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Hypnosis
Some people have it so easy and some have a hard time. I happen to fall in the latter category. Society and peer pressure can be so unfair. When I was growing up I had a weight problem. I was chubby for no apparent reason. I ate less than most and I exercised as much as I could. I could not loose the extra baggage. My classmates were of no help. In fact they made my life miserable. Some times they were just down right cruel. In gym classes the guys would tell me that I needed to wear a bra. I hated gym classes or any other activities where I had to wear skimpy clothes.
When I graduated from high school I was five foot seven inches and weighed close to two hundred forty-five pounds. I had tried all kinds of diets and exercises to no avail. I had been to a number of doctors who could not help me.
Even when I was looking for a job I am certain that my weight and appearance hindered me in getting some of the jobs that I was most qualified and interested, but was not hired due to my weight. I had told myself a million times that it was not my fault, but I had never been able to convince myself. I tried to be cheerful and friendly to everyone, but deep inside I was hurting, and often would seek out a place to be alone where I cried and felt sorry for myself.
By the time I was twenty-one, I was still overweight and I had had the same boring job that no one else wanted and was making the same low salary that I was making when I first went to work.
One night I was watching TV and they were talking about the evils of smoking cigarettes and what it would do to your health. There was a good-looking man on the program who made a statement that if he quite smoking that he would gain weight. I had already been told that my being overweight might cause me to have a heart attack. I figured that I might as well try smoking, and perhaps I would loose the extra pounds. I could worry about quitting smoking later thinking that I would have a better chance of quitting smoking than I had had in loosing weight.
When I started smoking many of my acquaintances some who were smokers themselves all discouraged me, and told me that it was both a filthy and expensive habit. To my dismay, I ignored them.
By the end of the first month I was smoking two packs a day and I had lost ten pounds. I was eating and exercising the same. With in a year, I had lost sixty-five more pounds, and I was practically chain-smoking. Some days I would smoke as many as four packs a day. I knew that I was addicted to nicotine, but I was so pleased with myself that I was now down to 170 pounds and no one was making fun or saying anything about my being overweight. I still wanted to loose five to ten pounds, but never the less I would settle for the 170 pounds.
My whole life was beginning to change. I was having a social life and I got a much much better job. I had even made a couple of friends and had met several men who had sex with me.
From the unbelievable pressure from society, friends, doctors, an others I first tried to cut down on my smoking. For a while I was doing real well. I was down to a pack and a half a day. Twice I was able to stop and went for a week or so without smoking a cigarette. Each attempt failed and I would start smoking again. It was pure hell for me not to smoke, but at least I did not gain any of the weight back. Each of these times, I awarded myself with the money that I was saving from not buying cigarettes on buying clothes that I thought that made me look sexy.
Each time I started smoking again I would try a different method of breaking my addiction and smoking habit. I had tried nicotine patches, and any number of different things. Nothing had worked. At one time I was able to go for three months without smoking. Every time I quite when I got into a stressful situation I would give in thinking that I would only smoke one cigarette that ended up a pack and another pack until I was smoking as much as ever.
I learned that if I went to the gym and worked out or swim laps that I did not want a cigarette until I had finished and was on my way home. I started spending an hour or two a day at least five days a week in the gym. It was not my intent to become a body builder, but I was successful in getting my body toned up and I was all muscle and no excess fat anywhere on my body. It gave me a lot of self-confidence and I was very pleased with the way I looked.
The only other time I did not crave a cigarette was while I was having sex, but I was not so successful in spending as much time doing that, as I would like.
One Sunday morning I ran across an ad in the newspaper about a man claiming that he could break the smoking habit by using hypnosis and counseling. He charged two hundred dollars for four one and half hour sessions, and guaranteed success.
I knew very little about hypnosis and was very skeptical that it would work. I decided if it did not work that I would not loose anything but my time. I gave him a call. He told me his name was Rex Hastings and I told him that I was Chris Walker. We talked for some time on the phone and we agree that I would attend four sessions and if I did not stop smoking that I would not owe him anything. I was to meet him on Friday evenings at 7:00PM for four weeks. He told me to dress casually and he gave me his address and told me his office was in his home.
Taking Rex at his word, I wore my gym shorts, tank top and tennis shoes, and planned on going to the gym after the session was over. When I arrived at the address he gave me, I was still very skeptical, and figured that I would attend the first session, and if I did not like it that I would not attend the other three sessions.
I rang the doorbell and when I saw Rex, my knees got weak, and I could not believe what a great looking man he was. He had on a tight fitting outfit that I had seen gymnast wear. He was about my height and my age or maybe a year or two older and in perfect physical condition. He had a beautiful head of blond hair with big brown eyes and a smile that just made me want to kiss him. He shook my hand and showed me into his office. He had me sit down in front of his desk. He sat down beside me instead of sitting down behind his desk.
He was very relaxed and made me feel very comfortable. We talked a few minutes to get to know each other. What really surprised me the most was that he invited me to smoke if I wanted to. There was an ashtray on the desk in front of me. I lit up a cigarette, and he asked me how many cigarettes I smoked a day. I told him that I smoke at least three packs or more.
He smiles and said, “I guess you know what that is doing to your body?”
I replied, “I am well aware of what it is doing or I would not be here.”
Rex then said, “Okay, Okay… I could give you an hour’s lecture on how bad it is on your health, but I am sure you have already heard everything I could tell you….You certainly have a nice build. Do you work out regularly?”
“Yes I do. I going to the gym tonight after we are through here.”
Rex replied, “That’s great man. I also work out everyday. I am a physical therapist. My fulltime job is working with male swimmers and gymnasts. During my spare time, I have been doing this hypnotist thing for a year now. I am a self-taught hypnotist, and thus far I have had excellent results in having people like you to quite smoking. Why don’t we get started.”?
He got up and turned the lights off in his office leaving a small night light on. He got behind my chair and told me to lean my head back on to the chair and relax. He patted me on the shoulders and told me again to relax. He turned on a piece of equipment that he must have designed himself. A dot of light appears on the wall in front of me, and began to slightly swing back and forth.
He stood behind my chair and softly said, “Chris, look at the light and relax….Just relax and look at the light…..Don’t think about anything else…. Just watch the light…..Look at the light…..Watch the light…..Watch the light….Watch the light…You are getting sleepy……Very sleepy…..Just look at the light and go to sleep…. Go to sleep…..Sleep…..Sleep…..A deep sleep…..Chris you are now hypnotized.
“Sorry about that Rex. I’m not hypnotized yet. Do you want to try it again?”
“Not tonight Chris. You may just be one of those people who cannot be hypnotized. I will try it again next week. Now let’s take another approach. I want you to lie down on the couch on your stomach and get relaxed. I am going to turned on a recording that I have made and I want you to close your eyes, relax and listen to the tape. Okay?”
I lay down on the couch and he came over beside the couch and moved my arms down to my sides, and then removed my shoes and spread my legs apart. He patted me on my butt and told me that he would start the tape and for me to keep my eyes close and just relax and listen to the tape.
He started the tape and I heard the sounds of waves hitting the rocks on the coast, sounds of the wind blowing in the trees, rain, and water in a steam. There was a soft sound of thunder in the far background. They were peaceful sounds birds and other sounds that made me relax and think of being out of doors. These sounds repeated over and over during the whole tape, but then there was a soft voice that sounded like Rex that was saying things like “I want to quite smoking……I need to quite smoking…..Smoking is bad for me…..I must quite smoking…….I don’t want to smoke.” While I was listening to the tape, Rex was kneeling down by the couch and was gently running his fingertips over my entire backside of my body.
About three fourths away through the tape, Rex whispered in my ear and told me to turn over. I reluctantly rolled over knowing full well that my dick was getting hard in my jockey strap. He began to run his fingertips over my chest and shoulders all the way to my feet.
When the tape was over, Rex stood up and reached over and took a hold of my crotch and said, “That’s a real boner you got going. It’s almost as big as the one I have…. Now, I am going to try another approach that I have never done before. I’m going to replay the tape, but this time I want you to take all your clothes off and I am going to take care of that boner of yours while you listen to the tape again. Do you have any objections?”
I did not answer him but started yanking my clothes off and was holding onto my hard dick waiting for him to restart the tape. After the tape started again, he stood by the couch and we looked at each other while he took off all his clothes. I had to catch my breath when I saw his beautiful cock sticking straight out in front of him. He must have had at least eight inches and a set of big balls as well.
He knelt down beside the couch and told me to close my eyes and listen to the tape. He began to run his fingertips over my body again but this time he was touching my bare skin. While he was giving me the finger treatment he began kissing, licking and sucking on my cock. I have to omit that I did hear the sounds on the tape but I paid no attention to the smoking bit.
Rex had sucked and deep throated me for some time and I asked, “Rex, have you ever smoked before?”
He rose up off of my cock and looked at me with a big smile and said, “Only big cigars. I sure do like smoking your big cigar. I think I am addicted to cum.”
I replied, “Well Good Buddy, I like a good cigar. Get up on this couch on top and me and let’s smoke each other’s cigars. I want to share some of that addiction of cum with you.”
I do not think that either of us knew when the tape was over. I had never enjoyed receiving or giving a blowjob like we had. He was on top of me and I was giving him head fast and furious. He was doing his share in assisting me by fucking my face in rhythm to my pumping my head up and down on his cock. Suddenly he stopped. I had my hands clasping a hold of the cheeks of his butt. They got as hard as a rock and he began spurting his man juices down my throat one spurt after the other. His whole body began to tremble as a result of the aftermath of his climax.
He slowly got off of me, and we exchanges positions so that I was on top of him. He could hardly wait to get my cock back in his mouth and had his hands on my hips that were egging me on to fuck his face. I was hot, but he was as hot as a firecracker, and was letting me know that he was eager and anxious to give me pleasure. I don’t know how he did it but when I shoved my cock down his throat he stuck out his tongue and licked my pubic hairs and the base of the shank of my cock. At the same time he twisted his head back and forth and his nose was massaging my nuts. It did not take me very long to have the most enjoyable gigantic ejaculation that I believed that I have ever experienced.
We got up and sat down on the couch beside each other. He put his hand on my leg and looked at me smiling ear to ear and said, “For professional and ethical reasons I am not going to count this as a session. Next week I will try to hypnotize you again. There is a chance that I want be able to break you of smoking cigarettes, but perhaps I can get you addicted to smoking my cigar instead. At anytime you want to smoke it, I will have it lit and it will be available for you.” He slapped me on my leg and we started to get dressed.
After he got his pants back on he went over to a closet and got a quart fruit jar with a lid on it. It had about inch of water inside. He handed it to me and told me that he wanted me to save all my cigarette butts from the cigarettes that I smoked during the next week and put them in the jar and bring it back with me at our next session.
He shook my hand and told me that he was looking forward to seeing me at the same time next Friday. I turned around and started to leave. He grabbed a hold of my arm and whirled me around facing him. He smiled and as he was dropping to his knees, he told me he needs just one more puff from my cigar. He yanked down my shorts and took my dick out of the jockey strap and sucked my limp dick until it started to get hard. He stood back up and thanked me. He put his arm around my shoulder and walked me to the front door.
I do not know if it was a psychological thing or not, but I did not even think about lighting up a cigarette on my way to the gym nor afterwards for the rest of the night.
It was mid morning the next day at work before I thought about smoking. I just thought about Rex’s cigar instead and spent my break in the john jacking myself off. I was able to hold out until after lunch before I just had to have a smoke.
For the rest of the week I smoked half as much as I normally did, but I still had a jar full of cigarette butts when I went for my second session. This time I dressed even more casual. I did not ware my jockey strap. When Rex greeted me at the door he also was more casually dressed. He was barefooted and only had on his gym pants and his usual big smile.
We set down in front of his desk as we did before. He asked me how the week went and if I had cut back on my smoking. I proudly gave him the good news that I had cut my smoking in half. He grinned and asked me how I managed to do not smoke as much. I lend over and put my hand on his leg and told him that I thought about smoking his cigar instead, which caused me to give myself hand jobs. He simile and told me that he had also given himself a few hand jobs during the week while thinking about me.
He jumped up and briefly looked at the jar of cigarette butts that I had set on the desk. Then he said that he want to try again to put me under hypnosis. He turned out the lights and went through the same process that he had done the week before and we had the same results. He decided that I just was not a good candidate for being hypnotized. He then asked me if I wanted to try to listen to the tape again. I certainly had no objections having a vivid memory of the last time. He had me lie down on the couch and get relaxed. Then he told me that in order for me to concentrate that he was going to start the tape and leave the office while I listened to the tape. I thought that was a real cop out and was rather disappointed. However, I did listen to the tape more intently than before. I was so relaxed by the time it was over that I was almost asleep.
I heard the tape start over and felt Rex’s familiar fingertips. I rose up and removed my clothes and lay back down so that I could enjoy the magical feeling of his fingers on my skin. This time while he was using his sensuous touching, when he got to my buttocks he massaged them and then proceeded down my legs to my feet. He spent several minutes massaging my feet and toes. I had obtained an erection but it was a comfortable one that I knew with in time, proper attention would be given to it. After I had turned over on my back, he stood beside me and let me stroke his huge cock for some time before he continued to run his fingers over me, and began to give me head. After a short time without even asking, he got on top of me so we could “smoke each other’s cigars”. We were each reaching the upper levels of eroticism and Rex got off of me.
He walked over to his desk and came back and said, “I going to put a wrapper on your cigar. I want you to fuck me.”
He knelt down beside the couch and sucked my cock for a minute or two. He spit into the condom and slid it over my wet cock and then put lube on it. He put lube up his asshole, and then suggested that I lay down on the floor on my back. He straddled me and sat down on my cock.
He smiled at me and said, “Now don’t get carried away and get a rug burn on those nice buns of yours.”
He proceeded to bounce up and down on my cock as if he were doing calisthenics. I was feeling so good that I did not give a damn if I got a rug burn or not. I was joining in and we soon had a rhythm going with me trying to fuck his ass. We were looking at each other and could see each other’s facial expressions, which just heighten our sexual lust and enjoyment. Just to see Rex and his muscular body in full action was just about enough to send me over the edge. He kept on bouncing up and down slightly twisting and adjusting his squatting position. I saw him biting his lips and beginning to flex his pecs and stomach muscles. Then he leaned back and put his hands on the floor beside my legs and continued to fuck me with his asshole. I felt his asshole muscle tighten around the shank of my cock buried inside of him and he began to shoot his cum some of which hit my chin, chest, stomach, and abdomen. He sat back up straight grinning at me and continued to bounce up and down on me until I began to shoot off. He sat down leaving my cock up his asshole, and straightens out his legs and put his feet under my armpits and sat there jacking on his new acquired erection until I regain my breath and senses.
He looked at me and said, “God! You are the hottest man that I have ever met, and you make me hot. I do believe that if you smoke my cigar that I can shoot off again. Are you up to it big guy?”
“You damn right if you will get your hot ass off of me?” I replied.
He said, “Well don’t move. I have some housecleaning to do before you get up.”
He got up and started licking his cum off of me, and then took the condom off and licked and sucked my cock clean and until I was fully erected again. We move to the couch and he had me get on top of him and told me to fuck his face as hard and fast as I wanted to that he like being facefucked.
He said, “Stick that big cigar down my throat and feel free to dump your ashes into my ashtray. Just give me enough room to blow the smoke out of my nose.”
I began to hump his face with no mercy, and he was working over my buns and asshole with his strong fingers and hands. At times he had such a grip on the cheeks of my ass that I would not have been surprise if I did not have bruise marks, but God did it ever feel good. I was equally trying to do justice in sucking and deep throating and giving his asshole, buns and nuts attention with my fingers and hands. I must have been doing a fair job because he rewarded me with a huge quantity of his cum. I kept on sucking his cock even after it got soft, and even then it was a mouth full. Only a few minutes after he shot off, I took full advantage of his offer and I dumped my ashes into his ashtray until it was about to over flow.
I got off of him and we sat down on the couch. Neither of us said anything while we got dressed.
He put his arm around my shoulder and said, “You know the way we are going, we may never get around to having our first session. I don’t know if I can wait until next Friday so I can smoke your cigar again. If you do not have any plans for tomorrow night, I would like to take you out for dinner, and then we can come back here, and smoke all night if you would like that?”
“Shit yeah! I will even bring my cigar with a wrapper on it.”
“Why don’t you come over about five o’clock and we will get an early start. Now, I hate to do this too you, but there is one other thing I want you to do before you leave. You will hate me after this, but it is for your own good. I want you to take that jar with the cigarette butts into the bathroom and open it up and take ten good deep breaths of the odor in the jar before you empty the jar in the commode and flush it. Then I want you to rinse out the jar, put some more water in it and take it with you, and collect your cigarette butts from this coming week, and bring it back with you next Friday. Okay?”
“Rex, are you telling me that you want me to smell that stinking odor in the jar?”
“That’s right! Ten deep breaths of it. Then when you smoke a cigarette you can remember that odor. It may make you throw up, but I want you to get at least ten good whiffs of it. The bathroom is behind that door.”
I had already had smelled the odor when I added more butts in the jar. I knew that I was not going to like what he had asked me to do, but if it would help me quite smoking I was going to do it. I got into the bathroom and took three good deep breaths of the shit and I tossed up everything in my stomach including Rex’s precious cum. I took four more whiffs and gagged wanting to throw up some more. Finally I was able to complete all of the ten whiffs of the shit and emptied the contents of the jar into the commode. I had to flush the commode three times before all the butts went down the drain. The whole bathroom had the foul odor in it. Rex came in and turned on the exhaust fan and asked me if I was all right. I must have looked like I felt. He helped me to the couch and sat down beside me.
He put his arm around me and said, “That was bad wasn’t it. Just think about what that crap is doing to your lungs and your body. Do you know that some people who smoke a lot like you do actually have a body odor that other people who do not smoke can smell? The odor does not only get inside your body but gets on your clothes and in your hair as well as on other people around you when you smoke. Of course it is not as strong as what you just experience, but it is the same kind of odor. From now on when you light up a cigarette, think of that foul odor. Just remember that when we smoke each other’s cigars we are not endangering our health. We are just eating the protein that we need.”
“Rex, I like the way you think. Save up all that could protein for tomorrow night….I have one question. Have you ever had sex with anyone while they were hypnotize?”
“Now Chris if you knew me better you would know that I would never do anything like that. Is that the reason I can’t hypnotize you?”
“No. I just thought about it…. Well, I need to get to the gym and swim some laps; I have gained a pound this week. I never want to get overweight again.”
Rex asked, “You overweight? You look in perfect shape now. How many pounds were you ever overweight?”
“It has been almost two years ago that I weighed 245 pounds. I have lost 75 pounds, and I never want to be that fat again. It is a long story that I want bore you with, but I started smoking cigarettes that caused me to loose the weight and now I can’t shake the nicotine fits and stop smoking. I have tried everything, and that is the reason I came to you.”
“Chris, I will do my best to help you. If nothing else works, then we might just have to move in together and have sex twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. Do you think that might help?”
“It just might work for about a two weeks before all that sex killed me, if I lasted that long. I’ll see you tomorrow night. I am going to do my best to not smoke until then. Goodnight Rex. You are a true Pal.”
Rex and I did have dinner together and spent most of the night having sex. He gave me a copy of the tape, and for four or five weeks I listened to it every night until I went to sleep. Each week I smoke less and less until I stopped all together. We met each other every Friday night for three or four months even after I had quite smoking. We spent all night together having sex at least one night each week at either his house or mine. Some times we would go out together and never have sex but just enjoyed each other’s company and friendship.
With Rex’s profession as a physical therapist it is essential that his sexual preference be kept a secrete. I am a good release for his sexual needs and he is the reinforcement that I needed to keep from smoking. There is hardly a day that goes by that I do not want to smoke. I keep a fruit jar of my old cigarette butts, one at my office, one in my car, and one at home. When I have an urge to smoke I either look at the jar or I think about Rex’s cigar. Most of the time I think of his cigar. I even used my digital camera and took a photo of his cock that I keep in my billfold.
Every so often I measure my right arm to see if it has grown larger than my left arm. I use my right arm to masturbate while looking at photo of Rex’s cock if it is going to be several days before I see it in person. Fortunately Rex is just as addicted to cock as I am to his. Neither of us ever wants to seek out another hypnotist that might help us with our problem. If we did, we would probably need to get a larger jar, if we were ask to collect our cum for a week. I don’t think I want to know what the odor would be like.
NOTE:
I am not advocating that anyone should never ever start smoking.
I am not advocating that anyone should smoke cigarettes to lose weight.
I am not advocating that smoking would cause anyone to lose weight.
I do advocate that those that do not smoke to never start for any reason.
I do advocate, encourage and applauded those that stop smoking.
I do advocate if done in within reason and with their consent that smoking someone’s “cigar” is healthier than smoking cigarettes.
Now with that said, I am one of those dumb old farts who are a chain smoker and have smoked for forty-five years and do not have the will-power and intestinal fortitude to stop. I started smoking forty-five years ago to loose weight not knowing at that time that nicotine was addictive. Now after I have smoked someone’s very good “cigar”, the first thing I want to do is smoke a cigarette. I have even been told that my cum taste like nicotine. Smoking is for the pits. Being addicted to nicotine is terrible and for some people is next to impossible to overcome. While writing this story I smoked at least twelve packs of cigarettes. Do as I say—DON’T SMOKE!!! Not as I do. What else can I say?
A thought for the day. Can eating too much protein from a man's cigar cause a person to gain weight?
HYPNOSIS
By Kevin – unoponcho
By Kevin – unoponcho
Some people have it so easy and some have a hard time. I happen to fall in the latter category. Society and peer pressure can be so unfair. When I was growing up I had a weight problem. I was chubby for no apparent reason. I ate less than most and I exercised as much as I could. I could not loose the extra baggage. My classmates were of no help. In fact they made my life miserable. Some times they were just down right cruel. In gym classes the guys would tell me that I needed to wear a bra. I hated gym classes or any other activities where I had to wear skimpy clothes.
When I graduated from high school I was five foot seven inches and weighed close to two hundred forty-five pounds. I had tried all kinds of diets and exercises to no avail. I had been to a number of doctors who could not help me.
Even when I was looking for a job I am certain that my weight and appearance hindered me in getting some of the jobs that I was most qualified and interested, but was not hired due to my weight. I had told myself a million times that it was not my fault, but I had never been able to convince myself. I tried to be cheerful and friendly to everyone, but deep inside I was hurting, and often would seek out a place to be alone where I cried and felt sorry for myself.
By the time I was twenty-one, I was still overweight and I had had the same boring job that no one else wanted and was making the same low salary that I was making when I first went to work.
One night I was watching TV and they were talking about the evils of smoking cigarettes and what it would do to your health. There was a good-looking man on the program who made a statement that if he quite smoking that he would gain weight. I had already been told that my being overweight might cause me to have a heart attack. I figured that I might as well try smoking, and perhaps I would loose the extra pounds. I could worry about quitting smoking later thinking that I would have a better chance of quitting smoking than I had had in loosing weight.
When I started smoking many of my acquaintances some who were smokers themselves all discouraged me, and told me that it was both a filthy and expensive habit. To my dismay, I ignored them.
By the end of the first month I was smoking two packs a day and I had lost ten pounds. I was eating and exercising the same. With in a year, I had lost sixty-five more pounds, and I was practically chain-smoking. Some days I would smoke as many as four packs a day. I knew that I was addicted to nicotine, but I was so pleased with myself that I was now down to 170 pounds and no one was making fun or saying anything about my being overweight. I still wanted to loose five to ten pounds, but never the less I would settle for the 170 pounds.
My whole life was beginning to change. I was having a social life and I got a much much better job. I had even made a couple of friends and had met several men who had sex with me.
From the unbelievable pressure from society, friends, doctors, an others I first tried to cut down on my smoking. For a while I was doing real well. I was down to a pack and a half a day. Twice I was able to stop and went for a week or so without smoking a cigarette. Each attempt failed and I would start smoking again. It was pure hell for me not to smoke, but at least I did not gain any of the weight back. Each of these times, I awarded myself with the money that I was saving from not buying cigarettes on buying clothes that I thought that made me look sexy.
Each time I started smoking again I would try a different method of breaking my addiction and smoking habit. I had tried nicotine patches, and any number of different things. Nothing had worked. At one time I was able to go for three months without smoking. Every time I quite when I got into a stressful situation I would give in thinking that I would only smoke one cigarette that ended up a pack and another pack until I was smoking as much as ever.
I learned that if I went to the gym and worked out or swim laps that I did not want a cigarette until I had finished and was on my way home. I started spending an hour or two a day at least five days a week in the gym. It was not my intent to become a body builder, but I was successful in getting my body toned up and I was all muscle and no excess fat anywhere on my body. It gave me a lot of self-confidence and I was very pleased with the way I looked.
The only other time I did not crave a cigarette was while I was having sex, but I was not so successful in spending as much time doing that, as I would like.
One Sunday morning I ran across an ad in the newspaper about a man claiming that he could break the smoking habit by using hypnosis and counseling. He charged two hundred dollars for four one and half hour sessions, and guaranteed success.
I knew very little about hypnosis and was very skeptical that it would work. I decided if it did not work that I would not loose anything but my time. I gave him a call. He told me his name was Rex Hastings and I told him that I was Chris Walker. We talked for some time on the phone and we agree that I would attend four sessions and if I did not stop smoking that I would not owe him anything. I was to meet him on Friday evenings at 7:00PM for four weeks. He told me to dress casually and he gave me his address and told me his office was in his home.
Taking Rex at his word, I wore my gym shorts, tank top and tennis shoes, and planned on going to the gym after the session was over. When I arrived at the address he gave me, I was still very skeptical, and figured that I would attend the first session, and if I did not like it that I would not attend the other three sessions.
I rang the doorbell and when I saw Rex, my knees got weak, and I could not believe what a great looking man he was. He had on a tight fitting outfit that I had seen gymnast wear. He was about my height and my age or maybe a year or two older and in perfect physical condition. He had a beautiful head of blond hair with big brown eyes and a smile that just made me want to kiss him. He shook my hand and showed me into his office. He had me sit down in front of his desk. He sat down beside me instead of sitting down behind his desk.
He was very relaxed and made me feel very comfortable. We talked a few minutes to get to know each other. What really surprised me the most was that he invited me to smoke if I wanted to. There was an ashtray on the desk in front of me. I lit up a cigarette, and he asked me how many cigarettes I smoked a day. I told him that I smoke at least three packs or more.
He smiles and said, “I guess you know what that is doing to your body?”
I replied, “I am well aware of what it is doing or I would not be here.”
Rex then said, “Okay, Okay… I could give you an hour’s lecture on how bad it is on your health, but I am sure you have already heard everything I could tell you….You certainly have a nice build. Do you work out regularly?”
“Yes I do. I going to the gym tonight after we are through here.”
Rex replied, “That’s great man. I also work out everyday. I am a physical therapist. My fulltime job is working with male swimmers and gymnasts. During my spare time, I have been doing this hypnotist thing for a year now. I am a self-taught hypnotist, and thus far I have had excellent results in having people like you to quite smoking. Why don’t we get started.”?
He got up and turned the lights off in his office leaving a small night light on. He got behind my chair and told me to lean my head back on to the chair and relax. He patted me on the shoulders and told me again to relax. He turned on a piece of equipment that he must have designed himself. A dot of light appears on the wall in front of me, and began to slightly swing back and forth.
He stood behind my chair and softly said, “Chris, look at the light and relax….Just relax and look at the light…..Don’t think about anything else…. Just watch the light…..Look at the light…..Watch the light…..Watch the light….Watch the light…You are getting sleepy……Very sleepy…..Just look at the light and go to sleep…. Go to sleep…..Sleep…..Sleep…..A deep sleep…..Chris you are now hypnotized.
“Sorry about that Rex. I’m not hypnotized yet. Do you want to try it again?”
“Not tonight Chris. You may just be one of those people who cannot be hypnotized. I will try it again next week. Now let’s take another approach. I want you to lie down on the couch on your stomach and get relaxed. I am going to turned on a recording that I have made and I want you to close your eyes, relax and listen to the tape. Okay?”
I lay down on the couch and he came over beside the couch and moved my arms down to my sides, and then removed my shoes and spread my legs apart. He patted me on my butt and told me that he would start the tape and for me to keep my eyes close and just relax and listen to the tape.
He started the tape and I heard the sounds of waves hitting the rocks on the coast, sounds of the wind blowing in the trees, rain, and water in a steam. There was a soft sound of thunder in the far background. They were peaceful sounds birds and other sounds that made me relax and think of being out of doors. These sounds repeated over and over during the whole tape, but then there was a soft voice that sounded like Rex that was saying things like “I want to quite smoking……I need to quite smoking…..Smoking is bad for me…..I must quite smoking…….I don’t want to smoke.” While I was listening to the tape, Rex was kneeling down by the couch and was gently running his fingertips over my entire backside of my body.
About three fourths away through the tape, Rex whispered in my ear and told me to turn over. I reluctantly rolled over knowing full well that my dick was getting hard in my jockey strap. He began to run his fingertips over my chest and shoulders all the way to my feet.
When the tape was over, Rex stood up and reached over and took a hold of my crotch and said, “That’s a real boner you got going. It’s almost as big as the one I have…. Now, I am going to try another approach that I have never done before. I’m going to replay the tape, but this time I want you to take all your clothes off and I am going to take care of that boner of yours while you listen to the tape again. Do you have any objections?”
I did not answer him but started yanking my clothes off and was holding onto my hard dick waiting for him to restart the tape. After the tape started again, he stood by the couch and we looked at each other while he took off all his clothes. I had to catch my breath when I saw his beautiful cock sticking straight out in front of him. He must have had at least eight inches and a set of big balls as well.
He knelt down beside the couch and told me to close my eyes and listen to the tape. He began to run his fingertips over my body again but this time he was touching my bare skin. While he was giving me the finger treatment he began kissing, licking and sucking on my cock. I have to omit that I did hear the sounds on the tape but I paid no attention to the smoking bit.
Rex had sucked and deep throated me for some time and I asked, “Rex, have you ever smoked before?”
He rose up off of my cock and looked at me with a big smile and said, “Only big cigars. I sure do like smoking your big cigar. I think I am addicted to cum.”
I replied, “Well Good Buddy, I like a good cigar. Get up on this couch on top and me and let’s smoke each other’s cigars. I want to share some of that addiction of cum with you.”
I do not think that either of us knew when the tape was over. I had never enjoyed receiving or giving a blowjob like we had. He was on top of me and I was giving him head fast and furious. He was doing his share in assisting me by fucking my face in rhythm to my pumping my head up and down on his cock. Suddenly he stopped. I had my hands clasping a hold of the cheeks of his butt. They got as hard as a rock and he began spurting his man juices down my throat one spurt after the other. His whole body began to tremble as a result of the aftermath of his climax.
He slowly got off of me, and we exchanges positions so that I was on top of him. He could hardly wait to get my cock back in his mouth and had his hands on my hips that were egging me on to fuck his face. I was hot, but he was as hot as a firecracker, and was letting me know that he was eager and anxious to give me pleasure. I don’t know how he did it but when I shoved my cock down his throat he stuck out his tongue and licked my pubic hairs and the base of the shank of my cock. At the same time he twisted his head back and forth and his nose was massaging my nuts. It did not take me very long to have the most enjoyable gigantic ejaculation that I believed that I have ever experienced.
We got up and sat down on the couch beside each other. He put his hand on my leg and looked at me smiling ear to ear and said, “For professional and ethical reasons I am not going to count this as a session. Next week I will try to hypnotize you again. There is a chance that I want be able to break you of smoking cigarettes, but perhaps I can get you addicted to smoking my cigar instead. At anytime you want to smoke it, I will have it lit and it will be available for you.” He slapped me on my leg and we started to get dressed.
After he got his pants back on he went over to a closet and got a quart fruit jar with a lid on it. It had about inch of water inside. He handed it to me and told me that he wanted me to save all my cigarette butts from the cigarettes that I smoked during the next week and put them in the jar and bring it back with me at our next session.
He shook my hand and told me that he was looking forward to seeing me at the same time next Friday. I turned around and started to leave. He grabbed a hold of my arm and whirled me around facing him. He smiled and as he was dropping to his knees, he told me he needs just one more puff from my cigar. He yanked down my shorts and took my dick out of the jockey strap and sucked my limp dick until it started to get hard. He stood back up and thanked me. He put his arm around my shoulder and walked me to the front door.
I do not know if it was a psychological thing or not, but I did not even think about lighting up a cigarette on my way to the gym nor afterwards for the rest of the night.
It was mid morning the next day at work before I thought about smoking. I just thought about Rex’s cigar instead and spent my break in the john jacking myself off. I was able to hold out until after lunch before I just had to have a smoke.
For the rest of the week I smoked half as much as I normally did, but I still had a jar full of cigarette butts when I went for my second session. This time I dressed even more casual. I did not ware my jockey strap. When Rex greeted me at the door he also was more casually dressed. He was barefooted and only had on his gym pants and his usual big smile.
We set down in front of his desk as we did before. He asked me how the week went and if I had cut back on my smoking. I proudly gave him the good news that I had cut my smoking in half. He grinned and asked me how I managed to do not smoke as much. I lend over and put my hand on his leg and told him that I thought about smoking his cigar instead, which caused me to give myself hand jobs. He simile and told me that he had also given himself a few hand jobs during the week while thinking about me.
He jumped up and briefly looked at the jar of cigarette butts that I had set on the desk. Then he said that he want to try again to put me under hypnosis. He turned out the lights and went through the same process that he had done the week before and we had the same results. He decided that I just was not a good candidate for being hypnotized. He then asked me if I wanted to try to listen to the tape again. I certainly had no objections having a vivid memory of the last time. He had me lie down on the couch and get relaxed. Then he told me that in order for me to concentrate that he was going to start the tape and leave the office while I listened to the tape. I thought that was a real cop out and was rather disappointed. However, I did listen to the tape more intently than before. I was so relaxed by the time it was over that I was almost asleep.
I heard the tape start over and felt Rex’s familiar fingertips. I rose up and removed my clothes and lay back down so that I could enjoy the magical feeling of his fingers on my skin. This time while he was using his sensuous touching, when he got to my buttocks he massaged them and then proceeded down my legs to my feet. He spent several minutes massaging my feet and toes. I had obtained an erection but it was a comfortable one that I knew with in time, proper attention would be given to it. After I had turned over on my back, he stood beside me and let me stroke his huge cock for some time before he continued to run his fingers over me, and began to give me head. After a short time without even asking, he got on top of me so we could “smoke each other’s cigars”. We were each reaching the upper levels of eroticism and Rex got off of me.
He walked over to his desk and came back and said, “I going to put a wrapper on your cigar. I want you to fuck me.”
He knelt down beside the couch and sucked my cock for a minute or two. He spit into the condom and slid it over my wet cock and then put lube on it. He put lube up his asshole, and then suggested that I lay down on the floor on my back. He straddled me and sat down on my cock.
He smiled at me and said, “Now don’t get carried away and get a rug burn on those nice buns of yours.”
He proceeded to bounce up and down on my cock as if he were doing calisthenics. I was feeling so good that I did not give a damn if I got a rug burn or not. I was joining in and we soon had a rhythm going with me trying to fuck his ass. We were looking at each other and could see each other’s facial expressions, which just heighten our sexual lust and enjoyment. Just to see Rex and his muscular body in full action was just about enough to send me over the edge. He kept on bouncing up and down slightly twisting and adjusting his squatting position. I saw him biting his lips and beginning to flex his pecs and stomach muscles. Then he leaned back and put his hands on the floor beside my legs and continued to fuck me with his asshole. I felt his asshole muscle tighten around the shank of my cock buried inside of him and he began to shoot his cum some of which hit my chin, chest, stomach, and abdomen. He sat back up straight grinning at me and continued to bounce up and down on me until I began to shoot off. He sat down leaving my cock up his asshole, and straightens out his legs and put his feet under my armpits and sat there jacking on his new acquired erection until I regain my breath and senses.
He looked at me and said, “God! You are the hottest man that I have ever met, and you make me hot. I do believe that if you smoke my cigar that I can shoot off again. Are you up to it big guy?”
“You damn right if you will get your hot ass off of me?” I replied.
He said, “Well don’t move. I have some housecleaning to do before you get up.”
He got up and started licking his cum off of me, and then took the condom off and licked and sucked my cock clean and until I was fully erected again. We move to the couch and he had me get on top of him and told me to fuck his face as hard and fast as I wanted to that he like being facefucked.
He said, “Stick that big cigar down my throat and feel free to dump your ashes into my ashtray. Just give me enough room to blow the smoke out of my nose.”
I began to hump his face with no mercy, and he was working over my buns and asshole with his strong fingers and hands. At times he had such a grip on the cheeks of my ass that I would not have been surprise if I did not have bruise marks, but God did it ever feel good. I was equally trying to do justice in sucking and deep throating and giving his asshole, buns and nuts attention with my fingers and hands. I must have been doing a fair job because he rewarded me with a huge quantity of his cum. I kept on sucking his cock even after it got soft, and even then it was a mouth full. Only a few minutes after he shot off, I took full advantage of his offer and I dumped my ashes into his ashtray until it was about to over flow.
I got off of him and we sat down on the couch. Neither of us said anything while we got dressed.
He put his arm around my shoulder and said, “You know the way we are going, we may never get around to having our first session. I don’t know if I can wait until next Friday so I can smoke your cigar again. If you do not have any plans for tomorrow night, I would like to take you out for dinner, and then we can come back here, and smoke all night if you would like that?”
“Shit yeah! I will even bring my cigar with a wrapper on it.”
“Why don’t you come over about five o’clock and we will get an early start. Now, I hate to do this too you, but there is one other thing I want you to do before you leave. You will hate me after this, but it is for your own good. I want you to take that jar with the cigarette butts into the bathroom and open it up and take ten good deep breaths of the odor in the jar before you empty the jar in the commode and flush it. Then I want you to rinse out the jar, put some more water in it and take it with you, and collect your cigarette butts from this coming week, and bring it back with you next Friday. Okay?”
“Rex, are you telling me that you want me to smell that stinking odor in the jar?”
“That’s right! Ten deep breaths of it. Then when you smoke a cigarette you can remember that odor. It may make you throw up, but I want you to get at least ten good whiffs of it. The bathroom is behind that door.”
I had already had smelled the odor when I added more butts in the jar. I knew that I was not going to like what he had asked me to do, but if it would help me quite smoking I was going to do it. I got into the bathroom and took three good deep breaths of the shit and I tossed up everything in my stomach including Rex’s precious cum. I took four more whiffs and gagged wanting to throw up some more. Finally I was able to complete all of the ten whiffs of the shit and emptied the contents of the jar into the commode. I had to flush the commode three times before all the butts went down the drain. The whole bathroom had the foul odor in it. Rex came in and turned on the exhaust fan and asked me if I was all right. I must have looked like I felt. He helped me to the couch and sat down beside me.
He put his arm around me and said, “That was bad wasn’t it. Just think about what that crap is doing to your lungs and your body. Do you know that some people who smoke a lot like you do actually have a body odor that other people who do not smoke can smell? The odor does not only get inside your body but gets on your clothes and in your hair as well as on other people around you when you smoke. Of course it is not as strong as what you just experience, but it is the same kind of odor. From now on when you light up a cigarette, think of that foul odor. Just remember that when we smoke each other’s cigars we are not endangering our health. We are just eating the protein that we need.”
“Rex, I like the way you think. Save up all that could protein for tomorrow night….I have one question. Have you ever had sex with anyone while they were hypnotize?”
“Now Chris if you knew me better you would know that I would never do anything like that. Is that the reason I can’t hypnotize you?”
“No. I just thought about it…. Well, I need to get to the gym and swim some laps; I have gained a pound this week. I never want to get overweight again.”
Rex asked, “You overweight? You look in perfect shape now. How many pounds were you ever overweight?”
“It has been almost two years ago that I weighed 245 pounds. I have lost 75 pounds, and I never want to be that fat again. It is a long story that I want bore you with, but I started smoking cigarettes that caused me to loose the weight and now I can’t shake the nicotine fits and stop smoking. I have tried everything, and that is the reason I came to you.”
“Chris, I will do my best to help you. If nothing else works, then we might just have to move in together and have sex twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. Do you think that might help?”
“It just might work for about a two weeks before all that sex killed me, if I lasted that long. I’ll see you tomorrow night. I am going to do my best to not smoke until then. Goodnight Rex. You are a true Pal.”
Rex and I did have dinner together and spent most of the night having sex. He gave me a copy of the tape, and for four or five weeks I listened to it every night until I went to sleep. Each week I smoke less and less until I stopped all together. We met each other every Friday night for three or four months even after I had quite smoking. We spent all night together having sex at least one night each week at either his house or mine. Some times we would go out together and never have sex but just enjoyed each other’s company and friendship.
With Rex’s profession as a physical therapist it is essential that his sexual preference be kept a secrete. I am a good release for his sexual needs and he is the reinforcement that I needed to keep from smoking. There is hardly a day that goes by that I do not want to smoke. I keep a fruit jar of my old cigarette butts, one at my office, one in my car, and one at home. When I have an urge to smoke I either look at the jar or I think about Rex’s cigar. Most of the time I think of his cigar. I even used my digital camera and took a photo of his cock that I keep in my billfold.
Every so often I measure my right arm to see if it has grown larger than my left arm. I use my right arm to masturbate while looking at photo of Rex’s cock if it is going to be several days before I see it in person. Fortunately Rex is just as addicted to cock as I am to his. Neither of us ever wants to seek out another hypnotist that might help us with our problem. If we did, we would probably need to get a larger jar, if we were ask to collect our cum for a week. I don’t think I want to know what the odor would be like.
The End
NOTE:
I am not advocating that anyone should never ever start smoking.
I am not advocating that anyone should smoke cigarettes to lose weight.
I am not advocating that smoking would cause anyone to lose weight.
I do advocate that those that do not smoke to never start for any reason.
I do advocate, encourage and applauded those that stop smoking.
I do advocate if done in within reason and with their consent that smoking someone’s “cigar” is healthier than smoking cigarettes.
Now with that said, I am one of those dumb old farts who are a chain smoker and have smoked for forty-five years and do not have the will-power and intestinal fortitude to stop. I started smoking forty-five years ago to loose weight not knowing at that time that nicotine was addictive. Now after I have smoked someone’s very good “cigar”, the first thing I want to do is smoke a cigarette. I have even been told that my cum taste like nicotine. Smoking is for the pits. Being addicted to nicotine is terrible and for some people is next to impossible to overcome. While writing this story I smoked at least twelve packs of cigarettes. Do as I say—DON’T SMOKE!!! Not as I do. What else can I say?
A thought for the day. Can eating too much protein from a man's cigar cause a person to gain weight?
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Re: The Collected Works Of Unoponcho [See last page for full Index]
You're the best erotic writer I'veknown Kevin, keep it up
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Call Me -- I Will Be Right Over
CALL ME----I WILL BE RIGHT OVER
By Kevin – unoponcho
As far back as I can remember, I was taught to appreciate what it took to earn the dollar and where the almighty dollar came from. My father was an attorney and made very good money. In fact my mother and father were very well off and money was never a problem for them. My father was the most conservative man that I have ever known. He could account for every penny that he ever spent. The truth of the matter is that he was stingy and a tight wad.
From an early age he made me work for most of the money that I received. When I went to college, he paid for the bare necessities, and told me that I had to work to pay for my clothes, school supplies, and spending money.
There never was any doubt in my mind that my mother and father loved me, but my father was determined that I was going to learn to make my own way and earn my own money.
After I graduated from college, to my surprise, my father loosen up his purse strings and offer to help me get my professional life started.
There was a large old three-story building near down town that he and my mother owned. The first two stories had been remodel and were offices that were leased and occupied. My father offered to remodel the third floor and I could use the space in any way I wished to start my business. He told me that he wanted me to draw out the plan or layout of the space so he could get the contractors to remodel it to suit my needs. He also told me that he was going to give me the building and I could use the income from the rental property to purchase equipment, furnishings and assist my getting my business started.
My room at my mother and dad’s home was across from the recreation room. There was a table tennis table in the recreation room. Dad had given me a set of blueprints of the building. I used the table tennis table to spread the blueprints out and to use the table as a worktable. I got some large sheets of paper and used the same scale on the blueprints and began to layout how I wanted to use the space. What I had in mind that I knew that my father would object was to use some of the space as my living quarters.
Just when I thought that I had finished with the layout, my mother came in and looked at the plans. She became very interested and set down and pointed out several improvements in my plans. For one thing she suggested that the office space be designed for expansion as the business grew.
She spent a couple days with me in working on the final layout. Many of the things that she had suggested were going to costs a considerable amount of money, but she told me that she could persuade my father to go along with the plans. She also informed me that she was going to get Jack Evans and Assoc. involved. Jack Evans was an interior designer that my mother had used and liked.
I talked to my mother about the possibility of my talking to the bank and getting a loan to purchase the furniture and items needed both in the office space and my living quarters. My mother told me that she and my dad were giving me the building with no strings attached and for me to handle my own business without consulting my dad. She warned me that dad would try to run my business if he had a chance, and that I should proceed on my own without consulting him.
Based on the amount of income from the rental space alone was sufficient for me to obtain a loan from the bank. The contractors were finishing up their work and I had talked to Jack Evans a number of times and he had been working on the interior design and had been also working with the contractors in advising them of the color schemes and colors of the walls, tiles, bathroom fixtures, etc.
Finally it was the day before all the furniture, equipment, supplies, my clothes and personal items and everything were to be moved in. My mother had been a tremendous help, and between she and Jack Evans and myself everything was in great shape for the move in date as well as opening of my offices and business a week later. I had hired a secretary and an assistant to work in the office after it was ready to open.
I was so proud of my Mom. She had and was working her tail off to help me. I was also pleased of how everything looked even without furniture or anything in the space. It was very modern and luxurious. By looking at the old building from the outside no one would ever suspect the third floor would be as beautiful as it was. Skylights had been installed in the ceiling. A large deck had been built on the backside of the third floor of the building. The deck had been divided so that part of it was accessible from my bedroom in my living quarters and the other part was accessible from the office spaces. Around the deck, glass brick walls had been built to provide privacy, and there was a Jacuzzi on the living quarter’s deck. The bathroom in my living quarters was something to see. It was huge with a large glassed in shower, big mirrors, tremendous walk in closet, linen closet, two lavatories at two different levels and a skylight in the ceiling.
Early Friday morning of the big move in, my mother and I met Jack Evans at the space. Jack brought along a man from his office. Jack introduces us and his name was Ray. Ray was a couple years younger than I. He was studying to be an interior designer and was working part time in Jack’s office. I had suspected that Jack might have been gay, but there was no doubt that Ray was. It became obvious that Ray had determined that I was gay.
As the numerous deliveries where made either Mom, Jack or myself instructed where everything went. Ray stayed close to Jack and followed Jack’s instructions as to what he was to do.
Before noon Jack sent Ray to go get lunch for all of us. Mom went with Ray and when they came back they had not only gotten lunch, but they had stopped by at a grocery store and Mom had bought cold drinks and groceries that she put in the refrigerator and pantry.
By mid afternoon most everything had been delivered and was set in place. Bless my Mom’s heart. She had hung up all my clothes. She had organized my closet so that all my shirts were together as well as my pants and suits. My ties had been separated by colors, and my shoes had been neatly arrange on the floor. She had my socks sorted by colors in the chest of drawers as well as my underwear and sweaters. Not only that she had completely organized my kitchen and had everything in its place.
Mid afternoon Jack told Mom and I that he had an appointment and had to leave, but that he had done most everything that he needed to do, but he was leaving Ray there to finish hanging some paintings and do some other odd jobs that he could do. Mom decided that she was tired and she and Jack left together.
Everyone was gone except Ray and I. I went into my new office and started unpacking books and things and began to get my office in order. Ray was running around completing his projects. I had caught Ray looking at me through out the day. He had dropped enough hits that he was gay and that I was his type of man.
It was close to five o’clock and Ray came into my office. He had brought both of us a coke.
He sat down and asked, “Do you have any plans for dinner and the evening?”
“No. I have no plans. I thought I would go out and get a bite to eat and return and work awhile before going to bed.”
“Great! I have just invited myself to cook dinner for you. It should be ready in an hour and half.”
He got up and left before giving me a chance to say anything. From the way Ray looked at me and was acting, I knew that all I had to do was to ask and he would jump at the chance to have sex with me and spend the night. I would be lying if I were to say that I was not attracted to him. There was something about him that caused me to be more than curious as to what he would be like in bed and what he looked like naked. He certainly showed a big box that had gotten my attention.
I had no idea what food was in the kitchen for Ray to cook for dinner, but knew that surely he had something in mind that he and Mom had picked up at the grocery store.
It was not long before Ray came and told me that dinner was ready. I followed him and we went through the door from my office into the den and then to the dining table. He had prepared salmon steaks, French fries, green bean casserole, tossed salad, dressings for the salads and steaks, hot rolls and wine. It was a delicious meal and he was an excellent cook.
While we were eating, he told me that he had assisted Mom in picking out the pots and pans, cooking utensils, china, silverware and everything that was in the kitchen. He also had a hand in picking out some of the furniture and accessories in my living quarters. He made a point in telling me that he had personally picked out my bedroom furniture and my kingsize bed.
I did not look at him and causally said, “Well Ray, you have prepared a wonderful dinner. You have been the first one to have ever used my kitchen and have been my first dinner guests. I guess that it is only right that you be my first guests to spend the night with me and help break in my new bed.”
He jumped up and put his arms around me and said, “You want regret it. I have been hoping all day that you would let me go to bed with you.”
I patted him on the arm and he returned to his seat and started eating again. A few minutes later he said, “I sure am looking forward to your grand opening”
“What grand opening are you talking about?”
Ray replied, “You don’t know? Oh Shit! I did not know that it was supposed to be a surprise. Damn! I am in deep trouble now.”
“What are you talking about Ray?”
“I’ve let the cat out of the bag. I might as well tell you. Maybe you can just pretend that it is a surprise. Your mother and Jack have planned a grand opening of your business. There is going to be a two page spread in the newspaper, articles and photographs of your offices and living quarters in two interior design magazines, the TV is to be here and cover the opening and several of the city dignitaries have been invited along with a lot of important people that your mother and dad know. It is going to be a big event that will start you off with a bang, and will be the best advertisement that no amount of money could buy. Jack and your mother has a whole list of potential customers that they referring to you.”
I replied, “Holy Crap!”
Ray said, “I have taken the liberty of making up your bed. I have put out some towels in your bathroom. Why don’t you go take a shower while I clean up the kitchen and I will join you shortly.”
I thanked Ray for the dinner and offered to help him clean up but he would not let me. I went and locked the elevator and turned out the lights in the office area. I looked around and just could not believe how nice everything looked. I went into my bedroom and got undressed and into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While the water was getting warm I looked for my supply of condoms and lube. I could not find them anywhere in the bathroom. I went back into the bedroom and could not imagine where they were. Just by chance I opened the drawer in the nightstand by the bed and there they were. I did not know who had unpacked and put away my things and I could not imagine who had put them there. I certainly hoped that it was not my mother. I returned to the bathroom and started looking for and found a bar of soap to take into the shower.
The shower had three showerheads at different levels and could be adjusted to hit your body at different angles and at different forces of spray. I started soaping myself down and enjoyed the warm water caressing and massaging my body. It was so relaxing and I had not realized how tense and tired that I was. I was shampooing my hair and had my eyes closed to keep from getting soap in them. My mind was a million miles away and suddenly I felt Ray taking a hold of my dick and stroking it and then he took it into his mouth and began sucking on it. I rinsed the soap out of my hair as fast as I could. I looked down and Ray was sucking on my dick and looking up at me. I could not see Ray’s body very well, but what I could see caused my dick to get as hard as it had ever been.
After sucking on my dick for a time, he stood up and put his arms around my neck and we started hugging and kissing each other. I reached down and got a hold of both of our dicks and began to stoke them while we hugged and kissed each other. Ray’s dick was uncut and about the same length as mine, but my dick was bigger around and cut. He broke away from our embrace and got behind me and started putting soap on and bathing me. By the time he was through he had touched and cleaned every square inch of my body. I returned the favor and bathe him. I must say that his clothes had covered up one of the most beautiful physiques that I had seen in a long time. His skin did not have a blemish anywhere and was as smooth and soft as a baby’s bottom. There was not a hair on his body and he had even shaved his pubic hairs off.
When I finished bathing Ray, we both were so aroused that we were about to shoot off. We got out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and headed to the bed while half way drying ourselves off. Ray made a short detour on the way to the bed. He got a couple of condoms and lube out of the nightstand. I then knew who had put them there.
As soon as he hit the bed, we both went after each other’s cocks, and began giving each other head rapidly deep throating each other. Fortunately, no one could hear us. Both of us were very vocally showing our pleasures that we were encountering. We were both in a sexual frenzy and showing it by the rapid manner that we were bobbing our heads up and down on each other’s erections. In a very short time we both realized that if we kept this up that within minutes we would both shoot off. Ray got up on his knees and put a condom on me. He put lube up his asshole and lay down on his back, lifted his legs in the air, and told me to fuck him.
I got up and got into position. I looked at his beautiful ass and his waiting asshole. I looked up at Ray and he was smiling at me. I shoved my cock all the way in him and began fucking him as fast and furiously and I could move my hips.
Ray was yelling, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Man! Oh yeah! Yeah! Give it to me Man!”
“Do you like my cock in your ass? Does it feel good?”
Ray replied, “Oh shit yes! I like your big cock in my fuckhole. Fuck me!”
I knew that if I kept fucking him as fast and hard as I was doing that it would not be long before I shot off. I was feeling so good that I did not want to stop. I got a hold of Ray’s ridged member and continued my fast fucking tempo. Within a short time Ray began shooting off a number rounds of his creamy cum that was flying through the air landing on his face, chest and stomach. The sight of him shooting off sent me over the edge and I began shooting off with my cock as far in his asshole as I could shove it. I pulled out and dropped down beside him. He reached over and got the towel that he had brought to bed with him and cleaned himself off and then removed the used condom off of me and cleaned my spent dick with the towel.
He snuggled up to me, kissed me on my cheek, and whispered in my ear, “I hope you liked the appetizer. The main course will be served later.”
“What are you talking about Man? That was the main course and it was wonderful.”
Ray replied, “You just wait and see. I’m not through with you yet. I like you and your big cock. I just might invite myself to spend the whole weekend with you. Do you have any objections?”
“Ray, I like you too, but I have a lot of work to do this weekend.”
Ray replied, “I know that. I will help you. I know that I can prepare your meals and I am willing to do anything else that I can to help you. I want get in your way and we can have sex when ever you want it.”
“Thanks Ray. I could use your help. I may not have time for sex until we go to bed.”
Ray kissed me on my lips, and said, “Roll over on your stomach and I am going to give you a rub down before you go to sleep. If you wake up before I do and want me to serve you the main coarse, just wake me up. Otherwise, I will wake you up when I have the main coarse ready.”
I got on my stomach and Ray knelt down beside me and started rubbing my neck and shoulders and working his way down my body. The last thing that I remember was when he kissed me on my buttocks.
Some time later during the night, I woke up and Ray was kneeling down beside me stroking my cock with the head of my cock in his mouth. I had a roaring hard-on and was at the height of my arousal. When Ray became aware that I was awake, he put a condom on me and straddled me, and sat down on my cock and began fucking it with his asshole. After some length of time, he got off of me and lay down with his back next to me and had me move on my side and fuck him some more. For some time I fucked him in this position. Then he got up and straddles me again and put a few inches of his cock in my mouth and stroked it several times and shot off a big load. He got up and spread a towel out on the bed and got over it on his hands and knees and wanted me to fuck him doggie style. I had fucked him for a considerable length of time when he lower himself down on the towel, and I lay on top of him and began fucking him some more. Just before I shot off, he had shot off onto the towel underneath him. He flexed his buttocks and tightens up his asshole several times draining me of my last drop of cum. While lying on top of him, I fell back asleep with my cock still up his asshole.
Saturday morning when I woke up Ray was not in bed with me. I got up and was going to put on the clothes that I had worn the day before. They were not on the chair where I had left them. Instead one of my jockey straps was in the chair with a note that read, “Your uniform for the day.” I put on the jockey strap and headed to the kitchen. Ray was wearing one of my jockey straps and was cooking breakfast. We said good morning to each other, and Ray came over and reached down and took a hold of my crotch and smiled before he return to cooking the eggs on the stove.
While we were eating breakfast, Ray asked me if I enjoyed the second appetizer during the night. He told me that the main course would be served Sunday evening before he went home. We talked about the various projects that needed to be done during the day. Ray made a list of the things that he could do to assist me.
We went to work. At first it bothered me somewhat in running around with nothing on but my jockey strap, but I soon got used to it. I could not help but get aroused at times seeing Ray with nothing on but his strap. Ray was checking off his lists as he finished up a project. He had set up all the computers and the fax machine. He unpacked the office supplies that had been ordered and put them in a neat organize manner in the storage cabinet.
Close to eleven o’clock he told me that he needed to go to the grocery store and get a few things. He got dressed and I gave him two hundred dollars and told him to buy what ever was needed.
He was gone for an hour and half. I could not imagine what was taking him so long. When he returned he got off the elevator pushing a cart that was stacked with groceries. I asked him where he got the cart. He told me that he stopped by his office. The cart was a sample and no one had ever used it at the office and he thought it would be ideal to transport things up and down the elevator.
Ray fixed sandwiches for lunch and we both went back to work. It was amazing how much we got done during the day. Both of us had worked our tails off. Through out the day Ray and I teased each other. Ray’s favorite activity was to catch me standing still working on something, and he would come up behind me, and reach around and play with my dick until I started getting hard, and then walk off smiling. My favorite trick was to catch him unsuspectingly and I would grab the strap under the cheek of his butt and pull on it and let it smack him on his butt. The middle of the afternoon he took away all my fun by removing his jockey strap and ran around working while completely nude. This caused me to get a hard-on several times and certainly distracted from my concentration from what I was doing.
During the afternoon we found numerous uses for the cart that he gotten for me from his office. We had stacked trash on it to be taken down stairs to the trash bin. It was perfect to store in the custodian’s closet near the elevator.
Ray left me around four o’clock and went to the kitchen and began preparing dinner. It was close to six o’clock when he called me to the dinner table. Again he had cooked a wonderful meal and had baked a pecan pie, which was my favorite kind of pies.
As soon as we had finished eating we both got up from the table and cleaned up the kitchen. I asked Ray if he would like to be the first to join me and use the new Jacuzzi. He did not answer me but headed to the bedroom towards the deck. If he had not stopped in the bedroom to get some condoms and lube, he would have beat me getting in the Jacuzzi. For ten to fifteen minutes we set in the Jacuzzi in silence and let the jet streams of water massage our bodies. I looked across from me over at Ray and he looked so peaceful and appeared that he was about to go to sleep. I extended my foot over towards him. My big toe hit its target and was touching his asshole. He looked over at me and grinned. He got up and sat down beside me. We took a hold of each other’s semi-hards and began playing and jacking each other until we both had full erections.
He stood up and reached over the side of the Jacuzzi and got a condom and told me to stand up and put it on. After I got it on he leaned over and braced himself on the side of the Jacuzzi and told me to try and fuck him that he did not think that lube was necessary. He was tight, but the second try my cock went all the way inside him and I began to fuck him. Remembering the night before I set up a slow rhythm. I reached down and got a hold of his big member and stroked it while I fucked his ass. I had fucked him for a short time and he began to lower his ass into the water while I kept my fucktool in his hole. The jet streams hitting our bodies while I fucked him just added to the wonderful sensations that each of us was having.
A little later he must have sensed that I was nearing an ejaculation. He pulled away from me and turned around facing me. He put his arms around my neck and kissed me and told me that he wanted me to shoot off in his mouth.
He got out and walked over to a bench near the wall. He lifted up the seat on the bench and got out two bath towels. I told him that I had no idea that there was storage room under the seat. He told me that if he were ever invited again to spend the night with me that I should keep a supply of condoms and lube in the bench along with the towels.
I got out and was a pest. I kept stroking on his cock while he was trying to dry himself and me off. He eventually gave up on his efforts to get us dry, and took a hold of my cock and led me into the bedroom and shoves me down on the bed and got on top of me. He shoves his cock in my mouth and proceeded to face fuck me. Suddenly he moved around remaining on top of me so we could suck each other’s cocks at the same time. We were going after it hot and heavy and each receiving the ultimate pleasure. After some time, we both rolled over so I was on top of him. We both speeded up our momentum and were both exhibiting the pleasures we were having both in sounds and body languages. Simultaneously, we both shot off our loads and neither one of us stopped giving head to each other nor did either one of us loose our erections.
A little later, we rolled over on our sides and leisurely sucked and stroked each other’s erections for possibly and hour or more until we began to build up for another ejaculation. Judging by the amount of cum and the intensity of each of our climaxes both of us equally enjoyed the second climax as much or more than we did the first.
“Ray that just had to be the main course. That was just fucking great.”
He replied, “You are a hot man. You make me hot. Damn! That just might qualify for being the main course.”
We lay down next to each other. Ray got as close to me and he could. He moved my arm down by my side and moved so his dick and balls were in my hand. He laid his head on my chest and took a hold of my dick and balls. He was sucking and nibbling on my nipples when I fell asleep.
Sunday morning I did not wake up until eight o’clock. Again Ray was not in bed with me. I looked in the chair where I had left my jockey strap and it was not there. There was a note saying “Your uniform for the day. ZERO”. I snuck into the kitchen and Ray was bare ass naked. He did not know that I was up. He was standing in front of the sink rinsing out a dishrag. I snuck up behind him and reached around and grabbed a hand full of his dick and balls. I had scared him and he let out a blood-curdling scream that would have awakened the dead. We both started laughing and then he picked up the dishrag and started washing my face with it. I took a hold of his nuts and told him to stop or he would loose his family jewels. We played around with each other and it ended when he dropped to his knees and sucked on my dick until I got a hard-on. Then he stood up and started putting our breakfast on the table.
While we were eating we talked about the things that still needed to be done. Ray made out another lists of projects that he would take care of. I told Ray that I thought that we could complete everything by early afternoon and that I would take him out for dinner. He protested some and told me that his biggest objection to going out for dinner was because we would have to put our clothes on.
During the day it was so great to be naked and so at ease and comfortable in the presents of each other that we often played with our dicks while we were working and often times getting an erection. It was also nice that when we were near or passing each other we often played with each other’s dicks for a short period of time.
By three o’clock we had everything done that I could think of that I could do until Monday morning. Ray had put his pants on and had made numerous trips to the trash bin taking empty boxes and packing materials. He had vacuum and had cleaned up both the offices and my living quarters.
We were in the bathroom shaving and getting cleaned up. Ray decided that we should shave each other. He shaved me first and then I had just finished shaving his face and he told me that he wanted me to shave his private area. I got the shaving cream and went to work. Before I had finished we both had hard-ons. Without thinking I asked him to shave me. By the time he had finished both of our cock were secreting precum like crazy. We got into the shower together and began giving each other head. One thing led to another and Ray wanted me to fuck him in the ass. When he got out of the shower to go get a condom, I don’t know why, but I told him to get two and told him that I wanted him to fuck me. I had never been fucked before, but Ray seemed to enjoy being fucked so much that I decided that maybe I was missing out on something.
When he returned to the shower he had already put on a condom. He had me lean over bracing myself on the shower wall. He rimmed my asshole, which was my first experience of ever having that done to me. A combination of his rimming and putting his soapy fingers up my ass, he thought that I was ready. He knowing that he was about to fuck a virgin ass, he was very gentle and slowly penetrated me with his fucktool. I experienced the usual combination of pain and pleasure at first. Before long I was getting the full pleasure of his expertise having anal sex. I had shot off twice before he unloaded his cum inside of me. He let me know in no uncertain terms that I never got around to fucking him.
We got out of the shower and were drying off. I started popping him on his ass with my towel. He started popping me. We were acting like high school boys in the gym locker room. Both of us got in some pretty good whacks before Ray backed out of the bathroom. I shut and locked the door to keep him out. He had quite trying to get back in and I had not heard him in sometime. Then I heard him tell me that he was going to go to his place and put on some fresh clothes before we went out for dinner. I did not know if he was trying to trick me into opening the door or not. Eventually I opened the door and he was nowhere around.
I got dressed to go out for dinner and waited in the den for him to return. When he returned he looked so neat and great. I complimented him on how nice he looked, but told him that he looked better naked. He put his arms around my neck and we started kissing. He reached down and started fondling my crotch and dick that was getting hard. I did the same to him.
He looked at me, and said, “Let’s go eat, and then drop by Crews Inn for a drink before coming back here and you fucking my ass before I go home?”
I asked him if Crews Inn was a gay bar and where it was. He told me that it was his favorite gay bar and was down the street about three or four blocks.
We were talking after we had finished eating, and I asked Ray if Jack were gay. He looked at me funny and asked if I wanted to have sex with Jack. I told him that I was not the least bit interested in him, but that I had the feeling that he might be gay.
Ray said, “Sort of. Jack is the strangest man I have ever known. He likes to fuck a man’s ass, but he want let a man touch his cock. He want touch another man’s cock or be intimate in any way. Giving or receiving a blowjob is out of the question. He is always wanting to fuck the hell out of me with his nine incher and when he has shot off he gets dressed and pretends that it never happened and declares that he is straight.”
“Sounds to me that he is one mixed-up dude.”
“He is that, but he is one of the best interior designers in the country, and he knows it and doesn’t mind telling you. I have learned a lot from him, and if he were not as good as he is, I would tell him to fuck off and would not ever let him touch my ass again.”
Stopping by the Crews Inn was a real experience and an interesting one. Ray knew a number of the men there and he introduced me to quite a few. I don’t know if it were because I was new meat or what, but several of the men that Ray introduced me to, gave me their cards and asked me to give them a call and arrange to get together. I diffidently plan on contacting a couple of them, and I plan on visiting the Crews Inn again.
It was still fairly early in the evening when Ray and I returned to my new accommodations. We wasted no time in getting undressed and getting in bed. We took our leisurely time and sucked and fucked each other until we both had a gratifying climax and neither of us could get another hard-on.
Ray got dressed and while we were hugging and kissing each other goodbye, he told me to call him at anytime and he would come back and have sex with me. I asked him for his phone numbers. He smiled and told me that I could find his numbers on my new computer.
After he had gone, I felt so strange. It was so quiet and I felt all alone. However, I had grown accustomed to walking around in the nude and it felt so good. I had never ever had the opportunity to do this before. I decided to see if there was any of the pecan pie left in the refrigerator. There were two pieces left. I took the pie and a glass of milk and went into my office and was going to check to see if I had received any emails from some of my college friends. I especially wanted to hear from my former roommate and fuck buddy. I sat down at the desk and turned on my computer. When it came on, Ray had designed a clever screen saver where he repeatedly listed his email address, home and office phone numbers in different scripts with a message in capital letters “CALL ME. I WILL BE RIGHT OVER.”
Thanks to Ray, I am well settle in, and everything is going as smoothly as it possibly could go. My future looks bright and I am looking forward to both my social, sex, and professional life.
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CALL ME----I WILL BE RIGHT OVER
By Kevin – unoponcho
As far back as I can remember, I was taught to appreciate what it took to earn the dollar and where the almighty dollar came from. My father was an attorney and made very good money. In fact my mother and father were very well off and money was never a problem for them. My father was the most conservative man that I have ever known. He could account for every penny that he ever spent. The truth of the matter is that he was stingy and a tight wad.
From an early age he made me work for most of the money that I received. When I went to college, he paid for the bare necessities, and told me that I had to work to pay for my clothes, school supplies, and spending money.
There never was any doubt in my mind that my mother and father loved me, but my father was determined that I was going to learn to make my own way and earn my own money.
After I graduated from college, to my surprise, my father loosen up his purse strings and offer to help me get my professional life started.
There was a large old three-story building near down town that he and my mother owned. The first two stories had been remodel and were offices that were leased and occupied. My father offered to remodel the third floor and I could use the space in any way I wished to start my business. He told me that he wanted me to draw out the plan or layout of the space so he could get the contractors to remodel it to suit my needs. He also told me that he was going to give me the building and I could use the income from the rental property to purchase equipment, furnishings and assist my getting my business started.
My room at my mother and dad’s home was across from the recreation room. There was a table tennis table in the recreation room. Dad had given me a set of blueprints of the building. I used the table tennis table to spread the blueprints out and to use the table as a worktable. I got some large sheets of paper and used the same scale on the blueprints and began to layout how I wanted to use the space. What I had in mind that I knew that my father would object was to use some of the space as my living quarters.
Just when I thought that I had finished with the layout, my mother came in and looked at the plans. She became very interested and set down and pointed out several improvements in my plans. For one thing she suggested that the office space be designed for expansion as the business grew.
She spent a couple days with me in working on the final layout. Many of the things that she had suggested were going to costs a considerable amount of money, but she told me that she could persuade my father to go along with the plans. She also informed me that she was going to get Jack Evans and Assoc. involved. Jack Evans was an interior designer that my mother had used and liked.
I talked to my mother about the possibility of my talking to the bank and getting a loan to purchase the furniture and items needed both in the office space and my living quarters. My mother told me that she and my dad were giving me the building with no strings attached and for me to handle my own business without consulting my dad. She warned me that dad would try to run my business if he had a chance, and that I should proceed on my own without consulting him.
Based on the amount of income from the rental space alone was sufficient for me to obtain a loan from the bank. The contractors were finishing up their work and I had talked to Jack Evans a number of times and he had been working on the interior design and had been also working with the contractors in advising them of the color schemes and colors of the walls, tiles, bathroom fixtures, etc.
Finally it was the day before all the furniture, equipment, supplies, my clothes and personal items and everything were to be moved in. My mother had been a tremendous help, and between she and Jack Evans and myself everything was in great shape for the move in date as well as opening of my offices and business a week later. I had hired a secretary and an assistant to work in the office after it was ready to open.
I was so proud of my Mom. She had and was working her tail off to help me. I was also pleased of how everything looked even without furniture or anything in the space. It was very modern and luxurious. By looking at the old building from the outside no one would ever suspect the third floor would be as beautiful as it was. Skylights had been installed in the ceiling. A large deck had been built on the backside of the third floor of the building. The deck had been divided so that part of it was accessible from my bedroom in my living quarters and the other part was accessible from the office spaces. Around the deck, glass brick walls had been built to provide privacy, and there was a Jacuzzi on the living quarter’s deck. The bathroom in my living quarters was something to see. It was huge with a large glassed in shower, big mirrors, tremendous walk in closet, linen closet, two lavatories at two different levels and a skylight in the ceiling.
Early Friday morning of the big move in, my mother and I met Jack Evans at the space. Jack brought along a man from his office. Jack introduces us and his name was Ray. Ray was a couple years younger than I. He was studying to be an interior designer and was working part time in Jack’s office. I had suspected that Jack might have been gay, but there was no doubt that Ray was. It became obvious that Ray had determined that I was gay.
As the numerous deliveries where made either Mom, Jack or myself instructed where everything went. Ray stayed close to Jack and followed Jack’s instructions as to what he was to do.
Before noon Jack sent Ray to go get lunch for all of us. Mom went with Ray and when they came back they had not only gotten lunch, but they had stopped by at a grocery store and Mom had bought cold drinks and groceries that she put in the refrigerator and pantry.
By mid afternoon most everything had been delivered and was set in place. Bless my Mom’s heart. She had hung up all my clothes. She had organized my closet so that all my shirts were together as well as my pants and suits. My ties had been separated by colors, and my shoes had been neatly arrange on the floor. She had my socks sorted by colors in the chest of drawers as well as my underwear and sweaters. Not only that she had completely organized my kitchen and had everything in its place.
Mid afternoon Jack told Mom and I that he had an appointment and had to leave, but that he had done most everything that he needed to do, but he was leaving Ray there to finish hanging some paintings and do some other odd jobs that he could do. Mom decided that she was tired and she and Jack left together.
Everyone was gone except Ray and I. I went into my new office and started unpacking books and things and began to get my office in order. Ray was running around completing his projects. I had caught Ray looking at me through out the day. He had dropped enough hits that he was gay and that I was his type of man.
It was close to five o’clock and Ray came into my office. He had brought both of us a coke.
He sat down and asked, “Do you have any plans for dinner and the evening?”
“No. I have no plans. I thought I would go out and get a bite to eat and return and work awhile before going to bed.”
“Great! I have just invited myself to cook dinner for you. It should be ready in an hour and half.”
He got up and left before giving me a chance to say anything. From the way Ray looked at me and was acting, I knew that all I had to do was to ask and he would jump at the chance to have sex with me and spend the night. I would be lying if I were to say that I was not attracted to him. There was something about him that caused me to be more than curious as to what he would be like in bed and what he looked like naked. He certainly showed a big box that had gotten my attention.
I had no idea what food was in the kitchen for Ray to cook for dinner, but knew that surely he had something in mind that he and Mom had picked up at the grocery store.
It was not long before Ray came and told me that dinner was ready. I followed him and we went through the door from my office into the den and then to the dining table. He had prepared salmon steaks, French fries, green bean casserole, tossed salad, dressings for the salads and steaks, hot rolls and wine. It was a delicious meal and he was an excellent cook.
While we were eating, he told me that he had assisted Mom in picking out the pots and pans, cooking utensils, china, silverware and everything that was in the kitchen. He also had a hand in picking out some of the furniture and accessories in my living quarters. He made a point in telling me that he had personally picked out my bedroom furniture and my kingsize bed.
I did not look at him and causally said, “Well Ray, you have prepared a wonderful dinner. You have been the first one to have ever used my kitchen and have been my first dinner guests. I guess that it is only right that you be my first guests to spend the night with me and help break in my new bed.”
He jumped up and put his arms around me and said, “You want regret it. I have been hoping all day that you would let me go to bed with you.”
I patted him on the arm and he returned to his seat and started eating again. A few minutes later he said, “I sure am looking forward to your grand opening”
“What grand opening are you talking about?”
Ray replied, “You don’t know? Oh Shit! I did not know that it was supposed to be a surprise. Damn! I am in deep trouble now.”
“What are you talking about Ray?”
“I’ve let the cat out of the bag. I might as well tell you. Maybe you can just pretend that it is a surprise. Your mother and Jack have planned a grand opening of your business. There is going to be a two page spread in the newspaper, articles and photographs of your offices and living quarters in two interior design magazines, the TV is to be here and cover the opening and several of the city dignitaries have been invited along with a lot of important people that your mother and dad know. It is going to be a big event that will start you off with a bang, and will be the best advertisement that no amount of money could buy. Jack and your mother has a whole list of potential customers that they referring to you.”
I replied, “Holy Crap!”
Ray said, “I have taken the liberty of making up your bed. I have put out some towels in your bathroom. Why don’t you go take a shower while I clean up the kitchen and I will join you shortly.”
I thanked Ray for the dinner and offered to help him clean up but he would not let me. I went and locked the elevator and turned out the lights in the office area. I looked around and just could not believe how nice everything looked. I went into my bedroom and got undressed and into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While the water was getting warm I looked for my supply of condoms and lube. I could not find them anywhere in the bathroom. I went back into the bedroom and could not imagine where they were. Just by chance I opened the drawer in the nightstand by the bed and there they were. I did not know who had unpacked and put away my things and I could not imagine who had put them there. I certainly hoped that it was not my mother. I returned to the bathroom and started looking for and found a bar of soap to take into the shower.
The shower had three showerheads at different levels and could be adjusted to hit your body at different angles and at different forces of spray. I started soaping myself down and enjoyed the warm water caressing and massaging my body. It was so relaxing and I had not realized how tense and tired that I was. I was shampooing my hair and had my eyes closed to keep from getting soap in them. My mind was a million miles away and suddenly I felt Ray taking a hold of my dick and stroking it and then he took it into his mouth and began sucking on it. I rinsed the soap out of my hair as fast as I could. I looked down and Ray was sucking on my dick and looking up at me. I could not see Ray’s body very well, but what I could see caused my dick to get as hard as it had ever been.
After sucking on my dick for a time, he stood up and put his arms around my neck and we started hugging and kissing each other. I reached down and got a hold of both of our dicks and began to stoke them while we hugged and kissed each other. Ray’s dick was uncut and about the same length as mine, but my dick was bigger around and cut. He broke away from our embrace and got behind me and started putting soap on and bathing me. By the time he was through he had touched and cleaned every square inch of my body. I returned the favor and bathe him. I must say that his clothes had covered up one of the most beautiful physiques that I had seen in a long time. His skin did not have a blemish anywhere and was as smooth and soft as a baby’s bottom. There was not a hair on his body and he had even shaved his pubic hairs off.
When I finished bathing Ray, we both were so aroused that we were about to shoot off. We got out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and headed to the bed while half way drying ourselves off. Ray made a short detour on the way to the bed. He got a couple of condoms and lube out of the nightstand. I then knew who had put them there.
As soon as he hit the bed, we both went after each other’s cocks, and began giving each other head rapidly deep throating each other. Fortunately, no one could hear us. Both of us were very vocally showing our pleasures that we were encountering. We were both in a sexual frenzy and showing it by the rapid manner that we were bobbing our heads up and down on each other’s erections. In a very short time we both realized that if we kept this up that within minutes we would both shoot off. Ray got up on his knees and put a condom on me. He put lube up his asshole and lay down on his back, lifted his legs in the air, and told me to fuck him.
I got up and got into position. I looked at his beautiful ass and his waiting asshole. I looked up at Ray and he was smiling at me. I shoved my cock all the way in him and began fucking him as fast and furiously and I could move my hips.
Ray was yelling, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Man! Oh yeah! Yeah! Give it to me Man!”
“Do you like my cock in your ass? Does it feel good?”
Ray replied, “Oh shit yes! I like your big cock in my fuckhole. Fuck me!”
I knew that if I kept fucking him as fast and hard as I was doing that it would not be long before I shot off. I was feeling so good that I did not want to stop. I got a hold of Ray’s ridged member and continued my fast fucking tempo. Within a short time Ray began shooting off a number rounds of his creamy cum that was flying through the air landing on his face, chest and stomach. The sight of him shooting off sent me over the edge and I began shooting off with my cock as far in his asshole as I could shove it. I pulled out and dropped down beside him. He reached over and got the towel that he had brought to bed with him and cleaned himself off and then removed the used condom off of me and cleaned my spent dick with the towel.
He snuggled up to me, kissed me on my cheek, and whispered in my ear, “I hope you liked the appetizer. The main course will be served later.”
“What are you talking about Man? That was the main course and it was wonderful.”
Ray replied, “You just wait and see. I’m not through with you yet. I like you and your big cock. I just might invite myself to spend the whole weekend with you. Do you have any objections?”
“Ray, I like you too, but I have a lot of work to do this weekend.”
Ray replied, “I know that. I will help you. I know that I can prepare your meals and I am willing to do anything else that I can to help you. I want get in your way and we can have sex when ever you want it.”
“Thanks Ray. I could use your help. I may not have time for sex until we go to bed.”
Ray kissed me on my lips, and said, “Roll over on your stomach and I am going to give you a rub down before you go to sleep. If you wake up before I do and want me to serve you the main coarse, just wake me up. Otherwise, I will wake you up when I have the main coarse ready.”
I got on my stomach and Ray knelt down beside me and started rubbing my neck and shoulders and working his way down my body. The last thing that I remember was when he kissed me on my buttocks.
Some time later during the night, I woke up and Ray was kneeling down beside me stroking my cock with the head of my cock in his mouth. I had a roaring hard-on and was at the height of my arousal. When Ray became aware that I was awake, he put a condom on me and straddled me, and sat down on my cock and began fucking it with his asshole. After some length of time, he got off of me and lay down with his back next to me and had me move on my side and fuck him some more. For some time I fucked him in this position. Then he got up and straddles me again and put a few inches of his cock in my mouth and stroked it several times and shot off a big load. He got up and spread a towel out on the bed and got over it on his hands and knees and wanted me to fuck him doggie style. I had fucked him for a considerable length of time when he lower himself down on the towel, and I lay on top of him and began fucking him some more. Just before I shot off, he had shot off onto the towel underneath him. He flexed his buttocks and tightens up his asshole several times draining me of my last drop of cum. While lying on top of him, I fell back asleep with my cock still up his asshole.
Saturday morning when I woke up Ray was not in bed with me. I got up and was going to put on the clothes that I had worn the day before. They were not on the chair where I had left them. Instead one of my jockey straps was in the chair with a note that read, “Your uniform for the day.” I put on the jockey strap and headed to the kitchen. Ray was wearing one of my jockey straps and was cooking breakfast. We said good morning to each other, and Ray came over and reached down and took a hold of my crotch and smiled before he return to cooking the eggs on the stove.
While we were eating breakfast, Ray asked me if I enjoyed the second appetizer during the night. He told me that the main course would be served Sunday evening before he went home. We talked about the various projects that needed to be done during the day. Ray made a list of the things that he could do to assist me.
We went to work. At first it bothered me somewhat in running around with nothing on but my jockey strap, but I soon got used to it. I could not help but get aroused at times seeing Ray with nothing on but his strap. Ray was checking off his lists as he finished up a project. He had set up all the computers and the fax machine. He unpacked the office supplies that had been ordered and put them in a neat organize manner in the storage cabinet.
Close to eleven o’clock he told me that he needed to go to the grocery store and get a few things. He got dressed and I gave him two hundred dollars and told him to buy what ever was needed.
He was gone for an hour and half. I could not imagine what was taking him so long. When he returned he got off the elevator pushing a cart that was stacked with groceries. I asked him where he got the cart. He told me that he stopped by his office. The cart was a sample and no one had ever used it at the office and he thought it would be ideal to transport things up and down the elevator.
Ray fixed sandwiches for lunch and we both went back to work. It was amazing how much we got done during the day. Both of us had worked our tails off. Through out the day Ray and I teased each other. Ray’s favorite activity was to catch me standing still working on something, and he would come up behind me, and reach around and play with my dick until I started getting hard, and then walk off smiling. My favorite trick was to catch him unsuspectingly and I would grab the strap under the cheek of his butt and pull on it and let it smack him on his butt. The middle of the afternoon he took away all my fun by removing his jockey strap and ran around working while completely nude. This caused me to get a hard-on several times and certainly distracted from my concentration from what I was doing.
During the afternoon we found numerous uses for the cart that he gotten for me from his office. We had stacked trash on it to be taken down stairs to the trash bin. It was perfect to store in the custodian’s closet near the elevator.
Ray left me around four o’clock and went to the kitchen and began preparing dinner. It was close to six o’clock when he called me to the dinner table. Again he had cooked a wonderful meal and had baked a pecan pie, which was my favorite kind of pies.
As soon as we had finished eating we both got up from the table and cleaned up the kitchen. I asked Ray if he would like to be the first to join me and use the new Jacuzzi. He did not answer me but headed to the bedroom towards the deck. If he had not stopped in the bedroom to get some condoms and lube, he would have beat me getting in the Jacuzzi. For ten to fifteen minutes we set in the Jacuzzi in silence and let the jet streams of water massage our bodies. I looked across from me over at Ray and he looked so peaceful and appeared that he was about to go to sleep. I extended my foot over towards him. My big toe hit its target and was touching his asshole. He looked over at me and grinned. He got up and sat down beside me. We took a hold of each other’s semi-hards and began playing and jacking each other until we both had full erections.
He stood up and reached over the side of the Jacuzzi and got a condom and told me to stand up and put it on. After I got it on he leaned over and braced himself on the side of the Jacuzzi and told me to try and fuck him that he did not think that lube was necessary. He was tight, but the second try my cock went all the way inside him and I began to fuck him. Remembering the night before I set up a slow rhythm. I reached down and got a hold of his big member and stroked it while I fucked his ass. I had fucked him for a short time and he began to lower his ass into the water while I kept my fucktool in his hole. The jet streams hitting our bodies while I fucked him just added to the wonderful sensations that each of us was having.
A little later he must have sensed that I was nearing an ejaculation. He pulled away from me and turned around facing me. He put his arms around my neck and kissed me and told me that he wanted me to shoot off in his mouth.
He got out and walked over to a bench near the wall. He lifted up the seat on the bench and got out two bath towels. I told him that I had no idea that there was storage room under the seat. He told me that if he were ever invited again to spend the night with me that I should keep a supply of condoms and lube in the bench along with the towels.
I got out and was a pest. I kept stroking on his cock while he was trying to dry himself and me off. He eventually gave up on his efforts to get us dry, and took a hold of my cock and led me into the bedroom and shoves me down on the bed and got on top of me. He shoves his cock in my mouth and proceeded to face fuck me. Suddenly he moved around remaining on top of me so we could suck each other’s cocks at the same time. We were going after it hot and heavy and each receiving the ultimate pleasure. After some time, we both rolled over so I was on top of him. We both speeded up our momentum and were both exhibiting the pleasures we were having both in sounds and body languages. Simultaneously, we both shot off our loads and neither one of us stopped giving head to each other nor did either one of us loose our erections.
A little later, we rolled over on our sides and leisurely sucked and stroked each other’s erections for possibly and hour or more until we began to build up for another ejaculation. Judging by the amount of cum and the intensity of each of our climaxes both of us equally enjoyed the second climax as much or more than we did the first.
“Ray that just had to be the main course. That was just fucking great.”
He replied, “You are a hot man. You make me hot. Damn! That just might qualify for being the main course.”
We lay down next to each other. Ray got as close to me and he could. He moved my arm down by my side and moved so his dick and balls were in my hand. He laid his head on my chest and took a hold of my dick and balls. He was sucking and nibbling on my nipples when I fell asleep.
Sunday morning I did not wake up until eight o’clock. Again Ray was not in bed with me. I looked in the chair where I had left my jockey strap and it was not there. There was a note saying “Your uniform for the day. ZERO”. I snuck into the kitchen and Ray was bare ass naked. He did not know that I was up. He was standing in front of the sink rinsing out a dishrag. I snuck up behind him and reached around and grabbed a hand full of his dick and balls. I had scared him and he let out a blood-curdling scream that would have awakened the dead. We both started laughing and then he picked up the dishrag and started washing my face with it. I took a hold of his nuts and told him to stop or he would loose his family jewels. We played around with each other and it ended when he dropped to his knees and sucked on my dick until I got a hard-on. Then he stood up and started putting our breakfast on the table.
While we were eating we talked about the things that still needed to be done. Ray made out another lists of projects that he would take care of. I told Ray that I thought that we could complete everything by early afternoon and that I would take him out for dinner. He protested some and told me that his biggest objection to going out for dinner was because we would have to put our clothes on.
During the day it was so great to be naked and so at ease and comfortable in the presents of each other that we often played with our dicks while we were working and often times getting an erection. It was also nice that when we were near or passing each other we often played with each other’s dicks for a short period of time.
By three o’clock we had everything done that I could think of that I could do until Monday morning. Ray had put his pants on and had made numerous trips to the trash bin taking empty boxes and packing materials. He had vacuum and had cleaned up both the offices and my living quarters.
We were in the bathroom shaving and getting cleaned up. Ray decided that we should shave each other. He shaved me first and then I had just finished shaving his face and he told me that he wanted me to shave his private area. I got the shaving cream and went to work. Before I had finished we both had hard-ons. Without thinking I asked him to shave me. By the time he had finished both of our cock were secreting precum like crazy. We got into the shower together and began giving each other head. One thing led to another and Ray wanted me to fuck him in the ass. When he got out of the shower to go get a condom, I don’t know why, but I told him to get two and told him that I wanted him to fuck me. I had never been fucked before, but Ray seemed to enjoy being fucked so much that I decided that maybe I was missing out on something.
When he returned to the shower he had already put on a condom. He had me lean over bracing myself on the shower wall. He rimmed my asshole, which was my first experience of ever having that done to me. A combination of his rimming and putting his soapy fingers up my ass, he thought that I was ready. He knowing that he was about to fuck a virgin ass, he was very gentle and slowly penetrated me with his fucktool. I experienced the usual combination of pain and pleasure at first. Before long I was getting the full pleasure of his expertise having anal sex. I had shot off twice before he unloaded his cum inside of me. He let me know in no uncertain terms that I never got around to fucking him.
We got out of the shower and were drying off. I started popping him on his ass with my towel. He started popping me. We were acting like high school boys in the gym locker room. Both of us got in some pretty good whacks before Ray backed out of the bathroom. I shut and locked the door to keep him out. He had quite trying to get back in and I had not heard him in sometime. Then I heard him tell me that he was going to go to his place and put on some fresh clothes before we went out for dinner. I did not know if he was trying to trick me into opening the door or not. Eventually I opened the door and he was nowhere around.
I got dressed to go out for dinner and waited in the den for him to return. When he returned he looked so neat and great. I complimented him on how nice he looked, but told him that he looked better naked. He put his arms around my neck and we started kissing. He reached down and started fondling my crotch and dick that was getting hard. I did the same to him.
He looked at me, and said, “Let’s go eat, and then drop by Crews Inn for a drink before coming back here and you fucking my ass before I go home?”
I asked him if Crews Inn was a gay bar and where it was. He told me that it was his favorite gay bar and was down the street about three or four blocks.
We were talking after we had finished eating, and I asked Ray if Jack were gay. He looked at me funny and asked if I wanted to have sex with Jack. I told him that I was not the least bit interested in him, but that I had the feeling that he might be gay.
Ray said, “Sort of. Jack is the strangest man I have ever known. He likes to fuck a man’s ass, but he want let a man touch his cock. He want touch another man’s cock or be intimate in any way. Giving or receiving a blowjob is out of the question. He is always wanting to fuck the hell out of me with his nine incher and when he has shot off he gets dressed and pretends that it never happened and declares that he is straight.”
“Sounds to me that he is one mixed-up dude.”
“He is that, but he is one of the best interior designers in the country, and he knows it and doesn’t mind telling you. I have learned a lot from him, and if he were not as good as he is, I would tell him to fuck off and would not ever let him touch my ass again.”
Stopping by the Crews Inn was a real experience and an interesting one. Ray knew a number of the men there and he introduced me to quite a few. I don’t know if it were because I was new meat or what, but several of the men that Ray introduced me to, gave me their cards and asked me to give them a call and arrange to get together. I diffidently plan on contacting a couple of them, and I plan on visiting the Crews Inn again.
It was still fairly early in the evening when Ray and I returned to my new accommodations. We wasted no time in getting undressed and getting in bed. We took our leisurely time and sucked and fucked each other until we both had a gratifying climax and neither of us could get another hard-on.
Ray got dressed and while we were hugging and kissing each other goodbye, he told me to call him at anytime and he would come back and have sex with me. I asked him for his phone numbers. He smiled and told me that I could find his numbers on my new computer.
After he had gone, I felt so strange. It was so quiet and I felt all alone. However, I had grown accustomed to walking around in the nude and it felt so good. I had never ever had the opportunity to do this before. I decided to see if there was any of the pecan pie left in the refrigerator. There were two pieces left. I took the pie and a glass of milk and went into my office and was going to check to see if I had received any emails from some of my college friends. I especially wanted to hear from my former roommate and fuck buddy. I sat down at the desk and turned on my computer. When it came on, Ray had designed a clever screen saver where he repeatedly listed his email address, home and office phone numbers in different scripts with a message in capital letters “CALL ME. I WILL BE RIGHT OVER.”
Thanks to Ray, I am well settle in, and everything is going as smoothly as it possibly could go. My future looks bright and I am looking forward to both my social, sex, and professional life.
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A Night To Remember
Sometimes when something suddenly happens to change people’s normal routines they often react by doing things that they normally never think about doing.
It was January and the city was experiencing the coldest winter in history. They were experiencing having an ice storm that had practically closed down everything. People were advised to stay home and not drive. The streets and everything outside was coated with ice and trees, power and telephone lines were breaking and very few cars were on the streets. I had been in my apartment for two days because of the ice storm. On TV they were showing wrecks and people that had fallen and broken bones because of the ice.
I had just finished dinner and had cleaned up the kitchen when the electricity went off in my apartment, which meant that the heating unit went off. I put on my coat and went outside to try to determine to what extend the electrical power was off in my neighborhood. I learned that the electrical wires from a near by transformer to my apartment and a couple of my neighbors had broke because of the weight of the ice. I knew that the electrical company repairmen had their hands full trying to take care of repairing broken lines all over the city. They were concentrating on the major electrical lines that were down, and it would be sometime before they would get to my small repair job.
I had a choice of staying in my apartment that was soon to become very cold and miserable or to try to walk on the icy streets and sidewalks and find somewhere that it was warm.
There was a strip shopping center across the street from my apartment. Most of the stores were closed and would have been closed anyway being that late at night. There was a grocery store, health club, and a movie theater in the shopping center. I decided to try to walk on the icy streets, parking lot and go to the theater to see if it were open. I could only see a few cars in the parking lot and I knew that the grocery store was open.
It was still freezing, misting, and miserably cold out side. I fell on my ass once on the way, but I was not hurt only embarrassed even though no one saw me take the spill. To my surprise the movie theater was open. Jimmy the manager of the theater greeted me at the door. I had met and talked with Jimmy several times before. We did not know each other very well, but since we first met each other at a mutual gay friends party, we knew that each other were gay.
Jimmy told me that there were a few people in the theater, and that he and Raymond, the projectionist, were the only employees there. I told him about not having any heat in my apartment. He informed me that because of the weather that neither he nor Raymond could get to their homes so they were going to keep the theater open and show the movie so long as someone wanted to watch it. He did not charge me admission and told me to help myself to the coffee, hot chocolate, cold drinks, and popcorn at the snack bar.
I got myself a cup of hot chocolate and went into the auditorium and sat down on the back row. I took off my heavy coat and put it on the seat in front of me. I was dressed comfortably and casually. I had put on two pair of sweat pants and shirts along with my tennis shoes and did not have any underwear on. I scooted down in the chair and put my feet on the back of the chair in front of me. I looked around and could only see four other men seated about half way down in the auditorium.
Tom Cruise was the star in the movie. I do not remember the name of the movie, but Tom Cruise always turned me on big time. Since no one was around, I slipped my hand down on the inside of my sweat pants and played with myself while watching Tom Cruise on the big screen. After I had watch the movie for about ten minutes, I was getting warm and took off one of the sweat pants and shirts and put them with my coat. About twenty minutes later the movie ended and there was going to be a fifteen-minute intermission. I got up and went to the men’s restroom to take a leak.
There was no one else in the restroom. I stepped up to the urinal and lowered my sweat pants down to my knees. I had a semi-hard and stroked it several times before starting to urinate. Two tall rough looking big muscle men came in. There were a number of urinals that were available, but one of the men used the one nearest me on one side and the other man was on the other side of me. Out of curiosity I attempted to take a peek at each of their pricks. One of them caught me looking.
He said, “What are you looking at you faggot?”
Before I could think of anything to say, the other man turned towards me and began stroking his prick, and said, “Well what do you know? We have a cocksucker here. Do you want to suck my cock?”
I pulled up my sweat pants and left without acknowledging their remarks. However, I would not have minded sucking their big pricks. One of them was uncut and the other was circumcised. I could not help but wonder how big they were when hard and was curious if they were in proportion to their big bodies. I got myself another cup of hot chocolate and talked to Jimmy for a few minutes before returning to auditorium and to my seat just in time for the movie to begin.
I had forgotten about the two men and was engrossed in watching the man of my dreams on the screen. I heard something and looked around and one of the big hunks was coming up the row of seats towards me from one side and the other was headed towards me from the other side. They walked up to me and began rubbing their crotches just looking and smiling at me. Then one of them unzipped his pants and started stroking on his semi-hard and moving over close to me slapping his prick on my face. I looked at the other man and he had unzipped his pants and was smiling at me and stroking on his prick. They were not giving me much of a choice. They had me hemmed in and there was no way that I could get away from them. I straighten myself up in my chair and the man that had been slapping my face with his prick grabbed a hold of my head and stuck his big prick into my mouth and began forcing me to move my head back and forth and at the same time face fucking me.
He was talking to the other man, and said, “Hey buddy! We’ve got us a real winner here. This faggot is making my cock feel great. Do you want to have a try at him?”
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and the other man grabbed a hold of my head and turned me towards him. He shoved his cock down my throat so fast that I almost gagged. He was the one that was uncut and his prick must have been at least an inch longer and was bigger around than the first man. I had sucked and deep throated his cock for a few minutes when he reached down and started stroking his prick with part of it still in my mouth. I could feel his foreskin as it was being pulled back and forth revealing the head of his prick. This was really turning me on. I took a hold of his low hang balls and he began to be more gentle and was showing that he was appreciative of the attention that I was giving him. While I was giving head to him the other man was standing up close to me and jacking himself and his prick was hitting my ear and the side of my face. I could smell the crotches of both of them and their odors were different but never the less were acting like an aphrodisiac and I was in another world. I replaced my hand with the man’s hand that had been jacking on his prick and began stroking him while I continued to give head and play with the other man’s balls.
“Hey Good Buddy! Let me have another try at him?”
“Just hold on Man. This guy is good. He is about to get my rocks off.”
“Well hurry up. I’m as hot as hell and I am going to drown this fucking queer with my cum.”
The dude stopped jacking himself and move up closer to me so I could deep throat him. I knew that his climax was pending by his body language and deep breathing. When he started shooing off, I was pulling on his balls and he must have shot off for two minutes or more. He had the most intense ejaculation than anyone that I have ever sucked off. He sat down in the chair beside me and leaned back until he regained his breath.
I began almost immediately in giving head to the other man. He was still trying to act butch and was being very forceful while I gave him head. Like the other man I took a hold of his balls and when he began to get rough I just squeezed the hell out of his balls until he quite being so forceful and rough. While I was giving him head, I was surprise when the man that I had just given a blowjob to had put his hand inside my sweat pants and was gently jacking on my prick.
As soon as the dude shot his cum down my throat, he pulled out of my mouth and put his prick back in his pants and zipped up.
He told the other man, “Let’s get out of here and go up to the health club and take a steam bath and maybe come back in an hour or so. I want a chance to fuck this faggot in the ass.”
As soon as they left, I got up and went to the restroom to wash my face and hands. When I returned to my seat I brought back with me a hand full of paper towels. I was so horny that I knew that I was going to shoot off before long. I sat back down and stretched out with my feet on the chair in front of me and started watch Tom Cruise on the big screen. I could never figure out why I was so attracted to him. It was more his face than his body. I had missed out on so much of the story line that I did not know what was going on. I was just looking and drooling over Tom Cruise and watching the expressions on his face and wondering what expression that he would have when his was having sex and shot off.
The two dudes had not been gone very long when Jimmy came and brought me another cup of hot chocolate and sat down beside me. We talked a few minutes and I told him what had just happened. He was obviously jealous and told me that he had been wanting to have sex with them every since he first saw them a couple weeks ago. I told him about the possibly of them coming back. Jimmy asked if they did come back if it would be all right if he joined us. I told him that he could take on the black-headed dude, but that I wanted the blond with the uncut prick. Jimmy leaned back in the chair and reached over and put his hands down my pants and started stroking my prick. I reached over and unzipped his pants and got his erection out and began jacking on his member. So far as I was concerned Jimmy had the ideal size cock. For thirty of so minutes we played with each other’s pricks and balls without any intentions of getting each other off. At least not as yet. He looked at me and told me that he would like for us to play with each other for the rest of the night.
There were still two men that were seated together a number of rows in front of us. I had not paid them much attention. Jimmy told me that they were Mark and Frank and had been together for ten or fifteen years. He told me that he would bet me a dollar to a whole in a donut that they were jacking each other off, and that Raymond was up in the projection booth watching them and he was probably jacking off. I asked Jimmy how old Raymond was. Jimmy told me that he was our age, but that he claimed that he was straight. However, any time he had a chance he would have both oral and anal sex with men our age. He told me that later I might like to go up to the projection booth and give or receive a blowjob or fuck or be fucked by Raymond. Even though Raymond makes the claim that he is straight that he is great in bed and is both a real nice person and a good-looking man with a nice physique.
Neither one of us had said anything for several minutes. We just sat there stroking each other’s pricks. Jimmy got up and pulled down my sweat pants and went down on me and sucked my hard tool for several minutes before he stood up. I unbuttoned his pants and let them fall around his knees and got him to stand between my legs and started giving him head.
We both became so engrossed in what were doing that it was not until we heard “Goodnight Jimmy. Looks like you are being well entertained. We will see you later.”
Jimmy said, “Goodnight Mark and Frank. You guys be careful out there on that ice. Are you sure you don’t want to spend the rest of the night here?”
“No. We do not live very far from here, and Mark wants to go home.”
Jimmy pulled his prick out of my mouth, pulled his pants back up, and walked Mark and Frank to the front door.
The movie ended again a few minutes later. I got up and went to the restroom to relieve myself again. I was standing at the urinal, and Jimmy came in and stood behind me. He pulled my sweatshirt up over my head and onto my shoulders but did not take it off of me. He pulled my sweat pants down around my ankles. He dropped his pants and moved up close to me with his hard prick sticking between my legs up next to my ass. He reached around with one hand and played with my nipples and was jacking my pecker with his other hand. I was so hot and he was making me feel so good. Neither of us were aware when the two dudes came into the restroom and caught us red handed. They never said anything like I was expecting. They just stripped off naked and put condoms on their erections. I must say that if you did not look at their faces and only their well-built bodies, they were sexy men. Jimmy moved away from me. He pulled up his pants and told us that he would be right back.
I kicked off my sweat pants and bent over and removed the condom off of the black-headed dude and started giving head, and offered my ass to the blond. He walked over to the lavatory and got some soap and applied it to my asshole and onto his rubber covered prick. He began fucking me. A few minutes later not only Jimmy returned but he had Raymond with him. As soon as Jimmy and Raymond got undress, Jimmy enticed the dude that I was giving head to fuck his ass. I motion to Raymond to get in front of me and I gave him head while I was being fucked.
The sounds of grunting, moaning and pounding of asses was echoing off of the tiles in the restroom. After some time had pasted, I don’t know how Jimmy managed it, but I realized that he had gotten behind the dude that was fucking me and Jimmy was fucking him while being sandwiched in between the blackhead dude that was fucking him. This arrangement went on for sometime and Jimmy and the black-headed dude switched places and the black-headed dude was fucking the blond that was fucking me. By this time the physical active had heated up the restroom and you could almost cut the odor of perspiration and sex with a knife.
A little later another change of positions was made. The two dudes had paired off to themselves and were taking turns in fucking each other and later they even were sucking each other’s cocks. Jimmy exchanged places with Raymond and Raymond was fucking me and I was giving head to Jimmy.
The two dudes got so involved and caught up in having sex together that the even got down on the cold tile floor and were fucking each other in all kinds of invented positions. They were not paying any attention to Jimmy, Raymond and me. We were changing positions often enough that if one or more of the three of us were nearing a climax we would have time to cool off while getting into another position.
The two dudes were the first to shoot off their loads. By this time Jimmy, Raymond and I had sucked, been suck, fucked and been fuck by each other. Jimmy was fucking Raymond and Raymond was giving me head. The two dudes were beside us and were contributing to our pleasures and helping cause us to ejaculate. The blond was behind me rubbing me all over with one hand and fist fucking me with the other hand while I did my favorite thing. I used my left hand with my thumb around the base of my cock and other fingers holding my nuts and beat off with the other hand while the tip of my cock was in Raymond’s mouth. Just before I climaxed I removed my hands rammed my cock down his throat and shot off. The blackhead dude had maneuver so he was sucking Raymond’s prick while Jimmy was fucking his ass. They both shot off shortly after I had my orgasm.
Strangely the dudes seem to be most appreciative. They told us that we had taught them the pleasure of having gay sex and now they could have sex together in the future. They went around and slapped everyone’s bare butts including each other’s before they started getting dressed.
After we all got dressed, as the dudes were leaving, the blackhead said to the blond, “Faggot, are you ready to go home so you can give me another blowjob?”
The blond replied, “You damn queer. From now on all you will want to do is to suck my cock and for me to fuck your ass.”
They told us goodnight, put their arms around each other, and Jimmy walked them to the front door to let them out.
Jimmy suggested that we go to the balcony where it possibly would be warmer. We got ourselves a cup of coffee. I looked at the clock and it was 3:00AM. I got my coat and clothes in the auditorium and we went upstairs. After we finished drinking our coffee, we lay down on the carpet in the aisle next to each other to go to sleep. We were on our backs, and Raymond and Jimmy unzipped their pants and undid them. Raymond was in the middle. He reached over with one hand and put his hand inside my sweat pants and took a hold of my soft prick and did the same with his other hand to Jimmy’s. I took a hold of Raymond’s prick and Jimmy had a hold of his balls. We told each other goodnight and play with each other’s pricks until we fell asleep.
Raymond was the first to wake up the next morning. He had jacked on Jimmy’s and my pricks and had both of us with firm erections before we woke up. We got into a position that we could suck each other’s pricks at the same time until all of us had shot off. When we went down stairs we learned that it was a little after ten o’clock and that the sun was out and the ice was melting. We thanked each other for the wonderful time we had had together. Jimmy told us that he hoped that it would not be long before we had another ice storm and could get together again. We said goodbye to each other and went our separate directions to our homes. Both Raymond and Jimmy had to return to work at the theater by 3:00PM.
When I got back to my apartment, they had just finished repairing the electrical broken line and the heat was on in my apartment. I fixed brunch and then took a hot shower and crawled into bed naked. I lay there thinking about all that had transpired in the theater. I have no idea what the movie was all about, but I did enjoy seeing and fantasying about Tom Cruise. I will eat my hat if the two dudes and Raymond still can claim that they are straight. As far as Tom Cruise is concern, if I had the opportunity to be in bed with him, I would not be thinking about eating my hat.
A Night To Remember
By Kevin – unoponcho
By Kevin – unoponcho
Sometimes when something suddenly happens to change people’s normal routines they often react by doing things that they normally never think about doing.
It was January and the city was experiencing the coldest winter in history. They were experiencing having an ice storm that had practically closed down everything. People were advised to stay home and not drive. The streets and everything outside was coated with ice and trees, power and telephone lines were breaking and very few cars were on the streets. I had been in my apartment for two days because of the ice storm. On TV they were showing wrecks and people that had fallen and broken bones because of the ice.
I had just finished dinner and had cleaned up the kitchen when the electricity went off in my apartment, which meant that the heating unit went off. I put on my coat and went outside to try to determine to what extend the electrical power was off in my neighborhood. I learned that the electrical wires from a near by transformer to my apartment and a couple of my neighbors had broke because of the weight of the ice. I knew that the electrical company repairmen had their hands full trying to take care of repairing broken lines all over the city. They were concentrating on the major electrical lines that were down, and it would be sometime before they would get to my small repair job.
I had a choice of staying in my apartment that was soon to become very cold and miserable or to try to walk on the icy streets and sidewalks and find somewhere that it was warm.
There was a strip shopping center across the street from my apartment. Most of the stores were closed and would have been closed anyway being that late at night. There was a grocery store, health club, and a movie theater in the shopping center. I decided to try to walk on the icy streets, parking lot and go to the theater to see if it were open. I could only see a few cars in the parking lot and I knew that the grocery store was open.
It was still freezing, misting, and miserably cold out side. I fell on my ass once on the way, but I was not hurt only embarrassed even though no one saw me take the spill. To my surprise the movie theater was open. Jimmy the manager of the theater greeted me at the door. I had met and talked with Jimmy several times before. We did not know each other very well, but since we first met each other at a mutual gay friends party, we knew that each other were gay.
Jimmy told me that there were a few people in the theater, and that he and Raymond, the projectionist, were the only employees there. I told him about not having any heat in my apartment. He informed me that because of the weather that neither he nor Raymond could get to their homes so they were going to keep the theater open and show the movie so long as someone wanted to watch it. He did not charge me admission and told me to help myself to the coffee, hot chocolate, cold drinks, and popcorn at the snack bar.
I got myself a cup of hot chocolate and went into the auditorium and sat down on the back row. I took off my heavy coat and put it on the seat in front of me. I was dressed comfortably and casually. I had put on two pair of sweat pants and shirts along with my tennis shoes and did not have any underwear on. I scooted down in the chair and put my feet on the back of the chair in front of me. I looked around and could only see four other men seated about half way down in the auditorium.
Tom Cruise was the star in the movie. I do not remember the name of the movie, but Tom Cruise always turned me on big time. Since no one was around, I slipped my hand down on the inside of my sweat pants and played with myself while watching Tom Cruise on the big screen. After I had watch the movie for about ten minutes, I was getting warm and took off one of the sweat pants and shirts and put them with my coat. About twenty minutes later the movie ended and there was going to be a fifteen-minute intermission. I got up and went to the men’s restroom to take a leak.
There was no one else in the restroom. I stepped up to the urinal and lowered my sweat pants down to my knees. I had a semi-hard and stroked it several times before starting to urinate. Two tall rough looking big muscle men came in. There were a number of urinals that were available, but one of the men used the one nearest me on one side and the other man was on the other side of me. Out of curiosity I attempted to take a peek at each of their pricks. One of them caught me looking.
He said, “What are you looking at you faggot?”
Before I could think of anything to say, the other man turned towards me and began stroking his prick, and said, “Well what do you know? We have a cocksucker here. Do you want to suck my cock?”
I pulled up my sweat pants and left without acknowledging their remarks. However, I would not have minded sucking their big pricks. One of them was uncut and the other was circumcised. I could not help but wonder how big they were when hard and was curious if they were in proportion to their big bodies. I got myself another cup of hot chocolate and talked to Jimmy for a few minutes before returning to auditorium and to my seat just in time for the movie to begin.
I had forgotten about the two men and was engrossed in watching the man of my dreams on the screen. I heard something and looked around and one of the big hunks was coming up the row of seats towards me from one side and the other was headed towards me from the other side. They walked up to me and began rubbing their crotches just looking and smiling at me. Then one of them unzipped his pants and started stroking on his semi-hard and moving over close to me slapping his prick on my face. I looked at the other man and he had unzipped his pants and was smiling at me and stroking on his prick. They were not giving me much of a choice. They had me hemmed in and there was no way that I could get away from them. I straighten myself up in my chair and the man that had been slapping my face with his prick grabbed a hold of my head and stuck his big prick into my mouth and began forcing me to move my head back and forth and at the same time face fucking me.
He was talking to the other man, and said, “Hey buddy! We’ve got us a real winner here. This faggot is making my cock feel great. Do you want to have a try at him?”
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and the other man grabbed a hold of my head and turned me towards him. He shoved his cock down my throat so fast that I almost gagged. He was the one that was uncut and his prick must have been at least an inch longer and was bigger around than the first man. I had sucked and deep throated his cock for a few minutes when he reached down and started stroking his prick with part of it still in my mouth. I could feel his foreskin as it was being pulled back and forth revealing the head of his prick. This was really turning me on. I took a hold of his low hang balls and he began to be more gentle and was showing that he was appreciative of the attention that I was giving him. While I was giving head to him the other man was standing up close to me and jacking himself and his prick was hitting my ear and the side of my face. I could smell the crotches of both of them and their odors were different but never the less were acting like an aphrodisiac and I was in another world. I replaced my hand with the man’s hand that had been jacking on his prick and began stroking him while I continued to give head and play with the other man’s balls.
“Hey Good Buddy! Let me have another try at him?”
“Just hold on Man. This guy is good. He is about to get my rocks off.”
“Well hurry up. I’m as hot as hell and I am going to drown this fucking queer with my cum.”
The dude stopped jacking himself and move up closer to me so I could deep throat him. I knew that his climax was pending by his body language and deep breathing. When he started shooing off, I was pulling on his balls and he must have shot off for two minutes or more. He had the most intense ejaculation than anyone that I have ever sucked off. He sat down in the chair beside me and leaned back until he regained his breath.
I began almost immediately in giving head to the other man. He was still trying to act butch and was being very forceful while I gave him head. Like the other man I took a hold of his balls and when he began to get rough I just squeezed the hell out of his balls until he quite being so forceful and rough. While I was giving him head, I was surprise when the man that I had just given a blowjob to had put his hand inside my sweat pants and was gently jacking on my prick.
As soon as the dude shot his cum down my throat, he pulled out of my mouth and put his prick back in his pants and zipped up.
He told the other man, “Let’s get out of here and go up to the health club and take a steam bath and maybe come back in an hour or so. I want a chance to fuck this faggot in the ass.”
As soon as they left, I got up and went to the restroom to wash my face and hands. When I returned to my seat I brought back with me a hand full of paper towels. I was so horny that I knew that I was going to shoot off before long. I sat back down and stretched out with my feet on the chair in front of me and started watch Tom Cruise on the big screen. I could never figure out why I was so attracted to him. It was more his face than his body. I had missed out on so much of the story line that I did not know what was going on. I was just looking and drooling over Tom Cruise and watching the expressions on his face and wondering what expression that he would have when his was having sex and shot off.
The two dudes had not been gone very long when Jimmy came and brought me another cup of hot chocolate and sat down beside me. We talked a few minutes and I told him what had just happened. He was obviously jealous and told me that he had been wanting to have sex with them every since he first saw them a couple weeks ago. I told him about the possibly of them coming back. Jimmy asked if they did come back if it would be all right if he joined us. I told him that he could take on the black-headed dude, but that I wanted the blond with the uncut prick. Jimmy leaned back in the chair and reached over and put his hands down my pants and started stroking my prick. I reached over and unzipped his pants and got his erection out and began jacking on his member. So far as I was concerned Jimmy had the ideal size cock. For thirty of so minutes we played with each other’s pricks and balls without any intentions of getting each other off. At least not as yet. He looked at me and told me that he would like for us to play with each other for the rest of the night.
There were still two men that were seated together a number of rows in front of us. I had not paid them much attention. Jimmy told me that they were Mark and Frank and had been together for ten or fifteen years. He told me that he would bet me a dollar to a whole in a donut that they were jacking each other off, and that Raymond was up in the projection booth watching them and he was probably jacking off. I asked Jimmy how old Raymond was. Jimmy told me that he was our age, but that he claimed that he was straight. However, any time he had a chance he would have both oral and anal sex with men our age. He told me that later I might like to go up to the projection booth and give or receive a blowjob or fuck or be fucked by Raymond. Even though Raymond makes the claim that he is straight that he is great in bed and is both a real nice person and a good-looking man with a nice physique.
Neither one of us had said anything for several minutes. We just sat there stroking each other’s pricks. Jimmy got up and pulled down my sweat pants and went down on me and sucked my hard tool for several minutes before he stood up. I unbuttoned his pants and let them fall around his knees and got him to stand between my legs and started giving him head.
We both became so engrossed in what were doing that it was not until we heard “Goodnight Jimmy. Looks like you are being well entertained. We will see you later.”
Jimmy said, “Goodnight Mark and Frank. You guys be careful out there on that ice. Are you sure you don’t want to spend the rest of the night here?”
“No. We do not live very far from here, and Mark wants to go home.”
Jimmy pulled his prick out of my mouth, pulled his pants back up, and walked Mark and Frank to the front door.
The movie ended again a few minutes later. I got up and went to the restroom to relieve myself again. I was standing at the urinal, and Jimmy came in and stood behind me. He pulled my sweatshirt up over my head and onto my shoulders but did not take it off of me. He pulled my sweat pants down around my ankles. He dropped his pants and moved up close to me with his hard prick sticking between my legs up next to my ass. He reached around with one hand and played with my nipples and was jacking my pecker with his other hand. I was so hot and he was making me feel so good. Neither of us were aware when the two dudes came into the restroom and caught us red handed. They never said anything like I was expecting. They just stripped off naked and put condoms on their erections. I must say that if you did not look at their faces and only their well-built bodies, they were sexy men. Jimmy moved away from me. He pulled up his pants and told us that he would be right back.
I kicked off my sweat pants and bent over and removed the condom off of the black-headed dude and started giving head, and offered my ass to the blond. He walked over to the lavatory and got some soap and applied it to my asshole and onto his rubber covered prick. He began fucking me. A few minutes later not only Jimmy returned but he had Raymond with him. As soon as Jimmy and Raymond got undress, Jimmy enticed the dude that I was giving head to fuck his ass. I motion to Raymond to get in front of me and I gave him head while I was being fucked.
The sounds of grunting, moaning and pounding of asses was echoing off of the tiles in the restroom. After some time had pasted, I don’t know how Jimmy managed it, but I realized that he had gotten behind the dude that was fucking me and Jimmy was fucking him while being sandwiched in between the blackhead dude that was fucking him. This arrangement went on for sometime and Jimmy and the black-headed dude switched places and the black-headed dude was fucking the blond that was fucking me. By this time the physical active had heated up the restroom and you could almost cut the odor of perspiration and sex with a knife.
A little later another change of positions was made. The two dudes had paired off to themselves and were taking turns in fucking each other and later they even were sucking each other’s cocks. Jimmy exchanged places with Raymond and Raymond was fucking me and I was giving head to Jimmy.
The two dudes got so involved and caught up in having sex together that the even got down on the cold tile floor and were fucking each other in all kinds of invented positions. They were not paying any attention to Jimmy, Raymond and me. We were changing positions often enough that if one or more of the three of us were nearing a climax we would have time to cool off while getting into another position.
The two dudes were the first to shoot off their loads. By this time Jimmy, Raymond and I had sucked, been suck, fucked and been fuck by each other. Jimmy was fucking Raymond and Raymond was giving me head. The two dudes were beside us and were contributing to our pleasures and helping cause us to ejaculate. The blond was behind me rubbing me all over with one hand and fist fucking me with the other hand while I did my favorite thing. I used my left hand with my thumb around the base of my cock and other fingers holding my nuts and beat off with the other hand while the tip of my cock was in Raymond’s mouth. Just before I climaxed I removed my hands rammed my cock down his throat and shot off. The blackhead dude had maneuver so he was sucking Raymond’s prick while Jimmy was fucking his ass. They both shot off shortly after I had my orgasm.
Strangely the dudes seem to be most appreciative. They told us that we had taught them the pleasure of having gay sex and now they could have sex together in the future. They went around and slapped everyone’s bare butts including each other’s before they started getting dressed.
After we all got dressed, as the dudes were leaving, the blackhead said to the blond, “Faggot, are you ready to go home so you can give me another blowjob?”
The blond replied, “You damn queer. From now on all you will want to do is to suck my cock and for me to fuck your ass.”
They told us goodnight, put their arms around each other, and Jimmy walked them to the front door to let them out.
Jimmy suggested that we go to the balcony where it possibly would be warmer. We got ourselves a cup of coffee. I looked at the clock and it was 3:00AM. I got my coat and clothes in the auditorium and we went upstairs. After we finished drinking our coffee, we lay down on the carpet in the aisle next to each other to go to sleep. We were on our backs, and Raymond and Jimmy unzipped their pants and undid them. Raymond was in the middle. He reached over with one hand and put his hand inside my sweat pants and took a hold of my soft prick and did the same with his other hand to Jimmy’s. I took a hold of Raymond’s prick and Jimmy had a hold of his balls. We told each other goodnight and play with each other’s pricks until we fell asleep.
Raymond was the first to wake up the next morning. He had jacked on Jimmy’s and my pricks and had both of us with firm erections before we woke up. We got into a position that we could suck each other’s pricks at the same time until all of us had shot off. When we went down stairs we learned that it was a little after ten o’clock and that the sun was out and the ice was melting. We thanked each other for the wonderful time we had had together. Jimmy told us that he hoped that it would not be long before we had another ice storm and could get together again. We said goodbye to each other and went our separate directions to our homes. Both Raymond and Jimmy had to return to work at the theater by 3:00PM.
When I got back to my apartment, they had just finished repairing the electrical broken line and the heat was on in my apartment. I fixed brunch and then took a hot shower and crawled into bed naked. I lay there thinking about all that had transpired in the theater. I have no idea what the movie was all about, but I did enjoy seeing and fantasying about Tom Cruise. I will eat my hat if the two dudes and Raymond still can claim that they are straight. As far as Tom Cruise is concern, if I had the opportunity to be in bed with him, I would not be thinking about eating my hat.
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Re: A Night To Remember
Thanx i was anxious to read one of your stories again
Thanx i was anxious to read one of your stories again
Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
Late one summer my brothers, who were eight and ten years older than I, decided that they were going to take me camping, hunting and fishing. Both brothers were married and had children. They were very macho and did not understand my tendencies towards being gay. I was eighteen and had graduated from high school. I was looking forward to entering college in a few weeks. I would be the first person in my family that ever went to college.
The purpose of my brothers, Tim and Rob, for inviting me to go camping with them was that they thought that they could teach me how to be “a real man”. Rob had a camper on the back of his pickup. The camper was small and was crowded with two people in it never the less three. But they insisted that I go with them.
I had always liked the out of doors and had been camping and fishing many times before, but never with my brothers. They however, enjoyed hunting with bow and arrows, which I did not care for at all. I preferred doing my hunting of wild life with a camera and did not understand the sport of killing wild animals. Tim and Rob accused me of being a sissy. Rob was more outspoken than Tim, and he often made derogatory remarks about my being gay and not acting like “a real man”.
For two weeks Tim and Rob made plans for the trip. They excluded me when they were making the plans and I am sure they discussed how they were going to do miraculous things to cause me to become straight. We drove over two hundred miles to a big ranch where Tim and Rob had arranged for us to camp, fish and hunt.
Upon arriving at our destination I was impressed and pleased where we were going to park the camper and camp. It was a beautiful spot with a lot of big shade trees and beside a river. There were rolling hills covered with trees and rough terrain all around us. The owner of the ranch had pointed out the areas that hunting was permissible and the areas that were off limits because of his cattle and horses being there. He told us that he was expecting another camping party that would be camping out near us. Supposable there were deer, turkey, bobcats, lynxes, and wild javelina and Russian boar hogs among other wild life on the ranch.
Tim and Rob had been camping together many times over the years, and they knew what they were doing. In hardly anytime they had camp set up. They had erected a large tarp that served as a canopy over the cooking area and portable picnic table. They had brought a canvas cot and put it outside the camper and told me that that would be where I would sleep. While they were setting up camp, I gather wood for the campfire and explored the surrounding area.
As soon as the camp was set up, they decided that we should go swimming before starting to cook supper. They stripped off naked so I did likewise. I had never seen my two brothers naked before. They both had matured bodies that were in great shape. Both of their dicks were cut unlike mine. Tim’s dick was an inch longer than Rob’s dick when flaccid. Both had large balls that were low hangers. Rob had more hair on his chest and legs than Tim. Knowing that these healthy men where my brothers and were off limits, I just looked and would not allow myself to think about having sex with either one of them. Without any doubt both Tim and Rob had looked me over and now knew what my nude body and my dick looked like. I think that both were a little jealous over the fact that my uncut soft dick was bigger than theirs.
They walked in front of me going to river. I had a full view of they very handsome nude backs, shoulders, butts and well-developed legs. It was all I could do to keep from getting a hard-on, but remembering that they were my brothers’ stop me from getting an erection. As soon as they got into the water, they started wrestling with each other trying to duck one another. Then they both ganged up on me. We played around for some time before getting out of the water and going back to the camp.
I don’t understand the dynamics of what had happen during our swim, but things seemed to have changed. There was more of camaraderie between the three of us. Both Tim and Rob’s attitude towards me was different. There was a closeness that I had never experience before. It was almost like that I had become their friend and they were proud of me as being their brother.
While we were cooking supper, another camper arrived and parked about three hundred yards from us. Two men got out of their truck. One of them appeared to be my age and the other man was older. The younger one pulled off his shirt and was only wearing shorts and shoes. They went to work setting up camp.
Rob and I wanting to be friendly walked over and introduced ourselves. The younger man was Andy and the older man was Bill and was Andy’s father. There diffidently was a family resemblance not only facial but in body structure even though Andy had been lifting weights and had wide strong shoulders and nice abs. When Andy lifted anything his pecs tightened up and got hard. From the time Andy and I first looked at each other we both knew that we were attracted to each other and that we both were gay.
After Rob and I talked with them a few minutes, we returned to our camp.
After we finished supper we were sitting around talking about what we were going to do the next day. Tim and Rob wanted to get up and eat breakfast before the sun came up and wanted to go hunting with bow and arrows at day break and spend most of the day hunting. They were trying to talk me into going with them, but I insisted that I was going to go fishing and hang out around the river instead.
Andy came over to our camp and asked me if I would like to take a swim with him before the sun went down. I readily agree to go with him. I follow him down to the river except that he went much further down the river to a spot out of the view of either of our camps. We removed our clothes and both had erection before we got into the water.
There was no pretense or pretext. No discussion. No hesitation on either of our parts. We both knew what we wanted and we went after it. We had no more than got into the water than we had a hold and jacking each other’s hard dicks while looking and smiling at each other. For some length of time we had one of our hands on each other’s shoulders and stroking each other’s cocks with the other hand. We were either just staring into each other’s eyes or putting our heads together while we were pleasuring each other with our hands.
Andy backed up a short distance and then put his arm around my waist and led me to the edge of the water. He had me lie down in the water on my back. My dick was sticking up out of the water. Andy got between my legs took a hold of my butt and lifted it up out of the water and began sucking on my dick. I just lay back relaxed and let him take his time giving me a wonderful, delightful blowjob. After I shoot off in his throat, I exchanged places with him and gave him a blowjob. We had not said a word to each other since we left my camp, but I was already in love with his body and cock. I had never experienced enjoying giving anyone a blowjob like I did with giving this one.
We had put our clothes back on and were half way back to the camp before Andy asked me what my plans were for tomorrow. I told him that I was going to go fishing while my brothers went hunting. Andy told me that he wished that he could spend the day with me, but that he would have to go hunting with his father.
It was getting dark when we got back to my camp. Andy talked and visited a short time with Tim, Rob, and myself before he told everyone goodnight. Before he left, he made sure that Tim and Rob were not watching and he grabbed a hold of one of the cheeks of my butt and squeezed it real hard then winked at me before heading to his camp.
The next morning I was awaken by Tim and Rob cooking breakfast. I got up and relieved myself and noticed that Andy and his father were already eating their breakfast.
By daybreak they had all gone hunting and I got myself ready to go fishing.
I had caught my second big catfish by ten o’clock, which would be more than enough fish for all of us to eat that night for supper. I stake out the stringer of fish and took my fishing tackle back to camp. I had set around camp for thirty minutes or so and I could not get Andy off of my mind. I had a real boner going and I did not want to beat off thinking that maybe later in the day that Andy and I would have a chance to have sex together again. I fixed a couple of sandwiches for lunch and hiked up the river and found a place and eat lunch. I had passed a sandbar where there was a bend in the river not too far from camp. I went back to the sandbar and took a swim and lay down on the sand bar and took a sunbath.
The sun felt so good on my nude body. I was so relaxed that I kept dozing off. I probably had been there for an hour or so. I was lying on my back with my eyes closed and was almost asleep when I felt a hand touching my dick. I looked up and Andy was kneeling down beside me grinning. I set up and looked at him and he told me to get dressed that there had been an accident and I needed to go back to camp. On the way back he did not tell me the whole story but said that Rob had been gored in the leg by the tusk of a javelina/Russian boar hog. He told me that it was not serious, but he had come back ahead of Tim, his Dad, and Rob. Because of Rob’s injury that he was walking real slow.
They were just coming into camp when Andy and I got there. Rob’s pant leg was all bloody, but did not seem to be having much pain. I got the first aid kit and Rob sat down at the picnic table. Tim gave me a hunting knife and I cut the pants leg off. The wound was on the backside of his leg just above the knee. It did not appear to be very deep or very serious. I cleaned off the wound with rubbing alcohol and put a bandage on it. I told everyone that we needed to take Rob to a hospital that he might need some stitches and probably needed some shots. Rob was acting his usual macho self and told us that it was only a scratch and he was not going to go to any fucking hospital.
I asked what had happened. Rob and Tim took turns in telling me what all took place. Rob said that they were walking through the brush. Tim was leading the way. All of a sudden this big boar hog attack him from behind and knocked him to the ground. The hog was about to attack him again and Andy came out of the bushes from nowhere and fought off the hog with his bow. The hog ran off into the bushes. Tim said that he and Andy were bent over checking to see how serious Rob was hurt. He said the next thing he knew was Andy jumping over both he and Rob and was fighting off another boar hog that was attacking Tim from the back. Rob said that if it had not been for Andy that the hogs could have killed both of them. Tim said that Andy’s heroic actions had save their lives. Rob said that he was going to have to buy Andy a new bow that he broke his bow during the fight beating off the hogs.
Andy’s Dad had his arm around Andy and kept squeezing him and obviously very proud of him, but did not say anything. Andy was blushing and embarrassed by Tim and Rob thinking that he was a hero. Rob got up and hobbled over and shook Andy’s hand and thanked him. Then Tim shook his hand and slapped him on the shoulder and also thanked him.
A few minutes later Andy’s Dad walked over to his pickup and returned with a quart of whiskey. He opened it up and offered the bottle to Rob to take a drink. They began passing the bottle around each taking a swig of the whiskey. Andy and I did not take a drink. Andy motion for me to follow him. We went over to his camp and set down and started talking and spending time to get to know each other. From where we were sitting we could keep an eye on Rob, Tim and Andy’s father.
I learned that Andy lived on the coast that was a couple hundred miles south and I lived about the same distant northeast. Andy told me about how he liked to surf. We exchanged information about our past and some of the things that we enjoyed doing but never talked about our future plans. We had talked about an hour and all the time we kept an eye on Rob, Tim and Andy’s father who were by this time whooping and hollering and having a good time.
From out of nowhere the wind picked up and then it started lighting and thundering. In a short time it began to pour down rain. Andy and I headed to his camper and we saw Rob, Tim and Andy’s dad get into theirs. Andy and I looked at each other and without saying anything; we began taking our clothes off. We lay down on the bed and began sucking on each other’s cocks. The lighting, thundering and rain only gave us a secure feeling that we would not be interrupted and could have sex together until the storm was over. We had sucked on each other’s cocks and balls in a number of different positions and had use every technique that we knew to give each other pleasure. Then we resorted to fucking each other in equally variety of positions. We had the best sex for close to an hour before we shot off inside each other’s assholes. It stopped raining as suddenly as it started and the sun came out.
Andy and I got dressed and went back to my camp. Rob, Tim and Andy’s dad climbed out of the camper and were feeling no pain. I had never been around Rob and Tim when they were drinking. The three of them kept Andy and I entertained while we cleaned the fish and cooked supper.
After supper and we had cleaned up and put the food away, Rob, Tim and Andy’s dad started drinking again, but they were talking about all of us going swimming before it got dark. They got as far as to taking off their clothes and getting naked, but they never made it to the river. However, Andy and I did and we played with each other and both obtained erections several times before it was getting dark, and going back to camp to check on my brothers and his dad. They were sitting around the campfire naked and were telling dirty jokes and talking about all their sexual experiences. Andy’s dad was doing his share of talking and bragging, which was really embarrassing Andy.
We had not been there very long before they started talking about going to bed and getting some rest before they went hunting the next morning for those “fucking hogs that had attacked them”. The way they were carrying on those hog’s heads had already been stuffed and were trophies hanging on their den walls.
Andy and I were standing some distance away when they stood up. They put their arms around each other and were laughing and hollering, while they were telling each other goodnight. Tim was the first to break away from the huddle. He put his arm around Rob’s waist and as they staggered towards the camper they waved goodnight to everyone. Andy had put his arm around his dad and watched Rob and Tim as they struggled to get into the camper. Tim had put his hand on Rob’s bare ass and was pushing him up the steps of the camper. Rob was accusing him of getting too familiar with his asshole. If I had not known any better, they both were acting gay instead of straight.
After Rob and Tim got inside all right, I got Andy’s dad’s clothes and followed them to their camper. Andy got his father in bed who fell asleep almost immediately. Then he and I went back to my camp to talk. The moon was almost full and there was not a cloud in the sky. We had not talked very long before Andy stood up in front of me and stuck out his hands and pulled me to my feet. He put his arm around my shoulder and I put my arm around his waist and we walked back down to the sandbar and stripped off our clothes. We stood in front of each other and stroked each other’s cocks until they were about to explode. We lay down on the sand and sucked each other’s ridged member for a good length of time before we took turns in fucking each other again.
Time was irrelevant to us. We were concentrating of giving each other as much pleasure as we could. We stopped fucking each other and wadded out into the water to get the sand off of us. Then we returned to the edge of the water and took turns in kneeling down in front of each other and finish giving each other a blowjob. We got dressed and went back to our camps.
The sun was up and it was getting warm when I woke up the next morning and saw Rob and Tim coming out of the camper both sporting piss-hards. I could not help being amused learning that I was better endowed than my two older brothers.
They got dressed and I got up. Tim and I were cooking breakfast while Rob went over and woke up Andy and his father. They came over and ate breakfast with us. Drinking the night before had not seemed to bother Tim and Rob, but Andy’s father was very sullen and complained of having a headache. They started talking about going hunting for “those fucking boar hogs”. Andy told them that there was no need for him to go since he had broken his bow and that he would stay and go fishing with me. Tim and Rob were kidding him and asked him who was going to fight off the hogs if they attack them again.
I changed the bandage on Rob’s wound. It appeared to begin to heal but there was a big bruise around the wound. Apparently it was not bothering Rob any. They fixed sandwiches to take with them for lunch and after they left, Andy and I got our fishing tackle and this time we went down the river a ways before starting to fish. We had taken off our boots and waded out into the shallow water and were casting down stream. After some time neither of us had had any bites. Andy waded over to me and handed me his rod and reel. He got behind me and reached around and got his hand inside my shorts and started playing with my dick. He told me that he liked my dick and liked playing with it. I soon had a boner and he jerked on it for some time. Then we exchanged places and I did the same thing to him. While I was jerking on his cock we made an agreement that we could play with each other for the rest of the day but that neither of us would shoot off until that night.
We both had gotten close to climaxing and we separated and started concentrating on fishing. Sometime later Andy caught his first catfish. Before lunch we had played with each other’s cocks several times and Andy had caught four catfish to my zero. We sat down on the bank of the river and ate lunch. After lunch we lay back on our backs and watched the clouds float by and listened to the water ripple on the rocks in the river. The birds were signing and it was so peaceful. Since Andy had caught enough fish for a meal we were not particularly interested in fishing. I have no idea how long we lay there without saying anything. Andy scooted over next to me. He pulled his shorts down and then pulled mine down. We lay there teasing and stroking each other’s cocks until we were on the verge of climaxing again.
Andy got up and took off his shorts. He helped me to my feet and removed my shorts and suggested that we wade down stream. Off we went naked as a jaybird. We had gone a good distance and several times we found some deep water where we spent some time swimming around and feeling each other up. There was no way to tell which of us were the horniest. At a drop of the hat either one of us would get a hard on. We simply could not keep our hands off of each other’s bodies. I had pinched Andy’s nipples so many times that they were as red as a beet.
When we got ready to start back, we got out of the water and were walking along the bank of the river. We had gotten about half way back to where we had left our clothes, boots, and fishing tackle. Both of us were looking ahead and saw the biggest boar hog that I had ever seen. He was walking towards us and undoubtedly had not seen us. It had been years since I had climb a tree, but Andy and I shimmed up a near by tree like we did it everyday. We were well up the tree when the hog saw us and ducked into some nearby scrub oaks. We could hear him snort and grunt but could not see him. I looked up and Andy was just above me hanging on. His butt was near my face. To get my mind off of the hog, I started rimming Andy’s asshole. It did not take either one of us very long to obtain erections and we forgot all about the wild hog. We kept moving around in the tree finding convenient comfortable positions to give each other head and we even managed to get our dicks up each other’s assholes. I can’t say that it was the best sex that I have ever had, but it was the strangest circumstances and place to have had sex. We managed to keep our agreement and neither of us climaxed. Without purposely planning it we had somehow managed to be almost in the top of a forty-foot tree before we decided that the hog was gone and it was safe to climb down.
We retrieved our clothes and boots and put them on. We got our fishing gear and fish and headed back to camp. I asked Andy if that hog was as large as the two that he had fought off the previous day. Andy smiled and told me that he was not crazy. That the hog that we had just seen was twice the size as the ones that had attacked the day before. We had not gone very far until we ran up on a big buck with a huge set of antlers and we heard a flock of turkeys across the river.
Once we got back to camp, to our surprise my brothers and Andy’s dad were back and Tim was cooking supper. It was much later than either Andy or I thought that it was. Andy’s dad was taking nap in his camper and Ron was lying down in his. Tim was cooking his famous chilly that I had always heard about. He was also baking cornbread in the Dutch oven. Not needing the fish Andy and I took them back down to the river and let them go. We gather some more wood for the campfire and sat down and drank a coke and talked to Tim.
It was not until after supper that Andy asked if they saw any wild life specifically the wild boar hogs that they went after. The answer that he received was a little profanity followed by a big “NO!” Then he told them about our encounter with the big buck deer, the flock of turkey and the huge Russian boar hog, omitting the sex part in the tree. They did not believe him at first, but then agreed that the next morning that they were going to hunt down river before we packed up and headed home.
We all stripped off and went for a swim. Andy and I kept our distance, but actually I was not given a choice. Tim and Rob were rough housing with me and if I was not wrestling with one of them I was wrestling with both of them at the same time. One or both of them had their hands all over me. I could not help but obtain an erection, which both were aware and were kidding me. Tim asked Rob if he was sure that I was actually their brother. He told Rob that I could not be related to them with having a cock so much larger than theirs. Andy and his dad had a somewhat of a wrestling match. Andy purposely let his dad get the best of him.
It was dark and the moon was out again before they made it back to camp. Everyone told each other goodnight and all headed to their beds except Andy and I. We had other plans. We took my cot and went some distance from camp and found a place in a clump of scrub oaks. We soon were doing what we had been looking forward all day. Our dicks were primed and as well as we were horny and lusting for each other’s bodies. We lay down on our sides in a sixty-nine position and began sucking and licking each other’s cocks and balls. We even rimmed each other for some time. Our hands were exploring each other’s bodies hitting all the erogenous zones. We kept moving into different sixth-nine positions and giving each other the privilege of receiving every technique that each of us knew to give pleasure to one another. We both had become so aroused that we did not want to stop giving head to each other even though we knew that our ejaculation was imminent. I knew how much I enjoyed fucking Andy’s ass and knew that he equally enjoyed fucking mine. But putting off our orgasm at this point was near impossible. We both shot off more cum in each other’s throats than anytime before. We both kept on sucking each other and to our surprise neither of us lost our erection and soon were building up towards another climax.
We took turns in fucking each other and it was way in the night before each of us shot off for the second time.
Andy had me lay down on top of him and we start talking and expressing how much we had enjoyed our camping trip and having sex with each other. We had hugged each other and felt so completely fulfilled and satisfied. We lay there in silence for a long time before Andy told me that he was going to be going to college in a couple of weeks. I told him that I was also going to college. He asked me which college I was going to attend. I told him. He did not say anything for a short time and then asked me which dorm was I going to live in. When I told him the name of the dorm, he started to laugh and I asked him what he was laughing about. He told me that he was going to go to the same college that I was going to and had a room in the same dorm as mine. I asked him the room number and he told me. We were going to be rooming next door to each other. He hugged me and told me that he would check to see if we could switch roommates so he could room with me. He reached down and pinched my butt real hard. I let out a yell. He told me that he was just checking to see if he were dreaming.
We both fell asleep and the next thing I heard was Rob telling Tim that the cards were stacked against them and at least I had good taste in men. I pretended that I was asleep until they left. I got off of Andy and we got up and relieved ourselves before getting dress and going back to camp. I did tell Andy about being discovered by my bothers and what they had said. Andy told me that he had told his dad about him being gay a couple months ago and how well his dad had accepted the fact that he was gay.
When we got back to camp, they had gone hunting. Andy and I got something to eat and we helped each other break up our camps and pack everything in our campers except the picnic table and the ice chest that contained the food for our sandwiches for lunch. Neither one of us could believe that we would be back together in a couple of weeks and possibly might be roommates. We had hugged each other several times and had put our hands down each other’s shorts and fondle each other’s cocks. For some reason we decided to not tell my brothers or his dad that we were going to the same college until each of us were on our way home.
I had forgotten all about having brought my camera. I got it and took several shots of Andy and he took several shots of me. We decided that we would walk up the river for a ways while we were waiting for the hunters to return. We had not gone far before we saw another big buck deer with large antlers getting a drink from the river. I took a good shot fairly up close to him. We had gone some distance further and it seemed unbelievable but we were up on an incline and looked down towards the river and not twenty feet from us was another huge wild boar hog. I got a perfect shot of him. He was not a large as the one that had us up a tree, but he was one more ugly son of a gun with long tusk. At least I had my trophies to take home with me.
Shortly after returning to camp the hunters returned empty handed and without seeing any trophy wild life. Andy and I kept our mouths shut and did not tell them what we had seen. I planned on springing it on them latter when I got my film developed. We ate lunch and finished loading up the camper. We said our goodbyes and my brothers and I followed Andy and his dad to the highway. They took off in one direction and we went the other.
Rob was driving and I sat between he and Tim. We had not gone very far and Tim put his arm around shoulders and said, “Little Bud, I just have to tell you that you could not have ever found a nicer looking, brave, honorable young man than Andy to have sex with. I now have a whole different opinion of gay men. Rob and I saw you and Andy nude asleep on the cot this morning. I can honestly tell you that I have never seen anything more beautiful than you two together.”
Rob put his hand on my knee, and glance over at me, and said, “Bud! What Tim just said goes for me also. I am proud to have a gay brother.”
I was so choked up that I could not say anything. I hugged both of them and there was silence for some length of time. “You know, you guys raised a question last night about if I were actually your brother. God, I hope so because I could never ask for better brothers. Now there is just one other thing. I found out last night that Andy and I will be going to the same college and there is a good chance that he will be my roommate. If all goes well he could just become your brother-in-law.”
Tim leaned over and exchanged looks with Rob. They both grinned and slapped me on my legs.
A week after we got home from our camping trip, I got a call from Andy and he had managed to get his room assignment change and we will be roommates. I had the film developed and had five eight by ten copies made of my three trophies. One of Andy. One of the buck. And one of the wild boar javelina/Russian hog. I sent a copy of each to Andy and a copy to Andy’s father. I gave one to Tim and one to Rob and I just had to rub it in a little bit about my success as a hunter and big sportsman and bringing home the trophies. Tim and Rob told me that they were never going to take me on a camping trip with them again…..unless Andy and his father went with us.
I all ready have most of my things packed to go to college even though I still have another week at home. I’m not for sure if the college is ready for the likes of Andy and me. I’m not for sure if Andy is ready for me. God! I can hardly wait.
Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
By Kevin – unoponcho
By Kevin – unoponcho
Late one summer my brothers, who were eight and ten years older than I, decided that they were going to take me camping, hunting and fishing. Both brothers were married and had children. They were very macho and did not understand my tendencies towards being gay. I was eighteen and had graduated from high school. I was looking forward to entering college in a few weeks. I would be the first person in my family that ever went to college.
The purpose of my brothers, Tim and Rob, for inviting me to go camping with them was that they thought that they could teach me how to be “a real man”. Rob had a camper on the back of his pickup. The camper was small and was crowded with two people in it never the less three. But they insisted that I go with them.
I had always liked the out of doors and had been camping and fishing many times before, but never with my brothers. They however, enjoyed hunting with bow and arrows, which I did not care for at all. I preferred doing my hunting of wild life with a camera and did not understand the sport of killing wild animals. Tim and Rob accused me of being a sissy. Rob was more outspoken than Tim, and he often made derogatory remarks about my being gay and not acting like “a real man”.
For two weeks Tim and Rob made plans for the trip. They excluded me when they were making the plans and I am sure they discussed how they were going to do miraculous things to cause me to become straight. We drove over two hundred miles to a big ranch where Tim and Rob had arranged for us to camp, fish and hunt.
Upon arriving at our destination I was impressed and pleased where we were going to park the camper and camp. It was a beautiful spot with a lot of big shade trees and beside a river. There were rolling hills covered with trees and rough terrain all around us. The owner of the ranch had pointed out the areas that hunting was permissible and the areas that were off limits because of his cattle and horses being there. He told us that he was expecting another camping party that would be camping out near us. Supposable there were deer, turkey, bobcats, lynxes, and wild javelina and Russian boar hogs among other wild life on the ranch.
Tim and Rob had been camping together many times over the years, and they knew what they were doing. In hardly anytime they had camp set up. They had erected a large tarp that served as a canopy over the cooking area and portable picnic table. They had brought a canvas cot and put it outside the camper and told me that that would be where I would sleep. While they were setting up camp, I gather wood for the campfire and explored the surrounding area.
As soon as the camp was set up, they decided that we should go swimming before starting to cook supper. They stripped off naked so I did likewise. I had never seen my two brothers naked before. They both had matured bodies that were in great shape. Both of their dicks were cut unlike mine. Tim’s dick was an inch longer than Rob’s dick when flaccid. Both had large balls that were low hangers. Rob had more hair on his chest and legs than Tim. Knowing that these healthy men where my brothers and were off limits, I just looked and would not allow myself to think about having sex with either one of them. Without any doubt both Tim and Rob had looked me over and now knew what my nude body and my dick looked like. I think that both were a little jealous over the fact that my uncut soft dick was bigger than theirs.
They walked in front of me going to river. I had a full view of they very handsome nude backs, shoulders, butts and well-developed legs. It was all I could do to keep from getting a hard-on, but remembering that they were my brothers’ stop me from getting an erection. As soon as they got into the water, they started wrestling with each other trying to duck one another. Then they both ganged up on me. We played around for some time before getting out of the water and going back to the camp.
I don’t understand the dynamics of what had happen during our swim, but things seemed to have changed. There was more of camaraderie between the three of us. Both Tim and Rob’s attitude towards me was different. There was a closeness that I had never experience before. It was almost like that I had become their friend and they were proud of me as being their brother.
While we were cooking supper, another camper arrived and parked about three hundred yards from us. Two men got out of their truck. One of them appeared to be my age and the other man was older. The younger one pulled off his shirt and was only wearing shorts and shoes. They went to work setting up camp.
Rob and I wanting to be friendly walked over and introduced ourselves. The younger man was Andy and the older man was Bill and was Andy’s father. There diffidently was a family resemblance not only facial but in body structure even though Andy had been lifting weights and had wide strong shoulders and nice abs. When Andy lifted anything his pecs tightened up and got hard. From the time Andy and I first looked at each other we both knew that we were attracted to each other and that we both were gay.
After Rob and I talked with them a few minutes, we returned to our camp.
After we finished supper we were sitting around talking about what we were going to do the next day. Tim and Rob wanted to get up and eat breakfast before the sun came up and wanted to go hunting with bow and arrows at day break and spend most of the day hunting. They were trying to talk me into going with them, but I insisted that I was going to go fishing and hang out around the river instead.
Andy came over to our camp and asked me if I would like to take a swim with him before the sun went down. I readily agree to go with him. I follow him down to the river except that he went much further down the river to a spot out of the view of either of our camps. We removed our clothes and both had erection before we got into the water.
There was no pretense or pretext. No discussion. No hesitation on either of our parts. We both knew what we wanted and we went after it. We had no more than got into the water than we had a hold and jacking each other’s hard dicks while looking and smiling at each other. For some length of time we had one of our hands on each other’s shoulders and stroking each other’s cocks with the other hand. We were either just staring into each other’s eyes or putting our heads together while we were pleasuring each other with our hands.
Andy backed up a short distance and then put his arm around my waist and led me to the edge of the water. He had me lie down in the water on my back. My dick was sticking up out of the water. Andy got between my legs took a hold of my butt and lifted it up out of the water and began sucking on my dick. I just lay back relaxed and let him take his time giving me a wonderful, delightful blowjob. After I shoot off in his throat, I exchanged places with him and gave him a blowjob. We had not said a word to each other since we left my camp, but I was already in love with his body and cock. I had never experienced enjoying giving anyone a blowjob like I did with giving this one.
We had put our clothes back on and were half way back to the camp before Andy asked me what my plans were for tomorrow. I told him that I was going to go fishing while my brothers went hunting. Andy told me that he wished that he could spend the day with me, but that he would have to go hunting with his father.
It was getting dark when we got back to my camp. Andy talked and visited a short time with Tim, Rob, and myself before he told everyone goodnight. Before he left, he made sure that Tim and Rob were not watching and he grabbed a hold of one of the cheeks of my butt and squeezed it real hard then winked at me before heading to his camp.
The next morning I was awaken by Tim and Rob cooking breakfast. I got up and relieved myself and noticed that Andy and his father were already eating their breakfast.
By daybreak they had all gone hunting and I got myself ready to go fishing.
I had caught my second big catfish by ten o’clock, which would be more than enough fish for all of us to eat that night for supper. I stake out the stringer of fish and took my fishing tackle back to camp. I had set around camp for thirty minutes or so and I could not get Andy off of my mind. I had a real boner going and I did not want to beat off thinking that maybe later in the day that Andy and I would have a chance to have sex together again. I fixed a couple of sandwiches for lunch and hiked up the river and found a place and eat lunch. I had passed a sandbar where there was a bend in the river not too far from camp. I went back to the sandbar and took a swim and lay down on the sand bar and took a sunbath.
The sun felt so good on my nude body. I was so relaxed that I kept dozing off. I probably had been there for an hour or so. I was lying on my back with my eyes closed and was almost asleep when I felt a hand touching my dick. I looked up and Andy was kneeling down beside me grinning. I set up and looked at him and he told me to get dressed that there had been an accident and I needed to go back to camp. On the way back he did not tell me the whole story but said that Rob had been gored in the leg by the tusk of a javelina/Russian boar hog. He told me that it was not serious, but he had come back ahead of Tim, his Dad, and Rob. Because of Rob’s injury that he was walking real slow.
They were just coming into camp when Andy and I got there. Rob’s pant leg was all bloody, but did not seem to be having much pain. I got the first aid kit and Rob sat down at the picnic table. Tim gave me a hunting knife and I cut the pants leg off. The wound was on the backside of his leg just above the knee. It did not appear to be very deep or very serious. I cleaned off the wound with rubbing alcohol and put a bandage on it. I told everyone that we needed to take Rob to a hospital that he might need some stitches and probably needed some shots. Rob was acting his usual macho self and told us that it was only a scratch and he was not going to go to any fucking hospital.
I asked what had happened. Rob and Tim took turns in telling me what all took place. Rob said that they were walking through the brush. Tim was leading the way. All of a sudden this big boar hog attack him from behind and knocked him to the ground. The hog was about to attack him again and Andy came out of the bushes from nowhere and fought off the hog with his bow. The hog ran off into the bushes. Tim said that he and Andy were bent over checking to see how serious Rob was hurt. He said the next thing he knew was Andy jumping over both he and Rob and was fighting off another boar hog that was attacking Tim from the back. Rob said that if it had not been for Andy that the hogs could have killed both of them. Tim said that Andy’s heroic actions had save their lives. Rob said that he was going to have to buy Andy a new bow that he broke his bow during the fight beating off the hogs.
Andy’s Dad had his arm around Andy and kept squeezing him and obviously very proud of him, but did not say anything. Andy was blushing and embarrassed by Tim and Rob thinking that he was a hero. Rob got up and hobbled over and shook Andy’s hand and thanked him. Then Tim shook his hand and slapped him on the shoulder and also thanked him.
A few minutes later Andy’s Dad walked over to his pickup and returned with a quart of whiskey. He opened it up and offered the bottle to Rob to take a drink. They began passing the bottle around each taking a swig of the whiskey. Andy and I did not take a drink. Andy motion for me to follow him. We went over to his camp and set down and started talking and spending time to get to know each other. From where we were sitting we could keep an eye on Rob, Tim and Andy’s father.
I learned that Andy lived on the coast that was a couple hundred miles south and I lived about the same distant northeast. Andy told me about how he liked to surf. We exchanged information about our past and some of the things that we enjoyed doing but never talked about our future plans. We had talked about an hour and all the time we kept an eye on Rob, Tim and Andy’s father who were by this time whooping and hollering and having a good time.
From out of nowhere the wind picked up and then it started lighting and thundering. In a short time it began to pour down rain. Andy and I headed to his camper and we saw Rob, Tim and Andy’s dad get into theirs. Andy and I looked at each other and without saying anything; we began taking our clothes off. We lay down on the bed and began sucking on each other’s cocks. The lighting, thundering and rain only gave us a secure feeling that we would not be interrupted and could have sex together until the storm was over. We had sucked on each other’s cocks and balls in a number of different positions and had use every technique that we knew to give each other pleasure. Then we resorted to fucking each other in equally variety of positions. We had the best sex for close to an hour before we shot off inside each other’s assholes. It stopped raining as suddenly as it started and the sun came out.
Andy and I got dressed and went back to my camp. Rob, Tim and Andy’s dad climbed out of the camper and were feeling no pain. I had never been around Rob and Tim when they were drinking. The three of them kept Andy and I entertained while we cleaned the fish and cooked supper.
After supper and we had cleaned up and put the food away, Rob, Tim and Andy’s dad started drinking again, but they were talking about all of us going swimming before it got dark. They got as far as to taking off their clothes and getting naked, but they never made it to the river. However, Andy and I did and we played with each other and both obtained erections several times before it was getting dark, and going back to camp to check on my brothers and his dad. They were sitting around the campfire naked and were telling dirty jokes and talking about all their sexual experiences. Andy’s dad was doing his share of talking and bragging, which was really embarrassing Andy.
We had not been there very long before they started talking about going to bed and getting some rest before they went hunting the next morning for those “fucking hogs that had attacked them”. The way they were carrying on those hog’s heads had already been stuffed and were trophies hanging on their den walls.
Andy and I were standing some distance away when they stood up. They put their arms around each other and were laughing and hollering, while they were telling each other goodnight. Tim was the first to break away from the huddle. He put his arm around Rob’s waist and as they staggered towards the camper they waved goodnight to everyone. Andy had put his arm around his dad and watched Rob and Tim as they struggled to get into the camper. Tim had put his hand on Rob’s bare ass and was pushing him up the steps of the camper. Rob was accusing him of getting too familiar with his asshole. If I had not known any better, they both were acting gay instead of straight.
After Rob and Tim got inside all right, I got Andy’s dad’s clothes and followed them to their camper. Andy got his father in bed who fell asleep almost immediately. Then he and I went back to my camp to talk. The moon was almost full and there was not a cloud in the sky. We had not talked very long before Andy stood up in front of me and stuck out his hands and pulled me to my feet. He put his arm around my shoulder and I put my arm around his waist and we walked back down to the sandbar and stripped off our clothes. We stood in front of each other and stroked each other’s cocks until they were about to explode. We lay down on the sand and sucked each other’s ridged member for a good length of time before we took turns in fucking each other again.
Time was irrelevant to us. We were concentrating of giving each other as much pleasure as we could. We stopped fucking each other and wadded out into the water to get the sand off of us. Then we returned to the edge of the water and took turns in kneeling down in front of each other and finish giving each other a blowjob. We got dressed and went back to our camps.
The sun was up and it was getting warm when I woke up the next morning and saw Rob and Tim coming out of the camper both sporting piss-hards. I could not help being amused learning that I was better endowed than my two older brothers.
They got dressed and I got up. Tim and I were cooking breakfast while Rob went over and woke up Andy and his father. They came over and ate breakfast with us. Drinking the night before had not seemed to bother Tim and Rob, but Andy’s father was very sullen and complained of having a headache. They started talking about going hunting for “those fucking boar hogs”. Andy told them that there was no need for him to go since he had broken his bow and that he would stay and go fishing with me. Tim and Rob were kidding him and asked him who was going to fight off the hogs if they attack them again.
I changed the bandage on Rob’s wound. It appeared to begin to heal but there was a big bruise around the wound. Apparently it was not bothering Rob any. They fixed sandwiches to take with them for lunch and after they left, Andy and I got our fishing tackle and this time we went down the river a ways before starting to fish. We had taken off our boots and waded out into the shallow water and were casting down stream. After some time neither of us had had any bites. Andy waded over to me and handed me his rod and reel. He got behind me and reached around and got his hand inside my shorts and started playing with my dick. He told me that he liked my dick and liked playing with it. I soon had a boner and he jerked on it for some time. Then we exchanged places and I did the same thing to him. While I was jerking on his cock we made an agreement that we could play with each other for the rest of the day but that neither of us would shoot off until that night.
We both had gotten close to climaxing and we separated and started concentrating on fishing. Sometime later Andy caught his first catfish. Before lunch we had played with each other’s cocks several times and Andy had caught four catfish to my zero. We sat down on the bank of the river and ate lunch. After lunch we lay back on our backs and watched the clouds float by and listened to the water ripple on the rocks in the river. The birds were signing and it was so peaceful. Since Andy had caught enough fish for a meal we were not particularly interested in fishing. I have no idea how long we lay there without saying anything. Andy scooted over next to me. He pulled his shorts down and then pulled mine down. We lay there teasing and stroking each other’s cocks until we were on the verge of climaxing again.
Andy got up and took off his shorts. He helped me to my feet and removed my shorts and suggested that we wade down stream. Off we went naked as a jaybird. We had gone a good distance and several times we found some deep water where we spent some time swimming around and feeling each other up. There was no way to tell which of us were the horniest. At a drop of the hat either one of us would get a hard on. We simply could not keep our hands off of each other’s bodies. I had pinched Andy’s nipples so many times that they were as red as a beet.
When we got ready to start back, we got out of the water and were walking along the bank of the river. We had gotten about half way back to where we had left our clothes, boots, and fishing tackle. Both of us were looking ahead and saw the biggest boar hog that I had ever seen. He was walking towards us and undoubtedly had not seen us. It had been years since I had climb a tree, but Andy and I shimmed up a near by tree like we did it everyday. We were well up the tree when the hog saw us and ducked into some nearby scrub oaks. We could hear him snort and grunt but could not see him. I looked up and Andy was just above me hanging on. His butt was near my face. To get my mind off of the hog, I started rimming Andy’s asshole. It did not take either one of us very long to obtain erections and we forgot all about the wild hog. We kept moving around in the tree finding convenient comfortable positions to give each other head and we even managed to get our dicks up each other’s assholes. I can’t say that it was the best sex that I have ever had, but it was the strangest circumstances and place to have had sex. We managed to keep our agreement and neither of us climaxed. Without purposely planning it we had somehow managed to be almost in the top of a forty-foot tree before we decided that the hog was gone and it was safe to climb down.
We retrieved our clothes and boots and put them on. We got our fishing gear and fish and headed back to camp. I asked Andy if that hog was as large as the two that he had fought off the previous day. Andy smiled and told me that he was not crazy. That the hog that we had just seen was twice the size as the ones that had attacked the day before. We had not gone very far until we ran up on a big buck with a huge set of antlers and we heard a flock of turkeys across the river.
Once we got back to camp, to our surprise my brothers and Andy’s dad were back and Tim was cooking supper. It was much later than either Andy or I thought that it was. Andy’s dad was taking nap in his camper and Ron was lying down in his. Tim was cooking his famous chilly that I had always heard about. He was also baking cornbread in the Dutch oven. Not needing the fish Andy and I took them back down to the river and let them go. We gather some more wood for the campfire and sat down and drank a coke and talked to Tim.
It was not until after supper that Andy asked if they saw any wild life specifically the wild boar hogs that they went after. The answer that he received was a little profanity followed by a big “NO!” Then he told them about our encounter with the big buck deer, the flock of turkey and the huge Russian boar hog, omitting the sex part in the tree. They did not believe him at first, but then agreed that the next morning that they were going to hunt down river before we packed up and headed home.
We all stripped off and went for a swim. Andy and I kept our distance, but actually I was not given a choice. Tim and Rob were rough housing with me and if I was not wrestling with one of them I was wrestling with both of them at the same time. One or both of them had their hands all over me. I could not help but obtain an erection, which both were aware and were kidding me. Tim asked Rob if he was sure that I was actually their brother. He told Rob that I could not be related to them with having a cock so much larger than theirs. Andy and his dad had a somewhat of a wrestling match. Andy purposely let his dad get the best of him.
It was dark and the moon was out again before they made it back to camp. Everyone told each other goodnight and all headed to their beds except Andy and I. We had other plans. We took my cot and went some distance from camp and found a place in a clump of scrub oaks. We soon were doing what we had been looking forward all day. Our dicks were primed and as well as we were horny and lusting for each other’s bodies. We lay down on our sides in a sixty-nine position and began sucking and licking each other’s cocks and balls. We even rimmed each other for some time. Our hands were exploring each other’s bodies hitting all the erogenous zones. We kept moving into different sixth-nine positions and giving each other the privilege of receiving every technique that each of us knew to give pleasure to one another. We both had become so aroused that we did not want to stop giving head to each other even though we knew that our ejaculation was imminent. I knew how much I enjoyed fucking Andy’s ass and knew that he equally enjoyed fucking mine. But putting off our orgasm at this point was near impossible. We both shot off more cum in each other’s throats than anytime before. We both kept on sucking each other and to our surprise neither of us lost our erection and soon were building up towards another climax.
We took turns in fucking each other and it was way in the night before each of us shot off for the second time.
Andy had me lay down on top of him and we start talking and expressing how much we had enjoyed our camping trip and having sex with each other. We had hugged each other and felt so completely fulfilled and satisfied. We lay there in silence for a long time before Andy told me that he was going to be going to college in a couple of weeks. I told him that I was also going to college. He asked me which college I was going to attend. I told him. He did not say anything for a short time and then asked me which dorm was I going to live in. When I told him the name of the dorm, he started to laugh and I asked him what he was laughing about. He told me that he was going to go to the same college that I was going to and had a room in the same dorm as mine. I asked him the room number and he told me. We were going to be rooming next door to each other. He hugged me and told me that he would check to see if we could switch roommates so he could room with me. He reached down and pinched my butt real hard. I let out a yell. He told me that he was just checking to see if he were dreaming.
We both fell asleep and the next thing I heard was Rob telling Tim that the cards were stacked against them and at least I had good taste in men. I pretended that I was asleep until they left. I got off of Andy and we got up and relieved ourselves before getting dress and going back to camp. I did tell Andy about being discovered by my bothers and what they had said. Andy told me that he had told his dad about him being gay a couple months ago and how well his dad had accepted the fact that he was gay.
When we got back to camp, they had gone hunting. Andy and I got something to eat and we helped each other break up our camps and pack everything in our campers except the picnic table and the ice chest that contained the food for our sandwiches for lunch. Neither one of us could believe that we would be back together in a couple of weeks and possibly might be roommates. We had hugged each other several times and had put our hands down each other’s shorts and fondle each other’s cocks. For some reason we decided to not tell my brothers or his dad that we were going to the same college until each of us were on our way home.
I had forgotten all about having brought my camera. I got it and took several shots of Andy and he took several shots of me. We decided that we would walk up the river for a ways while we were waiting for the hunters to return. We had not gone far before we saw another big buck deer with large antlers getting a drink from the river. I took a good shot fairly up close to him. We had gone some distance further and it seemed unbelievable but we were up on an incline and looked down towards the river and not twenty feet from us was another huge wild boar hog. I got a perfect shot of him. He was not a large as the one that had us up a tree, but he was one more ugly son of a gun with long tusk. At least I had my trophies to take home with me.
Shortly after returning to camp the hunters returned empty handed and without seeing any trophy wild life. Andy and I kept our mouths shut and did not tell them what we had seen. I planned on springing it on them latter when I got my film developed. We ate lunch and finished loading up the camper. We said our goodbyes and my brothers and I followed Andy and his dad to the highway. They took off in one direction and we went the other.
Rob was driving and I sat between he and Tim. We had not gone very far and Tim put his arm around shoulders and said, “Little Bud, I just have to tell you that you could not have ever found a nicer looking, brave, honorable young man than Andy to have sex with. I now have a whole different opinion of gay men. Rob and I saw you and Andy nude asleep on the cot this morning. I can honestly tell you that I have never seen anything more beautiful than you two together.”
Rob put his hand on my knee, and glance over at me, and said, “Bud! What Tim just said goes for me also. I am proud to have a gay brother.”
I was so choked up that I could not say anything. I hugged both of them and there was silence for some length of time. “You know, you guys raised a question last night about if I were actually your brother. God, I hope so because I could never ask for better brothers. Now there is just one other thing. I found out last night that Andy and I will be going to the same college and there is a good chance that he will be my roommate. If all goes well he could just become your brother-in-law.”
Tim leaned over and exchanged looks with Rob. They both grinned and slapped me on my legs.
A week after we got home from our camping trip, I got a call from Andy and he had managed to get his room assignment change and we will be roommates. I had the film developed and had five eight by ten copies made of my three trophies. One of Andy. One of the buck. And one of the wild boar javelina/Russian hog. I sent a copy of each to Andy and a copy to Andy’s father. I gave one to Tim and one to Rob and I just had to rub it in a little bit about my success as a hunter and big sportsman and bringing home the trophies. Tim and Rob told me that they were never going to take me on a camping trip with them again…..unless Andy and his father went with us.
I all ready have most of my things packed to go to college even though I still have another week at home. I’m not for sure if the college is ready for the likes of Andy and me. I’m not for sure if Andy is ready for me. God! I can hardly wait.
The End
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Re: Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
Kevin - you have gone and done it again. How can you write so mnay stories?
And the inclusion of the boar hog and the deer in the story was a new twist. I used to be a camper but never had that kind of fun. Maybe I should take it up again. ROTFL!
And it was nice that his two brothers accepted his being gay.
Thanks for writing.
peace
Kevin - you have gone and done it again. How can you write so mnay stories?
And the inclusion of the boar hog and the deer in the story was a new twist. I used to be a camper but never had that kind of fun. Maybe I should take it up again. ROTFL!
And it was nice that his two brothers accepted his being gay.
Thanks for writing.
peace
Re: Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
Gentlemen,
I want to thank you for your complimentary remarks. It is amazing to me when some of my stories are well received and I get responses, personal messages, and emails. This is one of those stories that I have received a number of favorable responses. Recently, I have posted several stories that I have received no comments and few views.
Obviously, I enjoy writing and it is encouragements like yours that make it all worthwhile.
hans41
There is no greater compliment for me than when one of my stories causes someone to post for the first time.
Cox from Hamburg,
I am pleased that you enjoyed the story.
daddiesboy19 and valle12tom,
Remarks coming from two authors, with whom I greatly admire, certainly are appreciated. I feel honored by having my stories posted on the same forum with stories that you have posted.
Very gratefully,
Kevin
unoponcho
Gentlemen,
I want to thank you for your complimentary remarks. It is amazing to me when some of my stories are well received and I get responses, personal messages, and emails. This is one of those stories that I have received a number of favorable responses. Recently, I have posted several stories that I have received no comments and few views.
Obviously, I enjoy writing and it is encouragements like yours that make it all worthwhile.
hans41
There is no greater compliment for me than when one of my stories causes someone to post for the first time.
Cox from Hamburg,
I am pleased that you enjoyed the story.
daddiesboy19 and valle12tom,
Remarks coming from two authors, with whom I greatly admire, certainly are appreciated. I feel honored by having my stories posted on the same forum with stories that you have posted.
Very gratefully,
Kevin
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Re: Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
Great one, like allways, by the way what happened to "discovering my two macho friends secrets, we got part one and two, and i'm still waiting for part 3, keep it up kevin we allways love your stories
Great one, like allways, by the way what happened to "discovering my two macho friends secrets, we got part one and two, and i'm still waiting for part 3, keep it up kevin we allways love your stories
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Re: Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers
Like a dream come true!
Like a dream come true!
Taking Chances
It was a Friday afternoon and had been raining, gloomy, and nasty outside all day. We were at the office in Portland, Oregon, and we had just finished a big project that we had been working on all week. Many of my co-workers and myself had put in a lot of overtime in order to finish the project on time. There were six of us out of eighteen employees that were gay. Many times we would take our breaks together and set at a table in the break room and talk. We were all in the break room when our boss told us that it was three o’clock that we could take off early for the weekend and start on a new project the coming week. No one was in a hurry to leave and we sat around the table talking. We began telling each other about some of the foolish things that we had done in the past and some of the big chances that we had taken.
Ivan was a cute young blond headed, blue eyed, baby face, five foot ten, 160 pounds, who had just turned nineteen years old. He had only worked in the Portland office for two months. He had moved here from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. He told us about some of the things that happened to him while he was driving and moving from Baton Rouge to Portland. To me Ivan’s story topped everyone else’s stories. The following story with my taking some liberties is based on the information that he related to us.
Ivan had gone to work at our Baton Rouge office shortly after he graduated from high school. He had worked there for almost a year when the company transferred him to the Portland office. Ivan was driving an old Ford pickup with a small camper on the back, and he was pulling a small U-haul trailer loaded with his belongings. When he pulled out of Baton Rouge at four o’clock in the morning, he was wearing a loose pair of shorts with no underwear, a sleeveless T-shirt and flip-flops. He had put his billfold and cell phone in the compartment in between the drivers and riders seat and had locked it. He had nothing else of value in the cab of the pickup.
He was short of cash and planned on sleeping in the camper on his way to Portland. He had just gotten on the highway outside Baton Rouge when he saw a hitchhiker beside the highway. He was fully aware of the dangers of picking up hitchhikers, but he got a glimpse of the young man that was hitchhiking and had stopped before thinking about what he was doing. The hitchhiker was carrying a backpack. Ivan got out of the pickup and opened the camper so that the hitchhiker could put his backpack inside. Before they got into the pickup, they introduced themselves and the hitchhiker’s name was Alvin. They had been able to look each other over because of the lights from the cars and trucks that were passing by. Ivan liked what he saw and especially the big box that Alvin was showing in his tight blue jeans. Alvin was also attracted to Ivan’s very scantly covered body.
After they got back on the highway, Ivan asked Alvin where he was headed. Alvin told him that he was going to Wichita Falls, Texas. Ivan told him that he would be going through Wichita Falls, and that if they made good time that they should be there sometime that afternoon. Ivan learned that Alvin was twenty-three years old, and within ten minutes time they both had confided in each other and had told each other that they were gay.
The only light inside the pickup was coming from the dashboard and Ivan had dimmed those lights down to the minimum. As they were talking, Alvin removed his socks and shoes. A little later he told Ivan that his pants were too tight, and he unbuttoned and zipped his pants down. Ivan could see that Alvin also was not wearing any underwear. Alvin stretch out and leaned his head back on the back of the seat with his eyes closed. Ivan kept glancing over and looking at Alvin and the bulge in his pants. Since Alvin had his eyes closed, Ivan started playing with himself through the thin material of his shorts. He soon had a full erection that was sticking out of the leg of his shorts and there was no way to cover it up.
Alvin must have dozed off for a few minutes, and he sat back up straight in his seat and looked over at Ivan and saw his exposed hard-on. Alvin reached over and started stroking Ivan’s cock, and then pulled his big eight-inch fat cock out of his pants and began stroking it with his other hand. Nothing was said by either one of them. They just smiled at each other and Alvin continued for a good length of time to give both of them pleasure by using his hands. Ivan managed to drive safely and at the same time enjoyed the attention that Alvin was giving him. He kept glancing over at Alvin’s big cock and wanting to suck or at least hold or jack on it.
Several times both Alvin and Ivan had gotten close to shooting off. Alvin was enjoying the status quo and figured that they had a long drive ahead of them and he had rather be doing what he was doing believing that it would help pass the time away. When either of them had a pending climax, he would stop a few minutes and start again. He had pulled his pants down to his knees and scooted over closer to Ivan, and when Ivan got into a situation where there was very little traffic, he would reach over and jack Alvin’s cock for a time until he got back into traffic or needed both hands to drive.
Shortly after the sun had come up, they were getting close to a town. Ivan could not stand it any longer and he pulled off and onto the side of the highway. He turned off the ignition and immediately began deep throating Alvin. With in minutes Alvin shot off the big load that he had been building up. Alvin knowing the state that Ivan was in, quickly begun deep throating him and within moments Ivan released his load.
They got back on the highway and drove into town, and drove thru the drive thru of a McDonald’s, and Alvin insisted on paying for their breakfasts. After they had finished their breakfast while driving, Alvin put his bare feet upon the dashboard in front of him and scooted down and took a nap for an hour or so. Ivan kept looking over at him and admired his beautiful face and body and how peaceful and content that Alvin appeared. His cock was beginning to stir again and he began to play with it and getting it hard. He just kept his eye on the road and was driving down the highway while he was stroking his cock that was sticking out of the legs of his shorts.
Every so often Alvin would move into a different position. After some time Ivan notice that Alvin was obtaining another erection while he was asleep. It was not until Ivan pulled off of the highway into a rest stop that Alvin woke up. He looked over at Ivan and saw that Ivan had another erection and then he looked down at his own erection. They both needed to use the restroom, so Alvin adjusted his hard cock into his blue jeans and fastened them. By the time he put on his socks and shoes and was ready to get out of the pickup, he still had a semi-hardon. Ivan’s shorts were tenting when he got out of the pickup, but he did not care. They used the restroom and got back on the highway.
Alvin removed his socks and shoes, unzipped his pants, and began playing and teasing Ivan and his cock, off and on, until around one o’clock when Ivan found a restaurant in a small town. He parked the pickup in the back of the parking lot so that the pickup and trailer was not blocking anyone. They got out and Ivan opened up the camper and both of them got inside and got undressed before getting into a sixty-nine position and leisurely gave each other a blowjob.
They went into the restaurant and ate lunch. Once again Alvin insisted on paying for the meal. After they got back on the highway, Alvin started playing with Ivan’s dick, but Ivan told him that he had had it for a while. Alvin lay down on the seat with his head next to the door on the rider’s side, bending his knees up to make room. His feet were touching Ivan’s rear and his knees were next to him, but Alvin’s cock was within easy reach. When ever possible and the driving conditions were right Ivan jacked on Alvin’s hard cock even though Alvin was sound asleep. Alvin woke up just before he shot off for the third time for the day. Ivan told him that there was a box of tissue under his seat. Alvin had finished cleaning himself up just as they were coming into the city limits of Wichita Falls.
Alvin told Ivan where to let him off. Alvin expressed his appreciation for the ride and sex and got his backpack out of the camper. He swatted Ivan on the rear and told him that he hoped that the next time he hitched a ride that someone like him would pick him up.
Ivan had stopped for dinner, and had filled the pickup with gas, before pulling into a Wal-Mart in Amarillo, Texas. Ivan had been told that Wal-Mart welcomed campers and RV’s to use their parking lot to spend the night. It was close to eight o’clock when Ivan went into the Wal-Mart to use the restroom and pick up a few snacks that he could eat while on the highway. Out of habit he took his cell phone with him. When he went into the restroom, he went into a stall to do his thing. He looked at the graffiti on the wall and notice that someone had written a notice to call for a goodtime. Even though Ivan had had much more sex than he was accustom to during the day, he was still horny and just for kicks he used his cell phone and place a call that was scribbled on the restroom wall. After talking to someone that identified himself as Mike, Ivan told Mike where he was parked and gave a description of his truck and trailer. Mike agreed to come and meet him in forty-five minutes and then they could decide if they wanted to have sex with each other.
Ivan purchased the items that he wanted and had returned to his truck and put his snacks inside the pickup. He had only waited a minute or two before a car drove up nearby and a young Hispanic man about his age got out of the car. He was only wearing a pair of gym shorts and sandals, and he had just shaved, showered and his hair was still damp. One look at the young Hispanic was all that it took for Ivan to determine that he wanted to have sex with him.
The young man walked up and told Ivan that his name was Mike. Nothing else was said. Ivan opened up the camper and Mike climb inside in front of Ivan. They both took off their clothes. Mike lay down on the bed and Ivan began to give head to him. Mike allowed Ivan to pleasure him for some time before they switched places and Mike sucked on Ivan’s cock until he was fully aroused. After some length of time, Mike had come fully prepared and he put a condom on Ivan’s cock and let Ivan stand up so he could lay down on the bed on his back and pull his legs up in the air offering his ass to Ivan to fuck him. Ivan soon learned that Mike had lubricated his asshole before he had arrived. Ivan began fucking him and Mike was showing his delight in having Ivan’s big cock inside of him. While Ivan was fucking Mike, he was also jacking on Mike’s stiff seven incher with one hand and teasing his nipples and balls with the other hand. It was not long before Mike was spewing his cum everywhere.
Ivan never even slowed down. He continued to fuck Mike and stroked his cock. Mike had maintained his erection. He had reached down and was holding his balls with his thumb wrapped around the base of his cock while Ivan continued to beat him off and fuck his ass. Mike was squirming his ass around and was telling Ivan to fuck his male pussie. Ivan began to increase his tempo and was pounding his cock in and out of Mike’s fuckhole like a piston showing no mercy. The faster and harder Ivan fucked him the more Mike enjoyed it. When Mike started getting close to having his second climax, he was saying things in both English and Spanish. Ivan did not need an interrupter to know what Mike was expressing. He shot off again and even had a more intense ejaculation than the first time. There was cum all over his chest, face, abdomen and Ivan’s hand. Again Ivan kept on jacking on Mike’s cock and continued fucking his ass. However, Mike’s cock became so sensitive that he would not let Ivan stroke it anymore but let him hold onto it while Ivan shot off with his cock buried inside Mike’s rectum as far as he could push it.
As soon as Ivan got off of him, Mike got up wiped his cum off with his short and then put them and his sandals on. He told Ivan that he had to get back home before his lover got off of work and would want to fuck his ass. Before Ivan could think of anything to say, Mike got out of the camper and drove off in his car. Ivan did not even bother to put his shorts back on. He just lay down on the bed naked and fell asleep in a matter of minutes feeling fully content and sexually exhausted and satisfied.
Before sunup the next morning Ivan was back on the highway continuing his journey towards Portland. He did not pick up any more hitchhikers or call anymore phone numbers on restroom stalls, but he was approached in a rest stop in the rest room who showed him his big seven inch cock and they exchange blowjobs in his camper. He made contact with a dude one night while parked in a Wal-Mart parking lot and spent the night with him in his RV, and both had three ejaculations while having oral and anal sex with him. Then the last day of his trip just before he got to Portland he stopped for gas, and while he was in the restroom, a guy gave him a quick blowjob.
Ivan told us that by the time he got to Portland that his cock was so sore that it was a week before he wanted to have sex again. Then three days after he was on the job he met William here in the break room. They had sex in the restroom, and that he and William had been sexually satisfying each other ever since. William’s face turned red and was embarrassed and announced that Ivan had never told him that story before.
We had been in the break room talking and relating stories about our adventures and the chances we had taken for two hours. William and Ivan left to spend the weekend together. My three other co-works and I went to a local gay bar and had a drink before I came home to my apartment. It has rained all weekend. I have spent the majority of the weekend nude setting in front of the commuter while off and on writing Ivan’s story in between wanking off. Now, my dick is so sore that it may be a week before I can have sex again. Next weekend, if my dick has recovered, I might write about William’s adventures.
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Taking Chances
By Kevin – unoponcho
By Kevin – unoponcho
It was a Friday afternoon and had been raining, gloomy, and nasty outside all day. We were at the office in Portland, Oregon, and we had just finished a big project that we had been working on all week. Many of my co-workers and myself had put in a lot of overtime in order to finish the project on time. There were six of us out of eighteen employees that were gay. Many times we would take our breaks together and set at a table in the break room and talk. We were all in the break room when our boss told us that it was three o’clock that we could take off early for the weekend and start on a new project the coming week. No one was in a hurry to leave and we sat around the table talking. We began telling each other about some of the foolish things that we had done in the past and some of the big chances that we had taken.
Ivan was a cute young blond headed, blue eyed, baby face, five foot ten, 160 pounds, who had just turned nineteen years old. He had only worked in the Portland office for two months. He had moved here from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. He told us about some of the things that happened to him while he was driving and moving from Baton Rouge to Portland. To me Ivan’s story topped everyone else’s stories. The following story with my taking some liberties is based on the information that he related to us.
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Ivan had gone to work at our Baton Rouge office shortly after he graduated from high school. He had worked there for almost a year when the company transferred him to the Portland office. Ivan was driving an old Ford pickup with a small camper on the back, and he was pulling a small U-haul trailer loaded with his belongings. When he pulled out of Baton Rouge at four o’clock in the morning, he was wearing a loose pair of shorts with no underwear, a sleeveless T-shirt and flip-flops. He had put his billfold and cell phone in the compartment in between the drivers and riders seat and had locked it. He had nothing else of value in the cab of the pickup.
He was short of cash and planned on sleeping in the camper on his way to Portland. He had just gotten on the highway outside Baton Rouge when he saw a hitchhiker beside the highway. He was fully aware of the dangers of picking up hitchhikers, but he got a glimpse of the young man that was hitchhiking and had stopped before thinking about what he was doing. The hitchhiker was carrying a backpack. Ivan got out of the pickup and opened the camper so that the hitchhiker could put his backpack inside. Before they got into the pickup, they introduced themselves and the hitchhiker’s name was Alvin. They had been able to look each other over because of the lights from the cars and trucks that were passing by. Ivan liked what he saw and especially the big box that Alvin was showing in his tight blue jeans. Alvin was also attracted to Ivan’s very scantly covered body.
After they got back on the highway, Ivan asked Alvin where he was headed. Alvin told him that he was going to Wichita Falls, Texas. Ivan told him that he would be going through Wichita Falls, and that if they made good time that they should be there sometime that afternoon. Ivan learned that Alvin was twenty-three years old, and within ten minutes time they both had confided in each other and had told each other that they were gay.
The only light inside the pickup was coming from the dashboard and Ivan had dimmed those lights down to the minimum. As they were talking, Alvin removed his socks and shoes. A little later he told Ivan that his pants were too tight, and he unbuttoned and zipped his pants down. Ivan could see that Alvin also was not wearing any underwear. Alvin stretch out and leaned his head back on the back of the seat with his eyes closed. Ivan kept glancing over and looking at Alvin and the bulge in his pants. Since Alvin had his eyes closed, Ivan started playing with himself through the thin material of his shorts. He soon had a full erection that was sticking out of the leg of his shorts and there was no way to cover it up.
Alvin must have dozed off for a few minutes, and he sat back up straight in his seat and looked over at Ivan and saw his exposed hard-on. Alvin reached over and started stroking Ivan’s cock, and then pulled his big eight-inch fat cock out of his pants and began stroking it with his other hand. Nothing was said by either one of them. They just smiled at each other and Alvin continued for a good length of time to give both of them pleasure by using his hands. Ivan managed to drive safely and at the same time enjoyed the attention that Alvin was giving him. He kept glancing over at Alvin’s big cock and wanting to suck or at least hold or jack on it.
Several times both Alvin and Ivan had gotten close to shooting off. Alvin was enjoying the status quo and figured that they had a long drive ahead of them and he had rather be doing what he was doing believing that it would help pass the time away. When either of them had a pending climax, he would stop a few minutes and start again. He had pulled his pants down to his knees and scooted over closer to Ivan, and when Ivan got into a situation where there was very little traffic, he would reach over and jack Alvin’s cock for a time until he got back into traffic or needed both hands to drive.
Shortly after the sun had come up, they were getting close to a town. Ivan could not stand it any longer and he pulled off and onto the side of the highway. He turned off the ignition and immediately began deep throating Alvin. With in minutes Alvin shot off the big load that he had been building up. Alvin knowing the state that Ivan was in, quickly begun deep throating him and within moments Ivan released his load.
They got back on the highway and drove into town, and drove thru the drive thru of a McDonald’s, and Alvin insisted on paying for their breakfasts. After they had finished their breakfast while driving, Alvin put his bare feet upon the dashboard in front of him and scooted down and took a nap for an hour or so. Ivan kept looking over at him and admired his beautiful face and body and how peaceful and content that Alvin appeared. His cock was beginning to stir again and he began to play with it and getting it hard. He just kept his eye on the road and was driving down the highway while he was stroking his cock that was sticking out of the legs of his shorts.
Every so often Alvin would move into a different position. After some time Ivan notice that Alvin was obtaining another erection while he was asleep. It was not until Ivan pulled off of the highway into a rest stop that Alvin woke up. He looked over at Ivan and saw that Ivan had another erection and then he looked down at his own erection. They both needed to use the restroom, so Alvin adjusted his hard cock into his blue jeans and fastened them. By the time he put on his socks and shoes and was ready to get out of the pickup, he still had a semi-hardon. Ivan’s shorts were tenting when he got out of the pickup, but he did not care. They used the restroom and got back on the highway.
Alvin removed his socks and shoes, unzipped his pants, and began playing and teasing Ivan and his cock, off and on, until around one o’clock when Ivan found a restaurant in a small town. He parked the pickup in the back of the parking lot so that the pickup and trailer was not blocking anyone. They got out and Ivan opened up the camper and both of them got inside and got undressed before getting into a sixty-nine position and leisurely gave each other a blowjob.
They went into the restaurant and ate lunch. Once again Alvin insisted on paying for the meal. After they got back on the highway, Alvin started playing with Ivan’s dick, but Ivan told him that he had had it for a while. Alvin lay down on the seat with his head next to the door on the rider’s side, bending his knees up to make room. His feet were touching Ivan’s rear and his knees were next to him, but Alvin’s cock was within easy reach. When ever possible and the driving conditions were right Ivan jacked on Alvin’s hard cock even though Alvin was sound asleep. Alvin woke up just before he shot off for the third time for the day. Ivan told him that there was a box of tissue under his seat. Alvin had finished cleaning himself up just as they were coming into the city limits of Wichita Falls.
Alvin told Ivan where to let him off. Alvin expressed his appreciation for the ride and sex and got his backpack out of the camper. He swatted Ivan on the rear and told him that he hoped that the next time he hitched a ride that someone like him would pick him up.
Ivan had stopped for dinner, and had filled the pickup with gas, before pulling into a Wal-Mart in Amarillo, Texas. Ivan had been told that Wal-Mart welcomed campers and RV’s to use their parking lot to spend the night. It was close to eight o’clock when Ivan went into the Wal-Mart to use the restroom and pick up a few snacks that he could eat while on the highway. Out of habit he took his cell phone with him. When he went into the restroom, he went into a stall to do his thing. He looked at the graffiti on the wall and notice that someone had written a notice to call for a goodtime. Even though Ivan had had much more sex than he was accustom to during the day, he was still horny and just for kicks he used his cell phone and place a call that was scribbled on the restroom wall. After talking to someone that identified himself as Mike, Ivan told Mike where he was parked and gave a description of his truck and trailer. Mike agreed to come and meet him in forty-five minutes and then they could decide if they wanted to have sex with each other.
Ivan purchased the items that he wanted and had returned to his truck and put his snacks inside the pickup. He had only waited a minute or two before a car drove up nearby and a young Hispanic man about his age got out of the car. He was only wearing a pair of gym shorts and sandals, and he had just shaved, showered and his hair was still damp. One look at the young Hispanic was all that it took for Ivan to determine that he wanted to have sex with him.
The young man walked up and told Ivan that his name was Mike. Nothing else was said. Ivan opened up the camper and Mike climb inside in front of Ivan. They both took off their clothes. Mike lay down on the bed and Ivan began to give head to him. Mike allowed Ivan to pleasure him for some time before they switched places and Mike sucked on Ivan’s cock until he was fully aroused. After some length of time, Mike had come fully prepared and he put a condom on Ivan’s cock and let Ivan stand up so he could lay down on the bed on his back and pull his legs up in the air offering his ass to Ivan to fuck him. Ivan soon learned that Mike had lubricated his asshole before he had arrived. Ivan began fucking him and Mike was showing his delight in having Ivan’s big cock inside of him. While Ivan was fucking Mike, he was also jacking on Mike’s stiff seven incher with one hand and teasing his nipples and balls with the other hand. It was not long before Mike was spewing his cum everywhere.
Ivan never even slowed down. He continued to fuck Mike and stroked his cock. Mike had maintained his erection. He had reached down and was holding his balls with his thumb wrapped around the base of his cock while Ivan continued to beat him off and fuck his ass. Mike was squirming his ass around and was telling Ivan to fuck his male pussie. Ivan began to increase his tempo and was pounding his cock in and out of Mike’s fuckhole like a piston showing no mercy. The faster and harder Ivan fucked him the more Mike enjoyed it. When Mike started getting close to having his second climax, he was saying things in both English and Spanish. Ivan did not need an interrupter to know what Mike was expressing. He shot off again and even had a more intense ejaculation than the first time. There was cum all over his chest, face, abdomen and Ivan’s hand. Again Ivan kept on jacking on Mike’s cock and continued fucking his ass. However, Mike’s cock became so sensitive that he would not let Ivan stroke it anymore but let him hold onto it while Ivan shot off with his cock buried inside Mike’s rectum as far as he could push it.
As soon as Ivan got off of him, Mike got up wiped his cum off with his short and then put them and his sandals on. He told Ivan that he had to get back home before his lover got off of work and would want to fuck his ass. Before Ivan could think of anything to say, Mike got out of the camper and drove off in his car. Ivan did not even bother to put his shorts back on. He just lay down on the bed naked and fell asleep in a matter of minutes feeling fully content and sexually exhausted and satisfied.
Before sunup the next morning Ivan was back on the highway continuing his journey towards Portland. He did not pick up any more hitchhikers or call anymore phone numbers on restroom stalls, but he was approached in a rest stop in the rest room who showed him his big seven inch cock and they exchange blowjobs in his camper. He made contact with a dude one night while parked in a Wal-Mart parking lot and spent the night with him in his RV, and both had three ejaculations while having oral and anal sex with him. Then the last day of his trip just before he got to Portland he stopped for gas, and while he was in the restroom, a guy gave him a quick blowjob.
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Ivan told us that by the time he got to Portland that his cock was so sore that it was a week before he wanted to have sex again. Then three days after he was on the job he met William here in the break room. They had sex in the restroom, and that he and William had been sexually satisfying each other ever since. William’s face turned red and was embarrassed and announced that Ivan had never told him that story before.
We had been in the break room talking and relating stories about our adventures and the chances we had taken for two hours. William and Ivan left to spend the weekend together. My three other co-works and I went to a local gay bar and had a drink before I came home to my apartment. It has rained all weekend. I have spent the majority of the weekend nude setting in front of the commuter while off and on writing Ivan’s story in between wanking off. Now, my dick is so sore that it may be a week before I can have sex again. Next weekend, if my dick has recovered, I might write about William’s adventures.
The End.
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Having An Affair With A Young Married Man
Having An Affair With A Young Married Man
By Kevin – unoponcho
Being way “over the hill” has its advantages and disadvantages. To me one of the advantages is to meet and make friends with younger gays. I have found myself on several different occasions of becoming friends with several younger gay men who for one reason or another respect me and often come to me for advise or feel at ease talking to me about some of their problems or their experiences.
A few weeks ago I meet Bruce while attending a party at one of my gay friends home. Bruce is twenty-four years old and is a very attractive young man who lives by himself not too far from where I live. We got to talking during the party and we both found that we felt comfortable in talking with each other and enjoyed each other’s company. There were no sexual overtones or overtures on either one of our parts. We just liked and enjoy talking each other.
Before the party was over, Bruce asked if he could come to my house the next day and visit with me. He did come to my house and we talked for a couple of hours. He told me about himself and what was going on in his life. I am going to attempt to relate his story that he told me that began two years ago.
With the assistance of Bruce’s parents, he was able to secure a loan from the bank and purchased a house in a lower middle class neighborhood. The houses in the neighborhood were forty or more years old and his house like most of them and were in need of repair. The houses were close to each other and none of them had large front or back yards to maintain. Many of the older homes were being purchased by younger people who were doing a lot of renovating and repairing to the houses.
Soon after Bruce moved in he met a young couple that lived next door. Elaine was twenty-two years old the same age as Bruce. Johnny was a year older.
Elaine and Johnny had been married two years and had moved into their home six months prior to Bruce moving into his home. The three of them hit it off right from the beginning. Bruce never hid the fact that he was gay and it made no difference to Elaine or Johnny.
Like many of the other neighbors in the neighborhood, Elaine and Johnny were working on repairing and restoring their house. Within a week after Bruce moved in he began working on his house whenever he had free time from his job. Before long Elaine, Johnny and Bruce became very good friends. If either one of them need assistance on a project or advice about something that did not know how to do, they felt free to help or ask each other.
When Elaine got dressed to go to work, she was beautiful lady, with make up on, every hair in place, long manicure polished fingernails, high heels, and a very feminine dress. When she came home from work and got ready to tackle a work project, she put on old raggedy pants and shirt, tennis shoes, tied her hair back, put on gloves and would work like a horse. There were no limits in what she would tackle in doing. If she were needed to help on top of the roof, she did not hesitate and would get up there and work along beside Johnny. Elaine specialty was hanging wallpaper and painting.
So far as Bruce was concerned Johnny looked great both when he went to work as well as when he only wore shorts with no underwear, and tennis shoes while doing chores around his house. Johnny had big broad shoulders, tall, and very well developed and muscular arms and legs. When Johnny was at home, he very seldom ever wore a shirt, and his chests had just enough hair on it to make him look very masculine and manly. It took Bruce sometime to get use to being around Johnny and not get an erection. He had to keep reminding himself that Johnny was a happily married and straight.
During the course of the first year, they had done wonders to their houses. Often times assisting each other. Elaine was more than happy to show Bruce how to hang wallpaper and assisted him in painting the inside of his house. In turn Bruce did a lot of carpentry repairs on Elaine and Johnny’s house. Johnny was very good doing plumbing and electrical repairs. Not only did they help each other with their restoring projects, but the had established a very close friendship. They often went out together for meals, and sometimes Bruce or Elaine would cook and have each other over. If either one of them went out of town for a weekend or went on vacation they had keys to each others homes and would take care of everything while they were away.
Once Elaine and Johnny were close to having their house like they wanted, they started talking about having children. Elaine got pregnant and had a miscarriage. She started having female problems and over a short period of time she had numerous operations including a hysterectomy. She was not only having physical female problems, but was also having mental problems due to trying to cope with the fact that she would never be able to have children and for some reason no longer wanted to have sex and according to her having sex was very painful.
Both Elaine and Johnny were using Bruce as a sounding board, and were telling him their innermost thoughts and concerns. Johnny was devastated because Elaine’s physical and mental problems and over the fact that they could not have children. Johnny told Bruce that he loved Elaine and was going to keep their marriage vows no matter what happened. Bruce convinced both of them that they needed to go to a professional counselor, which they did.
Though all that had taken place, the communication between Elaine and Johnny never broke down. After a couple weeks of seeing a psychologist both individually and as a couple, their attitudes and outlook or life had somewhat improved. However, both of them continued to confide in Bruce. Elaine told Bruce that she knew that Johnny had had gay sex before they got married. After their conversation, Bruce was of the opinion based on what Elaine had said and not said that she was more or less in so many unspoken words hinting and telling him that she wanted him to have sex with Johnny to fulfill his needs that she could no longer take care of. She told Bruce that the doctors had told her that her problem was psychological and not physical. The psychologists told her that she was probably punishing herself because she could no longer have children by not allowing herself to have sex.
When Johnny talked to Bruce, he was more upbeat because he felt like that he had convinced Elaine that he was going to stay with her no matter what. He was just hoping that Elaine would get over her fear of having sex with him in the near future. Bruce tried to reassure them that he would do anything he could to help them.
A couple months later nothing had change much even though they were still seeing the psychologist. Elaine decided that she was going to go for a weekend and visit her parents. She left early Saturday morning and was not going to be back until Sunday night after dinner. All day Saturday Bruce and Johnny worked in their yards and washed their cars. Bruce had picked up on Johnny’s habit and was wearing nothing but cut off blue jeans except Bruce had gotten carried away when he cut the legs off and was exposing his butt and his privates when he bent over or stooped down.
Bruce had trouble with his lawnmower and Johnny came over and helped him get it started. Bruce went over and helped Johnny haul some limbs to the ally that he had pruned off of some shrubs and trees. Through out the day they helped and talked to each other, which was no different than many times before except that Elaine was not around.
It was close to six o’clock when they both finished working in their yards. Johnny suggested that he order pizzas to be delivered for their dinner. The idea sounded good to Bruce. He did not want to cook dinner and he did not want to get dressed to go out. Johnny told him that he would place the order and have them delivered to Bruce’s house and in the mean time both of them could take their showers and put on some clean shorts.
Bruce went into his house and realized that he had left his breakfast and lunch dishes in the sink and had not put them in the dishwasher. He quickly cleaned up the kitchen and picked up a few things before he got into his shower. He still was in the shower when he heard Johnny in his bedroom. He yelled at Johnny to help himself to a beer in the fridge and that he would be with him shortly. When Bruce got out of the shower he had not shut the bathroom door and he saw Johnny propped up and stretched out on his bed drinking a beer watching him. Bruce dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist and started to shave. Johnny was watching him and talking to him. Bruce’s towel fell off and he reached down to get it, but did not attempt to put is back around his waist. After he finished shaving he came into the bedroom naked and got a pair of shorts out of the chest of drawers and put them on. He looked over at Johnny and Johnny was staring at him and rubbing his crotch. The doorbell rang knowing that it was the pizza delivery Johnny jumped up to go answer it, but he had to take a few moments to adjust his semi-hard dick in his shorts.
They sat down at the table and ate pizzas and drank beer. After they had finished, Johnny jumped up and told Bruce to stay where he was, and he cleared off the table and got another beer for each of them before sitting back down. When he sat down he pulled one of the extra chairs back away from the table and propped his legs and feet on the chair, leaned back in the chair he was sitting on, and adjusted his dick in his shorts while looking and giving Bruce a mischievous grin. They talked about what they were doing at work and a number of other unimportant things. Bruce was well aware that Johnny kept adjusting his dick in his shorts almost as if he were doing it for his benefit. Also, Bruce had noticed that he was looking and watching him more closely than he had ever done before. It was almost to the point that it was making him a little uncomfortable.
After Johnny had finished his beer, he excused himself to go use the bathroom. When he came back Bruce went to use the bathroom. Johnny got up as soon as Bruce left and he turned out the lights, went into the bedroom, turned out the lights and was sprawled out on the bed when Bruce came out of the bathroom. He told Bruce to cut off the bathroom light and lay down beside him. Bruce was not for certain where this was going, but he did as Johnny had instructed.
They were lying on their backs on the bed. There were several minutes of dead silence, and then Johnny said, “Bruce, I know that you have gone out with several different men, and I know that you have had a few to spend the night with you. What do you and those guys do in bed?”
“God! Johnny that is a little personal don’t you think? I would not ask you what you and Elaine do in bed?”
“Yeah it is. What I want to know is what do you like? Do you like to give blowjobs? Receive blowjobs? Fuck or be fuck? Just what kind of sex do you prefer?”
“It depends on the person with whom I am with. Generally, I like all of them. Why do you ask?”
“Elaine and I have had a number of long discussions about our sex life, which is now nil. She has always known that I have had sex with men before we got married. She keeps telling me that since she is not having sex with me that if I need to find an outlet for my sexual needs that I can not take care of myself that she would prefer my having sex with another man instead of another woman. She has asked me if I ever did have sex with someone else, to do it and never let her know about it happening. I have tried masturbation, but that just does not fulfill my needs. What I am trying to get at is that I am wondering if you would have sex with me?”
Bruce answered his question by getting up on his knees, buttoning, zipping down, and removing Johnny’s shorts. Then he took off his, and leaned over and started sucking Johnny’s seven-inch piece of magnificent manhood. Bruce had wanted to do this for many months. Johnny’s cock and balls were everything he had ever imagined that they
would be like.
When Bruce deep throated him, Johnny took a deep breath and loudly said, “Oh My God! I had forgotten how it feels to have my cock sucked. Oh shit Bruce! Suck my cock!”
Bruce deep throated him several rapid times in succession, and Johnny responded, “Damn! It has been over three years since anyone has sucked on my cock. You are making me so fucking hot. I can’t stand it any longer. Swing your ass around so I can wrap my lips around your wonderful piece of meat.”
Bruce moved so that his cock was made available for Johnny to suck on. From then on they seem to be trying to see who could give each other the most pleasure. Johnny had in mind that he wanted to fuck Bruce, but he got so caught up in sucking each other’s cocks and he was enjoying it so much that he abandoned the idea of anal sex and was wanting for Bruce to keep sucking his cock until he reached an orgasm.
Bruce was far from being a slut, but he had experience having sex with a number of different men, but none that he enjoyed giving and receiving pleasure that compared to Johnny. Perhaps it was because Johnny had not had sex in sometime and was very horny, but Johnny was sucking on Bruce’s cock like he could not get enough of it. Both were communicating with each other by means of moaning, groaning, and slurping. Bruce was doing his best to make it enjoyable for Johnny so that Johnny would be so gratified that he would return and have sex with him again.
Bruce was so close to shooting off, and was doing his best to hold out until Johnny shot off first. Johnny was exhibiting all the signs that he was close, and Bruce had increased his pumping up and down tempo to the maximum speed that he could bob his head up and down. He had a tight grip on Johnny’s sack and balls. Both he and Johnny had tensed up their bodies and all at once both began releasing their man juices almost at the same time.
Johnny slapped Bruce on the hips and rolled over on his back and said, “That was absolutely fucking fantastic. Bruce, I cannot tell you how much I needed that. Damn Man! You are so fucking great.”
“I enjoyed it too, Johnny. You are not so bad yourself.”
Johnny replied, “I am so completely drained that I can’t move. May I spend the rest of the night with you?”
“I guess so. But if you start snoring, I’m going to wake you up, and you are going to have to fuck my ass.”
“That’s a deal. However, if I do start snoring, wake me up by sticking your cock up my asshole. I will grantee you that it will be a tight fit since it has been over three years that anyone has fucked me.”
Johnny reached over and patted Bruce on his chest and told him thanks. He waited and minute or two and started to pretend that he was snoring. Bruce reached over and pinched him on the ass.
They both were exhausted both from having done a full day of hard labor and from their sexual activity. Neither one of them had any problem in falling asleep.
Sunday morning Bruce woke up before Johnny and went into the bathroom and relieved himself. He came back into the bedroom and Johnny was stretched out on his back with no sheet or anything covering his nude body. He had what Bruce presumed was a piss-hard-on. Bruce stood by the side of the bed and just admired Johnny’s beautiful nude body and cock for sometime before setting down on the side of the bed and watched Johnny breath and looked at his marvelous face that looked so peaceful and innocent. Johnny woke up and caught Bruce starring at him. He rose up on his elbow smiling, and said, “God you are so fucking hot. Yesterday while we were working in the yard, there were several times that you came very close to having been raped.”
Before Bruce had a chance to say anything, Johnny jumped up and ran into the bathroom to relieve himself. When he came out he told Bruce that he would run down to the local bakery and get some sweet rolls and donuts for breakfast if he would fix them coffee.
After they finished eating breakfast, they sat around the table and talked. Bruce asked him about his gay sexual experiences before he got married. Johnny told him that he must have been the horniest teenager alive and jacked off two or three times a day. He never made out with a female until he started dating Elaine. After he graduated from high school, he got a job and moved into an apartment with three other men. He and his roommate started having sex together in between having sex with their steady girlfriends, which in Johnny’s case was Elaine. His roommate and one other guy that lived in the apartment were the only two men that he had ever had gay sex with. Elaine and his roommate’s girlfriend knew what was going on and they did not care.
Bruce briefly told Johnny about his previous sex life and revealed that he could not remember when he was not gay. That he dated in high school, but never was interested in trying to have sex with a female.
They talked for sometime, and Bruce told Johnny that he needed to go to the grocery store and stock up on food for the coming week. Johnny told him that he would go with him and do his grocery shopping at the same time.
Johnny went to his house and changed clothes while Bruce changed clothes. They went to the grocery store and while there Bruce picked up food to make sandwiches for their lunch. It was noon before they had returned and put away the groceries that they had purchased. Johnny returned to Bruce’s house and they ate lunch together.
After they had finished lunch, chic chatted for a while, and had cleaned up the kitchen, Johnny put his hands on Bruce’s shoulders and looked him in the eye and with a straight face said, “Why don’t we go take a nap and do some snoring?”
Bruce reached over and started undressing Johnny and said, “I do my best snoring while in the bed whoring with a nude good looking dude.”
As soon as they got each other’s clothes off, they went into the bedroom and took turns in sucking each other’s dicks until both were aroused to the level that they were nearing the peak before ejaculation. Johnny chose to be fucked first and Bruce was eager to oblige. Bruce did his best to get Johnny’s anus relaxed, properly lubed and ready for his intrusion. Johnny was on his back with his legs resting on Bruce’s shoulders. On the third try Bruce penetrated Johnny’s asshole and slowly began to push his cock inside him. At first some groans that escaped Johnny’s mouth, but then he began to loudly command Bruce to give him a good fucking. The harder and faster Bruce fucked him the more Johnny was demanding to be fucked. Bruce was pounding Johnny’s ass so hard that the bed was rocking back and forth, up and down, and the bedstead or headboard of the bed was bumping against the wall making loud thumping noises. Bruce and Johnny were looking and smiling at each other because of the thumping noise that the bed was making.
“Bruce, you know what? We may have just found a solution to our termite problem that each of us has been having. With all that banging on the wall those fucking termites are probably packing up their things and leaving the county. Just keep on fucking my ass my friend. Just put it in high gear, and keep on trucking and fucking. I want your big cock to cum inside me.”
Without any success Johnny reached over his head and took a hold of the headboard trying to keep it from knocking against the wall. He then reached down and started beating on his meat while Bruce continued to pound on his ass. Johnny had stroked his cock until he knew that if he kept on that he would shoot off. He let go of his cock and took a hold of his ankles and pulled his legs and feet up over his head hoping to allow Bruce’s cock to penetrate his asshole deeper.
“Fuck my ass, Bruce! Give it hell! Fuck me, Man! Oh! Shit that feels so fucking great.”
Bruce was almost yelling, “I’m almost there. Oh Yeaaaah! Fucking Yes. I’mmmm cuuuummminnnnn.”
Bruce pulled out of Johnny’s well-fucked hole. He took off the condom full of cum and dropped it on the floor beside the bed and lay down on his back while still breathing deeply. Johnny rolled over next to him and was rubbing Bruce’s chest with one hand and holding and stroking his own stiff cock with the other hand. The bedroom seemed so quiet with out the thumping noise on the wall.
They had not been lying there long before Bruce began making noise as if he were snoring. Johnny picked up on the cue, and put on a condom and prepared Bruce to be fucked.
When Johnny got into his full swing of fucking motions, the thumbing noise that the bed had been making had turned into a pounding noise that Bruce thought that may knock the plaster off of the wall or ceiling at any moment. Johnny was fucking him so hard that he was causing Bruce’s body to scoot up in the bed until his head was pressed against the headboard that was not only pounding the wall but now was also pounding against his head.
Bruce started yelling, “Ride’em cowboy! Ride my fucking ass. Shoot your cum inside me before this fucking headboard knocks me out.”
Johnny had not realized the predicament that Bruce was in. He started laughing and then Bruce began to laugh. Johnny pulled out of Bruce’s asshole and had Bruce get off of the bed and lean over so he was bracing himself of the bed. Johnny got behind him and stuck his cock back inside Bruce’s ass and began fucking him again. He started off fucking him slowly and gradually increased his momentum until he was beginning to feel that a climax was pending. By then he had built up his tempo and force to the extent that he was lifting Bruce up so high that he was standing on his tip toes when Johnny began spewing out his cum while his entire cock was up Bruce’s ass.
When Bruce was back standing flatfooted, he said, “Wow!!! I think that I have just been ROYALLY FUCKED!!!!.
Johnny was so winded and out of breath that he could not say anything. He backed off pulling his cock out of Bruce’s rectum letting Bruce to stand up straight. They looked at each other and smiled. Bruce took the condom filled with cum off of Johnny before he fell on the bed. Bruce retrieved his used condom off of the floor and took both of them into the bathroom and flushed them down the commode. He got a wet washrag and cleaned off both Johnny’s and his own cock before lying down beside Johnny.
Johnny reached over and pinched one of Bruce’s nipples real hard, and said, “That will teach you not to snore.”
Both of them fell asleep and slept a couple of hours, and possibly would have slept longer, but Johnny woke up needing to take a piss. He looked at his watch and it was a little after four o’clock. Johnny used Bruce’s razor and shaved. Then he got into the shower. Bruce woke up and realized that Johnny was in the shower. He got up and shaved and waited for Johnny to get out of the shower so he could get in. When Johnny got out of the shower, he told Bruce to get dressed that he was going to take him out for dinner and that they should be back before Elaine returned home.
Before they left for dinner, Johnny had Bruce to go with him over to his house. He had brought his dirty clothes with him from Bruce’s house. He took them and scattered them around the floor in the bedroom and bathroom. He turned on his shower so there was water on the shower walls. Then he turned on the water in the lavatory and splashed some water onto the counters, and wet a couple of towels and thru them on the floor. He yanks off the bedspread and messed up the sheets and pillows. From there he went into the kitchen and put some clean dishes, forks and knives, pots and pans in the dishwasher and turned it on. Bruce thought that Johnny had lost his mind.
Johnny smiled, and said, “Now, Elaine will never suspect that I spent the night with you.”
Bruce did not say anything, but he highly suspected that all Elaine had to do was to look at the contented expression on Johnny’s face that was a dead give away that he was sexually gratified.
It has been seven months since Bruce and Johnny had sex together for the first time. Bruce feels certain that Elaine knows about them having sex when ever Johnny has the desire or urge. She has never said anything, asked any questions, or showed any signs that she knows. She has continued to see the psychologist, but has never been able to solve her problem. There have been times that Johnny had managed to get close to having intercourse with her, but she always stopped him before penetration. Other than their sex life, Johnny and Elaine get along splendidly and are a very happy couple.
Almost every other weekend, she goes home to see her parents. It seems like Elaine makes a special effort to give Johnny and Bruce time together to have sex. Johnny does not feel guilty and shows no signs of remorse by having sex with Bruce. Bruce probably feels guiltier because he feels that he may be betraying his treasured friendship with Elaine. Johnny does feel sorry for Elaine and her inability to no longer enjoy having intercourse, and would do anything he could to rectify her situation.
Johnny and Elaine have been talking about adopting a baby. The psychologist is also encouraging the idea. He believes that the couple would make excellent parents and there is a good chance that by having a child that it may be the breakthrough for Elaine to have a normal sex life.
Johnny was given the opportunity for a promotion, but he would have to move to another city. Elaine refused to move and forced Johnny to turn down the promotion. Elaine and Johnny as well as Bruce had been offered a sizable amount of money for their remodeled homes, which both have declined. As Elaine put it, “Their friendship and relationship with Bruce means more than money.”
Having An Affair With A Young Married Man
By Kevin – unoponcho
Being way “over the hill” has its advantages and disadvantages. To me one of the advantages is to meet and make friends with younger gays. I have found myself on several different occasions of becoming friends with several younger gay men who for one reason or another respect me and often come to me for advise or feel at ease talking to me about some of their problems or their experiences.
A few weeks ago I meet Bruce while attending a party at one of my gay friends home. Bruce is twenty-four years old and is a very attractive young man who lives by himself not too far from where I live. We got to talking during the party and we both found that we felt comfortable in talking with each other and enjoyed each other’s company. There were no sexual overtones or overtures on either one of our parts. We just liked and enjoy talking each other.
Before the party was over, Bruce asked if he could come to my house the next day and visit with me. He did come to my house and we talked for a couple of hours. He told me about himself and what was going on in his life. I am going to attempt to relate his story that he told me that began two years ago.
With the assistance of Bruce’s parents, he was able to secure a loan from the bank and purchased a house in a lower middle class neighborhood. The houses in the neighborhood were forty or more years old and his house like most of them and were in need of repair. The houses were close to each other and none of them had large front or back yards to maintain. Many of the older homes were being purchased by younger people who were doing a lot of renovating and repairing to the houses.
Soon after Bruce moved in he met a young couple that lived next door. Elaine was twenty-two years old the same age as Bruce. Johnny was a year older.
Elaine and Johnny had been married two years and had moved into their home six months prior to Bruce moving into his home. The three of them hit it off right from the beginning. Bruce never hid the fact that he was gay and it made no difference to Elaine or Johnny.
Like many of the other neighbors in the neighborhood, Elaine and Johnny were working on repairing and restoring their house. Within a week after Bruce moved in he began working on his house whenever he had free time from his job. Before long Elaine, Johnny and Bruce became very good friends. If either one of them need assistance on a project or advice about something that did not know how to do, they felt free to help or ask each other.
When Elaine got dressed to go to work, she was beautiful lady, with make up on, every hair in place, long manicure polished fingernails, high heels, and a very feminine dress. When she came home from work and got ready to tackle a work project, she put on old raggedy pants and shirt, tennis shoes, tied her hair back, put on gloves and would work like a horse. There were no limits in what she would tackle in doing. If she were needed to help on top of the roof, she did not hesitate and would get up there and work along beside Johnny. Elaine specialty was hanging wallpaper and painting.
So far as Bruce was concerned Johnny looked great both when he went to work as well as when he only wore shorts with no underwear, and tennis shoes while doing chores around his house. Johnny had big broad shoulders, tall, and very well developed and muscular arms and legs. When Johnny was at home, he very seldom ever wore a shirt, and his chests had just enough hair on it to make him look very masculine and manly. It took Bruce sometime to get use to being around Johnny and not get an erection. He had to keep reminding himself that Johnny was a happily married and straight.
During the course of the first year, they had done wonders to their houses. Often times assisting each other. Elaine was more than happy to show Bruce how to hang wallpaper and assisted him in painting the inside of his house. In turn Bruce did a lot of carpentry repairs on Elaine and Johnny’s house. Johnny was very good doing plumbing and electrical repairs. Not only did they help each other with their restoring projects, but the had established a very close friendship. They often went out together for meals, and sometimes Bruce or Elaine would cook and have each other over. If either one of them went out of town for a weekend or went on vacation they had keys to each others homes and would take care of everything while they were away.
Once Elaine and Johnny were close to having their house like they wanted, they started talking about having children. Elaine got pregnant and had a miscarriage. She started having female problems and over a short period of time she had numerous operations including a hysterectomy. She was not only having physical female problems, but was also having mental problems due to trying to cope with the fact that she would never be able to have children and for some reason no longer wanted to have sex and according to her having sex was very painful.
Both Elaine and Johnny were using Bruce as a sounding board, and were telling him their innermost thoughts and concerns. Johnny was devastated because Elaine’s physical and mental problems and over the fact that they could not have children. Johnny told Bruce that he loved Elaine and was going to keep their marriage vows no matter what happened. Bruce convinced both of them that they needed to go to a professional counselor, which they did.
Though all that had taken place, the communication between Elaine and Johnny never broke down. After a couple weeks of seeing a psychologist both individually and as a couple, their attitudes and outlook or life had somewhat improved. However, both of them continued to confide in Bruce. Elaine told Bruce that she knew that Johnny had had gay sex before they got married. After their conversation, Bruce was of the opinion based on what Elaine had said and not said that she was more or less in so many unspoken words hinting and telling him that she wanted him to have sex with Johnny to fulfill his needs that she could no longer take care of. She told Bruce that the doctors had told her that her problem was psychological and not physical. The psychologists told her that she was probably punishing herself because she could no longer have children by not allowing herself to have sex.
When Johnny talked to Bruce, he was more upbeat because he felt like that he had convinced Elaine that he was going to stay with her no matter what. He was just hoping that Elaine would get over her fear of having sex with him in the near future. Bruce tried to reassure them that he would do anything he could to help them.
A couple months later nothing had change much even though they were still seeing the psychologist. Elaine decided that she was going to go for a weekend and visit her parents. She left early Saturday morning and was not going to be back until Sunday night after dinner. All day Saturday Bruce and Johnny worked in their yards and washed their cars. Bruce had picked up on Johnny’s habit and was wearing nothing but cut off blue jeans except Bruce had gotten carried away when he cut the legs off and was exposing his butt and his privates when he bent over or stooped down.
Bruce had trouble with his lawnmower and Johnny came over and helped him get it started. Bruce went over and helped Johnny haul some limbs to the ally that he had pruned off of some shrubs and trees. Through out the day they helped and talked to each other, which was no different than many times before except that Elaine was not around.
It was close to six o’clock when they both finished working in their yards. Johnny suggested that he order pizzas to be delivered for their dinner. The idea sounded good to Bruce. He did not want to cook dinner and he did not want to get dressed to go out. Johnny told him that he would place the order and have them delivered to Bruce’s house and in the mean time both of them could take their showers and put on some clean shorts.
Bruce went into his house and realized that he had left his breakfast and lunch dishes in the sink and had not put them in the dishwasher. He quickly cleaned up the kitchen and picked up a few things before he got into his shower. He still was in the shower when he heard Johnny in his bedroom. He yelled at Johnny to help himself to a beer in the fridge and that he would be with him shortly. When Bruce got out of the shower he had not shut the bathroom door and he saw Johnny propped up and stretched out on his bed drinking a beer watching him. Bruce dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist and started to shave. Johnny was watching him and talking to him. Bruce’s towel fell off and he reached down to get it, but did not attempt to put is back around his waist. After he finished shaving he came into the bedroom naked and got a pair of shorts out of the chest of drawers and put them on. He looked over at Johnny and Johnny was staring at him and rubbing his crotch. The doorbell rang knowing that it was the pizza delivery Johnny jumped up to go answer it, but he had to take a few moments to adjust his semi-hard dick in his shorts.
They sat down at the table and ate pizzas and drank beer. After they had finished, Johnny jumped up and told Bruce to stay where he was, and he cleared off the table and got another beer for each of them before sitting back down. When he sat down he pulled one of the extra chairs back away from the table and propped his legs and feet on the chair, leaned back in the chair he was sitting on, and adjusted his dick in his shorts while looking and giving Bruce a mischievous grin. They talked about what they were doing at work and a number of other unimportant things. Bruce was well aware that Johnny kept adjusting his dick in his shorts almost as if he were doing it for his benefit. Also, Bruce had noticed that he was looking and watching him more closely than he had ever done before. It was almost to the point that it was making him a little uncomfortable.
After Johnny had finished his beer, he excused himself to go use the bathroom. When he came back Bruce went to use the bathroom. Johnny got up as soon as Bruce left and he turned out the lights, went into the bedroom, turned out the lights and was sprawled out on the bed when Bruce came out of the bathroom. He told Bruce to cut off the bathroom light and lay down beside him. Bruce was not for certain where this was going, but he did as Johnny had instructed.
They were lying on their backs on the bed. There were several minutes of dead silence, and then Johnny said, “Bruce, I know that you have gone out with several different men, and I know that you have had a few to spend the night with you. What do you and those guys do in bed?”
“God! Johnny that is a little personal don’t you think? I would not ask you what you and Elaine do in bed?”
“Yeah it is. What I want to know is what do you like? Do you like to give blowjobs? Receive blowjobs? Fuck or be fuck? Just what kind of sex do you prefer?”
“It depends on the person with whom I am with. Generally, I like all of them. Why do you ask?”
“Elaine and I have had a number of long discussions about our sex life, which is now nil. She has always known that I have had sex with men before we got married. She keeps telling me that since she is not having sex with me that if I need to find an outlet for my sexual needs that I can not take care of myself that she would prefer my having sex with another man instead of another woman. She has asked me if I ever did have sex with someone else, to do it and never let her know about it happening. I have tried masturbation, but that just does not fulfill my needs. What I am trying to get at is that I am wondering if you would have sex with me?”
Bruce answered his question by getting up on his knees, buttoning, zipping down, and removing Johnny’s shorts. Then he took off his, and leaned over and started sucking Johnny’s seven-inch piece of magnificent manhood. Bruce had wanted to do this for many months. Johnny’s cock and balls were everything he had ever imagined that they
would be like.
When Bruce deep throated him, Johnny took a deep breath and loudly said, “Oh My God! I had forgotten how it feels to have my cock sucked. Oh shit Bruce! Suck my cock!”
Bruce deep throated him several rapid times in succession, and Johnny responded, “Damn! It has been over three years since anyone has sucked on my cock. You are making me so fucking hot. I can’t stand it any longer. Swing your ass around so I can wrap my lips around your wonderful piece of meat.”
Bruce moved so that his cock was made available for Johnny to suck on. From then on they seem to be trying to see who could give each other the most pleasure. Johnny had in mind that he wanted to fuck Bruce, but he got so caught up in sucking each other’s cocks and he was enjoying it so much that he abandoned the idea of anal sex and was wanting for Bruce to keep sucking his cock until he reached an orgasm.
Bruce was far from being a slut, but he had experience having sex with a number of different men, but none that he enjoyed giving and receiving pleasure that compared to Johnny. Perhaps it was because Johnny had not had sex in sometime and was very horny, but Johnny was sucking on Bruce’s cock like he could not get enough of it. Both were communicating with each other by means of moaning, groaning, and slurping. Bruce was doing his best to make it enjoyable for Johnny so that Johnny would be so gratified that he would return and have sex with him again.
Bruce was so close to shooting off, and was doing his best to hold out until Johnny shot off first. Johnny was exhibiting all the signs that he was close, and Bruce had increased his pumping up and down tempo to the maximum speed that he could bob his head up and down. He had a tight grip on Johnny’s sack and balls. Both he and Johnny had tensed up their bodies and all at once both began releasing their man juices almost at the same time.
Johnny slapped Bruce on the hips and rolled over on his back and said, “That was absolutely fucking fantastic. Bruce, I cannot tell you how much I needed that. Damn Man! You are so fucking great.”
“I enjoyed it too, Johnny. You are not so bad yourself.”
Johnny replied, “I am so completely drained that I can’t move. May I spend the rest of the night with you?”
“I guess so. But if you start snoring, I’m going to wake you up, and you are going to have to fuck my ass.”
“That’s a deal. However, if I do start snoring, wake me up by sticking your cock up my asshole. I will grantee you that it will be a tight fit since it has been over three years that anyone has fucked me.”
Johnny reached over and patted Bruce on his chest and told him thanks. He waited and minute or two and started to pretend that he was snoring. Bruce reached over and pinched him on the ass.
They both were exhausted both from having done a full day of hard labor and from their sexual activity. Neither one of them had any problem in falling asleep.
Sunday morning Bruce woke up before Johnny and went into the bathroom and relieved himself. He came back into the bedroom and Johnny was stretched out on his back with no sheet or anything covering his nude body. He had what Bruce presumed was a piss-hard-on. Bruce stood by the side of the bed and just admired Johnny’s beautiful nude body and cock for sometime before setting down on the side of the bed and watched Johnny breath and looked at his marvelous face that looked so peaceful and innocent. Johnny woke up and caught Bruce starring at him. He rose up on his elbow smiling, and said, “God you are so fucking hot. Yesterday while we were working in the yard, there were several times that you came very close to having been raped.”
Before Bruce had a chance to say anything, Johnny jumped up and ran into the bathroom to relieve himself. When he came out he told Bruce that he would run down to the local bakery and get some sweet rolls and donuts for breakfast if he would fix them coffee.
After they finished eating breakfast, they sat around the table and talked. Bruce asked him about his gay sexual experiences before he got married. Johnny told him that he must have been the horniest teenager alive and jacked off two or three times a day. He never made out with a female until he started dating Elaine. After he graduated from high school, he got a job and moved into an apartment with three other men. He and his roommate started having sex together in between having sex with their steady girlfriends, which in Johnny’s case was Elaine. His roommate and one other guy that lived in the apartment were the only two men that he had ever had gay sex with. Elaine and his roommate’s girlfriend knew what was going on and they did not care.
Bruce briefly told Johnny about his previous sex life and revealed that he could not remember when he was not gay. That he dated in high school, but never was interested in trying to have sex with a female.
They talked for sometime, and Bruce told Johnny that he needed to go to the grocery store and stock up on food for the coming week. Johnny told him that he would go with him and do his grocery shopping at the same time.
Johnny went to his house and changed clothes while Bruce changed clothes. They went to the grocery store and while there Bruce picked up food to make sandwiches for their lunch. It was noon before they had returned and put away the groceries that they had purchased. Johnny returned to Bruce’s house and they ate lunch together.
After they had finished lunch, chic chatted for a while, and had cleaned up the kitchen, Johnny put his hands on Bruce’s shoulders and looked him in the eye and with a straight face said, “Why don’t we go take a nap and do some snoring?”
Bruce reached over and started undressing Johnny and said, “I do my best snoring while in the bed whoring with a nude good looking dude.”
As soon as they got each other’s clothes off, they went into the bedroom and took turns in sucking each other’s dicks until both were aroused to the level that they were nearing the peak before ejaculation. Johnny chose to be fucked first and Bruce was eager to oblige. Bruce did his best to get Johnny’s anus relaxed, properly lubed and ready for his intrusion. Johnny was on his back with his legs resting on Bruce’s shoulders. On the third try Bruce penetrated Johnny’s asshole and slowly began to push his cock inside him. At first some groans that escaped Johnny’s mouth, but then he began to loudly command Bruce to give him a good fucking. The harder and faster Bruce fucked him the more Johnny was demanding to be fucked. Bruce was pounding Johnny’s ass so hard that the bed was rocking back and forth, up and down, and the bedstead or headboard of the bed was bumping against the wall making loud thumping noises. Bruce and Johnny were looking and smiling at each other because of the thumping noise that the bed was making.
“Bruce, you know what? We may have just found a solution to our termite problem that each of us has been having. With all that banging on the wall those fucking termites are probably packing up their things and leaving the county. Just keep on fucking my ass my friend. Just put it in high gear, and keep on trucking and fucking. I want your big cock to cum inside me.”
Without any success Johnny reached over his head and took a hold of the headboard trying to keep it from knocking against the wall. He then reached down and started beating on his meat while Bruce continued to pound on his ass. Johnny had stroked his cock until he knew that if he kept on that he would shoot off. He let go of his cock and took a hold of his ankles and pulled his legs and feet up over his head hoping to allow Bruce’s cock to penetrate his asshole deeper.
“Fuck my ass, Bruce! Give it hell! Fuck me, Man! Oh! Shit that feels so fucking great.”
Bruce was almost yelling, “I’m almost there. Oh Yeaaaah! Fucking Yes. I’mmmm cuuuummminnnnn.”
Bruce pulled out of Johnny’s well-fucked hole. He took off the condom full of cum and dropped it on the floor beside the bed and lay down on his back while still breathing deeply. Johnny rolled over next to him and was rubbing Bruce’s chest with one hand and holding and stroking his own stiff cock with the other hand. The bedroom seemed so quiet with out the thumping noise on the wall.
They had not been lying there long before Bruce began making noise as if he were snoring. Johnny picked up on the cue, and put on a condom and prepared Bruce to be fucked.
When Johnny got into his full swing of fucking motions, the thumbing noise that the bed had been making had turned into a pounding noise that Bruce thought that may knock the plaster off of the wall or ceiling at any moment. Johnny was fucking him so hard that he was causing Bruce’s body to scoot up in the bed until his head was pressed against the headboard that was not only pounding the wall but now was also pounding against his head.
Bruce started yelling, “Ride’em cowboy! Ride my fucking ass. Shoot your cum inside me before this fucking headboard knocks me out.”
Johnny had not realized the predicament that Bruce was in. He started laughing and then Bruce began to laugh. Johnny pulled out of Bruce’s asshole and had Bruce get off of the bed and lean over so he was bracing himself of the bed. Johnny got behind him and stuck his cock back inside Bruce’s ass and began fucking him again. He started off fucking him slowly and gradually increased his momentum until he was beginning to feel that a climax was pending. By then he had built up his tempo and force to the extent that he was lifting Bruce up so high that he was standing on his tip toes when Johnny began spewing out his cum while his entire cock was up Bruce’s ass.
When Bruce was back standing flatfooted, he said, “Wow!!! I think that I have just been ROYALLY FUCKED!!!!.
Johnny was so winded and out of breath that he could not say anything. He backed off pulling his cock out of Bruce’s rectum letting Bruce to stand up straight. They looked at each other and smiled. Bruce took the condom filled with cum off of Johnny before he fell on the bed. Bruce retrieved his used condom off of the floor and took both of them into the bathroom and flushed them down the commode. He got a wet washrag and cleaned off both Johnny’s and his own cock before lying down beside Johnny.
Johnny reached over and pinched one of Bruce’s nipples real hard, and said, “That will teach you not to snore.”
Both of them fell asleep and slept a couple of hours, and possibly would have slept longer, but Johnny woke up needing to take a piss. He looked at his watch and it was a little after four o’clock. Johnny used Bruce’s razor and shaved. Then he got into the shower. Bruce woke up and realized that Johnny was in the shower. He got up and shaved and waited for Johnny to get out of the shower so he could get in. When Johnny got out of the shower, he told Bruce to get dressed that he was going to take him out for dinner and that they should be back before Elaine returned home.
Before they left for dinner, Johnny had Bruce to go with him over to his house. He had brought his dirty clothes with him from Bruce’s house. He took them and scattered them around the floor in the bedroom and bathroom. He turned on his shower so there was water on the shower walls. Then he turned on the water in the lavatory and splashed some water onto the counters, and wet a couple of towels and thru them on the floor. He yanks off the bedspread and messed up the sheets and pillows. From there he went into the kitchen and put some clean dishes, forks and knives, pots and pans in the dishwasher and turned it on. Bruce thought that Johnny had lost his mind.
Johnny smiled, and said, “Now, Elaine will never suspect that I spent the night with you.”
Bruce did not say anything, but he highly suspected that all Elaine had to do was to look at the contented expression on Johnny’s face that was a dead give away that he was sexually gratified.
It has been seven months since Bruce and Johnny had sex together for the first time. Bruce feels certain that Elaine knows about them having sex when ever Johnny has the desire or urge. She has never said anything, asked any questions, or showed any signs that she knows. She has continued to see the psychologist, but has never been able to solve her problem. There have been times that Johnny had managed to get close to having intercourse with her, but she always stopped him before penetration. Other than their sex life, Johnny and Elaine get along splendidly and are a very happy couple.
Almost every other weekend, she goes home to see her parents. It seems like Elaine makes a special effort to give Johnny and Bruce time together to have sex. Johnny does not feel guilty and shows no signs of remorse by having sex with Bruce. Bruce probably feels guiltier because he feels that he may be betraying his treasured friendship with Elaine. Johnny does feel sorry for Elaine and her inability to no longer enjoy having intercourse, and would do anything he could to rectify her situation.
Johnny and Elaine have been talking about adopting a baby. The psychologist is also encouraging the idea. He believes that the couple would make excellent parents and there is a good chance that by having a child that it may be the breakthrough for Elaine to have a normal sex life.
Johnny was given the opportunity for a promotion, but he would have to move to another city. Elaine refused to move and forced Johnny to turn down the promotion. Elaine and Johnny as well as Bruce had been offered a sizable amount of money for their remodeled homes, which both have declined. As Elaine put it, “Their friendship and relationship with Bruce means more than money.”