transsexplanet

Lost and found chapter 1

2008-07-31T23:15:00.000-07:00

I rolled on my side and shoved my hands between my knees. I thought that I heard a sound but scrunched more deeply into the warmth of the blankets. Again the sound........ maybe the phone...........yeah, the phone. I reached out and snatched it, pulling it back into the warmth of the covers with me.

It felt cold next to my face. "Yeah?"

"You awake boss?"

"Oh fuck! Yeah Rosie. What's up?" I reached out with my other hand and turned on the light, the harsh glare making me close my eyes.

"Things are down big time in Europe and you've got a nice profit. You thinking of sitting on that or you want me to cash it in?"

I sat up in bed, finally waking up. "No. I wanna keep all of those short postions. I think we're gonna see a few weeks of this." I leaned my head back against the headboard of the bed and closed my eyes. "I think they wanna scare the crap out of everybody so I'm just gonna ride with it." I looked down at my dick sticking up, I pushed it down with my finger and then let it slap back up. Reaching down to the end of the bed I grabbed my bathrobe pulling it up and over my shoulders.

"Okay. You comin in?"

"Yeah Rosie, couple of hours, maybe less."

"See ya then boss."

"Later Rosie." I pushed the off button on the phone and laid it on the nightstand.

I wrapped my terrycloth bathrobe around me tight. The room felt cold and looking outside the day looked like it was going to be a typical November day, cold, overcast and depressing. Dried leafs were being blown across the barely visible yard. In the bathroom I peed and then stared at myself in the mirror.

"Asshole!" I thought. "Janet thinks you're an asshole, your kids think you're an asshole, not only an asshole but a pervert. Well, don't be unfair to Janet, she thinks you're a pervert too."

Looking at myself in the mirror I said out loud. "They're young. They'll come to feel differently."

I stepped on the scale then got off it and started to get into the shower when I realized that I hadn't even looked at my weight. I got outta the shower and weighed myself again. The same 180 pounds that it always is. I stepped back in front of the mirror and made a muscle. "Not bad, not bad at all."

In the shower I jerked off like I always did, wondering how many gallons of cum I had rinsed down this drain over the years. What if the markets in Europe rallied? You'll get creamed. They won't rally. They'll keep falling.

I shaved and walked naked back into my bedroom and then into my closet. I dug out a pair of boxers, slipped them on and then stepped into a pair of soft flannel slacks in a delicate gray, then a deep maroon shirt of very soft wool with long sleeves and a few inches of zipper at the throat. It occurred to me that I had never seen these clothes before. William in San Francisco just sent them. Every season he sends me clothes. I was suppose to send them back if I didn't like them but I never did because I'd feel stupid doing that and from time to time he'd call to see if I liked them and I always said yes and thanked him even though most of the time I didn't know what he'd sent. I had a lot of clothes.

The leather seats in the car were cold and I could see my breath. I pushed the button in the visor and the garage door went up and I pulled out into the cold morning. I looked at my house in the rearview mirror. It looked dead or sleeping or some shit like that, depressing. I knew that Ralph would be coming soon and then the house would come alive. Ralph had a way of doing that. When I got back, the house would be a home, bright with lights and a fire in the fireplace, Ella on the stereo and the smell of food cooking. Janet let me keep Ralph. Well the truth is that she didn't have a choice. He didn't like her, she had always been a bitch to him.

I drove down the blacktop road that led from my house to the main road, the cold of the road coming through in the sound of the tires on it. Things were pretty quiet, it was still early. Looking left and right I could see a few sets of headlights and taillights heading north and south. I turned the car south and brought it quickly up to highway speed. I love this car. I don't usually dwell much on material things but I love this car. I glanced at myself in the rearview mirror. "Bond, James Bond" I laughed out loud.

As I approached the Wisconsin Illinois border I saw the rest area and realized that I had to pee. I slowed the car and looked for cops. I needed to cut across the center strip of the highway to get easily to the rest area and that was illegal. The coast was clear and I swung into the area normally used only by the cops and headed north to the entrance to the rest stop. Well actually it was more than that. In warmer weather it served as a greeting center for people visiting the state and during warm weather the place would be crammed with tourists. They gave away maps and brochures and could really be pretty helpful but now that part of it was closed down and just the toilets were open, the main part of the building closed and shuttered. An old van was pulling out as I was pulling in.

I got out of the car and walked quickly under the bright floodlights to the john, the wind was cold and I was anxious to get back to the warm car. I pulled open the steel door and started walking to the urinals my footsteps echoing against the concrete block walls. I had never even thought to look at the stalls but now I could hear a sound coming from them. It was a gurgling sound and almost a whimper. I finished peeing and flipped my dick back in my boxers and cautiously looked over toward the stalls, I couldn't see anything at first but when I stepped back I saw something that looked like a bundle of fabric in the last stall. I tried to look in the stall without getting too close and then the whimpering sound again. I moved slowly to the door of the stall.

It was a man, or more accurately a boy. He was in dark, torn clothing and his black hair was matted with blood, his legs were splayed out at an odd angle. His right arm was on top of the toilet seat and his head layed against the gray concrete block wall. There was blood pumping out of his nose and draining out of his mouth. His face was badly bruised and beginning to swell. I must have said "Oh fuck!" out loud because he opened his eyes and looked at me with a look of complete horror. He held up his left arm as if to ward off a blow.

I held up my palms to indicate that I didn't intend to hurt him. "It's okay buddy, it's okay. I'm gonna help ya." I grabbed my cell phone and dialed 911. As I was explaining what I had found he was trying to stop me but since he couldn't move it consisted of plaintively waiving his left hand. Once I had closed the phone I looked at him and he dropped his hand in total defeat. Then looking right at me with tears in his eyes he said. "Hurts." His eyes were a bright blue and were electrifying even under these circumstances. I reached out slowly and lightly touched the top of his hand.

"You're gonna be okay." I gestured toward the door. "They're coming, you'll be okay."

He rolled his head slowly and looked up at me. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again. "Doesn't...........matter." There was another pulse of blood from his nose.

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The flashing lights of the ambulance were pulling away when the officer came over to me, the leather of his jacket creaking. "Mr. Palmer can we get your phone number? I don't suspect we'll need it but ya never know."

"Sure. I'm going to the office." I pulled out my wallet. "Here's my card. You can always get me through there." I turned to walk to my car but stopped and turned back.

"What's gonna happen to the kid officer?"

He was writing in a notebook and looked up. "They'll take him to the county hospital. I'll probably interview him there once they clean him up and stabilize him. It's hard to know if there's something seriously wrong with him. I don't think so, just a bad beating but we won't know till the doc's get a look at him." He looked directly at me. "You get used to it. I mean, I know that it's shocking, the violence, blood." His voice trailed off.

"What's the kids name officer?"

"No idea. No wallet, no ID of any kind and he wouldn't give us his name. He's terrified. When something like this happens, especially to someone young, it more than scary it takes a big emotional toll. They probably told him that they'd come back and get him. Some shit like that and they also probably rolled him."

Somehow I didn't think that that was it. There had been more than physical pain on the boy's face, a kind of agony of the spirit that seemed to go deeper.

A minute later I was back on the road on my way to the office but that face was before me. "Doesn't matter." Why would he say that unless there was so little to his life that it really didn't matter, that it really didn't matter whether he lived or died. Five more miles down the road I pulled over to the shoulder of the road and sat, thinking. Finally I tapped the accelerator and the car sprang forward. I turned hard left and drove through the center of the highway again and headed back. I picked up the car phone and called Rosie.

"Sweetheart, I need you to do some stuff." Rosie is my secretary, well, more my assistant. She's a black lady who's about 5'4" and about two hundred and fifty pounds. She's also got a brain that I'd put up against IBM's best.

"First of all, as we speak there's an ambulance headed for the county hospital. In it is a guy with black hair and blue eyes, maybe twenty years old, who's been beaten up. Call the hospital and see to it that he's taken care of. I'm on my way there but I want their best effort."

"Next call my doctor and have him recommend someone on the hospital staff to treat the kid, somebody good. And don't let him give ya that shit that they're all good. Next call Callin & Callin and have them send an attorney over there to represent the kid. The cops'll be talking to him and..............I just want him......... not to be alone." I took a breath.
"Any questions Rosie?"

She was clicking with her tongue at the thought of the violence involved. "Not about this but you got a second?"

"Sure Rosie."

"Well that dumbass real estate agent has been calling about that land. You want it?"

"Yeah but I don't wanna pay what they want."

"Boss," she said indulgently, "that's a given."

"Well.........get it for me Rosie, but cheap."

"But Rosie, this other stuff first. It's important."

"Boss, you can't see it but I'm already dialin."

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The wonderful thing about Rosie is that you don't have to spell things out for her. In a way it's a little scary, like she's reading my mind but the upside is worth it. As I was pulling up to the hospital so was the attorney from Callin & Callin. God only knew what Rosie had said to get a lawyer over here that quickly but it was the sort of thing she pulled off every day.

The guy saw me and was buttoning up his overcoat as he walked over holding out his hand. "You must be Mr. Palmer." We shook hands. "Your secretary said to look for a blond guy in a BMW. I'm Michael Worthington."

"You made good time." He was a nice looking guy, dark brown hair cut fairly short and warm brown eyes or maybe hazel.

"I was already up," he smiled, "ready to leave for the office anyway."

We started walking to the emergency room entrance. "Somebody beat this kid, beat em pretty bad. The kid is scared, won't even give his name. I have no reason to believe that he did anything or is guilty of anything but I want you there to protect him."

"Can I ask what the connection is? I mean between you and the kid?"

I looked at him for a second, wondering. "No connection." I thought of those blue eyes. "I just found him."

I stopped just as we were approaching the nurses stand in the emergency room. Michael kept walking for a second before he realized that I had stopped then he walked back to me. "Problem?"

"You go. Do the lawyer thing and then come and tell me. I'll," I looked around, "I'll be in the coffee shop."

I followed the signs to the coffee shop and was working on my second cup when Michael slid in to the other side of the booth. He had an odd look on his face and he raised his hand almost like he wanted to stop the very words coming out of his mouth.

"Mr. Palmer, I'm so sorry but...........the boy is dead." He hurried on. ‘They don't know why yet.......... His words just trailed off.

The words made me feel like I had walked into a fog, an ice blue, acid fog. "Oh. Oh god." I dropped my eyes to the table. "I should have stayed with him. He said it didn't matter and I should have known." I looked up into Michael's eyes. "If I had stayed with him I could have made him hang on...........I. You see? I coulda stopped him. He said that it didn't matter what happened to him but I coulda made him understand that people cared." I closed my eyes and all that I could see was the boys face with those blue eyes staring at me, burning into my brain, asking why I didn't stay with him. I wasn't really aware of the fact that I was dropping my forehead to the table but then I could feel my head resting on my hands. I felt certain that I could hear someone crying in the distance, like maybe down the hall, sobbing uncontrollably. Then Michael was pulling me out of the booth.

I felt more devastated then when my Dad died, worse than the divorce or even when my kids told me they hated me. How did that boy become so important to me? What had I invested in his existence that I didn't realize that I had?

I felt Michael's hands on my arms and then he was gently pulling me out of the passenger side of his car, supporting me and walking me to his townhouse. It was so quick he must live only a minute or two from the hospital. I could still hear the crying and it was getting louder. I felt Michael sit me down on a sofa and then he wasn't there and then he was back and gave me a damp towel but it was like I didn't know what to do with it it was just lying in my hands and the Michael took it and wiped my face. I was beginning to feel like I was coming back together and I knew that I was the one crying but it was beginning to stop. I could feel Michael gently put his arm on my back and then he pulled me to him, I was actually half lying against him, his left arm was around me and I think that I had finally stopped crying although every minute or so I would be slammed with another wave of emotion and it would start again but only for a few seconds.

"Fuck Michael, I'm so sorry! You couldn't have figured on me going nuts. I sure didn't."

Michael spoke tentatively. "I thought maybe you..........and the boy were like boyfriends..........or something."

I looked at him blankly. "How did you know that I was gay?"

"Your divorce. The whole state knows that you're gay."

"Shit." I rubbed my eyes with my hands. "I keep forgetting. Your question, attitude, this mean that you're gay too?"

"Yep, queen city."

"Michael, I'm so sorry this, happened? I don't ever collapse like this!"

"It's okay, I liked holding you. I liked that you cared enough about a stranger to react like this."

I twisted around so that I could look at Michael, there was a slight smile on his face. "That a come on?"

"Well, kinda. The firm frowns on fraternizing with clients so I'm kinda taking a chance. I'm hoping that if you don't go for me at least you won't rat on me."

"Michael, convince me that I'm not to blame for that kids death."

"You already know that you're not."

"Why do I feel so fucking horrible?"

"Well, it is horrible but it isn't a horror that you caused or could have changed. You were just a witness, not really a participant."

"I won't rat on you Michael. I mean regardless, I wouldn't rat on you but would you come to my house tonight for dinner? I need to be with another gay guy for a while. Does that make any sense? I can't be emotional with straight people like I can a gay guy." I didn't know how to explain, without feeling like a fool, that after the emotional breakdown that he had just helped me through, that I felt a closeness to him that I couldn't remember having felt for anyone else.

Michael wrapped his arm just a bit more tightly around my chest. "Is this like a date dinner or more like client and lawyer dinner?"

"Date dinner, slash, getting to know you better dinner. But look just because I'm a client...........I mean, don't attach any significance to that. Don't feel like it's something ya gotta do because that's not the case. "

"Well, in that case, what time should I be there?"

"Early. Whenever you can get there or wanna be there." I put my hand over Michael's. "And dress casual, not GQ coverboy casual but comfortable like you'd wanna be at home."

Michael smiled at me. "You don't like coverboys?"

"I guess they're okay when they're on covers but I wanna know the real Michael. I need to be with a real person right now." Michael bent his head and buried his nose in my hair.

"Why does your hair smell so good?"

I kinda laughed. "I dunno. It could be that stuff they send me. I think that's what I've been putting on it."

Michael rolled his eyes. His eyes were hazel and kind and he spoke with exquisite softness and also a gently huskiness to his voice. "You know, I think it's like a law that gay guys gotta know what they use on their hair. How can you not know that?" He slightly raised an eyebrow and there was a sexy crinkling at the corner of his eye.

"Well see I got this guy in San Francisco. He works at that big men's store there. I can never think of the name, it's right by Union Square. Well anyway, years ago I got this guy to do like my shopping for me, like for clothes and stuff and even toiletries. God I hate shopping. Anyway in the spring and the fall William, that's his name, sends me clothes for whatever season is coming up and also this shaving stuff and hair stuff. He said to send back whatever I don't like but I usually just keep it. I know Ralph clips off the tags and hangs the stuff up."

"Ralph?" Michael said a little loudly.

"He worked for my Dad, he's kinda old. After dad died Ralph just came to work for me. He's great! He takes care of the house and cooks and stuff." I felt it coming and lowered my head. "Oh!"

Michael reacted instantly. "What? You okay?"

"The boy! Oh god!" Michael pulled me against his chest and kissed my forehead.

"Hang on. It'll pass. Remember, you were only a witness. You are not to blame."

"Keep telling me. I wanna believe it."

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"He's dead Rosie. The boy died." At this point I sure was no judge of how my voice was sounding but probably not good. "I let the ambulance take him but I shoulda stayed with him."

"Boss, I just talked to the hospital and that boy died of internal injuries. That's what the doctor told me and I questioned him plenty about it too. There ain't nothing you coulda done and you did a damn site more than most people woulda done."

"Rosie I want you to hire detectives. I want to know why. I want to know who did that to the boy."

Rosie was silent for a few seconds. "I'll do it right away boss but..............talk to Michael about it.............for me."

"Rosie, how the hell do you know about Michael?"

"Boss you ask me to send an attorney for ya you gotta know that I'm gonna know somethin about him."

"You know he was gay?"

"Hmmmm. Well, I didn't know, not exactly."

"What do ya know about him?"

‘Well let's see. He's twenty-nine, never married, brown hair, hazel eyes, bout six feet tall, looks to be about your weight, went to law school at the University of Chicago and he specializes in mergers and acquisitions. I was a little disappointed in that but I couldn't find a criminal lawyer and such short notice."

"I don't suppose you know what he likes to eat, he's comin to dinner tonight?"

"Boss that's a set up for cheapass joke so I'm just sayin he'll be happy with whatever Ralph fixes you guys."

I laughed for the first time in hours. "Rosie I'm goin home. I gonna take a nice hot bath and relax."

"Whatever you need to do but if it was me I'd wait and take that bath with Michael."

"Oh lord, good bye Rosie!"

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"Ralph, there'll be another person for dinner." I dropped my car keyes in the bowl in the kitchen.

"Yes sir. Rosie already called me." Ralph's voice, as always, was calm and modulated. "I thought a nice stuffed roasted chicken with oven roasted potato's, asparagus and a tossed salad with sautéed pecans and feta cheese. And I have a few baguets of French bed from that new bakery."

"God that sounds wonderful Ralph!" My muscles felt sore from the tension of the day. "I'm gonna have a martini and a hot bath."

"Sir you go ahead and I'll bring you in the martini."

"Thanks Ralph." I took a few steps and then turned back to him. "Ralph how the hell does that woman keep all this stuff in her head?"

Ralph laughed. "Sir, she been like that since she was a little girl. She started working for your dad when she was sixteen and when he saw what he had there he made her go to school.' He laughed again and shook his head slowly. "She sure is somethin."

I had just slid into the hot soapy water when the intercom buzzed. "Sir, Michael Worthington is here for you."

"Ask him what he likes to drink Ralph and send him up."

Moments later Michael stood at the doorway looking at me. "I had hoped to get you pretty much into this position but I thought it was gonna take longer."

I laughed. "Okay, strip down and get in." Michael was wearing jeans a green sweatshirt and loafers.

"You are kidding?"

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"Nope. Okay, I do promise not to look until you get into the water and the tub is big enough for four."

"What about Ralph?" Michael had kicked off his shoes and was stripping off his socks.

"Ralph won't bat an eye. Besides it's his problem." Michael had pulled his sweatshirt off over his head. Nice chest, a little hairy.

He unzipped his jeans and I could see the white of his underwear. "Okay, you promised that you wouldn't look. I feel dumb enough already."

I laughed. "Okay, okay, I'm covering my eyes." I put my hands over my eyes and could first hear Michael pulling off his jeans and then felt him getting in the tub.

After he was settled across from me I dropped my hands and looked at him. "Boy did I wanna cheat!"

Michael laughed and looked down for a second.

There was a discreet knock on the door and then Ralph came in with two glasses and a small pitcher of martini's. Ralph's face was a study in nonchalance. "Sir dinner should be ready in less than an hour." Then added delicately. "I'll buzz you on the intercom."

"Thanks Ralph."

Michael looked up rather sheepishly and also said. "Yes, thanks Ralph."

I reached over and poured us each a drink. Handing Michael his I said. "Don't talk, don't even think until you've had this."

Michael laughed, took his drink and leaned back in the tub. My bathtub is huge, you could easily fit four people in it. I took a strong swallow of my drink and laid my head back against the tub closing my eyes. In a little while I felt movement in the water and when I opened my eyes Michael was sitting next to me rather than across from me.

He gave me a lopsided grin. "I got lonely over there."

Reaching down into the water with his right hand he laced his fingers through mine. I thought for a second that I might start to cry again but it passed.

I looked at Michael. "Thanks for being there today. I couldn't have gotten through it without you."

"I was glad to help. I've seen you from time to time when you've come into the office." He turned his head shyly back toward the water. "I always wanted to meet you but well, it just never happened." Then he seemed to think of something and said. "I don't mean that I wanted to meet you for business. It's just that when I moved here from the Chicago area I didn't know anyone and working where I work it's not like I can go running around to the bars." He looked at me with his brow furrowed and a vulnerable look on his face. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm lonely."

I looked at Michael and then quickly looked away, when I looked back I said. "I don't think that you're gonna have that problem anymore."

He never took his eyes from mine but asked. "Jeff, since we're sitting here together naked would you mind if I kissed you?"

I spoke softly. "I'd like that. Actually I think that I really need that."

Michael slid his right hand slowly behind my back and then reached over me with his left hand and pulled my face towards him while he moved toward me. As his lips were touching mine I could feel his left leg slide between my legs and our cocks press together. His arms around me were strong and the kiss was deep and confident. In a minute or so he pulled his head back and stared into my eyes.

He spoke quietly, his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine. "You know, you can let go if you want. If you need to cry or scream or anything in between, it's okay. Or if you just want me to hold you." He smiled. "It's not like I don't want to anyway."

I swung my right leg over Michael so that I was straddling him, we both had hardon's and we both ignored them. I laid my chin on Michael's shoulder while sitting in his lap facing him.

"It's just that he had his whole life ahead of him and the more that I think of it he knew that he was dying and he said that it didn't matter." I lifted my head and looked at Michael. "Didn't matter! I wanna hire detectives to find out what happened but Rosie said that I should talk to you first."

Michael looked puzzled. "Rosie?"

"She's the lady that talked to you this morning."

"Oh god! My interview for a job with the firm was easier. What does she do for you?"

"Geez, Rosie does everything. I mean we've got about twenty people with the company but Rosie.......well, first she's my assistant but that doesn't do her justice. I don't know what she said to you this morning but I can imagine. But look at it this way, isn't that what you'd want done for you?" I smiled at him. "Besides, she likes you."

"You're fucking kidding? She likes me? But she doesn't even know me and she sure didn't sound like she liked me this morning."

I laughed and told him the statistics that Rosie had on him. "But she didn't know you were gay. And she doesn't know how good a kisser you are, although she's probably already made and educated guess at that. When I told her I was going home and take a hot bath she suggested that I wait and take it with you." I laid my head back and turned it toward Michael. "Also she and Ralph form a network. It may sound weird but it's kinda comforting. By the time I got home Ralph already knew that some deep shit had happened and he was planning a comfort food dinner. And like sometimes I'll have to meet with investors in a more formal way and then Ralph will have laid out whatever I need to wear. They communicate."

The intercom buzzed and I reached over Michael to press the button. "Sir, the dinner is ready and I've just placed it in the warming oven. Sir, if you don't mind serving yourselves I'll be headed home."

"Thanks Ralph, hi to Harriet."

"Good night sir."

After I clicked off the intercom Michael wrapped his arms around me and pulled my head down for another kiss, his head tilted and his tongue deep in my mouth.

I pulled my head back. "God you taste good." I stood up and taking Michael by the hand pulled him gently out of the tub. "Time to eat." When I looked at the wall where my bathrobe usually hangs I had to laugh. There were now two bathrobes hanging there. I showed Michael. "See, they network."

On our way to the kitchen I gave Michael a tour of the house. "This area where my bedroom is also contains my office and a workout room." We walked further down the hallway until we were next to the front door. I pointed left. "All the way down is the living room, over here to the right is the rec room. You can also get to the kitchen that way. Pointing at the stairs just to our left. "These take you up to a few spare bedrooms. Of course when I had the kids here they used two of them." As we walked on past the front door, "dining room to our right and right ahead of us is the way that you came in. To the right leads to the side door, laundry room and garage and to the left the kitchen."

Michael was shaking his head slowly. "Holy shit this place is big!" There was an odd tone to his voice.

"Michael, my dad started The Palmer Company a long time ago. It was a successful business when I was a little kid and then after I got outta college he brought me into the company and taught me." I took Michael's hand while I was talking. "Not counting today, I work really hard. There are a lotta people who depend on me, employees and investors and I take it seriously. But I guess the point that I'm making is that the hard part was done for me. So don't be too impressed."

Michael turned to me and smiled, then he slowly opened my bathrobe and wrapped his arms around my naked body and pulled me to him. "Ya know, for a rich kid, you're a pretty nice guy."

"Awe shucks, you're just tryin to get into my pants."

Michael dropped his hands lower until they were on my butt. "But your not wearin any pants."

"Then you're tryin to get into my.......................maybe we better eat."

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The kitchen table looked like a chicken had exploded on it and Michael and I were leaning back in our chairs. "I can see why you like Ralph. Everything he cook this good?"

"Pretty much."

"What was that sauce?"

"Ahhhh, I think he just adds wine to the pan and boils it all down and then adds heavy cream."

Michael grabbed his waist. "Cream! Heavy cream! I must have had a cup of that!"

I tilted my head to the side and smiled. "Michael, you have a, what, thirty-four inch waist and sixpack abs. I think you can handle the cream." I got up and walked over to Michael and straddled his lap facing him, we still had on our bathrobes but had long since quit worrying about whether or not they were closed. "How about some coffee in the living room?"

Michael reached down and while gently cupping my balls looked up into my eyes. "How about some cock in the living room?"

"Nope I'm saving the cock for later, now it's coffee time." I got up and pulled him up. We poured a couple of mugs of coffee and walked into the living room. The fireplace was lit and I turned on some quiet music. The logs in the fireplace had burned down since Ralph had started them and Michael and I threw a couple more on, poking them until they lit.

We were cuddled together on the sofa with the only light coming from the fireplace and a small lamp in the corner of the room. Michael pointed at the piano and asked. "You play?"

"No, my mom does. I took lessons for years but don't remember a thing."

"Where's your mom live?"

"She's got a house in town but she goes to Florida in October and doesn't come back until May." I smiled at him. "Don't worry, she won't walk in. Since the whole gay thing became common knowledge she gives me a lotta space. She's gotten very close to my ex-wife, which of course gives her access to the kids."

Michael sat up a bit. "That's right, I forgot about the kids."

"They're trying to do the same with me."

Michael was leaning his head on his hand and put the other one on my chest. "How you dealin with that?" His eyes were echoing the flames in the fireplace.

I covered his hand with mine. "Not much I can do about it right now. It seems like everything that I try to do only makes things worse. So I'm just kinda laying back. I call them a couple of times a week and am mostly met with silence but I'm hoping that eventually they'll realize that I'm doing it because I do care. Anyway, right now I'm the asshole pervert that ruined their lives."

Michael put his hand on the side of my face and turned it to him. "That's not the guy I saw today. The guy I met today is a kind, smart, loving guy, not an asshole and sure as hell not a pervert." He smiled. "Okay, so maybe a little bit of a pervert." I gave him a dirty look. "Hey ya knew me for a half a day and you're taken a bath with me!"

"Well you shit!" I pushed Michael backwards so that he was lying on his back on the sofa. I climbed on top of him and pushed his arms back against the cushions. "Ya know it's not like you fought too hard to keep your clothes on!"

Michael was laughing. "You do realize that you're sitting with your naked butt on top of a dick that has been hard for the last three hours?"

I bent forward laying my chest on top of Michael's and my face next to his buried in his neck. "You saved me today............and I don't just mean because of the death of the boy. You brought something into my life that's never really been there. I thought that it was there with Janet but I know now that that was just something I hoped was there, it was never real." I pushed myself up so that I could look Michael in the eye. "But..............don't let me push you into something you don't want. I can do that sometimes. If you want to be just friends that's okay but I'm hoping it'll be more than that."

Michael pulled my face back down to his and kissed me and then rolled me off to the side so that we were lying face to face. He was rubbing the back of his knuckles over my chest.

He spoke very softly but firmly. "When I was a sophmore in college I was walking down the hall in the dorm one evening and it suddenly hit me that all those feelings that I had been having for men my whole life meant that I was a faggot. Not gay, because I didn't think in those terms then but a faggot. I went to bed and stayed there for two days.

I was afraid to be around other guys because maybe they'd know, so as soon as I could, I got an apartment off campus. During the day I went to school and was just a normal college guy and at night I would come home, eat and then take the gun that I bought outta my dresser, cock it and sit on the sofa watching TV with it in my lap, hoping to get up the guts to pull the trigger. I can remember that the mornings were the worst, when you're almost awake but not quite and you can't really feel anything yet and I'd think that maybe I had dreamt it and that I was really straight and then it would all come back to me in a wave, a sickening wave. Well, that went on for almost a year and then one day something just changed. I made the decision to live."

"Not that everything got better, because it didn't. I was still a self-imposed loner, because I didn't know if I could trust myself or anyone else. But somehow I made it through college and became a lawyer and then things got a bit easier. I was living in Chicago and working for the law firm that I had interned at and I even got the occasional blowjob. And when I say blowjob that's just what I mean, I didn't kiss because, I realize now that that would have been proof that I was gay and I sure as hell didn't reciprocate."

"Anyway, fast forward. Joel Callin, who I went to school with calls me outta the blue and asks me to come to Madison for an interview. Long story short, I get the job. So now I'm an attorney and I find that I've got a flair for M&A and Callin & Callin treat me pretty good but I'm still lonely as fuck. Then comes your divorce, biggest, messiest, divorce the state has ever seen and then one day I see you walking in to Mr. Callin's office and I think, damn that's a cute guy and he looks normal, nobody would know that guy was gay except for this shit. From then on I made it my business to find out when you might be coming into the office because every time I saw you it was like there was hope." Michael's eyes were glistening but his voice was firm. "Then comes today, Rosie calls the office and the call gets forwarded to me at home. She gives me the third degree for about five minutes and tells me to get my butt over to the hospital.........and well, the rest you know."

"So Jeff, this isn't something you're pushing me into," he touched my face with his finger tips, "this is my dream." Michael looked at me with a worried look. "God, don't tell me that all this shit has freaked you out!"

I kissed Michael quickly on the lips. "You're not freaking me out! What about your parents? You know about mine."

"I really didn't freak ya?"

"Nope. Okay, come on, parents, give!"

"Well, mom and dad are both alive and living in Chicago. They deal with my being gay by never, and I do mean never, ever, mentioning it. It's like it doesn't exist. As far as their concerned I'm a straight guy who's taking a break from sex, just waiting for the right girl to come along."

I rolled forward and kissed Michael lightly again. "Are you sure that we can rule that one out?"

Jeff pulled my head to his, laying his cheek against mine. "Michael, I've never had a sexual thought about a woman but I've had a hardon for at least half the time that I've spent with you this evening."

I gave Jeff a look and then slowly got up taking him with me. Never letting go of his hand, I flipped off the living room lights and pulled him with me to the bedroom. "You are staying tonight aren't you?"

"Well I.............you gotta promise me that you'll get me up early. I mean I can't go to work in jeans."

"You could probably wear my stuff. We're about the same size." Michael got a panicky look on his face. "Don't fucking worry! I'll get ya up."

I took off my bathrobe and dropped it on the end of the bed as I was walking to the other side. When I turned to get into bed Michael was staring at me with an odd look on his face. "What?"

"God you've got a beautiful butt."

I laughed. "Yours isn't bad either and I wouldn't mind you getting to know mine a lot better." Michael and I slid under the covers at the same time and met in the middle of the bed. We kinda slid into each other, entwining our legs and wrapping our arms around each other. Michaels head was resting on my right upper arm, we were kissing and moving our bodies against one another. I ran my left hand slowly down until it was on his lower back, I moved on to his butt and marveled at the smoothness.

Michael's mouth was working on my neck and he was having an incredible affect. The kisses, the small bites and long licks on my neck just below my ear were driving me crazy, my body twisting, seemingly of it's own accord in response to his mouth and tongue.

Michael worked his way in between my legs with his and I just naturally wrapped my legs around his waist. His tongue was down my throat and the tip of his cock kinda just naturally positioned itself at my asshole.

Michael had worked around to my ear and whispered. "I've never done this but I think that I really need to fuck you. I know, I know........maybe it's too soon but god I wanna be in you." His right hand was caressing my shoulder and neck while his mouth work on the other side.

I was almost gasping for breath. "Condoms, lube, in the nightstand." I took Michael's face in both of my hands. "Go slow! I've done this before but it's been a long time."

Michael kissed me hard. "I promise babe! Honest to god I won't hurt ya!"

He was kneeling between my legs with his cock sticking practically straight up and a happy puppy look on his face. I took the condom out of his hand and tore the foil open with my teeth. I looked up at him. "Never done this?"

Michael was practically quivering with excitement and the precum was really beginning to flow. "No, guys would ask me to but I guess I thought that it was too much of a commitment. And anyway I didn't think things could get much better than a blow job."

I scooped up some of his precum and rubbed it up and down his cock along with a little lube. "But now you want to?"

A shiver ran through his body as I rolled the condom down onto his cock. "God yes! I want you!"

"Michael, I want you to put your hands under my knees and push them back against my chest and I'll guide you in. But remember, slow!" He was slowly pushing my knees up and I guided his cock to my butt. I pushed out while he was pressing in and it hurt like hell for the first few seconds but once the head of his cock was in it got better quick.

My hands were on Michaels knees and he was responding well to my controlling him that way. As his cock began move into me and once I got past the pain I looked up at Michael and his eyes were closed and for just a split second I could see the little boy that he would have been years before, a look of perfect bliss on his face.

"A little deeper Michael. That's it." His balls were beginning to slap against my ass. "Oh fuck that's good! Harder!"

His eyes snapped open and he looked down at me. "It's okay? You're sure?"

"Oh fuck yes!" I raised my head and pulled him down so that we could kiss. "Oh man! Fuck my ass!"

Michael was becoming more aggressive as he gained confidence and now his dick was slamming into me, creating an unbelievable sensation. I reached down and started beating myself off. He reached down and cupping my face in his hands buried his tongue down my throat. "I'm getting close!"

"Cum inside me! I wanna know that you're shooting your load in me!

Michael made a little whimpering sound and then said. "Jeff, I'm fucking cumming! Oh fuck!" He straightened up, holding just my ankles and his body went rigid, his head flew backward and then forward, his chin on his chest.

I was whipping my cock and knowing that he was filling the condom in my ass with his cum brought me off just seconds after Michael came. Michael watched me shoot and then, tentatively at first, he reached out and started to spread my cum around my chest with his hands.

Finally Michael slowly pulled his cock out of my ass and sat back on his heels. He had a dazed, exhausted look on his face. My cum was on his hands and he stared at them and then rubbed the cum onto his chest. I reached into the nightstand for a towel and pulled the full condom off of his cock and wiped his dick and then his chest. He gently took the towel from me and lying next to me, wiped the cum off of my chest.

I rolled on my side to face him and I felt like we were really seeing each other for the first time. Michael looked different, relaxed, happy and something more.

He leaned forward a bit and put his right hand behind my neck and then bent and kissed me. "Thank you."

I smiled at him. "You're welcome."

His fingertips were moving over my face. "That's like the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Wanna do it again?"

He laughed. "I take it that you liked it?"

"Yeah I did. The last time that I got fucked it hurt like you wouldn't fuckin believe and the guy that was doing didn't give a damn about me. But this time............it was sooo different. Maybe just knowing that it was you." I kissed him. "This time it felt...........fucking incredible!"

Michael laid his head on my chest. "You're fucking incredible!"

I reached over and turned the light off. "We probably should take a shower but fuck it." I turned on my left side pulling Michael with me so that he was spooning me. My head was on his upper arm and his right arm held me to him. I covered it with my own.

from mygaystories

Box Boy

2008-05-17T03:14:00.000-07:00

Jeremy looked up while bagging the groceries and saw the
two attractive women buying groceries as they normally did about
four in the afternoon.  He found then very attractive.  One was a light
colored shinned black girl and the other was a tall dark haired white
girl.  They both had stunning figures.  Being a rather innocent fifteen
year old boy he could not tell just how large their breasts were but to
him they were huge.

 They both flashed him big grins as he bagged their groceries.
They flirted wit him as he finished bagging their groceries.  The black
girl used her credit card to pay the bill.  He had been placing their
bags in a shopping cart and he offered to take their groceries to
their car for them.  The girls thanked him and he followed then to
their car.  They were driving a flashy brand new Mustang convertible.
The trunk could not hold all of the bags so he had to put some in the
back seat.

 When he put the last gag into the car and put the passenger
seat back up the white girl gave him a big tip and told him that he
was so sweet looking that she would love to take him home and
fuck his brands out.  The black girl was getting into the car and
buckling up the seat belt as she inserted the key.  She flashed the
teenager a big smile and said, "If you come home with us some time
we would both fuck you to death."

 Jeremy blushed like the school boy he was and jogged back
to the store.  The middle aged woman working the register teased
him about having a crush on the two of them that only made him
blush more.  He did know that he had a boner in his pants.  He had
to check the front of the heavy canvas apron to see if it showed.

 He had gotten the job in hopes of saving enough money to
buy a used car when he was old enough to get his drivers license.
He was a very nice looking young man.  His sandy brown hair had a
natural wave.  A lock of his hair was always falling down over his
forehead when he lowered his head.  He was always flipping his
head backwards to put the wave back in place.

 He got to know that the black girl was named Vanessa and
the white girl was named Heather.  When he asked them what they
did for a living he was not surprised when they told him that they
were show girls.  They flirted with him shamelessly.

 One afternoon they told him that they had Mondays off.  They
offered to take him home with them after he got off work.  The
thought of getting to ride in a new Mustang would have been enough
to thrill him t death but being able to visit with such attractive girls
was enough to give him a boner hard enough to make his balls hurt.

 When he got off work he expected that they would not be
there to pick him up.  He exited the front door as the manager
locked up the place.  He didn't expect to see the red Mustang in the
parking lot.  He did take a quick look around the lot hoping to see
the car.  As he expected the only cars in the lot belonged to the
clerks and manager.  He felt disappointed and heard for the street
to walk home.  Just as Jeremy reached the sidewalk and was about
to turn the corner the red Mustang pulled up to the curb along side
of him.  The window came down and he approached the car.

 His heart was pounding in his chest as he knelt down to look
in the open window.  It was Vanessa behind the wheel.  She said,
"Hello honey.  Do you want to come home with me?"

 Jeremy blushed as he opened the car's door and got in.  He
was pulling the seat belt across his body as she pulled away from
the curb.  Vanessa reached over the consol and gave his leg a
squeeze.  Jeremy had never had sex with anyone before.  Up to that
date he had spent his nights masturbating with fantasies of having
sex with girls at school until he met the show girls.  Now he would
jack-off picturing them naked and him having sex with them.

 When they arrived at their condominium she used a remote
to open the security gate and it closed behind them as they pulled
into the underground parking lot.  Vanessa came around the car and
laced her arm through Jeremy's right arm as she led him to the
elevator.  As the door closed behind them she was all over him.  She
lifted on leg and wrapped it around his hip and she wrapped her
arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the mouth.  She was
driving her tongue into his mouth.

 He smelled her expensive perfume as she kissed him.  He
also felt his cock pressing against the front of his jeans.  He felt self-
conscious about the way his cock was behaving.  He did wrap his
arms around her body and return her kiss.

 When the aerator came to a stopped and the door opened
they disengaged and she led him by the hand down the hall to the
door of one of the condos.  When she rang the bell the door opened
by the white girl named Heather.  She ushered him in and took his
jackets from him as she showed him around.

 The condo was furnished very nicely.  The think looked like it
should be in a magazine the way it looked.  He was just taken back
by the pictures of naked men on the walls.  The girls sat him on the
middle of the sofa.  They were all over him.  They were feeling him
up and taking turns kissing him.

 Heather suggested that she get him a drink.  She got up and
fixed then drinks while Vanessa continued to make out with the
teenager.  He was thinking to himself, "How could I be so lucky."

 When Heather came back she had three tall glasses in her
hands.  She offered him one and then one to Vanessa.  Then she sat
back down next to him and took a sip of her drink.  Jeremy could
smell the alcohol in his drink.  It was a whisky and Coke over ice.  He
had never had that much to drink before.  It tasted strong on the
first sip.  The second sip didn't taste that strong.  By the time he
finished his drink his cheeks were tingling.

 This time it was Vanessa's turn to get up and make the drinks
while Heather made out with the teenager.  The boy was feeling up
the large breasts while they kissed.  They had to stop when Vanessa
returned with the drinks.

 They sipped their drinks while the girls felt him up.  He was
feeling pretty good by the time he finished the second drink.  The
two girls allowed him to pull their breasts out of their dresses.  They
were truly beautiful breasts.  Jeremy was playing with Vanessa's
golden brown breasts with the chocolate colored areolas.  He was
sucking on the nipples while the two girls were stripping all of his
clothes off of his body.  When he was totally naked it was Heather
that was paying the most attention to Jeremy's cock.  He had a
pretty good sized circumcised cock.

 Heather put her full lips over the head of the boy's cock and
wrapped he right hand around the shaft of his cock.  She
masturbated him while she used her tongue to swab the head of his
cock.  She only removed her hand long enough to stuff all of his cock
into her mouth.  She pressed her nose against his pubic hair.  She
was truly an expert at giving blowjobs.  She skillfully brought him
right to the edge of a climax and then stopped.  She told him that
she wanted him to last as long as possible before he climaxed.  Of
course Jeremy wanted her to finish making him cum because his
balls almost hurt for want of a climax.

 He wanted to see the women naked but Vanessa stopped
him from slipping his hand too far up her dress.  She pulled his head
away from her nipple and looked him in the eyes as she said,
"Before we go any farther you have to promises that you never tell
anyone what you are about to find out about us."

 Jeremy was confused but in his horny state he would have
agreed to anything, "Use!"

 Vanessa said, "No Baby.  You have to give us your word not to
tell anyone what we are going to show you."

 Jeremy said, "I promise never to tell anyone what I find out
about you!"

 With that stood up and reached behind her back to unfasten
the back of her tight red dress.  The skirt hardly covered half of her
thighs.  Jeremy was fascinated by her beautiful body.  She struggled
to pull the dress down and over her hips.  The breasts had been
resting over the top of the bodice of the dress and as she bent over
to step out of the dress the large breasts swayed freely.  If anything
they looked even better.  Vanessa could have been a Playboy
centerfold.  She only had on sexy panties, nylons and high heels.
Jeremy's eyes were glued on her middle as she began to roll the
panties down.

 Heather had returned to sucking on his cock as he watched
Vanessa doing her striptease.  His cock was as hard as a rock.  He
was the little patch of curly dark hair on the pubis being exposed.
Then she stepped out of the panties.  The teenager watched as she
stood there with her legs tightly closed.  Then she ran her manicured
fingers through her pubic hair.  Then she slipped her hand between
her legs as she spread her legs widely.  She reached far enough
between her legs that she had to lean forward enough that her big
breasts filled Jeremy's eyes again.  Then she straightened up pulling
her hand out from between her legs and pulled a very impressive
cock from between her legs.

 Jeremy could not believe that this beautiful girl actually had a
cock larger than his.  The cock was darker in color than her body and
the circumcised scar was almost as red a white man's.  The head
was a chocolate brown color and large.  The only thing different from
most boys Jeremy had seen was that Vanessa's scrotum was the
black wrinkled sack was no larger that a ten year old boys.  He could
not take his eyes off of it.  He could not believe that any woman so
pretty could have a cock.

 He did not move as Vanessa stepped forward and took hold
of the shaft of her cock and traced the outline of Jeremy's lips with
the head of her cock.  His cock went soft in Heather's mouth.  He
didn't know what to think.

 Vanessa whispered, "Honey I was born a man but never felt
comfortable living as a boy.  I always looked more like a girl and
took a lot of physical abuse.  I did discover I like sex with males but
straight men thought I was gay for wanting to suck their cocks so
much.  I eventually found a way to pay for female hormones and
breast implants.  I support myself by doing a female impersonator
act for a living.  The problem if I go ahead and have the rest of the
sex reassignment I would just become another woman and lose my
only way of making a living.  That is why Heather and I have to look
for men that are willing to have sex with a couple of transsexuals
without judging us.

 Jeremy looked down at his lap as he realized that the dark
haired woman sucking his cock was a transsexual.  It was hard to
believe that the woman with the long black hair flowing all over his
lap was to pretty to be a man, while he was thinking about this
revelation the black cock was still being rubbed against his mouth.

 Jeremy had never had a homosexual relationship with
anyone beyond the childhood circle jerks with other boys when they
were discovering how nice it felt to play with their cocks.  He
suddenly made up his mind to find out what it would be like to have
sex with a woman with a cock.

 Jeremy opened his mouth and allowed Vanessa to insert her
cock.  She smelled so good.  Even her cock smelled of perfume.
Vanessa slowly started fucking his mouth.  She didn't want to
frighten the boy off.  His own cock got hard again and Heather
sucked him until he had a climax in her mouth and she swallowed
every drop.  Vanessa was nice enough to ward Jeremy when she was
about to cum.  She wanted him to decide if he wanted to taste cum
or not.

 Jeremy had wondered what cum tasted like so he just kept
on sucking the cock.  He was startled by how warm the cum was.  It
had very little taste.  It would take him many sexual encounters with
the two transsexuals before he could smell and taste the subtle
differences in taste based on what they had been eating.  Things like
onions were strong while celery left a sweet taste.

 When Vanessa was finished climaxing she sat back down
beside the boy.  Now it was Heather's turn to stand up and do her
own striptease for the boy.  When she removed her panties Jeremy
was ready for what ever she pulled from between her legs.

 Vanessa was sucking his cock when Heather pulled her cock
out.  Like her girlfriend the scrotum was no larger that a boys.  The
cock was about five inches long, wider at the base that at the head.
His foreskin had not been cut and it covered the small head of her
cock.  She pulled the foreskin back and wiped his mouth with the
moist head of his cock.  Jeremy opened his mouth and gave Heather
a sucking worthy of any cock sucker.  Vanessa's reward was a few
drops of his cum as he had a second climax.  The evening was late
and Jeremy had to go to school the next day.  So Vanessa drove him
home after they got dressed.

 Jeremy was unable to sleep that night.  He was thinking
about what had taken place that evening.  Was he gay for sucking
the cocks of women with cocks?  They were so fucking pretty.  He
struggled with his feelings all night.  He had not made up his mind
by morning.  He went to school that day and thought about the
feeling of cocks in his mouth all day.

 After school he reported to work as usual.  He worked hard.
Heather dropped by early because they had to work that night.  She
only wanted to know if Jeremy was OK with what had taken place
the night before.  One look at Heather and Jeremy knew that if she
wanted t have sex with him again that he would be going with her.
He assured her that he was fine.  She told her as he was carrying her
bag to the car that he would love to date her again.

 Heather kissed him on the mouth and gave him a tip of
paper.  When he checked what was on it he saw that she had given
him their phone number.  Like the school boy he was he stuffed it
into his wallet and returned to work with a hard-on.

 The problem was that they slept most of the morning.  It was
close to noon before they woke up.  They had about eight hours to
do what they needed to do before they had to be at work.  They
spent a lot of time getting their hair and makeup done, washing
clothes and all of the domestic duties like any other woman.  They
really didn't have a lot of time to date.

 Jeremy put in a lot of time working on weekends and as
another four hours during the school nights.  Then he had to stay up
late to do his homework.  The girls had Mondays off because Sunday
and Mondays were slow nights for gay reviews.

 Jeremy found a way to convince his councilor that he should
be given a program where he could take some classes at a
community college where he would get college credit and high
school credit at the same time.  That way he only had to go to school
three days a week.  That gave him Monday and Fridays off.

 The next time the girls came into the market he told them
about his schedule change.  They were thrilled at the news and
offered to pick him up on Monday.  Jeremy was wise enough to
realize that if two sexy older women were to pick him up at his home
it would draw too much attention and elicit too many questions.  He
told them that he would meet them at their place.  He would catch a
bus to get him there.

 The next Monday he spent the morning doing homework.  He
had everything done in plenty of time to catch the bus to the girl's
home.  He ate a sandwich while waiting for the bus.  He had a raging
hard-on all the way over to their condo.  He figured it was wise to use
the garage elevator to get up to their floor.  Even if their neighbors
didn't know they were transsexuals they might think it strange that a
young teenager was visiting older women.

 When he rang the doorbell he was greeted by the both of
them with hugs and kisses.  They were dressed in only in reveling
dressing gowns. The smelled so sweet the air was thick with the
aroma of their perfumes.  They took him to their bedroom where
they removed his clothes.

 He had a raging hard-on by the time he was naked.  It was
Vanessa's turn to suck his cock first.  Heather was making out with
him while she was doing it.  It was so exciting to be kissing a sexy
woman with such magnificent tits with a hard-on resting against his
leg while another woman sucked his cock.

 It was Heather that offered to let him fuck her ass.  She
assumed a spooning position with her but against his lap.

 Vanessa was a little put out what she didn't get his load first.
Heather lifted her leg and reached between her legs and guided his
boner against her asshole.  With his efforts and her finger guiding it
the cock entered her ass.  She gowned, wiggled her ass against him
as he rocked back and forth.  Vanessa cuddled up behind him.  She
was pressing her big tits against his back while she kissed him on
the neck.  When he climaxed his cum was all over the base of his
cock when he pulled it out of heather's ass.

 Vanessa was quick to get in position to suck the boys cock
clean.  She even licked the cum that was leaking out of Heather's
asshole.  They rested for awhile before the two women started
molesting their young lover again.  Only a boy his age could get
another hard-on so quickly.  He fucked Vanessa's ass this time.
Heather was feeding her cock to Vanessa at the same time.

 Eventually he had to go to work and the girls drove him.  They
didn't want their lover wasting his energy walking.  Every Monday he
was at their door with a hard-on.  He was getting a wild education in
oral sex and anal sex from the most enchanting and sexy women on
earth as far as he was concerned.  On Fridays he would drop by and
get a quick fuck and a blowjob before he had t report for work.

 Eventually a nosy neighbor ran into him on the arm of
Heather.  She thought quickly and told her that Jeremy was her baby
brother.  That satisfied her.  Before long all of the neighbors were
used to the young brother stopping by.

 As the weeks turned into months He expressed a desire to
find out what it was like to be fucked in the ass.  Heather
volunteered to start him off because her cock was smaller than
Vanessa's.  The two girls gave him an enema and greased him up
good.  Then as he lay face down on the bed Heather mounted him
and guided her cock into his asshole.  She was as gentle as she
could be.  It hurt him a lot but he bit his lower lip and let her fuck
him.  His ass became numb eventually he felt his own cock getting
hard.  When Heather climaxed in his bowel he loved it.

 When Heather rolled free of Jeremy's body exhausted and
breathing hard Vanessa was quick to grease up her cock and mount
the boy.  He felt the long, thick cock slip into his asshole.  It was
Heather's cum that added to the ease of the entry of the larger cock.
Vanessa fucked the boy for a long time and added her own cum to
that of Heather's.

 The next Monday when Jeremy arrived they went wild.
Everyone was fucked that day.  Jeremy was in love with two women
that were keeping his cock drained.  But Jeremy was a horny boy.
He expressed a desire to find out what it was like to have sex with a
man.

 Heather and Vanessa set him up with a couple of men on
successive Mondays.  The first one was a very handsome man.  He
must have been about 35-years old.  He was 6' 4" dark brown hair,
blue eyes.  He looked like Sean Connery when he made "From
Russia with Love".  They didn't want to inhibit Jeremy's first time
with a man.  They left the apartment while they made love.  Jeremy
sucked his cock and the man fucked him.  It was great fun for
Jeremy but not as much fun as the girls were.

 The next Monday Vanessa had a very good looking black man
there for him.  This guy was not only good looking he was hung line a
horse.  When this guy fucked his ass he though it was going to drill a
hole right through his body.  When Jeremy give him a blowjob the
man almost choked him by shoving his cock right down his throat.
Just the same Jeremy knew that if the two women in his life ever
grew tired of him that he could always find a cock to please.

Daddy's Pussyboy

2008-05-17T03:10:00.000-07:00

I was one of those little boys who always wanted to play with the dolls
and my mom would dress me up in pretty girls' clothes and  tell me I was
daddy's little girlboy..And it was a secret that I couldn't tell
anyone.  Sometimes she would put her makeup on me and put on lacy panties
and a tiny skirt and pretty blouse with fluffy sleeves.

Then daddy would put me on his lap and love and kiss me, sometimes
kissing my tummy all over and lick me inside my panties. Mommy would sit
on the floor in front of us and have her hand in his shorts and I could
feel her petting him, too.  I could feel his hard thing he called his
cock and he would sometimes take it out and rub it on me. Mommy would
kiss it and suck on it and he would shoot stuff out of it and get her wet
all over her face and in her mouth. Sometimes she would take her top and
bra off and he would stick it between her big titties and slide it back
and forth.   He would put it between my legs under my skirt and into my
panties pushing it against my hole there and get me wet all over my
bottom, too. We had a lot of fun with daddy's cock.

When I was about 7 years old, mommy really dressed me up, makeup and all
and I was the prettiest she had ever been, she said.  She said that
tonight daddy was going to teach me how to be a real big girl.

After she dressed me up in my pretty blouse and short skirt, and just
before she put on my   lace panties, she took a tube of something and
pressed it against my hole back there and pushed a lot of stuff around in
there. She said that was my boy ussy, just like her girl pussy and it
needed to be really wet for daddy tonight when he teaches my to be his
big girl.

I was really worried because it got my panties wet, but she said not to
worry.  We went into their bedroom this time and daddy was sitting on the
edge of the bed in just his undies and reached out and pulled me to him,
hugging and kissing me, calling me his pretty little girl.

He started kissing me all over my face and then swung me around so that I
was lying on the bed. He took my blouse off and sucked on my titties and
it felt so good. Mom was right there beside us kissing my face and
licking my ear and she had her hand down into my skirt and undies where I
peed and was stroking it like she did daddy's, calling it my babygirl
cock.  Then she pulled my undies off and began to suck on me.. I got hard
like daddy and he laughed and told my mom she sucked well. He was so
happy.

Then daddy took off his undies and got between my legs and spread them
out and up high. His big thing, his cock was long and hard and he said he
used it to fuck mommy and it was for him to fuck  the girls he loved. He
said he loved me and I was his best girl and he was going to fuck me like
he did mommy.

He rubbed it against my hole and pushed against it hard, but I cried when
it hurt.It wouldn't go in and he  told mom to get ready to show me how to
fuck his cock.

Then Mommy took her clothes off and lay next to me, spreading her legs,
saying this is how good girls fuck for daddy.

He pushed his cock into her girl hole and began to push in real fast and
hard while mommy groaned and smiled for me.

Then suddenly he pulled his cock out of her hole and she moved  real fast
and he put it in her mouth and began to do the same humping in her
mouth.. He yelled out that he was doing it and held her by the head and
pushed it all the  way in and began shooting his wet stuff into her
mouth.

When he was done, he pulled it out and told me to lick it clean. I guess
I did it ok because he smiled at me while I licked his cock and balls.

Mommy kissed me then and she still had lots of his wet stuff that she
moved to my mouth. It tasted good.

Daddy put lotion on his fingers and got between my legs again and  put
one of his fingers  into my hole real fast and I cried as he  moved it in
and out and then he had two fingers in there and was going in and out
real fast, He moved his fingers around, making my hole wider I think. He
moved a third finger in and I cried real loud and tried to get away but
mommy held me down as he finger fucked my hole. Suddenly he pulled out
his fingers and pushed his cock into me. It was so quick, I hardly knew
it happened. There was a loud pop as the big fat head of it went into my
hole.  I cried that it hurt but he began to push it into me hard and fast
and before I knew what to do, his whole thing was inside me, fucking me
like he did mommy , pushing it in and out of my hole until I was grunting
and groaning  as his huge cock went all the way down inside me.

He and mom  laughed and he rolled over with me on top, stuck on his  hard
cockstick. Mommy kissed me and told me I was a wonderful pussygirl now.
Daddy held me by my bottom and slid me up and down, over and over.. I was
so wet there^�I  had peed and made everything wet but mommy and daddy
said it was fine, just keep letting daddy fuck your pretty pussy.

Mommy put on my blouse again and I still had on my pretty skirt that was
getting wet at the bottom.  Daddy was really making me go fast and he
rolled us over and got my legs over his shoulders and was holding me by
my hips, fucking my girlpussy really fast. The pain was still here, but t
was dull now and daddy was so happy to fuck me that I started to cry.

He spun me around and I was kneeling now n all fours as he fucked me from
behind, holding me tight on  my shoulders.   what a tight cunt, he was
saying, what a tight pussy,  my little fuck girl is taking daddy's cock
all the way  to my balls, what a fucking little slut you are,loving to be
fucked.. Oh, baby take it in your girlie cunt....   Daddy was talking so
fast.


Mommy was lying there right in front of me with her fingers in her pussy
pushing them in and out and hen she arched her back and moaned that she
was coming...

Then he cried out that he was going to shoot his load into me and I felt
hot gushes of his wet  stuff spurting into me really hot and hard.

Yes, Baby, mom cried, you have been fucked by daddy now . You are a real
daddy's pussyboy  now. His little girl^�^�.she took her wet fingers and
ut them in my mouth and I sucked he juice on them, knowing that mommy
wanted me to have her juice.

Daddy pulled his cock out of my bottom and mom sucked on it for him^�.
Then he pulled it away from her mouth and told me to suck on it, to be
his baby cocksucker. Mom helped me and showed me how to hold his balls
and suck on the head and stroke his cock with my hands.

Mom and I played with daddy's cock until it got real hard and big again
and he took it out of my mouth and  made mom  lay on the bed and spread
her legs and got me to lay between her legs and she pulled my little cock
into her pussy and daddy got behind me and pushed his hard stick into my
bottom again and this time it went in fast and hard.

When he pushed down into me, my body pushed against mom's pussy and they
laughed and said that daddy was fucking both his girls at the same time.
Mommy said that since daddy had already shot his cream into us twice now,
he could fuck us for a long  time.

That is how I became my daddy's little girl, his fuck toy, his pussy
boy, slut girl, all the names he called me

Today, I am an adult, a woman, at home and at work,  long hair, breasts,
a beautiful woman, except that I also have a long fat cock, too, just
like my daddy's. I go home about once a week and give them both a good
fuck and still love to take daddy's in my puss hole..

Mr. Handyman

2008-04-09T14:21:00.000-07:00

I was doing some handyman work in the local area and there was one particular lady that called me all the time for the smallest of jobs. Could I change a light bulb or could I move this and that. But she paid me and that is what my job is all about.

She called me one really hot day and said the pool cleaner was not working. I went over and checked it out; it was a simple fix but the pool looked so inviting. I emptied everything from my pockets into my toolbox and went back to check the pool cleaner again. She asked if it was fixed yet and I told her it just needed another adjustment. I leaned forward to grab the cleaner and fell (on purpose) into the pool. As I came to the side of the pool she asked if I was ok and to come inside and get out of my wet clothes. We went inside and she told me there was a robe in the spare bedroom I could change into. I got out of my wet clothes and put the robe on; it was a tiny sheer robe, which barely covered my arse, and then I went back outside. I had left my wet briefs on and told her as long as I was wet I may as well use the pool. She said I may as well as she didn't use it anymore. I dove in and enjoyed the refreshing water and she went back inside to play solitaire on the computer.

The sun and the pool had me so horny that I slipped my briefs off and swam naked. The cool water around my cock and balls had me as hard as a rock. She came out to the pool and asked if I would like a beer and it was then she must have seen my hardness. She remarked how clean the pool was and how clear the water was. I got out of the pool and put the flimsy robe on without drying myself and it clung to my body like a second skin. She came out with a couple of beers and we sat by the pool just chatting. Her eyes kept darting towards the top of my legs and I realized that the robe being so short barely covered me when I sat down.

The combination of the pool, sun, and beer had me feeling pretty relaxed except for one part of me, which was rock hard. She got up to get another couple of beers but seemed a long time in returning. When she came out she had changed into a robe similar to the one I was wearing and we sat down to enjoy our beers. We chatted about everything and nothing and then she went back inside to her computer. I slipped off the robe and went back into the pool to cool my cock down.

There was something about this lady that I couldn't figure out. She was about fifty and had a really good figure. So why was she alone? Strange, I thought, but that was her choice. She came out again with another couple of beers and noticed she had changed into a robe similar to the one I was wearing and sat on the edge of the pool near the step with her feet in the water. I swam over and sat on the step in front of her and we drank our beers. Every time I looked at
her I noticed her looking at my cock, which refused to go down and rather than feel embarrassed, I felt proud.
She was thirsty and went to get another couple of beers and came back to the step again. As she sipped on her beer I took the chance to peek up her robe and there was this delicious little cock hiding under her robe. I started to talk about some videos I had seen recently about shemales and how good they looked. She seemed interested and I offered to show her next time I was over.

The talk, beer, water, and pool had its desired effect on me. I was still hard and very horny and I noticed that her little cock seemed to be growing and I needed to se more of it. I got up out of the pool with my back to her and slipped on my robe. She asked me to get more beer while I was up and I went inside to get them. I thought, how can I get her into the pool?

I came back out with the beers and put them on the side of the pool and then pretended to trip over. As I did I fell against her knocking her into the water. She screamed but was only shocked and I jumped in and grabbed her and took her inside. She seemed a little dazed and I sat her on the bed telling her I would have to take her wet robe off. She offered no resistance as I peeled the robe from her and I was greeted by this gorgeous set of tits and a delicious looking little cock and smooth balls. I laid her back and gently took her cock in mouth and rolled my tongue over the head. Her legs spread and I moved down to lick her smooth balls. I then lifted her legs and my tongue darted in and out of her little hole. Her cock had grown to about five inches and was rock hard as I licked up and down her shaft.

She asked me to enter her and I did so with much passion. At first I moved slowly. In and out and each time she would meet my thrusts. I started stroking her as I slid in and out and it wasn't long before I spurted hot cum inside her and she exploded all over her stomach and tits.

I pulled out of her and we lay on the bed just holding each other.

I suggested a shower and we went into the bathroom and got under the shower together. I soaped up my hands and ran them all over her slim body and she did the same to me. It wasn't long before we were both aroused again but this time she had another surprise for me. She took hold of her cock and pointed it at me and let go with a warm stream of piss. Her golden fluids covered me and I grabbed my cock and did the same to her. We hugged each other in the shower and she asked me to get a towel for her. I leaned over to get the towel and suddenly felt her body against mine. I spread my legs a little and she entered me. It was such a fantastic feeling. As she thrust in and out of me with her tiny balls slapping against my arse, I reached down and pulled my self to another orgasm.
We got out of the shower exhausted and went into her bedroom and lay down together. This was a dream come true.

Blue Skies

2008-01-16T10:06:00.000-08:00

I really hate what He’s done with his offices. They used to be in the form of a garden and then at least the surroundings were relaxing even if nothing else was. Now He’s got this whole Greek temple thing happening and it’s all just so cold. I knew when that fucking Broadway set designer died and He brought him in as an intern that something like this was gonna happen. I mean He’s freakin dramatic enough all by Himself without people encouraging it.

And what’s with this whole, “You gotta leave your wings unfurled when you’re in His presence!” I mean, puhleaze! How am I supposed to relax like that? You can’t lean against anything! And basically in a Greek temple it’s pretty much all about leaning. Although…I really do look stunning with my wings out. They’re so fluffy and white and when I curl one around by my face I can even do, “Peek-a-boo!” Okay, maybe that’s not the most important thing but it’s fun and if you do it to a human you can scare the crap outta them.

Just then the heavy old bronze door creaked open a little and an old, really old, female angel slipped through and walked over to me. It was Celeste. Not exactly my favorite and she kinda hated me too.

“You can’t go in like that!” Well good morning to you too. “Straighten out those feathers! This all reflects on me, you know. There’s no reason for slovenly angels! It’s not like you have to actually work to look good. Fluff up!” I rolled my eyes and then, because she wouldn’t quit until I did, I stretched out my wings and fluttered them violently.

Celeste’s eyes grew wide and then she frowned. She shook her head. “You’ve always been better looking than an angel should be. But don’t think for a moment that it cuts any ice with Him!” I smiled because what she said is true and also because it irritates her.

Then suddenly the room became incandescent and my mind turned blank.

When the tip of his finger touched my face my body was suffused with a celestial warmth and the tips of my wings began to vibrate violently.

His voice rolled like the sound of summer thunder. He said softly, “I do believe that I outdid myself with the color of your eyes. You know, I don’t believe that in all of creation there’s a better blue.”

I was struggling to control the sound of my voice and I’m certain it came out all high and crazy sounding. “Eh..eh..everyone says they’re my best feature.” I don’t get why I’m always so nervous around Him. I mean what can he do? He can’t kill me! Even God can’t kill an angel.

“And how old are you now, Michael 1394?”

I gulped and then squeaked out, “Thirteen thousand, four hundred and fifty-six years…Sir.” I mean, c’mon, I know he knows that.

He smiled and the sky glowed with a lemon yellow light. “Just a boy really.” He rubbed His chin. “That mitigates things.”

Okay, this could be bad. I stammered out, “M..m..mitigates?”

His eyes grew dark and lightning flashed deep within them. His voice had a deep menacing rumble. “I was planning to hurl you into the black hole at the center of the universe! But you’re very young.” The marble columns holding up the roof began to vibrate ominously.

I squeaked out, “Not the little one at the center of this galaxy? It’s a lot closer!”

He shook his head slowly and tornadoes spun out into the sky. He frowned. “Well, we tried that, didn’t we? My understanding is that you found it to be great fun.” It is pretty cool….well once you got used to the sensation of being squeezed.

“Who told you that? It was horrible! The worst punishment ever!”

He glared at me and then lifted an eyebrow. “Do you really think that I need people to tell me things?”

“Okay…no…I guess not. I dunno what I was thinking.” The black hole at the center of the universe is like a trillion times worse than the one at the center of the galaxy. And while it’s true that even God can’t kill an angel, he can sure make their life…well, hell. “But I can’t imagine that I did anything that’d warrant…you know…what you said.”

He glared at me again and gee I wish he wouldn’t do that. Without warning He slammed his hand down onto a nearby marble pedestal and the sound was like a thousand atomic bombs going off. Without even thinking I shot up in like a zillionth of a second to the top of the building and clung trembling to the Corinthian capital at the very top of an enormous column and my very first thought was, “Corinthian? It’s too much!”

He thundered up at me, “A CRUISE SHIP, MICHAEL, A CRUISE SHIP!”

I was beginning to lose my grip. Cruise ship? I couldn’t believe the he even noticed that cruise ship.

He glared up at me. “Get down here, Michael!”

I yelled down, “You’re not gonna hurt me are ya?”

He said menacingly, “Michael!”

I slowly descended until I was on celestial terra firma. “Yes, Sir.”

Suddenly His voice was calm. “Michael, who have I consistently said are my chosen people?”

“Jews?”

“No, I mean lately.”

I’m sure this was in one of the endless number of bulletins He sends out. Then I remembered. “Ahhh…faggots?” And why does an entity that can direct your thoughts really need all that copy paper?

His eyes grew huge. “WE DO NOT CALL THEM FAGGOTS!” The shock wave almost knocked me over and all over the world flocks of birds took flight.

“Okay, okay, don’t hurt me, I’m really really sorry!! Ah ah ah…we call em ah “homosexual gentlemen who have just left the room?” He just glared at me. “Don’t get mad! That’s what Tennessee Williams called em and he oughta know! C’mon, gimme a break here! Why does it matter?”

He ignored my question. “And who, Michael, are closer to angels than any other humans?” Why does he keep asking these questions and why can’t they be multiple choice?

He smiled at me and then just to be a smart ass and prove that he can read minds said,
“a. Republicans b. Orthodontists c. Gay people.”

I honestly couldn’t help it, I rolled my eyes. “Okay, I’ll pick C. Gay people.” Because, c’mon, Republicans? Okay it coulda been Orthodontists but then I figured, why bother.

“And, Michael, of the one thousand, five hundred and three people that died when you sank that cruise ship, just how many do you suppose were gay?”

Oh…I guess there is that. “Ahhh I dunno, lots I guess, huh?”

“ALL OF THEM, MICHAEL!!!”

My voice was quavering. “I didn’t know it was such a big deal! Honest! I mean we do it all the time! The Captain of that boat mocked me!! Mocked!! And you wouldn’t believe what he said about you! I mean I would never have done it if it was just about me because, well, who am I but honestly when he started talking about you I just knew what had to be done! Please don’t hurt me!”

“SHUT UP, MICHAEL!”

Suddenly despite Him telling me to shut up I was talking so fast that I could barely understand myself. “Okay…I’m really really sorry. Maybe if the angel handbook was rewritten so that some of these things were clearer cause there’s like a million things to remember and every thing is sooo ambiguous! I’d be happy to volunteer for the job of doing that and you wouldn’t even have to pay me or anything.”

He placed his hand on my shoulder and it felt like the weight of the Atlas Mountains. “No, Michael. But since you’ve shown such a lack of understanding of gay people I think that it’s time that you spent some time among them. I’m thinking a millennium.”

“A thousand years? You gotta be kidding!” I probably shouldn’t have said that.

“No, Michael, you shouldn’t have said that! Wanna shoot for two thousand?” He drew Himself up and then seemed to relax. “Besides, Michael, they need your help. It hasn’t been an easy time for them.”

“But, God, I’ve only got white! White!!”

For the first time he smiled. “I think that you’ll be able to get some help with that…where you’re going.”

“But God, I can’t go into the gay community, I don’t have genitals! I’d stand out like a sore thumb!”

He smiled and shook his head. “See Keith in Equipment. He’ll fix you up. Besides, you’re gonna need more than just genitals.”

That size queen? “Oh…okay.” More than genitals?

“Dude, ya need a butt hole! That’s every bit as important as a dick! Especially where you’re goin.” Keith is the only angel I ever saw who dressed in Levi’s and a flannel shirt. And I never could figure out how he got away with it.

“Keith, I don’t need a butt hole. That’s disgusting! Angels don’t take…dumps! Yuck!”

Keith grabbed a piece of paper off of his desk. “Dude, I got it in black and white. “All functioning human parts. That sooo includes a butt hole!”

I looked up towards the ceiling. “Is He kidding? I wouldn’t even know how to take a dump. Although I’ve seen enough humans do it. Doesn’t look like that big of a deal although it is disgusting.”

Keith leaned against his desk and grinned. “The first time’ll totally freak ya out. Angels don’t really have anything even remotely like it. Just stay calm when it happens and don’t forget to breathe. You’ll get used to it.” Breathe? Breathing for angels is optional, well, normally.

He opened a drawer and signaled me to take a look. “These are just models of genitals. The real thing’ll be the real thing. See anything you like?” They all did seem curiously appealing.

I picked up a big floppy penis. “This one looks good. Sure is big!”

Keith made a face and shook his head. “The Donovan, big, but ya gotta have one that works good too, Bro.”

He picked one up. “This is the Stryker. A good reliable model.”

“Wow! Nice shape and huge.”

He grinned. “Man you’re goin where big is best. I really envy you.” He shook his head slowly. “I went into the gay community once. You’re in for a gooood time. Specially with this equipment.”

“Look at the work order again, Keith. Is he letting me keep my powers?”

Keith studied the paper. “Wings become “Condition Specific” and restraint is urged with everything else.”

“What does that actually mean?”

He grinned. “Means you better have a good reason for everything you do. Typical bureaucratic bullshit. Means they’re gonna nail your ass if you piss em off.”

I sighed heavily. “Everything I do pisses Him off.”

Keith said, “Hey, you always were a favorite of His but He’s not the only one you gotta worry about. You got department heads up the yingyang that’d give anything to nail an angel. If you need help lemme know. I got a lotta friends around here.” He shook his head. “I’ve seen some crap…I couldn’t tell ya.”

“Well I dunno who I’m even supposed to be yet! They haven’t told me jack!”

Keith looked at the work order. “Michael Connelly, says so right here.” But Keith was shaking his head like there was a problem.

I said, “What is it?”

“Man, they’re sending you to fucking Milwaukee!”

“Milwaukee? Where is it?”

Keith laughed. “The middle of fuckin nowhere…Wisfuckinconsin. Man somebody hates you!”

“Wisconsin…that’s in the United States, right?”

Keith laughed. “Not everybody’d agree but yeah, it is.”

“Well what’s so terrible about that?”

“How many gay guys can there be in Milwaukee? It’s gotta be all bricklayers and shit. Man, I went to San Francisco. That was fuckin awesome!”

“Yeah but Keith I’m not necessarily looking for sex stuff. I mean what do I know about sex? I think I’d probably just ignore that part of it. I’d probably concentrate on the interior decorating, teaching, maybe even be a dentist, stuff like that.”

Keith laughed evilly. “For a thousand years? Mikey you get them Stryker’s genitals installed and you’re gonna be howling at the moon.” I thought he was crazy. I mean who’d wanna do that shit with all those disgusting fluids? Yuck!

Keith put his feet up on his desk and lit a cigarette. “So when’s the Transformation?”

I shivered. “Tonight, nine o’clock. I gotta tell ya, I’m nervous. I never did anything like this before. It’s always been messenger work and even once in awhile, Avenging, but never this. It’s a little scary.”

“Be cool Mikey. Remember you still got most of your powers. Nobody down there can touch ya. But Mikey…don’t fall in love…..believe me….it sucks.”

I will never get used to these genitals! How do humans stand these things? And it’d be way bad enough if they were just hanging there but this damn penis thing keeps getting hard and then it doubles in size! It’s fucking huge! This insane underwear keeps pushing it against my left leg and every time I move they rub together and it takes like almost no stimulation for it to get hard again. It’s a good thing I had that indoctrination or I would just taken this thing out like a dozen times and slapped it against a wall. But there is this strangely comforting feeling that I get when it does start to get hard. Really like nothing I’ve ever felt before and I can see how a person might enjoy it.

And Holy Shit! Peeing! When I first materialized in the Airport Terminal I had this odd sensation in my lower abdomen…again, thanks only to training, I recognized it for what it was but it took fucking forever to find a men’s room and I had to run through the terminal with my fist clamped around the end of my dick. I ran up to the urinal, ripped my dick outta my pants and then pounded on the wall with my fist yelling, “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” until the urine finally began to stream into that porcelain thingy. I yelled, “How do they stand it?!!!” It wasn’t till I was almost done that I really noticed the guy at the next urinal staring at me and shaking his head like he thought I had done something terribly wrong.

When the guy finally pushed his dick into his pants and started to walk away he said, “Dude, better watch where you’re stickin that thing.” What the hell was that about?

The other thing that I wonder about is why they really insisted that I arrive in Milwaukee at the airport. It’s not like I flew in, at least not on a plane.

There was a cab driver standing in front of me with the door to his cab open. “Cab, Sir?”

“Ahh, sure.” I slid into the back of the cab.

“Any luggage?”

“Nope, it’s already at the apartment.”

“Apartment?” I shouldn’t have said that. I gotta learn.

I laughed to cover my screw up and then stammered, “Been a long trip. It’ll be good to get back to my apartment.” I wonder what my apartment is like. Celeste rented it for me by phone. She said it was perfect. It’s gonna seem odd actually living somewhere. I mean strictly speaking, angels just kinda hang out, although I used to love taking naps on the top of the Chrsyler building. You can get a hell of a tan there. Well, you know, if you were actually able to tan. I can’t really tan but then I’ve pretty much got this Italian look happening. Although I guess the truth of the matter is that it’d have to be a pre-Italian look in as much as the country of Italy didn’t exist at the time of my creation.

My creation, gee time flies. It seems like only yesterday that I was created. It all came about because the original Michael and his pal Loki had a bet going about who was the fastest angel. So, finally, to settle it they decided to race and they were shooting around the world in opposite directions at the equator and each time they passed each other they’d yell insults. Then one time they were so busy concentrating on yelling trash that they weren’t looking where they were going and they crashed into each other. God made me from the energy given off by the crash. I kinda think of those guys as my uncles or some shit.

We got on a freeway and pretty soon we driving over a really high bridge next to the lake and there seemed to be ships docked right next to bridge and a little bit under it. Then as we left the bridge there was this weird building that almost looked like a space ship or something with huge spread wings, maybe like an angel building. It was really pretty. Then off to our right was the lake and lots of beaches with people walking and laughing and talking even though it was late at night. I wanted to ask the cab driver if it was always like this but I knew that he’d figured that I should already know the answer to that question so I just kept my mouth shut.

Finally when the beaches stopped we turned inland and started up a hill. Suddenly we were in a neighborhood of large old single family homes. A couple of minutes later the cab driver pulled over and said, “Here you are, Sir, 2063.”

I took a deep breath and looked up at the building. It looked like a regular two story house that was probably built in the early part of the twentieth century and there were lights on on both the first and second floors. On the first floor there was a big picture window and I could kinda see what looked like a really comfortable living room. Somewhere in the room a lamp was casting a warm glow and despite that fact that I didn’t understand why someone would already be in my apartment, I felt drawn to the front door.

The Teacher Lady Had a Dick

2007-12-30T04:22:00.000-08:00

Sure, Mr. Jones, I'd be happy to tell what I know. I don't want anything to
stand between me and graduating. All of this happened this academic year. I
was in Miss Presley's honors English class, and for reasons I couldn't
figure out at the time, I seemed to be her pet. She was always glancing my
way -- not with one of those sinister expressions, not like a teacher
watching a problem student, but with very pleasant expressions and smiles.

Her class revolved around creative writing, essays, and a term paper.
Because she put her heart into her work and really cared about students,
Miss Presley went more than an extra mile to help serious students.  She
frequently asked me to come to her room before school or after to hear
suggestions for making my writing "tighter, more focused."  Well, I was so
dumb that it took a few days for me to catch on to her unspoken message.

During an afternoon session, she placed her left hand on my thigh as we
were sitting side by side at her desk going over my assignments. It didn't
take much for me to throw a boner. Sorry, sir, I don't know how else to say
it. Anyway, I was suddenly sporting a tent that couldn't be mistaken for
anything else. I was embarrassed and afraid she might notice -- I really
liked this teacher, she did a good job, and didn't want to offend her.

She was wearing a "sun dress" that day. I guess that's what they're called.
It had an open, elastic neckline that must have plunged to China. I noticed
that the bra she'd been wearing that morning was now gone. Her nipples were
hard as bullets.  I didn't remember much of anything she said that
afternoon. Occasionally, she leaned over to pick up a paper, and her left
breast brushed my arm several times.

I will never forget the perfume she wore (I never found out what it was
called), but I still get a hard-on and all "gooshy" about Miss Presley even
when I catch the slightest scent of it.

The affair began a little later that afternoon. She said something like:
"Tim, you're one of my best students, and I need help grading essays. I
know I shouldn't ask, but is there anyway you can help? You look like a
mature young man, so -- if we keep it a secret -- I might have some beer or
something stronger to offer." So, I ran to the school's only pay phone and
told my folks I'd be late due to band practice.

I met Miss Presley at her home, and I suggested bourbon and Coke, and she
made two strong drinks -- both pretty generous with the Jack Daniels.  Her
place was small -- a kitchen, living room, bath, and a bedroom. She excused
herself to go change, and I had a seat and enjoyed the drink.

From my vantage point on the sofa, I could see a full-length mirror that
reflected her as she changed into a see-through teddy or whatever they're
called. She hadn't closed the bedroom door and obviously knew that I could
see her. Excuse me for saying this, but I got even more aroused -- she had
the most beautiful ass I've ever seen, and I could see her breasts swinging
as she changed. Oh... sorry, I didn't mean to stay from the topic.

When she returned to the living room, she sat next to me, grasped my cock,
er.... penis, and French kissed me. I met her tongue and then she sucked
hard -- with some serious torque -- until I was afraid she was going to
suck my tongue out by the roots. I explored her mouth and fondled her
breasts, and when she pulled back for a little oxygen, she said something
like, "I'll bet you've never been kissed like that by any of your little
teen-aged girlfriends." I see you're throwing a tent; now you know why I
was doing the same thing.

Anyway, she opened my fly and began smearing precum all over my cockhead,
and I warned her that I couldn't hold on much longer. Then she sort of
pinched the base of my cock somehow and asked me not to cum yet, that it
would be worth the wait. She asked, "What do you think is the body's
largest sex organ?" And I replied, "Right now, it's gotta be my cock. God I
gotta cum, and I want to be inside you when it happens!"

"Wrong answer," she said: "It's the brain. Let me show you something." She
directed me to stand up, remove my clothing, and to turn around, facing
away from her, with my eyes closed. She reached into a dried flower
arrangement (I later found out), and she ever so lightly brushed my balls
with an ostrich feather. Wow. Man, it was immediate goose flesh and my dick
just waggled like a happy puppy. Then I felt nothing for a moment, and then
I felt the feather fluttering slowly, gently, between my ass cheeks. This
continued for quite a while, with her describing what she wanted to do with
me, making me hotter, while tickling my nipples with the feather, and on
and on.

Next, she asked about my sexual experience, which wasn't much, and then the
asked something weird. She said, "Have you ever sucked dick?" I was kinda
thrown for a loop and I said no. She asked me to go down on her. Well, I
jumped at the chance. I got down in front of her and began kissing her
thighs and moving her night gown up a little at a time. It was almost
see-through, and I began to think something wasn't quite right.  As it
turned out, she had a dick! Yes sir, that's no mistake -- a cock about 8 or
more inches long, and it was drooling pre-cum, and kinda moving with her
pulse, I guess. Well, I kept sitting there because I was frozen in shock.

What's that again, sir? Far as I recall, she was shaved and "groomed" down
there -- like I said, I could smell the old-fashioned Prell shampoo all
mingled with her scent. Her public hair was soft like she'd taken her cunt
to a hair dresser. OOOPs! Sorry, sir. Anyway, my poor dick was suffering --
about like yours looks right now. It's gotta be mighty tight in those
pants. I was dripping heavily onto the carpet. I don't know about you, but
nobody was there but the two of us and when you think nobody will ever
know, no telling what you might do. I mean, I can see right now you've got
a wet spot on the front of your pants, so you know exactly how it is.

What did I do? Hell, I dove right in there and swallowed her cock like I
was a born pussy boy slut. I took to it instantly. A woman with huge tits
and a dick, with balls the size of small eggs -- heck, I didn't know or
think anything about queer, straight, or any of that; I just sucked for all
I was worth.

I'm sorry, could you please repeat the question? Oh, well, I scooted her
butt forward and must've sucked her for 20 minutes, just slow and easy,
kinda teasing her, slurping her pre-cum. She spread her legs wider and
started fucking my throat. I thought I might gag, but, hell, I must not
have a gag reflex.

Huh? No, I don't mind at all, just loosen your pants and get comfortable.

Why, yeah, come to think of it, I'm mighty tight around the crotch too, so
I think I'll take you up on that. I never thought I'd be naked showing my
hard-on in the superintendent's office.

Since this is just between us, she had a perfect cock. Lot of veins It was
about as long as yours there, but you leak a lot more pre-cum. Yeah, I
wrapped my tongue around her pecker and picked up the pace, letting her
slam that thing down my throat. She got to moaning loud, and I didn't want
her to cum right then, so I moved down and rimmed her ass, otherwise she
was going to throatfuck me and shoot any second. Huh? Oh, yep, her ass was
completely hairless or shaven, and her skin was soft as a baby's. Her ass
and ass cheeks tasted great.  Sexiest taste I'd ever had.

Would I demonstrate how I sucked her off? Yes sir. I'll do anything to stay
out of trouble. Here, let me get between your legs and show you. Uh-uh,
man, that is good. Big head on that thing. Let me nibble your balls....
Sir, you taste wonderful. Hold on a minute and I'll let you throatfuck me
so you can see what she was going through. Go ahead, fuck my face hard....

MMMmmmm..... that was a hell of a big load. Of course I swallow all the
time now.... No, I had no idea how to suck dick or eat pussy.... like I
say, I just discovered I had, er..., the ability. Thank you for the kind
words, sir, and, yes, I'll be glad to come by regularly for these chats.
Here, it's dripping just a tad, let me get that for you.

No, no, I appreciate it, but money is no concern. Like you said, we're just
friends. But there is something you could do for me. Keep Ms. Presley --
she's a great teacher.

No, I mean't no disrespect, but then again I'd hate it like hell if it got
out that you were face-fucking a student. Oh, yeah, you've definitely got
my word on that -- don't punish or fire her and my lips are sealed; when
they aren't around your cock, of course.

Hmmm... I can't really say how many times; I think she and I got it on
maybe 50 times. It was the best school year of my life.

Yes sir, thank you for having me over. I didn't notice the time gettin'
away -- I was about to be late for my meeting with Ms. Presley.

My Uncle Steve

2007-12-29T16:37:00.001-08:00

my uncle steve
Submitted by sexy steph last December 9th 2007, 09:12 AM
Category: First Time Stories

will always remember my 1 st time it was the day after my 16th birthday...
My uncle Steve was stayin with us as he was over from Australia , he,s my Dad s younger brother..6ft 2 . 42" chest 32" waist and hot as hell, strange as he looked just like my Dad just younger .
I came home from school 2 find him lying by the pool and my parents were still in work.Remember him callin out for a drink and i did so . Took the beer over to my uncle who was laid out on a sun lounger wearing only a pair of speedo,s god he was hot all toned and tanned , i couldnt take my eyes of his speedo,s the bulge in them was huge.
Having changed in to my swim shorts i dived into the pool, and stood at the side talkin 2 him and staring up between his legs, at his beautiful crotch. Steve became aware of what i was doing and sat up , giving me a perfect view.
I could see a stiring in his pouch and could feel myself turning red , within seconds he had dived in over my head and appeared next 2 me in the pool.
He said nothing smiled , grabbed my face and kissed me pasionatly it was amazing , could taste the lager in his mouth as his tongue softly darted in and around my Mouth.I was weak with lust and instantly put my hand 2 his crotch...my god he was huge , about 9" and thick.as we continued to imbrace and kiss he swiftly pulled my costume off and lifted me onto the side of the pool, while there he grabbed my errect cook and slowly went down on me, licking around my piss hole and massaging my balls , it felt amazing within minutes i was groanin and without warning expolded into his mouth , i was suprised when he continued sucking and greedily swallowed every last drop..He then jumped up beside me and spoke for the first time , saying right then sexy its ur turn..
He laid flat out on the poolside with his huge cock errect like a mast i couldnt wait to start suckin it and i did ..it tasted of chlorine from the pool , but that didnt stop me eatin him in the most delicous manner i felt so grown up with my lips bouncing off his balls . taking all his engorged cock into my throat and mouth it felt amazing.
After about 5 mins of this he pulled me off quite ubruptly and told me to get on all fours which i hesitantly did.
It was then he started licking and sucking my tight virgin hole..My legs were shakin and my cock was throbbin as it felt fuckin amazin .He stopped and i could them feel him rubbin his cock against hole and this was causing me to shake , he lent forward kissed my neck and slowly started to enter me , it hurt like hell but was also delightful , he was very gentle and was slowly fuckin me puttin more and more into my arse each time.Within minutes i was buckin against him like a pro enjoying every thrust and grunt that came from him. We fucked like this for a good 10 minutes before he turned me on my back, holdin me tight and kissing me passionatly while he continued to pound my arse after a few minutes he tensed up , groaned and filled me with his man cream , kissing me all the time. It was the most amazin day off my life and i ve enjoyed every minute of it..
That was 15 yrs ago and i ve been fuckin uncle Steve every time i ve seen him ever since , he , s 55 know and still as hot as fuck .......

transsexual" Jim and Steve"

2007-12-14T06:16:00.000-08:00

Steve and Jim had grown up together and, in true friendship, had shared everything in their eighteen years. In looks they were quite opposite -- Jim was of medium height, slim and dark haired while Steve was a blonde, somewhat taller and heavier. In outlook, it turned out, they were identical. One weekend during Spring break, Steve called Jim up on the phone and invited Jim to spend the weekend. With his parents out of town, Steve had decided that he didn't want to sit home alone all the time and decided that he and Jim could at least "hang out" for a couple of days. Jim agreed that it sounded like fun and, packing a bag, headed for Steve's house. Once there, Jim settled into the extra bed in Steve's room and the two friends decided to catch a quick swim. They changed into their suits and headed for the backyard where they quickly jumped in and swam a few laps. Pulling themselves out onto the deck, Steve and Jim lay back to let the sun dry them while they talked, as usual, about everything that came to mind. Again, as usual, the conversation turned to sex and the boys decided to watch some of Steve's dad's porno VCR tapes. They went into the den and Steve set up the machine, then sat down on the couch next to Jim as the tape began to play. The first tape was rather tame -- two guys and a girl fucking and sucking their heads off. Even though it was mild, both boys began to get hard-ons and, unconciously, began rubbing their cocks through their now dry swim trunks. Carefully, perhaps because they were embarassed, they avoided looking directly at each other but, out of the corners of their eyes, both boys snuck more than a glance at each other's bulges. When the first movie ended, Steve, with his hard-on clearly outlined in his racing trunks, walked over and put a second one on. This movie was a lot better -- it featured two guys who, meeting at a health club, became more than close friends.

As the two guys on the screen began kissing and undressing each other, Jim surprised both of them by turning to Steve and asking if they could try that, too. After thinking it over for a moment, Steve agreed that it was something they probably should try and suggested that they go ahead and do everything that the guys on the screen were doing. Their minds made up, the two friends stood up and tentatively put their arms around each other. As they pressed their bodies together, their hard, young cocks ground into each other and their breathing quickened. Jim was the first to make a move -- he reached down and gently squeezed Steve's young ass. Steve, not to be outdone, began to slowly lower Jim's trunks until he felt Jim's straining cock leap into his own belly. He reached down between them and began to slowly stroke Jim's tool, feeling it get harder and harder with each movement of his hand. Jim, not to be outdone, reached under Steve's shorts and began playing with Steve's cock and balls. Deciding to get more comfortable, the two boys broke apart for the few moments it took to lie down on the carpeted floor, then moved back into each other's embrace as they looked at the VCR to see what they were to do next. On the screen, one guy was on his knees licking and sucking the other man's straining cock so Steve, never the shy one, pulled Jim to his knees and bent down to get to work. Steve slowly licked up and down Jim's dick, tasting the spunk that Jim had left there after his morning beat-off session. Deciding to go even further, and really getting into the part, Steve then began licking Jim's balls, gently taking them into his mouth one at a time while running a finger over Jim's puckered, virgin asshole. Jim was almost ready to cum with just this action and, when Steve's sucking mouth went back to his dick, he couldn't hold it. Grabbing Steve's head in both of his hands, Jim began face-fucking his friend, moving his hips in and out of Steve's mouth and moaning about how goo d it felt and how he didn't want it to stop.

Suddenly, feeling his cum rise from his tight youthful balls, Jim moaned "I'm cumming! Keep sucking, please! Oh, God, it feels so good! Keep sucking -- moving -- yeah, that's it, yes-s-s-s-s-s-s!" With a last thrust, Jim felt his cum move through his rigid dick and into Steve's sucking mouth. Steve, a little suprised by the force of Jim's cum, managed to swallow all of it and, after checking out the VCR from the corner of his eye, began l icking Jim's dick clean. Gradually, Jim's cock began to soften although, because of Steve's gentle licking, it never did get completely soft. After he had caught his breath, Jim looked at Steve and said "That was the BEST! I didn't know you knew how to suck cock -- where did you learn?" Steve replied, "That was my first time -- did I really do OK? Did you really like it?" Jim just smiled and said "Lay back -- your cock is still hard so it's my turn to make you cum." Pushing Steve back onto the rug, Jim lay on top of him with their dicks rubbing together and began exploring his friend's body. Being somewhat dark complected, he was fascinated with the blonde, almost white peach fuzz that covered Steve's body. Jim decided to make this last and began gently licking Steve's nipples, first the left one then the right until both of them stood out from his friend's chest like little erasers. Seeing that Steve had closed his eyes and was enjoying the attention, Jim continued licking on down Steve's body until he reached the forest of blonde hair from the center of which spouted his friend's huge dick. Gently, Jim began licking just the tip and the sensitive underside of the plum-sized head, then worked his way down the thick shaft until his tongue was lapping at Steve's large, fuzz- covered balls. Remembering what Steve had done to him, Jim took each of Steve's balls into his mouth and gently sucked them. He then went back to the head of Steve's dick and began to gently lower his head over the delicious looking cock until he had swallowed it all. Moving gently, Jim began to slowly move his head back and forth, in and out and, at the same time, began probing for the other boy's asshole. All of this action had Jim's dick hard again and he decided that he would give his friend a special treat. He took his mouth off of Steve's straining cock and, when his friend opened his eyes in protest, motioned for Steve to turn over onto his stomach. Steve did so and Jim began to slowly lick Steve's asshole, getting it ready for what was to follow.

When he saw that his friend's asshole was well lubricated, he placed the head of his engorged cock against it and slowly began pushing until he had about half of his six inches buried in his friend's ass. Pausing for a second to let Steve get used to the feeling, he suddenly thrust his entire length into Steve's ass and began fucking him passionately. He also reached around Steve's moaning body and started beating him off, keeping a regular rhythm and trying to make them both cum together. After just a few moments of this hot action, Jim felt the cum rise from his balls once again and felt his friend's hot cock get even harder. Suddenly, Jim felt his spunk spurt from his straining cock into Steve's clenching asshole and, at almost exactly the same time, felt the warm, sticky fluid surging from Steve's cock all over his hand. It took quite a while before both boys had calmed down and Jim's now soft cock had slid from Steve's asshole. They lay there together, Jim's leg thrown over Steve's now soft cock while they talked about how they both had had wet dreams thinking of doing this with each other. They decided then and there that girls were probably OK, but that they really loved each other and would get together to fuck and suck as much and as often as they could.

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Meeting Wayne

2007-11-19T03:49:00.000-08:00

I had spent months using a phone dating service to meet guys, unfortunatly the only thing I had been finded was dissapointment. Then one Friday night I got a message from a guy named Wayne, and figuring I didn't have anything to lose I gave him a call back. He answered the phone, which was the first good sign, after introducing myself we talked for a while to get to know a little about each other. It seems that Wayne was having the same experiance as I was when it came to the phone service. We were both a little reluctant to get together at first, but eventually decided to take a chance and hook up.
The nervousness didn't start to hit me until I pulled up in front of his place, only to intensify as I walked up to the door. I went ahead and rang the bell and Wayne answered the door almost immediatly, wearing white shorts and a t-shirt he smiled and invited me in. Wayne was around my age, 5'-9 and about 145 pounds with a somewhat slim but muscular build, clean shaven with short dark hair, exactly as he had described himself to me. He showed me around his place as we headed into the kitchen to get something to drink, showing me furniture that he had made and his collection of antique glass. He took a couple of glasses from the cabinet and filled them with water, and handing me one we hung out in the kitchen for a while. As we talked and got to know each other a little better my nervousness disappeared and I was free to enjoy what I saw in front of me. Wayne was a good looking guy, his loose t-shirt and the way he filled out his shorts, and I could tell Wayne was happy with what hesaw, the way my t-shirt fit and my faded jeans that were tight in just the right places. After a bit Wayne went to the refrigerator to refill our glasses and smiling said, "C'mon, let's go to the bedroom and watch some T.V."
I followed Wayne into the bedroom and could tell he had been hoping things would work out for a fun night. The room was dimly lit with a small blue light on the dresser, the bed was made with plenty of pillows at the headboard and the sweet smell of incense filled the air. As he walked over to the T.V. cabinet opposite the bed he showed off the room, the antique furniture and his collection of nude posters and a few framed pictures of his favorite porn stars. He turned on the T.V. and dimmed the light on the dresser, then headed to the side of the bed as I headed to the other side. Setting my glass on the table I pulled off my shirt as Wayne set the romote on the nightstand and slipped off his shirt. He climbed onto the bed and watched as I kicked off my shoes and slid me jeans off, setting them aside as I got onto the bed next to him. We both leaned back against the pillows and spent some time checking each other out. Wayne's body was tanned, smooth and toned, somewhat muscular with a nice chest and a great six-pack, adorned with a small gold ring in his belly button. Below that rode the waistband of his white shorts, which I coulc tell held a nice peice of equipment. We talked a bit more and then Wayne asked if I wanted to watch a porno movie with him and I said yes. He got up and headed for the T.V. cabinet, taking a tape off the shelve he said, "I haven't seen this one yet, but it has one of my favorite boys in it so it's bound to be good." He pushed the tape into the VCR and got back into bed, taking the remote he turned the movie on and with a smile asked, "would you mind if I took off my shorts?" Without saying a word I smiled at him as I raised my ass off the bed and slid my shorts off, tossing them onto the floor. Smiling back at me he raised his ass off the bed and slid his shorts down his legs and tossed them onto the floor, then settled back down next to me. We sat silent for a few seconds, I took in the sight of his trimmed bush and that pretty 4-inch cock laying limply over his balls, just as Wayne admired my 4-inch cock laying softly along side my balls. Wayne reached over and placed his hand on my stomach and then slowy moved down to the base of my cock and balls, as he did I ran my hand over his smooth stomach to his cock. His hand gently cupped and massaged my balls as my cock fell over his hand and I gently began caressing the velvetly soft head of his cock, then down to his balls. My cock stiffened in his hand as he stroked the length of my cock, from the tip down to my balls, following the motions of my hand on his stiff cock.
Wayne smiled and then asked me to slide down on the bed, and as I slid down staying on my back he positioned himself over me. I placed my hands on his smooth hips, steading him as he straddled my body, his cock hanging over my face as he leaned towards mine as it lay on my stomach. Wayne then went down on one elbow and I bent my knee up as his hand gently took a hold of the back of my leg, his other hand sliding across my stomach to the base of my cock and balls. I slid my hands to his ass and the small of his back, caressing his body as I raised my head to tease the head of his cock with my tongue. As he massaged the base of my cock and balls he spread his knees on the bed and lowered himself to me, bringing his cock to my mouth as he lowered his chest to my stomach. Wayne's tongue worked its way around the base of my cock to my balls, the softness of his hair brushing my thigh as he slowly teased and sucked my balls. Caressing his ass I ran my mouth along his cock to his balls, tasting his body as I gently kissed and tickled his balls with my tongue. He ran his tongue slowly along the length of my cock to the head, then I felt both hands on my ass as the warmth of his mouth engulfed my cock. I gasped slightly as he took the head of my cock to the back of his throat, and I pulled his cock into my mouth and swallowed his length as I moved towards his balls. We moaned softly as we worked each others cocks, licking and sucking every inch of each ohers cock, from the tip down to our balls.
Wayne stopped sucking my cock and slowly got up to his knees over me, holding his cock and smiling down at me said, "How'd ya like to fuck me with that pretty dick of yours?" Smiling up at him I put a hand up between his legs, running it up the crack of his ass to his tight hole, "I'd love to fuck that sweet ass of yours," I said. Then I sat up as Wayne moved around on his knees and faced headboard as I got to my knees and moved up behind him. With my hands on his waist I positioned myself between his legs and moved to him, my stiff cock brushing agaisnt his smooth round ass. Slowly I ran my hands up his back to his shouders and then back down to his sides, holding him as I pressed my body against him. My stiff cock pushed under him to the back of his balls as I pressed my chest against his back and slid my hands around to his stiff cock as he pressed his ass against my stomach. Wayne put his hands on the headboard and pushed agaisnt me as I ran a hand along his stomach and chest, gently stroking his cock with the other. Looking over his shoulder he said, "Loosen that ass up and fuck me buddy, I want that cock." He leaned forward and I placed my hands back on his ass, leaning back a bit I slid my cock back from under him as I ran a hand down his crack. He arched his back and pushed his ass to me as I slid my hand down to his waiting hole, gently caressing and circling its softness before gently pushing a finger into him. Slowly he moved against my hand, moaning softly as I worked his ass, loosening him with my fingers as I probed and massaged his hole. I moved my hand from his hot hole and held his ass in both hands, massaging and spreading him as I pushed the head of my cock agaisnt him. Looking over his shoulder we smiled at each other as I took a hold of my cock and circled his hole with the head, teasing him before slowly pushing into him. Wayne moaned as I watched the head of my cock disappear into his ass, and I slowly pulled back out. Gently loosening his tight ass with the head of my cock before pushing into him. His hot ass took a hold of my cock and I held his round ass firmly in my hands as I began to thrust my cock deeper, thrusting until his hot ass gripped my cock as I pushed my stomach against his body. Wayne pushed his head against my shoulder as I slowly fucked his ass, "Oh yea, that dick feels great, I want ya to jack me off first, make me cum then fuck me," he said softly through his moans. He kept his ass pressed against me as I slid my hands around to his stomach then down to his swollen cock and balls and to his thighs. Massaging his balls with one hand I began to stroke his cock, working the length from his balls to the head as he moved his body agaisnt me. Sliding a hand up his stomach I gently caressed his body as I stroked his cock, his body moving against mine and around my cock. Wayne reached back and held the back of my neck, pushing his head against my shoulder as his body began to tremble and I stroked his cock faster, stopping only to massage the head. I could feel his balls beginning to tighten as my hand worked his the length of his cock and he tightened his grip behind my neck as his moans intensified. I held him tight around the stomach as his trembling body began to tense, pushing hard against me as I milked his cock, bringing the cum up from his balls. Then I felt the spasm of his body against mine and around my cock as his hot load exploded against the headboard, his ass clenching my cock as I slowly squeezed his cock, the last bit of cum oozing out onto my hand. Loosening his grip on my neck he sighed and said, "Oh yea buddy, now fuck me with that cock of yours." I slid my hands around to his waist and held him firmy as I began to slowly move inside him. Running one hand up his side to his shoulder I held him as I worked his tight ass with my cock, holding him as if to pull myself up into him as he placed a hand on my waist as I moved against him. His hot ass gripped my cock as we moved against each other, pushing his ass against me as I sank into him. "Ya ready to try a different position," he asked and I slid my hand from his shoulder to his waist as I pushed into him and held his ass against me. "I'll roll you all around this bed and fuck you any way you want buddy," I said and then I slowly slid my cock from his ass.
Holding my stiff cock I sat back on my ankles as Wayne moved to the edge of the bed and sat with his feet hanging over the edge. As he leaned back, resting on his elbows we smiled at each other and I moved off the bed and stood between his legs. I ran my hands along his legs up to his thighs, gently caressing his body as I moved against the bed and slid my hands up his stomach and chest as my cock pushed against his balls. As I did he raised his legs into the air around me, bending his knees as he pulled them towards his chest. He laid back on the bed as I brought my hands back down his body to his thighs, sliding my hands around under his ass I helped him scoot a bit over the edge of the bed. Pushing my stomach and cock against his ass I ran my hands along his legs as he placed his feet against the front of my shoulders and stretched his arms out over his head. With a hand on his leg I took a hold of my cock with the other and leaned forward, pushing his legs back and raisng his ass a bit as I guided the head against his hole. Smiling at each other I slowly caressed his hole with the head of my cock before pushing my waist to him, feeling his hot hole start to swallow my swollen cock. Adjusting my feet on the floor I held his legs and then began to sink my cock into his ass, pushing my body against his as his ass swallowed the length of my cock. Wayne moaned softly and began to caress his cock as I fucked him, giving him the entire length of my cock with each thrust. It didn't take long until he was stroking his stiff cock along his stomach as I sank into him, feeling his balls slapping against my stomach as my balls hit his ass. Wayne reached out and placed his fingers on my stomach as he sroked his cock, caressing my stomach and his balls. I could feel the cum slowly beginning to build in my balls and I quickened my pace, trembling slightly as I pushed harder into him. Then Wayne reached out and took a hold of my sides as I moved, and smiling at me tighteed his grip and pulled me against him and held me, stopping my thrusts.
Smiling down at him as he held me, my throbbing cock deep in his ass he said, "C'mon, I want you up here on the bed with me." Smiling back at him I leaned back and took a hold of my cock as I pulled out of his ass, his legs slowly lowering around me. Wayne scooted back into the middle of the bed , lying back with his knees in the air and his stiff cock laying across his stomach, I climbed onto the bed. Moving between his legs on my knees I pushed agaisnt his legs as I straddled his body, resting my hands at his shoulders, my cock hanging towards his ass. Wayne put a pillow under the small of his back and I raised back to my knees as he took hold of his legs behind his knees and pulled them towards his chest, raising his ass to me. I moved closer to him, leaning back over him I hooked his leg with my arm as I rested my hand on the bed at his shoulder. Taking a hold of my stiff cock in the other hand I spread my knees a bit, adjusting and lowering myself to him, guiding my cock towards his ass. Looking each other in the eyes I pushed the head of my cock against his hole and leaned into him, his ass eagerly taking a hold of my cock. Wayne reached out and held my sides as I slid my hand along his leg and leaned forward, hooking it with my arm as I rested my hand on the bed at his shoulder. With my arms locked we looked down between our bodies, his stiff cock laying on his stomach and about 5 inches of my stiff cock waiting to sink into his ass. We looked each other in the eyes and then back down between us as Wayne took a hold of his cock and watched as I slowly buried my cock into his ass with one thrust. Wayne held my side as he stroked his cock, keeping pace with my thrusts into his ass, his balls brushing against my stomach as we moved. He had brought me to the edge and then stopped me, my balls were tight and I felt every inch of my cock as I fucked him. Looking down I watched as he stroked his cock, watching my cock as I pulled out of him and then sank back into his ass. My body began to tremble and I picked up my pace, his body moving under me as I pushed against him, feeling the cum slowly building in my cock. Moaning I sank my cock deep into his ass, grinding myself into him as the head of my cock exploded, shooting my load deep into his ass. I thrust myself against him as the spasm spread through my trembling body, shooting evey last drop of cum into his ass. Smiling down at Wayne, his balls still brushing against my stomach as he worked his cock, I went down on my elbows over him. Adjusting my knees a bit I began moving my cock in his hot ass, slowly fucking him as he stroked his cock. I coud feel his body start to tremble and he pushed his head back against the bed as I worked my cock deep in his ass. Cupping my hands over his head, our bodies moved together as I fucked him, his body tensing under me. Wayne began to moan and pushed his body against mine, his hand stroking his cock faster, slamming his balls against my stomach. His body bucked against me as he pushed his head back, moaning as he shot his load up against my chest, the spasm of his body gripping my cock. I fucked him until he had pulled the last bit of cum from his cock onto his stomach.
We laid there smiling at each other for a moment and then he placed his hands on my sides as I slid myspent cock from his ass, and laid down on my back next to him. "Well, maybe we should hit the shower and clean up. If you can stick around we'll watch a movie and get something to eat," he said with a smile.

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My student Sophia !

2007-10-29T00:28:00.000-07:00

I had recently joined as a zoology prof in a college where I went in for first day of lecture. There sat Sophia on the first bench ! The first look of this girl had my head spinning ! She was sexier then any bitch I had seen in before. She was dressed in a white tight blouse which showed off her lovely round tits prominently. As she stood up to greet me I could not stop staring at her sexy thighs which lay exposed ad she was in minies. i kept wondering what was beneath them !

It was really difficult to concentrate in the lecture. And then it happened ! I dropped my zoology book by mistake on the floor and had to bend down to pick it up. There I got a view of her lovely panties under the minies.

I continued to masturbate for many days with Sophia being my fantasy. I had fucked ner in my imagination in all the positions that I could think of. I thought only if the imagination changed to reality !

Then I got a way of doing that. Grades of sophia in zoology were pretty bad. I frightened her that if she did not study hard she might flunk in the exams. I asked her to take coaching from me to improve her grades.

Poor girl had to agree and we started daily sessions in the late evenings where I taught her zoology wondering when will I get the chance to teach her the actual zoology.

Slowly Sophia began to get free with me. Initially she used to come well dressed. But gradually she started coming in casual dresses. I had ball of a time staring at her as long as I wanted and started masturbating badly. My desire for the little bitch grew day by day.

One day it happened. It was raining heavily and the weather was all stormy. It was late evening and Sophia had come over for her class. The drops of rain could not resist clinging to her body and she was all wet. On top of it she was dressed in a low cut blouse and a mini skirt. This 18 year old chick all wet turned me on.

Sophia who had never had sex in her life was not very much aware of what was going in my mind. We sat for the coaching and I started with reproduction. When I reached to reproductive organs i could feel that she was getting concious of my stares on her boobs which were quite visible thru her wet dress.

Noticing this I put my hand on hers to turn her on. I was in all mood to satisfy my hunger for this slut tonight. Sophia protested and said she wanted to go home. I told it was too stormy to go home. She persisted with her demand to go home and went towards the door.

I closed the door and grabbed her. She was cold with fear. She begged to let her go. I blackmailed her that if she did not do what I told her to do I will see to it that she flunks in her tests. Desperate not to make me angry she started to beg before me to let her go.

I caught hold of her more tightly and got better off all her attempts to sqeeze past. Knowing that it was useless to rebel she decided to comply.

I asked her to remove her blouse. She started crying. I told her that it wont help. Reluctantly she removed her blouse leaving her in her lacy bra and skirt. This sight turned me on completely and made my cock go as thick as ever before.

I approached her and gave her a kiss. Slowly I lay her down on the couch and kissed her thighs. Then I moved my hands over her bra pinching her breasts thru her bra. This made her breasts go hard. I kissed her for a long time.

Not able to bear the hard cock in my undies I removed my pand and undies to make my cock free. Seeing the cock Sophias was dumbstruck. I could feel lust in her eyes for the cock and the longing in them to have the cock put in her cunt.

I kissed her again and could feel her reciprocating for the first time. I knew she would not be disappointed by this game of sex which she was playing for the first time.And that too with a man who had thought just about her since he had seen her.

I unclasped the bra and saw her hard nipples. Sucking her nipples her put my hand into her panty. Her cunt was all hot and wet. I removed her panty and kissed it and got mad by the smell of the liquid which had seeped into it.

Here lay a girl all naked except her tiny skirt all ready to be fucked by me. I pinched her nipples with my thumbs and could hear her sighes getting louder and louder. I could hear "Fuck me ! Satisfy me !"

This was all I wanted to hear. I put my cock into her pussy and started giving violent thrusts. She could not beleive how nicw this could feel and was running out of breath. This continued for quite some time when we both came.

We made love many times that night. Since then life has not been the same. The zoology classes have become much more entertaining and grades of Sophia getting better and better as she learns her zoology !

The Principal's office

2007-10-21T21:01:00.000-07:00

Joshua Crandle slowly made his way through the wide deserted halls of Central High School

while nervously fingering the note he had received from Mr. Jackson while he was minding his own business in study hall! Why did he wanna see him anyway, he hadn't done anything wrong as far as he could figure, but he was still starting to sweat profusely as he neared his office!!! Mr. Jackson's secretary, Gwen Silver, looked up from her typing and asked efficiently, "And how may I help you young man!?!" "Uh, well ya see, it's like this," he mumbled while handing her the personally written note from Mr. Jackson, "I guess he wants to see me or something!!!" After taking several seconds to read the note, Miss Silver pressed the intercom button on her desk while informing her boss that Mr. Crandle was in the out offices waiting for his appointment!!! A quick verbal exchange between them ensued, and with a nod of her head, the secretary motioned him to go inside!!!
Of all the places on the face of the earth this was one of the last ones he wanted to be at, so nervously he stood in front of the huge oak desk and waited while Mr. Jackson completed writing something in a notebook before even acknowledging his presence!!! "And you must be Joshua Crandle," the fifty year old man said softly, "I've heard so many nice things about you, and I must say, from what I can see from here those reports were more than accurate!!! Nervously shifting his weight from one leg to the other, Josh still hadn't a clue what this meeting was all about, but like a lightning strike in a rain storm, Mr. Jackson stunned him when she offered, "Mr. Laurens has told me everything, and if you want this to remain out little secret you just do as you're told, understand!?!" With his head now spinning out of control and the feeling of lightheadedness overtaking him, all he could do was make a big gulp and reply softly, "Yes, sir, I understand!!!"

Mr. Jackson got up out of her chair and casually locked the office door, and after turning around to face him ordered quietly, "Okay, son, drop those pants so that I can see this wonder pecker he's been telling me about!!!" "N-now," he asked nervously, "what if somebody comes in or something!?!" "Young man," he replied evenly, "as you can plainly see I just have locked the door and since I'm the principal I can do pretty much anything I damn well please around here, so stop gabbing and start stripping!!!" Even though he was certainly terrified at this strange turn of events, a shiver of excitement shot through him as he slowly began unbuckling the belt on his jeans!!! "That's better," he said to the skinny eighteen year old, "hurry up now, I wanna see what's hidden inside of there!!!" Seconds later with his pants down around his ankles, Mr. Jackson couldn't take it anymore, and with much quicker reflexes than he thought a man of her age could possess, he dropped to his knees in front of him, and with slightly shaking hands slid his powder blue boxers down over his spindly thighs, allowing his huge semi hard erection to flop obscenely into view!!!

For the next several seconds the room was deathly quiet, but then with a soft gasp Mr. Jackson opined, "M- my god, it's incredible, all that meat on such a thin frame, m-may I suck it, please!?!" His pecker was thickening rapidly, and just like Mr. Laurens, once the old boy got a peak at his erection he became completely in its thrall, and without so much as uttering a response, Josh just pushed his hips forward in a signal for him to take it into his mouth, and just like his English teacher, that's exactly what he did!!! "Oh, god," he moaned quietly when his soft tongue caressed the head of his big dick, "t-that feels just wonderful, ohhhhhhhhhh my that's nice!!!" Just hearing him make appreciative comments about his oral abilities drove him into a feeding frenzy as he sucked wildly on the head of the nine inch prick, desperately trying to coax out a gusher into his needy mouth!!! Even though he had a modicum of control over these men, it still was a case of a young inexperienced man having his pecker sucked, and as they are wont to do, his entire body shuddered hard as he ejaculated a stunning cum shot down his more than eager throat!!!

After a glassy eyed Mr. Jackson got to his feet, he sat down unsteadily onto the edge of her desk, and with a little line of drool running out from the corner of his mouth, slid off his pants and shorts and guided Josh's still hard cock directly into his tight hairy asshole!!! A long low moan from deep inside of his throat gurgled softly from his lips as Josh's thick member slowly penetrated his most intimate of spots!!! "G-good fucking god you're huge," he stammered as inch after inch of thick cock flesh slowly disappeared inside of his needy rectum, "y-you're girl friend must be in seventh heaven!!!" With his eyes cast down he answered quietly, "I don't have a girl friend, sir, Mr. Laurens is the only one who takes care of me!!!" "Well now you have two of us," he replied through gritted teeth as he bottomed out with all nine plus inches impaling his well used ass, "you don't mind if we use your cock to fuck our butts do you!?!" "Oh my, no," he sighed while stroking in and out of him with piston like regularity, "you both have very hairy assholes, I just love them to death!!!"

Josh was so certain when he was being called to the principal's office that he was in a boat load of trouble, but now as he pounded his cock in and out of cocksucker Jackson's ass, he realized once again the power that his pecker held over men of all ages!!! Mr. Jackson, who must have been at least fifty years old, all the way down to Mr. Laurens who was just a recent college graduate, as far as he could tell they both became absolute cock hounds when exposed to his massive erection, and even at that very moment Mr. Jackson's pecker was beginning to spasm hard, inducing what was surely to be a viciously brutal orgasm for both of them!!! "Oh, god," he gasped, "h-harder, fuck me harder you fucking big cocked stud boy!!!" Josh simply loved hearing men begging him for his hard dick, so when the old biddy began blithering away like a two dollar whore, his nut bag tightened imperceptibly which was of course a precursor for his pecker to convulse and send a gusher of hot spunk deep inside of the hairy assed older man's butt hole!!!

This time even Josh was shell shocked as he stumbled backwards and landed with a thud in one of the several chairs standing in front of Mr. Jackson's desk!!! The old man, on the other hand, hadn't moved even a muscle since Josh's pecker had slid from her well fucked rump, until several minutes later he struggled over to the door, unlocked and opened it, and asked Miss Silver to come into her office!!! Josh just rolled his head to the side as the cute little blonde receptionist/secretary entered the room, and just as if she had done it a hundred times before, she followed Mr. Jackson over to the desk, whereupon the old man sat down with her legs spread and guided the mouth of the young woman to his cum soaked crotch!!! Josh, even though he had just experienced two crushing orgasms, began idly fisting his rapidly hardening prick while watching the cute little cunt lapper do a number on the cock of her hot assed boss!!! Just look at her, Mr. Crandle, she sucks me off at least once a day, but this a real treat for her to have a hot load of cum dripping out of my asshole, ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck she's a hot little cocksucker!!! Mr. Jackson's eyes began to glaze over, not only do to the relentless tonguing from his hot wench secretary, but also from merely watching Josh jerk his big fat pecker in such an insolent and casual manner!!!
It was becoming painfully obvious that Mr. Jackson was about to blow another load, but for Josh, the real turn on was Gwen Silver's cute little ass that was practically sticking up right I his face!!! Without even asking, the young stud took his place behind the unsuspecting cocksucker, and with an easy deftness lifted her skirt and slid her ruffled pink panties to the side, exposing her smoothly shaven cunt to the hungry eye of his thick snake!!! After rubbing his huge head up and down the length of her slit, he waited for a nod of approval from Mr. Jackson, and after receiving it, rammed his meat balls deep into the stunned woman, educing an ear piercing scream from her directly onto Mr. Jackson's throbbing dick!!! As Miss Silver pressed her ass back against his groin it signaled to Josh to jam her harder, and while the his hard dick rocketed in and out of her pussy, all three of them boarded the nonstop climax express that hurtled out of control down the tracks towards their thundering orgasms!!! With his head rolling from side to side on his shoulders, Mr. Jackson was the first to go over the edge as his pecker contracted hard three or four times in Gwen Silver's mouth, which in turn started the dominos to fall as her own pussy convulsed around Josh's pecker, which naturally set of his own explosion deep inside the hairless pussy of the hot mouthed secretary!!!

On shaky legs Josh meandered back to his next period's class which thankfully was a study hall!!! He wasn't at all sure he could handle a real class, so as he sank into his seat and rested his head on the desk, he was roused to attention when the study hall proctor tapped him on the shoulder and announced, "Mr. Crandle, I have a note from Mr. Laurens, he wants to see you in his room at onceAAAA.!!!

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Trans Daniel is My Life

2007-08-21T16:40:00.000-07:00

It was about six pm on a Saturday afternoon in early May, the trees were beginning to green and warm weather could almost be counted on. My day had been, unfortunately, typical, which is to say impossibly busy and now I was pretty sure that the model home that I was going to see had already closed. I was running up the steps to the front door when this guy was coming out. He looked at me and said. "Sorry buddy but we're closed."

"Oh fuck!" I stopped to catch my breath. Then realized that he was taking that remark personally. "Oh geez, I'm sorry!" I laughed. "It's not your fault. I just need a job with normal hours."

He smiled. "They killin ya?"

"Sometimes it feels like it."

He smiled at me again and I noticed that he had blue eyes, you know the kind that are brilliant blue with a kind of black surround that just seems to make the blue stand out even more. He held out his hand. "My name is Daniel O'Connor."

"I'm James Lapointe. Is that the same O'Connor of O'Connor Homes as in the sign out front?"

"That's me, actually it was mostly my dad up until he died a few years ago. Now it's me." He looked down for a second. "Why don't you come in and look around. It's not like anybody's waiting for me."

"Man I would really appreciate that! I can't seem to find the time during normal hours."

Daniel walked me around the model home and showed me the many variations that were possible. I told him what I liked and how I would really like to have a custom home built on land that was not necessarily part of a development. He said that they did have some land that would fit that description and that he'd be glad to show it to me.

Daniel was a stunningly good looking man, at least to me. He was short and thin, maybe 5'6" and 140 pounds with black slightly wavy hair and as he walked away from me I noticed that he had what looked to be an incredible ass. There was a quality about him, something was telling me that he was gay. Not that he was effeminate because he wasn't but there was something there.

After an hour or so of talking I said to him. "Daniel you said you didn't have anyone waiting for you. Would you like to have dinner? I don't have anyone waiting either."

Daniel looked at me and smiled. "Yeah.....I think I'd like that." God he's got a pretty mouth!

I walked over to him. "We could take my car," I pointed toward the door. "it's just out front." He was looking up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.

I was fiddling with the keys in my coat pocket and I suddenly wanted to kiss this guy so bad. "Damn! Look if I'm wrong here, please forgive me." I reached over and put my hand behind his neck and drew him slowly to me. I was lowering my head and thank god he was opening his mouth slightly. I kissed him soooooo gently, our lips just touching, a whisper. "Oh god!"

He was looking into my eyes and then he looked down quickly and then back. He smiled. "You're a good kisser." He laughed. "You kiss everyone that tries to sell you something?"

I was still holding his face gently in my hands. I smiled. "Only the very best looking ones." I lowered my head and kissed him again this time probing his mouth tentatively with my tongue.

He wasn't trying in any way to pull away from me, if anything he was leaning into me. "There's a restaurant a mile or so from here." His voice was soft. "They have great steaks."

"Would that be okay with you? I mean, let's do that okay?"

"Okay but ya gotta let go of my hand or I can't put my jacket on." He laughed and it went into me like an electric current.

I just couldn't stop looking at him. I felt like a complete fool but I just couldn't take my eyes off of him and the more that I watched him the more that he watched me watching him.

"You gonna be okay?" He put his hand on my arm and looked up at me.

"Maybe food." I coughed. "Maybe I just need some food...haven't eaten."

The restaurant was close and well I guess the word would be intimate, dark wood, a fireplace. We both order steak and had just gotten our wine.

Daniel asked. "So tell me what you do for a living?"

"Okay but please don't hate me."

"Oh god, you rob banks!" He was smiling.

I laughed. "No, it's worse that that, much worse."

"Oh no! Don't tell me that you're a lawyer?"

I lowered my head. "It's true."

"Well you must have learned how to kiss before you became one." The candle on the table was dancing light around his face.

I pushed my hand across the table and just barely touched his fingertips. "You liked being kissed didn't' you?"

He smiled and nodded. "You taste good."

"I still can't believe that I did it. I've never done anything like that in my life." I was looking at my glass of wine as I swirled it around. "I mean, most of my life I've tried to hide the fact that I'm gay and even after all that's happened I still don't advertise it but you had a look on your face..............like you needed to be kissed." I looked at him and smiled. "I hope you don't think I'm a nut of some kind."

Daniel looked at me questioningly. "What all has happened? Well.....if you want to talk about it."

"Divorce." I looked at the table. "My wife hired a detective and he caught me with a guy. You'd think that I'd know better." I looked up at Daniel.

"How long were you married?"

"Twelve years, two kids, both boys, Robert 12 and Jason 10, they both hate me now." I could say it but there was no way to describe how much it hurt, having your sons hate you.

Daniel looked at me but I couldn't read his expression. "I'm sorry about the pain involved. How long did you know that you were gay?"

"Oh god, from the time that I was twelve." I ran my hand through my hair. "I just couldn't deal with it. Now everyone knows and, well, I guess, that mostly I've never been happier. Well, maybe happy isn't the right word."

"God," I said, "don't tell me that I'm some exmarried guy with kids and hang-ups that you'd just as soon never see again."

Daniel laughed. "Are you always this hard on yourself?"

"No," I laughed, "remember, I'm a lawyer, usually I'm an egotistical asshole who thinks he's the greatest thing ever to happen."

"So why are you being so hard on yourself now?" Daniel was starring sheepishly into my eyes.

I looked down at the table. "Your kiss..............and something about you. I've been looking so long....I mean there's no one to come home to......no one to care." I looked at Daniel. "Am I freaking you?"

"Well you can't tell me you haven't been invited to parties. I know the rich queens in this town and I'm sure they wanted you for breakfast."

I laughed. "Actually you're right. I just couldn't deal with that." I looked seriously at Daniel. "I'm really just a normal guy," I laughed again. "except of course for the whole liking to have sex with men thing."

The waiter brought our food and we began to eat, Daniel eating sparingly and me wolfing it down.

"So, you never answered me, am I freaking you out?"

"Nope, you're not freaking me out. I guess that I pretty much feel the same way." He was twisting his napkin. "I've had boyfriends before, well a couple, but they never lasted. Well, the only important one was the first one and it turned out that he never really cared about me." This looked painful for him. "He worked for my dad and he wanted to.....well, improve his position."

I spoke very softly. "How long were you with the first one?"

He looked up at me. "Four years." He laughed but he looked like he wanted to cry. "We didn't live together but I did think that he loved me. Turns out he wanted job insurance and something to fuck. He's married now." He looked at me with a kind of panic. "God I didn't mean to unload that on you! I'm really sorry."

I took his hand in mine. "It's okay Daniel, you can tell me whatever you need to tell me."

"I don't think that I've ever told anyone all this shit before, at least not at one sitting." His hand was still in mine and he was making no attempt to pull it back.

"I guess that I'd better give you back your hand so that we can at least finish our dinner."

He looked at me and smiled and then looked down. "You can have it back over coffee, if you want." He groaned and lowered his head. "God, I can't believe I said that."

I reached over and took his hand again. "Daniel, I spend every waking moment trying to get the truth out of people or trying to make them see the truth. You can be sappy with me as long as that's the way you really feel." I smiled at him. "Actually I like sappy." Then softly. "I like you."

"I like you too." He smiled broadly. "I let you kiss me an hour after we met for chrissake!"

"It felt good didn't it?" I said smiling.

He looked at me shyly. "I can still feel it." Then "And yeah it sure did feel good. It's been a long time since I let anyone kiss me. I forgot how..........intimate it is."

I looked at Daniel for a minute. "Daniel, I like you, I think that I like you a lot, but we can go as slow as you need to go. I know that those first relationships have probably left you feeling like you can't trust anyone, so if I start going faster than you want to go just tell me. You won't hurt my feelings," I smiled. "I'm pretty tough."

Daniel looked at me for a long while. "James, how about this; we consider this dinner to be our first date and then tomorrow you come over to my house for dinner. We can be a lot more relaxed there, I won't be so tired, and we can really get to know each other." Then. "They don't make you work on Sunday do they?"

"Nope," I smiled. "hasn't occurred to them yet and that sounds great. Can I come early?"

Daniel was drawing a map on the back of a business card. "How bout noon? And don't dress fancy, shorts or sweats would be fine. I'm a slob on the weekend, especially Sunday." He looked down at the table and scratched the back of his head then looked up at me. "If I had a lover I'd stay naked the whole day." He laughed an embarrassed laugh. "Shit! Forget that I said that!"

I laughed out loud. "I never forget!" I touched his hand and spoke seriously. "You can't imagine how I dream of a day like that. It's the thought of days like that that keep me going."

It was dark when I dropped Daniel off at his car and we embraced for a long time and I got to really kiss him. Feeling his slender hard body against mine was intoxicating for us both and we both had hardon's.

Daniel said. "Geez, I better get outta here before I do something that I don't want to do just yet." He touched his forehead to my chest. "God I hope you're for real."

I lifted his chin and gently kissed him. I whispered. "I am for real Daniel." I put my hand behind his neck and drew his head to my chest. "Baby, we just have to see if we're right for each other. I'm hoping we are. I need this so bad."

I decided to wear to Daniel's exactly what I would have been wearing if I was spending the day at home. This consisted of baseball cap, track suit pants, tee shirt, sweat shirt, sneakers, and ah, no underwear.

Hysterically, it looked like we had coordinated our clothes, he was wearing the exact same thing.

"Geez you've got great taste in clothes." Daniel was smiling.

"Well you did say casual." When I walked in I held Daniel lightly and kissed him. I did it casually because you never know how much of last night was just something of the moment and I didn't want him to think that I was assuming too much. He returned the kiss and I sensed the same need that I did the night before.

I massaged his shoulders while I looked into his eyes. "You okay today?

"Maybe a little scared." He was looking me right in the eyes. "But that won't stop me."

"Don't be afraid. I won't bite unless you tell me to."

"Well I think the idea here is that we relax and just be ourselves so come on in the kitchen and we'll get some coffee and I'll give ya a tour of the place." Daniel took my hand and led me through the foyer and down a short hallway to the kitchen.

While Daniel was pouring coffee I reached up under his sweatshirt and rubbed my hands against his naked chest. A soft "mmmmm" came from his throat. "Now if you keep that up we're going to end up on the kitchen floor and the only thing we're going to find out about each other is that we both like sex." He laughed. "Besides, that's cheating." He pulled my hands out from under his sweatshirt.

"When I'm near you it's hard not to touch you." I kissed the back of his neck. I turned Daniel around and wrapped my arms around him. "I don't think that I've ever felt this connected with someone, so relaxed." I quickly kissed him. "I feel that we're meant to be together, that it's fate."

Daniel grabbed my hand and pulled me to the living room. We sat on a brown leather sofa and Daniel laid back and put his feet up on a cocktail table. "High school, I went to high school in Milwaukee and college at UW at Madison, majored in architecture with a minor in English." He rolled his head and looked at me. "Your turn."

"Okay, high school in Lake Forest Illinois, the Marine Corp and then college and law school at Northwestern. I always knew that I wanted to be a lawyer. My dad is one and he's kinda my hero and my mom is nice too but she doesn't do much."

"Why is your dad your hero?"

"Cause he's honest. I mean he's also incredibly tough and smart but he's got like this solid inner core of honesty that just anchors him." I knew that tears were starting to form at the corners of my eyes but I ignored them. I reached over and took Daniel's hand. "I want to be like my dad, that's really important to me."

"Hmmm, sounds like my dad." Daniel was twisting and playing with my finger. "Even when he found out that I was gay, and in the beginning he was finding out in the worst possible way with that guy starting rumors and shit. He just told me that I should always tell the truth, no matter what it was and that if it turned out that I was gay it would be okay as long as I told the truth."

Daniel looked at me. "What did your dad say about the divorce?"

"Oh god! That was so hard. I had to tell him before he heard about it and I would have rather done about anything other than that." I pulled Daniel to me on the sofa. "When I was telling him he didn't say a word, just stared at me and listened, no expression on his face at all. It was more frightening than if he had exploded or something. Anyway when I finally finished he says. "James before I comment on this I would like some time to do a little research." Then he says that he loves me and nothing changes that, ever, but he needs a little time. It took him about a week and by that time he probably knew more about being gay than Larry Kramer."

Daniel had let me pull him to me while I was telling him about my dad and as I was talking he just seemed to naturally snuggle down against me. I had an arm over his shoulder and from time to time I would bend down and kiss the top of his head.

"You're lucky you've still got your dad and your mom." He looked up at me. "Loosing my dad was really rough, there was my mom to worry about, the business to worry about and then the whole emotional thing of not having him around anymore." Daniel laughed. "Sorry. I don't usually do the self pity thing."

Suddenly Daniel sat up. "Wanna see my favorite room?" He was smiling. "Come on."
He grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the sofa and dragged me upstairs.

"You taking me someplace where you can have your way with me."

"Maybe later but now I want to show you this room." Daniel pulled me into a fairly small room that was all windows and faced the south. The sun was streaming in and if the upper part of the window wasn't open the room would have been intolerably hot, at least for May. There was no furniture in the room but lots of plants, all kinds including herbs. Daniel laid down in the center of the room on the floor the sun was hitting him full on. "In the middle of winter when it's really cold outside I come into this room and lay here naked and then it doesn't feel like I'm trapped in this snow covered place." He rolled over and looked up at me. "You think that I'm totally fucking nuts don't you?"

I laughed out loud and straddled Daniel on the floor. I leaned down and kissed him. "No, no I don't." I laid down next to him. "Nothing that makes you happy is crazy, nothing." I was running my fingers through his hair and my face was very close to his.

Suddenly I realized that maybe I was pushing him and I laid my head on the floor. "Daniel, am I pushing too hard. I really don't mean to."

"No James! No honest you're not." Daniel rolled on his side and put his hand on the back of my neck. "I like what you're doing. It makes me feel good, like you really care."

"I do care." I was still starring at the floor. "Daniel it doesn't make any sense to me and I don't expect you to feel the same way yet but I think that I'm falling in love with you." I put my hand on his chest. "Please Daniel don't let that freak you out. I probably shouldn't have said it but I was gonna go crazy if I didn't."

I finally looked up at Daniel and he was smiling. He reached over and touched my face. "Good, I wouldn't want to be falling in love alone."

I leaned over and kissed him and then wrapped my arms around him and kissed him even more deeply. "I promise that I won't hurt you Daniel, not like those other guys, I'd never do that." I laid my head on his chest. "What do we do now?"

Daniel got up and pulled me up with him. He took my hand and we walked slowly to his bedroom. "It's been over a year since I had sex with another person. Horny doesn't really describe it." He smiled at me and wrapped his arm around my neck. "Not that I want to put a lot of pressure on ya or anything but god I need it."

I pushed Daniel down on the bed and layed down on top of him. "So this is just like you want a stud service right? I smiled and kissed him.

"You got it babe!"

"Well, I'm your guy." I started pulling his sweatshirt off over his head. His tee shirt came off with the sweatshirt and for the first time I was looking at Daniel's naked chest. "God you're fucking gorgeous!"

I can't describe how beautiful Daniel looked to me, his black hair, his blue eyes, his chest was defined without being overworked. I lifted my self up and slowly pulled down his track pants. His cock caught on the waist band but then slapped against his stomach. I pulled his pants off and tossed them on the floor. Daniel was totally naked.

I pulled my sweatshirt off over my head and tossed it on the floor with Daniel's clothes. I rolled off of him and lifted my legs up and pulled off my track pants, like Daniel's my cock slapped against my stomach. I tuned on my side and gently took Daniel's cock in my hand, it was about six inches, perfectly formed and hard as a rock. He gasped a little when I touched his cock but then settled down. I took Daniel's left hand and put it on my cock.

Daniel sat up. "Please tell me that's your fucking arm."

I laughed. "I know you can handle it."

"Handle it? We'd need a crane to handle it." He smiled at me and kissed me. "I'm kidding, you have a pretty dick and I've got some really good lube.

James, before we do anything, shit this is gonna sound needy, but would you just hold me for a while? I mean, I'm as horny as you are but it's just been so long since I've felt that and it's the thing I need most.

I laid down next to Daniel and held him in my arms, he rolled over and put his head on my chest. After a while he reached down and lifted up my cock. "Holy fuck! You better be gentle."

I kissed the top of his head and said. "Daniel, I figure that after this long without sex we better just treat you like a virgin." I massaged the back of his neck. "Don't worry hun we're not going any faster than you want to. You're calling the shots."

Daniel was slowly stroking my dick. "It sure is a pretty one. It may be the nicest dick I've ever seen."

"That's all that French Canadian blood in me. Sometimes those guys needed to split logs with their dicks." I lifted his chin up and kissed him. "But I'm more than just a big dick ya know.

I pulled Daniel up even with me and held his face in my hands and kissed him. "It's like you've taken over my mind, for the last twenty-four hours I haven't been able to think of anything else. I got cases sitting on my desk and I don't give a fuck about them. There's like a million things that I need to get done regarding my family and the divorce and I don't give a fuck about them either. When I close my eyes I see your face, when I open them I want to see it. I've never felt like this before in my life, not for my wife not for anyone." I kissed him again.

I began to kiss the underside of Daniel's jaw and up behind his ear, moving very slowly, enjoying every centimeter of the skin that I was adoring so totally. When I kissed behind his ear Daniel began to moan very softly almost inaudibly so I began kissing all around his ear and slowly working my way inside of it. This seemed to cause a explosion of movement as Daniel started writhing under me and gasping as my tongue entered him. I held his head with both hands and stopped him from moving too much.

From his ear I moved my tongue down to Daniel's nipples, which are pretty prominent. Generally if a guy has big nipples they're sensitive and so were Daniels. The first lick had him begging me to stop but aside from varying the pressure of my tongue and teeth I kept torturing his nipples. All during my working over of Daniel's nipples his legs were coming up to the point that by the time I was done with them his legs were wrapped around my waist and my dick was poking somewhere near his ass.

After I finished with his nipples I returned to kissing Daniel. The kisses were deep and passionate and our tongues became intimately acquainted with each other.

"James, please, I'm ready, please man, I need your dick." He kissed me. "Please fuck me."

I put my mouth next to his ear and in a husky whisper. "You really need my cock?"

"Oh god yeah! Please James, fuck me."

I pushed his hair out of his eyes and spoke in the same voice. "Daniel, when I fuck you your ass is gonna be mine. That what you want?

"God yes James! Just stick it in me." Please babe I really need it now!

"Do ya love me? I want to fuck my lover."

"Yes, oh fuckin yes! I love you James."

"You sure you want it."

He just groaned. I turned him over so that he was on his hand and knees. I pushed his knees further apart, took the lube on the night stand and started applying it to Daniels asshole, slowly pushing my index finger in and moving it around so that he'd get used to it. Soon it was joined by a second finger and eventually a third. I pushed them in twisting them as I went. Daniel was silky smooth inside and his asshole tightened around my fingers.

"You ready?"

"God yes! Put it in...........but slowly."

I put my condom covered dick where my fingers had been and slowly pressed forward for a bit and then stopped.

"Okay Daniel, it's up to you now, push back and take as much as you can." We were both lightly sweating as Daniel started pushing backward, making little grunting sounds.

Just as we were reaching the point were Daniel was either going to push me back off the bed or my cock was going to break in half in popped into him.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh holy fuck!" Daniel was trying to pull off my cock but I held him in place.

"Hang in there Daniel! It'll pass."

"Ohhhhh fuck that hurts! Ohhh fuck!" Daniel lower his head to the bed while he got used to my cock in his ass. I leaned forward and rubbed his shoulders and talked quietly to him.

Very slowly, so slowly that even Daniel couldn't much feel it I began to fuck him. When I say slowly I do mean slowly, an eighth of an inch in, a sixteenth back, slowly going deeper into him. I talked to him for every second, telling him that I loved him, telling him how great his ass felt and how good it was going to feel for him soon. By the time that I had about six inches in his ass I was moving about a half inch in and out and Daniel was no longer talking about pain.

"Oh baby! Oh baby your ass feels fucking fantastic!" And god it did! Having my cock in Daniel's ass threw my feelings for him into overdrive, all I could think of was keeping this man mine. This sure wasn't my first fuck but it made all the others seem like nothing. Seeing Daniel throw his head back first in pain and now in ecstasy was making my heart turn in my chest. I wanted both to totally dominate him sexually and to totally serve him as a lover, a mate. I knew that for better or worse things were never going to be the same and that the man beneath me was going to be the center of my life.

"Fuck James, oh god! Your cock is so fucking great!" He reached under himself and felt my dick moving in his ass. "Oh man! That's fantastic." Then. "Give me more James, I can take more. I slowly buried my cock all the way into Daniel's ass, he gasped but then said. "Fucking yes, yeah, yeah!" Then. "Been so fucking long. So fucking good, so good." Daniel reached back and felt my cock moving in him again and then held my balls in his hand. "God I can hold your balls James! I can hold your fucking balls while you fuck me."

"Oh shit! Oh god James, I'm fucking cumming." Daniel clamped down on my dick as he started to cum and at the same time started bucking his ass up and down and that triggered my own orgasm.

"Oh fuck Daniel! Oh fuck, I'm cumin in your ass." I dropped down over Daniel's back as I pumped my load into is ass. I kissed the back of his neck and wrapped my arms around him.

Afterwards we just collapsed forward, Daniel on his stomach with me on top of him my cock still in his ass.

Slowly I pulled Daniel over on to his side with me behind him. My cock slowly plopped out of his ass. After a few minutes to get our breath back Daniel rolled over so that he was facing me, he buried his face in my chest and wrapped his arms around me. I was beginning to understand that Daniel's need for affection was almost limitless and he loved burying his face in my chest while I held him, this was a position that he would happily stay in for hours or until he was moved.

I kissed the top of Daniel's head. "You doing okay?" I was lightly rubbing Daniel's back.

"Better than." He was talking into my chest.

"You're being kinda quiet."

"Trying to sort it out."

"I love you."

"God I love you too!" Then. "Are you always this nice?"

"How do ya mean?"

"Well........just nice. I mean like everything you've done." He looked up at me. "You've been so patient with me."

I rolled Daniel onto his back, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. I ran my fingers through his hair.

"You don't suppose it's because I love you do ya?" Daniel looked confused. "Daniel, these aren't just words to me and I don't understand how in the hell it could have happened so fucking fast, but babe, I do love you."

"I know you do. I can feel it." He turned into my chest again. "Just been so long."

I held Daniel for a long time and then began to notice how perfectly formed his ass was, how creamy white the color and how perfect the shape. I ran my hand down his back as his face was laying on my chest and started massaging those beautiful cheeks and slipping my finger just slightly into his ass.

"Mmmm, that feels nice."

"Daniel you have the prettiest ass I've ever seen."

"Well you've got the prettiest dick that I've ever seen." He reached down to touch my cock. "Oh geez." He lifted his head and looked down at my cock then up at me. "Wanna split some logs?"

We fucked on and off for the rest of the afternoon, then took a break for some grilled steaks. Afterwards we snuggled together on a chaise lounge on the patio watching the sun going down and just being in love together. Finally it got too cool to stay outside and we went inside, lit a fire in the fireplace and wrapped ourselves in a blanket and sat in front of the fire just kinda kissing and playing with each other.

"Oh fuck Daniel! I looked at him. "I gotta go to work tomorrow! I don't have any clothes with me."

"James don't go!" He took my face in his hands. "Honest babe I'll wake you up early tomorrow and you can run home and change. But I really need you here tonight." Daniel looked angry with himself and got up off the floor and went and sat on the sofa. "Forget that James, I'm being fucking needy, if you need to go home so you can get ready for work tomorrow then you should do that."

I walked over to the sofa and pulled him up into an embrace, we were both naked. "Promise you'll get me up by five?"

"I promise. And I promise I'll wake you up in a way that you'll like." He took my hand.
" Let's go to bed.

By five in the morning I think that I was more tired than I have ever been. My wife and I didn't fuck like that on our honeymoon, well with her what could you expect, in any event by the time that I got to work I was pretty much a zombie.

Part of me wanted to move in with Daniel, which is what he wanted also, but on the other hand I had my kids to think of, since visitation hadn't been settled yet, not that they wanted to see me but I still felt that I needed to keep my own place. Over the next few days I did start bringing some suits, shirts and ties over to Daniel's. I couldn't stand not being with him especially at night and as strongly as I felt that, it was even worse for him. Daniel wanted me with him every second, and more than anything on earth I wanted to make him happy.

I'm sure that my work suffered although I tried really hard for that not to happen but quite honestly the only thing on my mind for those first few weeks was Daniel. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to be sure that he was okay. I guess that I was and to a large degree still am feeling a very basic need to make sure that the one you love is happy and safe.

I wasn't really going home to my apartment anymore, when I left work I went to Daniel's unless I needed to pickup more clothes or something. It was weird at first, I mean I love Daniel, but it wasn't our house, it was his. I kinda got used to that but I was also kinda feeling like a long term guest or something. But I was sure that we could work it out.

by:mygaystories

TRANSSEXUAL SHOWER

2007-08-11T14:37:00.000-07:00

Sun was streaming in through the windows, and the sound of birds chirping woke him slowly, lethargically. He stretched and purred like a cat, exhausted but happy.

The night he had spent with Bill was the most incredible night of sex he had ever had. Bill had fallen asleep next to him on the small twin-sized bed and had been there all night long. Jack could not have felt more comfortable despite the cramped conditions. Their arms and legs were tangled together, and their nude bodies pressed against each other, as though they had slept this way all their lives. Bill’s face was mere inches from his own, his features displaying the glow of a peaceful night’s sleep. Jack imagined his lips on his lover as he inhaled his scent. The room still reeked of the sex from the night before. It smelled wonderful to Jack and a renewed sense of energy filled him. A person who loved him was in front of him. A person whom Jack loved more than anyone. Jack stroked Bill’s bare arm lightly so as to not awaken him. Bill murmured slightly in his sleep as he felt his lover’s touch. Jack smiled. This was the best. No more pain, no more fear. He was ready to live the rest of his life with the person tangled up with him. They had made that promise to one another. The irony of the situation provoked a smile from Jack. Here he was, Jack Hatcher, a person who had traveled to dozens of countries as an army brat and had met thousands of other people all over the world. And the person who told him would share the rest of his life with him was from his own back yard. In fact their dads had grown up right next door to one another until Jack’s own father had joined the service. It was by sheer luck that their parents ran into each other while helping both boys move into their dorm room. For Jack and Bill, it was love at first sight. Jack’s freshman year in college was going much better than he expected. Bill was the first person that Jack had ever fell asleep with after sex. With the few other lovers he had in high school, after the sex was over, they had always parted. Jack could not believe how wonderful it was to fall asleep in someone else’s arms as he snuggled a bit closer. But there were still things to do today, not the least of which was seeing his parents home after the end of the homecoming weekend. And looking at the clock next to the bed, Jack could see that they were already running late. Moving toward his mate, Jack planted a kiss on his lover’s mouth. "Good morning, Bill," said Jack softly. Bill awoke with a smile on his face. "Morning," mumbled Bill, snuggling closer to Jack. "We have to get up," said Jack, applying kisses to his cheek. "Um hmm," responded Bill quietly as he seemed to drift back to sleep. Jack made a mental note that Bill was definitely not a morning person as he reluctantly disentangled himself from his comforting embrace. Reaching the bathroom they shared in the small dorm room, Jack found that Bill was a bit more alert than he thought as his lover grabbed him around the waist. Jack was trying to pee into the toilet when Bill decided to embrace him. Kissing his neck, and looking over his lover’s shoulder, Bill quietly wrapped one arm around his lover’s chest and he gently began teasing his nipple. Soon, Jack felt Bill’s other hand move into his ass crack that he had pleasured so richly the evening before. Jack inhaled deeply at the stimulation he was feeling. Bill was so intimate with him. Bill loved him unconditionally. Every chance Bill had when they were alone, Jack felt wanted. Not just for his body or his mind, but for everything. Whenever they were alone in a room together (and sometimes even when others were present) the teens’ hands invariably drifted to each other’s bodies. And whenever they were apart, both boys confessed an insatiable craving for the other. Turning his head, Jack brushed his lips against Bill’s cheek and felt the bristles. "You need a shave," murmured Jack, turning his attentions to Bill’s ear lobe. Bill brought his own lips up to his lover’s face. "You too," responded Bill. Jack giggled as Bill lapped all over his face. After Bill allowed Jack to fondle and caress him during his own toilet, they hopped in the shower stall for further intimacies. "What do you think about Ron’s suggestion that we come to the nudist colony and have a commitment ceremony?" asked Jack as Bill adjusted the shower temperature. "I think Ron just wants to see both of us naked," responded Bill laughing. Reaching over to the dispenser, Bill soaped up Jack’s body. "Hmmm," said Bill as his hand gave Jack a playful slap on the butt, "I can’t say I blame him." Jack blushed a bit at this as he grabbed at Bill’s ass. After a bit of horseplay, the two were again locked in an embrace, the soap rinsing off of them as their bodies pressed ever tighter. "How much time do we have?" asked Bill. Jack’s eyes flashed over to the clock. "About 20 minutes, a half-hour if we push it." "Plenty of time," responded Bill, as he started going down on Jack. As Bill’s mouth swallowed his cock, Jack moaned with pleasure. Pistoning up and down on his tool, Bill took time out gently massage his lover’s balls with one hand while he moved the other hand between Jack’s ass cheeks. Jack parted his legs to allow Bill better access. Soon, Jack was rewarded with Bill’s finger up his ass. The rhythm of Bill’s cock sucking matched the finger fucking of Jack’s ass. Jack grunted as the pulsing beats brought closer him to the edge. Sensing his lover’s emerging orgasm, Bill relented for a bit and allowed his mouth to drift back to Jack’s. After sharing kisses, Jack returned the favor by going down on his lover’s body. Trailing his tongue down Bill’s muscular torso, Jack was filled with joy at the thought that he would be able to again explore his lover’s body. Bill had a pretty hairy chest and the hairs tickled his nose as he orally worshiped him. Jack wanted to be intimately familiar with every inch of Bill and to touch him in every way possible. Over and over again. As he reached Bill’s package, Jack inhaled his eight inch cock and soon found his nose buried in pubic hair. The water rushed over Bill’s body as he began to piston slowly into Jack’s mouth. Bill’s throbbing cockhead banged repeatedly against the back of Jack’s throat as the passion of his thrusts increased in tempo. Just as he was ready to explode, Bill removed his tool from Jack’s mouth with a loud gasp. Too soon to cum. Jack arose and took Bill back into his arms. "Do you know what I want?" asked Bill, meeting Jack’s lips with his own. Bill’s eyes seemed on fire as he looked intently at Jack. "What’s that?" asked Jack, licking Bill’s lips. "I want you to go up my ass," said Bill as he pressed his lips fully onto Jack’s mouth. For a long time they stood there, their tongues dancing inside each other, until Bill released and turned around. Bending over in the small shower stall, Bill grabbed his ankles. Jack grabbed Bill around the waist and knelt down, his tongue targeting the area within his lover’s ass crack. As Jack buried his face into the rim, Bill moaned softly. After making sure that the hole was sufficiently lubricated, Jack arose to ride Bill. Inserting his cockhead into Bill’s waiting hole, Jack exerted a significant amount of pressure to implant his tool into the very tight asshole. Jack moved further up his lover’s ass and he found his cock being significantly pleasured by the sensation. As Jack felt the smack of his balls on Bill’s ass cheeks, he knew he was fully inserted. Bill groaned and, letting go of his ankles, stood upright and grabbed Jack’s head from behind. As he did so, Jack reached over and inserted his tongue in Bill’s waiting mouth. Jack began pistoning his cock into Bill’s hole as he tongue-fucked with his mouth. The pace gradually increased in tempo until Jack was ready to erupt into Bill. Just as he was ready to spill, Jack withdrew. Still too soon. Jack pulled Bill around and they began to kiss passionately, both youths rubbing each other’s torsos against the other. It was time. Bill had taught Jack this technique that he had picked up in his "studies" of Indian culture. Simultaneously, and in the heat of their passion, both erupted on each other. The water from the shower mixed with each other’s hot spunk as they continued to kiss. That was beyond everything, thought Jack, as he worked on his lover’s mouth with his own. The pulses of orgasm caused both youths to groan while they embraced. As the kisses subsided, Jack looked into Bill’s eyes. "I love you, Bill," said Jack, his eyes flashing. "I love you, Jack," responded Bill, taking his lover’s package into his hands and fondling it. Jack’s eyes glanced at the clock. Not much time left. "We better get going," said Jack reluctantly. Bill’s face took on the appearance of a sad puppy. "Can’t they wait?" "No, babe, we have to get our asses moving," responded Jack, with a tone of mock criticism. "Have I ever told you how much I like seeing your ass move?" responded Bill, trying to grab more kisses as well as his companion’s butt. This elicited laughter from both youths as they finished their shower. Both youths emerged from the stall and dried each other off with some extra large towels that Bill had replicated. After finishing, Bill hopped on the small sink and sat down. There was barely enough room for him to fit on top. "What’s going on?" asked Jack as he moved next to the sink. Reaching over to grab the sonic razor he shared with Jack, Bill looked invitingly over to Jack. "You said I needed a shave," said Bill. "Would you like to shave me?" Jack grinned, and an idea popped in his head as he decided to join Bill on the sink. Bill nearly fell off as Jack moved into position. "What are you doing?" asked Bill laughing with astonishment. Their legs intertwined, the two nude lovers found themselves tightly joined at the crotch, their bodies touching intimately as both attempted to maintain their balance. "I’ll shave you," said Jack, as he planted a kiss on Bill’s lips. "But you have to shave me first." Bill grinned as he turned on the electric shaver. Constantly adjusting their bodies to keep their balance, and also to keep each other turned on, Jack and Bill took turns shaving each other’s faces. "Have you scheduled the room?" asked Bill, lifting his neck to allow Jack to shave under his chin. To celebrate their commitment, Jack had suggested a rather romantic evening. "Yep," responded Jack, moving the razor carefully under Bill’s adams apple. "The hot tub room off campus. I spoke to the manager yesterday to confirm it." The "hot tub" room, as it was known by the college students, was actually a rather secluded and small area right next to the health club both youths belonged to. Jack had found out on starting classes that the facility was frequently used by the university students for more intimate recreation. Featuring a large video screen, couples were allowed an outstanding view of romantic videos while soaking in a bubble bath built for two. The roof of the facility was made of glass and candles were in abundance. In the starlight, lovers would be able to enjoy romantic music with their view. The waiting list to access the room was over three months long, but Jack managed to pull a few strings. "Did you get the champagne?" asked Jack. "You bet," responded Bill. "Dom Perignon, 1996. Only the best." Jack smiled at this knowingly, remembering his conversation with Bill about what to buy with the recent student loan payment. "Did you get the strawberries?" asked Bill. "Yep," said Jack, "Real strawberries with real chocolate covering them. A gift from my parents." Bill moved his head down and smiled. "You remember you promised me that we’d get to taste the first one together." "Of course," said Jack, as he put down the razor and grabbed Bill around the neck. "You don’t think that I’d eat a chocolate covered strawberry without your mouth on mine. That just wouldn’t taste right." "Hey," said Bill devilishly as he moved closer to Jack, "who needs the strawberries and chocolate when I can taste your mouth right now?" Bill pressed his mouth onto Jack’s and they kissed sweetly. "Are we sappy or what?" asked Jack, a wide grin on his face. "As sappy as a Harlequin Romance novel," responded Bill, returning the grin. "And I really don’t care," said Jack, as he reattached his mouth to Bill’s. "I just wish we could just sit here all day like this. You and me, alone." "Me too," responded Bill, "except we’ve got our folks waiting for us." "Yow," said Jack, looking at the clock, "are we ever late." Quickly, Jack and Bill exited from their nest on the sink, nearly falling over. Rapidly dressing and hiding their erections under clothing as well as they could, they speedily exited to the rendezvous point. Both Bill and Jack hoped they did not miss the opportunity to see their parents off. Jack and Bill held one another’s hands on the car ride over to the hotel. Alone in the elevator on the way to meet their parents, they did manage to neck for the few seconds while they were in motion. But this left both only hungry for more. As soon as their parents gone, they had promised each other that they would return to the room for a hot make-out session. Jack smiled as they reached their parents’ floor in the hotel. He was ready for anything now as his lover Bill returned the grin. Life was going to be good.

G Alfacinha

2007-08-09T10:36:00.000-07:00

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My Stepsister Was A Shemale

2007-08-08T09:40:00.000-07:00

I won't bore you with all the crap so Ill make try and get you up to
speed quick. My parents divorced when I was a kid and I lived with my
mom most of the time (I was an only child). I moved away when I went to
college. By the time I started grad school I had my own place and
things were going fairly good.

About that time my dad married this lady who had a daughter that was
about my age. I met her at the wedding and I thought she was a real
dish. Her name was Sheila, and she was everything I looked for in a
woman--she was tall, stacked, a great body, light brownish hair and
I thought she looked kinda like Meg Ryan with a bigger curves. We
talked some and hit it off I suppose but the wedding was always in a
panic and we didn't get any farther than that.

So about a year goes by and my dad called and said Sheila was
transferring to my college and could she stay with me while she got
things squared away? I said sure. I liked living alone but I had no
girlfriend and I was too busy to make many friends and I was kind of
lonely, and I figured it might be nice to having someone around.

I picked her up at the airport and managed to get everything into the
truck. She packed like she was going around the world. She had a
steamer trunk--no shit--a real steamer trunk, the kind rich people
loaded with clothes and accessories when they were going to Europe on
the Queen Mary. And she still had other bags and boxes besides. I
thought about dropping her off at the Holiday Inn but was wearing a
t-shirt that stretched across her suculent tits and I just couldn't
think straight. She was gorgeous, just like I remembered, and we got
along immediately.

The big problem was that I had a one-bedroom apartment. I was all for
being a good host but I thought it was ridiculous to give up my bed
indefinitely. I'd shoehorned a queen-size bed into that bedroom and I
didn't want to give it up for good. We quickly worked out a plan where
wed alternate on a weekly basis. I had one week on the bed and the next
week on the sofa, and we'd alternate like that.

I got her moved in and we went about our lives. We were both busy with
school and work so we didn't go out much, and we ended up becomming quick
best-friends.

Now I'd never lived with a woman before and it had been a while since I'd
gotten laid, so I found myself getting distracted by Sheila a lot. I'm
normally not a nosy person but we both did each other's laundry, and one
day I was bringing back a load of laundry while she was gone and I just
found myself going through her underwear. Her panties were 36 inch
waist and largish (they weren't bikini style). Her bras were 36-Cs and
lacy and I thought they were great. I spent a lot of time imagining her
wearing one, and I was hoping the time would come when she'd walk around
the house in one. But it hadn't happened. I hadn't gotten any glimpses
of her naked. She was always wearing clothes or a robe or something.

All this was weighing heavily on my mind and I went into a period when
it seemed like I was horny and hard all the time. I started jacking off
in the shower or when I knew she wasn't home. But one time it was my
night on the sofa, it was late and I couldn't go to sleep and my dick
was a broomstick. And after tossing and turning I decided fuck it I'm
beating off. I started real easy a first, but I as I got relaxed I
really got into it.

And then all of a sudden I look up and there she is, standing in the
middle of the room looking at me, and I think OH SHIT. She just smiles
and says she wanted a drink and to go ahead because she doesn't care.
I waited until she went back to her room, and I really blew a load.

I wouldn't have thought much of it but it began happening a helluva lot
of the time. For awhile it seemed like I couldn't touch my dick without
her walking in. It got so bad it became a joke with us, and with that a
lot of the pressure was off. She didn't care that I did it, and she even
seemed to like it.

This went on for about a month, and then it was time for spring break.
We both finished up our midterms and on Friday night we went out to and
got smashed. We were at a party and it was fun watching all the guys
drooling all over Sheila, and they knew I got to go home with her.

It was right at the time where we normally swap our sleeping
arrangements, and it was her turn on the couch. But while she was
showering I passed out on the sofa.

Does anyone not know what happens next?

I woke up in the middle of the night, took a whiz, and I remembered it
was my night in the bed so I climbed in. I didnt notice her at all. I
just hit the mattress and I was out. The next thing I knew it was
bright and the sun was coming in through the windows. I was lying on
my back, tent-poleing the covers, so I got up and took another whiz,
and came back into the bedroom.

I looked down at Sheila, who was asleep on her back. The covers were
down around her belly-button, and she was topless. She had a beautiful
set of tits. They were well-rounded and firm without being rockhard.
The nipples were like pencil erasers and the aereolas were about the
size of silver dollars, and a luscious dark pink. Her hair cascaded
around her shoulders and a few licks touched her nipples.

Out the bottom of the sheet were two long, lovely legs.

I looked at her and my dick was as stiff I'd ever felt it. I thought the
knob would pop off from the pressure. But I kept thinking, "What's wrong
with this picture?"

Then it hit me. She was tent-poleing the sheet.

She was really out of it, I could tell. Not light, dreamy sleep, but
dead to the world sleep. I was horny and out of my mind with lust, and
I'd never seen an erect dick before (other than movies, and not counting
my own), so I just had to look.

I was real careful and I pulled the covers back and noticed her squirm a
little, and then she was nude. I thought I was dreaming. Her dick
looked about like mine, but it was on her body! She had a smallish
set of nuts, though, and she'd shaved most of the hair around it. It
looked like a female version of a dick--pink and feminine and smooth,
not red and hot and kinda ugly like mine.

I couldn't help myself, I touched it. I put my fingertips on the base of
it and rubbed it a little, and watched Sheila squirm. I rubbed it some
more and I was really getting off on watching her writhe in her sleep.
She had a little smile on her face.

I went to the bathroom and got the lube. I sat down on the mattress so I
could get a better position and I wrapped my lubed hand around it and
did it right. At this point Sheila woke up.

For a minute I thought she was going to have a heart attack, and then
she realized what was going on and just relaxed while I kept stroking.
I said good morning and talked to her real smooth and quiet, asking her
how she felt, and she just smiled and arched her back and answered in the
same tone of voice. She started playing with her tits while I stroked
her, kneeding and caressing and teasing, while her breath got faster.
Then she went rigid and shot cum all over her belly and my hand. I took
it easy, knowing how sensitive I get when I cum, but I kept milking her
dick until it was dry.

After that we got all the talking done. How and when I'd found out.
I wasn't grossed out and I wouldn't throw her out. In fact I found it
a big turnon. She said it felt like a huge weight was off her
shoulders, that she didn't have to hide it from me now.

We both had some stuff we had to do, and though I wanted to ignore it
all, she said she'd make it up to me later, so we about our errands.

That night, after dinner and everything, we went to bed early. I'd
climbed into the sack. Christ I was nervous. It was one thing to do
this sort of stuff while still half-drunk in the morning, but now I was
thinking clearly and feeling real weird about it all. But the minute
she walked in all that went out of my head. She wore a semitransparent
robe and had her fixed great. She pulled the robe tight across her tits
and then undid it and opened it up, and I was rock hard again. She was
wearing a lacey red bra and matching panties, and the only thing that
looked different was the bulge in her crotch. That really made me nuts.
She teased me, playing with her tits and tracing the outside of her cock
in her panties to make it stiff. The panties looked like they were
going to pop. She undid the bra and climbed onto the bed and straddled
me and stuck a big tit in my mouth, and she rubbed her love nozzle across my leg.

I moved my mouth over her tits like they were icecream. They were better
than any I'd ever had. By the time I was done she was hot and panting.
She was on her back and looking at me, pleading, and I thought fuck it,
I'm doing it. I went down to her crotch gave her love nozzle a real quick lick
and realize my tongue wasn't going to shrivel up, so I did it again. Her
cock was hard and hot, just like mine, but smooth like her skin. I
worked it over just like I'd have done my own if I could, and with her
hands in my hair, I finally got the nerve to inhale it.

It was neat. Like a big sausage but I knew it was alive and loving it.
I licked it and ran my teeth over it, ran it all around my mouth and
pumped up and down on it. It took me a few minutes to get used to it
but I quickly decided it was cool, and Sheila was just going nuts. She
was bouncing and panting and carrying on, and that just made it all
better. When I knew she was going to cum I pushed it back as far as I
could without gagging and let it go in my throat. I had to fight the urge
to puke, but with a few swallows I got it, and then I cleaned up the rest.

I'll admit I don't like the taste of steamy fresh jizz. It's like laundry bleach to me,
but once I got past the idea that semen would poison me I wasn't bothered
much by it. And if my old girlfriends could do it, I could.

Now Sheila had shot twice today and I hadn't come at all, so we both knew
it was time. I wasn't sure what to do, but she had an idea. She was
real limber, so she pulled her knees up against her chest, lubed up my
pole and led me in her backdoor. We were doing the missionary! Normally
the missionary doesn't do much for me, but I could kiss her (and how), I
could suck on her tits, and the feeling of her stiff sword of passion and nuts rubbing my
belly while I pumped her was out of this world. I shot off way too soon
even though I kept trying to hold off.

She gave me a jack-off show, how cool it was to have her sausage in one
hand and a beautiful breast in the other, until I was hard again. She
washed me off and gave me the head of my life.

For her turn, she lubed me up and took me doggie-style. I really didn't
want to do it at first--I thought that was too much, but she was laying
across me holding me tight--her tits rubbing my back and her hair in my
face and her lips on my ears, her hands on my nipples and my chest and
her dick sliding easily in and out of me. The prostate stimulation made
me writhe in ecstacy. She came inside me and jacked me off to another
incredible blast at the same time.

We collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

The End

by: swinglifestlye

Sometimes a bottom must bang out a top

2007-08-02T11:26:00.000-07:00

One night in bed I was thinking about how Mike and Mark fuck my ass like
their own personal bitch. I decided to fuck them. I was going to fuck
them and hard. It was my turn! So invited Mark over and as you will see
what happened was one hot man fuck session. I sat on the couch in the
middle of Mark and Mike and I grabbed both of their cocks. I was
rubbing their shafts through their pants and loving it. I heard Mark
say, "Mike our little bottom is ready" We all went into the bedroom and
laid on the bed. We all three stripped down to nothing and I thought I
was about to spurt. I saw these two hairy men lying next to me with
their chest hair popping out all over the place. The last time I had
seen their hair was after hours of fucking and they were all sweaty and
matted down. I almost forgot my plan. I guess once a bottom always a
bottom, I wanted these two hairy studs in my ass pumping me and fucking
me and cumming all over me. But I was not going to let that happen. I
leaned over and got on top of Mike and started to kiss his neck. I
worked my way down to his nipples and bite them aggressively. He was
panting and thrusting his hips. I could feel his hard cock pressing
against my stomach. The head of his cock wet from precum. I worked my
lips down to his cock and put the head in my mouth. His hairy stomach
rubbing against my forehead. I reached my hand over to Mark and started
to jack his cock as I sucked off Mike. Both of them were in heaven as
their bottom was taking control.

Then I made Mike lift his legs in the air and I made Mark do the same. I
demanded them to lay there with their legs in the air and wait for
their turn. They looked at each other in a wonderment of what was going
on. I spread open Mark's ass and saw his tight hole covered in hair. I
dove right in and started rimming his hole. He was loving it. Mike was
next to him still with his legs in the air and I inserted my forefinger
deep inside his hole. They both laid there and began toget an
understanding of what was going on. Mike looked at me and smiled which
told me he was ready and willing. I put his legs around my shoulders
and put the head of my cock inside his tight hole. It was so tight
because he is not used to getting fucked. I thought I would cum the
second my cock felt his tight hole. His ass was so warm and tight that
it gripped my cock and did not let go. It felt like something was
squeezing my cock and sucking it at the same time. My eyes rolled in
the back of my head. It is not everyday a bottom gets to top.

Mark was lying on his side watching as I fucked Mike. He was beginning
to sweat and it was so hot that it made my cock throb inside Mike. As I
continued to pump Mike, Mark was licking his hand and began to rub
Mike's cock. Mike was in heaven as I fucked him and Mark jacked him
off. I picked up the pace and was fucking him so hard that his hairy
pecs were bouncing up and down. His balls were touching my stomach as I
fucked this toplike he had never been fucked before. Mark got on his
knees to lower his lips on Mike's cock. He was sucking him now as I
fucked him. Mark was so full of chest hair that when I looked at him on
his knees hair was hanging off his nipples. His massive cock dangling in
midair. I took a hold of Mike's ankles and pumped him once really hard
and sat there and pumped again. Over and over I pumped him, his ass was
tight and hot and eating my hard cock. Mark sucking Mike's cock me fucking
his bung hole I could hear by his breathing that he was about to cum blast . I
pulled out my cock and pushed it back in and pulled it out and shoved
it back in and out and then pounding it back in. Each time thrusting
harder and harder. He was throwing his head from side to side and his
hairy stomach heaving. I heard him grunt, "I am getting close!" So I
pumped harder and harder and Mark sucked harder and harder and
BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a fresh steamy Cum flew out of Mike's huge cock all over Mark's face. It
was dripping off his chin on his forehead.Mike was shooting and
grunting and I was pumping and fucking. I pulled out of Mike's ass and
Mark laid on his back. I leaned down and licked my lovers cum off of
his face. It was warm and bitter. The taste I have grown to crave for
years was streaming down my deep throat.

Mike laid there and smiled as his ass hole was throbbing and dripping with
lube. I was on top of Mark and rubbing our bodies together. Mike
watched me as I rubbed my dripping cock all over Mark's body. I
squatted over top of Mark and rubbed my stiff cock all over his hairy body.
My massive cock got lost in the forest of chest hair that covered him. Mike was
dripping and watching and ready to see his bottom be a top for the
first time. I fliped Mark over and put him on his stomach. I lifted his
ass and slowly entered his hole. I could feel his ass hair glide
against my cock as I slide inside of him. I was all the way in when and
my big, hairy, full of cum balls rested on his ass. I made my cock

continue......

Author: Bears Bottom

Adult Slang Words

2007-07-13T03:40:00.000-07:00

CORRECT TERMS	COLLECTION OF SLANG SYNONYMS
Sexual Intercourse, Penetration, Coitus, Sex, Making Love	f*ck, hump, screw, do it, score, jump bones, knock boots, home run, drill, drill for oil, throw the dagger, bone, get some, get down, rock, ball, ride, rut, shag, bonk, boink, boof, makin' bacon, press bellies, bump uglies, horizontal hokey pokey, stir the macaroni, puttin' on the ritz, nooner (if at mid-day), hide the salami, ride the baloney pony, dork, rail, hit-in, park the beef bus in tuna town, do the hippidy dippidy, horizontal mambo,
Anal Sex, Sodomy, Sodomize	go in the back door, salad toss, butt slam, ride the hershey highway, butt darts, penetrate the poop chute, rimming, anal-ize, anal intruder, mud your turtle, poo stab, corn hole, fudge pack, bum stuff, arse stab, anal invasion, shoveling mud, enter the exit-door, take the dirt road, stuffed butt,
Anus, Rectum, Sphincter	pooper, dirty penny, balloon knot, rose bud, brown-eye, terd cutter, mangina, fudge factory, bung hole, deuce hole, (_!_), rusty bullet hole,
Analingus	suck ass, brown nosing, till the soil, annalingus, tossing salad,
Oral Sex	go down, oralgamie, oralize, licker, give brain, suck the ice cream, go downtown, feed the calf,
Oral Sex Fellatio (usually to a male)	blow job, give head, play the skin flute, hum job, hummer, smoke the pole, eat cheese, talk on the bonophone, speak into the flesh-microphone, bop,
Oral Sex Cunnilingus (usually to a female)	eat her out, muff diving, carpet munch, eat at the Y, eat carpet, have a dog ear sandwich, chewin', rug munch, feed the calf, lapping the little man in the canoe, tip the velvet, yodeling in the canyon of love, lap up the broccoli juice, lap the breadbasket,
Losing Virginity	pop the cherry, lost "it", finally laid one, finally boned one, turn in the V card, become a man, become a woman,
To Masturbate (Female)	rub the clit, fingering, jilling, jilling off, caress the clit, vibrate the vag, slip 'n' slide, soap it up, click the mouse, pet the kitty, stroke the cat, powder your nose, tickle your fancy, self-service, declare your independence, stroke it, stroke, finger-bang, riding the pillow, flick the bristles, flying automatic (with vibrator), dialing the pink telephone, stroke the kitty, polishing the pearl,
To Masturbate (Male)	jerk off, jack off, wank, wank off, beat off, wack off, whack off, beat the meat, stroke it, stroke, stroke off, stroke the salami, choke the chicken, grease the axle, wax the dolphin, choke the bishop, wax the rod, peel the banana, butter the lobster, change gears, walk the dog, polish the knob, onanism, spank the monkey, chase the weasel, whistle dixie, dick off, rub one out, whip the birdie, self-service, squeeze one off, sling jelly, bop the baloney, jack the beanstalk, dunk your dolphin, grease the sprocket, flog the log, punch the clown, squirt around, polish the low-quarters (military), captain jack (personified), pocket pool (through the clothing), play the upright organ, squeeze the lotion dispenser, bleed the serpent, pull the peter, plug the mellon, polish the purple helmet, tickling the turkey, polish the wand, flog the dolphin,
Semen, Ejaculatory Fluid	cum, load, jizz, penis butter, man chowder, nut, boy fluid, spooge, 10cc, lovin' spoon full, man sugar, manthrax, protein smoothie, baby batter, yogurt, cum pop, jizzles, jizz-o-frizz, penis pudding, man mayonaise, population paste, man gravy, milk of mankind, liquid kids, love paste, man juice, dong water, man seed, man-naise, pweack, children seeds, dork wax, peckeroo paste, penial seasoning, grime, spag, spaj, diet jelly, breast icing, creamy mouthwash, creamy cough syrup, face cream, jism, spunk,
Orgasm, Climax, Ejaculate (Male)	cum, get off, shoot a load, blow a load, squirt, spray, shoot, bust a nut, get your nut, get you nut off, explode, release the hostages, splooge, spunk, the big "O",
Orgasm, Climax, (Female)	get off, cum, the big "O",
Perineum (Area between the Anus and the Genital)	garundel, grundal, taint, ass-neck, notcher (male), twernt (female), chode, gootch, spatch, scotch,
Vagina	pussy, cnt, bearded clam, beaver, cootchie, muff, knt, hole, area, breadbasket, vertical smile, magic muscle, cum-hole, cock-pit, passion pit, open wound, garage, love pouch, hot box, seething gash, porcupine, nappy dug-out, tunnel of love, cooter, noony, nanny, snapper, red snapper, whisker box, temple of delight, whisker biscuit, hair pie, fish taco, moist oyster, fun hole, fur burger, choot (in Hindi), magic grail, magic monkey, pink tortelini,
Clitoris	clit, g-spot (some say), clitty, rabbit, love button,
Breasts, Mammary Glands	boobs, knockers, tits, titties, jugs, jubblies, watermelons, shoes, rack, babies, bazookas, the guys, the gals, the girls, the twins, hoo hoo's, puppies, peaches, dirty pillows, jelly doughnuts, ta-tas (nipples), teats, udders, melons, mamme, knock-outs, chi chis, hounds, hooters
Female Arousal	wet, moist
Penis	dick, meat, c*ck, wang, shaft, pecker, peter, jimmy, shlong, dong, unit, rod, pole, cum rocket, sword of passion, salami, winkie, sausage, johnson, ding-a-ling, whanger, tubthumper, fireman, ding dong, flesh rocket, pocket rocket, dingle-dangle, shaboinka, white snake, one-eyed snake, one eyed willy, free willy, tally wacker, purple katana, yogurt slinger, trouser hound, magic wand, dork, skinpencil, elephant trunk, snuffeluphagus, deeder, digit, pee dee, sacred sceptor, mushroom cap, sausage, the club, tuning key, love nozzle, shaft of life, throbbing muscle of love, mommy-daddy button, magic stick, one-eyed wonder weasel,
Testicles, Gonads	balls, nuts, 'nads, family jewels, go-joes, stones,
Erection	boner, bone, hard-on, woody, stiffy, pitching a tent, standing at attention,
Female Homosexual, Lesbian	dyke, butch, carpet muncher, bushwhacker, vegetarian, bush hog, bull dog, vaginaterian, muff diver, flat-cocker,
Male Homosexual, Gay	fag, queer, queen, pillow biter, unstraight, carnivore, fruit cake, light-in-the-loafers, shirt lifter, peter eater, nancy boy, fudge packer, grindle packer, bunger, tail gunner, butt pirate, flamer, ass clown, ass bandit, butt bunny, butt bumper, broken arrow, batty boy, rump ranger, waste hole wanderer, back door bandit, sphincter proder, ring wraith, anal advocate, reverse parker, poof, poofter, woop, woopter, woof, woofter, double adapter, rectum rider, rectum raper, rectum robber, arse bandit, meat browner,
Male Heterosexual, Straight	breeder, fish eater, tuna lover, closet case, in denial,
Female Prostitute	call girl, hooker, whore, ho, street walker,
Male Prostitute	he-whore, he-ho

Shemale And Female Delight

2007-05-09T06:12:00.000-07:00

Shemale And Female Delight
How much fun can a woman have with two dicks and two pairs of breasts.

2007-04-30T01:23:00.000-07:00

Three And Easy
If a shemale and a girl and a guy that goes both ways team up together for some unrelentless sex , all three are going to get enough cocks and holes to fill with sperm to last the afternoon. If threesome number two shows up it is going to be dubbel fun.