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Glory Daze Ch. 01

By: Eagle1



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years….

Story One – Elegantly Wasted

Toby had been one of the first guys I met when my family moved to Colorado. We had both gone out for and joined the football team my first year of school. He'd been just like one of the other guys.

I think it's safe to say that I liked him immediately. And our friendship had started from the first day of football practice.

But now Toby was different.

It had started with little things.

But even though Toby had become one of those guys who is mostly a loner, and who quickly gets pushed to the social fringes because of his eccentricities, we remained close friends throughout school, much to the surprise of everyone else.

The guys called him a stoner.

He stood out from the day to day surroundings of the backcountry. A person who looked like he would be a better fit in New York or Los Angeles. He dyed his blond hair blue.

Then there were the other whispers. You see the hair was only part of it. Toby didn't act like his fellow teammates. He smoked cigarettes like a chimneystack. He skipped out on classes to smoke pot. His regular friends weren't the other jocks on the team. He ran with the leather jacket wearing, dangerous looking crowd most people would ordinarily call bad elements. The girls he was seen with frequently were the kind that most people in polite society would call trash, along with the staple Goth chicks in leather.

The guys called him a fag.

But never to his face. Toby did not overtly act gay. Not that he acted like a straight jock either. He had his own signature style. He was a great football player, and that would have saved his rep with most of the guys anyway. But, frankly, some of the guys were nervous around him, because of the whispers. Even though everyone had seen him macking on girls at the football parties he did go to. Most girls I knew found him alluring. He was certainly handsome. And he was rugged and built from hours spent in the gym.

Toby was a heartbreaker.

It was like he lived some kind of weird, schizophrenic double lifestyle. Sometimes I wished that I had the courage to act so carefree. In reality, I knew that Toby and I might be friends, but I was far too constrained by my own social circle to live with such outward abandon.

I lived the life of the typical jock.

The Proposition

All this was running through my mind as I watched Toby walk up the other side of the street with a Latino girl on his arm. She was a rough looking character, and she was snapping her bubble gum and wearing his leather jacket. Toby rarely wore the letterman's jacket he got because of his position on the varsity squad. His outfit today consisted of a ripped up sleeveless shirt and leather pants. It never surprised me the kind of shit I would see him dressed in. As it had no sleeves, I noticed that he'd gotten a new tattoo of a dragon curled around his left bicep.

It looked pretty cool.

I was coming out of a store with some supplies that I'd picked up when Toby noticed me looking in his direction. He gave me a friendly little wave, and patted his girl on the ass, sending her into coffee shop with an open mouthed French kiss in front of God and everybody. Once he'd sent her inside he jogged over to where I was standing by my bike.

"Marc, my man," he asked, all shit-eating grin, "How's it goin?"

"Not too bad," I said, giving his proffered hand a manly shake, "Who's the girl?"

"Just some bitch I met," he said, dismissively, "She puts out, man, that's all I care about."

"Yeah, well," I said grinning at him, "What more do you want?"

"That's just my point," he said, guardedly, "I need to ask a favor, dude, and I knew you were the man to talk to."

"Oh?" I inquired, "What can I do for you?"

"I met this girl over in Fort Collins."

He paused then. It seemed like he wanted to say more, but he looked oddly shy for a second, and then looked away up the street. 

"Tell me more, man," I said, encouragingly, "Don't leave me in suspense."

"Well," he said, slowly collecting his wits, "She's looking for a guy for her friend."

"Dude," I asked him, "Are we talking doubles here? As in date?"

"Something like that," he said nodding, and then leaning towards me conspiratorially he put his hand on my shoulder and said, "These bitches only come in pairs. Can't have one without the other and all that bullshit. Man, they want to try a foursome and I thought maybe you'd be the man to help us out."

"At the same time?" I asked lasciviously, "Don't worry, man. I've got your back. That's awesome."

He looked, well, a little relieved, like a guy who's nervous about something, but still figured he knew what the outcome would be.

"Christ, bro," I said, "I'm always up for that kind of shit."

"Well you and I've been friends for a while," he said, hitting me on the arm, "But not everyone's into that kind of shit. I figured you'd be the man."

"Yeah, I'm all over that," I said enthusiastically, "Happy to help a brutha out. What're we talking about?"

"Oh, they're hot man, they're…."

Toby started to give me the details, but a shout from his little Latin mama across the street brought him back to reality.

"Duty calls," he said shrugging, "Look. I'll call you in a couple days. Tell you all about it. So keep Friday night open man, okay?"

I nodded and with that he was off and back to the side of his woman. But, good as his word, he did call me up later and told me he'd gotten all the details taken care of. My date was to be a surprise, but he stressed that I wouldn't be disappointed. I was also to pick up a box of condoms for us for the evening. We agreed that we'd all meet up with the girls at one of the bars in Fort Collins that Friday night. Simple as pie.

The Bar

The air in room was thick and smoky.

I took a drag off my cigarette and then casually ashed it into the tacky green plastic ashtray that sat on the bar. I took a swig from my Corona at the same time.

I glanced around at the other bar patrons. Most of them were huddled around in small groups shooting the shit or trying to pick up women. There were also plenty of folks out on the dance floor, stomping around or slow dancing as the tempo of the music changed from time to time. It was country music mostly. The kind of stuff that I rarely ever listened to unless I was in a place like this.

We were all dressed pretty much the same, it being a sweltering night. I had on one of those muscle tank top shirts. I knew it showed off my upper body to its best advantage and called attention to my painted on jeans. Capping off my ensemble, such as it was, was my favorite black Stetson hat. Never got laid without it. Or at least I didn't used to back then.

The rest of the patrons were dressed much the same as myself, more or less. The women sought either to show off or to keep as cool as they possibly could. The men had much the same motives. The only one who'd shown up dressed any differently was Toby. He was dressed pretty much the same as everyone else, but he'd left off the hat and decided to go leather jacket cool instead.

My date was saying something to Toby, and that drew my attention back to the matter at hand.

Toby had been right, not that I'd ever doubted him for a moment. My date was a hot number. I love hot women. Especially when they have nice big tits hanging down in front of them like Marissa's did that night. Marissa was blonde. Very blonde, if you take my meaning. With all the baggage that phrase implies. So was her friend Viviane, Toby's date. But she was smoking fine. All tight curves. Luscious round ass and legs that never stopped.

I don't know what Toby had been thinking. Probably the same thing he'd been thinking with. His taste in women was very broad, but I always thought he, like me, steered more towards brunettes than blondes. Maybe he'd thought I'd like these two. Who knows? When all was said and done, they had tits and a pussy each, so I was satisfied. Besides it wasn't every day of the week you had the opportunity to fuck someone who looked like they could make a living in porn.

The bubble gum twins had met us here about a half hour before. Aside from making me horny as hell, there wasn't much else to them. The conversation had me bored out of my mind within three minutes flat. As often as I'd heard dumb blonde jokes, I guess until now I'd figured that it was some sort of unfair stereotype. But then again I guess it wouldn't be a stereotype if it didn't have some grain of truth somewhere. These two fit the bill perfectly.

Finally after a couple beers Marissa said the first meaningful thing to come out of her mouth that evening.

"So are you guys gonna fuck us or what?"

I glanced up coolly up at the titty sisters and thought to myself that fucking them was about all they were probably good for. But instead of verbalizing that thought I put on my most handsome grin and said, "Darlin that sounds like a good plan to me. Toby, my man, what do you say?"

Toby smiled equally charmingly at both Viv and Marissa, giving each one his full attention in turn.

I thought the look in his eyes was more that of a predator running down his prey, but then he said most encouragingly, "Well ladies, I've paid cash for a hotel room that's just going to waste. Why don't we go fuck until we can't stand up anymore?"

The girls giggled like virgins at a rodeo, their DD cup tits bouncing up and down in those too tight shirts like little metronomes. I found it quite hypnotic.

"Come on then," said Toby, with a slight nod of his head.

And then he was off towards the door. The girls smiled at one another as if sharing a secret and followed where he led. That left me the odd one out still at the bar. I slammed back the rest of my beer and put a few bills down on the counter to cover the last round of drinks.

We were hurried with carnal anticipation. Although the ride to the motel was pretty short all things considered, being only slightly further down the interstate than where we had just met up. The girls had driven to the bar in their own vehicle, while Toby had taken a truck, which I'm sure he borrowed from his dad. I'd hitched a ride with him. To be fair, I rode in the jeep with Marissa following Toby and Viv in his truck. In twenty short minutes we were all standing outside Room 314 of the local Motel 6. The parking lot had all of the usual suspects: truckers and folks passing through looking for a place to stay, and of course those people like us four who were just looking for a secluded spot to have a good time. The overall lack of vehicles in the lot seemed to indicate that most of the place was empty.

Which was fine by me.

Room 314

The nice thing about this motel, I thought to myself, as I casually leaned against the wall, one arm around Marissa's shoulders, was that you could go directly to your room without having to run into anyone else. It was the ideal locale to get laid in.

Toby got the door key to work after the second try and we all tumbled in.

The room was a typical double on the first floor. Two queen size beds stood against one wall and there were the other usual assorted amenities of dressers, bedside tables, a shitty little television with HBO, and the like. Toby and I had been here earlier. A bottle of cheap champagne was chilling on the dresser, next to the box of condoms I'd purchased that afternoon, keeping company with some pot and a pipe that lay on the bedside table closest to the bathroom.

The piece of shit room didn't have any air conditioning I noticed. A ceiling fan was going round and round above our heads. Toby smiled and opened up a sliding glass door in the back of the room that looked like it opened up onto a small patio. There were bushes and shit between what looked like a pool area and our room, so you couldn't quite see into the room from the pool.

Viv was the one to speak up first, "Great, there's a pool. Is there a hot tub?"

"Just like the sign says out front, baby," quipped Toby, taking off his leather jacket and tank top, leaving his chest bare, "We've got everything here."

I got distracted when the girls giggled as they caught sight of the tattoo on Toby's bare back for the first time. He had a giant colorful oriental dragon curled into a spiral over the right shoulder blade. He walked over to where the pipe was located and smiled at us.

"Anyone want some?" he smiled at us as he said it, sitting on the edge of the bed.

The girls giggled again, which was getting a little annoying by this point, but since they were cute and fuckable, I forgave them. Each moved nearer Toby, one sitting on either side, sort of hanging on him.

I sat down on the other bed across from Toby. He took a hit from the pipe and then passed it to Viv, who did the same and passed it to Marissa. I got my turn last. The weed hit me pretty strong at first, since I wasn't all that used to it.

But it gave me a nice mellow feeling.

Toby just ignored everything, and took another hit when I offered the pipe back to him. When he was finished he reached one hand up to grab onto Viv's right tit. Maybe she was starting to feel the effects of the pot or maybe she was just naturally a slut, after all she had come here to get royally fucked, but she responded by kissing him back with a passion that bordered on obscene. Which was perfect to me. Their tongues danced into each other's mouths. The pipe was quickly passed back over to Marissa, who made good use of it. Toby and Viv, oblivious to the rest of us in the room, just started going at. He leaned her way so that he pushed her down onto the bed until he was resting on his elbows on top of her.

The stifling heat of the room was somewhat abated by the cooler evening breeze coming in from the open sliding glass doors. I decided to slip out of my shirt, what little of it there was, in order to take the most advantage I could from the cooler air. I leaned back onto the bed when I was finished and looked over at Marissa, who until now had been ignoring my presence. Toby was otherwise engrossed in getting off Viv's top as quickly as possible.

Marissa was a piece of art, I decided.

She had no brains to speak of, but those fucking big tits really were perfect. Her sleeveless shirt had ridden up enough by this point to expose her smooth tight stomach. And as she sat on the end of that bed across from me, she crossed her legs. Undoubtedly her best feature. Long and lean, shaved smooth.

As I leaned there, with my mind considering all of the amusing possibilities of such a body, I grew harder against the front of my jeans. When I started rubbing my crotch Marissa finally took a last drag from the pipe and got up and set it down on top of the dresser. She then looked over at me lounging across the bed and smiled.

I smiled back, knowing what was coming.

She walked over to me and peeled off her tight shirt. She was braless and those gorgeous mounds spilled down in front of her, each still young enough and firm enough that they had a youthful bounce that kept them up near her chest. Each breast sported a round rosy nipple. Big, but not so large as to overpower the milky whiteness of skin.

Behind her Toby had begun to undo Viv's shorts and pulled them off to reveal a beautiful shaven pussy, its lips pink and swollen in anticipation.

Marissa, smartly, came up between the beds and got down onto her knees in front of me. She undid my belt buckle and began to slide off my tight jeans. The bulge of my johnson was obvious. Once she'd slipped the jeans to my knees, she pulled down my tented boxers too, determined to get at her prize underneath.

I never know what a woman is going to say or do when she first sees my cock in its glory. Usually there is a moment of pleasure or panic, or both. Sometimes it's just good old fashioned satisfaction. Marissa's eyes got larger as she took in the half hard log before her. I could feel my little man harden further as she stared, apparently never having seen a man as big as myself, although she was undoubtedly not a virgin.

"Hot damn!" she exclaimed.

Smirking at her, I asked, "So, darlin are you gonna use it or do I need to give you an instruction manual?"

"I'm no virgin you know," she responded tartly, "I can handle it."

Toby lifted his head up from Viv's pussy lips for a moment to look at us. His eyes drifted from my face, down my muscular torso until he reached my dick. Then he hesitated for a moment, his eyes growing ever so imperceptibly. Then he grinned slowly. It was like he was checking out my equipment. He may have seen me in the showers plenty times before, but he'd never seen me at full staff. Neither of us were the kind who popped a boner in the locker room.

His eyes met mine again as he smirked at me, but he didn't dwell long, turning his attention back to his business.

Marissa meanwhile had definitely decided she could handle me, if there'd been any doubt in the first place. She took her hands and started working my shaft, while she used her tongue to lick my balls. Then she proceeded to give me the best blowjob she knew how to do, working my shaft, sucking on the tip, sliding as much of me down her throat as she could manage. The girl knew her stuff. I suppose she'd spent plenty sweaty nights with boys in cars and seedy motel rooms like this one. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of her warm wet tongue on my nether regions, feeling the sweep of her long blonde hair as it brushed against my thighs and six-pack.

I heard someone getting up off a bed and then Toby asked me in a voice gruff from exertion, "Marc, where'd I put the raincoats again?"

It took me a second before I could find the words, "Over on the dresser."

That was indeed where we'd left the box of condoms. I didn't know how often Toby or I was going to cum, but I always figured I'd get plenty of use out of the leftovers, and it was cheaper to buy them in bulk.

I looked at the bed past Marissa's head as she worked her way around my cock. Viv was laying there, now completely naked, stretched back across it luxuriously. She had a better body than Marissa, no doubt about it. Somehow it was more shapely and more proportioned, whereas Marissa was more voluptuous and a little shorter, stockier. Not that there was much difference between the two otherwise.

Toby had stripped off his boots, jeans and boxers. A rattlesnake adorned his right ass cheek. He'd found the condoms and unwrapped one of the extra pleasure ribbed and lubricated ones with his teeth. I got a good view of his extended equipment when he turned towards Viv to put it on. He was a respectably good-sized boy, surprisingly larger than average, but no where near my league.

In a hurry to get to her pussy, he stroked himself as he slipped the rubber down his shaft.

Fully protected, Toby climbed onto the bed near Viv. He turned her over so that she was on her knees; her ass stuck up, waving in the air. Using the flat of his hand, he first gave her a light slap across the backside, teasingly, and then used the fingers of both hands to massage and prep her ass and the pussy hole he'd just freshly sucked. She looked back in his direction, longingly, begging to be fucked. He pulled apart her cheeks exposing her pussy to his hungry cock and positioned himself at her hole. He only pressed the shaft against her, but didn't go any further.

She moaned with his touch, waiting, looking back at him again with that look that said so much. Then with aching slowness he entered her. When he was buried inside, he took his hands and placed them on her hips to guide her. Slowly he moved back and forth inside her, releasing her hips once she had gotten into a rhythm of fucking him back.


Glory Daze Ch. 01



On his knees, his ass muscles clenched as he jack hammered her pussy, plowing into her, sometimes grabbing her hips again when he couldn't help himself. Viv started to moan quite loudly and Toby began to grunt with effort. Her pussy made some of the customary farting sounds as the air between his mighty thrusts escaped her lips from time to time around his cock. Then he leaned over her, arching his chest against her back, so that he could cup her breasts into both of his hands. Placing little kisses up and down her spine as he did so.

Watching him thrust just got me going and made me harder than ever before.

"Marissa, let me fuck you," I begged my partner.

She got up, some of her saliva still clinging to my iron rod, and slipped off her tight Daisy Duke shorts. She smiled over her shoulder as she went over to the dresser and took one of the condoms out one of the box. Her underwear was a white thong that disappeared up into the crack of her ass.

"Do you know how to torture a boy," I said, grinning crookedly.

"Let's see where this goes," she said inquiringly.

She unwrapped it more delicately than Toby had his.

"Hope it fits," she added.

"No problem, baby," I said, "I got the extra large size."

She slipped it down my shaft with a practiced ease, the sheath providing an extra sensation and yet somehow dulling the experience as well.

Toby meanwhile had flipped Viv over so that she was now facing him, and he paused for a moment to eat her pussy again.

Once my prick was dressed up to play, Marissa wasted no time in climbing on top of me and pushing aside her thong. I helped her position herself above me, and guided her down onto my purple head. Her shaven pussy was pretty tight, but it was also pretty dry, and it occurred to me for the first time that I hadn't bothered to get her lubed up at all, which was a major mistake on my part as there was no way that she was going to get my nearly ten inches of dick inside her without some kind of extra lubrication, at least not painlessly. The head of my dick was wedged between her pink lips, but it was going no further. She gave up trying to force the situation and I hurriedly spit into my right hand as I lay back against the bed and jacked my rubber sheathed cock off until my efforts had achieved an extra level of lube around the thing that was allegedly lubricated already. With my other hand I worked her pussy and clit for a minute with practiced ease. What had been a sense of frustration began to turn into pleasure as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feelings that I was stimulating. She was not yet near an orgasm, but she was getting moist around the edges and that would be enough to start with.

I helped her climb back on top of me, and this time when she straddled me and she sank down onto my cock, I actually began to enter her. My dick edged past her lips inch by inch until I hit the very back of cervix. Her ass rested against my balls, and I was buried inside her further than any man had ever been before me. Her pussy walls surrounded me with their velvety smoothness leaving me hidden up inside her womb.

Then our fucking began in earnest.

Marissa bounced down onto my thighs and I thrust back against her waiting pussy. She moaned telling me she enjoyed the way I filled her up. I alternated my strokes to give her different sensations. With my hands I grabbed firmly onto her ass, to help steer her and control her rocking movements to give her the most pleasure possible. I was rewarded by the tickle of her juices that I could now see coating my shaft. She would be cumming hard soon.

I looked over at Toby for a minute saw that he had continued his work in Viv's cunt oblivious to Marissa and me. Viv was positioned with her back against the bed and there was a pillow placed under the small of her back. Still on his knees, as when he was fucking her doggy style, Toby was slipping into her this way. Face up. I watched as he leaned over her, then on his hands and knees, his thrusting even more intense than it had been earlier. He leaned his head down and they began kissing intermittently between his more serious bouts of thrusting.

Then Marissa said to me, seeing the direction of my gaze, "Marc, give it to me harder. I want to feel your big cock slam into me the way his is slamming into her."

I wondered not for the first time whether Toby had fucked these two before? And how often? Did Marissa know his cock as intimately as she was getting to know mine? Then it occurred to me to ask myself why it should even matter at all. I'd fucked girls with other guys before. Why should it matter now?

But for some reason it did.

Then Toby did something that no guy had ever done to me. He looked over at me as we fucked. Really watching me, watching him. Acknowledging it. He was getting off on it. On me. Not his cock stuffed into Viv's cunt, although I'm sure that helped, no he was enjoying me being there, getting off too, and getting off watching him. It was the weirdest feeling, not like the solidarity one guy feels when another one scores. Something stirred within me that I didn't even know was there. 

For the first time I really took in Toby's body. Not as an object of respect, the way a guy sees another built guy or envies his skill at sports or whatever, but as an object of desire.

The same thing I felt when looking at Marissa.

I watched his tight ass as it worked, as the muscles clenched powerfully with each thrust, the way his thighs contracted in that position. The way his arms flexed as he supported himself there. I realized for the first time that he was looking at me the same way, and that I was enjoying it. I was enjoying him. And it was making me harder than ever.

Usually, the first time I'm in an unfamiliar pussy I come pretty fast. Which is good, because then I can really hold out the second, third, fourth or however many times and make it last for my partner, give me time to make her cum over and over.

But suddenly I was thrown off balance. I wanted to cum desperately and I couldn't. Toby and I were in a race.

I knew one thing, I sure as shit was never going to get there pumping at this leisurely pace.

Without much warning I flipped Marissa over onto her back, temporarily forcing the air from her lungs. She looked up at me surprised, but also pleased. Apparently she liked it rough. I pulled her one leg over my shoulder and half kneeling on the bed I proceeded to give her the hardest pounding of her young life.

I was desperate to cum.

She moaned and groaned in response to my thrusts. I could feel the spasming of her pussy lips and knew she was enjoying herself; it was only a matter of time before she came all over the place. We made it like that for a long time. Sometimes in my haste I would pull out too far and when I thrust back against her it would be against her outside of her pussy lips and not inside. I was so engrossed in watching Toby that I didn't even notice until she'd pull me back inside her again.

I felt my balls start to churn in that slow steady pleasure you feel before you spill your seed, but still, even enveloped in the velvety grip of her pussy, I couldn't make it over the hill. Every time I thought I was going to explode, the feeling would subside and it would just be me thrusting frantically again.

Toby was having about the same amount of luck I guess. With Viv's legs now over his shoulders he was banging away, really nailing her. He looked at me, and then looked at my cock. He stared at my thrusts very intently, measuring the strength of each one with his eyes as he watched. Then suddenly I knew that something had snapped inside of him. Whatever he'd been holding onto, whatever wall had been blocking him suddenly crumbled. I could see intense pleasure screw up his face and he looked me right in the eyes as he came. He had that glassy-eyed look of happiness that told me everything I needed to know.

And it nearly pushed me over the edge too.

Marissa meanwhile, was working on her own orgasm and was not to be denied. She grabbed the muscles of my shoulders and hung on like she was on a bucking bronco. My thrusts were no longer steady and were coming fast, hard and jagged in their rhythm. 

Toby had collapsed onto the bed with Viv and the two engaged in some post-coital coupling.

My cock was feeling the pull from Marissa's tight snatch. Her arched back and long low moan were enough to convince me that she'd reached whatever orgasm she might have been good for at that point, screaming like a banshee. It only took me a matter of thirty or so more thrusts before I loosened my load into my latex glove. My orgasm was very intense, and Marissa took her time finishing off hers as well. For a minute I felt as if in shock. I just knelt there, suspended, cock still in pussy, waiting for the last shudder to leave my body.

When it came I looked down at Marissa's grinning face, and smiled at her in return. I still felt pretty stiff, but was slowly softening. And I pulled out of her cunt with a satisfying sucking sound. The condom glistened with her moist juices and I could see my own cum inside it lodged around my mushroom head.

I crashed on the bed, devoid of energy for a moment.

We all sort of lay there for a minute. Marissa got up far enough to reach her purse and pulled out some smokes. I took the proffered cigarette and lit hers and mine. Usually, being an athlete, I don't smoke, but this evening I'd already lit up three.

I leaned back on the bed, against the pillows, and wiped the sweat from my brow. My cock, still sheathed, was deflating to the point where I pulled the condom off with ease and tossed it into the wastebasket. Marissa cuddled against my strong chest under the protection of my left arm.

"Christ," I said, "It's hotter than a fuck on a Sunday morning in here."

Viv was the first one to speak up and suggested that maybe we should take advantage of the pool. Glancing at the clock on the television revealed that it was 11:03 pm. We'd been fucking for over half an hour, but it sure as hell didn't feel that long.

Marissa pointed out that we hadn't brought our suits and neither of them were wearing bras. Toby suggested that since it was quiet maybe we could go skinny dipping or something.

"Why don't you and Marissa go check out the pool," suggested Toby to Viv, "And Marc and I will be out in a minute. Then we can all come back to the room and get laid again."

The way he said it made me nervous. For a few seconds I had forgotten the whole incident that had happened a few minutes earlier, but now I had this strange feeling that I should cover my dick in his presence. Even though he'd just watched me nail the shit out of this bitch.

Marissa and Viv pulled their clothes on and went out to the pool.

Toby got up and lit the pipe again, taking a long hit. I sat up on the edge of the bed and took the pipe when it was offered to me.

"Was that good or what?" Toby asked with his signature grin, "Didn't I tell you they'd be eager little beavers?"

"Yeah," I said, taking a second hit, "You did."

Toby kind of leaned towards me from where he was sitting on the bed. I wasn't sure if I felt uncomfortable or not.

"So, man," I said, trying to keep what I was feeling out of my voice, "What was that anyway?"

What was I feeling?

"That was some cheap good ole fashioned fucking," replied Toby.

"Don't fuck with me dude," I told him, "You know what I mean."

"That was nothing," he replied, "This is something."

Without warning Toby moved his ass from his bed to a place next to me on my bed. I froze. Never in my life had I been in such a position. Toby put his hand on my thigh.

"Come on, Marc," he said, in a low voice, "Don't tell me you didn't like it. Don't tell me you don't like what I'm doing now."

His hand moved dangerously up my leg into territory that hereto now had only been the territory of a girl or my right hand.

I turned to look into his eyes, and they held me there piercingly. My mind jogged back to the last girlfriend that I'd had, and I remember she used to look at me that way. But there was something else in those eyes. I realized that was the way that most girls must see my eyes looking at them, with need and lust.

But I was damned if I wanted him to stop.

He leaned in and before I could help myself I was kissing him back. So different from kissing Marissa a few minutes ago or any of the other girls I've dated or fucked. There was no masculine or feminine dynamic. Just each of us striving for dominance and enjoying each other's tongue.

One thing I did realize in those few minutes of making out was that my feelings for women hadn't evaporated in the least. But as this awakening came, I realized simply and as a matter of fact was that I must be bisexual. The idea of being queer didn't even enter my mind, or the equation, nor did the usual petty insults or jabs at the guys who were on the periphery of the social scene.

Then just as suddenly, Toby broke it off. I could have gone on for a while. It was a new experience and I found that I was enjoying it.

"Are you gay?" I asked him, calmly, not really thinking the question through before asking it.

"Are you?" he asked in response.

Well there it was. I guess I had my answer and I saw myself reflected back in his eyes. It's no wonder we had always been drawn together.

Toby quickly got down on his hands and knees in front of me. I was in so much uncharted territory here I didn't know how to respond. I was completely being taken for a ride and I leaned back and let Toby take me where he wanted to go. It was a good thing. No better or worse than Marissa's blowjob had been earlier. Just different. Especially the feeling of Toby's fine five o'clock shadow rubbing against my cock and balls.

All too soon it was over, as I exploded into his mouth, and he expectantly got up and sat on the bed opposite me. Turn about is fair play I guess. My virgin mouth went down to his dick searchingly. I'd never imagined in a million daydreams that I'd ever be here doing this with him or any other guy. Experimentally, I took him in my mouth a couple inches at a time, trying to get him inside. Trying desperately to remember the instructions that I always gave to the newbie girls I fucked. Slowly and awkwardly it came back to me, and I was rewarded by Toby's pleasured groans and moans. Then before I even realized what was happening he too was cumming. In my mouth of all places, just as I'd done to him a few minutes before. The taste was salty and not quite pleasant. I could see why some women were not that excited about guys cumming down their throats. Spit or swallow time passed as I instinctively swallowed what he gave me. It didn't feel like all that much, especially considering it was his second time cumming in a matter or minutes, even if we were young and had the quick response times that guys have at that age.

"Dude," I said, trying to get the salty taste out of my mouth, standing up and walking away, "Do you take it up the ass?"

"I did once," he admitted grudgingly.

By this time I had made it to the bathroom sink and was using my hands as a cup to get some water to my mouth to drink. Nasty aftertaste I thought to myself. Like the one time I'd had escargots as a kid.

"Jack Collins," Toby continued for my benefit when I came back out of the bathroom and turned to look at him.

As if anticipating my next question, he said, "He's queer as a three dollar bill. He used to give some of the guys blowjobs before the games last year. Sort of the team slut. Well, with one or two of us anyway."

"Nobody told me," I said, stressing nobody.

"Well, you hang out with Greg and Steve and they're not known for being very queer friendly," he said by way of explanation.

"They're all right," I said, maybe more defensively than was necessary.

"Yeah, well Jack doesn't know you guys like I know you guys."

I stood there leaning against the door to the bathroom and grunted acknowledgement. Toby had a point, even if I didn't want to admit. Steve and Greg were some of my closest buddies, but they weren't gay friendly by any stretch. Sometimes you forget things hanging around with guys like that all the time.

"Besides," Toby went on, pulling my thoughts back to the present in the process, "Did you know you were going to react this way?"

"I don't know," I said.

"Well now you do."

"So, was this a setup or something?" I asked him frankly, the look on my face demanding an answer.

"No, man," he sighed, "I like pussy as much as you do. I'd be lying though if I'd said I hadn't dreamed about it happening. I don't know. Am I fucked up?"

He looked scared and fragile for a minute, so like a little kid.

"No," I said softly, and then with more emphasis, "No, you are not fucked up, or at least no more than anyone else. No hard feelings, dude. I can't promise you more than is in me to give, but this…whatever it was…is cool."

He looked relieved. It never occurred to me that Toby gave a shit what anyone thought of him, but obviously that just wasn't the case. That was when we heard laughter coming from the pool, and it jogged us back to the reality of our surroundings.

"Oh, the girls," he said devilishly, suddenly smiling.

"Wonder what they're up to?" I asked, rhetorically.

We both moved to slip on our boxer shorts, figuring that'd be enough in this weather. And being otherwise naked as jaybirds we set off towards the incessant giggling we heard coming from the pool.

The Pool

The pool was ever so slightly up a little path from our back patio, sheltered as the path was by a row of tall hedges. The two buildings of the motel formed an "L" shape and the pool was set a little between and back from them so that it couldn't be seen from the main walkway to the hotel, unless you chose to follow the short path from the ground floor. That and there was a high privacy fence that surrounded the pool to separate it from what looked like an old mini-put golf green. All of which offered a considerable amount of isolation.

Toby and I heard the girls as we walked up to the pool. The breeze was cooler and it felt good against my back. Toby opened the door to the pool area and we went in. Marissa and Viv were not alone, and it looked like they'd found a way to pass the since we'd left them alone.

 Viv was in the pool, shirt still on, splashing around and having a good old time. Marissa was on the edge of the pool, her feet tangling in the water. Viv's shirt was plastered wetly to her tits in like she'd been in a wet t-shirt contest.

In the water near Marissa was a guy of unknown origin who was trying hard to get more familiar with her. Another guy was sitting on the other edge of the pool smoking a cigarette and a third guy was standing near Marissa, a smoke in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other. In fact there were several bottles of beer near the edge of the pool. Marissa took a swig of one of her own.

"Toby! Marc!" called out Viv, waving, just as the guy in the pool with her splashed water her way, "We were wondering what happened to you."

"Long story," said Toby.

"Well," said Marissa, "These guys were down here when we got here and they decided to keep us company while we were waiting for you. Marc, Toby, this is Spencer, Mike, and Kyle," she said pointing out each of us in turn.

We exchanged the usual courtesies. The guys were, like Toby and I, in just shorts or whatever passed for them, except the one identified to me as Spencer, who had on one of those white tank top shirts, wife beater style.

Spencer, standing near Marissa, told us, "Why don't you guys help yourselves to a beer. There's plenty."

There were indeed three unopened six-packs remaining on a rusty old table near the pool.





Glory Daze Ch. 01



Toby and I said thanks, took a beer, and hunkered down with them near the pool.

"So, let's go for a little swim," said Toby after a few minutes of idle conversation, setting his beer down and taking a running jump into the pool.

Everything pretty much broke down then, Marissa slipped into the pool and everyone just mellowed out having a good time in the water. It was obvious though that Kyle and Mike, now in the pool also, were aggressively trying to put the moves onto our girls. Much to the girl's enjoyment, I might add.

Meanwhile, Spencer and I had struck up a conversation. Looks like the guys were all college kids, down from Denver way, just out taking the air for a long weekend. They were all pretty cool actually, and after a few more beers had been drunk, and more time had been spent in the warm waters of the pool, we were all pretty relaxed. Spencer and I sat a little further down the way from everyone else shooting the shit. My initial jealousy had long ago ebbed into a genuine liking for Spencer.

"That's some fine ass," he said to me after we'd passed a comfortable silence staring at the girls.

I grunted in agreement, taking another swig of beer.

"Are you guys…uh, you know?" he asked trying to get around the subject as delicately as he knew how.

"Together?" I suggested helpfully.

"Yeah," he said.

"No, it's not like that," I said, "We've got no claim on them. Never even met them before tonight."

"Cool," he said.

"I did fuck Marissa though."

"Shit, dude!" he said incredulously, "You mean you fucked her tonight?"

"Yeah, not more than two hours ago," I said with satisfaction, "Why the fuck you think we're in this flea trap?"

"She's fine, man," he said sadly, "I'd like to fuck her myself. Too bad you two already hooked up tonight."

"Shit, man," I replied, "No problem. You want some of that?"

Spencer didn't answer me right away, so I pressed him on the matter.

"Don't be such a pussy," I told him, "Yes or no?"

"Fuck yes," he grunted grudgingly, "I'd love me some of that."

"That's what I thought," I told him, and then I called out loudly to Marissa, "Yo! Marissa!"

She turned to look at me, "Yeah? What is it you got to holler all the way across the pool for?"

Kyle moved a little further away from her quickly, probably nervous that I'd caught him. For all that I was pretty sure he'd just gotten a feel of her tits under the water. The girl's wet shirts were clinging tightly to their chests, giving all of us a great view of their tits. Toby was, meanwhile, intermittently making out with Viv while Mike sat on the edge of the pool nearby, occasionally exchanging a few words with them when Toby's tongue wasn't down Viv's throat.

"Spence here wants to fuck you," I told her, "What do you say to that?"

She really looked at Spencer, maybe for the first time. In fact, not surprisingly, everyone was now looking at Spencer.

Marissa said sweetly, "Let me see your cock, Spence."

"You heard the girl," I said, elbowing him in the side with my free arm.

Spencer wasn't too sure of himself. He was probably used to fucking the college sluts up in the privacy of his dorm room, but he was on unknown territory here.

"Yeah, Spence, you pussy," said Kyle for added effect, cocky now that he knew I wasn't pissed at him for the feel, "Show her what you got."

Spencer stood up, and with a "Here goes nothing," and peeled off his tank top and undid the belt buckle holding up his jean shorts.

He pushed those down and then he pushed down his jock strap too, revealing a slowly hardening dick. I recognized Spencer as being handsome, as handsome goes, but taking a good look at him, I was relieved to realize I wasn't attracted to him in the slightest. Not the way I'd been with Toby. He reached down to start choking his snake, proudly. It was firming up to be good size, not as blessed as Toby, and certainly way out of my league, but better than many a man.

It also occurred to me that, my own boxer shorts being damp from my last couple dips in the pool, the outline of my own boner was growing against the wet material.

Spencer warmed to his audience, and with his hand now firmly encircling his dick asked Marissa, "So what do you think? Wanna take me out for a spin?"

"You're not as big as Marc there," Marissa said, "But you'll do." I shrugged to Spencer, as if to say there aren't many who are.

Marissa peeled off the shirt hat was completely plastered to the shape of her upper body.

 Spence looked down at my boner for a minute, and gave a little laugh of acknowledgement, but ignored me further in his haste to get to the girl. He stepped out of his clothes and executed a rather elegant dive into the pool. With broad powerful strokes he quickly crossed the distance to where Marissa was. Kyle sorta floated away from them, but still took in all the action. 

It was no holds barred at this point. These guys were horny, and not in the mood for preliminaries. Spencer slipped into position with Marissa floating near the edge of the pool. He dove under the surface for a second and returned with her shorts and panties as proof of her nudity. He threw them to shore and moved back into a spooning position with Marissa, cupping her tits and kissing her as he moved in the water to get into the best position for what he wanted to accomplish.

"That's it baby," he said floating there, "Hmmm, yeah…yeah, right there."

Through the rippling of the lights on the water I saw his hips push into hers, and his sigh of contentment signaled that he had now gone where at I'd already been before. Marissa leaned back in the water and proceeded to get fucked.

Spencer's need was desperate.

He'd forgotten his surroundings completely and as Marissa moaned he started talking dirty to her. "Oh, that's right, baby. You've got that tight little pussy, yes you do. Does it feel good with my big cock inside you? Do you like the way I fuck you? Do you? Oh, sweet Jesus, that's good…it's been so long."

Well that seemed about damn sure. It was just a fuck for Christ sakes, not a religious experience.

On the far side of the pool, Viv had decided to take matters into her own hands, she whispered something to Toby, and when he nodded, she moved over to Mike on the edge of the pool. Without much in the way of preliminaries she pulled down his shorts and exposed a cock that had grown thick watching Spencer fuck Marissa.

She began to blow him, much to his obvious satisfaction. Kyle seeing what was going on in the pool was perhaps feeling a little left out. He swam over to where Viv was and without permission, in his haste, pulled her shorts down and moved in behind her. It wasn't but a couple seconds and he was thrusting in earnest into her twat.

Damn, I thought. It was quiet as a mouse all around us, except for the grunting, each of the guys getting his nut off. I stroked my own shaft, and after a minute pulled it out to enjoy the feel of my hand against the wet skin. I'd cum twice already and with the stamina of youth I knew I was good for stroking these cunts well into the night, but the most I'd ever cum in a row at that point had been about nine times in one night. And the last couple of those had actually been painful.

I slipped off my soaking boxers, Toby doing the same, and we slipped into the water, sensing that our time was drawing near again.

Kyle was very horny and he came very quickly, pulling away and exposing Viv's bare backside. I slipped in behind her, pinning her once more to the wall of the pool. I spent a long time just feeling up her tits from behind as she expertly worked on Mike's cock. I rubbed my dick up and down her crack.

"Kyle," I asked him, "Have you ever seen such a beautiful piece of ass before?"

"No, man," he said.

"Neither have I," was my reply, "What's her pussy like?"

I was enjoying playing with her and she was purring around Mike's cock.

"She's got a mouth like a Hoover," Mike chimed in, and then when she wasn't going deep enough he used his hand to push her back down.

Kyle said to me, "Her hooch's made for taking cum, man. She's tight. So tight."

"That's what I thought," I said in her ear, "You're friend's being fucked by Spencer, then she's gonna be fucked by Toby. What do you think about that?"

She mumbled around the cock stuck down her throat. Mike had a fat, thick cock, although not nearly as thick as mine, but it was wicked short.

"I'm gonna fuck you like the bitch you are," I whispered to her, the water warm around my cock.

It was harder to find her pussy hole, floating in the water. I grabbed her thighs and steered her exposed ass onto my thighs, so that my dick was pointing the way to her hole. Then with all the water around my dick and the cum in her pussy, I slipped inside her, stretching out her hole as I went, planting myself there firmly. With mighty thrusts I forced my way all the way inside her used cunt. She was just like I'd imagined her to be: tight. Tighter than her friend even. It was marvelous.

So much for safe sex and condoms, I thought.

"Whatever you're doing to her," breathed Mike heavily, "Keep doing it. It makes her suck harder."

I knew what I was doing to her. I knew because every girl I'd ever fucked told me just how good I made their pussies feel with my monster.

Mike suddenly came, and Viv released him from her mouth sinking back fully against me. We were suddenly floating back into the pool from the edge and it threw off my thrusting. I pulled out of her and turned her around, so that I could look into her eyes while I violated her temple.

She was back on me like a bitch in heat, begging for my cock. She cried out to the Lord Almighty and a couple other people I didn't know while I continued fucking her. Having cum twice I was going to be good for a while before I needed to cum again.

Spencer had finished up his business with Marissa and Mike, Kyle and Toby had taken her out for a spin, taking her out of the pool so they could find new ways to fuck her senseless on dry land.

I thrust for a long time, just working Viv's cunt with my dick and her clit with my hand, kissing her slowly and bringing her to orgasm several times, her pussy spasming around my cock. It was like fucking in a waterbed and it was so, so wet.

Spencer came up behind her finally and, when he was ready, daringly slid inside her ass, allowing the water of the pool to lubricate his entrance. Viv was in a place of ecstasy and Spencer ignored her weak protests when he first started banging at her back door. I don't think she even realized what was happening. She'd never been so full in her life with my cock in her pussy and Spencer's up her ass. But then Spencer came again, as I just continued my slow and steady thrusts.

Viv felt so hot around me, so tight. Her feet erotically caressed up and down my legs in the water as we fucked. Our lips smacked loudly as she kissed me with sense of urgency. Her pussy was so snug, I was in heaven. I broke the kiss, unable to hold back for much longer. I thrust into her a little harder. 

I looked down at this goddess before me as I screwed her. Her head was arched back, hair floating in the water, her eyes closed, and she was whimpering softly. Her breasts were bobbing up and down with each of my thrusts. She lifted her legs up as far as she could as I continued to fuck her. Her foot slid back and forth along the back of my ass as my thrusting grew more powerful. In and out my shaft went, driving myself into her harder and harder with each thrust.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned, the sound growing ever louder. 

The amazing sensation of her pussy was growing exponentially. She was ready to explode. She cried out, orgasm building. And then she came. I could feel everything as her pussy writhed, all consuming, and far more powerful than Marissa's earlier experience. Viv shook in my arms, helpless, as I continued to piston in and out of her hungry twat. Her nails were clawing at my back, and she was breathing hard.

I kissed her mouth waiting mouth, but she had no strength to kiss me back. The water splashed around us every time I slammed into her, but the noise was covered by her cries. Viv wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her, smiling. Her lips found mine and she kissed me urgently, as if giving thanks. Her tongue shot far into my mouth just as my cock was stabbing far into her pussy. She moaned each time I jack hammered in and out of her helpless body.

I was losing it. She was just too hot for me to hold out for much longer. And I had been fucking her for so long already. This woman was incredible in every way.

"I'm cumming!" I grunted finally, breaking our kiss.

Her feet flailed in the water around me as he thrust into her a few more times rapidly. My cock slid into her cunt, and I held it there deep inside her. Her arms and legs wrapped around me, holding me close.

I grunted, dick jerking inside her. A long, hot load of cum shot violently out of the end of my dick and into her needy pussy. She pressed her lips against mine, kissing me as another river of my juice flowed out of my manhood and up inside her. I groaned into her mouth, shaking, as his shaft continued to spasm, shooting sperm into her accommodating pussy.

Finally, the onslaught slowed to a trickle, and I was left gasping for breath, collapsing against her in the water. She squeezed me tight with her arms and legs as the last of my cum passed into her.   "Oh, fuck!" she moaned, "I needed that! That was fun!"

She was smiling at me, so I kissed her full lips.

I stayed inside her for a long time, floating and kissing in the pool, until finally her tight pussy forced my flaccid beast out of her.

It was late in the night by this point. We went back to the guy's rooms where we smoked pot, drank the rest of the beers and champagne, and took hits of some drug they had brought with them. Mike flipped on a porn channel and we talked and laughed until I don't remember when. Every so often we'd stop while one or more of us guys stopped and fucked one of the girls again, or got a blowjob. And it was all good. Some time around four in the morning I think I lost consciousness and slipped into a nice peaceful sleep.

The Morning After

I woke up in the morning feeling more than a little the worse for wear. Mike and Toby were actually curled up together on the floor. Wonder what had gone on there? Spencer and Kyle sandwiched Marissa on another bed, and Viv was draped near me on the other bed, lying face down on her gorgeous tits.

Damn, what a night. We'd been so completely wasted.

It occurred to me that my brother had once told me the best thing for a hangover was sex. The peaceful snores coming from the bodies spread about the room confirmed that everyone was still asleep. I felt my usual morning hard on and figured I could take advantage of the situation. I climbed over on top of Viv, trying not to disturb her and slipped slowly inside her sweet cunt, having to go slowly so she could adjust to my size. I pulled out and stroked a few more times until I was all the way inside her.

Viv's silky smooth pussy enveloped me again slowly, and I heard her moan in her sleep. She was so hot, like a furnace. I moved slowly in and out of her, picking up momentum as I drove my dick in and out.

"Let me roll over," she said after a few minutes, so quietly I thought I'd imagined it at first.

I moved off of her and she turned to me and we spooned together.

"I want to see the face that goes with that cock," she purred.

I caressed her body as I did so, gently squeezing her breast, caressing her tight stomach, over her leg, and back up her thigh to her pussy. I gently fingered her clitoris and she gasped in my mouth.

Viv opened her legs up to me and allowed me to get between them. I was now on top of this naked girl, in between her sexy legs. Her breathing was labored as we kissed again, writhing against each other. Her naked pussy was so fucking wet as it rubbed along my mighty shaft. 

Her breathing was shaky when we broke our kiss. I reached in between us, and grabbed my huge pole, running the head down her swollen slit. She looked into my eyes, needing me to fill her. I head reached the entrance to her hole, and I pushed forward.

While the others slept, Viv's swollen pussy lips parted and allowed my cock to enter. Her cunt easily sucked me inside in one stroke, that's how wet she was.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned loudly.

Her wet pussy was so warm around my dick, and my lips found hers as I kept myself inside her. Her tongue eagerly darted into my mouth as she spread her legs wider around me. I began to slide in and out of her, making love to her as we kissed. Her panting grew too heavy and she was forced to break the kiss, moaning. 

My long, nearly ten inch mast slid in and out of her hungry pussy over and over again. It was so warm, so hot. I began to fuck her harder. Viv raised her feet into the air, enhancing the feeling of having me in her cunt. 

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned rhythmically as I fed her my cock.

We tried to be quiet, but the sounds of our sex were just too loud in the end. Near us I could hear Marissa giggling quietly. 

I looked down at Viv as I fucked her. Her gorgeous tits rocked up and down with each of my thrusts. Her hole was steamy and slick. I could not get over how wet she was that early in the morning.

She gently eased me off of her, rolling me onto my back beside her. The she rolled on top of me. Viv kissed me passionately, lovingly. Her near orgasm had an animal effect on her. She reached beneath her and grabbed my enormous dick, raising it into the air. Viv pressed her pussy down on it, and I easily sank into her all the way.

"Oh, Lord!" she moaned as I filled her.

She began to raise and drop her ass on her own accord, sliding her pussy up and down my rod. She moaned and cried out, riding me as fast as she could. Her tits were bouncing in front of my face. My hands were on her naked ass, squeezing her cheeks. Then deciding to let me take control again, she slid my long, thick dick out of her twat for the second time in a couple minutes. She lay on her back and I was quick to climb on top of her. She spread her long legs eagerly. I was still hard as steel, I was so excited. The head of my cock pierced her vagina, entering her in one smooth motion.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned, smiling.

Her lips found mine as I began to make love to her again. We kissed sloppily, having trouble breathing as I entered her again and again. I broke the kiss and began to fuck her harder again. I fucked her so hard; the bed was hitting the wall with a dull thud each time, underlying her cries of pleasure.  Our new friends were openly laughing now.

Viv was moaning loudly in response. She raised her feet into the air and I was fucking the shit out of her! Her huge tits were bouncing violently as I nailed her as hard as I could. I could feel my own orgasm rising. Then she came like an explosion.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she wailed.

Her pussy was pulsating. She moaned loudly. Her pussy was still convulsing. Then I lost it. I jammed my cock all the way inside her open pussy. And all too soon it was over, my cum exploding inside her.

And as I rolled off Viv, I turned to see five expectant faces looking at us.

"What?" I asked them, grinning, "I just couldn't help myself."

They roared with laughter. And this beautiful day was only just the beginning….

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Copyright © 2002, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached.



Glory Daze Ch. 02



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years….

Story Two – One Distraction Too Many

"You!" yelled Coach. "Yeah, you," he added pointing to make sure I knew it was me he was talking to, "Drop and give me fifty!"

"Now!" he added in his steely baritone when he saw me hesitate.

I was on my hands in seconds after that, loudly counting out with every pushup.

"I don't give a good god damn what you pansy asses do on your own time, but you better listen to me when I tell you I won't take any shit this year!" Coach shouted in his usual blunt manner, deciding to take this moment to let us know, yet again, his opinion on the subject of sex, and the relationship between men and women in general, when it came to his football team, "Don't fuck with me. And no sampling the merchandise! Stop smirking at me Jameson. You know what I'm talking about. You wanna make doe eyes with the little misses upstairs, fine, but do it on your own time. For the next hour you belong to me!"

The response from the twenty guys running laps that morning was a resounding "Yes, Sir!"

Coach was a real hard ass, but since he was the winningest coach in the history of our school he practically got away with murder. I needed to be careful it wasn't my murder.

This was the start of football season and we were in a heavy rotation of training. He would typically warm us up in the gym before we headed off to the weight room for our workouts.

The girls liked to watch us.

Our gym was set up so that the one big gym (that was usually used for basketball) could be separated into two smaller courts for practices. One set of stadium bleachers was pushed back against the wall most of the time and the bleachers on the other side were actually located above the main floor like a mezzanine. A smaller practice court was located up there behind them, which the ladies teams usually used. Since it opened to a balcony overlooking our gym, right over the entrance to the hallway leading to the weight rooms, the girls would often come down and watch us work out.

Or the flirty ones would at any rate.

When I finished my fifty pushups, I stood up to complete my laps as was expected of me. The other guys were just wrapping up and most were walking off to the weight room. I glanced up at the girl who'd given me so much trouble.

She was still standing there.

Brenda Parker stared down into my eyes, a smirk playing on the edges of her lips. Finally, she moved away from the balcony to go back to her own practice court.

I winked back at her before she turned away and I started my last five laps around the gym.

Steve caught up with me, midway through his last lap.

"You see her checking me out, man?" I asked him, panting.

"Who?" he asked between breaths.

"The ice queen!"

"No fucking way man."

"On my honor dude," I told him.

I nodded to Steve in acknowledgement, winded and trying to reserve my breath for the jog.

The ice queen was the way most guys referred to the oh so virginal visage of Miss Parker. None of my posse would admit to having scored with her, because we all knew the cold shoulder is all any guy ever got when they asked her out. Strangely enough though, Todd Bryerson, the QB of the football team from the neighboring town, had admitted to me over beers one night last summer that she was a real hell raiser. Apparently a girl on his cheerleading squad was Brenda's cousin or some relation. To hear Todd tell it, she'd given him a cockstand like he'd never had before during an awesome threesome out back of Miller's Woods.

I could believe that. At least about the boner at any rate. One look was all it took.

Brenda is nearly as tall as I am. And I stand six feet, three inches tall. She had a long, lean body. The body a tennis star might have, just toned and slightly muscular, especially through the legs, with the tan to prove she'd spent her days in the summer sunshine. Her ass was firm and round and she sported a perky pair of breasts that were like firm round apples. She often wore these tight fitting blouses to class that showed them off to their best advantage.

Steve took a deep breath and followed his last comment, "Well, good luck dude. Think you can go where no man's gone before?"

"You know me," I wheezed, gasping for air.

"Yeah," he said, laughing as he broke into a fast walk, and slapped me on the back at the same time, "I do know you. You're our last hope, Obi Wan. If you can't do it, it can't be done."

With that sentiment he jogged off to the weight room. Most of the guys were already down the hallway with Coach barking orders at their heels.

"May the Force be with you too!" I said, calling after him as I continued on with my laps.

Skinner, our assistant coach, nodded to me as he too, took off down the hall.

"Coming to join us anytime soon, Marc my man?" he said.

"Jesus Christ," I said, really winded by now, "I'll be there when I get there!"

I still had two laps to go.

Skinner laughed at me, but his gaze too went thoughtfully up to the balcony, which was now empty. Knowing him the way I did, his thoughts had also been on the nubile young flesh that had been standing there earlier.

All the guys were aware that the girls watched, although with Coach, as I had just learned the hard way, if I'd had any previous doubts, it was an unwritten taboo that we weren't supposed to acknowledge the eyes that watched our sweaty bodies every afternoon in the gym. Every day it was the same. We'd finish our warm up routines and then strut back to the weight room, never acknowledging, but constantly aware of each eye giving us the once over. And we privately jostled and competed for the ones we were hoping to get lucky with.

Coach gave 'em a real show too, putting all of us through the paces: running, pushups, and sit ups. He made sure we got all worked up and had the blood pumping. Sweat pouring out of our bodies.

I think he thought pent up sexual energy was good for winning.

My last lap seemed to take forever, but I finished the last few feet from a slow jog to a quick walk and finally stopping at the water fountain near the exit. I splashed some water onto my sweat-covered face and pulled off my shirt to let the cool air at my overheated body. With one more drink from the fountain, I set off down the hall to the weight room, shirt in hand, to start the workout I was already late for. I could already hear the clang of weights and the guys joshing around from the open door ahead.

About half way down the hall though I heard a giggle. The noise echoing softly in the empty hall, mixing with the raucous noise of the iron plates on the weight benches.

I looked ahead to see if it was one of the guys, but realized instinctively that it couldn't be. None of them would have sounded…well…so like a girl.

A secondary corridor met up in a t-junction about five feet ahead. A break in the lockers along the edge of the hallway that led off to the equipment storage rooms.

Coming up to the entrance to the hallway, I saw none other than the ice queen herself, defrosting against a locker. She hadn't changed her clothes and she was wearing her tight team t-shirt and the short pleated tennis skirt that all the members of the girls tennis team wore. Looking all innocent she leaned back against the lockers, her two hands between her ass and the cold metal.

"Hey, darlin" I said, smiling at her, "Funny place for you to be hanging round."

"I get around," she said friendly, but nonchalant.

"I bet," I replied.

Like the stud I am, or at least try to be, I moved in close to her body. She didn't get shy or move away like she normally did. The sound of the metal plates from the weights reminded me that my presence was required elsewhere, but I couldn't resist taking this opportunity in hand.

With my free hand I propped myself against the locker in front of her, blocking her there. My face was dangerously close to hers as I leaned into her.

"I saw you in the gym earlier," I told her.

"That so?" she asked, smiling shyly.

"Yeah," I said.

"Were you checking me out?" I asked boldly.

"What do you think I was looking at?" she countered in return.

"Probably my ass," I said, sounding all self-assured, "I have a pretty decent ass, you know."

"Maybe I was," she replied indifferently.

"Did you like what you saw?" I asked my lips brushing against her cheek for a moment.

"Mmmm, maybe…" she murmured softly, as she reached up to stroke my free arm right where my bicep met the shoulder muscles, "Listen Marc, I was wondering…."

I didn't let her continue though; my mouth had been pressed so close to hers, my nose had been brushing against the edge of her cheek. Having found no resistance, I continued until my mouth was nuzzling in her neck. My other hand dropped the shirt I was holding and once empty instinctively moved in to take her breast in the palm of my hand, gently squeezing it through the material of her shirt as I felt her up.

"Yes?" I murmured.

"Oh, that feels so good," she sighed, her train of thought having been derailed for a moment.

Since her mouth was shut for a minute it seemed such a waste it just being so unoccupied.

I cupped her neck with my free hand, bringing her mouth up to meet mine. Her lips were sweet, with just a hint of salty sweat from her earlier workout. In fact her whole body was covered in a soft sheen of moisture.

Maybe it was from excitement?

When I broke away from her mouth to go back to her neck, it gave her another opportunity to speak.

"I was talking to Jen Franklin the other day," she said, intermittently interrupted by my insistent kissing on her neck and shoulder, growing more familiar against her skin.

"She told me you guys went out a couple time last year," she continued.

I grunted my acknowledgement. My tongue was probed the delicate edges of her earlobe. My hand slipped from the cushion of her breast, down her waist and over her ass, coping a hell of a feel as I went. I would have told her anything she'd wanted to hear at that point as long as she didn't make me stop. I couldn't believe the luck I was having.

"Well she and Heather Marshall and, oh, that's nice…oh, right there," she breathed into my ear, as I found a sensitive spot.

Heather Marshall, I thought, the bitch that blew the whole basketball team last year? Where was she going with this? I'd first slipped it to Heather at a Halloween party last year, but she was a pretty well used hole anyway, so I didn't count it among my major achievements. She and I fucked a couple times since then. Mostly when I was in too much of a hurry to find a better hole.

What the hell did all this have to do with me?

Feeling really emboldened I decided to get my hands under Brenda's skirt before she changed her mind.

Just then two things happened at pretty much the same time.

First Brenda said, "Is it true, what they say? That you're the thickest guy at school?"

As if that wasn't enough to get my attention, I had been slipping my hand up the length of her thigh and under the hem of her skirt. My hand stopped as she spoke, my fingers curling into the flesh of her ass and her moist pussy lips.

She wasn't wearing any panties.

I pulled back and lifted her skirt. Her little pussy was neatly clipped and glistening with damp.

"Well what have we got here?" I asked Brenda, my thoughts clearly on her cunt lips.

My finger slipped into that twat before I even realized what I was doing. Damn fine instinct. Her pussy enveloped my index and middle fingers as they quested around her moist hot flesh.

Without saying a word she reached down and pushed her hand into my gym shorts, pushing them down so that she could get her fingers around my stiff cock.

My thumb massaged the clit that poked out from between her lips, all stiff and swollen.

"It certainly feels big," she said, cock in hand.

"Do you want to find out just how big?" I asked.

"Not here," she murmured.

Suddenly she let go of my cock, leaving me breathless. Taking hold of my hand under her skirt she deftly maneuvered around me and headed off down the side hall to the equipment rooms.

The door was unlocked and she led us in.

It was a matter of seconds before we were crushed against each other, surrounded by towels and sports equipment.

I got on my knees on the cold floor, between her legs, my hands pressed against her thighs, pinning her against the shelf. My tongue traced the elegant shape of her pussy and caressed the insides of her thigh muscles, teasing her. Her smell was strong, and getting stronger. I wanted to taste her.

Stiffening my tongue I gently stuck it in between her lips. I looked up at her face, as her hips jerked to my touch. Her head had rolled back as my ministrations became more insistent. She started to purr like an engine running. And then, after some persistence, I was treated to the first flood of her cum. I drank from her like a cup, savoring the sweet nectar. My tongue flat against her pussy lips and I lapped up and down, parting her fleshy lips, capturing every drop. My lips found the engorged clit and I wrapped my tongue around it too, sucking.

She let out a long low moan of pleasure, her hands against my hair, pressing me into her. Then she cried out for more.

I got my tongue into a long round tube, and slipped into her as far as I could go, trying to fuck her slit with my mouth. Her hands went from my head to play with her tits.

She jerked her body and arched her back as another wave of orgasm hit her, bathing my face in her satisfying pussy fluids. She stroked every conceivable part of her body in pleasure as the last jolt of it racked through her body. I looked up at her smiling face and knew that it was soon to be my turn.

This time she wasn't going to be deterred by the exposure of the hallway.

I stood up to face her and she brought my face to hers. Her tongue cat-like lapped up her own juices from where they coated my mouth and chin.

"My turn," I said to her.

Hastily, I pulled off her t-shirt and with one practiced hand removed her sports bra. Her little firm tits spilled out down her chest, and she pushed her skirt to the floor. I neatly stepped out of my own shorts, and we stood there like Adam and Eve, naked as the day we were born, except for the presence of our tennis shoes.

"All this time we thought you were a good girl," I said, "I should've believed Bryerson when he said you were the biggest slut in three counties."

She smiled at me, grabbing my cock at the same time, "Now listen, stud, I wouldn't go that far. At least not in this county!"

I gasped as she gave my meat an experimental tug.

"And I should have listened to Julie Shafer sooner," she went on coyly, "She said you were good, and the biggest guy on the football team."

She pushed me back onto a bench that was up near the end of a shelf. I sat down, her fingers still working my dick.

"She should know," I stated, looking into her eyes, "She fucked us all last year."

After a pause to savor her ministrations, I added, "So what stopped you anyway?"

This girl was making miracles happen with just her thumb, which was firmly planted under the front of my mushroom tip, and her forefinger, massaging a really sensitive spot.

"You think I just want to spread it around here? So you and the other guys can compare notes with Bryerson and the rest of the Spartans?"

"Ohhh, damn," I groaned, "I'm gonna need to cum soon if you keep that shit up."

"Not yet," she said, "That's the best part."

Climbing up onto me, she sat down on my lap, straddling me on the bench. My cock was now free from her hand and it poked up into the empty air between us, alone and desperate for attention.

She placed her hands on my shoulders for balance and ground her pussy against my lap.

Her lips rubbed against the underside of my cock again and again, but came no closer to the action I was nearly frantic for.

My right hand snaked down to jerk my cock, all the while holding it as close to her pussy as I could get.

"I want to feel you from the inside," I begged her, "Please!"

She was getting off on her control and I could feel her pussy flood with dampness again as its moisture seeped out to cover my shaft, dripping down towards my balls. I took her firmly by her lower back and forced her closer to me. Now her pussy was pressing firmly against my shaft.

"It's not nice to tease the animals," I murmured.

A sudden surge of testosterone filled me with male urgency, as my balls filled with cum. I needed release soon or I was going to have a hell of a pair of blue balls.

Sensing my need, she took my cock from my hand and pressed the tip gently inside her pussy opening. I leaned back on the bench, watching her position herself above me and on me. Then I felt the magnificent sensation of penetrating those full, rich lips as my engorged dick, at nearly ten inches of solid, thick meat, slid inch by incredible inch up that nice, narrow passage. She still felt amazingly tight for a slut who had taken on as many men as Bryerson had claimed.

And judging from her reaction to me she was obviously a size fiend.

"Oh, yeah, baby," she said in my ear, "Oh, that's right. Yeah, you bastard, stuff that big cock inside my little cunt. Stretch me out."

"Oh God, bitch" I growled at her in response, still forcing my way inside, "You're so tight, you're the tightest cunt I've ever had."

I was lying to her, but not by much.

Her own weight brought her to bear all the way down. What seemed like an eternity actually only took a few seconds. But soon my little man was buried in her steamy fissure.

"You're so big, stud," she moaned enticingly.

She started to move her ass up and down on my cock, pumping me, at first slowly and then faster and faster.

"Tell me how much you like it," I begged.

Brenda worked herself up into a complete frenzy. She ground up and down, milking me, pulling up to the end of my tip and then sitting back down hard. I grabbed her ass to help her control her movements. Then I began to match her movements with my own careful thrusting. The intense pleasure of her pussy throbbed around me.

"You bad boy!" she cried out, "You're so hard. You're breaking me apart. Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"

We had both broken out in sweat, glistening from our exertion in the stuffy, unventilated room. But nothing was stopping this girl as she slammed up and down on top of my prick. I watched her damp breasts bounce up and down in front of my face. Taking one in hand, I buried my face in her chest, tugging and stroking the soft flesh with my lips and teeth.

Then I felt that magic feeling in my balls.

All this excitement had diminished my staying power beyond belief. Fortunately, I must've been working the special spot inside Brenda, because she started to cum again, and I felt her convulsions on my cock at the same time I watch the white liquid pour out down my shaft.

"Oh, god, Marc!" she screamed in pleasure, "Oh, yeah, right there. That's it, yeah, right there."

"I cumming inside you," I said just as quickly, unable to hold back any longer, "Jesus Fucking Christ, Brenda, I'm cumming."

She was still being hit with the last pulses of her orgasm, as I felt my balls let loose and my load begin to spurt out inside her cunt.

My cock thrust inside her until the last remaining drops came out. When her orgasm was also finished she came to rest on my lap, my cock still lodged inside her. I was a teenage buck and I didn't feel the least bit tired. Looking into her eyes, I felt myself start to stiffen up again inside her before I'd even gone soft. I was ready for another round.

"What changed your mind?" I asked her, after catching my breath, "Why'd you bring me in here?"




Glory Daze Ch. 02



"Maybe I just couldn't help myself, that tight ass and all," she said, "Or maybe it's just that Heather wanted to watch us fuck."

"What?" I said, know that I sounded lame.

"Hey Marc," said Heather coming out from around a set of shelves filled with big, round basketballs.

Heather wasn't wearing a stitch of clothes on her body. And I knew its curves pretty well, as most of my posse did. She was on my top ten list, and with good reason. She had the biggest jugs of any girl at the school. Great big mounds that hung down even with the best bra she could find. Breasts hanging down even now, giving those basketballs a run for their money in size and shape.

"I hope you don't mind," she said, her finger buried in her cunt, "But Bren here was getting anxious for a good cock, and I told her she didn't have to leave home for it. We've got some of the best right here in town."

"You know I don't mind, baby," I said, grinning from ear to ear, "I can always get it up for you!"

"Feels like you're up right now!" said Brenda, "Maybe Heather wants a turn too?"

Grudgingly, I let Brenda get up off my boner, exposing me to the cold air. But before I could get lonesome, Heather came up to me and knelt down on her knees before me. She took what she could of my significant length into her mouth and alternated sucking with licking up the juices that coated my monster from its earlier journey. Brenda soon joined her and took turns sucking and licking my nearly ten inch shaft and my big, hairy balls.

I felt like the king of the fucking world with these two chicks, both so fucking hot, servicing me like the stud I am.

"Fuck you two are so hot!" I told them, willing them on.

But instead they backed away from me for a moment, leaving my cock momentarily unattended.

 My face reflected my anguish, but Brenda just smiled. Then the girls prepared to give me a show worth paying for.

"What do you want us to do, Marc?" Brenda asked me, while looking longingly at Heather.

"I want you to eat her out," I said on a whim.

At the thought, my cock strained even harder in the empty air.

Brenda seemed to favor the idea and leaned her body over Heather and began to rub her mouth around Heather's breasts, as she pushed her to the floor, licking and sucking her nipples lightly. Heather moaned, and Brenda moved down her prone body, slowly kissing the insides of Heather's thighs. Heather was squirming in pleasure beneath Brenda, who turned to look at me.

 "Do you want me to lick her pussy?" she asked seductively.

"Very much," I stuttered.

"Christ, Brenda, do it!" moaned Heather, "For fuck's sake, suck me! I can't stand it."

Brenda licked Heather's swollen clit, and knew exactly how to do it. It wasn't long before Heather started to buck beneath Brenda.

"Oh, yes! Like that!" she yelled, "Oh Lord, I'm going to cum…." 

Heather came profoundly with a load moan and closed her eyes, throwing her head back.

"Did you like that Marc?" purred Brenda.

"You bet your sweet ass!" I said, now stroking my iron hard cock.

I felt like I could have punched a hole through sheet metal right then.

"Good," said Brenda, as Heather laughed in delight recovering from her orgasm.   "I think you've been a good boy so far," said Brenda, rubbing her breasts, "And I think it's time you got to have some more fun."

Heather took her partner's hint and moved over to me, kissing her way down my stiff abdominal muscles to my waiting dick. Finally she took my cock in her mouth and used her right hand to jack off the parts that wouldn't fit inside her oral orifice.  

At the same time, Brenda quickly moved down between Heather's open thighs. And, as she was blowing me, Heather spread her legs wide to allow Brenda complete access. Brenda's tongue sought out Heather's clit again, and began a hard ramming action with her tongue. It stimulated Heather into even more creative work on my cock. Brenda continued to stick her tongue out, flicking Heather's clit, sucking it in and starting the whole orgasmic process inside Heather all over again. This technique was sure to put Heather over the top in no time, and as her pleasure grew, the work on my cock became more intense.

Her mouth was like a Hoover. 

"Oh, fuck yeah!" I groaned loudly, "Christ, baby! Work it baby, work it!"

Heather pulled away for a minute to tell me, "Your cock tastes so good Marc. I don't know why we don't do this more often."

"I don't know why either," I said dreamily, "But don't stop!"

I continued, pushing her head back down onto my pole.

By this time Brenda had decided she'd eaten enough of Heather, so she began to cheer Heather on.

"Oh, yeah girl," she said, her finger replacing the stimulation in Heather's pussy that she'd begun with her tongue, "C'mon Heather. Doesn't Marc's big cock taste so good? I bet it feels real nice in your mouth."

Heather was and always has been nothing but an easy lay for me. So I felt no compunction at all about using her in this way. I moved my hands to the sides of her head and held it firmly on both sides. Gently, I started to guide her head back and forth along my cock. Then I started to slowly move my hips forward and back, feeding Heather my prick.

"That's it Marc, fuck her mouth," enticed Brenda as I started to pick up the pace.

Soon I was holding Heather still while I moved my cock in and out of her mouth. I started to fuck her mouth faster now, my cock pistoning in and out of her face. This girl could really take a good face fucking, I thought, as I drove my cock in and out of her open throat. Every once and a while, my cock would slip out of her mouth and slide across her cheek leaving a trail of her saliva and my pre-cum as it went. Since I could only get the first half of my cock in her mouth, I wasn't experiencing the kind of pleasure I felt in the velvet glove of a pussy.

Let some men enjoy a good blowjob or a tight little ass, both of which I do, believe me, but I am, have always been, and probably always will be, a pussy man first and foremost.

"I need your pussy," I grunted, sounding desperate, as I pulled out of her mouth.

Brenda knew just the thing. She had Heather lay down on the bench and, while she straddled Heather's face, she pulled Heather's legs back so that Heather's pussy and ass were completely exposed to my waiting dick.

Heather went to work immediately slurping up Brenda's juices. Seeing clearly what was expected of me I came over at once. I saw that precious cunt waiting for me. It was glistening with the pussy juices of Heather's cum. I saw the lips folded there, pulled back just enough to expose the hole of her vagina and it looked so moist and inviting, like a second home. I felt like such a man then, glad that God had seen fit to grace me with a cock and balls. Proud that it was so big it could give a woman an orgasm just by looking at it. I left my teenage manhood swell. I was in season, rutting like a bull. That pink hole filled all my thoughts and I just couldn't withstand my need and excitement.

In a frenzy of desire I plunged my length directly into that inviting cunt, watching my hard inches melt inside. She was so warm. She felt so good.

Heather Marshall's cunt was also not a new experience for me. She was so easy that she'd been used by the entire basketball team, the football team, and probably the baseball and wrestling teams too. She had a comfortable looseness, even around my considerably wide girth, and I knew that there were no worries about cumming early the way Brenda's cunt had forced me too. Even as I reached my hilt, balls slapping against her ass and rubbing against the cold floor, I felt my immediate lust cool into a more sedate pleasure.

So there we were positioned with me sliding in and out of Heather, and Brenda squatting over Heather's mouth. I was able to lean in and make out with Brenda while I fucked the shit out of Heather's hole. It was so fucking good being there, feeling Heather's moist juices lubricate my dick in her fiery little oven. My hands cupped Brenda's tits, and I finally broke my lips away from hers as I brought mouth down to suck all the glistening salty sweat from off of her pert little tits.

Brenda was moaning uncontrollably from the work that Heather was putting into sucking out her cunt, and I moved my tongue over both Brenda's nipples to stimulate her further. Her tits were really sensitive and I was being extra sloppy as I sucked on each one, leaving a nice amount of saliva to coat her tits.

Suddenly something occurred to me that I wanted to do. I requested that Brenda move further forward until she was all the way over Heather's face. I pulled myself out of Heather and moved over her so that I was close to Brenda, so close in fact that if she turned her head we were face to face. My cock was now nestled in the amply valley of Heather's cleavage and I started to rub my cock there, my tip coming close to where Brenda's cunt was being worked by Heather's mouth.

Brenda screamed with another orgasm and Heather continued to eat out that tight little fuck hole, while my big, slippery dick rubbed between those tits. Heather, finally getting the idea, moved her hands up to her tits and squeezed them together for me. Feeling my cue, I forced my cock into the tight tunnel of flesh that she was creating for me. It slid in easily with all the pussy juice and sweat.

I was now pumping my cock between Heather's tits as she held them together, trapping me in there. My cock was totally enveloped in her tit-flesh as I titty fucked her, except for the end of my dick which was too long to be wholly enveloped by Heather on a forward thrust. The time came out near her face and pushed ever so into Brenda's cunt; getting lapped on by Heather's wandering tongue for its troubles.

"Oh, damn Marc!" called out Heather, taking a momentary pause for breath, "Fuck I love your hard cock between my tits. Do you like how it feels between my tits, Marc baby?"

"Damn, bitch, I love it between your fucking tits," I grunted, almost to myself, "Christ, they feel so hot and soft around my cock."

I pushed Brenda off of Heather then, and I pulled my prick out from its confines in those tits and forced it into Heather's mouth, as far as it would go. I fucked her face for about a minute and then moved my cock back to her tits. I placed my dick between that tender flesh again and Heather wrapped the soft skin around my throbbing member. I was really fucking them now, thinking of nothing but my cock and this slut's tits. And Brenda was now playing tonsil hockey with me again, as she moved her cunt back near Heather's mouth in an effort to get her to lick it again.

Brenda reached down and started fingering her own cunt, since Heather had gotten so caught up in the titty fucking she was playing more with her own nipples and ignoring Brenda's cunt even though it was right in her face.

My cock continued to slip into and out of those tits. My balls slapped against the skin. Finally, I needed to cum.

"I'm gonna cum on your tits!" I groaned, suddenly shooting a big load as I continued thrusting.

When I was finished I was still hard. I didn't need any rest.

"Who's next?" I asked grinning.

"You're still hard?" queried Brenda skeptically.

"Hell," said Heather lazily underneath us, "I told you Marc can go all night."

"Damn straight!" I crowed proudly, stroking my dick.

I was harder than steel. Harder even than before. And it was soon clear that the girls weren't through by a long shot either. I felt big and bad and strong. I had all the staying power in the world, with one girl in my arms and the other underneath me.

"Fucking Christ!" Brenda said, finally looking down, "If that's the case then I need that cock inside me again."

She got up and in turn made me get off of Heather. Brenda pushed me down onto the waiting bench again, so that I was laying there, my johnson standing straight, tall and proud. Then she moved over towards me and took my cock in her hand, which was cool against my burning flesh. With a hold of my cock, she lowered herself down onto me. I was anticipating the feeling of being inside her tight pussy again and when she rubbed my head on her pussy lips before I slipped inside I almost thought I'd lose control and squirt like a virgin. Then she lowered herself down further until I was totally enveloped in her tight cunt again. She started to move up and down on my cock, fucking me like the whore she was.

I leaned back on the bench and enjoyed the ride.   Heather, not to be left out though, moved over to us and got between Brenda's legs. She started to lick Brenda's pussy as it was fucking my prick. Every once and a while moving her tongue against my naked flesh or down around my exposed balls too. Brenda began to groan with delight again. Repeatedly, in her animated fucking, she would let me slip from her cunt and Heather would take me into her mouth, tasting her friend's nasty juices on my rod. All too soon though I would find myself putting my cock back into Brenda's warm pussy and she would continue to ride me like a bronco.

Finally, I sat straight up on the bench, and when Heather moved in behind Brenda, I began to play with her tits. Brenda put her hands on my shoulders to steady herself in the adjusted position, and really started to fuck me with her own momentum, daring her to make me cum inside her cunt again. Her pussy was pounding down onto my cock. I just couldn't get over how tight she felt, taking into account all the guys she'd likely fucked.   I could feel the cum start to boil in my balls again and knew what was coming up. 

Heather somehow seemed to sense it too and she crawled up to me and whispered into my ear, "Cum in my mouth Marc, I want to taste you."

"You better get down there then," I said, as I suddenly felt a wave of urgency pass through me, "Fuck, I think I'm going to cum right now."

Heather wasted no time in making her way over to the action and waited for her prize. As close as I was now, I started to buck my hips up into Brenda's snatch like a madman.

"Here it cums," I roared, as Brenda pulled herself off my cock, Heather took me into her throat immediately.

My blast of cum of cum was epic and it went straight down Heather's throat. She pulled me out of her mouth and started to jerk me off onto her gorgeous face. My cum sprayed all over her face and tits, making her look like a porn star. She managed to squeeze all the seed from my dick, milking it hard. Brenda got onto her knees and took me into her mouth, tasting my cum also. She sucked off whatever remaining juice was on my prick. Then she looked over at Heather and they started to make out, engaged in a very sensual kiss, sharing my juice between them. It was intensely erotic. They continued to swap my load. I made my way over to them and noticed that there was still a good amount of cum on Heather's tits. Brenda moved her head to Heather's chest and started to lick my spunk off those tits, tasting a mixture of sweat and semen.   "Lick her tits clean Brenda," I instructed.

"We better get you hard again, because we are far from being done here," Brenda cooed softly to me, while complying with my request.

I moved over to the bench again and sat down. Both girls soon crawled over to me and started to suck my cock again, getting me ready for the next round. I knew at that age that I was still good for an all night bang, so they had me hard again in only a few seconds.

I rose to my feet and told them both to lie face down on the floor. As they both did so, I watched as their tits pressed against the floor. I jerked my cock off as I watched them lay there, wiggling their little asses up at me. Both girls were giving me a perfect view of their pink snatches. And they both had their asses slightly raised into the air. I moved over to them and straddled Brenda's ass. I placed my cock between her legs and slid my cock into her tight cunt. Oh, Lord, I couldn't get enough of how tight she felt. I leaned forward and placed my hands on the floor by her shoulders. I started to fuck her sweet cunt, feeling my prick melt into her pussy. Just when she really started going and moaning, I pulled out and moved over to Heather and entered her the same way. I shoved my cock all the way in as hard as I could on the first thrust. She screamed out in pleasure, as groaned in response. I pulled my cock out of Heather's cunt and laid it between the crack of her ass. I took each cheek and squeezed them around my cock, fucking them as I had just fucked her tits earlier.

"Shit, you're such a little slut Heather. You want me to stick my hard dick into your little ass? Don't you?" I asked her, forcefully, "You'd like it if I fucked you up you ass, wouldn't you?"   "Yes, Marc! Please fuck my ass!"   But I said nothing more. Just moved away and slapped her exposed cheeks.

I moved over to Brenda again and inserted my cock into her cunt. I started to fuck her again. However, with her, I slid a finger up her ass as I was pounding her pussy. If I thought her pussy was tight, I found her ass so tight I could barely get my finger into it. I pulled it out and sucked it, making it wet with my saliva. I then put it back into her ass and it slid in much easier this time. I was now fucking Brenda's cunt with my cock and her ass with my finger. It was the fucking bomb. I was now able to slide two fingers into her tight little asshole.

I looked over at Heather and said, "Start fingering your ass, and get it ready for my cock".

She immediately moved her hand to her ass and started to work one of her fingers in and out.   I continued to let Heather finger her ass a little longer and then I pulled out of Brenda and moved back to Heather. She had by far the largest, roundest ass of the two. Even if it was no less sexy than Brenda's. I positioned myself over her ass and placed the head of my very sloppy cock at her asshole. Heather reached around and spread her ass cheeks as far apart as they would go. I slowly eased my hard on into her tiny asshole. She'd been used by me here before too, but the feeling of that tight muscle around my big cock was still outstanding. I had my head in her anal passage and started to force more of it into her, inch by tender inch.

"Oh, yeah!" she moaned, "Fuck my ass. Fuck it hard."

I now pushed my cock in all the way and had my balls resting on her pussy lips.

"Fuck! You like taking it up the ass, don't you bitch?" I asked her.

 "Jesus! Fuck yes! Now fuck it you bastard," she begged, "Fuck my ass!"

I started to pump my cock in and out of her asshole. The feeling was amazing. I had fucked my share of bitches up the ass, but this felt different somehow. I was now fucking her ass hard, letting my cock piston in and out. Heather was screaming in pleasure as I drove my cock into her behind. I planted both my hands on the floor by her head and fucked her ass just like she wanted me too. I pulled my dick out of her ass and moved over to Brenda, who awaited my anal assault. 

As I moved inside Brenda I said, "That's it. Oh, yeah! You're asshole is so fucking tight. Better than your pussy even. Bryerson said you like it in the ass."

I could tell she really enjoyed the way I talked to her, as dirty as possible, calling her all kinds of nasty names. I started to really pound her ass and she started to buck her ass back at me, obviously well used in this hole too, trying to take me deeper in. I pulled out of her and moved back to Heather and inserted my cock back into her ass, which was now so nice and loose that I could really hammer her. I could not believe how much these sluts liked getting fucked up their asses. This whole experience was incredible to me. After a few minutes I moved back over to Brenda and started to fuck her ass again. She was now reaching under her pelvis, fingering her sopping wet cunt. 




Glory Daze Ch. 02



I continued fucking Brenda's ass until she was screaming in another orgasm. I was pounding her ass, making my balls slap again and again against her soaking wet cunt. After her orgasm subsided, I got up on my feet and stood there. Both girls then crawled over to me and knelt in front of me.

Heather took my cock into her mouth and started to finger herself while she gave me head. She was just using her mouth to fuck me, no hands. She let me slip from her mouth and Brenda took my dirty cock deep into her throat in one motion. She too was using no hands to suck me.

On impulse I grasped both the girl's heads and turned them so they were facing each other. I moved their lips together and started to slide my cock between their mouths. They started to lap at my prick with their tongues as I fucked their lips. Brenda then moved her head forward and let my cock slide into her mouth. I fucked her mouth for a few moments and then she let it slip out and Heather took it into her mouth. I continued to fuck her throat for a while and switched back to Brenda's. I took turns fucking their faces, switching back and forth between their mouths.   Remembering my earlier enjoyment, I said, "I want to cum between your tits."

Both girls got down on their backs and placed themselves at a good position for me to get my cock between their tits so I could fuck them.   "Make your tits nice and wet for me, my little darlins," I said to them, "Make them nice and slick, so I can fuck 'em real good."

Both girls reached down to their wet cunts, got their hands nice and wet, and then started to rub the pussy juices all over their breasts. Their tits were now shining in the dim light and were ready to be fucked. I positioned myself in front of Brenda's pert pair first, and she enveloped me between them. Not as well as Heather, but sufficient to the task. I started to move my hips up and down, feeling my cock slide so easily between her hot, slippery tits. The mixture of her sweat, cunt juice, and my pre-cum made an unreal lubricant and let me fuck her tits so well and I pumped my cock into the fleshy vessel she had created for me. Then I moved myself over in front of Heather. She had her hands on either side of her tits all ready and was awaiting me. I put my cock between her breasts and she squeezed them together, trapping me once again.

"Fuck, your tits are so amazing," I groaned in ecstasy, "I could bone these tits all day. I could slide my dick between your big titties all fucking day!"

I was in heaven. And I was with two gorgeous little sluts who loved what I was giving them. Heather bent her head downwards so she could start licking and sucking on the end of my cock as it peeked out of the front of her tits.

I moved back over to Brenda and put my cock back between her tits.

"Oh, my turn again," she moaned excitedly and squeezed her tits together so hard that I thought my cock was going to get crushed.

I started pumping again, making her tits heave a little. As I started pumping up and down, she started to move her chest up and down, so that she was now jerking me off with her big tits. The sensation was amazing.   I continued fucking her tits for a little while and then moved back over to Heather who was now rubbing more of her sweet pussy juice on her tits. This time she forced her tits together before I got in there and shaped them so that I could go straight in. I started to rub my cock on her nipples and that almost drove her crazy. Then I slid my cock straight into her tit flesh. In no time I was pumping forward and back, forward and back, tickling her tits with my curly pubic hairs. The friction was causing so much heat between her tits; it was like an oven in there. Heather started to shudder and she exploded in an orgasm. I fucked her tits for another minute and then moved back over to Brenda. I leaned over to her tits and spat out a big gob of saliva into my hand, rubbing it onto those tits. I started to spread it around with the head of my cock.   "Come on baby," Brenda told me, "I want you to cum on my tits."

Once again, with the hots I had for Brenda, I knew that I was on the verge of blowing a massive load and sped up my humping in earnest.   "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I grunted.

As my cock pumped between Brenda's tits I shot a load that struck the bottom of her chin. Brenda bent forward a bit and opened her mouth taking the next shot straight into her mouth. By now, Heather had her face down by her friend's tits and was inches away from my pumping cock. I was still fucking Brenda's tits and I shot another gob out of the end of my cock. This one hit Heather on the lips and in no time she had her tongue out to lick them clean.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed loudly, feeling momentarily exhausted, with my dick rapidly deflating.

I fell back onto the floor between them, letting them nuzzle up to my broad, muscled chest.

"That was amazing," I breathed, "I can't believe how hot you both are. Shit, I wish we had time to go all afternoon."

Then it occurred to me that I was late. I mean I was wicked late.

"Fuck!" I said realizing my error.

I didn't even know how much fucking time had passed.

"Shit!" I said, now in a hurry.

Grabbing my shorts from where they'd landed. The girls laughed at my antics, made more comical in my haste.

"We'll have to do this again sometime!" called Brenda after me, all smiles.

"I'd like that," I replied, making my way to the door, "But next time, let's do it after school."

By the time I retrieved my stuff and got to the gym the workout was over, and the guys had hit the showers. When I'd made it to the locker room, I knew I was in deep shit up to my ears.

"Where the fuck exactly have you been?" asked Coach, in a low tone that brooked no argument or bullshit, "And it'd better impress me."

Figuring the truth was all I had to work with, I thought, what the hell, here goes nothing.

"I just got laid by two girls in the equipment room," I ventured.

"And I suppose you think that's funny," said Coach, not really meaning it as a question.

I think I probably paled at that point.

"You are in so much fucking trouble," he told me, "I can't believe you'd lay a line of bullshit like that on me. I don't even want to hear anymore about it. You know you're the best damn fullback I got, but I swear by the good Lord Almighty you'll be running laps for a week. We'll discuss your punishment later. Now take your fucking ass and go shower."

He didn't need to tell me twice and I was out of his sight. Secretly, I think that Coach liked me; even though he carried on that my antics caused him grief. And I was relieved that I got off so lightly, although I knew that I'd be made an example of publicly. All that I could live with considering the reason for the punishment. 

Pushing through the guys in the locker room, Steve was the first person I made for.

When he saw me, he looked puzzled, perhaps partly by my disappearance and partly by the ear-to-ear grin that was plastered across my face.

"What the fuck?" he asked, "Where the fuck you been? Coach is pissed."

"Hell, I know," I replied, nonchalantly, "I just came from his office."

"So why the fuck are you smiling?"

My grin got bigger if that was at all possible.

"Steve, my man, let me tell you all about it…."

And that, as they say, is all he wrote.

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Copyright © 2002, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached.



Glory Daze Ch. 03



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years....

Story Three -- Satisfaction

Most jocks would never be caught dead in the library.

However, anyone who knew me knew I was about as far from being a typical jock as you could be. I lettered in three sports, and played others, but I was comfortable hanging with folks outside my usual clique, which was refreshing in itself. Sometimes I actually found the library to be a refuge from the rush of school life. And, being a history buff, most of my buddies knew that they could usually find me hidden away in the stacks on those days that there was no practice.

I'm not embarrassed to admit it either. I can be a bit of a geek.

Now on that particular Thursday though, I wasn't there for pleasure reading. I did have a paper due the following Monday. And we'd had football practice every afternoon that week. So I had put off the paper knowing full well that it would consume all my free time this upcoming weekend.

The back stacks were littered with stepstools that shorter students could use to reach the upper shelves. Due to my tendency to get engrossed in my reading material once I pull it off the shelf, I usually parked my ass on one of the available stools and looked over the book before I took it back to my table or checked it out. The stools are only about a foot and a half off the floor, so when I sit on them it tends to mask my six feet, three inches of height so that people wandering around usually can't see me through the gaps in the shelves.

As usual what had been meant as a quick glance had turned into a much longer read. I hadn't realized until I heard the hushed voices that I'd become engrossed in a book about the French Revolution and had lost all track of track of time.

There were two people talking on the other side of the shelves. Because I was sitting on a stool, it allowed me to overhear their conversation in the next aisle over.

I could just see from my perspective how the curve of their jeans wrapped over their firm round backsides. And from the shape of each ass I knew that they were of the feminine persuasion. Obviously their backs were to me as they examined the books on the shelf. Realizing my advantage in the situation, I leaned forward to get a better look, all the while trying not to make too much noise.

"Fuck!" said the first girl in exasperation, taking me by surprise, "Where the hell is this stupid book? I need it for class."

"Well I think it's supposed to be right here," said the other girl calmly, "I don't know why they have to use the Dewey Decimal System anyway. You'd think there was an easier way. Some stupid fuck probably just put it in the wrong place."

"You don't understand," the other girl continued sounding frantic in a voice tinged with hysteria, "I need that book for Kaufman's class or I'm completely fucked."

"Look, Ali," replied the other girl, trying to sound rational, "It's going to be okay. What the hell is going on? Are you on the rag or something? You've been a total bitch all day."

Duh, I thought to myself stupidly. Of course that's why they sounded so familiar. That was Ali. As in Ali the homecoming queen. Ali the quarterback's girlfriend. The quarterback being Todd. The man who was co-captain of the football team. And a teammate of mine. That Todd. Right. Got it.

I noticed Ali paused before responding.

"It's Todd," she said matter-of-factly, as if that answered everything.

"Shithead Todd?" said the other girl, who could only be Nicole, Ali's best friend in the world and Mike Anderson's girlfriend. Nicole and Ali had been inseparable as long as I knew them.

"What's he done now?" Nicole asked concerned.

"God," Ali said, sounding fraught and irritated, "I feel so stupid."

"Tell me about it?" prompted Nicole soothingly.

I had inched close enough so that I could kinda see their faces through the shelf if I looked up. Ali looked about ready to cry, and she had raised her hand to her face, pushing back the strands of her incredibly long chestnut hair out of her eyes.

"Last night," she started hesitatingly and softly, "You know...I thought I'd surprise him."

I could see Nicole give a nod of encouragement.

Ali continued as she said, "My parents are in Tampa, at that conference right? So I figured we could get together at my place. I figured it'd be nothing to get lucky!"

"What'd he do?"

A tone of irritation sounded in Nicole's voice as if she'd heard these charges read before.

"Nothing!" said Ali loudly and with anger, "That's the whole fucking point! Jesus, I was practically fucking naked! Begging him to screw me! And he just sat there like I was a fucking cow or something."

"He's a stupid fuck," Nicole told her sympathetically.

"The game was on, right?" Ali went on, "But like nothing I could do would get him to fuck me. I blew him during halftime, but he just left afterwards."

She had clearly started to cry and Nicole wrapped her arms comfortingly around her friend.

"Am I so fucking vile?" Ali asked her pulling away and wiping her eyes, "I mean the sight of me in a bra and panties isn't enough to get him hard?"

Well I knew it would have gotten me hard. This conversation was a real eye opener. I can't imagine what Todd had been thinking.

"Maybe he's queer?" asked Nicole, but even she sounded unconvinced.

"No way!" said Ali, "He's fucked me before! But lately, he's just not interested. I'm getting desperate. His dick was so good. So thick! Not like Ben at all."

Okay, I thought to myself, enough is enough. This conversation was taking me to a weird place. I knew both Todd and Ben. It was one thing to be one of the guys talking about doing the girls in the locker room, but this was an insider's perspective that I'd never heard before. I wasn't so stupid that I hadn't realized girls must talk about guy's equipment and performance and all, but I'd just never heard it first hand. Despite my curiosity, I decided I did not want to get trapped there listening to this conversation all of study period.

I got up off my stool and both of the girls instantly realized they weren't alone as they heard the scrap of the stool against the floor and the heavy tread of my footfalls as I walked around the shelf to their location.

"Who's there?" asked Nicole, impatiently, just before I rounded into their row.

"Oh, it's you Marc!" she said, catching sight of me, "Didn't expect to see you here. Eavesdropping."

She added the last bit with a pointed edge and her look would have killed me stone dead if it'd been a weapon.

"Ummm, sorry," I said, blushing, clearly knowing I'd been caught without an excuse, "I was in the next row reading...."

I stumbled over my words trying to think of something to say. I caught Ali's eye for a minute. They were puffy and red. She looked away without looking back at me.

"Look, I gotta run," I said, handing Ali the book I'd been reading. "But maybe this'll help with your paper. There's a lot of good stuff in there. Well anyway, I'll catch you guys later."

I started to walk back out the aisle, but then paused inextricably.

"Hey Ali," I told her, "I can't speak for Todd, but for what its worth there isn't a straight guy at this school who wouldn't give his left nut to be with you for one night."

I have no idea why I said that.

Ali was one of those girls that you dated, and I wasn't the dating kind. I would have been a good boyfriend for any girl, but I was hard to catch. So I settled for being the good, fun loving guy who banged the chicks but never got tied down by any of them. But it meant I never had any real intimacy with any of them either.

I started to walk away.

"Wait a sec, Marc!" Ali called after me as I reached the end of the row.

"What can I do for you?" I asked, turning back to her.

"Are you going to Jameson's party Friday night?"

"Well," I said, not wanting to commit to the party which all my teammates would be going to, "I got the game Friday, and practice on Saturday, and I still haven't finished this paper."

Nicole looked at Ali for a minute, who had suddenly gone all shy, as if egging her on.

I turned to leave again.

Then Nicole decided to take matters into her own hands.

"Oh, c'mon, Marc," she interjected in that guilty pleading tone I'd heard her use on her boyfriend Mike plenty of times, "Practice isn't that early, and you and Ali can work on your papers after practice on Saturday. You'll ace it anyway. You always do."

Ali gave her a look.

Of course Nicole was right. I didn't need that much time to write a good paper.

"Okay," I said, wondering exactly what was doing, "I'll see you guys there."

I flashed them my winning smile before I left.

* * *

That conversation had really got me thinking.

Ali and Todd had seemed joined at the hip for months, which seemed like forever in high school time. Ali was a year older than me and she had been dating Ben since I was a freshman. Since I was the only freshman at the school who had made it onto varsity, I'd gotten to know the older kids right away. Ben had been one of my fellow varsity football players before he graduated. When he and Ali had broken up most people assumed it had more to do with Todd having been made quarterback of the team when he'd moved from the freshman squad to varsity his sophomore year. And some people had viewed Ali as a social climber, using the status of her boyfriend to increase her own status. But she and Todd had been one of those sorts of couples that drive the rest of us crazy. They always looked so perfect together.

Todd hadn't mentioned that anything had been going on between them, then again why would he? It would have been open season on Ali. Notwithstanding that she was homecoming queen that year, which is mostly a bitchy popularity contest; Ali was by far one of the hottest girls in the whole school. She was perfectly proportioned from head to toe, and standing at about the height of my shoulder, she would have fit perfectly against my broad chest. But she was so delicate looking, I'd be afraid I'd break her if I held her too tight. Clearly the lady was supermodel material; the kind of woman that a guy is lucky to get a chance at once in a lifetime.

My accidental meeting with Nicole and Ali was in my thoughts all the next day. We had Kaufman's aforementioned history class together as well as English Lit, so I kept running into her. Todd and I didn't have any classes together though. But I finally got a chance to corner him in the locker room before the game that Friday night.

"Todd," I asked him with a punch on the shoulder, "How'ya doing, dude? Long time no see."

We were both half dressed for the game. He probably wasn't sure what to make of me. He was in my circle of friends as such, and we joshed around with each other and all, but Steve and Greg were the buddies I usually hung around with. Everyone in school knew they were my best mates, even if our posse included a much broader group of guys who played sports or generally indulged our sexual appetites. Todd had been pretty steady with Ali this past year, so the rest of us didn't really give it much thought when he didn't usually join us in our playful and frequent pursuit of the opposite sex.

"What's up, man?" he replied warmly with a nod.

"Saw Ali, the other day," I told him, "She said you guys were going to Jameson's tonight."

"Yeah," said Todd, "She said she didn't want to go last weekend, yesterday she changed her mind. Chicks, right?"

I nodded like I knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Yeah, man," I said, "Tell me about it."

We laughed. It was kinda stupid, but I laughed because he obviously thought it was funny.

"Dude," he asked me with a lascivious grin, "You got something going on for tonight?"

"No, man," I said earnestly enough, returning his shit eating grin, "But maybe I can get laid tonight. There'll be a lot of pussy there to choose from."

We continued putting on our equipment when I decided to venture a little further.

"Hey, man," I asked him, "You got Ali all bagged up and ready to go tonight or what? Shit, she's tight, dude. You're one lucky son of a gun."

He suddenly grabbed my shoulder and I thought maybe I'd said something he didn't want to hear. Instead of clocking me, he pulled me closer to him in a conspiratorial huddle.

He asked me in a low voice, "Sometimes, dude, I just get a little tired of fucking the same old hole, ya know? I mean I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. You're a fucking stud, man. You get more ass than a toilet seat. I hear you guys talking, man. Fuck, I bet you've never even needed to fuck the same hole more than once. No one around here has fucked as many chicks as you have. A guy's gotta get it while he can, right? Am I wasting my time with just one girl?"

As a matter of fact Todd was both right and wrong. I had fucked more girls than any other guy in school, but I also frequently went back for seconds if the girl was willing.

But at that moment I looked at him seriously and said, "Hey, man, I tell you one thing, I may get around, but if I had a sweet little body like Ali's waiting for me, I'd give her more than just a blowjob, ya know? She's not the kind of girl you find just anywhere. She needs special attention."

He gave me a funny look, like he wasn't sure what I was talking about.

Fortunately I was saved by the fact that the game was about to start. Neither of us said anymore about it. Instead we headed out to the field.

* * *

The game was short and sweet, the best kind. We totally kicked the other team's ass. A good game gets my blood up, and I was feeling pretty pumped up from all the excitement. It didn't take a lot of coaxing from Steve and Greg to get me to decide to go to the party. I mean what the fuck else were we going to do on a Friday night anyway. So we hit the road in Steve's pick-up truck and headed off to join the rest of the kids at Jameson's.

It didn't take long to get there. And immediately after walking in the door it was easy to see that this party was going to be just like every other party of its kind. Too many of the same old crowd hanging around getting drunk of the beer that they managed to steal. I held back the impulse to yawn, and then suddenly Jameson was there giving us an enthusiastic greeting and telling us that since his parents and sister where gone to look at colleges back east, we could have our run of the place. He gave me a knowing wink, figuring I'd take him up on his offer before the night was over. Jameson knew me pretty well and I'd deflowered many a girl in his house.

Fuck, I'd probably had more sex in his house than his stuffy parents did.

The stereo was cranked up and an impromptu bar had been set up in the kitchen. There were no surprises. Everyone was familiar on sight, so Steve, Greg and I decided to split up and see what our chances were for the evening's fun, and finding a willing score.

I wandered through the kitchen and picked up a beer along the way and wound around the familiar layout of Jameson's downstairs living room until I stumbled on Ali and Todd. They were on the couch in the big family room that went off from the back of the house.

They seemed pretty intimate so I was going to just turn around and join up with the bump and grind outside near the pool. But just then Nicole, who was sitting across the coffee table from them, spied me.

"Hey, Marc!" she called over the racket.

I thought for a minute of pretending that I hadn't heard her, but then thought the better of it.

I looked over at her. She and Ali looked over at me and smiled. Todd was engrossed in a conversation with Mike, clearly reliving some memorable moment from the night's game. They waved at me and I returned the gesture with a macho nod of the head. Nicole motioned for me to come over.

"Be right back," I called to them and pointed to my beer, holding the bottle upside down to signal that it was empty.

Ali frowned at me, but I headed off to the kitchen. I was suddenly very self-conscious and I didn't really want to be put in some sort of awkward position between Todd and Ali.

I considered them both friends, such as they were.

I had thought I had escaped to the safe haven of the kitchen, but Ali appeared a few minutes later at the doorway.

"Hey," she said softly, ignoring the story that a drunken classmate was telling to some girl on the other side of the kitchen island, "You're not trying to run away from us are you?"

"Well," I started, really at a loss for what I wanted to say, "About the other day...."

"Don't worry about it," she told me.

"Okay," I said, not sounding convinced. 

"So," she asked me, changing the subject, "Do you want to dance?"

"What about Todd?" I responded.

"Oh, don't worry about him. He's talking sports with Mike; it'll be hours before he comes back to this planet. Besides," she paused, thinking it over, "He doesn't like to dance."

She moved closer to me than was comfortable for two friends of the opposite sex, and I caught a whiff of her perfume. Any willpower that I might have had rapidly disappeared when she put her hand on my forearm, the clothed tips of her breasts brushing against my chest.

"Well, I like to dance," I said firmly, trying very hard not to kiss the lips that were dangerously close to my own.

If I had just inclined my head even a few inches I would have been past the point of no return.

"Good," she said, with satisfaction, "C'mon."

She led me by the hand out the back double doors to the Jameson family pool. Our classmates danced around the edge, while some others indulged in a late night swim. The music was rough and it had a good beat. Ali danced a little shyly at first, but when she saw that I had not trouble getting into the rhythm, she moved in closer, and after a while not afraid to grind against me. I couldn't suppress the male reaction of my body. She must have felt my thickening cock as our thighs pressed together from dance to dance. Even through a couple of the slow songs, I didn't loose my boner. If she saw it or felt it she made no comment and we moved together for what felt like hours.

During the last song she pulled me in real close to her like a lover and whispered in my ear, "Marc, can we go somewhere and talk?"

"If you want," I murmured back to her, completely under her spell.

She and I went back into the house. We headed upstairs to look for a secluded place. I knew them all. The first door I opened was Jameson's sister's bedroom, and the sweaty couple grunting in the bed made it perfectly obvious that it was occupied.

Our next try was just as fruitless. This room I knew to be Jameson's and whoever was in there, probably Jameson himself, had taken the precaution of locking the door. Their impassioned noises made it clear that they were as occupied as the last couple had been.

The only room left then belonged to Jameson's parents. Score! It was empty.

I led the way inside. Still not sure at this point what was going to happen.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked her.

I turned around in time to see her lock the door behind us.

"It's been so long," she said, facing me.

She came right up into my arms and snuggled against me. It felt so natural to have her there that I pulled her to me tightly, my body responding as it had earlier.

She leaned up to kiss my face, and then I just went for it, throwing caution to the winds. I obliged her by putting my hand on her cheek and quickly bringing her face close to mine. I lowered my head to her lips, kissing her squarely on her luscious mouth. It was an easy kiss, exploratory, her body very close to mine. Her lips separated reluctantly from mine. I looked at her briefly again and then moved back in for another kiss, this time much harder than the last. Her mouth opened allowing me to snake my tongue into hers. She returned the favor, kissing me back passionately, as our tongues explored each other's mouths. Then my hands slid up her back and into her beautiful, long, dark hair, our tongues exploring each other's mouths thoroughly. Her arms went around my neck, holding me close to her face as we sat back against the bed. Our lips were now making loud smacking noises, as our breath came heavier and heavier into each other's mouths.




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I broke away from her embrace for a moment, catching my breath.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked her.

"You heard me the other day," she said huskily, "If Todd won't give me what I want, then I'll look for it elsewhere. I figured, well, with what I heard about you that you'd be a good choice. Besides I know you Marc. You're a good guy. You wouldn't hurt me."

"What've you heard about me?" I asked her laughing, "Do I have a reputation or something?"

"Girls talk too you know," she replied smugly.

Well that much was obvious. Since I figured I knew where she wanted this show to end, my usual cockiness was coming on strong.

"So tell me what you want," I said my hands reaching down behind her to squeeze those tender ass checks, and which in turn pulled her closer to the bulge in my jeans.

She was breathing heavily onto my neck and didn't seem to be wrestling with any great reluctance as she said, "I want you, not Todd."

"Be careful what you wish for," I said, softly, "You just might get it."

There was no battle going on in mind or in my jeans. I wanted to get inside her badly. But if Ali was wrestling with guilt or anything else, there was no apparent conflict in her attitude towards me.

I looked into her eyes, and swallowed hard.

We were safely locked away in Jameson's parent's room, I'd been here before. I knew the drill, and I didn't expect any interruptions.

Ali looked fine. And I was dying to touch all over her body. I wanted to lick her like a cat.

But this was so wrong. This was a buddy's girlfriend!

Ali ran a hand down my chest slowly, and I remembered my earlier conversation with Todd. I thought if he didn't appreciate her, I certainly did.

When Ali's hand reached the bulge in my jeans, gently rubbing over it, I sighed into her mouth. That was it. That was all it took. Fuck Todd! If he could let a prime piece of ass like this get away from him, then the dumb fuck deserved to be missing out on her pussy. A man needed to protect his woman and give her the satisfaction she needed.

I wasn't going to feel guilty that this precious creature wanted, no needed, a piece of me.

More determined now than ever, I let my hand up the front of her sexy body until it found the mound of her soft breast and I squeezed it gently. 

"Oh, mmmmm..." was the response I got for my troubles, as Ali moaned in pleasure.

She was very turned on now. I knew her pussy must have been aching to be touched, to be filled. Her agile fingers undid the button on my jeans and tugged down my zipper, her tongue raced around in the back of my mouth.

By this point I was very excited, and very hard, having had a boner off and on for over an hour. I knew I was going to be spared the agony of blue balls tonight as her hand slipped beyond the elastic waistband of my boxers and I felt her cherry red fingernails glide through my pubic hair. I moved my hands down her body until they ended up between her covered legs. 

Without much effort her little hand found my nearly ten inches of iron hard dick and her fingers gripped it eagerly. She stroked me slowly, still kissing me as I rubbed her clit and crotch under the thin material of her panties. I could feel the incredible warmth radiating from her pussy through the fabric. In that second I knew how badly she needed my cock in there. And, suddenly, as she stroked my tip, I came in her hand inside my boxer shorts, just like that kid in American Pie. I'd been so turned on by her tight body all night that I'd come prematurely like I was a virgin, rather than acting like the prize stallion she and I both knew and hoped I was. My actions were so unlike me; a guy who had scored by that time with over forty of the most prime and eligible pussies at school. 

"Oops," she said, pulling her hand out of my pants and up to her lips.

She licked the white cream off of her coated fingertips.

"I'm sorry," I said, embarrassed.

My face was turning three shades of crimson. I could feel it.

"Well," she said, encouragingly, "Todd used to call me a prick tease. I bet you're good for a least another round."

Without waiting to find out, she pulled my slightly softened dick out of my creamed underwear, and stroked it insistently, as she leaned in to kiss me again. I moaned and felt renewed vigor in my meat.

"Damn," she breathed, "It's true what they say. And you are way bigger than Ben or Todd!"

"They don't call me hammer for nothing," I groaned softly, leaning in to kiss her again.

But I pulled away from her mouth to cover her cheek and neck with my warm lips, nuzzling her earlobe as my fingers went to work on her panties under her skirt. My lips found hers again, and my tongue slid back into the mouth of my buddy's girl, as my hand slipped into her panties. I could feel the curls of her nicely trimmed pubic hair as my fingertips ran through it searching for her opening gate.

When I felt her hot, silky wetness I knew I'd found the hole that I was looking for. 

"Damn," she moaned, breaking away from our kiss briefly, letting her head fall back in pleasure, before kissing me again and with even more force than before. 

By this time I was harder than I'd been the last time I came. Her hand squeezed my shaft again, but this time I knew I'd regained control. My fingers moved in time into her hungry slit, as she beat me off. Then I slowly began to, ever so lightly, run a finger up and down her cunt lips and I sucked hard on her tongue.

I knew how to please a woman by this point.

I sensed she needed to be fucked, and she needed it so badly that she didn't care Todd was downstairs in the same house. The fact that he was in the living room beneath us was an incredible turn on for me actually.

I dipped my fingers repeatedly into her tight box, as her warm pussy gripped me tightly up to the second knuckle of my middle finger. Meanwhile her small hand was stroking me quickly now, almost daring me to cum again, and I'd begun humping upwards slightly into her palm, unable to control myself.

Ali was breathing so heavily, I worried she might hyperventilate or something. She was gasping every time my big finger went in and out of her cunt. God, if she liked that, wait till she got a load of my cock.

Then she broke our kiss, and looked at me like a jungle cat.

"Can I suck your cock?" she asked me, in the sexiest voice I'd ever heard.

I wanted to answer with something smart, but my brain had stopped working and so had my voice, for all that came out of me was a groan and an enthusiastic nod.

Moving my hand out of her panties, I watched her bend over towards my lap, holding my dick straight up in the air. She examined it for a moment, smiling, taking in the shape and size. I happen to lean a little to the left, but that doesn't diminish the overall size and length of the presentation for someone viewing me naked for the first time. There weren't any other guys in school white or black with a dick that big. And I watched her tongue quickly, eagerly, lick from the bottom of up to the top of the shaft up to the top; I closed my eyes and gave out a long contented sigh enjoying the feeling she was bringing me.

My hand reached out to grab on to her long, beautiful hair, wrapping it around my fist as Ali's tongue licked all around my mushroom tip, more slowly this time. 

Suddenly, I was in heaven as I felt her mouth engulf the first five inches of my cock instantly. I groaned again, squeezing her hair as she began to willingly bob her head up and down on my spike right there on Jameson's parent's bed. Her blowjob was fucking amazing; she clearly had had a lot of practice with Ben and then Todd. What a dumb shit Todd was! My ears were filled with the sounds of the smacking of her lips as she slurped up and down my length.

She could probably be heard in the hallway.

Her hand cradled my balls, holding them gently as her lips glided up and down my mighty shaft. She tried again and again to take it all the way in her mouth and then pulled out, moving slightly further down each time, stuffing more and more in, over and over, not missing a beat. It only took her about five minutes, and she maintained a fast pace the entire time.

I knew I was losing it.

"Jesus Christ!" I groaned, and she redoubled her efforts, sucking hard on my dick, slurping loudly

I gripped her hair tightly, unable to stop myself, and then I moaned even more loudly, holding her head down on my manhood as the flood gates opened.

I came. I came all over. A stream of cum fired deep into her mouth. Ali swallowed most of the load as she forced my dick out of her mouth. She held the tip of my cock against her cheek, stroking me. More cum than I'd ever thought possible spurted out me, which she rubbed all over her cheek like the girls in the porn flicks do. She actually purred like a kitten, rubbing the end of my dick all over her chin and mouth, gathering my cum onto her face as the remaining drops dribbled out. When it was finished Ali looked up at me. 

Fuck, her pretty face had my cum all over it! Like a facial. Thick and white, it was spotted across her gorgeous face as her hand gently squeezed a little more from the piss slit at the top of my dick. Smiling, not taking her eyes off of me, her tongue snaked out and gathered my semen off the end of my dick and scooped it into her mouth. Finally, for effect, she released me, licking the jizz from around her mouth as she grabbed for some tissues on an end table near the bed. She wiped her face off, smiling. 

"Was that good for you?" she asked.

All I could do was nod my agreement.

"Now I think it's my turn," she ordered.

She got up off the bed and began taking off her clothing. She started by pushing her skirt down over her silky ass. Then her skimpy panties were fully exposed to my eyes. I was really enjoying the view, but it only got better as her sandals and stockings came off too. I realized for the first time that her toenails were painted to match the color of her fingernails. This was awesome. Ali was putting on her own private strip show just for me, and piece after piece of clothing was hitting the floor.

My horny dick never had a chance to go back down! 

I stopped her before she took off her panties. I wanted to savor all of this. Really enjoy the moment. I wanted to eat her out through her panties for a while, and prolong the opportunity to see her wonderful pink pussy. Which was now much easier for me, since I'd already come twice by this time.

As I contemplated my options, Ali lay down on the bed next to me wearing only her panties and I watched her spread her thighs in invitation.

What kind of man am I to refuse such a polite request? Her eyes fixed on mine as I went down between her open thighs. 

I broke our gaze so I could examine my working environment. I heard Ali gasp when she felt my lips brush her inner thigh. I love how soft the skin of a woman's thigh feels against my lips, and I'm sure my five o'clock shadow tickled her skin. 

Her smell was strong and I knew she was very aroused.

I kissed ever closer to her greedy little pussy, gently kissing the tops of her legs, immediately beside the fabric of her panties. Her chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Then with more force I kissed her pussy lips over her panties, feeling how swollen those lips were. I slid my hands under her gorgeous ass, moving them in between her flesh and the material of her panties, in order to hold her crotch up to my face. Then I sucked her cunt into my mouth through her underwear and Ali gasped again, louder this time, tingles firing through her body. She placed a hand on the back of my head, holding it between her legs as I licked at her sensitive spots.

Soon she was writhing that horny pussy into my face as my tongue teased her, never touching her bare skin. Her entire body was generating electricity, and I knew she desperately needed me to touch her without interference from her panties. 

The material was now sopping wet with her sticky juices, and I caught her taste as my stimulation continued. Desperately needing more, she moved her hand between her legs and her fingers touched the side of her panties. Slowly she pushed them aside, gradually revealing her most private area to me. 

Beautiful, swollen, pink pussy lips emerged, framed by curls of her hair. If I hadn't recovered from that most excellent blowjob earlier, I was making up for it now!

I pushed my jeans and spoiled underwear down around my knees. My cock was now dangerously close to being at full attention and it was waving painfully in the air. But I continued gently kissing her sensitive lips. Finally, though, she caught her breath. Then I kissed them once more, slowly running my tongue from her bottom up to her top, while nudging her clit on the way by. 

"Fuck!" she sighed, softly.

I could taste her delicious juices again and again as I collected them with my lapping tongue. Grabbing the sides of her panties, I tugged them down and she raised her ass off the bed to allow me access. I threw them on the floor, staring at the exposed woman before me as she opened her legs again. 

"This is what I'm talking about," I said, to no one in particular.

I buried my face once more between her thighs, my tongue, hungry, sliding into her. I pushed it in as far as I could go, wiggling it, teasing her. Ali was writhing her crotch into my face as I tongued her. Grabbing her ass with my hands, I spread her lips with my thumbs, exposing the pink of her vagina. Then I licked all over everything I could expose, purposefully avoiding her clitoris. Then I sucked her lips into my mouth, running my tongue over her sensitive skin as I held it between my lips. She moaned again, her eyes closed, allowing an orgasm to approach.

I stopped, quite suddenly, and to her dismay I pulled back, looking at her. 

"Get on your hands and knees," I commanded, "I want to eat you out from behind. Your ass is so beautiful I want to see it."

My smile was all it took, and she was up on her hands and knees right there on the bed. Her ass was bent over right in front of me, creamy white skin begging to be touched. My cock twitched at the sight. Then I kissed her ass, all over each cheek, hands squeezing and spreading her flesh as I kissed it. The pink of her pussy lips glistened in the dim light of the bedroom, and I kissed them again, finally, causing her to gasp with pleasure. My tongue once more back in her love tunnel, my face buried in the crack of her ass.

I was able to suck her clitoris into my mouth, and this set her off. 

She cried and she moaned as she felt her sensitive clit finally being manipulated. Her heart was pounding and she raced towards heaven. My tongue tickled over her clit lightly as fast as I could move it, still holding it between my lips. She was rocking her ass into my face, gasping for breath. 

She whined, cumming hard. Her pussy was convulsing around my tongue as I began to lap up her creamy juices. Damn, I was holding the sides of her ass tightly, tasting her yummy sauce as she came violently. As she recovered, my continued licking prolonged her pleasure. Finally, I released her from the sexual hold I had on her. My cock was at full attention, my jeans and underwear were down at my knees, so I kicked them off and I knelt behind her. 

Christ almighty, I couldn't take it anymore! That gorgeous white ass was sticking up at me, and her feet were spread far apart on the bed. Ali's pussy was tingling like mad, her breath came in gasps. I knew that she so wanted this! This is what the whole evening had been about. I ran the head of my cock down the crack of her ass, slowly. My dick twitched again and again as it felt the moist warmth emanating from her slit, and then I slowly ran my mushroom tip up and down her crack.

She shuddered. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh..." she cried out when she suddenly felt me fill up her empty space.

I've never met a pussy yet that can take my cock in one thrust. It's just too big to do that comfortably. But with rocking thrusts, I drilled inside her until, with one last mighty push, my cock was sheathed inside her. By that time my massive girth was sliding firmly into her well-moistened hole. I grabbed her sexy ass with both of my hands, and I pressed her against my crotch, making sure every inch of my fat cock was inside her twat, balls banging against her, grinding her down against me. 

Then she came again, right there. I felt her juices coating my dick and spilling out around my cock.

It was the perfect excess lube. With her cum moistening my way I pounded into her greasy pussy like a jackhammer. The friction from my cock drying up her sloppy cunt, as some of her grease spilled onto my balls and thighs. She'd come like a bucket of water, but she was still so tight around me.

I heard people in the hallway as sexual partners for the evening did their dance. I'd fucked many a girl in Jameson's house, including his older sister, although he didn't know that. The springs on this deluxe king size bed weren't enough to keep down the noise from our fucking.

"Flip me over Marc," she moaned, "I want to watch you fuck me."

I got beneath her, and she impaled me from the top. Ali was kissing all over my face, and I met every one, as my pace changed with her hips now in control. Her tongue poured into mine and she began to raise and drop her ass onto my lap quickly, a rhythmic slapping sound accompanying the motion each time as flesh hit flesh. My rod flew in and out of her fantastic hole, and I grabbed her ass to guide her.

Her naked titties were bobbing up and down in my face and I couldn't help myself. I reached up to grab them and play with them, cock and pussy be damned. Finally without guidance, my meat fell out of her tunnel, and I turned her over onto her side, sliding back into her waiting hole within seconds. Now we were spooning on top of the covers.

The way her walls were undulating around my cock, I figured she was heading for another orgasm. I growled into her ear, as my hungry dick moved harder, further and faster into her. My fingers played with her nipples at the same time like she was a fine instrument.

Shit, I was thrusting for dear life, fucking through yet another of her orgasms. I kissed up her neck and rolled her back on top of me, my hands once again latching onto her ass and helping her ride me. My lips found hers and breathlessly she kissed me back. As she calmed down a little, I gently sat up, holding her up above me with one arm, keeping myself deep inside her. 

I lay her down on the other end of the bed, lying on top of her, keeping my cock inside her cunt the entire time. She was kissing my face as I laid her down on the bed like a babe.

Then I began to fuck her hard in earnest.

I could hear her moan in my ears as my pistoning hammer continued unabated in and out of her wanting hole. I thrust harder and harder, for minutes at a time.

Finally, I couldn't take anymore of my incessant jack hammering in that tight space and I ground my teeth together in an ecstasy close to agony.

I glanced at the nightstand. It had been over thirty minutes of relentless fucking, judging from the time on the clock. This was some of the best fucking I'd had in my young life.

"I'm cumming again baby," I told her groaning.

All she could do in response was moan, another of her own orgasms well on its way, when I slid deep into her, holding my cock inside her. She cried in pleasure, and I felt the particular undulations in her pussy walls that told me she'd just cum again, the pulsating working my dick hard around my iron flesh. The juice just dripped onto my balls as they rested against her ass having no where else to go.

Then my cock spasmed too, just seconds later, held there inside her, being milked of every last drop of cum my balls had produced that day.




Glory Daze Ch. 03



Ali rubbed her cunt around my steely flesh as it was held still inside her, streams of my semen leaking into her.

I wondered how many times Todd and Ben had partaken of this very same pleasure before me.

Finally the last of my load was shot up inside her willing womb. Her boyfriend's buddy had just committed a venal sin inside her. And man was it worth it!

We slowly recovered and I collapsed onto her, her breasts mashed against my chest, my cock softening dramatically, until it slid out of her well-fucked pussy with a long low slurping noise.

I rolled off of her then, realizing the gravity of what we'd done and knowing at least half of our social circle was still outside boozing it up.

It occurred to me then looking at the double door, that Jameson's parents had a balcony off their bedroom with a staircase rising up to it. A person could easily get away without being seen, provided there was no one near the garage.

"That was so good," I told her, and meaning it, "But I think we'd better get out of here if you don't want us to be the talk of the whole school Monday morning."

She smiled at me mischievously.

"Why don't you use the back deck?" I suggested, "And I'll go out the way we came in."

She was reading my mind already and I lay on the bed as I watched her get up and get dressed. There are few things sexier than watching a woman you just fucked get up and put her clothes on.

I gave her about a three minute head start and I checked the clock. It read 11:12.

Surely Todd would be beside himself at this point wondering what had happened to his girl?

I tugged on my jeans and shirt. And when I opened the door the upstairs was actually pretty quiet. Jameson's bedroom door was cracked open and pushing it a little further, it looked like he had his dick buried in someone. Seeing more than enough, I took off for the stairs.

That's when I ran, quite literally, into Todd coming out of the bathroom.

"Sorry, man," he said, zipping up his fly.

"No problem," I replied, and then I asked him, "Good party?"

I could smell the beer on his breath and knew he was way past sobriety.

"Shit, yeah," he grinned, "Melissa Connors, just gave me head in the bathroom."

"What?" I asked him stupidly.

"Well, Ali disappeared about an hour ago, then Nicole disappeared too. We figured they went home," then suddenly switching subjects he said, "Hey was that you in the bedroom, man?"

"Uh, well, yeah," I said.

Todd's grin grew even broader, as he mistook my sheepish reply for false modesty.

"Well, score dude!" he said enthusiastically, punching me in the shoulder, "I could hear you nailing that pussy in the hall, man. Listen, dude, I gotta jet. If you see Ali, tell her I took off and I'll call her tomorrow. If the stupid bitch can't stand by her man at a party then she's no fucking good anyway."

I kept my mouth shut, realizing that to defend Ali's honor at this point would just get me into trouble. Besides she'd just banged the shit out of me while her boyfriend was getting head from some girl down the hall. So people in glass houses should throw stones or whatever.

What a weird world.

"Dude," I asked him, "You got a ride?"

"Don't worry, man," said Todd heading down the stairs, "I'm covered. Melissa's gonna give me a ride home."

Then he started to laugh at himself, and then made a drunken attempt at a joke, "Or maybe she'll give me a ride at home?"

"Okay, my man," I said laughing, more at him that with him, "Don't have too good a time."

I'd fucked Melissa a few times last year, and I knew that if Todd wanted it, she would definitely let him get lucky. People were openly making out at this point and it was clear that the party was wrapping up as a few couples hooked up for the night and the rest of us just headed home.

Of course Greg and Steve took off without me, probably to the bars to score some chicks. Which was cool with me considering they must've figured I'd found some girl to shack up with for the night anyway. I figured I could just crash at Jameson's that night and catch a ride with him to practice in the morning.

Suddenly Ali and Nicole came out of the kitchen.

"Need a lift?" asked Nicole, jiggling her car keys at me and giving my crotch a thorough, and not too subtle, once over.

"Well," I said, "I guess I could."

That settled it. We were off in a flash. Ali and Nicole acted pretty much like nothing had happened that evening, although Ali managed to avoid my eyes. Nicole made small talk about what a lame party she thought it was.

She was just finishing up her thoughts on it as she pulled up to my door, saying, "Jesus, fucking Mike in the Jameson's laundry room is getting pretty dull. But I think the smell of Jameson's sister's dirty undies turns Mike on. Hey, I got an idea, maybe you can throw a little party at your house one of these days Marc? That'd be pretty cool."

She winked at me in the rearview mirror.

"Right," I said, as I got out of the car, and wondering what exactly she meant by that comment, "Anytime."

"Be careful what you wish for," said Nicole, smirking.

The comment had an eerily familiar ring to, and then she added, "Cause sometimes you just might get it."

"Right, again," I smiled, and then to Ali in particular, I added, "Thanks for the ride."

"See you later Marc," said Ali suddenly, sitting in the passenger seat.

She rolled the window down and looked at me for the first time since our journey home began, "We're still going to study tomorrow afternoon right? Finish that big paper?"

"Sure," I said, leaning towards the window, "My parents are out of town and my brother's at college, so we'll have the place to ourselves."

"Great," she said, "Call you later."

Then she and Nicole looked at one another and giggled. They sounded like they were in junior high. Then Nicole hit the accelerator, and I took a step back as Nicole's car peeled off down my driveway to the main road, kicking up dirt and dust in its wake.

I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Hell, I wasn't sure what exactly had just happened in the last couple hours. It felt like I'd just stepped out of a dream or something. And I realized I'd just been used for my cock by the homecoming queen so she could satisfy an itch. Me, the kind of jock who usually does the screwing and then does the leaving afterwards. For the first time I felt the other shoe drop, and even though I might have been a little bit in love, and feeling used, I think I liked it.

She was a girl who could fuck me anytime.

Jesus, I thought to myself, laughing out loud as I headed up to my front door. Women! What's a guy to do?

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Copyright © 2002, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached.



Glory Daze Ch. 04



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years....

Story Four -- The Morning After

I woke up the next morning with a hangover.

Woke up is probably too strong a word to describe what happened. I more or less came to. And what was that fucking annoying sound pounding in my head? It occurred to me, as my eyes finally focused on the ceiling, that it was a noise like a bell. Oh, shit! It was a bell. The doorbell. Shit! I was the only one home.

I immediately jumped up, sprang out of bed, promptly forgetting the state of my head. In my haste to get out of bed my feet tangled in the covers, and I tripped and fell over. Hitting the floor caused spasm of pain to shoot through my dehydrated head that felt like someone split my skull open with an ice pick.

"Fuck!" I screamed, unintentionally causing an aftershock as the sound of my own voice now echoed through my brain.

And the fucking doorbell rang again.

"Jesus Fucking Christ!" I wailed at no one in particular.

Whoever it was, I was going to kill the motherfucker. Visions of random torture flashed through my mind, as I finally made it down the stairs and to the front door.

"What the fuck do you want?" I asked angrily as I threw open the front door.

The bright light streaming in from outside hit me right in the eyes and I wasn't able to adjust them quickly enough to see who was standing outside the door.

"I could come back later," came a very determined female voice, with perhaps a hint of amusement in it. "If this is a bad time?" she added with emphasis.

In the second it took me to throw my hand up to shield the glare, I realized it was Ali standing there. Her backpack was swung over one shoulder.

"Uh, Ali," I stumbled, fumbling for something to say, "Damn. Sorry. I'm mean.... I didn't know it was you.... Shit. Do you wanna come in?" I managed to say finally, sounding about as stupid as I felt.

Visions of the night were flooding back into my mind with full force as she squeezed past my frame to enter into the foyer of my parent's home. She was dressed in a tight fitting top and designer jacket, with one incredibly short skirt barely covering her ass.

"We're supposed to work on the paper for history class, or did you forget?" she asked.

I tore my head from her ass to look her in the face as she turned to look at me saying, "That's a good look for you by the way."

I looked down at myself. I was still wearing the stained boxers I'd had on last night, and nothing else. Absentmindedly, I moved my hand through my unruly bed head.

"Right," I said, still dazed, "The paper. It's just that I didn't expect you to get here this early."

"It's not early, Marc," she replied nonchalantly, "It's noon already. When did you plan on getting started?"

"Noon?" I asked breathlessly.

One glance at the hall clock confirmed the truth. Well I'd already missed football practice this morning. Coach was gonna be wicked pissed at me.

"Damn," I said, "I guess you took more out of me last night than I'd thought."

That and the tequila I had when I got home last night.

I tried to smile my usual winning smile. I wasn't sure if it was working or not. I was too tired to care.

"Marc," she said pointedly, brushing aside my attempted charm, "I did want to talk about last night with you."

So the other shoe finally drops. My smile faded. 

When I didn't respond she continued, "You know that Todd and I have been going steady for a while now right?"

I nodded.

Was Ali experiencing morning after guilt or something? Shit, if she was going to make this big a deal out of it, I was going to need some aspirin. Fuck, I was going to need the aspirin anyway.

"Well," she said, "I don't want you to think that last night was just something I do all the time."

Oh, I get it.

She's decided to take him back. Cool, I thought, whatever. At least I got a taste of her pussy before I died. I could live with that. Probably shouldn't tell her that Michelle Collins gave him a blowjob either. Hell, he'd probably also fucked her.

Not meaning to be rude, I turned my back on her, and I headed directly to the kitchen cabinet where my mother kept the pain reliever. I could hear Ali's soft footsteps on the floor behind me.

"I saw Todd after practice this morning before I came over here."

This was going to need more than just aspirin. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge.

"Do you want one?" I asked her.

I opened mine and used the first swig to wash down three aspirin.

"Maybe later," she said impatiently, "Can you let me finish what I'm saying?"

"Look, Ali," I said, interrupting whatever it was she felt she needed to say, and no doubt with a less polite tone than I used in my usual good humor, "I get it. I've got a fucking hangover. Last night was great, but I'm not stupid. It wasn't my first one night stand ever and I'm sure it won't be my last. To tell you the truth, I was feeling a little guilty about screwing my buddy's girl behind his back. It's okay. You don't need to make such a big fucking deal about it."

She looked at me calmly, and then said in what I gathered was the voice she used for little children and stupid young men, "Marc, what the fuck are you talking about? I came over here to tell you that Todd and I are through. The way I felt last night. That dick! And the way you made me cum. No man has ever made me feel that way. I've realized there's a whole world out there besides Todd. Believe me, I'm a girl who looks around before she buys."

Admittedly, I wasn't thinking too clearly yet. I was also a little stunned. There was not a part of me that really believed, even when I was balls deep inside her, that Ali was seriously going to leave the school quarterback.

I let her words sink in and took another swig.

"But before you say anything, Marc," she said, putting up her hand in a warning gesture, "You were absolutely amazing. No question about it. But I'm not looking for another boyfriend right now. I'm young. I want to have a good time. That's why I gave Todd back his jacket and ring this morning. I even gave him my crusty panties from last night to let him know that this morning was the last time he was ever going to cum in my pussy."

Now I really was hearing things.

"I'm sorry," I said in disbelief, "Did you just say Todd came inside you this morning? As in you fucked him?"

"Yes."

"When this morning?"

"Well it takes twenty minutes to get from here from the school, so I guess about a half hour ago."

"Christ."

I hadn't realized it, but thinking about her fucking Todd was making me hard.

"Shit, fuck, damn," I managed to say, absorbing it, "That's a lot of information for one boy to take in."

"So, do you want to fuck me?" she said without missing a beat, looking me straight in the eye.

"Oh, yeah" I said eagerly, without a moment's hesitation, completely caught up in the moment, and half-groaning.

Then I remembered ostensibly why she was there in the first place.

"Hey, don't we have a paper to do?"

"Don't worry about it," she said, her backpack falling to the floor, "Guess I forgot to tell you on Friday, Kaufman gave us all an extra two weeks to work on it."

"So, we have the whole afternoon free?" I asked her rhetorically.

"Mmmm, yes we do," she replied anyway, sidling up to me so that I could use my free hand to bring her mouth up to mine.

Our kiss was long and deep. The first one followed by another even longer. I finally had to set the half gone beer on the counter so that I could do my work properly.

I finally broke away long enough to ask her, "What was all this about fucking Todd again?"

At the invitation my open arms extended, Ali responded by jumping up into my arms and wrapping her legs around my naked waist. I could feel the warm flesh of her thighs pressing against my abs, just above my hardening cock. Then she put her tongue down my throat again.

Christ, she tasted so good!

Her body weighed nothing in my strong arms. Adjusting her weight with ease I walked with her still attached, her arms wrapped around my neck, into the living room and lovingly laid her out on my parent's couch.

I needed to get a look at this freshly fucked cunt.

Lifting up her skirt with my hand, her gorgeous slit came into view. She really had given those panties to Todd. I could see that his leftover fluids were still oozing out of her tight pink folds, having been partially smeared around her pussy lips by the friction of her own thighs. Even the crusty remains of our session the night before still remained for my pleasure this morning.

I ran my fingers around the outside of her cunt, feeling the delicate flesh of her pussy's lips. The white juice from another man made my fingertips slick. Then I pressed an experimental finger inside the warmth of her pussy. The pink skin wrapped around my finger. My thumb massaged her exposed clit.

She let out a moan.

Still moist from her first sex of the day, her lips had become swollen and engorged again in anticipation of what was coming.

After I'd primed her a couple times with my fingers, I brought the cum coated fingertips to her lips and watched as she licked them clean.

Christ, I didn't think I could play some kind of game with her today. Last night was about lovemaking; the morning after was going to be about nailing the bitch into the couch.

No mercy.

Baby, was I ever hard.

My big hands encircled her waiting body and I grabbed her roughly by her breasts.

"Get this fucking top off," I commanded in a voice not meant to be disobeyed.

Ali knew my mind. She hurriedly pulled off her jacket, even as I was pushing up her top to get at those full tits. My thick rod was now pressing against her sloppy pussy through my boxers. Soon it was going to be inside her where it belonged.

In seconds her bra was unhooked as well. I threw it across the room and climbed over her. All that remained on her body was that sexy skirt already pulled up to reveal everything to me. She was just ripe for the taking. I didn't care if she was used goods. She was fucking sexy. She was all tits and ass.

Ali's hands pushed down my boxer shorts, exposing my cock. She grabbed at the fat round girth, alternately holding it and stroking it as it hung in the air between us. I moved down so that the head of my dick pressed at the entrance to her treasure.

Then I let instinct take over and humped my hips roughly, pushing forward. The lips of Ali's pussy parted, those oh so tight lips, and the head of my cock forced its way inside her again.

"Fuck yeah!" I groaned as Ali moaned in pleasure.

I looked her in the eye, enjoying the pleasure I was bringing to her body. I pushed some more and two inches of my manhood were forced into her body. Man she was so tight, even with the stretching Todd's more modest dick had given her less than an hour before. Her pussy gripped the top part of my cock so incredibly tightly that it made my head spin. She was so tight that he couldn't push any further. I withdrew a little and then pushed forward again. Most of my dick slid into her hot, aching cunt with the force I put into the thrust. I felt her hungry hole take me inside, forcing over half of my monster within her in one instant.

She gasped with pleasure.

Her cunt was filled up with my cock just like last night. I forced myself inside even more by maneuvering my body closer for maximum effect. The greasy way was tight and slick, but Todd's cream provided some lubrication for my way. I felt the crustiness of my earlier deposit break around us, as Todd's spunk dribbled out around my cock, coating the underside of my hairy balls. Soon my entire dick was inside her moist center. The squishing noises were just incredible.

"Oh, Lord, that feels SO good!" Ali moaned, "Fuck, I can't get over how big you feel. Todd doesn't feel this good."

Her comparison of my cock with the school quarterback's made me feel hotter, even though I already knew no other guy in school had anything on me.

"Todd's just a boy darlin," I told her, "And I'm a man. I've got a man's dick and I've got a man's needs."

I punctuate my words with vigorous thrusts.

One of Ali's legs fell off the couch as I started fucking her with abandon. Her foot then rested flat on the floor. Her beautiful legs were spread as far apart for me as they could get.

I couldn't get over the way her hot pussy was so tight, even after a morning fuck with Todd. I didn't know how much longer I was going to last inside her at this rate! The urgency I was feeling was amazing and I didn't know what it was about this chick that got me so worked up. My pistoning in and out of her sloppy wet goodness was soon at a lightening pace. One arm held me above her; the other moved down to stroke her breast and the soft curve of her side.

Our moans grew louder together as we called out to God, goodness and all holy fuck.

She was as excited by this encounter as I was, having discovered a whole new world and it made her scorching hot. Her body tensed with preparation for an oncoming orgasm.

Then Ali's moans became inhuman, as her violent orgasm was released around me.

And all because of me.

The inner walls of her pussy were squeezing and releasing my iron hard dick. Her entire body was afire, her eyes squeezed tight, a face lit in ecstasy.

I fucking lost it looking at her. It was a religious experience, I had no doubt.

At the point of no return and with one last mighty thrust, I slid my dick out of her pussy. Almost too late to keep from cumming inside that treasure. I was almost too big and long to get it all the way out in time. But as my dick slid up the outside of her cunt, I came with complete recklessness. My shots of cum covered the outside of her pussy; the big globs hitting one after another around her cunt lips. One really powerful shot even made it up onto her stomach.

My cock jerked visibly, my hand stroked out the last remaining dribbles of white fluid.

I pushed myself away and got up on my knees to look down at my handiwork, still shaking my cock out in my hands. It felt good to stroke my hot dick even though I'd just cum.

Ali, almost knowing what I was waiting for, reached down between her thighs and rubbed my juices into her skin like some kind of lotion. Those white drops smeared all over her and looked as sexy as hell.

I felt like the king of the castle, kneeling there above her.

My cock still jutted out proudly before me, and I must have looked like quite the proud peacock. I was trying to lay a claim to this woman; marking her as my own. God she was good, she brought out something in me I didn't even understand. Jokingly, I mimicked pounding on my chest like a gorilla in order to make her laugh.

"God, baby," I said, seeing her laughing face, "I could fuck you forever."

Then she smiled up at me, real sexy like. I wanted to take her again right there. My dick had gone a little soft at this point until it was just flexible enough to bend. But as I looked at her, it was titanium again as I wrapped it in my palm. I fisted myself a couple times, just to keep up the feeling.

"I need to take a shower," I said, "C'mon upstairs."

I slipped off my boxers, and she took off her skirt. We were as naked as Adam and Eve. I offered her a lift on my broad back and like a little schoolgirl she climbed on for a piggyback ride.

In a few minutes we were in the flowing warm water of my parent's big shower. Ali, put her arms around my neck and stood on her toes, so her lips found mine. Her hands slid down my back, as mine grabbed the tender handfuls of her ass cheeks. She kissed my mouth with passion, over and over again.

Ali's sent her tongue eagerly into my mouth and her wet body came close to mine, I pulled her as close as possible. My dick was firm pressing against her stomach, fighting for room there. Our tongues continued to explore each other's mouths, becoming increasingly more familiar with the other's contours.

Ali pulled back from me a little, and brought her hands down between us to grab my manhood.

There was no doubt I was still hard.

She broke her last kiss with me, looking me in the eye, smiling as she stroked me, and I watched her breathlessly as she sank to her knees in the spray. Ali bent underneath me, her tongue snaking out and lapping underneath my ball sack.

Man, that felt so good.

Unbelievably she sucked one of my balls into her mouth as her small hand continued to stroke my shaft. Then she released me, sucking the other ball into her mouth tenderly. I steadied myself against the back wall of the shower.

Then she released that testicle as well. I could see and feel her long tongue slowly lick around the base of my dick. Moving upwards, the tongue trailing along, she reached my mushroom head. My helmet was given a thorough cleaning all the while her hand jerked me off further down my long length.

The she opened her mouth and slowly slipped the top of my cock inside. I moaned in absolute ecstasy. Her mouth was warm and moist like her pussy itself. She could take more of me inside her mouth than any girl before or since. She was amazing, deep throating over six inches. No gag reflex. The remaining balance of exposed flesh remained in her hand.

She was an expert stroking my dick. At first all that I could hear was the shower spray, but as Ali got her momentum going, the loud noises of her slurping began. A testament to her hungry, eager mouth. I watched her lips move up and down my shaft.

The water continued to fall over my back and shoulders.

I was vaguely aware of it as I watched my cock disappear and reappear into Ali's knockout face.

I was enjoying her blowjob and she was expert at it. But I wanted more, needed more. I lifted her chin gently, felt and saw my dick pop out of her mouth. She smiled up at me as she got to her feet. My lips crushed hers, and then I forced her to the back of the shower, and I pressed my body against hers. My soldier was at attention against her stomach again.

My hands moved all over her breasts, caressing them.

I began to kiss under her chin and down her neck, both of us breathing heavily while I kissed down her chest. My lips brushed against her wet skin as I brought a hand down between her legs. Then I ran my fingers through the near shaven hair around her pussy. She parted her legs slightly for me. The water had washed away the remains of our earlier fucking and that of her and Todd.

My lips engulfed the nipple on her left breast; my fingers felt the soaking wetness of her slit. She sighed, not for the first time, as I sent tingles shooting through her body, my fingering now stroking her clit. Taking my own turn I sank to my knees, a flurry of kisses down her chest and stomach, until I reached her belly button.

She lifted her leg and put it against the shower, giving herself to me totally as before. I took a good close up look at that pink pussy, still swollen and quivering. Like the night before, I placed my mouth over her cunt and slipped my tongue inside her. 

She cried out, running her hands back over my mind, half guiding me, half forcing me. My tongue twirled around inside her, lapping up her taste. Then I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth.

I felt her body squirm above me.

My hands held her ass tightly as I released her cunt lips from my mouth. I slowly licked back up her slit to her sensitive clit. Ali gasped audibly yet again.

Her hand now pushed my head into her much harder now. I must have been in an area where she wanted me to stay. I could hear her chest heave as she breathed a little more arduously than usual. My tongue continued to tease her clitoris, running up and down it lightly. 

Ali squirmed, feeling an orgasm approach now. I sucked her tiny button into my mouth, running my tongue back and forth over it rapidly, forcing this captive woman over the edge. 




Glory Daze Ch. 04



"Oh, God!" she cried out, "Oh, Jesus!"

Then she let out a long low moan, tensing as an orgasm washed over her. She rubbed her pussy against my face as she came. Her heart was pounding and she was gasping for breath, trying to recover. 

But I finally pulled my head back and got to my feet. Ali was still panting, still trying to recover as my lips found hers yet again. She kissed me back breathlessly, sloppily. Ali tasted her own juice on my lips. We were crazed.

I needed to be inside her again so badly! 

So I spun her around forcefully wanting to take her bad. My cock twitched as I looked at her naked ass bent over before me. Ali had a truly perfect ass, I decided. A real fucking record breaking round, creamy piece of work. Truly a masterpiece. My plan had been to spin her around and ram my cock inside her, but now I found myself helplessly sinking to my knees behind her again, overcome with that beautiful bit of flesh. 

My lips went to her flesh and kissed those ready cheeks. I used my hands to spread them apart, massaging them as I kissed each one all over. I could see her tight little asshole, and her swollen pussy underneath, and my lips went closer and closer to her crack. Then I kissed her slit from behind. She moaned again. 

This was the best cure for a hangover I'd ever had.

I buried my face in her ass as my tongue slid back into her cunt, tasting her once more. My tongue relentlessly licked at her slit, and she squirmed, toes curling. 

I kissed her pussy one more time before slowly licking at the skin that was between her pussy and her asshole. She leaned forward with her hands on the edge of the shower as I ate her out from behind; my fingers manipulated her own clitoris. 

Burying my face in her ass, my mouth engulfed her pussy, her hand being replaced by my tongue on her clit.

Then Ali moaned, and I believe she came yet again.

I was far too horny to keep licking her as she came, so I stood up behind her while she quivered and moaned, trying to regain control of herself. 

I slapped her ass cheeks a few times. The flesh was soft, but perfectly tight, firm and round.

"Get that big fucker inside me," she gasped, anticipating my desires, "Put it in! God please put it in!"

I ran my thick cock down the crack of her ass as she bent over further for me. I ran my cock head down her slit until I had reached the entrance to her box.

Then I pushed forward like I'd done before, feeling once again how that tight, hot pussy stretched slowly to allow the first couple of inches of me inside.

The shower beat down on my back.

I pulled my dick out of her. I could see the pink lips of her pussy pull outwards along with my rod as I withdrew it. Then I put it back in position and pushed hard. 

She cried out as I forced more than half of my dick into her. I grabbed the soft sides of her ass and began to fuck her wet pussy using only half of my dick. Let her get used to my size again. She was purring, my cock feeling so nice gliding in and out of her twat like that. Then I jammed the entire cock into her, slamming my groin hard against her ass with a slap. 

"Oh, fuck yes..." she sighed, now bursting wide and full of cock.

Hell, her pussy gripped at my meat like a milking machine, and I began to really fuck her from behind. I loved the way a hot pussy feels like a tight glove around me. I slapped her ass a couple times in my excitement, the reddened skin of her cheeks shaking softly with every impact. 

She just moaned. What else could she do? I was fucking her.

Her tits swung back and forth underneath her to the rhythm of my thrusts. And I filled up her tunnel faster and faster. Then she let out yet another long groan.

I heard Ali gasp, a grunt escaping her lips as an orgasm washed over her. I held her up as she nearly collapsed from the intensity of the orgasm around my jack hammering dick.

She was loving this. So was I.

I was beginning to feel pretty good with myself. Ali hadn't even been here for a half hour and I'd gotten her off three times. I could see her fluids oozing out of her body. My dick continued to slide in and out of her, gaining more lubrication with her cum, my balls bouncing off her ass, a pleasant slapping noise accompanying the whole scene.

But then again I was surprised to find I was loosing it again. Ali was so fucking hot and her cunt was so tight. All that water. All that wetness. Her body glistening with it. Her ass so beautifully exposed.

That was all it took.

"Damn, baby," I groaned, grunting in pleasure over her, "Can I cum on your face?" 

"Yes!" she said enthusiastically, smiling.

My long pole slide all the way out of her horny pussy, and she scrambled onto her knees before me. 

I held my long, nearly ten inch dick right in front of her. Ali's beautiful face was smiled up at me waiting.

Then I groaned, my member jerking in my hand. 

It didn't take long and there was a stream of my juice spraying out the end of my mushroom tip as it splashed on her face, the semen hitting the bottom of her forehead, and across her left eye to her cheek. Not as much as with our first fuck of the morning, but still a respectable enough ejaculation to keep my head held high.

Ali licked the cum off, savoring my salty taste.

Then she sucked me into her mouth to make sure she didn't miss any. Sliding her lips most of the way down my recovering pole. She sucked me hard, milking any drops out that might have remained. I pulled my dick out of her mouth.

Wow, what a fucking amazing morning. Uh, afternoon, I corrected myself. Shit, what a fucking unbelievable weekend this had been.

We got dressed and together made what was a late lunch for her, and a really late breakfast for me. I was temporarily exhausted from our endeavors despite my best intentions.

After we'd finished and as Ali got up to take our dirty dishes to the sink, I stared at her ass, which looked so great in that skirt. I loved the way her legs looked too. Long and sexy. I soon found as I stroked my cock that I was so ready again. I got up and followed her to the sink.

My arms slipped around her from behind. She turned in my embrace, smiling up at me.

I kissed her full on the mouth; my hands slid down and locked onto her ass over her skirt. She kissed me back, opening her mouth and putting her tongue into mine. I squeezed her soft ass as we tongued each other passionately. The bulge in my pants grew as it pressed against her stomach. Then I broke off the kiss. 

"Do you want to go to the bedroom this time?" I asked softly into her hair.

Ali only nodded.

I picked her up in my arms and I led her to my parent's bedroom with its massive bed. Once there, I set her down and spun her around, pulling her in close, kissing her soundly. My hands once again latched onto her ass as my tongue entered her mouth. I eased her shirt back up her body. We had to break the kiss as I pulled it off of her. 

She looked at me with her beautiful eyes as I backed her up to the bed. She fell back onto it and I tore my shirt off as I fell on top of her. 

I lay between her legs, grinding my hard bulge against her as we continued frenching in earnest. I began to kiss down her neck and chest searching out her cleavage.

My hand undid her bra strap again, slowly revealing a pink nipple. It was rock hard, and I engulfed it with my mouth. Her hands ran through my short hair as my tongue manipulated her breast. 

I kissed all around her nipple as I reached underneath her with both hands. She raised her back up for me, allowing me to undo the bra completely. I pulled it off slowly this time, freeing both of those gorgeous breasts. 

She was breathing heavily, watching to see what I would do next. I kissed her on the mouth as I took a breast in each of my large hands, squeezing them gently. My mouth trailed back down the slopes of her breasts and I sucked her other nipple inside, running my tongue lightly over it as I held it between my lips. Her hands held the back of my head, caressing my hair as I teased her tits with my mouth. 

I began to kiss down the smooth tanned skin of her stomach. My hands slid her skirt off, and I tugged it down, she raised her ass off the bed to help.

With the skirt out of the way I raised her left foot, kissing over top of it. I kissed along her ankle and slowly up her leg. My tongue teased under her knee, and she opened her legs wider as my lips caressed up the inside of her soft thigh. I kissed the skin at the top of her leg, just beside her beautiful cunt. 

My mouth again moved down to the lips of her pussy. She slid her feet up the bed as I slowly licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top, my tongue nudging her sensitive button.

Her juices were flowing freely, and I loved the taste of her as I dipped my tongue between the folds of her box. As I ran my tongue along the roof of her vagina, I undid my pants. I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth, releasing them quickly as I pushed both my pants and my fresh boxers down my legs. I kicked them off, freeing all my hardness yet again. 

My hands slid under Ali's soft ass, my mouth going crazy on her twat. She was writhing her crotch into my face as I lapped at her slit.

I crawled quickly up the bed, panther like, eager to slide inside this amazing woman. My big dick was swinging back and forth in the air underneath me as I made my way up to her. 

Ali opened her eyes, heart pounding as she realized I was above her. She smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck when I reached her. My lips covered hers, and she opened her mouth eagerly, allowing my tongue to dart inside. I raised my hips back, the head of my dick easily finding her steamy entrance below.

Her hole gripped the tip of my cock, and I pushed forward, hard. My dick parted the lips of her twat, and she was so stretched by me at this point that I eased myself inside her in one long, slow stroke. 

She moaned around my tongue as inch by inch my ready boner entered her eager beaver, and then she was completely filled up. I broke our kiss, and she looked up at me. My eyes closed in ecstasy.

"Oh my God!" I breathed, just holding myself deep inside her, savoring the feeling.

That pussy was gripping my hard on snugly. I opened my eyes, looking down on her. She was so beautiful.

I maintained eye contact with her as I slowly slid out of her. Then I slid back into her, just as slowly, and she arched slightly, letting out a quiet moan.

I continued sliding in and out of her that way, truly making love to her. 

My cock slid all the way out of her hungry pussy before slowly easing back in. Our eyes remained locked on each other, and our breathing grew more difficult. Her feet began to caress my legs, her hands played with my hair as I entered her over and over. 

I bent to kiss Ali, and she closed her eyes. We kissed passionately, tongues exploring as I continued to thrust softly into her. For the next few minutes, we kissed and kissed.

"Your turn," I said, smiling.

I pulled out of her, rolled over onto my back, holding my dick straight up in the air in expectation.

She scrambled on top of me, reached underneath her ass and held my cock up in the air. Then, as I knew she would, Ali pressed her swollen lips against my manhood, watching my reaction.

I could feel her slowly open up for me like a flower. 

My eyes closed as my cock was once again engulfed. I felt the heat. Felt her slide down my flesh. In no time, she held me completely inside her. It felt so good, touching the back of her cunt like that.

My hands reached up and grabbed onto her wonderful breasts. I kneaded them, raising my body up slightly to kiss her cleavage. 

Ali continued to hold my dick inside her as she watched my mouth engulf one of her hard nipples. As I kissed her tits, she began to subtly raise and drop her ass on my lap, pulling my dick a couple inches out of her before sucking me back inside her again. I continued to caress her soft breasts, my tongue alternating from one nipple to the other. And then I kissed around her chest and up her neck until I found her searching lips. 

She began to slide her pussy up more of my cock. I slid my tongue into her mouth. I ran my hands down her back to her ass. I grabbed onto those wonderful cheeks, humping my hips up off the bed and into her needy little hole. 

Looking down I could see the pink lips of her pussy being pulled outward with each of my long strokes, before sliding back into her.

She really started to moan and call out as my intensity increased. I slammed myself up into her even harder. She held still as I continued to pile drive her. But her tits bounced up and down violently with each impact. She was helpless, nothing more than a doll, as I pistoned in and out of her. 

I had her ass in a death grip, forcing the poor girl down on me over and over again.

Faster and faster I went, not letting anything subside. She collapsed on top of me and just went along for the ride. 

She gasped. It took a few minutes, but just when she had recovered enough to resume the work, I rolled us onto our sides. 

My dick never left her insides; it was still wedged in between her legs. I slowed the pace at bit, looking deep into her eyes. My hands caressed her smooth curves, feeling every inch of her body.

I think maybe I was developing some kind of feelings for this girl. I'd spent the last three years of my life screwing myself blind through high school, but each pussy I'd dumped a load into was just a trophy to me and nothing more. None of those girls had ever captured my heart.

I realized that maybe that wasn't the case with Ali.

I kissed her on the mouth, over and over, our lips making smacking sounds. My hands caressed her soft tits, and up and down her back. I squeezed her ass, and caressed her smooth legs. The whole time, I continued easing in and out of her pussy. My hand grabbed her leg, holding it up in the air as I then fucked her a little faster. 

I watched her expressions, as I drove my cock into her harder, holding onto her leg as it flailed above me. We'd been screwing for who knows how long by this point.

My grip tightened on her leg as my cock sped in and out of her vagina faster. Her tits bounced up and down, we both moaned and groaned.

Finally, the usual tingle in my balls started, as my equipment prepared to spurt out another load.

"I'm gonna cum!" I warned her.

I moaned as I felt it happen. My dick jerked inside her as I let go of her leg. I could feel my cum escape inside her moist vagina. After I felt the last spasm, I pulled my cock out of her cunt and held it in my hand.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!" I groaned lying on my back.

We lay in silence for a few minutes, with Ali snuggling against my chest, until after a while she finally got up and got dressed.

"I have got to go," she said with emphasis, all business.

Her earlier smile was gone.

I lay naked on the bed watching her leave. Ali moved like a mirage. She gave me a quick goodbye kiss on the forehead and then she was gone.

That was twice now that I had been used for her satisfaction. I knew it. She'd told me as much.

But it left me wondering whether I'd get another shot. Or would she look for greener pastures? For the first time in my life I'd begun to feel possessive about a girl and it worried me. I made up my mind right then that no matter what I felt; I was determined not to be pussy whipped by this girl.

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Copyright © 2003, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached. 



Glory Daze Ch. 05



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years....

Story Five -- Tales from the Pussy Posse: Another notch on the belt...

"Baby you're so ready for it," I said, urgently begging the reluctant Mary Francis, as I nuzzled a tender spot behind her ear.

I felt her breath hot on my neck as her hand moved down to stroke the muscles of my naked back.

"I don't know Marc," she whispered back, half-moaning when I reached another sensitive area, "It's wrong. We shouldn't. You don't love me."

I wanted her so badly. My throbbing dick was achingly aware that her pussy lay just below. The denim of our jeans and our underwear providing the only separation.

"Oh, baby," I urged, going for broke, "Please don't say no to me. I need you so bad."

My free hand dropped from her breast and moved down to unbuckle her jeans. She made no effort to resist my advances.

"It'll give you something to confess in the morning," I said wickedly, referring to the act of our sin.

Without much effort she lifted her ass off my truck bed, so that I could slide her jeans down to reveal her delicate powder blue panties. My fingers hastily moved to push them aside so that I could finger fuck her cunt. There was no doubt in my mind this girl was still a virgin, but she clearly didn't want to stay one, and I wanted to help her with that problem.

It'd been two weeks since I'd first begun my effort to lay Mary Francis Carmichael. We'd met at a church social my mother had forced me go to. She'd been there talking to a friend by the dessert table. The atypical, Catholic schoolgirl. Specifically she went to Saint Mary's Catholic school across town. I'd never had one of those girls before and I felt like I was in a Billy Joel song or something. Our eyes had locked as I'd gone for a piece of pie, and as I'd walked away, turning once to give her another glance, I heard a giggle escape her lips, and she and her friend checked me out.

She'd been easily flattered by my attentions, the local football hero from the public school. I could be very charming. My intuition told me she wanted me to fuck her. I saw it in her eyes the instant that we'd met. I'd watched her watching me without my shirt on that day playing games with the other guys. Watched her running her eyes over my muscles and down my six-pack before settling on the bulge in the front of my shorts, and observing the curve of my ass.

I had to say I liked the look of her too. It wasn't just that she was an untapped hole.

To say that she was the best looking girl was a stretch. But she was more than okay. She came up to about my shoulder, with rich dark hair that had more red than chestnut brown in it: a blessing she'd inherited from her Irish father. When she moved in the sunlight it was simply dazzling. Her face was appealing. Not gorgeous, but very pretty. Her cheeks possessed a natural healthy glow of pink and the rest of her face had a creamy fairness that again spoke of her ancestry. Her most stunning feature of course had to be the line of her ass as it rounded down into her thighs and the sweep of her legs that followed. Damn fine stuff. Perfect round titties too. And the greenest eyes this side of the Shannon.

I think she knew I wasn't boyfriend material, which most of the girls at my school already knew.

But even with a reputation as a serious player, I was viewed as a good guy. All my life I'd wanted to evoke a bad boy image, I really had, but the girls all saw right through me to my kind and generous, if not always gentle, nature. They thought of me as the kind of guy who would do a winter toy drive or help little old grannies cross the street. They all knew I was unashamedly after sex, like most guys, and that I wasn't picky about where I got it.

And because I wasn't perceived as a threat, it all usually ended up working to my advantage, and my sins were forgiven before we got into bed, and afterwards when the deed was done.

Whatever the case, that charm had been sufficient to get Mary Francis to go on our recent series of dates, coming so soon after it had led me to cop a feel of her tits after the picnic. I'm sure it's why my tongue was stuck down her throat earlier tonight at the movie, and I think it was a real safe bet as to why her pussy lips felt moist around my fingers right now.

Christ she smelled so good.

The juices from her pussy leaked out to form this intoxicating aroma with her perfume. It made me all that more desperate to get a piece of her ass tonight.

"Mary," I groaned, "I don't think I can stop now."

She moaned in response, unable to form words.

"I really need you," I groaned again; dry humping her thigh, almost begging, "Can we?"

"Do you have a rubber?" she breathed.

"In my pocket," was my reply.

My mouth kissed down her open blouse and settled on her naked breast. I'd undone her bra not long after I'd coaxed her into the back of the truck with me to watch the stars. Without taking my mouth off her nipple, I'd reached into my back pocket and pulled out the first of three condoms I regularly kept pressed inside.

Just for circumstances like these.

By this time I'd gotten her really hot and bothered. The radio was playing the latest bit of rock and roll. I was fairly certain the other couples in the two other cars parked near us in the secret make out spot of Miller's Woods were similarly engaged.

She seemed willing and I let out a deep breath of relief that I wasn't going to have to go home with blue balls tonight. Usually most of these girls were a sure thing, but guilt or fear could sometimes lead to cold feet. My honor was such that no matter how horny I was I could never force an unwilling woman to make love to me.

"Baby," I said, my Louisiana drawl slurring my words, "Have you ever done this before?"

She looked into my eyes, our faces very close together.

I thought maybe she was going to tell me for a moment that she'd fucked someone before. Though I highly doubted it.

"No," she said at last, "But I know what to do."

"Okay," I murmured smiling, "This might hurt a little."

Propping myself up on one elbow, I undid my zipper. The sound was easy to make out. She trembled for a moment, probably out of nervousness. I pushed my pants and boxers down far enough to expose my cock and balls. The evening air outside was cool, and I felt it as my balls pulled free of my boxers, so I gave my little soldier some gentle strokes with my right hand to keep the blood pumping.

"Hold it," I said firmly, bringing her hand down to my cock.

No point in being shy now.

She reached down, at first reluctantly, but quickly with greater enthusiasm, and grabbed the first naked dick she'd ever held. Probably not the last if she was going to be this easy. Her hand was warm around me, almost feverish. She gave me a few experimental tugs getting a handle on the feel and length.

"That's it," I groaned, "Feel how hard I am. It's all for you baby."

With my teeth I ripped open the wrapper of my Durex XXL condom and pulled it out of the package. She removed her hand when I brought my own down with the condom to place it over the mushroom tip, and expertly rolled it one-handed down my shaft. Soon I'd sheathed the tool that was going to make this little Catholic schoolgirl a full a fledged woman.

Being in the back of my truck was not usually the way I preferred to pop a cherry, but when the mood is upon you, and the circumstances are in your favor, you don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Before taking my leisure, I stuck my first three fingers inside her hole to give her a preliminary stretching. She moaned as my thumb moved over her clit at the same time.

"Mmmmmmm ..." she moaned, as my fingers ran down her wet lips, and easily dipped into her again.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, God," she sighed again as my finger slid up into her as far as I could go.

I felt her hymen and her tight, wet cunt gripped my finger snugly. 

She was very moist. I pulled my fingers out of her and rubbed some of her cream over the latex covering my dick. Natural lube is always the best.

"You are so juicy," I whispered to her as erotically as I could manage.

She grabbed my thick bicep. A look of pleasure and panic mixed in her eyes.

I ran those same fingers over her bush. Her pubic hair curled through my fingers. It was so warm and soft.

There was no point in waiting at this point. I grabbed my cock and positioned myself on top of her in the classic straight man's missionary position. My powerful thighs pushed aside those gorgeous creamy legs, forcing her back to arch just a little. Her treasure was exposed before me, ready for the taking.

If she'd have said 'no' right then, there would have been nothing I could have done to stop myself.

I was lost in the lust of fucking, hypnotized by the pleasure awaiting my young dick. And I moved forcefully up between her thighs. My hand placed the fat head of my cock against her pink, swollen pussy lips. Both of us were focused on my dick pushing forward and opening the lips of her cunt, if for different reasons. She was still too nervous to feel the pleasure that this was bringing her. She absorbed me slowly, as I passed her gate and slid into her inch by inch. Her heat was intense and her twat gripped me so tightly. Her nervousness caused her to contract against me. I'm sure it was bringing her discomfort, but it felt so good.

"Relax," I advised her.

She arched her head back as I continued to push into her. When my steel rod was against her last barrier, I pulled back a little. Then I slid back into her, this time wedging my entire cock into her crack. I knew that her hymen was now long gone, torn away by my battering ram. Her face winced in pain.

Then she opened her eyes and looked at me.

I put on my most tender face. Smiling a big sympathetic smile.

"That's it," I whispered, "Let yourself get used to it."

My eyes glanced down between her thighs, and I watched my fat dick stretch her pink pussy lips wide open. It was a beautiful sight seeing her stretch around me, watching my monster squeeze into her, and then pull out over and over. She did relax with the rhythm of each gentle thrust, each stroke long and tender. Salvation may have been found at church tomorrow, but I was in heaven tonight. Once I thought she was actually starting to enjoy herself, or at least relax a little, I began drive myself up into her harder with firm thrusts. 

I took her tits in my mouth and hands. My thrusting continued as I groped more and more of her flesh for my pleasure. I admired her breasts. They really were very nice. Her big round nipples erect with the tongue bathing I'd given them earlier, sustained now by my present efforts.

I got so turned on; my thrusting began to become more uneven, and it grew more so the more excited I got. I was like an animal as instinct took over, and I began to fuck her even harder, with reckless abandon.

She finally let out a moan that sounded like one of pleasure, and then she smiled at me. I felt my heart warm.

Her titties rocked up and down with each of my forceful thrusts. She closed her eyes as she felt my huge member fill her up entirely. 

My first trip into an unfamiliar pussy is often short. It's probably my excitement at being there in the first place, so I'll be damned if that first fuck ever lasts more than ten minutes. For my second or third fuck of the night I can usually go all night long if you let me, it's just so much fun to keep cumming though, and often.

True to form, I felt the first stirrings in my balls as my thrusting became really rough. My thoughts were only on my own pleasure at that point as I approached the point of no return. If she'd have been more experienced she'd have known what was happening to me. My grunts became loud and vocal. I felt the dam burst in my balls as shot after shot of semen filled up the tip of my condom. I continued to thrust awkwardly into her until I felt the last of it leak from my tip.

"Damn!" I said, relaxing on top of her.

Her breasts pressed against my naked chest.

"That was good baby," I told her, "You've got a nice, tight pussy. You feel real good."

She smiled with the praise.

I rolled off of her, satisfied. When I pulled out, her pussy gave a little sucking sound. I let out a long contented sigh when I saw that there was a little blood on the condom. Add it up to another notch on the belt as I took the seventh virgin of my young male career. That's a lucky number.

I flung the used condom over the edge of the truck railing.

Now at this point there are two ways to handle such a situation.

One was to take Mary Francis home, call it a night and add up the points. The other was to find a way to stop the inevitable pussy foreclosure that followed a move like that. What I've never understood about some of the other guys that I knew who played for fun was why poison the well after taking just one sip? Sure I wanted to get as much pussy as possible, from as many different sources, but that didn't mean I never wanted to come back to the well I'd just tapped for more. It did take a little more work. I'll be the first to admit that. But patience is its own reward. 

Unlike my buds Greg or Steve, who'd have been home by now, for the next fifteen minutes I made Mary Francis feel like she was the only woman on the earth. I snuggled her, I hugged her, I spooned, and I told her how beautiful she was. Kissing her in every possible way until she felt like I genuinely cared. Until she believed that I'd given her a real gift tonight, instead of only putting out for my benefit.

Mary Francis probably had no way of knowing that she was number thirty-one on my list, give or take the occasional drunken lay I may not remember. Not bad for a career average this early in the game.

As I whispered sweet nothings in her ear, I knew that any guy like me could fuck a girl with a condom on if she was feeling a little randy. But it's worth double the points if you can buck the bronco bareback.

Even if I could never prove it.

I knew I had two other condoms in my wallet just in case.

There was always a 'just in case'.

And Mary Francis' little cunt was still waiting to be stretched some more. Truth be told I couldn't be bothered with the rubbers. I wanted to take it to the limit.

So that's when I really began to kiss her, doing everything to divert her mind from my other activities, keeping her fixated on the feeling of my lips and tongue. I doubt any man had ever kissed her like this in her young Catholic life, or ever would again for years to come. She was gasping for breath. I'd gotten her so worked up. Her chest heaved underneath me. I grabbed my cock and gently ran my head up and down the lips of her bare pussy slowly. She was speechless, unaware of what I was doing.

I slapped her clit a couple times with my cock to stimulate her. That really made her engine rev. We were burning.

Then I pushed forward and the pink lips of her vagina opened for me, allowing me unrestricted access inside. I moaned as I felt the feeling of being naked inside her. No latex between us. She was still such a tight little fuck, that I could only make it halfway inside her on my first thrust before I could go no further. I moaned as I felt her warmth engulf me. Getting back into my earlier rhythm, I eased myself out of Mary Francis' tight pussy and then slipped back into her, entering her all the way on the third stroke. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, nooooooooooooooooooooooo..." she gasped, realizing what was going on, fully stimulated, "We shouldn't."

Too late now, I thought.

With her cunt filled with my meat, she was able to feel it without the earlier discomfort of her hymen breaking. I was completely filling her. After two weeks of trying I was finally inside her in my naked glory. I looked down at her, holding myself inside of her twat. Her emerald eyes were very beautiful. I bent to kiss her tenderly, and passionately. We were truly making love, without the actual love part.

We weren't just fucking.

Her tongue eagerly shot into my mouth and I could feel her bringing her crotch up against mine, clearly wanting this even though she knew thought it was wrong. She evidently needed to be used this way. Her hands slide down to the muscles of my ass and pressed me against her harder. I eased my cock out of her most of the way and then slowly slid back into her.

She moaned around my tongue.

I made love to her thoroughly on that truck bed, taking my pleasure inside of her, and I wanted her to compare me with every other man who would come after me this night. To remember the shape and feel of my dick.

Her hands were grabbing at my ass, pulling me into her over and over, trying to get me to fuck her harder. I broke the kiss, looking to oblige her. 

She really started to moan as I pounded my cock into her needy hole even faster. She raised her feet in the air against the truck railing, high above my thrusting ass. Her eyes closed as she rushed to embrace an approaching orgasm, which I could feel coming on from the gyrations of her pussy walls. Her tits bounced up and down violently as I fucked her even harder. She was breathing heavily and her moans were high-pitched as I fed my cock into her in short fat stabs.

Suddenly, her moans stopped.

Her faced showed her entire range of emotion and she stretched her legs straight out. Her first ever orgasm achieved during sex was washing over her. Her hands pressed my ass downward and her thighs grasped my waist tightly as she came. For a moment, I couldn't move, trapped by her powerful spasms.

My cock was trapped inside her pussy as it convulsed around me.

Then she hollered out, her orgasm washing over her.

Her face was clenched in pleasure as she struggled to control the feelings in her body. Finally her hands and legs relaxed their grip and I began fucking her again slowly. She placed both feet on my ass, feeling it clenching and relaxing each time I thrust inside her. Her pussy gripped my cock very tightly, and she was so hot around me. It had been a while since I'd gotten a lay this good. And I certainly hadn't been laid in over two weeks since I began my courtship of her. My balls were still full, and my cock felt heavy and stronger than ever.

As much as I wanted this to last, I didn't think that I could make it go longer.

Her bare pussy was fantastic. I didn't want to fight it anymore. I held myself above her, locking my arms as I rammed her like a jackhammer with my rod, in and out, in and out, in and out of her hole. She looked up at me adoringly. There was nothing but lust in her dark eyes. I loved how fast her tits shook up and down as I buried my rock hard dick inside her pussy over and over. I was slapping hard against her, and her ass was bouncing up off the blanket towards me, making our sex even better. 

I felt my balls grow heavier, and they were getting hotter as well. My cock could not wait any longer. I fucked the shit out of this girl: number thirty-one, drilling her helpless ass into my truck bed. Then suddenly I felt the rush of cum in my dick, and there was no time to pull my throbbing cock out of her soaking wet vagina, so I steadied myself against the back of the truck cab as I shot load after load inside her recently virgin pussy.

This girl had all the makings of being a really really good fuck one day, once she'd had more practice. As she looked into my eyes in the post coital haze, our breath steamy in the night air, she knew I would be a man willing to take advantage of her naiveté. And I would be happy to fuck her again.

But not as her boyfriend.

I'd done what I'd set out to do. I'd racked up another score and now my interest was fading. There would be no more dates, no more movies. But hopefully there would be more forbidden encounters between us like this one. I looked forward to the opportunity to break her in. Hell, she hadn't even learned how to give a blowjob yet.




Glory Daze Ch. 05



So I smiled at her.

What else could I do? And that smile told her everything she needed to know. I told her everything was going to be all right. And it was. We'd get together some other time, maybe some other place.

And then after one last kiss, I pulled my pants back up and drove Mary Francis home.

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Glory Daze Ch. 06



"Christ!" she exclaimed.

"Don't take the name of the Lord in vain!" I reminded her sternly.

If Brad only knew, what would he think? I smiled just thinking about it.

With each of my thrusts I gained more ground. Each thrust caused her to sink down a little more until her face was pressed into the bed. She was enjoying herself now and her moans became muffled in the sheets.

At this point I was pounding her ass. It was virgin no more.

Reaching down beneath me, I grabbed her hips and pulled her body back up to meet my cock. When she was fully impaled, I fell onto my back, which took her with me. My dick still surrounded and fully embedded within her ass. Once on top, she slid down on my dick all the way.

I let her body rest on mine as I reached around and grabbed her tits. I kissed her neck, and rotated my thighs, working my cock around in her ass. 

Courtney got into it, guided by me; she began to bounce on my hips. Up and down, her little ass rose and fell, my cock filling and then emptying her asshole. With my arms around her waist, I pulled her down to me as I fucked her, like I would have if I'd been in her pussy.

I started to go faster as she moaned and ground her ass into me. Like a piston, my cock worked its way in and out. 

Suddenly I rolled us onto our sides, my dick remaining buried inside her the entire time, and I continued fucking her as we lay there. I slammed her ass harder and harder.

I felt the cum churn in my balls, but just continued fucking her. This felt so good.

My need to cum caused me to quicken my pace. Suddenly the cum began to shoot from my cock inside her ass uncontrollably. There was no need to pull out; it just felt so good I wanted to keep thrusting inside. I could feel my juice coating around my cock and Courtney's asshole, making it slicker than the earlier lube job.

I rolled her over onto her belly, and I lay on top of her as I felt the last of my sperm escaped from my cock.

Her ass was so hot though, that once I start to shrink, I stopped. Rather I felt even more turned on and my young, horny dick soon began to regain the girth that it had lost immediately after my ejaculation.

I moved back up to my knees, pulling her up with me. She started to wiggle her ass back and forth around my hardening dick. I could feel my cum inside her, the sloppy seconds further coating my shaft.

My dick had never left her ass, but here I was again going in and out, this time easier than before, my passage greased with a river of cum. 

"Let's change positions," I said, pulling my glistening cock free of her ass for the first time. 

I flipped her over, so that she was on her back. This time I climbed up on top of her, looking down at her face as my cock entered her now well-loosened asshole. Her legs were spread wide, and my dick slid inside on the river of cum, up that sweet ass once more. I placed my hands on her thighs, holding her legs wide open. 

As I fucked her, I leaned forward and we shared a deep, wet kiss. She bit her bottom lip as I pulled my face back and pushed my cock up inside her. I looked down and saw my cum leaking out from around my dick as I pumped her tight asshole. 

Then I grabbed her ankles and pushed them up beside her head. This allowed me to penetrate her to the furthest depths. Her moan was one of pain and pleasure as I fed her my hard cock yet again. Sweat formed on my forehead.

I watched her furry mound as my penis disappeared into her sweet ass underneath it. I stuck my fingers into her pussy, using my thumb to rub her clit at the same time. She watched me, watching her. And she kept on moaning.

I brought my hand up to taste her juices. 

But I just couldn't help myself I wanted to see that beautiful ass again. Without so much as a by your leave, I'd pulled out, flipped her over, and plunged my rod back inside her open hole again.

Oh, I loved looking down at her beautiful ass. Watching it pressed tightly against me. She was such a hot little bitch. I was doing her proud, even if she wouldn't fully realize it until after she'd had a chance to fuck a few more guys. But for now she lay there helpless as I fucked her on the bed, up her ass, my groin slapping against it. I moved forward faster and faster, Courtney by then being totally used to my size. And not really having any other choice really.

I head the rhythmic slap, slap, slap, slap, slap as I continued banging hard against her ass, picking up the pace even more if possible. Her hot ass cheeks shook each time I struck them. They jiggled with the ramming. I drove into her, still extremely tight, at a rapid pace.

I slapped her ass once or twice with my hand just for the hell of it.

The sound of the slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slapping was so loud it drowned out the noise of the people downstairs.

She began to scream out, but I could tell she was trying to keep her volume down. My pole continued to piston in and out of her hungry ass.

After a while I finally began to lose it again, as I groaned pumping in and out. I jammed my long cock all the way inside.

"I'm going to cum soon," I said between gasps.

With a wet popping noise, I pulled my cock from Courtney's asshole and I started jerking my cock eagerly. I grunted with the effort of working it in my hand. Soon a thick wad of my hot cum spurted out onto her ass and back, some going as far as her shoulder.

I kneeled there jerking until I'd gotten every last drop out.

"Christ", I said, falling back onto the bed, "That was so fucking unbelievably good."

Having finished laying waste to her ass, it didn't seem like there was much left to do. I'd scored a worthy coup. So I thanked her, and wordlessly we got up and got dressed.

Neither of us ever really acknowledged what had happened after that night. Instead we just went back to our normal routines. Courtney was a good girl and, understanding that, I decided not to let slip to anyone that I'd taken her virgin ass one night during a party in her own bed.

Even though it would have been a good story to tell.

From what I heard later, she did end up marrying her boyfriend Brad. But what their relationship has been like I don't know.

I wonder if she's ever told him what I did to her? I wonder if he'll ever appreciate how lucky he was to have her virgin pussy intact, and how close Courtney came that night to losing more than just her ass? 

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Glory Daze Ch. 07



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years...

Story Seven -- Tales from the Pussy Posse

"...and she has the biggest jugs," said Bryerson, with some certainty, as if that should settle the matter once and for all.

I took a swig from my beer and watched Steve nod his agreement.

"You'd give Janet McAllister an eight?" Greg asked Todd Bryerson incredulously, "Man, your standards must be slipping."

"Dude," interjected Steve to Greg "She's a great lay."

There was a pause while we all thought about that.

"When did you get in Janet McAllister's pants?" asked Harrison, ending the pause, sounding like he'd just been hit with the punch line.

"After Winter Formal," replied Steve, smugly grinning, "She may have come with Bobby Davidson, but she left with me."

"I hear that," said Bryerson, giving Steve a high five. 

I took another swig of my beer.

"What about that Pat chick," said Greg to Todd, "She's got better tits than Janet."

"Pat who?" asked Todd, looking dumbfounded.

"You know that bitch on your cheerleading squad," said Greg as if that ought to resolve the matter.

"There isn't any cheerleader at my school named Pat," said Todd sounding sure of himself, "You mean Cindy Thompson."

"Oh, man," said Steve, excitedly, "I know the chick you're talking about. I got a blowjob from her once. I thought she was gonna bite my dick off."

"No, dude," said Todd, "That's Zoë Clark. All the guys at my school know not to let her suck you off. You only fuck that hoe in her pussy. The bitch is psycho."

"Hey, guys, the one I'm taking about is blonde," said Greg, exasperated, "That Zoë chick has dark hair."

"I still can't believe you scored with Janet McAllister," said Harrison belatedly.

"Harrison, dude, get over it. That was months ago," said Steve, then he asked Greg, "Are you talking about the short blonde or the tall blonde?"

"Dude, the short one."

"Oh," said Todd finally realizing about whom they were talking, "You mean Michelle."

"Yeah, that's it," said Greg, relieved, blowing it off, "When your dick's up her cunt, who gives a shit what her name is?"

We all laughed, except Harrison, who still looked confused.

"Man," said Steve to Todd, "Your cheerleading squad really puts out. Why the hell doesn't ours put out like that?"

"I still can't believe you had Janet McAllister," said Harrison shaking his head.

"Harrison, for fuck's sake, would you just shut up already?" I said authoritatively, then back to the matter at hand, all the guys paying attention to what I had to say, "I've had 'em both and I can tell you with certainty that Janet McAllister may have bigger tits, but Michelle Collins can work magic with her pussy."

"Yeah," said Todd dazedly nodding his head in agreement, "She does those Kugel exercises. She told me about it the last time I had a piece of her. I couldn't believe what I was feeling."

"It's Kegel dumbass," said Greg, "Kugel is something you eat."

"Well, I eat pussy too, so what the fuck difference does it make?" said Todd, taking offense.

"So," said Harrison playing catch up, "Michelle's an eight. What does that make Janet?"

"Jesus Christ, Harrison," said Steve, "Can't you follow along? No one's talking about Janet."

Harrison looked pathetically confused at this point, and I suspected he was a little drunk, well, maybe a lot drunk. Harrison never could hold his alcohol. And it also looked like Greg and Todd might be getting ready to get into it, so I thought I'd better forestall any potential trouble.

"I'm fucking bored," I said, indicating the empty field around us, "We can't sit around here all night getting wasted."

We were sitting in the middle of Beard's Field in the back of Steve's pick-up truck. The last light of the evening gloaming lit up the field with an orange glow.

"Yeah," said Steve, throwing his empty beer bottle out into the field, "Besides our six packs are almost gone."

"So, what do you wanna do?" asked Todd.

Todd was a buddy of mine. Our families were friendly. He went to the neighboring school. Our school and his had a friendly rivalry on the football field, but we were all cool enough to just hang together off the field.

"We could go to the arcade," said Greg, but even he didn't sound convinced of it being a good idea.

"Or go get a pizza or something," suggested Steve, figuring food was always a safe bet.

I was a little flush with beer myself. Nowhere near buzzed, just enough to make me feel warm around the edges. I'd been to the arcade too many times before; there wasn't much there that I hadn't already seen. And, well, we could always get a pizza....

"Dude," I said, "I'm not hungry, I'm horny. Let's get laid."

"Man," said Greg jokingly, "I'd like to help you out, but I'm not that kind a guy."

"Seriously, dude," I said, punching him hard, "Let's. Get. Laid."

"You mean just like that," said Greg, snapping his fingers.

"Yeah man," I said, snapping my fingers back in his face, "Let's find a girl we can bang."

The guys looked at each other doubtfully.

"What?" I asked them, "Why's everyone gotten so fucking quiet all of a sudden? I know none of you guy's are cherry."

"Marc, dude," said Harrison, "You mean like all of us at the same time?"

"No, moron," I replied, "There's only so many holes to go around right? I meant one after the other. Don't be such a pussy. It's not like we haven't seen each other naked since freshman gym."

I was getting blank stares from Greg, Steve and Harrison.

"Guys, you're all big talkers, but you can't walk the walk? Let's see you put your money where your mouths are," I said, baiting them, "You'll watch porn with me, but you won't fuck unless the lights are off?"

There was still silence.

"Bryerson, man, I know you hear me?" I asked him in desperation.

"Dude I hear you, no problem," he said to me, grinning from ear to ear, and then by way of explanation to the other guys, "Marc and I fucked my old girlfriend Angela together a few weeks ago this past summer at my place. It was at my parent's Fourth of July picnic. I was in the den with Angela and she pulled my swim trunks down and just started sucking on me like a crazy bitch. Everyone was out in the back. Marc comes in and sees us, and I was just sitting there with her mouth on my dick. Marc was a fucking stud, man. I mean he just came up behind her, pushed her bikini out of the way and started plugging her right there. It was so hot."

Steve and Greg had smiles plastered on their faces by now imagining it. Little did they know that in a few weeks Julie Shafer would fuck all of us on the football team as part of a dare. But up until that moment they'd never actually contemplated screwing a girl in front of another guy.

"Really, it's no big deal," I said, "When I popped my cherry it was with my brother's girlfriend, Kelly Sue and Peter and his buddy Brian were there. They fucked her too."

"Brian Tanton?" exclaimed Steve, "No fucking way! He was always such a tight ass."

"Probably because he's got a little dick," I told them.

"Wow, I didn't know that," said Greg surprised, "I thought Shawna Mitchell was your first?"

"That chick I fucked two summers ago? Naw, she was my third. But I was her first. But her's was the first cherry I ever popped. So now you know."

"So," said Steve, returning to the matter at hand, "We wanna get laid? Assuming that everyone is okay with the idea, where are we going to find a girl willing?"

Now that was the problem. But it was a problem that solved itself before the night was over.

We took off into town looking for a girl who would do what we needed. Now small town life on a Saturday night was pretty much plain dead. All the young kids would get in their rides and go cruising up and down Main Street. Normally we considered ourselves too cool for that kind of shit, either all ready having a girl lined up or a party to go to, or a game, or something. But it was the end of summer and nothing, but nothing, was going on.

So Steve put it in gear, Harrison got in the front with him, and the rest of us hung out in the back of the truck, letting the wind blow through our hair as we made our way into town.

It was a short ride from Beard's Field to the main strip. The young kids were mostly already out in force, driving up and down. You'd get to the end of the drag and turn around and start all over again. That was pretty much it.

But it provided a harmless form of flirtation.

"Well," I said, "If we are gonna fuck, we're gonna need some rubbers. Steve pull into the pharmacy."

Steve did as he was bid and I gathered up our money to go inside and buy what was required.

The condoms were kept behind the counter. Old Mrs. McElroy was working that night. Now its bad enough having to ask for them from a guy, but its worse when the clerk is a woman. Oh, well, there was nothing for it. If I went outside now, empty handed, I'd never hear the end of it.

"Hi, ma'am," I said.

She looked at me expectantly over the frames of her glasses like she was a librarian.

"Can I grab a couple twelve pack boxes of the Trojans please?" I asked her.

She smiled at me indulgently.

"Marc isn't it?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied.

"Does your mother know you're in here asking for condoms?" she said in mock chastisement.

"No, ma'am," I said matter of factly, leaning in towards the counter conspiratorially, "But I expect if she knew I was going to get laid tonight, she'd want me to have some protection. So can I have them or what?"

"That's a lot of condoms for one young man."

"Well ma'am," I said ginning at her maliciously, "There's five of us and we're pretty horny. I know I plan on dropping my load at least three times."

"Oh, my," said Mrs. McElroy, a little bewildered.

She gave me another once over reappraising the football player she thought she knew. I think the old lady had actually gotten a little excited and I thought I detected a little flush growing on her cheeks.

"Oh, and ma'am?" I asked as she turned to retrieve the boxes.

She looked at back at me expectantly.

"You better grab me a box of the Magnum XLs," I continued, leering, "I'm a lot bigger than the average bear, if you know what I mean? And I need a condom with a lotta room when I fuck."

As I said this I grabbed my crotch crudely and gave it a couple lascivious shakes.

"Oh, my!" she said again, this time louder than before and there was a distinctly rosy glow to her cheeks.

I smiled my best winning smile, paid for my merchandise and took off out the door, keenly aware that Mrs. McElroy was following my ass as I walked away.

The guys were psyched. We were ready to play. Steve cranked up the rock and roll from the stereo and we took off our shirts in summer evening air so the girls could admire our hard bodies. When three or four girls in a car would pass us by and we'd shout and holler at them like guys are supposed to do. Making total fools of ourselves in the process. The girls loving the attention would shout back. In lots of the cars the girls were wearing just bikini tops in the warm summer air, some precious little else. If you were lucky sometime you could even get a girl to flash her naked tits at you.

We'd driven up and down for about forty minutes, when we decided to stop by a little ice cream parlor near one the end of the strip. Harrison had spied a bunch of girls hanging out near there, and we all knew nothing was going to happen just driving. Despite the available sights it was all looks and no play.

We pulled in and jumped over the railing of the truck, flashing our smiles. Boisterous football players, we were known and recognized about town.

Steve and Greg got in line at the counter and the rest of us sauntered after them. There were a few small groups huddled in the parking lot. Some were older couples together. But mostly they were younger kids like us in groups of the same sex. I saw three girls standing together that I thought were maybe the right type. They seemed to be younger than us, so I didn't really know them.

I noticed the tall girl first.

Blonde, cute, and dressed in a preppy looking outfit. Rich parents, no doubt. The second girl next to her was shorter, curvier. Her blonde hair was darker than her friend's. She was worth a second glance, so I gave her one. Her tits were nice and round, held firmly up with her bra. She was probably one of those girls who was still a virgin, but easily flattered by the attention she found men were paying to her newly developed body. Her ass filled up her jean shorts too; giving it a pleasing, rounded shape. In time she'd be stunning, right now she was already a knockout.

The first girl gave me a stony stare. The second girl met my eyes, but turned away bashfully as I smiled at her. The third girl smiled back at me with no problem. In fact she eye fucking me with what could only be termed open desire.

She could easily be a winner.

I flashed my grin back at her and she didn't shy away at all. No, this girl knew she was hot shit, and she wasn't afraid to flaunt it. I loved the look of her, long and tall, lean and luscious, beautiful and full dick sucking lips. I racked my brain for a moment and then it occurred to me that I had met her somewhere before, but she was younger than me. Maybe I'd met her through a church picnic or an after school activity of some kind? Whatever the case, wow, was she different from the way she normally was. If she hadn't been wearing a bikini top and cut off jean shorts I'm not sure I would have usually noticed her. Her chestnut hair fall down her back. It was an absolutely stunning effect. I wondered if her mother knew she was out dressed like this?

"Greg, dude," I said handing him a fiver, "Get me whatever you're having."

Greg smiled at me, "Sure thing boss."

I heard Todd say as I walked away, "Dude, thinks he's going to score with those girls."

I swaggered over to the girls. The trick in a really good swagger is to walk in the most nonchalant way possible, while at the same time making it appear that your dick is three sizes too big for your shorts.

I have a big cock, so I've never found this to be a problem.

"Hey," I said walking over to the girls, "Don't I know you girls from somewhere?"

The preppy girl smiled politely, but it was clear from the outset she was not going to play along with whatever I had in mind. Her mother had obviously warned her about guys like me, and she was still young enough and frigid enough that that advice meant something to her. So, I just ignored her and turned my attention to the other two with big smiles for each.

"I'm Marc," I said oozing as much charm as possible.

"Yeah we know," said the shorter blonde, "My name's Marci, this is Ellen and Christy."

She indicated the preppy girl and the flirtatious one, respectively.

"You're on the football team right?" asked Christy, knowing the answer full well already.

Her eyes gave me a sexy once over, halting momentarily once or twice over my package. Then she licked her tongue around her ice cream like she was giving it a blowjob.

"We're all on the football team," I said, indicating my buddies who were at this point horsing around and pretending real hard not to notice the girls and me.

"We wanted to know if you girls wanted to take a ride with us."

Christy gave a measured look at her two companions, making up her mind on the spot, "Sure. Love to."

"Christy," started Ellen, "Our ride will be here in a half hour. I promised...."

"Shut up El," said Marci nudging her.

Marci was looking at me like I was a celebrity. Then again I suppose it wasn't every day that these girls had football jocks hitting on them. They were far too young yet to move in the usual circles we moved in.

"Well, I am not going," said Ellen decisively, looking at me like she was little red riding hood and I was the big bad wolf.

If she only knew.

But the other two, fortunately, didn't share Ellen's perspective. After a minute we all sauntered back over to Steve's truck, leaving Ellen alone and waiting for her ride. At about the same time the other guys got there with the ice cream.

"Guys," I said, winking, "These lovely ladies have offered to be our guests and come with us on a little drive. This is Marci and Christy. Marci, Christy these roughnecks are Todd, Greg, Harrison and Steve."

Once everyone had exchanged their initial pleasantries, we helped Christy up onto the back of the truck and Marci, still a little shy, got in the front seat between Steve and Harrison. Steve peeled out of the parking lot heading back down the strip.

We made a couple rounds up and down the strip again, using it as time to get to know one another better and to finish our ice cream. Christy was not only cute, she was funny. Her wit more than a match for our own, such as it was. From inside the cab of the truck, Steve had cranked up the radio. Harrison had put his arm around Marci.

There was a good vibe going on.

Christy snuggled up between Todd and I in the back and it wasn't too long before I started kissing her. She started necking back and Todd, working from my cue, started kissing her shoulder and neck.

Sensing no resistance I put my hand up to her breast and squeezed her tit in time to our tongues. I'm pretty sure it was not the first time that a guy had felt her up before. Christy then turned away from me to stick her tongue in Todd's mouth; he went for her other tit.

I'm sure Steve was getting a good view of all this from the rear view mirror, but Marci and Harrison were pretty much oblivious.

As Todd and I massaged those gorgeous mounds, I reached behind her and undid her bikini top, letting her chest spill out into our waiting hands. Christy offered no resistance. Greg reached over and put his hand on her thigh.

She stopped only for a second, watching him, but went back to kissing me as Greg's hand moved up her thigh to gently rub the area near her sensitive pussy. Todd worked his mouth down to suck on her nipple. We took turns sucking and kissing her tits and mouth as she lost herself between us.

By this time Greg had gotten his fingers as far up her shorts as they would allow. I figured all things being equal this girl was ready for more.

"Well guys," I said confidently, "I think our little girl here is ready to party with us, aren't you baby?"

"Hell, yes," she said without reservation.

I hoped that she knew what I meant.

"Have you ever had yourself a little party before darlin?" I asked her.

"Only once," she said, "With my last boyfriend."

The way she said it I thought she might be lying. But she felt the bulge of Todd's cock and it was obvious that whatever she'd done before, she was turned on by the idea of getting a chance to do something with the jocks tonight.

"Don't be a tease Christy," I said, "We're either going to do this or we aren't, but you need to make up your mind now."

"What do you want me to do?" she asked rubbing her hand over my bare chest.

"Lie down with me," I said.

There were beach towels laid down the back of the truck from our earlier party in the woods. Christy lay back and I lay next to her. Todd took up a position along her other side.

As she took up with Todd again, their eyes closed, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. I put one hand on her lovely tit, and used the other to unbutton her shorts.

We were low enough in the back of the truck and the truck itself was high enough that most of the other vehicles on the road were oblivious to what was going on.

"Greg," I said, "Give me a hand with these."

Greg came up and helped me pull Christy's shorts off; she lifted her ass for us without ever taking her mouth off of Todd's. Soon she had nothing on but her silky white panties.




Glory Daze Ch. 07



This was the moment that separated the men from the boys.

And her pussy was wet and soaking, leaving a damp spot on her panties.

I'd had plenty experience getting a pussy worked up before now. Putting it to use, I deftly slipped my finger under her panties and into her moist wet hole, pushing them aside in the process. I knew that what I was doing to her would make her feel great. She got more and more soaked as her juices spilled out around my fingers.

"Greg," I said, "Check out this tight hole."

Greg slipped his hand in, and while he kept her pussy occupied and Todd kept her mouth occupied I unbuttoned my shorts and slid them and my boxers down until my naked dick was exposed.

While Greg worked her hole, I stroked myself to full attention. I grabbed a condom from my pack and deftly slipped it on. Sensing my need, Greg withdrew his hand.

Todd was really working her tits hard, and she was paying no attention to me at all. I moved over between her legs. I was as close as I could get with Todd's face still attached to hers, and I rubbed my cock over her covered pussy, panties wet with her juices.

Steve's eyes met mine in the rearview mirror; there was a sparkle in them. I made a motion to him and I could see him nodding in agreement understanding my meaning. Beside him Harrison and Marci were now engaged in a little innocent, deep throat kissing.

I turned my attention back to Christy. Her young pussy lying bare and defenseless before me.

No guts, no glory, I figured.

As I climbed on top of her, my actions caused Todd to have to move away from her face. His expression was one of dazed satisfaction, like a man who'd just woken from a really good dream. Beneath me Christy looked up at me longingly. No doubt aware of my dick pressed against the fabric of her panties.

I rubbed the head of my dripping dick over the fabric between her slippery cunt lips and my flesh; with a finger I pulled aside the panties. Her warmth radiated against my cock. My tip found and lodged itself within her entrance. A wave of desire went through me as I felt the heat of her pussy touching the tip of my dick. I couldn't stop myself from pushing forward, even if I wanted to. The pink flower of Christy's warm cunt opened up and accepted me as I felt her stretch wide open. I groaned, loving the feeling of his cock sinking inch by inch into the tight heat of her pussy. I was half way inside her before I could push no further. She was definitely no virgin or I would have torn her hymen already.

Nevertheless she couldn't take my almost ten inches in one thrust. I pulled out of her a little, my covered shaft slick with her juices from the midpoint on up. I pushed forward then long and slow, shoving my entire length all the way up her burning pussy, until my balls rested against her ass. Her exposed pubic hair curled around and brushed the underside of my dick, tickling my balls. This time I squeezed most of my cock inside her tight hole.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned beneath me, arching her head back.

It is a most satisfying moment when you are first buried inside a woman to the hilt. You feel like the king of the world, filling a pussy completely. And I was inside her incredibly deeply. I hadn't felt any resistance from a hymen, so maybe she hadn't been a virgin after all.

Whatever the case I savored the feeling for a moment until I pulled all the way out. Then all the way back in. She was completely unprepared for the feeling of having me within her, and immediately she let loose a flood of juices around my cock as an orgasm kicked in. It dripped down my cock onto my balls. Not to brag, but the way she'd looked at me earlier, I knew she'd imagined me fucking her before tonight was over. She'd wanted this and now she was getting her desire.

My manhood thick and stretching her wide open. Then I moved in and out of her again, this time pressing my hips against hers and getting my entire dick inside her aching vagina. Holding myself inside her tremendous warmth, I bent to kiss her. She kissed me back eagerly and earnestly.

That was when I decided to really begin fucking her. 

Her arms curled around my broad back, clinging to me, as her legs opened obscenely wide for me, and curling up into the air around my naked thrusting ass.

Another truck full of guys could see us as they drove by on the opposite side of the strip. I didn't recognize them so they must have been from a neighboring town. Their shouts of encouragement followed us along the road, but we lost them intentionally as Steve drove back to the field from where earlier in the evening we'd started this little adventure in getting laid. 

We kissed as we fucked. Christy opened her mouth and allowed my tongue inside repeatedly, kissing me back enthusiastically. She placed her feet on my ass as she ran her hands up and down my back. I was grinding myself against her, manipulating her clitoris as I kept my massive rod buried inside her. I was kissing her hungrily, with passion. Something deeply primal within me wanted her so badly. My driving urge was to fuck the shit out of the poor girl and shoot bullets of cum inside her. It was all I could do to attempt to make love to her slowly, so as not to hurt her with my spear. My long, thick dick glided in and out of her tight, needy pussy at a steady pace loosening it considerable in the process.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" she moaned into my mouth, feet bouncing off my thrusting ass.

We kissed sloppily as I continued to feed Christy my big cock. She took it so willingly. I could feel my pole drive into her even faster; I could feel my hardness bang off the back of her pussy over and over. She was forced to break our kiss.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned hurtling towards an orgasm.

I looked down on her as I fucked her, watching her struggle for control. Her eyebrows were raised and her eyes were closed. Her face was so beautiful.

Then it washed over her like a crescendo. She cried out cumming. Her cries were high pitched, and very loud. The look on Christy's face just made me want to fuck her even harder. And fuck her I did. My ass bounced up and down lightening-quick between her legs, pounding my rock hard dick into her body as fast as I could. Her face was flushed, her tits were bouncing around, and I could see below her smooth stomach where my big cock disappeared into the triangle of her bush.

Behind me I was vaguely aware that my buddies were taking this all in. I looked behind me, not breaking my stride, and saw that Greg and Todd had their dicks out, stroking them off. In the cab, Steve occasionally checked us out in the rear view and Harrison was still groping Marci. Marci's bra and shirt were off now. Harrison might be clueless in most respects, but he was no slouch when it came to getting laid.

It's a good thing it was late and there weren't any cops around.

The hot air of the summer day had turned into a warm summer night breeze. I could feel it blowing along my naked back. But the temperature of Christy's pussy was so high, I felt like I had a fever. She was so hot inside, her pussy wrapped so tightly around my dick. I thrust inside her and each time it brought a moan to her lips.

Christy was loving this. I could tell by the expression on her face. She looked down between us to watch my cock disappear again and again inside her mound.

"Oh my God!" she moaned into my ear, "This is so fucking good!"

I grunted my agreement. I was so satisfied in her warmth and wetness, my dick sheathed inside her like a second home. I wanted her badly with a testosterone driven male urgency. I kissed her fiercely, sucking her tongue between my lips as my cock learned the shape of the hole between her other lips. Christy's arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me down to her. Her tongue meeting mine far inside her mouth, kissing me back with abandon. I grunted in my efforts and she gasped for breath as the biggest cock around stuffed itself far inside her nearly virgin hole. She continued to wrap her short legs around my waist and squeezed my ass securely, holding me deep within her. 

I continued to slide in and out of her love tunnel. Her delight was evidenced by her many moans as my long cock moved in and out of her tightness with long strokes. I fucked her mercilessly, jamming her gorgeous body with my big dick. 

Then she came again.

She came hard, and moaning, pussy pulsating, clutching at me. My breath came in ragged fevered grunts with each thrust and I could feel her heart pounding as her intense orgasm overcame her. Her moans had stopped, she was shaking beneath me. She gasped for breath as she continued to get fucked. Her orgasm subsided after minutes, just enough to allow her to breathe again, and she moaned loudly. 

I could hear and feel the sounds of the dirt road beneath us and knew where we were as I pierced her prone form lying beneath me

The truck slowed as it entered the road onto the grassy field. Our fucking lasting for a few more minutes, and it was as hard as I could pound her, before I could control myself no longer. I was like a jack hammer, in and out of her wet pussy for another minute only before sliding my long cock deep inside her vagina, and held it there. My lips found hers, and we kissed, and then my cock began to pulsate. 

Without pulling out, so that I was deep inside her, long streams of my cum found their home in the sheath of my condom. She rubbed her pussy against me, milking me, draining me of all my jism.

And I kissed her tenderly as I grew soft inside her. 

My softened cock slipped out of Christy's wet vagina with a contented slurping sound. We lay together for a couple minutes until we realized again where we were and who was with us. Rolling off of her I was finally more or less taking in what was going on.

Steve had gotten out of the truck and pulled one of the blankets out of the truck bed where Christy and I lay, spreading it down in the field. Christy got up on her knees, and slid her panties off entirely. I watched her exposed pink lips appear fully once the frilly things were gone.

I'd just been there. And every guy there knew it.

"C'mon, man," said Steve to Harrison, "You've had Marci to yourself this whole time, and I've got a boner a cat couldn't scratch."

For effect he opened the truck door and Harrison and Marci, who'd been leaning against it, almost fell out the truck. Harrison looked annoyed, but Marci just giggled, blushing as though she'd just gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

Meanwhile, Christy was still up on her knees shaking her pussy in the air. Her ass really was one of the most beautiful that I'd ever seen with those firm creamy round cheeks.

"You guys have really got to get a piece of that ass," I said reaching up and slapping her hard on that stunning backside.

Greg took me up on the offer, forcing his shorts and underwear down over his legs, and pulling them off, he unleashed his cock. He stood up, and crawled up the bed of the truck towards her. A second later he had on his condom and then he placed the mushroom head of his cock against the pink lips of her pussy. Like I had been before, Greg was now breathing heavily, conscious of the tremendous heat that was pressed against the tip of his cock. He pushed forward, and the lips of her pussy opened up for him, allowing him to enter. I'd greased the way pretty well already and he slid into her wetness in one stroke, groaning as he went. 

I'd already been with over fifteen girls, but I knew Greg who was my age had only been with a couple girls. Of all of us, he was still pretty shy. You could tell because he was a little eager and hurried with his thrusts. He pulled her ass to him. 

Christy was moaning quietly with each of his thrusts.

Todd watched, like me, with enthusiasm. He had stripped off his jean shorts and underwear until he was as naked as a jay bird.

I glanced over the side of the truck. Steve and Harrison were also now both buck naked before Marci, who had scrambled out of her clothes like a slut in heat. Kneeling on the blanket she had wrapped her hand around Harrison's rod, which was standing at full attention before her. With an uncharacteristic boldness he encouraged her to use her tongue. And she slowly licked around his mushroom head as she got a feel for it. His head fell back and he groaned as her tongue manipulated his sensitive helmet. She was looking up at him with her blue eyes as her pink tongue trailed saliva around his dick. Steve watched in silence for a moment, cock in hand.

Marci opened her mouth and closed her eyes, and slowly eased the head of Harrison's cock into her mouth. She slid her lips slowly down his shaft, until she'd taken it in. He let out a long contented moan. The top half of his dick was warmed by the inside of her mouth. Her tiny hand began to stroke the base of his cock instinctively and she began to bob her mouth up and down on the top part. Her slurping noises were audible as her head moved back and forth towards his groin. 

In a few years Marci would be a pro at this, no doubt. At that point her lips would be as good as a second pussy.

Steve moved down to her other end. I tossed him a foil wrapped package. Marci's ass was even more amazing than Christy's was. More full and shapely. Harrison had starting to hump his hips into her face. He groaned, his fists tightening on her hair, pulling her closer to him. He slid his cock all the way to the back of her mouth, and it jerked. You could tell by the way he tensed up that he'd just delivered a thick load of hot cum down her throat. She choked on it a little as she adjusted to the taste.

He forced his dick to remain in her mouth as he continued shooting his load out the end. The cum actually poured out the sides of her mouth as she continued choking around him.

Then when it was over he offered his dick to her to clean up, and she sucked on it with pleasure, swallowing anything left over. Milking every last drop. Finally, he pulled out, spent, and took a step back.

Meanwhile, Steve had slid a finger up into her twat. Marci, eyes closed, rocked her ass back into his hand over and over, enjoying the sensation. Steve got on his knees on the ground behind her, still fingering her cunt and kissing her beautiful ass. His hard cock was in his other hand. He moved closer behind her, kneeling so that his boner was mere inches from her treasure.

Grabbing his dick, he began to slowly run it down the crack of her ass until it reached the moistness of her pussy. Then he rubbed the top of his cock up and down the moist lips of her cunt, coating himself with her juices. He placed it at the entrance and pushed forward. Her pussy lips parted for him, allowing him to slide into her warm inside in one smooth stroke.

She moaned out loud at the intrusion.

Steve looked down at the ass pressed against him, holding himself all the way inside her. Grabbing onto the soft sides of her ass, he began to slide in and out of her, using long, eager strokes. Off to a hard pace straight away, he slapped against her ass over and over, jamming his manhood into her violently.

Inside the back of the truck, Greg was still pounding Christy doggy style. But Todd wanted in on the action. He moved his dick over to her face, and she obediently opened her mouth and he slipped inside. She ran her lips all the way down his manhood, taking the entire thing. He groaned, his penis warmed by her mouth. 

"Damn," he sighed contented.

The darkness had slipped over the field, but the cold glow of the moon clearly outlined the obscene activities going on around me.

Todd reached underneath Christy, his hand grabbing at her hanging tit. He squeezed the soft mound playfully, feeling the rock hard nipple in his hand. He gently ran his finger up and down the sensitive skin. She moaned again, face clenching as she sucked Todd even harder. He began to lose it, she was just too good, and he was just too horny.

She made a noise as she felt Todd's dick jerk inside her mouth, the hot, thick cum shooting out. She swallowed it handily, her hand grabbing the base of his shaft as she held the top of his dick in her mouth. More cum trickled onto her tongue and she wolfed that down as well.

"Oh, fuck..." came the long low groan from Greg.

He'd pulled out just in time to pull of his condom and squirt his cum over Christy's ass and pussy.

I walked over to them and could see the white substance in the moonlight. It was mesmerizing. Since I'd first lost my cherry, I've loved a sloppy, creamy cunt. I couldn't help myself. I stroked my cock a couple times until I knew that I was firm enough to penetrate those soiled lips again, and then I pushed inside unprotected on a bed of Greg's cum and my own.

Amazingly Christy still felt tight and slick.

"How lucky were we two find two party bitches?" I asked no one in particular as I slapped Christy on the ass.

Todd leaning back against the side of the truck nodded his head in agreement and then with a sudden burst of energy, vaulted over the side of the truck to see what was what.

Looking over in Steve's direction, I could see he was still firmly imbedded in Marci's cunt. He slammed into her hard a few more times. Todd, meanwhile, was trying to stuff his cock in Marci's mouth. Steve rammed his dick into the little slut's pussy, holding it there. He moaned, his cock must have been exploding inside her. He jerked his cock once or twice, and as he pulled out and like our buddy Greg, he pulled off his condom and let one thick wad of cum spurt onto Marci's ass.

Todd pulled out of her mouth and moved behind her, eager to get at some pussy. He didn't bother with a condom, but ran his hard cock up and down her sopping wet lips. When he reached her entrance, he pushed forward.

She moaned at his entry.

"Oh God, you're so big!" said Christy, as my humongous cock filled her insides.

She was barely able to catch her breath. Her pussy was full. I pulled my long rod most of the way out of her, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness. Then I slowly pushed myself back into her. 

"Oh fuuuuuuuuck..." she moaned.

I loved taking in the beauty of this naked young goddess as I fucked her. She was so hot, so warm around my dick! I began to fuck her nice and slowly, taking it all in. I could see my mammoth cock disappear into her bush, and then reappear, glistening with her juices. When I leaned back I could see the pink of her cunt lips stretching outwards each time I withdrew. Her gorgeous tits were bouncing up and down beneath her with each of my thrusts. Then Christy came. She came hard. Her vaginal walls were squeezing and releasing my large rod as I fucked her. Her body was shaking, she was gasping for breath, and her heart was pounding, making her cunt feel so good. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy, eyebrows raised.

I pounded her with my huge cock. But up for a change I encouraged Christy to come and suck on my dick for a while. I was pleasantly hard, but not like iron, and not as big as I was at full mast. Her mouth provided a nice change of pace and let me enjoy the pleasure without cumming again too quickly. Besides I hadn't yet had the opportunity to sample Marci's wares.

Looking over the edge of the truck I saw Todd was going at an eager pace, grabbing the soft sides of Marci's ass and slamming his groin against her over and over. Todd was a relentless butt-banging machine. And Steve and Harrison cracked jokes over the intensity with which he fucked her. Greg just sort of stood there taking it all in.

Suddenly, Todd, perhaps because of the good-natured joshing, pulled out of Marci's wet cunt, leaving it suddenly empty. Grabbing her roughly, he flipped the girl onto her back. Her beautiful breasts were heaving. She was aroused by the jock's powerful aggressive display. Her long sexy legs spread wide open and Todd knelt between them. Her pussy devoured his cock in one easy thrust.




Glory Daze Ch. 07



Todd then slid his meat in and out of her needy hole. Suddenly, there was Steve next to her face. Marci looked to see his thick cock in front of her.

I motioned to Harrison, and he came over to the truck.

"Dude," I told him, "You've got to try this pussy."

He hopped up the back end of the truck and took no time in rolling Christy onto her belly, climbing up on top of her, so that he could give her some doggy style action.

Greg and I took off over to where Todd and Steve had Marci on the ground.

She saw us coming and with Greg and me there, suddenly she found she had Greg's thick cock in her hand. I wrapped her other hand around mine. And there it was, a fivesome: with Steve's thick cock in her mouth, Todd's thick one nailing her pussy, and mine, the thickest of the lot, in her other hand.

It'd been so long since I'd had a hand job that wasn't my own. I savored the movement of her hand running up and down jerking me off.

Marci moaned around Steve's cock in her mouth, sliding her lips along it, at the same time not forgetting about Greg or me as she stroked us. Four guys were banging her in one form or another, and we were all enjoying the experience.

Greg and I both lent Todd a hand holding her legs up in the air, as he relentlessly pounded away at her helpless cunt. But Todd was loosing it ever so surely. He groaned, fucking her faster, getting down to the homestretch. He slammed into her, aiming his cock deep inside her. Then he came once again, the first of us to dump a load directly into a cunt this evening. His cum flowed.

Steve was losing it again too. He closed his eyes, moaning as he felt her lips slide up and down his shaft quickly and gently. 

"I'm cumming!" Steve warned her.

Marci slid most of his dick out of her mouth, leaving only the head inside. Her small hand gripped the rest of his member, stroking it. It jerked, nearly slipping out of her mouth. Hot semen fired off the back of her mouth, and she swallowed the thick cum easily. 

With the two fuckers satisfied, Greg and I took up their empty places. I was up for trying another new pussy, and Marci's seemed so beautiful. Greg took his place at her head and gently fed her his cock. She moaned around it, sliding her lips up and down shaft.

I looked at her moist pussy and gently rubbed her clit. Her cunt was so sloppy I couldn't resist it any longer. Meanwhile, watching her lips encircle Greg's shaft, I had gotten quite hard. I spread her legs wide and began running my own cock up and down her sopping wet slit. She was so wet and good, that I couldn't help myself. I placed the mushroom head of my dick at her entrance, and slid inside the cum filled pussy. She swallowed my nine and half inches with no effort, easily expanding around my girth. Then I found myself all the way inside her, she was impaled on my large cock, and I loved how hot her pussy felt around me. Looking down, I could see my groin pressed against her bush, cock buried into her to the hilt. I grabbed each of her feet in my hands and watched my pole slide in and out of her pink pussy. My attentions caused her to suck even more upon Greg's shafts to his obvious grunts of pleasure.

Todd was quickly hard again. He moved up to the truck, where Harrison was still ploughing Christy's field.

Underneath me, Marci's tits bounced up and down with each of my thrusts. As Greg finished up a load in her mouth, Steve moved in again to replace him, hard again. Marci alternated between Greg and Steve, leisurely sucking them each off in turns.

I was losing it. I knew it. I could feel it. The pressure in my balls as the sensation of my impending orgasm washed over my body. My dick jammed in and out of her tight cunt, as hard as I could, maximizing the sensation of each thrust. When it hit I let out a long hard groan, as I felt my penis slide home. I jerked inside her, unleashing a new thick stream of cum, dumping it directly into her womb.

I was so turned on, I felt like I hadn't cum at all. My young prick had a mind of its own, growing hard again within her without any reaction time. I pulled out, and there was Greg ready to take up my spot; much to Steve's disappointment for not getting there first.

I left her to them.

Getting up to see what was going on with the other bitch. Harrison sat there looking satisfied, and Todd pumped his dick into her cunt. My cock was so hard it stood straight out before me at its full length and girth, glistening with Marci's juice in the moonlight.

I watched Christy's cunt lips part and expand to absorb Todd with each thrust. He pushed hard into her, causing her to give a muffled cry. He grabbed each of her small feet and held them up in the air as he began to thrust in and out of her eagerly. The sight of this girl getting the shit fucked out of her was too much! Her legs were straight up in the air, I had a perfect view of the pink lips of her pussy as they stretched wide to allow Todd's cock entry over and over. It was incredibly hot. Her tits bouncing on her chest with every thrust, just as Marci's had.

Todd continued to force his cock all the way inside Christy's insatiable cunt and held it there. He moaned, unleashing a huge load of cum into her depths. His dick jerked again, firing more cum off the back of her pussy. 

Finally, my hot steel rod had an opportunity. I jumped up into the back of the truck bed, my cock slapping back and forth in front of me as I moved. Once ready I flipped Christy over onto her knees and filled her pussy as fast as I was able. I could feel her juices coating me, and I withdrew my cock from her cunt. Without waiting for her to give me the okay, I pushed my cum slicked tip into her tight hot little asshole. I met with some resistance.

I pushed harder, holding my dick straight and adjusting my aim. Her asshole opened up for me and I was able to squeeze my cock into her ass a couple of inches. It was phenomenal, and she pleaded and cried out, but I was drunk on the pleasure and my cock was so hard, it had to be satisfied.

"Oh fuck!" she grimaced, feeling her ass stretch incredibly wide, "Please don't!"

"Shut up bitch," I said, "You might enjoy it."

I released my dick and grabbed onto the soft sides of her ass, holding her in place. I pulled back a little, and then slid forward, getting half my dick in there.

"Go slow!" she grunted, wincing.

I began sliding half of my cock in and out of her little asshole. I looked down, watching my long cock slide partway into her ass over and over. I chanced another inch, getting six inches in her. She gritted her teeth, bearing it. For the next few moments, all that could be heard was the sound of our heavy breathing as she tried to get used to having such a big object in her ass. 

It took her a few minutes, but soon she had relaxed enough that I believe she was finally able to enjoy having my nine and half inches inside her ass! If she didn't, I didn't care.

"Can I go further?" I whispered eagerly. 

"Yes!" she whined. 

Smiling, I gripped her hips a little tighter and slowly eased more of my cock into her ass. She groaned as her asshole was stretched deeper. I pushed relentlessly, easing my entire nine and half inch penis inside her virgin-like asshole, pushing it in all the way. 

"So big..." she breathed.

I loved looking down at her beautiful ass and seeing it pressed tightly against my groin. I loved feeling every inch of my cock being held in a death grip by her snug little hole. I pulled back, nearly half way out of her. She was helpless as I began to fuck her up her ass, slapping against it. I began to move a little faster as she got used to my size somewhat. She had trouble holding herself up on her arms as she took it in her ass even harder. She was gasping for breath, occasionally letting out the odd grunt of pain and ecstasy.

Finally, I pulled away from her ass having pity on her. Looking down at her ass, the hole I left remained open as her ass adjusted to the void I'd just left. Man that had been one tight hot hole; if I hadn't been so well lubed I don't think I could've gotten inside at all.

Instead I pushed forward against her vagina again, the lips opening up to swallow me within once more. I slid in with one smooth stroke as I had earlier. She had so much cum in her, and had been so well fucked it oozed out around me. No doubt she liked this much more than taking it up the ass. Her moans returned to ones of pleasure with each of my strokes. 

Taking that as a sign, I let my large manhood slide all the way out of her and I encouraged her to get up, inviting her to sit on my dick, which would allow her to control the thrusting somewhat. At first she just held me deep inside her. But I started to thrust up inside of her until she started to move her ass. She lay down on top of me, her lips searching out mine and I kissed her back. My tongue eagerly shot into her mouth finding the taste of her mouth to be as good as my cock was finding the taste of her cunt. She moaned into my mouth as I picked up the thrusting.

I broke the kiss off, so that I could hold her up in my strong arms; lifting her weight easily up and down on top of my dick. Her moans were loud as I used long, quick strokes to pierce into her pussy. Then I was quickly ramming into her as hard as I could, my ass thrusting in lightening quick darts between her legs that were stretched over my lap. I could feel that I was loosing it for the last time. A few more rapid thrusts and I spilled the last of my seed into her cunt.

When we were finished we found that the others were spent too.

The girls cleaned themselves up and we took them home, and thanked them for a really great time. It was midnight by that time, but if there was any price to be paid, it was not by us. We were guys, doing what was expected of us: which is mostly staying out late and carousing women. The girls on the other hand, well, they might have to face some proverbial music.

But it wasn't all for nothing.

Marci and Christy got quite a reputation back at school that fall as being the first crop of new girls that had fucked the older jocks. I made it a point to see them both again, and as often as possible. Although Marci started dating one of my fellow wrestling buddies. Still you could always count on Christy for a little action.

And as for Harrison, Greg and Steve, they joined Todd and me in an appreciation for a more avant-garde sexual lifestyle. It was that night after we dropped the girls off that we made a pact. We formed a pussy posse. We didn't call ourselves that of course, but in truth it's what we were all the same. It was partly a game, partly a social brotherhood, all about the male bonding, and entirely a guy thing.

This is what the bullshit is all about. From that night on our club credo was to get laid long and hard and as often as possible.

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Copyright © 2003, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached.



Glory Daze Ch. 08



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years... 

Story Eight -- Three Guys, a Girl and a Porno Tape

"Check out that guy's dick," said Brett, with a hint of envy in his voice.

I tore my gaze away from the blonde girl on the screen, whose big tits were bouncing around, to focus on the large black prick that was thrusting in and out of her cunt further below. The way it disappeared inside her was a hypnotic sight to be sure.

But as porn went I'd seen better.

Of course we've all seen better at one point or another. But when the dick is in the pussy, who cares? 

With a sense of desperate urgency that only a porn star could act out, the blonde girl switched from her position in the saddle and got down in front of the black stud to energetically masturbate his cock, and suck him off. It was definitely one of the better moments so far watching her try and get her juicy lips around his big mushroom tip to help him cum.

Beside me Toby laughed out loud.

"Take it baby," he crooned suggestively to the screen, "Bring it home."

Brett nodded and grinned taking another drag off his cigarette. His attention was no longer on the stud's monstrous cock, but on those lovely big tits bouncing around as the woman pumped his piston in her hand.

"Yes, baby. That's right," said the stud in the film, his head rolling from side to side, "Stroke it baby, you got me real hot now baby. I'm gonna give you your reward."

I laughed out loud, nearly spilling my beer.

Brett groaned and turned to us asking, "Who writes this fucking shit anyway?"

"Not like there's a real script," said Toby grinning, "Who needs one when she's got tits like that?"

"Look at her go!" I said in awe.

Our three pairs of eyes focused on the screen as the luscious blonde parted her bright pink lips and slid that gigantic cock into her mouth.

"Damn, dude," shouted Brett, "It must be her dinnertime!"

Two thirds of that big black cock had disappeared past those painted lips and down the porn star's throat. His big balls hung below at the base of his shaft as her lips and cheeks worked enthusiastically, sucking on that ebony member with enthusiasm. 

"Unfucking real," moaned Brett, "She's gonna suck his balls out through his cock if she's not careful."

Brett was now massaging his own cock through his jeans as he watched the screen. My own prick had gone firm sometime around when the stud had first started pounding her ass twenty minutes ago, but in the last few minutes I'd gotten even harder imagining what it would feel like to be sucked off by this woman.

No girl I'd fucked had ever paid that much attention to my cock before.

The blonde on the screen was now on her hands and knees as the camera panned back to show her ass in the air, her mouth still working further down the shaft. The black guy had both her ass cheeks in his hands and his large fingers were seeking her ass and her pussy, stretching her wide open for the benefit of the audience. We savored every second. Slowly, the camera angled around until her exposed slit lay squarely in the shot, then it zoomed in on her pussy just as his dark, fat finger found her entrance. Her pussy was so exotic, a rich dark pink, flushed and filling the screen. It was full with sweet juices and the questing black finger burrowed into it seeking her sustenance. 

"Jesus mother fucking Christ!" groaned Brett, "What a sweet little pussy."

His knees involuntarily clenched together at the thought. Glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, I saw him grab at his crotch through his jeans and give his junk a quick shake. Next to me Toby let out a noise between a groan and a wail at the spectacle on the screen, and I saw that his cock was pushed fully against the fabric of his shorts.

I was feeling pretty horny myself, and my mind drifted from the action on the screen to my memory of when I'd let Toby suck me off and when I'd sucked him off in return. I'd always thought of myself as the straight stud, but that had been my first experience with a man. While it'd taken me totally by surprise, I couldn't say with all honesty in retrospect that I hadn't enjoyed it.

I looked back up at the screen and licked my lips. I could've really used some pussy right there and then, and I wasn't afraid to say so out loud.

"Oh, yeah, man," I said, licking my lips, "I wish I had my cock in some of that."

I sat forward on the couch to get a better, closer view of the pussy spread open on the screen.

"Mmmm, hmmm," groaned Brett in agreement, "Oh hell, I could use a fuck right now."

Brett was still massaging his dick as the black guy on the screen began to invade the blonde's pussy again. Toby murmured agreement to the general consensus. We all noticeably shifted in our chairs. I even contemplated for a minute getting up to take a piss on the pretext of jacking off in the bathroom, but I knew that my buddies would rag on me for it. And, frankly, it would have required more effort at that point to walk to the bathroom than I really wanted to expend.

So I fixated on the screen, where the girl had by now spread her legs apart until she was almost doing the splits, her legs forming a veritable T with her body. The black dude had managed somehow to turn her around and his face dropped towards her wide-open hole. A remarkably long, pink tongue snaked out from between his dark lips. It was a huge thing that twisted and stretched as it reached for her sweet nectar.

"Holy fucking shit," Brett commented.

His eyes widened as that monstrous tongue disappeared into the girl's pussy and thick, dark lips began munching away at her outer flesh. The black actor was drilling his finger into her ass as he munched and licked her pussy. The scene itself changed suddenly to show the girl, his black cock deep inside her throat, hand working furiously at the guy's balls. The angle of the lens went down and her tits bobbed right in their faces before the scene again changed to the guy munching contentedly.

"Oh, fuck," said Brett's quavering voice.

His hands slipped inside his jeans, rummaged a second or two, and then freed his throbbing cock. Once free from the material and into the open air it quickly hardened to its full length.

"Brett, dude," I said laughing, "Keep it together."

He smiled back at us with his lopsided grin and began stroking himself slowly.

"Dude," he said to me, "This is my apartment. I know you guys are sitting there with boners that could split wood. I'll be god damned if I'm gonna get blue balls just because you assholes are here."

Brett was right, this was his apartment. He was about four years older than Toby and I, and he would have finished college by now if he'd had the balls to stick with it. He was a loser, but he was a loser with connections and free access to all the porn a guy could want. It was always a safe bet he'd have some of it on too. But this was the first time the Toby had ever talked me into coming over here to actually watch any of it.

"Well, fuck," said Toby, "If you're gonna. I've been wishing I could jerk off since the movie started."

Toby happily freed his prick from under the confines of his black shorts, and his dick began to bob in time to his hand stroking it. Brett had slipped his jeans and briefs down so that he could get at his balls too. Leaning back in his chair, he cheerfully set to work pulling on his cock.

"C'mon, Marc," Brett coaxed, "Let your fucking hair down instead of sitting there watching us wanking. You know you wanna."

I did indeed want to and my hand involuntarily slid over my still covered package.

This time the blonde girl now lay on her chest, her thick pink lips making a circle shape as her ass jutted up in the air supported by the big black man's hands as he sank his hard shaft deeply into her cunt. It was all very overpowering and my cock had been screaming for release since I'd given up on the idea of taking a piss.

"Marc's just shy is all," said Toby to Brett.

"Like hell I am," I retorted loudly.

"He just doesn't want to put that black dude to shame," laughed Toby.

"You know it," I said, but I was crying out for release, and then finally with an air of resignation, "Oh, fuck it!"

I stood up and unbuckled my belt.

"I need to jerk off before I explode," I said gruffly, "I could fuck the entire girl's tennis team and still have some left over for the cheerleaders."

As Toby and Brett laughed at me, I dropped trousers and pushed my boxers down so that I could free my cock. Brett gasped as he saw it jutting out from my pubes, my balls hanging low.

"Shit, dude," he said to me, "You could be in porno yourself man. I ain't never seen nothing like that in real life. Hell you're bigger than that black dude in the movie."

I grabbed my dick and balls to emphasize their size in front of Brett. My tip was wet with a drop of precum and he couldn't take his eyes off of me.

"Fuck. I dunno about this..." Brett began, suddenly reserved.

I'm not sure what he meant by that, but he watched me as I gave my engorged cock a few experimental tugs. It felt so good, and I sighed deeply and fell back onto the couch so that I could slowly stroke myself in a slow even beat to the thrusts of the black guy on the screen.

"Don't be a fucking pussy now man," Toby said mockingly to Brett.

"Damn that mother fucker is big...." said Brett again, unable to get back into the movie.

"You gonna fucking join us," I growled at him, "Or are you gonna look at my dick day long?"

"Well I..." Brett mumbled, his cock looking very hard in his hand.

I told myself that it was the sight of that milky pussy on the screen with that huge black cock drilling it, but I knew that there was something else going on here. I looked over at Toby, but he just had that stupid grin on his face. I was wondering whether or not he'd somehow set up me up again.

"Suit yourself," I said to Brett in a deep voice, and settled into a group wank with Toby as he sat next to me pulling on his own cock.

"Maybe..." said Brett, getting up out of his chair and then down onto the floor, "It's so big...."

I grunted a little as I stroked myself, watching Brett inch towards me on his hands and knees. What the fuck was going on here, I asked myself? What the fuck was going on? Brett was so straight laced. I couldn't imagine him harboring some kind of gay impulse.

"For fuck's sake Brett," said Toby impatiently, "Go for it man."

I looked back at the sight on the television, ignoring both Brett and Toby. The fucking there had reached a frenzy and the picture flicked quickly between several scenes. The girl's ass filled up with that big cock thrust in to the hilt. Then to her mouth sucking feverishly on another cock. Some white dude had by this time arrived on the scene and neither Toby nor Brett seemed to have noticed. A long pink tongue licked her ass and cunt. Her tits jiggled. A big hard black cock shot round after round of white sticky cum, splashing it onto the blonde's waiting ass and it trickled down onto her pussy. The white dude's pink cock fired its sticky load all over her lips and eyes; all the while she licked at the flying drops. Somehow her hands were squeezing more cum out of that second cock and then there was a close-up of his cum oozing off her cheek and being licked away by her flicking pink tongue. 

I began to turn my mind back to Toby and Brett. Not wanting to, I remembered how thick Toby's own cock was. It occurred to me that I could take it in my mouth again right here and now and no one really would be any the wiser. He had shed his shorts at some point in the last few minutes and now sat there buck ass naked from the waist down. His legs were apart and he was flogging his own cock without any reserve. I knew that Toby was hung. So I turned my attention to Brett. His cock was pretty average as those things go, and it was as dwarfed by Toby's as Toby's was dwarfed by my own.

Whatever was happening was unlike anything that had ever happened when I'd watched porno before. I'd jerked off before other guys then, but they weren't paying any attention to me at the time. Brett was watching me with rapture, but unable to come any closer. He was like any other guy to me, and I felt no particular attraction to him whatsoever, as I usually felt no attraction to Toby either. But suddenly Brett looked good to me right then. Or his mouth did anyway. Real good. His face was handsome, if scruffy, and I knew that I wanted him. I wanted to cum on him and in him.

"Come over here and suck my cock," I said, motioning, to Brett's sigh of satisfaction.

"Fucking hell, Marc," said Toby laughing, "I thought you said you weren't gay." 

I smiled back at him and said, "It's just that I had a sudden urge." 

Brett was at my side in no time, and then he grabbed my cock in one hand and my balls in the other, fondling both as if feeling for quality in a fruit store. Toby watched him with rapt attention.

"I don't fucking believe this," I muttered. 

"What don't you believe?" groaned Brett as he milked my cock with his hands.

"That I am actually enjoying you fucking pulling on my dick," I replied, reaching over to grab hold of Toby's meat next to me.

"So what's next?" asked Brett, grinning, "Are you gonna swear off chicks or what?" 

"Don't be fucking stupid," I said with a groan, "A stud like me? I'm addicted to the P-U-S-S-Y dude."

"Amen to that, brother," said Brett as he gave my dick a quick series of tugs that came close to making me cum.

"Oh, shit," I moaned, perspiration breaking out on my forehead, "I'm going straight to hell."

"Fuck that," said Brett with a chuckle, he was using his free hand to unbutton his shirt, then shrugged out of it hardly missing a stroke, "At least you won't be lonely."

The room was gloomy with only the flickering porno film supplying some light, as the curtains were drawn to keep out prying eyes in the middle of the afternoon. On the screen a different blonde bimbo had a huge white cock in one hand and a moderately sized black cock in the other and was alternately popping one or the other into her mouth. She was leaning back on her ass with her legs wide apart to give the camera a great view of her wide-open pussy.

My attention was drawn away from the screen by a slight moan and my eyes sought the source. Glancing up from the screen for a second, movement in the corner of the room caught my awareness.

That's when I saw her face.

The glow from the screen showed across her features, but it did nothing to mar the beauty that was there. Her pouty lips were full, round and luscious, and her eyes were fixed onto mine. I absentmindedly rubbed my left hand against my chest as my right was still firmly fixed on jerking off Toby's cock.

I smiled up at her with a big, handsome grin plastered across my face; along with a look of contentment I'm sure.

"Well this looks cute," she said, finally finding words, "Can I play too?"

Brett's reaction was almost comical. His hand jerked away from my rod, although mine never lost its grip on Toby's. Brett's eyes were as wide as dinner plates.

"Summer!" he said, his voice cracking between child and man on the second syllable which made him sound more like thirteen rather than twenty-two.

"Fuck me!" Toby said in surprise. 

Well Toby had the right idea anyway, as Summer tried to get a look at his cock through the net of my fingers that shielded it from her sight. No doubt she'd already gotten a good look at my own and I made no effort to hide the display of the equipment of which I was so proud.

"Well, well, well," Summer said seductively as she stepped more fully into the flickering light, "Aren't you all a fucking sight?"

I noticed, if Brett hadn't yet, that her hand was buried in the front of her jeans, rubbing her pink bits as she spoke.

"I thought you were at work babe?" asked Brett stupidly.

"I was," she continued, "But I thought I'd come home and get a quick fuck at lunch. But I have never seen such a bunch of ready cocks as these."

She winked at me, and then took in my massive cock more closely. Her lips parted slightly and some noise came out through her mouth. I wasn't sure what it was, but I was used to that since I tend to have that effect on women.

I inclined my head and looked at Brett. He was still sort of stunned, kinda like when he'd gotten a look at me for the first time himself.

"So," she said, "Let me ask you again. Can I fucking play too?" 

Brett cleared his throat and swallowed hard, but finally grinned at her. His eyes took in those gorgeous tits. Her nipples were hard and by now her busy fingers were working underneath her pants faster.

I wanted to see better what was going on there. I wanted to get a look at the hidden bits she was intimately fingering.

"I can't see why not," I offered on Brett's behalf. 

Brett nodded his agreement, eyes still wide with the shock of his girlfriend catching him with both his hands full of a man's cock and balls and none of it his own. Fuck, I thought, but she was gorgeous. Trashy, but gorgeous. She slipped her tight top off then and revealed luscious bare tits spilling out waiting for our attention. 

Brett had recovered his composure; his hands went down to his own member whose head was proudly raised. Summer smiled as she saw it snake its way up towards his stomach.

"You gonna get undressed darlin?" I asked her.

I stood up and my pants fell down around my knees, and I took off my already unbuttoned shirt. My long, thick cock was pointed directly at her chest as I peeled off the cotton undershirt from my sticky body, displaying my chiseled chest and abdomen for her inspection. I was well over two hundred twenty pounds of raw, teenage muscle and, like an animal, I was using my dominance to lay claim to her. I stepped out of my pants so that I was naked as the day I was born, my cock swinging back and forth in front of me as I moved.

Summer stripped in no time, not having much left to take off other than her pants and panties. She made it quite sexy at the same though as she finally stood before us, her pussy covered in a fine bush of public hair.

She was a naked goddess.

My cock was taken in her hand as she walked up to me and she stood there looking up into my eyes as she masturbated me vigorously.

"You are not going to cum yet, are you?" she asked me seductively.

I shook my head no.

"Not even if I speed it up a little and play with your balls?" she asked. 

I shook my head again with emphasis and smiled.

"I fucking bet you wouldn't last long if I sucked that cock and worked it with my tongue?" 

"We'll just have to see," I suggested to her, thinking how much fun this was, my cock iron hard and rigid in her warm palm.

Summer got on her knees and bent forward and sucked my shaft into her mouth, working her tongue along it and sucking at it in varying bursts of speed. I groaned as my eyes rolled up into my head. But I could hold my load even if this bitch thought she could take me all the way down her fucking throat. Which as it turned out she couldn't. No woman alive could. Their mouths just aren't built for a cock the size of mine. But I'll give her credit; she gave it a good shot though.

It wasn't easy, but I held on. With this goddess I would cum on my own terms.

Summer seemed to sense that finally and decided to back off resignedly. She got back up from the floor and stood slightly back from where the three of us were, her hands clasped behind her back. Her pussy stood out against the light of the television screen.

"Well, what are you all standing around for?" she asked us, "Aren't I going to get any attention?" 

Toby was the first to move.

He came over to her, fell onto his knees and buried his face between her legs. His tongue shot out, seeking her hot pussy and, finding it, sank into her wet and waiting tunnel. She arched her back, grabbed his hair and pulled his face hard into her crotch. 




Glory Daze Ch. 08



"Hey...Hang on a minute," said Brett insistently, his voice changing into a whine, "She's my fucking girlfriend."

Brett explained this as if either Toby or I cared at this stage, let alone the girlfriend herself. Brett had his cock in his hand again and was giving it a few slow tugs. His eyes caught mine before they went back to watching Toby eating Summer's cunt. 

"Fuck you, man," I replied, "I think she's gonna be everyone's girlfriend for the rest of the day."

With that I moved behind her and pulled her head around so that I began kissing her mouth, as my hands reached round to play with her tits. 

Brett was still coming to grips as we two supposed buddies made it there with his girlfriend in front of him. His face adopted a hangdog expression and his cock dropped. Toby had his mouth to her cunt with not so much as a 'by your leave!' Now I was playing with her tits and she obviously loved the attention.

Brett looked like he was going to step forward, but then he stopped fixed by my glare.

After I was sure that he would come no closer, I watched him take stock, and then as he watched Toby lapping at her pussy with vigor. Brett's cock began to stir again, rising and coming to full attention. 

She was so lovely, I thought, as I studied her body closely. Her legs parted, head back, and her long, reddish hair tossed behind her made her look savage.

I felt my need rise up from within me like an onslaught.

"Bedroom," I said authoritatively in a deep voice, "Now!"

"Oh, yes!" she moaned, excitement in her eyes.

With my hand firmly fixed in her right hand and Toby's in her left, she led us both into the bedroom with Brett trailing along behind.

Brett's bed was extra wide and clearly made for fucking. It seemed like it could accommodate a few people, without becoming crowded. Silk sheets lined the bed and Brett had mirrors on the ceiling. He was such a wannabe player. Just the type of place you would have figured a dude like Brett would use as his lair.

"Well, who's gonna fuck me first?" she asked breathily. 

I was in no mood at that moment to take seconds to any man, and I threw my powerful eighteen inch arms out restraining both Toby and Brett from advancing ahead of me, my palms pressed firmly against their chests.

"Hold it you bastard!" Brett hissed at me, "My girl, my first fuck."

"Dude," I said to him, "This is the way it's gonna be. I'm in no mood to argue."

Brett was wiry and muscular, but nowhere near a match for me, and he knew it. Plus I was on the football team, and I'd made all state in wrestling twice. He reluctantly stepped back. I was a big boy all over.

Toby motioned that I was free to go to it.

"At least use a rubber," wailed Brett.

"Do you want me to wear a rubber?" I asked her.

"I'm on the pill," she said smiling.

I grinned and rubbed my hands together, my eyes fixed on Summer's lovely pussy waiting, open like a wet pink mouth, for my monster cock. 

"Ready or not, here I come," I told her. 

I climbed on top of the bed, and over Summer, until I was in position with my weight supported above her by my powerful arms. It was not the most interesting of arrangements, but I was in no mood for foreplay. I moved forward and felt the head of my dick come to rest against her wet bush. I moved my cock over back and forth over her flesh until I felt her open up for me and I was able wedge the head of my nearly ten inch dick in the entrance to her moist, hot depths. My hard cock rested on her bush teasingly as she looked up at me with her sexy eyes, smiling, chest heaving. She reached down between us and her hand stroked my shaft. Her eyes never left contact with mine; her pussy lips were just barely holding the very tip of my dick in place. I didn't move, still looking at her, cherishing her beauty, and the feeling of near ecstasy.

I loved this moment. After an eternity of anticipation, I pushed forward. The swollen flesh of that hungry pussy parted to allow me to enter. I slowly slid into her, going as far inside her as I could in one stroke.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." she sighed.

Summer's amazing pussy was so warm around me, and this was amplified when I slid my dick part of the way out of her and into the cooler air. I needed to be insider her though and I pushed back into her, sliding all the way inside her to the hilt this time. She was a looser fuck than I was used to, and I knew that had nothing to do with Brett's dick, so it made me wonder what our little Summer got up to. And with whom.

She gave a satisfied moan from underneath me and drew her legs up over my ass, working her ankles into my butt and dragging me tightly against her. I fucked her, moving in and out until she enveloped me completely. It was always something to savor the feeling of my cock sliding into warm wet pussy. And she clenched her muscles to stimulate me even further. 

Toby and Brett were standing where we'd left them. I could feel their eyes on my ass as it clenched, working up and down, humping Summer rhythmically while her legs wrapped around me. I saw Brett out of the corner of my eye move from behind me so that he could see past me to where my thick hard cock was pumping deep into her pussy. 

"Yesssssssss," she moaned beneath me, eyes closed.

Her fingers dug into the muscles of my broad back, as I slid my dick deep inside her, treasuring the feeling. My searching lips found hers and we began to kiss passionately, her tongue snaking around inside my mouth. Then she broke our kiss, moaning as I fucked her. I eagerly pistoned my rod faster in and out of her hungry pussy.

Her cries got louder as I fucked harder.

The walls of her cunt convulsed around my driving cock, squeezing and releasing me, and I knew she was cumming then. She planted her feet on the bed and raised her ass in the air, rubbing her pussy up against my groin as she came. Her hands reached round to hold my thrusting ass tightly, holding me inside her as her entire body writhed in pleasure. As she calmed down my searching lips found hers again, and she kissed me back, gasping for breath, tongue swirling. She released my ass and I was able to thrust into her again. 

"Oh, God," she breathed, "I've never cum that fast before!"

Summer opened her sexy eyes and looked at me as I fucked her. I gave her my best shit eating grin, satisfied at my continuing ability to please women.

"Oh, God!" she moaned, "I needed that!"

I could think of nothing to say as my rod slid in and out of her tight, wanting vagina, so I smiled back, kissing her again with deep longing.

Every second I was inside her was pure pleasure for both of us, and I could feel her start to climax again, and Summer was very vocal about it. Her enthusiasm was go great that I found I could no longer hold on either. 

"Get ready," I groaned, "I'm gonna cum."

"Cum inside me big guy," she begged me.

"What?" queried Brett frantically.

"It's okay," she urged me, "I won't get knocked up. I told you I'm on the pill."

I jackhammered in and out of this helpless girl as hard as I could, her long legs spread wide. Her naked right foot was flailing above him as her entire body prepared to welcome another mighty orgasm.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! God! God! God!" she cried.

Her pussy flooded with her juices, and I could feel them like a warm ocean around my thick shaft. Her cries were the final straw. I could hold on no longer. I gave her cunt a few more rapid pumps before shoving my dick as far into her pussy as I could and held it there. 

My lips found hers and she kissed me eagerly, her right leg holding me inside of her. I groaned into her mouth as my shaft spasmed inside her vagina. Hot, thick liquid fired out the end of my cock and into her hungry womb as we kissed. Over and over I came inside Summer, filling her needy cunt with his seed. As the last of my cum dribbled out, I realized my dick was still hard.

"Oh, fuck..." Brett moaned, grabbing his stiff rod and giving it a quick jerk, "I can't stand it any longer." 

With that, Brett rounded the bed and, facing her, threw his legs over Summer's stomach so that his hard cock pushed between her tits. I was forced to get up on my knees to let him in and did so without missing a stroke. Toby, not to be left out, closed in on us, looking at how he could get in and fill one of her holes. I watched Summer grasp his cock and draw him closer until he was near her mouth, then with Brett titty fucking her she popped Toby's cock deep into her mouth and began sucking him. It was a pretty tight fit, and Brett's sweaty back was before me. I reached up from her hips to stroke his back muscles.

My big balls were still plenty full of cum and my young teenage horse cock was still ready for action. I closed my eyes and thrust my dick into her so deeply that my balls banged against her ass. It was one of the most satisfying fucks that I'd had in a long time and I was glad that Brett and Toby were enjoying themselves too.

Summer seemed to be in total bliss as she serviced this four-way action.

"Guys," she said insistently, "I have an idea. I want to try something." 

We all reluctantly stopped what we were doing and let Summer disentangle herself. She was smiling and a hot light shone in her eyes as she surveyed our ready and willing dicks waving before her.

"You," she said pointing at me, not even knowing my name, "Lie down on the bed."

I did as asked, figuring out pretty quickly what she had in mind, and eager to help her out. I obeyed and flopped back onto the bed. I held my cock up in the air like a ten inch mast.

She grinned at the other guys as she climbed onto the bed, straddling me. I let out a sigh as I felt her flesh surround me again until my massive shaft was buried all the way inside her. Then she stopped, bending forward until her ass stretched out invitingly at Brett and Toby.

"Now, which one of you boys wants to fuck my ass?" she inquired.

Brett having already missed an opportunity to fuck his girlfriend wasn't about to miss another. He moved quickly behind her and pushed his cock against her tight asshole. She gasped loudly with pain and excitement as he pressed inside her, and I could feel him slid up against my own cock.

"Oh...fuck!" she cried, "Oh, yes!"

She cried out again as he sank in all the way inside. Then she proceeded to adjust herself on top of me so that my cock could continue to slip in and out of her pussy while Brett's shaft drilled her ass. 

"Oh, fuck! Oh, honey!" she moaned, "Come to mama! Toby, I want your cock in my mouth."

It occurred to me that she had at least met Toby before, but then again I didn't really care as I was enjoying the feeling of being inside her. Toby came around and thrust his cock at her face. She lifted herself just enough and his throbbing cock disappeared deep in her mouth. I watched them above me as I reached up to feel her hanging tits.

"Oh, shit!" said Toby as he felt her sucking him off and worked his cock in and out fucking her mouth as if it were a pussy.

It was awkward at first, but we all got a rhythm going. Summer bobbed between all three of us, as three shafts penetrated her in the most important places. It was a perfect sensation, as I loved the feeling of a guy thrusting into an ass, while I'm in the pussy. I was still turned on by Brett from our earlier session in the living room and I marveled at the wonderful feeling of being insider her pussy, especially with another man inside her down there. I could feel Brett's cock deep inside her ass, his shaft almost seeming to be rubbing against my own with only the cushion of Summer's pussy wall between us. To add to the sensation our balls rubbed together on each stroke sending a thrill through me. 

From the front, I could see Summer's head in both of Toby's hands and he thrust into her gently fucking her mouth with his cock. She had it in so far she must have had his head touch the back of her throat at times as they both pushed a little too far.

"Oh, fuck, you guys," he said with a long glorious moan, "I am gonna cum!"

He screamed out as he finished, and I felt Summer contract around my cock as she orgasmed, spilling her juices onto my cock and balls. Toby's cum spilled into her mouth, but it was more than she could handle and some fell out down onto my chest.

In that instant Brett grunted and his cock began to convulse deep in her ass. Within seconds I knew that he was spilling a load deep inside her.

A blaze of power surged through me, as I felt Brett's cock pulsing through the wall of her pussy and ass, his balls bouncing against mine as I thrust. It was all it took. My cock exploded inside Summer's pussy again, wad after wad of creamy cum squirting deep inside her. 

Her look told me she was in heaven.

Her pussy sucked hard at my cock then let go with her own orgasm. I could feel the pulses go through her as her juices flowed to mix with my semen. Her hand shot up to grasp Toby's cock and she worked at that shaft furiously to suck and lick every remaining drop. 

Time may have stopped. I don't know.

The four of us turned, rolled or flopped until we were all separated. Summer lay on her back, her arm flung over her eyes, legs lolling apart and chest heaving. 

Toby lay beside her, but the other way around, head level with her hips while I sat at the edge of the bed, one hand casually playing with Summer's nipple. 

Brett retired to the bathroom to clean himself up and the rest of us paused for breath. Summer looked radiant. Cum was trickling from her pussy making that pink skin gleam in the light of the room. I watched a dribble of it nestle between her pink pussy lips and felt life stirring back into my cock again as I wondered what it would taste like. Her pussy juice and my cum. And I bent towards it for a closer inspection.

My newly thickened cock was suddenly grabbed and slowly stroked by Toby. 

Enjoying that I said, "Oh, fuck yes," and groaned as Summer's leg lifted to give me easier access to her cunt.

I forgot myself as my tongue reached out towards her soaking wet pussy. A new thrill went through me as I first tasted the salty sweet mixture oozing from her lovely tunnel as my tongue slid in deep. 

Toby had my cock in his hand and moved so that he could pop it in his mouth. He had moved over Summer with the lower half of his body. Summer moaned too through her wet lips as I took her pussy lips in my mouth.

Suddenly I heard Brett, he must have returned from the bathroom, "Oh, fuck," he urged, "Grab my cock honey."

Looking up I saw Summer's fingers close on him and she began jerking him off in a rhythm.

It was Toby who came up for air.

"I have an idea," he said reaching out to stroke Summer's hair, "Let's give Summer a cum bath." 

I dazedly moved my mouth away from Summer's pussy as Brett took her by the hips and turned her so that the lower half of her body was over the edge of the bed while the upper half lay across the bed. He straddled her there with his cock jutting out, pointing over her tits and at her face. 

"Okay guys," he instructed, "One on each side."

We had soon taken our positions. The other two of us kneeling on the bed with our cocks jutting over her chest and face while Summer giggled, reaching up to grab a cock at random and give it a tug. 

Summer grabbed Brett's cock and began stroking it hard and quick while Brett grabbed Toby's cock in one hand and mine in the other, stroking both of us fast and furious. We each reached around Brett. Toby found Summer's wet pussy and inserted three fingers inside her while I inserted a finger into her ass, both of us masturbating her as Brett was in turn jerking our cocks. 

"Oh," she squealed, "That's right, cum on me." 

"I am about to blow my load!" Brett screamed.

Summer and Toby moaned and Brett called out, "Yes, oh yes." 

Then it happened. Summer's orgasm made her pussy pulse and her ass squeeze hard as she gushed. Then we all came, more or less together. Our cum spurting from our cocks. Brett's semen splashed onto Summer's nipples and chin. Toby blew several quick jets of cum, some of which landed in her open mouth while my cock released its own thick wads. Brett's hand was shaking which caused my load to go pretty much everywhere. Accuracy dwindled quickly from poor to nonexistent and warm drops fell on Summer's tits, on her lips, in her hair and generally all over her face.

Summer lay back with creamy cum running in small rivulets, dripping off her nipples and tits, running in small erratic streams down her face and glistening like tiny pearls in her hair. She gently took our cocks and guided them to her, placing each in turn into her mouth, one by one, and licking them clean with long luxurious swipes of her tongue. When she was done, she would pull the next man to her, before giving him the same treatment.

As we caught our breath, we stood around dazed. Thoughts developed in my head and, though we weren't saying anything just yet, I think we all knew what we wanted that evening's entertainment to be. Summer cleaned herself up in preparation to leave to go back to work soon after she showered.

Then we would be all alone again with our porn.

I smiled to myself as I looked at the other guy's dicks. I wasn't sure what had happened earlier, but was damn sure now that I wanted to know how far it would go that evening.

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Glory Daze Ch. 09



A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years...

Story Nine -- Can't Say No

After listening to Carolee Donahue sing another chorus of "I Can't Say No" from that year's spring musical: Oklahoma!, I pulled my baseball cap down a little further to hide my eyes, sighed and prayed that I wasn't going to throw up.

Looking out the door I could see several members of the baseball team heading down the hall to go practice for Saturday's game. I quickly turned and walked backstage so that they wouldn't see me and I wouldn't have to speak to them.

Man, trying out for the spring musical had seemed like a good idea at the time. After all, I'd been banging Carolee for two months. Pretty much since I'd won my division at the state wrestling championships. On the football field I was excellent, if no quarterback, but on the mat I was phenomenal. Carolee had been so hot for me at the time; there was no way I was going to turn that down. When an injury sidelined me from the start of baseball season, I'd willingly taken a part in the chorus line for the musical just so I could be a little closer to her. She had beautiful, full tits with large ripe nipples and a hairy bush hiding between her round, creamy thighs. I wanted to be near that, and in that, as often as possible. And I mean I may be a jock, but I could hold my own on stage and carry a tune. I got my fine tenor voice from my Irish grandfather.

Yeah, it had seemed like a good idea at the time.

Of course, the best laid plans always go wrong. Carolee hadn't gotten the part she wanted, which really was no surprise in retrospect. A new girl to the school, Jolene, had snapped the part right out from under her. It isn't easy to go from lead three years running to second fiddle. But Jolene had a set of pipes that would make a professional singer jealous. And she also had another set of pipes if you catch my drift. She was a dark haired, doe eyed good looker.

No doubt about that.

I just hadn't bargained for a girlfriend who was going to act like she was premenstrual 24/7. I made a mental note that it was a good idea to stop nailing actresses in the future. Way too much drama on stage and off. And I discovered that when Carolee got angry, she got focused.

Sex was no longer on her priority list.

Another wistful sigh passed uncontrollably from my lips, and that was another sign to me that I'd rather be out on the field with my buddies getting dirty than line dancing in the theatre.

"Heya, Marc," said Ryan Ford, coming up to me and giving me his big puppy dog grin.

Ryan was what we at school called a drama geek. But he was a real good guy. I liked him and we'd always been on friendly terms in the halls or in class, and we'd gotten along well working on the musical over the last few weeks. For a theatre person, he seemed pretty ripped up. Guess working out for ballet really paid off for him. I'd tried several times to get him to go out for one of the athletic teams at school, preferably one of the ones I lettered on: football, wrestling or baseball. Hell, I also played lacrosse, hockey and rugby. But Ryan never took me up on the offer. He never really wanted to hang out with the guys too much either.

So naturally I'd always assumed he was kinda queer.

"Hey dude, how's it hanging?" I responded sullenly.

"I never understand why you jocks use that expression," he said, a little too animated, "Look, I just wanted to let you know that Mrs. Miller called off work on our scenes tonight, so you're free to go home early if you want."

"Great," I said, again with less enthusiasm than I'd intended.

My buddies Steve and Greg were also on the baseball team, and consequently both at practice. There were a few guys that I could have called to hang out with, but I was taking some shit for agreeing to add my voice to the musical. While they were all cool with it, that didn't mean they couldn't use it as an excuse to rag on me. And I didn't really feel like listening to it tonight.

"Carolee's got to rehearse tonight though," he added, then after seeing my face added, "You sound a little down."

"Yeah, man," I said, "I guess it's just been one of those weeks."

He nodded sympathetically, and then put his hand conspiratorially on my shoulder.

"Look," he said, "I know that we've never really hung out or anything outside of school, but a couple of us are going back to my place to order a pizza and maybe watch a movie. You're welcome to come along if you want."

When I made no immediate response he added hastily as if really thinking through what he'd just asked me, "But if you're busy or something don't worry about it. I mean I understand."

He was trying politely to give me a way out. And I admit hanging out with members of the drama club was not exactly my idea of a good time, but beggars can't always be choosers, can they?

"Sure, man," I said, after a pause, "That'd be cool. Why don't I follow you over in my truck?"

"Great," he said, "Just give me a second and we'll head over."

I wrote Carolee a note and stuck it on her backpack. She was ass deep in choreography and I knew there'd be no way to get her attention before it was time to go.

When I met up with Ryan there were a couple other guys with him, Jesse and Trevor. And one girl: Jolene. My eyebrows rose a little when I saw her. We hadn't really been introduced yet, but I'd caught her checking me out on more than one occasion, and I hadn't missed the fact that she'd even been to a couple of my matches during the season.

I didn't say anything to Ryan about the make up of the company.

The ride to Ryan's took about a half hour as he lived away from the school out in the country a ways. We met his parents going out as we were arriving; apparently they were off to some dinner thing. They seemed nice and moderately wealthy, judging by their home, and I assumed that they probably moved in the same circles my own parents did.

Although I'd never met them before.

We settled in on the couches and shot the shit for awhile, drank some sodas and laughed a lot. It felt good to laugh. The drama geeks and I were pleasantly surprised to find that we had all kinds of things in common. Then pizza arrived and the sun started to go down. Jolene reached for the remote and flipped through the channels.

"Who wants a beer?" Ryan asked.

"You drink beer?" I asked him stunned.

"Yeah, of course I do," said Ryan, "Why? Don't you? I thought all you jocks drank beer."

"I'll have one," said Jolene.

"Uh, yeah," I stumbled, "I guess I will have one."

Jesse and Trevor both decided to try a little something other than soda too.

"Good that's settled then. Hey, Marc," Ryan asked, "Can you come and give me a hand with the beer, it's in the garage?"

"Sure," I told him.

I got up and followed him out to the garage.

When we got there, he grabbed a six pack from the shelf and, turning, asked me, "So what do you think about Jolene?"

"What do you mean?" I responded.

I knew as soon as I said it that I sounded clueless. He apparently had higher expectations from me, no doubt based on my reputation as a player.

"You know," he said, all shit eating grin, looking very mischievous, "In the horizontal, I want to fuck your brains out, kind of way."

"I think she looks pretty good," I replied, still perhaps a little unsure of where this was all going.

I felt like I was going to get punked at any minute.

"Is that all?" he asked, disbelievingly.

"No, I think she's got an ass built for fucking and a mouth built for sucking," I said, "How's that?"

"Much better," he replied, satisfied, "I think she's pretty hot too."

"You do?" I asked and again could have smacked myself on the forehead for sounding clueless.

"Yeah," he said low and dirty, after setting the beer down, putting his hand on an imaginary ass, and mimicked humping the air like he was doing a girl doggy style.

"I like my pussy fresh and wet," he added with a low growl, eyes closed.

So much for being kinda queer. My whole evaluation of Ryan was changing rapidly, as he gave an impression that would be more befitting of a locker room.

"Not all you jocks get to have all the fun you know."

"So I gather," I said in wonder.

"Of course," he said, "The question is are you up for it?"

"Up for it?"

"You know..." he said conspiratorially, "Up for it. Willing to put your dick where her mouth is, so to speak?"

"Dude," I said, "I'm seeing Carolee."

"That's a little disappointing jock strap," he said, "Cause I'd heard that you had the most points in the local pussy posse. I thought tonight we might have the chance to add one more."

He was referring to a small, exclusive league of dudes, including myself, who had put together a small group for fun and games. The only goal of course was to see who could have sex with the most women before graduation. Inventiveness was encouraged. But you had to bring back proof in the form of panties and a credible witness who could confirm you literally closed on the deal. Preferably another member of the posse itself, but in a pinch an outsider would do. I know it was incredibly juvenile and demeaning to the women, but we never forced any of them.

And to tell the truth I think they liked being pursued.

I had scored around thirty-six verifiable points according to the rules, covering girls in three counties. Although I'd scored nearly twice as many including fucking without the benefit of the necessary witnesses. The trouble was I took time off to actually date women. We all did more or less. I was doing more than all right, but I think I could have been legendary though if I'd been more dedicated to the art of the one night stand.

"Listen ballet boy," I said puffing out my chest and my pride, "I'm down anytime, anyplace. If you got the pussy, I'll make the time."

"That's just what I wanted to hear," he said, grin restored, "Because the time is now, and the place is here. I've got the pussy in the living room with Jesse and Trevor."

"So how do you want to play it ballet boy?" I asked him.

"I think it'll play itself. Trevor and Jesse are so horny they'd fuck their own sisters, but they're virgins all the way. We just need a few good men to show them how it's done."

That was enough for me. We took the beer back into the living room.

When we got there we found that Jolene had put the porn channel on, but it was locked out and the picture wasn't coming through.

"How do you get this to work Ryan?" asked Jolene.

Ryan gave me a look as if to say: What did I tell you? He walked over on the couch and sat next to Jolene.

"I see you guys have been busy looking for good quality viewing material. Let me show you how to unlock it," he murmured.

In a flash we were watching tits and ass cavorting with thick, young dicks and we were loving it. 

After about twenty minutes, Ryan had managed to maneuver his arm up on the back of the couch. It was not quite around Jolene. Yet. But it could be the second he was ready to make a move. I sat over on the easy chair, near the couch. Trevor and Jesse had moved to the floor for a closer view of the television. We were all talking porn and cracking jokes about willing women and well endowed men.

"So, Marc," Ryan asked me, casually putting his arm up on the couch, "Do you like porn?"

"Yeah, man," I replied, not taking my eyes off the screen.

"What about you?" he whispered in Jolene's ear.

He spoke so softly that I could barely hear him.

At that moment his arm came down around Jolene. She didn't move away, snuggling into the crook of his shoulder instead.

He whispered something else in her ear. This time too low for me to understand. But my attention was pulled away from the screen to watch his free hand slide down her thigh and caress her pussy through her blue jeans. 

She was definitely hot for it and she melted against his body. Her attention was fixed on him totally. Their lips locked together, tasting each other's tongues. Then her left hand snaked down to the zipper of his jeans, so that she could get her much needed satisfaction.

The time was ripe and Ryan was taking advantage of it.

He was clearly feeling some pressure in his pants, so he helped Jolene to unzip his jeans. If that hadn't been enough to get the attention of Jesse and Trevor, the fact that Jolene's was now moaning certainly was. She slipped down to the floor, kneeling in front of Ryan and took his exposed cock into her mouth.

On her knees she was an even more beautiful sight with that ass waving in the air.

"Take off your jeans," Ryan instructed her.

Jolene reluctantly pulled away and stood up to face him, her back to the rest of us. In the sexiest possible way she peeled off her tight fitting jeans.

If her ass in jeans was a sight to behold, her ass out of those same jeans would have made even the angels weep for joy. I felt like a sailor catching sight of dry land for the first time in months. And, oh, what was waiting for me on that heavenly shore. 

But Ryan wasn't finished yet. His careful eye appraised her body from top to bottom, and I saw that his gaze clearly lingered on the space between her thighs. His lascivious grin told me exactly what he thought of what he saw.

"Take off your shirt," he intoned again.

She ever so slowly complied with his instructions until she was only in her white bra and panties.

I let out a long, low whistle of appreciation.

"Damn," was all I head from Trevor.

Jesse apparently was speechless.

Ryan's cock was at full mast, filled out, and even though he was just above average, especially compared to me, it was long and thick all the same. Jolene took to it with a will and bent in to give him a real thorough oral examination.

He pushed her head down on top of him to make sure that she was giving it her all, and he let his head fall back in contentment. His famous puppy dog grin, once again plastered on his face, had by now taken on the aspects of a hound dogger's leer.

And meanwhile Jolene was sucking him like a vacuum.

No wonder he had an expression like that.

Jesse, Trevor and I all watched with interest, our minds no longer on the television screen.

I saw her pussy and that's what captivated me the most. I was fairly certain that Trevor and Jesse weren't queer, because Ryan had obviously invited them. But from their reaction to recent events I was equally certain that neither of them had ever seen a live woman before in the state of undress that Jolene was in.

That's when I decided to make my move and take matters into my own hands. Quite literally.

Her ass was just there. Man, it was so nice, so round, so inviting. It was calling to me: Marc, don't you want a piece of this flesh? And I did. Very much so. It had been at least three weeks since Carolee had put out anything for me. I don't like table scraps and I'm not a man that usually has to beg for his supper. But I'd been so busy that it actually hadn't occurred to me what state my balls were in. Man, they were aching for some action. They had a word with my dick, and suddenly I realized I was ready to go.

So I went on a recon expedition to see what was out in there in the jungle.

I got down on my hands and knees and I prowled over to where she was and sniffed at the luscious smell coming out of her pussy like a dog. Her pussy was covered with her lacy underthings, but I licked at it through the fabric anyways. And her juices were fresh. She must have been red hot, because my tongue was like a lightening rod and I could feel her subtle convulsions. My hand went up on her ass to serve the dual purpose of steadying myself and feeling the firm, yet supple flesh.

Oh, I could most definitely have died happy right then and there.

But there was no need for such a drastic act. The juices were good, but I wanted to taste flesh. Pushing aside the panties, her treasure was revealed to me in all its naked glory. My tongue confirmed what my dick could have told me in time: Her flesh was firm and parted to reveal a long, dark tunnel that was any young, straight man's wet dream.

It was a thing of joy and a thing of beauty.

The thing that provides the response which make us men.

I sucked on it. I used all the skill that I'd acquired in my years of sexual intimacy. Every trick. Everything. And I was rewarded with her juices flowing on my chin. And Ryan was rewarded when she sucked his dick ever so much harder as a result. Even Trevor and Jesse got something out of it, because watching a live show is its own reward.

Oh, God! I could have remained like that forever. Eating her juices, sucking her little button and pulling her flesh into and out of my mouth. Tasting her again and again. Some guys just like to get their dicks waxed, but I've often thought that those guys, who can't appreciate the taste of pussy, and the act of cunnilingus, are missing out on whole avenues of pleasure.

Sometimes it truly is better to give than to receive.

But at the same token, a woman who can only cum by being eaten out has never experienced my dick before.

Now I don't like to brag...no wait a minute, I'm a southern man, of course I like to brag...but my monster cock can give a woman a ride like she's never had before. And my cock was aching for glory.

It was time for a little tit for my tat. She'd received her pleasure. I knew she'd cum already, because I'd tasted it.

Then I heard Ryan tell me, "Fuck her man."

As if I needed incentive.

The other guys had their cocks out by now, but I wasn't going to leave this poor pussy to the likes of two back woods virgins, neither of whom measured more than half way up a ruler. No, this was a delicate flower that needed to be treated right. Maybe back then I wasn't as suave and steady a lover as I am now. But I made up for it with passion, a zest for inventiveness and a willingness to learn.

I stood up and pulled off my t-shirt, revealing my muscular body, powerful and shredded from my hours spent in the school gym and on the playing field. Let all these fuckers see a real jock stud in all his glory. I then undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and stepped out of them. All that remained were my boxers. With a need for speed, they sailed off onto the floor as quickly as my outerwear had. I would like to tell you that I revealed my pride and joy slowly to a stunned audience, but frankly I'd been at full mast for a few minutes and I didn't think I could wait for the applause.

When Jolene felt my hands on her ass, she peeked around from her labors to see me edged up behind her. My cocky confidence was on display as I brought my dick up to her backside. I let it lie there against the crack of her ass basking in the luxuriating warmth. The moment was to be savored as I quivered with anticipation for the time when I would have her first. Despite my callous attitude in the manner in which I actively seduced as many chicks as possible, I consider it a great honor when a woman allows me take pleasure in her body, and thereby return the favor to her.

I know that I can't say no to a willing pussy, because I just love women too much.

My fingers slipped down her crack and pulled apart her delicate lips, providing a compelling entrance for that part of me that was about to set forth on its urgent business.

"Holy shit!" I heard Jesse exclaim as he saw what was actually about to happen.

Jolene smiled at me. Taking in every detail of the size of my cock with her eyes, but saying nothing, and then she returned to Ryan who watched us all with the benevolent patience of a man who knows he's going to get everything he wants.

My dick was large and heavy, and after a few initial failed attempts to enter her chamber, I used my free hand to guide the way. Soon my mushroom head was lodged where it needed to be. Without effort my big cock began pushing into her. The other two boys on the floor had gotten up and stood around watching me plunge my cock deep into her cunt, inch by inch, her recent cum providing the necessary lubricant, until slowly I'd completely filled her.




Glory Daze Ch. 09



Hers was a lovely hole and as I began to slowly thrust, soon I picked up speed, and I realized that Jolene's pussy was even better than Carolee's. Boy would that have pissed off my girlfriend had she known. But the girl surrounding my cock knew what she was doing right then and she bucked her ass to meet my oncoming thrusts, taking me deeper and deeper than she'd ever experienced before.

Her hole was hungry, and my cock moved faster and faster.

I began to feel the warmth in the room and felt the sweat run down my back to the crack of my ass, but I was in the zone and the sex felt so very good. Ryan pulled his shirt off over his head exposing the muscular torso of a dancer.

Jolene was wrapped around my cock

As though her pussy was a moist velvet glove, I slipped in deeper and deeper in steady thrusts, savoring the contractions of her muscles against my steel shaft. The flesh of her ass was round and firm in my palms. And on the last thrust my rock-solid member entered her to the hilt. But my movements were rhythmic, seeking maximum penetration on every thrust. 

"Do you like it?" I asked her.

Jolene had no opportunity to answer me back though because Ryan had her mouth full and his face still had that self satisfied expression, coupled with the fact that he was being sucked off. 

I felt her contracting around my pistoning shaft and her pussy juice dribbled down my cock and my balls, which were slapping against her body on each thrust.

I felt my own orgasm building up inside my balls, and I wanted desperately to get the most out of her, so I grabbed her firmly by her thin waist and pulled her ass even higher, allowing me better access to her sloppy wet hole.

Meanwhile Jolene was using her hands to grasp Ryan's shaft, teasing his prick with her tongue, and massaging his balls. 

I knew this bitch was cumming again around my cock, enjoying my ministrations inside her cunt. I felt a rush of moisture as her pussy contracted again, sending streams of her girl-cum to grease my dick and balls.

I consider myself to have good staying power, but finally I just couldn't stand anymore of the heat in her furnace.

"I'm going to cum inside your pussy slut!" I told her.

I felt a great swelling in my cock and balls, growing bigger, as I shot off my load in deep thrusts up inside her womb, my cum oozing out between strokes, coating my dick.

When I finished I pulled out and stepped back to observe my handiwork. My cum was dripping out of her well-fucked pussy.

Ryan let out a solid groan and I realized that he'd just cum in her mouth, depositing a second load inside her body.

Jolene wasted no time in pulling away from Ryan, but it soon became apparent that Trevor and Jesse weren't going to do anything without an invitation. But that was soon to be forthcoming:

"What the fuck are you two waiting for?" she asked impatiently, "I need to be fucked now."

I'd left a hole to be filled. But Trevor seemed ready to comply with her request. He looked at me and I motioned for him to go for it. Meanwhile Ryan was getting hard again as Jolene primed his pump back up with her hands.

Trevor pulled her hard against his cock, and Ryan was wrenched out of her hands as Trevor slid her onto his pole.

Just like she was supposed to Jolene went back to work on Ryan, now sliding her lips up and down his fat cock. We could hear her slurping on Ryan's cock as Trevor reached forward underneath her with his hand and grabbed one of her gorgeous tits.

But Trevor was losing it quickly.

He was cherry, and he had little to no control. He thrust into her a few more times, orgasm building, and then he jammed his dick all the way inside her vagina. Jolene continued sucking on Ryan's cock as Trevor's dick jerked inside her pussy. Trevor rubbed his groin against her pussy, emptying what remained of his semen into her. He pulled his softening dick out of her with an audible sucking noise. He grabbed his beer that he had set on the nightstand and took a swig, watching Ryan get another killer blowjob.

Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, she sucked on that cock loudly and eagerly, loving every second of it. 

Seeing her lean on one arm, sucking a cock, while her naked legs remained spread was turning me on again. I thought about fucking her again, but reached over and gave my beer a swig instead.

Jesse, seeing an opportunity, had gotten over his initial shyness. In his haste to undo his pants he fell over, his face landing near her pussy. Trevor and I both let out deep laughs at his clumsiness. But we watched as, with persistence, Jesse managed to right himself nervously and hurriedly pushed his pants down in order to start running his partially hard cock up and down the lips of her cunt, stimulating his manhood to full hardness.

"You gotta stick it in the hole, man," I told him.

"I know", he said, grinning back at me sheepishly.

Jolene took control of the situation and reaching behind her grabbed his dick and guided it inside her. And Jesse sighed as he watched his cock disappear into a woman for the first time. Soon it reappeared and began to disappear and reappear over and over. Jesse was a quick learner and soon he was holding onto the curves of her ass, slamming his groin hard against her, shooting his manhood deep inside her with authority. 

Then after a couple minutes he fell back on the floor with a mighty, "Fuck yeah!"

"Well that's two cherries popped in one evening, not a bad day's work," I said laughing.

Trevor, Jesse and I were backing in the afterglow, but there was still one man left.

"What about you dude?" I asked Ryan, "You better get your taste before I come back for sloppy seconds.

I was standing there casually stroking my hard cock. I was flush with youth and felt like I could break a cement block with my boner.

Jolene pulled herself away from Ryan's cock and got up to straddle him. She moaned with an impending orgasm as she slowly mounted him. Her face was clenched in ecstasy, and she was crying out with pleasure mimicking the reaction of the porn stars. Her tits were violently bouncing up and down. Ryan had gotten sucked through three fucks and was himself losing it again, pumping in and out of her lightening quick. 

Her hips slid up and down Ryan's shaft three more times and his groan was indication enough that she'd sent him on his way. He grabbed the back of her head, bringing her face down to his to give her a deep wet kiss; all the while his cock was buried inside her jerking out its last. 

Ryan's softening manhood slid out of her audible 'slurp'. Jolene rolled off of him and lay there on the couch, closing her eyes as Jesse and Trevor went to grab their clothes off the floor. But I just stood there as she opened her eyes a few minutes later and looked at me. I watched her, lying naked, with our cum trickling out of her pussy.

It was a beautiful sight and very erotic.

Everyone removed their remaining items of clothing at this point so that there were four buck-ass naked guys standing around beating our meat to the porn show going on. Jolene was gorgeous.

"I want to bone her, bro," I said to Ryan, deciding suddenly that it was time to give out some instructions.

"Baby," I said to Jolene, inspired, "Do you like it up the ass?"

She nodded a rather vigorous yes. I'd only been experimenting with anal sex for a short period of time at that point, but I'd seen enough porn to know generally how it was done.

"Dude, let me get underneath her," I said to Ryan, "And you get behind her."

I made indications as to what I wanted to happen. I grabbed some pillows from the couch and lay down on the floor. Jolene came over and at my prompting, eased her greasy hole down on my well oiled pole. My nearly ten inches of dick slid in nice and easy and she was hot, wet and very moist. I loved the feel of my cock in the well lubricated chamber. After letting me thrust in and out experimentally a couple times, Ryan came up behind her and rubbed his hardening cock against her ass. I pulled her forward so that her rosebud was exposed to him and waited for him to do his thing, all the while I was gently thrusting rhythmically into her pussy.

Finally, Ryan sank his meat inch by tender inch into the tight crevasse of her ass. She settled back against him slightly, straddling the both of us. Ryan groaned with the feeling and I think this was probably the first time he had experienced this particular sensation of double penetration. I used one of my hands to massage her clit and her pussy lips as they contracted around my shaft. She bounced up and down, using her own momentum to impale herself on our poles.

"What a tight ass," Ryan growled.

I could feel the stiffening of his cock through the wall of her ass, and with his body gone rigid he pumped out another load.

"Oh, God, that was good," breathed Ryan, "Mother fucking son of a bitch, you are one hot fuck!" he told her.

There was a slight pause with just me getting my rocks off, but I wanted the double penetration to continue.

"Well if you dudes popped your cherry on pussy, you may as well pop it in her ass too," I said to Trevor and Jesse, "Why doesn't one of your bring your dick over here? Don't be fucking shy."

Jesse, hungrier for it than Trevor, and beyond the point of any more restraint, moved in to fill up the space Ryan had left in her gaping ass. She leaned forward to begin a long hearty kissing session with my mouth. Our tongues moving in time to the motion of my thrusting cock.

I felt up her luscious tits at the same time, enjoying her body thoroughly.

Jesse shuddered quickly and exploded inside her. I motioned to Trevor to come over too. He was a little unsure. In one of my completely homoerotic moments, which are few, but occasional, I instructed him in no uncertain terms to move his cock into her cunt with mine. I wanted to feel his hard dick rubbing against mine. Trevor positioned himself behind her and slowly brought his dick to bear. I suspected that he might be bisexual from the way he eyed my body, and don't know if he was more turned on by Jolene or the though of being insider her with me. My dick was twice the size of his or Jesse's, but tightly and patiently we maneuvered together for a couple minutes until we forced our way up inside her, the pussy walls adjusting slowly to accommodate my big dick and his smaller one. We pumped awkwardly until we established our rhythm together. She turned slightly so that she and Trevor could start their own make out session together. He was as inexperienced with that as he was with fucking, but he was a credibly fast learner. Soon though the stimulus was so much that soon Trevor loosed another load up her cunt. I stayed hard inside, feeling him thrusting against me as he spilled out the last of his cum, feeling the wetness of his cum coat my dick.

It turned my on and made me pump hard, banging intensely inside against her cunt walls with my still hard dick.

He soon pulled out and I could feel an impending orgasm coming on.

"I want to cum on your pretty face darlin," I told Jolene.

Sensing that it was time, she obligingly got off of me and I stood up in front of her vigorously stroking my dick to climax. In a few minutes I shuddered and then released. My juices sprayed her face, coating it in sticky and wet white fluid.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I heard a familiar voice say.

I looked up to see Carolee standing there, looking rather dumbstruck. I imagined we all looked right stupid. Ryan was lazily stroking his half-hard dick on the sofa, I was still stroking the last of my cum onto Jolene's face, and Trevor and Jesse managing to look like two stupid naked guys. Which wasn't hard.

The word dramatic came to mind.

"Shit," I said stupidly, wondering momentarily why guys caught with their pants down, literally in this case, usually never had anything clever to say.

Carolee got really red in the face.

"You fucking bitch slut," she said to Jolene, "I'm going to kick your ass."

"Calm down darlin," I told her, moving in her way to restrain her from taking it out on the woman I'd just fucked twice.

"Yeah, Carolee," said Ryan, looking very smug, "It's not like you didn't blow me after rehearsal last week."

Not it was my turn to feel stunned.

"What?" I asked turning to him.

"Chill dude," he told me levelly, "People in glass houses and everything, right?"

He made a very convincing point. Any anger I was feeling at that point vanished.

"And Carolee," he continued, "I know for a fact that you like to eat pussy like a fiend, so why don't you and Jolene give us a little show?"

Carolee looked for a minute like she was going to turn around and leave. But then when Jolene spread her legs a little she paused and decided otherwise.

Without hesitation Carolee began stripping off her clothing as she moved towards Jolene, taking off her blouse, bra and pulling down her jeans so that she was in nothing but silky black panties. Jolene looked nervous and there was a moment of hesitation, but Carolee was drawn in, as was I, to the full lips of her waiting fuck, so warm and inviting. 

Carolee took Jolene firmly by the chin and looked deeply into the other girl's eyes before lifting her face to her so that her questing tongue could enter the other girl's mouth, locking their lips together as their breathing became as one. Carolee was aggressive, like a man, her kiss dominant and insistent. Pushing Jolene down onto her back, Carolee positioned herself overtop of her.

Carolee's hand moved down to finger Jolene's hole, full of our cum. Jolene arched her back as Carolee found the spots that ignited her engine. Then teasingly her hand stroked up the curves of the other thigh, tracing from the knee to the place where the breast curved up from her chest, to run around the nipple. In moments Carolee's full pink lips had found their way down to the nipple, tongue teasing and torturing it.

Jolene seemed to be mouthing something, it might have been a moan of pleasure or the line from a song, but it encouraged Carolee to continue her explorations down Jolene's firm stomach, painfully slowly, until she reached the pussy lips, teasingly biting them with her teeth.

Then just as quickly she crawled back up so that she was face to face with the woman beneath her. Their breasts pushed together, relaxing for long moments in their mutual groping, enjoying the warmth and feel of each other's bodies.

Then they stared into each other's eyes, even closer now than before, their noses almost brushing together. This time Jolene took the initiative and pulled her head up to reach Carolee's mouth. Regaining the upper hand, Carolee came in slowly again, sliding her tongue between the other's lips, exploring the warm wet aperture of the other's mouth. The long tongue probed around in Jolene's mouth, seeking her tongue. They both opened their mouths and kissed deep, Carolee getting her tongue down as far she could, playing with that of the other woman. After a long heated session, Carolee finally broke the lock.

They were both hot and heavy.

Carolee got up slowly and Jolene moved her hands over the thighs and cheeks of Carolee's ass. Then Carolee pushed Jolene onto the floor, feeling up the explicit smoothness of the fine skin of the other woman's thighs.

Even I could see how wet Jolene was.

It was a beautiful wet pussy.

Jolene moaned as Carolee's fingers wandered over the little swelling of flesh near the hard and swollen lips. Carolee left the pussy for a while and concentrated her tongue lower near Jolene's two ass cheeks and thighs. Her long tongue lashed out as she started to lick and gorge herself the cheeks of the ass. She alternated licking and biting lightly, then sucking on the skin or moving her tongue to lap at the woman like a cat at a saucer of milk.

Then Jolene arched her back so she too could massage her ass and breasts with her hands in time to Carolee's ministrations.

Carolee continued kissing the other woman's inner thighs, working her way alternately inwards to the crack positioned before her face. When she had reached her destination she parted the luscious puckered lips.

She seemed to refrain from placing her tongue on them and instead forced the other woman to arch even further so that she could probe her ass with her tongue.

Carolee set to work in the space. Even though my angle was somewhat obscured, I could imagine the tight little rosebud sticking out.

My dick ached as I imagined it again.

Carolee continued to sniff and lick the opening. Then she opened her mouth and caressed the hole with her wet tongue, in long wet stokes. She pushed hard with her tongue against the opening but even though she had stretched the cheeks wide with her hands, she could not get her tongue past the taut sphincter. 

Perhaps a little disappointed at her failure, there were now no more games.

Carolee held the woman's silky thighs firmly and pushed her tongue in the wet lips of the other woman's pussy, with all her might, slow at first then harder and harder until she was fucking Jolene's cunt with her long tongue. The other woman appeared to cry out with joy and started pushing back down in rhythm. Her pussy clenching around the long and hot tongue. Carolee pulled out of it and licked up and down the entire outer surface of her pussy.

She then opened up the slit with her two forefingers and exposed the almost brilliant pinkness of pussy. Bright pink and thoroughly soaked in juices. Then Carolee went for the little clit. The other woman visibly moaned in ecstasy as Carolee went back to licking and sucking on it with her full lips.

The other woman appeared to cum, bucking against the bed as Carolee's tongue became too intense and then yelled out in orgasm. As she did Carolee stuck a finger deep in her pussy, probing around inside it.

She pulled the pretty face close to hers and looked deep into Jolene's eyes, kissing her softly on her nose. Jolene closed her eyes and they both kissed again, closed mouth at first and then both of them opened their mouths wide and played with each others tongues for another minute or so. When they reluctantly broke off they were both hot and horny again. Carolee squeezed Jolene's ass cheeks and kissed down her neck, inching closer and closer to the pert breasts.

Jolene brushed her fingers along Carolee's ample soft breast, lingering to run her fingers over the hardness of the erect nipple. Then she leaned in and they kissed each other again, Jolene pausing from time to time to lick a little at Carolee's lips, playfully seeking to invade. Carolee kissed her back, firmly, but then allowing her admission into the warm intensity of her mouth again. They locked lips passionately for another few minutes, lashing tongues, both of them getting hotter and hotter, until, reluctantly, Jolene broke off the exchange. 

Casually, Jolene stroked Carolee's thigh, from all the way up to her hipbone and back. Carolee's pleasured breath increased even though she appeared to try and relax. 

Jolene slowly raised her finger to Carolee's chin and turned her beautiful face to her so that she was looking into her eyes, all the while continuing to stroke her thigh gently. Then she moved from the outside to the inside, enjoying the warm inner side of the skin as it drifted up to Carolee's pussy.

Jolene's look was one of hunger. She moved slowly over to Carolee and pushed her backwards onto the floor until she was lying flat. Then Jolene moved back, her eyes lingering over Carolee. She quickly moved near Carolee's legs, and then moved to straddle Carolee, sitting on her lap. Her knees were around Carolee's thighs. Jolene reached out her hand and pushed the hair out of Carolee's face.

Carolee just held the other woman with her arms, feeling up her back. Leaning down onto Carolee, the other woman's breasts fell into Carolee's face and she allowed them to press against her taking them into her mouth to enjoy. Carolee leaned her head forward and kissed the magnificent cleavage before her. She did this gently, her soft lips presses lightly on the skin and gave Jolene a hint of her hot tongue. She kissed her way slowly around each breast and on to her neck, all while massaging her back with her hands. She left the hard nipples and breasts that were crying for attention and paid attention to every other part of her magnificent upper body, feeling it and stroking, kissing it. 




Glory Daze Ch. 09



Jolene wrapped her thighs closer and tighter around Carolee's hips and then began to ground her own hips down against Carolee.

Carolee kissed and bit lightly on her neck. Then she licked her way down from her neck, to her left breast, licking around the nipple, teasing it and then moved to the right one. The other woman's nipples were rock hard, but still Carolee resisted touching them until she was ready to. Jolene hung onto Carolee's arms, as Carolee came closer to her swollen nipples. 

Finally, Carolee gave in and set to work on her left nipple. She touched it playfully with the end of her tongue. Jolene was jolted slightly, the sensation shooting through her highly aroused body and she opened her mouth to moan loudly. She looked down at Carolee who was smiling back up at her. 

Carolee had the nipple in her mouth and she continued to suck on it. The other woman pressed herself closer to Carolee's mouth and cradled the beautiful head to be breast. Carolee licked on her nipple, sucking it and lashing it with her tongue. She removed her right hand from the other woman's back and massaged the other woman's right breast as she continued sucking. Then when she had enough, she changed sides, giving the right breast some attention with her lips and tongue. 

Carolee continued her breast sucking for a good five minutes while the other woman got hotter and hotter, grinding her hips down on Carolee. Carolee continued sucking and squeezed her ass cheeks and pulling Jolene even closer to her. She licked up her cleavage and up to her chin. Jolene kissed Carolee on the lips and then rose off her. Carolee watched, feeling her own hard nipples as Jolene slowly masturbated her own hot thighs.

Jolene came over and sat next to Carolee on the bed again, smiling at the other woman's sensual gaze. Carolee took Jolene's hand and placed it on her creamy thigh. Jolene stroked the thigh softly, staring into Carolee's face. 

Carolee kissed her lightly on the lips and then moved the other woman's hand up her thigh and onto her pussy, moaning as Carolee ran her hand through the silky hairs of her trimmed bush. Carolee let her head fall back as she let out a moan. She then took Jolene's hand from her pussy and licked and sucked on her fingers, then placed those wet fingers back onto her cunt lips. Jolene's fingers appeared to find the hard clit and rubbed it in a slow circular motion for a few minutes. Then Carolee arched her back in delight and opened her legs a little wider. Jolene kissed her neck and squeezed her breasts with her free hand. Then she went lower and felt the two pussy lips that were incredibly soft and moist and parted them with her fingers, playing with the raw flesh. 

She pressed her long middle finger between Carolee's wet lips. After a slight resistance, the finger slipped into the tight depths. Both of them moaned in unison. Carolee's muscles gripped at the finger as it began to slide in back and forth. Jolene put her finger in as far as it would go and Carolee thrust her hips forward onto the finger in ecstasy. 

Jolene withdrew and for her second round pushed two fingers inside the pussy hole. Carolee was so wet by this point that her fingers slipped easily inside, into the tight depths, and she twisted her fingers around a little, exploring the tight cunt, then thrusting her fingers in and out. She continued fingering Carolee for a few minutes, enjoying the wonderful body before her and then finally Carolee withdrew the other woman's dripping fingers and licked on her own juices. The other woman joined in and they both licked Carolee's cum off Jolene's hand, cleaning all of it off. As the sucked, Carolee's tongue caught onto the other's, licking around the sticky finger and engaged in yet another long, hot, deep kiss. Carolee sucked on Jolene's tongue in a frenzy. 

Jolene kissed her back, exchanging the saliva and pussy juice between them and savoring the other beauty's soft and full lips.

Carolee pushed the other woman off the bed and onto knees. Jolene kneeled between Carolee's wondrously creamy thighs and proceeded to lick the inside on them, working her way up to the delicate pussy. She buried her face in there and inhaled what I'm sure was a wonderful smell, reaching out her tongue to get at the hard clit with, brushing and then finally sucking on it with her lips. Then repeating the process over and over again. Carolee cried out and squeezed her breasts in her hand, head thrown back in ecstasy.

Jolene ate her like she I wanted to, her tongue slowing down and she rotating on the juicy clit in circles and then after about fifteen times, she sucked on it, beginning the process again. 

Jolene's tongue then stuck into the pink depths of the pussy itself. She put her fingers on the lips and pried them open wide. Her fingers were so saturated with body fluids the slipped from their hold at first. Patiently, she tried again and held them open, the pink and juicy aperture before her. Carolee stroked the back of the woman's head like I do when a woman is blowing my, and she pushed her firmly into her steamy sweet center. Jolene satiated herself on the cum hole, pushing her tongue in and fucking it.

Jolene let the pussy lips fall back and took the left between her soft lips, sucking on the flesh.

Then she pulled onto the juicy left pussy lip, stretching it back and then letting it go, then again repeating this with the right lip then again with the other lip. She reached back between her own legs and began to stroke herself at the same time. 

Then Jolene went back to Carolee clit and sucked on it hard. Someone had to be about to cum by this point; I know I was ready too.

Carolee clamped her thighs around the other woman's head and cried out -- she must have be having a mighty orgasm in the other woman's face, because she worked hard to receive the flood of juice in her mouth, but it started to dribble down her chin. She kept licking and sucking nonetheless.

Carolee was still rigid for a long minute in the throes of orgasm and then finally she began to calm down. The other woman kept licking her but began to slow down as Carolee relaxed on the bed after the end of the powerful orgasm. Then Jolene got to her feet, pussy juice dripping down her chin and lips, looking flushed and heated, her nipples poking stiffly out.

Jolene lay down softly next to Carolee, laying an arm over her protectively. Carolee moved to her to clean up her pussy juice from the other woman's face, licking at it with her tongue -- starting with her chin, which had the most, and finishing on the lips that were also covered. Carolee licked and kissed the other woman, then rolled on top off her so that Jolene beauty was pinned beneath her. Carolee's voluptuous breast and thighs bared down on the other woman, and she continued to kiss her deeply, still cleaning up all the juices off her face.

Jolene leaned in for another hot kiss and they both began to play with each other's tongues as they had before. Jolene caught Carolee's nipple and sucked on it hard, then Carolee did the same to her.

For the first time I was able to tear myself away from the sight before me as the passion of the encounter ebbed into a calmer arousal. My dick was at full mast, as was everyone's around me.

"Do we get a turn?" I asked.

Carolee spread her legs open for me and I moved near her, pausing to play with her pussy for a few minutes. I used my index finger to fuck in and out of her wet cunt. She made these little chirpy noises as I used my thumb to massage her clit.

Jesse decided to try eating out Jolene, his tongue exploring the unfamiliar territory. I could feel Carolee finally tighten around my finger fucking and felt the explosion of wetness. Ryan got up and left the room, finally coming back with a banana and he slowly peeled it. He then placed the bare fruit between Carolee's pussy lips, pushing it inside her twat. When it was in far enough, he took it out and fed it to Carolee, who slowly savored every mouthful.

Carolee bent over to suck on Jolene's tits, working them in her fingers. I couldn't believe my incredible luck in finding these two bisexual girls. Jolene reached out with another hand to stoke Trevor's iron hard cock, while Carolee moved her hand up and down on Ryan's. The tension was getting stronger and I feel like I couldn't withstand the throbbing pressure in my balls any longer.

I tore Carolee away from Jolene and Ryan and laid her face down on the floor, moving over her with predatory speed. She squealed in delight at my forcefulness. She always squealed in delight when I was about to fuck her. Jolene, however, took the upper hand with Jesse. Laying him on his back she guided his stiff prick to a position underneath her and slowly lowered herself down his length, moaning as she descended. Meanwhile, I moved my cock along Carolee's pussy teasing her as she had earlier teased me. 

"Tell me you want it bitch," I encouraged her, "Let me hear you beg for this big dick. I know how much you love it."

"Give me your hard cock," she said. "I love that fucking cock."

I forcefully slammed into her pussy, forcing my entire length into the wet snatch, feeling my balls slap against her ass. I pulled all the way out and slammed into her again. And again. Wanting, loving the feeling of that tight sheath enveloping my long hard cock. From where I was I looked over at Jesse, watching him pull Jolene up and down his shaft. Listening to her start to yell in ecstasy.

"Take it all!" he commanded her, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Meanwhile, Carolee called out, "More! Harder!"

My finger moved down to rub Carolee's asshole. I felt pretty lubed up and without much hesitation I slipped out of her sopping cunt and positioned myself at her back door, pushing in. I know she didn't like the idea of anal sex, but I was still half pissed that she gave Ryan a blowjob. I got about a quarter of my cock inside her and she screamed out in a mixture of pain and joy.

"Damn!" I said, "Your ass is so tight."

It was a virgin ass.

I worked myself back and forth, but I could only make it in about half way in before the pressure stopped me completely. I pulled out and move back to her cunt. Jesse had flipped Jolene on her back in the meantime and asked I asked him if he wanted to switch.

So we traded places.

Jolene's cunt was by this time looser than Carolee's, but my hard stick filled her void completely. I moved her legs up and over my shoulders so that I could get even closer. Her tits rolled around on her chest.

God, sex is the best feeling in the whole damn world.

I wanted to cum so bad, I could feel my balls tighten and my dick felt like it was going to break her pussy apart. Then I came like a rifle shooting into her again and again.

But Jesse for once was still going, pounding into Carolee's pussy.

"Flip her over man," Ryan requested. Jesse reluctantly obliged.

Jolene moved over to suck Trevor's cock for awhile, then planted herself firmly over his face, forcing him to eat her cum soaked pussy. Ryan had turned my attention on to Carolee's ass. He apparently wasn't one to miss an opportunity. His cock pressed at her entrance but it was still too tight, he moved her forward closer to Jesse's chest and watched Jesse's cock slide in and out her pussy. Then he pushed his cock near Jesse's and started stroking against him in earnest, fighting for room in that Carolee's tight wet hole. Jesse couldn't react with Carolee on top of him, so Ryan maneuvered until he could slip in. Jesse started to time his thrusts to match and ever so smoothly Ryan's cock took its place inside. At first they alternated in her pussy, each entering her one at a time, but soon they'd managed to stretch her enough to get both their cocks inside. Her juices coated their dicks and Ryan finally pulled out and went back to her ass.

He thrust two inches inside, then four. Pushed harder. Using his finger to collect more of her juices, he started using it to further coat his cock, moving in and out. He was almost there. He thrust harder, she screamed in agony. Then he was in, fighting the muscles of her ass with every stroke determined to have her all.

Jesse had gotten very excited when they both had filled her pussy, which I think ruined his very improved control. Jesse shuddered and came in her cunt, actually lifting her up with his final thrust so that Ryan's cock fell out of her ass on the last thrust. Eager to pick up the tempo he pushed it back in. Jesse's cock remained lodged in her pussy, because he couldn't pull out with Ryan hammering her ass and Carolee on top of him. Finally, Ryan pulled out and came on her bare ass.

Trevor finished up with Jolene, but it was obvious at that point that the girls were exhausted, nursing their aching pussies. Try as we might, all we got out of the girls was a few more blowjobs.

That incredible night carried me through what remained of rehearsals. Jolene became insatiable and totally addicted to my dick. She wanted to fuck me all the time, and it was hard to keep up. For the next four weeks she, Ryan and I would get together at his house on weekends to practice new and exciting sexual positions. Needless to say, that was the beginning of the end of my relationship with Carolee.

The truth was I'd gotten a little bored with her anyways. 

Ryan and I grew to be pretty good friends.

He really knew how to party, as it turns out so did Trevor and Jesse. Once guys establish a bond of that sort, sharing something like we did that evening, you grow close. In fact, later Ryan and I shared a couple intimate moments of our own and one with my other friends, Toby.

But that is a tale for another time.

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Copyright © 2006, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached.



Glory Daze Ch. 10



For John, without whose suggestion this story would never have been written. Another story in a series about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years.... 

Story Ten -- Everybody's Hero

That night, Toby was everybody's hero.

He was golden. Nobody could touch him. The ball kept sailing towards him with remarkable alacrity, thrown by the powerful arm of our quarterback. And each time he somehow managed to evade the defensive lines of the opposing team with an ease that bordered on miraculous. I swear I'd never seen anything like it. It was as if God himself had arranged the players on the field, all to contrive a clear path for Toby to charge down the field like a victorious general. He made touch down after blessed touch down. We had so many points on the board; we were unbeatable before the first half of the game was over.

Toby was literally carried off the field on our shoulders.

It was like I hadn't even been there. Ordinarily I was one of the stars on the field, but I may as well have just sat on the bench the whole game for all the use I'd been. I didn't mind though. I recognized it was Toby's time. And I was prouder of him that night than if he'd been my own brother.

He could have had anyone he wanted. It turned out though that the only person he wanted was me.

"Great game man," I said to him later in the locker room after we'd showered.

Usually I have plenty of opportunities to talk with Toby, but he remained a bit of a loner. Off the field you might take Toby for one of the grungy stoner types, with his tattoos and blue, spiked hair. He had a way about him that just didn't fit our home town. But on the field he was a competent player who earned the respect of the fans and his fellow players alike. Toby was widely admired. However, because of his reputation as something of a fag, or at least a bisexual, most of the guys gave him a lot of space. Not that anyone would have said anything to his face. Toby would have kicked the shit out of anybody who had the balls to cast any aspersions his way anyway. It's just that no one wanted to be considered guilty by association. Except me, of course. I didn't care one way or the other. Damn all if I couldn't hang around with whomever I wanted to. I liked Toby. He was a good friend. And I dared anyone to question my sexuality.

Everyone knew I'd deflowered half the girls in my grade.

I was one of the few people who knew for a fact Toby liked boys as well as girls. But it didn't make him a bad guy. And it didn't make me a bad guy if I'd sucked his cock one drunken night a month ago when we'd been banging chicks together in a hotel room. Or again a few weeks later at the apartment of Toby's friend, Brett.

Shit happens, as they say.

"It wasn't bad, man," he said, with a sense of satisfaction and pride thick in his voice, "Not bad at all."

He was standing at his locker next to me getting dressed. After he took off his towel he was as naked as a jay bird, and I don't mind saying that it was one of the few times in my life having a naked man next to me was an intensely erotic experience. Toby glowed with an internal light, and I bathed in the rays he cast off.

"Going out with Katie tonight?" he asked me with a touch of macho bravado, "Taking her out for a victory lap?"

As he said it he mimed a hip thrusting, fucking motion in the crudest possible manner. Ordinarily I would have laughed, and said something equally crude, but instead I just groaned.

"You haven't heard then?" I replied, with a pained tone, "She dumped my ass this morning."

The memory was still somewhat painful. Katie was one of the few women I'd ever actually tried to date, rather than merely have lots of casual sex with. We'd gone out for slightly less than a month, but I had known for most of that time that we were doomed to failure. I had too much of a roving eye, and Katie was too jealous to allow that to go on. Some women view men as a kind of repair project, and therein lay the principal attraction. She thought she could change me. But she was wrong. And I wasn't about to act like some pussy whipped asshole just to get some when she was in the mood.

Not me. No sir.

The only thing that really smarted about the way it went down was that Katie had dumped me before I'd dumped her. And she'd been real mean about it too. Fortunately, my reputation was too solidly cemented with most of the girls at school for that to be much of a worry. I might take a small hit with some of the younger girls, but I'd get through it.

I was just surprised Toby hadn't heard about it before now. Or maybe he had?

"No worries, man," he said, stepping into his tighty whities and pulling them up over his ass.

I couldn't help but watch, out of the corner of my eye, as he did so. And I thought, not for the first time, what an amazingly sculpted ass it was. He had a firm, hard body like my own, built from hours spent in the gym. His figure reminded me of one of those statutes you saw in museums of ancient Greek heroes carved from snowy white marble. Except that unlike that cold white stone, Toby's tanned body radiated an intoxicating outward warmth. I could feel his heat in the close proximity of our positions.

"I'm sure you'll find something to occupy your time at Jameson's," he continued, by now pulling up a pair of tight, ripped blue jeans.

"Not sure if I feel up for it," I said abruptly, surprising myself.

"Well," he said, "I'm not going. You can come over to my place and hang if you want."

It wasn't unusual for Toby to skip a party like Frank's. It was a little too crowded for him, and maybe a step or two upscale. Toby seemed to find enjoyment in the company of a much rougher, less popular crowd of people. And it wasn't unusual for him to find his women by trolling through the bars that he was too young to legitimately be found in.

"Oh, man," I said to him, "You know you're going to deprive your fans of their hero tonight."

"They'll get over it," he said matter of factly, and then clapping a hand on my shoulder, "I've got a buddy in need. That comes first."

"Thanks, man," I said, not wanting to let the mood get too serious, "I'm really touched. I think I might cry."

Toby broke into a huge smile and started laughing then. The mood was back to the kind of masculine camaraderie that you'd expect to find in a locker room.

"C'mon dude," he said finally, as we finished getting dressed, "There's a couple six packs at home with our names on them."

We snuck out of the school by a side door to avoid the rest of the guys who were heading off to Frank Jameson's place for the usual Friday night party, and I followed Toby in my truck back to his house. Despite his preferred choice of apparel, Toby's parents were not poor. His father was a doctor. And they lived in a very nice home on the edge of town not far from my own. I imagined they did lay awake at nights wondering how their son had turned out the way he had.

As we went inside the house, Toby was all swagger.

"My parents aren't home," he said, throwing off his jacket and heading for the fridge.

He grabbed a beer and tossed it over to me. Taking another for himself.

"Bottoms up," he intoned, as we both took a swig and settled in to the business at hand.

We were just a couple of dudes hanging out together in the typical uniform of our age group: jeans and t-shirts. There was a lot to occupy two football heroes who had decided to forgo the weekly party. There were video games that needed playing, movies that needed watching, weed that needed smoking, and the angst filled music of youth that needed listening to. But after that, sometime during the early hours of the morning, I came back to myself, from that brief descent into youthful indolence, to find that I was sitting together with Toby on his couch in his living room, with our respective choices of reading material arrayed on the coffee table before us. The remains of our evening's excess lay scattered around us, including beer bottles, a few half eaten bags of chips and an empty pizza container. Toby had picked up a comic book after putting down Sports Illustrated and I was looking through a copy of that month's Playboy.

The centerfold had the most amazing tits. I was genuinely trying to read the articles, but the weight of the day had limited my attention span and my eyes kept floating back to the pussy shots on the pages. I don't care if they were airbrushed, they were a thing of beauty, and, as my father often said, true beauty is a joy eternal.

It had given me a boner that I was absent mindedly rubbing through my jeans.

"She's hot," said Toby's deep voice from beside me, "Don't you think?"

"Yeah," I mumbled in response, feeling suddenly uncomfortable sitting next him.

A guy with whom I'd shared something very unexpected, and very confusing, several times before.

I put the magazine down and got up to hide my obvious masculine excitement, abruptly shy. I walked over to the wall of the living room, which was adorned with a variety of pictures showing Toby and his parents in scenes of familial togetherness. They were quite something. In most Toby was a young boy in poses such as standing holding a fish he'd caught with his father or playing at the beach. He was a tender, blond haired child. There was just a hint of the man that he would later become. The last picture I glanced at, which was obviously a school photo from junior high, showed a rather thoughtful young man of about twelve. The changes of adolescence had not yet taken hold, but there was the same handsome face and strong jaw that I knew was boring holes into my back even then from across the room. He had an incredible gentleness about him and I felt a wave of fraternal affection for Toby wash over me right then, although different than the affection I felt for my own brother, Peter.

For Toby I also felt something akin to desire.

I sensed, more than heard, Toby come up behind me. He had crossed the room as quietly as a panther on the prowl.

I was nervous and I needed to break the tension, so I asked him, "Cute kid. What the hell happened to you?"

"Dunno," he murmured very close to me, "Bad influences I guess."

Toby was not quite as tall as I was, but I felt his breath near my ear as he said it. I don't know what I expected, but I knew that if I turned around just then he would be right there in my face, waiting for me.

Unexpectedly however, disturbing my thoughts, he playfully grabbed me in a classic wrestling move, knocked my legs out from underneath me, and tried to pin me face down on the soft carpet, with himself over me in the top position. I was temporarily winded by the move as the breath had been knocked from my lungs when I hit the floor.

We were just a couple of guys horsing around.

"Dude," I asked him finally, my face near the floor, "Do you really want to mess with someone who was an all state wrestling finalist two years in a row?"

Toby just laughed his response, but he tried to hold me there all the same. He should have known that when it came to the wrestling mat, or in this case the floor, I was definitely the boss. He struggled vainly, but I had superior skills and strength. After a few minutes of rough housing, we came to rest there, with me on the top and him underneath looking serenely up at me.

He was totally pinned at my mercy. And I think he wanted it that way.

Toby had the eyes of an angel. A face that was beatific. His lashes were long enough for a supermodel. His lips were so tender I wanted to kiss them. 

In my own mind it was settled then. Having decided to take the chance, I relaxed and let myself sink in towards his waiting body for a kiss. I didn't know exactly what I was doing, but I knew it was something I'd been waiting for since we had been together in the locker room earlier that night. I wanted to lose myself in Toby. Before I knew it, there was nothing but the unification of our mouths and the mingling of our tongues.

We broke away for a second and he murmured, half groaning, "God, I want this."

I smiled at him then. I wanted it too. I really did.

"Just you wait," I said in response.

Getting up on my knees for a moment, I pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, revealing my broad, muscled chest and torso to Toby. When I had flung the shirt across the room, I knelt there over him, and he raised himself up on his elbows to fully take in the view. With a lascivious, but satisfied grin as crooked as ever they come, he ran the fingers of one hand across my chest, tracing the outline of my muscles. It was the lightest touch imaginable, but it burned me like a fire.

I needed him completely at that moment, beyond any doubt.

I leaned down to kiss him again, and his lips answered mine back. He was hungry and I could feel it call to my own unsatisfied hunger. Before I could go further, he grabbed my wrist firmly and broke our kiss.

"Stop, Marc," he said softly, yet firmly.

I rested my forehead on his momentarily, but our lips had parted from each other. I was reluctant to move away from him, but I gently pulled back.

He got up into a sitting position and peeled off his own t-shirt. It was a gesture that matched my earlier one. But this time I got to drink in the firm outlines of his body, taut and rippling with muscle and youthful vigor. My eyes lingered momentarily on the dragon that wrapped around his left, upper arm.

I needed to close my eyes for a second, to concentrate on calming down and controlling my impulses. Timing as they say is everything, and tonight I wanted to take my time. When I opened my eyes again, Toby was looking back at me quizzically.

"There are so many things that I want to do to you, Toby," I told him trying to explain, "And with you."

He answered me with that crooked smile again and his expression softened. My throat was dry, but I wet my lips in anticipation. Nervous in a way I'd never been before, not even when I'd lost my virginity to a woman. I leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. With sure, swift fingers he undid my jeans as I kissed him again and he freed my cock from my boxers. I felt the chill of the air on my throbbing meat. But Toby wasted no time, so eager was he to get it out. I could feel the softness of the skin of his hand as he enticed my dick with his fingers; his firm, skilled fist began to slowly stroke me to an impending orgasm.

He now lay again beneath me and I pulled his knee up against my leg, sliding my hand up the back of his upper thigh as far I could. He immediately rocked his hips to meet my fingertips as they grazed along the crease where his leg became his ass, and groaned into my lips, as I found a particularly sensitive spot.

He increased the pace and pressure of his hand on my cock, forcing me to return his groan with a groan of my own. It became impossible for me to keep myself from matching the rhythm of his strokes with my own thrusts. I felt a tingling spread from my balls outward, down the insides of my thighs and up into my abs.

We lay like that for a very long time, Toby bringing me near orgasm time and again as he kept the wave breaking before it reached the shore.

"I want you to take me," he said finally as he nuzzled my ear.

I got up off him for a minute, standing up. And he stood up too. I drank in his muscled body, broad shoulders and narrow waist. His jeans still hung against his hips, sagging and baggy. I could see the outline of his cock tent the denim. But I didn't wait. I let mine fall to the floor, followed by my boxers. He moved achingly away from me and led me upstairs to his parent's broad king size bed, with my stiff cock pointing at him like a compass. I followed the muscles of his upper back with my eyes, and they bunched as he moved, directing my gaze down to his still covered ass, which was firm, tight and round. We didn't wait to hit the bed. I came up behind Toby and he leaned back against me as my lips descended to his flesh. They opened and closed against the crook of his neck.

His head tilted, letting me continue sucking and nibbling at his shoulder, my hand moved around to his chest, pulling his body tight against mine. My cock pressed up against his jean covered ass. But I wanted to get closer. Still nuzzling him, I reached around and undid his jeans, pushing them down as I did so. The thin white cotton fabric was all that separated us and Toby pulled that down for me, eager in his haste to let me have my way.

My cock was now wedged in the crack between his firm, round ass cheeks. I could feel the muscles bunch as he anticipated my moves and I knew my cock had found a home. I was nestled there. He reached back and held my hips, while grinding his ass against me. We groaned together, finally being able to feel skin against skin, having waited a long time. I found his nipple with a hand and teased it, squeezing and pinching until it was as hard, like his dick. I licked behind his ear, nibbled on his ear lobe.

"Lie down," I whispered.

He stepped out of his jeans and the underwear that lay in a pile around his ankles. He smiled at me and turned around, facing me, before his ass made contact with the bed. His cock stuck up above him and I climbed onto the bed over him, still dominate, my legs fitting nicely between his. I leaned over him on one arm as I ran a free hand over his chest in a lazily motion. He leaned into me and just as quick our tongues where merging together in each other's mouths as our cocks rubbed against each other below. My slick precum was erupting out of the end of my prick and mixing with his. Behind my back I could feel his hand, his fingers running up and down my shoulder blades, massaging the muscle and pulling me gently in towards him. 

"Fuck!" he said to me, "You feel so good, Marc."

I slid lower on the bed, finally having the chance to spend time with his chest. My tongue traveled slowly from his neck. His scent was deeply masculine and intoxicating. I licked across the muscle to his nipple, feeling it harden against my tongue. I bit down on him as I would a woman, going from nipple to nipple, back and forth, letting neither soften. He arched against me in pleasure, writhing under my weight.

But I needed to kiss him again.

I caught a look of lust and excitement in his eyes. And I pressed my lips tightly against his. Toby opened his mouth as my tongue slid in, his tongue stabbing against mine. We played back and forth, letting the other take over for a time, but for only seconds, neither of us willing to let the other have complete control. Then I soon found Toby's tongue wandering over my chest while I slid up his body, taking his fingers into my mouth. Switching from one to another, I sucked and licked until they were all wet. I groaned as his teeth sunk down onto my nipple. In reply, my body arched, pushing hard against him.

Before I realized what he was doing, Toby was on top of me. He pinned me beneath him, his gaze still locked onto mine.

"My turn," he murmured aggressively.

I was very excited. I arched beneath him, panting in anticipation. He bent his knees so that he knelt above me and worked all the way down my body with his tongue. I'd never had any woman do that to me before. He didn't linger for long in any one particular spot, and avoided my engorged dick altogether, instead spending time licking and sucking the skin of my inner thighs. I wanted him to suck me, but I didn't want to rush him either.

He took hold of my hips and rolled me over onto my stomach, then crawled up my body to position himself over me. He took time exploring all the bumps and groves of my back, starting with my shoulders and the nape of my neck. Testing the waters, he settled his hips against mine, letting his dick rest snuggly into my crack.

I was nervous and excited at the same time and I wasn't sure what I would do if Toby decided to take that part of me just then. I don't think I could have made him stop. I'm not sure if I would have wanted him to.




Glory Daze Ch. 10



Holding very still, he whispered into my ear, perhaps misreading my sudden tension, "Take it easy, Marc, I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

He slid down my body enough that his cock dangled between my legs and continued exploring my back, searching for more sensitive areas. I relaxed and began enjoying the pleasure he was giving me.

I panted loudly as he sucked on my back near my ass, grinding my cock into the mattress as I clutched his parent's headboard. Moving further down, Toby's tongue traced the length of the underside of my left ass cheek. Then moving back and forth between them, he occasionally worked his tongue between my legs and into a very sensitive area near the bottom of my ass crack, while gliding his sure fingers along the break between the cheeks.

I'd never experienced anything like this before. I wanted something, but unsure of what, I got on my hands and knees on the mattress and spread my legs for balance.

"Please stop teasing me," I begged him.

He had no such intention. He spread my ass cheeks with both of his hands, dipping his tongue back between my legs and running it along my crack from the bottom to the top, pausing only to pay special attention to my asshole before completing his trip. I grunted my pleasure, and thrust my dick in the empty air. I was being fucked. I'd never been fucked before. I was the one who did the fucking. It was a strange and amazing feeling. But then he started to suck my asshole. Holy shit, I was groaning like an engine. Purring like a kitten. I was totally thrashing under his overpowering attentions. He probed my sphincter to test my tightness and resistance.

I was involuntarily resisting him because he couldn't make his tongue stiff enough to get past the incredibly tight outer ring of the muscle in my asshole. This was a new experience for me and I wasn't sure how to relax further. Straightening up, he pushed on my hips, rolling me onto my side and then to my back. I looked at Toby questioningly as he moved between my legs. Leaning over me, bracing himself to either side of my shoulders, he tested me again. Then he moved up over me slowly, giving me a chance to pull away, but even though he'd been rimming me only a moment ago, I reached up and pulled him down to me, kissing him hard and eagerly as he sought entrance to my mouth.

I clutched his hips and pulled them down while rocking mine. I had him lying on top of me, cradling his hips between us as we ground against each other's bodies. Abs on abs and our aching cocks rubbing together. I almost lost myself in how perfectly we were moving together. Soon, he slid lower and rubbed his shaft just under my balls. 

But he kept moving down my body. He placed kisses down the length of my torso until he settled his chest between my legs, propping himself up with his arm next to my thigh. He kissed and licked along the groove between my hip and leg, and coated two of his fingers from pool of our precum around my cock.

He then started licking and sucking along the underside of my shaft which produced the desired effect. I rocked my hips up, sank my hands into his hair and gripped his head, pushing it down. I was pulling on his hair, trying to force him to take me into his mouth, so desperate to cum. Toby resisted as he slid slick fingers into my crack and found my asshole.

"Oh, fuck!" I groaned, "Oh, God...Fuck, man."

Toby began deep throating my shaft as he pushed his index finger past the resistance of my tight hole. It was easy enough to distract me; all he had to do was run his tongue over the mushroom head of my nearly ten inch dick while he loosened me up for a second finger. I grew accustomed to this invasion, this new sensation, and relaxed around his finger faster than I'd expected. The pain quickly turned to pleasure. By the time he slipped his middle finger in next to his index finger, I was thrusting my ass up, wanting more.

Using his free hand to untangle my fingers from his blue hair, he lifted his head and raised himself a little higher on his arm. I just made a series of unintelligible grunts as he worked his fingertips over my prostate in a circular motion. My hips bucked against his hand, my neck and chest arched up from the bed while my legs spread further apart and I gripped the headboard with my right hand. My eyes were open, but they had glazed over completely.

Then it was upon me faster than even I'd thought possible. A blast of thick, white cum like cannon fire shot out the end of my dick, without either his hand or mine touching it, to land at the top of my six-pack. Holy fuck, I thought, a long, loud groan escaping my lips. My hips continued to buck into the empty air as I shot stream after stream onto my abs.

Then just as suddenly, overcome, I collapsed fully back up the bed, limply. I lay there chest heaving, my body trembling and jerking. He moved up next to me, lying on his side and propped his head on his palm while watching me slowly recover.

When I stopped shaking and could breathe again, I saw Toby alongside me, grinning. I know I had a silly grin on my face, having just come down from a very intense orgasm.

"That was fucking incredible!" I told him, meaning every word.

I rubbed some cum absent-mindedly over my chest before wiping it off with a tissue. I reached around behind him, pulling him to me, and giving him the best kiss I knew how to give. Toby's thick, hard dick, while not in league with my own, nevertheless lay pressing against my leg, and I knew it was only fair for me to get him off. But how best to do it? Pressing a hand against his chest, I pushed him back, and moved on top of him, my ass resting on his thighs. Running my hands down his chest from his neck, I watched his cock jerk and leak.

Sucking on his nipples, I let a hand wander over his abs and around his dick. I squeezed it and stroked him back and forth, feeling his length and girth. Our bodies rubbed together as I sucked and licked down the center of his chest. Taking small nibbles on the skin just below his ribs, his body jerked and I realized he must be ticklish. 

"I want to get you off," I told him.

My teeth tugged playfully on the sides of his thighs causing him to wiggle and allowing me to slide a hand under him to cup his muscular ass. Feeling the hair along the crack, my fingers probed deeper. His cock jerked when the rough flat of my tongue raked over the soft head, taking with it all the precum that he had been leaking. I felt the moist heat of his ass and my cock began hardening again, wanting to sink into him. His fingers ran through my hair, encouraging me to take in more.

My lips wrapped tightly around him, slowly sucking him in. He was close to cumming, and I knew I could finish him off, but I wanted to explore more. I really wanted to fuck him, and I could imagine how hot and sweet his ass would feel, but I wasn't sure how he'd feel about it.

I rolled him over onto his stomach. I lay my body over his, my hard cock nestled between his ass cheeks. The muscles beneath his neck and upper shoulders tightened, responding to my mouth. When my teeth sank in, he moaned and squirmed underneath me, wiggling his sexy ass against my cock.

I slipped a hand under him, pinching a nipple and rolling it in my fingers. Licking and caressing his body with my hands, I made my way lower; eventually my mouth reached his rounded ass muscles. As I sucked and nibbled on his ass, my hand reached between his legs, fondling his balls. They felt so hard I thought if I squeezed them, he would cum. I took a moment to admire him, the beautiful form of his body. His shoulders broad and the way his back tapered down to his ass, covered with the lightest dusting of hair.

Pulling up on his hips, I continued to lick while I spread his cheeks wide, giving me a perfect view of his hole. I breathed it in, taking in his scent. I pressed my face there, my tongue moving across his skin. He squirmed and groaned. I ran my hands over his ass, caressingly while keeping his cheeks spread wide open. Then took his cock in my hand and began jerking him off. Soon his dick was fucking my hand as my tongue was fucking his hole. 

When I thought Toby was close to cumming I made my move. I tugged his dick backwards until my mouth could suck him, while at the same time pushing a finger into his hot hole. His ass pushed back on my fingers, which in turn slid his cock deeper into my mouth. He grunted and began shooting his creamy load. I continued rubbing the tight walls of his ass and sucking his cum until he had no more left in him. Swallowing the last of it, I lay beside Toby, softly kissing the back of his neck as we relaxed.

He draped a leg over both of mine, letting his palm glide up my sweaty chest to cup my face. I leaned down and brushed my lips over his. I kissed him lightly, a tender expression of the warmth I felt for him.

"You are so fucking hot, Marc," he told me then, pulling back slightly to look into my eyes.

"You too," I responded sincerely.

He teased me by ruffling my hair with his hand; I had to laugh as he settled his head on my shoulder. What I wanted to do now was relax and enjoy the afterglow. I lazily played with the sparse patch of hair growing on his pecs. I let my eyes close as my thoughts wandered. 

I woke so slowly that it took several minutes for me even to realize that I'd fallen asleep.

I heard the spray of the shower running in Toby's parent's master bathroom, and realized somewhat stupidly that Toby must be taking a shower. Then it hit me again who it was, why I was here, and what had just happened. A stupid grin spread across my face. Stretching mightily, I rubbed my eyes and looked at the alarm clock. It was a little after four o'clock in the morning, which meant that I hadn't slept too long.

The shower turned off and after a few moments Toby came back into the bedroom. He wore a towel around his waist.

"Hey," I said as he came into the room.

He smiled at me in surprise, not expecting me to be awake. I noticed his dick was soon managing to make a tent against the heavy fabric of the towel. Even from so far away I wanted nothing more that to rip the towel off him, and suck his cock until he couldn't stand anymore. I had a primal need at that particular moment and I shot up out of the bed with an athletic grace. Toby didn't even try to resist me. I pushed him against the wall, my hands roughly stroked through his hair, my mouth seeking his lips. His wet tongue finding mine. My body blossomed heat. I bucked against him, trying to feel his entire delicious body pressed to mine.

I wanted him naked.

The towel had to go. And so it did, falling away between us.

Toby started to laugh against my mouth. His rocking hips shook against mine, the lump of his boner provided friction to my straining cock. His hands, still damp from the shower, found their way around my back to dig into the muscles there. Toby gave me a big kiss. I loved the way his soft lips manipulated my skin, sending shockwaves to my hard dick.

Moving in unison, we prodded each other back toward the bed. Not realizing where I was going, the back of my legs met with the mattress and I fell backward onto the bed. Toby was quickly on top of me. His impatient tongue traced my chest, around my pecs, my armpits, orbiting each chiseled muscle on my abdomen. I was on fire. My skin burned and shivered, tingling as my muscles contracted beneath his marvelous tongue. 

Toby worked his way back up my chest, fingers reaching before him like a climber on a wall.

I couldn't help but cry out, "Shit, dude. That feels so good. Oh, Toby. Shit, fuck, damn."

His teeth felt great, just pinching, drawing my skin into his mouth and getting it warm and wet. He prodded and poked me with his hot tongue then licked onwards. It just felt so fucking amazing. But finally he worked himself up to my face.

"The best is yet to come," he whispered in my ear, before sucking on my ear.

He thumbed my nipples causing them to stiffen and burn. Jolts of pleasure shot over my skin in a wave of heat. My cock burned and swelled, stretching even more to its full length, almost ten inches; I had fucking porn star action going on. And there was so much passion as his lips nuzzled my neck. My groans were muffled against his hair. My dick trembled and I tried to rub my burning rod against his. It wasn't nearly enough. I lost control. I couldn't help it. I pulled Toby to me, loving how hot his flesh felt in my fist. We kissed hard and fast, sweaty muscles slipping against each other, creating a temperature that seemed destined for our cocks. His head tilted away from my mouth, groaning for me to fuck him.

He kissed me hard, our mouths open. Our hot tongues played and tasted each other. I was breathing hard and staring at his hot body. Those long, thick arms, broad chest and his finely muscled abs were driving me crazy. His blue dyed hair was luminous under the soft light of the lamp; his cock and his balls lay large and heavy between his legs. It pulsed, raw, curving up in front of him, a thick vein feeding it.

I reached over to the bedside chest of drawers and took some of his parent's lube that was lying on there. Then I pushed Toby back onto the bed, and then climbed astride him. In the back of his throat, deeply, he began to make a strange, purring noise of pleasure. Behind me I fest the fingers of his hand trace the curves of my ass as I groaned my pleasured response, enjoying the sensation. But all too soon we were positioned so that my cock and balls were flat on his chest.

"Fuck man," I whispered overcome.

"I know," he responded softly, "This is so fucking hot, me and you...."

As he leaned forward, my long dick was positioned dangerously close to his lips and he brushed them against my knob, eagerly opening his mouth after a moment to receive the feast, treating my meat as lovingly as a last supper. I caressed his hair softly, lovingly. Was I selfish? Was he? What was going on anyway? At that moment all thoughts of pussy fled my mind and I allowed his tongue to lick the surface of my engorged dick, watching him intently all the while, the way his head tilted up, and his eyes settled their gaze on mine, gleaming. Knowingly. His tongue worked between my muscular thighs; my balls rubbing against the stubble on his chin.

When he sucked me off for a bit, I lay against him as sweat ran from our bodies. The bed began to squeal as we rubbed our glistening bodies against each other. We groaned, swearing and calling out for more. My knee went between Toby's thighs which forced apart his legs, and I pushed my hand into the gap it created, sweaty fingers finding their way behind his balls to stroke lightly across his asshole. I teased the hot skin with a bead of sweat that had dribbled between his clenched cheeks. He jerked involuntarily against me, pressing his hard, wet dick into the knotted muscles of my stomach. I reached between us with my left hand and grasped him tightly until he begged for freedom.

My own body was on fire.

I rubbed my massive cock against Toby's side, engorged beyond reason, demanding attention, even though Toby's mouth had temporarily sated it before. It's just that I hadn't yet cum inside him. Everywhere we touched burned and we were sweating as if we had a fever. I maintained my grip around his long shaft as I licked a line over and between his nipples. I stopped to tease each hard point with my teeth before giving them a light suck. Toby moaned like a woman when I did that. I would have liked to spend more time, but I was too frantic with thoughts of cock to bother.

I grinned at him. This was so strange. I was scared about what we were doing, about where this was taking us. About these feelings.

But whatever it was, there was too much going on. Too much to turn back now. There was going to be a heartache tonight one way or another. I finally decided to use the lubricant on my hand.

My lubed fingers carefully orbited his asshole, making sure that everything was as moistened as possible. I didn't want to hurt him. He was expecting something great and I wanted this to be the best damn fuck he ever had. I put some of the cold liquid on his hole as well. I pushed the tip of my finger into his tight, hot hole to make sure he was well lubed. I pulled out, re-coated my finger and pressed further in. His sphincter was like a hard knot around my finger. I thrust it in and out, then in and out again, trying to loosen his opening. He felt me there. I continued impaling his hot asshole, now with two, then with three fingers. He thrust his dick in the air, writhing on the bed, moaning more and more. 

"Oh, shit man," he begged groaning, "Fuck me. What are you waiting for? Fuck me."

I looked down at my huge dick. The anticipation had me swollen to maximum length and thickness and I knew I'd be a lot for him to handle. I was a lot for anyone to handle. Precum leaked down my shaft and onto the sheets below. I though I might explode right then. But I used the lube anyway and prepared myself. We kissed and held each other for a brief few tender seconds before I pushed Toby back onto the bed.

Then I picked up his sweaty legs and looped them over my arms so that his knees hooked over my elbows. His asshole was totally exposed to my cock. I saw that he had closed his eyes, waiting for me.

I thrust really hard, but hardly moved at all. He was so fucking tight. I was afraid I was stretching him so far I might seriously hurt him. I slipped back almost all the way out, so that his muscle was stretched less. I tried to thrust back in. I met the same barrier about three inches inside.

"Push harder," he said between gritted teeth, obviously in some pain.

I thrust in and out, desperately trying to loosen him up, never feeling an ass this tight before. But it wasn't working and I finally pulled out telling him so.

Toby was frustrated, sitting up, and pulling me roughly against him. He kissed savagely down my neck. He grazed along my jaw and cheeks. When his lips finally got to my mouth, they pushed brutally against mine. I groaned into his mouth and raised my face to the ceiling as he sucked my lower lip.

"You have to fuck me," he said desperately, "You just have to. I want this so bad."

Toby put more lube on his hands and massaged my boner until it was shining like the top of the Chrysler Building.

Suspecting that another position might help, I suggested that Toby climb astride me, and he readily agreed.

I lay down on the edge of the bed, and Toby climbed astride my legs and lowered his ass until he just brushed the top of my cock. He stabilized himself with one sweaty hand on my left shoulder. His eyes focused on mine, a grin on his face. I ran my hands down his back, tracing the bulges of his muscles, though I applied no downward pressure to his body, just resting my hands lightly on his hips.

This time his tight hole spread open far more easily than last time. Suddenly, Toby just dropped down on me, as if he could no longer support himself in that position. It drove my shaft deep into him. He cried out and gasped. I enjoyed the tight, warm sheath suddenly covering my dick.

"Shit," I swore.

I drew my hands up his back, rubbing him, trying to help him relax. I kissed him slowly, and then fast, trying to let him know how this felt. I reached down to his neglected cock, burning hot against me. His shaft had precum all over it. I took some and used it to jerk him steadily. Toby lifted himself up, nearly completely off my cock, and slammed himself down again. He gasped as he did it again. Suddenly, though still incredibly tight, it became easier for me to fuck him. He felt slippery and hot. I rocked my thighs upwards as he shot down my pole. My fingers were between his cheeks, both pulling him open and helping to control our thrusting. He started to thrust forwards a little.




Glory Daze Ch. 10



"Oh, darlin," I moaned and slapped his ass.

He responded by ramming himself down as my cock rose to meet him. As he drew off me, I bucked my chest forwards to brush his. He grabbed the hollow behind my neck and pulled my face to his. We kissed and I pounded his ass, for how long I don't know. I don't think we stopped to think. We both went insane, grunting and talking dirty, and sharing sweat. After a bit, I rolled Toby over, still deep in his hot asshole, and lay on top of him on the bed. His muscled body was heavy in my arms. His legs automatically gripped my hips, holding me tightly inside him. Finally, our hips were pressed completely against each other. I was also free to ram him as hard as I wanted.

I drove in faster, knowing that my thick cock was stretching his narrow hole open. It provoked me to fuck him harder and harder, drawing grunts from his mouth. I wanted him to never again to as tight. My cock literally battered him like a ram.

Toby gave me no warning he was about to cum. He didn't shake or cry out in preparation, perhaps he didn't even realize. When he did cry out, he had already beginning to shoot his load. I felt him spasm around my cock, his hot ass muscle clamping hard on my significant girth. His cock jumped between us, thick, white cum shooting mainly on our chests.

My already tight balls couldn't take it anymore. I felt the need rush through my body, channeled to my dick. In the first release my balls sort of clenched hard causing cum to spurt from my shuddering cock. The spasms rocked me. I cried out, my toes curling at the same time. I felt his ass vibrate around me. Hot cum shot deep inside him. Still, my cock spasmed again, forcing cum down around my length. I trembled, and started to grunt, but Toby grabbed my head and forced our lips together. I gasped in and out of his mouth. My eyes clouded over momentarily with the intensity of my release. Suddenly, my muscles lost all power. I went limp, fastened to Toby by the cum on our chests and my softening cock.

I lay against him for what seemed like hours before I removed my softened shaft from his hole. A trickle of cum followed after me. Toby slumped against me, sweaty, and seemed unable to move.

"Fuck!" said Toby suddenly, "You've cum too soon."

I laughed against him. That was not something I'd been accused of doing too often.

"If you were fucking a hole that tight, you would've too," I responded, grabbed his hair, and forcing his lips to meet mine.

"Just you wait," he whispered, pulling away, and smiled devilishly.

I didn't necessarily want to let him have the last word on the subject, but I thought that actions spoke louder than words, so I got up and went to the shower. I turned it on, stepping into the warming spray. Toby was close behind. His body so close to mine that it pushed me all the way under the shower spray. The steam was rising, making the lights look hazy. I looked down. We were both now rock hard. Toby wrapped his arms behind my back, enveloping me in a hot, wet hug. There was no friction at all between our bodies. I loved how I could feel his muscles tense and release beneath the skin, as I'm sure he was feeling mine do. Our cocks touched, slippery and hot, pressed in against our abs. He groaned.

We pressed firmly against each other, bodies straining hard, lips, tongues, teeth, everything. Getting as close as possible to each other's flesh. I slammed Toby against one of the walls and grabbed his thick cock, stroking as hard as I could. I could hear his breathing hiss in and out in shallow breaths. His head rolled backwards, eyes to the ceiling, and then dropped to lean against my right shoulder. His mouth pulled hard on the flesh above my shoulder. He bit down a little, then harder, still sucking the skin in his mouth. It was enough to make me release his shaft, as I fought the waves of pleasure rippling through me.

I bent my head and sucked his nipple into my mouth. My hands stroked his cock a little more gently, mimicking the way he was treating my own dick. I got a bit of a shock when I looked down. I kept rubbing his head between my thumb and forefinger, the other hand around his base. He was so wet and hot. I fiddled with his foreskin, stretching it out and pulling it back. My fingertips manipulated the underside of his cock.

We were both groaning by then. The water supplied a steady hot stream rippling onto our bodies, bouncing and dripping off onto other parts. The water smoothed our skin and lubricated our bodies. It made me completely hot all over. I went back to Toby's chest, which took some of my attention away from his cock.

But not for long.

Soon I was down on my knees, avoiding his cock and probing his crack with my tongue. He tasted like musk and cum. From the way he was standing, even though his legs were quite far apart, I couldn't get my mouth to his hole. The fingers of my left hand could, however. I allowed my wet fingertips to massage the rim of his tight hole, while my tongue retreated to his balls. I sucked his sac a little. At the same time, I could feel myself growing hotter and harder. My cock burned against my wet abs. I was so caught up in what I was doing. Still, I did feel his hands on my head, pulling my hair and directing my hand and mouth to his dripping, sizzling cock.

I pulled back after a few attempts and mouthed down each side of his cock, plucking him hard with my lips. The hot water ensured that he was always warm and wet.

"Oh, man!" he groaned, "Suck my cock, Marc."

My mouth slurped over the tip of his head. I sucked a little of him in, then bobbed back, each time taking a little more. He was thick. My tongue pressed his shaft hard against the roof of my mouth in rhythmic waves. I sucked in, swallowed some more. His head was completely slippery. My moans caused his cock to vibrate in my mouth. I can only imagine how good that felt.

I loved his hot, huge cock, and the noises of appreciation he made as he fucked my face, faster and faster. His balls slapped against my chin, his shaft burnt friction against my lips. At the same time, I forced two wet fingers into his tight asshole, fucking him back in an erratic motion.

We didn't keep it up long. I didn't want Toby to cum before he'd fucked my ass. It was something I needed to experience.

I finally withdrew him from my mouth.

"You gotta fuck me, man," I said deeply passionate.

I didn't think that I would really be able to do it, or that the thought of it would really turn me on like this. God, I was wrong.

Toby's reply was something feral. He drew me from my knees and rammed me against the wall, thrusting at me with his hips, so our boners battered against each other. All I could do was moan into his mouth.

He left me breathing heavy for a minute as he stepped out of the shower. I slumped against the wall; my slick hair dripping water into my eyes. The sight of his body was slightly obscured as I blinked the water away. Still, what I did saw was just as arousing as the clear view I'd had earlier. His blue hair, wet with water, lay against his scalp. His shoulders and back muscles flexed powerfully beneath his tanned skin, and his muscular ass, rounded and clenched as he moved. Then he leant over to pull something from the floor and I saw his balls bob between his legs. His cheeks parted, exposing the hole I recently fucked. I still couldn't believe that my thick fucking rod had fit so snuggly in there. He returned carrying the bottle of lube in his hand. He opened the bottle and squirted some on his red bulging cock and balls.

He turned me around and did my ass as well. His fingers were fantastic, not too light, nor hard enough to be painful, just enough to penetrate. At the same time, I felt his cock pressing against me.

"Oh, man!" I groaned with desire, "Fuck me, please!"

I felt his lubricated palms pressed into my ass muscles, swirling up my back and then down again so that his fingertips flicked over the sensitive place between my balls and asshole. He allowed one hand to linger between my legs, lightly brushing the smooth skin of my balls. The other hand reached for more lubricant.

I groaned. One of his fingers had slipped between my cheeks, guiding more of the lubricant down to my sensitive hole. He used one hand to hold my cheeks apart while he squirted more lubricant directly over my tight hole. Then I heard the bottle dropping to the floor. His fingertip pressed into me. The tip of my prick slid against the shower wall. His finger continued to thrust into my hot, tight hole. Everything he touched filled me with an insane kind of pleasure, and I couldn't control the movement my body made in response. I pushed back slightly, forcing his second knuckle inside me.

"Oh, God!" I murmured, "Please fuck me hard...."

Toby impaled me with a second finger, circling the two inside my hole. I writhed and moaned like a bitch in heat. His other hand pulled my hips back, so that I was supporting myself on my arms and my hips and back were angled. I felt a sense of loss as my cock left the wall. Suddenly I felt this huge, hot thing, stretching my hole. Jolts of pain shot through my body. My body tensed, face creased, lips bitten so I would not scream. Toby thrust further into me and the pain just increased. A high pitched moan escaped from my mouth. In that moment I felt incredible sympathy for every girl I'd ever fucked up the ass. This was like some kind of torture.

I felt Toby's fingertips brush across my chest; the other hand stroked my cock. I moaned as pleasure started to mingle with pain. I must be relaxing a little. But then I experienced sudden pain as his thick head slid past my tight exit. He was stretching me wide around his shaft as he slipped inside.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned in my ear.

Sounds like something I would have said, I thought, half laughing through the pain. I rolled my head back, so that I could almost see his face behind me in the corner of my eye. The change of position caused the water to run past my shoulder and down to my cock. It took time, but I began to relax.

He thrust in and out to loosen me a little more. His hand continued to play my cock, shooting waves of pleasure through my body, until I was shaking back against his chest, pulling myself up almost straight then moving down again. Slowly, I began to realize that most of the pain had passed. I could feel his hot, thick head and shaft moving easily inside me.

"Nearly there," he whispered to me.

His pace increased. I started to move against him, thrusting down as he pressed up, forcing more of him into me. The friction of his throbbing cock rubbing against every sensitive place in my tight hole made me moan. My own cock was neglected now that Toby's hands had moved to my hips. I didn't need his touch there anymore; the pressure of his burning cock inside me was enough to keep me unbelievably aroused.

"Harder," I grunted.

I pushed my ass down to impale myself further as Toby's huge rod thrust back and forth inside me. I felt his balls slapping mine as he upped the tempo. Then I felt a blaze of intense pleasure as I felt him rub against my prostate, making me weak in the knees. Oblivious he pierced deep inside me, causing me to moan with pain and pleasure. Toby then pulled out almost completely before returning to that point, the pain receding as his thick dick massaged my insides with pleasure. My cock expanded and my balls felt tight.

We were both speaking insanely to the other, lost in intense passion, our words making no sense. He groaned on and on as his dick rammed into me. We were going faster and faster. Toby grunted. He slowed our thrusting right down, rotating his hips so that his cock ground against every surface in my tight hole. I countered by squeezing myself closed, and tilting my hips to crush his cock.

"Shit, dude," he moaned, "I'm gonna cum." 

I released my muscles and started to move fast against him, fucking myself on his cock. His hands flinched and trembled on the thick, sweaty muscles above my hips. I could tell by the way his cock seemed to expand and vibrate in my ass that he was close to the edge. Toby's wet hand grabbed my shaft and started to jack me hard. The assault on both my hole and my cock had me hot and quivering all over. Violent shockwaves shot through me. I convulsed in pleasure. My skin prickled with cold despite the hot water pounding off my back.

Toby pushed into me and held his whole length within. He began to jerk in my hole. His cock blew a load inside me. The intensity of the explosion forced cum deep inside me. It was so hot, shooting through me. He pulled back a little, his cock still blasting and quaking. I felt cum press down around his shaft, lubricating to reduce the friction of his movement.

"Oh, man!" he gasped, "Oh, fuck!"

His fingers slipped around my shaft, squeezing hard and releasing me with each wave of his orgasm. I couldn't help but cry out, I was so close.

"Toby," I groaned.

Oh, my God. I had another man's cum inside me. What had happened? 

He had started to ream me again, spreading warm cum as he went. My knees were beginning to bend. I could hardly take the trembling fire that was shooting through my groin. He forced me to stand upright, causing my ass to tighten around him. His long cock completely filled me at this sharp angle. The shower water shot at my tensed face. Toby walked me backwards, balls swinging against mine, so that the water was aimed at my trembling cock. I gasped as both of his hands began to play my long length. I writhed, forcing his dick to move inside me, contacting every sensitive nerve inside my tight hole. I rolled my head back and growled. His hot mouth and tongue stroked my sensitive neck.

"Oh, fuck!" I groaned.

His fingers worked my flesh harder. I couldn't stop myself even if I'd wanted to. The water caused my sensitive cock to throb. His hands pushed me further, seemingly milking the cum right out of me. And his cock was still wedged up my ass, adding an incredibly pleasant sensation. I gasped. My body jolted as cum pulsed out of my cock. Thick juice blasted out, quickly washed away by the shower's streaming water. Toby continued to rub me, using watery cum as a lubricant. He slowly humped his prick in and out of my hole all the while.

Toby slowed and finally stopped altogether. He wrapped his arms around my chest and his head slumped over my left shoulder. Both of our cocks had begun to soften. I could feel less pressure in my ass now. He kissed my cheek and started to pull from me.

His cock finally was removed from my asshole with a satisfying slurping noise as it withdrew. There was no going back from this, whatever the cost. The memory of that fuck in the shower would be with me to the end of my days. Toby and I instinctively pulled one another back up the bed, exhausted to the very core of our beings. We lay there for many long minutes, him snuggling in my arms, as sleep began to overtake us.

Finally he softly murmured, "Thank you."

"For what?" I asked him sleepily.

"For everything. For fucking me. For letting me fuck you."

"I guess this officially means I'm a God damn bisexual," I said softly, then after a moment, "Promise me that this won't get weird tomorrow. This was fun, but I like chicks too much, if you follow me."

"Yeah," he said, "Me too."

"Okay," I said.

"Okay," he replied, his head resting on my chest.

Then after a minute he asked me, "Marc?"

"Yes?" I replied.

"You know you're my best friend dude," he told me, "And I love you."

"I love you too, dude," I answered, knowing it was a true statement.

I couldn't see his face, but I could feel him smiling. I was smiling also. There was nothing more that needed to be said, so I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

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