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Dreaming Away My Virginity

Every night the dream s the same. . .



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I m sitting in a car parked in the upper floor of a two storey parking garage adjacent to a shopping mall. The vehicle is a small foreign car and there s barely enough room to tuck your legs under the dash. The windows of the car are open and the engine s off. The night is humid. It s quiet too even though this garage is right next to the busiest street in town. It s very late at night.



I m in the passenger seat. I m leaning back into the seat as if I m trying to fall asleep or something. I m looking out the windshield at the concrete wall.



There s a guy in the driver s seat. He s twentyish about my age and he s dressed just as casually as myself. I m never able to identify him but he feels like one of my friends. I don t know how I know this but I know. We re both just sitting there. Nobody s smoking nobody s talking nobody s listening to the radio. We re just sitting there.



Then after an eternity of sitting there this other guy reaches over and puts his hand between my legs. My cock goes from soft to hard in the blink of an eye. He starts rubbing me and I close my eyes. All I hear is the fabric of my jeans squeezed between his fingers. After clamping my member for a little while he starts to move his hand along the length of me through my pants. All the muscles in my body are loose. I m totally focused.



His hand leaves me for a second and goes up to the waistline of my pants. It slips underneath my jeans and my briefs. It ruffles my pubes for a second before it grips me and begins to pull on me. Now I start to breathe harder. It s a terrible hand job because of my jeans but I feel like I m gonna explode. He pulls back my foreskin and pinches my cockhead lightly between his thumb and forefinger. My briefs soak up the little dab of liquid this motion produces. His hand comes out of my pants.



He undoes the button and zipper on my jeans and he reaches underneath the elastic waistband of my briefs and pulls down. I lift my bum up off the car seat and feel the cold air run along my groin. He pulls my pants down just off my privates and I sit back down my butt settling into the warm seat.



The seat feels comfortable against my naked cheeks.



His mouth feels even more comfortable around my penis. The cold of the night is gone and my cock is encased in the wet warmth of this mystery guy s mouth. While sucking me he puts a hand between my legs and runs a finger along the skin beneath my sack. He never quite reaches my anus because it s between my buttcheeks pressed down on the seat. The slurping sounds echo along the parking garage but there s still no one around to hear it.



My cheeks clench and I ejaculate into his mouth. He sucks me like a straw. Not at drop runs out of his mouth. He sits back up and swallows one last time. He sounds like he s just taken a drink after a workout.



I hear the sound of a button and zipper being undone to my left. I open my eyes and look at the concrete wall but now I see pale flesh to my left down at this guy s groin. He puts his right hand on my neck and brings me down to his groin. I smell the musk coming from between his legs before I m poked in the face by his penis. The hand on my neck releases me and I stare at this bobbing organ for a few seconds. Then I blow him.



My mouth opens and I take him inside. He s warm and hard. Once I build up a rhythm of up and down up and down he also becomes salty. His pubes brush my left cheek when I go down. I suck hard on him when I come up. I try to pleasure him with my tongue but I m really not good at this.



My own cock is cool now that it is wet and exposed to the air. But it s not cold because it s still humid. The crack of my bum feels the coolness of exposure as the sweat that built up there from all the sitting I was doing now meets the air.



I run my hand up his inner thigh and rub him the way he rubbed me between the legs. I like him cannot reach his anus. I mash my hand into the heat and sweat of his taint and bring it out again resting it on his leg through his jeans.



He comes.



I m not ready for it. The first ejaculation hits me in the throat and I cough. I try to batten my lips onto his cock but I cannot. The second ejaculation hits the roof of my mouth as I m pulling away. The third hits me in the cheek. He puts his own hand in front of the orgasming cock and catches the remaining ejaculate.



I swallow what I was able to catch and it tastes salty and tart. I grab his wrist and pull the hand filled with semen to my mouth and begin to lick it. I swallow it all. I even wipe my cheek and swallow this too. I discover that semen tastes best when it is hot. Straight from the organ not sitting on skin in the open air.



We sit in silence for almost a half hour. Once again nobody says or does a thing and we re perfectly comfortable like this. The only difference now is that our pants are around our upper thighs and we have distinct tastes in out mouths. There is still nobody in the parking garage but us. The noise of traffic from the street is very faint. My mind tells me my life is very different now than it was a short while ago. I agree and feel good about that.



His soft fingers slide slightly under the left cheek of my bum and grab me. He pushes me up off my seat rolling me toward the door. I open my eyes slightly and grab the door sticking my head out the window. My legs come to life and lift me the rest of the way out of the seat. I awkwardly reposition myself so that I m kneeling on the seat my hands are on the door and my head shoulders and most of my chest is outside the passenger window. In the process I accidently bump him in the face with my bum.



He mounts me. He slides himself between my back and the roof of the car. He rests his head on my back. He kneels on the very edge of my seat and I feel his cock bounce against my backside. He spits into his left hand and rubs his cock – spits again and pokes my anus with a finger. He rubs the rest of the spit along my crack. Then he pushes into me.



I look at the empty garage as I m penetrated. He s slow but I still can t stop a few tears from falling. Skin starts slapping skin as he begins humping me. His breath is harsh and hot against my back and his hands clutch my hips as he pumps his cock into my rear again and again.



My tears stop as numbness takes away the pain. His groin is hot against my lower back and his pubes tickle me. My pants slide a little lower on my thighs. A slight breeze blows an empty bar wrapper across the pavement. The blowing air is warm. I m sweating a little now. He s sweating more. He can t quite choke off his moan and a little yelp echoes off the walls of the structure. I have a fraction of a second to think that if anyone was walking outside they definitely heard that.



The liquid heat of his sperm lights its flame in my lower back. The night was hot and humid but the semen feels like it s boiling and it radiates its heat temporarily to the rest of my torso. He stops humping and holds my body for a second before he pulls himself out of my rectum and sits back down in his seat.



My mind tells me that my life has changed drastically this time. I stay in my position and regain my composure. My anus is tingling and my breath returns to normal. My bum must be in his face. I can smell the salty stuffy scent of sex in the car so he must be overwhelmed by it given his proximity to my butt.



I breathe the humid air and hear him do up his pants. He does not start the car or make a move to leave. So I stay in my position a little while longer. My virginity recedes into the past a little at a time. Five minutes. . .six minutes. . .seven minutes. I don t miss it. Though the actions of the night are all initiated by him so far I have wanted every one of them. I never told him this but he seems to know. This may be one of the reasons he feels like my friend.



I finally sit down again. However I do not pull up my pants. Instead I undo his again. I grab his right butt cheek and lift him. He positions himself on his own seat just the way I did on mine several minutes ago. When his upper body is out the window and his rump s in the air I pull down his jeans. They fall around his knees on the seat. I see the vertical line of his crack through his white briefs. I pull them down and expose him. He is smooth. I smell him. The stuffy salty scent of his orgasm is still there along with the smell of sweat from between his legs.



I mount him the same way he mounted me. If anyone drove into the parking garage they d be looking straight into my bum.



I spit into my hand as he did and spread it on my cock and in his anus.



I enter him. He is tight and hot. He doesn t seem to have done this part before. He is as tight as I must have been. So I go slow for him. When I m in I hold his shoulders with my hands and begin pumping my cock into and out of his rectum.



His sphincter is tight around me. His crack sweaty from his own session behind me leaves a vertical line of moist warmth on my skin and in my pubic hair. I rest my head on his back and continue humping.



His insides are hot. A bead of sweat rolls off my nose and is absorbed into the back of his t-shirt. I love the feel of the smoothness of his legs against mine. One of my hands goes down to his pubes and clutches. I don t pull I just take a handful to feel. My sack thumps his lower buttocks each time I enter him.



I feel the tickle in the center of my cock and then everything around my groin clenches. I come into him. It lubricates the end of the sex very well. I release his pubes and shoulder and sit back down. He sits too.



He starts the car and there is noise at last in the parking garage. I put my left hand on his penis and he puts his right hand on my thigh. He drives out of the garage. Nobody saw our sweaty sticky uneducated rutting in the front seat of his car in the second level of that parking garage. However as we pass the lower level on our way to the road we see some college kids smoking in the lower level. I wonder what they may have heard but I don t care.



Before we enter traffic we both pull up our pants. We still haven t said a word.



* * *



Every night the dream s the same. . .

sitting there. Nobody s smoking nobody s talking nobody s listening to the radio. We re just sitting there.



Then after an eternity of sitting there this other guy reaches over and puts his hand between my legs. My cock goes from soft to hard in the blink of an eye. He starts rubbing me and I close my eyes. All I hear is the fabric of my jeans squeezed between his fingers. After clamping my member for a little while he starts to move his hand along the length of me through my pants. All the muscles in my body are loose. I m totally focused.



His hand leaves me for a second and goes up to the waistline of my pants. It slips underneath my jeans and my briefs. It ruffles my pubes for a second before it grips me and begins to pull on me. Now I start to breathe harder. It s a terrible hand job because of my jeans but I feel like I m gonna explode. He pulls back my foreskin and pinches my cockhead lightly between his thumb and forefinger. My briefs soak up the little dab of liquid this motion produces. His hand comes out of my pants.



He undoes the button and zipper on my jeans and he reaches underneath the elastic waistband of my briefs and pulls down. I lift my bum up off the car seat and feel the cold air run along my groin. He pulls my pants down just off my privates and I sit back down my butt settling into the warm seat.



The seat feels comfortable against my naked cheeks.



His mouth feels even more comfortable around my penis. The cold of the night is gone and my cock is encased in the wet warmth of this mystery guy s mouth. While sucking me he puts a hand between my legs and runs a finger along the skin beneath my sack. He never quite reaches my anus because it s between my buttcheeks pressed down on the seat. The slurping sounds echo along the parking garage but there s still no one around to hear it.



My cheeks clench and I ejaculate into his mouth. He sucks me like a straw. Not at drop runs out of his mouth. He sits back up and swallows one last time. He sounds like he s just taken a drink after a workout.



I hear the sound of a button and zipper being undone to my left. I open my eyes and look at the concrete wall but now I see pale flesh to my left down at this guy s groin. He puts his right hand on my neck and brings me down to his groin. I smell the musk coming from between his legs before I m poked in the face by his penis. The hand on my neck releases me and I stare at this bobbing organ for a few seconds. Then I blow him.



My mouth opens and I take him inside. He s warm and hard. Once I build up a rhythm of up and down up and down he also becomes salty. His pubes brush my left cheek when I go down. I suck hard on him when I come up. I try to pleasure him with my tongue but I m really not good at this.



My own cock is cool now that it is wet and exposed to the air. But it s not cold because it s still humid. The crack of my bum feels the coolness of exposure as the sweat that built up there from all the sitting I was doing now meets the air.



I run my hand up his inner thigh and rub him the way he rubbed me between the legs. I like him cannot reach his anus. I mash my hand into the heat and sweat of his taint and bring it out again resting it on his leg through his jeans.



He comes.



I m not ready for it. The first ejaculation hits me in the throat and I cough. I try to batten my lips onto his cock but I cannot. The second ejaculation hits the roof of my mouth as I m pulling away. The third hits me in the cheek. He puts his own hand in front of the orgasming cock and catches the remaining ejaculate.



I swallow what I was able to catch and it tastes salty and tart. I grab his wrist and pull the hand filled with semen to my mouth and begin to lick it. I swallow it all. I even wipe my cheek and swallow this too. I discover that semen tastes best when it is hot. Straight from the organ not sitting on skin in the open air.



We sit in silence for almost a half hour. Once again nobody says or does a thing and we re perfectly comfortable like this. The only difference now is that our pants are around our upper thighs and we have distinct tastes in out mouths. There is still nobody in the parking garage but us. The noise of traffic from the street is very faint. My mind tells me my life is very different now than it was a short while ago. I agree and feel good about that.



His soft fingers slide slightly under the left cheek of my bum and grab me. He pushes me up off my seat rolling me toward the door. I open my eyes slightly and grab the door sticking my head out the window. My legs come to life and lift me the rest of the way out of the seat. I awkwardly reposition myself so that I m kneeling on the seat my hands are on the door and my head shoulders and most of my chest is outside the passenger window. In the process I accidently bump him in the face with my bum.



He mounts me. He slides himself between my back and the roof of the car. He rests his head on my back. He kneels on the very edge of my seat and I feel his cock bounce against my backside. He spits into his left hand and rubs his cock – spits again and pokes my anus with a finger. He rubs the rest of the spit along my crack. Then he pushes into me.



I look at the empty garage as I m penetrated. He s slow but I still can t stop a few tears from falling. Skin starts slapping skin as he begins humping me. His breath is harsh and hot against my back and his hands clutch my hips as he pumps his cock into my rear again and again.



My tears stop as numbness takes away the pain. His groin is hot against my lower back and his pubes tickle me. My pants slide a little lower on my thighs. A slight breeze blows an empty bar wrapper across the pavement. The blowing air is warm. I m sweating a little now. He s sweating more. He can t quite choke off his moan and a little yelp echoes off the walls of the structure. I have a fraction of a second to think that if anyone was walking outside they definitely heard that.



The liquid heat of his sperm lights its flame in my lower back. The night was hot and humid but the semen feels like it s boiling and it radiates its heat temporarily to the rest of my torso. He stops humping and holds my body for a second before he pulls himself out of my rectum and sits back down in his seat.



My mind tells me that my life has changed drastically this time. I stay in my position and regain my composure. My anus is tingling and my breath returns to normal. My bum must be in his face. I can smell the salty stuffy scent of sex in the car so he must be overwhelmed by it given his proximity to my butt.



I breathe the humid air and hear him do up his pants. He does not start the car or make a move to leave. So I stay in my position a little while longer. My virginity recedes into the past a little at a time. Five minutes. . .six minutes. . .seven minutes. I don t miss it. Though the actions of the night are all initiated by him so far I have wanted every one of them. I never told him this but he seems to know. This may be one of the reasons he feels like my friend.



I finally sit down again. However I do not pull up my pants. Instead I undo his again. I grab his right butt cheek and lift him. He positions himself on his own seat just the way I did on mine several minutes ago. When his upper body is out the window and his rump s in the air I pull down his jeans. They fall around his knees on the seat. I see the vertical line of his crack through his white briefs. I pull them down and expose him. He is smooth. I smell him. The stuffy salty scent of his orgasm is still there along with the smell of sweat from between his legs.



I mount him the same way he mounted me. If anyone drove into the parking garage they d be looking straight into my bum.



I spit into my hand as he did and spread it on my cock and in his anus.



I enter him. He is tight and hot. He doesn t seem to have done this part before. He is as tight as I must have been. So I go slow for him. When I m in I hold his shoulders with my hands and begin pumping my cock into and out of his rectum.



His sphincter is tight around me. His crack sweaty from his own session behind me leaves a vertical line of moist warmth on my skin and in my pubic hair. I rest my head on his back and continue humping.



His insides are hot. A bead of sweat rolls off my nose and is absorbed into the back of his t-shirt. I love the feel of the smoothness of his legs against mine. One of my hands goes down to his pubes and clutches. I don t pull I just take a handful to feel. My sack thumps his lower buttocks each time I enter him.



I feel the tickle in the center of my cock and then everything around my groin clenches. I come into him. It lubricates the end of the sex very well. I release his pubes and shoulder and sit back down. He sits too.



He starts the car and there is noise at last in the parking garage. I put my left hand on his penis and he puts his right hand on my thigh. He drives out of the garage. Nobody saw our sweaty sticky uneducated rutting in the front seat of his car in the second level of that parking garage. However as we pass the lower level on our way to the road we see some college kids smoking in the lower level. I wonder what they may have heard but I don t care.



Before we enter traffic we both pull up our pants. We still haven t said a word.



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Every night the dream s the same. . .

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Clean Sweep

I was a regular at the local YMCA for many years. I liked going since they had a good weight room and I also enjoyed playing basketball with the feelers. It was always the same group of guys playing against whoever showed up. We had all been playing together for a few years now. We knew each other s moves and reactions and pretty much dominated the courts. We would all hang out after playing ball and on the weekends when we did not have something to do with our special loved ones.



Unlike the other guys I was single and had been for about three years now. I was divorced after an ugly marriage. The guys would joke with me and try and set me up with co-workers sisters or whoever their wives would want me to date. I took them up on the offers most the time just to make everyone happy. I did not care for the women very much but I made the best of it when I was out with them.



I had always had my eye on Jack he was about 29 5 10 short brown hair stunning green eyes and very muscular. We worked out a lot together and of course after basketball games we all would take showers in the men s room. I had admired his body for a long time and always wanted to take him out. I had never seen him with a women or heard him talk about one either. I was trying to stay in the closet which is why I was taking those women out. Jack never talked about his personal life and we never asked about it just one of those things that we just let go.



One day after a few games of basketball I had asked Jack if he wanted to spot me on the weights and he agreed since he was not doing anything for a couple hours. So we go over to the free weights and start to warm up. Jack was wearing a pair of bicycle shorts and a muscle shirt. As I laid on the bench he was standing on the stool to hold the bar and as I am looking up to make sure he was ready to spot me I could see up his shorts. I had seen the head of his dick just looking down at me. I could feel my dick get hard just thinking about it. I had to close my eyes since I wanted to work out a little bit before I made a move on him.



I pumped out 10 reps real quick and got up. I had asked Jack if he was doing anything important later tonight. He said that he was going to this new club in the city and asked if I wanted to come along with him? Without hesitation I agreed to. I got back on the bench and started to think about his dick again. I have seen it in the shower but not like this in the shower you try and not to look but it was like he wanted me to look. I had to concentrate on something else so I could get a workout done. I did another 10 reps and got up. I told Jack that I was done was acting like I was sore from playing basketball. So I headed to the locker room. As we walked through the gym and the courts it was pretty empty had a couple women running and some kids playing basketball.



We walked into the locker room and our lockers were near each other. Today was different than most days for Jack just took his clothes off and did not try to cover himself up. He came over to my locker and had asked me if I had seen that new female at the counter today. I could not help but look at his manhood it was half-erect and was thick. He was shaved around his stomach his whole body was shaved to show off his muscular body. I was getting excited just thinking about his hard dick in my mouth. I played it off and told him yeah she was a hot chick.



I got undressed and did not try to cover up since Jack did not. I had a descent body was not as buff as Jack was but I could hold my own against him. I did not shave though and had some hair around my chest but very little around my manhood. I liked that shaved myself. I get into the shower and start the water. Jack decides that he wants to take one right next to me. We start talking about how we have been playing basketball for years now and that we all have been pretty good friends. He asks if could ask me a question I said sure go ahead. He starts by saying that he has never mentioned his personal life over the years and was wondering what the guys thought about that. I told him that we do not care if you want talk about it you will if not you wont. He just smiles and says all right cause I want to tell you something about me. My heart was beating 100mph with the anticipation of what he might say. He says the reason I never talk about my live is cause I never wanted to lose you guys as friends. I like playing basketball and working out with you all but I am gay. I have been for the last 5 yr. now. I think he could tell that I was kind of happy but shocked. I reassured him that it would not bother any of us and that I would not tell anyone.



I turned off the shower and headed to the steam room was still in shock but was happy inside. I told Jack that he could join and we could finish the conversation if he wanted to. So he joins in the steam room. He starts by telling me that he has never been with a woman and he came out of the closet like eight years ago and his parents dis-own him for being gay. I could relate to that. As I sat on the upper bench he sat on step below me. I put my towel down so that I could sit since it was a little warm inside the room. Jack had his around him so it was not bothering him.



We continued to talk about him coming out of the closet and then he puts his hand on my knee and asks me what I think about all this. My dick almost stood up since the whole time I was thinking how nice it would be for him to just start kissing me and sucking on my dick right here right now. I know he seen my dick get harder for he was rubbing my knee and asking me well? Well? What you think?



I told him it was a surprise to learn that and that deep down I had suspected it and now it was true. When I said that I gave him a wink and a little smile. I think he knew what I was getting at for he moved a little closer to my and started to move his hands down my things. My dick was getting harder and harder. Jack said you like me touching you in this way? I could not say a word for I was speechless. Being speechless was a key for him though for he reached down and put my balls in his hand and gently squeezed them. I was hard as a rock and did not know what to do.



I did not have to worry about doing anything for Jack turned completely around and took my dick and kissed the tip of my dick. I know he liked what he had in his hand for I was about 7 3/8 in long and about 5/8 in diameter. I had a nice size dick when it was hard. It was not one of the ones that curve up like a banana it was straight and hard. Jack was kissing the tip of my head and caressing my balls in the steam room I was getting hotter than I should be. The next thing I know he has my dick in his mouth deep throbbing it. Holding my sides as he goes deeper. I had never experienced a hot blowjob like this in my life. The thrill of someone walking in and seeing a guy sucking another guys dick. He was sucking and sucking playing with my balls and wanting more of it. He would suck on the head of my dick then lick the shaft and suck on my balls.



Damn was he good. I had my hands on his broad shoulders telling him to suck me make me cum. He wanted my hard dick in his mouth and for me to cum. As Jack started to suck harder and faster I knew I was building up a powerful orgasm. I told him I was about ready and he did not even slow down. I started to tense up and he started to play with my ass teasing my ass some made me tense want to explode right then. As I was about ready to cum Jack stuck a finger in my ass and that was all it took I shot one heck of a load into his mouth and he started to finger my ass faster and squeeze my check with the other hand I let out another load into his mouth and was relieved since I was feeling so good.



After I had finished he made sure that my dick was nice and clean he licked every ounce of cum that I had just shot out. My knees were weak and my heart was racing. Then Jack got up and said that he had to take a shower again. I got out of the steam room and started to cool off. I had asked Jack if we were still on for going out tonight cause I wanted to make him feel as good as I was feeling. Of course Jack was all up for it and finished up the shower.



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I had always had my eye on Jack he was about 29 5 10 short brown hair stunning green eyes and very muscular. We worked out a lot together and of course after basketball games we all would take showers in the men s room. I had admired his body for a long time and always wanted to take him out. I had never seen him with a women or heard him talk about one either. I was trying to stay in the closet which is why I was taking those women out. Jack never talked about his personal life and we never asked about it just one of those things that we just let go.



One day after a few games of basketball I had asked Jack if he wanted to spot me on the weights and he agreed since he was not doing anything for a couple hours. So we go over to the free weights and start to warm up. Jack was wearing a pair of bicycle shorts and a muscle shirt. As I laid on the bench he was standing on the stool to hold the bar and as I am looking up to make sure he was ready to spot me I could see up his shorts. I had seen the head of his dick just looking down at me. I could feel my dick get hard just thinking about it. I had to close my eyes since I wanted to work out a little bit before I made a move on him.



I pumped out 10 reps real quick and got up. I had asked Jack if he was doing anything important later tonight. He said that he was going to this new club in the city and asked if I wanted to come along with him? Without hesitation I agreed to. I got back on the bench and started to think about his dick again. I have seen it in the shower but not like this in the shower you try and not to look but it was like he wanted me to look. I had to concentrate on something else so I could get a workout done. I did another 10 reps and got up. I told Jack that I was done was acting like I was sore from playing basketball. So I headed to the locker room. As we walked through the gym and the courts it was pretty empty had a couple women running and some kids playing basketball.



We walked into the locker room and our lockers were near each other. Today was different than most days for Jack just took his clothes off and did not try to cover himself up. He came over to my locker and had asked me if I had seen that new female at the counter today. I could not help but look at his manhood it was half-erect and was thick. He was shaved around his stomach his whole body was shaved to show off his muscular body. I was getting excited just thinking about his hard dick in my mouth. I played it off and told him yeah she was a hot chick.



I got undressed and did not try to cover up since Jack did not. I had a descent body was not as buff as Jack was but I could hold my own against him. I did not shave though and had some hair around my chest but very little around my manhood. I liked that shaved myself. I get into the shower and start the water. Jack decides that he wants to take one right next to me. We start talking about how we have been playing basketball for years now and that we all have been pretty good friends. He asks if could ask me a question I said sure go ahead. He starts by saying that he has never mentioned his personal life over the years and was wondering what the guys thought about that. I told him that we do not care if you want talk about it you will if not you wont. He just smiles and says all right cause I want to tell you something about me. My heart was beating 100mph with the anticipation of what he might say. He says the reason I never talk about my live is cause I never wanted to lose you guys as friends. I like playing basketball and working out with you all but I am gay. I have been for the last 5 yr. now. I think he could tell that I was kind of happy but shocked. I reassured him that it would not bother any of us and that I would not tell anyone.



I turned off the shower and headed to the steam room was still in shock but was happy inside. I told Jack that he could join and we could finish the conversation if he wanted to. So he joins in the steam room. He starts by telling me that he has never been with a woman and he came out of the closet like eight years ago and his parents dis-own him for being gay. I could relate to that. As I sat on the upper bench he sat on step below me. I put my towel down so that I could sit since it was a little warm inside the room. Jack had his around him so it was not bothering him.



We continued to talk about him coming out of the closet and then he puts his hand on my knee and asks me what I think about all this. My dick almost stood up since the whole time I was thinking how nice it would be for him to just start kissing me and sucking on my dick right here right now. I know he seen my dick get harder for he was rubbing my knee and asking me well? Well? What you think?



I told him it was a surprise to learn that and that deep down I had suspected it and now it was true. When I said that I gave him a wink and a little smile. I think he knew what I was getting at for he moved a little closer to my and started to move his hands down my things. My dick was getting harder and harder. Jack said you like me touching you in this way? I could not say a word for I was speechless. Being speechless was a key for him though for he reached down and put my balls in his hand and gently squeezed them. I was hard as a rock and did not know what to do.



I did not have to worry about doing anything for Jack turned completely around and took my dick and kissed the tip of my dick. I know he liked what he had in his hand for I was about 7 3/8 in long and about 5/8 in diameter. I had a nice size dick when it was hard. It was not one of the ones that curve up like a banana it was straight and hard. Jack was kissing the tip of my head and caressing my balls in the steam room I was getting hotter than I should be. The next thing I know he has my dick in his mouth deep throbbing it. Holding my sides as he goes deeper. I had never experienced a hot blowjob like this in my life. The thrill of someone walking in and seeing a guy sucking another guys dick. He was sucking and sucking playing with my balls and wanting more of it. He would suck on the head of my dick then lick the shaft and suck on my balls.



Damn was he good. I had my hands on his broad shoulders telling him to suck me make me cum. He wanted my hard dick in his mouth and for me to cum. As Jack started to suck harder and faster I knew I was building up a powerful orgasm. I told him I was about ready and he did not even slow down. I started to tense up and he started to play with my ass teasing my ass some made me tense want to explode right then. As I was about ready to cum Jack stuck a finger in my ass and that was all it took I shot one heck of a load into his mouth and he started to finger my ass faster and squeeze my check with the other hand I let out another load into his mouth and was relieved since I was feeling so good.



After I had finished he made sure that my dick was nice and clean he licked every ounce of cum that I had just shot out. My knees were weak and my heart was racing. Then Jack got up and said that he had to take a shower again. I got out of the steam room and started to cool off. I had asked Jack if we were still on for going out tonight cause I wanted to make him feel as good as I was feeling. Of course Jack was all up for it and finished up the shower.



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A Boy Who Came In from the Cold Ch. 02

Chapter Two – LIVE AT THE FALCON



A WORD FROM YOUR AUTHOR: A warning to those who regularly read these evil perverted stories. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SHAMELESS HETEROSEXUAL NAUGHTINESS. If such behaviour offends or revolts you please skip most of the last page. To the rest of you happy degenerates enjoy! xx. Sadie



THE MORNING AFTER:



Rayne needed to sleep after the rigors of his enema-induced multiple climax. Ant curled up with him under the duvet for a while holding the beautiful young man in his arms until his breathing slowed and steadied. However he could not relax. Once he was sure that Rayne was sound asleep he got up again and wrapped the quilt snugly around his delicious new house-boy then pulled on some clothes.



It had stopped snowing outside and once he came up on deck he took a long breath of the damp cold London air wishing they were somewhere warmer somewhere he could sail out onto the open ocean and drop anchor to screw Rayne naked on the decking in the balmy sunshine. The kid needed some sun on his skin. He was pale as milk. Warmth and light would help to heal some of those nasty bruises on his skinny arms and lean thighs.



As he walked along the embankment Ant was in a kind of reverie. He wanted to tell everyone he met about the fantastic sex he and Rayne had enjoyed last night and how this gorgeous boy was still sprawled naked in his bed waiting for Ant to come home and fuck him some more.



At the shop he rummaged around vaguely trying to find something that his young guest might eat without turning up his pretty nose. He had never cooked for a vegetarian lodger and had no idea where to start. Since the kid had already attempted milky tea he decided that Rayne was probably not one of those militant veggies who would not even sit in the same room as a pat of butter and bought cheese pasta tomatoes and chillies and a large bag of apples. The girl at the checkout was one of Mr Gulati s casual assistants a big bottle-blonde Ukrainian immigrant who never met the eye of anyone that came to her till. The pink checked overall she wore was almost too small stretched tight across her voluminous breasts and big round arse straining the buttonholes until they looked ready to pop open.



Ant speculated idly that she was nude beneath the coverall (or coverlittle!). There was no telltale bra line and he could not imagine how she might have squeezed a layer of clothing between the polyester garment and her milky skin. He could see her nipples pressing prominently against the pink and white material. His cock stirred in his pants as he imagined how her huge white tits would spill over the counter if the buttons burst from their overstretched holes. He wondered if she would even notice she seemed so immured to everything else around her.



As she checked his shopping through with her customary ennui he contemplated how it would feel to have her big bare breasts spilling out of his hands as he thrust himself into her plump wet pussy from behind. Would she even acknowledge his presence as he forced her over the counter and pounded her with his cock (which was almost unbearably hard again now)? He wondered if Rayne would like to do her too and the idea of his gorgeous new companion on his knees eating her plump wet cunt in the shower as Ant fucked her from behind almost made him cream his pants.



Five pounds twenty five she said atonally breaking into his fantasy one ringed and taloned hand outstretched for the money. Her nails were long and candyfloss pink. Her gaze was fixed on the till readout.



Ant fumbled for the cash and stuffed his shopping into a carrier bag as she got his change.



Do you have a boyfriend? he asked her as she dumped the money in his hand.



She actually looked at him for a moment a blue-grey gaze that swept him like an arctic wind from his crotch to the top of his head. Then in a husky monotone she dismissed him.



Get lost!



Back on the boat he found the young man awake his hair already damp from the shower and wished privately that he had delayed his trip to the shops for a while so that he might join Rayne under the cascade for some more water sports. The boy was now perched up in the bows smoking a roll-up gazing out at the river with a curious yearning. His clothes had dried out overnight for he was dressed and wrapped in the throw from the galley sofa. He glanced over one skinny shoulder as Ant climbed back on board and flashed a smile that did not reach his beautiful eyes before returning his attention to the scene beyond the prow of the boat.



Are you okay? Ant dumped the shopping and scrambled forward to lean on the bow rail beside him. Rayne blew out a long plume of smoke chin tilted upward slightly and eyes half closed.



I ll live he exhaled huskily.



Not for much longer if you carry on smoking those things without a roach Ant pointed out.



Who made you my mother? Rayne did not look at him. Long black lashes shielded his ice green gaze as he surveyed the cold dark waters of the Thames.



Ant shook his head in disbelief. How could this kid be so gorgeously hot one minute and yet so completely distant and frigid the next? He was a total mystery and one that Ant was determined to unravel.



Are you hungry? he wanted to know. Only I though I could cook us dinner tonight. I hope you like pasta?



Beneath him Rayne sucked steadily on the crumpled cigarette between his fingers then removed it from his mouth and seemed to contemplate it for a moment as if it might answer the question for him. He breathed out the words in a wreath of smoke.



Very domestic all of a sudden aren t we?



Ant experienced a little twinge of irritation. What was it with young people these days first the girl in the shop and now Rayne Wilde? They were so bloody antagonistic.



I have to eat even if you don t. If it were down to me I d just put a steak on the grill pan and be done with it but madam won t eat that will she? Oh no!



That had some effect. Rayne looked up at him again somewhat quizzically. His pale face was almost girlish beneath the tumble of blond-tipped fringe framed in that soft woollen throw. All Ant could suddenly think about was the way those full bloodless lips felt wrapped around the shaft of his cock. He got another hard on right away and pushed his hands into his coat pockets drawing them together over the offending protuberance. It simply refused to stay dormant this morning. The boy frowned slightly though probably not at the bulge in his pants as he had not taken his eyes off Ant s face. He looked slightly perplexed as though the outburst had come as a surprise to him.



Pasta s fine he said at last with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked away.



Ant was about to give up on him and go back inside. It was still bloody cold up here even with his coat on but he glanced back once as he made his careful way towards the hatch.



I am worried about you you know he told the youngster. It s not just the sex. If you regret it…



I don t Rayne said before he could finish the sentence. I don t regret it all right?



He sucked the life out of his roll-up and flicked the dying embers away into the cold grey river as he pushed himself to his feet. Ant wondered if he imagined the darkness that he felt gather around the boy in that moment.



What day is it? Rayne asked bluntly as Ant was making toast in the galley. The younger man had shed his woollen wrap and was pacing the small living area in tight artfully torn bleached blue jeans and a skinny-fit black tee shirt. His sneakers squeaked on the polished wood of the floor as he turned on every fourth step.



I wish you d sit still Ant said with a shake of his head. It s Friday all right. The day after Thursday when we spent all day screwing which was the day after Wednesday the day I fished you out of the fucking snow and saved your life. Will you cool it for a couple of hours?



Again Rayne stared at him with the unfocussed expression of a creature ripped from its natural environment and thrown to the lions. He took a quick breath then another. Ant recalled what he had admitted the other day about his drug use and was the first to look away. The hunger in his eyes was not for food or for sex or even affection. He wanted his fix.



Sit down Ant told him forcing himself to be calm. You need to eat. I don t care what you think. I m not gonna let you starve yourself…



I think I ve got a gig tonight! Rayne interrupted him clearly having listened to none of this.



Ant risked a glance but the boy was tearing through the contents of his guitar case now swearing under his breath. The other man blinked wondering if he had completely misread the last half-hour.



Rayne was swearing softly flicking through the notebook that contained his random smut as he hunted down the information he so obviously needed. At last his frantic fingers stilled and he poked at the page in front of him. Tonight! We ve got a gig at the fuckin Falcon tonight !



That… that s good isn t it? Ant ventured wary of the potential backlash. He buttered the toast vigorously and grated some of the soft yellow cheddar over it before tucking it back under the grill.



I ve not practised! I ve nothing to wear ! All my stuff s back at… He ran out of words and huffed rapidly shaking his head.



Then we ll go and get it after breakfast Ant said rationally.



Did you not fuckin listen to me at all yesterday? Rayne shrilled metaphorically climbing the walls. If I go back there he s gonna rip my fuckin bollocks off!



Then we ll go out this afternoon and get you something else to wear Ant countered managing to keep his voice calm and quiet. It s no big deal Rayne.



The boy blinked at him rapidly then turned away. Ant was on the verge of going to him but he looked back suddenly naked bewilderment in his eyes his voice curious and less agitated. Why?



I m not on the poverty line. I can afford to buy you something decent I m sure. The aroma of singed cheddar teased his nostrils and he rescued the grill tray glad of the distraction. Rayne s expression was somewhere between frightened puppy and potential cock whore . He knew the kid was not naГЇve. His next question was half expected.



What do I have to do for that ?



Ant took a deep breath. Nothing… if you really don t want to. Look… He risked a glance. Rayne was staring at him incredulously. You were nice enough to me last night. I thought you were enjoying it. If you weren t …



I… Rayne interrupted him then could not speak for a moment. I…



Come and sit down Ant told him. Have something to eat and let me look after you. God knows you need someone to look after you.



The boy bristled for a few seconds clearly offended by this implication but the smell of hot food finally won him over. As Ant put out two plates on the table and set the larger dish of Rarebit between them he seemed to deflate and came quietly to heel. He ate in silence eyed lowered like a ravenous animal. Ant made three helpings and he scarfed his share down every time and most of Ant s third ration too.



Good? the older man asked gently at last as he was licking his fingers still huffing softly under his breath.



A nod was his only answer. Rayne s tangled hair screened his face shut away his feelings.



It s been a while since anyone took proper care of you hasn t it? Ant suggested carefully.



I… I don t need it his guest stated in a defensive tone. He lifted his head now glaring back at Ant through the cascade of his bi-tonal forelock. I can look after myself.



Yeah I can see that. Ant sighed and shook his head. What am I gonna do with you huh?



He could think of quite a few options but given the mood that Rayne was in this morning decided it might well be wiser to keep them to himself. Instead he washed the breakfast dishes and put them away. His guest made no attempt to assist with this. Whilst Ant was busy in the galley he retrieved his guitar and spent the next half hour plucking and picking at the strings making what sounded pretty much like random noise to Ant s ears.



What sort of music is that? he asked at last returning to the living area to observe Rayne s progress.



Know something about music do you? the boy sneered cynically without looking up. Then before Ant could respond It sounds all right when it s plugged in.



Ant left him to it and went for a shower.



I need to make a phone call Rayne informed him when he stepped out of the bathroom naked. The boy had put his guitar away and now the case was propped up in the doorway.



Ahh… I was hoping we could… you know? Ant looked suggestively at him. Before I get dressed again.



The younger man s pale eyes moved dispassionately over him from his feet to his face. Later… maybe. Have you got a phone or do I need to find a box?



His host sighed wearily. There s a kiosk up near the pier. I ll walk there with you if you like.



No need. Rayne had already bounced to his feet and was rattling the loose change in his pocket speculatively as he headed for the door. He grabbed the guitar case and threw it across one skinny shoulder then vanished up the steps onto the deck before Ant could even call him back.



He had pulled on some trousers and a warmer shirt and come back to the kitchen to look for some mints stashed in his coat pocket before he discovered that his wallet was missing.



Swearing under his breath Ant raced back along the embankment towards Greenwich Pier hoping desperately that Rayne was serious about making that phone call. He was cursing his own naivete as much as Rayne Wylde s name. The boy had not glossed over his background and still Ant had trusted him maybe because he wanted to prove himself wrong above all. He wanted to believe that Rayne was redeemable even if it was just for the sake of his own libido. Their incessant lovemaking yesterday had been out of this world. Ant refused to accept that it had just been Rayne s way of getting under his skin softening him up.



Soft he certainly had not been. In fact he could not remember a lover who had kept him hard and satisfied for so long.



There was a queue of people waiting to use the telephone booths on the pier and none of them remotely resembled Rayne. Ant leaned on the railings and looked frantically up and down the embankment for a fleeting glimpse of that blond-tipped sable fringe fluttering in the watery June sunlight. It was all in vain. Rayne Wylde had vanished completely.



He contemplated ringing the police and his credit card company to report the theft of his wallet. At least they might track him down if he tried to use the card. Ant trudged towards the foot tunnel instead. The idea of confronting his sexy lover in a prison cell confined and restless at the mercy of his horny uniformed gaolers caused a stirring in his trouser crotch but he could not do it. He would find the little bitch and punish him personally.



THE SEARCH:



Enquiries made on the other side of the river led Ant relentlessly towards Camden. He stopped in at the bank on the way there told them he d mislaid his wallet and by showing ID managed to obtain at least enough money to tide him over until he was able to recover his cards. Luckily he was always able to recall his bank account number and the pretty buxom cashier there knew his face since he had chatted her up on plenty of previous occasions. It was she who informed him of the whereabouts of the Falcon. He thanked her and promised to take her for a drink in return which she diplomatically did not decline.



Why can t I always fall for nice girls like that? he grumbled to himself as he headed for the tube station at Whitechapel. Of course he knew the answer before he even thought the question. Girls like that would never do the kind of things that he had been up to with Rayne on the boat last night.



He spent the day drifting in and out of pubs and shops in the Camden Lock area one eye always open for the distinctive sight of blond on black hair and the flash of a fierce preoccupied lime-green gaze across a crowded street. He wished that he had managed to get some of the photographs printed so that he could at least ask if anyone had seen the boy he was searching for.



Shortly after lunch he found the Falcon pub tucked away on Royal College Street which looked closed until he tried the door and tumbled into the smoky darkness of the snug. Beyond this realm of all day drinkers was another section with a small dance floor and a stage. He located the bar and ordered a pint of lager only realising when he came to make enquiries that he had never asked the name of Rayne s band.



The bartender who looked even younger than Rayne Wylde was busy wiping pint glasses with a dirty looking rag. He never met Ant s eyes and hid away behind a tumble of greasy mouse-brown hair as the older man asked if there was live music tonight.



Couple a bands on yeah he responded without pausing between words so that it sounded like a bizarre new language.



You seen any of them before? Are they any good? Ant persisted handing him a tenner in exchange for his lukewarm pint.



The youth shrugged. Dunno.



You haven t seen one of their guitarists in here have you? Little guy really skinny green eyes and black hair with… He broke off as the young man lifted his head catching a glint of a sceptical stare behind his forelock. He was appraised for a moment then the bartender rummaged for a fiver and handed over his change.



Nobody like that nah he muttered returning to his glass polishing duties.



Ant considered pressing the issue but the deliberate evasion suggested to him that he would be better off just biding his time and staking the place out. If Rayne had not been lying about the show then at some point he was going to have to turn up. He found a quiet corner free of career drinkers and a discarded newspaper settling down behind it with his pint.



Posters on the wall by the doorway informed him that there were three groups playing tonight. One of them was called Pantylicker which amused him. Also on the bill were Adolescent Sex and The Spangles. It was billed as a Nite of Manacal Punk Mayhem and Ant was already pretty sure that had nothing to do with BDSM.



At about five thirty by which time Ant was already on to his third pint and was beginning to wonder if Rayne had just made the whole thing up a bunch of youngsters in scruffy denims and baggy sweaters rolled into the Falcon. From their inane conversation and scarecrow clothes he quickly deduced that they were students but as other ragbag misfits began to file into the venue in twos and threes a social pecking order was quickly established. One little group had formed around a couple of girls in heavy black eyeliner and short mesh skirts mainly younger plainer looking females but one or two skinny boys in make-up as well.



A separate slightly older crowd had begun to congregate at the bar in original punk attire complete with safety pins. They wore their hair in many colours and severely gelled spikes. Even the women among them looked tough. One was wearing a tee shirt with Lick my Box Bitch sprayed across the chest. Her blue jeans were so tight that he could see the outline of her pussy lips against the snug material.



Two young men with longer hair one of whom was carrying a guitar hurried in and looked around hopefully before taking a place at the other end of the bar from the punk crowd. The guy with the case was tall and blond haired dressed in dark baggy jeans and a striped multi-coloured top. His mane hung down into his eyes and he shook it away from his face almost constantly. The smaller of the pair was wearing suit pants and an open necked ladies blouse in pale lilac. His dark brown hair was cut into a shaggy bob and he was wearing eyeliner and lipgloss. From time to time he ran back to the front door as if he was looking out for someone.

Ant decided to keep tabs on him and his judgement was soon rewarded when he returned from one of his scouting trips with a sassy-looking young woman in tow. She was neither tall nor short with close-cropped shiny black hair and a dangerously lean physique that curved in all the right places. Appreciatively Ant watched her pert little cheeks strain against the tight PVC mini skirt she was just about wearing. Her lacy white top was almost too baggy to stay on her shoulders and revealed a daring peek of black mesh bra each time she bent or turned to listen to someone. Her companion had to shout now to make himself heard over the swelling crowd of evening drinkers.



A few awkward looking suits were in there having a quick pint after work but the crowd was mainly kids laughing and talking and comparing outfits. Ant had just decided that he might stay and see if the sexy girl was in one of the bands (if so his evening had not been wasted even if Rayne did not show) when the door opened again. Two more people tumbled in struggling with a huge black instrument case. The fellow with his back to the room was stocky and shaven-headed struggling to keep hold of the container. The one behind the box was completely obscured by it and it was not until they were fighting their way through the crowds into the back room of the pub that Ant saw the familiar flash of blond fringe.



He felt his heart quicken instantly. Rayne had changed since this morning. He was wearing a fitted shirt of some very fine black gauzy material and dark suit pants that hugged his hips but flapped loosely around his knees and ankles as he moved. A silver chain with a dangling pendant of painted flowers hung around his neck in the open V of his shirt and his eyelids and lips shimmered with make-up. The effect was even more fetchingly androgynous than before. Someone had applied careful foundation to cover the bruise on his cheek and his dark hair had been gelled back and now fell in two thick waves down either side of his pretty face framing it like a little white heart.



Ant was tempted to go straight to him but the logistics of such a manoeuvre were an absolute nightmare. The bar was between him and the back room and the crowd was getting steadily thicker. To add to his problem other musicians were already dropping back to the stage area and locating their equipment tuning up inaudibly beyond the steady rumble of the audience and the pub s jukebox (which was playing a track that sounded like a bunch of hysterical schoolgirls screaming and vomiting simultaneously). Through the melee he saw Rayne unzip his guitar case and sling the strap of the battered black bass over his head and one slender shoulder. The small dark haired lad who had been watching the door now joined him and started screwing together a number of pieces of chrome-plated keyboard stand. He and Rayne were laughing together whilst the skinhead guy and two of the punks from the bar began to assemble the drum-kit behind them.



At the bar the black haired girl in the short skirt was talking to the blond man Ant had seen with Rayne s companion earlier. Another fellow who looked nothing like the musicians or the mainly student crowd in here had joined them. He was taller than either of them and wore an expensive looking grey suit that fitted him perfectly. His fair hair was short and immaculate with a little quiff of pale fringe that lay smoothly over his forehead. Unlike most of the people in the Falcon tonight he did not look particularly pleased to be here and kept checking his watch impatiently.



Ant was distracted from his people-watching by the crackle of noise coming over the amplifier at the back of the room. A number of students collected their drinks and came to sit or stand around the few tables scattered at the edge of the dance-floor. The jukebox was turned down and the sound-check began in earnest. Rayne had disappeared and now Ant could see a glimmer of light from a doorway to the left of the stage area. He nudged his way through the crowd towards it and slipped through only to be stopped by the guy with the shaved head.



Oi… performers and entourage only mate the guy said gruffly but not offensively.



I m a friend of Rayne s I need to have a word with him Ant explained at once praying that the boy had not made up his name as well. It ll only take a minute.



What s yer name? The skinhead was still eyeing him distrustfully. Ant thought he was being a tad over protective of a little known pub band guitarist but volunteered his credentials reluctantly and was told to wait.



As soon as the guy disappeared around the bend in the stairs Ant followed quietly. He heard voices behind another door to the right and pushed it open just as Rayne jumped to his feet face pale as milk. As his wide-eyed guilty stare met Ant s admonishing eyes the older man thought he saw a flash of anxiety there but something else too something that looked like relief. He was perplexed but not for long.



Christ Ant! I thought you were Johnno! Rayne was shaking his head visibly scared but also clearly grateful.



I tried to tell you the other man was insisting now. I told him stay put .



Fine bouncer you make! the lad was laughing weakly.



I m here to drum not act as your fuckin bodyguard! The skin gave him a quick friendly shove. I m gonna go back down and make sure everything s proper. Don t be long or Princess ll get er knickers in a twist!



She isn t wearin any! Rayne teased as he vanished through the doorway again. His face grew automatically more serious as he and Ant were left alone. What you doin ere? You frightened me alf to death.



You re a smart kid why don t you tell me Ant folded his arms solemnly across his chest suppressing a smile at the astounded expression on his lover s face. When Rayne did not make excuses right away he added Come on hand it over.



What you on about? The lad half turned away now fumbling in his little backpack for a cigarette.



You know damned well what. Give me my wallet Rayne. I wasn t born yesterday.



Oh… he exhaled a little plume of smoke. That ! I thought you said I could get some more clothes. If you were gonna get all pissy with me…



I said I d buy you more stuff not that I d let you run riot with my cards. Ant heaved a sigh. I trusted you Rayne and you ripped me off. Is this how you generally repay people that help you out?



The boy did not look at him but he rummaged more determinedly in the bag the cigarette filter clenched between his teeth and yanked out Ant s wallet slapping it down on the table between them. Then he pulled on his smoke and turned away muttering Oh take your fuckin cards. Take them and fuck off!



Ant flicked through the pockets quickly. The cards were all there. I had about forty quid in here he pointed out as he slipped it back into his jacket.



I m gonna pay you back Rayne said without looking around. His tone had mellowed but was still quite terse. I m just a bit short right now okay?



Ant shook his head slowly glad that he had never been gullible enough to have children. He wondered where Rayne Wylde s remaining family were and whether they knew what he was up to or even cared. He pretended to be a tough little cookie but Ant had already figured that this was just an act. He had seen Rayne vulnerable and he still could not convince himself that the boy s behaviour the other day had been all for show.



The boy looked back at him suddenly a small serious frown narrowing his luminous eyes. He touched the filter to his lips but did not draw on it.



I will give you the money Ant he declared ardently. I promise. You re not a bad bloke right but I screwed you over and you re better off forgetting you met me.



How much did you spend? the older man asked ignoring this.



Rayne managed a slight shrug avoiding Ant s eyes. bout three undred pounds.



It looks good on you Ant said with a weak smile.



That s not all. Those green eyes flickered back up to his expectant face defiantly. We bought some coke with the cash. Jelica s got it. We were gonna do the rest together before we went on. Give us a bit of an extra buzz you know?



Why tell me? Ant pushed his hands into his pockets.



Rayne stared at him for a moment not quite accepting the logic of this enquiry. He studied Ant s face as if he was a puzzle something to be deciphered.



Why not? the boy muttered at last. Let you know what sort of a cunt I am then maybe you ll piss off out of it and not get urt no more.



Ant stepped forward cupping his face before he had time to step away. He lifted Rayne s mouth to his own and kissed him very softly on his full glossy lips. The young man tasted of nicotine and pussy juices. Now Ant smiled knowingly as he drew back.



Did you fuck her after you bought the coke?



Dirty bastard! Rayne exhaled with a little sneer. He was already heading for the door. What do you think?



I think I m not the only dirty bastard in here.



For a moment their eyes met again and Rayne surveyed him knowingly. Then he winked and was gone down the stairs.



WARMING UP:



He did not ask Ant to stay but it was virtually impossible to get to the bar let alone back to the front door by now. A sizeable crowd had gathered on the dancefloor and the two young ladies in eyeliner were tinkering with synths and a drum machine. He swept the room and located Rayne Wylde sitting with the black haired girl at a table by the stage. He was behind her and his arms were looped around her shoulders. From time to time he bent his head to speak into her ear and she laughed or looked up at him knowingly. Then the blond man in the suit appeared and they parted like oil and water the girl flirting with Mr Suit and Rayne drifting back towards the bar with a hard little scowl on his face.



Ant managed to waylay him there and Rayne looked quite surprised that he had elected to stay.



I wanted to see you in action Ant grinned.



Thought you d already seen all the action you were after Rayne flashed back rather more grimly.



I m sure you ve got more to give! He let his hand rest in the small of Rayne s back as they reached the counter and the boy bellowed his order to the bartender. It felt good thinking back to last night when he had been kneeling with his cock between those smooth perky cheeks pounding away fiercely. Ant began to get another hard-on just dwelling on it. He was so engrossed that he did not even hear what Rayne was saying to him.



I said… What are you thinking? Rayne shouted to be heard above the opening squeals and shrieks of The Spangles set.



Ant leaned towards him putting his lips to Rayne s ear. I m thinking about fucking you.



Rayne leaned back slightly to look him in the eyes. He smiled with lazy incredulity. Not yet.



I want to take you upstairs and bang your tight thieving arsehole Ant insisted gulping down half of his pint emboldened by the alcohol. You look so tasty.



The black haired beauty knocked back his shot and leaned into Ant once more his breath hot and quick on the other man s cheek.



Are you hard? He asked the question directly into Ant s ear at the same time running his hand over his companion s crotch and answering his own query. Ahhh you dirty bastard! You are !



Ant eagerly squeezed and touched between his mate s legs. Disappointingly the younger man was only half-erect. He privately blamed the session with the Princess this afternoon although he wished he could have been a fly on the wall for that hot little fuck-fest.



Has she worn you out? he teased eager for details.



Not completely Rayne leaned back against the wall by the bar looking sidelong at him. He had such a knowing expression. Ant was utterly frustrated having him so close and delicious but virtually untouchable.



Who s that bloke with her? The new boyfriend?



Rayne said nothing but he pulled a sneering face and glared across the pub at his nemesis who seemed blissfully unaware of the daggers he was getting



Is he the one that punched you? Ant wanted to know. Did he give you that shiner? He doesn t look like much of a prize fighter to me.



Leave it already! Rayne instructed curtly and the topic was closed. Come on.



He caught Ant s fingers and led him weaving through the crowd towards the side door. They clattered up the stairs and tumbled through the first doorway they reached into a darkened room. The sound of grunting and panting alerted them to the fact that they were not alone.



Shut the fuckin door! someone huffed and Rayne slammed it behind him unbuttoning his pants at once and freeing his dick. In the shimmer of light that came under the door Ant saw him begin to fist his own cock rapidly.



Get your back to the door he breathed out.



Ant did as he was told and Rayne dropped to his knees deftly unfastening his trousers for him. The other man felt hot sharp breaths caress his crotch and tumble over his sensitive dick as it jumped out his open fly then Rayne s soft lips and wet tongue were kissing and stroking their expert way up the underside of his throbbing shaft from balls to tip. He wrapped the clever fingers of one hand around the base of Ant s erection and pumped it gently at first then more urgently as his tongue swirled around the older man s fat purple head. His lips parted wider and swallowed the pulsing glossy bulb lavishing attention on it as his tongue flickered back and forth underneath. Ant moaned with pleasure.



His eyes were adjusting to the gloom now and he could make out vague shapes over by the window silhouetted there one on his knees the other larger figure hunkered down behind. The smaller one was the little dark-haired keyboard player he was almost certain. His breath was coming in laboured squeaks as he took the other man s energetic thrusting. His slim bare hips were gripped tightly in powerful long-fingered hands. Ant thought he caught the glint of a wedding band on one finger. He guessed it was one of the businessmen he had clocked earlier. The Suit s shirt was undone to the breastbone and his trousers had slipped to his knees as he pumped away at the young man in front of him. The atmosphere smelled potently of musk and lube.



Rayne swallowed him deeper and deeper taking a good long mouth and throatful of cock. He nodded steadily into Ant s crotch working his lips gently up and down the thrusting wand of muscle between them and swallowing periodic gulps of pre-cum and saliva. His eyes were closed and he looked like a gorgeous cock-sucking angel praying on his knees worshipping at the altar of Ant s huge boner. The older man linked his fingers behind Rayne s head and began to fuck his mouth hard and fast. He thought he heard the youngster make an approving noise and the vibration from his palate sent little quivers of pleasure all the way back down Ant s shaft to his bollocks. Much as he ached to press his cock deep into Rayne s lovely arsehole and fuck him there he knew that he was probably going to cum in the next five seconds.



From the incoherent grunts of passion on the other side of the room he gathered that the Suit was not far off his own massive climax. He grunted and swore as he filled his young mate with spunk. Ant felt the answering surge of sexual release flood up from his groin searing through his cock and fountaining out copiously into Rayne s open mouth. From the region of his crotch he heard Rayne utter a short muffled curse. The lad stumbled to his feet coughing into his cupped hands and wiping his mouth on his shirt sleeve. Ant caught him in a bear hug groping from behind for the youngster s hard-on and wanking him vigorously.



Ohhh… ahhhhh…. Yeah! Rayne exhaled breathlessly sinking back like a lean sexy panther in his encircling arms rubbing up against him. Don t get spunk on my suit right!



He swallowed down the last traces of cum wriggling in Ant s embrace as the bigger man pulled him close tugging those soft cold arse cheeks snugly against his hot genitals. Already Ant was getting stiff again. He kissed Rayne s neck hungrily rubbing and teasing with his fingers and thumb until the lad squirted hard into his agitating hand uttering a short panting yelp of approval. Sticky heat encased his fingers and sweaty palm. Ant dry humped his bare arse enthusiastically then switched hands circling his cum-slippery fingers around the younger fellow s hole and up and down his sleek sexy crack. The other hand tugged Rayne s filmy shirt open urgently and began to pinch and twist his erect nipples as he eased the boy up against the wall in the smoky darkness.



Does she let you fuck her up the arse? Ant hissed excitedly easing two fingers into his gorgeous young mate and frigging him steadily. Do you warm her lovely tight little shitter up with your fingers while you pump that hot wet cunt then hold onto her sexy tits and fill her up the back way?



Shut up and fuck me! Rayne hissed under his breath. We re on in less than ten minutes you bastard!



On the far side of the room the other young man began to groan quietly. His lover was standing by his head now as he knelt on the floor naked from the waist down rising and falling more rapidly. Ant suddenly realised that he was servicing both of the businessmen from the bar. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he could make out one man lying on his back between the boy s legs stroking his nude thighs and bottom as Rayne s pretty bandmate rode up and down on his cock. The other was feeding him a nice big mouthful of stiff sweaty dick which he gobbled down greedily whilst stroking the guy s balls.



Turned on by the sight and the grunts of pleasure coming from the threesome Ant pressed the swelling head of his erection against Rayne s well-fingered spincter and forced it into him eagerly. His sexy young mate swore under his breath then began to buck his slim hips and pert bum back rapidly into Ant s thrusting crotch. He braced himself against the wall his quiet groans increasing in urgency and frequency as the older man tooled him and played with his nipples in the dark seedy sex-scented room. From down below the pounding thump of music in the pub was a counterpoint to their sweaty pumping and grinding. Ant could hear Rayne gasping breathlessly and the little whimpers of pleasure from his fellow musician as both young men submitted willingly to their horny mates.



On the far side of the room one of the men cried out in ecstasy and the boy groaned again more frantically. He was still sucking and swallowing the wet sounds of his slurping mouth on his lover s cock echoing the soft moist squelch of Ant s incessant hard-on rocketing in and out between Rayne s bare buttocks. From a personal point of view Ant wanted it to go on all night like this but Rayne was suddenly pulling away from him trying to wriggle off his cock. He gripped the younger man s hips tightly and urged him up hard against the door banging him furiously his cock twitching and jumping within the skinny lad s tight satisfying hole.



Come on fuck you! Do it! Rayne snarled at him struggling sexily in his grasp. Cum you bastard!



The man who had been lying on the ground was sitting up now vigorously rubbing the pretty keyboard player s stiff young cock. His standing colleague moaned with satisfaction bucked hard and moments later the sweet-faced kid jacked off in his partner s pumping hand. His bubbling cry was stifled by a good hot mouthful of spunk. Watching him Ant rammed himself into Rayne s lean beautiful body once twice… and at the third stabbing stroke he shot his load with a moan of relief feeling it spurt like a fountain from his throbbing knob-end.

Thank Christ! Rayne groaned between clenched teeth.



As soon as they were free the two young men were pulling on their clothes and hurrying out onto the landing. Ant heard their clattering footsteps receding down the stairs and realised that the thump of music had ceased beneath them. He fastened his fly and followed more sedately with barely a glance at the two fellows still dressing in the unlit room behind him. Had he known that young musicians in Camden were so easy to fuck he thought that he might well have attended more gigs.



THE GIG:



When he reached the bar area once more Rayne and his friend were already on stage. The young female singer was saying something to Rayne whose jacket and shirt were still undone to incredibly sexy effect. As he adjusted the play of his guitar strap she bent her head and licked his chest which was greeted with cheers and wolf-whistles from the crowd. Ant guessed that he had spilt cum all over his belly and bared torso and was hopefully still throbbing with sexual pleasure. As the girl strutted back towards the front of the small stage and the shaven headed drummer began to pound his instruments Rayne Wilde tossed his dark blond-tipped hair and snarled with coke and sex-fuelled arrogance at the whistling audience.



Ant watched him mesmerised as the lights went down and his long white fingers caressed the strings of the bass guitar sliding seductively up and down the long neck of the Fender like it was a lover s huge pulsing cock in his hand. He found himself enjoying the rapid staccato rhythm of the song. There were elements of reggae and hints of punk in the music and even the singer s yelping vocal style had a bold and sexy swagger. She strutted up and down the stage on her high heels stopping every so often with her hands on her hips and her legs spread so that the tiny leather mini skirt rode up her slim powerful thighs showing off a minuscule strip of black lace thong to the front row of the crowd.



She and Rayne shared the vocals on two songs one of which was a fast violent cover version of the Stranglers Hangin Around . Ant was pleasantly surprised to discover that his mate had a good voice. He sang in a sexy husky teasing style darting challenging stares at the raucous mob in front of the stage who threw condoms and blotters at him in retaliation. Mid track he picked one of the little tabs of acid up and put it on his tongue whisking it seductively into his mouth. The singer Jeli was wiggling her hips and arse at him shimmying low so that the loose neckline of her top slipped down and exposed the cups of her black mesh bra. Her nipples poked through the holes in the netting and Ant imagined his lover sucking on those perky little titties as he banged her. The idea of it got him rock hard. She looked about nineteen and very very sexy.



At one point she got down on her knees and pretended to suck his dick which the audience went wild for. Rayne made a great show of hiding her face behind the body of his bass guitar but resting his left hand on the back of her head and rocking his hips back and forth theatrically. Ant s hand slipped into his trouser pocket and he rubbed his cock discreetly.



We are Adolescent Sex! she yelled at the crowd before the final number. You get us very horny. We hope we get you horny too!



Ant found himself bellowing agreement along with a number of young men and a few girls in the audience as well. The band ripped into a song that Jeli said was called Wild Women . In as far as Ant could tell it was about anal sex it had a pounding refrain that sounded like …shakin like a crack whore comin in the back door… . His cock was starting to leak in his pocket by the time they left the stage and the lights came back up. He felt numb and deafened and his boner was demanding attention so he slipped back up the stairs to the little room where he and Rayne had argued.



PARTY HARD:



There were a number of people already there members of the three bands and their friends. He slipped into the room unobtrusively but quickly deduced that Rayne and Jeli were missing from the assembly. Still feeling pumped up and randy he went back down the passage to the little storeroom where he and Rayne had fucked before the gig. Slipping into the familiar darkness he shut the door and unzipped his pants for a quick wank but as his hand began to slide pleasurably up and down his hot throbbing cock he heard a giggle and then a familiar breathless panting sound.



As his eyes adjusted to the dark he made out two pale shapes on the floor beneath the window. Jeli lay on her back with her legs raised and her knees over Rayne s shoulders. She was topless her baggy sweater and bra discarded the PVC mini skirt a dark stripe across her hips. His pants were around his knees and he was holding her slim thighs pumping himself in and out of her cunt with fast urgent strokes. He had not even bothered to pull down her knickers the crotch of her tiny thong was pushed aside to admit his erect cock.



Ant watched breathlessly pumping his meat in one hot hand as his young friend slammed into her over and over. Jeli was humping her pussy against him running her hands over her small firm naked breasts and down between her legs as he fucked her. Rayne s eyes were closed and his teeth were clenched lips drawn back from them in an animal snarl of satisfaction. They must have run up here to fuck as soon as they got off stage Ant thought jerking himself eagerly as he imagined them tumbling through the doorway and falling to the floor Jeli struggling to unfasten his pants as he ripped off her top and bra and sucked greedily on her stiff sexy nipples tugging the damp lace free of her hot wet cunt whilst her hand reached for his hard young tool and steered it towards that dripping hole.



Her tiny pert breasts heaved and she uttered a little keening noise as he undulated like a serpent between her legs. Ant watched her fingertip flicker back and forth over her clit as he fucked her and kept pounding until her whining became a long low insistent growl. Jeli s slim sexy body was shuddering fiercely rising up off the floor bucking and thrashing as she began to cum hard. When the spasms died down and her cries dulled to a steady moan of need he slowly pulled out and bent over her lifting her pussy to his face. Ant came closer dropping to his knees beside the couple and Jeli s huge bright eyes flickered to meet his all pupil. She did not seem dismayed to discover that they had been watched.



Rayne paid him no heed at all. His face was buried in her juicy muff and Ant could hear him licking and sucking greedily on her wet well-fucked hole. His fingers slithered into her cunt and anus frigging her quickly and skilfully until her moans grew more desperate. She wrapped her thighs around his neck and rubbed her pussy in his face encouraging him to keep eating her. Her spike heels scored his naked back but he did not seem to mind. This close Ant could see that her sex was waxed completely bare.



She reached out a hand and stroked his cock and Ant sighed with pleasure. His groping fingers moved to her perky little tits and big dark nipples. Eagerly he fondled and squeezed them as she played with his penis then turned her head and drew him into her mouth. He ran his fingers through her close cropped black hair as her full rouged lips teased his cock. Ant felt her tongue slither up and down the underside of his erection soft and wet and utterly seductive. With the other hand he carried on caressing her tits pinching and twisting her nipples until she moaned more loudly and her body shuddered a second time submitting to a fresh bloom of sexual ecstasy.



Now Rayne looked up at him only mildly irritated. As he lowered Jeli s twitching body to the floor again she turned so that she could nuzzle Ant s crotch and swallow more of his lovely big cock. The younger man spread her legs and lifted her onto her hands and knees rubbing his face between her buttocks. His tongue began to work up and down her slit and her arse crack and Jeli nodded her head approvingly swallowing all nine inches of Ant s erect prick into her mouth and throat. Ant bucked slowly against her fucking her pretty face steadily at first then more enthusiastically as Rayne s tongue wormed into her arsehole his fingers tangled in the lace of her thong stretching it over one smooth creamy buttock. She made an affirmative sounding noise and nodded harder. Ant tooled her mouth correspondingly faster watching Rayne rise to his knees behind her.



The young man s cock was hard and leaking a constant flow of cum. He took it in one hand and rubbed it slowly between Jeli s legs dipping his bell end teasingly into her slit and pulling it out again. She groaned with frustration reaching back for his tool and he pushed her hands away with a sly smile. Ant caught her hands and held them smiling too as Rayne tormented her with his cock. He looked so lithe and sexy nudging his beautiful prick an inch or so into her then stopping and pulling out until she was frantic to be screwed.



Ant moved her hands to his hips and held them there kneeling up so that she was forced to kneel up too bucking his sex in and out of her mouth. Rayne winked at him and parted her smooth pale cheeks nudging his cock head against her spittle-lubed anus. He felt the girl resist and try to pull away but kept her on her knees between them watching eagerly as the young guitarist eased his hard sex into her arsehole and began to thrust slowly. His eyes closed again as he got his prick further and further into her and began to fuck harder.



Ant bucked more eagerly between her lips. He could feel how desperate she was to get a hand between her legs and play with her clit but he restrained her until he could watch whilst she masturbated. Thinking of her playing with herself whilst she was sodomised sent a tingle of pleasure from his loins and his thrusting prick jumped on her tongue pumping a flood of hot spunk into her mouth. To his satisfaction she swallowed his cum down like a seasoned pro and kept on sucking until he could be sure that he was not about to lose his hard-on.



Now he pulled his prick from her mouth and she panted with pleasure but moaned You bastards!



You know you love it you dirty slut Ant told her excitedly. He was rubbing his cock between her gorgeous tiny tits. She wrapped her hand around his shaft stroking the head of his prick over her nipples and coating them in pre-cum then kissing and licking it. He sighed with satisfaction. Rayne does her new boyfriend never fuck her? She s hornier than a bitch on heat. Though… he added with a grin as she knelt up and straddled his thighs …you make a good pair in that respect. Neither of you can get enough cock can you?



What do you mean by that? Jeli huffed as Ant eased his big prick between her legs and nudged it into the willing wetness of her pussy. Rayne had stilled his thrusting and leaned against her naked back stroking her arse with his cock berthed deep in her rectum whilst Ant entered his randy ex-girlfriend and began to stoke her cunt rhythmically. He bent his head to lick and suck her tits as he pulsed inside her loving the way her warm wet hole clung to him and milked his boner.



What I said he told her grinning broadly. I bet he hasn t told you how I spent most of yesterday up his tight arse has he? Little Rayne just loves to get ram-raided. He was moaning and begging for it like a real slut. And again tonight just before you went on stage guess who had a nice big bone fucking away in his sexy flute?



Jeli shook her head trying to look over her shoulder at Rayne who had the decency to appear somewhat embarrassed. You said last week that you didn t do men any more!



Not often he mumbled pushing himself deeper into her.



Ant could feel his prick moving slowly in and out separated from Ant s erect sex by the thinnest wall of muscle. He began to thrust again aroused by the proximity of his lover s manhood so close to his own. Rayne pulsed more urgently in response and Jeli moaned again resting her hands on Ant s shoulders and riding up and down on them both eagerly. Within minutes they were all fucking hard. Ant had his tongue in Jeli s mouth to keep her from screaming with pleasure as he and Rayne satisfied her simultaneously. His hands were cupped around her breasts and Rayne was tickling her clit as they both pounded her. She shrieked like a train coming in as she reached climax again.



Once she had recovered she pulled on her clothes and hurried off in search of her boyfriend Jake leaving Rayne (who had reached orgasm) exhausted and Ant (who had not) somewhat bemused by the incident. Rayne was stark naked by this time and he sprawled on top of Ant in the darkened store-room kissing him lazily until Ant s warm hands spread his legs and urged him astride the older man s still-erect penis. He did not resist and Ant eased into him slowly on the floor Rayne straddling him and sliding up and down on his cock as Ant humped up into him. As he began to recover his energy he pulled Rayne down into his arms and rolled the boy onto his back fucking him harder and faster as the sound of Pantylicker rattled the floorboards beneath them. Each stab of his cock drove a little huff of sound from Rayne s soft full sexy lips.



Does that feel good?



Rayne nodded and made a small affirmative noise. He looked worn out and thoroughly delicious. Ant loved the tightness of his sexy young hole and the thought that just half an hour ago most of the youngsters downstairs in the pub had watched this hot tasty little number up on stage and wanted to fuck or be fucked by him no doubt. And here he was with his twitching leaking rod buried in Rayne s hole ramming the arse off a sexy naked boy fifteen years his junior to a hardcore punk soundtrack. He pulsed eagerly between Rayne s legs so turned on by the hot dirty satisfying feel of his lover s tight anus that he quickly emptied his aching balls into it. Under him Rayne Wilde writhed and groaned on the linoleum-covered floor turning his head from side to side as little whimpers of pleasure and arousal escaped his soft sensuous mouth. Ant licked his throat and sucked his nipples turned on by his moans of ecstasy. Rayne s hands fluttered like feathers down his sweaty back and over his buttocks pulling the older man against him.



Ant kept his cock in the boy and pulsed slowly reaching full throbbing stiffness again in no time. He felt Rayne s slender legs hook up around his midriff and he began to drive himself in and out of the younger man s sexy vulnerable hole. His lover was slippery with spilt cum relaxed and horny enough to submit to fast hard violation. Ant huffed and grunted hungrily jacking his pulsing sex in and out of that snug satisfying orifice between Rayne s creamy white cheeks. His hot hands gripped the lad s bum and he crouched over his dirty young mate pulling the boy fiercely onto his dick with every thrust burying himself deeper deeper… Rayne threw his head back and cried out with uncontrolled need sliding a hand between his raised wide-spread thighs and rubbing his own erection rapidly.



OhOhOhGod! Fuck me! Fuck me! he keened through clenched teeth. So good! So hard! So fuckin …. Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!



His slender body jerked upward and he began to quiver violently sending spasms of pleasure through his lover s big hard cock and heavy balls. Ant rammed himself home deep and hard one final time as Rayne s cum splashed his bare belly. He was conscious of the door opening to his right but he clung to Rayne keeping his aching cock buried inside the younger man until the last searing drop of his seed had been pumped into his lover s twitching arsehole.



He collapsed onto his delicious slut with a long groan of satisfaction still breathing hard into his ear. When the boy began to push against him urgently he initially presumed that Rayne was already up for more sex. Unable to believe his luck he hauled himself to his knees and was thus a little surprised when the youngster wriggled away from him struggling to get to his feet his wide-eyed gaze fixed on the doorway.



The light flickered on as he struggled with his clothing. When he had stopped blinking Ant followed his lover s stare. Leaning against the doorframe watching them with an expression of cruel amusement on his craggy face was a tall lean stranger with long untidy black hair and a roll up in the corner of his mouth. He wore a shabby charcoal grey suit jacket and pants over a dirty-looking red shirt and loose cream and crimson striped tie. He took a pull on the cigarette now still watching Rayne contemplatively and shook his head.



Well well… what ave we got ere? he exhaled in a plume of smoke. One little randy runaway tart still putting out for older blokes. Reckons he can put one over on Rabid John eh? Not as smart as you fink are you Raymonde?



With a start Ant realised that he was looking at his lover s notorious pimp.



TO BE CONTINUED…

Wigged twink in sexy women`s clothes sucking uncut cock, getting a-bucked and banged doggystyle

Something Unexpected Ch. 3

Ben looked at them and felt himself harden. He couldn’t believe it. Once again his body had betrayed him and he felt himself sicken. He tried to gulp in air but it wasn’t coming in quick enough. He left when he saw Dan explode into B.J.’s body. He turned around and walked as quietly as he could to his room. He felt the hardness in his pants trying to push through the tab. He was resolved not to release the pressure. Instead he walked to his bathroom. He stripped down and stepped into the shower. He turned on the cold water and let the stream beat against him. His cock throbbed and touched the swollen head. It was calling to him for release and he cradled the base in his hand. He shut his eyes and leaned against the cold tiles in the shower. He stroked the hard shaft and tried to force his imagination into seeing big breast and tight pussies instead he saw his friend slam in and out of B.J.’s ass. He gasped as his hand seemed to move on its own quick and quicker to the images flickering in his head. He his breath deepened and came out in shallow gasps as his hand tightened and worked faster. He shuddered as he came and shot out load after load of hot cum.



Dan moved off of B.J.’s still pulsating body. He removed the condom and tossed it in the near by trash can. Dan walked toward the bureau he located the handcuff key in the side of his carrying case and walked over to B.J. and un-cuffed him. “I loved that.” B.J. said as he rubbed his wrist. Then he chuckled as if a private joke occurred to him.



“What’s up?” Dan said as he pulled on his robe.



“I just realized that I hadn’t asked your name.”



Dan smiled as he realized the same thing. “Yeah that is important. It’s Dan by the way.”



“So I’ll look you up again?” He suddenly seemed shy and unsure of him self. Dan looked at him. He hated the fumbling after sex. He hated the silence and the unsure glances. He reached over and pulled B.J. closer to him and kissed him. “I’d like that.” He pulled back and let B.J. pull up his shorts and watched him leave. He tightened the sash on his robe and watched as he looked at the clock. It was eight o’clock. He hadn’t realized it was so late. He chuckled he hadn’t realized a couple of things for one he didn’t remember B.J. turning off the lawn mower or him ever being almost crazed to have anyone. He chuckled again what a day. He walked out of his bedroom and into the kitchen and took out a glass from the cabinet and walked to the icebox. Ben said it was free to him at all times and got out the milk and the fixings for a sandwich. Sex always made him ravenous. He couldn’t help but be this time he thought as he grabbed the bread from the basket. He made his sandwich and carried it to the living room so he could catch a little ESPN to see who one the big game. He stepped into the living room and dropped his glass. Ben’s appearance there had scared him. “Dude!” he said as he looked down the glass hadn’t broken but the milk had spilled into the beige carpet. “Sorry man it’s just you had scared the living shit outta me. I’ll clean this. . .”



“Are you a fucking fairy?” Ben asked softly as he looked hard at Dan’s face hoping that he would deny what he himself had seen.



Dan stared back actually looking for the first time at his friend. He wore a wife beater under shirt and black shorts. His muscles were lax but he had seen his friend react with sudden strength and speed. He looked as if he had been drinking. His eyes were red-rimmed and puffy. “I wouldn’t exactly say it like that. . .”



“Just answer the got-damned question.”



Dan stiffened but saw the hurt and betrayal in his eyes and dropped his shoulders slightly. “Yes. I’m gay.”



“How long?” Ben asked softly. “It really isn’t any of your business.” Dan said non-pulsed.



Ben kicked over the table that was by his feet as he jumped up. It crashed into the wall leaving a big hole behind. “Just answer the mother-fucking question! How long have you been this way?!” He yelled



Dan’s fists clenched and he gritted his teeth. He knew he could have walked away at any moment but he felt as if he owed his friend an explanation. “I’ve been gay for about fifteen years.”



Ben hardened his jaw. “You’ve been this way and didn’t see fit to tell me?”



Dan felt his friends despair. “Ben it’s not like that.”



Ben wasn’t going to listen to him. “You aren’t that much unpacked are you? Pack up tonight. You leave in the morning.” He turned on him and left. Dan heaved a sigh of relief and loss at the same time. He wanted Ben to know who he was but he didn’t want to hurt him this much. He also didn’t see why he was taking it so hard he was still Dan. He closed his eyes and suddenly he wasn’t hungry he didn’t want the mangled sandwich anyway. He threw the confection away and washed his hands. He walked into the room and sat on the bed. He rubbed his face and looked at the clock 8:06. What a day he thought again. He looked down at the clothes he and B.J. had thrown on the floor and stood to pick up some. He didn’t care as he stuffed them into his bags. Dan scooped up a couple of shirts and was preparing to stuff them into his carry-on when he noticed the picture he carried of Benjamin Amanda and him the day Ben got married. It was a cherished memory and he carried that photo every where. He stood. He wasn’t going to throw almost a decade of friendship away because his friend was an idiot. He was going to fight for this. He hadn’t actually run to do his resolve. Actually he sat there for about a couple of hours before he moved. He walked up the stairs and stumbled around before he actually found Ben’s room. He turned the knob and was surprised that it was opened. He pushed the heavy oak door open and stepped in. He saw Ben asleep nude on top of the covers. He wasn’t shocked that he was asleep or nude Ben always crashed early and slept in the buff to Dan’s consternation. What shocked him was the fact that he was semi-erect and Dan paused and stared longingly at the half swollen member. He shook his head and cleared his thoughts. This was a serious matter he chided himself and I won’t be distracted. He walked over and sat on the bed and touched Ben’s shoulder to wake him. When Ben crashed he slipped into a state of a comatose like slumber. Ben mumbled and turned over and Dan shook him harder. “Wake up.” he said urgently and pushed harder at his shoulder. Ben awoke shook the sleepiness away then focused on Dan then his eyes narrowed and he threw an unexpected punch that had landed on Dan’s collar bone. Dan stunned momentarily brushed off the punch and leaped on his friend. He straddled Bens’ legs and grabbed hold to one of his thrashing limbs. Ben bucked and trying to toss him off of his body but Dan had fifty pounds of raw muscle on him and four inches he wasn’t going to move.



Ben was in a state of panic and pushed his hips up again and tried to dislodge him. Dan grabbed his other hand secured both arms over his head and shouted into his face “Quite moving you ass. Calm down. We have to talk so you can get some things understood.”



Ben bucked again and Dan pressed his hips down to keep Bens’ still. He still had his hands secured and looked down and scowled at his best friend. “We have to talk this out ” he gritted through his teeth. “If you weren’t such an asshole we wouldn’t be in this position.”



Ben twisted to the side and for a second both his and Dan’s groins were pressed tightly together and Dan felt the steel-like hardness of his arousal. “Holy fuck.” Dan whispered “You’re getting turned on by this.”



In Dan’s shock he slackened his hold on Ben’s arms Ben wriggled free and socked him good in the jaw. Dan wasn’t left unfazed and the punch knocked him off of Ben. He landed on the floor with a heavy thud. He set up and fingered his jaw gingerly. “You know for a puny white guy you throw a pretty good right.” He said smiling he new at six feet and 190 Ben was not puny. He also knew that he himself was as white as the driven snow. Dan looked up to see Ben sitting on the side of the bed. He had his legs braced apart and his elbows on his knees and his face buried in his hands. Dan wasn’t sure but he heard the unmistakable sounds of sobbing coming from his friend. He got up and sat on the bed and next to him. “I don’t want to be gay.” Was what he said but the muffled words that came out were “I wanna be Faye.”



Acting on instinct alone Dan reached out and hugged his friend closer to him he knew how some one felt when denying the truth. He had done it for years before he accepted what he was. “Shush ” he crooned it will be all right. Ben moved his hands and gave him a steely eyed glance that wasn’t worth shit to a man who was just crying. “No you don’t know if I still love pussy so much then why do I want you?” Both of them jumped when he leaned in and kissed Dan on the lips. Ben sucked in a deep breath and looked at his friend. Dan smiled at him and brought him closer to his lips and kissed him. He opened his mouth and let Ben’s tongue slide in. Ben was exited as he slid his tongue in and out of his mouth. His hands grew bolder and he slipped off robe Dan was wearing.



His hands slipped the hard firm surface of Dan’s chest. Dan closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. He reached out and stroked Ben’s dick loving the feeling of it tensing up and he quickened the strokes. He stoked from the base up and Ben fell back onto the bed. He let his friend explore his length. He gave out a short mangled scream when he felts Dan take him into his mouth. His dick felt as if it was surrounded by hottest wet mouth ever created. His eyes closed he gave himself over to the mouth working his john like an expert. Dan sucked his whole eight inches into his mouth and seemed to want to keep going his nose buried into the deep thatch of pubic hair. Dan’s head bobbed up and down as he pulled his dick deeper. He pulled the long shaft out of his mouth and sucked and licked down to his balls. Ben tensed as he felt a finger touch him were his balls separated and dick connected. He arched his back pressing his groin into his face and decided that he liked that. Dan lifted the heavy weight of his balls in his hand and squeezed the weight. He sucked the salty mass into his mouth and heard Ben let out a harsh groan. He suckled them deeply and he jiggled them around in his mouth. He tightened his hand slightly around his cock. He stroked all the way up to the tip and touched the head were a huge amount of pre-cum was dripping with the pad of his thumb. He spread the sweet smelling mass around the head and down the long smooth pole. He his hand glided back down and up and he felt the balls in his mouth tighten. He heard Ben’s gurgled shout and released his balls with and audible pop. His mouth settled back on the head of his cock and he sucked it into his mouth. He looked down at the swollen mass and felt the blunt head and tasted the pre cum. He felt Ben’s hands on his head trying to force him down and he used a trick of B.J.’s and refused to move. One hand stayed on the bed keeping him up and the other was at the base of his pole jerking him off. Dan kept up his deliberate pace felt Ben erupt into his mouth. Dan slurped down all that he could but some dribbled down his chin and onto Ben’s balls. Still he sucked and slurped until he felt that Ben had no more. He pulled his dick out and noticed that Ben was still hard. He looked at him questioningly. Ben’s chest heaved as he sucked in lungful after lungful of air after that violent orgasm. “I never . . . get . . . my rocks off . . . after my first cum.”



He was too weak to move Dan though as he looked lovingly at Ben’s tanned ass. Ben followed his line of vision. “In for a penny ” he said “I want to know it all.” Dan nodded and stripped out of his boxers and ripped off his robe. He told Ben to get in the middle of the bed. As he turned over into the doggy style position Dan shook his head and grabbed his hips and flipped him over. “I want to do this face to face.” He looked over to the bureau and saw a bottle of baby oil. He walked over and grabbed it and dabbled a few drops on his straining cock. He rubbed it down the pole and he saw his dick strain and touch his stomach. He knew better then to test his luck. He smiled darkly. I might come as soon as I enter that tight ass. He walked over to the bed and told Ben to open his legs. Ben obliged and watched as Dan rubbed the oil on his two fingers. He felt his warm hands on his ass and open the firm cheeks. He groaned as felt the oil on his hole and felt insertion of two broad fingers. He closed his eyes at the semisweet pain in his ass. He felt Dan press down on his bowels and he moaned. Ben felt the gentle pummeling and arched. He didn’t know if he liked this or not still he had to ride it through.. He felt Dan drive a third finger in and stretch him. God this was starting to feel so good.



Dan looked at his friend as he closed his eyes in ecstasy. He removed his finger and placed the broad head of his cock at Ben’s virgin entrance. He had stretched him enough for his head and pushed the head inside. He closed his eyes against the tightness and fought the urge to sink in. He pushed inside slowly stretching him until he was fully embedded.



Ben had never felt anything like this pain/pleasure that Dan was giving him. He swallowed his scream and tightened his ass as if to push against the pain. Dan had never been in anything as tight as his virgin ass. He pulled out and then glided in deeper. He felt Ben’s hard cock pressed against his stomach and he pushed in deeper. He moved in and out not caring if he hurt him or not mindless to all except cumming inside his Ben’s tight ass.



Ben grunted as the pain began to ebb and the pleasure took its place. He wrapped his legs around Dan’s hips and met his thrusts head on. He moved his hips pushing Dan inside deeper and deeper. He took his dick in his hand and rubbed the hard on until he was close to cumming. He felt Dan still and explode deep within him. He liked the feel of warm cum filling him and he exploded once again brought to an incredible orgasm by a man. After his orgasm he felt completely attuned to everything around him Dan’s sweat slick body on top of his. His thick dick jerking spasmodically in his rectum. He felt Dan grunt and pull out of him and felt empty when he removed His piece from his ass.



Dan rolled over and pulled him tight up against him and stroked his short dark hair. “How do you feel?”



Ben thought about this. “I feel good sort of energized and sleepy at once.”



Dan laughed “ I meant about having sex with men.”



Ben pondered this “I still like the feel of a tight pussy although this is good.”



Dan nodded and stretched he could accept that.



“Although this does leave me knowing one thing.”



“And what’s that?” Dan asked genuinely curious.



Ben smiled as he stroked Dan’s rapidly hardening cock “I’ve learned that there is much to be said about turn about.”



Dan grinned knowing tonight he wouldn’t get much sleep.



THE END.

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How It All Began

Its 1980 I have been at College near Soho London for two years every day walking the same route past the strip joints nodding at the familiar gangster here and there past the porn shops past the adult movie houses and past the gay cinemas. Every day never venturing in ay head down walking quickly to my destination. Yet every day I feel that urge that desire that tingle its just curiosity a gay cinema? I m not gay I ve got girl friend. Yes I stared at guys cocks when I was in the gym a side way glance but that s just growing up they were nice though.



Its just an urge just curiosity so today why today this afternoon do I walk past and stop and walk past again that tingles growing and that s not all. For 15 minutes I keep passing the cinema its just curiosity. The urge takes over I look both ways nobody must see me go in its just curiosity you see.



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The woman at the booth she must be 50 just smiles and takes my money no concern that at 20 I am under age for entry but that s Soho isn t it for some 20 is ancient for me I am just being curious.



Entering the cinema its dark all I can see is a screen two guys caressing and kissing I cannot see the seats. As my eyes adjust to the light I see the full shabbyness of this small cinema 20 seats men with coats across their knees I feel exposed standing here but I cannot see a seat until a man gents up shuffles past his companions to the exit I want to follow what am doing here but my eyes are fixed upon the screen this young mouth sucking on this dick this gorgeous solid dick. Realising the seat is free I squeeze past the men who stay seated not willing to stand up for fear of dropping their jackets on the dirty sticky floor.



I take my seat I have no jacket don t know why every one has one on their lap its only later that I even think about it and smiling remember but here and now I am watching the screen my hardness straining in my trousers. My neighbors leg touches mine I shift over but he follows I dare not look to my side he may think I m gay. His knee presses mine I can feel his heat as I watch this dick entering an ass on the screen I cannot help letting out a deep sigh.



An arm stretches around me I freeze but am relaxed as my neck and the back of my head is stroked pushing my head slightly to see my neighbor he is older much older maybe fifty he smiles .. what should I do. I m polite and smile back. His other hand takes mine and holds. Its strange intoxicating holding hands with a stranger a man older than my father that breathing it is so heavy as I watch the on screen thrusting I realize its me my hips are moving too.



My hand is moved he holds the wrist and slips me under his jacket. I expect to feel his hardness through his pants but its flesh its hard its long. He wraps my hand around his dick as he leans over and enters my mouth with his tongue. I clench his dick and wank it swift and firm – I ve done this to myself enough times its no big deal – its not gay – the lust inside me returns his kiss our tongues explore my t-shirt lifted my nipples pinched.



I feel a hand on my thigh – a third hand but its pushed aside by my friend who feels my crutch generates a huge gyration from my hips he squeezes and knead my cock I m intoxicated a sudden powerful push from the arm around my shoulder I am confronted by his dick my lips are millimeters away I try to resist but my lust his push and in moments my lips are lasting his pre cum my tongue licking his stalk and then as my mouth opens he thrusts deep to the back of my throat my head held steady as I am forcibly deep throating – I m forced I m not gay. I smell his groin feel his pubic hair around my mouth he is relentless his hand no longer holding me but I cannot move away I bite and nibble and suck his breathing intensifies.



The hand beside me has returned but now instead of stroking its removing my trousers but my lust won t let me stop my cock is being manhandled this spurs me on with more vigour and intensity. I know from my chest down I am naked probably the youngest piece of meat that s in the cinema I am embarrassed I am ashamed I am lustful and I am sucking – but I am not gay. I feel the thrust its harder and stronger I feel the hot liquid hit the back of my throat I swallow and swallow there is some on my lips some on my chin most in my stomach he goes limp in my mouth I feel him kiss the back of my head and slip out of his chair.



But I am blinded by lust I notice but not notice him go this time I have a mouth on my cock sitting there in a t-shirt up to my neck my trousers and pants and trainers on the floor in the spillage of previous members of the audience I know I m not gay but this curiosity. The seat is occupied but no preliminaries this time roughly I am forced to take another – no kissing no stroking and I am happy I just want to taste cock I feel the pre cum from my own cock being worked into my ass – In know what he wants I saw it on the screen I know it will hurt but I m too busy sucking cock to care I hear him spit I feel his finger then fingers he s kind he works away at my ass its slowly easing while I eat this cock. As I feel him entering with what I realise in years to come is a tiny cock I feel the pain I try not to bite my head is held the entry becomes a slow and gentle rhythmic thrust the pain it eases my head returns to bobbing up and down my senses are heightened I can smell the sweat and grime from his crotch its spurs me on my hips respond to the thrusting behind I feel this cock in my mouth ready to burst there is an explosion and I try and drink as much as I can my own cock hurts so much it wants attention as I feel the thrusting against my insides his nails scrape down my back it furthers my tempo and soon I feel him come deeply thrusting and squirting his load inside me.



Exhausted I lay back in my seat unconsciously stroking my member but if I thought it was finished then I was to be surprised as I opened my eyes to see a line of middle aged men waiting to take their turn at my recently virgin mouth and ass.



My motion to leave was ignored as I was thrown back in my chair how many men I had that evening I lost count I was filled with cum after 5 hours I when the cinema closed I was allowed home I had been abused and used by men that should have known better after all I m not gay. As I left exhausted ashamed embarrassed and dirty I knew I d be back to sate my curiosity again.



So that s how it started and thirty years later here I am in the basement of an East London bath house tied into a sling suspended from the ceiling exposed and used by all cummers my face covered and my asshole dripping my mouth opens as this 20 year pushes his cock into it for urgent relief but I m married I have kids I m not gay

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Ghost in the Stacks Ch. 01

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you please read no further. For everyone else I hope you enjoy the story.



And this is my first pure m/m story so feedback is encouraged. This is also an advanced warning for my normal readers. Enjoy!



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Hmm. Feels sweet. Been practicing? It actually felt pretty good. Louis wasn t lying about that part. Of course he d had better blowjobs in his illustrious career but some of the young bucks needed a bit of encouragement from time to time. This one a young man named Brad who played baseball for the college team had been showing an increased proficiency in his cock-smoking. Brad was an all-American boy with almost stereotypical white-bread good looks. Louis had gone for that type quite a bit recently and he thought this one was particularly cute.



They had met on the fifth floor of the Edding s Hall Library as was Louis s standard method of operation. Louis was without any shadow of a doubt the homosexual alpha male at the large coastal university he attended. Hell he was probably one of the dominant males of any sexual orientation. He was six feet two inches tall of erection-inducing perfection. He had long luxurious brown hair that reached the middle of his back framing his stern face green eyes and an immaculately groomed goatee. He almost always dressed all in black. Not because he was making a statement but rather because he thought it looked cool. Like many young gay men he had an affinity for working out and he wasn t lacking in the muscle department. He had an air of confidence about him which was probably justified. He was confident because he knew exactly what he was capable of. When people met Louis they invariably wound up with one of two images for him. They thought he resembled the classic paintings of Christ or they thought he was the living embodiment of the Devil. Both could be accurate depictions depending on Louis s mood.



His brief reverie was broken by the sound of gagging. Brad had succeeded in taking most of Louis s eight inches down his throat and Louis appreciated the effort. He placed one hand on his charge s head and started setting his own pace. All Brad had to do was relax his mouth and throat. Damn the boy s mouth is hot he thought. The blonde athlete had been sucking his cock for about ten minutes surrounded by books on theology. Louis found the setting strangely poetic.



Where do you want it? he whispered. In the mouth or all over your face? Brad didn t even think about it. He kept the head of Louis s cock in between his lips and began stroking the shaft. Not to quick or hard thought Louis. The boy is learning. He may be entitled to something special next time. About then a soft groan escaped the dark-haired young man s lips as a torrent of cum blasted into Brad s mouth filling it to the crest. Don t swallow yet he warned. It took a few moments for his dick to stop pulsing and ejecting fluid. Now tuck me back in and zip me up before you swallow. Keep your mouth open so I can see. Brad gently maneuvered Louis s impressive tool back into his slacks and closed up the fly all the while keeping his open mouth pointed skyward. Louis wasn t sure why but he had always found the sight of an attractive man s mouth filled with jizz to be somewhat beautiful. Okay go ahead. It took a couple of gulps but Brad sucked down the entire load.



Fuck that was good.



I ll say. You ve gotten pretty damn good at that.



Good enough to warrant being on the receiving end?



Louis smiled. Don t get smug. You re not THAT cute he said. Despite the description of him so far Louis was actually fairly well liked. He was confident but never quite crossed the line into arrogant. He never lied to the guys he was with and actually treated (most of) them with respect. He just liked sex with no commitments. Anyone who understood that and passed the hotness test was okay in his book. Got a game this weekend?



Yep said Brad wiping white residue from the corners of his mouth. We re playing against State.



How s the pitching match-up looking?



I wouldn t bet against us. Gonna be there?



Sorry. I promised to spend time with Katie this weekend. Maybe next home game though.



Shit. So Brad said glancing away when do you think you might be available again?



Louis was still smiling. He had the boy hooked but he d better remind him of the rules. I ll be available when I m available. Don t go getting a crush on me. He did give the man a friendly hug feeling the tightness of Brad s jeans. He caressed Brad s crotch once lightly with his hand and felt the boy s entire body tingle. And you might want to go home and take care of that. He could tell that Brad would probably give anything for that touch to linger but sometimes you had to make them wait. This was part of the game Louis loved to play.



Then he heard the sound of book covers sliding against one another close by. Brad looked alarmed but Louis knew what this was. He heard footsteps moving rapidly away but the acoustics of the building made identifying the direction almost impossible. Don t worry. I think I know who that was and he won t say a thing if he saw anything. He ushered a still worried looking Brad off down the aisle before leaving himself in the other.



Who the hell is that guy? he muttered to himself as he wandered the dimly lit pathways between the stacks. Despite his claims to Brad Louis had no clue as to the exact identity of the voyeur. It wasn t the first time he had been spied on in the library. It seemed that every time he brought one of his boy-toys up here that he wasn t alone. A brief look at a gray coat or pull-down wool cap her and there had been enough to convince him it was the same person each time. But whoever it was had apparently decided not to out any of the young men who had made their way to that corner of the library in Louis s company so Louis wasn t too concerned. Maybe whoever it was just liked to watch. Still . . . he said . . . I would like to have word with my mysterious phantom.



He descended the stairs and slunk out past the information desk and through the front doors. The night air held the scent of rain and was crisply cold. He loved nights like that. He tossed one end of his scarf back over his shoulder and headed to his car. He had one of those sweet sports cars that psychologists would claim was compensation for something. He peeled out of the parking lot and headed for the apartment that he shared with his younger sister. Some people might think that living with a younger sibling while at college might cramp his style. It did but he didn t care. He adored his baby sister. Katie was in many ways his opposite. She was almost diminutive in stature was fairly reserved in her dating habits and preferred long romantic relationships to casual sex. Sometimes Louis wondered if she was adopted.



She was sitting on their luxurious leather sofa when he walked through the door. The entire apartment was furnished and paid for by their parents both of whom were corporate executives. Their mother headed one of the few remaining telecom companies that hadn t gotten caught up in accounting scandals and their father was the CEO of a pharmaceutical corporation. Both of their children had grown up in the world of corporate politics. Unlike some people Louis had developed a genuine taste for it regardless of the wishes of his parents. He loved the intrigue and the mind games associated with big business. Katie on the other hand had little interest in such things. It was her goal in life to become a teacher and Louis knew that she would be great at it. She had genuine concern for other people even those she hardly knew. He might tease her outrageously but she knew she had her brother s support.



Off on another conquest? she said glibly putting down her book. You know never mind . . . I don t want to know.



Are you sure? I could go into it in detail.



That s quite all right.



He plopped down next to her and lay his head in her lap causing her to almost instinctively start playing with his hair like she had done since they were kids.



Penny for your thoughts? she asked.



He sighed. The phantom was there again tonight.



She smiled. This ghost of a human being had been haunting his thoughts for months. His exploits had actually showed signs of slowing recently. He didn t like not being in control of things. Your own secret admirer. How sweet.



Or my own private stalker. Do me a favor sweet? Take your boyfriend . . . John is it? . . . Take him to the library take him for a spin and see if anyone s watching you . . . Ouch! The last part came when his younger sister grabbed his nose and pulled on it.



My sex life is not to be used as part of one of your schemes. And you know perfectly well that his name is Robert. We ve been seeing each other for six months.



I could have sworn his name was . . .



Robert she interrupted. Robert.



He grinned at her. Actually he had known that. And despite his tendency to make the young man incredibly uncomfortable Louis like his sister s boyfriend. He was a decent sort the kind that held the door open for her and stood up when she left the table. If he had been anything BUT decent Louis was more than capable of running him off. He had done it before.



Fine he muttered with a faked sense of irritability. I ll draw him out myself. I just need to find some young buck . . .



What about Stan? his sister interjected causing him to smile even wider. Katie absolutely LOVED Stan the dark-skinned beauty of Jamaican heritage who was also the student body president. Stan and Louis had hooked up a couple of times as friends over the last few years. Neither had been looking for a relationship and any attempt to form one would have ended in disaster. Both men had fairly dominant personalities making such extended relationships impossible. But Stan was the quintessential gentleman and he had charmed Louis s sister every which way but loose. Louis knew that she had her little dreams of he and Stan becoming an item but she also knew in her heart that it wasn t going to happen.



No not Stan. Though I wouldn t mind taking a ride . . .



Ahem!



. . . in his car. You have a dirty mind. Did you know that? Anyhow he s been banging some freshman up at the registrar s office for a month now. Sorry sweets.



Katie sighed. I haven t given up hope on you you know. I still think you might be happier if you find just one guy . . .



I know what you think dear. That s not what I m interested in right now. Maybe someday but I have every intention of enjoying my misspent youth. But I always believe in keeping my options open.



Your options and your bedroom door Katie said with a smirked. Speaking of bedrooms it s late and I m going to bed.



Why? Do you have a class in being an old biddy tomorrow?



Louis should have known better than to push his luck with his sister as she proceeded to roll him off the sofa and unceremoniously onto the floor. They were both laughing as she stepped over him and headed to her room. Louis lay on the floor for a bit longer his thoughts returned to the mysterious entity at the library.



I guess if you want something done right . . . he started before wandering off the bed himself.



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The next day . . .



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Although he intended to keep his promise and spend time with his sister Louis felt a burning desire to start his search for the mysterious person from the library. He left a note for Katie that he would meet her at the corner deli for lunch before heading off to the library. Whoever it was that was watching him had to spend a lot of time at the library so someone who worked there must know who he (Louis assumed it was a he ) was. There was a pretty young woman with thick glasses standing at the counter when he arrived. She must have drawn the short straw when they doled out hours that week to be working on Saturday morning.



Hi he said as he approached. She looked up and flushed a little. He had that effect on people. He broke out his smooth-operator voice to speed things along. I was wondering if you could help me with something he practically purred.



I ll do what I can she stammered.



I found this on the fifth floor last night but there s no identification in it he said holding up a wallet. I thought I saw the guy who dropped it but he disappeared before I could return it to him. I think I ve seen him in her before dressed in gray with a stocking cap . . .



Oh that s Johan the girl explained. Louis blinked at her. This was much easier than he expected.



Johan? he said regaining his voice.



Yeah. Johan Smythe. He practically lives here. I think he s read everything in the library at one point or another. He s got to read them here because he never checks anything out. Her eyes shot open. I probably shouldn t be discussing personal information with you. Please don t tell anyone? She looked genuinely concerned. He didn t think it would help to point out that she hadn t really given out anything exactly top-secret.



Don t worry he said grabbing her hand and giving it a quick kiss. That got her blushing again. But could you tell me if he s here? This is a big library after all and I d hate to go searching for him if he isn t here.



I haven t seen him yet but that doesn t mean anything. He usually sneaks in without anyone noticing. We just catch glimpses of him all day. Sometimes I think he s just a ghost haunting the place. She giggled at her own attempt at humor.



Well do you have any way I could get a hold of him? An address or a phone number?



I m sorry she said with genuine sincerity. I can t give out that sort of information. If you d like to leave it here . . .



I d like to make sure it s his first. If he comes looking for it give him my number. Louis wrote the number down knowing the guy would never call. Why should he? It was Louis s wallet. Well I gotta go. Got a hot day with a nice young man from Texas he said mostly so she didn t think of using that number for her own purposes. She had actually been really nice and he didn t want to lead her on.



Okay. I ll ask him if I see him she said glancing at her shoes.



Thanks again he said. You ve been an angel. Then he left to have lunch with his sister.



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After a satisfying lunch Louis and Katie were sitting on the second floor of their favorite mall staring down at people on the first floor. The siblings had a game they liked to play where one would pick a person out of the crowd while the other would have to invent the story of the target s life. The tales got more and more outrageous the longer they played. Louis had been the last to choose and had spotted a woman in her fifties with a beehive hairdo coming out of an Everything s-A-Dollar store. Katie was elaborating on the unfortunate set of circumstances leading up to the individual s sex-change operation when she realized that her brother was just staring off into space.



Louis? She waved her hand in front of his face bringing him back into reality. I had to listen to you drone on about the secret agent with a superfluous third nipple so you could at least pay attention to my story.



Sorry. It was a delightful story I m sure.



Darn you. Now we ll never find out how she got over her fear of green-colored jello. She squinted her eyes. Seeing as you have the attention span of gnat whatever it is that s bothering you has to be something recent. She acted like she was staring really hard into his head. And since you have the morals of an alley cat it can t be romantic in nature. That must mean you re still obsessing over your stalker.



How DO you do that?



I ve known you my whole life. It s a sister s prerogative.



I just don t like being spied on that s all. It s disconcerting.



Then maybe just maybe . . . you should stop having your adventures in a public building for the entire world to see.



He glanced sideways at her. You are absolutely no fun.



Fine she said throwing up her hands. But don t come crying to me when he turns out to be a raving sociopath and shows up wanting to show you the human finger he keeps locked in plastic bag.



No wonder you always win our game. You know you have a sick imagination for a prude.



Prude? No . . . I m not going to get into this conversation with you. She placed a finger against her lips while looking thoughtful. By the way would you mind making yourself scarce tonight? At least until midnight? Robert is coming over and I was hoping to have some snuggle time and you make him nervous.



Did you say snuggle time? Is that what they call it these days?



You be quiet. And while I may be a prude by your low standards I do have . . .



No don t say it. I d like to think you ll remain innocent forever if for no other reason than to provide cosmic balance for me. And if I actually feel that someone is taking liberties with my darling sister I might be forced to take drastic action.



Fine! Just remain gone until at least midnight. I was going to make him dinner watch a movie and then . . . she said leaning in close . . . he and I might get innocent together. At least twice.



Louis responded my maturely sticking his fingers in his ears and repeating La la la la! at the top of his voice. Katie rolled her eyes. I thought you wanted to spend time this weekend. I actually canceled plans . . .



I do. I thought we might go to the movies tomorrow. But I don t want my big brother hanging around the ENTIRE time. It cramps my style.



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Later that evening . . .



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Louis found himself sitting in the glaring lights of the university baseball park watching the home team demolish the visitors by a score of ten to one in the bottom of the eighth. He was enjoying his diet-soda and devouring a foot-long hotdog. Brad was out in left field looking bored. The boy seemed so much perkier when he had something in his mouth. Suddenly someone sat next to him. It was a very tall dark and handsome young man.



Hey Louis.



Stan! I thought you d be out tonight. What brings you here?



I like watching young men swing big sticks. What can I say?



Actually Louis said thoughtfully I was meaning to call you.



Why? Your sister still hoping we ll hook up and she finally talked you into trying? Stan s brilliantly white smile flashed for a moment. She does know what would happen if we ever tried to do that doesn t she?



Not yet but it s fun to watch her try. No actually I was wondering if you could get your friend to do something for me.



Like what? Crawl around on all fours and bark like a dog? If you want to see that drop by my apartment after the game.



And to think my sister thinks I m a pig and that you hung the moon. Seriously though I was hoping you could get your current boy-toy to look up some personal information on a student for me.



Stan looked concerned. I d rather not. That could get him in some trouble.



What? asked Louis with a grin. Don t tell me you re falling for the guy?



Stan sighed and shook his head. Just because I don t want to screw him over in a bad way doesn t mean I ve gone soft.

I know. But you know how I told you about that guy I think watches me in the library? I think I ve got his name and I d like to get a hold of him. I won t tell anyone where the information came from and I m not planning on hurting the guy. I just want to know his story that s all.



Stan looked his friend over. Louis was a lot of things but mostly he was a stand up guy particularly with the people he called his friends. I ll ask Richard if he wouldn t mind.



I d appreciate it. I just want addresses and phone numbers. No social security numbers or anything like that. And you re dating a guy named Richard? How Ivy League is that?



Stan grinned again. Not another word.



About then the game was ending. Louis wrote down the name that he wanted investigated and then the two exchanged a handshake before going their separate ways. Louis went and hung out close to the dugout as other people were filing out. He managed to catch Brad s attention and the young man s eyes widened like saucers. Louis glanced meaningfully in the direction of the library. It would only be open for another hour but they might just be able to squeeze things in.



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Half an hour later . . .



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Oh Jesus Brad muttered. The young man had rushed out of the post-game celebration and bee-lined his way to the library while still in uniform. Normally Louis waited for people . . . he didn t look for them. If he came looking it meant someone was in for a treat. Currently Louis was nibbling on Brad s earlobe while massing the baseball player s bat through his uniform. Rather than getting busy out in the stacks Louis had drawn the young man into the fifth floor bathroom. They were less likely to be disturbed and it would be harder for Louis s stalked to spy on them.



I . . . I thought you said you weren t going to be . . . oh shit . . .available.



Are you complaining? Louis asked moving his lips down the young man s neck while pushing his groin against Brad s.



God no!



Then shut up and pull your pants down. Brad did as commanded sitting on the counter with a sizeable erection straining against his jockstrap. Louis peeled the strap down revealing a beautiful uncut seven-inch cock. Louis took it in his hand with a feather-soft grip stroking it a few times. Brad was in heaven. He wasn t sure why this man who was one the most sought after men on campus had accelerated his normal schedule but Brad wasn t going to turn this opportunity down.



Louis wasn t sure why he had moved things forward either. He thought that maybe the thrill of hunting down Mr. Johan Smythe was what had gotten him going. But regardless of the reason Louis was horny. After a few more tugs his mouth engulfed the head of Brad s cock. His tongue snuck under the foreskin circled once then Louis stuffed more of the shaft into his throat.



Oh God! That feels so fuckin good Brad whispered. Louis s velvet like throat had managed to accommodate his young lover s entire member. He cupped Brad s balls gently rolling them in his hand with the greatest of care. Louis had perfected this particular art and Brad was going to be the grateful recipient of years of training. The sound of slurping and light moans filled the restroom reverberating against the tacky off-white tile. Louis loved the feeling of velvety skin passing between his lips leaving the sweet taste of pre-cum on every pass. He pulled off of Brad s cock long enough to wet one of his own fingers in his mouth. Then as her returned to sucking the athlete s root he inserted a finger into Brad s rectum. He was massing that warm cavity searching for his prostate hot spot. Once he found it (judging by the pleasurable jump it caused in Brad) he slid another finger in.



Brad s dick was as hard as steel in Louis s mouth and it seemed to be getting even stiffer as Louis explored the young man s anus. Good he thought. That means he s more likely to be receptive to what I have planned. He spent a few more minutes getting Brad ready taking the whole length down his throat before withdrawing. He took his time on the upstroke cradling the soft underside of the boy s cock with his tongue the entire way. He inhaled in one more time and then started to hum.



Oh fuck me! Brad said probably rhetorically.



If you insist. Louis stood up and Brad s eyes went wide again. Unzip me. The blonde young man did as asked fumbling nervously with the zipper. He managed to get it undone and reached in grasping Louis s rod within the confines of his slacks. Louis nibbled on his neck again. That feels good. Keep that up for a moment. You re hands were made to be wrapped around a stick. No wonder you re a good ball player. Now pull it out. The young man pulled Louis s member out through the fly. Now reach into my left pocket and pull out what s inside. Brad again did as asked and retrieved the lubricated condom that resided there. Take it out of the package and slide it on. Brad struggled for a moment trying to stretch to rubber over Louis s massive cock but he managed eventually. Now it s going to taste a little weird but I want you to suck on in now. You need to get it nice and slick for what s coming next.



Brad was obviously nervous but showed no sign of backing down. He took as much of Louis s latex-clad dick into his mouth as he good making it more slick. The small amount of lubricant that came on those condoms was insufficient by itself to avert major discomfort so Louis encouraged his lover to take his time. Soon Louis was ready to go. Stand up turn around and grab some counter he said. Brad did just that. Louis positioned the head of his cock at Brad s backdoor. Say it. Say what you want me to do right now.



Brad looked around his face carrying a mixture of apprehension and blind lust. Stick it in me. Fuck my ass. Please.



Louis was pleased. He could see Brad s hands start to tremble as Louis pushed the mushroom-like head of his member into Brad s tight little hole. Brad wasn t exactly a virgin but Louis was apparently a bit thicker than the young man s previous experiences. The initial going was incredibly slow as the ballplayer s ass was tight beyond reason. Louis leaned in and started whispering to the nervous young man.



Just relax. I know it hurts at first but do you know how good it s going to feel? Louis ran his hands up under Brad s shirt and pinched his nipples making him jump a bit. It s going to feel so good. You re going to feel like my little fuck-bunny. You want that don t you? Brad was panting for breath but still managed to grunt his assent. Yeah you like that idea. You d probably like to be everyone s friend wouldn t you? Do you fantasize about all those studs on your team? Do you dream about them cornering you in the shower and feeding you their dicks? Brad had closed his eyes and moaned slightly. Oh yeah thought Louis I m on to you. Do you wish you could have some of them sticking their big hard cocks in your throat while the rest pounded your tight little ass? Louis was privy to a number of Brad s fantasies. He enjoyed listening to the innermost sexual desires of all of his boys. It was as cathartic for the boys as it was for Louis. Sometimes hearing that sort of thing out loud made it less a dirty little secret and more of a real possibility. He knew Brad had his little gang-bang fantasy and Louis was using it to keep his lover in the mood. Finally the young man s sphincter relaxed enough for the head of Louis s cock could work its way inside. Then another inch slid in . . . then another.



Oh fuck whispered Brad in a sexual haze as his ass began relaxing. Louis watched has the boy s hands got steadier and his skin flushed red with excitement and anticipation. He was ready to take what Louis had to offer so Louis started giving it to him. Slow at first sliding all the way in from head to root. On his first few passes he would stop when he was all the way buried. He would wait until Brad got impatient. Fuck me. Damn it just fuck me! Louis would smile and then do it again out in and wait. Finally he got tired and started fucking with a nice and steady rhythm and the sound of skin slapping skin started bouncing off the bathroom walls.



Fuck fuck fuck fuck muttered Brad. Louis wrapped his arms around the young man s torso with one hand going to play with his chest while the other grasped Brad s rock-hard shaft. Louis pumped away for ten minutes or so. Every time Brad got close to release Louis would slow the tempo and squeeze the base of Brad s cock. Then he would pick up again. Finally they heard an announcement over the intercom that the library would be closing in a few minutes.



Louis decided it was time for the game to end. As he increasing his rate of fucking savoring the greedy grip of his young stud s ass he started stroking Brad s flesh pole just as rapidly.



Fuck I m gonna cum whispered Brad. Louis stopped playing with the boy s nipples long enough to cup that hand and place it directly in front the now-purple head of Brad s member. The young man lost his load spurting a tremendous amount of white stuff into Louis s hand. Louis stayed buried in Brad s ass for this part as he didn t want to spill a drop. When Brad s cock twitched for the last time and Louis had stroked the last drop of cum from the depths of the boy s balls Louis lifted his cupped hand to Brad s lips.



C mon drink it down. It s good for you he whispered wickedly. Brad opened his mouth and Louis poured the contents of his hand in. Now swallow while I fuck you some more. He heard the gulping sound emanate from Brad s throat as he started fucking the young man s ass again. It only took a minute before Louis s cum was filling the inside of the condom. He slowly withdrew from Brad s ass as he stroked the young man s butt cheeks. That was sweet.



Tell me about it the young man replied turning around to help remove the condom from Louis s shrinking but sensitive rod. He tossed the condom in the trash then leaned over to lick and suck the residue from his partner s cock. Louis moaned gently. The boy had some skill that was for sure. Then Brad gently inserted that cock back into its hiding place and zipped Louis up before pulling up his own pants and jock strap.



Louis gave the young man a quick grab on his muscular ass. You definitely have improved. Listen I m probably going to be out of action for a few weeks. I have some things I need to take care of. I think it s time you made your move on that reporter you keep telling me about. Brad had the hots for one of the sports reporters for the school paper. Unbeknownst to Brad Louis had checked him out and found he and Brad indeed played for the same team. Louis smiled at the now blushing Brad. I m sure he ll give you a good review. The two young men hurried out of the library not caring about being seen together at that time. As they emerged from the front doors Louis looked back. He would almost have sworn that he saw a human form silhouetted by the lights in the lobby before those lights were extinguished for the night.



Hello Mr. Johan Smythe he thought to himself. Pleased to see you again.



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The rest of the weekend was uneventful. He and Katie saw a double feature at the local multi-plex before an extravagantly expensive Italian dinner. But when Monday rolled around Louis was sitting around the student union checking out the freshmen when he got a call on his cell phone from Stan. Richard had gotten the information Louis had asked for but there were some oddities. Stan was bringing his boy down to give Louis the information face to face.



Cute said Louis to himself. Stan s actually going to introduce me to this guy. They MUST be getting serious whatever that cock-knocker says.



When the two guilty parties arrived Louis was a little surprised. Richard was a thin man albeit handsome. He wasn t scrawny but he just didn t have that athletic look that Stan usually went for. The boy must be packing an elephant s trunk in his trousers to make Stan this serious about him. Richard handed Louis a manila envelope with a trembling hand. Louis smiled at him.



Don t worry. Whatever this rascal has said about me is probably a bold-faced lie. This got Richard to laugh.



Dumbass was Stan s contribution.



Anyone but me feel like we re playing spies in an old sixty s movie? Louis opened the packet as the three of them walked outside. So what s so unusual? There s more stuff here than I really needed.



Richard started to look excited. At first everything seemed in order. Then I noticed the stuff that wasn t there.



Such as?



Such as anything except the absolute basic necessities. He s never applied for a parking sticker. He s never checked out a book which is weird considering where you ve seen him. He s never participated in any clubs.



That s weird said Louis but not exactly second-gunman-on-the-grassy-knoll material.



Yeah but then I just casually checked out some other stuff. Look at his social security number. Yeah I know you said you didn t want to see it but it struck me as odd.



Louis scanned the page with the personal information. 700-12-3456. The last series is kind of odd for someone to have sequential numbers like that.



Actually that wasn t the odd part. I m a bit of a political history geek otherwise I might not have picked up on it. What s strange is that first sequence.



What s strange about 700 ?



Nothing. If you re a railroad worker born before 1963. That prefix hasn t been used for more than forty years and his age is listed as twenty.



Louis frowned. I seriously doubt that I m being stalked by someone in his forties or fifties. Which means . . .



Identity fraud. Normally we would only get an error in the system if it were a prefix that had NEVER been used. This guy picked a number that he knew wouldn t set off the system but that he knew no one else would have.



I wonder if any of the rest of this is useful. Well the transcript will tell me what classes he s taking and I can check to see if the permanent address is any good.



Nope. Unless you re the president of the United States.



He didn t?!? Yep 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. Cute.



Phone number is bogus too. Has a 555 area code. And look at the high school name on his transcript.



You ve got to be kidding. Hogwarts High School? The guy s a wizard now?



Apparently he made his entire history appear out of thin air. I think he was amusing himself. Listen as bizarre as this stuff is I can t say anything. Otherwise I ll have to explain why I was looking for it in the first place.



No stress said Louis. I just wanted to talk with him. Now I m REALLY intrigued. He looked over at Stan. This one s a keeper he said pointing his thumb at Richard. Richard blushed. Stan just shook his head grinning the entire time.



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A few days later . . .



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Unfortunately for Louis most of Johan Smythe s classes overlapped with his own. He had to wait until the following Friday until he had an opportunity to lay in wait. Apparently Mr. Smythe was taking an advanced drawing class. So do you consider yourself a Renaissance man? asked Louis of himself. If not then what kind of man are you? You enjoy art and spying on people fucking in the library. What else do you do?



Louis was sitting on a park bench underneath a tree outside the exit from the art department that was most directly in the path to the library. He was following a hunch that his voyeur would probably take the shortest path from point A to point B. People began pouring out and Louis found himself realizing that he had overlooked something. All of the art classes were getting out at the same time and a flood of people came streaming out the door. But Louis kept his eyes open for someone wearing gray including a stocking cap. Finally one such person caught his eye. And then that person stared back.



The young man was actually quite striking if a tad effeminate. High cheekbones and pale skin framed eyes that were so dark that their color wasn t discernable from that distance. His body was covered so all that Louis could tell was that he wasn t particularly bulky. He had an almost white scar running from below one eye to the corner of his lips . . . his incredibly soft inviting looking lips. As their gazes connected the young man s eyes opened wide then quickly shifted away as he kept on walking. Louis debated pursuing him but he didn t want to rush things. He wanted to make absolutely sure. He wandered into the art building and wandered around. There were a lot of lockers in there for students to keep their supplies in so as to not be dragging them all over campus. He looked around but not all of them were labeled.



One of those is yours isn t it Mr. Smythe? he muttered. You d never put something of yourself out there for the world to see. He found the drawing studio and noticed a sign on the door. He smiled. It was too perfect. The sign said Nude models wanted $25 per one hour session please contact the Art Department office. You like to watch? Louis asked of no one in particular. I ll let you watch.



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The following Friday . . .



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Louis had contacted the Art Department early in the week and expressed interest though he was only available at certain times. Amazingly the only class that fit into those times was the advanced drawing class. What a coincidence. The class was already set up with their paper hanging on large industrial-style easels. He had changed in the professor s office into a robe. He strode into the room with a certain amount of pomp disrobed and lay where the instructor told him. He glanced around. Most of the students were impressed. A number of young women blushed as they started laying down their charcoal foundations. Louis didn t mind. He had worked hard to make his body something that would inspire that sort of attention. But Louis only had eyes for one person.



Johan Smythe had discarded his jacket but still wore his stocking cap. His arms while not overly muscled had good definition. He had visibly blanched when the new model arrived. Louis knew he had his man. And by another coincidence he wound up in a pose where he was looking directly at the young man for the entire fifty-minute session. Johan seemed particularly pale the entire time and his hands trembled a bit. He seemed to be avoiding moving too much not wanting to come out from behind his drawing. One time he did and Louis could almost swear that he saw a swelling in the young man s cargo pants. He caught the man s attention and Louis slowly but casually licked his lips. The man quickly hid back behind his drawing. A few minutes before the end of class the instructor dismissed Louis while she talked to the class. He hurried back to her office changed into his normal clothes and hurried back. He waited outside the door for class to be dismissed. By some stroke of luck the young man in gray was the last to leave. As he emerged from the room he saw Louis leaning against the wall. The two stared at each other once again.



Pleased to meet you said Louis softly. Won t you guess my name? Louis had always loved the Rolling Stones and that particular line felt awfully appropriate at the moment.



I . . . I . . .I . . . stammered the man.



Johan Smythe I presume?



How did you know . . . I mean yes. Johan looked incredibly suspicious.

Louis decided to put another card on the table. Listen I was wondering if you could help me. What is the quickest way to get to the library from here? Johan s face turned even paler which Louis hadn t thought possible. I need to check out a book on theology. I understand they re on . . .



. . . the fifth floor finished Johan. I think it would be really silly to keep up this game for any length of time. I know who you are and somehow you know who I am. When he wasn t being shocked Johan apparently had a hard time meeting Louis s gaze. His voice was gentle but elegant.



Well I figured that since you spent so much time watching me that I might make it easier on you.



Johan blushed. He looked like he wanted to bolt but was too afraid to try.



I guess Louis continued that I d like to know why?



When you see two guys having sex in the library you tend to notice.



Maybe. Once or twice could just be coincidental. Louis moved a little closer forcing the young Johan to press himself against the wall. More than that becomes a little suspicious. My question is do you like to watch me? He took another step towards Johan who was trembling all over. Louis put one hand on either side of the mysterious young man s head and leaned in very close. Or are you interested in more than watching?



A series of emotions played across Johan s face. First there was a mixture of longing and fear. Then realization set in though realization of what Louis couldn t fathom. Then there was plain and simple panic. Johan ducked out of Louis s clutches and literally ran out of the building. Louis strolled out after him. Johan was heading towards the library right as rain. Louis felt kind of like Pepe Le Pew pursuing some hapless cat with a white stripe painted down its back. I am on to you my little wildflower he said in his worst French accent.



He entered the lobby looking around. Louis began to think that he should have hurried things along as his quarry was nowhere in sight and it was a large library to search. Then he thought things over. The young man wouldn t run upward. There was no way to escape if he went upstairs. Young Johan would probably still be on the bottom floor. But in which direction? Louis noticed that the young lady he had spoken to the previous week. He put on his most winning smile and wandered over to her.



She looked up from her reading and blushed a little. Hello. Did you get a chance to talk to Johan about the wallet?



No he purred but it turns out the wallet belonged to someone else anyway. But I did get to talk to him about some of his artwork and I was thinking about helping him out by buying one of his drawings.



He draws? the girl said in wonderment.



Yes. Anyway I just saw him coming in here and I was hoping to speak with him for a moment. Do you know which way he went?



Yes she said shyly. I think he was heading towards the reference section.



Thank you. Once again you ve been too kind he said as he wandered off in the direction indicated. When he arrived at the reference area he didn t see his prey. Not surprising he thought. Mr. Smythe has been hiding for a long time I d imagine. He wandered around looking for sudden movements but not seeing any. He realized his target had probably gone to ground somewhere. . . . gone to ground he thought again. The young man had been fairly pale. And what was the best place to avoid the sun? Underground! He looked around for a few minutes. There was no way out of this section that didn t involve heading back out to the lobby. There were several doors that looked like they lead to offices and such. Then something caught his eye. Back in a corner next to some broken microfiche machines that were gathering dust was a door. There was no exit sign above it but it did have one of those bars across it that was supposed to sound an alarm when the door was opened. Louis stopped to think about the layout of the outside of the building. He didn t remember there being a door on the outside of the building at that location. So if it wasn t an exit why was there an emergency bar? And where did that door lead. Louis thought he knew the answer. It led to Johan Smythe.



This is so much fun! he said to himself. He examined the door. Checking out the ceiling it appeared that there MIGHT have been an exit sign but it had been carefully removed. Don t want anyone accidentally stumbling into your hide out do you? Well here goes nothing. Louis pushed on the handle. Nothing. No noise whatsoever. There wasn t even a creaking noise as the door swung inward. Louis poked his head through. He found a stairwell leading both up and down. The stairwell going up seemed to lead to a dummy wall after one flight. Leading down there seemed to be an open door leading directly under the reference section. Louis slowly closed the door and descended the stairs glancing through the doorway at the bottom.



He found himself gazing into a small room. Louis wasn t sure what it had been used for but it was currently being used as residential quarters. There appeared to be a bathtub/shower against the far wall with a horribly ugly circular shower curtain. There was a small table with a television and microwave on it and there appeared to be a large number of drawings covering the walls. There was what appeared to be a camping cot against one wall next to what appeared to be another corridor. Johan Smythe was sitting on that cot his face in his hands.



I LOVE what you ve done with the place said Louis with a grin as he walked in. He was impressed by Johan s reaction. Up until that point Louis was under the impression that only domestic housecats could jump that far up in the air from a sitting position but Johan proved him wrong. If there had been something to grab onto on the ceiling the young man probably would have grabbed on to it and clung to the roof. I m a little curious how you ve gotten away with it.



Johan Smythe was standing on his creaky cot looking for all the world like a rabbit cornered by a wolf. He wasn t far off in his assessment. Please he practically whispered don t tell anyone. I . . . I don t have anywhere else to go.



Louis may have been a bit cocky but he wasn t an evil man. But he was still curious. Don t worry. As long as you re not up to mischief I don t see why anyone but me needs to know where you are. Initially I just wanted to know why you were watching me he said with a knowing look causing Johan to avert his gaze and blush slightly. Now I m REALLY curious about you. He glanced over the young man s lithe form wondering how many cards he wanted to put down on the table. Listen I do know some stuff about you so there s no point lying about the rest. He sat down on the bed next to a still nervous Johan and leaned against the wall. For instance I know you lied to the university about your identity your address your background . . .



Johan sat down dejectedly next to him. I figured you had something. Otherwise you wouldn t have shown up at class today. So . . . what do you want.



Tell me how it is you came to be here Louis say with genuine curiosity.



Johan sighed. Well . . . God how do I start this? Well I guess the beginning would work. I take it you ve seen my transcript then?



Yep. Hogwarts High School ? That was cute.



I was reading the third book at the time. Well I never graduated high school. Actually I never attended high school. I ve pretty much been homeless since I was fourteen. My mom ran off after I was born and my dad lost his job cause he showed up drunk all the time. He died of pneumonia about four years ago.



Louis suddenly wished he hadn t pressed the issue. He didn t see how this story was going to have a happy ending



But I learned a long time ago that there are certain places you could go if you needed to find a safe place to sleep for the night and land-grant universities are one of them. Once I was on my own I actually stayed over at Porter Hall for a while. They never locked most of the classrooms. I was always around but no one ever noticed me. I saw all these people getting their education and going places. I didn t want to live in alleys and basements for the rest of my life. So I got to know as much as I could about the university. That s when I started spending time at the library. If you don t check books out no one ever questions you there. I found out that this university did a lot of construction back in the sixties when America was still in the middle of a nuclear scare. There were bomb shelters and tunnels everywhere. When the eighties rolled around a lot of the openings to the shelters and the tunnels were closed up but not all of them. I was looking over the old plans of the university right upstairs when I discovered that there was a small shelter right here. Johan looked over at the tunnel next to the bed. That leads to a bigger room under the student union. From there you can go almost anywhere on campus without ever seeing daylight. Of course there are only a few openings that are still . . . well open. It s weird. When people don t know you re there they ll say just about anything. I eavesdropped through the air-conditioning ducts over at the registrar s office. I knew what all they needed to admit someone and I overheard one person who worked there tell someone else what they wanted their new password to be. So when the lights were out I came out through a sub-basement and into the admissions office. I logged in and created a new me. Johan Smythe had such good grades in high school he got offered a full academic scholarship.



Johan s story was cut off as Louis started to laugh. Oh . . . oh that s rich! Oh man I m impressed! That took balls! But how do live down here? And how did you get access in the first place?



Johan looked a little embarrassed. I saw a guy from the physical plant sleeping underneath a Men At Work sign. The whole thing seemed offensive to me somehow. Anyway I stole his keys and made copies. I dropped them off somewhere nearby so he would be able to find them and no one would get paranoid and start checking things out. As for paying for all this he said waving his arm towards everything in the room well some of it was creatively acquired. I got a hot water heater when they renovated the dorms. Same with the tub. The microwave and table I found outside the room of someone who was graduating and moving away. The television was a throwaway by some dork who got a new flat-screen plasma set. Getting everything hooked up took some time but I ve there s a huge number of how-to books on the third floor. I got another couple of those scholarships no one applies for because no one knows about them and I use those to pay for the meal plan and art supplies.



So you ve learned how to do all this as you went? Louis was really impressed. So what s it all for? What do you want to do with your new life?



You re gonna laugh.



Probably but that s because I find some strange things amusing.



I . . . I want to be a librarian. No one really looks at them too much there s a big demand for them and I could be surrounded by books for the rest of my life.



Louis was gazing intently at the young man. He was usually pretty good at detecting bullshit but he didn t sense any of that from Johan. Wait a minute. You said you created a new you. Johan isn t your real name is it?



It is now. It used to be John Smith.



That got Louis laughing again. That s too much! John Smith becomes Johan Smythe ?



Johan sounded cooler. I ve even got a social security card. Johan looked down. Listen I ve got a chance to actually make something of myself. Please don t tell anyone. The look in his eyes was pure fear.



Louis closed his eyes and folded his hands across his stomach. Listen I like a good mystery and you certainly qualify. I ve got one more question. What s with spying on me?



Johan started trembling again. I . . . I ve been down here a long time. I don t talk to people or . . . see anyone. The first time was just by accident. You were . . . with . . . the class president.



Stan? Oh that must have been a good show!



It was Johan spurted out maybe a little too excitedly. Then he calmed down again. You told him Same time next week? I showed up again the next week and there you were again. It was so . . . Johan caught himself saying something that he probably didn t mean to. Anyway I sort of discovered your pattern. I check in almost every evening. It s . . . as sick as this sounds watching you has been the closest thing to a relationship I ve every had.



Louis opened his eyes and looked at the very frightened young man. You do realize that eventually you ll have to learn to socialize a bit. I realize you don t want to blow your cover so to speak but how do you expect to function in a world you re hiding from. He gave him a sly smile. I could help you with that. Interested in hanging out above ground some time?



Johan looked hopeful but suspicious. Why?



As I said you intrigue me. And apparently I intrigue you. You were sporting a decent tent in your pants back at the studio.



The young man blushed from head to toe. I m so sorry you saw that. I . . . I promise I won t spy on you anymore.



Oh yes you will. I m actually flattered to have inspired that kind of interest. Louis unzipped his slacks and grabbed Johan s wrist. Johan looked surprised but didn t fight back. But wouldn t you like to feel what you ve only seen before? I ll bet you would. Louis moved Johan s hand towards the zipper and slid his hand inside. Louis was in the process of hardening when Johan wrapped a very soft hand around his member. Oh that feels good. Isn t this better than watching? The feeling was pretty incredible the gentle tentative strokes of Johan s hand and the feeling of the head of his penis rubbing against the soft material of his slacks. Johan looked captivated. Go ahead. Let the monster out and give it some air.



Johan almost gingerly pulled the entire eight inches out through the hole in Louis s trousers and continued stroking it. Louis had to hand it the young man he had talented hands. He found himself humping back against Johan s strokes causing Johan to wrap both hands around the thick shaft as he pumped away.



Does it always feel this hot? the young man asked.



Only when you re doing it right. But it might be helpful to have a sample for comparison. Louis reached down and traced a finger over the bulge in Johan s pants. He tugged at the zipper with one hand letting Johan s member pop free. It was about seven inches long and a bit thinner than Louis s but it was perfectly smooth. It was almost aerodynamic! It was the perfect cock for sliding in someone s backdoor but Louis doubted he would let things go that far. This time. Sit next to me and lean back. That s good. Now just use your left hand and I ll use my right. The two handsome young men spent several minutes jerking each other off.



Oh fuck Louis said. Ready to see some fireworks?



At that moment Johan did something a bit unexpected. He leaned over and took the head of Louis s cock in his mouth just as it exploded. Louis felt wave after wave of spunk shoot out splattering against Johan s mouth and throat. With his head coming straight down of Louis s dick Johan tried swallowing but was able to capture very little. A large amount of white goo came dribbling out from his lips and mouth. After taking a few gulps he looked up at Louis as if seeking approval. Louis looked back seeing a very beautiful young man with cum dripping from his mouth. If Johan wanted approval he had it. It was one of the sexiest things Louis could remember ever seeing.



Are you sure you haven t done this before?



Johan smiled a cream-covered smile. That was fantastic!



That was foreplay. And normally I don t do this the first time around but this time I think I ll make an exception. Why don t you get yourself a little more naked? I d like to see what I m dealing with.



Johan looked suddenly nervous again. Louis got up on his knees and started pulling his new friend s shirt over his head. Johan unbuttoned his pants so he could slide them off. Louis was impressed. The young man wasn t particularly muscular but he was certainly developed well. Little body fat and a lot of definition. Louis got a nice view of Johan s smooth tight ass. It was the ass of a schoolboy. It was an ass that made Louis s mouth water. He stood next to the bed.



Now tuck me in before we continue. Johan did as commanded. He had seen this before so he knew the drill. Then he got laid on his back and Louis knelt beside the bed. Louis took the young man s cock in his hand and stroked it while he nibbled and licked his neck and shoulder. But when Louis s lips made their way down to Johan s nipples he really began to get an effect. Each flick of the tongue against the nip caused a moan that could only be described as blissful. Louis grinned and moved over to the other nipple. He would have like to tease him for hours but he was on a mission. He kissed his way down Johan s abdomen before taking the head of the young man s cock between his experienced lips. Johan gasped. He d be doing more than that if Louis had his way and Louis ALWAYS had his way. He wrapped one hand around the base of Johan s shaft teasing the head with his tongue. He flicked the slit and applied tremendous suction with his lips. Johan was slowly pumping his hips trying to get more of his meat into Louis s maw. Louis removed his hand from the young man s shaft and lightly grasped his warm heavy balls. This also allowed him to take all of Johan s beautiful seven inches down his throat.



Oh fuck! murmured Johan. He was getting the blowjob of a lifetime by his fantasy man and it was better than he could have ever imagined.



Louis realized that he had his young lover right where he wanted him. As much as he enjoying the feeling of testicles in his hand Louis released those globes and slid one finger between Johan s legs until the tip found its target. Johan s eyes opened wide he gasped again and thrust his hips as he felt his asshole being penetrated by Louis s finger. Louis pulled up off Johan s cock for a moment. Just relax he said the devoured Johan s entire dick again.



All Johan could do was lie back and relish the sensations he was feeling for the first time. Louis had picked up his pace downing the young man s smooth cock over and over again. And the finger in his ass seemed to have a mind of its own. Then it touched a spot that made Johan actually yelp. Once Louis knew he had something he pressed it again. Another slight jump. A few more prods in the right place and a few more sucks on his cock brought Johan to the brink.



I m gonna cum he muttered. Louis pulled away from the young man s cock and started pumping it with his free hand. A second later Johan was shooting a stream that would make a fire-hose jealous. White stuff was splattering all over the young man s chest and stomach. Louis was beginning to wonder if it would go on forever. Eventually Johan s cock pulse for the last time.



Louis let the softening shaft go and placed the tip of his tong

Boys are getting horny and sucking each other cocks right on the floor

The Original Trojans

Five years into the Trojan War c. 1200 BC



“Dammit! I don’t care what the commander thinks! It’s a stupid idea and damned unnatural!” Elatus raged.



Laodamas sat looking at his friend and tent-mate waiting for him to calm down. He knew it would happen eventually. Elatus merely needed to get his rage out. Unsatiated lust was an understandable reason for frustration. Damas had felt it himself enough to appreciate his anger.



Wishing to play the devil’s advocate Damas interrupted Elatus’ tirade with a comment sure to spark another outburst. “Well you know his reasons. He truly believes that if the men of the army are lovers they will fight harder to protect one another. In theory he’s right I would fight harder to protect my wife than any other woman. You know that you will not find a woman anywhere near our camp have you considered the alterative?” Damas smiled to himself the look of shock on Elatus’ face was reward enough for his devilment.



“Damas you cannot mean that! You know as well as I that keeping whores and camp followers away from the men is wrong. Men being together um sexually is un natural. I thought you agreed with me in this. Are you saying you have considered taking a lover from the men of this camp?” Elatus’ eyes narrowed at what he considered a most grave offense on his friend’s part.



Laodamas was taken aback at the question. He had never consciously considered taking a lover here but five years without a woman was a long time. Thinking back Damas found himself remembering times he had gotten an erection thinking about Elatus or a few other men around camp. At the time he had dismissed it as misplaced libido. But now he began to wonder. Could he make love to another man? To Elatus? The frightening answer was yes. Damas could see himself with his best friend and tent mate.



“Well have you?” Elatus demanded.



“Not until recently my friend. We’ve been surrounded by men for five years. Tell me have you not even thought on the matter?” Damas asked quietly.



“Gods! My best friend a pervert! A freak!”



Damas was hurt by his friend’s harsh words. But he was more than a little aroused by Elatus’ anger as well. The thought frightened him but not enough to stop what happened next.



Laodamas stood and faced Elatus their eyes level. “Is that what you think of me? The man you’ve known since boyhood? Me the person who has shared your life’s struggles and joys? One comment and I’m nothing more than a freak?” The two men were now nose to nose both fuming radiating rage.



“I believe that is what I said.”



Closing the small distance that remained between them Damas pressed his lips to Elatus’ in a bruising kiss. Elatus tried to shove his friend away rejecting his intimate touch. But his efforts soon ceased as Damas deepened the kiss. Laodamas slowly moved to put his arms around Elatus not wanting to frighten him away. Soon both his arms were wrapped around the other man one at his waist and one around Elatus’ neck.



Finding the lips he was pressed against suddenly pliant Damas molded his lips to his partner’s. Damas’ used his mouth to tease Elatus. He nipped and licked his way around Elatus’ mouth until both were nearly panting. Judging him to be ready to go one step farther Damas’ tongue surged against the other man’s begging entrance to the hot mouth beyond.



Elatus barely hesitated before opening to his friend’s onslaught all thought drowned in the sexual spell Damas was weaving around him. Damas’ tongue invaded the new territory taking it as his own.



Elatus was feeling lust beyond anything he had ever felt before. The arms that had remained glued to his sides found their way around Damas back until he was pressing himself against his partner. He could feel Damas’ erection still confined within his breeches pressed against him own throbbing cock.



Through the lust filled haze clouding his mind Damas became alarmed. He hadn’t thought this would come so far. If he had hoped to gain anything at all from kissing his friend it was a concession that men being together was not a horrible thing. He had never dreamed to find himself pressed flush against the other man grinding his hips against Elatus’ erection.



Somehow he found the power to break their embrace putting a modicum of space between their overheated bodies. “Did that feel so unnatural to you?” Damas asked a bit of his normal wit resurfacing.



Elatus took a shuddering breath trying to regain his brains which seemed to have scattered at the first touch of Damas’ lips. His voice husky with arousal Elatus met Damas eyes “No it didn’t.”



His own voice trembling slightly Damas quipped “Well good then I’ve proved my point.” He turned to leave on shaky legs.



“Wait! Damas don’t leave. I I’m sorry I didn’t mean what I said.”



“The part about being a freak or the part about perverts?” Damas retorted his eyes flashing with anger.



“I said I was sorry I didn’t mean any of it don’t go. I want you Damas stay please.”



Damas turned and surveyed the other man unsure of himself and the situation. When he saw the look of burning lust in Elatus’ eyes Damas doubts melted along with a little piece of his heart.



“Gods Elatus you have no idea how much I wanted to hear that.”



The men met in the middle of the tent in a crushing embrace. Their lips searched the others out then met in their second passionate kiss of the night. It was only the second of many to come. Their hips ground against one another seeking the pleasure they could sense awaited them.



Damas was the first to break the embrace seeking to rid his lover of his offending garments. When his clumsy fingers could not manage the laces of Elatus’ shirt he lost patience and ripped it from him. His own shirt found a similar fate when he tore it violently over his head. Both fumbled with their breeches eventually managing to disrobe themselves completely.



Their bodies quickly reunited their hands roaming each other’s bodies in a desperate attempt to learn every detail. Hands traveled from broad muscled shoulders to hard nipples to narrow hips. Damas large hands found his way to Elatus’ rounded ass gripping the twin globes he pressed his lover to his body. Hard cocks rubbed against one another slipping and sliding in a sensuous dance.



Both men were panting with lust nearly undone by new and surprising feelings. Elatus took charge and led Damas to his bedroll laying him down roughly and falling on top of him. Their lips met once again both sets seeking succor from the other. Damas broke the kiss needing more.



“Love me.”



Elatus didn’t need urging beyond those whispered words. His mouth traveled down Damas’ body tasting every inch. He took his time in reaching his lover’s erection when he did Damas was nearly out of his mind with unsated need.



When Elatus’ mouth met Damas’ heated flesh in an untutored kiss Damas’ hips jerked forward of their own volition. Finding himself deep in his best-friends mouth was too much for him. Damas thrust himself uncontrollably into Elatus’ mouth violently seeking release. And release was had in short order. After only a few strokes Damas’ scrotum drew up tightly signaling the impending eruption.



“Gods I’m almost there!”



Elatus growled around the invading cock triggering Damas’ release. The other man wound his fingers in Elatus hair burying his face in his groin. He spent himself deep in his lover’s mouth sending his seed cascading down his throat. A few last thrusts and he collapsed beneath Elatus exhausted.



“Gods El that was that was . . . ”



“Amazing I know.”



Damas rolled onto his side waiting for his new lover to arrange himself beside him. His face was flushed not only with passion but with blooming embarrassment. “You must think me the greenest of untried boys. I didn’t last a minute.” Damas stared at the space between them avoiding Elatus’ eyes.



“Well in a way we are both untried here.” Elatus reached for Damas’ chin raising his face to look directly in his eyes. “I think you can make amends by returning the favor.” His eyes traveled downward to rest on his still hard cock.



“Gladly ” Damas growled before his head descended to his friend’s eager prick. Elatus jumped at the contact just as Damas had done minutes before. Damas found infinite pleasure in knowing he affected his lover in the same way as Elatus affected him. His own cock grew in response.



Not knowing quite what to do but knowing what had always felt good to him Damas quickly engulfed Elatus’ cock and sucked for all he was worth. He must be doing something right because Elatus’ legs began to wobble and shake. Damas laid him down gently and went back to work.



He bobbed his head up and down eagerly stopping to pay special attention to the head. He rolled his tongue around it and poked at Elatus’ slit. His lover seemed to particularly enjoy that treatment as a large amount of precum leaked out in response. Remembering that he especially relished the underside of his own member licked and stroked Damas fell to stroking the underside of Elatus’ tool.



“Damas! Soon! I’m almost there ” Elatus gasped.



Damas attacked his friends erection with enthusiasm he’d never shown when loving women. His head was a blur as it descended down to the base and back again. Soon Elatus stopped him by jamming his head to his groin as his cock twitched and shot his load into Damas’ willing mouth.



Swallowing the first two streams Damas pulled the overexcited prick from his mouth and directed the remainder of the cum to shoot on his chest and face. When Elatus ceased cumming Damas scooped up a bit of his seed and held it to Elatus’ lips. He opened with only a small bit of reluctance and tasted his own sperm for the first time.



After sucking Damas’ finger clean he proceeded to lap up what had landed on his lover’s face and chest. They ended in another hot kiss.



When they finally broke apart Damas’ murmured “Not so unnatural after all eh El.”



Elatus response was to tackle his friend onto his back and begin loving him all over again. For these two friends a whole new world had been opened in one short night.

Young gay boy with a delicate body is jerking his cock in an open air

I Am My Master s Cock Lover

I m not your typical cock lover but I am your typical cock slave. I m married to a wonderful woman who knows my addiction and is now allowing me to explore it although it took sometime to convince her. I don t lie or cheat or bring her with me but I love meeting men to worship their cocks. No it ll never turn into love unless you count my love for cock. Friendship respect and good times are all the things I care about deeply when I m with another guy. Once I have that I m not his man I m his cock bitch his cock lover.



Take my new Master who commands me to come over to his place after work. It s a Tuesday and that works out perfectly for me. My entire evening is free and I can spend hours servicing him and taking his orders. I m hard all day at work just thinking about the new creative things he has planned for me.



My Master doesn t tolerate my being late so it s a good thing he lives nearby because I can make it to his house within 15 minutes after I get out of work. I let myself in the front door and strip down with my eyes still on the ground.



Master has provided yellow panties yellow bra black fishnet stockings and yellow and black heels that match the yellow dress he has put out for me to wear. I don t ask questions I know what is expected of me. I go to the spare room and put them on along with my make up and walk into the living room where Master is waiting for me fully dressed.



As I enter the room he yells Cockslut get me a beer.



I reply Yes Master.



I go to the kitchen and bring him a beer hand it to him and sit on the floor next too him. He might finish it and he may want more I never know. I just know that he needs to relax after a day at work and that my job is to help him. When Master is ready to talk he will let me know until then I sit at his feet awaiting his command.



Master then commands Cockslut come up here in my lap.



Yes Master.



I climb up into his chair with him cradling my ass in between his legs. I can feel his bulge although he s not the biggest cock I ve ever had he s big enough to feel wonderful under my ass. I do like them huge but if it s a cock I want it it just doesn t matter to me. I want them all and I want them in me somehow somewhere.



Master starts caressing me and suddenly starts kissing me. He knows I m not into kissing other men but that doesn t matter. It makes him happy and I do it for him. I give him as much passion as he wants. My lips tongue and mouth are his and he knows it.



His hands roam around my body gabbing my firm ass and feeling my nipples. He knows this drives me wild and I get even harder under my panties. Occasionally his hand or arm will rub across my bulge but my cock generally gets no attention.



Master pushes me off his lap and I land on the floor with a thud. Most people would ask what that was for but not me. It s what Master wanted to do and I accept it. He knows I m not really into hard spanking or pain or extreme bondage but he does have a mean streak in him and he knows I ll put up with humiliation to get at his cock.



Cockslut why are you such a pathetic fucking loser? Why do you whore your ass to me? Can t you find a someone who respects you more then me?



I m yours master that is all I know and all I want.



He grins at me You are a worthless piece of shit is what you are.



I can only reply with Yes Master I am a worthless piece of shit.



Most real men would avoid a situation like this but I run to it. I must please this man I must.



Master unzips his pants. Do you want this in you Cockslave?



Yes Master.



Master pulls out his cock. It s hard and pointing straight up. He motions for me to come over and I do so. I m on my hands and knees when I get there..



Sit up dog. Beg.



I sit up on my knees and beg for his cock



Master please let me have your perfect cock.



He tells me to open my mouth by grabbing my chin and pulling down on it. I m expecting a mouth full of dick when he starts rubbing it all over my face and head marking his territory. He smacks me occasionally with it and pushes it in past my lips. I ve been through this before I m not supposed to suck his beautiful cock until he tells me too. Right now he s teasing himself. He s teasing me as well. I want to swallow him whole. Finally I hear those magic words



Suck it whore.



I open my mouth and take his cock in deep and then shallow moving my tongue rapidly under the head. Master grabs my head and uses my face as his fuck tool and as well as I can I deep throat him gagging a few times on it. This seems to turn him on even more. Master always comes quick the first time and in no time I m almost drowning in his cum. I swallow it all. Every drop. I actually miss it when it s gone. I love cum. I am a cum slut for him.



Master backs up and his cock pops out of my mouth with a noise. He lifts his leg and knocks me off balance with a gentle kick.



You are such a sissy. Meet me in the bedroom.



I pick myself up and almost trip on my pretty dress. As I enter the bedroom Master is stripping off his pants and I stand there with my head down. When he is done he commands me to come here on all fours and worship his feet and legs.



I come as fast as I can and start to lick and suck his toes as if they are little cocks. Sucking each toe and licking his foot. I move up his leg licking and kissing until I reach his groin. Master is getting extremely hot and is groaning and swaying back and forth. I know he is getting ready for me and I am hoping to please him again and again. He grabs my face and says



Bitch get on the bed NOW.



I do as I m told and in no time his asshole is over my lips. I lick and suck him clean. My tongue digs deep into his ass and I kiss his ass like the worthless shit that I am. How appropriate – a worthless shit licking his ass. I love it. It s an honor to be under him like this. After 4-5 minutes he s had enough of my cleaning and his cock is back to it s hard self. Master reaches over and grabs a condom from his nightstand and throws it on my chest. I m on my knees and he s on his bed sitting and commanding me to put the condom on him. I m fitting the condom over his cock in no time. I ve been waiting for this waiting to receive his long beautiful cock again. Wanting it so bad I look up and say



Master I am yours let me please you..



Master commands On your belly whore.



Yes Master.



I am frighten by his tone of voice but deep inside I want this so bad. We talked about this a lot in our e mails. He s going to fuck me. I ve only had anal sex with two other men and it hurt. I loved it but it hurt. I want to do it again it s a big reason I m even here. I want to be used – mouth ass whatever. I d let my Master piss on me if he wanted. My whole body belongs to him to do as he pleases.



Master will you fuck me gently?



He says Bitch at first I will enter you slowly but once it s in your whore ass should take whatever I give it.



Do you understand?



I bite my lip Yes Master.



I feel my panties being ripped off but I don t look. I m truly his bitch. My face is buried in his pillow I can smell him on it. His hands grab my ass and raise it up to him. God his hands are strong. His right hand disappears and I feel something rubbing across my asshole. The head of his dick I begin to feel pressure.



Master pulls me back on to his cock forcing me to fuck him. It takes some time but he finally pushes it in me. His gentle in and out strokes suddenly change with a slap on my ass. CRACK! He starts fucking me and I can feel it in my throat. He s good ooh sooo damn good. I feel my ass growing comfortable as his cock and his balls slap forward and hit into mine. Here I am in a dress with another man buried balls deep in my man cunt. I m being used and I m in heaven.



He flattens me out on his bed closes my legs and pounds me flat against the mattress. He takes me with a fury of a man that knows he can do as he wants with me. Suddenly he rears back slamming into me screaming



I M COMING IN YOUR ASS SLUT!! FUCKKKKK!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS



His weight is on me now he s breathing heavy and I can feel his sweat roll down my sides. Eventually he lifts himself up rolls me over and I feel the condom splat on my chest. He looks at me and says



Take this with you and get the fuck out of my house until I invite you back. Next time if you are lucky I ll have you serve a friend of mine. He would love that ass of yours.



Now go Bitch leave the clothes and remember you belong to me I may call you and order you over the phone to cum. Do you understand you will not cum until I command you.



I nod my head yes and go change into the clothes I arrived in. I didn t get to cum like I had hoped. But that s ok. I m not a man. I m a toy. A plaything. A cock lover. Anything he wants is his. I will do anything or have anything done to me as long as I can please my Master. I will wait for his call and please him over the phone until he wants me near him again.

Room service boy handles his clients’ huge cocks

The Sailboat

Youth Beauty a nicely sculpted body and a disarming smile are the necessary ingredients to ensure a comparatively easy and enjoyable life. Eighteen-year-old Joey Griffin had it all and then some. Although he knew how blessed he d been he remained a delightful modest and fun-loving guy who d do anything you d ask of him. Secretly I was hopelessly in love with him.



I had already shot many images of Joey lowering the sail but I kept shooting hoping for the ultimate masterpiece. I wished I had an oil painting of him at that fleeting moment. Beautifully tanned he wore shear silk flowered shorts through which his jewels were provocatively visible I loved watching him in those shorts. As usual the single tuft of gelled dark hair lay on his forehead. Big brown bedroom eyes sparkled and his teeth gleamed brilliantly when the billowing white sailcloth s reflected sunlight softly illuminated his near-perfect facial features. In my viewfinder I saw a handsome angel.



Joey wasn t aware that I adored ever bone and muscle in his body and that I had always been madly in love with him. We grew up together and had always been as close as brothers. And It was because of our long close friendship that we confidently put ourselves in hock to buy the thirty-two foot sailboat. We knew absolutely nothing about sailing and were so spoiled by the motor that we set sail on our first dozen outings without learning how to put up them up.



You know Don we re a couple of loose bolts…ya know that huh? Joey asked. It having been a hypothetical question he didn t expect an answer. Have you got any idea how much we been spendin on gas? Another hypothetical as far as I was concerned. Well all I know is that it s dough we shouldn t be spendin . The motor is only supposed to be used when yer leaving or entering the marina. Otherwise with the sails up ya don t have the necessary control. Like if there was a sudden gust of wind we could wipe out the dock not to mention our boat he explained with newly found authority.



Yer gonna make a very important suggestion aren t ya captain or will it be an order? I laughed because I didn t want him to think I was annoyed.



I think we should get ourselves to some secluded spot where we won t embarrass the crap out of ourselves and set our sails.



I knew it d eventually come to this I remarked. And just how much do we know about doing that? He really didn t care for my skeptical smile.



I brought a book that explains everything. It looks simple he said trying to convince me and himself that we could do it. I wonder if we bought too much boat for us Don this pile of cloth ropes and crap looks formidable.



Let s hang up the main one first Joey if we can get that one up we ll be encouraged I suggested.



I think the correct terminology is hoist not hang he corrected. Oh shit! He said wide eyed as he looked toward the sky. We ve gotta climb the friggin pole to put a rope over that pulley wheel. We messed with all that grief for more than six hours nearly garroting ourselves in the tangle of ropes. Joey was knocked overboard twice when a gust swung the jib I think that s what he called it and bashed him into the lake. I couldn t help laughing of course and that got him even more pissed off. I loved the image though and wished I d had the camera in my hand. His shear wet silk shorts had become all but transparent. The way they clung to his butt crack was fabulously delish he might just as well have been naked. Son of a bitch. He screamed at the runaway jib.



And so we finally sailed off into the sunset with numerous electronic aids about which we knew frig all. We soon learned that the bell meant we we re going aground. It was difficult to enjoy the ride with concentrating on the damned bell. The art of sailing was going to elude us for some time I feared. Hey Donnie I think I m gettin the hang of it he said with a big satisfied grin. Still it was a relief when we d dropped the sails to again hear the familiar comforting sound of the engine.



Congratulations captain I said facetiously Now do you have any idea how we wrap up the sails?



Wait ll we dock we can check out some of the others. Don t worry we ll learn soon enough. And thankfully we did become reasonably competent.



The thirty-two foot sailboat had cost us a bundle but we rationalized that we d probably be able to get our money back if we decided to sell it. And we d save a pile of dough on motel rooms. We d be able to stay on the boat for as long as we wanted assuming there was food. Although she could sleep six we would likely never need more than two bunks.



I was very fortunate to be so close to Joey and bask in his reflected glory. He had girls falling all over him- and very often boys as well. I always felt particularly good when guys cruised him and asked if he d like a blow-job. If a girl wanted him she d have to agree to a threesome or arrange for a friend to go with me.



The boat was a dream come true. Having dropped the anchor there was only the glorious sound of the Lake Champlain waves licking at the boat punctuated by the music of one or more of us in the throes of an orgasm. I enjoyed the many occasions when I was able to watch Joey at his hottest. One time when we shared a girl I was watching him from behind. He was on his knees and for the longest time I watched his cock pumping her pussy that scene was priceless. I had perfected the art of recognizing the sounds he made when he was getting close and often I was able to time our orgasms to crest in unison.



He was becoming quite a sailor buying books searching the Internet and going to boat shows. We seemed to be getting along very well. Hardly anyone at the marina laughed at us anymore. We were becoming so proficient – Joey anyway – that he decided we should sail to St. Albans. It was about thirty miles- I didn t know the equivalent in knots. I was very excited by the idea of actually sailing somewhere.



Have Ya got the bunk warmers yet. I asked.



No I thought we could go by ourselves and pick up a couple of bimbos in St. Albans how about it?



Ah don t ya think it would be a little far for us? I questioned.



I don t think so what d ya think could go wrong?



I don t know…I was just thinking we don t have all that much experience especially for a trip so far. Besides Joey you d get bored. Ya d have a shit fit…ya know like just us together in that small space for that long. It was a very difficult think for me to say but I desperately wanted to kill the idea.



What s wrong with you all of a sudden? You think you d get bored with me is that what yer tryna say? I couldn t ever remember Joey getting so annoyed especially because of anything I d done. I wanted to go in the worst way. But I was afraid. I was terrified in fact wondering if I d be able to control myself. We d be at anchor much of the time and we d surely be drinking. I could just imagine undressing for bed just the two of us bombed out our mind and naked in that little cabin. No way I thought I wouldn t be able to endure the mental torture. I ve got to think of some way to get out of it without hurting his feelings. Damn! Why does it have to be like this.



Oh Joey you know goddam well I d never get bored with ya. I was thinking you might get bored. That would be uncomfortable for both of us. I lied. But there are times when a tiny lie is the only way to go.



Ok then it s all settled good. What was I to do. I couldn t live without him. He was the most important person in my life. Well I decided I d have to go and suffer the consequences of my weakness.



When do you want to leave? I asked apprehensively.



Tonight. He quickly replied. Right after dinner.



Ok I said hoping I hadn t sounded unenthusiastic. I couldn t imagine why Joey was so horny to get to St. Albans. If I drank enough I d pass out I thought and maybe I could get through the trip that was all I could think of. I went down to the galley to build a couple of sandwiches to bring up on deck when I met Joey on the stairs.



The wind has picked up quite a bit Donnie and the waves are much higher than we re used to.



What ya think we should do? I asked anxiously.



We re almost at South Hero Island…I checked the charts and there s a bay. We d should be safe in there. His concern was obvious.



Ok Joey whatever you say. It was about thirty minutes later when we dropped the anchor. We had already lowered the sails. The waves were higher than we d ever seen them- lake Champlain resembled the Atlantic Ocean. Ya know what Joey I m goddam scared.



Relax. Were safe here. Why don t you pour a couple of stiff ones buddy might as well start the party now he said laughing. We drank and ate the sandwiches and drank some more.



This is great Don ya know like being together like this…I m feeling so good like ya wouldn t believe.



Me too I lied I don t think I m gonna last too long. What with the excitement and the drinks I can hardly keep my eyes open.



Frig you ol buddy we re havin another drink. This was something I hadn t expected. He was almost bombed. If he got undressed and into his bunk leaving me here awake my problem could be worse than I could ve imagined.



Hey don t leave me here alone Joey wailed let s both have another. If this fucker s gonna roll over I think I d prefer to be sloshed. We both laughed but I wasn t sure why.



I awakened shortly thereafter with my head spinning like crazy but I fell asleep again. It was a strange but beautiful dream. I was being rocked as I d been as a little child. It was very comforting. the picture blurred momentarily to refocus on a pleasant feeling I had of my stomach being lightly massaged. I remembered my sounds of pleasure that became loud enough that woke myself. I remained still imagining I felt heat from a nearby body. When the drunken fog had finally dissipated I realized Joey was in the bunk with me and it was his hand that was holding my cock. Donnie are you awake? He asked whispering softly while he continuing to tug on my foreskin.



Yes Joey I finally replied trying to not show my excitement.



I m so sorry Donnie I I couldn t stop myself…it s been drivin me nuts… ya think ya could let me blow you Donnie?…You can pound my head after if ya want but just let me suck ya first. okay?



Sure go ahead Joey don t worry about it everything is gonna be fine buddy. I placed my hand gently on the back of his head and urged him onto my cock. The feeling was sublime. Hungrily he took me deeply into his throat it felt heavenly. I was already on the edge when he pressed a finger against my hole but it was when he licked the length of my shaft to swirl his tongue round my knob that I had to tell him Joey I m gonna cum. The thought that a part of me was inside of Joey Griffin just about blew my mind. It truly was a case of the utterly impossible dream coming true.



I m sorry Donnie…I feel like I fuckin well wanna die -.



Trust me Joey I butted in I could very easily have done the same thing I m glad you wanted me. My arms encircled the incredibly beautiful body that for such a long time I d craved. Frantically we fought to get a tongue into each other s mouth. I felt so happy and proud when I detected the lingering odor of my cum. Contented we rolled over on our side and fitting together like a pair of spoons waited to finally fall sleep.



Nibbling the back of Joey s neck while holding onto his treasures I couldn t stop wondering if it had all really happened. I thought the happiness I felt at that moment was the ultimate but I knew that wasn t so when he whispered Donnie I ve never felt as much happiness as I do right now.

Muscle army men fuck each other

Curiosity Takes Another Direction

(This is the continuing saga of young men exploring sex with each other…enjoy)



It had been at least three weeks since we had been able to get together so I was extremely horny trying to limit myself to only one or two jerk off sessions a day. We still had not been able to determine who had seen us naked in his room the last time we were together and it bothered both of us. Anyway we both had been busy with other things and with colder weather closing in the cave wasn’t as appealing as it usually was. But we had made arrangements to meet there today which was very cool and over-cast.



Once we arrived Scott lit two lanterns that he had brought which not only gave off light but heat too. We both stripped out of our clothes and were both slowly stroking our own cocks. The cave was cold but was warming up quickly with our body temperatures and the lanterns. We hadn’t said much after all the last time we were together not only had we been very affectionate but we had been seen and I was reflecting on that I thought he was too.



Scott reached into his backpack and pulled out a magazine and said “last night I got into bed and this magazine was under my pillow ” he sounded almost upset “I have no idea where it came from but it’s pretty wild.”



He handed the magazine to me and on the front cover was a picture to two young men kissing and stroking each others cocks. I just stared at it. In the upper corner was the price of twenty five dollars.



“You have no idea who put it there?” I asked almost afraid to open it.



“None!” He replied. He smiled and said “look inside it’s really pretty hot.”



I flipped the magazine open and with three or four pages I say that the two from the cover were sucking each others cocks in a sixty-nine position. A few more pages and one was sliding his cock into the other one’s ass. After about ten pages the one who was doing the fucking was now shooting his cum on the ass of the other one. On the next page he was sucking the guys cock as it exploded onto his face. The final picture of their spread showed the one with cum on his face licking the cum from the ass of his friend.



I was amazed. I was shocked. And I was extremely hard! Precum was oozing from the head of my cock like a fountain and beginning to puddle under around my balls. I looked at Scott and he was staring intently at my cock and stroking his own cock at a rapid pace.



“I told you!” he exclaimed.



“Wow!” I started “that it some pretty wild stuff and there’s more!” I said flipping on past a two page spread of advertisements to find another couple mostly doing the same things. A third spread was a solo of a young man stroking himself and fingering his asshole. When he came there was photo after photo of him licking his cum from his hands.



“Man we have to find who left this!” I said. “Obviously someone is trying to tell us something.”



“I know! I’ve narrowed it down to either my older brother or my little brother but how would my little brother get his hands on this?” Scott asked in a puzzled manner.



Scott had stopped stroking so I asked “about to cum?”



He nodded “Yea and it looks like you are too.” As I had stopped too.



I was still flipping through the magazine and I realized that the pages of cum shots and the pages of the cocks sliding into tight butts made my cock jerk back and forth. I was wondering what it felt and tasted like. I was actually starting to wish that it was my cock sliding into the tight butt.



Scott now flipping through one of our other dirty magazines was the first to speak again after about twenty minutes of silence “so you see anything in there that you might want to try?”



I felt my face flush and didn’t know how to say hell yes! Without embarrassing myself so I simply said “Sure there’s some cool things happening in here. How about you?”



“Sure!” he replied.



“Oh?” I asked “which one do you want to try?”



He walked to me turning the pages to one where the two guys were in the sixty-nine position pointing he said “that looks kinda cool unless you don’t think so.”



“You really want to try that?” I asked.



“Well only if you do. I mean you can pick something else if you want.”



I quickly responded “no no that’s fine with me. I’ll pick the next one.”



Scott smiled and said “well do you want to try it now?”



I replied by saying “lay down.”



He laid down on the opened up sleeping bag I then laid down next to him slowly turning to face the other direction. I reached for his straining cock and wrapped my hand around his warm meat. He did the same to mine and began to slowly stroke me. We were now in position. My cock was only inches from his mouth and his only inches from mine.



As he spoke I felt his hot breath on my cock and it strained harder to reach his mouth “Last chance you can still back out if you want.”



“I’ll be honest I’ve wanted to try this for a long time so unless you don’t want to do it I’m ready!” I could see a smile on his face.



“Me too I’m ready but what about when we get ready to cum?”



I was still slowly stroking his cock watching the precum ooze out of the tip. I decided to try it so I stuck my tongue out to the tip and licked the precum off. He gasped as I did. I then said “Oh I don’t have a problem tasting it if you don’t.”



“I was hoping you’d say that. I’ve tasted my own cum for a while now and I want to compare.” He said.



“Okay then let’s do it.” I then added “I get to pick what we do next though okay?”



“No problem you pick anything I’m up for it.”



I then scooted my hips toward his face as I slid my own face towards his cock. As his cock entered my mouth I was amazed at how soft yet hard it was. The cock was warm and slid easily into my mouth. I began to slide my mouth back and forth tasting the precum as it was milked from his throbbing cock. I could feel dozens of small ridges all over the length of his dick it was awesome. I sucked and pulled on the dick with as much force as my mouth could muster. It was only after a few minutes that I realized the sensation I was receiving on my own cock.



Scott’s mouth was sucking hard pulling my cock deeply into his hot mouth. My cock was surrounded by the most awesome hot wet feeling. I could feel his tongue slowly licking my cock inside his mouth. His hand was stroking my cock at the same time and I could feel my nuts beginning to fill with cum.



We had been sucking each other for almost five minutes when I began to feel his cock start to swell inside my mouth and I knew from the numerous times I had jerked him off that he was near cumming.



My own cock was beginning to swell too.



I heard him begin to moan and his legs started to jerk. He acted like he was trying to pull away from me so I grabbed his butt and forced him to stay in place in my mouth. Seconds later he began to fill my mouth with blast after blast of cum. I kept sucking swallowing as fast as I could but my mouth was filling too fast and several loads of his cum was forcing its way around his cock and out of my mouth. I could feel his hot cum running down my cheek as I felt his cock finally stop. Then my own release started. He swallowed quickly as I unloaded the largest amount of cum I had ever shot. I continued to cum while I continued to suck on his cock.



As his cock began to soften a bit my own finally stopped cumming. I could feel his wet mouth slide off of my still hard cock which disappointed me for a minute until I felt his tongue cleaning my cock licking the cum off that had leaked out. I did the same licking his cock and cleaning the cum off of him.



It had been almost ten minutes since we had decided to suck each other. We both sat up and looked at each other. Scott had a long stream of my cum along one cheek. Obviously I did too as he reached out with his finger and wiped the cum from my cheek. He then sucked his finger cleaning the cum from it.



I reached out and wiped the cum from his face but rather than clean it off I offered my finger to him. He opened his mouth and sucked his cum from my finger.



Smiling I spoke first “Well that was pretty fucking awesome! Did you like it too?”



He smiled back “It was great! Your cum tastes much better than mine! And it was so hot and creamy. Fucking great!”



“I agree. Your cum was pretty good too ” I said adding “I didn’t think you were ever going to stop cumming!”



“ME! You came like a gallon!” He exclaimed.



We both still had raging hardons so I said “Wanna do it some more?”



He grinned “how about I suck you then you suck me? That way we can both enjoy the process a little better.”



“Okay!”



With that he lowered himself between my legs and slid my cock into his mouth. Not having to concentrate on sucking him I laid back and enjoyed this blow job even more. He was slowly sliding his mouth from about midway down my cock to the very tip and then back down increasing the pressure of his mouth as he went. He would stop and lick my balls tracing his tongue around both nuts and then back up the length of my cock. His mouth was hot and wet and so very soft. I reached down and took him by the head and held his head as he sucked harder and harder. I noticed as I griped his hair he sucked harder. When I pulled his hair slightly he moaned and sucked harder even still.



I began to pull his head farther onto my cock. He seemed to open up and take me deeper still. His moaning caused an awesome vibration around my cock. He kept sucking and licking and I was on the verge of cumming as he pulled off again and took my nuts in his mouth as he did he said “how is it this time?”



I moaned as he slowly slid his mouth back over my cock “awesome!” I then asked “You like it when I pull your hair?”



“MMmmmhmmmm ” he moanded.



Getting braver I asked “Do you like sucking my cock?”



Again his response was “mmmmmhmmmmmm.”



“Are you my cock sucker now?”



He lifted his mouth off of my cock looked up at me and replied “If you want me to be I am.”



I placed my hands on his head and forced him back onto my cock he moaned again.



“Yea I want you to be my cock sucker and later I want you to take my cock in your ass!”



“MMMMMMMMHMMMMMMMM!” he moaned again louder this time.



I smiled down at him noticing his eyes looking up at me “You like that?”



He nodded the best he could with my cock in his mouth.



“Suck my cock!” I commanded and his sucking increased.



I knew I couldn’t last long as I now had an image of fucking him. As my cock erupted into his hot mouth he moaned and swallowed taking my second load much easier than the first load. He swallowed every drop draining my cock until it actually ached from being sucked.



“Okay Okay!” I said “it’s all out! Stop!”



He grinned and wiped his mouth as he sat up. Then I noticed a huge amount of cum underneath him and his cock was deflating. He had cum without touching his cock. I then knew that he was really into sucking cock and that he would suck mine whenever I asked.



“Well guess we better go.” I said adding “it’s getting late and very cold!” We then dressed and headed out.