He was up inside me. I was wreathing as his strong rough hands held my hips firmly, preventing me from budging as he rammed home his huge cock. I was yelling for him to take it easy. I wanted the fuck, sure I did - but with some style, not like an animal ready for slaughter. That's how it felt, sore and hurting like hell when he shoved it in so deep.
"You asked for it, Pete, lad. So you got it," he yelled, not showing one iota of consideration for the welfare of my hammered ass, resounding with the slap of his balls as he thrust into me and then, coming out, feeling as though he was going to run me inside out
I was only eighteen and this was my first male fuck. I felt a little sensitive and remembered gripping the bedrail. If I'd known it was going to be like this I would have asked for another twenty. I was wanting a car as soon as I passed my driving test and Freddy's offer was more than tempting.
When he finished I was so numb and exhausted. He actually apologized for making it a trifle rough, (his words) "But when committed there is no turning back," he said.
"Now there is Jim, my mate, waiting," announced Freddy as if I was something else, waiting to serve the fuck of any Tom, Dick and Harry.
I heard him telling Jim in the corridor outside his bedroom what a great ass fuck I was and to give it me rough; that's how I liked it. He was joking! I was ready to put my jeans back on. I was sore enough, and there was no way this Jim was going to get inside me.
This kid that I refer to as the bibleboy. He always carried a bible around until we met. First time we met my cock as almost exploding out of my work overalls. I noticed him glancing at it. He noticed how big it was and I was sure I would fuck him so hard.
I'm a student at an Ivy League College, and I stopped into the gym for a little relaxation after work. There were a lot of guys around, including two beautiful French boys with big round asses and nice uncut cocks, sitting in the sauna. He had penetrating blue eyes, and looked shy.
Captain of the basketball team, nice toned body a goatee and shaved head, he's a little black stud. The tattoo on his arm 'Thug Born' would intimidate anyone. Yeah, he's the type white people think all black people are like. But inside his baggy Polo jeans lies a 9 inch cock, and a tight hairless asshole that always wants service. Lying in bed, Brian stroked his hard black cock.
I wouldn't believe it if I read it but it happened just the way that follows. I was 20, a sophomore at UCLA and during the previous couple of months I had come out of the closet with a bang. Anyway I went home to Newport to visit my parents and see a few old surfing buddies. One of those was Bill.
Craig was pissed when he went to bed last night. It wasn't so much that he had to work this summer; in fact, he'd planned to look for a job anyway. It was his dad saying it will make a man out of you. He was right though, but not as he intended.
I was in the Navy, stationed aboard the USS Buchanan out of San Diego and it had been some time since I had cock up my ass. We were on WestPac and had just hit Hong Kong. It was 1977 and I had just come out a few months before. I left the ship and checked in at the Royal Arms hotel. I ordered a Bud.
Now this was something else, I was thinking - speeding new car to show off to my mates. My ass was stinging and how, but fifty quid? "Okay how do you want me?"
I just bent over the arm of the settee nice and steep for him and gritted my teeth as he slid his cock inside me. Whether it was because Jim was smaller or my hole had just been stretched I don't know, but his fuck didn't hurt or sting; in fact surprisingly I enjoyed it and he had a lovely way of maneuvering sideways, which made for a wonderfully deep sensation that I really started to enjoy. Perhaps I was getting too cocky though, because next to have me was a coloured guy with a penis as big as a large cucumber. That made me gulp.
"No way is that gonna go up my ass! Sorry, pal!" I told him.
"Ricky," he announced. You know - as if pleading for me!
"Well, Ricky, my shop is closed for service. Sorry mate!"
"One hundred quid to open it?" he asked.
Wow! The offer was tempting. But he wanted a blow job all in as well. Could I cope with that? Something inside me said go for it and what I was about to endure was a turning point in my growing up in the real world. I must have sucked cock for well over half hour and was becoming quite an expert. He came but I said not in my mouth. I wasn't ready for that; not yet anyway. Later maybe when I got my mind-set around it.
When I felt him lurch that thing into me I yelped good and proper. To this day, I don't know how he managed it, but he patiently stretched and maneuvered it into me until I felt my hole almost burst with him so tight and firm inside. And what he did then was the most exiting thing to soothe the soreness there. He kneeled behind me as I was still stretched over the bed. I was thinking, "What now!?" I realized he was giving me the most delicious and sensual mouth fucking ever as his strong tongue and deep mouth took first my cock and then the whole works into his mouth, and then the sensation of him licking my arsehole so deep and wonderful; the sound of his sucking ringing out in my ears. He really did make me feel so very good; so much in fact that this time I was almost pleading for his fuck again. I let him have that one for free and even to this day I will vouch that once you have had black, sure enough, you will never want to go back!
Now I have about 30 clients a week and make a good grab out of it. As for my car, yep got that; nice and shiny and a good goer - like my ass, I am told. Anyone for a gear up - put me into full throttle and overdrive and you will, I promise, have the most thrilling and exciting ride you have ever known.
The night started out well. I saw a guy who was maybe in his late thirties leave the whirlpool, and I noticed his solid build and masculine face. He had brown hair, dark eyes, and a sporty sense about him. I followed him upstairs to the blowjob room. I stood next to him for a minute before I knelt down and sucked his cock into my mouth. He stood quietly in the corner. He lay back and enjoyed it.
I couldn't and still can't really believe it happened. I live in an entirely Italian neighborhood, complete with your big-shot teen street gangs. Everybody is real cool though, and no-one really messes in anyone else's business. There's just something about a smooth Italian chest that really turns me on.
They all knew what a tease I could be, especially with the men, so it came as no surprise that I started teasing someone else. Ed was one of 'the group'. He was about 5'10", 140lbs and had short, dark hair. He was half italian, on his fathers side I think. He had a cute face, and a gorgeous bum. It was the latter that started it all. I don't think he heard me.
He stood there looking like Mr. America. and so boyish in his hair. I loved jacking infront of him. I seldom get hard in front of guys but I had a good hard with him watching. He acted as if he didn't watch at all. I asked if he wanted to see my ass. He nodded yes. I dropped my pants and stood jacking with my ass facing him. I hope he looked at it good and got a hard of his own. He probably did.
I was in the Navy, stationed aboard the USS Buchanan out of San Diego and it had been some time since I had cock up my ass. We were on WestPac and had just hit Hong Kong. It was 1977 and I had just come out a few months before. I left the ship and checked in at the Royal Arms hotel. I ordered a Bud.
This happened one day on my way back from class. I was driving down the road when I saw a rest stop on the left it was a nice day, so I decided to stop not looking for anything just to relax and walk around a bit. I went in to go to the bathroom and decided to read the writing on the wall.
It's a usual Friday or Saturday night tradition. You also usually order pizza, just to cover the munchies. You make whoever is ahead pay, it seems fair. You are doing fairly well in the game, but there is an interruption, the pizza has arrived. You toss down your cards (you didn't have a good hand this round anyway) and you go and answer the door. I'm there with two fresh pizzas.
The thought had been growing in my mind lately, and i had found myself thinking more and more about what it would be like. A man sucking my cock. Me sucking a cock. Fucking a man. Being Fucked. I had come to the conclusion, however, that that was hypocritical bullshit. I was going to go get laid.
As fate would have, it my route took me passed an old established cruising ground, which I must admit, I have stopped at several times in the past without any success. However, today would prove to be different, walking down amongst the trees I noticed it was very busy with lots of guys, all shapes, sizes and ages. Within a minute I saw a young man, not much more than 19, if that.
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