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Collected Works Of Unoponcho - Index on last page

Re: Want A Daddy Not A Sugar Daddy

Kevin,
This is a great story so far. I can't wait to see what adventures these hot guys get into!

By the way, just exactly where is that diner? I like the sound of the menu.

Andy
 
Latin Maintenance Man

Latin Maintenance Man

By Kevin - unoponcho

Occasionally there are companies that are growing and expanding so rapidly that they have difficulty in keeping up with their business. Roger had accepted a position with a company that was experiencing these kinds of problems. This was Roger’s first full time job and he had only been working for the company for two weeks.

He was young, ambitious and had set his goals to be as successful as possible and aspired to one day be an executive in some firm.

There were ten employees in his office division. The company allowed the employees to select the hours that they wished to work. Roger’s manager never kept up with the number of hours each of his subordinates worked as long as they did the work that was expected of them.

The office space in which Roger and his nine co-workers and manager worked was temporary. The company was in the process of remodeling the floor above them to become their future offices.
Presently Roger and the others were working in a small open room with their desks crammed close together. When everyone was working at the same time the noise was horrendous and the distractions prevent concentrating on what they were trying to accomplish.

Roger being single, living alone in an apartment, with no ties or obligations to anyone, asked his manager for permission to come in at 4:00PM and work at night. This would give him an hour to catch up on what had gone on during the day, receive assignments from his manager before he got off work at five o’clock, and he would be able to work in more conducive surroundings. His manager had no objections so Roger had changed his work schedule.

After working during his new schedule for three days he was amazed how fast and how much more productive that he was. Generally after six o’clock everyone would have left for the day and he would be the only one in the office. The only distraction that he would have was when Carlos showed up at 7:00PM. Carlos was the maintenance man who worked for a company that was contracted to clean the offices and restrooms nightly.

Carlos making noise and moving around was not what distracted Roger. It was Carlos himself. He wore a khaki uniform that fit him to perfection showing off his physical attributes. He was Latin American, around five foot eleven, mature well developed body, black short hair, dark eyes, clean shaven smooth face with the exception of a thin mustache, and even though he was a hunk of a man, he walked and moved gracefully like a dancer.

Watching when Carlos was using the buffing machine polishing the floors, the movement of his body especially his butt caused Roger to get an instant erection.

From the first night that Roger met Carlos he was always polite and smiled. Roger’s sexual experiences being gay had been very limited, and was insecure about trusting his instincts to tell if a man were gay or not. He only hoped that Carlos was gay and may someday learn what he was hiding under his uniform. Up until now they had only made brief causal remarks to each other.

Thursday night at eight o’clock he took the elevator and went down to the ground floor of the office building to the break room where he ate his dinner. When he left his office Carlos was cleaning the ladies restroom. He did not take the full hour for lunch and returned to his office. Before he set down at his desk he decided to wash his hands and went into the men’s restroom. To his surprise he caught Carlos standing in front of the washbasin and mirror with his pants and shorts down around his knees and he was jacking off.

Carlos was both shocked and embarrassed by being caught. Roger did not say a word and before Carlos could say anything Roger stepped in back of him, reached his arms around Carlos taking a hold of his stiff cock and began jacking him off. When both of them realized that neither of them was going to be rebuffed, Roger turned Carlos around and began unbuttoning his shirt and then helped him remove his pants, shorts, and shoes leaving Carlos butt naked with the exception of his socks. Carlos in turned undressed Roger.

Roger again turned his attention to stroking Carlos’s seven-inch hard dick. Roger put his arms around Carlos and held onto him while he proceeds to beat on his cock. It did not take very long before Carlos had thrown his head back, closed his eyes, arched his back, pushing his hips forward and began shooting off onto the tile floor and washbasin. Then Roger washed Carlos’s cum off of his hand and cleaned up the washbasin and floor while Carlos was returning to reality.

Roger was going to get dressed and was not expecting what Carlos did next. Carlos dropped to his knees and he received a blowjob like he had never experienced before. He shot off into Carlos’s mouth and throat copious amount of his cum that surpassed any orgasm that he had in a long time.

“Have you ever been fucked?” Carlos asked as they were getting dressed.

“A couple of times.” Roger replied knowing that he had only had anal sex one time and that was when he was drunk and was out of his mind.

“If I brought some condoms tomorrow night would you let me fuck that seductive ass of yours?”

“Sure if that is what you want to do.”

When they finished dressing Carlos grabbed a hold of Roger and hugged and kissed him. When they broke their embrace Roger unconsciously began wiping his lips.

“Don’t you like kissing a man?”

“Sure. But your mustache tickles.”

“I’ve thought about shaving it off but I think it makes me look older. It’s not the same reason that other gays wear mustaches. I don’t have any stretch marks to have to cover up. Just for you I am going to shave it off.”

“No. Don’t do that on my account. It’s just that I have never kissed anyone that had a mustache before.”

“It’s coming off tomorrow and I am going to shave my balls and trim my pubes. I like the way yours looks and feels.”

They both left the restroom laughing as they returned to work.

Shortly after mid-night Roger had competed everything that he could do. He was completely caught up and was both surprise and pleased with himself for what he had accomplished. He had cleared off his desk and was about to leave to go home when Carlos appeared standing beside him. He was grinning and rubbing his crotch.

“Man. You really got me going earlier in the restroom. I have had a stiff off and on ever since then.” Carlos shyly admitted.

Roger looked at his crotch and saw his fully extended cock confined within the fabric of the pants and shorts. He leaned forward and unzipped Carlos pants and reached inside and pulled out his stiff cock and balls. With one quick motion he completely swallowed Carlos’s cock until his chin hit his testicles and his nose was nuzzled in his pubic hairs. Carlos let out a loud scream. Roger was not an experienced cocksucker but must have done a respectful attempt because with in minutes Carlos was shooting off.

Once again Roger was not expecting anything in return and even though he had a raging hard going on he got up and started to leave.

“Just a damn minute! We need to have an understanding! Fair is fair! You took care of me. I intend to take care of you. If you give me a blowjob then expect one in return. If I fuck you then you can fuck me if you wish. This is an even give and take between the two of us.”

Before Roger knew what was taking place Carlos had Roger’s pants and shorts around his ankles and he was pushed back into his chair. Carlos was on his knees between Roger’s legs and gave him head until Roger had lost his load.

Roger got his pants back on, and Carlos said, “Now you can go home. You should be relaxed enough that you will get a good night sleep. You will need it along with a lot of rest to be ready for what is in store for us tomorrow night.”

The End.

Perhaps it is as easy for you as it is for me to foresee what takes place in Roger and Carlos’s future or do I need to continue the story?
 
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then

Oooooooh Edward ....... Whatever is Tad up to ??????
Still a great story
Thanks Kevin
 
Performing My Civic Duty

By Kevin - unoponcho

Chapter 1

My maternal grandmother and grandfather had lived out in the boondocks near a town called Springer. They were farmers and had a small acreage several miles from the town that consisted of little more than a small grocery store, gas station, small catholic church and a small interdenominational protestant church.

My grandfather passed away when I was six years old to be followed by my grandmother when I was ten. There was an old community cemetery secluded in the woods some ten miles out of town and it was here that my grandparents were buried.

I had visited my grandparents when I was a small boy but had never been back to the area after my grandmother died. Their farm had been sold years ago and there was no reason for me to return.

Both of my parents died a year ago. The only living relatives on my mother’s side of the family are an Aunt and Uncle and their two sons who live in some state up north. The last time I saw them was eleven years ago at my grandmother’s funeral.

I received a hand written letter through the mail from someone that I had never heard of. I have no idea how they got my name and address. It was announcing that on Saturday May 19th the community of Springer was going to get together beginning at eight o’clock and clean up the over grown cementary as it had been neglected for years. They were inviting anyone that had relatives buried there to join them in trying to resurrect the graveyard. They asked everyone to bring the tools they would need to do the work. The women from the two churches had volunteered to provide the food for lunch.

Even though I am a city boy and not used to doing manual labor, out of respect for my deceased mother and grandparents I decided that I would go and do what ever I could to help.

On the Friday night before the morning on which I was to leave I gathered up the tools that I thought that I would need and put them in the trunk of my car. They were tools that I had inherited from my dad. I had a hoe, rake, axe, saws, and pruning shears. There was a chainsaw that had never been used that I had no idea why my dad had it and I did not know why I put it in the trunk of my car. I packed gloves, a long-sleeve shirt, cap, sunscreen, insect repellent, and everything I feltI might need including cold drinks, candy bars and snacks.

Since Springer was close to a hundred miles away I set my alarm and got up at 5:30AM and left as soon as I got dressed and ate breakfast. Even so by the time I found the cemetery it was 8:30AM. As I drove up there were around twenty cars and pickups parked near the cemetery. All the people there were working and doing various projects. You could hardly tell that it was a graveyard because of the tall grass, briers, vines, brush and trees from the size of saplings to huge shady trees.

When I walked up everyone was working and a few of them stopped long enough to nod or wave and then got back to work. I began to look around to see if I could locate my grandparent’s graves. An older lady walked up and introduced herself as Martha O’Dell. She said that she knew my grandparents and pointed me to where they were buried.

When I found their tombstones tall grass, vines and fallen tree limbs surrounded them. I could hardly read the inscriptions because of the moss, fungus, mold, mildew or what ever that covered the tombstones.

I got some tools out of my car and went to work. I found out that the chainsaw really came in handy. I used it to cut down the tall grass and weeds as well as everything else that were higher than two inches off the graves and surrounding areas. After working for two hours or so I was really please in what I had accomplished. I had even used the hoe to scrape off the tombstones and used an old rag and car washing brush to clean them. They did not look bad at all when I had finished especially compared to some of the other tombstones that some were up to two hundred years old and in very bad shape.

While I was working I kept looking around and caught different people eyeballing me like I was a freak. They all seemed to know each other and were obviously local people who had probably known each other most of their lives. There was one guy about my age that was working on several graves about twenty feet from me. I caught him looking and me and our eyes locked several times and he would grin and go back to work.

Once I had finished using the chainsaw he came over and introduced himself and asked if he might borrow the saw. His name was Brad. He was tall with broad shoulders, nice size biceps and a very nice smile except that one of his lower front teeth was missing. He was wearing overalls and a sleeveless old T-shirt with holes. The T-shirt was overdue to being added to the ragbag or trash. His shoes had so many holes on them and worn out that I wondered how they managed to stay on his feet. By the way he talked left little doubt that he was not well educated.

A chainsaw is not necessarily real heavy but I had to use both hands like most normal people to use it and even so it was a strain. Brad picked it up like it was a toothpick started it up and while using it most of the time he only used one hand.

Brad was very friendly and we talked back and forth about nothing particular while we worked. He told me that he had lived on his family’s farm all his life and that he had visited the city where I lived one time and that was the longest distance that he had been away from his farm.

He dragged some dead limbs and debris to a clearing and started a fire. Every one began to add other limbs, brush and trash to the fire. There was a pile of dead limbs nearby where I had been working. I reached down to pick them up to take to the fire. I had just bent over and suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders and was pushed backwards landing flat on my ass. I looked up and saw Brad with a long handled shovel raised up in the air and coming down at me. Brad had a snarl and frown on his face. I thought that he was going to kill me with the shovel.



Chapter 2

As the shovel blade hit the ground between my legs I looked down and he had killed a huge copperhead snake that was under the limbs that I was going to pick up. If it had not been for Brad I would have been bitten for sure and I might not be here today.

Brad looked down at me and grinned and then helped me to my feet. I started to thank him but he only ignored me. He reached down and picked up the dead snake by the tail. The copperhead must had to be near five foot long. Brad took it and tossed it onto the fire.

By noon we had pretty much cleaned up around the graves that we had been working on and began working on other neglected graves and surrounding areas of the cemetery.

Brad came over and put his arms around my shoulders, and said, “Let’s go ate some of those vittles that them ladies from the church brang us.”

Every one began to gather around folding tables that were covered with various dishes of home cooked food. Brad started introducing me to everyone. The names went in one ear and out the other. I could not remember any of their names. From then on for the rest of the day I was no longer considered and outsider or looked down on because I was a city dude.

After lunch everyone went back to work. The women packed up the food, dishes, tables, and left leaving only the ice tea and lemonade. It was getting hot and very uncomfortable. The men began shedding their shirts.
They seemed to begin to work more as a team. My chainsaw was in constant use and being passed from one man to another. They were pruning or cutting down trees and brush all around the cemetery and putting them onto the fire.

Not surprising but the sole of one of Brad’s shoe came off. He pulled off his shoes and threw them into the fire and walked around barefooted for the rest of the afternoon. Undoubtedly being barefooted was not unusual for Brad. I believe that his feet were so tuff that he could have stomped a cocklebur into the ground without feeling a thing.

By three o’clock the cemetery looked entirely different than it did earlier that morning. The other men began to pack up and leave. Brad and I were the last to get ready to go home.

After shaking Brad’s hand and telling him that it was nice meeting him I got into my car and it would not start. Brad came over and I popped the hood and he looked to see if he could find what was wrong. I know nothing about motors and had no idea what to look for.

“Don’t rightly know what’s ailing your car. I’ll tow it to my place and see if I can find the problem.”

Brad got a chain and hooked it up to the front of my car and to the bumper of is old pickup. He towed my car for close to two miles to where he lived.

Once we got there Brad removed the chains and put them back into his pickup. I popped the hood and got out and watched Brad examine the motor of my car.

Now normally Brad is not my type of a guy. I like men who are clean and well groomed. Brad certainly was not that. But observing him bending over and exposing his firm rounded butt I began to feel my dick getting hard.

He had spent several minutes checking out the motor before informing me that the battery on my car was dead and needed to be recharged. He took the battery out of the car and took it into a dilapidated shed and connected it up to a battery charger. Then he informed me that it would take overnight to recharge the battery and that I would be spending the night with him. I told him that I did not want to be a burden on him. He informed me that he welcomed my company and it was a privilege to have me there.

We headed to his house, which at one time probably was a beautiful farmhouse, but it was rundown and in need of a lot of repairs. When we got inside I asked him where his parents were. He told me that they died when he was sixteen years old. That he had dropped out of school and worked on the farm for a living and had been alone for more than five years.

It soon became apparent that Brad was not a housekeeper evident by dirty clothes lying around and everything being in disarray. He told me to make my self at home. Get myself a cold drink if I wanted one and have a seat that it was time for him to take his Saturday night’s bath. After clearing off things on one of the chairs I set down. In a few minutes Brad reappeared with towels over his shoulders, and carrying shaving soap, razor, bar of soap, comb and scissors.

“Do you wanta go to the pond with me and take a dip while I bathe?”

I got up and followed him out of the door and as we were walking to the nearby pond I asked, "Why don’t you bathe or shower in your bathroom?”

“I spent four fucking hours the other day cleaning the dang tub and shower. I isn’t gonna mess it up until next winter. So I use the pond instead.”

When we got to the edge of the pond Brad put the things that he had brought with him on the ground. He unbuckled the straps on his overalls letting his overalls fall around his ankles and then he stepped out of them. He stood before me butt naked without any sign of modesty what so ever. I began to get another stiff and I tried to distract my self by commenting on how beautiful the pond was, which in reality it was very attractive. It was fed by a spring and was approximately twenty feet wide and thirty feet long and drained into a small creek. There were several large trees around the pond.

“Take them city duds off and take a dip. The water is cool and you will like.” Brad told me as he stood in front of me scratching his nuts and rubbing his dick.



Chapter 3

He bent over and picked up the bar of soap and waded out into the water. My dick was hard and I was embarrassed to remove my clothes, but I had removed my shoes and shirt. As soon as Brad started lattering up his hair I quickly removed my pants and briefs and got into the water before he could see my erections. The cool water was refreshing and invigorating. The deepest part of the pond was shoulder deep. I messed around and occasionally looked over at Brad. He had moved into knee-deep water and was lathering his body with soap and was looking and talking to me. He was not the least bit embarrassed when he cleaned and stroked his dick until it was fully aroused. The same was true when he spent time washing his butt and asshole.

After he had rinsed off he waded to the bank, and asked, “Gotta a favor to ask of you Bud. Would you mind whacking off some of my hair? Then there is something that I can’t do for myself. Would you shave my neck, back, butt and around my asshole?”

I had wondered why he had brought the shaving soap and razor. His face was as smooth as it could be without a sign of any beard ever being there. He was one of those men who only have to shave ever week if not longer.

I have done a lot of things in my life but never cut someone’s hair or shaved their neck, back, or asshole, but the idea of my doing it for Brad was another turn on. I waded out of the pond sporting an erection without feeling the least bit intimidated. Brad had been standing there with his proud eight-incher jutting straight out so why should I feel embarrassed? After all my cock was a twin to his in size.

When I bent over to get the scissors and comb he gently caressed my butt. I knew then that there was going to be some excitement before the evening and night was over.

I cut his hair the best I could and for being an amateur I thought I did a real good job. It improved his appearance dramatically. I shaved the back of his neck, his back, buttocks and his asshole as he had requested. When I had finished the only hairs on his body was the hair on his head, eyebrows, and a trail from his navel to his pubic hairs.

Brad got his bar of soap and we waded back into the water. I took the soap and washed his back, buttocks and asshole. I had soap on my fingers and stuck my finger up his ass. He turned around looking at me grinning.

“Ain’t no one been there before but if you wanta I’m willing fer you to try it?”

“Brad, I don’t have a condom with me. Maybe later. I have some condoms in my car.”

“You ain’t talking about a rubbers are you?”

“Yeah. A condom is sometimes called a rubber.”

“Whatsju need that thing fer. You isn’t going to knock me up.”

“Brad. Have you ever had sex with a man before? A rubber is used to help prevent getting AID’s. Do you know what AID’s is?”

“I’ve heard something about AID’s but I don’t know exactly what it is. Jeff and Hank used to come over and we messed around. We jerked each other off and I have cornholed them a couple of times.”

“I take it that cornholing is screwing them in their asses?”

“Yeah and it felt real good.”

“In the future you should use condoms. Believe me you don’t want to end up getting AID’s or some other disease.”

“It ain’t likely that I will ever see Jeff and Hank again. There weren’t enough skirts around here for Jeff and he took off somewhere looking for pussy. Hank knocked up some gal, got hitched, and moves somewhere. Let’s get out and head for the house. I’ll whip up some vittles for us to chow down on and then I would like to have a piece of that nice tail of yours.”

We got out of the water. I quickly pulled my pants back on, put on my shoes, leaving my socks, underwear and shirt off. Brad picked up his things and led the way on the trail walking naked as a jaybird with his uncircumcised dick and balls swinging as well as his hips. The sunlight hitting his muscles in motion in his back, butt, thighs, and calf of his legs were something to behold. It was an awesome sight to see him walk barefooted and naked. It seemed so natural and right that he could feel at ease and live as nature might have intended for us.

Brad took the things he was carrying into his bedroom. When he returned he had put on a pair of cut off jeans. They were so short that the cracks of the cheeks of his ass showed and his dick and balls looked like they would fall out of the leg of the shorts at any time. It took him longer to clear the table so we could eat than it did for him to put cheese, ham and the makings for sandwiches and instant ice tea on the table. It was not the most sanitary condition that I had ever eaten, but never the less that was the way Brad lived.

“I hope you ain’t too particular. I ain’t got any clean sheets to put on the bed. It’s been over a month since I have taken my dirty shit over to Mrs. O’Dell to wash. She does my washing for me and in exchange I do things around her place that she can’t do no more. Poor soul she is beginning to get feeble, but she insist on having a vegetable garden every year. I don’t recondenly know what is going to happen to her. That sorry bastard of a son of hers want even come to see her. She always calls me ‘Son’. I think that she thinks that I am more of a son to her than her own flesh and blood”

“I met Mrs. O’Dell this morning. She is a very sweet and friendly lady.”

“She tried to get me to move in with her when Ma and Paw died, but I held to my guns and stayed here. All my neighbors have been nice to me. Some too nice. A couple of betties has and is trying to get me hooked up with their daughters. I ain’t interested in that. Women just ain’t what I am looking fer. Why don’t you go to your car and fetch them there cond….rubbers before it gets any darker. You know I ain’t got no TV or had one since my Ma and Paw died, so I generally go to bed after sun down and get up early. I sure hope you don’t mind going to bed early. I don’t want to miss out on the opportunity to bang your ass a couple times before you leave in the morning.”


Chapter 4

I just happened to have six condoms in the car along with a jar of lubricant called Elbow Grease. I took them all in with me thinking that what we didn’t use I would leave with Brad. When I got back inside Brad was not to be seen. I called his name and he yelled out that he was in the bedroom. I went in and found him lying on the bed, naked, and jerking off. I slipped my shoes and pants off and got on the bed with him. Without thinking anything about it I leaned over and put his cock in my mouth and deep throated him. If anyone had been in a two-mile radius including in the cemetery they would have been able to hear Brad’s scream profanities and expressions of delight. It suddenly dawn on me that no one had ever suck his cock before and he was loving ever moment of it. I have never been with anyone that reacted the way he did. He didn’t know what to do with his hands and arms. He would put them above his head then move them to his side, put them on his chest, hold them in the air, while tossing his head from side to side. Occasionally he would mumble something that I understood but most of the time he was incoherent. Keeping his ass still and on the bed as well and moving his legs was almost the same as he was doing with his arms and head.

I made the decision that I was going to give him the experience of giving him head until he shot off into my mouth.

Much to my regret it did not take as long as I had hoped. Before I knew it he was violently shooting off his tremendous load of cum down my gut. Afterwards he withered into a state that he could not move and lay there for five or so minutes before he could speak. He just looked at me through his glazed over eyes and was smiling and showing me that he had an orgasm unlike any that he had ever had before. I believe that he was thinking that I had just given him the best blowjob that I had ever or would ever give to anyone in my life. Perhaps he was right judging from his reactions I just might have given my best blowjob ever.

“I ain’t ever had anything like that happen before. Jest get ready because I ain’t gonna let you do that to me and not do the same to you.”

Brad had a little difficulty at first with deep throating me but after the second try he preformed like he had been doing it for years. He did not give me the best blowjob that I had ever had, but it was the best blowjob that anyone had given to me on his first try.

He lay down beside me and we talked for a long time. He seemed happy to have someone to talk to and expressed that he was lonely but enjoyed living and working on the farm. He was just barely making enough money to survive, but believed that things would improve. He asked me about what I did for a living and how it was to live in a big city, which I told him as briefly as I could. During the course of our conversation he mentioned that there was a single young man our age that had recently inherited his uncle’s farm that bordered his property on the north side. The man’s name was Tray and Brad thought that Tray was real hot. He had only met and talked to him twice very briefly when other people were around. Brad was going to make an effort to get to know Tray better now that he had move in.

Being unaccustomed to doing manual labor and after working at the cemetery had just about exhausted me. I had relaxed and was just about to fall asleep when I felt Brad’s hand take a hold of my cock and began stroking it. I began to get a semi-hard when he began sucking on it. In hardly anytime I had a full erection and was wide-awake. I moved so that we were in a six-nine position and began sucking his cock while he sucked mine. I knew that I had just shown Brad how to give pleasure to each other at the same time.

We changed positions several times and I showed Brad what it was like for him to fuck my mouth while he was giving head to me. I in turned fucked his mouth while giving him head. Then I got my jar of lubricant and lubricate my finger and inserted it up his ass and finger fucked him while sucking on his cock. He did the same thing to me. After some time he decided that he wanted to fuck me, which he did and was most proficient in doing so.

He had fucked me for a while before asking me to fuck his virgin ass so he would know how it felt. I obligingly did so with enthusiasm. He liked being fuck but perhaps not as much as being sucked off, but never the less wanted to be fucked while having sex.

Per his request we return to giving head to each other bringing on a gratifying ejaculation for both of us. We talked a very short time after we had come back from our highs before we fell asleep.

A damn roaster just outside the bedroom window crowing awakened me. I glanced over and Brad was lying on his side propped up on his elbow looking at me. When he saw that I was awake, he said, “I want to tell you again how much I enjoyed last night. It was the most wonderful night of my life.”

“I enjoyed it too Brad. I want to thank you for saving my life yesterday. If that snake had bitten me I’m sure I would have died before I could have got to a hospital.”

“That was a big mother fucker weren’t it? I should have skinned it and had a belt or something made. Listen. I overheard some of the guys talking. They is planning another clean up of fer the cemetery next year. If you will leave me your address I will let’s you know when is gonna be.”

“I certainly will. I want to come back and help.”


“How do you like your eggs cooked. I’ll go fix our breakfast.”

“Over easy but you don’t have to do that. I can get something on my way home.”

“No need for that. One thing I do have is a good supply of eggs.”

Brad fixed us breakfast and I wrote down my address. After we finished eating Brad put the battery back into my car and it started up immediately. I rolled the window down and shook hands with him and told him goodbye. As I was about to drive away he opened my car door, reached inside and turned off the motor, and then pulled my legs around facing the door, unbutton, zip down my pants and pulled them down around my ankles. He went down on me while I set in the car seat and gave me head until I climaxed. I got out of the car pulled my pants back up and pulled his shorts down before having him set up on the hood of my car. He laid back and I proceeded to give him another blowjob. After he climaxed I helped him off of my car and told him goodbye again. I got back into my car and drove off even though I would have like to have stayed with him the rest of the day.

On my way home I kept thinking about him. I got to feeling ashamed of myself for what I had done. Brad was so naive, innocent, and uninformed about gay sex that I felt like I had taken advantage of him or perhaps corrupted his mind. I kind of felt that Brad was lucky in many ways by the way he was living. He was not bombarded daily by the news of who killed who, drive by shootings, the terrible things going on in the war in Iraq, and the disasters all over the world. His life was simple and not as stressful as mine and other city dwellers.

As I was driving along I notice the imprint of his naked butt in the dust on the hood of my car. I got an erection and jacked on it off and on and intermittingly looked at the imprint of his butt over and over. I had a huge ejaculation just before I reached the city limits that I had to clean up after I got home.

I am looking forward towards seeing Brad next year when they clean up the cemetery again.

The End
 
Re: Performing My Civic Duty

No fair...keep going!!! I want to know what happens...
 
Re: Performing My Civic Duty

SJB69 and localguy,

I agree with you. It was unfair for me to leave the story hanging. I am posting Chapter 2 earlier than I had originally planned. Hope you enjoy.




Kevin

unoponcho
 
Re: Want A Daddy Not A Sugar Daddy

I wrote this story for the purpose of reminding all of us that none of us know what is in store for the future. It is a true to life story with this one having a tragic ending. Unfortunately, not all stories have happy endings.

Perhaps it will be a lesson for us to live for today not knowing what tomorrow will bring.

Kevin
unoponcho
 
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then

Ha Ha, Vanilla!!, Chocolate!!, Strawberry!!
Where are we going with this one Kevin ?
Greaat story ... More soon pleeease
 
Re: Performing My Civic Duty

Ohhh Kevin ... you wicked guy, you got me all hot !!!
I better jump into that pond & see what snakes are there ..... oooooooooooooooo
Don't leave us in suspense for too long.
 
Re: Want A Daddy Not A Sugar Daddy

Excellent story .... salutary ending
Yet another twist in the tail.....figuratively speaking, that is
Thanks Kevin.
 
Re: Latin Maintenance Man

Great story, Kevin!

I liked the part about the kiss and the mustache.

I agree with the others . . . we need to have the continuation.
 
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then

Oh, my, Kevin!

I am just now catching up with this story, and it is a humdinger! You are really outdoing yourself, even considering the high level of skill we have come to expect from you. These characters are really vivid, and the plot is too hot!
 
Re: Performing My Civic Duty

Another great story, Kevin.

I love the way that you have constructed each chapter to leave the reader wanting to continue. Very skillful (and a little cruel!!!).

I can't wait to see what happens next with the hot country boy!

P.S. As a "style" consideration---- do you really want to use "resurrect" and "graveyard" in the same sentence? :badgrin: :badgrin: :badgrin:
 
My Inferiority Complex Due To My First Crush

My Inferiority Complex Due To My First Crush

By Kevin - unoponcho​

Chapter 1

It was to be my first summer camp. I was assigned to stay in a cabin with four other boys my age. In the cabin next to me was a boy whose name was Jimmy. Jimmy and I were the same age but he was much more physically developed than I. So far as I was concerned he had the best physique of anyone I had ever seen. He was blond headed, brown eyes and had a very cute smile. I fell in love with him from the very first moment that I saw him - he was my first crush.

Jimmy was athletic as well as being very smart. He excelled in everything he did. Everyone liked him. Every chance I got I would try to be near him.

Warren was Jimmy’s best friend at the time and shared the same cabin. One night Warren and I were talking. We did not know each other very well, but for some reason Warren told me that he had seen Jimmy with a hard-on and that he had a dick that was twelve-inches long. This bit of information threw me into a tailspin. I had never seen anyone with an erection before and I knew that my dick was only six and half inches. I felt like I was a freak.

The day before the summer camp was over Jimmy and I were assigned as team mates for a ten-mile canoe race. I had seen Jimmy in a canoe before and I knew that he was good. This did not intimate me because I knew that I was good at canoeing as well. We talked briefly before the race began. He asked me to rub suntan lotion on him, which I did and of course got an erection concealed in my jock strap underneath my swim trunks. If Jimmy noticed he never said anything. Jimmy chose to ride in the front of the canoe and I was behind him. From the very start of the race Jimmy and I pulled out front of the other five canoes. We kept getting further and further ahead of our competitors and remained well in the lead winning the ten-mile race with ease. Sitting behind Jimmy and seeing his muscles and body in motion while paddling the canoe and thinking about him having a twelve inch dick, gave me a hard-on from the beginning to the end of the race.

Camp was over the next day. The canoe race proved to be the longest and only real time that I had spent alone with Jimmy. I did learn that he and I lived in the same city. He was on one side of the town and I on the other. His home was in a much more affluent neighborhood than mine.

For the next year and half when I masturbated I was thinking about Jimmy assuming that his twelve-inch dick was a normal size. Mine was not getting much larger and I became very depressed. I stayed on my own, not associating with any of the other guys. I was afraid that some way they would find out that my dick was small. I developed an inferiority complex and even had thoughts about suicide. I did not want to live if I was not normal partly as I had always been attracted to boys and never to girls; also because I felt I was cursed with a small dick – either way it was as bad as if I was a freak of nature.

My school did not have a counselor or any sex education courses. My teachers were women and I did not feel that I could talk to them about my problem. Talking to my parents was out of the question. They both worked and were always busy and besides that I was too embarrassed and timid to talk about sex with them.

Half way through my senior year in high school I had my eighteen birthday. For some reason it slipped my parents minds and even they did not wish me a happy birthday. I decided that I could not take it any longer and planned out how I was going to commit suicide at mid-night the coming Saturday night. I had even written a note to my parents explaining why I had ended it all.

Saturday afternoon I had just finished mowing the back yard. My parents were out of town and would not be back until Sunday morning. Ron who was my age and lived in back of me stuck his head over the fence. He explained that his parents were also out of town for the weekend and asked me if I would like to come over to his house after dinner and play chess with him. Ron and I did not know each other very well, but we knew that both like to play chess. With chess being my favorite game I agreed. I believed that playing chess would be a good way to pass the time until my mid-night date with death.

Ron and I played three games and I won every game. We started talking after Ron acknowledged that he was no match for me and did not want to play any more. One thing led to another and we ended up with my first experience of sex and seeing another guy’s erection. Ron had had a lot of sexual experiences and was very knowledgeable. He showed me how to perform oral sex and we discussed anal sex. After we had sex we talked for several more hours. I confided in Ron and told him about Jimmy and that I felt inadequately equipped in the dick department. Ron quickly pointed out that if Jimmy had a twelve-inch prick that Jimmy was the one that was a freak. I had already learned that my dick was as large or larger than Ron’s. Without a doubt what I learned from Ron that night changed my whole outlook on life.

I am sure that Warren had no idea that when he told me about the size of Jimmy’s cock, and so had planted a seed in my impressionable mind that festered and grew and had almost cost me my life.

Ron and I got together several more times before high school graduation. Ron also introduced me to some of his friends who had sex with me.

After graduation I joined the Army. To my surprise I ran into Jimmy who I had not seen in two years. We both were stationed at the same Army Base where we were put through basic training. We only saw one another a couple of times but we did meet just as we finished our basic training and were given a two-week leave. We both were going home to visit our parents and agreed to call each other and hang out some.



Chapter 2

I know that I had matured since Jimmy and I were at summer camp together, and Jimmy had become even better looking than ever. Of course his uniform did not have anything to do with him looking so great.

Three days after I got home Jimmy called. He explained that his parents had bought a cottage on the beach that needed a lot of repairs. They were expecting him to help with the repairs while he was home on leave. He told me that he was going to take a truck load of furniture and materials need to make the repairs to the beach the next morning, spend the night before returning the following day and asked if I would like to go with him. I still had and have a thing for Jimmy and I jumped at the chance. He agreed to pick me up the following morning and told me to bring my swimsuit that we would have time for relaxing and have some fun.

Jimmy picked me up as planned. We had not been on the road very long when Jimmy looked at me with a grin on his face, and said, “I know the policy. ‘Don’t Ask. Don’t Tell.’ I have a very personal question to ask that perhaps will not violate the policy. Is your cock actually twelve-inches long?”

I could not keep from laughing. After I got control of myself I said, “That son-of-bitch Warren told you that my dick was twelve inches didn’t he.”

“Yeah! Is it that big?”

“No way! Warren told me that your cock was that size.” I replied.

“If I could get a hold of that bastard I would kill him. He has lied to me so many times that I should have known better. Later on today you just may have to prove that he was lying?”

“That goes both ways. I would like to see the evidence myself. We want be breaking the policy will we?”

“Policy? What policy? What we do to each other after exhibiting our evidence is our business and does not involve asking or telling. Neither of us will have violated the fucking policy. The policy does not say anything about showing.” Jimmy said.

While we were driving we had sort of a game going on between the two of us. We chose our words, wording, or the way we said things carefully so that what we said had a double meaning or could be taken two different ways. In essence it all led to admitting to each other that we both were gay and wanted to have sex with each other. The proof could be verified by both of us sporting boners that were tenting our shorts that we had on.

By the time we reached the cabin we had stopped to eat lunch on the way and had talked enough that we both felt comfortable with each other. There was a feeling of camaraderie and we could trust one another with our innermost thoughts, secrets and feelings.

It took us close to an hour to unload the truck and put everything in order. The cottage was in bad shape. It had been neglected for a number of years. Jimmy did not know the cottage history but did know that it had been vacant or not used in five years. There already had been some work done on it by Jimmy parents. The inside was fairly clean especially for a beach cottage where sand was either tracked or blown in by the wind. The pantry was full of food as well as the refrigerator and deep freezer.

From the outside it looked much larger than it actually was. One thing that caused the optical illusion was a large screened in porch that went all the way around the four sides of the cottage. There were three bedrooms that were only large enough for the beds. Who ever design the layout did so believing that those that used the cottage would spend very little time in the bedrooms and concentrated on devoting as much space as possible to the combination den, breakfast area, and kitchen. There was one small bathroom with a small shower. In back there was an outdoor shower near the patio and back door.

Soon after we finished unloading the truck we went into one of the bedrooms where we were going to change into our swimsuits and spend some time on the beach. As it turned out we spent well over an hour proving to each other that neither of us had a twelve-inch dick. Jimmy was just as anxious to fulfill some of his two and half year old fantasies about me and I was about him. I lost count as to how many times one of us would be giving head and then we switched places.

Once that it was confirmed that his dick was not twelve inches
Jimmy fulfilled ever expectations that I had imagined about him and he told me that I lived up to his expectations. Our cocks were near the same size except his was circumcise just as I hoped that it would be and mine is uncut which Jimmy prefers. We both had very gratifying ejaculations and were well on the way to having the seconded but we decide to spread them out in hopes that we would end up having a greater number in the long run.

We got our swimsuits on and still had erections. Putting suntan lotion on each other did not help them to go down. We still had hard-ons when we left the cottage carrying our beach towels to go to the beach. The rest of the afternoon we walked on the beach, swam, and lay on our beach towels taking a sunbath. During the afternoon a strange phenomena transpired between the two of us. We both were so horny that we could just look into each other’s eyes and instantaneously both of us would get an erection.

As we left to return to the cabin for supper I called Jimmy’s attention that we had not seen a single individual anywhere since we had arrived. He told me that his Dad had told him that for some reason that the high sand dunes with sea oats between the beach and cabin had become known as the place for couples to come at night to make out. He said that his Dad liked to take a swim at night before going to bed and that he had stumbled upon a lesbian couple and a straight couple having sex and he had seen a number of both straight and gay couples either coming or going from the dunes. His father did not know what to do about it or if there was a logical reason that he should even bother trying.

We took off our swimsuits and took a shower outside the cabin. We put a towel around our waist and went inside leaving our swimsuits hanging on a rocking chair on the screened in porch. Jimmy offered me a choice of a variety of things that he could fix for supper and we settled on eating sandwiches.

Having just finished basic training we both were in excellent physical condition and wanted to stay that away. Jimmy suggested that we put on our swimsuits and jog on the beach before the sun went down and kidding me told me that we would not have to do our exercises. He said by the time we had fucked each other that that would take the place of push-ups.

We jogged some distance along the beach and a good pace that was not a strain for either of us. We turned around and headed back toward the cottage. We had intentions to jog an equal distance in the other direction. Once we got back in near the cottage we decide to take a swim first before continuing our jog. The tide was coming in and there were some high waves in which we wanted to play in.

Jimmy got the bright idea that he wanted to pull my swimsuit off of me. It became a game with both of us ending with our swimsuits down to our knees. Then the game became jerking on each other’s dicks and escalated to the point that both of us were near ejaculating. Jimmy managed to get my swimsuit off of me, removed his own and took off towards the cottage bare assed with his stiff cock leading the way. I had no alternative than to follow him. No further thought was given to continue our jogging.



Chapter 3


We took a quick shower outside and did not even bother to dry off. He led the way to our bedroom and we got on the bed. We had a brief discussion as to who was to be first to give head. An agreeable comprise was made and we began giving head to each other at the same time.

Back when we were in summer camp we knew that each other were competitive. Our being competitive that night proved to be an advantage for both of us. We started off with who could cause the other one the greatest amount of pleasure. After we had given head to each other for a good length of time Jimmy wanted me to fuck him to which I had no objections as all as long as I got my turn where he fucked me.

I fucked him doggie style for a good length of time and then I got him to fuck me doggie style for an equal amount of time. I fucked him while he was on his back and then we would switch places. At times we would change so I would suck his cock for a period of time and we would again switch places. This went on for almost two hours before neither of us could hold off any longer and we had our climaxes near the same time.

Nothing was said, but it was a mutual unspoken understanding that neither of us were ready to call it a night. Both of us still had erections. The competition changed slightly. It now became a challenge as to who could get the other one to shoot off the most times before surrendering or giving up.

I would get Jimmy to shoot off and then he would get me to do the same. It kept going back and forth. It was an evenly matched competition. Neither of us ever got ahead of each other. After sometime we lost count of the number of times we had climaxed. What mattered was to keep up with each other. It got to the point that when we climaxed there was hardly any cum and what there was the consistence of slimy water. It was well after midnight when we called it a tied game. Needless to say that either of us had to be rocked to sleep.

I was awakened the next morning with Jimmy poking me in the ribs and telling me that it was time to go jog before breakfast. I was so beat that jogging was the last thing I wanted to do. Jimmy started mocking a sergeant and was yelling, “Get you ass out of bed soldier.” The familiar sound caused me to jump out of bed and start looking for something to put on.

After jogging, eating breakfast and spending an hour on the beach we started getting ready to return home. I had my overnight bag setting on the breakfast table waiting for Jimmy to get ready to leave. He walked up to me and set his things that he was going to take with him on the table beside mine. He grabbed me by the shoulders and told me that he wanted to check out if it still worked. I did not know at first what he was talking about. He started starring me in the eye. It still worked. Both of us got erections and both of us started to get down on our knees at the same time. Jimmy gave in first and I got on my knees undid his shorts and gave him a farewell blowjob. Then he did the same for me. Afterwards we both joked about the lack of cum that we shot off and that our balls and prostates had been working during the night to catch up.

On the way back home I told Jimmy about my depression, inferiority complex, and almost committing suicide due to believing that my penis was abnormally small in comparison to his supposable twelve-incher that Warren had told me about. Jimmy told me that after summer camp that Warren, he and several of their friends jacked off together and he had seen enough erections to know that he was normal, but had always wanted to see my twelve-incher just out of curiosity.

Jimmy told me that he and his parents were going to return to the cottage the following day and he would spend the remainder of his leave doing repair jobs to the cottage. We talked some about neither of us knowing what the Army had in store for us We did not know if we would remain at that base or be shipped somewhere else. We made a pack with each other that no matter what happened that we would keep in touch with each other. If both of us remained there on base that we would get weekend passes and go somewhere and spend time together in a motel.

He also told me that he had decided to take his car back with him when he returned to the base. He invited me to ride back with him. He said that we would spend one night in the motel on the way back to the base. I enthusiastically agree to ride with him.

I cannot believe that my leave time is almost over. I did get to spend some time with Ron. He was home from college for a weekend. I beat his ass again playing chess and spent some quality time with him in his bedroom.

Jimmy is going to pick me up in the morning and we will be heading back to our Army Base. I am so thankful that neither of us have a twelve-inch cock. However, I it might be interesting if I had one that size for a couple of hours. I would like to cram it up my sergeant’s butthole who has been chewing my ass out for one reason or other and has treated me like a piece of shit ever since I joined the fucking Army.

The End.
 
Taking Advantage Of A Deliveryman

Taking Advantage Of A Deliveryman

By Kevin – unoponcho




Wade and Adam met when they were in high school and became best friends. After they graduated from high school they went to different colleges but always ran around together between breaks, holidays and during the summers. After they graduated they returned home, found jobs, and bought homes across the street from each other.

They never flaunted the fact that they were gay, but there was little doubt that they were. They had the same statue, physical characteristics, and same height, but slight difference in their facial structure. They were often mistaken as being twins, which each of them considered to be a compliment. Often times they would dress alike, wear their hair the same to perpetuate the illusion that they were twins. They never had sex together per se. They had had three-ways with the same man, and they had had sex with their dates in the same room at the same time. Their choices in men were almost always the same.

Just one of the many things they shared in common was that they both like antiques. Each of them was beginning to collect antiques and buy pieces whenever they found something that they liked and could afford.

There was an antique auction held every other Friday night that they had never attended. Even though neither of them had much spare money to spend they decided that they would check it out. They dressed in their look-a-like jeans, pull over shirts, sandals, and comb their hair the same way.

The people who owned and managed the auction every other week purchased a container packed with antiques that was shipped from the UK. The container was actually the cargo container of an eighteen-wheeler truck. The containers had all kinds of antiques everything from lamps, clocks, furniture, jewelry, statues, vases, glassware, coins, pocket watches, pots and pans, paintings, and all kinds of other items. The owner’s profits depended on the items being auctioned off would bring in more income than they had paid for the container. The owners never knew what the containers contained until it arrived, was unloaded and placed in their showroom/auction room.

Wade and Ray got to the location of the auction, registered and obtained a card with lager numbers on it identifying them as a buyer. They had time to walk around and observe the items to be auctioned off. As they were walking around both of them were looking at the various items as well as doing their share of cruising. They both spotted a dude that was obviously an employee who was moving things around getting ready for the auction to begin. He was tall, handsome, and muscular, which was an asset because of all the lifting that he was hired to do.

Ray spotted a set of statues that he was having a fit over. They were approximately eighteen inches long, twelve inches high and six inches wide. Each statue was a chariot with a woman driving two horses that were raring up on their hind legs. The only differences in the two statues were that each of the women was in slightly different pose. Ray was holding one of them and carrying on about how beautiful that he thought that it was. The man that they had just seen suddenly joined them. He introduced himself and his name was Mark. Mark picked up the other statue and pointed out to Ray that one of the horse’s legs was broken off and missing. He told Ray and Wade that the missing leg greatly devaluated the antique value. Ray thanked Mark for pointing that out to him. Mark hurriedly left taking care of the things he had to do.

Wade and Ray had been to a couple other auctions and new that each item had been assigned a number to identify it and indicate the order that the item would be auctioned off. They also knew that in all probability that there would be a lot of antique merchants there who would be bidding for merchandise to be added to their shop’s inventory. These merchants were very knowledgeable of antiques and knew the values or the worth of the various antiques that were to be auctioned off. They established in their minds as to the highest bid they would offer on any item that they wished to bid on or purchase.

“I’m going to bid on those suckers. I really like them.” Ray said as he returned the statue on the table.

“Did you hear what Mark just told you? The leg on one of the horses is missing. I don’t know anything about statues. Are they bronze?”

“I don’t know what kind of metal they are but I can fix that leg.”

They continued their stroll and a short time later Wade spotted an armoire that he fell in love with. He began to look it over when Mark reappeared.

Mark opened the doors and pointed out that the back wooden panel was split from the top to the bottom. He informed Wade that the broken panel would devaluate the value of the antique piece.

“Thanks Mark. I’m going to bid on it anyway, but if I am the highest bidder I don’t know how I will be able to get it home?”

“No problem. I have a truck and a delivery service. I will deliver it to your house tomorrow for a reasonable fee.” Mark replied.

There were around two hundred people in the audience when the auction began. Both Wade and Ray were disappointed and did not feel that they had a chance in the world to outbid anyone with that many in attendance. Ray knew Wade well enough that when he found out that Mark would make a delivery to his house that he would mortgage his home to buy the armoire just to get a chance to get into Mark’s pants.

The auction began and some of the pieces were going for hundreds of dollars. Wade and Ray knew that they were out of their reach. Eventually the statues were put up for auction. The auctioneer point out the fact of the missing leg. He opened the auction up for bids. No one bid anything. The auctioneer made another spell about the statues and asked for bids again. Ray bid $5.00. The auctioneer asked for a bid of $10.00 and no one bid. Then he asked for $7.50 and stated that it was ridiculous that no one was bidding on such a set of fine statues. No one bid. The auctioneer announced sold for $5.00. Ray could not believe that he had bought the statues for such a ridiculous price. He was prepared to go as high as a hundred dollars. .

Other items were put up for auction. A diamond and ruby necklace went for thirty thousand dollars and a dinning table and six chairs went for eighteen thousand dollars.

Eventually the armoire was placed up for auction. The auctioneer asked for bids. No one bid and the auctioneer went into an explanation about what a fine piece of furniture with excellent craftsmanship made with walnut and burl wood and on and on before asking for a bid. Wade bid $25.00. The auctioneer asks for a bid of $50.00. No one bid. Then someone bid $30.00. Before the auctioneer had a chance to say anything Wade raised the bid to $35.00. The other bidder went to $40.00. Wade jumped the bid to $50.00, which the other bidder was not interested in raising. Wade was declared as the highest bidder. Wade was ecstatic. He looked over and saw Mark. He gave Mark the thumbs up sign and Mark in return gave Wade the thumbs up along with a bid smile.

Wade and Ray did not wait for the end of the auction. They went to the back of the auditorium where they paid for their items, received receipts, and took the receipts along with Wade’s home address to Mark who retrieved Ray’s statues and told Wade that he would deliver the armoire around 3:30PM tomorrow.

Wade took Ray home and helped him take the statues inside and put them on the breakfast table. Wade asked Ray if he could come over and help he and Mark unload and move his armoire into his bedroom tomorrow afternoon to which Ray agreed.

After Wade left to go home Ray went out into his garage and found a small block of wood. He got his pocketknife, a pencil, and a wastebasket and set down at the breakfast table. He sketch out the outline of the missing horse’s leg and began carving. Before long he had an exact replica of the missing leg that he glue in place. With the aid of some sandpaper by the time he had finished other than the difference in color of the wood and the metal the replaced leg was undetectable. Using some bronze color paint that he had purchased from an Arts and Crafts store for prior project he painted both of the statues. He was well aware that paint or refinishing some antiques depreciated there value. Ray had not bought the statutes as an antique investment, but it was because of the appreciation of the beauty of the artwork.

It was close to 1:00AM Saturday when Ray finished his repair work and placed the statues on the mantel over his fireplace. He was so please and proud that he could hardly contain himself.

Saturday afternoon when he saw Mark backing his truck into Wade’s driveway he ran across the street to help unload the armoire. Mark was wearing coveralls that were drenched in perspiration. After they got the armoire into Wade’s bedroom and in place where Wade wanted it, Wade asked Mark how much he owed him for the delivery. Mark gave him the figure and Wade wrote out a check that included a healthy tip and gave it to Mark.

“Mark I really appreciate your helping me out. Would you like something to cold to drink?” Wade asked.

“No Thanks. I have been making deliveries all day. You are my last customer. I am hot and sweaty and need a shower before I can relax and drink anything.”

“No problem. Take a shower here. I have some sandwiches in the fridge. Take a shower and then you can relax and eat a bit before going home.”

“Sounds great. I am hungry since I have not eaten anything since breakfast. Are you sure that you don’t mind my using your shower?”

“Not at all. There are clean towels on the counter in the bathroom. Ray and I will wait on you in the den.”

Wade and Ray did wait in the den until they heard Mark get into the shower. Wade got up and went into the bedroom and got Mark’s clothes and put them in the washing machine. A few minutes after Mark got out of the shower he discovered that his clothes were missing.

He yelled out, “Where’s my fucking clothes?”

“There in the washing machine. Put a towel around yourself and come join Ray and I. Do you want a cold soda or beer with your sandwiches?”

“A beer would be nice. Thank you.” Mark replied.

When Mark appeared in the den with a towel around his waist and Wade and Ray got a look at his near nude body their heart skipped several beats and their dicks began to get hard. If Mark knew about the affect he was having on Wade and Ray he never showed it. He set down on the couch in front of the coffee table where Wade had placed his beer, a huge plate of sandwiches, and snacks.

Wade and Ray set down on each side of him.

While they were eating they carried on a normal conversation. Mark told them about his work and that he appreciated antiques but he was working to save enough money to return to college where he wanted to study civil engineering. He told them that he and his girl friend had broken up and he had decided to not date any more until he had earned his degree. Learning that Mark was straight did not change Wade’s plans to seduce him.

When Wade heard the washing machine turn off he got up and went in and put Mark’s wet clothes into the drier. When he returned Mark had finished eating and had leaned back onto the couch relaxed. Wade set back down beside him and gave a look to Ray. Since Ray knew Wade so well he knew what Wade was thinking. Together they attacked Mark like an animal attacking their prey. Wade yanked the towel off of Mark and had his cock in his mouth and Ray was licking, kissing his nipples, chest and neck.

Mark scream out, “Hey guys! What the fuck are you doing? I’m straight and don’t go for this shit.”

Ray looked at Mark, and said, “Just relax and pretend that we are two beautiful girls who want your body.”

Mark closed his eyes and scooted down on the couch resting his head on the back, and said, “Well, I must admit that it does feel good. No woman has ever sucked my cock and it felt as good as it does now.”

Ray and Wade began their well-rehearsed routine with the determination to cause Mark to have a climax of all climaxes that he had ever experienced before. When one was not giving head he was using his learned techniques to give pleasure and to stimulate the sensitive areas on Mark’s body while the other one was devoting his attention to service Mark’s big beautiful cock. At times both of them were sucking and licking his cock at the same time. Other times one would be sucking his erection while the other one was sucking and licking his balls or rimmin his asshole. After a length of time they caused Mark to shoot off a large quantity of cum, but they did not stop and continued until Mark was nearing having another climax.

Wade release Mark’s cock from his mouth. He looked up at Mark, and said, “If you would like for us to continue you must agree to spend the night with us?”

“Please don’t stop now. I’m just about to shoot again.”

Wade suggested that they moved to his bed in his bedroom so they would be more comfortable. When they got into the bedroom Wade and Ray removed their clothes and as they were getting onto the bed Mark said, “I’ve never suck on a man’s cock before but I would like to try.” As he bent over to start sucking on Wade’s cock he said, “Please don’t cum in my mouth. I’m not ready for that yet.” He went down on Wade’s erection several times and then wanted to suck on Ray’s, which he did for a short time.

Wade asked Mark if he would like to try and fuck one of their asses. Mark expressed his wiliness. Wade put a condom on Mark while Ray applied lube up Wade’s asshole. Wade assumed the doggie style position and Mark got behind him on his knees and began fucking him. Ray stood up and straddled Wade and positioned himself making his cock available to Mark to suck on it while Mark continued his fucking Wade.

After a considerable amount of time they switched positions and Mark fucked Ray and sucked on Wade’s cock. They had sex in this manner until Wade could tell that Mark was near having an orgasm. He scooted under Ray so that they could give head to each other while Mark continued to fuck Ray’s ass. The three of them ejaculate within minutes of each other.

They lay down on the bed with Mark in the middle and talked briefly before Ray fell asleep. Wade began sucking on Mark’s flaccid dick until he got another hard-on. It took sometime fore Wade to cause Mark to shoot off for the third time. Wade woke Ray up and Ray took over sucking on Mark’s cock until he eventually shot off again. Ray and Wade alternated sucking on Mark’s dick until it was way after midnight. All three of them had multi-orgasms with Mark having way more than Wade or Ray before they all fell asleep.

Sunday morning Ray woke up before Mark and Wade. He got dressed, left a note that he had gone home and was fixing breakfast for everyone and for them to come to his house after they woke up. His main purpose was to show them what he had done to the statues.

Ray had the food prepared for breakfast and they had not shown up. He called them on the phone and woke them up. Shortly after hanging up the phone they showed up. The first thing Mark and Wade saw were the statues. Both of them were shocked and astonished by what Ray had done. Neither of them after close inspection could detect which horses leg had been repaired. After praising Ray highly they set down and ate breakfast.

After they had finished eating Mark reared back in his chair, and said, “Guys I’ve got to get home and get some rest. You all almost kill me last night.”

This time it was Ray that looked at Wade. Without saying a word they attack Mark pulling off his coveralls and gave him their super-duper blowjobs to start his day off right. When they had finished they helped Mark get his coveralls back on and walked him to his truck.

Mark climbed into his truck with wobbly legs and glazed over eyes, rolled down the window, and said to Wade and Ray, “I’ll see you guys at the auction a week from Friday. I hope to be making a lot of deliveries to your houses in the future.”


The End
 
Re: Urge To Have Gay Sex Every Now And Then

My! Kevin
Your two guys are too bushed to do anything together !!!!!!
I do hope they can get it together before Tad leaves.
Harry
 
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