Roommate - The Shower

Opening the door to our small apartment, I enter and head for the fridge to get a beer. sitting down at the table, I pour my beer into a glass and sip on it, oh so refreshing on a hot day.
I need to take a piss, so I head for the bathroom, as I open the door I see that my room mate is in the shower, but I need to go, so I take my cock out and go do my business, looking at the shape of my room-mate, behind the shower curtain, as I do. I finish my business and look at the shape of the body behind the curtain, my cock starts to harden a bit, Oh my what to do? I haven't known my room-mate very long, but I have notice his body as we relaxed in the apartment. It has been so hot in our apartment lately that, we worn very little and I got to see a lot of him. And I was wanting more then just some peeks of him and his skin.
As I watched him thru the curtain, I noticed that my cock had harden up more, with my thoughts.
Taking a nice deep breathe, I slipped my cloths off, my cock hard and sticking high in the air.
Moving to the back of the shower curtain, I rattled it a bit as I climbed into the shower, asking, as I did, if there was room for another? He turned to see me, his cock hanging semi hard, in front of him, I reached down and took his cock in my hand, he started to say something, but just leaned back against the shower wall, his cock getting harder with my strokes, as I stroked his cock I lean down and sucked on one of his nipples, it got erect almost as soon as I touched it.
I stop stroking him for a bit and grab his balls and rolled them in my hand, I take his hand as I play with his balls and put it on my cock, he strokes me as I roll his balls around, I am so hard now. I go back to stroking my room mate, I hear some nice soft moans coming from him, Oh I need to Play some more so I stop stroking him and take my cock from his hand.
I move in front of him, My cock next to his, I take my cock and rub in around his cock, sliding it up and under his cock shaft, back and fro I slide my Hard cock , pumping my cock into his. I finally ask if he was liking this, He says yes, I didn't think it could feel this good, I tell him it is only going to get better. I pinch both of his nipples as I ram my cock into his a few more times, I tell him to turn the shower off, and ram his cock a bit slower as he turns the shower off.
I am wanting to make it special for him, and I need to cum bad, my cock feeling ready to burst, he is still hard against the shower wall, I rub my cock around his some more, then put my cock head up to his cock head and rub them together, my need to cum almost there, I take my hand and start to jack off right next to his cock, he is watching my every move, as I let loose all my cum, most hitting on his cock but some around his belly, oh what a relief, I needed that so bad, but I need to finish my room mate, moving down to start licking his chest then down, to his belly, I stop long enough to lick up some of my cum I left on him, and on to his cock, soaked in my cum, I engulf his cock into my mouth taking as must of his cock as I could, his legs start to quiver and my mouth goes up and down his cock, gently then tighter and tighter, it was just a short time before , my room mate was blowing his first load of cum into my mouth, Gagging a bit as he blew his huge load of cum, pulling back a little, I took his cock in my hand and jacked the last bits of cum out of his cock onto my face.

-Anonymous

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Andrew's First Time

“Come on, you have to have some kind of breakfast. The pan’s hot, I’m going to fix something for Andrew and me anyway, I might as well throw on a couple of eggs for you too.”

“Do you know how much fat is in an egg, Dad? I don’t think so.” Chloe picked up her book bag and threw the strap over her shoulder. “Besides, I told Ash that I’d meet her for a coffee at Jitters at 7:30.” I smiled inside. That was Chloe, always had somewhere to go, someone to see. A lot like her mother, I thought.

Just then the 6’ 2” frame of Andrew, her cousin walked in. It was obvious he’d just rolled out of bed. His red hair was pushed up on one side with apparent bed head. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes as he walked into the kitchen, but what really caught my eye were his shorts. He was wearing boxer brief underwear. They were made of a grey tee shirt material and came about half way down his thigh. Clearly through the material you could see the long thick bulge of his penis draping to the side. I immediately felt embarrassed for him, knowing that Chloe was seeing the same thing I was. I was about to say something to him, but he pulled out a chair and sat down and scooted his legs under the table.

I glanced over at Chloe to see if she had actually seen what I had. Her face was impassive, but she had her phone out and was punching some keys. “I am kind of hungry; I think I will have some eggs after all, Daddy.”

“What about Ashley?”

“I’m texting her now. I’ll hook up with her at school.” She continued to punch keys as she sat down in a chair and scooted to the table.

Suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, I had a lump in my throat and could not speak. I turned back to the stove. I cracked an egg and dropped it onto the skillet, my mind reeling. I was suddenly thinking some very horrible thoughts about my daughter. I knew that Chloe liked boys, although she always acted as if she didn’t like them, at least in front of me. We’d had the birds and bees chat a couple of years ago and were pretty open with each other about her feelings. Ever since her mother died, I knew that I would have to try to be her confidant. I had to try to take her mother’s place. I popped 4 slices of bread into the toaster and pushed the lever down.

Chloe looked over at Andrew, Looks like you slept well,” she giggled, commenting on his lop sided hairdo.

“Uh, yeah, great, actually.” Andrew sat continuing to rub his sleep swollen eyes. He had been living with us for 4 months now. Ever since the death of his parents, my sister and her husband, in an auto accident. He had fit right in with us, personality-wise, although sometimes a little quiet. He had a decent sense of humor and we often had laughed together over the years even before all of our tragic losses. I gingerly slid the spatula under and egg and gently rolled it to the opposing side.

Chloe picked up her phone again and flipped it open intently scrolling through her recently received texts. “Andrew would you mind getting us some orange juice?” she asked rather absent mindedly.

I cringed, “Hey, that’s okay I got it.” I turned from the stove.

Andrew was already up, “I’m right here, Craig. I’ll get it.” For some reason ever since moving in with us he’d gone to calling me by my first name only. He moved to the refrigerator and opened it. I glanced at Chloe and saw that she was looking over her phone and actually watching Andrew, his bulbous penis head mounding under his briefs. Although he didn’t look to be erect, it was obvious that his penis was exceptionally long and thick. He grabbed the juice, turned and stepped toward the table. Chloe’s eyes flickering between her phone and Andrew.

When we were through with breakfast, Chloe hugged me and pecked me on the cheek. “See you tonight Daddy,” she said as she headed out the door. I sipped my coffee as Andrew got up from the table and brought his dish to the sink.

“Don’t worry about those, I’ll get them,” I said. “You’re going to be late for school.”

“That’s okay, I’ll right myself a note,” he snickered.

“Uh hey, Andrew, I have to ask you something though. Could you please wear some shorts or something, at least, you know in front of Chloe.”

Andrew looked down, “Shit, Craig, I thought I had my shorts on this morning. Jeez, Shit, I’m sorry.” His reddening face giving away his bewilderment.

“Hey, Andrew, It’s not a big deal, really. We’re all family here. It’s just that Chloe is at a very……impressionable age. You know?”

Andrew stood two feet in front of me, his crotch at my eye level. I tried to keep eye contact with him. “Yes sir, I understand. I’m sorry, Craig. I’ll be more careful from now on.”

I smiled at him as I got up and put my coffee cup in the sink. I chuckled a little, “Yeah, besides, with all of the friends that Chloe has, I don’t need 150 girls over here all of the time, I’m already having enough trouble keeping the boys off of Chloe.”

After I finished up the dishes, I saw Andrew off to school and walked into the study to get some writing done. I sat down at the computer and pulled up my latest manuscript. I was in the middle of writing my third book. A series of books actually, sort of my own version of the great American novel. I sat and stared at the screen for a few minutes thinking of how to get going. My mind kept flashing back to breakfast. I worried about Chloe a little bit. I wasn’t sure what to do about that yet. I wondered about Andrew too. That huge fucking bulge in his shorts. Wow, He was going to be very popular with the ladies.

I felt my groin tighten a little at the vision in my mind of a beautiful young woman’s eyes as she saw and felt his erection for the first time. I felt more tightening in my pants as the thought continued. I clicked on the Internet icon on my screen. I really needed to relieve the ache in my groin before I could get anything done. I went to a gay porn website that I subscribed to. I belonged to a couple of them, a couple of hetero porn sites too. It’s just that this morning I wanted to fantasize about men. In particular, I wanted to fantasize about very well hung men getting together. I briefly thought back to the encounter with a man that I’d had about a year earlier. I hadn’t dated really, since Chloe’s mother died.

Consequently, I spent a fair amount of time on the Internet surfing porn for my sexual release. The ones I liked the best were always the ones where there was a well hung man pleasing a beautiful woman. I loved girls on girls too, but, by far, the sight of a huge penis sliding in and out of a petite woman was my favorite. I guess it just came naturally to me to start to fantasize about what it would be like to be that woman. I loved the thought of a man holding his penis to my lips. I would reach up and grab his cock and begin to gently lick and suck the head and look up into his eyes as they rolled back in enjoyment.

Eventually my fantasies turned to anal sex. I became fascinated with it. I even went so far as to purchase a vibrator from an online store. I remember waiting in anticipation for when it arrived. When it did, I could hardly wait for Chloe to go to school the next day. I spent a couple of hours with that vibrator and loved every minute of it. I thought that it might be uncomfortable to start with. So I slathered it with some lube I had purchased down at the drug store. To my surprise, it actually didn’t hurt at all, like I’d thought it might. It slid right into my anticipating ass. I fucked myself with it for a half an hour before I finally allowed myself to cum, when I did, it was extremely intense. Jet after jet of hot, sticky semen shot from my 7” cock as one hand pumped it, while the other violated my convulsing hole. From that moment on, my fantasies turned from that vibrator to having a man slide his huge erection into my awaiting anus. I spent countless hours with that vibrator as it had its way with my eager asshole, every minute wishing it was a guy like a porn star with his huge tool that was really pleasing me.

My cock now strained at my pants as I thought back to my one night stand with Ben, the only actual homosexual encounter I’d every really had. I reached down, pulled my belt loose and slid my pants and underwear off with one motion. I flipped my shirt to the side as I slid back into my chair and eagerly typed my password into the website log in. I gently caressed my rock hard cock as I maneuvered my way into the website. It didn’t take long to find what I was looking for. I clicked on the play button as a video loaded onto my screen. Immediately an image of a well endowed black male was sliding his big tool into a smaller man’s ass. The smaller man, a white male, in his twenties maybe, was lying on his back on a bed. His legs were spread wide as the ebony man held an ankle in each hand. He slid his large penis into the Caucasian man’s waiting ass. He slid it in and out rhythmically as the receiving man panted and moaned. I watched this for several minutes and began to get very worked up. My right hand was slowly stroking my cock while my other hand was down between my legs, the tip of my middle finger rubbing my anus. I placed each foot up on the desk, straddling my keyboard as my finger probed my sensitive hole.

Just then I thought I caught a glimpse of movement outside the window behind my computer monitor. I froze awkwardly and watched to see if I could tell what it was that moved. I saw nothing. I sat, frozen for a moment longer trying to regain the mood that had just been shocked from me so abruptly. Then my eyes refocused. That’s when I saw.

The movement I had seen did not come from outside my window….It had come from a reflection in the window. A reflection of something…or someone, off to my right and a few feet behind me! I leaped from my chair, my erection bobbing straight up in front of me. There in front of me, with eyes wide, stood Andrew. “Uh, jeez, Craig….I, Uh…”

I just stood there for a moment, unable to speak. I’d just been caught by my nephew watching and, yes…masturbating to gay pornography. “Shit, Andrew, I…Shit. Look, this isn’t what you think,” I said stupidly. It was exactly what he was thinking. Shit, how did I not hear him come in? I silently cursed myself as I stood, naked in front of Andrew, my erection beginning to soften.

“Look, Uncle Craig….”

Shit, He called me uncle Craig. Oh fuck, Chloe’s going to find out, Andrew will probably leave. Word about this is going to get out. Shit, shit.

“Look, Craig….I…Uh….Actually snuck in here…….to watch.”

That’s when I noticed something about him, something… I looked down slightly and noticed a large bulge in the front of his jeans. He took a step towards me, his eyes pleading. “I really didn’t make a mistake this morning. I knew that I wasn’t wearing anything over my underwear. I didn’t do it so Chloe would notice…I did it so you would.”

I looked him in his eyes, “Why did you think I would like that?” I was confused, wondering if he’d seen me do this before.

“I didn’t. I mean I don’t know. I guess I just wanted you to see me. I feel like a dumb ass, Craig, I’m sorry.” He turned his head as if he were going to leave.

I stepped forward, silently placing a hand upon his shoulder. He looked down at me, into my eyes. I slowly slid my other hand forward and gently caressed his erection through his jeans. My cock hardening again. I took him by the hand and silently led him to my bedroom. I turned and looked up into his eyes. “When did you know you were gay, Andrew?”

“I don’t know. Quite a while back I guess.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, I’ve never….You know.”

“Wow.” I stepped back a pace. “Hey, look I don’t know if this is right. I mean, I actually like women. It’s just that I’ve been without one for so long. I mean what you saw…in there,” pointing in the direction of the study. “It’s lonely, you know?”

“I saw how you were touching yourself…Where you were touching yourself. I want to…..touch you there too.” He reached forward and gently caressed my engorged cock. It felt soooo good. I reached down myself and grabbed for his belt. I clumsily unbuckled it and unbuttoned his jeans, my hands shaking in anticipation. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down, his cock springing toward my face. It was truly immense. I’d never seen a penis that large before. Its bulbous head was as big as a child’s fist and it was really pink. Its incredibly long shaft leading to two walnut sized testicles nestled in a thick patch of orange pubic hair. It was hard as a rock, but still it seemed to be at half mast, so to speak. So large that it would not stand straight up, as my diamond hard penis was now doing.

I reached forward and held him in both of my hands, guiding his bright pink head to my lips. He peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the side as I gingerly licked the engorged head and slid my mouth over it. I managed to get a few inches of his thick, veined penis into my mouth and throat and hungrily began to work it in and out of my mouth as I pumped both of my hands up and down his shaft. He sighed deeply as I began to moan with wonton lust with his cock in my mouth. Andrew withdrew his penis and pushed me back onto the bed. He lay down on top of me, desperately grabbing for my penis. Clumsily his lips met mine and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. He worked his legs between mine and was thrusting his cock forward up and down my belly. It was obvious that he was very turned on and was loosing control of himself. As he lay on top of me, he clumsily thrust again and again. I could feel the heat of his cock against my cock and stomach as he slid it up and down.

He leaned back a bit and grabbed his cock with his hand quickly brought it up to my anus. I pushed my hand forward and stopped him from tearing me open with that huge stick. “Hey, slow down a bit. I’m going to need some lubrication before we go on.” I reached into my nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube that I had used many times for my dildo. “Okay, Andrew, get on your knees here on the bed in front of me.” He positioned himself as I had asked and I reached forward with the bottle. I squirted a large dollop onto the head of his massive phallus. He just looked down and watched as I worked the slippery liquid up and down his thick shaft, my fingers barely touching as they wrapped around his girth. I began to moan softly. I wanted this dick inside of me soooo badly right then. I whimpered slightly as I felt it lurch in my hand. “Before we do this, I have to…you know, get ready a little bit. Think you can wait?”

He slowly nodded as I lay back on the bed. I spread my legs wide and brought my lube soaked hands to my anus. First I slowly, worked a finger into my little hole, then two. He watched, wide eyed as the slippery fingers of both hands were probing, spreading my hole wide. My eyes rolled back as I pulled my hole open a little wider. Andrew’s cock throbbed again as he watch me ready my sensitive hole for his phallus. I didn’t say a word as he slowly moved toward me. I held my hole wide as he pushed the head against it. He slid it up and down against my awaiting ass, his shaft glistening with the slippery liquid. Then he slowly pushed his head into me. I gasped as my fingers let go and felt his thick shaft as it slowly pushed into me. I looked down and saw my hard penis dripping a stream of clear liquid onto my belly.

He slowly withdrew and pushed again, his abs flexing as he was slowly working more of his fat stick into me. He had slid about half of his length into me when I felt a sharp pain up in my abdomen. I winced slightly as he pushed the huge head of his dick against the internal obstacle. He withdrew and thrust again. My mind reeling as I felt his hugeness violate me. He pushed in even further this time before withdrawing and pushing again. I cried out as he pushed even more into me this time. I began to whimper incoherently as he thrust again and again, my hands to each side of me, tightly gripping the bed, bracing myself against each thrust.

Andrew then lost his control, for he thrust hard and deeply into me, withdrew only the slightest and thrust again, his balls audibly slapping against my upturned ass. “Oh fuck,” was all Andrew could say as he thrust the entire length of his massive phallus into my eager anus, sweat glistening on his flexing abs and dripping from his upper lip as his cock began to erupt. He began to grind his cock into me, trying vainly trying to push even more of himself into me. I had not even touched my own cock during all of this as I didn’t want to spoil it by cumming too soon and I continued to tightly grip the bed to either side of me, but now it was too late, I could no longer hold myself back. As Andrew’s cock spewed his hot sperm into me my own cock jerked and erupted with the longest, largest jet of semen I’d ever seen. It splashed onto my face and into my waiting mouth.

The second jet was equally as large and wet as the first. Jet after jet of semen doused my belly, chest and face. I could only groan as I watched my penis empty its seed. Andrew then lay forward on top of me, breathing heavily. After some minutes he leaned back, withdrew and went into the bathroom. I could see a reflection from my mirrored closet doors of myself, my violated anus oozing a stream of Andrew’s white semen.

Andrew emerged from the bathroom and stood, looking at me lying on my bed, legs still spread and basking in the afterglow of my incredible orgasm, his penis hanging long and thick between his legs. “I’m sorry if I’ve messed something up with you Craig.”

“No Andrew, it’s actually me that should feel guilty.”

“Well don’t Craig. I’ve fantasized about it for a long time. I can’t believe that I’ve finally had it come true.” He walked over to me as I propped myself up on one elbow. He look down at me and into my eyes, “and I’ve got to be honest with you, I think that I want it to happen again.

-R. Granite

Farm Hands

I’ll remember this day for the rest of my years. It was a hot day, not unlike any other here in rural Kansas. It was another bad year for crops; the source of our livelihood. Despite the drought we had hired on a farm hand. I couldn’t take care of our animals by myself, sustaining the injury I had sustained days previously.

The nearest town was a few miles away, a travel across the open prairie I dreaded. The only other problem I had with the small town was the rumors. They spread like wild fire. Everyone in town knew your business before you did. Our town was so small that if you blinked you’d miss it. A few stores dotted Main Street, one bank that handled all our monetary transactions, and two diners both run by local women of the town.

Today is Friday. I got up earlier than usual, dressed just as I usually did my arm still in a sling. I ate breakfast; this was one of the first mornings I had to cook for myself. I grabbed my keys and got in the truck, after cleaning up from breakfast. I drove out the long dusty road that made our driveway, turned onto another dusty dirt road that led to town. Another 30 miles until town, I turned on the radio. I traveled roughly five miles before the sun rose. The heat was to extreme already, I knew today was going to be a terrible day. I stopped the truck alongside the road. I put it in park as I hopped out the door.

I stood beside the truck, I took my clothes off. It was too hot and it was the only way I knew of to beat the heat, especially when the AC in the truck didn’t work. I piled my clothes in the center seat next to me. I climbed back into the cab. I shifted the vehicle into drive, after easing on to the road gently. I gunned it. I could go as fast as I wanted. The nearest house was 28 miles away, at the end of the road.

I sped across the plane at 70 MPH. The dust behind me was trailing for miles as I looked back in the mirror. I smiled as I slowed the truck down; I came to a complete stop far out of the reach of the dust cloud. I climbed out of the cab, redressed, in what would have been a few seconds if I weren’t handicapped. I sped back on to the road and traveled on the next two miles at a legal speed. I honked the horn as I drove by the nearest neighbor and the first house on the road.

I hit blacktop. I drove through town, observing whatever may be new. It had been nearly a month since I had been to town. Nothing much changed there were a few little things to be noted. I drove to the other side of town, a whopping three miles. The gas station, only gas station in town served as a bus stop anytime a bus came to town. I parked alongside the road as the people unloaded from the bus. Holding a sign I quickly drafted as I ate breakfast, I drew attention to myself. The guy who was to be our help walked over.

“Jace?” I asked.
“Yes sir.” He answered the Texan accent thick like syrup yet smooth like water.
“My name is Evan.”
“Nice to meet you.” He said as he extended his right hand.

After I shook his hand, I led him to the truck and we headed to the house.
“Got everything you’re going to need?” I asked.
“Yes sir.” He replied.
“Please don’t call me sir.” I asked.
“May I call you Evan then?”
“That’s fine, I just don’t like Sir, it makes me feel old.”
“Okay Evan.” He said my name like an odd taste on his tongue.

We drove out of town and onto the dirt road.
“So how old are you?” I asked.
“18.” He answered shyly.
“No reason to be shy Jace, you’re living in the same house on the same farm with me for a while, might as well get to know each other.”
“Sorry, this is just my first time being this far away from anyone I know.”

I had to admit that he was right. I also had to admit that he was sexy. His frame was something to be proud of. I knew I was going to enjoy seeing him every day and every night.
“Forgive me for being so brash but you’re handsome.”

He blushed. I hoped I didn’t make him more nervous.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” I said making eye contact.
“It’s okay, you’re not too bad yourself.”

“Were you a football player or something?”
“I ran track and played soccer.” He answered.
“Do you still run?”
“On occasion.”

“You’re lucky then, out here you can run for a good distance without being bothered. Not trying to creep you out or anything, but the nearest house is about 30 miles from the farm.”
“Holy shit.” He swore.
“What?”
“Talk about privacy.”

“Oh, yeah. Out at the ranch you can run around naked if you want, no one there to complain. Not that anyone would complain” Realizing what I had just said, I blushed.
His gaze returned to the floor. I prayed I hadn’t said the wrong thing. The truck purred as my foot pressed on the accelerator, pushing it closer to the floor. Out across the prairie we went cruising at a blistering pace. After what seemed like an hour we were there. I turned up the drive and parked in front of the house.

“You want to see your room or the farm?”
“My room please.”
We walked into the house met by the chill of the AC it was heaven. I got chills.

“We’ll start here. This is the living room; the television is one of the only ways to contact the outside world. The phone is over there by the couch, another over in the kitchen. Follow me.”
We trekked all over the house exploring the place. When I showed him his room his eyes lit up. Our house was rather big and featured five bedrooms, each of modest size.”
“It’s huge.” He said as he turned around taking in the room.

“Yeah. You can put your clothes in the wardrobe over there. The closet has some junk in it. I can move it to the basement if you want.”
“I don’t have many clothes; don’t worry about the stuff in the closet.”
“Let me show you to the bathroom. Sorry to say but you’ll be sharing it with me.”
“That’s not a big problem.”

My room was directly next door. I choose to put him in this room just for that reason.
I opened the door leading from his room to the bathroom, “Don’t worry it locks. Towels and wash rags in are in this closet here.”
He seemed amazed by the house so far.

“If you’ll follow me.” I said as I opened the door on the other side of the bathroom, that lead to my room, “This is my room. If you need anything, anything at all just ask.”

My room, which I had cleaned the night prior, was spotless.
“If there isn’t anything to do I‘d like to retire to my room.”
“No problem, I’ll get you around dinner time.”
“Okay.”

“Do you have a computer or anything?” I asked.
“A laptop yeah.”
“Tell me when you get settled and I’ll hitch you up to the router.”
“Okay, if that’s not an issue.”
“It won’t be, I imagine you can use it to talk to your family back home.”
“Yeah, my mama will miss me for a little while.”

I closed the door connecting my room to the bathroom as he walked through his door. I needed some time alone for a few minutes. I just hoped that he didn’t need anything within the next 10 minutes. I locked both doors to my room, turned out the lights, logged onto my computer. I opened a porn site I frequented often. Images of men filled my eyes as my dick grew hard. My mind wandered from the men on the screen to the man in the next room. His accent was a major turn on. His respect for me as his employer was amazing. The only thing more amazing was his body. His arms were nicely muscled, not overly thick. His legs were clearly defined. I assumed he had a six pack, and that it was clearly defined.

His face was in a league all its own. His eyes were a sexy green; I could see what he was thinking. He wasn’t just shy, he was shy for a reason, but what was his reason? I wanted to find out, but later I had something else I needed to do.

My hand gripped my fabric engulfed erection. I was close, and I had barely made contact. As I slipped my pants from my thighs there was a knock at the door. Oh shit! I screamed in my head. As quietly as I could I pulled my pants up ignoring my throbbing prick as I tucked it into the waistband of my pants.

I opened the door rather slowly; it could only be one person.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“I need to ask a favor of you.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s not a favor it’s more of a thing that you should know about me.”

“What’s that?” I asked, I was genuinely curious now.
“Evan, I understand if you look at me differently but. . . I thought you needed to know.”
“I don’t know anything, you haven’t told me anything.”
“I’m gay.”

“Well,” I said, his words echoed in my ears. I guess I took too long to reply.
“Evan, I’m sorry.”
“Why would you be sorry?” I asked.
“Just because.” His shyness returned.
“Jace, you couldn’t comprehend how I feel.”
“I could if you told me.”

I closed the distance between us, locking lips with him. My eager tongue thrashed around, trying to gain entrance. He denied.
“Evan, what. . .”
“I said you couldn’t comprehend how I felt. I may have just met you, but I like you.”
“Evan, I would like to get to know you better before things get too hasty.”

Good Lord, his voice had the same effect as nails on a chalkboard. The sound of him saying my name made my erection throb.
“Jace, to be honest with you. I’m bi.”
“I figured you were something other than straight in the truck when you told me I was handsome.”
“Well you are, I’m quite taken by your beauty.”

“I think I could get to know you better later, right now I wanna do this.”
He closed the distance between us. His lips met mine in an explosion of emotions. His tongue was doing the probing this time. I wrapped my arms around his slender waist, pulling him close like he was going to fly away at any moment. He broke the kiss and showed another of his dazzling smiles.

I gestured towards my crotch, “See what you do to me?”
Gesturing at his crotch, “The feeling is mutual.”

The idea of showing him my most private area, just after meeting him did strike me as odd, but I didn’t care I wanted him. I’m almost certain he was a bit reluctant as I grabbed the waist band of his shorts and drug them down to the floor beneath. His whitey-titeys strained with the bulging member trying to intrude in the conversation. The smell was unlike any other; Pure masculinity. I was on a high as I hooked my fingers in the underwear and tugged them down slowly to where the now lay. The floor’ on top of his pants.

His cock was amazing. The size of that thing made my eyes bulge. He had to have been part horse or something. His balls hung low in a tan hairless sack. His dick’s base rested on a bushy plot of black pubes. My hand met his shaft. I stroked, as I did he moaned a bit. I knew what I needed to do now.

I took the head of his erection into my mouth, being careful to avoid tearing his dick with my teeth. He moaned as his hips thrust forwards, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. The cutest part was that even his moans carried his accent. I was astounded by how much of his cock I could actually take into my mouth. I had half, of what I assumed was nine inches, in the back of my mouth and throat. I tried my best to tease his prick with my tongue. He moaned loudly. I wanted to moan, but the attempt was useless. I fondled one of his large ball sin my hand, rolling it between my fingers.

Despite my best attempts he withheld his load from me for a long time. Until finally his hips bucked wildly, choking on his cock I braced myself the best I could for what was to come. His load flooded my mouth and throat. I nearly choked with each passing rope of his tasty cum. I had never tasted anything that delicious before.

His cock shrunk in size, looking less daunting as it did. He watched as I swallowed his creamy load. He grinned. He motioned for me to stand up. I did. He got on his knees before me, my cock, still trapped in my pants, seething. My dick wanted release. I wanted release. I didn’t want it I needed it.

“Do you want to take this a step further?” I asked hesitantly.
“Maybe, after I repay you for the best blowjob I’ve ever had.” He answered, his face shown with excitement.

He took my hand to help me up. I kissed him, my teeth purposefully snagging his bottom lip as I pulled away. He was ready, and so was I. Jace got on his knees in front of me. My cock, still being smothered by the stressed denim was begging for his touch. The button of my pants sprang free, the work of his talented fingers. The zipper was just as easily overcome. My jeans slid down my legs slowly, too slowly.

My underwear bulged, my dick was waiting. His fingers found the waistband. He tore them down blistering fast, boy oh boy, he meant business. As my underwear lay at my ankles his mouth approached and engulfed my dick. I moaned in ecstasy as his tongue danced over the tip of my erection. He looked up at me; I saw nothing but lust in his green eyes.

I tousled his hair with my hand, the silky smooth brown locks parted for my fingers only to grasp them once more. My hand wandered down to his jawline. The appearance of slight stubble tickled my hand; course like sandpaper, yet smooth like cream. His mouthed formed an O shape as he accommodated my length and girth. I moaned again as his teeth lightly scrapped the top of my shaft, catching on my head. Wherever he was from, he must have had some practice. My head rolled back as I moaned his name Jace.

My breath caught in my throat, as my face flushed from the flames I felt devouring my body. I felt like I was on fire. His teeth lightly grated my dick once more; too much. My body tensed, my sight went blurry as he struck the final nerve. I came, shooting my load into his mouth. He milked every last drop out of me. He swallowed my load, loud gulps audible. He stood up, letting my spent dick escape the confines of his moist mouth. He kissed me deeply; I could taste a hint of something that hadn’t been there the last time we kissed; the taste of my own cum.

His lips moved from mine; his hot breath dancing on my skin. Damn, he was hot. The smile on his face was stunning; his teeth glistened in the dim light of the room. His lips waltzed up my jaw line. I moaned quietly, it was a barely audible whimper. His name escaped my lips; Jace. He took a step back. His body, no longer touching mine, begged for attention. The muscles rippled beneath his pale torso. His breaths were slow and relaxed, despite the hot air in the room.

I melted into him. My head resting on one of his strong shoulders. My ear, firmly pressed upon his shoulder, registered the sound of his heart. I felt my body shudder as I collapsed into his arms. I was his.
“Jace,” I asked, “Will you take me?”

“Only if you’ll have me, Evan.” Hearing his voice say my name the way it did, I knew he loved me.
“Of course, I’ll have you.”

He was all mine, and I his. We walked further into the bedroom, to the bed. He lay down on the bed. I lay beside him. I watched as his breaths deepened, his chest heaved with his breaths. I watched him sleep for a while, until, I myself fell asleep.

My dreams that night were full of images of him; his face in the moment of orgasmic agony, his muscles rippling beneath his skin; the sound of my name, with the tang of his accent. Even though I was asleep, I smiled. He was mine, and I hoped he would be for the rest of the time he was working here, and forever after.

-B. Markus

Tasting My First Cock

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A Homemade Movie For Her

I show up at this couples house. She answers the door in a corsette, stockings, and heels. He has on nothing but a bathrobe. As I walk in I notice a mattress on the floor, a camera, and some lighting. Her husband looks at me. "Nice lips. Wonder what he can do with them?' She leads me over and explains to me that she wants to make a porno only she wont be in it. She will be doing the filming. She sends me to a room and tells me to come back in nothing but the robe on the door, I do.

Her husband asks if it isn't weird what we are doing. She replies "Honey, my friends would pay top money to watch two men fuck. You don't have to kiss, just fuck and suck". She gives us the whole concept of the story. We start with him sitting on the sofa, me on the floor at his knees. We are watching tv. I notice him playing with his cock as it starts to get hard. I get a strange tingling. I want him in my mouth. I edge up and take over for him. Leaning his cock towards I take the tip in my mouth. Then a little more and pull back, then go down a little and pull back. Finally his whole hard cock is my mouth.

I can feel his swollen head dancing at the back of my throat. Carressing his balls I feel them start to swell. I know what's coming. I want him to shoot his hot sticky load in my mouth and down my throat. I squeeze a little tighter and suck a little harder. Within seconds his hips shoot up and I get my reward. He grunts as mounds of cum leap from his cock down my throat. I continue sucking as he comes down. "Oh god that was incredible. Now get over there on that mattress, you are getting fucked as soon as I get the cream". I ask him how he wants me. "On your stomach to start. Then on all fours as we get rougher" he tells me. I put a pillow half way down to arch my back for optimum entry. He stands over me and drizzles a warm cream on my asshole. His cock is already hard again. Once I am lubed he lowers over me. I feel the tip of his huge cock pressing against my tiny brown hole. "Relax, just relax" he whispers in my ear as he works his way in.

With each push I let out a little groan until he is all the way in. He moves slowly at first until I get relaxed. "Good you are relaxed. Up on your knees". He grabs my hips and starts slamming in and out of me, our bodies slapping loudy together. "Good" his wife says as she re-angles the camera "Fuck him harder". I am moaning and screaming like virgin from his size and vigorousness. His rhythm changes, he is about to cum. "Don't stop, please don't stop" I beg him "I want you to fill me with cum. Make it hurt". He slams in and out of me even harder. He pulls me hard to him as I feel his muscle tense and release several times shooting a hot cream in to my waiting ass.

As he finishes I lean up so I am on my knees and his chest is agains my back. He reaches around and grabs my cock to stroke it. I am so horny from that savage fucking that I shoot cum all over the mattress in a matter of seconds. I collapse on it as he rips his cock from my ass. Looking at his wife "What's next?". "After you wash up you two are going to 69 to completion and that will be it". He returns, his body glistening from the shower. His wife leans down to get him hard again. "Stop. I want him to get me hard, during the shoot". I lay on my back and he straddles me putting his soft cock in my mouth, taking mine in his. The feeling of his cock growing in my mouth makes mine even harder. He starts moving his hips up and down so I just hold my mouth still. I put my hands on his ass as he fucks my mouth. I cum in his first, then he raises up and gives me one good thrust. Cum races down my throat. "That's a wrap" his wife says. "I already have four girlfriends that are dying to see footage of you with another man and each has offered me money for a disc they can keep".

-Anonymous

Away For Work

I was in another city for work, and it had been a long day. After a shower and dinner alone, I decided to stop by my hotel's bar for a drink before bed.

Sitting at the bar, which was sparsely populated by a few couples, as well as some solo travellers like myself, I ordered a drink and started perusing a newspaper someone had thoughtfully left behind.

Making small talk with the barmaid, I noticed a youngish man come to the bar. He politely ordered a bottle of champagne and a single glass. After I'd made a comment about drinking alone, I asked if he wanted to drink with me at the bar and join in the small talk. It was about 10.30pm and the bar had emptied except for the 3 of us. Introducing himself as Andrew, I shook his hand and introduced myself. We were talking about work and the reasons for our trip, and making small talk when he let slip that the reason he'd ordered a bottle of champagne was that it was his birthday. I congratulated him, and since I'd finished my drink, I ordered another bottle of champage for us to share.

At that point, the barmaid mentioned that the bar closed in 5 minutes, but we were free to take our drinks to our rooms. Andrew offered for us to go to his room, as it was a king suite, so it had a proper lounge area - rather than the small box with a bed I had been given.

Walking to the elevators I realized that I was a married man, in a strange city, going to another mans room with a bottle of champagne...I'd had encounters with men when i was young and single, so I was no stranger to sex with a man, but I had no hint that Andrew was gay, or even remotely interested, so I dismissed those thoughts as I was both a little drunk, and horny.

After we entered the room, we sat and toasted Andrews birthday, and I couldnt help but notice how much nicer his room was than mine.

"One of the perks for working for a government minister - you should see the bathroom!"

I followed him through the bedroom into a large bathrooom with a huge spa bath.

"Big enough for four people," I commented.

"I was thinking of having a spa later to wind down," he said. "You can join if you like..." 
I noticed he was looking directly at me when he said that - and I thought a bit before I heard myself say, "Sure - but I don't have a bathing costume."

He smiled, and said, "It's ok, neither do I. Go and pour us another drink and I'll run the water."

I went back to the lounge area and filled our glasses. I could hear water running as he joined me and we sat and made more small talk. Although there was a definite tension in the air, it was relaxed and we shared a few laughs.

After a while, Andrew went to check the water, and came back - "It's ready if you are," he laughed.

My heart leapt into my throat - what if I am getting the wrong signals - what if I offend him if I get turned on?

"Come on mate - waters getting cold! - dont forget the drinks."

I entered the bathroom to see him naked, entering the water. Smooth and lightly tanned he smiled and said, "Get that gear off, I'm not going to be the only one naked in here!"

I slowly started undressing - embarrassed as I knew I was turned on, and once I was naked it would be quite easy to notice. My cock is quite thick and cut, and about 7 inches long.

"Oh wow, I thought i was the only one turned on," he said with a laugh. "It's ok, blame the champagne!" He stood as i climbed the steps to the bath and could see he was semi erect. He offered his hand to help me enter the bath and I settled sitting across from him.

We made small talk and finished our drinks as we settled in the warm water.

"So do you often invite men to join you in your spa?" I asked.

"Only guys i like," he replied with a smile.

At that point I could feel his foot sliding up my thigh until it started slowly rubbing against my now hard cock.

"Mmmm I thought so," he said. "So do you like being naked with me in my bath?"

"I thought that was obvious - the question is - do you like me being naked in your bath with you?"

He looked at me and smiled - then stood up. His beautiful shaven cock stood hard and erect in answer to my question.

"Bring it to me," I heard myself say. He moved towards me, and I couldn't take my eyes off it. About 6 inches long, not too thick but perfectly formed. I could see the pre cum glistening amongst the water droplets. Slowly I opened my mouth, as if in slow motion and took the head of that cut cock in my mouth. I could hear Andrew gasp as I took him completely in my mouth, my hands on his hips drawing his cock into my throat. Slowly and surely I sucked his cock while I alternated hands to stroke it and play with his balls. Sitting him on the edge of the bath I was able to take control of his cock, using both long deep strokes and light soft licks of the shaft.

"Oh my god, Greg - i won't last long."

"Cum on my face mate, I want your load all over me!" I was turning into a cock loving slut and I wanted more as i could hear him moaning. Quickly he withdrew his cock and told me he was cumming. Staying close to his cock I looked him in the eye and told him to blow all over me. Moaning louder he pointed his cock at my face and told me he was cumming. Long strands of cum shot clear and landed on my chin and cheeks, dripping to my lips. Drawing me to him he licked my face clean and kissed me deeply.

As I sat back on the spa seat to gather my thoughts, Andrew climbed out of the bath and left the room, entering soon again with something.

"Greg, i have no idea how we got to this stage, but I want you to know, I am gay, in a long term relationship and have never done this before - I mean, I have never cheated on my partner before."

"Its ok Andrew - I am a married guy and havent been with a man for 15 years - it just happened, its no big deal."

"Well, if that just happened - I want you to make something else happen....fuck me.. I want your hard cock in me for my birthday - hard and deep."

I didnt need any encouragement - I was completely turned on and wanted his ass badly.

"Of course mate - it is your birthday after all!"

Laughing, he stepped back into the spa - I could see he was holding condoms and satchels of lube, which he placed on the side of the bath.

"Well how do you want me big boy?" he laughed. I stood and he bent to take my engorged cock into his mouth. As I stood there watching his mouth working my cock I ran my hand down his spine and along the split of his beautiful smooth ass, moaning as my fingers started feeling my way inside him. Taking his mouth off my cock he stood and kissed me deeply.

"Bend over the side," I told him. Turning away from me he bent over, and I got on my knees and started using my mouth on his ass. Kissing and licking, probing inside him, finding his young hole and slowly working it with my tongue. Hearing him moan louder, and push back towards me i probed deeper, my hand reaching under to massage his cock and balls.

"Oh god yes Greg....i want you inside me."

Taking a moment to open a sachet of lube I started slowly working a finger inside him, then two. Telling him how tight he was, and how I couldnt wait to fuck him, I could hear him emitting a gutteral moan, softly asking me to fuck him.

Slowly, I unwrapped and slid a condom onto my cock, then rubbed in the remaining lube. I could see Andrew turn to watch as I prepared my cock and pressed it against his ass. Sliding it between his cheeks he was moaning, telling me how much he wanted my hard cock. Then deliberately, I pressed the head of my thick tool against his man hole.... slowly it gave way and the thick head and shaft started sliding inside him. He was so tight, and as he pushed back on me, forcing me deeper inside him I reached under to play with his cock and balls. Finding his cock nice and hard I stroked it and he leant back towards me so I could kiss his neck and back. Slowly we started moving together, my cock deep inside him, his hands gripping the baths edge as I held his throbbing cock, which pulsed in reaction to my cock pressing against his prostate.

The feeling was intense as we slowly fucked. What seemed like an age was probably minutes when i could feel an orgasm building inside me.

"Oh Andrew, I need to cum soon.."

"Keep fucking me Greg, I will cum too.."

As I held his hips, Andrew took a hand off the bath to stroke his cock. We fucked hard and fast. So deep, so primal. Two men lusting after each others cum until I reached the point of climax.

"Oh Andrew I need to explode....!"

"I am cumming too Greg, keep fucking me deep, cum inside me!"

Our gentle moans had turned into hoarse whispers and shouts as we came together, my load filling the condom inside Andrews ass and his load slapping against the now tepid water. Sinking into the water we held each other for a moment, my cock still inside him, my arms around his chest, kissing his back soflty as we collapsed into the water.

Removing himself from my arms Andrew turned and kissed me on the lips.

"Thank you, for giving me the best birthday present I could want!"

-Anonymous

My Drunk Best Friend

Chris is the only person who knows I'm gay. I told him sophomore year of college and he was completely okay with it. The closest we ever got was junior year when we jerked off together. We were at my house, both horny, pulled up some porn on our phones, his was straight, mine was gay, and jerked off in my bed.

That was until now...

Over spring break Chris and I went down to Destin, Florida. Since it's senior year spring break we decided to go hard and party non stop. This we did. On the fourth night though, I didn't feel like getting drunk and Chris wanted to go to this club. I decided to be the dd and he drank his fair share and then some (we took some other people from our class too).

After we had been there for a while, Chris came up to me and asked if I wanted to go back to the hotel. Since I wasn't drinking it wasn't incredibly fun, so I said yes. Chris was having a hard time walking, so he draped his arm over me and I helped him out. He kept talking really close to my face and saying how I'm his best friend. Classic drunk talk I figured.

We get back to the hotel and Chris is a mess! Can't hardly walk, slurring his words, and repeatedly tries to kiss me. Chris is straight and I know he's just drunk, so I kept denying him so that he wouldn't regret it in the morning. Chris is stronger than me, much stronger than me. So when he grabbed my wrists and held me down on the bed, I couldn't resist. I always wanted to get with Chris, he's absolutely gorgeous. He kept getting closer and closer to me, squeezing my wrists tighter and tighter, even as I tried to fight him off. His hard on pressed against me, that's when I knew I should just do it. I kissed him.

And as if my kisses weren't aggressive enough, he pushed against me so hard when our lips met. He was so hard, and I was getting there. He literally ripped my button down shirt off, buttons scattering across the bed and wood floor. "I want you so bad" he said. "And I want you Chris" I moaned back. We kissed and kissed. "Suck my dick" he whispered. I rolled him over on his back and he took off his shirt, his six pack was to die for. I pulled his shorts down and oh my god. His huge ass throbbing cock. I took him in my mouth and he moaned. I couldn't get a lot of him in my mouth but he pushed my head further down on him.

I start to take my pants off, I'm so hard that it almost hurts my dick to be held captive inside my shorts. I take them off. Almost immediately he feels his hand around to my ass. His big fingers find their way to my asshole, and he goes right in. He starts fingering me so hard as I suck his dick. It's the best feeling I've ever had, I moaned with his dick in my mouth so loud.

He pulled my head off of his dick and took his fingers out of my ass. He rolls me over and lays on top of me, our hard ons right against each other. "See how good you taste?" I tell him as we kiss more. He positions his dick against my asshole. "I'm gonna fuck you" he slurred. "Do it" I moaned. He pushed in and sparks flew. It hurt so bad but felt so right and good at the same time. I held on to him and squeezed him so hard as he slid in and out of me. He jerked me off at the same time with his right hand. He was so drunk and slurring things as he fucked me, like "Oo yeah, you like that don't you?"

"You like me fucking you, huh?" etc. After several minutes of him panting in my face or his tongue down my throat, he starts to moan. Right then, I couldn't hold it anymore, I came. I shot all over my abs and moaned his name, I even bit his shoulder as he laid on top of me. He kept moaning louder and faster and closer. Then, the warm cum filled my insides.

He grunted in my face and thrust even harder and farther into me. "Oh fuck yes, ohhhh fuck" he moaned. He kept sliding in and out of me as his orgasm passed. He pulled out of me and rolled over, arms spread across the bed. I curled up under his left arm and draped my leg over his. My best friend just fucked me, I thought.

He passed out soon after and when I woke up at 9am he was still out. I decided to get up and get ready for the day. By the time I got out of the shower he was up and still naked. He was sitting on the side of his bed, looking like death. "Happy hangover!" I said. "Fuck you" he said. "You already did that..." I said as a joke. "Huh?" he said, confused. He didn't remember. He was oblivious. "Nothing" I said and went back to getting dressed.

Chris and I haven't done anything since then, but I really really REALLY hope we do again!

-Anonymous

Met At The Gym

I had the locker open at the gym and was sitting, naked, on the bench, getting ready to dress and go home. "Good workout, huh?" said a voice behind me. These comments are fairly common small talk there, so I turned around to answer. I think I stammered out something like, "Uh, and yeah." Directly at eye level was a cock, which when limp, measured at least eight inches! It was attached to a friendly-looking guy who needed to work out as much as I did. He sat next to me and opened his locker, and, once, as we both put down our towels and placed shoes on the floor, our nude hips touched. Nothing was said at the time, but I'll admit it kind of turned me on.

I had been considering bisexual behaviour for a while. Yeah, I had peeked at other guys' cocks in the gym, but never thought I would do anything about it. This one guy, my locker friend, continued to approach me and make small talk in the nude afterwards. I noticed he worked in the same building and we spoke in the garage a few times.

The situation was, well, stagnant. I thought it was going nowhere except fantasies and dreams. One afternoon, though, as he was talking to me and we were both naked, he said he was going into the Jacuzzi and asked if I wanted to join him. Now, officially, everyone is supposed to wear a bathing suit in the Jacuzzi, but nobody does. I was a little sore, and at that time of day nobody else was in there, so I said yes. I watched him unwrap his towel and step into the water. He was semi-hard, and noticed my glance. I sat down a few feet away and noticed he was looking too. I was glad for the cover of the water, because I was getting a very noticeable hard on. He was a few years older than me, and seemed to have no problem with stretching out in the Jacuzzi. I was sure he was partly showing off, because his cock kept sticking out of the water, and it was apparent he was turned on, too.

He mentioned watching my workout and said I was making physical progress, and I said I admired his everyday commitment. At that point, he slid over very close and I felt my pulse explode. We continued talking about workouts, but once, twice, a third time our hips slid against each other. It felt so sexy and I said nothing. Then his hand brushed against my hip. My silence must have been interpreted as approval... which, I guess, it was.

His hand brushed against me again, but, this time, it did not move away. We stopped talking and his hand moved up and down my slick, wet leg. Out of the blue, I moved my hand between his legs and held his penis. It was rock hard and at LEAST ten inches in length. I ran my fingers up and down the shaft, then felt the pink head's pulsing. His hand grabbed my cock as well. He reached underneath me and caressed my balls with his cupped fingers. I was so hot I only knew I wanted sex with him right at that moment.

At that point, two other guys walked in. We both left the room, but the towels "hardly" covered out excitement. As we dressed, in silence, I looked over and he was smiling at me. He whispered, "My van." I thought about whether or not to go, but eventually the ache in my balls made up my mind. We walked out together and into the garage. He did indeed drive a large delivery van with darkly tinted windows. No one was looking, so we climbed in.

He immediately bent over and dropped his pants and underwear. He still had his hard on and turned towards me. I stripped and, being tall, had to get on my knees for comfort. He sat on a tool chest with his legs spread and slowly played with himself. I moved over to be closer and his big cock was right in front of my face. For the first time in my life, I leaned forward and kissed another guy's penis. It felt hot, and was hard and velvety at the same time. I licked it up and down and stroked it with my lips. He began to moan. When I took it out and began to tickle his balls with my tongue, it wasn't long before his cum shot across my face in a thick, sticky spray. I put his cock in my mouth in time to catch the last couple of surges...tasting and enjoying his sperm.

He sat me on the tool chest and sat on my lap, facing away from me. I felt my cock sliding in between the cheeks of his ass, and was ready to explode in minutes. I didn't even enter him, and still shot a stream of my own cum onto his back.

We lay on the carpet together, nude and rubbing against each other, for quite a while. I could hear people talking outside, and I will admit it was exciting to be there like that. We left that day after making plans to meet at his place the following Friday. Since then I have met him, and some of his friends, a few times. But it is a whole new world.

-Anonymous

Catch and Release

I loved watching porn. Watching a girl give head was my favorite. Following in a close second was watching a couple having anal sex. It just demanded my attention. It took awhile, but I soon realized that it was the cock I was watching and not the actual sex. I was overtaken by the idea of a stiff cock being used on someone. Then I realized, I wanted to be that someone. I would fantasize about it...a sexual encounter between me and another guy. It worried me, because I was all into girls. I could go to the bar and bring a different one home every night. But there I was wanting to experiment with a nice stiff cock.

I came to the conclusion that I was bi. I would buy a gay movie and keep it hidden while waiting for the opportunity to watch it and masterbate. Then, I'd throw it away so I wouldn't get caught. That got a bit expensive, so I got to the point where I would drive 25 miles to rent one...(so I was where no-one knew me). On one of these trips, I was in the porn section of the rental place. I always worried that someone was watching me, or I'd get caught by an aquaintance. The gay section butted up to the "big boobs" section, so it was easy to act like I was looking at the "straight" videos. Three deep, on the second shelf, I noticed a video about "huge poles". It was a gay video and I had a chubby glancing at the cover. No one was looking, so I picked it up to view some photos on the back. I was staring hard at the cover for awhile, when I heard a voice say, "that's a great one". I was so startled, I dropped the case. I saw a man, about 6'3, mid-40's, well-dressed, and handsome. I felt embarrassed as all hell. He apologised for supprising me. I didn't say a word, just stared blankly. "Are you into that?" he asked and pointed at the video. I felt my nerves start tweeking and said " I grabbed the wrong case." He apologised again and moved away.

I went out of the room and grabbed the first movie I saw on the way to the counter. I paid for it and walked out the store, still in a daze, with my heart going a hundred beats a minute. I got to my car and heard a voice yell "HEY!". I turned to see the man from the little room in the back walking towards me. "I just wanted to apologize again." he said. "No biggy, really." I said. I caught myself eyeing him...tracing his frame up and down. I had stopped while staring at his crotch. I looked back at his face quickly, only to see a half smile. I knew he saw me staring. "I see you rented a flick...me too." he said, and proceeded to pull out a DVD case. I saw the title "Big Poles" and my heart skipped a beat. "I'm gonna go home and watch it...maybe have a drink or two." "I don't mean to be forward, but would you like to join me?"

I didn't know what to say...I was a bundle of nerves and about to pass out. He looked at me and said "Look, I've been there. My name's Ken. Nothing's gonna happen that you're not comfortable with." I stared wide-eyed at him for what seemed a lifetime and heard myself say "sure". The next part is a blur, because I agreed to leave my car there and drive with him. There wasn't any talk on the way to his house. He tried a couple of times at small-talk, but I was scared and nervous. I couldn't believe I agreed to this. We pulled into his driveway and he put his car in park. He looked at me and asked if I wanted to go back. I shook my head "no". I swallowed hard while telling myself to just relax and enjoy it. I followed him upto the door and he unlocked it. We went in and his keys clinked as he dropped them on the kitchen table.

"Why don't you put the movie in while I fix us a drink...what do you like?" I walked into the living room (complete w/ a fireplace) and said "I'd kill for a shot of tequila right now". "I have some" he said. I walked back as he poured 2 large shots. I grabbed the glass, clinked his, and swallowed it hard. He laughed as I winced, "want a chaser?" I nodded and said yes. He grabbed a beer outta the fridge "This good?" "that'll work", I said. He grabbed the bottle and a couple of beers and we went into the living room.

I put the dvd in as he sat on the couch. I joined him, and we proceeded to start watching the video. About 15 minutes into it, I had a raging chubby (and about 4 shots and 2 beers in me) when he grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I felt his fully erect cock through his pants (and got instantly hard myself). I used my fingers to pop open his butten and then looked at him as my fingers undid his zipper. I felt his hand take mine and guide it onto the head of his cock (which was sticking well above his underwear line). I grasped it, and had to look at it. As I did, he asked "Can I let him out?" I looked at him and smiled.

He peeled his pants and underwear off and sat there with a boner on the couch. "Go ahead and touch it" he said. He started watching the movie again, but I had lost all interest. I put my hand on it and moved slowly down the shaft. I cupped his sack and he moaned. "Get a good look at it" Ken said as I felt a hand go to the back of my head. I put my head on his thigh, just inches away from his cock. I stroked it loosly and could smell his sex. A drop of precum escaped the head and I felt it on my finger. "Go ahead, taste it. Do you want to suck on it? Just close your eyes and kiss it." I moved forward, eyes closed, lips pursed, guided by his hand. I felt my lips hit it's head. It was warm and pulsing. I kissed it, then spread my lips, and wet them with my spit. I could taste the bitterness of his precum as his head passed my lips. He moaned as I formed my mouth around him to suck the cock in my mouth.

"Ooh, that's it, nice and easy. Take your time, play with it. You like that?" I nodded with his cock in my mouth. I felt like a baby on a tit, as I sucked, licked and stared at this beautiful cock. I wanted to swallow it all, but choked when it was too far in." Ken laughed saying "woaha, settle down, you got as long as you want." I continued on him for awhile and then he began to take short breathes. I heard him say "I'm gonna cum!" so I released my mouth from my prize and began jerking him with my hand. He moaned and as the first drops erupted from his dick. They flew and hit my forehead, startling me. I continued jerking and watched as a half dozen shots flew in different directions. Then the main load came. A thick and creamy gush came outta the head and streamed down over my grip and onto my knuckles. Ken shuttered as I squeased his rod. The next thing I knew, I was sucking and licking upto the head again. I forced the whole thing deep into my mouth and sucked as I released it from my mouth. I loved the taste. I cleaned every drop from my hand and his shaft.

During that evening, I got Ken off 3 times. The third time I held onto his ass cheeks and forced him to cum directly into my throat. I'll never forget what Ken helped me to overcome that day.

-Anonymous

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Wrestling With My Roommate

I had known Steve for about 7 years. For 4 of them, we had been roommates. Both he and I were pretty good with the ladies: bringing another bar chick home occasionally, it was a 20 something thing. You get a girl by spreading around some crap and bring her home for a 1-nighter; maybe a couple of times if she wasn't too annoying.

On one particular night, both of us are in the "I'm sick of the bar" mood... so we're playing a motorcycle racing game on the Play station. The competition between the two of us is immeasurable... like two wild dogs after the same bone. Especially when drinking... which tonight it was a liquor/mixed drink night (fast going down, and faster to the head). After an extremely close race, the issue of cheating came up.

A friendly shove turned into another and the next thing you know, Steve and I are wrestling on the living room floor. He gets me in a head lock, and is lying behind me. All of a sudden, I am aware that he has a chubby. I struggle trying to push it against myself, without being too suspicious. I kinda get aroused myself. I have always felt a "bi" ness, and this excited me.

I got inside one of his arms and pushed him over, while rolling on top of him. By now, he had a major stiffness in his shorts. I pinned him down and asked him to surrender. He bucked a few times trying to get me to loose my balance. I felt the hard shaft slam my butt and almost lost it. I let him throw me on the third time. He rolled me over and used his legs to pin my arms, so his crotch was practically in my face. I pretended to try and get free. I think he saw me staring at his crotch... that's when I felt his hand on my raging hard-on.

He grasped me through my khakis and said "what's this?" I was quivering and couldn't answer. Then he let go and undid his shorts button and zipper, "I bet I'm bigger." he said, and pulled out a nice sized (thick and long) pecker. "Come on... let's see" he said. I told him, he's got me beat. He returned with "Let's see, if I'm bigger you got to jerk me off... If you're bigger, I'll do you" I told him the alcohol had gotten to him. He grabbed the bottle and swigged it. Then handed it to me and asked me what did I had to loose. I said "ok, f%$*@ it!" and whipped my schlong out.

Well, he had me beat, so I sat him down on the couch and kneeled in front of him. I spit on my hand and started massaging his pole. Faster and faster I stroked as he sunk back into the couch, closing his eyes, and enjoying the triumph. He started thrusting into my hand. I leaned closer (because my hand and arm were getting tired) and was staring at his swollen almost purple head. I leaned to spit for more grease for the pole. All of a sudden, as I leaned forwards, he grasped the top of my head and pulled me almost down on top of his cock.

I felt him cum and the hot liquid splashed onto my cheek. I felt it in my hair and on my ear. His hands tried positioning my face so that he could get his pecker into my mouth, but it only brushed my lips, before falling against my wet cheek. Before he could see me, I licked my lips and tasted the drops of cum that had gotten there. (I wanted to suck him dry.) I got up and cleaned up in the bathroom. I wiped his load (as much as I could salvage) off of my face with my fingers and was sucking it off. That's when I looked in the mirror and saw Steve standing there with the bottle of Jack.

I was at a loss for words and my heart was racing because he had caught me partaking in his cum. He hit the bottle and then said "do you like how I taste?" I felt embarrassed and ignored him; finishing wiping up. I went up to him and took the bottle of Jack. I took a long couple of swallows and handed him the bottle back saying one word... "no"!

I went to my room, closed the door, and got into bed. I don't know exactly how much time went by, but the door opened and Steve walked in, got on my bed and sat on my chest. He was naked (I figured this out because I felt a set of hairy nads on my chest) and had his cock in his hand. He looked at me and said, "I want a blowjob... and I know you want to help me out." I tried to deny, and called him a drunk homo. He pushed his cock across my face, and I felt it brush my open mouth. "It's too late to deny it," he said.

I stopped, looked at him, and then at his cock. He was right. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes. I lay there with my heart beating about 1000 times a second. Then I felt it. He pushed his salty head into my mouth. I felt the wrinkles of the shaft on my tongue. Then I closed my lips around it. I used my tongue, lips, and suction to bring him to life again. I pushed him off of me and made him lay on my bed. I tried as hard as I could to stroke him with my mouth, without letting my teeth get involved. I felt his dick against the back of my throat over and over and thought I would gag. But I loved it!!!

I wanted to swallow him whole, and tried to lick his balls every time I took him as far as I could. What seemed too short of time for me came to an end; as I felt a swelling and a glob of hot fluid splashed onto my tongue. I tried to get it out of my mouth, but he thrust into me, and the next gob hit the back of my throat. "Oh well" I thought, and took him as far as I could.

I sucked and bobbed up and down as he grasped my head with both hands and went rigid. I sucked and swallowed every drop of his cum. He went limp, and pulled his dying weenie away from me. I got up to clean up again. When I returned, he was gone. I peeked into his room, and he was in bed, under the covers. I went back to my room, picked up the bottle, and took a swig. I went into the living room with it and jerked myself off. The next morning, Steve acted like nothing happened. That was nine years ago. He's married now, and we get together occasionally. Even though to this day, it's never been spoken of; I kinda smile when I do see him, and I think he knows why.

-Submitted Anonymously