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Handjobs March 2008 Letters The Paperboy’s Tip by Jared Bascomb Hillbilly Heaven by Joseph What Could Be Better? by Peter The Quarterback by Montana Minotaur by Damien van Zandt The Hole in His Pants by Carl Tended by the Gardener by Cal Ritchie Hygiene by Ian Hanks At the Drive-In Movie with Dad by Bill Voyage of Discovery part 2 by Alex Barton Jimmy Fucks His Dad by Rick Horsmann Extra Classes part 2 by Rolando Mérida Personal Ads Handjobs Order Form

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The Paperboy’s Tip by Jared Bascomb Early on a balmy summer evening, my doorbell rang. When I answered it, there was Mikey, collecting for the newspaper just like he had every month for the last few years. But this particular night was different. For some reason, it was like I was seeing him for the first time. Mikey was barely five-foot-six, but instead of being a scrawny kid, he was now a very fine specimen of young manhood! The fading evening light illuminated the silky, sun bleached down on his tanned arms and legs. His brown hair was also a shade lighter, but his freckles were still prominent. He was wearing a t-shirt that hung loosely over his flat belly from his developing chest, and his athletic shorts clung to his round, firm bubble-butt. I invited him inside while I got my wallet to pay him for the newspapers. To my embarrassment, I only had enough cash on hand to cover the cost of the papers, and not enough to give Mike a tip. I felt really bad because I knew that his mother worked hard at two jobs just to make ends meet, and that the tips from his newspaper route gave Mike whatever little extra spending money he had. I apologized for my cash shortage, and promised to double-tip him the next month. Mine was his last collection stop, so he gratefully accepted my offer of a glass of homemade lemonade as a poor substitute for his monetary reward. We sat facing each other on my couch, cross-legged, while Mike enthusiastically told me all about playing on his soccer team. I let him babble on, distracted by his bare, muscular legs. “Did you play soccer when you were my age, Mr. Bascomb?” he asked, snapping me back to reality. “Um, no, Mike – I didn’t. Soccer wasn’t popular back then. I played football. I even played pro for a few years.” “Really? You played for the NFL?” I nodded. “Linebacker. But that was a long time ago, and I spent most of my time on the bench.” “Wow! I didn’t know that! You still look like a football player; you’re so big. The other guys all tease me ’cause I’m so small. I hope when I get older I’m real big like you.” This conversation was taking an interesting turn. I was wearing nothing but a pair of cut off sweatpants, so almost all of my beefy, hair-covered body was on display. But I wondered if he could be 6 • The Paperboy’s Tip

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referring to the unavoidably noticeable bulge at my crotch. Or was I filtering Mike’s innocence through my own desire? “Well, you’re quite a handsome young man right now,” I assured him. “I’ll bet you’ve got a lot of girls chasing after you. You probably fool around with girls a lot, don’t you?” Mike blushed and shook his head. “Not at all? Not even a blow job?” “I’ve heard some of the guys talk about that,” he said quietly. “Isn’t that where a girl puts your peter in her mouth?” “That’s right,” I answered. “Have you ever done that, Mr. Bascomb? I mean, had a girl do that?” He blushed at his blunder. “Sure have.” “That sounds so icky! Putting someone’s peter in your mouth!” My god – Mike really was that naïve and innocent! That was probably because he didn’t have a dad to teach him about these things, the way my father had taught me, and I had taught my own son. I silently cursed deadbeat dads like Mike’s – men who neglected their fatherly duties and sent their boys down the road to manhood without proper instruction. “No, it isn’t icky at all,” I replied. “In fact, it feels really good, especially if it’s done right.” “What do you mean, ‘done right’?” “First of all, some girls don’t like to do it, so they don’t do a very good job. And sometimes a girl’s teeth can scrape your dick ….” Mike shuddered. “That does sound icky!” “It’s just that some are better at doing it than others. And it also really depends on what you want.” Sensing his confusion, I continued, “See, there’s two types of blow jobs. With one, you just want to get your rocks off fast. Like when you’re really, really horny and all you want to do is shoot your load. You know the feeling?” Mike blushed and nodded. “With the other type, you’re just as horny, but you want to feel all the pleasure, so you want it to last as long as it can. The trick is to find someone who likes to suck your dick as much as you like to have it sucked. That’s why it’s important that your very first blow job is real high-quality – so you’ll know what it’s supposed to be like.” “Wow! I’m real glad you told me that. But how am I going to know if I got a good one or not if it’s my first?” The Paperboy’s Tip • 7

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“Hmmm – you’ve got a good point, Mike. Tell you what – if you want, I can give you a really good blow job right now.” “You mean you’d put my peter in your mouth like a girl? A big football player like you?” “I’d do it if you wanted me to, Mike. I’d really love to give you your first blow job. In fact, I’d consider it a privilege.” “Oh wow … oh wow,” he muttered while he internally debated with himself. “Your dick is hard right now just thinking about it, isn’t it?” Mike looked down at his crotch and blushed. “So what’s the matter? Don’t you want me to give you a blow job?” He nodded. “Yeah, I do, Mr. Bascomb.” Giving a virgin his first oral orgasm is one of my chief pleasures in life, and I wanted hot little Mike’s first time to be exceptionally good. I laid him on his back on the sofa and pulled his shorts off. Not even a single hair protruded from the bulging pouch of his jockstrap. I put my face between his legs, inhaling the sweet, sweaty scent of his crotch, and licked and lapped all over and around the pouch of his threadbare supporter while Mike squirmed and gasped and panted. My bristly walrus mustache and beard stubble brushed the smooth skin of his groin, causing him to squirm even more and to wrap his ankles around my broad, hair-covered shoulders. I worked my nose up into the pouch and took one long, final sniff of his youthful ballscent before I pulled the spit-wet jockstrap off. Mike’s hard prick was as fine an example of youthful meat as you could ever hope to find: a plump, pink sausage with a perfectly circumcised head that was dripping clear goo. Mike’s hairless scrotum was lime-sized, and the whole package was crowned with a triangular patch of soft, brown fuzz. “Oh, man, your cock is awesome, Mike,” I sighed, and gently tongued all around Mike’s genitals, lapping lightly at his hairless nutsac. It drew up against the base of his stiff, throbbing pecker. Mike whimpered as I licked his virgin shaft up to the leaking head, and when I hit that sensitive spot at the V of his crown he squealed and bucked upward. The first shot of his cum erupted into my mustache, but I captured the rest of his load in my mouth while Mike thrashed on the sofa. His cum was as delicious as I had expected – pure and fresh. 8 • The Paperboy’s Tip

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“I don’t think you cared for that much,” I winked at him while I wiped his cum off my beard-stubbled face. Missing the irony of my comment and breathless from his orgasm, Mike panted, “But I did! That was so good, Mr. Bascomb!” Then he noticed me licking his jism off my fingers. “Eeeww! You’re eating my peter-juice!” I grinned at him. “I sure am. It tastes real good, Mike. Like fresh cream. And I’ll bet you’ve got more in your balls, don’t you?” His cock was still hard and twitching. “You mean you want to do that again?” “I sure do. That wasn’t a real blow job – that was one of those quick ones I was telling you about. You want me to show you what one of those long, pleasurable blow jobs is like?” “Oh yeah!” I gently bent his stiff dick toward my mouth and slowly went down on it until my face was in his fuzzy crotch. I ran my tongue around the organ, and I could even lap at his balls at the same time. My sucking was gentle, coaxing the cream from him rather than vacuuming it out. Mike moaned and produced more sweet nectar as I orally pleasured him. When I felt his dick start to pulse, indicating he was about to shoot, I backed off. “What did you stop for?” he whined in frustration. “I’m giving you one of those long-lasting blow jobs now, remember? Just lie back and relax, and let me make you feel real good.” “Oh, you are! I’ve never felt anything like this before! It’s just that I really want to shoot!” “Hold off as long as you can,” I instructed and resumed nursing his juicy prick and balls, tugging them into my mouth and swabbing the whole package with my tongue while Mike whimpered and bucked upward. As much as we both loved what I was doing, I couldn’t resist the siren song of his precious hole below. I licked and lapped my way between his legs. Mike gasped when I ran my tongue across his virgin pucker. The scent and taste of Mike’s sweaty, hairless crack made my cock throb and spit a gob of precum into my shorts. I spread the cheeks of his bubble-butt and worked my tongue into his tight hole. I rasped the tender muscle with my heavy-stubbled chin, then tongued it again. The Paperboy’s Tip • 9

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Mike squealed as my rim job became more aggressive, and he tried to jack himself off. I didn’t want him to cum so soon, so I grabbed hold of his hands. Restrained, Mike squirmed and moaned and screwed his butt against my face. I finally worked my tongue deep into his tasty channel and fluttered it around, lapping up as much of his pristine ass juice as I could. Mike whimpered, and a load of his cream spurted all over his torso in a handsfree orgasm. When he finished shooting, I licked the cum off his body. “I can’t believe you did that with my butt!” he panted. “I’ll tell you right now, not very many girls will do it. But I love it.” I grinned at him and swiped my tongue across my broad bushy mustache, lapping up the residue of Mike’s juices. “It tastes really good. And a lot of girls won’t lick and suck on your balls or eat your jism, either.” “But it feels so good! Why don’t they like to eat peter-juice? Does it taste bad?” “No, not at all. And every man’s spunk has a unique flavor. Haven’t you ever tasted your own jism after you’ve jacked off?” Mike shook his head. “Well, yours tastes like tangy honey. I should’ve saved some for you just now.” “Have you tasted your own, Mr. Bascomb?” I chuckled. “Sure I have. Every time I jack off I eat my own cum. It’s a little bit stronger-flavored than yours, but it’s not bad, if I do say so myself.” “Can I … can I taste some of yours, Mr. Bascomb? Just to see what it’s like?” “Sure, if you want to.” I stood and stepped out of my cut-offs. My organ was rampant and drooling clear goo. Mike’s eyes bulged as he stared at it. “Never seen another man’s hard cock before, eh?” I asked, forgetting for the moment that Mike was fatherless and that my cock – hard or soft – is the size and shape of a cucumber. He shook his head. “No! It’s so big! And what’s all that skin hanging off it?” He blushed, embarrassed by his blunt question. I’ll admit that decades of fucking and dick-play have resulted in an unusually long overhang – even my NFL teammates joked about its length. But to Mike I simply replied, “That’s my foreskin. When I pull it back, my penis is just like yours.” I gave him a demonstration. Trapped precum dripped from the tip of my exposed cockhead, 10 • The Paperboy’s Tip

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and more bubbled out when I slid the foreskin forward again. “Go ahead – give it a try.” Mike took hold of my shaft. His hand couldn’t fit all the way around its hairy root. But as he became more confident, his stroking became stronger, and he slid my foreskin back and forth, causing more precum to dribble out. Mike had me leaking even more than usual. I gently drew his head toward my cock. “Taste my juice, Mike. Put my cock in your mouth.” Mike hesitantly took the sticky-wet flesh between his lips, but once he realized he liked the taste, he eagerly stuffed more of my cock into his mouth, sucking and licking at it. He could only take about half of the large head, but the sight of Mike’s suctioning cheeks and his virgin lips stretched wide around my thick organ was much more of a turn-on than the best blow job I’d ever had. “Oh yeah, Mike! Keep doing that, and I’ll shoot my load.” By now I was pumping out precum and Mike was eagerly swallowing it, straining to get more of my cock into his mouth. “Mmmppph!” he mumbled as his lip action coaxed even more goo out of me. “There’s a lot of hot tasty cum in my nuts, Mike, and I want to give you every drop. Feel how big and heavy my man-balls are.” When Mike cupped one of my big ’nads in each of his hands and gently squeezed them, my cock expanded and pulsed. The more the lad fumbled with my large, curly-haired scrotum, the harder my dick got. My foreskin pulled back and Mike’s tongue flicked the underside of my naked cockhead. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I panted. “Oh yeah, here it comes! Take it all!” My first shot overwhelmed Mike with its volume and pungency, and he choked on it. I pulled out and the rest of my load exploded all over his freckled face. Cum gushed from my cock, and the more of it that painted Mike’s face, the more I shot. I just kept on shooting, and even when I was drained, the sight of Mike’s jism-covered face kept my dick twitching. Mike shoved my sensitive glans back into his sucking mouth, devouring as much of my softening organ as he could. I actually managed to pump out a final shot which Mike eagerly swallowed. This lad was a natural cum-hound! I pulled my cock free and resheathed it in its protective skin. “Oh, Mike!” I moaned, as I dropped to my knees in front of the beautiful The Paperboy’s Tip • 11

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lad. I gently held his face and licked my jism off it, and when he was clean, I placed my lips on his. Mike was surprisingly receptive to my kiss. His lips parted and we shared my ball-juice while his tongue wrestled with mine with an intensity that matched that of my son, Todd. Mike’s face was flushed when we finally parted. “Wow, Mr. Bascomb! That was great! Can we do that again?”

Hillbilly Heaven by Joseph It was a few summers ago when my parents told me I was going to Kentucky to visit some cousins we had there. I was really bummed out, because I hardly knew who these people were. I had only met them twice at family gatherings when I was little, and they seemed pretty hick to me. I knew they lived in a semi-rural area, and had only manual labor jobs to keep them going. My parents told me that cousin Caleb had divorced his wife, (but I suspect they were never really married) and I was to go down there and keep him company for a few weeks, and maybe help out around the house. More like the trailer, I thought. Anyway, I would be able do some biking around the hills they had down there, and that would give me a good work out if I got bored. So, I left on a Greyhound bus and headed south to Kentucky. When I arrived at the bus station, my Cousin Caleb was there to meet me. He was taller than I remembered, and very lean and sinewy. He had ropes of veins winding up around his long arms, a very large Adam’s apple, a thick mess of dark reddish hair that stuck out all over. He grabbed my hand in his huge paw and shook it with a strong grip. He said it was nice of me to come visit. As he talked, I noticed he was missing a few teeth in front. He said, “Well, bless mah soul, I ain’t seen yah since yew were a tadpole! Look at yuh, all growed up, and mighty handsome to boot! Yes sir, a right good lookin’ boy yuh turned out to be! Kin hardly tell we was cousins, me all boney an red headed I looks like a beat up old pole cat next to you! Hope yer hungry, cuz I got grub back at the house fer us. Yes sir, a mighty fine lookin’ boy yer Mamma went ’n had!” He sure fit just about what I expected him to be, but for all the backwoods about him, he had a kind of charm. Rugged, lanky, sharp cut muscles that showed through his skin tight white t-shirt, and a little 12 • Hillbilly Heaven

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bush of red chest hair peeking over the top of his collar. He obviously did not use deodorant, and he had the smell of man all over him. Not a bad scent, just honest sweat that was collecting under his arms in the southern heat. I was starting to like this Hillbilly Cousin of mine, and now my visit appeared like it would be a lot more interesting that it had seemed before. We got into Caleb’s old beater of a truck, with country music blaring out of the radio, and headed toward his home. I was right, it was a trailer, and a pretty old one one at that. So far, everything about this redneck Cousin of mine was just like one of those country songs I don’t often listen to. But he seemed happy to have me, and we went inside and had dinner. After some chitchat, Caleb asked me what I was going to do now that I was out of high school. I told him I was going to collage in the fall, and he said, “Sheeit! Good lookin’ AND smart! Sure hope things around here ain’t gonna be too dull fer ya … Say, ever had real moonshine? We make it right here out in the woods … Well, actually old Pete makes it over cross them hills yonder, and it sure can spice things up when it gits too quiet. Now mind yah, real moonshine can make yer dick rock hard in no time at all, so if ya throw a bone don’t pay no mind. It’s jes’ part o’ the fun! What do ya say boy? Want some real man liquor?” I was a little taken aback about the boner comments, but this was getting real interesting. I had been watching Caleb’s thin, powerful body all evening, and I was getting more and more turned on by the idea making him a kissing cousin … that is, if he might go for that. Something told me I had more than a chance to get into his pants, and the corn liquor might just be the way. Caleb went to get the jug, and I took off my shirt and got comfortable, as the night was hot and stifling inside the old shack of a trailer. I noticed he had girlie porn mags around, and I picked one up to read. Some of the pages were well glued together, no doubt from my cousin’s nightly jerking. Caleb came into the room carrying a brown jug. He said, “Not much in it, but if we need more, we can go over to old Pete’s. You’ll like old Pete. He’s a cranky old cuss, but he’s right friendly to the young’uns. He’ll like you right off.” Caleb stripped off his shirt, unbuckled his huge belt buckle, and yanked off his blue jeans. He said hanging with family in his shorts is Hillbilly Heaven • 13

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just what people do around there when it’s hot. I pulled off my jeans, and there we were, a couple of guys, drinking in our shorts on a hot summer night in the backwoods. My cousin’s body was amazing to look at – long straps of muscle wound around his thin body, and every muscle was clearly defined. Large veins traveled all over his arms and torso. His pecs were cut so deep and were covered with a fine dusting of bright red hair. His legs were long and furry, and I could see every outline as he walked past. He wore white briefs, and the elastic was shot, so he had to keep one large boney hand on the waistband to keep them up. Something very large was nestled in his white pouch and bulged well away from his crotch. He offered me the moonshine. I took a drink and thought it was going to burn a hole through my stomach! Then its warmth passed all over my body, and I was feeling no pain at all. Caleb took several deep drinks, wiped his lips, then shouted, “WOOOOO - WEEEEE!! That’s good corn liquor!! Old Pete sure knows what he’s doin’! I see ya found mah dirty magazines. ’Bout all I do every night anymore is get liquored up, haul out Caleb junior here, look at them pussy pictures, and think of of them hot mouths slobbering all over this redneck cock! Sheeit, I miss my mah old lady, even if she did think this hillbilly horse meat was too big for her holes! Guess that’s part of why she left me … Said she couldn’t take it no more. Sheeit! “See what I said about the the whisky? Junior’s wakin’ up. Don’t mind if I let him out, do ya? I’m kinda thinkin’ ya might just be a bit interested … least I’m hopin’ ya are. What about it, cousin? You gonna be nice to yer cousin Caleb?” And then he let go of his shorts and out came the biggest cock I had ever seen! It was growing at an alarming rate, first arching up away from two very low hanging balls the size of hen’s eggs, pulsing and rising up to it’s full size of what must have been eleven inches or more. A loose foreskin slowly withdrew to reveal a very purple, massive cock head that was beginning to drool a stream of precum. Bobbing inches from my face, I stared helplessly at this freak of nature. Caleb said, “C’mon, pretty boy … take it in yer mouth. I ain’t gonna hurt ya … jus’ suck the head a little, huh? C’mon … that’s right. Oh, yeah! Sheeit, I knew I had me cocksucker the minute I laid eyes on ya! Oh, shit! Baby, you suck cock so fine! Damn! I gotta call old Pete to git his ass over here! You just keep that up, honeybunch. Gonna get mah friend Pete over here to git some of this.” 14 • Hillbilly Heaven

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I continued to put as much of that awesome cock down my throat as I could. The whisky must have numbed my gag reflex, and I was able to get more than half of that monster swallowed. I wasn’t even aware he was calling Pete, I was so taken with the job in front of me. Old Pete was over in no time flat, and he just walked in on us as I was slaving away at Caleb’s enormous cock. He brought more of his moonshine, came in, put the jug down, and started to take off his clothes. I looked over at him with Caleb’s dick in my mouth, and saw another lanky, good old boy with an impressive boner in his hand. This man was older, maybe 50 or 60, and he was chewing on a piece of straw. As he stood there jacking on his cock, he said to Caleb, “Yep, yah weren’t shittin’ me. The boy is a looker … and a good cocksucker to boot. But can he take it up the ass? You know that’s what I want. You better break him in, so’s I can get up there without no trouble. After your big meat, I can just slide right up in there, no problem. What do yah say, Boy? Ready to get plowed?” My heart was pounding hard, I was sweating all over, and I was getting full of Caleb’s constant stream of precum. I pulled off his dick, and Pete came over with the jug. He lifted it up to my lips and poured it down my throat. It burned, but started to make me feel relaxed. My own boner was so hard it ached. Before I knew it, Caleb lifted me off my knees, turned me around, and started to push his enormous cockhead against my anus. The head popped in past the ring, and I thought I was going to pass out, but he just left it there, until I slowly began to relax. He kept whispering words of encouragement in my ear, and with the moonshine coursing through me, all of a sudden, I was pushing back on my cousin, feeling every inch of that horse meat enter me. He grabbed me from behind, running his big hands up and down my body as he started to fuck my ass like a wild animal. He held me tight, and just when I thought he couldn’t get any bigger, I felt his cock expanding even more. Still pounding my ass, he grabbed me tighter, bit down on my ear, and let loose a torrent of burning cum. He screamed right in my ear as he came, and I was going limp from the fucking. He gently lifted me off his cock. I was dripping gobs of cum out of my ass. It was old Pete’s turn, and he laid me down on the floor, climbed on top of me, and pushed his cock into the goo that still filled my ass. I was blissing out, having two huge cocks in a row, and old Pete Hillbilly Heaven • 15

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was a happy bumpkin, slipping in and out my ass with no problem. He took his time, and pumped away for at least half an hour. Then he started making funny sounds, and his dick grew to iron and shot buckets more into my ass. Caleb was right there watching us, and he pulled Pete off of me, lifted me up, and carried me over to the bed. He put his tongue deep into my mouth, and said, “Fuck, cousin, I ain’t never gonna let you leave! My dick is gettin’ hard again just watchin’ old Pete go at yuh. Just stay with us, and we’ll make yah happy. I got plenty of friends out here, and you’ll be my special boy.” With that, he kissed me hard, and I shot the biggest load I had ever shot in my life. 16 • Hillbilly Heaven

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What Could Be Better? by Peter What could be better than fooling around with my best friend Ryan after school? My dick was already swelling as I ran to his house to find him. He had skipped out on basketball practice again. I don’t know why or I would have gone home with him and screwed around. That’s always hot. I rushed to his house and through his backdoor, which was always unlocked since his Dad worked at home and they lived way out in the country near me and my folks. I bounded up the stairs and into his bedroom, but he wasn’t there. Then I turned and saw that across the hall his parent’s bedroom door was ajar and someone was wrapped up in the sheets in the bed. Slowly I tiptoed over, eased the door open slowly, and to my surprise I saw Ryan, naked as the day he was born and asleep with the sheets bundle around him but covering less than half of his body. I was even more shocked when I saw those great wads of cum that I loved to lick up in a trail leading up his abs. His big dick was spent, oozing the last creamy drops of the stuff. I could practically taste it. More of his wad clung to his light pubic hair and the soft balls sagging between his legs as it seeped down into his shiny butt hole. Had Ryan been fucked? Then I heard the shower. Clouds of steam were rising out from under the bathroom door, so of course my curiosity got the best of me. As I peered around the door I could make out the outline of a big hunky man taking a hot shower. Behind the frosted curtain, washing his hair, I could see a formidable guy lost in some song he was humming. I stood there frozen as I focused on this guy, and wouldn’t let myself think the obvious. I don’t know why I had the urge to squeeze my aching joint, but I did, and the feeling was so good I couldn’t stop myself. I don’t know what got into me, but as I watched the guy in the shower run his hands all over his body, I unthinkingly unzipped my fly and squeezed even harder. Through my moist underwear I felt the first pearly drops of my oozing precum. Sensations ran all through my body. What was I thinking when I eased my big dick through my fly and started yanking on my rod? I just had to jerk my joint I was so horny and pent-up that my stick grew into a stiffy. I wanted to immediately screw around with Ryan back in the bedroom, but this guy had totally captured my attention. What Could Be Better? • 17

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All of a sudden the curtain swung back and a stunned Mr. Richmond discovered me. “Jared, what are you doing here?” he shouted. “I thought you were Ryan.” I was glued to the floor and absolutely speechless. Mr. Richmond had expected his son but it was me, and he couldn’t take his eyes off my cock. “My you have a big dick there,” he confessed as he jerked his own schlong. My eyes grew as wide as his, taking in ever inch of his hunky body. Besides the fact that he was naked, I figured I’d just seen the hottest man in the world. What a fucking fantasy! I was hot for every hair on his body. Just looking at him sent a shiver up my spine. If only I could feel every inch of his body. What a muscled hunk! My balls had fallen out of my jeans, and as he stared at them, I felt them quickly tighten up below me. I had been caught in my tracks. He didn’t say, “Don’t just stand there,” but he might as well have. I instinctively fell to my knees and looked up into his eyes, nearly pleading. Man, I wanted to worship this guy. I never realized what Mr. Richmond looked like under his clothes. When he nodded, I licked the big slit on the end of his prick. Oh, man! He cradled the hair on my head and urged me forward, straight for his meat. His cock curved up and out – the reverse of the way mine curves – but it was easily bigger and it pointed right for my lips. “I bet you suck Ryan’s cock all the time,” he said as he looked into my eyes, drawing out the truth. “Show me how you suck cock,” he continued, still dripping wet as he stood over me. While he toweled himself dry, I focused on his thing and showed him how grateful I was. “Mmmmm,” I moaned long and slow until he vaulted forward and I captured his foreskin. That thick cover slipped back and forth, and his scent wound straight up my nose. Now grunting, he started forcing every inch of his thick, juicy meat down my eager throat. My spit coated the damn thing, and eight or ten strokes into it, he began a rhythm that only sped up. He was like a machine gun going off. My muffled moans weren’t enough to make him slow down. He was going to choke me with his thing and he didn’t care. He was already too far gone. He was so into it that he didn’t notice when Ryan stuck his head around the doorway. But I noticed. With both of his hands clamped around my head, I couldn’t utter a sound. With his eyes closed and his chin pointing up to the ceiling, he was so into himself that only 18 • What Could Be Better?

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his getting off would get him to stop. But who wanted him to stop? He had the tastiest dick I had ever sucked – daddy dick. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Ryan getting his rod up again. It was obvious now that he had just fucked with his father. The thought of it had us each more excited than ever. Precum was seeping out of my dick at a rate that was keeping the pulsing thing well lubed and pumping. Then Ryan’s dad removed his monster and started banging it back and forth across my face. I couldn’t believe this was the same Mr. Richmond who went camping with my dad and me. I started to wonder about their so-called “fishing trips”. Could my dad be making it with Ryan’s dad, too? Ryan hid back behind the door as Mr. Richmond assaulted me with his long flopping rod. “I love doing this, and I see you enjoy it as much as Ryan does. Get in here!” he yelled at Ryan still crouching behind the door. “You do me, too!” he went on, commanding us to suck his joint. He hovered over us, and when we licked his dick from both sides, he nearly howled. After gobs of his precum had covered our faces, he urged my head behind and under him until I could smell his clean, manly ass. All of a sudden I was tonguing his asshole and licking his soft insides. I couldn’t believe I was rimming my best friend’s father, but I’ve rimmed Ryan often enough, and I sure do like it. “More! Like that! Oh, yeah, Jared. Tongue me out. Lick my ass. Eat my butt, you little cock tease.” Soon he was literally sitting on my face and grinding his hairy ass all over me from stem to stern. “That’s a good boy. Suck on my big balls too. Take them deep in your mouth and suck hard. Oh, you’re a winner. Soon I’m going to fuck you!” Man, was I alarmed! I’ve taken Ryan’s cock up my butt, but I’ve never had a bull’s cock like Mr. Richmond’s up my ass. “But … but …” I stammered. “But nothing!” Ryan’s father shouted. “On your back, boy with your butt in the air.” To my surprise, Ryan helped his Dad hoist me up, holding my ankles over my head. Mr. Richmond rummaged around in the closet and found some lube, and after rimming me just as generously as I had rimmed him, he lined up his rampant rod and aimed it straight for my pouting butt hole. Watching him stared into it nearly scared me out of my mind, but I was also really excited at the thought of taking What Could Be Better? • 19

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something that huge up my ass. I nearly threw myself at him. Oh, jeez! I’m going to get fucked by Mr. Richmond! I thought. I’m going to get screwed by The Man. “Doesn’t that look pretty,” he slurred, rubbing his purple cockhead all around my reddening wet hole. He spat into it and plunged two fingers in, then three. “Yeah, Daddy,” Ryan teased him. “Fuck him. Fuck Jared really hard.” And this from my best friend! “OW!” Mr. Richmond’s huge cockhead slipped in. “OW, OW!” I moaned as the first few inches pushed in behind it. I moaned and groaned and shouted and spit. I sweated and strained as inch after inch of that fat cock burrowed into me. More. And more. And more! Then Ryan forced his cock down my throat. At least that would keep me quiet for a while. “Mmm,” I moaned again. Soon I started loving it. My mouth was stuffed full of Ryan’s hardon, but if I could have spoken, I would have been shouting, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my sorry ass!” Eventually, Mr. Richmond lay down next to me and screwed me side by side. Then he screwed me on my hands and knees, where I could fuck back by ramming my ass back against his big cock. Pounding. Pumping. Humping. In the end he simply laid himself out on the thick, oval bathroom rug and bucked up into me. I jerked Ryan off when I couldn’t reach his rod with my mouth. Man, did he taste good. And just to make me crazy, Mr. Richmond jerked me off as I rode up and down on his pipe. “Oh, Ryan. Oh, Daddy!” I said without thinking. “Oh, yeah. Your daddy wants to fuck you,” Mr. Richmond caught on. “Tell Daddy,” he emphasized, “how much you want him to fuck you.” “Yes, Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me everywhere! Fuck me now! I’ve been bad. I’ve been real bad. I’ve a bad, bad boy and I need to be fucked!” “And spanked,” he added slapping my ass till it turned red. “And spanked, hard and fast. Spank me, Daddy! Then make me suck your cock.” “Suck him, boy.” Mr. Richmond took his son’s head and forced it down hard over my swollen joint. I instantly cried out, “I’ve got to cum!” My balls tightened up and pulled into me. I was going to blow. 20 • What Could Be Better?

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“Me, too,” Ryan chimed in, fisting himself hard and fast. “Cum on boys, cum. I’m going to shoot too. I’m almost there …. Get ready … soon … right NOW!” Mr. Richmond fired a load up into my guts as forceful as his showerhead, but hot and thick and sticky. And at last I came. I blew my wad into Ryan’s mouth, nearly sending him across the room. It coated his lips and ran down his chin. Finally, Ryan sprayed his load all over me. I was covered in his stuff. What a gooey mess. “Whew!” We soon huffed and puffed and collapsed and nearly fell asleep. “Honey! I’m home!” we heard shouted up from downstairs a few minutes later. Mrs. Richmond was home. “Quick. Into the shower, boys.” We hustled our asses in there and turned the shower on full blast – nice and hot. “What’s all this?” she asked when she finally entered the room, which was thankfully filling up with steam. “The boys came home early from practice, dear, and never had a chance to shower, so I ordered them in.” She shook her head as if to say, “Boys will be boys,” and looked at her husband in a curious way. As I soaped Ryan’s back and he soaped mine, I thought to myself, What could be better than fooling around with my best friend, but to fool around with him and his Dad, too? What could be better?

The Quarterback by Montana It was a long, continuing upheaval of a collage football season for quarterback, golden boy Justin. His team had squandered a late lead in regulation and needed three overtimes before their 50-48 victory. Their kicker, Matthew, had missed two goal kicks, but since he looked so cute in his uniform, Coach Davis forgave him. Now, in the hot, steam filled gym, Justin was glad to get out of his sweat soaked uniform. His teammates were laughing and horsing around. Some were busy sucking their fellow players’ big, fat cocks. Matthew, the team kicker, was fucking the coach’s upturned face with long thrusts, grinding his cock in and out of his coach’s stretched, bruised lips. Coach Davis had lusted over the young kicker for a long time, and his plans to lick the boy’s body from head to foot were about The Quarterback • 21

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to be realized. He grabbed Matthew’s asscheeks, and pulling him closer to his eager mouth, rammed the boy’s boner deep down his throat so hard that Matthew almost fell over backwards. His cock, deep inside the coach’s sucking throat, grew heavy with hot, impending cum. 22 • The Quarterback

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Coach Davis’ throat thrilled at the thought that Matthew’s cum slick cock was now a part of him. He kneaded the boy’s tight, muscular asscheeks as he pushed him back and forth, fucking his own mouth with Matthew’s huge, thick rod. Coach loved the way the boy’s tight nutsack bounced against his chin as his cock filled his throat. With each downward thrust, the coach’s nostrils filled with the sweaty, musky, masculine scent of the boy’s crotch. The dark curls were damp from the sweat of a long afternoon of playing, and Coach Davis loved the way they tickled his nose. Quarterback Justin could feel his cock bloat as he watched his coach suck Matthew’s young cock. He knew that Coach Davis had long fought his desire to eat Matthew’s cock, and he was happy to see the young kicker’s cock finally get what it deserved. Yes, Matthew’s cock deserved a good suck, and Coach Davis was constant in his desire to milk the kicker’s cockmeat of all its cum. The quarterback’s cock was now rock hard and had stretched his jockstrap into an obscene tent. The boy’s precum drooled from the tip of his cock, joining the piss stains in the elastic pouch as his defense, Gary, licked the lust-heavy cock pouch. There was rivalry between the two boys – Coach Davis had picked Justin as quarterback over Gary. But the two put their resentment aside now that they were satisfying their sexual needs – Justin needed to be sucked off, and Gary needed to suck Justin’s big, thick, heavy cock. Gary concentrated on Justin’s swollen purple, whipped boycream covered cock knob, licking the bloated rod, driving Justin crazy with his constant tonguing. He paid special attention to that sweet spot just below the cockhead on the underside of Justin’s shaft, teasing it with the tip of his tongue and driving Justin crazy with lust. His cock belched out another long strand of precum, lubricating Gary’s mouth and throat. Then, a magical event happened. Gary rammed his throat up and down Justin’s cock, throat sucking the stud’s meaty rod with a rapid, piston-like pounding. At last they were joined, cock to throat, in a bridge of lust. It was unreal. Justin’s cock had never been robo sucked with such total power before. Justin twined his fingers in Gary’s hair and began uncontrollably fucking his teammate’s face, desperately pursuing his much needed orgasm. The Quarterback • 23

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and total worshipping in the locker room, and Coach Davis and kicker Matthew spent the next four days at a motel, where Matthew’s young cock got a steady fist and throat pounding.

Minotaur by Damien van Zandt On the first Saturday of every month, my dad went to a club meeting. He would never tell me what this “club” was all about. All he would say was, “I’ll tell you about it when you’re older.” The only thing I knew was that it was very exclusive. Not in a monetary sense, we were far from rich, but in some other sense. The only other thing I knew was that it was for men only. When Dad finally decided that I was “older”, he offered to take me to see the club’s secretary, saying that he would explain to me about the club. Dad was very secretive. All I knew was that I would finally find out what this was all about. We got in the car and Dad drove us to an old mansion on the edge of town. It sat well off the road and was surrounded by acres of lawns and gardens. When we pulled up to the front of the house, I saw a large bronze statue in the middle of the circular driveway. It was very impressive! It had the head of a bull and the body of a very well built man. It rang a bell in the back of my mind, but at the moment, I couldn’t place it. We walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A man about my dad’s age answered the door and invited us in. We went into the library and the man said he would join us shortly. While we waited I looked at the bookshelves that lined all four walls. One section caught my attention. It was filled with books that were all bound in burgundy leather and had the word “Minotaur” printed on them with a year. They started in 1950 and ran up to the current year. Then I remembered what that statue was. Just then the man came back and introduced himself to me as Max. We shook hands and he invited me to sit down. I found a chair and he sat across from me. When I asked him about the books, he smiled. “Those are the membership books for our club, Lucas. Why don’t you take one down and look at it?” I picked out a book at random and came back to my chair. “Do you know the legend of the Minotaur?” he asked.

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“If I remember right, the Minotaur was a monster of Greek legend. The people of ancient Athens would sacrifice seven young boys to the Minotaur every year.” “Very good, Lucas, but one small correction. The boys were given to the Minotaur, they weren’t sacrificed. To sacrifice is to kill and the boys weren’t killed. Now open the book.” I opened the book and, boy, was I surprised! It was filled with pictures of ruggedly handsome, well built, naked men and boys. As I looked through the book I felt my pants starting to get tight. I had never seen a collection of such good looking men and boys before! “Minotaur is the name of a very special group of men and boys, and this is where they meet. Do you find that book shocking?” I looked up and smiled, “I think shocking is the wrong word. I think it’s interesting or maybe fascinating. I’m aroused, but I’m definitely not shocked.” “I’m glad to hear that. Your dad said that you two have been having sex together and that’s one of the requirements of the Minotaur Club. Most members join us when they are about your age and they’re brought to us by their dads. Minotaur is an exclusive club for men who love other men and boys. When I say exclusive, it’s not in the way you might think. Money or influence won’t get you in, no. In fact, most of our members are far from rich or powerful. But they do have one thing in common, they are each a rugged, muscular type. They have powerful personalities and they aren’t timid. This club caters to their hedonistic desires.” Dad looked at me and winked. He hadn’t said a word since we got there. I assumed that this interview concerned only me and dad was just there as an observer. I continued, “I like men and from what I see in this book I would definitely like the type of men and boys you have in this club. What would I have to do to join?” “It’s not easy. First you would have to be approved by the membership committee. Then you would have to endure the initiation. That’s all.” “What do you mean by endure the initiation? You make it sound like an ordeal.” He smiled, “It is. Anything worth having doesn’t come easy. The initiation is physically taxing and humiliating as well. It’s meant to be. In order to join this club, you have to prove to the others that you 26 • Minotaur

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are worthy of membership. To do that, you have to submit to their desires. In effect, you would become the offering to the Minotaur. For the duration of the initiation your body and mind would belong to us to use as we please for our pleasure. You must obey all members no matter how intense their demands may be. All the demands made on you will be sexual in nature. They may be somewhat kinky, but it won’t be anything you can’t handle. The humiliation is that you must perform all this in front of the full membership.” I had to think about that one for a while. I had to admit to myself, it did have its exciting aspects. I had no problem being used for someone else’s pleasure, I had been used many times before, and I’ve used other guys for my pleasure as well, but I never thought of doing it in front of an audience. The more I thought about it, though, the more arousing it was. I looked at Dad and then I looked at Max. “I’m game,” I said, “I assume that Dad went through the initiation. If he could do it, then so can I.” Max smiled, “Good! It’s set, then! Next Saturday your dad will bring you back and we’ll begin the initiation. Joe? You can now tell you boy the history of the club and also what you had to do for your initiation. I don’t want this to be a surprise for him. Let him know what he’s in for.” Over the next week Dad told me everything about the Minotaur Club. As it turned out, what they did at the club was nothing that my dad and I hadn’t already done with each other. The main difference was that it would be done in front of the other guys. Somehow, the fact of performing sex in front of a bunch of strangers was appealing to me. The next Saturday there was quite a thunderstorm brewing. As we drove to the mansion my excitement was growing. This could prove to be quite an experience for me. I was looking forward to it and I told Dad so. “Son, I think that you’re going to have the time of your life. I know I did when my dad brought me here. A little apprehension is normal, but don’t worry, it will be all right.” When we got to the mansion it had just started to rain. It looked like it was going to be quite a thunderstorm. We rang the bell and Max answered the door. He escorted me upstairs and had me wait in one Minotaur • 27

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of the bedrooms. Before I went up Dad told me that Max would come to get me when they were ready, and I was to do just as he said. While I waited I heard the doorbell ring several times and voices in the hall below. Then Max came into the room. He was carrying two leather thongs. He told me to strip naked and I did. Then he took one of the leather thongs and tied my hands behind my back. The other thong he tied around my balls and used it like a leash. Then he led me by my balls down to the first floor. The storm was in full fury now and lightening flashed through the windows punctuated by claps of thunder. I was led to the back of the house to a large room. The room was lit by hundreds of candles. In the middle of the room was a round stage. On the stage stood a big, muscular, naked man wearing a bull’s head mask. He was the Minotaur. Around the stage were several rows of seats with about a dozen men and boys sitting in them. My excitement started to grow and I felt my cock start to swell. Just then a bolt of lightening lit up the room and the Minotaur on the stage was cast in a stark, bright light. I was led to the stage where Max untied my hands. Then he fastened my hands to two wrist restraints hanging from the ceiling. My feet were tied to two eye bolts spaced wide apart on the stage floor. Then my hands were pulled up until I was stretched, spread eagle, standing naked on the stage. Max then blindfolded me. I waited to see what would happen next. I didn’t have long to wait. Max said, “Gentlemen, the boy is now ready for your inspection.” One by one each man and boy came up to the stage and examined my whole body, leaving nothing untouched. My dick was now fully erect from having so many hot guys feeling me up! It was even more exciting because of the blindfold! It was as if I felt their hands more intensely than I have ever felt anything before. The feeling was totally erotic! When the examination was over Max came to the stage and removed my blindfold. “You’ve passed the inspection, Lucas. Now for the initiation.” He untied my hands and feet and told me to get on my knees. I did as I was told. Then Max selected two men and one boy from the audience. For the first time I saw that everyone was naked and my excitement went up another level. 28 • Minotaur

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The two men stood on each side of me and the boy got on his knees in front of me. Then the Minotaur walked around in front of me and the boy took hold of his very large cock. One of the men took my head and held it firm. The boy told me to open my mouth, I did and he put the Minotaur’s big, thick cock in it and told me to suck it. I started to suck his cock, and eventually I was able to take it all the way down my throat, which was no mean feat! I sucked his cock until I heard him yell, then he shot his hot load. Just as his cum erupted into my mouth another bolt of lightening lit up the room and the clap of thunder was deafening. The whole thing was becoming surreal to me. The Minotaur stepped back behind me again and the boy stood up in front of me. He held out his dick and I took it in my mouth. I sucked the boy’s big cock while the whole room watched me. Then the boy took his cock out of my mouth, turned around and bent over. I knew what he expected me to do. I leaned over and spread his asscheeks wide apart and started to eat his asshole. Then he started to moan and squirm with pleasure. The whole room full of guys watched me rim the boy. Dad always told me that I was the best rimmer he had ever known and now I was proving it! When the boy stood up, he got behind me and the two men stood in front. The boy then took one of the men’s cock and put it in my mouth, and I sucked it, too. When he pulled out the other man stepped forward and the boy put that man’s cock in my mouth. The whole time I knew that a room full of men and boys were watching my every move. I was loving it! Then the two men laid me down on the stage on my back. The Minotaur stepped forward and got between my outstretched legs. The men raised my legs and the boy greased up the Minotaur’s big dick and he slid it up my butt hole. While the whole room watched I was fucked by the Minotaur! He fucked my ass long and slow and I knew he was doing it for show. I looked up at the face of the Minotaur, and with my hands, felt his big muscles working as he fucked my ass. Several times during the fuck lightening bolts flashed and the Minotaur was cast in bold relief. It was quite a trip! I can’t tell you how good his big, thick cock felt up my tight ass! It was almost like I was getting fucked by a real bull! Then he picked up speed and plowed my ass fast and hard. Now I was moaning and pleading for him to fuck me harder. Just as he shot his load up my butt, he reared his head back and roared. Another bolt of lightening Minotaur • 29

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lit up the room and the audience all applauded his possession of me. I looked over and saw my dad applauding as well. When the Minotaur was finished with me, the boy got between my legs and fucked me, too. His cock wasn’t as big as the Minotaur’s, but it still felt really good! The two men took turns fucking my face. I guess we put on quite a show with the boy fucking my ass and the two men taking turns fucking my face! Then the two men started to jack off over my face. When the boy came in my ass, the two men came, too, all over my face. Then the boy lay down on top of me and licked all the cum off my face. He then kissed me and gave me back the men’s cum, and I swallowed all of it. The two men and the boy left the stage, and Max came back. He told me to stand up. When I was standing he told me to jack off for the audience. I took hold of my cock and started stroking it. It was a real trip to jack off with a dozen men and boys all watching me! I decided that I would put on a good show for them. I stroked my cock slowly so they all could watch. Several times I held it out straight from me so they all could see it. I was so excited that I shot my hot load in no time. When I shot my load all the men and boys applauded again. Then Max said, “Well, Lucas, the initiation is over. Welcome to the club.” Then my dad came up to the stage and kissed me hard on the lips in front of everybody. “You did good, son,” he said. “Now you can be with anyone here you please.” I smiled and asked, “Anyone?” Dad smiled back at me and said, “Yeah, anyone! And I think I know who it will be!” I decided that I would have sex with the one man that turned me on the most. I got down on my knees and in front of everybody started to suck my dad’s big dick. Several men came up to the stage and watched closely while I serviced my dad. After all that I had just been through I didn’t care if anyone watched. My dad was proud of me and I was as happy as I could be. Soon the whole room was engaged in some kind of sex and it turned into an orgy. I ended up making it with several different guys. I also watched my dad having sex with several guys himself. I even saw the Minotaur take on three boys at once, and he shot a load in each one of them. 30 • Minotaur

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Dad told me that a different man played the part of the Minotaur at each meeting. I told him to tell me the next time he played the part. I wanted to be the one to have sex with him first, because I wanted everybody to see me having sex with my dad.

The Hole in His Pants by Carl I had been working for the construction company ever since I graduated. The first few months were great. It was summer, and I enjoyed working outside in the sunshine. But as the days cooled off and winter approached, work wasn’t nearly as pleasant. It wasn’t just that it was uncomfortable working in the cold. The main problem I had was that all the hot older guys I worked with had to bundle up in jackets and cold weather gear. I missed being surrounded by hot, muscular shirtless guys! I was glad when spring started to roll around again. I knew it wouldn’t be long before the guys started showing up to work in just their t-shirts, and as the weather got warmer, those t-shirts would surely come off in the hot sun. The thought of it reminded me of an incident that happened toward the end of last summer. We had been working on a big job and needed some extra help. The contractor I worked for ended up hiring a bunch of different guys to fill in when they were available. Some of them were with us to the end of the project, but some of them only worked a day or two here and there when they could. Chuck was one of the guys that came and went, but after I took my first look at him, I wished he could have been around all the time. He always showed up to work in tight jeans and a tank top. The tank top was cut so low at the neck that it barely covered his chest. His big, hairy pecs would bulge up over the top of it causing something on me to bulge as well. The foreman made sure that the temporary guys were teamed up with one of us regulars. Lucky me, I managed to get assigned to work with Chuck on the days he was on site! But I didn’t spend my entire time staring at his well developed chest. I had also noticed that there was something well developed below his waist. I finally got to see it one day when I noticed he had shown up to work in a pair of jeans that were torn at the crotch. The Hole in His Pants • 31

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All day long I watched as that small tear got bigger and bigger each time Chuck bent over or squatted down to pick something up. At first, all I could see was the tiniest hint of flesh and dark hair. Then the hole ripped a little more, and I got a glimpse of one of Chuck’s big, hairy nuts. Even if it hadn’t been a hot day, I would have been sweating at the sight of one of Chuck’s balls. Before too long, he bent over to pick up a beam, and his pants ripped a little more. I was standing behind him and this time his entire nutsac swung into view. I don’t know if he had been aware of the hole in his pants before or not, but now he had to notice. His balls were hanging outside his pants, almost halfway down his thighs. “Oops,” he said, trying to tuck them back inside. “Guess these jeans have about had it.” Then he looked right at me and gave me a wink! The hole in his pants continued to grow throughout the rest of the day, and he just kept tucking his stuff back inside, chuckling or winking at me each time. Finally, just before quitting time, the boss came by and told us that we were going to have to move one of the excavators to another part of the site. Chuck and I took off toward the machine. When we got there, Chuck started to climb up into the driver’s seat. As he did, I heard a loud rip, and sure enough, he had finally split the entire crotch of his pants. I looked up and came face to face with his big, dangling meat. I moved my gaze upwards and saw him standing there with a smirk on his face. He dropped down onto the seat of the excavator and wrapped a fist around his stiffening rod. I had never seen one so big! “Well, son,” he said to me. “Now that it’s all out in the open, you wanna give it a suck? I’ve seen the looks you’ve been giving me the past few days. I know you want it.” “What?” I said in a combination of shock and surprise. “Cut the shit,” he replied with a grin. “If you want it, go for it. Ain’t nobody else around to see, and I sure could use some good head.” He brought his big palm up, placed it on the back of my head and brought my face down toward his crotch. My mouth automatically opened for that big, precum-drooling monster cock. As I closed my lips around it, I heard Chuck sigh, “Yeah! 32 • The Hole in His Pants

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That’s it, boy. You don’t have to take the whole thing. Just suck as much of it as you can.” I was glad he didn’t expect me to deep throat that thing. It would have split my neck wide open. I was happy to go to work on the thick, drooling head, though, lapping around on it with my tongue and teasing his piss slit until I had him grunting and moaning and fucking up into my mouth. Soon, he grabbed my ears with both of his hands and held my head steady as he fired off a big load of salty spunk into my mouth. “Thanks, kid,” he said as he started up the excavator and drove it to the other side of the work site. That was the last time I saw him, but I sure hope he comes back to work with us this summer! The Hole in His Pants • 33

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Tended by the Gardener by Cal Ritchie Rick was a privileged kid, Mac the gardener knew that for a fact. His dad had left, but was still paying all the bills, and his mom – bored and attractive – spent most of her time at her club, either being pampered in the beauty salon or being fucked by the tennis pro. Mac was giving the immaculate lawn its regular tidy-up. He stripped off his t-shirt and scanned the rear of the house, knowing that Rick was sure to be around somewhere. Sure enough, he saw the drapes twitch in an upstairs room. Mac knew that Rick likedto watch him from behind the bedroom drapes until the work in the garden was finished. As Mac finished the mowing, he saw Rick’s mom drive off to the club in her silver Merc. She gave a grand wave to Mac, and called out that she’d be back that evening. He could almost smell her cunt juice as she drove by. He reckoned that tennis pro would have a sore cock by the end of the day. He parked the mower in the garage, then locked up. As he turned, Mac heard the sliding doors in the rear of the house slide open. He looked up to see Rick standing there in the doorway in his tight cut-offs and shortsleeved denim shirt. He looked like a personal ad in a bathhouse. “Well don’t you look summery, young man!” said Mac with a wink. “Who’s takin’ you to the ball?” “Hi, Mac,” Rick breathed excitedly. “I thought I’d go mad with boredom today!” “I’m only cuttin’ the grass, young’un.” “At least it’s company! This place is so fucking boring when I’m here on my own!” “Now now, Rick,” Mac chided with a grin. “You know your mom wouldn’t like to hear you use language like that!” Rick laughed. “There’s a lot she wouldn’t like if she knew about it!” “You been hiding a girl in the house?” Mac was mocking him because he’d bet money that Rick didn’t even know any girls. He stripped off his sweat-stained t-shirt, then wiped his face and neck with a kerchief. “You look really hot, Mac,” said Rick. “Feel like a beer?” “You bet!” Rick thought for a moment, then said, “I’ve had an idea. If you’ve finished, why don’t you go upstairs and have a shower?” Mac shook his head slowly. “Not too sure about that, Rick. Not sure your mom would want me in the house like that.” 34 • Tended by the Gardener

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“I’m in charge while she’s not here,’ said the boy with a determined look. “I’ll bring a beer and a fresh towel, and you can take a shower.” “You sure?” asked Mac, his heart almost bursting as he pondered the possibilities. “I’ll go get that beer, and you get upstairs.” Mac walked slowly to the huge hallway and started up the stairs. He could hardly believe his luck. He stripped off in the bathroom, and waited, naked, for the knock on the door. Rick looked in, his eyes growing wide as he saw Mac’s naked

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torso and the big hardon that seemed to float about a foot out from the big man’s bush. Then he held out the beer. “I … I’ve got a large towel here for when you’ve finished,” he stammered, draping it over a tall stool in the corner of the bathroom, then he closed the door behind him as he left. Mac drained the bottle, wiped his mouth and stepped into the big shower cubicle. He lathered himself, giving his cock some special attention. He had a feeling about today, and his cock stayed hard and hopeful as he let the shower’s jets hit him. He turned off the faucet and stepped out, drying himself and taking his time over his engorged meat. When he was dry, he draped the towel over the rail, and picked up his clothes and carried them from the bathroom along the wide corridor. There was a door slightly open on his right, and through it he could see bare legs on the bed. He pushed the door open further and there was Rick, spread naked on the bed on his back, with his clothes bunched over his groin. Mac put his clothes on the floor and stood at the end of Rick’s bed, looking down at him. Then he stroked his cock, making the tip flare darkly. Rick slowly pulled the clothes from his groin, revealing a long, slim cut cock that shone in the sunlight filtering through the curtains. “Know what to do with that, Rick?” asked Mac quietly, as he came over to the side of the bed. “Enough,” came the reply. His hand came up to hold Mac’s cock, shaking slightly as he stroked it. “That’s a good body you got on you there,” said Mac. “Hope that cock’s gettin’ some exercise as well!” “I do OK!” Rick sounded defensive. Mac let the boy continue stroking him as he looked down at his slim form. “C’mon, Rick. I ain’t never seen you with a girl round here, nor anyone else, not even a friend.” Rick blushed again, but continued stroking. “No shame in likin’ men, young Rick,” Mac murmured, “Whatever floats your boat. Just enjoy it, that’s the main thing.” Rick said nothing, just looked deep into his eyes. “Me, I like cock and pussy, though not at the same time you understand. Right now, I reckon I could make your eyes shine and your brain fizz.” 36 • Tended by the Gardener

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Rick gulped and Mac saw it. This kid had very little idea what he was getting into. He’d have to be gentle with him. He leaned over and took Rick’s cock in his hand and gave it a gentle stroke. Rick closed his eyes, and Mac could see the lashes flutter lightly. “What you need, young Rick is some tender loving care,” said Mac in a low voice. Rick opened his eyes and stared at the man’s cock. “Ever Tended by the Gardener • 37

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taste one?” asked Mac, and Rick slowly shook his head. “Go on, kiss the end. See if you like it.” Rick did as he was told and kissed the leaking meat. He moved his head from side to side, smearing the precum against his lips. Then he licked them. He looked up at Mac and closed his eyes as the smell of the man rose to his flared nostrils. He licked the end, tasting the creamy stream of precum. Then he licked around the end again as if he couldn’t quite make up his mind about where to go next. But the aroma of sex had really got to him, and some primeval instinct made him open his mouth wider. The next thing he knew, he had Mac’s cockhead between his lips. “Attaboy, Ricky baby,” cooed Mac, nudging his hips forward a little. “You let that big ol’ cock into your mouth an’ give it some lovin’!” Rick was breathing deeply through his nose now, and his heart was racing. His mind was full of wild thoughts. He really wanted Mac to fuck him. He wanted to ride this prime piece of manhood until Mac spunked inside him. His tongue traced the veins and undulations of the cock from just behind the head, daring himself to swallow more of it. The precum was flowing faster now and coating his tongue as he slipped his lips over another inch or so. But his eyes were beginning to water, and he had a horrible feeling that he was going to gag at any moment. “Easy now,” came Mac’s soothing voice from above, “Take your time, we ain’t in no rush. You’re a natural, baby!” Rick’s hand moved down to his own straining erection, gripping the shaft tightly as though he was afraid it might go away. “Don’t you go jerkin’ yourself off now,” Mac said in his quiet voice. “You save that honey for when I cum.” Rick reckoned he was about as far down Mac’s shaft as he could go without gagging, and Mac sensed this. “Now let it slide out of your mouth a little … that’s the way … a bit more, till just the head’s between your lips. OK, now take it in again. Beautiful, Rick, real beautiful!” Rick was taking to it now that he’d got past the first stages and was moving his lips up and down the shaft, taking great care not to let his teeth scrape the flesh. He could hear Mac’s harsh breathing and was real proud of himself that he was giving so much pleasure. His own cock was slippery at the tip, and his hands were slick with precum. 38 • Tended by the Gardener

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drool of saliva linking his mouth and the tip. “Gonna grease you up real good, so’s I c’n slide in all the way. Y’got that?” Rick’s heart pounded as he watched, fascinated as Mac ran a lubed hand up and down his cock. “Turn over and kneel on the mattress.” Mac’s voice was low and urgent, and he seemed impatient. All the tender loving care that Mac had promised him was out the window. Now Mac was just a guy with a hardon. He greased up Rick’s crack with hard hands, feeling him up all the while with two or three fingers. Rick knew that Mac was in no mood for romance now. He knew the man needed to blow his load, and as soon as he was inside the boy’s ring, he shoved. Rick gave out a shriek that echoed round the house, then bowed his head, spread his knees wide apart, and groaned loudly as Mac slid his length into the boy’s body. “Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac!” Rick whimpered, scarcely daring to believe that his ass could stretch wide enough for a cock that big. Mac withdrew a little, bringing a louder groan from the boy, then he plunged right in, totally embedding his cock in the pale, young body. Ricky slowly began to relax. His insides became accustomed to the intruder as Mac slowly edged in and out. Rick had to admit to himself that once the initial pain had subsided, the awesomeness of that THING inside him took over. He felt so filled by it that he almost sobbed with pleasure.

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“It’s so big, Mac,” he sobbed. “It’s just so fucking big ….” “Size is only half the pleasure, Rick,” Mac muttered from behind. “The rest is what you do with it.” He began to pump Rick’s ass with long, slow thrusts that once again brought hoarse cries from the boy. But as he built up the momentum, Rick felt a pleasant numbness set in, and the pain seemed to melt away. At the same time, Mac’s hands moved under him to grasp the slippery cock that drooled onto the mattress. Rick longed for release as the vigorous hand job hit all his nerve-endings. He couldn’t hold back any longer, so with a delicious shiver he let his cock spurt onto the bedding in a dozen or so long splashes. Mac was grunting from behind him, his hands trembling as they held Rick’s sides, and his movements shaky and uneven. “I’m gonna pull out … I wanna cum … cum in your mouth. OK?” His voice was ragged and strained. Rick nodded energetically. He gave a loud groan as the long cock slid quickly and smoothly from his body. He rolled over on the mattress, face up between Mac’s trembling legs. He stared wide-eyed at Mac’s slick hand gripping the dark, shiny shaft, stroking it faster while he placed his other hand at the back of the boy’s head. Rick intended to take this load all the way down, and moved his mouth as near as he could to Mac’s cockhead. Then there was a moment of stillness. Mac stopped pumping, and then the first splat hit Rick high on the cheek, just below his eye. He opened his mouth wide and the hot wads hit the back of his throat. Again and again Mac’s creamy pulses filled Rick’s eager mouth until all that was left were the shiny drips that rose and splashed from Mac’s cockhead. Rick leaned forward and let Mac’s cock slide into his mouth to join the cum. “Boyoboyoboy! Where in the name of fuck did you learn that?” Mac’s breathless praise made him glow with pride. He sat back as he swallowed the load, wiping his lips and coughing a little. “You are one fuckin’ li’l whore, son!” Rick’s chest heaved as the numbness in his ass was wearing off. “I never felt anything like that in my life!” he groaned quietly with a weak smile as he swallowed the last of the load. He slid painfully off the bed and Mac got to his feet. The big man pulled the boy towards him and kissed him on the lips. Rick opened his Tended by the Gardener • 41

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mouth as they met and closed his eyes, then pulled away again, giving Mac a smile. “You’re a dirty little bastard, y’know that?” said Mac in a thick voice. “We gonna do this again sometime?” Rick ran his hand up and down the crack of his ass, feeling the creamy outpouring, and cupped his hand under it. “M’yeah!” Mac said thoughtfully. “I guess we could say I’m gonna be helpin’ you with your education.” Rick watched in silence as Mac dressed, blew him a kiss and left the bedroom. Then he moved back over to the bed and tore a whole bunch of tissues from his bedside drawer, stuffing them into his ass. He could still smell Mac on his body, and he decided he wouldn’t shower until his Mom returned. As he stroked one nipple, his hand slid down to his rising cock. He’d gone into the garden a boy, but now … with the help of Mac, life had taken on a whole new prospect.

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Young Eric Fisher had no idea what he had done wrong to make Coach order him to come to his office after practice. As far as he could tell he had done his best and performed rather well during his first week with the varsity team. As a matter of fact he was convinced he had been even better than some of the other players who were paying far less attention to the training routine. After catching his breath, Eric hesitated for a moment before he knocked at Coach Brock’s office door. He guessed that this may just be Coach’s habit of evaluating new team members. With his usual grunt, the grumpy man told him to enter the dark, musky room. Brock’s massive torso filled the chair in the dim light, as he looked at some papers on his clipboard. “Wanted to see me, sir?” “Close the door, Eric.” Eric felt at ease by the limited criticism he had thus far received from the coach. Still, Brock seemed to be in a bad mood. “If there is one thing I can’t stand, Eric, it is filth!” Filth??? Eric was puzzled. “I can’t have my players leaving the ground stinking and sweaty. It’s just unhealthy!” How did he know THAT!? Coach eyed Eric curiously, demanding a reply. “I … maybe I … had an urgent appointment the other day and didn’t want to be late. Er ….” “Says here you’ve found some lame excuse to avoid the showers every single day!” 44 • Hygiene

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Eric was glad there was so little light so there was no way for the coach to see him blushing as he struggled with an explanation. The point was he was really scared of the showers! With his old team he had never had a problem. Those were all boys his age. The seniors were a different story altogether! They were real men, mature males with intimidatingly muscled bodies. He had heard that on occasion a new player received a rather tough initiation in the showers and he was all too eager to avoid that. What if they found out how their bare bodies turned him on? What if he failed to hide his stiff pecker? His racing thoughts were interrupted when the coach broke the new rules to him. “I won’t have that crap any longer, Eric! You bale out of this one more time and I will kick you out for good. I thought you were a team player, not some unhealthy sissy!” “But, Coach, I ….” “Is that understood?” Eric nodded as he noticed how the coach had talked himself into a rage. “Now, I want you to undress, get into that shower and get clean, understood?” “Yes, sir!” Eric quickly peeled his sweaty shorts and shirt off and dropped them next to the shower along with his socks and shoes. He wasn’t sure if Coach was checking his progress or not, but he was eager to disappear behind the shower curtain as soon as possible. “Hold it! Not like that!” Eric looked over his shoulder, his back to the coach as he would rather have the man see his rear than what had been stirring between his legs. “I want you to pick up that mess and fold it neatly on the table before me!” Eric bent over and did as he was told, glad to notice the coach was more concerned with some list on his clipboard than his nudity. He rushed off and was eager to get the cold water going, beating down the unwanted heat that had flooded his body. He had only just reached for the curtain when Coach Brock addressed him again from behind his desk.

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“You think you can get away with a quick rub-down? You better forget it! I want to see you to do this properly like your mum taught you! So make it a good show, right?” So much for that! Still embracing his earlier strategy of hiding his front from Coach’s eyes, Eric thoroughly massaged his chest and shoulders with soap. He continued with his buttocks and legs and after a few moments was about to turn off the water. “I’m afraid my towel is over in the locker room, Coach. You wouldn’t have a spare one I could borrow?” The clipboard flew across the table as the coach rushed up, angrily. “You must really think I’m STUPID! Do you?” “N … no, sir!?” Brock snatched the soap from Eric’s hands as he barred the way out of the shower. “Guess it is about time for someone to teach you how to do this properly!” Coach ran the bar of soap over the boy’s back with furious circular motions, pushing him against the tiles relentlessly. Shit! Eric knew he’d get blamed for getting Coach’s shorts and shoes all wet. But that was OK, just as long as he didn’t notice …. “And what’s this, son?” A big hand grabbed his pulsing boner. Eric gasped and reared up from the firm squeeze he received. At the same time another excruciating pain drove out his breath – a slick hard bar of soap had been forced halfway into his butt! “I’ll have to take care of all the spots you forgot to clean, won’t I?” The pain of the intrusion slowly subsided along with his shock. Eric had fantasized about stories of coaches messing with their players, but he had never expected it would happen with Coach Brock. He had three kids and was on his third marriage. Eric was surprised a man in that situation would risk the rumors and lawsuits that could come from manhandling one of his players. The risk Brock had taken was Eric’s opportunity to be daring, as well. No more drooling over porn sites on the internet in secrecy. Here in the shower was his chance to find out what his fantasies would be like. A massive hairy thigh pushed his legs apart as he felt a hot cock wiggle free from the wet shorts behind him. He leaned passively against the walls as Coach Brock’s big hands held his shoulders in place. This was a real man behind him, not some stranger he could never really trust to play it nice and safe. If this was just a test, Eric Hygiene • 47

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figured he had already failed and revealed his true nature. If this was a mutual thing, though, if Coach had fantasies about boys like him, he could just as well speed things up and take the next step: “Why don’t you teach me how this is done, Coach?” Enraged by Eric’s provocation, Coach skidded him around and leaned over him closely with a scary look in his eyes. Pressed against the wet tiles, Eric slid down slowly, undoing the wet shorts far enough that he soon had a throbbing cock in his face. His hesitance to actually taste it was whipped away with a decisive motion that buried the giant organ deep down his throat. Eric did his best not to choke. He began to please his first cock and caress every part of the coach that he could reach. With Brock holding him in place and frantically fucking his face, he didn’t get too far. Without a word being said, Brock soon pushed away from his eager mouth and pulled him up again. “Bend over! One more lesson to teach you today!” Eric leaned against the wet tiles again. The icy gush of water stung his back for a few moments while he waited for the real action. A glowing cockhead firmly proceeded towards the crack of his frozen butt. Eric bit his lips as the massive meat forced him open and penetrated him inch by inch. For a second he felt a cramp coming, but the excitement over this intrusion overpowered his fear. He had done it. He had managed to take his first cock up his ass without screaming! Slowly the last inches pressed in deeper. He soon felt his coach’s hairy balls squeezing in between his thighs while his cock touched the oddest places up his butt and gave him feelings he had never know. Then for an instant disappointment crossed his mind: all too suddenly those wonderful sensations got sucked away as the coach pulled out of him, only to repeat the process, more courageously and forcefully than the first time. This time he stayed inside Eric to bring the boy pleasure by the rhythmic motion of his powerful hips. Coach brushed the boy’s innards on every pass, driving the spearhead of his manhood ever deeper into the burning body. The hairy mass of the man held him in place, and the hectic breathing competed with his gasps for air and the cool haze of the shower. Eric had never felt anything as pleasing after a work out as he had felt when he followed Coach Brock out of the shower. His own cock and balls ached as if he had done all the fucking, for soon after Brock had started fucking him, he hadn’t been able to hold back his own Hygiene • 49

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load. Every time the man had pushed into his ass he had forced out another spurt until Eric had ejaculated a huge load all over the tile wall of Coach’s shower. But it all seemed like business as usual to the coach. He slid into fresh training gear without a word. “So … er … you want me to … shower in here again sometime?” “I’ll let you know if I can find any reason to have a private … word … with you again. Now you better get back to the locker room.” Eric held his sticky clothes and shoes in his hands and tip-toed back to the team quarters in his socks and undies. There was still laughter and talk coming from the showers, as the seniors were the last to use the field and often took their time. Eric sank down on the benches to try and come to terms with his recent experience. It was pretty hard as the laughter from inside the steamy showers interrupted him. Why not? he thought. He grabbed his towel and bravely walked into the team shower.

At the Drive-In Movie with Dad by Bill Dad and I share a small apartment, just off the Marine base where he is stationed. Dad won custody of me when my parents got divorced years ago by proving Mom’s infidelity. He never wanted to talk about it, so I learned to not ask questions. My dad was a handsome man. He was about six-foot-four, around two hundred and twenty pounds, and solid muscle. He was a drill sergeant. I always thought he looked good in his khaki uniform. It was so snug, I wondered if it was regulation. There was always a bulge you wouldn’t believe. Dad had salt and pepper hair, which I found very distinguished, that he kept in a flattop. His chest hair was thick and extended to a mass of hair around his crotch. I know because, around the house, Dad tended to let it all hang out. I don’t know how big he was, but he was big. His cock and balls would swing as he strutted throughout the house. Hell, I would strut too if I had his package. One Saturday night he brought home pizza. He said we would eat in and then go to the drive-in theater on the outskirts of town. I had heard about the place. I don’t think they cared much what you did, as long as you paid for the tickets. Dad said there was a At the Drive-In Movie with Dad • 51

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movie playing that he just had to see. As we pulled up to the ticket office, I saw that the film was XXX rated. Damn! Dad had brought me to a fuck movie! We weren’t too long into the movie when I had heard cock and pussy called as many names as I knew possible. The plot, if you could call it that, was about a girl and her date getting it on in a lover’s lane. Soon, a carload of supposed-to-be soldiers pulled up beside them. The next thing I knew, all of the guys were taking turns fucking the girl. From her actions and moaning, I don’t think it was against her will. One of the guys even fucked her boyfriend. The entire time, Dad had been trying to adjust the bulge in his pants. I couldn’t help but notice that he was getting a hardon. Boy, was he ever growing! “What’s wrong, Dad?” “Nothing, son. I can’t help it. Just watching her pussy get pumped makes my cock horny. I’ve got a hardon, son. Do you have any idea of how confined these pants feel?” “No. But I’ve seen you before. Just take it out.” I had never seen my dad hard. He undid the buttons on his fly and pulled his cock and ball out. His balls hung down and rested on the car seat, and his cock extended up, past the bottom of the steering wheel. “Damn, Dad! You’ve got a big one!” “It’s not the biggest, but I have about nine solid inches of hard cock,” he told me. “What do you think about this movie, son?” he went on to ask. “I haven’t had any pussy in a long time. Just seeing her cunt get pumped full makes me want to fuck something. Anything. Hell, I’d fuck a snake, if somebody held him.” “It’s OK. I really liked the part where the big guy fucked her boyfriend. Did he have a pussy?” “Not really,” Dad laughed, “but some guys use their ass as a pussy. I’ve never tried it, but I hear it’s a lot tighter. At least you wouldn’t have to worry about knocking a guy up.” Dad was stroking himself and a lot of shiny stuff was leaking from his cock. “Dad, what’s that slippery stuff?” “Son, it’s precum. I do that a lot. It works as a lubricant.” “Can I touch it?” 52 • At the Drive-In Movie with Dad

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“Whoa, son! I guess I’m a dirty old man. I really don’t think we should be talking this way. I know you’re curious, but if I allowed you to start something, I wouldn’t rest until it was finished. I am a big guy and I don’t want to hurt you.” “You never have hurt me. What would you do? Let me touch it.” “You can touch it, but don’t go any farther.” I put my finger in the precum. Then I stuck my finger in my mouth. It was salty and had a spunky, sweet taste. “I like it, Dad. I also like the way you smell down there.” “Please, son,” he begged me. “You don’t have a clue what you’re doing to me.” “I want to taste some more. Can I?” “Go ahead. Be my guest. Just watch what you do.” This time, I leaned over and put the head of my dad’s cock in my mouth. I loved it. I had my dad’s man meat in my mouth, and he was leaking precum like crazy. I was swallowing every drop. He smelled sweaty and musky around his crotch. “Oh, shit, son. I was afraid this would happen. You’re making my cock feel good. I can’t help it. You feel good. Do you like sucking Daddy’s cock?” “Yes, sir.” “Son, I want you to pull your pants off and put them on the floor of the car and slide over here, where you can get more of Daddy’s cock.” While I was sucking on Daddy, he took his right hand and began playing with my ass. It wasn’t long before he had his right middle finger up my ass and was finger fucking me. “Oh shit, son. You have no idea what you are doing to me. I think Daddy has found himself a cocksucker and a pussy. You’d better hold on, son. Daddy is going to cum in your mouth.” Dad held my head down on his cock. “Oh, fuck! I’m cumming baby! I’m cumming in your mouth! Swallow me babe! Swallow it all! Oh, shit! Take me, son!” Dad shot several volleys of hot cum down my throat. I loved every swallow, and I didn’t miss a drop. “Fuck the movie,” Dad said. “You slide over here and lean against my shoulder. I intend to finger your ass until we get home. Daddy is going to fuck you tonight. Remember the girl’s date that got fucked? At the Drive-In Movie with Dad • 53

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Tonight, Daddy is going to fuck his date. Daddy has a pussy now. Do you want to be my pussy?” “Yes, Dad. Make me your pussy.” Dad kept me naked all the way into the house. Once inside, he stripped and put me on the bed. He laid me on my back, then he went to get some lube. “I have to tell you that the first time won’t be easy, son. Even if a guy is small, it hurts the first time, and I am a big guy. It’ll hurt a lot at first, but once I’m inside, it’ll go easier. I don’t mean easy. I mean easier.” “It’s OK, Dad. I want to make you happy. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make you happy.” Dad lubed up my ass and his cock. He placed my legs over his shoulders and put the head of his cock against my hole. He slid his cock around and used his wet, slippery precum to make my pucker slick. Then he began to nudge my sphincter. He was big. He was really big. He was stretching me wide. The pressure was awesome. I began to wonder how much an asshole could stretch. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain as his cock slipped past my sphincter and I felt his cock slip inside of me. I let out a loud moan. “It’s OK, son. I’m in you now. I’ll hold it right here. I promise I’ll go easy. I just got your cherry. That’s the hardest part. I’m sorry if I hurt too much. Your cherry was so tight. Just try to relax. You’re beautiful. I’m no fool; I know you did this just for Daddy.” Dad slowly started taking smooth, slow movements as he worked the rest of his cock into me. I was really being stretched to the max. I wanted my dad in me, and I was determined to will myself to open up and take him. I let my desire take over and pushed the pain to the side. Soon, all I could think about was the pleasure we could both gain. I breathed in deeply and relaxed. “Oh, fuck!” Dad exclaimed. “You’re opening up to your dad. You’re beautiful, son. You’re giving yourself to me.” He started taking deep strokes until his balls rested against my ass. My dad was all the way in me. “Damn, son. You have all nine inches of me in your pussy. Now I am going to fuck you until I make you feel good.” Dad began to fuck slowly at first. Then he picked up the pace. He then spread my legs and was pounding me as deep as he could. His pubic area was pounding my ass hard against the mattress. His balls were slapping my ass. “Oh, fuck. Your pussy is so damned hot and juicy. My cock is swimming in our juices. I can’t last much 54 • At the Drive-In Movie with Dad

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longer. Fuck, baby! I have to cum! Take your daddy’s cock. I’m going to cream your pussy big time, babe! God! I can’t stop. I’m still cumming! Oh, shit, babe!” Dad was contracting his abs in an effort to pump every last drop of cum into me. When his cock went limp, he pulled out of me and collapsed across my chest. He started kissing me madly. “Damn, son! That was the hottest fuck ever. Are you OK? Did I hurt you? Do you still love me?” “Yes to all three questions, Dad. Would I do it again? You just try me. There’s not another Marine on God’s green earth who could make me prouder. I’m yours, Dad. You have been, are, and always will be the only man I need. I also think I now know why the guys call you ‘Rooster’.” “Damn straight. I’m all cock. And now I have something to crow about,” he joked. “I have a son who can take care of every need I have.” “You’d better keep it that way, or I’ll find another dad.” “You just try it. You’re not too big, and never will be, that I can’t tan your butt.”

Voyage of Discovery part 2 by Alex Barton Timothy Markham’s day had started badly, but was definitely getting better. Right now he was kneeling on the floor between the spread legs of a man from the Immigration and Visas Department of the British Consulate, doing his best not to choke on the hard, thick cock that was filling his mouth. The man threaded his fingers in Timothy’s hair, groaning softly as his shaft was enveloped by the warm, wet oval of Timothy’s lips, his hands holding the boy’s head in place as he masturbated himself with Timothy’s mouth. Saliva and precum dripped from Timothy’s chin onto the fingers he had clasped around the base of the man’s cock, and he took advantage of the gooey liquid running into the crack between the man’s buttocks to slide a finger into his anus. It had the desired effect. Almost immediately the man let out soft groan of ecstasy and began to masturbate himself harder and quicker, the head of his prick swelling as his orgasm approached.

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“Ah–ahh–AHHH!” the man groaned, and Timothy felt the first gush of hot, salty liquid hit the back of his throat. He swallowed it down until the flow of sperm stopped. “Thank you, Mr. Markham,” the man said. “That was most pleasant. Now, please take a seat and we’ll see what we can do about processing your application for a replacement passport.” Timothy licked the last drops of cum from his lips. “Please, call me Timothy,” he said as he sat down. “Of course,” the man said, smiling. “I am Tomas. Tomas Simonides.” Tomas was the only decent human being Timothy had met in the last two weeks. On holiday on the Greek island of Rhodes, Timothy had been left destitute when his lover had stolen his passport, money and return ticket to the UK. Desperate to get to Athens where he could arrange a flight home, Timothy made his way to the harbor where he met Iannis Metrides, the Navigation Officer of a ship he said was sailing to Athens. Iannis agreed to let Timothy stow away in his cabin; in return, Timothy spent every waking hour having his mouth and ass pleasurably plowed by the handsome Greek. Days passed and Timothy eventually discovered he had stowed away on a ferry between Rhodes and the island of Crete, just over a day’s journey each way. The boat never went anywhere near Athens. Iannis had tricked him. The only thing left for Timothy to do was report the loss of his passport and possessions to the British Consulate in Rhodes. The receptionist had directed him to the Immigration and Visas Department, and Timothy had found Tomas sitting behind a desk, working at a computer. Tomas had listened sympathetically and explained his ability to help was limited, but he arranged a room for Timothy at a nearby hotel and advanced him money for food. “Is there anything I can do to thank you?” Timothy asked when he finished telling his story, amused because Tomas had taken down every word as he described in detail what Iannis had done to him while they shared a cabin. “Oh no, that is not necessary,” the man said, but Timothy could tell from the way Tomas was squirming in his seat that the man was very aroused. It seemed a nice gesture to slip around to the other side of the desk and kneel between Tomas’ legs. He reached for the zip of the man’s pants and freed the shaft of his rapidly hardening 56 • Voyage of Discovery part 2

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cock, despite Tomas’ protests that someone might walk in at any moment. And now here he was, with a thick mass of Tomas’ warm, salty sperm pooled in his stomach, answering questions and still trying to get home. Eventually Tomas sat back from the computer keyboard. “There,” he said. “The forms are completed. We should be able to issue a new passport by the end of the week.” He smiled at Timothy’s expression of relief. “Could I use the phone to ring my parents?” Timothy asked. “Of course,” Tomas said. “But dial nine for an outside line, don’t go through the switchboard.” Timothy spoke to his parents and reassured them he was all right. His father said he would wire money to buy a replacement airline ticket, and it looked at last as if Timothy’s ordeal was coming to an end. When he finished his call, Tomas escorted Timothy back to the main reception desk. As he opened the door he asked, “Timothy, would you like to go to a party this evening? I want to introduce you to someone who might be able to help.” “Help?” “Yes. He has connections and will be able to find this man Leo and recover your possessions. I will explain this evening. Will you meet me at seven? Outside the Consulate would be best.” Timothy shook Tomas’ hand. “Thank you, Tomas,” he said. “I’ll see you at seven.” §

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for his help. London might object to my talking to someone who does not have the proper security clearance. I can trust you, can’t I, Timothy?” “Of course,” he said as the taxi came to a stop and he followed Tomas to a small jetty jutting out from the harbor wall. There a launch was ferrying guests out to a motor yacht. The ride across took no more than five minutes, and Tomas led him through groups of expensively dressed people. “Timothy, can I introduce you to Nicos Stavrou?” Stavrou was a compelling mixture of soulful and powerful: finely drawn features, a straight nose, full lips and eyes almost black in color. He had an aura of sensuality about him that Timothy found intensely attractive. “Tomas mentioned that you’ve had some trouble with a former boyfriend stealing your passport?” Stavrou said as he shook Timothy’s hand. “I hope the incident has not prejudiced you against the beautiful island of Rhodes?” “Oh no, not at all,” Timothy said. “I am glad. Timothy, would you mind if I have a quick word with Tomas?” “No, of course not,” Timothy said and helped himself to a glass of champagne from the tray of a passing waiter. He walked through a doorway and out onto the deck, wanting a moment to himself so he could take some deep breaths and try to ignore the way his asshole was quivering in excited anticipation. Timothy watched Stavrou stand talking to Tomas, nodding at something Tomas said. Stavrou reached in his inside pocket and took out an envelope and handed it to Tomas who put it in his jacket. Timothy wondered what was in the envelope. Timothy stood sipping champagne for a moment, looking out over the starlit Aegean Sea. Then he felt a hand on his arm. “Timothy?” It was Tomas. “The guests will be moving on to a nightclub. Stavrou would like you to stay and join him for a small private party. Is that all right?” “Of course,” said Timothy, flattered by the invitation. He glanced across at Stavrou who raised his glass in a toast. “I will see you in the morning,” Tomas said. “Of course,” said Timothy and walked across to where Stavrou was waiting. 58 • Voyage of Discovery part 2

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drawing sucks with little flicks of his tongue across the tip. His taste buds tingling with the hot, salty sweetness of Stavrou’s semen. As he did so, Stavrou reached across and closed his fingers around the hard bulge of Timothy’s cock, stroking it gently through the material of the boy’s jeans and masturbating Timothy in time with the boy’s long, drawing sucks on his cock. Timothy was determined to have Stavrou flood his mouth with cum. He was hungry for the viscous mass, wanted to feel it spurting against the back of his throat, sliding down his gullet, filling his belly with its salty goodness. He sucked harder; forcing himself to swallow more of the huge cock on each down stroke while his fingers eased Stavrou’s balls, heavy as lemons, from the confines of his pants. Timothy was surprised they were shaved smooth. He loved the feel of the soft skin as he fondled the sac in the palm of his hand, coaxing them to pump out their salty spunk. And then it was happening. Stavrou let out a loud groan of pleasure from deep in his chest and arched his hips up off the sofa, his heavily swollen glans throbbing as his climax started. Warm, creamy liquid gushed from the head of his cock and poured into Timothy’s mouth, spurt after spurt, so much that Timothy barely had time to swallow before his mouth was full again. Timothy was used to Iannis’ balls producing a heavy load, but it was half the amount he gulped down now. Finally the flow ebbed and Timothy released the heavy prick from the oval of his lips. “Thank you,” Stavrou said as he took Timothy’s face in his hands and kissed him. When he broke the kiss, Stavrou whispered, “Timothy, I must have you.” “Yes,” Timothy said softly. “You must.” Stavrou’s prick was still thick and hard. The Greek man stood up and undressed while Timothy stripped off jeans and t-shirt, then stretched out on the sofa, supporting himself on one arm. Timothy watched as Stavrou reached in the pocket of his jacket and brought out a small bottle of lube, squirted some into the palm of his hand and then smoothed it over the length of his cock, working the shiny liquid over the swollen head. Timothy found it very arousing that Stavrou had come prepared to fuck ass, even more so because the ass Stavrou was about to fuck was his. 60 • Voyage of Discovery part 2

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A moment later Stavrou was lying stretched out naked next to Timothy, who reached around and spread his asscheeks, exposing his puckered anal entrance. Stavrou applied the lube and then dropped it on the carpet, his lips meeting Timothy’s in a deep kiss as his fingers worked the lube past the boy’s anal sphincter and up into Timothy’s rectum. Timothy waited for Stavrou to slide his fingers out and then he reached for the slickened head of the Greek man’s cock, guiding the slippery plum into his asshole. He breathed deeply as the entrance to his back passage relaxed round the cockhead, wondering if his eagerness to be butt fucked was greater than the ability of his anus to stretch far enough to take the prick that was entering him. “You OK?” Stavrou said without easing up the pressure as he pushed his cock further into Timothy’s welcoming asshole. Timothy gasped. “I’ve never had anything this big up my ass. It feels so huge. Take it slow for a minute, huh?” Stavrou did as he was asked, fucking Timothy’s ass slowly, teasing the boy with his cockhead for some minutes before easing his swollen fuckpole deeper into the tight hole. Timothy reached down and closed his fingers round the rigid pole of his own erect cock, sending waves of pleasure through his overstuffed rectum. He could hear Stavrou’s cock shuttling back and forth in his back passage: squishing noises erupted from his distended asshole every time Stavrou opened him up afresh. His cock gushed precum from the caress of his fingers while Stavrou filled his hands with the fleshy mounds of his buttocks and Timothy panted and pressed back against Stavrou’s huge, hard prick. The Greek man was in his ass up to the hilt, stretching him wide, deep in his bowels; Timothy closed his eyes and groaned in ecstasy, his anus a suckling mouth clamped tight round Stavrou’s buggering prick, his rectum enclosing the shaft in a hot, velvet vise. “Oh god, that feels so good,” Timothy groaned, waves of intense pleasure radiating out from his rectum. Then, panting with effort, he began slamming his asscheeks back into Stavrou’s groin, sodomizing himself in earnest, dragging the taut muscle of his sphincter forward until it met the flare of Stavrou’s glans and then sliding the tightly-clasping walls of his rectal sheath back down with a loud slurping noise until every inch of the Greek man’s hot, hard cock was swallowed up by his asshole. Voyage of Discovery part 2 • 61

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The sensation was incredible and Timothy suddenly felt Stavrou’s prick swell even more in the depths of his rectum. Timothy’s back arched as a delicious tingling started in his balls, a gusher of cum spurting from the head of his prick onto the sofa as he shook and shivered in orgasm. With an effort, Timothy straightened up and pressed his body back against Stavrou’s chest. The Greek man groaned loudly and plowed every last inch of his prick into the boy’s bowels, hot creamy cum jetting from the head of his prick, filling Timothy’s back passage to overflowing. “Yes, Stavrou,” Timothy cried out in pleasure. “Fill my ass with your cum!” Stavrou pumped his spunk into Timothy’s bottom until his balls ran dry. Then he slowly withdrew his cock and lay back, his chest heaving, his eyes closed, a smile on his face. When he could speak he asked Timothy, “Do all English boys enjoy having their asses fucked as much as you? I must ask Tomas to introduce me to English boys more often.” Timothy looked over his shoulder at Stavrou. “Sorry?” he said. “Your friend Tomas Simonides? He said you would be happy to make love for a fee. I gave him the money before he left. He told me you were happy with this arrangement?” “Yes … oh, yes, of course,” Timothy said, trying not to show how angry he felt that, once again, he had been taken advantage of. Tomas would have a hell of a lot of explaining to do the next morning…. §

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“Yes, he would have been,” said the girl. “He is a software engineer for the company who maintains our computers. He was installing an update to our firewall. He is not employed by the British Consulate.” Timothy knew the shock was showing on his face, because she added, “Sir, are you all right?” “Oh, yes,” Timothy said slowly. “I’m fine. But perhaps I could see someone about the theft of my passport? Someone who definitely does work for the British Consulate?”

Jimmy Fucks His Dad by Rick Horsmann It’s a typical Friday night. I’m sitting naked in front of the computer, my stiff cock in my hand, watching videos on XTube. com. I’m waiting for my son, Jimmy, to get out of the shower and join me for a little play. Jimmy’s not my real son, but the idea turns him on, and since he’s 30 years younger than me, a head shorter and 40 pounds lighter, it all works. My “son” has also consistently bottomed for his “Dad”, loving to take my cock and sperm up his butt hole or down his throat. Jimmy loves kneeling between my thighs and sucking the cum out of my dick. I prefer fucking his furry, firm ass, but I’ve got to admit, the boy’s an expert cocksucker, so we take turns. What works best for both of us is for me to fuck Jimmy to the point of cumming, then pulling out and shoving my ass juice-slicked meat down his throat and shooting in his greedy mouth while he jacks off. If we’re feeling really raunchy, I’ll dump my load up my boy’s butt, then eat it back out and spit it into his open mouth while he wrings the cream from his hard meat. Which brings up another pertinent factor: Jimmy’s meat. Although my son’s only 5’ 4” tall, his cock and balls are more appropriately sized to someone a foot taller. My cock is a respectable 6 1/2” hard. Jimmy’s closes in on 11” and his nuts are proportionately large. The family joke is that my boy’s dick took more than it’s fair share of nourishment while he was growing up. My son was embarrassed by his endowment in junior high and high school, and we still have trouble finding bathing suits that fit without letting parts of his cock or balls hang out, but now that he’s in his 20’s, he’s confident and proud of his huge endowment – as he well should be. Jimmy Fucks His Dad • 63

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I’m currently watching a short clip of three hot guys and a cute chick. One stud is stuffing his cock up the woman’s cunt, the second has his dick buried in her throat and the third is straddling her chest, rubbing his thick meat back and forth between her big tits, fucking her cleavage. Jimmy and I used to only watch man on man porn, but lately he’s become fascinated by straight and bi sex. My son lost his cherry soon after reaching puberty, and since then, he’s only had sex with other guys. Because of his intimidating dick size, he’s always been on the receiving end, unable to find another guy willing to take his huge tool. But I’m beginning to sense that he’s thinking it’s time to try some pussy. I’m willing to let him explore the idea at his own pace. My son enters the room, fresh from his shower, his cock fully hard and sticking out at a forty-five degree angle, looking like some sort of living missile launcher. Jimmy steps over to where I’m sitting and watches at the video clip. I can feel the heat of his freshly scrubbed body on my own skin, and his huge erection rubs against my bare shoulder. I reach across my chest with one hand and massage his dick as he leans down to grasp my erection. The chick’s now on her hands and knees. One stud’s fucking her cunt while getting buttfucked by one of his buddies. The third guy’s lying beneath the chick, lapping at the first stud’s dick as it pistons in and out of her cunt. I can feel Jimmy’s cock throb in my fist as his gaze remains glued to the screen. I look up at my handsome son and give his dick a squeeze to get his attention. “What’ll it be tonight, boy?” I ask. “You want your Daddy’s dick up your butt or down your throat?” Jimmy tears his eyes from the computer monitor to look down at me. I can’t remember him looking so serious. “Neither,” he replies. There’s a long moment of silence as he struggles for his next words. “I … I want to fuck you, Daddy.” Now it’s my turn to be speechless. The idea of being fucked by my son’s massive cock is exciting and frightening at the same time. I stroke his dick as I consider my answer, milking a silvery stream of precum from the huge head. I observe how the fingers of my large hand don’t come close to meeting around the thick shaft. But I know what my answer will be, even though it’s hard getting it out. “Uh, sure, son. We can try that. Go into the bedroom and grease your cock up. I … um … need to make sure I’m ready, first.” 64 • Jimmy Fucks His Dad

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Jimmy smiles at my reply, and pulling his hard cock from my fist, turns to head for our bedroom. I glance once more at the monitor before flicking it off. Two of the studs are laying on their backs, balls to balls and the chick’s taking both of their cocks inside her pussy while the third stud spews his cum over her face and tits. I think that soon I’m gonna know just how she’s feeling as my hole gets stretched by my son’s weapon. After making sure I’m clean, I come out of the bathroom and head down the hall to our bedroom. Despite my anxiety, my dick’s hard as rock, swinging side to side between my legs. I enter the bedroom to find my son lying on his back, stroking his huge, greased cock with both hands. I slide onto the bed and straddle his chest with my knees, forcing him to release his grip on his own cock, but allowing him to apply lube to my meat. My son slowly runs his hand up and down my stiff shaft as I grab his dick and aim it at my hole, pushing my butt against the huge, swollen head. After two unsuccessful attempts to force it past my ass ring, I realize that I’m gonna need some help. I lean forward and open the night stand drawer, searching among my socks for a long-buried bottle of poppers. I find the bottle, uncap it, and assuming that it’s lost much of it’s potency after months of neglect, I take a deep whiff. The liquid’s much more potent than I’d predicted and it heats my face and chest quickly, working it’s way down my belly to my cock and asshole. I’m overcome with the desire to get fucked by my son’s oversized meat, and grabbing it again, I press my hole against the warm, engorged head of Jimmy’s cock and force it past my sphincter. I experience a moment of sharp pain which quickly dissolves into an overwhelming lust for Jimmy’s dick. My son gasps and writhes between my thighs as I push back to take all eleven inches of solid, stiff boycock. It’s like taking a fucking rolling pin up my butt, but it’s just what I want to do: get fully stuffed with the boy’s incredible rod. I reach down and find the poppers bottle where it lays on the bed and uncap it again, offering it to my son who takes a snort and then returns it to me. I whiff up its contents again, more carefully this time, and as it takes effect, I quickly recap the bottle and begin raising and lowering my hips to fuck myself with Jimmy’s jumbosized meatstick. The boy responds in kind, pushing his hips off the bed repeatedly to plunge his entire cock deeply into my hole, slapJimmy Fucks His Dad • 65

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ping his thighs against my ass with each thrust. I grab my cock and begin to flog it with the same urgency, and I feel my balls begin to churn in response. “Grab my nips, son!” I growl. “Work ‘em like you mean it! You know how I want it!” I’ve trained Jimmy to manhandle my sensitive nipples, and he grips them hard with his strong fingers, rolling and twisting them in a vice-like grip. I release my cock and grab my son’s erect nipples and give them the same treatment. Jimmy’s cock pistons in and out of my ass as my dick slaps his hard belly, keeping time with the frantic rhythm of our fuck. I jerk my son’s nips viciously and he returns the favor, and without any assist from my hand, my cock begins to shower my son with hot, musky spunk. Jimmy groans as my sperm hits his face and chest. “I’m cumming, too, Daddy! Oh, damn, here it comes! FUCK!” My son pushes his hips up toward the ceiling, almost jettisoning me into the wall. I reach forward, grabbing the headboard to steady myself as my son’s cock throbs inside me. My spurting cock comes to within an inch of Jimmy’s face and the boy cranes his neck to take the head of my dick into his mouth, sucking the rest of my spunk from my rod. I have a momentary, anatomically impossible fantasy involving my cum filling my son’s gut, only to re-erupt from his cock into my hole as his fills me with his jizz, which then spews out my cock and into his mouth, completing the cycle. Jimmy’s body collapses beneath mine, his dick and balls drained dry. My son’s huge cock pulls free of my ass with a loud, wet sucking sound, and air, ass juice and cum fart out of my hole onto his slimy, overheated dick. I collapse on top of his furry body, my hole feeling empty and abandoned, my cock sliding against his. I’m too wiped to speak, but I kiss my son’s cum-coated lips, silently thanking him for what he’s done and promising that this won’t be the last time he fucks his daddy’s butt; not if he enjoyed it as much as I did. He returns my kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth and rubbing his dick against mine, and I know he feels the same.

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Rosco! Timmy’s grades have improved these last weeks! Your idea worked just fine! ¡Rosco! ¡Las calificaciones de Timi mejoraron mucho estas semanas! ¡Tu idea funcionó muy bien! Of course, darling. Old Dick is good friend of mine as well as a good teacher. Por supuesto, querida. El viejo Pito es tan buen amigo mío como maestro. And I knew your son would like good old Dick! Right, boy? ¡Y sabía que tu hijito la pasaría bien con el viejo Pito! ¿Verdad, chico?

I’m so proud, honey. Estoy tan orgullosa, cariño.

Oh… yes! Mr. Grimm was good to me! Este… ¡Sí! El Sr. García fue muy bueno conmigo!

Rosco played with my chin and I couldn’t say a thing, with his sweaty armpit intoxicating my senses. Rosco jugaba con mi mentón y no dije nada más, aturdido por el intenso olor de su sudorosa axila.

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But he knew, and I wanted more. Pero él sabía, y yo quería más. I have a final this Friday. Tengo examen el viernes.

OK… Ajá…

Wait. Why tell me? Go with Dick as usual. Espera. ¿Por qué me dices? Vé con Pito como siempre.

It’s a difficult one. I need extra help. You know… Es muy difícil. Necesito más ayuda. Ya sabes…

Well, it’s about time! Boy, this is gonna be fucking good! ¡Ya era hora! ¡Vaya, esto se va a poner bueno!

Quick! Suck my cock before your mother returns from the store! ¡Rápido! ¡Chupa mi pene antes que tu madre regrese de la tienda!

I mean it. Take me to Dick and I’ll do that and more. Es en serio. Llévame con Pito y haré eso y más.

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Later that night… Esa noche… Indeed it is! ¡Eso es! I was expecting you, guys! ¡Los esperaba, muchachos! Dick! ¡Pito!

I’ll say… Se nota…

Those horny men didn’t waste a minute. Like two dogs in heat, they caressed my body and pulled my pants off. I’d say they had planned this exactly the way it was happening. I could feel the raw odor of my stepfather, closer than ever, a manly mix of musk, sweat and cigar, as he pulled his fat cock out and rubbed it against my eager buttocks. Los calenturientos hombres no esperaron ni un segundo. Como perros en celo, me acariciaban al tiempo que me quitaban el pantalón en segundos. Tal parecía que hubiesen planeado todo, exactamente como estaba ocurriendo. Podía sentir el conocido olor de mi padrastro, más cerca que nunca, una masculina mezcla de almizcle, sudor y cigarro, mientras se sacaba el gordo pene y me lo sobaba en mis ansiosas nalgas.

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He made me bend over and we both sucked on Dick’s dick, sharing it as if was a vanilla shake. Me hizo inclinarme y ambos chupamos el pito de Pito, compartiéndolo como si fuese una malteada de vainilla.

But when I sucked them both, Rosco came instantaneously! Once I heard Mom complaining to a friend about him finishing too quickly… Pero cuando los chupé yo, ¡Rosco se vino de inmediato! Una vez oí a mamá quejándose con una amiga de que él terminaba demasiado pronto…

And now I knew exactly how she felt. Y ahora sabía lo que sentía.

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But Mom never mentioned that Rosco had enough energy and juice to keep fucking immediately! ¡Pero mamá no mencionó nunca que Rosco conservara energía para seguir cogiendo inmediatamente!

Y entonces noté que estaba pensando en voz alta…

And then I noticed I was thinking out loud…

It’s because your ass is way tighter than your Mom’s, boy!! ¡Es porque tu culo aprieta más que el de tu mamá, chico!!

But he’s YOUR bastard, Timmy! Me too! ¡Pero es TU malnacido, Timi! ¡Yo también!

You’re such a bastard, Rosco! Aww… YES! Sink it all! ¡Eres un malnacido, Rosco! ¡AYY… ASÍ! ¡Mételo todo! Oh, yes! I’m yours too!! ¡Sí, soy todo suyo!!

Mark those words, Dick! HE IS OURS! ¡Ya oíste, Pito! ¡ES NUESTRO!!

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And boy, they really used me as their fuck toy for several hours! ¡Y vaya que me cogieron como muñeco inflable durante horas!!

One after another, both men dug into my little ass, sweating frantically. Uno tras otro, ambos hurgaron en mi culito, sudando frenéticamente.

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Oh, Rosco…

While cumming up my ass for the fifth time, Rosco said that he always wanted to do that to me, and that he was sorry he had to make another man fuck me first in order to know if I’d do it. But after all, since it was his friend Dick who deflowered me, he was as happy as he can be now. Mientras se vaciaba en mi culo por quinta vez, Rosco me dijo al oído que siempre había querido hacerme eso, y que lamentaba haber hecho que otro hombre me cogiera primero para así saber si yo lo haría. Pero después de todo, siendo su amigo Pito quien me desfloró, estaba feliz.

Dick tried to fuck Rosco too, but he wouldn’t let him. Rosco said he would save it for me, for when I graduate from college. Pito intentó cogerse también a Rosco, pero éste no lo permitió. Rosco dijo que lo guardaría para mí, cuando me gradúe de la universidad.

Now THAT is motivation! I thanked them both, covering them with grateful boy juice. My grades would sky rocket like that powerful cum jet! ¡ESO es motivación! Les eché un chorro de leche como respuesta. ¡Mis calificaciones subirían tan alto como ese poderoso chorro de esperma!!

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