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Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Metro Encounter by dk2891

(High School) Metro Encounter
(MMMMM/sleep/orgy/anal/oral/1st time)

"Whoa! Look at that dude!", whispered Colin as he pointed at this businessman napping on one of the metro benches as the train hurtled along.

It was the end of an apparently long day for him, but, unlike the normal ride home, there were just a few people on the train and no one but he and a few high school kids in this car. He'd gotten stuck working on an almost universal holiday and consequently was the only guy heading home from work this late. The five boys were impressed though, he was a very good looking man. He looked to be in his early thirties, thick brown hair cut short and still gelled into place after a long day, his five o'clock shadow darkening his jaw a bit. His lips were red and parted as he snored lightly, his eyes fluttering under their lids. He was dressed professionally, his jacket already off, but still wearing a light blue shirt and a dark tie,the shirt tucked neatly into his black slacks, where his crotch appeared to be quite well packed.

"Damn", muttered the youngest boy, Joseph, at only 17, "he's cute."

The five teens stood and gawked at him for a bit, before 18 year old Colin chuckled, "Dude, he's got a boner."

He was still asleep, but they were dead on, his tight slacks were starting to tent as his big cock awoke from some dream he was having. The boldest of the five, Patrick slowly started rubbing his own prick through his baggy shorts, "I want a piece of that."

"Don't be stupid", admonished Colin, the semi-leaderof the group, "we're on the fucking metro."

The boys were basically just a loose collection of skaters and punks from the local private school. They were social outcasts in the Catholic school that their parents had forced them to attend. It wasn't that they were stupid, they simply didn't care and the change in venue from public to private school hadn't changed that. It helped too, that they were all into dick. Colin was tall and thin, with very short bleached hair. He wore dark framed glasses along with a steel stud just below his bottom lip and had a little dark stubble growing on his chin where he hadn't shaved in a few days, considering school was out. He had on an ugly retro button-down shirt, left untucked and hanging over his black jeans. Patrick was the looker of the group and in some ways, Colin's rival. He was tall, like the other boy, but had a more muscled build. His dark brown hair was done into long, wild spikes, which matched well with his skater garb. He had a steel choker around his neck and dressed in almost all black, his tight-shirt fitting the contours of his chest like a glove.

He kept rubbing his dick as he scoffed at Colin, "So what? Nobody's around."

Daniel was the next one to weigh in, "Hell, he'd probably beg us for it if he was awake."

Daniel was the only natural blonde of the group. His hair had the appearance of being unwashed and unkempt, as if he'd simply gotten up out of bed this morning thrown on some clothes and hit the door. He wore a black wife beater, which hugged his lean body and showed a few stray strands of blonde hair peaking out from under his arms.

"Look at his mouth! Fuck, he's probably dreaming of sucking cock right now."

His comment drew their attention to the man's mouth as he exhaled deeply in sleep and flicked his tongue out over his lips, wetting them and parting them a littlefurther.

"Come on Dave", sighed Colin, "tell them this is idiotic."

He sighed, the growing bulge in his shorts belying Dave's feelings.

"I don't know Col, he's a fucking hottie. I'd love to get a taste of that."

Dave was probably the most far out of the group, with several earrings adorning his ears, a small nose ring, and a similar stud to Colin's. He wore eyeliner, which made his eyes stand out. His hair was disheveled, but in a purposeful manner, unlike Daniel's, standing out inseveral different directions. He wore a tight red t-shirt, which showed his perpetually hard nipples, which he hadn't gotten pierced yet.

"Come on", whined Joseph, "it'll be fun, Colin."

His hair was dyed black and formed into a mohawk of sorts,though the sides weren't shaved and it was a little short to look totally right. Though he was young, Joseph had a nice body, short, tight, and somewhat built.

Colin threw his hands up, "Whatever guys. I'm not the boss of you", his expression displaying his annoyance at being unable to rein them in.

"Hell yeah", grinned Patrick throwing a wink in Colin's direction. "Why don't you get him started Dave?"

Dave answered without hesitation and sauntered over to the sleeping businessman, quietly kneeling next to him. He laid his hand on the guy's hard cock and massaged it lightly through his fully extended slacks. A quiet groan escaped from his mouth, but he didn't wake up. The pierced skater deftly unbutton andunzipped his slacks, and carefully dragged them down his body, leaving him only in his jockey shorts. Dave licked his lips and then lowered his face into the hottie's musky crotch, licking his hard length through the material. He continued that action as their victim's breathing started to increase slightly.

Patrick smiled, "Come on dude, suck him all the way. I want him to wake up with your fucking nose in his pubes."

As Dave worked to pull the soaked jockeys off, Patrick unbuttoned his own shorts and slid them down his body along with his cum-stained underwear. He finally wrapped his hand around his long, thin prick and sighed lightly, slowly jacking it as he watched. The rest of the boys, save for Colin who wouldn't admit to being turned on bythis, followed suit, exposing their diverse cocks. They ranged in a number of departments, from Patrick's long, thin one, with an average patch of black hair crowning it, to Joseph's fat 6 inches with almost no pubic hair, to Daniel's 7 incher with a sweeping curve to its length. Dave finally got the businessman's cock free as he slid the jockeys down. He didn't take any time to admire it's 9 inches, quickly taking the spongy cockhead into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the leaking head rapidly, bringing a groan from the sleeping man. He closed his eyes and sucked hard, sliding down the length. It took him a moment to swallow down the whole length, but he had practiced with dudes this big, so it wasn't that tough. Hell, just last week he'd coerced the school chaplain into fucking his face and he was just as big as this guy. With his nose buried in the guy's pubes, as Patrick had instructed, he sucked hard and bobbed his head over the length, his hard member shining with his saliva. Still nothing but moans. Frustrated at not waking him up, Patrick brought his hand up and tickled his hairy nuts, lightly massaging them as his saliva trickled down, pooling on the wrinkly sack.

"Come on, man", muttered Patrick, now flogging his dick and desperate to get in on some action.

Still not getting the desired response, Dave trailed his hand down the man's balls and into the crevice of his ass, buried between his thighs. His fingers pushed past his muscular thighs and dipped into his ass crack, finally finding his hole. He prodded it lightly and caressed the edges with his bony fingers.

"Oh fuck", muttered the businessman, instinctively taking on of his big hands and pressing it into Dave's thick, disheveled hair. His eyes fluttered open and he gasped, making eye contact with Patrick as he beat his meat. "What...?", he began sleepily, taking his eyes off of Patrick and sliding over to cute, grungy Daniel and then Joseph who was jacking his thick cock with the vigor of a 15 year old.

"Good morning", Patrick said sarcastically. "Are you enjoying Dave?"

"Ugh", he groaned as Dave jammed one of his fingers up the man's tight asshole, "Yeah... I don't understandthough... Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter. We're just some boys looking for a good time. We thought you could help us out."

Before he could answer, Daniel, clad only his his black beater, stepped towards him. The businessman's eyes followed him as he approached, Dave still crouched at his crotch sucking away at his tool, while fucking his ass with one long finger. Daniel, climbed up on the bench with him his long, curved cock pointing directly at his red lips.

"I'm not ga-", hebegan, but was interrupted when the 18 yearold's cock pressed into his mouth, silencing him.

"Suck my dick, bitch!", hollered Daniel as he pushed his cock almost all the way in. His gag reflex kicked in quickly and Daniel pulled back mercifully. He just kinda sat there for a moment though, Daniel's hard cock resting on his tongue. "I said, suck my dick. If you don't, I'm gonna fucking rape your throat. You know you want it."

He got the message and tentatively began nursing on the pulsing head of Daniel's leaking cock.

"Oh yeah,fucker", he cooed as the cocksucker's ability gradually increased as he sucked. He pulled his dick from the man's mouth and taunted him, "Come on, try and get it. You love my big prick, don't you?"

He didn't answer, but desperately tried to get it back in his mouth while the blonde batted his prickly cheeks with his dick, leaving sticky patches of saliva and precum all over them and on his lips. He finally grabbed the head of Daniel's swinging dick with his lips and sucked it in, earning a groan from the throat of the grungy teenager. By now, young Joseph was ready to get in on the action. He yanked his shirt up over his head, making him the first person totally naked. His entire body was a creamy white, that clashed harshly with the golden cross hanging between his pecs, the stark black hair on his head, as well as the lighter brown hair which dusted his underarms and crotch very lightly. He stepped over to the businessman and immediately stripped open his shirt, sending buttons scattering over the floor of the metro train. He barely even noticed, never missing a beat on Daniel's big cock. His chest, broad and lightly haired heaved from the treatment he was getting from Dave, who had released the man's heavy prick and had sunk down to his ass, tongue-fucking him in a frenzy. Joseph loosened the man's tie and pulled it from his collar, leaving it hanging around his neck while he stripped the shirt all the way off. Using one hand to twist one of their victim's nipples, the other pushed up his arm and Joseph sank his face into the furry recesses of his sweaty armpit. His thick tongue washed over the rough hair and tasted his salty sweat, he inhaled the manly scent while lapping up the musky fluids.

It was too much of a scene for Colin, who had given into his hormones and now found his hand eagerly stroking away at his meat. Here was this random dude, probably in his thirties, getting his face fucked by an18 year old skater. Meanwhile, with only his dark blue tie over his sweaty chest, he's getting his fucking nipple twisted off by this18 year old punk, who's face is buried in his armpit. Then there was Dave, with all his piercings, sucking out this dude's sweet ass. What more could you ask for?

"Dave", Patrick began, "get your tongue out of his assand fuck him". Dave pulled out and looked over at the cute senior.

"But I..."

"No buts. I want you to loosen him up for us." Dave looked disappointed, but listened, quickly stripping his own clothes off.

"Us?" Colin asked, glancing over at Patrick. But, he was interrupted as the businessman pulled off Daniel's slimy prick.

"Hold up, guys. Don't fuck me, please! Jesus! I've got a wife, I'm not gay."

"Aw, fuck you", said Daniel. "You said you weren't gay earlier and you've been fucking hoovering my meatever since. You gotta be the worst hetero I everseen", he spat, forcing the older man back onto his dick.

Joseph, by now, had slid down and had taken over sucking the man's giant cock. He wasn't quite as good a cocksucker as Dave, but he got most of it... surely to the man's pleasure. His deft hand jerked the rest of it hard, spilling an awful lot of precum into his mouth. He hummed around the tortured cock and felt it pulse... he knew that this dude wouldn't last long, but they were all pretty surprised that he had gone this long without blowing his wad. Dave lifted the older man's legs and encouraged him to wrap them around him, which he did. He placed his teen cock at the opening of the man's ass and roughly pushed it in, nearly bottoming out in one stroke.

He probably would have screamed if it weren't for the fact that he was getting a blowjob at the same time...and, of course, the fact that his mouth was full of cock. He still groaned painfully, though, the sound running through Daniel's cock in his mouth.

"Oh, fuck dude. I'm gonna blow all over your face!",exclaimed Daniel as he jerked his cock from it's place in his mouth.

His cute face contorted as the first blast spasmed out of his prick and splattered over the businessman's lips. He grabbed his cock and aimed it, sending another load splashing across the stubble on his cheek, with a third spurting against his chin, with much smaller fourth and fifth loads dribbling down onto his hairy chest.

"Yeah", he sighed, grinning as he jacked a few more drops out of hiscock. Watching him flick his tongue out and taste the teen spunk all over his lips.

Daniel grinned, "Come on Joseph, trade me spots. Feed him that monster of yours and hose him down."

They switched places, with Daniel sinking down into his crotch, while Dave pounded away at his ass. Sweat rolled down the teen's smooth chest as his glistening cock drove in and out of the businessman's tight ass. The dull burning pain in his ass had faded into a pretty pleasurable high every time Dave struck his prostate.

"Oh yeah", he grunted, "fuck me harder",before gobbling up Joseph's slick cock. "Fuck. I'm gonna paint your guts with my cum, dude", panted Dave as he pistoned into his victim.

"Yeah, that's it Dave", moaned Patrick still tugging at his cock, "breed his ass. Make it good and loose for Colin and I."

"Yessir", grinned Dave, his wild hair soaked with sweat. "You ready, bitch? Come on. Flex that ass if you want my load." His fuck chute tightened around Dave's prick like a vice, "Oh, fuck yeah. Ugh! Here it comes!"

He cast his head back and buried his cock into his ass all the way to the pubes, letting loose a torrent of hot cum into his ass. Taking a deep breath from the exertion, he finally pulled his prick free with a slick pop. "He's all yours, boys."

Patrick stripped off his shirt, exposing his well defined body to the group and leaving him naked, "Come on Colin, strip down."

He complied, pulling his pants the rest of the way off and unbuttoning his shirt and dropping it to the ground. He had a patch of dark brown hair in between his pecs, as well as a trail leading from his navel down to the thick forest of hair around his cock. He watched Joseph intently as the young man fucked the businessman's face with youthful vigor, the crossbouncing against his sweaty chest as he thrusted.Dave, ever loving oral action, had positioned himself behind the teenager and was eating out his musky ass, leaving a look of dazed lust on Joseph's face.

"Alright, Patrick. What are we going to do?" "I'm gonna make this mother fucker sit on my cock, andyou're going to get in the same position as Dave was and then we're gonna double fuck him til he's delirious.

Colin couldn't help but grin, "Sounds awesome."

Patrick got him into position, which he did while never losing contact with either Joseph's fuck stick or Daniel's mouth. Still sucking the teenager's prick, the businessman lowered himself down onto Patrick's long cock.

"Yeah", sighed Patrick, enjoying the feeling of the cum-lubed ass enveloping his cock. Colin approached slowly, which made their victim finally realize what they planned on doing. He spat out Joseph's cock, a long line of spit from his mouth still connected to the sex organ.

"No! I can't take you bo--

" Joseph roughly slammed his cock back into the man's mouth all the way down to his sparse pubes.

"Go forit, Colin. Fuck this bitch good." He grinned and spread the businessman's legs once again, finding his already stuffed hole waiting for him. Patrick pulled out a little bit, giving Colin some room to work is prick in. Their heads met, and he groaned painfully into Joseph's groin.

"Oh Christ", Colin moaned, "this is tight."

"Hell yeah, it is", grinned Patrick, his eyes glinting, "now, get in all the way. I wanna feel your cock next to mine."

Patrick reached around and grabbed the older man's furry pecs and kneaded them, before pinching his nipples harshly. Colin thrusted in forcefully, impaling their victim on two cocks at once. He felt like he could cum right then, but held off, and slowly pulled off, the ridge of his cockhead dragging across Patrick's dick in the tight confines of their shared ass. He pushed back in and got into a rhythm with Patrick's shorter thrusts. Patrick grunted, his face flushed with lust, a little sweat beading up on his forehead,

"Jesus, I'm not gonna last... You know, Colin. We don't have to be rivals! Ugh... Yeah... C'mon. Rock that fucker against me."

"I know", moaned Colin, plunging into the tightness again. He cast his head back briefly, what little hair he has matting against his forehead with sweat.

"I think I'm learning that... oh yeah."

At that, Joseph pulled his dick from the businessman's mouth and cried out, Dave's tongue deep inside of his ass. When Daniel had told him to "hose him down", he wasn't kidding. The 18 year old's cock spewed a thick rope of cum straight into his cocksucker's still gaping mouth, a second followed it quickly. He pushed it down, and a third equally heavy load sprayed out onto his neck. Several more huge loads followed, coating his chest and forgotten tie with the teenager's spunk. His mouth free of cock, he cried out, but in pleasure this time.

"I'm gonna blow!" Daniel took his loads easily, scarfing up the olderman's salty load as it boiled out of his tortured dick.

"You ready, Patrick?", cried Colin, his chest slick with sweat. "I'm gonna let it go...!" "Fuck yeah, dude!" he bellowed as their cocks erupted together in the tight confines of the businessman's ass, the thick fluid mixing together and coating both them, finally dripping down their long shafts and on to their pubes and nuts. There was cum everywhere. Everyone was soaked in sweat. The train car literally reeked of sex.

"Jesus", the businessman finally said, "that was fucking amazing."

"See?" Patrick said, kissing Colin lightly in hispost-orgasmic haze, "It was a good idea."

Tuesday, 23 December 2008

Christmas Party by John from Tampa

Last weekend I went to a Christmas party held for our office workers and a good deal of of our young executives attended. I must say they came dressed very well. One executive was fairly new to the office and I kind of made it a point to check him out. He must have been a little nervous as he was drinking a lot. so I made a point of engaging him in conversation and we slowly made our way away from the crowd and went out on the terrace where we talked and I pumped him with drinks.

As the evening wore on he was really feeling no pain and he asked me if I would drive him home. I accepted with out haste and he told me where he lived in this condo complex. On the way we were almost there when he passed out. As I pulled into his parking space I managed to lift him out of the car and found his apartment was on the ground floor so it was really easy to get him to his condo. I reached into his suit jacket pocket for his keys and unlocked his door. Once inside I locked the door and laid him on the sofa and looking around I found his bedroom. I returned to the living room and carried him to his bed, laid him down, then sat him up as I removed his jacket, untied his tie and unbuttoned his shirt before laying him back down.

As I sat there I lifted his legs and laid them across my lap and I was feeling his dress shoes and sniffed them, smelling the aroma of new leather mixed with his masculine smell. I licked his shoes and then untied his laces and removed one and sniffed it. Then I took his socks off and sucked his toes. After a while I took his shirt off and his pants and underwear. I then leaned over and kissed him and kissed his chest all the way down to his cock and balls where I licked his hole and then sucked his cock. After I fucked him the first time he was starting to come around and as he opened his eyes I kissed him for a long time and he passed out again so I fucked him a couple more times and then wiped his cock and ass clean with a face cloth.

I then went to his closet and looked at his suits and about a dozen dress shoes he had seeing we were about the same size I tried on a suit and some of his shoes then while wearing a suit of his I fucked him again before leaving him with my phone number saying how much I had enjoyed his company at the party and would like to get to know him better .

Well Monday came and he walked past my office and then 10 minutes later he came by my office to thank me for taking him home saying he couldn't remember anything after we were driving to his condo. He asked if he had made a fool of himself and I told im he hadn't. I just apoligized for undressing him as I didn't want him to sleep in his suit and tie.

He told me it was no problem he appreciated my kindness saying he would like to take me out to dinner and drinks later that night. I accepted and after dinner he invited me up to his condo where we had some drinks and to my surprise he kissed me.

Thursday, 4 December 2008

Two Sleeping Firsts by karlb7

These firsts are both true.

The first time I touched another guy’s dick and balls was a buddy of mine who had gotten drunk and fallen asleep. I helped him get upstairs to his apartment and helped him out of his clothes. He had been working on his car and had gotten some sun. I woke him enough to tell him he needed to put some lotion on it before he went to sleep. He agreed but just lay there and passed out again.

I decided to be a nice guy and put the lotion on for him. Since he was asleep I started exploring. I was nervous as hell but when I touched his dick through his underwear and he didn't wake up, I got bolder and reached inside to touch the real thing. I pulled the underwear down and decided that if he woke up I would say I was putting the lotion on the line of sunburn around his waist and didn't want to get any on his underwear. I ended up pulling them down far enough to see and fondle his dick and balls and although his dick got semi-hard, that was all that happened. I chickened out and pulled his underwear back up and left.

I was young enough that I still hadn't admitted to myself that I was gay. I was in denial and trying to convince myself that it was just a phase I was going through. I was in my early 20's and still hadn't acted on my desires until one night I got a "sign."

I had gone to an adult bookstore and was in one of the booths watching one of the clips of 2 guys fucking. I thought I heard a voice say something in my ear and looked up and pictured a face. A moment later the door to my booth opened and a guy walked into the booth with me. It was his face that I had pictured just before the door opened. We started touching each other and finally I reached out and unzipped him and took out his dick. This was only the second time I had touched another man's dick, but this one was awake and reacted much quicker than my passed out buddies had. By now this guy, Robert, had my dick out as well and he whispered to me, asking if I wanted to come home with him.

I said, "Yes, but I have a confession to make. I am a virgin."

Instead of running away, this seemed to cinch the deal. I followed him out and to our cars. His apartment was only a block away so I didn't have time to chicken out. He understood my nervousness and did his best to calm me down and make the evening’s events as sensual as possible, starting with smoking a joint and then taking a shower together. The warm water of the shower was soothing and the idea of finally having a naked body to explore, one that didn't mind my curiosity, became stimulating. My first real kiss was standing naked in a shower. I finally got to feel what a hard dick felt like in my mouth and how it tasted. I also found out what it felt like to have someone’s warm moist mouth suck my dick. Before we ran out of hot water or got waterlogged, we got out of the shower and dried off.

We went to the bed and started kissing again. He laid back and let me lick and suck him all over, taking breaks while he returned the favors. When we ended up in a 69 he started playing with my asshole. It felt good and he soon had a couple of lubed fingers inside me. It felt good enough that when he asked if I wanted to try getting fucked and I agreed. He went slow and although not as pleasant as everything else that we did, it was enjoyable. After he shot his load inside my ass we rested for a few minutes and then he said it was my turn.

He gave me the choice of fucking him or a blow job. I took the blow job, and I wasn't sorry I did. There is probably no need to describe the first time that someone sucks the cum out of you and the feeling that they are about to suck your balls out as well. After I had cum we cuddled up and fell asleep. The next morning was my other sleeping first. In my sleep I had scooted down in the bed and had gotten myself under the sheets. Later Robert told me he thought I was wide awake and knew what I was doing. I found out something that morning, when you wake up and you have your tongue buried about 3 inches in another guy’s ass, it's probably NOT just a phase, you really are gay. I woke up because he was moaning and talking to me, telling me how good it felt.

Slowly I realized where I was, what we had done the night before, and what I was doing. When I finally stopped, I asked him how this had started. He realized before I did that I had initiated all of our morning activities without being awake. When he stopped laughing he filled me in on the joke.

To close the story, Robert and I stayed fuck buddies for the next few years. I was at his wedding a couple of years later and as a matter of fact, he and I christened the new apartment he would be sharing with his bride before she did.

The Festive Season in Australia - anon

I'm a voyeur at heart and my greatest thrill is to feel up straight drunken lads. The urge started in my late teens through an incident I might tell you about but not this time around. This time around it was almost an orgy of feeling up some nice looking lads.

The Festive Season in Australia, like most parts of the world has it's fair share of intoxicated young men. The main difference with most of the world is that it's summer here with hot days and balmy nights. The consequence of these two things is that drunk men sleep outdoors on benches or in parks. Now, if you wanted to you could patrol the outer fringes of the CBD most Fridays (popular drinking night without the females) and find some nice looking drunk somewhere. Maybe I'm not that keen because I don't usually do that. I like to think that I'm getting the maximum benefit and the best time to do that is the last working day before the Festive Season; it helps if it's a Friday too because Friday is anyway the traditional boy's night out.

The last time I did it I ended up setting the alarm for 3:00am and was in the City at 3:30. I did see drunken sleepers within a few minutes of walking around but there were a bit too many people around to take advantage of these young guys. I therefore started looking around the small inner city parks and I found a young fellow, well maybe early thirties, longish hair, well dressed, completely out of it on a park bench. He was on his side with his back to the bench. Although the park was just off the central city shops it was quiet and dark enough to get away with some mischief. What I did was sit in front of his crotch and then begin unbuttoning and unzipping. I was checking all the time if he showed any signs of waking but he was really dead to the world. I'm feeling behind me with glee and found he was uncircumcised, very clean (could smell the talc) and well proportioned, say 4 inches on the slack. Lovely to feel all that wobbly stuff behind you.

There was always the possibility for getting caught but when someone did pass I sat with my head in my hands pretending, obviously successfully, to be a mate of this young drunk. Anyone who did pass never looked at us twice and I didn't feel bad about it since I wasn't robbing him of anything.

I handled that cock for over an hour and in that time it was starting to show the beginnings of a hardon and that gave a thrill. This guy was however still dead to the world and it wasn't through conscious choice. It was still great to me and I handled that semi-hardon for at least another 30 minutes before I decided to move on. As a gentlemen I made sure he wasn't hanging out of his pants before I did.

There's a huge parkland area in my time where the major festivities are held an I knew by 4:45am there would be somewhere worthy of attention. I found this well proportioned, say 20 year old, obviously an athlete of some kind. He had a bit too much Christmas cheer because there was no sign of life. I started opening his very tight jeans only to find the comic touch he had on green boxers with Christmas emblems on him.

I found difficulty getting at him because of the tight jeans so I slipped my fingers through the fly of the boxers and an uncircumcised cock slipped out, 3 inches and sturdy. I tried as I might to get at the balls but to no avail.

I had to be careful where I was because it was now quite light and the slope was on a main pathway. Of course not many people around on the 'day after the night before' but a few stragglers. One couple did pass, late teens or early twenties and the male came back to speak to me - I thought I'd been sprung. It turned out that he thought I was rolling him and wanted a piece of the action. I told this young thug that I was his mate, which I don't think he believed but he did heed my warning not to touch my sleeper.

I had tucked my young drunks cock inside his pants and took it out one more time for a fondle, zipped him up and went back to the CBD so see if there was some more action. I got another two and if your interested I'll tell you about that another time.

Tuesday, 2 December 2008

An Evening in the Park by TrevorW2002

An Evening in the Park by TrevorW2002
(nc, drunk, group, molest, MMM/M)


The small park where I live is pretty and sometimes cruised by older
gay men in the evening. I’m 60 but fit and healthy and meet a couple of
friends, David and John in there on a Saturday evening to chat and
catch up on the gossip if the weather is reasonable.

The park is divided in two by a wide tarmac path, with grassed areas,
flower beds and small secluded walks with trees and bushes on either
side of the path. Here and there benches and the odd picnic tables are
scattered.

In June this year I ventured into the park around 9pm. It was a lovely
evening and I met up with John and David. We sat down the bottom end of
the park close to the toilets to see if anything was going on. We
chatted about the usual, cock, arse, politics and the price of petrol
and food. At half past nine the guy who locks the toilets arrived on his
scooter, went in the toilets and came back into view pushing a very
drunk lad of about 26 from the block.

The lad was not good on his legs, staggering and swaying. He dropped
the bag he had with a clinking sound that said he had more booze was in his
possession. Bending over to pick his bag up, his low riding jeans gave
us all a great view of white pants covering his arse. He staggered up
the path towards the top of the park, trying to pull his jeans up so
he didn't lose them.

John couldn't believe his eyes and said it had been so long since he
had had sex that the sight of the drunk lad’s arse gave him a hard on.
He went on to say that he wished the lad had lost his jeans and given us
all a real treat, a full view of his arse.

We sat a while longer and then walked up the park and turning right
half way up the main path then strolled around the secluded path where the
occasional cruiser could be found looking for sex. Half way round, we
found the lad slumped on a bend next to a picnic table drinking from
a bottle of vodka and smoking from the smell of it, a joint. We walked
past the lad and asked if he was ok?

When he looked up he was as pissed as a fart and stoned, his eyes were bloodshot and his pupils dilated. He still managed to slur a “fuck off” though.

Our drunk lad looked to be around 26 with a blonde mop of hair that
fell forward into his face. On his feet were trainers and his jeans
were low slung Levis held in place by a belt that was not doing a very
good job. This t-shirt was light blue with a picture of Snoopy on it
which made him look like an overgrown teenager. Over the t-shirt was
a fleeced hood.

We walked to the next bench and sat down and carried on talking. This
time it was al about the bloody gas and oil companies ripping us off, but at
least we could look up and watch our young man continuing to get
pissed and stoned.

Over the next hour we chatted and watched our friend drink his way
through a full bottle of vodka, swaying and almost falling off the park
bench. It was still a lovely warm evening and we decided to see if
there was anyone else around. We all wanted sex and John for one said
he would be shagging a hole in a fence at this rate. We wondered off,
up and down the park but no one else was around. We went back and sat
in front of the toilets and John lighting a cigarette, suggested we go
back and see how our drunk lad was. We didn't want him to choke on his
own vomit or anything. We all agreed it was the right thing to do, but
in truth, we all wanted another look at how low those jeans were.

Walking back round the path leading to where we left the drunk, we
found him face down on the bench with the moon light fluorescing the
white material covering his arse.

David, the bolder of us, walked over the lad and patted his back asking
if he was ok. He got no response at all. John and I joined David
looking at the half uncovered arse.

The lad was face down with his legs on the bench but both arms hung
over either side. John picked one of the arms up, shook it and again
asked if he was ok. With response he let the arm go and it fell back to
the ground with no resistance.

Standing around our drunk bum, David reached down and felt the top of
the lad’s arse. When there was no movement or resistance David pulled
the jeans a little lower to reveal even more white cotton clad arse.

Standing beside David, I asked if he was sure he should be feeling the lad’s
arse when he was obviously unconscious. John said he did not see why
not and moving to the other side of the lad opposite David ran his
fingers over the lads arse as well. Not to miss out, I did the same
thinking, “What the Hell!”

The lads arse was firm, very firm. You could bounce a pound off his
cheeks which I suspected and were lovely and warm.

John, moving towards the drunk’s head, got hold of the hood and lifted
one arm at a time starting to pull it off over his head. I looked at
John and shook my head. We just grinned and said he wanted to see the
lad’s chest. John dropped the hood and grabbing the t-shirt then
proceeded to pull that over the lad’s head as well. Drunk and stoned
into another dimension the lad's body moved where it was put and we
were all rewarded with a smooth white chest with two small nipples
glowing in the moon light.

John said, “Lets lift him on to the picnic table.”

Call me a coward but I didn't want to but then John grabbed
both arms and David both legs and they lifted his unconscious body on to the
picnic table.

Lying face up on the table, his knees bent at the edge of the table,
the lad was really a sight to behold. For all my protests at touching
the lad, my cock was hard and twitched inside my boxers.

John running his hands over the drunk’s chest commented on the fact that he had no body hair and he showed us his armpit which looked as smooth as marble. David still
stood at the lads feet grinning and reached for the feet then pulled off
first one trainer and then the other. As David stood up from putting
the trainers on the ground I could see that he was excited as his
trousers tented to the left.

John, laughing, said, “It looks like you need some relief.

David laughed and pointed to John's similar bulge
saying it looked like we all had the same problem.

John smiled and said, this was his wildest fantasy and he dared David to
pull the lads jeans off. David didn't need any encouragement. He got
hold of the drunks jeans at the ankles and told John to hold his arms while
he proceeded to pull the jeans down the lads legs and off.

We now had an unconscious drunk sprawled over the picnic table in just
a trendy pair of white Y fronts.

I couldn't help myself I moved between the lad’s legs and bent forward
to smell his groin. It smelt clean and soapy. I stood up and adjusted
my hard on which now felt wet with precum.

David reached forward and pulled the front of the white briefs forward
to reveal a cock and two balls nestled in their cotton cocoon. They
were almost hairless. This blonde lad was as smooth as a peach.

I looked up to find John rummaging in the ruck sack he always carried,
from within it he pulled out a bottle of poppers.

David was trying to turn the lad over and with Johns help they turned him
face down on the table so that this white cotton clad arse was at hip
level.

Both John and David knew my liking for rimming and David asked if
I like to sniff the lad’s arse. It was all the encouragement I needed. I got on my knees
and pressed my nose to his arse. The same soapy smell hit me and I
started to lick the lads arse through his briefs.

***********************************************************************

I had been out to a friend’s party with my girl friend and caught her
snogging one of my mates, Paul.

Furious I had punched him, grabbed a bottle of vodka and
stormed out of the party.

I wondered the town’s streets swigging the vodka until the I arrived at
the local park around quarter to eight. I went into the toilets at the
bottom of the park and sitting in one of the cubicles dropped a valium
and lit a joint. I couldn't believe Sally had kissed Paul. She was my
girl friend and though not an extrovert, I knew I was not ugly. In
fact at 22, with blonde hair, green eyes and a slim body I thought I
was quite a catch. I'd been told often enough from being 15 that I was
cute.

I was drunk when I went into the toilets, but after half an hour I was
definitely drunk. I could feel it at the back of my eyes. As I was
thinking that I needed a piss one of the park attendants walked in and
opening the door to the cubical I was in told me he was locking up the
toilets for the night. When I didn't move he got hold of my hood and pulled me to
my feet, staggering I managed to pick up the bag with the vodka
before I felt myself dragged out of the toilets.

It must have been the fresh air, but I dropped the vodka and heard it
clatter on the ground. Bending over to pick it up I almost fell over
and felt my jeans start to drop as I was dressed on my favourite
saggers which sat half way down my arse. Standing up I saw three old
men staring at me as I tried to pull my jeans up and walk up towards
the top of the park.

Everything going through my mind was about that bitch Sally as I
staggered up and around to the right eventually coming across a
bench on which I sat. Getting the vodka out I continued to get drunk
and after smoking another joint I was left warm and detached of my surroundings.

I'm not sure how long I sat there drinking but those old guys
rematerialized and one of them, tall but with a pot belly, came over
and asked if I was ok. I wanted to cry and say I wasn't and that I was
totally smashed, instead I heard myself slur “fuck off!”

The old gits walked past and I picked the bottle of vodka up took
another valium and started drinking, determined to finish the bottle.

I'm not sure how long it took, but I could feel the night closing in
around me and my head felt detached from what I was thinking and could
feel. I knew I was having trouble staying seated and lay down on the
bench and closed my eyes.

I felt as if I was rising in the air and then falling to earth, not
fast but really slowly.

I knew I was looking up at the stars but was it in my mind? My eyes
felt to be closed, yet I could feel my arms being held and my jeans
felt like they were being pulled down. The night seemed to close in
and then I seemed to be rolling over so that my face was
pressed against a hard surface. What was nagging though was that I
thought I could feel something nibbling at my arse. I tried to move
but nothing happened and I lay there like a corpse with my eyes closed
but my mind trying to work its way though a fog of vodka, valium and
grass.

***********************************************************************

Joe had his nose buried in the drunk lad’s arse and was licking the
it through his briefs. It was so hot. I picked up the poppers
and took and sniff, looking over the David, who sported a dark wet
patch on this trousers. I moved forward and dripped some poppers on the
lad’s briefs. Joe gasped and I could see him pushing his tongue against
the fabric. I told Joe to stand up and as he did I reached forward,
pulled his flies down and pulled his wet cock form his boxers. David
pulling the lad’s briefs away from his arse, suggested Joe rim him and
Joe with a groan of pleasure buried his tongue in his hole. With my hand on Joe’s
cock I jerked him back and forth and with the popper covered arse Joe
couldn't hold on and spewed his load into my hand.

David who had been groping himself all this time said he need to cum
and moved forward to the lad's face which faced out from the picnic
table. I moved up behind David and taking hold of his already exposed
cock I wanked it as fast as a could while aiming it at the lad's face.
David tensed and I moved pushed him forward to that when he grunted
and came his cum landed on the lad's cheek.

Joe asked me if I was going to get my cock out and come as well, I
said I wasn't as I was not ready. It was a lie, but I didn't want to
come like this. As the others wiped their cocks on tissues Joe said we
should dress the lad before leaving.

I picked up the t-shirt and when I moved to his head I could see
that the lad’s eyes were slightly open, though they looked out of it. I
called Joe and David over and suggested it was better to just leave.
David did not like leaving the lad bent over the picnic table but I
said that if he was coming round he would smash our faces in if he
caught us, so picking up our things we walked to the bottom of the
park and went our separate ways.

***********************************************************************

Somehow, I could feel a licking and nibbling taking place around my
arse. My mind could not locate the source of it, though with my eyes slightly open
I thought I could see something. That something moved and moved
towards my face. With my mind drifting I though I felt it rain as
something fell on my face.

***********************************************************************

I saw Joe and David head off back home to the centre of town. I took
the opposite direction and walked for about five minutes. The bent
over form of the drunk lad though was clear in my mind’s eye, and I
decided to go back into the park, ostensibly to check he was ok. At least that’s what I
told myself. I knew I was lying to myself. I wanted to touch that arse,
to squeeze and bite it and if I could, I wanted to touch the lad's insides.

I walked around the park and entered it through the top entrance and
walked down and around to where we had left the drunk bent over the
picnic table. I came round the corner and there he was, almost spreadeagled over the table with his briefs covering his arse.

I walked up to him and put my bag down on the bench. I patted his face, and then slapped it. The only reaction was his eyes fluttering a little and then closing again.

I stood behind the lads arse and started to stroke it and then pinch
it. There was no reaction. I raised my hand and slapped his arse hard
three times and moved to his face and looked into a pair of eyes that
were drug-glazed and staring.

I went to the bench and pulled it closer to the picnic table and
pulling the lad around placed him so that his face and chest were flat
on the table and his knees were on the bench. I effectively put the
drunk lad in the doggy position. I slipped my legs between his
and sat so that he could not close his legs. In the moon light, I had
a drunk lad's arse splayed before me covered in only his briefs. I
lent forward and like David before me, I started to lick his arse
through his undies.

I reached between his legs and groped the front of his briefs. His
cock and balls felt soft and pliable under the cotton. Making sure my
friend was still out of it and squeezed the lads nuts through his
briefs hard enough to normally elicit a reaction. There was none.

I must have licked the lad’s arse for 15 minutes and was getting a bit
bored when I decided to move the lad's position again.

I got out from between the lad’s legs and turned him back on his back,
And, taking my belt I looped it around his hands and then looped it
through the slats of the picnic table before fastening it. What a
sight, now how could I tie his legs to the table. I moved the bench
away and took the laces from his trainers and looping them round his
ankles tied each foot to the table with a good four feet between them.

It might have been the missionary position but God the kid looked
sweet with his arse and genitals now easily within reach at the same
time. Standing between his legs I realised my mistake he still had his
white briefs on. I untied his feet yanked his briefs off and retied
his feet. Before his balls hung loosely in their sack and his cock lay
over them. In the moonlight I could see where his arse hole was. My
cock was so hard, but I intended to take my time and enjoy this. It had
been six months since I last had sex and it was years since I had had a
young lad. Here I had a passed out drunk I could do anything I wanted
to and I intended to.

A fun fiction story

Monday, 3 November 2008

My Sleeping Stud by John

Got a great true story which happened a few years ago.

I went to Pennsylvania with another straight friend for a camping trip/ volleyball tournament and some other guys he knew. I brought my own tent and got my own site and shared it with my friend who also had his own tent. Well, when we got there, it was hot out and there were a lot of guys in shorts, by the pool. It looked like there was a lot of all around drinking, playing volleyball, sweating and many of the guys were totally hot, athletic types as you might imagine. It was early evening and we set up camp as fast as we could and I got a small cooler together with some beers and went to the pool to meet up with the other guys on our team, have some beers and at least see the talent. I realized that this was a totally straight event and had a zero chance, but then a guy could fantasize for a good beat off later in the tent.

It was already getting dark but there was still plenty to see and some seriously hot guys, hot bodies, nicely exposed and my favorite turn on, they were all drunk! It seemed that a lot of these guys had arrived the night before and had been drinking since early morning. This was to be a 5 day event and it looked like it was going to be rough one some of these studs drinking the way they were. Of course there was one guy pool side that really got my attention over all the many other shirtless studs. He was talking to a guy from our group so I had an excuse to at least meet him. He was a total stud like you would see in a fitness magazine and was just my type. He had a nice tan, dark hair, great athletic body, about 5 feet 9 inches tall and had tight abs with a boyish, innocent face. He was wearing surfboarder shorts exposing the nice thick happy trail on these really low shorts so you could see his natural bush. His pecs were slightly hairy and completely defined. The smile was enough to make me realize that this green eyed guy had it all and he was only around 24 years old.

So I went over, my heart racing, to meet this guy said "Hi" to Rob, my friend who then introduced me to Ryan, the stud.

Ryan was friendly and pretty drunk. We started talking about volleyball, where we are from the basics. I have a good sense of humor and I joke around a lot and he seemed to get a kick out of it, laughing a lot. We downed a few more beers with Rob who begged off a while later saying he needed to cool off in the pool.

Ryan said he agreed, in a very slurred voice. Who knows how long this guy had been drinking. I said I was out of beers and had to go back to my camp site to refill and he said not to bother as I could share his so we placed the cooler and open beers next to the pool and jumped in. I was surprised to find him immediately behind me pressing up against me and suddenly he put me in a head lock dick rubbing against my ass. I didn't know what to think!

Then he said "You owe me for the beers man. The way I'm drinking I'll need to borrow some maybe by the end of the week."

He then let me go and I turned around to see him smile.

I said, "Dude, what is mine is yours no prob. I'm just looking to chill and have a good time."

Things were looking up. We had a couple more, talking about nothing, joking around with some guys in the pool and then he was telling some guy that he had forgot to bring his tent and was going to sleep out in just his sleeping bag.

I jumped in and said, "How in the hell did you forget that man?"

He laughed and said, "Stupid I guess" then shoved me.

I immediately offered that he could bunk with me as long as he wasn't a snorer.

He said, "Cool man; really?"

I said,"Yeah, better that than you getting malaria from all the mosquito bites."

He laughed in his hot, cute slurred voice and then he gave me one of those drunken hugs. He was the happy affectionate kinda drunk it seemed. Well, eventually he ran out of alcohol and it was like well after nine anyway.

I said, "My turn to fill up a cooler and I want to change to vodka and cranberry anyway."

He said, "Hell yeah," and we got out of the pool and he almost slipped back in losing his balance.

I said, "You are fucked up," and he laughed.

He said, "You haven't seen anything yet," in his now very drunk, slurred speech.

On the way out I came across Rob and he was totally light too.

I said, "Are you going to be able to find your way back to camp?"

He replied, saying he could crash with a friend of his if he didn't. That cheered me as I went off to camp with helping Ryan who was staggering as he walked. When we did get back it was totally dark so I lit a couple lamps and started making some powerful drinks for him with vodka and just a little cranberry. He stumbled into the woods around 10 yards away with his back to me taking a piss. Even in his drunken state his tight bubble ass looked great. He came back and told me he was trashed and I told him I was too while laughing. I gave him his heavily laden vodka drink and he gulped it down like beer without saying a thing. We sat out on some chairs and I started a camp fire while we talked awhile and he got drunker. I then went for a piss and when I got back he had his empty tanker on the ground and was asleep. He was slumped down in the camp chair with his chin down on his chest. He was a beautiful sight. I just stood there and boned up immediately with one of the hardest cocks I have had in a while.

In the half dark, with the firelight dwindling and only the moonlight to see by, I could still make out that stud body, the hard built chest with the dark hair and flat stomach which was slowly and steadily moving up and down with his breathing. I walked up to his limp, hot sleeping body and stood in front of him. His legs were slightly apart and I got in between them and shook his chest with no response. Then I shook him really hard and he barely moved, saying nothing.

I said, " Ryan, buddy, need to get you up before the mosquitoes get you man."

I rubbed his chest and moved my hands down his tight stomach and his happy trail again with no response. Then I had an idea. I went back to my tent which was right behind him and got my toiletry kit and took out some Ambien I had brought in case sleeping in a tent didn't agree with me. I had brought a thick queen size air mattress and basic bedding and comforter and I had to blow it up in the tent to make it fit.

I got some bottled water from the cooler by the bench and opened it and went back to Ryan and shook him semi-awake saying, "Dude,take these aspirins and water so you aren't hungover to badly tomorrow and we can hit the sack."

He did it and I grabbed him under his arms and lifted him and he kind of falls forward on to my naked chest with his touching mine. I had a serious boner, but I knew he wouldn't notice at this point. I was going to have this stud all to myself, all night. I brought him to the open tent flaps and had a tough time getting him in but he finally flopped, falling in on his stomach enough for me to get in and close the tent up so that it was just him and me. I told him to move over he was into the middle of the bed but didn't get an answer so I scooted over him, pressing my hard cock against his firm ass. I could have exploded right there in my shorts, but I needed to save it for something hotter, a.lot hotter! I climbed right on top of him and whispered in his ear telling him how drunk he was. There was just steady breathing in response, steady unconscious breathing.

I started feeling him up, not waiting for the pills to take even more of an effect on him. I smelt his chlorine scented dark hair, I felt his shoulders, and then, straddling him, I sat on his bubble butt and fondled his back and masculine arms. I bent down and kissed the cheek that was exposed and moved my tongue over to his slightly open mouth half buried in the pillow and probed his teeth and mouth flexing my cock against his still covered ass. I got off to his side facing his face and struggled to get my shorts off, my cock flopping hard against my abs as I pulled them below my balls. Then I pushed him over on his side exposing his face and full lips, hot chest and stomach and that trail which went down, showing part of his hairy pubic bush, the rest still hidden from me due to his surfboarder shorts. I licked his lips with no response, sliding against him, chest to chest fondling the exposed ribs and moving the arm on his exposed side over his head leaving it dangling with his hairy, dark armpit exposed. I caressed and licked his nipples until they got pointy and hard and taking my one hand down his shorts to feel that bush then his damp but meaty cock of about 5 inches lying totally soft with his hairy balls beneath. I felt I could cum at any point but wanted much more, so I went into his mouth again with my mouth, kissing and licking while fondling his body with my hand and groping his hot ass as I snuggled him close to me. My hand went around him and down his shorts to feel his ass and handle his smooth butt cheeks and hairy crack. I knew I had to have it so I got up over him while he was still on his side and untied his shorts strings which were loose against his small waist. I moved down to his legs and pulled them slowly down, moving him on to his back with one arm above his head, and the other at a 90 degree angle giving a great view of his defined biceps and the dark hair on his manly stud forearms.

Finally I get his shorts off, showing me his bush and seeing where the that trail finally ended in a thick soft cock and big hairy balls. I slid on top of him, feeling and fondling the whole way up and humping his tight stomach against my precumming cock. Moving his arms and licking his mouth while looking down at his sides, ribs exposed, breathing in from his exposed armpit and climaxing against his stomach. I shot a huge load. His body moved from my movement but there were no signs of him waking. He was still out. I slumped over on him wanting more from this stud. a lot more. I wanted that ass too. That's another story. Actually I had enough those few days for several stories. It was a great time thanks to alcohol and Ambien!

Sunday, 2 November 2008

Bromance with Tom by Luis

Bromance with Tom by Luis

When I first started my current job, I was excited about the travel component. Traveling would take me away from the routine of home-life. As with any job, I have become friends with the guys I work with most. We hang-out for beers on Friday, go to each other’s place for cookouts and play poker. When the fiscal budget shrank this year and the need for doubling-up in hotel rooms became apparent, I didn’t complain. I have a close friendship with Tom. He’s the total American “good guy” with a great wife, two kids, and nice home. He’s good-looking, funny, serious on the job, and most importantly – a light-weight when he’s drinking. We all tease and call him “Two-beer Tom”.Last month we received an assignment to North Carolina. When we were told we had to share a hotel room, there were no questions or complaints because we’re good buddies. At the summer company picnic, an intern kept saying that Tom and I were in a “bromance” and it’s stuck since then.

So another buddy said, “Hey the bromance can move to the next level.”

On the first night we were all business. The room was typical, two double beds, stupid little pillows and one bathroom. We crashed because the meeting the next day was very early. Once I heard Tom snoring, I used all my will-power to not play with him. The next day I woke-up first and showered. When I went to wake him, I saw that he had kicked-off the blanket and was covered with only the thin sheet. I stood over him and noticed that his morning wood was perfectly outlined. His cock looked so thick; I was aching to trace my finger along the girth.

I called, “Dude, wake-up!”

He stretched, asked for the time, and then sat-up. He stood-up, stretched again, and I saw that his boxer briefs had slid down to reveal half of his ass crack. His round butt was smooth but you could see a tuft of hair coming from between his cheeks. As he walked past toward the bathroom I saw his massive hard-on tenting his underwear. He noticed that I was looking at his crotch, and then he tried to adjust it.

He said, “Whoops, don’t get any ideas, I just gotta piss.”

So I pretended to run after him, trying to grab his ass calling, “But please, just give me a little.”

He laughed and half-heartedly ran and swatted my hand away saying “You couldn’t handle this puppy.”

All during the day I could not take my mind off that huge cock. Although I’ve had a man-crush on Tom for a while, the closest I had been to him was when he got plastered and did the in-your-face frat slur, “I love you man!” as he pressed against me. I always copped a freebie ass grab or felt his waist when I pretended to pull him off of me with a “Get outta here, man.” In reality I couldn’t wait for him to get drunk because I knew he would be all grabby.So the business day ends, we get dinner at a local diner, hit a super market for beers and head to the hotel.

All the time I kept thinking, “This is it, this is gonna happen so drink-up buddy.”

As usual, he got all sloppy by his third beer. Like any light-weight he tried to keep-up with the drinking so by the end of his sixth beer, he was slurring and being goofy. He went to take a piss and came shuffling back with his pants undone, zipper down and belt open. I was already getting hard. I turned-off the lamp, took-off my pants, and lay down on my bed. Sure enough, he started to nod-off, closing his eyes.

He slurred, “I’m so tired, I’m gonna crash.”

I waited for a few minutes. The TV was on and I could see that he was out. I took the beer bottle from his hand, serving as an excuse to be next to him. His eyes suddenly opened and I tried to be all cool about it, “Dude, you’re gonna spill beer on the bed.”

“Thanks, man” he said, sliding down from his seated position and rolling to his side to fall asleep.

After 10 minutes I walked around to the other side of his bed. I tried to wake him, shaking his shoulder – nothing! I knelt down next to him, staring at his face. I slowly moved my hand toward his crotch. I was pissed because his knees were slightly bent which meant that I would need to struggle to get to his dick. Once my hand reached his body I let it rest there for a while. I had my fingers fully extended, working toward his open pants. Slowly I moved my hand further, with my index finger working to open his pants. I was struggling to reach all the way across the bed and I was so uncomfortable because I didn’t want to place any weight on his bed. It was no use, I couldn’t get closer. So I got-up and thought about my next step.

I walked to the foot of his bed and carefully, carefully touched his foot with still no reaction. I slowly wrapped my hand around his foot and then started to slide his foot toward me. I was going so slow, it was painful. As people loudly walked past our hotel room, I freaked-out and released his foot thinking he would wake-up, but he was completely out. So I got bolder, grabbed his foot and in one swift move, pulled his foot toward me as far as it would go. He shifted slightly and was now facing more toward the ceiling.

I didn’t waste any time. I knelt down next to him. He was snoring with his mouth open.I moved my hand to his open pants and pulled both sides apart. He was wearing black boxer briefs with a button fly. I checked his face and started to flick the button. When it opened, I peeled back both sides of his underwear. This is when I discovered that Tom shaves his pubes. I was rock hard. Just above his dick, his pubic area had stubble. I moved my face right next to his crotch and licked his stubble. I worked two fingers into his underwear, found his cut cock, and slowly shifted it up. Once his cock popped out, I slowly wrapped my hand around it. He was so thick, even soft. I started to move my hand up and down his shaft and he started to get hard. I kept checking his face but he was snoring louder now. His cock was smooth, not a lot of veins, and the head was really fat. I moved close again to sniff it and just under his cock-head smelled like piss. He was completely hard now and my hand could barely wrap around his dick. I had no idea he was packing such a thick cock, it was amazing.

I started to lick his dick from the base to the head, back and forth. His cock was flat against his stomach. I started to pull his balls out and it was not easy because they were fully round and massive. I released one and then the other. Now his full cock and balls were straining out of his boxers. I savored those balls, licking one at a time. As he snored, I tried to stuff both of his balls into my mouth. I took his dick and aimed it at my mouth. He was so friggin’ huge, I could barely get my mouth past his head.All this time I was stroking my dick, edging and backing-off. I slowly stroked his and my own dick at the same time, watching his balls move up and down. Suddenly his balls started to tighten-up against his body and his dick got harder and harder. I was afraid to make him cum because I thought he would wake-up for sure. As I moved my hand away it was too late. His first shot of cum landed on his shirt just over his stomach. I freaked-out, grabbed his dick again and placed my mouth over his cock head. I struggled to catch all of his shots into my mouth, I was gagging. His balls finally loosened-up and his cock stopped pulsing. I was raging hard and with his dick still in my mouth I frantically stroked my dick and started to cum on the bed skirt.

I was completely out of breath. I checked his face, he was still out and he started to snore again. Now the real freak-out began. I couldn’t maneuver his huge balls and fat cock back into his underwear. I cleaned my dick and hand on the bed skirt, and tried with both hands to pull his underwear out and away from his body to stuff his dick back in. It was useless. I stood-up in a panic. The TV was on, he was sleeping on his blanket and sheets, and I tried again. With one hand I carefully cupped his balls and with the other hand I struggled to pull away his underwear. Finally, one rolled back in. This made it easier to readjust everything. I buttoned his boxers again, pulled together his pants, turned-off the TV and crashed.

The next day I woke-up first. His beautiful cock was rock hard as he slept. I saw that his first cum shot had dried on his shirt and I smiled. When I got out of the shower he was awake, lying on the bed with his arms over his head. We still had three days left.

This story is true and I played with him again during this trip.

Monday, 6 October 2008

One of My Favourite Experiences by Andy

I know you probably won't believe me when I tell this, but it did truly happen.

When I was younger, I dated a guy for almost 6 years. We were both young and still lived with our parents so actually sleeping together was not something that happened very often. Sex, on the other hand, we managed at every opportunity, but, anal sex hardly ever happened. When it did, I was the bottom. Walter was, to put it bluntly, too afraid of the prospect of being a bottom. He simply could not relax enough to allow me to enter. So, being the patient person I am, I never pushed him.

Anyway, one night about four years into our relationship we had one of our few nights to sleep in the same bed. My parents had gone out of town. So we, of course, took the freedom to heart. We had the entire house to ourselves. So, we spent the evening drinking and playing cards with the necessary sex play thrown in as well. Both of us ended up getting a little tipsy, but not falling down drunk. Well, we eventually ended up going to sleep. Now, I have always been a prowler. I mean, I wake up in the middle of the night and have to prowl around for a while before I can go back to sleep. So, I woke up at some point in the night and had to make my nightly round of the house. When I came back to the bedroom, Walter was laying on his back sound asleep. So, I thought, "Why not?" and went over and gently lifted the covers off of him.

He had fallen asleep in his underwear but his bulge just looked too promising. So I reached down and began rubbing it. He didn't even flich. I pulled down his waist band and began playing with his dick. I loved his dick. About 8 1/2 inches hard, he was definitely a "show"-er and not a "grow"-er. Anyway a minute or two later I had him in my mouth and was blowing away. I wasn't too afraid. I just figured there were worse ways to be woken up than someone sucking on your dick. After I had gotten him hard, I realized that his breathing was still deep and rhythmic and he still hadn't moved!

My heart began racing and I thought, "I wonder if I could fuck him?"

I began pulling his underwear down. It took a while but I finally managed to get them down to his knees and then it hit me..."How am I going to get him on his stomach without waking him up?"

So, I untucked the sheet and lifted it. This was back when thin was in so at least he didn't weigh too much. Well, he rolled all right. A little too quickly I think. He snorted and snuffled and moved. So, I just froze.

I thought, "How will I explain this one?"

About that time, I realized he had simply snuggled in on his stomach and fallen back asleep! So, I waited for a while to make sure. Man! My heart was really racing now! I did all that and he didn't wake up. Maybe I would really get to fuck that ass finally. Well, I greased up my dick and straddled his backside. The moment of truth was approaching. My cock was fit to burst just from the excitement. Well, I positioned it and slowly, ever so slowly, began pushing my way in. He was still breathing deeply and I couldn't belive it! I finally managed to get myself all the way in. I was so excited that it only took a couple thrusts and I was cumming. Well, I quickly pulled out and cleaned myself and his ass as best I could. I pulled up his undies and laid down next to him and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, guilt got the better of me and I told him all about what I did. He was shocked at first but we ended up laughing over it. He told me I could fuck him in his sleep anytime! It never happened again. But, I did end up blowing him while he slept every time we slept together after that.

P.S. This happened before AIDS became an epidemic. So, please don't bitch at me about cumming in his ass. It was simply what one did back then.

Andy

Sunday, 21 September 2008

Camping with Drunk Friends by clay8383

This might be lame to some of you...but hot as hell to me!

A group of my friends and I liked to go camping and partying. One particular night, we really drank WAY too much. One of my friends got so sick that he was heaving everywhere, uncontrollably! It was NASTY! He was so wasted, I swear I thought he was going to die from alcohol poisoning. Anyway, the other guy who was there was almost as smashed but not quite!

I had remained somewhat coherent. I really had stopped drinking because I thought I might become the rescue dude if my friend had stopped breathing or something. To give you an idea about this guy, he was on the lean side, very slim, but tight. He had an awesome smooth chest and killer abs. He had auburn hair, and an auburn trail from his belly button. He's got one of those killer smiles with dimples and crystal-blue eyes that just light up. Perfect teeth and a contagious laugh. Really a great guy to be around, and an awesome guy to sleep next to! However I had better get to the story!

He had drank so damn much and the other guy there was loaded as well. We were so fucked up that we were only able to put up one tent. It was a hot summer's night, so we really just wanted to get away from the bugs, and have something over our heads. Me and Chris (the one that wasn't so loaded) did all of the work. That was one fucked up looking tent, but it worked. It was all crooked and shit, the pole in the tent was leaning like hell, but it was all good. We were too fucked up to care! Walt was cooked!!!!! He had barfed all over his pants, shirt, socks, shoes, etc. Chris and I got his clothes off him trying not to touch the mess. He stunk like hell!!!!! Beer and hotdogs. The guy had actually ralphed 1/4 of a whole dog. I don't mean to be gross, just giving you the picture of the night. We carted Walt down to this creek close to where we had camped. It was nice cool running water, but not so cold that it made you gasp for air....just refreshing really. We got him down to the water's edge and splashed water on him to get the funk off of him. He had his 'Fruit of the Loom' briefs on, and we were too 'straight' to take those off....I wasn't going to do it (even though I would have in a second if Chris hadn't been there...damn!) Chris was a wrestler type. Big guy, and not that attractive really....but....I knew he had a schlong. He was a dumb jock type who was a little out of shape, but still good looking in a butch sort of way. Really hairy legs, hairy stomach and hair in the center of his chest with painfully hairy airpits. Dark hair and eyes with an olive complexion. On the italian side--but not italian.

OK--I am no writer and I'm sorry to keep jumping. I wanted to stay on the story-but had to let you know the players. Oh--I am an average guy really. Little hair on chest, toned, a little thin but not skinny. I had plenty of girlfriends--good looking ones--because their brothers were usually cute--HAHAHAHA!OK--

We got Walt back to the tent and had to push and drag his drunk ass in the tent. It was more a two man tent with 3 guys packed in there -Heaven to me!!!!!! I positioned myself between them because--well--because I wanted to, damn it! Walt was out like a light and Chris was quickly sawing logs. I layed there in between them and was simply HORNY AS HELL. I don't think my dick had ever been so hard, or has been since. I completely took advantage of the situation. Walt was so smashed, but I was still scared to try to grab him or anything. It was dark, but with every breath they took, I felt their skin rubbing up against mine. I kept imagining it was their hands touching me gently. Sometimes I would breath rhymically, and sometimes the opposite. After about 20 minutes of this. I just had to do something. Never had I been in a position like this before, and I thought possibly never again....FUCK IT. I will make them think I am asleep if they wake up and blame it on that!

I put my hands down towards my sides. My knee was bent up so that it was in contact with Chris's. I worked my hand down between our legs, on the outside of each of our legs. with every fake deep-sleep breath I would let it fall as it would--naturally going with gravity. I felt Chris's thick, coarse hairy ass legs as the back of my hand fell against it. I was rock hard. My dick was coming up poking up out of my briefs and I was oozing precum with every pulsation. I actually reached down and got a glob on my finger and stuck it in my mouth. I wanted to fantasize that it was one of them. It took a few minutes to reach our hips. I was fucking shaking. It took everything I had, not to reach up and to the left and just hold his dick. Finally I gave in a little. I compromised and lifted my hand and let it fall into his crotch area. Not with a thud, I didn't want to wake him but just gently. I felt it laying on his soft dick but as I let my hand rest there, I guess I must have triggered something. I know he was straight, no doubt, but I guess in a passed out drunken state, it was just enough stimulation to cause a rise. I felt that monster cock getting hard under my still, limp, "sleeping" hand. I felt it start to move, slowly at first, then it picked up speed. I felt it get girthy. I felt his nuts moving up in his boxers. I couldn't see shit--but for that night, I had become Helen Keller. I could imagine it through the touch. It must have been pointed down because I felt it arching against my hand. My fingers were perfectly place--like a gentle cupping of his sack. Just my finger tips touched them. They MOVED.....OH MY GOD! His dick did the around to the left away from me then worked it's way back to center stage. As it came around, I could feel the skin of it breaking the fly open on his boxers. It wouldn't come through as the damn thing was too long, but my thumb was touching the skin. I could feel the softness of his skin. I was about to stop breathing but then with one mighty roll it was over. All I felt was his back pressing against my shoulder......DAMN!!!!!

I didn't try anything else with him because I was soooo scared I would waken him up. He would have kicked my ass, and would to this day if he had only known! Now Walt was a different story. I was still lying next to him. He was laying on his back. His left arm was laying next to me for a while, but then he sung it over his head. I could smell his musky odor. It wasn't gross though, it was a turn on. He smelt like a guy, but didn't stink. You know what I mean? I rolled to my right side and put my hand on his chest, kind of like we were spooning or something. My arm felt his smooth chest moving up and down. He was breathing irregularly, but breathing. I was really afraid he might just stop--the drunk thing! I kept imagining his face, his laugh, his teeth. The way he would crinkle up his nose when he was really laughing hard then lick his front teeth. Those perfectly white, straight teeth. I ran my hand gently down his chest. I was being so careful not to wake him, but I didn't think that would do it. He was OUT! I worked my fingers--like tinsling down. I worked down his smooth stomach, and felt his auburn trail. I went down it softly, then smack, I felt his hand pop mine. I gasped, holding my breath.!

"Oh shit," I thought, "I am busted!"

Nope--it was a reflex and not an intentional move. My hand froze where it was. My pinky was touching the top of his briefs, the other four touching the trail. Carefully I worked my fingers around the mound that was his dick in his briefs. I could feel the contour of his cock like a silloutte really. I could feel where it started, the head of his dick was definitely circumcised, down to the base. I could feel the start of his balls. He was packed tightly in those briefs. I reached under his balls and felt the space between his sack and his asshole. I was working my fingers up when I realized one of his nuts was just barely hanging out. I felt his soft pubes poking out with it. My finger tips froze there. I moved them so slowly. I could feel the infrequent pubes on that nut. His hand moved again. I froze again. He moved his hand up to adjust himself. His hand came into contact with mine. He actually used my hand to adjust himself. He pressed it into his crotch. I was feeling like I was pressing my luck and I was so wishing that Walt would get a hard on. He didn't! Even so, I could feel the river of precum I had created on my stomach. It was slick. I reached down and got another glob. It tasted sweet. I got another glob on my finger tips and touched Walt's bare nut with it. It was wild feeling the slickness of myself against this beautiful guy's nut.

Walt reached up again putting his fingers through the side of his briefs, as if to itch the nut I had been toying with. My fingers went in with his but then it happened. Boom, I shot! A totally free handed orgasm. I was covered in cum from my nipples all the way down. I looked like a cinnamon bun after being iced. I had to control myself to keep from shouting. Instead a sighed a muffled breath. Toes pointing straight out the tent. I layed there for a while, then carefully sat up so I didn't dump my goo inside the tent. It went to my briefs.

I got out of the tent and headed straight for the creek and after washing myself off, I put back on the shorts I had on. I tossed the underwear afraid of any residue that might give clues to what I had been up to the night before. I crawled back into the tent and drifted of to sleep. It took FOREVER because the sexual tension was still there. When I woke up early that morning I felt Walt stirring around. He was awake, but hungover big time. Chris woke feeling the movement as well. We hung out for a while, then broke camp down. Walt was so hungover, we had to go back home early. He was miserable. Chris wasn't that bad off, but you could tell he was feeling the drinking from the night before. I felt great! I acted like I had a headache to play the "hungover" role, but I was fine.

I have never forgotten that night, and never will. I would love to find a guy who wanted to do nothing more than come over and party, pass out and then let me "secretly" get away with what happened that night. I just thought I would share my experience with you guys--I know it might be lame, but for me---it was awesome!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, 16 September 2008

Sleeping Brother by Quincy Brown

I'm 31 now and this took place back when I was18 yrs old. My brother was about 23-24 yrs old. He and I shared our room and my sisters had their own room. I'd always thought my brother was cute but the way the girls called him on the phone all day and night you'd think he was drop-dead gorgeous! (Maybe hewas?)

Anyway, one night I was up watching tv around 10pm. He walked out the door and was leaving to hangout with the fellas. I assume he probably went to the"nudie" bar to see the female strippers and get drunk. So, I went to bed around midnight and was sound asleep. (I sleep very soundly and it takes a lot to wake me) So, I was out and around 2:30am he walks in the door, drunk as a skunk. I heard the front door close and knew it was him so I rolled over and went back to sleep.

At around 3:40am I heard this LOUD scary noise! It startled me and I listened for a second and knew itwas him snoring like a damn buzz saw!

"Shit!" I thought, "Now I have to listen to his damn noise!"

I lay in bed listening to him for about 10 minutes and wondered how deep asleep he was. We had a bunk bed and I jumped down and turned on the light. I called his name to see if he would hear me but he didn't. When I got a good look at him I noticed he was lying in bed with only his turquoise boxer shorts on. I placed myhand on his chest to try to wake him and he didn't respond. He was OUT! My heart started POUNDING in myears and my hands became very cold and started shaking like I was an old man. I tried to calm myself. I backed off of him and just stared at him a few feet away. I knew that what I was thinking was against what I had been taught. Being raised in a Baptist Church you just don't do the things like I was thinking.

So I got enough courage to place my hand on his crotch and I was in HEAVEN! His snoring changed and I hit the floor! I thought quickly that if he said anything I would say I was trying to waken him. Luckily he was definitely still out, because a few seconds later the heavy snoring started again. This time I figured I could get bolder so I placed my trembling hand on his soft balls and started rubbing them through the shear boxer material. My dick became hard as a rock! I moved my hand back up to his dick and opened his fly and pulled out his limp dark-chocolate colored dick and began massaging it. After a few strokes it began to get hard. I noticed he had a little "notch" on the underside right where the foreskin used to be. It was obviously a little piece left from when he was circumcised. My dick at this point was aching and I had to release it. I started playing with mine as I fondled his. I put my nose down to smell his masculine musk and almost came on myself. My hear was thumping so loud. I licked the tip and tongued the piss slit. I went round and around with my tongue and put the head in my mouth. I started sucking his dick with soft slow pulls. At that point I came in the napkin I had with me.

After I put the napkin down I went back to town on him. I sucked his dick for about 7 min. and thought maybe I should stop before I wakened him. So I let go of his dick and tried as best I could to place it back in his boxers. He definitely had a tent pole. I turned off the light and he was still snoring loud and hard.The next morning he got up very late and nothing was mentioned because he was totally out. There were other times I caught him asleep and snoring but I'll save those for another time. I'm rock hard now just reflecting back to those heady days.

Thursday, 11 September 2008

While the Wife's Away

So....the wife decides she wants to visit her family for the holidays....which is cool as we all get along really well. Like I said, my brother in law Don and I have some history as we use to fool around during our younger days back in high school. Since we were dating sisters and they were both saving themselves for the wedding night, Don and I walked around in a constant state of "Blue Balls".



One weekend we were going off together to do some fishing or something like that and he asked me to stay over at his house so we could get an early start as I'm not a morning person and I'm notoriously late for any event before noon so I guess Don didn't trust me to get my ass out of bed to meet him in the morning...so I stayed at his house. Later that night one thing led to another and we wound up jackin each other off...which later gave way to some mutual sucking and from there we became regular J/O & Suck buddies for the next year .....until he and Sara tied the knot.



Don's a good looking guy, 6'1", good build, Sandy colored hair, great smile and a big fat cock (8" and 4" around...up to 5" at the base). His balls are a little on the small side, but he still manages to churn out a very respectable load of sweet tasting cum. He has a nice ass too, not quite bubble, but a good solid handful with a light dusting of hair. Very tasty butthole too, not funky, but just a hint of that great musky man smell.



So we packed up all the presents and headed to Sara and Don's for the holidays. My wife had worked it out so we could spend about 8 to 10 days with the family and the girls had decided that we should have an "Adults" night out while we were there. You know, leave the kids with the grandparents and all go our separate ways for an evening. Well Don and I jumped on that and we worked out the details once we got there and set things up for a Thursday evening night on the town. Don loves to play pool so I knew that beer and pool would be involved in our "boys" night out. I basically suck at pool, but still enjoy playing...actually, I think I just like seeing guys bent over the table as they take their shot...no pun intended.Now before I get to the good stuff let me give you a little backgroud as to how this all got set in motion. My wife and her sister are pretty close and they've grown closer as the years have passed and marriage and kids entered into each family equation etc., etc., so we see each other at least three or four times a year. Its usually a long weekend kind of thing and Don and I never really have time to go off and do anything alone like this. We usually have the girls or kids tagging along or vice versa so its not quite the right atmoshpere for a trip down memory lane. Like I said, Don is a good looking guy, but you know....you get married and have a family and a job and bills, bills, bills and you put on a little weight... a pound here, a pound there, maybe you get a little belly..etc., etc....and even though Don always looked good, he'd put on a few pounds over the years, as have I. Well, when we arrived and they came out to greet us I had to pick my jaw off the ground...seems my hunky brother in law had been working out 3 days a week at the gym and was looking FINE! He grabbed me and gave me a big hug and I felt my dick stir and had to back off before I embarassed myself. Dam he looked good. Had his hair cut short wearing a blue muscle shirt and tight white shorts.....ouch!Now, I have no idea if Don was thinking the same thing I was thinking, but after seeing him the only thing on my mind was how to get him alone so I could have a shot at getting his dick in my mouth again after all these years. Those white shorts he was wearing did a nice job of showing off the goods. I figured that our "boys" night out would be a perfect time and probably my only shot to make this happen.I was pretty confident that If I could get Don alone I wouldn't have to work too hard. Don, like most guys, loves to have his dick sucked and I knew from previous guy talk that Sara wasn't really into it and his size didn't help his cause with her. Man....I had a tough time making it to Thursday night. I must have made two or three trips a day to the john just to jack off thinking about sucking his big dick.Like I said, I really had no clue if Don was on the same page as me, but when Thursday night rolled around he made a point of letting the girls take the sedan and we took the family van. I couldn't stop smiling.We hit the road and Don took me to his favorite watering hole. We played 4 or 5 games of pool, shared a pitcher and some burgers and headed out. As we were walking out to the van Don asked me if I'd mind driving. This caught me off guard just a bit, but I said sure and he tossed me the keys. I figured it was now or never so I asked him what he wanted to do now. He said "your call bud what ya up for". Well...somehow I had enough self control not say what I was thinking and jump him right there in the parking lot so I suggested we check out some of the strip clubs or maybe an adult bookstore or two. I figured if I could get him worked up it would make it easier to get into his jeans later on. Don opted for the bookstore and we headed out.Don gave me directions for a backroad to the local strip where all the bookstores and clubs were located and once we got off the beaten path he produced a nice fat joint and asked if I was interested. He fired that baby up and we passed it back and forth a few times. I let him do most of the smokin as I was driving and figured it could only help my cause to get him relaxed and mellow.Don was feeling real good by the time we got to the bookstore. We spent about 20 minutes looking at mags and videos before we couldn't take it anymore and headed back to the van. "Where to now", I asked. Don smiled and said he wanted to head over to the mall. I thought that was a pretty weird request, but hey I take direction well....so off we went to the mall. Don proceeded to get real comfy on the drive over there. He moved his seat back, took off his jacket, kicked off his shoes and popped the top on a beer he pulled from a cooler in the back.I glanced over at Don every now and then and on more than one ocassion I noticed him rubbing or adjusting his crotch. One time we both looked over at each other at the same time. Don just smiled this big shit eating grin and I knew I was gonna be sucking dick very soon.Once we got to the mall Don directed me over to a fairly secluded section of the parking lot. I parked the van so we were facing one of the side entrances of the mall...that way I could see if anyone tried to approach the van. Don pulled out one of those cardboard sunshade things that covers your winshield and helps reduce the heat from the summer sun and placed that in the windshield. That done he cut right to the chase and started rubbing his crotch in earnest. I watched him mesmorized by the excitement of our surroundings and the growing buldge in his jeans. He popped the top button on his jeans and worked his hand down into his shorts and continued to rub and massage his dick. I couldn't take my eyes off him.....he smiled at me at said..."Isn't this what you wanted bob....or did I get my signals crossed" I was so excited I was actually shaking....as he reached over and grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. "Go for it buddy" "just like old times" as he worked my hand over the mound in his shorts. That sort of broke me out of my trance and I took over and started working his cock on my own. It seemed like it only took a few seconds and his cock was rock hard with the head sticking out the top of his shorts. Don hooked the thumb of his other hand under his shorts and pulled them down under his balls to give me better access to his cock. I massaged the precum leaking from his cock head up and down his shaft and he moaned out loud and thrust his hips at me. "Come on bob...don't make me beg" "Suck it now...please... suck it". I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth....."oh fuck.... yes...that's it bob suck my dick buddy" and his hands moved to the back of my head to help guide my mouth down his shaft.I was in heaven....sucking Don's cock was so wonderful and right out in the open like this...the added danger of being caught....well it was so exciting and stupid at the same time. I mean if we got caught.... Don let me slurp away on his cock for 5 or 6 minutes before he stopped me. He said "let me get more confortable bob and he proceeded to take off his jeans and shorts. So there he is naked from the waist down, 8" cock swinging in the breeze. I managed to squeeze down into the space between the two captains chairs and to get my own jeans and shorts down so I could stroke my dick while I serviced him. Don rolled over on his side and balanced one foot up in the air against the roof of the van to give me better access and himself better leverage. I now had clear access to his cock, balls and ass in that position. It didn't take long before Don was fucking my face good. He was talking dirty tellin me what a good cocksucker I was and at one point he really scared me because the van was rockin' pretty good and I just new someone was gonna see us . I had to slow him down several times. I sucked his cock for a good 30 minutes....worked on his balls and got my tongue into his tight little butthole at one point too. That drove him fucking nuts just like when we were kids. I thought he was gonna blow, but I managed to back off just in time.Like I said, we'd been going at it now for about 30 minutes and I really felt like we were pushing our luck so I moved into overdrive so i could get his ball juice. I just let him go to town and fuck my mouth. I did my best to relax my throat because he is so big and was driving pretty deep. I could tell he was real close as he grabbed the back of my head again, called me all kinds of dirty names and blew his load into my mouth. I mean he drowned me in cum...I was afraid to let go of his cock for fear we'd have cum everywhere and no way to really clean up. Finally, he slowed down and pulled his cock from my mouth. I licked the last few drops from the end of his cock and he gave a small shudder when my tongue touched the tip of his dick.Meanwhile, I had stopped stroking my own cock to focus on Don and I was so worked up that I just stood up aimed my dick at his crotch..gave it a few strokes and blew my own load all over his dick and balls. I really didn't care if anyone saw me stand up at that point...I was too far gone ;>))))I quess it took us a good ten minutes to really calm down, relax and pull ourselves together. As we were dressing I slaped Don on the ass and asked him if he was ready for round two. He gave me this big hearty laugh...."I'm not 16 anymore bob...I need more than a few minutes to recover these days". He gave me a hug and we headed home.We laughed and even snickered a time or two on the way home...talkin about the whole thing and all the drama of my plans to seduce him. He said he knew when he hugged me in the driveway the day we arrived that I was gonna be sucking his cock. I told him....man you sure do like getting your dick sucked.....you get so into it that I can't help but have a good time pleasing you. He gave me another big laugh and said that next time we were gonna get a motel room so he could fuck my face and my ass. I told him he'd have to get me seriously drunk before I'd let him stick that monster cock of his up my ass. "Whatever it takes bob" "Whatever it takes".....His smile was so wicked looking in the darkness of the van that I quickly changed the subject to food. We stopped and devoured a 16 inch pizza and split another pitcher of beer before heading back to the house.What a night....We're going down to visit them again later this summer for a week or two...I wonder if Don will remember his pledge to fuck my ass. I'm drippin just thinking about it :>))Well....I hope everyone enjoyed the story. We never made it down that summer but we did get down for Thanksgiving this past year. Don and I never made it to a motel but we managed to squeeze in another suck off session. This time I did him while he drove around some backroads in the rain no less, but as they say...that's another story.

Monday, 1 September 2008

Watching Out For the Family by Kewtieboy

WATCHING OUT FOR THE FAMILY by kewtieboy

Inc/group/bi/voyeur/sleep


1. The Background to the Story


I could say that I “blame” my older brother for the way I turned out but I think the word “blame” is unfair as I love the way I turned out.

To explain I will have to bring you firstly up to present day. My name is Peter and I am now 36. My brother is Mike and he is now 42 but the story goes way back. I remembered some of what happened but on my 18th birthday whilst drunk, Mike filled me in on the bits I could not remember. So the beginning of the story is what I remember, filled in with what Mike told me.

So let’s go back to 1972. I was 8 and Mike was 14. Mike’s job most Saturdays was to baby-sit to let Mum and Dad go out. Initially he used to invite a pal or two round and they would talk, have a few illicit beers and put me to bed around 7.00 pm. Whether he got up to anything with his pals, I don’t know and he has never told me. When he turned 14, all attention moved on to girls. He was still a virgin and really wanted to change that. One or two girls came round on Saturdays after Mum and Dad had gone out and I would be put to bed but he didn’t get past first base with any of them.

Lucy was the school bike. By that I mean that most of the older guys had had a ride on her. Mike made some pass at her one day as a means to getting to the goal of losing his virginity. She was 16 and he thought he had no chance but she actually responded. By this time, I hade been allowed a later bedtime which was 8.30 pm.

He persuaded Lucy to baby-sit with him. On the first night I apparently had a cold and was not in the mood to go to bed so little happened. The second Saturday all would have been well except that Mum and Dad said they would not be late and expected to be home around 10.30 pm. With my bed time of 8.30 pm, that left him little time.

Now this is the bit I can remember. I was on the floor face down watching television. Mike and Lucy were on the couch in the semi-dark also watching TV. I can remember the question being asked as to when I was going to bed and some attempt made to get me there at 7.30 pm but I was having none of it. I continued to watch television and was aware of them kissing a bit. The moans got more intense and Mike was obviously in seventh heaven as he got his hands up her skirt. I looked round in the semi-dark and saw her legs open, her pants, and Mike’s hand slipping around them and into the dark hairiness between her legs. I was fascinated and was going to talk but worked my way slightly round so I could watch them more easily. When they occasionally looked up, I quickly looked back at the television. I then saw him pull her top up and off and I saw her bra. He unclipped it and her breasts came out. He licked her nipples. They were now both well gone and I am sure that even if my Mum had come in they would have had trouble stopping. He was on his way to becoming a man and nothing was going to get in the way.

Her knickers came off and she was lying in her skirt only but it was up round her waist. I saw her hand between his legs, feeling the front of Mike’s jeans. She unclipped them and popped the buttons on his Levis. His t-shirt came off. He looked up and caught me. I said I was going to have my bath and he eagerly agreed. I lied!

I walked out of the darkened room into the dark hall and stopped. I dropped down and crawled back into the room and watched from behind a chair. As soon as he thought I was gone, he moved into top gear. Her skirt was pulled off and she lay there naked. He pulled his Levis down and then his boxers. I saw his naked arse in the air and then as he rolled on to his back. I saw his erect cock for the first time. It looked massive to me but it must have been about 7 inches – sticking straight up in the air. His balls hung low beneath his legs and the patch of hair was only around the top with little on his balls. She dropped between his legs and put the whole cock in her mouth, sucking on it like a long lollipop. I found myself rubbing the front of my shorts as my own cock was standing on end. I can clearly remember having trouble breathing as I watched the scene. She then lay back and opened her legs and I saw the dark gash of her sex. He knelt in front of her and I saw his tongue loll out and head for her slit. He licked and slurped like and hungry animal. I knew that this was something an eight year old should not watch but I was fascinated. He then stood up and took his stiff cock in his hand before kneeling down and aiming it straight between her legs. The cock disappeared into her as he lunged like animal into her body. He fucked wildly with animal-like grunts. She squealed as he did it then I saw her look round and saw me. She smiled at me then returned to become the excited anlmal she had turned into. Her legs wrapped round his white buttocks and she took him fully into her. It didn’t take long before he thrusted into her and then collapsed. He had obviously cum.

She tapped him on the shoulder and pointed at me.

“That should help his sexual development,” she said.

Mike looked horrified as he covered his dripping cock with his hand. For one brief moment, I saw the cum running out of her. I wasn’t sure what it was – just a liquid.

She smiled and said to Mike, “Look at the front of his shorts. He’s stiff!”

At that she walked towards me and gripped my stiff little organ.

“Stop it,” said Mike as he started to dress.

She just giggled and dressed too. I was put to bed and nothing more was said though I can clearly remember that my little cock wouldn’t go down for ages and I gently rubbed it, enjoying some new found pleasures.

Next day, Mike made me promise I wouldn’t tell anyone what happened. I honestly told him I wouldn’t dream of it as I had enjoyed watching. He explained to me quietly what the whole thing was about – the sex and the pleasure. He also confessed that it was his first time. I was fascinated.

The following Saturday, Lucy was back and parents were out again, much earlier than usual, so by 7 o’clock, I was watching television and they were kissing on the couch, a little more openly than the previous week. I think, with hindsight, that Mike was just going to wait until my bedtime and then get on with his second sexual adventure. Lucy, it seems had other ideas.

She started by talking about why it had taken Mike so long to lose his virginity. Hadn’t he had any sex at all prior to this? Mike said other than some fumbling; the answer was a definite “no.”

“I hope your poor brother, Pete, gets rid of his much earlier,” she said.

I looked round at the mention of my name and saw her hand stroking the fly of Mike’s jeans. His cock outline was clearly visible through the fabric and his head leaning back with his eyes half closed. Lucy looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. As she stroked Mike, she lifted herself and pulled her panties off. Mike hardly noticed, but I did. Caressing his bulge, she gently opened her legs and pulled the skirt up so that I could see the large slash of moist pink between her legs, surrounded by hair. I was fascinated.

She signed for me to come over which I innocently did. As I stood in front of her, she took my little hand and placed it on her vagina. It was warm and inviting. My fingers, by default, slipped inside her and she moaned. She twisted round and undid Mike’s jeans, unclipping the top and pulling them down to his thighs. Still with his eyes closed he automatically let her. She dropped to suck his cock and he moaned. She motioned for me to come over to where she was and I did. My face was close to hers.

She pulled her mouth off and pushed my head to Mike’s cock. I slipped my mouth over it without hesitation and tried to copy what she had been doing. Mike groaned with pleasure. She dropped down and licked his balls. At that point, reality kicked in as, unless she had two tongues, he reckoned something funny was happening. He look down horrified and tried to sit up but Lucy was having none of it and pushed him straight back down.

“Shut up, and sit back,” she said, “I have plans for tonight and you are going to enjoy them!”

Mike, still shocked, lay back with a terrified look. The trouble is that his cock was ruling his head. I was completely oblivious to the illegality of what we were doing. Incest, underage sex – I really didn’t care. I was happy to be pleasing my brother and my own little stick was erect and warm. As I sucked Lucy moved round behind and slipped my shorts off leaving me in just a t-shirt. My uncut cock must have been about 3 inches but as hard as iron. She stood behind me and stripped naked then put her hand between my legs to rub my ball sac and stroke my cock.

She ordered us both to strip naked and I complied instantly. Mike tried to talk his way out of it but with the possibility of not getting his promised fuck, he soon did so. He stood in front of me and my mouth immediately clamped back round his cock. Lucy lay back of the couch as Mike dived between her legs and started to lick her out. I was told to suck her nipples in turn which I happily did. My young memory still had images of what these things were really for. Mike then lay on her ready to fuck. Lucy insisted that he get off.

“What,” asked Mike?

“You’re brother is going to lose his tonight,” she said.

Mike looked at her incredulously, but sat down.

She asked me to lie down on the floor with my cock sticking up and she dropped down to suck it. She licked my balls and cock until I felt it was going to burst and my little moans let Mike know I was well up for this. She then sat astride me and lowered her slit down on my cock. With her legs wide open, my cock entered her and a feeling of warmth enveloped me. Lucy rode up and down and my little cock must have made little inroads into her but she was enjoying it and so was I. As she was facing me, she leant forward and kissed me fully on the mouth, forcing my mouth open as her tongue invaded me. I looked up as Mike, feeling left out, was lowering his cock to our mouths. As I had been trained to do just a few minutes before, my mouth opened like a little bird waiting to be fed and took his organ as it came down.

“O.K. Mike,” said Lucy, “Now show your brother what a man you are!” “Fuck me.”

She lifted off me and lay on the floor with her legs agape. I looked into her slit which was wet and was amazed that my little cock had just come out of there. Mike kneeled then lay on her, guiding his weapon into her welcoming hole. I watched in awe as his cock slid straight in right up to his balls. He started to fuck. Lucy beckoned me to come round to their heads and I scurried round with my cock bouncing in front of me. I stood looking down as Lucy directed Mike to suck me. This time he didn’t argue and took all of my cock in his mouth.

He started to suck me with a vengeance and I suddenly felt really weird. My legs gave out and I dropped to my knees, my cock landing on Lucy who immediately took over and continued to suck. The tingle went all the way up to my head which felt really warm.

“God he’s cumming,” Lucy shouted.

“So am I,” screamed Mike as he thrust heavily into her, pumping like a steam engine. Something happened to her too and she shouted out quite loudly, giving me a fright. Mike rolled off and once again I looked down there to see the white liquid running out of her slit in large amounts. I put my finger into it and lifted it to my mouth to everyone’s amazement. I remember quite liking it and actually went back for more.

“He didn’t shoot cum, did he,” Mike asked Lucy?

“No, silly,” said Lucy. “Now neither of you are virgins.”

We all lay for a little while saying nothing. Mike spent a lot of time making sure that no one was going to find out what we had done. I certainly wasn’t going to tell. Who could I tell?

I get the feeling that Lucy had achieved what she set out to achieve as she didn’t come back again. She made excuses the following week and the week after and when Mike saw her with two black boys from school, it was obvious that she was looking for some new experiences.

2. The Interim Years

It would be great to tell you that armed with my new sexual skills at aged 8, I them had a wild sex life in my pre-teen and early teen years. Sadly life isn’t like that and my brother never mentioned the incident again. He stayed with the family until he married at age 19 and I was by then 13. During that time I did enjoy seeing him change, or would sit and talk to him while he bathed or showered. His cock always looked so huge to me, though it probably was about 7.5 inches eventually. I took every opportunity to walk around in front of him with my cock free but he was too busy with his girl-friends to take much notice.

At school, I took up swimming which gave me the chance to watch my fellow classmates as they changed. I had one opportunity when I was 12.

Walking back from swimming one Saturday late morning in Spring, I crossed the small scrub area behind the school which had a footpath and quite dense bushes either side with trees further back. I was extremely horny having watched a number of my friends and even had see one erect in the showers. I had an urge to go into the denser part of the quiet woods and drop my jeans to have an open air wank in the warm air. I carefully picked my way off the track and found a large bush which had been hollowed out in the middle, one of many in the area. I walked in and started to rub my cock. I unclipped my jeans and took my white shorts down to my knees. My cock was already sticking out. At 12, I had about 5 inches of uncut cock and a small but thin patch of pubic hair. As I wanked, I realised that the area was strewn with used condoms full of cum. One condom lay on top of a pile of dry tissues that suggested it was fresh from the previous day. I picked it up and smelt the cum in it. It turned me on. I was going to put the condom on over my erection and add my cum to the small quantity already there when I heard whispers through the bushes.

I pulled my pants up and peered through the branches. In the next bush and clearly visible to me were two older boys from school whom I recognised as Graeme and Liam. I presume they were 15 or so. They were talking to each other in low voices. It was clear that something of a sexual nature was going to happen as they were both rubbing the front of their football shorts. They had obviously been at practice. My immediate thoughts were that they were going to have sex with each other and I was about to get a grandstand view. Then, I heard more movement and a lad of about 17 came into view with a girl of 15 or 16 who I vaguely recognised as a near neighbour’s daughter. She was a pretty girl wearing tight cotton jeans and a tight white top which showed her breasts and nipples quite clearly. She had her arm round the waist of the older boy. This lad was about 6 feet tall and well built. I was now completely confused.

The older guy spoke. “Well she’s here guys and randy as fuck!”

My two school friends looked lustfully at the girl and absently rubbed their shorts at the front. Their cocks were visibly sticking out. The older guy stepped behind the pretty girl and cupped both of her breasts. He then pulled her t-shirt over her head and her naked breasts came straight into view. He unclipped her jeans and let them drop till she was standing there in just a pair of small white lacy panties which clearly showed the “V” of her pubic hair. The two boys lunged forward together and clumsily started to stroke the front of her panties as she leant back into the older boy. I couldn’t really work out the reason for the whole thing. Why would one of the “big” boys in the neighbourhood even talk to someone their age, let alone allow then to fumble with his girlfriend.

My cock was stiff and uncomfortable in my jeans so I eased it out and started to stroke as I watched.

“OK,” said the big boy, “Before you get any more, you keep your side of the bargain.”

The two boys stopped and looked up at him then at each other. The first pulled down his shorts and his cock sprung straight up against his belly. It was uncut and about 4 inches long with a little less hair down there than I had. The second boy followed and his cock was longer and straighter sticking straight out and about 6 inches long. Both boys just stood and the girl took a cock in each hand.

“Nice,” she said.

“Aren’t they,” said the big boy.

He moved round and dropped to his knees taking the smaller boy straight into his mouth. The girl did the same to the other boy. He pulled the boy’s shorts right down and got him to step out of them, them pulled his football top upwards and over his head so the boy was naked except for footwear. The girl did the same to the second boy. They were both good looking boys to me. The younger guy had red hair and freckles and was quite boyish. I was fascinated that his pubic hair was bright red and his balls were loose and hanging and very pink. The older boy was licking them as I watched then licking all the way up his stiff shaft. It was so hard, it was pressed against his belly and the guy had to pull it down t get it in his mouth.

The other boy was dirty blonde with very short hair and a rougher look. His skin was very white but he had browny, blonde hair down below and seemed to have some on his balls also. His balls were tight to his body. I was really hoping to see the older boy’s cock.

Next to completely strip was the girl. She had a little “V” of hair there and I couldn’t see the opening to her sex. At last, the older boy started to strip. He had a wide chest with a small patch of hair in the middle and when he pulled off his tight grey boxer shorts his cock stuck heavily out from him. I would guess it was 8 inches and uncut but really thick. I saw the boy look at it and gasp.

“Suck it,” said the lad.

“Suck it or you don’t get her,” he repeated.

The young red-haired guy knelt down and went really close. He tentatively licked once, then again. The older guy took his head in both hands and stuck his big cock straight in to the boy’s mouth and started to face fuck him. The boy took the cock in his hand and slowed the pace down then got into a steady stride. By this time the girl was keeling before the other boy really sucking his cock. His head was back and he was in heaven.

“OK, all change,” said the older boy. He beckoned the second boy to get in front and suck his cock. He knew better than to refuse so did it immediately. The young girl then lay down on the ground and opened her legs. I could see the red slit with a small patch of hair. It looked really nice and inviting. The boy with the dirty blonde hair lay on top and put his cock straight into her without any preamble. She gasped as he almost immediately started to fuck her. The other two stopped to watch. They both started to stroke their own cocks.

There was a sharp “Oh” from the lad and his movements became more thrusting before he stopped and pulled out. I could see cum dripping off his stiff cock. I continued to stroke mine. The red haired boy lay on top and went straight in. It must have been really squishy with the other cum in her. He must have cum in about three thrusts and as he pulled out, cum was still jetting out thinly from his cock and one jet landed on her little tits.

Both boys looked nervous and hurriedly dressed leaving the older boy and the girl still naked. They thanked the boy and ran off. The older boy looked down at the girl and smiled. She smiled back.

“Well sis, looks like it’s up to me to satisfy you again,” he said.

He knelt then turning her away from him, lay behind her. I had a perfect view of her front. His cock became visible between her legs as he entered her open crack from behind. I could clearly see his cock enter her. He took his time. Both hands were on her tits and he stroked his big took in and out of her. I saw the wetness of the boy’s cum glistening in the sun as he shagged her. He kissed her neck and she was obviously having an orgasm as he shouted that he was cumming. I saw the cock pulse as he shot his load into her. He pulled slightly out and about three inches was visible. The vein on the base was pumping as the load fired into her. He slipped out and she just lay facing me with her legs wide open. I could see a river of white fluid oozing out of her and down between her legs.

I came! An arc of thin cum shot straight out in front of me and landed with suck force that the leaves on the bushes in front crackled.

“What’s that,” she said, sitting up.

I pulled up my shorts as they saw me and I ran. The cum was still trickling down my legs as I ran through the bushes towards home.

I never did find out what it was all about. I didn’t know if she was his little sister. I tried to get to know the two boys at school in the hope of getting involved with them but to no avail. The scenario was re-run in my head many nights afterwards and was the subject of many a late night wank.

There’s not much more tell during these teen years. Of course I fumbled with a few other school friends and I had a couple of girlfriends. I even got to shag them both. I got to second base with a few others and stayed just a healthy normal school kid.

3. Eighteen

My eighteenth birthday was memorable in more ways than one. My voyeuristic tendencies were becoming one of my fantasies. I enjoyed walking home at night in the dark and looking in windows. I even knew a few houses where the young lady or even guy of the house didn’t bother to close curtains when they went to bed and I spent a few evenings waiting to watch. Apart from this, I had the time to meet Claire. She was an attractive petite girl with a shape to die for and short blonde hair. We met through a mutual male friend after he told me she had been dumped by her boyfriend. So by the time my eighteenth was approaching, we had been going out together for over a year. I had a good job with a computer programming company and earning well for my age. She worked in the wages department of a large factory locally.

We were considering marriage and to discuss this and to pre-celebrate my eighteenth, Mike and I decide to have a lad’s night out. Mike’s wife had taken the two children away to her mothers as she “wasn’t going to let the kids see Daddy acting like a child.” I was almost legally allowed to drink so what the heck!

It was in the fifth pub when the pair of us started to get to the serious discussion stage about marriage, love and the past. It was then, for some reason, I brought up the incident with Lucy when he was 14. At first he tried to change the subject but the drink was not going to allow me to drop it. So I tried to tell him what I remembered and he started to fill in the details which I used to tell you earlier in this story. Mike admitted that it had really turned him on watching my small cock going into her and I noticed he was uncomfortable with his seating position, adjusting his crotch as he spoke.

I admitted to Mike that I had wanked over it a few times.

“So have I,” he confessed.

“It’s nights like this that remind me of my bachelor days,” He said.

“Except I have a girlfriend and you have a wife and kids,” I responded.

“And they’re away for the night,” He replied.

“At least let’s have the fun of chatting up a couple of girls,” He begged.

Without dwelling on the next couple of hours, we did get chatting. He was getting on famously with a girl who looked to be more my age and mine was looking a little worried at the two drunks pawing over the pair of them. When the bar closed at 2.00 am, Mike suggested going back to his place. As we headed for a taxi, my girl suddenly changed her mind and said she was tired. I didn’t get a chance to change her mind. As I turned to tell Mike, he was already under his girl’s top and well on the way to first base.

I was beginning to feel like a gooseberry on the way back to the house. When we stumbled into the house, I pulled him aside as his girl “freshened up” and asked what I should do.

“Hang about,” he said,” You might get a stab at her too!”

Off he went to pour some drinks as the girl, who introduced herself as Lisa, came out of the toilet and I went in.

I had a pee and decided to have a shower. Suddenly I noticed my cock rise completely without any help. Wondering what it knew that I didn’t, I continued to shower and then dried. My idea was to go out, say good night, and leave Mike to get what he could.

I wrapped a large towel round myself and went out into the main lounge area. It was semi-dark and I could just make out a naked girl lying on the sofa with her legs wide apart and Mike slurping on her gaping hole. Mike was already stripped to his tight white Jockeys and his bulge was visible. I felt my cock rise. Where I was standing with music playing on the cd player and me in the shadows, they hadn’t heard me and couldn’t really see me. I gripped my cock under the towel and started to stroke it.

Mike moved up to her to tits and gently licked each of the small mounds in turn. She was groaning. He pulled of his briefs and I saw his cock for the first time in about 8 years. It still looked bigger than mine and it looked as stiff as a rod of iron. He lay on top of her and kissed her quite violently, licking her face then plunging his tongue obscenely into her mouth. He pulled her legs apart then fumbled with his discarded jeans, pulling a packet of condoms out, ripping one open and sliding it over his cock. He stood up and looked quite magnificent as he towered over him, the latex clad cock glistening and curving gently skyward. He knelt before her and pushed his cock into her quite roughly. He gasped as it entered and he stated thrusting almost immediately.

My cock was as stiff as I could remember. Mike looked up and I was sure he had seen me, so I walked forward into the lounge where I was slightly more visible. I thought Mike would be embarrassed but the drink was in control.

“Join us bro,” he said?

I walked across and let my towel slip. My thinner cock stood straight out in front of me and the girl’s hand stretched towards it. She pulled it towards her mouth and had to lift her head slightly to suck as Mike’s head was in the way as he pummelled into her. My cock entered her mouth then slipped out, whacking Mike in the face. He smiled, looked up and took the whole cock in his mouth. I was shocked, exhilarated and excited all at once. He sucked like an expert. He licked my balls.

“Your turn bro,” he said, as he pulled out.

I moved into position over her, stretched a condom on my cock as the girl lay splayed and expectantly on the couch and in I went. The thought of fucking a strange girl in front of my brother while he stood naked over me was proving an aphrodisiac and preventing myself from cumming immediately was very difficult. The poor girl, who by now was becoming the pawn in our game, was, nevertheless, thoroughly enjoying herself. In the past 15 minutes she had done nothing but gasp, whimper and groan. Mike was behind me and he rubbed his rigid cock on the crack of my arse. He would never have been able to enter me but it didn’t stop him teasing the head into the entrance.

He came round beside us and offered his now, unclad cock to both of us. She repeated the performance she had done for me and I in turn, tentatively took the head and licked it. The taste was something else. It was musky, slightly salty but really tasty. That was enough and I was now over the brink. I took as much of his cock into my throat as I pushed as deeply as I could into Lisa and erupted into the rubber. Mike pulled his cock back into his own hand and gave a couple of quick rubs as it sprayed jet after jet of warm thin spunk over both of our faces. Lisa and both licked automatically.

“Bloody Hell,” screamed Mike, “That was something, wasn’t it?”

I had to agree. He kept whooping as we all mopped up and Lisa prepared to taxi her home.


Next morning, well next late morning to be precise, I rose and made some breakfast. I took it into Mike and he was extremely shy and coy.

“Well that was a one-off ,” he said.

“Actually two-off,” I said, “Though I was a lot younger last time!”

“Touché,” He said

Well it was kind of one-off as apart from a mutual wank to a porn movie a year later, we never did repeat or really discuss the events of that night again.

4. Twenties:

Claire and I married when I was 19. I loved her and that was it. Everything else was in the past.

We loved each other and we had a home together so by the time I was 21, I was a father to Jonathan. He was a sweet child and our marriage was idyllic. At 22, I was a father to Louise. Our family was complete.

However, I suppose I was 26 before I discovered the park nearby. The park was a large green area near the town centre and at night (especially weekends) the local kids drove down there for sex.

I suppose the first time was late one night after a lads’ night out. I had been definitely drinking too much as I weaved my way home around the park perimeter. I don’t know what made me head into the park but I am glad it happened.

I was walking down a footpath still heading in the general area of home when I saw a car in a secluded parking area, the passenger door was open and in the dark I could see movement. I crawled forward and saw a girl on the passenger seat facing outwards. Her legs were apart and a teenager was thrusting between her legs. I was hooked. Though nothing much was visible, when he came, the noise of his orgasm was so erotic, coupled with the view of his final thrusts that I was hooked. I saw his semi- erect cock as he pulled out and I realised that voyeurism was going to be a part of my life.

I revisited the park many times when I could get out late at night (which wasn’t as often as I would have liked) and had varied shows performed for me. Most were not visually exciting thought the sound effects made up for it. The younger kids, who couldn’t drive, headed further into the park and lay in the clearing made by the rhododendron bushes.

I have varied stories to tell but if you will bear with me, I will move on to my thirties as this is the purpose of my story.



5. Thirties

As I said at the beginning, I am now 36 and this roller coaster of sexual emotions has really gathered momentum in the last year. Jonathan is now 15 with Louise at 14. They are a handful as their hormones go all over the place. Last year we had a burglar alarm put in. This was state of the art stuff, but when the guy was near to fit it I took the opportunity to fit some small cams around the house. As none of the family have my computer skills, they were quite easy to hide. Why I did this, I don’t know but I linked them up to a recorder so I could set them as security cams if we were ever away for a few days. They lay dormant for six months and though I did test them a couple of times I was a bit embarrassed one night to zoom in on Jonathan lying naked on bed stroking his cock to a porn mag.

It was Autumn and a balmy dark Saturday night. Claire had gone to bed early and both kids were out with friends. I told her I was going for a walk, donned some dark clothes, and headed for the park. There was some activity in the car park but not much. Over in the darkest area was a small Volkswagen which was in a secluded spot with bushes to either side. This was my favourite spot because, the car occupants thought it was completely private and the bushes allowed me to not only get close, but to relax without fear of being seen by passers by.

I got really close and in the dim light of distant street lamps, could see this was a good one. The couple were in the back of the car and one of the doors was open. Working my way really close, I could see a male teen arse with no trousers or pants humping up and down. Two female legs were apart and I could just make out the guys hands stroking a tit. She looked to be quite young. He was obviously at least 17, as he was driving but she looked a year or two younger. He withdrew and kneeled above her, lifting his body up and I could see the large cock covered in rubber glisten as he pushed it into her mouth. His hand rubbed her wet vagina and I heard her moan in ecstasy.

He was pumping in and out and saying, “That’s it baby, suck it all the way!”

My cock was in my hand as I gaped at her completely exposed and open sex. It was like a flower and so young. There was hair, of course, but just a little, almost as though she had trimmed it. His beautiful organ was as hard as only a teen cock can be. He pulled off the condom and threw it out of the car and grasped the girl’s hair as he wanked straight at her face.

“This is going to be good,” I thought, “A facial!”

He swung her head round giving me a great look at her face as he started to spurt. I came simultaneously as the jet of thin teen cum sprayed on her face and her mouth opened like a small bird being fed. In the dim light, I recognised my daughter. I was wanking over my own daughter!!!

The cum by now was running down her chin as my own cum was spraying into the bushes. I felt both sick and exhilarated. I pulled up my flies and left quickly heading into the dark part of the park where I walked around for some 45 minutes to get my head together.

Of course both of the kids went out regularly “with friends” and I didn’t really think about them being sexually active. I knew Jonathan wanked, but if she was doing it – he must be. He couldn’t drive, so where could he be having sex? Of course – here! In the bushes – at the same time as his sister. I looked at my watch and realised he had only been out of the house for about two hours. I started to carefully follow my well worn, predatory path around the park. I came across three couples in various stages of copulation but not Jonathan. I realised my cock was stiff again – why?

Then I saw him! He had made the big mistake of wearing a white football top and though he was well into the rhododendron bushes, I saw him. His top was still on but his pants were at his feet and so were his white briefs. The girl was against the trunk of the bush and her pants were visible on the ground. Her top was lifted and her small white breasts were in view. I was able to get really close. Their panting and fumbling covered the odd twig snapping I a got as close as I could. I saw Jonathan’s buttocks pumping in and out – he was fucking her. He pulled out and dropped to his knees, pushing his face into her front and licking the very hole his cock had just left. I could hear the slurping of her juices as he licked and, once more, my cock was in my hand. He stood again and entered her once more in one swift push with the urgency that teenagers have. She gasped as he went in and I envied the fact that I couldn’t push him aside and push mine in too. He arched his back and it was obvious he was emptying himself into her. I hadn’t had time to reach any orgasm myself and was far too close to make an exit so decided to wait until they left.

It took about five minutes before he threw his filled rubber down and the pair left holding hands. She seemed a pretty girl from what I could see. I looked at the rubber and was overwhelmed with the desire to taste my son’s seed and her juices. I crawled forward, pulled down my pants and picked up the condom. Jonathan had pumped a large load of warm cum into it and I held it above my head, taking the teat and the warm, rubber clad liquid into my mouth where I rolled it around in my mouth while I wanked. It tasted of girl, rubber and that ammonia taste of cum. Using my teeth, I punctured a hole in the teat and let the cum drizzle down my throat until there was none left. My cum shot with such force that it hurt as it passed through the slit in my cock. It’s urgency to find its way out of my balls caused a force of liquid that sprayed out for feet in front and hit the leaves of the bushes in front with a noisy “splat.”

I felt immediately guilty. As I put my cock away and left the area I felt bad at watching my own kids, bad at being excited by watching my own kids. Worse though, bad at the thought that I knew I was going to do it again!

I realised that Jonathan and Louise must have known that each were in the park as, next morning, when I asked how their night had been, both were quick to tell me how boring it was but I saw them look at each other. So they were sharing experiences. I did not share the story with Claire for obvious reasons but at least our sex life was enjoyable for the next few nights. The next Saturday night, I made an excuse to go for a walk again while the kids were out but was not treated to another show and they were not to be found at the park. I had scored a double on my first chance.

Claire announced that she wanted to visit her grandmother who lived about 150 miles away. She thought we could both go as Gran had a spare room. I said that I couldn’t and, anyway, I didn’t want to leave the kids unattended. It was then agreed that she take Louise with her and I could look after Jonathan for the weekend.

I started to think of a plan. I told Jonathan that something had come up to do with work and I was going over to visit a business colleague on Saturday late afternoon till quite late as I would probably stay for dinner. Jonathan then asked if, since he was going to be alone, he could invite some friends round to watch the final of “Pop Idol.” I was hoping he had other plans but I readily agreed. I also said that, so he could clear the house, I would be out until at least midnight and would call him when I was leaving to come home. He seemed to like the idea.

Of course, I was going nowhere. I spent the Friday checking the camera equipment and even installed a couple more. The clarity was great and I had them hooked in to record as required. When he went out on the Saturday afternoon, I said I would be gone by the time he got back and, like the caring father I was, told him to behave. He said that since it was only a couple of mates, he would have no option.

Once he left, I stocked up my office with food and a few drinks, took the old “Portaloo” left from our camping days and a folding bed, just in case, then locked the office door from the inside. I was able to do some work as the camera from the front door was keeping watch. Around 5.30 pm the phone rang and stopped.

“Checking,” I thought.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, I saw Jonathan and two of his friends come up the drive. Leo was a 17 year old stud with very short blonde hair and a 5 feet 10 inch lean frame and Jack was a smaller 16 year old guy with a slightly effeminate, softer build. His hair was longish and dark and his piercing blue eyes added to this slight campness. They all came to the door and let themselves in.

In true lad’s fashion, they headed for the kitchen and raided the fridge. I noticed that Jonathan had a brown bag which had a good number of beer cans in it. They flopped on the couch and switched on television. Though sound was good, their teenage banter was more difficult to follow. I could make out chat about “chicks,” and the odd sexual reference but that was it. So busy was I in watching this that when the doorbell rang, I jumped. I hadn’t seen the next wave arriving. Two more of Jonathan’s male friends, neither of whom I recognised. One looked to be older, around 18 and his friend probably 17. Both looked a bit rougher than the others and very male in their stance. With, them however, were two pretty girls who also looked a bit on the common side. They were quite scantily dressed for this quite cool day and their breasts stuck outwards very prominently with nipples clearly showing through their tops. Both were blonde haired, one long hair and one short and both looked to be about 16. As I watched, I saw the girl he had been with in the bushes a few weeks previously running up the drive to join them. She seemed to know all the lads.

All of them entered the house and stretched themselves around, opening can after can of beer. The older guy had also brought a bag of cans and it was obvious that sobriety was not on the agenda. The oldest lad pulled a DVD out of his bag and put it in the player. I could not see the content because of the angle but judging from the roars, it was a porno. I saw Jonathan go round the house locking the two outside doors before returning to sit with the girl he knew from the park. The older guys sat with their two girls and I wondered what the two “gooseberries” were going to do if anything started.

I had stripped naked and, as I watched, I was stroking my hard cock. I saw the guys pass round some blue pills and swallow. It looked like “Viagra” but I couldn’t be sure. The two girls who I hadn’t seen before stood up after talking to the boys and started to dance together in an erotic way as the other jeered onward. They slowly stripped off their tops till they stood in skirt and bra. Suggestively they walked over to their “boyfriends” and stroked the guy’s legs and crotches. I noticed Jonathan was getting on heavily with his own girl on the sofa. Leo and Jack were uncomfortably rubbing their crotches and, when the two girls headed in their direction and sat on their laps, they looked like the cat that got the cream. It surprised me that the older boys were positively encouraging this.

Then the two headed for Jonathan who was pretty well occupied. They both kneeled in front of him and started to rub a leg each. He laughed and opened his legs playing along with their game. They stripped off their bras in one and the long haired girl stuck his tits in his face. Still laughing, he took then in hand while his girlfriend watched. The third girl was still between his legs and in one adept swoop, unclipped his belt, unzipped his fly, reached in and stuck his cock in her mouth. Jonathan threw his head back and his eyes rolled.

“My God, my young son was performing group sex in front of his male friends.”

She wriggled his pants down to expose his white Jockeys with his long cock sticking out of the top obscenely. The guys around had all taken their cocks out and were wanking. Leo was stunning. His cock was a long thick specimen which looked to be about 8 inches long and thick. Young Jack had his uncut 6 inches in hand and of the other two guys, the oldest also had a proud 7 inches of meat.

That was the cue and they all started to strip. I watched in awe as 8 naked teenage bodies came into view. The boys all stood up affording me a glorious view of their manhood. How I wished to be part of this. The three girls still stood in the middle with the firm pert breasts curving upwards. The “V” of their pubic patches could be clearly seen as they writhed in the middle of the floor. The boys stood round and the girls knelt before them taking cock in mouth and sucking softly on each in turn. I noticed that Leo was very popular, with two girls sucking at the same time. The boys were very, very hard.

Jonathan stood up and faced his girl while he pushed his stiff cock between her legs. As he did it, Leo walked up behind him with a smile on his face and jokingly pushed his hard monster between Jonathan’s legs. Jonathan opened them and closed over Leo’s cock pushing his buttocks in and out. I noticed Leo’s joking face change very rapidly to that of pleasure. While making the excuse of trying to kiss the girl, it was obvious to me that he was really enjoying having his cock between Jonathan’s legs.

From time to time they would drift out of sex and flop on the sofas, opening yet more cans of beer. They were all well drunk and the girls particularly, were staggering around. Jack was lying back on the couch with his cock sticking up in the air and one of the girls stumbled over to him with a condom in hand and opened it, slipping it on his cock He was almost oblivious. She lowered herself down on to his cock and started to ride him. Jonathan’s girl then did the same to him and the third girl headed for Leo. She struggled to get it in and had to make a number of attempts before she too, slid all the way down.

The other boys watched and wanked.

By 9.30 pm, it was becoming obvious that they were all blitzed. Jack had cum in the condom and was lying back on the sofa asleep with the condom full of cum still attached to his erect cock (“it was Viagra). The second of the two boys had also had five minute shag at one of the girls and was asleep with the condom in his hand. Jonathan’s girl friend was out of it too as well as the short haired girl. Only Jonathan, Leo, the older boy and one of the girls were lying around still erect and waiting for something to happen.

I had a brainwave! I picked up my mobile and called the house. Jonathan jumped as it rang!

“Hi Jonathan, you o.k.?”

“Yes fine Dad.” “You’re not coming home yet?” He panicked!

“No son, I’ve had too much to drink and I’ve decided to stay over here and come home after breakfast tomorrow.” “I’ll call before I leave though.” If you fancy a beer or two there’s some in the fridge so if your friends want to stay over they can.”

“GREAT – thanks Dad!”

He got up and poured more beer for everyone, including the sleeping ones who groggily opened eyes and took the offering. It wasn’t long before we were back to the same scenario as before with three guys and one girl awake. Leo approached the girl and offered his cock. Jonathan lay beside her watching her take the head in her mouth. The older guy suddenly leaned over and took Jonathan’s full cock in his mouth.

I heard him say “Pity to waste it while you’re waiting.”

Jonathan jumped then just lay back while the guy sucked him, When Leo pulled out of the girl, Jonathan leaned forward and tentatively licked the head. The girl looked lost and lay back on the sofa as Jonathan stood up, his cock standing proudly erect and pulled a condom on. She opened her legs and he slowly entered her. I saw every inch go in.

As he started to fuck, the other lads pulled condoms on and started to wait and wank. Jonathan came in her and the second guy went in. He took five minutes and pulled out as Leo pushed his monster into her.

Leo took his time as she groaned in pleasure as he brought her to orgasm. It was now 11.00 pm and within 10 minutes they were all sprawled, asleep on the floor.

It was now or never as “plan B” came into action. This was further than I ever intended and I knew it was risky but the cock in my hand was in charge. I opened the door and slipped slowly downstairs. The first thing to do was dim the lights so that if anyone awoke, they would not immediately know who it was. The light was dull and though I could see quite clearly, to anyone wakening from drunken sleep, I would just be a shape. I was stark naked but had a dressing gown to hand.

I started with the young girl I had seen with Jonathan. She lay back on the sofa with her legs askew. Her vagina was slightly gaping and visibly wet. I knelt in front of her and lapped her juices. I could taste the condoms used to fuck her. They lay on the carpet beside me. I picked Jonathan’s up and trickled his contents on to my fingers and used the moist seed to lubricate her. She whimpered as my cum lubricated fingers slipped into her. I kissed her tits and licked around the nipples which stood erect. I had to move on.

Jonathan was next. His cock, still affected by the Viagra and lying semi-erect. I picked it in my hand and it jumped. I pulled back the skin and looked at his bulbous head and then put my lips around it. He grew to full size and was instantly stiff. I stroked his balls and cupped them in my hand as I sucked him. He groaned with pleasure. I hope my cams were picking this up.

The next girl was lying on the other sofa with the second of the rough lads beside her. I knelt down again and slurped her while holding his 6 inch cock in my hand. It too responded. She groaned and cuddled him more. I licked around her tits and down her chest back to her vagina. The clitoris was pronounced and hard like a little penis as I took it gently in my teeth. The cock in my right hand was now erect. I moved over and put my mouth completely over it and started to suck. He moved closer to her and, in his sleep, gently kissed her breasts. His cock went rigid and he spurted two short blasts into my mouth. I swallowed, then moved back to licked her to a small, nocturnal orgasm.

Jack was still lying on his own in the chair, his condom trailing from his cock, still full of semen. I took the whole package into my mouth and felt his liquid rolling around. His cock slowly rose from sleep and filled the condom. I continued to suck and he lay back. His eyes half-opened and I stopped but he grabbed the back of my head and made me continue. I did. It didn’t take him long and I felt the liquid spurt into the rubber sac. I pulled the condom off him and sucked his cock taking the last of his juice into my mouth as he drifted back to sleep. I took the condom with me.

As I was about to move on, determined to get my hands on all of them, I was aware of movement and was horrified to see Leo stumble to his feet and head towards the toilet upstairs. I lay absolutely still and, thankfully he didn’t recognise me in his drunken haze. I had been licking and lapping amongst them for about 45 minutes and it was now closing on midnight

While he was in the toilet, I slipped quickly back upstairs and into my study. After that close shave I felt I didn’t want to tempt fate again. My idea was to wait until Leo returned downstairs and go to sleep on my camp bed in the room. I watched Leo come out of the toilet on my cam. He was really drunk and unsteady. He banged into the wall and stood with his back to it to steady himself before sliding down on to the floor. He lay there for a few minutes then, on all fours, crawled into my bedroom, up on to the bed and passed out on his back. I watched and within 5 minutes, I could here the gentle snores as he returned to his drunken stupor.

“Oh dear,” I thought. “This is just too good to miss”

I slipped on some shorts and went back out to the hall. I entered my room quietly and closed the door behind me, locking it as I went in. I could see Leo clearly in the light from the street lamps outside and I went across to look down on his stunning body. The tall athletic frame on this 17 year old belonged on a much older guy. He had a patch of dark blonde hair on his chest, blonde hairy arms and legs and a reddish blonde pubic region. The thick cock lay to his left over low hanging balls and even soft, it must have been 4 inches and thick. I gently called his name but had no response – even when I increased the volume. I patted his face with no answer.

My hands strayed and I lifted the flaccid cock in my hands and stroked it, enjoying its spongy texture. I lifted his balls in my other hand and stroked his cock up and down.

Apart from a little twitch, there was little response. I was getting a little more daring so I gently moved my mouth over his cock. There was a slightly salty taste but since he had been fucking with it, cum with it and pissed through it I wasn’t too surprised. I was too far gone to care. This guy was like a corpse. I moved up, pulled off my shorts and sat astride him resting my rigid cock on top of his soft one and wrapping my hands round both to gently wank. I had to keep stopping or my cum would have been everywhere. My head was buzzing with the high this was giving me. It was dangerous, really dangerous, but somehow I didn’t care. I knew that I would never get this chance again.

It was then that I felt movement in his cock. It was starting to grow, hesitantly at first then with a steady stretching until it was a semi erect 7 inch beast. My mouth was back round it in seconds and with that I realised that this young lad had well over 8 inches of uncut meat. It was absolutely solid. How easily the young can recover.

I stroked it, licked it, ran my tongue around his balls and yet still there was no sign of life. I slid out of bed and over to the bedside table where I found some lubricant I used when Claire and I were having our more active sex sessions. I pulled the used condom that I had taken from Jack, untied the little knot on the end and slid it easily over Leo’s big cock. The little teat on the end sagged down with the weight of Jack’s two loads. I put my mouth over the cock and savoured both the teat full of cum and Leo’s cock. I lubricated my hole well. I used the pump dispenser to ensure I had plenty lubricant as this was going to be only my second time. I just knew I had to do this.

I straddled Leo and took the cock, pulling the condom back tightly and sat slowly down on him. At first it hurt like Hell but by pulling back out then pushing back in, I eventually got his large acorn head inside my hole. It took probably 10 minutes before his cock was fully embedded inside me. My own cock stuck out as straight as a ruler, pointing at Leo’s chest and face. I started to ride up and down on him.

A small gasp escaped from his mouth and he mumbled “Yes, bitch!” The voice was distant as though he was dreaming of fucking the girl again. He started to hump with me and I felt as though his massive organ was ripping me but I couldn’t have pulled him off as the pleasure was just too much.

I rode and rode, getting quite abandoned, leaning forward and kissing him. My tongue pushed into his mouth and though it opened, there was little response. Suddenly the cock seemed to grow inside me and he humped forcibly into me. I could feel the pumping of his organ as the contents of his balls filled the condom and mixed with that of his friend. My own cock sprayed cum over Leo, hitting his chest and neck with one jet landing on his lips. I hadn’t even touched my cock. I pulled of his deflating monster and looked down at the generously filled condom. Fear was starting to kick in.

I grabbed a towel and quickly dried him. I pulled the condom off his cock and quickly grabbed my shorts, slipping out of the room and back to my own hideaway. By 8 am, I had wanked myself again twice. In the morning, I heard them move around and watched as they all dressed embarrassingly. I called Jonathan around 10.00 and said that I assumed everyone had gone home earlier and told him I would be home at midday.

I watched the panic as they cleared the evidence and he threw everyone out. Thankfully he went out to take one of the girls home, allowing me to slip out of the room and be downstairs for his return. I was told, of course that it had been a lad’s night and as I sat and had coffee with Leo and Jonathan, my hole told another story.

I would love to be able to add more experiences to this story, but, to be honest, the incident left me quite frightened at what I was capable of doing and my bi-sexual and gay experiences since have been away rather than home games. I must admit that the tapes of that night have been edited and make for a very raunchy two hour movie which gives me endless pleasure on a quiet night.




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