Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Slowly the door crept open.“Oh for Christ’s sake, Dirk. That is not funny.” A woman, the spitting image of Griet though far more demurely dressed, stood in the doorway.“Not funny, but quite possibly fun,” said Dirk. “Lieve, let me introduce Jack,” he added while continuing his slow stroking of Jack’s cock.Jack had stopped stroking Dirk’s cock, but kept a firm hold of it.“Why don’t you join us?” asked Dirk. “Thank you, no,” said Lieve. “Is Griet home?”“If she were she’d be in here with us,” said Dirk.“You two are impossible.”Jack couldn’t help but notice that while Lieve continued to spout indignation she never took her eyes off the pair of erections in front of her.“I need to speak to her.”“She’ll be back next week,” said Dirk.“Fine,” said Lieve, and with that, she closed the door slowly.“Oh well, it was worth a try,” said Dirk, and he bent over, taking Jack into his mouth. He lightly closed his teeth around the head of Jack’s cock and gave the head of it tiny flicks with his tongue. Jack tensed, and his hand slid down the length of Dirk’s shaft and cupped his balls, slowly massaging them with his fingers. He inched a little further down on the bench giving Dirk better access. Dirk responded by cupping Jack’s balls in his left hand and slowly sliding first one finger, then two, into Jack’s arse. Jack started sliding up and down over Dirk’s fingers, breathing heavier and heavier. He let go of Dirk’s cock, and his hands massaged their way up Dirk’s torso until they were çankaya escort firmly wedged in his armpits. Jack lifted Dirk, opened his legs wide, and pulled Dirk into a kiss. Dirk slid down Jack, pulled him a little more off the bench, and buried his head between Jack’s legs. Jack could feel Dirk’s tongue darting in and out of him, running around his rim and darting back in again. He grabbed the back of Dirk’s head and tried to draw Dirk’s tongue in deeper. When he couldn’t stand it any longer he pulled Dirk back up into another kiss. He wrapped his legs around Dirk’s hips, then, reaching down, took hold of Dirk’s cock, slippery with sweat, and guided him in. He gasped as the head of Dirk’s cock penetrated. Dirk’s hands pinched and massaged Jack’s nipples. Jack’s tongue darted quicker and quicker into Dirk’s mouth. He had to pull out of the kiss to let out a moan as Dirk drove his cock as deep as it would go. Jack tightened his legs, trying to pull him in yet deeper.Dirk settled into a steady rhythm as Jack grabbed the seat of the bench and held on. He opened his eyes and noticed the door to the sauna was again open, though just a crack. Dirk began to pump more quickly; he bit into Jack’s neck and shoulder, then his hands slid under Jack’s buttocks, and lifted him slightly. Almost imperceptibly, the crack in the door widened.After an age, Jack felt Dirk’s cock tense. He squeezed himself around it as tight as he keçiören escort could. Dirk gasped as the first fiery blast shot out. Jack reached down to Dirk’s arse to make sure he stayed deep inside. Another spasm caused Dirk’s head to snap upwards. Several more followed.Finally, they began to subside and Dirk slipped out of Jack. Jack set Dirk on the bench. He got down on his knees and started to lick Dirk clean, savouring the taste of himself and Dirk’s salty cum. Dirk shuddered when Jack’s mouth reached the head of his cock.“Gently,” said Dirk, grasping the sides of Jack’s head with his hands.Jack gave the head of Dirk’s cock gentle tongue flicks. Dirk flinched with each one of them. When Dirk was clean, Jack ran his tongue upwards, licked and sucked both of Dirk’s nipples before giving him a final kiss. Jack pulled himself up on the bench alongside Dirk and looked up. The door to the sauna was closed.Dirk offered to return the favour but Jack was exhausted and wanted to reflect on, or savour, what had just passed between them, he wasn’t quite sure which. They chatted amiably, both still naked, over coffee in the kitchen, but then Jack had to leave for another job. They kissed each other goodbye and Jack left, wincing a little the first time he plopped down on his bicycle seat.The following week, Griet was still away, and Dirk immediately suggest another sauna upon opening the front door but Jack insisted etimesgut escort on cleaning the house first. In the meantime, Dirk mowed the lawn. By the time Jack had finished, it had started to rain. It was still warm outside so they decided to lie on the lawn and let the warm rain wash over them. It wasn’t long before they were rolling around on the freshly cut wet grass with the smell of the rain, the grass, and each other creating a heady atmosphere. Jack fucked Dirk, Dirk fucked Jack and, after licking each other clean, they both jumped into the pool for a final rinse.The following week Griet answered the door. She was wearing the same diaphanous dress she wore on Jack’s first day and, like that first day, nothing underneath. She let Jack in and he went straight to work, happy that what had transpired the previous two weeks did not appear to have been shared. Halfway through the morning, he stopped for a coffee and, as had become the custom, Griet joined him.“I hear you’ve met my sister,” she said, while slowly stirring her coffee.“Ah,” said Jack, realizing that what had happened the previous two weeks had very likely been shared, “Dirk told you.”“Everything.”“Everything?”“Yes,” said Griet with a lascivious smile, “absolutely everything. Dirk and I have no secrets.”“And you’re all right with that?” asked Jack.“Absolutely,” said Griet, turning to face him and giving him a full frontal view of herself, “you must have worked out by now that we both find you very interesting.”Jack admitted he had suspicions but found it hard to approach Griet, partly out of a lack of confidence but also partly out of guilt. He confessed he’d somehow twisted his views in such a way that sex with another man wasn’t quite being unfaithful but he couldn’t come to the same rationale when it came to sex with another woman. 

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

He had been watching her since she started at the company 6 months ago. She was gorgeous; her long lean legs ended in a perfectly formed tight little ass that wiggled seductively under the tight dresses she wore. Her slim waist and full tits set high and proud on her chest gave her a deliciously attractive figure. She had beautiful green eyes and long flame red hair that framed her beautiful oval face. With full red lips that were just made for kissing, she was the perfect package! He worked in the same 10th floor office as this crimson-haired angel and she would pass his desk several times during the day. He would get a perfect view of her as she passed each direction and either way she went, he couldn’t help but stop and stare. She was a vision from any angle. Although it was strictly against company policy, he often thought about asking her out on a date or coffee sometime, but each time he got up the nerve he would see her and his confidence waned. What would a creature like her want with an ordinary guy like him? He was just another paper-pushing desk jockey like all the rest! Surely she had some handsome strong hunk of a boyfriend who would just squash a guy like him if he looked at her sideways! So he went about his days at work happy just to catch these brief glimpses of her perfection and then after work go home where he could be with her in his dreams. It wasn’t the ideal arrangement, and often times he would go home mentally kicking himself for not having the courage to actually talk to her. But his fear of being turned down, or worse being laughed at, kept him from following through with it. One day while he was at work, an opportunity presented itself that he simply couldn’t refuse. It had been a pretty good day. He had just landed a new client and his scarlet beauty had been past his desk more often than usual, giving him ample opportunity to take her in. As the close of business drew near, he prepared to go home, closing up his desk and heading for the elevator. As fate would have it though, he got detained for a couple moments by another coworker’s question on the new client. So when he did manage to get to the elevator, he had to wait for it for a few moments. As he did, who would walk up to wait for the elevator with him but the girl of his dreams! She smiled softly at him as they waited and çankaya escort he felt his heart trying to beat out of his chest. He was sure she could hear it standing only a couple feet away. Fortunately for him, there was no one else around to see his discomfort. Then the elevator came to their floor and the door opened. Being gracious, he allowed her to go in first with him right behind her. The door closed, leaving the two of them in the elevator alone. With a small lurch the elevator began it’s journey down to the ground floor and everything was going along as usual. He kept his eye on the blinking row of numbers indicating what floor they were on. He didn’t dare look at her for fear he would be found out. She just kept her eyes on the floor, neither speaking to the other. Suddenly the elevator stopped and the lights went out. The emergency light clicked on giving the two of them subdued, but usable light. “No! Oh my god!” she said, the panic in her voice clear. “It’s ok,” he said, “the elevator will start up again in a minute or two.” “No, no you don’t understand! I hate elevators as it is, and being stuck in one…” “It’s ok. We’ll be out of this elevator soon, I’m sure. Meantime I’ll keep you company.” “Thanks. It’s just… I am scared. I don’t do well in small places,” she said. Seeing an opportunity to help his fantasy girl, he summoned up all of his courage. “If you want, we can sit down and I could… hold you while we talk?” “Thank you, I’d like that,” she said. The two of them sat down on the floor of the elevator and he put his arm around the girl’s shoulder, pulling her in close. “My name is Mark,” he said, “We’ve never really met.” “I’m Angela, it’s nice to meet you Mark,” she said. “Angela… angel. It fits you,” he replied, “Sorry, names and their meanings are kinda my thing.” “Thank you, that’s very sweet,” she said smiling. She curled up next to Mark and leaned her head onto his shoulder. Mark inhaled her soft perfume and closed his eyes. “This must be a dream! ” he thought. “Mark, can I ask you a question?” she said, after a few moments. “Sure, Angela, what is it?” “Well… please don’t be embarrassed or anything, but I was just wondering why you are always watching me.” “W… what! I… I…” he stammered, his face turning bright red. keçiören escort “Please it’s ok! Don’t be embarrassed, I shouldn’t have said anything!” she pleaded, looking up into his eyes, “I think it is very sweet. Besides, to be totally honest, I like that you watch me. I consider it a compliment that you pay so much attention to me. Not every girl has such an ardent admirer!” “Well I didn’t mean to stare. I didn’t think you saw me. I’m sorry if I upset you,” he said quietly. “You didn’t upset me, Mark. Like I said I thought of it as a compliment,” she put her hand on his thigh to reassure him. “Besides… it looks like your friend is paying me a compliment as well!” she said smiling. Now he was really embarrassed. “Oh my god! Oh I’m so sorry!” he said, moving away and then standing up quickly. “Please come back Mark,” she said softly, “and don’t be embarrassed, please. It’s quite flattering, actually.” Angela held out her hand to him and Mark returned, taking her hand then standing in front of her. “My goodness,” Angela said licking her ruby lips, “that looks uncomfortable. Here let me help you.” Her delicate hands rubbed the growing bulge in the front of his trousers. Mark stood perfectly still – if this was a dream, he didn’t want to do anything to wake from it! Angela caressed his cock through his pants until he was fully erect and hard. “Mmmm…” she said as she felt his hardness. “Do you mind if I make myself a little more comfortable?” Angela got up on her knees and began removing her blouse. Slowly and seductively she peeled away her silk top and then she unfastened the front hooks of her pink lace bra. With a flirtatious look up at him, she opened her bra, revealing what he had, up to this point, only dreamed of. Mark’s eyes got big as he gazed upon this girl in front of him. With his mouth agape, he drank in the sight of such a beautiful woman, half naked and wanting to please him. He couldn’t move and he couldn’t speak. Angela smiled, her eyes sparkling, even in the reduced light. “There that’s better. Now let’s see about making you comfortable shall we?” She reached up and began unfastening his belt and zipper, then in one deft move, she pulled down his pants and boxers. His cock, now hard as steel from the events of the last few minutes, etimesgut escort sprang up and stood at the ready. “Oh my… look what I’ve done. You poor baby!” she said with a come-hither smirk. Wrapping her tiny hands around his throbbing cock, she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock softly. She looked up for a reaction and saw him standing there, eyes closed and holding his breath, not even daring to hope for what might come next. She engulfed his cock in her hot mouth, taking him as deep as she could until his pubic hairs tickled her nose, then slowly drew back, her soft lips sealed tightly around his member. His gasp at the feeling turned to a soft growl as he felt her sucking at him, while her tongue massaged the underside of his cock. He moaned his approval as she began slowly moving up and down the length of his cock, bobbing her head slowly at first, then working into a medium-speed rhythm. As her mouth worked him up and down, her hands worked in synch, rotating and squeezing him and coaxing him to release his hot, sticky seed. She moaned as she felt every bump and ridge of his cock in her mouth and her moans only served to excite him further. Her mouth felt so wonderful and as much as he would have loved to spend the rest of his life just like this, he didn’t want it to end so soon. Besides, it wouldn’t be right not to return the favor! So with all the resolve he could muster, he pulled out of her mouth. Angela looked up at him curiously, “What’s the matter, honey?” “Nothing’s the matter… I just want to taste you now!” he said. He got down on the floor next to her and gently laid her on her back. He leaned over looking into her soft green eyes and kissed her passionately – something he had done numerous times in his dreams. She tasted sweeter and softer than even his dreams could imagine. Angela moaned into his mouth as she opened hers to allow his tongue to come in and play. Taking the cue (and hoping he hadn’t read things wrong) he placed a hand lightly on her breast. She moaned again, louder this time and put her hand on top of his, pressing down and letting him know she wanted his hand there. With this as her permission, he began mauling her breast, squeezing it, sinking his fingers into the creamy soft flesh, and pinching and pulling on her hard nipple. Now it was Angela’s turn to enjoy the ministrations of her playmate! Mark had dreamed of such an encounter with this auburn angel for months and now that he had his chance, he was going at it with gusto! Leaving her soft lips behind, he replaced his hand on her soft breast with his mouth, taking her stiff, aching nipple between his teeth and nipping at it gently.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

This starts as reality and then ventures into fantasy, based upon my lovemaking with Madeline. It was several weeks after our wonderful anal exploration in Wellfleet. Over that time we further explored all the combinations two people in love could concoct to have sex. I loved the manner we had developed of working and having sex four or five times a week. It was uninhibited and wild, with the introduction of multiple toys, fantasies, and sexy dress resulting in huge orgasms and lots of naked body contact. One Sunday afternoon, we were reading the paper relaxing. I glanced up from rus escort my reading and looked at Madeline sitting in a long white negligee at a table in the alcove framed by the sun coming in through the windows. While it made me smile with the humor of the clichéd, view, it was also sexy as hell, showing the see through gauzed figure of her breasts and nipples, erect and enjoying the warmth. I got up and went over behind her and wrapped my arms enabling my hands to cup her hot breasts and whisper in her ear, “Oh god, you look sexy yenimahalle escort as hell.” I then bent over and kiss/ lightly sucked her neck. She leaned back into me and raised her arms around my neck, pulling me down and kissing me on the lips as she stretched back, moving her legs out. We kissed deeply, tongues langoriously intertwining in wet smoothness as I further massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples through the gauze. My excitement built. She broke the kiss and stood, hand grasping mine as we went into the bedroom. We walked through the door and she turned, moving into a hug as she kissed me passionately rubbing her almost naked body against me. I grabbed her gauze covered ass and lifted her while we kissed, and moved us to the bed. We separated as I put her down and grabbed the nightgown at her hips and pulled it over her heard and now raised arms, leaving her gloriously naked, breasts heaving and nipples erect. I whipped my pants off, with my half hard member popping out. Madeline immediately sat down on edge of the bed, grabbed my cock and thrust it in her mouth, engulfing me with warm wetness. Oh, it was a fabulous pleasure, so intense my knees almost crumbled as a result. She worked wonders, rubbing her tongue around the sensitive head of my now hard member, foreskin pulled back, and then bobbing and sucking at the same time.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Despite being close neighbors, I hadn’t heard from Anna or Rick for quite some time. The experiences they introduced me to had opened up a new life for me and I was busily exploring the limits of that life. Combining my new explorations with our busy professional lives, I guess we just never managed to hook up again. That was until I received a text from Anna two weeks ago. A message that I didn’t understand at first.It simply said, “Hi Dave, Start edging, Do it every day. We’ll meet in a week. “I must admit I had to search the web to find out what edging was and when I did I was both surprised and excited. I did, however, feel a hit of regret because it meant I had to stop all my other sexual exploits for a week. There would be no way I’d be able to visit my new sex friends without covering their faces with cum. I responded to Anna immediately.“I’m on it, Anna. Is Rick also edging for the week or is it just me?”I got an immediate response from Anna, “We are all edging all week. Nobody cums until we all meet.”“Whatever you say, Anna,” Was the only response My telephone rang as soon as I texted. It was from Anna. “I hope you’re excited about next week,” she said. Continuing, “I want you to take your cock out and think of me sucking rus escort it as you stroke it. Are you stroking your cock and thinking about me, Dave.”“I am, Anna. I’m looking down at in now. There’s nothing I want more than you sucking my cock right now.” was my reply. I was gently stroking my cock as Anna encouraged me. She described how she would lick my balls and swallow my cum. She told me that she was playing with her wet pussy and thinking of having my cock inside her. I was on the verge of an orgasm when she promptly reminded me that nobody would be cumming until next week.I immediately took my hand from my cock in despair. I was a couple of seconds from shooting my load and to deprive myself of the pleasure was agonizing.  My cock throbbed for a minute and a small stream of pre-cum leaked down the head of my cock. “Good boy, Dave. Don’t dare cum until next week,” Said Anna, Continuing,  “I’m going to go and suck Rick’s cock now. Us two shouldn’t be the only two to suffer.”The phone went dead and I was left there alone with my erection and my sexual frustration. “How am I going to last the week?” I said to myself said aloud. I decided that I needed to take my training yenimahalle escort to another level for the week. Thinking that if I’m training that I can’t be thinking about fucking, The next day I work up with a painfully stiff erection and decided to edge myself once more. I closed my eyes, took hold of my cock and started to stroke it. As I was stroking it I was thinking of Annas ass. Remembering the time I was on my knees licking her asshole as her husband watched. It took no time at all until I felt the wave of pleasure building in the pt of my stomach. I immediately took my hand from my cock and lay there feeling my cock throb and my wave of pleasure disappear back inside of me. I looked down and once again the pre-cum flowed out of me. Quite a bit more leaked out of my still hard throbbing cock. I had no idea how long I was going to be able to keep this up. As I lay there in desperation I heard my phone vibrate. Looking on the screen I saw a message from Anna. “I hope you’ve been playing with that cock of yours, Dave. Rick and I have been very busy.” I picked up my phone and replied, “I’ve just done it, Anna. Do we have to wait the full week before we meet?”The phone vibrated and the message was not as I hoped but exactly as I expected. “No, Dave. We are waiting the week Only six days left before you and Rick get to cover me in your saved up cum.”I decided that the best thing I could do was to go out for a run. At least that would get rid of my erection for an hour or so. I got changed and was out the door running in no time at all. I really focused on my running, thought about every stride, felt the wind in my face as I powered around one of my regular routes in record time. When I got home I was absolutely exhausted, yet invigorated and dripping in sweat. Time for a shower. I had completely forgotten about all sexual desire at that point and was enjoying the feeling of the hot water on my tired muscles. That was until I started soaping up my midsection. My ass felt electric to the touch and moving around with the soap my cock stood to instant attention when I applied the soap. “Oh no!” I thought as I looked down to see the all too familiar sight of my erect cock staring straight up at me. “What the hell,” I thought, “One more edge for the day,” and I started to glide my soapy hand slowly up and down the length of my cock. I then added my other hand and started to fuck both hands. Not thirty seconds had passed before I had to stop the impending orgasm that seemed to be getting stronger and stronger with each effort. A long trail of pre-cum went from my cock to my left knee and my cock was twitching as if it had been electrocuted. 

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I slipped into the room a little earlier, wanting to acclimatise a little on my mat before the class started. Sitting in a lotus position, I discreetly watched the other people come into the space and find a spot. A tanned man came in. Greying, wearing only shorts, casually showing off his shirtless body that was in very good shape. I smiled to myself when he rolled out his mat beside mine, looking forward to enjoying some ‘eye-candy’ during the class today. We nodded in acknowledgement. I stood up as the instructor started the class with the usual breathing exercise. With the class slowly building up intensity I forgot about him and concentrated on the still only partially çankaya escort mastered poses. The room was 42 degrees, and everyone was starting to break out a good sweat. When the first sequence ended we all reached down for our water bottles. My sweaty body briefly touched the man, which brought our attention back to each other’s presence. God he was sexy.“Bring your feet parallel into a wide stance, facing the wall. Activate your core and glutes, and with a straight back, reach forward and bend. Bring your stomach between your thighs. Don’t look at the person behind you. Focus on the here, the now.”I tried to keçiören escort follow the instructor’s lead, but how could I not look behind me? How could I not look where ‘torso’, as I had now baptised him, was? He caught my gaze, clearly not minding leaving the “here and now” either to check how flexible I was. I continued the class, being sexually charged and aware of the blood that was pumping through my hot body, and the sweat that was running off us.Most lights went out at the end of the class. The instructor advised us to stay in ‘savasana’ pose until our bodies were ready to face mundanity. I closed my eyes etimesgut escort and tried to get sex off my mind, getting ready to go back home. The space was quietly emptying, as people rolled their mats up and left one by one.I was enjoying the soft zen like music, and had my eyes closed when I felt a set of fingers slowly grab my head. A male voice told me to keep my eyes closed, as the fingers, spider-like, started to push and softly massage the pressure points on my scalp. It felt orgasmic. I kept my eyes closed as the voice continued to quietly tell me how he had been observing me during class. His voice was slightly hypnotising almost, in the way he calmly shared his observations. “I enjoyed watching you battle that stubborn lock of hair that kept falling back into your face, ” he said, his hands sliding down my neck and over my shoulders. “It also did not go unnoticed how aroused you became after that forward bend.”  His hands now followed my soaking wet singlet towards my stomach. I inhaled briskly.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The leather was soft as it scraped against Elle’s skin. Alex tightened the strap, fastening the buckle. He stood over her, his amber eyes alit with a translucent glow. A slight smile grazed his lips as she reached out her unbound hand towards him. He shook his head, encircling her slim wrist with his larger hand. Pinning her arm against the satin cloaked bed, he began to wrap the second leather strap around her wrist. Pale skin contrasting beşevler escort against the dark leather. Closing her eyes, she shuttered involuntarily as she heard the buckle being fastened. Alex ran a hand across her pretty face. He swept her dark hair aside, tucking it behind her ear. She loved the feel of his hands on her. Rough and calloused against her smooth skin. He kissed her cebeci escort mouth softly, pulling away slowly. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth, tugging. Her dark eyes shone with a delicious smile. He grabbed her tiny waist, kissing the side of her neck. She felt, rather than saw, his smile, as she moaned softly. Alex traced his lips over her collar bone, sweeping the palms of kolej escort his hands over her erect nipples. He gazed at her form, drinking in the arch of her back, as his mouth found her breaths. Licking. Nipping. Elle cried out as his hands ran along her body. Heat was radiating from his fingertips. Fire seemed to settle where he touched. He kissed her flat stomach, massaging her butt as he did so. She inhaled deeply, her breath catching as his hands gripped her thighs. Alex looked at her. She held his eyes. He smiled wickedly. Standing there. Doing nothing. She couldn’t move. She was breathing hard. He loved it. The wetness between her thighs confirmed she did as well. He bent down, kissing her left thigh. Then her right. His hands grazed her cunt. Elle’s hips bucked.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I was agitated, frustrated, angry, single, and missing my damn vibrator. I knew my uncouth roommate Bunny stole it, but she didn’t admit it. She would take other things from me and give me that dumbfounded look when I asked her about it.How do you take another person’s vibrator? I wondered about Bunny, my messy, underemployed, pink-haired, tattooed-up-the-wazoo roommate.This was a tiny, one-bedroom apartment in a pricey part of Chicago. Bunny and I had been friends for a long time, so I had no problem moving in with her and even sharing the big bed. Her borrowing my stuff sometimes got out of hand. My bigger problem, though, was when she was there with her brutish boyfriend, Hector.Hector couldn’t bring Bunny to his mother’s house today, but they just had to see each other.So, I sat on our flimsy secondhand futon in my pajamas glaring at the TV. She sat on a stool by the kitchen in her polka dot dress with her legs spread open, with Hector between her legs sticking his tongue into her mouth.“What about cucumbers, you got cucumbers?” Hector was asking after a kiss.“No,” she whined. “Pickles. Pickles are smaller.”“Fuck that. I want you to feel it.” He started kissing her slowly.I was eyeing them and making a gag reflex.“Suck my tongue, bitch,” he whispered to her, and, to my dismay, she complied quickly. He was reaching between her legs under her dress, and she started lifting her sandaled feet into the air while mewling.I was sighing angrily and loudly.He whispered something to her. She gasped.“What if it gets stuck?” she whined in a nasal, babyish voice. “I don’t want it stuck in my pussy,” she pooed at him.They otele gelen escort continued French kissing in slow motion while she tugged his pants downwards as if I wasn’t right there.He continued whispering in her ear, while she looked shocked.“No, Hector, they’ll get stuck.”His bare ass was all out there. I could see him strain the muscles of his ass cheeks as he ground his body onto hers.“They’ll have to call 9-1-1,” she was saying. “Cops, paramedics, firemen, all in here looking at my pussy, touching my pussy, trying to rescue my pussy, and ah!”I was turning off the TV and starting to get up when I heard the light slap.Slap him back, I’ve always told her.Instead, she kissed his fingers.“Ooh,” she said as he dipped his fingers inside her. “I only want you in my pussy,” she begged.Yeah, him and my vibrator, I wanted to say.They continued their rough play. He then grabbed a handful of her pink hair and made her get off the stool. He pulled her down to her knees, with her whimpering. He grabbed her head and aimed her mouth to his erect cock, which I could see now. He pushed it into her mouth. He was groaning and looking at the ceiling, while she was sucking and gargling, trying to keep pace with him.He looked at me and grinned.I made a loud disgusted grunt and jumped to my feet. He kept his eyes on me as I marched to the bedroom. He blew me a kiss when I looked back.An hour later, I couldn’t sleep. I had listened to them fucking on the futon, which I had forbad her from doing since they broke the last one. I had masturbated hopelessly to the balgat escort sounds of their wild, noisy sex, and I still couldn’t sleep.But I pretended to be asleep when I heard the door creak open.I was the side of our huge bed furthest from the door, facing the window. I heard someone walk in, and I tensed up.Then I heard Bunny stifling laughter. I heard Hector struggling. I figured he was carrying her since she loved to be carried like a little puppy. He laid her on the bed.“Shh,” she was saying.“Don’t fucking shush me,” he whispered.I felt the bed press harder, meaning he was getting on the bed with her. I wanted to whip around and curse them out but continued pretending to be asleep. They had fucked so much on the futon maybe they were just going to knock out. They had done that before.She mumbled something and trailed off. He moved. I could tell he was in between us. He got quiet. I breathed a sigh of relief…Until I woke up and gasped to someone on top of me.Fully naked, Hector was actually trying to get off the bed, but he was doing it by climbing over me instead of her. He was almost over when he caught my eyes. We stared at each other for a moment.“Excuse me,” he whispered.I held my breath.Then the son of a bitch kissed my cheek.I was frozen.He grinned at me, that same sleazy grin he did earlier, the one he always gives me when he sees me.I shook my head as he bent down to kiss me again, this time on the lips.Bunny was breathing steadily on her side of the bed.Hector was getting comfortable on top of me. My hands were on his shoulders. His eyes elvankent escort were closed as he dropped his face and snaked his tongue into my mouth. He ran his fingers through my hair very gently. He stared into my eyes. I could see them twinkling in the dark. And there came that grin again.He dismounted me and got on his feet quietly. He looked over at Bunny still sleeping. Then he gestured for me to follow him. I bit my lip and didn’t react. He gestured it again and tiptoed towards the door.He mouthed out that he needed to talk to me.I felt my legs move on their own. I swear some other woman took over me as I got up.He had this cartoonishly mischievous look on his face as he continued gesturing.As if hypnotized, I followed him out of the room to the washroom. He went in, but I hesitated by the door. He grabbed my wrist and I yelped as he yanked me inside. He closed the door behind us. He pulled me into his arms and buried his face in my neck.“I always wanted you,” he said into my ear before licking it.“Oh, God,” was all I could say.“Damn you, always on my mind when I’m fucking her,” he added, nibbling my neck.He pulled me into a kiss that seemed to last forever. And his hands crawled under my pajama top and fondled every part of me they could reach in a frenzy of heat and lust. Then I jumped and gasped as his hands shot down into my pajama bottoms and just grabbed and groped and grappled with me. Then he took my hands and brought them to his cock.Again, “Oh, God,” was all that came out of me.He just stared at me until I started stroking it. I held it in my hand as it grew longer and harder and plump. Then he grinned like he had me.He whipped me around and yanked up my pajama top and tore down the bottom, exposing me. He bent me over the sink. I struggled to hold on, knocking a soap bottle to the floor.“Hector,” I managed to say while he ran his fingers up and down between my legs. He licked his fingers and jammed them in again while I squirmed.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

After getting discharged from the Army, I set out to begin my civilian life. I found a job and was staying with a college friend, splitting the rent until I got a place of my own.After a couple of months, I happily moved from my friend’s apartment for several reasons – one, he was a slob, and two, the privacy. I began my apartment move on Saturday morning. While I was unloading my stuff, one of my soon-to-be-new neighbors offered to help.His name was Gary. He was an accountant and worked for an oil company downtown. With his help, I was moved-in in no time probably because I didn’t have many possessions to deal with at that time in my life.I had purchased some beer to christen the place. Gary was more than happy to drink a couple of brews as we chatted about our jobs and living in the big city. After finishing his second beer, he left saying, “Welcome to the complex. Hope we can get together sometime.””Yeah, sure thing. Thanks again for the help,” I replied.As the weeks went by, I settled into my one-bedroom place with two sets of big windows – one looked onto the courtyard, the other viewed the pool. I would run into Gary around the complex at various places – the mailboxes, around the pool, or maybe even in the parking lot. We always exchanged a few pleasantries. As we parted, he would always say, “Come on over for a beer sometime.”Money was tight and to make some extra dollars, I joined the National Guard. I got to keep my old rank, E5, and this airborne battalion had a radar section, where I would be section chief. Unfortunately, they didn’t have a radar yet, so I became the Commanding Officer’s, CO’s, driver. There was another guy in my section, Chuck, so he was assigned as the Executive Officer’s, XO’s, driver. All we had to do was wait on these guys and drive the jeep up to their butts. It was a cush job for this otele gelen escort unit.I dated some of the girls in the complex or would pick up one at a local watering hole, but it wasn’t an every weekend thing. One Friday evening about five, Gary saw me arriving home from work. He must’ve decided to make good on his comment and asked if I wanted a beer. I didn’t have anything going on so I said, “Yes.”After a couple beers, he said, “I was planning to go see this new movie. Do you want to go?”We ended up seeing the movie “Deliverance”. Spoiler Alert: For those of you not familiar with the movie, it featured Burt Reynolds and several other male actors on a fishing trip down a Georgia river. The movie’s climax, besides the dueling banjos scene, was when several hillbillies force the men at gunpoint to have sex.After the movie, we went back to his place, which was just two doors down from my apartment, for a couple more drinks. Three stiff rum and cokes later, I told him I needed to go. He surprised me by saying, “I hoped you would stay and fuck me.”That totally took me by surprise and I stammered, “Ugh, no thanks, not this time. I better go.”I couldn’t believe that I answered that way. “Not this time” what was I thinking. I chalked it up to my upbringing and always being “polite.” I was still cordial with him and he asked me over several times for drinks. I went but nothing happened.He was fairly regular in asking me over for drinks usually once every couple of weeks. One Friday night, he asked again and being neighborly said, “OK.”We watched some TV, but he didn’t offer me a drink. I thought was unusual, but then he said, “I have some marijuana. Do you want to smoke a joint?”I hadn’t had any weed since the Army. It had been a bitch of a week at work, which balgat escort solicited this reply, “Fuck it. Why not?”We rolled a couple of joints and I began telling him about my crazy week. After finishing that joint, I wasn’t feeling anything, so we rolled another. Since I hadn’t smoked in a while, it took three joints before I was feeling it. We smoked another one for good measure. That’s when it really kicked in. I was totally fucked up.Gary tossed the newest edition of Playboy on my lap, saying, “Let’s check out this month’s girls.”The girls were hot, but there was this article that caught my attention, not that I read all of it, concerning orgies. I said, “I’d like to have the opportunity to be in an orgy. I could call Zoey and Susie. They live across from the pool.””It’s probably too late to call them, ” Gary replied. Glancing at the clock, it was nearing midnight.He blurted out, “We could have a two-man orgy.”Pretending I didn’t hear it, I continued torturing myself by looking at those lovely, glossy female images.He sat next to me and pointed out how great this girl’s tits were, saying, “Wouldn’t you like to suck those?”My mind immediately flashed back to the times I’d sucked Maria’s tits. I squirmed around a bit trying to give my cock more room in my jeans. Seeing this, once again he said, “I think a two-man orgy is just what we need.”He was right. My cock had taken total control. With images of Maria sucking my cock dancing through my warped consciousness, I was too wasted and horny to fight its desires.I blurted out, “I’m willing.”With a tone of disbelief, “What?” and I again said, “I’m willing.” He needed no more encouragement and began to feel my cock through my jeans. My head felt like it weighed a ton and plopped backward resting on the sofa’s elvankent escort padding. He rubbed my cloth-covered cock just like Maria had done. His fingers fumbled with my belt and then my zipper. His hand slipped into my underwear. He let out an auditable moan when he touched me. He knew instinctively that I was committed to whatever was going to happen.Gary then stood up and stripped all his clothes off, and being a good guest, so did I. He took my hand and placed it on his seven-inch, thick cock. It was so fat that I could barely get my hand around it. Volumetrically, his was bigger than my six-and-a-half-incher.I began to stroke and rub it as he had done with me. We were slowly stroking each other’s cocks with the same rhythm. After a couple of minutes, he suggested that we go to his bedroom. He led and I had to follow because he was holding my cock.I lay on the bed while he teasingly stroked my cock. His cock was at attention looking like a good soldier. He straddled my leg and began thrusting on my thigh, slowly at first, then his pace quickened and he was humping my leg like a dog in heat.He moaned loudly and shot several strands of cum up to my waist. It was warm and dribbled off the side of my leg as his hard cock smeared it over my quad. I looked down at it. It glistened, coated with cum.He had a towel at the ready. I guess he had done this before and wiped his cum off my leg then began jacking me off. I came like Krakatoa shooting an eruption of cum several feet into the air. He must’ve been impressed because I heard him utter, “Ooooo, very nice.”Apparently, after I came, I also came to my senses. I jump off the bed and hurriedly got dressed saying, “I have to go.”When I got to the door, he pushed his hand into my pants and began playing with my cock. I insisted that I had to go, but he persisted. “Please stay and let me suck you.” Again I said, “I really need to go.” Although, my mind flashed back to Maria and the wonders of her tongue. “Stay and let me suck you. You can leave after you cum in my mouth.” Being very adamant, I said, “I really need to go!” He continued playing with my cock, which like most cocks had its own idea, and was hard again. 

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I knew there was going to be a lot of traffic that afternoon, so I ate my lunch in my office instead of going out. I also brought the story I was working on. In fact, I had done everything but the spell-check. At lunch time, I did that and then went online to post it. While I was at it, I decided to peruse the latest man-to-man stories. I read one in which the narrator and his friend were stranded in a cabin and ended up sucking and fucking and showering together. I liked the story so much that I was inspired to look at “MoHo”‘s other stories. The one that I selected was his variation on the old story where a woman doing two guys asks one of them to suck the other. In this case, the woman’s name was Natalie, and she wanted the friend to go down on the narrator. Not exactly original, but his description of the sex was so vivid that I still got a hard-on reading it. I meant to go back to the list of his stories, but I spotted the link to his profile and clicked on that. I realized my mistake, but I figured it would give me the same info and then some.

Did it ever! He had a picture of his cock, viewed from above. He was lathered up as if he’d taken the picture while the shower scene was taking place. (Otherwise, I wouldn’t have remembered the shower scene in his story.) It didn’t look like a big cock, but it was absolutely gorgeous. I mean, it was flawless! It pointed straight out as if he were offering it to me, and it had the most glorious purple head. I could see every vein because the shaft had been rinsed. I admired it for a couple seconds before I remembered I was at work. I heard someone coming toward my office. It didn’t occur to me to minimize the screen, so I just scrolled down. As I did, I noticed he was in Detroit like me. I went back to the MMF story and started writing to him. “I would have given this story a 10 on merit alone, but your cock—damn! If Natalie had asked ME to blow you, I don’t think I would’ve shared you with her afterward! I’d love to take the removable shower head from the cabin story, rinse you off and then suck you down to your balls! … Gary”

I had crossed a line, of sorts. I was no stranger to same-sex encounters, but they had all been of the “Hey, I like doing that too!” variety. This was the first time I’d actually found a guy attractive. I gave him a 10 on the drag-down menu. I paused nervously for a moment and hit “Send.”

Whomever I heard had walked past my door without noticing me. I read another of MoHo’s stories, and it dawned on me that his name was a play on “homo” and “Motown.” When I finished it, I closed my office door and jacked off. I came just as it was time to get back to work.

It was a couple days before I returned to the site. When I logged on, I had mail from MoHo. He linked to the story I’d just posted and one from a few months back. “Thank you for the kind words,” he wrote. “If you’re the same Gary who wrote these stories, then it means a lot coming from you! Oh, and I’m glad you liked my picture too. Frankly, it’s not even my best one, but I took it when I joined and didn’t think about it again till you wrote me. … Derek”

I felt emboldened. “Yes, I’m the author. I’d love to see your other pics 🙂 ,” I wrote.

A couple days later, I got a message from at my regular e-mail address from an address that started “derek60009.” It began, “Here ya go!” and two pictures followed. One was an upper view of his cock while he masturbated. The other was a front view with his cum splattered above. “I’ve got better ones than that, but you’ll have to show me yours first.”

I added his address to my contact list and wrote back, “How about I show you in person?”

I let him name the place, since I didn’t know any gay clubs. He suggested a place called the Pride Club and sent me another picture so I’d recognize him. He was good-looking, but not in a “pretty boy” way, more the Sean Connery type than the Roger Moore. I wasn’t surprised later when he told me he was 33. We agreed that Friday at seven worked for us.

I was more than a little nervous about being seen in public. I parked at the garage across the street so that if there was an accident, the report wouldn’t give away why I was in the neighborhood. I was at the lobby at ten till, and continued to worry. What if I witnessed a crime? Or a celebrity showed up and I was in the picture in the newspaper?

Derek showed up before I could worry for too long. He was about 5’9″, a couple inches shorter than me. He knew the manager, so we got right in, but we sat at the bar. “I’m surprised there are so many women here,” I told him. “I mean, I’d heard that women sometimes like to come to these—”

Derek stopped me. “What? Oh, no, you thought—? Dude, look at the walls.”

I saw a large poster for Coors Lite and a college basketball schedule. Then I noticed the football jerseys in display cases. “Oh, this is a sports bar! I just assumed that Pride Club was a reference to parades.”

“It’s called the Pride Demetevler Escort Club because of all the Lions memorabilia.” We had a good laugh at my misunderstanding.

Derek ordered the Hank Greenberg special. I was about to order a plate of Red Wings, but it occurred to me that it would make the evening much less enjoyable later on, so I had the Tiger Burger instead. We talked about the local teams, our favorite erotic stories, and the various proposals people had made for revitalizing the downtown area. When I was nearly finished with my fries, I reached under the table to try to find his cock. He told me under his breath, “I told you, not till I see yours.”

We finished, and I picked up the tab while Derek went to the bathroom to wash his hands. After he came back, I went to wash mine. (No bathroom sex. That thought didn’t even occur to me until I started recounting this story for you.) Derek told me, “My apartment’s only a couple blocks away. We can walk from here.”

I pointed across the street. “See that blue car over the entrance? That’s mine. I may as well move it now.” I knew these meetings could be dangerous, but I figured if he trusted me to come to his place, I could trust him to get in my car. Derek followed me to my car. I drove to his place and parked on the street.

Since it was summer, we weren’t wearing jackets. That meant once we were in his apartment, all I had to do was close and lock the door, and Derek put his hand on my crotch. “Show and tell time,” he said with mock gruffness. I undid my belt, and he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. He pulled them down just below the hem of my boxers and started rubbing my cock through the fabric. My mouth fell open involuntarily while I enjoyed the attention. He looked up at me and met my open mouth with his. I put my tongue forward just a little. He did the same and ran his fingers along my cock a few more times. I wanted to put my arm around him and kiss him even harder, but instead I pushed my jeans to the ground and my shorts down to the point where the waistband was just above my dick. Derek pulled the front down and my cock sprang out. “Nice!” he said, and he put his hand around it. He looked back up at me, and we resumed our kiss while he stroked the skin forward and back.

When I could feel my glans exposed, I said, “You want it, don’t you?”

“Mm-hmm,” he said. Derek knelt in front of me while I took my shoes and socks off. He pulled my pants and underwear off for me. Then he held my dick up in the air, although I didn’t really need much help in that department, and sucked my right ball into his mouth. He held the skin of the sac in while he let the right ball out and sucked the left one in. He let it go and licked an imaginary line from the base of my shaft down the middle of the sac. He licked each ball and then ran his tongue up the underside of the shaft. I wouldn’t have noticed my pre-cum if I hadn’t looked down when he kissed the bottom of the head. He pulled the foreskin back and licked the pre-cum off me. He let the foreskin return and took the head inside his mouth. He put his right arm around my waist to hold us both steady. He moved up my shaft a little at a time, letting his front teeth just barely make contact with me each time he advanced. When his warm mouth surrounded me, I thought I was in heaven.

“Your mouth feels great on me,” I told him. Derek’s left hand joined his right on my lower back. He started retreating the same way he had moved up. When he had nothing in his mouth except my cockhead, he started bobbing back and forth on me, letting his tongue sweep around on either side as he went. After the third or fourth time, his right hand came down and grazed my asshole. That got my attention but good, and I warned him I was about to come. He came down on me firmly, holding me tightly at the waist with both hands. “Oh, yeah! I’m coming! Swallow it, man!” When I finished coming, Derek let me out of his mouth and stood up. This time I was the one wrapping my arms. I could taste my cum on his tongue, and I could feel his cock getting hard. “Now, how ’bouts that view you promised me?” I asked.

“Give me a few minutes,” he said. “I promise it’ll be worthwhile.”

I wondered what he had in mind, so I said, “Sure. No rush.”

Derek went into his bathroom. I started to follow him, but he said, “Wait outside,” and closed the door.

I could hear him unzip his pants, and I heard various articles of clothing fall to the floor. “Toilet-seat sex?” I wondered. Then I heard something slide, followed by running water. He had started a shower. I heard a couple footsteps, and I asked, “Can I come in now?”

“Not yet,” he said, “but you can take the rest of your clothes off while I get ready.” While I did that, I could hear him humming. The normal sound of splashing stopped, and he said, “Come on in, Gare.” I opened the bathroom door and saw his silhouette in the glass Otele gelen escort shower door. I slid it open, and he was standing right there, his cock pointing at me and covered in soap suds. It looked bigger than in his pictures, but not quite as big as mine. When I stepped in, he asked, “Remember what you said you’d like to do?” and pointed to the shower head.

Derek stepped back into the corner to give me room. While I was removing the hose from the cradle, he closed the door and leaned against the wall. I pointed the hose so it was hitting the floor next to his right leg, the one on the opposite side from the door. I moved it over so it hit his foot. I moved it up his right leg slowly, intentionally passing his dick. “Oh, Gary,” he moaned as I hit the spot just to the side of it. Then I did his other leg. When I hit the spot to the other side of his cock, he looked like he was already coming.

Derek was no bear, but he had enough hair on his chest to hold the soap suds. I sprayed his neck first and worked my way down. Most of the suds ran down his sides and legs, but some fell to his crotch and his cock. When his chest was clear, I told him to turn to the side, which he did. I ran the stream along the top of his cock, forcing most of the suds to the floor and some into his pubic hair. I told him to turn back. When he did, he stooped down a little, creating a little more space on each side of his cock. I rinsed his mound, the inside of his right leg–he moaned a little when I did that–and the inside of his left leg. I put the shower head back and ran my hand along the top of his cock to make sure it wasn’t soapy any more. It wasn’t, and my touch made him even harder than he’d been in the picture that had led to all this. I put my hands behind him, one on each buttock. He was so hard that I was able to leave them there while I guided his cock into my mouth. “Natalie wants some, too,” he joked.

Pretending that there was a woman to my left, I let Derek out of my mouth and shoved her aside, saying, “He’s mine, bitch.” As soon I had the head back in, I bobbed all the way down. I felt the head go past my tongue at the same time I felt the water trickling down my ass. I adjusted my position so I could feel the water more, while I continued to go up and down.

Derek told me, “Back up a little, Gary.” When I had my nose in his crotch, I started moving backward. Derek must have read my mind, because as I continued to suck him, he reached up for the shower head. He grabbed it and aimed the stream between my ass cheeks. I was going fast and furious on his dick now, never quite letting it out of my mouth. Suddenly I noticed that the water wasn’t hitting my butt any more. I realized what this meant. I let Derek out and moved my right hand around to hold his cock steady. “Oh, shit, I’m coming, Gary! Here it comes!”

I got most of his cum in my mouth, but I felt a little bit land on my chin. I also got my finger between his butt cheeks and discovered that I had only rinsed off the front. As the spurts subsided, I moved my hands to Derek’s calves. When he finished, I stood up slowly, caressing his calves, thighs, buttocks and back, until we were face to face. Derek already had his mouth open, and I met his with mine. (I made a mental note that I was right not to get the barbecued wings.) He cradled my neck in his hands while I held him close to me by his shoulders, our cocks rubbing against each other all the while. I broke the kiss and told him, “You’ve still got soap in your ass. No sense letting it go to waste!” Derek nodded in agreement and turned around, putting his hands against the wall. I put my index finger in his anus, getting it halfway between the first two knuckles. “Now cough,” I told him.

Derek turned his head and faked a cough. “Ooh, that felt good,” he said. I put my finger in the rest of the way and wiggled it. “Oh, fuck!” he exclaimed.

“Whatever you say,” I answered. I took my finger out and lined my cock up. As soon as the head hit the opening, he moved his hips down and back, forcing my cock head inside him. I put my hands above his on the wall and slid my cock up and into his ass.

“Damn!” he shouted. “That thing’s thick!”

I was steady enough now that I could pound his ass instead of sliding. “You didn’t notice it before?” I asked.

“I didn’t think about it. I just enjoyed it”—he grunted again as I bottomed out—”like I am now.” I hoped Derek had a strong enough back to support me if I needed it. I kept my left hand on the wall, but I reached down with the right and started stroking his dick. “Oh, God!” he cried.

“You like it?” I asked.

He couldn’t answer. He just kept saying, “Oh, God! Oh, God!”

I was pulling back when I told him, “Oh, man, I’m gonna come!”

He must have thought I was planning to come on his back as some of his narrators had done, because he insisted, “Don’t pull out. Come in my ass!”

I Balgat Escort didn’t correct him; I just plowed back in as I was already doing. At that point, I couldn’t have pulled out if I’d wanted to. I told him, “Here it comes!” although it was too late to do him any good. We both made various cries of ecstasy as I came in his ass and he seemed ready to come in my hand.

He wasn’t ready, not quite. When I got my breath back, I pulled out, turned around and shut the water off. Derek was sitting on the floor, still regaining his breath. I extended my hand and helped him stand up. He fell toward me and kissed my neck. His hands fell to my butt, and he started caressing my cheeks. We started another long, passionate kiss while our cocks and crotches rubbed against each other. I pulled him close by his head to see how far I could get my tongue in. When I did, his cock went between my legs. I could feel the head as it went just over the cleavage between my buttocks. “That feels good,” I told him. “How ’bout a little closer?”

“Not here,” Derek answered. “I’m not that strong and I’ll guess you’re not that agile. Let’s head to my bedroom.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said.

Derek turned around, opened a door and pulled out a pair of bath towels. He handed one to me and headed out the bathroom door. I followed him into his bedroom. “Put the towel on the bed,” he said. I did. “Stay where you are,” he said, and I did. He unfolded the one he was carrying, walked behind me and began patting my back and chest with it. I had lost just a little hardness during the walk, but when he started working my butt, I got hard again. I was too busy enjoying it to notice when he knelt behind me. He dried the back of my thighs and then the front. He didn’t seem to make any special effort to play with my cock, but he jiggled it a couple times in the course of drying my legs. That kept me hard while he knelt down and did my shins and calves. When those were dry, he told me to lift my leg. He didn’t say which, so I lifted the right, and he dried my right foot. “Now the left,” he said, and when I did, he dried that one. “Now set your foot on the bed,” he instructed me. As soon as I did, I felt his tongue on my asshole.

“No fair,” I said. “You’re getting me excited and I still have to dry you off!”

He took his tongue out long enough to say, “Yeah, but just think how much better it’ll feel when we get to it.”

“Good point,” I said. I moaned as he continued tonguing me.

Just when I didn’t think I could get any more erect, he stopped and said, “Okay, my turn.” He stood next to me on the bed, and I picked up the towel I had carried in.

I stepped behind him and gently dried his neck. My own arms were still a little wet, and I figured they’d dry off on their own before we were done, but I went the second mile and did his anyway. I returned to his back and patted him down just as he had done to me. When I got to his waist, I reached around and stroked his cock a couple times. I placed my cock over the cleavage in his buttocks and moved down to do his thighs. “There. Now we can both enjoy some delayed gratification,” I told Derek. He mumbled something in a submissive tone. I finished his legs and feet and told him, “Done.”

Derek was already facing the bed, so he crawled up on it. He lay on his side and patted the spot next to him. I joined him and lay face to face with him. He reached over and ran his hand from my side down to my knee. “Tell me what you want,” he said softly.

I rolled onto my back and separated my legs. “I want you to make love to me with that gorgeous cock,” I told him. Derek got between my legs and put them over my shoulders. He lined himself up with my recently-lubed ass and slid in easily. “Ooh, yeah,” I shouted. “Fuck me!”

Derek pulled back and went in again. “You like that, Gary?” he said.

“Fuck, yeah. Give it to me!” I cried.

He picked up speed. “Yeah, Gary, you love my cock, don’t you?”

My voice went up half an octave. “I do! I do!” I looked toward us and noticed my cock bouncing freely. It was as hard as I’d ever seen it when it wasn’t inside someone. “Fuck me harder!”

I could feel Derek’s cock getting harder as he thrust it in and out of me. “Oh, shit!” he cried. “Oh, God!” He leaned over me so we were face to face again. I put my arms around him and held him close. “I’m gonna come, Gary!”

I kissed his Adam’s apple and told him, “Do it! Come in my ass, Derek! I want it all!”

“Oh, God!” he shouted. “I’m coming!”

“Me too,” I told him. You probably could have seen his semen running down my crack. I rolled him off to my side and told him, “Wow. Every spurt of my dick felt like it coincided with a burst of your cum entering me. I’ve never been so in tune with another human being.”

“I noticed that too,” he answered. After a long silence, he told me, “I’ve got an extra ticket for the Tigers game on Wednesday. You wanna come with me?”

“Try and keep me away,” I answered.

We got together many times over the next few months, and then Derek told me he’d met someone and fallen in love. I wasn’t the least bit jealous; I was happy for him. We’ve gotten together a few times since then when we were both between relationships, but now we know we’re just best friends who are also fellow hedonists.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Alright, so more of a filler, folks, I had fun writing this. So for those who are sick of looking at this story: If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all! Don’t ask me to end this series!! That is very hurtful when you guys ask me to stop Aquata Cove.

Also, as for my grammar flaws, namely my problem mixing up my past/present tenses, I’m sorry, I do have a hard time discerning them in my writing. I try my best, and I am starting to notice the problem.

Bear with me, thank you so very much for reading, and please leave a comment.

*****

Chapter 72: Speaking Of Dreams

Adam sighs as he looks over the heavens from the ledge bright chamber. His eyes explore the endless land, the vast seas, the many villages of boys becoming men, and lads becoming giants, and rocks becoming mountains, and so on.

“Tell me,” He said idly, “Do you ever wonder what it must be like to be mortal?”

“ENnhh! HoohHH!” Comes a strained voice from behind him.

“I’m sorry, what?” Adam asked as he looked over his shoulder.

“I… NHH!” The man of shining swirling tattoos around his body with hair of blinding light can barely talk, “Cannot… AHHH! … Say! Awww~!” Said Sol, the God of the Sun, as he mounts Adam’s manly scape.

Adam’s ass jiggles slightly with each thrust from the sun god, his body being shoved back and forth, while still keeping calm as he gazes over the land of mortals, resting his chin on his arms while the fellow God bangs him.

Sol huffs as his hands squeeze’s Adam’s hips while his shoves his divine cock into Adam’s righteous buttocks.

“As many men as I collect for my harem, sometimes I feel unfilled, no matter how many times I breed them over and again.”

“By the name of Xerxes… Ohhh~!” Sol grabs onto one of Adam’s shoulder as he hilts him over and over again, making Adam’s long, fat cock slap his underbelly constantly.

“By the way, how IS your mistress, Sol?” Adam asked casually.

“Thi… This is not… Ghh~!” Sol moans as he is unable to stop grinding every inch of the inside of Adam’s asshole, desperately pounding into that glorious hole as if Sol is breaking his viginity, “This is not what I meant when I said I desired a change of pace~!”

“Well, I would have sent you one of my boys, but all of them were busy, and I was not. A Don’t act like this isn’t the better option~” Adam said as he pushes his rear back, giving the sun a huge burst of enticement.

~~~

“Hoist the sails! Put more power, men!” The muscular captain called out as he turns the wheel of the ship as the sea bobs the ship up and about on this clear, sunny day.

“Captain! The sun is blazing like a thousand torches!” The first mate said, “The men are sweltering!”

“Then strip down and bath in buckets of sea water then!” Captain Kai roared as his own bronze body glistens with sweat, buff and scarred from his many exploits of his own life, “We are a day behind, and I will not let our cargo be late!”

“As you say,” First mate said, “Double time, men! All together, and two-fold!”

“Damn…” Merrick blushed as he sees a couple of the crew actually remove their own shirts, and tie them onto the ropes of the ship. He whines as he keeps his eyes focused onto scrubbing the deck, pushing harder than necessary, trying to keep his eyes away from the many handsome shipmates running about.

“To the Crow’s Nest, Merrick!” The masculine captain called, “Look to the skies and sea, we need to make port 3 hours ago!”

“Yes, Father!” Merrick said as he gets up from his cleaning, and runs to the mast of the ship, already wearing nothing else but his tightly tied loincloth and a pair of sandals tied to his feet. Merrick climbs as fast as he can to the top of the Crow’s Nest, and picks up the gleaming spyglass in the small cubby.

Clicking it open, he looks into the opening, and turns about, looking vigilantly for as much as he can.

They’ve been at sea for the past 3 days now, and all of them have been working tirelessly. A very violent storm delayed their delivery, and ignited the captain’s fury from the sabotaged schedule. So after cursing the storm gods and paying to the sea god for things to go smoothly, the ship has been rushed to an almost merciless pace.

Captain Kai looks into his compass – partially to look to see if they are still going West, but also to look upon the small picture within the cap of the compass of his beloved wife – a fair lady with silver eyes and long, slowing blonde hair. He longs to cradle her in her white satin dress, had the sky gods not decide to delay his delivery.

He snaps the compass closed, and looks up to his nearly nude son upon the top of the vessel. “Where do we fair, my boy?!” Kai yelled up.

“Sea to the North!” Merrick called back, following his own compass, and looking to another direction, “Fairy Circle Island to the East, Father!”

“Aha!” Captain puffs his sweaty, tan chest with a triumphant smirk, “We are making excellent progress! FULL SPEED Eryaman Escort AHEAD!!” Kai swings the wheel to a fast turn.

Merrick slides down, and lands perfectly on his feet, and runs down. He whines as he whipes the copious sweat off of his brow. It’s getting VERY hot today. The sun god must be very aggravated on this day.

~~~

“By the skies!” Sol buries his beaming rod into Adam’s ass and stirs his insides.

“Oh yes, ohh, right there~!” Adam bites his lip as he raises his ass to push firmly into Sol’s patch of light, “Ohhh, that’s so very good~” Adam’s very stomach begins to glow as Sol moaned louder and louder.

“Oh mighty Sirius~!” Sol clung onto Adam as his hips pistoned into Adam’s mount.

“Besides, I needed this.” Adam groans in delight as he holds himself on all fours, “None of my boys can ever satisfy my mount. I can only harvest them.” None of Adam’s men are worthy of penetrating his ass, and as the God of Male Fertility, Adam has needs for both toping and bottoming, so half the time, he finds himself one of the other Gods to seduce, always with success. The holy lust that Adam gives off is irresistible, even to the King of the Gods, Xerxes.

“You feel so much~” Sol whines as he fucks Adam’s beautiful ass over and over, his tattoos of gold gleaming more brightly.

“Nnnhh~” Adam smiles as he rides himself on the already ravenous humping, before looking back down from Heaven, onto the land. “I feel that I need more than turning boys into men – or men into boys~” Adam giggles.

“You have… Mated men… Before…” Sol said in between strainful thrusts, his cock feeling a world of extreme pleasure.

“Oh, many times.” Adam nodded, “But… I do not know… It’s like I’m looking for something more than just leaving a random warrior or farmer dazed with his legs in the air.”

Then, a flicker catches Adam’s eyes.

“What?” He rose himself up a little to look over the mass of blue of the sea, “Hey, hold on…”

“I-I cannot hold much longer~!” Sol whines as he fucks Adam more.

“Wow…” His eyes follow the shimmer of a soul gliding along the wavering blue scape. The clouds clear around his vision as he blinks, and his gaze zooms upon a ship of busy mortals, scurrying about a large cargo ship, and then onto a young male, just on the brink of manhood himself. Hair of sunshine, skin of soothing silk, and when the boy gasps and turns to the sky with eyes of glittering sapphires.

~~~

Merrick looks up to the sky, and immediately regrets his action from the sudden bright blindness as he covers his eyes. “By the Gods, agghh,” He rubs his eyes as they clench tight. He could’ve sworn he was being watched just now, like someone was about to jump him from behind.

“Hold steady, Merrick!” Said a fellow crewmember, “We’re almost there.”

“Agghh,” He blinks his eyes as his vision is still blaring. His friend looks at him, and chuckles as he puts his hands on his hips.

“What ails you, Merrick?” Brien asked, his emerald green eyes looking about the son of the ship.

“I just had a very short staring game at the sun.” Merrick rushes along with his best buddy as the crew quickly went about their duties. Brishen has also abandoned his pants, and now is working in his undergarment, prompting Merrick to try and avoid sight contact.

“Hah! You would gaze at the sun? Only a blindman’s game, Merrick.” Brien slapped his bare back.

“Off the starboard bow!” Said another one of the mates, “Mermaids!”

“You’re kidding!” Another man said.

“By the Gods!” Brien and Merrick run over to the side of the ship along with the rest of the crew to look. They all look with awe and amazement as they do indeed see a school of brightly colored half-women/half-fish, swimming swiftly by, jumping playfully in and out of the sea, as free as they possibly can be.

Captain Kai looks, and rolls his eyes, seeing his crew – all of them almost completely in the buff because of the intense heat today, and now all of them are ogling a bunch of sea-maidens. That’s all he needs, a group of aroused men on a rushed schedule; they’ll be lost to the pubs and whores before they finish the shipment when they make port.

“OVER HERE~!” Said a buff man as a silver mermaid hops onto a rock. He flexes his muscles, gaining a sweet giggle from her before she slips into the surface. “OOHHHHH! Come back!!”

“I’m right here!!” Says another man, “Meet me at the port!” A couple of mermaids laugh at the men’s desperate attempts of flirtation, before swimming off.

“They are so amazing!” Brien said as he looks down into the water, seeing their ship surrounded by a flurry of colorful tails and fins.

“Bring forth the nets!” Said another man, “We shall be fishing for love!”

“Nnnhh…” Merrick blushes as his heart pounds in his chest. He keeps trying to focus his attention at the mermaids below – seeing actual living mermaids in such a large number is such a rare moment, Sincan Escort but his mind keeps circling away from the ocean nymphs.

Instead, he keeps glancing and looking at all the men around him. All of them are only wearing their tightly wrapped loincloths… All of them are gleaming with sweat, the clothes are even outlining their… Penises and balls in almost clear detail.

Merrick feels a tinge of horror as he feels his own member harden and push against his pouch. “Mnnnhhh…” Merrick whines as he cannot control himself, unable to keep the arousal from growing inside his underpants. He lets out a soft squeal as a couple of the larger men push up against him – their hot, musky, squishy bodies pressing in on his backside as they endeavor to convince at least one mermaid to lay with him when they make port.

Merrick gasps as he feels one of the men’s package squish onto his butt. He moans as sweltering desires boil inside of him, begging him to just grind his mount upon the man behind him, to just give in to what feels a lifetime of-

-DING DING DING DING DING DING DING-

The crew all turn to see Captain Kai ringing the bell furiously, being the only one still wearing pants, “ALRIGHT, THAT IS ENOUGH!!” He roared, “Back to your stations! ALL of you!! NOW!”

The crew protest in weary groans as they reluctantly leave the rail of the ship. Even some of the mermaids, who have perched themselves onto a few rocks to flirt back to the men, pout as they are forced to leave them.

“That includes you too, angelfishes!” Kai called out to the mermaids, “Don’t you have singing to do?! Lure my men on their OWN time!!” The mermaids dismiss his comment, and slip back into the ocean.

“By the Gods, a whole school of mermaids.” Brien said as he strides with Merrick, “It’s like seeing three rainbows in a single day!”

“Yes… Amazing…” Merrick absentmindedly said, trying to keep distacted. Frankly, he’s acting rather distant.

“Merrick? What’s wrong?” Brien asked as he looked at Merrick, who seems to be determined to show him his back.

“N-Nothing.”

“Are you…” Brien started to grin, “Are you haaard?”

“B-Back to work, B-Brien!” Merrick persisted.

“It’s fine, my friend!” Brien gave his own bulge a few squeezes, “I’m still half-baked too. Half the crew is hot and bothered. It’s nothing to be-“

“Pleeaaasseee Brien!” Merrick pleaded as he held his bucket in front of his lap. Brien merely chuckled as he took up the scrub-broom.

“Hang in there, Merrick.” Brien said, “If I know mermaids, some of them are going to meet us at the docks~”

“Mh…” Merrick said, as he glances at Brien, seeing a glimpse of his best friend’s wet, muscular buttocks. Merrick’s erection throbs in his pouch, ‘To be honest… I’d rather you take me, my friend… Or else…’ He glances around with crew, all of them still sporting suspicious bulges in their loincloths, ‘Any man here… Nnnhhhh…’ He moans quietly.

~~~

“AHHHHHHH~!” Sol suddenly screams in sheer pleasure as Adam was snapped out of his focus, as the sun god unleashed a flood of divine seed into Adam’s insides.

“Ohhhhh~!” Adam moans out like a cow receive sweet relief, as he too climaxes, and glitters the marble floor beneath them with his godly essence, along with Sol’s own sparkling milk dribbling down Adam’s manly ballsac.

Soft, poofy nimbuses form and mist around the two gods, before Sol pulls out, his many tattoos dimming to a dull sheen as he slumps down, panting and spent as he lays his naked body onto the convenient clouds. Adam smiles as he turns around and puts his head on his hand, feeling along Sol’s magnificent physique as they cuddled there.

“And yet… Hah… Hah…” Sol pants, “You will not share your blessing with the goddesses… I still wonder how a threesome with I and my mistress would fair.”

“Heh…” Adam twirls a finger around Sol’s left nipple, “You know what I think?”

“Pray tell.” Sol answered.

“I think I will have a mortal here with me.” Adam said.

“What, as in,” Sol adjusted to the ethereal bed, “Me and my lover?” Sol smirked, “You realize you will have to have a Key for that. And I cannot imagine Lord Xerxes giving one to you.”

Adam chuckles as he slides his nude self to cutely sit on Sol’s lap, “And why not~?”

“Because you already have a dozen erotic men worshiping you every night in your own chambers.” Sol chuckled, “What reason could Lord Xerxes possibly have to give you a Key?”

“You know me, Sol~” Adam said as he presses his naked butt against Sol’s godhood. Sol inhaled sharply as his penis already feels a keen stirring as Adam rubs his ass on the sun’s golden member, “I can be very…” Adam grins as he feels Sol’s dick start to inflate, “Very…” Sol whimpers as Adam’s thumbs press and massaged on Sol’s shimmering, metallic nipples, “Persuasive~” Adam giggles as he feels a full erection standing and arching between his buttcheeks.

“Yes.” Etlik Escort Sol’s hands hold firmly onto Adam’s hips, “But he’s HAD you.” His cock curls slightly as it grows sore of intense stimulation.

“As I said,” Adam then moved down, and gives an extremely tantalizing love bite onto Sol’s neck.

“Ahhhlll~!” Sol moans passionately as the man whore of the gods tempts him successfully with little more than an intimate grind and a combination of his tongue and teeth. The two gods suddenly find themselves on Sol’s bed of pure gold and yellow velvet and silk. Sol’s hands seize and forcefully squeeze both of Adam’s mounds as their mouths glue together like a pair of ravenous wrestlers. Adam’s ass drives back and against the other’s grip as he holds onto Sol’s shoulders with both hands.

~~~

The captain is at least not without mercy. It’s well past dusk, and the SS. Navyn has finally docked onto the Atlanton Port. Everyone has been given the rest of the night off, to rest, sleep, eat, indulge in some minor Tomfoolery at the pubs, or even a brothel, but all are required to report for duty at the break of dawn.

Merrick, on the other hand, find that he needs to be in his small cabin on the ship. He peels off his wet loincloth and hung it out to dry, and rolled nude onto his bed. He spots Brien out of his window. His best friend is sitting on the dock, his arms around a wet, dripping maiden with a gleaming, scaled tail, with the water running along her long limb as it begins to appear to divide as it shrinks, her fins also starting to look like feet.

He pulls the curtain past the round window to block the view, and lies down as he rubs his dick. His cock gets hard so easily as he touches and fondles it idly as he feels the cool breeze roll in from the window. Merrick sighs and moans as he also feels his balls in his hand as he strokes his shaft gently, thinking about all of the men pressing against him… All those crew members… their manhoods defined in their pouches… All he wants to do is grab onto some of those bulges and feel the soft organs perk to his hand.

Merrick whines as he masturbates to the thought of maybe actually putting his mouth onto one of the men’s rods. He wants that. He wants it so bad…

He reached down, and pulled up a lid of a secret compartment in the floor, and then took out a long, smooth quartz pole, along with a small, light, round urn of olive oil. Merrick’s heart races as he puts the smooth pole to his lips, and gave it a few thick laps and even kissed the summit. Merrick puts the tasteless crystal to his mouth and lets it side in. Merrick moans quickly as he lets the pole go glide into his mouth, and then back out, licking his tongue alone the bottom of it and while slurping his lips on it.

His cock throbs and twitches as he imagines he’s sucking off Brien. He moans lowly as he bobs his head on his toy as he thinks of him standing there, huffing as Merrick sucked off his best friend. Of course, Merrick doesn’t have any particular romantic feelings for Brien, no. But he would be the less likely to be estranged by the fact that Merrick desires men in his bed. And like any other young man, Brien is so alluring…

He holds the pole to pour the remaining oil onto the rod, before discarding the empty bottle. Merrick pushes his legs down and hovers his rear up, and push gently on his anus, holding one leg up onto the wall for a better angle, and started to push.

“A-Ahhohh!” Merrick moans as the pole slides into his pucker, “Ahhh…” He tries to hush himself as his ass swallows the crystal rod inch by inch, stroking his dick as he pushes it in, “By the Gods…” He mumbled as he pulls it back and forth, making his cock rigid from the stimulation. “Oh sweet Adam, this feels so good.” He said in a small praise to the lust god above.

“Hnnn…” Merrick pushes it down further, arching his back as he filled himself with the hard pole again and again, his hand jacking himself faster and faster, praying to the gods of love and passion for this one day to come to pass with another man.

It doesn’t take long for Merrick’s balls to tingle and tense as he arches his back. “Oh! Ohh, ooh, ooh~!” He whines and moans as he works his cock over, and feels his whole penis intensify with overwhelming heat and feeling. The next thing he feels is a few light, wet taps upon his chest, and then onto his chin, and then feeling a few warm sprays on his belly.

“AHhhhh… Ahhhh… By the gods… Ohhhhh…” His body settles back down as he moans with each exhale, letting his quartz rod slide out of his asshole, and setting it aside. He moans and purrs as he pants, having this wavering feeling drift in and out of everywhere in his body, his sore penis drooping down as he groans more.

Merrick wipes off the pole with a water-soaked cloth, and puts it away in his secret compartment, along with the small empty oil bottle, and then cleaned up his cum with the same rag.

Spent and exhausted, Merrick lies in bed, with one arm over his forehead, and the other on his slim tummy. Climaxing always brings him down, despite how good it felt. Every session like this reminds him that he will never find a man to love him, to hold him, to bed with him all night…

Not when his parents have arranged for his marriage to the Arl of Atlanton’s daughter since he was a boy…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32