3 comments/ 56301 views/ 12 favorites How It Began By: oldauthor It began in a basement room of the huge building that housed the Summit County Home, an aging, red brick fortress of a building that consisted of three floors over a full basement that was now used only to store miscellaneous items. The upper two floors of the building were used as housing for males and females who had been abandoned by their parents, often by parents who could no longer feed and clothe their offspring through no fault of their own. The bottom floor consisted of offices, the cafeteria and a small gymnasium with access to a large field in the back of the building. Although it was named the Summit County Home, some of the residents remained there until they reached the age of twenty-one. Richie had approached Gene while he was wandering around the field looking for some of the friends he had made since arriving at the home a year earlier and asked, "Wanna see something, Gene?" Gene looked at the older male with curiosity, as he had never spoken to him before, although they both lived in the same dorm of over thirty young men. Hesitantly, he asked, "Wh-what? Whacha got, Richie?" He was sure the older man must have coped a magazine or something like that with some 'dirty' pictures like he had seen some of the older ones in the dorm with. Just that prospect made Gene curious with anticipation of being included in the select few who were able to look at the forbidden mags. Richie immediately read the anticipatory expression on Gene's face and dismissed it with a wave of his hand. "Naw, it's not what you're thinking, Gene. Better than that." "Well, what is it then? Some girl?" Like most of the males Gene was always eager to sneak over to the girl's wing with the hope of seeing one naked in the shower. "Nope. Not a girl. It's a secret place. My hideout." "Your hideout? How do you have a hideout?" Right away Gene figured that Richie must have constructed a little fort or something back in the woods that surrounded the home. That wasn't too farfetched as Gene himself had managed to get one girl to sneak back in the woods with him where he was able to get a kiss and even feel some tits before his victim had got scared and ran off. Ignoring the younger boy's questions, Richie demanded, "You wanna see it or not?" "Sure," Gene quickly replied, not wanting to anger the older male and miss out on seeing something. "Sure, I want to see it. Where's it at?" "C'mon, follow me. But make sure you aren't seen. We gotta keep it a secret." Gene was surprised when Richie led the way back towards the building, certain that the 'hideout' must have been in the woods. Richie led the way around the end of the building that was opposite the driveway that was used to access the Home, ducking below some shrubbery that surrounded the brick walls so they wouldn't be seen by anyone who might be at a window above by chance. After rounding the building and proceeding about fifty feet along the front that faced Arlington Street across a wide expanse of lawn, Richie ducked behind the shrubs and beckoned for Gene. Grinning at the younger boy, Richie deftly gripped the basement window by the sash and pushed it up. Without explaining, the youth slid feet first through the opening and lowered himself to the floor. Gene knelt on his haunches and looked in the room, unsure if he should follow his newfound friend. All he could see were stacks of mattresses and a couple of desks with a closed door on the opposite side of the room. He began to mentally question if they should be where they were, let alone go inside the room when the impatient Richie interrupted his thoughts. "Well? You coming in or not?" Richie's tone of voice awoke Gene from his questioning and he quickly did as the older boy had, submissively sliding feet first into the room, relieved when his feet touched the floor more easily than he had thought. By the light that was filtering through the ground level windows, Gene could see that his first assessment of the room was correct. It was obviously just a storeroom for unused furniture and he couldn't see any sign of a 'hideout' like Richie had claimed. It wasn't until he followed Richie around a high stack of mattresses that he did see what turned out to be the his supposed hideout. Someone had stacked a couple of mattresses across two desks, forming a small passage that opened up to a wider space between the two desks and the stacks of mattresses in the front of the room. There was room for two mattresses lying side by side in the created space and Richie had quickly crawled through the opening and sprawled on one of the mattresses, beckoning Gene to follow. Despite the simplicity of the older male's 'hideout', Gene had to admire what he had created. With all of the other children in the Home, it was virtually impossible to find a place where a person could just be alone. Alone with their thoughts, their dreams, even their private activities. As he settled on the other mattress, Gene was surprised to see that Richie had taken his cock out and was openly stroking it. The act didn't surprise him so much as Gene had masturbated whenever he was able to without anyone seeing the 'forbidden' act-usually under the covers at night after lights out. So the act didn't surprise him but the fact that the older boy was doing it in front of him certainly was a surprise. Gene was mesmerized by not only the baseness of his companion, but also by the size of the older man's equipment. Richie had his entire hand wrapped around the shaft and Gene could see at least another two inches or so of hardened shaft with a purple head above his hand. He watched hypnotically as Richie worked his hand up and down and could even see in the dim light the glistening dewdrop forming on the slitted top. Gene was unaware that the older boy had been watching him stroke his adult-size meat until his transfixion was interrupted, "Want to touch it?" When Gene didn't answer, his eyes still locked on the scene before him, Richie repeated, "Do you? Go on, Gene, touch it." When Gene still didn't move or make an attempt to comply, Richie reached over and gripped his hand, pulling it towards his cock, now standing up straight. Gene didn't resist, his submissive side letting the older boy take control. When he felt the erect softness touch his fingers, Gene instinctively opened his hand and gripped the stiff meat in his fist and then began to move it up and down. He marveled at the raw power of the older man's cock, the heat from it transferring to the palm of his hand and miraculously traveling through his body to his own loins. Richie lay still for a few minutes, content to let the younger, naïve boy take over the task of stroking his cock before asking, "You like it, Gene? Like touching it?" Without hesitating, Gene nodded enthusiastically, his eyes glued to the increasing puddle of clear liquid dripping out of the slit in the purplish head resting atop his small, girl-like fist. After another moment of silence, Richie queried, "Would you like me to touch yours'? How about it?" Gene paused his stroking while he pondered the Richie's offer, then answered with some embarrassment, "But, but mine isn't like yours', Richie. Mine is smaller." Richie turned on his side, the action pulling his cock out of Gene's precum-slickened hand. "Don't matter. It'll still feel good. Wanna try it?" Not waiting for an answer, Richie reached over and began undoing Gene's pants. When he had the zipper pulled down, Richie rose up on his knees and with both hands pulled the younger man's pants down to his ankles. He snickered at the tidy-whities Gene wore and then announced, "Gotta take those things off," and then he proceeded to pull the cotton garment down Gene's shapely legs, exposing his three-inch peter, which was just beginning to rise from the almost-hairless crotch. Taking the small penis between a thumb and forefinger, Richie began to stroke it, the uncircumcised skin alternately hiding and then revealing the pale head. Grinning at the nervous youth, Richie asked, "You like that? Feels good, doesn't it?" Putting his hands behind his head so he could watch the Richie's manipulation of his organ, Gene admitted, "Uh-huh. It does. Better than when I do it." "See? Told you?" Richie stroked the stiffening peter a couple of minutes more and then asked cunningly, "Wanna try something that feels even better?" Shrugging, Gene answered, unsure of what could feel better than having someone else masturbate his awakening prick. "Wh-what would feel better? I like this." "Fucking, that's what," Richie sneered. "Don't you know nothing about sex?" The derision of the older man embarrassed Gene, afraid his ignorance of sex would cause Richie to not like him and end up making fun of him. The only thing he could think of rather than confess that he was sexually ignorant was to ask, "Isn't, isn't that between a man and a woman, Richie? I mean, how can we do that?" "Easy," Richie grinned, pleased with how easy it was going to be to seduce the younger male. "You wanna try it or not?" "If, if you want, Richie. But I don't know what to do." "That's okay, buddy. Just do what I tell you," Richie replied as he reached down and took off one of Gene's shoes and quickly repeated the act on the other shoe before gripping the boy's pants and underwear and pulling them off and throwing them aside as he explained, "Gotta get you naked first, though." The anticipation of what he was going to be able to do was making his cock ache with desire, a desire he had felt ever since seeing the nude Gene taking a shower and marveling at how the he looked so much like a girl from the back, his shapely legs topped by a bubble-like hairless ass that he longed to touch, certain that the his skin had to be as soft as silk to the touch. "How about my shirt?" Gene innocently asked. "Want me to take it off?" "Naw, you can leave it on. Just turn over on your belly." "On my belly? How we going to f-fuck with me on my belly?" "Don't be silly, Gene. You're going to be the girl and I'm the guy. We gotta do it from the back. That's where your pussy is." Gene quickly objected, his so-called masculinity questioned, "I'm not a girl! And I don't have a pussy, either! That's a girl's thing." "Easy, easy," Richie mollified the agitated Gene. "I know you aren't a girl, crazy. This is just pretend, that's all. And I gotta be the guy 'cause I got the biggest dick. So that means you have to have a pussy-pretend is all." It took a minute to soak in and quiet the disturbed Gene, but he finally whispered, "Okay. Okay, I see. I-I didn't know it was pretend." "That's alright, Gene. Just turn over and we'll pretend to fuck." Submissively, Gene turned over on his stomach and Richie immediately got in position before the younger man objected again, straddling the thighs and positioning his throbbing cock between the soft globes of flesh before ordering, "Open your legs just a little, Gene, then close them when I tell you." As soon as the thighs beneath him opened a couple of inches, Richie quickly slid his slick cock all the way between the yielding cheeks and then almost shouted, "Close your legs tight now, Gene." As soon as Gene's legs closed tightly and squeezed Richie's cock between his upper thighs and the full cheeks of his ass, Richie began working his hips back and forth, pulling his cock almost completely out of the tight crevice before plunging back down until his belly smacked against the soft buttocks beneath. The voluminous precum from the older man's cock lubricated the passage and dripped down to cover the hidden hole and youthful nuts below, leaving a large wet spot on the mattress. Neither of the men spoke as Richie pounded the small ass below him, his hands gripping Gene's shoulders to give himself more leverage as his hips worked like a jack hammer, leaving him nearly breathless. The slick-legging fucking of the naïve Gene didn't last long before Richie's cock spewed forth stream after stream of youthful juice, thoroughly coating Gene's ass crack and the mattress with the pent up contents of Richie's nuts. With one final stroke of his deflating cock in the gooey mess, Richie fell forward on Gene's back and breathlessly whispered, "Man, that was good. You really feel good, Gene." Surprisingly, the praise of the older man made Gene feel good, as though he had really accomplished something. He was barely able to respond because of the weight of the older man on his back, but did manage to whisper back, "I, I'm glad it was good for you, Richie." "Really? You were glad, Gene?" Richie rose up on his knees and looked down on the man he had just fucked, pleased to see the remnants of his ejaculation coating the crack of his smooth ass. "Uh-huh. I really am glad. I didn't know fucking like that was fun." Feeling the dampness in his ass crack and on his whole crotch, Gene admitted, "A little messy, though. What caused that?" Richie laughed as he tucked his spent cock back in his pants and lay down beside Gene. "That was my cum, Gene. Didn't you know that?" Gene's face reddened as he turned over, "No, no I didn't know that. Mine doesn't make that much of a mess." He reached over and recovered his underwear and began to use it to wipe up the leavings of Richie's cock. "Well, mine usually doesn't do that much either," Richie admitted. "Just that it was so hot for us to fuck like that. You felt so damn good." He studied Gene for a silent moment as he watched the other man wipe his stickiness from his crotch and then asked almost pleadingly, "You, uh, wanna do it again some time? Would you?" Surprisingly, Gene didn't have to give the request much thought, pleased with himself that he had made his older friend happy. "Okay, sure. We can do it again." Gene's answer delighted Richie as he slapped the youth on his back. "Great! I'd like to do it every chance we get. Wouldn't you?" "Sure, Richie. But I'll have to be the girl every time, won't I? I mean-my, my thing isn't big enough to be the guy. Don't you think?" Richie could hardly resist rubbing his hands together in satisfaction. Unbelievable! Here's this cute kid who is willing to be his 'girl' and let him fuck him any time he wants. Richie forced himself to not reveal his delight, but agreed, "Yeh, you're right, Gene. You have to have a long enough prick to be the guy. You can be the girl every time." There were many more times that the two men visited the basement room beginning just two days after their first 'pretend' fuck. That time Gene didn't waste any time in getting undressed and on his belly as he waited for Richie to mount him. After around six times of being slick-legged by Richie, Gene was introduced to real anal sex, complete with the first accompanying pain as well as the sensation of having something excite the nerve endings in his bowels and resulting in his complete addiction to receiving anal sex. After that it was Gene who initiated their visit to the basement room-sometimes wanting Richie's cock in his ass almost every day. One such time Gene visited Richie in his cubicle on a weekend afternoon when the dorm was empty. When he entered the small cubicle, Gene could see that Richie was looking at a magazine that had photos of men embracing on the cover. Richie had his cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it as he browsed through the pages. Seeing his friend, his 'girl' enter the area, Richie grinned, "Heya, Gene. Wanna see what I'm looking at?" Without waiting for a reply, Richie turned the magazine around to reveal a full page photo of a man on his knees sucking a huge cock of a man standing in front of him. "Wow," was all Gene could muster, shocked by the photo. Sure, he was aware that some men performed oral sex on other men, but he hadn't ever seen a photo of two men doing something like that. After he gathered his senses, Gene asked, "Where did you get that? Isn't those guys queers?" Richie had to chuckle at his young friend's naiveté, "Well, you could call them that, but that's not nice. It's just two guys having sex, is all. Same as us, but with the mouth is all." Gene digested Richie's explanation and realized the older man was completely right, then capitulated, "It's just, just that I've never seen anyone doing that. Not sure if I could do anything like that." "How do you know? Might turn out that you like it more than what we do. A lot of guys do it, you know." Gene rocked on one foot and then the other, fully aware that he was in unfamiliar territory but he had to acquiesce to the older youth's viewpoint. "I-I guess. I guess a guy could get used to anything, or like anything." A thought struck him and he admitted, "I didn't think I'd like you putting it in my rear at first, either." Richie's face brightened, "Wanna try it?" He stroked his hardening cock with emphasis and added, "It's right here. You can try it. If you don't like it, then you'll know. Won't know otherwise." Richie patted the bed beside him, motioning for Gene to sit. Gene took the proffered seat and watched Richie slowly stroke his meat while he built up the courage to try performing oral sex on his friend. Richie decided to take matters in his own hands, now fully aware that his younger friend was very submissive to others. He reached up and put one hand behind Gene's head and pulled his face down towards his pulsating cock. He wasn't surprised that Gene didn't offer any resistance, but allowed him to push the man's head down until his lips met his wet, spongy cock head. One final push, and Gene's mouth opened, accepting his very first cock in his mouth. Gene immediately tasted the slightly salty, musky precum flowing from the head and found that it wasn't distasteful. When Richie used his hips to drive the cock further into Gene's mouth, Gene quickly realized what was expected of him and began to willingly move his mouth up and down the rapidly-slickening shaft, instinctively learning to use his tongue to explore and then excite the veined skin. When he heard Richie moan with pleasure, Gene felt a rush of desire for the task, now wanting to do all he could to please this friend. The more he tasted the ever-flowing precum, the more he wanted to experience the taste of Richie's cum. He had felt it on him and in his bowels often and had begun to delight in the sticky heated feeling of the older man's cum and now he felt an overwhelming compulsion to taste every drop he could suck out of the pulsing rod. He was only vaguely aware of the noise his slurping mouth was making as he pistoned his head up and down but he wasn't concerned, only eager to accomplish his task. Richie was able to last over ten minutes of Gene sucking his cock but only through exercising extreme will, his entire body awakened by this newest thrill and responding with shortened breath and rising temperature until he finally couldn't hold back any more and with an uncontrolled moan shoved his hips upward while gripping Gene's head and erupted spurting stream after stream into the man's hot mouth. When Gene attempted to pull his head back to avoid choking on the voluminous streams, Richie held his head down on his cock, forcing the hapless man to swallow before he gagged and choked on the extreme load of cum. When Gene felt the grip on his head relax, he rose up and let the spent cock slip from his lips and glanced at Richie with a questioning look. "Did-did I do what you wanted? Did you like it?" "Oh, yeh, you sure did, Gene. Man, that was great. Even better than when I put it in your rear." "Really? You liked it?" Gene looked at his older friend questioningly. "I-I wasn't sure. I mean, when you held my head I thought you didn't like what I was doing." "Hah! Just the opposite, sweet lips. I held your head 'cause I wanted you to drink every drop." Richie looked at Gene silently a moment, then asked, "You like it? Did you like the way it tasted?" How It Began Gene worked his tongue back and forth inside his mouth briefly before answering, attempting to re-capture the taste of the sperm he had swallowed. Then, noticing that a large droplet of cum was beginning to ooze from the deflated cock now resting on Richie's belly, Gene quickly bent forward and lapped up the escaping drop, intently tasting the flavor before finally answering Richie. "Uh-huh. I did. I liked it. Tastes kinda funny, sort of like tapioca pudding, but I liked it." Richie laughed as he pulled the man's head back to his crotch. "In that case, suck it some more. From now on you're going to be my little cocksucker." He watched with amusement as his little friend slurped on his now-flaccid meat then added, "Except when I want to fuck your tight hole, that is. Then I might just do both. You like that, Gene?" "Mmm-hmmm," Gene muttered as he worked on the dick, trying vainly to once again awaken it, wanting desperately to please his older friend. "I gotta piss," Richie announced as he pushed Gene's head off his cock. "Unless you want to drink that, too," he chuckled. Gene vehemently shook his head, "Naw, I'll pass on that, Richie. That would be dirty." **************************** For the next year Gene served Richie obediently, always willing to either suck his cock or let him use his ass--sometimes both, one after the other, becoming more and more addicted to being the older man's sex toy, joyfully accepting his role without question. About two months after Richie had introduced Gene to cock sucking, he went looking for Gene and found him in the Home library. Sitting down beside the younger man, Richie asked, not too quietly, "You wanna read or would you rather suck my dick?" Unfazed, Gene happily replied, "You know I'd rather suck you any time you want, Richie. Where do you want me to do it?" Richie grinned at his sex slave's response, "I'd say right here, but ol' Mrs. Taylor would have a heart attack." Richie chuckled at the thought of the staid librarian catching them in the act, then added, "but I think we'll have more fun in our usual place. I'm going on down there and you come down in about a half-hour." Puzzled, Gene asked, "Why don't we go together?" "Cause I gotta do something else first. You just be there. Okay?" Gene shrugged acceptance, "Yeh, I guess so. I'll be there." Richie nodded his satisfaction and without another word, got out of his seat and left the library with a little bounce in his step as he thought of the fun he was going to have with his little sex toy. He was getting a little tired of the same old thing, alternating between either a blow job or fucking his slave's tight ass, and decided he wanted to exercise his control over his slave. Just the thought of making another being do whatever he wanted was arousing and Richie quickened his steps as he hurried back to his dormitory to find his closest friend. Richie was almost out of breath as he entered the cubicle of his buddy but he managed to exclaim, "You ready to have that fun I told you about, Chuck?" Chuck threw the comic book he was reading on the floor and grinned, "You bet, Richie! Is he going to do it?" "He'll do anything I tell him to do, buddy. I think he loves me." Chuck's excitement grew as he got off his bed, "Anything? You gotta be kidding!" "Yeh, ANYTHING," Richie grinned lasciviously, "So c'mon. He's going to join us there." The two older men hurried from the dorm and made their way around the large building and in no time were in Richie's 'private' room. Richie settled himself down on one of the mattresses and immediately unzipped his pants and began to stroke his reddening cock. "Might as well get it ready for our little slut," he announced, "He oughta be here in a couple of minutes." Seeing his friend unabashedly playing with himself, Chuck decided to do the same and worked his flaccid meat out of his pants. "What are you going to do to him, Richie?" "I'm going to fuck him. Maybe have him suck it, too. What you want him to do to you?" "Uhh, I think I'd like him to suck my dick and drink my jism," Chuck answered. "I don't know about fucking a guy. I mean, he doesn't have a pussy." Richie snickered, "Maybe not, but it sure feels like one." "How you know? When have you had a pussy, Richie?" "Suzie, that's who. I fucked her pussy in the bushes behind the ball field." "She-e-e-t! You're kidding! You fucked her?" "Yep. Sure did. She didn't know what to do, but I got it in her. Then the little bitch started crying, so I had to take it out." "Damn, I wish she was still here. I would have liked to dick her. She was kinda cute." "Yeh, I had planned to get her in the bushes again, but then she left. Got adopted or something, I think," Richie pondered as he stroked his cock a little faster. Then he heard Gene's feet hit the floor beneath the window they used to enter the room and he held his forefinger to his lips, "Shhh, he's coming." Gene almost backed out of the tunnel-like opening between the mattresses when he saw that Richie wasn't alone, but Richie demanded, "Come on in, Gene. It's okay." Gene's eyes darted at Chuck for a brief moment and then looked pleadingly at Richie before he pleaded, "But, but, Richie...you said no one else would know. You promised!" Richie shrugged, unconcerned about the Gene's discomfort, "Ah, shit, Gene, it don't matter. Chuck won't say anything." He looked over at Chuck pointedly and sought agreement, "Ain't that right, Chuck?" Without missing a stroke of his lengthening cock, Chuck smiled assuredly, "Naw, I won't say anything, Gene. It will be just between the three of us." Taking command of the situation, Richie snarled, "It don't matter anyhow, queer. You gonna do what I tell you, so take your clothes off. My dick needs taking care of." "Yeh, mine, too," chimed in Chuck as he shook his hardened rod in Gene's direction. Gene slumped in resignation and began to pull his tee shirt over his head. As he worked his shoes off his feet, he let his eyes traverse back and forth between the two older near-men and couldn't control his salivating at the sight of the two erect cocks. It was then when his resignation changed to anticipation---anticipation of having two men to please, two cocks to drain, to taste, to feel. As soon as he had removed the last of his clothing, Gene made his way on all fours between the two older men and knelt there, awaiting Richie's instructions. Gene didn't have but seconds to wait as Richie commanded "Kiss my dick, Gene. Then kiss Chuck's." Obediently, Gene leaned over and planted an open-mouth kiss on the purplish head Richie offered him, immediately infused with desire the second he felt the slick precum touch his lips. His rising desire made him want to slide his lips on down the pulsating shaft, but Richie pushed his head back and ordered, "Kiss Chuck's, bitch. Then you can show him how good of a cocksucker you are." Although he was disappointed that he wasn't allowed to suck Richie's cock, Gene submissively turned his upper body and lowered his head towards Chuck's crotch. He hadn't had a chance to study the older youth's cock but now that he approached it with his pursed lips, Gene could see that it was much thicker than Richie's. Possibly even longer, but he wasn't sure. He planted a kiss on the wet head and, just like with Richie's, he felt the sliminess of the fluid coat his full lips. Impulsively, Gene's tongue snaked between his lips and sponged up some of the clear fluid. He was surprised that it tasted no different than the cock he had been sucking for months...both the feel of the hard, but spongy meat, the taste of the smooth skin, and the taste were no different. That knowledge lessened Gene's previous hesitancy and he began to lavish an almost-loving attention to the member in his mouth. Automatically, Gene's mouth began to move up and down the veined shaft while his tongue massaged every centimeter. When he felt the glazed head strike the back of his throat and elicit a slight gag, Gene could see that Chuck's cock was indeed longer as he could see there were a couple of inches between his lips and the wiry hair at the base of the distended meat. Afraid of gagging, Gene began to slowly work his head back up the length of prick and was immensely pleased when he heard Chuck groan with pleasure and then praise his efforts, "Man, what a mouth! Oh, yeh, you cocksucker, suck my dick." Gene didn't need any further encouragement as he used his mouth, lips, and tongue to excite every nerve ending in the appendage, his head beginning to move up and down more rapidly, gradually gaining the ability to take more and more of the length in his mouth until he felt his lips mash against the curly hairs. It was then that he felt a hand on his ass cheeks and then fingers exploring the smooth crack that led to his man-pussy. The touch of Richie's fingers teasing his star hole excited Gene even more and resulted in Chuck's cock receiving the benefit as the cock sucking became more frenzied, more passionate and loving. When Gene felt the cock opening his back hole with the accompanying exciting of anal nerves, he couldn't help but moan in pleasure and the realization hit him that this new sex act was the ultimate in erotic pleasure for him. Just knowing that he had a cock in his ass and one in his mouth alone was enough to cause his nuts to erupt in release, his hips were acting in unison with Richie's pounding while his mouth was echoing those same movements and Chuck's cock responded in kind, spewing forth volcanic eruptions that flooded Gene's mouth, more than he had ever experienced with Richie's dick. Gene tried his best to swallow every drop, fighting to not lose even a drop of the thick fluid he had come to love but ultimately losing some out of the corners of his mouth that was stretched wide by the thick cock. Chuck had gripped his head and held it in place to control the overly sensitive reactions in his tortured rod as he emptied his reservoir in the all-too-willing receptacle. Richie was in another world as he pounded his stomach against the lily-white ass cheeks before him, his cock sliding back and forth through the tight channel like a jackhammer. Mere minutes of such tight massaging was all his excited cock could stand before Richie felt his eruption beginning deep inside his body and jetting out of his shaft with more force than he had ever felt, thoroughly coating the insides of Gene's rectal passage. Gene could feel the heat of the liquid lava course deep inside his body and he groaned with deep sexual satisfaction, feeling blessed to receive such an anointment. While Richie was emptying his considerable load of youthful cum in Gene's chute, Gene had begun to attempt to revive Chuck's spent cock, lovingly licking the shriveling head and nursing like a baby at a mother's breast until Chuck had to forcibly push his head back, resulting in a resounding slurping noise as the tight suction was broken. "Enough, that's enough," Chuck explained as he rolled over on his side to shield his tortured member from Gene's hungry mouth. Richie let his cock deflate before backing out of Gene's stretched rectum and collapsing on his back on the unused mattress. "Whew!" he breathed. "That was hot! Better than ever!" Looking over at his friend Chuck, still huddled on his side with his back towards the other two, Richie asked, "What about you, Chuck? You like it?" "Oh, yeh," Chuck replied as he rolled over to face his friend. "That was outasight!" He patted Gene on his bare leg and complimented, "Thought you were going to suck it clean off me, though." "Sorry. It's just, just that I liked sucking yours'", Gene sheepishly admitted. Looking at Chuck's cock now lying limply on his stomach, he asked lasciviously, "Can I suck it some more?" "Not now, man. Gotta rest. We'll do it again, though. You can count on that." Gene nodded his understanding and reached for his clothes, his mind already thinking forward to the next time he could have the two young men, the thought giving him a warm sexual glow. Epilogue: Gene was happily used as Richie's personal cum dump until he left the Home almost a year later. By then he had joyfully been used by half of the older males in his dorm and had become a very proficient cocksucker and had been fucked in every imaginable position possible, even enjoying an occasional gang-bang. The experiences and memories of the sex he had during his stay in the Home shaped his entire life from that time on....his later sexcapades will be related in other stories. How it Began My mother left my father when I was 15. She went off to "find herself" in California. Strangely, my father was upset but also understanding. I think that made it easier for me. I still loved her and she was in touch with us and said she loved us both. I believed her, but also knew that she had moved on as we must. She always was a free spirit and one that was hard to hold onto. My parent's best friends were Joe and Susan. Sadly, later that same year a tragic car accident too Joe's life leaving Susan widowed and alone. Needless to say at some point, Susan and my Dad started "seeing" each other. It started out with Susan coming over to cook dinner for us on Sunday evening and over a period of time a true fondness developed between my Dad and Susan. Jump ahead two and a half years to June. My Dad and Susan got married. Houses were consolidated into our four bedroom home. And for the first time we were living as a family, Dad, Susan and her daughter El and I shared the house. El and I were both just finished our freshman year in college. She was at State, about 45 minutes away, and I was at a community college. I was living at home, working and saving money before I headed up to State myself as a Junior. El was pretty, smart with an easy and quick laugh, great smile and wonderful eyes. I am six feet tall 175 pounds with a swimmer's build. I am not a crazy dude, but enjoy a good laugh, am confident and doing very well in school. I know what you are all thinking, Whoa, here we go, wild and crazy sex on the way. Well yes and no, kind of, but I'm sure it's not what you are thinking and it certain wasn't what I though was going to happen. Our parents delayed their honeymoon until mid July and then left on a Wednesday for 11 days. El and I were left in the house, were both working so Wednesday and Thursday evening were spent together cooking dinner and enjoying each others company. It really was nice and not in any way overtly sexual, though I was developing a sincere "like" for El. Really, bordering on a raging like. Friday morning El suggested we catch a movie and a pizza that night. Sounded like a plan and spending more time with her was just fine with me. We returned home and settled in on the back patio with a beer and conversation at about 11:15pm. We were chatting in general when El turned the conversation to our parents. She asked me if I had noticed how comfortable they were together. "Yea, they do seem happy together, like they were made for each other.", I said. "In many ways I think they are, my Mom is a very strong woman and your Dad is just a very nice guy, very accommodating, helpful and sincere. I think their female led relationship works really well for both of them. They both seem happy." El said. I heard her clearly but I wasn't sure exactly what I had heard or what it meant. So I just asked. "What do you mean a female led relationship?" I asked. "Well, my mom is very strong as I said and your dad accepts that. It was the same way with my dad when he was alive. My mom obviously loved him very much and he allowed her to guide him in decisions and things in general. My mom says your mother and dad were the same way and it's why our parents were friends, I think. I believe your mom and my mom talked about it after your mother moved to California and my dad died. It was your mom who suggested that she get together with your father. Your mom thought your father would need the guiding hand of a strong woman and suggested they hook up. It would be good for both of then she thought." El said. "Yea, now that you mention it my dad does defer to your mother on many thing, " I said. "Your father defers to my mom on all things." El said as a matter of fact. She leaned forward in her chair and stared at me, rather intently and unblinking. "Your father is submissive to my mother as he was to your mother. He needs a loving woman to guide him, he is submissive to her on all things emotional and physical". El smiled and held her stare. She seem very strong and confident at that moment. For some reason unknown to me I got a chill. My breathing thinned and I then felt flush. I looked into El's eyes and then down to her boobs, and then further down to the space between our chairs. For some reason, I was getting a hard on. El said, "Look up at me John." I did. Her smile was serene, controlled and commanding. She seemed extraordinarily strong. She sat without moving, quiet and at peace. I on the other hand was a mess. I had no idea why I felt this way, but I felt humbled and in need...of something. I was a little scared but only of my emotions. My breathing was shallow and my heart rate was racing. "John..." She said. " I think you are submissive too." I was now trembling slightly. And I was confused. "Don't think about what I'm going to tell you to do, just do it, OK?" she said. I just nodded yes. "Stand up and take off all of your cloths." was all she said. I stood on trembling legs. It was very hard to stay upright. I kicked off my boat shoes and almost fell over. No re-action from El. With trembling hands I started to unbutton my shirt but I was shaking so much I just go the top three or four buttons and pulled the shirt over my head. I looked at her. She was still very serene. I un-belted my cargo shorts and let them slid to the ground and then kicked them aside. I was now only in a pair of boxers and they were doing nothing to conceal my erection. She looked, smiled and nodded toward me, as if to say, continue. I slipped my thumbs in my boxers and pushed them down and kicked them away. I was naked before her for the first time. She told me to undress, I undressed. It would be wrong to describe my penis as erect. It was so way beyond that. I could barely breathe as I looked down at myself. I was standing but my cock was literally lying against my belly. My cock head was actually bouncing off my stomach with each heart beat. I had never seen or felt anything like this. I had never been this hard. El stood and walked toward me and stopped about three inches from my cock looking down at it. She then slowly looked up at me, into my eyes. We hadn't touched yet. She reached out and took both of my hands, lightly, looked down and back up at me and said. " I'm going to suck your cock and you're going to come in my mouth." and she leaned in and lightly kissed my lips. I moaned. "But I want you to do something for me...say you will". she said. "Anything." I whispered. It didn't matter any more, anything. "I'm not going to swallow your cum. I'm going to kiss you and you are going to swallow your cum for me, OK?" "Yes, of course." I said. Of course I said of course, there was no other answer. She took my hand and walked me into the house and laid me on the carpet in the family room. She knelt beside me, on my left side I remember. She looked at me and said with a smile, "Now that's a hard on!" She put her hand underneath my penis, prying it from my stomach, laid her head on my chest and slid her mouth onto me. And I came. I came so hard I convulsed. My stomach muscles contracted, my legs pulled up and I lifted off the carpet. My first shot wasn't, it was a stream followed by more intense convulsions. She told me later I screamed, three times and then almost sobbed as I calmed. My head was on the carpet and my mouth was open gasping for air. She placed her mouth on mine and pushing my sperm into it, her left hand gently pushing my chin up and closing my mouth. "Swallow", was all she said. I did and then she kissed me and our tongues played together in a slow and sensual kiss. As our kiss broke she looked down at what should have been a spent cock. It was not painfully hard any longer, but still hard enough. She smiled and pulled me to my feet and led me toward her bedroom. She laid me in the middle of the bed and I watched as she undressed. We hadn't said very much to this point. She was absolutely amazing. Her body almost glowed with sexual attraction. She climbed on the bed, straddled my hips and impaled herself on my still hard cock. She put a hand in the middle of my chest and started rocking. Her breathing increased and she leaned down and kissed me passionately and then she orgasmed, grinding hard onto me. As she laid on my chest catching her breath she said, "I just love the taste of cum in your mouth. That really put me over the edge." She kissed me again. "You're still hard in me, so hang on." and with that she began to really ride me with abandon. She was slamming into me so hard she was pounding my balls and that just made me harder. She came again after about four minutes and I was on the edge. She leaned in and kissed me saying, "Cum in me, I want to see how good you are with your tongue, I know what your cock can do." She started humping me again, kissing me and talking to me as she fucked me. "Come on John, fill me with your cum and then I'm going to face fuck you. You're going to be covered in cum and you're going to swallow more cum...much more cum." And with that I came in her again. I came very hard. Really hard. Good to her word she climbed onto my face. Her soaked, cum filled pussy dripping into my mouth as I sucked hungrily on her and then licked her and flicked my tongue to her most tender and sensitive places. She grabbed my head and pulled it into her and came sharply and rolled away to her right side, panting. After a few moments she said, "I'm too sensitive now. Hold me...hold me." She slid into my arms and threw her leg over my thigh, grinding her soaked pussy into my leg and buried her face in my neck. I held on tight and smelled her hair. I took a deep breath and started to relax. Sleep wasn't far off. I was exceptionally calm, almost Zen-like. I started to fall asleep thinking, it was only Friday. How It Began - A Cuckold Story My first experience of sharing my wife was without me knowing it. After 16 years of OK sex with neither of us sharing our deepest fantasies, something was bound to happen. What I know now is both of us are perverts. For the 1st 16 years of our marriage, we would both be searching porn behind each other's backs. I would be hiding porn magazines, fantasizing about all kinds of stuff while jerking off any chance I could. In the shower, car, work bathroom. If I thought I could get away with it, I would. And a lot of my fantasies included my beautiful wife. I would imagine her being unfaithful, me knowing about it without her knowing I know. Her fucking her boss and her coming home just after and me insisting we have sex so I could smell and feel how wet she was. My fantasies became more complex from just watching her being unfaithful all the way to me being right there as her lover shot his cum all over her wet pussy and then me burying my face in her cum covered pussy. It felt completely wrong. I had never heard of such a fetish. Each time I would cum from this type of fantasy I would try to purge it from my mind only to have it come back stronger the next time I was stroking. Many times as I fucked my wife missionary, I would fantasize about her being a slut and taking on 2 or 3 lovers at a time and coming back to me then cum hard deep in her pussy. Like I said, without my knowing, Suzie was feeing just as horny. On the outside, our friends and family thought we had the best marriage. We have great kids, good jobs, and OK sex. Very early in our marriage while I was jerking and fantasizing and looking at porn mags behind her back, Suzie was going through an itch of her own. At work she had a boss that was outwardly perverted as well. The internet was just starting to get into companies and sex forums (stories) were all the rage with savvy internet pervs. We did not have a computer at our home yet so this was a fantastic vehicle for her to explore during her down times. In the few years that she worked for Randy, Suzie said they never fucked, but did banter back and forth and ever went into a porn shop down the road for shits and giggles. But much later, Randy cums back into the picture. That's another story. At our kids school there was a single dad that was always hitting on my pretty wife. Our kids were in the same after school program and he always seemed to pick his kids up at the same time as Suzie. She always flirted back and one day he asked her if she would like to have lunch as his house and she agreed to meet him the next day. After 5 years of marriage Suzie was seriously contemplating sex with another man. She told me she left work and drove to his house. He answered the door and they walked to the kitchen where he had lunch set out on the counter. They did not eat the lunch.... Suzie said they attacked each other and started stripping as they made their way to his bedroom. Because she did not tell me the story until fairly recently, the details were sketchy. She did remember being fucked from behind and then him on top with him cumming deep in her pussy, but that's about it. I always get frustrated with the lack of detail.... She said the affair was short, only getting together with him three times. Once more at his house and once in his car while supposedly out for the night with her girlfriends. She also told me that each time she fucked him, she felt guilty and would have sex with me that same night. Man, if I only knew..... The next 8 years was pretty uneventful....she popped out another three kids and we ended up moving out of the area we had grown up in to a town where we knew nobody. This is where the fun begins..... Part 2 After moving to the new town, Suzie eventually got a part time job at a real estate office working the phones and helping the agents with processing deals. There was this one agent Suzie would always complained about and make fun of. His name was Tom and Suzie always made fun of him for wearing a bow tie. I thought she was being a bit childish and soon the mention of Tom's name ceased overnight. Every once in a while I would ask how Tom was, or if he was still wearing his stupid bow ties and Suzie would respond with, "I hardly even see him around the office". And that was it. But what was really happening at the office was another story. Suzie and Tom were developing a sexually charge friendly relationship. Suzie always worked the early Saturday and Sunday morning shifts at the office. She was the receptionist and these times of the day were usually very slow. Suzie told me later that the sexual tension/attraction grow rapidly. One early Sunday morning Suzie was in and only two other people were in the building. Carol, an agent that was getting ready for clients coming later and Tom. Tom knew Suzie's schedule and had even told her that he would be in that morning to catch up on work. Knowing this, Suzie dressed up pretty sexy this early Sunday morning. Wearing a black tight skirt, a somewhat shear off-white blouse with a black bra and knee high black boots with 2" heals. After saying her "good mornings" to Carol and Tom, Suzie let them know she was going to get the coffee going and made her way back to the break room. She was just finishing putting the water in the coffee maker when she heard footsteps coming her way. She turned her head briefly and saw it was Tom and started chatting about something when he came up behind her and slipped his hands under her arms, around her waist, and up to her tits. She stood there frozen, his body pressed up against her back and him squeezing her breasts. She was in a state of complete excitement. He asked, "Is this what you want"? Suzie moaned ever so slightly and said yes. She turned around and they started making out right there in the break room. They heard Carol making her way down the hall for coffee and the broke their kiss. Tom whispered, "Come to my office". He then turned and walked away. Suzie said her head was spinning and she could feel the moisture soaking her panties. She was so excited. Carol passed Tom and came into the break room like nothing happened, got her coffee and made her way back to finish prepping for her clients. Suzie just stood there for a second sipping her coffee and focused on what just happened, and what was going to possibly happen if just a few short minutes if she stepped in his office. Weeks before, Suzie all of the sudden started getting a real passion for blow jobs. It went for her almost never giving me head, to a two to three times a week. I was like WOW! What I realize now is she was practicing for this moment with Tom. She would practice different things and say, "you like this baby"? , while sucking on my balls. Or, "you like this"? , while finger fucking my ass. She was seeing what I liked and how she could make me cum the fastest. She walks towards his partially opened office door and pushes it open, walks in, and closes the door behind her. Tom is in front of his desk leaning back against it sipping his coffee. She walks right up to him and they begin an embrace in a hot French kissing session. Tom's hands are roaming all over the outside of Suzie's clothes. Suzie is pressed hard against Tom's body. Tom manages to unbutton her blouse and slides his right hand inside and around her back and unclasps Suzie's bra whilst squeezing her ass with his other hand. Suzie's beautiful milky tits are free and Tom wastes no time feeling her fleshy mounds. Suzie is not wasting any time either, she is working his belt loose and by the time Tom has her bra loose, she has his buckle undone and is unbuttoning his pants. Suzie slips off her blouse and bra and now is in an office half naked with a guy who is not her husband! She drops quickly to her knees and pulls done his pants as he stands there looking down on my hot sexed up wife. His pants hit the floor and now Suzie is looking straight at Tom's hard cock trapped in his whitey tidies. She looks up at him with a naughty smile and squeezes him through his underwear. She can see the precum oozing through the fabric. Putting her hands on both sides of his hips, she slides her fingers under the elastic band and starts to pull his underwear down slowly. She said her face was no more than two inches from his crouch when the all of the sudden, in a quick and anxious movement, she shoves them below his knees causing his cock to spring out and slap her on the side of her face. She said they both chuckled. Suzie grabbed the base of his cock and started massaging his cock with the inside of her mouth. Wanting to see how fast she could make him cum, she licked her finger and slid them between his partially spread legs and finger fucked him while sucking and stroking his rock hard cock. There was my wife, I came to find out, tits swinging in the air, giving head to a guy in her office on a Sunday morning. Tom wasn't long to last -- as he tightened up, Suzie moved her lips to the edge of his mushroom head creating a tight seal as she stroked him to ecstasy. She said by the fourth stream of cum she had to open her mouth slightly to release the pressure building in her mouth. Cum poured out down her chin and onto her tits. She said she still had much of his cum in her mouth and she looked up at him, closed her mouth, and swallowed the remaining cum. She said she thought he was in shock when she rubbed the cum from her chin onto her tits as if it were skin lotion. This started a 9 month long affair until I found out.... To be continued...