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1. Remind yourself that everyone makes mistakes, does things wrongs, and has moments of regret. There are no perfect people out there. In that sense, you are just the same as everybody else.

2. Remind yourself that “that was then, and this is now”. You can’t turn back the clocks and change what you did, but you can be a different person in the future.

3. Allow yourself to experience and name the feelings you are struggling with (regret, guilt, shame, disappointment, embarrassment, sadness, etc.) – then make the decision to let those feelings go. In the end, it’s unhealthy to become attached to them.

4. Ask yourself what you can learn from the situation. What would you do differently if you found yourself in that situation again? How can it change the person you are now (so that you feel better about yourself)?

5. Recognise that failings and mistakes are part of the growth process. It’s inevitable that you’ll encounter obstacles, challenges and failures throughout life. Don’t let that stop you from really living life.

6. Remind yourself that “it was what you did, it’s not who you are.” Don’t allow any single event or experience to define you. You are more than – so don’t let that become your identity, or your destiny.

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It caught me by surprise when Gymboy messaged me to ask to meet. He doesn’t normally reach out to me on Saturday morning. I was on the way to the gym, and I told him so, but he seemed pleased.

“I’ll meet you back at your place,” he said. “I’m sweaty, too. Don’t shower after the gym, we can be dirty together.”

I didn’t know what to make of that, but I went along with it: worked out at the gym (chest and shoulders) and then made my way back. He was waiting outside my condo, and we walked in together. Both of us were pretty sweaty from the heat of the day, although that didn’t stop him from kissing me and holding me in the lift on the way up. We were almost matching, in t-shirts and shorts.

I let us into the apartment and then I noticed that he wasn’t carrying his usual duffle bag. A couple of other things didn’t add up.

“Okay, what’s going on?” I said. “You didn’t go to the gym.” Gymboy looked a little sheepish.

“I fucked one girl,” he said. “Thought about your cock the whole time. She left my room and I called you.”

The plainness with which he said it was strange to me. I knew our relationship was casual, but I didn’t realise how casual it actually was to him. I decided to go along with it.

“You think you can anyhow call me, and then you can get some fun?” I said.

“Uh, no, la, not like that. Maybe you make me … I don’t know, earn it?” Gymboy said. He grinned.

To be honest, I was a little turned on by the idea of fucking a “straight guy”. It helps that Gymboy is a fucking hot piece of muscle meat who turns into a stupid slut when he’s itching for my dick.

“Turn around,” I said, remembering something that had happened a while ago. I got him to bend over the dining table, spread out his legs and stick out his bottom. Spanking has never really been one of my kinks, but it’s not like I don’t have any experience.

He wasn’t expecting the first smack on his bottom, and he yelped.

“Count off,” I said.

“One,” he said, “Two. Three.” He hesitated after I spanked him a fourth time. I could see that he’d raised himself on his toes, maybe from the pain.

“Start over,” I said. “I want to get to ten, no hesitation.” I went slower, and noticed how his legs were wobbling, by the time I got to six. That gave me another idea, but I slowed down even more with the last four swats. He was sweating even more by the time I finished, but he was smart enough not to move when I was done.

“Did you like that?” I said. I was sweating too - it was a warm day, and I hadn’t turned on the airconditioning or opened the windows or the sliding doors. I could smell both of us.

“Yes,” he said, “I like it.”

I stood next to him and grabbed his face, turning it to me. When I moved in for a kiss, I could see tears in his eyes. Perhaps I had been too rough.

Even after I kissed him, he stayed in position. Time for the next part.

I got Gymboy onto the floor, in plank position, legs spread wide, on his elbows. I nudged his bulge with my foot, and he grunted.

“Stay there,” I said, and he obeyed.

I walked through the place, opening windows and the sliding doors onto the balcony. It was a lot cooler: there were thick clouds in the sky, signs of impending rain.

When I got back, I could see that he was quivering. I liked the look of him there, muscles tensed up, perspiration beading on the parts of his body I could see. But I didn’t really want to torture him.

“On your knees,” I said, and he got to his knees. I pulled down the gym shorts I was wearing, revealing the jockstrap that I had on underneath. I was still soft, though.

“You want this,” I said, holding my bulge and moving it up and down. He nodded.

“Well, you don’t get it yet,” I said. I moved the pouch to one side, releasing my cock and balls, which hung down.

“Balls,” I said, and Gymboy opened his mouth and licked my balls.

“You like the taste?” I said, and he nodded again. “Clean off my ballsweat,” I said. As he licked me clean, I saw his hand move towards his crotch.

“No,” I said, and he stopped. “Hands behind your back.”

I could see how hard he was getting from me being so dominating. He looked up at me, and daringly opened his mouth to suck on my balls. Seeing him, so sexy and submissive, that was a real turn on for me, and I got hard - having my balls sucked was a turn on, too, of course, and standing in the space between the kitchen and the living room, wearing only a t-shirt and jock strap, with a hot muscular guy servicing me, that was also pretty hot.

The room was actually pretty cool, since it had started raining outside. I pulled away from Gymboy at an opportune moment, and since he was kneeling flat on the floor, his knees wide apart, I pulled down his shorts. Gymboy leaned back, resting his hands on the floor behind him. The briefs he was wearing had a sizeable bulge, and a wet spot - presumably precum, or maybe the dribble from his morning fuck.

I squeezed his bulge, and he groaned for me. Good boy.

I pulled down his briefs, and anchored them under his balls. His cock stood up, prettily, and his balls were round and full. I smacked his cock, and it bounced down and up again.

“You fuck her with this?” I said, and he nodded. “Am I touching her juice?”

“No, la,” Gymboy said, “I use condom, don’t want get her pregnant.”

I stroked his cock, and patted his balls gently. He sighed.

“You better get me harder if you want to get a fuck,” I said, and he leaned forward again, keeping his hands away from his junk. At least the boy can learn. He opened his mouth and looked up at me, and when I thumbed down my erection he took it in, right in, till his lips were pressed against me. He moved back, and then moved his head forward and back on my dick, his mouth warm and wet around me.

I held his head still, and fucked his face - he maintained eye contact with me the whole time, and when I patted his head and said “good boy” he sucked a little harder.

The sweat was drying on my body when I let him go, and I pulled out of his mouth and walked away, closing the sliding doors and turning on the air conditioning. I got back, and he was still in position. I pulled off his t-shirt, and pushed him back so that he was leaning back on his hands again.

“Don’t move,” I said, and I got on the floor myself, between his spread knees. I licked his pecs, tonguing gently around his nipples, and then I licked his abs. They were firm, and very well-defined. He worked hard for his body, I knew. His dick was hard, too, and I could see the wet shine of the line of precum that had dribbled down it. His body tasted faintly saltish, and I could smell him, the sweat he had built up from fucking this morning as well as from the heat of the day.

The smell of him was stronger, thicker, at his pits - he lifted an arm, disobeying my instruction, when I moved my face to nuzzle his armpit. I licked, enjoying the smell and taste of him. He changed arms, when I changed sides, this time tucking his arm behind his head. I licked his pec, bulging and firm, and that coaxed a sigh from him. I got a louder sigh when I went down to his cock, pulling back the cockskin first so that I could flick my tongue against the underside of his cock.

“Feels good?” I said, “Did she suck you like this?” He answered me reluctantly, or maybe he was talking slowly because I was holding his cock in my hand, sucking on his exposed dickhead like a sweet, and playing with his balls with my other hand.

“No,” he said, “She stayed over last night, we kissed until we fell asleep, then this morning she played my cock and pulled her panties to one side. I finger her, then lucky I got condom, we lay side by side and I fucked her like that.”

I reached my hand under him, and he lifted himself off his knees. I pulled down his shorts and undies from the back, and slipped my finger between his cheeks and rubbed his hole.

“Please,” Gymboy said, “Please fuck me.”

This hot young stud who‘d fucked a girl this morning was itching for my dick in his ass, begging for it. Sometimes I wonder what I’m turning him into - and sometimes I don’t care.

I stood up and pulled my t-shirt off over my head. I played with my own nipples (damn, I was hard, too) and gestured towards the chaise with my chin. He stood up and pulled down his briefs and shorts the rest of the way, and got on his back on the chaise, lifted his legs into the air and spread them to show me his hole.

The lube and condoms were in my basket of supplies by the couch, and I got them - I carefully and slowly rolled on a condom, and took my time to lube myself up before lubing up his asshole, taking the time to slip a finger first, and then two. When I slipped in the third finger he grunted, and I fingerfucked him hard with three fingers, pistoning them in and out of him. He gritted his teeth and bore with it, and when I rubbed my gloved dick against his hole, he smiled. I bent over, and we kissed, open mouthed, tongues tangling, and without looking or changing position I pushed slowly into him.

He groaned softly into my mouth, and when I straightened up and started moving back and forth, he grunted. I was a little cruel, taking myself almost all the way out before shoving back in hard, and each time I nailed him hard, he grunted again. I sped up, grunting myself. I held on to his dick, which was fat and hard in my hand, and jacked him faster and faster as I rammed him. He yelled, one loud groan, as he came, the cum shooting high into the air and back onto his body. I wasn’t close to cumming, so I kept going, slowing down a little.

“Finished, already?” I said, “Should I stop?”

“No, no,” he said, “No, fuck my hole until you’re happy.”

I slowed down more, looking down at the thick goop on his body. I smeared it across his chest and abs, marking him, and he looked up at me. I pinched his nipples, making him moan, and then I punched his chest, not hard.

“On your knees,” I said, and pulled out, and he got off the chaise and repositioned himself, further up, his chest resting against the backrest.

I pulled off my condom, and moved so that he could turn his head and suck me, which he did. I held it in one hand, panting as I recovered a bit, enjoying the mid-fuck blowjob.

“Okay,” I said, “Count off - let’s see if we can get to ten.” I stood by the chaise, and he kept eye contact with me as I spanked him. One, two and three were slow, and he counted along, and then I sped up as I gave him spanks four through six. He did a good job keeping count, and I also noticed that he had gotten hard again.

I put my hand under him, and milked his cock, like he was a cow. I got a couple of droplets dripping onto the chaise for my trouble, and he panted hard. I let go and stepped back.

“So getting spanked turns you on?” I said, and he nodded. “Why?”

He thought about it for a while before answering.

“Uh, because I like the feeling,” Gymboy said.

“Will you remember that I’m not just a cock to fuck you when you want it?” I said.

“Maybe a few more spanks,” he said, smiling.

“I’ll have to start over - count off, to ten,” I said. The next ten quick swats left his ass shining red, and my hand stinging a bit - I changed hands after the first five - and Gymboy grunted nicely with each one before counting them.

I stepped behind him, and climbed on the chaise, inserting my cock into his hole before squatting over him and driving down into him, a rapid jackhammer squatfuck that had both of us grunting like animals till I finally unloaded into my condom, pumping hard into him to milk out my juice. When I pulled out, I could see that I had managed quite a load, and I removed my condom and upended it over Gymboy, squeezing out my cum from it and spattering his back.

I smacked his ass another time, and told him to go shower. We were both all sweaty again from the sex, and he was covered in cum, front and back. I cleaned up a little while he was in there, spraying down the chaise and wiping it off, and mopping up the sweat from where we had played on the floor earlier. Everything was dry (except me) when he got out of the shower, and he put his towel aside and put his clothes back on.

“Next time you spank me again, ok?” Gymboy said.

“Only if you’re good,” I said, and he kissed me and I let him out before going to clean myself up.

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Story 2 : The Sleepover 

Two hot boys from Poly are stuck doing project work and it gets late. Project work is usually boring, or is it ? 

The first Long-Form Story from sgguystories, hope you guys like it.

Read on !

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“Hey, you going to have that?” Hariz pointed to the last satay stick, while looking at Akmal. “Nah, I’m stuffed. Tomorrow I still have track training in the morning, so cannot be looking like a stuffed satay”, Akmal replied jokingly. Hariz laughed and grabbed the last stick of the chicken satay.

Hariz and Akmal have known each other since secondary school. They were in the same class all the way from Sec 1 till now, when they are enrolled both in the same Electrical course at the Poly. They were the best of friends, almost like brothers, since both of them are the only child in the family. They hanged out quite a lot at the nearby mall too after school, trying to catch up on schoolwork and stuff because both of them just lived one block away from each other.

Both were in year 1 of Poly and were still adjusting to the lecture style of the Poly. Although they were mixing around with new friends at the Poly, they still wait for each other to go back together after lesson ends. Mutual friends know them as brothers as they were so close to each other.

Hariz was in the track and field team. He was a sprinter, having a tanned, muscular, powerful body that is typical of sprinters. As Hariz always had an interest in sprinting, he had this golden brown tan all year round. Hariz would always likes to train topless at the school track as he tends to sweat buckets during the day training. Having a boyish clean shaven face, he was always quite popular with the girls in the Poly, not to mention that he was a social butterfly himself.

Unlike Hariz, Akmal was more of an indoor sport person. Akmal was in the school’s Badminton team. He had represented his secondary school in Badminton tournaments before and was readily accepted into the Poly’s team when he joined. Like Hariz, Akmal has also a great interest in the sport that he has chosen. Because of this, both Akmal and Hariz were frequently found in the school gym training when they were not engaged in school or their own sport training.

It was the mid year period that both of them needed to work on a project for their course work. It as a group work project and they were grouped together with another 2 classmates.

“Shit, what is the time already? My eyes are all blurred man”, grumbled Alex, the other group member. The 4 group mates were all bunked in at Hariz’s house to complete the project and it’s getting late.

“Almost 11:30PM already, you two better go first, since you need to catch the last bus. Me and Akmal will finish up the loose ends. We will meet you back in school tomorrow.”, suggested Hariz to both Alex and Ben.

“Hmmm ok then .. think we better make a move first. Damn shack siah .. Can’t wait for the holidays to come”, Ben said, while tidying up the paper mess all over the floor, “Ready to go Alex?”

“Yah ok, let’s go. Hope still got last bus man”, Alex said while walking to the main door with Ben. “See you guys tomorrow at school, thanks Akmal and Hariz”. Ben and Alex waved and took the lift down.

Hariz locked the main door and return back to his room. Akmal was still intently trying to type the report on the laptop. Akmal had this geeky cute guy and Hariz was trying not to stare too much at him. It occurred to Hariz that this is the first time after so many years that Akmal was over at his house till this late and there was no body in the house, since Hariz parents went to Malaysia to visit his Brother and his family there.

Hariz has always liked being with Akmal. Ever since the first day Hariz saw Akmal in secondary school, he has always liked hanging out with Akmal. It just makes him happy to be able to see Akmal almost every day. Although Hariz was a hot jock in school and many girls were after him, he just wasn’t interested in them.

“Hey, erm, it’s quite late, how’s your progress on the report?”, asked Hariz.

“Still got about 1 or 2 chapters to go before summarising the whole thing”, Akmal replied while taking off his black rimmed glasses and rubbing his eyes and giving a half yawn.

“I see, why not you just bunk here tonight since it’s already so late. You can sleep a while first and we can wake up earlier tomorrow and work on it again”, offered Hariz. “I have a spare mattress.”

Akmal thought about it for a while. “Sleep over at your place here? Hmm is it ok for you?”

“Yah sure bro. No one is at home anyway.”, Hariz added.

“Hmm ok la. Feeling damn tired also, lazy to walk back, haha!”, Akmal replied. He stood up and stretched himself. “Ok, I go wash up a bit”. Akmal walked to the adjacent toilet and washed himself up.

Hariz quickly packed up the mess on the floor and laid out the extra mattress beside his queen sized bed. The fact is, his heart was beating quite quickly. Akmal, his dream boy, is spending the night over at his place. He was over the mood inside but he tried to keep it from showing too much on his face.

Akmal came out of the toilet and saw that Hariz was already on the spare mattress that was laid next to the knee high bed frame. “You can take the bed then, since you are the guest, haha .. Damn I am such a good host right?”, offered Hariz while he chuckled.

“Wow!  Really bro? You’re ok ya?”, Akmal asked.

“Yeah .. I’m ok .. Ok I’m turning off the lights. Get to sleep. Got to wake up early”. Hariz reached for the lamp on the side table, wanting to turn it off.

To Hariz’s surprise, Akmal started to take off his clothes. He peeled off his black Under Armor t-shirt and slid off his knee high berms to reveal an Andrew Christian white low-cut trunk style brief. Hariz was trying his utmost best not to stare at Akmal. He didn’t know Akmal will take off his clothes for bed! Hariz was quickly getting excited, in more ways than one, especially his cock, which is gradually growing hard underneath his own shorts.

While Akmal casually folded his t-shirt and berms into half to place it on the floor, Hariz’s cock was showing a tent on his own shorts.

“Oh shit oh shit!”, Hariz just remembered he was free balling below his soft cotton Adidas Basketball shorts. Before long, a visible cock outline can be seen on Hariz’s shorts. His 6.5 inch dick outline was showing along with his cut cockhead.

Hariz quickly sat down on the mattress and raised his knees hoping Akmal didn’t notice it. Hariz thought it will be awkward if Akmal caught him gawking at him and worse, getting a hard on in front of Akmal.

Akmal, now only clad in his black briefs, which didn’t leave much to imagination, clearly showing his cock outline which is parked pointing left to his thigh, sat on the side of the bed facing Hariz, his hands placed behind him slightly, leaning back. He then closed his eyes and stretched, showing his well defined abs and chest. Hariz noticed that Akmal was smooth all over. His pits were all cleanly shaven, all the way to his chest. Just that there was this faint sexy trail at the bottom of his navel leading down and disappearing on the TOP band of his underwear.

Hariz, sitting down on the mattress, right in front of Akmal, was positioned  where his face was directly in front of Akmal groin. Hariz gulped. HIs hard cock felt like it was going to burst anytime. It was really pushing onto the fabric of his shorts. He didn’t dare to stand up to turn off the lights. His cock will be pointing straight at Akmal!

“Hey bro, you want to turn off the lights?”, asked Akmal, while still having his eyes closed and using his hand to massage his neck.

“I, uh, I think … The lights .. Yeah .. ”, Hariz stuttered.

“Ah it’s ok, since you are on the floor, I will turn it off then”, offered Akmal, reaching over to the lamp on the side bed and flicking the switch. The room was now dimmed, lighted only by the street lamp outside and the small dim lights coming from the appliance in the room, still it was enough for Hariz to see Akmal sexy body.

Akmal returned back to massaging his neck, “Hey bro, can you help me with a little back rub? I think I overdid the training yesterday and my shoulders and neck are quite tight.”

“What? Me? A back rub ? Erm ok”, Hariz uttered. Thinking that since the room was so dim, Akmal won’t be able to see his hard cock. Hariz stood up and sat beside Akmal. Hariz moved his hands to Akmal bulging shoulders and kneaded it. His own cock now oozing pre-cum, making the front spot of his shorts wet.

“Feels so good, yeah .. ”, Akmal sighed.

Hariz can do this forever. Touching his dream boy, and seeing him and sitting next to him while he is almost nude, what better circumstances were there?

Suddenly, Hariz felt Akmal grabbed his right hand. “Oh shit! This is it! I think Akmal is going to get angry now and leave. What have I done?! I ruined our friendship”, Hariz thought in his mind, “Sor .. Sorry Akmal .. ”, Hariz stammered again.

Akmal didn’t say anything. He just held Hariz right hand for a while and moved it down and placed Hariz hand on top of his cock. Hariz was stunned beyond words. What was happening?? What was Akmal doing?

“I saw your hard cock, Hariz. I know you want this. I want this too.”, whispered Akmal into Hariz ears.

“God.. I want you so bad, Akmal. I have always wanted you .. But I didn’t know how you would react when I told you”, Hariz said.

Akmal then held Hariz face with both hands and kissed him, both tongues furiously exploring each other. Hariz reached down and played with Akmal nipples, using both of his thumbs to flick Akmal hard nipples, circling them, rubbing the tip. This caused Akmal to get even more horny as he liked the sensation.

Hariz then broke the kiss and lowered his head to Akmal’s nips. He used the tip of his tongue to expertly flick Akmal’s nipples, making Akmal moan loudly. The sensation was driving Akmal crazy, he moaned loudly and grabbed the bedsheets. His cock now hard as steel, broke free of the underwear band and the cock head was sticking out of his briefs.

Hariz licked and sucked on Akmal’s nipples while using his hand to play with Akmal’s other nipple. Hariz was getting more and more turned on, tasting Akmal and hearing his moans. He always liked a vocal partner. He raised up Akmal’s arms, showing Akmal’s cleanly shaved pits and buried his face into it, his tongue giving Long licks to Akmal’s pits, ocassionally sucking it. Akmal was a naturally sensitive person and this was driving his over the edge. Hariz reached down and pulled down Akmal’s underwear. Akmal’s underwear dropped to the floor and his cock was pointing straight up, throbbing, oozing pre-cum that was glistening, reflecting the dim street lamp that was outside.

Hariz paused for a moment and worked on Akmal’s other nipple. This time his hand was massaging and slowly stroking Akmal’s cock, using the dripping pre-cum as lube. His hand stroking Akmal’s cock in a circular motion. He did it gently and with very light pressure because he didn’t want Akmal to cum yet. He still wanted to have more fun with his dream boy. This was the night he had wet dreams of.

Akmal, at this time was breathing heavily, his eyes closed, enjoying all the new sensations that Hariz, his Best Friend, his buddy, was giving him.

Hariz, got off the bed and knelt down on the mattress. He used his right hand to stroke Akmal’s cock while looking up at him. “You like it, Akmal?”. Akmal couldn’t answer. He just nodded and placed his hands on the back of Hariz’s head. Hariz then lowered his mouth onto Akmal’s 6.5 inch of boy meat. Hariz has sucked off quite some guys before. Whether it was just quick fun in school, or just some casual meet up on Grindr, but this was special. Hariz bobbed his head up and down slowly, sucking on Akmal’s cock and using his tongue to flick Akmal’s cock head and piss slit. He took it all in again, overcoming his gag reflex, pushing all of Akmal’s cock into his mouth and contracted his throat muscles to give Akmal more sensation. Hariz hands were playing with Akmal’s tightening ball sac. His balls were quite huge. Hariz stopped and licked his balls. Taking one ball at a time into his mouth and gently pulling it.

Akmal was gasping at this time. He leaned back further. Hariz continued his “Attack” on Akmal. Hariz then got to work on Akmal’s perineum, jabbing his tongue on the area just behind Akmal’s balls. He loved Akmal’s smell. The slightly musky boy smell mixed with just a little scent of shower gel and deodorant. Akmal cock was now leaking pre-cum onto his abs, forming a little pool on his navel.

Hariz got down further and further and decided to loosen up Akmal. Hariz grabbed both of Akmal’s knees and pushed it forward, causing Akmal’s ass to be raised slightly. Akmal got the signal. Akmal used both of his hands to grab his own butt cheek, giving easier access for Hariz to have a clear view of his shaved hole.

Hariz didn’t waste any time. He dived straight into Akmal’s smooth hole. Giving long licks to Akmal’s sensitive, hairless hole, alternating between using his tongue to circle around it and pushing his rigid tongue right into it. Hariz just wanted to this boy so badly. Akmal body was jerking from the intense pleasure that Hariz was giving him. He has never been rimmed before, much less from his Best Friend that he has known for so many years. Hariz spit on Akmal’s hole, trying to lube it so his tongue can reach in deeper. Akmal’s ass hole is now contracting and relaxing, wet with saliva. Hariz reached above and scooped some of Akmal’s pre-cum to lube his middle finger. With his wet and slippery finger, he inserted it slowly into Akmak’s willing asshole. Slowly, knuckle by knuckle, Hariz slipped it in, trying not to hurt Akmal. Akmal is now bouncing on the bed. Hariz started to finger-fuck Akmal, while intently looking at his face. This beautiful boy, whose perfectly boyish face is grimacing not with pain but with pleasure, fully naked on his bed. Is this a dream?

Hariz asked softly, “Can I fuck you, Akmal?”. Akmal opened his eyes slowly and gave a smile, “I thought you’ll never ask. Fuck me please, Hariz.”

Hariz reached out to the side table and took out a tube of KY and a condom. Akmal opened his eyes slightly and grabbed Hariz’s hands. “No condom. I want to feel you in me, raw. Fuck me raw Hariz..”, Akmal said. Hariz nodded and started to lube his cock up, spreading more lube on his mushroom shaped cock head. He used his finger to push some lube into Akmal’s hole, trying to use his finger to relax Akmal to ease penetration.

Hariz then stood up and ripped off his own shorts and grabbed onto Akmal’s ankle and slowly guided his cock into Akmal. Akmal clenched his teeth and moaned loudly. Hariz knew Akmal was new to this. Just last week Akmal just confided to Hariz that he haven’t been with anyone before. It just occured to Hariz that he is about to give Akmal a virgin fuck.

“You want me to stop?”, Hariz asked, worried he was hurting Akmal. Akmal moaned back ,“No … Keep going .. Please .. I want you to fuck me .. I want you to be the first for me.”

Hariz pushed lightly again. Inch by inch till all 6 inches of Hariz hard cock was into Akmal. Hariz stopped there a little, for Akmal to accustom to having a cock in his virgin ass. Hariz bent forward to give Akmal a deep kiss. Hariz started fucking Akmal slowly. As Hariz cock was slightly curved upwards, it rubbed and pushed on Akmal’s prostate every time Hariz thrusted into him. The pleasure was indescribable. It’s like his whole body was on lightning.

Akmal’s hole now relaxed, enabling Hariz to thrust harder and faster. Hariz low hanging balls slapping onto Akmal’s butt on every thrust. Two naked boys, only highlighted by the street lamp outside, fucking with love.

“Urhh.. Urhh .. Urhh”, moaned Akmal every time Hariz thrusted into him. Hariz was getting more and more turned on by the moaning. He wanted this moment to last forever. Hariz pulled out all the way and pushed it all the way into Akmal. Hariz slid in easily this time round, with Akmal inviting hole now all relaxed and gaping.

Hariz moved Akmal’s hand to hold on to his own thigh while Hariz hands played with Akmal’s nipples. They were very hard and sensitive now. Hariz knew this. Hariz flicked and lightly twisted on the perky nipples.

Hariz wanted to go even deeper into Akmal. He climbed onto the bed and use his arms to push Akmal legs forward till Akmal knees were nearly touching his chest, fucking him in a missionary style. Akmal’s ass Now raised slightly, giving a better angle for Hariz to fuck him even deeper. Hariz was relentless. Hariz pushed his throbbing cock right into Akmal’s ass, now sliding in easily till Hariz was balls deep inside.

Hariz had a strong core due to his sports training and he kept his pumping rhythm in constant motion, pushing Akmal nearer and nearer to the point of no return. Sweat beads formed on both of the boys’ fit and lean bodies, increasing the sexual energy between them.

Before Long, the pressure building in Akmal’s balls and prostate were too much to bare. “Oh shit .. I’m cumming! Fuck Fuck .. Fuck me harder .. FUCK!!”, Akmal screamed and his cum shot from his cock slit and landed on his chin. 3 shots landed on his chest and the rest of the 4 shots landed on his six pack abs. Akmal was panting now. He haven’t cum so hard and so much before. It was a mind blowing experience.

At this point, Hariz was getting near himself too. He used 3 of his fingers and picked up some of Akmal’s cum and lifted it to his mouth , tasting the fresh boy cum. It tasted thick and sweet. This intense taste did it for Hariz. 

Hariz is getting near. He started thrusting harder and faster. “Ahh .. shitt .. shit, I’m going to cum .. Ahh “, Hariz exclaimed. Akmal tried to contract his ass muscles, gripping Hariz’s cock more tightly. 

“Uhh yeah … yeah .. shoot it inside me Hariz!”, Akmal called out. Hariz exploded into Akmal, shooting ropes and ropes of cum, coating the insides of Akmal’s love tunnel. Akmal felt the warmth of the cum filled his ass and drooling out of his gasping hole. Hafiz collapsed onto Akmal, both boys panting, smell of cum and love filled the air in the room.

“Ahh .. Fuckk … Shit .. I haven’t come so much for so Long!’, Hariz said while looking at Akmal. Akmal laughed, "Yeah .. Me too man. You’re damn good”

The two boys sat on the bed in the nude for a while and hugged. Akmal kissed Hariz and whispered, “Thank you for tonight. I just really like you ever since I met you. I love you.”. Hariz just melted and kissed him again and whispered back, “Yes dear, I love you too. From tonight onwards, you are mine.”. With that Hariz held Akmal tightly in his arms. 

The boys cleaned up a little and quickly drifted away to dreamland, both sleeping naked together on the bed. Having gone though an experience tonight have brought them closer together and the start of a lovely relationship together and of course, many hot intimate sessions between the boyfriends.

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No one likes the sound of an alarm going off at 7am. 

Not even Calvin, the sprinter with a hot bod who thought he’d gotten used to pre-dawn rising with the Naval Diving Unit. As he groggily surveyed his barely-lit hall room, his rock-hard morning wood gave a little twitch in his boxers, and reminded him why he’d set an alarm that early.

The memories gushed like a 20-day old load from a teenager. Calvin recalled the hot jerk-off session he’d had with Daryl the other day, how he’d enjoyed the feel of another pair of hands on his cock, what it felt like to press his taut chest against the other guy as he shot the biggest load he’d ever released.. 

He realised he’d already started subconsciously tugging on his dick, which was by now leaking a bit onto his abs. Calvin let go and made a point to stop, he had better plans for his cum that day.

See, Calvin felt confused, guilty even, after the events that day. But that only lasted a few hours. Horniness quickly overtook rationality in the 21-year old boy, and he soon decided he was curious enough to want to try more. 

Not knowing where to start, he tried to recreate the encounter from Tuesday. It was Thursday today, with the same lecture, and he wondered if he might ‘incidentally’ bump into the good looking boy in the showers again.

He washed up and got changed into his exercise outfit, a maroon AHM singlet that flaunted his stellar body. As he slipped on his tights, he realised it just wasn’t gonna work. The hardon wasn’t going away, and there was no way he was walking over to the sports centre with a raging erection poking out the waistband, not even at this hour. Stripping it off, he opted for a pair of army PT shorts instead, which did little to hide his muscular legs. A small, wet patch caused by his precum caused the silky inner lining to stick to his dick, as he’d decided to freeball today, feeling naughty. A quick once-over in the mirror, and he was off to try his luck at the tracks again.

The sun was unforgiving today, and Calvin was soon drenched in sweat. His singlet clung to his body, clearly marking out where his chocolate-coloured nipples were. His cock had finally went down a little from the exercise, but it now came back with a vengeance as he headed over to the showers, hoping that by some stroke of luck his dick would get a good stroking today too.

Calvin didn’t realise that Daryl had already slipped in to the showers 5 minutes earlier to wait for the innocent boy. Totally not being a morning person, Daryl skipped the swim today and went straight for his dessert of man candy, though he did still slip on a pair of trunks to complete the facade.

Calvin tried to be as quiet as he could as he entered the shower room. True enough, it was Daryl in that same cubicle where his cum had splattered just two days earlier. He stood and found himself admiring Daryl’s body, watching the water flow down through his the lines his abs created, wetting the faint treasure trail that lead to the prized package in his trunks. 

Without even noticing, Calvin had begun stroking his dick through the silky material of hit PT shorts, almost involuntarily. It was like a reflex to watching something that hot. He was only snapped out of his daze when Daryl turned around, caught his eye and smirked, then motioned him to come over with a jerk of his head.

Dang, Calvin was caught. No turning back now.

With much less hesitation this time, he let his raging hormones lead the way into the cubicle. 

“Horny again ah? It’s only been 2 days leh,” Daryl smugly remarked.

“You’re also here again what,” came the reply from a competitive and better prepared Calvin this time round.

The routine started much more quickly this time, as Calvin stripped off his sweat-soaked garments without prompting.

“Wah, never even wear underwear. You really want it today hor..” came the cheeky comment from Daryl as he reached forward for Calvin’s dick, not bothering to ‘test water’ today. Calvin involuntarily let out a sigh and tilted his head back in pleasure at the touch.

There was no trepidation this time around, just two guys with each others’ dicks in their hands, the boyish smell of Calvin’s workout perspiration filling the damp cubicle. Calvin leaned against the cool, tiled wall while Daryl took the lead, leaning in over Calvin’s lean body, his palm pressed against the wall above Calvin’s left shoulder for support.Their cocks rubbed against one another in the frantic jerking, their bodies close enough to feel emanating off one another.

There was just the sound of heavy breathing and wet skin on wet skin now, until suddenly – Daryl leaned in and planted a kiss on Calvin’s lips. It was a surprise for Calvin, who’d had his eyes closed in absolute pleasure. However, instinct swiftly washed over and he opened his lips further, returning the kiss and allowing Daryl’s tongue to snake into his mouth.

The pace picked up. Both boys got even more into it, holding one another close. They each had one hand wrapped around their wet, throbbing dicks, while the other explored their jerk-off buddy’s body.

The action reached a climax as Calvin broke off the kiss with a small gap, just long enough to utter a rushed “fu-uck” as his knees buckled. His neck jerked forward involuntarily, and his lips pressed even harder against Daryl’s as he started to thrust into Daryl’s hand. Hot cum spewed from his mushroom cock head, shooting all over Calvin’s abs, flowing down his body and dripping down his thighs.

The heat and increased lubrication from the cum was too much for Daryl to handle, who returned the favour before Calvin could recover. Almost immediately, he too had reached the point of no return. The fingers on his left hand curled in to dig in to Calvin’s strong, broad back while his right hand froze around Calvin’s now cum-coated dick.

It took a full 30-seconds before both boys recovered from their explosive orgasms, gazing at their cum-covered conquests, panting as they caught their breaths.

Daryl broke the trance first, pushing himself off the wall and flipping the shower handle. He silently put his hand around Calvin’s waist, motioning for the boy to stand under the jet spray.

The two hotties wordlessly washed their jizz off one another, then – still naked and taking their time – returned to the benches to change. 

After getting dressed, Daryl turned around the surveyed the hunk that was Calvin, who was pulling on a pair of shorts.

It was yet another ICT cycle as I reported on my first day to Tuas Naval Base. After doing the usual sign ins and declarations we were soon ushered to a meeting room to await instructions. I was getting rather restless, looking around for friendly faces or handsome ones for that matter. Since I just got posted into a new company from my previous cycle, I was kind of hoping for some eye candies, but it seems I am to be disappointed; neither NSFs  nor NSmen caught my eye. Just as I thought it was going to be yet another boring cycle, from the corner of my eye I caught sight of a tall broad figure with a crew cut striding into the room, before I could guess who he was, he had already made his way to the front of the room. From the moment I caught sight of his chiselled features on that bespectacled face, I knew I was hooked. His next words were lost in a shroud as my eyes drank in every single detail of him. A smart 4 never looked better on anyone else and he filled it up very nicely… even as I fantasized about stripping them off… “Do I make myself clear?” he concluded. Silence in the room indicated consent. Satisfied, he turned to leave. As my eyes followed him across the room, his eyes flickered to mine for the briefest moment and his lips pursed ever so slightly before he left the room. With his spell broken, I turned to the guy next to me, “Who’s he again? Sorry I dozed off”. “His name is Derrick, he’s gonna be the NSF training officer attached to us.” Perhaps, this ICT isn’t gonna be so bad after all, smiling to myself.

The next few days were tough as we went about our training. I haven’t had the chance to speak to him yet, but somehow I sense we would always register each other’s presence immediately with the merest flicker of a glance. Or else he would cut past my row of seats to address the men from the middle of the room. I would never fail to sneak a glance when he got so close, his legs would inevitably brush mine as he walked past but his eyes were always forward, not sparing a glance down at me. Didn’t want to think too much, since I’m tired and couldn’t care less. Meanwhile still enjoying the view, as I slowly recalibrated my animal brain back to the words coming out of his mouth… Applauding my limited attention span, it turns out he would be conducting a PT session the very next day. I arrived at the sports complex early in the morning. A tall grey figure with a nicely V tapered back immediately caught my attention, decked in what must be UnderArmour as I walked over. No one else is that hot in our unit, it had to be Derrick. Hearing footsteps, he turned around, I blurted out “Morning!” almost automatically. “Morning.” Derrick replied with a smile as I walked quickly past him to join my platoon, hoping my expression was steely as ever, even as hot blood thundered in my ears when his UnderArmour left nothing much to the imagination. Stripping out of my uniform, then removing the inner shirt, I bent over my backpack half naked digging for my PT gear, rummaging through my stuff. Noticing movement from the corner of my eye, seems Derrick was throwing more than a few glances my way though it almost seems he’s trying too hard NOT to stare. I smirked to myself as I slipped on my singlet, we still have two weeks ahead of us, I hope things get interesting. The PT session ended with my trying not to stare too hard or wonder what lay beneath Derrick’s tights. It was distracting as hell. We were dismissed, drenched in sweat, all I wanted was a cold shower to cool off but our squadron’s toilets were full. Not wanting to shower with people shouting for you to hurry up, I explored around, wandering over to the neighbouring squadron. It seems they were out for deployment so there weren’t many people around. I breathed with a sigh of relief to find that I was alone in the toilet, seems no one else knew to come here. Just as I peeled off my sweaty singlet, Derrick walked in, his tights wet and plastered to his taut body with his shower stuff and towel draped over his shoulder.

We regarded each other with faint surprise, both not expecting company at all. Walking over to place his toiletries next to mine, I noticed his eyes couldn’t stop flitting to my topless bod. “I thought no one from our unit came here” Derrick said as he sauntered past me, his hand brushing across my butt ever so lightly just as I was pulling down my shorts. That was no accident I’m sure. Putting down his stuff next to mine, he peeled off his UA top slowly revealing the hot bod I finally get to see. Almost as if he were putting on a private show for me and I could barely stop myself from staring, boy was he defined… “Well, I just thought the toilet in the next squadron might be empty.” I replied, trying to appear nonchalant as I wrapped a towel around myself and removed my underwear from under. Struggling to hide my growing boner, I picked up my stuff I started for a cubicle at the end. Not noticing that while I was digging for my stuff, Derrick had just locked the toilet door and was now walking towards me clad in only a towel. I stopped to stare now, I admit because the sexual tension is almost palpable as he closed the distance between us. My dick couldn’t help but peak up under my towel as Derrick stopped right in front of me, our heavy breaths tickling each other’s lips. I didn’t bother suppressing my hard on as I admired his perfect torso up close, still shiny with a sheen of musky sweat. Catching sight of the tent under my towel was all the cue Derrick needed as he pressed himself against me, pinning me to the wall, before I felt his soft lips land on mine. He was firm yet gentle with the first peck, eyes still closed. Caught off guard, heart thumping, not expecting Derrick to be this daring, I could only surrender and return the kiss from this stunning boy. The kisses grew more ardent as he pressed his throbbing length against mine, humping me as he pinned my arms to the wall and ravaged my lips. Breaking for breath, “Fuck! You are hot and a damn good kisser…” Derrick breathed, chest heaving as he trailed a finger down my chest to my abs. Undoing both our towels, he pushed me into the cubicle turned on the water and his very talented tongue and hands began to trail a path down my body as the water cascaded over our warm bodies. I could only rest my hands on his broad shoulders as his tongue traced fire over my nipples and abs, my chest heaving in short breaths. When I finally opened my eyes, Derrick was on his knees in front of me, not breaking eye contact he slowly took in my entire girth in his mouth, eagerly enjoying the sight of my face contorting from the pleasure he gave me. I could barely stifle my moans, praying no one would overhear.

I could not wait to return the favour, pulling him up and pinning him against the cubicle wall, we lip locked again as my hands explored every inch of his athletic body, rewarded with him moaning into our kisses as my hands did their magic spreading body wash all over him. As we kissed, my legs slowly parted his and slid my dick under his balls, and slowly started humping him, each stroke just enough to graze his hungry hole leaving him wanting more. Clamping his muscled thighs together, he made a perfect glove for my upturned dick. The humping began in earnest as we found our rhythm slowly increasing the pace. Soon as Derrick’s breathing picked up, I bent down to lick his nipples while my hands worked on his dick and mine still humping his thighs. “I’m gonna… ugh cumm…” he barely manages as his entire body tenses up before erupting multiple jets of cum on my abs. Watching him unload and feeling his thighs clench I climax with a muffled moan smothered by his kiss…

He stood closer to me and wrap his arms around me. I in turn wrap my arms around his back, he smells of a mix of sweat and his deodorant but it smelt good. Then he stood back a bit, i released my grip and he started to feel my chest. He says he likes my chest, it feels firm and above average, then he hugged me again. But this time, it was more than just hug, he was going up and down a little. I was curious, so I asked what he was doing. He said I feel good. Now, I know what he was doing. So I cheekily asked him is he feeling me up. And he replied yes. I hugged him again and he continues to rub me using his own bulge. Soon, our dicks start stirring up in our underwear. I can feel my bulge growing along with his. It felt good and warm, I pull him closer and started to rub his back. He started to sway his hips side to side, rubbing our bulges more. Then he stood back again, and we looked at our bulges. Both of us have bulges, his can be be seen is to the side while mine is yearning to point straight out. I noticed there is a dark sport on his yellow briefs and I flicked my finger against it, brushing past his dick head.

“You are getting wet.Hehe” He agreed and I gently carass his bulge outline, he closed his eyes as he enjoyed my touch. I gently let my finger go along from his dickhead to his balls, then back again. His bulge feels warm then I let go. He opened his eyes and eyed at my bulge, he says he wants to feel more. So i gave him the go ahead, and the next thing I knew, he went on his knees. He gave me the same treatment as I did to him. He feels my bulge, his fingers slipping from underneath my balls to the tip of dick. His touch was sensual, then with both his hands, he gently caress my bulge. I feel more of my blood flowing to my dick and it is getting a little uncomfy but still his touch is sending excitement into me. Next, he brought his face closer to my bulge. he smelled my groin as he gently grope my bulge. His nose rubbing against my briefs, he took a deep breath in as he gave a gentle squeeze. I moaned softly.

He continue to explore but the next move, he stuck out his tongue and started to lick my dick head, wetting my briefs. I placed my hands on his head to stop him as I told him I only got one underwear. He stood up and gave me another hug. 

Next he drag me to his bed and he laid down. I sat at the base of his legs, sitting between his legs. I held his shoulders as I went down to his chest.

I smelled him again and he responded that he is quite sensitive at his nipples. I gave him a cheeky smile. Boy, he smells nice! I slipped my hands under his armpits and behind his back. And started to give his right nipple a little suck, he moaned and i can feel his back arching a bit. He really is sensitive.

I gave him another suck and I heard another deep breath in from him. I moved to his other nipple and suck that too. He moaned a little longer. But his body smell is getting to me, I finding him more delicious. 

Very soon, as I continued sucking his nipples, they got wet. And I moved on to licking his nipples. He gave a deeper sucking of breath and arching his back. I continued while I pinned him down with my arms. I licked and sucked both of his nipples, enjoying the taste of him. He smells good and taste good too. I like a little salt on him, probably from his sweat.

Then I sat up and saw him, he is a little redder but I can see his enjoyment from it. I looked at his briefs and saw that the spot has grown. This time, I groped his bulge, massaging a little and I went down to suck his nipple harder. He wanted to arch his back but can’t do it due to my bod pinning him down. I sat up again and smacked my lips, a little drool by the side of my mouth. Both of his nipple were a little reddish but were erect and wet. 

I told him, let us lose everything. So I proceed to slip my fingers underneath his briefs and slowly remove his underwear. and the sight I saw, he has nice balls! Pubes were not too hairy. Though his dick length was average, he has a nice girth to it. 

And he is uncut too like me. By this time, he dick head was half exposed and wet, very wet. He told me that he leaks lots of precum. I went down on him. I start to smell him and boy, he smells so good. I held his dick upwards as I smell around his pubes and balls.

Then I licked his balls, he wanted to close his legs but I stopped it and open them wider. I nibbled on his balls and soon, my tongue was going up his shaft, licking up his precum that was dribbling down.

I groped his shaft and gave a gentle squeeze, he moaned. I started to slowly stroke him while i massage his balls. He closed his eyes while playing with his nipples. Looks like he really enjoying it. Since he leaks a lot as I stroked him, he shaft was so shiny and wet. I asked when was the last time he cummed. He told that it was slightly less than a week. No wonder his balls looked big, must be all the stored cum.

Then I went down on him again, this time, kissing his dickhead. Hmm, the slightly saltiness to his precum. I continued to stroke his lower shaft as my lips slowly engulf his dick head and more of his precum. He was moaning louder but not loud enough for his neighbours to hear.

With his dickhead at my lips, I twirled my tongue around his dickhead, picking up all his precum and slowly more of his dickhead is exposed. And my my, what a shiny dickhead to be seen.

Wet and shiny. I placed my hands on his thighs to spread them wider. As I slowly engulf his shaft, bit by bit his dick enters my mouth. Each time, my tongue twirls around his dick. I can feel that he breathing was faster and deeper. Then i started to suck him, sucking up his precum. He took a quick and very deep breath in. Then I picked up pace in sucking him, one hand caress his right thigh while one hand fondling his balls.

“wait, wait….stop!” I released his dick from my mouth, his dick was very wet and and a very pink dickhead. “I am almost close.”, he said. I wiped the drool of the side of my mouth and swallowed my saliva and his precum mix. “Let’s change positions”

He eagerly changed, looks like he cant’ wait to try me out. I laid down on his bed, I am still between his legs. He bend down and cupped my face and started to make out with me. 

His tongue swishing inside my mouth, we flicked out tongues at each other. It was so exciting, french kissing him as I groped both of his butt cheeks. Then i moved my right hand to his hole, rimming his hole with my fingers. I can feel his breath sucked in again. Then he started sucking his way down south. And the next thing I knew, he was stroking and sucking my dickhead. “Ahhhhhhhh” He feels so good, and such a a good sucker. You can hear the sucking sound he made, I had to release my grip on him and grab the sides of his bed. Then he stopped, I looked at him. He gave a excited grin and went down on me again. He sucked and sucked like a kid sucking hard on his lollipop. After some sucking, he stopped and took a breather. As he took a break, he says he loves my cock as it was bigger than his and he likes that it curved a little to the side.

“If you like it, you can have more.” And it begins the third round of sucking. Boy oh boy, this is so good. The way he sucked me off, every now and then he would just sucked hard on my dickhead before taking my whole dick into his mouth. My dick was really wet now from all his sucking. As i laid back and enjoyed his blowjob, there was a quick pause before, he went really down. Taking my entire dick into his mouth, he deepthroated me! “Ahhhh, it feels so good!” Then he went back up again, releasing his mouth from my dick but still stroking me hard. “I am close to cumming, shall we cum together?” He nodded his head. I pulled him down to me, laying on my left hand side. My left arm wrapped around his back.

I checked his dick which was still hard and wet. I grabbed both our dicks together and stroked, it was easy stroking as both our dicks were wet from his precum and saliva. He pinched my nipples which make me stroked faster. Our dickheads rubbing against each other with each stroke.

Sleep would not come, as Tyler tussled beneath the covers. Sweat glistening on his skin despite the air conditioning in his room. His mind would not rest. Sleepless nights have become the norm the past week and he always woke up irascible. Yet, he could not put the image of Jon on top of him out of the his mind. Part of him secretly wished that night had turned out better… The other part confused about how he had never expected a guy could arouse him so… Unknowingly, his hand crept down under his boxers, he was already hard but he paid his throbbing cock no heed. Reaching down instead to massage that place under his balls, feeling a faint pleasure respond from within. But it was nothing like being massaged from within, his fingers inadvertently creeping to reach the entrance - imagining Jon slowly entering him just the way it should have been, imagining that pleasure blossom from within… Until pain flared as his fingers grazed past his hole. It’s been a week and he was still sore. A grim reminder of what happened. Frustrated he was torn between the forbidden fruit Jon offered and the soft embrace of Clare… Fantasizing about Clare’s perfect boobs bouncing as she rides on his dick, Tyler quickly shot a massive load and fell into a fitful slumber.

Avoiding Jon in school was near impossible, they were taking the same courses and he had already skipped a tutorial lesson this week just to avoid discussing assignments with it him. They would always catch glimpses of each other every now and then, at the cafeteria, at the bus stops, along the walkways in school. Jon would always appear just as Tyler was about to put him out of mind. It was always Tyler who breaks away while Jon could only look on helplessly. Skipping class was not the solution, his first class honours was on the line this semester. Thinking that he would at least be able to attend the lectures undisturbed Tyler decided to go 5 mins later to avoid the crowd and most importantly, Jon. Just as he was about to open the lecture hall door - “Tyler?…” it was Jon’s voice.

Author’s Note: So the J.T.C Series returns after a long hiatus =)

Jon gave my dick a small squeeze and I let out an involuntary gasp. Jon looked at me squarely and said, “I’ll take that as a yes… But first let’s get you cleaned up” jumping off the bed and throwing my towel in my face. I was still getting up when I noticed Jon waiting for me at the door. “What?” I asked. “You are coming in with me” said Jon, before I could even formulate a reply he dragged me out of the room clad in only our towels and made for the communal showers. Luckily it’s the weekends, so the hall is rather deserted. Sometimes I wonder if I’m crazy, just earlier I scored with Clare and right after I’m messing around with my hot stud of a roommate? Following the throbbing of my dick, I walked after Jon.

“Click!” The shower cubicle door closed behind us, locked. I’ve never showered with another guy before and I’m half wondering what Jon has in mind. But no matter how hot fucking Clare was, it couldn’t make up for what Jon did to me just now… For some reason, I couldn’t wait to find out. “Excited, are we?” said Jon in a low whisper glancing at my hardon barely concealed by the towel. Taking off his towel Jon signalled me to do the same. His cock was already hard and strangely I couldn’t help being captivated by the sight of Jon’s hardon. Before I could ask him, Jon placed a finger on my lips, leaned in close saying “just relax and let me clean you up” almost casually undoing the knot on my towel and freeing my hard dick. 

As the warm water cascaded down our bodies, I could feel Jon lean in closer from the back. His cock was already pressing at my butt crack as his huge muscled arms circled my chest. Turning off the water and reaching for the body foam, he started lathering it on my shoulders and slowly down to my lower back, gently massaging me with his strong hands. It was hard not to enjoy it. I could feel his hardon grinding through my butt crack, sliding in and out teasing my hole. It felt strangely nice, with his slippery cock sliding in between my legs intermittently. I felt my body surrender to Jon. Turning me around he started working on my torso. I never really stared at Jon’s body, but somehow I would always manage to sneak a glance when he’s changing and secretly wishing I were as buff as he is. 

Now standing face to face with him my hands reached out and started to wash him. While Clare’s svelte figure was soft and yielding, Jon’s body was firm, taut and massive. It was a different kind of pleasure, appreciating the beauty of a muscled body like his. I felt him flinch ever so slightly as I grazed my fingers over his massive pectorals and brush his erect nipples. I looked at Jon questioningly as his hands worked masterfully releasing tension all over my body. Without a word, his thumbs came up and teased my wet soapy nipples ever so slightly, I shuddered in pleasure. Seeing my reaction, Jon smiled, bent over and set his skillful tongue and hands on both my nipples and my hard cock. I moaned instinctively before silencing myself, almost forgetting that this is a communal toilet. It felt so good. So many sensitive spots on fire all at once…. 

Jon slowly pushed me against the wall and whispered “Now I’m going to show you where your g spot is”. He knelt down soaped up his hands and started to massage my hole. Gradually increasing the pressure of his prodding fingers. “Relax” I heard him say… I felt his mouth engulf my dick at the same time. Before I could push him away, the sensations hit me and it was like nothing I’d ever experienced with Clare before. Jon was slow and deliberate, gradually swallowing my head then inch by inch of my shaft before releasing me and running his tongue all over. Jon’s bj was fucking tight, I could feel his mouth almost wrapping itself around it. Clark’s bj skills paled in comparison, like she was licking a lollipop. Completely bowled over by from my first bj given by a guy, I eventually relaxed enough for one of Jon’s fingers to get thru. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought… “Damn you have a virgin ass” he smirked. His finger quested around gently while I experienced a whole new world of sensation. Having a finger up my ass wasn’t too bad or so I had thought when - “Ahhhh!” I gasped suddenly feeling an unfamiliar burst of pleasure from beneath my balls. I looked down onto Jon’s smiling face “Found it! And you are pretty clean. Wash up and let’s go.”

I never thought it would be so good to be pleasured like this, by a guy! By Jon, my roommate! The moment we entered the room he pinned me down on our beds. “Trust me Okay? I’ll give you a good time” said Jon bursting with anticipation as he grabbed the lube and started massaging my hole. Half dazed with the new sensations of my g spot, I was hungry for more so I complied. Every prod of that magic button felt like a mini orgasm and Jon was at it for the longest time. All the time I was at the edge of an orgasm, my stifled moans and gasps gave Jon ample encouragement. So wait am I gay if I enjoy doing this with Jon way too much? I entertained a stray thought in my mind. Suddenly the pleasure stopped. 

Note: Just had a random and extremely hot epiphany so I penned this down. J.T.C will be taking a short hiatus until my imagination gets back to the right track =)  His name is Mr Lee. Lee Mingshen to be exact, the teacher in charge of the school’s dragonboat team, who also happens to be the team coach because he used to be from the National Team. He is also the discipline master. Managed to picture him yet? Tall, dark, tanned and with a chiselled jawline, his muscular frame and his demeanour strikes fear into the entire student cohort. With perhaps the exception of me, that’s because I have a massive crush on Mr Lee. That was probably the reason why I found myself in the dragonboat team. After one year of training I am still the smallest boy in the team but I make it up with my technique and endurance on the boat. Which along with my petite frame I am chosen to be the team’s pacer. On the flipside I’m no longer as scrawny as I once was and gained some pretty decent lean muscle, with abs that the other boys are so envious over. I guess having a crush can be a good thing after all. 

The team has just ended land training and I was just about to exit the school gate when I realised I left my shoebag behind. Sweaty, tired and caught the humid evening as the sun sets, I would probably suffocate everyone on the train in my current condition. So I picked up my shoebag and headed to grab a shower in the locker-room behind the sports complex. The school was deserted, so I wasn’t expecting company. But imagine my surprise when I walked in to the perfectly tanned and soaped up bubble butt… Of Mr Lee in the open showers.

I froze. Mr Lee snapped around to glare down the intruder, way too fast as if he were just caught doing something wrong. “What are you doing here?” He demanded in his usual gruffiness. A little shocked I explained my situation to him and he nodded ever so slightly, keeping an eye on me by the side. Just as he turned away to finish up his shower, I couldn’t help but notice that his hand was unable to completely hide… his erection. I flushed and got hard immediately. Was he perhaps enjoying his own private time? My thoughts wandered as I moved to the lockers to avoid him. Being the pacer of the boat has some benefits. One of which is the perfect excuse to stare up at my man crush and admire his amazing physique while he coaches the team from the bow of the dragonboat. His broad shoulders, thick arms, buff chest and durian seed abs all 8 of them are indelible images in my mind. Sometimes they are covered under a layer of under armour, sometimes a loose fitting singlet where I can peek a nipslip of his round pink nipples (Oh so yummy!), and on rare occasions topless with just his life jacket (and I’d have to stop myself from hyperventilating).

Now watching him shower in the buff, and just the two of us alone in the locker-room, is pushing my imagination into overdrive. My hardon is throbbing and painfully obvious under my sports tights because I didn’t wear underwear beneath it, I hope against hope that Mr Lee doesn’t notice it (but a little voice in my head hopes otherwise) as I nonchalantly strip off my singlet before attempting to hide in a cubicle. So focused as I was in hiding my shame that I only vaguely heard the faint click of the locker-room door locking from the inside… Wait a min… I was still trying to gather my frazzled thoughts when I heard the signature gruff voice breathe down the back of my neck. “Nice abs Stephen, seems you have been training hard.” I didn’t move a muscle as Mr Lee’s hands landed on both my shoulders. Then I felt it. His throbbing hardon warmly pressed against my buttcrack, hidden just underneath the thin worn towel. My mind exploded into nothingness and it was like I just took a backseat in my head and I let Mr Lee take the lead. 

Without warning he grabbed me by the scruff of my neck, pushed me into a shower cubicle and had me on my knees before I knew it. With the other hand, Mr Lee’s towel came off and I was confronted with his 7 inch member; rock hard, veined with a rounded mushroom head and pulsating to his elevated heartbeat. My mind was a blank, it took me a moment before I registered what Mr Lee just said, “You’ve been waiting long for this, Stephen? Go on, enjoy it." I stammered weakly, "But I…” I was swiftly silenced as Mr Lee plunged not roughly but surely into my gaping mouth. There, my man crush took my oral virginity and I wondered in half exhilaration and trepidation what else he was gonna take next. “Don’t think I did not notice you staring at me at trainings” said Mr Lee as he continued to rhythmically face fuck me, going deeper and deeper and… I gagged.

“This is your first cock?” Mr Lee asked in amazement, “not bad for a first timer” He acknowledged after a pause. With that he pulled me up, then pulled me ever so gently into a warm hug (I swear I melted) then whispered into my ear “I have been noticing you for awhile too.” Before planting a kiss on my cheek. He pulled away, and went down on his knees. “Now let me teach you how it’s done…” Mr Lee said with a smirk, the excitement and glee of taking a virgin written all over his face. The next few moments were like rainbows and butterflies and fireworks and laserlights all going off in my mind all at once as my dick received its virgin blow job (there, 2nd one taken) My moans of bliss and countless exclamations of “Oh God!” reverberated throughout the empty locker-room, I don’t think I’ve ever prayed to God that much (for it not to end) in one sitting. By the time my voice faded into nothingness, I was panting and holding on to Mr Lee’s broad shoulders for support. When he stood up to face me, I noticed some white stuff at the corner of his mouth, “is… that mine?” I ask, horrified. He nodded with a wry smile, then grabbed the nape of my neck and pulled me into a French kiss. Mr Lee was too strong for me to resist, although a part of me rejoiced in the perverse pleasure he is forcing me to participate in, not to mention feeling his muscles clench around me was absolutely intoxicating. My own boy juice poured forth as our lips met and tongues fought. I nearly gagged from the thick fluid, it was sweet and slightly salty not half-bad but sharing it with Mr Lee is totally fucking hot for some reason. “Damn, you taste so good Stephen…” His voice a low drawl, I could feel his ravenous hunger for me. Is this what a rape fantasy feels like? I couldn’t think, much less decide. My hands were all over his body, exploring the muscled ridges like a child at a candy store, Mr Lee grabbed my hands and placed them on his massive pecs, then slowly directed my fingers to draw circles around his fat pink nipples. A gasp escaped his lips, seeing his stern facade break for just that moment was satisfying. “Lick them…” he almost demanded, his breath hot and heavy, pulling my face to his right nipple while wetting my fingers with his tongue before guiding them to his left nipple. His low gruff moans are the sexiest sound ever, and watching him enjoy what I’m doing to him is an absolute turn on. “I’ve been fantasizing about this for a very long time…” he said as his fingers reached behind me, wet with his spit to massage my virgin boyhole. Looking right into my eyes Mr Lee said in a voice that brooked no objections, “Stephen. I’m going to pop your cherry tonight.” No.3, what could I say? I could only nod.

My breath hitched and caught in my throat still can’t believe Tyler was doing all that. I let out a slow gasp as he gently massaged my balls, tentatively working his way up as I felt his warm hands slowly grasp the whole length of my throbbing shaft.

T: “Fuck, you are rock hard and throbbing … (starts to slowly jerk me) is it like this? 

Tyler’s hands were strong but tender, not soft but smooth to the touch. I could only moan in reply as I slowly guided his hand around my shaft and dick head teaching his hand how to pleasure it. I could feel my breaths coming faster as his pace increased while my own hand quested for his rod only to find it hard and throbbing to the beat of his elevated heartbeat. His eyes were glued shut whilst his toned body squirmed under my ministrations. 

His hand was learning fast, our pace increasing gradually as both our pleasure heightened. "You are wet…” Tyler’s breath was tantalizing close, tickling my ear and I shivered involuntarily in response. “So are y- ughhhhh” my moan of pleasure escaped me involuntary as he circled his finger teasingly around my slit, spreading my precum in ever widening circles around my throbbing dickhead. “ So that’s how you do it…” he teased with a wink. Fine two can play at this game as I returned the favour, a tease Tyler might be but he is still a novice at this. He was already leaking buckets as I slowly wrapped my hand around his mushroom head, ever so slowly tightening my grip, his moans rising slowly, unaware of the pleasure that awaits him as I locked my hand around his cockhead. A sharp gasp escaped him as I started twisting “what the!? -gasp* oh fuckk! arghh oh god what are you doing?” Tyler babbled away as his whole body trembled under the mounting pleasures on his dick….   Kicking off my precum stained shorts, I deftly flipped myself on top of Tyler pinning him down, teasingly exposing his wet cock and pulling off his shorts while setting both my hands to work on his leaking member. His reaction was instantaneous and fucking arousing. Watching this swimmer boy squirming under me, lean muscles glinting in the moonlight, eyes closed in ecstasy with his mouth agape in a silent moan enjoying every bit of my hands on his wet cock - sent me into overdrive. I could feel his orgasm coming but this time I’m gonna take it further than I ever dared. “Ugh Jon? I’m close…” I knew he was gonna cum but I wasn’t gonna let him off so easily. With one hand tightened around the base of his cock I kept pleasuring his head. Edging round one. Realizing what I was doing - “No! Stop! Lemme cum - ughhhhh!” then the orgasm hit him and he was thrashing in both pleasure and a little bit of discomfort but it’s a small price to pay for a mind blowing orgasm. When I let him go only a little bit of cum oozed out… His chest was still heaving heavily from the exertions but he was looking at me amazed at what I just did to him

I stepped out of the toilet with the other blindfold and a new piece of rag cloth, explained softly to senior again of the situation that I told junior earlier.

Senior put on his blindfold and I tighten it before tie his hand behind the back, and stuffed another rag cloth into his mouth, just like junior.

I showed him in and assisted him with removing his shirts and pants. For a guy in his forties, his body was well maintained. As senior hands were tied, I have to tie his shirt on his hand.

Both were quiet, not knowing what was coming their way.

I removed my clothes and pants as well and the three of us were all naked in the handicapped toilet.

I guided senior in front of junior, still sitting on the water closer. I removed the gag on junior and guided his mouth to senior’s semi hard cock.

It didn’t took junior long to make senior’s cock rock hard. Perhaps, my effort on senior’s nipples helped as well. Senior moan were muffled by the rag cloth in his mouth, while junior slurped his way.

I helped to repositioned senior to kneeling position and onto junior’s throbbing hard cock. I took off the gag from senior mouth. Senior got the hint from the smell of precum off junior’s leaking cock and immediately took junior’s cock all in one gulp.

I quickly shoved my cock into junior’s mouth too, in case he moans and senior took notice.

Feeling so high from the scene, I picked junior up on his feet, while senior still busy working on junior’s cock, gagged junior, bend him over and start rimming his ass.

Junior was moaning away as he was served from both ends. I would be too.

Without further adue, I pulled senior and junior apart, gagged senior again and gloved junior up. I bend senior over to the wall and guided junior cock into senior’s ass. It glided in smoothly and kept in that position.

I then add lubricant on junior’s already moist ass, gloved myself and started penetrating junior. I placed my hands onto junior’s tied hand like a saddle and guided junior to move front and back as both senior and myself stays still.

Both junior and senior grunts and moans, all muffled.

Junior picks up his pace when he no longer could take it, I swapped between senior and junior.

Similarly, I placed my hand onto senior’s tied up hand like a saddle and guided him to move back and forth. And senior’s tempo was much furious than that of junior.

I slowly moved my hand from senior’s buttocks to his upper body to fondle senior’s nipple as I turned his head over, removed his gag and started kissing.

Tyler: “About what happened just now… I had fun… more than I ever expected actually…” Jon: “You were nervous right? HA!” Tyler: “NO I wasn’t! Okay maybe a little… and Clare’s so hot and tight there… Fuck!” Jon: “Yeah man, too bad she’s yours…”

Tyler didn’t reply immediately, almost as if there was something on his mind, it was a moment before he replied… Haltingly. T: “Actually… I think it would be quite hot if I could watch you fuck her, your bod’s damn nice can…” Tyler’s voice trails off into silence… I wonder what might be on his mind… There was an awkward silence when I broke the tension.

J: “HA! You aren’t afraid I’ll steal her from you?” T: “Fuck you! bet you got hard thinking about fuckin her right!” J: “I was really tempted to actually…” While all I could think about was fucking Tyler just now- no RIGHT NOW after watching him in action and what he’s gonna look like enjoying my cock in his tight virgin boyhole- SHIT! Damn my over imaginative mind, I could feel my cock getting harder and I can’t stop it. And the way Tyler is making all these suggestions next to me is making me throb so badly. I think Tyler might have noticed it…  his voice drops to a low whisper in the dead of the night. T: “Btw what we’re you doing with my cock just now….? Feels damn good…”

I still can’t believe all of this is happening, that I’m not just watching but enacting my most erotic fantasy in the flesh - with Tyler to boot.

Tits and vaginas are nice and all but I still couldn’t forget the allure of Tyler’s cock. Leaving Tyler to finger fuck Clare as she straddled him, he should be too distracted with her boobs bouncing over his face to pay attention to me. With one hand teasing Clare’s boobs from behind (they still feel amazing to me), my free hand finally rested on the object of my desire. Tyler’s throbbing cock, he is copiously wet as I started to tease him with his wet fbt. Damn, I want this to last.

Finally, Tyler’s cock is starting to get some much needed attention. His precum making everything slick and perfect to edge him with. With my fingers, I began to play with his nice rounded cockhead, never forgetting to give a little more attention to the tip, and from his moans and the way his leg thrashes, I’m doing a pretty fine job. Massaging his cockhead and tip until the sensation is unbearable before I stop and repeating it over and over again… I pulled off Tyler’s fbt and his dick snapped free with a ‘slap!’ on his tight abs. There, Tyler’s cock is finally revealed to me, I couldn’t stop running my slick hands up and down his glorius throbbing shaft, driving Tyler’s moans every louder. His dick was about 6 inches, thickly veined with a sizeable girth. Thicker at the base and thinner near the pointed head. I was copiously wet myself and haven’t had much attention on my dick this whole time. Straddling Tyler’s thighs, I started rubbing our precum covered cockheads together. Having both Clare and I working on him was clearly too much for Tyler, “Jon, omg what are you doing!?…” he begged, “anymore and I’ll come…” he whimpered. I reached over to feel Clare’s wetness. Yup, definitely ready. Leaving Tyler helpless on the bed. From all that foreplay I’m afraid he might just explode when I touch it. He was that hard, ramrod straight and pointing up towards his chest at an angle all the while wet with glistening precum. So lost in my reverie that just before I was about to swallow Tyler’s shaft into my mouth, that I realized Clare’s existence. Guess I still prefer guys, well ladies first, or rather girlfriend first in this case.

Clare is quite the tease herself, her tongue set to work on Tyler’s sensitive slit. Swirling round and round as she slowly wrapped up all of Tyler’s girth. While I set about exploring Clare, rubbing my dick on her clit from behind slowly. We were both sopping wet there I couldn’t help my moans, it took quite an effort to refrain from just entering her there and then. I was edging myself as well as her, I could almost feel her 'lips’ inviting me in and just before I could slide even my cockhead in I would pull out, teasing a moan out of her. Tyler is in ecstasy, I think he’s just trying his best not to cum as he watches me tease Clare and squeezing her boobs as she sucks him off. Never thought I’d see his eyes so aflame with desire…wait, was that a glance and a wry smile at me? For double teaming his girl? Or…

It has been a long and dreary Sunday and all I wanted to do was to head to the gym with my buddy and take it out on the weights. Murphys been a real bitch and nothing has been going right.

Well at least there are no shortages of eye candies at FF Westgate this time of the day. Sure enough, I caught sight of a new hunky trainer as I was walking to the locker room. Haven’t seen him around before and damn he is eye catching. Not very tall, not too bulky but well proportioned with his biceps straining at his shirt as he guides his client to execute a proper squat. Quite the looker too, swept back hair, sharp features and a cut jawline with small eyes (I dig that). 

As I dreamily walked past him caught in my own fantasy land, I must have forgotten I was unabashedly staring, or rather, gawking. He caught my eye, flashed a shy smile, was that a wink? I was shocked out of my reverie, as a thousand thoughts raced thru my head. Was that pick up? He thinks I’m cute? But this has never happened to me before! I feel my cheeks flushing and return his smile as quickly as I can before entering the locker room to slow down my racing heart. All that happened in the space of 3 seconds. Also the fastest raging boner I’ve ever sprung in a long time. 

It was just another ICT, and I had just finished my watch at 2am. All I wanted was a hot shower before hitting the sack. I wasn’t expecting any one to be awake but when I entered the mess I saw him texting by the wall, clad in a fitting tee and shorts. He is a PTI, tall, tanned and definitely a nice bulk underneath that straining tee.

“Well he’s straight” I thought to myself, ignore it. I took my time to change out of my uniform, got my toiletries and headed to shower.

To my surprise I heard the shower running. I walked in only to see him peeing naked and wet at the urinal. I was so shocked I quickly got in to a cubicle and shut the door.

He didn’t notice me come in, I heard him ask after I shut the door “Aaron, is that you?”. “Yeah” I managed with a trembling voice and a raging hardon.

I knew he had a good bod, but I haven’t seen him naked until now I had no idea just how hot. Damn, he’s a stud. No tanlines anywhere, butt gleaming wetly in the light. Muscled triceps and biceps on a wide shoulder. He has that kind of uni kid who plays varsity sports kinda build. Nice bulk, not too muscled, and just enough definition to show up in the light with great pecs to top it off with small dark nipples.

I was resisting the temptation to just wank in the cubicle, knowing he’s just naked beside me. I was touching myself in a daze when I heard his voice “Hey Aaron, I ran out of soap, can you pass me some?”. In my mind I was screaming “is this a come on? It’s so cliche!”. So opened my cubicle door with my shower gel in hand…..

Note: this is where the story goes into fantasy mode. With my mind imagining all the things that MIGHT happen.

Scenario 1: I hear his cubicle door open and he walks over to my cubicle. He looks tired I was trying not to look anywhere else but I couldn’t help straying down to see how well endowed he was. It was semi erect or perhaps he’s just a shower, about 6 inches with a slightly pointed head. It was curved downwards. Meanwhile I was trying to cover my raging hardon with my other hand. He took it and left without incident. I didn’t hear his door latching back, mine was left open as well. “Hey Aaron” I hear him again “I strained my shoulder at the gym today, can’t really reach my back…. Ummm, do you mind giving me a hand?” I thought “this can’t be happening” I was caught off guard, me giving him a hand on his back?! “Aaron? It’s okay if you don’t want…” I cut him off, “Yeah, don’t worry bout it, we are all guys here no biggie”

I walked to his cubicle, his door was wide open. He was braced against the shower back facing me, his powerful shoulders flexed and he rolled his arms back and forth. “I shouldn’t have pushed so hard at the gym today, sorry to trouble you”. I lathered my hands up, now my raging hardon is out, he’d better not turn around now. Slowly I massaged the soap into the ridges of his back and shoulders, all the time staying at arms length lest he feels my dick rubbing against his back. I apply abit more pressure around the shoulders, I can feel him relaxing. “Damn, you have good strong fingers” his bunched muscles slowly unclamping. I rub down lower, taking care not to graze his firm butt. “Why so tired today? We didn’t do much” I asked. “Just sian lah, gf issues… Damn Aaron, your hands feel damn good man… I should return the favour hahaha” just as he turns around, my dick head grazes across his two butt cheeks. We both freeze, I looked down. He was rock hard full 6.5 inches, head angled sharply upwards. He broke the silence “Well, do you wanna deal with that?” I just nodded. “What must he think?” I thought. “Together? Haven’t wanked in days, Ha, I’ll just close my eyes”. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, as he slowly started to stroke his throbbing dick. “What should I do?” As a million possibilities run through my mind. Emboldened by the amazing sight before me, it was now or never I asked “You want me to help with that?” He half opened his eyes burning with desire, he was already leaking buckets, he is really really horny now. Before he could form a protest, I said “it will feel better, like how you sometimes switch hands to wank?” He thought for awhile “er well okay.. Just to try” but his voice was thick with anticipation. I soaped up one hand, wrapped it gently around his cock head. I hear a soft catch of breath, his eyes are closed and back leaned against the cubicle wall. In between ragged breaths I can hear his heavy breathing “Jenn… Jenn… Oh fuck.” Ah so he’s imagining his gf eh.. As my hand twist up and down his shaft I ask “so how far did you go with her?” Stunned out of his reverie, he managed, “nothing like this, her hand jobs felt weird and I only touched her boobs once… But damn your hands feel amazing! What are you doing?” I just grinned, “I could teach you… But you have to use mine for demo, fair?” I twisted his dick gently a little and he cringed in pleasure, “Okay fine fine, show me how.” Slowly I guided his hand around my shaft, stroking up and down with twists and fingers playing with the slit. Unknowingly his other hand is stroking his own dick with what I showed him. I was in heaven, with my straight eye candy in a toilet cubicle rubbing me off. I let out a low moan, surprisingly he let out a deep throated moan too.

“Your GF never gave you a blow job before?” He looked at me, aware of the implications behind my questions suddenly. You could see his face struggle with wanting it so badly, but unsure of himself. I said, “hey, this is just between us, OK?” I lied that I was horny too and curious to try sucking a cock for the fun of it and “if you like it later, you can try mine too” I said with a slight laugh “nothing to worry about since we are both nice and clean now hahah”. He nodded slowly with a slight smile, “just imagine it’s your gf giving you a bj for the first time” and closed his eyes. My tongue started slowly licking circles around his pointed head, he anxiously started thrusting. I grabbed his waist “hey slow down, you are not exactly small you know”. Slowly my mouth took his whole member in. His sharp gasp went into a deep breathy ahhh punctuated by an exclamation “Fuck. Oh god…” I started twirling my tongue and moving and his moans started getting louder, he was completely lost in sensation. I got the best view of his perfect body when I spared a glance up. The overhead light drew shadows over his bulging pecs, his abs came out as he tensed, his sculpted arms were covering his face as he breathe.d “Jenn… Jenn, ahh you so wet. I want to fuck you so badly Jenn. Please…” clearly he was in another world. I could feel his body tensing up for release. 

It would be so hot to take his cum right then but my own horny mind wondered how far I can push him tonight… I wrapped my fingers tight around his base to stop the ejaculate but not the orgasm. He moaned and nearly collapsed on me. I started fondling him dark perky nipples and I was rewarded with satisfied moans. Damn his firm pecs look fucking perfect, tough slightly rounded and bulging just right. I’m couldn’t stop my tongue from flitting to his right nipple and my hands returned to stroking him. He was in ecstasy, so was I, running my hands over his perfect body, smooth, tender and just firm enough muscles. I was ready. I needed this stud to fuck me. As he was still mumbling about fucking Jenn (I would what’s stopping her) I popped the magic question. “You could try fucking me…” I turned around and positioned my eagerly waiting hole on his throbbing dick. He was completely breathless and looking at me with this look that thought it incredulous that this could get any better. “You don’t need a condom like with a girl, you can feel everything”. His precum was the perfect lube in the wet shower, and he’s still leaking. I wonder how long has he not released. I eased him in slow. His cock head slid in suddenly and we both gasped. I started clenching gently and I could feel his breath hot and heavy on my neck as he slowly pushed it in. “God, you are…. so….tight..” he managed as he slowly picked up the pace into smoother, longer and deep strokes. I could barely suppress my loud moaning as his dick started caressing my spot and pounding on it harder and harder. His hands found their way to my nipples and started tweaking them. I never expected this. I turned around to admire that hard sculpted body pumping hard into my hole, and his handsome face scrunched in utmost pleasure for the first time. 

Then suddenly, He turned me around laid me down gently and entered me missionary. The only difference, his eyes weren’t closed and there was no more mention of Jenn. Almost as if he couldn’t believe I could give him so much pleasure. He held my shoulders and impaled me deeper on his shaft, I feel it nest right up against my sweet spot. But I could not escape that intense glare in his eyes as he started pounding in earnest. I ran my fingers over his pecs and nipples and he thrust deeper with every graze that only made me clench tighter. He threw back his head, that sight of him in absolute ecstasy as his cock throbbing once, twice, three times before I felt the warm gush of his seed inside me. Spent but not exhausted he rest his head on my chest. We spent the next few moments in silence, catching out breaths, realizing what had just happened.

He broke the silence, “Why do you feel so good with a dick inside your ass? Doesn’t it hurt?” Sensing his insatiable appetite and curiosity, “because a guys g spot is inside, we can orgasm from the g spot and from our dicks. Now imagine we combine the two…. Which is what you just did to me… (baiting him) I mean it is a little bit painful at first you were awesome with your dick man.” That got him hooked. He pulled out of me already hard again, he had a hungry look in his eyes as he asked. “Do it on me, I want to try”. I couldn’t believe my luck, me fucking this straight uni stud here in a camp shower cubicle in the dead of night. Oh yes.

“Okay just relax, and imagine whatever gets you excited” “I’m just imagining you fucking me. Man. I don’t know why but I’m turned on” True. He is rock hard again. My tongue gets to work and true to his word, his ass opens up more of his virgin boyhole, wet, hairless and clenching in anticipation. I slowly probe a finger in and he tenses suddenly. I stop “relax, trust me, it will feel a bit weird at first” slowly my digit inches past his tight sphincter (just the thought of taking this studs virgin boy ass gets me to the edge faster than anything. I angle my finger down and locate what I was looking for. Slowly I massage his prostate, his moans return with sudden force “Oh god, fuck?! Feels damn good! Ugh” His cock pulsating with my every prod. He suddenly stops me, looks me in the eye “I want your dick inside” I oblige. Taking him was the most exquisite feeling ever, his hole puckering and eager to swallow my dick every inch inserted was pure pleasure as my hands went to his sensitive nipples slowly hardening. His moans has become this deep needy growl when I am fully plunged in. He almost begs me “Fuck me…. Please”

I took my time savouring every inch of his body. Watching his muscles bounce as I pound away. His face ecstatic. Feeling his strong musculature tensing and harden. My hands couldn’t get enough of his pecs, my tongue his nipple, my hard dick his virgin boyhole. All that has happened since walking in on his shower 30 mins ago comes back to me, I’ve never been more aroused and I plough into him with a reckless abandon which he ardently receives as we wrap each other up in arms. My tongue finds his finally and we lip lock at last. I feel the rumbles of the orgasm deep within me begin and I pound harder. His g spot pushed by my strokes past the limit begins as tighter contractions on my dick. Breathlessly he tells me, “keep going! Harder!- Oh oh! Oh!” I muffle his half shouts with a kiss, he whimpers helplessly as his dick explodes once more, this time hands free. His tight clenching ass pushes me to the peak as I hold on to his big frame for support, all the pent up desire since I first laid eyes on him pouring into his tight hole in exploding bursts of pleasure.

This time we are both exhausted. “Thanks Aaron,” he managed between ragged breaths as he turned on the cold shower. We caress and hug each other as the water cascades down both our entwined bodies.