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What If I Told by Peter “What if I told Mr. Powers that you were screwing his daughter?” I threatened Mr. Vega. Mr. Powers was the man we both worked for. Mr. Vega began to sweat. “And what if I told him you were also fucking his wife?” I emphasized. “You wouldn’t do that, would you?” he replied in his thick foreign accent. He really appeared shaken. That was a first. For a butch guy, he sure looked unsteady. “I’ll make you a deal,” I began. He looked interested. For a young guy I sure was gutsy. Mr. Vega was old enough to be my father, yet he looked at me as if I were his father. I had a plan, and I was determined. “If you let me have at you, I won’t say a word.” “What?” he responded in deep disbelief. But I had him by the balls, you might say. “What if I told you I’d keep it all private if you’ll let me have some?” I didn’t want to get specific since I knew he thought of himself as “straight”. To me he was a perfect fantasy: undeniably handsome, manly, built, hairy, and obviously well hung – you could see it. I could see it every day we worked together as night watchmen. Of course I didn’t do anything but watch him. His pants fit so fucking tight I could tell where the knob was on his joint. And my brothers had basketballs at home that weren’t as round as his ass. And his chest! He had nipples that practically poked holes in his uniform they were so big and obvious. I was happy just to be a classic bubble butt boy. I was getting offers from all corners, but I wanted him. I had hustled away every girlie magazine I could find in my uncle’s old trunk; then I plastered our small locker room from one end to the other with the most explicit nude photos just to get him going. His eyes were wide, as all he could see were naked ladies from wall to wall. That had his thing standing at attention. In this hot and confined space, and with the threat I had over him, I was betting his cock would be seeing the back of my throat in no time. I couldn’t wait. I was salivating. As he stared at all the pictures, I moved in, tickling and groping the heavy pair of balls tucked up inside his uniform. I had turned the thermostat up in the room, even though it was already hot. He was sweating so much there were dark stains on his uniform and I could smell his body. He was a bruiser is all I can say. My stiff dick was rock hard and I was itching to take it out and 6 • What If I Told

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give it some much needed strokes. We were alone and undisturbed and had all night together. If only I could get him to give up a nice, hot, juicy load – or two. I bet his cum would taste tangy. Just as I hoped for, without a word, he put his strong hands behind my head and let me slide down on my knees right in front of his hot crotch. Oh, the smell of him – just like my Dad – and he’s real handsome, too. Mr. Vega was in a trance. His eyes were glued to the girlie pics while I eagerly lowered his zipper. He didn’t stop me. Oh, man! The sound of a zipper as it drops – one of the greatest sounds in the world. Then BOOM! His dick was so hot to pop, it forced his pants wide open while still trapped in his underwear. It poked them out so far, my eyes grew twice their size. Then I nuzzled the fabric and took a deep breath as my hands squeezed his firm, round ass. What a fucking fabulous feeling! I had to undo my zipper fast. His eyes dropped when my rod flew out. I may be young, but (thanks to Dad) I’m hung like you wouldn’t believe! If my ass doesn’t give a guy a boner, then my dick will, I guarantee you. I love to feel it in my hand. Well, now’s my chance, I thought. Mr. Vega was just about to have his cock examined by an eager cocksucker who knew how to coax the cum right out of it. I knew the two hot and hairy straight guys at the auto garage could attest to that, and they both had sons in my class whom I’ve sucked off, too! Fuck! How fucking big can a cock get?! His was HUGE! My eyes opened wide to take it all in. It was enormous! And I thought I was huge. I had to have it – NOW! I licked the underside right under the huge head and he shuddered. Mr. Vega shuddered, but he held my head steady. Then I licked it nice and long and slow. His cock bucked up toward the ceiling once, twice, three times and then continuously. Oh, he wanted it, and he wanted it bad. I gave my dick a few tugs, then started jerking fast. I could have cum any second. He was so hot. His cock was so tasty. I closed my mouth right over that tremendous mushroom head and sucked hard. My tongue started licking everywhere, all over the thing. I was wild. I took as much of Mr. Vega’s juicy joint down my throat as I could – one inch after another after another and still there was more. His had to be the tastiest and most enormous one I’d ever sucked, and I’d sucked some mighty plump ones, like Coach Stephens’. Now his was big and thick. And he always blew a huge load. What If I Told • 7

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Then to my surprise, Mr. Vega leaned over and grabbed my dick. He had my big dick in his fist and started jerking it while I had his monster meat deep down my throat. I felt for sure I was going to cream. Only I didn’t – I tore his shirt open from the bottom up. In a flash I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and grabbed the waistband of his tight, white underwear and yanked them down his thighs. Whoa! What a fucking hairy, manly crotch this stud had, with billiard size balls dropping plenty low! I fell back on my ass and he was plunging his cock down my throat till my nose was buried in his thick pubic hair. Man, my cum was about to fly, but he pulled my balls and twisted them tight. Ohh, that felt good. He plunged his stiff inches down my throat, driving me to the wall. I was on my back and thrashing as he thrust harder and faster, moaning like he was about to let loose. No wonder all the women love Mr. Vega. What a big, thick, pulsing rod he had on him. I immediately reached up and felt up his hairy chest. Oh, the feel of all that silky chest hair combing through my fingers. My body was as smooth as they come. He just slipped his hands up inside my uniform and pinched my nipples. They were boy’s nipples, but he toyed with them just them same – and I had thought of him as straight! His eyes were closed, and without thinking he landed his tasty balls right on my tongue. He let me lap them up and smell his crotch. And then I began licking lower and lower. Was that his funky, hairy ass hovering over me? Was that his pouting wrinkled asshole I was looking at – and tasting? He let me lick it. I licked it, all right, and lapped, and soon my tongue was way up inside and all around. My hands were spreading his cheeks and he was rubbing his whole firm, round, hairy ass all over my face. He couldn’t stop. This went on and on until he flipped my legs in the air and started eating my hole. Mr. Vega was eating my smooth sweaty ass! So what had happened to panting over all the girls’ pictures on the wall? His tongue was driving deep up my sweet ass. He bit my cheeks and chewed my hole and licked my balls and finally – he started sucking my cock. Sexy, hairy, sweaty, fuck-all-the-ladies, horny as hell, straight man had my smooth boy cock deep down his clutching throat and was sucking not just like he knew how, but like he wanted it! “Lick my stick!” I shouted at him. To shut me up, he turned tail and forced his manmeat deep down my throat again. I would have 8 • What If I Told

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cum easily, only it felt so good just to go on and on. I was so jazzed I couldn’t stop. I almost blew half a dozen times. So did he. “Wait!” he yelled. Mr. Vega sat me down on a swivel chair, wrestled some lube from his locker, looked into my eyes, and insisted, “I’m going to fuck you. I want to fuck you, you prick tease. I’m going to fuck your ass, and hard!” His accent alone was driving me wild. I spread my cheeks wide. His cock knob punched past my tight ring and drove deep inside me. My asshole squeezed and he howled. Inch after inch slowly penetrated, hotter than a dildo and throbbing like a loose fire hose! He plugged me on his pole, and then kissed me! This “straight” man kissed me. He had his hot tongue searching the corners of my mouth with his aching rod deep up my chute till his scratchy pubic hair was pressed against my sweaty butt. I only got hotter as he fisted my rod. All I could do was groan and buck. That only drove him deeper. My tunnel clutched his pulsing prick, milked it, massaged it, and drew the first thick hint of cum right out of him. He moaned like he was so into it you’d never ever imagine he was straight. I grabbed the thick hair on his chest, then pulled on his big, tempting nipples, leaning forward and sucking one in my mouth as I watched the sweat drip from his hairy underarms. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him some more till my lips hurt. We rocked and he humped me all over the place. “Next time, I want your rod up my ass!” “What?” “Oh, yeah, you’re going to fuck me. And I want to see you fuck Mr. Powers! I’ve fucked him, and you will, too. You should see me fuck him. You will. I’ll make it happen. Oh, fuck, I’m going to cum!” “Me, too!” I looked down as he squeezed my rod. I was going to shoot right between us. “I can feel it,” he continued. “I’m going to blow. It’s in my balls. It’s in my cock. Oh, fuck, I’m cummmmmming.” The moment I felt his scalding cream, I shot off in one huge spurt after another. All over his face, all over his chest – thick, smelly cum everywhere, and all up inside me. It was hot, it was thick, and it was his. I hugged him and my cum clung between us. As it turned out, Mr. Vega kept his word and set up the most amazing three-way with Mr. Powers. And we did everything I ever wanted to happen. What If I Told • 9

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Griff withdrew the fingers, and as the boy moaned he opened the jar and pulled out a large gob of lube. He smeared part into Payton’s asshole, and the rest onto his prick. Payton watched his every move. Griff wiped his hands on his own chest and quickly mounted the boy, the head of his cock hitting the target of his son’s hole. Griff pushed. His slick, bloated cockhead sank in immediately. Payton bit his lower lip, but made no sound. Griff felt the sphincter spasm around the neck of his cock and knew the boy was in pain. Slowly, the spasming stopped and the boy’s face relaxed. Griff pushed in further. Again the spasms. When they subsided, Griff quietly said, “Payton, look down at this sight.”

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him. He pressed his hips forward and our two dicks rubbed against each other. Frank wrapped his fingers around both our dicks and pressed them together. It felt so great! I was in a daze as he completely undressed us and led me to my bed. We sat down on the edge of the bed and Frank wrapped his arm around me. “Go ahead, and touch it. Feel it,” Frank said. I reached out my finger and felt his thick, bulbous 57cockhead. This was great! I just had to feel more of his thick, hot dick. Frank leaned over and kissed me. Then he pulled me back on the bed and before I

“Maybe we can go camping together, spend a weekend alone,” I suggested. “Would you like that?” “Oh, geez, that would be so cool,” Jimmy replied. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him onto his bed. I couldn’t resist holding him and kissing him and feeling him all over. At first we were just sitting on the bed and I asked him to touch me. He was real nervous at first, but once his finger touched my dick, he loosened up and soon his hands were all over me. I stretched out on the bed and pulled

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Ryan’s Sexual Adventures by Damien van Zandt Part 1: Ryan and his Dad

My mom died five years ago, and since then I’ve lived alone with my dad. My dad, Joe, is a big man, over six feet tall. When he had his shirt off I couldn’t help but look at his big, hairy chest and firm, rippled belly. He had broad shoulders and bulging biceps, his forearms were heavily corded and hairy, and the veins were prominent. He had a tattoo of an eagle on his right shoulder and over it was “U.S. Marines”. When he wore only his boxer shorts around the house, I could see that his legs were heavily muscled and also quite hairy. But what I really noticed was the very large bulge in his shorts. I’d seen my dad completely naked a few times, and I was always impressed by the size of his tool, even when it wasn’t hard. Dad wasn’t bashful and he knew that I looked at him when he was naked. Once, when I was downright staring at him, he caught me and said, “Do you like what you see, son?” I got real embarrassed and blushed. “Sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to stare.” “That’s OK, Ryan,” he said. “All boys are curious about their dad’s bodies. I was curious about my dad’s body when I was your age. Go ahead and look. I want both of us to be honest and truthful with each other.” He came over to me and stood naked in front of me. “Would you like to feel my body, son? You can if you want to.” I reached up and ran my hands all over his big chest and hard belly. He flexed his bicep and it took both of my hands to surround it. “Would you like to feel my cock, too? It’s OK, go ahead and take it in your hand.” I was surprised, but I wrapped my hand around my dad’s big, thick dick. It was heavy and it felt good in my hand. Without thinking, I started to stroke it and it started to get hard. I was hypnotized watching it grow in my hand. I looked up at my dad and he was smiling. “It feels good, doesn’t it, son? What you’re doing to it feels good, too, I can tell you that. Go on, keep stroking it.” I turned my attention back to my dad’s big dick; it was fully hard now. This was the first time I had seen my dad with a hardon, and it really excited me. I wrapped my other hand around his hairy, low 12 • Ryan’s Sexual Adventures

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hanging nuts and gently pulled on them. They were almost as big as walnuts. “Dad,” I asked, “do you think we could do things together … sex things, I mean?” “Do you want to have sex with me, son?” “Yeah, Dad, I do. A lot of times I have fantasies about having sex with you when I jack off.” Dad asked, “What do we do in your fantasies?” “Well, mostly I fantasize about sucking your dick and you sucking mine at the same time. Sometimes I fantasize about you playing with my ass, and you sticking your finger in my hole. I even fantasize about you fucking me. Is that wrong, Dad?” Dad laughed, “No, son, there’s nothing wrong about that at all. In fact, I have fantasies about you, too, when I’m beating off.” “Really, Dad? What do you fantasize about?” Dad smiled like he was remembering a really good dream. “I fantasize about your slim, hard body, and I’m feeling you all over. Then I lean over and suck your hard cock and you cream in my mouth. Sometimes I fantasize about us doing a sixty-nine and eating out each other’s hole.” We went into Dad’s bedroom and I sat on the bed. Listening to him tell me his fantasies really turned me on, and I leaned over and took my dad’s big dick in my mouth. I sucked his dick, then I pulled the foreskin back and licked around the big, mushroom-shaped head. Dad moaned and took my head in his big hands. “Oh, Ryan, that feels so good. Yeah, lick the head, just like that. Oh, yeah!” Then Dad pulled me off his dick and said, “Why don’t you take your clothes off, son? I want to see you, too.” Dad sat on the bed while I stood in front of him and stripped naked. Dad ran his hands all over my young body. His hands were big and calloused from the work he does, and they felt good on my body. He had me flex my bicep and he put his hand around it. “You’re getting there, son. I’ll bet that when you grow up you’ll be as big as me. Both in muscles and in cock size. You’re already hung pretty big for a boy your age.” He took hold of my dick. It had been hard ever since we started talking, and he stroked it. It felt so good I got weak in the knees and I had to put my hands on his big shoulders to steady myself. With his other hand, he grabbed my nuts and gently pulled on them. That just Ryan’s Sexual Adventures • 13

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heightened my excitement. Then he leaned over and took my dick in his mouth. I almost passed out, it felt so good. I, like my dad, was uncut, and he pulled my foreskin back and licked the head. Now my whole body was trembling. “Are you OK?” Dad asked. “You’re trembling.” “Yeah, Dad, I’m fine. It’s just that it felt so good I was getting excited. You gotta remember, Dad, this is a fantasy come true for me. I never really expected this to happen in real life.” He laughed, “Well, son, it’s a fantasy come true for me, too. I had hoped we could get together but I wasn’t going push you into something you might not want. But I’m glad, now that we did get together. Let’s lie down and relax for a while.” We lay down together. Dad took me in his strong arms and we kissed. They were long and passionate kisses, and I relished each and every one. While we were kissing, we were also feeling each other’s body. I liked to feel my dad’s body with all those hard, strong muscles. Dad turned around and we sixty-nined. The feeling was electric, and it felt like my whole body was charged. Then Dad went down to my nuts and sucked them. It felt really good, so I did the same for him. I could only get one of his big nuts in my mouth at a time. I didn’t mind, it just meant that it would take twice as long for me to work on them, and I was in no hurry. Then Dad pulled himself further back and started to lick my asshole. I was so surprised, I jumped a little. Damn, but that felt good. I had heard about rimming, but I never experienced it until now. I pushed Dad’s top leg up and went for his hole. I had enjoyed the smell of Dad’s hot crotch, but the musky mansmell was stronger here. It took my excitement up another notch. Gingerly, I touched the tip of my tongue to dad’s asshole. That wasn’t bad, I thought. Then I licked hard. The more I tasted it, the more I liked it. Soon I was eating out Dad’s hole like a starving man attacks a steak. When I felt his tongue go deep inside my hole, I did the same for him. When he sucked on my hole, I thought I would die of pleasure; so, I did it, too. When I sucked his hole I felt my tongue go up his ass even further. It was quite a trip. Then I pulled off of Dad’s asshole and asked, “Dad, would you fuck my ass? That’s another fantasy I want to come true.” 14 • Ryan’s Sexual Adventures

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Dad got up and took a jar of lube out of his night stand. He greased up his big dick and spread a little over my hole. Then he got between my legs and put his big dick head up against my puckering asshole. He gently pushed and the big head popped in. It happened so fast, and I was surprised that it didn’t hurt. I guess I wanted him to fuck me so bad that I was ready for him. Slowly Dad pushed the rest of his big tool up my young hole until his pubes were pressed hard against my smooth ass. “How does that feel, son?” he asked. “It feels real good, Dad. It didn’t hurt at all when you put it in.” Then Dad started to fuck my ass slow and steady. He was giving me time to get used to his big dick up my tight ass. Soon, he picked up speed and started to really plow my ass but good. All the time Dad was fucking me, my hands were feeling the hard muscles in his body working. It really turned me on to see and feel Dad’s big muscles bunching and rippling. “You like those big muscles, don’t you, son? I guess hard muscles turn you on, don’t they?” “Oh, yeah, Dad. I especially like your big muscles. I like to see them work. It’s better than the guys you see on TV who advertise exercise machines – all they do is just stand there.” Dad stopped fucking and leaned back so he could see his big dick in my asshole. He ran his hand around my hole so he could feel his dick in it. When he moved his hand away, I put my hand there and felt dad’s big, thick dick sliding in and out of my ass. That got me more excited and I smiled up at him. Then he got back on his hands and knees and started fucking me again. His big dick really filled my hole, and I was loving every inch of it. And Dad has a lot of inches to love, too! “Oh, son, your butt feels so good around my cock. I love the way it massages my cock when it’s up your pretty, young hole.” Dad was humping me real good now, and his breathing became labored. I could tell that he was about to cum, so I took hold of my dick and started to jack off along with him. “Oh, son, your butt feels so good! Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum, son! Ohhhhh, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Dad shot load after hot load up my ass, and just seconds later I shot my wad all over my chest and belly. “Oh, Dad, I’m cumming, too. I’m cumming, Dad! Ryan’s Sexual Adventures • 15

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When we were both spent, Dad leaned back, scooped up a wad of my boycum off of my belly and put it in his mouth. “Ever taste you own cum, son?” he asked me. “Yeah, Dad, it’s kind of salty. I like the taste of it, and sometimes I eat my own cum after I jack off.” We lay there for a while and kissed, and Dad held me in his strong arms. I was totally comfortable in my dad’s arms, but I was totally surprised by what happened the next day. To be continued ….

Human Sexuality 101 by Brogan Hill For years my father taught at the university three miles away from our house. He never mentioned what he taught. My mother seemed a little ashamed, and I was never sure why. But one day I happened to open the door to my father’s study in the basement, which was usually locked. There on rows of shelves were textbooks on human sexuality of every stripe. They were also stacked next to the computer on top of his cluttered desk. I had thought my father wasn’t home, but when I heard a click behind me, I froze. “Son?” “Sorry, Dad, the door was open, I ….” “It’s cool.” He walked in front of me and sat down at his desk. “Why don’t you sit there and we can talk?” I nodded and sat down. “You’ve probably wondered why I kept my study closed.” He glanced all around. “Now you know why. I teach human sexuality.” I looked at him. He was a short man, but he worked out a few times a week. His fingers were thick as hot dogs, and skeins of thick fur covered his forearms. His thick, curly beard that he kept trimmed with his electric shaver once a week, was fringed with tinges of white. Even though he was in his 50’s, he still had a full head of hair. “I know I should’ve been more forthcoming about the topic, but your mother felt that if the schools were doing a good job of sex ed, we didn’t need to talk about it as much. Do you feel that way, too?” I muttered, “Yes.” Truth was, I didn’t feel that way, but I was still trying to get used to the idea of Dad talking about sexuality in front of his students. 16 • Human Sexuality 101

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“Well, that’s great.” He seemed slightly disappointed. “If you have any questions about sex, just let me know. And Mom doesn’t need to know.” I nodded, got up, and headed for the door. “Son. One more thing.” I stopped and turned around to look at him. “What?” “I’ll leave my study open for you so if you’re curious, you’re welcome to nose around.” I gave a tight smile and left. I don’t know why, but I felt strange as I climbed the stairs to my bedroom. Something had happened, but what? I couldn’t figure it out. Later, when I knew for sure that my parents were indeed out of the house, I went downstairs to my father’s study. Sure enough, it wasn’t locked. I entered and turned on the light and stood in the middle of the room, glancing around slowly. There weren’t just books on human sexuality, but also on alternative sexualities. “Alternative”? This I had to see. I opened one textbook on the topic and caught sight of an old daguerreotype of two naked men kissing in the middle of the book. Their bodies weren’t anything to whistle about, but there was something about their passion for each other, frozen yet throbbing for each other. I turned hard instantly, and it was then I knew for sure that I was a homosexual. Would Dad have a problem with that? I wasn’t sure, but somehow I sensed that he wouldn’t mind as much as my mother would. I often went down to his study and explored all those textbooks on homosexuality. I also tried in vain to ferret out some pornography, but the textbooks held surprisingly little by way of graphic images. Still the idea of two men having sex made me whack off constantly. Dad and I never talked about sexuality again. I thought it was odd; I almost felt hurt, because he was the one who’d offered me the use of his study. During the summer between high school graduation and college, I had a conversation with the college student who occasionally mowed our lawn. It turned out that my father had quite a reputation for giving his first lecture in the nude. This I had to see. I went online and found the time and lecture hall, and hid behind a door before the students milled in. There was my father down there on stage, joking lightly Human Sexuality 101 • 17

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with some of the students sitting in the front row. Finally he checked his watch and waved for our attention. “Hello, everyone. I’m Dr. Knutsen, your professor for Human Sexuality 101. Because so many of us seem ashamed to talk honestly about sexuality, it seems that part of our problem stems from the fact that we are not comfortable looking at naked people.” The class tittered. “So therefore I am going to take my clothes off and talk about sexuality.” The class was mortified. You could’ve heard a pin drop. It was that electric. My cock turned a bit hard. I had always been curious to see what Dad looked like naked. He began with unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off. A startling spray of chest hair stood out above his tight white tank top, which stretched across his chest. He was a short man, but on stage he seemed larger than life as he spoke. “In this country, many people have been raised to treat the naked body as a sin, as if it’s something wrong, when in reality sexuality is just what it is. That is why we need to stop worrying about how others think of our bodies and worry more about how we can find pleasure in our bodies.” With that he pulled off his tank top and put it on a chair. I felt an intake of breath as I saw how his back hair shimmered in the spotlight. He turned to the audience. “Most of you are in your early twenties, and you might think that an older naked person might be disgusting to look at. Let me just say this: beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Some of you might find me attractive; some of you might not. I am not here to sleep with you. I am a happily married man, and I have no intention of disrupting my family life with extramarital affairs. However, my wife knows I am doing this.” He unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor. He wore loose-fitting white boxers that strained around his round ass when he picked up his trousers and placed them on top of the chair next to his stand. My cock hardened when I caught a hint of his dark pubic hair through the front of his boxers. “Each of us are all different in how we dress, how we behave, and how we think about sexuality. Note that I didn’t say the word ‘sex.’ I said ‘sexuality.’ There’s a reason for this.” He crossed his arms and surveyed his audience. “We shouldn’t be thinking of sex when we 18 • Human Sexuality 101

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talk about sexuality. We should think about how we interact with each other.” I nearly swooned when I saw how the space between his pectorals bundled up his chest fur and darkened behind his folded arms. “In a perfect world we wouldn’t need this course. We are loaded with mixed messages from society about sex, and a lot of it has to do with fear. We want sexuality to be black-and-white, for if it isn’t, we’d feel unable to survive. It is our human nature to label and put things away in boxes. Never mind the fact that some boxes fall apart.” He sat down on the chair, pulled off his socks, and stood up again. “We all like to believe that heterosexuality is the only one that matters. But the truth is, sexuality is a very gray area. There’s lesbianism, homosexuality, bisexuality, and so on.” I tried not to gasp when I remembered the wiry hairs on top of his toes. He was absolutely naked except for the white boxers that seemed to glow in the spotlight. I’d never recalled my father looking handsomer than at that moment. “Some of you may be in the closet about being gay, and I want to assure you that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being gay. Just don’t marry a woman because you feel like you have to hide. The same goes for all the closeted lesbians here. We need more truth in this world.” My father turned to the side, pulled down his boxers, and left them on the chair. He had the furriest ass I’d ever seen on anyone. The audience tried to hide their gasps. He turned to the audience and stretched out his arms as his cock, not even erect, swung slightly to the side atop his balls. I was completely mesmerized by his entire body. “You can look at me all you want, but I promise you that by the end of this class, you will stop noticing my nudity and talking about sexuality. Which is the way we should be behaving towards each other – not nakedly in the physical sense, but honestly in the way we interact with each other.” He was firmly in control as he fielded questions from his students. I just sat in the dark, trying so hard not to shoot in my underwear. Sometimes his cock would lengthen a little and sometimes it would shrink. No matter what he said, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. When he said, “Read the first two chapters of this textbook. Now go home, kids.” I slipped out quickly just as the lights went on. I wanted so much to see how he put his clothes back on, but I knew I had to get home Human Sexuality 101 • 19

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before he did. Luckily, I had my motor scooter and zipped through the quiet streets home. When I got home, I called out, “Mom? You home?” No answer. I went downstairs to my father’s study and turned on the lights. I stood there, inhaling the slightly dusty whiff of books and remembering my father standing naked and talking to his students as if it wasn’t a big deal to be naked. My erection was painfully hard inside my jeans, yet I knew I couldn’t just beat off. He would surely find overlooked spots of my cum, which would really freak me out, so I stood stroking myself slowly and leisurely. I closed my eyes and thought of the way the lights bounced off his body. “Ahem.” I turned with a start. He was standing in the doorway. “Dad, I ….” “It’s OK, son. I can leave if you want.” “No, I’ll go.” “Son, why are you so ashamed of the fact that you want to masturbate? It’s healthy to beat off.” I blushed. Dad closed the door and indicated that I should sit down. “Let’s talk frankly about jacking off.” “Dad, I ….” “You have a hardon. Nothing wrong with that.” I blushed even more. “Is there anything I can do to make you more relaxed?” “Dad, I saw you. You were naked on stage.” “Oh.” He chuckled. “So you sneaked in for a private show?” “It wasn’t even that. A friend told me I should … well, I was curious.” “Curiosity is healthy. I’m very happy to hear about that. So what did you think?” “Hot.” I bit my own lip. “I meant, I didn’t expect you to ….” “Shhh.” He stood up quietly and took off his clothes without another word. I almost came when he bent down with his ass a few feet away from my face as he pulled down his boxers. His hole was quite pink amidst the swirl of fur. When he turned to face me, he had the beginnings of an enormous erection starting to rise. “You can look all you want, son.” 20 • Human Sexuality 101

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Without thinking, I said, “Your hole.” “Good.” He turned around, bent over, and pulled apart his asscheeks. “Look at it.” I don’t know what came over me in that moment, but my tongue zeroed into that hole. I had never rimmed a man before, but I immediately loved the feel of fur against the moist puckered skin as I licked and tongue-fucked Dad furiously. “Oh, son! Oh, oh, son!” He finally pulled away. “What?” “Take off your clothes.” I hurriedly started taking off my clothes, but he stopped me. “Do it slowly. It’s sexier that way.” I tried to imagine myself on stage, taking my t-shirt off slowly and letting his eyes absorb my dime-sized nipples and the fold of fur between my pectorals. I knew I would never be as hairy as Dad, but his eyes twinkled with delight as he watched. He rubbed his hands all over his body, avoiding his leaking cock. I unzipped my jeans and out popped my bulge, tenting out in my jockstrap. I don’t know why, but I decided to rub my hands all over my chest while my jeans fell down to my sneakers. Then I kicked off my sneakers and stepped out of my jeans. “Turn around, son.” I turned around and bent over to show off my hole. The minute his tongue dove into my hole, I shot buckets into my jockstrap. “Oh, fuck, Dad!” I felt his pellets of cum spew all over my calves as he pounded his tongue deeper into my hole. He slowed down at last and turned me around with his hands on my hips. There, he began licking all over the cum-soaked skin of my jockstrap. His hands roamed all over my body, tweaking my tits. In no time at all, I was hard again. I looked down and saw that his wet-tipped cock was rising up again. He stood up and pressed his cock against mine as we stared wordlessly into each other’s eyes. We were both alike, yet we were not. “Son, I don’t want you to be afraid of me.” Tears rose up in his eyes. “I have loved you all my life. Always.” I nodded. Rubbing the fur on his chest was just electric. 22 • Human Sexuality 101

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As we leaned forward to kiss each other, I knew he could teach me so many more things about sex. And I would be his best student.

Hitch Cock by Lewis Corda Since Leo was flat broke and hadn’t been in the Navy long enough to qualify for a free rail pass to go to the north of England, he resigned himself to spending the coming Easter holiday virtually alone in the grim barracks he’d been posted to while everyone else fled homewards. That is, until he mentioned it to a messmate, Colin, as they queued at the canteen. Colin offered a solution. “Do what I do and hitch. I know a spot where the lorries pass going north and you’ll always get a lift if you’re there early enough. It means you gotta get up at five, though. I’ve done it loads of times. I’m going Thursday, so why not join me? I’ll be leaving you at Loughborough. Whadderyersay?” “I say yes, Colin. And thanks for the tip. I feel heaps better now.” Thursday came and just after seven-thirty, Leo arrived at the spot Colin had found so good for hitchhikers. The first couple of lorries ignored them, but the third screeched to a halt some distance ahead and they ran like hell to clamber aboard. They told the driver where they were going and he welcomed the two young sailors aboard. Luck was with them – the lorry was passing both their destinations, then going on to Yorkshire. Colin sat next to the driver, and Leo sat beside him at the left hand window. They thanked the driver profusely. He was, in the Naval parlance Leo was quickly soaking up, a good-looking bastard, with dark red hair, and he looked like he had a nice body. He wasn’t much older than they were. His short sleeves displayed two strong, freckled arms firmly in charge of the wheel. After they introduced themselves, the driver seemed to converse mostly with Colin. When the topic of conversation quickly got round to women and fucking them, Leo only half listened and contributed nothing. Hell, he thought, I’m a virgin and I only like guys. An hour later, the sun came out. Gary, the driver, offered them a swig each of tea from his flask. By the time they stopped at Loughborough, the morning was well underway and Leo jumped out to allow Colin to exit. He shook his friend’s hand and wished him well. As he climbed Hitch Cock • 23

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back in the lorry, he got a look from the driver that suggested he hadn’t noticed him till now. Bloody hell, Leo thought, he’s a dish all right. There was now plenty of room inside, and Leo spread himself out across the seat. Next to him, Gary’s sturdy thighs didn’t go unnoticed. Now watch your step, Leo thought. If this guy knew what you were thinking about, he’d probably throw you out in the middle of nowhere. He was saved when Gary asked him about the Navy, and they stuck to that topic. They’d gone a good way when Gary said, “You look tired to me. Want to rest awhile? Here, you can lie on this.” From a recess beside him, he produced a small, gold cushion and laid it against his left thigh. He patted it and said, “Here.” This was unexpected, but Leo was a little dozy after such an early start, so he said, “Right.” It was getting hot, and his jacket felt a bit on the tight side, so he took it off, curled up along the seat and put his head on Gary’s thigh. He drew the jacket well up over his shoulders and snuggled up high enough to look down into Gary’s crotch. Leo noticed as he got ready to lie down that Gary’s left pants pocket was gaping open a little, and he thought he’d seen a glimpse of bare flesh. After a goodly stare at Gary’s crotch (so near, so far) he closed his eyes and tried to forget it. The lull of the engine and Gary’s cushion were very agreeable, and for a time he dozed off completely. When he next opened his eyes, he got one of the most pleasant shocks of his life: Gary’s cock was out! Leo caught his breath and stared at it. Every few seconds it jumped a little. His throat was dry. A pleasing whiff of man-cock assailed his nostrils. Gary spoke nonchalantly, “Awake then? What do you think of it?” “A beauty, Gary. And I’ve seen lots in the showers.” “Kiss it, if you like. I don’t mind. I knew you’d go for it.” How did he know, Leo wondered. I don’t have Queer written on my forehead. But who cared? He lifted the shapely object and popped it in his mouth. It was Leo’s first ever cock, but didn’t feel like it. It felt at home, and tasted lovely. It grew much stiffer as Leo gently gouged the piss slit. Gary inhaled loudly and said, “Fuck, that’s good Leo!” Leo got a lip hold on Gary’s stiff cock and moved his hand into the open pocket he’d seen earlier. He was intrigued to find that Gary 24 • Hitch Cock

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wasn’t wearing underwear, and before he knew it, his fingers were enmeshed in the truck driver’s deep bush, which he found almost as exciting as the cock itself. He ruffled the hair languidly and caressed Gary’s balls. Above his pubes, Gary’s belly was smooth, as were the thighs. Gary pulled Leo’s jacket completely over the boy’s head in case other lorries passed too close and looked in. “You’re good,” he said as they sped along. “In a while, we’ll stop at this truck stop I know and get something to eat. Then we can climb in the back and fuck. There’s a big parking area and nobody will know. I guess you’d like a fuck, eh?” Leo was concerned. He’d never been fucked before, and was afraid it would hurt. As casually as possible, he let go of the warm tulip head of Gary’s cock and studied it. “Er … Gary. It’ll be the first, honest. I don’t know ….” Gary stretched out his left hand, put a fingertip in Leo’s arsehole and gurgled, “Not been broken in yet, eh? I’ll see to that. A virgin … lovely.” “All right, but go easy on me, eh? Have you got anything to help?” “You bet, I’m never without. Just in case, you know?” “Just in case a virgin might come along?” “And one has. I’ll give you my best fuck. You’ll love it.” “I hope you’re right.” Leo went on sucking cock, holding it from inside Gary’s pants now. Soon the lorry turned left and the wheels crunched over gravel until they came to a stop. Leo let go of the engorged prick, allowing Gary to stuff it into his trousers and zip up. “Order whatever you like, kid,” Gary said as they climbed out into a vast, half-empty car park. “It’ll build your strength up.” “It’s yours I worry about. That’s quite a weapon.” “And you have an arse just made for it.” In the cafeteria, Leo grabbed a table and Gary ordered. They both enjoyed the simple food, and Gary smoked a cigarette afterwards. As he stubbed it out, he said, “Let’s piss and then go at it.” As they’d chatted Leo had come to the decision that if he was going to be fucked, and that seemed inevitable, then Gary was the sort he’d like to give the first whack to. The thought made his cock twitch as they walked to the Gents’, and there he let Gary see it as he pissed. Hitch Cock • 25

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As he let go of the last drops, Gary surprised him by crouching down and catching them in his mouth. “A sip of dick water, hot from the pipe. Mmm, nice, Leo. Now and then I like to suck a lad’s wet cock. Maybe I can blow you after I’ve shot my load. A fair swap, eh?” Leo nodded. “I’d love to spunk in your mouth and let you swallow it.” Gary patted his bum. “I’ll do that, all right. Ready?” They both scanned the car park carefully before Gary opened the rear of the lorry and they climbed in. A great many boxes were piled inside, some forming a convenient ledge not too close to the door. Gary switched on a light attached to the lorry’s inside. “There,” he said, “now we can have fun. When I was in the Boy Scouts, we had to be prepared. I keep my Vaseline back here, too. Strip off, mate. Let it all swing.” They stripped together, and Leo saw in the dim light that Gary had the smooth body he’d imagined. It made his cock stiffer than it had ever been. Gary’s own cock was standing vertical, too, and Leo blurted, “You’re a beautiful sight, Gary. Look at that fucking cock!” “Bend down and you can nibble it while I get you ready. I want every inch I’ve got up that arsehole. First I’ll lick it to get you mad to give it me.” Leo knelt on the ledge as Gary forced a warm tongue into him. He managed to catch Gary’s creamy cock in his mouth and they both hummed to themselves as they worked on each other. “This arse cries out to be fucked,” Gary said softly, “Open your legs wide, and I’ll grease you up.” With two Vaseline-coated fingers inside him, Leo began to giggle. “What’s amusin’ you?” Gary asked. Leo tapped a carton beside him. “It says ‘Uncle’s Mint Balls’ on this one.” Gary chuckled. “You’ll be getting Uncle Gary’s soon.” The box they were lying on was wide enough for Leo to get his legs apart and lie flat as Gary pushed his throbbing meat slowly into his interior. Leo cried out a little as it went in, but the thought of Gary giving him his first fuck outweighed the inevitable pain. When at last he felt that ample bush nudging his arse, he sighed and so did Gary. 26 • Hitch Cock

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“Let me enjoy the feel of it in there before I ram those soft cheeks, Leo. It feels good; I knew it would. I’ll give you all the cream I’ve got for letting me fuck you.” Gary got his hands under Leo’s shoulders, and his thighs began the piston movements that shoved his cock to its limit, banging against the boys prostate. It wasn’t long before he shot his load up inside Leo’s tight, slippery tunnel. “Don’t take it out yet, Gary.” Leo said as Gary collapsed on top of his smooth, soft ass. “It’s still throbbing, I can feel it. What a shag!” Gary kissed his ear. “You’re telling me. Nothing like it. I’ll leave it in till it gives up the ghost.” When it did, he kissed Leo fully, a deep demanding kiss that Leo responded to eagerly. “Let me search my little case again,” Gary laughed. “I’ve got everything in there.” He soon produced a soft cloth and cleaned Leo up. After getting his arsehole dry, Gary, seeing it so open, gave in to temptation again and eased his circling tongue into it. “I wanted to do that soon as I saw it,” he said after burrowing deep and kissing it all over. “Sit up now and I’ll swallow that cream you’ve been holding in for me.” Even with no prior experience at being sucked off, Leo knew that he was getting some expert service. The tingle in his arse matched that in his cock as Gary’s lips sucked it from stem to stern. It was as great as the fuck had been, and when Gary swallowed the last of his cum, Leo wrapped his legs around him and kissed him with a hungry ferocity. Gary’s cummy lips were even sweeter to him now. They embraced silently for some time before starting to dress. As they did, Leo sank his lips into Gary’s bush for the last time, and Gary held him there brushing his face with his thick thatch of pubes. “I’ll never forget meeting you, Gary. Maybe we won’t ever see each other again, but I’ll treasure today.” “Thanks, mate. I feel the same. Got everything? I’ll put the light out now.” They took a last hug before Gary rolled up the rear door and they climbed out into sunshine. Back in the cab again, Gary said “No one can accuse you of being a virgin any more,” and laughed. “True. I’m glad your cock was first. The way you fucked me was a treat.” Gary started the engine. “It’s all part of the service. Let’s go.” Hitch Cock • 27

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Doublewide by Rick Horsmann All in all, I had it pretty damned good growing up. My dad, my brother Paul, and I lived in a double-wide trailer on a private, wooded lot. My dad had upgraded from a singlewide when his business took off, and we now had three large bedrooms instead of two cramped “closets” to sleep in. That didn’t mean that we each had a room to ourselves, however. One bedroom served as Dad’s office. The second served as combination computer room for us boys, as well as a guest room. That left the largest bedroom for the three of us to sleep in. That’s right – all three of us in one bedroom, in one bed. When we’d lived in the old trailer, Paul and I had shared a bed. Being normal, horny young guys, we’d fucked around a lot. Once our daddy discovered how much fun we were having, he decided that he wanted in on it, and when we moved, we all agreed to share the same bed. That meant that I was getting my rocks off with my dad, my brother, or more likely, with both at once, at least daily if not more frequently. My only gripe was that I never got to fuck either of them, though they fucked my ass plenty. Partly, it was because I was the youngest. It seemed only natural that my dad would fuck Paul or me, and that Paul would pound my butt hole. But it was also partly due to cock size. My dad’s dick was nice and average: about seven inches hard and proportionately thick, with a slight upward curve that felt great moving back and forth in my ass. Paul, however, had a couple of inches on Dad. His cock was more slender, with a big head. Taking it could be a little painful at first, but once I relaxed and got loosened up, it felt just fine. Perversely, my cock was another inch and a half longer than Paul’s and almost soda can thick. Both Dad and Paul maintained that there was no way that they could deal with my monster cock. Teasingly, they referred to it my “double-wide dick”. Paul suggested that I get a watermelon, let it warm up in the sun and cut a hole in it. “I’ve heard it feels just like pussy,” he explained. But I didn’t want to fuck pussy or a watermelon. I wanted to fuck another man’s ass, so I declined. As a result, I’d never fucked anything except my own fist or my dad’s and brother’s mouth. That all changed the day I met Robbie. It was a Friday evening, and Dad had handed me the car keys and some bills, instructing me to 28 • Doublewide

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pick up some beer and pizza at the local grocery. Mr. Ferguson, the owner, would sell me beer in exchange for a little back room action. I’d just come out of the back room with my beer and the taste of Mr. Ferguson’s uncut cock still in my mouth, when I spotted a kid my age struggling to reach the top shelf in the frozen pizza cooler. He was five or six inches shorter than I was, but his build was amazing: muscular arms and shoulders, a narrow waist and the most beautiful ass I’d ever seen. The boy’s butt was shrink-wrapped in tight, worn cut-offs, emphasizing the round, hard curve of his ass muscles. I watched, aware of my hardening cock, as his ass muscles clenched in his struggle to reach the top shelf of the cooler. Wasting no time, I offered to help. “I think I can reach those for you,” I said and put one hand on his shoulder, pressing my bulging crotch against his hot rear as I reached up and retrieved two pizzas. The kid turned in surprise, blushing like crazy, as he took the pizzas from my hand. “Thanks,” he smiled, shyly. “I think I need a couple more of these.” Instead of standing aside, he maintained his position in front of the shelves, forcing me to repeat the process. This time, I could feel him press back against me, making my cock begin to drool inside my jeans. As I handed him the additional boxes I looked at the label: “Meat Lovers”! “I need a couple of these, myself.” I leaned against him a third time, reaching over his broad shoulders. I could feel him actively flex his rock-hard ass muscles as he rubbed his butt against my overheated crotch. I looked up and down the aisle to make sure we were unobserved, and finding us alone, I moved my hand from his shoulder to his groin. As I expected, his was as excited as mine was. The denim of his cut-offs was bulging with stiff cock meat. Reluctantly, I pulled back and placed the last pizzas in my cart alongside the warming beer. The kid looked down at my bulge and his eyes lit up. “Is that really all you, or are you shoplifting a Polish sausage?” he joked. Now it was my turn to blush. “Yeah, it’s all me. How’d you like to get up close and personal with it some time?” “I’d love that!” he replied. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I didn’t want to give him a chance to change his mind. “How about tonight?” I asked. Doublewide • 29

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“Wish I could,” he responded, “but I’ve gotta get this stuff back home to my mom, and it’s a long walk.” “I’ve got a car,” I persisted. “I could drive you, then you could come over my house. My brother and my dad are home, but they’re cool. We could fuck there and they won’t bother us.” He considered my offer and nodded. “Sure. Let’s check out and hit the road! Mom’ll be pleased that I’ve made a new friend! My name’s Robbie, by the way.” “I’m Luke,” I responded. “Yeah, Luke, let’s get going!” Robbie checked out first, and I followed. I grabbed my bags and headed outside where Robbie stood waiting, his biceps bulging as he hefted his groceries. We made our way to my car, and once we’d ditched the bags in the back and settled in, Robbie put his hand on my crotch bulge, groping me enthusiastically and making my cock throb and ooze precum. “Man, I can’t wait for this baby to fill my butt! It’s been weeks since I had a good fuck!” I was a little surprised at his ease with the idea of taking my meat up his ass. “Where’d you learn to fuck, anyway?” I asked. “I was on the gymnastics team at my previous school. As part of our initiation, each new member had to get fucked by the coach at least once. If we liked it, we could come back for more. Coach thought that it made for better discipline, and we were state champions five years in a row!” I reached over and gave his crotch a firm squeeze. Robbie’s cock was just as hard as it had been in the store. “Let me guess,” I smiled. “Coach had a huge whanger and you went back for it more than a few times.” “Several times a week,” he nodded, “for two years! When we moved here I had to go cold turkey! But I think the drought is over!” We arrived at Robbie’s house just as he’d finished explaining his addiction to cock. We could see a woman in the kitchen window, her head down, working at something. “That’s my mom,” my new buddy explained. “I don’t think you’re in any condition to meet her up close.” Robbie patted the long, hot bulge in my jeans and I looked down. He was right: it was pretty obvious that I was hard, and in Robbie’s presence, my erection wasn’t likely to go away. “You stay here while I take in the groceries. If my mom looks out the window, just smile and wave.” 30 • Doublewide

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Robbie grabbed his packages and entered his home. I could see his mother look up as he brought the groceries into the kitchen. They appeared to be having some sort of discussion. Sure enough, his mom turned and peered out the window at me as I sat in the car. I gave her my most boyish, neighborly smile and wave as Robbie gave me the thumbs-up sign from behind her back. A few minutes later, the little cockhound was back out the door with a small duffle, which he tossed in the back seat as he plopped down beside me. “She wants me to call with your phone number as soon as we get to your house. And she made me promise to bring clean pajamas,” he grinned. “We’ll have to remember to mess them up.” I started the car and we hit the road, heading for my dad’s trailer. Robbie pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his taut, sculpted pecs and large, dark pink nipples. Unable to restrain myself, I reached over and pinched the nearest one, making the boy squirm in his seat and moan in obvious pleasure. “Man, Luke, you do that to me and you’ll have no trouble getting into my ass! I love that!” Robbie reached over and squeezed my double-wide erection even harder. It was all I could do to obey the speed limit, and the trip home seemed endless, although it was only a couple of miles. I took the opportunity to explain my family to my new buddy. He took the news of our little three-way orgies calmly. “Fuck, I wish I had a dad like that. My dad only comes around once or twice a year, and we never do more than hug. You’re one lucky kid!” Lucky or not, I didn’t want to share my new friend with Dad and Paul right away. I wanted to feel my cock slide into Robbie’s hot, tight ass before my family had a chance to loosen it up. I hatched a plan, but I kept it to myself. When we arrived at the trailer, Robbie was genuinely impressed. “Wow, like a cabin in the woods!” he smiled. We got out of the car and took our respective packages inside. As I’d expected, Dad and Paul were slouched naked on the sofa, sucking on their first beers of the evening and watching a porn tape, their hands on each other’s stiff cock. Robbie appeared unfazed as I introduced him to my father and brother. Dad released his hold on Paul’s stiff meat to shake Robbie’s hand. Paul kept his left hand wrapped around Dad’s stiff pecker as Doublewide • 31

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he extended his right. I could see each man sizing up the kid’s solid build and handsome face, and I knew that I had to act fast. “I’m gonna put the beer and pizza in the fridge and show Robbie around. He’s gotta call his mom with our number, too.” I pushed the boy gently out of the living room and into the kitchen, pointing to the phone. As Robbie dialed, I put away the weekend’s provisions. By the time he’d spoken with his mom and hung up, I had my arms wrapped around his tight belly and my crotch pressed against his rock hard ass. Robbie clenched his glutes against the bulge in my crotch as I nibbled his neck. “Let’s go out back,” I suggested. “We can get into the Jacuzzi and get this show on the road. Let me just grab some lube on the way.” Robbie turned in my arms and pressed his mouth hotly to mine, shoving his tongue down my throat as he ground his crotch against my stiff meat. “No need for lube, stud,” he murmured, breaking the kiss. “I pre-lubed at home while I was packing my stuff. Let’s get naked and fuck!” I grinned at his enthusiasm and led him down the hall and out the rear door onto the deck. The Jacuzzi was bubbling mildly and the deck was wet. Dad and Paul must have been in it before hitting the couch to watch porn. Robbie slipped out of his sneakers and shorts, and I shed my clothes at the same time. Standing naked, the kid was even more beautiful than I’d imagined. Like his butt, his abs were hard as rock and led down to merge with his thick, golden bush of hair in one of those muscular V shapes you see in the workout mags. His erect cock was short and thick and uncut, and the broad head protruded from beneath his silky foreskin. All this was set off by a pair of surprisingly large, low-hanging balls that put mine to shame. I could easily see why his gymnastics coach had used him so frequently. Robbie slipped into the Jacuzzi, and I followed quickly. I grasped him by his waist and pulled him against me. His cock rubbed against mine in the warm water, although his chest was more at the level of my upper abs. Robbie raised his head to mine and we kissed again, deeply and passionately, our cocks wrestling beneath the bubbling water. I was close to cumming right there, and not wanting to chance it, I pulled away from his hot, wet body and turned him to face the edge of the pool. Robbie grabbed the edge of the tub for support, looked back, and nodded as I pulled his round, hard glutes apart to expose his glistening 32 • Doublewide

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pink pucker. “Oh, yeah, Luke. Fuck me just like Coach! Fill my cunt with your huge cock! But go slow! That’s the biggest piece of meat I’ve ever taken.” I pressed the head of my dick against Robbie’s ass ring, and it gave easily, letting about a third of my cock into his hot hole. The feeling of his lubed, warm pussy caressing my dick was incredible – even better than I’d imagined. I had to exert all my willpower not to blow my cum load right then. Robbie began to push his ass against me, taking another few inches of my cock before stopping. “Oh, shit,” he moaned. “I don’t know if I can take any more of you. You’re just too fucking big!” I glanced down to see that only a couple inches of my shaft were still visible. I wasn’t going to give up now, and remembering our foreplay in the car, I reached under Robbie’s body to grasp his nipples, twisting and pulling on the big, fleshy nubs. Robbie groaned as his nips hardened in my fingers. Reacting just as I’d hoped, the boy began to fuck himself on my dick, pulling the rest of my meat into his hungry butt hole and working his ass back and forth as he eased my cock’s bulk past his sphincter. I began to thrust against him, pounding his wet butt muscles with my crotch, churning the water into waves that slapped at the rim of the Jacuzzi and slopped out onto the deck. I heard the phone ring in the background and my dad’s voice answer it. But I was too caught up in our hot fuck to pay any attention to the conversation. I continued to pound Robbie’s hot hole with my meat as he pushed back to meet my every thrust. A minute or so later I heard two pairs of feet slapping the tile of the hallway, followed by my dad’s voice. “Here they are! I told you they’d be at it by now.” I looked up to see him standing over us, his hardon at full mast. Paul stood just behind him, his larger cock in the same condition. “That was Robbie’s mom, making sure he was OK. I told her he was fine, but I may have understated the situation!” Dad stepped into the Jacuzzi, standing behind me, his stiff cock pressed against my asscrack, while my brother sat on the rim of the tank, his thighs on either side of Robbie’s broad shoulders. Robbie grabbed Paul’s cock by the base and began to lick and suck at my brother’s drooling knob. Dad stroked my back for a while, watching as the three of us got it on. His hand slid down to finger my asscrack, and I knew what was coming next. Dad leaned forward to watch my cock as it slid in and out of Robbie’s hole. Doublewide • 33

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By now the kid was loose enough to allow me to pull almost completely out, leaving only my head inside his gut, then drive back in, sliding all my meat into his ass in one thrust. “Fuck, Luke, that’s hot! I can’t believe this little pig can take you like that. Look at him, chowing down on Paul’s meat while you fuck the hell out of his ass!” I’d had my eyes focused on Robbie’s butt as I pistoned in and out of it, but now, looking up, I realized that he was taking all of Luke’s cock down his throat as easily as he was accommodating my stiff rod. Dad continued to talk soft and low to me in the voice he always used when readying me to take his cock: “I’ve gotta fuck you right now, son! You’re gonna love it! Getting fucked while fucking another stud feels great. You ready for me?” I nodded and pushed back against my father’s prying fingers, signaling my willingness to take his meat. My father pulled his fingers from my hole and licked them, enjoying my taste and slicking them up with spit at the same time. Dad used his slimy hand to coat his dick with his own precum and spit before positioning it against my pucker. He pushed forward, sliding his cock into my hole, at the same time forcing all my meat as far as possible into Robbie’s cunt. I reached under Robbie’s belly with one hand, continuing to pinch his nipples with my other hand. As my dad screwed my ass, slow and deep, I did the same to Robbie’s hole, matching his pace and sliding my fist up and down his erect cock at the same time. Paul pulled his cock from Robbie’s mouth and began jerking it, preparing to shoot his load. Robbie turned his face upwards, his mouth open to receive my brother’s cum. Paul’s cum began to geyser from his dick, spraying Robbie’s face with hot, white fluid. I felt my own juices surging inside me, and in less than a minute, my sperm flooded Robbie’s hole. The boy’s cock throbbed in my hand and white, shiny strands of boyspunk began to appear on the surface of the bubbling water as he dumped his load. Dad, realizing that the three of us had cum, pounded my ass mercilessly with his hips, driving his dick into my ass until, arching his back and grinding his jaw, he gave me his cream. Once he’d recovered from shooting his generous load, my dad pulled his cock from my ass, slowly and gently, as if to make up for the pounding he’d just administered. I pulled out of Robbie’s cum-filled hole at the same time. The feel of the bubbling water against the skin of my sensitive cock was almost unbearable, but the lapping of the 34 • Doublewide

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same water against my now-empty asshole was strangely comforting. Dad moved to my side to wrap his arms around me and Paul, encircling Robbie at the same time. “That was great, boys! I am so fucking lucky to have such sexy sons … and their new, hot little buddy,” he said, smiling at Robbie. “You boys relax while I put those pizzas in the oven and grab us some beers.” Dad climbed out of the Jacuzzi, giving us all a show of his beefy ass and his heavy cock and balls in the process. Robbie and I lifted ourselves to the rim of the tub to sit beside Paul. My brother and Robbie began to chat, groping each as I lazily stroked my new buddy’s strong shoulders and back. Dad appeared at the rear doorway with four beers. My father handed around the cold cans and seated himself next to me, his thigh pressed against mine and his arm draped over my shoulder. “You know, Luke, I’ve been thinking. If your little buddy can handle your meat, there’s no reason that I can’t, either. After dinner let’s see if I can ride that thing. If you can still get it up, I mean.” I could feel my cock begin to harden as I imagined sliding it into my father’s hole. I felt like I’d been through some sort of initiation and was now considered a real man – man enough to fuck my own dad.

Mr. Barati’s Bike by Toby Johnson Mr. Barati had only lived next door for a couple of months. I didn’t really know him very well at all. I’d seen him coming and going, and we’d exchanged hellos, but that was about it. Then one day, I saw him come home on a brand new motorcycle. Motorcycles were one of my main weaknesses. I’d never actually been on one before, but I was crazy about them, and Mr. Barati had a beauty! I spent the next few days looking out the window at the motorcycle parked in the driveway next door. Sometimes I’d see Mr. Barati come out of his house with the ever-present cigar clamped between his teeth and carrying his black and red helmet. He’d get on his motorcycle, start it up with a kick from his big, thick, muscular leg and roar off down the street. Whenever I’d see him do that, I always got a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach. About a month after Mr. Barati had brought his motorcycle home, I was walking back from the library. As I passed his house, I noticed Mr. Barati’s Bike • 35

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his bike parked in the driveway. I stopped in my tracks and stared at it. No one was around, and I figured it wouldn’t hurt anything if I went over and got a close-up look at it. I walked up to it and ran my hand along the seat. It felt smooth and warm in the sunlight. I couldn’t resist. I bent down and sniffed the seat, trying to pick up Mr. Barati’s scent. There was a vague aroma of sweat mixed in with the smell of the leather seat. I touched the shiny gas tank and finally placed my hand on one of the handlebars. I squeezed the grip and imagined what it would be like to be zipping down the road with the wind in my face. 36 • Mr. Barati’s Bike

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I gave the seat another sniff. I really wanted to sit on the bike; to straddle the seat and put my butt where Mr. Barati sat as he drove it. I looked around again. There didn’t seem to be anyone anywhere near me. The key wasn’t in the ignition, so I figured even if someone did see me sitting on the bike, they couldn’t accuse me of trying to steal it. As I lifted my leg and threw it over the seat, I heard a loud rip. I suddenly felt the cool air against my warm, moist asscrack. I had ripped the seat of my pants open. I was glad nobody was around to see it. As I settled down on the seat, I felt the hot leather against my hole. It burnt, but it also felt strangely good. I wiggled my ass on the seat a little more before I leaned forward and took hold of the handlebars. The warmth of the seat pressed up against my cock and my nuts. I could feel my rod starting to harden. As I sat on the bike pretending to ride it, I got a faint whiff of cigar smoke. At first, I didn’t think anything of it, but then I noticed it getting stronger. I immediately knew where it was coming from. I slowly looked back over my shoulder. There behind me was Mr. Barati. Apparently, I hadn’t heard him when he came out of the house. He had a scowl on his face, and I figured I was really going to get it for being on his motorcycle. But suddenly his scowl turned into a smile. “You like my new bike?” he asked. “Uh … yeah,” I responded. “It’s really cool. I’ve been noticing it from next door ever since you brought it home.” By this time he was standing right next to me. I started to get up off his bike, but he pressed his hand down against the small of my back. “You don’t have to get up. It’s OK. Matter of fact, you look good on it.” “Really?” “Sure. But if I were you, I’d change my pants before I went on a real ride.” He moved his hand down to my butt and wiggled a finger into the tear I’d just put in the seat of my shorts. I had forgotten all about it! “Oh … uh … yeah. I guess I tore them gettin’ on the bike. I guess my ass is kinda hangin’ out, huh?” “It sure is,” he agreed without taking his hand off of my butt. “But don’t worry about it. I don’t think anyone else is around to see it but me. And I’ve seen plenty of butts before.” Not only had he not taken Mr. Barati’s Bike • 37

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say this is one of the nicest ones I’ve ever come across. Hard, round, young. Nice, deep crack.” With that he ran his finger down between my asscheeks and grazed my butt hole. My cock gave a jump that didn’t go unnoticed by Mr. Barati. “Looks like you know what this ass of yours is for.” He pressed his finger harder and the tip of it went inside me. I shuddered a little and my cock jumped again. “You ever had that hole of yours worked on by a real man?” he asked. My mouth was too dry to speak, so I just shook my head. While his finger toyed with my asshole, his other hand found its way to my crotch. He pressed against my hardening package and said, “Nice,” before unbuttoning my fly and pulling out my hard, leaking meat. The next thing I knew, he had opened his own pants and pulled his cock out, too. It was enormous! The biggest I’d ever seen on a white guy. Tentatively, I reached down to touch it. Even hard, the head was still half covered by his foreskin. I thought I leaked a lot of precum, but my output was nothing compared to Mr. Barati’s. His cock drooled a thick, almost opaque stream of goo. I gathered some up in my hand, then massaged it into his thick shaft. “Shit, that’s good, kid!” he grunted. “But I see something I’d like even more!” He bent me back over the bike’s seat and the next thing I knew, he was working his tongue into the split seat of my shorts and up into my butt hole. His hard, throbbing fuckrod kept bumping against my leg as he tongued my hole. I had never felt anything like it before. It made my cock ache for some release. I started rubbing it against the seat of Mr. Barati’s motorcycle, but I only got a couple of strokes in before he wrapped his arm around my ass and pulled me up off the seat. “You’re gonna get off, kid; don’t worry. I’m gonna get off, too. But not out here. I think we better move this party inside in case anyone happens to come along – like your parents for instance.” Shit! He was right. Everything he had been doing to me felt so good I had completely forgotten how exposed we were. We were right in the driveway in front of his house! Still holding my butt up in his big, strong arms, he gave it a swat with one of his ham-like hands and said, “C’mon, kid. Let’s go inside. Then we can get completely naked and really get down to business.” True to his word, the minute the front door closed behind us, he Mr. Barati’s Bike • 39

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started stripping. I was surprised when I saw that there were two big sliver rings that went through his nipples. I think I even said, “Wow!” “Go ahead,” he replied. “Give them fuckers a tug. Feels real good.” His fat, uncut cock gave a jump every time I tugged one of his pierced nipples. He definitely liked it. I was having a great time, but there was one thing I really wanted to do. “You know when we were outside just now?” I said. “Yeah.” “You know how you put your tongue on my butt hole? Well, I really wanna do that to you, too,” I told him. He laughed and said, “Kid, you’re dirtier than I thought. I think you’re gonna make a great neighbor!” He had me lie down on the floor, and then slowly lowered his ass down close to my face. As it got nearer and nearer, I could see the hot pink hole winking from a nest of dark hair. I thought I’d shoot off just from the sight of it. When he was finally hovering just above my face, I stuck my tongue out and grazed his hole with the tip of it. He moaned, and so did I. I brought my face up to his crack and really started eating his ass. While I worked on him, he wiggled his big butt back and forth across my face. Eventually, he slipped back far enough that I could stuff his balls in my mouth and suck the shaft of his cock. His moans got more and more intense. He leaned all the way forward and took my cock in one hand while he worked a finger up my butt. I went crazy trying to capture the dripping head of his cock in my mouth while he jerked me off. I finally caught it just moments before he spewed a huge load. He pumped what seemed like a gallon of spunk down my throat as I shot volley after volley of steamy cum all over his face. It was the best orgasm I’d ever had. He disappeared for a few minutes, then came back into the room, mopping my cum off his face with a towel. He plopped down on the floor next to me and began to wipe the goo off the tip of my cock. “I’m glad to finally get to know my new neighbor,” he said. “That was fuckin’ great, kid. I think you’ve earned yourself a ride on the bike. And if you keep up the good work, I’ll even teach you how to drive it.” Mr. Barati’s Bike • 41

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Mmmm, Delicious Thanks Dad.

It’s a father’s duty to provide his growing boy a daily protein drink. ...and I’m doin’ my best, son.

Now, you just lie back and let daddy take care of your penis and ass. Oh, yeah! This boy is definitely in need of a serious working over. ...Especially my butt!

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I can never get enough of my boy’s smooth young body. His juicy penis and sweet tender ass--plus his willingness to fuck all day and all night, makes him my perfect fuck buddy.

As

well as being father and son, justin and I are also best buddies.

But the best part of our relationship is the fact that we are secret lovers!

Nothing

compares to the thrill and excitement that I feel when having sex with My own flesh and blood --especially hot wild sex!

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One by one I pushed the Beads into Justin’s ass.

All five disappeared into his hungry hole.

Oooh, my ass feels so full!

I tugged at the string and the beads popped out slowly, one after the other. Justin squirmed with pleasure...

Man, that is so intense!

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Next

came Justin’s favorite dildo.

He loves it because it is similar in length and girth to his daddy’s dick.

When

it comes to ass-play, Justin sometimes likes it pretty rough.

I’m

finding myself enjoying these rough sessions more and more...

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My huge organ had to get in on the act too, of course. I pummeled my boy’s ass for all it was worth!

After all the severe pounding that it got, Justin’s hole became nice and loose--ready to receive something a little bigger...

to be continued...

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Now that he was out of stir, my pop came to visit often. “Y’know, son, seein’ you guzzle yore pappy’s jizz like that give me a real good idea for yore future.”

“But I’m doin’ real good in m’ classes.” “I’m talkin’ higher things!” “What things?” “You’ll see.”

Next time Uncle Hank was plankin’ me, I asked him ‘bout it. “I think what your pop’s plannin’ , Barney, – UH! – is the same thing he done when him an’ me was teen-agers.”

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“Him and me was always fuckin’ around with each other an’ anybody else who’d join in, but after yore pop learned there was money to be made outta sex, he put us in business. Them local farmhands and oil field workers loved it.”

“He paid me good money too – a dime a dick!”

Try our 3-way – 75 cents!

These two makes 40 cents so far today, added to the 50 cents from yesterday, that’s… I’m rich ! I’m rich!

“He done so well he rented a place over the pool hall and hired on two studs who were too lazy to work and too wellhung to starve.”

Thanks, sheik! Best blowjob I ever got – from a felon!

“Natcherally, the G-men stepped in, and even though the De-pression was on, they put me an’ the other two out of work by sendin’ your pop away for 20 years, tho’ they let him out after 12. I got off ’cause your pop swore I didn’t know what I was doin’.”

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Pop was all excited the next time he stopped by to bang my ass. “I think I found me a partner, son. You got the talent, I got the know-how, and he’s got the money. Meet me tomorrow, 7 p.m., at the Downtown Turkish Baths.” “Gee, we’re goin’ into business with a Turk?” “Just do it, Barney.”

“Very nice, very nice, but it’s performance that counts!”

Ta-dah! Mr. Cabonetti, meet our star attraction!

“Fuckin’ A, sir! Blow Mr. Carbonetti, Barney!” “Nah, I’m too easy. Have him do Mr. Cheval.” “Who?” “Him. My masseur.” Mr. Carbonetti watched me take Mr. Cheval to the root in one swoop an’ promised Pop the money.

Pop took one look and gave Mr. Cheval a job. “Now with me available fer any client what likes maturity an’ experience, I got all I needs, exceptin’ a succulent young punk for the chicken trade.” “Sounds like my youngest son,” said Mr. Carbonetti. “Time he started earning his keep.”

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He’s all yours. Name’s Kim. Good luck.

Let’s see what’s under all that cow hide.

Hey, look! he’s pretty!

Hmmm … More pain an’ anguish, Kim.

Pop and Unk Hank spent hours teaching the kid how to be a virgin again.

Got a fine stable, but we need a name. Can’t use mine … I’m an ex-con ….

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Robert’s Story by Anonymous My name is Robert. I’m a 49-year-old black man. I’m 6’ 3”, 225 lbs. and I have eight inches of hard, black cock and a really big, sensitive mushroom head with a thick shaft that needs special attention. Michael is so sweet, I couldn’t ask for a better lover. He’s a 23-yearold white guy. He’s a 5’ 6”, 150 lb, soft skinned baby boy, with an irresistible, soft, hairless, bubble butt! He has very little body hair and always keeps his pubic hair trimmed and shaped. He wears bikini panties that shape his bottom very nicely. He’s small, thin, and slightly feminine. And that’s just the way I like my lovers to be – both girls and boys! I met Michael in a bar. I saw him walk in. He looked so timid and out of place. He had medium length brown hair and was wearing a tshirt and a pair of fitted shorts. I noticed because it was a little too cold to be wearing such a skimpy get-up in late September. Several other guys noticed him, too, which I guess made him feel uncomfortable. He sat himself in a far booth, and he looked a little depressed. I decided that I needed to make my move before any of the other guys there would. I was afraid they would end up abusing the boy and take advantage of him. I walked up to the boy and said hi. He replied, saying that he was waiting for someone, but I wasn’t going to give up. I told him I’d wait with him and sat down, which surprised him. I tried to get him to talk, but couldn’t get much more than one-word answers to my questions. After about ten more minutes dropping some subtle clues of mine, which he got, he said he had come into the bar because he just wanted to get out of the cold. I could tell he was nervous, but I didn’t quit and continued to ask him about himself. Eventually he broke down and told me he was new to the area and didn’t have a place to stay. I was eventually able to talk him into coming home with me, promising that I wouldn’t do anything he didn’t want me to do. He agreed, and I took him to my home and gave him some food, a shower, and a nice warm bed. We slept together, yet I didn’t touch him for fear of scaring him. Over the course of a week, I got Michael to trust me. He opened up to me, telling me about Ken, his former lover. He told me he had loved Ken and did everything he wanted, including giving him sex whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted. He also said that Ken would hit him often, so he finally left him. Hearing about Ken hurting him physically made me want to find him and beat the shit out of him. Robert’s Story • 51

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Anyway, with Michael around, I was horny as hell. I wanted the kid so bad, and I masturbated daily. Finally things started to happen. One day he caught me masturbating. He knew what I wanted from him, and he came to me. He started massaging my wet, fat, erect, black penis. I loved seeing his small, light skinned hand around my black cock. The week living with him, but not being able to touch him had taken its toll on me. I was weak and so horny! I pulled him against me and we embraced in a long kiss. My hands caressed his soft skin, moving back and forth across the sides of his chest to his stomach, hips, ass, and legs. Michael melted, letting his legs wrap around the sides of my body. My cock ached against his smooth skinned belly. I had to have him; I had to be inside him. I had to fuck him! Prying his legs from around me, I eventually worked myself free of his grip and laid him on my bed. Grabbing some lube from the night stand, I crawled on top of his small frame, nudging his legs apart with my knees. I then grabbed his legs, bringing them up and back, exposing his tight, pink pucker. I was ready to fuck that vulnerable ass – hard. As I lubed my cock, I noticed that there was a sense of nervousness on his face. Then suddenly I felt a little sorry for this kid. A tear appeared at his eye. I stopped a moment to say, “Oh, baby, don’t worry. I won’t hurt you!” Suddenly his expression changed to relief. He put his arms around my neck and pulled me down to him, bringing his legs back up into the air, once again opening his ass to me. As we kissed, I massaged my lubed cock against his exposed backside. His kisses were wet, and he allowed my tongue to enter his mouth. I could tell he was getting very excited from feeling my cock slide back and forth between his cheeks and grazing over his tight hole. He soon got so worked up, he looked up at me and begged, “Fuck me!” I lifted slightly, raising his ass into position. I placed my cockhead against his pink opening. Then slowly and carefully, I pushed inside him as gently as I could. He groaned from the sensation of my intrusion. It was clear that he hadn’t been fucked by a really big cock, and that excited me! My carnal instincts wanted him to groan with a little pain, and he did! Slowly, I began fucking this boy. Our eyes never left each other’s. Our mouths were open wide. His asshole was tight and wet around 52 • Robert’s Story

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my fat black cock. Each time I thrust into him, he let out a gasp. He soon started saying, “Daddy, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!” Hearing that made me hotter than ever! I could feel my cock expanding to its limit inside him. “Yeah, baby,” I moaned. “I’m your daddy.” I couldn’t hold back any longer and released my gushing load up inside him. He clenched his legs around my waist as I thrust my hips against his white ass, moaning, “Yeah, yeah,” and emptying my cum deep inside his little body. He held me tightly, even after I had spent my load and began to soften. “Stay inside me!” he said in a pleading voice. Of course I did! I stayed plugged up his tight little ass as long as I could. I didn’t let go until I felt him loosen his grip on me. Then I let my spent cock slip from his wet hole, followed by a stream of my own hot cum. He’s been with me ever since. Michael is very much into pleasing me. He takes care of the laundry, cooking, and cleaning the house, and is very dedicated to me in every way. When I come home, he greets me at the door with his arms around my neck and a soft kiss on my lips. I hug him lovingly around his little waist, sometimes running my hand down to his ass, and kiss him softly back. I call him baby, and he calls me daddy. Every time I hear his voice saying, “Hi, Daddy!” I melt. And when I’m fucking him and he moans, “Oh, Daddy!” it’s more than I can take. I immediately cream his insides. He’s everything I want! I fuck him two or three times a week, sometimes more, and every time he gasps like it’s the first time. I don’t know if he’s just trying to make me feel good or if he’s really enjoying it as much as I am, but I’m not complaining. I love to fuck and I love to release my cream deep inside a willing pussy, and Michael has been the only person that can take care of my needs this way. I love an open, wet pussy I can fuck easily and any time, and because I’ve been fucking Michael regularly, I can finally have that! After taking my big rod on a regular basis, his hole is soft and pliable. I’ve been with women before and they were all bitches. They complained that I was too big, but not Michael! So even though I’m attracted to women as well as guys, I will never be with a woman again! I don’t have to, since I have Michael! Plus he can’t get pregnant when I fill his cunt with my seed. Robert’s Story • 53

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I love fucking his sweet little ass! I sometimes wear a cock ring so I can fuck him long and hard. After a good fifteen or twenty minutes of fucking and then filling his hot, little pussy with my load of cum, he has a big smile on his face and cuddles up to me like a little puppy. That makes me feel incredibly great. When we lay together at night, I often hold him against me in spoon fashion. He keeps my arm around him, holding my hand and pressing his sweet ass against my crotch. I’m wasted from fucking him, and even though he can’t get enough of my cock, he knows and understands and doesn’t push things. He’s content just knowing I’m there for him. After a hard day at work, I like nothing better than to get naked and sit in the chair in the living room while Michael kneels in front of me, obediently and happily sucking my cock. He can only get the head and just a little bit of the shaft in his mouth, but he wants to please me so much. I just smile down at him and tell him he’s doing just fine. Then as he gets me worked up, I pick him up and sit him in my lap, lowering him onto my stiff pole. I know he loves sucking dick and wants to please me in that way, but I love to fuck his ass. I just can’t get enough of it. On occasion, I’ve had to be stern with him when he doesn’t want to stop sucking me and it’s time to fuck. I carry him into the bedroom and throw him on the bed. Then I fuck his little cunt hard while reminding him of his place. If he tries to resist and keep his mouth on my cock, I get overly aggressive sometimes, pulling his head out of my crotch and spanking his ass hard. Then after I drench his pussy with my pent-up load, I hold him close and tell him I love him. He tears up and says, “I love you, too, Daddy!” A little discipline now and then keeps him close to me. One night my friend Leroy was over, whom I hadn’t seen in over a year. He seemed surprised to find that instead of a girl, I had a guy as a lover. Years ago Leroy and I used to go clubbing and try to pick up girls. When we were unsuccessful, we knew there were always guys that could help us out with some oral relief. I think he was just surprised that I had something permanent going on with a boy. Anyway, after I told him how lucky I was to have Michael, and that unlike women, he’d do anything I asked him, Leroy was looking at him and licking his lips and groping himself. Knowing how much Michael loves to suck cock, I offered Michael’s mouth to Leroy. 54 • Robert’s Story

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At first, Michael was hesitant and seemed surprised that I would ask him to do such a thing. But finally he obediently walked up to Leroy. Five minutes later, Michael was swallowing Leroy’s seed down his throat. Now when I tell him to please my friends, he does so without any questions. I love watching him suck my friends’ cocks. He tells me he does it because he wants me to be pleased with him, but I know he loves it – and so do my friends! They’re coming over all the time now in hopes that I’ll give Michael permission to suck them off. Even though once in a while, I let a couple of really good friends that I trust fuck him, too, I’m not worried. I know Michael likes having sex with my big-dicked friends, but I have no doubts that he’ll stay with me, because when my fat cock is imbedded in his pink pussy, I’m the one he calls Daddy. I know from his moans of pleasure, I’m the only the man he needs!

Sire and Son by Big Al It was the last day of a three-day weekend my son Jason and I had spent with my father, Lance, up at his house on the lake. The sun had just risen, and I figured I would get showered and shaved before my father and son woke up. I stood bare-assed naked in front of the sink getting ready to lather shaving cream onto my face. As I stared into the mirror, my mind wandered, thinking about my wife. It had been four days since I had fucked her, and thoughts of her tight, wet pussy raced through my mind. Damn, I was fucking horny! Just then Jason startled me by barging into the bathroom naked. “Sorry, Dad … but I gotta go!” Jason said as he stood before the toilet and proceeded to piss. As I watched his piss bubble into the toilet water, I admired the size of his dick. It was mighty big for a boy his age, and I couldn’t help but admire his humpy physique. Jason caught me staring at him, and I quickly glanced back to the mirror. When my eyes darted back to him, I caught him checking out my hairy chest and my plump dick. His piss stream dwindled to a trickle as we teased each other with darting glances. I flexed my prostate muscle, making my growing dick bob up and down. My hairy cum bags hung low and heavy with man cream. My son smiled up at me, and my eyes beamed down at him. I flexed my cock muscle again and again. Soon I was rock-hard and a thin Sire and Son • 55

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strand of clear, slick fluid was dripping from my throbbing cockhead. My son looked up at me, unsure if he should touch it. “Go ahead … hold my balls, son,” I smiled. “These are the fucking balls that made you,” I stated proudly as I turned toward him. He reached out hesitantly and cradled my big, heavy, hairy balls in his palm. His hands were dwarfed by my big fucking man-bags. He gently slapped them back and forth, causing them to swing between 56 • Sire and Son

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my hairy thighs. My cock throbbed as he wrapped his hand tightly around the base of my thick, veiny shaft. “Suck it!” I said. His gaping mouth closed over my red, swollen cockhead. I felt his hot breath cascade down my hard shaft. He could barely fit the entire cockhead in his mouth, but he eventually got his lips sealed around the rim of my pulsing knob. All sense of reasoning escaped me as feelings of animal lust took over. I was fucking horny, and I had to fuck my son. I popped my cock out of his mouth and slammed the toilet lid down. I spun Jason around and bent him over the toilet. I bent my knees slightly, stroking my cock and using it to spank his hot bubble butt. What was coming over me? There I was, ready too fuck my son. I couldn’t help it. I had to do it! I suddenly had the urge to piss, and a nasty thought sprang into my mind. I spread Jason’s ass wide, aimed my throbbing cock, and pissed all over his asscheeks and fuckhole. Piss splattered all over his back and down his balls, pooling on the floor. “Dad! What the fuck ya doin’?” Jason protested as he struggled to get up. I held his shoulder down with my strong hand and smacked his upturned ass. “Daddy’s gonna fuck your ass, boy. Daddy’s gotta fuck!” I replied. Jason glanced back at me and smiled and winked. I was happy to see just how willing he was to take a fuck from his old man. As Jason jutted his ass up into the air to accommodate his stud father, I pressed my throbbing boy-fucker against his virgin hole. Jason grimaced as I pressed harder, and my mature, experienced cock penetrated his smooth, twitching, young, piss-slicked hole. Man, this is sweet! I thought, as I slid a third of my slick, throbbing daddy cock through his twitching hole. I had never witnessed a hotter sight: my throbbing cock up my boy’s fucking butt! Jason grimaced again as I sank balls-deep up his tight shitter. My heavy man sack rested against his smooth boy nuts and my thick cock bush was crammed tightly against his smooth buttocks. I was in motherfuckin’ heaven! “Hold steady, boy,” I instructed, rotating my hips gently. “Daddy’s gonna loosen ya up before he fucks the hell outta ya!” After a few moments, Jason began to rotate his horny ass against my throbbing cock as he loosened up. Soon he began to clamp and relax his sphincter around the base of my cock. My boy was turning Sire and Son • 57

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out to be a natural bottom. I slowly slid my throbbing, man-cock halfway out his ass and gently slid it back in. I groaned and Jason whimpered in ecstasy. “Gonna fuck your hot fucking ass, boy!” I groaned as I gently pumped his boy-hole. “You are one sweet fuck!” Jason was an experienced fuck in no time flat. He expertly matched my downward thrusts by relaxing his asshole, then when I was ballsdeep, he would clamp his sphincter tight around the base of my cock, almost sucking the cum out of my quivering, churning balls. Slow, deep thrusts in and out, in and out. This boy was born to be bred by his father. Again, I sank balls deep. My hairy inner thighs rubbed abrasively against his smooth legs as Jason’s ass ring clamped tightly around the base of my cock! I could feel the sap starting to rise. My cock pulsed and pulsed as I creamed Jason’s horny boy-cunt. “What the fuck’s going on here!? Are you fucking my grandson!?” Dad yelled. He appeared naked in the doorway, his arms crossed over his graying, hairy, muscular chest. Shit, we had never locked the door! There I was fucking my son and getting caught by my father in his own house. There I was, my hairy, fucking ass, humped over my son, and my dad watching. Fuck it! I thought. I couldn’t stop now. I was in the middle of creaming Jason’s boy-cunt, six, seven, eight volleys of my cum pumped up his fuck-hole and leaking out his straining ass, dripping down my fucking, churning nuts. Jason stroked his boy-cock, squirting all over the front of the toilet bowl. How was I gonna explain this to my father? “Dad, I can explain.” My voice quivered as I pumped my last load up Jason’s well-screwed ass and let out a sigh. I kept my spent cock deep inside him. “No need to explain. Jason is just a son getting fucked by his dad. I’m sure it happens all the time,” Dad replied as his dick grew rock hard before our eyes. “The way I figure it, I see another son who could use a good fucking from his dad.” My softening cock was still buried deep inside Jason as Dad stepped behind me and pressed my torso down, forcing my hairy chest to rest against Jason’s smooth back. Dad knelt behind my ass. I felt his strong hands part my hairy buttocks exposing the manly smells of my steamy, moist, sweaty manhole. He seductively blew his hot breath against the curly black hairs, savagely lunged forward and pressed his thick, 58 • Sire and Son

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graying mustache deep along the length of my asscrack. His ’stache bristled against the curly hairs as he licked, and tongue-probed, and spit a big wad onto my funky manhole. Dad slid his strong, masculine hands up my hairy back as I turned to receive his savage kiss. His hot tongue probed deep down my throat as his thick, gray mustache bristled under my nose. The raunchy scent of my man-hole rose from his ’stache. My cock had grown hard again inside my horny son as his cunt pulsed around the base of my daddy cock. Suddenly, I felt Dad press his big nine-incher against my hungry, fucking manhole. My cock throbbed inside my boy as my hairy fuckhole expanded and Dad’s thick, throbbing head popped up my virgin shitter. My dad was taking what was rightfully his, he was just another father fucking his willing and horny son. I was happy to be experiencing what my own son had experienced only moments earlier – getting fucked by his dad. “All these years I’ve wanted to fuck your ass!” Dad moaned as he shoved another few inches deep up my twitching hole. As the pain subsided, I learned to tighten and relax my asshole as Dad pumped, in and out. I was determined to be as good a fuck for my own dad as Jason had proven himself to be for me. I began to thrust in and out of Jason’s slimy asshole. My previous load of cum began to foam around my hot, fucking man-shaft. In and out, I felt the velvety friction of my dad’s throbbing shaft. We developed a savage rhythm as our incestuous lust for each other grew into a fuck frenzy. There I was, sandwiched between sire and son. Fucking and getting fucked. Plowing ass and getting plowed by my own fucking, horny bastard of a dad. I rotated my horny, hairy ass against his cock as we pumped and ground – fathers and sons, cocks and asses, fucking and fucking. “Grind my fucking ass, Dad!” I yelled. “How ya doing down there Jason?” “Keep pumping me, Dad. Give me all the cock and cum ya got!” Jason replied. “I could fuck your hairy ass all day, son!” Dad yelled, giving my hairy butt a hard smack. His strong hands clamped down hard on my broad shoulders as he pounded my fucking ass. My man-cunt and cock began to tingle as the three of us ground our cocks and asses together. I took the final plunge deep up Jason’s reamed-out hole and pumped my second daddy load up his horny, cum-slicked shitter. Dad followed suit. His thick, graying, cock bush and heaving Sire and Son • 59

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balls ground tightly against my asscrack. I felt his cock pulse and his hot jizz flood my fucking guts. As our orgasms subsided, we paused and wiped the sweat from our brows. Dad slowly pulled his semi-hard cock halfway out my battered ass. Suddenly I felt his hot piss fill my reamed out fuckhole as it squirted out around his slick shaft. His hot piss and cum trickled down my drained, hairy balls, down my inner thighs, and puddled onto the floor. “Piss inside Jason, son. Clean him out good,” Dad instructed as his stream subsided and his cock popped out of my reamed out fuckhole. I paused a moment and let loose a strong stream up my son’s wellfucked hole. My cock got harder as I pissed, and I began to fuck him again. As I pissed and pumped, cum and piss squirted out his ass with each downward thrust, splashing against my groin and my swinging balls. I fucked and pissed and fucked and pissed until my bladder was completely empty. The three of us stood in a virtual lake of piss and cum. I pulled my cock out and ate my son’s ass clean as Dad wormed his tongue up my shitter. We moaned and slurped like the savage bastards we were, then finally we took a long, hot shower together and relaxed the rest of the afternoon, the three of us sharing dad’s bed. It was the best weekend my son and I had shared with my dad.

Extracurricular Activities by Jeremy Ward After my father was killed in an accident at work, my mother was determined that my brother Andy and I would never be without a male role model. So growing up, we did all the typical activities: Cub Scouts, Little League, soccer. She even had us signed up for a bowling league at one time. Needless to say, we had more than enough male influence. As we got older, all these extracurricular activities were beginning to wear on us. We had just about had it when Mom announced that there was a young men’s hiking club forming at church, and it would be led by Pastor Wilkins. It figured. Just as Andy and I were ready to rebel, Mom came up with something we thought we’d actually like. My brother and I had always enjoyed getting out in nature, and we both liked the idea of being around Pastor Wilkins. 60 • Extracurricular Activities

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Andy and I had always shared a bedroom. A few years before, my brother decided it was time I learned how to jerk off, and he was going to be the one to teach me. Well, one thing led to another, and he and I moved on from jerking off with each other to jerking each other off. And then we started sucking each other off. And not long ago, Andy told me he thought it would be good for me to learn how to take his cock up my ass. He was right. It was very good for me. Eventually, we started talking about other guys we thought we’d like to have sex with. We each had a couple of friends we thought were hot, but for the most part, we were interested in older men. Probably due to all the time we had spent growing up around the “role models” Mom picked out for us. At any rate, Pastor Wilkins was at the top of both mine and my brother’s list of guys we’d like to see naked, and naturally we were delighted to head off into the woods with him. I hoped that at least he’d stop along the trail for a piss, and we’d get to see his dick. We were also curious to see what other guys were going to join the group, but there we were sadly disappointed. When we showed up for the first hike, Pastor Wilkins told us that it looked like we were the only ones in the group. His son Joey, who was my age, had planned to join us, but he had a debate team meet the day of our first hike. So it was just the three of us on that first day. Which was fine with me! Pastor Wilkins drove us to the nearby state park, where we left the car and headed off on one of the trails that led up into the hills. We had probably hiked about four or five miles when we noticed the dark clouds starting to move in. “Well, boys,” said Pastor Wilkins. “It looks like we’re going to have to cut our first hike short. I’m afraid our club isn’t getting off to a very good start. Let’s head back to the car.” We started back down the trail, but as our luck would have had it that day, the rain started when we were still about a mile from the car. By the time we got back to it, we were soaked! To make matters worse, the temperature had started to drop, and we were chilled to the bone. Pastor Wilkins took us back to his house to dry off and have some hot soup. His son wasn’t back from his debate meet, and his wife was at the church with one of the many women’s groups she belonged to. So it was just us guys. Extracurricular Activities • 61

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The first thing Pastor Wilkins said when we got inside was, “Why don’t you boys go upstairs and take off those wet things. You’ll find some big towels in the bathroom to wrap up in, and I can put your clothes in the dryer. As we undressed in the bathroom, Andy joked, “See? See how fast he’s gettin’ us outta our clothes? He totally wants to fuck your tight little ass while he blows me!” “Shut up!” I said. “Like he really knew it was gonna rain.” “He probably arranged the whole thing,” Andy said, pointing heavenward. “You know he’s got connections.” I just gave him a look and changed the subject by saying, “Are you going to keep that stupid baseball cap on. It’s soaking wet.” He wrapped a towel around his waist and thumped the tip of my dick with his finger. “Sure am, squirt,” he said. “What would people say if they knew I was completely naked in Pastor Wilkins’ house.” I rolled my eyes at him and wrapped a towel around my waist. We picked up our wet clothes and headed downstairs. When we got to the kitchen, we were surprised to see that the pastor was also wearing nothing but a towel. “I decided I’d throw my clothes in the dryer as well,” he said as he took our wet things from us. “Want me to put your hat in the dryer, as well, Andy?” he asked my brother. “No thanks,” he said, giving me a devilish look. “I’d feel better keeping it on.” The soup was ready in no time, and after we’d each had a nice, hot bowl, we went into the living room to wait for our clothes to dry. “You boys have really grown the last few years,” Pastor Wilkins said. “You’re turning into fine young men.” “Thanks,” I said, because I didn’t know what else to say. “And as you know, young men get certain … urges. Do you boys ever feel that way?” I didn’t know if I liked where this was going or not. I did notice that the bulge under Pastor W.’s towel seemed to be getting bigger. “Well, when young men start having these … feelings, and they’ve not yet married. It’s good for them to know how to deal with them.” Andy jumped right in. “You mean jerkin’ off. The squirt and I have been doing that for years.” “Ah,” said the pastor. “And do you ever help each other out with that?” 62 • Extracurricular Activities

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Andy always did catch on quicker than I did. While I was still trying to figure out what was going on, he said, “Oh, sure. C’mon over here, little brother and show the pastor how you suck my cock.” “Wha … what?” I said.

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“Get over here,” Andy said. “He’s onto us. C’mon and suck my dick.” I looked up at Pastor Wilkins. He smiled and nodded that it was OK and I should do what my brother said. Well, that was all the encouragement I needed. In a flash, all three of us had lost our towels and were sitting on Mrs. Wilkins’ living room sofa stark naked. I took my hard cock in my hand and started stroking as I bent down and put my brother’s cock in my mouth. It was fantastic. I don’t know how long I had been sucking when I heard Pastor Wilkins say, “That’s it, son. Just take it in your mouth like that.” At first I thought he was talking to me, but when I looked up, I noticed that he was guiding Andy’s mouth down the shaft of his cock. It was probably the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life! My dick began to twitch in my hand, and before I could stop myself, I was spewing a load all over my brother’s hairy legs. “Don’t worry about Jeremy, Pastor Wilkins,” I heard my brother saying. “His cock’ll be rock hard again before you know it.” As Andy continued to suck on his cock, Pastor Wilkins reached down and started toying with my hole. It never took much to get me ready for a fuck, and I was opening up to his touch in no time. He easily slipped two fingers up my butt and then asked me if I liked getting fucked. Andy answered for me so I could keep sucking on him. “He loves it. You wanna give him a try?” In no time, Pastor Wilkins was sitting on the couch, and my brother was helping me lower myself onto his stiff, spit-slick cock. It was bigger than Andy’s and was really giving my hole a stretch. I groaned a little as it went deeper and deeper inside me. Andy helped distract me from the pain by wrapping his lips around my stiff member. All of a sudden, I was feeling great! I slid all the way down onto Pastor Wilkins’ hairy lap. Just as I was really starting to get into it, we heard the back door slam. “Shit!” I said and tried to get up off of the pastor’s lap. But he just pulled me back down and guided Andy’s mouth back to my dick. “It’s OK. That’s just Joey,” he said. Then he called out, “We’re in here, son. Come and join us.” Just then, Joey appeared in the doorway. “Wow!” he said. “Looks like I would have been better off going on the hike today!” “How was your debate meet, Joe?” Pastor Wilkins asked as he son stripped out of his clothes. 64 • Extracurricular Activities

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“Fine, I guess,” Joey answered distractedly. “I mean, we won and everything.” By that time, he had guided his stiff cock into his father’s open mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of us grunting and moaning, as well as with the slurps of Andy and Pastor Wilkins’ sucking mouths and the slapping of my ass against the pastor’s groin. “Oh, fuck! Fuck!” Joey said as his father sucked his cock. Then he leaned over and covered my mouth with his. His tongue snaked out Extracurricular Activities • 65

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and started wrestling with mine. I was quickly going into overload. I didn’t know how much more I could take. I reached out and grabbed Andy’s cock. I began stroking it in time with Pastor Wilkins’ thrusts. Joey’s mouth never left mine. I could feel Andy’s dick starting to leak precum into my hand. I knew I wanted it. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, and told him to put his cock in mine. In no time, Andy was straddling me on the sofa and guiding his cock into my mouth. It tasted so good. Joey soon abandoned his father’s mouth to squat down in front of the sofa and watch his father fuck me. “Damn, Pop!” he said. “You should see how hot this looks!” “Feels pretty hot, too, son,” Pastor Wilkins’ answered. “I can tell. You really must be juicin’. It’s starting to leak out his hole!” “Well, then, you know what to do, son.” I felt Joey’s head bobbing around between my legs as he began to lap up his father’s precum from his thighs and balls and from the rim of my asshole. That’s what finally put me over the edge. It was my second load of the day, but from the size of it, you would have thought it was the first load I’d shot in a month. It splashed up against my brother’s butt, and he reacted by beginning to unload in my mouth. His cum was thick and creamy. It was even better than the soup Pastor Wilkins had fixed for us earlier. My clenching butt hole must have brought the pastor off, because he started firing off up my ass, and Joey was there to lap up every drop as it squished out my hole. That was how we found out that the taste of his father’s cum was all Joey needed to get his rocks off! He moaned so loud I figured the neighbors would call the cops. Then he let loose with a virtual torrent of cum. It was an enormous load! The hiking club turned out to be a bigger success than any of us had thought it was going to be. We kept the membership small – just the three of us boys and Pastor Wilkins as the leader, but we managed to meet every week for years. We even ended up going a hike every now and then. But that was mostly just so we could have sex in the woods.

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He’s here! ¡Ya llegó!

My dear “Robin Red Breast”! ¡Mi querido “Petirrojo”!

“Hairy Ball”! ¡“Pelos”!

Whatever. Your brother didn’t tell me you were stopping by to say hello for Thanksgiving! Como sea. ¡Tu hermano no me dijo que pasarías a saludar por Acción de Gracias!

Welcome! I missed you! ¡Bienvenido! ¡Te extrañé!

And you’re… Wally! Y tú eres… ¡Toni! Willy. Tino. Actually, I’m staying with him. En realidad me quedaré con él.

You are?? ¿De verdad??

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Weren’t you going to Aunt Rosy’s, Willy? ¿No ibas con la tía Rosi, Tino? Unpack. Then we’ll t… Desempaca. Luego veremos lo…

Come here. Ven acá.

Yes, tomorrow. Mom didn’t tell you? Sí, mañana. ¿No te dijo mamá?

Luke, I’m sorry, I didn’t… MMH! Lucas, lo siento, yo no… ¡MMH! OK, now what’s with my little brother-inlaw? Bueno, ¿qué onda con el cuñadito?

Oh, Nick… Nico…

I’m so glad to see you. Estoy feliz de verte.

I thought he was going to visit Aunt Rosy today and celebrate Thanksgiving tomorrow with them. Pensé que iría a casa de la tía Rosi desde hoy y pasaría Acción de Gracias con ellos mañana. It’s OK. We just have to make some adjustments tonight. Está bien. Sólo haremos unos ajustes para la noche de hoy.

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Good night, Willy. Buenas noches, Tino.

‘Night, Nick. I didn’t mean to cause any trouble. I can sleep on the couch, really. Buenas noches, Nico. No quiero ser una molestia. Puedo dormir en el sofá, de verdad.

Don’t worry about that, Willy. Luke doesn’t have a problem with you sleeping here tonight. We’ll sleep on the couch. No te preocupes por eso, Tino. Lucas no tiene problemas en que duermas aquí hoy.

Besides, it’s not the first time he and I have used the couch. We’ll be fine. Además, no es la primera vez que él y yo usamos el sofá. Estaremos bien.

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Now fuck me! ¡Ahora cógeme! Yeahh… get it all wet… Así… ensalívala bien…

Hey guys… Oigan, muchachos…

Are you OK in there? I can use the couch, really… ¿Están bien ahí? Yo puedo usar el sofá, de verdad…

Willy?? It’s not what you think!! ¿Tino?? ¡No es lo que piensas!!

Nick, wait… Espera, Nico…

Let’s see how adaptable this boy is. Veamos si este jovencito es así de adaptable.

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Come on, Nick. Time to try something unique and different. Vamos, Nico. Es hora de intentar algo diferente y único.

And Willy thought my couch was tiny and uncomfortable!! ¡Y Tino pensaba que mi sofá era pequeño e incómodo!

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We fucked and fucked till dawn on Thanksgiving Day. The couch got so soaked in sperm and sweat, that its intoxicating smell inspired us to prepare a very special dinner.

Cogimos y cogimos hasta que se hizo de día: Día de Acción de Gracias. El sofá quedó tan empapado de sudor y esperma, que su olor penetrante nos inspiró a hacer una cena muy especial.

Aunt Rosy? ¿Tía Rosi?

I’m staying with Nick and his friend! Their stuffing is the best! ¡Me quedo con Nico y su amigo! ¡Sus rellenos son de lo mejor!!

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