Enslaving Rico Part 3
This chapter introduces a lot of characters. The story gets a little bit darker too. Place a comment or email me if you really like my story.
Gay
Wave to the Moon, It’s Watching!
“WAVE TO THE MOON. IT’S WATCHING” – Deadeye Dick
1 =
Clay looked down at the boy’s hair. It was combed back in a tight, soaking bunch just above the back of his neck. Clay never expressed how great that hair made him feel. The boy, fully aware of his own attractiveness, probably never knew.
“I mean, it’s not like we’d do anything serious. You know? I mean this could be a one time thing. Just kinda seeing how it..I dunno, how it feels.” Clay paused, bit his lower lip. “You know what I mean?”
The boy took awhile to answer. Typical. When he wasn’t running his mouth – his cute mouth, Clay thought with a twist of his stomach – he was combing that hair. One swipe wasn’t enough. No, it usually took twenty to satisfy.
He yanked a piece of grass from the earth. He twisted it, stuck it between his teeth. Then he said: “Yeah. Yeah, I know. I always wondered how it was. But it’s up to you.”
“Well, I..”
What else? Christ, the idea was hard enough to bring up. What else could there possibly be to clarify?
“I mean, where would we do it?” the boy asked. A thin strand of green saliva rolled off his chin. “We’d need a place, and a time, I guess. I never done this before.”
“Me neither,” Clay said.
The boys were sitting on a slopped hill overlooking Camp Greenwood. The mess hall building stood the tallest and ugliest, painted a rancid puke green. One of its windows, the cracked one on the left, glistened in the afternoon sun. Clay had to squint when he glanced downhill, but the boy was wearing a pair of cheap pink sunglasses. He was on his back, staring up at the sky. Clay stood over him. Thinking of what to say next.
“They’re always doing camper check up after supper,” the boy said, the grass blade bopping along between his lips. “And in the morning they do it again. And then again after breakfast. So when are we doing it?”
“Fuck.”
Clay spat. He reached in his pocket and unwrapped a piece of gum. He chewed, not really satisfied. Barely any sugar. The boy once joked that Clay chewed more gum than a chain-smoker smoked.
Clay spat again.
“How ’bout this?” The boy lifted himself from the ground, using his elbows. His hair was corkscrewed in the back and sprinkled with dirt. Soon the plastic comb would be out. “How about we meet here tonight after lights out, or something. After the counselors are sleeping and the guys are sleeping, we’ll come down here.”
“Uh, yeah. I guess that’ll work,” Clay said, distracted.
“But we’ll make it quick. Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
Clay knew. He popped another tasteless piece of gum. He knew.
What about the guys? What if they found out?
“Here would be good I guess, but what about Patterson? He always stays up at midnight.” Clay stopped, chewed. The boy was nodding slowly, as if keeping rhythm to a song stuck in his pretty little head. “We need an excuse.”
“We don’t need one,” the boy said at once. “Patterson doesn’t even like you.”
“If he doesn’t like me, he’ll turn me..us in.”
“Nah, he won’t.”
Clay suddenly felt angry. It crawled up his throat. It made his gum, already lacking flavor, taste like soap. He spat a third time, right beside the boy’s pretty blonde head. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked.
“C’mon,” the boy said. He hopped to his feet and spat himself, the grass blade dancing and twirling as it fell. “C’mon.”
2 =
Camp Counselor Rickley didn’t want to be your friend. He only wanted to help, but he wanted to stay put on a strict teacher-student level. Clay was fine with that. In fact he felt relief when Rickley announced this himself on the first day of summer, when Camp Greenwood opened its two oak entrance doors.
When Clay and the blonde boy walked into Rickley’s office, he was leaning back on a hard-looking meta chair, his feet propped up on his desk, reading a thin Sci-Fi novel. He was halfway through, his lips slightly pulled apart as his eyes scanned the pages. A grotesque alien and a sexy muscular woman graced the cover.
“Rickley?” Clay said softly. He gave the office door two quick taps just to make sure. Rickley heard. He looked up in mild surprise and marked his place with an old Pokemon card. “Could we talk to you?”
“Sure guys,” Rickley said. He leaned forward. His hair was dry, burnt orange, and tied up in a last-minute ponytail. His skin had a greasy gleam to it. Perhaps the harsh fluorescent lights above were to blame. Clay wasn’t sure. Considering the problem on his shoulders at that moment, he didn’t care. “Sorry guys about the chairs. You’ll have to stand. Sorry.”
“No problem,” the boy said. “We just wanted to ask one question.”
Rickley smiled. A strictly professional smile. A bit ugly. “Shoot.”
“Well, we..” Clay started. He looked over at the boy for support. The boy shrugged, reached into his pocket for his plastic comb. So typical. And this was his idea. “..we wanted to move cabins. We have Cabin 4. We were thinking about Cabin 6. Maybe 7?”
“Uh, well…Why?”
“Well, eh..”
The boy stepped to the plate this time. Four swipes and the comb was gone, retired for the time being. He cleared his throat. “Patterson is so annoying. He’s annoying us.” As if for emphasis, or evidence, the boy added quickly, “And he hates Clay.”
Rickley crossed his pale arms and sighed. His eyes fixed on Clay, then switched over to the blond boy.
“I don’t like Patterson that much,” Clay said. He was being honest.
He knew Rickley heard the honesty. “Sure, guys,” he gave in. “But you better go pack your stuff now. It’s getting dark.”
Clay held back his smile, but the boy couldn’t help a crooked grin. Clay saw it before the boy could put it away. His heart fluttered. His cheeks flooded with warmth.
“Thanks!” the boy said.
“Yeah, thanks Rickley,” Clay said.
“Sure, yep,” Rickley said. He got up. “But one thing before you guys go and pack. You guys remember what I said on the first day?”
Clay looked at the boy. The boy looked back. Their faces were blank. It must’ve been a funny sight, because Rickley chuckled: gawk, gawk, gawk. “I just said to try to tolerate your cabin-mates,” he said. “Even if they’re buttheads. Right?”
Clay nodded.
“Sure, Rickley,” the boy said. “C’mon, you know Patterson’s an asshole.”
“I know anyone can be buttheads, kiddo,” Rickley said patently; professionally. “Watch your language in my office.”
3 =
Clay finished first. He picked his box up and carried it outside Cabin 4’s entrance, holding his breath under its respectable weight. A few books and t-shirts there, two or three CDs here, and he was finished. Piece of cake.
He waited for the boy. He couldn’t hear him – the boy was, and had always been, a silent packer – so he sat down on his box and counted the leafs.
What’s happening tonight? He couldn’t help the question wandering into his head. Once it was there it demanded an answer. What are you going to do? What the fuck is happening?
Clay had spent so much time planning, so much time nervously imagining the feel of the boy, what the boy would do without clothes…Now he couldn’t even answer a simple question. A question he asked himself.
Here’s the bottom line: Clay didn’t know. Nothing can be planned perfectly, Clay was aware of that. Nothing is perfect. The night would just have to unravel, blossom. If it happened, it happened. If it didn’t, well….
“But we’ll make it quick,” the boy had said, not four hours before. “Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
So what exactly did the boy mean by that? Did he plan on doing this with Clay again? Did he like Clay? Did he have a-
“Clay! C’mere a second!”
Clay perked up a bit. He hopped off his box and poked his head into the boy’s room.
The smell hit first; a strange mixture of sweat-dried socks, cologne, and bubblegum. Then his eyes adjusted to the room’s dim light, and he could see the boy hunched over his own box, his arm under his bed, his tongue stuck out in frustration.
“Help me with this,” the boy told Clay.
—
They settled on Cabin 6. It stood closest to Burnblack Hill, the boy assured. He was right. The boy assured Clay that the interior would be cozy, that the other campers would have a helluva hard time hearing them. Again, the boy was right on the money.
They stumbled in, dropped their boxes.
“Lookit this,” the boy said loudly. He smiled. He clapped Clay on the back. “Ah, yeah. This is good.”
“Yeah,” Clay said. It has a rug. Lookit the rug.”
“I know, man, I see it.”
The floor was spotless. The windows were streak-free and sent back perfectly-made reflections; Clay and the boy, standing side by side. A table had been nudged into one corner. Books, papers, and candy wrappers littered the surface. The boy picked up the thickest book, thumbed through it.
“Textbook.”
He dropped it and began a rhythm; stare, touch, smell, chuckle. He treated Cabin 6 like a high class four star hotel room.
It could have been a hotel room, expect for the TV. Someone had broken it.
—
Hours later.
The smell of cigarette smoke hung in the air. The boy was sucking on a crumpled Camel. Clay hated cigarettes. He tried to persuade the boy not to light up, but it was pointless. Like trying to kick his own gum habit.
He pulled the covers over his nose and counted the brown ceiling tiles. He was naked. The boy was naked.
The boy didn’t bother with covers. His dick sat limply on his left thigh, shaven, swollen with greenish veins. Clay gave it a friendly hey-how’sitgoing-look, then turned on his side.
“So what are we doing now?” the boy asked. He blew smoke, and it all seemed to swarm Clay’s side. He coughed. “Sorry, man. So what you want to do now?”
“I, uh…I dunno.”
“Well, we have to do something. I mean, you’re supposed to do something after you’re naked. Like, I dunno…do something.”
Do what? Clay thought. His own penis, smaller and hairier, twitched to life, as if it to was waiting for something.
“I think we should, uh..” the boy paused. He dragged on his cigarette in the meantime. Coughed. Continued: “I think we should suck each other.”
Clay sat up. Something pierced his heart then, reminding him of the feeling he got whenever his name was mentioned during the morning announcements at school. The feeling always subsided on his way to the office, but that was at school. This feeling stayed.
“Here, I’m putting out my cigarette. Get ready, you’re goin’ first.”
Jesus. Jesus fucking Christ.
Finally happening. Clay could hardly believe it. He could hardly throw the cover off his lap, his dick was so erect. It looked almost purple in the moonlight leaking in.
“Nice,” the boy said, rubbing the tip. Clay moaned and shut his eyes. “Man, you want it. Don’t you? Keep your eyes closed.”
Clay propped his head on a pillow, pushed back so the boy would have room to…work. He clutched Clay’s thighs. He spread them until Clay heard his pelvis crack. A cool draft swept over his asshole, his ballsack, and he moaned again.
“Woah.”
“What?” Clay asked. Eyes closed. Fists behind his head.
“Your asshole’s really hairy. And your thighs-”
“Just do it,” Clay said forcefully. But he had a smile.
“Well..alright.”
Those were the last words Clay remembered. Then the pleasure paralyzed him, wiped out his entire thinking process. “Oh, god,” he moaned in Cabin 6.
4 =
Clay took the bedsheets in his fists. By now he was sweating like a bitch. His bang were drenched. His back felt sticky and itchy. But he didn’t fucking care. The pleasure was too great, too big.
His feet were up. The boy had his mouth full. His head was bobbing up and down in a rhythm even the mattress joined in on. The springs creaked as Clay screamed.
“Ah!”
“Goofhod?” the boy said against skin.
“Yeah!”
The boy heard loud and clear. He kept up his rhythm. It was so perfect, almost rehearsed. His hands ended up on Clay’s stomach, playing with his curled chest hair. Then his finger traveled south, tickled Clay’s lower thigh, the space just below his ballsack, just above his…
“No, man. Not yet. It’s gonna hurt.”
The boy took his mouth off Clay’s cock, which was dripping and throbbing. He started a slower but more comfortable rhythm with his free hand. “Nah, it won’t. It looks lose. I can’t believe I found it with all this hair.”
“Very funny. Just c’mon and keep going.”
The boy continued.
—
It built slowly, starting at Clay’s throat and then spreading to his stomach, the tip of his penis. Familiar, of course. He’d jerked off at least a million times since his first pump-pound in fourth grade, when he was only eleven.
But this feeling felt different. The fourth grade feeling built a dinky lego bulding. This feeling – the Camp Greenwood feeling – was building a fucking skyscraper. Building the Effel Tower and squeezing the Empire State Building on top.
Rhythm; up down, lick, suck, down up.
“Uh..”
He couldn’t control his feet. He had them wrapped around the boy’s midsection, his toes buried in the boy’s smooth ass cheeks. When he got tired of clasping the bedsheets, he decided on stroking the boy’s beautiful blonde locks. The boy didn’t mind. This was an exception. The boy, Clay supposed, gave in easily with a dick in his mouth.
“Little harder,” Clay said.
The boy made it harder.
“AH! FASTER!”
The boy picked up the pace. His lips were smeared with his own spit, and Clay’s cum.
Speaking of cum…
“Ah! UH!”
“Cuphmi’?” the boy mumbled.
Clay nodded. No more words. His tongue was frozen as the feeling hit every inch of his body. He cocked his head back as far his spine would allow, as far as the mattress would allow, and screamed.
Building, building. Bubbling to the surface. Soon he’d cum. He’d fucking choke the boy, but he couldn’t help it.
“Ah, AH!”
The shape was just below the water. Clay could see it, dark and looking lovely. Soon it would burst through the surface and drench everything. The boy’s face. The bedsheets. The ceiling, fuck if it could. Fuck it it couldn’t.
“AH!”
Suddenly the boy’s lips were gone. The shape dropped a little, and Clay – picturing all this in his head – struggled to see it. Struggled to persuade it.
He caught his breath. “Wha-what are you doin-”
“Shut up,” the boy said, and climbed on top of Clay.
Clay opened his eyes. The boy was sweating, his face so close to Clay’s..He kissed his lips, and he tasted Chap Stick. Clay was sure his own lips tasted like gum.
“Hey!”
But the boy wasn’t listening. He grabbed his cock, stiff and at least seven inches, thrust it into Clay’s ass, and began a third rhythm. Much more violent. Much more forceful, and sloppy, and determined.
The boy grunted. Clay shrieked.
“OW. NAH! C’MON, STOP!”
Another grunt. That was Clay’s answer. He couldn’t even see the shape in the water now. His dick went limp. He punched the boy on the chest. The boy laughed.
“C’mon, Clay. Dude. Just relax. Relax. I need to do this.”
“Fucking STOP!”
“DUDE. RELAX.” Like a teacher talking to a retard. “Close your eyes.”
Clay tried. The pain kept them open. His asshole was ripping down there, he could feel it. Something was dripping down his leg, he was sure it was blood. Not cum. Not the boy’s.
“Relax. Rela-ugh. Relax.”
Pump. Pump. Thrust. The shape came back, and so did his erection. The boy’s rhythm was better than ever.
Everything was back on.
“Ah!”
“Ugh, uh, AH!”
“AH!”
The sounds of sex echoed against the walls. The springs creaked. Clay had his hands around the boy’s neck, the boy had his lips on Clay’s cheek. Their damp bodies collided, stuck, and the sound joined the others.
Clay had to cum. The feeling was back, and it was somehow stronger.
“Man, I’m cumming!”
“Hold on,” the boy answered.
Another thrust. The boy’s dick was smeared with sweat and shit. He didn’t look down, only felt Clay’s pleasure, smelled the smells.
“I’m..AH!”
“No-”
“AHHH!”
He couldn’t hold it back. You can’t hold a dolphin down, you can’t tell it not to break the ocean surface. The shape broke the surface. Clay came everywhere. He could almost hear the pinched squirt. He certainly saw the squirt. The boy’s chest caught everything. On the third pump, the bedsheets were the target. “Uhhhh.”
“I aint done yet,” the boy pronounced. He gave his final thrust strength. “AH!”
It was all over. Clay felt as if someone had loosened his bowels. Everything came out, the blood, the cum, the shit. His asshole twitched. He farted. The smell seemed to haunt the air. It stank of shit, and blood, and cum. Clay tried to cover himself, but the boy pulled his hand away. “Let it out,” he said, panting, wiping his chest. “You’re probably going to shit blood.”
“I don’t care,” Clay said. He was staring at the sliver of moonlight outside. It must have watched everything from up there. It almost seemed to applaud.
PROLOUGE =
Clay cleaned himself up. He found a fresh pair of boxer shorts, slipped them on, checked himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked horrible. But he looked happy.
When he walked out, the boy was on an armchair, flipping through the textbook he’d found earlier. He was still naked, but clean. No sweat.
“C’mere,” he said, his eyes still on page four-hundred. Clay sat down next to him. His asshole kept twitching, and walking made it worse.”You smell good.”
“Thanks,” Clay said. He kissed the boy on the cheek, and looked down at the textbook.
“Read this poem,” the boy said. “Right there, at the bottom.”
It was written by a guy named Otto Baumberger. Baumberger’s picture was included beside the text; handsome, with a long salt-pepper beard and thick eyebrows. Wearing a suit and tie. Frowning.
Clay read:
“I will build a window,
I will open a window,
What will you see?”
Clay remained silent as he finished the last word, the last question mark. He ran a finger over Baumberger’s picture, as if that would reveal the poem’s mystery,
“I like it,” the boy said. “I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
Clay didn’t have a clue either, but he liked the picture the poem painted inside his head.
Clay and the boy, holding hands outside a beautiful home. Clay and the boy kissing. A carpenter working on the windows. He finishes. It’s Otto Baumberger himself. Yeah. His beard is dripping with sweat. “There ya go,” he says, motioning to the final window, which happens to be the biggest. Clay and the boy wander over, hand in hand, cheek to cheek. They look through. Clay cries, and the boy soon follows.
They’re looking at a decked out living room. They’re looking at grand kids and parents, and themselves, and little kids, and a Christmas tree, and a roaring fireplace, and Clay’s father, proud of his son. His gay son.
“I’m cold,” Clay said “It’s cold in here.”
The boy smiled. He dropped the textbook and Otto Baumberger down on the coffee table. He spread his hairless thighs. His asshole looked loose, which didn’t surprise Clay.
Never done this before my ass, he says to himself before starting a little rhythm of his own.
= THE END =
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Family Values Part 1
My first story. Possible series.
And Mother Makes Four 1
Dear readers, this story is copied from other site with some addition from my side…please enjoy….
Here I am in a Caribbean Resort hotel room in a 69 position with my new daughter-in-law. As we lick each other’s pussy we are both getting fucked in the ass. She is being ass fucked by her new husband who is also my son. I am getting ass fucked by my son’s best friend who was also his best man. Before I finish this scene let me tell you how we all got here.
I am a divorced wife who made out very well in the custody battle and financial settlement. My son and I have lived very comfortably in a stately home. The home is not a mansion but it is plenty big with beautiful private grounds with a security gate. We have a large in-ground pool with very tasteful and comfortable patio furniture. The basement is completely finished with a wet bar, exercise room and recreation room.
My son Jerry had just graduated from college and was planning to get married in a month. Jerry is a good looking young man at age 22 with blonde hair and blue eyes. He is 5’9″ tall and weighs 160 pounds and in excellent shape. He and his best friend Biff work out at our house all the time. Biff is a strapping young man at 6’2″ and 195 pounds. He played football in college and still keeps himself in great shape. He was also 22 years old with brown hair and piercing steel blue eyes.
Jerry was planning to marry Joannie a bleached blonde who I did not care for. I felt she was after Jerry only for our money. Joannie was pretty at 5’7″ and 120 pounds she looked good. Her figure was 34-22-35 without an ounce of body fat. Joannie swam a lot and also worked out with the guys. Her well-tanned body was lean and tight. Her 34b tits were firm and Joannie hardly ever wore a bra. Her short mini-skirts accented her long tan legs. I had often seen had seen Joannie wear thong panties with her curvy ass peeking out from under her skirt.
At 44 years old I was still proud of my figure. I was always small breasted with a 34 b-cup. I had nice legs and a shapely bottom. I was a natural blond with blue eyes. I also made good use of the pool to stay in shape. I had a great tan with no tan lines because I was able to sunbathe in the nude in our private yard. My name is Marla.
Marla watches Biff and Jerry workout
Jerry, Joannie and I were planning the wedding together and we did a lot of shopping together and individually. The wedding and reception would be at our house. Jerry and Joannie would be going to Jamaica for their honeymoon. One day I headed up to go shopping and realized that I forgot something so I went back to the house. I entered the house and I heard Jerry and Biff down in the basement, I figured that they were working out together again. Then I heard Biff speak.
“Oh yeah suck that cock suck it good,” he yelled.
I knew that I shouldn’t but I had to see what was going on in my house. I quietly walked down the stairs and looked into the bar area. There was Biff sitting back on one of the bar stools with my son Jerry on his knees sucking on Biff’s cock. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Here was my son to be married is less than a month sucking on his best man’s cock.
“Man you sure are a great cocksucker Jerry. I think that you may be just a little better than Joannie,” Biff echoed.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and hearing. Was Biff getting blowjobs from both Jerry and Joannie?
“I’m getting close Jerry,” Biff warned.
“Cum on me this time,” Jerry said as he took Biff’s dick out of his mouth and jerked him off with his hand as he fondled Biff’s balls with his other.
I was taken with the size of Biff’s cock. I knew that he had a good package from the times I saw him in his bathing suit but I was not prepared for this. His cock had to be 8-9 inches long and thick enough that my son could not wrap his hand around it.
Jerry continued to jerk off Biff occasionally licking the head of his dick. Then Jerry took the cock head back in and out of his mouth making a popping sound as it left his mouth.
“Here it comes, Jerry,” Biff announced as he shot streams of cum into the air. It landed on his stomach and on my son’s face, hair, chest, and all over the back of his hand.
I had never seen anyone cum that much before. Biff must have fired six or seven volleys of his seed before it just started to ooze out of his dick head. Jerry took Biff’s cock back into his mouth and sucked him dry. He then licked cum off of the back of his hand and off of Biff’s body.
“I love to watch you shoot,” he told Biff.
“What do you like best, watching me shoot or having me cum in your mouth,” Biff asked.
“That’s a tough call. I like watching you shoot barrage after barrage into the air but I also like it when it hits the back of my throat and fills my mouth,” Jerry answered and then went back to sucking Biff’s cock which maintained its erect state.
“Are you ready to fuck me? I really need your cock in my ass now,” my son asked him.
Surely my son is not going to take that monster in his ass I thought to myself. I watched as Jerry retrieved some sort of lubricant and prepared his asshole for Biff’s dick. Biff generously applied the lube to his stiff pecker. My son leaned over the bar stool as Biff got behind him and slowly eased his impressive organ into Jerry’s rectum.
Biff fucked him slowly at first and then picked up the pace. I couldn’t believe that my son could take that entire cock in his ass. Biff was pounding him hard now as his body slammed against my son’s buttocks.
“Oh yeah, give it to me, fuck me hard, fuck me with that ass buster,” my son called out to Biff.
“You have a great looking ass and I love fucking it. I love it as much as fucking Joannie’s ass,” Biff told him as my son was impaled on his cock.
“Take it all in!” he shouted and with one insanely hard thrust he stretched my son’s asshole even more. I thought his cock head would be come out of my son’s open mouth.
“There you go Jerry!” he yelled stopping momentarily as he relished the scene with his entire pole imbedded in my son’s ass. My son was impatiently waiting impatiently for the ass pounding to continue.
“Do you want me to fuck your brains out?” he asked arrogantly.
“Oh God please yes!” my son begged.
With that he pulled his rigid dick out until only his head remained inside of my son’s ass and then he again buried it forcefully to the hilt. Biff repeated the process quickly picking up pace. His sweaty balls smacked right into my son’s ass repeatedly his balls as I watched his bun hole repeatedly stretched and un-stretched over and over. Each slide in and pull out sent a shiver of pleasure up my son’s spine as Biff relentlessly slammed into him. He held my son by the shoulders as he forced himself into him harder and harder.
“Oh that’s incredible!” my son screamed.
“Give it to me, give me your cum, cum in my ass,” Jerry begged him as he jerked on his own cock.
Biff really picked up the pace and rapidly plowed my son’s ass as he raced toward his second orgasm. He held onto to my son’s hips as he pounded his ass. I could tell by the look on Biff’s face that he was really close to cumming.
“Here it comes again,” Biff yelled as his entire body stiffened and he plunged into Jerry’s ass unloading his seed.
“Oh yeah, I can feel it, fill me up, fill up my ass with your jizm,” Jerry called out.
Biff resumed fucking Jerry slowly as Jerry rotated his ass and squeezed his buttocks milking the remaining cum from Biff. Jerry was franticly jerking his own dick in search of his first orgasm. Jerry stiffened with Biff’s cock still impaled in his ass and shot his load across the bar stool. Biff slowly eased his deflating cock out of my son’s ass and it made a popping sound as it cleared his sphincter.
“Man I really know that I’ve been fucked when you fuck me Biff,” Jerry told him as he turned and faced Biff, taking Biff’s cock in his hand and then dropping to his knees to take it back in his mouth.
I was in shock to what I had just witnessed, my own son sucking cock and taking it in the ass. What about Joannie? Did she know what was going on? She was obviously fucking Biff too, so she must know. I watched as the guys began to clean themselves up and then I quietly left the basement. As I walked up the stairs I realized that my own pussy was sopping wet. As appalled as I was I was also turned on by the scene I just witnessed.
I left the house to go shopping as originally planned. As I was driving my mind kept going back to Biff and Jerry. I made up my mind to spy on them some more whenever I could. Would I get to watch Joannie as well? Time would tell.
Joannie joins the guy’s workout
One day the three of them were swimming and sunbathing by our pool. I told them that I was going out for a couple of hours and that I would be home in time for dinner. They bid me farewell and I pretended to leave in hopes that something might happen between them. I was not to be disappointed. Before long I heard them come in from the pool through the doors to the recreation room. They were laughing and joking around and then things got a little quiet. Finally I heard Biff speak.
“Joannie you are doing a great job sucking my cock. I told Jerry the other day that I wasn’t sure who was the better cocksucker, you or him.”
That was my cue to slip downstairs and observe the action. When I got to my observation point I saw that Biff was sitting between Joannie and Jerry on the couch and Joannie had leaned over to suck Biff’s pecker. The three of them were naked and I could see the discarded swim suits nearby on the floor.
“My turn now,” Jerry said as he took Biff’s dick from Joannie and started to suck it.
Joannie moved around and knelt down to take my Jerry’s cock in her mouth. Now my son and future daughter-in-law were both sucking cock, incredible!
Jerry and Joannie kept sucking until both Biff and Jerry came. Biff filled Jerry’s mouth to overflowing with his orgasmic load and Jerry shot his wad into Joannie’s mouth. Jerry and Joannie lick their lips savoring the taste of cum. Biff then had Joannie sit on the sofa as he knelt between her legs to eat her pussy. Jerry sat along side Joannie and they kissed deeply exchanging the remaining cum between them. Biff had lifted Joannie’s legs up on his shoulders and buried his face in her twat. Within minutes Biff had Joannie squirming with her first orgasm.
“Oh shit, oh shit, yeah right there you got the spot. Suck me, nibble me, make me cum,” Joannie yelled out as her body went into spasms with the intensity of her orgasm.
Biff clearly knew what he was doing as he had Joannie going wild. She drenched his face with her pussy cum and he kept right on eating her until she pleaded with him to stop.
“Stop, please stop, no more, I can’t take anymore. Man can you eat pussy,” she gasped.
I witnessed the remarkable recovery of youth for the next several hours as the three of them engaged in a variety of sexual compilations. The men each came at least four times and Joannie had countless orgasms.
Biff was hard again after eating Joannie’s pussy and Joannie wanted his big cock in her cunt. Biff lay back on the sofa and Joannie straddled him lowering herself on his dick. Joannie moaned as the large cock entered her womb. She allowed herself time to adjust to his size and then started fucking herself on his cock. Jerry knelt behind her and began to finger her asshole with the lubricant. Satisfied that she was well greased he eased his 6″ into her ass. Joannie stopped moving and leaned forward slightly so that Jerry would have easy access to her bottom. The guys got into a rhythm and were soon driving Joannie crazy. When Jerry pulled out Biff plowed her pussy and when Biff pulled out Jerry slammed into her ass.
Joannie had multiple orgasms before it was obvious that the guys were close to cumming again. Biff and Jerry picked up the pace and were pounding Joannie’s body. They were not trying to maintain a rhythm but only racing toward their own climatic end.
“Oh fuck me, fuck me, give me your cum, cum in my ass, cum in my pussy, fill me up.” Oh I wish I had another cock for my mouth,” Joannie repeated over and over.
Jerry seemed to cum first based on his body gyrations, then stiffening and gasping as he unloaded in his wife’s to be ass. Biff wasn’t far behind as he started humping Joannie’s cunt and almost bucked Jerry and Joannie off of him with the power of his orgasm. They all collapsed with Biff on the bottom and Joannie sandwiched between them.
After a brief rest the trio moved into position for their finale. Joannie lay on her back as Jerry got between her legs and slipped his cock into her hot pussy. Biff got behind my son and slid his thick cock into his ass. Joannie and Biff let Jerry do all the work humping her pussy and impaling himself on Biff’s dick. Jerry moved faster and faster as he approached his orgasm bringing his two partners off with him. It was amazing as they all seemed to stiffen and cum at the same time. They then collapsed, their bodies totally drained. Once they recovered they headed back out to the pool and I snuck back upstairs with a sopping wet pussy.
Biff Confronts Marla
I had several more opportunities to observe these sex enthusiasts engage in threesome activities and compilations. One day they were shooting pool in the nude and purposely distracting each other during the shot. Jerry was lining up a shot when Joannie jumped up on the pool table and spread her legs.
“I bet you can’t hit my clit,” she said as she opened her labia with her hands and pulled open the protective hood covering her clit.
Jerry replied, “What do you want to bet?”
“The loser has to lick the other one’s asshole,” she said laughingly.
As Jerry took aim Joannie said, “Wait you need a little distraction to make it challenging, Biff fuck his ass.”
Biff then slid his impressive pecker into Jerry’s asshole. Jerry grunted and tried to focus on the shot. Just as Jerry attempted the pool shot Biff plowed into his ass and the ball hit Joannie in the foot.
“You lose,” she yelled as she moved down the table toward Jerry’s face.
Joannie lifted her legs up so that Jerry could lick her asshole as Biff continued to fuck him in the ass. Jerry licked Joannie from her asshole up to her pussy and soon had her cumming on his face. Biff in the meantime shot his load into my son’s ass. Jerry stood up still impaled on Biff’s cock and lifted his own dick toward Joannie’s body and sprayed his cum on her thighs.
These three were insatiable and bordering on sexual deviation. I wondered how long this would go on after Joannie and Jerry were married. I was lost in my thoughts when I realized that Biff was looking toward my hiding place. Had he seen me? Would he say anything? God, I hoped not. I quietly slipped back up stairs praying that I had not been detected.
A couple of days passed and Biff never said a word about seeing me spy on them. I assumed that he had not seen me but I was careful not to return to my hiding place too soon. I thought that if a waited a few more days then I could start spying again undetected.
One weekend the three of them planned a trip with some friends up to the lake. I was glad to finally have the house and pool to myself for a few days. Saturday was a hot day and I chose to hang out by the pool all day. I set the security system so that I would not be disturbed as I decided to read a good book as I sunbathed in the nude. I was totally into the book when I was startled by Biff’s voice.
“Catching some rays, Marla?” he observed.
I quickly reached for my robe but he had already moved it out of my reach. I dropped my book and covered my breasts with one hand and my vulva with the other.
“What are you doing here? I thought you went to the lake. How did you get in?” I asked nervously.
“I decided to pass on the lake and hang out by your pool. Jerry gave me the security code so I just let myself in. You don’t mind if I join you do you?” he replied
“I certainly do mind. I wanted some privacy today and I would like you leave now!” I said trying to sound firm.
He laughed and started to take off his clothes and said, “I’ll just stay for a little while and work on my tan lines.”
I was appalled with his behavior and shocked when he striped naked. I stared briefly at his penis which even in its soft state was 6″ long. I broke my stare and flipped over on my stomach to face away from him.
“Hey what’s the big deal? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before,” he said.
He knew, he had seen me spying on them and there was no denying it. He then surprised me by straddling my legs and patting my buttocks.
“You have a nice ass Marla in fact you have a great figure. Let me put some lotion on you so that you don’t sun burn,” he offered.
I felt him squirt the lotion on my shoulders and back and lean forward to rub it in to my skin. As he leaned forward I felt the weight of his now erect cock resting on my ass cheeks. I protested and tried to squirm away but he just held me still and covered my body with lotion.
He worked his way down from my shoulders to the small of my back and then started with my calves and worked up to my thighs. Then he began to massage my ass and I felt a familiar stirring in my loins. I was red as a beet but it wasn’t from the sun. I tried one more time to avoid his advances but to no avail. Biff spent a long time massaging my ass cheeks and inner thighs and occasionally let his hand slip between them.
He took hold of my shoulders and slowly turned me over on my back. I was just about to protest again when he kissed me deeply plunging his tongue into my mouth. His tongue sought out mine and he had me reeling in passion. I resolved to allow him to have his way with me. After all isn’t that what I wanted?
Biff kissed his way from my lips to my jaw line and along my neck. He lightly kissed, licked and nibbled my neckline softly. Then he tongued my ear just enough to add stimulation. I wanted to protest but felt extremely pleasurable.
He then worked his way further down to my chest kissing me along the way. When he finally reached my breasts he gently squeezed them and rolled my nipples between his fingers. It had been so long and I felt so feminine, so exquisite and I longed for more of his touches and caresses.
Biff looked into my eyes and whispered, “You have great tits.” Why couldn’t he refer to them as breasts I wondered as he teased, kissed and squeezed my breasts? He tortured me by neglecting my nipples as he went close and blew his warm breath over them exciting me and increasing my desire.
I was on the edge and close to an orgasm just from his foreplay. I urgently craved the touch that would provide my much needed release. Biff brought me to the edge of desire and allowed me to linger there as he touched me. His one hand cupped my vulva and probed at the opening of my moist passage while he continued to tweak and tease my nipples. His wet warm mouth covered my other breast filling me with lust. My desire to cum increased.
Biff had me to the point that I would orgasm if he touched my clit. I was overheated and my pussy was on fire. Just a touch would have ignited my flame and sent me crashing over the edge. A moan escaped my lips as I beseeched him to touch me. “Please, please,” I implored him.
“Please what Marla? What do you want me to do? Do you want to cum?” he asked me in a seductive tone.
“Oh yes, let me cum,” I pleaded.
He pushed both my breasts together and took both nipples into his mouth and sucked them. He would release them letting them pop out of his mouth and repeated the process until my hips were moving of their own accord. He then slid his tongue across them and flicked them back and forth but stopped before I exploded in orgasm.
As he touched the tip of my labia he inserted his finger inside my juicy and wet pussy searching for my clit. He then spread his remaining fingers opening my outer lips as he slid his finger back and forth over my hard pearl.
Biff then knelt and placed his warm mouth on my moisture. He flattened his tongue and slid it back and forth as he licked the length of my slit. My vulva was swollen with desire as he licked and sucked my juices from me holding my clit firmly between his lips. My muscles contracted in spasm and I squirted cum over his fingers and mouth. I moaned and trembled as my body grew weak from my intense climax. Little did I know that the best was yet to come and what was in store for me.
Biff neatly lapped up the remainder of my pussy cum and then he moved up the lounge chair and kissed me deeply allowing me to taste myself from his lips.
“See how delicious you taste. Your pussy really puffs up when you get excited and you are a real squirter,” he told me.
“Biff, my pussy always swelled when I was excited and for as long as I could remember I would squirt cum out in streams. My ex-husband didn’t like that and he would not eat my pussy to climax. He also made fun of my pussy because of the swollen size,” I confessed.
“Well I kind of dig it having you shoot your juice into my mouth. When I scuba dive I see a fish called a Puffer fish because it puffs up when excited. Now I have seen a puffer pussy,” he teased me.
“Now I want to make you feel good and we have just begun,” he said stroking my face tenderly.
Biff stood up and his big cock stretched forward. I was looking at the largest cock that I have seen if my life. Biff’s cock looked twice as big as my ex-husband’s dick. It had to be at least 9″ long and over 5″ around. Biff was obviously proud of his manhood as he almost posed letting it wave in front of my face. I had the urge to take his cock in my mouth but I had never sucked a cock this large before and I was afraid.
He pushed me gently back on the lounge and I lay back all the way, spreading my legs for him. Biff positioned himself between my thighs, took my face in his hands and leaned in to kiss me. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and held him almost in fear of the penetration I knew was to come. He slowly inched his impressive organ into me stretching my womb as he did. I whimpered into his mouth and trembled against him trying hard to control myself. Once he had gotten completely into me he paused and allowed me to adjust to his size before he started fucking me. I had never been so full and it seemed like every fiber in my pussy was alive and tingling.
Biff broke our kiss and looked down into my eyes. “Marla, are you okay?” he asked showing concern.
Unable to speak at that moment I nodded yes and shifted slightly beneath him letting myself adjust to his tremendous girth. As I lay there the feeling of being stretched diminished and was replaced by a wonderful sensation. I knew then that I wanted more.
“Please fuck me,” I whispered.
“With pleasure,” he replied as a smile spread across his face and he began moving his hips. In and out he fucked me very slowly at first and got my juices running and coating us both. He ground his pelvis into me with each inward thrust keeping his cock in constant contact with my clit. I moaned quietly as he pushed into me and gradually increased the pace. Each drive became more powerful than the last pushing deeper into me with more urgency. My moans became louder and as his strokes became quicker. As if a reflex I drew my knees up closer to my chest which gave him a deeper target. In one fluid motion Biff threw my legs over his shoulders and leaned forward supporting himself on his forearms so as not to crush me. He was breathing heavier now and grunting each time he plunged his cock into me. He ground himself harder and harder into me the friction on my clit so was unbearable. His cock was stroking my insides and stimulating my G-spot and his pelvis grinded onto my clit. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to another climax.
“Biff, I am really close. I am going to cum again,” I whimpered almost out of breath.
“Cum for me, Marla I want you to cum for me,” as said as he sped up and pushed harder and faster
Biff fucked me as hard and fast as he could as I came and came and came. My body shook uncontrollably my pussy walls clamped around his cock and I dug my nails into his shoulders as he continued to fuck me hard. As I came down from my incredible high I could feel Biff began to tense up.
“Oh here it comes Marla, I’m going to cum, oh yeah here it is!” Biff exclaimed as with one final shove into me he stiffened and came shooting his load deep within me.
I could feel volley after volley of cum hit the walls of my vagina as Biff spasm and ground against me. The grinding on my clit sent me over the edge once more as Biff flooded my pussy. As we settled down my legs slowly slipped from his body and lay limp on the lounge. Biff collapsed gently on me with our bodies covered with perspiration and the love juices from our intense orgasms. We rested for awhile holding each other. It seemed like we were together for hours and I wondered what time it was. Remarkably we had only been at it just over an hour.
Biff said, “Let’s grab a shower and then hit the pool.”
Strangely enough I did not feel guilty or embarrassed by the encounter. I was now comfortable with my nudity and I walked naked into the house leading Biff to the shower. I felt good about myself and I was proud to show off my body. I entered the shower and relaxed under the cascade of hot water when Biff joined me. We began to wash each other as we were anxious to feel more of each other. I soaped up Biff’s testicles and penis until he was fully erect again in the shower.
I lifted his testicles to feel the weight of Biff’s balls and his sacs were full and bursting again with desire. I maneuvered the rigid engorged cock between my legs and rubbed it against my clit. I then placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of my vagina and rolled the head against my muscular walls opening them slightly.
Biff unable to wait any longer grabbed my buttocks and drew me closer until the mushroomed head of his cock just slipped inside. Using his hips for leverage he forced more of his penis in me until all nine-inches were buried within and the silky walls of my cavern clung to the invader. I enjoyed the feel of his massive intruder as Biff pushed me against the shower wall. Forcing me back against the wall his long cock is evoking wondrous feelings in my pussy. After several minutes of bucking his hips against my pelvis he grunted vocally and I now knew that meant he was not too far off. My vaginal walls convulsed around the stiff manhood my hips gyrated wantonly and I experienced yet another satisfying orgasm. I felt his eruption approaching and his hot liquid suddenly splashed against my insides.
We stayed in the embrace for a few minutes allowing our emotions to subside. I stepped back from Biff and his limp cock plopped out easily. I contemplated taking it into my mouth, sucking off his cum and tasting my own juices intermixed with his, but decided to save that for another time.
Biff and I rinsed off and then headed out to the pool. The rest of the day we swam, chatted and sunbathed in the nude. That evening Biff would stay for dinner and stay for the night. We made passionate love several more times that night until I almost passed out from exhaustion brought on by my intense orgasms.
The next morning I awoke with mixed feelings and with Biff in my bed. I regretted letting my emotions get the best of me but at the same time I was ecstatic with orgasmic bliss. I looked at Biff laying there with his impressive organ in a semi-erect state and I could not resist taking it in my mouth.
I sat naked on the bed before him. My nipples and cunt were alive with desire as I brought his hard cock to my lips. I tried to picture what I looked like; the prim and proper mother of the groom opening her mouth to run her tongue across the head of the best man’s cock. Soon Biff’s cock was deep in my mouth and as he fully awoke he chanted my name.
“Oh Marla that’s it, suck me, suck my cock, lick my balls, play with my balls,” he directed.
I could tell from his hip movements, deep breathing and his inability to continue his suggestive talk that he was close to cumming. It wouldn’t be long now before I tasted his sperm. With me still sucking his cock, Biff eased back on the bed and lay down. I turned sideways so that I could suck his cock deeper into my mouth. I was only able to take about 5″ of his cock although I continued to test my gag line which drove him crazy. I was so engrossed in sucking Biff’s cock that I never heard or saw anyone enter the room.
Sitting on the bed and leaning over to keep Biff’s cock in my mouth had caused my legs to splay open. I suddenly felt a pair of hands on my thighs tugging them open even further. Without removing the cock from my mouth I looked over and saw a totally naked Joannie kneeling between my legs. She began kissing my thighs and around my pubes as her hands caressed my hips and my belly. I turned my attention back to Biff’s cock and I felt Joannie descend to take her kisses to my pussy as she desired to taste and eat from my swollen cunt. I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking back and forth I wanted to cum so badly against her voracious tongue. Her hands and fingers were now caressing my ass. Then her soft warm hand was on my breast caressing and pulling on my hardened nipples as her wet soft kisses sucked at my clit and lips. I came again and again intensely with her mouth glued to my mound and her tongue in my pussy.
Biff sensed my orgasm and continued fucking my face as I stretched my neck trying to keep his cock within my lips again while I fucked Joannie’s face. I continued to lick and suck Biff’s cock and balls before running my tongue under his scrotum across his perineum. He moaned loudly as my one hand circled and squeezed the head of his slick cock and I cupped his bloated balls with the other hand.
Suddenly I felt his hand on the back of my head, grasping my hair forcing me down on his cock. I obediently sucked around the length of his pole, while his cock erupted with hot jets of cum flooding my mouth. As hard as I tried I couldn’t swallow all of his cum quick enough and it ran out of my mouth down my face and dripped on my tits. I whimpered as I licked him clean sluttishly tasting his cum and trying to see up into his eyes. Joannie licked the remaining cum from my tits and sucked on my nipples.
“Hasn’t she just got the greatest nubs,” Joannie asked Biff as she twirled my rock hard nipples in her fingers. I just moaned in the lust of the moment.
I still had some of Biff’s cum on my lips as he moved me onto my back on the bed as if I weighed nothing. He surprised me kissing me deeply and plunging his tongue into my mouth apparently he wasn’t concerned about tasting his own cum. I was so aroused and in such need of his cock in me. I came immediately as he parted my legs penetrating my wet vagina with one deep stroke. My cunt was contracting around his hard cock in a spasmodic frenzy griping his shaft as wave after wave of obscene pleasure coursed through my body.
Joannie straddled my face and began to lower her blond pussy toward my mouth. I panicked and in a less than convincing protest said to Joannie, “I have never done that, please don’t make me do it.”
“Don’t be silly it’s about time you learned to eat pussy. Just do what I did to you,” she directed.
“Marla if you are half as good eating pussy as you are sucking cock Joannie is going to be very pleased,” encouraged Biff.
I leaned forward and slowly stuck out my tongue. I wasn’t sure exactly how to do it so I just sort of pretended I was licking the ice cream off of a cone. I took one, slow lick as I flattened my tongue on Joannie’s bare mound. It felt so smooth and warm and I had achieved the desired effect from the moan I know that Joannie enjoyed it. To my surprise I enjoyed the taste of her and I kept licking and eating her. I pointed my tongue and burrowed into her pussy as it parted her labia and my tongue was rewarded with the exquisite taste of her juice. Soon I was like a puppy at a saucer of milk, licking and lapping up as much as I could as fast as I could.
Joannie was obviously enjoying what I was doing and she reached down with both hands and spread herself wide making it so much easier for my tongue to explore her pussy. My tongue explored all of her as my mind took notes of what seemed to turn her on. Joannie was breathing rapidly and she moaned softly whenever I got near her hard pearl. As I searched out her hard clit still just barely hidden she tensed and began to quiver. After I felt like I had teased her opening as much as I could with my tongue it was time to see her reaction when my tongue finally touched that pearl just as she had done to me earlier.
As I worked on Joannie’s clit my own orgasm was building from the pounding of Biff’s cock into my pussy. Like an animal out of control his hip movements continued to rapidly move his rigid cock in and out of my wetness causing me to cry out again. My legs spread further for this man and his insistent cock in both our vigorous efforts to cum again. My scream was muffled in Joannie’s pussy as another orgasm gushed forth from me.
Biff thrust his dick deeply into me. His hard cock was pulsating in a long deep climax as it filled my wet vagina with his sperm. My womb flooded with the co-mingling of our juices. As I started to recover I turned my attention back to Joannie.
I burrowed my tongue as deep into her as I could and then I just sort of licked and sucked my way up. When I got to her pearl I used the very tip of my tongue to push back the little hood. I was truly amazed at its size. I flicked my tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. Joannie was now moaning and she used her fingers to pull her hood back as she arched herself so that her pearl stuck out even further like a little cock. I nuzzled it with my nose taking in her scent and I licked it once more before I took it between my teeth and gently nibbled it.
Joannie went wild and started bucking and calling out my name. She let go of her own fleshy hood and pulled my head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. I sucked her clit as deep in my mouth as I could and Joannie humped my face for all she was worth. I was excited that I was able to get her that excited and I sucked harder and played with this wonderful new toy with my lips, tongue and teeth. I don’t know exactly how many times Joannie came but finally she rolled off of me and collapsed on the floor, her body in spasms.
The three of us lay panting on the floor exhausted and sexually sated. Joannie was the first to speak.
“Marla, I have never been eaten out better than that. It is hard to believe that it was your time eating pussy,” she sighed.
“Ditto on the cock sucking,” chimed in Biff. “You were incredible that was the quickest I have cum in a long time,” he continued.
“I can’t believe myself either,” I gasped. “In the last two days I’ve had more sex than I had in the past two years!” I exclaimed.
“What do you think now,” asked Biff?
“I can’t believe that I just had sex with my son’s future wife and his best man. Yet I have never been more satisfied and I am hooked on you two. What are we going to tell Jerry?” I said.
“You let me handle Jerry,” Joannie quipped. “Right now I am horny again.”
Joannie lay back on the bed and said, “Give me some more of your magic Marla. Come on and eat my pussy again.”
I looked at her gorgeous form sprawled on the bed and crawled to her on all fours. I buried my face in her mound and shoved my tongue deep into her womb. Joannie loved to have her pussy eaten.
“Oh yeah!” she exclaimed as she trembled.
Biff got behind me to fuck me doggy style and slid his rock hard cock into my pussy. As I ate Joannie and Biff fucked me, he started to play with my ass. My pussy was dripping wet and Biff used my natural lubrication to finger my asshole. At first I was apprehensive and then it started to turn me on.
Biff pulled out of me and I felt a huge void in my pussy as cool air temporarily filled my hole. “Stay right there,” Biff told me as he left the bed and went into the bathroom.
When he returned he knelt behind me and once again shoved his big dick into my pussy. He started to play with my bum again and squirted some type of lotion in the crack of my ass. He massaged the lotion into my asshole and began to finger me once again. The lotion made me very slick and his finger slid easily in and out of my anus.
Joannie was holding onto my head keeping it in her box as she watched him fingering my ass when she yelled to Biff, “Fuck her in the ass. I want to see you fuck her ass.”
“Yeah, you want it in your ass Marla?” I heard Biff say as I felt his cock press harder against my virgin ass hole.
“No please no!” I cried, shaking my head from side to side with my face still pressing against Joannie’s quim. “I’ve never done that, you’re too big. You’ll ruin me.”
“Don’t be silly he’s not going to ruin you. If I can take him you certainly can take him in your ass. You just need to be broken in,” Joannie said.
Biff spread plenty of lotion on his cock and then covered it with his saliva making it very slick. Then with one steady motion he plunged his cock into my asshole.
He was gigantic, long and wide and I screamed as he began to work his way into my poor tight ass. I could actually feel my stomach cramping around him as he stirred my insides and it burned when I clenched my ass muscles convulsing around his thickness. Shaking and sobbing with painful ecstasy, I fell forward onto Joannie with his hands keeping my ass high in the air for him to plunder.
I screamed into Joannie’s pussy as it felt like a hot thick poker had just been rammed into my ass. Tears filled my eyes as my violated asshole spread to accommodate Biff’s thick cock. I tried to get away but Joannie held me by my ears pulling my face into her womb.
I cried out loud only to have the sound muffled by Joannie’s cunt as his complete length filled me. I felt him flex his cock deep within my bowels as the searing pain continued. Biff reached one hand under me again and teased a nipple. Then he moved his other hand down and rubbed softly against my clit. My body responded to his stimulus and my stomach convulsed with mixed signals.
The intrusion in my ass didn’t feel quite so bad now as Biff’s fingers continued to tease my clit. I felt him move inside my ass now and I tried to relax my ass muscles. My body was working back and forth on his cock now and I was amazed at the feeling of the cock in my ass. My clit was buzzing and the fullness in my ass just seemed to excite my pussy even more.
Biff started hammering into my ass now. His fingers were still busy on my clit but now he had two fingers drilling in my pussy as the others fluttered around my clit. My whole body was aflame as I could feel his fingers pressing against the thin membrane separating my ass from my pussy. I could feel his hard cock sliding in me and the pressure of the fingers on his cock through the membrane.
Joannie yelled out, “Oh yeah, fuck her, fuck her ass, fuck it good!”
I didn’t need Biff to force me on his cock anymore, nor did I need Joannie holding onto my ears. My entire body was fucking back at him of its own accord. I could feel an enormous orgasm building with in me. My pussy was swollen to new proportions.
“Oh God,” I thought to myself, “I’m going to cum again, Oh God!”
Biff continued plowing into me. The hot dry depths of my ass were so tight around his cock I knew that he was going to cum hard too. He worked his fingers faster inside me as he rammed his cock hard into my ass. I started sucking Joanne’s twat like a mad woman. His groin made hard contact with my ass. I could taste Joannie’s wetness leaking around my mouth and the air was filled with the smell of pussy juices saturating the room.
I felt my pussy spasm suddenly and then my whole body went rigid. I felt his cock swell in my rectum and then hot spurts of liquid lava hit me deep in my bowels, giving me my first cum enema. I screamed into Joannie’s mound and sucked on her clit. I could taste her sweet juices as I sucked hard and bit on her clit. All of us shuddered hard as every muscle tensed and then relaxed. I felt a hot explosion as my body was overcome with the most violent orgasm I had ever had. I could still feel his cock throbbing and spurting deep within me.
I was still sucking hard on Joannie’s pussy trying to milk every last drop of cunt juice from her. I felt Biff’s cock shrink in my ass and then slowly back out making an audible popping sound. My ass was still high in the air and my thighs were aching. Biff lovingly caressed my shapely ass cheeks.
The three of us collapsed on my bed totally drained from the intense fuck session. As we recovered I felt like I had reached an all time low. Although I handled the ass fucking I was humiliated and I felt totally dominated. It was a strange feeling to be satiated and ashamed at the same time. Joannie broke the ice.
“Marla you should come with us to Jamaica on our honeymoon,” she said.
“Sure that is just what you and Jerry needs a chaperone, a mother with his son and new wife on their honeymoon,” I replied laughingly.
“No seriously, Biff is coming with us and we have a room for four people. You would be perfect,” she continued.
“She’s right Marla, we made reservations for four people and I was going to invite someone so I can invite you,” Biff added.
“So let me get this straight you and Jerry were going to have Biff and another woman join you on your honeymoon and stay in the same room?” I asked.
“That’s right. You know we are into group sex and that the three of us are fucking one another. Now that we have fucked you it makes sense for you to join us,” Biff said and Joannie nodded her confirmation.
“Even if I agreed to be with you two, what about my son Jerry. How could I even be in the same room with him if we were all fucking?” I asked.
“I told you I would handle Jerry,” Joannie snapped.
“It’s a lot to throw at me at this time but I will let you know. My immediate response is no way!” I replied.
I looked at Biff and noticed that his cock was getting hard again. Joannie followed my eyes and leaned over and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked him to a full erection.
“God does that thing ever stop!” I gasped.
“I want your ass again Marla,” Biff demanded.
Biff and Joannie manipulated Marla onto all fours again. “I am going to shove my cock up your ass and cum inside of you again Marla,” Biff whispered in my ear as he nibbled the back of my neck.
I shivered as he moved the head of his cock against my moist puckered ring and slowly pressed forward. In spite of the previous fucking the head strained to pop through and I let out a little groan of pain. But slowly the pressure from his iron hard dick forced my little ring to open like a flower and suddenly the large mushroom head slipped past the sphincter and into my ass. I let out a groan as my rear passage was stretched once again to accommodate Biff’s ample girth.
Joannie slipped underneath me and began to lick my pussy. Her talented tongue soon had me writhing in ecstasy causing my ass to tighten around Biff’s dick.
He continued to slowly stroke in and out of my tight ass until all nine inches were tightly packed up my ass. I began to moan and my whole body shook from the strain and my impending orgasm. Biff began to slowly fuck me as Joannie munched on my pussy then he picked up the pace and penetrated me with long hard strokes that used the entire length of his great cock. I was going nuts. I loved the feel of his cock as it pulled out then came crashing back in and his big heavy balls bounced off my vulva with Joannie sucking on my clit. I started to thrash about uncontrollably, gasping and moaning with pleasure. When Joannie took my clit in her teeth, I exploded with my sixth or seventh orgasm of the day.
Biff continued to hammer my ass with long strokes. Suddenly I felt that familiar tension in my ass and I knew he was close. He began to piston his raging cock harder into my searing ass in searching for his release, which only served to increase the intensity of my orgasm. I was yelling and moaning, clawing and scratching at the bedcover begging him to finish and for Joannie to stop eating my pussy.
Biff pulled his powerful tool out until just the head was in my ass then he reached under me and grabbed my tits and slammed once more full force into my ass. He did that a couple of more times and then let out a loud groan as he emptied his seed deep into my bowels. I couldn’t believe how much cum he shot into me as his dick continued to hammer into my ass. His cum flooded my ass and I could feel it back out and run down between my ass cheeks and over my pussy where Joannie’s mouth was there to suck up the excess. Biff and Joannie showered, dressed and left the house, leaving me on my bed with cum dripping from my asshole and pussy.
I awoke the next morning with my body aching all over and a constipated feeling. I took a long hot bubble bath to sooth my aching muscles and tender ass. Afterward I tried to check the damage to my asshole with a mirror. Surprisingly everything looked normal. I still couldn’t believe that I had allowed Biff to fuck me in the ass not once, but twice and that I had eaten Joannie’s pussy.
I still could not get over the audacity of those two to invite me on the honeymoon trip. Well I would put a stop to that behavior and I would be sure not to let my guard down again. At least I thought that I could control myself but the image of Biff’s large cock filled my mind.
Marla, Joannie and Biff Unite Again
Only two days passed before Joannie, Biff and I were naked in my king size bed. My son Jerry was off running some errands and Joannie and Biff stayed behind. It started at the pool with the three of us shedding our suits and playing touch and feely games. Then we moved quickly to my bedroom, I could just not resist these two.
Biff’s fully inflated cock protruding from his hips straight up was a very welcome sight and I moved immediately to crouch over the bulbous head. Biff held onto my hips as Joannie separated my labia lips as I gently lowered my self upon his stiff manhood. Inch after inch of his fantastic cock gradually disappeared with in my moist canal until my perineum was resting against his testicles and rubbing his swollen scrotum.
I leaned forward to kiss Biff and his tongue thrust deep into my receptive mouth. Joannie stroked my back and reached under to fondle my breasts and gently pinch my nipples. The sensation of being filled with all of Biff’s nine inches was incredible occasionally he would buck his hips upwards driving his bloated cock even further inside me.
I sat up straight and moved my hips back and forth on Biff’s frame fucking myself on his engorged member. Joannie kissed me deeply plunging her tongue in my throat as she continued to massage my tits and tweak my hard little nubs. As Biff thrust up into my womb, Joannie had slipped behind me to work my ass. She massaged my shapely firm buttocks and tickled my little tight rosebud.
Joannie used her hands to pry my ass cheeks apart and began to lick my snug bung hole. She had done this to me before but never with a cock in my pussy and another one in my mouth. I was going wild with the two way sensations. I felt a warm liquid at my puckered opening as Joannie applied some form of lubricant to it. She coated my tiny opening and smeared it around lubricating the rim. She then eased one of her fingers into my rectum and slowly began to finger fuck my ass. I was going wild and picked up the pace as I rocked my body on Biff’s thick cock.
Joannie removed her fingers and pulled the globes of my ass apart planting kisses on them and rimming my anus. Then I felt something larger at the entrance to my ass and I panicked not knowing what it was. I was about to protest when Joannie appeared at my side and began to rub my tits again before moving in front of me and guiding my face to her pussy. Then I heard Biff.
“Jerry will fuck your ass now Marla. You remember your son Jerry don’t you? You do want to be fucked in the ass again don’t you Marla?” Biff said but more an announcement than a question.
I felt Jerry’s hardened dick nestled against the entrance to my rectum momentarily before it began to force its way inside me. His cock struggled to stretch my resistant muscles. I tired to move to avoid the anal penetration and shook my head in protest. My screams were lost on the pussy in my mouth.
Joannie tried to coach and console me, “Relax Marla there will be a little pain at first, then some cramping and a bloated feeling. After that it will feel good and you will wonder why you waited so long to have your ass and pussy fucked at the same time.”
Her words did little to comfort me. I felt the head of Jerry’s penis burrow in and my rigid passageway soon yielded to the determined action of his cock. The pain was excruciating but as Joannie had said it was short lived. I was steadily being pounded at both ends, my taut muscles gripping the engorged cocks inside me. I ground myself upon the massive dick forcing its way deep into my cervix and then I drew backwards impaling myself on the inflated member worming around inside my ass. The three of them held me in place with their bodies while their hands freely roamed over my body. I felt an arousal in my body and an overpowering heat in my holes. All the while Biff reached up and simultaneously caressed my breasts and tugged and squeezed my nipples.
“I know exactly the joy of ecstasy that you are feeling Marla for I had the very same two cocks in me last night,” Joannie announced wickedly.
Suddenly I felt the cock inside my ass swell up and it started pumping faster. Within minutes I felt the warm fluid from Jerry’s cock being squirted inside my anus and I immediately started to cum myself, my walls convulsed around Biff’s intruder fucking my cunt. Biff grunted as his whole body became stiff and soon he began slamming his cock harder into me. I writhed around and my body arched off the bed as a climax of massive proportion tore through my loins. I could feel my moisture gushing out and intermixing with Biff’s semen.
Joannie was the last to erupt as she grabbed my head and pulled me closer to her pelvis plastering her womanhood against my face. I ran my hand across her pussy and plunged three fingers into her dripping twat, as I swallowed every drop of her oozing discharge. I collapsed on the bed along side Biff and Joannie. They both stroked my body as Joannie moved lower to suck cum out of my pussy. Before long the guys were hard again and ready for more.
I again straddled Biff’s cock and this time Jerry was to have my mouth and Joannie my ass. I sucked Jerry’s pecker into my mouth and I was well on my way to another triple penetration. The ever present Joannie was rimming my ass and tongue probing my anus.
“Look at you Marla taking all this cock at once, I never dreamed that you would become such a slut and such a good fuck,” Joannie said in a praising manner.
I was to take two more man loads in my holes from Jerry and Biff. Once again Joannie was there to clean my pussy. Now I know that I have reached total debauchery. I felt guilty but good and I was sore but pleasured. I had of mixture of feelings and I struggled with them all.
“Mother I really think that you should come with us on our honeymoon. We already have four plane tickets and room accommodations,” my son said.
I lay there contemplating the fact that my son had just cum in my ass and my mouth and now he was inviting me to join them on their honeymoon. I knew the honeymoon would just be a continuation of our fuck fest so I thought, “Why not?” What else could happen that hadn’t already happened. I would find out in a few days.
“Okay after all we have been through this week, why not!” I exclaimed.
“Great, let’s celebrate,” said Biff. “Marla I have to have your ass again.”
We rotated our bodies so that Joannie and I were in a 69 position eating each other’s pussy. Biff shoved his huge cock in my ass and Jerry fucked Joannie’s ass. We stayed like this until we all came again. We then showered and went out to the pool where we sun bathed nude, sipped cocktails and talked about the upcoming wedding and honeymoon. I learned that the resort in Jamaica was an all inclusive couples resort. It had a clothing optional beach and nude Jacuzzi. Biff told us that it was often frequented by straight, bi-sexual, gay and lesbian couples and that swinging couples also vacationed there.
“Yummy,” teased Joannie and she licked her lips.
I thought to myself, “My God what have I gotten myself into?”
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Black Lace
Clint was your average American teen. At 16 he was a skinny 5’10” weighing 140 pounds. He was active on the swim team and ran cross country, which kept him lean and trim. His swim coach mandated that all male swim team members to remove body hair, but Clint was already ahead. Clint loved having a smooth body and had shaved any resemblance of hair from any part of his body other than his head.
The year when Clint turned 13 and began to go through puberty, he began to notice the figure of girls more and more. He stared at the high schoolers budding bodies, he admired their supple breasts and the forms stuffed inside their tight jeans. He often fantasized of removing their jeans and admiring the secrets that lay within.
But along with the girl’s bodies, he admired the males as well. In the locker room before swim team meets and practices he admired their smooth torsos, their firm abs, and those well-defined bulges in their tight black speedos.
Even though Clint was an attractive male, he was largely inexperienced sexually. The only sexual activity he had participated in was a short make-out session with a former girlfriend. This led to a lot of pent up sexual frustration that he took out by visiting numerous porn sites and stroking himself into sexual bliss. On one of these ventures a slight miss click led him to a page filled with men in very skimpy underwear. Clint’s member jumped in his boxers as he viewed in amazement these men’s packages held in by only a small piece of fabric. Clint had to try it himself.
Having no such garments in his possession, Clint ventured to the local department store to try and acquire some. He walked through the men’s underwear department and noticed no such garments. That’s when he came to the realization that they were women’s underwear. Not wanting to be outted by buying women’s underwear Clint walked discretely through the womens underwear dept and eyed the garments as he passed. HE did this a few times to find some that he liked he saw a three pack of small black lacy boy shorts that he knew that he wanted. So he grabbed a shirt from the mens dept and then walked past and grabbed a pack of the small lacy briefs. He proceeded to the self-checkout and made it out of the store unnoticed.
He rushed home and tried them on. They were really tight, as he realized that a women’s small was smaller than a men’s. He pulled them up and admired his new clothes as he stood in front of the mirror. Clint checked his watch and realized that he had to go to a meeting. He reached to pull off the lacy underwear, but decided what the hell and left them on as he slipped on his skinny jeans and headed to the junior class meeting.
After the meeting he was talking to his friend Mark. Mark suggested that Clint come over and hang out and drink a few beers. Clint quickly checked with his parents who were okay with it so he left with Mark.
At Mark’s they watched TV and drank a few beers until late in the night they decide to go to bed. They both went to Marks room and Mark rolled out a sleeping bag for Clint to sleep in. With the alcohol in Clint’s system he forgot the secret that lay beneath his jeans, he unfastened his button and pulled off his jeans right in front of Mark revealing his brand new lacy underwear.
“Clint what are you wearing?”
Clint stammered, “Um, just some underwear.”
“Clint, I have been with enough girls to know that those are chick shorts.”
“Yeah they are,” Clint replied with shame.
“They look good on you.” Mark said as he eyed Clint’s smooth body in the tight lacy boy shorts. Clint was taken aback, but turned on. Was his friend checking him out?
“Thanks” he replied blushing as Mark raised off the bed. Mark walked over to him and lightly grazed his fingertips across the front of Clint’s underwear.
Not a work was said as Mark continued to eye Clint’s smooth body he ran his hands down Clint’s chest as he approached closer until their shirtless torsos were touching and their faces only inches apart. Clint closed his eyes and went for a kiss that Mark greedily returned. Their kiss was long and passionate. Mark’s hands continued to roam over Clint’s body as Clint’s went down the back of Mark’s boxers and cupped his smooth butt cheeks.
Clint was overwhelmed with desire he kissed Mark deeper his tongue roaming his friends mouth. His hand’s ventured to the front of Mark’s boxers and cupped his hardening member. Clint dropped to his knees and inhaled the musk of his friend he stared up at Mark seductively and gripped his friends boxers in his teeth and pulled them down exposing his smooth, six inch, circumsized member. He grabbed it between his fingers and stroked it slowly bringing a gasp from Marks lips. Clint moved closer and opened his mouth. He slowly licked the head of the dick in front of him. The taste of the precum driving him further. He lapped at it greedily bringing waves of pleasure to his friend. Finally Clint opened his mouth fully and placed Mark’s dick in it and sucked Mark moaned loudly.
Many thoughts entered Clint’s head as he bobbed up and down on Mark’s shaft. Was he gay? Was Mark gay? How had things progressed so quickly? Why was he enjoying this so much? Then it dawned on him that he did not care. He was reveling in the moment, he had a hot naked guy in front of him, a hard dick in his mouth and a hard dick in his tight black lace boy shorts.
Clint grabbed Mark’s ass cheeks tightly as he continued to suck on his friends dick. “Man, I’m going to cum,” Mark moaned as he grabbed the back of Clint’s head and forced his dick all the way down Clint’s throat as his dick erupted. Stream after stream poured down Clint’s throat, he tried to swallow it all but some dribbled out. Mark pulled his dick out, and sat down on his bed. Clint took a finger and scooped up the excess and greedily licked it up. He stood up and faced Mark.
“What just happened?” Clint asked still wearing only his black lace underwear.
“You’re sexy ass just gave me a killer blowjob. I guess I should confess, I’m bisexual. I have never had an experience with a guy until now, seeing you in those shorts drove me over the edge.”
Clint sat down on Marks naked lap and said “I’m glad it did,” as he kissed him deeply. Clint’s erection was pressed tightly against Mark’s six pack abs. Mark pulled away and pushed Clint away coyly. Mark stood up and bent over his bed. He reached around and spread his hairless ass cheeks. Clint didn’t need telling on what he needed to do. He slowly pulled his feminine underwear off to expose his hard five inch dick. He stepped out of them and rubbed the head of his dick up and down his friends crack. A moan of anticipation escaped Mark’s lips. Clint’s dick was already coated in a coat of precum he guided the head of his dick to his friends hole, and slowly began pushing it in. Mark moaned and slammed backward taking all of Clint’s dick in his virgin ass. Mark was filled with pleasure and pain but wanted more.
“Fuck me!” he yelled. Clint complied quickly and began to slowly fuck the tight muscular ass in front of him. “Harder” Mark moaned. Clint picked up the pace till he was slamming his dick in as hard as he can go. Mark was in pure bliss, as was Clint. Clint knew that he wouldn’t last long.
He yelled “I am going to cum”
Mark replied “On my face.” So Clint pulled at as Mark turned over. Mark grabbed Clint’s dick and stroked it. Clint moaned and tensed up as he came. He sprayed cum on Marks face and his chest. Mark lapped up the cum around his mouth with his tongue with a smile as Clint dropped down and licked the cum off of Marks buff chest.
They both laid down on the bed Mark cuddled behind a naked Clint and the fell asleep
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Orgies Can Solve All Kinds of Problems
This was meant to be the piece that loosely ties up the arc of a few of my other pieces.
First Time With Carter Part 4
Over the next couple of days, I only saw Carter and Jacob a couple of times. We were getting ready for our camping trip after all. I continued to think about the last conversation I had with Carter, the one where he invited me to go camping. We were jacking each other off at the moment, feet away from his 12 year old son, and there was a definite tone of excitement in Carter’s voice. I couldn’t quite place it, but it was definitely there. I found myself continuously horny in the days leading up to the camping trip, but it wasn’t at the thought of spending two weeks with Carter. I was actually more excited about spending two weeks staring at Jacobs’s skinny, well-tanned body and his small hairless dick and balls. Carter and his son were nudists after all. I knew I shouldn’t have these thoughts, but pile them on top of the sex I was sure to have with Carter, and I never lost my erection!
I was looking for a fuck between now and the time of departure. There wasn’t much time to spend with Carter right now, so I had to come up with an alternative. None of my other hookups were available, so I decided to try something a little different. I went to a well-known gay bar two towns over and parked outside. I waited for the right man, and I found him. Within an hour, an older gentleman came out of the bar, looking rather disappointed. This man looked about 55 years old, around 6’0” and a little bit thick. I have been harboring a fetish since I was introduced to gay sex and this was it. I got out of my car and approached the man standing on the corner.
“Hi” I said.
“Hello” he replied.
“Why do you look so disappointed” I asked.
“Well, I was looking for something, but I didn’t find it today” he answered.
“Well, I think I can help you out there” I replied with a sly smile. “Come on.”
The man followed with no objection. We went over to my car, which was a large SUV, and drove a couple miles away from the club, looking for a deserted spot. We never said a word to each other, because we both knew what we wanted. I settled for a parking lot of a park that was well covered. I pulled into a spot and turned the car off. Immediately, the mans aged hands found my crotch. I was already hard, but this was not the most comfortable spot. We got out of the car and moved around to the back, which was empty and wide open. He got in first, and I climbed in sort of on top. I quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. I was amazed at the size of his dick. It was at least 8”, and plenty thick. It had a kind of tanned, leathery look to it, but it definitely looked delicious. I immediately opened my mouth and took his raging erection into my mouth as far as I could. I was enjoying swirling my tongue back and forth on his shaft, and I rubbed his balls at the same time. I bobbed up and down, changing my pace as I saw fit. He was lying back with his hands behind his head, clearly enjoying himself. Every once in a while, a moan of pleasure escaped his mouth. I was enjoying pleasuring him the best I could, and I didn’t feel that I needed any attention at the moment. I sucked him for a few minutes, and then stopped. I quickly undid my pants and pulled them down around my ankles. In the meantime, I heard a disappointed groan at the stop of the oral pleasure I was providing. I gave him a look to tell him that it would get better, and he just smiled. I turned around so that my back was facing him, and I positioned myself over his dick. I took a hold of the thick shaft and started to sit back as I guided the head toward my asshole. When we made contact, I plunged down kind of far. He gasped because my hole was pretty tight around his cock. I have never had a cock this large. Toward the end, I started to feel a little pain, but I plunged all the way. His hands immediately found my waist, as he was searching for leverage to give me the fucking of a lifetime. We started to work a rhythm, and while he was fucking my ass I was jacking off. Five minutes in, I felt his hand moving to my cock and balls, so I removed my own hand and let him take over. He was pounding good and hard, and at his touch I exploded. I shot my load of cum onto his waiting legs. He continued fucking me for a good 15 minutes, changing pace as the tension built. I thought he was on the verge of cumming a few times, but he would stop for a moment, and then continue when the tension fell. I loved this. This was the longest fuck I had ever had. Eventually, the old man was unable to slow down so he started pounding me hard. His balls were slapping me hard, and I felt his dick get even bigger, a sure sign of impending cum. A few seconds later, the stranger unloaded into my ass. He sure had a lot of cum; I don’t think he had fucked for a while now. I lifted myself off his softening dick, and turned around to lick my cum off his legs. Once I was done, I took a finger and collected cum from my ass and let him lick it off. Once my fingers were clean, we shared a deep kiss and got dressed. I drove him back to the club and dropped him off looking happier than before. I was satisfied for the time being, so I drove home and went to bed, but not before jacking off to the thought of Jacob’s naked body again.
I awoke early the next day, around 3:30 am. I was more excited than I had been in a while. My ass was slightly sore from the pounding I took last night with the 8” cock, but it was well worth it. I packed some final things, and headed out to the front room where my bags were already packed. I loaded my stuff into the back of my SUV, grabbed a drink, and drove off to Carter’s house. I arrived at about 4:45 and knocked on the door. Carter answered, ready to go, with Jacob at his side. I greeted them both with a hug, and helped them load their stuff and we were off. We drove a good six hours north, to a piece of land that Carter owned. We arrived at the piece of land, which was huge and encompassed a lake. Carter mentioned that the entire lake and surrounding acreage was privately owned, so we would be quite alone. Not even ten seconds after this sentence escaped Carter’s lips and Jacob was already stripping his clothes off. I laughed to myself at his innocence, and helped Carter unpack the gear. Once we got everything unpacked, we set up the large one room tent and rolled out the sleeping bags. We started a fire when Jacob came back from the lake. He looked exhausted, as we all were, since we got up so early. Carter suggested that we take a nap. I said okay, and before I knew it Carter had stripped as well. I was a little taken back, but soon followed suit. Jacob insisted on sleeping between Carter and myself, which left me frustrated. I was looking forward to giving Carter at least a hand job, but that looked impossible now. My mind was racing, and I definitely could not take a nap. I rolled onto my side and lay there for about 20 minutes. I heard a slight rustling next to me, but ignored it. I heard a couple more slight rustlings, and began to wonder what was going on. Next, I heard the faintest moan and I decided that I had to investigate. I slowly and carefully rolled back onto my back. This movement went unnoticed so I rolled to my other side, and I was shocked at what I saw next. Jacob’s mouth was around his father’s dick! I was so shocked that I stared for a good five minutes. I came out of my trance and realized that I was hornier than I have ever been in my life! I was so turned on by this incest that I could hardly contain myself. I made a noise a little louder than I planned and Carter turned his head. I was slightly embarrassed, and my face turned red.
“Don’t worry, this isn’t new. If this makes you uncomfortable, we can stop” Carter said.
I looked into his eyes and I didn’t even need to reply. Carter was able to read me.
“Why don’t you join us” Carter asked.
Through this entire conversation, Jacob never stopped sucking his father’s fat cock. I slowly reached out my hand and started to caress Jacob’s back. I was expecting Jacob to jump, but he never broke his stride. I rubbed up and down Jacob’s tan back and found my fingers exploring his ass crack. I began to move my finger in and out of Jacob’s ass crack with my right hand, and I moved my left hand around to his rock hard 4” cock. The hairless feeling was absolutely amazing. This wasn’t from shaving like my skin, but because hair had not grown yet. I continued rubbing his tiny balls and dick with one hand, and pulled my other hand to my face to lick my finger. I got my finger nice and wet, and put it back between Jacob’s ass cheeks. I started to penetrate his ass with my finger. I was expecting a lot of resistance from his tiny anus, but none came. My finger slid in very easily. I realized that Carter must have been fucking his son in the ass for some time. This thought made me extremely hot. I was ready to fuck this kid. I wasn’t expecting to, but I could not contain myself. I was ready to jump in.
“Let’s change positions” I said. I pulled Jacob up onto his hands and knees and got ready to enter him doggy style. Carter got up onto his knees with his rock hard, 7 ½” dick ready for a sucking. I moved into position after lubing up my dick with saliva and placed the head at Jacob’s opening. At the same time, Carter placed his cock at his son’s mouth and told him to get ready. I started to put my dick into Jacob’s ass, and he took it with ease, but there was still a great tightness. Once I was all the way in, I lost all control. I began to pound his ass with passion. I don’t know what came over me, but there was no way I could stop. Carter pushed his dick into Jacob’s mouth and Jacob was able to take the whole thing with ease. I was amazed that Jacob was such a slut and he was only 12! I was beginning to lose any decency that I still had left. I readjusted myself to gain more leverage and pounded with every bit of strength I could muster. At the same time, Jacob was still taking his father deep into his throat. He couldn’t be getting much oxygen between the fucking he was getting in the ass and the mouth. I had continued to play with his dick once I found my rhythm. Jacob shot his small load of boy cum onto the sleeping bag. Less than a minute later, I was ready to blow my load. I took one last thrust as deep into his ass as I could and released wave after wave of cum into his ass. I was finishing my final spurt when Carter shot a huge load of cum deep into Jacob’s throat. He began to pull out so he wouldn’t choke his son and shot his last few spurts of cum on Jacob’s mouth and chest. I lay down completely exhausted, as did Carter. We looked at the beautiful boy between us just as he passed out from exhaustion. I just smiled. I knew I was in for the best camping trip of my entire life.
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At Age 64 Chapter2
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Babysitting Craig
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How Dirty Boys Get Clean
I Was In 8th Grade. I Was Just Another 14 Year Old Kid. It Was Friday Afternoon. Not Much Was Going On. I Was At School Which Totally Sucks. My Boring Teachers Babbled On And On About Nothing In Particular. It Wasn’t Much Fun Until I Got To Gym. There Was Something Different About Me. I’m Gay And I Had A Crush On The Hottest Boy In School. His Name Was Chase Krit. He Had Short Blond Hair, Ocean Blue Eyes, A Cute Boyish Face, And A Crooked Grin That Drove Me Wild. He Was About 5′ 9″ And His Body Was In Perfect Condition. He Was Skinny, But He Had A Layer Of Muscle That Was Easily Seen. He Was The Quarterback On The Football Team.
When I Was In Gym I Saw Him. Gym Was Always The Same At My School. First We Run A Couple Laps, Then We Run Basketball Drills, Then Football Drills. Always At The First Of Class We Dressed Out.
Today When We Walked Into The Huge Gym. The Basketballs Were Out As Always. It Wasn’t That Far Into The School Year And We Already Had A Routine. The Couch, Who Was About 50, Was Sitting In His Usual Spot At The Front Of The Gym On The Stage. And As Always, He Bellowed.
Coach: “Dress Out!”
All The Guys Walked Into The Locker Room Which Was Actually Built Inside The Bleachers. Inside, There Were 2 Benches Surrounded By Lockers, And Behind That Was A Shower That Was Hardly Ever Used. It Was A Make-Out Spot Used After School. Guys Would Bring Their Girlfriends Back There And Feel Them Up And Kiss Them Or Get Head.
Soon, The Room Was Filled With People That Were Bumping Into Each Other, Trying To Get Into Their Lockers That Contained Their Clothes. The Outfit For Gym Was Simply A Gray Sleeveless Shirt And Light Blue Basketball Shorts. All The Boys Inside Began Stripping. My Eyes Were On Chase The Whole Time. I Watched Him Take Off His Shirt, Exposing His Perfect Chest That Had Not Yet Had Any Hair On It, And Watched Right Below As His 6 Pack Rose And Fell To Indicate That He Was Breathing. I Then Watched Him Strip Off His Shorts To Expose His Boxers. My Cock Got Instantly Hard As I Saw, Through The Hole In The Front, Part Of His Cock.
As He Began To Redress I Turned Away And Did The Same. I Was The Last One Out Because I Was Watching Him. When I Got Out, I Joined The Basketball Line Up. Normally, We Practice Passing Or Line Up For Free-Throws. But Coach Did Something We Didn’t Expect.
Coach: Ok Guys, Today We’re Gonna Team Up. Shirts Verses Skins.
My Heart Skipped A Beat. The Coach Went Down The Line Splitting Us Up. Chase Was On Skins.
Throughout The Entire Practice My Eyes Were On Chase’s Hot Body. I Fell 6 Times, Got Hit With The Ball Twice, And Missed 3 Shots Because My Attention Was On Chase. Coach Finally Made Me Sit Out.
At The End Of Practice We Dressed Out Into Our Regular Clothes.
Because I Was On The Football Team, After School I Went To Practice With The Other Guys. It Was Another Normal Day. Chase As Quarterback, Me As Wide Reciever, And The Other Guys On The Field. We Ran 20 Plays Which Took An Hour. As The Team Was Dismissed All The Guys Began Walking To The Street So They Could Use Their Cell Phones To Call A Ride. I Was Heading Back To The School Because Stupid Me, Left My Cell Phone In My Basketball Shorts Which Were In My Gym Locker.
I Entered The Door Of The Locker Room And Went Straight To My Locker. An Unexpected Cough From Behind Me Made Me Jump. I Turned But Saw Nothing. I Shrugged It Off And Went Back To Unfastening My Lock. I Then Heard Water Falling And Realized Someone Was Taking A Shower. I Opened My Locker And Got My Phone And I Was About To Leave When I Heard A Familiar Voice Say “Hello?”
Me: “Yeah?”
Voice: “Who Is That?”
Me: “Just Getting My Cell Out Of My Locker.”
Voice: “Oh.”
My Hormones Took Over. A Voice In My Head Said “Go Over There! There’s A Naked Guy Taking A Shower And There Are No Lights Which Means He Won’t See You!” I Walked To The Door Of The Locker Room, Grabbed It, Pulled It Open And Let It Close So He’d Think I Left. I Heard A Sigh Of Relief. I Then Heard The Voice Let Out A Low Moan. I Sneaked Over, Careful Not To Make A Sound, And Peeked Across To The Shower Stalls. My Eyes Widened As I Saw Chase Sitting On The Ground, His Hand Moving Up And Down On His, What Had To Be 7 Inch, Cock. My 7 Inch Cock Got Rock Hard. I Watched Him. His Blond Hair Was Turned To A Dark Amber Color From The Water. I Stared At His Cock And Saw His Pubic Hair. He Had To Trim It. It Wasn’t At All Bushy. His Cut Cock Head Was A Deep Shade Of Red Because Of The Pressure He Was Applying To It.
He Looked Up From His Cock And Saw Me. He Jumped.
Chase: “Shit! What The Fuck Are You Doing?”
I Hurridly Thought Of A Lie.
Me: “I Was Just Seeing If I Knew You.”
Chase: “Well, Shit, How Long Have You Been There Watching Me Jack Off?”
Once Again I Lied.
Me: “I Just Now Came Over And Saw Who It Was.”
Chase: “Well Are You Gonna Go Or What?”
Me: “Yeah, Sorry.”
I Began Walking Off. My Hard On Was Gone.
Chase: “Well, Hey, Wait!”
I Turned Around.
Me: “Yeah?”
Chase: “You’re The Wide Reciever, Right? Mitchell?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Chase: “Why Do You Stare At Me During Basketball Practice Or When I’m Dressing Out?”
I Felt Blood Flood Into My Face.
Me: “I-I-I Don’t Stare At You!”
I Forced A Laugh.
Chase: “Yes You Do! You’re Blushing!”
Me: “Fine, I Do. You Have A Fit Body. I’m Just Jealous.”
Chase: “I’m Not Stupid. You Want Me Don’t You?”
He Sneered. His Voice Was Cocky.
Me: “No! I’m Not No Fag!”
Chase Walked Over To Me And Grabbed My Face With His Hands. He Kissed Me On The Lips. My Cock, Once Again Grew To It’s Full Length. Chase Looked Down And Saw It Clearer Than Day. Curse My Loose Shorts!
Chase: “You Want Me. Look, You’re Harder Than Fuck!”
Me: “Fine, You’re Right. You’re Sexy. I’m Gay. I Want You. Happy? I’ll Leave.”
Chase: “Wait! You’re Not Gonna Tell Anyone About This Are You?”
Me: “No. I’m No Snitch. You Can Jack Off Back There As Long As You Want I Could Care Less.”
Chase: “That’s Not What I Meant. I Meant, You Are YouGonna Tell Anyone About This.
He Walked Over To Me And Once Again Kissed Me On The Lips, Only This Time He Used His Tounge. I Kissed Him Back Using My Tounge Too. I Looked Down And Saw His Cock Grow Hard Under His Towel. I Looked Back At His Face. His Eyes Were Closed. He Was Enjoying The Kiss. Finally, He Broke It. His Hand Went Down To His Towel And He Undid The Tie That Kept In Hooked Onto His Body. The Towel Fell And His Cock Was Now Out, Rubbing My Leg.
Me: “What Are You Doing?”
Chase: “You Want Me Right? You Can Have Me. On One Condition. You Don’t Tell Anyone I Swing Both Ways, And I Won’t Tell That You’re Gay.”
Me: “Y-Y-You Want Me To Have Sex With You?”
Chase: “Yeah. You’re Cute.”
I Thought Of Myself. I Had Short Brown Hair, Eyes That Switched From Green To Blue, An Okay Build, I Was A Little Short Compared To Chase. I Was 5′ 6″. Chase Krit Thought I Was Cute.
Me: “Would I Be Your First?”
Chase: “Would I Be Yours?”
Me: “Yes.”
Chase: “You Would Be Mine, Too.”
He Kissed Me Again, This Time On The Neck. I Pushed Him Back And Kissed His Chest. I Licked His Hairless Chest And Licked A Path Around His Nipples. I Put My Lips On One And Sucked While He Let Out A Moan. I Got On My Knees And Continued Kissing Down His Body Until I Got To His Pubic Hair. I Went Down To His Red Ball Sac And Sucked On Each One. I Then Stuck My Tounge Under His Ball Sac And Licked A Line From His Balls, To His Cock Shaft, To His Head. I Stuck The Head Of His Cock Into My Mouth And Sucked As Hard As I Could On It. When His Moans Turned Into Grunts I Let Off And Saw That I Had Turned It A Deep Red. I Put My Lips Back On His Cock And Started Deepthroating It. I Went All The Way To His Pubes And Back To The Head. I Stoped Doing That And Wrapped My Mouth Around Just The Tip, Swiviling My Tounge Around It Until He Moaned. I Sucked Harder And Started Bobbing My Head. I Incresed Speed Until I Felt His Hands On My Head Pushing His Cock All The Way Into My Throat. In Between His Moans I Heard “Swa-Swallow!” I Felt His Cock Grow And Throb. I Heard A Loud Moan And Finally Felt His Sweet Cum Spurt Onto The Back Of My Throat. I Swallowed As I Was Instructed To. He Panted Harder And He Sat Down On The Bench.
Chase: “Have You Ever Taken It Up The Ass?”
Me: “No…”
Chase: “Strip.”
I Did As I Was Told And I Took Off My Shirt, Pants, And My Boxers. When My Hard, 7 Inch Cock Popped Out Chase’s Eyes Widened.
Chase: “Bend Over The Bench And Let Me Fuck You.”
I Giggled. I Put Both My Hands Down On The Bench And Bent Over And Spread My Legs. I Felt Warm Syliva In My Ass. I Turned My Head And Saw Chase’s Face Buried In My Ass, Licking Me. His Tounge Went All Around My Hole, And Finally In It. He Continued Licking Until My Ass Was Slick. He Stood Up And Lined Up His Cock With My Ass. I Felt The Head On My Hole And I Told Him “Be Gentle.” He Pushed His Head In And I Felt My Ass Expand To Let Him In. He Pushed His Cock In Inch By Inch Until Finally I Felt His Balls His Mine. He Pulled Out Until Only His Head Was In, And Then Started Fucking Me Slowly. I Moaned Hard, Telling Him “Harder!”. He Went Faster And Bucked Harder. His Cock Slid In And Out Of Me Faster And It Felt Great! “Faster! Harder!” I Moaned. He Started Going Faster Than Ever Before. His Cock Was Sliding In And Out Of My Ass With Enough Speed To Make Me Almost Reach Climax Just From Stimulation. He Started Fucking Me Harder, Rising His Cock And He Trusted So That His Cock Reached Deeper Inside Me.
Chase: “I’m… Gonna…. CUM!!!”
Me: “Do.. It! Inside… Me!!”
He Thursted Harder And Harder Until Finally He Stopped Very Suddenly. He Pushed All The Way Inside Me And I Felt Spurts Of Warm Cum Go Inside Me. His Cock Drained His Sperm Inside My Ass. He Pulled Out His Cock.
Chase: “Sit On The Bench.”
I Did As Told.
Chase: “Lay Down And I’ll Jack You Off.”
I Lyed Down And Felt Some OfHis Warm Jizz Drip Out Of My Ass. His Hand Reached Around My Cock And Went Up And Down It. He Put His Lips On It And Deepthroated It Until It Was Nice And Wet. He Started Quickly Pulling And Tugging On My Cock. He Put One Of His Fingers In His Mouth. He Pulled It Out And Went To My Hole. He Started Fingering Me As He Jacked Me Off. I Opened My Legs Wider And Let Him Go. He Pulled Harder On My Cock And Applyed More Pressure. My Cock Head Was Deep Red. As He Jacked My Cock He Started Squeezing And Releasing In A Constant Motion. It Felt Great. He Put His Head Down And Started Tounging My Balls. He Sucked On Each On Individually. His Grip On My Cock Tightened.
Me: “I’m Gonna Cum Soon!”
He Squeezed On My Cock So Hard That It Hurt. He Then Jacked As Fast As He Could Until Climax Was Moments Away.
He Released His Grip And Cum Squirted Out Of My Cock, Onto My Stomach. My Balls Drained Onto My Stomach And There Was A Puddle Of Semen On It. He Bent Down, Moved My Cock, And Licked Up All My Cum. Then, He Kissed Me. I Stuck My Tounge In And Tasted Something Different. I Realized That He Didn’t Swallow My Cum. He Pushed Half Of The Cum In My Mouth And Swallowed His Half. I Swallowed Too. I’d Never Swallowed My Own Cum But It Was Awesome. Kis Kissed Me Some More Then He Stood Up And Got Dressed. When He Was About To Leave He Turned To Face Me.
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Something Within Me – A Halloween Story
Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures.
Dream Come true
Be prepared for lots of reading.
Cody and Adam pt2
two boys discover their passion
The Splash
Swimming pool. Need I say more!
Webcam Boys Chapter 6
When you’re just a kid, and the best friend you’re starting to love suddenly drops you like a sack of gravel for no reason, the world tends to get confusing. The boys take a few steps back to see what went wrong. with the help of some allies
Gym Glory Pt 4
Ugh I know my last writings haven’t had much sex but this time I’ll write lots of it xx
Curiosity greeted
This is my first story on here, big fan of the site. This is a fantasy of mine with names changed. Please enjoy and be critical in your review if you do decide to write one! Hope you can bust a nice nut, or rub a wet orgasm out to this one, cheers.
Unexpected Visitor Part Seven
The fun continues
The Beginning Of A Great Summer Part 4
* We last left off with Jeff and Mike going into the house for some fun. This is a shorter story but I am not sure if im going to continue it. Maybe if I get some ideas on how to continue it comment with ideas!*
I was walking up the stairs when my cock started to swell. I was so hard thinking about pounding my cousins manly hairy hole. He was pretty mature for 14. I walked to his room and entered when I saw him spread out across the bed. His hairy legs were such a turn on for me. I got on the bed and started rubbing up his legs. He said, Mmm mike, I cant wait for your huge cock to be inside me.
I could see his cock was throbbing and precum was dripping from the head. I gave him a big kiss and kissed and rubbed slowly down his body till I reached his cock. He rubbed me gently across my chest and arms. I took his cock, jerked him off a little and took it in my mouth. It was so warm and getting veiny just like his dad. I licked up and down his shaft, flicked my tongue at the tip and licked down to his balls. I took his balls in my mouth and sucked on them gently. I didn’t want him to cum yet, I wanted his hot boys juices sprayed all over my hairy chest. I turned him over and spread his cheeks apart. I licked his hole for awhile and began to put my tongue inside when he said, uhh mikey, I want you to fuck me all ready.
I was more than willing to agree. I grabbed the lube and lubed up my cock and squirted some in his hole. I told him cowboy but reversed so his legs and cock would be in my face. I laid on his bed, spread my legs apart and he straddled me. He slowly lowered himself on my cock and let out painful grunts when my throbbing 8 inch cock slowly ripped his tight hairy hole. He finally got the whole thing in when he got used to it and said between breaths, I know your supposed to go easy for your first time, but im so fucking horny and need to bust a nut so fuck me hard. I had no choice and I wanted to pound his tight little hole.
I thrusted my hips and legs up so my cock would go deep inside his ass. I kept pounding and pounding. This was fucking hot. Jeff kept moaning and grunting so loudly. The pleasure we both got. He started jerking his cock. I pound even harder and deeper. We were both sweating. His hairy hole was so tight and warm I was about to bust. I said, “UHH Jeff im gonna cumm Uuhh.
I felt my cock swell, my body tense and the moment I shot my wad deep inside his hairy ass, Jeff starting grunting and breathing even faster. He moaned one last time and shot his cum across my hairy muscular chest. Some cum shot on my chin and I licked it off. I sucked his cock clean. He collapsed besides me and I said, well cuz, what did u think? He gave me a big kiss and said best thing in the world. You wanna take a shower together?
Im not ready yet. He smiled and I laughed. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I hopped in and started rinsing off. I was getting hard again. I wanted to go solo this time, thankfully the shower was huge. It was basically one room. The toilet and sink were through a door and the shower had jets and steam and many shower heads. I got on the floor and there was more than enough room for me to spread my legs and finger my asshole. I started jerking off. I closed my eyes and imagined dad, uncle mark fucking me. And I imagined fucking jeff, his tight pink hairy hole. I stuck two fingers in my ass and started finger fucking my ass. I let out soft moans. I heard the shower door slide open and I opened my eyes. Uncle mark was standing over me, with his hard 11 inch veiny cock at full attention.
“Mhmm didn’t you get enough from dad.” “ Oh no we weren’t fucking, he got on top of me to stand up. He wanted a blow job;to fuck my face basically.” “Well your son had fun and my dad had fun, I think its time for us.” I saw the look in his eye and he went and turned on all the shower heads and steam to get it nice and steamy. He had a very large bench at the back of the shower and he laid across it. We 69 ed. I fit most of his monster meat in my mouth and his tongue felt great inside my hairy ass. I had enough and turned over. I straddled him like me and jeff did. I was used to getting fucked by big cocks so I sat right on it and stuffed it in my ass. He pounded away. His cock filled and ripped my ass, but I didn’t care. This time it was so pleasurable and all the sounds and moans we were making. My balls were slapping against his chest. They should have gotten tickled by his hairy chest but it was wet now. He was so fucking hot.
“Mm Mikey babe, im gonna cum uhh!” My uncle did not last long but as he came, I felt that warm gooeyness squirt and fill my ass. He stayed inside me knowing I hadn’t cum yet. I was jacking off faster than normal when I heard very loud grunts and moans coming from the other room. I got up to see what was going on. I saw a sight that was so hot. My dad and jeff were fucking. My dad was pounding jeff. I immediately shot my load where I stood. They finished up quickly.
“I think that’s enough for one night” I said, “ My ass is sore from 2 poundings and jeff got a load full.” We all laughed and smiled. We all rinsed off without any sex. I was drained. My man juices were drained and so was my energy. Haha. We went down stairs and watched some tv. We all had robes on since the a.c. came back on. It was freezing. I even went as far as underwear socks and a robe. Everyone elses balls were clearing shown on the couch, I didn’t mind. The only one that didn’t have a robe on was Uncle Mark. He never seemed to have clothes on. I didn’t mind that either. He was so hot muscular and manly. Me and Jeff went to bed first. He took off his robe and I gazed at his body. He was so hot nude. He slipped under the covers and watched me as I took my robe off. “Damn I love your abs and chest. I took off my socks and underwear and slipped into bed.
“ Am I ever going to get as muscular or have your amazing hairy chest?
In time Jeff itll happen I promise. But don’t rush it, your damn good looking and have reasonable amounts of hair on you. I spooned him and held him in tight. He rubbed my hand and said goodnight.
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Nick and Logan Adventures – 2nd Meeting – #2
Nick and Logan have some more fun!
Lake Estate-3
After a few minutes Joe and I stood and without saying anything, I followed the big, beefy blond guy out of his barn, with a quick glance back at the dogs. Nero, the hundred-plus pound male Weimaraner and Pandora, the eighty-five pound rottweiler bitch, were both exhausted after their bestial breeding session and were laying at separate ends of the horse-stall. I was feeling quite a bit the same as the dogs, after having a good, long cry in the arms of the beautiful blond man I, who was walking a few feet in front of me. The sun was much brighter and quite a bit higher in the sky than it was when I first went into Joe’s barn. We walked right to the house, Joe opened the door and, with a hand on my shoulder, ushered me inside. It wasn’t much of a house (compared to some of the homes I’ve been inside), the barn was actually quite a bit larger. But it was clean and comfortable-looking and I’d never felt more at-home anywhere in my life. The man guided me to the couch and, even with out the gentle push on my shoulder from Joe, I fell onto the over-stuffed sofa. Still without a word, he walked across the room to where a faded yellow telephone was hanging on the wall. He lifted the receive, punched one of his thick fingers into one of the dial’s holes and turned. Six more times he spun the dial with his chunky finger, then he looked right at me.
My feeling of intense comfort was instantly compromised. What if he was calling my dad, to tell him that I’d been getting it on with his dog. What if everything Joe said to me, out in the barn, was bullshit. What if he never had actually fucked Pandora. What if he’d been lying when he told me that he’d let Nero fuck him up the ass. Why the hell did I let my guard down with this man? But he already knew what I’d done. I was sure that Joe tasted my pee on Pandora’s face, when he licked her and if he didn’t taste it, he surely smelled it. Then, I saw him stick his fingers into his dog’s pussy, no more than five minutes after I’d fucked her and shot wad after wad of cum inside that hole. He sniffed his fingers, then sucked them into his mouth, getting a taste of the mixture of body-fluids from inside Pandora. And there was the way he sniffed me, when he first greeted me that morning. I’d fucked Pandora three times since my last shower. Sure, I used spit and Pandora used her spit too, to clean the cum and lubricating-juices from my body. Regardless, I must have smelled horribly of sex.
I heard a voice on the other end of the phone-line. It was our house-keeper, I’d know her voice anywhere. “Hortence, this is Joe,” he responded, still looking right at me. I’d had it. It was all over. I was a nasty, evil person and I was about to pay for everything I’d done. “Say,” Joe continued, still staring me down, “you think it would be any problem if Billy stayed the day with me, then spent the night here so…” I couldn’t make out the house-keeper’s words, but it was easy to hear her tone and I knew she was pissed-off. Only then did I notice a huge smile on the beautiful blond man’s face and when he knew he had my attention, he winked at me. “Yes, Hortence, I know Willy’s gonna get home tomorrow, but I also know his plane doesn’t land until somewhere around five-thirty in the evening. I’ll get Billy back to you before noon, so you’ll have plenty of time to put a spit-polish on him, before his old-man gets there.” There was more grumbling from the old woman on the other end of the phone-line. “Ah, don’t give me that bullshit, he’s safer here than he is in that big, old house with you three old farts! Besides, I’m working on a project and I need another pair of hands to get it done.” More lip from the house-keeper. Joe held the phone away from his ear and his face scrunched-up into what I could only imagine was his imitation of the house-keeper. He even started wagging one of his index fingers, just like the old woman always did.
I started to laugh. Any fears I had about Joe revealing my dirty, dark secrets faded. He hadn’t called to tell on me. He wanted me to stay with him, so I didn’t have to go back to the lake-house in the emotional, confused state I was in. I couldn’t stop laughing. I barely heard Joe telling the house-keeper, “Ok, yeah, you do that Hortence, go discuss it with the butler. And if he’s got a problem with it, he’s got my number. Tell him that I’ll have the boy home within half an hour of his call. Yes Hortence. Thank you, dear. Goodbye.” By the time Joe had put the receiver back on the worn, chrome cradle, I was laughing almost as hard as I’d been crying earlier. Joe was laughing too and he walked over to me. Slumped down in the deep cushions of the couch, the big man standing above me was a wondrous sight. I couldn’t believe how his muscles stretched his clothing, or how big the lump at the fly of his jeans was. I stopped laughing and so did Joe.
Seconds later, he’d flopped down beside me, so that once again, our bodies were touching (his right arm against my left arm). “So,” he said, the smile on his face was replaced by a wide grin, “you ever fucked-around with a person before?”
I didn’t say anything, instead I gave my head a bit of a shake. “How much you jack-off?” he asked. Somewhere I found my voice and said, “A couple times a day, I suppose.” Joe’s grin widened even more and his eyes squinted a bit as he looked at me. “You were jacking-off in the bushes that day, when I was down by the pool, weren’t you?” I nodded. “I could see the cum-spots on your jeans and on Pandora’s nose, too.”
I tried to grin. I didn’t know what to say to the man. I knew he understood, but actually forming any words and speaking about what I was feeling, well, I wasn’t quite ready for that.
“It’s all-right, Billy,” the beefy blond said. His right arm went around me and before I knew it, he was cradling me against his muscular chest, which was still damp from all the tears I’d poured onto it out in the barn. A serious look crossed Joe’s face and he asked, “Was Pandora your first?” The man understood completely. I nodded my head and fought hard to stop the tears from bubbling out my eyes. “The first animal I ever fucked was an old nanny-goat. I was probably right around your age. It was right after I figured-out how to jack-off. I’d gone out behind the barn one evening, while my mom and dad were watching the six-o’clock news. I pulled it out and started pounding and all the sudden the goat was there. She seemed really interested in what I was doing, so I let my dick go and she started sniffing on it. Then she started licking it and before I knew it, my dick was in the goat’s mouth.” A gentle smile had returned to Joe’s handsome face and he continued his tale. “Did you know that goats don’t have top teeth?” I shook my head, which was comfortably cradled between the man’s strong arms and powerful chest. “Nope and this old nanny’s bottom teeth were so worn down that I was surprised she could still eat. I’ll bet she didn’t suck my dick for more than a minute or so, before I started emptying my balls in her mouth. She sucked it all down, too. Kept pushing her all-but toothless snout right up against me, as she gulped my load.”
Joe’s smile turned a bit impish. With his right arm cradling my head and shoulders against his chest, his left arm began to slowly rub my stomach and chest. Then right between my shoulder-blades, where the man’s body was the warmest, I felt a throb. “Later that night, after everyone was asleep, I went back out to the barn and found the old goat. I let her suck me for a bit, then, well, it just seemed like the natural thing to do,” the man said with a wink. “I got around behind her and stuck my spit-slick dick just as quick as I could up her cooch. She let out one hell of a sound and immediately I stopped moving, my dick about half-way inside her cunt. Once I stopped moving, the goat went quiet. I started to pull-out, slowly, terrified that someone heard the noise and was on their way out to the barn. But then, well, I never got my dick all the way out of her. And before I knew it, I was fucking her. Slowly, but it didn’t take long for me to get it all the way in. I couldn’t believe how great it felt. Even better than when the goat had my dick in her mouth. I don’t think I fucked her for more than a minute, before I started shooting my cream. The goat did let out a softer sound, as I dumped my balls in her cunt, though I knew it would never be heard from the house.”
I felt another throb between my shoulder-blades and Joe lowered his head a bit, so I could feel his breath on my face. “I must have fucked that old nanny every day for a couple years. A couple times, some days. But then, as I got older and my dick started to get bigger, well, I think I had too much for her to take, after a while. She still sucked me off, after that, when she started acting like taking me up her twat was getting to her, I stopped fucking her.” His face got even closer and his words became softer. “But, this was a different farm back then. Dad had all kinds of live-stock. There were other goats, sheep, chickens, turkeys, ducks and geese. We had pigs, cows, horses, you name it. Once he even brought in a big bull buffalo, to breed a couple of his heifers, to get beef-allo calves. I never tried to fuck around with him. He’d have killed me for sure. But I got a great view of his huge fucking cock plugging those sloppy cow-cunts. But I have sucked-off a normal bull, or two. And once I even let a young bull fuck my ass. “I’ve fucked pigs, horses and cows and when I was young, I even fucked a few of the chickens and turkeys, but the geese always squawked so loud that I left them alone, for the most part. And over the years, I’ve fucked and been fucked by dozens of dogs, as well as a few human-beings every so often.”
I wasn’t really crying, but tears were rolling down my face and onto Joe’s belly and crotch. I lay there and, in a voice as soft as his was, told him about everything I’d done with Pandora. I told him about how she started licking my balls, when I’d pulled my dick out in the woods two days before and how she proceeded to start licking my dick, then used her tongue to pull my little hard-on into her mouth. I told him all about the fantastic orgasm I had, when I sprayed my cum into the rottweiler’s gulping maw, in a steady stream like I was peeing, rather than pulsing jets, like it normally shot out of me. I told him about fingering and eating her pussy, then about how I slipped my dick in and fucked the big rottweiler bitch. I told him about that morning, about how I’d just finished shooting deep inside her and how, when I went to pee, I saw her blood on my dick, but didn’t have much time to think about why her pussy was bleeding, as that was when the man had returned to pick Pandora up. By the time I told him the whole story, I realized that at some point, his right hand had crept under my soiled t-shirt and I could feel his calloused hand moving against the smooth skin of my torso.
“I taught her how to suck-cock like that, never even grazed you with her teeth, did she?” I laughed and told Joe he was right, Pandora had been perfectly gentle, while my dick was in her mouth. Over the next little while, we just talked, Joe sitting on the couch, holding me tight against his chest with one arm as the other explored my chest and belly. When he started tickling my peach-fuzzed armpit, I started to giggle. Joe dug deeper into my pit, moving a couple fingers all over the concave surface of my skin. Then he pulled his hand from my pit, then all the way out from under my shirt and his fingers didn’t stop until they were right below his nose. He sniffed his fingers deeply, then as he’d done after sticking the same fingers into Pandora’s pussy, he shoved his stinky fingers into his mouth.
“Tastes like it’s been a while since you’ve had a shower,” Joe said around the fingers in his mouth. Once he’d sucked off as much as he could, he licked his lips, as his now spit-coated fingers dove back under my shirt, then directly to my other arm-pit. He dragged his fingers around that pit for a bit, then pulled his hand back to his nose and after getting a couple good sniffs, he started sucking on his fingers again. This time, when his fingers came out of his mouth, he was looking at me a bit strangely. “Want a taste,” the man said, slowly licking the taste of my armpits from his lips.
As a response, I raised my upper body as best as I could and as Joe’s head lowered a bit, we kissed. I could taste my sweaty funk on his lips and on his tongue, when I’d dug mine into his mouth to find it. We kissed deeply and we were both feeling all over the other’s body. I got a hand up and under Joe’s t-shirt and was instantly fascinated by his lightly-hairy chest. Not to mention how big and hard his pectoral muscles were. When I found and started pinching one of his pencil-eraser-nipples, Joe sucked my tongue into his mouth. I could hear and feel him moaning as he sucked my tongue. And by that time, I was sure that the pulsing thing I could feel under my shoulder-blades was Joe’s cock.
I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Not only had I lost my virginity less than forty-eight hours before (even if it was a rather unconventional de-flowering), here I was cradled in the arms of the most gorgeous man I could imagine, our mouths pressed together and our tongues wrestling. It wasn’t until I felt the tingling in my belly, that I knew I either had to cool things down a bit, or I’d surely cream my jeans. Although, I didn’t have to do anything, the mood quickly faded on its own.
From the barn, we heard a horrendous ruckus. I couldn’t tell if it was Pandora or Nero, or maybe it was even both dogs howling and yelping. Without any warning, Joe stood, lifting me with him. A second later, I fell onto the over-stuffed couch-cushions and Joe was standing above me, laughing. “We better go out and check on them, then we’ll come back in and I’ll fix lunch.” It wasn’t until the man’s mention of eating, that I realized I’d missed breakfast and I was famished. By the time we reached the barn, the dogs were tied together, Nero’s knot deep inside Pandora’s pussy and they were both standing there, connected by their rear ends, panting. “They’re gonna be locked together for a bit, while Nero shoots her full of another load of his spooge,” Joe said, one of his big hands gently gripping my shoulder. “Lets go in and get a bite to eat, then we’ll come back and see how they’re doing.”
Joe made burgers and fries for lunch. We talked as we ate, getting to know one another better. We talked about books, movies, tv-shows and stuff like that. We discussed our favorite foods (Joe’s is a rare steak and a baked-potato, with sour-cream, garlic, onion and bacon – Mine was and still is, country-fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy and corn-on-the-cob, covered with butter and salt), our favorite music and how we liked to pass our free-time. Although, that was when things started getting a bit hot again. Feeling more comfortable than I ever had with another person, I admitted to Joe that my favorite pass-time was getting naked and jacking-off (even adding with a sly grin of my own, that sometimes I even would sneak a spit-slicked finger, or two, up my butt, when I wanted to come really hard). Joe informed me that lately, his favorite pass-time had been getting it on with Pandora. “‘Though, considering what’s going on out in the barn right now, I guess I’m gonna have to lay off her for a while. She’s got enough on her plate with Nero, out there.”
After we ate and the kitchen was cleaned, we went back out to the barn. Both dogs were fast asleep, in separate corners of the stall. We walked across the large, open space within the barn, me following Joe, taking two steps for each one of his. At the far side, Joe reached a ladder and began to climb. I was right behind him, staring up and seeing how strained the seat of his pants were, each time he flexed his ass to reach the next step. The ladder led through a trap-door, onto a loft that extended over more than half of the barn-floor. It was much warmer up there, than it had been down below.
“Mind if I strip-down?” Joe asked, though he didn’t wait for an answer. As soon as his words were out of his mouth, he was already raising his t-shirt from his body. I followed suit and a couple seconds later, we were both standing up in the loft, bare from the waist-up. I watched as Joe’s big hands moved to the buttons of his jeans. I have no idea where the burst of courage came from, but before I realized what I was doing, I called-out, “No!,” and I quickly moved right in front of him. His hands had shot away from his jeans the instant I yelled ‘No,’ and my comparatively tiny hands moved right in where his had been. I sheepishly looked up at the big, beautiful man and whispered, “I want to do it.”
“Go for it, kid,” Joe said. I fell to my knees before him and started to rub my hands all over the huge, hot lump in the front of his jeans. I didn’t start unbuttoning his jeans, not just yet. Instead, I pawed at the whole big bulge. After a moment, I started to realize which part of the massive mound was his cock and which part were his balls. Everything seemed so huge. And, even before I actually saw the man’s equipment, just from the way it felt and how it pressed at his pants, I realized that, unlike mine, Joe’s foreskin had never been clipped. After a bit it wasn’t enough to just feel his cotton-covered crotch with my hands, so slowly my face moved forward and before I knew it, I could feel his hardness and heat with my nose, lips and cheeks. Before I was done exploring Joe’s manhood through his pants, there was a big dark wet-spot at the front of his jeans. I knew that a lot of the wetness was from my saliva, though I suspected that some of the moisture had oozed from the man’s massive cock, that his pre-cum had mingled with my spit. Now, as I knelt there with my face properly planted against the fly of his pants, I’ll admit that I really couldn’t taste much. But the smell was incredible. Every breath I pulled in, filtered through the worn cotton of his jeans, was filled with the most amazing, potent and masculine scent I’d ever smelled. I wondered how long it had been since he’d showered. Surely a man didn’t work-up an odor like that in just a few hours. My own dick was hard as a bone and throbbing as I mashed my face into the front of his jeans. I wanted to reach down and start stroking myself, but resisted the urge, as I couldn’t bare to take one of my hands off the man’s hips, where I was holding tight to him for support.
I finally did move my hands from his hips, not too far though, just to the buttons of his fly. But before I started unbuttoning his pants, I looked up at the magnificent man. His bare torso was so massively muscled. The upper part, his chest, was covered with a light dusting of blond fur. And other than a fine line of blond body-hair that bisected his ripped, tight stomach and descended below the waist-band of his jeans, the man’s belly was as smooth as mine. I popped the first button of his fly and without thinking about what I was doing, shoved my tongue into the little ‘V’ that appeared. His body hair had begun to spread toward his hips a bit and I could feel his pubes tickling my tongue. His skin tasted extremely salty and a bit musky. When I popped the second button of his fly, the skin-covered head of his cock suddenly appeared, pushing up, even higher than the first button.
Joe’s cock was huge. I’d known that even before I saw it, judging only from the bulge it made in his jeans. And despite the fact that I could only see maybe an inch or so of it’s tip, I had to stop and take stock of what I was seeing. I’d been right. Joe’s cock was un-circumcised. I couldn’t actually see the head of his cock, but there was no mistaking the shape of the flared helmet within the covering of skin. And at the very tip, the skin was pulled tight, like the opening of a draw-string bag pulled tightly closed, extending a good half-inch or more over the blunt form of the fat head of his cock. And sure enough there was clear fluid pooling in the puckered hole of his foreskin, some even drooling down over the bit of cock-shaft I could see, poking from his fly. I felt an instinctual need to taste the clear goo dripping from the tightly crimped pucker of skin, though something held me back. I popped the third button and got a look at another inch, or so, of Joe’s cock, as well as more of the bush of dark-blond curly hair growing on the hard, flat skin between his hips.
“Is that the first man’s cock you’ve seen up-close?” Joe asked. His voice was soft and carried a gentle tone, but it startled me anyway. I didn’t respond vocally, but my head nodded a bit, as I breathed in through my nose. There were all sorts of scents emanating from Joe’s crotch. All of them were strong, potent smells and it seemed like I couldn’t breathe in enough of his funky masculine odor to satisfy my desires. As I popped the fourth button of his jeans, the huge column of flesh throbbed, then relaxed, falling away from his tight belly and I felt the heat of his thick shaft make contact with my nose. Having that monstrous cock right in my face, I had to close my eyes (I couldn’t focus that close without straining my eyes). And before I knew it, my tongue was out and I was licking the burning hot skin of the man’s mighty cock-shaft.
I still don’t know for sure if I yanked his pants down to his knees, or if Joe helped-out a bit and pushed his own jeans down. Regardless, there it was, hard as steel and bigger than I’d have ever imagined a man’s cock could be. And not only was his colossal cock impressive. I now had a clear view of Joe’s huge, heavy, hairy balls, dangling below his big, hard bone. There was no stopping me. My tongue was out and I pushed my mouth tight against the bloated, furry sac and began licking the man’s sweat from his balls. Joe let out a deep groan as my mouth and tongue went crazy trying to get as much of his salty, bitter, musky taste from the skin and hairs of his scrotum into my mouth. It didn’t take long for my saliva to cover the hairy sac and before long, the man’s potent taste began to dissipate. Once I’d thoroughly cleaned all Joe’s funk from his bloated ball-sac, I thought about moving my tongue elsewhere on his body, in an attempt to lick-up more of the manly-tasting sweat from his skin. But I started to hear words mixed-in to his moans.
“Oh, fuck yeah!” I heard Joe moan. “That’s it, kid! Gnaw on my fucking ‘nads!” So, I spent a bit more time licking and sucking on the man’s balls. They were so big that I couldn’t open my jaws wide enough to get even one of them all the way inside my mouth.
I was still fighting the urge to reach my hand down my pants and start jacking-off. But I knew if I did, I’d come in an instant and I didn’t want this to be over so quickly. After a bit, I pulled my spit-coated face out of Joe’s crotch to catch my breath. While I breathed, my hands gently caressed the two big oblong orbs. They were still dripping from the tongue-bath I’d just given them, as I weighed them in my palm, wondering if mine would get that big when I got older.
My hands, coated in my own spit, which I’d just rubbed off Joe’s balls, slowly slid up a bit to where the man’s scrotum seemed to stop and the fat base of his cock started. I twisted my arm so that the back of it rested lightly against the beefy blond man’s big bone. I couldn’t believe my eyes. With my wrist pressed to his cock, well, I could see a good amount of cock-flesh on either side of my arm. Joe’s cock was quite a bit fatter than my bony wrist. With my hand trembling, I twisted it back around so that my fingers were touching the huge cock. Slowly I reached my fingers around it. And the thing was so thick that even squeezing quite tight, there was a good inch of space between the tips of my index-finger and thumb. So, the first cock (other than my own little dick) I ever got my hands on turned-out to be so big that I couldn’t even wrap my fingers all the way around (and looking back, I wouldn’t have had it any other way).
There I was kneeling in front of Joe, who’s jeans were shoved to his ankles, with both of my hands feeling all over his cock and balls. I didn’t stroke it, not at first anyway. I was mesmerized by massive slab of man-meat in my little hands. Once I got used to it’s girth, I started exploring it’s length. It was longer than my hands and thinking about the foot-long rulers we used in school, I guessed that it was at least that long. As though reading my mind, I heard Joe’s soft, growling voice say, “That’s eleven and a half inches of cock you got in your hand, kid. And almost seven inches around.” (Now, I’d measured my own dick – it wasn’t even five inches long and no bigger around than a quarter.)
After exploring the shaft of the man’s cock my fingers moved up to the bulbous head, which was still covered, as nature intended, by its fleshy foreskin. And oozing from the tightly cinched tip of Joe’s sizable, solid slab of meat, so much so that it was dribbling down the side of his shaft, was a good amount of slime sparkling in the bit of sunlight filtering through the filthy windows in walls of the barn’s loft. I fingered the man’s foreskin for a few moments, never before having had my hands on an un-cut cock (for that matter, I’d never had my hands on any sort of cock, other than my own little dick, of course).
But the temptation proved too much. With the sweaty, musky taste of his balls still in my mouth, I had to get a taste of the precum bubbling from the tip of Joe’s cock. I pulled the man’s meat toward me, so that the wrinkled pucker of his foreskin was pointing right at my face. Breathing in deeply, I inhaled his virile stink, before extending my tongue and shoving it into the tight sheath of his cock-cowl. At first I tasted something sweet and a bit salty. It wasn’t a strong taste, but it was heavenly. I dug for more. However I didn’t find more of the pleasant sweet-taste of Joe’s cock-dribble. As I buried my tongue deeper into the man’s foreskin, the difference in taste was so different, the shock hit me almost like sticking the tip of my tongue on a nine-volt battery.
At first, I wasn’t sure if I liked the new taste I’d found, digging my tongue deeper between Joe’s foreskin and the fat head of his cock. It was strong, bitter and, well, it sort-of tasted rotten. However, my tongue dug wildly, trying to find more of the fermented flavor, just to be sure. Before long, my lips were sealed around the nub of foreskin and I was trying to suck the flesh into my mouth, so that my tongue could delve deeper, to get at more of the strong bitter-tasting substance from around his fat cockhead and into my mouth. I opened wider and tried to get more of him into my mouth. Though ready to wretch from the caustic taste that had filled my mouth, I couldn’t stop my tongue from mining more.
I felt Joe’s hands on the sides of my head and for a moment, he pulled my face closer to him, making more of his cock press into my mouth. Then he reversed his motion and with a pop, the head of his cock pulled completely from between my lips. He tilted my head so that I was looking right up into his down-turned face. “Before you start doin’ somethin’ that neither of us are gonna want to stop, I wanna see what you got down there, tenting your trousers, kid.” And with that, his hands gripped me under each arm and he lifted me to my feet.
Before Joe started unfastening my pants, he pulled his hands from my pits and once again, sniffed his fingers a couple times, I watched as he sucked each finger that had been in my underarms clean of my sweat. With one finger still in his mouth and a hand on my shoulder, the man moved us a few feet and sat on a bail of straw, that was already covered by an old horse-blanket. He then positioned me right in front of him, between his legs, with his hands on my bony hips. Same as I’d done, Joe first pawed at the hard little lump in my jeans. I felt his fingertips moving over the cotton covering my nuts, then up and down the skinny shaft of my dick. And, just like I’d done, once he’d felt me up enough with his hands, he moved his face to the front of my pants. I could feel his breaths on the skin of my crotch, through my jeans. When Joe exhaled, the whole area between my legs became hot. And when he inhaled, I felt cool air rushing around my nuts and dick. I was sure that I’d never had a stiffer, more rigid erection in my life. Even when I was pounding my dick into the rottweiler bitch’s pussy, I don’t think it was as hard as it was with Joe’s mouth separated from it by only a thin layer of denim.
The man’s face pulled out of my crotch and he looked up at me, a wily grin on his face. “I can smell ‘Dora’s cunt on your crotch, kid,” Joe said, then he licked his lips.
He didn’t go at my fly one button at a time, as I’d done to his. With his face only inches from my pants, he grabbed each side near the top button and yanked, popping all the buttons at once. My dick was so hard it instantly sprang out, directly into Joe’s waiting mouth. I doubt he sucked my dick for more than ten seconds before I grabbed his head and started spewing my seed into his gulping mouth. I shot my load in a stream again, rather than in pulsing wads. I heard a deep baying howl off in the distance and a high-pitched whine much closer. And I could also just make-out the sound of the man gulping, swallowing every bit of the fresh spunk spewing from my bone-hard dick. My orgasm was so intense, that if Joe hadn’t been holding me around my waist, I’d have surely fallen to the straw-strewn floor of the loft. My consciousness was so far off that I couldn’t even count the number of mind-blowing orgasms I’d experienced in the previous three days. Though I was aware that none of the orgasms I’d had with Pandora came close to the incredibly intense sensations I was feeling, as the big blond man slurped my sperm into his stomach. I was breathing in the combined smells of both our sweaty bodies and the strong taste of Joe’s cock-cheese was still in my mouth.
As my body relaxed a bit an my emanation subsided some, I realized that the high-pitched whining noise I was hearing was issuing from my own mouth. I guess I was so involved in the feelings crashing through my body, that I didn’t realize I was crying-out as Joe sucked my load of cum from my dick. The instant I figured-out I was making the piercing scream, it stopped and was replaced by panting, as I tried to catch my breath. The deep, baying howl was still in my ears, sounding a bit closer, though still a-ways from the barn.
Still supporting a good amount of my weight, Joe sucked the last of my load from my now-sensitive dick and gave his lips a good lick the second it popped out of his mouth. It was really warm in the loft and we were both covered in sweat. I felt myself being twisted around and a second later my bare butt was sitting on Joe’s naked lap. Our eyes locked and our faces moved close. When our mouths met and the man’s tongue pushed between my lips, I could taste my own cum. We kissed a moment or two, then I pulled away. “I want to taste your cum,” I said sheepishly to the beautiful beefy man. Joe looked at me and smiled and I felt his hard cock throb under my bare butt.
“I want you to taste it and you will,” he said as a matter-of-fact. Then we heard another of the deep baying howls, then a loud, rumbling growl came from the lower level of the barn. Joe looked away from me, wiping his spit-and-cum-coated lips with the back of his hand, as he gazed out the large half-open hay-door level with the floor of the loft. “But I’ll bet my bottom dollar that’s ol’ Elmer yowlin’ out there. He’s shown up here every time ‘Dora’s gone into heat. And if he manages to find his way into the barn, Nero would tear him to shreds before he got anywhere close to his bitch. The man put me back on my still-a-bit-wobbly feet and stood himself. I reached down and was about to pull my pants up, when I noticed Joe was pulling his boots off, then his pants fell free of his thick, hairy legs. I followed suit and pulled off my sneakers, then we were both naked in the warmth and soft light in the loft. Joe shoved his big feet back into his boots, so I put my shoes back on. Naked, but for our footwear, we climbed down the ladder, this time Joe looked up at my body and I looked down at his.
Pandora greeted us at the bottom of the ladder, giving each of our bare crotches a sniff and lick, before Joe shoed her away. Nero was straining at the chain and collar restraining him in the stall, snorting the air as best as he could with the collar all-but blocking his airway, the low, rumbling growl still emanating from somewhere deep in his lean chest.
“Come on kid,” Joe said, walking toward a door in the side of the barn. His dick was still big and thick, but it was no longer pointing up at the ceiling, as it had been. As I watched him move, I was once again fascinated at the way his well-built muscles moved under his lightly-furred skin. The man’s blondish body-hair covered all of him, except for the sides of his stomach and his wide back. His arms and legs were hairier toward his hands and feet and there seemed to be just as much hair on the massive mounds of his ass-cheeks as there was around his humongous cock and balls.
Opening the door leading outside, my eyes were shocked by the bright sunlight. It took me a few seconds before I could see. And once my sight returned, I saw a big, red dog loping across the field toward us.
“Ol’ Elmer belongs to the Graningers. They’ve got a farm about a mile and a half that-a-way,” Joe pointed to where the dog was approaching. “I’ll bet he’s only a year or two younger than you and for a hound his size that’s gettin’ pretty old.”
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