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I remember my first day at college, I had just moved to Northern Ireland with my parents, needless to say I was scared shitless. “You’ll do great Lucy.” My parents encouraged.



I nervously entered the class room and looked around. The tables were all set up in a big ‘U’ shape around the teachers desk and the whiteboard.



I took a seat on the left side of the room and quietly started unpacking my notepad and pens, and the course text book from my bag. I looked up when I heard the chair next to me pull out. “Hi I’m Roisin,” the girl stated.



“I’m Lucy,” I said smiling. The tutor entered the room then and introduced herself to us all and gave out a sheet that had 5 questions on it.



“Now then what I want you to do is team up with the person next to you and ask them the 5 questions on the sheet,” she explained, “You have 10 minutes to find out all about the other person and then you will be called to the front in pairs to introduce your partner to the class.”



Roisin turned to me and said “shall we be partners?” with an expectant look on her face.



“Yes,” I replied.



I glanced down at the sheet of paper in front of me and studied the questions.



1-Tell us a little about yourself. 2-Have you ever met a famous person. 3-Tell us an interesting fact about yourself. 4-What do you want to do in the future. 5-Tell us about your hobbies.



After discussing the answers to each question, I got to know Roisin quite well and found out she had a wicked sense of humour. I could tell we were going to become great friends.



She was a pretty girl, slender but not too skinny, she had chin length white blonde hair that hung in waves and she had the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen.



I don’t consider myself to be pretty, cute maybe, I have dark brown hair that is shoulder length, and straight, and green eyes which I love. We sat and chatted for 10 minutes learning all we could about each other and taking notes on our sheets.



When our time was up the teacher stood from behind her desk and said, “Okay, who is brave enough to go first?” She moved her eyes around the room studying us each in turn.



I looked at Roisin and she nodded so I raised my hand and said, “We will go first.”



As it was technically my idea to go first I decided I should introduce Roisin to the class before she introduced me. So I cleared my throat and began.



“Hi everyone. I would like to introduce you to Roisin. Roisin is 18 years old, and has lived in Toome since she was two years old. She was born in the Ulster Hospital on 15th June 1987. Roisin has a sister and a brother who are three and five years older than her respectively,” I began.



“When she was younger, she and the rest of her primary school met Julian from UTV which she was very excited about, but now she is embarrassed that she met him.” Roisin started giggling as I said this which in turn made me laugh as well.



“An interesting fact about Roisin is that she can play the flute, the clarinet, the bass guitar and the piano. She loves Irish dancing and has been learning it since she was 5. When she was younger and she was asked what she wanted to do in the future she always said ‘be part of River-dance,” I laughed.



“But now she wants to be a nurse, which is why she is doing childcare, so she can do her nursing degree when she is finished. As for hobbies Roisin loves dancing, obviously, shopping, R+B music and movies.” I finished and looked at Roisin who was smiling encouragingly at me.



“Okay Roisin, it’s your turn to introduce us to your partner.” The teacher prompted.



“Hi there, this is Lucy-Mae. Lucy lived in a town called Leyland until she was 18. Leyland is where a lot of the trucks were made just in case you’re interested. She was born in Chorley Hospital on 24th July 1986, so she is 19. Lucy moved from Leyland to Bellaghy when she left school, she moved with her Mom and Dad as her three sisters are all married.” She started.



“Two of her sisters live here in Magherafelt and one still lives in Leyland. When flying from Leyland to here after a holiday visiting her sister, at the start of the summer, Lucy sat next to one of the boys from the TV show Hollyoaks on the aeroplane. She managed to pluck up the courage to talk to him, and they chatted the whole flight, keeping her cool she didn’t let him see how gorgeous she thought he was.” she started giggling as she explained.



“They exited the plane and went through to baggage, and as Lucy only had hand luggage she said goodbye, exchanging phone numbers with him, and went out in to the arrivals section, she quickly got her phone out and rang her sister back in Leyland as she entered the shop in the terminal “You will not believe who I was sitting next to!!!” she excitedly said to her sister just as he came around the corner to buy a bottle of water grinning from ear to ear as she blushed beet red and ran out the exit.” She was hysterical as she tried to finish the story.



I was bright red again, not my finest hour, I can’t convey how gutted I was when I realised he had heard me after playing it cool the whole flight. Needless to say we never met up again, I was way too embarrassed to face him.



When Roisin had calmed down she continued, “Something interesting about Lucy is that she does a lot of fund-raising for different charities including comic relief and children in need, but on world book day last year she raised money for Macmillan Cancer Care, by dressing as the mad hatter from Alice in wonderland for the whole day, doing all her daily tasks including going to work in the evening!” She paused and looked me in the eyes.



“She is definitely a game girl this one. In the future Lucy would like to own an after school club for primary school aged children, so she plans to do her advanced diploma in childcare and education after finishing these two years of early childhood studies and then do a business management course.” She continued.



“As for hobbies Lucy loves reading, all types of music, I mean ALL types, metal, garage, hip hop everything. As well as that Lucy is a big movie buff.” As she finished she turned expectantly to me and I smiled and told her how well she had done.



“Fantastic girls, I can see you spent the time wisely, getting to know each other properly.” The teacher said. The morning went on and the class went to the front in two’s and introduced each other.



When lunch time came I didn’t want to assume she would want to get lunch together so I got my purse and stood up as she said “So, Lucy, Where are we headed?”



I laughed and breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Where ever you fancy, I’m easy!”



She raised her eye brows and replied, “Hmmm, is that so, I can’t wait to find out!” she giggled loudly and I joined in. Her laugh was so infectious.



We became best friends very quickly and when I passed my driving test I would drive her home even though I basically had to pass my village to get to her house. I never minded as we were such close friends. We went on a couple of double dates together but they were always awful so we didn’t bother again we just went out together, movies and food our regular Wednesday night plan.



One night we went to the cinema to see a new film and I was going to park outside the door but Roisin said, “Park in the car park around the corner, just in case somebody would hit your car if you park it on the road.”



“OK, whatever you say, your so obsessed that someone is going to hit my car,” I replied and drove to the car park.



We watched the film which was a comedy and both loved it. When it had finished we made our way to the front door and can you believe it… it was pouring with rain outside. “Fuck me!” I yelled.



“Only if you ask nicely!” She said as she ran out into the rain, laughing. I ran out after her pulling my keys out of my pocket as I went. I reached the car and opened the door.



We both got into the car and I yelled, “Jesus Christ! I am soaking wet!” My white t-shirt was now see through and you could clearly see my white bra standing out from my skin.



“Hmmm, soaking wet huh?!? sounds good!” She said as she winked at me. I found it hilarious how she could flip everything around to a sexual meaning.



***



Things continued this way for the whole two years we were at college together. I never thought anything of what she said to me when she was teasing me, as far as I knew she was straight as an arrow like me, she had her fair share of boyfriends but as the end of college loomed she found herself single again. I had my own share of heart ache and was also single at this point in my life. By this time she was 20 and I was 21.



“Hey Lucy do you want to be my date for the leavers formal?” She asked me one day. “You know, make a no guy’s pact and just go to the thing together?”



“Yeah, that sounds fun! We’ll raise the roof!” I laughed. “As long as I can wear red… it is my favourite colour!”



We went shopping the following afternoon in Belfast to get our dresses. We tried a few shops and in the end we managed to find a dress to wear. On the Saturday of the formal I drove to her house where I would be leaving my car so we could both drink, and knocked on the door with everything I needed to get ready. The door opened and Roisin stood in a towel obviously just having got out of the shower. She let me in and we went to her bedroom to get ready. I did my hair and make up while she went to put her dress on then I did her hair and went and got dressed while she did her make up.



I came out of the bathroom all ready to go and walked into her bedroom. She looked absolutely stunning, her bronze dress was knee length and had gold beading detail around the top. It came up around the neck like a choker and bared her shoulders. Her hair was down around her shoulder blades, it had grown down her back over the two years we have been friends, but she recently got it cut and tidied up.



She turned around and gasped,looking me up and down she said “Lucy, you look gorgeous!”



“Fuck off! No I don’t!” I replied.



“No, seriously Lucy you look Fucking awesome!!” she asserted gazing up and down my body over and over again.



I blushed and said “Whatever! You look a lot nicer than I do! You look beautiful!” as I shrugged off her compliment. I can never take compliments well.



“You tease me, Miss Bradford! I like it!” she giggled winking at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.



I was wearing a scarlet red strapless dress that reached the floor and was a corset style bodice which made my 38DD breasts look amazing! (I really do love my breasts!) Just because we had a no guy’s pact doesn’t mean I couldn’t try and impress. My hair was hanging down to my shoulders and my make up was minimal, with a shock of red lipstick.



When we got to the venue I went to the bar to get us a drink and Roisin went to freshen up. I decided we needed a kick start to the night so I bought us a shot of absinthe and a vodka sunrise. She met me at the bar and I gave her the shot. “Bottom’s up girl!” I yelled.



“Mmmm maybe later!” she laughed. We counted to three and downed our shots. I coughed. I looked up and Roisin’s eyes were watering as she giggled. “Fuck yeah! That’s what I’m talking about! Right in the words of p!nk ‘let’s get this party started’!” She said as she took her vodka sunrise and proceeded to take me to the empty dance floor.



We danced most of the night only stopping to refill our vodka sunrise every once in a while. I went and requested a song after we had emptied our 5th vodka sunrise. When Pitbull’s ‘hotel room service’ came on the two of us went crazy! We danced back to back and face to face, up close, poppin’ and lockin’ as best we could and then I used her like a pole and gyrated all the way down her body.



Roisin got a glint in her eye as I did this and as I came back up she stepped back as she carried on dancing. I thought maybe I had gone too far and got a little self conscious as I danced but then as Pitbull sang the line ’2 plus 2 I’m gon’ undress you,’ she grabbed my dress at the top in between my breasts and pulled me close then he sang ’3 plus 3 you gon’ undress me,’ she grabbed my hands and put them on her tight ass. The next line said ’4 plus 4 we gon’ freak some more’ she had grabbed my ass by this point pulling us nice and close and started grinding her crotch against mine. I was completely taken aback at first but then she leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “I have been so attracted to you ever since that first day in class.”



When I heard them words and felt her breath tickling my ear I got goosebumps and my whole body started trembling as my breathing grew heavy. She saw my reaction and led me to a really dark corner in the place. I was a little nervous and apprehensive wondering what was going to happen but I was also very curious and excited. She manoeuvred me so I was against the wall and ran her fingers through my hair pulling me closer. When our lips touched I thought I would explode.



She kissed me so gently at first and ran her tongue along my bottom lip so I opened my mouth a little and our tongues touched. It felt amazing, her skin was so soft and she smelled so good with the mix of perfume and her arousal that I started to get very wet. We kissed more passionately for a little while not caring that if anyone came close enough they could see what was happening. I gently stroked my hand up from her hip to her cheek and ran my fingers through her long blonde hair, grabbing a handful tightly, and wound my other hand around her back pulling her closer to me so our bodies made contact and our breasts were touching through our dresses.



She lowered her hand from my hair and ran it along the top of my dress and down under my breast cupping it in her small hand and squeezed it gently. She broke the kiss first and just as breathless as me said, “Come on let’s get out of here.”



I couldn’t hide the excitement in my voice as I said “mmmm, yes, let’s!” we walked out side and she motioned to one of the taxis from the taxi bays she gave him the address and turned back to me and started kissing again the whole way to her apartment which the taxi driver seemed to enjoy, listening to him mmmm and ahhhh the whole drive back.



We arrived at her apartment and paid the driver who said, “any time you girls need a lift just ask for Shane!”



We made our way inside and straight to the bedroom … there was only one way this evening was going and we both wanted it so much.



Once we entered the bedroom she unzipped my dress as we kissed again. My dress slowly slid to the floor and Roisin groaned when she realised I had nothing on underneath it. I didn’t want to ruin the look of the dress with ghastly underwear lines.



“Sweet Jesus, Lucy, I could cum just by looking at you!” Roisin said as she leaned forward and licked around my breast with her soft warm tongue, before licking my nipple and sucking it in to her mouth gently biting on it.



While she was playing with my nipples, twisting and sucking them, I started to unzip her dress, pushing it slowly down her body running my hands down her body as I did so.



She looked so sexy, she was wearing a red lace halter-neck bra and red lace panties, her breasts were perfect 34c size that were beautiful, she was a little shorter than me, without our heels on, at 5’5″ to my 5’6″ and had such a pert butt that I couldn’t stop myself grabbing it and pulling her closer to me.



I ran my hands up her body and back to the clasp of her bra and took it off her slowly. Our tongues were still wrestling as I took her bra off but as soon as her breasts were free I had to taste them. So I lowered my mouth to her nipples and sucked them into my mouth. Her nipples were rock hard as were mine, and when I reached down and took her panties off I realised the crotch was soaking, this turned me on even more causing my own cunt to become dripping wet.



The smell of our arousal was super strong and sexy as fuck. We moved backwards until we hit the bed and tumbled down side by side. Once comfortable we started kissing passionately again, lying facing each other on our sides. I stroked my hand down her body and to her very juicy pussy. She gasped in to my mouth as I stroked her slit.



My nerves had officially vanished by this point and I let my instincts take over as I started rubbing her extremely hard clit. “mmmm Fuck Lucy ooohhh that feels so good!” she moaned.



The smell of the room was intoxicating and I knew what I needed to do next so I moved myself lower down her body kissing and licking her soft skin as I went, and got closer to her pussy. When I finally got down to her pussy and spread her lips I was amazed how perfect she looked! So juicy! She had a small triangle of short blonde hair above her slit and small well defined inner lips.



“mmmm, Please Lucy!” She breathlessly whispered as she lifted her hips slightly bringing her pussy closer to my mouth. I inhaled deeply and leaned in closer, closing the gap between us, and licked from her opening to her clit. She bucked a little as I touched her clit, so I began moving my tongue in little circles around her clit then flicked my tongue over it. It was so hot and I was so horny I had to remind myself to take it slow and not to rush her pleasure. As I have been told by others, it is not about the destination, but the journey you take!



After a few minutes of teasing her clit and tasting her sweet juices I moved my tongue lower towards her hole and pushed my tongue inside her, marvelling at how tight her tunnel was. I started tongue fucking her and she started to writhe around on the bed moaning over and over.



After a few more minutes I removed my tongue from her hole, much to her disappointment, but I quickly replaced it with two fingers. As I finger fucked her I resumed licking and sucking on her hard little clit. I was now so intoxicated by the smell of her sex, I could have stayed licking her forever.



Her moaning and her writhing grew more erratic telling me she was getting close, so I focused on bringing her to an explosive climax. I sucked hard on her clit as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, pleasuring her g-spot as I did so.



“Fuck, Holy fuck, ooohhh, Jesus Christ, mmmm” Roisin yelled as she thrashed on the bed and I hungrily lapped up her juices. I moved back up her body listening to her heavy breathing and watching her breasts raise up and down. I laid down next to her as her breathing started to return to normal. I felt her hand on my stomach stroking me as she moved her mouth to mine and started kissing me again.



“Mmmm I can taste myself on your tongue!” she moaned “It is so sexy! I could literally come again.” She pulled me closer and kissed me again, wrestling her tongue with mine.



She moved her hand along my body as we kissed, twisting my nipples then stroking my stomach as she moved her hand still lower and down to my thighs. She gently stroked higher but kept teasing me by moving her hand so close to my mound but not quite touching it before moving her hand lower down my thigh again, repeating the motion over and over.



By the time her hand made contact with my slit I was dripping wet and practically desperate for her touch. She parted my lips with her fingers and gently stroked from my tight hole to just below my clit, careful not to make contact just yet. I tried lifting my hips to meet her hand but she was too quick and lowered her hand before contact was made.



She moved her mouth from mine and kissed my breasts and sucked on my nipples gently biting them as her slender fingers finally made contact with my now fully engorged clit. “Mmmmmm, Oh fuck, Roisin!” I tried but failed to hold in the moan that escaped my lips.



She began her expert manipulation of my clit … rubbing circles around it and rolling it between her thumb and finger, nipping at it, sending me delirious with pleasure. Her fingers felt so soft against my sensitive clit.

My name is Yasmin Scott and it was my first day of college.



I walked through the grand stone entrance to the college and looked around at my future, all I had was two suitcases and my old friend Lucy by my side, I felt the nerves flutter like butterflies inside my stomach. Lucy turned to me and said “so where are you staying?” I looked at the piece of paper in my hand and it said in bold letters, ‘Yasmin Scott, Sennen Johnstone, Building 12, Room 202.’



I turned back to Lucy, “over in building 12″



“aww that sucks I’m in Building 6, over the other side of the campus” she replied “well I’ll catch up with you later” and after a quick hug she turned and walked off.



As I walked across the campus the nerves left me a little bit, I am 5 feet 5 inches and have 34D breasts on a curvy body, and with my blonde hair and blue eyes I was drawing, much to my pleasure, a lot of male attention.



I finally made it over to building 12 and climbed the stairs to my room, I paused outside my door and glanced at the slip of paper in my hand, what was protocol here? Did I knock on my own door? Eventually I decided to stop being such a baby and pushed open the door to my new home, and almost passed out with shock.



Standing at the end of one of the two beds was the girl I took to be Sennen Johnstone. She was about 5 foot 7 and I’d guess she was a 32C, she had the perfect body, slim and tall, with tattoos of swallows on her hip, and her hair was a shiny raven colour, and when she looked up I was pierced by her Hazel eyes. And I knew all of this because she was in just her underwear.



I instantly stammered some apology and tried to turn out the door, but she just walked up to me, unclothed as she was, and shook my hand,



“you must be Yasmin? I’m Sennen.” her voice was clear and high.



“Err hi, yer I am” I managed to finally get out, then Sennen just looked down at herself and went back to the bed, and her clothes, making some comment about her only just arriving and it being colder up north. And with my cheeks blazing red I started to unpack my stuff.



That evening I got to know Sennen really well and she seems like a really nice person, and as we had talked long into the evening I was glad to finally get into my bed. But just as I was starting to fall asleep I heard a rustling next to me, accompanied by the occasional small moan. Of course I was embarrassed beyond believe and promptly rolled over and covered my ears until I finally drifted off to sleep.



The next morning was more hectic than I could of imagined, tours of the campus and learning my way around dominated my morning, and by the time I plonked myself down in the cafeteria I was so tired I didn’t even realise my friend Lucy sit down beside me.



“OMG I have been doing some digging and you are going to looove what I found out.”



I gave Lucy a despairing look, she was always one to gossip,



“I overheard some people talking about some Sennen Johnstone girl yesterday, and I thought to myself, hang on isn’t that Yasmins roomie? So I decided to listen in and you will never guess what I found out!”



I had kind of zoned out of Lucy chatter by now but her next words snapped me out of my reverie.



“She’s a dyke! Like proper full on apparently!”



I just stared at Lucy in mute disbelief, I know Sennen came across as a bit crazy, but as a lesbian? No way. I turned to question Lucy further but she had already jumped up and was probably running off to divulge this new piece of gossip to someone else.



That whole afternoon I couldn’t stop thinking about what Lucy had told me, and even Sennen said I was more reserved that evening.



But it wasn’t until I was in bed that night that things got weird again. Again I heard those tell tale noises from the bed only a few feet from mine, but instead of just rolling over, I listened. The rustling was getting faster and the moans getting loader, until there was a long shuddering breath and then silence. I felt my own hand then slide down my body until I came to my soaking wet panties. I quickly snatched my hand away and rolled over. I was going to have to ask Sennen some very serious questions in the morning to sort my own head out.



In the morning Sennen and I were sitting at the breakfast bar munching on some cereal, when I finally plucked up the courage to stammer out,



“Sennen… Are you a lesbian?”



She slowly turned round to face to me,



“what did you say to me?”



I looked down at my spoon and very quietly managed to reply,



“well, do you like girls?”



Her cereal bowl smashed into the size of my head quicker than I could blink, sending milk and cereal flying everywhere. I fell sideways off my stool and sprawled on the floor. Then there was unimaginable pain in my scalp as my face was wrenched upwards by my hair.



Sennens eyes were no longer the kind Hazel I had grown accustom to, but were as hard and cold as slabs of stone,



“you will learn you little bitch” she growled, and then I just had time to see the heavy wooden chopping board come towards my temple as my world went black.



When I woke up my head was throbbing to the extreme and even opening my eyes was a chore. I felt disorientated and nauseous, but realised I was in the bathroom just in time to grab the toilet seat and throw up. I eventually managed to stand up and look at myself in the mirror. I was an absolute mess. The right side of my face was covered in a thin sheet of blood, but after I cleaned myself up, was relieved to see it was only from a tiny cut on my temple.



My next thoughts were of escaping, I tried the door and the window, and managed to shout myself horse crying for help, but nothing worked.



I sat for hours in that bathroom, not knowing the time other than the fact it had gone dark outside, I was hungry beyond believe and my head still hurt, when all of a sudden the door was pulled open.



And there stood my captor, she was dressed in a purple and black corset, fish net stockings and 5 inch heeled boots. And even in my terrified state I had to acknowledge that she looked magnificent. In one hand was a long whip and in the other a set of steel handcuffs. I jumped up and sprinted towards the door, and just as I got past her she lashed the whip, and it felt as if my back was on fire. I fell to my knees and again the whip cracked, driving me face down onto the floor. And then as the cuffs where clicked painfully onto my wrists I heard a whisper in my ear,



“rule number 1, don’t try to run.”



As I was pulled upwards I got a first proper look at our tiny room, there were candles everywhere, the two beds had been pushed together and to one side, and had chains secured to each bed post. And in the middle of the room were two chains with manacles hanging from the ceiling, while below them was a pair of steel boots that had been bolted to the floor. And I knew I was doomed.



I tried to struggle free from Sennens iron grasp, but I just received another whip blow to the back of my thighs so I stayed still. She marched me over the steel boots and hinged open the front half.



“feet in” I was commanded, and I knew as soon as I didn’t I was going to get another blow from the whip that was twitching in Sennens hand. I turned round and stepped back into the giant boots,



“Ah the bitch is learning” Sennen crooned as she swung the front closed and put the padlocks in place. Now my legs were encased up to my knees in cold, solid steel.



Then each of my arms were grabbed and forced into the manacles, leaving me stuck in the middle of some sick star jump. Sennen then walked, long legged and sexy, over to a tool bag in the corner. She drew out a long bladed knife, that even to the naked eye looked razor sharp. She raised the knife like a dagger and came towards me.



I shut my eyes and screamed. I thought that my lot was up, but then I felt the blunt edge of the knife slide from my breast bone to my crotch. Slicing through my t-shirt and bra. Then she moved with quick efficiency, and using the minimum of cuts to completely remove my clothing.



“Ah that’s better” Sennen said as she smiled. I opened my eyes to find myself shivering and naked in the candle light. She sauntered over to me and placed her hand straight onto my shaved pussy and started playing with my clit, then she kissed and bit her way from my neck down to my tits, were she started caressing my nipples with her tongue. No matter how hard I tried I felt my pussy getting wet and my nipples getting harder by the second.



“So you are a dyke? Interesting… Well now we are over the first hurdle your training can begin”



“But I’m not a lesb…” I went to reply but an orange ball gag was stuffed into my mouth.



Sennen then reached up and extended both the chains, causing me to topple forwards until they stopped me again, suspending me with my ass sticking in the air. I heard her walk back over to her tool bag, and when I glanced through my steel clad legs I saw her poised just behind me with a giant cock strapped around her waist.



This thing was huge, bulging and veiny it must of been about 10 inches long, with a girth to match. I felt the head of it press against my pussy as Sennen started talking.



“Rule number 2, I fuck you how I want, when I want.” And with that said she thrust her hips hard forwards. I gasped around the gag as that huge cock filled me. I could feel it stretching the Walls of my pussy and forcing itself deep inside my hole.



Then the fucking really began. I could feel all the ridges on that huge cock as it was pumped in and out of my pussy.



‘Rape. That’s what this is’ I thought as I was relentlessly screwed from behind, but even though I knew I was getting no choice in this, it felt so damn good! The feeling of all the contours of that giant dong being forced deeper and deeper inside me soon had me moaning.



“Ah the little slut likes it” Sennen said as she franticly pounded my hole, “now remind me of rule 2″ And she pulled the gag from my mouth.



The first thing that left my lips was a moan of pure delight, I then felt a stinging pain on my ass as Sennen slapped it with all her force.



“I said rule number 2 bitch!” she shouted as she slapped my ass again.



“You can fuck me whenever you want” I managed to get out between moans.



“No!” she screamed, and pulled the cock out of my pussy and placed it against my ass hole,



“I can fuck you whenever, and HOWEVER I want!” And again she lunged forward with her hips.



I felt my ass split as that giant cock forced it’s way into my shit hole, and I screamed. The pain was terrible, a pain even worse than death itself. And I was given no rest as Sennen started pumping her hips with the same ferocity that she fucked my pussy with. I thought the pain was never going to end, I could feel blood running down the inside of my thighs and tears wet on my face, but eventually, even though the pain didn’t get any better, there was something else there apart from the pain. My sobs slowly turned into moans as my ass carried on getting pounded. By now Sennen was also rubbing my clit and playing with one of my nipples as she fucked my ass.



I soon began to feel a pressure building in my crotch, I was being fucked furiously and my screams seemed to bounce of the walls. It wasn’t long before a brain shattering orgasm overtook my senses, leaving me shaking in my bound position.



Sennen laughed as she pulled the cock from my ass, leaving it open and gaping,



“You little fucking slut” she said as she slapped my ass, “you loved every second of that didn’t you bitch.” I couldn’t even reply I was so confused.



“Right bitch,” Sennen continued, “remember rule number 1″ She moved around me un doing all the locks and clasps until I was again standing on my own two feet.



“right bitch, over to the bed” I wanted to say no and run for my life, I could feel my body swaying towards the door. But some primal instinct was drawing me towards that bed. Was this me finally accepting my fate? Or was I just curious to see what pleasures where coming next? Well for whatever reason, I slowly sauntered towards whatever plan Sennen had in mind for me….

I woke up laying on Daisy’s inner thigh. Her cock was lying right in front of my face. It smelled so good. It smelled like sweet perfume and cum from our previous romp. I smelled it and began rubbing the tip of my nose on it and then slowly I began kissing it. Daisy began to slowly wake up and did her cock. It grew more and more as I continued to kiss it and rub it between my lips. I got up on my elbows between Daisy’s legs and began licking her beautiful, fully erect, eight inch dick up and down. With her eyes still closed and now fully awake, Daisy grabbed her cock and positioned it right in front of my mouth as if to imply that she wanted me to suck it.



I placed my puckered lips on the tip of it and slowly opened them up and began to lower my mouth on that sweet smelling dick of hers. I slid down all the way until her entire dick was in my mouth. I held it there as my tongue worked the underside of her cock in my mouth. My hands were caressing her legs and her hips as I tongue bathed this beauty’s dick. I was up on all fours at this point as my ass was sticking out and my asshole gaping.



I was too busy giving Daisy the blowjob of her life when I felt something on my asshole. I could feel that it was liquid and didn’t care since I knew my ass was sticking out there just waiting to get fucked by one of the other girls. My eyes were closed as I was now sucking Daisy’s dick with full force. “Aw, fuck! Aw yeah, baby suck my cock! Oooo, yeah!” said Daisy as I gave her an awesome blowjob.



What now felt like a finger on my asshole must have been rubbing the what seemed to be lube, was making circles around and in my hole. I could feel a finger nail going in and out of my hole as I was being lubed up. I twitched a bit as I could feel my ass getting ready for some she-cock. Then Daisy looked up and saw who was lubing me up.



“Oh my god, Nicole. Crystal is rock fucking hard and is about to fuck you,” said Daisy. I took my mouth off of Daisy’s dick and looked at the little 19 year old shemale with her throbbing cock pointed at my gaping asshole. I spun around and laid on my back with my legs spread wide and put my head between Daisy’s legs with her dick right next to cheek on the left side of my face. I grabbed Daisy’s dick with my left hand and began working it with my fingers. “I’m sorry Daisy, but I need to see this hot little thing fuck me.”



“Oh I know, Nicole. I do too,” said Daisy.



Crystal placed her throbbing 9 inch dick at the entrance of my asshole. Her moans were more like whimpers as I could tell she was so fucking horny and she couldn’t wait to finally fuck another shemale she had always wanted to. She pushed her cock into my asshole and it began to slide into me. She didn’t stop until all of her fully erect, shemale dick was in my shemale ass.



Her mouth was wide open as she looked in amazement at me. I gave her an approving look and bit my bottom lip. Keeping eye contact with her, I turned my head to face Daisy’s dick and began kissing it, and licking it as Crystal began to fuck my ass. Her mouth never closed as she began her first strokes of fucking another shemale. She had goose bumps all over her body and her nipples from her fake 34 C tits were rock hard. She began with slow, soft thrusts but those were now turning into slow, hard thrusts into my ass. She was holding my legs underneath my thighs for support during her strokes. I finally looked up at Daisy and she was just staring at Crystal’s dick going in and out of me.



My cock was so hard. Each one of Crystal’s thrusts pushed my slightly curved dick onto my stomach and smeared the precum all over it. Daisy began to rub the precum all over my stomach and around the base of my cock. I continued to kiss and smell Daisy’s sweet dick. That smell of her cock made me so fucking horny. I really began to stroke her dick even more now and rubbed my thumb near the base of her cock on the underside. That is her g-spot and I would know from all the sex romps we’ve had over the years. I’ve made that sexy bitch cum so much.



But now we were both fixated on our new shemale lover and her hard dick going in and out of me. “That’s it baby. You’re in charge. Fuck my ass! Spray your cum on us! Fuck me real good, baby!” I told Crystal. She didn’t hesitate and I think she had gotten over the fact that she was finally fucking another shemale and began pounding me.



“Aw fuck yeah! Aw fuck! I’m fucking shemale ass! I’m fucking shemale ass! I love it! I love it!” Crystal said as she began to completely loser control and was giving me the fucking of a life time. She was now on her knees and her palms were on the floor next to my sides as she fucked me harder and harder. This sent Daisy over the edge as she was now jerking her own cock and sprayed her cum all over my neck and my tits.



Crystal, still fucking me real hard with her eyes closed tightly from the hard fucking, was squealing so loud that we didn’t even hear Holly walk back in the house. She was out getting some more baby oil and lotion from the store and walked in as Daisy was cumming on me. She watched the hot little 19 year old shemale fuck her hot girlfriend like a wild horse. She set down the bags and sat on the couch and whipped her dick out and started stroking that magnificent dick of hers.



With Crystal positioned the way she was on me, my cock was rubbing on her stomach and mine. I couldn’t hold it any longer and my cock began squirting cum between us getting some on me and some on her. It felt so amazing.



“Oh my god, I’m gonna cum!” said Crystal. She got up onto her knees and pulled her dick out and began furiously jerking herself off as gobs of thick, white cum shot onto me. She covered my cock and my stomach with gobs of her cum. Shot after shot. It was amazing.



I was a hot sticky mess, covered in Daisy’s, Crystal’s and my own cum. Holly walked over to me, now stark naked with her cock rock hard and straddled me and then squatted down to her knees and positioned her dick between my 38 D fake tits. She sat right in all of the cum that covered my stomach as she began to titty fuck me. She used some of Daisy’s cum to lube up her cock as she stroked that dick and squeezed my tits together. She made out with Daisy as she fucked my tits hard. I could feel the cum that Daisy shot on my neck begin to run down behind my head.



Then, amazingly, I felt Crystal rub all of the cum she shot onto my dick. She got my cock hard again and then began sucking me off. What an amazing sight that must have been. Four hot shemales, one laying on the floor getting titty fucked by another she male while another shemale sucked the one getting titty fucked’s dick and then the shemale doing the titty fucking, making out with another hot shemale. It didn’t take long for me to cum again. “Fuck, Crystal. Swallow my fucking cum…uuuuuuuuuuugggggggggghhhhhhhhh!” I groaned as I came in that beautiful girl’s mouth. She kept her mouth on my cock until I was fully unloaded and swallowed all of it and the cum she shot onto me.



Holly looked back to see Crystal swallowing my cum and she burst shots of her own jizz on my face from her titty fucking me. She got up and turned to Crystal and the two of the stood up and began making out and grinding into each other they began making their way to Daisy’s bedroom and then disappeared down the hallway.



Daisy got up and then laid next to me. We kissed with Holly’s cum still all over my face. She caressed my tits and I played with her hair. We unlocked lips and smile at each other. and gave each other one more peck before we both got up, me soaked in everyone’s cum, we walked hand in hand to the showered as we listened to those other two fuck each other’s brains out.

I sat in Karen’s lap for some time, gazing with love at my little sister’s beautiful face. A sheen of sweat glistened on our naked bodies. Her cheeks were flushed with passion, and a warm smile graced her beautiful face as I thought about the huge load I had just blasted into her mouth and she had hungrily swallowed.



I bent towards her and our mouths met in a hungry, fiery kiss. I could still taste traces of my semen in her mouth as our tongues wrapped themselves around each other. We kissed long and hard, the heat of our bodies against each other fueled our passion.



“You’re a warped little girl, you know that Sis?” I kidded. “So you think I should take advantage of my own daughter, huh?”



“Ha ha, you love it!” she replied. “And she needs it waaayy worse than you do. You have a little sister that will suck you off and fuck you whenever you want. All she has is her fingers, your picture, and that Trevor character, who squeezes her boobs like he’s milking a cow. She needs your cock, Bro. I think you’d be really doing her a disservice if you didn’t give it to her.”



“OK, I can see that you’re serious. I love Marisa, but believe me when I say I’ve never EVER allowed myself to think of her that way. But you’re right, we’re brother and sister, and we fuck like rabbits. I guess it’s sort of hypocritical of me to start drawing lines if she’s of legal age. How do I, uh, you know, hit on her?”



My little sister broke out in a fit of laughter. “Oh my god, Bro, you are so cute… you sound like you’re her age.”



I snorted. “Well, this isn’t exactly your standard dating scenario. I’m relying on you being right about her having the hots for me.”



“It’s simple, really, Big Brother. You already do everything for her she needs. You know she’s upset lately, right? Just invite her for a chat and have her sit on your lap. You know how she loves that! Cheer her up, tell her she’s beautiful, then start tickling her. She’ll be laughing, giggling and squirming against you in your lap! Her pussy will be hot and moist. It shouldn’t take much to shift things into a sexier vibe. It’ll be like taking a cherry from a teenager!”



“God, Sis, you make it sound so easy!” I exclaimed. “I wish I had your confidence…”



My sister talking about my daughter like that had my cock stiffening again. Karen didn’t fail to notice that development, and reached out and started stroking it.



“Seriously,” she stated, “this is going to be easier than cougar hunting at male strip clubs at closing time. You can’t fail. But I see you have a growing problem here that needs attention. My pussy is on fiiiiiiire, and you need to stick that cock into your little sister’s cunt and fuck her real hard, right now!”



I laughed and grinned at her. “You’re really in a mood tonight, Little Sister! OK, your big brother’s going to stick his cock into your snatch and pound it like a steam engine!”



She spread her legs wide and I placed the head of my cock at her lips. She was slick and hot, and in one thrust I slid to the hilt inside her. She exhaled at my insertion, and the look of pure lust on her face made me want to fuck her into oblivion.



“I love you, Big Brother,” she moaned. “Fuck me.”



I started slowly pistoning my shaft in and out of her dripping pussy, savouring the sensation on my penis. She was so wet that I was already making squishing sounds as I fucked her. Since I had just shot a load in her mouth, I had more staying power this time around, so I set to the task of thoroughly fucking the shit out of my baby sister.



I grabbed her thighs and scooted her butt closer to the edge of the couch, spread her wide and really started driving into her. My balls and pubis were making slapping sounds against her pudenda and buttocks; small mewling gasps started coming from her throat. My little sister makes the sexiest noises and faces when she’s being fucked, and right now she was kicking me into super overdrive!!



My cock was tingling as I started hammering into her twat, my prick slicing into her like a hot knife into butter, slapping and squishing noises attesting to the fury of our passion. I drove deeper and the helmet of my dick started beating against her cervix.



Karen started crying out, “AH! AH! AH! AH! YES! YES! GOD YES! FUCK ME! AH! AH! YES! GOD, FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT!!!” I didn’t think I could get any more turned on, but her words drove me to new heights of lust!! I looped my arms underneath her thighs and lifted her so I could stand on my feet with my legs bent. I drove my rod into her quim with a fury, ramming into her as fast as I could, my glans battering away at her cervix and g-spot, causing her juices to start leaking out all over her ass.



Her gasps and cries started building up into a keening wail. If there were any neighbours anywhere near the house, I was sure they must have been able to hear! “OHHHH FUUUCK, BRO, I’M GONNNA CUUUMMMMMM!!!!!!” she screamed, her head thrashing back and forth, her eyes shut tight and her hips bucking wildly.



“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” she howled out as her pussy clenched down hard on my dick. I huge spray of girl-juice shot out of her pussy, spattering all over me and onto the throw rug and couch. Her hands were flailing around and grabbing onto anything they could, the cushions, her hair, her boobs, my shoulders, as she convulsed and writhed as she came all over my cock.



I started slowing my pace and her eyes snapped open as her mouth gasped for air. “OK! OK! OUT! OUT! ENOUGH!! I CAN’T TAKE IT!!!!”



I withdrew my cock with a grin as she shuddered, her head rolling around and her eyes blankly staring at nothing. “Was that good, my sweet little sister?” I asked her.



“Fuck.” She replied, panting. “Fuck, too good. Soooo fucking good. I haven’t cum like that in a long time. Wow, did you fuck me good!!”



I just laughed as she gasped and heaved. “Ooooh, fuck, I can’t stand up!” she laughed. “Oooh, too sensitive. Wow, I’m vibrating.” She made half-hearted attempts to stand, then gave up, lying on her side curled up, shivering. “Hmmm, you need to cum, huh, Big Brother?”



“I’d love to, Little Sister,” I said. My cock was glistening with her juice and pointing towards the ceiling.



“Why don’t you fuck me up the ass?” she invited. “That would be soooo good right now, and I, uh, sure squirted out enough lube for it.”



“Fuck, Sis, you are a wild woman tonight! OK, I’m in! Get your ass ready, here comes my cock!”



She rolled over on her hands and knees, spread her legs and thrust her butt in the air. Then she started running her fingers over her butt and thighs, moistening her anus with the juices. She then gently stroked her labia, shuddered, and started inserting her fingers into her asshole. There was so much of her juice that in no time her fingers were slick and sliding into her rectum two, then three at a time. My dick was hard as steel and throbbing. I scooped some of her juice from her thigh, causing her to jump a bit, and rubbed it all over my shaft. She spread her legs wider and pushed her butt up and out more.



“Come here and fuck my ass,” she breathed as her hips gently rocked back and forth.



I moved forward and placed the tip of my tool at her puckered anus as she withdrew her fingers. I spat on her asshole, causing her to giggle, and gently pressed in with my cock. Karen spread her butt cheeks with her hands, trying to give me easier access. She gasped as the head of my cock popped in, and gave a low groan as my shaft entered her rectum slowly, inch by inch. She growled a deep, throaty “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh….” as my cock filled her fully, balls deep in her bowels.



“How’s that, Sis?” I queried.



“Sooooo fucking good….” She moaned. “Go slow. Slow and deep.”



I slid the length of my shaft back and almost out, then slowly back inside. She purred the whole way. The fronts of my thighs were sticky to her butt because all her love juices. I loved the feeling. I slowly withdrew again, spat on her anus, then gradually reintroduced my dick to the depths of my little sister’s ass. Her head was tilted to the side up against the back cushions of the couch, so I could see her eyes shut tight and the smile on her face.



“Mmmmmmmmm,” she purred as I slowly drove into her ass to the hilt, briefly pausing with my full weight against her butt, my cock probing into her colon. Then I drew back out, paused again with the tip just inside her sphincter, and leaned back in, letting my weight push my cock all the way up her ass.



“OK, you can go faster now,” she guided. I started carefully increasing my pace, thrusting in and pulling back, using my hips rather than my full body. Karen made little cooing yelps as I penetrated her bottom to full depth. I continued pumping in and out. The sight and sounds of my little sister were always so arousing and exciting while she was being sodomized, and tonight everything seemed to be just that much hotter.



“Do you want to cum, Bro?” she rasped out in between her yelps.



“Fuck yeah, Sis” I rumbled. “I have another river of cum built up. I can feel it right in my guts. This is going to be a huge load.”



“OK, fuck me,” she prompted me. “Fuck me up my ass! Give it to me good and hard, Big Brother, and shoot you jism right up into my asshole!!”



“God, yes, Sis!!” I barked, as I shifted into high gear. I started driving my cock hard and fast, slapping against her ass cheeks as I plumbed her butt, reaming my little sister’s rectum, stretching it out wide with the force of my determined pounding.



I felt the beginnings of my orgasm start as Karen started crying out, “UH! UH! AH! UH! FUCK!! UHHHHH!!!” as I mercilessly fucked her butt. It was an incredible sensation, feeling the friction of her clenching rectum on the shaft of my penis as I hammered deep into her beautiful rump, preparing to fill her bowels with my white, thick load.



“Oh, shit, I’m gonna cum Sis!” I gasped. “I’m gonna cum right in your ass!!”



“Yeah, fuck, do it!!” she encouraged. “Do it! AHH! Cum!! AHHHH!! Pound me hard and cum right up my fucking ass!!!! AHHHHHH!!! YEAAAHHHHH!!!!”



My rhythm was blinding now, my hips and cock a blur of motion as I furiously butt-fucked my little sister, my balls tightening as I prepared to unload my sperm in her rear.



“OOHHH, FFUUUUUUCCKK!!! HERE IT COMES!!!” I roared as I felt the first spurt rise. Ecstasy seized my body as my cock spasmed and twitched, erupting in an almost painful blast of jizz, balls deep in Karen’s butt.



“God yeah!! Shoot your sperm in my asshole!! Oh, god, I can feel it spurting!! Oh, fuck, more!!” Karen yelled out, egging me on. She was such a sexy slut, and I couldn’t get over how hot she was. Dirty and nasty, better than any porn bitch I had ever seen. And she was my sister! And I fucked her all the time! I felt like the luckiest guy on the planet.



My penis kept swelling and pulsing as my semen pumped it’s way into her bowels. I could barely move as I came, spurt after spurt filling my sister’s ass to overflowing with white, thick cream.



I finally slumped forward, spent completely as my dick was lodged to the hilt in her colon. “Ohhh, my sweet little sister. That was so good. I love you so much,” I sighed, bending forward to kiss her. Our lips met as she twisted her head back to meet me. We kissed hard and deep, our mouths searching and reaching for each other, trying to find the depths of our souls through our mouths as I felt her anus clench periodically on my slowly softening rod. It was like her ass was giving my cock loving, gentle squeezes. I knew she loved to feel my cock grow soft in her rectum, so I stayed on top of her like that and we kissed, until after a few minutes my dick was almost completely flaccid, and I slipped out.



“Oh, fuck!” Karen giggled, “Uh, it might be a little messy!”



I got off of her and she rose a little unsteadily. My semen dripped from her anus. She giggled again. “I’m gonna run and clean up before we totally ruin the furniture down here!” she stated and rushed off to the bathroom. I collapsed on the couch, my body overwhelmed with sensation and my mind running a million miles an hour, with perverted thoughts of my horny, slutty little sister, and my sweet, beautiful, innocent daughter.



The next day was an agony of anticipation and anxiety. I imagined what I would say to Marisa, thought about how she might respond, slipped into fantasy about what might occur… My cock would start stiffening, and I would get freaked out, try to cool myself off, think totally unsexy things… I was terrified of what might happen if Marisa walked in and I already had a raging boner. That was sort of the point though, wasn’t it? God, it would be so much easier if she was like Karen. She had made the first move on me all those years ago. How had she gotten the guts? How did she know I would respond? What if I had wigged out, rejected her, said she was sick and needed help? Fuck, what if Marisa says that to me? My conflicting thoughts were giving me near panic attacks.



My phone went off. I checked it and it was a text message from Marisa. “Just got off the bus, Daddy. Be home in a min.”



My heart skipped a beat. My dick started swelling in my pants again. I gave my head a quick shake and exhaled sharply, trying to imagine geriatric nuns or dead puppies. “Look natural,” I told myself. “Be cool. No problem. What are you, like fifteen or something? It’s all in control.” Shit, was I sweating?



A couple of minutes later I heard a key in the lock, and then the door opened. In walked my gorgeous daughter, her chestnut brown hair held back with a barrette, her perky boobs straining against her black skull-and-crossbones t-shirt. She had on a pair of skinny jeans with black sneakers. She put her purse down on the table and came towards me. She had no makeup on her angelic face –she was such a natural beauty – but she didn’t have that million-dollar smile that I was so used to seeing.



“Hi, Daddy,” she said as she encircled me in a hug and kissed my cheek. Once again I was fighting the urge to get a hard-on at the sight of my perfect daughter. It was easier this time since I was so genuinely concerned about mood.



“Hello, Angel,” I beamed at her. “Where’s my big smile today? Didn’t you have fun with Julie and Jamie last night? I thought you girls always had a ball!” Don’t lay it on too thick, I told myself. Be cool.



“Yeah, we had fun, Daddy,” she replied distractedly.



“And aren’t you excited to go back to the lake next weekend?” I asked her.



“Yeah. You know I always like going to the lake,” she said blankly. “I guess,” she added.



“Oh, come on,” I said in a playful voice. “I know when my pretty little girl has something bothering her. What is it, sweetie?”



She looked directly up into my face with her deep brown eyes and a tiny frown. She looked like she was about to cry. “It’s nothing, Daddy,” she said in a defeated tone. She turned to go upstairs.



“Now, wait,” I began. “I can tell something is eating you.” Hm, I’d sure like to be the something that was eating you, I thought as my prick twitched. “Come on, honey. Talk to Daddy. You know you’re still my little Mars Bar!” I said to her, using the nickname I had given her as a child.



“Daddy, I’m not a little girl anymore!” she protested exasperatedly as she whirled to face me.



Oops. This wasn’t going so well. OK, time to pull out Karen’s advice.



“I know, Marisa. I know you’re not. You’re a grown woman. I know I have to start treating you like an adult. You’re smart, you’re responsible. I didn’t mean to make you feel like a kid, sometimes I just think of you as my daughter.” Oops. Oops again. Shit! Damn it, get it back on track! “I’m just concerned about you. You know I love you. I love you with all my heart. And you’re a pretty young woman. In fact, you’re about the most beautiful young woman I’ve seen in my whole life.”



“You have to say that,” she said. “You’re my dad.”



“No, but I really mean it. I’ve seen you grow into about the most beautiful, desirable woman in the world. Sometimes I have to catch myself when you come around the corner from the bus stop. ‘Wow, who’s that hot girl!’ I say to myself. Then I remember it’s you,” I grinned at her.



She giggled half-smiled back at me. “Thanks, Daddy,” she said.



“I do know something’s bothering you though, and I want to help. I promise I will talk to you and treat you like the grown woman you are, but will you indulge your old man a bit and sit in my lap so we can have a chat?” I asked, my heart racing a bit as I sat on one of the kitchen chairs. Down, boy, I thought to my dick, trying hard to keep control.



“OK, Daddy,” she said in a small voice as she looked into my eyes with her head sort of bowed and a pixieish grin spreading on her face.



She sat across my lap and sort of slouched, her head still bowed but her eyes raised to meet mine. Was that love in her eyes? Maybe that kind of love? Yes, I thought to myself. Damn, my little sister really seems to know what she’s talking about!



“All right,” I began. “I’ve noticed that something has really been bugging you lately. Let me take a wild stab at what’s causing it. Is it about a boy?”



“…Sort of,” Marisa said softly.



“And is it because you’re a little confused? Maybe things weren’t what you were expecting, or what you thought they were?” I continued.



“Yeah, sort of,” she said.



“Is it because Trevor maybe isn’t what you thought he was? Maybe he’s been not quite the total gentleman sometimes?”



Marisa’s smile went sort of half-cocked, but she said nothing.



“Well, let me tell you something. I was his age too once, and I did things that were a little less than gentlemanly sometimes. When a young man is attracted to a pretty girl, they will push for things in a way that isn’t so nice. Hormones rule their actions. I have never questioned you or your judgment, and I trust you to make good decisions. I just want to make sure that you put yourself first. Make sure that if you do anything, it’s because it’s what you really want. Having a boyfriend is one thing, but you’re past the puppy love stage. Things can get serious and I want you to always think about the future when you act. Think about what might happen next week, five years, or ten years in the future. If Trevor is the right guy for you, you’ll know it. But if he isn’t, or there’s someone else you think that is, well, you don’t have to do anything with him that you don’t want to, right?”



“Right, Daddy,” she grinned at me. She put her arm around me and leaned in to me more.



“Besides which, young bucks like that don’t know how to treat a lady anyway. It’s only wizened, experienced men like your dad that really know what a woman wants. For example, I knew you were feeling a bit sad, and I wanted to cheer you up. So….” I said, reaching for the bag that I’d hid under the table before, “These are for you.”



I handed her the colourful bouquet of flowers I had retrieved from the bag, watching as her mouth opened in a huge smile and her whole face lit up with delight. Reaching down into the bag again, I produced a small felt box, saying, “These are for you too, sweetie.”



Her smile broadened further as her as widened in surprise and curiosity. She put the flowers down on the table and opened the box, discovering the two small diamond earrings that I had bought for her earlier in the morning.



“Oh, Daddy, they’re beautiful!! The flowers, and the earrings!! I’m so happy, Daddy, thank you, thank you!!” she exclaimed.



She removed the studs she had in her ears, put them on the table, ran to the hallway mirror and put the earrings in.



“Daddy I love them! They’re so pretty!!” She ran back into the kitchen with uncontained enthusiasm exuding from her entire being. She fairly leapt onto me in a big hug. She wrapped her arms around me as she straddled me, kissing my cheek again and again. “I love you Daddy!” she squealed. I put me arms around her, returning the deep hug. “You’re the best!” she said. I was acutely aware that if it wasn’t for a few layers of cloth and about one inch of distance, her pussy would have been rubbing against my cock. I couldn’t remember the last time we had sat like this; it certainly had been at least ten years… My dick responded by starting to come to attention, this time I didn’t fight it as diligently.

8:24 pm – i scarf down a Chinese chicken salad before leaving for the party, so that i wouldn’t park myself near the cheese and crackers all night. The tiny slip of paper hidden within the fortune cookie that i eagerly cracked open read this: “what do you want?” Now, how in the hell is that a fortune? I turned it over, looking for something more as i nibbled on one edge of the broken bland cookie. Nothing.



i drive on two freeways, obediently following the instructions of my in-car navigation system, but not really paying attention to where i was going, lost in my own thoughts … What do I want? Stupid fortune that isn’t a fortune, but it was an intriguing question. What did I want?



A chance to do it over again, to turn the page back to that day, or rather turn the page of our collective novel backward in time, to that crisp evening when we first met. Today reminded me of that day — the cool-clean feeling of a new january morning — the world simmering after a three-day thunderstorm.



i walk confidently into an unfamiliar house, alive with a festive early-January party; people sucking out the last breath of the holidays. i step into the grand room, and instantly “feel” your presence; across the room, holding court, but keenly aware of my every move. The secret scent of your desire –distinct from any of the other party scents; the sticky sweet pall of liquored bodies sweating out seduction in flavors of cinnamon, apple and pine, but the fervent burn of your lust that only i could smell above them all, made me heady and unsettled.



i acknowledge the erotic sensation of You undressing me with your mind’s eye, as you smile in conversation with some nameless woman across the room — just out of my view. i bow my head down to one side, attempting to somehow eavesdrop on Your inner-dialogue, listening to Your silent assessment of me.



You’re paying attention to that girl with seemingly rapt attention, but Your steely-blue eyes are on transfixed on me, burning through me, conjuring up fantastic fantasies of the dirty slut you’d turn me out to be, just as soon as you decide the “when” of our situation. The next second wouldn’t be too soon in my estimation, but i silently forbid myself the luxury of acknowledging my slutty needs and instead turned them to intensify on the fierce wanting to only serve You and make You happy.



Then the question of “where?” the bathroom, the kitchen, the coat closet? no matter. And with that sly thought, my cunt flushed with hot need, reminding me of my dirty desires … My smooth virgin neck tingling with the ache for your touch, your warm breath whispering dirty words of exactly who i am, and the nasty, naughty things You’d do to me; Your nose brushing gently against the back of my ear as You nudge my hair away, and whisper how “fucking hard” i have made you with my slutty presence … how You are quite aware of what a total whore i truly am – underneath all this charm-school-girl etiquette that i present outwardly – and how very soon You’d fuck my mouth, my cunt, my mind … and “oh look here …” just look how wet the little slut has become. My, my … I lick my lips absentmindedly.



You smile mysteriously through the crowd at me, and then turn away, breezing back to your conversation with that woman. Foreign, lithe, pretty, feminine; her lips more plump than mine, her hair darker, longer, her tits a little fuller, her eyes colored with the same lust and desire — though not as intense — as my eyes. i felt the pangs of jealousy rise inside of me and clenched my jaw. i don’t know her, and i don’t care to — I didn’t like her energy from the get-go, and not simply because she had Your attention. i instinctively perceived her as “fake,” and i just don’t care for fake people.



She only seemed interested in You because of who you are in our little social circle … the success You’d achieved, the material things You had acquired, the material comforts your lifestyle could provide to her.



But there you are across the great room, glancing back at me — our eyes meet. my eyelids flutter, trying to recapture my imaginary interaction. i bite my lower lip unconsciously in remembrance of my sweet dirty fantasy, and unwittingly tuck my hair behind the ear where i felt your make-believe breath hiss my fate.



i turn away completely, my face red with shame, my back to you, engaging in mundane conversation – a valiant effort to deny You access to my psyche, my body, as i desperately attempt to ignore You.



i momentarily lose my balance, teetering to one side of my tall black high-heel, and then regain my equilibrium with an about-face toward my Hostess, turning my attention to trivial party things: how was your new year and how about that rain; what can i get you to drink and let me hang up your coat; did you try that new restaurant downtown and how is your dog? Questions i know the answers to are easier for me to answer.



You don’t seek me out, rather You let me marinate in the wanton juices you’ve stirred up … my cunt hot with the desire to be plunged into deeply by Your thick cock again and again. And ultimately left wanting more.



I move gracefully around the room, smiling my winning smile, flitting from one mindless exchange of niceties to another; trying too hard to pretend as though i don’t notice you … feel you … need you. You never lose sight of me, and i no longer know what it is like to not feel you near me. Something has changed, the earth has shifted – the imprint of you upon me … i can’t shake this, and it is unsettling, unfamiliar, scary and new.



i wander outside, feeling alone in unfamiliar dark waters that you have suddenly pulled me into. i amble, unaware and aimless, down a garden path while trying to reconcile the feelings that you’ve riled up inside of me.



a hedge a turn a bench a fountain … a lusty thought that pulls my attention away my self-awareness



a realization: i’m lost and alone in a strange place. i sigh, only partially thankful for the solitude i’ve stumbled upon in the wooded backyard of this party.



the quiet pierces the night, and i am quickly keen to the reality that there are no longer sounds of a party surrounding me, just the crackle of newborn stars, and a faint flutter of tiny cricket wings attempting one last lonely note.



i slow my gait, perk my ears, listening to the crunch of leaves under footstep. i stop, crane my neck out like a fawn assessing the change of mood. The quiet grows louder, my heartbeat thumps harder, the wind skips across the thin fabric of my dress and my nipples shiver straight to attention. i hold my breath.



Your “hello” thunders through the night air and my breath is sucked from my quivering chest.



i spin to meet you face to face, but it is such a foggy night, that all i can make of You is a shadowy, dark figure. i’m at a loss for words, (a rarity for me,) and You laugh at having caught me off guard.



“it’s rude not to reply to a greeting, you know.” You chastise me.



i stammer, “i, uh, i’m sorry … i just … You just …” i peer into the night, trying to pretend as though i don’t know it is You.



“um, do I know you?” i ask meekly, attempting to sound strong and in control.



You step out of the shadows and stand as close as You can without touching me.



“Do you know me — ha!” You shake Your head.



The night settles between our two worlds.



“Cheeky, little slut.” You’re genuinely amused at my response.



You press your warm lips against my cheek, and breathe in the sweet smell of my face, gripping a chunk of my golden hair tightly in Your strong hand.



“You’d better fucking know who I am, darling whore.” You hiss with warning. My knees go weak.



Then you wrench my head back, and pull the top of my dress to the side, exposing my supple tit, just there for Your taking. i gasp in shock and make no move to protest, only whimper & silently beg for more.



You graze your lips gently over the length of my smooth neck. i’m clearly aroused by Your forcefulness, Your perfect knowledge and command over my body … just a grunt, a sigh, a tug and i involuntarily react.



You slip Your free hand quickly under my dress, and press your palm against my hot slit, searing through my stockings.



You shove two thick fingers into my fiery cunt, piercing through the thin fabric of my fishnets — not caring that You’ve ruined them.



Your tongue dances around my ear lobe, teasing me. Hissing at me, riling me up. i melt in your arms, with deep, dizzying submission … i’m Yours … i always have been, but on this night, the moon is finally our witness.



You push me back against an ancient tree, sticky with fresh sap. I moan, unable to contain my desire. Then You release me, studying me, almost smirking at my lust and wanton need, playing with my eagerness for stimulation … i plead with my eyes, but say nothing. i can’t admit it even to myself, let alone, to You, this need, this desire that lives inside of me.



“What do you want, little one?” You reserve the more accurate name of “slut” for later because You sense that i’ll be more trustworthy and relaxed. How You know this, though, i am at a loss. Plus I can feel you’ve already dismissed me as being able to even remotely spry with you. I’m just butter in your warm strong hands at this point.



“i” scrambling to think of a witty smart reply. “i….” i decide not to answer, to deny the insatiable and forbidden desire inside my soul. i just stammer and sigh.



You release me and move to walk away, bored with my lackadaisical response.



“Wait!” i shriek, fearful that i’ve pushed You away for good. “Please, Sir!” i beg.



You turn with a sly smile on your chiseled face. “Well? I’m waiting, slut.”



I lick my dry lips, wind whipping against us both, “i … i …” and i’m not quite sure how to formulate the words to convey to you all that i want.



“Nevermind.” You grow impatient and dismiss me, sauntering off, back to the party.



“Sir, please!” I plead with you through the January night, my gravely voice getting lost on the wind.



i hear your footsteps slow, but i know that i have little time with which to persuade you.



“i know what i want.” I bravely declare, not even sure what i’m going to say, only that i do not want you to leave me.



“Yesssss, what then, Aurora?” Your impatience is conveyed in the texture of Your voice. You knew what i wanted too, but you weren’t going to let me off that easy — you wanted to humiliate me by making me acknowledge it, force me to own my desires and speak them aloud.



i shiver in the chill of the night, my plump breast still hanging out in the open as a testament to the slut that resides inside of me. my mouth wet with saliva, cunt wet with fire, tiny strands of hair sticking to my sweaty face and a look of what i know must be pure submission.



“Sir.” i whispered. Why was this so hard? my entire body hot with shame and desire. “Take me, fuck me, punish me, own me.” i blushed at my admission.



You chuckle softly at my raw lust for You and all that You have to offer me, considering all of the ways you could turn the slut inside of me out.



“You’re just a cock-hungry whore that needs her ass spanked & her cunt filled.” The honesty of your words cut into me, enflaming my entire body, my pussy smoldering.



My breath quickens…my heart races … can i be…can i truly be this much of a slut?



The night air is cool against the bits of steamy breath that escape the slight opening of my mouth. i close my eyes in shame.



A tear creeps down my cheek … why did i feel so ashamed at confessing my dirty desires aloud to You?



The wind scattering the audible evidence amongst the branches and leaves of the trees, the silence falling still between You and me.



Suddenly i feel You closer. The back of Your hand caressing my tear…loving my pain…approving of my desires.



You tilt my head up … Your gaze melts me, although my eyes are closed and i’m disbelieving of Your “realness.” This can’t really be happening … It is.



“Open your eyes…you will behold your true nature…I will unleash it for you.” You quietly assure me of a future i’ve only fantasized about for so long.



Your tongue traces over my lips…i inhale Your sweet breath… it invigorates me and stirs the longing hidden deep within my soul.



“Yes Sir…please.” i manage, barely audible as I melt against your fiery presence. “i beg you.”



This is all i’ve ever yearned for in my life.



“Oh, slut.” You hiss in my ear-hole, as you grip my hair tightly from the nape of my neck, thrusting me back, “I’m going to make you mine, and you’ll exist only to please Me.” Your tongue finds its way inside the cavernous tunnel of my ear, exploring, melting me in Your hold, tasting my dark thoughts.



“And we’ll let the naughty little slut inside of you bloom into who you were always meant to be in this life.” You promise, and lead me — Your hands still firmly clutched around my silken hair. You shove my head down, forcing me to kneel on the tiny pebbles that littered the ground.



“On your knees, slut.” Your tone darkens as the moon disappears behind a cloud cover.



My balance wavers as i obey Your command. You release Your hand from my hair, and my head falls innocently against Your bulging cock, throbbing with heated need beneath the fabric of Your slacks.



i moan, accidentally. i catch myself, ball my fists up and force them to my side, as i raise my eyes to meet Yours.



The longest, most truthful moment of my entire life is shared between our gaze. i cannot close my mouth, nor open it to speak the words that would convey to You just how much i need You. Need to submit to You.



“May, i, Sir?” I finally whisper, afraid of the words.



“What do you want, slut?” You hover above me, barking the words ferociously at me.



You know exactly what i want — You’ve known forever, but You are going to make me say it, regardless. i raise my voice a decibel higher as my knees tremble, gnarled against the river rocks.



“Sir? May i please suck Your beautiful cock.” i bite my bottom lip in shame at the little whore You reduced me to, in the backyard of someone’s party.



You draw in a deep breath, not moving Your gaze from me, and reach down to unleash Your beautiful, solid, perfect cock from within the confines of Your trousers. Seeing your beautiful manhood in all its glory makes me dizzy, heady with lust.



Instead of waiting for Your verbal approval, my mouth instinctively feeds hungrily, lavishly on your smooth, throbbing, warm cock. i devour You, slurping and moaning my way up and down Your delicious street, as if it were the only sustenance my wanton little whoreish mouth had ever known.



You bend over me, while I’m in the middle of a trance, my mouth getting fucked by You. You slap your hand down on my ass, pushing my head deeper down on the length of Your cock.



“You slut, you. I never gave you permission to suck my cock.” Instinctively, i arch my back and raise my ass up as if to beg for more punishment. You indulge me.



Smack, Your hand comes down harder over my cunt this time, and You keep Your hand against me.



“I can feel your hot little cunt under your dress.” You hiss to me. I get dizzy with arousal. I moan, my pink-wet mouth vibrating Your cock down the cavern of my throat. “I know exactly what she wants …” You muse.



You grab my hair and yank my mouth from You, strings of saliva and precum trailing off my lips and chin. I’m bewildered and stunned. You smile down at me, shaking Your head, denying me. Then smiling and taking away my toy, tucking Him back into his gray cotton-home & zipping up your trousers.



My eyes get wet with tears whose origins i do not understand. Did i do something wrong? Did i displease you in some way?



You pause for a moment, eyes appraising, breaths slowing. i practice my patience and wait for Your command.



“Face the tree, remove your dress, and place your hands over your head.” Your tone demands a response, and i scramble to my feet and turn to face the tree. While I’m complying with Your wishes, you pull out black leather gloves from a hidden coat-pocket and put them on each hand. i sense the tone of the situation taking a dark turn.



“Yes, Sir.” My reply is a husky whisper.



My entire body trembles with anticipation, and my self-awareness is unrelenting still. However, there is little time to process thoughts for too long.



You grasp my hair, the scent of new leather wafting into my olfactory. You tilt my head back, whispering in my ear. “You are mine now, slut, and I will do with you as I please. Do you understand?”



“Yes, Sir, i understand and am grateful.” my voice had now regained some confidence, as i tried to get a foothold in our endeavor. My body flush and my cunt gushing; a dull ache throbbing betwixt my thighs.



i raise my hands and clasp them behind me, in trusting obedience to Your instructions. You smile with deep approval and gratitude — i’ve momentarily pleased you.



Your fingertips sear against me as they trail down the long country of my neck and back. You pause at the curve of my buttocks, pressing your thumbs into the muscles just above my ass. And then … The smack of your leather-clad hand on my ass shocks me out of my bliss, knocks me off my floating cloud. i gasp, and yet my desire surges. You replace your spank of your hand with the spank of your swollen, hard, perfect cock, and then at once you drag it along my ass & cunt crack and then with a mighty thrust, ram it up my tight asshole. I squeal out in shock and delight & alsmot fight against you. Your head pressed to mine, you deeply breathe & every swirling fiber of my being — twisting up my heart up and shoving it into my throat. I only want for you to possess me, own me. I’d do anything for you. This was the first stop on the SubSpace Express ….. Next stop delirious Domination.

I never expected to be writing something like this, but I guess sometimes life takes a person into unusual places. A short time ago I had an experience that was very strange, but enjoyable as well—and it seems as though it would be of interest to the community here.



I had occasion to be visiting another state where my ex-fiancé and her family still live. Carol and I had been together for a number of years and I got to know her family well. There were several avid golfers in the family, and we used to play together a lot.



To make a long story short, I had let Carol know that I was in town—there were some business items that we had to take care of and it seemed like a good idea to get those done while I was in town. She was her usual bitchy self.



As we parted she looked at me and smirked, “I’ll let Dave and Rick know you’re in town. They may want to see you for a round of golf.” I let her know that would be fine with me.



She just laughed and said, “I’m sure you’ll get a lot more out of it than you did before.”



I had no idea what she meant, but didn’t worry about it. Dave was an older man and Carol’s stepfather, but he had always been great to me. Rick was married to Carol’s step-sister, and was also a great guy.



Later that morning, Rick left a message on my phone. They weren’t playing golf, but they were going to get together to watch the final round of the Masters tournament. They invited me to stop by for a “guys only” day before I headed home. I decided to swing by for a brief visit on my way out of town.



When I arrived at Rick’s large house, I was surprised to see Philip (Carol’s adult son) and a friend of his were there too. I immediately wondered if I had made a mistake. Philip and I had been quite close, and he had taken my breakup with Carol pretty hard.



Rick and Dave put me at ease right away, and made me feel very welcome. I was very happy to find that they were still cool, even though Carol and I had had a messy break-up. Even Philip was very friendly, giving me a big hug before introducing me to his friend, Tyler. They had met playing hockey together and how were college roommates.



We went upstairs into Rick’s “man cave”—big-screen TV and the works, and watched the computer feed of the early part of the tournament while we waited for TV coverage to start. “Watching,” of course was about 10% watching golf and 90% chit-chat as we got caught up with everyone’s lives. We also started drinking gin and tonics, which got everyone pretty relaxed too. We started teasing each other in the good-natured way that we always had, and I soon felt very much back at home.



After about half an hour, Dave redirected the conversation by saying, “Well, Mike, it hasn’t been the same around here since you and Carol broke up. Everyone’s house is a lot quieter now.” Everyone laughed and told me that family weekends had been entertaining since Carol and I had sex pretty frequently and she was very loud. Dave and his wife Janice had a very nice house on the beach, and the family would gather there regularly on holidays. Apparently Dave and Rick had heard Carol and me going at it at one point or another—and Philip told about how he got to hear us at home on a regular basis. I joined in the fun for a bit, and the conversation drifted on to other sexual things—mostly frustration with the wives’ lack of interest in sex.



Dave’s wife, Janice, was Carol’s mother and she still went for sex on occasion, but not nearly as often as Dave would have liked. Kathy, the wife of Rick, was not much interested in sex at all anymore and mostly approached it as though she were servicing her husband. Both Kathy and Carol had been violently opposed to pornography—Carol always got pissed off when she found out that I masturbated to porn, even when we were separated for long periods, and she and Kathy would share their disgust about it.



Apparently, though, Janice had talked with Kathy and got her to understand that if she wasn’t that interested in sex, it was a good release for Rick to service himself and enjoy his girlies. Janice and Dave had come up with that arrangement and it worked for them. I chimed in that since I was now single, my porn collection had grown significantly. Philip and Tyler listened intently as we older guys shared our secrets about masturbation and pornography.



During a lull in this conversation, Dave casually said, “Maybe we could see a bit more about what we’re talking about. Are you guys ready for a little variety in our viewing?” Without waiting for much response, he fiddled with his computer and a soft-porn strip video began playing alongside the golf. I laughed and asked what was up.



Rick explained that they had begun getting together years ago to watch sports “and other stuff” while the women hung out by the pool. Carol had let Philip come along at first “to get it out of his system” and he just continued to come, eventually bringing his friend Tyler along too. They all laughed and said that it had become a good “male bonding” ritual to watch sports and porn. Rick’s house was large enough that it was no problem to find places to “finish up,” as they called it. One of the back bedrooms overlooked the pool, so occasionally they would jerk off while snooping on the girls in their bikinis.



The video continued and the girl on the screen now was masturbating. After she brought herself to a moaning orgasm and squirted across the bed, Rick asked what we’d like to see next. I was getting a little turned on and a lot uncomfortable, and started to say goodbye—I had about a six-hour drive ahead of me. The guys were a disappointed that I wanted to leave, though, and they earnestly asked me to stay. I finally relented. Having just reconnected with some formerly very good friends, I didn’t want them to feel like I was running out on them. And the sexual atmosphere that was going on intrigued me.



Rick chose a nice lesbian scene as the next round and we watched the golfers play “Amen corner” while two cute blondes played with each other. As the girls moved into oral sex, Philip turned to Tyler and said, “This is a really good jack off video,” and they both laughed. He was right—the girls were really cute and were sensually kissing and feeling each other’s bodies. I was getting hard, even with the other guys around.



Rick got up to refresh everyone’s drinks, and as he brought them around he made absolutely no effort to conceal the enormous erection in his shorts. Philip said, “Gee, Uncle Rick, you’re really hard.”



Dave responded, “We all are, son, it just that Rick is better blessed than most of us.” Everyone laughed. By the end of this video, the other guys were rubbing their dicks through their pants. I was startled to see that Philip and Tyler were sitting together on the sofa, making no effort to keep their legs from touching. From time to time they would reach over and rub each other’s cocks through their pants. I looked at Rick and saw that his huge member was poking out from the leg of his shorts. He just looked at me and winked.



Dave said, “Mike, you’re the guest here, so I think you should pick what we watch next. What do you like?” I explained that I was probably not a great choice since I mostly enjoy watching girls smoke. They were mystified by this and asked me to show them. I went over to Rick’s computer and found “Fusswhip” on YouTube and put on my favorite video. That didn’t do much for them, but of course I really enjoyed it and the guys watched fascinated as I got turned on. They asked me what she was doing that I found sexy, and wanted to know more about my smoking fetish. While Rick put on another strip video, we talked more about what aroused us and that increased the level of general horniness.



Rick then said, “Well, Dave’s pick should be last for this round, so I think it’s up to you, Philip.” Philip chose a cumshot compilation that featured some incredible blowjobs.



After a couple of minutes Rick just said, “Fuck, it’s time for me to get started.” He just slipped off his shorts and began stroking his cock with long, slow strokes, milking out the precum to get himself lubricated. Within a minute or two the other guys all undressed and started beating off slowly.



I hung back, but Dave came over to me and said softly, “Do you need some help?” I was beyond caring about who was around, and the sight of the guys stroking their rampant erections was a real turn-on. I was surprised at how excited I was getting, since I’ve never been interested in sex with another guy. Finally, though, the sight of Dave standing in front of my slowly stroking himself got to me and I undressed and joined in.



Rick stood up and came close to me so he could watch. He looked intently at me and said, “Oh fuck yeah. I used to listen to you fucking the shit out of that little bitch Carol and wish I could see your cock. It’s nicer than I imagined.”



Philip and Tyler walked over and Philip chimed in, “Ever since the time Rachel and I saw mom blow you I’ve wanted to see your dick again.” Tyler played with Philip’s ass and whispered into his ear and they both giggled. “Yeah,” said Philip, “I wished I was the one blowing him instead of mom.”



Then Rick said, “Carol told us that your tastes had changed and that you’d probably fit in to our little club here.” I asked what he meant by that and he explained, “She said that you broke up with her because you liked fucking guys.”



I realized then that the bitch had set me up. “No,” I explained, “I have a new girlfriend and we’re going to get married. I think Carol just wanted to make sure that I was the bad guy.”



Dave smirked, “No one really believes a word of what that little whore says anyway. But we thought it might be fun to include you on our guy time anyway. We still fuck the ladies whenever they’re in the mood. This just lets us take care of our needs beyond that.”



I laughed and said, “Well, if you can’t beat ‘em—er, beat off with ‘em, I guess.” And everyone laughed. By now, Rick had put on a video of a threesome with two guys and a girl. The guys plowed into the girl from every angle, with some nice cock-to-cock contact as well. The girl made each guy assist with the cumshot for his buddy. As we watched that, Philip and Tyler began feeling each others’ balls as they jacked off.



I felt myself become rigidly erect. As I began to stroke myself, I glanced around and saw that the other guys were starting to get more into it, too. Rick was working his hand slowly up and down his massive tool, using a twisting motion as he reached his head. Philip and Tyler were jerking themselves with quick, nervous strokes—stopping and starting to tease themselves. They were facing each other and were touching each other with their free hands—roaming over each others’ bodies and focusing on their partner’s testicles as they jacked off.



Rick went with a nice blowjob compilation for the next show. This one, though, mixed some guy-to-guy action in with the heterosexual offerings. A cute blonde girl sucked an older guy’s cock, making him groan loudly before unleashing his sperm. The next scene was a young guy blowing the same older man. This time the older man stared intently at his partner as the young man sucked him expertly. Soon the older cock was twitching. Unlike the girl video though, the young guy skillfully brought his partner to a softer, but deep, shuddering orgasm. The man moaned softly, and we watched his buddy’s cheeks and throat work as he swallowed the entire load.



Dave’s cock was twitching, too. Since he was standing next to me I could see the precum oozing as he jacked himself. He was fixated on the scene on the screen, but leaned in so the head of his cock was brushing against my face. As he stroked, he deposited a streamer of precum along my cheek.



Rick said, “Dave, come over here, and I’ll show Mike what we do at this point.” Without saying a word, Dave just moved over to Rick and proceeded to anoint him with precum as he did me. As he made his next stroke, he held the skin back tightly as Rick turned his head and took Dave’s tool into his mouth, sucking it in deeply. Dave’s eyes closed and he put his hand on Rick’s head, guiding further down his aching shaft.



“Ahh, fuck,” he sighed, “I love the way you blow me, Rick.”



Rick gave him a slow, steady blowjob as the action on the screen continued to unfold. A glance over at the sofa revealed Philip laying back with his eyes closed as Tyler’s head bobbed up and down on his penis.



Rick removed his mouth from Dave’s cock just long enough to put on some new porn, this time a nice compilation that featured multiple couplings of men and women in various permutations. None of us, however, were watching the screen anymore. Dave was gazing intently at Rick’s hand and mouth working his cock. I heard Philip groaning, and looked over to see Tyler’s head bobbing faster as he began inserting a finger into Philip’s twitching anus.



“Your stepson is about to blow,” grunted Dave as he fucked Rick’s face. Rick freed his mouth, using his hand to rapidly jack Dave’s cock.



“So is your father-in-law,” Rick laughed.



A brief grunt then a shout drew my attention back to Philip. Tyler had removed his mouth from the young cock and was jacking it off as Philip began shooting into the air. Dave’s face set as he watched, and I saw his body begin to grow tense.



I looked up at him and asked simply, “Can you do that?” as Rick removed his mouth and began imitating Tyler’s furious jacking. It only took a second before the streams of semen burst forth from Dave’s throbbing penis, splattering onto Rick. Rick and Tyler milked their partners dry and Dave and Philip relaxed with satisfied smiles.



After a moment, we all realized that there were still three throbbing cocks that needed attention. Dave turned and walked over to me, but Philip gently pushed him out of the way. “Please, Uncle Dave, I want to do this, ok?” he asked softly. Dave just smiled and nodded. Philip looked over at Tyler and asked shyly, “Is it ok with you if I do him?”



Tyler giggled and said, “Well he’s your step-dad…or at least he almost was, I guess I won’t be too jealous.” He and Philip both laughed. Then Philip knelt between my legs and looked up shyly.



“Gee, I guess I should ask you too. Is it ok, Mike? I’ve wanted to do this for a long, long time.” I was really touched, and just smiled and nodded. I was astonished at how hard I had become and how much I wanted his mouth on me.



Philip took my erection in his hand and gently stroked it a few times, then he deftly swirled his tongue around my head and eased his mouth down my shaft. As he created the suction, I was surprised at how much firmer he was than Carol—then I realized that I was in a man’s mouth. That became even more obvious when he began blowing me in earnest—the firmness of his grip, the intensity of the suction and the perfect speed of his stroke made me realize that he knew exactly how to get the most out of a cock.



Soon, I felt my head swell inside his young mouth. Philip sensed it, too, and began working me more firmly. I glanced over to see Tyler standing in front of Rick. As Rick sucked him off, Tyler’s ass worked back and forth. Dave knelt behind them and began to play with Tyler’s ass and Rick’s balls before swallowing Rick’s twitching erection. Philip focused my attention back to him by stroking my balls very gently, then sliding his finger back to my asshole.



As with so many of our activities that day there wasn’t much preamble. Philip swallowed the entire length of my cock as he eased his finger into my ass. The combination caused my body to tense and lift up out of the chair. Philip never missed a beat as his finger expertly found my prostate gland and began to make slow circles on it while exerting a gentle press/release action. I grunted and faintly heard Rick say, “Shit, Mike’s blowing into Philip’s mouth already.”



“Ahh fuck, I am,” I groaned as I felt the first shot burst from my aching dick. I grabbed Philip’s head and held it down on me as I shot several powerful spurts into his mouth. I heard only gulping sounds as he swallowed it all, then he slowly eased his mouth off of me and sat back on the floor.



“That was fun,” he said with a big smile, “Did you like it, Mike?”



“Oh Jesus, Philip. It was amazing,” I said sincerely.



Philip nodded toward the other three guys. “It looks like Tyler and Rick are headed to where you just came from,” he said softly. I looked over just in time to see Tyler’s ass twitch as his semen began to shoot. Rick’s cheeks bulged, then he began to swallow. Tyler’s ejaculation was so strong, however, that some escaped from the corners of Rick’s mouth and splattered down onto Dave’s bobbing head. Tyler finally finished unloading and stepped back. Rick released his cock and gazed down at Dave’s mouth as it quickly brought him to the brink. Tyler knelt down and began to kiss Rick passionately, and, after just a few seconds of that, Dave was receiving a generous offering from his male lover.



After Rick finished, we all relaxed for a minute, and as we did so I began to realize what had happened. Now that I wasn’t worked up, I started to feel very awkward around these naked men, especially since I knew them so well. Rick left and returned in a few seconds with some luxurious bath towels that he passed around so we could wipe up and cover up a bit. Once everyone had done that, he put on another movie and came over to me.



“I hope you’re ok with everything, Mike,” he said softly. “I think we’re all really happy that you joined us, and we all hope that you feel good now.”



“I’m not sure,” I replied honestly, “I’ve never really thought of gay sex before, much less with guys that I know well. It’s a lot to process.”



“Well,” chimed in Dave, “I don’t really think of it as gay sex. I really enjoy sex with Janice, but this is a good outlet for me. She doesn’t have as strong a drive as I do, and I do like just having an afternoon with the guys from time to time. It’s really brought us closer together.”



Philip came over to me and gave me a big hug. “I’m really glad we could do that,” he said softly, “I’ve been wanting that for a long time.” He was so sweet that I couldn’t help smiling.



“I’m glad you liked it, Philip,” I replied. “I did too, really. It just takes a little getting used to.” He came over and hugged me awkwardly. I stood up, so we could hug properly and we embraced warmly, holding each other for a long time. I began rubbing his back, and he just relaxed against me. Although we had towels wrapped around our waists, I could feel his penis begin to harden again. I continued to rub his back, and he sighed deeply.



I looked around and saw Tyler, who had regained a huge erection, come over to Dave. “Hey, dad,” he said softly, “could you help me out?” Dave took Tyler’s face in his hands and kissed him, then began kissing his way down the younger man’s body. Soon, he had the young cock in his mouth, and was eagerly blowing Tyler. After a short time, Tyler pulled away and knelt down so the and Dave could kiss some more.



Philip reached down and began stroking my ass. “Could I kiss you, Mike?” he asked shyly.



I was pretty grossed out at the idea, but I thought it would make Philip happy, so I said “Ok, Philip. I’m not sure that I’ll like it, but I’ll give it a try.”



He smiled and began kissing my neck, then worked his way over to my mouth. Soon he was giving me a solid kiss. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, so I continued to kiss him back. After a few seconds, he slid his tongue into my mouth and we were in a full-fledged French kiss. I was astonished to feel myself become fiercely erect. I grabbed Philip firmly and pulled him to me and felt our hard cocks rub together. We continued to French deeply as we pulled the towels away and began to stroke each other’s rampant erections.

I was glad I had somewhat tidied my room before had left earlier that evening. There was nothing on the floor and the bed was made; not that it mattered. It took me a few tries to open my door and I was well aware that the lock wasn’t the only thing that was stiff. I finally gained entry to my humble abode and dragged my catch in behind me.



I had met Tom early on in the night and we had struck it off. He was quite handsome, a small frame but muscular which was clear under the close fitting shirt he wore. I had initially been shy, but after a little flirting on his part I opened up and began to dance with him. As the night had progressed we had kissed and groped each other in various bars on the high street, culminating in Tom giving me a blow job in the toilets of a sports bar. When I had finished, he licked my cock clean and stood up before offering his hand. I had stood up and zipped up. When we got back onto the dance floor he had begun to grind up against me once again and I was soon hard once more. He turned to me and moved in close to me and asked if I wanted to take him back to mine.



Most of our clothes had been discarded upon entering the house and it was a while before we got upstairs. I flicked the switch on my wall and watched Tom take his boxer shorts off, having already relieved me of mine downstairs. As I walked towards the bed he asked me where the condoms were and if I had some lube. I had smiled and opened one of the drawers of the desk he was stood next to. He sat down on the side of my bed as I took the condom out and turned to him. Tom grinned and took the foil packet out of my hand and watch me place the small bottle on the desk.



A moment later the condom was out and he placed it on top of my cock before slowly unravelling it along my length. He took the lubricant and squirted some onto his fingers before coating the condom, running his hand up down the length of my cock. I watch him then stand up again and kiss me before gently moving me out the way and bending over my desk.



I took the small tube of lubricant and squeezed some onto my fingers. Toms backside was pointing up at me and he moaned softly for me to fuck him as my fingers spread his cheeks. There was a small gasp as the cold gel pressed against his sphincter and helped my fingers slip inside. I drew them back out before thrusting them in once more and removing them. Each hand was on each cheek and kept them softly spread as I moved forward and pushed my cock inside of Tom.



I groaned as I felt his tight muscles grip around my shaft;the warmth was intense and I could feel it twitch. I drew my cock out before thrusting back in again, beginning a continual movement. I let go of Toms cheeks and let my hands touch his back and explore his body. I was turned on by his muscular torso and my thrusts increased as my fingers explored every defined and toned extremity. He had told me he was on the rowing team in his final year of university, this was evident in his toned upper body and legs.



I was slightly taller and a little wider than Tom; my interests in fitness had focused a lot on strength, although cardio still played a big part. I think I had surprised Tom earlier, he had teased on the walk home that he would be too tired to play around when we got back to mine. With that had picked him up and carried him over my shoulder up the hill towards the house, declaring there was no way that was going happen. Tom had laughed loudly and when we reached the front door and I let him down he had gripped my waistband and pulled me into the house.



Tom moaned loudly as I increased my pace. I had noticed one of his hands had disappeared under him and could heard the slap of flesh against flesh as he masturbated. I suddenly felt him stiffen before jolting as cum spit out of his cock. I was still hard and eager to cum; before Tom had had time to relax I removed my cock and lifted him up, lightly throwing him onto the bed. He slid up the duvet on his back, resting his head on the pillow and spreading his legs. I got between them and grabbed one of the pillows and placing it under his lower back. His rear was now accessable and I leaned over him as I thrust back inside of him again.



Tom now let his hands explore my body and his electrifying touch only made me speed up my thrusts. He shouted for me to fuck him harder as his palms pressed against my chest. I felt my orgasm approach and with a few more thrusts emptied my load inside of him. I relished that moment, keeping my hips pressed firmly against Tom’s hips. My hands were spread on his chest in a mixture of his sweat and mine. I slowly sat back on my knees and my cock slid from his rear. I removed the condom, which I couldn’t help but admire the contents of. I had to admit, Tom was a great kiss and fuck. I tied a knot in the top and chucked it into the bin. I turned to Tom who was still spread eagle in front of me.



It was meant to be an offer but I pretty much told him that he would be staying the night, not that he had any qualms with that.



I had forgotten how drunk I was and as the sex fueled adrenaline wore off the room began to move once more. I looked at the clock and saw that it coming up for half one, I figured I didn’t have anything to get up for, so a shower wouldn’t hurt. I could feel sweat on my body and once the afterglow wore off it had become significantly less appealling and if Tom was staying the night, then he would be having one to.



I had certainly enjoyed our escapade but one thing I felt was missing was reciprocation on my part. Once Tom and myself had closed the door of the shower I had got onto my knees and began to suck him off. Tom had leant back against the wall as I wrapped my tongue around his cock. He hadn’t lasted too long, my lips were pressed up against the stubble of recently shaved pubic hair as his cum shot down my throat. After standing back up we began to wash; Tom had stood with his back to me as I washed him, before he did the same to me.



We dried ourselves and with towels protecting our modesty we headed back to my room. The hot shower had relaxed me and I felt as though my energy had been drained, I was ready to crash. I climbed under the quilt before flicking back the corner as an invite to Tom who immediately slid in and moved towards me. He took my arm and draped it over him before turning and resting his back against my chest. The warmth of his body spread through me and minutes later we were both asleep.

8===> More than the big ball in Times Square drops at midnight



As Josh pulled into the pizza store parking lot he shifted the still half-hard shaft straining the fabric of his shorts. He also took one more glance at his phone again…hoping against all hope to find a text from Kyle he had missed…and saw that it was a few minutes after 10PM now. He frowned at both the hour and at the still empty, new text screen before he kicked open the car door and sluggishly walked into the shop.



“Please tell me I am done and can get the hell out of here,” was the begging whine he gave Cody when he saw just two boxes stacked on top of each other under the heat lamp. “That last run almost killed me man.”



Cody grinned wide at first as he couldn’t help but notice both the obvious protrusion and the dark wet spot on Josh’s crotch. Then his face adopted a, ‘You don’t wanna know’ look that made Josh cringe. “Well little bro…”



Josh cut him off in mid sentence with, “Fuck no Cody! Somebody will be back soon enough to take that one! Please don’t ask me to do ‘just one more’.”



“Shut the hell up and listen a minute, Josh,” Cody ordered.



Josh slumped to the chair next to the dispatch screen without looking at it, but did give his friend a look that could kill as he already knew the pleading that was about to come. “Oh what the fuck! It’s not like I have anything to go home to except an empty house anyway.” His expression was something resembling a martini blended of hatred, lust, and despair…and eyes that were like a pair of wet olives floating on top trying to make love to the mixture but only succeeding in weeping.



“Josh…” Cody began as he walked to the chair and squatted down as he wrapped an arm around his shoulder, “…listen to me guy. This one is the last one and the only reason I want you to take it is because it’s right on your way.” He paused before adding, “Its a comp’d order, but this guy will tip big anyway. Easy money for you.”



Josh felt the squeeze on his upper arm and saw the magnified smile on Cody’s face. Exceptional tip or not, he had no desire to even see another customer tonight, much less be friendly. He just wanted to go to the house and cry. “Please Cody. Let somebody else deliver the damn thing,” he whined.



Cody playfully turned Josh’s face to his and looked straight into his eyes as he said, “Josh, you just might want to look at the address before you bitch anymore because this is a really good customer of yours. But if you really don’t want to drop this one off…” The sarcastic grin he tacked on the unfinished statement was as confusing as the wink and glance he gave towards the computer screen above them.



Josh’s eyes grudgingly followed Cody’s to the glowing monitor. He shook his head a little to find clarity of the street and house number he was seeing; then almost knocked his friend over as he jumped up from the chair and pasted his face to the screen to let the far too familiar address bore into his brain. “If you are fucking with me, I swear I will stuff your ass in the pizza oven, Cody!” burst from his lips and his eyes began to moisten. He spun around to take in the wide smile on Cody’s face and was literally shaking as he mumbled, “Are you serious? Is he REALLY there?”



Cody grinned from ear-to-ear as he embraced his friend and whispered in his ear. “All I am going to say is the customer said he is really, really, really hungry, and he will never order from us again if anyone but you shows up with his food. And the customer is always right aren’t they?” The huge guffaw that came after those words made Josh start laughing too, as tears of joy streamed down his cheeks.



After managing to regain some composure, Josh looked at Cody and asked, “Is this some really twisted scheme Kyle talked you into to mess with my mind half the night?”



Cody simply grinned and replied, “Nope! All I am allowed to tell you is his cell battery died at the Rochester airport just as they called for his flight to board, and he called the shop from a pay phone about two hours ago, to tell me he was in Atlanta and catching the last commuter here in 15 minutes…but to not tell you.” Cody halted for a breath and then added, “I think he wanted to surprise you since the day had been so fucked up, Josh.”



Josh slammed both hands on his hips and announced, “I don’t know whether I want to kick his ass or just make love to him until his evil head explodes.” He couldn’t help but join Cody in a very healthy laugh at his supposedly conflicted emotions. Deep down inside, he was doing a happy dance like he had never done one before. His man was home!



Getting checked out was done in record time and after a hug and New Year’s kiss from Cody, Josh literally ran from the shop to his car with his one last delivery of the night. As he started the old Honda up, the radio station began playing hits from the 1990′s and the first one was the 10,000 Maniacs chart buster ‘Because the Night Belongs to Lovers.’ Josh’s tears of happiness wouldn’t stop coming for the next three blocks as he let the words of the song speak to him. As much as he wanted to drive faster than a Blue Angels pilot showing off in an F-18 Hornet, Josh wasn’t about to take any chances and drove slowly and cautiously while taking in every word of the song playing. At one stop light he looked up through his windshield at the mist covered moon, and spoke to it with, “Please let that song be ours tonight.” He kept staring at the twinkling stars and luminous moon and allowed himself to drift into daydreaming about his and Kyle’s live video session again before a honking horn behind him brought him back to reality. As he slowly drove under the now green light, he felt a pleasingly painful hard-on that was once again straining the fabric of his too tight briefs. He snickered as he realized part of his fresh wood came from the vivid memory of the mutual huge explosions he and Kyle had shared by their own hands while camming last night and how they had video cuddled and pillow talked afterwards. He also knew that a bigger reason was the fantasy that was taking more and more space in his mind of what was to come yet tonight. By the time Josh turned into the driveway of the house on the bay, his undies and his mind were both a sticky mess.



He was almost all the way to the front door when he remembered the food that was in the car. ‘Dammit! Kyle is probably actually hungry,’ zinged thru his brain as he did a heel and toe spin, and ran back to grab the two boxes sitting on the passenger seat. An evil smirk crept to his lips as he approached the small covered porch again and he spoke quietly to the warm cardboard in his hands. “He wants to play pizza boy at the door by calling in an order, does he? Couldn’t be bothered to call me and say, ‘Hey I am home,’ could he? Thinks he won this one, does he?” He snickered under his breath as he decided to get even and be ‘just the pizza guy dropping off a freebie.’ Instead of barging through the entry like he wanted to, he rapped the door hard with his knuckles and waited patiently.



When the door opened a moment later, Kyle was standing there in only the same blue and white board shorts he had on the first time they met. “Great! Dinner is finally here,” was all he said as he stuffed a pair of crisp $20′s in Josh’s shirt pocket and snatched the two boxes from his grasp. Before closing the door in his boyfriend’s face, he tacked on, “Thanks and keep the change.”



Josh slid down the wall and sat on the concrete with his arms crossed waiting for the door to reopen. He chuckled as he thought to himself how Kyle thinks he is winning this little game of foreplay chess. He reached down to rub the strange double lump in the large pocket on the right side of his leg. “I still have his extra icing cups for the cinnamon bread in my pocket and that’s called ‘Checkmate bitch!’” But he decided to play it up and pasted the most despondent look he could muster on his face when the door creaked open again.



“Aw come here babe. You know I am just messing with you, ” pierced the night air above him.



Josh started to pull himself to his feet, and tried to not let the excitement of seeing his lover’s nearly naked frame silhouetted by the lights from inside the house get to him, but gave in as Kyle clutched his head and pulled him to his lips. Josh returned the tongue battle as he also snaked his hand down to the pouch of his cargos holding the extra icing containers, and managed to get one out and the top loose without Kyle noticing. Just as he was feeling Kyle’s hand slip behind him and grope his globes, Josh raised his hand to the front of Kyle’s boardies and pulled the waistband out far enough to be able to squeeze the icing down inside them. Kyle jumped back as he felt the semi liquid ooze down over his cock and pubes and yelled, “What the hell Josh?”



Josh grinned wide and pulled out one of the twenty dollar bills Kyle had wedged in his shirt pocket. “Sorry buddy, but I only get bought off by one guy now.” He snickered as he pressed the bill into Kyle’s hand. “But hey…at least you got your dick wet and sticky.” The befuddled look on his face was priceless as Josh knew he had him by the balls now. He sealed that in Kyle’s mind by moving his hand to his crotch and massaging them thru the surfer trunks. “But I am kinda horny, so if you don’t tell him, I won’t either, stud.”



The laughs and embrace they shared then was only finally broken when Kyle said, “Oh what the hell. I have never been able to say ‘no’ to a really cute blond pizza guy.” He laced his fingers with Josh’s and guided him through the doorway before adding with a wink, “Just don’t wear me totally out…my boyfriend is supposed to be here sometime yet tonight.”



Josh angled his face to Kyle’s ear and whispered as he kept rubbing the globs of icing on Kyle’s cock, pubes, and balls through the shorts. “By the time I finish licking off the mess I am making of your crotch, you will forget about any other guys even existing. In fact, by the time this night is over, you won’t even remember your ‘other’ boyfriend’s name.”



Kyle pinned Josh to the foyer wall and kissed him again. He could feel his pre leaking and mixing with the sweet dessert topping. “Okay baby…I’m going to let you win this one only because I have missed you so much and can’t take it anymore.”



The nuzzling that Kyle’s lips began inflicting on Josh’s neck made him quiver and decide that both of them were going to be the winners tonight. He pulled away from Kyle long enough to pick up the food boxes from the hall table and tease him by walking away with it. “Dinner in bed sound good, hunk?” He purposely wiggled his bubble butt and then looked over his shoulder with a seductive smile and a throaty, “Or do you want dessert first?” Not waiting for an answer, he then ran for the bedroom with Kyle in immediate fast pursuit. He came to a screeching halt one foot inside the bedroom door and stared in disbelief at what he saw. Had Kyle not been quick enough, the pizza box would have followed the dessert one and hit the floor too, as they both slowly slipped from Josh’s grasp.



Kyle quickly sat the rescued boxes aside and said, “So much for being able to seduce you first and surprise you.” His arms encircled Josh’s waist from behind and snuggled his boned up crotch to Josh’s round butt cheeks. “You like it baby?”



Josh had to literally dig to find his voice. “Gawd Kyle…it’s…it’s…it’s amazing!” eventually found a way to escape from his lips. He had found out long ago that Kyle had a serious romantic streak, but he had really outdone himself this time. There were scented candles burning everywhere…some red, some white. The TV was on showing the partying in Times Square, but with the sound muted in favor of the Elton John love songs CD playing on the stereo. A new, pure white comforter was adorning the California king waterbed along with four oversized pillows sheathed in white satin cases. Deep red rose petals were scattered all over the bed and the huge Tigger and Pooh stuffed animals were cuddled together in the center…patiently holding the spot for their owners. Josh leaned back into Kyle’s arms and sniffled a little. “You are just too much at times, babe.”



Kyle pulled him back into him tight. He exhaled a hot breath into Josh’s ear and then added the words, “There can never be too much when it comes to you after that stunt with the sign at the airport, lover.” He gently kissed his way across Josh’s cheek and then lightly brushed his lips over the moist ones he found. Kyle could taste the saltiness on Josh’s cheek and spun him around to stare in his eyes while he held him. “Why are you crying baby?”



Josh inhaled deep and in almost a whimper answered, “Because with all the ways I thought of how special I wanted this New Year to start, I never thought it could be like this, Kyle. I love you so much. Sometimes I am scared I can’t be everything you deserve.” He surrendered himself to Kyle’s strong arms and buried his damp face between his bare pecs.



Kyle muzzled the little laugh that was trying to crawl from his throat and simply stroked Josh’s thick blond locks while holding him. He thought to himself, ‘I do stuff like this because I cant always find the words to say how much you mean to me.’ Eventually he tilted Josh’s face upwards and after kissing his nose he softly and sincerely uttered, “All you have to do to be everything I want or need, is to just keep being you. You finished owning my heart ten days ago with that sign at the airport.”



Josh smiled.



Kyle smiled.



The smiles evolved to a passionate kiss and they continued to just hold each other while swaying to the music and words of ‘Can You Feel the Love Tonight’ echoing from the walls. The digital clock in Times Square on the television was showing 11:01 as they sank down to the softness of the bed. There were only fifty-nine more minutes left in what had become a most special year for both of them.



They spent a few long minutes of just laying with their arms and legs entwined…trading tender kisses and finding a lulling peacefulness from the rest of the world while huddling together. Kyle finally broke the silence by propping himself up on his left arm and letting his eyes drill into Josh’s as he declared, “I love you so much, Joshie.”



It was by far the most seductive he had ever heard Kyle’s voice be. Before he could reply back, Josh’s work polo was being rolled up his abs and he let a purr trickle from his lips as he felt Kyle’s fingers dance across them. He sat up slightly and raised his arms to make it easier for Kyle to finish removing the tight pullover. Teeth were tenderly nibbling on his right boy teat before the shirt hit the floor beside the bed. Josh gritted his own pearlies and released a deep moan from his innermost being as he grabbed the thick, dark hair of the head pinned to his chest. “Mmmmm Kylio, my one and only,” seeped from between his lips as he pinched his eye lids shut in pleasure from the combined feelings of the mouth on his pecs and the fingers erotically moving back and forth on his smooth tummy. Kyle had his pinky in Josh’s belly button teasing it, at the same time his thumb and index finger popped the snap on his khakis. He allowed himself the gratification of gliding his hands down Kyle’s firm back and enticingly tug the waistband of his board shorts downward…just far enough to expose Kyle’s hard cheeks and snug the elastic at the bottom of them. It was as much a go-ahead signal to Kyle, as it was a desire to get them off him. The warm, moist lips moved to suckle the small divot at the base of Josh’s neck at the same time he felt the fingers graze his fabric trapped erection as his zipper was being lowered.



“I think somebody has a big hard-on,” accompanied the grinning face that Kyle gave Josh as he finished opening the flaps on his cargos. He bent over to kiss the large damp spot showing near the elastic on the baby blue bikinis he had found once he jockeyed the work shorts lower. Josh was so hypnotized by the movements of Kyle’s lips on his cotton covered cock, that he didn’t even feel his hand slip inside one of the leg pouches and pull out the final dessert icing cup Josh had there. “I think we need to free it before it rips out a seam or two,” came from Kyle just before Josh lifted his hips to allow the shorts to be pushed down to his feet. Kyle smiled as he sat up on his knees and noticed Josh’s oozing mushroom sneaking out from the yielding waistband of the skimpy, well-packed, blue briefs.



As he kicked and freed the khaki shorts from his toes, Josh smiled back and reached up to grab a handful of the bulge that couldn’t have been any more obvious in the blue and white surfer trunks. “I don’t think I am the only one with a massive wood problem right now.” Continuing to clutch and fondle his lover’s crotch, Josh added with a grin, “Feels like you have a petrified Redwood hidden in there, babe.” He pondered for a few seconds on whether to run his hand nonchalantly up inside a leg opening and sensually search for Kyle’s prize, or just let his lust go wild and yank his boardies down and swallow it. Before he could decide, Kyle shifted quickly and dropped a knee on each side of Josh’s stretched out legs and leaned over to grind his tree trunk against Josh’s. The intimacy of their pleasure rods meshing together through the two fabrics of their underwear was almost too much. Josh snapped his eyes closed again to enjoy the gentle thrusts and grinds of his lover. He grasped Kyle’s forearms and let out a moan that was near orgasmic by itself to Kyle’s ears.



Kyle happily smirked as he looked down and saw a growing puddle of pre juice pooling on Josh’s tummy. He sat up on Josh’s thighs again and shifted his fingers to Josh’s hips. He worked his long digits inside the binding elastic at the sides and in almost time-lapse photography fashion, ever so slowly peeled the tight blue bikinis that he would never find sexy on any guy but his Joshie, down his young lover’s still farm-hard thighs. He left the undies hang around Josh’s knees and shimmied his butt back onto his calves. As his hand encircled the base of the standing-at-attention erection, he verbally observed, “Oh yeah baby…looks and feels a whole lot better than it did last night on the cam.” Kyle tacked on a big wink before lowering his face to tease Josh’s nut sac with his tongue tip. His palm gripped tighter around the pulsing flesh and just squeezed it forcefully while Josh’s hips raised to meet Kyle’s tongue. The noises Josh began to make, could have been a soundtrack for a porn movie.



“You don’t have any idea how much I have missed being with you, Kyle,” finally squeaked out in between Josh’s gasps and moans. He tried fruitlessly to grab Kyle’s shoulders and pull him up to his face to make out some more…his hands finding nothing but air as Kyle continued to nurse his cum holders with his mouth and milk his tool with his fist. A major shiver ran up his spine as he felt Kyle drop the grip on his trembling cock and his tongue cruise under his balls to lick at his sweet spot. “Oh fuck me running, babe,” screamed from his lips when Kyle’s teeth took over and he munched just hard enough on the knot to simultaneously make Josh’s legs spread even wider and rise to a half sitting position. Leaning far enough forward to be able to manage latching onto the waist of Kyle’s board shorts, Josh shoved his hands inside them and begin a fumbled search that ran from first pawing at the hard globes, to forcing their way to the front and be able to finally touch the hard as rock flesh he hadn’t for almost two weeks. “I want your fucking dick, lover,” exploded from Josh’s mouth and he snared Kyle’s eight incher and held on as if he would let go, he would never get the chance to touch it again.

Kyle was half laughing as he pulled back from the snacking his mouth had been doing on Josh’s nuts. He sat up and then leaned back on his hands with a devilish smile on his boyish face. “Help me get the hell out of these damn shorts then, baby,” was all he said as he dropped to his back and begin to push the blue and white trunks over his massive boner. Josh said not word one as he slapped Kyle’s hands away and fixated his eyes on the biggest tent he had ever seen Kyle create. His finger tips from both hands locked into the waistband and without bothering to unlace the draw string, he jerked it down over Kyle’s blood engorged flesh. Once the fabric had cleared the head and shaft, Josh was like a wild man as he yanked them down his thighs and calves so fast that it was nothing but a blue and white blur as they came off his ankles and flew across the room. Kyle was biting his tongue to keep from laughing at Josh’s excitement; but was strangely turned on by it also. Kyle was now naked and fully prone on his back with his flag pole pointing to the ceiling. He reached for the icing cup he had sneaked out of Josh’s cargos a few minutes earlier and waved it in Josh’s face as he adopted a slutty but also innocent voice. “Want to add some more before you clean up that mess you made in my pubes when you first got home, baby?”



Josh’s first ideas were to either burst out laughing or to snatch the icing and cover Kyle’s face with it. He allowed his own evil grin to mold his face as he took the container from Kyle and opened it. He dribbled one long rope after another of the white dessert jelly on the twitching pole and squished the last bit out onto his balls. As he used his knees to separate Kyle’s legs and begin to bend down, he gave a hint to what he had planned with, “Oh I am going to do more than just clean you up good, stud.” With nothing more said, Josh’s head dropped fully and he began to lick up all the sweet glaze that was now mixing with the natural cream that was getting coached from the slit of Kyle’s cock.



Kyle alternated from watching Josh lick every square inch of his pubes and family jewels, to closing his eyes and enjoying what was quickly becoming the best tongue bath Josh had ever given him. It felt at times as if Josh had three separate taste organs working him and at least a couple pairs of lips; and at other times that his lover was determined to use them to make him cum long before he wanted to. Sometimes it was as if Josh was wired with 220 and sending electric shocks through his whole body via just his tongue tip. Other times he felt as if Josh was trying to swallow his entire torso as his lips and tongue seemed to be everywhere. At one point, Josh pushed him right to the edge as he slurped his way down his man stick and gulped the head into his throat…and then began to lick the icing from his nut sac while still having his tonsils choked. The blobs of the dessert topping had already been cleaned from Kyle’s well trimmed pubes, but now his balls were churning hard and ready for release if Josh didn’t slow down soon. As much as he was enjoying Josh making love to him this way, he also knew there was something much more important to both of them tonight. He reached down and gently pulled Josh off his cock and up to his face with the whispered caveat, “Not yet baby…don’t make me cum yet…please.”



Josh folded himself into Kyle’s arms and they shared a wet and sticky kiss. Both their tongues enjoyed the strange sweetness of the combination of the sugary gel and Kyle’s pre juice. Josh finally pulled away from Kyle’s lips and lustfully spoke, “I just want you good and ready to cum for me babe.” With the shortest of pauses he sneered and added, “Well, I want us both good and ready actually.” He sprawled his compact body on Kyle’s larger frame and smiled so wide as his eyes twinkled and he squirmed his butt cheeks against the thick rod. “You know what I really want Kyle…” He let the unfinished statement hang with nothing but a pleading sneer and simply waited for the man he loved so much to complete it.



Kyle’s face beamed even bigger and brighter than Josh’s and held him tight. He used a finger tip to trace the outline of Josh’s lips and then kissed them…not intently; not deep; not with any tongue…just in a way that was so seductive, tender, and loving. His arms were draped over Josh’s shoulders and his hands were seesawing from yearningly stroking his bare back, to gingerly digging into the muscles. About the same moment that Josh forced his tongue between Kyle’s lips again, Kyle locked his fingers together at the base of Josh’s spine and ever so effortlessly, rolled him over while sucking on the cat-rough tongue now in his mouth. Now on top, Kyle’s hard bone mashed down against his young lover’s equally stiff shaft and Josh began what could only be described as a rhythmic waltz of his hips. The resulting slow grind caused each to moan deeply in the other’s mouth. Kyle stopped kissing long enough to be able to exclaim happily, “My gawd Joshua…I don’t think I have ever wanted you more than right now.”



Before Josh could reply, Kyle smothered his lips again and returned the slow, methodic gyrations with his own. Their male nectar seeped in an almost constant flow from their slits and after a few minutes of the intense frottage, the squishing noises coming from their waists and tummies was almost as loud as their guttural moans. Suddenly in one swift but flawless motion; and without breaking the lip lock he had on Josh; Kyle shifted his lower body up and wedged his fleshy snake under Josh’s tight sac. It first bumped the hard skin just under the nuts, and then seamlessly slid down along the crack of Josh’s cheeks…trailing pre slime along them like it was marking territory. A happy whimper spewed from Josh as he clamped his upper thighs and butt split around the welcome invasion of his man’s throbbing meat. Even though the patient strokes weren’t making contact with his own cum tube, Kyle continued to thrust slowly and gently so that the top side of his tool was pleasuring his lover’s hot spot.



Josh finally had to tear his lips from Kyle; partially to take in a much needed breath; and partly to utter the words that Kyle was waiting to hear. “I love you so much Kyle. Please make us one tonight. Please!” His finger nails broke the skin on Kyle’s hard back as Josh dug in with uncontrolled passion. “Please make love to me…no…please make love with me…in the one way we still haven’t. Please!”



Kyle stopped the motion of his hips but left his timber stay between the warm, trembling mounds of the young man that had unknowingly taught him how to truly love again. His face was glowing as he placed it against Josh’s; stared more intently into his eyes than he ever had before; and murmured, “I am ready to become one too, my sweet baby.” Before Josh could respond, Kyle added, “One tonight and one forevermore.” The looks they then exchanged said it all…but were quickly coupled with barely audible multiple ‘I love you’s’ as their bodies frenziedly confirmed the words they shared.



Josh gave up his lip grip first and teasingly squeezed his butt cheeks on Kyle’s bone. Kyle grinned but said nothing as he planted kisses along Josh’s face to his neck and then down to his chest. His hardness slipped from between Josh’s quaking buns as Kyle shifted downward more and his moist lips and wet tongue continued to map their way south. By the time he was swirling his tongue in Josh’s man shrubbery, legs were encircling his waist. “You are really gonna drag this out and make me completely crazy aren’t you, Kyle?”



A devilish grin appeared as Kyle lifted his face for a second and gazed up across Josh’s body. He was cupping his ball sac and massaging it gently with his palm as he asked, “You don’t really want ‘Wham! Bam! Thank you Sam!’ do you lover?” Since Josh predictably began to snicker and shake his head no, Kyle returned his to the previous spot and embarked on licking his way over the right side of the pelvic bone and then down to the taut skin where crotch, balls, and thigh all meet. He lifted and pushed aside the leg that was keeping his taster from that piece of sensitive flesh, and nursed in it until his suckling had Josh thrashing the bed with his fists. The begging moan that came from above as he slithered his tongue down the inside of Josh’s thigh a few inches told him he probably shouldn’t continue the foreplay teasing he was giving his man too long. As Kyle kissed his way back up the thigh and let his tongue caress Josh’s nuts a moment; he battled in his mind between wanting to make this first time the most special one ever, and the selfish growing desire to bring both of them to satisfaction in the next ten seconds. He quickly dismissed the latter and moved back under Josh’s balls. As he used his entire mouth on the flesh between cum holders and butt crack, he intentionally kept avoiding Josh’s cock that was spasming on its own against his pubes and tummy. It was far more for fear that even a little glancing touch at this point might make it totally convulse and explode, than it was from lack of wanting to play with it. They smiled at each other with the mind-meld knowledge that Josh also was avoiding touching himself to keep the coming specialness of shared orgasms tonight, from happening prematurely.



“MMMMM Kylioooo,” flowed from Josh’s throat when Kyle’s tongue first wiggled its way down the fissure that separated his soft cheeks. When Kyle grasped one in each hand and pried them wide so his tongue could whisk over the winking pucker, Josh squirmed wildly, anchored his knees to Kyle’s ears, and then locked his ankles together across his back so he could pull the amazing lips tight to his manboy pussy. Soft screams of “OH MY FUCKIN’ GAWD KYLE! Eat it! Get it ready!” filled the room as Kyle shoved his tongue thru the tight ring and began to use his teeth and lips to make Josh’s bung heat up. His fingers corkscrewed into Kyle’s dark hair while his ass was being welcomingly intruded by a curled tongue. “Get it all wet lover. You need it wet so that huge fucking man tool of yours will fit without using a pry bar. I want to make love…not feel like the Washington monument is taking my ass. Get it wet and ready and make us one, my love. Make it beg to be screwed!”



Kyle chortled under his breath at the way Josh was pairing loving thoughts with sexually excited trash talk. More seemingly contradictory thoughts kept flowing from Josh as Kyle rammed his tongue in and out, in and out, in and out…again and again and again. He was also scooting up to his knees and raising Josh’s legs at the same time he was treating the love hole like a buffet. On his final oral attack, Kyle synched grabbing Josh’s waist with pulling him into him while he jammed his face forward. His tongue went in as deep as it could without using a scalpel to make it big enough for his entire head. Kyle’s lips were sucking from the exterior like he was trying to get the first drop of an extra thick milkshake thru a narrow straw, as he also rapid fired his tongue against Josh’s interior nerve endings. That brought Josh’s ass high off the bed and Kyle quickly reached for one of the white satin pillows to stick under him. By the time he backed his face from the puckering flower, Josh’s buns were settling onto the pillow at the perfect height for Kyle to snuggle his bone up against it.



“Now…Kyle…now…puhh~lease!” was all that Josh could muster when he felt the knob glancingly poke him. His words and his breath was coming in rapid, short bursts. His eyes were ablaze.



“Soon baby…very soon…I promise,” was the commitment Kyle gave as he began to rub his oozing head over the spot his mouth had just left. “Let me get that sweet man twat of yours a little more wet so we don’t need lube.” After smearing Josh’s entrance with his own juice, he chanced pushing him over the edge by swiping up into his palm, some of the pre that was leaking from Josh’s mushroom. It was an almost terminal error as Josh shook and quivered uncontrollably, and his balls noticeably drew up extra tight. A quick thumb from Kyle, slapped tight to the base of his cum hose, was all that kept Josh from painting them both at that moment. Kyle kept the pressure on as he felt the fight Josh’s load was making to get free. He leaned over and kissed Josh deeply…hoping to help shift his mind from subconsciously forcing the eruption to happen and so Kyle could concentrate on working a pre soaked finger or two inside Josh. He knew his lover was relaxed and almost ready, but he also knew there was no way either could hold out for the time it would take to work his thick cock inside him without a little more prep. He succeeded in getting the first wet finger in easily and Josh responded by clamping down on it with his ass muscles and sucking hard on Kyle’s tongue at the same time. He felt through his thumb, Josh’s load finally give up and retreat back to his balls as he wiggled the tip of the second finger in. Josh moaned in Kyle’s mouth and alluringly shimmied his rump back onto the new intrusion. Kyle used some more of his own white goo to slick up his lover’s hole and slowly finger fucked him until Josh seemed as relaxed as he could be. Pulling his mouth from Josh’s, and with a few more easy finger pokes he simply asked, “Ready baby?”



“More than you can possibly believe Kyle.” Nothing else verbal came from Josh. The smile on his face was big. The gleam in his eyes was unmistakable. The softness in his voice had been as tender as the hand that was now running to-and-fro on Kyle’s hard pecs. The desire for intense physical love making had replaced the lust for a fuck me hard and quick orgasm.



The legs Josh lifted onto his shoulders finalized the unspoken visual answers for Kyle. His hips drifted lazily forward until the seeping cock tip was pressed to Josh’s most intimate spot. He paused just long enough for Josh to take another breath and then gradually eased forward on his knees.



As he felt Kyle push gently and his willing rosebud start to bloom open, Josh purred with, “Make us one my forever love.” His eyes rolled back. Then the lids slowly closed. He bit down on his upper lip as he felt Kyle finally pierce his ring.



Kyle was holding Josh’s ankles high and wide and he just barely caught the chomp Josh made to his lip thanks to his own eyes snapping shut as the tip of his dick disappeared into his lover’s most special slot for the first time. “mmmMMMMmmm,” poured across Kyle’s tongue, and was followed with, “My baby is soooooo tight,” as the rest of his once again preeing madly cock head cleared Josh’s tight opening. He stopped and let the mushroom lay and throb just inside as he ran his hand over Josh’s cheek and asked, “You OK sweetie?”



Josh opened his eyes and they fluttered a little as he licked his lips and smiled before saying, “Oh yeaaaah…I’m more than OK babe.”



Kyle could tell that Josh was holding back the total truth and even though he was bigger than average, he didn’t consider himself anything huge. But he also knew that it had been months since anything more than his tongue or a finger or two had been in Josh’s warm cavern. He didn’t want to go too fast and chance hurting him. His mind…surprisingly; considering the moment…was also recollecting the night they had folded up together for pillow talk after an intense mutual oral session, and somehow ended up discussing their sexual pasts. Josh was surprised to find that Kyle had been almost virtually celibate for the past three years after being dumped by his high school boyfriend; and simply depending on jerking off in cyber session hook ups from chat rooms, and a little internet porn to handle his basic physical needs. Kyle lovingly told Josh how he understood the wild oats he had been sowing since losing his gay virginity at the start of the semester…but he also got him to accept that not only was it a foolish and possibly fatal risk to keep taking; but that he expected total monogamy if Josh wanted to keep seeing him. He smiled to himself as he realized that was the moment that Josh took the real first step towards where they both were in the present…when he told Kyle that the stipulation was more than fine with him. He knew between school and the pizza job, that Josh was constantly being tempted to break that vow. But he also knew Josh’s word was gold and that he was no good at lying. From that night forward, Kyle gave him…rightfully so…the same total trust Josh gave to him. There had never been any question of faithfulness. The sudden pressure on his joy stick of Josh slowly pushing back into him with his bubble butt brought the instant replay of that night to a quick close.



“MMMmmmMMM, Kylioooo. More babe…now…please,” leaked from Josh’s lips as his quaking loins worked against Kyle’s stiffness. His hands were roaming all over the hard chest and lightly rippled abs above him, as his body was slowly but also instinctively giving up more and more of itself to the one poised above him. He pinched his lips tightly together as he felt Kyle shift into him with a new inch of hard flesh and stared in awe at the man he was yielding himself to so willingly before his eyes closed tight. His mind began racing behind the lids. Even though he found Kyle to be so appealing thanks to his almost Greek-god-like chiseled good looks; he also remembered something that Kyle proffered the first time they voiced their innermost feelings for each other while on the forced holiday separation…how if the words were real, they didn’t come from falling in love with the skin. When he mulled that thought over in his mind then, he knew in his heart that he had fallen in love with much more than a physically beautiful guy…it was what was inside that really counted. He snickered slightly as he knew he would love Kyle no less at this moment…even if he opened his eyes to see a young, Danny DeVito look-alike between his thighs.



Kyle was about to question the half laugh coming from his boyfriend, when another couple of inches of his bone was swallowed up by an abrupt shift of Josh’s hips backwards. The smile on his face and the glittering, again open eyes, told him Josh had composed himself to having Kyle’s thickness inside him and was permitting himself to enjoy it as the initial pain dwindled away. Kyle pulled back an inch or two and then slowly moved three back in as he throatily moaned, “I love you so much.” Josh opened his mouth but his only reply became a firm grasp on Kyle’s hips accompanied by a jungle-like growl as Kyle repeated the pull-back and thrust-in a new extra inch or more again. He paused and let his eyes take in Josh’s expression to make certain he wasn’t going any faster than his lover was prepared for. Just to make sure, he softly asked, “Still OK sweet one?”



Josh spit out an obviously happy, “MMM~HHMMM,” and jolted back against Kyle enough to take almost all of his remaining shaft.



The shiver that ran up Kyle’s spine as Josh’s ass muscles squeezed his rod was a like a sudden bone-chilling, sub-zero, Rochester winter wind and made his balls tingle as if they were frost-bitten finger tips bumping against a steel pole. The wintery feelings were juxtaposed with the Sahara desert like heat of their bodies and the near overpowering warmth he had in his heart at that moment. It was if he had plugged himself into a living machine that was testing every nerve ending in his body to see if it could short out the circuits in his brain as he kept teetering between passionate love and crazed lust. He slowly withdrew all but the tip of his cock from Josh’s butt grasp and with the same unhurried restraint, persuaded it back in almost to the hilt. After repeating the same casual but also deliberate movements a couple more times, he pushed in fully and let Josh’s nut sac rest in his pubes while he literally willed his cock to throb inside him. The wildly erotic scream Josh let out, told him he had bumped his lover’s button. Risking fate, Kyle left his cock head pressed to the G-spot and pinned his body to Josh’s to kiss him deeply again.

Ever since the first time I had seen my beautiful partner Laura I had often wondered about what happened between Chloe and my friend Leigh, it was not until last Friday night that I finally found out about not only Chloe but also Amber who works for my partner.



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It was a typical week at work for both myself and Laura so as 6pm on Friday rolled around we had already arranged to meet in a local bar where we had become regulars and great friends with the management, The Bakers Arms was a non-scene gay pub in town and I had personally known the manager for some years.



Taking Laura in there had been an experience as the management welcomed anyone into the pub my friend had always assumed I had gone straight as he called it, it was not until one evening after sharing a few bottles of wine that Laura told him she was transsexual.



Of course it did not matter and in fact made her even more welcome to the loyal following of regulars and friends that frequented the bar.



Finishing up for the day and switching off my pc at work I was ready to drop but as I knew I would get to spend the evening with Laura and didn’t want to work any later than necessary I pushed a pile of work I had yet to do in my desk drawer and locked it in case of senior management dropping in over the weekend and seeing I had not completed my chores as I called them.



Unsure what time Laura was due to finish I decided to go grab my weekend bag from the boot of my car and pulled out a pair of smart jeans and a stylish T-shirt, wandering back into the staff room I got changed and picked up my mobile to call Laura.



Seems great minds think alike as just as I opened my call log the phone began to ring and it was Laura, she had changed her mind and we were not going to our regular place in fact she had booked for us to go to a local Tapas bar for a change of scenery which I didn’t mind.



Adding she had invited along Chloe and Amber as she had something to tell me and wanted her friends to be there when she did. Dreading to think what she may want to tell me I had just hoped we were ok as we had been through some rocky times since getting together but I knew she loved me and I her.



Suddenly and unexpectedly the phone rang again and as I answered it a voice I didn’t immediately recognize was on the end of the line, it took me a moment to realize that it was Chloe and as she asked if Leigh was around I said he is but he is on duty until 10pm tonight, asking me if she could see him I asked him and he seemed keen so I said he could finish early if it went quiet and meet us in one of the local pubs.



Telling Chloe I could hear her smile down the line so knew the girls were up to no good as usual and as I told her I would see them at the bar she simply answered cool see you there.



I knew how to play the game too and told Leigh to go home and freshen up as I knew the girls would be going home before coming out for dinner, drinks and debauchery. Flying out of the door it made me wonder even more what had happened the first night Leigh had met Chloe, it was obvious he had fucked her but he had never said a word about that night to me since.



Sitting in our security office I sat watching the cameras and computers running the normal site operations and was bored out of my skull waiting, I could have gone and finished my paperwork but my brain was telling me it’s time to relax so no more work was going to get done today.



About 20 minutes later the office door flew open and made me jump out of my skin, preparing to protect my office the adrenaline pumping through my veins it turned out to only be Leigh who didn’t bother ringing the bell the way we do so we know its staff entering the offices.



Dressed smartly for a change I joked you must be gagging for it and he just smiled and went off to make a cup of tea as Laura still had not called.



Sitting around discussing life and plans for the weekend my text alert went off on my personal mobile and opening up the text it had an attachment, knowing it was from Laura I expected one of her usual weird texts but as the attachment opened there was a picture of Chloe and Amber both sat stroking their hard cocks in lingerie with a tag line of so now you know.



I had suspected for ages that Chloe was transgendered but I had no idea Amber was Ts as well, now tonight seemed it could be fun but also made me wonder what they had planned.



Sitting across the desk from Leigh I knew he had fucked Chloe and now I knew what she had between her thighs, I had always been open about Laura with him as we had been mates for years anyway and he knew I was bi and into Tran’s girls.



Teasing him I said now I know you’re secret too, looking up from his mobile he smiled and turned his phone round to show me a picture Chloe had just sent him of her sat on Amber’s stiff cock.



In unison we could only manage two words, dirty bitch.



Asking him if he had fucked her he nodded and told me how shocked he was to find she had a cock but he couldn’t resist her and took her tight butt anyway.



2 pictures had now been sent but Laura was in neither so I guessed she must have taken them, knowing she is completely passive and no longer gets erections due to the medication and hormone treatments she is on I started to wonder if the other two had fucked her already which made me hard as hell.



Texting Laura I asked what time we were to meet and got a reply back in seconds saying around 8pm which although was later than I had expected to be seeing her it meant I could let Leigh out of work around then with the emergency phone in case of any incidents.



As we sat around waiting my phone went off again and another picture had been sent, this time it said private as the title so I knew it must be of Laura for me and me only, opening up the file it was indeed my gorgeous girlfriend in new lingerie I had not seen her in before with the tag line of you get me later and maybe…



I knew she was up to something and it seemed tonight was going to be interesting, I had not seen Laura in 3 days as she had been away on a course for her company so I was eager and not to mention horny as hell for her and packing a large load of spunk I intended to empty.



Soon enough 8pm rolled around and as an alarm sounded from the computer system Leigh ran off to answer the call only to come wandering back and say it’s the girls pulling onto site, knowing Laura would come and park down in the staff spaces I wandered out to meet her to see she had a brand new Audi, I had always been a car nut and now we had a new toy if she would let me drive it.



As the door swung open and the smell of the brand new leather seats filled the air Laura stepped out in a fitted satin mini dress and 5 inch heels followed by Chloe and then Amber, pulling Laura close to me we kissed like long lost lovers and she cheekily said did you enjoy the pictures.



Chloe went off to find Leigh in the office and Laura pulled Amber over and said go one kiss her, kiss her like how you kiss me as she is your present for later. Kissing Amber deeply I felt her tiny waist and perky breasts against my chest for the first time making me hard in the process, rubbing my cock she looked over to Laura and cheekily said no wonder you are always so cheerful he has a lovely cock.



Looking over I couldn’t believe Laura wanted me to fuck her friend for her too, I hadn’t had any sex at all in 4 days and that was unusual as Laura was always a bit of a nympho from day one.



Agreeing Leigh could secure the office as long as he brought the mobile along we walked up the main road to the restaurant and were welcomed in their usual energetic style by Lolitta the owner of the Tapas bar also named after herself.



Taking our seats Laura sat by my side with Amber at the end of the table and Leigh with Chloe on the other, it was a bit cramped but it didn’t matter and as Laura got comfy by my side she discreetly slid her hand down against my groin as we kissed making my cock strain against my jeans, breaking away from her I said I missed you baby and we kissed again.



Expecting and awaiting Leigh’s normal comment of ah how cute it didn’t come as I looked over he was far too busy himself to worry what we were up to.



As we sat and enjoyed the food, drink and company I glanced at my watch to notice it was coming up on 10pm and Leigh had to do shift end and lock down on the site so telling him to run back and do it he shot out of the door only to return to ask where to find us, telling him we would finish up and come back to site he nodded and left.



Paying up and thanking Lolitta we wandered back down the street past a bar or two we usually go in and back onto the site as the alarms were being set, insisting we only had 30 seconds or so to get to the car I asked the girls to rush, watching 3 transsexuals in stilettos trying to run was interesting and as I knew it was only the office door alarm I also found it pretty funny.



As we got back to the cars Leigh was outside and asked what the rush was for, I soon got outted and then got in trouble for making them run.



Discussing what was to happen tonight Laura took my side and whispered to me you can have me and Amber if you want her, looking her in the eye she knew without me saying a word and Laura offered to drive us back to hers.



Wondering what Leigh and Chloe had planned I didn’t have to wait to find out as they climbed into the back of Laura’s car also, asking Leigh how he planned to get back to work for 7am he climbed out of Laura’s car again and decided to follow us in his car instead.



Tearing through the town in Laura’s usual style of foot on the floor driving we took minutes to get to their flat, dialling in the number to open the gates Laura shot through them so as Leigh could follow before they closed.



As soon as we were all settled in the flat and a couple of bottles of wine and lager were opened Laura came to sit by my side and said now I have to tell you all my news as we are among friends, looking at her like there’s more to come she told me one of the 3 days I was away I was not on company business, now I was concerned as we had both been very casual at the start of her relationship and she had cheated more than once.



As she sat Laura slid her hand into mine and then came out with the truth, one of those days I was away to arrange my gender reassignment and I go in for surgery in a months’ time to become the woman I have always felt I am inside.



Pulling her against me as she cried a little I told her how much I love her and that the change means nothing to me as she is and always will be the only woman I want in my life, kissing me she soon cheered up and announced we were to have some fun.



With Laura sat one side of me and Amber the other I felt amazing and as I kissed Laura I felt Amber kissing my neck from the other side, as I turned to kiss Amber I felt my flies being lowered and Laura’s long slender fingers working their way into my boxers, stopping for a moment and looking over Chloe was already sat in Leigh’s lap sampling his tongue passionately.



As I laid back against the soft leather of the sofa both Laura and Amber kissed passionately whilst I watched, as they broke and both looked my way I knew this was going to be amazing. As Laura looked back to Amber she suggested they retire to Laura’s room, as they stood I went to get up and got told to sit and wait for them.



Sat with a rock hard cock I got to witness Chloe sucking Leigh deeply opposite me and as I offered her my cock in her arse whilst she sucked on Leigh she told me to chill out as I would need all my energy tonight.



Sitting back again both Leigh and Chloe left the room and I was alone but so horny it was unreal and thought I may have to have a wank if I had to wait any longer for the girls, finishing up my beer and clearing the coffee table up I heard the door handle click as the door opened and there stood Laura and Amber both in lace topped stockings and stilettos with the tiniest panties on barely hiding their clits.



They looked so amazing with Laura in a black and purple basque, suspender belt and very high heels with her long dark hair cascading down her back and Amber in a pink baby doll and suspender belt with white stiletto heels which made a fantastic contrast against her flame red shoulder length hair.



Laura wiggled her way across the lounge and into the kitchen area and as I took her into my arms she asked so who do you want to fuck first?



Replying I told her she is my wife and therefore she gets me first and last and with that she led me into the bedroom to be joined on the bed by Amber.



Releasing my belt and wriggling out of jeans and boxers it was obvious how turned on I was, as I pulled my shirt off I was instantly aware of the girls taking turns sucking my cock and it not only looked hot but felt amazing, Laura has always been amazing at giving me head but Amber blew my mind with the way she worked my bell end to dripping pre cum.



Still managing to control herself Amber had stayed flaccid the whole time but as the girls kneeled at the end of the bed and kissed with Laura rubbing her cock through her panties I saw the large member Amber had so far hidden so well, not being able to handle Laura playing with her she slid her panties off and out popped a thick veiny and at least 9 inch cock that looked massive against Ambers very slim but busty build.



I could not believe I was getting to see this close up and for real, I had seen this kind of fun in pornos throughout the years and been with transvestites who had fucked each other but two totally feminine looking girls and one with a huge stiff cock was all my dreams wrapped into one and tonight I would get to have them both to myself.



Watching them enjoying each other made me wonder how many times they had done this before Laura had met me, joining them and getting closer I kissed Laura hard then Amber and as Amber moaned in pleasure I realised Laura was sucking her off and taking near all of Ambers shaft deep into her throat.



There was no way I was going to hold back any longer and as I pulled away Laura’s panties and sank my tongue into her butt she squirmed and moaned in pleasure as Amber instructed me to eat Laura’s butt as she face fucked her, pulling her cute butt apart I managed to get my tongue even deeper into her ass pussy and as I slid a finger into her as I licked her she pulled off of Ambers cock and ordered me to fuck her deep.



Pulling her to the edge of the bed so I could stand behind her I spread her long slender legs and eased my bell end into her rose bud pussy, moaning in pleasure she pushed back slightly encouraging me to go balls deep in her, sliding my 8 plus inches inside her felt fantastic after not fucking her in a few days and I soon had her arse juices flowing and as wet as any pussy could ever be.



Reaching my balls I reached around to cup her breasts as I ploughed my cock deep into her slapping my full balls against her arse hard and loud enough to crack the air, once again Amber pushed her cock into Laura’s mouth and managed to lean in to kiss me as we spit roasted Laura hard with two thick cocks in her.



Begging us to release her I grabbed what was left of her cock and began to wank her off as I fucked her arse harder and as she managed to pull herself off of Ambers cock she instructed Amber to get under her and take her cum, as Amber slid under her and took Laura’s semi hard cock into her mouth and began to suck her hard as they 69′d and I continued to plough Laura’s butt hard and fast.



Feeling her body and muscles lock onto my shaft I knew she was about to cum but as I grabbed her waist and drove my balls into her butt one last time she moaned loud and hard and dumped her cum into Ambers mouth setting off a chain reaction as Amber shot her load a good foot into the air and all over Laura and herself.



As the girls rearranged themselves and managed to lie back and relax for a moment, still rock hard I now needed to spunk my load and as Laura crawled to the head board end of the bed to recover Amber released her baby doll and sat massaging the mixture of her own cum and Laura’s cum she had dribbled all over her breasts into her soft pale white skin.



Sat with Laura watching Amber play with their spunk she looked up and right at me, Laura then told me I think Amber needs that cock inside her now and as I looked at Amber she nodded and came my way coated in spunk already she looked hot as hell and ready to fuck hard.



Before I knew it Amber was sat in my lap kissing me and Laura who was knelt by her side, looking at me she brushed her tight butt against my stiff member and then asked Laura to guide me into her.



As she slowly slid down my thick 8 incher she locked her teeth as did I, Amber was so tight almost virginal but as she sat on my balls and relaxed she told me I am an anal virgin so be nice.



I couldn’t understand how she could be but I found out Amber is usually dominant so I was the first guy to ever get to fuck her.



As she slowly rocked on my cock kissing Laura I could feel her anal muscles relaxing and accepting my shaft even deeper inside her, leaning in I so wanted to suck her breasts and as I flicked my tongue across her nipples she howled in pleasure and was soon rock hard again herself from my touch and Laura’s tongue in her mouth.



As she had got nicely relaxed Laura asked her if she would like me to dom her as I did to her and with some hesitation Amber agreed but begged me to be gentle with her, rolling her onto her back and pushing her legs back I slid my cock inside her anus and lowered down onto her kissing her lips as I slid in and out of her butt hole.



Taking her thighs into my inner arms I began to pound her and as my balls slapped her butt she moaned in pleasure, telling her how sexy she looked being filled full of my cock Laura managed to get in-between us and started sucking Amber off as I fucked her harder and deeper making her almost explode as she moaned and wriggled trying to escape us.



Telling Laura to take it to the next level she slid the handcuffs we keep out and handcuffed Amber to the headboard as I fucked her arse hard Laura went to work on her nipples making her cock massively hard again, wanking her cock as I filled her arse there was no way she could handle our assault on her body and soon she showered Laura herself and me in her second load but as soon as she came Laura released her hands.



Laying down against her and kissing her lips gently she thanked me for such an amazing first time fuck, problem was I still had not cum and now I needed to badly.



As I looked to our side Laura had laid back and was beckoning me to fuck her again so pushing her thighs back and slipping inside her hot wet hole I knew she had planned to make me spunk this time.



Kissing her deeply as I took her butt as deep as I possibly could I knew she was enjoying every minute as she moaned deeply with each drive inside her wet pussy, I knew I would run out of energy before I managed to cum but as I slowed to make love to Laura I was aware of something wet and thick rubbing my arse.



Looking over my shoulder Amber was there rubbing her now stiff cum covered shaft against my butt and it was driving me wild as I love anal myself too, feeling Ambers long nails either side of my waist then the pain of her entering me, her thick cock splitting my tight arse open as she slid inside and with each push she got another inch inside me whilst she drove me hard into Laura’s butt.



Whispering to me she was getting sore I slid my cock from Laura’s butt and she told Amber to make me cum as I had done to her, as Laura slid under me and took my stiff cock in her throat Amber pushed hard and got all of her veiny 9 inch cock in my butt and didn’t hold back as she rammed me hard and fast.

This story is split into to two parts because the sections need to be posted in different categories. The first part describes how a middle aged married man enjoyed out of character but enthusiastic gay sex with a younger man. The concluding part I intend to post in Loving Wives because it deals with the aftermath when his wife finds out.



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My name is Alan Martin, I am 49 years old and must admit that I probably look my age. I have reached the stage where I do not want to try too hard and am happy to sink into a lethargic life style. For the last twenty years I have been married to Helen and it is she who keeps me on my toes. A decade my junior Helen looks more than ten years younger than that and is also a seriously sexy lady. She is exceptionally attractive with a body to dream about — but I shall not say more because she does not figure in my story. The only pertinent fact is that I am pretty certain that she has always used her extensive sexual talents exclusively for my benefit, which makes what happened to me incongruous to say the least.



I have worked in computers for over twenty-five years and have developed my own area of speciality in which I am the acknowledged expert. I went on of lots of courses in my early years but for some time have avoided new training, not wanting to be apart from Helen — and frankly because I could no longer be bothered. The trouble is that the whiz kids have come along with their new techniques and languages, and the things I am good at are becoming less and less in demand.



Realising that I needed to make an effort, I deigned to peruse a list of available courses, which had already been kicking round the office for a good two weeks. To my surprise there was a one week course on a subject for which I had already a good grounding and this was an easy chance to prove that I could still go with the flow. To prevent myself from forgetting about it, I went straight along to the personnel department and asked to be put down for the course. I must point that I work for a large organisation which runs courses ‘in house’ at their own hotel in the south. The ensuing telephone enquiry on my behalf, gained the information that I was lucky in that there was still the one place waiting to be filled.



That night, Helen was surprised about the course but fully understood the reason that I needed to attend. Next day, in the middle of the morning, I had an agitated request to go back to personnel and there I was told that my place had been double booked and that the other persons request had preceded mine. All was not lost because it was accommodation that was the problem and my rival had been given one of the few double rooms in the hotel. So — if we were both prepared to share then I could still go on the course. I consented immediately and then had a tense couple of hours waiting to hear if the other chap was also agreeable.



It was an unseasonably hot June Sunday that I travelled down on the train. By the time that I had made my way to the hotel from the station, booked in and unpacked, I was feeling both very sticky and more than a little weary. Intending just to take a half hour rest, I stripped to trousers and unbuttoned shirt and lay on the bed reading the Sunday newspaper that I had acquired in the lobby. After twenty minutes my roommate put in an appearance. He looked in his late thirties, quite good looking with tight curly blonde hair.



He walked straight over to me with his hand outstretched and said, “Hi, I’m Dave.” Then before I could tell him my name he continued, “Why haven’t you got the air conditioning on — it’s like a Turkish bath in here?”



“I tried. The damn thing is on the blink – reception have promised to send someone to fix it,” I reported.



“Shit, I am going to be just a lump of grease if I don’t get this kit off,” he cursed and forthwith denuded himself of every scrap of clothing.



Now I am a naturally shy person and in any state of undress, I will automatically turn to face the nearest wall, no matter what the company. My companion had no such inhibitions, for he padded about happily unpacking as if nakedness was the most natural state in the world. Rather fascinated, I surreptitiously watched while pretending to be engrossed in the newspaper.



Now although, my face is no longer youthful, physically I am not in too bad shape, largely because Helen and I like to do a lot of countryside walking most weekends. I was however, not a patch on this chap. His body was lightly tanned, (all over), and his muscles were nicely taut and toned as if he worked out — or played squash I surmised thinking that I recognised the type.



I have to admit that I also looked at his dick. This was pure curiosity because all my life I had never seen another besides my own. There must have been times at school in the showers when I had been in the company of naked males but I have absolutely no recollection from then. From what I could see, his prick was bigger than mine and in a way looked neater — rather Greek god like, as portrayed on statues. Feeling that he was aware of my scrutiny, I concentrated on the newspaper and was startled to sense him by the side of my bed. Glancing sideways I was confronted with his penis in front of my eyes, resting in a nest of curly light coloured hair very like that on his head. Women’s bodies have always attracted me so much that I often thought men gained most from the opposite sexes visual appeal but now I could suddenly see what women got out of the deal.



Dragging my eyes upward, I found that he was holding an open packet of cigarettes towards me. “I don’t thank you,” I said but then, feeling rather embarrassed I pointed to a partly concealed magazine lying on his bed I asked, “Is that what I think it is?”



“Yes it is and a good one,” he grinned. “I am glad to see that you’re a man after my own heart.” With that he flicked it across to me.



It was as I thought a pornographic magazine but I was in for a disappointment because I had already seen the damn thing. Considering the thousands of such magazines in circulation, I wondered what the odds were of coming across the same one in places over 100 miles apart.



I still looked through it and gained enjoyment but would have become engrossed for longer if the pictures had been new. Dave had unpacked a short, thigh length towelling bath robe, slipped it on and was spending some time seeing if he could have better luck with the air conditioning. Finishing the magazine, I called out, “I don’t suppose that you have got another of these.”



“I have,” he called back, “but I am not sure if it will be to your taste.”



I laughed. “It takes a lot to shock me. What is it — really kinky?”



“No just gay.”



“Dig it out. I might as well learn how the other half lives,” I said with a touch of bravado. It was rather disappointing that it was not bestiality or something like that but I seemed to be suddenly in the kind of mood where anything sexual was worth looking at.



I have already said that I had previously read the first magazine but that does not explain why the second aroused me so much more. There were several series of pictures set in different locations with most featuring three males, mostly on the young side but some including an older man. There were six, four or two pictures per page. The first set had three naked youths in a kitchen sucking each other’s stiff dicks if different combinations and the second was situated in a cinema with one youth bent over the seat sucking off a second while being anally fucked by a father figure. The opening picture of the third series showed two young men doing sixty-nine but then interrupted to answer the knock of the mailman, who then enters the scene. Very soon one guy had the newcomer’s cock out and the series continued with the mailman now stripped and joining enthusiastically in the oral activities. The set finished with one lad fucking the other with him in turn being stuck up the mail delivery man bending over in front of him I was rather glad that the magazine resting across my lap concealed the effect that viewing these male only activities was having on me. Dave, having abandoned the air conditioning unit, wandered across to the side of my bed and stood looking down as I slowly turned the pages. As I passed the half way mark, he half perched on the right side of the bed saying, “There is a really good one coming up.”



Soon after, the whole left hand page was taken up by one picture. It showed a youth lying naked on his stomach with head looking up towards the camera. Between his legs there was an older man who very obviously had his cock hard up inside the younger man’s anus. The youth’s face was contorted in what could have been either ecstasy or agony. “Who says that they don’t like it up em?” Dave laughed, reaching past me to tap the picture.



I glanced sideways to join in the laughter and froze because my companions reaching movement had caused the front of his robe to fall apart, exposing a very erect penis. My first reaction was to look up at Dave’s face expecting him to give an embarrassed laugh and quickly cover himself. Instead he looked at me with a funny kind of half smile on his face but apart from that did not move. My eyes fell back to his cock. It was beautiful. A good seven to eight inches in length (possibly slightly longer), thick, symmetrical and looking so perfect. The head had a dark reddish tinge and there was a sheen on the tight skin. For a long long moment that seemed to last forever, we formed a frozen tableau but then, acting of its own volition, in slow motion my hand reached out and I watched my fingers close round the shaft.



It felt hot, alive and vibrant causing a thrill to run right down my arm. For some time I was content just to hold it like that, feeling the pulses throbbing beneath my fingers but then I began to slowly move my hand up and down in a caressing motion. A glistening globule of pre-cum oozed out of his slit. I was holding his dick in a perpendicular position and gradually the globule grew until it looked like a hemispherical glowing gem balanced on the end of the prick. I was fascinated by it and was idly wondering in which direction it would run when Dave said softly, “The nectar of the God’s.”



With that thought in mind, I could not let it run and risk losing one drop of the precious fluid. Leaning forward I scooped it up with the tip of my tongue. That sweet man dew was indeed nectar. It inflamed my brain. I wanted more — so much more. Taking his cock into my mouth I attempted to drain it from the source. I was aware of a slightly sweaty male smell from the area of his groin — where before I would have found it revolting now it seemed the most heady aroma that I had ever experienced.



After a while the madness eased and I was able to think about what I was doing. It seemed so natural — so right. It was crazy — for almost half a century no non-heterosexual thought had ever crossed my mind and yet suddenly I was happily sucking the penis of a man that I had met less than an hour before. The tip of my tongue found his slit and started to explore it with a slight extra stiffening of his whole penis showed that he liked it. I kept returning to that small activity, enjoying the effect that I could cause. A couple of times I removed the whole cock from my mouth to lick slowly round the rim but both times the sight of that big bulbous head, glistening with the mixed sheen of saliva and cum-juice, caused me to take it hungrily back in my mouth again.



I knew when he was going to cum. A little before the climax, Dave’s breathing changed and he rested his hand lightly on my head. There was no thought of pulling my head away – I wanted what was to come straight from his body into my throat. Immediately before the moment, his cock stiffened and seemed to swell in my mouth. And then I was madly swallowing, my mouth was overflowing with cum and more seemed to be pumping out of him every second. On the basis that the other was nectar then this had to be the elixir of life. I have no memory of the taste or texture that first time, my only awareness being the effect that it had on me. If drug addicts get a similar high from their hits then I can now well understand addiction.



Eventually I lay back on the bed with my eyes closed. I was floating, in limbo, almost on the verge of passing out and I knew that I was breathing heavily as if hyperventilating. Dave’s hands were stroking, calming me. Then I felt his lips and teeth on one of my nipples and fingers nipping the other. New tremors triggered through me. It was the first time I realised that male nipples were capable of sexual excitement. One sensation seemed to follow another. My jaw hung open and I heard myself moaning. Then suddenly, his tongue was in my mouth, urgent, probing and it took me over the top. Shudder after shudder wracked through my body and in that moment of new experience, I felt myself shooting my own load of spunk into the confines of my pants.



I slowly opened my eyes and found Dave smiling at me. “Welcome aboard,” he said.



Although I smiled back I could think of nothing to say. What could I say — ‘How was it for you?’ I had never visualised myself in a situation like this.



He gave me a nudge. “Come on. We need to take a shower — especially you I think.”



“You go first,” I told him. I wanted to just lie and think — and relive the experience in my mind.



“Nonsense. It is a nice big shower — we can both fit in together.”



Reluctantly, I started to comply but on noticing that his prick was stiff again, I made a grab for it hoping more of that lovely stuff would be on tap.



He avoided me laughing. “Don’t be greedy,” he chided. “You can have all of that you want — but later.”



In the shower we mucked about, soaping each other and laughing. I had often done this with Helen, never dreaming it could be just as much fun with a man. We reached a position where he stood behind me, reaching round to build up a lather on my nipples and I could feel his hard stiff cock digging into me. Suddenly I had a desperate craving for something that I had never had. I wanted to be the youth in the picture. Reaching back, I found his penis was slippery with soap, so I grabbed hold and tried to ram it into me.



Dave stopped me. “That is silly,” he said. “Never use soap as lube — it will make you terribly sore. It could put you out of action for the whole week and that would never do. If that’s what you want, then we will do it slowly and properly – remember we have got all night. Right now, we will go to the restaurant and grab something to eat then find the other blokes on the course before they come looking for us.”



During the eating of a very pleasant meal and immediately afterwards, we identified our seven fellow course students for the week. Four of them were the usual whiz-kids, early twenties, brash, overconfident and with accelerated promotion written all over them. Three worked together at the same division of the organisation and the fourth had graduated with them at university — so they formed a ready-made clique. Two of the others were older men in their sixties, from high level management and were on the course to gain the credit not the knowledge — it possibly also enhanced their pensions.



The seventh was the odd one out. Called Chris, he was early thirties and very tall, (possibly around 6′ 6″), and he was also very thin. It did not take me long to realise that I disliked him intensely. It was his manner that irritated me. He possibly thought that his obsequiousness was being friendly but I felt that he was constantly trying to ingratiate himself. Most people have an instinct about invading another’s personal space but to Chris this was a foreign concept — so I always felt crowded whenever he managed to engage me in conversation.



After the meal, all nine of us retired to the bar and got to know each other. By ten o’clock, I felt that civilities had been satisfied allowing us to go back to our room. Needless to say, I was more than a little eager. It was eleven (when the bar closed), before everyone broke up and the frustrating part was – Dave was the one who had kept the evening going. When we were alone, I remonstrated with him about this.



“We have got to be careful,” he warned. “Never appear too eager to get off alone together — and it might be an idea, when the course splits into project groups, never to get on the same team as each other.”



I was hoping to just lie on one of the beds with him and get to it but Dave was far more laid back (or realistic) about it. That was fine for a quickie he said but all night in the heat without air conditioning was liable to get far too sweaty. We did try pushing the beds together but they seemed to be bolted in some way to the floor. However, on inspiration and after some struggle, we found that the mattresses were removable and rather fortuitously fitted exactly, side by side, in the space between the two bed bases. Then we lay down together.



I started sucking him again – because he was very stiff and it was there. I had intended this as just a preamble to the main event but he came in my mouth very quickly. This was again very enjoyable although it did not have the same devastating effect on me as before but I was also rather disappointed, thinking this would mean a long delay before he would be ready again to introduce Fagin to me. I was to find that he had the most amazing power of recovery and the ability to cum time and time again with little decrease in his resilience.



He got me lying face down with my hips resting on a pillow and after initial caresses started applying KY Jelly to my anus. Gradually he worked one, two and then three fingers inside me. At first this felt strange and uncomfortable but quickly developed into an extremely pleasant sensation and I became eager for the real thing. By this time he was more than ready to perform and positioned himself between my legs. I cannot say that it didn’t hurt because initially there was an excruciating feeling of pain but the sensation that gradually replaced it was incredible. I very quickly decided that I loved being fucked. At first he took it slowly, allowing me to acclimatise to having him inside me but very soon I was urging him on with cries of, faster, harder, deeper.



That night we did it over and over again in many different positions but then it was like that whenever we were alone together. In that short time I had become totally besotted by his wonderful cock and I had an image of it in my mind every waking minute. It is difficult in retrospect to differentiate that night from the many times later in the week. I rather liked Dave lying flat on his back while I crouched above him and willingly impaled myself on his erect pole. The favourite was lying relaxed, face to face, with him inside me and his hard demanding tongue probing in my mouth. At his suggestion, I licked his arse and wiggled my tongue inside him. I grew to love doing this small service for him because the heavy musky aroma made me delirious and the knowledge of what I was doing was incredibly arousing. A bonus was that afterwards, his prick seemed even longer and thicker than usual. That first night, I think that he screwed me sometime after I had fallen asleep — it was either that or I had a most delightful dream.



In the morning, I awoke and found him lying with a sheet draped loosely across his torso but with lower quarters exposed. Taking advantage, I sucked him erect and went on to have an early drink and so established a regular morning ritual. Then it was a matter of restoring the two beds to how they were supposed to be and going downstairs to the restaurant for the official breakfast.



The course started and I found it interesting. A constant irritant was Chris who wandered from desk to desk asking questions but seeming to hover more around me than the others. He had a most annoying habit of crouching by the side of the desk, back straight and looking exactly a preying mantis. Over the years I have learned to overlook surface mannerisms and not to go on first appearances but this principle did not work with Chris — the man made me cringe. After we had taken a quick lunch, with just over half an hour before the course resumed, I whispered to Dave, “Let’s go to the room for a quickie.” I really wanted it badly. My rectum ached with the need to have him inside me and I thought even a few minutes might ease the craving. My lover quickly indicated his willingness to oblige but at the stairs, Chris collared us.

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