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After his whole day makeover it was mid-evening by the time he arrived. The hotel looked nice enough so he climbed out of the car and walked towards the door. It was on a busy street so he was forced to walk down the sidewalk in his new outfit. He could feel the eyes of everyone on him as he walked by. It was an incredible adrenaline rush to look like this in public. The lobby was filled with people going about their business. Many of them noticed him as he walked through the doors. He walked over to the front desk and bent over so he could lean on it while he waited. He knew people in the lobby would be able to easily see the thong he was wearing and he loved it. Soon he had a key to the room that his girl had left for him. With the key in hand he set off for the elevator. When he arrived on the 12th floor he headed straight for the room and let himself in.

His girl was waiting in the room. She was at a loss for words at the sight of him. She had had an image in her mind of what he would look like but she was still taken by surprise by the real thing. The blue spiky hair was one thing; so was the outfit. His eyes were something entirely different. They sealed the entire look. The makeup combined with the sculpted eyebrows looked as gay, if not more so, than what she found online.

“How did I do? This is what you wanted, right? To be gay?”

“I can’t believe you did this to me!”

“But, you like it, don’t you?”

“What do you think?”

“I think you look like a man who no longer likes pussy. I think all you want is cock. Don’t you?”

“Yes, I do!”

“I knew you would, so I found a couple of guys with nice cocks for you. Meet Ryan and Jeff.”

The two men walked in from from the bedroom. Both of them were about the same height and looked to be in great shape. Each was wearing some basic cargo shorts and a tight fitting t-shirt. They were clean shaven and decently attractive.

“Guys, this is Jason. He wanted to try being gay for a day so I made sure he looked REALLY gay. That also means he needs to get fucked in his ass. Do you think you can help him with that?”

They nodded as they looked Jason up and down, taking in all aspects of his gay makeover. Jason stood there, his knee shaking slightly with anticipation while the two strangers looked him over. He felt so gay standing there, dressed and done up the way he was. It really turned him on to feel their eyes on his body. The growing bulge in his pants made it abundantly clear that the tiny little g-string he had on was doing a poor job containing his growing hard-on. Jason couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

“Why don’t you two go stand next to him so I can get some pictures. I’m going to post them online while you fuck him.”

Jason had no say in the matter. His girl was going to post pictures online during his gay fuck session and that’s all there was to it. The thought of these pictures getting loose on the Internet really made his mind race. He wasn’t sure he could go through with this. He didn’t have much time to think as Ryan and Jeff moved in close while his girl grabbed her camera. The flash went off several times. As she took the pictures Ryan’s hand went down to Jason’s ass. He traced his fingers around the contours of it in the skin tight pants before giving it a good squeeze. She watched through the camera lens as the three of them started making out. She took close up pictures of them while they kissed. Jason had his eyes closed and the camera caught a great shot of his plucked eyebrows and matching eyeshadow.

The kissing didn’t last long before it morphing into a full on grope session. Ryan and Jeff had their hands all over Jason’s body. It wasn’t long until his tight shirt and pants were removed. He stood there between the two of them, in only his shiny blue thong, while hands explored his body. It didn’t take long for someone to pull his shiny blue thong to the side, exposing his hard shaved cock. Someone’s hand wrapped around his stiff shaft and started stroking. Jason melted back into whomever was behind him. He felt like a complete slut with these two guys all over him and all he could think about was getting their cocks in his mouth. Was this what his girl had in mind when she set of this up? There was no way to know for sure, but knowing that she had to standby and watch as these two guys used him really drove him wild.

“How about you suck their cocks? I’m sure they’d like that, wouldn’t you guys?”

Jason dropped to his knees before either could answer. He hastily undid their shorts and pulled out their semi-hard cocks. He wasted no time pulling Jeff into his mouth while he stroked Ryan’s prick. The moment his mouth closed around that cock the overwhelming sensation of being gay hit him. The feeling of that cock in his mouth, with its smooth head and long shaft, felt like nothing he had every experienced before. He wanted more, as much as he could get. He sucked hungrily, bobbing his head up and down its length. With each stroke he tried to get more and more cock into his mouth. It made him feel like a complete slut. He thought of all that porn he Üçyol travesti looked at, often with a girl on her knees, cocks all around, and how the girl looked like a complete whore. Now that was him and he couldn’t get enough. Soon he had Jeff’s cock standing at full attention so he switched over to Ryan’s. His girl took pictures continuously, capturing Jason looking up at Ryan with a mouthful of hard cock. She reviewed it and immediately decided it was too good not to post it online right then and there. She hooked up her computer, downloaded the pictures and then posted them, full sized and unblurred, on a gay amateurs website.

“I just posted some these pictures online. The whole world can see how gay you look right now.”

She could see how horny he was getting. She knew knowing that pictures of him like this were on the Internet would really turn his crank.

“Keep posting them! I love thinking of people are seeing me like this!”

More pictures were taken as he climbed onto the bed. The other two followed him after pausing to remove their clothes. The only thing left on was Jason’s shiny blue thong. He laid on his back and Ryan climbed on top of him. Ryan moved in, straddled Jason’s head, and lowered his ass onto Jason’s face. Jason wrapped his arms around Ryan’s legs and eagerly licked the smooth hole presented to him. He alternated back and forth between licking Ryan’s ass and sucking on his big beautiful balls. They were shaved, tight, and very big. While he rimmed Ryan, Jeff went down between Jason’s legs and started sucking his cock. Watching this gay threesome cock sucking fest through the viewfinder of her camera was quickly soaking the pussy of his girl. Almost every picture she took she immediately downloaded and posted online for viewing. Jason wanted nothing more than to have people online see him in this compromising situation.

“I want them to see me with a cock in my ass!”

Jason got onto all fours and put his ass up in the air. The shiny blue thong his girl had purchased really looked good wrapping around his ass. She had searched online for quite a while to find the gayest looking thong she could. She was thrilled when she found this one. It certainly did the job. Ryan seemed to like it too; he came up behind Jason and could see the big blue plug buried in Jason’s hole. He pulled it out slowly while Jeff climbed into position in front and fed his cock into Jason’s waiting mouth. The plug came out with a pop and left Jason’s ass loose and pre-lubricated. With Jeff’s cock down his throat Jason moaned loudly as the first cock of his life slide just inside his ass. The camera flashed over and over, capturing Jason spit roasted between two cocks.

His girl was really getting into taking the pictures and she tried to take shots from multiple angles. She took a shot just over Ryan’s shoulder showing his smooth cock deep in her man’s ass with another down his throat. Another wide angle shot captured Jason looking over his shoulder with Ryan’s cock inside him with his hand wrapped around Jeff’s saliva covered cock. In this one you could clearly see Jason’s face, with his spiky blue hair, plucked blue eyebrows, and matching makeup. You could also see the shiny blue straps of the thong covering his ass. His girl was shocked by how completely gay he looked. She was starting to worry that maybe she did too good a job setting this up. Maybe now that she had orchestrated such an over the top gay makeover he might just keep going right along with it. Did she just willingly turn him into flamboyantly gay man? It sure looked that way as Ryan started pounding Jason’s ass. Just then Jason looked at his girl,

“How gay do I look with his cock in my ass? How does it feel knowing you set all this up?”

She answered only with a small smile as she took more pictures from the same angle, just closer up. She watched as Ryan and Jeff fucked her man from both ends. Jason’s muffled moans of absolutely ecstasy told her that he was really enjoying himself. With his hands on Jason’s hips Ryan raised up and straddled Jason’s ass from above. His girl moved to the end of the bed to watch and take more photos with Ryan’s cock planted deep inside Jason’s hole. The shiny blue of the thong fabric was bunched up next to Jason’s limp cock and tight smooth balls. Seeing the cock buried in his ass was intensely arousing. Jason’s soft member swung back and forth with Ryan’s slow and deliberate strokes. Ryan slowly pulled in and out of her man’s hole; each time going deep so that their big beautiful balls were pressed up against one another. She watched as a long drop of precum dripped from Jason’s cock onto the bed. All the while, Jason hungrily sucked on the cock in his mouth. The more she watched the more nervous she got. Even still, she couldn’t help but be turned on by what was unfolding in front of her.

This was better than Jason ever could have imagined. It was so erotic to get used like this by two men. He wondered what his girl must be thinking during all this. She must be so jealous watching him get fucked. At the moment he had no use for her; he was getting Alanya Travesti everything he needed and then some. He loved the thought of her pussy getting wet while she watched and having no one interested in taking advantage of it. These cocks were for him and he was determined to make both of them shoot cum on or in him. In reality, he had no control over the situation, he was there only to service these two cocks so that’s what he did. All he knew at this moment was that it felt amazing to have a cock buried up his ass and he was happy to do whatever it took to keep it that way. He moaned constantly, inline with Ryan’s pace, hoping to send a clear message that he loved the pounding he was receiving. The more he moaned the faster Ryan went. Ryan kept the pace up for only a short time before he pulled out to take a breather. Jason’s ass felt empty without a warm, hard, cock buried inside. What he didn’t know was that his once tight hole was starting to gap. His girl didn’t miss it though as she captured him on all fours, with a cock in his mouth and a loose, gaping, hole covered with lube. Now seemed as good a chance as any to change positions.

“I want to watch” Jason said. “I want to see what I look like with a cock in my ass.”

“Oh yah?” Jeff replied. “Why don’t you come over here in front of the mirror and ride my cock?”

Jeff moved quicklyy over in front of the two huge glass doors the enclosed the closet of the hotel room. He laid down, his saliva slicked cock waiting to slide into Jason’s ass. It seemed surreal to Jason as he came around the bed into view of the mirrors. This person, who looked like him, but didn’t, came around and straddled this hard cock. With his neon blue hair and perfectly sculpted eyebrows, Jason watched in the mirror as he lowered himself down onto Jeff’s cock. He reached down between his legs, grabbed that gorgeous member, and guided it into his ass. It slide in easily and soon Jason was sitting on Jeff’s hips. Jason finally got a glimpse of how he looked. He was out of his mind by what he saw. The image reflecting back to him was the gayest thing he had ever seen. Except, he wasn’t looking at porn on the Internet, he was looking at himself. He wanted other people to see him like this; hundreds, thousands of people. He wanted them to see him with his blue hair and matching eye makeup. He wanted them to see his shiny blue thong, shaved cock, and plucked eyebrows. He especially wanted them to see him with a huge cock buried up his ass. He needed his girl to take some more pictures,

“Hey, come take some pictures while I ride this cock.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve been taking some the entire time!”

He really didn’t need to tell her. She had had her camera in hand for the entire experience so far. She had taken dozens of pictures and posted most of them online already. It was clear to her now that their relationship had been undoubtably changed by what she had orchestrated. Why would he want to fuck her when he could get fucked instead? He was the center of attention. The cocks in the room wanted him, his body, his ass. When they were done, he would get cum in his ass, in his mouth, on his face, wherever the guys wanted to deposit it. It was his reward for a job well done; a reward that used to be exclusively hers. Why would he give that up? She knew he wouldn’t as she watched him start riding up and down on Jeff’s cock. She watched him reach forward and grab Jeff’s knees for leverage so he could bounce his ass up and down the full length of his prick. Each time he came down and buried it to the hilt he would grind his ass around in a circle trying to coax a load of cum from Jeff’s heavy balls. From the moment he saw both of these men he had decided that he wanted one to pump his ass full of sticky jizz and another to coat his face; he worked feverishly toward that goal.

Jeff and Jason fucked like this for a few minutes while Jason watched every moment in the mirror. At times he would lay back on Jeff’s chest and spread his legs while Jeff rocked back and forth under him; his cock curving in and out. During this Jeff would reach around and play with Jason’s nipples, flicking and twisting them. It felt so good; Jason never wanted it to end. Finally Ryan joined back into the fun.

“Hey, come over here, I want another shot at that man-pussy of yours. Get over here and spread your legs.”

Jason wasted no time. He was up off Jeff’s cock in a flash and laying on his back on the bed. In one swift motion Ryan grabbed Jason’s legs and positioned them over his shoulders as he pushed himself inside. Ryan fucked him hard and fast. His cock went deeper than anything Jason had ever felt. The sensation of fullness was incredible. Finally Jason lost all self control and cried out,

“Ohhhhh, yes, fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck it!”

In between ragged breaths as Ryan fucked him, he continued:

“That’s it, fuck my ass! Fuck iiiiittttt! Oh god, look how gay you’ve made me!”

Ryan smiled at Jason’s pleading. He looked over to Jeff,

“Hey Jeff, how about you come over here and make him air tight?”

Jeff didn’t Konyaaltı travesti need to be told twice. Jason’s pleading continued, getting increasingly more dirty and explicit, right up until the moment Jeff straddled his face and pushed his dick into Jason’s waiting mouth. Now the only thing that his girl could hear was his grunts and hungry sucking on Jeff’s cock. She could tell what he was doing, he wanted Jeff’s cum and he was going crazy trying to get it. He had both of his arms up on Jeff’s chest, rubbing and pulling on his nipples. At the same time he had his mouth wide open as Jeff pumped his cock in and out. Jeff wasn’t so much getting his cock sucked as he was fucking Jason’s face. She knew that was the point of going for his nipples; without his hands nearby Jeff was free to fuck Jason’s face as fast or as slow or as deep as he wanted. She took more pictures as Jason struggled to take in all the cock Jeff was giving him. She was positive he was going to gag on it. Jeff wasn’t concerned about that in the least. Instead he grabbed Jason’s blue head behind the neck and forced even more of his cock in. Finally Jason pushed Jeff back with a gasp to catch his breath. It lasted only a split second and then he pulled Jeff’s glistening cock back into his mouth. Over the next few minutes Jeff pushed farther and farther until finally Jason had taken his entire length down his throat. He deep throated that cock for what seemed like forever while Ryan continued his assault on his ass.

“Hey Jeff, give me a minute alone with him, and then you can have a chance at his ass again.”

Jeff obliged by climbing off to the side. Ryan took Jason’s legs a pushed them back until Jason was staring right at his own cock with his ass straight up in the air. Ryan looked Jason right in the eye and told him what he wanted to see next.

“I’m going to slip my cock into your sloppy loose ass and I want you to start stroking that tiny little cock of yours. I want you to watch as my cock disappears inside you. I want you to think how gay you must look to your girl over there. I want you to think about how she must feel watching you turn completely gay right before her eyes because let’s face it, you’re as gay as they come. You can’t come back from this. There’s going to be no more pussy for you, I can see it in your eyes. You want only cock and you know it.”

It was true. At that exact moment in time he wanted nothing to do with pussy; his girl’s or anyone else’s. What use did he have for it? All he wanted was these cocks and he wanted nothing more than to make them both cum.

“…and when you’re about to cum from watching me plow your ass, I want you to cum all over your face.”

Jason didn’t think twice about the command. He liked the thought of his own cock shooting jet after jet of hot jizz all over his face. He liked even more the thought of his girl taking pictures of it and posting them online while it happened. Ryan knew this too so he wasn’t surprised when Jason’s grabbed his own cock and started stroking. With his own cock staring down at his face Jason watched Ryan bend his cock and slip it easily inside his hole. There was practically no resistance when it happened which meant he must really be gapping. His ass was getting broken in; it would never be the same after this. With his girl right up close with her camera Jason stroked his cock as fast as he could. He knew he wouldn’t last long and he didn’t care. He couldn’t wait to give himself a huge facial. That’s when his girl got in on the dirty talk.

“That’s it, stroke your cock. I bet you can’t wait to cover yourself with your own cum, can you?”

“I can’t wait, I want it so bad! I want you to watch me cum all over my face!”

“Well then, show me! Show me how gay you are! Cum on your face!”

That pushed Jason right over the edge. His shaved balls tightened and then moments later the first huge blast of cum shot out. Blast after blast of hot, sticky, jizz exploded from his cock. There was a ton, more than his girl had ever seen from him. When he was finished he was covered with his own load. It was everywhere. Big long jets of spunk had coated his face from his chin to the top of his head. His spiky blue hair was covered with cum as well. He licked his lips as he swallowed the cum that had landed in his open mouth. He looked at both Ryan and his girl and said to neither one in particular:

“How was that? How gay do I look with my cum covered face?”

His girl answered first,

“You are so fucking gay I can’t believe it. This is it, isn’t it? You’re gay now, you don’t want my pussy any more, do you?”

Ryan chimed in before Jason answered,

“Isn’t it obvious? He’s gay now, he doesn’t want your pussy ever again.”

Jason didn’t dispute Ryan’s claim. Why would he want pussy when he could have all the cock he wanted? His girl looked him in the eye, waiting for a denial that never came. Now she knew, he was gay now and she made it happen. Her makeover had ignited this flame inside her man that she could never put out. She decided then at that moment that if that’s how it was going to be then she was going to be in control of it. If he wanted nothing but cock it was going to be her that controlled how much he got. She liked the thought of that. She could control who fucked him, where, and how often. She looked at him again, his face dripping with his own cum

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Like any other day I awoke at 5am and quietly dressed in a pair of grey sweat pants, sweatshirt, and running shoes. I like to stay active and I enjoy a run in the morning–it puts a peaceful hum on me for the rest of the day. Careful to not wake my wife and kids I stepped out and began my walk to the end of the street. It’s in this walk that I really began to wake up as I made my way to the trail that begins there. The trail runs for two miles through a nature park, a forest really, that’s interlaced with hundreds of trails, but the main one is kept clear of overgrowth and locals like myself use it for getting away from it all.

From the end of the block I walked between two houses and continued a few hundred yards through the trees to a parking lot, past a sign that says “No motorycles” to a small pavillion where there’s an old wooden lunch table with faded paint and amorous expressions carved in the surface. I spent a few minutes stretching and it occured to me that I forgot to use the bathroom before I left the house. There’s a public restroom next to the pavillion, a tan colored brick affair with dark brown trim and no doors, so I went in and prepared to relieve myself in one of the urinals.

Finishing up, I was taking my time and continued to stroke my cock for awhile. It was semi-hard in my hand and I was trying to remember the last time I made love to my wife. To be honest, I was horny as hell and I could’ve used a really good cum before heading back home for a few more hours of sleep. I thought I really should get started, but just standing there stroking my cock, half asleep, knowing anyone could walk in (but probably wouldn’t) – well, it just felt too good to get in a hurry.

I’m not sure how it happened, but one minute I was on my own and the next minute someone was there. A muscular arm came from behind me and wrapped around my neck, my attacker’s body had slammed me from behind and my hands instinctively shot out to keep me from hitting the wall. My legs were pinned against the urinal and a hand gripped my cock and balls.

“Enjoying yourself were you?”

The voice was deep and rough. I could feel his breath in my right ear as the fingers of his right hand kept a firm grip and his thumb gently caressed my cock. I was a bit stunned, literally caught with my pants down.

“What the fu..”

He flexed his left arm and a startling amount of pressure was exerted on my windpipe. I went from angry to starving for air and in excrutiating pain in the blink of an eye. I grabbed his arm in an attempt to relieve the pressure, but I’m only 5’4″ and 145lbs and this guy had me bent backward and outweighed me by a hundred pounds. My legs were pinned, I was getting nowhere, and I had just started to panic when he eased up a little. While I gasped for air, his right hand stroked from my balls, over my stomach, to my chest and nipples and back again. He was grinding his crotch into my ass and lightly stroking my cock while he told me how it was going to be:

“Listen up, Bitch. You behave your little white ass and do what you’re Belek travesti told and I’ll go easy on you. Give me any shit and I’ll beat you till you can’t move. Either way, you’re not going anywhere till I’m through with you. You got that?”

I was happy just to be breathing. My throat was sore, I was dazed, somewhere in the back of my mind I was thinking: “Oh man, this is for real. I am in deep shit.” He may have had a weapon, I don’t know. I paused, trying to take it all in. I wasn’t eager to make this guy angry. I couldn’t think straight, but I knew I didn’t want him to choke me anymore.

He whispered harshly in my ear: “I said: you got that?”

The moment of truth. Do I try and fight and get my ass kicked and maybe even get myself killed, or do I go along with it and hope everything turns out alright?

And this whole time he’s gently stroking my cock and it’s starting to respond whether I want it to or not.

I numbly nodded my head.

Ok, I’ll admit that when I get really horny, my sexual fantasies have involved men. I’ve never had a homosexual experience, but the idea of having sex with another man doesn’t offend me the way it seems to offend some people. I was thinking that being attacked in a public restroom wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when he spun me around and punched me in the stomach. Before I knew it I was on my knees and gasping for air again. He grabbed me by my hair and rolled his fist until I was forced to look up at him.

He was a black man, in his early thirties, about 6′ tall and wieghing in at about 260lbs. He was wearing an expensive looking blue jogging outfit and his nostrils flared when he talked:

“Ya, right where you should be Bitch. On your knees.”

“Jesus, man, take it easy, I said I heard you.”

“Maybe I’ll relax a little once my dick is in your mouth. Now hurry up.”

He emphasized his words by jerking my head towards his crotch by my hair.

“Go on, take it out and suck it. You know you want to.”

I reached up and pulled his sweat pants down just enough for his cock to spring free. It was dark black, long and thin with angry veins along it’s length. I gently grabbed it with my right hand and began to stroke it, marvelling at how quickly it became hot to the touch. It began to grow and become hard as I got used to the feel of it in my hands. I brought it to my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head before dragging a rough, wet line along the underside of his cock and down it’s length to his balls.

“Mmm, ya. Work it, Bitch. Suck that dick.”

His hand on my head eased up and he stayed still as I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and took his manhood deep into my mouth. Slowly, he began to rock his hips back and forth, pistoning his meat in and out of my face. As I got used to it I began to fondle his balls with my left hand.

“Yaaa, you want that don’t you? You’re starting to like the taste of dick aren’t you?”

I didn’t know what to say; I didn’t know what to think. I rationalized that if I could get him off, Kemer travesti he would leave and I could forget this ever happened. I began to stroke his shaft with my right hand as I bobbed my head up and down on his cock, my tongue roughly working the underside on every down stroke. I had a powerful rhythm going and he began to moan, his hips picked up speed, his balls tightened up, his thrusts became deeper and deeper. I was starting to gag and I tried to hold him off, but he would have none of it as he grabbed my head in both of his hands and began to mercilessly fuck my throat. With each thrust his cock went deeper and I was frantically trying to breathe through my nose, but in his lust he was oblivious and finally, with one loud primal grunt, with my nose pressed into his belly, he unloaded his warm fluid down my throat. I could feel his cock pulsing against my tongue.

When he was finished, he pushed me away and I lay there gasping for air. I felt exhausted and used. I had the taste of his dick in my mouth and he just stood there with that post-orgasmic glow about him.

Right then I could have left. He’d had his way with me, he was spent, and I could have just gotten up and walked out. That’s exactly what I was going to do, but I hesitated.

He saw me hesitate – and he smiled. I was beaten like a dog that’s afraid to leave for fear it will be hit again. He stared at my cock – standing tall at it’s full, and thick, eight inches. He had made me his bitch and he knew it. Realizing my cock was as hard as a diamond, I knew it too.

My mind reeled, I thought I must be crazy, but I knew I would do anything he told me to.

As he took his pants off he said:

“Drop your pants, Bitch.”

As I dutifully obeyed, he turned around and bent over the urinal. Looking back at me naked from the waist down he said:

“Go on, Bitch, eat my ass.”

I was shaking, from fear or excitement I couldn’t tell, as I knelt behind him on the cold tile floor and gently pulled his muscular ass cheeks apart. His cleft was hairy and had a musky scent to it as I began to draw a circle around his asshole with my tongue. Reaching underneath him I began to alternate stroking his cock and fondling his balls, as my tongue drew closer to the ring of muscle that made up his asshole.

“Mmmm, yah. That’s it. That’s it. Eat that ass, Bitch. Use your tongue on it.”

He began to squirm and his cock was getting hard again as I let go of all my inhibitions and rammed my tongue as far into his ass as I could. I moaned into his crack as my hand stroked his cock and my tongue fucked his ass. In no time he was hard again and groaning loudly. I couldn’t seem to stop myself or even get enough as my hands pulled his ass cheeks farther apart and I licked and sucked at his anal ring.

When his dick was rock hard and starting to drip, he turned around and grabbed my hair in one hand while the other hand held his cock. He held me still while he wiped his pre-cum all over my face, I opened my mouth and tried to suck him in, but that’s not Travesti what he wanted this time.

“Look at you. You’re a man-meat hungry little slut now. You’d like to swallow another load wouldn’t you? Well, I’ve got a more virginal hole in mind. Now turn around.”

Staying on my knees, I awkwardly turned around. He shoved my shoulders forward and I fell to all fours. He grabbed my hips and pulled my ass towards him and then I felt his hand push on the back of my neck. He kept pushing until my face was firmly pressed against the damp tile of the public restroom floor. I began to shake as he spit in his hand and used it to lube his cock. He then pressed the head of his member to my opening and, using his hands to keep me from going anywhere, slowly forced his manhood into my ass.

Immediately I was assaulted by novel sensations: the pain of penetration, the fear that my insides would be torn open by such a large invader, and the fullness of him as he pressed himself into me until his balls rested against mine. I began to relax as he bagan to pump his meat in and out of me; as the pain lessened, the pleasure increased. Nothing had ever been this deep in my ass and I had no idea that it could feel so good. With each thrust of his cock, my own cock twitched with a previously unfelt and unimagined pleasure. I felt light headed. Emotionally, I’d never felt so humiliated; physically, I’d never felt so good. Without thinking about it I began to moan and meet his thrusts. Without missing a beat and without stopping he suddenly grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.

“You like that, don’t you bitch? Found your proper place in the world haven’t you?”

He had slowed his thrusts to a gentle rhythm, his cock buried in my ass and only moving about two inches with each stroke, but those two inches were hitting right where I needed it most. I was right on the edge of no return and his husky breathing told me he was too.

“Well,” he said as he wrapped one hand around my cock, “answer my question bitch and I might let you cum.”

I felt like such a little pussy, but I was so close to cumming I couldn’t stop myself from whimpering breathlessly:

“Oh God, yes I like it…please don’t stop…fuck me…fuck my ass…fuck me…”

“Ya, that’s it, beg for it” he said and he began to pump my cock with his hand as he picked up the pace thrusting mightily with his hips. I just couldn’t take it anymore; try as I might to deny it, I was being raped by a man and physically, it felt better than any woman ever made me feel.

Suddenly, he stopped and, with a loud grunt, he unloaded his sperm as deep inside of me as his cock could shove it. That did it for me, every muscle in my body flexed as hard as it could and I came longer and harder than than I ever had before. My cum hit the floor, splashed across my chest, and even hit my throat and chin. He held my spent body up by the hips while he pumped the last of his seed deep in my bowels.

Finally finished with me, he shoved me forward and I collapsed face down in a heap; my sweats around my ankles, his cum leaking out of my ass, and laying in my own spooge – I began to tremble with the chills. When, exhausted, I finally looked up – he was gone, but I could still taste his cum in my mouth and feel the burning fullness of his cock in my ass.

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Up until recently, I had never really thought about myself as bisexual, but after my thirty plus year marriage ended a few years ago, perhaps it was time to explore my sexuality a bit, maybe open myself up to some new experiences. While I have had a number of interesting experiences with several women I have met over the last few years, lately, I seem to have been fantasizing a lot about having sex with another man. Not one for meeting people in bars or similar establishments, I decided the best way to perhaps make this fantasy come true would be to place an ad online.

In my thoughts, my fantasies usually involve someone a little more experienced than me who could take the lead, but also someone who I could trust sufficiently to really let myself open up to. Perhaps another primarily straight guy like me that I could relate to well would work best, so with that in mind I wrote an ad that would hopefully attract who I was looking for.

I received a lot of replies that resulted in numerous email exchanges and texts, most which never panned out for one reason or another, but finally I connected with someone that seemed promising. After several text exchanges and a few phone calls we finally agreed to meet.

After we first met in person, I decided pretty quickly that you would be the one. Appearance-wise you were clean-shaven, slim, and somewhat muscular, a little younger than myself. Married to a woman, most people would likely not suspect that on occasion you also like to fool around with men. It was apparent that the fact that I’m totally new to this perked your desire to corrupt me, so after our short meeting in public, you invited me back to your home. Once inside you offered me a drink to calm my nerves a bit before suggesting we move into your bedroom.

I can sense your confidence as you approach me, motioning for me to take off my shirt and pants as you remove yours, both of us leaving our underwear on for now. I have thought about this for so long, and while still nervous and afraid, you can see I’m also highly aroused. You come up behind me, encircle your arms around me and pull me towards you tightly, and with that one grasp, I just let my inhibitions go. With one arm, you hold me tightly, while with the other you begin to lightly caress my nipples through Lara Travesti the soft cotton of my t shirt. In our previous conversations, I had told you how sensitive my nipples are, how I like them stroked and teased, and how aroused that always gets me. You apparently listened to me well, and with your expert touch I melt into you.

You continue to tease me, occasionally pinching one and then the other nipple, before reverting back to those exquisite barely perceptible caresses. I’m on fire now and each touch sends shocks of electricity down to my hard cock and balls. I can feel your cock pressing against my ass and while still behind me, for the first time you gently but forcefully turn my head back towards you and kiss me. I’ve never kissed a man before but I am all in now as your tongue starts to probe my hungry mouth. Unlike the sex I have had with women, I have become the more submissive one, letting you take the lead. You are still behind me with one hand firmly holding the back of my head, while with the other, you continue to caress my nipples, your tongue thrusting into me, preparing me mentally for the fucking I know will eventually come.

Finally, you turn me around so that we are face to face. You look into my eyes as you reach down and pull off my briefs before sliding down your own. I’m so aroused and hard, but also somewhat embarrassed as even though you are not fully erect, you are so much larger than me. I’m dizzy now with lust, as I stand there waiting for you to make the next move. You move behind me again, only this time its skin on skin, and I can feel you cock pressing against the crack of my ass as you again begin to tease me, stroking my nipples a little harder now, kissing me more forcefully. Occasionally you reach down and encircle my fully erect cock, allowing me a brief reprise from all the attention being paid to my chest.

I can feel your cock hardening between the cheeks of my ass and with one hand you begin to move it up and down my ass, allowing the head to brush against my virgin hole. The feeling of that hard, smooth cock head against my hole is taking me to a new level of arousal. You can sense that I’m on fire, so you turn me around, guide me down to my knees, and offer your cock to me. I’ve thought about this Manavgat travesti for a long time, what it would be like to finally take a cock into my mouth, how warm and smooth it would be, how it would taste and smell, so without hesitation I slowly begin to lick the head, letting my tongue experience the sensations that I had only dreamed about before. After wetting the head thoroughly with my tongue, I slowly began to encircle it with my lips, first just the head, then a few more inches, moving it in and out while continuing to caress jut the head with my tongue. I love the way your cock feels in my mouth as I run my tongue back and forth over your cock head and for the first time I can begin to taste some of your cum as it begins to trickle out of your now rock hard cock.

As I suck you I’m using one hand to hold the base of your cock steady, the other to lightly stroke your balls and feel your muscular ass. You take your hands and place them behind my head, encouraging me to take more of your cock into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat causing me to gag. I try to deep throat you, but not having any experience my attempts are somewhat futile so I do the best I can, sucking and stroking you, taking as much of your cock into my mouth as possible. After a few minutes of this you guide me back up and move me over to the bed.

While lying on my back, you move on top of me, and we start making out again, this time face to face, our bodies and cocks grinding against one another. I’m totally engrossed in the sensations of feeling another man’s hard cock against mine. You take one of my nipples into your mouth and then the other and begin biting them lightly which makes moan with desire. You can sense I’m getting really close to cumming now so you slow it down for a while before turning me over.

I’m now face down on the bed, anticipating what is to come next. I feel your strong hands working their way down my back to my hungry ass. At first you are stroking me gently, your fingers moving up and down the crack of my ass, then more firmly massaging my cheeks while at the same time pulling them apart, giving you a view of my tight virgin hole. You take a little lube from the nightstand and let it trickle over me. The sensations begin to overwhelm Side travesti me when at first I feel one of your fingers brush against my hole, teasing it lightly, before you slowly begin to penetrate me with your thumb.

I’m so aroused and relaxed that it goes in easily and after finger fucking me with your thumb for a while, you insert another finger and begin to explore my ass further. While your definitely in control, you are taking your time with me, letting my ass relax and get accustomed to the penetration, while gradually stretching me out. You’ve broken past my last barrier now, and I while I’m enjoying your fingers, I can only think about how much I want to be fucked by your cock.

You remove your fingers from my ass and move on top of me, pinning me down to the bed and rubbing your body and hard cock against me. You take your hard cock in your hand and slowly push it up against my hole which yields slowly to the pressure your applying. I can feel some pain at first but you go slow, moving just the tip of the head in and out, gradually getting me used to the feeling of your cock, before pushing more of the head into me. You stop for a moment and lay back down on top of me, this time whispering in my ear how much you want to fuck me and asking me if I’m ready for it.

I’m so ready now, but you want to tease me a little more first, make me truly beg for it, so you go back to my nipples with your mouth, biting them randomly now, kissing me deeply, stopping to tell me how you are going to fuck to me, how you want me to ask for your cock. You turn me back over again, and begin to fuck me. Once the head of your cock is in, my ass starts to relax and allows your full cock inside me. You’re definitely fucking me now, slowly and gently at first, but then harder and faster, while I hold your tight hard ass with my hands and pull you inside of me. We are both sweating now and your scent is engulfing me.

What I am feeling, hearing, and seeing, it overloads my senses. You let me know you’re about to cum so I grab my cock and stroke it while you continue to fuck me until we both explode, your hot cum in my ass and mine over my chest. When we finally stop, my heart is racing, my body limp and spent. You pull your cock out of me and spoon me, just holding me quietly, while we come back down to earth.

After a few minutes, the reality of it all sets in, and I realize that perhaps this was not just a one-time experiment. I might just like this a lot and start to wonder what other interesting experiences might lie ahead for me.

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I wanted to share the details of Alex and Adam’s sex party/orgy last Friday before I start getting in to this weeks fun with Rachel and Taz. I also thought that writing about it would get me turned on and super horny for when I meet the young couple later tonight.

Little bit of back story for those of you who haven’t been following my sexual adventures over the last decade. Alex is a guy I knew through a group of guys I hang out with, here on the coast north of Sydney. I was, and still am, completely in the closet with that group of people. So, four years ago when Alex outed me as being the famous Aussie Speedo Guy, I was terrified he would share that information with our social group.

What I feared ended up being the opposite of what occurred. Alex had some deep gay feelings which he had been repressing and the two of us explored those feelings. OK, I’ll admit it, I took his gay virginity have been fucking each others brains out ever since. Alex loves speedos as much as I do which is how he found me in the first place.

Among out social group, Alex has kept my secret all these years, and it is Alex who is now completely out of the closet and has been dating and living with a guy called Adam.

Alex and Adam met while triathlon training. Adam has been out and proud since before he left his Mum’s womb I reckon. I was super stoked when they started dating, when they moved in together and when they first invited me to join them for a threesome. Occasionally I get invited to join them for some hanky panky and it is just one of those invitations which is what I’m going to tell you about now.

Early late week I received a text message from Alex asking if I’m free Friday night… sex party night.

I had nothing in the calendar so said I’d love to. Even if I had something on the calendar, I would cancel it because I have been to two of these sex parties before and loved it both times.

I’m not completely sure how often these nights happen but I know Alex and Adam put a fair bit of planning and thought into who is invited and what they hope to do. My previous invitations were a little bit last minute and they were short bottoms (guys whose arse can take a pounding versus tops who pound arses) and I was invited because I am a very willing bottom.

A few days later, on Wednesday, I received a text from Alex telling me to be at their place at half past eight, to wear an old pair of speedos (why old I wondered?) and he asked how many guys have I ever had fuck me in one session?

I had to think about it, I’m pretty sure my record was four guys fucking me one night at the first sex party I was invited to with those guys. My text to Alex was “Four”

His reply back… “Want to double that number?”

“I can try, thanks for the heads up, I’ll do some stretching before hand.”

For the rest of the week, I was pretty horny thinking about what Alex and Adam had planned for Friday’s sex party. I did my stretches, making sure I used my butt plug daily.

Friday afternoon finally came around. Some of the boys that Alex and I know, who don’t know about my sexual preferences/activities, swung by my place for some Friday drinks. It was a good thing because it took my mind off the coming sex party and a few drinks took the edge off my nervousness. Alex and Adam’s place is a ten minute walk, which considering I had a couple of drinks, I thought I should walk instead of driving.

I arrived right on half past eight.

There were no cars… nobody else was there.

Alex answered the door wearing a suit and tie, he welcomed me into his home and we went into the kitchen Çankaya travesti where Adam was pouring the three of us another drink. Adam was also wearing a suit. Well all shook hands in greeting.

(I think it is hilarious how many times I meet guys for sex and we greet each other with a handshake, and within minutes we are inside each other.)

The two of them obviously had an inside joke going because apart from them wearing suits and ties and me wearing shorts and a t-shirt, they couldn’t stop giggling and I had a feeling it was at my expense. It felt a little bit rude but, I trust these guys and I was thinking they had something pretty amazing in mind and while we have had some pretty crazy sexual adventures together, everyone has played safe and been respectful in the past.

After some small chat I had to ask, “What is going on guys?”

Adam then explained that everyone else was arriving at nine, not five minutes early, not five minutes late.

“Do you guys want me to go home and grab a suit?” I asked.

“Ow Dave, you didn’t notice the living/lounge room did you?”

I hadn’t noticed what Adam was about to show me. Ten dining table style chairs in a circle. And a bench in the middle. The kind of bench you have in a locker room; long, narrow and pretty low to the ground.

Owwww… this looked exciting. I told you these guys can host a sex party!

Adam saw that I appreciated what he had in mind.

“Dave, even your mind can’t fathom what we have in mind for you. I think it is time to talk about a safe word.”

Owwww… this is getting serious.

For the next ten minutes or so the three of us laughed about what safe word to choose.

The actual safe word is something I’m not going to share with you guys here. If you are a member you can email me and I’ll tell you what it was but it isn’t really important. Keeping this to myself also allows me to filter out some of the fans who might (probably will) email me saying they were there that night.

Standing there looking at what the guys had setup got me stirring in the front of my speedos. But, Alex said that time was ticking and that I should get ready. I was told to strip down to my speedos, which I did. Adam returned to the room with a handful of red, Speedo brand, speedos. I had never thought of using speedos as bondage but as Adam and Alex began securing the speedos to my hands I couldn’t believe the genius of it. Then they secured more red speedos to my ankles.

“Would you like some pre-lube Dave?” Alex asked me.

“Do you think I’ll need it?”

The answer was in the affirmative so I pulled down my speedo and bent over the bench in the middle of the room. As usual, I had shaved and thoroughly cleaned my arsehole and Alex did comment on how tastey it looked. He squirted lube on my arsehole and then began massaging it in. He wasn’t skimping on the lube and I felt very slippery by the time he finished.

Adam had left the room while Alex was lubing me up and he walked in as I was doing up the drawstring on my speedo. I had tied a single bow but Alex came up and triple knotted it. He didn’t want me taking them off.

“We are about two minutes out Dave, you ready?”

With that Adam pulled out a carabiner (piece of climbing equipment), he asked me to stand on the bench. He got up on it with me and attached me to the roof. Each red speedo on my wrist went through the carabiner which then went through a hook that was bolted to the ceiling. Adam got off the bench and then told me to spread my legs. He instructed me to not do it too far but comfortably spread which Dikmen travesti I did. He then attached the speedos on my ankles to the ends of the bench.

This was a first for me and if I had been wearing a cap, I’d had tipped it to Alex and Adam for this setup. The speedos on my wrists and ankles were soft and had a bit of stretch in them so no where near as uncomfortable compared to when I’ve been tied up with rope in the past.

Alex then returned to the room with a tray of champagne flutes and I was told that things were about to get under way.

In the hallway I heard Adam greeting the other invitees to the sex party and the guests thanking Alex for the champagne. It takes a minute or two but then I can feel their presence at the entry into the living area, which is behind me and I can’t see them.

Adam announces that I am the bottom for the evening and that the guests should have a look.

Then I am surrounded by a group of guys, their hands are all over me, my chest, my thighs and all over my speedo. Particularly all over my speedo. It feels like there isn’t an inch of the lycra that doesn’t have someones hand touching it.

My cock was semi hard to start and with all that attention it became rock solid. There were ten guys in total (including Alex and Adam) and they were all dressed in suits and ties. Just normal looking guys, maybe I should say a normal group of slightly gay looking guys. Most would have been mid thirties to mid forties, couple of skinny guys, two bearded guys but overall a pretty good looking bunch from what I could see.

Adam, as usual, was in control and after a few minutes of being surrounded by these men Adam asked them all to take a seat.

It seemed like a few of the guys knew each other from their conversation but there were some strangers and there was some handshaking going on and some light introductions. Alex was getting everyone more drinks and while he did that, I stood, bound in the middle of the room, hard on stretching the front of my speedo feeling very exposed.

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, everyone had a fresh drink and Alex took his seat. Ten guys, all sitting around me.

Adam began to speak.

He explained that everyone had been told the rules of the evening but for the benefit of the Bottom (sounds like that is what they were calling me), he’d repeat them. Everyone had an envelop under their chair which had the number of their turn (to fuck me). The person one number ahead could be asked to help with my bonds and with the permissions of that number, could use my mouth. The person whose turn it was, was only allowed to fuck me.

Then Adam said it was time to get this show under way… who is Number One?

The guys in front of me, the ones that I could see, reached under their chairs and pulled out their envelopes. They were all shaking their heads, from behind me I heard in a deep voice, “I’m Number One.” Then I heard Adam’s voice saying that he is Number Two.

Adam asked the Number One if he wanted a hand getting me in a position which the Number One accepted.

Number One stood on the bench with me and reached up to unhook me from the roof. It was one of the bearded guys, around forty years old, taller and heavier than me and he smelt like a man. He reached up and undid the carabiner from the ceiling and it felt good to have my arms below my head again. He hadn’t unhooked the carabiner from the speedos on both of my wrists, so I was still kind of handcuffed. Standing on the bench I wobbled a little because my legs were still tied in. Number One asked Adam to undo my Eryaman travesti ankles and held on to me around my waist and told me, “It will be OK Bottom, I’ll be gentle.”

I didn’t believe him for a minute.

Adam undid my ankles and I was put face down on the bench, my hands were tied in to the front leg of the bench with a carabiner but my legs were left free. Being face down I couldn’t see what was going on.

I felt, what I assumed was Number One, grab the waist band of my speedos and try and yank them down. Remember, Adam triple knotted the drawstring so they weren’t going anywhere. Turns out, it was all a plan of Adam’s and I was about to find out why I was told to wear a pair of old speedos.

Adam announced that someone needs to cut an access hole in my speedos…

“Bottom, pick a number between two and eleven.”

“Four…”

Turns out that Number Four was a guy I could see since he was sitting in front of me. He stood up and took a pair of scissors from Adam, right in front of me so I could see.

They disappeared out of my field of vision.

I could feel Number Four grabbing the butt of my speedo and then I could hear the scissors cutting through the lycra. He asked Number One if that was acceptable, which it was.

Number Four came back in to my view and sat down. I heard a belt jingling and then a zipper, I’m assuming it was Number One flopping it out. I saw so horny and my arse was hungry to get fucked. But Number One was taking his time, my arse was in the air waiting for him there were nine other guys watching and waiting for their turns. The guys that I could see in front of me were all rubbing their cocks through their suit pants.

Then, Number One grabbed my hips with his power hands, I felt this thighs against my butt cheeks. And finally, I felt his cock at my backdoor. As Number One slid his cock inside me, it took my breath away. Remember, I couldn’t see anything so had no idea how big his cock was. I think it was pretty big. He gave me a couple of gentle strokes to make sure everything was nicely lubed up and then he started pounding away.

For the next hour all ten of the guys took turns, in order to fuck me until they came:

– I came in my speedo during Number Three.

– Four of the guys had me suck their cocks while the number before them fucked me.

– The bum of my speedo was a lube drenched mess by Number Five so he took the scissors and cut the speedo right off me.

– Most of the guys seemed to leave once they had finished fucking me.

Alex was Number Ten and the last to fuck me. He didn’t last long and my butt felt like a train tunnel by the time his turn came around. When he slowly slid his cock out of my arse I was spent and lie there on the bench catching my breath as Alex and Adam said good night to the few guys who had waiting around to watch me take all ten guys.

They both came back into the living area grinning. I was grinning as well.

Remember that Adam was Number Two… he was rubbing his cock through his suits pants and asked me if I had enough room for one more?

Why not, I replied.

This time though he flipped me over on the bench so I was on my back. Alex then stripped out of his suit in front of me, he was wearing a pair of red speedos which didn’t hide his erection. He sat on the bench and lifted my legs up by the back of my knees and slid up towards me. Then he slid into me.

I was sore, but super horny and Alex took one hand and started jerking me off.

Looking over to my left there was Adam, who had stripped out of his suit down to a red speedo as well. Usually this would be a turn on being fucked and having someone watch me but that night I was getting used to it.

If last Friday you were at a sex party and was one of ten guys fucking a guy tied up in red speedos, you can say you have fucked the Aussie Speedo Guy.

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A funny thing happened to Jim when he returned to campus for the few weeks between Halloween and the Thanksgiving break. At first when he returned he felt very horny and a little sexy at having such a wild secret. Knowing what he and Ron had done and how it made him feel made Jim feel like he could conquer anything. He had done something so wild and crazy that it was beyond even his wildest fantasies. The whole thing left him with a huge boost of confidence and self-assuredness. Hell, if he was willing to do that and have it turn out so amazing he felt like there was nothing he couldn’t do.

What surprised Jim was how it seemed others picked up on his new confidence. Suddenly, at parties he was able to approach women who might have intimidated him before. In that short time he even managed to get laid twice. The first was a total one night stand with a hot sorority girl in her room after they both got drunk at a frat party. The next morning he could barely remember her name or much about her beside her knockout looks and how they had fucked each other silly.

The other woman he fucked was someone he knew from his classes and had admired from afar for a while. He had never been able to actually figure out a way to talk with her before, but he finally did it and they had gone out a couple of times. Happily, and very surprisingly, Jim discovered that she was really horny and ready to fuck after their second date. He had assumed she was more conservative based on how she acted and dressed in class, but she was anything but conservative back at his place as she sucked his cock and fucked him.

Through this whole time Jim still thought often about what he and Ron had done. He and Ron talked a lot on the phone and traded e-mails but neither ever directly referenced what they had done. Jim couldn’t get the wild memories out of his mind and he regularly got hard thinking about sucking Ron’s cock or having Ron fuck his ass. One thing that Jim regularly thought about was how it might feel to switch places with Ron and take a turn fucking his ass.

Jim had seen photos and porno movies where men fucked women up the ass, but it wasn’t something he had ever tried. The whole thing made him curious and he spent a while on the internet reading about anal sex. The more he read the more curious and excited he became. As the last days passed before he went home for Thanksgiving break he knew what he wanted. He couldn’t wait to fuck his friend Ron. The very idea of it made Jim’s cock grow and his stomach tingle in anticipation.

Unfortunately, Jim and Ron weren’t able to get together before Thanksgiving. They both traveled home the day before Thanksgiving, but with various family activities and travel plans they couldn’t figure out a way to get together.

Thanksgiving Day itself was busy with family activities. It seemed every living relative of his descended on his house for Thanksgiving. The last of the guests didn’t leave until very late and Jim knew that he’d have to wait at least one more day to see Ron.

He finally made contact with Ron on Friday morning, but he was disappointed to learn that Ron and his family were going to visit some of their relatives. Ron said he expected to be back a little after dinner and would give Jim a call.

Jim spent the day restlessly waiting for what might happen later. Finally, Ron called and not long afterward Jim drove over to Ron’s place.

Ron’s mom greeted Jim when he knocked on the door. Jim chatted with her for a while but was a little disappointed to find her and Ron’s dad still at home. He had no reason to expect them to be gone but he hadn’t really considered what would happen if they were home.

Ron came up from the basement a few moments later and he and Jim chatted with Ron’s parents for a while. Ron’s parents asked Jim all about his school and how his family was doing. Finally, Jim and Ron went downstairs to play some pool while his parents stayed upstairs reading.

As they shot pool they chatted and caught up on what had been going on with each other recently. Jim was again very happy with how normal and relaxed this felt. On some level it seemed like nothing had changed between them. They played pool, trash talked with each other, and joked just like always. And yet things weren’t just like always. On another level Jim felt excited and nervous. He wondered if Ron was curious to continue what they had done or if Ron maybe viewed what had happened as a one time thing. Jim was really curious and eager to continue and he hoped Ron felt the same.

Eventually Ron’s parents called down that they were going upstairs to bed. They exchanged good nights and Ron and Jim heard them walk up the stairs to their bedroom. They played pool a while longer before finally Jim couldn’t wait any longer to find out how Ron felt.

“So, um, I’ve been thinking a lot about Halloween,” Jim started not really sure of what to say.

“Yeah, me too,” Ron said.

For a while neither said anything else and then Ron added, “It’s crazy. I can’t believe Osmanbey travesti we did that, but it’s like I can’t get it out of my head.”

“Me too,” Jim replied.

“Are you sorry it happened?” Ron asked.

Here was the moment Jim had been waiting for. He still wasn’t sure exactly how Ron felt and now he had to decide if he should be honest and risk being rejected by Ron or play it cool until he knew how Ron felt. However, what if Ron was waiting to find out how Jim felt? If Jim played it cool maybe Ron would think he wasn’t interested in continuing.

Jim summoned his nerve and said, “No, it felt so…so…” he struggled to find the right word.

“I know,” Ron said. “I can’t believe how good it felt.” It seemed like Ron’s guard dropped slightly and he added, “Hell, I’m not sure I’ve ever quite felt anything like when I fucked your…” suddenly his voice trailed off as if the realization of what he was about to say was too much for him to complete his thought.

Jim walked over so he was standing right beside Ron and said only, “I loved it too.”

They made eye contact briefly before they leaned in together for what turned out to be a long kiss. The kiss quickly became deep as their tongues danced and wrestled back and forth between their mouths. The kiss and Jim’s own lust were more than he could control any longer. He parted the kiss and moaned, “I want to suck your cock.”

“My parents are upstairs,” Ron meekly protested, “dude, if they find us like this they’ll fucking kill me.” However Jim was too far gone in his own lust to think rationally now.

He dropped to his knees in front of Ron and quickly opened Ron’s jeans. He soon had Ron’s pants and boxers pushed down around his ankles and Jim turned his attention fully on Ron’s already hard cock. For weeks Jim had been fantasizing about Ron’s cock and he couldn’t wait to feel it inside his mouth again and taste his friend completely. Jim wrapped his lips around Ron’s shaft as Ron let out a long, deep moan.

Jim immediately started sucking and playing with Ron’s cock excitedly. He had been anticipating this moment for so long that he didn’t want to prolong it any longer. He hoped there would be time for teasing and exploration later, but for right now he just wanted to make Ron cum. It seemed Ron’s excitement matched his own and it wasn’t too much longer before Ron was clearly on the verge of cumming.

Jim’s fantasies of this moment always ended one of two ways. He either imagined taking Ron’s cum fully in his mouth and drinking it down or pulling Ron’s cock out of his mouth at the last minute and letting his cum land all over his face and chest. He knew Ron’s orgasm was only seconds away and still he didn’t know what to do.

Ultimately, Ron started cumming even sooner than Jim imagined and Jim ended up taking two huge jets of Ron’s cum directly into his mouth. The first jet was so hard and so heavy that it was already seeping down the back of Jim’s throat when he finally pulled Ron’s cock out of his mouth and stroked it excitedly. The rest of Ron’s cum flew out and landed on his cheeks, neck, and chest. As Ron’s orgasm finished Jim felt like a total slut. Here he was kneeling in front of his friend with his face and t-shirt now coated in cum and with a mouthful of warm cum. He slowly stroked his friend’s cock and loved every moment of it.

When Ron finished cumming he looked down at Jim and pulled Jim up to his feet. Jim wasn’t sure if Ron realized he still had a mouthful of his cum when he leaned forward to kiss him, but the idea that Ron was about to taste his own cum out of Jim’s mouth made Jim wildly excited.

As soon as their lips met Jim eagerly drove his tongue into Ron’s mouth. Ron’s tongue immediately greeted his and they stood for many long minutes kissing deeply while they swapped Ron’s cum back and forth between their mouths. When they finally parted their kiss Jim swallowed the cum that was left in his mouth. Maybe it was because he knew what to expect, but the taste wasn’t nearly as bad this time. In fact, there was almost something exciting about the taste.

Ron also swallowed the cum in his mouth before he looked at Jim and said, “My turn.” He led Jim over to the couch and pulled off Jim’s jeans and boxers. He then had Jim sit down. Jim’s cock was rock hard and its tip was already glistening with pre-cum before Ron even touched it.

When Ron finally did lean down and engulf Jim’s cock there was a similar urgency and desire to what Jim had just had. Clearly Ron wasn’t interested in prolonging the moment or teasing as he hungrily and wantonly sucked Jim’s cock. Jim simply leaned back and completely gave himself over to his friend and his amazing mouth.

Jim didn’t try to hold himself back and only gasped to let Ron know he was about to cum before his cock erupted in orgasm. Ron kept his lips firmly wrapped around Jim’s cock even as Jim shot long, heavy jets of cum into his mouth. Ron moved his mouth so only the tip of Jim’s cock was still inside and stroked Ayrancı travesti his shaft wildly with his hand until Jim was done cumming.

Ron gulped a few times and tried to swallow Jim’s cum as quickly as it filled his mouth. The realization that Ron was eating his cum sent chills down Jim’s back and brought his orgasm to a new peak as he continued to fill Ron’s mouth with the last jets of his cum. In the end Ron wasn’t able to take all of Jim’s cum and some seeped back out of Ron’s mouth. Soon Jim’s cock and Ron’s hand were both coated in a thick layer of Jim’s cum. When Jim finished cumming Ron released him from his mouth, but he continued to fondle Jim’s sticky cock for many long minutes.

“Holy fuck,” Jim sighed.

“I know,” Ron replied as he released Jim’s cock and crawled onto the couch beside him, “I can’t believe how good this feels.”

In this intense moment Jim finally had the courage to say what had been on his mind for weeks. He looked at Ron and said, “I want to fuck you.”

Ron smiled and said, “Good, I want to fuck you too.” Jim’s heart beat wildly at the idea that he was about to make his fantasy come true but then Ron added, “But not tonight, if my parents caught us doing that I don’t even want to think about what they would do. Besides, the lube is upstairs and I don’t want to risk them catching me getting it.”

Jim was disappointed but he and Ron talked and quickly discovered that neither of them had any plans or commitments for the next night. They didn’t know yet exactly how or where it would happen, but they both agreed that they would do it the next night.

They pulled their pants back on and Jim cleaned Ron’s cum off his t-shirt the best he could. Jim asked, “So, I’ve been meaning to ask you. The lube and dildo, where the hell did you get those things?”

Ron replied that they could thank Charlie for that. Charlie was Ron’s older brother. He had recently graduated college and was currently working a prestigious internship nearly halfway across the country. Ron’s parents hadn’t changed Charlie’s room much at all as if they were still expecting him to move back in with them someday and so his bedroom still looked much like it did when Charlie was living there.

Ron said that Charlie had once told him about how he had a girlfriend who had a real thing for getting fucked up the ass. Charlie said that at first he just fucked her ass all the time, but then she wanted even more so he bought the dildo so she could use the dildo in either her ass or pussy while Charlie fucked the other.

At first Ron hadn’t believed the story so Charlie produced the tube of lube and the dildo as proof. For whatever reason Charlie had left them in his dresser in the same secret hiding place he where used to keep his porno collection. “Sometimes I use the lube to jerk off,” Ron admitted, “so I knew that stuff was still there.”

They hung out for a while longer before Jim left to go home. He could barely sleep that night thinking about what he and Ron were planning to do the next day.

When he awoke the next morning he asked his parents about their plan for the day. He crossed his fingers hoping that they would say they were going out or doing something and at first it looked like he was out of luck. His parents said they were thinking about heading up to the big Christmas tree festival opening a few towns over. For years the town made a tradition of decorating a bunch of different trees in the styles of different countries and cultures. They always lit the trees the Saturday evening after Thanksgiving. For years it had been a family tradition to go but when Jim got old enough he stayed home while his parents went.

“We haven’t gone in a few years,” his mom said, “and Sally and Bob are going and want us to come along.” Sally and Bob lived a few houses down and were his parent’s best friends in the neighborhood. Jim tried to conceal his joy when they finally decided they would go and his mom gave Sally a call.

“Do you want to come along?” his dad asked.

Jim replied no and shared a laugh with his dad when his dad replied, “Can you get me out of it too? I’m sure you and Ron will have a lot more fun hanging out.”

“Sorry dad but I think you’re stuck,” Jim answered.

A little while later Jim called Ron and told him the good news. They agreed to meet up in the early part of the afternoon, catch a matinee movie, and then head back to Jim’s place after his parents left. Jim knew from past years that his parents would likely be at the festival for a long time. They usually left in the late afternoon and wouldn’t return until sometimes as late as 10pm. At least that was the schedule they used to keep when Jim was in high school. He hoped they wouldn’t surprise him by returning early tonight.

His parents ended up deciding to catch dinner with Sally and Bob before going to the festival so they left the house a little after 5pm. Jim and Ron did catch a movie, but they made sure to go see one that started plenty early enough Cebeci travesti that they would be back at Jim’s house right at 5pm. They didn’t want to waste a single minute of time.

As they watched the movie Jim thought about how crazy it was that he was essentially on a date with his best friend. The movie was good but he was distracted the whole time thinking about what he and Ron would be doing later. Usually he was distracted by trying to catch a quick grope of his date’s tits or thigh during the show and with wondering how far he might be able to get with her later. This was much different because he already knew how far he and Ron planned to go and that was what was driving him wild.

They ended up returning to Jim’s house a few minutes before his parents left. “Don’t get into any trouble,” Jim’s dad teased as they left.

“We probably won’t be back until late,” his mom added, “Sally and Bob want to go out for drinks after the festival.”

They watched his parents walk down to Sally and Bob’s house and Jim briefly wondered if they should order a pizza for dinner. However, when he looked at Ron he knew right away that food would have to wait. It was clear from the look on Ron’s face that he was as excited and anxious as Jim about what they were planning to do.

Without a word they went upstairs to Jim’s bedroom. Once there they met in a long kiss that, by the time it finished, left Jim’s cock rock hard and straining to get out of his jeans. They parted the kiss and removed their clothes before Jim pulled back the covers of his bed. Once he had them pulled down he turned and saw Ron pulling the dildo and lube out of the backpack he had brought with him. Just seeing the lube again made Jim very excited and his cock twitch.

He and Ron climbed into bed together and resumed their excited kiss. Their hard cocks rubbed together in a kinky duel under the sheets as they fondled each other while they kissed. Jim longed to feel Ron’s cock in his mouth again but there was something else he wanted much more than that. He parted the kiss and rolled over so he could pick up the tube of lube off the bedside table where Ron had set it.

When he rolled back he found Ron already had rolled over and was positioning himself on his hands and knees. Jim moved behind Ron and squeezed a big drop of the lube on his index finger. He cautiously found Ron’s asshole and for a while he just explored it with his finger. Its puckered surface felt new and kinky under his finger. He applied more lube and eventually brought his finger to the entrance of Ron’s ass.

To his great excitement he felt Ron pushing back against his finger as he started to apply pressure. Knowing that Ron was so eager for this drove Jim wild. He continued applying steady pressure until finally his finger slipped inside Ron’s ass. Ron stopped and groaned and Jim also stopped not sure if he was hurting Ron. “More,” Ron moaned after a few moments and Jim steadily pushed his finger deeper until it was inside Ron’s ass to the second knuckle. Jim’s cock was now throbbing from anticipation.

Ron told Jim to apply more lube and soon Jim was able to push his whole index finger up Ron’s ass as far as it would reach. The feeling was unbelievable and Jim couldn’t wait to replace his finger with his cock. He knew, however, that he still had some work to prepare Ron’s ass and so he reached over and picked up the dildo. He coated it heavily with lube and placed it at the entrance to Ron’s ass.

While he pushed forward Ron pushed back and after a while longer Jim was able to fuck Ron’s ass with the dildo fairly easily. Jim remembered what Ron had said before about having one of his girlfriends fuck his ass while she sucked his cock. As he continued fucking him with the dildo Jim asked, “Did your girlfriend ever do this to you?”

Ron moaned and said, “No, just her finger.” Jim continued fucking Ron’s ass slowly with the dildo until Ron gasped, “Fuck me.”

Jim excitedly pulled the dildo out and quickly smeared a huge load of the lube all over his cock. He took hold of Ron’s hips and moved behind his best friend. He positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance to Ron’s ass. Jim pushed forward and Ron again pushed himself back. Jim kept pushing forward and at one point the pressure was so great he was worried that either he was going to hurt Ron or that his own cock might bend painfully. Just moments later Ron groaned loudly and Jim felt his cock slide past the entrance to Ron’s asshole.

“Fuck, wait,” Ron gasped once Jim was partway inside him. Jim remembered exactly what Ron was feeling and waited until Ron’s ass had a chance to get used to him being inside. The way Ron’s ass squeezed his cock was unlike anything Jim had felt before. He had heard about how some women had “tight” pussies but nothing he had ever experienced was even close to the way Ron’s ass squeezed him.

He slowly worked his cock deeper and deeper and paused for a long time with his cock all the way inside Ron. He just wanted to savor the amazingly tight sensation. He started to very slowly fuck Ron and his friend let out a long, deep moan. Jim had to concentrate hard to not end the fuck before it had really even started by cumming. The whole scene was so exciting that Jim could easily have cum if he allowed himself.

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I had my first and only homosexual experience when I was 18. I drove a buddy of mine home from a house party we were at and when we pulled up to his house, he invited me in for more beer. He always had alcohol in his house because his stepdad drank so of course I said yes. His room was at the back of the house so we had to be quiet so we wouldn’t wake up his family. I was following him and when he stopped suddenly at the sound of a floorboard creaking underneath his shoe, I bumped into him. At the party I’d been making out with this really hot girl who was still a virgin so all she let me do was finger her. I was still hard from thinking about how nice, tight and wet her little hairless pussy felt in my hand and I felt my boner poke my buddy in the ass through his Levi’s. Before starting to walk again, he turned around to look at me with a look both of surprise and excitement. He reached down, cupped my hard-on in his hands and pulled me into his bedroom. In no time we were making out, our mouths locked in on each others’, the soft sucking sound of our lips drowned out by the unzipping sound of our jeans’ zippers and we hurried to reach inside our pants and start to stroke each other’s cocks. I knew my buddy was bisexual because he was pretty open about it but I had never been Esat travesti with a guy before and even though I was nervous, I couldn’t help but get caught up in the moment of what we were doing and I let it continue.

At 18, both our bodies were smooth and trim, our skin soft and well toned from being young and in shape, hairless with the exception of fine black hair under our arms and treasure trails reaching down from our navels to the soft triangles of pubic hair around our cocks and ball sacs. With our shirts off and our flat toned chests pressed against each other, I could feel his cock throbbing against mine. He pulled down my boxer briefs and from his knees took my 7 inch cut cock into his mouth all at once. I felt his warm mouth slide up and down my shaft, flicking the tip with his tongue, his hand massaging my balls. I couldn’t help it. His warm mouth made me cum and I shot a hot load of cum into his mouth. I saw his head jerk back when it hit the back of his throat but he never took my dick out of his mouth. He just kept on sucking me off as I kept cumming until I was spent.

He licked my dick clean and swallowed every drop of cum. Grateful at such a great blow job he’d just given me I wanted to return the favor. I pulled down his boxer Kızılay travesti shorts and saw that his dick was slightly thicker than mine and uncut. There was something sexy about seeing another guy’s dick that looked different from my own and I was really turned on by putting his cock in my mouth and feeling his foreskin slide back across his shaft in my mouth. He was half Mexican and had thicker pubic hair than I did and it tickled my nose and lips when I deep throated him. I could taste drops of precum on the tip of his dick as I licked it with my tongue. It tasted salty and thick and something about it made me want more. I stopped long enough to tell him I wanted him to cum in my mouth. After a few more minutes of sucking him, he did. He shot his cum as hard as I had and I could feel it’s hot thickness fill my mouth. I started to dribble a little bit as I fought to swallow it all but before I could lick my lips, he bent down, licked it up with his own tongue and kissed me open mouth. Tasting each other’s cum in our mouths as we kissed made us both hard again and he said he wanted to fuck me.

I laid down on his bed with my stomach and chest against the mattress while he went to look for lube. He didn’t have any and I heard him suck on his finger until Alsancak travesti it was dripping with his spit and he lubed my ass with it. I spit into my hand and stroked his cock. Finally, he was behind me and I felt him slowly ease his dick inside my asshole. I closed my eyes and imagined seeing his hot sexy uncut cock push through my asshole and go inside me. Once inside, he thrusted in and out, first slow until I told him I wanted it harder. He fucked me hard like that until he just couldn’t hold it anymore. He said he was going to pull out but I stopped him by grabbing his ass cheeks and pushing him in closer inside me. I told him I wanted to feel him cum inside my ass and that I’d kick his ass if he pulled out. He pushed his cock deeper inside my ass and I felt him cum. He came hard. So hard it even hurt a little but it felt good more than anything else. He kept cumming inside my ass, squirt after squirt until he was spent and leaned forward against my back to rest. When he eventually pulled out, I felt streams of his cum run out of my asshole and down my crack to my balls where he licked it all up for me until I was clean.

That’s been my only homo experience but I still think about it every now and then. Actually I use it to get me off when I needed to nut when I’m fucking a chick and the sex sucks. LOL When I get horny and I need to get off, I think about what we did with each other and I rub one out thinking about it. It always make me cum hard, fast, and a lot.

I often wonder if I could ever be a with a guy again…

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It was nearly teatime on Saturday afternoon and my cousin and I were sitting on his bed with his mate Marcus from university. Marcus had come to visit from Surrey where his parents lived, and even though he’d only arrived on the train that lunchtime, things were already getting pretty sexy between the three of us.

For a start he was drop-dead cute with lovely curly blond hair and a broad muscular physique which filled out his tight-fitting clothes very nicely. Second up, although he talked about some girl called Stacey he said he had the hots for, like my cousin he also had no qualms about hooking up with guys when opportunities presented themselves.

And I got the feeling that opportunities were going to be falling at his feet while he was staying in my Uncle Rob’s house!

On the drive back from the station – Jake putting his foot down and driving his dad’s car like a nutter – Marcus asked in a roundabout way if I was into boy-fun like he and Jake were.

“I wasn’t back in Brisbane,” I told him, gripping my seatbelt tightly because Jake was driving so fast. “But since I’ve been stayin’ with my Uncle Rob and Jake, I’ve figured out I’m probably more into guys than girls.”

Marcus beamed back at me from the front passenger’s seat, and said, “Your Aussie accent is so fucking cool, mate!”

Jake chuckled. “When he says he’s probably more into guys than girls, d’ya wanna guess how he chose to express that preference last night?”

“I dunno,” Marcus grinned. “Been having a sneaky peak at your cousin’s big wang in the bathroom, maybe…?”

“Just a touch less subtle than that,” Jake grinned over at him, doing fifty round a bend he should have hit at thirty.

“Have you been having a looksie through Jake’s porn collection?” Marcus asked. “Jerking off over the dude stuff?”

“I think I made it a little bit more… er… obvious,” I told him with a naughty smirk.

“I dunno then,” Marcus said, clearly unsure about how far he could push the sex talk with a stranger in the car. He turned to Jake and asked, “Come on, then, bud… what’s your cousin been getting up to?”

“How about fucking my butt and shooting his nut so hard that his jizz was flinging out all over his pubes?!”

“Faaark!” Marcus roared with laughter and then, clearly both pleased and impressed, said back to me, “Is that for real? Did you give Jake a spunk-gusher?”

“I’m afraid so,” I nodded, pretending to look sheepish. “I just sorta got carried away!”

“He fucking filled me right up,” Jake smiled, flooring it again now that we were back on a straighter road. “And you know full well, mate, that my arse can take a big load of cream!”

“Yeah, but your hole’s getting pretty loose these days,” Marcus teased him. “All the cocks you’ve taken have given you a slut-butt!”

“Fuck off!” Jake laughed and the two of them threw each other really cute, affectionate smiles.

Marcus turned back to me and said, “Well, I think it’s pretty safe to say you’re into dudes, Shane.”

“Is that the tell-tale sign, then?” I asked. “Makin’ your cousin do a jizz-fart?”

“It’s one of them,” he chortled. Then more quietly and with a really cheeky smirk, added, “I can show you a few others later on if you like…?”

I nodded eagerly and Jake cut in with, “Come on then, Marky-boy – let’s hear what you’ve been up to. It’s been two fucking weeks since I saw you, bud.”

“This and that,” Marcus replied, trying to think of something interesting he’d done to tell his friend about. “Oh yeah – you’ll like this – I had a threesome with my mate Kiernan and his brother!”

“His brother?” Jake laughed. “How d’ya manage that?”

“We were over at Amsterdam on a bender,” Marcus explained. “Pissed as arseholes and sharing a room, the three of us!”

“What was the occasion?” I asked him.

“Kiernan’s brother’s getting married in a few weeks to some girl he met on one of those speed-dating evenings.”

“So the brother’s straight?”

“We all are,” Marcus smiled back at me. “It doesn’t stop us having some fun together!”

I grinned and nodded like I was totally in on it, but I have to admit that I was a bit confused. It was hot, in a way, to think of all these guys who called themselves straight and had women in their lives but who also took every opportunity to play around with their mates in the sack. But I knew that for me, the dude stuff would always outshine anything a girl could offer me and if that labelled me as ‘gay’ then I’d soon get used to that.

“You so better have footage,” Jake said across to him, accelerating alarmingly towards a queue of traffic at some lights.

“Of course I have,” he grinned. “Our phones were all lined up on top of the drawers, all of us filming the bed with the three of us on it!”

Jake laughed as he slammed his foot down to bring us to a screeching halt inches behind the last of the waiting cars. What the fuck was going on with my cousin’s driving?

===

“So which one’s Kiernan and which one’s the brother?” I asked Marcus, the three of us sitting on Jake’s Bornova travesti bed as Marcus showed us the movie on his tablet.

We’d been out for the afternoon with Uncle Rob to stare at a big hole in the ground on account of Marcus studying archaeology at uni. Uncle Rob was now downstairs cooking us tea and Jake had wasted no time in getting Marcus to load up the Amsterdam footage.

“Kiernan is the scrawny one, his brother’s bigger and more worked-out,” Jake explained, sitting to the right of Marcus who was in the middle of us both.

“I’ve known Kiernan since school,” Marcus told me as the three figures on the movie drunkenly undressed. “We started fucking in sixth form. I’d only met his brother a couple of times before the Amsterdam trip and he’d always struck me as -“

“Whoa… back up a bit!” I cut in, laughing. “You and your mate started fucking in sixth form… how old did that make you guys? I still haven’t figured out your form names over here…”

“I dunno… it was A-Level year so about eighteen, I guess…”

“And both of you were straight… how the hell did you end up pokin’ each other’s chuggers?”

I was hoping this might help me figure out how I could hook up with other dudes back in Brissy.

“The usual,” Marcus shrugged like everyone knew how two straight eighteen-year-olds end up with their dicks wedged up each other’s brownies. “We were both horny lads… we started jerking off together, then moved onto sucking each other’s cocks. Then one night after a couple of girls we were trying to make the moves on were total bitches with us, we went back to his place and… maybe it was some twisted way of getting one up on them or something… we took turns on his bed fucking each other up the butt.”

“Wow!” I gasped, marvelling at their inventive form of revenge even though I couldn’t see how this might help me with my predicament.

“Come on, move it on a bit,” Jake urged his friend impatiently. “I wanna see you guys doing each other… not pulling your skanky boxers off…”

Marcus swiped the cursor forwards and the three of them were now on the bed, all on their knees with Marcus in the middle. He and the brother were snogging while Kiernan, kissing the back of Marcus’ neck, rubbed his long cock up and down the tight groove between the blond’s two solid buttocks. I’d always though I had a cute bubble butt, but Marcus’ buns were as round and squat as a couple of melons!

“Do the two brothers get it on?” I asked him dry-mouthed, praying he was about to tell me that they did.

But he shook his head. “It was better for me that they didn’t because they both had to focus on me completely!”

“Yeah, normally when you’re in all-boy threesomes,” Jake cut in, “you try and share your attentions pretty equally between the two other dudes. I’m just telling you that in case… you know, as unlikely as it may seem… you ever find yourself sharing a bed with a couple of horny lads!”

Marcus and I laughed. We all knew what we were going to be getting up to later.

Earlier on, after he’d carried his rucksack upstairs when we’d got back from the station, he’d paused uncertainly in the corridor between Jake’s bedroom and the spare room and had asked Jake which of them he should dump it down in.

“In my room, of course,” Jake had answered him gruffly.

“So am I sleeping in your bed?” Marcus had asked.

“Where else?”

“I dunno… where’s Shane sleeping?”

“In my bed too,” Jake had said with a small smile.

“And where are you sleeping?” Marcus had asked, now smiling himself.

“Also in my bed,” Jake had grinned more broadly.

“Cool!” Marcus had declared and looked over at me to check that I was okay with sharing a bed with two scorching fit twenty-year-old guys.

I smirked back at him, eager to show him I was well up for it, and joked, “Don’t worry, mate… I don’t fart!”

“You probably won’t be able to stop yourself after we’re finished with you!” Marcus had laughed, causing Jake to guffaw too. And I think the three of us all had grown instant boners at the thought of what we were going to be getting up to later in Jake’s double bed.

We watched the movie for a few minutes and saw the brother duck down to suck Marcus’ cock while Kiernan crouched down behind him and started having himself a taste of butt-pie.

“Aw yeah!” Jake laughed. “I didn’t know he was into licking dude-ass!”

“Me neither,” Marcus chuckled. “I think it’s a trick he’s picked up playing around at uni.”

“Nice!” Jake grinned, his eyes glued to where Kiernan’s face was feasting between his friend’s round muscular cheeks. I could see that my cousin was getting increasingly horny and he kept adusting the crotch of his jeans where his big mongrel was growing.

On screen, the brother pulled his mouth of Marcus’ cock and pushed himself upright with his own big schlong curving upwards from what looked like a very hairy bush. He gestured for Marcus to get his nosh around the huge thing and then moved back on the bed to give the blond Buca travesti lad space to bend down onto it. Once Marcus’ lips were devouring the brother’s thick meaty pole, Kiernan fed more hungrily on his bunghole now that his cheeks were splayed open.

“He’s so gonna fuck you,” Jake said, now blatantly squeezing his hard-on through the fabric of his jeans. “He’s gonna get your little boy-cunt nice and wet with his tongue, then he’s gonna shove his cock up it and bum you dead hard while his brother watches!”

“Am I really that predictable?” Marcus laughed.

“I’m gonna need to wazz off,” Jake replied, already unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down his fly. “You wanna join me, cuz?”

“Fuck yeah!” I chortled, reaching to unzip myself too.

“Well if you guys are gonna jerk off,” Marcus pitched in too, “I’m sure as hell not gonna just sit here and watch you.”

Jake pushed his jeans and boxers down around his thighs and his huge chopper curved upwards, the shaft thick and veiny and the length about ten inches. He jerked his foreskin back so his fat bell-end popped out and its slit wept with a thick ooze of clear liquid. Marcus both sniffed at the sharp whiff coming from its sticky round head and then giggled together at how sour and sexy my cousin’s jeb-stink was.

I yanked my daks and undies down too so my own fat cudger stood up, looking maybe slightly longer.

“Oh my God!” Marcus chortled, looking at my big manhood. “You hide that well, mate!”

I laughed and pulled my own skin back to show off my broad purple mushroom with its long dribbly slit. Both lads leaned in for a sniff of my slippery cock-head and then murmered appreciatively at how hot my helmet-odour was.

Then Marcus pulled his jeans and stripy shorts down to release his thinner eight-inch hard-on which he yanked the foreskin back from to reveal his own shiny red clanger. His strong male musk was much more potent than ours and Jake laughed as he inhaled great nosefuls of it, calling out, “Aw fuck yeah! That’s one hell of a slit stink!”

We all grinned at each other with our big boners poking upwards and I said, “I dunno what girls smell like, but dude smells are sure fuckin’ sexy!”

Jake agreed with me. “You can’t beat a bit of bell-whiff! Especially when the guys have big dongers which are all shiny like ours!”

“Naah,” said Marcus, shaking his head. “I much prefer sniffing a warm, wet pussy… right before I eat it out!”

Jake nodded, accepting that there was something to be said for more girlie smells, something I was unable to give an opinion on.

Then Marcus went on, “I really love how you two have such big cocks, though!” He looked at Jake’s huge hard-on and then at mine which was throbbing more prominently even though the shaft was less veiny. “I dunno which one’s more awesome… they’re both so totally amazing!”

I beamed back at him, loving how much he liked the look of my big Aussie dong even if he prefered soft feminine aromas over my punchier dude-smells. I said, “Jake reckons we’re both big because we’ve got the Furlong gene!”

“Well whatever it is, you’re both as hung as fuck! There’s a bit coming up on the movie a bit later which there’s no way I could manage with you two guys’ massive boners!”

“Oh fuck!” Jake laughed, grabbing his cock and starting to jerk his foreskin up and down. “You so didn’t!”

“I so did!” Marcus beamed back at him, wrapping his fingers around his smaller organ and joining in with his friend’s steady rhythm, “I told you I was gonna do it when I found two guys who were up for it and it took a hell of a lot of lube, but they both got up there in the end!”

I wasn’t totally sure what they were talking about, but I figured Marcus had somehow managed to get both guys’ knobs up his arse at the same time. The thought of doing that made me tingle with excitement – I hadn’t even suspected it might be possible – and I grabbed my own woodie and started wanking it in time with the two other guys’ wrists.

When I’d arrived at this house, I hadn’t been that sure if I liked girls or not. At home in Brissy, I would try to jerk off thinking about girls but I didn’t enjoy it much and often found my dick going limp so I’d usually turn over and go to sleep. Now here I was, barely a week later, pounding away at the mother of all hard-ons at the thought of being able to get two dicks up my butt!

I realised it was fun stuff like this that had been missing from my fantasies and I was grateful to my cousin and his buddy for helping me discover it.

“What do you reckon to that, Shane?” Jake asked me with a leer.

“Pretty hot!” I told him, making him smile more broadly. “Double the fun, kinda…”

When Jake had said that three of us were going to play around after bedtime, was that the kind of thing he was thinking of? I sure as hell hoped so… and hoping so made my cock swell even bigger!

Just then, Uncle Rob walked in, stopped what he was about to say and beamed brightly across at the three of us sitting on his son’s bed. We smirked back Konak travesti at him, amused to have literally been caught with our pants down, all sitting alongside each other and merrily wanking our big horned-up pricks off.

“Do you need help shaking the salad dressing, Mr Furlong?” Marcus asked him, his hand bashing quickly up and down his shaft. “I’m very good at doing stuff like that… I don’t know if you noticed…”

Uncle Rob chuckled. “I was about to tell you boys that dinner would be about twenty minutes. I had no idea you were busy working up such an appetite!”

“Marcus is showing us a movie of him and his mate and the brother, all on a bender,” Jake told him. “I reckon you’d like taking a look at some of this for yourself!”

“I’ll just turn down the potatoes,” Uncle Rob informed us. “Then I’ll be right back up to enjoy an aperitif of my own with the three of you!”

When he’d gone and as we all kept wanking our cocks off, I asked the two of them, “What’s an aperitif?”

I was wondering if it was some kind of sex thing he was going to do with us, hoping he might be going to take turns fingering our three butts while we jerked ourselves off.

“It’s just my dad being a numbo,” Jake said. “He thinks he’s so funny!”

“I really like your dad,” Marcus retalliated. “I think he’s dead cool, actually!”

“Me too,” I agreed. “Uncle Rob’s gold!”

“Fuck!” Jake chortled. “And I thought I was messed-up!”

Uncle Rob soon came back upstairs and hurried into Jake’s bedroom, unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zipper on his trousers. “Come on, budge up, boys! Make room for a little’un!”

We moved along the bed up to make room for my uncle’s hefty arse and he squeezed in next to me, pulling his trousers down. His white Calvin briefs were already bulging prominently upwards with Uncle Rob’s large manhood leaking goo and making a damp patch up near his left hip.

I grinned at Marcus who was staring at my uncle’s thick raised-up package and said, “Nice, huh?”

He laughed and replied, “I’ve stayed here before, Shane – I know full well what your uncle’s packing!”

Uncle Rob chuckled. “Yes, you’ve had quite a few fun stopovers with us!”

He yanked his briefs down and his long cock bounced upwards, thick and solid and with its plump purple head already fully exposed. The smell of it hit me full-on – it much stronger and cruder than the three of us lads’ dicks. It was ripe as fuck if I’m totally honest and before I could stop myself I’d blurted out, “Oh Jesus, Uncle Rob, your big cock-plum stinks something chronic!”

He sniffed at it curiously and agreed, “Yes, it is rather whiffy. It must still bear traces of where I… er… used it last night…”

I smiled at Marcus and explained, “Uncle Rob had his dick up his friend Guy’s stinky butt!”

Marcus’ eyebrows raised with interest at that and I saw his cock grow harder and the head of it swell taut. “Oh wow! It’s always great fun when Guy comes over!”

I chuckled back, “Yeah, don’t I know it!”

Uncle Rob peered at Marcus’ tablet and said, “Come on then, what have I missed? Fill me in on the story so far…”

“Okay,” Jake started. “Marcus is in Amsterdam with his mate Kiernan and his brother. They’ve just got back to the hotel they’re staying at, and now they’re having a nice little threesome on one of the beds!”

“I just had my butt rimmed by Kiernan,” Marcus went on, “while his brother was sucking my cock. Now I’m sucking the brother off while Kiernan is fucking me up the arse!”

“Oh what fun!” Uncle Rob chuckled, peering at Marcus receiving dick from both ends on the device he was holding. Then he added, “That reminds me, I must get a leg of pork for the spit roast we’re having next weekend…”

Marcus guffawed but Jake was more interested in the action going on and told him turn the sound up a bit. He did and we all heard, sounding tinny through the small speaker, the hotel bed creaking and Kiernan’s hips slapping against Marcus’ two lovely round buns.

“Let me have a go on him,” we heard the brother say. “You come out front and I’ll bum him for a bit!”

As they swapped places, our four hands slid quickly up and down our four flagpole dicks. Uncle Rob smiled over at the three of us younger men jerking off together with him, and sighed, “This really is so nice… enjoying pleasuring ourselves along side each other! I think males enjoying masturbation in each another’s company is hugely under-valued as a form of sexual expression.”

“I dunno about that, dad,” Jake grinned over at him, “but I reckon dudes can have a lot of fun whacking off together!”

I had to agree with my uncle – this really was so great! I loved peering back and forth along the row of our four upright dicks as we wanked them off, far more than I was enjoying looking at the movie. There wasn’t a pussy in sight and yet this was as horny as hell. It had never occurred to me how much fun and how versatile our cocks could be. We could jerk them off together, or better still jerk off each other. We could suck on them like drinking down the dribble from a big leaky siphon. We could even stick them up each other’s tight little poopers and fuck each other boy-on-boy. There was no end to what a few guys could do together with their dicks boned-up and their arses well-lubed!

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Thanks everyone for sticking it out this far. Last chapter.

*****

Emerson & the Lion

+{Part 10}+

Something about anxiety makes me intensely hungry for Ali’s cock. That’s probably not the best reaction in an emergency situation. Where most would run from a burning building or take shelter under a table during an earthquake, I would look around desperately for his lap to satisfy my twitching hole.

And sure enough, as he drove me to meet up with Izem, to face the lion for whom I was originally procured, I couldn’t help myself from reaching for his hand. I sucked his finger into my mouth with an exaggerated slurping noise.

He smiled at me oddly and said to the text translator on his dashboard, “Later, little cub. After this is over I will fill you like you need. I know you are hungry for daddy.” I nodded, returning his smile, but still leaned over to put my head against his shoulder and let my hand rest on his bulge.

It was a breezy, mild night and Ali dressed me in white shorts and a black tank top with a red heart in the center. Across the heart were white letters spelling out “Ali’s Boy.” Over that he put me in a thin white hoodie to keep the chill, and Izem’s eyes, off my skin.

Ali didn’t bother with underwear, but instead wore a pair of tight black shorts that looked like business pants cut and hemmed at mid-thigh. Over them, He had on a thin, white, semi-transparent shirt that showed just enough skin to make you stare at his dark nipples. He had the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. He looked sexy as hell as it barely contained his muscles.

I was just leaning in to bite his nipple through his shirt when he pulled into a parking garage and whipped into a spot beside his father’s SUV. He turned off the engine and let out a sigh. He turned to me, lifted my chin so our eyes met and I watched his face darken and his shoulders sink.

“We will go in, be polite, exchange pleasantries. Izem will kiss you on the cheek or forehead, it is just how we greet. Our fathers will go over what is to take place and then Izem will be allowed to say his peace to you. You do not need to respond to anything at all unless I or my father directs you to. It will show your loyalty and deep respect if you look to my father when you are asked a question. He will signal you when to respond. Do you understand?” Ali said to the text translator.

I nodded and then waited for him to come and open my door. He led me to an elevator and pressed the top floor. I walked into his chest and he slid his arms around me, looking down at me with an unconvincing smile.

The doors opened to a wide lobby with black marble floors and a wall of windows overlooking the darkened sky. Ali took my hand and led me across the floor and through two glass doors. Down a long corridor of cubicle offices and around a corner was a long, glass-walled conference room. I saw three men waiting for us around a large metal table. Behind them was a wall of windows and I could see the million little city lights that stretched from the sea to the hills.

Izem stood with a smile when he saw me. He had on a tight blue polo shirt that hugged his muscles nicely and was unbuttoned to show a furry chest peeking out. He had on khaki shorts that were also tight, showing his hard ass and strong thighs. His furry legs looked like Ali’s, but his skin was a few shades lighter.

We stared at each other for a moment and a hopeful smile crept across his face. He knew I was impressed with his body, it was like someone had made a replica of Ali but used lighter paint. But his face was different. His nose smaller, eyes not quite as wide, smile warmer, height a little taller. I felt a pang of guilt for making a mental comparison chart between the two.

Ali pushed me in front of him and towards a man I didn’t know. It must have been Izem’s father. He seemed young, very fit, had beautiful green eyes. I reached a hand towards him to shake, but he pulled me in for a hug and kissed me on each cheek. He smiled at me warmly as he half released me. I felt a strange buzz between us like we’d met before. My head relaxed against his shoulder before he let me go.

Izem came towards me next. He put his hands on my shoulder and looked me up and down slowly with a slight look of frustration. He looked past my shoulder and said something not meant for me. I turned to look at Ali just as Izem pulled me in for a hug. He was taller than Ali and my head fit right against his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and I looked up to see his lips moving, still talking to someone.

I looked back at Ali as Izem released me. His fists balled at his side and he was looking away. His eyes turned back to me with an icy glare. Our eyes locked and his glare melted away. He saw my eyes, knew how uncomfortable, scared, anxious I was. I wanted to go to the car right now and go home.

“I go home please,” I signed to him and his eyes sank with guilt.

“Sorry, can’t right now,” he signed back to me and ended with “I love Kadıköy travesti you.”

I nodded, understanding.

The two older men took seats along the side of the table closest to the wall. Izem would be at the head. He pulled out the seat next to his and offered it to me. But Ali came from behind me and put an arm across my stomach, pulling me away and down into his lap as he sank into the next chair over.

Now it was Izem’s turn to fume as Ali pulled me back against his chest and put his chin on my shoulder and his arms tight around my waist. It didn’t feel good to me at that moment. I loved his attention and would normally beg for it. But here in this war with Izem it seemed less about love and more about spite, ownership, a trophy.

Izem set up a tablet on a little easel on the tabletop in front of me. He hit a few little buttons and a blue screen popped up.

“This is so you can understand everything. Is it working?” Izem asked and his words danced across the screen. I nodded and he smiled at me like he’d done something special by including me in a conversation about my life.

Dr. Hamad spoke then. He went over everything Ali had told me about what would happen here. He asked if I understood and I nodded again, but he said I have to actually state yes or no.

“Yeh,” I croaked out and got an adoring look from Izem. I felt Ali’s body tighten his grip on mine. Speaking was something I only did in private with him and even then it was a rare occasion. I felt his heart thumping against my back.

“Ok then, if you have no more questions then we will leave you two to it. right?” Dr. Hamad said to the room and his gaze looked threateningly towards Ali. He knew Ali didn’t want to leave me here and I didn’t really want to be left.

The two older men moved towards the door and Ali turned me in his lap to face him. “Ok?” he signed. I shrugged, not sure how to answer that. I wanted this whole thing over with and I knew the best way to end this for good was to do it cleanly, bite the bullet. I didn’t want anyone else getting hurt. It was time to give the crazy man what he wanted.

I nodded reluctantly and started to push myself off of his lap, but his arms held me one last time. Instead of letting me go, he stood and hugged me to his chest, kissing me dramatically and overemphasizing how great his control and care was.

He finally set me down and I looked past his shoulder to see his father looking at him angrily. It was time to go. Ali looked down into my eyes and kissed my forehead gently. “My baby,” he mouthed.

One last glare of warning to Izem, a few threats in Arabic, and then he left.

I was halfway between the door and Izem. I turned to see Ali leave and through the glass I watched him take a seat with Dr. Hamad and Izem’s father. They were all watching us expectantly. I felt like a new tiger at the zoo behind a thick glass wall.

I had a quick second thought about all this, and put my palm towards the glass and Ali jumped up ready to rescue me and said something to his father. Dr. Hamad shook his head while keeping his eyes ahead and simply reached for his wrist and pulled him back down to take a seat.

I swallowed hard and felt a chill in the room. I hugged my hoodie around me and turned to see Izem looking at me nervously. He pointed to the seat next to him and signed, “please… sit.” He didn’t seem as scary or harsh as the first time I’d met him, the time he put his hands on me and scolded me for not being submissive to my lion. It wasn’t an order. It was an invitation. I nodded and slid in hesitantly.

Izem slid the tablet closer so he could see it. “You are scared of me?” he asked.

I nodded and typed, “Yes sir. Very much so. You were mean the first time we met.” I admitted more than I should have, but with these men there was no need to pretend I had any power. Like a duck says “quack,” it was assumed that I was helpless here.

“That’s not how I wanted things to go. I am sorry for that meeting. I was angry and knew he had twisted everything. He’d lied to us both. I’m sure he has told you all kinds of bad things about me, but please promise to listen and really think about what I say. Can you promise me that, sweet boy?” Izem said to the tablet.

I nodded again, feeling a slight relaxation set in as his lips spread to a warm smile.

Izem pulled out a white cardboard file box and set it on the table next to him. He opened it and took out a file and showed me papers.

“This is my file on you. I had investigators put it together when we first found you. I was so sad to read everything that had happened to you. I wanted so much to help your situation. It’s why I got you the scholarship and picked out clothes for you for here at the university.” Izem began.

“You did all that? I thought it was just part of the program. No wonder my roommate seemed so jealous of everything I got. I thought it was just the standard deal everyone on scholarship had. You did all that?” I typed. Kurtköy travesti

“Of course! I wanted you to be without worry for anything. I wanted you to be a normal college kid. I wanted you to make friends, be goofy, sneak alcohol, do what goofy kids your age should do. I did it so you could see what it felt like to just focus on your studies without a worry in the world. Then when you found me you could choose me… I’d hoped,” Izem said and reached across the table where my hand rested.

“I wanted so much for you, Emi. Your school records showed you had so much promise in writing and the arts. Are you doing anything with that? You have gifts that need to be developed. Are you even going to classes anymore?”

“I… yes, somewhat. Ali had to fix my classes for me so I could pass,” I admitted.

“You didn’t need that, you are perfectly brilliant. You just needed to be on campus and focused. You have so much potential and I wanted you to fulfill it… or at least explore it… You have a beautiful body but also a beautiful mind, Emi. You could really be somebody if he didn’t squash it,” Izem looked at me with sad eyes and reached a hand to cup my cheek. His palm was warm, a little sweaty.

Izem quickly turned his head to the side and I followed his gaze to see Ali right up against the glass pointing a finger at him threateningly. I remembered he said I wasn’t to be touched.

Izem rolled his eyes and gave me a half smile with a shake of his head. “He is so afraid of losing you. I guess I would be too,” he said.

“I am still taking classes. Next semester I will be back on track!” I typed defensively. I understood what he was saying, but my heart had discovered Ali. His love was worth more to me than those things.

“What makes you think he will let you? Has he even mentioned picking out classes or your degree plan? You don’t have one on file. And what about friends? By now you should be making all kinds of friends. They have other deaf students on campus. Did he tell you that? It was recommended by your counselor who you haven’t gone to see since the first week of school!” Izem said.

“I don’t really get a chance to meet other people. We’re currently very busy running from a guy who keeps trying to kidnap me,” I typed.

“I’m sorry about that. I wasn’t trying to kidnap you… But you were mine first. You were stolen from me, not from Ali. I was trying to rescue you. And when you missed your appointment with the ear specialist I thought something had happened to you. Why did you choose not to go?” Izem was getting frustrated with me.

“What ear doctor?” I typed slowly, checking over my shoulder to see Ali sitting in the other room with his arms folded and his eyes on us. Ali leaned his head towards me and signed, “you ok?” I nodded to reassure him and then turned back to Izem and the screen.

“Are you kidding me? No, of course you’re not,” Izem sighed and shook his head, eyes suddenly filling with pity. “He didn’t tell you about it at all, did he? Back when I was watching you in Los Angeles… I got your medical records and sent them to an ear specialist in Geneva. He said there is a new surgery that might correct your hearing. It’s still new, but he agreed he would come here and look at you. He wasn’t hopeful that you would be ideal for the surgery, but agreed to look you over. Ali didn’t mention any of this?”

I shook my head and felt my face flush red. I wanted to look back at Ali, but I knew I couldn’t hide my anger and confusion. I knew he would race in here and I wanted to hear what else Izem had to say.

“If things went well… If he COULD do the surgery on you, I thought we could go to Geneva for your surgery and recover there. I wanted to be the first voice you heard when it was over. I gave him all of the information just before I went to see you at the resort. That was the first time I got to talk with you. You looked so scared. I thought maybe he had told you about the surgery and you didn’t want it.”

“No,” I typed, “He didn’t mention any of it. He said you were a bad man who had many cubs and would hurt me. I didn’t even know you existed until I saw you at the resort.”

“No, Ali was supposed to tell you all about me, tell you all of the things I did to prepare for you. He told me he did that the first few days you were getting to know each other. That was what he was doing, watching you and looking out for you while I was away. Then when you got hurt, I tried to come see you. They didn’t let me in the gate. It’s why I had to sneak to see you at the resort. Ali told me you were damaged, maybe wouldn’t even walk.” Izem was getting angry. I saw a vein in his thick, muscular neck throbbing.

I reached over and touched his hand. “I’m sorry… You are hurt. He says you have many cubs in different cities. He just has me,” I typed. I couldn’t think of what to say or what to believe. It was all just two completely opposite sides of a coin I didn’t ask for.

“Many cubs? That’s not even how Pendik travesti this works. You were to be mine! That’s what he told you? I’m afraid to ask what else he told you. So many lies, Emi. To you, to me, to the associates. He was claiming my business deals were his. It’s amazing what he will do to keep you,” Izem shook his head.

“None of this bothers you? You had EVERYTHING stolen from you. Your chance to learn, to be a normal college guy, to grow up. Didn’t you have a dream? Didn’t you ever want to be a fireman or army soldier? What about your writing? Your high school counselor said you excelled at it. Have you kept up with it? Does Ali even know the things you are good at? Does he even care?”

“He didn’t even give you a choice on your hearing loss. Doesn’t that make you wonder what he doesn’t want you to hear? Why he wants to control your information? He stole your choices, Emi and you really don’t seem upset in the least about any of it.” Izem fumed.

He looked into my eyes with confusion as though he were asking, “Is anyone in there? Anyone at home?”

“I am… upset. I just. I don’t know. This whole thing is so confusing and I don’t know what to believe or whom to trust here. Ali has been so kind to me and he’s loved me like no one ever has. He was the first to make me feel things. My heart, my skin, my… bottom. I love him so much. It’s so hard to listen to these things and believe them. It’s not the lion I know,” I typed and started to sniff back tears.

Izem reached for a box of kleenex from the side table and handed one to me. I blew my nose and wiped the few tears away. He held up another and dabbed at my cheek. I was sure Ali was behind me, ready to break the glass. I didn’t dare turn to look.

“I don’t want to upset you,” Izem began, “That’s not what I’m here to do. Look… You love him. I lost that battle before I even got a chance to fight. I could have made you so happy and you me. It’s not hard to see why you didn’t even last a week without me here. You are so beautiful, little one. If it weren’t him, someone else would have stolen you.”

“Your heart is his, and honestly, he is crazy about you. I have seen him go through boys like… this tissue,” Izem picked up my used kleenex and tossed it to the trash. “But with you he seems transformed, protective, tamed. It’s honestly the first time I’ve ever seen him in love. We grew up together… used to be best friends. I didn’t think anyone could ever tame him. There is a bond between you two that I envy. And worse because it should have been mine…”

He turned back to me sadly, “I’m not here asking you to choose me. That wouldn’t be fair and I can see that fight is useless. I’m asking you to choose yourself. Stand up and if you need to, I will be there to help you do it. Choose Emerson.”

“Right now your world is so simple, so controlled,” he continued. “It feels great right now to be adored and provided for. You’re so young and it seems so simple. Everything is right in place forever and always… But the more of yourself you give away, the fewer options you have when you’re older. Cubs grow up, sweet one. No one is a puppy forever. What will you have then? No education, no job skills, no options. Will it be enough then to just be his houseboy who raises his children and says yes because he has lost memory of the word no?”

“Yes, Emi, I would have loved to be your man, to raise you properly and help you grow. I would have done everything that didn’t hold you back. I would have disciplined you like a proper cub but also built you up to know your value, seek your passions… But you already chose Ali. I can see that plainly. I can’t change that. I wouldn’t want to disrupt your happiness. But please, don’t forget to also choose Emi,” Izem finished.

I nodded. I was numb. An information bomb had been dropped on my candy land and I needed to process it. I drew my knees up into my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. I felt my heart pumping in my ear and read the last line several times in my head.

“Oh! I almost forgot!” Izem said with a sudden smile as he grabbed my hand excitedly. That apparently drew another angry knock on the glass from Ali because I saw Izem jolt and give an annoyed look over his left shoulder.

He rolled his eyes and gave me a wink. He reached for the box again and pulled out a small, wrapped gift. “This belongs to you. I wrapped it just so Ali could see you open a gift from me and burn with jealousy,” He said with a laugh.

I carefully peeled at the wrapping and found a brown paper box. Inside was a small, faded blue stuffed bear. It was about three inches long and had a broken keychain attached to its head. It felt like it was stuffed with little bean pellets. On its chest it had the LA Dodgers logo.

I turned it over in my hand and then caught sight of the made in China tag. Over it in permanent marker was written, “EAK.” My initials brought back a flood of memories.

**********

When I was younger, I was assigned one of those “big brothers”, a volunteer mentor named Mark. He was a college student and learning sign language. I didn’t understand my feelings for him, but now I could sort out that I had a gigantic crush. He was older, athletic, and treated me like the big brother I’d always wanted.

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So here I am. Lying on Robby’s bed. He’s kneeling over my face. Not so gently sliding his cock into my mouth. My first blow job turned from me giving one to getting my face fucked. And you know what? I don’t hate it. It took some getting used to but once I did it was “ride me cowboy!”

I always told him I’d do anything he wanted and well I guess he decided to take me up on it. My hands were wrapped around him. Holding his ass cheeks and pulling him into me. Occasionally I’d gag from him hitting the back of my throat. I felt bad but think he kinda liked it. And well this is my first time. What do you expect?

I could tell he was getting ready to cum. His balls were tensing up and cock was throbbing a bit. I was both petrified and craving that load. I had no idea what he was going to do. And honestly I had no choice in the matter. He never slowed down. A quick “I’m gonna cum…” and then… Wait. I’m getting ahead of myself here…

I met Robby online about 5 years ago. I’d never been with a man before. Well being honest, I had one drunken encounter in college that I only vaguely remember. It was always a blur and I always wondered what we did. I guess I get an asterisk next to my claim of being a virgin huh? Or does it still count if I don’t remember?

Robby and I chatted online for years. We shared a lot of interests and spent a lot of time talking about them and building a great “virtual” friendship. I’m not going to try to lie though; we had plenty of intense sex chats and video cybersex sessions. I really enjoyed everything about him and I knew that if I were to ever really be with a man it would be him. It had to be him really because I knew it would mean more with someone I knew so well. Someone that could make me want him so much over a computer screen and phone calls HAD to be amazing in person. I needed to find out!

We had set up times to meet and something always came up. One of us had something suddenly come up. I know most if not all mine were genuine (and not fear) and I hoped his were too. This time, we had set up to meet at a local bar at lunch. The morning came and neither of us had backed out. My heart skipped a beat and I was both excited and little scared. There was no way I was backing out. Besides, we were just meeting for a beer. Nothing had to happen if I didn’t want it to.

Twelve came and I was there. I was watching the TV sipping on my beer, trying to act normal and not show that my heart was racing. I was going through a million scenarios in my mind how this would go.

“Chris?”. I was immediately brought back to reality by the sound of Robby’s voice.

He sat across from me in the booth and was even better looking in person than he was over the computer. I wanted to slide under that table and go down on him right then and there. Thinking that might be too forward, and the fear of him not feeling the same about me, I kept to my seat. The conversation just flowed like we had been best friends for years (we had). No uncomfortable small talk. Just leaving off at our last chat about cars, housing projects and all our mutual areas of interest.

I glanced at the TV and an hour had gone by. How did that happen? I did notice Bağdat caddesi travesti I started to feel a little bit of a buzz. Then it happened. The waitress came over to see if we needed anything and Robby asked me if I wanted a shot of tequila. That was the agreed upon sign that one would ask if we wanted to take this to the next level.

I replied “Oh yeah definitely!” The waitress left and then came back with the shots. We did them and promptly paid our tab and hopped in the car to his house.

His house was only a couple minutes from the bar so we were there at his door before I knew it. He looked at me and said “Are you sure you are ready for this?”

I said “Well…” then proceeded to pin him against the wall my right thigh rubbing his groin and planted a hard passionate kiss on him. I felt his hardness against my thigh.

He reached down with his right hand and rubbed my hardness too. It felt so good. I could have kept going but he stopped to open the door.

We walked in and he directed me to have a seat. I did as I was told. Always seems to like the idea of being submissive but that’s another story.

We sat on the couch and he pounced on me. His tongue began probing my mouth and his weight on top of me pinning me to the couch. This time it was his thigh rubbing my throbbing cock through my jeans.

He left my mouth and started kissing down my neck, unbuttoning my shirt and running his lips and tongue down my neck to my stomach. His moth never left my skin and he had my jeans around my ankles before I knew it.

My straining cock pointing straight up and as hard as it had ever been. I’m about 7 inches and average thickness I guess.

Robby gently held my throbbing member telling me how much he loved my cock. He took off his shirt and then dropped to the floor. He ran his tongue up the underside of my balls then cock and I saw fireworks. He took a little into his mouth and began to give me the most amazing blow job I had ever gotten. Amazing. I didn’t think I could last long with how expertly he was sucking me.

I struggled to get free from him and pinned him down on the floor as we fell off the couch. I went straight for his shorts. I unbuttoned them and slid them down and his cock sprang out to greet me. He was about the same size as me but had a huge fat head. I didn’t bother to take his short off I just grabbed that meat. I was on fire. I needed it!

My first cock was now in my hand. It was hard but soft. It felt kind of odd but also amazing. Different than mine. The thought of what I was doing hit me for a split second but then I just had to have it.

I did exactly like Robby had done and ran my tongue up the base of his balls to the underside of his cock and then proceeded to take in a bit of that cock head in my mouth. The warmth of it. The musky man smell. My god, I was meant to be a cocksucker. While I started giving my first blow job, Robby proceeded to take off his shorts and shirt.

I was now taking most of him in my mouth. The feeling of his head almost at my throat was wonderful. I could taste his precum and that just turned me on more. All of a sudden he flipped us over and was Bostancı travesti kneeling above my face.

He asked if I meant it when I told him I’d do anything he wanted. At that moment I wanted that cock in my mouth so bad that I would have agreed to be gang raped by the Green Bay Packers so of course I said “Oh yeah baby. I’m yours. Whatever you want.”

He rotated around and lowered his balls into my mouth and commanded me to suck them. I sucked on one then the other.

I then opened wide so I could take them both deep into my mouth. He was so deep my nose pressed up against his asshole. That didn’t bother me in the slightest. To be honest, I was in pure heaven. He continued giving me the tea bag treatment then pulled them out of my mouth.

Before I had a chance to complain, he rotated back to face me and knelt over me. He leaned forward pushing his cock into my mouth and started gently fucking my mouth.

I was loving that. He took his cock out grabbed and smacked my cheeks and mouth a few times making me begs for it.

He said “Get up, we’re going to the bedroom!” I nodded and eagerly followed him. Walking behind him I saw what a fantastic ass he had. I just wanted to grab it and run my tongue over it right there on the stairs.

When we got in his bedroom he had me get up on the bed and he quickly got back to kneeling over my face. He went back to the slow gently strokes in and out of my mouth. He started building up speed and depth.

He asked me if I wanted more.

I couldn’t answer any more than a grunt so he must have assumed I was OK with it or didn’t care. Soon his balls were slapping against my chin and my nose was buried in public hair. I think he was almost as deep as he could go. I felt him even further in my throat.

His balls started tensing up and cock was throbbing a bit. I was both petrified and craving that load. I had no idea what he was going to do. And honestly I really had no choice in the matter. He never slowed down.

A quick “I’m gonna cum.” and he pulled out jerking his load into my face.

Some went in my hair, some my cheeks. My eyes… I’m coated. A couple globs into my mouth which I quickly swallowed. A small taste. A tease. He tasted better than mine! I wanted more. Once his spasm stopped he sat back panting.

“Don’t move baby, I’ll clean you up.” he said.

He told me to lay there and close my eyes as he wiped away the cum with a warm towel. I loved I could smell it on my skin and taste it in my mouth. I think the room smelled of sex. Or maybe it was just that I was in sensory overload!?!?!

After he finished cleaning me he gave some attention to my aching cock. He rubbed the towel with it coating it with his cum and started slowly jerking it. I moaned in satisfaction. His hand felt so good.

I was dying to cum. I didn’t care how quickly it happened. I just needed to cum. Now! As he jerked me though a new need arose. I needed to be fucked. I needed him in me. That urge overpowered my desire to cum.

I begged him repeatedly… “Fuck me please baby! Please???” I said.

After my begging got more urgent he stopped jerking me and pulled my legs Kartal travesti up onto his shoulders.

He squirted some lube onto a finger and put a big blob right on my man pussy. That caused a tingle up my spine. I needed him in me.

As he pressed one finder into me pushing the lube in I let out a soft moan. It felt so good… even better than my own fingers in the shower. He worked up to 2 and then 3 and I was about to lose it… “Come on baby. Get in me. Now!! Please???”

He reached for a condom and unwrapped it. As he was about to put it on I smacked it out of his hand.

“Fuck that thing!!” I said. “I need to feel you. Only you.” I stated.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Oh yeah. I’ve wanted you to fill me with your load forever now. Please just fuck me now. Whatever you want baby. I’ll do whatever.” I begged.

He paused for a minute.

“Come on…Fuck me now! Please!!” I continued to beg.

He took out his fingers and placed the head of his cock right at my hole. He applied a little pressure and slid in a little bit. His fat head was stretching me good. It kinda hurt a little bit but it was an “oh my god gimme more” kind of pain. He started rocking back and forth into me. And then the head popped into me completely. I groaned and grunted in ecstasy. It was amazing but I needed more.

“Come on baby. Fuck that ass!” I moaned.

He rocked back and forth some more. Going a little deeper each time. The fullness was amazing. He was definitely thicker than anything I’ve had in me before. And it was absofuckinglutely amazing!

I groaned with each thrust. He grunted as he built up speed.

“You are fucking amazing!!” I yell.

Finally he rocked forward with all his weight and was balls deep in me. I let out a loud yelp as that was deeper than anything had been in me too. Again, Mind numbingly amazing! He stayed there a moment and let me adjust then started pounding away at me. It was fucking unlike anything I had ever felt before and I didn’t want him to stop. Ever! I was hooked on cock.

He was going at it hard and with each balls beep pounding into me I was moaning a screaming and begging for him to go harder and faster! I spit into my hand and grabbed my cock and started jerking furiously.

I was probably about 5 strokes from blowing and he announced he was about to cum.

“Me too!” I yelled.

I started to cum and it was an amazingly intense mind numbing orgasm. Shooting up to my face and chest. I was so out of it I didn’t notice that Robby too was cumming.

His body was writhing and he was moaning. He was shooting deep into my body and filling me with his cum.

He collapsed on me…My legs still up on his shoulders and his twitching cock still in me… I could feel the shudders in his body as he slowly pulled out. We were both spent. Out of breath.

“How’d you like it?” He asked?

“Enough to do this.” I said. With that I wrapped my arms around him and passionately kissed him. The sweat. The scent of sex filling my senses. Then I stopped.

Looked at him and said “Wow…Baby you are amazing. I wish we didn’t wait so long…Wow… Just wow!”

Robby smiled and I slid down under him grabbed his softening cock and licked the drop of cum off the tip that had collected and enthusiastically swallowed it. I then squeezed the last drop out of him and snacked on that.

Oh my god that was amazing… I’m hooked and I needed more… like right now…

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Editor’s note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations.

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Chapter 1: First Touch

When I left home for college, I was 18 years old and totally naïve. I spent most of my high school years trying to get lucky, but I was very shy and just didn’t know how to act around women. The sum of my sexual experience included masturbation, porn, and more masturbation, with an occasional date where I wanted to be aggressive, but couldn’t get the nerve up to do it.

I moved to a town about an hour from my parents, and I settled in easily to the partying lifestyle. I rented a house with two roommates, and there was a party every night somewhere, just like in any typical college town.

One afternoon during the first few weeks of class, a guy that went to the high school I had attended called and said he had a job interview in the town I was in, and he needed a place to crash for a couple of days. He was 23, and I had been a friend of his younger sister’s in school, so I knew him somewhat, but we were not close friends. I gave him directions, and told him he could stay in the house if he bought some beer – none of us were legal yet to buy it on our own, and he was more than happy to help us out.

He arrived in the afternoon, and we made a beer run first thing. My housemates and I proceeded to get wasted, and we had a blast playing drinking games until the after midnight. After several hours of partying, I told him that I was going to crash and headed off to my bedroom, which was located at the far end from the rest of the bedrooms in the house.

Bert was going to sleep in the extra bed in my room, so I crawled into my bed wearing my tshirt and BVDs, and just before I turned out the light, he came in with another six-pack of beer and some porn magazines. I was a little surprised, but this was XXX porn, and all I had was a stash of soft core mags. He asked if I wanted a beer and a magazine to look at, and of course I was all for it!

He handed me a beer and a magazine, and sat on the other bed. Neither of us talked for a long time, and I for one was Göztepe travesti intent on what I was reading (and I was steadily sipping the beer). It was pretty high quality XXX porn, and I was really getting into the pictures, especially the ones that showed blowjobs.

Before long I realized that Bert was sitting on the floor beside my bed looking over my shoulder at the pictures that I was so absorbed in. We made a few comments as I turned each page, mostly about how hot the women were or the positions they were using. I finally turned to a photo that showed a hot blonde giving head to a huge cock.

Bert said: “Blowjobs sure feel good, don’t they?”

“Umm…..I don’t know.” I replied.

He proceeded to ask me some questions about my sexual experiences, and I was embarrassed but told him the truth- that I hadn’t done anything except for kissing and making out, and occasionally copping a feel from a girl. He told me that there was nothing to be ashamed of, there was plenty of time to learn and explore, and then he asked me a few more things.

“Bill, do you masturbate?” was his next question.

“Umm…yes I do.” was the only reply I could stutter out.

He asked me how big my cock was, and I just mumbled that I didn’t know (even though I had measured it at just under 9 inches, but was embarrassed to say so). Casually, he asked if he could see it real quick, just to compare it to his, so I said something like “ok, I guess so”. I lifted the covers a little, and lifted the waist on my underwear for about 2 seconds, then I covered up again, embarrassed. He told me it looked very nice, and that women would love it one day. A few minutes later, he suggested that I would probably be more comfortable without tight underwear on, and I thought about it and decided he was right. I slid my underwear off under the covers and I have to say it was much more comfortable.

After a few more sips of beer and a few more pages of porn, he asked if he could see my cock again, because he didn’t get a good look at it the first time. I was wrapped up in the porn, and I shrugged Küçükyalı travesti my shoulders and nodded my head. He lifted the blanket up, and threw it to the side, and there I was, very erect, veins standing out, twitching as I looked at the pictures. He told me again that it looked very nice, and that he was sure once ladies saw it they would love it. I didn’t know how to react to that. For a few minutes after that, I laid there absorbing the pictures, and he was looking at my cock, the porn, and my cock again.

He asked me how often I masturbated, and I confessed that I did it a couple of times every day. Bert told me that was normal, and all guys did it, whether they admitted it or not. Next, he asked me how I masturbated, and all I could think to say was that I did it the normal way. When he asked me what that meant, I didn’t have any answer, and he asked me to show him, to see if I did it the same way he did. Without really thinking about it, I reached down and stroked myself a few times, arching my back up toward my hand, holding my cock just under the head. He watched very intently, then I realized what I was doing and stopped, kind of abruptly. Bert smiled, and said that looked exactly like the way he did it. He thanked me for showing him, and I mumbled something and went back to looking at porn.

Bert finally asked me if he could touch my cock, to see how hard it was- he said it looked very hard, and he was just curious. I guess I was feeling pretty good, and the porn had me pretty excited, so I told him to go ahead. He sat up, leaned toward me, and I felt his hand touch my cock….I couldn’t help but moan when he did, and my cock twitched and swelled up. This was the first time my cock had ever been touched by someone else, and I couldn’t believe how good it felt, even though I tried to act cool about it. His fingers touched me very lightly, and he ran them from the tip to the base while I squirmed around. Bert said I got harder than he did, and then he just left his hand lying on my thigh. I went back to the porn magazine, trying to calm myself down.

While I lay there, Avrupa yakası travesti he kept talking to me, about the women in the pictures, the cocks in the pictures, the cum, everything. After a few minutes, I felt his hand on my cock again, and I didn’t object. He was running his fingers up my cock, tracing the veins with his hands, and eventually he wrapped his hand around me. I was having trouble staying still, and he seemed to be enjoying himself. Eventually, he asked me if I wanted a blowjob, so I would know what one was like when a woman did it for me. In the state I was in, it didn’t take me long to blurt out “YES!”.

Bert smiled, then moved down the bed, still kneeling on the floor. He pulled the blanket completely off me, and asked me to take off the t-shirt I had on, then he held my cock by the base and looked at it, complimenting me on the veins again. Finally, he bent down and licked the side of my shaft, very lightly, and ran his tongue up from the base to the top. I thought I would pass out!

Finally, he leaned over my cock and ran his tongue around the rim of the head, while he held the base with his hand. My cock was so swollen, and every inch of my body felt alive as he slid the head of my cock into his mouth. He was sliding down my shaft very slowly, letting me feel every bit of it as he sucked. I was lifting my hips off the bed, arching my back toward his mouth, and moaning, while he sucked and played with my balls at the same time. As he got faster, I got louder, and finally I told him I was going to cum. Bert held my cock by the base, stopped, and told me to lay back and enjoy it.

As I started to cum, Bert moved his mouth up and down my cock faster. I tensed up, pushed into his mouth, and started to shoot the biggest load I have ever shot into his mouth. He kept going, taking all the cum, squeezing my cock til I was finished, then he licked it off the shaft and head. I lay there breathing heavy for a few minutes, while he held my cock, then he asked me if I liked it.

I have to say I was quick to answer “YES!”. He laughed, and told me that he enjoyed doing it, and that I had a very nice cock. After that, he asked me to sleep nude the rest of the night, and went to his bed and turned out the light. I laid there awake for a while, trying to comprehend what had just happened.

I’ll write the rest of the story soon….let me know if you enjoyed this!

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