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I wasn't cold like I usually am. Michael's left arm was under my neck, the front of his body pressed to my back his right arm over my chest and his right arm holding my shoulder. I could feel his lungs rising and falling and his breath warm on the back of my neck. He wasn't snoring but he was making a small sound, much softer than a snore but similar. It was comforting.

I could hear the wind hitting the windows and even though the heat was on it was obvious that it had gotten even colder outside. God I hate November! It used to be tolerable because of Thanksgiving but with the kids feeling the way they did even that had been ruined. Now it was just a cold, dreary month without even the charm of snow.

I gently pulled Michael's hand off of my shoulder and slid out of bed to go take a piss. I stopped at the thermostat and kicked it up a bit and closed the bathroom door so that the light wouldn't wake Michael. Geez, standing there peeing I realized that I missed him! He was twenty feet away and I missed him! It was a great fuck. When did getting fucked start feeling good? Part of it was that look that he got on his face. That, "is it okay, am I doing what you like" look. And he is a great kisser. Wonder where he learned that or if he's just a natural.

Oh God the boy! He won't be waking up in a warm house this morning. He's dead. No! Don't think about the boy! Later, you'll move heaven and earth but later! But not now, now you need to be with Michael. This guy could be the one and he needs you too.

Michael had rolled over onto his back. I lifted the covers and slid in next to him on my right side. I propped my head on my hand and looked down at him. He looked so peaceful and vulnerable. His brown hair was totally messed up and he was making little movements with his mouth. When my leg touched his he responded immediately and rolled toward me, kinda burying his face in my chest and wrapping his right arm over my hip. I bent my head and kissed his forehead, it was warm and dry. His hair smelled of shampoo. I wondered if he was a good lawyer. Probably was. Callin & Callin only hired the best.

Michael mumbled into my right nipple. "Whatsa time?"

I kissed him again. "It's okay Michael, it's only about five. When do you need to be at work?"

"Mmmmm, they'd like me to sleep at my desk." He held me tighter. "Wonderful last night."

I put my hand on his shoulder and bent to kiss his ear. "For me too." I smoothed his hair with my hand.

"You feel nice and warm." He said as he slid his right leg between my legs. "How did I go twenty-nine years without ever fucking anyone?" He raised his head and looked at me. "How fucking sick is that? How nuts do ya have to be to be afraid to make that total connection with someone?"

I bent down and kissed Michael again. "You're not sick. And for your first time out ya did a really great job."

Michael pulled my head down for another kiss. "We could get in a little more practice before work." He gently cupped my balls and then slowly moved his middle finger back towards my asshole.

Realizing that he was fully awake I laughed and pushed him over on his back. "Let's try a different way." I straddled his waist and bent down and kissed him again. "You'll like this and I got a feeling that I will too." Putting my hands behind my back I rolled a condom down Michael's cock and then lubed my butt. "Okay but remember don't get too carried away until I've had a chance to stretch. I positioned his cock at my asshole and slowly sank down on it while Michael was holding my balls and gently stroking my cock. The feeling was indescribable, even better than last night. As I sank down and his cock filled me and then passed over my prostate I almost shot my load. I put my hand over his to stop him from stroking my cock.

I took a deep breath. "Damn I wish I could explain how good it feels to have you in me."

"Feels pretty good for me too. It's like all hot, wet, tight and............total."

Michael was fucking slowly, steadily. I leaned down to kiss him and nuzzle his neck I kissed him lightly and then more deeply drawing the breath from his lungs. His cock felt like it was made of solid steel in my ass, he was totally, completely hard and his eyes were partially closed as he concentrated on fucking. He was slowly stroking my back as he fucked me, occasionally pulling me down for another kiss. All of the feelings that I was feeling were slowly beginning to concentrate on my cock and I knew that I could shoot at any time. Michael speed was increasing and I lifted myself up so that I was squatting over him rather than sitting on him, which allowed me to meet his upward thrusts. The first time I did it his eyes shot open and he made a little gasping sound.

I bent down so that my mouth was next to his ear. "Michael I want your cum in my ass. I want you to shoot your load inside of me. My ass is yours babe. Fuck it."

Michael gasped out a laugh. "You sure fuckin know what to say. Oh god I'm cumming! Oh fuck!" He was slamming his cock up into me and I started jerking off so that we'd cum about the same time.

"Man I'm shooting on your fucking chest!"

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Michael is left handed and when he shaves he bends over and supports his body on his right hand while he shaves with his left. I'm standing watching him shave, he looks so skinny and so hot, with his cute little butt sticking out and his more than ample cock swinging free.

He turns and looks at me. "What? What?"

I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist pulling him back against me and kiss the side of his neck. "Looking at you standing there shaving, well, I just thought how right that looked and god, how fucking right you feel." Michael squirmed in my arms twisting his head to the side.

"Jeff, you realize you've got a naked lawyer in your arms? Your other lawyers are gonna be jealous."

I slapped him on the butt. "You finish shaving. I'll be right back." I went into my closet and brought back a suit. "Okay, try these pants." I was holding the pants down and in front of me so that he could step into them.

"You're really determined that I wear your clothes aren't you."

"Well this way you won't have to go home and I get to spend more time with you. Besides, all that shit is just going to waste." Michael gave me a look. "Okay! It's also kinda hot, the thought that you're wearing my clothes."

"I don't have underwear on."

I smiled. "That's even better."

Michael stepped in the pants and I gently scooped up his cock and balls and lowered them into the slacks. "Michael, they look fucking great! Shit they look better on you than they do on me. I'll get a shirt and tie. Oh and shoes too."

He looked fantastic. It was a Brioni suit in a soft Glen Plaid with a white shirt and deep green almost black tie. "Fuck you're handsome." I was still in my bathrobe and leaning against the wall.

Michael came over to me and holding my face in his hands, gently kissed me. "You think that I'm handsome?" He slowly shook his head and then pressed the side of his face to mine. "They see this suit the people at the office will think I've been embezzeling."

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"Michael, I still want you to represent the boy. I want you to make sure the cops don't just forget about this and if you have to I want private detectives."

He turned and looked at me. "You sure?" I gave him a look. "Okay, okay. Let me play devil's advocate. First of all if you want a lawyer to represent the boy, it probably should be a criminal attorney. Don't look at me like that. Wanna do a merger or an acquisition, I'm your guy but the only thing that I know about stuff like this is text book stuff." Michael took a bite of toast. "Then there's the whole idea about whether you want to get involved in this at all. Look Jeff, Callin & Callin are your attorneys. A big part of that is taking the broad view of things and keeping you out of potential trouble."

"So I should just forget about this?" I knew that my voice was getting too loud and Michael got a weird look on his face. I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around him. "I know, I know, devil's advocate." I kissed his forehead.

Michael's voice was very quiet, his chin was on my shoulder. "I probably shouldn't even be talking about this yet............. but what about us? What I mean is, that if, and I know you don't wanna make that commitment yet but if, we were to become, you know like boyfriends, I think we ought to keep our work lives as separate as possible."

Michael pulled his head back and looked at me with a look that was heart wrenching. "Jeff, you're this wealthy guy. I can't come even close to matching what you got and if I'm gonna keep any sense of self-worth I need to keep my job separate."

I knew that he was right. Not that I was going to abandon the boy, but if Michael and I did become boyfriends I could understand how he'd need the independence he spoke of.

I pulled Michael in for a deep kiss. "You're right. I still want the firm to represent the boy but I'll leave the choice of the lawyer up to you. As far as the boyfriend stuff goes, well, you're right about that too. But Michael, I'm like the most boring guy on earth. My idea of a good time is to stay home and have a nice meal, a little wine and cuddle with a handsome young attorney." Michael was smiling broadly. "We don't have to do anything that you feel uncomfortable with." I stroked the side of his face. "I won't push you Michael and I'll never put you into the position of feeling like a poor relation. Cause Michael, that just isn't how I think, so we can take this as slow as you want." I let go of him and poured myself another cup of coffee. "The other thing is how I interact with your firm now. You think I should tell Joe?" I was referring to Joe Callin the senior partner in the firm and the guy I always talked to. "You think we should tell him?"

Michael frowned in concentration. "Not yet, let's be sure ourselves of how we feel. Once we're sure of that then if we decide we want to be together then definitely yes we should tell him, and probably do it together."

He got a totally weird look on his face and then dropped his chin to his chest. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck I forgot!" He looked up at me.

"His name is Scott, or was." Michael pressed the balls of his hands into his eyes. "How could I forget that?" He looked up at me. "It was the only thing he said at the hospital before he died. The nurse kept asking him his name and he finally said Scott."

It was like somehow the body of the dead boy was being touched with a wand, a magical wand that imparted this missing bit of humanity, his name. I pictured it spreading across and through him, restoring, in some way, his status as a member of the human race.

I wrapped my arms around Michael and held him by his belt while I rested my face next to his. I said the name, "Scott......... Scott," as if testing it for authenticity. It felt right.

"Pick a good attorney.......someone who never quits...... a real bulldog."

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Rosie brought me a cup of coffee. If I had asked her to bring me a cup she would have given me a fifteen minute lecture on how she wasn't a waitress, or a servant but my assistant and that she shouldn't be expected to wait on me and actually I agreed with her.
She brought me coffee when she wanted information, information best gathered in a heart to heart talk.

"So boss, whatcha think of Michael? You guys gonna see each other again? Ralph says he's skinny. He skinnier than you?"

I laughed. "Rosie, he's not skinny! Actually we're the same size. He wore one of my suits to work today." I glanced up at her quickly and she was rolling her eyes. She sat her ample butt back in the chair and smiled. I smiled too. "So he didn't have to go home and then to work. We could have more time together."

"He was a straight A student at University of Chicago, the boys smart. Course if he wears your suit to work he's got to return it, doesn't he?"

"You've been digging Rosie. Whatcha find out?"

"Well boss, I started to dig and then I figured that if Michael turns out to be the right guy for you that then maybe I shouldn't be invading his privacy. Ya understand? Like he might not be so cool with that. Anyway I figured you'd be doin plenty of diggin on your own if you understand my meaning."

I rested my chin on my hand. "You're right. Let's make him off limits. Besides he's been pretty open with me." I was thinking, as I had been all morning, of Michael's cock flopping back and forth in my suit pants.

"Okay Rosie, the real estate guy. What's happening?"

Rosie shifted her weight in the chair. "He wants $23,500 an acre and I told him we'd give em nineteen grand."

"You think he'll split the difference?"

"Boss, I ain't splittin no damn difference! Besides he's got nobody else gives a damn about that land."

"Rosie, how the hell do you know that?"

Rosie laughed uproariously her whole body shaking with it. She rubbed the tears out of her eyes. "Boss I gotta have some secrets." When she settled down. "Why you want that land so bad anyway? What you gonna do with it?"

I put my feet up on the corner of my desk. "I'm not sure. Maybe nothing. When my grandfather was alive, before I was born, they lived in Chicago and on the weekends he and my grandmother would drive out into the country. Well in those days if you drove fifty miles from the city you were in the middle of nowhere. So grandpa would drive till he found what he consider to be a good intersection, now in those days that would be two twolane highways crossing in the middle of farm land, and he'd buy all four corners if he could. Course it was the depression and just about everything was for sale. Well, you had to be patient but if you were willing to wait twenty years you had a tremendous return." I took my feet off of the desk and took a sip of coffee. "All that land we've got in Illinois we got just that way."

I thought of the way that Michael felt when I kissed him goodbye this morning, the muscles in his back as I wrapped my arms around him, how warm and sweet his breath was, the feeling of his cock pressing against my leg.

Rosie was holding a rolled up magazine to her mouth and speaking into it. "Earth to Mr. Palmer. Earth to Mr. Palmer." She was laughing. "You was thinking about him. Don't tell me you weren't! Oh boss, you might just as well roll over and play dead, cause that boy has got you." She was right.

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All of a sudden I was flooded with doubts. Maybe yesterday was just, well just an accident, two people coming together under totally weird circumstances, who just happened to connect. Maybe I was just a one night stand and he was already trying to think of the best way out of it. Maybe he was just too freaked by the differences in our financial situations and didn't want to bother with it.

At three o'clock I called his cell phone.

"Yeah?"

"Michael!"

"Oh god, Jeff! Wow it's been a fucking day!"

"Michael, are ya coming over tonight?"

"Yeah Jeff but I can't have dinner there. I've got a dinner meeting with Brian Caldwell. He's the guy I got ya to represent the boy, Scott." He hesitated a moment. "But afterwards, I thought that I would, I mean if you want me to, I thought I'd come over, about eight. Would that be okay?"

"Yeah Michael, that'd be great. Michael, pull your car over by the garage, the third door, it's empty. I mean it's really cold out you might as well pull in. Michael? You there?"

"Fuck I missed you today Jeff! Even as nuts as it's been around here today I keep thinking of what it was like waking up with you this morning. How warm you felt." Michael was silent for a moment. "Fuck Jeff, I gotta go! I'll see ya later baby."

"Bye babe."

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I pulled open the back door and Michael was standing there, the collar of his tan overcoat turned up against the cold, his breath visible.

"Come in, come in, Michael." I stepped aside and then took his overcoat when he took it off.

"Damn it's getting cold out there." We were kinda just looking at each other, both feeling uncertain.

Michael was looking a little shy and while I was feeling a bit the same way, I found my hand reaching out and taking the back of his neck and pulling him to me. It was almost in slow motion the way that his head tilted to the left and mine to the right and then our lips came together and then our hands were everywhere, touching, exploring, unzipping and then we were on the floor of the kitchen tearing our clothes off and never breaking the kiss, never wanting to separate for even an instant and then pulling everything out of a cabinet looking for cooking oil and then the sudden pain of penetration and finally he was inside of me, taking me again and still the kiss, still the feel of his tongue in my mouth and the sound of his balls as they slapped against my ass and then cum was everywhere, my chest, his chest, my ass, his face, and the Canola oil was spilt and we were laughing, laughing and exhausted. Two naked men lying on the kitchen floor in each others arms, clothes thrown into a pile in the corner by the refrigerator, laughing and telling each other that they loved each other. I did a quick cleanup of the kitchen floor and then took Michael by the hand and we walked naked to the bathroom.

In the shower I took Michael's face in my hands and held it inches from mine. "This day was perfect shit! All that I could fucking think of all day was you and did you feel about me like I feel about you and what the hell was I gonna do if you didn't. I want us to be a couple. I'll understand if you're nervous about moving in right away and if you need to keep parts of our work lives separate, but we need to be a us. Okay?"

The water from the shower was pouring down over both of us and running in sheets off of Michael's head. I started to laugh and pulled him out from under the shower. "I really don't wanna drown ya." He blinked several times and the green flecks in his eyes flashed.

Michael raised his arms and wrapped them around my back. He held me tightly and lightly rested his chin on my shoulder and then rubbed his face against mine.

When he spoke his voice was soft with an almost faraway quality to it. "I love you. I guess that in a way, I have for a long time." He continued rubbing his face against mine and then pulled his head back and kissed me, his eyes were closed and his head tilted to one side.
Finally he broke the kiss and put his chin on my shoulder again. Our bodies were pressed together, our cocks next to each other. He sighed and laid his head on my shoulder while he stroked my back slowly. "I'm afraid. It's a big step." He lifted his head and looked at me. "But I'm more afraid when I'm not with you. You're right, we need to be a us."

We turned off the shower and dried each other off. Then I grabbed a blanket from the closet and Michael and I laid down on the sofa in the living room, the fire was blazing in the fireplace, supplying the only light in the room. We laid together on the sofa wrapped in the blanket, talking softly and watching the flames.

My left leg was over Michael's left leg and I was half lying on top of him my face next to his. "You're happy with this Caldwell guy?" My mouth was inches from his and I kissed him lightly. Michael's left arm was around me and he was rubbing my back.

His hand came up and pulled my head down to his shoulder. "He's the best." Michael laughed. "Ya know, I don't think that I've ever seen him smile. That's a good sign in a criminal lawyer." He turned his head slightly and kissed my forehead. "He's also a stud!"

I lifted my head up and gave him a look. He pulled it back down and turned his head toward mine, when he spoke it was a whisper. "Don't worry, I'm a married man and sooooooo much in love."

I kissed his ear and then stuck my tongue in it. Michael twisted his head first away and then back towards me. "Holy fuck that feels good!"

"Nobody ever stuck their tongue in your ear?"

"Nope, never." Michael ran his fingers through my hair. "I never let em get that close." He pulled my face to his and kissed me hard and deep, exploring my mouth with his tongue. "But I want you to get close. I want you to be a part of me. I want us to start wondering where one of us ends and the other begins." He raised his head and turned to me. "Ya know what turned me on, what really turned me on? Yesterday when you woke up, well I guess you went to pee but later back in bed you ran your hand up my leg and squeezed my butt and then while you were talking to me you just kinda held my balls." He laid his head back down and kinda grinned at me. "I felt so yours, so much like we were, like you said, an us. I want us to be that way, to be able to touch each other, for us both to be a part of that, us." He turned and looked at me again. "Cause Jeff, I really need you to touch me when you want to, cause I don't want there to be any restraints, I want us to belong to each other totally."

The flickering light coming from the fireplace danced around the walls of the room, casting and dissolving shadows. My fathers portrait on the mantle was in shadows and I wondered briefly what he'd think to see his son in the arms of a man. I guess that when I really thought about it, I knew that he wouldn't care. He had been a kind of an outcast his whole life, at least in the sense of the business he chose to start and the way he lived. I don't ever recall him seeming to give a damn what people thought.

I laid my head on Michael's upper chest feeling the solidity of it. It felt so good to finally have someone to share the burden and Michael was strong. It wasn't a burden of work or poverty but a burden of the spirit and it had weighed so heavily on me for so long. I hadn't realized how hard it had been just being gay but now that I had someone to share that with I was beginning to understand what I had been going through.

I stuck my tongue out and licked Michael's nipple. "Oh fuck that feels good!" He put his hand behind my head and gently pressed it towards his nipple. "Oh god Jeff! Do it again."

I looked up at him. "You've got big nipples. Those are usually sensitive."

Michael covered his nipples with his hands. "Whadya mean they're big?

I smiled at him. "Not like a woman's nipples but, well, more pronounced than big. I love nipples like this." I pushed his fingers away and took another lick. Michael moaned. I held his left nipple between my lips and gently flicked the tip of it with my tongue. He began to twist and raise his chest as if the pleasure were almost too great to bear.

"Oh fuck Jeff, damn that feels good!"

I reached down and circled his balls and cock with my hand, he was rock hard. Michael looked up at me and smiled. "Any chance you'd like to get fucked again?"

I ran my left hand from Michael's cock up his abdomen, to his firm stomach and hard, hairy chest. I smiled down at him. "Ya know I'm gonna become addicted to this?" I swung my left leg over Michael's waist and positioned his cock at my ass. I lubed my butt with spit and then slowly moved down on his dick. My hands were on his shoulders and I was concentrating on dealing with the initial pain as I was being stretched.

Michael had a concerned look on his face. "Jeff, go slow, don't hurt yourself."

"I'm okay babe. I just need a second." The feeling of his cock entering me and then slowly moving up into me was beyond description. It wasn't only a physical feeling but a very emotional experience too, a feeling of possession that was both extraordinarily erotic but also very comforting.

Just as Michael's cock was hitting bottom he reached up and pulled my rock hard cock down and let it slap back up and hit my stomach. "Oh fuck Michael! I'm so close, so fucking close!" The top of his cock was exerting a lot of pressure against my prostate.

As soon as the moment passed I bent forward and kissed him. "Okay let's try this now."
I started rubbing and gently pulling Michael's nipples. The reaction was immediate, his head went flying back, his chest went up and his hips thrust forward. It felt like his dick was gonna come out of my mouth.

"Ohhh Jeff! Holy crap!" Then when he saw the look of pain on my face he rested his hands on my thighs and asked. "Babe, you okay? Those are hotwired directly to my cock. I probably shoulda warned ya."

"Guess I need to treat those a little more gently." Michael was still gently fucking me with very short strokes, almost as if his body was doing it by itself.

"Oh yeah Michael! Just like that, that's so fucking good!" My knees and legs were straddling his hips while I moved gently counter to his thrusts. I started raising myself up higher and moving down on his cock harder while I balanced myself with one hand on the back of the sofa. Each thrust was bringing us closer to cumming and I start to very slowly jerk my cock.

Michael reached forward and circled my balls with his right hand and gently played with them. "Oh fuck Michael. Ya got me so fucking close man! Yeah, play with those balls!" His thrusts were coming much faster and harder now, he was slamming up into me.

"Jeff, I'm gonna fucking cum! Fuck you got a sweet ass! Oh fucking yes, yes!" I could feel Michael shooting in my ass and it triggered my own orgasm.

My first shot almost hit Michael on the chin, the rest shot onto his chest.

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We were standing at the foot of our bed. I guess I really did now consider it our bed. Michael was kissing the side of my neck. His words were spoken softly, tenderly. "Jeff, you make me so happy. And no, it's not just the sex, you're bringing out feeling in me I didn't know I was capable of."

I pulled Michael slowly into bed and wrapped him around me his cock pressed against my ass, his right arm around my chest.

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Friends in the Hockey Locker Room

It's around 7:00.  The hockey team crowds into the overheated, steamy
locker room overrun with the stench of unwashed hockey gear.  The room is
designed so the big communal shower was on one side and the single bathroom
stall and dual urinals are next to each other.  There are 6 of them in all,
Nick is nearest to the stalls on the opposite wall and Jacob is next to the
showers on the same bench as Nick.  Between them sits Henry.  Nick is still
in his goalie gear at this time, and is beginning to peel off his sticky
undershirt.  Nick is around 5'7", with shaggy dark hair and a serious face.
He has a skinny body and hairy strong powerful legs leading up to his
crotch.  Henry is faster, and his shirt has just came off, revealing a
white chest and surprisingly cute nipples, covered in sweat. Henry is about
an inch taller than Nick, with shorter hair and a similar skin tone..
Although his boxers were still fairly high up, you could see the beginnings
of a happy trail.  Jacob is lagging and talking to Henry a little bit, and
has just taken off his shoulder pads, but his arm muscles are visible;
smooth and toned.  His shaggy brown hair is wet with sweat and water from
the practice, and he is visibly exhausted.  The boys are just chatting, not
really looking at each other's bodies, yet.
 On the other side of the room, Brian, Spencer, and Josh are sitting
and far ahead of the other boys.  Brian is opposite Nick, and he is a
complete stunner.  Taller than the rest of the boys, around 5'11", he has
shaggy black hair and a strong, built body.  His skin is really white, but
his arms are bulging with muscles and just a bit of hair.  His pads are
almost off, and he is starting to rub his abs under his white t-shirt which
he then removes.  At this point, he is just wearing a pair of boxer briefs
which do a bad job containing his very impressive bulge.  Nick continues to
stare at Brian's thighs but doesn't say anything.  Next to Brian is
Spencer, who is softly airing out his loose boxers and wearing nothing
else.  Spencer is the tannest boy in the room and his shortly cropped hair
is drizzled with water that also runs down his chest.  Spencer is almost
5'10", and is desperately trying to escape his inferiority complex which
stems from him being very short at one time, and consequently
much...smaller....down there.  However, now he has filled out, and the
other boys realize that he has probably grown significantly since last
season.  Finally, Josh sits on the far end of the bench opposite Jacob.  He
is still wearing his under-armor and tight pants, although very little is
noticeable down by where a bulge should be.  Josh is a bit shy and is
eyeing Jacob from across the room as Jacob lowers his boxers a little to
rub his thighs.  Josh is tan and the cutest boy in the room, although he is
self-conscious.  He has size 12 shoes but doesn't want his friends to see
his penis because he has no idea if its big or not, and Nick likes to make
fun of him for it anyway.
 Henry and Spencer, both in overly loose boxers so that nothing can
really be seen, start discussing girls.  "No way Spencer, I totally got the
best head from Sara last night!"  Spencer adjusts his penis over his
boxers.  "Well Henry, you've never experienced a hot senior girl like
Nicole running her tongue over your dick now have you?"  Brian steps in and
says, "But Spencer, you've never seen a girl like Nicole suck a dick this
big."  He laughs and puts his hand over his obviously massive penis.  Nick
laughs, "calm down Brian, we don't need to see that thing dude we all get
enough pussy in here, except for Josh of course!"  Josh blushes all over
and Spencer turns to him and slaps his butt, "there Josh! Now you got some
baby!" All the boys laugh and Josh giggles along with them.  Jacob has a
great idea, "come on Spence, I need some ass too man!" Spencer the runs
across the tiny locker room to Jacob and pushes him against the wall and
pretends to rape him as all the guys crack up.  Spencer slaps Jacob's butt
and pulls down his boxers and keeps spanking it till its a little bit red.
All the boys are laughing and Jacob turns around with his boxers around his
ankles.  Everyone looks at Jacob's penis and Spencer says "Nice one Jacob,
too bad its not big or anything!"  Jacob replies "Oh be quiet man, its
average sized, like 6 inches or so, yours is probably half that!"  Jacob
pulls down Spencer's boxers revealing a 7 inch soft penis.  Jacob recoils,
"well it looks like you're a bit bigger than me Spencer."
 The boys are all starting to get turned on by the two exposed
dicks.  Spencer spins around and shows off his soft penis to his friends
and Henry comments on how Spencer's butt is super white while the rest of
his body is so tan.  Spencer laughs and asks if Henry's butt is as white as
his body.  Henry smiles at Spencer and pulls down his boxers for everyone
to see.  "Yupp guys, i'm white" Henry and Jacob are exactly the same size,
except Henry starts to get a boner and starts to rub it in front of his
friends.  Spencer laughs and reaches out to grab Henry's hard dick to
everyone's shock.  Brian asks "Spencer that's really hot but I think its
gay man."  Spencer says "Brian shut up, yours is too big for anyone to
handle!"  Spencer looks at Henry for approval; Henry winks and blushes and
Spencer continues to play around with the tip of Henry's throbbing cock.
At the same time, Nick walks over to the urinal on the right and begins to
stroke his cock while pulling down his boxers.  Brian notices this and
walks over to the left urinal and takes out his thick penis and rubs it.
The two boys smile at each other and Brian moves his big hand over onto
Nick's hard cock and starts jerking it for him.  Nick does the same to
Brian and moans a little as Brian's massive dick moves back and forth in
his hand.  Brian smiles at Nick and jerks his big dick for him, playing
with his balls from time to time.  Spencer and Henry have paired off and
start to kiss each other and while caressing each other's dicks.  Spencer
hard nipples are rubbing against Henry's chest and Spencer starts to kiss
Henry's neck.  Henry moans out "oh Spencer, dude, you turn me on so much, I
want to bust all over you man" Meanwhile, Josh and Jacob give each other
dirty looks.  Jacob, already with his boxers down, shuffles over to Josh
and asks if he is big.  Josh stutters but and tells Jacob he can find out
if he wants.  Jacob smirks and starts kissing down Josh's chest, past his
nipples and abs until he gets to his boxer line.  Then Jacob pulls down
Josh's boxers in one swoop and takes his dick in his mouth while going to
his knees.  Jacob looks up at Josh and says "yes Josh, you have a very cute
small penis."  Brian hears this from the urinals and laughs "I knew he
did!"  Nick tells Brian to cut Josh some slack, after all Josh is a total
cutie.  Nick walks over to Josh and Jacob, totally naked, and Josh goes
down on his knees and starts licking Nick's balls and penis head with his
wet tongue.  Jacob goes over to Brian and they make out right next to Nick
and Josh.  Spencer sits down on the bench and Henry starts to blow him as
Nick licks Henry's penis.  The boys form a blowjob line.  Nick, Brian, and
Spencer, the three big boys, are standing, while Josh, Jacob, and Henry are
on their knees in front of them blowing them, respectively.  They hold
hands as they get blown, and Nick starts to rub Brian's leg and comes
closer and closer to cumming.  Spencer is the first one to give in.  He
moans as loud as he can, making the other boys even harder, Henry keeps
sucking on Spencer's rock hard cock and gets prepared for a huge load of
cum to burst out.  Spencer cums in Henry's mouth and he smiles as Spencer
busts all over his face.  Henry runs to the shower to wash the cum off his
face and Spencer follows.  They hold each other in the shower and start
rubbing each other's dicks again, jerking as fast as they can.  Spencer's
glistening body gets wet in the shower and Henry runs his hands down his
chest to his hips and rubs his thighs before taking Spencer's hardening
cock in his hands again.  Spencer's smooth 7 incher is loving every touch
of Henry's powerful hands.  All the boys can hear Spencer moan "Ohhhh, mmm
Henry don't stop doing that, rub it faster, it's so hard, mmm Henry oh baby
rub my dick, get on your knees and lick it."  Meanwhile, Josh asks Nick if
he can give him some great head.  Nick nods his head and Josh runs his
smooth arms across Nick's chest before placing his hands on Nick's sides
and starting to kiss down his chest, to his abs and eventually to the tip
of his 7 and half inch dick.  His tongue slinks down Nick's dick, licking
the sides and shaft as Nick moans.  Josh puts Nick's cock in his mouth and
begins to suck it.  Then he deep throats it and places his soft hands on
Nick's upper thighs.
 Brian is the youngest boy, and he walks up to Nick and Josh and
starts rubbing Nick's bare chest with his smooth but big hands as Nick's
fingers run down Brian's chest to his hard penis.  Nick nudges Josh off his
cock and starts to caress Brian rubbing his butt cheeks and muscular but
bare thighs while Brian's warm hand strokes Nick's hard cock for him.
Brian is great at it, and Nick moans a little bit and he starts to jerk
Brian at the same time, pausing to rub his balls for him too.  Nick runs
his hands up Brian's chest to his neck and shoulders, and pushes him down
to his knees and he whispers in his ear "suck me Brian."  He obeys and
begins to lick Nick's shaft at first while caressing his thighs.  Then he
speeds up and begins sucking it, taking it in his mouth and running it on
his soft, warm tongue.  Nick's feet shake and Brian takes more of his cock
into his mouth, sucking faster now and letting Nick rub his hair too.
Nick's legs tighten up and he pumps his cock forward, ready to cum.  Brian
gets ready for it and engulfs his mouth on Nick's cock and doesn't let it
out until all of Nick's cum has been shot into his mouth.  Then Brian
swallows it and gives Nick's cock one last lick.

Caught Behind

The woman in my life had been away for a fortnight and would still be away for another two weeks. We normally enjoyed an active sex life and I was frustrated as all hell.

We were both bisexual and I was allowed to ‘play’ as long as it was only with men if she wasn’t also involved. She knew I was a passive slut when engaged with men and this only turned her on more than her usual aroused state. She loved to hear the ‘dirty details’ of any encounters I had the more depraved the better she liked it.

Now I needed some relief after a long week at work I’d decided to get some relief on a fine sultry Friday night. I prepared myself, shaved my balls and arse, clipped on my cock-ring and ball spreader and poured myself into a torn pair of jeans. Boots and a loose shirt completed the outfit and I hit the road to travel the short drive to the park where I knew I’d get used.

The park is only a small affair near the port of a small town but it does have a deliciously isolated toilet block that allows you to hear anyone approaching as they crunch along the gravel pathway that leads between the dense spiky bushes from the car park. The toilet block only has two cubicles and a urinal along one wall, but it is usually frequented by men after dark with very few of the kids etc that frequent the area during daylight hours. Being a tourist town there are lots of chances for assignations with total strangers and this was what I was looking for. The graphics on the walls left no doubt as the use of the block even thought the council regularly painted over the scrawled bragging and begging it was soon replaced and business went on as usual.

The cubicles had a large hole between them as did the one furthest from the entrance where someone could stand out of sight in a dark corner and enjoy the activities of the room. I’d often watched or joined up to six men either in the cubicles or at the urinals late at night wanking, sucking and fucking. My preferred place was in the cubicle with two holes getting two holes filled!

The car park had quite a few cars in it but I knew most of the occupants would have strolled down to the pier away from the secluded toilets and only those who wanted some fun would venture near the locally notorious block after nightfall.

I made my way to the block as unobtrusively as possible, it was still early and I expected few to be there. I moved inside, allowing my eyes to adjust to the gloom, the lights were out and only natural illumination filtered through the door and the screened gap between the top of the walls and the roof.

Of course anyone there would have heard the tread of my boots on the path and I wasn’t to surprised not to see or hear the two men present until I’d unbuttoned and made as if having a piss. A slight moan gave them away.

I turned, leaving my hard cock out to peer into the dark corner behind me. No one was there so I stepped into this darkest corner of the block and looked into the cubicle. A man was on his knees his face against the hole in the opposite wall. From this distance it was obvious he was servicing a needy cock pushed through from the first cubicle.

I watched for a while quietly calling encouragement to the cock sucker. He seemed to enjoy the dirty talk and doubled and redoubled his efforts to suck the cock dry. The owner of the cock began to grunt and moan then I saw the sucker pull free and wank a huge cock across his face and catch thick splashes of cum on his tongue as the far man let out his loudest groan so far. He quickly withdrew his cock and I heard him zip up and leave.

The sucker turned towards me, staying on his knees, mouth open and cum splashed. He was idly pulling on a good sized cock. I pushed my cock through the hole and he swallowed me immediately. I have about 7” of uncut cock but he had it down to the balls in a flash, a slobbery sucking, licking cock hound. He sucked and slobbered around my excited cock better than any woman could ever imagine doing. I thought he’d suck my balls through the eye of my cock and couldn’t help squealing as I shot the biggest load of my life into his throat.

I sagged against the wall leaving my cack through the wall and he slowly pulled back allowing my slowly shrinking cock flapping in the cool night air. He’d occasionally lick the head and I began to revive, I can usually get it up a few times in pretty quick succession.

“My balls are blue and aching.” I heard him say. “Would you empty them for me?” he asked.

‘Would I.’ I thought and quickly turned around while dropping my trousers around my ankles. “Fill her up big boy.” I joked and before I’d even thought of how exposed I was standing in the open part of the toilets I was being entered.

His cock was a good size, a big head that pulled at my sphincter and long enough to ensure I knew he was up me. I pressed both hands against the wall in front of me and pushed my hole against the hole as hard as I could to let him get up me as far as his throbbing cock could reach.

I was fucking randy and careless and was soon urging him on louder than I realised. The combined sounds of his grunts and panting with my urging and pleading and the slopping of a loosening hole around a mushroom head was an aphrodisiac to both of us and soon we did it. We came at the same, noisy, wet time.

I don’t usually cum without some cock action but being as randy as I was and being plumbed by such an ideal cock had done it.

He pulled out and quickly left the toilet. I slowly pulled my trousers up and staggered outside. I slipped around the back of the toilets and stripped. I don’t know, to this day what came over me but I stripped off and waited for the next occupants.

I slowly stroked my cock just stopping short of cumming until I heard action in the toilets, two men had entered only minutes before and I could hear moaning and rhythmic bumping of the cubicle walls. I pushed my right fist up my arse and fucked in time to the rhythm of the action I could hear. My imagination and the danger of being caught made it all the more illicit and exciting. I punched my hole as hard as I could, grunts and slurping sounds announcing each entry I achieved. I stroked my cock and made myself last until I heard the toilet fuckers satisfying their lust and then joined then letting my semen squirt onto the outside wall, gleaming in the moonlight and tried to reach my tonsils, the hard way.

I was still there when the two men left and I watched them walk away before pulling my fist out of my arse and thrilling to the obscene sound of my arsehole slurping, the warm splash of mucus on my thighs and the ache of a used fuck hole. I leant against the wall while my heart stopped pounding and I caught my breath before licking my hand clean and pulling on my clothes.

One last task was left. I re-entered the toilet and licked around each glory hole to get the full taste of the cocks that had been through them. The taste of cock, semen and saliva had me hard again and I resolved that a night on the dildo was required. But that’s another story…

Rodeo Rough Riders

Hank climbed on the big black bull that was snorting in the pen. He placed his left hand securely under the rope and held on before giving a thumb up with his right hand. The gate opened and the big black bull leaped out of the pen to the cheering of the crowd. Hank focused on staying glued to the raging animal’s back as he rode it around the arena.

The seconds seemed to creep by slowly as the tall and limber rodeo rough rider hung on to back of the big black bull. His body jerked back and forth as the raging animal tried to throw him. When he finally heard the bell that told him that his eight seconds was over, he slipped his left hand out from under the rope and jumped off.

Hank landed hard but he managed not to break anything but his hat went flying off. He quickly got to his feet and starting running towards the nearest fence. The raging animal wasted no time in setting his sights on the rodeo rough rider. Hank pulled himself up and over the fence seconds before the big black bull took a swipe at him.

“That was a great ride,” he heard a familiar voice say.

He smiled at the sight of his best friend and lover, Paul, who was also a rodeo rough rider. His hat was returned by a rodeo clown and he gave his thanks.

“Your ride is going to be tough to beat,” Hank said as the pair waited for the scoring announcement.

They both hugged each other when they heard that his ride put him in second place behind Paul. They wanted the hug to last longer and end with a kiss but they were out in public so they settled for a pat on the back followed by a handshake. They watched the next three rodeo rough riders but none of them stayed on for the entire eight seconds that it took to score.

The pair went on their way to the winner’s circle and accepted the prizes. Hank won five thousand dollars while Paul received ten thousand and a trophy. They pretended to enjoy the scantily clad women that posed with them for the public relations pictures. Only a handful of people knew that the rough riders were gay lovers.

After the festivities of winning wrapped up, the pair went back to their hotel room and helped each other strip off their dusty clothes. Both men were in their early thirties and seen several years of riding the rodeo circuit. Hank had a scar from were a bull’s horn ripped open the skin under his left rib cage. Luckily for him, the horn did not puncture anything and the rip only needed a dozen stitches.

The rough riders were both tall and limber but Paul had a lighter shade of brown eyes and hair. Hank’s skin was also much tanner than that of his best friend and lover. Each of the rough riders kept their hair short and their pubic mounds shaved. Neither of them had very much body hair. The men stepped into the shower and Hank turned on the water. They soaped each other up while checking for bruises.

After rinsing the soap off, they embraced and kissed each other in the shower. Both of the cowboys were well hung and their members began to stiffen. The water was turned off and they stepped carefully out of the shower stall. They toweled each other off and walked to the bed.

Hank pulled the bedspread, blanket and top sheet off the bed. He then sat down on the bed’s edge and looked up into the other man’s light brown eyes.

“Congratulations on your win today,” the rough rider said.

Paul smiled and stepped close to his best friend and gay lover. His smile grew larger as he felt Hank’s lips wrap themselves around his swelling member. He let out a sigh of satisfaction as he received another great blowjob. Today’s win made his fourth one in a row.

Hank managed to take all the rough rider’s eight inch cock into his mouth. As he sucked, his fingers massaged the hairless balls. His throat muscles squeezed the purple glan and made the cock swell ever bigger.

After several moments of sucking Paul’s member, he slid his moist mouth off and climbed on the bed. He got on all fours and wiggled his butt.

“Time for another great ride,” he said with a mischievous grin.

“And this is the better of the two,” Paul said as he climbed on the bed.

He positioned himself behind Hank and spread his buttocks wide. He pressed his spit-covered glan against the quivering anus and gently pushed his way inside. Both of the rodeo rough riders let out a moan of pleasure.

Paul inched his eight inch cock deeper into his gay lover’s ass. He then proceeded to slowly fuck Hank’s asshole slowly. His hard cock went in and out of the anal cavity easily.

Hank’s member, swung freely between his legs. He moaned a few times as the hard cock went in and out of his asshole. He was used to the feeling since he had been on the receiving end for the last fourth wins. His luck would change soon and he would win first place.

Paul felt his pre-cum escape his cock and he increased the speed of his thrusting. He soon exploded deep inside his gay lover’s asshole. His hairless balls drained themselves of the precious fluid.

Hank felt the semen fill his anal cavity moments before his gay lover’s spent cock slipped out. The pair hugged and kissed before he found his hard cock inside his gay lover’s moist mouth.

Paul deep throated the seven inch cock until he felt the pre-cum slip down his throat. He pulled his mouth away just in time for the rough rider to explode on his face. He used his fingers to scoop it all into his mouth.

“Now let’s get a steak,” Hank said.

The rough riders dressed in their best clothes and went to the nearest steak house. They would have to be on the road tomorrow to head to the next rodeo and start the process all over again.

The three musketeers

Brock, Chris, and Cory had all been friends since elementary school. They were always close, nicknamed the 3 Musketeers by many of their peers. They each knew which girls the others liked, and they talked about everything. The three of these guys grew up in a small but nice town—one of those towns where the high school football team is the most popular thing around. Brock, Chris, and Cory just happened to be the stars of the team. All three of them had that real all-American, Abercrombie & Fitch look. Dusty blonde hair, tan skin, tall with athletic physiques. Of course, all the girls loved them.

One night it was beautiful weather and the football team had a big game. It was the championships, and it seemed like the whole town turned out to support. The bleachers were filled, and the team ran out on to the field running and screaming, their adrenaline rushing. The game was intense, and in the end, the home team won. Brock was named MVP, and Cory and Chris also received a lot of praise.

After being congratulated, the team headed back to the locker room. Like any typical bunch of guys, the locker room was a place to joke around, have fun, whip each other with towels, and talk about anything-especially sex. The kinds of things people said were “Dude, I went to the Bahamas with Courtney on spring break, and I totally got some hot ass everyday!” or “I was watching this porno, and man, this chick was fucking amazing. I came so hard watching her.” There were also all the guys who always had to brag about how big their dicks were and how small everybody else was.

The showers were definitely the place which all the guys loved most. It wasn’t that the team was gay, but they all knew each other so well they didn’t mind being naked around each other. They would smack each others asses and just do stupid shit like that. That night of the big game, everybody was pretty wiped out and wanted to just head home and sleep. Cory, Brock, and Chris all lived nearby one another, and they carpooled home. Brock’s parents called him though and told him that they were coming home from the city and they were stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic. They would not get there for over an hour. This was O.K. though—the three guys could just hang out and talk. Plus, this meant that they got extra shower time.

After showering, they wrapped towels around themselves and all took a seat. There were two benches right across from each other, and on one Chris and Brock sat, and on the other sat Cory, so they were all facing each other. The locker room was still filled with steam and it swirled around the guys. The three guys had their towels so that their faint, blonde treasure trails were running down and you could almost see the top of the pubic hair. They began talking, mostly about sports and stuff. Then they started talking about Brock’s girlfriend, and how often they have sex and is it good. They were all getting excited, and could see the tents in the towels start to rise.

Brock was telling them about his girlfriend’s tits and how round they were and the way she rubs them on his dick when she gives him head. “That’s it, I’m so horny” said Chris. Cory agreed. “Man, we still have over an hour to wait…I gotta get home and rub one off!” the other two laughed and nodded and said that what they were going to do too.

Then Brock said, “Hey…don’t get the wrong idea, but we could just jerk it here. I mean, we’ve all seen each others junk before” Cory and Chris both laughed, but then said “Hey, why not?!” They all stood up and took off their towels. Their hard dicks popped up and beads of water rolled down their firm chests, then down their muscular things and round, toned, smooth asses. They then sat again and simply started jerking off. The locker room was filled with moans and groans of pleasure. They started looking at each other, their hands all stroking their cocks up and down. It was getting them all even hotter. After several minute of this, Chris said, “what the hell…” and he got up and walked over to Brock. Brock smirked and took Chris’s cock in his hand. Cory watched, amazed, as Brock jerked off Chris. Then Cory, feeling left out, went over and took Brock’s big dick. “Just don’t tell anybody, and this will be great” said Brock.

They went on like this for a few minutes when finally Brock grabbed Chris’s ass and pulled him forward, shoving his cock into his mouth. Chris threw his head back in pleasure, only to meet Cory’s cock in his face. He replied by taking it in his mouth as well. The three of them remained like that, sucking each other off. Brock loved the feeling of having his mouth filled with a hard, pulsing cock. He felt the pre cum trickle into his mouth and down his throat. Then, overcome by excitement, her pulled Chris’s cock out of his mouth, stood up, and walked behind Chris, who was still blowing Cory. Cory watched as Brock circled behind Chris, his ass flexing when he stepped. With one hand, Brock grabbed Chris’s hip, and with the other he pushed down on Chris’s back, forcing him to bend over. Then he took his hand and spit on it and rubbed his cock with it. he started jerking off and kneeled down so his face was close to Chris’s ass. He spread his cheeks apart and dove his tongue into his asshole. The view of seeing Brocks face digging inside Chris’s hairless, smooth ass drove Cory crazy. Cory all of a sudden blew a load right into Chris’s mouth. Chris swallowed some of it, and the rest dribbled down his chin, neck, and chest.

Brock was still at work on his ass, but then stood up and aligned his dick with Chris’s asshole. He gently pushed forward so his dick head was just pressing into his ass. The, with one swift motion, Brock shoved his whole cock into Chris. Chris moaned…it felt amazing. Them Cory went underneath Chris and started sucking him off. Now Chris was being sucked and fucked. Brock was pounding Chris hard, pulling Chris’s shoulders as he thrust his cock in the tight hole. Then Cory saw Brocks face twist and tighten, and knew he was gonna come. He pushed Brock out of Chris and said, “Hey, not so fast.” Cory led Brock to a bench where Brock layed down on his back, his cock up in the air. Cory straddled Brock and slowly lowered his body until he was sitting on Brocks manhood. Cory bounced up and down with Brock inside him, and Chris straddled Brock’s head so that Brock was tea bagging him. Brock licked Chris’s balls and fucked Cory for a long time. He let his tongue swirl around each of Chris’s nuts and licked the line that runs up the middle of the ball sac. Chris couldn’t take it anymore and exploded cum all over Brock’s face, chest, and Cory’s back.

Once again, Brock’s big hard cock and the feeling of jizz running down his back sent Cory over the edge. He blew a second load onto Brock’s legs and the bench. Then Brock, who had been holding in a huge orgasm, finally screamed and let loose in Cory’s ass. His warm cum filled his ass and when he pulled Cory off him, cum was dripping out of him.

The 3 Musketeers all stood up and looked at each other, each one dripping with sweat and cum. They laughed when they heard Brock’s cell phone ring. “Yeah, we’ll be out in a minute” said Brock into the phone.

“I hope we make it to the championships again next season,” said Cory. They all laughed, got dressed, and walked out of the locker room.