Collected Works Of Unoponcho - Index on last page

[unoponcho]

They did It on a U. S. Air Force Airplane.

Did It ON A U. S. Air Force Airplane

By Kevin – unoponcho

Whenever there is a war, many of the men and women who serve in the military return home faced with readjustment problems. To some of these the problems might due to being wounded and resultant physical handicap while many are of a psychological nature. The various braches of the services carry out studies and research in an effort to assist these veterans. With large numbers of service personnel returning from the conflict in Afghanistan and Iraq it is inevitable that there will be many of them who have serious major problems.

During Ed’s senior year in college, a few years just after the war in Kuwait, he went to work part-time for the government in an office on an Air Force Base near San Francisco, California. His job was to do case studies on servicemen returning from war and who were having readjustment problems. The cases he was working on had to do with drugs, alcohol, physical abuse, divorce, and suicide.

After he had earned his bachelors degree, he worked fulltime while he continued his education to earn a master’s degree in psychology. The government also paid for him to attend other courses relating to his work. By the time the war with Afghanistan and Iraq began, Ed was well known and respected for the work he had done and other branches of the services began to use his work as a guide for carrying out their own research, statistics, etc. consequently Ed began to coordinate and exchange information with them.

With the two new wars he had his hands full with studies, research, and collating statistics on military personnel. He was doing a great deal of traveling in order to present his findings, papers, etc. to top military and government personnel. It was not his responsibility to recommend solutions to these problems but solely to provide the information and statistics needed by other government agents to help veterans with their problems.

Most times when Ed traveled anywhere in the States or abroad, he would use commercial airlines. Ed received a call shortly after 3:00PM from the Pentagon, Arlington, Virginia, and requested that he report there. They had arranged for him to fly on an Air Force plane that would be leaving in four hours from the Air Force Base to arrive at Bolling Air Force Base in Washington, D.C. early the next morning. There they would have an Air Force car waiting to drive him to the Pentagon. He would spend the day at the Pentagon and catch the same plane back to his home that night. This was not the first time Ed had been to the Pentagon, but was the first time that they had given him such a short notice.

When Ed got on the large plane, the only others on board were six high-ranking officers plus the crew consisting of the pilot, co-pilot and staff sergeant. Ed took his brief case, laptop and his bag and went to the rear of the plane where he could review the material that was to be discussed at the Pentagon. Shortly after they had taken off, the staff sergeant came back to where Ed was sitting and introduced himself. His name was Dale. He asked Ed if he would like a cup of coffee, a cold drink or a sandwich. Ed opted for a coke.

Now the service has this “don’t ask –don’t tell” policy but in the short time that Ed had seen and talked with Dale, exchange of non-verbal communication left no need to ask or to tell. Ed knew that Dale was a member of the family and Dale recognised that Ed was gay. There was sparks flying everywhere. Dale was in his dress uniform and certainly made a good impression. He was in excellent physical condition and had a smile that made Ed want to grab a hold of him.

Dale returned with Ed’s coke and he brought back one for himself. He sat down by Ed and started asking questions. He first wanted to know if Ed was in the service. Since Ed was a civilian, he wanted to know what Ed was doing on an Air Force plane. It took Dale only a few minutes of questioning to learn that Ed was of no threat to him and that he could relax and talk with him without the risk of being outed.

Dale told Ed that they were going to make two landings before they got to Washington, D.C. They would land first in Las Vegas to let two of the officers off, and then they would land in Denver where the remaining officers would disembark. From Denver to Washington, D.C. Ed would be the only person on the plane apart from the crew. After Dale had given Ed this bit of information, he reached over and gripped Ed’s knee, got up and winked at him saying that he needed to go check to see if the officers, pilot or co-pilot needed anything.

With Ed’s office being on an air force base, he was continuously seeing and being around good-looking servicemen that were eye candy, but he followed the strict rule that he could look, but not touch. Ed began to wonder if he could possibly uphold this rule with Dale. He got an erection the moment Dale had touched his knee and it would not go down. He was not for sure if Dale was feeling the same way about him. There was a difference of some six or seven years in their ages. In Ed’s opinion Dale could easily attract men closer to his own age should he want to have sex.

Ed picked up his papers and started to try and concentrate on preparing for his meeting at the Pentagon. After a short time, and having adjusted his stiff cock in his pants a number of times, Ed was convinced that he was well prepared for the meeting and he returned the papers to his briefcase, and decided to take a short nap before they landed in Las Vegas. Ed awoke just long enough to see Dale helping the first two officers get off the plane with their bags. The four remaining officers were at the front of the plane a good distance from where Ed was sitting. Ed adjusted his semi-hard-on in his pants and went back to sleep.

Some time later Ed woke up and he had his hand on his crotch holding on to his stiff cock that was confined inside his pants. Sitting next to him was Dale who was staring at Ed’s crotch and who also sported a bulge in his pants. Dale just smiled at Ed and reached over and unzipped Ed’s pants and pulled his stiff cock out and began stroking it. Ed was not about to object to what Dale was doing to him and he scooted down in his seat, leaned back and closed his eyes and let Dale give him pleasure.

Dale had jacked on Ed’s cock for some time and he had also unzipped his own pants and was jacking himself. Then suddenly, Ed felt Dale going down on him. Dale gave him head for some time before Ed had him stop and Ed went down on Dale’s nice eight incher. Ed had sucked on Dale’s cock for several minutes before Dale told him that it was about time for them to land in Denver and let the other four officers off. He got up and put his stiff cock back in his pants, and then reached over and ran his fingers through Ed’s hair, winked at him and told him that he would be back as soon as he could.

A short time later, when they landed in Denver, the four other passengers got off of the plane. They took off again, and after they left the ground Ed saw Dale take a couple cups of coffee into the cockpit for the pilot and co-pilot. He turned out most of the lights in the cabin. Then he watched Dale come down the aisle toward him with a big smile on his face. Dale reached in his pocket and got a couple of condoms and lube and dropped them on the seat next to where he was going to sit down. Dale then carefully removed his pants, briefs and shirt and put them on a seat in front of them. All Dale had on was his T-shirt and his socks. While Dale was getting undressed, Ed removed his pants and underwear. Both had erections and were eager to pick up where they were before having to land in Denver.

Dale sat down next to Ed, leaned over and proceeded to give him head again. He did so for some length of time, before he put a condom on Ed and applied lube up his anus. He then stood between Ed’s legs facing him and Ed gave him head for some time. They were in a cramped space and not much room to move around, but Dale turned to sit on Ed’s cock and lap. Dale began fucking Ed’s cock with his asshole. They both were really getting with it. Dale looked up and the co-pilot was coming out of the cockpit and went and used the restroom. Dale just sat on Ed’s cock not moving until the co-pilot returned to the cockpit unaware of what was going on in the back of the plane. Dale resumed his fucking movements bouncing up and down on Ed’s cock.

Ed was getting close to ejaculation when Dale stopped again because of the pilot had come out to use the restroom. Once the pilot went back into the cockpit, Dale got up and laid down in the aisle on his back spread his legs up and out and rested them on the backs of the seats on each side of him. Ed got down between his legs and gave him head for a few minutes, before getting on top of him and inserting his cock back into Dale’s hole and proceeded to fuck him until he reached a very gratifying climax. Ed pulled out of Dale’s ass and backed up, deep throating him until Dale released his man juices into his throat.

They both got up, dressed and sat down in their seats. They just looked at each other and smiled. There was nothing that needed to be said. Dale gripped Ed’s knee and told him that he was going to get coffee for the pilot and co-pilot and asked him if he wanted a cup. Ed thanked him and told him he did not want anything to drink.

As soon as Dale had left, he fell sound asleep. Several hours later, Ed woke up and Dale was fondling his erection and Dale was playing with himself. As soon as Dale realized that Ed was awake he unzipped Ed’s pants and got his cock out and gave him a blowjob. Ed had just finished giving Dale a blowjob when the plane started to descend and was about to land. Ed asked Dale if he were going to be a part of the crew that would be flying back to Travis AFB that night. Dale smiled and was glad to learn that Ed would be on that flight.

One of the general’s cars and driver met Ed at the Bolling AFB and drove him to the Pentagon. He was given time to use the restroom to shave, shower, change clothes, and eats breakfast before his first meeting.

During the day he met with various big wigs and discussed his studies, findings, and statistics. Several of the top brass had lunch with him and then continued their discussion. After they were through, one of the officers let Ed take a nap on his couch in his office before waking him up for dinner and then being taken back to the air force base to catch his flight home.

Dale and Ed were both disappointed upon learning that the plane was packed with service personnel with Ed being the only civilian. This time they were to fly from Washington D.C. to Chicago and then on to San Francisco. Dale whispered to Ed that all the passengers were going to get off in Chicago, but he did not know how many passengers would be getting on in Chicago.

Minutes after Ed sat down in his seat, he fell asleep and did not wake up until after they landed in Chicago and everyone was shuffling around getting off of the plane. Ed noticed that the pilot and co-pilot both got off of the plane before he fell back asleep.

After the plane had taken off again, Dale turned off all the lights except for the one in the cabin. He woke Ed up and suggested that they move to the back of the plane where they were the night before. Dale told Ed that no new passengers had boarded and that both the pilot and co-pilot had already used the bathroom and had been served coffee. He winked at Ed and told him that they could suck each other’s cocks and fuck each other all the way from Chicago to San Francisco.

Dale’s statement was not too far from being the truth. They both got undressed. This time all they had on were their socks. They took turns in sucking each other’s dicks for a great length of time. Dale was the first to shoot off while Ed was giving him head. Dale then gave Ed a blowjob and while doing so he got another erection. After Ed shot off, Dale had him lie down in the aisle and fucked Ed’s ass until Ed got another erection. They alternate in fucking and sucking each other until both had climaxed for the second time just before they were about to land in at the base.

As they were landing, they both joked about this being the first time for either of them to have had sex at an altitude of 25,000 to 30,000 feet. Dale told Ed that this might be his last flight on an air force plane since he was going to receive a discharge from the service in three days and return to New Orleans, Louisiana to start his college education. Dale took the used condoms and disposed of them in the restroom. He smiled at Ed and said that that would give the airmen who cleaned out the john something to talk about.!

They got off of the plane, and swatted each other’s rears and each went their separate ways.

The only way that the authors of the stories posted here can know if you have read them or what you thought of them is for you to respond with your comments.

Please, do let us know what you think of these stories. –Thanks

Kevin
unoponcho

 

[vertigo]

Re: Having An Affair With A Young Married Man

As always Kevin...
BRAVO

 

[tylerhart]

Re: Reforming A Peeping Tom

great story

 

[agj25us]

Re: Reforming A Peeping Tom

I have to admit I love watching guys (especially when they don't know I am)...
I love guys watching me when they don't think I know....
Yes, I guess I am just a sick puppy - but I loved your story!

 

[tenandcut]

Re: Reforming A Peeping Tom

something like this?

 

[unoponcho]

Outing at the Office

Outing at the Office

By Kevin – unoponcho
​

The company for which Phil worked had problems with employees misusing their sick leave time. They had formulated a policy that employees had to turn in a letter or proof that they had seen a doctor in order to be paid for their sick leave.

Phil worked in a small branch of the company where there were seven men including Marcus, their supervisor. Marcus was not what you would call a homophobic, but he was always making jokes and slurring remarks about homosexuals. A couple other employees were just about as bad. Therefore Phil was in the closet at work and no one had any suspicions that he was gay.

One Wednesday night Phil was in his apartment. He had not had sex in some time and he was unusually horny. After he had eaten dinner, he took a shower and got a hard-on. He got out of the shower and dried off, and went into his den. He turned the TV on and while he watched TV he jacked on his stiff. He was getting more and more aroused and while he was jacking himself, he inserted one of his fingers into his asshole. He began to fingerfuck himself and it began to feel good so he inserted another finger and a little later he had three of his fingers up his asshole. His fingers were making him feel good but he wanted to be fucked in the ass. There was an empty Coke bottle setting on the table beside his seat. He took the Coke bottle and tried to insert it up his ass. He could not get it in, and he got up and went into the kitchen and got a can of Crisco and went back and sat down and put the Crisco on the Coke bottle and shoves it up his asshole. He began fucking himself with the Coke bottle and shoving more and more of it up his asshole. When he began to shoot off, he got carried away and before he realized it, the Coke bottle was all the way inside him and he could not get it out.

Phil ended up having to go to the Emergency Room at the hospital. It took the doctors and nurses almost an hour to get the Coke bottle out. Phil of course was very embarrassed and the doctor did not know a discreet way of wording it on his report. He simply stated that the reason for Phil visit was to “removed foreign object from rectum”. The doctor told Phil to take the following day off and stay in bed as much as he could and if he passed any blood to return to the Emergency Room immediately.

Friday when Phil returned to work, he gave Marcus a copy of the Emergency Room report. Marcus looked at it and asked Phil about the foreign object. Phil told him that it must have been something that he ate that he could not digest. Nothing else was said and he thought that Marcus was satisfied with his answer.

Mid-afternoon Phil and his five coworkers were sitting around a table taking their afternoon break. Marcus came in and sat down at the table and said, “Hey Phil, tell us about that Coke bottle that you got stuck up your asshole.”

Phil obviously both embarrassed and angry at the same time replied, “Who told you that?”

Marcus said, “One of the nurses at the Emergency Room is a good friend of mine and all the nurses and doctors are all talking and laughing about your predicament. Jesus man! Are you a fucking faggot?”

Everyone started laughing except Chester. They were all kidding and ribbing Phil for sometime. Chester just sat there not thinking that it was funny.

Chester was a big robust man that was six foot two inches, and weighed two hundred forty pounds without an once of fat on him. He looked like a football player and very masculine. Chester’s looks were deceiving. He had a very high IQ and was well educated. No one would have ever suspected that he might be gay.

After they had had their fun at Phil’s expense, one of the guys told about hearing about some man that stuck his penis in a vacuum cleaner hose and had to go to ER to get it out. The doctors had to call in an expert, the hospital handyman, to bring his tool box and use a hacksaw, wire cutter, pliers, and tin snips to cut the vacuum hose into and got most of the hose off except the metal ring at the top of the hose. Then they called in another expert who was a gay nurse who jacked the man off so the man’s penis got soft and they could remove the ring. Then someone told about some man that stuck his cock in the core of toilet tissue and could not get it off and he had to go to the ER and all they did was to soak it in water for a minute and the cardboard core fell apart. Several more similar stories were told before they started in on Phil again.

Marcus said, “I’ve heard of men using cucumbers, bananas, carrots, but a Coke bottle? Now really Phil, that his a bit much.”

Chester stood up and bellowed out, “SHUT THE FUCK UP! If I hear another comment about Phil and that damn Coke bottle, I just might shove something bigger than a Coke bottle up your ass. Marcus, Phil and I are going to take the rest of the afternoon off. You can mark it up to leave time, comp time, or any way you wish. When we return Monday morning, none of you had better ever say anything about that Coke bottle or against gays. Do I make myself clear?”

Chester pulled Phil out of his chair, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, “It’s times like this that we gays need to stick together.”

Chester with Phil in tow stormed out of the offices. When they got outside, Phil looked at Chester and asked, “Are you really gay?”

“One hundred percent, but I did not know that you were gay until a few minutes ago. I’ve had the hots for you ever since I started to working for this screw up company. You are going home with me and I am going to take care of you this weekend. Did the doctor give you anything to put on your anus?”

“No, I’m fine. It was a stupid thing for me to do. I will never live this down. Those guys will not ever let me forget this.”

“Your are wrong Pal. I had better never hear any of them say another thing.”

Phil got in his car and followed Chester to his home. Chester lived in a very modest small two-bedroom house. There was nothing special about his house other than the large overstuffed chairs in the den, king-size bed, and the breakfast chairs were heavy and very sturdy. Phil surmised that they were very suitable for Chester because of his weight and height.

Once they were inside the house, Chester took him into his bedroom and took Phil’s clothes off, and told him to lie down on the bed on his stomach. He went into his bathroom and came back with a tube of ointment and got up on the bed with Phil. He told Phil that he once had a mild case of hemorrhoids, and his doctor had given him a prescription for this ointment that cure his hemorrhoids. Before Phil had a chance to say anything, Chester was applying this ointment to his asshole. He even put a big glob of it on his big finger and stuck it up Phil’s anus. He asked Phil if he was hurting him and when Phil told him no, Chester twisted his finger around to make sure the ointment was smeared around on the inside of his asshole. When Chester had finished, Phil had a full erection. Chester took a hold of it for a couple of moments, and let go. He patted Phil on his butt and told him to lie on the bed and rest while he went and fixed dinner for them, and later he would take care of his boner.

Chester got off of the bed and took off all of his clothes except his briefs. As he was leaving the bedroom he pulled the door closed behind him. It did not take Phil long to fall asleep.

Phil had had a good nap before Chester woke him up and told him that dinner was ready and that it was not necessary for him to put on any clothes that he enjoyed looking at his nude body.

Phil had to give Chester an A for effort, but the truth of the matter was that Chester was not a cook. Everything on the table came directly out of cans or was frozen food heated up in the microwave oven. Phil tried to be complimentary about the food, but Chester knew that he was not a cook and readily admitted it. Phil offered to cook the rest of the meals during the weekend. Chester told him that he would like that and if Phil would make out a grocery list that he would go to the grocery store the next morning.

After they finished eating, they sat at the table and talked for over an hour or so getting to know each other. Chester briefly mentioned about them coming out of the closet at work and how relieved that it was finally out in the open, but he regretted how it had happened. Chester had some very uncomplimentary things to say in particular about Marcus. Chester told Phil that one of these days that Marcus was going to get what was coming to him. They each talked about their most recent ex-boyfriends and revealed that neither one of them had ever had a long-term relationship or had had very many gay sexual experiences. Towards the end of their conversation, Chester suggested that they take a shower and go to bed. Chester wanted to just leave the dirty dishes on the table and clean up the kitchen the next morning. Phil insisted that he help Chester clean up the kitchen first.

It would have not taken them very long to get everything cleaned up, but Chester obviously had other things on his mind. He could not keep his hands off of Phil and before they had hardly gotten started Chester was playing with Phil’s peter, and both of them soon had erections. Chester removed his briefs and spent a lot of time stroking Phil’s cock or his own or both.

Once they had finished in the kitchen, they headed directly to the bed forgetting about taking showers. As big of a man as Chester was, he could have not been more gentle and considerate in bed. He made a point that Phil’s pleasure came first and his was secondary. Because his bulkiness, he was not very graceful when he moved around, but he was always careful to not let his strength or weight cause Phil any discomfort. To Phil’s surprise, Chester’s cock was not any bigger than his own seven incher.

Phil knelt down beside Chester, who was lying on his back, and began sucking on Chester’s peter. Phil was just getting started and deep throated him a couple of times before Chester reached over and got a hold of Phil ankle and practically drug Phil over on top of him so they could suck each other at the same time. Phil was laying on top of Chester with his cock down Chester’s throat and Phil had Chester peter down his throat. Instead of Phil fucking Chester’s face or moving like he was doing push-ups, Chester had grasped Phil’s hips and was lifting him up and down causing Phil’s cock to slide in and out of his mouth and throat. It took Phil a little time to get use to what Chester was doing before he could concentrate on sucking Chester’s cock at the same time. When Chester’s arms got tired, Phil’s cock was all the way down Chester’s throat, Chester would use one hand and massage Phil’s buttocks and use his other hand jacking on his own cock while Phil sucked and lick the head of it. As soon as his arms were rested, he returned to lifting Phil’s hips up and down so Phil was automatically fucking Chester’s mouth with no effort on Phil’s part.

Chester had just stopped to let his arms rest and Phil lifted his head up and let Chester’s peter fall out of his mouth and said, “Chester, stick your big finger up my asshole.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you Pal.”

“I’m sure. You are not going to hurt me.”

Chester worked his finger into Phil’s anus and shortly afterwards, Phil began fucking Chester’s face while Chester was finger fucking him. Phil soon began to speed up his fucking motions as well as his bobbing his head up and down on Chester’s cock.

Phil crawled off of Chester just before both of them were nearing a climax. Phil told Chester, “Fuck me with your big Coke bottle”.

Phil did not have to ask again and with out any argument, Chester got up, put on a condom, put a lot more lube than necessary, and began fucking Phil doggie style. Chester had not been fucking him for very long before he was beginning to get carried away. At first he reached up and had his hands on Phil’s shoulders holding him steady while he pounded Phil’s ass. Phil kept telling Chester to fuck him harder. Chester put his hands under Phil’s armpits and lifted him up in the air while he fucking the living daylights out of Phil’s ass. Chester’s fucking motions were causing Phil’s cock and balls to swing in different directions and Phil began to shoot off and his cum was flying everywhere. The excitement of Phil’s ejaculation was all that it took for Chester to shoot off inside Phil who was being held onto by Chester and swung around like a rag doll.

Chester fell on the bed exhausted and was pulling Phil on top of him. Both Chester and Phil were out of breath. Chester said, “Damn Pal,…That..was...one hell..of a…fuck”.

“Yeeaahh!…A lot..better than…that Coke bottle”.

Chester swatted him on his butt and reached down and slid his hand between their bodies and removed the used condom and laid it on the bed beside them. Then he took his big hands and placed them on Phil’s butt and squeeze them a couple of times before he inserted one of his fingers into Phil’s still loose well fucked asshole. Phil squirmed a little, spread out his legs, and put his arms around Chester’s big shoulders and let out a very contented moan or sigh.

Chester said, “Pal. Do you know what I think? We may look like Mutt and Jeff and all but I think that we are perfectly suited for each other. Damn, I never have enjoyed fucking anyone as much as I enjoyed fucking you just now. I did get carried away and I got rough. I hope that I did not hurt you.”

“You did not hurt me. Just as long as you hold onto me and don’t let me go flying across the room everything will be find. Now, even though I like the feel of you finger inside me, if you will unplug me, I suggest that we go take a shower.”

In between running errands, doing laundry, Phil’s cooking meals, and eating, they managed to find time to tease and play with each other’s peters and had sex a couple times on Saturday and Sunday. It was not until Monday morning that Phil returned to his apartment to change clothes before going to work.

When they got to work everyone was real nice to both Phil and Chester and everything was the same as usual. Phil spent the evening and night with Chester on Tuesday and Chester spent the night at Phil’s apartment on Thursday. Friday just before they were to get off work, Chester was sitting in one of the stalls in the restroom. Marcus and another co-worker came in to take a leak and did not realize that Chester was in the restroom. Marcus made a remark, “Well, I guess those two faggots are going to spend the weekend together.” The co-worker replied, “Well not the entire weekend. Several of us have agreed to come in Sunday morning and work for a while”. Chester remained quiet and kept his cool until they left.

Phil and Chester did spend the weekend together and were still discovering different ways to give each other pleasure. With Chester being eight or nine inches taller and weighing a hundred more pounds than Phil, it would seem that the differences in their physiques would cause them problems. However, they were able to find ways to make up for their different sizes. Phil learned that if Chester spread out his legs and got his balance that he could jump up on Chester and put his arms around his neck and wrap his legs around his hips or waist and get his ass into a position that Chester could insert his erected peter into his asshole and fuck him. After they got into the act, Phil could release his hold around Chester’s neck and Chester with his strength could hold onto his arms and Phil would lean out and Chester could fuck his asshole until one or both of them shot off. This was one of several inventive methods that they had devised to give each other pleasure.

Saturday morning when Phil woke up he overheard a telephone conversation that Chester was having. He heard Chester say, “I know that I can depend on you”,…. “I don’t want to know any of the details”,…… “His name is Marcus and he lives at 3232 Austin Ave.”,….“Thanks man.”,…..“Yeah. See you around”. Phil got dressed and completely forgot about the telephone conversation. They spent the day together and held off having sex until Saturday night after dinner.

Sunday morning they got up and went to the office and worked eight AM. until one o’clock. All four of their co-workers were there working together on a project that they were having difficulty with. The six of them went out for lunch before everyone went home. Phil and Chester took a nap and then Phil prepare a light dinner before they took their showers and had sex before going to sleep.

Monday morning, Marcus did not show up for work and no one seemed to know why. Tuesday morning Marcus showed up at the office and he was furious. He told everyone that he knew that Chester and Phil was responsible for what happened to him, but he would not say what had happened. Later in the morning Marcus talked to the other co-workers and told them what happened to him on Sunday morning. They all told Marcus that they all were with Chester and Phil working at the office and they could not have possibly had committed the unpardonable deed.

One of the co-workers went out with Chester and Phil for lunch and related what had happened to Marcus that had caused him to be so mad.

The scenario was that someone had somehow gotten into Marcus’s apartment on Sunday morning. Marcus was sleeping in the nude and was sleeping later than usual. Who ever got into Marcus’s apartment took superglue and put it all over his privates, arm pits, pubic hair and hair on his chest, nipples and left the empty tubes glued in Marcus’s hands. They left a note that read, “Don’t try to screw around a Fag”. When Marcus woke up he ended up having to be transported by an ambulance to the Emergency Room at the hospital. It took the nurses and doctors several hours to cut off his hairy spots and get his penis unglued from his scrotum. In doing so Marcus got an erection that hurt like hell because of the glue on his skin. He had a reaction to whatever they used to get the glue off of him and has a rash on his private areas that he claims to feel like ants are stinging him.

What Chester and Phil heard caused both of them to break out into laugher and the co-worker was also laughing. Tears where streaming down their faces.

Chester said, “You know, I think that Marcus just might have preferred having a Coke bottle up his ass instead of having his nuts and peter glued together.”

Phil replied, “I hope that Marcus has learned his lesson. Don’t try to screw around with us queers.”

((((“Amen!”))))

The End.
​

Note: Anyone for a Coke? We now know where to dispose of our empty bottles.

 

[DOMSnOC]

Re: Outing at the Office

Thank God that Evil guy Marcus got what was coming to him, after humiliating his fellow co-worker.

Wonderful story wish I was phil and had a chester to treate me like a rag doll sometime.

Can't wait to hear what happend to marcus and if he ever changed his views.

DOMSnOC

 

[cntrydude2]

Re: Did It ON A U. S. Air Force Airplane

OK first of all good fictional story, but if you want to keep the military boys out there happy at least get the facts correct. SanDiego? Try near SanFran. Plus no on in his right mind in GW Bushes military would do that, I would maybe if I knew the whole crew was gay. But that in itself would be a chour.

 

[billybob]

Re: Did It ON A U. S. Air Force Airplane

Keep up the great storytelling. I had an erection while reading!

 

[unoponcho]

Playing The Game With A Tennis Player

Playing The Game With A Tennis Player

By Kevin – unoponcho

Through out high school and to date Dale and Joe were best friends. Both were gay, but had never wanted to have sex with each other. Joe was the more outgoing of the two, and was always planning things that they could do together. Joe was interested in all kinds of sports, but Dale could care less, but never refuse to tag along with Joe.

On a summer sunny Saturday afternoon Joe and Dale went to a tennis tournament. They had been to tennis matches before. Dale, not being interested in sports, never was interested in learning the rules or even the way scores were made. Dale did enjoy watching the tennis players. One of the things that really turned Dale on was a male who had nice looking well-developed legs and buttocks, and if they had a pleasing face then he would enjoy watching them play tennis. No matter where the players were from Dale rooted for the man with the nicest looking legs and face.

Joe and Dale were sitting in the stands watching a tennis match. Dale had already picked out the man that he was going to cheer for. It so happened that Joe had met the man at one time and told Dale that his name was Troy. Dale asks Joe if Troy were gay. Joe told Dale that Troy was as gay as they come and so was his tennis coach Wayne. Joe pointed out Wayne to Dale. Troy was from Greenville, which was close to a hundred miles form where he lived. Troy’s opponent was George who was a local boy and a large percentage of those in the stands were rooting for George including Joe.

Very unlike Dale whenever Troy made a good play or score, he was clapping and whistling even though he knew that he was the only one in the stands that were doing so. Troy was the underdog and that even gave Dale a more insensitive to root for him. It was hot and both Troy and George were perspiring. At times Troy would lift up his shirt and wipe off the perspiration from his face exposing his stomach and part of his chests. Every time he did this Dale’s penis got hard. Dales eyes where glued on Troy and he watched every move he made. When Troy served the ball Dale was not interested in where the tennis ball went or what happened, he was concentrating on if Troy’s belly button was exposed or the muscles in his legs or butt. Troy’s short’s and shirt were wet from perspiration. Especially his shorts, they were almost transparent and he could see Troy’s jockey strap. He had undressed Troy so many times with his eyes that he felt like he knew what Troy looked like naked.

Troy lost the first game and had to win three of the next four games to win the match. When the second game started Dale was even more aggressive in his efforts to root on Troy. Troy at one time looked over at the stands and spotted his avid fan. The next time Troy had a time out and came over to the sidelines to get a towel and a drink, he looked up in the stands and smiled at Dale.

Troy won the next three games and the match. As soon as he shook George and the referee’s hands, waved to the crowd, he walked over to the stands and motioned to Dale to come down. He shook Dale’s hand and asked him to go out to dinner with him. Dale could not get the word “YES” out of his mouth soon enough. Troy told him to come with him to the locker room so he could shower and then they would go for dinner. Troy yell out to Joe that he was going with Troy for dinner and would see him later. He jumped down out of the stands. Troy collected his tennis gear, put his arm around Dale’s shoulder and led him to the locker room.

They started asking and answering questions as they were walking to the locker room, after they got inside, and while Troy was taking off his clothes to take a shower. As soon as Troy had removed his clothes Dale had an obvious stiff that Troy could not have overlooked. Troy had a full hard-on when he left to go to the showers. While Troy was in the shower Dale spaced the floor trying to get his erection to go down and was trying to figure out how to not get another one when Troy returned. He sit down with his back to Troy and did not look at his nude body or watch him while he got dressed.

After Troy put on some clean tennis shorts and shirt, he put his dirty clothes in a bag. When he started collecting his tennis rackets and gear, Dale took a couple of his bags and they went out into the hallway. Wayne, Troy’s tennis coach, was waiting in the hall, and Troy introduced Dale to Wayne. They shook hands and Wayne handed Troy the car keys and told Troy that he had a hot date and would see him in the morning for breakfast. It was not until Wayne had walked away a short distance when Dale saw Wayne put his arm around Joe’s shoulder and left. Dale could not imagine how Joe had managed to get a date with Wayne, but he always knew that Joe liked men that were six to eight years older than he, and Wayne fit the criterion of men he preferred.

They walked to Troy’s car and put everything in the trunk of the car. Once that they had pulled out of the parking lot, Troy asked Dale where he would like to go eat? Dale told him that he was not particular and any place would be fine.

Troy smiled at him and said, “I don’t know much about this town, but I do know of a place where we can eat our desserts before the main meal.”

“That’s fine with me. Where is this place?”

Troy replied, “My hotel room. Dress is optional and the service is great.”

“You’re driving. Lead the way. When you say ‘dress is optional’ does that happen to mean that you are going to wear your birthday suit?”

“That is the way I like to eat my desserts. Is that all right with you?”

Dale replied, “I hope there is a lot of whip cream going to be involved.”

“Dale, if you don’t get enough on the first serving you can come back for more. There is only one problem. I do have another tennis match in the morning at nine o’clock. I will need to get at least four hours sleep.”

They had barely closed the hotel room door before they were stripping off their clothes. Dale went to the bathroom and took a shower while Troy placed an order for dinner with room service to be delivered in an hour and half. Troy was waiting on the bed with a full erection when Dale came out of the bathroom, also, with an erection. Dale jumped up on the bed and immediately began sucking on Troy’s pride and joy and he certainly had reason to be proud of it. It was a whopping eight or eight and half inch nice size uncut cock. Dale did not have anything to be ashamed of. His cock was within a half inch of being the same size as Troy’s, but was cut. Troy knew exactly what he wanted and he wasted no time in letting Dale know. While Dale was giving him head, Troy reached over and got his toilet kit off of the nightstand. He got out a number of condoms and lube. He had Dale move so he could put lube up Dale’s asshole while Dale continued to give him head. He even managed to put lube up his own asshole without interfering with Dale’s rhythm of bobbing his head up and down on his cock. After he had prepared both of their assholes, he moved so he could also administer head to Dale’s throbbing cock that was dripping with precum.

They had been sucking each other’s erections for a short time when Dale let Troy’s cock slip out of his mouth and he began using the chant that he was using during the game and was yelling, “Go! Troy! Go! You are my man”. Troy could not help but laugh and almost got choke. He took a hold on Dale’s butt and squeezed it real hard and never slowed down in giving him head. Dale was being turned on by Troy sucking his cock, and his having the opportunity to suck Troy’s cock, but what was turning him most was being able to touch and run his hands over Troy’s magnificent muscular legs and buttocks. That part of a man’s anatomy always attracted Dale’s interest.

They had sucked on each other’s cocks until both were fully aroused. Troy could not stand it any longer and wanted to get into his favorite sexual activity. He had Dale to lie down on this back and Troy put a condom on him. He straddled Dale and sat down on his cock and proceeded to bounce his ass up and down. Dale rose up on his elbows and watched Troy’s movements, and paid special attention to Troy’s legs and buttocks in action. Then he lay back down and reached for Troy’s cock that was bouncing wildly as he was fucking Dales cock with his asshole. Dale was fascinated with Troy’s uncut cock and his foreskin. He particularly enjoyed playing with Troy’s foreskin when Troy paused for a moment to rest while he was fucking Dale’s cock. Troy was also secreting an abundant amount of precum and Dale was using as a lube while he played and jacked on Troy’s pride and joy.

Troy looked down at Dale and said, “You kind of like my cock don’t you”.

“Troy, I like your cock, your foreskin, your fucking ass, your legs and everything that they are attached to. You are one more good-looking fucking dude.”

“Thanks! You certainly are a hot number, and your big cock feels so good up my ass.”

Troy speeded up his bounce up and down tempo, and both were making different groaning, moaning and other sounds expressing the pleasure they were receiving. They were working up to the big crescendo, and the closer Dale got to having a climax the harder and faster he was beating on Troy’s big piece of meat. Troy was the first to shower Dale with his cum spewing out in big spurts flying all over Dale’s chest, stomach, and dribbling down on his hands. Troy only paused while he shot off and then continued to fuck Dale’s cock with his asshole until Dale shot off his built up load inside Troy’s ass.

Troy pulled off of Dale and jumped out of bed and got a towel from the bathroom and returned and cleaned off his cum off of Dale. He looked at his watch and told Dale that they had time to take a quick shower before room service would deliver their meal, and after that they could return to the bed for more dessert.

They had just gotten out of the shower and were drying off when there was a knock on the door. Troy knowing that it was room service wrapped a towel around his waist and answered the door. A very nice looking man in his hotel uniform wheeled the cart inside the room. Both Troy and Dale’s eyes were bugging out looking the young man over. He was tall broad shoulders, narrow waist, very cute smile with dimples, and was just a very handsome dirty blonde guy. Bud was inscribed on his nametag. Bud was also doing his share of cruising. He spotted the used condom on the floor by the bed. The tent in his pants was a dead give away that he was gay. When Troy was signing the ticket, his towel fell off on to the floor. Bud reached down to pick it up for Troy. Troy was taking full advantage of the situation and asked Bud to put it back around his waist. While Bud was fumbling around nervously trying to secure the towel around Troy’s waist, Troy very nonchalantly hand rubbed across Bud’s crouch.

Bud took the sign ticket from Troy and hurriedly rush to the door. He opens the door and turned around and told them that he would return for the cart later. If they did not want to be disturbed that they could push the cart out into the hall, other wise he would knock when he returned for the cart. He had left no doubt in Troy and Dale’s mind that he was offering them the opportunity to invite him to have sex with them.

They pulled chairs up to the cart and sat down with nothing on but the towels around their waist. They were relaxed and leisurely ate while talking. Troy told Dale how difficult it was to have any long-term relationship because he was traveling so much of the time going from one tournament to another. At times he was very lonely. His coach was with him the majority of the time, but they had separate hotel rooms, and only had sex together when both of them were absolutely desperate.

Out of curiosity Dale asked if Wayne was staying in the hotel. Dale told him that Wayne had a room next door and that probably he was in his room fucking the living shit out of Joe right now. Dale told Troy that it was probably the other way around that Joe was more likely fucking Wayne’s ass. Troy thought about calling Wayne’s room to find out, but then he had second thoughts and forgot about it.

Troy talked a little about his tennis match the next morning. His opponent was Ralph who was an excellent tennis player, but was very conceited and straight. Ralph did not like homosexuals and was often very outspoken about it. Troy had played with Ralph several times before. Sometimes Troy would win and sometimes Ralph won. Troy had discovered two of Ralph’s weak points. If Ralph got upset or mad about something, he could not concentrate on the game and would make mistakes. Wayne had pointed out another factor and that was to watch Ralph’s left knee while a serve was being made to him. If Ralph’s left knee was slightly bent Ralph was prepared to move to the left and if his left leg was straight he was prepared to move to the right. This gave Troy a clue into which side of the court to try and serve the ball.

Troy was surprise about how little Dale knew about tennis and that he was not interested in sports. Dale told him that there was one sport that he was interested in and that was the sport with physical contact and that sport was having sex with a male. If there were tournaments for such a sport that he would be a contestant.

They had finished eating, and Dale raised the question, and asked, “What are we going to do about the cart?”

Troy asked, “Are you talking about the cart or what we were going to do about Bud?”

Dale smiled and replied, “Bud. He had a nice ass. I would kind of like to see what it looks like. Wouldn’t you?”

“I would like to see that big tent in his pants. I’m sure that between us we can get him to show us what he has when he comes back for the cart.”

When Bud knocked on the door, Troy opened the door and pulled Bud inside, shut the door and Dale took off Bud’s jacket and shirt while Troy removed his pants, under shorts and shoes. They had Bud naked and laying down on his back on the bed before he knew what going on. Troy started sucking on Bud’s cock while Dale put lube up his asshole and put a condom on Troy’s cock. Then Dale straddled Bud and had Bud sucking on his cock. Troy inserted his cock into Bud’s ass and began fucking him. Dale moved so that Bud could still suck on his cock, but he could jack on Bud’s nine-inch cock at the same time. Within ten minutes, they had caused Bud to shoot off, redressed him, and he was staggering out of the door pushing the cart wondering what in the hell had happened to him.

The expression on Bud’s face when he left was priceless and Troy and Dale fell on the bed in hysterics. It was not long before they became serious and were concentrating on being served another serving of whip cream for their desserts. They had suck on each other’s pride and joy for a long time, and then Dale wanted the privilege of fucking Troy’s beautiful butt that he had admired all day. Dale gave Troy the best fucking of his life. While Dale was fucking him, Troy was determined that he was not going to shoot off until he had fucked Dale. He had Dale to stop several times to prevent him from shooting off. Dale was not helping out very much because he enjoyed jacking on Troy’s cock while he was fucking him. After a long length of time, Dale finally released his load deep into the bowels of Troy. Troy had proven that he was equally good at being a bottom as he was at being a top.

Troy gave Dale a few minutes to regain his breath before starting to fuck him. Troy was pounding away on Dale’s ass and told him that this was the best physical exercise that he could get to stay in shape for playing tennis. Troy was certainly getting exercise. Perspiration was pouring off of him and he was moving every muscle in his body. After a long length of time, Troy shot off. He got off of Dale long enough to remove his condom that was full of cum and put on another one. He had Dale lie down on his stomach and he lay down on top of him and started fucking him again. He had fucked Dale for some time and would quite for a minute or two and make a few more thrust and quite again. Dale realized that Troy had fallen asleep with his cock still inside him. He looked at his watch and it was nine o’clock. Dale thought to himself that Troy would get the sleep and rest that he needed before the tennis match the next morning.

The next morning at a quarter to seven the telephone rang and it was Wayne telling Troy to get his ass up and dressed and that he would pick him up in thirty minutes so they could go to breakfast before going for the tennis match. Nothing was said. It was just like the night before when nothing was ever said about Dale spending the night. It was just understood that Dale was going to go to the tennis match and spend the day and perhaps another night with Troy.

They got up, shaved, showed, dressed, and Troy had put clean shorts, shirt, jockey strap, and socks in his bag and had his tennis rackets and gear ready to go. He was wearing the shorts, shirt, and shoes that he was going to play tennis in.

When Wayne knocked on Troy’s door, it was not a surprise to see that Joe was standing there with a big smile on his face. They were not surprise to see that Dale had spent the night with Troy. They all went to breakfast together. During breakfast Wayne gave Troy a few pointers to help him with the game and made a few remarks that boosted Troy’s ego. Wayne made a remark about Ralph’s vulnerability in not being able to concentrate if he were to get mad. Troy put his arm around Dale’s shoulder and told Wayne that he had a plan. Nothing else was said and they left to go to the lockers and the tennis game.

When they got there, Troy wanted Dale to go with him to the locker room to put his things in the locker before the game was to begin. As they left the locker room, Troy saw Ralph coming down the hall towards them.

“Good morning Ralph. Looks like we have a nice day for tennis.”

“Well, if it is not the fruitcake. I’m going to beat you, you faggot”

“Really! How about us making a wager? If I win, you suck my buddy and my cocks. If you win, I will kiss you ass out on the tennis court in front of the crowd.”

Ralph replied, “There is no way that I am ever going to suck anyone’s cocks. I’m not a fucking queer.”

“Come on now. You are so damn sure you are going to win. Are you having second thoughts? Do you think that I could beat your butt playing tennis? Wouldn’t you enjoy seeing me kiss your butt in public? You could even drop your shorts and I will smack you on your bare fucking straight ass.”

Ralph was in a huff and as he was leaving, Dale put the final touch by asking, “Hey Ralph! How do you know that Troy is queer? The old saying is ‘It takes one to know one.’ Does that mean that you are a queer?”

Ralph wheeled around and started towards Dale and then realized that it would be best to ignore the remark.

Dale joined Joe and Wayne in the stands and waited for the game to begin. Troy won the first three games with ease. Ralph could not do anything right. Not only did Troy win the match but won the tournament.

With pride Troy took his trophy and they all went out to lunch at a nice restaurant to celebrate. After lunch they went to Troy’s room. Wayne called room service and ordered champagne. Bud showed up with the champagne and glasses. He seemed disappointed to see Wayne and Joe in the room. He was hoping that he would find only Troy and Dale. However, Troy insisted that he have a glass of champagne with them.

After Bud had drunk his champagne, Troy winked at him, and whisper, “Come back for the cart in and hour. It might take more than ten minutes this time.”


They all took off their shoes and socks. Everyone removed his shirts except Wayne who seemed a little modest. Troy had even removed his shorts and had nothing on but his jockey strap. They sit around drinking champagne and talking. Dale was sitting on the bed with his back propped up on the headboard, and Troy was sitting between his legs. Joe was sitting on the bed and Wayne was lying down with his head on Joe’s lap.

After Troy had drank a couple glasses of champagne, he told Wayne and Joe about the confrontation with Ralph before the game. Wayne became very upset and got all over Troy for doing such a thing. He told Troy that it was un-sportsman like and that he did not win the tournament fairly. Troy admitted that what he did was wrong, but never the less felt good by getting the best of one of the most conceited players on the circuit.

The sight of Troy’s near nude body began to get the best of Joe. He had an erection that Wayne head was lying on. Perhaps Wayne might not have been aware of Joe’s condition, but Joe kept twisting around trying to make his cock in a more comfortable. Joe’s moving around caught Wayne’s attention and realized the situation. He got off of the bed and helped Joe to his feet and told Troy that he and Joe were going to his room, and would call Troy latter to make plans to check out of the hotel and head home the next morning. They would have two days at home before leaving for the next tournament.

Wayne and Joe gatherer up their socks, shoes, and Joe’s shirt before leaving for Wayne’s room. Dale took off all of his clothes and lay down on the bed beside Troy who was still wearing his strap. They lay there in silence for sometime just playing and teasing each other’s nipples and running their fingers over each others bodies and periodically taking a hold gently squeezing each other’s simi-hard-ons. They were so relaxed and comfortable that every so often one or the other would doze off for a minute or two. Undoubtedly they had forgotten all about Bud’s returning for the cart.

When Bud knocked on the door, it startled both of them and they set straight up in bed. Troy got off of the bed to let Bud in. He was all smiles and his pants were already tenting when he came through the door. He stood at the foot of the bed and began slowly taking his clothes off and placing them neatly in a near by chair. No one said a word, but Troy and Dale looked on with interest and lust. By the time Bud was standing nude and his cock at full attention, both Troy and Dale had rip-roaring hard-ons. Troy stood up beside Bud put his arm around Bud’s waist and asked him what he wanted to do that he and Dale would do anything that he wanted. Bud had a big grin on his face and announced that he had an hour off from work and he wanted to suck each of their cocks, fuck both of them, and wanted both of them to suck his cock and to fuck him. Troy squeezed him and told him that that was a pretty big order, but that they would see what they could do.

Bud climbed up on the bed with Dale and began sucking on his cock. Troy got the lube and smeared some up his own asshole, then up Dale’s, and finally up Bud’s. He put on a condom and got into a position that he was fucking Bud’s ass while Bud was giving head to Dale. They had not been in this position very long when Dale moved around so his head was beneath Bud’s cock and Bud could still suck on his. Dale pulled Bud’s hips down lowering Bud’s cock into his mouth and throat while Troy was still fucking Bud’s asshole. Bud was sandwiched in between Dale having Bud’s cock down his throat and Troy fucking his ass. Bud set up a rhythm of pumping his cock in and out of Dale’s mouth while being fucked and also a rhythm of bobbing his head up and down on Dale’s ridged cock. All of them were going after it and were expressing the way they were enjoying themselves. After sometime, Troy asked Bud if he wanted to change positions. Bud did not stop giving head to Dale, but shook his head indicating negative. Some more time had elapsed and Troy asked Bud the same question and got another negative answer.

When Bud started shooting off into Dale’s throat, his nine-inch cock was so far down Dale’s throat that he did not even have to swallow his cum. It seem to Dale that Bud shot off for three or four minutes, and was still dripping cum when he pulled it out of his mouth. Troy glanced at his watch and they had been at it for fifty minutes. Bud was in somewhat of a daze. His legs were weak and he could hardly stand up. They helped him get dress and sent him on his merrily way not realizing that they had forgotten to put his underwear back on him.

All the sexual activity with Bud severed as an appetizer for Dale and Troy who had as yet not had an orgasm. Dale did something that he had wanted to do from the first time he had sex with Troy. He had Troy to lie down on his stomach and he began licking and kissing him starting at the back of his neck and working down his shoulders, back, and then spending a good bit of time on his buttocks, crack, legs, feet and toes. He then had him turn over and did the same thing to his front side again spending most of his time on his legs, feet and toes. Troy thought it felt so great that he did the same thing to Dale but spent more of his time in rimming Dale’s asshole. They got into a sixty-nine position and sucked each other’s cocks for a short time until both of them were fully primed again. Then they fucked each other until both had ejaculated and abundant amount of cum while inside each other.

They took a quick shower and lay back down on the bed and fell asleep. The phone woke them up and it was a little after five. Wayne wanted to know if they wanted to go with he and Joe to a gay bar and have a drink before going out for dinner. They both agreed to go. While they were getting dressed Dale told Troy that he was beginning to feel like Bud did. That his legs were weak and he hardly had energy enough to stand up. Troy began to hop around like he did when playing tennis waiting for the ball to be served to him. Troy told him that he needed to start playing tennis and get in shape. Dale replied by sticking his tongue out at him.

Joe drove his car and they got to Joe’s favorite bar. Joe and Wayne both order mix-drinks and Troy and Dale drank water. Troy and Dale danced together a number of times while Joe and Wayne where drinking one drink after the other. Before they left the bar both Joe and Wayne were well on their way to being intoxicated. Dale had managed to get possession on Joe’s car keys and drove them to the restaurant. There was a long line for customers waiting to be seated. The restaurant had a bar and Joe and Wayne insisted that they go into the bar and have drinks until a table was available. They had two more drinks before they were seated for dinner. They placed their orders and the food was severed fairly soon afterwards. Wayne ate about half of the food that was on his plate and pushed his plate back on the table and say that he was not hungry, but he wanted another drink. Joe put his fork down on the plate and stood up and asked Wayne if he wanted to go with him back to the bar and they would wait for Troy and Dale there.

Joe and Wayne getting drunk did not surprise Troy or Dale. They finished their meal and went to the bar to get Joe and Wayne. They were so drunk that they had to be helped to the car. They put them in the back seat and headed to the hotel. Dale told Troy that he would have to take Joe home after they got to the hotel and got Wayne to his room.

When they got to the hotel, Joe had passed out on the back seat and they managed to get Wayne out of the car and to his room. They got him on the bed and pulled off all of his clothes. Wayne rolled over on his back and went to sleep before they got his socks and shoes off.

Troy looked at Wayne’s nude body and then looked at Dale, and said, “Help yourself to dessert if you want too. The fucker will never know you have taken his whipped cream.”

Dale reached over and took a hold of his limp dick, held it up, and let go of it, and replied, “I think that Joe had already drained him dry.”

Troy told Dale to wait just a minute that it was pay back time. He went into the bathroom and brought back a can of Wayne’s shaving soap and a tube of KY. He stuck the tube of KY up Wayne’s ass and emptied it. Then he took the shaving soap and sprayed the entire can all over Wayne’s crouch, stomach, and chest. They turned the lights out in Wayne’s room, and left.

Troy insisted that Dale go to his room for dessert before he went home. Dale kept telling Troy that Joe was out in the car and that he needed to get him home. Troy paid Dale no attention and ushered him into his room. He got Dale’s pants and shorts down around his legs and removed his own shorts and underwear. He struck the pose as if he were serving a tennis ball and yelled that he was the server of the dessert. Then he started jumping around like he was preparing to hit the ball that was being served to him. His cock and balls where jumping up and down, and he was getting an erection. He told Dale that he was whipping the cream. He hopped around like that for several minutes until his cock was so stiff that it was no longer bouncing around. He took a hold of Dale’s shoulders and pushed him down on his knees and inserted his cock down Dale’s throat. With a combination of Dale moving his head back and forth and Troy’s thrusting motions, with in a very short time he shot off his creamy cum down Dale’s throat. Dale then stood up and with in a few moments Troy was on his knees giving head to Dale. After consecutively deep throating and stimulating Dale’s cock along with Troy’s invasive finger massaging his prostrate Dale release an adequate amount of his whip cream to temporarily satisfy Troy’s craving for sex and cum.

Troy walked with Dale to his car and thanked him for being a fan and showing him a good time. He told Dale again how lonely it was to travel from tournament to tournament and not be able to have any long-term relationship with anyone.

Dale drove Joe home and parked his car in his driveway. He tried to wake Joe up, but was unsuccessful. He left Joe’s drunken ass in the back seat of the car, and walked six blocks to this apartment.

Dale is looking forward to hearing Joe’s account as to what he and Wayne did in Wayne’s hotel room. He is also looking forward to the next tennis tournament hoping that Troy will be one of the contenders.

 

[quasar]

Re: Playing The Game With A Tennis Player

Yet another winner!!! I'm so envious of your talent! Cheers, Dave.

 

[unoponcho]

Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

By Kevin – unoponcho

Like many college students during the summer I had a job trying to earn money to help pay for my college education. I had just finished my sophomore year and had the same summer job that I had had the previous summer. I was working in an office for a large company. I was working in the personnel department and one of my main responsibilities was to check out the references and background information of applicants that were seeking employment with the company. Also, for the second year in a row, I was living and taking care of my grandparents’ home while they were traveling abroad for the summer.

My grandparents were not what I would call rich or wealthy, but they lived in a nice home and neighborhood and had accumulated enough money that they lived comfortably with no financial problems. My arrangement with them was that I would live in their home rent free with all utilities paid and look after their home while they were gone. They had a yard service crew and a swimming pool service to take care of the yard and swimming pool, but they agreed to pay me if I preformed those services, which I readily agreed to do. By taking care of the yard and swimming pool provided me with enough money to pay for my food during the summer months.

Last summer when I was mowing the lawn and working around the house, I had seen the high school kid across the street numerous times working in his yard. We always waved at each other, but we never met. Whenever he worked in his yard, like myself, he wore either swimming trunks or short shorts, socks and work boots or tennis shoes. I had heard my grandparents talking about him, and they had told me what a nice young man he was. They told me his name was Joel.

I had finished my sophomore year and my grandparents had left for Europe. I had been at my grandparents home and work for two weeks. I always did the chores around their house on Saturdays and generally I washed my car on Sunday morning and spent the afternoon either at the pool, go to a movie or do something that I enjoyed doing. The prior weekend while working in the yard, Joel was working in his yard. I realized how much Joel had filled out and had become a very handsome looking young man. I didn’t think much about it and still thought of him as a young kid. Like the previous year, he waved and spoke to me when he saw me, but we still had not met each other. He did know my name and I assumed that my grandparents had told him who I was.

The second Saturday that I was there, I got up early hoping to get started before it got hot and started mowing the lawn. I had no more than started and Joel began mowing his lawn. As usual he waved and yelled, “Good morning Bill”. For some reason I began to realize that Joel was watching me more than usual. By mid-afternoon, I had finished mowing, edging, watering, weeding the flower beds, and had cleaned up the tools and lawn mower and returned them to the shed in the back. I took a shower, got dressed, and decided that I was going to walk down to the grocery store and purchase what few groceries that I needed. While I was in the grocery store, I saw Joel and I could swear that he was following me around. I returned home and put up the groceries and ate a bite before cleaning the swimming pool. After I got the swimming pool taken care of, I ate an early dinner and then walked to a nearby city park.

A walked around in the park for a while and sat down on a bench that was near the sidewalk. It was beginning to cool off some and the sun was beginning to go down. It was quiet and peaceful. I was just relaxing and enjoying being out of doors. Joel walked up and sat down beside me.

He put out his hand, and said, “Bill, I think that it is time that we meet each other. My name is Joel.”

I replied, “Hi Joel. Yes it is time that we met. In fact it is past time. I have just got to ask you, are you following me? You were at the grocery store and now you are here.”

Joel lowered his head and mumbled, “Yeah. I have wanted to meet and talk to you for a long time.”

“What would you like to talk about?”

Joel squirmed around on the bench, and there was a pause, and then he said, “Darn it! I have rehearsed in my mind what I was going to say and ask you, and now I don’t know how…..Bill, I think that I am gay…No, I know I am gay. I’m in the closet and want to come out, but I am afraid. Your grandparents told me that you were gay. Could you help me? I am so fucking confused and I have so many questions and so much to learn and I have no one to help me.”

“Joel I will do what I can. What makes you think that you are gay?”

“Will you promise not to laugh at me or hate me?”

“Of course I want laugh at you and why should I hate you?

“Because for a long time now, I have fantasized about having sex with you. When I beat my tallywacker, I think of you. I want my first gay sexual experience to be with you.”

“Joel, you are just a kid. I am several years older than you.”

“I’m no longer a kid or jail bait, if that is what you are worried about. I turned eighteen three weeks ago. I have graduated from high school and will start to college in the fall. Bill, please teach me what gay sex is all about?”

“Well now Joel, this may take some time and I hardly think that this is the place. Let’s go back to my grandparents place and we can talk there. What about your parents? Are they expecting you back home?”

“No. My parents are out of town for the weekend and will not be back until Monday morning.”

They got up and as they were walking back home, Bill put his arm around Joel’s shoulder and asked, “Why do you fantasize about having sex with me of all people?”

“Because you are the best looking man that I have ever seen. I wished I was half as good looking as you are.”

“Me oh my. You have just made my day. Now, I think that we have a lot of talking to do. You be thinking about all the questions that you want to ask, and if I know the answers, I will do my best to answer them for you. You must understand that I am no expert. I have not had an over abundant of experiences in this area myself. I may even have to ask you questions that I don’t understand.”

When they got to Bill’s grandparents home, they did not bother to turn on any of the lights, and went into the den. It was cool enough on the outside that Bill opened the sliding glass doors out onto the patio and swimming pool. The lights from the swimming pool provided enough light into the den that caused a comfortable relaxed atmosphere. Bill got them a cold drink; they took off their shoes and shirts so that they were more comfortable. Bill sat down on the couch and Joel sat down in a chair that was nearby.

“Joel, why don’t we start off by you telling me what you do know about man to man sex and what experiences that you have had.”

“What I know is from what I have learned on the Internet. My only experience has been with one of my former best friends. He spent a couple nights with me and we jacked each other off. When he learned that I wanted to try to do more than jack off, he refused, called me a fucking queer, and has not spoken to me since. He is the only guy that I have ever touched in an intimate way and the only one that I have ever seen in person with an erection. I miss his friendship, but if he cannot except me for who I am, then he is not much of a friend….Would you mind telling me about some of your experiences, what you did, and what it was like?”

“Sure! I was more fortunate than you. When I was a senior in high school, I had two best friends. We ran around together, and occasionally spent the nights together at one another’s homes. We played around with each other in bed. At first we jacked each other off, and then we began experimenting and sucked each other off. There was no name-calling and neither of us ever thought about the fact that we where queer. It was just something that we did to relieve our teenage sexual drive. It was not until we got into college that one of these friends and I omitted to the fact that we were gay. The other friend believed that he was bi and became determined that he was going to stop having sex with men and was going to live a straight life, which to date he has done so. He got a girl pregnant during his Freshmen year, they dropped out of college, got married and he is a father of a son.”

“Bill, before you continue, would it be okay if I came over and sat next to you?”

“Sure. Be my quest.”

Joel moves over on the couch, sat down and casually put his hand on my leg. “Did you and your friend have sex while you were in college?”

“Yeah, a few times, and then we met other guys and started having sex with them. We are still good friends and share information about our sexual encounters with each other. His taste in men is entirely different from mine. He is attracted to the nellie effeminate type of men, where I prefer the more everyday type of a guy.”

“Bill, what type of guy am I? Do I fall into the category of being an everyday type?”

I put his hand on top of Joel’s hand that he had move up my leg near my crotch, and I replied, “No not exactly, Joel. You are much too handsome to be considered the everyday type. You are more of the type that I would like to have sex with, but fall in the category that I could only dream about, but I would never be so lucky.”

Joel grinned and then moved his hand and rested it on top of my crotch. “Tell me more about some of your experiences. Have you ever fucked or been fucked before?”

“Yeah, a couple of times. I am what they call versatile. I sometime enjoy fucking a man and at times I don’t mind being fucked. I prefer oral sex most of all, but it depends on the person I am with. If he likes anal sex, then I will go along with it so long as we both have pleasure in doing so.”

“Doesn’t it hurt to be screw in the ass?”

“Yes and no. At first sometimes there is a little pain to be expected, but after getting use to the penetration it becomes a strange kind of a pleasure that I cannot express in words. It is just something that you will have to experience for yourself.”

“Bill, would you fuck me sometime?….I mean would you have sex with me and teach me how to suck a cock? I can feel your hard cock in your shorts. Would you mind letting me play with it and see if I could suck it? It feels like a monster and I don’t know if I could do it or not, but I want to try.”

I stood up and removed my shorts and briefs and tossed them onto the nearby chair. Then I helped Joel up off of the couch and removed his clothes.

When I saw Joel’s erections, I took a hold of it, looked into Joel’s eyes, and said, “Talk about a monster. Joel you really have a beauty. Oh my God. That thing must be eight or more inches.”

I dropped down on his knees and began sucking on his cock. He took in a deep breath and held it for a time, and as he let it out, he was screaming, “Hooooolllllllyyyy Shhhhhhhiiiitttttt. Ohhhhh Bill. Please don’t stop.”

I had no intention of stopping, however, after the first time I sucked his entire cock into his mouth and throat, his legs got so weak that he had a hard time standing up. I had him sit down on the couch and got between his thighs and preceded to bob my head up and down on his cock, while I either had my hands cupping his buttocks or holding onto his testicles. Joel could not keep still. He was thrashing around on the couch mumbling something to himself or moaning loudly. I could tell that he was close to shooting off. I did not know whether to try to delay or let him shoot off only after a very short time of giving him head. Before I arrived at a decision, Joel made the choice. Not imagining that I would let him shoot off in my mouth, he tried to pull away from me knowing that he was about to shoot off. I refused to let go of his erection and was deep throating him when he began to spurt a number of shots of cum down my throat.

I had never experienced having anyone shoot off with such a force that I could feel the cum hit the back of my throat. I pumped Joel’s cock dry before releasing it. He was sprawled out on the couch as limp as a dishrag and breathing like he had been running a mile race. I stayed on my knees between Joel’s thighs and rubbed Joel’s legs, hips stomach while I teased his nuts and semi-hard by licking, kissing and sucking them, and convinced myself that there was still life there and with a little coaxing that I could get him hard again.

Joel on the other hand had different ideas in mind. As soon as he got over the aftermath of his gratifying orgasm, he got off of the couch and had me sit down. Joel told me that it was his time to try, and instructed me to stop him at anytime and tell him what he was doing wrong. Joel knelt down between my legs. He took and holds onto my cock and looked at it while he stroked it for a couple of minutes, and sighed real big. It was as if he was trying to build up courage to put it into his mouth. He put it off a short time by licking the head and then the shank. He looked at it again and let out another big sigh. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and tried to swallow my entire cock in one movement. He gagged a little and then tried again. This time he did not gag and before long had proven to both himself and to me that he could suck cock. After he had set up a tempo, I unconsciously put my hands on each side of his head.

Joel rose up releasing my cock and asked, “Am I doing something wrong?”

I looked down at him, realizing that Joel thought by my holding his head that I thought that he was doing something wrong.

I grinned, patted him on the face, and said, “No. Joel you are not doing a thing wrong. No one has sucked my cock any better than what you are doing.”

With that bit of encouragement, Joel kept looking up at me as he began repeatedly deep throating me in succession, and was watching the expressions of pleasure shown on my face. Joel remembers how it felt when I ran his fingers over his body and while I held onto his nuts. He tried to do the same thing to me, but occasionally was distracted by feeling the need to jack on his own newly returned erection.

When I felt Joel’s arm hitting on my leg while jacking on himself, I decided to give Joel the experience of sucking off each other at the same time. I interrupted Joel giving me head just long enough for me to get down on the floor on my back. The floor had a thick soft rug that felt almost like a bed. I showed Joel how to get on top of me so that we could suck each other’s cocks. It took Joel a few minutes and he thought that he understood how this position would work. He was trying to suck my cock without putting any of his weight on to me. I had the tip of Joel’s cock in my mouth, but the way Joel had his legs and hip there was no way for me to deep throat him. It took me using some force to get Joel to lie down, straighten out his legs and letting his cock slip all the way down my throat and fuck my face like I was encouraging him to do. As soon as he understood that he was not causing any discomfort to me, he returned to sucking on my ridged member and was slowly fucking my face at the same time.

We had established a routine and each of us were receiving pleasure, and were letting each other know how we were enjoying ourselves by our moaning and groaning sounds as well as the aggressive movement of our hands and fingers exploring each other’s bodies. After some length of time I began to feel the pressure and new that my climax was getting fairly close. I move my feet up and bent my knees so that I could raise my hips up and down in coordination with Joel’s bobbing his head up and down. I growled a couple of times and took a strong hold of Joel’s buttocks to warn Joel of my forthcoming climax. It had been a couple weeks since I had shot off and I let go a built up load of cum that Joel had some difficulty in swallowing, but managed and was most pleased with himself in doing so. He was also surprise at the taste of cum, which he had always imagined that it would be gross.

Joel thought that it was all over with and started to get off of me. I still had Joel’s hard dick down my throat and wasn’t about to let go of it until Joel shot off again. With my hands I directed Joel to lie back down on top of me and continue to fuck my face. Joel lay back down and continued to hump my face. He tried a couple of times to suck some more life into my limp dick, but soon gave up and lay his head down on my crotch, put his arms around my butt and began concentrating on fucking my face as fast and hard as he could move his butt. It was hardly anytime before Joel was shooting more cum down my gullet.

Joel was so beat that he had difficulty in rolling off of me. I got up and moved around beside Joel. I rose up on my elbow and reached over and ran my fingers over Joel’s lightly hairy cover chest. I teased and played with his nipples until he had recovered enough, and said, “Oh my God Bill. That was so fucking great. Bill, how did I do? Was it as good for you as it was for me? I know that’s impossible. It could not have been half as good for you as it was for me.”

“Joel, in my books you are one of the best sexual partners that I have ever been with. I am so pleased that you found me attractive enough that you wanted to share your first time experience with me. I just want you to know that I am here and anytime you have any questions, want to talk, or have sex again, I am available…..Now, I have a frozen pizza in the refrigerator that I can heat up if you would like to share it with me.”

“I would love to have some pizza…Bill, would you do me a couple of favors. Don’t put your clothes back on yet. I want to look and memorize what you look like naked, and while the pizza is in the oven, I want to play with and suck on your dick and balls. The second favor is…can I come over tomorrow and get you to fuck my virgin ass. I want you to the first one to ever fuck me.”

“I don’t know Joel. You have such a cute ass that I don’t know if I can fuck it or not. Why don’t you just come over and you might have to suck on my cock some more before I try and fuck you.”

I got up on my knees beside Joel. I leaned over and took Joel’s soft cock into my mouth and played with it for a few moments with my tongue, released, and kissed it. I rolled Joel over on his stomach and bent over and planted a juicy kiss on each of the cheeks of his butt, and then quickly took a bite on one of them before I jumped up and moved out of Joel’s reach.

I went into the kitchen and put the pizza in the oven and set the timer. When I returned to the den, Joel was sitting on the couch and motioned to me to come and stand in front of him. He reached around my hips and pulled me up close and started sucking on my semi-hard. This time when I put my hands on Joel’s head, Joel just looked up at me and winked without missing a beat while bringing me to another firm erection. I tried to explain to Joel that there was no way that I could cum again so soon. Joel paid me no attention, and by the time the timer went off so did I. To my amazement I shot off as much cum if not more that my previous climax. My excitement and pleasure had caused Joel to become aroused again, but he quickly got dressed while I was getting the pizza out of the oven and was slicing it.

While we were eating, I invited Joel to spend the night with me, but Joel told me that he needed to go home that his parents might call and be concerned because he did not answer the phone. Joel talked some about his part-time job. He had a job working as a cashier at a local restaurant and worked from four in the afternoon until eleven o’clock six nights a week and Saturday was his only day off. I suggested that Joel come for lunch tomorrow and we would cook something on the grill out by the pool, perhaps take a swim, and then see about what we could do to eliminating Joel’s serious problem of having a virgin asshole before he had to go to work.

Sunday morning I had just about finished washing my car that was out on the driveway in front of the house. I was only wearing a pair of short shorts and no underwear and was barefooted. Joel came over and all he had on was a pair of short shorts. Joel helped me rinse and dry off the car. We both had managed to get our shorts wet.

We went inside and while I was getting the food out and things ready to cook on the grill outside, Joel went out back, took off his wet shorts, hung them on a chair to dry, and jumped into the pool and was swimming laps. The sight of Joel’s nude body in the swimming pool caused me to get a boner. I rushed around getting things ready for lunch. I put the meat on the grill and quickly removed my wet shorts and lay them out to dry along side Joel’s. I dove into the pool, and interrupted Joel’s swimming laps. We were hugging and playing with each other’s erections, and could not keep our hands off of each other. Both were nearing having a climax when I realized that I had to get out and turn the meat on the grill. Joel got out of the pool and followed me. While I was trying to turn the meat on the grill, Joel was behind me and had reached around me and was stroking on both his and my erection. I gave him an ultimatum of either stop now or he would be eating burnt meat for lunch.

Joel backed away and went over and sat down in a chair near the patio table where we were going to eat lunch. Joel pulled one of his legs up and rested his foot on the seat of the chair near his butt. He still had a hard on that he resisted touching in hopes that it would go down. He was watching my every move as I buzz around trying to get lunch ready even though my cock was at full attention.

We sat down across the table from each other and tried to eat our lunch. Neither one of us said anything. We just exchanged glances, smiles, and gobbled down our food as fast as we could. Each of us was as horny as we could be and knew what each other were thinking. While we were eating, we were holding on to our stiffs that refused to go down. Joel kept watching me while I ate. As soon as I appeared to have finished eating, Joel jumped up and walked around the table and stood by me. I intuitively knew what Joel wanted and moved my chair around and began giving him head.

Joel said, “Please suck my cock. I don’t want to shoot off until later. Right now I just want you to suck on it. Ohhhh Goooddd. Bill you certainly know how to make a man feel good. Ohhhh Shiiiiittt. I’m not going to be able to take much more of this.”

I swallowed Joel’s full eight inches burying my nose in Joel’s bushy pubic hair, and twisting my head to be sure that I had consumed every fraction of an inch into my mouth and throat.

Joel was going, “MMMMMMMMMMMM, Ohhhhhh Shiiiiiiiitttttt!!!!”

I then took on the challenge of getting both of Joel’s balls into my mouth at one time and rolling them around with my tongue. Joel kept shifting his feet around and thrusting his hips back and forth causing his balls to almost pop out of my mouth. I would not let them go. Joel had his ass cheeks so firmly tightened that it was difficult for me, but I had managed to work my finger up his ass so that I was rubbing and teasing Joel’s virgin anus. When Joel realized that I was knocking at his back door, he suddenly relaxed, lifted one of his legs up and put his foot on the seat of the chair where I was sitting, giving me free access to his hole. I chose not to penetrate at this time, but continued to rub and tease not only Joel’s asshole, but also the whole areas from the base of Joel’s nuts to the top of the crack in Joel’s ass.

I was pumping my head back and forth on Joel’s cock deep throating him occasionally. I felt Joel put his hands around my head. I pulled away from Joel releasing his throbbing cock, looked up at him, smiled and asked, “Am I doing something wrong?”

Joel swatted him across the head, and said, “You fucker!!! You had better stop now or I will blow your head off with my cum. Oh Shit. You make my cock feel so great. Sex just cannot be any better than this…. Now stand up and let me sit down. I am an apprentice and I need to learn how to please you like you please me.”

As we were swapping places, I said, “So you want to become a master cocksucker do you. Practice on this a while.”

I took a hold of my ridged member and slapped it across his face several times; before he could get a hold of it and hold it still long enough to get it into his mouth. He was able to remember everything that I had done to him to make him feel good. He in turned did the same things to me.

After some length of time, it was not I that stopped Joel before I was about to climax. It was Joel who suddenly stopped giving head and told me that he had to stop that he was about to shoot off. For Joel to quickly cool down before he lost his load, he jumped up and dove into the swimming pool and start swimming laps.

While Joel was swimming laps, I cleared off the patio table, put up the left over food, and straighten up the kitchen, before jumping in the pool with Joel.

Both of us had lost our erections and had been horsing around in the water for some time. I hopped out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool. Joel came over and spread my legs out a bit and began sucking on my soft penis. Before very long I was again fully aroused. I had lain back on my back and was letting Joel give me pleasure. I rose up on his elbows and watched Joel give me head. The concrete surface that I was lying on became uncomfortable. I put my legs on Joel’s shoulders and began to scoot off the edge of the swimming pool back into the water, while Joel continued to suck on my cock. Without previously planning out my move I had suddenly maneuvered myself so I was on top of Joel’s shoulders with my cock still in his mouth, and I managed to sit up straight holding onto Joel’s head for balance. It was the same as being in back of Joel and sitting on Joel’s shoulders but in reverse. I was able to move my butt back and forth more or less fucking Joel’s mouth. We were only able to keep this position for a short period of time. It was awkward but was interesting and Joel took his turn in trying it. I took advantage of this situation by holding onto Joel’s buttocks and for the first time Joel had his asshole penetrated by one of my fingers.

Joel slid his legs off of my shoulders, and I had Joel lay down on the edge of the swimming pool on his stomach with his butt dangling off the edge and his feet and legs still in the water. I spread the cheeks of Joel’s butt and gave Joel his first fifteen-minute rimming job. As he was lying prone on the concrete, Joel’s immediate reaction was slapping his hands on the concrete and mumbling incoherently to himself.
I had licked and teased Joel’s balls, area between his balls and his asshole, and I was able to pull Joel’s hard cock that was dangling off of the edge back far enough that I could suck the head and several inches. When I had finished rimming and inserting two fingers into Joel’s hole, I thought that he was loose enough to be fucked for the first time.

I climbed out of the pool and helped Joel up, and we went into my bedroom without even taking time to dry off. That morning in anticipation of having anal sex with Joel, I had put several condoms and lube on a nearby nightstand. I had Joel to lie down on the bed on his back. I got upon the bed straddled him, put my cock up to Joel’s lips and let him suck on it for several minutes while I unwrapped a condom. After Joel had me rock hard, I put on the condom while Joel interestedly observed. Then I scooted backwards until Joel’s cock was touching my asshole. I lowered my hips and Joel’s cock was almost going into my asshole. I instructed Joel that he would be in the same position that I was in in a few minutes and told him how he was to sit down on my fuckpole. I then scooted down further and gave head to Joel for a short time, and then rimmed him again for several minutes, before applying lube up his hole and onto to my rubber covered cock.

I lay down on my back and told Joel to get on top of me. Joel straddled me and got into position. He was looking at me for instructions. I said, “Joel the most important thing is for you to just relax. Don’t rush it. You may experience some discomfort at first. If you do, just pause for a while until the pain subsides and then take some more of my cock inside you. There is no hurry. I want your cheery, but there is no rush.

Bill very patiently gave Joel instructions and guided him through the process of having anal sex.

It was not long before Joel had my entire cock inside him. He bounced up and down on my cock for a time, and then we and changed into a number of different positions while I fucked his ass. Joel was lying on his back with his legs on my shoulders, when I began to shoot off.

I was so drained that I fell over on the bed lying on my stomach. Joel was so turned on and excited over just having been fucked that he could not stand it. He got up and got the lube and went to work preparing my asshole so he could fuck me. I did not even have the energy to protest or encourage. Before I realized what was going on, Joel had put on a condom and had his big fuckpole up my ass. Joel was lying on top of me fucking me like mad. Joel had been building up his load ever since the night before. He had one and only one thing on his mind now. He was going to have a climax of all climaxes.

His concentration was interrupted. We heard someone say, “Well, I be damn. I believe that I timed this just about right.”

Joel turned around and looked and there was a man that he had never seen before standing in the door. He was unzipping his pants and taking his stiff cock out.

I raised my head up, looked, and said, “Oh Fuck! What in the hell are you doing here Marcus?”

Marcus replied, “Now, is that away to greet an old fuck buddy. I knew you were back in town and I just dropped by to say hello. I did not know that you where going to be so busy. I just thought that we could exchange blowjobs.”

Marcus was standing in the doorway beating on his nice piece of meat while staring at Joel’s nude body.

I looked up at Joel. Joel grinned at me. I said, “Marcus this is Joel, Joel! Marcus. Marcus, Joel was promoted today as a Master Cocksucker. If you ask him properly he just might suck on your cock. If not, you are out of luck. I’m so fucking pooped that I can’t help you.”

Marcus stepped over and shook Joel’s hand. Joel’s cock was still buried up my ass. Joel looked Marcus in the eyes and then down at his big salami. Joel told Marcus to get undress and to join the party.

While Marcus was getting undressed, I turned over on my back, put a pillow under my hips raising my butt up so Joel could fuck me. Joel had all ready pushed his cock back into my hole when Marcus got on the bed and stood up straddling me and had his cock in front of Joel’s face. Joel never varied from his rhythm of fucking motions, but took a hold of Marcus’s cock and examined it before taking it into his mouth. When Marcus took a hold of Joel’s head he could not help from being amused. He had not even started giving head to Marcus and knew that he could not possibly be doing anything wrong. Joel did not know anything about Marcus’s personality, but he knew that Marcus had a good-looking body and a nice size cock. Marcus was blocking his view and he could no longer see the expressions on my face, but he could tell by my attempting to move my ass around that I was coming to life again and he took a hold of my cock that was rapidly getting hard. Joel was having difficulty in concentrating and doing three things at one time. He was giving head to Marcus, fucking my ass, and jacking on my cock at the same time.

Marcus had received head for sometime and decided that he wanted to fuck Joel. Joel told Marcus that his ass was reserved for my use only. I overheard Joel’s comment and felt real honored. Marcus however got behind Joel and was finger fucking him and playing with Joel’s buttocks while Joel was getting close to having a climax in my asshole. I knew that Joel was getting close and began to gyrate my ass and tighten up and flex my asshole. Joel shot off the most cum that he had ever remembered doing before.

I pull the pillow out from under my butt, slid my legs off of Joel’s shoulders, and Joel collapsed on top of me. Marcus continued to use his big finger and massaged Joel prostrate forcing the last drop of his cum into his all ready filled condom. Joel had lay on top of me for a few minutes, before looking at his watch.

Joel said, “Oh my God. I’ve got to get my ass up or I will be late for work.”

Joel quickly removed his used condom, disposed of it in the bathroom, put on his shorts, told Marcus that it was nice to meet him, and told me that he would call me later. By the time Joel left the bedroom, Marcus was all ready on top of me fucking me in the ass.

Marcus took his time and fucked me while we were in several different positions before he shot off. While he was getting dressed, I asked him how he got into my house. He told me that I had left the back gate to the swimming pool open. Typical Marcus, he did not say kiss my foot or anything. He just left like he just appeared.

Later that night Joel called me from work and expressed his appreciation for my being so nice to him and teaching him about gay sex. He said that he had started to compile a list of questions that he wanted to ask me. With his work hours we possibly would not see each other until the following weekend. He wanted to know about Marcus. I gave him a brief background and told him that I had met Marcus last summer and we had sex a couple of times and I had not seen or heard from him since last summer. I told Joel that Marcus had one peculiarity. That he was also versatile, but after he had shot off that he was no longer interested in having sex for a while. He was extremely selfish and he never cared if his sexual partner was gratified or not once he had had a climax. I asked Joel if he were interested in having sex with Marcus again, that I was sure that Marcus would be asking about him. Joel told me that as long as he could have sex with me that he was not interested in having sex with anyone else.

Monday and Tuesday I had not heard from Joel. I had only eaten once at the restaurant where Joel worked. Wednesday evening I decided to go eat dinner at Joel’s restaurant. He was very pleased to see me. While I was eating, he took his fifteen-minute break and sat down and talked to me. He asked me if I had anything planned for the coming weekend. I told him that I did not have anything plan and he was welcome to come over if he would like. He asked me if I would mind if he came Friday night after he got off work at eleven o’clock and spend the weekend with me. I reminded him that I would have to take care of the yard work, clean the swimming pool, and run some errands on Saturday. As he was going back to work, he patted me on my shoulder and told me he was looking forward to Friday night.

When I got home Friday afternoon, the yard had been mowed, edged, and the swimming pool had been cleaned. I looked across the street and Joel’s yard had also been mowed. Joel showed up a little after eleven o’clock. We had sex for an hour or so, and off and on most of Saturday, and most all day Sunday. The entire weekend we did nothing but have sex together, talked, eat, took naps, and slept together. Joel would never admit that he was the one that had mowed my yard or cleaned the swimming pool.

For the rest of the summer, Joel and I spent our weekends together, and I never had to take care of the yard or swimming pool. My routine of washing my car ever Sunday morning also changed. If it got washed every other weekend, was fine, if not so be it. Joel and I had more important matters to take care of.

Towards, the end of the summer, Joel’s parents very nonchalantly ask him if he was having sex with me. Joel just as casual as could be answered, “Yeah. Bill and I are both gay.” Undoubtedly that was a satisfactory answer for his parents and nothing else was ever said. From then on Joel never tried to hide the fact that he was gay. Being the gentleman that he is, he never made a big issue out of it either.

When we parted at the end of the summer to go to our individual colleges, we left with plans for seeing each other during the Christmas holidays, spring break, and then have all next summer together, and in the mean time we would keep in touch by sending emails to each other.


The only way that the authors of the stories posted here can know if you have read them or what you thought of them is for you to respond with your comments.

Please, do let us know what you think of these stories. --Thanks

Kevin
unoponcho

 

[agj25us]

Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Your stories never cease to give me a raging hard-on Unoponcho!
A very sexy, erotic yet touching one.
Thanks as always.
(I'm always in the mood for some more Hispanic/Mexican flavor stories anytime you can fit them in.... )

 

[Alicia81]

Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

That was a great story!!!!!!

KEEP WRITTING THEM PLEASE

alicia

 

[Chipped]

Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Great story! i'm going dig through some old disks and find what I wrote about a similar event in my life. If i find the text, I'll send it to you.

Keep up the good work,
Chip

 

[valle12tom]

Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Kevin - Thanks for yet another story. I am not sure how you find the time to write all that you do. This one is nice and I like the characters and want to mee them!

thanks and peace

 

[allend]

Re: Eighteen-Year-Old Stud Coming Out Of The Closet

Awesome story Kevin..Keep up the good work..ur stories are always good...i dont think i have read a bad one yet.

 

[unoponcho]

New Gay Members In The Neighborhood Association -- Chapters 1 to 7

New Gay Members In The Neighborhood Association

By Kevin – unoponcho

Chapter 1

A developer had built around two hundred homes in an area that he designated as The Ridgewood Estates. They were very nice homes that were intended for the upper middle class. The entrance had curved rock walls with and granite stone with the inscription of the name of the Ridgewood Estates. It was beautifully landscaped with shrubs, flowers, and lights. There was a bridge over a creek that had been dammed up and a fountain in the pond on each side of the bridge. There were a lot of trees and natural undergrowth up and down the creek with pathways for walking or cycling. When you drove into the housing area, each house was a different design yet all fit into the same scheme of overall luxurious appearance.

Anyone that purchased one of these homes was required to pay dues and be a member of the Neighborhood Association. There were several pages of legal documents that a new owner had to agree and sign. There were numerous things listed that were not permissible such as parking RV’s, boats, etc. in front or on the property. All the rules were for the purpose of maintaining a nice looking neighborhood and keeping the property values high.

After I graduated from college, I went to work for a company that was growing. I had worked for the company for five years and had lived in an inexpensive apartment. During the past five years, I had received seven promotions with huge salary increases, and there still were prospects for future promotions. I had save my money and purchased one of the three-bedroom homes in The Ridgewood Estates believing that it was a good investment. It was the nicest home that I had ever lived in before.

The developer had landscaped all of the homes that he had built and had planted shrubs, trees, flowerbeds and grass. There naturally were some initial expenses necessary to move in. Blinds, draperies, refrigerator and furniture had to be purchased or installed. I of course had to either purchase a lawnmower and tools to take care of the small front and back yard or hire someone to take care of it for me. I chose to save money and do it myself.

I had not lived in the house very long until I received a notice of a meeting of the Neighborhood Association. Nothing much of interest took place at the meeting, but I did meet Earl who was the President of the Association and was a retired judge. I did not get to meet Jerry, the Vice-President, but certainly was impressed by his appearance. He was my age and was one more good-looking fucking stud. I did not know if he might be gay or not. I suspected that all of the members and homeowners there were straight and many of them had children.

A couple more meetings were called, and I made a point to sit on the front row so I would have a good view of Jerry. Officially we had not met, but we kept catching each other smiling and looking one another over. I still did not know if Jerry were married or straight, but there was no doubt that we both were attracted to each other.

During the last meeting the President advised us of the fact that another developer had purchase a large acreages adjacent to the Ridgewood Estates and was planning on building low income houses, which would possible devalue our homes. It was at this meeting that I learned that Jerry was an attorney and was providing his legal services to the association free of charge. Jerry made a short speech indicating what could be done to prevent the developer from proceeding with his plans for building low-income houses so near to our property. He was going to do some investigating and keep the membership appraised as to when the next City Zoning Committee was to meet, and that would be our best way of protesting the new construction.

By this time I had lived in my new home for close to six months. During that time I had never had anyone to come to see me or ring my front door bell. I had become so relaxed that I felt at ease running around nude inside my house. I had gotten into a routine of coming in from work, going into my bedroom, taking off my clothes, fixing and eating dinner, and then watching a gay porn tape while I relaxed and masturbated in my Jacuzzi.

Around eight o’clock on a Thursday night, I was in the Jacuzzi watching a porn movie with the sound turned up louder than usual, and I was beating on my fully aroused cock, when the doorbell rang. I jumped out of the Jacuzzi and there was nothing that I could put on to go answer the door. I grabbed up a small towel and headed to the door. I thought that it being so late that who ever was at the door must have had a good reason for being there. I cracked open the door and Jerry was standing there looking me up and down and smiling.

He said, “Hello Kenneth. It looks like I interrupted you at the wrong time. May I come in? I have some important information to talk to you about. Earl, our President, and I are going around tonight and talking to all of the members. You are the last person on my lists.”

Jerry did not give me a chance to tell him to come in. He just stepped inside and I don’t know if he did it on purpose or not but as he passed me, his hand rubbed up against my semi-hard that was covered by the towel. He walked directly into the den and obviously heard and saw the gay porn movie on the TV screen that was facing towards the patio where the Jacuzzi was still turned on.

He walked over and looked at the TV screen, rubbed his crotch, smiled, and said, “This is interesting. I have not seen this movie yet. Would you mind if I joined you in the Jacuzzi, and I can tell you why I am here?”

I had barely gotten the word “Sure” out of my mouth, and he stood in front of the TV screen watching the movie while he was taking off his clothes. By the time he was undressed both of us had full erections. He motioned for me to come closer to him. He took my towel off and dropped it on the floor beside his clothes. We were standing there watching the movie with two cute young men with nice bodies sucking each other’s big cocks, and Jerry was stroking both my cock and his. In a short time both of the porn stars climaxed. Jerry let go of my cock, put his arm around my shoulder and led me to the Jacuzzi. After we had gotten in, he sat down beside me. He took my hand and placed it on his cock and then he took a hold of mine. He leaned back and closed his eyes and began to tell me about the City Zoning Committee’s meeting the next night (Friday) and how important that it was for all of the members of the association to be there to protests the low income development project.

When he finished with his spiel, he looked at me, grinned, and said, “Kenneth, it seems that each of us are holding in our hands the next topic that needs to be discussed and needs our immediate attention. I suggest that we go into your bedroom, and hold court to see if we can solve each other’s problem.”

I replied, “Okay Judge, follow me.”

As we headed to my bedroom, he said, “Now hold on. We are both going to be judges in this matter. You have me at a disadvantage. I am a bit rusty in matters like this. It has been sometime since I have had the opportunity to participate in the delicate proceedings that we are about to encounter.”

I replied, “I’m the one that has the disadvantage. I have never had any experience in court and have very few witness to call on to testify in my behalf.”

Jerry got on the bed before I did, and said, “Kenneth, if it is all the same with you, let’s forget all the swearing in, selecting jurors and all that crap, and just get down to the matters at hand.”

As I was getting on the bed, I said, “I like the way that you are dressed for court. I am certain with a body and that big cock of yours that you are not going to have any problems with your case in this court room.”

Without any further discussion or questions, I got between his legs, bent over, took a hold of his cock, and took the head of it into my mouth, swirled my tongue around his sensitive knob. I sucked on the tip of his cock while I stroked on the shank. He began to moan and tell he that if was making him feel good. I licked up and down on both sides of the shank of his cock, and then surprised him by going all the way down on him pressing his cock deep down my throat and pausing for several moments.

In doing this, he instantly uncontrollably rose up on his elbows, and said, “God Kenneth! You are damn good. That feels great. Suck my cock, man. I really need this bad.”

I sucked and pumped my head up and down and intermittently deep throated him for some time. I could tell that he was enjoying what I was doing to him. I stopped sucking on his cock and started concentrating on licking and sucking on his big hairy balls, perineum and asshole. When I started rimming is anus, he practically came unglue, and I immediately knew that he liked to be fucked in the ass, but I was not ready to do that as yet. I returned to sucking and deep throating him while holding onto his nuts.

I could tell that he was nearing the top when he said, “Stop! Stop! Stop right now or you will make me explode. I don’t want to climax this soon.”

As I pulled off of him, he was getting up and told me to lie down on my back, which I did. He then got between my legs and went down on me. I did not know how good of an attorney he might be, but he had already convinced me that he was a good cocksucker and enjoyed his practicing. He used his tongue, lips, mouth and throat in giving me oral sex like I have never experienced anyone do before. Then he proved to me that he was equally as good at rimming my asshole as he was as a cocksucker.

Maybe all that talking he did as an attorney provided exercise for his tongue, but he stuck his tantalizing tongue so deep inside me that it caused chills to run up and down my spine. He had gotten my cock harder than I ever remember it being before, and my asshole was practically crying out to be fucked. I was getting close to the edge when he lifted his head off of my cock, and without saying anything; he swung around and got on top of me so we could suck each other’s cocks at the same time.

Once he was on top of me straddling my head, I took a hold of his pulsating cock. He was exuding warm precious precum like I had never experience any man doing before. I put the tip of his cock in my mouth and savor the taste of the abundant amount of precum that ooze out of his manhood.

While he was working over my cock and nuts and rimming my asshole, I was licking and sucking on his nuts, and rimming his asshole. I had just returned to sucking and deep throating him, and he released my cock from his mouth and yelled, “I’m sorry Kenneth. You have got me so hot and horny that I can’t put shooting much longer.”

He lowered his hips pushing his cock deep into my throat and left it there perfectly still for a minute or two and then let go what seemed like an endless torrential blast of copious cum down my throat. While he was shooting off, he rammed his finger up my ass hitting my prostrate just right to cause my spasming member to erupt like a volcano and I begin spewing my thick cum in abundant quantities that even a cocksman like Jerry was having problems in swallowing it fast enough.

After we both had recuperated, we agree that neither one of us had ever had such an intense orgasm before. I thought after having such a gratifying climax that Jerry would be ready to call it a night, but he declared that the court was in recess for fifteen or twenty minutes and then he wanted a piece of my ass.

We went into the den and I got each of us a beer. We sat down out on the patio and talked. The more we talked the more we learned about each other and found that we enjoyed talking to each other and found each other to be very interesting. Before either of us realized it, we had talked well over an hour.

Jerry requested that I start the porn movie over. As he put it, “The movie will serve as foreplay to get us in the mood to return to court.”

I started the movie and ran it forward until the sex scenes began. After a few minutes, Jerry moved his chair next to me, and we began playing with each other’s cocks while we were watching the movie. We had only watched it for maybe ten minutes at the most and both had stiff erections again. He got up and declared that court was back in session.

We had no more than lay down on the bed, and he got on top of me. He leaned over and with a straight face looked me in the eye and said, “With all that yakkity-yak that you have been doing, you are no longer breathing correctly. I am going to have to perform mouth to mouth resuscitation.”

He leaned over further and began open mouth French kissing me. We kissed each other several times and he lay down on top of me. He raised his hips high enough that he reached between out bodies and adjusted our stiff cocks so they were lying side by side before he laid down on me again, and we started passionately kissing again. Now I have kissed and been kissed before but after kissing Jerry for fifteen or twenty minutes, I was very near climaxing again without any simulation other than our kissing. I don’t know which one of us had deposited the greater amount of precum on my belly.

He got off of me and asked if I had any condoms. I told him that condoms and lube was in the drawer of the nightstand. He told me that he didn’t think that we would need the lube. He got between my legs and raised them into the air and began rimming my asshole. Within a few moments he had proven his point and no lube was necessary. He had worked enough spit into my asshole with his tongue that his big fuck tool slipped through my sphincter until he was all the way inside me filling up my bowels. He began fucking me very slowly and gradually increased his monumental thrust impaling my ass with his turgid big cock. The closer he got to have an orgasm, the more he was cooing and making guttural groans and sounds.

I was looking up at him and watching the expressions on his face. If I had not known better, at times he looked like he was in pain. I was gently pinching and teasing his nipples with one hand and rubbing his body with the other and watch his face. He appeared to be in a hypnotic state. He had his eyes closed, head thrown back, muscles tensed, and was breathing heavily. When he began to shoot off filling me with his length and depositing his cum in his condom, his facial features turn to pure pleasure and satisfaction. It took him several minutes while fucking me to deposit his last drop of cum and return from the high that he had been on. He dropped on top of me and started passionately kissing and probing his tongue in and out of my mouth even though he was still breathing hard.

He broke our embrace, smiled at me and said, “I rest my case. Now it is your turn to fuck my ass, and I have to forewarn you that it likes to be fucked fast and hard.”

He got off of me, lay down on his back, pulled his ankles above his head, and said, “Kenneth my ass is all yours. Fuck me silly. There is nothing that I like more than having a big cock like yours up my ass.”

I quickly put on a condom and was going to rim his anus and get it loosen up for my invasion, but I discovered that his sphincter was already loose. I deposited some spit on it and also on my hand that I applied to my rubber coated cock. My manhood was fully erect to the point that I did not think that it would take me long to ejaculate. I had no problem in pushing my cock all the way into him. I was rather disappoint because he was so loose that I believed that my cock could have been twice as big around and still have had no problem in entering him. However, as soon as I started fucking his hole, his sphincter tightens up and he was as tight as anyone that I had ever fucked before. He had an unbelievable control over the muscles in his anus. He could tighten or loosen it at will, and it seemed that it was an incredibly sensitive area to him. As soon as I was imbedded in his hot, quaking rectum, an erotic avalanche overtook me. I lost all track of time and was in another world. I was in a surreal bliss.

In the for off distances, I remember Jerry saying, “Fuck me Kenneth. Fuck me. You are making me feel so fucking good. Fuck the shit out of me Buddy.” If Jerry said anything else to me, I do not remember it. All I remember is shooting off one round after another until I was completely gratified and spent. I don’t know if I passed out or what. I suddenly realized that I was lying on top of Jerry and he was trying to get up. I rolled off of him. He got up and sat on the side of the bed. He reached over and removed the condom filled with cum from my cock, and then leaned over and sucked and licked it clean. We just looked at each other for several minutes.

He smiled real big, and asked, “Well?”

It finally dawn on me what he was waiting for me to say. “I rest my case”

He got back on the bed with me and sat down and crossed his legs and leaned over and gently massaged my chest and ran his fingers around my nipples.

“Kenneth, I know that it is not necessary for either one of us to say anything, but this has been one hell of a good night. What are your plans tomorrow night after our meeting with the City Zoning Committee meeting?”

“I have made no plans” I replied.

“Good, with your permission, I declare this court adjourned until tomorrow night.”

Jerry and I got up and went back into the den where he had left his clothes. I watched him get dressed and walked him to the door. As he was leaving, he winked at me and asked, “Don’t you ever wear any clothes?”

To Be Continued

 

[kcm17480]

Re: A Strange Romance Story

Strange but I enjoyed this story but then I like all your stories.

 

[kcm17480]

Re: Camping With My Two Older Macho Brothers

Great story as always. Wished this story happened to me.