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I was at my Figure Drawing club, which consists of about 8-12 people. We draw various nude (non sensual) poses, of mostly women, when we meet once a week. It is a fun class. Most of the time it is the same group of artists that come, but we occasionally get a new guy or gal artist that joins up with us.

On this particular night a new guy came to the class. He just happened to set up his easel next to me. I found him very easy to talk to. I told him my name was Mike, and he said his was Joel.

On breaks we ended up talking quite a bit. He looked to be in his 30’s in age. He was in shape, and was a clean cut, good looking guy. I could tell we could be good friends very easily.

One of the things we talked about was how we both enjoyed drawing nudes, mainly because it was nice seeing a naked body. On that particular day, the woman model had a very hot body, with nice breasts and a nice ass. We both admitted we enjoyed looking at her, but, we were also very careful to not let anyone else in class hear us talking about it. In a Figure Drawing Class you are not supposed to make any kind of sexual comments at all.

We also talked about the fact that in our club we don’t do sensual drawings, and how nice it would be to be able to do something like that.

Then Joel surprised me by saying that he wished someone would take sensual photos of him. He said “I want it for 2 reasons. First, just to have a photo album of hot pictures of myself. But secondly, I would love to be able to do some drawings of myself from the sensual photos.”

I said “I would do that for you. I have a very sensual mind, and I guarantee you that I can come up with some hot poses for you.”

Joel said “Are you serious?”

I said “Yes. I can think of lots of hot ideas. For example, a few pictures of you in a cowboy hat, and cowboy boots with nothing else on. And, some of you with jeans on with no underwear, with various pictures of you getting more and more exposed.

Then, I said “I’m telling you thatI can come up with a bunch of hot poses for you. I wouldn’t even mind you doing some photos of me like that, too. I am like you, in that, I would love to do some naked sensual drawings of myself, too.”

Joel said “Let’s do it. That sounds so cool.”

We exchanged phone numbers, and then Joel told me where he lived. Both of us were self-employed, so our schedules were flexible enough that we decided to do it the next day at 10:30 am.

I brought several costume ideas with me. I had no idea what he thought would look hot, but I knew some things that I knew I wouldn’t mind wearing to have him take pictures of me in. I loaded everything up in a large duffle bag, and headed over to his house.

When I arrived, Joel showed me around his place. It wasn’t a big place, but it was nice, and it appeared that everything was in its place, and clean. Many of his paintings and drawings were hanging on the walls in various rooms. He was an excellent artist.

We finally brought the subject back up about taking pictures. We both decided that when I took photos of him it would be with his cell phone camera, and when he took photos of me it would be with my cell phone camera. That way we both had our own photos to do whatever we wanted to do with them.

After we sorted out the camera details, he said “Where do you want to start? Which room and what do you want me to wear?”

I said “Well, let’s start in your bedroom. Take everything off but your blue jeans. No underwear on either.”

Joel said “That sounds good, but can I make one request? Whatever pose you want me to do, would you just pose me, and not ask me to do things myself? It will be easier to know what you want, plus it will be hotter that way. Are you comfortable with that?”

I said “Yes, it actually would be easier than trying to explain things to you. So, that is not a problem at all.”

Joel said “Good. And, for the record, you can touch me anywhere you want. Don’t worry that I will be offended. Feel free to touch any part of my body including my legs, my cock, my balls, spreading my legs like you need them, whatever you need in order to pose me.”

I said “Cool. And, you have permission to do the same to me. But, can I admit something to you?”

Joel said “Sure.”

I said “This is turning me on. I hope that doesn’t offend you.”

Joel said “Well, it is doing the same thing to me. So, let’s just have fun. Okay? If you don’t like something that I do, just tell me, and I will do the same with you. Let’s take some hot pictures, and just enjoy the process of doing it, no matter where it leads.”

I said “Sounds great to me.”

Joel’s comments seemed to almost hint at the fact that he was interested in this picture taking adventure to possibly lead to bi sex. But, I didn’t really know for sure. It didn’t matter to me because I knew I was going to get turned on posing him, and later being posed by him that if it led to bi sex, I really didn’t care.

I don’t consider myself bi. I would call myself “situationally bi.” What I mean is if a guy has a nice body, a good personality, Çankaya Escort and I get turned on, I would do bi stuff with him and love all of it. Otherwise, I don’t think about sex when I meet a guy.

Joel met all of my situationally bi criteria. So, when he asked me to touch him while posing him each step of the way, as I took pictures, I found myself starting to get hard.

I waited in the living room to give Joel a few minutes to remove his underwear and put his jeans back on, then I came into his bedroom. I had him sit on the edge of his bed, and lean back onto his elbows. I could already see a bulge inside his jeans, and I knew he was already getting hard.

I unsnapped his jeans, and slowly and sensually, unzipped them. When I looked up at Joel I noticed he was closely watching my facial expressions. He had a slight smile on his face. I smiled back at him, and said “Looks like you are enjoying yourself.”

Joel said “This is soooo hot. But, I can also tell you like this as well.”

I said “Yes, you are right.”

I opened up his jeans so that only part of his hard cock could be seen. Then I stepped back and took a couple of pictures of him from different angles. I then opened up his jeans a little more so that more of his cock could be seen. Then I stepped back and took more pictures.

I said “These are very hot. It shows just enough of your cock that it makes a person want to see more.”

I then walked over to him, and reached my hand inside his jeans, grabbed his hard cock, and moved it to where it was completely in plain view.

His cock was slightly longer than mine, about 7 inches cut, and it was also little thicker than mine. My cock is 6 inches cut and not really thick at all.

I heard him moan when I touched his cock to move it. I looked at him and smiled, then said “Just had to re-position that hot cock of yours.”

In all honesty, I was so turned on already that I wanted to just drop to my knees, pull off his jeans and suck his cock for about 15 minutes until he came. But, I calmed myself down, so I could continue taking the sensual pictures. I knew that I could come up with better sensual poses if I stayed horny and did not cum.

I then wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked it for a good 10 seconds, or so. He closed his eyes and moaned, as I did it. When I stopped, I smiled and said “Just trying to keep it hard for the pictures.”

He smiled too, and I knew right then that we were both enjoying the path that this little sensual picture taking game had gone.

He then said “Yea. You need to do that often. The pictures will look better with me hard. So, whatever you need to do to keep me hard, you probably better do that.”

I then pulled his jeans down to just above his knees. I took his right hand and positioned it so it was touching his hard cock. I spread his fingers some so that his hands and fingers did not block the view of his cock. I said “Tilt your head back and close your eyes. Act like you are masturbating.”

He said “You really are good at this. I am impressed with what all you are coming up with.”

I took several pictures from different angles. His facial expressions looked like he was very turned on, which is what I wanted in the photos.

I said “Play with your cock and balls for me. Try different ways of masturbating yourself, but, try not to let your hand block the camera view of your cock. You can open your eyes and look at me while you masturbate as if you are saying I like you watching me, or you can close them like you are lost in the moment of masturbating yourself, whatever you think looks the hottest. I will just keep taking pictures.”

I could tell by his facial expression that he liked me telling him all that I told him. As he started playing with his cock, I would stop him at various times and say “Right there. Hold that position,” as I took a couple of pictures. Then I said “Keep playing with yourself.”

I kept this up for a good 10-15 minutes, watching him masturbate by touching himself in different ways, then stopping him when I knew it would be a hot picture. Then I would have him masturbate some more. At the end of the 10-15 minutes, he was dripping precum all down his cock.

He said “You have no idea how hot this is for me. I love you telling me what to do, and I love being totally exposed to you in these very sensual poses. We have to do this again. Today is not going to be enough for me. Think we can do that?”

I said “That sounds wonderful to me because I love this, also.”

Then I said “Okay, let’s do some different stuff now.”

I then went over to him, and helped him take off his jeans to where he was now completely naked. I had him scoot back towards the headboard of his bed. I got on the bed with him for just a moment to pose his legs by bending his knees to where his feet were on the bed and his knees were upward. I then spread his legs very wide. He looked so hot sitting there, totally exposed with his cock and balls. I scooted back and took a few Keçiören Escort pictures from different angles with him positioned that way.

Next, I handed him the cowboy hat and cowboy boots and said “Put on this black cowboy hat, and your cowboy boots.”

The cowboy hat and boots made a hot costume for many more pictures. I took many photos of him including having him lay on his stomach so I could get some hot ass pictures as well.

I also had him stand up by the window, and put on a white dress shirt (unbuttoned), while still wearing the cowboy hat and boots. I did several more pictures from different angles.

Also, with him still standing, I handed him some work gloves for his hands, and then gave him a cowboy rope that I brought with me. I did many different angles with that same cowboy costume.

His cock was constantly dripping precum. I actually thought it looked hot with the precum dripping down his cock. He started to wipe it off, and I stopped him, saying “Just let it drip. It looks very hot like that. If it becomes a problem, I will wipe it off for you.”

He said “Mmmmm.”

I then had him take off the cowboy stuff, and the shirt, to where he was nude again. Then I had him get back onto the bed on his hands and knees, facing the headboard, with me at his feet. I reached up and spread his legs. From this angle, you could see his balls and cock hanging down. I said “Wow. This is going to make some very hot photos,” as I took several photos of him in that position. I even took a couple of photos with him head down on the bed, and him still on his knees.

Then I climbed up on the bed with him, and reached one of my hands in between his legs, and cupped his balls and started massaging them, while my other hand also reached in between his legs, grabbed his cock, and started stroking it in a downward motion (like I was milking him). He said “Oh my gosh, I love that.”

As I was playing with him like this, I said “I used to have a girlfriend, years ago, that would put me in this position and play with my balls and stroke my cock from behind like this. It made me so hot. I just wanted you to know what it feels like in case you have never expereienced anyone doing this to you.”

Joel moaned, and said “I can see why you like it. This feels awesome. I think you probably need to make sure I know all that she did to you, so I can keep it in mind for a future girlfriend to do to me. So, show me more, okay?”

I said “Okay. Well, here is something else she would do,” as I grabbed his cock and I pulled it back so that it was between his legs and just below his ass. I stroked him like that.

Joel said “Oh my gooosssshhhh that feels awwwesoommmme.”

I said “Yes, there is something about that angle of being stroked like way that feels soooo good.”

Then I said “See if you like this,” as I took the fingers of my other hand, and separated his ass cheeks and started rubbing his asshole.

Joel said “I have never experienced my asshole played with, but that feels very naughty, which actually is kind of a turn on for me. I actually kind of like it.”

I said “Well, for me, my asshole is like a pussy. Any touching, rubbing, or fingering of it is a huge turn on to me. I even like it licked, which people call rimming.”

Then I said “So, you like being on your knees like this, being totally exposed to me, while I stroke and play with you?”

Joel said “I love it. And, it is a totally different feeling with my cock being bent back through my legs like that. I can’t believe how awesome it feels. I love everything you are doing to me.”

I said “Too bad we don’t have a delay button on your phone camera so that I can take a few naughty pictures of me doing this to you. I don’t want my face in the pictures, but would love to angle a camera where my hands are seen doing all this stuff to you.”

Joel said “Hang on. I have a digital camera that can do that.” He got off the bed, went to his closet, and got the camera. He then put it on a tripod that he had, and said “I will set it where it gives us 10 seconds to get into the picture, then it will take 10 pictures in a row, about 3 seconds apart. That way you can do different things as it keeps taking pictures.”

He quickly go back onto the bed in the same position he had been in, and I pulled his cock back through his legs, and stroked him. I used my other hand to rub his asshole. The camera took numerous pictures of me doing this to him. I would move slightly after each picture to let the camera get different pictures of different things. I even made sure the camera got me “milking” his cock. (stroking it downward)

I then said “Okay, let’s try some other stuff now. Here is something different that you may or many not like.”

I said “I like wearing lace women’s panties. I don’t do it to be feminine, but rather because I like how my cock looks in them. With the holes of the lace, you can see my hard cock inside the panties. And, if I masturbate in them, by rubbing on the top of the lace panties, Etimesgut Escort I can feel everything almost as well as if I was naked. Plus, I also like how they feel on me. They are so lightweight, and the lace feels like a hand on my cock and balls. Would you wear a pair for me, and let me take pictures of you in them?”

Joel said “I have never tried that. Let me try on a pair and see what I think about it.”

I went over to my duffle bag, and pulled out a pair of black lace boyshorts panties. I said “Here put these on.”

Joel got off the bed and put them on. He then went into his bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. He came back a few minutes later and said “I have to admit, they do look kind of hot. But, I would never want to get caught wearing these in public.” Then he asked “Do you have other types of panties besides these with you.”

I said “Yes, I have about 6 pairs of boyshorts and thong panties, in various colors. Plus, I wear black nylon lycra panties everyday under my jeans. But, they do not look like panties unless you look real close at them.”

He said “You know what? I have been naked by myself long enough. It is time for you to get mostly naked. Strip down and put on a pair of the lace boyshorts, too.”

I said “Mmmmm. I love being told what to do. I will gladly do that for you, but you have to be the one stripping me.”

Joel said “I love how you think.”

He came over to me, unsnapped my jeans, unzipped them, and then slid them all the way down and off of me . He could see a big precum spot on my nylon lycra panties.

He said “I can see that you have been enjoying all that we have done so far.”

He then unbuttoned my shirt, and took it off of me. Then he started rubbing my cock on top of my silky panties, as he said “Just making sure your cock is going to be hard so that it looks nice in those lace boyshort panties.”

I said “I understand. You probably need to do that for awhile just to be sure.” Then I smiled at him.

He said “I am so hot right now, I might do more than just stroke you.”

I said “Well, we said we were going to have fun and see where this goes. Do whatever you want.”

He said “Take off these undies and put on the lace boyshorts. I want to see you in them.”

I took off the undies that i had on, then grabbed another pair of black lace boyshorts and put them on. Joel then got on his knees and started licking on top of the lace panties where my cock was. I could feel it very well because of the little holes in the lace. I moaned and said “Gosh that feels wonderful. I can feel your tongue on my cock almost as well as being naked.”

He said “I wondered if that might feel good for you.”

He continued licking on the lace, as he reached a hand down between my legs and started massaging my balls. I said “Mmmmmm.”

After several more minutes, he finally looped his thumbs on both sides of my boyshorts, and pulled the boyshorts all the way to the floor and off of me. I was now standing there naked. Joel was on his knees in front of me. He opened his mouth, took my cock into it, and started sucking it in a very slow and sensual manner. His mouth went down my cock, then slowly back up my cock again and again. I moaned the whole time he sucked me. It felt wonderful.

He stopped after a couple of minutes of this, and said “That is just a preview of what I want to do for you. But, I think in order to take more sensual pictures, we need to stay turned on, and not cum yet. So, let’s make sure neither of us cums until the picture taking is done, okay? But, as soon as we are done with the pictures, then let’s make sure we help each other cum. I can’t wait to watch you squirt your cum.”

Then he said “Let’s put your black lace boyshorts back on you.”

He helped slide them up my body. He got up off of his knees, stepped back and said “Wow. That is so hot looking. I can see your hard cock through the lace.”

Then he said “Let me take some pictures of you for awhile. ”

I grabbed my cell phone, found the camera feature, and handed it to him and said “Have at it. Whatever you think looks hot.”

He had me sit on the edge of the bed as he took some pictures of me in the boyshorts. He even had me stand up and he took several pictures of me from different angles, including some from behind me looking over my shoulder at the camera. He said “The boyshorts look hot on your ass.”

Then he walked over to me, pushed me down to where I was seated on the edge of the bed again, grabbed the sides of the boyshorts and slid them down to my thighs. My cock was sticking straight up in the air and precum was flowing down it. He took several pictures from different angles with me sitting like that.

Then he took the boyshorts off of me. He took my right hand, put it on my cock and said “You had me masturbate for you earlier, now it’s your turn. Masturbate for me.”

As I masturbated, he took lots of pictures from many different angles.

He then came over to me, helped me scoot back further onto the bed, then bent my knees up and put my feet on the bed. He had me lean back on my elbows, then he said “You said your asshole is like a pussy. Play with your pussy asshole for me with the finger of your one hand, while the fingers of your other hand massages your balls. After you massage your balls for awhile, then take the fingers of one hand and start lightly going up and down your cock .”

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Always Naked

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Sean.

Sean had been driving for the past four hours. He was visiting his parents at his hometown, a small place not so far away from the big city. He moved out from home when he was twenty four, feeling suffocated by the smallness of the town, and with a boiling fever to experiment his new found sexuality, at that time, he recently found out he was gay, and wanted to eat, breathe, and fuck the entire world.

Four years had passed. He was now a twenty eight year old handsome man. Although he was always skinny, he had work hard at a gymnastics complex to get a pretty nice slim figure, full of lean muscles. Sean had always been body-conscious, not because of any insecurity, he just liked to feel sexy. At the gymnastics complex where he trained, in an amateur adult gymnastics group, it was no surprise than men would be shirtless. He loved this opportunity to show off his body and whenever he could, he would take his shirt off while training in the parallel bars or on the rings. Funny thing… the first time that he managed to get up on the rings and complete the “cross” move, he got hard. He didn’t know if it was because all his muscles were so tense, or if it was because some hot guys that also used to take gymnastics class were staring and he was such a show off. Well, he didn’t think it was important. After all, he was horny eighty per cent of the time.

He was now in the car, driving to his parent’s town because he haven’t seen them in two months, and he is the kind of guy who sees his parents often. Not very, but often. He was nice like that. It was raining outside, really hard, and it was very difficult to see what was ahead. Suddenly, he heard a huge bang and almost lost control of the wheel: it was a flat tire. Perfect. He managed to regain control of the car and pulled over on the side of the road. He reached for his cell phone, to call road assistance. Of course, no signal. Shit. What to do now? Well, the only Çankaya Escort choice was to try and change the tire himself, something that he wasn’t very good at. He couldn’t even remember if he had the necessary tools. He stepped down of the car and got soaking wet after five seconds, but he didn’t have a big problem with that, he had always loved the rain, it usually smells good especially when you are in the middle of the country, like he was now, in a warm summer day. He walked to the back of the car to open the trunk. He discovered that, to his surprised, not only he didn’t have the tools to chance the flat tire, he did not have a spare. It must have been stolen or something, he thought. Great. Just great. He looked at both sides of the road, hoping to find someone to help him, but he was alone, as far as he could see. It was a very secluded road. Then he realized that, just a couple of miles from the road, in the middle of the field, was a house. Strange, he thought, that someone would have a house here, in the middle of nowhere. Why?

He decided to walk there and ask for help. While he was walking, smelling the awesome aroma of rain in wet grass, he felt that his t-shirt was getting very heavy and sticky because of the rain, so he decided to take it off. Oh yes, he liked the feeling of water in his skin. The drops would run from his big chest all the way down to his navel. I wish I could get naked right now, he thought. He was always having these crazy random thoughts, always about sex, feeling sexy, or doing crazy sexy thing. The hormones of a teenager in an almost thirty year old. He thought about having a hot guy fucking him in the grass, butt naked, pulling his hair in doggy style position, under the rain. Wouldn’t that be amazing? But no, despite being a nice, cute and intelligent guy, he was alone. Something that is very common these days.

Sean reached the house door Keçiören Escort and pressed the doorbell a few times. He was about to give up when the door got open. And there he was. Mark. Although Sean, after just one millisecond of seeing Mark felt a big spark being lighted up in both his heart and his cock, he didn’t know that Mark would be the most important person in his life. That Mark would get him naked tonight. That Mark would sleep with him tonight and many nights ahead. That Mark would get into his heart and into his brain. That Mark was going to dominate him for the rest of his life. That he was going to beg Mark, repeatedly, in the years to come, to strip him down and punish him. That Mark was going to make a sex slave and a lover out of Sean. That Mark would collar him. That Mark would own him, body, mind and soul. And that Sean would be as happy as a human being can be.

– Hi, sorry to disturb you, I was wondering… – Sean said.

– What are you doing out there in the rain? Come in! – Mark ordered, with a big smile in his face, the kind of smile that someone has when they find out unexpected good news.

That was the first order of many that Sean took from that tall, muscly, handsome guy of black hair and blue eyes.

– My name is Mark, and you are?

– Sean. Listen, my car is out there, got a flat tire, I was wondering if I could use your phone?

– Sure, when the line comes back, this damn rain!

Mark saw Sean standing there, shirtless and wet, and he knew. That was it. Thank god, he was getting very tired of looking out for the perfect guy. At his 35 years old, Mark was getting tired of the game of chasing guys or getting chase. Finding a right partner can be difficult to anyone, but is especially difficult to someone into the gay BDSM scene.

– Hey Sean, while we wait for the phone line to come back, why don’t you get a shower and Etimesgut Escort I can give you a coffee, so you can dry up.

– Wow man, that’s very nice of you.

Mark showed Sean into the bathroom.

– Ok, give me your clothes so I can get them into the dryer. – Mark said.

– Oh thanx man…

Sean was waiting for Mark to leave the bathroom, but he understood soon enough that Mark wasn’t going anywhere.

– What? Do you want me to leave? What are you? Twelve?

Sean laughed nervously and just now became conscious of his semi hard cock. His heart started pounding. Mark was so fucking hot! Did he want to see him naked? What was going on? Why was he getting naked in a stranger’s bathroom? Oh my god – Sean thought to himself – I do crazy shit when I’m horny.

A blushing Sean striped down, and when he did and handed his clothes to Mark, he tried to control his hard on, but Mark shamelessly stared at his cock.

– There’s nothing to be ashamed of Sean, I know I’m attractive. You are too, your body is great and you have the face of an angel, if you don’t mind me saying so. If you feel sexy, it’s because you are. And if you get a hard on, it’s because you are a healthy young man.

Sean’s cock grew immediately to a full mast. He was shocked by Mark’s words.

– Now, here’s a towel – Mark said – sorry, it’s a really small one because I wasn’t expecting any visitors, so you won’t be able to tie it up to your waist, but it will help you get dry. Get a nice hot shower and I will see you in the living room. Naked. Ok?

Sean couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

– Yes.

– Good boy.

Sean’s cock grew even more at the sound of those words and Mark could tell.

– Yeah, I knew it. – Mark said.

– What? – Sean replied.

– Just hurry up.

– Yes.

– Say… yes Mark.

– Yes Mark.

– You have a really nice body Sean, you should be like this all the time, always naked.

Mark closed the door behind him. Sean stood there in the middle of the bathroom, naked, horny, with a full hard on, wondering what the hell was going on. His heart was beating fast, his mind was racing and he couldn’t forget Mark’s words and his beautiful smile. He was under. What was going to happen now? – He thought.

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An Indian Captive

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In 18- I decided it was time to head west. I was a young man who had spent the last year working in one of the “gentlemen’s clubs”, basically a whorehouse where men went to fuck other men, in New York City.

I had been raised in rural Ohio as a member of an ultra-conservative/separatist religious sect and had no other plans in life than living out my life as part of that community. Until, that is, the evening that my father found me in the barn with the neighbor’s cock firmly lodged up my ass. I was thrown out that night and told never to return which sounded like a good idea to me, too, actually. I had acquired enough skills that I could feed and shelter myself from the resources of the wilds around me until I slowly made my way to the cities where I learned that I had other skills useful in supporting myself. This is how I wound up as a prostitute in a male bordello. Thanks to my strict upbringing I didn’t share the failings of my co-workers that always left them broke and desperate…I had saved up quite a nest egg and I was really sick and tired of New York and the house where I worked so I hatched a plan to move to wild and wooly San Francisco which I had heard many stories about. The only problem was there was an entire country between here and there and at that time there was no easy way to make the journey.

I finally made contact through a discreet newspaper ad with a small group who was making the journey by wagon. They turned out to be part of another religious sect who was somewhat aware of the sect I came from so they were welcoming to me. I kept all mention of my current situation from them and concentrated on playing up my past and my woodsman skills to the effect that 2 weeks later I found myself astride a horse and following along behind the wagon containing that grim group.

The journey together was uneventful and maddeningly slow and I made sure to keep myself to myself but eventually we found ourselves on the northern prairies miles from cities and men. We were running low on supplies and what we had were going bad and we hadn’t had much luck with hunting in those vast empty spaces with the result that we were all suffering from stomach complaints of varying severity. Mine seemed the least serious but still I found myself a couple of times a day running as fast as possible into the sheltering bushes to relieve a violent call of nature. That was what happened the day that changed my life.

I had had to travel a fair piece from our camp, perhaps half a mile, to find sufficient coverage to do my business and I was squatted in the foliage thinking that my digestion was finally returned to normal when I heard gunshots and then screams. I hitched up my drawers and made my way on hands and knees, sheltering in the undergrowth, until I was close enough to see what was happening. A large group of men, the rebel deserters from the last war who had taken to marauding in the vastness of the prairies, had stumbled upon our little encampment. By the time I was in viewing distance, my traveling companions were already dead and the robbers were loading up what was left of our supplies, our weapons and horses.

That put paid to my current travel plans and after the villains rode off I found myself utterly alone and weaponless on a vast empty prairie land. I tried to find some useful items at our plundered camp but the robbers had taken everything of any practical value and I really didn’t want to be around so much death anyway so I struck out on foot thinking that if I kept walking I’d eventually wind up somewhere that there were other people.

The first week or so wasn’t bad, I was able to forage edible plants and snare some small game. The worst part was a lack of water. I rationed myself as best I could but even so, I eventually found myself without. I hadn’t seen anything resembling a pond or stream and had been reliant on rainwater gathered in shallow depressions up till then, now even they had dried up. I walked on, for a few days sucking a pebble to keep some moisture in my mouth but eventually even that trick failed. I was getting weaker, crazed by thirst and only walking by sheer willpower when I came over a small rise and saw the most glorious sight I could ever remember. About a mile in the distance was a small stream, almost a river, meandering through a copse of trees. I used my last strength to break into a shambling run and soon threw myself down on the muddy bank and drank my fill. I had never felt so relieved.

I must have passed out or fallen asleep because when I came to consciousness, I opened my eyes to see a moccasin clad foot inches from my head. I turned my head enough to scan up the bare legs of the foot’s owner and when I came to the suede loincloth at the crotch I paused. I’d been doing without dick for the last few weeks and what I saw in the loincloth looked pretty good, the outlines of two large balls and a snake of fat cock tucked over them. Scanning up further, I took in a flat Demetevler Escort belly, a sinewy, muscular chest and finally the handsome face of an Indian staring down at me.

No word was spoken but suddenly I was grabbed by my arms and hauled upright by two more Indian men that I’d been unaware of behind me. I looked at all three as they stood holding me and I was aware of a resemblance and wondered if they were brothers. They were all very handsome and well built and even though I was probably moments from death it didn’t stop me from checking out their bodies and fully packed loincloths, too. The largest, who I had seen first, I designated Brother 1. He had a magnificent hairless body, his muscles long and lean under the copper skin and large dark nipples on his firm chest. Brother 2 was younger, not so muscular but again slim and taut. Brother 3 was the youngest, he seemed to be just leaving adolescence and he was not only thinner but also slightly shorter than the others.

Brother 1 said something in their language and the other two dragged me over to a nearby tree and propped me against it.

He said something else and my two captors began ripping my clothes off and eventually I stood there nude before them. One of the men tied a cord around my wrist, then pulled my arms backward around the tree and fastened the cord to the other so that I was tied facing them.

They spoke among themselves for a moment and I saw one of them pointing at my dick. I should mention here that as part of the religious obligations of the sect I came from, all of the men were circumcised, which was not a common practice in that time. I’m sure it was the first time that my captors had seen a circumcised cock and that was the subject of discussion.

One of the men came over and stood in front of me and grabbed my dick and tried to slide a nonexistent foreskin over my cock head with several strokes. There being none, he was unsuccessful but my cock started to harden from his attention and he laughed. He pulled his loincloth to the side and flopped out a large uncircumcised cock and pulled his foreskin out from his cock head, then pointed at my dick. I just made the classic universal shrugging motion and he laughed again because by now, after being handled and getting a look at that delicious Indian cock, my dick was standing straight up and arching out from my groin.

The other two Indians came over and exposed their own uncut cocks and put them close to mine to compare the different looks, skinning back their foreskins and handling my hard dick with no embarrassment whatsoever. I noticed that the larger Indian, my original vision, had a larger cock than the other two with a longer foreskin. I also noticed that he was starting to thicken and lengthen while playing with my dick.

“I know you can’t understand me,” I said, “but I’d love to get a chance to drain all 3 of you before you kill me.” No one even acknowledged that I could speak.

They all 3 were laughing, batting at my erection and making it sway and grabbing my ball sack and stretching it while talking among themselves in their own patois.

Eventually they grew tired of their sport and walked to the stream bank where they shucked down their only piece of clothing in preparation of entering the water. Here I was, three gloriously nude handsome men before my eyes and tied to a tree so that I couldn’t do anything to enjoy them.

I also noticed that the largest and I presumed the oldest of the trio had watched me while he undressed and preened on the beach and that now he was slowly stroking his own cock while I watched him hungrily. Brother 2 was almost as well hung, his cock as long but thinner. Brother 3 was the smallest but he made up for it by having one of the most beautiful asses I’d ever seen. All three of them had no body hair and I wondered if it was natural to them or if they shaved. I would have loved to have joined their nude frolicking; instead I could only watch from my tree with a hard and aching dick.

They entered the water and splashed about and my tumescent cock only grew harder seeing how the water ran over their limbs which shone in the sunlight. Brothers 2 and 3 climbed out and stretched out on the bank to dry while Brother 1 came over to where I stood. He looked at my upright cock, which was a pretty good match in size and thickness for his own, and then grasped it and gave it a stroke or two. With his other hand, he stroked his cock until it was also standing upright. He came up in front of me and pressed his cock and my own against each other, standing straight up in his fist as though comparing them. Then, he used one hand to hold my cock out straight and placed his cock head, piss slit to piss slit, against mine while he skinned back his foreskin and then skin it back so that it covered the head of my dick, too.

“Goddamn!” I said, knowing he didn’t comprehend, “I’d Otele gelen escort love to get my lips around that beauty and suck on it until it squirted.”

He continued jacking our joined dicks and I could feel the precum leaking out and coating our cock heads inside his skin, making it hot and slippery inside. He looked back to where his brothers were lying motionless on the bank, and then walked around the tree behind me. When he loosened my binding I fell forward onto my hands and knees but I was aware of him walking over to a nearby fallen tree and sitting down on the trunk. When I looked up at him, he was sitting with his legs spread and his beautiful cock upright and arched in front of him.

“Just hold that pose, red man,” I said, “and I’ll make us both happy.”

I crawled over to where he sat and crouched in front of him. Slowly and carefully, frightened the whole time of how he’d react, I reached out and wrapped my fist around the base of his cock. When he didn’t resist, I skinned back his meaty foreskin to expose his shiny cock head and I lowered my mouth and stuck out my tongue to lick up some of the precum bubbling out of his piss slit. I looked up at him but his face was impassive, watching me. I lowered my head again and opened my mouth, engulfing his delicious meat inside. He muttered something in his own language which I took as encouragement so I started to slide my lips down his meaty shaft.

His cock, so similar to my own, was at least 8 inches long and fat, too. From benefit of much practice, I soon had the entire length lodged in my throat and my nose resting against his hairless pubis, and he again uttered something, more urgent this time. That was all the encouragement I needed and I proceeded to give him a top dollar blowjob. I slid my lips up and down his hard shaft while using my tongue to caress his cock and lick his piss hole, varying my technique to build up a good load in his balls. I backed off and licked his ball sack and sucked on his balls, making him squirm on his seat and I showed him how I could furl his meaty foreskin over my outstretched tongue. When I had his balls good and primed, I went to work in earnest pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel his body tensing and finally his cock swelled even bigger and harder and he flooded my throat with his ball juice. I sucked his cock head, making sure to swallow every drop of his delicious fluid.

I looked up to his face and saw that he was no longer watching me but staring behind me. I freed his cock from my mouth and looked over my shoulder. Brothers 2 and 3 were standing a few feet off; hard cocks standing out in front of them from watching their brother get serviced. Brother 1 said something to them and they came closer and I motioned for Brother 2 to come to me and pointed at his cock and then my mouth. He stepped up to where I crouched on my knees and when he was in range I grasped the base of his cock and guided it into my mouth. His erect dick was as long as his older brother’s but slimmer and I had no trouble taking it to the root down my already stretched throat. He made an exclamation, too, similar to what his brother had said and then began to slowly fuck my mouth. I used my tongue on his cock head as he slid it in and out and used one hand to play with his nuts in their meaty sack. It didn’t take any time at all and I was swallowing Brother 2’s cum load as a chaser to his older brother’s

.

Brother 3, the youngest, had hung back and after I had wrung every drop out of his brother’s balls, I motioned him forward. He just stood there at first but first the oldest brother and then the second said something to him and he stepped forward.

He tried to act the ruffian, grabbing my head by the ears and thrusting his cock deep into my mouth in one stroke. I grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands away from my ears and his brother again said something so he didn’t resist. I stared up at him while servicing his cock and he watched my busy mouth with a look of utter fascination. His cock being the smallest of the 3 by a good 2 inches or so, I had no trouble at all keeping it fully engulfed in my throat the whole time and fucking it deep into my gullet. It excited me to think that I was probably going to taste his virgin load soon and I let my hands wander over his body, caressing his hips and playing with his balls. His body tensed over and over while my mouth pleasured his hard meat.

I knew that he was probably feeling reluctant and a little frightened to blow his load in me so I resorted to the old whore trick of fingering his ass hole. When I felt his body tensing again, I plunged my fingertip through his ring and into his virgin pucker. Sure enough, that was all it took and I was rewarded with a huge load of ball cream shooting out of his piss hole and down my gulping throat.

He made some remark with a sound of wonderment and his two Balgat Escort brothers laughed. I sucked his cock until it went soft in my mouth, and then slowly released it, giving it a final lick on the head. The three brothers talked and laughed, I assume comparing the merits of their individual blowjobs while I crouched on my knees in front of the three of them.

I was still hard as a crowbar, my cock curling up over my abdomen and Brother 3 noticed and said something to his eldest brother. He looked at me and then made the universal pumping motion with his fist that denotes jacking off, so I spread my legs wide, spit into my palm and grasped my erect cock. I had given this same show at least a hundred times for paying customers during my tenure at the whorehouse so I didn’t even have to think twice.

Making sure that they could all see my show, I leant back and supported myself with my left hand while slathering my spit over my cock. With my legs spread, my cock not only stood up in the air from my crotch but they were also treated to a view of my bouncing balls and my puckered ass hole. I jerked my cock, enjoying being the subject of their engrossed stares. I sat back up straight and used my left hand to play with my nut sack, stretching it and pulling my balls down so that the skin was taut and showing them to my audience of three. Then, I laid all of the way down on my back and spread my legs wide and high so that they had a clear view as I finger fucked my ass hole, all the while pounding my hard dick. It had been a long time since I had last cum so it didn’t take long. I rammed 2 fingers fully into my ass and stood my cock up straight from my body as my hot juice blasted out of my piss slot and over my head. I laid on my back and bent my legs and spread them so that they could watch my cock soften, my balls drop and my ass hole pucker.

“I hope you enjoyed the show, fellas.” I said. “Usually I get paid for that.”

They talked softly among themselves and when I looked at them after recovering my breath, Brother 1 had a full fledged hard on once again.

They got up and slipped back into their garment, then retrieved provisions for a meal from one of their horses. It was cold and unusual food but to me it was a feast after so long without. After eating they tied me back to my tree and as dusk fell, the three of them lay down together and snuggled close to take advantage of each other’s body heat and fell to sleep, while I spent a cold nude night with my back against rough bark and nothing to warm me.

The next morning, they awoke with the sun and untied me and led me down to the stream bed. Brother 1 motioned to his cock and then to my own, then lifted his heavy meat in one hand and began to release a strong stream of piss into the water. I did the same but while I pissed, I reached over and grabbed his cock so that I could direct his flow. He laughed, making a show of my manipulating him and soon the other brothers were beside me, wanting me to do the same with them. They seemed highly amused that I wanted to play with their cocks while they pissed but not at all reluctant to let me do so.

They led me back up the bank and again shared their rations with me which I took as a good sign-why feed someone if you intended to kill him?

After eating, they led me back down to the creek and dropped their skimpy garments. Brother 1 made motions for me to enter the water, followed by swimming motions indicating that today I was to bathe with them. We all entered the water and I luxuriated in the feeling of being immersed in cool, clear water after so much time. I used sand from the creek bed to wash my skin and sank into the flow to wet and wash my hair. Brother 1 kept close to me the entire time, I suppose to keep an eye on me and prevent me from trying to escape. While his brothers played and splashed, I got busy with my hands and played with his big cock under the surface until he once more had a raging hard on. He grasped my hand and led me up onto the bank and into a clearing in the bushes where he laid down on his back and spread his legs for me to climb between and service his throbbing prong. I had another idea, though.

I had noticed patches of spiderwort growing along the bank, a plant that I was well familiar with from my Ohio days. When crushed, the stems exude a slick, clear sap that is ideal for use as a sexual lubricant. I held my hand up, indicating that he was to stay in place and motioned that I would go and then return. He nodded and I stepped off to the bank where I tore out a clump of the plants and carried them back to my waiting swain. He watched as I crushed the stalks between my hands and then spread the slick sap up and down his upright member.

When he was well greased, I straddled his hips with my own and positioned my fuck hole over the head of his cock. I used my hand to guide him and I felt the big head pressing against my pucker. I slowly eased down on him and felt his cock head first spread my hole and then enter into my ass ring. He lay back, supporting his head to watch his cock slowly disappear into my tight ass. When his entire length was lodged in my hole and I was riding his pubic bone I looked down at his smiling face and said, “Now, that’s what I’ve been wanting since the first minute I saw your beautiful cock.”

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BBC Suck-off in the Cinema

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I’d read about the video club and had fantasized about going there for a while but never had the bottle.

It was a Sunday, I’d had a few drinks and was on the way home at 6pm courtesy of the Northern Line. As the tube pulled out of Kings Cross, I looked up and saw that the next stop was Angel. Angel! Something clicked. As the doors opened I was still deciding whether to do it or not. Suddenly I switched on to autopilot, stood up then stepped onto the platform.

Still on auto, I left the station, drew some cash out, walked and found myself within view of the door. I snapped back into focus as adrenaline began to surge in my body. I made a first pass and carried on walking fifty metres or so before turning around. The adrenalin gathered in my groin and I decided that this was it.

Good, no-one around. I strode purposefully back towards the door, turning sharply right at the last minute. Thank fuck! The door opened as I pushed it. I stepped in quickly and shut the door. It seemed like I’d walked into a taxi office, apart from there was porn on the monitors behind the desk and a dark staircase at the end of the room.

I paid my membership fee, signed a name I’d borrowed off some kid I used to know and headed towards the staircase…

I stepped down a couple of steps into the back of a small dark cinema. I walked the five metres or so corridor past a couple of old gay looking guys with facial hair and glasses. They seemed engrossed with the porn in front of them. I turned right and looked down the thinly occupied half dozen rows of seats, which sloped down towards a big movie screen. Currently showing: a woman being doggy styled. I saw a light through the doorway at the front of the cinema – the toilets. There must be some action there!

I entered the toilets and went straight to the urinal next to a geeky looking guy in a suit. As I was pissing I stared at his cock, I felt free in here. He was semi-hard and unfortunately his penis was geeky like him. I finished, washed my hands and went out and turned right into the second cinema.

This cinema was smaller, it was quite full and the Çankaya Escort door I’d walked through was in front of the audience. I speedily sat down in the closest empty seat I could see. In between watching the film of some Euro girl being spit roasted, I stole glances around the room. A lot of the guys looked quite old and a lot of them were wearing hats. Then I saw a TV being face fucked in the third row. Yep, that answered my question on whether anything goes.

I felt a bit claustrophobic and upped and went to the corridor between the two cinemas. There was a slim black guy standing there. He looked to be mid thirties and was quite short. “Do you know if it’s it ok to smoke in here?”, I asked. He grinned at me and said, “In here, you can do anything you like.” He then walked past me, squeezing on my semi-hard cock as he did so. He gave a little chuckle and murmured, “mm-mmm” as he disappeared around the corner.

I finished my cigarette and then sat at an empty row near the back of the bigger, less busy cinema. From my viewpoint I could see a TV sat near the front, but she was fiddling with her mobile phone and soon left. I could also see a few moving shoulders – people stroking themselves off. Somebody sat at the end of my row. I watched the film for a bit, a big titted brunette blowing two massive dicks. Soon I was distracted by movement to my left. I looked out of my peripheral vision and could see a guy in a parka with the hood up, obviously wanking himself. I turned to look closely, but he was leant forward and there was no way I could see his dick, no luck there.

I continued watching the film, my hard on growing as I watched that lucky bitch get exactly what I wanted, a huge rock hard cock in the mouth.

I noticed a big guy leaning in the corridor, fumbling with his flies. He flopped his cock out and started slowly tugging as he stared intently at the film. He was well lit and I could get a good look at his tool. It was thick, smooth and pink, with a nicely rolling foreskin and a mushroom like head. I guessed at maybe close to seven Keçiören Escort inches long, and got ready to make my way over and weigh up my chances of getting a taste.

I suddenly noticed the black guy stood in the doorway, smiling at me. He signalled with his eyes for me to follow him. I felt the warm adrenaline again as popular beliefs about short men and black men pressed to the forefront of my mind. I suddenly needed to piss, those beers working their way through, and took a diversion to the toilets. As I shook off the drips I noticed a familiar figure behind me. I zipped up and turned around, starting the cheesy line, ‘is it true what they say…’ I turned and only got as far as “is it…” when the words stuck in my throat.

I looked down at his exposed dick and drank in what I saw. He was very dark but his cock was even darker, almost black. There was obviously some room for growth of this fully flaccid dong, but it was already a good half a foot, and quite fat. I looked up at his grinning face. “Suck it”, he said.

I felt like a giddy schoolgirl as I squatted down and gently palmed the heavy floppy meat. He was uncut and I began slowly wanking him. His cock began to grow steadily, reaching almost seven, and starting to raise a little.

Damn, I wanted a face full of that now! I rolled him back to expose his dark purple helmet. I leant forward, kissed the end of his dick and then slowly ran my tongue over his bulbous tip.

This got a good response. His big schlong began to jerk, and then slowly pulse, growing longer and harder with every throb. My excitement was going to rip a hole in my trousers – this was the certainly the biggest fuck-stick I’d ever seen. It raised slightly above horizontal and then stopped. The transformation was complete.

Scared? Horny? I don’t know which emotion was strongest as I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft. I knew my hands were roughly four inches across. As I wrapped a second hand around I could see that there was more than an inch of dick still in front of me. That made nine and a Etimesgut Escort half inches! Fuck me, this was huge. I couldn’t believe that some porn stars have twelve inches, this guy looked like if it was any bigger he would have fallen over.

I now switched into auto again, gobbling on his big dick, licking his veiny shaft, gulping, sucking, nibbling his tiny balls and slapping that weighty member against my cheeks while I gasped for air. I felt like a little white slut and I loved it. When I started licking at his succulent head again, he suddenly pulled away.

I looked up at him, a bit dazed, I’d almost forgotten that he had a face. He stared at me and with a faint smirk told me what he wanted me to say. I was already enslaved by that swinging ebony dick so there was no hesitation. ‘I love big black cocks!’ I hissed. I greedily grabbed at his organ and started slobbering it down. I soon felt his hands on my head as he prepared to fuck my face.

He started gently, sliding it in and out over my tongue. “Good girl”, he moaned, “you like that?” I didn’t get a chance to answer. His grip tightened as he forced more of that oversized pork sword inside me. I gagged as he thrust against the back of my throat and then swiftly pulled away for the next assault. As he kept slamming my face, my mouth had to stretch as wide as it could. He was about five and a half circumference at the tip but his manhood was like a rhino’s horn and got considerably thicker as it descended.

After some time he removed his hands from my head and pulled himself out of my mouth. I bobbed forward and wrapped my lips around it, it now looked even bigger and more succulent – I was like a bitch on heat.

He pulled away again, “You’ve been a good little slut so I’m telling you that I’m going to come”, he said. I grabbed the twitching beast. I kept a grip with my right hand and moved so that I was stood behind him. I began tugging, building faster, his throbbing hot shaft pushing at my grip, the thick veins raising. His helmet started to twitch as huge globs of spunk jetted out in front of him, spattering heavily as they hit the tiles. I slowed my wanking and then removed my hand from his rapidly drooping hose.

After freshening up and letting my stiffy subside, I left and made my way home, feeling like I was walking on air.

There was another adage proved that day. I’ve had a real taste of black, and it would take a hugely hung white man to make me ‘go back’

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Alexander , Hephaestion Ch. 02

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Alexander instinctively awoke with the first light as he always did.

The torches in their metal brackets had died out during the night leaving only the occasional rays of intruding sunlight to illuminate the luxurious tent. The generals and their women had all left to sleep off their overindulgence during the very early hours leaving Alexander and Hephaestion alone.

Alexander smiled when he looked down at his lover cradled in his arms, their legs entwined, their faces so close that they shared the very same breath they breathed in. He stroked his hands over Hephaestion’s muscular arms and caressed his strong jaw line noting the moment when he opened his emerald green eyes. After rubbing the sleep from them, he grinned up at Alexander and winked at him.

Alexander couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the irrepressible man in his arms and held him closer to his chest shaking with laughter and then moving his head down to press a kiss against his full lips.

Hephaestion opened his mouth at this and licked Alexander’s beautifully shaped lips. Alexander groaned and felt himself beginning to stir against Hephaestion’s thigh. He parted his own lips and sucked Hephaestion’s tongue into his warm mouth, caressing it with his own. The kiss becoming more urgent as their arousal grew and their bodies began to undulate against each other.

Their hands grasped at the thick heat of each other and began to pump the cocks harder and harder, gasping and thrusting against the hardness of each others bodies until at last they both reached the peak they had been driving towards and exploded onto Eryaman Escort the rippled planes of their chests.

Alexander fell onto his back, gasping for breath as Hephaestion moved on top of him needing to bring his lips to his. Their kiss grew deeper as their tongues entwined and their breaths gradually slowed. Alexander sucked Hephaestion’s full bottom lip into his mouth before opening his eyes and letting it go.

Pressing a final kiss against his rosebud mouth, he spoke, “Come lover, there is much to be done today…there is a king to catch!”

Hephaestion laughed, running his hands through Alexander’s tousled honey locks, and said, “I have already caught my king today Alexander.”

“You are impossible, man!” he replied with a smile. “Come!” he said again rising from the tangled blanket about them and then pulling Hephaestion up.

With a final embrace, Hephaestion cupped Alexander’s warm, hard bottom into his hips and kissed him hard, before pulling a tunic over his head and lazily stretching his arms above him, yawning, and walking out of the tent into the glorious morning sunshine.

Alexander shook his head and smiled to himself. He never could get enough of that man.

*****

Alexander and his generals gathered closely around a rough table covered in different maps all hand drawn and painted in bright colours on thinned and stretched animal skins. They depicted the world as it was then known: a ring of land around the Mediterranean which was enclosed by the vast Ocean. Aristotle had had them prepared Sincan Escort for his most famous student, Alexander upon his departure from Macedonia for what would be the last time.

It seemed that this wish was on the verge of completion. Alexander would finally achieve what his father Philip had yearned for and prepared for during his lifetime, before he was brutally murdered at his daughter’s wedding by a former lover, Pausanias who had been in collusion with the Persian King Darius. Alexander had vowed that Darius would pay dearly for this grievous wrong and yet he had slipped from his grasp for the second time after the battle of Gaugamela. The first time after the battle of Issus had been bad enough, but this was close to humiliation.

“But surely if he is indeed heading for Bactria and the East we should follow him hard, close the gap and kill him!” urged Ptolemy, “before the distance becomes too great.”

“Our men are tired, they need to rest not endure another forced march for thousands of miles to a country we don’t even know!” contended Antiochus hotly, thumping his fist onto the table and making the maps jump.

The generals argued fiercely amongst themselves, each truly believing that their desired course of action was the best.

Hephaestion looked up from the maps to Alexander who was staring at the placement of Babylon, the city of the Kings, the city he had dreamed of since a child. He placed his hand on Alexander’s shoulder and muttered, “So, it is Babylon first my friend…”

Alexander gave a curt nod, Etlik Escort looked up and said in a soft voice that immediately drew a veil complete silence around him with its innately commanding nature, and no one failed to hear him say, “We will march to Babylon, rest ourselves and our men. The scouts will travel along the former King’s Road and keep me informed of Darius’ whereabouts. I imagine…,” he said slowly tracing his finger along the map to the East, towards the mountains of the Caucasus, “that he will go to Bessus … here,” and he tapped the index finger of his right hand on the word ‘Bactria.’ “If that is where he goes, it is where we will go.” His tone brooked no argument.

The generals looked at him and nodded before bowing their heads before him and striding out of the tent to prepare the thousands of men for the march to Babylon.

There was never any question of arguing with Alexander, certainly not in relation to anything that had to do with military campaigning or high politics. He was the pre-eminent master of these having been raised to rule since birth, and rule was trusted by them all in his capable, imaginative and strong hands.

********

Only Hephaestion stayed whilst Alexander continued to look closely through the pile of maps and at length he looked up at his friend. “Why do they trust me Hephaestion?” he asked with a troubled look in his eyes.

“How could they not?” replied Hephaestion with a slight shrug of his shoulders. “We all know you do not take decisions lightly, we also know you are divinely inspired… The light of Ammon shines in you Alexander, and until that dims, we will all always follow you… to the ends of the earth if needs be.”

Alexander looked down at the maps once again, both hands clasping the sides of the table. He took in a deep breath and when he looked up at Hephaestion once more, a look of deep certainty and power emanated from his cerulean blue eyes.

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And Spoil the Child Ch. 01

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Chapter 1 – College

“Oh, God, God. You aren’t giving me time to adjust, Professor. What’s the hurry?”

“I . . . I have to finish you early this afternoon, Spiros,” I huffed. “I have a two o’clock appointment.” I had my Greek god of a graduate teaching assistant doubled over the arm of my sofa in my office, and I had plowed my way eight inches into his ass.

“Ahh, ahhhhh!” he moaned. “At least let me spread my legs. Allow me to open up more. You are just too thick and long.”

I had had his legs encased between mine, tightening up his ass to maximize the friction, and the palm of one hand buried in the middle of his lithe and sinewy back, pushing his chest down in the cushions of the sofa. But now I brought my own torso down, my nipples digging into his back muscles, and my hands snaking around him, one hand going to his nipples Büyükesat Escort and the other to his flat, pulsating belly. I pushed his hips higher across the sofa arm, finding new depths with my throbbing cock.

I leaned my lips close to his ear. “I thought you loved my thick, long cock,” I whispered. “I thought my eleven inches was what attracted you to applying to be my assistant.”

“That’s right,” he gasped. “But you’ve always given me time to adjust before.”

“Do you want me to stop, Spiros?” I asked. “I would never force you.”

“No, I want it, Professor. But you’re splitting me. Please let me widen my legs.”

“You were getting too used to it the other way, Spiros. I haven’t heard you moan the way you did the first time for weeks now. I want to hear that moan Elvankent Escort again.”

“Please, Professor. Oh, oh, ahhhhhh!” I had pulled nearly all the way out of him, and slowly pushed in again. Then he did start the old familiar moaning, as I stroked him in long strokes.

“Uh, uhhh, uhhh. It’s never been this tight and this deep before,” he moaned.

“And yet I haven’t reached bottom yet,” I whispered in his ear again. “Tell me, did you go and get tested like I asked?”

“Yes, Sir. I’m clean, Sir.”

“I’m glad to hear that, Spiros. I’m very pleased to hear that.” And then I pulled all of the way out of him, but I kept his body encased in mine, and I stayed out only long enough to roll the condom off my cock. Then I slid back into him, throbbing penis skin sliding Beşevler Escort along undulating ass walls.

“Sir, Sir, but Sir. Oh my God! Oh fuck. That feels so amazing. Oh, Sir! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh.”

“Do you want me to stop now?” I asked. “Just another inch or so. Can you feel it? Can you feel my throbbing cock head?”

“Yes, yes, I feel it. No, please don’t stop! I’ve never been filled like this before. I think I’m going to c-u-mmm!”

I stuck my tongue in his ear and then closed my teeth gently on his ear lobe, and with a scream of ecstasy, he shot his load, spilling his young, hot seed on the leather sofa cushion.

“And I think I’m about to shoot too,” I said in a low, husky voice. “Have you ever been barebacked before? Do you know if it feels to be flooded?”

“No, never. Oh, God, oh God!” And he felt it now, as I unloaded deep inside him.

We laid there for a couple of minutes and then I told him he’d have to quickly dress and clean up the sofa and take off so I could prepare for my two o’clock appointment. I watched his twitching little butt go out my door and felt quite pleased with my choice of teaching assistants this semester.

(To be continued)

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Bathhouse Heaven Ch. 11

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Only slowly did I become aware of my cock deliciously hardening in a stranger’s mouth, the pleasure drowning awareness of its source. When I first began visiting the bathhouse, I always tried to use a condom, but over time, eager cocksuckers had turned me into a devotee of letting my bare cock be sucked off by strangers. The turning point in my caution occurred the first time it occurred to me that after my cock had already been in a man’s willing mouth, a condom did not really matter. Particularly in comparison to the sheer ecstasy of being sucked.

A reality clearly known to just about everyone in the bathhouse, where condom use involving oral sex is almost non-existent. For reasons that any man who has felt the difference between naked and covered sucking understands, particularly when the person giving the blow job wants an uncovered cock – and hot cum.

Fingers had begun touching now stiff nipples, making me moan and sink deeper into the sensations coming from a wetly surrounded cock. My left hand was stroking a stiff cock, arm stretched over the head of the man on his knees that had so easily managed to make me his willing slut. I was bent to the right, licking a man’s nipple as my hand slid over and around his armpit.

This Sunday mid-afternoon, the steambath was the most crowded I had ever seen, with easily 15 men in the darkened back all having sex, a feast for those with eyes and ears interested in male group sex. To be honest, pretty much all the people that come to this particular orgy room are the sort that cannot resist getting off together with other men. The steambath at a male only sauna has a certain universal appeal, regardless of whether a man is married, single, ‘straight’ or bi – to call all visitors gay is not quite accurate, though. Regardless of how one defines oneself, this means that having enjoyed such a steambath’s charms once, any bathhouse offers the opportunity to repeat the experience. And as has turned out to be true, there are always bathhouses around, because getting off with other men is irresistible once indulged.

However, this local bathhouse remains at the top of my personal list, with its stonework, mixed crowd of ages and types, and surprisingly relaxed atmosphere considering how many men hook up to have sex each day. Over the last year or so, it has felt as if more men are visiting, particularly on weekends. Generally, more crowded times seem to offer less promising opportunities in my opinion, as there comes a point where a larger number of men is inhibiting, not erotic. Not that one cannot have a lot of fun at such times, it is just simply somehow a less free and turned on mood in general. This is the primary reason to generally avoid visiting on a Saturday, for example.

Today was different, this most definitely not being the case now. Much the same had been true in the darkroom beforehand, filled with a dozen men having sex. Including myself, getting sucked by two men while watching and hearing the other men fucking and sucking, all of us sluts for such easily enjoyed sex. Along with going down on one man, sharing his cock with another, sliding my fingers over his balls and ass cleft, stroking myself the entire time, then kneeling and twisting to offer my rigid cock for him to worship. A promptly accepted offer, taking my guided cock ever deeper into his softly welcoming mouth. By this point, my now free right hand found the hard length of the other cocksucker, creating a hot threesome, intense but never dangerously close to orgasm.

When we finally broke up, I wandered around a bit more, passing several booths with men standing outside. This remains impossible to understand, even after almost a decade of getting off with other men at bookstores, theaters, and at the baths. Mainly because in all that time have I ever seen one of those men enter a booth with another man, though it must happen.

The men in at least Eryaman Escort three other cabins, one on his stomach, the other two leaning back with legs spread, were much easier to understand – and if the mood had struck, to satisfy. However, men just standing around who avoid all contact tend to be offputting, to be honest. The whirlpool tends to have this aspect as well – men who simply refuse all invitations, from subtle to overt.

The whirlpool had actually been this visit’s first stop, after finishing my usual glass of beer. Entering the water led to the sorts of pleasures I remember as being common in the past, the whirlpool also possessing its own delightful charms. Especially when stroking a hard cock, enjoying sex in public, having my nipple played with by the man to the left, while on the right, a man was massaging my foot as he rubbed it against his hard cock. Remembering just how good such mutual play is, sinking into a sensual paradise, shared by two other men, all of us indulging in uninhibited male touching.

It became impossible not to moan when the man to be left raised my foot, starting to bathe the sole with this tongue, before kissing and sucking my delighted toes, soon quivering on the edge of orgasm, a nipple being tweaked as I jacked off. Mind floating away in the pleasure of giving a stranger the opportunity to indulge his own sexual interests, looking at his sexy hard cock as he stroked it, my left hand on another hard cock, moving in the same motion as my jerking off. Group sex like this is irresistible, just letting the sensations flow, completely turned on in a place where men have sex.

Such an introduction, along with the encounters in the darkroom and steamroom, had left me in a truly aroused state when going downstairs for the second time, entering the steamroom, easily slipping into its erotic atmosphere, reaching out to play with cocks and nipples, feeling other men do the same to me. Quickly leading to a man bending down to take my waiting cock in his mouth. The tempting aroma of poppers was in the air, but I was much too turned on to open my own bottle at this point. After enjoying myself thoroughly, the heat had started to become a factor.

Pushing through the crowd, I was near the back wall, moving towards the front section to leave, when a hand brushed my cock, causing me to pause. Then turning towards him, reaching out to guide his cock against mine. The sheer sexiness of turned on cock is hard to explain to a man who hasn’t enjoyed it. A truth that remains probably the single most surprising aspect of having sex with other men. By this point, though they are obviously different, a hard cock or a wet cunt are equally appealing when turned on.

Soon, back against the smooth tiled wall, I started helplessly sinking into the sea of perfectly addictive sexual sensations. The heat no longer seemed so enveloping, the pressing of naked sweaty bodies against mine growing ever more entrancing. I was jerking off a cock, sharing the motion with another’s hand, as at least two hands played with my cock and balls, while another hand played with my nipples. Women do not seem to generally realize just how sensitive a man’s nipples are, especially when already aroused. On the other hand, most bathhouse visitors know very well from repeated experience, and are more than willing to share that knowledge in practice.

As time stretched, we formed a threesome within the larger group of horny men getting each other off, apparently everyone participating in an unrestrained orgy, all of us having completely surrendered ourselves to the sensations of slutty male group sex. It was rare to be surrounded by such uninhibited lust, even as we kept our attention a bit more focused.

We began kissing, first as a pair, but soon, we moved into a position where our cocks and tongues were touching and sliding. Sincan Escort The pleasure kept increasing, my mind feeling like it was sliding into a honeyed paradise, only slowly realizing, again, that my cock was being sucked by a kneeling stranger. Of course I let him continue taking my cock into paradise. knowing that my partner could sense what was going on, as another man joined us.

A stranger that soon easily took two cocks into his mouth, leading me to wantonly kiss the other man being sucked. Kissing when so horny has its own special sloppiness, a loss of fine concentration on both sides demonstrating just how turned on each man is, tongues probing and swirling and darting, lips sliding and pressing. Such wet and open mouthed kissing is fairly easy to enjoy at the baths, if one has the least bit of luck and is open to group sex in a crowd, like today.

However, what had been a threesome shifted and reformed, as the man next to the kneeling cock sucker left, slowly pushing his way through the crowding bodies. Watching him open a path let me see more of the steamy action, including a man just starting to be fucked, his expression completely aroused as a cock entered his ass. My left hand slid between two pressed men to reach his jutting rod, playing with his horny dick as he began to be fucked deeper.

My palm slid down, extended fingers gliding over his balls before making a delicate approach to the cock that was fucking him. Anal sex is an area where I have been personally very consistent with condom use. Yet in a way that almost but not quite feels hypocritical, I make no judgment concerning other men having sex bareback, doing my best to turn them on before and during their fucking, too aroused by their having sex to restrain myself.

With my cock having been thoroughly coated in saliva, and probably pre-cum considering the delightful slipperiness, it was unsurprising how addictively seductive it felt when the cock sucker stood up, his cock touching mine as he turned to kiss me. We soon became utterly involved, to the extent that all of the other men in the steamroom became irrelevant, including the man to my right, who was still playing with my nipples and kissing my neck as my tongue entered another cock sucker’s willing mouth. By this point, everyone in steamroom was fantastically and thoroughly turned on, engaging in free male sex, beyond any ability to control themselves as temptation and satisfaction swept through the space.

Today the steamy space was darker than normal, the sheer number of bodies reducing the amount of available light, adding to the sensual attraction, sight becoming less prominent as the sensations of intimate contact increased in intensity. Darkness adds its own less than subtle attraction to sex, as was distinctly occurring to all of us. By this point, men could no longer move past, and none wanted to, as hands and mouths worked their magic, rigid cocks unable to resist whatever opportunities arose.

My newly discovered cock sucker went down on me again, and I had almost decided to open the popper’s bottle when his fingers touched my nipples, causing me to sigh in contentment, unable to concentrate on the effort to do a hit. Which turned out to be fortunate, as he slowly increased the pressure of his tweaking, the pleasure from his mouth keeping the intensity from his squeezing becoming painful, while becoming increasingly erotic.

As this continued his exquisite nipple pinching, it approached what S&M involves, to be honest, pain being irrelevant in the ongoing waves of sexual bliss arising from my cock being enhanced by his perfect control of my willing nipples. For the first time, this truly felt like what my bi S&M loving friend has described, letting him treat my nipples as toys under his complete control. He almost made me cum several times before I finally had Etlik Escort to stop him, nipples on fire, desire no longer outweighing the pain.

He rose, kissing me passionately full on the mouth, my hand reaching down to join our cocks as we melted into each other, making out cock to cock. As our kissing swirled and danced, our cocks pressing without needing a hand, my hands reached down to his ass, pulling him tighter, as we started humping. He began to play with my nipples again, slowly increasing the tension as heavenly sensation continued to overflow from the increasingly intense pinching, starting to feel like fire burning my nipples.

A fire that filled my mind with a desire to let it keep going, loving what we was doing to me, almost cumming at the thought of being such a S&M slut. Naked in so many ways, surrounded by equally naked potential or former partners, moaning, brought to the edge of orgasm by addictive pain. I stopped him, finally, wanting to concentrate on something less challenging.

Now, really going cock to cock, grinding each other with male strength, no gentleness needed, being turned on by matched masculine solidness, mouths tight. He bent down to blow my rod at least twice, adding to the lubrication of mixed spit and sweat and pre-cum before returning to kissing and sliding our shafts together. At some point, my finger found his quivering hole, making him groan as he slumped in bliss, finger sliding past his ass ring while thrusting against his cock. Finally, we broke apart, and he staggered off as I patted his ass, then following in his wake through the fully filled steamroom. surrounded by men having sex with other men.

After showering off, I went upstairs to the darkroom, discovering it to be fairly crowded- Going past the gloryholes, I laid out on platform, finding the nearest man’s cock in short order, He left after a bit, to be quickly replaced by another man, whose mouth find my cock before my questing fingers found his. Soon, we filled the space to our mutual satisfaction, his mouth alternating with my hand on my slippery shaft as I stroked his erect rod. Finally, our shifting positions brought his cock in reach of my tongue, prompting me to start to lick his shaft and balls.

He sighed in pleasure, head sinking between my legs, starting to teabag me, tongue bathing my balls. Soon, his finger began to slide along my now quite slippery crack, spreading his spit over my ass, teasing me as I started sucking his stiff cock. We continued like this for a while, a couple of men briefly adding to the pleasure before withdrawing again as we remain focused on each other.

He settled above me, extended cock becoming available as he continued to lightly finger my slick asshole in circles, the motion irresistible. I began to teabag him, bathing his balls. The ongoing pleasure and its temptations had settled into a stable balance, causing me to get the poppers ready. He had begun to settle down, making it a bit challenging to take a good hit. Though since he paused, I was able to close the bottle and keep it in hand before letting the rush carry me away, as my tongue began bathing my cocksucker’s hot ass.

At some point, he started teabagging me. Spreading my legs wider in invitation, I did another hit, feeling his tongue slide into my crack. We were soon totally lost in a dirty hot anal 69, both of us pulling the other closer, using upper body strength to pull against hips, pressing tongues pleasuring a will slut’s ass. When his mouth returned to my cock, I did another hit, still in control of orgasm, if not really anything else, tonguing a stranger’s sexy soft ass in the darkroom.

I was not the only one using rush in the extreme dimness, the sounds of group sex clear around me as I began to wetly lap his now pulsing hole. His legs spread wider, lowering him against my face, his hard cock rubbing along my chest. Now getting truly poppered up while rimming his yielding soft ring, swollen cock surrounded by his slippery wet lips at its base, being deepthroated, experiencing the bliss of being sucked off as orgasm rose and filled his mouth with hot cum, rimming him in time with each pumping jet, giving in yet another of the heavenly dirty temptations found at the baths.

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Last Days

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Note: As usual, lots of anal and elements/attitudes of free use though it’s not set in either the Free Use world or the Sim. This time, it gets quite rough though with elements of masochism and mentions of blood at the very end though that’s not the focus. Still, skip if that’s not your thing.

*****

I found a subreddit and got really interested in the idea of tough military chicks taking it in the ass, so this is the product of that.

So this was it. This was how it was gonna end. The group of desperate souls I ended up with had a few half empty magazines between the lot of them and hardly any food or water. And to make matters worse, we were completely surrounded by those things. All in all, we were totally and completely fucked.

It just all went to shit so fast. One moment I’m at work just trying to pay my bills. The next, the worlds burning down around me and I’m hiding for my life in a department store.

The one good piece of news was the soldier with us. The bad news was her rifle had hardly any ammo. Yup. Totally fucked.

We kept hoping more soldiers would show up and deal with these things. But as the days went by, that hope faded more and more. The security shutters might have kept us safe from being torn apart, but it didn’t stop us from slowly starving or dehydrating.

I glanced over at Parker, our resident badass for the umpteenth time. She was Parker to me, just Parker since she never told us her first name. I didn’t know much about the military but the markings she had made me think she wasn’t just an ordinary grunt but some kind of Special Forces type. Looking over at her was sorta just a habit now. At first, I looked to her to get us out of here. I mean, she did try a few times, almost worked once too, but it always ended badly; with someone dying or getting hurt and us having to run back inside.

Now, I just looked over at her because she sorta calmed me down. I mean, I look outside and I just get reminded I’m probably gonna die one way or another. I look at the rest of the group and it’s just hopeless, panicking desperation. But with Parker? Well, she was pretty resigned to dying as well, but at least she kept her cool about it. It helped me keep my shit together too. Plus, she was just pretty. Though ‘pretty’ was a massive, painfully intense understatement. She was actually so hot I thought she was like a booth babe or some cosplayer at first. That was until I saw her drill holes between eye sockets with pinpoint accuracy one after another. Good God what I wouldn’t give for some more ammo to give her.

We’d already run out of water and the only thing we had left was beer. Too bad it was fucking non-alcoholic beer. I felt like burning the store down just for carrying the stuff and forcing me to die drinking it. Still, it was better than nothing and it was almost fitting to go out with a bottle in hand. If only it weren’t fucking non-alcoholic.

I went over to Parker and handed her one of the useless fucking drinks. She gave the bottle in my hand a weary look before sighing and taking it.

“I know,” I said.

I’d been keeping close to Parker ever since we got trapped in here. I liked to think I didn’t annoy her as much as the rest of the panicking civilians did so she tolerated me following her around. We found some seats to plop our asses down in and drank the last things we had.

We drank mostly in silence but I eventually broke it to ask “You got any regrets?”

“Too many to count, Jacobs,” she said wearily. “How about you?”

“Plenty. Heh, even got a recent one that stings something fierce too.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

I gave her an embarrassed smile. “Right before everything went to shit, I was having a night out in town. Me and my roommate managed to bring these two girls back home with us. The one I was with? God she was wild, up for anything. It made me want to push my luck. Since I’d never done it before, I asked if she did butt stuff.”

Parker gave me a wry smile and laughed. It was musical. It didn’t suit her fatal demeanor at all. It was nice to listen to. “So what’d she say?”

I grinned back. “Like I said, she was wild and up for anything. Too bad my fucking roommate fucked things up with her friend. I hear a scream and the next minute her friend blows into my room, tells me they’re leaving and practically pulls the girl off me.” Remembering that infinitely frustrating night I closed my eyes and groaned. “Came this fucking close to finally putting it in a girls ass. And now I’m gonna die before I get another chance.”

I didn’t know what I expected from Parker but silence wasn’t it. I didn’t really talk like this to women but didn’t think it would bother her since she was military and probably dealt with her fair share of guy talk. I may have been wrong though because Parker was quiet for a long time after my story. She just seemed to be looking at me considering.

Eventually though, she just shrugged. “Alright, I’m game,” she said.

“What?” Cebeci Escort I asked confused.

“Smooth. You know, you could’ve just asked. No need for a story, it’s not like being rejected matters much at this point.”

Realizing what she meant I stuttered. “Fuck, no, no, really, I didn’t mean it like that. It really did happen like that and I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just complaining was all.”

Parker spends another moment considering me with a blank expression. “Huh. Alright I believe you,” she said simply. “So you wanna try anal with me then?”

“What?” I said dumbly.

She shrugged again. “Look, we’re all probably gonna die. It really puts things into perspective. So you wanna do anal? Fuck it, I’m down. You’ve never done it, I’ve never done it and we’re not gonna get another chance. So let’s fucking do it and cross one thing off the list.”

I was stunned by the reply. “Are you serious?”

“100% mate. You wanna do my ass or not? I don’t care either way.”

I swallowed hard. “Uh, yeah. Yeah I do.”

“Cool. Get undressed then.”

“What, right here? Shouldn’t we-”

“Find a room? Yeah, not exactly much in the way of privacy. Honestly, who fucking cares if everyone sees us, nothing fucking matters anymore man, don’t you get it?”

The fatalistic attitude might’ve worried me if I wasn’t so excited and horny at the idea of sticking it in her ass. So instead of asking if she was alright, I just went along with it and started getting undressed like she said. Besides, we were in fairly far off corner of the store and no one really had a reason to go looking for us. Maybe if we were quiet, we could get away with fucking without anyone knowing.

When I pulled my pants down, Parker got a good look at the massive tent I was pitching. “Huh. You’re eager.”

“Yeah, sorry. I really was looking forward to trying anal with that girl. If it weren’t for the whole imminent death thing, this would be a dream come true.”

“Well aren’t you sweet,” she said. Parker continued to eye my crotch. “Huh. That’s actually a pretty big dick.”

Being a bit over eight inches long and rather thick, it was a pretty apt summary.

“Thanks.” I can’t help but smile. “Hey, pretty sure we’re both supposed to undress for this to work.”

Parker certainly wasn’t shy. As soon as the sentence left my mouth, she shucked off her military fatigues and pulled off the undershirt. The hard, athletic body underneath was every bit as sculpted and perfect as her face was. Seriously, what was a girl like this doing in the military?

Her pants followed suit immediately after and just like that Parker was buck naked in front of me.

“Wow,” I said almost in a daze. “You’ve got an amazing body.”

“Thanks. So how do you want to do this?”

Here was the hottest girl I’d ever seen in my life casually asking me how I wanted to do her ass. Seriously, this might actually be worth dying for.

Looking around, I thought furiously about how to make things perfect. Seeing a furniture display area with stools, I knew exactly what I wanted.

“See those stools over there? Do you think you could sit your ass off the end of one?”

Parker shrugged and went over to one of the stools. The lack of enthusiasm on her part was a little disappointing, but the fact she was going through with this at all more than made up for that.

Swallowing hard I followed behind. Parker did like I asked and sat with the back of her ass hanging over the edge of the swivel stool.

“Like this?” she asked, looking over her shoulder.

She wasn’t arching her back or trying to look sexy at all. But it didn’t matter, it was still literally the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. Her just sitting there, waiting for me to bugger her without a care was just too damn good.

“Yeah, that’s perfect.”

“Alright.”

A veritable flood of precum was leaking out the tip of my cock. I figured who needed lube when there was this much. Grabbing my cock with one hand I started smearing the natural lubricant into her backside and grabbed a handful of her tits with the other.

Parker chuffed loudly when she felt my hand wrap around her tit. “You know, it’s funny. Back in training, one of the other SF candidates got a little frisky, decided to cop a feel. I broke his wrist for it. Now? I don’t even give a fuck you’re gonna assfuck me in public… Shit, I wonder if Clark made it out.”

I didn’t get the feeling she was talking to me so much as she was talking at me. So I just kept fondling her tit and getting her back entrance wetter. I had planned on just pushing in when she was slick enough, but thinking about what she said, I thought maybe I shouldn’t push my luck too far.

“Hey, so my cocks basically leaking precum like faucet so I think this should be fine. But if you want, I can use more spit or even try look around for some real lube.” I desperately hoped Kolej Escort she didn’t go for the latter suggestion.

“Nah, it’s cool man. Just stick it in whenever, I can take it.”

I swallowed hard. I don’t think she realized how hot what she just said was.

I started applying pressure and found even with all the precum, her ass refused to let me in, she was just too tight. After sliding off her several times, I said “I think you’re gonna have to cooperate.”

“That’s what I’m doing aren’t I?”

“No I mean, when I try pushing in, you have to push out with your ass. You’re too tight and I can’t get in without a little help.”

Parker looked over her shoulder and squinted at me suspiciously. “That sounds like you know what you’re doing. I thought you’ve never done anal with a chick before.”

I gulped. Parker was pretty devoid of emotion but I didn’t want to see how far that went. I explained “Really, I am. But I’m also a dude and I’ve seen a lot of porn. It’s something I heard before.”

“Uh huh. Alright, try it again.”

This time, Parker did push out and with a sudden thrust, I slipped inside her ferociously tight asshole. Having watched a bit too much porn, I didn’t take it slow like I should’ve and continued pushing in, feeding her ass more and more of my cock without letting her adjust to it going in.

Parker sucked in a sharp breath of air when I popped in and groaned as I kept shoving myself into her. “Fuck. So this is anal huh? How the fuck do those porn chicks manage it, Christ. Feel like I’m being split in half.”

I realized I was hurting her when she said that and paused. But then I realized she hadn’t actually told me to stop. Duh. Right. She was military. She was tougher than she looked and wouldn’t back down from a little pain. I could take advantage of the tough girl thing she had going so I started pushing in again.

I still felt like she was talking at me rather than to me, but replied nevertheless. “They usually stretch beforehand and they aren’t anal virgins. You’re kinda diving into the deep end here.”

“That right?”

“Yeah,” I said, feeding her another couple inches.

“Fuck. How far in are you?”

“About two thirds. You want me to stop for a second?”

“Nah. Fuck it, it’s just pain.”

“You’re the boss,” I said, a smile creeping onto my face. She was just too good to be true.

I slowly inched my cock in, savoring the feel and heat of her anal walls tightly wrapping around me as I broke new ground in her. It wasn’t too long before I was finally balls deep and resting against her ass cheeks. Looking down I saw her asshole looked stretched dangerously taut around my cock. It looked obscene seeing something so big in a hole so small, it looked wrong, it looked perfect. I sighed in pleasure. Yup, this was worth dying for.

“God this feels so good,” I sighed out.

“You like anal then huh? Good for you. Me, I don’t quite see the appeal,” Parker ground out.

I gulped nervously. “Does that mean you want to stop?”

“Shit, I’m not evil. I’m not gonna blueball you that bad Jacobs. You can fuck me until you cum.”

“That won’t take long,” I said relieved.

“That good huh?”

“God, you’ve got no idea.”

“Well, I’m glad one of us can snag a little happiness before the end.”

“This is more than a little,” I said. I felt a little bad she wasn’t enjoying this as much as I was and asked her to see if there was anything at all she might like about it. “How’s it feel for you?”

“Argh, like I’ve got a massive cock tearing me a new one. Shit, what do you think it feels like?”

“Sorry. There’s really nothing at all you like about it?”

“This ain’t a porno Jacobs. I’ve never had anything in there before so it’s not like I’m gonna just cum from being assfucked now am I?” she said.

I was about to ask if she was sure she wanted to keep going when she continued. “Though, maybe there’s one good thing… I feel really full… It’s not all that bad a feeling.”

It was a small admission, but I still grinned like a madman hearing her admit there was something she liked about being sodomized.

Catching my expression, Parker rolled her eyes. “Fucking dudes. How about you show your appreciation and eat me out when you’re done, I still can’t get off to this shit.”

I happily agreed. “I can do that.”

I went back to stroking my cock into her while squeezing her tits with both hands. Other than the occasional grunting, she didn’t react much and let me have my way with her ass and tits. I kept thinking about how lucky I was as I plowed into Parkers virgin tight ass. I’d never been with anyone as hot as Parker before this but now I was getting a chance to basically treat her like a fucktoy, it was like a dream come true.

The fact she basically gave me free reign combined with the fact she never complained made me slowly but surely get rougher Yenimahalle Escort and rougher with her. All the stuff I’d seen in porn suddenly popped into my head and I figured now was a good a time as any to try it all out on someone.

I started off by just taking out my cock and dipping the tip back in repeatedly. I liked the reaction it got out of Parker. Every time I left her ass she’d relax a little. Then when I followed it up by shoving the tip back in she’d tense up and groan.

I escalated to longer and longer strokes in and out. When Parker still didn’t try to stop me, I graduated to pulling it out and just slamming the whole eight inches back inside her in one go. Every merciless, sudden insertions drew a litany of curses from Parker. She was gripping the edge of the countertop with white knuckles and groaning constantly but never once complained despite the discomfort she was obviously going through. Seriously, being with tough girls was the best, they just took it.

Soon enough, I was basically treating her asshole like a sex toy, completely unconcerned with her own pleasure. Parker took the pounding like a champ. She just grit her teeth through it all.

The constant beating I was giving her ass was taking a toll and I noticed her asshole wouldn’t immediately close when I pulled my cock out. The more I suddenly slammed my cock in without warning, the longer it took for her asshole to wink close. It didn’t take too long before I was leaving Parkers asshole gaping every time I pulled out.

“God that looks so fucking hot,” I whisper unintentionally.

“What’s that?” Parker asked.

“Your ass, I’m starting to make it gape. Fuck, I’ve always wanted to do this.”

“Unh, well now you have. So what’s it look like?”

“Why don’t I just show you?”

Taking out my phone and opening the camera app, I snapped a few quick shots and passed it over to Parker.

Parkers brows raised. “Shit. You really did a number on me… Fuck, I can’t believe my asshole looks like that now. Heh, so much for being an anal virgin.”

“You, uh, don’t seem to mind much.”

Parker shrugged. “Like it matters some guy puts it in my ass now. None of it matters anymore Jacobs.”

Maybe I was taking advantage of someone who was a little vulnerable, maybe I shouldn’t have even considered it, but at that moment, none of that mattered. The way she said it made me want to try pushing things further.

I sank back into Parkers welcoming asshole and let my cock marinate there for a long while before making my next move. Pulling out finally, I grabbed Parkers shoulder and spun her around. She seemed confused at what I was doing, even as I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down. My cock was practically in front of her face by the time she realized what I wanted. She cringed slightly at the realization and didn’t move any closer.

“It’s something I’ve always wanted to try,” I said, prodding her along.

Parker spent a second thinking it over before she shrugged. “Fuck it, why not.”

She opened her mouth and wrapped her mouth around the cock that’d just been up her asshole. If there was any hesitation still there, I couldn’t tell. After a few seconds of sucking me off, I pulled away from her and spun her around again to get more of her ass.

I rammed myself back inside her asshole as deep as I could and stayed inside for long moments before pulling out and going back to her mouth. It was already invitingly open when I spun her around this time and I easily buried myself in her throat. I reveled in making her taste her own ass and treating her like a whore. It turned me on like nothing else seeing her go along so easily with all the degrading shit I was making her do without a care.

I lost track of time as I spun her around, endlessly going back and forth between her asshole and mouth in a sodomistic frenzy. The way Parker took it all in stride drove me wild and just encouraged me to try more and more things. I started pulling her hair back so I could spit on her face as she was going ass to mouth. I would push Parker’s face down on my cock, forcing it into the back of her throat and making her gag and hold her down there until she was out of air and slapping my thighs desperately before I let her up.

But nothing I did got anything more than a slightly annoyed glance from Parker. If I had tried even a tenth of what I did with her before everything went to shit, I think she might’ve broken more than my wrist, if she was feeling kind. Now though, she let me get away with every humiliation I could think of.

It was all too much. I finally felt my balls tightening and urgently went back to bottoming out roughly in Parkers asshole for all it was worth. Using her asshole to milk the cum out of my balls, I pulled Parker into me and shot what felt like the biggest load I’d ever had into her ass. The orgasm rolled on impossibly long, feeling almost endless as I pumped spurt after spurt after spurt into her.

I continued hugging Parker into me, holding comforting handfuls of her tits as I slowly came down from the orgasm and grew soft.

I was about to pull out when I realized it would be a wasted opportunity. Parker was letting me get away with anything I wanted to try, so I figured I should try one more thing I’d fantasized about.

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Ryan rolled over and stretched. His cock hung limp against his thigh as Marisa lay pressed against him. He felt her fingers glide seductively over his chest, down his rib cage and across his abdomen. In his head he was silently begging for a break. He’d already come several times as had she, but she was still hungry for more. He hated to admit defeat, but he knew his cock was finished and admitting that to any woman was a hard thing for a man to do.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as she scooted down the bed and began to stroke his cock with her callused palm. Ryan kept his eyes closed and thought back over the past several hours. He had arrived at the hotel that Marisa had paid for and immediately had her pushed against a wall and was working to fulfill fantasy number one.

Marisa was older than him and by all accounts he should have been the one wearing her out and that had been his plan, but as he lay there panting and feeling her mouth wrap around his rod, Ryan had to admit that he was done. “Babe,” he said in a tone of unspoken disappointment.

“Hmm?” she said around his cock.

He reached down and caressed her hair. “Babe, I can’t.”

She popped off his dick and looked up, catching his gaze. Ryan shifted nervously under her stare. “I’m sorry, but you’ve worn me out.” He hated the feeling of ineptitude that washed over him.

Marisa smiled. “Ryan, you’re not wore out.”

He chuckled nervously. “Marisa, I don’t know how better Büyükesat Escort to put it. I’m done. There ain’t a drop left in me.”

“Ryan, there are several drops left in you,” she whispered, before sliding up and kissing him deeply. “Want me to show you?”

Again he laughed. “Sure, why not,” he said, though inwardly he knew there was nothing left in him.

Marisa grinned and gently nudged his ribs. “Roll to your side,” she said.

He rolled over and waited for tender kisses to rain down on him. He felt her hand slide over his hip and wrap around his cock, the other moved between them and he asked her what she was up to.

“I’m getting some lube for my finger,” she whispered before nipping his shoulder.

Ryan listened to her moan softly and knew what kind of lube she was gathering. Her pussy was full of their mingled juices and from the groans of pleasure she was making, it was still sensitive to her expert touch. While she slowly masturbated and stroked him, she explained that she was going to finger fuck his ass and reward him for all the hard work he’d put in.

He lay on the bed, shaking his head in disbelief, but willingly going along on the ride. His cock had started to show promise, but it was far from erect. “Do your worse,” he said, before closing his eyes. He felt her fingers roll over the head of his cock and down the swelling veins. Then he felt the bed shift and knew she Elvankent Escort was ready to begin rewarding him.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” she asked.

“Not really. I had a girlfriend tease my hole a couple times, but she never went beyond that.”

“Mm, well after tonight you’re going to insist all your lovers do.”

He looked back at her and grinned. “Is that so?”

Marisa nodded her head. She held his gaze, while pressing her pointer finger between his ass cheeks. She winked when she teased the tight puckered hole of his ass, then smiled when she slid her well-lubed digit into the tight orifice.

Ryan sighed in pleasure and felt a gentle tingling in his balls. “Feels good,” he admitted, but still his cock was not back to 100%.

“I’m glad,” she whispered, before pressing the tip of her finger against his prostate. Instantly his cock jerked and his balls tightened.

“Whoa!”

Marisa laughed against his back. She then began to massage the sensitive flesh, stroking the hidden skin and pressing kisses to his back. Her other hand continued to pump his cock up and down, keeping him constantly stimulated. He was hard and his eyes were bulging as his pulse raced and his mind began to cloud. “Holy fuck!” he hissed through clenched teeth. He heard her chuckle again.

“See baby, I knew you weren’t done yet.”

He choked out something inaudible and again Beşevler Escort she was laughing to herself. He felt the pressure on his prostate lesson as she shifted on the bed. “Move just a bit,” she whispered. Ryan opened his eyes and looked down. Marisa had moved herself so that could blow him while fingering his tight ass.

“Jesus,” he groaned when she opened her mouth and inhaled the head of his dick. Everything he had ever thought he knew about his body was wadded up and thrown away. As Marisa sucked him down and massaged his prostate Ryan saw stars and felt a swelling in his chest that couldn’t be explained. “Oh fuck me,” he hissed. “Fuck – damn – God damn – Fuck.”

Marisa moaned around his dick sending a wave of vibrations over him. She continued her assault on his ass until he pushed her head down and forced her to take his full length down her throat. He shot a load of cum into her mouth that had her choking. He barely comprehended her need to breathe and had it not been for the threatening feel of her teeth on his rod, he would have unknowingly kept her anchored to him. But the pressure was real and invaded his mind just enough that he moved his hand from the back of her head. She popped off and pushed his prostate again with her finger. He shot another glob of cream over her face and she thanked him for it, before popping back onto his cock to urge more hot milk form his balls.

When Marisa was finished with him, she pulled her finger out of his ass and licked her lips. “See, baby. I knew you had it in you.”

Ryan shook his head in disbelief as he rolled onto his back and pulled her over his body. “Marisa, I don’t know what the fuck you just did, but you damn well better do it again before this weekend is over.”

She smiled wide, kissed his lips and promised to do that and a whole lot more.

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