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[twisted-talez]

“Fill me with your seed,” I begged as my stepdad thrusted deep into my bowels from behind, biting at my neck playfully, driving me wild. Christ, he was a fuck machine. His big cock had swollen inside of me, his balls on the precipice of seeding my ass. “Breed me,” I pleaded. “Put a baby in me.”

“You’re pregnant?” I gasped a month earlier when my mom broke the shocking news that she and my stepdad Clark were expecting a baby. “How did this happen?”

“Well, when a man and a woman love each other,” Mom began in jest, “the man will put his penis—”

“Jesus, Mom,” I groaned, covering my ears mockingly. “I know how sex works. But what I don’t know is why you and Clark would want a baby. I mean, aren’t you a little old to be having—?”

“Watch it,” she cut me off, raising a manicured finger. “I’m only thirty-six. You know I had you when I was really young. My body is still perfectly capable of having more children.”

“But why another kid?” I whined. “Am I not enough?”

“Baby, you’ll always be enough for me,” she pulled me into her arms. “But you’re all grown up. And even though Clark is your new daddy, he didn’t get to raise you. He wants a child of his own to bring up. And I want to give that to him.”

The baby was just one more reason for me to hate Clark. He had turned my world upside down when he and my mom got married. It had always been just Mom and me, and now there was this new man in the way. We had moved into his house, and he had all these rules about what I could and couldn’t do, even though I wasn’t a kid. He even gave me a hard time when I got my first tattoo, which was none of his fucking business.

But what I really hated about my stepdad was that he was fucking hot—a total DILF. Clark was sexy as fuck, and took amazing care of his muscular body. It spoke volumes that he was pushing fifty and yet could score my hot mom, almost fifteen years younger than him. And he was hung like fuck. Even at their wedding, you could see his massive cock snaking down one leg of his tuxedo pants. 

But despite my fucked-up attraction to my stepdad, I was happy for him. I knew how much he wanted a kid. And I knew Clark was going to be a terrific father, which is why I felt bad for him when my mom cut him off abruptly. 

“The doctor said no more intercourse for the rest of the pregnancy,” I overheard my mom telling Clark late one night. “That’s why I was having all that spotting. Your dick is too big. It was bruising my cervix, which can lead to a premature delivery. I don’t want that for our baby.”

“Okay,” Clark replied with resignation. “No more sex.”

“I can try to suck you off,” my mom offered feebly. “But you know I’ve been having such nausea. I can barely keep down food, let alone—”

“Babe, I’m a grown man,” Clark assured her. “I can live without sex for a few months until the baby comes.”

But I knew he couldn’t live without sex. Clark had a voracious appetite for doing the nasty. He and my mom fucked every night like clockwork, the headboard hitting the wall, the bed springs squeaking, Clark grunting his load into my mom as she moaned in ecstasy. She once asked if I could hear them from my room. I lied and said no, but the truth was the whole neighborhood could likely hear them. 

Thus, it was no surprise when Clark appeared in my bedroom one morning right after Mom had left for her pregnancy yoga class. He was freshly showered, a flimsy towel wrapped around his waist, doing nothing to conceal a raging boner. 

“You want me missionary or do you want to fuck me from behind?” I asked, stripping out of my clothes before he could say a word. 

“Jesus Christ,” Clark gasped. “Am I really that predictable?”

“Yeah,” I laughed. “Your pregnant wife can’t take your cock, and you’ve got a slutty gay stepson living under your roof. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to predict this would happen.”

“You’re—you’re cool with letting me fuck you?” he ventured, astonished that his plan to make me his new sex toy was going so easily. “You’re not weirded out because I’m your stepdad?”

“Not at all,” I laughed. “Why should I waste two hours looking for dick on Grindr when I’ve got a hot DILF with a raging boner standing in my bedroom?”

“Well—shit—then let’s fucking do this,” Clark bellowed, dropping his towel, a massive nine-incher springing to rigid attention.

“You still haven’t answered me,” I chastised playfully, reaching into my bed table for my lube and tossing it to him. “You wanna fuck me missionary or from behind?”

“Behind,” he answered, slathering his cock with lube. “I’m still feeling guilty about this—about cheating on my pregnant wife with her son. I think it’ll be easier if you’re not looking in my eyes while I’m railing you.”

“Works for me,” I replied, rolling over onto all fours atop my bed, presenting my ass to him. 

“I’ve—I’ve never fucked a guy,” he admitted, climbing on the bed behind me, his hard cock pressed against my knotted sphincter. “Do I just shove it in you?”

“Sure,” I agreed. “You can just—HOLY FUCK,” I screamed, suddenly impaled by his nine-incher as he jammed it up my ass.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he marveled while buried in my depths, his balls mashed against my sphincter as it locked around the base of his cock. “This is way tighter than pussy.”

“Go slow—go slow,” I begged as he began to pummel me at a breakneck pace, my hole on fire from his rapid assault. 

But my words were futile. And so I gave into the fight, riding out the pain as my body succumbed to my stepdad’s brutal beating in my bowels. Jesus, he was intense, pounding me relentlessly, hammering my hole mercilessly. 

“Fuck, you’ve got a hot cunt,” he growled, his breath warm at my ear. “No offense to your mother, but I can’t remember ever having pussy this good.”

“I’m glad you like my cunt,” I replied, trying to match his rhythm with my hips, his balls smacking my ass with each deep thrust. “Your big dick feels so good.”

“Yeah? You like this big dick?” he taunted, smacking my ass with an open palm. “You ever had bigger?”

“No,” I conceded, my eyes rolling back into my head. “You’re by far the biggest dick I’ve ever taken.”

“Not the first time I’ve heard that,” he gloated, smacking my ass again. 

With all his weight, he pushed me forward on the bed, his chest pressed into my back, kissing and biting at my neck as he continued to pummel my guts. My hands gripped the sheets as he ravaged my quivering cunt over and over again. 

“I’m feeling close,” he warned, his breath warm at my ear again. “I don’t normally cum this fast, but your tight hole is just too fucking good. I can’t hold back. You ready for it?”

“Fill me with your seed,” I begged as my stepdad thrusted deep into my bowels from behind, biting at my neck playfully, driving me wild. His big cock had swollen inside of me, his balls on the precipice of seeding my ass. “Breed me,” I pleaded. “Put a baby in me.”

“Yeah? Is that what you want?” he pounded harder. “You want me to knock you up, just like I knocked up your mama?”

“Yes,” I begged, his cock now throbbing in me, his first shot of cum taking aim in my bowels. “Impregnate me with your seed.”

“Open that cunt for me,” he ordered. “You’re about to get my seed—OH FUCK—YEAH—Here it comes—SHIT,” he grunted, his big dick discharging in me, his warm load spewing into my depths. 

Clark collapsed upon me, pinning me to the mattress, his balls still emptying inside me. I reveled in the knowledge that my stepdad’s DNA was now deep within me, his semen swimming in my barren bowels while simultaneously growing his spawn in my mother’s fertile womb. 

“Fuck, I needed that,” he exhaled, pulling out of me, his pearly load leaking from my wrecked hole. I clenched my anus, wishing to keep his warm seed within me. “I need another shower before your mother gets home from yoga,” Clark stretched and grabbed his discarded towel off the floor, ambling to his bathroom, his big cock swinging between his legs.

After he left, I stretched out upon my bed, his load still swimming in my depths. Balling up my pillow under me, I was soon fast asleep in post-coital bliss, my body succumbing to the serotonin surging through my veins. 

“How was your yoga class?” I asked Mom later that morning when I awoke from my nap and found her in the kitchen, making a cup of herbal tea. 

“It was good,” she smiled, rubbing her growing belly absentmindedly. “How was Clark’s cock?”

“Wh—what?” I stuttered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I know he fucked you,” my mom turned towards me. “Clark already told me it went well, that your ass was a good proxy for me. You know, it was my idea for him to fuck you.”

“I don’t understand. Why would you—?”

“Because I know that your stepdad can’t live without sex,” Mom cut me off. “And I could either sit back and wait for him to stray with some other bitch, or I could offer up your—uh—services to him.”

“So you’re not mad that I let your husband fuck me?”

“Not at all, baby,” she hugged me. “You’re doing us all a favor.”

“I—I promise it will stop when the baby comes,” I assured her. 

“I don’t know about that,” she countered. “Clark has an incredible sex drive and my hands will be full with the baby. Some days, I’m gonna be more than happy to let him pound one out in you. It’ll be a huge help to me.”

“I’m happy to help, Mom,” I assured her. 

“Thanks, baby,” she kissed me on the cheek. “That reminds me—Clark said to come find him when you’re ready for round two. That motherfucker’s balls are like a cum factory.”

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

[coralwitchyouth]

Black Muscle King of Strength and Beauty

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[twisted-talez]

“Dude—have you seen my lucky, black CK briefs?” my hot-as-fuck roommate Kyle shouted from his bedroom while combing through the shelf in his closet. “I need those briefs for my date tonight with that new bitch from Tinder.”

“I might have borrowed them,” I answered feebly as I entered Kyle’s room.

“Borrowed them?” he spat incredulously, his towel barely covering his junk. “Why the fuck would you wear my good underwear?”

“Well, I didn’t exactly wear them,” I started to explain.

“Just go get my fucking briefs,” he barked, losing his patience. “I need to get dressed.”

I promptly went to my room and retrieved his CK briefs from where they were balled up under my bed. Scrambling back to Kyle’s room, I handed them to him.

“Jesus Christ,” he exclaimed, examining the briefs. “There’s something dried and crusty all over them. Wait a fucking minute—have you been using my good briefs as a cum catcher?”

“I—I can explain,” I began to stammer.

“You don’t need to explain,” Kyle sneered. “All my friends have been telling me that you’re in love with me. And masturbating with my briefs proves it.”

“I’m n-not in love with you,” I stuttered.

“Christ, you can’t even deny it convincingly,” he scoffed. “Look—I don’t have time for this shit right now. I need to get ready for my date so I can score some fucking pussy tonight. We can talk about this later.”

With my tail tucked between my legs, I retreated to my room and listened as Kyle hurriedly dressed for his date. Slamming the front door, he then sped out of the driveway. I thought of sneaking back into his room and procuring another pair of his briefs in which to rub out a load, imagining Kyle fucking me instead of his Tinder bitch, but decided not to risk it.

It was late when Kyle returned home. I was already asleep and was awoken by a soft rapping at my door. “Can I come in?” asked Kyle tentatively, my bedroom door creaking open.

“I’m sorry about your briefs,” I apologized, rubbing my eyes as I sat up in bed. “I’ll go out tomorrow and buy you another—”

“Don’t worry about it,” Kyle interrupted. “I’m sorry for overreacting. We’ve been best friends since high school, and you know that I don’t give a shit that you’re gay, but I don’t think it’s healthy to be in love with me when you know I’m straight.”

“Honestly—I’m not in love with you,” I lied again, knowing he didn’t believe me. “What happened with the Tinder bitch tonight?” I asked, trying to change the subject. “Did you get all up in her snatch?”

“Nah,” Kyle denied, adjusting his package. “She said she doesn’t fuck on the first date. I couldn’t even get her to suck me off after dropping eighty fucking bucks on dinner.”

“Fuckin’ bitch,” I sympathized, trying not to stare at the obvious bulge in his pants.

“Yeah, well—I’m gonna go rub one out and hit the sack,” Kyle announced, taking leave. “See you in the morning.”

Through the wall, I listened as Kyle got ready for bed, washing his face and brushing his teeth in his bathroom, the water shutting on and off. The idea of him jacking alone in his bed was absurd, considering that I was more than willing to give up my ass to him. In a flash, I put a plan into action.

Stripping out of my briefs, I grabbed some lube from my bed table, greased up my hole, and sprinted to Kyle’s room. Through a crack in the bathroom door, I could see him rinsing with mouthwash. Quickly, I positioned myself on the edge of Kyle’s bed, my eager ass presented for his use and enjoyment.

“The fuck?” Kyle exclaimed, entering his darkened bedroom in only a pair of briefs, a shaft of light from the bathroom illuminating my ready hole.

I made no response, for no words would be sufficient to convince this straight man to fuck me. Rather, I put my faith in the primal laws of animal desire. Kyle’s cock had spent all day eagerly anticipating fucking some pussy, and yet it hadn’t happened. However, another hole was instantly available to him—a warm, wet, eager hole. All Kyle had to do was mount the hole and make it his. But would he?

Kyle’s hand was suddenly at the small of my back. A thick finger trailed down my ass crack and circled the puckered folds of my sphincter before finding its way inside me. Kyle was testing the waters, discovering that ass can feel just like pussy—maybe even better.

His finger withdrew as Kyle fumbled at pulling off his briefs. His hands moved to my hips, pulling me closer to him. A slight pressure at my orifice and—WHAM—Kyle was inside me.

“Fuuuuck,” he exhaled, thrusting balls deep inside me. I bit my lip, trying not to squeal in delight, knowing that his cock had to be at least nine inches to achieve the depth at which he had reached inside my guts.

Foreplay is rarely on the menu when a straight guy fucks a dude for the first time, and Kyle was no exception. Like a fuck machine, he revved his engine and went from zero to sixty in about three seconds. Pushing my head down on the mattress and raising my ass, Kyle began to jackhammer the living shit out of me with a violent intensity.

I wanted to speak. I wanted to moan and scream and tell him how fucking good his big dick felt inside my quivering cunt. But I was afraid to break the spell. In that frantic moment, I wasn’t me—Kyle’s best friend and roommate. Instead, I was an object, an inanimate void in which Kyle could dump his seed.

Over and over he pummeled me, grunting with each deep thrust into my bowels, his balls smacking my ass in response. The bed strained beneath us, the headboard banging the wall rhythmically. In that moment, breeding me was his only purpose in life. And from the way he was using my eager hole, it wouldn’t take long.

“Fuck. I’m about to bust,” Kyle announced urgently. “HOLY FUCK—SHIT,” he growled as his cock erupted and flooded my guts. His sweaty body collapsed upon me, pushing me down onto the bed, as his balls reached empty.

“Christ, I needed that,” Kyle exclaimed, extracting his cock from me. I could feel his load dripping from my wrecked hole as his body crashed onto the mattress, propping his arms behind his head. “That was way fucking better than pussy,” he smiled impishly, his libido satiated.

Raising myself off the bed, I started to leave for my bedroom. Having been fucked by more straight guys than I should ever admit, I knew that it was time to make my exit once the deed was done. Straight guys rarely want to see your face after breeding your ass.

“Wait—where are you going?” asked Kyle as he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms. “I like to cuddle after sex, if that’s okay with you?”

“Sure,” I answered, taken aback, my head resting against the downy fur on his chest. “I’d like that.”

“Why don’t you plan on sleeping in my bed tonight?” Kyle suggested, his hand caressing my back, his beard tickling my cheek. “I’d love to wake up to you riding my morning wood.”

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

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I met Aaron at a gay mixer where he was serving cocktails to the guests. I was completely out of my depth but I soon found solace in watching this handsome blond guy smiling and flirting with everyone as he carried his tray back and forth to the kitchen. When I finally got the nerve I asked him his name and when he told me Aaron but you have to let it roll off your tongue, I was more than a little interested.

By our third interaction I got the nerve to slip my name and phone number into his pocket. He gave me a naughty grin as he walked away. When he returned he handed me a drink with a napkin which had the message of ‘Call me. I get off at ten.’

That evening we ended up getting an ice cream and coffee and talked for three hours. We ended our night with a soul draining kiss outside a pet store. Two nights later he showed me just how amazingly talented he was with his mouth as he deep throated me in the back row of the latest Jason Statham flick. I’m no slouch when it comes to size but he took my eight inches all the way to the root without any ado. I was gobsmacked by his bravado and results. I came like a high school boy.

Things got kind of serious after that cause I sure as hell didn’t want to lose someone I had become so attached to like him. Especially when he was so fucking amazing at giving head!!

We moved in together and decided to start pooling our money to afford a decent starter home. It was going to be a while but we were committed. He had his gigs working for banquets and dinners at a local hotel while I managed fast food. Nothing glorious, but it was honest.

We still went out some times but the house was always in the back of our minds. Once we had it, I intended to propose to him. I just needed somewhere for us to live first.

Last month he found an ad at the bar offering two grand for anyone who could handle a full ten inches down their throat. It was offered by a fellow who was known to not only have money, but rather ruthless in how he dealt with people. I read it and blew it off, but Aaron saw it as a way to make some fast cash. I asked him if he was certain he could do it and he grinned and told me that I knew he could.

I warned him that this sounded like a bad idea but his bravado was backing down. He looked at me and told me,“ Baby, you take such good care of us. This is something that I can do to make things better for you. If you can handle watching me deep throat a well hung man, I can add two grand to our house fund.”

I wasn’t sure but Aaron was a grown man and I couldn’t tell him what to do. So I went with him when he went to see Mr. Miller for the offer. When we got to his office building, we were ushered into a small room where a man in an expensive looking suit met with us along with some paperwork.

He said that it was all necessary to ensure that Mr. Miller avoided any civil penalties as well as ensuring that payouts only occurred once per person. I read the paperwork over Aaron’s shoulder as he perused it. It basically said that Aaron would accept any accidental damage as his own in case of not being able to handle such large genital equipment. Aaron just snorted and flipped to the second page where the contract was. It said that should the fellator be successful in swallowing the entire ten inch penis, the reward of two thousand dollars would be his/hers providing he allow a photo to be taken and displayed upon the victory wall.

If the fellator agrees to perform said task but is unable to complete the task of swallowing all ten inches, the fellator forfeits the reward and agrees to become the property of Mr. Big Miller for the term of one year.

Well this made me pause. What if Aaron can’t take all of the dick? What happens then? I looked at Aaron, but he gave me his patented smile and told me not to worry. He’d been deep throating his black homies since he was in high school. They taught me exactly how to handle the really big ones and then gave me plenty of practice on theirs.

He just gave me a confident glare before taking the pen and signing the contract. Well, that is that.

The suited gentleman perused the signed contract and left with it. He returned two minutes later and escorted us to another room. We entered a more subdued lit room where a big man sat behind a desk wearing a robe. He looked up and gave us a leer that made my skin crawl. His robe hung open exposing a furry broad chest with a gold necklace showing a large dollar sign. Tacky! He smiled as he greeted Aaron and shook his hand. I could see he had a form grip as he the released and asked Aaron one last time if he was sure he wanted to do this?

Aaron just eyed his big broad frame and said that this was something he trained his life for. Miller just laughed and said he was sure he had.

Then he slid his chair back from his desk and ordered his assistant to bring the tape measure. As the suited guy knelt beside the chair, Mr. Miller opened his robe and discarded it onto the desk. He stood and as James, his assistant began manually stimulating his sizable equipment, Aaron and I watched in complete fascination.

When he got fully erect, James grasped his cock and placed the tape measure along the top of the beast. It measured in at ten and a half inches total. Miller stood there grinning at our astonished faces as he told us he wanted to verify that there was a long enough tool for Aaron to swallow.

I saw the fire burning in my boyfriend’s eyes as he greedily looked at the huge cock. He kissed me then squatted down on the floor in front of Mr Miller and looked up into his benefactor’s eyes before sliding his tongue out to sample the new challenge.

I heard Miller suck in some breath as Aaron open his full lips and wrapped them over the head of the cock. I heard Aaron moan as he slid his tongue over the head and began to move his head toward the crotch and two grand.

I could hear Miller groan as my baby slid his mouth slowly forward, as the dick head was surely entering into his throat. Over halfway in now and Aaron showed no sign of stopping as he kept bobbing his face lower and lower towards the root of beast.

In the theater, it only took Aaron a minute to take my whole rod, but he seemed to want to enjoy taking this cock in its entirety. After a half dozen bobs, though, Aaron was pressing his upper lip against the root of the colossal cock. I could see the stern look of pride from Aaron as he slid back up and then swallowed him back down again.

He did this a few times as he showed off his prowess and Miller wasn’t blind to the scene. He was enjoying having this handsome man kneeling before him and worshipping his huge dick.

On the seventh trip back to the crotch, Miller grabbed Aaron behind his ears and firmly gripped his blond head as he held him in place. I could hear him grunting as he held my baby’s head in place. I heard him to fucking get ready for the best tasting load he was ever gonna get. Then the big man let out a groan which turned into a yell as the big fellow unloaded down Aaron’s throat.

His body shook as he blasted away, filling my baby up with his seed. After coming, he sat back in his chair and signaled for James to approach. As Aaron sat back on his knees, he wiped the slobber off his chin and grinned over at me.

Mr Miller picked up the contract from the desk and said that in pursuant to the terms of our contract, Aaron, I am now claiming my new property.

Aaron looked up quickly in question as he thought he should be receiving two thousand instead. He tried to argue that he had accomplished the task required but Mr. Miller snapped his fingers and James pulled out the tape measure again.

Miller instructed Aaron to open his mouth and as my baby complied, James slid the measure inside his mouth until he hit the throat wall. He pulled out and stated two and one-eighth inches.

Miller sat there smiling and said that Aaron did an amazing job deep throating my cock. Probably one of the best I’ve had. However the contract was for deep throating ten inches of cock. My ten and a half inch cock was still two and an eighth inches outside your throat. You only secured eight inches in your throat. Not good enough.

However, over the next year, well have more than enough time to improve your skills to handle at least ten inches. I personally know five men with over fourteen inches each.

James will you please escort our latest addition’s partner out of the building? Thank you. Now let’s see what thrills await in the other end, shall we?

As I was roughly escorted out of the room, I saw Aaron looking completely lost at what just happened while Mr. Miller was greedily exploring his tight back end for further activities.

I never did see Aaron again after that. I saw on some adult web sites offering the amazing Suck-All, a pay per view show featuring a guy who looked a lot like Aaron but all I could see briefly were these African men with huge cocks smiling as they pressed some guy face first into their crotches. I just couldn’t handle seeing Aaron reduced to starring in those kind of films, even though the reviews really gave them high ratings.

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[amandahuggenkiss1]

I handed Derek another drink as he laid on the float with his feet crossed on the side of the pool. We’d only known each other for about a day now, but he was now floating in my pool in a very small and familiar pair of underwear.

We met when Derek had approached me in the locker room at our gym to hand me my travel-sized shampoo I’d apparently dropped on the way back to my locker from the showers. We were both buck naked and openly checked out the other’s body as we touched hands to exchange the small shampoo bottle.

“You dropped this back there,” Derek said with a slight smirk.

“Sounds about right,” I smiled, “My wife always gets pissed at me for losing shit.”

“I know, right?” Derek smiled, “but at least our wives aren’t allowed in here.”

We both laughed before Derek stuck out his hand and introduced himself.

“I’m Derek,” he said shaking my hand.

“I’m Todd, nice to meet you,” I said giving his hand a squeeze. “I’ve seen you here a few times. You’re a beast with the weights.”

“Thanks, man,” Derek smiled and looked at the ground. “Oh, are these yours?”

Derek bent down and picked up a pair of damp, sweaty bikini briefs and held them in his hand as he looked at them.

“Damn, Todd,” he said as his eyes got big, “these are fucking tiny, bro. How do you even get these over that big butt?”

I looked at the bikini briefs and back into Derek’s eyes as he waited for my answer.

“Those aren’t mine,” I said with a laugh. “I wear jocks because my ass won’t fit in shit like that.”

Guys were always leaving underwear in the locker room, so neither of us were really surprised they weren’t mine. We made some more small talk for a minute as Derek continued holding the sweaty bikini briefs in his hand. We told each other it was nice to meet the other and said we’d see each other around before Derek headed back to his locker on another row, but I quickly realized he took the bikini briefs back with him.

Derek dominated my mind for the rest of the day and I found myself jacking a load in my bathroom as I thought about his insanely muscular body … and wondered what he ended up doing with another guy’s bikini briefs. As I washed my hands after it occurred to me that I’d beat off thinking of a guy … something I’d done before, but it had been a while.

I returned to the gym at the same time the next day hoping to run into Derek again but figured It was a long shot since it was Saturday.

“Todd, how are you, man?” I heard a familiar deep voice ask from my left.

I turned to see Derek sitting on the leg press looking up at me. I smiled and checked out his muscular legs as my eyes discovered his shorts riding up and hugging his crotch. I could see his tight underwear straining as it hugged the start of his meaty ass. Then it hit me — Derek was wearing the same pair of bikini briefs that he’d found in the locker room the day before. I immediately felt my cock twitch.

“Hey, Derek,” I said shaking his hand as I stood over him with my crotch basically in his face.

I noticed Derek’s eyes inspect my growing bulge before he and I chatted about our workouts and eventually talked about our plans for the rest of our summer Saturday.

“I’m just going to take it easy and float in my pool with a drink,” I bragged excitedly. “My wife headed out of town this morning for an overnight trip with her friends.”

“That sounds amazing, man,” Derek said locking eyes with me. “My wife is out of town for work for another week.”

“Well you should come join me then,” I quickly blurted out.

I could see Derek thinking as I stood looking at him wondering if I’d overstepped or misread the situation. The truth is, I only have a few really good guy friends as they’d either moved away or we’d grown apart since I got married. I was probably a little desperate for a guy’s day, but I also just felt an attraction to Derek and wanted to be around him.

“Yeah, Todd,” Derek said looking up at me with a smile just as I was about to die from embarrassment. “Sorry, I was trying to figure out if I had anything else I was supposed to do today.”

“No, I know we just met, so I totally understand if …” I was starting to backtrack before Derek stopped me.

“I’d love to join you, man,” Derek said with authority while his eyes were sincere. “I’m just about done with my workout. How about you?”

“Perfect,” I smiled. “Yeah, I’m pretty much done.”

Derek and I headed to the locker room and decided that we’d just grab our stuff and head straight to my house instead of showering.

My cock throbbed in my jock pouch and tight workout shorts as Derek followed behind me in his Tahoe. I was excited to have guy time and relax, but I was also excited about the unknown.

I gave Derek a quick tour of my house before making us drinks. We stood around my kitchen and talked for a bit before deciding it was time to get in the pool.

“Do you want to borrow a swimsuit?” I asked Derek.

“Umm, no, man,” he said after swallowing the sip he’d just taken of his drink. “I’ll just wear my underwear, if that’s cool?”

“Of course,” I replied taking a sip of my drink to keep from smiling. “I’ll do the same.”

We floated for a while with our drinks as each of us stole glances at the other while we talked. I eventually got out and made us another round of drinks. I returned and handed Derek his drink as he laid on the float with his feet crossed on the side of the pool. He had a look on his face that I couldn’t decipher as he took the drink from my hands.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing, man,” he said after clearing his throat. “You just look pumped, bro. You look good.”

I felt myself blush as we both took a sip of our fresh drinks.

“Thanks, but you’re the one that looks jacked,” I replied. “You could be on the cover of a fitness mag.”

“Ha, bro, I definitely appreciate that, but I think you’d beat me out for the cover,” Derek complimented me.

With a dwindling friend group, I’d dedicated so much of my free time to working out and getting fit, so Derek’s compliment fired up a feeling I hadn’t felt in the pit of my stomach in quite some time … butterflies.

“We can share the cover,” I replied with a big smile.

“Deal,” Derek smiled back. “In your jockstrap and my briefs it might be a little too revealing though.”

I looked again at his bulge in the bikini briefs and remembered again that he’d taken them from the locker room.

”I hope you washed those before wearing them,” I said without thinking.

Derek looked down at his own bulge in the “borrowed” bikini briefs and then looked up at me with a laugh.

“Guess I wasn’t so slick at swiping these,” Derek chuckled. “You caught me,” he admitted. “To be honest, bro, I’ve got a bit of an underwear fetish.”

We both took a sip of our drinks again as our silence got louder.

“I feel ya, man,” I said breaking the awkward silence, “I totally do, too.”

That seemed to spark curiosity in Derek as he now absentmindedly ran his free hand down his abs.

“I have another confession,” Derek said sheepishly as we both felt the growing sexual tension.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I didn’t wash them,” he said watching for my reaction.

“Fuuuck,” I said loudly as I laughed and adjusted my bulge. “You’re a perv, man. I fucking love it.”

Derek smiled again after realizing I wasn’t judging him.

“You’re a perv too, huh?” He asked.

“Yeah, I just don’t have the balls to follow through with it,” I admitted.

“Good thing I do then,” Derek said with a devilish grin.

I felt myself blush again while also feeling my cock grow in my jock. Our vibe was electric with excitement building with each comment.

“Well, you can take whatever underwear you want from my hamper,” I replied. “We can swap for the pair you’re wearing.”

“This pair?” He asked as he wrapped his free hand around his bulge.

“That pair,” I confirmed. “Maybe you want this jock?” I asked now wrapping my hand around my bulge like he had.

“Hmmm,” Derek put his drink on the side of the pool and lifted himself off the raft and up out of the pool.

He now stood in front of me and looked in my eyes and then down at my big jock bulge. He put his hand on my bulge and held it before looking back up at me.

“I’ve already seen you naked, but I haven’t seen you hard,” he said keeping eye contact as his hand continued to move over my bulge. “Can I take these off of you?”

Our eyes both told the other that we were in need of whatever this was that was happening.

“Whatever you want,” I said quietly.

Derek put his hands on my waist and surprised me when he leaned in for a kiss. His soft, sensual and full lips turned me on as we stood making out slowly next to my pool. Our tongues wrestled lightly as we were both pleasantly surprised with the other’s kissing skills. We each pulled the other closer as our hard cocks touched through the thin fabric of our underwear. Derek lightly squeezed my ass as I ran my right hand up his abs and chest.

The doorbell rang jolting us back to reality. We looked at each other alarmed as we both wiped our wet lips and adjusted our bulges.

“You expecting someone?” Derek asked in a loud whisper.

“No,” I said confused as I headed toward the front door.

I looked out of one of the windows on each side of the door to see a man standing there in a bright green shirt and matching hat. I opened the door slightly with my body behind it and just my head showing through the slight opening.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Hi, I’m Dan from True Guard Gutters and have been working on your neighbors gutters and noticed that yours …” the stranger said before I cut him off.

“I can’t talk right now,” I said trying not to be rude. “Come you back another time?”

“Well my offer is only good …” the man started again before I closed the door and locked it.

I needed to get back to Derek and fast. I was so fucking horny for my new friend and hoped this interruption wouldn’t kill the fun we’d already started.

My worries were quickly squashed when I walked toward the doors leading to the pool and something caught my eye to the right. I turned to see Derek laid back on the sofa completely naked with his legs up and bent at the knees with his feet in the sofa, his left arm behind his head exposing his pit and his right hand stroking his thick, hard cock.

“Welcome back,” Derek said sensually as I took in this unbelievable scene in front of me.

“Thanks,” I said keeping eye contact as I pulled my jock off and let it fall to my feet.

I stroked my aching 8.5” cut cock in unison with Derek’s strokes. He licked his lips and smiled.

“You ready to ride my big cock, baby?” He asked.

“Fuck yeah,” I replied as I walked toward Derek.

“You already good to fuck, bro?” He asked. “You need to prepare or anything?”

“Fuck no, I went to the gym prepared and hoping you would be there,” I admitted. “I just need to grab some lube.”

“Nah, baby,” Derek said. “I want to eat that big ass for a while and get you nice and wet. Rimming a nice pink hole almost gets me off as much as fucking it.”

“That’s fucking hot,” I said leaning down and giving him a quick kiss and then getting on my knees.

I stuck my big ass toward him and leaned over the back of the sofa as he got behind me. His hands rubbed my ass cheeks before he pulled them apart and looked at my tight hole.

“Damn, baby, that is one perfect fucking hole, bro,” Derek said in a whisper before his tongue made it way inside me.

“Fuuuuck yeah,” I whined loudly as my new friend began feeding.

[underwearbulge46]

[nigelthree]

Big cock

[nununiverse]

Castro Supreme

[joejock1]

[amandahuggenkiss1]

I heard my boss on the phone as I walked in with a stack of Amazon boxes piled high in front of my face. I was trying to be quiet as he talked to one of our clients about doing some more work for them.

I quietly placed the boxes on the table and arranged them before looking up to see Brad standing at my desk in nothing but a jockstrap. In shock, I’d never seen Brad in anything other than a fashionable business casual outfit that his wife had picked out for him.

“That would be great,” Brad told the client. “I’ll have Mike send that over to you in the next couple of hours.”

Brad hung up with the client and looked around my work area while he held his phone with one hand and rubbed his exposed butt cheeks with the other. I didn’t know what to say or do since I’d already waited too long to make my presence known.

“Hey, Brad,” I said as I watched my boss jump a little from the surprise of me being there.

“Fuck!” Brad said with a smile as he turned toward me.

My eyes locked in on the large bulge in Brad’s jockstrap. Brad noticed and looked down.

“Sorry, you scared me,” Brad said, “And I didn’t realize how late it was.”

“Yeah, it’s 8 a.m. already,” I added looking at my watch. “Were you up early?”

Brad ran his hand over his hairy pecs as he looked up at me.

“Yeah, my family might be gone for a month, but I’m still hardwired to be up at 5 a.m.,” Brad replied. “Oh, and sorry for being pretty much naked.”

“Yeah, I was wondering if that was our new uniform,” I laughed. “If so, I’m grossly over dressed.”

My comment made Brad laugh. He put his phone on my desk and adjusted the waistband of his jockstrap and looked up at me.

“It takes me back to college … being in a jock,” Brad said. “My wife hates them, so I only ever wear them when she’s gone.”

“That’s crazy that she doesn’t like it,” I said sitting on another desk and crossing my big arms as I watched him. “You look amazing in them.”

“Thanks, Mike,” Brad smiled. “It’s nice to hear that for once.”

I felt bad for Brad. He runs a very successful small business that’s rapidly growing and his wife acts like she’s always annoyed with everything that he does.

“Well, you do,” I said looking at his body again. “You need to hear it more often. Since it’s only us in the office, you should just wear that the rest of the day — you don’t have any Zoom calls.”

Brad smiled again. I could see he liked the idea.

“A sort of guys-only type of situation isn’t it?” He asked. “That sounds good to me, honestly.”

”Then it’s settled … you’ll walk around in a jock all day and I’ll tell you how good you look,” I joked as I stood to head to my desk and get to work.

“Ah, no,” Brad said quickly, “if I’m wearing a jock then you’re wearing a jock.”

The thought of walking around in jocks with my boss was exciting but scary. While married myself, nobody knew that I was bi (except the guys at the gym I occasionally fucked), so I was worried I might get a boner in front of Brad.

“Too bad I don’t have one,” I said obviously joking and happy I wouldn’t be participating.

”I’ve got a ton, so head inside and pick one out,” Brad said. “Bottom drawer of the last set of drawers in my closet … way in the back.”

I knew not to argue and just headed inside from the guest house our office was set up in behind his main house. I passed the pool that looked inviting before heading inside.

I’d only been in Brad’s room twice to very quickly grab things like laptops he’d left next to his bed, so this new freedom of being by myself in his inner sanctum excited me. I found the drawer and squatted down and opened it.

There were a few folded tees that I moved out of the way. I pulled the drawer open as far as it could before seeing his pile of jockstraps. It looked like they were all from his college days as I wondered if they were really as dirty as they looked. I instinctively pulled a jock to my nose and inhaled. The amazing scent of Brad’s cock and balls whizzed through my body and immediately brought my own cock to life.

I did the same thing to another jock and then another. They were all ripe and intoxicating as I wondered if the one he had on was also dirty. Feeling bold and sexually charged, I took off all my clothes and stood naked in Brad’s closet as I hung my clothes on some hangers. My hard dick moved around with me as I made myself at home. I grabbed the jock I decided to wear and gave it another sniff before stepping into it. I pulled it up my body and over my erection before looking at myself in the full-length mirror.

“Damn,” I said quietly to myself as I checked out my 28-year-old former jock body.

I was suddenly excited to get back to the office to casually show Brad when I walked back in, but my boner was rigid and aching. I thought about shooting a load really quick while sniffing another of Brad’s jocks, but for some reason I just headed back to the guest house. My hard dick was obvious, but something inside me told me not to worry.

I opened the door to the office but didn’t see Brad. Had he gone inside? I sat at my desk before hearing a low groan from the bathroom. I slowly stood and quietly walked to the bathroom door. I heard another unmistakable moan and pulled the handle and opened the door. I don’t know why I did it, but my cock was now calling the shots.

“Shit,” I said loudly after seeing Brad on the toilet with his jock pouch pulled to the side as he jacked his huge meat.

Brad’s face looked a little pissed at first but my boss continued to stroke his long, fat cock as we made eye contact.

“I needed to cum,” Brad said as if a normal thing to happen at work.

“I can see that,” I responded as my hand touched my own full cock through the fabric.

“Looks so good on you,” Brad said a little seductively as he worked his cock. “How does it feel to wear my dirty underwear?”

“Feels fucking amazing, boss,” I said pulling my cock out and giving it a few strokes.

I was completely lost in lust at this point and could tell Brad was too. I turned and showed him my ass before bending over and showing him my tight pink hole.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Brad said before standing and putting a hand on my right butt cheek. “It’s so hot seeing you in my underwear.”

“It feels good on my cock,” I said still bent over and looking up at him. “Want to taste my ass, boss?” I asked to my own surprise.

“Fuck yeah, I do!” Brad said before quickly getting on his knees behind me and grabbing my butt cheeks.

Brad’s tongue sent shivers through me as it made contact. He was quickly immersed in my hole as he slurped, tongued and spit on it. He’s clearly done this before and enjoys it.

“Fuck yeah, Brad,” I cheered him on in a light moan. “That feels so good. Yeah, tongue that hole, stud.”

Brad reached around and stroked my cock as he tasted every inch of my hole his tongue could reach. I knew the natural progression would be him wanting to fuck me, but I’ve been waiting to pound his ass for so long.

“I want to ride your cock, Brad said answering the questions happening in my head.

“Where do you want me to fuck you, boss?” I asked as I stood and looked around.

“On your desk, Brad quickly blurted. “And then my desk. And the pool. I want to ride that big dick in every inch of this house.”

Without warning, Brad put his hand on my chin and pulled me in for a deep, sensual kiss. I’m not sure how it was possible, but I felt my balls tighten up even more as my shaft was so hard it could break glass. Brad is an amazing kisser who enjoys it. Our hands moved over each other’s bodies as we kissed. Finally, I broke the kiss and ran my tongue over his beautiful and sensitive nipples.

“Oh, shit! Brad moaned loudly.

His cock was dripping pre cum everywhere as I worked his nipples and the raised his right arm and began licking his hairy pits. He smelled so damn good as I slobbered all over him and inhaled his smell.

“God, I need that fucking cock, Mike,” Brad warned. “Stick it in me, dude!”

It was always hot hearing jockular words and phrases and I knew I also needed to be inside Brad immediately. I pushed him down on my desk and slapped his sexy ass.

”I’m not going to last long, but I’m going to breed your fucking hole with so much fucking jizz,” I warned as I pushed in him.

He didn’t even make a noise as my thick dick slid in. Brad was clearly no stranger to cock. I held onto the waistband of his jock and pounded his hole mercilessly as he quietly breathed and played with his nipples.

“Fuck, it’s coming, babe,” Brad was almost yelling now. “I’m going to thrash your desk with so much fucking cum, man.”

“That’s it, boss,” I said in his ear while still ravaging his sweet hole. “Take my fucking load deep inside, boy.”

That did it. Brad erupted and convulsed as I drilled his butt hard.

“Here comes my jizz, baby,” I said.

I’ve only come this hard once in my life, and that was when my baseball coach let me fuck him for the first time. My cum was now dripping on the floor as I continued to add to the mess inside him. I finally stopped and gave his ass a light slap before slowly pulling out.

We stood naked, sweaty and covered in jizz as we looked at each other and then smiled.

“Fuck, that was so hot,” Brad said. “I’m going to need you to move in while my wife is gone, so you’d better figure out how to tell your wife.”

I thought he was kidding at first but realized he was serious as he kept eye contact.

“Whatever you want, boss,” I smiled back.

“Now who’s the good boy?” Brad asked before kissing me again.

[jucareba]

[amandahuggenkiss1]

”You didn’t shower at the gym?” I asked my step son Brandon as I looked at his round ass in his tiny underwear.

“Nah, it was empty,” he said turning and flashing his handsome smile.

“That’s too bad,” I said running my hand over his butt. “You still need relief?”

“Yeah, I knew you’d be home soon to help me out,” he replied.

“Good boy,” I responded turning him around.

We smiled at each other and kissed deeply as his hands moved to my crotch. Brandon always loves my bulge, but nothing gets him hotter than feeling my bulge in my tight dress slacks.

My cock was aching to be let free as his hand massaged my package. Brandon’s touch always sent shockwaves through my body. I’d been needing release all day and couldn’t wait any longer.

“Let me get these off of you,” he finally said. “I know your cock must be pulsing.”

“Fuck yeah, baby,” I responded as I watched him work to free my thick penis.

Finally naked, Brandon gave my body a look before a devious smile crossed his face.

“I think I like getting fucked more by you than anyone else now,” he admitted.

“Even more than your coach?” I asked surprised as his hand lightly teased my shaft.

“Yep,” he said.

“Even more than your dad?” I asked.

“Yep,” he repeated.

“Even more than your … ” I started to ask before he interrupted me.

“YES!” He said frustrated. “I need it now. Fuck.”

“OK, baby,” I said giving him a quick kiss. “I didn’t know you were so horny, I’m sorry.”

He smiled and kissed me again before turning around and bending over the bathroom counter. His big ass looked so good in that underwear. I knew what to do and pulled the underwear down to his ankles.

“Can I taste that hole or do you need a pounding right away?” I asked hoping he wanted a rim job.

“Stick it in, Dan,” he said agitated.

“I told you to call me dad when I’m giving you my dick, boy,” I said in a stern tone as I lubed my cock.

“Sorry, dad,” he responded as I tapped my cock against his butt cheek.

“Good boy,” I said before sliding into his warm jock hole.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” He cried out as he smiled at me in the mirror. “Daddy’s going to seed me deep today,” he said as I rammed my cock deep inside him.

“I love my boy’s hole,” I grunted into his ear before a hard thrust.

“Ungh,” he moaned.

I was already sweating in the small, hot bathroom. I knew I wouldn’t last long, but I was already getting close to releasing my dad jizz into his tight sphincter.

“God, that’s hot,” I heard my biological son Aaron say from the doorway.

I whipped my head to look at him and smiled.

“What a nice surprise,” I said to my son as I continued to pound my step son. “Brandon didn’t tell me you were here.”

”I stopped by for my dad’s cock, but it seems he likes his step son’s hike better,” he smiled.

I laughed before shooting into Brandon’s perfect jock hole while holding his waist tight. When I was done I turned back to my son and smiled.

“You know I don’t play favorites, Aaron, but daddy was in need of a nut,” I said pulling out of Brandon’s messy hole. “Take care of your step brother and make sure he gets off as well,” I instructed. “I need to get cleaned up before my wife gets home.”

I gave Brandon a sloppy kiss and then gave one to Aaron.

“Play nice,” I said stopping at the door holding my clothes. “Next time we’ll do this together.”

[1964-dic]

[amandahuggenkiss1]

I arrived at our Airbnb in the South Carolina low country near Charleston the night before my buddies to get everything ready. They wouldn’t arrive until Noon the next day, so I got to enjoy some solitude before they arrived.

A wife and three small kids was a lot, and the only time I really had to myself was in the office or at the gym, so I woke up early and explored the house in the daylight while enjoying the quiet. I was naked a few minutes after getting in the house the night before and knew I wouldn’t wear much more than a bathing suit for the rest of the trip — if there’s one thing about me it’s that I love to be nude.

I made myself some coffee and went through each of the rooms making sure the accommodations were good for the guests. With four bedrooms and eight guys, we would each be sharing a room and most of us a bed. I was sharing my room with my best friend Chad, so I was happy we had the primary off by itself. Chad is also married with kids, so I knew we’d both be horny for our usual poundings as soon as he arrived.

There was no real point to these trips other than time away from our responsibilities and some amazing sex with other men. Most of us were either frat brothers or old childhood friends that were married, with the exception of Greg and Tyler — two masculine gay guys who lived out and proud in LA. They were the ones that kept things fun and exciting each week of these trips we did twice a year.

I was standing at one of the large windows in the sunroom looking out on the marsh when there was a knock at the glass door to my right. I turned and was jolted by the sight of a man standing there. He had on a button down that had the Citadel logo, jeans and cowboy boots. My heart racing, I walked to the door and answered it.

“Hi,” I said completely forgetting I was naked.

“Will?” The man asked as he openly checked out my body causing me to suddenly become modest.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” I said covering my junk. “I completely forgot I was nude.”

“No problem at all,” he smiled as he stuck out his hand. “I’m CJ — the owner of the house. We spoke on the phone.”

I was holding my cock and balls in my right hand and immediately switched to my left and shook his hand with my right.

“Sorry,” I said as we both realized we were shaking hands with the hand that had just covered my genitals.

“No worries, man,” CJ smiled. “I’m completely comfortable with nudity.”

“OK,” I said letting my left hand fall. “What can I help you with?”

“Well, I got to thinking about your guys trip and what you might do while you’re here, so I came to unlock the storage closet under the house so you could use our paddle boards and beach chairs,” he said. “Don’t want y’all to get bored.”

“That’s so nice of you,” I smiled at the handsome homeowner. “Thank you so much.”

“No problem at all,” he blushed a bit as I looked him over.

His tight Citadel button down and muscular body told me he was probably ex-military and straight laced, but the more we talked, the more I liked the guy.

“I also wanted to put up the two hammocks, make sure the grill had enough propane and all that stuff,” he continued. “I apologize, I’ve been busy with my practice.”

“Oh, what kind of practice?” I asked.

“I’m a dentist,” CJ replied as I noticed his wedding ring.

Figures that this built soldier was successful and happily married. His deep voice and light Southern accent made him even hotter.

“That’s amazing,” I said with a smile.

“Thank you,” he said looking down at the ground shyly. “You have beautiful teeth.”

It was my turn to blush as his compliment gave me a warm feeling.

“Well, how can I help?” I asked.

“Nah, you just relax and enjoy the calm before the storm,” he said. “I’ll just be in and out getting things set up, if you don’t mind.”

“My house is your … actual house,” I said as we both laughed.

With that, I took a seat in a rocking chair on the back porch with my coffee as he was busy as a bee all over the place. It was about 45 minutes later while I was almost asleep with my head against the back of the rocker when he cleared his throat. I looked up and was blinded by the sun before he moved in front of me and blocked it while my eyes focused.

“All done?” I asked looking up at him.

“Almost, but I wanted to show you a few things if you have a minute?” CJ asked.

“Of course,” I said standing up a little to close to him.

We were both quiet as we looked at each other. I noticed he was a little sweaty and had rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned a few more buttons on his shirt.

“Lead the way,” I said breaking the silence.

I followed CJ into the kitchen where he told me where everything was and pointed out a few things. After that, we walked down the hall to the primary where he turned to me when we got to the bed.

“There are a few sets of extra sheets for the king in the bathroom closet,” he said gesturing toward the bathroom behind him. “The rest of the beds each have one extra set of sheets in the upstairs linen closet. If your guys trips are anything like mine, you’ll probably need them at some point.”

My mind quickly tried to read between the lines of his comment as I followed him to the bathroom. Maybe because I was already naked he just assumed we’d have strippers or something? My mind was racing.

“I’ve unlocked the owners closet in here,” CJ said opening the small door to reveal sunscreens, aloe and a few baskets of stuff. “I’ve got some extra suits in this one,” he said pulling the basket from the shelf and letting me look in.

It was filled with speedos to the top, and we locked eyes as soon as I realized what was in there.

“You telling me to put on clothes?” I laughed to break the awkwardness.

“Not at all, buddy,” he smiled as he looked at my naked body again. “Personally, I prefer to be naked, but I also just feel good in a speedo sometimes, ya know?”

I nodded at him as he grabbed the next basket and presented it in front of me while I looked in.

“In here you’ve got condoms, lube and some … poppers,” he said just as I spotted the tiny bottles. “I don’t know about you, but I love these things.”

I was shocked and turned on at the same time. I knew poppers are primarily used by bottoms, and as a mostly top guy, I hadn’t ever used them.

“I’ve actually never tried them,” I replied.

“Really?” He asked in his slight accent. “You wanna try?”

“Right now?” I asked as he put the basket down and grabbed one of the bottles.

“Yes,” he said as he unscrewed the top and took a whiff. “Fuck, that’s good,” he said after after a few seconds.

He held the bottle to my nose as I mimicked what he’d just down and inhaled. An odd sensation washed over me as his eyes watched my reaction intently.

“Damn,” was all I said after.

He took another whiff and stood with his eyes closed for a second.

“It’s already working,” he said as he grabbed his crotch through his jeans. “I better stop or I’ll be begging for this cock,” he said locking eyes with me as he reached out and curled his hand around my growing shaft.

I was shocked and frozen as he held my growing cock. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I felt like I was in a porn.

“You want want this?” I shocked myself as I heard myself say it.

“Fuck yeah, I do,” he said as a smirk spread across his lips and he inches closer before kissing me.

His tongue moved into my mouth and I felt his stubble on my face as we made out while he stroked my penis. He was a great kisser and was obviously no stranger to sex with men. I was super hard in his hand as I reached for his jeans and unbuttoned and unzipped him. He helped me by pulling his jeans to his thighs after breaking our kiss. He kicked off his cowboy boots and took his jeans completely off as I looked as his enormous boner barely hidden by the thin fabric of his white briefs.

“Take these off for me?” He asked with his thumbs in the waistband of his Hanes tighty whities.

I slid my hands down the sides as he removed his thumbs and I moved down his body with the underwear. I pulled them off each leg and held them to my nose as he looked down at me and his thick cock pointed straight at my face. From the size of his cock, this guy should be a top, but he’s made it clear he wanted to ride some dick. I inhaled his briefs again and threw them on the ground next to me before I grabbed his meaty tool and stuck it into my thirsty mouth. This is not what I was expecting before the guys showed up.

“God, you are the best cock sucker,” he said as he held my head and gently fucked my mouth with his rod while his heavy balls slapped under my chin.

CJ smelled amazing. Not like cologne or deodorant but just his raw smell. It was invigorating and intoxicating as I clamored for more.

I sucked him for a few before grabbing his balls and sucking on them as I stroked his shaft. He was moaning as my tongue darted around under his sac and moved over his taint.

“Fuck, yeah,” he whined. “Fucking lick my ass, soldier,” he said as he turned and got up on the tall bed and bent down as he exposed his tight pink hole.

I was immediately immersed in his butt as I licked, slobbered, kissed and sniffed his perfect military hole. CJ whined as he brought his arm behind him and pulled my head against him.

“Fuck, you’re even good at eating ass,” he said to himself as if he was in heaven. “Haven’t had a good rim job in I don’t know how long.”

I must’ve been deep in that ass for some time because I felt my mouth start to ache from all of the inaction it saw at home. I gave his pucker another lick before standing and stroking my cock as I looked down at him.

“Grab the lube from the bathroom and breed my hungry ass,” CJ moaned as he slapped his own ass.

I quickly got the lube and returned to the homeowner to find him fingering his wet hole with my leftover saliva still in there.

“You already feel good inside me,” CJ said as I handed him the opened bottle of poppers as he smiled. “Damn, you’re good,” he said before inhaling deeply.

I lubed my big dick and then rubbed some over his already moist hole. I was in a porn living my best life without any thought about my family or the outside world. As far as my cock was concerned, CJ was the only thing in the world.

“Fuck me hard, Will,” he begged. “Pound my hole and fill it with your cum, baby.”

I gave my cock another stroke, slapped it against his hole and pushed in as CJ sounded like the air was knocked out of him.

“Breathe,” I said as I held his waist.

“Fucking good,” CJ cried out as my cock filled his tight pussy. “Oh, god, I need this cock so bad.”

I began to ram his ass hard as he inhaled more of the poppers. His ass was responding to the drug and he was begging for more.

“Give me that big dick,” he moaned. “Rail me, baby.”

“You feel so fucking good, dude,” I said as I heard the sound of my balls slapping against him. “I’m going to load this hole full of so much fucking splooge.”

“Give me all of that fucking load,” CJ replied.

“As much as I want to keep fucking you, I’ve got to shoot, man,” I whined as I held his waist for dear life.

“I’m stroking my dick, baby,” CJ whined as I got close to burying my built-up load deep in this sexy man I’d just met.

“I’m going to shoot,” CJ squealed as he unleashed a torrent of his warm jizz all over his own sheets of the bed I’d just slept in the night before.

I immediately filled him with my seed as I imagined it floating all over his body with the amount I was pumping into his hot ass. We both moaned and whined as we made sure to get every last bit out of our much-needed and overdue orgasms.

Finally, we were quiet, sweaty and covered in our juices as we thought about what we’d just done. I was ready for him to push off me and run out the door at the realization of his infidelity. Instead, he propped himself up and leaned back into me and began kissing me with my cock still in him.

Loud applause and celebratory noises came from outside the bedroom as we stopped kissing and looked at each other as we made sense of it. The guys were here. Fuck, how long had we been going at it?

I quickly pulled out of his ass and jumped up and walked out of the bedroom and down the hall where the guys were out in the living room. They were all naked and jacking their cocks as they sat together on the couch and chairs.

“Who the fuck did you just annihilate?” One of the LA guys, Greg, asked as he continued to beat off.

“Hi,” I’m CJ,” I heard him say from behind me.

I moved to the side to see the homeowner standing naked with a wave to my friends. He was smiling sheepishly as he came up and put a hand on my back.

“I own the house and just stopped by to get some things ready,” CJ said blushing.

“I hope you’re planning to hang out with us this week,” Greg said still stroking.

CJ looked around at the guys and then turned to me.

“I’d like to if that’s cool with you,” he asked.

“Fuck, yeah,” I smiled. “But what about your family?”

CJ was quiet before answering, “I kind of stalked you online before you came and thought you were hot as fuck, so I sent my wife and kids to Disney World and told them I was going to work on the house.”

The guys started cheering again before my friend Chad spoke up.

“I don’t mind three to our bed as long as I’m included,” Chad said tugging at his cock.

“I’d love to take as much cock as possible this week,” CJ said quietly before the guys erupted in cheers again.

CJ began walking around and shaking hand and cocks as he met my friends. Chad came up to me and gave me a look that said I was a dirty boy.

“He’s fucking hot,” Chad said, “but I better get to eat that big fucking ass whenever I want.”

“Of course, buddy,” I smiled. “Maybe I’ll even bottom for you once or twice.”

“That’s my boy,” he smiled back before giving me a deep kiss. “You know you’ve got a perfect ass for botttoming.”

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I was annoyed that I had to come into the office on a Saturday with my boss, Mark. He was always singling me out. Yes, he took a chance on me, but just because I was doing well didn’t mean I wanted to come in on weekends. I gave each week to the company and wanted the weekends to be mine. I kissed my girlfriend goodbye and headed to the old mansion converted into the office downtown.

I opened the squeaky unlocked front door to the office after parking next to Mark’s Range Rover and headed up the grand staircase to my office. I looked into his office as I passed, but his desk sitting behind the open double pocket doors was empty. I put down my computer bag and got things ready for a miserable day.

“I need some coffee,” I said out loud to myself picking up my mug.

I headed to the kitchen just down the hall and started making a pot as I thought about all the work I needed to do, and I started to think about how good I’d feel Monday when I was more caught up. The coffee started to drip and I turned to find my boss Mark standing there … naked.

“Shit, Mark!” I exclaimed adding a faint smile. “You scared me.”

I looked down over his body as he stood there with a smirk allowing me to take him all in.

“Sorry, Oliver,” Mark said in a dry tone. “I just got done at the gym and need to shower.”

Mark continued to stand there silent for a few seconds while I awkwardly looked him in the eyes.

“Anything in particular you wanted me to work on today?” I asked desperate to end the awkwardness.

“Get your coffee and I’ll come to your office in a second before I shower and give you a breakdown,” Mark said walking out the door.

For some reason I watched his tight ass as he left the room. For an older guy, Mark was still clearly into fitness. I poured my coffee as I wondered if my ass was as nice as Mark’s.

I sat down at my desk, fired up my laptop and waited for him to come to my office. I wondered if he was going to throw on a robe or towel or shorts. My question was answered when he walked in still completely nude holding his laptop and stood in front of my desk. My eyes looked at his cock dangling in front of him just above my desk.

Mark cleared his throat snapping me out of my trance, and I looked up at him and cleared mine as well.

“So, what’ve you got for me?” I asked.

“About 8 inches when it’s fully hard,” Mark said with a serious look before laughing.

I forced a laugh along with him as my mind tabbed between thinking of what his cock would look like hard and wondering why he seemed to be hazing me.

“Not sure what I can do with that,” I smiled looking up at him.

“There’s a lot you could do with that, Oliver,” Mark said getting serious again, “but I think I’d rather play with yours.”

Panic washed over me as I quickly tried to think of how to escape this situation. He couldn’t do this to me. I could sue him for talking to me this way. But I also wanted this. I’d had a few sex dreams about him, sure, but I figured you spend enough time around somebody that could happen.

“What would you do with mine?” I asked on autopilot.

Mark was silent for a moment before asking, “with your what?”

We both knew what he was doing. He wanted me to say it. I wanted to say it.

“With my big cock,” I was surprised to hear myself say. “What would you do with my big hard cock, Mark?”

I stood holding the bulge in my athletic shorts while keeping eye contact with my naked boss. I looked down at his cock as it now pointed at me. It was definitely 8 inches … maybe a little bigger.

The site of his hard cock flipped a switch in me. I pulled down my shorts and stood holding my bulge now over the thin jockstrap material covering it. Mark’s focus was locked on it, and I could see the lust on his face.

I walked around my desk and stood next to Mark before turning around and bending over holding my ankles and giving him a view of my hole. I felt his hand on my right ass cheek as it moved around slowly. Then I felt his thumb rub across my hole causing me to moan.

In that moment, I decided I wanted to have the control. He’d called me here for sex, and here I was. I stood and turned back toward Mark as my hard cock popped out the side of my jock pouch and held eye contact for a few seconds before walking out of my office.

I could hear he wasn’t moving but knew he was watching me as I walked across the hall and around the staircase to his office. I didn’t turn around and waited until I heard the floor creaking. He was following me now, so I pulled his chair back from his desk and sat down.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked trying to regain control.

I knew he was mine, and I was going to stay in the driver’s seat.

“Come suck my cock,” I said keeping eye contact again as I watched his brain sputter.

Mark stood there for about 10 seconds before finally walking slowly around his desk toward me. I turned the chair to face him with my legs spread and my jockstrap tucked under my big, smooth balls. I gave my thick shaft a few slow strokes and looked at him and gave a nod.

Mark slowly got down on his knees in front of me and looked up as he wrapped his hand around my shaft. He bent down and put my cut cock into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

“Fuck,” I said as I felt his tongue over my balls as my shaft was completely inside his mouth.

Mark might be a big-time lawyer and family man with four older kids and some grandkids, but fuck if this guy wasn’t the best cock sucker on the planet. I was already feeling the cum in my nuts build up and knew I’d shoot too early if he kept this up. I pulled my cock out of his mouth causing his head to shoot up toward me as if asking why he was being denied my cock.

“Stand up,” I said standing first so he’d follow my lead.

Mark got up and stood in front of me like a sad kid. I grabbed his thick bicep and led him to the sofa in his office and faced him toward it. I lightly guided him down so his head was resting on the back cushion and his ass was pointed up at me. I gave it a slap causing him to moan loudly.

“You like that, daddy?” I asked.

No response. I slapped his ass harder causing a louder, longer moan.

“Do you fucking like that, daddy?” I asked again.

“Yes, son,” he quietly replied, “I like it.”

“That’s what I fucking thought,” I said slapping it harder.

I waited for his moan to end before I got on my knees behind him and pulled his tight old man cheeks apart and eyed his amazing pink hole. I was leaking cum now and dove into his ass tongue and nose first. Mark was moaning uncontrollably now as I assaulted his butt with my face and mouth. Every part of me was in this man’s ass slobbering around. I was feeding finally, realizing how much I’d wanted Mark for so long.

I was moaning in unison with my boss as we both let ourselves go and gave ourselves to each other fully. Fuck, I was so hard. I stood after tonguing his hole one more time. I gave his butt another slap and then slapped my leaking dick against it. It was time.

I pushed in as Mark called out, “Oh fuck, yeah, boy. Push that thick cock deep in daddy’s slutty ass.”

Hearing Mark talk that way pushed me over the edge. I was pounding his ass hard as he seemed to enjoy my increased urgency and force. This guy loves to get fucked and had taken a lot of cock. I wondered who else he’d taken a cock from in our mostly-male office.

“Fuck your cock fills me up perfectly, son,” he said seemingly enjoying the father/son talk. “You’re going to be here all day railing daddy’s hole.”

Hearing him say that made me happy. I smiled as I drilled him hard and began pulling him by the hair. His grunts and moans were deep and uncontrollable as I continued my anal assault on this distinguished man.

“I’ve gotta get off in this butt, slut,” I said pulling his hair harder. “I’ve gotta fill daddy’s hole.”

“Fill me up, Oliver,” he moaned almost in a different voice.

I could tell he was going to cum with me even both of his hands were on the back of the sofa. We both needed and wanted this. His warm hole held my cock tighter before I exploded like a flash flood deep into his tight ass.

His ass held my cock tighter as I could feel each long spurt from his cock onto the leather sofa beneath him. The sound of his jizz squirting against the leather was loud and never-ending.

Finally, we were both done. Not knowing what to do at this moment, I pulled his body up against mine with my cock still inside him, and I pulled his head to mine. I brought his lips to mine and kissed him for the first time.

I shot immediately inside Mark again as we made out. I’d never cum so fast again after an orgasm. My body was in electric currents and I felt one with my sexy boss. He finally broke the kiss.

“Daddy needs a break,” he said pulling off my dick and wiggling free from me.

I felt disappointed and sad as he walked toward the door and stopped.

“Come with me, Oliver,” Mark smirked. “I want to fuck you in my son’s office.”

Mark was taking back the control.

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“Ryan, are you home?” My neighbor Justin called from downstairs.

“Yeah, bud,” I called out. “Just showered.”

I’d invited Justin over to watch the game and drink with me since our wives were on a ladies trip with their group of friends.

“OK, cool,” Justin shouted back.

I had just put my shaving stuff away and was standing naked in my bathroom when Justin appeared holding two mixed rum and cokes.

“Fuck, Ryan,” Justin said with a smirk as he eyes checked out my body. “I knew you had a big ass, but it’s even better naked.”

“I like to do my squats,” I said laughing as he walked to me and handed me my drink.

“Cheers,” he said before we both took a sip.

Justin looked over my nude body from the front before stopping at my cock.

“Damn, dude, how big does your cock get hard?” He asked.

Justin is always touching me and commenting on my body, so I wasn’t phased by his attention.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “I haven’t measured it since … probably high school.”

“Well we’re going to measure that huge fucking rod,” he said putting his glass on the bathroom counter. “Where’s the tape measurer?”

“Shut the fuck up, Justin,” I laughed before taking another sip of my drink.

“No, man,” he said with a straight face, “I really need to see this.”

I knew damn well that Justin wasn’t going to let this go, so I told him there was one in our junk drawer in the kitchen. He knew where that was and disappeared quickly as I wiped around the sink with a paper towel to pick up my loose hairs.

“Got it,” Justin said returning in record time.

“So what do you want me to do?” I asked.

“Get hard, dumbass,” he quipped.

Justin and I always reverted to college kids when we were fortunate enough to be by ourselves and relax.

“Fuck that, I’m not going to beat off while you watch me,” I stood my ground.

“The fuck you won’t,” he said wrapping his hand around my cock and balls before I saw it coming.

“Dude … what the …” I protested before feeling the pleasure of another hand on my penis.

I was in a long dry spell with my wife who kept telling me it was just hormones that was killing her sex drive. She promised to go to the doctor to get it checked out but never did, so I was jacking off constantly.

My cock was growing fast in Justin’s hand as I put my hand on his shoulder without thinking to steady myself.

“That’s it, Ryan,” he encouraged me as we looked at each other. “Let’s get this thick cock nice and hard so we can see just how big you really are.”

I’d always been sexually curious about men and had watched tons of gay porn, so being in this situation was equally awkward and satisfying.

“Fuck, Justin,” I said softly as he was now jacking my shaft while I still held on to him. “I haven’t had my cock touched by another person in a long time.”

“I know, buddy,” he said softly back to me. “I’m in the same boat.”

We made eye contact for a few seconds too long before lust won out.

“Take off your pants and I’ll jack you,” I said.

A huge smile spread across Justin’s face as he kicked off his running shoes, pulled of his sock and shorts. I looked at his muscular body in his tight white briefs as my cock got even harder. He quickly pulled off his shirt and threw it on the pile of clothes. He looked at me as he held the waistband of his briefs and then pulled them down and kicked them off his feet.

“You’re huge,” I said looking down at his perfect cock head and long shaft.

“Thanks, but I’m not as big as you,” he admitted before grabbing my shaft into his hand.

“Easy, bud,” I said slowing his eager pull of my cock.

After he slowed to a normal rhythm, I reached out and grabbed his boner and began stroking his shaft.

“Oh, shit,” he said as he lifted his head slightly and his eyes got bigger. “I’ve needed this.”

“Me too, man,” I said before looking back down at his cock.

We were both so aroused that Justin’s cock began leaking precum all over my hand as I stroked him.

“Shit,” I said as I watched the large amount of clear liquid coat my hand and now his shaft.

“I’m a leaker and sweater,” he smiled at me as we made eye contact again.

“I love sweaty sex,” I blurted out without thinking.

“Me too, buddy,” he responded. “I love to soak the sheets.

Without saying anything, we both moved our heads toward each other as we continued to stroke each other’s cock. Our lips made contact, and we were quickly going at it with lust and passion as our tongues moved around the other’s mouths.

We let go of each other’s cocks and hugged each other as we kissed passionately and Justin’s penis leaked all over mine. We were feeling each other’s bodies as our mouths kept their lustful contact.

“I want to go all the way,” Justin said breaking out kiss.

I looked deep into his eyes and realized I didn’t care if we were cheating on our wives. I wanted and needed hot sex with my sexy neighbor and friend. I grabbed his hand and lead him out of the bathroom and stood him against the king-sized bed I share with my wife.

“Let’s soak these sheets with our sweat and cum,” I said smiling at him.

Justin smiled back and kissed me as we began our sensual love making.

I pushed Justin back on the bed and went down on his long, leaking cock. He moaned loudly as I mimicked all the blow jobs in the porn I’d watched. I was apparently good at giving head as Justin just moaned and ran his fingers through my hair.

My mouth left Justin’s cock and moved down to his smooth balls before licking his taint. From his moans, I could tell Justin was fine with me continuing down to his hole. My tongue licked his perfect pink pucker as he let out a flurry of expletives.

“Fucking shit, baby, yeah,” he cried out as he pushed my head against his hole. “Lick my ass, fucker. Stick that tongue deep in my hole. SHIT!”

Justin’s hole tasted so good as my entire face seemed to want in on the action. My nose rubbed against his pucker before my chin and then my mouth. I was making a wet mess down there and on my face, but I was on another level sexually. I couldn’t get enough of this man’s butt. I could smell his musky scent but could tell that he’d properly cleaned his hole like you would when you know your neighbor is going to have his face in it. Justin had been thinking about this before coming over like I had.

I munched and spit on his hole for a while before standing up and slapping my rock-hard cock against his cheeks. He’d pulled his legs up and held them as my cock rubbed over his hole.

“Fuck me, baby,” Justin whined. “Stick that big dick deep in my ass, man.”

I walked to my nightstand and grabbed my lube — the whole bottle had only been used when I jacked off or stuck a finger in my ass. None of it was used on my wife’s pussy.

I coated my cock with lube and quickly put my cock back against his hole and slowly started pushing in. His warm pucker didn’t resist as I filled his guts with my cock.

“Awww, yeah, man,” he whined as he held onto my arms as I held his waist. “Rail me, baby. God, that feels so fucking good.”

Justin was right, it felt amazing to be inside my friend. It felt normal. It felt like I was home, in a weird, perfect way.

“You feel so good, Justin,” I said as I kept pounding his willing hole.

“So good, baby,” he agreed.

We were both sweating now as our bodies worked overtime to make the other feel good. We were so connected and horny.

“Fuck, baby, you’re … SHIT … FUCK … my prostate,” he cried out loudly as I watched his hard cock jump up from his stomach on its own with hands and spurt rope after rope of jizz all over our bodies.

Justin wasn’t in his body for at least 30 seconds as he made noises, tears came down his face and his eyes rolled back in his head. It was the single hottest thing I’ve ever seen or experienced in my life.

“I’m going to breed your hole, baby,” I warned. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhhh …”

I shot deep in my buddy as I held his muscular pecs and fucked his tight hole. Sweat dripped from me onto Justin as I let the orgasm move through my body.

It took at least a minute for either of us to focus our eyes on the other as the release overtook both of us.

“I can’t … it was … I …” Justin was trying to speak but couldn’t.

I smiled at my hot friend and now lover and bent down and kissed him with my cock still oozing the last bit of my seed deep into him.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said breaking our kiss.

“Yes,” was all Justin said before letting his head fall against the bed. “I want that huge ass.”

“Ryan, you here?” A deep voice called from downstairs.

“Shit, I forgot about Chris,” I whispered to Justin as we both looked at each other with big eyes.

We just looked at each other before I yelled back, “yeah, we’re up here.”

Justin jerked his head up and tried to break free but my cock was still in his hole and I held him in place. A few seconds later, our other neighbor Chris walked in with a shocked look on his face.

“You assholes fucked without me?” He asked as he began taking off his tight tee that showed off his firefighter muscles.

Justin and I looked at each other and smiled.

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Being an 18 year-old virgin is embarrassing, but when I found out my cousin was one as well, I decided to confront him with an offer.

We’d lose our virginities to each other.

It seemed like the perfect plan. Both of us were inexperienced, but we were also cousins and had known each other our whole lives. We were comfortable with each other, and if I was being honest, I’d always thought he was cute.

He’d just enlisted in the army and didn’t want to ship off without having sex at least once, so he agreed.

We grabbed some lube he had stashed in his nightstand, told our parents we were going to go walk around the property, and headed out.

We barely spoke the whole time we walked. My family owned a farm and we had several acres we managed. Finding a secluded spot wasn’t hard, but it took some time. Finally, as we approached what I thought would be the perfect place, my cousin spoke up.

“So, how are we going to do this?” Anders asked.

“What do you mean?” We slowed as we approached the tree. I didn’t waste any time, reaching for the hem of my shirt and drawing it up and over my head.

“Like… top or bottom?” His eyes stuck on the line of my torso when I tossed the shirt to the ground. He may as well have dragged his hands over my skin, from how the look seared through me. My cock tented my jeans when I reached for the button. Anders’ blue eyes darkened further.

“I’ll bottom,” I said and dropped my jeans.

He swore and grabbed at his own clothes. Seconds later, we both stood naked and hard in the field, nothing but the open skies surrounding us.

I couldn’t drag my eyes away from his cock. He was thicker than I had anticipated, cut with a bulbous red head that was already slick with precum. The sight only spurred me on further. “Lay down.”

He did as I asked. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips at his obedience and eagerness. It was unfortunate he was leaving in just a few weeks.

I grabbed the lube and straddled his waist. Anders’ breath hitched in his chest when I did, eyes focused on the hard cock bobbing between my thighs.

The cap on the lube popped open and I slicked my fingers, reaching behind me to prep my hole. This wasn’t the first time I’d fingered myself, and I stretched myself out efficiently, not wanting to linger too long and risk ending this before it started.

I drizzled more of the lube over Anders’ cock, wrapping my fist around it to slather the cool liquid on his length.

“Ready?” I asked my cousin.

He nodded, eyes still glued to where my hand was wrapped around his shaft.

Slowly, I lowered myself onto the tip of his dick.

It hurt like a bitch at first. I’d never had anything larger than my fingers inside of my ass. I focused on breathing through the pressure, and a second later the head of his cock parted my virgin flesh, popping inside.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned. He canted his hips further, pressing his thick cock further into my ass.

I groaned and sank down on his cock, swallowing him to the root. I sat there a minute, allowing us both a moment to adjust to the new sensations.

He felt massive inside of me, like his cock was taking up all the space I could possibly hold inside of me. The feeling was borderline overwhelming, but as I adjusted to the foreign cock inside of my body, I realized I also felt full. Fuller than I ever had in my whole life, and it felt amazing.

I raised myself up an inch only to drop back down experimentally. Pleasure shot through my body like liquid fire and I groaned, grabbing onto Anders’ wide shoulders.

“Oh, fuck!” He gasped, hands scrabbling for purchase in the dirt underneath us.

I repeated the motion, daring to go a little further this time. Slowly, I gained the confidence to move more regularly, setting a steady rhythm of bouncing on my cousin’s shaft.

His hands landed on my hips, and he dragged my down on a stroke. The ridge of his cock brushed against my prostate and my hole ass clenched around him, stars shooting through my vision. “Jesus christ!”

“Like that, baby?” He asked me. He held my hips in place and started to fuck up into me, driving his cock in my hole faster, harder.

“Fuck, yes!” I groaned, surrendering to the brutal pace he set.

His cock pistoned harder into my hole, his own need winning out against any concern for my comfort. But fuck it felt amazing. I reached between our bodies and grabbed my aching dick, jerking it in time with his thrusts.

“Can I cum in you?” Anders’ question came out ragged.

I nodded, barely able to focus on his words with my orgasm teetering right on the edge. His hips jerked underneath me, blunt fingernails digging into the fragile skin of my hips as he came undone with a shout underneath me.

Hot liquid filled my ass in spurts, coating my insides. It was too much. I came, cum spurting over my cousin’s wide chest, ass clenching around Anders’ still pulsating shaft.

Anders groaned underneath me. I felt his cock jerk a final time in me, and then his grip gave out. I fell forward onto his chest, my cum trapped between our heaving chests, and his buried in my ass.

“That,” he said, gulping in a breath of air, “was amazing.”

Needless to say, we fucked like bunnies until he was deployed.

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My little brother was such a liar.

He’d come into my room with some sob story about being a virgin and worried about his first time with boyfriend. Being the protective and caring big brother that I am, I offered to let him ride my cock, to practice. It helped that my little brother had an incredible ass that I’d been eyeing for some time.

Twenty minutes later, I was buried to the hilt inside his tight ass, and he was riding me expertly.

I couldn’t even be mad about it. Every time he sank down onto my bare cock pleasure unlike any other I’d ever known curled my toes, it was so intense.

He moaned over top of me, using my cock to rub against his prostate. I couldn’t do anything but watch, my eyes practically rolling into the back of my head.

“Pull off, Lee,” I warned. “Gonna cum!”

“Cum in me big bro. Wanna feel you shoot in me,” Lee panted above me, his hand flying over his cock.

Yeah, that did me in. I burst inside of him, sending spurt after spurt of my cum deep into my little brother’s ass. His orgasm rocked through him and his ass clamped down around my unloading cock.

“Oh fuck!” I groaned, the strength of it milking my balls dry.

His cum hit my chest in long strips. When we finally came down from the high of our orgasms, I slapped his thigh playfully. “Fucking liar. You’re no virgin. Your boyfriend taught you well.”

Lee grinned impishly above me. “Oh, it wasn’t my boyfriend who taught me. Dad’s cock is as good as yours.”

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