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Hidden Desires

By: Funk You



He pulls off his shirt and steps towards me. I inhale sharply, heating up as I stare into his bright mischievous eyes, waiting for him to make the next move. He leans over me, our faces close together, a slight smile playing on his lips, but then he draws back and I realise he was just putting his shirt on the bench behind me. I inwardly abuse myself for even thinking that it might happen. I mean, I...he'd never... His eyes leave mine and he turns away from me, back towards the cupboard underneath the sink, spanner in hand as he kneels down on the ground. Oh God...he's so... I watch him as he works, his fingers playing the tools as though he were making music with them. My eyes travel from his hands up his strong tanned arms, across his lithe slender back, taking in the way his muscles ripple at every small movement he makes. I walk around and pull myself up to sit on the kitchen bench beside where he is. What am I doing? He ducks out momentarily to look up at me with a quizzical expression on his face, so innocent, yet so sure of himself at the same time. His eyes catch mine and hold them there. I freeze. I can't move. I feel the sudden urge to just pull him up between my legs and kiss him, to feel his body against mine.

"Could you please pass me that?" he asks, pointing behind me. My hopes drop once again, and I hand him the strange looking metal contraption on the bench. He holds one end of the object and looks up at me. "Ah...could I...have it?" he asks, giving it a slight tug and grinning that killer smile up at me. Shit! I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out and I violently let go, almost throwing the thing at him in my panic to get it away from me. He laughs, shaking his head, before going back to work. He must really think I'm a dickhead now. He won't ever think about me the way I think about him. He'll never feel the uncontrollable desire, the aching need, the torture of being able to look but not touch. He doesn't know what he's doing to me, and it's slowly painfully killing me. 

He lays down and rolls over onto his back. There are a few smudges of grease smeared on his chest, and a light film of sweat covers his body. Unconsciously I lean sideways, closer, my breathing deepening. Suddenly I'm feeling very light-headed. I imagine running my hand down his chest, feeling the smoothness of his skin beneath my fingers, imagine him shivering under my touch before pulling me to him and bringing his lips... Fuck! I jolt into reality as I feel his hand on mine. I look at him, his eyes intense and serious as he looks up into mine. His fingers move slightly on my hand and I look down, almost having a heart attack as I realise my hand is resting lightly on his chest. MY hand is on HIS chest! I wrench my eyes from his and try to pull my hand away, ready to run from the room, but he stops me, pressing my hand firmer against his skin. I can feel a rhythmic throbbing and for a moment I think it's me, but then I realise it's not just my heart thumping madly, it's his. What's going on?! I look at him again and suddenly he's standing up and I'm sitting upright once more, his hand firmly gripping mine. This can't be real. I'm dreaming - I know I am. I shake my head, trying to pull myself out of the fantasy, but nothing happens - he's still standing before me. He looks scared, apprehensive, and absolutely luscious. 

He's looking at me, gradually inching closer, so slowly that I don't notice until I feel his stomach touch my knees. I'm breathing heavily, too loudly for my liking, but I instantly stop as I feel his hand on my face. I close my eyes, praying incoherently that it's real and not just another of my intensely realistic fantasies. I throw caution to the wind and open my eyes, finding his face only a few centimetres from mine. I notice that my legs are now apart, my feet hooked around the back of his legs, insistently bringing him in closer to my body. He feels incredible. I can't believe it's finally happening! I've wanted him for so long and now he notices! Tentatively at first, I bring my hand up and gently begin to stroke down his chest, just as I'd imagined doing a thousand times before. I feel his sharp intake of breath as my hand moves down and smile to myself, before stroking back up his body again and bringing both hands up to caress his already hardening nipples. I notice the deep rise and fall of his chest as his hands trail up my thighs, pulling my legs further apart and my body closer to his. 

My hands travel around his waist to his back and he strokes my jawbone lightly, his hand moving to the back of my neck, caressing the soft hair so gently that it sends shivers all through my body. He looks into my eyes again - I can easily read the desire there and I can't believe it's real. I thought that he would never feel what I do for him, but now it's obvious that he does. I look at his sensuous perfectly formed lips, and unconsciously lick my own, my mind whirling at the thought that I was about to feel them on my own. I brush my thumb across them and his breathing shallows, and finally the pressure of his hand on the back of my neck increases and he begins to move me closer. I breath deeply, inhaling his aroma, and my eyes close, lips parted slightly as he brings his lips so close that I can almost feel them on mine. I'm just about to finally pull him in that final centimetre when he pulls away totally, laughing hysterically.

"You've gotta be kidding Pauly! I can't believe you let it go that far! I was ready to throw up just then!" He turns slightly, clutching at his stomach and chuckling loudly. "Did you get all that Tim?" he calls out, and Tim enters the room, grinning from ear to ear, video camera in hand.

"Sure did!" he exclaims, turning to me as Richard begins to put his shirt back on "That was classic mate...just classic!" My mouth is hanging open and I'm speechless. I feel like I've been betrayed. I feel hurt, miserable, angry, but mostly I feel empty. How could they do this to me? It's so cruel - so insensitive. Sure, they don't know how I really feel about Richard, but still... They think it's just a silly little game. If only they knew.

"You're gonna get sooooo much shit for this mate! You wait and see!" Richard grins, slapping Tim on the back as they walk from the room. I hear the doors open and slam shut, and the car back out the driveway before they drive off down the road. Tears are already pouring down my cheeks as I sob in despair. 'Richie I love you, why are you such a bastard to me?' I would do anything for him, anything, but I can't take this anymore. I hate what he's doing to me. It hurts...hurt...hurt...hurt...all the time.

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The shiny chrome metal glints in the moonlight as I run it along my fingertips. I watch, mesmerised as the spidery patterns of red flow from the thin slits across my arms and hands. I smile. This is real beauty. Richard was just a deception of it. This...this is what I want, not him. I love this. I look down at my naked body and draw a smiley face with my index finger across the numerous cuts etched all over my skin. It looks like me. I snake the blade up and down my chest, leaving snail trails in intricate patterns over my mouth and eyes. I need a nose. A nice long thin nose like I've always wanted. I hold my treasure out in front of me before plunging it deep, then pulling out. I smile in satisfaction as the dark fluid oozes from my face. It looks like I have a blood nose. I giggle as I realise I have a beard. But what's this below it? Don't need that there. I dispose of the offensive object, throwing it on top of the pile of clothes in the middle of the kitchen floor. The red liquid is running out onto the bench, dripping down the cupboards into a rapidly growing pool on the floor. I wonder who will be the first person to see my masterpiece? My eyes roll back in my head and I sink into nothingness.

Hidden Desires



I waited at home for my wife Ellen to return. She had been out on a date with Brian. They had been out once before, but tonight she had asked me if I would mind if she brought him home. After some thought, I told her that I didn't mind, as that was what having an open relationship was all about. I told her that I had plans with Roy and Dave and would probably not be home until late anyway. We talked about her plans, and she assured me that if things were to heat up between them, that she would not be taking her friend to our bedroom.

However, I did not go out with my friends, but parked my car around the block and returned to the house hoping to catch a glimpse of my wife and her new friend. They had met in one of her graduate classes. He had asked her out for a study date, and was pleased when she accepted. He was also surprised to learn that she was married and at thirty-six, 14 years older than him. My wife had told me that they studied and talked for most of the evening. Then when the library closed, he walked her to her car. They chatted for a while longer, my wife leaning against her driver's side door and Brian facing her a couple feet away. Ellen had told me later that Brian appeared a little nervous and seemed to be waiting around for something. So my wife asked Brian if he would like a goodnight kiss. Brian was so stunned that he nearly dropped his backpack, she said. But he said yes, and asked about her husband. She said that she told him, what he did not know would not kill him. Then leaned forward, reached up and put her arms around the neck of her new friend. She tilted her head and slowly pressed her lips against his. She said she could feel a slight quiver in his lips, but it quickly subsided as his arms slid around her waist. After a few moments, she said that he seemed much more comfortable as she parted her lips and lightly pressed her tongue forward meeting his halfway. They kissed for a couple of minutes, before they broke; she thanked him for the study date and the good time.

I waited, watched some TV, read a book, and then as 10:30 p.m. approached, I turned out the lights and went up to the bedroom to wait. After about a half hour headlights hit the front window and I sprang from the bed to see who it was. Ellen had parked in the drive, while Brian had parked on the street. He got out of his car, and walked up the drive meeting her as she got out of her car and closed the door. She took his arm and they walked together up the drive and turned onto the walkway. I then got a good look at my beautiful wife and her young friend. She was wearing her little black dress that hugs her body and shows off her figure so well. Her sandy brown hair seemed to glow in the porch light. Brian was wearing khaki's, dock shoes, and a tan t-shirt which clung to his muscular form very well also. As they approached the door, I heard Brian ask, "But, what about your husband?"

Ellen turned, pressed a finger to his lips then said, "Like I told you, what he does not know, will not kill him." Then she removed her finger, placed both hands behind his head, leaned forward and kissed her friend's lips. He responded without hesitation, letting his hands move around her waist and resting on her back. I felt an immediate jump in my shorts, as my cock sprang to attention almost on command. I watched from my perch as they kissed, with growing passion, his hands running up and down her back, occasionally caressing over and feeling her shapely ass. After a couple minutes, I backed away from the window, and moved toward the closet, just incase she had forgotten about our agreement. I slid the door open and stepped lightly inside, leaving a small crack from where I could see both the bed and the door.

I could hear the key as it entered the lock, the front door open, and her heels on the tile floor in our front room. I could hear their voices, some occasional laughter; however, I could not make out what they were saying. So, I waited, quietly in the closet, for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality maybe only about 10 minutes. Then silence, nothing, no talking, no laughter, only the sound of my breathing and my heart pounding rapidly against the inside of my ribs. What were they doing, I could imagine the scene. Then, I heard a low moan followed by a pair of footsteps coming up the stairs. My heart leapt, now pounding like mad. I was almost sure that they would be able to hear it too.

As they came up the stairs, I heard my wife's voice, "In there, on your left." I let out a slight breath of relief, as she was leading him to the guestroom across the hall. I waited for a moment, and then slowly slid the closet door open and stepped out. I knelt down and crawled silently across the floor to the bed, sat down on the floor, and leaned back against the wall. I reached up, pulled a pillow from the bed, and placed it in front of my bent-up knees. From this vantage point in the darkened room, I could not be seen, while having a direct line of sight into the guestroom.

As I looked across the hallway, I could see my beautiful wife in her sexy black dress, turned away from me, passionately kissing her friend Brian. His hands were massaging her back, from her bare shoulders to her shapely ass. I watched as his hands reach her ass and how he would pull her ass to his crotch, making it obvious that he was extremely aroused. They continued their embrace, their long kiss, her hips now grinding into his swollen crotch. He placed his hands on her hips, breaking their embrace, and turning her around. He kissed her neck from behind, her head rolled back, her eyes closed, his crotch gyrating against her ass, and his hands running over the front of her dress. Up over her flat stomach, before grasping both breasts with both of his strong hands. "Mmmmmmm" she purred as he rubbed her tits, kissed his way around her neck until she turned her head and met his lips with hers, their tongues sliding easily between each other's mouths.

I stare as she turned back around, to face her young lover. He placed his hands on her hips, and slowly slid them up the sides of her beautiful body. They came to rest on her shoulders and he pushed the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and down to her elbows. He placed his hands back on her hips moved them up her side until they came to the top of her dress, then gradually lowered the dress over her bare breasts, over her slat stomach, and down below her ass, and down each leg, as he knelt before her. She stepped out of her dress, clad only in her black bikinis, as he rose to his knees, pressing his face into her breasts, licking, sucking, and caressing her perfect b cups with his lips, his tongue, and his strong hands. My dick was rock hard watching this young man, touch my wife, caress her body, and taste her soft skin.

After a few moments, Brian stood up, reached down and pulled at the hem of his shirt. Within a second, he had pulled it up, over his head, and threw it to the side. My wife placed both hands on his muscular chest, running her fingers across his well-developed pecs. and sighed softly. He then reached down, unbuckled his belt, unsnapped and zipped his pants, before lowering them to the floor and kicking off his shoes.

Brian then stepped forward and took Ellen into his arms, kissing her passionately their bodies entwined as one, flesh pressed tightly against each other. I watched excitedly as he stroked her curly hair, than ran his hands down her back over her bare skin. It was almost more than I could take. I leaned back, lifted my hips and pushed my shorts down releasing my own erection.

Ellen continued to kiss her young lover, then moved down kissing his neck. She moved still lower, giving Brian butterfly kisses across his chest, rolling her tongue around his nipples. She moved still lower, kissing his muscular stomach continuing to go down until she had kissed her way to the top of his briefs. Taking a position on her knees, I could see the bulge in his shorts, pulsating against the thin material. She placed her hands over his underwear, outlining the fullness of his cock. She rubbed his cock through his underwear then pinching the material between her fingers, pulled the underwear down revealing his rock hard cock. He was about 7" and thick. I stopped breathing, watching with anticipation, my own cock ready to boil over. As I watched things went into slow motion as my wife's lips moved closer to her young friend's cock. Her mouth opened and she kissed the head of his cock. He gasped, as she looked up into his face, then she leaned forward and gave the swollen head another kiss, then another, at the rim, then another and another, working her way down his shaft and back up again. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue up and down the length of his shaft. Then looking up at her young friend's face, she opened her mouth, leaned forward and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She rolled the head around her tongue, and it did not take long before she was moving her head up and down the shaft taking more of his cock into her mouth.  I didn't even realize that I had placed my fingers around my own swollen cock and started stroking it in the same rhythm as the motion of my wife's mouth on Brian's cock. She reached around and grabbed his ass forcing more of him into you mouth and picking up the pace. I was amazed at how far she was taking him into her mouth. Brian's eyes were also focused on my wife sucking his thick cock. "Mmmmm." he moaned, "you are great."

Ellen removed his cock from her mouth, glistening with a mixture of saliva and precum, looked up and smiled. Brian reached down and took Ellen by the hand helping her up, smiled and said, "My turn."

Ellen smiled as he turned her around and sat her on the bed. He bent down, reached up and removed her panties, revealing her neatly trimmed brown pubic hair. He caressed her crotch, then leaned in and kissed her clit, Ellen moaned and lay back on the bed. Her legs open wide, his head buried deep. From my hidden position, I could see nothing but the back of his head, but I could tell he was doing a good job. Ellen was moaning, and began to squirm. Her legs moved up and she placed her feet on his shoulders.

"Yes…" she sighed, "eat me."

"Mmmmmmm," he moaned. As he continued to lick at her wetness.

His head moved faster, her breathing grew heavy more shallow. I could tell when he was at the right spot, as her body would jerk and quiver. His hand moved up her leg, "Uuugh… Mmmmmm…" she moaned as he parted her lips and inserted a finger into obviously hitting the right spot. As, almost immediately, Ellen began to gasp for breath, she grabbed the bedspread with her right hand and the back of Brian's head with her left.

"Yes… Fuck… Yes," she cried, as he buried his face deep into her crotch, pushing his finger in and out at a frantic pace.

She bucked her hips, flung her body upward, and then crashed back down to the bed. "Stop…" she begged, "I can't take it anymore."

Brian removed his finger and his head rose. Her body continued to thrash about uncontrollably for another minute, as I sat quietly, my hand still on my own cock.

"Did you like that?" Brian asked with a grin.

"Oh, yes." Ellen replied.

"Want me to do it some more"

"God, No!" she sighed, "I can't take any more."

"Then what do you want?" he asked slyly.

She replied in a matter of fact voice, "I want you to fuck me!" She went on, "I want to feel that cock inside me!"

I nearly shot my load at the sound of her request.

Ellen repositioned herself on the bed as Brian crawled up over her body. She spread her legs wide as her lover got into position. He placed the head of his cock at her dripping pussy, and with a single thrust, he pressed himself into her. Then with a single thrust he pressed his cock into my wife. She gasped loudly, and it took two or three thrusts to finally enter her fully. "Fuck Me," she begged, as Brian began falling into a rhythm, his balls slapping up against her inner thighs.

"Fuck me!" she demanded again. "Fuck,,, me,,, hard!" She demanded through gritted teeth.

His rhythm quickened, pumping his body, thrusting himself into her at a feverish pace. His moans grew louder, joined by grunts of ecstasy. "Mmmmmmm… Ugh… Mmmmmm… Huh… Huh… Fuck…."

"Yes,,, yes,,, yes,,," she squealed, as her body quaked uncontrollably, "God,,, yes,,, yes."

Finally, after another minute, Brian let out a huge moan, then a primordial grunt. Gasping for breaths, he continued to pump his cock deep into my wife. She met each thrust with her own thrusting hips. Soon he collapsed onto her, as I shot my own load all over my hand and down my leg. Both grasping for each breath, both sounded like they had just run a race. As their breathing returned to normal, I wiped up my own mess, returned the pillow to the bed, and crawled slowly back to the closet. I staggered to my feet, silently slid the door open and stepped inside. I remained there as they recovered.

After several more minutes, both had dressed and Ellen walked her friend to the door. A couple of minutes later, I heard a car engine start and slowly pull away. The front door opened, and I heard Ellen's feet on the steps. I held my breath, as she walked into our bedroom, walked over to her dresser, grabbed some nightclothes and headed to the hallway bathroom. Soon the shower was running, and I was able to dress, and sneak out of the house.

I waited about twenty minutes then pulled my car into the driveway, parked, and walked to the front door. I opened the door, hung my keys on the rack, and walked upstairs. I found my wife freshly showered and laying in bed. I told her that Roy and Dave had said Hello. Then I asked her about her date. She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. She gave me a sly smile, and said casually, "Oh, alright."

"Alright, just alright?" I inquired.

"Yeah, it was OK," she said, in a nonchalant voice.

"Just, OK" I asked.

"Yeah, just OK," she said.

Slightly frustrated, I got up and walked toward the dresser. Then Ellen asked, "So, what did you think of my date?"

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Yeah, what did you think of my date?

"What"

My wife gave me a wily smile and said, "Yeah, you hung your keys on the rack when you came back to the house."

I dropped my head, and slowly turned back toward my wife. She was smiling deviously, and then said, "Well, what did you think of my date?"

"I,,, I, I,,, Um, Um…" I stammered.

She laughed, then said, "Come here, I want to be fucked again."



Hidden Desires



Derrick Andrews sat at his desk as he had nearly every workday for the ten years he had worked at Trellis and Company. He was a systems engineer and made good money for doing work he felt a monkey could do at the business consulting firm. He made even better money for his employer. However, the work he was doing bored him to tears. In college he had been excited to learn how to produce the code that made computers perform. His first tens years working at various firms pounding out code and moving up the ladder felt like a dream to him. He imagined that he would spend his entire working life involved in challenging and exciting projects. 

Derrick jumped at the opportunity George Trellis offered him. He was to head a team and have his own accounts. At first the job was everything he dreamed it would be; it was challenging and rewarding on top of extremely well paid. However, if anything he was too good at what he did. He was quickly promoted and soon no longer had direct involvement in the actual work of creating computer programs. He was in his mind no more than a babysitter for the company's best corporate clients. He might well have quit if not for his wife's lifestyle requiring he maintain the high six figure income the job provided. He knew of no hands-on job anywhere that would pay him even half what Trellis paid. 

Sadly, his home life was not any better. His wife had clearly enjoyed the freedom that his 80 plus hour work weeks had afforded her when he was working his way up the ladder. Having achieved success he seldom needed more than 50 hours a week and often found 40 hours too many. More hours together had a negative impact on the couple's closeness. Upon close inspection the relationship had never really been much more than two good looking people who enjoyed a passionate sex life while sharing a home. When he got together with his wife he didn't have time for love. Cheryl Andrews, his wife was never a romantic. She had seen him as a stud that would be a much better than average provider. She loved sex and he was a good fuck who demanded little of her. In the beginning they were perfect for each other.

As they spent more time together their sexual liaisons diminished in frequency and after time intensity. They went from near nightly sweaty animal-like carnal encounters filled with intense passion to barely once a month sex that felt more like an obligation than pleasure. The marriage likely would have ended except for the two teenaged children they had, which both were determined to raise in a traditional two parent household. The odd thing was that all this had occurred without any discussion at all. Neither Derrick nor Cheryl ever mentioned the changes in their sex life or brought up feelings. They seldom talked about anything other than the children. For the most part they didn't even acknowledge the situation in their own minds. 

Cheryl managed to continue to live her life as she had with a social life that was mostly separate from her husband. Derrick had never bothered much with socializing and at 45 had no idea how to cultivate friendships. That is why on a Friday evening at six o'clock when he should have been out of the office for at least an hour he continued to sit at his desk. His wife was going to dinner and a movie with some girlfriends. His children were sleeping over at friend's houses. His big house was cold, dark and empty. The cook was off on Fridays and the maid never worked at night. So he sat there hoping some client somewhere would need something that would lead to him having something interesting to do.

Since that call did not come he began wandering around on the internet; something he found himself doing more often than not in his growing free time. He started by reading news online and soon discovered that he could research and buy products. When he no longer found shopping of interest he moved to playing games which led to low stakes on-line gambling. But even the thrill of winning and losing money was losing its luster. A couple of times he had found his way to chat rooms. Though the purported topics in the rooms seemed benign, no matter the stated topic he soon sensed the constant undercurrent of sexual tension. Up to that point he had turned down the few requests he had received for private chats that started with what he thought were come-ons. He had no interest in playing on-line sex games. 

There was one thing that had piqued his interest. About half of the requests he thought were propositions came from other men. Derrick had always been a totally straight man, who never gave any thought to the idea of gay sex. He had no prejudice against gay men and in his heart could understand the attraction; he just didn't have any attraction to men. The closest he came to anything remotely homosexual was the occasional quick glance at a naked man's equipment in a locker room. He considered that merely comparing what he had to the rest of the world. As the women he had fucked over the years could tell him he was defiantly above average in that area. His cock was a tad over seven inches and thick. One former girlfriend had even praised it as especially attractive. 

On this particular Friday it was not chat rooms or men that were on his mind. Nor was he interested in the news or playing poker. He was agitated. It was a feeling he knew came from horniness and sexual frustration. Though he didn't keep track it had been four weeks since he had fucked his wife and at least two weeks since he had jerked off. He had never been much of a masturbator. But since his sex life had slowed, he had rediscovered what he thought was a thing only sad single man and teenage boys did. Were he honest he would have admitted he had discovered a whole new level of pleasure could be had jerking off. 

Derrick got up, closed and locked his office door. He knew anyone who was still in the building would think that he had gone home. Only an emergency would give someone cause to use a master key to enter his private space. Due to the late nights many worked at Trellis, the cleaning crews were forbidden to come in until well after midnight. He knew he had at least six hours of uninterrupted privacy. Before returning to his desk chair and his planned search for pornography to prime the pump, he striped down to his boxers. He didn't want to get any stray cum on his expensive suit.

His first move was to enter a program he wrote that masked all activities he did on his office computer. It was a clever little program that most people would call a virus. It completely fooled the programs the company's security team put in place to monitor employee activity. So instead of logging Derrick's porn surfing the system would show him as inactive until the secret program was terminated. Writing that program was the most fun he had had in a long time. He often mused that had the company given him projects as challenging as defeating company security he would be willing to work for free. 

Next he opened Google and typed, 'Amateur blow job video,' hoping to find some home made videos of sexy college chicks sucking their boyfriend's dicks. He had been amazed at how many people were willing posting such compromising material. His wife gave up fellatio years ago which made getting his cock sucked his biggest fantasy. In a microsecond a list of possibilities popped up on his screen. He picked a promising one and was presented with a kind of girls gone wild type scene that seemed to have been filmed in a college dorm room. At first all that was visible were two average looking twenty-year old girls doing a dual strip tease. The girls though not what he would call especially pretty had nice bodies. Both of them had a little extra meat on their bones which Derrick preferred to the overly skinny look. They had nice medium sized tits which jiggled enticingly as they wiggled around. The pair looked so much alike; he briefly wondered if they were sisters. 

It wasn't apparent that there was a guy present until a deep voice was heard encouraging the girls to rub their titties together. The two brunettes seemed more than happy to comply. Derrick was fascinated by the completely amateur attempt to make a porn video and excited by the sight of two young women cavorting for at least one guy. After the girls got completely naked and shook their bodies for the camera while touching and kissing each other for several minutes, one the girls demanded a turn with the camera. By that point Derrick had pushed his boxers down and was fondling his balls while his cock slowly inflated. The picture bounced and went blank as the cameraman handed his camera over to the naked coed. 

When the picture came back on, the screen was filled by two very fit young men wearing only tee shirts and snug fitting trunk style underwear. They simultaneously pulled their shirts off revealing taut muscular torsos that screamed athlete. The girls could be heard cooing about the guys they were apparently about to fuck on camera while Derrick marveled at the well toned bodies of the young men. He also wondered if the four students realized that their little game could have a long term effect on their futures. Those thoughts disappeared when one of the girls squealed that it was time for the guys to show off their packages. These two guys definitely weren't shy. They quickly removed their underwear and stood as if they were proudly displaying their hard cocks for the girls. 

The taller of the two guys, had a short fat dick that Derrick judged to be no more than five inches long. The other guy who was at least six inches shorter than his friend had a much longer and skinnier cock. Derrick figured it to be maybe an inch or so shorter than his own. If the guy hadn't been such a stud otherwise, he would definitely fit the nickname pencil dick geek. But it wasn't the length or the thickness that most caught Derrick's attention. The long thin dick was uncircumcised. Derrick was born in a time when most people routinely had the foreskin of their male babies cut off at birth. Growing up all of his locker room mates had been cut and the majority of guys he had seen at his gym were close to his age or older and tended to be circumcised. The few times that he had encountered uncut cocks in his life did not afford him an opportunity to get a good look. Of course they were all flaccid, which was a very different look then the picture he was viewing.

Derrick paused the video and zoomed in a little on the young man's dick. His fascination was born of an almost scientific curiosity. As opposed to what he found to be the somewhat ugly looking shriveled pieces of skin he had seen on uncut soft cocks in the locker room, the cock on his computer screen showed a very pink head, just peaking out of a taut hood of red rimmed skin. The area glistened as if the guy was already leaking huge amounts of pre cum. After a minute Derrick shook his head and silently admonished himself for doing such a queer thing. 

When he started the video playing again one of the girls stepped into the frame. For a moment the camera focused on her full ass. Derrick imagined sliding his cock between her enticing rounded orb-like buttocks before the girl holding the camera moved so that the guy's cocks were once again the stars of the show. As the girl with the hot ass moved her fingers to the young men's genitals and began to tease their hard cocks, Derrick reflected on what he found most unusual about the pair of naked athletes. They both groomed their pubic hair. Where one usually saw a mass of hair there was just a small neat very short cropped patch. Though he had seen many pictures of women who trimmed and shaved and his wife kept herself hairless below the waist he had never seen men with their pubic hair groomed. 

His contemplation of below the waist haircuts soon faded as the girl got more into stroking the pair of cocks. Derrick's hand began to move up and down his own cock as he imagined being one of the two lucky college boys on the screen. As he felt his balls tightening and the familiar feeling of imminent ejaculation, the girl with the camera said something that stopped Derrick cold.

"Ok boys, time for paybacks. We want to see you touch each other," He heard a sweet disembodied voice say over the guy's heavy breathing.

"What, you can't be serious?" One of the guys protested as the girl that was stroking them backed away.

"Hell yes we were serious! You agreed to do it if we did it for you. You had your show now rub those hot dicks together," The girl with the camera insisted as she zoomed in on the guys.

"What the fuck, fine," the taller guy said as he reached for his friend's much larger cock.

The other guy seemed far more hesitant, but once his friend got started he too complied. As the guys stood there tentatively touching each other's hard cocks, Derrick started to reach for the mouse. He intended to pick a new video clip. The girl who had been stroking the guys next move delayed his switch. She moved back into the picture and pressed her body against the back of the shorter guy.

"Come on guys you need to get into this or we are going to leave," She threatened as she pushed the boys closer to together.

"Yeah, start stroking those cocks," The other girl squealed.

Apparently having a naked girl pressed to his backside emboldened the short kid. He started stroking his friend's dick and causing it to rub against his own. The taller guy must have liked the feeling because he was soon stroking his friend. Derrick felt disturbed by his interest in the action and again moved to click off the video. Another scene change stopped him again. After a couple minutes the taller guy let go of his friend and backed up.

"Ok, you got your show; time for the big finale. Give me the camera and get busy sucking our cocks as promised, ladies," He insisted. 

"Sure you wouldn't rather take it up a level first?" The girl asked as she handed over the camera.

The next thing on the screen was a view of the two girls in a tight embrace sharing a very wet and sloppy kiss.

"I ain't fucking kissing Todd if that is what you have in mind," The tall one said emphatically. 

"That wasn't what I had in mind. It would be a really hot scene if you guys sucked each other and we licked each other's pussies for ya," The former camera girl shot back in a sassily sexy tone.

Todd who still had his hand on the bigger guy's smallish cock, looked like he might be considering going for the offer, or at least calling her bluff. But the other guy was clearly not interested. 

"Fuck no!' He barked. "You two little bitches made a deal. Only reason we are here with you was the promise of a no strings blow job. I know you aren't going to back out."

The tall kid had a menacing scowl on his face at that point. It was enough to make Todd let go of the kid's dick and join in the demand that the girls get on their knees as promised. 

"Relax, boys, we are going to honor the deal. Just thought you were men enough to really do something hot. We better be getting something afterward though, "The sassy girl said as the pair of naked coeds knelt in front of the guys.

For about five minutes the tall guy did a decent job of filming the double blow job and Derrick got back into jerking off. When the cameraman came the picture went black for a few seconds. When it came back on Todd was being serviced by both girls. One was between his legs sucking his balls while the other was doing her best to swallow his cock. By the time Todd was explaining that he hardly ever came from a blowjob alone and asking which girl was going to let him fuck her, Derrick's cock erupted, sending a huge load of cum onto his chest and belly. He was in an orgasmic daze as he watched the compact stud mount one of the girls while the taller guy started eating the other girl's pussy. 

He didn't even bother watching the conclusion of the video. Once he recovered from the powerful climax he shut off the web browser and began cleaning himself up. Masturbation sessions like that always left him feeling odd. He enjoyed the sensation, but once it was done he felt ashamed and a little dirty. Rationally, he knew it was because of the way he was brought up and the attitude he had experienced that masturbation was wrong and something only desperate men did. He was smart enough to know that wasn't true, but still he had issues. That particular day there was even more to make him feel that he had violated taboos. The idea that he had enjoyed watching two guys touch each other made things much more shameful. 

Derrick quickly got dressed and headed for his empty house. As he sat around the family room watching some old movie on cable and drinking beer he kept thinking back to the video. To his surprise as he thought about the scenes the clearest picture he got in his mind was of the two cocks. He saw them stroking each other and then saw the girls sucking them. Despite his efforts to block out the thoughts he began to wonder what it would be like to suck a cock. He had been pretty adventurous sexually before marriage. Though he had never even considered including other guys in those adventures he had still managed to try what he considered to be most things. That included letting a chick fuck him with a strap on dildo a couple of times. He hadn't considered that the least bit queer, but his thoughts about sucking cock really had him concerned. 

The concern grew when he got a hard on that he couldn't wish away. Figuring he had to do something or risk his wife coming home to find him on the sofa in that condition he went into the powder room. After yanking his pants down to his knees he stood in front of the sink jacking off. At first he just looked in the mirror at his own hard cock. That soon led to more thoughts of other cocks. He closed his eyes and allowed the fantasy to play in his head. He was with the two college boys in the video. The girls weren't there and the camera was apparently running itself. At first he was playing with the two guys cocks like the big assed chick in the video had. Soon in his mind he and the college boys were taking turns sucking each other's dicks. That fantasy ended when he shot a wad of cum into the pedestal sink where his guests washed their hands. 

He quickly cleaned off his dick and headed upstairs to bed. He was too ashamed to face his wife that night and decided to get to sleep before she came home. Had he known where she really was his shame would have turned to anger. Cheryl was being ridden doggie style by her current boyfriend who ironically came at almost the same moment Derrick shot his wad into the sink. It was her second long term affair in the last three years and at least the tenth man she had fucked since their marriage. Derrick had never suspected his wife of cheating on him. She had kept mum about her infidelities even when he had admitted to her that he had had one brief affair of his own. Had he given it much thought he might have suspected something was amiss when she so easily forgave him. 

Cheryl was pleasantly surprised to find him snoring when she finally came home. His being asleep meant that there was no chance he would want sex and might notice the extra lubricant left in her cunt by her boyfriend. Things had definitely changed for her. If not for her commitment to raising her children in a two-parent household she would have left Derrick. She was in love with her boyfriend and enjoying sex the way she had when she was much younger. Though she thought her husband was a good fuck she had never found the hard working man able to fully satisfy her needs. That is why she had fucked other men over the years. But those had been purely about sex. The last two and the current one especially was about emotional connections as well as carnal needs. 

As she settled in to go to sleep herself she noticed that Derrick was unusually active. He was tossing about and mumbling. Fortunately, his words were unintelligible. His dreams were filled with images of homosexual liaisons most of the night. The next morning he resolved to stay away from internet porn. He had erroneously placed the blame for his sudden interest in cock sucking on viewing porn. He had long forgotten the first time he experienced a cock sucking fantasy. 




Hidden Desires



That had occurred after he and two friends got blow jobs from their dates in the back of a van in college. He had been fascinated watching his friends' dates' lips side up and down their hard cocks. For a week the idea of what it was like to suck cock seemed to haunt him day and night. A weekend camping and with and fucking a hot coed convinced him that he was totally straight and the fantasies were just some weird dreams. After awhile he forgot about the night in the van and the subsequent cock sucking fantasies. 

The next night after the porn incident, Derrick had a particularly hot fuck session with his wife. For him it was like old times and he hoped that his odd night might be the spark that got their sex life going again. As always when he thought about why they had cooled off sexually he assumed it was his fault. While Cheryl found the sudden renewed passion exciting and the night great fun, to her it was like she was cheating on her boyfriend. She had moved on from Derrick. No amount of renewed passion or interest on his part was likely to bring her back. It only took a few weeks of trying to repeat that night to convince Derrick that he had no chance of rekindling the passion of his marital bed.

But what he didn't understand was why she wasn't responding as she had that night. He had assumed that the majority of the problem was his fault. After that night he had tried to initiate sex in every way he could imagine; from sweet and romantic to raunchy to near rape. Though he had succeeded in getting his dick inside her a few times and even enthusiastically pleasured her orally a couple of times, she just wasn't responding as she once did. The night she refused to let him lick her cunt after she had been out with girls really puzzled him. The oddest part was what she offered instead. For the first time in over five years she sucked his cock until he came in her mouth. Afterwards she didn't want anything from him. He couldn't really complain after getting everyman's dream, a no-strings blow job, but it felt odd to him after she had refused to suck his cock for so long. He didn't really notice that she didn't seem to be at all out of practice and if anything better at it then she ever had been. He kept trying though for a couple of months with decreasing success. Soon they were back to their pattern of fucking about once a month just to drain Derrick's tank. 

It was almost six months to the day after Derrick watched the video of the four college students that he was again in his office with the door locked and his clothes neatly laid on the credenza. He sat in his chair, naked, watching an amateur video of an average couple fucking. After the guy came in his wife's cunt he became the camera man. He shot some close ups of cum oozing from her pussy and then began to bark instructions. He made her spread her pussy lips and finger fuck herself. Then he told her to suck his cum off her fingers. Derrick had had enough of the couple when she started fucking her pussy and ass with a vibrator made to fill both holes at once. He needed more than that to get him off.

He did another search for amateur sex video. He had purposely avoided searching for blow job videos for fear of his reaction to seeing cocks being sucked or worse happening on a guy sucking cock. He went through the choices presented and settled on one featuring an interracial couple. It started with a large very fit and well hung black man getting his cock sucked by a plump white chick with a very pretty but overly made up face. The video quality was very good, but Derrick thought it a shame that the couple had sunk to the stereotypical porn plot of a big dicked black guy forcing a white chick to choke on his cock. He likely would have looked for something else, but he couldn't take his eyes off the long very dark cock sliding in and out of a pair of red lips on a chubby white face. Had he been honest with himself he would have admitted that the girl was only secondary to his interest in the scene.

After several more minutes of fucking the girl's makeup smeared face the big man pulled back and demanded that she get on her hands and knees. He grabbed her hips and rammed his cock deep into her cunt. As he road her hard and rough, she began to moan and cried out how good his big, beautiful black cock felt inside her pussy. The guy wasn't content with just fucking her cunt. After about ten minutes of hard pounding he pulled back and aimed his pussy juice covered tool for her ass hole. She screamed as he impaled her anal canal on his cock. Derrick had done his share of anal fucking and even taken a dildo up his ass a few times but he had never imagined anyone fucking an ass like the guy on the screen was fucking the fat ass of the white chick that was moaning passionately her joy at being drilled anally. Suddenly, the guy pulled out, rolled the chick over roughly and came on her tits and face. 

That was when Derrick realized that they were using a cameraman because the picture zoomed in on the guy's still hard dick as he wiped it off on the chick's belly. The camera was apparently exchanged because the next thing on the screen was another black guy naked and hard. He didn't bother with any preliminaries. He just grabbed her ankles, spread her legs and lifted her ass up in the air. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and began pumping his cock in and out of her cunt. Long before the second guy was done brutally fucking the plump chick, Derrick had cum all over his belly. He watched the rest of the scene as he cleaned up. Though he still felt some shame it wasn't nearly as bad as in the past. 

He resisted returning to computer porn for three weeks even though he had a strong desire to see more large cocks in action. When he finally did give into his desire he didn't avoid dangerous search terms. His first search that evening was for big cocks being sucked. He chose one titled: Blowing a Huge Dick by the Pool. It started with a guy lying on a weight bench next to a back yard pool. He was lifting weights in the nude. The well tanned guy's muscles bulged as he hoisted the heavy bar up into the air three times. Derrick was most interested in the guys fully erect cock. It was at least ten inches long and almost as thick around as small wrist. 

After putting the weight bar back into the holder the guy declared to no one in particular that lifting weights made him hornier than shit. Then he stood up and walked toward the pool while stroking his massive cock. The sounds of someone swimming could be heard as the guy sat down on the edge of the pool and dangled his feet in the water. He just sat there slowly jerking his meat while watching whoever was swimming for a few minutes. Water splashed over the guy's dick and the back of a head came into the picture. The guy who emerged from the water asked the weightlifter if he needed help with anything. The weightlifter just let go of his dick and used his hand to guide the newcomers face to his crotch. 

Derrick began panting as he pounded his own cock harder and harder while watching his first true gay porn. Though the frame jerked around a bit the quality was better than most amateur productions. In addition, the way the scene was edited made it clear that there had been more than one cameraman involved. After the guy sucked and licked the weightlifters cock for over ten minutes he stood up and revealed his trim body and long thin cock. The weightlifter grabbed the swimmer's ass and pulled him forward. The big strong man began to lick and suck the lean swimmers hairless balls. Derrick was fascinated by the total lack of hair on the swimmer and the enthusiastic way the weightlifter was sucking his scrotum. After a few minutes the weightlifter moved his mouth to the swimmer's cock. He easily swallowed every inch of the guy's dick; pressing his lips against the swimmer's smooth pubic region. 

Derrick was more excited than he had been in a long time watching these two hot guys blow each other. He came at about the same time that the swimmer gave the weightlifter a facial cum shower. After making a note of the website address, he turned off the computer. He wanted to save the rest of the video for another day. Oddly, he didn't feel his usual shame over what he had done. He was just sated and wanted to save anything else the hot duo did for another day and another rewarding jerk off session. 

As it happened the following weekend Derrick's wife took the kids to visit her parents. For the first time he had the freedom to view on-line porn in the privacy of his den. The first night they were away he went out for dinner. When he got home he went straight to his bedroom and stripped down to his boxers. He felt a kinky thrill from walking through the big house in just his underwear. That thrill was magnified when he slipped off his boxers at the bottom of the main stairway. Walking around the first floor of the house naked was so exciting to him that he was rock hard by the time he got to the den. After putting a plush towel in his leather desk chair he fired up the web site where he had watched the swimming pool video. He found the spot where the slim swimmer had sprayed cum all over the beefy weightlifters face and settled in to watch the conclusion.

The swimmer popped out of the pool and began to lick his cum from his partner's face. Soon they were making out sloppily. Derrick hadn't considered the possibility that the two would kiss. He found that even more taboo than the cock sucking he had seen. However he also found it to be a bit of turn off. He wasn't ready to see two manly men kissing like teenagers. Happily for him the scene moved on. The men stood and headed for the weight bench. Mysteriously the weight bar had disappeared. Derrick realized that there must have been some crew as well as several cameraman involved in the production. The reason for the weights being moved was instantly apparent when the swimmer got on his hands and knees on the bench.

The bigger man knelt on a towel behind the bench and began to lustfully lick the swimmer's smooth ass. Derrick was transfixed by the scene of the wrestler stabbing his tongue into his friend's asshole. He was panting by the time the guy had two beefy fingers sliding in and out of the slim man's anus. Derrick slowed his stroking because he was already on the edge anticipating what was coming. He didn't have long to wait for his imagined next action to be confirmed. The wrestler stood up and walked out of the frame for moment. When he came back into the picture he was holding a tube which he inserted in the swimmer's ass. Derrick knew that the guy's anus was being lubed up. He gasped as he watched the wrestler push his gigantic cock into the swimmer's rectum. 

The guy didn't scream the way the fat white chick had when the big black man fucked her ass. The only sounds on the video where the erotic moans of the swimmer, the grunting and gasping of the wrestler and sound of flesh slapping flesh. The scene ended with the pair enjoying a simultaneous orgasm. Derrick's exploding dick made it a three-way cum. 

This time he wasn't at all ashamed. All he felt was the thrill of doing something new. He wiped his cock off on a towel and went to the bar to fix a drink. After two strong drinks he was feeling bolder. He had heard a lot about sex chat sites and was ready to plunge into a brave new adventure. When he returned to his computer he typed literotica.com into the address window. But instead of going to the area that featured amateur porn writing he entered the sex chat area for the first time. Once he set up a user name and got into the chat area he had no idea what to do. He decided to try watching the action which in the main room proved difficult as the lines were scrolling by too fast. 

He soon figured out that there were other rooms to visit. He popped into a few of them and tried to get a conversation going with a female chatter. He didn't have much success and the rooms where people were acting out sexual scenes for all to see felt silly to him. After awhile of mostly frustrating attempts he decided to try a room called cock for cock. He knew nobody would know who he was and watching the gay video had been such a big turn on he figured chatting with a guy about sex might be interesting. After figuring out the password and getting in Derrick thought the best option was to observe for awhile to try to get a feel for what went on in a gay chat room.

At first except for the obvious there wasn't much different about the room. Even that there were nothing but guys in the room wasn't so different since most of the other rooms seemed to be majority male. The in room requests for private chats were a bit different and in a way far bolder than most he had seen in the straight sex rooms. He supposed that guys seeking sex chat from other guys didn't feel the need to seduce. Derrick knew that he wasn't ready to jump in the deep end so he just sat and watched the scrolling lines of text. The most fascinating thing to him was that most of the lines that scrolled by were merely announcements that someone had either entered or exited the room. He had imagined that in a chat room there would be more of a dialogue. 

After a few minutes he saw a message that was highlighted in yellow. It simply said. 'Hello, how are you?'. It took him a few seconds to realize that it was what the instructions called a private message or PM in chat speak. After figuring out the mechanics he typed back, 'Ok, thank you, how are you?'. The response of 'horny' surprised Derrick. Going from hello to horny in thirty seconds was a totally new experience for him and he wasn't sure how to respond. He wanted to try talking to a guy about gay sex but he didn't want to give the guy the wrong idea. So he just typed, 'Oh really?' The response came back, "Yes, really. I am sitting here naked stroking my hard dick." Derrick hadn't thought about that possibility. He typed the first thing that came to him, 'WOW!' 'You like that? Are you naked and hard? What are you into? Tell me about your cock,' Flashed onto the screen. 

Derrick moved the cursor to the little red X, thinking he would click it and escape. But curiosity won out. He typed, 'I'm naked but not hard. I just finished jerking off to gay porn for the first time. I was curious what went on in places like this. I don't know what I am into. Are you really masturbating right now?' The response came back, 'Fuck yes I am stroking my cock right now! I wish it was your dick. You ever touched another guy's cock or is this a new thing for you?' Derrick swallowed hard and then typed, 'NO, never even thought about it until very recently. Not sure I want to, just happened on the video and it made me curious about gay sex. Are you gay?'

'Not gay, bi. I am married so I mostly just satisfy my gay side with online play. I had a semi-regular playmate but he moved over a year ago. It is hard to find a discrete friend.'

'I guess it would be. How long have you been into sex with guys?'

Since the guy seemed willing to talk, Derrick wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

'Forever, I guess. It started with fooling around on sleepovers. Then in high school and college I had sex with both males and females. After I got married I gave up guys for a few years. One day I was hanging out with my friend, the one who moved, while our wives were off shopping or something. We started talking about sex and ended up admitting to each other that we had been bi in college. That led to our becoming playmates. Do you think you would ever try it with a guy for real?' 

Derrick had not imagined trying anything real or otherwise. But he was enjoying the conversation and curious to learn more. He figured that he had to give something if the chat was to continue. 

'I have trouble imagining doing anything like that. So far all I have done is watch a video and jerked off. It is a big leap from there to going to bed with a guy.'

'It isn't as big a leap as you think. Sex with a guy is a lot less complicated than it is with women. At least the ones I have been with didn't come with as much drama. Can I ask have you ever done any cyber sex with a women?'

'I haven't done any kind of sex on line, except watching porn.'

'Where do you live?'

The question surprised and scared Derrick a bit. He took it to mean that the guy he was chatting with was looking for a real meeting. But after thinking about he realized the chance that they lived close enough to meet was remote.

'East Coast, US' He typed figuring that didn't give away much of his identity.

A response flashed on the screen almost instantly.

'I'm in the Virginia Beach area. Are you anywhere near there?'

Derrick felt his spine tingle. It was possible that he was chatting with someone he knew since he lived in the same area. Again he thought about clicking the X and running away. But curiosity and the thought that fate might be giving him a once in a lifetime chance, kept him from exiting the chat room. He made a decision to be brave.

'Very close. I live on Linkhorn Bay.'

Derrick's heart was racing as he watched for a reply to his message.

'Fuck, you're kidding. I never meet anyone on here within 500 miles now I meet a guy might be 5 miles from my house?'

'Not kidding, but I am not sure why I told you. Where in town are you?'

'I am on the Chesapeake side of town. I like being close to where I work.'

That freaked Derrick out since his office was in Chesapeake. He didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he seemed to have the possibility of actually meeting a guy who might show him a new world. But he wasn't sure he wanted to be shown that world.

'Hey, you Ok. You aren't freaking out on me are you?'

Derrick read the next message and knew he had to say something or lose the opportunity. The fact that his dick was starting to grow hard again told him that at least part of him wanted to explore the possibilities.

'Oh, sorry, yeah I guess I am a little freaked. You know the first time I go into a gay themed chat room I happen on a guy who lives close and like I said I am still not sure why I told you where I live.'

'Maybe it is fate, buddy. Maybe we should talk about meeting for coffee or a drink sometime. No pressure, just to check out how it feels. My name is Mike by the way.'

Derrick's heart leapt. There were two Mikes at Trellis who he didn't know very well. The guy on the computer could be either of them he reasoned.

'I guess there would be no harm in meeting for a drink as long as you understand I can't make any promises of anything more.'

'Of course not, I can't make any promises either. We might not have any chemistry. Can I ask your name?'

'Derrick'

It was the other guys turn to pause, which made Derrick very nervous. He typed:

'Did I freak you out now, Mike?'

'Not sure, you don't happen to work at Trellis do you?'

Derrick felt like he had been punched in the gut. He didn't want to end the connection without at least going for a tame meeting. But it seemed there was a very real possibility that he knew the guy and would be giving away more than he was comfortable with if he answered. When he typed yes, it felt to him like his fingers were acting in rebellion to his brain's wishes.

'Holy shit, I am Mike Dubinski from Dobbins and Lowe. If you're the Derrick I think we worked together some on a project a couple years ago.'

Derrick had to rack his brain to remember the guy. He remembered the project but he had not been involved on a daily basis. 

'One of my teams did that project. I didn't have a lot of direct involvement.'

'I didn't either, one of my department heads managed it for us, but you and I spoke on the phone several times on various issues as I recall.'

'Oh yeah, but how the fuck did you make that leap from just my first name?'




Hidden Desires



'Don't know, that same fate thing maybe. So you want to meet for a drink some time?'

Derrick made the boldest move of his life in responding to that question.

'Yes, any chance you can get away at all tomorrow. I have the weekend free, wife is away.'

'You play golf? That was how I used to get out on weekends with my friend I told you about.'

'Yeah, you ever play the Montclaire Club? I have visiting privileges there. I can get us a tee time.'

'I love Montclaire, what time?'

'How about we meet at noon in the main parking lot, I drive a Blue BMW 5 series. I will go for a 1:00 tee time.'

'Sounds good, Derrick. I will be in a green 66 Mustang. You can't miss it. Any chance you want to make the reservation for just nine in case we decide we want time for something else?'

'OK'

';-)'

'What's that, Mike?'

'I winked at you. I have to tell you thinking about the possibility has my cock dripping.'

'Oh fuck I forgot you were jerking off. Are you going to cum while I am chatting with you?'

'I could if you want to talk dirty to me. But I would be happy to save it in case we decided to talk dirty to each other in person tomorrow.'

Things were moving fast, but Derrick didn't care. He was certain that what Mike said about fate was true. He was also sure if he didn't go forward he probably would never take a chance again. He was also getting close to believing that he was going to have sex with another man for the first time on Saturday. So he typed:

'Let's save it then.'

'Ok, I can't wait to see how things go, Derrick.'

'Me either Mike, I am going to sign off now, good night.'

'Good night, hot dreams.'

Derrick went up to bed, but had a hard time going to sleep. He wasn't the anxious type and had never been as anxious as he was over his golf date. He tossed and turned and finally managed to sleep about two hours after getting into bed. But sleep didn't; give him the relief he craved. His dreams were filled with images of him engaging in gay sex. 

One of the most memorable involved him and a faceless man having sex on the hood of a green Mustang. It started with him sitting on the hood sucking a giant cock and ended with him on all fours being fucked. When he woke up his sheets were soaked in sweat and his boxers were filled with cum. It was the first wet dream he had had in thirty years. Even though the sun wasn't up, Derrick was sure he was done sleeping. After showering he headed to the kitchen in his robe. The cook and the maid had been given the day off so he could have gone in the nude had he been of a mind to prance around naked.

Feeling too anxious to eat he settled on toast and juice as he waited for it to be late enough to call the pro and set up a tee time. At exactly 8:30 he dialed the number and the pro was happy to accommodate an associate of George Trellis. Unable to sit still, he got ready early and was waiting in the club parking lot at 11:15. As he waited he thought about driving away several times, but his desires were too strong to be denied by his homophobic side. At 11:55 he saw a perfectly restored green Mustang drive by. 

"Last chance to run," he thought. 

But in truth it was too late. A few cars down the row, the Mustang stopped and backed up. The car stopped in front of Derrick's car and a man that appeared to be in his mid thirties got out and approached the BMW. Derrick hadn't thought about the age difference when they chatted the night before. He had only spoken on the phone to Mike when they did business so he didn't know what he looked like or his age. As he got out of his car Derrick wondered if the age difference might end things before they started. Having recently celebrating his forty-seventh birthday he wasn't sure about his attractiveness to a man in his thirties. He kept in shape, but his age was beginning to show. The two men met at the trunk of the car and offered each other their hand.

"Hi, I guess you are Derrick," The driver of the Mustang said.

"Guilty as charged, Mike," Derrick replied trying to hide his nervousness.

"Damn, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I feel like I really got lucky running into you last night now that I see you," Mike said sincerely.

"Hardly see how I could mind a compliment like that. You aren't bothered by the age difference?"

"I rather like it, I think. Are you ok with me being a few years younger than you?"

"Age doesn't matter that much after a point, but I think the difference is more than a few years, Mike."

"I'm 36 and you're what 40, 42? That isn't so much difference."

Derrick felt pumped up by what he took to be a compliment, even though he thought Mike was just being nice by picking an age well under fifty.

"I will be 48 in a few months but if you have no issue with the age difference, I sure as hell don't," Derrick replied honestly.

"Ok then, let me park and we can go hit some balls."

After checking in with the starter they got a bucket of balls to share and headed to the driving range. The driving range was not a place to talk so they got busy warming up their swings. Since they were positioned so that Derrick was behind Mike, Derrick took the opportunity to check out another man's body for the first time. He was becoming increasingly excited about having his first guy to guy sexual experience and began to worry that Mike might back out. When the balls were gone they headed back to the starter to make their tee time. As it turned out the starter had to push their tee time by a half hour. They agreed that it would be a good idea to get a beer and start getting to know each other. 

They hit it off right away, which made Derrick feel more at ease. Even though he was still very nervous he definitely wanted to go to bed with Mike by the time they approached the first tee. His only problem was that their talk had been completely nonsexual and he had no idea how Mike was feeling on the subject. The first hole went well, with Mike taking a boogey and Derrick getting a rare first hole par. As they rode in the cart from the second tee after their drives the subject of sex finally came up. 

"I know this is all new to you," Mike began, "But I suppose we are going to have to talk about the reason we made this date at some point."

"Yeah, we definitely need to talk about the elephant in this cart," Derrick replied hoping humor would help the situation.

"Cool, here's your ball, take your shot."

Derrick's nerves got the better of him and he sent the shot less than 100 yards right into a water hazard.

"Man, I'm sorry, I didn't; mean to put pressure on you. We can just play golf and forget the other if you want," Mike said as Derrick climbed back into the cart. 

"I don't want to forget the other," Derrick replied softly.

"Really cool, I think you're perfect and we could have some great times," Mike said happily.

"I really want to try. How about we play our nine holes and then go somewhere private to discuss things?" Derrick proposed as they drove up to Mike's ball.

Mike hit a perfect shot that landed on the fringe and rolled onto the green, coming to a stop about ten feet from the hole. He made birdie and they both played well through the rest of the holes. Once back in the parking lot they decided that the perfect choice was to go to Derrick's house. It was private and his family was gone for two more days. Since Mike's wife was home the only other choice would have been a bar and then a motel if they decided to have sex. They both had already decided that they wanted to go to bed together; they just hadn't said it out loud. Since Derrick already planned to tell his wife about his new golf buddy he saw no reason his having a man over to the house would raise any suspicion should a neighbor mention seeing the green Mustang in the driveway. They entered the house through the garage which led them into the kitchen.

"You want a beer or something?" Derrick asked.

"Sure, but I got to tell you something before I lose my nerve, man," Mike said sounding nervous.

"Shoot," Derrick said as he pulled a couple beers from the fridge.

"I hope you want to do more than talk about stuff, because I am dying to get in bed with you, Derrick," Mike blurted out.

"I do, Mike, but damn, I have never been so scared about anything in my life. Look my fucking hand is shaking," The older man replied as he handed his guest the beer. 

"You aren't alone, Derrick, I am really nervous too. But I know I want a friend with benefits and I feel like we are a really good fit."

"I feel comfortable with you and think you are right about the fit. I just am not sure what I will actually be able to do."

"I understand and we can go as slow as you need. I won't pressure you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable," Mike said as he reached toward Derrick with his free hand.

Derrick set his beer down on the counter as he took Mike's hand. He knew he was about to do something that only a few months earlier he could not have imagined. He stepped forward and slipped his arm around his new friend. They stood there looking into each other's eyes holding hands, neither knowing what to do.

"We haven't really talked about what we might do together. Does your curiosity include kissing?" Mike asked.

"Until we met today, I hadn't really given that idea much thought. But yes, I want to kiss you."

Mike moved his face towards Derrick and their lips came together. At first the kiss was tentative with just their lips touching but neither recoiled. When Mike offered his tongue, Derrick accepted the invitation and soon they were making out. Making out with a guy and in his kitchen no less excited Derrick, mentally and physically. When their bodies pressed together, he discovered that Mike was equally excited.

Derrick broke the kiss to ask, "Do you want to go upstairs?"

Mike smiled and asked him to lead the way. Derrick took the back stairs and passed up the master suite. He couldn't bring himself to use the bed he shared with his wife. Instead he took Mike to one of the two guest rooms they had. Though Derrick always found the décor overly feminine, the queen size bed was very comfortable. There was the added the benefit that even when the room went unused the maid changed the sheets regularly. Since his wife barely spoke to the household help there was almost no chance anything the maid might notice would get reported. On top of that, he and his wife had used the room in the past when they wanted a change of scenery so the maid would be unlikely to find it unusual if she noticed the remnants of bodily fluids.

"Oh you didn't fix the room up special for me, did you?" Mike said in a put on high voice.

"Fuck, my wife was in really girly mode when she decorated this one. The bed is great, even if the flowery comforter screams girls only," Derrick replied.

"Shall we get rid of the comforter then? No since risking making a mess of your wife's décor," Mike said with a wink.

Derrick felt surprisingly at ease folding the expensive bed cover with his new friend. He wasn't as comfortable with what happened next. Mike took hold of Derrick's shirt and pulled it up and off. Then he moved his hands to Derrick's belt. 

"You ok?" Mike asked when he realized that his date was shaking.

"Um, yeah, I think..."

"Do you want me to slow down?"

Nearly unable to speak, Derrick shook his head indicating he wanted Mike to continue. When Derrick's pants fell to the floor, Mike began fondling the older man's rock hard cock through his underwear. 

"Oh god!" Derrick gasped as a man played with his cock for the first time.

"Ready to get naked?" Mike asked as he pulled off his own shirt.

Derrick nodded and watched wide-eyed as his soon to be lover stripped. Mike stood totally naked letting Derrick examine his body visually. After another minute, Derrick realized he was staring and proceeded to kick off his shoes and finish undressing.

"I don't know what to do," Derrick confessed.

"I do," Mike replied. "If it is ok with you I would love to get my lips on your delicious looking cock.

He didn't wait for a reply before dropping his knees in front of his host. Derrick was totally stunned. Though his wife had only stopped sucking his cock the last few years, she hadn't been willing to get on her knees for him in fifteen years. She said that it made her feel like a cheap slut. Mike had no such issues it seemed. Derrick moaned softly as his guest used his tongue and lips to give pleasure. He couldn't remember any of the women who had sucked his cock being so enthusiastic. It was clear to Derrick that his new friend loved sucking cock. 

After a few minutes, Derrick gently pushed Mike away. The excitement of his first homosexual experience combined with Mike's enthusiastic and skillful cock sucking had him close to orgasm. He feared that he would lose his desire to continue if he let Mike make him cum so soon. As Mike looked up he felt bewildered. All the physical signs indicated that Derrick was enjoying himself.

"Is something wrong? Don't you like it?" Mike asked fighting the feeling of rejection that was building in the pit of his stomach.

Derrick reached out to caress Mike's cheek as he replied, "Oh god yes, I like it! I like it too much. I am ready to cum."

"It's ok, I want to drink your cum," Mike said happily.

"Oh god you're fucking amazing! But I don't want to lose the moment."

Mike understood immediately and got back on his feet. The two men stood inches apart looking into each other's eyes. Derrick knew he wanted to do more, but did not know how to start. Mike was ready for anything, but did not want to scare his clearly very nervous partner off. After another minute he took hold of Derrick's hand and guided it to his genitals. Derrick was a bit surprised that if felt so different to touch another guy's hard cock. Not having the stimulus of the nerves in his own cock to distract him he could notice so much more. His fingertips seem to drink in the contrast of the silky soft flesh stretch over the bone hard shaft. When his fingers touched Mike's large mushroom he discovered anew the spongy softness of a cock head. 

In a way it was like the amazing days when he first discovered masturbation. Derrick ran his fingers up and down Mike's twitching cock before moving on to explore his new friend's ball sack. Mike had large low hanging balls and kept his scrotum shaved. Since Derrick had never groomed below the waist the smooth ball sack felt somewhat alien to him. It was a feeling he liked.

"Is this ok?" Derrick asked as he gently rolled Mike's large nuts.

"Oh fuck yes! I love having my balls played with.

When Derrick moved his fingers behind Mike's ball sack and tickled his perineum, the younger man impulsively leaned forward and pressed his lips to his host's mouth. Derrick instinctively parted his lips to except Mike's tongue. Derrick continued playing with Mikes balls as their tongues danced. Though the two guys in the pool side video kissing had repulsed him somewhat, at that moment it felt completely natural and exciting. 

"I want you to teach me how to suck your cock," Derrick panted when the kiss finally broke.

Mike took his hand and led him to the bed. He had Derrick sit down in front of him. The older man swallowed hard as he sat there with Mike's twitching cock just inches from his face. He examined it visually taking note of every vein and wrinkle. He liked the way Mike's well defined cock head set like a proud one eyed face atop the slightly crooked snake of a cock. Derrick was fascinated by the small bead of clear thick fluid that had formed on that eye. He touched the tip with his finger causing Mike to shudder.

"How do I do this?" He asked, aching to suck his first cock.

"I don't think that there is a wrong way," Mike said smiling. "Maybe start by running your lips or tongue along the shaft."

Derrick took the suggestion and moved his lips to the top of Mike's shaft. Curious about the taste, he slipped his tongue out and ran it over the tip of Mike's cock. As Derrick had his first taste of precum, Mike's cock jerked from the sudden intense sensation. Derrick liked the brief taste of male fluid. He found it curiously salty and sweet at the same time. The enjoyment of the taste encouraged him to continue. Derrick ran his tongue down the younger man's shaft tracing the larger veins as he explored his first cock. His nervousness and fear melted away as he discovered the joy of having his lips and tongue on another man's hard throbbing cock. 

That joy emboldened him to take Mike's dick into his mouth. However, he was a bit too bold. Derrick took Mike's cock too deep, too fast. He gagged and had to fight to avoid vomiting in Mike's lap. He pulled away coughing and choking. Mike reached for him, wanting to reassure him, hoping it wouldn't sour Derrick to the experience.

"Oh fuck, I am an idiot!" Derrick declared when he got the gag reflex under control.

"Nah, it takes practice to take a cock deep, man," Mike said compassionately while holding Derrick's face and looking into his eyes. "I have to tell you, I loved the way you were licking my cock."

"Really?"

"Yeah it felt great. Lots of tongue action is always hot."

"Mmmmmmmm, in that case can I try something else?" Derrick asked not sure where the idea came from.

"What?"

"I want to lick your smooth balls."

"Shit, you never have to ask that. You can lick my balls as much as you want. Let me get in a better position for you."

Mike crawled up onto the bed and rolled over on his back. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his ass. Then he grabbed his ankles while spreading his legs. In that position his full heavy balls were fully exposed. Derrick tentatively crawled between his new friend's legs. He hadn't imagined having Mike display his balls like they were the main course on a buffet. Steeling his nerve he nuzzled Mike's thigh with his cheek. Mike moaned appreciatively. When Derrick brought his lips to Mike's balls he was surprised by the soft silky feel of the younger man's shaved scrotum. He loved the way the sack felt on his tongue and began to enthusiastically lick Mike's balls. 

"Oh my god, man, you really know how to make a guy squirm." Mike moaned while enjoying the attention being paid to his balls.

Derrick was totally into the oral exploration of Mike's large balls. He seemed to instinctively know exactly how to lick and suck a ball sack to give maximum pleasure despite having no experience giving such pleasure and very little receiving similar treatment. Mike was panting and writhing on the bed due to the intense pleasure.

"Oh fuck, you are incredible, Derrick. I am fucking on fire!" Mike roared as he took hold of his own dick and began stroking himself. 

"No let me," Derrick insisted and pushed Mike's hand away.

Derrick ran his lips up Mike's quivering shaft. After licking the copious amount of precum oozing from Mike's dick, Derrick took the head of his cock into his mouth. This time he was careful not to take Mike's cock too deep. He swallowed only the top half. While sucking on what he now felt was the delicious cock, Derrick fondled Mike's balls and stroked the lower half of his cock. 

"Jesus, man, I'm gonna fucking cum!" Mike warned after a few minutes.

Derrick didn't back off as Mike assumed he would. Instead he clamped his lips onto Mike's cock and used his tongue to tease Mike's cock head. Though he didn't really analyze his actions, he knew he liked the taste of precum and assumed cum would be equally tasty. However, he wasn't prepared for the volume of fluid that Mike shot into his mouth. Derrick struggled to swallow the thick musky fluid that was splashing against the back of his throat. When Mike jerked forward on the third spurt, Derrick gagged and was forced to release the spewing cock from his mouth. He held Mike's cock and watched fascinated as the last few spurts of cum jumped from the tiny hole in the tip to his face. 




Hidden Desires...



Hidden Passions: The Two Sides of Desire

"My God, what a bitch," I remember thinking to myself the first time I encountered Miranda at work.

Miranda had earned the dubious reputation at work of being a real "Iron Maiden" in the office where we worked. Referred to as the " Ole Ball Buster" or "Nut Cracker" by some of the guys who worked for her, it wasn't long until Miranda would become the joke of men's locker room talk.

However, Miranda was not the one to let it bother her, or at least on the outside that is. She knew a lot of her subordinates didn't like her but she was okay with that. In her mind she was there to do one thing: turn sales around and increase the department's productivity.

Miranda had been brought it from the outside by the new president of the firm along with me and a few others to help turn around a floundering publishing firm that had just been acquired . 

As the new district sales manger, Miranda's job was to turn sales around and mine as VP of Finance and Accounting Information Systems was to get the company on solid financial footing as well as update the arcane dinosaur bookkeeping system the company had been operating with.

I was able to implement new cost cutting procedures that cut expenses over half and had just brought online a new financial accounting system that paid for itself in seven months As a result the company was operating in the black again and the only thing that had to be improved was marketing its products and increasing the productivity of the sales reps.

This proved to be a challenge even to Miranda. In the First business meeting I noticed she was letting in to them like she was preaching as fire and brimstone kind of sermon. This was when I first formulated my opinion of her but as I would get to know her over the course of the following seven months I would come to know a softer side that not too many people saw.

I first saw this softer side when after being there for seven months, one Friday she came by my office around 11:45 a.m. and out of the blue asked if I would like to have lunch with her, her treat she added. I said sure why not and we went in her car, which turned out to be a midnight blue convertible 2001 Mustang.

I guess I should have figured she would drive this sort of car by the way she appeared. Standing approximately 5'7" tall with frizzy dark chestnut brown hair that came down to her shoulder blades, Miranda was a knockout. 

Miranda had a slender build but medium sized tits. I estimated she was a 34(possibly A cup) in the breasts and her waist and hips looked slender, maybe a 22 in the waist and 32 in the hips.

Even though Miranda dressed professionally, the outfits she wore were still enticing. On this particular day she had on a cream colored button sweater on top of a matching shell underneath that had a modest but low neck line. She was also wearing a tope colored skirt that came down below her knees. 

The outfit was capped off by brown boots that came up to her knees and a pink sapphire necklace that was set in 14 carat gold and tiny diamond specks around it. The necklace had one big stone and then had 3 little stones that draped down from it. 

Just from the way the outfit was designed it called attention to her bust line and if a person wasn't careful he would spend too much time looking at her breast which could be seen sticking proudly out from her chest as they appeared so perfectly round.

Being careful, I tried not to stare but Miranda obviously didn't care whether people did or not. To her it was a big turn on and she was proud of her body and didn't mind showing it off.

"So what do you think about the Hearthside Room," Miranda said racing off in the car. 

"Sounds good to me" I replied. "But isn't that a little pricy," I added.

"Don't worry about it sugar, its no trouble," Miranda said with a smile.

As we drove to the restaurant, Miranda was the chatter box, cutting up cracking jokes and telling me all about herself. I would come to find out over the course of lunch that the exterior she put up at the office was far different than the real Miranda. The real Miranda was sensitive, somewhat shy at first but when you got to know her she was fun loving, loved to party, and anything but a bitch.

We arrived at the restaurant around 12:15 and they seated us by a fireplace in a secluded area in an L-shaped booth. Miranda sat on one side and I sat beside her but at a 45 degree angle .

All during lunch we talked and I told her about myself. She listened intently and I could tell just by the way she smiled that there was some spark there between us and if I was willing to purse it further I was willing to bet we could connect.

"So Dave, tell me something," Miranda said with a soft sigh in almost a perplexed tone as she scooted over in the seat so she was next to me. "How do I get those knuckleheads in sales to get off their fat asses and generate new accounts?"

"Ah," I replied, "therein lies the rub You see, most of those people are college interns who think it's not the real world. I have been watching you and you are very much real world oriented. I think it well help if you get them to think that way as well." 

"How do I do that," Miranda replied. 

"Well treat their intern jobs like a real world job."

"Don't I need executive approval" Miranda replied.

"Ask Mr. Peters and tell him your situation, and I will back you up," I said assuringly.

"Thanks Dave, you're a sweetheart," Miranda said putting her hand on mine and giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

It was like we had passed the first level of our relationship and were now connecting on a more intimate level

"So tell me truthfully Dave," Miranda said softly. "What was your first opinion about me?"

Ah, one of the age old trick questions you can't win at. Do you tell the truth and risk alienating a new possible friend(and possibly more) or do you lie like a dog and get caught in a lie then lose her respect. As tactfully as I could, I told her that I had formed an ill formed opinion based on what others said.

"Good answer," Miranda replied and surprisingly enough kissed me on the lips softly. "I know that people think I am an asshole and I believe the nickname some have given me is ball breaker."

"I also have come to know a little something about you over the last seven months sweetie," Miranda added. "I know that you are firm but fair and that you respect those who work for you. Also, you honestly don't want to hurt anyone's feelings and I thank you for being the gentleman and sparing mine."

"Well," I replied, "I must confess that since I have watched you and come to know you, that you are not what everyone has made you out to be. By contrast, you are a very charming, very lovely, and if I may be so bold as to say, very attractive woman and someone with who I can hope to work much closer with and get to know better."

"I would like that too very much so," Miranda replied softly smiling and running her hand over mine. "Why don't we get to know each other better by having drinks and dinner tonight."

"Sounds good," I replied, "but I insist that you let me pay this time," I added.

"Deal," Miranda said with a sweet smile and with that we both kissed and rose from the table hand in hand and walked back to her car.

By now it was now about 2:30. I opened her door to the car and as she was getting ready to get into the car she suddenly paused turned towards me, threw her arms around me, pulled me to her, and laid a long deep wet kiss on me. 

Miranda had her hot tight little body pressed into mine and as she kissed me, she rubbed it up against mine and slid her leg across mine. She also grinded her crotch against mine and I am quite sure she felt my raging hard on that was now pulsating through my pants.

"What was that for," I said with a smile as we broke the kiss. "It's not that I am complaining, because I am not," I added. "It's just that kiss caught me off guard."

"Well sweetie," Miranda said smiling. "I just wanted to express in some small way how thankful I am that you have treated me with respect. It really meant a lot to me." 

"Wow, if that is the way she shows mild gratitude, I can't wait to see how she is when she is really thankful," is what was going through my mind at the time.

Miranda must have been able to read my mind or something because after the kiss she added with a sexy voice "and if you think that is hot, just wait until later this evening when I can thank you thoroughly, big boy" and with that she gave me a naughty wink and got into the car.

On the way back to the office, Miranda had one hand on the wheel and one hand in mine as we drove. It was pretty apparent that we had both connected on an intimate level and that something hot and carnal would develop from this relationship and I was for it as I know she was.

When we arrived at the office, we kissed again in the parking garage. This time Miranda would slip her hand between us and I felt her begin to rub my massive pulsating cock through my pants and just as she was going to put her hand inside my pants, we heard a car come around the corner and broke the kiss and tried to act normal.

It was a good thing we did because not only was it security making their regular one hour rounds and not only that but Mr. Peters, the company President was just coming out of the garage elevator on his way to his car.

"Ah, Mr. Perkins, Miranda, you are back from lunch so soon," he said in a jovial mood.

I looked at my watch and it said 3:15 and looked at Miranda and she was as puzzled as I was about him being so nonchalant about us extending our lunch by almost two and one half hours without telling any one.

"What are you two still hanging around here for," Mr. Peters added. "It's the weekend and you have worked hard. Take the rest of the day off and go have some fun. As a matter of fact, I am giving you Monday and Tuesday off as well After all, if you don't take sometime for yourselves you will end up old and grey like me," and with that he got in his car and drove off.

Miranda and I both giggled and with that, we both went upstairs to get what we needed from the office and got back into her car and drove to her place to start what would be a wild and lustful weekend. 

On the way to her place, Miranda suggested that we stop off at my place and pick up some clothes so we drove to my condo and I packed a suitcase and got some clothes to last until Wednesday, including suit to wear to the office and something to go partying in tonight and tomorrow night if we felt like painting the town red.

After we left my condo we drove the 45 minutes to Miranda's private lake house just 15 minutes outside of town. It was a nice split level cabin with a deck that over looked one of the areas nicer natural lakes. 

Miranda pulled into the garage and got out of the car. Grabbing my things we both walked inside the house where we were now cut off from view by the rest of the world.

"So here we are sugar," Miranda said with a smile as she closed the door behind her. "Its not much but it's home. Let me go change and I'll be back in a flash. Make yourself comfy."

"Not much," I thought to myself as I looked around the spacious split level 2,200 square foot cabin. "Damn if this is tiny I hate to see what she considers big." 

A few minutes later, Miranda came back wearing a lemon cream yellow robe that came down to just below her hips and showed off an ample amount of her long luscious well toned dancer's legs.

"Here sweetie," Miranda said taking me by the hand. "Let me give you the personal and private tour of my little love nest. I promise you won't be disappointed." 

The cabin contained a huge spacious living room, kitchen and dining area, a loft area upstairs with a bedroom and bathroom and on the main floor was a hall that contained a bathroom and two more bedrooms and a laundry area.

Also in that same hall was a door that led downstairs to her private "play area" as she liked to refer to it. As soon as we descended the stairs we were in a nice 20x25 spacious recreation room that had a nice overstuffed dark charcoal gray leather 3 seater sofa, a huge 52 inch wide screen TV built into the wall and a home theater system with theater quality speakers built into the walls.

The playroom also had a several rooms off from it. One was a nice bathroom that contained a sunken whirlpool/Jacuzzi bath, a stand alone show with a 3 sided glass door front which looked like it could hold 2 people and a double vanity.

Adjoining that bathroom was her private "Bed chamber" as she would it call it The room measured 25 x 30 but in reality it was two rooms that had been adjoined. In the center of the room stood a huge king sized 4 posted bed with a canopy. The bed was made of solid cherry Mahogany and stained a light autumn cherry color. 

The bedposts were about 5 feet high from the top of the headboard and foot board and measured approximately 8 inches in diameter. They were very ornately designed with intricate carvings on them. The headboard and footboard were intricately designed as well. 

The mattress looked like a regular pillow top type of mattress but instead of having inner springs lie most did, it had tubes full of water. Looking at the bed, you would have never guessed it was a water bed. 

On both sides of the bed were a two drawer night stand that matched the bed. They were constructed of the same mahogany wood and had the same ornate designs. Along one wall was a dresser which matched the bed and another wall contained a 5 foot six drawer chess of drawers.

"So what's ya think sweetie," Miranda said proudly.

"I think I could get used to this," I replied 

Without thinking I stupidly said "So where do you want me to put my stuff?"

"Well silly," Miranda said with a smile, "this big ole king size bed gets awful lonesome at night and I was thinking that you would share it with me, that is unless you would want to pass up sleeping with this." 

As she said this she had laid back on the bed so that she was propped up on her elbows and now had her robe off revealing nothing but her luscious naked body. 

"So Dave honey, which will it be," Miranda said lustfully, stroking her sweet body. "Do you wanna bed down with me or shall I have to sleep in this big ole bed alone and resort to ways to satisfy" and as she spoke these next words, she said them with a breathy, husky, sensual, voice as she was now stroking her nicely trimmed pussy with her hand, "my sensual, carnal, womanly desires."

"So which side is mine," I promptly said. 

"Any side you want baby," Miranda said raising up on her hands and knees as she crawled to the side of the bed where I was standing and taking me by the tie, pulled me to her. "But I find it more fun to just end up where you end up after a hot night of passion." 

Without saying a word, she planted a long wet deep French kiss on me as her tongue probed the inside of my mouth. Untying my tie, she removed it and began to unbutton my shirt and soon it wasn't long until she had both it and my t-shirt off.

Next, Miranda stood up on her knees and unbuckled my belt, unfastened my pants and allowed them to fall off. She then slipped her hand inside my underwear and pulled out my pulsating fully erect 8 inch cock and begins to lick around the head. 

"Mmmmm," she croons with a lustful voice as now she has taken my cock all the way in her mouth and is sucking on it like a lollipop. 

Miranda puts one hand on the back of my butt as she sucks my cock and takes one hand and begins to play with my balls. This gets my head to swimming and Miranda can tell I am getting weak in the knees so she takes my hand and has me lie down on my back where she continues to work her magic.

To be fair to me as well as allow herself a little pleasure, she crawls on top of me so that we are in the 69 position. Lowering her sweet pussy onto my face I go at her eating her out as she sucks me off.

"Oh yes Dave," Miranda crooned as she lifts her head and gasps for breath. "God you are good. Don't stop baby!"

I can tell Miranda's pussy is quivering and I taste the sweat nectar from her honey pot as it trickles over my tongue. I know it wont be long until Miranda is going to cum flooding my mouth with her sweet sticky cream.

Just as I have expected, Miranda arches her back and cries out "Oh god yes-s-s-s-s-s-s-s!!!!" as she convulses and her back arches.

Miranda floods my mouth with her sweet honey nectar and I lick it up as I pull her hips to me and use my tongue like a little cock.

"Don't stop lover," Miranda panted with a breathy voice. "Make me cum again and again."

I inserted one then two then finally three fingers into her pussy as I continued to eat her out. Miranda is so consumed with passion she stopped sucking my cock for a few minutes until her orgasm climaxes again,

Miranda then returns to sucking on my cock and I know it wont be long until I blow my load.

"Oh shit yes Miranda," I moaned as I felt my cock swell with cum.. "Here it cums baby," I say in a breathy voice as I try to hold back but finally give in to the pleasure

My load spurts out of my cock and Miranda has her mouth all the way down on it and drinks down every last bit, not missing a drop

"Mmmmm sweetie, that was so good," she purred with delight, but I would love to feel it deep inside of me even more," and with that she turns around and mount my cock and proceeds to ride me like a wild bronco.

Miranda's pussy was so tight and oh so wet as it slid down over the sides of my pulsating cock. Miranda began to ride me with long slow intense motions at first and was soon riding me fast and furiously.

Miranda pulled me up so that now we are embraced and allowed me to suck her off as we fuck ."Nurse me baby," Miranda moaned with ecstasy

I continued to suck on her supple breasts as she held my head there. It isn't l until I know we are both going to explode because I feel her pussy quiver and I know my cock is swelling with cum

"Oh yes baby," Miranda panted as I tell her I am on the verge of cumming. "Make me cum baby and let me feel your hot manhood deep inside of me"

It wasn't 30 seconds until I felt my cum start to stream forth from my cock

"Oh god yes-s-s-s-s-s-s," Miranda crooned as I spunked my load deep inside of her 

Miranda lets me fall on my back as she collapsed on top of me, still with my cock buried deep inside of her. Our bodies press together as we come down from our orgasmic high.

Oh baby, that was even better than I imagined," Miranda said with a panting voice. "I must confess I have wanted you since the first day I set eyes on you but I took me nearly seven months to get the nerve up to ask you to lunch." 

"You don't know how many countless nights I have laid in this bed with a battery powered dildo and frigged myself to sleep over you," Miranda added. Batteries get costly after a while and I am glad I now have had the real thing."

"I have a confession to make," I replied smiling. "I must say that I wanted you to but had always figured you unattainable so I decided not to pursue. However I am glad you made the move."

By now it was almost 5:30 and both of us were getting pretty hungry. 

"So you ready to go get something to eat and go out on the town," Miranda said with a smile.

"Sure thing I replied" and with that she got up took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom

"So sweetie do you wanna use the shower or the hot tub," Miranda said seductively.

"I have always wanted to make it in a hot tub," I said with a devilish grin.

"Mmmmmm, sounds delightfully kinky," Miranda purred with delight. "Lets give it a try right now."

Miranda turns on the water to the bath and then turns on the whirlpool jets. She then pours in some bubble bath and taking me by the hand we both climb into the tub. I sit on a bench and she sits on my lap facing away from me as she guides my cock into her pussy.




Hidden Desires...



Miranda leaned back against me as I gently massage her breast and kiss her on the back of the neck. My kisses turn to nibbles and I began running my hands over her body

Miranda began to pump up and down on my cock as she fucks me My nibbling and kissing on her neck only gets her more horny and it isn't long until she cums again.

Turning around so that she is now facing me she sits and my lap and we begin to fuck more. Miranda's tight little pussy grips my cock like a vice and I feel her sugar walls stroke the sides of my shaft like 1000's of little velvety fingers.

I could feel my cock begin to swell with cum again and I know it wasn't going to be long until I spunk my load. Miranda has come to know how to read me and can tell I am on the verge of cumming and she just croons with a lustful voice "Give yourself to me baby."

I spunked my load deep inside of Miranda's pussy and she just croons with delight as I fill her with my manhood. We just sit holding each other as we kiss and our wet soapy bodies press in together and I fuck her some more until we both cum again.

We finally managed to get cleaned off and dry each other and put on our clothes to go out for the evening.

I was wearing a black suit with a French Blue shirt and solid red tie. Miranda wore a sexy short black leather mini, a see through light weight mesh shell which fits like a camisole and a matching black leather coat that barely comes to the waist. In addition she had on black fishnet thigh highs lace crotchless panties and 2 inch stiletto heels.

We got into Miranda's car and I tell her to drive us to the Rainbow Room, one of the best restaurants/lounges in town. On the way I tell them we are coming and since I know the owner he has us a table waiting when we arrive.

We sat at the table and I ordered us Champaign We toasted to our new life together and after a 90 minute dinner we went next door to the lounge where we partied to some of the hottest dance tunes playing today.

As the music was pumping, Miranda gets hot and sheds her jacket. It is dark there and surprisingly enough is dressed fairly conservative compared to some of the women there.

After 30 minutes of shaking it to some of the hottest tunes and bumping and grinding next to me in a way that would be considered by most as x-rated, the D.J. slows it down and puts on a romantic song.

We embraced and immediately kiss as our bodies pressed together. One look and we knew it is time to go so without saying a word, we drove back to Miranda's lake house.

It was a nice warm summer's evening as we make it back around 10:30 and Miranda asks me have I ever made it outside under the stars and I told her I haven't 

"Wait here sweetie," Miranda said as she went upstairs to get some blankets, pillows, a bag containing some wine, fruit, whipped cream two glasses and a pack of cigarettes.

Taking me by the hand she led me to the dock which extends out over the water. The night is dark but the moon is full. It and the stars were the only light we have. We laid our things out on the dock and spent the rest of the night making sweet monkey love under the canopy of space to the orchestra of the night.

During the night, we made love in every position imaginable and instead of going into the finer details of what happened I will just let your own imagination fill in the blanks. Just know this, if it could have been done, we probably did it. In addition just to give you a little hint of what occurred, picture whipped cream and honey being licked off the "vital areas" of Miranda and myself by each other

As the sun was just coming up over the horizon the next morning, Miranda was riding me cowgirl style and we both climaxed. We kissed and sat on the dock as we watched the sun slowly come up then gathered out things walked hand in hand to the house and adjourned to her private bed chamber where we slept until well after noon.

After we awoke the following day, we spent most of it as well as the rest of the weekend in bed doing nothing but having hot unbridled passionate sex, taking only time for eating and a few breaks to re-gather our strength.

Who would have ever known that underneath that tough exterior, Miranda was a lovable, sweet, kind and compassionate person but not only that but deep inside beat the heart of a sex crazed nymphomaniac. I guess it just goes to show you that you can't always judge a book by its cover.



Hidden Desires



Tired of the review, Lisa and Ricky decided to watch the movie "No Strings Attached." When the movie reached the sex activity, Lisa took the DVD player control and paused the movie. She looked at Ricky and admitted a rather surprising secret.

"Ricky! I'm aroused!" Lisa moved closer to Ricky and put her left hand over Ricky's crotch. She smiled before saying, "and so are you!"

"Lisa! I don't know how to say it discreetly but I'd like to do it with you now."

Both went to the bedroom and Ricky locked the door. Lisa began to undress leaving only her bra and panty on. Ricky's heart began to beat fast as he also removes his clothing and left only his boxer's on. Lisa climbed the bed and seductively motioned Ricky to climb the bed, as well. Lisa bit her lower lip upon seeing Ricky's erection obviously bulging in his boxer's. She parted her thighs to seduce Ricky more by gently massaging her vaginal area covered by her panty. Ricky moves forward looking at her nudity. Lisa is so pretty in her nakedness.

Ricky climbed the bed and Lisa positioned herself in preparation for the foreplay. He kissed Lisa's hand and he kisses his way up to her lips traversing her arm up to her shoulder. When he is kissing her neck, Lisa caressed his body, tracing her way down, feeling his bulging erection. Ricky responded by moving his hand underneath her and loosening her bra.

After unlocking her bra strap, Ricky moved in caressingly inside her bra and began to gently massage her breast. Lisa took the opportunity to also move in. She slid her hand inside Ricky's boxer's and finally made her first skin contact with his organ which she longed to feel inside her : invading her womb. Feeling her touch, Ricky kissed Lisa passionately.

He transferred his hand from her breast to her slit. He also slid in her panty and made his first contact with her pussy which he would never leave untouched by his hands, by his lips, by his tongue, and, of course, by his fuck pole.

The heat went up and their lust grew stronger. He helped her totally remove her bra which made him gently utter "Wow!" before he licks her nipples one after another. He began to suck her breast, the one he massaged a while ago while he cupped and massage the other one using his other hand.

Ricky practically covered strategic points which can make Lisa beg him to fuck her immediately. With one of Ricky's hands on one of the breasts, his mouth on the other breast, and his other hand inside her panty beginning to play with her clit, Lisa moans gently; mumbling "fuck me, please!"

Ricky hears this but he opted to incite Lisa's lust further so that she would not resist anymore how he plans to fuck her. She is obviously horny at this point and she does not want to wait any longer. She began to remove Ricky's boxer's which gave him the signal to also remove Lisa's panty. After a few seconds both are naked. 

"Remember, no strings attached" Lisa reminded.

"Yes!" Ricky agreed as he continue to caress Lisa's slit.

"Ooohh!" Lisa moaned as Ricky felt that she is beginning to already wet. Ricky began to reposition himself below Lisa's waistline, on top of her, between her thighs. Ricky placed Lisa's legs over his shoulder so he can effectively prepare Lisa's slit for his invasion. He began to kiss Lisa's inner thigh; licking his way to her pubic area. His tongue navigates thoroughly until it reaches her slit. Lisa put her hands over Ricky's head as his tongue tries to look for her clitoris.

"Oooohh!" moaned Lisa. Ricky began to play with her clit; he sucked and licked it randomly. As he does this, he caresses Lisa's body further as his hands navigates up her body back to her breasts. He cups both of them again as he moves his tongue in, licking Lisa's inner vaginal walls.

"Ooohh!" Lisa uttered as her body twitched indicating that her lust has increased further.

Ricky transferred his right hand to Lisa's pussy and as he licks her clit more, he began fingering the wet fuck hole of Lisa. 

After a few seconds Ricky stopped and looked at Lisa. Without any words, he moved to lie beside Lisa and he kissed her in the lips. With the eye contact, Lisa knew exactly what she needs to do now that Ricky is lying.

She got up and moved over Ricky positioning her pubic area on top of Ricky's mouth. After settling in a sixty-nine sexual position, Ricky continued licking her pussy as she gradually licks his erected rod. She used her hands to caress Ricky's balls hoping that it will help produce a massive volume of hot semen she longs to feel injected inside her.

She slowly licks the rod from the tip down to where it joins the balls and then back again to the tip. She opened her mouth gently as she lets Ricky's rod moves in her mouth. She gobbled his organ like a girl does to a popsicle.

"Oooh!" she heard Ricky moan. After this moan, Ricky held her butt cheeks tighter as he moves his tongue inside her cunt deeper causing her to let go of his dick and moan the words "Shit! You have to fuck me now, please!"

"Later, dear!" he said cunningly as he temporarily sets her vagina free from his invasive tongue.

Lisa bit her lower lip before smiling. She cannot anymore hide her desire to let Ricky fuck the hell out of her. Her cunt is obviously more than ready to accommodate his cock; she is very wet now with the mixture of her cunt juice and Ricky's saliva. She returned to sucking Ricky's cock, lubricating it with her own saliva, making it very much erect so that it can be very effective later when it is inserted inside her fusing his body with hers.

They were intensely engaged in that sixty-nine position for about a minute before Ricky instructed Lisa to stop sucking and lie down on her back so he can penetrate her cunt. Lisa excitedly lie down and spread her legs wide as Ricky positions on top of her aiming his very erect cock at Lisa's very wet cunt. Ricky kissed Lisa and she did not show any resistance. As Ricky sucks Lisa's tongue, he began pushing in his cock. Lisa held on Ricky's waist as his cock moves in declaring invasion inside her womb.

"Oooh! I love it!!" Lisa declared.

"You're mine!" Ricky moaned.

"Yes! I am!" Lisa confirmed.

Ricky began to slowly pump in and out of Lisa's slit; making him Lisa's master at that moment. She held tight on Ricky's body feeling every inch of his skin; smiling; thanking him silently for letting her have her hidden desire.

The bed slowly rocks as Ricky pummels in to Lisa's fuck hole.

"Harder, please!" Lisa begged.

Ricky smiled as he speed up the phase and deepen the thrust.

"Oh shit! I love this!" Lisa admitted.

Ricky kissed Lisa's neck as he felt the surge of lust inside him. The touch of Ricky's tongue on Lisa's neck boosted her lust more while the bed began to make noise as the rocking became faster. The rocking sound and the moaning of two persons in lust (not in love) blended harmoniously.

Ricky kissed Lisa's lips after her neck before he held her butt as he pumps in and out catching his breath. Lisa could not resist but to let lust mandate her body do what she needs to do. She clung on his butt as it moves along the pumping action of Ricky. She slaps it once in a while as she felt surges of her cunt juice lubricate further Ricky's very hard penis.

"Oooh!" she moaned before Ricky whispers "I am about to come!"

"Me, too! I think, I am coming, as well!" Lisa expressed as she wraps her legs around Ricky's waist.

Without talking, their body agreed to reach orgasm at the same time. Ricky pumps faster as Lisa let go of her orgasm; just in time, both moaned "Aahhhhhh!!!"

Lisa felt hot squirts of Ricky's semen being deposited inside her womb as she feels him loosen his grip and letting his body gradually collapse on top of her.

"Sorry! I can't pull mine out!" Ricky said realizing he came inside Lisa's cunt.

"It's OK! I'm safe!" Lisa smiled still catching her breath.

"Thanks!" Ricky said before kissing Lisa's lips.

"No strings attached!" Lisa said before they feel asleep.