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Boy Toy

By: Kaialicious



Terry could still get hard from the memory of that cold October day, when he had experienced his first gay encounter. He had been just nineteen, a freshman at college who had got in on a football scholarship. He had been late for English Lit and the professor had played the role of an angry bitch, putting him on the spot for his tardiness…

“Mr. McKenna, you honor us with your presence. We have postponed today’s lesson just to expound on the wonders of a football player’s hectic schedule. Tell us, Mr. McKenna. At what point did you realize that you are actually not a top notch genius?” The class laughed at Mr. Erickson’s joke. Terry blushed in embarrassment and quickly took his seat.

“See me after class, McKenna.”

Great, he thought, a meeting with the asshole. Like I need this now. He had been under a lot of stress lately, what with the championships coming up and his coach and teammates depending on him to help them bring the trophy home. Not to mention the fact that his long time girlfriend had broken up with him, saying that long distance relationships would never work. He let out an audible sigh and was startled when the professor said, “Earth to Mr. McKenna!” earning him another laugh from his classmates.

“You just keep wracking up those popularity points, don’t you, McKenna?” the professor frowned at him. Terry bowed his head in shame. “After class, McKenna, after class.” 

*****

Terry waited until the classroom was empty before he approached Mr. Erickson’s desk. The professor leaned back in his chair and studied Terry’s profile for a moment. Terry thought that he was thinking of some great remark to insult him. Erickson was famous for being an asshole. Terry expected nothing less from him.

“Tell me, Terry. How is college life?”

The professor’s question startled Terry. He hadn’t anticipated that the man would question him about his life. He thought that the man had better things to do than worry about some jock’s day.

“W-well, college is okay,” he answered.

“Good, huh? What kind of a response is that? I thought that you jocks had it all in college. Pussy, beer, shit like that.”

“Uh,” Terry did not know what to tell him. Sure there had been parties, but Terry was not the type of person to sleep around. He had been loyal to his girlfriend, even after they had broken up. He found it hard to find someone else to take her place. He wasn’t ready for another relationship, not now at least. He thought that it was a good opportunity to concentrate on his education.

“When I was in college, I was a wild man. I fucked everything and everybody. Have you ever done that, Terry? Have you ever fucked everything there is to fuck?”

Terry was starting to feel uncomfortable. He couldn’t believe that they were having this conversation. “Uh…”

“I’ll take that as a no, kid.” Erickson got up and locked the door. “College is all about experiences, Mr. McKenna.”

Terry watched as the professor walked towards him. Something was up. Why would he lock the door?

“Mr. Erickson, I’m going to be late for my next class.”

“Yeah, well you’re going to fail mine if you don’t do some extra curricular activities.” Erickson threatened.

“Like what?”

The professor leaned against his desk and zipped down his fly. Terry let out a gasp of shock. He could not believe what was happening.

“Suck my cock.”

Erickson’s blunt words rang in his ears. Terry felt dizzy with disbelief. 

“If you do it, I’ll pass you out of this nightmare that you call English Literature. Hell, you won’t even have to attend the rest of the semester. If you don’t do it, well, there is the door. You can unlock it and leave. I won’t hold it against you.”

Terry stared at the bulging, thick penis that stuck out of the opening in the professor’s khaki pants and shuddered. What a way to get an easy A. He thought about how difficult it had been for him even to understand what the hell some of the world’s greatest minds were saying. He still could not fathom anything in the subject, but to give a blowjob to a jerk of a professor just to get an A…

“No, I can’t,” he said.

“Sure you can,” Erickson muttered and fisted his cock. He ran his hand up and down the swollen thing, getting it good and hard. “You just bring that pretty mouth of yours over here.” Terry could hear his heart pounding in his ears. He could leave; the professor said that he could. Still, what he demanded from Terry made him curious.

“I could suck your cock if you want. I love sucking cock,” Erickson said and licked his lips. He tugged on his dick, and Terry could see how tight the skin had stretched over his shaft. Terry felt his cock start to swell of its own accord. Erickson saw the tell tale bulge pressing out from Terry’s jeans and chuckled. “Getting a little tight in there, McKenna?” Terry blushed. Erickson straightened and walked towards Terry. He stood before him, still holding his cock in his hand, and touched the tent at the front of Terry’s jeans. Terry gasped and jerked his hips back a little. Erickson ran his thumb along the hidden member and gave it a gentle squeeze. 

“Tell you what, McKenna. I’m going to suck you dry, and then you’ll do the same for me.”

Terry could not move as Erickson fondled him. He was so close that he could see the tiny little hole at the top of the professor’s penis. A tiny drop of pre cum glistened at the tip. Terry found himself licking his lips. The action confused him. He was not gay. He had never been gay to begin with. 

The professor was unzipping Terry’s jeans. He knelt down before Terry-still gripping his bulbous cock in his hand –and removed Terry’s throbbing cock from the confines of his underwear and pants. The feel of the professor’s warm fingers wrapped around Terry’s shank made him tremble with excitement. The professor gave Terry’s cock a little pull, causing a moan to escape his lips. The professor grinned and lowered his head to the hard red shaft. Terry squirmed on the balls of his feet. The excitement was too much to handle. He felt Erickson’s warm mouth envelope his pulsating organ. Terry grimaced and clutched Erickson’s head in his hands. 

Erickson moaned as Terry’s trunk went down his throat. He did love a fine cock, and Terry’s was an impressive piece of man meat. He was about one inch thick, and ten inches long. Erickson could not wait to get him into his ass. 

He held Terry’s cock steady at its base with one hand and captured the younger man’s heavy balls within his other. He squeezed the fleshy orbs and heard Terry groan in response. He bobbed his head up and down on the jock’s pulsing staff. He tasted a small sample of the jock’s juices. He savored it on his tongue before he let the precious fluid roll down his throat. He released Terry’s rod for a moment and told him, “You taste so fucking good.”

Terry whimpered at the professor’s crude sounding words. It made what he was doing to him seem all the more real, forbidden. Terry did not want to think what people would say if they were caught in this compromising situation.

“Stop thinking too hard, McKenna. Just enjoy my mouth on your big cock. I could have given you a passing grade for the size of this thing alone,” Erickson dove back into his work, coiling his tongue around the burgeoning stem.

He gently bit into the fold of skin that surrounded the head of Terry’s cock. Terry winced and sucked in some air through his teeth. 

“You like that?” the professor taunted him. He looked up at him and let his tongue flutter all over the prominent vein that stood out on his shaft.

“Shit…” Terry groaned.

“Mmmm….” Erickson tugged on the underside of the ten inches with little nips of his teeth. The skin there was delicate and soft and Erickson’s efforts produced the sexiest sounds from his student. He pumped his hand over the hefty cock and rubbed it all over his flushed face. The scent and flavor of the monster rod made him as hard as a bull. He had to have him now, or he would burst.

“Turn around, McKenna,” he bade him. 

Terry looked nervous. He hesitated for a while.

“Come on. Either turn around and place your hands on the desk or leave,” the professor instructed.

Terry did as he was told, bending over the desk. He gasped when he felt Erickson pull his pants all the way down his legs and off him. 

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Shhh…” 

Erickson placed a hand on the back of Terry’s neck and pushed him forward until his head touched the cool, wooden desk. Terry noticed that Erickson’s grade book was open. He saw his name and flinched as he saw the grade written next to it. 

“I put it there for incentive. You’re not going to chicken out are you?”

Terry gritted his teeth and shook his head. No, he wasn’t going to leave. He could not afford not to go through with this. Not if he wanted to pass. Besides, he was intrigued with the professor’s obvious lust for him.

Erickson nudged the younger man’s legs apart until the muscles in Terry’s legs were well defined. He massaged the taut curves of Terry’s behind, kneading the golden buttocks. He smacked the unmarred flesh with the flat of his hand and watched it jiggle. Terry’s cock and balls swayed from the impact. “Nice…” he muttered.

He spanked Terry several more times, liking the way that Terry’s ass was starting to turn red. He pinched the aching flesh there. Terry moaned. Erickson grasped the flesh of Terry’s buttocks and parted them roughly. He stared down at the shy, pink, little rosette that was Terry’s asshole. Erickson thought that it was just begging to be fucked. 

He forced Terry to place one of his knees up on the desk, giving Erickson ample room to examine the shy bud at length. Terry shuddered as he felt the professor’s finger prodding at his ass. Everything was happening so fast. He was scared out of his mind. Multitudes of what ifs ran through his mind. They halted when Erickson’s thick finger entered him. He cried out in pain and struggled to evade the thrusting intruder. Erickson restrained him by putting his hand on his neck and pressing him down against the desktop. Erickson went on and continued to violate Terry’s ass with his finger. Terry grunted as his chute got reamed none too gently. The humiliation made his eyes mist over. 

How had he come to this? He was a fuck toy, an instrument to be used and discarded when it was convenient enough to do so.

Erickson pulled his finger free and immediately covered the twitching orifice with his mouth before it could close completely. Terry gasped as the professor’s tongue lapped at him. His face turned crimson as he realized what the professor was doing. He was tonguing and sucking his ass. 

A small sound of embarrassment escaped Terry’s throat. Surely, Mr. Erickson could not be taking pleasure in such a shameful act! 

“Mmmm…” Erickson’s moan vibrated over the nerve endings in Terry’s ass. His tongue darted past the tight muscle of Terry’s anus and tickled inside of the younger man’s sensitive passage.

A whimper came from Terry. The professor’s tongue had caused an unexpected ripple of pleasure to pass through him. The tip of his cock rubbed against the smooth surface of the desk. Erickson licked the soft stretch of skin that was between Terry’s anus and his sac. Terry cried out in pleasure. He trembled in earnest now. Another drop of precum exited the slit in his penis. Erickson pulled the throbbing cock back to his mouth and greedily sucked on the sticky liquid. 

“Ooooooohhhhh….shit,” Terry heard himself say. He closed his eyes and felt tumultuous sensations running rampant through his cock. He began moving back and forth, rocking his body so that more of his cock could be lathered in the professor’s hot saliva. 

“Mmmm…” Erickson continued to murmur, adding to Terry’s frustration. He returned his finger to the boy’s tempting ass and without hesitation, probed the startled bud. Terry cried out, but still kept on wiggling his ass like some horny dog in heat. Erickson tenderly bit the head of Terry’s dick and gleaned the slit of its sweet, thick emission. At the same time, he pumped his finger inside of the boy, widening him for his entry. He added a second finger and grinned when Terry protested audibly.

“It has to hurt before it feels good,” he told him.

Terry relaxed and worked his cock into the older man’s throat. It felt tight and warm, like a woman’s pussy. Erickson sucked him one more time before releasing his shaft and devoting his attention to the young man’s anus. He licked and fingered the stretched orifice, keeping his flushed student on the brink of sexual madness with his ministrations.

He finally removed his fingers, positioned himself behind the panting boy, and pressed the head of his drooling cock against the pink bud. Terry visibly tensed. He was afraid. This was the decisive moment. If he allowed the professor to put his cock in his ass, his life would forever be changed. 

The blunt dick pierced his quivering hole and bored through his tissue, tearing a cry from Terry’s lips. He gripped the edge of the desk and closed his eyes as a flood of tears threatened to spill free. Erickson’s dick continued to fill and fill him, until Terry was certain that it would never stop. Erickson grunted in pleasure at the feel of the young man’s virgin ass. There was nothing like it. He slid all the way in until his balls touched Terry’s balls. When he was all the way in, he caressed Terry’s smooth back and let out a sigh. Terry twitched beneath him.

“Fuck…” Erickson said in bliss. “This is so unbelievable.” 

He then began to move inside of Terry. Terry groaned as his insides were pulled and pushed by the professor’s massive dick. He thought that he was about to die, so full to bursting was he. The heat that emanated from his spanked cheeks combined with the bloated heavy sensation within his ass nearly undid him. Erickson’s frantic strokes claimed him completely, leaving no area untouched. Terry thought that the man had branded his very name where no one else had dared to pass. 

“I love it,” he heard himself say. “Don’t stop! Please!”

“Yeah, I knew that you’d want it, McKenna.” The professor increased his violent thrusts, driving his cock deep into Terry’s virgin backside.

Terry groaned as his cock head was crushed into the desk. His precum smeared across the varnished top. He felt Erickson’s shaft skid against his prostate. The little gland sent a thrumming sensation throughout his nether regions and Terry found himself riding the first wave of his orgasm.

He lifted his head from the desk and cried out. Heat infused every limb in his body.

Erickson slid his hands up and over Terry’s hardened nipples and pinched the tanned peaks. Terry shuddered and came all over the desk. His steamy juices dribbled over the edge and rolled down the side.

“Shit!” Erickson grunted and suddenly erupted into Terry’s firm warm ass. His thick, foamy come coated Terry’s anal tract. 

Erickson gave him several more jerky thrusts before he pulled free and examined his handiwork. Rich white man nectar was oozing from Terry’s fluttering anus.

Terry squeezed his internal muscles and moaned. He was filled with cum and the sensation was that of decadent silk spilling free from his ass. He loved the feeling.

He looked over his shoulder at the professor’s slowly softening cock and blushed. He wanted to lick the man’s dick clean.

As if reading Terry’s mind, Erickson grinned and said, “We may have to continue this some other time, kid.”

“Oh, yes,” Terry said eagerly. “You did say that I would suck your cock.”

“Among other things…” Erickson said and came forward to finger Terry’s ass again.

Terry slid back on to his fingers and groaned. Erickson pulled his fingers free all too soon and swatted his horny student on his flank. 

“Get dressed, McKenna. I have another class to teach in fifteen minutes.”

Terry was disappointed. He got dressed and gathered his things, watched as Erickson cleaned up his semen from the desk.

“Here.”

Erickson handed him a piece of paper with his address and phone number.

“Any time you need help studying McKenna or hell… a sound fucking, give me a call. I’ll take care of you.”

Terry smiled bashfully and told him, “I’ll do that.”

He left the classroom feeling wonderfully sated and not even the October chill had dimmed the warmth of his sexual escapade with Professor Erickson.

Boy Toy



Mike was happily preparing for the guests to arrive by doing some last minute trimming of the plants and flowers they had around their secluded back deck. He had long ago set up the few decorations they had planned on. He had the bar all stocked and ready to go to make his Mai Tai's as requested. The party was really for his wife, Tara, and her friends. She and three of her closest friends got together several times a year for a girls night. Usually, that meant Mike got to spend a night home alone or he got out of the way if it was Tara's turn to have the party at their house. This time was different, though, because Mike was repaying Tara for performing hostess duties for his poker night with his buddies. She had truly been perfect in Mike's eye. She had been flirty and sexy and got right up to, but didn't cross the line to slutty. She had worn tiny booty shorts and a tank top rolled up and tied in the back so a lot of her sexy, flat stomach was displayed. She looked hot, but in a casual way. 

She made sure that the guys got their next beer handed to them as soon as they were finishing one. Any requests for food were taken care of quickly and with a smile. As the evening had continued, and the guys drank more, they got a little friendlier. Tara firmly but gently and in a fun way had established and maintained the limits. An arm around her waist or a little hug was OK. Grabbing her ass wasn't and she smoothly but firmly pushed the offending hands away.

As the evening wore on, the guys got a little braver with their requests. They settled on wanting Tara to allow them to have body shots off of her. Mike liked having his wife as the center of attention and thought that a body shot for the winner of the next poker hand was a good idea. He took Tara aside and talked her in to it, promising several times he would do anything for her if she would do that for him. She agreed, although she really didn't need that much convincing since she had grown fairly fond of the attention and wanted more. The original idea was she would let the winner of the next hand have a body shot off of her but things didn't stop there. She ended up lying on her back on the table with guys taking turns having body shots. They poured the tequila on her navel to use as the shot glass and licked the salt off of her abdomen. The lemon wedges were placed on top of her shorts which put them near her crotch. The guys formed a sort of assembly line where one guy would be licking her abdomen either preparing it to get the salt to stick there or licking the salt off while another guy would be sucking tequila out of her navel three or four times to get the equivalent of a shot, and then he would go down to her crotch to get the lemon wedge with his mouth. With the amount they already had to drink and how quickly they consumed the tequila this way, the party soon came to end with most of them too drunk to do anything but go home and go to bed. Cabs were called and the party soon ended. As soon as the last guest had left, they jumped on each other and had the best sex they'd had in quite a while.

Mike was determined to fulfill his promise to do anything for Tara to repay her, hoping that he could encourage another evening like that one from her sometime in the future. He thought that playing bartender and waiter for Tara and her three friends would be an easy way to repay her and he was determined to do whatever Tara wanted to make it a fun evening for them.

The doorbell brought Mike out of his thoughts. He looked at the clock and saw that it was still a few minutes before the guests were supposed to arrive. He had planned on putting on a shirt and maybe nicer shorts before the girls got there but when he heard Tara call to him to get the door, he did that first. He wasn't surprised to see Mindy at the door. She was Tara's best friend and perpetually early. Mike and Mindy had a hard to define relationship. Mike liked her well enough and worked hard to have a friendship with her since he knew it was important to Tara but there was this slight underlying tension between them at times. Mike almost felt like Mindy was in some way jealous of him for taking her best friend and roommate away from her but always dismissed that idea as silly. He was never sure if the friendly Mindy or the mocking Mindy was going to show up. It appeared to be the friendly Mindy as she smiled at him and gave him a friendly little kiss.

Mike took the bag of snacks from Mindy and led her into the kitchen where they started to unpack it. When Tara soon showed up and took over, Mike excused himself to go put a shirt on. Mindy told him not to bother. She ran her fingers through his chest hairs and said, "We'd like a little beef cake with our boy toy," and looked at Tara with a smile that Tara returned. 

Tara then said to Mike, "You look fine, Hon. Why don't you go get the drinks started." Mike got the feeling that those two had some sort of inside joke that he wasn't part of as he went to fill the ice bucket.

The other two girls arrived and Mike was reminded of another reason he didn't mind being the bartender/waiter for the evening. Tara's friends were pretty hot, each in her own way. Mindy had fairly large breasts and loved to show them off with low cut tops. She was wearing a V cut top that went down so low that it exposed most of the sides of her breasts. Lisa was a tiny, petite blonde. She claimed to be 5' 1" but no one really believed it when they saw her barefoot. She compensated for what she thought of as being too short by showing off a lot of her very shapely and surprisingly long legs and wearing high heels. Her outfit today included very short, white shorts with sandals that had to have at least a 4" heel and a halter top. Jazz, as Jasmine preferred to be called, had a very exotic look from the blending of her mother's Japanese genes with her father's Caucasian heritage. She had long, straight, jet black hair; brown, oval eyes; and a slender figure that she loved to show off with tight fitting outfits. Of the four, she was the most meticulous about her make-up and her nails were always well manicured. Tonight she was also wearing shorts for the warm evening with a tight fitting top. Mike, of course, thought that Tara was the best looking of the bunch and he found her outfit the sexiest. She wore a simple flowery sundress and he knew that all she had on underneath was thong panties. The dress complimented her brunette hair and shapely figure perfectly.

Mike made his Mai Tai's fairly strong so he wasn't surprised that the volume of girl's laughter kept rising from the back deck as the evening progressed. He had decided that it was best for him to stay in the house and out of their way so they could have their girls talk but he checked on them frequently to see if they needed anything. He was feeling like he was getting the better end of the deal. Every time he went out to see what he could do for them, the first thing he got was a nice view of Lisa's long, shapely legs. Next to her was his wife, whose legs were also very attractive in her short sundress. Next to her was Mandy's cleavage and across from his wife was Jazz's exotic beauty. Not bad duty, he thought to himself.

The next time he went out to check on them, the conversation and laughter stopped abruptly. The girls looked at each other for a moment, and then burst into laughter again. Once again, Mike felt he was left out of an inside joke but he really didn't care. Another Mai Tai or two and that group would think that a gentle breeze was a good inside joke, he thought.

Mike asked them if they would like anything. Mindy and Tara responded by holding their glasses in the air and shaking the remaining ice cubes in the otherwise empty glasses. When Mike got their glasses Mindy surprised him by asking, "You promised to do anything for Tara, didn't you?" Mike felt a little uneasy about where this was going. Tara had warned him early in their relationship that she shared everything with Mindy so Mike wasn't completely surprised that Mindy knew about the poker night promise, but it still made him a little uneasy.

Mindy gave him her glass. He turned to face his wife and get her glass, too. "Mike," Tara said looking up at her husband, "This is what I want you to do for me." She quickly glanced at Mindy, who was seated behind Mike. Tara reached up, grabbed his shorts by the elastic waistband and nodded at Mindy. Mindy grabbed the back of the waistband and nodded back. In an instant, they pulled his shorts and underwear to his feet, his cock popping out as his only clothing came off. He heard Lisa give a little squeal and clap her hands. Jazz emitted a short gasp. Mindy let out a triumphant, "Yes!"

His wife looked at his cock and then looked up at him with a devilish little grin on her face. He was stunned. His first impulse was to cover himself but the drink glasses in his hands stopped that option. He looked down at his wife as if he was asking for an explanation. She gave one to him. 

"It was Mindy's idea but we all liked it," Tara explained.

Mindy gave his bare ass a little pat and said, "Mindy has good ideas, too, don't I?" asking no one in particular.

"Girls are always being asked to serve men in sexy little outfits, like I did for you and your friends," Tara continued with her explanation. "Now it is a man's turn to serve the girls in a sexy outfit and we decided that there is nothing sexier than having you naked. You are going to live up to your promise, aren't you?"

Mike nodded his agreement numbly, still feeling very stunned. An erotic feeling of being out of control, similar to when his wife had been used for the tequila shots, started to flow through him. It was joined by another erotic feeling, this one of the humiliation at being stripped naked in front of four beautiful women. Things seemed to be going in slow motion for him as he tried to get his mind around what had just happened. He saw his wife staring at his cock. Just above her head in his field of vision were Lisa's long, sexy legs. He looked up at her to see her eyes fixed on his cock, too. He could feel it stirring with the two attractive women starring at it.

"It's growing!" Lisa exclaimed.

"Yes it is," replied Tara as she watched her husband's cock get aroused in front of her and her friends.

"Let me see," said Mindy from behind him. She put her hand on his hip to guide him to turn around but he stumbled with his shorts tangled around his feet.

"Oh, you silly little boy, let me help you with that before you fall and hurt yourself," said Mindy in a condescending tone as she reached down to help him get his shorts off his feet. He felt a little degraded by her words and tone but they added to his arousal. "You aren't going to need these any more anyway," she said as she got his shorts away from his feet and tossed them under the center of the table. Mike would have to crawl under the table to get them. He felt that his option for escape was out of his reach, even though all his other clothes were just inside the house.

Mindy stared at his cock when he turned around as if inspecting a new toy or something. "Nice. Very nice," she gave as her approval. It looked to Mike like she was about to touch it, which caused it to grow some more in anticipation. 

"Let me see!" Jazz requested, ending Mindy's inspection. Mike turned to face her so she had a full view across the table. She took her turn staring at his cock. He was now in a position where all four women had a clear view of his cock and they were taking full advantage of it. His cock went to a full hard-on in response to the attention. All Mike felt like he was capable of doing was stand there and be ogled by the women. The two glasses in his hands prevented any attempt to cover himself.

"Go make the drinks now, Hon," said Tara as she patted his ass after several moments of ogling. 

"No playing with yourself!" Mindy ordered as he walked towards the house.

"And hurry back," added Jazz. "I need another drink, too."

"Me, too," chimed in Lisa.

Mike tried to pull himself together as he made the drinks. There was no denying that the events had turned him on. His hard-on was visible testimony to that. He felt fortunate that his erection eased a little as he thought through his options. He quickly came to the conclusion that if he did anything other than go along, the evening would be ruined. The ruined evening would probably include a low key fight with Tara and Mindy's harsh mocking of him. As he played that option out in his mind, he was sure that he most likely would end up sleeping on the couch with a steamed wife for who knew how long. And there was no way she was going to take care of his hard on for him. On the other hand, if he went along with it, the girls would have their fun, he would fulfill his promise to Tara, and maybe they would have great sex when the girls left. Besides, he thought to himself, he could always stop later if it got too humiliating, not understanding yet that it was the humiliation that had turned him on so much in the first place.

Mike watched all four women turn and stare at him as he walked towards them with the fresh drinks. All their eyes were focused on his cock. Predictably, his cock liked the attention and his hard-on started to return. When Mike brought the fresh drinks to Tara and Mindy, he had this strange feeling that he should keep his knees together when he placed the drinks on the table like a cocktail waitress in a short skirted uniform would. He resisted the urge, knowing that there was no way he was going to prevent anything from being seen anyway. Both the girls thanked him with pats on his bare ass. As quickly as he could, he retrieved Lisa and Jazz's glasses and returned to the house to make them fresh drinks, too. 

They all unabashedly stared at him again when he returned with the drinks but he was soon sent back in to prepare the snacks and bring them to the women. Mike was feeling a little relieved that maybe he had gotten some control of the situation back because his cock hadn't gotten completely hard during his last two trips in front of the women. 

Silly him.

Mike was pretty well back to normal pre-arousal levels when he left the kitchen. He carried a fairly large heavy tray of food and plates and had to use one hand underneath the tray with the other steadying it. He didn't realize it but the position flexed his muscles in a way that the women found rather sexy. All four pairs of eyes were fixed on his naked body as he approach, roaming from his well-defined chest muscles, to his cock and back up again. He felt as exposed as ever and his cock started to respond to the attention again. He set the tray down and turned to leave, thinking his job was done and that he could return to the sanctuary of the house to continue composing himself.

"Mike," Tara said, stopping him in his tracks, "Why don't you see what each girl would like and prepare a plate for her?"

Mike knew that wasn't really a question so he turned to his wife, smiled, and asked her want she would like. Tara reminded him that he should serve the guests first and suggested that he start with Jazz. He went into his waiter mode, learned while paying some of his bills in college as a waiter at a fairly nice restaurant, and walked around Mindy to ask Jazz what she wanted. 

Mike was reminded once again that he was completely naked as Jazz's eyes looked him up and down, stopping to focus on his cock again. A subtle, sexual tension began to rise between them. Like most men, he had found that her exotic beauty and meticulous detail to her hair and makeup made her appear unobtainable. That barrier was shattered by her lustfully ogling his naked body. 

Her lust was driven by pent up desires built up since her husband had tragically died over a year ago. She hadn't been with a man since and Mike nude in front of her had rekindled her base desires that she had tried to deny. Her hand started forward for a brief instant, giving Mike the impression that she was reaching for his cock. She stopped herself and pointed to the food selections she wanted. 

Mike didn't intend to but when he leaned forward to begin preparing Jazz's plate, he thrust his ass towards Mindy. Mindy couldn't resist and started rubbing his ass with one, then both of her hands. She found herself very much enjoying having a male's ass she could do what she wished with and firmly grabbed and rubbed it, almost to the point of giving it a sort of massage. The sexual tension he felt with Jazz and the attention Mindy gave his ass was more than he could control and his cock went to full hard-on again. 

After he finished Jazz's plate, he walked around her to Lisa and asked what she wanted, his rigid cock on full display. Lisa openly stared at his cock and playfully said, "Whatever you think I'd like."

When Mike leaned forward to prepare Lisa's plate, Jazz looked at Tara and asked, "Do I get to play with his ass, too?"

"I don't see why not. Like we talked about, he's the boy toy for all of us. Mindy's hands have been all over it already anyway," Tara answered.

Jazz wasn't as aggressive about rubbing Mike's ass as Mindy had been but when Mike finished plating Lisa's food, she gently ran her long, manicured fingernails down both ass cheeks. Mike moaned slightly at the pleasurable feeling.

Next was Mindy's turn. Mike walked around the table to her, wishing his hard-on would go down with no luck. When he asked her what she wanted, she stared at his cock for a moment and then said, "What I really want is a nice, big sausage," and then she paused before continuing, "But I guess we don't have enough to share," drawing peals of laughter from the other three girls.

When Mike finished plating her food, Mindy looked up at him and said, "Nice job. I think I'll take care of a nice, big tip for you." She reached up, grabbed his cock and pulled him towards her. She guided him to her mouth and licked the tip with her tongue, twirling it completely around his cock head a few times, then she took just the head in her mouth and bobbed up and down on it. She finished by running her tongue around the head again, and then released him. Mike moaned in pleasure several times.

Mike heard Lisa and Jazz's voice saying, "Hey, I didn't get to tip him!" "Me next!" He turned to Tara to see what was expected. She shrugged slightly and said, "A promise is a promise." He wasn't sure if she meant the promise he'd made to her to do anything she wanted or the promise she made to the girls that he was their boy toy, too. He didn't bother to try to figure it out since either way, he was going to get "tipped" two more times. As he walked towards Jazz, he heard his wife say, "You better not cum!" He had no idea what the consequences of him cumming would be but he had a good idea that he didn't want to find out. The comment, of course, had the effect of putting cumming even more at the top of his mind. He hadn't been close to the edge before but he was now.

Jazz started her tip with more of an open lipped kiss of his cock head. She then rubbed his cock head with the insides of her lips followed by her tongue flickering over the tip very quickly. Mike moaned loudly both in pleasure and in attempting to relieve some of the sexual tension quickly building in him. Jazz continued by taking his tip in her mouth and bobbing up and down on him several times. She finished by slowly pulling her mouth off his cock while very gently running her teeth against him. She started on the shaft just before the cock head, then continued to let her teeth gently drag over the edge and across the head until it left her mouth. Pleasure not quite like any he had felt before flooded Mike. He looked down at Jazz, wondering if she was as full of secret Asian erotic pleasures as she seemed to be.




Boy Toy



It was Lisa's turn next. She went after him like a girl that really, honestly enjoyed sucking cock. She opened her mouth wide, took him all in and started bobbing up and down almost immediately. He gasped at the unexpected pleasure of his cock being engulfed in her mouth. "Hey," called out Mindy, "You're supposed to be giving him a tip, not a blow job!" Lisa looked both disappointed and a little embarrassed when she let Mike's cock out of her mouth.

As Mike continued his duties getting the women drinks and plating their food, the party kept rolling. Mike wasn't sure what was allowed and what wasn't allowed for the girls to touch and they kept checking the limits until it soon became clear there really weren't any. His ass got patted or his cock got stroked almost any time he walked by one of the girls. Of course, Mindy was the one that took it the next step when she started fondling his balls. Jazz and Lisa had to have their turns after that, of course. Jazz again hinted at some exotic Asian techniques when she gently, deftly ran her fingernails from the back of his scrotum to the bottom of his ball sacks. Lisa took her turn by gently cupping his balls in both her hands and got a few quick kisses on his cock and balls before she pulled away, afraid she'd get too carried away again. 

Slowly, the girls returned to their chatting and Mike became just some side entertainment, their boy toy to play with as he walked by, if they felt like it. His ass, cock, and balls were constantly being patted, stroked and played with. Mike felt like he had drifted into sort of surreal world at times. He found himself standing next to Jazz with his hands clasped together behind his back, as he had been told to do when he had inadvertently covered himself a few times, while Jazz gently played with his balls and chatted with her friends. She ran her finger nails down the back of his scrotum again several times and then gently fondled his balls in her hand. The girls, including Jazz, ignored his rock hard cock and moans of arousal as they continued chatting. She knew from experience that she could continue playing with him that way, keeping him on the verge of ecstasy but not going over the edge for an extended period of time but decided to let him go after several minutes.

The girls had quite a bit to drink by now and Mike was able to sneak into the house to get a little break. He was as horny as he could be but was afraid that his sexual stamina was going to wane. He was hoping to get a release soon but he didn't see how. He went into their bathroom and washed his face with cold water, hoping that would restore him some. He was drying his face when Tara found him. She walked up behind him, wrapped her arms around him, and gave him a few kisses on his back. "I noticed that you had snuck away. How's the boy toy doing?" she asked as she pressed her body against his, hugging him from behind.

He could feel her body, nude under the thin cloth of the dress. Her nipples were getting hard. The feeling of her started arousing him again.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked.

He thought for a moment, answering the question for himself first. "Yes, I have to admit that I am," he finally answered. "I've never had an experience like it, by far. But..." then he stopped himself.

"But," she continued for him, "I think you are ready for it to end." He nodded his agreement.

"Yeah, the girls and I have been tormenting you for a couple of hours now. I have an idea on how to end this in a way that all of us will enjoy. Come with me, Mister," she finished in a playfully firm tone. She reached around and grabbed his cock firmly. "Hands behind your back."

As she led him by his cock out of the bathroom she stopped for a sec and grabbed something out of a drawer. Mike couldn't see what. 

Mike wasn't sure if he was being led to be punished, rewarded, or what as Tara firmly held his cock and used it to lead him back to the other girls. What he did know is the humiliating feeling of being led, naked in front of the other women, with his wife using his cock as a sort of a leash was turning him on. He was rock hard again.

"Look what I found, girls," Tara said as she led him back in front of the others.

All three of them got to their feet and erupted at once. 

"I want a turn," said Lisa.

"You bad boy," Mindy said to Mike. "Turn him around," she continued to Tara, "I'll give him a few swats on his ass to help him behave better."

Jazz's more innocent question of "Where was he?" was lost as Tara used Mike's cock to easily turn him so his ass was available to Mindy. She quickly administered the punishment with 5 hard, stinging swats across his bare ass, each leaving some degree of a hand print. Mike went up on his toes with each swat, unable to move any further with his cock in his wife's full control.

"Can I have a turn?" Lisa asked Tara again. "I want to lead him around by his cock."

"Where are you going to take him?" Tara asked a little perplexed.

"I don't know. Just across the deck I guess. I think it looks cool."

Tara shrugged, said OK, and handed her husband's cock to her friend. Lisa took it in her left hand and then transferred it to her right hand so she could get a firmer grip. She started across the deck with Mike in full tow. Mike didn't hesitate at all and went exactly where he was led, since he had no choice.

Lisa led him around the deck a couple of times and then led him to Jazz. "Do you want a turn?" she asked. Jazz thought for a moment, shrugged her shoulders, and said sure. She took his cock with one hand and then grabbed his balls with the other. He winced as she got a firm grip on his balls. She started off across the deck using his balls to guide him and then noticed that she was probably causing him more discomfort than she intended so she switched back to using his cock as the leash. She returned him to Tara after one trip across the deck.

Tara took his cock and gently stroked it. "You know, girls, I think our boy toy has been very good for us this evening." All three of the others agreed.

"I think I'm going to reward him with a nice hand job. If he's really good and begs well enough, I might even let him cum. Would you girls like to watch that?"

All of them eagerly agreed and rearranged their chairs so they had a better view.

"One of the things he likes is a tit rub with his hand job. Don't you, Honey?"

Mike nodded his agreement, not sure once again where the events were going and not sure if getting a hand job in front of three other girls was a good thing or not. He knew he was hornier than he'd ever been though and the idea of getting some relief was overwhelmingly appealing. The tit rub only made it more so.

Tara slipped her dress over her head, leaving nothing but her thong panties on. She took some of the massage oil that she had grabbed in the bathroom and rubbed it on her tits with her left hand as she slowly and gently stroked Mike's rock hard cock with her right hand. She moved in front of him and rubbed her tits against his chest, slowly up and down and then back and forth across. She got up on her toes to reach him to give him a deep, passionate kiss.

"Do you like that, Mike?" she whispered in his ear.

"Oh, God, yes!" he moaned back to her.

"Do you like being naked in front of my friends and being our boy toy, Mike?" she asked as she slowly increased the rhythm of her stroking his cock.

"Yes," he gasped out.

She felt some pre-cum on the tip of his cock and used it as lube on his cock head increasing the sensation a little more. But when she felt he was getting too aroused, she moved her hand down to the shaft and starting stroking it again. She decided to go back to the humiliating questions that she had been asking, fairly sure she was going to be able to get him to exactly where she wanted him to be.

She asked him about how he liked each thing that the girls had done to him that night; the seeing him naked; the touching of him; the putting his cock in their mouths; the girls playing with his cock and balls, and ass. He readily admitted that he liked all of it, feeling the humiliation of saying it in front of the four women wash through him.

She finished this round of her questions to him with the most humiliating. "Do you remember me walking you around by your cock like a dog on a leash?"

"Yes," he replied softly.

"Now Mike, you need to remember that when you tell me the truth so that my friends and I can hear, I do what you like which is this," she asked as she focused the stroking to his cock head. "You like that, don't you?"

"Yes," he answered more loudly.

"And if you don't tell the truth, then I do this," she continued as she gave his balls a good, hard squeeze. He grimaced at the pain.

"Are you answering my questions truthfully, Mike?"

"Yes!"

She resumed stroking his cock with some more attention to the cock head. "Now tell me if you liked being walked around by your cock." 

"Yes, I liked being walked around by my cock."

"And when Mindy spanked you?"

"Yes, I liked that to. I deserved it," he added to her surprise.

"Very good, Mike. You are telling the truth, aren't you?"

He nodded agreement.

She wiped some of the massage oil off of her tits on to her hands. "Now, since you have been so good at telling the truth, I'm going to give you more of a treat," she said as she started to stroke his cock with her oiled hands. His moans of pleasure confirmed that he liked the extra lubrication on his cock.

"Now I want you to tell me a few more things. If you tell the truth, I am going to let you cum. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

He nodded in agreement.

She asked him to remember the poker night and he did. She asked him if he liked seeing his wife in a skimpy little outfit in front of his friends and he admitted that he did. Then she asked him if he knew that his friends could see her ass up her shorts when she bent over and he said no. She squeezed his balls. He gasped at the pain and then admitted that he did. And then she had him admit that he liked it. And then that he had told his friends to watch for it and that he had put the beer cooler in a place where most of them could see her exposing her ass every time she bent over to get a beer for one of them.

"But that isn't going to happen anymore, is it Mike? You're my boy toy now, to use any way I want, any time I want, right?"

"Yes!"

"And I get to decide when I dress up really sexy and let other men stare at me, right Mike?"

"Yes," He answered again.

She started to stroke him a little faster. "Now tell me you are sorry for letting all those men look at my ass."

"I'm sorry."

"And that you are my boy toy forever. And that you will follow all of my rules from now on."

"Yes."

"Now you are going to pledge to me that you are my boy toy forever and beg to be allowed to cum."

Mike promised and begged profusely for several minutes with Tara bringing him to the brink and then slowing down again. He was rock hard and desperate to cum but Tara expertly slowed down just before he exploded.

"Do you like being played with like this, Mike?" Tara purred quietly in his ear as she gently, slowly rubbed his hyper-sensitive cock head too slowly to get him over the edge but just enough to keep him right on the edge.

"Please let me cum," was Mike's response. His pleading had a note of desperation in it.

"If I am going to let you cum, you have to promise to be my bitch."

"I'll be your bitch! I promise!"

Tara continued to rub his cock head slowly, gently and then move her hand to stroking his rigid shaft. Mike responded with inaudible moans and groans of pleasure mixed with the strain of not getting relief of his long period of arousal.

"I want you to be my whore, too, if I feel like it."

"I'll be your whore if you want me to. Anything you want." Mike struggled to respond between heavy, deep breaths and his groans and moans.

Tara had all she wanted. She increased the rhythm of her strokes up and down his shaft. Mike could barely eke out a few more begging requests to be allowed to cum. As Tara felt him tense to the point where she wondered if a man could actually explode from lack of an orgasm, she stroked him rapidly a couple of more times as she commanded in a loud whisper in his ear, "Cum!"

Mike did explode. Cum shot out of his cock several feet away from where he was standing. Four or five more streams came out of him following the big explosion. Then his body quivered and twitched with spasms as post ejaculate orgasms continue to sweep through his body. As they started to subside, he stumbled back and, luckily, fell in chair, totally spent.

Jazz looked on in envy that Tara had been able to control a man to such a massive orgasm. Lisa was in awe. Mindy, of course, was delighted to see her friend gain such control of her husband. Both Tara and Mindy were already thinking of other fun things to do with their new boy toy.



Boy-Toy Ch. 01



Chapter 1: The Interview

Audition for boy toy. Wanted, young twenties, low fat, little hair to serve the needs of several men for weekend get-away. Audition a must. Email if you fit the description and are interested. Must send photo.

That's it. That's all the ad said. What excited me the most was the word several. Three, Four...More?!?! Being a swimmer, I fit the description to a tee. 5'9", 145 lbs, and very little hair due to swim team regulations. I was perfect for the job. 

Now I've always loved women, the way they feel, smell, etc, but sometimes a guy wants to switch places and be the object of attention, to be the slut, to be the very tool, you could say, to bring another man to orgasm. That's me. When I am with a girl, I am very much the aggressor, the dominant one, but I switch roles when I'm with a guy. I love to be grabbed and talked dirty too and called a slut. I like to be used. This ad was just what I wanted.

I quickly emailed my response to the email address provided and included several pictures. I then lay down on my bed and masturbated to the made up images of what this would be.

- - - - 

Two days later, I received an email response saying that they would like to "interview" me. They gave me directions to a local hotel suite and provided me with a room number with a date and time to be there. The date and time was for tomorrow, Wednesday night.

I was so excited.

The next day, I primped my self by shaving off all of my body hair, washing extra good and doing myself up right. I dressed in some shredded jeans, a Hollister t-shirt and some sandals. No underwear for today. What was the point?

I showed up at the Hotel and went up to the 6th floor to the room number that was provided. I was so nervous. What if this was a joke, a prank, something of that nature. But the idea of being "interviewed" by several men was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

I knocked and waited. A man, in his mid-thirties, answered the door and asked, "Mark?" 

I acknowledged and he stuck out his hand. "Great to meet you. I'm Mitch." He was a little taller than me, about 6' tall, in average shape. He looked like he hit the gym a couple times a week, but was far from a muscular guy. Hair still brown and above average looks. He was dressed in a Golf Shirt and some khaki slacks. 

He invited me in and ushered me towards the living area of this large hotel suite. There were two couches, one a full length, the other a love seat situated in a 90 degree angle and a single seat couch facing the others. It appeared that normally, there was a coffee table situated in the middle, but they had moved it to the far side of the room. Guess I know where the "interview" was to take place.

He had me sit in the one seat couch and he himself sat down on the love seat next to a companion of his. There were a total of four men here. All in their middle to late 30's, it appeared, and all dressed in very nice business casual clothes.

Mitch introduced his associates. On the small couch with him was Charles. Charles, appeared, although hard to tell as they were sitting down, to be the tallest of the group. A little thinner than the rest, starting to lose his hair, but not in a way that made him seem unattractive. He kept the rest of his hair shorter so as not to draw to the hair loss situation. He was barely average in the looks department as well. 

On the larger couch were John and Alex. Alex was definitely the stockiest of the four with a short cut haircut. His demeanor and looks reminded me of ex-military. John was actually a really good looking man, who appeared to be the oldest of the four, but still had dark hair and chiseled features. 

They explained that they were attorneys who, although happily married, did a quarterly retreat, be it to the beach somewhere, skiing, camping, etc. It was meant as an escape from their daily grind and a chance for them to do things they couldn't normally do with their wives. For each of these trips, they would bring with them some entertainment, as one would call it, to totally serve their needs, be it cooking, cleaning or sexual. 

They then told me that I would be thoroughly examined to make sure that I fit their qualifications and that I would be someone that the other gentleman going on the retreat would enjoy as well. (More? More than 4? Amazing.)

Alex said, "Enough with the introductions. Stand up, and take off your clothes. Let's see what you look like."

How exciting, stripping for these men. Now, I don't know if I mentioned it, but when it comes to being used by men, it's just that, men. I don't want to be with boys. I want older men. 

I stood up and removed my shirt and kicked off my sandals. I then proceeded to undo my pants and slowly take them off, letting my, semi hard cock come in to view. They sat there staring at me and John and Mitch both leaned forward, and they all began looking at each other and smiling, saying things that I couldn't quite hear. 

Mitch told me to walk over to him. I walked over to him and stood before him. He then had me turn around so he could get a good look at my ass. Now, I am VERY proud of my ass. Due to my swimming, it's nice and round, a lot like a girl's ass, but very firm. I felt one of his hands start rubbing on my ass and them saying how great it was. Here I was, naked in front of 4 clothed men and they were examining me like I was a cut of steak. By now, I was fully hard and barely anything had happened yet.

He then told me to turn around and he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me towards him, making me straddle him. He then took my head in his hands and began kissing me. It was a soft kiss and it felt great. His stubble sent chills down me as we kissed, his hands caressing my back as well as the back of my head. I then felt Charles, grabbing my ass as I was kissing Mitch. I slowly started rocking back and forth, "riding" Mitch as we made out. 

Charles grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him. Flopping like a cheap whore being tossed between two men, I quickly repositioned myself so that I was straddling Charles as he began to kiss me. I guess this was the kissing part of the audition, but I loved it. Men and women kiss so different. As I was kissing Charles, who kissed a little bit like a snake, I felt Mitch's hands on me, rubbing up and down my back and then I felt another set of hands on my back. 

Arms were put underneath my arms and lifted me off the couch. It was Alex. He turned me around and looked me right in the face, grabbed my ass and said, "don't' get used to all this gentle kissing slut; we're going to examine you inside and out. This is just the beginning."

With that, he sat back down on the couch, pulling me on top of him and he began to aggressively kiss me, biting at my lip, pulling on it, slapping my ass. I was riding him now like a bitch in heat. I was so turned on and they weren't even out of their clothes yet.

He then grabbed me on either side of my face and said, "Go make out with John so he can see how the whore kisses, and then we can really see how good that pretty mouth of yours is."

I crawled on the couch to John and straddled him. Wow, he really was attractive. He reached up and slowly put his hand behind my head and pulled me to him. The kiss was ecstasy. We kissed for a little bit and then he scooted a little bit towards Alex with me on his lap and he looked in my eyes and told me he wanted to get a better look at my ass. I started to get up, but he told me to just lie across him. I did, and this put my head right in Alex's lap.

He started caressing my ass, gently at first, but then came the grabbing and cupping, gentle and rough slaps. I felt his hands running up and down my inner legs and my back, just feeling my tanned skin. I felt the others two also rubbing on my body. Fingers were running up the crack of my ass, hands were all over the back of my body and voices described what a hot slut I was. While this is going on, the side of my face is lying on Alex's lap, face towards him and he's grabbing the other side of my head and humping his cock against my face. I hear him saying how he can't wait to split me. I hear the other guys laugh and say, "well let us have a chance at him first!" 

I feel arms around my waist and I am picked up and now standing, facing Mitch. He is now naked and before I get a chance to look at him, he's kissing me, full on, bodies together, cocks rubbing together and he's passionately kissing me. I then feel the head of another cock in my lower back and a mouth on my shoulder. I assume, due to where the cock's hitting me, that this is Charles. But really, I don't care. The mouths on my skin, the sandwich that our bodies have created with me being the proverbial meat, all make me feel as though I've found heaven, and I don't want to leave. 

Mitch is kissing on my nipples as I hear Charles whisper in my ear, "Enough of you being the center of attention boy. Get on your knees and suck our cocks faggot." I slowly go down to my knees, but these men, don't pull back to allow me down easily, so their cocks slide up my skin as I go down. 

Once on my knees, they regroup and both get in front of me. Both men have great cocks. Both around 7-7.5 inches, but as different as can be. (You know how cocks can all look different) Mitch's cock is great, with a slight upwards curve, his is very reminiscent of Peter North's cock, just not THAT big. Charles's is a little longer and wide, but more flat and wide as opposed to being completely circular. 

I grabbed each cock and started stroking immediately. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. I took turns going back and forth using my lips and the tip of my tongue on the heads of their cocks. When I got to Mitch's, he grabbed my head and shoved his cock all the way back. I started bobbing on his cock like my life depended on it. Charles was inching closer to my face, obviously not intent with just a hand job and was rubbing his cock on the side of my face while I sucked off Mitch. I then switched and repeated. 

I really went crazy, going back and forth, trying to stick both cocks in my mouth, rubbing them on my face, and I felt another cock slapping me on the head from behind. I leaned my head back while holding on to the other cocks and got a pair of balls from John on my forehead. I playfully licked the underside of his cock that seemed about the same length, just a little thinner than the other guys, but not in a bad way, and then shifted so that now Charles was in the middle, John on my left and Mitch on my right. These guys went at it. They pulled me from cock to cock. They would shove two cocks at a time in my face. They would lean my head back and slap my face like I was some porn slut. If they didn't have a cock in my mouth, they were bent over feeling my ass or back or pinching my nipples.

Then I heard him. Alex. "My turn."

They all laughed and I turned, surrounded by cocks like a cum-slut in a suck off competition, and saw him sitting on the couch, naked, legs spread stroking what looked like a 9 or 10 inch cock. Who knows, they all look bigger from the underside, but still, this cock was huge. I couldn't stop staring. These other guys were still rubbing on me with their cocks and feeling me up, but that's the cock I wanted right now. I started to get up and Alex said, "No. Crawl bitch."

I let go of everything else and got down on all fours and crawled to him. I came between his legs and started licking his balls while he continued to stroke his wonderful cock. He held it against my face and told me to look at him while I cleaned his balls. I then propped myself up and licked up his entire cock. I took it from him and began licking the shit out of his cock. I then took it in my mouth and starting blowing this cock of life like there was no tomorrow. 

I was so happy I was wiggling my ass back and forth like a bitch in heat. I took my mouth off of his cock but continued to stroke it as I looked back to the other guys who were now playing with my ass. I said to them, "I thought I was a fuck toy? Fuck me! Use me!"

That's all they needed, I felt a cock head at the entrance to my ass and pushed back. With hands on my hips, my unseen molester entered me fast and quick. The air escaped from me as I, cock in hand, buried my head in Alex's lap, cock resting on my head as I was assailed from behind. I looked back to see John going at me like the whore I am. Alex, grabbed my head and yelled, "Did I tell you to stop sucking my cock bitch? 

I immediately went back to sucking his cock...happily, of course. 

I tried to make it a good blow job, but John kept ramming into me so that if the air didn't escape from me from the force of his thrust, I would momentarily be frozen in shockwaves of ecstasy. John pulled out and I went back to Alex's cock sucking it in my mouth as far and as fast as I could get it and then licking the underside, and rubbing my lips up and down the sensitive underside while stroking him. I would slap his cock against my face while looking him in the eye. 

The other two guys took their turns filling my ass with their cocks as I worshiped Alex's amazing cock. I did notice that none of them came. I looked up and saw them standing around me stroking their cocks and that's when Alex got up and forcefully brought me to my feet. He took me to the side of the couch and bent me over the arm of the couch. I felt his hands on my hips as he aimed his monster at the opening of my ass. He used one of his hands to rub his cock up and down the crack of my ass and then, without warning, shoved his cock into my willing ass. 

Mitch came and lied down on the couch, scooting himself towards me so that his cock was in my face. He shoved it in and again, I was filled with two cocks. This went on for a while, me being molested, these men having their way with me like I was a breathing fuck doll, and I never wanted it to end.

Alex then pulled out of my ass as it gasped in dissatisfaction at being empty again. He lay down on the ground and pulled me on top of him. I immediately impaled myself on his throbbing butt plug and sat up riding him, eyes closed in pure lust. I heard him say, "John, time for the lube."

Lube? What did they need lube for? They had each had their cocks in me. They all were able to fit. I was unsure of what was going on, but was told to keep fucking. So I did. I fucked, my cock, throbbing hard, ready to burst. 

Alex pulled me towards him so that I was laying on him with his cock in my ass and he whispered, "Ready for the second cock?"

I felt lube being rubbed on my ass and finally understood. I was to be double stuffed. They had been working my ass open so that they could double stuff me. I came. Right then. 

John crouched behind me like a dog mounting his bitch and slowly started to work his cock along my ass, pushing and rubbing, using his fingers till finally his cock popped in. The pain was intense, but there was no reprieve. They got into a rhythm and eventually the pain turned to pleasure. Intense pleasure. I could feel that I was getting hard again. I lay sandwiched between these men, while they pistoned their cocks in and out of my ass. Meanwhile, Mitch and Charles got on their knees and scooted in close to me. Both bucking their hips forward, their cocks were right in my face. I opened my mouth and they both fed their cocks to me at the same time. For a brief moment, I had four cocks in me. God, I'm such a slut. They all cheered as this happened and then one by one, got off of me and had me get on my knees. Kneeling in between them, I went back to sucking their cocks, being pulled off one and gagged with another. The names, the insults, the cocks. What rapture. What joy! 

John was the first. I didn't see him cum, but as I had a hand on both Mitch and Charles's cocks and Alex's beast was stretching out my mouth, the hot wetness that I felt splattering against my back and the back of my head could only come from him. Alex told me to clean John and I turned around and took his cock in my mouth and cleaned the cum from his still hard cock. Charles grabbed my chin and turned me towards him in time for him to unload on my face. He shot a lot and with him furiously jerking his cock it went in my hair, my face, my chest, shoulders and some into my mouth. 

Mitch came up and told me to open up. I placed my hands on his legs, rubbing my hands up and down his thighs as I sat with my eyes looking up at him and my mouth open, ready for his load. He let out a low grunt and shot thick ropes of cum into my mouth. After five big spurts I took his cock in my mouth. I sucked him for a few seconds when I felt Alex unloading on the right side of my face and on my shoulders. I took Mitch out of my mouth and went to work on cleaning up Alex. Not a single one of them had bad tasting cum. 

Alex pulled his cock out of my mouth. They were all remarking on how much of a cum-slut I was. I sat there, wiping cum off of my face and body and shoveling it into my mouth with my left hand while stroking my cock with my right hand. 

They made me lie on the floor and jerk off while they watched. I came so hard that even cumming a second time, I still managed to have some of my own cum fly up and land on my face and chest. I ate my own cum as these guys "cheered" me on.

After cleaning up, they, while laughing in disbelief, told me that I had the job and that they would pick me up Friday if I wanted to join them. I was saying, "yes, please!?!?" before they had a chance to finish asking me. I asked them what I should pack and they said, "Don't worry; we'll take care of that. Just make sure you are cleaned and shaven. We'll call you on Friday to let you know what time we'll be there. Plan on early."

With that, I left to go home where I arrived, stripped and jerked off again. 

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Next Chapter: "Boy-Toy" Chapter 2 – The Ride 



Boy Toy Ch. 02



Boy Toy Ch. 02: Blackmailed

Terry’s body was drenched with sweat. His lips were kiss swollen. His ass was sore, and he smelled like cum. Who would not know what he had been doing once he left the room? The reality of it all made him blush. 

He was so preoccupied by his first gay encounter that he had not noticed that the dean had been following him down the hall.

“McKenna, I want to have a word with you.”

Shit, what does he want?

“Sure thing, Mr. Smith.”

Terry was led to his office.

“I’m concerned about you, McKenna. It seems that I will be forced to expel you.”

“What? Why?”

The dean stared at him. “Come on McKenna…you know why. I’m not stupid.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir.”

“You don’t do you? Well I will enlighten you, son. You smell like man cum.”

Terry blanched.

“I know what it smells like, and you’re stinking with it. You and Professor Erickson have been fucking, haven’t you?”

Terry tried to deny his accusation. “No sir.”

“You leave me no choice.” He rummaged through some papers in his desk and said, “I’m going to have to expel you and fire Mr. Erickson.”

“No, please don’t, sir!”

“I can’t just ignore this, McKenna. What do you propose that I do?”

Terry’s blood pounded in his ears. How had he gotten himself into this mess? He was at a loss for words. He did not know what he could do to make everything better. He was going to be expelled.

“You could prevent this, McKenna.”

“How?”

“You could do for me what you did with Erickson.”

Terry’s heart skipped a beat. “What’s that sir?”

“I want to fuck you, McKenna. I want you to ride my pole.”

His words made Terry blush crimson. He had never expected someone of the dean’s caliber to have such a filthy mind. He had never expected the same of Professor Erickson.

“Well, should I start writing up your expulsion papers now?” Smith threatened.

Terry shook his head and blurted out, “No, I’ll do what you want! Just don’t fire the professor, please!”

Smith grinned and said, “I knew that you’d make a reasonable decision.” He scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to Terry. “Be at this address at 4:30 this afternoon. If you don’t show up, consider yourself barred from the school premises.”

Terry took the paper and left the dean’s office. He considered going to Erickson and telling him what had happened, but he did not want to get him involved. He would be too ashamed to face Erickson with a problem like that. He would tell him after the deed was done.

*****

At 4:30, Terry showed up to a large brick residence just a few miles away from the school. He nervously knocked on the door and flinched as the door opened. Smith ushered him in and immediately started in on him.

“Put this on,” Smith ordered.

Terry looked at the studded piece of leather that the dean held out to him and cringed. It was a dog collar. Terry did not want to wear it. It was degrading. He had apparently hesitated too long because the dean stepped forward and roughly buckled the thing around Terry’s neck.

The leather band was terribly uncomfortable.

“Now, take your clothes off. I want to see what Erickson found so good.” Terry did as he was told. The old goat rubbed at his package beneath his gray slacks.

“Turn around and let me get a look at you.”

Terry reluctantly did. 

“Yes…you have a perfect looking ass, don’t you?”

Terry suddenly felt Smith’s fingers probing between his exposed cheeks. He tried to pull away, but the dean’s finger was already situated within his rectum.

“You’ll have to be purged,” Smith whispered into his ear. “I want to make sure that all I feel when I’m inside of you is your hot ass muscles.”

Purged? Holy shit!

After a while, smith removed his finger from Terry’s ass and hooked his finger through the ring attached to the dog collar. He pulled Terry along behind him and led him upstairs to the bathroom.

Terry’s eyes bulged as he saw an assortment of small clear bottles with slanted plastic nozzles sitting on the counter top. Terry recognized them as feminine douches. He had seen his girlfriend use them a couple of times. 

Smith positioned him, making him place one foot up on the toilet seat. The dean inserted the douche nozzle up Terry’s ass and told him to clench his butt cheeks. When the scented water shot up his ass, Terry gasped and braced himself, holding on to the towel rack above the toilet. Instantly, Terry felt his bowls protest. His stomach began to have terrible cramping pains. He did not know how much longer he could keep his ass clenched. He needed to go, and fast.

“Please!” he pleaded, “I can’t take it anymore!”

“Just a little more. I want you clean, McKenna.”

“Oh, God!”

After another minute, Smith removed the nozzle and straightened up Terry. “Hold it.”

“I can’t!”

“If you let that shit out on my clean bathroom floor, I’ll expel you.”

Terry shook from the effort of keeping his waste from spilling free of him. Finally, the dean had had enough of seeing him suffer, and made him sit down on the toilet. As soon as Terry’s cheeks parted over the porcelain throne, Terry’s bowels emptied itself in a violent torrent. The waste and scented water flowed from him, hot and filthy. Terry’s neck and face turned bright red with embarrassment that this man had orchestrated and seen this raunchy act. 

There was no time mentally to examine what had been done to him, for the dean had shoved a roll of toilet paper at him. “Wipe up and meet me in the den.”

Terry deliberately took his time at the task. He loathed the idea of being with the dean. The man was old enough to be his father. 

From the looks of it, Smith also enjoyed a bit of kink, and Terry was weary to be introduced into the scene by him. He could picture Erickson, his English Literature professor, teaching him, but not old dean Smith.

Five minutes later, he went downstairs and found Smith waiting for him in the den.

“You certainly took long enough, boy.” 

He looked pissed.

“I wanted to make sure that I got everything clean,” Terry told him.

Smith was not mollified.

“Bend over!” he said harshly and pushed Terry’s head down until his forehead touched the floor. Smith picked up a huge wooden paddle from a desk drawer and walked over to the shuddering Terry. The older man’s dick was swinging about obscenely. Terry felt helpless.

Smith wasted no time in swatting Terry’s backside. Terry winced and cried out as the first blow stung his flesh. The wooden paddle was studded, and the cold metal pieces were leaving marks on his skin as they bit into him. Smith hit Terry repeatedly, and made labored sounds as if he was deriving some pleasure from the violent act.

“P-Please,” Terry begged him to stop.

Terry’s ass got red. By the time that Smith had had his fill of torturing the young man, Terry’s ass was throbbing. Smith licked his lips and quickly mounted his powerless victim. Terry only released a small groan –Smith’s cock being as miniscule as it was. It was nothing compared to Erickson’s, and Terry was grateful for the fact. 

Smith attacked Terry’s ass like a rabbit, fucking him hard and fast, as if he was trying to break some racing record. Terry leaned his head down on the crook of his arm and let the old man have him. He thought of Erickson. He wondered what Erickson was doing. 

“Oh, fuck!” Smith was in nirvana. The dean tried pounding into Terry’s ass a little harder to get some reaction out of him, but his tiny cock was pathetic. It was not too long before the dean blew his load inside of Terry. Terry sat back on his heels as Smith collapsed into a chair in exhaustion. Terry’s ass throbbed with the warmth of the older man’s slimy, wet seed. 

“That was fucking great. It will be even better when the others get here.”

Others? Terry thought. What is he talking about?

Terry found out an hour later when some of the dean’s cronies came over to visit the old man. Terry was mortified as the dean introduced his friends to his new submissive. The men all leered at him and ran their fingers through Terry’s hair. One of them pinched his nipple and Terry winced in pain. He could see from the look in their faces that they were thinking about taking him. Terry wished that they would not, but fate was a fickle thing. 

All five of them got undressed, leaving their suits in piles on the floor. Terry trembled as the first man, an ebony haired forty year old, Bourke Smith had called him, came towards him. Bourke rubbed his eight-inch slowly hardening cock over Terry’s face. Terry could smell the man’s musky scent. It made the threat of what was happening to him even more frightening. 

Another man, this one with all white hair, even on his balls approached Terry as well. His name was Cooper. He looked older than Bourke. He was probably in his fifties. He was still fit for an old person. His cock was straining out from his body like a nine-inch iron pole. His huge balls hung heavily beneath his dick. Cooper lowered his face to Terry’s and ran his tongue along the outer shell of Terry’s ear.

The third man, a tanned red haired male that was a little on the chubby side, attacked Terry from the back. Patterson was his name. He made no bones about it. He knelt behind of Terry and started probing at Terry’s ass with his fingers. “Hey, he’s already lubed up,” Patterson announced. 

“Yeah,” Smith said, “I was fucking him earlier. My cum is still inside of him.”

All of the men laughed. Terry blushed with embarrassment. He was soon gasping in astonishment when Patterson replaced his fingers with his skinny, seven-inch cock. His entry was a bit of a surprise. It had happened so suddenly that Terry fell forward, causing Bourke’s cock to jam into his mouth. He could do nothing but hold on to the man’s hips to steady himself. He breathed through his nose to get some oxygen into his lungs. Bourke’s unclean scent filled his air passages. Bourke’s cock was salty, attesting to the fact that he had not washed. Terry almost gagged on him. 

The other two men came forward, their cocks in their hands. One was blond haired, blue eyed. His cock was just above seven inches, but thick. His name was Gregory and Gregory looked all of forty-five. Gregory had a beach look about him. He was handsome enough to have been a model at some point. There was something in him that scared Terry senseless. 

The other man, Patrick, had dark brown hair. He looked like the youngest of the bunch. He had to be at least forty. There was a kindness in him that Terry could feel. In the midst of what was happening to him, Terry found himself wondering what Patrick’s occupation was. Patrick was also fit. He was not as muscular as Cooper was, but he was slender, and taut. His cock was huge. Terry’s own cock twitched just from looking at it. Patrick’s cock must have been ten and a half inches long. It was almost two inches thick. Drool literally leaked from Terry’s stuffed mouth as he eyed the generous tool.

“Look at him, the little bitch,” Smith sneered. “He wants your cock, Patrick.”

“Yeah, he loves cock. He loves it so much, he’s going to get more than he can handle,” the blonde-haired Gregory said. He pinched Terry’s packed cheeks and brought Terry’s hand up to stroke his purple-headed cock. “I’m going to fuck you so good.”

Oh God!

“Hold him up, I want to get beneath him,” Gregory said.

The men moved Terry’s body without removing their cocks from him. Gregory was positioned underneath him. His cock head probed at Terry’s already occupied asshole. Terry panicked and nearly choked on Bourke’s cock. Patterson saw that he was struggling and pressed a hand on his back to keep him down. Gregory pushed at Terry’s stretched orifice and grunted as he forced the knob of his cock into the tight space. Patterson groaned at the friction it caused against his own dick.

Terry’s outcry was muffled by Bourke’s smelly cock in his mouth. He could feel tears escaping the corners of his eyes. The dual penetration was tearing him apart. Suddenly, he felt the wet softness of a tongue at his rear entrance. The appendage alleviated the burning that the two cocks was causing to his painfully extended anal ring. He felt the owner of the blissfully soothing tongue caress his spanked ass cheeks. He was being so tender to Terry.

“Get him good and wet, Patrick. I want to get all the way in,” Gregory said.

Patrick was trying to ease his pain. Patrick was trying to comfort him. 

Terry’s cock twitched again at the realization that Patrick was tasting such an intimate part of him. Only Erickson had ever done that to him, and now Patrick was doing it as well. He got Terry’s ass hole so wet that Terry did not even feel when Gregory slipped himself in to the base. 

He heard Patterson groan and mutter a curse. “He’s too fucking tight for both of us to move.”

Indeed, Terry was engorged with their meat. He could feel the two solid slabs of flesh jammed up his ass. They were hard and throbbing. Tentatively, Terry moved over the pulsing stakes and found that he had managed to move them out of his ass a full inch. His tender insides were tugged along the swollen cocks, sending a shock of pleasure through him. “He’s so fucking hot,” Patterson muttered through clenched teeth.

Cooper reached over to pinch one of Patterson’s nipples. 

“Fuck me,” the red head told him.

Cooper obeyed, standing behind of the perspiring Patterson and ramming his nine-inch cock up the red head’s ass. 

“Oh, fuck, yes!”

Terry was rocked forward from the brunt of Cooper’s lusty union with Patterson. He accidentally bit down on Bourke’s cock and the forty year old pulled his shaft free. Smith went down on his knees and started to devour Bourke’s red cock.

This is unbelievable! Terry thought. 

It was a fucking gay orgy, and he was a part of it.

He moved his hips over the two cocks, finally taking pleasure in being stuffed with blistering male meat. He moaned and looked down at Gregory. The older man’s face was screwed up in concentration. His eyes were closed and a look of pure euphoria dominated his features. He was going to cum very soon. 

Terry wanted him to cum. He wanted to feel his juices.

He worked harder over the shafts, frigging himself and Patrick’s tongue in the process. “Fuck me!” he demanded. “Get your tongue up there! Ooooooohhhhh…yeeeeeaaaahhhh!”

“Shit! I’m cumming!” Patterson yelled and showered Terry’s ass with his semen.

Terry felt the redhead fall away from him. His asshole fluttered close over Gregory’s cock. His ass was wet, and the single cock still inside of it made slippery noises. 

Terry could feel more of Patrick’s pink tongue. 

Bourke let out a bellow and squirted into Dean Smith’s mouth. The image of Terry getting a sound fucking was too much for him. The dean greedily lapped up Bourke’s thick secretions. Terry watched the spectacle and shivered as his cock jerked. He was cumming. His ass cheeks clenched over Gregory’s pole. Gregory sighed and reached down for Terry’s cock. He gave it a squeeze and pumped his fist over him. He tugged at the shaft, pinched it until Terry’s creamy white release bubbled forth from it and coated his abdomen. Terry, stunned by the sudden spurt, increased his strokes over Gregory’s cock spurning him to orgasm. Gregory thrust his hips upward and roared. His seed soaked Terry’s bowels. 

“Shit!” The blonde’s cock slipped free of Terry’s chute and fell back limply against his stomach, wet with cum.

Terry weakly rolled on to his side. Someone touched his thigh, and then hiked it up and over their shoulder. Terry looked down and saw a crown of shiny dark brown hair between his legs.

“Patrick…”

“Shhh…it’s okay,” Patrick told him before he buried his tongue completely up Terry’s ass. He licked and sucked at Terry’s sore ass. He quenched his insatiable thirst on the man juice that seeped from Terry’s rear. Terry thought that he was out of his mind. He wondered what satisfaction Patrick could possibly be getting from eating man cum from out of his ass. 

The others had exhausted themselves and were lying around the den. Terry was relieved that they were not trying to get to him again. He preferred the young Patrick. 

After Patrick had gleaned the last drop of cum from his orifice, he ran his fingers through Terry’s hair and pulled him into his embrace.

“I’ll take you home if you want,” he offered.

Terry glanced at the dean. He and Bourke were engaged in a sixty-nine.

“Don’t worry about him. He won’t bother you again. You did your part.”

Terry lowered his gaze and shyly asked, “Well, what about you?”

“You need to recuperate. I’d rather have you rested than worn out. Come on, get dressed.”

Again, Terry looked at the dean. He seemed preoccupied with Bourke’s musky dick down his throat. Terry hastily got dressed and let Patrick take him home. He was eager to tell Erickson what had happened to him and was dying for a bath.



Boy-Toy Ch. 02



Friday came, and it found me filled with emotion. Nervous, excited, horny, scared. Truth be told, I was about to go away for a weekend with four men that, outside of how they look naked and taste, I knew nothing about. I had taken the morning to primp myself. Once again, bathing and removing every ounce of body hair making my toned tan body look just that much better and younger. The men said that I didn't need to worry about bringing anything, but I packed a small bag with the bare essentials like toothpaste, toothbrush, deodorant, flavored lube, you know, the essentials! 

I dressed in some girl's short black volleyball spandex shorts and a tight black t-shirt with some black sandals. My cock, hard, was fully visible in the shorts and the material went up my ass. You might as well have painted them on. They had called early that morning telling me to be shaved and cleaned and to wear something tight and black. 

I received another call and it was from Mitch, telling me that they were downstairs in the limo and for me to come on down. My heart began to race as I quickly grabbed my wallet, locked the door and raced down. I jumped into the back of the limo to find still, just the four of them. Mitch explained that we would be at the cabin first and that the other two guys and Mandee would be there later. 

I found out that Mandee was one of their interns who had a major thing for guy on guy sex and was coming down to "watch". I was sitting there between Mitch and John and they were both rubbing on my legs and asking me if I was ready for this weekend. I just smiled and put my hand on both of their crotches and started massaging my answer into their cocks. John grabbed my face and began to kiss me and Mitch started tweaking my nipples. John asked me to suck his cock and I happily smiled and got down on my knees in front of him. I pulled his shorts down and began licking his cock up and down like the fleshpop it was. My ass wiggled in the air like the bitch in heat that I am and was immediately molested by the other's hands. 

"We got ourselves a great one this time. We may not even need to audition anyone next time"said Charles.

I sucked off John, then Mitch, then Charles and finally Alex's beast, swallowing all their loads, soaking up each one of their sex filled insults and wanting more. They told me that I was not allowed to jerk off until we got to the cabin. My cock was so hard that it hurt, but I was determined to do what my master's wanted of me.

While driving, they each started to get the need to pee, so the driver pulled off at the next rest stop and parked. I noticed that there were not a lot of cars at the rest stop and very happy for that. We all got out and headed towards the men's restroom, me still in my tight slut clothes, and we all entered.

We all peed and then went to leave. Upon leaving, two tall black gentlemen were walking in. They did a stop and turn when they saw me, and I heard one of them say, "damn dawg, look at the ass on the fairy boy there!"

The men stopped and turned around and Alex said, "You like our slut?"

"Fuck yeah we do."

"Would you like to borrow him for a few minutes?"

My heart was racing. Borrow? You mean to tell me that these guys were going to be allowed to use me. I didn't even know them. 

"Hell yeah dawg. Let us piss and then we'll take your boy for a spin"

Alex looked at Charles and he went and closed the gate to the restroom so that the "Closed for Cleaning" sign was showing. We all walked back to the restroom area and the black guys told me to come over and give them a hand. 

I walked in between them and they told me to reach in a pull their cocks out and hold them while they piss. I reached in and couldn't believe it. These guys were well over 6' tall and their cocks made Alex's seem average. I gripped my hand around their logs as they blasted the back of the urinals with their piss. While they peed, I slowly jacked off their cocks as best I could considering I couldn't get my hands around them all the way.

Once they were done, they pushed me to the ground and began wiping their cocks on my face. As humiliating as it was to have their left over piss rubbed on my face, in a public restroom, by guys whose name I didn't know, I was so turned on and the thought of these cocks was not helping. 

I lost it. I took the guy on my left into my mouth, stretching my mouth, trying to get what I could in. I jerked off the guy on my right for a while as I bathed his friends with my tongue. I switched and did the same thing. I went back and forth two or three times before they took things into their own hands. They started trying to fuck my mouth, with their hands on the back of my head. If one wasn't in my mouth, it was rubbing on my face or slapping me. 

Mitch told them that they should get a look at my ass, as it was tight and firm and probably dying to get filled.

Dying was the right word, but it's what I felt would happen to me if they tried to stick these logs up my ass. Still, didn't care. I was here to be a slut, not to say no. They stood me up and had me bend over, hands on a sink as their huge hands molested by ass. The taller of the two got behind me and started dry humping me. 

"Ah yeah, the fairy's gonna scream."

With that, he pulled down my shorts to my knees and kneeled down. He spit right on my tight shaved hole then stood up and worked his cock up and down the crack of my ass. He began pushing and it was as if my ass was putting up a fight. A fight it was sure to lose. He grabbed my hips, and shoved hard. Then came the pain. My pain was of no consequence as I am sure that the tightness of my ass compared to the size of his cock was putting him in heaven. He began to fuck me. And when I say fuck, I mean fuck. He was grunting, slamming into my ass as if he would win a prize based on how hard he slammed into me. He told me to look up and watch myself get fucked. I did as I was told but truth be told, every time he slammed into me, the room spun so concentrating on this was impossible. His friend told him to turn me towards him and they did. Bent over, hands on his friend's hips, I took his friends cock and became impaled from both ends. The pain had gone away and I was filled with more ecstasy than I had felt ever. This went on for a little while longer and then they switched. They fucked me from both ends till they both pulled out. 

They told me to get naked on the floor. They then both stood in front of me jacking off furiously. I opened my mouth to catch their cum and they told me to shut my mouth. I was going to wear their cum. While looking up, I noticed that John had a video camera and was (and had been) filming the whole thing. These two monster cocks unloaded what felt like a pint of cum each. I was soaked. I was happy. I was still horny. They guys told me to clean their cocks off with my mouth while jerking my own cock off. I looked up at Mitch and he gave me the Ok. I took these huge cocks into my mouth and just savored the felling of softening cocks popping in and out of my mouth, dancing in front of and on my face like angry snakes. I shot so hard that some flew and hit the other side of the restroom wall. They brothers gave my face one final slap with their cocks and then they packed up and left. 

Alex told me to get cleaned up and to meet them out in the car. We were only an hour away from the cabin and had to get their in time to get me set up for the welcome.

I did as I was told and headed out to the limo. I got some strange looks from some of the rest stop visitors, but I didn't care. My needs were being satisfied. My boy toy, cock sucking, cum craving, being used needs that is. 

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Next Chapter: "Boy-Toy" Ch. 3 – Welcome, care for a blow-job? 



Boy-Toy Ch. 03



Author's note: While this story is in the group sex category because of the inclusion of a girl, please know that this story and the following chapters will involve lots of gay sex, dominance, humiliation and pegging (future chapters). If this is not what you are interested in, consider yourself fairly warned.

The players so far:

Mitch - 6' tall, in average shape, looks like he hits the gym a couple times a week, but is far from a muscular guy. Hair still brown and above average looks. His cock is 7" with a slight upwards curve. 

Charles - Tallest of the group, a little thinner than the rest, starting to lose his hair, but not in a bad way. Barely average looking. His cock is around 7.5", but more flat and wide as opposed to being completely circular. 

Alex - Stockiest of the four with a short cut haircut. His demeanor and looks make him appear to be ex-military. His cock is the biggest I've ever seen at between 9-10".

John - Really good looking man who is the oldest of the four, but still has dark hair and chiseled features. His cock is about 7" and just a little thinner than the other guys, but not in a bad way.

Me - . 5'9", 145 lbs, and very little hair due to my swim team regulations. Small frame, good tone and a pert, bubble-butt with a nice, cut 6.5" cock.

Now on to the next chapter.




After giving all the men blowjobs in the limo and then stopping at a rest stop to pee, I had been whored out to two black men, strangers, that split roasted me in the bathroom. I had cleaned myself up and we all returned to the limo.

The ride to the cabin took just over an hour, but we finally pulled up to the remote structure that was buried deep in heavy woods and foliage. The men got out and instructed me to bring in their luggage and bags from the trunk. As I was bringing in their luggage and many bags of groceries and liquor, I heard Mitch telling the driver to come back on Sunday afternoon to pick us up. I walked in the cabin and placed some of the grocery bags on the counter and then walked back out to get more. As I did, Mitch called me over to where he and the driver were standing.

"Hey, before he leaves, he mentioned that he wanted to see about getting a tip from you personally, so I told him you'd be happy too," Mitch said. "Take care of him for me and then finish bringing in the stuff and put it all away. The rest of the group should be here in about an hour and a half."

He walked away and the driver looked at me and smiled and just pulled his zipper down. I knelt in front of him and pulled out his cock. It was smaller than the men I was here with, but still about 6" and nicely shaped. I took him into my mouth and he put his hands on the back of my head and began to pump into my mouth, using me as just a hot, wet place to stick his cock.

He repositioned me so that my back was up against the driver's door of the limo and leaned into me. This pushed the back of my head against the door, trapping me between it and his pelvis. He picked up the pace and really began to plow into me and I was unable to move or do anything but provide a good fuckhole for him. Within two minutes, he grunted and shot off in my mouth and down my throat. He kept his cock in my mouth and told me to clean him off which I did happily. It wasn't a very long experience, but again, being whored out and used made me feel so good.

I stood up and finished taking in the rest of the luggage and bags. Once everything was inside, the men grabbed their bags and I went ahead and put all the groceries away. 

The cabin was very nice. It was a mixture of rustic, complemented by state of the art technology like flat screens. There was a large communal area that was the den and it was on the same level as the kitchen and large game room. Raised up from the main floor by about five steps were many rooms that all opened out to the center den area and surrounded it. I came to find out that there were 6 rooms and two large, immaculately decorated bathrooms with large walk in showers and Jacuzzi's in both. There was also a large balcony that looked out over the woods and contained a very large hot tub and a grill and smoker.

Mitch came out and was carrying a bundle of what looked like chains and leather straps. "They are going to be here in a few minutes and we need to get you ready."

He had me kneel down about 10 feet from the door and told me to take my shirt and flip flops off. I still had my tight, black girl's volleyball shorts on, but that was it. He shackled my ankles together and then put my arms behind my back, handcuffed them and shackled them with a short chain to my ankle shackles. He then put a leather collar on me and attached a black leather leash to it. 

He kneeled down in front of me and pulled out a black sharpie and began to write something on my chest. When he was done, he smiled at me, stood up and walked away. He joined the rest of the guys in the den and I heard the TV come on. I looked down and even though the writing was upside down from my point of view, I could still read what he had wrote.

"Welcome! Care for a blowjob?"

I chuckled at this. Yep, now I was a cock-sucking welcome mat.

A few minutes later I heard a car pull up the gravel driveway, its tires crackling over the loose rocks. I heard three doors close and faint voices coming towards the door. The door opened and two men, followed by a young lady entered the cabin.

The first guy, who I would later find out was named Ed, appeared to be in his late 30's, was in great shape and was about 5'10" and the other one, who I came to know as Will, was probably 6'2" and also in good shape. They were wearing golf shorts, sandals and polo shirts. The girl with them was Mandee and she was probably in her early twenties, maybe in college or just out. She had a tight, toned and tan body. She had killer legs and probably C-cup breasts. She was wearing cowboy style boots, short, cutoff jean shorts and two tank tops, layered, pink over white.

The guys smiled and chuckled, but Mandee bent over and clasped her hands over her mouth and let out a huge scream, then began laughing hysterically. She was staring at me wide eyed and laughing. "Oh my God, this is awesome," she said between laughs, "I know you all said you got some little guy to come up here and be your bitch for the weekend, but, oh my God, this is just too funny. I love it!" 

Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she laughed at me and her dark brunette hair that was pulled in a ponytail bounced away. She was very pretty and for most people, this sort of humiliation would be torture, but for me, it just made me harder.

"So, wow, are you all going to do it right here with him all tied up and out in the open?" she asked.

"Oh yeah. Remember, when you found out about this trip, we told you the whole time was spent, drinking and fucking for the most part. You are going to see a lot of naked men this weekend and they'll be using him here for most of it," said Will. 

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh," she said excitedly, "thank you all so much for letting me come on this trip with you all. So, are you gonna do it now, I mean, get a blowjob from him?" She was so wide eyed, like a kid on Christmas morning wondering if they could open their presents.

"That is what he's here for," said Ed.

"And you want this," she asked looking at me with a naughty look in her eyes.

"It is what I'm here for," I said repeating back the words Ed had just spoke and then smiled, not quite able to take my eyes off her.

Ed stepped up and unzipped his shorts and pulled it out his cock. It was about 7" long, very smooth with almost no bulging veins and a large, spongy mushroom head.

"Oh wow, Ed, you have a nice dick," she said as he stepped forward towards me. 

"If you like mine, you are in for a visual treat this weekend because I am probably one of the smallest in our group," he said and pushed forward and I opened my mouth to receive him. Mandee stepped up and then kneeled next to me to get a better view as he pushed his way in.

"Oh my God, this is so hot," she said.

He started pumping into my mouth, only inserting about half of his cock each time. Mandee sat there with her mouth open in excited shock as she watched the live gay sex display happening right in front of her. As he was pumping, I heard a voice from behind me.

"So, you finally made it," said Charles, "and I see you found our welcome gift. He's pretty talented, isn't he."

"Oh yeah, he's got a great mouth on him," said Ed.

"What do you think Mandee," asked Charles.

"This is so freakin awesome, oh my God," she exclaimed, never taking her eyes off me as Ed slowly fucked my face.

Ed slowly started going deeper into my mouth, exploring any limitations as a cock sucker I might have. As he got deeper, I started choking and producing more saliva, but never gagged. His deliciously spongy cock-head felt so good in my mouth and my tongue continually explored it as he slowly fucked my mouth. He finally pushed his cock all the way in my mouth and down my throat and Mandee gasped, "Holy shit!" He held his cock in my mouth with my nose pushed up next to his body. He pulled out slowly and his cock was glistening and there were long strings of thick saliva attached to his cock and running to my mouth. He pushed back in and sank himself balls deep in me again and held it there again. He then started to fuck my mouth. He picked up his speed, but never really got into a fast mouth-fucking session. He just went at a good speed, sawing his cock in and out of my mouth and throat and plunging almost his entire cock into my mouth with each stroke. 

Mandee just stayed there watching the whole time and she looked up at Ed and said, "are you gonna cum in his mouth or what?"

"What do you think I should do," he asked her, never even slowing down his throat fucking of me.

"I wanna see you cum on his face. I think it would be so hot to see you cum on him while I watch it up close and personal," she said.

"You got it. You like that idea little man," he asked me. 

"Mmmrfph-hummm," I said in acknowledgement around his cock and everyone laughed. That's when I realized everyone was standing around watching.

He pumped away for a little while longer and then pulled out and began stroking his cock at my face. Mandee leaned in closer, close enough I could feel her breath on me. Ed groaned and unloaded several blasts of thick, hot cum on my face and Mandee gasped in amazement. Ed came alot and coated my face. Mandee then said to them while still looking at me, "Don't judge me," and then leaned in and began licking his cum from my face and giving approving"mmmmm's" as she did.

Her tongue felt so good as she licked up the hot cum from my face. It was completely erotic. She licked my face clean and then sat back and looked up at them, slightly embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, I'm just addicted to the taste of cum and there was so much, I just couldn't help myself."

They all laughed and Ed said, "girl, you have nothing to be sorry about. This is a weekend made for sex. There's going to be a lot of cum this weekend and you are more than welcome to as much of it as you want."

"Yeah Mandee, he's our boy toy, your boy toy, whatever. No rules this weekend," said Mitch. "In fact, I brought you a present for the weekend." He walked over to the den and came back carrying a realistic looking fake cock attached to a harness.

She squealed and jumped up and grabbed the strap-on from him. She stepped into it and Mitch helped her tighten it. She grabbed it with one hand and made a goofy face like she was trying to imitate a male porn star. This made everyone laugh, myself included.

"Wanna try it out," asked Mitch.

"Oh hell yeah," and she jumped in front of me and with her mocking, male porn star face and deep goofy voice, she said, "open up bitch and suck my dick." She broke out in the giggles after that.

I decided to play along and said with a playful smile, "yes sir," and opened my mouth. She tentatively pushed her fake cock in my mouth and I looked up at her and began to bob up and down the fake cock.

"Oh wow, this is so hot. Now I know why you guys like this. You really feel powerful like this," she said.

"Grab the back of his head and really give it to him," said Alex in a gruff voice. She placed her small hands on the back of my head and started pumping her fake cock into my mouth. She got deep in my mouth and I choked, the saliva exploded from my throat and out of my mouth around the cock. This must have startled her because she jumped back and looked at me saying, "oh my God, I'm so sorry."

I laughed and looked up at her with saliva on my face around my mouth and said, "no, no, it's ok. I love choking on a cock. It is perfectly fine. In fact, really get into it and fuck me harder."

"Really?"

"Absolutely, it IS what I'm here for," I said and she along with everyone else laughed.

She stepped forward and I opened up my mouth to give her access. She inserted the fake cock in my mouth and grabbed the back of my head. I looked up at her and smiled with my eyes and she started fucking my mouth, still slow and tentative at first, but quickly picking up speed. She fucked my mouth and soon my throat with good speed and hard strokes and I gurgled around the cock and the thick heavy saliva was poring out of my mouth. 

Alex came over and grabbed the back of my head and started slamming me forward on her fake cock. I coughed and spit, and she would pull out briefly and let me catch my breath quickly before slamming back in. Alex was pushing my head so hard and fast onto the cock, I almost wondered if he wanted to see it come out the back of my head.

"Yeah, that's it, take my dick bitch, choke on it," she said and then started laughing again. "Oh man, I wanna see one of you all do that to him with a real cock."

"Well, I'm glad you said that because I do believe I'm the only one here that hasn't had his or her cock in his mouth," said Will.

She pulled out of my mouth but before leaving my view she said, "now be a grateful bitch and kiss my dick and thank it for using you." 

I leaned forward and kissed the head of the fake cock and looked directly at it and said, "thank you for using me, come back any time."

Will stepped up and Mandee kneeled down next to me to get a better view. Will said, "hey Mandee, since he's tied up, you wanna reach in and pull out my cock and feed it to him?"

"Sure," she said excitedly and reached out and undid his shorts and reached in. She pulled out a cock that looked very similar to her fake one in size and length. She stroked it a few times and said, "good God Will, it's huge."

"Yep, just a little over 8"," he said. She stood up real quick and put hers next to his and compared them right in front of my face. Two big, beautiful cocks, one real and one fake, were rubbing against each other right in front of my face.

"Oh my God, this is so hot, I've gotta see this," she said and then kneeled back down next to me. She grabbed hold of his cock again, told me to open up and then directed the big cock into my mouth. She then grabbed the back of my head and pushed me forward onto it.

Will, horny and turned on from everything that had been happening, went to town in my mouth. He thrust in and out of my mouth with a quick, yet not frantic, pace and the sexy Mandee continued to push my head forward. 

He eventually was able to bottom out and then held his cock there with Mandee pushing me forward onto it. I choked several times, creating copious amounts of saliva that came out of my mouth around his cock each time. He pulled out and this time Mandee stood up behind me and grabbed both sides of my head with her hands and pushed me forward, choking me on his big cock.

"Yeah, that's it slut, take his dick, take it all. Do you know how lucky you are to have this many great cocks to feed on? Huh, do you?" she asked, moving my head from side to side with his 8" cock lodged fully in my mouth and throat.

I tried to reply but just choked out more saliva.

He pulled out and then went all the way back in and held again, producing the same results. She stood up still holding my head with one hand and pushing me forward onto his cock, but she also started slapping her fake cock on the back and top of my head. 

He plunged fully into my throat a few times and then pulled out and rubbed his big, saliva-slickened cock all over my face and even slapped me a few times with it before going back to fucking my face again. He was being very rough and I, along with Mandee and the other guys, was loving it. His throat fucking was about dominance and power and I just ate it up as I kneeled there being bound and used.

He said he was about to cum and he pulled out and I expected him to shoot off on my face, but he quickly said, "Mandee, get back on your knees and open your mouth."

Like lightning, she was down on her knees in a flash, her face almost directly in front of mine with her mouth open and tongue out. His cock was an inch away from her open mouth and he grunted, roared and then shot off a good 7 or 8 shots of thick, white cum into her hungry mouth. I was a bit jealous of not being able to eat or wear his cum, but the visual stimulation was still amazing. 

She closed her mouth and swallowed the large amount of cum then leaned forward and began to clean him off by taking him in her mouth and sucking on his big head.

She sucked him for a short bit and then sat back and smiled. "Oh man, that was so hot." She looked at me and squeezed my cheeks and said, "you are so much fun. You do all the work and I get the reward," and then she let my face go. She looked around at the rest of them and said, "are any of you going to go next?"

"Nah," said John, "he took care of us with that awesome mouth of his on the way up here."

Mandee threw on an exaggerated pouty face.

"Yeah, not to mention those two black guys that did him from both ends at that bathroom rest stop," said Charles.

"Oh my God, you got tag teamed by two black guys? That's so naughty. Did you all know them?" she asked.

"Nope, none of us did, but he took them on like a champ," said Mitch.

"Oh you are a naughty little boy, aren't you," she said looking at me. I just smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, he's a rare find," said Mitch. "When we auditioned him, he was able to please all of us simultaneously with John and Alex in his ass and me and Charles in his mouth."

"You took two cocks in your ass?" she said with a shocked look.

"Not just two cocks, Alex's cock and another. Alex has a good two inches on Will over there," said Mitch.

"Oh my fuckin God, are you serious? I mean, Will is huge and you are saying he took one bigger than that AND another one? Holy shit. I hope you all are planning on doing that again because I have GOT to see that," she said.

"I'm sure you'll be able to see that and more this weekend," said Mitch, "but for now, let's let Mark here up and get ready to do some drinking and grilling. I'm absolutely starving."

They unshackled me and let me get up. I stretched out and as I did, Mandee said, "good God, you've got a nice body. And it looks like you really like being used." She grabbed my extremely hard cock thru the tight shorts and gave it a squeeze. 

"What can I say, it really excites me to please others," I said and smiled.



Chapter 04 is coming soon.....



Boy Toy for a Beast? Ch. 01



Oh Marcie, thank you for being the nosy and insistent darling you are. Your love means so much to me. I never thought the day you saw me in the dorm bathroom stomp into one of the shower stalls for a place to jerk off would lead to events that would grow into a fast friendship between us. You are probably the best friend I have ever had. That is why I have agreed to write down this account of my adventure into a torrid sex life, all be it a dangerous one. You know our agreements and for purposes of this correspondence, I am just "Blonde". 

Bruce! Where do I start about a starved-for-sex creepy dude like him? I guess that restaurant in Georgetown in the middle of the week during happy hour where we met alone for the first time ~ that was when I finally threw in the towel and let a "boy luver" pervert seduce me. His law office was the best place to score some not too difficult bucks in the temp circuit. Too bad I can' t work there anymore. 

Yeah, no surprise there where physical attractions are concerned. I had seen it since I was 12. Men, at least in their late 20s would stare at me in a public setting. Never blinking, there is always that hungry expression on their faces. I'm cute to the point of being desirable beyond the wildest imaginations of so many perverts. It has been a slow transformation over months and years to become that confident beautiful boy toy finally starting at about 19. You know how to keep my blonde locks fashioned at just the too-sweet-to-resist Dutch boy cut that fulfills my mission of being the optimum tease for all those perverted daddies ~ and there are so many of them ~ people have no idea. 

Now I can hardly imagine a life without the thrill of older men, sometimes much older, stripping me naked with their eyes. Those looks speak volumes beyond the capability of spoken language ~ nothing furtive or hesitant there. I sense all my clothes being desperately yanked off me, especially my underwear. Even in the hot summer, everything seems to suddenly become very drafty ~ and I love it. Destiny has privileged me a life of sensual exhilarations and I know it is all the more gratifying to me that their foundations are rooted in what many would regard as unthinkable perversion ~ way beyond just the merely decadent. I can hardly imagine my life like this ever ending short of some twisted and frenzied sexually motivated murder.

But Bruce had the look of lusting desire that would thicken my dick to stand at aching drooling attention more than anyone else ever had. Whenever he looked at me, his mouth would curl into an impossibly subtle, but knowing sneer ~ as if to communicate to me that he knew the essence of who and what I am even before I could fully come to terms with it, myself. You know I am still a waif of a kid and Bruce seemed such a big dude to me in his early 40s. I've got some definition in muscles and chest here, but still narrow shouldered, only 5' 5" in bare feet. 

Speaking of feet, they are only 9 1/2 shoe size but appear much smaller in sandals, which I always wear at the sports stadiums and to and from the gym in any kind of warm weather. My hands are broad but small with stumpy fingers. You have helped me most of all with those baby blue-eyed impish but curious expressions. 

You have helped me find those cargo pants and other short pants or trousers that flatter my boy buns without being too tight or obvious. Those get checked out the most seriously and I know the hot tight secret that hides between them is what enlivens fat daddy dicks into thick truncheons of male flesh. 

Bruce would wear such a fierce expression when he would check out those buns, always walking behind me when we would step out after work for a drink or bite to eat. I know the other people in his office must have caught him ogling me that way. At a booth or a table, he would hardly ever say anything. He would sit and stare, flashing that knowing look of unconcealed lust. My cock would throb and strain all the while. 

That time we sat alone across from each other at the little out-of-the way booth, he asked me personal questions for the first time. Did I have a girl friend? What girls were I attracted to? Was I ever attracted to boys or men? I confided to him something I had never told anyone. You know from the psychology courses we have taken, that young kids go through a long latency period, but there are little events that reveal some inert sexual feelings. I told Bruce, that when I was young, I was often embarrassed to change out of my swim trunks with friends or men. Nonetheless, I would have a recurring nightmare from about 5 to 10 that wasn't really a nightmare. It was frightening but delicious. 

A great beast would come into my bedroom to assault me. Either that or I would be lost somewhere with almost no clothes on when it would come after me. It was never terribly well defined, but the ogre would snarl and growl, but also make a purring noise at the same time. It was more like a wolf than a cat, but very shaggy. I would be lying on my bed or on the ground just paralyzed with fear. But it would come up all terriby fierce, and with hand like claws, eagerly pull off my little pajamas or my little white briefs. As the garment slid off that revealed my little boy naked parts to it, the light in its eyes would glow brighter and it would start making little gravelly howling noises. 

It would toss those briefs or pjs aside as if to signal that I was completely helpless and disposed to its intentions to me. Better I succumb to this monster whatever its fiendish designs, than ever suffer the degrading embarrassment of being rescued by a stranger in such a compromising circumstance. Those eyes would shine ever brighter as it ogled my naked frame, especially as it would focus on my sex parts. The only function I could muster was something I could not resist. I would raise my legs open and apart, so that it could also feast its eyes on my little boy buns as well. Before it would lay its hairy paws anywhere on me, I would wake up. 

Eventually the dream changed where when it would pull off my pj bottoms or little white briefs, I would kick my legs in such a way as to assist it in pulling the covering off and away from me. My knees would be bent and legs spread apart so it could see everything. I think one time the dream had the variant where it pulled off the brief with me facing down and I involuntarily assumed a doggy pose in front of it. 

When I stopped relating this very personal confidence about my childhood, he just looked me in the eye with that expression without speaking for what seemed like minutes. I felt more degraded by him then I had up to this point and I was really scared I was going to jizz my jeans without ever even touching myself. He pulled out one of his business cards and wrote something on the back of it before finally speaking up. "You don't have any heavy exams or term papers coming up soon, do you?" Before I could answer, he continued. "Listen to me real carefully. On Friday night, you are going to come to my apartment. We are going to spend the weekend together. You are going to do exactly what I want you to do the whole time we are together, and you are going to love every second of it. You are going to find that submitting yourself to a real beast is to live your life ~ to really live it. This will be no dream. It will be the best weekend of your life. No other time will compare to it." 

He waited for me to respond, but I was just too stunned to speak from a brain stuffed with emotional conflict. He handed me the card he had just written on. "Your parents are paying for a very expensive education. . . This weekend you are going to get perhaps an even more valuable education they will never pay a penny for. You are going to learn just who and what you really are. Forget the idea of ever getting it on with a girlfriend, Blonde. That is just a pointless pursuit that was premised on a dream that was never really there." He slapped down a $50.00 bill. "With the change, buy yourself some things that will look nice coming off you, not quite so childish as in your dream. . . Friday night at my apartment door no later than 8:00 PM. Something tells me you will be there earlier, though." He flashed me his knowing sneer one more time before he walked out. That was when you saw me punch open the bathroom door, Marcie when no one was in there but us two. I only said a quick hello and stomped off to the last shower stall in the lineup. I needed to bust my nut so bad, I did not even go back to my dorm room to get a towel. As I was frantically tearing my clothes off to get myself under the shower head and stroking, I heard you say something like "I guess you really feel the need for that shower, huh?" 

"Yup! I worked too late today." I thought about the way you looked at me when I marched right to the stall. I wondered whether you figured out what I was going to be doing. I wondered if you noticed my still rock hard bulge in my pants, or figured out I was hornier than a mad dog because of my near sprint to the stall and I did not even have a towel. I didn't hear the door squeal, so I knew you were still in the room when I dropped my boxers. The entire front and some of the back was soaked with the flow seeping from my pee hole and I wondered whether you could smell it. 

We were all used to the girls using the dorm bathrooms. Hell, I have peed into a urinal when girls have been there 100s of times. Everyone just takes it in stride. But after I came a gusher load of cum and finished my shower, the beers at the restaurant were running through me and I needed to pee in the worst way but didn't have a towel. So I stepped out shivering dripping wet to pee. As I was peeing into the urinal naked that way, I heard a couple of girls walk in. I'm sure they saw me bare assed, but I know other guys have used the urinals naked when girls have come in. They went about their business as if I was not even there. But I swear it was the longest pee of my life and they must have wondered why I was shimmering wet, dripping little puddles on the floor. I think they were the ones who told other residents on the floor that I probably needed a towel, because my roommate came in and handed me one seconds after they left. 

Now you know something else very personal about me. NO, I don't pee in the shower. 

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Yes, you can imagine how hard I was when I showed up at Bruce's spacious condo apartment that following Friday evening ~ all spotless hardwood floors and simple but comfortable leather furniture. I was there at 6:30 PM and he greeted me with that expression that nearly made me cum again. I was so distracted fantasizing about this rendezvous, I had found it hard to focus in class for the rest of the week. He told me with authority that the beer and food could wait until later. 

He directed me to stand in front of his leather sofa. He sat down in one of the plush modern arm chairs and told me to take off my hooded sweat shirt and anything else underneath. I was to sit down just long enough to take off shoes and socks. When I stood up I was to be barefoot and naked above the waist. I was only supposed to unbuckle the belt of my jeans. I felt his eyes study my every move. My jeans were not so tight that he could notice the little flinches of my cock bouncing against the fabric, all a little dance with the excitement of the moment. 

He told me to turn around and bend over to brace myself on the back of the couch. I could hold the soft leather covered end of the couch with my left hand, if I thought that would give me better support. He stood right behind me and I could feel his arms and hands reach around. The big fingers of his right hand felt for the zipper lever and he unzipped. He gave me one or two tender squeezes at my bulge that nearly sent me into a frenzy. It was the first time a man had ever touched me like that. He stealthily unbuttoned my new jeans and easily pulled them down for me to step away. Each item of my clothes as they came off were flung to the other side of the room. Once off, they were not going to be put on again, perhaps never if that was his inclination. 

He saw I was only wearing a pair of white briefs two sizes to small. They almost could have been for a little boy. My straining hardon was causing the fabric in the back to stretch such that the top of my crack was exposed and the outline of the rest was tight against the stretched fabric. I could feel him smile as he chuckled. "Yes, my sweet little cutie. You are definitely getting the hang of this whole situation."

I felt his big fingers tug at the band of the briefs and start to pull them down. I was breathing heavily from my nervousness and let out a noisy sigh of exhalation as they were half way down my legs. They were down and he helped me step out of them softly caressing my bare feet. As I heard him sniff the odor of the stimulated discharge on the fabric before he flung the last vestige of my pathetic modesty away, I felt this profound warm tingle all over and my heart beat like the crescendo of a symphony. The sense of beauty came over me that more than submitting myself to him willingly naked and vulnerable to all his lecherous aspirations, it was to be the paramount joy of my life to surrender to him this way. I was to be that special treasured boy who would dote on him and accommodate each of his terrible perversions. The wisdom of his observations sank heavily upon me. Seeking out female physical companionship was futile now. I was to be a very different person than all that and my life would be enriched beyond my imagination for it. 

When he first caressed and then groped one of my boy buns, I became a faint mass of goose flesh and I weakened at the knees. I exhaled another noisy sigh. He was happy to allow me to widen my stance a few inches. I heard him step about and crouch behind me. I felt his hot breath, wet tongue, and nibbling teeth on my innocent back pair that were about to be corrupted into lascivious pleasures that only a man can accomplish. "You disgusting little slut. These sweet cheeks are mine. Never forget that this pair of boy cheeks belong to me now." I started moaning, but he gave them some firm slaps. That caused me to clench them. He liked that and slapped them more lightly. He was sitting on the floor and leaning against one of my legs. He softly but firmly caressed the inner thigh of that leg while he continued to nibble and kiss the lower end of my cheeks. Every time his big finger or hairy hand would brush up against my electrically charged nuts in their sac, I was scared stupefied that I would start shooting. I was just a delirious pile of pleasure pit. With just the big fingers and thumb of his right hand, he parted the crack so that my twitching pucker was visible in the soft light of the room. I could tell he shifted his face real close and sniffed with his big nose. He dove in with out-stretched tongue apparently as if he was going to rape me with it. I gasped and groaned with the aggressive attention to what I would later discover is both the spiritual and physical entry to my centered being. I both clenched and flexed, intent to acquaint myself to all the amazing sensations to my acquiring love hole. 

I sensed him pull back. "No more pretty boy play. It is time to learn how a man hungers for boy bitches like you." He would slap me hard on a cheek if I would start to crane my head to look back. I heard him unbuckle his belt, unzip, and his pants fall to the floor. Seconds later, I heard a squirting sound and felt his fingers at my pucker with cold lube on them. Instinctively, I flexed and they breached easily. They cramped a little, but I just embraced the feeling being explored up there that way was so right. To have my most personal orifice poked and prodded by a big man, a fierce and demanding man was an important part of my life and I had been in denial about features of my personality that defined my existence so profoundly. With two fingers he rubbed what I would later knew to be my 'p' spot just a few inches up against my pubic bone. I squealed like a girl and nearly shot again, and again, I experienced a 'color me beautiful' moment. 

He withdrew his fingers. Mind you, I was still mostly bent over. "Alright, my little sweet cheeks. Let 's see how hot and tight your little hole is where it really counts." Marcie, when he spread me open and lined up the end of his hot pulsing amazingly thick man meat to my little virgin pucker, I was yearning for it. I mean I was at the point where I craved it. He slammed it into me up to his hilt all at once. It knocked the wind out me for a second, but I had another epiphany. It didn't matter that it hurt and burned some. This was the primal sensation of the linings of my tight little hole having to stretch and spread so wide and so tight all at once, through my bowels and into my guts, embracing the hottest and most aggressive excitement of a big man. This amazing experience was essential to living my life the way it is supposed to be lived. 

Well, he started jabbing and slamming me. He grunted and snorted in his labored breathing. Again I felt beautiful for being tight and hot for his magnificent organ. He pummeled me so hard on every forward stroke, I had to step about and make an effort to keep standing, so he would not thrust me to the back of the sofa. I really thought he might split me in two and kill me. But I would get spent so viciously for having lived so ecstatically, regardless of how short a time. "You got some mean hot tight ass there kid. . . . This ass is mine. Got that?" 

I could barely reply, he throttled me so. He pulled back some and shifted so that he was able to crash into my 'p' spot, and just as I thought I was going to shoot, he would go deep and long again. Each stroke was a sort of abusive heaven. When he finally shifted again to crashing into my 'p' spot, it was like something snapped inside of me. I lost control for melting into a 1000 hot shudders and great squirts of my stinking load of jizz shot against the clean dry leather surface of his impeccable couch. The girl inside me squealed and screamed her agonizing delight. 

The clamp and clench that was my climax gripped his monster meat still pounding into me. He thrust his final hard stroke as deep as he could and growled his unsurpassed pleasure. I felt the silky warm wet mess pour into me. The throbs of his orgasm which just seemed to continue without end would flex my battered hole just a little more again and again. I wanted to be flooded. I didn't want it to ever end. I was his for the asking and he was mine for the begging. He had planted his powerful flag in me. I was to be obedient to his hegemony. I wouldn't have it any other way. 

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Marcie, I really forgot how we disentangled ourselves. We were both wallowing in the sticky cum on the couch. I loved it and I was head over heals in love with him. He held me in his strong warm arms and kissed me. But I really could not be sure if he loved me or just wanted to possess me. He fucked me that way again that weekend and other ways as well. 

But now, before I forget, I would like to remind you of how we cemented our own relationship, which is so important to me. 

A few weeks later, I was studying for a paper I wrote for my anthropology class. It had to do with mythologies in religions of different cultures. Well I was in the library and I had one of the old books on the Greco-Roman pantheon out and studying it. Well those Victorians were full of homo erotic subterfuge because I was looking at all those illustrations of naked gods from Mt. Olympus and the naked people they favored. The males were in tip-top condition and I fell into a gay fantasy, that book open to those graphic pages. I did not realize that I stretched out when the chair was pulled back from the table and my hard and bursting bulge in my pants would be visible to anyone who passed by. 




Boy Toy for a Beast? Ch. 01



I was awoken from my hot day dream when I felt a soft hand caress my right cheek. I heard your voice directly behind me say, "Don't worry, hot stuff, your secret is safe with me." 

I nearly died with embarrassment, much more so than when those girls walked in when I was peeing. I started to collect my books to get out. You grabbed a chair, sat next to me, and stopped me. "Blonde, have you done it with anybody yet? You don't have to mention any names". You were all urgency and it was if we were two girls in a conspiracy. I started to tell you about Bruce, and starting then and many talk sessions we had later, you would hang on my every word. The pupils of your eyes dilate and you want to drink in everything I say. 

I will never forget one session where I was telling you about the times I have waited on Bruce and friends he has over. Bruce would want me naked for the occasions and I was only too thrilled to oblige. We were in the library again and you had your chair up close to mine. As we spoke, I just enjoyed your reaching under the table and running your fingers over my twitching hard cock in my pants, that I could not help but spread my legs open even wider to enable you easier access to fondle me. You gave my nub one good hard squeeze and that just sent me over the edge. I visibly convulsed and I think at first you thought I might be having a stroke. 

I jizzed so much and with such intensity that you could feel the wetness on your fingers and we could both smell it as if there had been nothing covering it over. You stuck your head under the table and pulled it back with your eyes wide open. You apologized but laughed at me. You told me that in High School you enjoyed necking and petting your dates so well, that you could almost always get them to cum in their pants. Something about how great it felt to feel them stiffen and shudder for some seconds when it happened. "But I never saw a boy cum so that it was wet like he had peed himself and smelled so much. Are you sure you are gay? Gay guys know how to get it on." 

You went back to your room and got a pair of Jaime's jeans that don't fit him anymore. I held a book over my midsection while you accompanied me to the nearest men's room to clean up and change them in a stall. 

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I've got other things to do. The next installment will read more of what happened that weekend and others.



Boy Toy for a Night



This story is a fictional story and is for fantasy purposes only. The author does not condone the acts of rape or forced sex. Sex between strangers without the use of condoms in today's day and age is a potential life threatening decision. Please do not read this story if you do not like stories containing those elements. For those readers who like to fantasize without worrying about the risks of reality, please enjoy.

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The night began like most Friday nights with my friends and I going out for some beers and looking to pick up some girls. My friends Pete and Mike came with me to the local hot spot in town. Pete and I attend the same small town college together and share an off campus apartment. Mike is a local guy that we both became friendly with several months ago. 

The three of us usually do pretty well in getting girls' attention and sometimes getting some action. Pete is a twenty-year old sophomore and is about 6'1" and is a preppy looking guy. His family has a lot of money and the way he handles himself, no matter how much he tries to hide it, it still shows. 

Mike is completely different. He is a stocky 5'10" stocky muscular twenty-one year old guy who is an auto mechanic for his father's gas station in town. His arms and forearms are built like tree trunks. He has several tattoos on his forearms and arms that he likes to show off. I am a good-looking twenty year old 6'0" 175 lb guy. I'm the starting shortstop and number-three hitter for the college baseball team that gets me some perks in town. 

That night at the bar we were at, the place was hopping with what seemed like every good-looking girl from the college. My friends and I were all having a good time when we bumped into Lisa, a girl who has flirted with me non stop the last two semesters.  

Lisa is a college sophomore like myself. She has long dirty blond hair, blue eyes, a cute face, shapely legs and a pair of 34 C breasts that fills out her T-shirt perfectly. She also has an ass that men would kill for. To top it off, this night she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were bouncing all over the place. Her nipples were protruding from the tight shirt she was wearing and were getting stares from any guy that was standing in the immediate vicinity. 

As soon as she saw me, she yelled over, "Tim, over here! Where have you been lately?" I explained to her with all of the baseball games and finals coming up, that I have been pretty busy and didn't have time for getting out much lately.

She evidently had quite a few beers already, it was obvious how drunk she was. She was slurring her words slightly and she was putting her hands all over me much more so then normal. Word around campus was that every guy that had put moves on her always seemed to get none and went home with blue balls. We didn't know of any of the guys that had actually gotten anywhere past first base with her. She had the reputation as a cock tease and as such most guys just talked with her and moved on to easier conquests. I was just a sucker for her eyes though and I couldn't resist. 

We kept talking about things for a little while when she asked if I could give her a ride to her friend Courtney's house. Courtney was at her parent's place and they were away for the weekend. I told her that I came with Pete and Mike and that I couldn't leave them. She told me that I could bring them along and that Courtney wouldn't mind. I knew that Pete had a thing for Courtney and would jump at the chance to go over there.

I quickly conferred with my buddies and they agreed to leave and head over to Courtney's place. They made me promise them that if we were bored, we would just come back to the bar before closing time. I would have agreed to anything to just get a shot to nail Lisa. 

When we arrived, I was amazed at how huge Courtney's house was and how big the property was. The next house was at least a quarter mile away. As luck would have it, when we went inside, we discovered that Courtney had a guy over and they were only into paying attention to each other. Mike and Pete wanted to leave right away, but I begged them to just give me a little bit of time to close this deal before we went back to the bar. Courtney had plenty of beer in the fridge that Mike and Pete were busy helping themselves to. They both went to the living room and flipped the baseball game on. Courtney and her boyfriend went upstairs to spend some time alone so Lisa took my hand and led me downstairs to an indoor swimming pool.

She said she wanted to go for a quick swim and she took her jeans, shoes and socks off. That left her only in her T-shirt and panties. My dick was already at full attention and I couldn't even begin to hide the bulge in my pants. I saw her eyes glance down and a quick smile went across her face. She dove into the water and swam around for a minute or so. I sat by the end of the pool and was drinking my beer. She got out of the pool and I couldn't take it anymore. Her T-shirt was now completely transparent and I could see her large areoles and nipples. I grabbed her hand and began passionately kissing her. She absolutely knew how to use her tongue as she explored my mouth as I did hers. She grinded herself into my hard cock and I thought I was going to explode right there. I didn't care for a second that my clothes were getting wet from her dripping all over me. I began feeling her tits and she moved my hands gently away. I continued kissing her and tried again to feel her tits and once more she pushed me away. She told me in a low soothing voice "No, we can't. Come on, let's go back upstairs and calm you down." 

She moved away from me and moved back towards her pants and shoes. She was shocked to see that Mike and Pete had followed us down to the pool. They were staring at her well proportioned figure and practically drooling. "Hi guys" she said, "Where's Courtney and her boyfriend?"

"They are way upstairs right now busy fucking each other. A bomb could go off and they would never notice." Mike told her. She grabbed her pants and began to move to the side room that was right next to the pool. Unfortunately for her, it had no other exit to the house. Mike and Pete began to move after her very deliberately like a lion stalking its prey.

I followed right behind them to see what was taking place. Lisa was trying to put on her pants and Mike grabbed them and tossed them aside. Pete came up from behind her and grabbed her by the hips and began caressing her stomach. Mike started kissing her neck and the side of her face as she tried in vain to pull away from them. "Noooo, let me go! Stop! I'm not kidding Mike, get off me!"

Mike just ignored her pleas and shoved her down to the couch. Lisa began getting nervous and tried to get up but Mike just forced her down again and began to kiss her all around her belly button ring. "Tim! Help me. Tim, tell them to stop, please! She cried out. I just stood there and didn't say a word.

Pete went around to the other side of the couch and grabbed Lisa's arms and held them down. Lisa struggled mightily, but stood no chance against my two buddies. "No, stop, please, don't." Mike pulled his pants and shoes off and grabbed Lisa's panties and effortlessly ripped them off her. "No Mike, please don't." Lisa whimpered. She was just staring at his massive cock that swung back and forth and began hardening almost instantly. 

Mike must have had about eight inches on him and was very thick. Lisa looked in shock from what was occurring and fought unsuccessfully against the two of them. "Noooo, stop, noooooo!" He spread her legs apart without much trouble and drove his cock deep into her. 

Lisa groaned as Mike pumped furiously back and forth. She was trapped between Pete holding her down and Mike's powerful rippling arms straddling her, as she couldn't do anything to prevent them from ravaging her body. 

Mike grabbed the collar of her still wet T-shirt and slowly ripped it straight down the middle like a piece of tissue paper. Lisa looked down at her shirt as it was being shredded and begged Mike to stop, "No, please don't, please stop." Her nipples were erect and her areoles were a dark red against her well tanned body. 

Lisa's tits were bouncing up and down in rhythm with Mike's thrusts. Lisa was moaning and turning her head back and forth. She was trying not to enjoy Mike forcing himself on her, but I could hear she was wet from the sound of Mike pumping against her. 

I could tell from the way Lisa's body was tensing up that she was about to have an orgasm. She just pressed her head down sideways in the coach trying to hide her face as she exploded in a gigantic orgasm. 

Pete was going nuts from watching Mike work his cock in and out of Lisa's pussy. "Hurry up Mike, my dick is throbbing, I want to fuck her." 

"Dude, wait your turn." Mike fired back at him. Mike couldn't take the pressure of her vagina contracting against his cock and he knew that he would soon come himself. He pulled out and grabbed her by the back of her head. He stuck his dick near her lips and told her to lick it. She reluctantly complied and moved her mouth slowly up and down his cock while Pete still held her down. 

She wasn't putting much effort into the blowjob. Mike began scolding her. "Come on, suck it faster! Faster!" As Mike grabbed her hair tighter, she began to comply with his wishes so he would lighten his grip and not hurt her.

Lisa started moving her mouth up and down his shaft faster and began using her tongue licking all around the head of his penis. Mike's released the grip on her head as she sucked him off. "Oh yeah, that's it baby, keep doing that. Oh yeah, that feels great. Ugh. Oh yeah! Oh Yeah!"

It was obvious that Lisa had done this before because she was expertly taking him in and out of her mouth. She was applying just the right amount of suction and licking to drive Mike into a frenzy. "Oh God, I'm getting close. I'm gonna shoot, I'm gonna cum! Ughhhhhh, Ughhhhhhh" Mike groaned. A few seconds later Mike's whole body began to spasm as he shot a massive load in her mouth. Somehow, she kept swallowing and swallowing and managed to not spill a drop. 

Pete couldn't take it anymore and told Mike to change places with him. Mike pulled his limp dick out of her mouth and grabbed Lisa's arms while Pete took his pants off. Lisa tried to get up and get away, but no way was she getting away from Mike's iron like grip. "No, please let me go, I don't want to do this, let me go." 

"Look, just be quiet and you'll be okay. Try to enjoy yourself and things will go a lot smoother." Mike instructed her. 

"No, just let me up, I want to leave."

"You're not leaving until we all come. You go around teasing every guy, getting their dicks hard and then run off thinking that it's just a game. Maybe you think it's funny, but we don't, right Pete."

"That's right, now maybe after this, you'll think twice about being such a fucking cock tease." Pete shot back.

Pete positioned himself between Lisa's legs. Pete's dick was flopping all around. It looked to be about six inches long but was even thicker then Mike's. Pete climbed atop of Lisa and began kissing her tits and sucking on her nipples. Lisa was squirming back and forth as Pete continued caressing her thighs and inserted two fingers into her tight wet pussy. He was obviously enjoying himself by teasing Lisa and getting her all aroused despite her protests about being used as our boy toy.

Pete took his fingers out of her pussy and began vibrating his fingers very fast against her clit. After a few minutes of getting Lisa all stimulated, her impending climax was driving her wild. He stopped his hand motions and her body was begging him to continue. He grabbed her by her hips and flipped her over. Mike adjusted his hold on her and now held her down by the top of her arms. 

Lisa had her face down in the couch and her perfectly shaped ass up in the air. She had a terrified look on her face as she looked back to see what Pete was going to do. Pete's cock was totally hard at this point. He spread her legs and slowly inserted his dick deep into her pussy. He pushed her head down with his hand as he pumped back and forth with deep thrusts. Lisa was moaning very loud as she couldn't control herself. She kept crying out "Oh God, oh God!" 

Only a few seconds later, she once again was on the verge of climaxing. The constant foreplay that Pete performed on her must have driven her to the edge of an orgasm. Pete's dick entering her pussy was just what she needed to bring her to an earth shattering orgasm. This one seemed to last for about a minute until her body turned limp. 

Pete kept pounding her mercilessly as he finally pulled out. He flipped her back over and stuck his penis into her mouth and instantly erupted down her throat. She gagged a little this time as some of his cum leaked out of her mouth. She couldn't wipe it off because Mike was still holding her wrists tightly. Pete took a ripped piece of her sleeve and wiped his cum off her mouth and chin. 

Pete lifted himself from the coach and looked at me exhaustfully. "Come on Tim, your turn now." I looked at Lisa and couldn't resist. My dick was rock solid. Mike continued to hold her down for me, not that she was resisting anyway at this point. 

I leaned down and began to lick her clit and within seconds she went from breathing lightly to moaning extremely loud. I flicked my tongue up and down on the lips of her vagina and slowly teased her body by licking her G-spot. She was very wet from the oral pleasures that I was providing her. Her hips were moving back and forth attempting to no avail to escape my invading tongue. I began holding her legs apart by pressing against her inner thighs. This enabled me to continue nibbling and licking her pussy lips without her being able to wiggle out of position. I was now completely enjoying the inner torment she was enduring. 

Lisa didn't want to allow herself to derive pleasure from my forced sexual advances upon her, but her body was leaving her no choice. Her body was betraying her reluctance of being our sexual conquest by continuously submitting to our unleashed passions.  

"Ohhhhh, ugghhhhh, ohhhhhhhh" Lisa was moaning as I kept my tongue still on her clit. I could feel her body tensing and her pussy start to vibrate. She was clearly almost ready to cum. I moved my tongue ever so slowly on her G-Spot and she erupted in a massive orgasm. I could feel her cum gush out of her pussy all over my tongue. Wave after wave of her cum streamed out of Lisa. I glanced up and could see her eyes roll back into her head as she was completely enveloped within the rapture of the moment.

Now I wanted to come like I never have before in my life. My cock was so hard, it actually hurt, but in a good way. I pulled my pants and shoes off and guided my cock into her waiting pussy. 

It was everything that I had hoped for. I was sliding my seven-inch dick in and out of her and achieved full penetration. She was so tight, I didn't know how long I would last. She came yet again just minutes later. She felt so good as her pussy enveloped around my dick during another prolonged intense orgasm. 

I began pinching her nipples and squeezing her tits. I could feel my swollen cock aching for release as I drove deep inside Lisa. Back and forth I furiously pumped. Her nipples were protruding as far as they could extend. I rolled her nipples between my fingers as I moved my hips up and down forcing myself inside her. I grabbed her by her waist and pounded her with short strokes in an effort to hold out longer. 

My desire to hold back ended in vain as I pulled out and shot several large hot squirts of come all over her tits and her stomach. I couldn't believe how much sperm kept shooting out of me. I never came as much as I did then. I collapsed on the other side of the couch in sheer exhaustion. 

Mike released Lisa's hands and she just lay there and didn't say a word. It was a very awkward silence when Mike told me He and Pete were going upstairs. I told them I would meet them up there in a little while. They didn't protest at all. They just put their pants and shoes back on and hurried out of the room. I took a towel out of the corner of the room and brought it over to Lisa and cleaned her off. She kept staring at me the entire time. I felt so guilty, I didn't look her in her eyes until she was completely cleaned up. 

I told her that I was so sorry about this and that I didn't know what else to say. She leaned up and just hugged me tight. I didn't know what she was feeling, but her breasts kept brushing against my chest and my cock was beginning to stir again. She must have felt it. 

She guided me down on the couch and began to straddle me. She was kissing my chest and began to stroke my cock until I was hard again. She reached down and put me inside her. She was pushing her hands down on my chest for support as she began sliding her pussy up and down on my cock. Even though I came just a little while earlier, I was already fully erect again and her enthusiasm was driving me wild. She was riding me pretty hard and soon her pussy contracted around my dick as she was coming. 

We kept fucking for another ten minutes or so and she had another three powerful orgasms. She finally lifted herself off me exhausted and moved her mouth down to the head of my cock. She stroked my shaft while licking the head of my penis expertly. I loved seeing those luscious lips of hers wrapped around my dick. It only took a couple of minutes more of this with her taking me completely in her mouth before I felt myself getting close to coming. 

I could feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat as she went all the way up and down my entire shaft. When she knew I was just about to come, she just sucked and licked the head of my penis and held a firm grip on my cock with her hand. I finally exploded in her mouth and she swallowed it all as I laid back and just emptied myself into her. Only after my dick was beginning to soften did she finally release her mouth off my cock. She leaned herself forward and lay down of top of me and placed her head on my chest. 

I rubbed the back of her head gently for a few minutes as I finally got up and got dressed. Her panties were ruined, so Lisa just put on her jeans over her bare ass. Her T-shirt was in tatters and I picked up the piece and threw it in the garbage container in the corner. I noticed a T-shirt in the corner. It was fairly large so maybe it belonged to one of Courtney's brothers. I gave it to Lisa to put on and she thanked me. She came over and whispered into my ear, next time I want to see her to give her a call, but leave my friends at home. Then she gave me a very deep and passionate kiss and she scurried back to go upstairs. 

I stood there dumbfounded and confused by what transpired and then went upstairs also. Mike, Pete and I left and went back to the bar. We didn't talk about happened that night or the next few days. 

I haven't been able to get Lisa out of my head since that night. I am trying to get enough nerve up to call her and ask her out on a real date. Hopefully everything will work out well.



Boy Toy - Not!



Author note: This is just a short story that I came up with, not a lot of sex so be warned. I hope you like it, be sure to vote and comment accordingly...LOL

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When I met Tony, he was not what I expected. He was dating my granddaughter at the time, a smart, strong minded and responsible young lady who had been the pride of both her grandfather and I. She took to me from the day we met, which was when she was about five hours old and her mom had just given birth to her. Both she and her parents were a little surprised when we went to visit Cornelia in the hospital, I knew what they had been expecting and had been a little fearful that her father might be mistaken over the fact that he kept telling me it would be okay, that his kids would love me as much as he did.

Well, if I hadn't been just nineteen to his forty-five and he hadn't started dating me just a year after his first wife passed away with Cancer, he might have been right. The first words out of Cornelia's mouth still echo in my ears even now, over twenty years later. "Dad, are you fucking insane, she's younger then I am for god's sake..."

Cornelia was twenty-two and a college graduate. Her husband Tom was a bright young lawyer just starting out and the two of them had dated all through high school and college. I was a waitress in the café where her dad Frank ate his breakfast and lunch every day and I had known him since I was sixteen, since that was how long I had worked there. I was paying my way through Bartending School, and going to school nights then working days at the café. I knew Cornelia and her husband from the café as well, it was right down the street from the college they both attended and often met Frank there for lunch.

Both Cornelia and her husband were the typical preppie type of students, and I hated them both on sight. Frank, on the other hand was a tall, well built man with a friendly smile and a good word for everyone he met. Even a kid who had been raised by a drug addicted mom and a grandmother who seemed to take a lot of pleasure in telling how worthless I was and how I was going to end up just like my mom in the end. This is why I worked so hard both in school and at my job, to prove to her she was wrong. That I could be someone if I really put my mind to it, and while I may not be the most upstanding person in the community, I have made a good life for myself. I own my own bar, and work now only when I want to. But I'll explain more about that later.

Any way, getting back to the birth of my granddaughter, and yes I say mine, since I practically raised her when her parents were too busy climbing the social ladder to pay the least bit of attention to her or her younger brother Todd. Frank had taken me out to dinner that night, we were celebrating the end of my bartending classes and he wanted to discuss a business deal with me. A friend of his had recently retired and was thinking about selling off his bar. It was a hole in the wall little place in a rough part of town, and the clientele was more likely to appear on wanted posters then on a society page.

To be perfectly blunt, Frank wanted to front me the money to buy the place. My first question was; what did I need to do in exchange? No man offers a woman a hundred thousand dollars to buy a bar and fix it up, unless he expects more then profit sharing. Now until then, Frank had been very respectful and had never made an improper move on me in his life. And he was just that way when he explained that he was looking for a business opportunity for himself besides his company, and wanted to be my so called silent partner. I had to remind him that I was still a minor and couldn't begin to own a bar or work in one unless under special circumstances.

Over dinner he assured me that all would be well, he had it all worked out and he had ways around the law. For the first time I began to wonder about this sweet, middle aged man who had always left me great tips and smiled at me when few of my other customers bothered to even acknowledge me unless there was something wrong with their order. Remember, I was only nineteen and very, regretfully speaking, naïve as a new born baby. This was happening across town in the local hospital at the same time we were discussing his business deal. His pager went off even as I told him I would consider it, but had to think about it. I had already decided to tell him no.

Frank went to answer the page and came back telling me his daughter had just delivered a brand new baby girl and we needed to go to the hospital. I could see how excited he was and I was happy for him. I also thought it might be better if he just dropped me off and I would find my way home on my own, but he refused, saying it was time his daughter met the other new woman in his life and refused to listen to any argument. He drove us to the hospital, stopped at the gift shop for flowers and we went up to see his daughter and new granddaughter.

Cornelia was not pleased to see me, neither was her husband. I stayed in the background and listened to her father tell them the facts of life, a few choice words that I had heard before but never spoken so brutally. It was clear that Frank had made up his mind about me, and that was it, his family could either accept it or go to hell. The best part had been when I got to see Monica, a blonde haired beauty like her mother and as small and dainty as a flower. I longed to hold her, having dreamed like all girls did, of having a baby and being a mommy my self.

A dream that died the day Frank put a diamond ring on my left hand and told me that night that he was too old for more kids and that was that. I was in love with him by then, at least I thought I was at the time. So I put aside my dreams and worked for his. When I was twenty one, I took over full ownership of the bar, and that's what I did for a while, worked the bar while Frank was out screwing every waitress and secretary in the state, and making as much money as he could.

Oh, I got to give him credit, he was generous to me. I had all I could want, except a man who loved me. Now I was never a beauty like Cornelia. I was too much like my unknown father. Taller then average, full figured, pretty but not a glamour queen. I truthfully got along better with my biker and bad boy customers then I did the society set, and by the time I turned twenty five, I was ready to divorce Frank and stop living a lie, but I never did, to me, if I had it would have been admitting I was a failure at something. Monica was six by then and sure enough she was turning into a little beauty. She enjoyed attention and since I gave her more then anyone else, I guess she just grew to think of me as more then her grandfather's wife.

Frank died when I was thirty five; I sold the house on the hill, and moved to a nice little ranch house in a nice part of town and settled in to grow old all by myself. Monica was the only one of Frank's relatives who ever came around. And to be honest, I had enough visits from the police about her to seriously worry about her. So when she and Tony appeared on my door step early one Saturday morning last spring, I was glad to see them and a little alarmed. Tony was tall, good looking but not in a movie star kind of way. He was twenty eight, had tattoos, two missing teeth and rode a beat up old Harley that looked like it had been saved from the wrecking yard.

He looked surprised when Monica introduced me as her grandmother and looked from her to me for several turns of the head. Finally I laughed and told him not to strain his neck. Monica was my step-granddaughter but I loved her as much as if she was my own child.

"I admit I had to wonder, Mrs. Kingman, I mean you're so nice, and her mom and dad..."

I knew then that this was not going to end badly between them. As much as I love Monica, she has a bad habit of getting involved with people her parents don't approve of. None of them ever went anywhere, and after talking to Tony for a while, I was sorry. He was a good, level headed kid who wanted to be something in his life and was willing to work to succeed. I'm sorry to say I was right, a week after their visit, Monica was on her way to Europe courtesy of mommy and daddy, and Tony was at my house getting drunk and crying on my shoulder.

I let him cry and get her out of his system by working around the house and at the bar. He moved into the spare room and I admit I liked the company. I never tried to let my loneliness show and only when I was totally alone did it ever get the best of me. So what happened that night came as a total shock to me.

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We were closing up the bar, and it had been a good night. Tony often came by for a couple beers or just something to do on a boring night of television. I knew he wasn't dating anyone, and he knew I never brought home customers or anyone for that matter. So we were sharing a drink in the office after the place was closed and dark, and Tony looked at me.

"Helen, when was the last time a man made love to you?"

The question made me look at him in shock. "What?"

He gave me his grin and put down his drink. "When was the last time a man made love to you? It's an easy question to answer..."

Easy for him, not so easy for me, except for Frank, there had been no one else. Now before you think I am kidding or lying, let me tell you, I'm not. It is the dead on truth. The whole time Frank was cheating on me, I never looked at another man. Oh I had offers but none of them ever felt right to me. And since Frank had died the offers had still come, but I never took anyone up on it. I had never believed in one night stands and after Frank getting into a full time relationship was something I didn't want either.

So here was this reasonably good looking kid asking me how long it had been since I'd had sex. I almost hated to tell him. Frank had last made love to me five years before he died. He had just looked at me one night and told me after we were done, and that he was moving out of the bedroom and not to bother asking for it, so I never had. To be honest, I never saw the big deal about it in the first place, Frank had been on to climb up on top, put it in and that was it. Seldom did he hug or kiss me or even try to make me a part of what was going on.

"It's been eight years..."

"Don't you miss it?"

Did I? I thought about the nights I had laid in bed feeling an ache inside me so strong that I wanted to cry from it. I was still a normal, living woman and when I considered it, I was missing it more then I ever thought I would. "Tony, shouldn't you be out looking for a gal closer to your own age. I'm not old enough to be your mother, but I could be a sister or something..."

He got to his feet then and pulled my chair out from behind the desk...I watched speechlessly as he knelt before me and moved between my legs. "But you're not my sister. And you are definitely not my mother Helen..." His hands rested on my bare legs at the edge of my skirt and I felt them slide up my legs. "And you turn me on more then any gal I have ever met in my life Helen." His hands gripped my legs and pulled me to the edge of the chair. "You turned me on the first time we met..."

His mouth was hard and hungry, and it didn't take long for me to respond to his kiss or his demand for passage between my lips. I opened them, and he dived in to explore the depths and my arms went around his neck as I moaned. It felt to me as if I had suddenly been switched on by him and I was soon kissing him back with a hunger I had never felt before. I could feel his fingers on my skin beneath my shirt and moving up to find my breasts. As he closed his hands around them and began to caress them, I felt his lower body press even tighter into mine.

He drew his head back and looked at me with his gorgeous brown eyes. "Touch me Helen, touch me please..."

"I...I don't know..."

He took my hand and put it on the front of his jeans. I could feel his bulging cock and felt a shiver run through me. Almost as if my fingers were working apart from the rest of me, I began to caress it and move my hand along the length. Tony looked at me and swallowed hard. "Oh yes, like that, it feels so good...I been hard for you for so long..."

We kissed again and again as he caressed and fondled my breasts and I stroked the front of his jeans. God, it was wonderful, it was like we were teasing each other until we couldn't stand any more. This was what happened. Tony finally put one of his hands between my legs and found the wet crotch of my panties. As he pushed it aside I felt his fingers find the wet slit beneath and he moved his fingers up and down. "Tony, oh lord..."

"So hot, so wet...it makes me so hungry...I got to..."

He pushed my legs open as wide as they would go and the next thing I knew, his head was buried between my legs, his tongue moving up and down my slit and teasing my clit. When he shoved his tongue up into my dripping pussy, I almost came right then and there, and I actually cried out as he began to finger my clit as he did it.

Soon I was lost in the waves that began to crash over me and I gripped his head to hold him tight until I was back on earth. The next thing I knew he was opening his jeans, and his cock was plunged into me with little warning. God, his cock felt so good, so hard and hot. He fucked me as if he was a fast moving train out of control and I gave back all he gave me. When I began to cum again, he looked at me and grinned...

"Yes Helen, give me all you have inside, I want to feel you flood my cock, give it to me love, please, give me all you have..." He began to move faster and I knew he was close himself. "Oh fucking yes, I'm going to cum in you Helen; I'm going to shoot all I got in your hot and waiting pussy..."

When he filled me, he kissed me gently and held me close for what seemed like eternity. Finally we worked ourselves back to be able to leave and went home to start all over again in my bed.

Oh, I know, you all probably think he's my boy toy, but he's not, he's not a toy or a boy. He is a living, breathing man with wants and desires just like me. When Monica came back from Europe she was a little shocked to find her former boyfriend shacked up with her grandmother, but she has come to accept it. And as for us, well, it's still early in the relationship. I know that I love him and he tells me daily how much he loves and desires me. I admit it did startle me when I learned that his mom and dad were two of my best customers, and yet it doesn't matter, they both see how happy we are together, his mom is old enough to be as much a mom to me as she is to him. She did tell me she isn't sure how she will handle being a grandmother again, and I just tell her it'll be a snap. I have been one for years...



Boy Toy Summer



It was a hot July night. I was lying in bed in short shorts and a tank top with the ceiling fan on. I was flipping through channels, trying to find something to watch as I texted my best friend, trying to see what was going on tonight. No one was doing anything; everyone complained about the heat and said it was too hot to do anything. To me, it was nice out. Yeah, it was 90 degrees at almost 10:30 at night, but it was dry heat. The hot weather usually doesn't bother me; I could rather the hot than the cold. I finally settled into a program on FX when my phone went off. It was from my friend Pete. 

"What are you up to?"

"Not a thing at all, just lying in bed watching TV. What about you?" 

"I just got off work; looking for something to do."

"I was too, but nobody wants to do anything because of the heat."

"What are you wearing?" He asked unexpectedly.

I had to stop and think. "Ah, shorts and a shirt, why?" My mind raced, I knew where this was heading and I won't lie, I was excited. Pete and I have known each other for some time now and I know the way he thinks.

The first time we met was at a friend's sex toy party, we were all wildly drunk off spiked punch and pudding shots, excitedly talking about our new toys and singing badly to karaoke. I was outside the front door with a few friends who smoked as he caught me sticking my phone in my bra. It is an old habit of mine and when I am out, I don't realize I'm doing it. Needless to say, he was intrigued. My show of boob and bra caught his attention. 

A few weeks after that, another mutual friend of ours was hosting a party at her place. We had no idea each other was going to be there, but when I saw him walk in, we connected instantly and were drawn to one another, like moths to a flame.

"You can come to my place and walk around in your shorts and shirt, I have central air." I knew it.

"Oh, I can, can I. What is your dilemma sir?"

"You can give me a nice little show of that sexy black laced bra of yours again and maybe let me shred it to pieces ripping it off your perfectly rounded breast with my teeth." That was it, he had me. That's all it took. I felt heat pool between my legs. 

"And you are going to come get me?" Was all I asked; I didn't want him to know how badly he was making me wet. 

"I am on my way to your place now." I jumped out of bed, turned on the light and took one look in the mirror. My makeup was still intact, I ran the brush through my hair, grabbed my tote bag, threw in a change of clothes, knowing that I would probably end up staying the night, I was pretty sure he wasn't going to drive me all the way back to East Longmeadow in the middle of the night; I changed my bra into the black one he wanted to see so badly again and grabbed a few toys from my hidden box of toys in my closet. 

I ran down the stairs, brushed my teeth, lathered up my legs with some honeysuckle lotion and spritzed on some honeysuckle body spray. I was so happy that I had decided to shave this morning. 

Pete knew exactly where I lived only for the fact because one of the most popular clubs in the area was right across the street, he didn't need any direction. 

I grabbed my keys off the counter and locked the door behind me. I walked down to the end of the driveway and waited. 5 minutes later, I saw his car pull up; I walked around the front and hopped in the passenger side. 

"Hey sexy," he said as I shut the door and he pulled away. 

"Hey," I said, as I situated myself. I saw him looking at me out of the corner of my eye.

"You are in this car less than 2 minutes and you are already driving me crazy," he said.

"Why, what's wrong?" I said shockingly.

"You smell good enough to eat," he said. I felt heat flushing my cheeks. I was happy when we hit the highway, the breeze was refreshing. When I didn't say anything, he changed the subject.

"What did you do today?" He asked.

"I opened the store this morning, got out at 4, went home and didn't do a thing. How was your day?"

"Long," was all he said; but I waited for more.

"I'm happy to have tomorrow off," he said. That's why he asked me to come over, I said to myself in my head.

"I don't have to work tomorrow either," I said looking at him as he sped down the highway toward Chicopee. 

"So tonight was perfect timing," he looked at me and smiled. 

"I suppose you can say that," I laughed.

"I have been thinking about you a lot since that night at Cristina's."

"That was a crazy night; I don't remember half of it," I said; which was the honest truth. I got so trashed and ended up on the couch downstairs with Pete at midnight, doing some things that I can't quite recall all of. 

We pulled into his neighborhood and drove down to his apartment block. We both climbed out of the car, I grabbed my overnight bag as he went to unlock the door and held it open for me. I shut the car door and walked in. It was a really nice place. Peaked ceilings, the kitchen was off to the right; the living room was straight ahead with a single love seat, end table, coffee table and TV; a set of sliding doors off to the right of the couch and a little hallway, a room off to each side with the bathroom at the end. It looked and smelled brand new inside.

I turned to him and asked, "When was this place built?"

"These places have been here for years," he said as he went into the fridge and grabbed us each a can of coke. 

"It smells brand new in here, like it was just built."

"Nope," he said as he handed me he coke, taking a seat on the couch and flipping on the TV. I set my bag down next to the couch and took a seat next to him. We sat in silence for a few minutes while he found something to watch. He ended up on comedy central, Tosh.0 was on.

"Have you ever seen this?" he asked. 

"Not an entire episode, no," I answered back.

"He is so funny, but this is a rerun, new episodes don't start for another month." I just shook my head and watched in silence. I could feel his eyes on me. As the show went to commercial, he set down his empty coke can and moved closer to me, wrapping an arm around me. I leaned into him and relaxed. Before the show even came back on, his hands were all over me, tickling me! I couldn't stop laughing. He knew that was my weak spot, I am so ticklish. 

Before I knew it, he was on his back with me lying across him. At this point, my mind was a goner; the show was of no interest to us anymore. He stretched his hands out all over my warm body; over my swollen breast, down my stomach and into my shorts. I inhaled a sharp deep breath as I felt his fingers part my swollen lips and slide into my wet pussy. 

I was so completely lost in the moment. As I spread my legs a little more, he turned his finger into the come hither position and stroked my G-Spot until I got to the point where I wanted to scream! I pulled his hand away and stood up. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked. I startled him. 

"No, not at all, you are driving me crazy and at that rate, I'm not going to last long." I said as he stood up and walked into the kitchen. He put his empty can in the sink then walked up behind me and pulled my back up against him. I felt he was hard through the thin fabric of my shorts and within minutes, that hot liquid came flooding back between my legs. I then felt his mouth next to my ear as his hands made their way back into my pants and cupped my ass. I leaned back into him, feeling like I was about to melt into a puddle at his feet. 

"What do you want to do?" He asked, already knowing the answer. I stepped forward and grabbed my bag as he followed me with his hands still cupped on my ass as I walked toward his room. I threw my bag down, tore my shirt over my head and climbed into his bed in nothing but my bra and booty shorts. I lay on my stomach with my legs spread as I waited for him to accompany me. Minutes later, I felt his hands on my legs, sliding them up as he climbed into bed and laid on top of me in nothing but his boxers. 

He unhooked my bra and turned me over, straddling me. I held out my arms as he slipped the straps down and off, my heavy breast popping loose with an eased release, tossing it on the floor along with my shirt. He ran his hands up my stomach and covered my breast; squeezing them gently as his mouth came down and sucked in one hard nipple, rolling his tongue around it. 

"I love this mark on your nipple," he said. "I have never seen this on a woman before. It is so sexy, so erotic." He then kissed the mark and made his way further south, his mouth hungry for more. 

I was completely lost, once again. As he kissed me through my shorts, I arched my back, lifting my ass off the bed, my lips kissing him back as he reached up and pulled my shorts down, completely surprised when he came face to face with my swollen lips, expecting to see me in a lace thong like he had just weeks before. 

He moaned a happy heavy moan, spread my lips, ran a finger up and down then sucked his finger into his mouth, tasting me. He moaned once again, spread my legs even more and jumped right in, tasting me completely. He circled his tongue around my clit and once again pushed his finger into me, rubbing my G-Spot. My back arched as I started to slowly lose my mind. 

Not wanting to come only 10 minutes in, I stopped him and got up as he rolled over onto his back. Without warning, I reached for his boxers and ripped the off, exposing his swollen sex, his head plump, jerking with readiness. I then picked up my bag and reached into it, pulling out a small bottle of edible lubricant, blue raz flavored from Spencer's Gifts and my latest addition to my small family of vibrators. It was the biggest one I have bought yet. 8 inches, purple with ridges. I set them both on the table next to the bed.

"Wow, I can't wait to use that on you," he said watching every move I made.

"That's the idea baby and I haven't used it yet either," I said with a smile in my voice. I turned toward him and just stared. Not giving me any more than 30 seconds, he pulled me down next to him, turned me on my stomach and spread my ass, tasting me from my back side.

"I love the way you taste," he said just over my shoulder, kissing along my spine to the peak of my ass. 

"Your natural smell mixed with that lotion you have on has been driving me crazy since the moment you got into the car," he said as he continued to leave kisses across my shoulder blades and spine. I very soon felt one hand caress my ass as the other slid underneath me, testing my sensitivity. Less than a minute later, I felt a soft vibration at my entry, moving up and down in between my lightly flushed lips. Then suddenly, he pushed it in as far as it would go; a soft moan escaping my lips as he turned up the vibration speed. He then turned me over; my D-cup breast completely exposed as he reached up caressing one than the other. He picked up the pace, pushing the vibe in and out faster and harder until I couldn't take it anymore.

"Stop," I screamed, panting hard like a dog to catch my breath. I was on the edge, not wanting to come this early in the game. He climbed back into bed with me, lying at the end on his back as he ran his finger between my lips. It was now his turn and he didn't even know it. I took one look at him, smiled and without warning, reached for his erected dick. Finally, it was his turn to relieve a long, soft moan. 

"Yes baby, that feels great." I turned onto my stomach, sprawled my legs across his and jerked him long and hard, wanting to move him closer to the edge, wanting to see that look on his face, wanting to make him scream my name! I kept a good motion, watching him move closer to the edge as the minutes pass. Suddenly, he releases a loud moan and grabs my hand.

"Stop," he said. "I am not coming until you come." He sat up, turned me over and pushed my vibe in once again with no warning. He turned up the speed to the max and pushed in and out, fast and hard then soft and slow. My mind was gone, completely lost in the pleasure, the pressure moving me closer and closer to the edge. After what felt like hours, I screamed, unable to control it anymore. I felt the wave of pleasure completely wash over me, flooding me with heat, my skin flushed.

"Omg babe, you just squirted everywhere. Look, this is from you," he said, holding up my vibe, it was soaked with my juices. Then to ease me slowly back down from my high, I felt his tongue softly licking in between my now very swollen lips, tasting all of me.

"You taste so fucking good," he said as he lifted his head, looking me straight in the eye, licking my juice from his lips. Without warning, he shoved the vibe in me again and kept going for hours, not stopping for anything. I must have come 5 or 6 times, maybe more. After the 3rd, I lost track.

I jerked him hard and long during the last 2 times I can remember coming. He finally blew his load, holding it in all this time, I felt bad. I had so many orgasms in one night, the most I have had in one night with any man, but nothing made him happier than the amount of orgasms he gave me. We both ended up falling asleep somewhere around 4 in the morning. 

 *****

I woke the next morning to the touch of his hand rubbing my clit, nice and soft; then I felt his rock hard cock pressing into my ass. I picked my phone up off the night stand and took a look at the time. It was almost 9am. We had slept for nearly 5 hours, it only felt like 2! I set my phone back down and leaned into him. He pushed my long blonde hair aside and left soft kisses along my neck and shoulder. 

"God, you smell wonderful," he said as I felt him breathe me in slowly. 

"Like honeysuckle." I didn't tell him he was right though.He kissed me again, this time making his way down over my shoulder blades as I rolled onto my stomach. He kissed all the way down along my spine then kissed each ass cheek. Moments later I felt him long and hard probing my entry. He slowly pushed into me, at first only half way, stretching my ass for the first time in a while. I let out a long deep moan, my fist clutching the pillow in front of me; as he pulled out then pushed all the way in. 

Within minutes he was letting out a deep moan of his own, picking up his pace, faster and harder, his balls slapping my swollen flushed lips. He reached around me and softly rubbed my clit as he pushed in and out of me. I was so sensitive from the night before, I didn't last that long, minutes later, my body was shuddering from a hot wave that completely washed over me, taking over my body. Pete pushed into me hard once more as his own hot wave rushed over him and into me. Once the jerking stopped, he pulled out and rolled over, kissing me behind my right ear. I was exhausted!

"You okay," he asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Yes, just tired," I said.

"Wore you out, did I?"

"I haven't had sex like that in a long time, so my answer to that is yes, I could sleep from now until I have to get up for work tomorrow."

And that's just what I did. 



Boy Training



She had been driving since noon and now it was almost five in the morning and had just glimpsed the sun lighting the sky in the east before the rains began. Now she was driving in a virtual downpour that obscured everything and she was fighting to keep awake. She was on a narrow two-lane road with trees on either side and she had cut her speed to a crawl. Suddenly she realized that she had dozed off and was on the shoulder. Upstate New York gets cold this time of year and between the monotony of the windshield wipers flapping back and forth she desperately looked for someplace to pull over. 

That's when she saw the narrow dirt road on the left. She swung the car onto it and began to pull in. Her left right tire lost its traction and the car slid to the side and she was hopelessly stuck. She turned off the windshield wipers and was intent on getting some sleep. That's when she saw the glimmer of light ahead. With no umbrella and only a small blanket on the back seat, she climbed out, put the blanket over her head and began to walk. Not more than a few hundred feet up the road she rolled her ankle over and from that point on her discomfort seemed to multiply. The light never seemed to get closer and the pain in her ankle seemed to grow with each step.

The rain now saturated the blanket and felt as though it weighed a ton. Finally she turned a bend in the road and saw the small house nestled between the swaying trees. The light she had seen seemed to come from a window next to the porch. She barely made it to the door and leaned against it trying to keep her weight off her foot. By now it was almost six and it seemed darker than ever as the clouds drifted overhead dumping a torrential amount of cold rain whipping against her already soaked blouse and skirt. Finding no doorbell, she turned and began to slam her fist on the door. 

It seemed like an eternity before the porch light went on and the door opened. Peggy almost fell into the room and into the arms of the boy. The room seemed warm, or was it the heat from his body? She didn't care. She was safe inside and out of that deluge. Somehow the door closed and now holding onto the man, she looked up. He was young, perhaps sixteen or seventeen but with the body of an athlete.

He wore only a pair of very snug fitting cargo shorts that clung tightly to his hard thighs. That was his only covering and she snuggled closer to gather all the warmth she could from his bare chest. He helped her to a couch and reluctantly she disengaged her hold on him and sat. A fire had at one time burned in the fireplace but now it was almost out. He smiled down at her and she looked up into those dark eyes. For the first time words were spoken. He looked at her and simply stated: "god you're going to catch cold if you don't get some dry clothes on. Let me see what I can find." Than turning he went down the hallway and soon came back with a blue flannel shirt and a blanket. "This will do for the top but I don't think my jeans would be much help. 

Would you like to take a hot bath while I get you something to drink and restart the fire? She nodded yes, and he took her hand and helped her up. That's when he noticed that she couldn't support herself on her left leg. I sprained it down the road. Its sort of swollen I think. With that he did something totally unexpected. He put his arm under her thighs and lifted her up as if she were a baby. She wrapped her arms around his neck for support as he carried her to the bathroom. That proved to be a surprise. It was huge and in the center was one of those spa things than was sunken into the floor. He set her down on a bench and ran the water. In moments it was almost full and the jets began to churn the hot water to a foaming swirl of steaming froth. "You get in while I get you something for that ankle."

I was tired, and aching. I felt cold and wanted to get into that tub so badly that I had no second thoughts about stripping out of my dripping clothes and climbing in. I hobbled over sat on the edge and slid in. The warm water covered my breasts and seemed to be caressing my aching body. It wasn't more than five minutes before he returned. He had brought a first aid kit and a drink.

He sat on the bench and watched me for a second than handed me a water glass half full of whisky. I didn't want to offend him, but he had enough alcohol in that glass to wipe me out. I sipped it and than looking at him I asked, aren't you going to join me? I mean have a drink. He sort of looked shyly at me and answered. "I'm not used to drinking." But one wouldn't matter I responded. O.K. he answered and left to get another drink. I thought, god if he's not used to drinking and he makes his as tall as this, he's going to be looped before he's finished.

That's when I got my first real look at him. He seemed to be about eighteen, but could have been a year younger or older. His shoulders were broad and the shorts he wore accented his buns but couldn't hide the fact that he was an amply endowed young man. I was now feeling self conscious of my own appearance. My makeup was long gone and my hair was hanging in strings and snarled. Not caring much now, I lay back and just let the water caress my body.

One jet in the tub was driving me crazy. It was pulsating a jet of water right on my pussy and when I spread my legs slightly it played hell with my clit. I was five days past my period and at the peak of my sexual cycle. I mean I was at my horniest. I could have cum if he hadn't returned with his own drink.

We chatted for about five minutes and now the drink was making me lose my inhibitions. He seemed to be much more relaxed too. Than I took the lead. You know Blake it would be much more relaxing for me if you got in here with me. I mean it's difficult turning my head and looking up to talk with you. Come on, don't be shy, I won't bite. Come on, get in with me. We can talk easier that way. "I don't know Peggy. I would have to......... well you know get undressed and all." Don't think twice about it Blake. I've seen it all before. So shyly he turned away from me and took his shorts off. I watched, hoping for a glimpse of his cock, but until he turned to get into the tub it eluded me. But he had the tightest and most delectable ass I have ever seen and when he did turn, OH my god was he hung. 

He was circumcised and even relaxed, his shaft hung about five inches. He quickly slid into to the water and sat opposite me. I sort of scrunched up so my breasts were at the level of the water and seemed to bob up and down slightly. I questioned him and found out that he was up here in the wilderness for two weeks while his parents were in Europe. He was a senior in high school but had just turned eighteen. He had no girlfriend currently and I teased him into confessing that he was a virgin. I was thinking of all the wonderful ways he could be taught and that prospect was exciting me more. I stretched my leg out and slide it up his thigh to come to rest on his shaft. I smiled and wiggled my toes over it feeling him begin to swell up. He squirmed a bit but seemed to enjoy it. He tried to pretend nothing was happening but the drink and my forwardness had him aroused, and now I was so damn horny that I wanted to stand up and rape the kid.

He was the first to make a move. Peggy I think we should look at that ankle and than get you into some dry clothes. I sighed, slightly disappointed, but agreed. Before getting out I ducked my head under the water to wet my hair and than reached for a towel and began to climb out. Than I simply figured the hell with it and stood up facing him. I began to dry my hair and watch his face at the same time. I have a nice body and he was getting a long and full view of it. My pussy is clean-shaven and my breasts are still perky with hard pink nipples surrounded by slightly puffy pink aureoles. I took my time bending and turning to give him a good show and to see if I could turn him on. When I finished I just stood there, favoring my left foot and put my hands on my hips and asked. Well? Are you going to stay in there and shrivel up like a prune or are you going to get out? 

He was shy and just sat there looking pleadingly at me. Come on, I've seen it all before. Get out! Slowly he rose. Than, as he got to a standing position, I drew a breath and thought, Oh my god! Oh baby you are one hunk of manhood. He was erect and so help me god he must have been well over six inches and it stood out and up. I wanted to say something but couldn't. My pussy was beginning to get that twitchy wet throb that makes my body shake. I stared as he dried himself. He was trying to avoid turning towards me but even his ass was something to behold. He hadn't really developed any amount of pubic hair yet, and what he had was a fine light brown, almost invisible when wet. I had that sudden urge to go down on him. I leaned back against the wall and just breathed hard.

He put on his shorts again and brought me that flannel shirt, I turned and he helped me put it on. It was large. By that I mean I had to roll the cuffs up to get my wrists and hands out. I had turned to press my breasts against him as he helped. Though I left the top four buttons undone I did button the remainder, which provided barely enough shirttail to cover my pussy and most of my ass. Than he again put his forearm under my ass and picked me up and carried me to the bedroom and lay me down.

Now as I lay there I deliberately slid down so my pussy and a good portion of my ass was exposed but he seemed to ignore me as he looked at my ankle. There was some swelling and he very carefully massaged some oil into it. It's not what I should be using he explained, its just baby oil, but its all I have, than he put one of those wide long stretchy supports on it. Wrapping it up carefully. I watched him and smiled. He was trying to avoid eye contact or even looking at my pussy and yet I wanted him to see my body. You know my neck and shoulders are a bit tight Blake can you massage them for me? Sure he answered and I turned over onto my stomach. Here, I exclaimed, let me get this shirt off so you can get at me better. 

The boy's touch was like silk as he rubbed the oil into my shoulders and back. Now the front I suggested and turned over. Now I was nude, and practically spread eagle on the bed. He was getting more relaxed as the whiskey took hold and he began by massaging the oil into my chest but that lead to my breasts and now I was squirming like a wild woman. I don't know if it was by accident or whether he intended to do it but he now was rubbing the palms of his hands over my nipples and they were standing up and hard as pencil erasers. Blake? Have you ever had a girl make you cum? He stopped what he was doing and held stark still. Still not looking at me he murmured, no. No never. Do you think you would like that? I guess, he answered. Well as a reward for being such a good doctor and taking such good care of me I want to reward you. Would you let me do that? "What? You mean reward me?" Yes, come here and take those shorts off and get under the covers with me. I'm cold and need a warm body to keep me from catching pneumonia. Come on crawl in here next to me.

Almost coyly he did as he was told. Now he was semi erect and laying on his back next to me. I slid my hand across his chest as I put my lips to his ear and stuck my tongue in and wiggled it. He seemed to enjoy it and held stark still. Than I kissed my way down to his chest and put my lips over his small nipples and began to lick and suck them. They grew hard, just as mine were and my pussy began to literally drip with my need. I now had my right hand on his tummy and the index finger of my left hand was deeply buried inside my pussy. I drew it out and spread the thin oily fluid up and down the cleft between my puffy lips. But each time my finger slid over my clit I felt the ache and throbbing grow in intensity. Sucking on his hard little nipples, I let my right hand slide down and clutch his shaft. Now it was as hard as a rock and my fingers barely met as they encircled him. I began to let my curved fingers glide up and down its length and I felt the pre-cum begin to weep from the tiny slit in its head. I spread it over his shaft and began to stroke faster and more vigorously. Now really jerking him faster and faster I felt his tummy tense and his hips lift slightly. 

I had myself on the verge of an orgasm as I worked to bring this boy off. For only a second I paused to draw the covers off our bodies and now I took my lips from his nipples and my face moved to with inches of that beautiful cock. Faster I stroked and when I could resist no longer I plunged my mouth down engulfing it. I held my breath and rammed my lips down trying to take him all in and driving the head of his cock deep down my throat. I had all but two inches in my mouth before I had to back off. He had begun to hump up and down and squirm and I was just getting a lot of pre-cum for my effort but he was still not ready. As for me, my pussy was on the verge of orgasming and my fingers were dancing, sliding in and out, than up and down, ever stroking until my cunt was crying to cum. Almost at that instant, he suddenly lurched up and cried, Peggy? I think I'm there! Please stop! 

I was damn if I was going to pause now. I slid my fingers faster and faster up and down that shaft and sucked the head of his cock as best I knew how. Than he suddenly put his hand on the back of my head and sobbed to me. I can't stop it! Peggeeeeeeeeeee I can't stop it. And at that very instant, as he cried to me, I began to cum. I had his cock now just inside my pursed lips and I seemed to hum to him to cum with me. And when I felt the first flood of his thick milky cream gush into my mouth I swallowed each pulsing spurt with a hunger I had never know. I finally was over my orgasm but continued to milk him. I slid my fingers firmly along the bottom of his shaft, drawing more and more of his cum into my sucking mouth. Than it was finished. 

He laid there, not believing what I had done to him. He turned his head and smiled. Than asked. "Is it always that good? I mean you swallowed me. Is that good or did I do something wrong? No baby that's the way it should be. Than he asked: can I do that to you too? I mean do you like to........ You know get all wet and creamy and let me taste you? My heart beat almost out of my chest. OOOh yes Blake that would be wonderful.

With that He moved to my breast and holding it in his warm hand he put his lips around my nipple. I gasped and almost let out a cry. My nipples are extremely sensitive and though he wasn't experienced, he sure was doing things to my body that were new to me. To feel this boy sucking me like this was making my pussy drool. Put your hand down on my cunnie I told him. And he let those fingers trail down to my thighs. I couldn't resist tensing the muscles in my ass and lifting up to meet his fingers. Your wet Peggy. I know Blake. I know. My pussy tastes good. Do you want to see? Put your mouth down there and let your tongue go inside and taste my wetness. Go on, it's what I like. And when Blake put his mouth over my hot pussy and parted my swollen lips, I cried out to him. Babyyyyyyyyyyyyy oh babyyyyyyyyyyyy higher. Feel that little swollen bump? That's my clit. Suck it! That's it! Just like that. Oh my god oh my god your good. Suck it like that. Gooooooooooooooooood so goooooooooooood now put your fingers deep inside my pussy and twist them around and get them all wet than take them out and lick them. Taste me? Do you like the way I taste Blake? 

This boy was making me crazy. He was doing everything a human can do to make me cum and he was insatiable. He sucked, and stroked, his fingers moved in and out of my convulsing pussy and I was moving from one orgasm to another squealing as each orgasm took hold of me. Blake? BLAKE! Oh my god your good. Let me rest a minute. 

The only thing missing was that hard cock deep inside me. It's strange but when I cum hard it's a hundred times more intense if I contract on a hard throbbing cock. I was breathing hard. I had cum for this boy more than ten or eleven times and still he wasn't satisfied. I had turned him into a love machine. And oh my lord was he a fast learner. I was about to tell him to try and get hard again and ask him if he wanted to put it in, but he was way ahead of me. Peggy? Would it feel good if I could? Well you know. Try to put my cock in? Would that be good? I was Jell-O and this boy was my dream. Oh yes, yessssssssssss that would be wonderful. But don't hurt me. Do you want me to make him hard again Blake? I think I am he answered. Bending my head to look down I couldn't believe my eyes. He was absolutely huge. He stood out about seven inches and his shaft was so hard it seemed to ride parallel to his tummy. I was hungry for it and my hips seemed to wiggle from side to side in anticipation. Even as he paused and took his mouth away from my pussy I felt my contractions forcing the oily musky fluid from within. How do I do this? He asked. Just kneel between my legs. That's it. Now let me raise my legs up like this and you put it in. Here, let me hold my pussy open for you. He did as I asked and than it started.

At first he slid the head of his cock up and down my pussy. That just made me more anxious but he seemed to be enjoying watching the purple head of that cock sliding along the torrid hot pink membranes of my cunt. Than he found my opening and began to go in. He was slow, but yet so hard that I could feel him stretching me open. I had my chin buried in my chest as I watched. First the head seemed to delve in. Than he drew it out and seemed pleased to see all my sticky wetness coating it. Than he returned it to it's nesting place and forced still more in. But this time he drew it almost out and yet left the head hidden within. I was getting frantic. He was stretching me apart and no matter how far apart I spread my legs he still seemed to be tearing me open. 

By now his cock was well lubricated and each slow movement of his hips seemed to force more of that throbbing shaft in. I was about frantic when I finally felt the head of that cock punch against my womb. It felt good and at that moment I could feel his balls, heavy with cum slap against my ass. I wanted to contract around that beautiful cock but he had me stretched so open that I couldn't. Than when he began to draw back, my pussy's walls seemed to cling to him trying to follow. It felt almost as if he were drawing my vagina in and out with his hard cock. Being well lubricated, he began to saw in and out more quickly. And that was when I almost lost it. He moved like a jackhammer. In and out. I never knew a person could move so fast and to add to the sensations he was drawing it in and out about five inches with each stroke. That was making the head of his cock plunge against my womb each time he slammed in. I began to arch my back with each thrust and actually tried to find something to hold onto. 

Though I had set a world record for orgasms, or so I thought, this boy was making me go wild. In and out, in and out, over and over and over and each thrust was harder and deeper than the last and now my body was being forced to slide up and down the bed with the force of his thrusting.

My breasts swayed with each deep penetrating jab and I screamed. I actually screamed. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Blake. More! Ohmygodohmygod Ooh god Ooh fuck meeee! Fuck me good. More! Ram it in! Ram me! Do it! Fuck my pussy faster. Yes oh yes do it. Make me cum again! Feel me? I'm cummmmming again! Ooh baby your good. Fuck me more! Faster baby! Oooh mygodohgod oh baby...cumming again! Now Blake, shoot! Give it to me! Come on baby spurt your cum in me! Mix with me. Now! I'm cumming now! Do it! God do it now! 

Though my vision was blurred I watched his face as he let go. He reached down and grasped my breasts, my nipples were massaged hard and squeezed as he looked up and groaned. Take it! Take all of it. Oh Peggy, can you feel it spurting? It's cumming inside you. Feel it? So help me god I think I could feel the pulsing warm thick ribbons of sperm being pumped deep inside me. But strangely none left me. I mean his cock was so tightly held within my vagina that not a single drop of it could escape me. 




Boy Training



Than, spent he fell atop me. I wrapped my arms around him and just lay there. His shaft still snugly held deep inside my tingling pussy. I must have fallen asleep that way, with my hot hard nipples pressing against his chest. 

It was dark again when I woke up. He was on his side next to me. A very wet puddle of our making was spread just under my ass and I had to go to the bathroom. My bladder seemed full. I tried to get up without waking him but couldn't. He reached out and took my arm and held me back. I have to go, I murmured. Not now he whispered. 

I figured I could wait a few moments longer so I lay back down. Peggy? Yes. Have I learned everything? Is there more? Thinking for a moment I whispered, a few things more, but for now you're just great. What else is there? I want to learn and I want you to teach me. I guess there's just anal but that's sort of special. Why? He asked? Because, well its something a girl has to get used to I guess, and it has to be done with care.. Could you get used to it with me? He asked. I thought a second that whispered, yes Blake, with you I could. Than let's do it whispered. Later, I replied. Now he demanded. But Blake it takes time. Patience and a lot of Vaseline I giggled. I have some right over there. Wait here. I lay there shivering with anticipation. Now? Here? I asked. He nodded and returned to the bed. I have to go, I again repeated. Wait he begged. Now tell me how. 

First you have to make me relax or you're going to tear me apart. You're very big Blake. But what do I do? I mean how do I do it? Well first I have to be put in the mood and than you have to be gentle and make me relax. Than put a gob of that Vaseline on your finger and gently stroke my ass until I sort of, relax, than your slip one finger in and just sort of twist it around. And than? When you feel me relax and it doesn't feel so tight put in another finger and do the same thing. Than do I put my cock in? I smiled at him, and answered. Well with you maybe it would need three fingers. I sort of chuckled at the way he looked at me. Roll over on your tummy he asked. Why? I want to try this. Maybe it would be better if I just kneeled for you I suggested. Sure he answered. So I moved up onto my knees and wiggled my ass invitingly at him. 

He was good. He did everything right. I was a bit surprised and excited when I felt his mouth licking me from the bottom of my pussy right up and over my tight little ass. He stabbed his wet warm tongue deep inside me and I wanted to push back to get more, but I held perfectly still enjoying the sensation. It was surprising how quickly I submitted to his tender stroking and prodding. It wasn't more than twenty minutes before he had three fingers tightly held together within my ass and was twisting them. I had never honestly taken anything as large as his cock up there. Oh I had used a candle and a dildo a couple of times and once tried a butt plug but it was sort of large and hard, but now I was getting horny and excited at the prospect. I had even forgotten my need to relieve myself. And he would slide those fingers in and out and every few minutes his tongue would take their place. I was flat out hot by now. 

When he brought me to kneel at the very edge of the bed and he stood behind I tried desperately to stay calm. I hardly felt it when he substituted his cock for his fingers. Oh he was large and it did sting for a moment before I forced myself to relax but almost simultaneously as he drew out his fingers his cock's head replaced them. But even at that it felt almost as if I could hear a soft whisper of a pop as his thick shaft entered. I actually felt a thrill run thru my body knowing that he was buried within my ass. I have to admit that this was new to me. But with this boy it all seemed so natural and I wondered at the intense feeling of intimacy I felt. If I thought my pussy was sensitive this was something different, and yet much more satisfying than I had expected. But the surprise was yet to come.

Now I held myself up on my arms and he was still. His shaft was deep inside me and his hard thighs were pressed firmly against the cheeks of my ass. His balls were nestled against my cunt and he slowly reached over me and let his hands cup my hanging breasts and his fingers slowly rolled my long hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Than his hands slid down and rested atop my pussy. My clit must have swollen to twice its normal size and it felt as if it were peeking out from between my swollen lips. He actually was pressing on either side of it with two fingers forcing it to slide from within its sheath as his thumb stroked the exposed surface. At the same time he began to work his cock in and out. I went mad. 

As before he took long strokes and drove in hard and deep. Now he was toying with my clit until I was nearly frantic. I was totally out of control and shoving back to meet his thrusting cock and still he played with my pussy until I sobbed to him. Cumming again! Here it comes! God boy give it to me. Cum in my ass. Do it! Oh damn, I'm, I'm oh my god I'm going to wet all over your hand. Just please don't stop. Please, I don't care just keep fucking meeeeeee! When he came in my ass I knew it because he suddenly held that beautiful cock deep inside me and just seemed to take short jabs and with each he sent still more cum spurting inside my convulsing body. Than I fell face down on the bed with his hand still tightly held over my pussy and clasping my clit. I lay in a warm puddle of my own making and he still held his cock deep within my ass. We were panting and I actually began to beg him to leave it in. But eventually we had to separate and he just rolled over next to me and I crawled atop him and gave him the longest and hottest kiss I have ever given. 

Sleep came slowly and I remember thinking, I have him for two whole weeks. My god will I ever survive? I've awakened a sleeping babe and turned him into a man. My Blake, my young lover.



Boy Turns into a Man



This is a fictional story based on fantasies of mine that are not based on any real stuff but the names and events in this story are completely fictional. 

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Since I was kid I always thought that my mom was my biological mom until I was around 9 and I got kind of suspicious since my dad was 35 and my mom was only 25. My mom never really acted like a mom but more as a good friend. My parents finally told me the truth when I was 12 but nothing really changed between us and I continued to call her mom. My life continued the same until I was 18 with the occasional friends saying my mom was hot but I just played it off. It all changed on my 18th birthday. 

I had known for a few years that my parents were trying to have a kid and I could always here their attempts at night but I always blocked them out and didn't think anything of them but I could tell that they were not succeeding and I felt bad for them.

It was my 18th birthday when my relationship with my parents and my life would change forever. I was about to go out and got to a strip club with my friend to celebrate my birthday when my mom walked in my room. 

"Sam, can you come to our room for a second your father and I want to talk to you for a second." My mom said.

"Umm... Yeah ok mom, just give me a sec," I said being confused as to what they want.

My mom walked out of the room and I was left there thinking of why they wanted to talk to me for a few seconds before I snapped myself out of it and got my wallet and left for my parent's room. Once I got there I noticed both my parents sitting on the bed waiting for me.

"Come on in Sam," she said to me as I reached the door frame.

"Um ok," I said walking in slowly thinking I may have done something wrong that they found out about or something. 

"Don't worry you are not in trouble," my dad said when he saw the way I was walking in.

"We just want to umm give you a proposition," she said as I walked up to the bed, "Here just sit down here," she said as she patted a spot on the bed and so I took a seat, "Sam I am not if you know or not but your dad contracted a genital disease not a STD a couple of years ago which rendered him sterile but we didn't find it out till last weekend and I am not sure if you noticed but before than we have been trying to have a child."

"Well I wasn't sure that you guys were trying to have a child but I um...well I certainly could hear you guys everyday day and night but I had no clue about Dad's condition and I am sorry to hear that you guys can't have kids," I said as I looked down to try and avoid their eyes. 

"Oh woops ha-ha well I am um sorry you had to hear our um attempts at having a baby but we have found out your dad is sterile we have been thinking of different ways of having a kid," mom said as I looked up with both of them staring at me.

"So what are you guys going to do? Invitro? Adoption? Umm...surrogate?" I asked as I started sweating from the nervousness as they both stared at me.

"Umm well not exactly. Sam we have something we would like to ask you. I suggested this to your father and we have been discussing this since we found out he was sterile. I know this may seem weird and I would understand if you say no and are completely freaked out by this but we were wondering if you would mind making me pregnant." She said as look at me with hope almost making more accepting towards the idea.

"Wha...huh?...umm...mom I am speechless," I said as I looked straight at her in disbelief.

"It's ok Sam just take it in I know it must seem completely farfetched and that we are just pulling your leg but we are completely serious. I thought of the idea and told it to your father after thinking about it for a few days and he was apprehensive but finally accepted it. I feel since I am only your step mother we are not related to blood so I was thinking maybe with all the girls you are fucking you can take some time to have sex with me," she said with even more hope in her eyes. 

"Well um mom I am actually still a virgin and have actually never even kissed a girl unfortunately," I said as I started to get turned on to the thought of their proposition.

"Oh well that kind of makes this better because it could also be a learning experience for you so that you can gain some experience," my mom said as it looked like she was starting to breath a little harder.

"Well Dad what do you think about this? She is your wife and I would feel bad doing this to your wife," I asked dad as I started to get convinced of accepting but wanted to make sure he was ok with it.

"Well at first I had apprehensions but your mom finally talked me into it and after hearing you are a virgin I think it will be beneficial for all of us," he said with I even think a look of excitement on his face. 

"Well then if it is ok with dad then I am in. So what do you do first," I asked trying to hear my rising excitement.

"Well the first thing would for you to get undressed," my mom said giggling at my innocence.

"Oh ok mommy sorry I am new at this," I said as my hands shook as I started to pull my shirt over my head but was having a hard time.

"Here let me undress you then," she said as she saw me shaking.

She slowly slid over to where I was sitting on the bed and put her hands on mine and helped me steady them and get my shirt off. She then put her hand on my decently chiseled chest and pushed me back so I was laying down on the bed as her hand slid down my stomach to my pants and she slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and grabbed at both sides and slowly pulled down my pants and my boxers releasing my what I my cock hitting her in the face.

"Oh my god mommy I am so sorry I didn't mean to do that," I said worried.

"No, no it is ok Sam it is a good thing it hit me in the face it shows you are ready to have sex with me and it sure is big and sexy," she said as she stared at it as she licked her lips.

"Oh um ok mommy so what do we do next?" I asked her as I started to breathe due to my excitement.

"Well we definitely can't have sex without me naked so I think the next step would be for you to undress me," she said as she stood up and walked in front of me.

My cock jumped when the image of my gorgeous mother nude jumped into my mind. I snapped myself out of my dream and stood up on wobbly legs and gripped for her shirt and slowly pulled it over her head allowing her unknown to me at the time free perky big breasts to bounce free with eraser like nipples sticking out what looked like an inch from her body. 

I started staring at her enticing tits before I got snapped out of my trance by my mom saying, "You look just like your father did the first time he saw them. Why don't you play with them and get accustomed to them as you work my skirt off." She said as she smiled at me. 

"You will really like them," my dad said making me look at him and what I saw shocked me seeing him naked and stroking his cock but knew not to worry about him.

I slowly moved my head down to her tits as they rose and feel with her hard breathing as my hands ran down her stomach making her shake and squirm as they landed on her zipper to her skirt. My animal instincts started to take over and I moved my mouth over her right tit and started to suck on it and nibble and play with it as I unzipped her skirt and yanked it down finding nothing underneath but her pussy emanating heat. 

"Mmm sweety I think he is starting to get the hang of thi...uh oh yes honey suck mommy's titties," she said as she bent her head back.

Her words of encouragement only fueled me on more as I kept switching between her tits leaving saliva all over them and her tits and cleavage. As I was having my way with her tits my fingers instinctively entered her pussy and I started to feel around her moist hot pussy as I used my finger to rub a knob which I would find out later is her clit. I started getting a little too rough and she pushed me off of her slowly.

"Woh, woh, woh Sam take it easy now tiger," she said smiling at me with glazed over lust filled eyes.

"Oh my god mom I am so sorry I don't know what came over me," I said as I put my head down in shame of my animalistic instinct.

"No, no it is ok son it is just I am not used to a man being so aggressive. Now I think it is time for you to lose your virginity. Now Sam just lay back and let me do all the work," she said as her breathing increased exponentially and she licked her lips.

I lay down excited to finally lose my virginity especially since I was going to lose it to the most beautiful woman I knew, my mom. I laid there with my cock pointing to the sky like a pole waiting to be mounted. My mom licked her lips and quickly like a bitch in heat got over my body on top of my cock facing me. She smiled to me as she grabbed a hold of my cock and stood it up and then still smiling at me she dropped her pussy impaling herself to the hilt on my cock.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! Sam your cock is impaled in my fucking pussy!!! Oh fuck it feels so fucking good!!!" she screamed so loud it could wake the neighbors as she rose up of my cock.

"Oh uhhhh Fuck," I head my dad say and looked to see him cum all over his hand, "I will go clean myself but I will be back you two just keep going."

My mom didn't even listen to him she just started to ride my cock like a she was riding a horse. Her eyes were glazed over with lust as she threw her head back and moaned like a bitch in heat as I lay there in complete ecstasy not knowing what to do but to just lay and enjoy it.

"Sa...Sam pl...play wi...with my tits no...now," she said in a lustful craving voice.

I did exactly as I was told and started to knead and pinch and pull her tits. I was like a puppet to her at the moment but I could feel my animalistic urges start to take hold of me and when they finally took over I took my mom's hips and flipped her over to her back with my on top not letting my cock slip out. I took control then and started to pound into her like a male dog to a bitch.

"Oh Sam, you naughty boy! Fuck your mom! Take control and fuck me senseless! Make me a baby Sam! Fuck my cunt!" she screamed in between moans and grunts of animalistic pleasure.

"Oh god mom I don't know what has come over me but I love it! I love the feel of your fucking cunt on my cock! I feel like I am an animal not human! I feel possessed and I want to fuck you forever!" I said as I put her legs on my shoulders and pushed them to her breasts as I bent down and shoved my tongue in her throat.

"Wow Honey I think he is better at this than we thought he was going to be," my dad said as he walked in the room and saw me pounding her.

"He sure fucking is honey. He is like a fucking animal," she said as I came up for air.

I completely ignored the fact that my father was in the room and continued to pound into my mom's cunt like it was going to save my life. I bent down pushing her legs to her tits and started to bite on her nipples as I grabbed her hips and picked her up and held her in my hands as I picked her up and slammed her back onto my cock.

"Oh fuck Sam! You are fucking amazing! I am getting so close! Please keep going keep fucking my cunt with your fuck stick! I have been a bad girl so punish me!" she said as she threw her head back in ecstasy moaning and grunting like she was possessed.

"Oh fuck mommy your cunt feels so tight and juicy! It feels so fucking well on my cock I am getting so close! I am going to cum so...Here I cum!" I said as I picked her up and dropped her down on my cock impaling my balls into her cunt as well as my cock and shot my cum deep in her. 

Just as I came deep in her cunt I felt my mom spasm on my cock and felt a hot juice seep from out of her cunt and around my cock as she slumped on my shaking and letting out little moans. I took us over to the bed and lied her down so she could rest. I stood there looking down at my cum filled mom as cum fell from my cock. I looked over for my dad to see what his reaction was or if I was in trouble and then I heard sucking from in front of me. 

"Dad what are you doing?" I asked dumbfounded by what my dad was doing.

"Well son I am sorry to say but we were not totally honest with you on our intentions of you fucking your mom," he said in between licks of her cum filled pussy. 

I was shocked by what he just said, "Wait, what you mean dad?"

"Don't worry we are not mad. We will explain in due time," he said as he finished cleaning mommy up.

Nothing compared to the shock that I had from what my dad did next. He brought his head up from my mom's pussy and then turned and took my whole hard cock in his mouth and started sucking.

I did not move since I was paralyzed by the shock of what he was doing, "Dad what the fuck is you doing?"

"Well son I have to let you know something. I am bisexual which means I like men and woman," dad said in between sucks on my cock.

"Ok honey that is enough I think we owe Sam an apology and an explanation," my mom said as she sat up on the bed.

My dad got up and went back to his chair and brought it to the bed next to mommy and held her hands. They both looked at me with apologetic but hopeful looks.

"Well umm so is someone going to fill me in?" I asked being a little but angry about being deceived.

"Alright Sam it is time for you to know the truth. Your dad is not sterile due to a disease but because he had a vasectomy and I am naturally sterile. We are not trying to have a kid but instead the sounds you have been hearing are our rejuvenated sex life after I found out your dad is bisexual. I caught your dad one time when I came home early from work to find him being fucked by our neighbor and it hurt me but he explained it all to me and it took a while for me to except what happened but I did. He tried to say that he wouldn't mind if I cheated to make it even but I didn't want to do that but did admit I had fantasies of being fucked by another man," she said looking over at my dad and kissing him.

"We then both decided to sit down and rationalize it out. We ended up deciding that we both had fantasies of being with someone else and I wanted it to be a guy and so did she so we came to a conclusion that we were going to look for a guy to be both if our fuck buddies. We didn't want it to be a stranger so we tried some friends of ours but that didn't end well actually that is why we moved the last time. We finally after weeks of trying to find another solution decided to seduce you by having you think we needed to fuck your mom to get her pregnant and see if it ended with how it did, you liking it and really fucking her not making love to her," he said as I saw his cock was already hard again as was mine.

"So now it is all up to you honey. You can either except this and become our fuck buddy and become the third wheel in our marriage or you and I can go and clean up and pretend like this all never happened but I just want to let you know if you choose to be with us then you will never be alone and you can live here with us and are free to go fuck around as much as you like," mommy said with a great sound of hope and lust in her voice.

"Well after losing my virginity to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and being able to fuck anytime I want I don't think anybody would pass that chance up so I am in," I said to them making them both smile in glee as my cock twitched from the thought of the pleasure it would get for the rest of my life. 

"Well I know that we are both happy to hear that but before this can all be finalized we need you to do something else to show your approval and commitment. We need you to fuck your dad," my mom said with an air of complete ecstasy.

"Well um I guess if I have to do it to accept and if I am going to be doing it for the rest of our lives I guess I should start now," I said as I walked over in front of my dad, " I think my cock needs a little lubrication before we fuck."

"Oh yes son I am sorry," my dad said as he hurried over to their bed table.

He hurriedly threw open the drawers and finally found a lube tube which he ran over to where I was standing and took some in his hands and brought them up to my cock and slowly started to stroke my cock lubing it up.

I threw my head back from the pleasure and the taboo of the event, " Oh fuck dad your hands feel so good."

As my dad lubed up my cock for the fun ahead my mom grabbed the lube tube and got some in her hands and moved over behind dad and started to lube up his asshole. I just stood there and looked at one of the hottest things I have ever seen and all I was able to do was moan and groan. After a couple of minutes of lubing up we were both ready and we took our positions with my dad on his hands and knees and me standing behind him.

"Go ahead sweety. Fuck your daddy. Shove your cock in his ass!" my mom said to me encouraging me.

"Yes son fuck my ass! Fuck it nice and hard!" my dad said as he looked back at me as he spread open his ass cheeks.

I didn't need anymore encouragement and I took my cock in my hand and got on my knees and walked over to his ass and placed my cock at the entrance and slowly pushed in. I felt pressure from his ass but I slowly pushed through it as inch after inch of my cock slid into his ass until I was to the hilt.

"Oh fuck son your big cock feel so good in my ass! I feel you so deep in me!" he said as he threw his head back and groaned loudly.

"Your ass feels so tight but good daddy," I said as I started to rock back and forth into his ass.

"Oh god watching you two is getting me so hot," my mom said as she walked over in front of both of us. 

"I have a great idea. Mom why don't you bend over in front of dad and he can fuck you as I fuck him," I said in between moans and groans and I started to go faster into his ass.

"Oh fuck I would love that my lovelies," mommy said as she bent over with her ass high in the air and waiting.

My dad didn't need anymore encouragement just like I didn't so with me still deep in his ass my dad jumped up and mounted my mom like a dog does to a bitch and slid his cock into her making us finally all connected sexually. My dad and I slowly started to rock in and out as my mom started to slowly rock back into us making us all come together. We all started to move faster until we were all thrusting as fast as we could and we were all sweaty and moaning and groaning like in a cluster fuck. We all were getting close together.

"Oh fuck I am getting close," we all said just as it was too late and I came deep in my dad's ass, my dad came in my mom's cunt and she squirted her cum all over my dad's cock.

We all fell on our sides all still connected cuddling up together as we drifted off to sleep from all the fun we just had and will have later. That is it for this chapter but there will be more to come. I thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed.