I let out a short gasp and riveted our attention to my Dad, standing in the doorway to my bedroom with the front of his jogging shorts yanked down under his low hanging balls, stroking his hefty piece of cock meat, we curled our lips back in a sheepish, lip smacking smile.
Dad returned our appreciative smile with one of his own which betrayed the lust that was pent up within him. But it became obvious to me that Dad was doing to bide his time with Alan and I. There was no sense of rushing anything. After all, we had the entire weekend ahead of us and from the look on Alan's face I knew he'd be more than willing to stay the whole weekend!
"Now listen up, boys. This is just between us. Understand?"
Dad looked intently at Alan and I, still on all fours on my bed. With my hands resting on Alan's creamy white asscheeks I nodded my understanding of what Dad was saying.
"Joel?"
"I understand, Dad."
"Alan?"
"Yes sir, Uncle Josh. I understand clearly. Just between us."
"Good!" Dad responded, giving his cock a few quick tugs. "Dinner in five minutes. Perhaps later on this evening, you boys will be up for some dessert!"
Dad's smile turned into a seductive grin as he licked his lips and tucked his dick back in his shorts. Then he turned to head back downstairs but before doing so he bent over to tie a shoe lace that had become undone. In doing so, the material of his jogging shorts streatched tightly over the full mounds of his ass.
I ran my hands over Alan's ass who cocked his head back to look at me and gave me a wink and a bright smile.
"Come get it while it's hot, boys!" Dad exclaimed, as he straightened up and headed downstairs.
"Damn!" Alan said, excitedly. "Did you get a good look at your Dad's cock?"
I just smiled and nodded my head at Alan. The way things were turning out, perhaps I didn't need to fill Alan in on all of the fine details of the day. He had already seen me with Coach Randalls and Coach Stevens earlier. Why not leave well enough alone? Rather, why not let Alan believe that what would undoubtedly happen between Dad, Alan and I, would also be my first time with my Dad?
"I want his ass!" I finally said.
"You and me both!" Alan responded. "His dirty ass!"
"I bet it's real hairy, Joel. I bet he likes dirty sex."
"What makes you so sure, Alan?"
Alan grinned from ear to ear and pointed to my chin.
"Well. He didn't make a comment about the brown slime drooling down your chin! He just smiled at us."
I swiped the back of my hand across my mouth. Sure enough a brown, funky smelling slime was there. I took a deep whiff of the aroma I had grown to love and flicking my tongue out, licked the back of my hand clean.
"You really liked smelling and eating out my dirty ass, huh Joel?"
"Uh-huh!" I said, as I hopped off the bed and slid back into my jeans. "I'm a raunchy boy."
"Well, raunchy boy, if you want my ass dirty and stink and full of shit, we'd better fill my stomach up first!"
"Yep! That would help." I said, busting out laughing. "Although you seemed pretty packed up there already, Alan."
"There's room for more, Joel!"
We headed downstairs and between the three of us, wolfed down two large, thick crust pizzas fully loaded with double meat.
"I've already spoken with your Dad, Alan, and he says it's okay for you to spend the weekend here with Joel and I. That is if you want to."
"You know I do, Uncle Josh! But I didn't bring a change of clothes."
"Who needs clothes, Alan?" I said, rather boldly, casting a quick glance towards Dad, who winked at me. "Besides, you know you can wear mine anyway."
"Really, Uncle Josh?"
"I don't see why not, Alan. We're all men here."
"Cool!" Alan said, giggling with delight. "I've never hung out naked before."
"Just remember what I told you boys," Dad said. "Our understanding?"
"Yes sir!" Alan and I chimed. "Our lips are sealed."
"Well, I hope they're not sealed shut," Dad said, giving his crotch a light squeeze.
Alan and I looked at one another and grinned from ear to ear.
As Alan and I sprawled out on the floor watching television, Dad sat back in his favorite recliner and knocked down a couple of beers. It became obvious to me that Dad was biding his time. Or was it, perhaps, allowing dinner to digest?
The grandfather clock chimed eleven-thirty. I gave Alan a quizical look who returned my gaze wrinkling his eyebrows.
"You boys getting tired?"
"Not me, Uncle Josh."
"Me neither, Dad."
"Good."
Dad got up from his chair and walked over to the bookcase. After shuffling some books around he produced a videotape.
"I think you boys will enjoy this," Dad said, "while I go get some things ready upstairs."
"Uh... yeah... sure, Dad."
"What's the movie about, Uncle Josh?"
Dad chuckled as he slid the tape into the VCR.
"Oh, you'll see! It's called 'Russian River Weekend.'"
Alan and I just shrugged our shoulders.
"You think it's a fuck flick?" Alan asked, whispering in my ear.
"I think so." I whispered back.
"I'll be back down in a little bit," Dad said. "You boys enjoy the movie."
Dad grabbed another beer and went upstairs.
"Jesus!" Alan exclaimed, as the tape kicked onto a scene of a guy getting his dirty ass fisted. "Fuck!"
"I'm with you, buddy!" I responded, just as breathless.
"Did you know your Dad had this kind of stuff, Joel?"
"Nope."
"Look at that dude's shitty ass, Joel!"
"Hot, isn't it?"
"Fuck yeah! I'm fuckin' rock hard right now!"
"So am I," I said, reaching over to wrap my fingers around Alan's cock which was jutting out from under his shorts.
"Yeah! Pull on my cock, Joel!"
I stroked my best friend's cock, as I fumbled to release mine from my jeans, never once taking my eyes off of the television screen.
Alan and I sat almost trancelike in front of the TV, each lost in our private, perverted thoughts which seemed to be transforming itself realistically upon the screen before us.
Following my lead, Alan and I stripped off our clothes and sat back down on the floor leaning against the sofa, our hands gliding up and down our rigid boners.
"Finger your hole, Joel. I wanna smell your stink while I watch this."
I reached down between my legs and fingered my moist asshole. Withdrawing my finger I raised it under Alan's nose. He took a deep breath.
"Fuck yeah!" he sighed. "Fuckin' stink, man! Fuckin' dirty, stinkhole!"
"Fuckin' gettin' off on my stink while you're watchin' some stud gettin' his shitty ass fisted, huh Alan?"
"Hell yeah! Fuckin' makes me wanna shit too!"
"Well let's do it then!" Dad's deep voice responded.
Alan and I turned our heads from the television in the direction of the voice. In the flickering light of the TV screen we could see my Dad standing in the doorway leading into the family room. The light cast its shadows in the clefts of Dad's muscular frame contouring each curve.
"Ready to get nasty, boys?"
"How nasty?" Alan said breathlessly, rising to his feet and walking slowly towards Dad.
"As fucking nasty and dirty as you want to get, Alan."
"Shit!" Alan gasped.
"Oh yeah! Stinking shit! Want some man mud to play with, boys?"
Likewise I rose. Stroking my throbbing cock I inched my way towards Dad. Alan was on his knees before Dad gazing hypnotically at his crotch which, as I got closer, could see was stuffing the pouch of a jockstrap filthier than Alan's.
"Smell it, Alan." Dad whispered. "Smell my fucking filthy pouch!"
Alan brought his face to the pouch which strained to contain the hefty cock within it and took several deep whiffs.
"Smells like piss and shit, dosen't it?"
"Yes!" Alan sighed, pressing his face firmly into Dad's crotch and breathing deep.
"Yeah? You like smelling a man's stinking crotch? My fucking dirty jock pouch?"
"Yes, Uncle Josh! It's so stink. I love it!"
"Get your nose in here too, Joel. Smell my fucking manstink with your buddy!"
I crashed to the floor beside Alan and buried my face into the reeking pouch alongside Alan's. The odor was so powerful it was almost overwhelming. The stink curled up my nostrils and sent my head reeling.
"Yeah fuckers! Smell my jock stink! That's you're fucking appetizer! I haven't washed this fucker in two years! Nice and ripe and juicy. This is my cum rag. My asswipe, boys! It's even been soaked in my manpiss! Yeah! Smell it. Smell it! All of my slime is in this pouch, boys!"
Curling his fingers through our hair, Dad pressed our faces more firmly into his foul smelling crotch and began grinding the nasty pouch against our faces.
I reached for Alan's cock. It was dripping pre-cum. It felt so warm, rigid and slick in my hand. Hearing Alan's gutteral moans and his raspy breaths added to my own deepening arousal. To be sharing this moment with the boy who was my best friend, a brother to me, sent tingles up and down my spine.
"Yeah! Fucking touch each other's cocks! Show me how you smell manstink and play with boy cock!"
Alan took hold of my aching dick and together we stroked and sniffed. Sniffed and stroked.
"You boys want more manstink?"
"Yes!" we groaned.
"Follow me!"
Dad uncurled his fingers from our hair and took a step back. Gazing down at us he grinned seductively.
"Bring the videotape for inspiration," he said,
I quickly retrieved the tape from the VCR. Together, Alan and I followed Dad up the stairs, our eyes fixated on the ample mounds of his hairy ass framed by his filthy jockstrap.
"Yeah! Keep your eyes on that ass, boys! You're gonna see alot of it tonight and then some!"
I could feel my heart pounding with lustful anticipation. I could only wonder what Alan was feeling.
Chapter 3
Dad's bedroom was dimly lit. As Alan and I made our way towards the bed the sound of plastic crumpled beneath our feet. In the dim light we perceived that sheets of plastic had been laid out around the bed and towards the master bathroom. The bed had been stripped and was likewise covered with a large plastic tarp.
Placing the videotape into the VCR in Dad's room, once more the screen came to life with men engaged in shit sex.
"Up on the bed, boys!"
Alan and I did as we were told. Dad sat down in a chair opposite the bed. When comfortable he spread his legs wide and pulled his rock hard cock out from his jockstrap. Upon release it snapped with a thud against his stomach. Dad grinned and reached atop his dresser for a little bottle which, after unscrewing the cap, he held up to his nose. Pinching off one nostril at a time he took a deep breath.
I looked at Alan and he at me. We didn't know what to make of it. Hell. We were just novices being urged onwards by our lustful desires and Dad's promptings.
"I'll show you boys how to use this later," Dad said, screwing the bottle's cap back on. "Oh yeah! Now show me how you boys suck cock. Suck each other's dicks!"
Alan and I were only too willing to oblige. We quickly positioned ourselves in a sixty-nine position and within seconds we were engulfing each other's dicks in our mouths. Sucking. Slurping. Lapping hungrily.
"That's it. Suck! Get that cock snot in your fucking mouths! Show me how much you love cock!"
Together, and in unison, Alan and I bobbed our heads up and down each other's shafts. Spit drooled out of the corners of our mouths as we sucked and sucked. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Dad's hand slowly gliding up and down his thick, rigid, cock.
"Bunch of cocksuckers, huh?"
Alan and I moaned loudly in assent. Slurping and sucking. Sucking and slurping.
"Now finger each other's shitholes! Show me who has the shittiest ass!"
With wild abandon did we quickly wet a finger. Reaching for one another's ass we slid our wet finger into the cleft and toyed with the moist hole we found. Alan moaned and gyrated his ass onto my probing finger which slid easily up his butthole. In like manner Alan did the same to me.
Alan's shithole was filled with his fudge as was mine. We churned our fingers in the sludge we felt. Warm. Gooey and pasty.
We felt a weight upon the bed. Dad crawled on the bed beside us. I could smell his rancid jockstrap which only served to arouse me even more as I swallowed Alan's cock down my throat and dug my finger deep into his shitty hole.
"Fuck!" Alan gasped.
"Yeah! Dig for shit, boys! Dig for that fucking stink you both want! Fucking turning me on watching you two have at it!"
I could feel Alan's ass muscles relaxing as were mine. He groaned as I slid a second finger up his ass.
"You fucking like having your stink hole played with don't you, Alan?"
"Yes!" Alan sighed, rolling his head back, releasing his mouth from my cock with a loud slurp. "Finger my dirty shithole, Joel!"
I churned my two fingers deep as Alan squirmed with delight and pistoned his finger in and out of my asshole.
"Oh yeah! Finger those assholes! Loosen those filthy holes up, boys! Fuck! I smell shit. Fucking stink shit!"
"More, Joel! More!" Alan moaned. "Stick another finger up my ass!"
I could feel Alan's hole oozing his filth which I used to coat yet another finger and slide it in.
"The fucker's got a hungy hole! Give him what he wants, son! Dig his shit out of his fucking ass!"
Alan withdrew his finger from my asshole. He held the shit coated digit up to face and stared wide eyed at it before rubbing its filth under his nose.
Dad leaned forward and sniffed Alan's face.
"You fucking smell like shit, Alan!" Dad whispered, "You smell like Joel's shithole!"
"I love Joel's stink, Uncle Josh!"
"Yeah? You like your brother's shit?"
"Fuck yeah!" Alan moaned.
"Wanna eat out his nasty ass?"
"Yes! Please!"
"Joel!"
"Sir!" I gasped, releasing my lip lock from Alan's cock.
"Get your dirty ass on his face!"
I swung myself over Alan and positioned my asshole to within inches of his mouth. The stimulation that Alan's finger had given my hole and the desire to shiit made my hole quiver.
Dad crouched down beside Alan's face.
"Smell his ass, Alan. Smell Joel's stink. Even I can smell it. Look at that dirty asshole, Alan. Brown nose that shithole!"
I lowered my ass and felt Alan's nose against my gaping hole. I could feel his warm breath and the sound of his sniffing.
"Eat his ass, Alan! Eat the pig's shitty asshole!"
"Fuck! Fuck!" I gasped, as Alan's tongue lapped at my asslips.
"Yeah! Get Joel's shit taste in your mouth, boy!"
Alan swirled his tongue in circular motions around the outer fringe of my shit tinged asshole before he jabbed his tongue as deeply as he could into my warm, rank cavity.
I raised up and arched my back. My fingers slid out from Alan's filthy hole.
"Look, Dad!" I rasped, holding up my shitty fingers and grinding my ass on Alan's face.
"Fucking hot, son! Now rub that shit all over your asshole so Alan can taste his stinking shit!"
I raised my ass up. Reaching behind me I ran my shitty fingers up and down the crack of my ass. The raw stench of asshole wafted in the air.
"Ah fuck! Fuck!" Alan hollered. "Yeah! Smear that shit on your ass, Joel! Fuckin' smells good!"
Without any prompting or encouragement from Dad I sat back down on Alan's face and felt him slurping greedily at my shitty ass.
"Eat my dirty ass!" I yelled, as I grinded my butt over Alan's mouth. "Eat shit! Eat shit!"
I shot my hand up to my face and rubbed what shit there was left on my fingers all over my face, sucking into my lungs the rank, putrid aroma.
"Looking good, boys!" Dad hissed, as he stood up towering above us.
Planting his feet squarely apart, Dad took his cock into his hand. Aiming it down towards my back he let loose a stream of warm, golden piss. It splashed and ran down my back into my ass crack.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Alan groaned, as he slurped at this added treat.
"You thirsty too, son?"
I nodded my head vigorously to which Dad aimed his pissing cock at my face. The warm stream hit my forehead and ran down my face to my outstreatched tongue. I savoured its rank taste and drew it into my mouth.
"Oh yeah!" Dad yelled. "Fucking hosing down the shit pigs with my manpiss!"
Dad waved his pissing dick back and forth, aiming it at Alan's throbbing cock then trailing the strem up towards his chest, onto my cock then up towards my chest and face then over my shoulder to allow his golden juice to find its way into my ass trench and into Alan's greedy mouth.
"Piss on us, Dad! Piss on your boys!"
"Open your mouth, Joel!"
I opened my mouth wide as Dad took a step forward and my mouth was instantly filled with the mushrom head of his cock and the juice spewing out of his piss slit, splashing against the back of my throat.
"Drink, fucker! Drink Dad's fucking piss!"
I gulped as much as I could, swallowing hard. What my mouth couldn't contain spilled from my lips onto my chest which I swirled over myself and Alan's chest.
"Fucking toilet mouths, the both of you!" Dad hollered. "Fucking piss drinking, shit eating fucks!"
As Dad's piss flow ebbed to a trickle, just as Alan slurpped happily at my asshole, so too did I suck whatever juice I could from Dad's cock, working my tongue to probe his piss slit to gather every precious drop of his manpiss.
"Yeah, son! Tongue that piss hole! You like having a man's dick in your fuckng mouth?"
"Yes sir!" I gasped, as Dad eased his cock from my mouth.
"How you doing back there, ass pig?"
Alan gently nudged my ass upwards and took in several deep breaths.
"Fuckin' great, Uncle Josh!" Alan sighed.
"Yeah? You like the taste of your shit on Joel's ass?"
"Yes!"
"Fucking shit pig aren't you, boy?"
"Yes sir!"
"What are you, boy?"
"I'm a shit eating pig, Uncle Josh!"
"And what are you, Joel?"
"I'm a fucking raunchy boy, Dad!"
Chapter 4
We took a short break. Dad took the time to smoke a cigarette and sent me scurrying downstairs to get him another beer, and to mine and Alan's amazement, a beer for each of us too.
As Alan and I drank our beers we pondered what the next course would be like. With Alan and I, sex was a matter of quickly getting down to business. Taking care of the matter at hand and moving on to something else. Now, things seemed to move at a slower place, more drawn out, adding to the pleasure and excitement. I gathered Dad was teaching us boys how to prolong pleasure thus deriving the most enjoyment from it.
"You boys doing okay?"
"Yes sir!" We answered.
"Good," Dad said, crouching down on all fours, revealing to Alan and I his puckered hole amidst a swirl of hair. "It's time for some manstink!"
When I was 15, my stats were: 5'9", 125 pounds (scrawny), I had long brown hair in a "shag" cut. It was the early 70's, after all. I have light hazel green eyes and olive skin. I tan easily. I am half Irish (My Mother's side) and half Mexican. My cocks is and was 7 1/2 inches and uncut. Since I was little, I have been told I am well-hung by men and women.
I snuck out of the house, as I had done so many times. I snuck into a small porno theater on Hollywood Blvd near Western. I had a fake ID for buying beer and for this. There were very few men in there that night. It was late. I sat in the back, in the corner, where guys sit when they want to suck someone off. I had been in there for over an hour. I had been drinking, I used to drink a lot. I always got really horny when I was drinking and my girlfriends couldn't go out that late. I sucked off two older men earlier in an alcove that was set back in the corner of the rear wall. It was literally made for sucking. The plastic hippie beads hanging in the doorway to the theater made a clacking sound when someone would enter, giving anyone enough time to zip up (or stand up, in my case) without being seen. It was about 4 feet by 4 feet, and in the shadows, but the light from the movie screen lit it up enough to see the cocks in my face. I was just sitting there in the back row, hoping the place would get busier. It didn't. On some nights it was really busy. One Saturday night, I sucked off 6 men in that alcove in less than an hour and one man tried to fuck me as I was on my knees surrounded by horny adult men in a frenzy to use my 15 year old mouth. He couldn't get his little dick in my butt because of the angle, so he just blew a load on my ass cheeks. A Black man came in and stood against the wall behind me for a while and I kept looking over my shoulder and obviously licking my lips from the back row. After that little back and forth game, he walked up behind me. He already had his impressive Black cock out and had been stroking it. He was already hard when I started licking it as he slid it in my mouth and all over my face. There was always something a little extra nasty about giving head to Blacks. I come from a family of bigots and have never had a Black friend that I hung out with socially. It just wasn't acceptable. My neck was craned in an uncomfortable position. After a few minutes, he asked if I wanted to go to his apartment. Without thinking, I nodded my head yes. He pulled out of my mouth and zipped up. I followed him out to the street. It was about 3 a.m., I'm guessing. We got into his car and drove a few blocks to a real sleazy part of Hollywood. He lived in a run-down apartment building. I was nervous and excited. He wasn't that good looking, even for a Black man, but his cock was big and hard, which was all I cared about. I have never actually been attracted to men per se. I know that might sound weird coming from someone who has sucked literally hundreds of cocks over the years. It's the cocks that I am attracted to, not the men. And not just any cocks, big cocks only. Little weenies that are about 6 inches or less don't get me excited at all. If I had to use slang, I would say that I'm a "size queen", but I don't think of myself as such, and I have been sucking cocks since I was about 10 years old.
When I was much younger, I would blow some of the older neighborhood boys, always letting them think it was their idea so they wouldn't think I was a queer, and they wouldn't tell anyone. I also lived in the Hollywood Hills adjacent to Griffith Park, which was a haven for men who just wanted to go into the bushes or off to the side of a horse trail and get a quick blowjob. It is the largest municipal park in the country and has about 2000 square acres of cocksucking territory. When I got older, I took several girls up there to fuck, but that's another story. Over the years many men would gawk, wide-eyed at their good fortune as this little boy would kneel and service their rock hard cocks. It must have been a pedophile's wet dream! One time, when I was 13, I let this big dicked, bearded Daddy type ROYALLY fuck my ass! He had lube and I was depressed and wanted to do something self-destructive. I was on my hands and knees, grunting in pain with this man's rod in my butt, when 3 young surfer dudes came out from behind the trees and walked up to my face. The 3 new guys were amazed that such a little boy was getting reamed by such a huge adult man! They ended up feeding me their big white dicks as that man sodomized me for a painfully long time. The surfers all came on my face, then the man came in my ass. To this day that remains one of my wildest memories!
Anyway, as we walked into the Black man's small apartment, I felt even sleazier. It was small and dirty. The sofa bed was already pulled out and took up most of the tiny living room. It was unmade. He put on a strait porno video of a big-titted, young white girl getting roughly gangbanged by about twelve big nasty Blacks. He told me to take off my clothes and I obeyed, he was already disrobing. When he was naked, he told me to sit on the bed and relax. He was about 6 feet tall and maybe 200 pounds or more, not very muscular, though. I guessed he was in his 40's. He walked into what I guessed was the bedroom, I heard him talking to someone. That made me a little nervous because I thought we were alone. My buzz was starting to wear off. I watched the porno movie and stroked myself for about ten minutes, until he came back out. He lay down next to me and told me to get between his legs and blow him slowly. I figured, "Why not? That's why I'm here." His cock was about 7 inches long, thick and uncut. I think he had been drinking, too, or else he had already had an orgasm that night, because he took a long time to cum. He really made me work on and worship his monkey dick with my mouth and tongue for quite some time. I wished he would hurry up and get off. After about a half hour, he finally blew his load. He came on my face and chest, a thin and watery load. Without a word, he got up and went into the bedroom again. I heard some whispering and snickering. He came out, threw me a towel and started to get dressed, as I wiped off his smelly cum. As he was walking to the front door, he told me he was going out and that his room mate wanted some of me, or some ghetto slang like that. I was beginning to ask myself what I had gotten myself into. He told me to wait right where I was. I just sat there naked on the dirty sofa bed for about five minutes wondering what was going to happen.
Then another naked Black man, who looked to be in his 50's, casually walked into the living room. He was about 5'10' and fat. I guessed he was about 250 pounds. He had a lot of kinky body hair. He looked almost bored as he stood up on the sofa bed and stood over me. The metal springs creaked loudly under his considerable weight. I could see his big cock hanging over my head like a Black snake ready to strike. He knelt down and straddled my chest and started slapping my face with his big cock. It was what they call a "coke bottle" cock. It was only about 6 inches long, but it was super thick. It was circumcised. He still had not said a word to me or looked me in the eye, and it was pissing me off. He had an angry look on his face as he pushed his thick Black dick in my mouth and started pumping in and out. I remember thinking that he was one of those, "Get even with Whitey" kind of Black. He took a big whiff of "Locker Room". I hoped this ghetto scumbag would cum quickly, because I was uncomfortable and wanted to leave. Suddenly I heard another voice asking something like how I sucked or how is he, or something. The coon using my mouth rudely replied that I was, "Better than jerking off". I know from the many compliments (and from the practice!) over the years that I give fantastic blowjobs, so I knew that he was just being an asshole. He swung one leg off my chest and made room for this third man, also Black. He looked much like the man who was just sitting on my chest, but less fat. His cock was about 9 inches long, medium thickness, dark black and uncut. It was drooling pre cum. The two obnoxious Blacks knelt on each side of my face, so both of their cocks were right over me. They gave me hits of Locker Room, and as I alternated sucking one cock and then another, I was lost in a huge head rush. This went on for about 20 minutes, back and forth. The whole time they spoke to each other, but not me. They talked about me like I wasn't even in the room. The 3rd man then got off the bed and went into the bedroom. The room mate lay down and told me to kneel between his legs and continue blowing him, just like the first man had done. He kept making me sniff Locker Room, so I wasn't exactly aware of anything but the thick Black cock stretching my mouth. After a few minutes, I felt the 3rd man (at least I thought it was him) applying what I guessed was lube around my ass. The overall mean and dominant attitude of these big men told me I better not object or resist, I didn't want to get fucked in the ass, but I didn't want to get beat up, either. I felt the mattress sag as the unseen man positioned himself between my legs and then slowly work his Black dick into my ass. He grabbed my slim hips with his large hands and held on tight. It hurt like hell, but the guy I was blowing held the back of my head firmly with one hand and kept the bottle of Locker Room under my nose with the other. I couldn't go anywhere! If I moved forward, a thick cock would gag my throat. If I moved back, instant impalement. Once again, I thought to myself that I just hope it is over with quickly. It wasn't. My eyes were tearing. They both took their fucking sweet time and leisurely used my tired mouth and aching ass! I felt so disgusted and powerless. I reached down and started jacking myself off with my free hand, to ease the pain and try to concentrate on something pleasurable. I stopped before I came. I almost never cum when I am servicing a man. After an excruciatingly long while, the anonymous man in my ass started pumping faster and more urgently, and eventually shot a really big wad inside my ass. He must not have cum in a while because it was an incredibly huge load! There was so much, and it was so warm that I got goose bumps when I felt it shoot inside me. He just stayed buried to the hilt inside me as he went soft and his buddy guided my head up and down his shaft by my ears. A few minutes later, the scary man with his dick in my mouth forced my head down even further and came in my mouth, something I almost never allowed, but it wasn't like I had a choice. The guy in my ass then pulled out slowly as I pinched my sphincter to avoid any mess. I felt him get off the bed, and he must have gone back in the bedroom, because I never saw or heard from him again.
The man who had fucked my mouth called me a faggot and told me to get dressed and get out. He then walked back into the bedroom, leaving me all alone in the dirty, smelly living room. As I was dressing (quickly), I heard them laughing at me and I smelled them smoking freebase cocaine (it's called "Crack" now). I got out of there fast, stealing their poppers as I limped out. I think the whole experience took about two hours, something like that. Not counting the theater and the drive over. That was maybe the 3rd or 4th time I had been fucked in the ass. I did not bleed as I had done once before, but my ass was really sore for about 4 days and I was constipated. There was no mess because I had been drinking most of the day and night, and I had not eaten so my bowels were empty. Anal sex just hurts me too fucking much, so I prefer using my mouth on men. That is usually enough for them. When I got home, I jacked off in my bathroom, sitting on the toilet, as I inhaled more poppers and re-lived the whole experience. I came a giant load that had been building up all night, all over myself just as I got a major head rush. I twitched as I came down from the head rush/ orgasm combo.
Everything I have told you actually happened. I have many more true experiences that I have remembered while I was writing this. I look forward to hearing from you and hearing your comments or ideas.
I went into the Navy largely because I thought it would be easier than any
other branch of the armed forces. After a week out at sea, it became clear
that this had been a bad plan for two reasons. The first was that I was
violently seasick almost constantly. The second was N.C.O. Jake Taylor.
He could have been any of the (devoutly hated) jocks-heros from my high
school: blond, arrogant, and perfect. He didn't look any older than us
regular enlistees. Maybe that's the reason he was such a bastard to us.
He thought we were in the Marine Corps, and tried to prove it every day by
leading us through endless drills on deck. He himself, of course, could
perform every maneuver flawlessly --and had tight rippling biceps, and
immaculate abs.
He thought I was the poorest possible excuse for a sailor --which was true
--and never tired of telling me so. The only people he was harder on were
the black guys: Peter, a silent sullen seaman, who brooded, and took it,
and Chaz, a rangy brown-skinned guy with an animal's grace and hidden
power. It was Chaz who started calling him "Nazi Jake", but we all took it
up. It so obviously fit.
Then, all of a sudden, midway through the third week, Nazi Jake quit
picking on Chaz. Completely. Chaz didn't seem surprised at all, but the
rest of us couldn't figure it out.
One night, not long after that, I had insomnia. It was maddening. They
had worked me like a dog all day, and now I couldn't sleep. So I snuck out
of quarters, and wandered around the ship. It was quite peaceful really,
to see the moon over the ocean, and feel the deep throb of the engines.
By 0200 hours, I had worked my way down to the third sub-deck (back in the
hot and humid part of the ship) when I heard raised voices. It sounded
like two guys arguing. As I snuck closer, I could identify the
participants. It was clearly Chaz and the Nazi. There was some kind of
rhythmic sound and then I heard the Nazi say:
"Aw shit, that hurts!"
And Chaz said: "I don't give a fuck!"
There wasn't any more talking then, just some panting, and then I heard the
Nazi moan.
I had no idea what was going on. Keep in mind, I had been a sheltered kid,
who was still a virgin, and didn't really get the concept of homosexuality.
So It was a real shock to me to peek around round the corner, and see Jake
bent over a pipe, with Chaz fucking the hell out of his ass.
It was a shock to Jake too, who was staring right into my face. He started
squirming & trying to get Chaz off of him.
"Yo, get off!" he yelled. "There's someone watching us!"
"Let him watch," said Chaz. He had a death grip on Jake's chest, and
seemed to be enjoying the squirming.
"I'm telling you to get off of me you damn nigger!" said Jake.
In answer, Chaz just bucked his hips two, three times, and then thrust all
the way in. I had seen my own reflection in the mirror enough times to
recognize the expression of a man who was shooting his load. There was an
answering spasm from Jake, and they both went limp.
All this time, I had been standing frozen in the doorway. I was just
wearing my boxer shorts, and my little dick was poking straight out through
the fly. With a sigh, Chaz pulled himself off of Jake, and sat down
heavily on the floor, his long legs going every which way, and his massive
dick coiled on the floor like a serpent.
"Come on in," he said. "He won't do nothing to you. He don't want you
tellin' no one what you just seen."
I toddled forward, as if in a trance. Chaz cleared his throat & spit in
Jake's general direction.
"Want a turn?" he said. "I got him all loosened up!"
Did I want a turn? I had never even imagined such a thing, and yet, it was
if I was hypnotized. I walked over to Jake, still draped over the pipe,
and put a questioning hand on his ass. It was dripping with Chaz's cum.
"Don't do it," he said weakly. "You'll be sorry."
"Go ahead," said Chaz, the devil on my shoulder. "He'll never bother you
again."
"Come on, Chaz," said Jake. "I don't wanna be fucked by this little
tadpole."
That was it. My resolve stiffened (literally). Pulling off my boxers, I
pushed my hips forward. Just like that, I was inside (Chaz wasn't kidding
when he said he had loosened him up!). It was an indescribable sensation.
I stood there, enjoying it for a minute, and then guided by instinct, I
began to hump my hips. It felt great!
Despite his earlier complaints, Jake seemed to be enjoying it too, because
I heard little moans of pleasure coming from his lips.
I was so into what I was doing, that at first I didn't notice that Chaz was
standing behind me, fingering my ass. When I did notice, it just added to
the pleasure I felt, stirring something deep in my bowels. Then I felt
something big and blunt nosing against my asshole. It took me a moment to
realize what it must be.
"No, wait a moment!" I started to say. But it was too late. With a sudden
push, I was pierced. I felt such pain and pleasure mixed as I had never
imagined in my life, and every push of Chaz's hips against mine brought me
more of the same. I was the meat in a sandwich and I felt Chaz's chest
pressing against my back, at the same time as Jake's shoulder blades cut
into my flesh. Jake was whining and moaning in earnest now, as every
powerful thrush of Chaz's dick pushed me deeper into Jake's body.
Chaz's heavy panting sounded in my ear, and his heart throbbed against my
back, and I felt them both as if they were my own. In fact, it was as
though I seemed to vanish for a moment, and then it was just Chaz wildly
stabbing his black spear into the tight white flesh that was Jake, and then
it was just one of us, in a confusion of arms and legs and dicks, and Chaz
spurted into me and through me, as I filled Jake with my seed, and he spent
himself against the cold hard metal pipe.
And after that, "Nazi Jake" never gave me a problem again.
A bright sun filled the deep, blue sky. Not a cloud could be seen as far as the horizon. A gentle breeze nestled the leaves of the tall trees. In a clearing a farmhouse stood with its wide, front porch. In the distance was an old barn and corral. A Palomino pony was drinking for the water trough, while a Mustang relaxed under the late Spring sun. The quiet of the scenic afternoon was broken by the sound of the black pickup that was pulling up near the barn in cloud of dust.
Kevin jumped out of the passenger seat with his knapsack. The bright sun hurt his hazel eyes, blinding him for a brief moment. The driver got out. "You wait here boy and don't move!" he ordered as he ran around to the back of the barn. Kevin was a handsome man in his mid-twenties. He had high check bones, was about 6 feet tall with a thin, but muscular frame. His brown hair had grown a bit long and was blown back by the breeze. The driver returned with another man who seemed to be in charge. He was dressed in jeans and riding chaps. His black boots were dusty from the trail and his shirt was open revealing his hairy, sweating chest. He had deep, brown eyes, dark moustache, and several days stubble shadowing his face. He spoke to the driver who then walked up to Kevin, took his knapsack to the house, and then got back in the truck to head for parts unknown.
Kevin watched the Rancher intensely. He thought of the ad he had answered. He thought about the many phone conversations that had led to their meeting in the city and now his invitation here. He wondered to himself if he could handle what would soon happen, but knew he would have little choice nor offer any resistance. "Hey, Mac!", he grined as he reached for the Rancher's hand. Mac grabbed it hard and pulled the boy towards him. Kevin could smell the sweat of the trail on his breath as he spoke to him. "Listen, boy. Get one thing straight. You only address me as SIR! Got it!" he ordered as he spit into the boys face. "Yes, SIR " he shouted back. "Good, now get that fuckin'ass of yours into the barn!" Mac ordered.
Mac pushed Kevin into the brightly lit barn. There were several stalls where the horses would be kept. In the middle, however, he noticed several long chains that hung from the ceiling. Nearby was a pillory. Kevin noticed that near the stalls were several large cages with barbed wire around them. Mac took a choke collar and attached it to Kevin's neck. He pulled him towards the center of the barn. Mac removed his shirt, handing it to Kevin. While he put on his harness, he noticed Kevin had taken the shirt and was rubbing it on his face. Mac pulled him by the chain. "What gives you the right to sniff my shirt!" Kevin trembled from the loud resonance of Mac's voice. Mac took the boy's face and forced it into his sweating armpit. "Lick it clean, boy!" Kevin hesitated. "Lick it, you dog!" he ordered striking him across the face. Kevin worked cleaning his master's armpits, first the left and then the right. Mac attached the boy's wrists to the chains in the ceiling. He then took off his boots and socks, tieing them to the boy's face so that he would have to breath the stench of his well worked boots. Mac hoisted the boy until his feet dangled slightly above the ground and stripped off his clothes. The boy had a smooth body, except for a few hairs on his chest and his pubics. Mac took an electric shears and removed the helpless boys hair. Kevin felt his manhood being removed as he hung, breathing in the smell of the boots.
When it was done, Mac attached a rope that hung from above around Kevin's cock and balls. He then hoisted the rope, pulling his body upwards slightly. Kevin felt the rope pulling his cock. He soon sensed Mac working his fingers in his ass. He shouted as Mac rammed his hard cock into the hanging boy's hole. He reamed him mercilessly until he had shot his load in his victim. Kevin felt his sore hole being stretched even wider. Mac had forced a large plug into it. As Kevin looked down he noticed that the plug from his ass seemed to have a tail attached to it. Mac now took the cat-o-nine tails from the self and began to work on the Kevin's smooth back. Each strike caused him to jerk in the chains, causing the rope around his cock and balls to pull and sending a sharp pain through his body. Mac continued whipping the boy until they both were in a heavy sweat. The master then released the bonds from his slave and allowed him to drop before his naked body.
The boot was removed from Kevin's face. Mac took a horse bit and forced it into the slave's mouth, tightening it behind his head. He felt the plug deep in his ass and noticed that he indeed had a tail attached to him. He knew he was to serve as one of his master's animals. Obediently, he began to follow the master. Mac struck him again with his whip. "You are to walk on your hands and the balls on your feet, Understand!" he shouted as he struck him again. Kevin obeyed and followed. His master tied him to a post and order him to raise his one leg. Mac attached it to a table much like a man about to shoe a horse. He whiped the bottom of the slave's foot with alcohol. Kevin saw a strange device in Mac's hand. It was metal and looked like many thick wires in the form of a foot. There was a place it could be slipped over the toes and had small spikes throughout. Mac put the "shoe" in place and hammered the base of it, forcing the tiny spikes into the slave's foot. Kevin tried to hold back his scream. The "shoe" was then strapped with leather to keep it in place. Mac repeated this on the other foot. Kevin shouted out. his cried were met with the taste of the whip. Mac now forced his "horse" to walk around the barn to get used to the metal "shoes". Kevin soon felt them as part of his body. The bit was removed as noticed Mac placed a bowl with "Kevin" written on it near a stall. Mac filled it with something from a can that appeared to be for a dog. "Eat! You worhtless dog." Kevin positioned himself in front of the bowl. He knew he dared not do this wrong. He lowered his mouth to the food and ate like a dog, drinking water also from a nearby bowl.
After he finished, Kevin was led to a stall. He noticed that there was a cage door which opened from the floor. Kevin was ordered to lay down inside. His wrists were secured to posts in the base of the cage as were his ankles. Mac then secured the door shut.
The next day Mac and the driver removed Kevin from the cage. He noticed they were both naked and took him to a corner and hosed him off. The plug was removed from his ass, and the driver took the nosel from the hose and douched Kevin's ass with it. Kevin was led to a strange looking bench. His ankles were attached to the base. He was then bent forward and angled down on a slant so that his head was almost on the floor as it reached the front of the bench. His arms were chained tightly down and metal brace held his waist in place. He was then moved while tied to the bench to the horses stall. Both men took their turns fucking the boy's well stretched ass. The driver then went outside while Mac rubbed an oinment all over Kevin. He then used it in large amounts on Kevin's aching asshole. The driver returned with a large horse. As the horse scented the ointmentit became aroused. Mac took the reigns and brought the horse to Kevin's stall. Kevin released he was positioned directly under the horse. He could feel the heast from the horse's belly. The horse was reacting more to the mare scent. The driver worked to keep the horse controlled while Mac grabbed the erect cock of the animal and positioned the head in Kevin's ass. The men moved away. kevin screamed as the horse rammed its cock into his ass. Kevin thought he was being torn in half. The cock of the horse worked faster in and out of his hole. He was sweating as he was being bred by this beast. Mac and the driver watched with pleasure as the fucking continued. Mac forced the driver to bend over and rammed his cock into the other man as he watched Kevin being ravaged. Kevin's ass was filled as the horse shot its load into him. Mac shot his own load into the driver at the same time. The horse was removed from the stall and let loose in the barn. As Kevin remained tied to the bench he felt the horse's cum flowing out of his expanded ass.
While he was still tied, Kevin smelled iron burning. The driver put a leather strap in Kevin's mouth. Kevin saw his master was heating a branding iron. It was white hot as Mac walked towards him. He trembled as Mac positioned the iron near his ass. He braced himself as the iron was forced onto his tender ass leaving the same marking as was on the horse. Kevin trembled and was sweating. His master released him and brought him to a cage with his name on it so that he could rest. Kevin knew that he had served his new master well. He climbed into his cage and rested chained to the sides. His master had gone back out to the range. He longed for Mac's return so that he could continue to serve him.
Every woman has heard "hung like a horse". Thats why she would never turn down the opportunity to see if a donkey really has a big cock. A couple went to Mexico. They had heard of The DONKEY SHOW and they wanted to see for themselves whether it was true that a girl could fuck a donkey. They asked several men that approached them in the street. They were misdirected by many, but they finally found the place.
It was dark and the show was just beginning. They were shown to a seat, and ordered tequilla and lemon. A donkey was led to the stage as the lights were dimmed and the stage lights were brightened. A beautiful Oriental girl with long black hair and a Mexican girl of perhaps 18 yrs. walked out to stage and spoke softly to the donkey. They were bright eyed and obviously looking forward to this moment. One walked to the donkey's head and talked to him while the other went to his belly in search of donkey dick. It slowly came out as she stroked it.
Soon it was fully extended, but not hard. She took it in her hands and stroked more quickley and it grew to about 14 inches. She put her head down to it and extended her tongue to the tip. It was salty with drops of donkey cum. She took as much in her mouth as she could, but more cum was leaking from the end of his dick.
A table was brought to the stage for the girls to lay on. She took his dick and worked it into her pussy. The donkey's dick began to get hard and thickened noticeably. As it swelled she cried with joy, this is what she looked forward to. She pulled and pushed the huge cock in and out of her sopping pussy. The donkey was beginning to cum and her cunt made noises as the cum began to squirt.
The other girl pulled the donkey cock out of her and put the end in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but choked up much of it for the audience. The other girl gathered up the donkey's cock in her hands and let him finish in her mouth. When the donkey finally finished and his cock began its retreat, she looked at the crowd, who were cheering. She let a huge gob of cum run down her chin to her tits.
The couple had seen for themselves that this was not a legend but a real live occurrence. Women really did want to be fucked by someone "hung like a horse". They returned home but he knew she had to have someone BIG. He found an ad in an adult newspaper advertising for anyone interested in animal sex.
He answered the ad and received a reply in a few weeks. Pictures sent with the reply verified these people had a trained pony. They drove to the farm where they hoped to take photos of his wife being fucked by the pony. The pony was there and so was a donkey. They were both well trained, as she would find out later. The owner said this was the 20th or 30th time his animals had fucked women.
She approached the pony with caution but he developed a hardon as soon as she got close. He became very still as soon as she crouched down to see his mammoth cock. She reached out to touch it. It was warm and hard. She smiled at her husband who was video taping the whole scene. So was the owner of the pony. She put the end of his mammoth cock next to her lips, smiled at her husband, and slipped it into her mouth. The pony felt her warm mouth on his cock and began humping slowly. She stopped because she felt as though he was going to cum and she didn't want him to yet.
They moved a small padded bench over and she lay back on it. Both men helped her scoot down to where she could get the pony's dick into her hot pussy. She guided the head to her dripping cunt and slid in just the head. The pony humped and about 8 inches glided into her sopping cunt. She was in heaven with that huge cock buried in her pussy. Both men were snapping pictures and video taping the whole affair. Soon it was unavoidable.
The pony began lurching and she held the shaft of his great cock so it wouldn't hurt her. Huge gobs of cum sprayed from her cunt. Her pussy made sloppy sucking noises and the pony prick pounded her pussy. Giant plops of cum fell to the floor. She began to cum and after reaching an orgasm, she pulled the still huge but limp pony dick out of her steamy pussy. It popped out and hung there still dripping. She took the end of it and put it in her mouth sucking the remaining pony jism on her lips.
She was ecstatic.She just fucked her first horse. The farmer had a surprise. He asked,"Did you really cum in the stall with the pony?" She said that at first she was concerned he might hurt her but later she came a little. The farmer said that he had a donkey and that the donkey had been trained to fuck women as well. They had film, a woman,and an eager donkey. He was brought into the stall where the small bench was and led the pony out.
The donkey knew what this was all about. He became excited immediately. They calmed him and she slowly reached under his belly and grabbed the donkey dick. She said that she was surprised that they didn't smell like barnyard animals. The farmer explained he kept them washed all the time when he was entertaining guests who fuck the animals. She took the end of his donkey prick and put it in her mouth and sucked him for a few minutes. He began to develop a raging hardon. It was brown and white and purple and swollen to the limit. It had a huge head on it and cum was beginning to leak in small spurts. She took them on the tip of her tongue, then pulled away so longs strings of donkey cum extended from her horny lips. Video closeups were taken and photos were snapped so everone could see this action again and again. She quickly put the donkey dick back in her mouth and tried to take as much as she could down her throat. She sucked at the donkey's cock until she was so horny she asked breathlessly for the bench so she could fuck the donkey.
They helped her position her cunt near the donkey's prick and took it in the middle of it's 15" length. She pushed it against the opening of her vagina and pushed slowly. The head, as swollen as it was, popped into her gaping hole. She fucked the cock in and out of her hot slot. The donkey began pumping in and out. Her husband wanted her to take her hands off the donkey's dick and let him fuck her for the camera. She did but the donkey tried to get his whole dick up her. She had to take it in her hands again to control the depth of his fucking.
Soon she began to feel the warmth of cum leaking from her hole and running down the crack of her ass. She didn't want it to be over yet but knew there would be another day. She knew she was being fucked by a donkey and the thought alone made her begin to cum as well. Soon large gobs of donkey cum were plopping to the floor and running down her legs to the bench where she lay. The crack of her ass was in a puddle of donkey cum. She cried out as reached her orgasm and the donkey brayed as he came by the bucket. She laid there for a moment then slowly pulled the still dripping donkey cock from her open cunt. They moved for close ups while the donkey wandered away. Cum ran slowly out, trickling down her legs and butt. This was a day to remember.
CHAPTER 2
This went on for days. Often when her husband woke up he'd find her in the stall with the donkey. She got the donkey to where he would fuck her slowly and in short strokes. She sometimes would stop before the donkey could cum and take the huge cock in her mouth. When he started to cum she would put just the tip of his cock in. He would fuck her mouth and the cum would overflow her lips. Huge spurts plopped on her face and tits. She tried swallowing some and it tasted no different then her husband's. She greedily sucked the end of the donkey's dick as more cum dripped from the end. She sucked the cum back into her mouth. Her husband wanted to fuck her too. She sucked both him and the donkey until he came in her mouth. She told him she could taste no difference except the donkey's cum was hotter.
As time went by they had to leave but this story will continue. They decided to move to a farm a buy a donkey for themselves. She was beginning to wonder if they could train a horse.
This is a true small storie about an experience I had with a dog.
I'm a 18 year old male and about two and a half years ago, I was watching a lady's house for her while she was away for family reasons. This was really a great time for me. I was pretty much on my own and I was getting payed for it.
One night, I was just sitting there and the dog, let's call him Lester, started to lick himself. When he did, I noticed his cock moved a little and poked out just a little bit. For some unknown reason, this turned me on. I didn't give it much thought untill later on that night while I was in the guest area of the house which is the basement which was made up to be like a mini appartment. I just got out of the shower and was towling myself off when Lester walked right up to me and stuck is nose in my croch which he does to everyone all the time but this time it was different because I was naked and he had just stuck his cold, wet nose against my cock. Without warning, my cock started to get larger. I was wondering what was wrong with me, this was a DOG that was making my cock hard. That's sick!!! But I all of a sudden got really aroused by his quick touch. I walked over to him and started to pet him on the head, I kneeled down on one knee and kept petting him and he put his head down and started to lick the head of my dick. This sent a rush through by body that was overwheming. I was now kneeling before Lester with my HARD cock in his face while he kept licking it. I don't really know why he kept licking it like that. Did it really taste that good? Well, he sorta lost interest after a few more seconds so I went to the refrigerator and got some butter and spread it on my cock and went back over to him and he was more than happy to lick the butter off of my dick. Little did the poor doggy know that if he kept licking the butter, he would be getting some extra protine in just a minute. After he licked all the butter off, I spread on some more and he continued to lick it off. Just before he cleaned off my cock, I started to feel the sudden urge to cum. Just as murphy's law would have it, just as I was about to spew, all the butter was gone. While some pre-cum leaked out of my dick, I spread on a little more butter. Lester started to lick it off again. His tongue was lashing at my cock like mad and I felt like my head was going to blow off when I began to shoot off in his mouth. He, kinda moved back when my sperm started to jet out of my dick but after he got a taste of it, he lashed at the head of my squirting cock as a shot a HUGE load into his mouth. I finished cumming in his mouth and Lester continued to lick my cock off for a minute more as he cleaned off the remaining butter and cum from my dick.
As Sean walked over the field, the sun stood high on the sky, bathing him in its warm caressing rays. He wore shorts, shoes and a tshirt. Today was very hot, and he was on his way home from John, his best friend. They lived close by, but it still took about 30 minutes to walk home, 15 if he crossed over the fields, like he always did.
Sean used to come here when he was younger, to look at the horses. He adored horses when he was a kid, for their strength and beauty. Now he was 20, and his interests had moved to parties, dancing, and drinking. Today was no exception, the horses were out, and stood far from him.
He got home, and his mother came to tell his that dinner was soon ready. "OK, mom. I'll just take a quick shower", he said, and walked upstairs. He undressed, and turned on the shower, and stood before the mirror, looking at himself. He smiled.
As he went into the shower, he wondered about tomorrows birthday party. John was turning 21, and Sean was excited about this party. He had already gotten his present, and he hoped he would love it. He had bought him a copy of "From dusk to dawn". He loved it himself, and wanted to have a copy himself. John and Sean had been friends for a long time, so he knew he would love it.
Sean came downstairs after he had showered, and got to the table. His mom, dad and little brother was already at the table just waiting for him. His mom smiled to him, and his dad just hummed something to himself. His family had never talked much during their dinners, and this was no except today either. It was like if the silence wasn't there, it was unnatural. They had all gotten used to it.
Time passed by as Sean sat in his room watching tv. He was getting tired, and headed for bed. He wanted to be fully rested for the party tomorrow. He got up, turned off the tv and turned off the lights. Then he got undressed and climbed into bed. Soon after he was sleeping.
"Wake up sweetie!" said his mother as he stood next to his bed. Sean opened his eyes, and smiled to his mom. "Good morning, mom" he said. "Morning sweetie" responded his mom and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and went out from his room. Sean sat up, and looked at the clock, 9:35. He stretched and got out of bed, took on a robe and headed for the shower. He was in the shower for a long time, thinking about todays party, getting his so excited. He loved John's parties. They were always special.
The afternoon finally came, and Sean walked over to John, and was warmly welcomed by his friend. John hugged Sean for a long time, and thanked him for coming. As they walked inside, Sean saw many people that he knew and didn't really knew. He said hello to the ones that he knew, and gave John the gift, smiling widely. As John opened the gift, all the people stood around him watching, and most of them sighed when they saw the movie Sean had gotten him. John smiled brightly and turned around to face Sean and smiled to him.
The party started, and the people sat around the table, laughing, talking, singing and drinking. Thise was a lot of beer and alcohol on the table. People helped themselves, and around evening all of them were pretty drunk. The music was louder, and so were the talking and laughing. Many was dancing around on the floor to the music. They all had a good time, especially John, who sat in the couch with Caroline, kissing and caressing.
Around 12, Sean was ready to walk home, few of the guests had already left, but most of them were making out in the livingroom, others dancing and a single one lying on the floor sleeping. He couldn't find John anywhere, and could figure out that he was probably with Caroline in his bedroom. He didn't want to bother them, so get went to get his coat, and headed out into the mild summer night.
Sean was pretty drunk himself, and also a bit light-headed. He walked alone over the field, when all the sudden he heard a noise close to him. He looked around and saw that it was a horse walking up to him. He stopped and waited for the horse to come to him. Slowly the horse went to him, sniffed his scent and approached his. He reached out and padded his mane, running his fingers through the soft hairs. Slowly his hand went to his neck, slowly caressing it, feeling his skin beneath his hand. He jumped over the fence and stood next to the horse now.
He felt all tingly inside, and ran his hand along the stallions back, as he stepped closer to him. He felt his soft body beneath his hand, and slowly let his hand og down his belly and beneath him, finding his heath. He sighed and gently caressed the sheath, feeling his cock move a little inside. He got on his knees, still caressing his warm heath, as he saw the cockhead appear from the opening. He looked at it with wide opened eyes. It was so big.
Slowly the cock came forth from the sheath, dropping. He stared at the size of it, and his hands ran down its rubbery length. It felt wonderful. He got a little closer to the cock, and could smell the musky aroma, so he leaned over, kissing the head of the enormous cock. His hands ran up and down the cock, both hands used to encircle it. He felt it harden in his hands. It was about 20 inches long and really thick. He had never seen anything this beautiful before. He began to undress himself, throwing the clothes aside as it came off.
The horse was obviously enjoying this, as his cock slapped against his belly, as he rubbed his hands along its length. Sean kissed and licked the cock all over, and as he reached the head, he opened his mouth wide and took it inside. His lips wrapped around the massive cock, his tongue playing with the head, and his hands stroking the big cock. The horse gave a couple of short humps, banging the cock against his throat, sending pre-cum down his throat. He swallowed to the best of his ability. He was getting so aroused by this.
He took the cock out of his mouth and rubbed it all over his face, getting the sticky pre-cum all over himself. He licked the head every time he rubbed it over his lips. Then he let the cock go to his chest, rubbing it on it, teasingly rubbing it on his hard nipples. He reached up with one hand and took the massive balls into his hand, rolling them, feeling their weight. He wondered how much cum there was in them.
Again he took him into his mouth, sucking his cock, and his hands continuing stroking the massive pole. Again the stallion began thrusting. He could feel his glans flare up inside his mouth. Shocked he quickly pulled him out, still rubbing him. The horse grunted, swaying his tail, and all the sudden he came. Sean wasn't fully prepared for this.
The enormous cock spurted out jet after jet of warm cum. The warm cum hit Sean in the face, splashing on his lips, chin and cheeks. He felt it run down his neck. As he opened his mouth to lick his lips, a jet of cum hit his in the mouth. There was so much of it. He almost gagged, and swallowed the creamy cum, savouring the salty taste. Then more cum spurted from the cock unto his face. The cum ran down his neck and chest, dripping from his face down on his chest. He licked his lips eagerly. It tasted so great.
The horse rewarded Sean with about 8 strong jets of cum, all over his face and chest. He was literally covered with sticky horsecum. Then the cock began retracting back into the sheath. He stared at the limb cock as it pulled back inside the sheath.
He sat on the grass for awhile as the stallion walked away. The cum was getting cold on his face and chest. He took his tshirt and wiped himself clean. Then smiled and looked at the horse as he walked away. He put on his clothes. As he got home, he threw away the tshirt and went into the shower. He thought about what he just had done, and smiled. It was 'wrong', but he had enjoyed it so very much. Maybe he would do it again sometime he thought to himself.
When Sean got up the next morning, he went out and headed for the field. He wanted to get a good look at his equine lover in the daylight. As he came to the field, he saw five horses. Which one was his lover he thought. He stood there a few minutes, staring at a beautiful brown stallion. He knew that this was him. After 15 minutes of staring at this magnificient creature, he went home again, with a big smile on his lips.
I had my first horsesex experience when I was 15. I was with my best mate
Ed. We had gone for a bike ride and were leaning against a gate to a large
field, having a rest before the ride home. Me and Ed had often jacked each
other off, given each other blow jobs etc. so we were quite familiar with
each others sexuality.
Well, we were standing there, backs to the field, when we heart a snorting
noise, we turned around to see this huge brown coloured horse stood about 10
feet away. As I looked at the horse Ed said "look at the size of that
cock". To my amazement his huge cock was hanging out of the sheath and
swinging. "I dare you to touch him" I dare Ed. "double dare" was Ed's
reply. I was quick to jump over the gate, into the field and touch that
huge cock. Ed wasn't far behind me and looking back towards him I noticed
he was just as excited as me, with a huge bulge showing in his tight jeans.
I reached out to touch the horses cock and as I touched the long wet pole
it tightened up and nearly hit his own belly. WOW Ed commented as he
reached round the side of me to touch the thick cock. We both wrapped our
hands around the thick length and to our surprise even more emerged from the
sheath. As we rubbed up and down a huge bubble of pre-come emerged on the
end, and then dripped down onto my shoe. "Ugh! shit man, he's just dropped
jizm all over my show, I hope this stuff comes out (no pun intended).
However I was to fascinated with this huge prick in my hands to care anymore
than that. As me and Ed built up speed, wanking this cock like our lives
depended on it, more and more pre-cum dripped out, creating a pool of it on
the floor. As we pumped more and more the horse started to pump his dick
with our movements,. The next thing I knew his cock tightened right up and
spurt after spurt of cum came shooting out of the end. There was LOADS of
it. Our hands and legs, and the horses chest and front legs had a fair
coating with this lovely thick horse cum.
Once we had finished the horse started to wander of, leaving me and Ed
totally horny. We undone each others jeans, and pulled down our boxers. We
each scooped up a handful of horse cum (there was plenty of it!) and took
hold of each others teen cocks. The feel of someone else wanking you off
with horse cum as lube is amazing, and we were both coating each other with
our own boy come in seconds.
On the way home we passed a stream and washed off all the cum from our
clothes. I thought I'd got it all off my shoe, however the next day when it
had dried there was a salty stain all across the toe which I could not get
out.
This was just the first of Ed and mine's animal experiences (together, I
had played with my dogs before as some of you may have read), and we still
enjoy a good animalsex session.
"I bet he won't" "Betcha" "Ten bucks says he won't" He looked at the new guy. He liked him the first day they met. And he gladly took him everywhere he went and got him involved in games, friends, hanging out....without asking him if he wanted. Nick liked his new friend Gary. Gary was a good looking kid with freckles and thick reddish hair. He hated the references to "Carrot Top" the comedian or any of the other names he'd been called since he could remember. What was really cool with this new group of kids is that nobody gave him any crap about his red hair. That was probably because of Nick. He and Nick became friends the day they met. Nick lived down the block from him and seemed willing to introduce him around. And part of that was doing things he had never done before. Biking down stairs, roller blading in empty parkting buildings and circle jerks too. He had been jacking off for years..but always alone. Suddenly he and Nick were doing it together and he and Nicks friends would engage as well. Contests of "shooting for distance", "longest erection", "fastest orgasm" and other games kept the scenes hot and exciting. "He'll do it, wont' you G" Nick called him that. Everyone else called him Gar of Gary. He'd do anything for Nick. So Gary took off his shorts..the only cloth remaining that separated him from being naked. That wasn't the first time he was naked with the guys. Skinny dipping in peoples pools was a favoriate pasttime. They'd go to a movie and afterwards on the way home, find a house with a pool that was dark. Usually they knew that the owners were out of town on vacation..and sneak into the back yard, strip naked and take the pool over. Of course they did that one time too many. Their laughter and splashes woke up neighbors and cops arrived. Gary's parents didn't say anything about that....he heard his Dad laughing after he was sent to his room so he knew he wasn't in too much trouble. But they didn't sneak into anyone else's pool that summer. He got into the tub and lay down. Around him were Nick, Bettle, Carson, and Malcom. Their boy dicks were in their hands and Gary watched as they jacked them into erections. He closed his eyes and jacked his own cock..thinking of the group of buddies standing over him. It didn't take long for him to feel their cum splattering all over him....face, chest, legs, crotch. "Wait a minute" Nick yelled "G, keep your eyes closed. Ok guys ten bucks says he'll take piss too" Gary didn't know what to do...but he trusted Nick. And before he could decide what to do or hear anyone else accepting the bet, he felt the warm water from someone wash his freckled body. Another and another stream hit him.... "Come on G you too" Gary tried and then surprised himself to feel his own penis shooting piss all over himself. "We made twenty bucks from those guys" Nick said as he and a freshly showered Gary walked home. Sitting at a fast foot restaurant eating some of their profits, Nick asked, "Hey we could make allot more money you know. What else will you do?" Gary looked at Nick and knew the answer. "Anything you want" And Nick too that to heart. The two boys made lots of money. "He'll do anything" someone once said "You're crazy" another said "Betcha" said Nick watching his buddy laying naked while cocks aimed at his ass and mouth. And that wasn't the first time either.
One particular night, a Friday, I needed the relief I often found at a local club that was devoted to S&M nights. I liked going, but often was just a spectator, watching some hot scenes, a little reluctant to take part in any scenes.
But this night was different. I wanted it badly, so I decided to make some move sometime in the night.
This club, in New York, attracts the hottest guys with the most imaginative, hungry minds for sex.
This night my first stop were some water sports scenes. First was a master stripping his slave down to a dog collar. The young boy was kneeling and the master held his cockhead, directly piss over the boy's body and then, finally, from a distance directing his flow in a beautiful parabola into the young boy's mouth.
Right next to that was a stocky, hunky young guy and an older guy preparing for some action. The bottom guy was stripping from his preppy clothes and getting into a form-fitting catsuit. He just looked hot already and things were just starting. The latex suit beautifully outlined his cock and his stout body. Soon the top was covering his head with a latex hood. My cock was growing stiffer by the minute. Soon I noticed a tube extending from the catsuit as the top began to tie the guy up to a post with rope. Five minutes passed, the bottom was firmly tied and the fun was just beginning.
Soon the top was naked and putting his beer down (he had a few just while I was there). Suddenly his cock was placed into the tube and he began pissing. I could just imagine the wonderful sensation of the bottom boy, tied up, encased in skin-tight catsuit, and now being flooded with warm piss. The top filled the suit and the boy was squirming with pleasure. The top then began rubbing the piss drenched suit.and you could hear the squishing. How I wanted to be in that suit, feeling those sensations.
Next came a more unbelievable sight. The top picked up what looked like a car oil funnel. The top unzipped the mouth of the hood, inserted the funnel and a few minutes later began pissing. Gurgling, the bottom boy was now chugging on hot piss. Not gagging, not squirming, but swallowing the delicious piss. And when the top was done, he brought over some buddies. Within another few minutes, here were these other hot leather and latex-clad guys joining together in a circle, at the funnel leading to the boy's mouth. Suddenly one stream of piss followed another. The boy was swallowing non-stop piss from five guys. Oceans of piss were flowing down that funnel, and you could hear the boy chugging.
I had dropped my pants to stroke my cock-it was such a hot scene. Suddenly a hot looking guy next to me was on his knees, looking up at me. Without much hesitation I got it. He wanted my cock in his mouth and he wanted my piss. I'd drank piss before and never given, but I was ready.
I entered his mouth and he moved his sweet lips. It took a minute, but I let go. I was feeding someone my piss! He swallowed it whole. What a feeling! And all the while the main scene was still unfolding. I took my new friend aside, sucked his cock, and we both jacked each other off.
I returned to that club more after that night. Gay men are so wonderfully adventurous with sex. I'll never forget that wonderful piss orgy and having my piss drunk. I had a hot, memorable piss night that stays in my mind to today. I rode the subway home, reeking of piss, getting looks, but blissfully not caring.
It was another hot sticky evening. I live in a small town of around 20,000 people...very rural driven, with lots of farms surrounding the town. I was driving home from work, when I parked up on the lakefront to eat my McDonalds. I'm 21 years old, am straight, slim with a nice tan. I don't work out ever, but I look healthy.
It was late on the summer's evening...around 9pm...and as usual, there were the "boyracers" parked up in the same car park. These guys are mostly 15 -- 18 year olds still at school. They wear all the labels, are typically jocks, and have sexy cars which are lowered, have loud stereo's, tinted windows and spoilers. There were around 20 cars...all with these teens boozing and doing drugs. I was wearing my jeans and a t-shirt, and they were mostly wearing singlets, khakis trousers, baseball caps and sunglasses. There was only one car park -- between 1 sexy black car and a lowered wagon with tinted windows.
I sat there eating my food, but I couldn't help look at the guys next to me. They had muscled arms, sexy tans, were mostly clean shaven, and they were all blonde -- except for one black guy. I had a boner just looking at them, which I was gently rubbing between by jeans. Suddenly someone yelled out "hey look this guys a fag -- he's rubbing himself". Suddenly 4 other teens came over to my car. The black guy grabbed my arm through the window (which was wound down). "you fag...you want some?". I didn't know what to say.
"get out" said one of the blonde guys, with the bluest eyes ever and a smell of sweat and Tommy boy cologne....he appeared to be the leader...he was the sexiest by far....well tanned, and his body well defined, but his muscles weren't huge. I could see one of his large brown nipples peering out from around his singlet. "get in the wagon" he said. I stepped out, and they quickly shoved me in the back of the van. 2 jumped in the front, and the other 3 hopped in the back with me. They all looked so boyish. Fuck I was horny. The wagon smelled of piss and beer and grass. Also sexy cologne. I was laying on a black matress which was COVERED in cum stains. The black guy punched my arm...my cock got harder. "You gonna learn to fucken be a man tonight you fucken faggot". I looked up and saw the two cutest twinks...probably both 16, fully french kissing. They were both wearing shorts, one had fine blonde hairs on his legs...the other had shaven legs. The guy with the hair legs was rubbing the smooth twink, and his hand was massaging his balls through the legs in his Khakis. The stereo was up loud and the car was driving fast....I knew we were heading out into the country. Suddenly the black guy removed his army trousers, and he had the biggest blackest, juiciest cock I have EVER seen. He had trimmed pubes, and shaven legs. "suck it bitch"....I didn't have time to argue...he slammed his meat into my throat. I sucked on his purple head. "finger my hole you white fag". I licked my finger, and it quickly slid into his shithole...which felt smooth and clean. "oh yeah....fuck that hole.... Suck that fat hot cock....oh yeah". I rubbed his smooth warm thighs with my other hand.
Suddenly the wagon skidded around a corner and into an isolated rest area next to a farm. The car stopped, then we reversed. Then the back doors opened, and the car was parked with the rear facing into a field...with a black horse in it. There were tree's all around us and no other signs of people. One of the drivers had a small video camera and was videoing me sucking this black guys cock.
"oh fuck, oh god, oh you bitch, suck my nigger cock, oh yeah, OHHHHH" suddenly jets of boiling hot, thick sticky cum bolted down my mouth, down my throat and over my face. His body shuddered.....he then pushed me over on to my back. They dragged the mattress out of the car and onto the ground. One of the teens was out with the horse bringing him over. There was a full moon, and the car had bright lights on the inside. The horse came over to us...then they all removed their clothes. The other teens were blonde with sexy firm stomachs, slight muscles, and they had sexy shaven legs. I was in paradise. These sexy teens were all gonna fuck me hard and raw.
Then one of the boys pashed me....."ohhhh" he moaned as our tongues twisted. Then the leader guy ripped my t-shirt off, and twisted my nipples. "arrrrgghh" I screamed. "fuck up fag" he said, and he kicked me in my thigh........he kept pinching and twisting....my cock was SO hard, and dripping cum. I then stopped kissing this gorgeous twink, and turned around...and there was the black guy sucking the horses cock with the blonde boy with the hairy legs, sucking, licking and massaging the horses balls.
"ok mother fucker, your turn" said the leader. I knelt down under the horse and placed my lips around the horses black long cock. I couldn't believe what was happening. I could smell beer, and 2 of the boys were drinking beer. The leader then unbuttoned my jeans...."oh yeah, look at that piece of meat" he said. "Troy -- fix his cock". Troy, the young teen with the shaven legs, leaned into the wagon and pulled out a small black bag. He placed two clips onto my nipples...I screamed in pain, but again the leader kicked me in the thigh....."fuck up slut....suck the cock...that's what you love faggot"....then a cock ring was placed around my cock so I couldn't cum... and Troy went to town, sucking on my cock. Then the leader removed my jeans, and spat spit and snot onto my ass....he rubbed it in with a finger, then pushed his cock deep into me. "ohhh yeah, fag.....yeah.....let me fuck your virgin ass...ohhhh". The guy filming all this also was masterbating his cock. The black guy was drinking beer and his cock had come back to life. And the teen with the hairy legs started fucking Troy up the ass while he sucked me.
Then the horse started making a noise.....and then it came....huge wads of horse cum sprayed over my face, and into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but there was gallons of it. The hot cum covered me head to toe. Then the leader came up my ass.....he wrapped his arms tightly around my neck, almost strangling me as his firm, hard body convulsed and his cock twitched and exploded up my ass hole. I had to cum but I couldn't. His smooth chest rubbed up and down my cum covered back.
The horse wandered off, and Troy then started kissing my chest and eating the horse sperm. Then another car pulled up.... guy around 18 got out. He had long black hair, and wasn't clean shaven. He removed his shorts and hopped over the fence and up to us. They all knew who he was. I didn't. He removed his khakis and flopped out the longest cock I have ever seen. He smelt of real man, and he was sexy in a dirty way. He rammed his cock in my mouth. "sorry I'm late" he said in a deep sexy voice. Then Troy came all over my chest. Followed by the other teen. I had sperm everywhere. The leader scooped it up and forced me to drink it while sucking this tall guys cock...who's name was Robert I think...from what I could here from all the loud slurping. He fucked my mouth hard.
"suck my balls your homo" I did as I was told. His purple veins stuck out on his huge balls. "ohhh yeah, suck my balls....put my heavy balls in your mouth... oh yeah, oh yeah, OH YEAH" then he squirted his cum all over my face and body... almost as much as the horses. Then the teen filming us came on me. Then the black guy came over to me. "Open your mouth you cum slut". I did, and he came in my mouth. "ohh fuck....yeah, yeah suck my white sperm down your throat....ohhh man that's good". Then he stopped. But before I could get my breath back, he moved his cock to my mouth again "now swallow every drop or we'll fucken kill you".....my cock was pulsing with pressure. He then pissed in my mouth. I swallowed back the golden liquid...."ohhhh" I moaned in pleasure. Once he had finished, and I'd swallowed every drop, he leaned over and french kissed me. His big lips felt incredible.
Troy then opened up container full of milky liquid. The leader took it off him "he you go cum slut.....you love cum so much, then drink every drop of this" "what is it?" is asked. "cum from a great dame's hot penis and from a rotweilers". He tipped it into my waiting mouth, as Troy removed my cock ring. I came instantly shooting my cum about 3 metres, hitting the sexy twink. Who's name was Matt. "Hey Fuck man, watch it" he said. I drank the sweet dog cum. Once it had gone, they loaded me and the cum splattered mattress into the wagon. On the way back into town they took me on the long trip. I continued to suck off the guys and Matt made me suck his shithole clean after he crapped into my jeans. I licked his bubble butt clean, after coming hard all over the back of his smooth twink thighs...which I was then forced to clean up. They dropped me off at my car.....because Matt had shat in my jeans I was wearing Matt's Kahkis which smelt sexy....and I still sniff to this day. Infact, my girlfriend wonders where I got them. Just before I left Matt pashed me again....and told me if I ever told anyone about this, they'd "fucken kill me".
I went home and took three days off work, masterbating, eating my cum and pissing into my mouth. I've never seen those guys again...they must've been visiting.
My girlfriend has incredible sex with me now as I imagine my evening with the teen twink fuck sluts.
As the Sun sank in the West, turning the sky to a cloudy flame, two figures could be seen walking along the terrace at Rivendell, hands entwined.
The two were about the same height and both wore brown cloaks that fluttered behind them in the breeze. But that was where the physical similarity ended. One, clothed in dark green, was beardless, dark hair shoulder-length, with grey eyes. He conveyed a sense of strength, power and beauty; joyous youth laughing at fear, able to do anything. The other wore a cream-colored tunic under the brown cloak, was broad-shouldered, with long brown hair and a small beard. He looked older than the other but in fact was not so; his blue eyes shone like stars in his face.
They passed through a finely carven door into the house just as the first star made its appearance in the heavens.
In Aragorn's room, the sunlight had already faded. Not bothering to light a candle, Aragorn pulled Qui-Gon across the room 'til they stood by the bed.
They kissed, for the second time, learning, searching each other's hearts.
Moments passed as clothes fell away piece by achingly slow piece, bodies came into contact with one another, and desire burned brightly.
"Why, do you suppose, we were privledged enough to find each other, out of all the worlds?"
His lover's fingers were running a light trail over his face, memorizing the planes of brow, cheek, and chin. Aragorn's hand dropped to examine the shoulder and arm, brow furrowed in thought, before he answered.
"It might be that we need each other."
A questioning look made him continue.
"That I, future king, destiny in abeyance-" he glanced up, smiling with a touch of impishness-"and you, Jedi Master, lack somewhat that the other has. And therefore we meet. To learn-and to escape."
"To escape?" Qui-Gon raised himself up on an elbow, separating their nude bodies, yet still staying close enough that a breath could be felt between them.
"Indeed so. You escape the pressures of your life...you come here where you never need fear any danger beyond your strength."
"Do I, Aragorn? There was a Ranger that would have challenged me once..."
"The Ranger would have lost...has lost."
"You concede then?"
"Would you like me to prove how well you've conquered me, meldo?"
Qui-Gon smiled at the use of the Elvish word for "lover" and pulled Aragorn to him for a kiss.
Releasing him after a lazy embrace, Qui-Gon asked another question.
"What do you get out of it, Aragorn?"
"Out of this? I get you and, by the Gods, that's reward enough for anything," laughed Aragorn, arms encircling his lover.
"Are you ready for more, then?" Qui-Gon asked mischievously, looking into Aragorn's eyes.
"It is my highest pleasure, Jedi," Aragorn answered.
"Then, Dunadan, I believe it's my turn. Lie still and let me touch you."
Aragorn scarcely had time to breathe out a soft assent before hands raced over his body, everywhere delicate, strong, tender.
The rush of sensation overwhelmed him briefly and though he tried to keep silent, to stay within himself, could not, could only let go and trust.
His eyes slid shut, and he relaxed, letting go, trusting enough to not fear falling, knowing that Qui-Gon would catch him.
This was the first time he had ever let go with someone else, let himself be mastered. And oh, it was wonderful.
He'd always been the one in control. Now he was not--he was being played like an instrument and it was the most arousing thing he had ever experienced.
If this could only go on forever...catch hold of the moment...and it could not last...
Beloved Jedi, he thought, and purest pleasure seized him, dragged him under with a shout of delight.
Somewhere in the night the warm presence in his bed vanished and Aragorn awakened to stone-cold silence, smiling with memory, but with an ache of loneliness he had never felt before.
Slashdot Mirror
I woke up in the middle of the night, the top bunk coming into focus. I realized that I had to pee really badly. I got up, went to the shitter, took my 8" uncut cock out of my briefs, pulled back the skin and let it flow. As I peed, I looked over to my roommate. He was sleeping
soundly.
My roommate is around 6'2" and heavily muscled. Whenever we are allowed exercise time, he will be out in the weight room lifting weights.
I usually find something close by to do, so I could watch him. Seeing him lift those weights up and down always gives me a hardon. Of course, I have
to wait until later to relieve myself. So I have to think about other things to tone down the tent in my pants.
At night, I rub myself through my briefs. I pull back the skin and rub the head very slowly. I visualize Mike, my roommate, coming back from a long workout. He would be sweaty. I walk up to him and start to feel his cock through his shorts. It would grow and harden. I would pull down his
shorts and sniff his armpits and lick them. He pushes my head to his briefs and I whiff them. They are stained with cum and piss. It smells
raunchy and I love it. In real life, I start to slowly jack off my cock. Until finally, it explodes with cum in my briefs. I don't change them, but just sleep like that. It feels nice and warm.
Looking back now, I have always loved the big masculine men. I finish peeing and go back to my bed. As I get in, Mike rips a nice fart. One of
the long wet ones that I like so much. I look up in his bed and see that he is wearing old underwear. I can see the skid marks of farts long ago.
I lay down and remember when Mike was called into the warden's office one day. I had the room to myself. Curious, I looked through his dirty
laundry and found a pair of underwear. He had used this pair thoroughly. The piss stains, however, seemed larger than normal drips. I didn't care,
I held them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. The sweat, piss, cum, and fart smells mingling and making me very horny. Just for good measure, I
used them to jerk off and came in them. Of course, I put them back.
I felt a presence by my side. I realized that Mike had gotten out of bed and was standing by me. He was clad only in briefs that were quite yellow.
He said, "I know you want it, so let's do it."
I reached out for his briefs and he shoved my arm away.
"No smell them."
I moved into position and he turned around. He farted again. This time a silent one. I was instantly turned on.
He said, "I know you like that. Get up and smell my mattress."
I got up and looked at where he was sleeping. I could see and smell the farts and piss stains.
"I like it when I can feel the wetness of my piss and smell my ass."
"mmm" I said.
He moved up behind me, rubbed his brief clad cock on my ass, and felt my rigid member. I suddenly felt warm and wet. I realized he was peeing.
"aaah" he said
I ground my ass against his cock and he started to moan. I could feel the trickle of piss running down my leg. I turned around and kneeled. He
pushed his pouch into my face. I sucked all of the piss out of it and pulled the briefs down. Inside, I could see the streak marks his ass has
made.
Taking his dick in my mouth, I sucked all the way down and let the back of my throat do the work. He grunted at this treatment. I made his cock nice
and wet with my saliva, sucking all of the piss out. I took his balls in my hand and pulled hard on them. He wanted more. I gave it to him.
After awhile, he said, "Stop."
I did and he turned me around. He spat in his hand and rubbed my hole. Before he entered me, he placed his dirty underwear over my head. I inhaled deeply and felt him find the hole with his cock. He then just shoved in. I yelped. He stayed there for a time and waited for my ass to adjust.
He said, "I like 'em tight and rough"
Once I was ready, he started to plough my ass. Moving his cock back and forth. He almost came out of me twice, but he was able to control it.
While he fucked me, he reached around me and started to jack my cock.
All at once, I was sniffing his skid marks, having my ass fucked, and having him jerk my cock. It was too much for me and I blew my load all over the floor. Even so, he continued to fuck me. I could feel his dick moving inside me.
After a couple more minutes of this, he pulled out and walked over to my face. He stuck his cock in my mouth and started pumping. I could taste
his cock and smell his sweat. After a few strokes, he started spurting out cum into my mouth. After which, he let his cock soften and then pissed. I
drank it all.
We got back in bed and waited until the next time we had to release our sexual tension.
I saw you standing by the pool table in the Trough. The Trough was
the hottest backroom bar in LA. I'd caught you eyeing the yellow
hankie in my left pocket, and decided when the time was right, I'd
nab you. I waited until the call of my gut was good and strong
before I made my way over to you. "I take it you're into piss. "Why
do you say that?" The hungry way you were eying my hankie, bro.
I can tell when a piss bottom needs it. "Hey, you've got the wrong
man. I'm not into any of that kinky shit. "Then why the fuck are
you in the kinkiest, raunchiest backroom bar in the whole fucking
city? *I* say you're lookin' for it and not ready to admit it to
yourself yet!" With that, I shoved him to his knees, which I locked
between my feet. One hand held his head by the hair, while my
other hand expertly popped open fly buttons and hauled out my cock.
"No.. please..don't gllltt!" His words were drowned out - literally
- by the stream of piss that caught him in his open mouth. He
closed his mouth, and the piss sprayed all over his face, wetting
his hair and making little pearly drops in that neatly cared for,
but still somehow rough sexy-as-fucking-hell beard that firstmade
me notice him. The piss was running down his throat, and soaking
his shirt and the top part of his 501's now. Through the piss wet
shirt, I could see he had a good build and a nice thatch of chest
fur. His pants didn't need to be wet for me to see the massive
hardon the whole scene was giving him. "Look, cocksucker; look at
that big fuckin' hardon this is giving you. This is what you want,
and a piss sucking toilet-mouth is what you are. Now open up that
bearded fucking hole of yours and DRINK MY PISS!!" My voice had
gotten steadily louder, until I was shouting the last three words;
afraid of what I might do to him, he opened up and started (albeit
with a lot of spitting and gagging) to drink my piss. My loud
order had reached a number of other guys in the room who also wore
yellow left; I saw them start to drift in my direction. By the time
I finally ran dry, there were other dudes with full bladders to
take my place. When the scene finally ran down, I went over to him
and helped him to his feet, locking him in a tight hug and sucking
his tongue deep into my mouth. We finally broke the kiss; "That was
fantastic for a beginner, boy. But there's still a lot to learn.
Interested?" He grinned at me. "Damn right! I came in my pants
when you started pissing down my throat. "As he bent over to pick
up his (now dripping) pants, I noticed something that made me laugh
a little. "Red left, eh? That's a scene I've never gotten into.
"Before I realized what he was doing, he tackled me at the knees,
and with the help of a couple of buddies was ripping off my pants
and throwing me into one of the bar's slings. "Since you've so
kindly shown me the pleasures of a new kink, I think I'll return
the favor!" I started to protest, but my mouth was quickly gagged
with a dirty bootsock, and an amyl inhaler was plugged into one
nostril. He smiled at me through his beard (which was still
dripping with piss) and started to very slowly, very gently play
with my asshole. "Don't worry, boy... I'm not gonna hurt you, but
I *am* gonna get this fist up your ass. Just lay back and enjoy.
"I drifted away on clouds of amyl-tainted air while enjoying the
sensations coming from my asshole. At one point, there was a
little snick of pain; I looked at him sharply (well, as sharply as
I could, given the amyl); he grinned sheepishly and said "I'll be
more careful. "He kept up a gentle stroking rhythm, which caused
sensations that kept getting better and better. Finally, he asked
one of the bartenders to bring over one of the smaller mirrors.
He did, and I was asked to look in the mirror. When I managed to
get my eyes to focus, I saw my ass... with an arm in it to the
elbow! "Looks like you're as natural a fisting bottom as I am a
piss bottom!" The sight of that arm slowly moving in and out of my
ass was just too much; I shot off, my cum splattering all over my
beard and neck. He slowly, gently removed his arm from my ass, and
helped me out of the sling. "What say we go back to my place and
teach each other some more? You got it, buddy!"
This story is one of my many sexual fantasies. Although I am straight I
still get urges towards some guys, everybody does, so here it is.
I am sitting at the back of the classroom with the best looking stud beside
me. The classroom desks are arranged into pairs and I was so lucky to get
next to Damon. He was always ahead of everyone else through the puberty
process. He would have full-blown side-burns when everyone else would be
just getting pubes. Now he is perfectly toned. He is not built like a tank
but still perfect. Everyone knows he does a lot of athletics so therefore
his legs, arms and body are so perfectly toned that he is never without a
girl.
Anyway, in the classroom the teacher has just given everyone a task to do
while he helps someone on the computer. Damon mumbles something and then
leans back in his chair and stretches. His whole body is rigid like a plank
of wood. Then I notice the swell in his trousers. My God, it had to have
been an erection, if not then he was the most gifted 17 year old on earth.
Damon caught me staring at his dick a smiled at me with a wicked look in
his eyes. I later found out that his mumbling was "I would love a shag
right now".
I quickly looked away and began my work. A short time later I felt
something touch my thigh. Firstly I thought Damon hit it by mistake, then
he did again. I looked down to see what was happening and Damon leaned over
and groped my dick through my trousers. I instantaneously became erect. I
let him stroke me for another few minutes, knowing I have wanted this from
him since we were about 12 years old. Damon then whispered in my ear "Go to
the last cubicle in the toilets, I'll be there soon". I asked the teacher
if I could go to the toilet, I don't know what I would have done if he had
said no, but he didn't.
I got into the toilets and waited in the end cubicle like Damon asked.
About a minute later he walked in. As he came into the cubicle, I was going
for a piss. He said to stop a give it to him. As you know guys, when you're
in full swing it is very hard to stop yourself. So I stopped pissing and
Damon got on his knees straight away. I was shocked to see Damon acting
like this towards another guy; nonetheless I let him take the rest of my
piss. When he had taken it all, he began to give me a blowjob. I have never
had a blowjob before but I knew Damon couldn't be this good on his first
go.
I stopped him and said, wait till I get comfortable.
So I climbed up onto the tank of the toilet and put my feet on the toilet
seat. I pulled down my school trousers and my boxers. Damon came over, put
his feet either side of the toilet bowl and practically dove on my dick. He
sucked and sucked. It was the most unbelievable feeling, knowing that my
dick was in Damon's mouth, where he wanted it, and that he controls if and
when I blow my load. I knew I was going to cum soon so as the feeling
became more intense, I began to fuck his face. I hadn't had sex or jacked
off for about four days, so when I came I filled Damon's mouth. He tried to
swallow it but it just kept coming and spewing out the sides of his mouth
and down his chin.
When I recovered, I withdrew my cum covered penis and let Damon lick it
clean.
Then I asked Damon if had any condoms with him in his wallet. He had two: a
coral coloured one and a black one. I said to give me the black one. He
replied "Why?" Then I asked him if he has ever had anal sex before, he said
no, then I told him not to worry and that he would enjoy it.
Damon dropped his trousers and his boxers to his ankles and spread his
legs. I told him that it might hurt a little bit at the start but once we
get going he'll love it. I rolled the condom on to my uncut dick and lined
it up with his ass. I pushed my way into his very tight ass slowly but with
a constant force. Once I was fully in, I reached around and grabbed Damon's
dick. It was the most amazing feeling I have ever had. My 7 1/2 inch trunk
in his ass and his 7 inch in my hand. I pumped his dick in rhythm with me
fucking his ass.
As I fucked him he screamed with pleasure as I was both stroking his dick
and touching his prostate. I had to cover his mouth as I think he forgot
where he was. I could feel my balls slapping against his muscular, hairy
legs and his balls banging off of my hand. When I could feel myself getting
closer, I fucked his ass as hard as I could and exploded again, this time
into his ass. As I came, I set off a chain reaction and Damon shot his load
all over the cubicle wall, steams of it came gushing out. His body was as
hard now as when he was stretching in the classroom. His ass tightened and
I could feel my dick being squeezed dry.
When we both recovered and got cleaned up, I patted Damon on the back and
said, "Well done!" When we got back to class the teacher asked us what kept
us, we said that the principle met us and asked us to do a job for her. It
was the best excuse we could think of. These sex sessions happened many
times later between Damon and I in the school toilets until we went to
different universities. But I will never forget his blowjobs.
I would appreciate some feedback. Maybe you could tell me your fantasies
and your real life escapades.
This is a true story that took place when I was 16, now I amstill 16, gay and
loving every minute of it!
It was late, about ten, ten thirty. When I got done working out I walked
intothe locker room and it was empty. So Igot undressed and walked around
the locker room naked, looking in the mirrorrubbing m ass and cock. Right
then twomen who were in the sauna walked out and saw me strutting my stuff.
I was so embarrassed. I went into the shower and started to rinseoff when I
saw the two men walk in with semi- wood.
Still a little embarrassed I turned around so theycouldn't see my cock, which
was getting a little hard from starring at theirnice dicks. One man was a
white manabout 5'11'', muscular, tan, and a four inch dick without wood.
The other was black and 6'1'', alsomuscular, he was about an inch bigger
than the other guy.
I was almost done with my shower and I looked overand saw the two men playing
with each others dicks. Right then I got a huge bonner. They looked at me
and laughed.
"Don'tworry about it, it happens to the best of us!"
I was walking passed them and, and one ofthem reached out and grabbed my ass.
"Haveyou ever been with a man before?" the one man asked.
"Ihave kissed men, but I have never had sex."
"Wouldyou like to change that?" Asked the other
"Iwould LOVE to." I replied
One man worked at the gym and madesure everyone was gone and he
locked up the doors to the outside. We had the whole place to ourselves, so
weall decided to go into the pool. So Istarted to pit my underwear on...
"Woowhat are you doing?"
"Ithought we were going swimming?"
"Yawe are, but since no one else is here, we can go naked!"
I was so excited and a littlenervous. But when we got in the
pooland started swimming, and the black man, named Chris, swam by and I
grabbed hisass. He stopped right away and hereached for my balls. I grabbed
hishand and put it on my ass. We lookeddeep into each others eyes and
started kissing. Chris started feeling around my ass, and he stuck his
finger inmy asshole. When Kyle, the other man,saw this he came right over
and started fingering Chris' asshole. Kyle had the idea of going into the
saunaagain. I obviously agreed, and we were off. Luckily for me the sauna
wasn't very hot, but it was steamy. We got started right away. Chris told
me to come over and surprisehim. He closed his eyes and I got on myknees and
started licking his balls, which hung low and were sweaty. I wanted his ass,
so I told him to bendover. I licked his ass, then hisasshole, which I
cleaned out, and I loved every lick of it. As I was gettingdone I felt a cold
wet something lick my asshole. I turned around and Kyle was behind me going
crazy on my asshole. I turned back around and started sucking offChris, his
cock was warm and I could barley fit it in my mouth. I sucked slowly at
first, then I started tospeed up and Chris started moaning. Iwas as hard as
a rock by now. WhenChris started moaning lauder I blew my load all over
Kyle's face, I turned tohim and licked it off his face. I wentright back to
Chris and right when I turned around I caught his huge load in myface. I
wiped some off with my fingerand licked it clean. Kyle came over andlicked
the rest of my face I started making out with him, which continued for
acouple minutes. Then Kyle told me tolay down and get my side. I listened
and Kyle he did the same. He moved closer and poked my ass with hid tip.
Then he stuck it in and I could feel myasshole open up. He was very slow
atfirst, but sped up. Chris sat down onmy face and I started licking his ass
and balls again. After about ten or fifteen minutes, Kylesaid he was about
to go. And rightafter that I felt his cum shoot in my ass and it was the
best feeling I haveever had.
After that Kyle said he had to gopee. But he didn't want to go to
thebathroom. So Chris said him and mewould be his bathroom. We both got
onour knees in front of Kyle, and he started to let out his piss. Chris said
he wanted some so he moved closerto Kyle's dick and drank the piss. Getting
very aroused by seeing this, I knew I had to try some. So I grabbed Kyle's
dicks and stuck it in mymouth. I started drinking it as fast asI could and
some spilled out and ran down my body, which Chris licked off. When Kyle was
done I licked his balls. Theywere very sweaty and salty, it was very tasty
the sweat got on my chin. Chris licked it off and kissed me deep, histongue
explored my mouth and we passionately kissed for a few minutes.
We headed back to the showers and gotoff all the stuff off our
bodies. Allthree were washing someone else. Ittook about 30 minutes to
shower, I know it was long but very hot.
We have done this many times oversince our first encounter.
Cat Stew.
As Alan and I let out a short gasp and riveted our attention to my Dad, standing in the doorway to my bedroom with the front of his jogging shorts yanked down under his low hanging balls, stroking his hefty piece of cock meat, we curled our lips back in a sheepish, lip smacking smile.
... yeah ... sure, Dad."
Dad returned our appreciative smile with one of his own which betrayed the lust that was pent up within him. But it became obvious to me that Dad was doing to bide his time with Alan and I. There was no sense of rushing anything. After all, we had the entire weekend ahead of us and from the look on Alan's face I knew he'd be more than willing to stay the whole weekend!
"Now listen up, boys. This is just between us. Understand?"
Dad looked intently at Alan and I, still on all fours on my bed. With my hands resting on Alan's creamy white asscheeks I nodded my understanding of what Dad was saying.
"Joel?"
"I understand, Dad."
"Alan?"
"Yes sir, Uncle Josh. I understand clearly. Just between us."
"Good!" Dad responded, giving his cock a few quick tugs. "Dinner in five minutes. Perhaps later on this evening, you boys will be up for some dessert!"
Dad's smile turned into a seductive grin as he licked his lips and tucked his dick back in his shorts. Then he turned to head back downstairs but before doing so he bent over to tie a shoe lace that had become undone. In doing so, the material of his jogging shorts streatched tightly over the full mounds of his ass.
I ran my hands over Alan's ass who cocked his head back to look at me and gave me a wink and a bright smile.
"Come get it while it's hot, boys!" Dad exclaimed, as he straightened up and headed downstairs.
"Damn!" Alan said, excitedly. "Did you get a good look at your Dad's cock?"
I just smiled and nodded my head at Alan. The way things were turning out, perhaps I didn't need to fill Alan in on all of the fine details of the day. He had already seen me with Coach Randalls and Coach Stevens earlier. Why not leave well enough alone? Rather, why not let Alan believe that what would undoubtedly happen between Dad, Alan and I,
would also be my first time with my Dad?
"I want his ass!" I finally said.
"You and me both!" Alan responded. "His dirty ass!"
"I bet it's real hairy, Joel. I bet he likes dirty sex."
"What makes you so sure, Alan?"
Alan grinned from ear to ear and pointed to my chin.
"Well. He didn't make a comment about the brown slime drooling down your chin! He just smiled at us."
I swiped the back of my hand across my mouth. Sure enough a brown, funky smelling slime was there. I took a deep whiff of the aroma I had grown to love and flicking my tongue out, licked the back of my hand clean.
"You really liked smelling and eating out my dirty ass, huh Joel?"
"Uh-huh!" I said, as I hopped off the bed and slid back into my jeans. "I'm a raunchy boy."
"Well, raunchy boy, if you want my ass dirty and stink and full of shit, we'd better fill my stomach up first!"
"Yep! That would help." I said, busting out laughing. "Although you seemed pretty packed up there already, Alan."
"There's room for more, Joel!"
We headed downstairs and between the three of us, wolfed down two large, thick crust pizzas fully loaded with double meat.
"I've already spoken with your Dad, Alan, and he says it's okay for you to spend the weekend here with Joel and I. That is if you want to."
"You know I do, Uncle Josh! But I didn't bring a change of clothes."
"Who needs clothes, Alan?" I said, rather boldly, casting a quick glance towards Dad, who winked at me. "Besides, you know you can wear mine anyway."
"Really, Uncle Josh?"
"I don't see why not, Alan. We're all men here."
"Cool!" Alan said, giggling with delight. "I've never hung out naked before."
"Just remember what I told you boys," Dad said. "Our understanding?"
"Yes sir!" Alan and I chimed. "Our lips are sealed."
"Well, I hope they're not sealed shut," Dad said, giving his crotch a light squeeze.
Alan and I looked at one another and grinned from ear to ear.
As Alan and I sprawled out on the floor watching television, Dad sat back in his favorite recliner and knocked down a couple of beers. It became obvious to me that Dad was biding his time. Or was it, perhaps, allowing dinner to digest?
The grandfather clock chimed eleven-thirty. I gave Alan a quizical look who returned my gaze wrinkling his eyebrows.
"You boys getting tired?"
"Not me, Uncle Josh."
"Me neither, Dad."
"Good."
Dad got up from his chair and walked over to the bookcase. After shuffling some books around he produced a videotape.
"I think you boys will enjoy this," Dad said, "while I go get some things ready upstairs."
"Uh
"What's the movie about, Uncle Josh?"
Dad chuckled as he slid the tape into the VCR.
"Oh, you'll see! It's called 'Russian River Weekend.'"
Alan and I just shrugged our shoulders.
"You think it's a fuck flick?" Alan asked, whispering in my ear.
"I think so." I whispered back.
"I'll be back down in a little bit," Dad said. "You boys enjoy the movie."
Dad grabbed another beer and went upstairs.
"Jesus!" Alan exclaimed, as the tape kicked onto a scene of a guy getting his dirty ass fisted. "Fuck!"
"I'm with you, buddy!" I responded, just as breathless.
"Did you know your Dad had this kind of stuff, Joel?"
"Nope."
"Look at that dude's shitty ass, Joel!"
"Hot, isn't it?"
"Fuck yeah! I'm fuckin' rock hard right now!"
"So am I," I said, reaching over to wrap my fingers around Alan's cock which was jutting out from under his shorts.
"Yeah! Pull on my cock, Joel!"
I stroked my best friend's cock, as I fumbled to release mine from my jeans, never once taking my eyes off of the television screen.
Alan and I sat almost trancelike in front of the TV, each lost in our private, perverted thoughts which seemed to be transforming itself realistically upon the screen before us.
Following my lead, Alan and I stripped off our clothes and sat back down on the floor leaning against the sofa, our hands gliding up and down our
rigid boners.
"Finger your hole, Joel. I wanna smell your stink while I watch this."
I reached down between my legs and fingered my moist asshole. Withdrawing my finger I raised it under Alan's nose. He took a deep breath.
"Fuck yeah!" he sighed. "Fuckin' stink, man! Fuckin' dirty, stinkhole!"
"Fuckin' gettin' off on my stink while you're watchin' some stud gettin' his shitty ass fisted, huh Alan?"
"Hell yeah! Fuckin' makes me wanna shit too!"
"Well let's do it then!" Dad's deep voice responded.
Alan and I turned our heads from the television in the direction of the voice. In the flickering light of the TV screen we could see my Dad standing in the doorway leading into the family room. The light cast its shadows in the clefts of Dad's muscular frame contouring each curve.
"Ready to get nasty, boys?"
"How nasty?" Alan said breathlessly, rising to his feet and walking slowly towards Dad.
"As fucking nasty and dirty as you want to get, Alan."
"Shit!" Alan gasped.
"Oh yeah! Stinking shit! Want some man mud to play with, boys?"
Likewise I rose. Stroking my throbbing cock I inched my way towards Dad. Alan was on his knees before Dad gazing hypnotically at his crotch
which, as I got closer, could see was stuffing the pouch of a jockstrap filthier than Alan's.
"Smell it, Alan." Dad whispered. "Smell my fucking filthy pouch!"
Alan brought his face to the pouch which strained to contain the hefty
cock within it and took several deep whiffs.
"Smells like piss and shit, dosen't it?"
"Yes!" Alan sighed, pressing his face firmly into Dad's crotch and breathing deep.
"Yeah? You like smelling a man's stinking crotch? My fucking dirty jock pouch?"
"Yes, Uncle Josh! It's so stink. I love it!"
"Get your nose in here too, Joel. Smell my fucking manstink with your buddy!"
I crashed to the floor beside Alan and buried my face into the reeking pouch alongside Alan's. The odor was so powerful it was almost overwhelming. The stink curled up my nostrils and sent my head reeling.
"Yeah fuckers! Smell my jock stink! That's you're fucking appetizer! I haven't washed this fucker in two years! Nice and ripe and juicy. This is my cum rag. My asswipe, boys! It's even been soaked in my manpiss! Yeah! Smell it. Smell it! All of my slime is in this pouch, boys!"
Curling his fingers through our hair, Dad pressed our faces more firmly into his foul smelling crotch and began grinding the nasty pouch against our faces.
I reached for Alan's cock. It was dripping pre-cum. It felt so warm, rigid and slick in my hand. Hearing Alan's gutteral moans and his raspy
breaths added to my own deepening arousal. To be sharing this moment with the boy who was my best friend, a brother to me, sent tingles up
and down my spine.
"Yeah! Fucking touch each other's cocks! Show me how you smell manstink and play with boy cock!"
Alan took hold of my aching dick and together we stroked and sniffed. Sniffed and stroked.
"You boys want more manstink?"
"Yes!" we groaned.
"Follow me!"
Dad uncurled his fingers from our hair and took a step back. Gazing down at us he grinned seductively.
"Bring the videotape for inspiration," he said,
I quickly retrieved the tape from the VCR. Together, Alan and I followed Dad up the stairs, our eyes fixated on the ample mounds of his hairy ass framed by his filthy jockstrap.
"Yeah! Keep your eyes on that ass, boys! You're gonna see alot of it tonight and then some!"
I could feel my heart pounding with lustful anticipation. I could only wonder what Alan was feeling.
Chapter 3
Dad's bedroom was dimly lit. As Alan and I made our way towards the bed the sound of plastic crumpled beneath our feet. In the dim light we
perceived that sheets of plastic had been laid out around the bed and towards the master bathroom. The bed had been stripped and was likewise covered with a large plastic tarp.
Placing the videotape into the VCR in Dad's room, once more the screen came to life with men engaged in shit sex.
"Up on the bed, boys!"
Alan and I did as we were told. Dad sat down in a chair opposite the bed. When comfortable he spread his legs wide and pulled his rock hard cock out from his jockstrap. Upon release it snapped with a thud against his stomach. Dad grinned and reached atop his dresser for a little bottle which, after unscrewing the cap, he held up to his nose.
Pinching off one nostril at a time he took a deep breath.
I looked at Alan and he at me. We didn't know what to make of it. Hell. We were just novices being urged onwards by our lustful desires and Dad's promptings.
"I'll show you boys how to use this later," Dad said, screwing the bottle's cap back on. "Oh yeah! Now show me how you boys suck cock. Suck each other's dicks!"
Alan and I were only too willing to oblige. We quickly positioned ourselves in a sixty-nine position and within seconds we were engulfing
each other's dicks in our mouths. Sucking. Slurping. Lapping hungrily.
"That's it. Suck! Get that cock snot in your fucking mouths! Show me how much you love cock!"
Together, and in unison, Alan and I bobbed our heads up and down each other's shafts. Spit drooled out of the corners of our mouths as we
sucked and sucked. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Dad's hand slowly gliding up and down his thick, rigid, cock.
"Bunch of cocksuckers, huh?"
Alan and I moaned loudly in assent. Slurping and sucking. Sucking and
slurping.
"Now finger each other's shitholes! Show me who has the shittiest ass!"
With wild abandon did we quickly wet a finger. Reaching for one
another's ass we slid our wet finger into the cleft and toyed with the
moist hole we found. Alan moaned and gyrated his ass onto my probing
finger which slid easily up his butthole. In like manner Alan did the
same to me.
Alan's shithole was filled with his fudge as was mine. We churned our
fingers in the sludge we felt. Warm. Gooey and pasty.
We felt a weight upon the bed. Dad crawled on the bed beside us. I
could smell his rancid jockstrap which only served to arouse me even
more as I swallowed Alan's cock down my throat and dug my finger deep
into his shitty hole.
"Fuck!" Alan gasped.
"Yeah! Dig for shit, boys! Dig for that fucking stink you both want!
Fucking turning me on watching you two have at it!"
I could feel Alan's ass muscles relaxing as were mine. He groaned as I
slid a second finger up his ass.
"You fucking like having your stink hole played with don't you, Alan?"
"Yes!" Alan sighed, rolling his head back, releasing his mouth from my
cock with a loud slurp. "Finger my dirty shithole, Joel!"
I churned my two fingers deep as Alan squirmed with delight and pistoned
his finger in and out of my asshole.
"Oh yeah! Finger those assholes! Loosen those filthy holes up, boys!
Fuck! I smell shit. Fucking stink shit!"
"More, Joel! More!" Alan moaned. "Stick another finger up my ass!"
I could feel Alan's hole oozing his filth which I used to coat yet
another finger and slide it in.
"Ah, shit yeah, Joel! Fuckin' feels so good, brother! Fuckin' nasty!"
"The fucker's got a hungy hole! Give him what he wants, son! Dig his
shit out of his fucking ass!"
Alan withdrew his finger from my asshole. He held the shit coated digit
up to face and stared wide eyed at it before rubbing its filth under his
nose.
Dad leaned forward and sniffed Alan's face.
"You fucking smell like shit, Alan!" Dad whispered, "You smell like
Joel's shithole!"
"I love Joel's stink, Uncle Josh!"
"Yeah? You like your brother's shit?"
"Fuck yeah!" Alan moaned.
"Wanna eat out his nasty ass?"
"Yes! Please!"
"Joel!"
"Sir!" I gasped, releasing my lip lock from Alan's cock.
"Get your dirty ass on his face!"
I swung myself over Alan and positioned my asshole to within inches of
his mouth. The stimulation that Alan's finger had given my hole and the
desire to shiit made my hole quiver.
Dad crouched down beside Alan's face.
"Smell his ass, Alan. Smell Joel's stink. Even I can smell it. Look
at that dirty asshole, Alan. Brown nose that shithole!"
I lowered my ass and felt Alan's nose against my gaping hole. I could
feel his warm breath and the sound of his sniffing.
"Eat his ass, Alan! Eat the pig's shitty asshole!"
"Fuck! Fuck!" I gasped, as Alan's tongue lapped at my asslips.
"Yeah! Get Joel's shit taste in your mouth, boy!"
Alan swirled his tongue in circular motions around the outer fringe of
my shit tinged asshole before he jabbed his tongue as deeply as he could
into my warm, rank cavity.
I raised up and arched my back. My fingers slid out from Alan's filthy
hole.
"Look, Dad!" I rasped, holding up my shitty fingers and grinding my ass
on Alan's face.
"Fucking hot, son! Now rub that shit all over your asshole so Alan can
taste his stinking shit!"
I raised my ass up. Reaching behind me I ran my shitty fingers up and
down the crack of my ass. The raw stench of asshole wafted in the air.
"Ah fuck! Fuck!" Alan hollered. "Yeah! Smear that shit on your ass,
Joel! Fuckin' smells good!"
Without any prompting or encouragement from Dad I sat back down on
Alan's face and felt him slurping greedily at my shitty ass.
"Eat my dirty ass!" I yelled, as I grinded my butt over Alan's mouth.
"Eat shit! Eat shit!"
I shot my hand up to my face and rubbed what shit there was left on my
fingers all over my face, sucking into my lungs the rank, putrid aroma.
"Looking good, boys!" Dad hissed, as he stood up towering above us.
Planting his feet squarely apart, Dad took his cock into his hand.
Aiming it down towards my back he let loose a stream of warm, golden
piss. It splashed and ran down my back into my ass crack.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Alan groaned, as he slurped at this added treat.
"You thirsty too, son?"
I nodded my head vigorously to which Dad aimed his pissing cock at my
face. The warm stream hit my forehead and ran down my face to my
outstreatched tongue. I savoured its rank taste and drew it into my
mouth.
"Oh yeah!" Dad yelled. "Fucking hosing down the shit pigs with my
manpiss!"
Dad waved his pissing dick back and forth, aiming it at Alan's throbbing
cock then trailing the strem up towards his chest, onto my cock then up
towards my chest and face then over my shoulder to allow his golden
juice to find its way into my ass trench and into Alan's greedy mouth.
"Piss on us, Dad! Piss on your boys!"
"Open your mouth, Joel!"
I opened my mouth wide as Dad took a step forward and my mouth was
instantly filled with the mushrom head of his cock and the juice spewing
out of his piss slit, splashing against the back of my throat.
"Drink, fucker! Drink Dad's fucking piss!"
I gulped as much as I could, swallowing hard. What my mouth couldn't
contain spilled from my lips onto my chest which I swirled over myself
and Alan's chest.
"Fucking toilet mouths, the both of you!" Dad hollered. "Fucking piss
drinking, shit eating fucks!"
As Dad's piss flow ebbed to a trickle, just as Alan slurpped happily at
my asshole, so too did I suck whatever juice I could from Dad's cock,
working my tongue to probe his piss slit to gather every precious drop
of his manpiss.
"Yeah, son! Tongue that piss hole! You like having a man's dick in
your fuckng mouth?"
"Yes sir!" I gasped, as Dad eased his cock from my mouth.
"How you doing back there, ass pig?"
Alan gently nudged my ass upwards and took in several deep breaths.
"Fuckin' great, Uncle Josh!" Alan sighed.
"Yeah? You like the taste of your shit on Joel's ass?"
"Yes!"
"Fucking shit pig aren't you, boy?"
"Yes sir!"
"What are you, boy?"
"I'm a shit eating pig, Uncle Josh!"
"And what are you, Joel?"
"I'm a fucking raunchy boy, Dad!"
Chapter 4
We took a short break. Dad took the time to smoke a cigarette and sent
me scurrying downstairs to get him another beer, and to mine and Alan's
amazement, a beer for each of us too.
As Alan and I drank our beers we pondered what the next course would be
like. With Alan and I, sex was a matter of quickly getting down to
business. Taking care of the matter at hand and moving on to something
else. Now, things seemed to move at a slower place, more drawn out,
adding to the pleasure and excitement. I gathered Dad was teaching us
boys how to prolong pleasure thus deriving the most enjoyment from it.
"You boys doing okay?"
"Yes sir!" We answered.
"Good," Dad said, crouching down on all fours, revealing to Alan and I
his puckered hole amidst a swirl of hair. "It's time for some
manstink!"
When I was 15, my stats were: 5'9", 125 pounds (scrawny), I had long brown
/
hair in a "shag" cut. It was the early 70's, after all. I have light hazel
green eyes and olive skin. I tan easily. I am half Irish (My Mother's side)
and half Mexican. My cocks is and was 7 1/2 inches and uncut. Since I was
little, I have been told I am well-hung by men and women.
I snuck out of the house, as I had done so many times. I snuck into a
small porno theater on Hollywood Blvd near Western. I had a fake ID for
buying beer and for this. There were very few men in there that night. It
was late. I sat in the back, in the corner, where guys sit when they want
to suck someone off. I had been in there for over an hour. I had been
drinking, I used to drink a lot. I always got really horny when I was
drinking and my girlfriends couldn't go out that late. I sucked off two
older men earlier in an alcove that was set back in the corner of the rear
wall. It was literally made for sucking. The plastic hippie beads hanging
in the doorway to the theater made a clacking sound when someone would
enter, giving anyone enough time to zip up (or stand up, in my case)
without being seen. It was about 4 feet by 4 feet, and in the shadows, but
the light from the movie screen lit it up enough to see the cocks in my
face. I was just sitting there in the back row, hoping the place would get
busier. It didn't. On some nights it was really busy. One Saturday night, I
sucked off 6 men in that alcove in less than an hour and one man tried to
fuck me as I was on my knees surrounded by horny adult men in a frenzy to
use my 15 year old mouth. He couldn't get his little dick in my butt
because of the angle, so he just blew a load on my ass cheeks. A Black man
came in and stood against the wall behind me for a while and I kept looking
over my shoulder and obviously licking my lips from the back row. After
that little back and forth game, he walked up behind me. He already had his
impressive Black cock out and had been stroking it. He was already hard
when I started licking it as he slid it in my mouth and all over my
face. There was always something a little extra nasty about giving head to
Blacks. I come from a family of bigots and have never had a Black friend
that I hung out with socially. It just wasn't acceptable. My neck was
craned in an uncomfortable position. After a few minutes, he asked if I
wanted to go to his apartment. Without thinking, I nodded my head yes. He
pulled out of my mouth and zipped up. I followed him out to the street. It
was about 3 a.m., I'm guessing. We got into his car and drove a few blocks
to a real sleazy part of Hollywood. He lived in a run-down apartment
building. I was nervous and excited. He wasn't that good looking, even for
a Black man, but his cock was big and hard, which was all I cared about. I
have never actually been attracted to men per se. I know that might sound
weird coming from someone who has sucked literally hundreds of cocks over
the years. It's the cocks that I am attracted to, not the men. And not just
any cocks, big cocks only. Little weenies that are about 6 inches or less
don't get me excited at all. If I had to use slang, I would say that I'm a
"size queen", but I don't think of myself as such, and I have been sucking
cocks since I was about 10 years old.
When I was much younger, I would blow some of the older neighborhood
boys, always letting them think it was their idea so they wouldn't think I
was a queer, and they wouldn't tell anyone. I also lived in the Hollywood
Hills adjacent to Griffith Park, which was a haven for men who just wanted
to go into the bushes or off to the side of a horse trail and get a quick
blowjob. It is the largest municipal park in the country and has about 2000
square acres of cocksucking territory. When I got older, I took several
girls up there to fuck, but that's another story. Over the years many men
would gawk, wide-eyed at their good fortune as this little boy would kneel
and service their rock hard cocks. It must have been a pedophile's wet
dream! One time, when I was 13, I let this big dicked, bearded Daddy type
ROYALLY fuck my ass! He had lube and I was depressed and wanted to do
something self-destructive. I was on my hands and knees, grunting in pain
with this man's rod in my butt, when 3 young surfer dudes came out from
behind the trees and walked up to my face. The 3 new guys were amazed that
such a little boy was getting reamed by such a huge adult man! They ended
up feeding me their big white dicks as that man sodomized me for a
painfully long time. The surfers all came on my face, then the man came in
my ass. To this day that remains one of my wildest memories!
Anyway, as we walked into the Black man's small apartment, I felt even
sleazier. It was small and dirty. The sofa bed was already pulled out and
took up most of the tiny living room. It was unmade. He put on a strait
porno video of a big-titted, young white girl getting roughly gangbanged by
about twelve big nasty Blacks. He told me to take off my clothes and I
obeyed, he was already disrobing. When he was naked, he told me to sit on
the bed and relax. He was about 6 feet tall and maybe 200 pounds or more,
not very muscular, though. I guessed he was in his 40's. He walked into
what I guessed was the bedroom, I heard him talking to someone. That made
me a little nervous because I thought we were alone. My buzz was starting
to wear off. I watched the porno movie and stroked myself for about ten
minutes, until he came back out. He lay down next to me and told me to get
between his legs and blow him slowly. I figured, "Why not? That's why I'm
here." His cock was about 7 inches long, thick and uncut. I think he had
been drinking, too, or else he had already had an orgasm that night,
because he took a long time to cum. He really made me work on and worship
his monkey dick with my mouth and tongue for quite some time. I wished he
would hurry up and get off. After about a half hour, he finally blew his
load. He came on my face and chest, a thin and watery load. Without a word,
he got up and went into the bedroom again. I heard some whispering and
snickering. He came out, threw me a towel and started to get dressed, as I
wiped off his smelly cum. As he was walking to the front door, he told me
he was going out and that his room mate wanted some of me, or some ghetto
slang like that. I was beginning to ask myself what I had gotten myself
into. He told me to wait right where I was. I just sat there naked on the
dirty sofa bed for about five minutes wondering what was going to happen.
Then another naked Black man, who looked to be in his 50's, casually
walked into the living room. He was about 5'10' and fat. I guessed he was
about 250 pounds. He had a lot of kinky body hair. He looked almost bored
as he stood up on the sofa bed and stood over me. The metal springs creaked
loudly under his considerable weight. I could see his big cock hanging over
my head like a Black snake ready to strike. He knelt down and straddled my
chest and started slapping my face with his big cock. It was what they call
a "coke bottle" cock. It was only about 6 inches long, but it was super
thick. It was circumcised. He still had not said a word to me or looked me
in the eye, and it was pissing me off. He had an angry look on his face as
he pushed his thick Black dick in my mouth and started pumping in and
out. I remember thinking that he was one of those, "Get even with Whitey"
kind of Black. He took a big whiff of "Locker Room". I hoped this ghetto
scumbag would cum quickly, because I was uncomfortable and wanted to
leave. Suddenly I heard another voice asking something like how I sucked or
how is he, or something. The coon using my mouth rudely replied that I was,
"Better than jerking off". I know from the many compliments (and from the
practice!) over the years that I give fantastic blowjobs, so I knew that he
was just being an asshole. He swung one leg off my chest and made room for
this third man, also Black. He looked much like the man who was just
sitting on my chest, but less fat. His cock was about 9 inches long, medium
thickness, dark black and uncut. It was drooling pre cum. The two obnoxious
Blacks knelt on each side of my face, so both of their cocks were right
over me. They gave me hits of Locker Room, and as I alternated sucking one
cock and then another, I was lost in a huge head rush. This went on for
about 20 minutes, back and forth. The whole time they spoke to each other,
but not me. They talked about me like I wasn't even in the room. The 3rd
man then got off the bed and went into the bedroom. The room mate lay down
and told me to kneel between his legs and continue blowing him, just like
the first man had done. He kept making me sniff Locker Room, so I wasn't
exactly aware of anything but the thick Black cock stretching my
mouth. After a few minutes, I felt the 3rd man (at least I thought it was
him) applying what I guessed was lube around my ass. The overall mean and
dominant attitude of these big men told me I better not object or resist, I
didn't want to get fucked in the ass, but I didn't want to get beat up,
either. I felt the mattress sag as the unseen man positioned himself
between my legs and then slowly work his Black dick into my ass. He
grabbed my slim hips with his large hands and held on tight. It
hurt like hell, but the guy I was blowing held the back of my head firmly
with one hand and kept the bottle of Locker Room under my nose with the
other. I couldn't go anywhere! If I moved forward, a thick cock would gag
my throat. If I moved back, instant impalement. Once again, I thought to
myself that I just hope it is over with quickly. It wasn't. My eyes were
tearing. They both took their fucking sweet time and leisurely used my
tired mouth and aching ass! I felt so disgusted and powerless. I reached
down and started jacking myself off with my free hand, to ease the pain and
try to concentrate on something pleasurable. I stopped before I came. I
almost never cum when I am servicing a man. After an excruciatingly long
while, the anonymous man in my ass started pumping faster and more
urgently, and eventually shot a really big wad inside my ass. He must not
have cum in a while because it was an incredibly huge load! There was so
much, and it was so warm that I got goose bumps when I felt it shoot inside
me. He just stayed buried to the hilt inside me as he went soft and his
buddy guided my head up and down his shaft by my ears. A few minutes later,
the scary man with his dick in my mouth forced my head down even further
and came in my mouth, something I almost never allowed, but it wasn't like
I had a choice. The guy in my ass then pulled out slowly as I pinched my
sphincter to avoid any mess. I felt him get off the bed, and he must have
gone back in the bedroom, because I never saw or heard from him again.
The man who had fucked my mouth called me a faggot and told me to get
dressed and get out. He then walked back into the bedroom, leaving me all
alone in the dirty, smelly living room. As I was dressing (quickly), I
heard them laughing at me and I smelled them smoking freebase cocaine (it's
called "Crack" now). I got out of there fast, stealing their poppers as I
limped out. I think the whole experience took about two hours, something
like that. Not counting the theater and the drive over. That was maybe the
3rd or 4th time I had been fucked in the ass. I did not bleed as I had done
once before, but my ass was really sore for about 4 days and I was
constipated. There was no mess because I had been drinking most of the day
and night, and I had not eaten so my bowels were empty. Anal sex just hurts
me too fucking much, so I prefer using my mouth on men. That is usually
enough for them. When I got home, I jacked off in my bathroom, sitting on
the toilet, as I inhaled more poppers and re-lived the whole experience. I
came a giant load that had been building up all night, all over myself just
as I got a major head rush. I twitched as I came down from the head rush
orgasm combo.
Everything I have told you actually happened. I have many more true
experiences that I have remembered while I was writing this. I look forward
to hearing from you and hearing your comments or ideas.
I went into the Navy largely because I thought it would be easier than any other branch of the armed forces. After a week out at sea, it became clear that this had been a bad plan for two reasons. The first was that I was violently seasick almost constantly. The second was N.C.O. Jake Taylor. He could have been any of the (devoutly hated) jocks-heros from my high school: blond, arrogant, and perfect. He didn't look any older than us regular enlistees. Maybe that's the reason he was such a bastard to us. He thought we were in the Marine Corps, and tried to prove it every day by leading us through endless drills on deck. He himself, of course, could perform every maneuver flawlessly --and had tight rippling biceps, and immaculate abs. He thought I was the poorest possible excuse for a sailor --which was true --and never tired of telling me so. The only people he was harder on were the black guys: Peter, a silent sullen seaman, who brooded, and took it, and Chaz, a rangy brown-skinned guy with an animal's grace and hidden power. It was Chaz who started calling him "Nazi Jake", but we all took it up. It so obviously fit. Then, all of a sudden, midway through the third week, Nazi Jake quit picking on Chaz. Completely. Chaz didn't seem surprised at all, but the rest of us couldn't figure it out. One night, not long after that, I had insomnia. It was maddening. They had worked me like a dog all day, and now I couldn't sleep. So I snuck out of quarters, and wandered around the ship. It was quite peaceful really, to see the moon over the ocean, and feel the deep throb of the engines. By 0200 hours, I had worked my way down to the third sub-deck (back in the hot and humid part of the ship) when I heard raised voices. It sounded like two guys arguing. As I snuck closer, I could identify the participants. It was clearly Chaz and the Nazi. There was some kind of rhythmic sound and then I heard the Nazi say: "Aw shit, that hurts!" And Chaz said: "I don't give a fuck!" There wasn't any more talking then, just some panting, and then I heard the Nazi moan. I had no idea what was going on. Keep in mind, I had been a sheltered kid, who was still a virgin, and didn't really get the concept of homosexuality. So It was a real shock to me to peek around round the corner, and see Jake bent over a pipe, with Chaz fucking the hell out of his ass. It was a shock to Jake too, who was staring right into my face. He started squirming & trying to get Chaz off of him. "Yo, get off!" he yelled. "There's someone watching us!" "Let him watch," said Chaz. He had a death grip on Jake's chest, and seemed to be enjoying the squirming. "I'm telling you to get off of me you damn nigger!" said Jake. In answer, Chaz just bucked his hips two, three times, and then thrust all the way in. I had seen my own reflection in the mirror enough times to recognize the expression of a man who was shooting his load. There was an answering spasm from Jake, and they both went limp. All this time, I had been standing frozen in the doorway. I was just wearing my boxer shorts, and my little dick was poking straight out through the fly. With a sigh, Chaz pulled himself off of Jake, and sat down heavily on the floor, his long legs going every which way, and his massive dick coiled on the floor like a serpent. "Come on in," he said. "He won't do nothing to you. He don't want you tellin' no one what you just seen." I toddled forward, as if in a trance. Chaz cleared his throat & spit in Jake's general direction. "Want a turn?" he said. "I got him all loosened up!" Did I want a turn? I had never even imagined such a thing, and yet, it was if I was hypnotized. I walked over to Jake, still draped over the pipe, and put a questioning hand on his ass. It was dripping with Chaz's cum. "Don't do it," he said weakly. "You'll be sorry." "Go ahead," said Chaz, the devil on my shoulder. "He'll never bother you again." "Come on, Chaz," said Jake. "I don't wanna be fucked by this little tadpole." That was it. My resolve stiffened (literally). Pulling off my boxers, I pushed my hips forward. Just like that, I was inside (Chaz wasn't kidding when he said he had loosened him up!). It was an indescribable sensation. I stood there, enjoying it for a minute, and then guided by instinct, I began to hump my hips. It felt great! Despite his earlier complaints, Jake seemed to be enjoying it too, because I heard little moans of pleasure coming from his lips. I was so into what I was doing, that at first I didn't notice that Chaz was standing behind me, fingering my ass. When I did notice, it just added to the pleasure I felt, stirring something deep in my bowels. Then I felt something big and blunt nosing against my asshole. It took me a moment to realize what it must be. "No, wait a moment!" I started to say. But it was too late. With a sudden push, I was pierced. I felt such pain and pleasure mixed as I had never imagined in my life, and every push of Chaz's hips against mine brought me more of the same. I was the meat in a sandwich and I felt Chaz's chest pressing against my back, at the same time as Jake's shoulder blades cut into my flesh. Jake was whining and moaning in earnest now, as every powerful thrush of Chaz's dick pushed me deeper into Jake's body. Chaz's heavy panting sounded in my ear, and his heart throbbed against my back, and I felt them both as if they were my own. In fact, it was as though I seemed to vanish for a moment, and then it was just Chaz wildly stabbing his black spear into the tight white flesh that was Jake, and then it was just one of us, in a confusion of arms and legs and dicks, and Chaz spurted into me and through me, as I filled Jake with my seed, and he spent himself against the cold hard metal pipe. And after that, "Nazi Jake" never gave me a problem again.
A bright sun filled the deep, blue sky. Not a cloud could be seen as far
as the horizon. A gentle breeze nestled the leaves of the tall trees. In
a clearing a farmhouse stood with its wide, front porch. In the distance
was an old barn and corral. A Palomino pony was drinking for the water
trough, while a Mustang relaxed under the late Spring sun. The quiet of
the scenic afternoon was broken by the sound of the black pickup that was
pulling up near the barn in cloud of dust.
Kevin jumped out of the passenger seat with his knapsack. The bright sun
hurt his hazel eyes, blinding him for a brief moment. The driver got out.
"You wait here boy and don't move!" he ordered as he ran around to the back
of the barn. Kevin was a handsome man in his mid-twenties. He had high
check bones, was about 6 feet tall with a thin, but muscular frame. His
brown hair had grown a bit long and was blown back by the breeze. The
driver returned with another man who seemed to be in charge. He was
dressed in jeans and riding chaps. His black boots were dusty from the
trail and his shirt was open revealing his hairy, sweating chest. He had
deep, brown eyes, dark moustache, and several days stubble shadowing his
face. He spoke to the driver who then walked up to Kevin, took his
knapsack to the house, and then got back in the truck to head for parts
unknown.
Kevin watched the Rancher intensely. He thought of the ad he had answered.
He thought about the many phone conversations that had led to their meeting
in the city and now his invitation here. He wondered to himself if he
could handle what would soon happen, but knew he would have little choice
nor offer any resistance. "Hey, Mac!", he grined as he reached for the
Rancher's hand. Mac grabbed it hard and pulled the boy towards him. Kevin
could smell the sweat of the trail on his breath as he spoke to him.
"Listen, boy. Get one thing straight. You only address me as SIR! Got
it!" he ordered as he spit into the boys face. "Yes, SIR " he shouted
back. "Good, now get that fuckin'ass of yours into the barn!" Mac ordered.
Mac pushed Kevin into the brightly lit barn. There were several stalls
where the horses would be kept. In the middle, however, he noticed several
long chains that hung from the ceiling. Nearby was a pillory. Kevin
noticed that near the stalls were several large cages with barbed wire
around them. Mac took a choke collar and attached it to Kevin's neck. He
pulled him towards the center of the barn. Mac removed his shirt, handing
it to Kevin. While he put on his harness, he noticed Kevin had taken the
shirt and was rubbing it on his face. Mac pulled him by the chain. "What
gives you the right to sniff my shirt!" Kevin trembled from the loud
resonance of Mac's voice. Mac took the boy's face and forced it into his
sweating armpit. "Lick it clean, boy!" Kevin hesitated. "Lick it, you
dog!" he ordered striking him across the face. Kevin worked cleaning his
master's armpits, first the left and then the right. Mac attached the
boy's wrists to the chains in the ceiling. He then took off his boots and
socks, tieing them to the boy's face so that he would have to breath the
stench of his well worked boots. Mac hoisted the boy until his feet
dangled slightly above the ground and stripped off his clothes. The boy
had a smooth body, except for a few hairs on his chest and his pubics. Mac
took an electric shears and removed the helpless boys hair. Kevin felt his
manhood being removed as he hung, breathing in the smell of the boots.
When it was done, Mac attached a rope that hung from above around Kevin's
cock and balls. He then hoisted the rope, pulling his body upwards
slightly. Kevin felt the rope pulling his cock. He soon sensed Mac
working his fingers in his ass. He shouted as Mac rammed his hard cock
into the hanging boy's hole. He reamed him mercilessly until he had shot
his load in his victim. Kevin felt his sore hole being stretched even
wider. Mac had forced a large plug into it. As Kevin looked down he
noticed that the plug from his ass seemed to have a tail attached to it.
Mac now took the cat-o-nine tails from the self and began to work on the
Kevin's smooth back. Each strike caused him to jerk in the chains, causing
the rope around his cock and balls to pull and sending a sharp pain through
his body. Mac continued whipping the boy until they both were in a heavy
sweat. The master then released the bonds from his slave and allowed him
to drop before his naked body.
The boot was removed from Kevin's face. Mac took a horse bit and forced it
into the slave's mouth, tightening it behind his head. He felt the plug
deep in his ass and noticed that he indeed had a tail attached to him. He
knew he was to serve as one of his master's animals. Obediently, he began
to follow the master. Mac struck him again with his whip. "You are to
walk on your hands and the balls on your feet, Understand!" he shouted as
he struck him again. Kevin obeyed and followed. His master tied him to a
post and order him to raise his one leg. Mac attached it to a table much
like a man about to shoe a horse. He whiped the bottom of the slave's foot
with alcohol. Kevin saw a strange device in Mac's hand. It was metal and
looked like many thick wires in the form of a foot. There was a place it
could be slipped over the toes and had small spikes throughout. Mac put
the "shoe" in place and hammered the base of it, forcing the tiny spikes
into the slave's foot. Kevin tried to hold back his scream. The "shoe"
was then strapped with leather to keep it in place. Mac repeated this on
the other foot. Kevin shouted out. his cried were met with the taste of
the whip. Mac now forced his "horse" to walk around the barn to get used
to the metal "shoes". Kevin soon felt them as part of his body. The bit
was removed as noticed Mac placed a bowl with "Kevin" written on it near a
stall. Mac filled it with something from a can that appeared to be for a
dog. "Eat! You worhtless dog." Kevin positioned himself in front of the
bowl. He knew he dared not do this wrong. He lowered his mouth to the
food and ate like a dog, drinking water also from a nearby bowl.
After he finished, Kevin was led to a stall. He noticed that there was a
cage door which opened from the floor. Kevin was ordered to lay down
inside. His wrists were secured to posts in the base of the cage as were
his ankles. Mac then secured the door shut.
The next day Mac and the driver removed Kevin from the cage. He noticed
they were both naked and took him to a corner and hosed him off. The plug
was removed from his ass, and the driver took the nosel from the hose and
douched Kevin's ass with it. Kevin was led to a strange looking bench.
His ankles were attached to the base. He was then bent forward and angled
down on a slant so that his head was almost on the floor as it reached the
front of the bench. His arms were chained tightly down and metal brace
held his waist in place. He was then moved while tied to the bench to the
horses stall. Both men took their turns fucking the boy's well stretched
ass. The driver then went outside while Mac rubbed an oinment all over
Kevin. He then used it in large amounts on Kevin's aching asshole. The
driver returned with a large horse. As the horse scented the ointmentit
became aroused. Mac took the reigns and brought the horse to Kevin's stall.
Kevin released he was positioned directly under the horse. He could feel
the heast from the horse's belly. The horse was reacting more to the mare
scent. The driver worked to keep the horse controlled while Mac grabbed
the erect cock of the animal and positioned the head in Kevin's ass. The
men moved away. kevin screamed as the horse rammed its cock into his ass.
Kevin thought he was being torn in half. The cock of the horse worked
faster in and out of his hole. He was sweating as he was being bred by
this beast. Mac and the driver watched with pleasure as the fucking
continued. Mac forced the driver to bend over and rammed his cock into the
other man as he watched Kevin being ravaged. Kevin's ass was filled as the
horse shot its load into him. Mac shot his own load into the driver at the
same time. The horse was removed from the stall and let loose in the
barn. As Kevin remained tied to the bench he felt the horse's cum flowing
out of his expanded ass.
While he was still tied, Kevin smelled iron burning. The driver put a
leather strap in Kevin's mouth. Kevin saw his master was heating a
branding iron. It was white hot as Mac walked towards him. He trembled as
Mac positioned the iron near his ass. He braced himself as the iron was
forced onto his tender ass leaving the same marking as was on the horse.
Kevin trembled and was sweating. His master released him and brought him
to a cage with his name on it so that he could rest. Kevin knew that he
had served his new master well. He climbed into his cage and rested
chained to the sides. His master had gone back out to the range. He
longed for Mac's return so that he could continue to serve him.
Every woman has heard "hung like a horse". Thats why she would
never turn down the opportunity to see if a donkey really has a
big cock. A couple went to Mexico. They had heard of The DONKEY
SHOW and they wanted to see for themselves whether it was true
that a girl could fuck a donkey. They asked several men that
approached them in the street. They were misdirected by many, but
they finally found the place.
It was dark and the show was just beginning. They were shown to a
seat, and ordered tequilla and lemon. A donkey was led to the
stage as the lights were dimmed and the stage lights were
brightened. A beautiful Oriental girl with long black hair and a
Mexican girl of perhaps 18 yrs. walked out to stage and spoke
softly to the donkey. They were bright eyed and obviously looking
forward to this moment. One walked to the donkey's head and
talked to him while the other went to his belly in search of
donkey dick. It slowly came out as she stroked it.
Soon it was fully extended, but not hard. She took it in her
hands and stroked more quickley and it grew to about 14 inches.
She put her head down to it and extended her tongue to the tip.
It was salty with drops of donkey cum. She took as much in her
mouth as she could, but more cum was leaking from the end of his
dick.
A table was brought to the stage for the girls to lay on. She
took his dick and worked it into her pussy. The donkey's dick
began to get hard and thickened noticeably. As it swelled she
cried with joy, this is what she looked forward to. She pulled
and pushed the huge cock in and out of her sopping pussy. The
donkey was beginning to cum and her cunt made noises as the cum
began to squirt.
The other girl pulled the donkey cock out of her and put the end
in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but choked up
much of it for the audience. The other girl gathered up the
donkey's cock in her hands and let him finish in her mouth. When
the donkey finally finished and his cock began its retreat, she
looked at the crowd, who were cheering. She let a huge gob of cum
run down her chin to her tits.
The couple had seen for themselves that this was not a legend but
a real live occurrence. Women really did want to be fucked by
someone "hung like a horse". They returned home but he knew she
had to have someone BIG. He found an ad in an adult newspaper
advertising for anyone interested in animal sex.
He answered the ad and received a reply in a few weeks. Pictures
sent with the reply verified these people had a trained pony.
They drove to the farm where they hoped to take photos of his
wife being fucked by the pony. The pony was there and so was a
donkey. They were both well trained, as she would find out later.
The owner said this was the 20th or 30th time his animals had
fucked women.
She approached the pony with caution but he developed a hardon as
soon as she got close. He became very still as soon as she
crouched down to see his mammoth cock. She reached out to touch
it. It was warm and hard. She smiled at her husband who was video
taping the whole scene. So was the owner of the pony. She put the
end of his mammoth cock next to her lips, smiled at her husband,
and slipped it into her mouth. The pony felt her warm mouth on
his cock and began humping slowly. She stopped because she felt
as though he was going to cum and she didn't want him to yet.
They moved a small padded bench over and she lay back on it. Both
men helped her scoot down to where she could get the pony's dick
into her hot pussy. She guided the head to her dripping cunt and
slid in just the head. The pony humped and about 8 inches glided
into her sopping cunt. She was in heaven with that huge cock
buried in her pussy. Both men were snapping pictures and video
taping the whole affair. Soon it was unavoidable.
The pony began lurching and she held the shaft of his great cock
so it wouldn't hurt her. Huge gobs of cum sprayed from her cunt.
Her pussy made sloppy sucking noises and the pony prick pounded
her pussy. Giant plops of cum fell to the floor. She began to cum
and after reaching an orgasm, she pulled the still huge but limp
pony dick out of her steamy pussy. It popped out and hung there
still dripping. She took the end of it and put it in her mouth
sucking the remaining pony jism on her lips.
She was ecstatic.She just fucked her first horse. The farmer had
a surprise. He asked,"Did you really cum in the stall with the
pony?" She said that at first she was concerned he might hurt her
but later she came a little. The farmer said that he had a donkey
and that the donkey had been trained to fuck women as well. They
had film, a woman,and an eager donkey. He was brought into the
stall where the small bench was and led the pony out.
The donkey knew what this was all about. He became excited
immediately. They calmed him and she slowly reached under his
belly and grabbed the donkey dick. She said that she was
surprised that they didn't smell like barnyard animals. The
farmer explained he kept them washed all the time when he was
entertaining guests who fuck the animals. She took the end of his
donkey prick and put it in her mouth and sucked him for a few
minutes. He began to develop a raging hardon. It was brown and
white and purple and swollen to the limit. It had a huge head on
it and cum was beginning to leak in small spurts. She took them
on the tip of her tongue, then pulled away so longs strings of
donkey cum extended from her horny lips. Video closeups were
taken and photos were snapped so everone could see this action
again and again. She quickly put the donkey dick back in her
mouth and tried to take as much as she could down her throat. She
sucked at the donkey's cock until she was so horny she asked
breathlessly for the bench so she could fuck the donkey.
They helped her position her cunt near the donkey's prick and
took it in the middle of it's 15" length. She pushed it against
the opening of her vagina and pushed slowly. The head, as swollen
as it was, popped into her gaping hole. She fucked the cock in
and out of her hot slot. The donkey began pumping in and out. Her
husband wanted her to take her hands off the donkey's dick and
let him fuck her for the camera. She did but the donkey tried to
get his whole dick up her. She had to take it in her hands again
to control the depth of his fucking.
Soon she began to feel the warmth of cum leaking from her hole
and running down the crack of her ass. She didn't want it to be
over yet but knew there would be another day. She knew she was
being fucked by a donkey and the thought alone made her begin to
cum as well. Soon large gobs of donkey cum were plopping to the
floor and running down her legs to the bench where she lay. The
crack of her ass was in a puddle of donkey cum. She cried out as
reached her orgasm and the donkey brayed as he came by the
bucket. She laid there for a moment then slowly pulled the still
dripping donkey cock from her open cunt. They moved for close ups
while the donkey wandered away. Cum ran slowly out, trickling
down her legs and butt. This was a day to remember.
CHAPTER 2
This went on for days. Often when her husband woke up he'd find
her in the stall with the donkey. She got the donkey to where he
would fuck her slowly and in short strokes. She sometimes would
stop before the donkey could cum and take the huge cock in her
mouth. When he started to cum she would put just the tip of his
cock in. He would fuck her mouth and the cum would overflow her
lips. Huge spurts plopped on her face and tits. She tried
swallowing some and it tasted no different then her husband's.
She greedily sucked the end of the donkey's dick as more cum
dripped from the end. She sucked the cum back into her mouth. Her
husband wanted to fuck her too. She sucked both him and the
donkey until he came in her mouth. She told him she could taste
no difference except the donkey's cum was hotter.
As time went by they had to leave but this story will continue.
They decided to move to a farm a buy a donkey for themselves. She
was beginning to wonder if they could train a horse.
This is a true small storie about an experience I had with a dog.
I'm a 18 year old male and about two and a half years ago, I was watching a
lady's house for her while she was away for family reasons. This was really a
great time for me. I was pretty much on my own and I was getting payed for
it.
One night, I was just sitting there and the dog, let's call him Lester,
started to lick himself. When he did, I noticed his cock moved a little and
poked out just a little bit. For some unknown reason, this turned me on. I
didn't give it much thought untill later on that night while I was in the
guest area of the house which is the basement which was made up to be like a
mini appartment. I just got out of the shower and was towling myself off when
Lester walked right up to me and stuck is nose in my croch which he does to
everyone all the time but this time it was different because I was naked and
he had just stuck his cold, wet nose against my cock. Without warning, my
cock started to get larger. I was wondering what was wrong with me, this was
a DOG that was making my cock hard. That's sick!!! But I all of a sudden got
really aroused by his quick touch. I walked over to him and started to pet
him on the head, I kneeled down on one knee and kept petting him and he put
his head down and started to lick the head of my dick. This sent a rush
through by body that was overwheming. I was now kneeling before Lester with
my HARD cock in his face while he kept licking it. I don't really know why he
kept licking it like that. Did it really taste that good? Well, he sorta lost
interest after a few more seconds so I went to the refrigerator and got some
butter and spread it on my cock and went back over to him and he was more
than happy to lick the butter off of my dick. Little did the poor doggy know
that if he kept licking the butter, he would be getting some extra protine in
just a minute. After he licked all the butter off, I spread on some more and
he continued to lick it off. Just before he cleaned off my cock, I started to
feel the sudden urge to cum. Just as murphy's law would have it, just as I
was about to spew, all the butter was gone. While some pre-cum leaked out of
my dick, I spread on a little more butter. Lester started to lick it off
again. His tongue was lashing at my cock like mad and I felt like my head
was going to blow off when I began to shoot off in his mouth. He, kinda moved
back when my sperm started to jet out of my dick but after he got a taste of
it, he lashed at the head of my squirting cock as a shot a HUGE load into his
mouth. I finished cumming in his mouth and Lester continued to lick my cock
off for a minute more as he cleaned off the remaining butter and cum from my
dick.
Oh how I love that dog!!
As Sean walked over the field, the sun stood high on the sky, bathing him in
its warm caressing rays. He wore shorts, shoes and a tshirt. Today was very hot,
and he was on his way home from John, his best friend. They lived close by, but
it still took about 30 minutes to walk home, 15 if he crossed over the fields,
like he always did.
Sean used to come here when he was younger, to look at the horses. He adored
horses when he was a kid, for their strength and beauty. Now he was 20, and his
interests had moved to parties, dancing, and drinking. Today was no exception,
the horses were out, and stood far from him.
He got home, and his mother came to tell his that dinner was soon ready. "OK,
mom. I'll just take a quick shower", he said, and walked upstairs. He undressed,
and turned on the shower, and stood before the mirror, looking at himself. He
smiled.
As he went into the shower, he wondered about tomorrows birthday party. John
was turning 21, and Sean was excited about this party. He had already gotten his
present, and he hoped he would love it. He had bought him a copy of "From dusk
to dawn". He loved it himself, and wanted to have a copy himself. John and Sean
had been friends for a long time, so he knew he would love it.
Sean came downstairs after he had showered, and got to the table. His mom,
dad and little brother was already at the table just waiting for him. His mom
smiled to him, and his dad just hummed something to himself. His family had
never talked much during their dinners, and this was no except today either. It
was like if the silence wasn't there, it was unnatural. They had all gotten used
to it.
Time passed by as Sean sat in his room watching tv. He was getting tired, and
headed for bed. He wanted to be fully rested for the party tomorrow. He got up,
turned off the tv and turned off the lights. Then he got undressed and climbed
into bed. Soon after he was sleeping.
"Wake up sweetie!" said his mother as he stood next to his bed. Sean opened
his eyes, and smiled to his mom. "Good morning, mom" he said. "Morning sweetie"
responded his mom and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and went out from his room.
Sean sat up, and looked at the clock, 9:35. He stretched and got out of bed,
took on a robe and headed for the shower. He was in the shower for a long time,
thinking about todays party, getting his so excited. He loved John's parties.
They were always special.
The afternoon finally came, and Sean walked over to John, and was warmly
welcomed by his friend. John hugged Sean for a long time, and thanked him for
coming. As they walked inside, Sean saw many people that he knew and didn't
really knew. He said hello to the ones that he knew, and gave John the gift,
smiling widely. As John opened the gift, all the people stood around him
watching, and most of them sighed when they saw the movie Sean had gotten him.
John smiled brightly and turned around to face Sean and smiled to him.
The party started, and the people sat around the table, laughing, talking,
singing and drinking. Thise was a lot of beer and alcohol on the table. People
helped themselves, and around evening all of them were pretty drunk. The music
was louder, and so were the talking and laughing. Many was dancing around on the
floor to the music. They all had a good time, especially John, who sat in the
couch with Caroline, kissing and caressing.
Around 12, Sean was ready to walk home, few of the guests had already left,
but most of them were making out in the livingroom, others dancing and a single
one lying on the floor sleeping. He couldn't find John anywhere, and could
figure out that he was probably with Caroline in his bedroom. He didn't want to
bother them, so get went to get his coat, and headed out into the mild summer
night.
Sean was pretty drunk himself, and also a bit light-headed. He walked alone
over the field, when all the sudden he heard a noise close to him. He looked
around and saw that it was a horse walking up to him. He stopped and waited for
the horse to come to him. Slowly the horse went to him, sniffed his scent and
approached his. He reached out and padded his mane, running his fingers through
the soft hairs. Slowly his hand went to his neck, slowly caressing it, feeling
his skin beneath his hand. He jumped over the fence and stood next to the horse
now.
He felt all tingly inside, and ran his hand along the stallions back, as he
stepped closer to him. He felt his soft body beneath his hand, and slowly let
his hand og down his belly and beneath him, finding his heath. He sighed and
gently caressed the sheath, feeling his cock move a little inside. He got on his
knees, still caressing his warm heath, as he saw the cockhead appear from the
opening. He looked at it with wide opened eyes. It was so big.
Slowly the cock came forth from the sheath, dropping. He stared at the size
of it, and his hands ran down its rubbery length. It felt wonderful. He got a
little closer to the cock, and could smell the musky aroma, so he leaned over,
kissing the head of the enormous cock. His hands ran up and down the cock, both
hands used to encircle it. He felt it harden in his hands. It was about 20
inches long and really thick. He had never seen anything this beautiful before.
He began to undress himself, throwing the clothes aside as it came off.
The horse was obviously enjoying this, as his cock slapped against his belly,
as he rubbed his hands along its length. Sean kissed and licked the cock all
over, and as he reached the head, he opened his mouth wide and took it inside.
His lips wrapped around the massive cock, his tongue playing with the head, and
his hands stroking the big cock. The horse gave a couple of short humps, banging
the cock against his throat, sending pre-cum down his throat. He swallowed to
the best of his ability. He was getting so aroused by this.
He took the cock out of his mouth and rubbed it all over his face, getting
the sticky pre-cum all over himself. He licked the head every time he rubbed it
over his lips. Then he let the cock go to his chest, rubbing it on it, teasingly
rubbing it on his hard nipples. He reached up with one hand and took the massive
balls into his hand, rolling them, feeling their weight. He wondered how much
cum there was in them.
Again he took him into his mouth, sucking his cock, and his hands continuing
stroking the massive pole. Again the stallion began thrusting. He could feel his
glans flare up inside his mouth. Shocked he quickly pulled him out, still
rubbing him. The horse grunted, swaying his tail, and all the sudden he came.
Sean wasn't fully prepared for this.
The enormous cock spurted out jet after jet of warm cum. The warm cum hit
Sean in the face, splashing on his lips, chin and cheeks. He felt it run down
his neck. As he opened his mouth to lick his lips, a jet of cum hit his in the
mouth. There was so much of it. He almost gagged, and swallowed the creamy cum,
savouring the salty taste. Then more cum spurted from the cock unto his face.
The cum ran down his neck and chest, dripping from his face down on his chest.
He licked his lips eagerly. It tasted so great.
The horse rewarded Sean with about 8 strong jets of cum, all over his face
and chest. He was literally covered with sticky horsecum. Then the cock began
retracting back into the sheath. He stared at the limb cock as it pulled back
inside the sheath.
He sat on the grass for awhile as the stallion walked away. The cum was
getting cold on his face and chest. He took his tshirt and wiped himself clean.
Then smiled and looked at the horse as he walked away. He put on his clothes. As
he got home, he threw away the tshirt and went into the shower. He thought about
what he just had done, and smiled. It was 'wrong', but he had enjoyed it so very
much. Maybe he would do it again sometime he thought to himself.
When Sean got up the next morning, he went out and headed for the field. He
wanted to get a good look at his equine lover in the daylight. As he came to the
field, he saw five horses. Which one was his lover he thought. He stood there a
few minutes, staring at a beautiful brown stallion. He knew that this was him.
After 15 minutes of staring at this magnificient creature, he went home again,
with a big smile on his lips.
THE END!
I had my first horsesex experience when I was 15. I was with my best mate Ed. We had gone for a bike ride and were leaning against a gate to a large field, having a rest before the ride home. Me and Ed had often jacked each other off, given each other blow jobs etc. so we were quite familiar with each others sexuality. Well, we were standing there, backs to the field, when we heart a snorting noise, we turned around to see this huge brown coloured horse stood about 10 feet away. As I looked at the horse Ed said "look at the size of that cock". To my amazement his huge cock was hanging out of the sheath and swinging. "I dare you to touch him" I dare Ed. "double dare" was Ed's reply. I was quick to jump over the gate, into the field and touch that huge cock. Ed wasn't far behind me and looking back towards him I noticed he was just as excited as me, with a huge bulge showing in his tight jeans. I reached out to touch the horses cock and as I touched the long wet pole it tightened up and nearly hit his own belly. WOW Ed commented as he reached round the side of me to touch the thick cock. We both wrapped our hands around the thick length and to our surprise even more emerged from the sheath. As we rubbed up and down a huge bubble of pre-come emerged on the end, and then dripped down onto my shoe. "Ugh! shit man, he's just dropped jizm all over my show, I hope this stuff comes out (no pun intended). However I was to fascinated with this huge prick in my hands to care anymore than that. As me and Ed built up speed, wanking this cock like our lives depended on it, more and more pre-cum dripped out, creating a pool of it on the floor. As we pumped more and more the horse started to pump his dick with our movements,. The next thing I knew his cock tightened right up and spurt after spurt of cum came shooting out of the end. There was LOADS of it. Our hands and legs, and the horses chest and front legs had a fair coating with this lovely thick horse cum. Once we had finished the horse started to wander of, leaving me and Ed totally horny. We undone each others jeans, and pulled down our boxers. We each scooped up a handful of horse cum (there was plenty of it!) and took hold of each others teen cocks. The feel of someone else wanking you off with horse cum as lube is amazing, and we were both coating each other with our own boy come in seconds. On the way home we passed a stream and washed off all the cum from our clothes. I thought I'd got it all off my shoe, however the next day when it had dried there was a salty stain all across the toe which I could not get out. This was just the first of Ed and mine's animal experiences (together, I had played with my dogs before as some of you may have read), and we still enjoy a good animalsex session.
"I bet he won't"
"Betcha"
"Ten bucks says he won't"
He looked at the new guy. He liked him the first day they met. And he gladly
took him everywhere he went and got him involved in games, friends, hanging
out....without asking him if he wanted. Nick liked his new friend Gary.
Gary was a good looking kid with freckles and thick reddish hair. He hated the
references to "Carrot Top" the comedian or any of the other names he'd been
called since he could remember.
What was really cool with this new group of kids is that nobody gave him any
crap about his red hair.
That was probably because of Nick. He and Nick became friends the day they
met. Nick lived down the block from him and seemed willing to introduce him
around.
And part of that was doing things he had never done before. Biking down
stairs, roller blading in empty parkting buildings and circle jerks too.
He had been jacking off for years..but always alone. Suddenly he and Nick were
doing it together and he and Nicks friends would engage as well.
Contests of "shooting for distance", "longest erection", "fastest orgasm" and
other games kept the scenes hot and exciting.
"He'll do it, wont' you G" Nick called him that. Everyone else called him Gar
of Gary.
He'd do anything for Nick. So Gary took off his shorts..the only cloth
remaining that separated him from being naked. That wasn't the first time he
was naked with the guys.
Skinny dipping in peoples pools was a favoriate pasttime. They'd go to a movie
and afterwards on the way home, find a house with a pool that was dark.
Usually they knew that the owners were out of town on vacation..and sneak into
the back yard, strip naked and take the pool over.
Of course they did that one time too many. Their laughter and splashes woke up
neighbors and cops arrived.
Gary's parents didn't say anything about that....he heard his Dad laughing
after he was sent to his room so he knew he wasn't in too much trouble.
But they didn't sneak into anyone else's pool that summer.
He got into the tub and lay down.
Around him were Nick, Bettle, Carson, and Malcom. Their boy dicks were in
their hands and Gary watched as they jacked them into erections.
He closed his eyes and jacked his own cock..thinking of the group of buddies
standing over him. It didn't take long for him to feel their cum splattering
all over him....face, chest, legs, crotch.
"Wait a minute" Nick yelled "G, keep your eyes closed. Ok guys ten bucks says
he'll take piss too"
Gary didn't know what to do...but he trusted Nick. And before he could decide
what to do or hear anyone else accepting the bet, he felt the warm water from
someone wash his freckled body.
Another and another stream hit him....
"Come on G you too"
Gary tried and then surprised himself to feel his own penis shooting piss all
over himself.
"We made twenty bucks from those guys" Nick said as he and a freshly showered
Gary walked home.
Sitting at a fast foot restaurant eating some of their profits, Nick asked,
"Hey we could make allot more money you know. What else will you do?"
Gary looked at Nick and knew the answer.
"Anything you want"
And Nick too that to heart. The two boys made lots of money.
"He'll do anything" someone once said
"You're crazy" another said
"Betcha" said Nick watching his buddy laying naked while cocks aimed at his
ass and mouth. And that wasn't the first time either.
One particular night, a Friday, I needed the relief I often found at a
local club that was devoted to S&M nights. I liked going, but often was
just a spectator, watching some hot scenes, a little reluctant to take part
in any scenes.
But this night was different. I wanted it badly, so I decided to make some
move sometime in the night.
This club, in New York, attracts the hottest guys with the most
imaginative, hungry minds for sex.
This night my first stop were some water sports scenes. First was a master
stripping his slave down to a dog collar. The young boy was kneeling and
the master held his cockhead, directly piss over the boy's body and then,
finally, from a distance directing his flow in a beautiful parabola into
the young boy's mouth.
Right next to that was a stocky, hunky young guy and an older guy preparing
for some action. The bottom guy was stripping from his preppy clothes and
getting into a form-fitting catsuit. He just looked hot already and things
were just starting. The latex suit beautifully outlined his cock and his
stout body. Soon the top was covering his head with a latex hood. My cock
was growing stiffer by the minute. Soon I noticed a tube extending from the
catsuit as the top began to tie the guy up to a post with rope. Five
minutes passed, the bottom was firmly tied and the fun was just beginning.
Soon the top was naked and putting his beer down (he had a few just while I
was there). Suddenly his cock was placed into the tube and he began
pissing. I could just imagine the wonderful sensation of the bottom boy,
tied up, encased in skin-tight catsuit, and now being flooded with warm
piss. The top filled the suit and the boy was squirming with pleasure. The
top then began rubbing the piss drenched suit.and you could hear the
squishing. How I wanted to be in that suit, feeling those sensations.
Next came a more unbelievable sight. The top picked up what looked like a
car oil funnel. The top unzipped the mouth of the hood, inserted the funnel
and a few minutes later began pissing. Gurgling, the bottom boy was now
chugging on hot piss. Not gagging, not squirming, but swallowing the
delicious piss. And when the top was done, he brought over some buddies.
Within another few minutes, here were these other hot leather and
latex-clad guys joining together in a circle, at the funnel leading to the
boy's mouth. Suddenly one stream of piss followed another. The boy was
swallowing non-stop piss from five guys. Oceans of piss were flowing down
that funnel, and you could hear the boy chugging.
I had dropped my pants to stroke my cock-it was such a hot scene. Suddenly
a hot looking guy next to me was on his knees, looking up at me. Without
much hesitation I got it. He wanted my cock in his mouth and he wanted my
piss. I'd drank piss before and never given, but I was ready.
I entered his mouth and he moved his sweet lips. It took a minute, but I
let go. I was feeding someone my piss! He swallowed it whole. What a
feeling! And all the while the main scene was still unfolding. I took my
new friend aside, sucked his cock, and we both jacked each other off.
I returned to that club more after that night. Gay men are so wonderfully
adventurous with sex. I'll never forget that wonderful piss orgy and having
my piss drunk. I had a hot, memorable piss night that stays in my mind to
today. I rode the subway home, reeking of piss, getting looks, but
blissfully not caring.
It was another hot sticky evening. I live in a small town of around 20,000
people...very rural driven, with lots of farms surrounding the town. I was
driving home from work, when I parked up on the lakefront to eat my
McDonalds. I'm 21 years old, am straight, slim with a nice tan. I don't
work out ever, but I look healthy.
It was late on the summer's evening...around 9pm...and as usual, there were the
"boyracers" parked up in the same car park. These guys are mostly 15 -- 18
year olds still at school. They wear all the labels, are typically jocks,
and have sexy cars which are lowered, have loud stereo's, tinted windows and
spoilers. There were around 20 cars...all with these teens boozing and doing
drugs. I was wearing my jeans and a t-shirt, and they were mostly wearing
singlets, khakis trousers, baseball caps and sunglasses. There was only one
car park -- between 1 sexy black car and a lowered wagon with tinted windows.
I sat there eating my food, but I couldn't help look at the guys next to
me. They had muscled arms, sexy tans, were mostly clean shaven, and they
were all blonde -- except for one black guy. I had a boner just looking at
them, which I was gently rubbing between by jeans. Suddenly someone yelled
out "hey look this guys a fag -- he's rubbing himself". Suddenly 4 other
teens came over to my car. The black guy grabbed my arm through the window
(which was wound down). "you fag...you want some?". I didn't know what to
say.
"get out" said one of the blonde guys, with the bluest eyes ever and a smell
of sweat and Tommy boy cologne....he appeared to be the leader...he was the
sexiest by far....well tanned, and his body well defined, but his muscles
weren't huge. I could see one of his large brown nipples peering out from
around his singlet. "get in the wagon" he said. I stepped out, and they
quickly shoved me in the back of the van. 2 jumped in the front, and the
other 3 hopped in the back with me. They all looked so boyish. Fuck I was
horny. The wagon smelled of piss and beer and grass. Also sexy cologne. I
was laying on a black matress which was COVERED in cum stains. The black
guy punched my arm...my cock got harder. "You gonna learn to fucken be a man
tonight you fucken faggot". I looked up and saw the two cutest
twinks...probably both 16, fully french kissing. They were both wearing
shorts, one had fine blonde hairs on his legs...the other had shaven legs.
The guy with the hair legs was rubbing the smooth twink, and his hand was
massaging his balls through the legs in his Khakis. The stereo was up loud
and the car was driving fast....I knew we were heading out into the country.
Suddenly the black guy removed his army trousers, and he had the biggest
blackest, juiciest cock I have EVER seen. He had trimmed pubes, and shaven
legs. "suck it bitch"....I didn't have time to argue...he slammed his meat into
my throat. I sucked on his purple head. "finger my hole you white fag". I
licked my finger, and it quickly slid into his shithole...which felt smooth
and clean. "oh yeah....fuck that hole.... Suck that fat hot cock....oh yeah".
I rubbed his smooth warm thighs with my other hand.
Suddenly the wagon skidded around a corner and into an isolated rest area
next to a farm. The car stopped, then we reversed. Then the back doors
opened, and the car was parked with the rear facing into a field...with a
black horse in it. There were tree's all around us and no other signs of
people. One of the drivers had a small video camera and was videoing me
sucking this black guys cock.
"oh fuck, oh god, oh you bitch, suck my nigger cock, oh yeah, OHHHHH"
suddenly jets of boiling hot, thick sticky cum bolted down my mouth, down my
throat and over my face. His body shuddered.....he then pushed me over on to
my back. They dragged the mattress out of the car and onto the ground. One
of the teens was out with the horse bringing him over. There was a full
moon, and the car had bright lights on the inside. The horse came over to
us...then they all removed their clothes. The other teens were blonde with
sexy firm stomachs, slight muscles, and they had sexy shaven legs. I was
in paradise. These sexy teens were all gonna fuck me hard and raw.
Then one of the boys pashed me....."ohhhh" he moaned as our tongues twisted.
Then the leader guy ripped my t-shirt off, and twisted my nipples.
"arrrrgghh" I screamed. "fuck up fag" he said, and he kicked me in my
thigh........he kept pinching and twisting....my cock was SO hard, and dripping
cum. I then stopped kissing this gorgeous twink, and turned around...and
there was the black guy sucking the horses cock with the blonde boy with the
hairy legs, sucking, licking and massaging the horses balls.
"ok mother fucker, your turn" said the leader. I knelt down under the horse
and placed my lips around the horses black long cock. I couldn't believe
what was happening. I could smell beer, and 2 of the boys were drinking
beer. The leader then unbuttoned my jeans...."oh yeah, look at that piece of
meat" he said. "Troy -- fix his cock". Troy, the young teen with the shaven
legs, leaned into the wagon and pulled out a small black bag. He placed two
clips onto my nipples...I screamed in pain, but again the leader kicked me in
the thigh....."fuck up slut....suck the cock...that's what you love faggot"....then
a cock ring was placed around my cock so I couldn't cum... and Troy went to
town, sucking on my cock. Then the leader removed my jeans, and spat spit
and snot onto my ass....he rubbed it in with a finger, then pushed his cock
deep into me. "ohhh yeah, fag.....yeah.....let me fuck your virgin ass...ohhhh".
The guy filming all this also was masterbating his cock. The black guy was
drinking beer and his cock had come back to life. And the teen with the
hairy legs started fucking Troy up the ass while he sucked me.
Then the horse started making a noise.....and then it came....huge wads of horse
cum sprayed over my face, and into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could
but there was gallons of it. The hot cum covered me head to toe. Then the
leader came up my ass.....he wrapped his arms tightly around my neck, almost
strangling me as his firm, hard body convulsed and his cock twitched and
exploded up my ass hole. I had to cum but I couldn't. His smooth chest
rubbed up and down my cum covered back.
The horse wandered off, and Troy then started kissing my chest and eating
the horse sperm. Then another car pulled up.... guy around 18 got out. He
had long black hair, and wasn't clean shaven. He removed his shorts and
hopped over the fence and up to us. They all knew who he was. I didn't.
He removed his khakis and flopped out the longest cock I have ever seen. He
smelt of real man, and he was sexy in a dirty way. He rammed his cock in my
mouth. "sorry I'm late" he said in a deep sexy voice. Then Troy came all
over my chest. Followed by the other teen. I had sperm everywhere. The
leader scooped it up and forced me to drink it while sucking this tall guys
cock...who's name was Robert I think...from what I could here from all the loud
slurping. He fucked my mouth hard.
"suck my balls your homo" I did as I was told. His purple veins stuck out
on his huge balls. "ohhh yeah, suck my balls....put my heavy balls in your
mouth... oh yeah, oh yeah, OH YEAH" then he squirted his cum all over my face
and body... almost as much as the horses. Then the teen filming us came on
me. Then the black guy came over to me. "Open your mouth you cum slut". I
did, and he came in my mouth. "ohh fuck....yeah, yeah suck my white sperm
down your throat....ohhh man that's good". Then he stopped. But before I
could get my breath back, he moved his cock to my mouth again "now swallow
every drop or we'll fucken kill you".....my cock was pulsing with pressure.
He then pissed in my mouth. I swallowed back the golden liquid...."ohhhh" I
moaned in pleasure. Once he had finished, and I'd swallowed every drop, he
leaned over and french kissed me. His big lips felt incredible.
Troy then opened up container full of milky liquid. The leader took it off
him "he you go cum slut.....you love cum so much, then drink every drop of
this" "what is it?" is asked. "cum from a great dame's hot penis and from
a rotweilers". He tipped it into my waiting mouth, as Troy removed my cock
ring. I came instantly shooting my cum about 3 metres, hitting the sexy
twink. Who's name was Matt. "Hey Fuck man, watch it" he said. I drank the
sweet dog cum. Once it had gone, they loaded me and the cum splattered
mattress into the wagon. On the way back into town they took me on the long
trip. I continued to suck off the guys and Matt made me suck his shithole
clean after he crapped into my jeans. I licked his bubble butt clean, after
coming hard all over the back of his smooth twink thighs...which I was then
forced to clean up. They dropped me off at my car.....because Matt had shat
in my jeans I was wearing Matt's Kahkis which smelt sexy....and I still sniff
to this day. Infact, my girlfriend wonders where I got them. Just before
I left Matt pashed me again....and told me if I ever told anyone about this,
they'd "fucken kill me".
I went home and took three days off work, masterbating, eating my cum and
pissing into my mouth. I've never seen those guys again...they must've been
visiting.
My girlfriend has incredible sex with me now as I imagine my evening with
the teen twink fuck sluts.
As the Sun sank in the West, turning the sky to a cloudy flame, two figures could be seen walking along the terrace at Rivendell, hands entwined.
The two were about the same height and both wore brown cloaks that fluttered behind them in the breeze. But that was where the physical similarity ended. One, clothed in dark green, was beardless, dark hair shoulder-length, with grey eyes. He conveyed a sense of strength, power and beauty; joyous youth laughing at fear, able to do anything. The other wore a cream-colored tunic under the brown cloak, was broad-shouldered, with long brown hair and a small beard. He looked older than the other but in fact was not so; his blue eyes shone like stars in his face.
They passed through a finely carven door into the house just as the first star made its appearance in the heavens.
In Aragorn's room, the sunlight had already faded. Not bothering to light a candle, Aragorn pulled Qui-Gon across the room 'til they stood by the bed.
They kissed, for the second time, learning, searching each other's hearts.
Moments passed as clothes fell away piece by achingly slow piece, bodies came into contact with one another, and desire burned brightly.
"Why, do you suppose, we were privledged enough to find each other, out of all the worlds?"
His lover's fingers were running a light trail over his face, memorizing the planes of brow, cheek, and chin. Aragorn's hand dropped to examine the shoulder and arm, brow furrowed in thought, before he answered.
"It might be that we need each other."
A questioning look made him continue.
"That I, future king, destiny in abeyance-" he glanced up, smiling with a touch of impishness-"and you, Jedi Master, lack somewhat that the other has. And therefore we meet. To learn-and to escape."
"To escape?" Qui-Gon raised himself up on an elbow, separating their nude bodies, yet still staying close enough that a breath could be felt between them.
"Indeed so. You escape the pressures of your life...you come here where you never need fear any danger beyond your strength."
"Do I, Aragorn? There was a Ranger that would have challenged me once..."
"The Ranger would have lost...has lost."
"You concede then?"
"Would you like me to prove how well you've conquered me, meldo?"
Qui-Gon smiled at the use of the Elvish word for "lover" and pulled Aragorn to him for a kiss.
Releasing him after a lazy embrace, Qui-Gon asked another question.
"What do you get out of it, Aragorn?"
"Out of this? I get you and, by the Gods, that's reward enough for anything," laughed Aragorn, arms encircling his lover.
"Are you ready for more, then?" Qui-Gon asked mischievously, looking into Aragorn's eyes.
"It is my highest pleasure, Jedi," Aragorn answered.
"Then, Dunadan, I believe it's my turn. Lie still and let me touch you."
Aragorn scarcely had time to breathe out a soft assent before hands raced over his body, everywhere delicate, strong, tender.
The rush of sensation overwhelmed him briefly and though he tried to keep silent, to stay within himself, could not, could only let go and trust.
His eyes slid shut, and he relaxed, letting go, trusting enough to not fear falling, knowing that Qui-Gon would catch him.
This was the first time he had ever let go with someone else, let himself be mastered. And oh, it was wonderful.
He'd always been the one in control. Now he was not--he was being played like an instrument and it was the most arousing thing he had ever experienced.
If this could only go on forever...catch hold of the moment...and it could not last...
Beloved Jedi, he thought, and purest pleasure seized him, dragged him under with a shout of delight.
Somewhere in the night the warm presence in his bed vanished and Aragorn awakened to stone-cold silence, smiling with memory, but with an ache of loneliness he had never felt before.
Why thank you kind sir! Back to drinking...
ha Ha HA Ha hA Ha HA Ha ha!!!
suck shit mofo!
Ouch!
Yeah! Great idea! Then it can be shitty and never get finished! Yay!
I don't think Office is anything to cheer about but then I have a high IQ.
wtf? aren't you just the big man?
k thx
That's coz linux is written by a bunch of retards who can't program for shit.
This is my 69th post on this account! w00t! I'll think i'll go install lunix now...