A great portion of cum after a good wank

Older Sadder Wiser Pt. 02

The Adventures Of Urlen – Chapter 14



Is that..er.. Urlen?



Yes.



Funny name.



Yes.



This is Chris. Jeff said I should phone you.



Yes. (I was becoming as monosyllabic as Chris but I wanted him to make the running.)



He said we should meet.



Yes.



Meet me in the shop then. Come to the kitchen exhibition centre at 11.00 o clock tomorrow. I ll be there. And he rang off.



Hurriedly I rearranged my work schedule and the next day I reached the shop in good time to search the warren of different kitchen layouts which were on display at the back of the shop. Chris was in a far corner dressed in his white shop coat poring over some literature. He hardly looked up as I came alongside him.



Good to see you I said conversationally.



Can t talk long he said looking down at a brochure he had been pretending to read. If you re interested the only time we can meet is on my afternoon off. That s Tuesdays between 1.30 and 3.15. I ve left my address and phone number on the back of this brochure. Only phone me if it s urgent and only on Tuesdays between those times. Come next Tuesday at 1.30 if you can. Wear your hat and carry your briefcase. And with that he left meeting my gaze but without smiling. As he turned to walk away I noticed that his shop coat was open at the front and that unlike Jeff he hardly had a waist. He was stocky but not fat and his jeans rested low on his hips giving him that curiously short-legged appearance I had noted before. Now that I was looking at him with special interest I noticed that he was very light on his feet. He had short light brown hair blue eyes and as Jeff had suggested a very masculine- looking face. My interest in him quickened and I was surprised that I had not noticed him before. I was puzzled as to why he had brought me to the shop for so short a conversation when what he had said could have been said just as easily on the phone. I took the brochure with me and went back to work making a mental note of his address and telephone number in my head.



The following Tuesday I was held up at work and was a little late arriving even though I had driven out at the weekend to familiarize myself with where he lived. It was a bungalow on a road with several similar houses about a quarter of a mile from the Builders Merchants. They had small front gardens and a garage at the side. I parked round the corner and walked to his house wearing my hat and carrying my briefcase. He was waiting for me and opened the door before I could knock. Sorry I m late I said I got held up at work.



He just nodded. As he was expecting his daughter back from school just after 3.30pm and it was now nearly two o clock we didn t have much time for casual conversation. He offered me a cup of coffee and as soon as I had drunk it he said shortly Shall we go into the bedroom then? When I nodded he opened the door which led into it. It was the room he shared with his wife with a double bed and the usual furnishings. There were net curtains covering the window and the room was fairly cramped. There was a rack of her shoes and the wardrobe door was partly open showing where she hung her dresses.



I felt a little uncomfortable a little rushed. I wasn t sure what I was letting myself in for. Where shall I put my clothes? I asked and he gestured towards a chair by the side of the bed. I moved towards it and took off my pullover and shirt then turned to face him to see that he was on the other side of the bed about to unzip his trousers. He stopped when he saw me watching so I said Do you want me on the bed – or in it?



On it he said. I like to see what we re doing.



I turned back to my chair and continued with my undressing. It was all a bit sudden and I had only the beginnings of a hard-on. When I was naked I turned round and found he was already lying on the bed. His body was a real surprise – and a real turn-on! He looked superbly fit and I felt a tingle which became a rush of blood to my dick as I looked at his. His hand was round it he was fondling it gently and it was growing mightily!



I lay down beside him still feeling a bit embarrassed but fully hard by now and he rolled over onto his side and immediately took my dick into his hand.



Nice one he said Longer and stiffer than mine but not as thick.



I lay back and let him play with it. His fingers were not as sensitive as Jeff s but they felt good and he soon had the foreskin rolled back and was stroking me with his fingers lower on the shaft than I did it myself.



Would you like me to suck it? he asked.



Go ahead I said But I operate on a hair trigger and might cum very fast.



That s all right by me he said and shuffled down the bed so that his lips were close to my throbbing cockhead. The moment he took it into his mouth was delicious. I shuddered with pleasure and stretched out my arm to reach his dick. It was a complicated manoeuvre given our respective body positions so I said Can I hold yours while you suck mine?



He moved so that it was easier for me to grasp it.



Unseen it felt wonderful in my hand : soft succulent and excited all at the same time. It wasn t long but I think it was the fattest I had ever felt. As he bent his face over my dick and softly caressed it with his lips so I felt his stiffen then soften then stiffen again in my hand.



He gasped. Take it gently and we might cum off together.



And now he was sucking me more urgently and I was stroking his dick with longer and quicker strokes. I could feel his foreskin sliding in my hand and sense the gathering tension in him as he tried to time his rising orgasm with mine. There was no way we could stop now.



I m close I muttered through clenched teeth and beginning to arch my hips upwards.



So am I.



Here it cums then.



Me too.



And he withdrew his lips and stroked me with his hand while I bucked my hips and shot my load with the force of a rocket all the time keeping my hand pumping up and down on his shaft. He groaned and I felt my thumb and forefinger suddenly turn damp slippery and slimy. He kept on panting and I realized though I had seen nothing of his orgasm that it had been very intense.



When his spasms which went on for a long time were finally over he rolled over onto his back and I saw that my hand was covered with thick creamy-white sperm. Spunk also formed a pool at the end of his dick in the hollow made by the foreskin closing over his knob for all the world like snow lying in a small hole on the hillside. Some of it had detached and lay in a white blob on his belly and there was a long ribbon where he had spurted onto the upper part of his belly. His dick warm fat and soft was now lying spent and curled on his pubic hair. His balls looked floppy and relaxed too.



He sighed deeply. I needed that. I ve been looking forward to it all day. I came really quickly for you. It usually takes much longer. That s significant I suppose.



I was not sure what he meant but took it as a compliment to the amount of excitement we had generated together. Then with a look of satisfaction he lay back against the pillow closed his eyes said Sorry if I go all flat now and started to go to sleep.



It gave me the opportunity I had missed earlier to take a good look at him. His body as I have said was quite short and stocky but it was the body of an athlete. His abdominal muscles rippled and he had the upper body strength of someone who worked out in a gym. In his shop coat I hadn t noticed what a great shape he was in. I thought it extraordinary that his wife cared so little for him. His dick even in its limp state was like him – fairly short but stocky and his balls were a good size. His sexual endowment struck me as being ideally masculine and his dick looked beautiful in the daylight coming through the window. Funny how some guys have dicks which are aesthetically pleasing – and some don t! Chris s didn t have a mushroom head standing out from the shaft. The knob in itself a very beautiful dished expanse of that special purply skin full of nerve endings was a smooth extension of his six inch shaft. It had a pronounced rim picked out in a deeper shade of purple When I got to know him better I realized it was one of those dicks which never get specially hard but which remain softish and supple even at the moment of orgasm. I wondered if he often came home on his afternoons off and lay on the bed for a wank and a sleep before his daughter arrived home. I was again surprised I had not taken more notice of him before.



He opened his eyes. We make a good pair he said ironically. Both married men both let down by our wives both with children. I ve often come home on a Tuesday afternoon and wished I could have it off with someone but if my wife found out there d be hell to pay. Usually I just have a wank. If she knows she doesn t seem to mind. She hardly ever lets me make love to her and even then it s rubber on rubber. She doesn t enjoy it and I take an age to cum. She s mortally frightened of having another child.



But you ve had Jeff for company sometimes haven t you?



Very rarely. Our half days don t coincide. Saturday afternoons I play football and go down the club in the evening and Sundays she s home all day. Every now and again she takes Amy by car for tea to her mother s thirty miles away but that s not always suitable for Jeff if he s looking after his granddad. He s been a good friend though. As we re colleagues at work we ve avoided getting too close. It makes working together uncomfortable.



For Chris normally so monosyllabic these were long speeches seeming to well out of him from a pit of loneliness. He was not someone I felt I could be fond of in the way I was fond of Jeff but sexually I found him extraordinarily attractive.



I put my hand on his limp dick and he said There s no time to do it again now. Anyway I never could do it twice. If she offered me sex tonight I d be hard put to do it. Anyway she won t.



So how often do you wank then?



More or less only on Thursday afternoons. And Sundays – if she goes to see her mother. How about you?



I told him I had no particular pattern. If I was turned on by the thought of meeting him or Jeff I might do it in bed at night or I might do it to relive an experience.



You mean you might do it again tonight thinking of what we ve just done?



I might.



Lucky you. Just think of me lying beside my missus and wishing I could suck you off again.



How did you get into this game to begin with?



Ah – that s a long story. I ll tell you when we next meet. Time s running on. We d better put on our clothes.



And with that we both rolled off the bed and he pulled his pants over his gorgeous dick and I prepared to leave his house.



Same again next Tuesday? I asked.



Come a bit earlier he said And we can take more time.



That evening after I had made the family meal and my daughter had gone to bed I reflected on what had happened at Chris s house. I would have felt a heel towards Jeff if he himself had not suggested that I meet with Chris in the first place. I wondered about the relationship between them and felt that Chris was more male and less sensitive than Jeff. Chris s white shop coat at work disguised his physique and his sex appeal whereas Jeff did not wear one. Chris also had a kind of low centre of gravity because as I realised now his legs were relatively short compared to his body. He was only about five foot six inches tall. I realised too that being monosyllabic at work did not mean that he was always like that. Once warmed up he could speak with fluency and feeling. I looked forward to our next meeting and made sure I arrived on the dot of one thirty.



He was waiting for me and I placed a couple of bottles of beer on the kitchen table which we drank together with a meat pie I had also brought. Having our lunch together like this was good and there was none of the nervous tension that had preceded our previous meeting. When we made our way to the bedroom it felt just right to be taking off our clothes and lying together on the bed. We were both horny and this time I was able to take a good long look at his dick. The most striking things about it were its uniform thickness from base to knob and the pronounced spunking tube from the base to where it disappeared just under the knob. Because the glans itself was no mushroom the foreskin didn t slot into the space below the rim. Instead it moved easily up down and over the large expanse of shiny purple- red surface and when soon afterwards I took it into my mouth I had to hold the foreskin down with my fingers in order to concentrate on the nerve endings contained in that shapely knob. It was so big it seemed to fill the whole of my mouth.



I took it very slowly at first. I admired the flat firmness of his abdominal muscles and I could sense the pleasure he felt as I fondled his balls caressed his knob with my lips and slid the fold of foreskin to and fro with my fingers.



Hold on a moment he said I don t want to cum immediately. Lets have a go at you.



We exchanged positions with me on my back and him on his side taking my dick in his hand. Hey this is a great dick he said. Must be at least eight inches long.



May be I replied. But it s how it feels that matters. Yours is thicker – I like it a lot.



Does this feel nice? he whispered as he caressed my rod with his lips and tongue.



Wonderful I gasped. Just keep doing that – gently.



How long do you usually take to cum? he asked.



It depends. If I m very highly stimulated – like now – not long. I ve always cum far too easily I think. I don t need much movement to make it spurt. Just a finger gently rubbing the sensitive hot-spot under the tip will do it.



Show me.



He took his fingers off my dick and watched as I caressed my knob in the way that most prolongs feeling without immediately sending me over the edge.



I don t do it like that he said. I hold mine lower down and take much longer strokes – like this. And he demonstrated with two fingers wrapped fairly low round the shaft. His technique was very different from mine.



Funny how we all differ I said. People cum differently too. I have about four or five spurts the best of them always the first. But some guys have more than that and some less.



It s my second spurt that shoots furthest said Chris But they all feel great. Even when I ve finished pumping the spasms are fantastic.



Show me I said.



OK – but suck me first and then I ll take over.



I closed my lips round his dickhead and moved my head up and down. He put his hand on top of my head and gave me the rocking the rhythm he liked best. If he d had a hand round my dick too I d have cum off in a flash. He took his time. About four minutes into this stimulation he became much more urgent rocking my head up and down in a quicker rougher rhythm. He began to pant and moan and then with a quick movement of the hand he withdrew his pulsating tool from my mouth threw back his head thrust his hips forward and wanked his dick with long firm strokes wrapping two fingers as he had shown me round the shaft quite close to the base. A show of creamy white spunk appeared at the tip as his foreskin slipped up and down only partly exposing the glans. Then a spurt of sperm shot out followed shortly afterwards by another which flew high onto his chest. His hand flew as more spurts burst out. Looking up at his face I saw that he had his eyes closed and his lips drawn back in a rictus which could easily have been mistaken for an expression of pain. I noticed too that the muscles of his midriff were shuddering and creasing with the spasms of his orgasm. It reminded me forcibly of Des (see Camping in France Chapter 8 of these Adventures) and was perhaps the most amazing orgasm I had ever witnessed making mine seem somehow humble and less exciting.



His spunk was thick and white and some of it dribbled onto his fingers as he slowed his movement to a stop. Gradually the soft hardness left his dick until it was all soft lying used and forlorn on his belly. I realised then that I enjoyed watching another man masturbate in cosy intimate surroundings as much as having my own hand on his dick when he spunked.



Chris sighed deeply. I ve never shown anyone before he said But that s how I do it.



You re wonderful I said – and meant it. You re a very virile person.



You re not so bad yourself he said smiling. Give me a moment or two and I ll be ready to see how you do it.



And I went on to show him. He was surprised that I concentrated on the tip and he replaced my hand with his to copy what I had been doing. That s it I said Just keep rubbing very gently and it ll send me over the edge.



It did. As he felt my orgasm mounting he slipped his hand down to the shaft and stroked it vigorously. I rather wished he had kept it up at the top but it made no difference to the result : a jet of spunk erupting as the first ejaculation followed by some smaller spurts then the end-dribbles.



I see what you mean he said. Jeff s more like you than me I think.



Tell me about you and Jeff I said. How long have you been friends?



You mean how long have we been having sex together? Not long – and not very often. I was employed by the firm before him and he went on to tell me that Jeff had arrived two years ago when his grandfather first became ill. The owners of the Builders Merchants business were Jeff s cousins so they d given him the job as the best means of supporting his Granddad. Chris had helped Jeff get established and had admired the way he picked up the business. Everyone liked him both customers and staff and people were often amused by his wide belt his corduroy trousers and his pullovers. He didn t seem to have a girl-friend and some were suspicious that he might be queer but his excellence at the job and his devotion to his grandfather plus the fact that he was related to the owners silenced any gossip. He was a sympathetic listener and it was after Chris had told him about his life at home that they became friends. They met each other in the pub on Sunday evenings and it was on one of these occasions that Chris had told him that his wife had taken their daughter to see her mother that afternoon.



You don t go then? Jeff had said and Chris had told him how he couldn t stand his mother-in-law and how welcome he found the quietness of the house after they had gone. I love Amy my daughter he had said But time on my own is precious.



Precious? Precious… for what? Jeff had asked leadingly and Chris had blushed looked down at his feet and stammered You know…



If you mean you have a wank when they re out well I imagine lots of married men do that said Jeff. I m not married nor likely to be but I often have a wank on Sundays as a way of relaxing. Tell me have you ever had a wank with another man?



Chris had felt uncomfortable but compelled to tell the truth. When I was younger I messed about a bit he confessed. And I ve often wondered what it would be like now. I don t have anything against it if you see what I mean as long as there s nothing anal. I shouldn t like that.



Their eyes met and an understanding dawned. Next time she goes to see her mum let me know said Jeff and that was all that needed to be said. They had met four weeks later Jeff had made everything easy for him and he had enjoyed it. It was just a pity they could meet so rarely. Their half days didn t coincide and at the weekends they only had Chris s place to go to when his wife went to visit her mother. He hadn t minded when Jeff had started seeing me and now in view of what had happened he was glad of it.

I enjoyed talking like this with Chris in after sex mode when we were both relaxed and able to be frank with each other. He had long ceased being monosyllabic but unlike Jeff he didn t go in for kissing and I wasn t fond of him in the same way as I felt about Jeff. He preferred too to have his own fingers round his dick when he came in order to get the timing exactly right whereas I was happy to feel the stimulus of a hand other than mine even if it was rougher than ideal. But though our problems with our wives were different being able to talk about them with a fellow-sufferer helped. We were unable to meet every Tuesday afternoon firstly because my work schedule wouldn t always allow it and secondly because Chris s wife was a teacher. With twelve weeks of holiday a year there were twelve Thursdays when she was in the house during his half-day off work.



I think it was at our third or fourth meeting after he had had a spectacular orgasm that Chris before he drifted off into sleep said What are you doing this Sunday afternoon? I ask because my wife is going to see her mother and Jeff has agreed to come round.



A threesome – and seeing Jeff again! Couldn t be bad! I asked after him and Chris told me he was feeling better but still unsure about what he should do now that he was living on his own. I agreed to meet them (of course) and the following Sunday I set off in keen anticipation of the excitement to come. Jeff was already there when I entered the house sitting on the settee in the living room. Chris was in the kitchen making coffee and Jeff stood up opened his arms and we stood embracing and kissing each other like long-lost lovers. It was just wonderful to see him again though he looked pale and strained and we both got instant hard-ons. He was wearing his usual corduroy trousers with the wide belt and I could feel the bulge of his stiffening dick rubbing against mine.



Chris came in with the coffees as we were still embracing and said dourly Someone needs to keep you two apart. Come and sit down and drink this and he sat in the middle of the settee so that we had to sit on either side of him. We took our revenge however by pressing our knees up against his and then using our free hands to slide them up his inner thighs. He could see from our bulges that we were excited and his reaction was to open his legs so that his crotch could have more room for the rapid expansion going on there. After a few minutes of such stimulation he put his coffee mug on the floor and said I m getting a trifle cramped down here. He stood up and undid the top fastening of his trousers and slid the zip down.



Jeff put his hand inside and drew out Chris s dick. It was in its usual state of soft hardness and lay on Jeff s hand with the hood of its foreskin disguising the ample knob looking somewhat incongruous in the decorous normality of the living-room. Time to head for the bed he said laconically. Jeff and I also stood up as Chris preceded us into the bedroom. He went straight to his chair and started to take off his clothes. There was only one other chair for Jeff and me to use so we stood undecided at the foot of the bed and I felt how exciting it would be to undress him as I had the first time we had met. He got the idea pulled his pullover over his head and moved close to me so that I could undo his belt. When I had undone it and unfastened the top button I slithered them down to the floor then let him do the same for me. Then we took off our shirts and vests and stood in our underpants with our hard-ons leaving nothing to the imagination. Chris lay on the bed naked fondling his dick and enjoying the show. When we stepped out of our underpants he clapped and whistled and indicated for us to lie down beside him. Jeff lay down next to him in the middle and I lay on the far side of the bed.



None of us had given any thought to the arrangement and three on a bed though fabulously exciting is not easy to work out satisfactorily. What happened was this. Jeff in the middle rolled onto his right side and took Chris s dick in his left hand while I did the same to Jeff. Chris lay flat on his side of the bed so that Jeff could see what he was doing whereas I could not. Nor was there anyone s hand to stroke me but I wasn t complaining! We started off slowly but the excitement and the stimulation were so magical that it was not long before Chris who always moaned as he felt the build-up of tension within him drew his breath in sharply and let it go in a long Ooooh…



I felt Jeff s dick twitch and stiffen still further as Chris gasped and we both speeded up our stroking at the same time. Chris s Ooohs and Aaaahs came more and more quickly until it was obvious he was on edge. Then in his deep voice an urgent I m close… and then – almost an octave higher with excitement – Here it cums… and at the same moment I felt Jeff move slightly take a short breath then the Uh.. uh… and his unseen dick in my hand stiffened to maximum hardness. I raised my head to watch and was rewarded by seeing Jeff s first shot fly diagonally across Chris s chest just as the tip of Chris s dick bloomed white with his preliminary ooze of spunk. Then I was treated to a fantastic display of flying spunk as spurt after spurt from Jeff s dick was matched by Chris.



Both were panting when it was over. Chris was liberally daubed with his own creamy sperm and he had Jeff s too lying in pools on his chest. Chris just lay there exhausted while Jeff rolled onto his back my hand still round his deflating tool. He gave me a satisfied smile reached forward to kiss me and for a few minutes the three of us just lay there. Though I had nearly cum with excitement without a hand being laid on me I found that seeing them cum together was extraordinarily satisfying and I had no difficulty in awaiting my turn. In fact my hard-on lost some of its rigidity with the sight of their deflated dicks and soon it was obvious from his regular breathing that Chris was drifting off into sleep.



Gently Jeff detached himself and manoeuvred himself off the foot of the bed indicating for me to take his place in the middle while he went round and occupied my place at the side. Now I could lie on my back and Jeff could attend to me with all his usual skill and expertise. For once I was able to take my time and let the orgasm build slowly and I was halfway there when Chris stirred and discovered what was going on. He gave a lazy grin and put out his hand to replace Jeff s. At the same time his dick which had gone limp started to stiffen so I started to stroke it gently at first and then more fiercely as it reached full inflation. Jeff watched fascinated in a similar state of re-excitement and I felt it only fair to give him some of the fun so I let go of Chris s tool and fondled his. Chris was now stroking me and I was stroking Jeff. I knew it couldn t go on much longer because I was about to blow and Chris s dick fitted my left hand better than Jeff s my right so we changed over for the last time with Chris and me stroking each other with him moaning and groaning and me about to cum. My climax was one of the best I ever had and I shot stream after stream of spunk into the air. What I hadn t bargained for was that Chris came off again too not that I knew it until my orgasm was over but there was more cream on the end of his dick and a little on his belly. Jeff watched it all goggle-eyed and Chris exclaimed I ve never cum twice like that before! Then we all went to sleep.



Just before I left the house to return to my own home Jeff drew me aside and said he needed to talk with me. Could I possibly meet him on the afternoon of his half day off next Thursday? Well of course and yet thinking it over when I got back home I knew in my bones that he was unlikely to propose a return to our old relationship. He needed a permanent relationship with someone whom he could care for and I was unable to supply that even though I was very fond of him – and he of me.



And that s how Lionel came into his life.



(To be continued in Chapter 15.)

The prick emerged from the hole in the wall, and it gets sucked by Paul

On The Beach

For Gary



*****



I see him swimming slowly towards me. He reaches shallow water and stands up and I see that he is naked.



He is powerfully built and he walks towards me his swimming trunks swinging loosely from his left hand his penis half-erect.



Hi he says smiling.



Hello I reply smiling shyly in return trying not to look at his dick.



Can I join you?



I nod and move to make room for him on the beach towel. He sits beside me and our bare thighs touch briefly. I offer him another towel.



You can use this if you like.



He takes it and as he rubs his body I study him closely. He s maybe forty forty-five with broad muscular shoulders and short brown hair. My eyes drop to his slightly drooping cock rising from a bush of wet curly hair that extends up over his belly to spread across his chest and my mouth is suddenly dry.



How old are you? he asks.



Nineteen.



A look of disappointment momentarily crosses his face and then he touches my cheek stroking it lightly.



You look much younger.



I move closer to him and now our legs are touching.



His hand caresses my shoulder and he looks at my groin.



I like what you re wearing …



It s just a black pouch bulging with my growing arousal and his hand roves down over my chest and belly to cup me briefly before coming to rest on my thigh watching my reaction.



I run my tongue over my lips looking at him daringly.



Can I kiss you? he says.



I lean towards him offering him my lips. My breath is coming faster and his mouth covers mine.



I slide my arm round his neck yielding to him. He takes my slender body in his arms. His body is cool and wet as I press myself against him – my skin is hot from the sun and I feel his hand stroking my back.



His hand moves down to fondle my bottom.



I part my lips to welcome his probing tongue – it hunts for mine and for a moment I evade him teasing him and then they clash together.



He kisses me wetly hungrily searchingly. The kiss lasts for a long time until at last we break apart. I stare into his eyes imploringly.



Hit me.



His palm strikes my cheek with a sound like a pistol-shot knocking my head sideways and I look at him adoringly.



Again.



This time he hits me even harder.



I love him.



He kisses me again and I wriggle against him.



Then his lips leave mine and he stares at my face stroking my cheek.



I see the effect I m having on him. My eyelashes are long almost feminine and my lips are full and pouting. He runs his finger back and forth across my mouth and I see the desire in his eyes.



Sometimes I wear lipstick I whisper. And on my nipples too.



He groans and shivers and I know that that excites him. He kisses me once more holding me close.



I feel his erect penis pressing against me.



I gently push him away and look down at him. His penis is rock-hard throbbing.



I move down and take it in my hand its length lying along my palm. It s startlingly white blue veined thick pulsing. I kiss it reverently fondling it licking it. I rub it against my cheek lovingly and kiss it again.



He pulls me up and kisses me. I push my hand between our bodies and grip his dick. I start to slowly slide my hand up and down his shaft.



Is this what you want darling? I murmur.



His answer is to hold me closer and again force his tongue into my mouth.



I rub him I fondle his testicles I rub him again.



He kisses me feverishly and I rub him faster squirming against him.



Suddenly he gasps and I feel his semen begin to spurt as I rub him frantically. He sinks his teeth into my bottom lip and I taste blood.



I keep rubbing him as his cock starts to soften. He releases me breathing heavily and looks down at himself. His thick creamy semen had spurted over his belly and chest.



Lick it off he rasps.



I eagerly begin licking him tasting him loving the feel of his skin against my tongue. Some of his semen is on my body too and I smear it over me with my hand then lick my palm staring into his eyes knowing that it excites him to watch me.



He props himself up on one elbow and runs his hand over my smooth chest and belly slips it round to caress my bottom. Then he hooks his fingers in my pouch and gently pushes it down.



I lift my hips helping him to remove it completely – I want to be naked for him defenceless.



You re beautiful he says fondling me and I flush with pleasure.



I lie back surrendering myself offering myself to him.



He kisses my body sucks my nipples bites me licks me. He returns to my nipples licking and sucking them making them stiffen tugs at them gently with his teeth.



He takes my cock in his mouth and starts sucking me.



He sucks me expertly one hand rubbing my shaft and the other lightly squeezing my balls.



I ve been on the brink of coming since he first kissed me. I try to hold back savouring what he s doing to me but then I gasp arching up to him and erupt in his mouth.



He swallows my semen urging me on with his lips and hands until my dick softens.



He takes me in his arms.



Taste yourself he says and kisses me.



I willingly lap my semen from his mouth and gradually my heartbeat slows as I rest contentedly in his embrace letting him kiss me and fondle me.



My eyes close. I m on the verge of falling asleep when suddenly he sits up.



He effortlessly lifts me across his lap as if I m weightless.



He starts to spank my naked bottom. He spanks me brutally – the pain is agonising wonderful. I sob more with pleasure than the hurt he s inflicting on me. He knows it and spanks me harder.



At last he stops and takes me in his arms again and kisses me.



I belong to him – I adore him.



He pushes his fingers in my mouth and I suck them eagerly.



After a few moments he withdraws his hand and I feel him probing my bottom.



He s preparing me.



He eases a finger in me. I gasp and push back at him wanting it deeper in me.



He smiles and a second finger follows the first.



He slides them in and out of my bottom and I try to force my muscles to relax desperate to have him inside me.



He brings his hand up to my face.



Spit he says.



I spit in the palm of his hand.



Again.



I spit once more.



I watch as he coats his penis with my saliva until it glistens wetly and then he lifts me onto all fours and kneels behind me.



I lower my head and bury it in my arms pointing my bottom up at him invitingly.



Again his fingers probe my backside opening me and then his cock nudges against me.



Gently he pushes it into me.



I gasp. At first it s painful but the pain dissolves into joy as he pushes deeper into me.



He grips my hips and starts to fuck me slowly and I force myself back against him meeting his thrusts.



His dick seems to get larger longer thicker as he penetrates me completely.



I tighten my muscles gripping him and he groans.



He braces himself with his right hand on my hip while his left strokes my back and shoulders then slides under me roaming over my chest and belly before lightly holding my rigid penis.



He starts to masturbate me as he fucks me.



I m almost delirious with pleasure. He matches his strokes his hand sliding back along my cock as he thrusts into me running his hand up my cock as he pulls back then he repeats the cycle.



I feel my excitement mounting.



He feels it too.



Not yet! he growls and slaps my bottom viciously.



The hurt is almost unbearable divine and I cry out.



He starts fucking me again but now only lightly stroking my cock.



I m lost in a world of blissful sensations – I want him to keep hurting me fucking me and rubbing me forever.



I reach back to stroke his muscular thighs loving the feel of his belly slapping against my stinging backside.



Imperceptibly he starts to speed up and once again his fingers close around my cock and he resumes rubbing me.



I think I m going to faint with pleasure.



He begins to grunt and now his cock is ramming into me.



Ten fifteen twenty thrusts – his hand is flying up and down my cock until:



Now! he hisses.



I allow myself to explode in the most intense ejaculation of my life and I scream as his semen floods into my back passage.



He fucks and rubs me mercilessly and I brace myself on my hands my body trembling uncontrollably.



My semen is still spurting and his is still pumping into me.



I sink my teeth into my arm and his fingers are digging into my flesh bruising me and still he slams his cock into me.



Then everything starts to swim before my eyes and I fall forward into a pool of my semen.



He drops on top of me turning my face towards him and then we re kissing madly.



I realise I m sobbing and he kisses my tears as his hand moves over my body comforting me until inevitably his hand returns to my limp cock.



I cry out as he finally slips out of me and he laughs softly and kisses me again.



We lie like that for a long time with him kissing and caressing me. I feel his semen trickling out of my bottom to mingle with mine on the beach towel.



Eventually my body stops shuddering and he kisses me and squeezes my flaccid penis.



Tomorrow? he whispers his lips brushing my ear.



I nod unable to speak.



He kisses me again and gets to his feet picking up his swimming trunks.



I watch him as still naked he walks down into the sea.



Tomorrow I ll wear lipstick for him.

Obedient twink pleases prison guard orally and anally

More the Merrier

It had become a regular occurrence. Roy would visit on Saturday morning if his sister did not spend the night and get his cock sucked and fuck my ass. At times it was still very exciting but all to often it seemed that we just went through the motions meeting out of habit more than anything.



With Roy s birthday coming up I asked what he would like to do hoping for something different and exciting. After some thought he asked if I would do anything he asked and I said yes short of illegal or pain. At that he told me he would let me know what he wanted on his birthday.



As the fateful day rolled around I had still not heard a word about what he wanted. That evening he called to tell me to keep Saturday open for him that he would collect his gift then. For the next two days I wondered what it was he wanted but reasoned that he would just be over to cum in my mouth and ass as usual.



Saturday morning at about 10:00 Roy showed up. As I answered the door I was surprised to see he had brought three friends with him. I had no idea what this meant but reasoned that he was passing through and would return later by himself. I invited them in and after introductions got everyone a beer. As we sat and talked I looked over Roy s friends. All were around our age one shorter than Roy one the same height but thinner and the last tall and well built. All were average looking and friendly likable everyday people.



I had stopped thinking about Roy s gift and was just enjoying the company when Roy mentioned to his friends that I was the one he had told them about. When I asked what it was he told them he just smiled and said that I was the one who sucked his cock and took it in the ass. I could feel my world come to and end. He described our get togethers with them as I sunk lower into the cushions my eyes closed face red and praying to die then and there.



As Roy described what we did I noticed that his friends were asking how much he enjoyed it how it felt how long did he last and other questions. It became apparent that they did not condemn me or Roy but rather were interested in what we were doing. Soon they were asking me what it was like to have a cock in my mouth did it hurt to get fucked did I like the taste of cum. As I got over the shock and embarrassment of the situation I slowly became involved in the conversation wondering were it was going to lead to. Soon Roy was pulling my hand to his cock letting me know that he was hard from the conversation.



After rubbing my hand over his crotch Roy unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock from his pants. We all watched as he stroked himself a few times then he put his hand behind my back and tried to bend me over towards his hard cock. The room was suddenly quiet and again I felt embarrassed yet at the same time excited. I put up a little resistance and he told me that this is what he really wanted for his birthday. I was surprised to find that I was excited that Roy wanted to have his friends watch as I blew him that they would watch me suck his cock. Grabbing his cock and stroking him I slid off the couch and down onto my knees and took his cock into my mouth. As I started moving my lips down Roy s cock the room became very quiet soon the only sound was Roy s breathing and his cock pumping in my mouth.



All the time I sucked his cock I kept thinking that when I was done I would watch someone else suck cock and got more and more excited. Roy seemed more excited than usual also and soon blurted out that he was going to cum. As his three friends looked on he blew a huge load in my mouth blast after blast of hot rich cream into my throat. I kept sucking until his cock started to soften in my mouth and the last of his cum was swallowed. As I straightened up and looked around I could see that all three of them had their pants open and were stroking hard cocks. Funny how the first thing that hit me was how their cocks fit the person.



The shortest had the smallest cock 5 and thin one like Roy s 6 but not as fat and the last about 8 and thick. As I started to get up from my knees Roy gently placed his hand on my shoulder and held me down then pushed me over towards his small friend sitting next to him. I suddenly realized that he wanted me to blow his friends not sit back and watch them. Without a second thought I moved over and swallowed his friends 5 cock and started sucking. In just a few moments I could feel his cock stiffen even more and start to pulse as he blew his load into my mouth. Again I sucked his cock until it was soft and empty before moving on to the next. He was very similar to Roy in size and felt almost familiar as I took his cock in my mouth and started swallowing it. As I slid his cock out of my mouth and dragged my tongue along the vein he started cumming filling my mouth with another load of rich hot sperm. I then turned to the 8 cock holding it in my hand and admiring it before taking the head between my lips. This cock I really loved his big spongy head running over my tongue rubbing my checks. The shaft so thick and hard on my lips as he pushed more into my mouth. I started sucking as much as I could rolling his balls in one hand and stroking him with the other. He lasted about 5 minutes before I felt his cock pulse and knew he was about to cum. I swallowed as much as I could when the first blast hit the back of my throat choking me. He came in long hard bursts like a fire hose going off in my mouth. I tried to swallow each load but for every drop down my throat another fell from my lips onto my chin and beard. Still I sucked for what seem hours until his cock softened and no more juice dripped from him and into my mouth.



I was surprised how tired I felt and hunched over for a few minutes to rest and calm down. As I rested Roy brought out a face cloth and began wiping the excess cum from my face and beard. As he cleaned me up he began to remove my shirt then my pants and underwear. His friends seem to take this as a signal and began to strip down until the five of us were naked. I noticed that Roy s cock was hard again as he produced some lube and began to lather up his cock. At this I asked him Your friends too? and he just nodded. I said OK but smallest t biggest. At that Roy said Fine but I m first.



As his friends watched on I got down on my hands and knees before Roy. He had always fucked me on my back before but I thought that this would give the best show for the others in the room. I could feel his cock slid down my ass crack until the head came to rest on my asshole. I slowly pushed back onto his cock until I felt the head enter me. I was surprised at how much longer his cock felt as he sank into me from behind and slowly started fucking me. Once buried up my ass Roy grabbed my hips and started slowly to fuck my ass for his friends. My own cock felt like an iron bar swinging with Roy s pounding into me. My ass began to heat up with the friction of his cock and I slammed back into him squeezing his cock with my ass to make him cum. Soon he buried himself as deeply as he could up my ass and I could feel his cock spasm and his hot cum began to cool down my ass. After pumping into me a few more times Roy pulled his softening cock from my ass and I could feel the cum start to drip down my legs.



His small friend quickly moved to take Roy s place kneeling behind me and driving his cock into my ass using Roy s cum as a lube. The smaller size and the big load of sperm in my ass allowed him to slide into me up to his balls easily on the first stroke. Grabbing my hips he started pounding my ass driving his 5 cock as deep into me as he could. With each stroke I could feel Roy s sperm leaking from me as he tried to replace it with his own. Sliding one hand under me he started stroking my cock as he pumped into me asking how I liked it. I started telling him to fuck me fuck my ass and fill me with his cum. As I started talking he picked up speed calling me a slut and quickly filled my used ass with his own offering of sperm.



As his cock along with a big load of cum pulled from my ass the next got into position. He did not seem in as big a hurry and rubbed the head of his cock around my ass and in the sperm before slowly sinking into me. After the last cock his seemed to stretch me more making me feel the full size of his 6 cock entering me. I pushed back into him wanting his cock buried deep in my ass. He started a slow steady rhythm in my ass and kept it up for about 10 minutes. I could feel his cock thicken and stretch as his pace quickened and knew he was getting close. I started moving back into him and squeezing my ass on his cock as he pulled out. Holding his cock deep in me he blew another load in my ass. By the time he pulled his cock from me cum was rolling down my legs cooling and thickening. My ass was beginning to feel sore by this time but all I really thought about was the size of that next cock.



He got up from his chair and stood in front of me giving me a good view of his big cock and grabbing it in his hand rubbed the head around my lips. I opened my mouth and started sucking the head as he stroked himself. He asked if I was ready for him and I said yes fuck me with that big cock. He got behind me and slowly started pushing his cock into my wet open ass. Even with the fucking I had taken I could feel my ass stretch around his thick meat. I lowered my head to the floor as he started pumping with each stroke sinking more of his cock up my ass. It wasn t long before I could feel the full length of his 8 cock moving into me opening me up even more than I already was. Once in he placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back onto his cock. I lifted up onto my arms to help him and started rocking my ass back into him taking him as deep into my ass as I could. His hot hard cock seemed to radiate heat throughout my ass as he fucked me. The smaller man then lay on the floor beside me and sliding under took my cock in his mouth. As the cock in my ass pushed me forward my cock would slide deeper into his mouth and soon the three of us were rocking back and forth in unison moaning and groaning almost in harmony. I thought that it could get no better but then Roy stepped up and offered his now hardening cock to my mouth.



Here I was having my cock sucked a huge cock fucking my ass and Roy s familiar cock pumping my mouth. I started cumming right away. As I tightened up and shot my load I could feel my ass squeeze that big cock and It started jerking in my ass. Soon he was cumming what seemed gallons up my ass and Roy was shooting his load down my throat.



We all collapsed after that and I took some time to clean up. They stayed until 6:00 that evening fucking my mouth and ass sometimes alone sometimes in teams for most of the day until they could not get hard again. Roy certainly had surprised me but I think I got the birthday present.



This was my most exciting adventure and sums up my move from straight to bi bottom. I have had other adventures some left out and some later and if the demand is there I will put them to paper also.

He bent himself over and was fucked by a faceless stranger!

Brotherly Love

Sometimes it seemed like a dream to me. Two weeks ago I’d wound up at my brother Scott’s apartment and gotten stoned and next thing I knew he was sucking my dick. All kinds of things happened from there. It was kind of a wild night. The next day however he’d all but pushed me out of his apartment. I wasn’t sure if what had happened had been my fault. Maybe I’d embarrassed him. I did know that night I’d gone through a million and one sensations having him suck me and then later on have sex with me it was the some of the most amazing feelings and one of the most intense experiences I’d ever had. I thought about it all the time and every time I let my thoughts head that way I’d inevitably get a hard on. Then feel guilty because it was my older brother I was fantasizing about.



With no explanation he showed up outside my school one lunchtime a couple of weeks later. I recognised his car and wandered over. He was leaning back against it wearing his versace jeans and a skin tight white teeshirt. He smiled at me over black ray bans and I felt an incredible sense of relief to see him but all the same when I reached him I felt shy.



“Hey ” I said. “What are you doing here?”



“Waiting for you ” he said. “Got any classes this afternoon.”



I nodded.



“Smart kid like you you can afford to cut school for one afternoon ” he said. I hesitated. It was my senior year and while I wasn’t flunking my academic record wasn’t exactly stunning. “Sure you can ” said Scott opening the door not thinking for a moment I was going to say no to him. And he was right. “I need your help with something.”



“Okay ” I said. “Sure.” I got into the car wondering what it was he had planned. I have to admit I was also wondering if things were going to get as hot as last time.



Scott slid into the drivers seat he was so good looking. We look a little alike but not much. Its like I’m some kind of smudged copy of the original. His face is angular and strong and when he smiles it lights up his face like he is planning the most outrageous mischief. And generally he is.



“You haven’t been over lately ” hesaid breaking into the silence as we pulled out onto the road.



“Been busy ” I said. He glanced at me and his eyes were laughing and I started to relax. I’d been out of my mind to think he might be weird about what happened. Scott loved weird. That’s the exact lifestyle he wishes to cultivate. “I didn’t know if you wanted me coming over.” I said being a little more honest.



“You’re my kid brother ” he said. He’d pulled up to a red light. He looked at me and his expression was serious maybe even a little sad. “That’s a truth that isn’t ever going to change. No matter what happens. I’m always going to be glad to see you. I know what its like living with Dad remember ” he grinned. Scott had been kicked out of home. No big surprise huh. “I know you need to get away from him sometimes you can come over to me any time. I’m always going to be there for you promise.”



“Okay ” I said because it wasn’t like Scott to make speeches like that and I didn’t know exactly how to respond. “So what do you want my help with?”



Usually its money. Scott has a serious drug habit. He thinks its not a problem because he’s not begging on the streets or anything like that. But he likes getting stoned. A lot. All the time. He likes the people around him to get stoned too. He’s forever borrowing money off me. My Dad would kill me if he knew I gave Scott money. Actually he would kill me if he knew I even saw Scotty. My Dad thinks he is a bad influence and dangerous. That’s what he told me once. He made me promise never to see him. But he’s my brother. What does my Dad expect.



“I’ll tell you when we get to the apartment ” said Scott. And despite everything I felt a rush of excited anticipation. We were going to his apartment I wasn’t sure what he might have planned or even if I wanted anything to happen but it had felt so good the things we’d done. I kept remembering over and over how it had felt having his lips close on my cock. How hot and warm and wet it had felt being sucked off by him. I’d been wanting to happen again and again.



When we got to his apartment it looked as though it had been trashed. Scott went straight in to the kitchen to get us beers and seemed to genuinely not notice the incredible mess he was living in. I was looking around in amazement if not a little disgust sometimes I can’t believe how Scott can live sometimes this was one of his nicer apartments. He followed my eyes.



“Oh ” he said. “Raoul split a few days ago. We had kind of a fight before he left.”



Raoul was Scott’s boyfriend. I started picking up some of the stuff they’d evidently been throwing at each other or breaking in their fight.



“What’d you fight about?” I asked.



“He found those photographs I took of you ” said Scott calmly watching me over his beer. I felt myself blushing. Although it struck me he had polaroids of a lot of boys I wasn’t sure why it was me specifically Raoul was mad about. As if he were reading my mind Scott said “He thought it was wrong because we’re brothers. I explained we’re half brothers but Raoul suddenly decided to get moralistic about it. He thinks I forced you into it or something.”



I shook my head but I didn’t look at him. He didn’t force me into it. I was curious. I was also a complete mess. I was so stoned I hardly knew what I was doing when it happened. That’s not to say I didn’t like it. I just wasn’t sure it was an experience I’d have tried sober. And it wasn’t anything I wanted to try with any other guy but Scott. I felt safe with him.



“You liked it right ” Scott was suddenly standing next to me. really close. I felt myself getting hot and bothered and it occurred to me that even though I was here and glad to see him things weren’t ever going to be the same between us. “Hey ” he gently turned my head to him so I looked at him. “You liked it I know you did.” His voice had got soft and I felt my stomach twist his hands were on my shoulders and I thought for a second he was going to kiss me. “I’ll go you one better ” he moved really close to me now and I felt myself leaning in towards him as his hands moved down my back and I could feel his breath on my neck his lips brushing my skin as he whispered in my ear “I bet you want to do it again.”



“Uh ” I stuttered trying to say I wasn’t sure but instead the only sound that came out was closer to a moan at feeling him so close . His hand made its way to my crotch and my moan changed to a sigh as he found the bulge in my jeans and caressed it.



“I can feel you do ” he whispered his hand expertly unbuttoning my jeans finding my cock. I moaned and leaned against him feeling his fingers lightly touch my cock. He played with it touching it and then not touching me making me want him my legs felt shakey and somehow with his other hand he was helping me pull my teeshirt off. I felt dizzy I’d only been in apartment two minutes and already this was happening. I’d wanted it to happen. I think. It felt so good. Oh God it felt good and even though my eyes were shut I seemed to know where his mouth was and turned towards him and felt his tongue in my mouth exploring while his experienced fingers teased and played with my cock.



He moved me towards the sofa managing to help me out of my boxers and jeans on the way. I practically collapsed on it my legs were so weak. He licked and kissed his way down my chest to my stomach. I was shaking with anticipation. I wanted so bad to feel his mouth on my cock again. I pushed his head down greedily and when he took his cock in his mouth I moaned leaned back and nothing else in the world mattered except the sensation of his mouth working my cock.



Then suddenly he stopped it nearly drove me crazy feeling him pull away like that. My eyes snapped open and I wondered what I’d done but he was smiling at me.



“Yeah you liked that ” he said. “Say it.”



I nodded I didn’t think I could talk my cock was throbbing and I wanted to pull him back over and beg him to finish the job.



“Say it “ said Scott again. He liked to do this. Make me say things. “Say you like getting your cock sucked.”



“I like it ” I whispered. “I like…”



“Say it ” said Scott. “Say you like being sucked off by me.”



“I like being sucked off ” I said but my voice shook and for a second I felt like crying which was weird because it was obvious I liked it but saying it out loud I felt like I was announcing I was gay or something.



“I knew you did ” said Scott but he didn’t start up again instead he tossed my boxers and jeans over to me and I knew he meant for me to get dressed again. I wondered if that was why he’d pulled me out of school. Just to prove that Raoul had it wrong. That was a distinct possibly.



I started to pull my boxers on I felt ashamed and sort of slutty for wanting him so much. Scott was ignoring me now he’d turned his attention to rummaging through the overturned book case. I decided to start picking up the mess around his apartment again. When I looked back at Scott it was clear he wasn’t tidying he was specifically looking for something that had been on the book case because now he was putting down a couple of lines of white powder on the back of a book. I looked away while he snorted it. Then abruptly he stalked into the bathroom slamming the door.



I carried on tidying because by now I wasn’t sure what was coming next. That had been the last of his stash. I replaced the book case and the empty box his drugs had been in. When he came out again I’d finished tidying and was sweeping up the last of the broken glass from the living room. Scott bounced out in a hyper coked up mood. He kind of grabbed me in a wrestling hold and I shook him off angrily. I was mad at him. I didn’t know what he was doing. Probably just screwing around with me out of some perverse amusement.



“There’s broken glass leave me alone ” I snapped and took the trashpan through to the kitchen to empty it. When I came back out Scott had retrieved his beer can and smiled at me looking a little sheepish. He held out my untouched beer can.



“Can I go back to school now ” I asked.



“Aw ” Scott said. “Don’t get mad. Drink your beer okay. I need to talk to you about a favour I need.”



And cleaning up his trashed apartment didn’t count as a favour. I took the can and sat down warily measuring out some distance between us. Scott watched me drink the beer and waited.



“Well ” I snapped.



“Finish your beer ” said Scott.



I wasn’t much of a beer drinker and this beer tasted weird but I drank it as fast as I could I wanted to get out of here. He was in one of his moods and I knew from experience when Scott was hurting he wasn’t happy until everybody was as unhappy and screwed up as he was.



“I’m in trouble ” said Scott. I looked up. “I owe a lot of money that I don’t have. And the guys I owe it to don’t fool around. Understand?”



“I have some money ” I said wearily. I reached for my wallet. “I can get more if you want. I have a hundred or so in the bank. I’ve been mowing lawns…”



Scott rolled his eyes. “I don’t want your lawn mowing money jeez.” His tone was just about as ungrateful as you’d expect. I scowled at him. That beer had gone straight to my head. I was feeling a little uncoordinated and I wanted to go home and wait for it to wear off. “Besides I need five hundred dollars by tomorrow. I can get a couple of hundred together myself and I need your help to get the rest.”



“How?” I went to put my beer can on the table and missed. I blinked. I wasn’t much of a drinker but I wasn’t normally that bad.



Scott came over to sit beside me. “Listen this is important. Will you help me please?”



His tone was serious not like I’d heard before. I nodded. “Whatever you want me to do ” I said.



“Seriously ” said Scott and I started. There was something in his expression. I knew he was going to ask me some big favour. “There’s this guy I’ve been telling him about you and he wants to meet you.”



“Oh no way ” I stood up Scott caught my arm and pulled me down again.

“Listen to me this is serious. I wouldn’t ask but I’m desperate. Look he’s really into the fact we’re brothers. He just wants to watch I swear and you like it anyway. Where’s the harm?”



“He wants to watch what?” I said slow on the uptake then I realised what he meant. “No way!” I said still not sure I’d got it.



“I need your help. If I don’t get this money I’m in serious trouble understand ” Scott said. “All he wants is to watch me suck your dick. You let me do it just now all that’s different is he’s going to watch.”



“Some guy is going to pay you $500 to watch you suck my dick ” I said. I blinked. I don’t know what kind of beer Scott had given me but suddenly things were a little out of focus.



“I swear that’s all he wants to do ” said Scott. “You don’t know him. He doesn’t even live in this town. Where’s the harm.” As he was saying that his hand had found its way to my crotch and he grinned. “Why Clinton if I didn’t know you better I would think that the thought of somebody watching you get your dick sucked by your big brother is turning you on.”



I pushed his hand away. He was right I was hard. But not from what he said about the guy watching. My cock just seemed to jerk into action at the mere mention of Scott sucking my cock regardless of the audience.



“Come on ” Scott whispered he moved closer to me “Do it for me ” he kissed my ear and I shivered as his hand worked its way into my jeans again. This time I didn’t push him away. “Please help me out okay.”



“Okay ” I whispered because now his fingers were squeezing my cock and the beer was hitting my blood stream all I could think about was how much I wanted to feel his mouth on me again. And in a way the idea of somebody watching us was a turn on.



Scott had timed it perfectly. Literally thirty seconds after I said okay the doorbell went and Scott jumped up to answer it after telling me to take my teeshirt off. I kept it on while he got the door. The guy who came in wasn’t what I expected at all. I guess I was imagining some sleezy looking guy. This guy looked like a bank manager. Touching fifty but in a sharp suit with some artful frosting on his hair. Scott introduced me but he gave me a different name. The guy shook my hand but he looked straight into my eyes and held my hand a little too long. It unnerved me a little.



Scott was still hyper from the coke. He was jumping around which made this guy seem all the more focused he didn’t take his eyes off me. Scott told me to take my shirt off. I hesitated and he nudged me and taking a deep breath I pulled my teeshirt. The guy was just sitting there watching me. I glanced at Scott nervously he moved closer to me and took my face in his hands. I closed my eyes. This felt exciting and bad and sickening all wrapped up together. I felt Scott kiss me lightly then gently move his tongue into my mouth. I stayed tensed up as he moved his hands over me. I tried to forget about the guy watching me but I couldn’t.



“Relax ” Scott whispered. “Pretend its Dad watching us.”



That suggestion was so shocking I nearly jumped. Scott grinned at me and I realised that was his way of injecting humour into it.



The guy told us he wanted me to stay standing and for Scott to kneel down. I felt like I was tingling from fear or sexual excitement I don’t know. The guy was perfectly calm about the whole thing like he did this kind of thing all the time. Just instructed us step by step what he wanted to see and thankfully most of it involved me just standing there while Scott did all the work. Sometimes he asked us to move so he could see something better. He kept asking Scott if we were brothers and Scott mumbled yes and he asked me to tell my brother to suck me and I managed to whisper it as I felt Scott start to unhook my belt buckle. I closed my eyes and got ready for it to start.



Scott undid my jeans roughly quickly like he couldn’t wait and nearly ripped them pulling them off. The guy wanted to see him do it that way. He wasn’t gentle or slow he pulled them off and pressed his hands on my arse and pulled me to his mouth. I stumbled forward and felt his lips close on my cock. I groaned. Even in this bizarre situation it felt good. I heard the guy murmur good and for Scott to suck me hard. I glanced at him and I could see he was unzipping his trousers playing with his cock while Scott licked my cock and sucked it. I felt his hands kneading my buttocks as his mouth worked me and I moaned. It felt so good. I could hear Scott breathing hard and the guy in the chair breathing. I moaned again. I felt so slutty and wanton and whispered to Scott to suck me suck me good.



Then suddenly I heard the guy say “Okay he’s ready.” And Scott took his mouth away. My eyes snapped open and I saw the guy had walked over and he was on his knees. Scott moved around behind me and I felt his hands on my shoulders like he was trying to reassure me but his grip was so tight he was making sure I wasn’t running.



“Its okay “he whispered. “I’m not leaving. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”



“Oh God “I whispered. My head was buzzing and I didn’t know if I could do this. My legs were shaking but Scott was holding me steady while this guy this stranger got down and took my cock. “Scott ” I whispered. I wanted him to make it stop. Scott’s hand clamped over my mouth and I felt the guy take my cock in his mouth and start to move up and down my shaft. Scott held his hand tightly over my mouth and whispered in my ear it was okay he was going to make it up to me he promised. He had his arm wrapped around me tightly in a parody of a brotherly hug but really he was holding me still for this guy to suck me and lick me and slip his finger into me like some kind of inanimate sex toy. I felt tears slip down my cheeks but Scott held me and wouldn’t let go. The guy moved his mouth up and down over my cock his finger was jammed into my arse and he was working a second finger in that started to hurt.



“I know you like this “ I heard Scott whisper “You can stop crying you wouldn’t have let this happen if you didn’t want it.”



He wasn’t strictly speaking correct. The guy seemed to drool a lot and sometimes he squeezed tight on my cock when he sucked and it hurt. The pain of having his fingers in my ass was not exactly pleasurable either but after a while I was getting used to his slobbering and Scott let his hand move from my mouth and started playing with my nipples and kissing my ear. In a way that turned me on far more than this guy sucking my cock I started to respond and I heard Scott whisper good. He turned my head towards him and kissed me and the effect was so amazing feeling Scott’s tongue in my mouth and this other guys tongue on my cock. I heard myself moan and Scott whispered for me to go ahead and cum and I thrust into the guys throat and felt my cum shoot out. Scott caught me as I went weak kneed. The guy stood up wiping his lips and for a second I felt sick at what I’d done and how it had turned me on then relief that it was over. But then I realised the guy was unbuttoning his pants and Scott was forcing me down and I heard the guy say “My turn.”



Scott pushed my head forward towards the guy’s crotch. I nearly gagged but the guys hands clamped on the back of my head and pulled me onto his cock. I felt Scott move away and heard the creak as he sat down on the sofa. The guy was groaning and moving my head over his cock faster and faster.



It didn’t feel like Scott’s. It wasn’t as big for one thing and the guy wasn’t interested in taking it slow he was just wanting me to suck him and suck hard and fast. I realised he was only semi hard but he was getting harder as he moved his cock in and out of my mouth. Then suddenly he pulled it out.

“I want to fuck him ” he said to Scott. He was still holding my head by the hair. I felt like I was some kind of slave or something and he was negotiating with Scott. I just knelt there dumbly like I didn’t know what was going on.



“That’s not what we agreed ” said Scott. I turned my head to look at him. He was sitting on the sofa. “Come here ” he said to me. I went over to him acting for all the world like the lapdog he was treating me like. “You’re not fucking him. Nobody fucks him.”



The guy smiled “I’ll give you an extra two hundred.”



“No ” said Scott. “He’s not used to it.”



“A virgin?” And I heard this curious note of excitement creep into his voice.

There was a second and then Scott said “Yeah ” I looked at him and he shrugged like even though he knew it wasn’t true nobody would know. He was probably right. I’d only been fucked once and that was by Scott. I was really hoping the guy wouldn’t make him a better offer because I didn’t think I could live with myself if Scott let this old guy fuck me.



“One hundred and you can fuck me ” said Scott lazily. I stared at him. He gave me a smile and said. “What the heck I’ve got horny watching you.” I still stared at him and he frowned like he didn’t like it. “Unless you want to Clinton.”



I shook my head but I couldn’t believe my brother was doing this for money. That he’d basically sold me to some guy for money. Scott looked away from me.



“Go into the bathroom and clean up ” he said sharply. He stood up and said to the guy they could go into the bedroom. The guy hesitated and looked at me. “You’re not fucking my brother ” said Scott.



“Okay ” said the guy with a sigh. He walked through to the bedroom.



“Scott “ I started. I wanted to say no matter how much money he owed. No matter how bad these guys were he owed it to surely it couldn’t justify what Scott was doing to himself and to me.



“Get cleaned up ” Scott said not looking at me. He got up and closed the door to the bedroom. I stayed where I was feeling dazed. I was still trying to understand what had just happened what I’d done and how I could have done it. I tried to stand and my legs were wobbly so I sat down again. Man I was a mess.



I could hear them through in the bedroom. The guy was moaning but I could also hear him telling Scott what he wanted him to do. Judging from the groans produced Scott was doing it and doing it well. I couldn’t hear anything from Scott. Then the noise changed slightly I could heard the bed creaking methodically like a metronome and this slapping noise and I knew he was fucking Scott. Scott was lying there silently as this guy moved his pathetic cock in and out getting his pleasure from him.



Suddenly I didn’t want to hear anything more. I went through to the bathroom and turned on the shower hot as I could stand and got in and stood there letting the water run over me trying to get clean again.





Part Two



I was standing there in a daze and was startled when the shower door was suddenly pulled open. Scott was standing there naked he dumped his clothes on the floor. His eyes flickered over me and for a second I wanted to cover myself but then I stopped. Part of me wanted him to look at me.



“Get out ” said Scott roughly. “I want a shower.”



I eased out past him and stood there.



“He’s gone ” said Scott. “You can go out. Get dressed. Go home. Whatever.”



He slammed the shower door and stuck his head under the water.



I wrapped a towel around me and went through to the other room. The house seemed really still and quiet. It was about mid afternoon now and I wondered if the guy had been on his lunch hour. I wondered who he was and how Scott knew him. Then I closed my eyes and tried hard not to think any more.



I heard the bathroom door shut and Scott bounded out. He was dressed and he flashed me a smile which seemed incredibly fake to me. I looked away from him and he ruffled my hair. I flinched away.



“You did good ” he said. “I know you did that for me and I appreciate it. You really saved my life little brother.”



“I’m glad for you ” my voice was shaking. “But if you hadn’t lied to me I probably wouldn’t have.”



“But you did ” said Scott with a half shrug he was counting some money and then he tossed me a fifty and chuckled. “Maurice liked you.”



I let the money stay where it was. I wanted to rip it up and shove it down his throat.



“I’m going out to see some people. You want to wait here?” Scott asked. “I’ll bring home some takeout you can stayover watch some TV I’ll drop you off home later.”



I just looked at him. He was trying to pretend everything was normal. He was trying to pretend nothing had happened. Sometimes I wondered if Scott was sane.



“Okay ” he said realising he wasn’t getting a response from me. “Whatever. See you later.”



He hurried out to pay his drug pusher or his loan shark or whoever. I didn’t care. I picked up the fifty dollar bill he’d given me and put it on the table. He could use it for the next time he ran low on coke. I didn’t want anything to do with it. Or Scott.



Except I couldn’t bring myself to leave and I was still there when he got home late evening with chinese and an air of confidence which I took to mean he had no doubt I would still be there. He slipped a DVD into the player. It was porn. But straight porn he told me like that made him a gracious host. Or else it was his idea of irony.



He dished out the chinese takeaway and instead of saying grace before eating snorted another line of coke. He choked and then asked if I wanted some.



“I don’t do drugs ” I said.



He looked at me with a grin.



“I don’t ” I said. “Except that one time and I’m never doing drugs again.”



Scott handed me a pill. “Take this. You already had one in your beer. I think you’ll like it.”



“What!” I exploded. “You put drugs in my beer?”



“Oh relax ” said Scott like I was this huge bore. “You sound as though you believe Dad that drugs are evil.”



“I don’t like what they’re doing to you ” I said and his face darkened. I scrambled away from him but he grabbed my shoulder and I yelped.



“Well Mr Clean I don’t give a good damn what you think. I happen to like how they make me feel and if you weren’t so damn scared of upsetting our father you’d be as keen to get high as I am. “ He leaned back and I moved away from him rubbing my shoulder.



“How do you know you don’t like getting high unless you try it “said Scott sniffily. He pushed the pill over to me. “Try it. I promise you you’ll like it.” He grinned. “It’ll make you horny although you don’t need drugs for that.”



“Screw you ” I snapped.



“If you want ” said Scott in a wholly inappropriate flirtatious manner. I felt like hitting him. “Are you afraid to take it? Afraid you’ll lose control? Worse than I have already seen you lose control before I mean.”



“I’m not afraid of losing control ” I said. “Drugs are just dumb.”



“You don’t know till you try it ” said Scott. “I bet a month ago if somebody said to you hey do you like having your cock sucked you’d have said no but now…” he grinned. “You’d probably still say no because you’re so damn prissy and uptight.”



“I’m not ” I mumbled.



“Prove it ” said Scott and I swear in that instant I wondered if either of us had grown up from when I was nine and he was fifteen. He still had the same effect on me and I glared at him and swallowed the pill. I figured it was just one little old pill it looked a lot like tylenol. And I knew Scott didn’t go giving away his really good drugs.



Scott smiled “Okay that’s better now you can relax and have some fun.” He nodded towards the TV set. “You’re not watching the movie.”



I turned my attention to the TV. In the movie there was a guy and two girls. I wasn’t sure how they’d got together or whether the movie even bothered to explain it but he was fucking one whose face was pushed up towards the other girls pussy and from her expression she was eating her out. I shifted uncomfortably as the scene started to get me excited then I glanced at Scott. He wasn’t watching the TV he was watching me.



“Will you quit that ” I said irritably.



“Quit what?” said Scott with a smile.



I tried to ignore him but the problem was the more turned on I was getting by the movie the more it was making me excited knowing Scott was staring right at me watching me get a hard on. He shifted a little closer to me on the sofa. I stayed right where I was but I didn’t move towards him.



“Like the movie?” he said.



“Not much plot ” I said shifting in my seat a little. The girls had swopped places now.



“You like the idea of doing it with two girls?” Scott asked. I shrugged. “Better than doing it with Maurice.”



I shot Scott a look. “I wasn’t exactly wild about the idea of doing it with old Maurice.”



Scott grinned and I smiled back in spite of the fact I was supposed to be mad at him. I couldn’t help it with Scott. “I thought you might like Maurice. Him being older and everything. You have a thing for Dad…”



“I do not ” I snapped and Scott held his hands up in apology. “You are so…” I broke off I couldn’t think of a word to describe him.



“I’m not exactly wild about old Maurice either ” said Scott. Then he slipped his hand onto my leg. “I hated seeing you with him.” I looked at him in surprise. “I didn’t think it would bother me. I thought it might even turn me on but it made me crazy seeing him go down on you.”



“Crazy how ” I asked but my voice was getting husky as Scott moved his hand up my leg.



“Jealous I guess ” said Scott. His hand had found the bulge in my jeans. “I want to keep you to myself. My secret.” He unbuttoned my jeans and I closed my eyes. I’d forgotten the movie on TV I’d forgotten everything. He was right whatever that pill was it had relaxed me and I was feeling as horny as hell now. I moved so he could get his hand around my cock and pulled my teeshirt off. He moved his hand up and down my cock I breathed hard wanting it to go on forever. He knew just how to touch me. I knew I’d forgive Scott anything for a couple of hours of this.



“I hated everything Maurice did ” I whispered. “It’s different with you.”



“You want me ” Scott whispered he kissed my lips lightly and moved me around gently and started kissing me from my neck to my chest.



“Uh huh ” I said. Although I couldn’t bring myself to say it yet. He was helping me out of my jeans and for a second it occurred to me how I couldn’t help myself around Scott. He was just so damn good I craved him like he craved his drugs. He pulled off his own teeshirt and I watched him through half closed eyes. He had such a nice body he hardly ever worked out too lazy but he had broad shoulders but a really slim waist and he was so muscular even though this time he was being so slow and gentle with me. He moved down to my groin he kissed both my hips and I groaned with wanting him. He licked the tip of my cock and I shivered he licked the length of my shaft and around my balls I shifted around to accommodate him. He knew I would do anything he wanted. He closed his mouth over my cock and I moaned loudly. Then slowly he moved his mouth up and down so slowly it was almost agonising. “Oh God ” I moaned. I thrust my hips towards his mouth but still he moved so slow his hands playing with my balls flicking my nipples. My body seemed so alive whereever he touched it I seemed to tingle with excitement.



He moved my legs apart and licked me his tongue flicking my anus. I moaned low and animal like he licked around the rim of my anus his tongue probing me. I writhed as he gave me such pleasure the kind of sensation I couldn’t even start to imagine. Then his mouth found my cock again. He played with it with his tongue and teeth and everything was slow so agonisingly pleasurably slow. I have no idea how long he went on rousing me to frenzied pleasure stopping then starting again until I was just moaning conscious of nothing else but the heat and the desire and the need to reach that peak.



He found my lips and I clutched at him my tongue exploring his mouth.



“You are so hot ” he whispered. “God you get so excited.”



“Do it to me Scott ” I whispered back. He worked a finger into my arsehole and I moaned and pressed against him. The first time I had been so scared when he fucked me I’d loved getting head but he’d whipped up some kind of desire in me that I wanted him to do everything to me. Anything he wanted.



“Come into my bed ” he whispered urgently he tugged at my arm and half pushed me through to the bedroom. I fell onto the bed and I watched while he stood at the foot of it. He was still half dressed and I sucked in my breath as he went to unzip his jeans. I wanted his cock so badly. I was panting with excitement. Scott smiled at me.



“You want it ” he said teasing me.



“Yes ” I gasped. “Please.”



“You want me to fuck you?” he said. “Say it.”



“Please ” I moaned. “Fuck me Scott please do it to me. I want to cum. Make me cum.”



He was watching me with a funny expression. “When Dad kicked me out of home you know he said I couldn’t stay there with you living there. Like I’d corrupt you or something. And look at you. You’re begging me for it. You let some complete stranger suck your cock till you came.” I opened my eyes. I was confused. He sounded like he was angry at me. “You’re a bigger slut than I ever was. You’re begging me to fuck you.”



I sat up uncertain of what this was supposed to prove. He sounded so angry.



“You want to go?” he said. He’d unzipped his jeans but not taken them off.



“What have I done?” I said my voice shook. “You sound like you hate me or something.”



He looked away from me.



I swung my legs over the side of the bed. “Do you want me to go or something?” I wasn’t sure if this was some kind of game for him. It hurt. It really hurt the way his mood changed without warning. I knew that was just how he was but he’d never been mean to me before. I looked away from him. I was embarrassed suddenly. He was right I was like some slut begging my own brother to fuck me. I went to stand up and he caught me in his arms and made me sit down again.

“Shut up ” he whispered. He kissed me and I started to relax a little he kicked off his jeans and we moved under the covers.



He guided my head down to his groin and I took his cock in my mouth. He lay still as I moved my mouth over him. He was breathing hard but not moaning occasionally he would reach down and stroke my head. He was rock hard and so big. At that moment I loved his cock I wanted it with everything I had in me. Gently he pulled me up and kissed me again. I didn’t remember we kissed that much the last time or that he was so gentle with me. He stroked my hair back off my face.



“I’m sorry ” he whispered. “For today. What I made you do.” He kissed my forehead. “Raoul said I was a total shit and he was right.”



“Don’t talk about him ” I said. I pressed my hard cock against him and he stroked it with his hand. I closed my eyes I heard him lean over and get something out of the drawer. I shivered. Condoms? KY jelly? I felt something cold on my cock and he was rubbing something around my arsehole and slipping his slippery fingers inside my rectum. Dizzy with desire I went to turn over but he held me where I was and whispered to me to move my legs apart he leaned over me and pressed his cock against me I gasped at feeling the pressure he moved me slightly to the position he wanted. I breathed nervously he guided his cock towards my anus I closed my eyes and then winced as I felt him try to enter me he pulled my legs up over his shoulder I gasped nervously he withdrew and whispered to me to relax. I took a deep breath he pushed his cock towards me again I tried to relax as he probed me I felt it slip in a few inches and it hurt almost as much as it did the first time.



“I’ll take it slow ” I heard him whisper. “I’m not going to hurt you.”



He lay still a few seconds then pushed against me again. I gasped at the pressure and he stopped. “You’re so tight “he whispered to me. “God you feel great.” He pushed again and I tried to push towards hiim he slipped in further and he moaned a little. It excited me to hear that I pushed against him and he shoved himself inside me further. I winced. “God you feel so nice ” he whispered. “I want to be inside you. Right inside you.” I groaned and he pushed hard against me I felt him slide in and I tried not to yelp or cry out I gritted my teeth. “It won’t hurt for long ” he whispered “I’m almost all the way in.” He pushed again and this time I did cry out because he pushed hard until his cock was all the way in. He looked down at me panting and stayed still letting me get used to feeling him in me. Then he began to move it in and out. I closed my eyes listening to the hiss of his breath and the slapping sound our bodies made he was fucking me slowly pulling almost all the way out then slowly pushing back in. Every once in a while he’d sigh or groan or whisper to me that I felt so good. I tried to match his rhythm and I could tell he liked it he quickened the pace a little I was so hot I could see he was glistening with sweat to as he grunted and worked above me.



“Fuck me ” he groaned. “Oh God fuck me kid.” He was thrusting into me faster and faster and harder and harder. The pain was gone forgotten it was like fire I wanted him hitting against me I moved with him moaning his name and telling him to fuck me hard I could feel the pressure of his body against my cock I came and I could feel my cum oiling us. I cried out when I came and I felt him bite my neck then he started to groan louder and louder and he was hitting at me so hard with his cock and calling out my name I tensed up feeling he was about to cum his cock was so hard inside me. “OH GOD “he yelled and gripped my shoulders tight forcing himself in as far as he could I could see him straining. “GOD FUCK You’re making me cum ” He moaned. “Jesus “ he lunged at me and I felt him cum as he cried out and fell against me hot sweaty.



He lay there nearly a minute like a dead weight. I was panting and stroking his smooth sweaty back. Then I felt him kiss my neck briefly and roll over off me.



“Wow ” he said. I curled up next to him suddenly nervous about touching him I wanted to put my arm across him and hug him but I wasn’t sure if he was going to turn on me again. “That was so good” He lolled his head to look at me and smiled this tired smile and squeezed my shoulder. “God I wanted to do that so bad when Maurice had you sucking his cock I just wanted to grab you and fuck you then tell Maurice to get out you were mine…” his voice trailed off. “Jesus that was nice.”



I put my arm across him tentatively and he surprised me by snuggling closer to me.



“You’ve worn me out ” he said drowsily. “God all that coke and you’ve still exhausted me.” He grinned but his eyelids were fluttering. I kissed his shoulder quickly. He closed his eyes and I watched him fall asleep feeling warm and exhausted.



I woke with a start a few hours later. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. His face was in his hands.



“What is it?” I whispered.



He shook his head.



I sat up and touched his shoulder. He shook my hand off. “Scott?”



“I should get you home. Its late. I don’t want Dad asking questions about where you’ve been ” he said flatly.



“Can I stay?” I asked.



He looked at me and I saw his eyes were shiny like he’d been crying or was about to.



“What is it?” I asked.



“Did you want this to happen?” he asked. I looked at him unsure of what he meant. “Look I got you over here. I made you go through that thing with Maurice. Then this…” he trailed off. “God is this what you want? Have I just confused you so completely you don’t know what the hell you’re doing?”



“No ” I said weakly. “I know what I’m doing.”

“Do you think I wanted you?” he asked looking straight at me. “I mean do you think I set out to seduce you because I’d been wanting you all this time?”



“I don’t know ” I said but I was feeling he was leading up to something and I was dreading hearing it.



He laughed. “I don’t want to hurt you. I mean..” He stopped. “I wanted to hurt you. I wanted to hurt Dad. He thinks you’re this innocent. This perfect kid… shit ” he broke off.



“You want me to go?” I said my voice was shaking. “You didn’t want me to…” I blinked I was confused. I didn’t’ know what he wanted from me.



“No yes. I mean. Don’t look like that okay ” he reached out and pushed my hair back. I wanted to pull away from him but I didn’t. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m sorry. I don’t know what I’m doing.”



I started to get up. “I’ll go ” I said. I felt like crying. I was starting to understand some of this. It was just sex to Scott. Everything was just sex. Which was fine. I think that’s all it was to me. It was just that afterwards he wanted me out of his sight. He felt nothing.



“Don’t go ” he said. He wouldn’t look at me. “Stay tonight. Okay. I don’t know if we’ll do this again. So stay. This time.” He sighed. “You let Maurice do all that stuff to you for me I know that. And it wasn’t because of you know you wanted me to give you a blow job afterwards or.. I know you did it for me.”



“You’re my brother ” I said. Scott shrugged. “I want to go home.”



“I’ll drive ” said Scott. “Its too late for you to walk home.”



“I don’t want you to drive me ” I said I was starting to pull on my clothes quickly as I could. I wanted to get out of there. I wanted to get home and pretend like none of this had happened. “I don’t want you doing anything for me. You hear?” I raised my voice and Scott jumped.



I pulled on my teeshirt and hurried out. I paused by the door but he didn’t come after me.