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The Beach

Hobe Sound



Mid-south Florida in the fall of 1983. I was working just South of Ft. Pierce and had been told of a nude beach 10 to 15 miles further south. I decided to check it out the idea of being nude in the outdoors had always intrigued me. I had already been in Florida for a week and had the makings of a pretty decent tan but the idea of losing the tan lines really inspired me.



I found the beach per directions provided by someone who knew where it was. It was much better than the beach at the hotel at which I stayed even if it was a half-hour away. My first visit was relatively uneventful but had me hooked on being naked on a beach (or for that matter anywhere that I could get away with it!). I just concentrated on losing the tanline.



The second time three people a guy and two girls chose a spot about forty yards away and eventually I was invited to join them. One of the girls was a stripper the other a waitress at the same club. I enjoyed having someone to talk too but they left an hour or so after I had joined them. They had to get ready for work. I stayed about an hour longer and then left myself.



A week later my whole body was a bronze tan. My butt and groin were quickly catching up with the rest of my body. I had a favorite spot where there was a wind-break/sand fence that angled northward to the beach. There was a large flat area behind it that offered privacy from the water s edge being about six feet above water level most of the time I was there. The wind-break/sand fence served several purposes two of which were to slow the beach sand from claiming the woodland at the beaches edge and to shield you from naked eye view from the public beach area a quarter mile distances to the south. If you stood people could see you but at that distance without aid (binoculars or such they could not tell that you were nude. Because of the curvature of the beach you could spot anyone coming your way long before they go to you. There was a sign warning against public nudity but usually if you covered when someone was near nothing was said. The beach was a sea turtle sanctuary and usually patrolled about twice a day by Park Rangers riding four-wheelers.



1)



I was laying about fifteen feet behind and from the beach end of the fence when I first saw him maybe forty yards away walking quickly up the beach. As he passed the end of the fence he saw me and came closer asking me the time. I checked my watch in my bag and told him the time. I was lying on my stomach at the time. He said Thank you and started up the beach then turned to ask if I had seen anyone going up the beach. I told him that I had not but that I had not always been watching the beach all of the time. He turned again continuing to walk up the beach. I checked every few minutes and watched as he walked around the next outward bend out of sight.



Some time later I saw him again as he rounded the bend on his way back down the beach. It had been about forty-five minutes since he had first passed when he stopped by again to ask if I had seen anyone.



No I haven t… except for you I said as I rolled to my back so that I wouldn t have to crane my neck back to look up at him. I should probably mention that although Ed as I learned his name was was wearing a swimsuit I was not. As he had already seen my naked butt and not said anything I did not bother to try to cover myself as I usually did if someone clothed approached. After I had rolled over Ed asked if I would mind if he sat for a while to wait to see if his friend showed up.



No I don t mind. I ve been here several hours and not spoken to anyone… but you.



He sat on the sand several feet away and we chatted for a few minutes about the beach and his friend whom he was supposed to meet here.



You ve got a nice tan and a great body. Do you workout he asked.



Only at work I said.



He scooted closer in the sand nearer my towel during the next minutes of conversation. Soon he reached out and fondled my flaccid dick. Does that bother you?



Not if it doesn t bother you I answered my dick becoming firmer with his manipulations. As I became half-erect Ed looked both ways on the beach then rocked forward on his knees. Leaning over my body he took my cock into his mouth. I was rock hard in less than a minute.



Raising his head and making eye contact he said Would you want to move back a little farther into the woods off of the beach? I m afraid someone might see us here.



Yeah…sure that might be a good idea. I put some loose items into my bag then grabbing it and my towel went twenty or so yards back into the woods and brush. I found a mostly secluded spot where I laid my towel then myself down.



Ed went to his knees sucking my still partially erect cock back into his mouth. After several minutes my ass was getting jealous.



I said to him Do you think that your cock would fit in my ass.



You want me to fuck you? he asked.



Would you like to fuck my almost virgin ass?



Yes I d like that! I don t know if it will or not but we can find out soon enough if you want me too?



I don t think that I d have mentioned it if I didn t. I responded.



Ed stood up and removed his swimsuit revealing a six-inch cock with a large purplish mushroomed head and large hairy balls surrounded by dark pubic hair. He had a wooden cock ring around his cock and balls. I rolled over and raised to my hands and knees. He positioned himself at the end of the towel and using oil from my bag lubricated my ass and his dick. He tried to penetrate my ready and willing ass but his cock-head was like a huge mushroom. It felt like he was trying to push the small end of a baseball bat in my ass. I mean…I guess I was a little tense at first. I tried to relax but it was taking some time. Just as I felt my ass muscles loosen he was so excited that he blew his wad! He had not penetrated even the outer ring of my anus. His cum was hot as it splattered on my asshole and flowed down the crevice of my buttocks to drip from my balls onto the towel.



He sat on his bent knees with his hands on his hips I m sorry. I was just too excited by your gorgeous body. That doesn t usually happen to me he apologized.



That s O.K. don t be concerned. Can I try to fuck you. I said.



No I want you in my mouth. I want you to cum in my mouth he repeated himself.



Shortly thereafter I was and I did! So hard in fact that my knees buckled. Ed swallowed every drop then licked my cock and balls clean



Ed thanked me and said that he hoped to see me again another time but that he had to leave now.



As he pulled his swimsuit back on tucking his deflated cock in I told him I m here almost every day about the same time and usually until the sun has gone from the beach.



Ed smiled Then maybe I will see you again turning to walk away.



Maybe I said smiling as I thought about the next time I would come to the beach.

Poolside fun with these two gay boys.

Wolves

My mouth is red and sticky with blood.



No not blood. Lipstick crimson and wet a moist warm gash. The illusion vanishes and I ache.



This is why I never wear red lipstick. My mouth in the tiny compact mirror hurts me plagues me with memories that never happened makes a phantom flavor burn upon my tongue–a flavor that I am all too familiar with but tasted in another time another form that should have existed and does not.



I set the mirror aside and put my mouth to my wrist lick at the blood trickling down my skin probe my tongue at the clean metal-tasting edges of the freshly-slashed wound. He watches me dark eyes hungry and I put my teeth to his throat.



He growls and threads his blood-sticky fingers through my already-tangled hair the sharpened tips of his painted and ichor-caked nails catching in the soft ebon strands and tugging at them painfully. I give him a swift sharp animalistic nip of retaliation and then my nails are stroking his jugular my canines are at the soft flesh of his neck sinking deep into yielding muscle and releasing a corrupted fountain upon my tongue the flavor of dark life and something dank and mouldering and sweetly warmly rotting.



We grapple at each other hungrily and he twists around me and we snap at each other like rabid dogs lips parted my nerve and bone canines to his prosthetics the sweet wet flavor of our mouths running down our chins flowing between our mouths staining our skin with diluted pink and making delicious-smelling wet clumps in our loose-streaming hair. Blood from my wrist smears his chest like the meaty gore of dying and I tear away from lapping at his jaw and attack the fresh scarlet with a snarl flavors mingle my essence and his skin and our hot man-animal scents all running together into one obscene font of night-bound bloodlust.



A fresh wound blossoms upon my neck like a gaping mouth vomiting blood and crushed rose petals the pain is hot glowing but razor-edged porcelain is cold and wet upon my raw exposed nerves as he savages me. Our naked bodies coil like those of wanton serpents like those of whippet-thin supple and thrashing wolves of emaciated inhumanity. We are wild growling beasts who have forgotten their human natures and know only the desire to tear and rend claws aching to rake aside barriers of flesh to find truth of being in the soft pinkness of exposed glistening entrails. When he snaps at my fingers I howl and snarl and slash my talons at his heart but he bites them over and over again gnawing like a mountain cat with a flesh-trailing cracking bone sucking at my bloody skin.



I see crimson nothing but crimson and his eyes glow with it as we stare each other down feral smiles of wetly gleaming bestiality a challenge a promise of death I imagine his flesh peeling and exploding away in ribbons laced with scarlet. We could hunt like this yes–hunt and kill together falling with our sibilant hisses upon our victims and kissing the breath the blood the terror the life from their throats with our teeth and feeding as we are meant to feeding as we need to to quench the hurtful burning acidic hunger that grows stronger every night.



Adrien…. he hisses gleefully sanguine fluid trickling from one corner of his beautiful pink-and-tan mouth his clenched-teeth grin like a Death s-head and my mind is so fogged with the blood-madness that I barely recognize the crackling syllables of my own name I am Adrien no longer but some thing without a name brother and lover and father and twin to this depraved creature before me. He is the most exquisite thing that I have ever seen with his dark brown hair disarrayed aesthetically and sweeping his scarlet-streaked shoulders and his wild wild eyes tinged with the same demon-red that drips from his white white canines and paints his soft soft lips. The blood that trickles and courses over his slashed and clawed and gnawed skin of velvety naked mocha makes me hungrier hungrier than even the pulsing pinkness of exposed flesh and I want to fall on him again want to be his victim want him to be mine.



Then we are upon each other once more gripping and snapping and growling biting and licking and sucking and joining and screaming with each lance of ecstatic thrusting rhythmic pain blood and human salt mingling into the most perfect flavor of all settling warm in our bellies until finally we fall still. Placated we are yes…..but sated satisfied we will never be not until we can hunt can tear and rend and rip can kill–and even as we settle into drifting cloying silence we still trail our fingers in the spatters of crimson and white and mixed-pink and lick them from our skin picking at the edges of a hunger that will never go away.



As we drift into sleep my mouth is red and sticky with blood.

in the soft ebon strands and tugging at them painfully. I give him a swift sharp animalistic nip of retaliation and then my nails are stroking his jugular my canines are at the soft flesh of his neck sinking deep into yielding muscle and releasing a corrupted fountain upon my tongue the flavor of dark life and something dank and mouldering and sweetly warmly rotting.



We grapple at each other hungrily and he twists around me and we snap at each other like rabid dogs lips parted my nerve and bone canines to his prosthetics the sweet wet flavor of our mouths running down our chins flowing between our mouths staining our skin with diluted pink and making delicious-smelling wet clumps in our loose-streaming hair. Blood from my wrist smears his chest like the meaty gore of dying and I tear away from lapping at his jaw and attack the fresh scarlet with a snarl flavors mingle my essence and his skin and our hot man-animal scents all running together into one obscene font of night-bound bloodlust.



A fresh wound blossoms upon my neck like a gaping mouth vomiting blood and crushed rose petals the pain is hot glowing but razor-edged porcelain is cold and wet upon my raw exposed nerves as he savages me. Our naked bodies coil like those of wanton serpents like those of whippet-thin supple and thrashing wolves of emaciated inhumanity. We are wild growling beasts who have forgotten their human natures and know only the desire to tear and rend claws aching to rake aside barriers of flesh to find truth of being in the soft pinkness of exposed glistening entrails. When he snaps at my fingers I howl and snarl and slash my talons at his heart but he bites them over and over again gnawing like a mountain cat with a flesh-trailing cracking bone sucking at my bloody skin.



I see crimson nothing but crimson and his eyes glow with it as we stare each other down feral smiles of wetly gleaming bestiality a challenge a promise of death I imagine his flesh peeling and exploding away in ribbons laced with scarlet. We could hunt like this yes–hunt and kill together falling with our sibilant hisses upon our victims and kissing the breath the blood the terror the life from their throats with our teeth and feeding as we are meant to feeding as we need to to quench the hurtful burning acidic hunger that grows stronger every night.



Adrien…. he hisses gleefully sanguine fluid trickling from one corner of his beautiful pink-and-tan mouth his clenched-teeth grin like a Death s-head and my mind is so fogged with the blood-madness that I barely recognize the crackling syllables of my own name I am Adrien no longer but some thing without a name brother and lover and father and twin to this depraved creature before me. He is the most exquisite thing that I have ever seen with his dark brown hair disarrayed aesthetically and sweeping his scarlet-streaked shoulders and his wild wild eyes tinged with the same demon-red that drips from his white white canines and paints his soft soft lips. The blood that trickles and courses over his slashed and clawed and gnawed skin of velvety naked mocha makes me hungrier hungrier than even the pulsing pinkness of exposed flesh and I want to fall on him again want to be his victim want him to be mine.



Then we are upon each other once more gripping and snapping and growling biting and licking and sucking and joining and screaming with each lance of ecstatic thrusting rhythmic pain blood and human salt mingling into the most perfect flavor of all settling warm in our bellies until finally we fall still. Placated we are yes…..but sated satisfied we will never be not until we can hunt can tear and rend and rip can kill–and even as we settle into drifting cloying silence we still trail our fingers in the spatters of crimson and white and mixed-pink and lick them from our skin picking at the edges of a hunger that will never go away.



As we drift into sleep my mouth is red and sticky with blood.

As soon as this twink finished his second glass, he became eager to accept everything this world has to offer, for example a 13-inch piece o…

Not So Straight

When I was at college I shared an apartment with Bob and Simon. We each had our own room so I was a little surprised when I saw Bob coming out of Simon s room early one morning. He didn t see me and I was dying to know what he was doing in there.



I secretly fancied both of them. They were as different as chalk and cheese but both as sexy as fuck. Bob was slender and delicate looking with bright red hair and alabaster skin. Simon was big and buff and blonde. I guess you could say he was a real jock and he was on a sports scholarship. He was always talking about women and pussy so I just assumed he was what he made himself out to be.



I knew that Bob dated girls so I had hidden my desperate lust for him. He was real shy and I had never seen him naked. Simon often walked around naked and the sight of his big tight ass always sent me hurrying into the toilet to have a big fat wank. Often times I would have to pump out two or three loads before I could get over the lust that he stirred up. I d even seen him with a hardon once. It was a little under five inches long but incredibly fat like a salami. He had large smooth balls that hung in a tight pouch under his circumcised cock.



The next day we all went out for a meal and had a bit to drink. We were all a bit tipsy when we got home and I noticed that Simon and Bob were a bit free with their hands touching each other every now and then.



How long have you two been going together? I asked.



They both blushed.



We re not going together. Simon replied. We just like messing about now and then.



Charming. I snapped.



I take it you disapprove. Bob said.



No. I m just jealous. I replied. I m the one who is gay and you two claim to be straight and yet I m not getting any action while you two are!



Come here. Simon said and gestured for me to come and sit next to him on the sofa.



The moment I sat down his arms went around my shoulder and he started kissing me. I don t know where he learned to kiss like that but he must have had a mighty good teacher. I could feel a sexual heat creep across my neck and chest as I melted in his arms. His big strong hand started stroking my belly and chest. My nipples were soon rock hard. And then I felt a second hand slide under my shirt. I just about jumped out of my skin as Bob s fingers made contact with my flesh. He gently tweaked my nipples and sent waves of pleasure racing around my body.



Simon started tugging at my belt buckle. I raised my hips as he dragged my jeans off. My seven inch cock was poking into my belly when he grabbed hold of it. His warm hand closed around my throbbing tool and I just about lost my load. He slowly jacked my cock as he continued to kiss me. Bob meanwhile had moved down to sucking my nipples. I had no idea that a body could receive so much pleasure. But the best was yet to come.



A warm mouth closed around my cock head and started to take me in. I would have cried out in delight if it were not for the fact that Simon had his tongue buried down my throat. As Bob ate my cock Simon took over his role of teasing my nipples. He was much more rough than Bob had been really crushing them between thumb and forefinger. I felt really confused as it was both painful and pleasurable at the same time.



In fact it was too much for me. My body went rigid and my mind went blank as my cock started pumping off inside Bob s mouth. He came off me as I broke off my embrace with Simon. I watched as the horny pair shared my spunk between them before getting down to a really hot fuck.



The sight of Simon s big smooth ass clenching and unclenching as he nailed Bob s ass was just the horniest thing I had ever seen. Despite dropping a load just a few minutes previously I was soon hard again. This time I took it slow as I worked my hand over my raging hardon.



Ooh yes fuck me hard! Bob growled.



I went and knelt close to the horny pair so I could watch Simon s slippery cock slide into Bob s wanting ass. Simon winked at me and pulled his cock all the way out before plunging back in again. Bob gasped and begged for more so Simon repeated the stroke over and over. Each time he withdrew I caught site of his swollen blood red cock head. I knew he was close.



I put my finger in Simon s mouth and he sucked on it greedily. The feel of his warm tongue wrapped around my finger was out of this world. The only sound was my heavy breathing and Bob s fucked loose asslips as they received Simon s throbber. I increased the tempo of my stroking and felt my chest get tight.



My balls drew up close to my prick and I knew the end was close. My fist flew up and down my dick as orgasm started to send my pleasure receptors into overdrive. But the harder I stroked the more my orgasm seemed to be eluding me. On and on I whacked my by now aching rod. And then I got an idea.



I got behind Simon and spat into my hand. I slicked up my cockhead and pressed it against his bung hole. The moment my cock head entered that warm tight chamber I knew it had done the trick. Seconds later I felt close to passing out as another heavy load of cum gushed out of my cock and into his ass.



I felt Simon clench his assring around my cock as I tried to ease it out of him. Fortunately I stayed hard as he milked my spent pole and rode it to orgasm. His loud grunt was followed seconds later by Bob s ecstatic cries. We all collapsed in a heap and drifted off to sleep.



END



Copyright 2003 Daniel Blue

Cute skinny guy giving head and getting fucked by an interracial gay couple in their old minivan

Watching Mike & John

How could I not have followed them? My curiosity got the better of me.



I was by myself in the restaurant. The day had not gone well personally or business-wise. Aside from Ben being out of town I had lost a long-time client. The end of the day finally arrived and here I was intending to drown my sorrows in red wine and pasta. Comfort food never fails does it?



I hoped not I thought as I took my first sip of wine. I sat back letting the sweet burn wend its way through me spreading familiar warmth. Closing my eyes I thought of another heat I was yearning for. My hand opened and closed against the stem of my glass as I drifted toward thoughts of kneeling in front of Ben. I sighed as I touched his hardening cock fingers rolling against the head mouth hovering over it warm breath mingling with his simmering passion.



Excuse me. Are you all right?



I opened my eyes not quite sure I wasn t in front of Ben. Yes I murmured. Just trying to forget a bad day.



My waiter gave me sympathetic look. Are you ready to order or should I come back?



I m ready. My meal never varied here. I ll have an order of crostini a small bowl of wedding soup and the baked mostaciolli. Like I said comfort food.



The waiter smiled his approval and left. Picking up my glass I looked around the room as I took another swallow. I noticed them right away – two couples sitting three tables over. The women were beautiful a blonde and brunette the men were handsome. And the four of them looked like they didn t have a care in the world.



Envying them their mood I tried to remember what that feeling was like. Was I that jaded I wondered?



I watched as the waiter brought them wine. Was it my imagination or did I have the pairing wrong? I could have sworn that the men had just exchanged a quick touch as they both tried to pick up the bottle at the same time. My interest was peaked now the bad day forgotten.



It was apparent that they were all friends perhaps lovers. The women seemed at ease their amusing talk making the men smile. Wait I thought. They were smiling but not necessarily at what the women were saying. Seeing their soft glances toward each other I thought I knew exactly what was going on. Ben and I exchange that same look when we have lust on our minds. My heart quickened amazed at the electricity I saw flowing between them.



The waiter came over hot crostini with its smell of oregano and garlic now on the table. The scent mingled with my building arousal. Suddenly food was the last thing on my mind. I was feeding off the emotions that were crossing between these two men. I picked up my glass and drank more wine trying to hear some of their conversation. Finally I was able to put names to the men: Mike was the dark haired one. John had the light brown hair.



Excuse me Sir. You have a phone call. You can take it in the manager s office the waiter said



I watched Mike excuse himself. The blonde woman touched his arm as he leaned down and whispered something in her ear. A few minutes later I heard the brunette excuse herself. I ll be right back. I have to go to the ladies room.



I took a bite of crostini wondering again if I had it all wrong. Maybe the brunette and Mike were having an affair. I ll admit I was getting confused and couldn t tell if it was just my imagination reality or a combination of both with too much wine thrown in.



The waiter put a bowl of soup in front of me. Your pasta will be out shortly. He took the liberty of re-filling my glass as he spoke. Great I thought. Let s just add to my confusion shall we?



I had just picked up the spoon hoping some food would take away the heady effects when John stood up. I ll be back in a minute.



John took a step then held out the chair for the brunette who was coming back. I ll be back in a minute or two Karin. He kissed her cheek and headed in the direction of the men s room. Karin sat down and the two women talked while looking at menus and drinking wine.



I picked up my glass but was suddenly overcome with an intense curiosity. Was there something going on? And if so who was doing what to whom? I had to find out. I stood up just as the waiter was bringing my pasta to the table. “I’ll be back in a minute ” I said as he put the plate down then re-filled my glass for the third time.



All I could think about was the electricity that had flashed between Mike and John. I quickly walked toward the ladies room feeling nervous excited and spyish. As I got to the hallway I took a step back. Mike was walking toward the front door John fairly close behind. They had no idea that I was following them from what I felt was a safe distance.



Distance is right I thought as I stood looking at the parking lot. For a minute it looked like I had lost them. I walked a little further being careful to stay in the shadows of the trees against the building. Then I saw them. Mike was leaning against a car arms in the air as if he were hanging from chains. John stood close unbuttoning Mikes shirt. I heard no words exchanged but I saw and felt their passion. John moved his mouth along the skin bared by each button being undone. Mike moved his hands to John’s shoulders and I saw his eyes close as sensations visibly touched him. I closed my eyes too and felt John s mouth on my chest making my nipples hard. But I didn t want to imagine anything. I wanted to watch these two men make love.



I opened my eyes in time to see John take a nipple in each hand pulling and softly stoking the fire in Mike s cock. Still Mike stood against that car his clenched fingers on John’s shoulders the only sign I could see of his passion. .



John kissed Mike his body hiding what he was doing with his hands. I heard the zipper and saw soft skin before his head moved down to take Mike in his mouth. I saw Mike trembling and I was quivering right along with him. I imagined what it would feel like standing against a car. I closed my eyes and saw an open blouse breasts bare to the moonlight and another woman’s touch.



I moved my hands down glided them up my thighs as I spread my legs. My pussy was hot the heat almost unbearable. My panties were moist as I slid a finger under the elastic and touched my clit. Sighing softly I felt my tension double as I watched Mike and John. John s head was moving up and down his fingers still teasing Mike s nipples. Their gasps of pleasure only increased my own near-silent moans.



I rolled my clit under my thumb matching John s movements against Mike s cock. I felt in tune with both of them as they shared their secret moment. I watched their passion unfold heard their lovemaking sounds. It fueled my arousal. I saw thighs tremble against cheeks. John s hands moved from nipples to ass as he ground his face into Mike s crotch. My arousal matched theirs as the two of them took pleasure from each other and unknowingly let some of it fall toward me.



I heard Mike groan saw John pull him closer. I watched as one man swallowed another man’s come. Closing my eyes I imagined Ben licking my juice as I came with Mike…



At that moment headlights from a car startled us. Quickly Mike moved his hands from John’s shoulders as he buttoned his shirt. John stood up kissed Mike on the cheek and quickly walked back into the restaurant.



I was still standing behind the tree as John walked past his face flushed with pleasure. Mike followed a few minutes later. He looked relaxed and happy much the way Ben says I do after we ve made love.



I stood there for a few minutes still excited by what I had witnessed. Their intensity overpowered me. I wanted more. I wanted to see more. Yet I wasn t even sure what had given me the courage to follow and watch in the first place. I was still hot and didn t know how to deal with it. I didn t know if I could go back into that restaurant and act like nothing had happened. But I had to. I was still caught up in the curiosity of it all.



I managed to walk in and sit down. Maybe it was the thought of the wine waiting for me. I really believe it was the chance to see how Mike and John acted as they sat at their table. The fact is I was able to sit down without giving anything away. I found my pasta and the wine waiting for me.



It took me a while to be able to look toward their table. I was afraid someone would notice a difference in me. But I overcame the fear and saw four people having a good time. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Yet I saw something that made my body tremble. It wasn t the fleeting sensual smile that Mike and John exchanged. It was the wink and smile the brunette gave me.



I went home and used my vibrator. I closed my eyes and felt Mike s excitement. I opened my eyes and felt that wink.



Copyright by Megan Murphy August 2001. This story may not be distributed or copied without the express permission from the author. All comments are welcomed.

Dirty boy Lance strokes his cock poolside

Hot Fireman

I know it s wrong to wish your house would catch fire but when you lived next door to a hunky fireman like I did sometimes I just couldn t help it. As I watched him mow his lawn from my bedroom window it was all I could do not to light up a match and force him to come up and rescue me. I could see sweat covering his smooth pecs. The muscles in his back flexed as he pushed the mower across his lawn. I laid back and undid my pants pulled them down to my waist thankful that there was no one home to interrupt me.



I lay back on my bed and began to stroke my eight-inch cock. The thought of him shirtless pushing his mower had me so excited pre cum was flowing freely from the slit of my cock. I laid my head back and gave in to my urges completely unaware of the show I was putting on for the neighborhood. The sound of the doorbell brought me back to reality and quickly I zipped up and made my way downstairs to answer the door.



I opened the door to find Robert my neighbor standing there in all his sweaty glory. I had never been so close to him. Even though my family moved in three years ago we d never really spoken. My eyes traveled all over his body from his dazzling green eyes down to the treasure trails that took me down to his bulge.



Hi there I m Robert he said. The sound of his voice stirred something deep inside me and I found myself leaning closer to him. Listen I seem to have locked myself out and my girlfriend is at work. My heart dropped at the sound of the word girlfriend. I had seen her walking around like she owned the place although to be honest she wasn t all that pretty. I was wondering if I could use your phone? he asked.



Of course please come in I said stepping to the side. I handed him the phone and headed to the kitchen in order to give him some privacy. I couldn t help but overhear him talking to his girlfriend whom apparently wouldn t be able to get off work to help him out. I heard him hang the phone and then I walked back to the living room. He looked at me with an odd expression on his face.



She can t get off work just yet. She won t be back for another hour or so he informed me.



I didn t understand his expression but seeing him dripping with sweat was really turning me on. I wanted him to stay with me as long as possible. I couldn t help asking him if he would like to use my bathroom to take a shower and freshen up a little. He walked towards me until he was standing so close to me our chests almost touched. He looked down and I followed his eyes to the bulge in my jeans. It was more than obvious that I was aroused and I hadn t even been aware of it.



I ll take a shower with one condition I closed my eyes and waited for the condition. It couldn t be good after all he had a girlfriend it s not like he was gay. I ll shower but only if you join me he said with a naughty smile. His hand pressed down on my cock.



I couldn t believe what I was feeling he was massaging my cock through my jeans. His head leaned close to mine. I was too startled to make a move I just closed my eyes and waited for his lips to land on mine. His mouth was salty from sweat but his kiss was so soft it literally took my breath away. I kissed him back and then pulled away. I took him by the hand and led him to the bathroom.



Inside we wasted no time tearing our clothes off. Under the shower he pressed his body into mine his cock was rock hard it was a nice uncut seven inch thick piece. I pressed up against him our cocks rubbed together our pre cum mixed into one. Together we rubbed our hips into each other s our cocks in a frenzy. Our mouths found each other s and we kissed with a burning passion. The cool water covered our bodies his hands explored every inch of me. They made their way down to the crack of my ass. He slid his fingers inside until he found the tight ring around my hole.



I tensed up as his finger made its way deeper inside me. He pulled his mouth away from mine looked straight into my eyes and said Turn around.



I was taken aback by the commanding sound of his voice and did as he said. His hands around my waist he pushed himself inside me. The head of his cock did not stop pushing until it went past my tight ring. I looked for something to grab on to but there was nothing. Even though his cock wasn t incredibly big or thick it still hurt like crazy. I was not used to being a bottom much less with only cold water as lube.



He kept pressing until his pubes were pressed against my ass. Riding me slow at first then faster and faster until he was pounding my ass. Fuck yeah he screamed out and then slapped my ass hard. Oh fuck! He kept saying that over and over each time he would thrust harder and harder into me. I took his thrusts and pushed back against him fucking him with everything I had. His hand reached around me and started to jack me off. Soon we were thrusting in unison together grinding back and forth until we both reached climax at the same time. His load covered my insides as he dumped load after load. Robert didn t stop pounding me until his cock went totally limp and slid out of me.



After we were both completely spent we just stood there arms around each other the cold water washed away all the sweat and cum from our bodies. I grabbed the bar of soap and began to lather him up. My hands explored his broad hairless chest. I washed over his brown nipples and worked my way down his stomach. He turned around and I lathered up his shoulders and down to his hairy pits. I got on my knees and lathered up his perfectly round ass cheeks spreading them apart to reach his tight circle.



I let the water wash over it fingering him a little enjoying how his body jerked at my touch. I buried my face in his ass my tongue pressed against his pink pucker. I felt his body tense with pleasure and slowly I slipped my tongue inside of him tasting his insides. I flicked my tongue inside him eating him out as he stroked his once again hard cock. Oh fuck yeah he moaned I could never get my girlfriend to eat me out. That s the thing about straight guys they all love to have their ass eaten but are too scared to do it or have girlfriends or wives who just won t I thought. I pushed his cheeks as far as I could to get deeper inside him. I fucked him hard with my tongue pushing it in and out. There was nothing like the taste of a straight mans juicy hole it made me drive my tongue as far up his ass as I could. I felt his low hanging sac draw in and I grabbed on to him tight as he shot his second load all over the shower tiles. He didn t cum as strong as he did the first time but it was still a good amount of cream.



Once he was spent and I d had enough of his ass I got up and we both got out of the shower. We took our time toweling each other dry then dressed and headed back downstairs. On the couch we continued making out like teenagers. I couldn t get enough of him or he of me.



I have a confession to make his voice was low almost a whisper. I saw you from your window. I knew you were watching me and then to see you stroking it I just had to do something. I ve always wondered what it would be like to be with another man. His look was apologetic like a little boy who had just gotten in trouble. It was too cute and all I could do was laugh in response.



I don t care about that I reassured him what matters is that you came over I said kissing his neck. Now you re here I kissed lower and now we know what a good time we can have. I kissed his stomach my hand traveled down his thigh until it found his semi hard cock. I slid one hand inside his shorts and took him in my palm. I wrapped my fingers around his growing erection. My finger traveled up his shaft until it found the slit of his cock. A drop of pre cum had already formed at the tip. I pulled him out and lowered my head my tongue reached out to him. That s when the sound of the doorbell forced us to stop.



Quickly he put his cock back in his pants and I got up to answer the door. Hi is Rob here? It was his girlfriend.



I thought about it for a second and then before I could stop myself I lied and told her someone had come by and picked him up. She thanked me and I closed the door behind me.



What did you do that for? he asked with a big grin.



I walked over to him got on my knees and pulled down his shorts. His cock lay limp against his thigh. I took it in my mouth and sucked it until it was nice and hard again pre cum flowed freely from his bell shaped head.



I pulled off him and answered I m not done with you yet you still have a lot to learn about being with a man. With that I returned to worshipping his cock.