A Friend In Need ( Part 4 )

As he continued to use my mouth he moved his cock from side to side trying to get all the sensation he could and soon I felt the huge member start to get much rigid as I heard his breathing start to get louder and he pulled all but the hot, sticky knob from my mouth. I held on just behind the head with my lips and squeezed them together tightly, a trick my wife used when I came in her mouth. It enabled me to have my mouth empty in order to take all his sperm. I had seen my wife swallow many times but I never realized how much ejaculate a man produced until that day.

The first shot literally inflated my jaws like a balloon and I felt like someone had stuck an air hose in my mouth. I felt a small amount dribble down the corners of my mouth but managed to swallow most of it before he shot another burst between my sucking lips. It tasted nothing like I expected and I was not offended by the taste. I was almost giddy with desire and lust at this point and I sucked and licked the sperm from the corners of my mouth as he drained the last of his precious fluid into my sucking hole. I felt very “used” as he lifted his leg from over my body and lay back with a sigh. I had mentally entered the world where I was to become a submissive pussy boy.

Neither of us moved for several minutes as my mind wandered and I considered all the things that had happened so far. I wondered if somewhere down deep I had not been “queer” all along and it had just taken the right circumstances and the right person to bring them out in me. I knew there could be no turning back now as I had enjoyed his cock in my mouth too much not to want more. I wasn’t certain I wasn’t bisexual but I knew my need for men would only get greater and if I turned gay, so be it! I thought about my wife and I realized I didn’t care anymore about who she fucked or how often. I would cross that bridge later. I was enjoying the after-glow too much to even think about it.

We both moved at the same time as he turned toward me and kissed me again, something I was really starting to enjoy. I buried my tongue in his mouth as he searched mine and we embraced like two young lovers.  He broke the embrace and lined up on one elbow as he looked into my eyes and said, “I was hoping so much that I wasn’t wrong about you when I asked to drive you home.” I have watched you on other occasions when you came in for a drink and I have never seen a man your age with such a sexy, feminine like body and how in the hell do you stay so slim?”  “I am small like my Mother,” I replied. “I’ve never seen such beautiful tits on a man and get turned on just watching them,” he said as he grabbed a large nipple and twisted. “Many a time I have wished they weren’t there, I told him, but I was just too much of a coward to have them reduced.” He smiled and said, “Thank goodness you never had it done as I am planning on having a lot of fun with these beauties!”

We lay and talked for quite a while as I grew more comfortable with his take-charge attitude. I found myself easily agreeing with many things he suggested. But we both started to get horny again and this time I made the first move as I sunk down over his beautiful hardening cock. I could see the traces of sperm on it from the first time and I licked the entire residue off and I could not believe how already I was craving this large piece of meat. I lathered it up and down with my lips like a kid with and ice-cream cone. I lost track of everything but that beautiful tool in front of me and I actually started to talk to it like it was alive. I heard a moan from him as he said, “You are already a cock-slut and I don’t think you realize what a whore you will become in the next few weeks.” As I closed my lips over my prize I felt it grow that final inch of hardness that pressed against the opening to my throat. I had heard about “deep throat” and I was determined to do it.  He managed to keep from climaxing and after about twenty minutes of effort with his instructions and help I finally felt the large knob lodge itself tightly in my throat almost to the base. I could only keep in down a few seconds and I gasped for air as the tears flowed from my eyes and it dislodged itself. I looked at him smiling as I waited for his approval. He told me I was a “natural” and would only get more relaxed and enjoy it as time went by. I was a little disappointed when a few minutes later he shot the second load directly into my gullet and I really missed tasting and rolling it around in my mouth. He repaid me by sucking me to a climax and then depositing it into my mouth as he deep kissed me, letting the tart fluid drain into my cum-craving cavern.

As I lay licking the final bit of male fluid from my lips he rolled me over and started to squeeze my small ass cheeks. He eased then apart and toyed with my small virgin opening and said, ” I am going to really enjoy turning that little hole into a real “pussy “I saw him pick up a bottle of lube sitting near the bed and as he started to pour it between my cheeks I knew my days as a man were over and I would painfully be entering the world of woman-hood soon. After rubbing the fluid between my cheeks he forced some into my tiny rosette with his finger. It hurt but I would find out what real hurt was later as he ripped his big mast into me, but I knew he was in command now and even though I was a little afraid and apprehensive I knew the word “no” was no longer in our association. As he spread me face-down on the bed and fastened my arms and legs to the posts I resigned myself to my fate. As he forced the round ball gag into my mouth I knew I was now at his mercy and could only hope he would be gentle but my mind knew better.

Sex With A Married Man ( Part 4 )

A little box of rolled logs of grass was sitting on the table next to the sofa. I noticed he was looking at it. “You smoke?” I asked. He nodded. Seems like his only communication was a shake of his head. I lit up, took a drag, and passed it to him.

The beer and the grass relaxed him, but it excited me. After a while, he looked up. We were on the sofa, next to each other. His eyes caught mine.

“I think about it once in a while” he said, “Wonder how it would be like”. The bulge in his crotch was full-grown now. He was hard, and so was I.

I pulled his hands away from his nipples and leaning over his chest I kissed them, taking them into my mouth I sucked, one and then the other. He didn’t stop me even though my hand went to his bulging crotch. He grunted his pleasure. I could taste the salt from his sweat.  His pits smelled strong. No deodorant I thought with approval.

My tongue followed the smell, sliding across his hairy chest. His arms were up, encircling his head as he sat back on the sofa. I buried my face in the right pit, sucking on the long wet hairs that grew there.  The taste was as bitter as the smell. God!

But then he pulled away. “You’re going too fast” he said, “We were just going to talk about it, remember?”

“What’s to talk about?” I asked.

“Well shit man, I’m in love with Laurie. We just got married. I can’t make love with someone else, especially a guy.”

“Love? Who said anything about love? I want sex man, sex with you. Got nothing to do with love. When I saw you by the pool that first time I could feel your vibes sending sex messages. I got a hard on just looking at you. I want you. I want you naked, so I can make you feel good too. Don’t you understand that? I want to take off those fucking speedos so I can get to your hard cock”.

“Yeah, I hear you, but I never did it with a guy. Never even thought about it until you started peeking through windows”.

“Ah! But you’ve been thinking about it. That’s good. That’s all I need. You’re going to like it man, I promise. Come on give me a chance”.

I sat back on the sofa, next to him. My left leg barely touching his right one. I could feel the bristly hairs. He was friendly like, and I felt comfortable, figuring I had him, that it was going to happen. So I let him talk. Get used to the idea of having sex with me. Just the two of us alone. In this shaded cool room, with the blinds down all kind of secret and private.

We worked on the roach. Stopped the coughing with a sip of beer. After a while, I figured it was time so I got up. We’d been sitting around long enough just touching and wanting. Lust was taking over and I could feel the magnetic pull between us. He wanted it as much as I did.

So I got up off the sofa and dropped my shorts. Standing in front of him I was bare-ass naked, my cock stuck straight out. Hard and dripping pre-cum. It was pointing at him. He kind of smiled, dreamy like, looking at my cock, entranced by the sight of it. I guess the beer and grass got rid of his inhibitions.

I moved my hips back and forth so my cock kind of waved at him, teasing. His hand reached out to it, and encircled the shaft. He started masturbating me, but I didn’t want that. I was already so hot I was about to come, so I pulled away.

“I thought you wanted to play”, he said, “Get off with me”.

“Sure man, but not that way. Let’s take our time. Tease it a little.

Build up to a roaring climax. That’s the way us queers do it”.

He didn’t stop me when I tugged at his swim trunks, but raised his butt so I could pull them off. Oh man! He was naked too. God! What a gorgeous male animal he was. Black hair everywhere. A full bush surrounding his soaring cock. It had to be eight solid inches. Eight inches of hard meat. He was uncut. The foreskin rolled back over the ridge. The tip was a deep red color, shining with love juices.

I got on my knees, supported my arms on his sturdy legs and bending forward I kissed that luscious soaring piece of male-meat.

“Yeah”, he whispered with a sigh. “I guess you better do it man, it’s all yours”.

And I swallowed it into my open mouth, down my throat. And rubbing my tongue around the precious tip of it I began to suck. The taste of him was wonderful. An unfamiliar bitterness that sent my blood surging.  Was that a residue from his wife’s’ cunt?  I’d tasted shit before when sucking cock, and loved it, but never pussy juice.

I programmed it in a corner of my mind to think about later. Wondering what it would be like to kiss his beautiful naked wife down there.

His big hands grabbed my head and held it in place. He raised his butt off the sofa and fucked his massive hard cock in and out of my mouth.  Deep down my throat. His smell was musky, sweaty. He was as hot for it as I was, and I felt his cock grow larger and harder in my mouth. He was ready before we had time to get started. He let out a loud shattering cry and his cum shot to the back of my throat and the pleasure was as intense as it could get. His thick cream tasted salty and sweet.

His cock was wet and slick with my mouth juice. Still soaring, reaching for the ceiling. “What’d you do to me?” And he fell back onto the sofa and I sat on my heels and looked at him. It was hot, hot sex.  Shit!  Jerry gave me more than I had ever expected. And I silently promised him I would from that moment on, be his for whatever.

He reached his arms out to my shoulders and pulled me to him. His open lips found mine. His tongue slipped inside. We kissed, deep hot wet kisses rolling one tongue against the other.

My hand was on his still erect cock. My fingers, threading through the mass of pubic hair, encircled the hairy balls. Finding the asshole hidden in a fluff of moist smelly hair. Oh God! Could it be possible he’d let me kiss him there? Suck him there? As my middle finger probed into his warm tight hole, he sucked my tongue into his mouth and his hands found my roaring cock. Ah god! He’s still hot, and so was I.  Shit man, he’s ready. Ready for it all. I exhaled, for I knew I had him now.

I pulled away from the kiss and disentangled my fingers from his ass crack hair, and he fell back on the sofa. He was looking at my naked body with piercing eyes, hot with horny hunger. Knowing that he was looking at me and liking what he saw, sent my cock to the moon. I stood in front of him and pushed my hips up and forward so that it was only inches from his open wet dripping mouth. And his piercing eyes were concentrated on the sight of it. His hunger consumed him. And he leaned forward and brushed his closed lips over the dripping head of it in a brief kiss, then he opened them and I slipped my cock inside the warm wet cave and he began to suck.

This was more than ever I had hoped for.

I pulled him down onto the floor. The tile was cool and smooth and it felt good on our naked bodies. Twisting around I buried my face in his hairy hot wet crotch and took his cock into my mouth once more and we each sucked the other. Giving pleasure as we took pleasure.

My Sister’s Husband ( Part 4 )

My wish had come true.  I moved down, between his thick, hairy legs and gently pulled the rubber from his cock, which slapped back on his waist.  Tom’s cock felt warm and hard.  I wasn’t sure if I would be able to take it all in my mouth.  I licked the tip of it, back and forth, and then put the head inside my mouth.  As I sucked the head, I darted my tongue back and forth over the tip.  Tom moaned and began to gyrate his hips.  His cock had a pungent, salty taste, and I continued to tease his dick head with my tongue while I played with his hot balls.  Tom spread his legs apart and began to get into my hot sucking.  I began to inch more and more of his long cock into my mouth, moving my soft lips up and down on his shaft.  His cock was like a big lollipop, wet and glistening with my saliva.  I placed my hand on the base of his shaft and slowly moved it up and down along the shaft in unison with my mouth.  His sighs of pleasure increased, and he began to breathe heavy.  “Yeah, you know how. . .” he murmured, as he thrust his hips side by side while I sucked him.  I ran my other hand over his hairy chest, and played with his hard nipples while I sucked.  He placed his hands on my head and massaged my scalp with his fingers as I bobbed up and down on his massive cock.  I was in complete control of his cock.  I increased my grip as I pumped his shaft up and down with my hand.  My mouth rested on my hand as I sucked his cock, simulating a deep, tight hole.  I worked my way up from the base to the very tip and back down, so that his entire cock was stimulated.  Tom’s eyes were closed and he rolled his head side by side on his pillow while he thrust his hips up and down at me.  After awhile, I was able to put his whole cock down my throat without choking on its immense size.

“Get up, I want to do it this way,” Tom said, lifting my head off his cock.  “You sit up like I was.  Prop your back up against the headboard with the pillow.”  I did so, and Tom got back on the bed.  On his knees, Tom reached down and removed the rubber from my swollen cock and moved his waist in front of my face.  His cock was glistening with my saliva, and it stuck straight out in my face, brushing against my cheeks.  Tom placed his knees in my armpits, and pushed his cock slowly down my throat.  I cupped his tight ass cheeks, and felt his wiry ass hair.  My cock was raging hard, and ached to cum.  I began to jack my cock off with Tom’s hot cock shoved down my throat.  Tom placed both of his hands on the wall behind the headboard and began to fuck my face with a slow even tempo.  I swallowed his throbbing member all the way. While Tom fucked my mouth, I continued to jack off, bringing myself to an explosive climax.  My body shuddered as I shot my sperm out all over my chest.  Tom’s cock began to bulge up and I knew he was going to shoot his cum at any moment, too.  Tom began to thrust in and out faster, each time shoving the cock all the way down my throat.  His cock hairs rubbed against my lips, all I could see was his hairy waist.  I could smell Tom’s pungent man scent as he pumped his cock into my face and mouth. His legs and back were sweaty and his big balls slapped against my chin with each thrust.  With one hand, I reached for his balls and gently squeezed and cupped them from underneath.  With that, Tom let out a deep groan and whispered, “Oh, yeah. . . I’m gonna cum.”  Tom shuddered as he shot wad after wad of semen down my throat.  His cum tasted thick and salty.  I eagerly swallowed each spurt of his cum.  Tom continued to thrust his dick in my mouth until it became flaccid.  Our bodies spent, Tom and I laid in bed quietly, regaining our breath.  

Tom reached for his coffee cup on the night stand and took a sip. “Cold.  Come on, let’s get some coffee and have a smoke on the back porch.”  Tom got up and went to his dresser drawer.  He sifted through a pile of debris and produced a small cloth pouch. “You smoke weed?” he asked, continuing to search for something else in the drawer.  “Yeah, when I can get it,” I answered, with interest.  I didn’t know Tom liked marijuana, and I’d never seen him use it.  It was quite a surprise.  “Nancy and I smoke it once in a while when we want to kick back. We’ve had some hot times when we were high.”  I began to get excited again, wondering what plans he had next for me.  Tom found a pack of zigzag papers, and closed the drawer.  He picked up his shorts and put them on. “Let’s get that coffee,” he said, and we left his bedroom.  On the way to the kitchen, I put on my gym shorts and a T-shirt.

When I got to the kitchen, Tom had poured a cup of coffee for me and left it on the counter.  Tom was outside, sitting on the back porch steps rolling the joint when I stepped out.  It was going to be a beautiful, warm day I thought, as I glanced across the expansive yard.  My eyes looked down at Tom sitting on the steps, naked except for his shorts.  I scanned over his tanned and hairy body.  His hot box hung down between his legs.  He was the hottest man I’d ever seen and I just had his hot semen in my mouth.  The warm morning sun shined on his beautiful skin making it glisten.  I sat down next to him and sipped my coffee.  Tom wet the paper with his lips and rolled the joint tight.  He lit it, and took a deep drag and passed it to me.  I inhaled the pungent smoke and noticed it was very strong and of top quality. I knew it would hit me fast, and I waited for the smoke to take effect.  “This is good shit.  Couple of hits and you’re fucked up,” Tom said, exhaling smoke between words.  I tried to imagine what my sister was like when she was high and smiled to myself. “Got to mow the lawn again,” Tom said as he surveyed the yard. Tom looked at me and smiled and asked: “You okay?”  “Yeah, just thinking to myself,” I replied looking into his blue eyes.  “You thinking about what we did?” Tom asked, groping his box.  “You want more?” he continued, pulling his cock out of his shorts.  I knew we were both high and Tom’s cock was big and hard.  “Let’s go back in” I said, touching his dick with my fingers.  “Sounds good to me!” Tom replied, stuffing his cock back into his shorts.  We got up and went inside.  Tom led me to his bedroom again.  He went over to one of the night stands and opened a drawer.  He retrieved a large silver ring and a tube and said:  “Let’s go upstairs, to the attic room.”