“I’m eighteen,” I pleaded, meaning I was old enough to be in the hot tub—and old enough to bend over for his big, hairy cock.

It wasn’t fair. I had just graduated from high school when my parents announced they were going to Europe for three weeks in June—without me. And to rub salt in the wound, not trusting me to be on my own, they were shipping me off to stay with my grandma at Shady Oaks, her retirement community in Sarasota, Florida. Life sucked.

Unbeknownst to my parents, my goal for the summer was to lose my ass cherry. With college just a couple months away, I was determined to not arrive on campus as a virgin. I wanted dick over the summer—and lots of it.

So you can imagine my disappointment when I arrived at Shady Oaks and fired up Grindr, only to learn I was smack dab in the middle of a cock desert. The nearest guy looking to fuck some ass was ten miles from Shady Oaks, and I didn’t have a car. Fuck. I thought my situation was hopeless—until I discovered Mel.

“Who is that guy?” I asked Grandma on my second day at Shady Oaks, gesturing to a hot silver daddy hanging by the pool as I accompanied grandma to her chair yoga class.

Muscular, bearded, and hairy as fuck, the guy exuded masculinity. But what excited me the most was the massive bulge in the orange speedo he sported at the pool. He was hung like fuck, and he wanted everyone to know it—including me.

“Grandma—who is that guy?” I repeated as she pretended to not hear me. But before I could prompt her for a third time, the man waved to us.

“Hello, Agnes,” the hot daddy called out to Grandma as we passed him on the pool deck, adjusting his bulge absentmindedly. “Is this handsome boy your grandson?”

But instead of stopping to introduce me, Grandma kept on walking without giving the man any acknowledgment. I couldn’t believe she was being such a bitch—and a cock block.

“Grandma—what the hell?” I admonished her as she marched forward. “You just ignored that nice man.”

“That’s Mel,” she answered with disgust. “And he’s not a nice man. Ever since he moved in six months ago, he’s caroused around here like Don Juan, slipping his fat prick to every desperate widow who will spread her legs for him.”

“Grandma,” I exclaimed. “I’ve never heard you talk like that.”

“Excuse my salty language,” she retorted. “But Mel has tried to make the moves on me many times. But I told him I don’t want crabs or whatever else he’s got. Just do me a favor and stay away from him, okay? That man is a bad influence.

A bad influence? Maybe. Promising? Most definitely. Any man with a big cock who openly enjoys smashing pussy without apology would most likely be willing to fuck a dude—especially a young, hot guy like me. And so I ignored her command and set out to talk with Mel later that afternoon while Grandma was at bingo.

Fortunately, Mel was easy to find, having moved from the pool to the nearby hot tub. And even better, he was alone—and naked, his orange speedo resting by the side of the hot tub. Dirty fucker. Unfortunately, after the way grandma had snubbed him, he didn’t look thrilled to see me.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” he smirked as I stripped off my shirt and entered the hot tub. My eyes traversed his muscular, hairy body and locked onto the tantalizing glimpse of his massive cock just under the surface. “No kids are allowed in here,” he growled.

“I’m eighteen,” I pleaded, meaning I was old enough to be in the hot tub—and old enough to bend over for his big, hairy cock.

“Eighteen,” he mused, stroking his bearded chin, his eyes taking in my tight body. “Well then—that certainly changes things.”

“I’m sorry about my grandma,” I apologized to Mel. “She shouldn’t have—”

“Don’t apologize,” Mel cut me off. “Agnes has every right to dislike me. I was seeing her friend Evelyn when I first moved here, but then started fucking around with Miriam, Edna, Agatha and—well, you get the idea. Life is too short to keep sticking my dick in the same hole, you get me?”

“Yeah,” I agreed, looking down at his massive cock. “Especially when you’ve got a big dick like that.”

“Shit, boy. You like cock?” he inquired, taken aback at my boldness.

“I sure do,” I admitted. “And I’d love to get that big dick inside me.”

“You want to come back to my place?” he asked with a salacious grin, tugging on his big dick under the water. “Take this big dick up your ass?”

“Fuck yeah,” I agreed. “But I should warn you that I’m a virgin—I’ve never been fucked.”

“Shit. This must be my lucky day,” Mel winked as he climbed out of the hot tub, his big cock surfacing like a submarine. Quickly, he pulled on his orange speedo, stuffing his big dick into it like trying to force sausage into its casing.

His apartment was a stone’s throw from the pool, and I was relieved that we didn’t pass the bingo hall. I didn’t need to get busted by Grandma. I just needed some dick.

“I don’t have any condoms,” Mel informed me as we entered his place, leading me to his bedroom. “It’s not like the bitches around here can get pregnant.”

“It’s cool. You can fuck me raw,” I suggested. “And you can cum up my ass.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he replied. “Make yourself comfortable on the bed,” he ordered as I dutifully complied, stripping off my clothes and reclining on the bed.

“Holy fuck,” I exclaimed as Mel pulled off his speedo and tossed it on the floor. His cock was instantly rock hard and massive. It looked like a fucking arm between his legs.

“I get that reaction a lot,” Mel laughed, gripping his cock, engorging it’s enlarged, purplish head. “But I’ll go slow. And if you can take my big cock, you’ll be able to take any cock.”

But could I take Mel’s big cock? Perhaps I had bitten off more than I could chew. I wanted my cherry popped—not pulverized.

As Mel climbed on the bed, positioning himself between my legs, I began to have serious concerns about giving up my hole to him. But then I thought—fuck it. Go big or go home.

But any doubts I had evaporated as Mel pushed my legs over my head and buried his tongue into my hole. “Jesus,” I gasped. “That feels so fucking good.”

“I love eating a hole before I fuck it,” Mel shared, his hot breath on my sphincter. “It’s a pleasure to devour a young, tight cunt, instead of the usual baggy, worn out pussies I get around here.”

Ravenously, Mel ate me out, his tongue opening my hole, readying it for his big dick. I would have been happy to let him tongue fuck me all afternoon, but Mel had other plans for my hole.

“Time to get this big dick in you,” Mel announced, my hole open and ready. Deftly, he pushed himself up with one hand as he gripped his cock with the other. Breaching the wet folds of my puckered hole, Mel pushed into me.

“Jesus,” I gasped, my hole burning as he went balls deep in me. “It hurts like fuck.”

“Shhh,” he whispered softly in my ear. “Just relax. Let that pussy open for me.”

Mel held still inside me, my sphincter straining against his massive girth. The fullness inside of me was overwhelming, a distinct pressure in my gut.

“I—I think I need to shit,” I reported with embarrassment, not wanting to empty my bowels with his dick inside me.

“You don’t need to shit,” Mel advised, his cock beginning to thrust slowly inside me. “Your sphincter is just confused. It happens to a lot of guys the first time.”

“Have—have you fucked a lot of guys?” I wondered aloud.

“Shit,” he laughed. “I’ve fucked a lot of everything. Having a big dick like mine is a gift, and I like to share it.”

I was grateful Mel was sharing it with me, because that big dick was starting to feel good inside me—really good, in fact. I began to moan involuntarily as Mel delivered some slow strokes inside me, his hairy belly rubbing against my cock with each thrust.

“You feeling good, baby?” he whispered in my ear, his scruffy beard grazing my cheek. “You think you’re ready to be fucked now?”

“Yes,” I begged, my legs wrapping around his meaty ass, drawing him deeper inside me. “Fuck me—fuck me like a bitch.”

Needing no further permission, Mel began to ravage my hole, pounding my cunt at a breakneck pace. His big cock felt so good inside me, exploring my virgin depths.

“It’s been a long time since I deflowered a virgin,” Mel shared with a devilish grin while pummeling my hole. “I honestly didn’t expect it to happen again. There’s not a lot of tight cunts like yours in this place.”

And probably not a lot of big dicks like his. Despite Grandma’s thoughts on the guy, I could see why so many of her widowed friends had spread their legs for Mel. Getting dicked down by him was incredible. His big cock was clearly the best ride at Shady Oaks, and I was glad to have my turn.

Mel’s stamina was incredible, pummeling my quivering cunt over and over. His muscular arms wrapped around me tighter, pulling me into his hairy body. He was consuming me, devouring me greedily.

And then it happened—a low growl building deep within his chest. Faster, he began to thrust within me, the growl getting louder with each deep push. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs tighter around him, willing him to dump his load in me.

His steady growl had grown louder, urgent in my ear. And with one last, deep thrust, Mel exploded inside me. “FUCK,” he grunted like a wild animal. “FUCK—FUCK—FUCK.”

His body shuddered uncontrollably atop me, his big cock throbbing in my depths, ejecting his cum with a violent force. I could feel each spurt as his load claimed my virgin depths, marking me as his.

“That’s it—breed me,” I begged, stroking his sweaty back, relishing the warmth of his seed swimming inside me.

With his balls finally emptied, Mel collapsed on top of me, his breath heavy and hot in my ear. Miraculously, he was still hard. As his breathing returned to normal, I wondered if he might stay inside me and pound out another load in me.

Then suddenly, pushing himself up with his muscular arms, Mel pulled out of me. A rush of cum and air escaped my ass. Looking down at my wrecked cunt, Mel gave a sadistic laugh.

“Looks like I’ve pulverized your cherry,” he observed, the dirty fucker diving down and lapping up his cum from my gaping hole. “Let’s get you in the shower.”

Weak on my legs, I followed Mel into the shower, his spent cock swinging between his legs. But before he soaped up my body and shampooed my hair like an attentive lover, Mel pushed me up against the tile wall, the warm shower water on my body, and fucked another load into me from behind.

“Where’ve you been?” Grandma asked when I finally returned to her place. “I was getting ready to have dinner without you.”

“I—uh—I was hanging out with Mel,” I reported truthfully, not seeing any reason to lie considering I was planning to spend a lot more time with him during my visit.

“Mel?” she croaked. “I warned you about that despicable man.”

“He’s not so bad,” I objected. “In fact, he’s invited me over tonight to play poker with some of his buddies—Stanley, Arthur, and Irving, I think he mentioned.”

“I know those fools. You be careful playing poker with them. They’ll take advantage of you,” Grandma warned. “They play for real money. You won’t win a thing. You’ll only end up losing your shirt.”

Actually, they did take advantage of me. I lost my pants that night—and won eight loads up my ass.

We’d become best friends in college when we rushed the same fraternity and both moved to the city after graduation. While I quickly got married after college, Logan seemed perfectly content to enjoy being single in the big city. As the cracks in my marriage became more obvious I’d become more envious of the freedom my buddy had.

After moving into Logan’s place with my two suitcases and a box of crap, I quickly realized he didn’t have a sofa. The most bachelor of bachelor pads, Logan had two lazy boys with a small beer fridge in between.

“So I was wondering where I’m going to sleep,” I asked Logan as we both stood in his bathroom in only our underwear.

He crossed his arms and made the cute little smile he makes when he finds something amusing.

“With me,” he replied as he looked at me for a reaction.

“Oh, OK,” I said remembering back to our college days when it was common for us to crash in each other’s beds. “It’ll be like the old days.”

“Yeah, sorry,” he said still smirking. “I promise I’ll try not to spoon you like I used to.”

I laughed before getting serious while staring at the bathroom floor, “maybe a good spoon would help cheer me up.”

A big smile now spread across Logan’s face, “I was hoping you’d want to cuddle with me again.”

“Shut up and spoon me,” I laughed as I left his bathroom and walked to a side of his bed.

“That’s the side I sleep on,” Logan said.

“But I like this side,” I protested playfully.

“Ugh, fine,” Logan countered in the same playful mood, “but I’m still the big spoon.”

“You just like your cock snuggled in my ass,” I laughed as we got under the covers.

Logan wrapped his arms around my bare torso from behind as I felt his cock makes its way between my tight ass.

“Mmmmm,” Logan’s warm, minty breath felt good on my neck and face as he moved in cheek to cheek.

“Your cock is really in there,” I said before he pulled me tighter.”

“Shhhhhh,” he hissed as he held on for dear life.

I have to admit, it felt good being wrapped in Logan’s arms again. It felt safe and normal. I immediately fell asleep only to be awakened by a few tender kisses on my cheek.

“Logan?” I asked softly as he continued to kiss my cheek and then my neck.

“Hmmmm,” he moaned as he continued to kiss me.

It didn’t bother me that Logan was kissing me. I didn’t even really think anything of it until I felt his hard cock against the thin layer of material separating his cock from my ass.

“Logan,” I said a little louder as I was now more alarmed.

“What Matty?” He whispered back his nickname for me.

“I … I can feel your dick on my ass,” I stammered. “You’re hard.”

I felt Logan’s hand on my bulge and I froze.

“You’re hard too, Matty,” he said before kissing me again.

I realized he was right. My cock was rock hard and trying desperately to free itself from my underwear. I froze as I tried to figure out my next course of action — break free from Logan or let it happen. I let it happen.

I felt him working to get his underwear off and then I felt his leaking cock drenching my own underwear as it worked to find a way in. Without realizing what I was doing, I found myself pulling my own briefs down my legs before kicking them off my foot. Now Logan’s hard, leaking cock was in between my butt cheeks on a search mission to find my hole. Again, I let it happen.

“Oh fuck!” I said loudly as Logan’s cock made contact with my virgin hole.

“It’s so warm, baby,” Logan whispered before pushing his cock head against the entrance to my pucker.

I was terrified of how horrible this was going to hurt, but I wanted my best friend deep inside me. I wanted to feel him in me.

“Just go slow, I’ve never done this,” I warned in an unintentionally harsh tone.

“Matty, I’ve … never mind,” Logan said.

“What?” I asked.

“I’ve … wanted to do this for a really long time,” Logan confessed. “I’m in love with you.”

I pushed back against his cock as his confession washed over my body. I realized in that moment that I’ e always wanted it too.

“Fuck me, babe,” I whined as his precum-covered cock slowly entered me.

I whined some more … a lot louder, but Logan naturally quieted me with his kisses. He waited a little bit after each push inside me as I got used to the feeling. It hurt, but it felt better the more I got used to it. It took a while but he was now slowly fucking me.

“You feel so good inside me,” I said turning my head and kissing his lips at an awkward angle.

“It feels so fucking good,” Logan said before kissing me again. “But can we change positions?”

“YES!” I said loudly before starting to pull off his dick.

“Hold on,” he said. “Go slow.”

Finally off his cock and wanting to be back on it, I asked how he wanted me.

“Get on your back so I can kiss you while I pound that hot hole,” he said.

I’d never heard him talk like that, but I was instantly into it. The vulgar nature of what he was saying was intoxicating and freeing.

“Pound me hard, babe,” I said trying desperately to get on his cock.

Finally back inside me, Logan and I properly kissed. It was hot and sensual. The hard fucking was making us sweaty and the sheets were quickly soaked. Like I’d been riding cock for years, I was telling Logan how I wanted his cock, how fast and to go deeper.

“Fuck, take that cock, stud,” Logan moaned. “I’m going to shoot soon.”

“Cum inside me,” I begged with urgency.

“Are you sure?” Logan asked hoping I wouldn’t change my mind.

“Flood me, babe,” I begged. I want to take all of your loads.”

And just like that, our first fuck ended when Logan squirted a huge load inside me. The warm new feeling quickly had me spraying my cum all over both of us. It was the biggest orgasm and load I’d ever experienced.

“You OK,” Logan asked after a minute of silence.

“What do you think, Ty?” I asked as he looked around.

“It’s pretty cool, Dad,” he replied as he looked into the living area next to the billiard room. “How many of us are there?”

“Hmmm, let’s see,” I said thinking. “I guess with Mac bringing his friend Tony there will be 8 of us — 2 to a room.”

“Am I staying with you?” Tyler asked.

“No, I figured you’d want to stay with one of the younger guys, so I was going to put you with Gabe,” I said looking for his reaction.

Gabe is a young Dad who works with me at my law firm who was in desperate need of some vacation time away from work, his wife and kids. Gabe and Tyler had hit it off when they met at our house over Christmas, so I figured it would be more fun for both of them to stay together.

“Cool,” Tyler smiled as he tried to play off his excitement.

I showed Tyler his room and he threw his bag on the queen-sized bed he was sharing with Gabe.

“What do you think?” I asked.

“Works for me,” Tyler said. “I like the bathroom.”

“Yeah, you can fit all 8 of us in there,” I said sticking my head in the bathroom to look as I adjusted my cock at the thought of it.

“There you are,” Gabe’s voice said behind me.

I turned to see Gabe walking toward Tyler as they both had big smiles. They shook hands and gave each other a big hug.

“How was the drive?” I asked as Gabe walked to me and gave me a hug.

Gabe’s cheek brushed mine as I inhaled his intoxicating scent.

”Not bad,” Gabe responded. “Just listened to some podcasts and music.”

Gabe looked around the room and then saw Tyler’s bag on the bed.

“This your room?” Gabe asked Tyler.

“It is,” I answered for my son. “And yours, if that’s OK.”

“Nice!” Gabe said with a big smile as he took off his backpack and threw it on the bed next to Gabe’s.

“You’ve got to check out this shower,” I said to Gabe as I gestured toward the bathroom behind me.

Gabe walked past me and into the bathroom.

“Holy shit,” Gabe said. “That’s a huge shower.”

“That’s what we said,” I replied.

“Tyler, we might have to take our showers together just to fully make use of how big this thing is,” Gabe said from the bathroom.

I watched as Gabe smiled and stood and walked to the bathroom.

“I’ll wash your back if you wash mine,” Tyler replied to Gabe.

My cock was growing in my shorts as my son and Gabe seemed to hit it off like they had at Christmas — only this time they were sharing a bed and bathroom by themselves. The chemistry between them was electric.

“I’m going to head down and unpack in my room and see if anyone else is here yet,” I said as the two ignored me and kept talking about the shower.

I found my buddy Andrew downstairs in the refrigerator grabbing a beer.

“I see you’re already getting the party started,” I said as I walked toward Andrew.

“You know it,” Andrew said putting the beer on the counter and pulling me into a deep hug before giving me a deep, needy kiss.

Our tongues wrestled as my friend cupped my big ass in his hands. Our hard cocks rubbed each other as someone cleared their throat behind us. We broke the kiss and let go of each other and I turned to see Tyler standing there.

“Ty, you remember Andrew,” I said wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Hey, man, how are you?” Andrew asked pulling Tyler in for a hug.

“Good to see you,” Tyler said as the two let go of each other.

“Just came to get a couple of beers,” Tyler said. “Gabe and I are going to try out that shower.”

Tyler was now looking at me waiting for my reaction.

”Sounds like fun, son,” I smiled.

“I think Andrew and I are going to go unpack in our bedroom,” I said looking at Andrew and then back at my son.

“Have fun,” Tyler gave me a knowing look before grabbing two beers from the refrigerator.

Tyler walked up to me and gave me a big hug with a beer in each hand.

”Thanks for talking me into coming, Dad,” he said. “I think this is going to be a really fun week.”

“I’m happy you agreed to come, son,” I replied. “It’s going to be amazing.”

Tyler disappeared to his room as Andrew came and wrapped his arms around me.

“You really knew Tyler and Gabe would hit off, huh?” Andrew asked.

”Yeah, I saw the chemistry they had at Christmas and knew they’d pick right back up without Gabe’s family around.

Andrew gave me another deep kiss before asking if I wanted to go try out the bed in our room.

“Yeah, we probably have some time before the rest of the guys get here,” I said.

“And they’ll come find us when they get here anyway, so we might as well get my big cock in that ass of yours,” Andrew smiled. “It’s been torture waiting for this day to get here.”

”I know, baby,” I said giving him a kiss. “I’m ready for my non-stop pounding from that big dick. Just let me go check on them really quick.”

“Leave them alone, stud,” Andrew said. “You’ll have time with Tyler to see if things go there. I’d say we’re off to a good start if he’s up there having sex with Gabe and the two of you have never discussed your sexualities.”

“You’re right, babe,” I said smiling again.

Andrew always talks sense into me and makes me smile. He also has a thick 8.5” cock that fucks my prostate, so I needed to be worried about that right now.

“Let’s go take off these clothes and get sweaty,” I said grabbing Andrew’s hand.

“Mmmmm you know I can’t resist that sexy body, baby,” Andrew said in a lustful tone. “I might just go ahead and pump a few loads into you so I can calm down and enjoy myself.”

“Whatever you need, sexy,” I smiled.

We didn’t even bother closing our door before we were both naked and reacquainting ourselves with each other’s bodies. Andrew is hairy and built with a nice ass. Even though he doesn’t like to get fucked, he liked when I gave his ass a nice long rim session, but we were both too horny for that right now.

Andrew laid back on the bed and held up his huge erection as I hovered over it and lowered myself. His fat cock had just gotten a coating of gel and welcomed my hole.

“FUCK,” I said loudly as Andrew’s cock was fully inside me.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” our buddy Mac said from the doorway as he ran his hand over his bulge.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned as Andrew pounded my hole.

I turned and looked at Mac as his buddy Tony now stood next to him.

I quietly placed the boxes on the table and arranged them before looking up to see Brad standing at my desk in nothing but a jockstrap. In shock, I’d never seen Brad in anything other than a fashionable business casual outfit that his wife had picked out for him.

“That would be great,” Brad told the client. “I’ll have Mike send that over to you in the next couple of hours.”

Brad hung up with the client and looked around my work area while he held his phone with one hand and rubbed his exposed butt cheeks with the other. I didn’t know what to say or do since I’d already waited too long to make my presence known.

“Hey, Brad,” I said as I watched my boss jump a little from the surprise of me being there.

“Fuck!” Brad said with a smile as he turned toward me.

My eyes locked in on the large bulge in Brad’s jockstrap. Brad noticed and looked down.

“Sorry, you scared me,” Brad said, “And I didn’t realize how late it was.”

“Yeah, it’s 8 a.m. already,” I added looking at my watch. “Were you up early?”

Brad ran his hand over his hairy pecs as he looked up at me.

“Yeah, my family might be gone for a month, but I’m still hardwired to be up at 5 a.m.,” Brad replied. “Oh, and sorry for being pretty much naked.”

“Yeah, I was wondering if that was our new uniform,” I laughed. “If so, I’m grossly over dressed.”

My comment made Brad laugh. He put his phone on my desk and adjusted the waistband of his jockstrap and looked up at me.

“It takes me back to college … being in a jock,” Brad said. “My wife hates them, so I only ever wear them when she’s gone.”

“That’s crazy that she doesn’t like it,” I said sitting on another desk and crossing my big arms as I watched him. “You look amazing in them.”

“Thanks, Mike,” Brad smiled. “It’s nice to hear that for once.”

I felt bad for Brad. He runs a very successful small business that’s rapidly growing and his wife acts like she’s always annoyed with everything that he does.

“Well, you do,” I said looking at his body again. “You need to hear it more often. Since it’s only us in the office, you should just wear that the rest of the day — you don’t have any Zoom calls.”

Brad smiled again. I could see he liked the idea.

“A sort of guys-only type of situation isn’t it?” He asked. “That sounds good to me, honestly.”

”Then it’s settled … you’ll walk around in a jock all day and I’ll tell you how good you look,” I joked as I stood to head to my desk and get to work.

“Ah, no,” Brad said quickly, “if I’m wearing a jock then you’re wearing a jock.”

The thought of walking around in jocks with my boss was exciting but scary. While married myself, nobody knew that I was bi (except the guys at the gym I occasionally fucked), so I was worried I might get a boner in front of Brad.

“Too bad I don’t have one,” I said obviously joking and happy I wouldn’t be participating.

”I’ve got a ton, so head inside and pick one out,” Brad said. “Bottom drawer of the last set of drawers in my closet … way in the back.”

I knew not to argue and just headed inside from the guest house our office was set up in behind his main house. I passed the pool that looked inviting before heading inside.

I’d only been in Brad’s room twice to very quickly grab things like laptops he’d left next to his bed, so this new freedom of being by myself in his inner sanctum excited me. I found the drawer and squatted down and opened it.

There were a few folded tees that I moved out of the way. I pulled the drawer open as far as it could before seeing his pile of jockstraps. It looked like they were all from his college days as I wondered if they were really as dirty as they looked. I instinctively pulled a jock to my nose and inhaled. The amazing scent of Brad’s cock and balls whizzed through my body and immediately brought my own cock to life.

I did the same thing to another jock and then another. They were all ripe and intoxicating as I wondered if the one he had on was also dirty. Feeling bold and sexually charged, I took off all my clothes and stood naked in Brad’s closet as I hung my clothes on some hangers. My hard dick moved around with me as I made myself at home. I grabbed the jock I decided to wear and gave it another sniff before stepping into it. I pulled it up my body and over my erection before looking at myself in the full-length mirror.

“Damn,” I said quietly to myself as I checked out my 28-year-old former jock body.

I was suddenly excited to get back to the office to casually show Brad when I walked back in, but my boner was rigid and aching. I thought about shooting a load really quick while sniffing another of Brad’s jocks, but for some reason I just headed back to the guest house. My hard dick was obvious, but something inside me told me not to worry.

I opened the door to the office but didn’t see Brad. Had he gone inside? I sat at my desk before hearing a low groan from the bathroom. I slowly stood and quietly walked to the bathroom door. I heard another unmistakable moan and pulled the handle and opened the door. I don’t know why I did it, but my cock was now calling the shots.

“Shit,” I said loudly after seeing Brad on the toilet with his jock pouch pulled to the side as he jacked his huge meat.

Brad’s face looked a little pissed at first but my boss continued to stroke his long, fat cock as we made eye contact.

“I needed to cum,” Brad said as if a normal thing to happen at work.

“I can see that,” I responded as my hand touched my own full cock through the fabric.

“Looks so good on you,” Brad said a little seductively as he worked his cock. “How does it feel to wear my dirty underwear?”

“Feels fucking amazing, boss,” I said pulling my cock out and giving it a few strokes.

I was completely lost in lust at this point and could tell Brad was too. I turned and showed him my ass before bending over and showing him my tight pink hole.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Brad said before standing and putting a hand on my right butt cheek. “It’s so hot seeing you in my underwear.”

“It feels good on my cock,” I said still bent over and looking up at him. “Want to taste my ass, boss?” I asked to my own surprise.

“Fuck yeah, I do!” Brad said before quickly getting on his knees behind me and grabbing my butt cheeks.

Brad’s tongue sent shivers through me as it made contact. He was quickly immersed in my hole as he slurped, tongued and spit on it. He’s clearly done this before and enjoys it.

“Fuck yeah, Brad,” I cheered him on in a light moan. “That feels so good. Yeah, tongue that hole, stud.”

Brad reached around and stroked my cock as he tasted every inch of my hole his tongue could reach. I knew the natural progression would be him wanting to fuck me, but I’ve been waiting to pound his ass for so long.

“I want to ride your cock, Brad said answering the questions happening in my head.

“Where do you want me to fuck you, boss?” I asked as I stood and looked around.

“On your desk, Brad quickly blurted. “And then my desk. And the pool. I want to ride that big dick in every inch of this house.”

Without warning, Brad put his hand on my chin and pulled me in for a deep, sensual kiss. I’m not sure how it was possible, but I felt my balls tighten up even more as my shaft was so hard it could break glass. Brad is an amazing kisser who enjoys it. Our hands moved over each other’s bodies as we kissed. Finally, I broke the kiss and ran my tongue over his beautiful and sensitive nipples.

“Oh, shit! Brad moaned loudly.

His cock was dripping pre cum everywhere as I worked his nipples and the raised his right arm and began licking his hairy pits. He smelled so damn good as I slobbered all over him and inhaled his smell.

“God, I need that fucking cock, Mike,” Brad warned. “Stick it in me, dude!”

It was always hot hearing jockular words and phrases and I knew I also needed to be inside Brad immediately. I pushed him down on my desk and slapped his sexy ass.

”I’m not going to last long, but I’m going to breed your fucking hole with so much fucking jizz,” I warned as I pushed in him.

He didn’t even make a noise as my thick dick slid in. Brad was clearly no stranger to cock. I held onto the waistband of his jock and pounded his hole mercilessly as he quietly breathed and played with his nipples.

“Fuck, it’s coming, babe,” Brad was almost yelling now. “I’m going to thrash your desk with so much fucking cum, man.”

“That’s it, boss,” I said in his ear while still ravaging his sweet hole. “Take my fucking load deep inside, boy.”

That did it. Brad erupted and convulsed as I drilled his butt hard.

“Here comes my jizz, baby,” I said.

I’ve only come this hard once in my life, and that was when my baseball coach let me fuck him for the first time. My cum was now dripping on the floor as I continued to add to the mess inside him. I finally stopped and gave his ass a light slap before slowly pulling out.

We stood naked, sweaty and covered in jizz as we looked at each other and then smiled.

“Fuck, that was so hot,” Brad said. “I’m going to need you to move in while my wife is gone, so you’d better figure out how to tell your wife.”

I thought he was kidding at first but realized he was serious as he kept eye contact.

“Whatever you want, boss,” I smiled back.

Hairy  and very sexy sweaty tierd

We’ve been fucking for almost a year, and we’ve rented hotel rooms, motel rooms and everything else you can think of in order to satisfy our needs. But, it’s taking a toll on both of us. What started as uninhibited, sweaty, passionate sex has evolved into a deeply emotional and loving relationship.

While I came out after high school graduation, things were very different for John. He loved his wife and kids, but John had always been attracted to men. He’d deeply suppressed those urges for a long time but had eventually given in. He was soon having quickies with men on business trips, at the gym and then with me.

John and I were now having to be careful how we communicated and how we acted around each other. While we always had our eye on one another at gatherings both of our families were always at, we eventually got to the point where we never talked to each other at them.

It was painful to both of us, but neither one of us wanted to hurt the people we loved and who loved us. That scenario made our hidden meetings for sex even more wild and intense.

“Hey, pal,” my dad said in the kitchen one Saturday morning in late July.

“Hey, good morning,” I replied sleepily as I waited for my coffee in my boxer briefs.

“You have today free, right?” He asked.

“Yes, sir,” I said staring a hole into the slow coffee maker. “Why?”

“I was going to see if you can help me at John’s,” dad said.

My head shot up and I looked at dad at the mention of John’s name.

“What?” Dad asked.

“Nothing,” I lied. “Sure, I can help. What do you need me to do?”

“He is replacing some bushes in the back, so I volunteered us to help,” Dad said.

“Why doesn’t he just pay someone?” I asked as a typical college student who wasn’t paying the bills yet.

Dad just gave me a look that let me know he wasn’t amused.

“I know we should’ve planned it out and started early, but he thought he could do it himself,” dad explained, “but I called him about some business stuff and could tell he was overwhelmed.”

“OK, no problem,” I replied while pouring creamer into my coffee. “Let me drink this coffee and put on some clothes and we can go.”

“Thanks, pal,” Dad said giving me a fist bump.

We got to John’s about 45 minutes later and made our way to his backyard. Dad told me John was alone for the week while his wife and kids went to visit her parents. I already knew this since I was getting fucked by John in their bed the night before, but I played along.

“John, buddy, I’m sorry we took so long,” dad apologized.

“Hey, guys,” John said smiling. “It’s so hot.”

He looked down at the ground shirtless and drenched in sweat. He looked amazing in his old shorts as sweat rolled down his perfect nose. I wanted to wrap myself around him and sit on his cock, but all I could do was adjust the growing bulge in my own shorts.

“Here you go,” dad said giving him a cold water bottle.

John downed half of the bottle and looked up at dad and then me.

“Thanks for coming, guys,” he said quietly. “I know this isn’t how you wanted to spend one of your last Saturdays before heading back to school, Drew.”

Our eyes connected and we quickly looked away mindful of our behavior toward each other.

“It’s cool, John,” I smiled. “What do you need me to do?”

John gave us our marching orders and dad and I pulled off our shirts and got to work. It wasn’t an insane amount of bushes, but the heat and humidity seemed to slow our ability to knock it out quickly. Two hours later we were finally done planting and spreading mulch before we called it quits.

“Damn, I’m completely drained,” John told Dad as we all walked inside to the cold air conditioning.

“Why don’t you go grab a shower, buddy,” Dad urged. “Sarah sent us with hamburger meat and buns to cook you dinner, so we’ll grab a cold one and get the grill going.”

“What would I do without you guys?” John asked dad before looking at me.

We held our gaze a little too long and both knew it. John quickly headed upstairs while Dad got us each a beer.

“You OK, son?” Dad asked taking a sip and waiting for my reply as he watched me.

“Yeah, why?” I asked taking a sip.

“I don’t know, Drew,” dad said. “I’ve just noticed you and John don’t seem to talk like you used to. You’re always making eye contact and then you seem ignore each other. You used to be so bubbly together.”

I looked at dad as he took another sip and held the cold beer bottle to his temple to cool off.

“Yeah, dad,” I answered, “everything is good.”

Dad just nodded, but I could tell by the look on his face — a Dad look that said he knew it wasn’t.

“OK,” Dad said letting it go. “Can you go out and start the grill for me?”

“I’m on it,” I said happy for the interrogation to be over.

I came back in to see Dad had already made the hamburger patties, seasoned them and grabbed us each another beer.

“Do me a favor, sport, and run this up to John,” Dad said holding out a cold beer bottle.

“Uhh, shouldn’t I wait until he’s done?” I asked.

“No, he won’t mind if you slip in there and hand it to him,” Dad said without looking up as he cut open the bagged salad Mom had also sent.

I climbed the stairs thinking of how John had just fucked me in his bed last night. I was super horny but knew I needed to keep cool, calm and collected.

I opened one of the double doors to his bedroom and made my way back to the bathroom. John was still in the shower and was holding onto the wall and looking down as if deep in thought.

“Knock, knock,” I said causing him to jump.

“Babe … urrrr, Drew, what are you doing in here?” He asked panicked.

“Dad asked me to bring this to you,” I said holding up the beer.

Relief spread across his face before I opened the shower door and handed it to him. He took a big swig as I stood watching him and looking at his hot body. I wanted to get naked and join him, but I knew that was out of the question.

“Can I get a kiss?” I whispered so quietly he had to read my lips.

John looked back at the door and then came toward me and gave me a kiss on the lips. I would’ve been good with that considering the situation, but lust took over and we began to make out. John was holding his beer in one hand and holding my waist with the other while we kissed. We lost all sense of the world until we heard Dad clear his throat from the doorway.

“Shit,” John said loudly as we both awkwardly tried to seem normal.

“Dad, I …” I began.

“No, Drew,” Dad stopped me.

He was quiet for a minute as his head went back and forth between us as his brain worked things out.

“How long?” Dad finally asked looking at John.

“About a year,” John said bravely as he put his hand on my bare back.

Dad was quietly thinking again. I was about to say something, but John already knew me and stopped me with some pressure on my back. We both just stood waiting for what he was going to say.

“Makes sense now,” Dad finally said. “It all makes sense. Have you been to see Drew at school?”

“I have,” John said.

There was some more prolonged silence before Dad spoke up again.

“I’m fine with it,” Dad said. “What I’m not fine with is the cheating and lying to everyone.”

Dad and John locked eyes as if Dad was letting John know what he needed to do.

“Do you love each other?” Dad asked.

“Yes,” John and I said in unison before looking at each other.

“Good,” Dad said leaving it at that.

He began to walk toward the door as he scratched his head. John and I looked at each other and then back toward Dad just as he stopped in his tracks. He turned and looked at both of us.

“I think I need a bit of time to wrap my head around this and think a little,” Dad said. “Do you mind if I just turn on the TV downstairs and think for a while? Then we can eat and talk about a game plan.”

“Sure,” John said while I nodded.

Dad closed the door to the bathroom and disappeared. We both stood looking at the door before we turned and looked at each other.

“You sure that you want this?” I asked John.

“I am,” he said without hesitation.

We kissed. Not that we ever needed help with sex, but the freedom of knowing this would all be out in the open soon made us both excited and horny.

“You want to get in here with me?” John asked as I realized he’d been naked through the whole ordeal.

I didn’t answer and just kicked off my shoes, shorts and boxer briefs and got in. John pulled me in for a sloppy, sensual kiss as our sweaty bodies held on to each other for dear life. Our hard cocks in between us, his hands held my big jock butt as he began to rub his cock against me.

“Just put it in,” I said unable to wait.

John was thinking the same thing and grabbed some body wash and lathered his cock and then my hole. He slid it in with urgency as my hole hugged its familiar friend. John pounded me hard in his shower while Dad was downstairs thinking and no doubt aware of what we were doing upstairs.

We both needed the release and knew we’d soon be able to do this whenever we wanted. He shot his load inside me as I shot my load all over the granite shower. It was quick, but it was amazing. There’s something about finally getting what you want that is impossible to beat. We kissed softly before quickly cleaning ourselves and getting dressed.

John grabbed my hand as we walked to the bedroom door ready to go talk to my Dad. He stopped and gave me a sweet kiss as he held my chin.

“Let’s go,” John finally said letting go of my hand.

I grabbed his hand again and looked at him.

I opened the squeaky unlocked front door to the office after parking next to Mark’s Range Rover and headed up the grand staircase to my office. I looked into his office as I passed, but his desk sitting behind the open double pocket doors was empty. I put down my computer bag and got things ready for a miserable day.

“I need some coffee,” I said out loud to myself picking up my mug.

I headed to the kitchen just down the hall and started making a pot as I thought about all the work I needed to do, and I started to think about how good I’d feel Monday when I was more caught up. The coffee started to drip and I turned to find my boss Mark standing there … naked.

“Shit, Mark!” I exclaimed adding a faint smile. “You scared me.”

I looked down over his body as he stood there with a smirk allowing me to take him all in.

“Sorry, Oliver,” Mark said in a dry tone. “I just got done at the gym and need to shower.”

Mark continued to stand there silent for a few seconds while I awkwardly looked him in the eyes.

“Anything in particular you wanted me to work on today?” I asked desperate to end the awkwardness.

“Get your coffee and I’ll come to your office in a second before I shower and give you a breakdown,” Mark said walking out the door.

For some reason I watched his tight ass as he left the room. For an older guy, Mark was still clearly into fitness. I poured my coffee as I wondered if my ass was as nice as Mark’s.

I sat down at my desk, fired up my laptop and waited for him to come to my office. I wondered if he was going to throw on a robe or towel or shorts. My question was answered when he walked in still completely nude holding his laptop and stood in front of my desk. My eyes looked at his cock dangling in front of him just above my desk.

Mark cleared his throat snapping me out of my trance, and I looked up at him and cleared mine as well.

“So, what’ve you got for me?” I asked.

“About 8 inches when it’s fully hard,” Mark said with a serious look before laughing.

I forced a laugh along with him as my mind tabbed between thinking of what his cock would look like hard and wondering why he seemed to be hazing me.

“Not sure what I can do with that,” I smiled looking up at him.

“There’s a lot you could do with that, Oliver,” Mark said getting serious again, “but I think I’d rather play with yours.”

Panic washed over me as I quickly tried to think of how to escape this situation. He couldn’t do this to me. I could sue him for talking to me this way. But I also wanted this. I’d had a few sex dreams about him, sure, but I figured you spend enough time around somebody that could happen.

“What would you do with mine?” I asked on autopilot.

Mark was silent for a moment before asking, “with your what?”

We both knew what he was doing. He wanted me to say it. I wanted to say it.

“With my big cock,” I was surprised to hear myself say. “What would you do with my big hard cock, Mark?”

I stood holding the bulge in my athletic shorts while keeping eye contact with my naked boss. I looked down at his cock as it now pointed at me. It was definitely 8 inches … maybe a little bigger.

The site of his hard cock flipped a switch in me. I pulled down my shorts and stood holding my bulge now over the thin jockstrap material covering it. Mark’s focus was locked on it, and I could see the lust on his face.

I walked around my desk and stood next to Mark before turning around and bending over holding my ankles and giving him a view of my hole. I felt his hand on my right ass cheek as it moved around slowly. Then I felt his thumb rub across my hole causing me to moan.

In that moment, I decided I wanted to have the control. He’d called me here for sex, and here I was. I stood and turned back toward Mark as my hard cock popped out the side of my jock pouch and held eye contact for a few seconds before walking out of my office.

I could hear he wasn’t moving but knew he was watching me as I walked across the hall and around the staircase to his office. I didn’t turn around and waited until I heard the floor creaking. He was following me now, so I pulled his chair back from his desk and sat down.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked trying to regain control.

I knew he was mine, and I was going to stay in the driver’s seat.

“Come suck my cock,” I said keeping eye contact again as I watched his brain sputter.

Mark stood there for about 10 seconds before finally walking slowly around his desk toward me. I turned the chair to face him with my legs spread and my jockstrap tucked under my big, smooth balls. I gave my thick shaft a few slow strokes and looked at him and gave a nod.

Mark slowly got down on his knees in front of me and looked up as he wrapped his hand around my shaft. He bent down and put my cut cock into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

“Fuck,” I said as I felt his tongue over my balls as my shaft was completely inside his mouth.

Mark might be a big-time lawyer and family man with four older kids and some grandkids, but fuck if this guy wasn’t the best cock sucker on the planet. I was already feeling the cum in my nuts build up and knew I’d shoot too early if he kept this up. I pulled my cock out of his mouth causing his head to shoot up toward me as if asking why he was being denied my cock.

“Stand up,” I said standing first so he’d follow my lead.

Mark got up and stood in front of me like a sad kid. I grabbed his thick bicep and led him to the sofa in his office and faced him toward it. I lightly guided him down so his head was resting on the back cushion and his ass was pointed up at me. I gave it a slap causing him to moan loudly.

“You like that, daddy?” I asked.

No response. I slapped his ass harder causing a louder, longer moan.

“Do you fucking like that, daddy?” I asked again.

“Yes, son,” he quietly replied, “I like it.”

“That’s what I fucking thought,” I said slapping it harder.

I waited for his moan to end before I got on my knees behind him and pulled his tight old man cheeks apart and eyed his amazing pink hole. I was leaking cum now and dove into his ass tongue and nose first. Mark was moaning uncontrollably now as I assaulted his butt with my face and mouth. Every part of me was in this man’s ass slobbering around. I was feeding finally, realizing how much I’d wanted Mark for so long.

I was moaning in unison with my boss as we both let ourselves go and gave ourselves to each other fully. Fuck, I was so hard. I stood after tonguing his hole one more time. I gave his butt another slap and then slapped my leaking dick against it. It was time.

I pushed in as Mark called out, “Oh fuck, yeah, boy. Push that thick cock deep in daddy’s slutty ass.”

Hearing Mark talk that way pushed me over the edge. I was pounding his ass hard as he seemed to enjoy my increased urgency and force. This guy loves to get fucked and had taken a lot of cock. I wondered who else he’d taken a cock from in our mostly-male office.

“Fuck your cock fills me up perfectly, son,” he said seemingly enjoying the father/son talk. “You’re going to be here all day railing daddy’s hole.”

Hearing him say that made me happy. I smiled as I drilled him hard and began pulling him by the hair. His grunts and moans were deep and uncontrollable as I continued my anal assault on this distinguished man.

“I’ve gotta get off in this butt, slut,” I said pulling his hair harder. “I’ve gotta fill daddy’s hole.”

“Fill me up, Oliver,” he moaned almost in a different voice.

I could tell he was going to cum with me even both of his hands were on the back of the sofa. We both needed and wanted this. His warm hole held my cock tighter before I exploded like a flash flood deep into his tight ass.

His ass held my cock tighter as I could feel each long spurt from his cock onto the leather sofa beneath him. The sound of his jizz squirting against the leather was loud and never-ending.

Finally, we were both done. Not knowing what to do at this moment, I pulled his body up against mine with my cock still inside him, and I pulled his head to mine. I brought his lips to mine and kissed him for the first time.

I shot immediately inside Mark again as we made out. I’d never cum so fast again after an orgasm. My body was in electric currents and I felt one with my sexy boss. He finally broke the kiss.

“Daddy needs a break,” he said pulling off my dick and wiggling free from me.

I felt disappointed and sad as he walked toward the door and stopped.

“Come with me, Oliver,” Mark smirked. “I want to fuck you in my son’s office.”

“Yeah, bud,” I called out. “Just showered.”

I’d invited Justin over to watch the game and drink with me since our wives were on a ladies trip with their group of friends.

“OK, cool,” Justin shouted back.

I had just put my shaving stuff away and was standing naked in my bathroom when Justin appeared holding two mixed rum and cokes.

“Fuck, Ryan,” Justin said with a smirk as he eyes checked out my body. “I knew you had a big ass, but it’s even better naked.”

“I like to do my squats,” I said laughing as he walked to me and handed me my drink.

“Cheers,” he said before we both took a sip.

Justin looked over my nude body from the front before stopping at my cock.

“Damn, dude, how big does your cock get hard?” He asked.

Justin is always touching me and commenting on my body, so I wasn’t phased by his attention.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “I haven’t measured it since … probably high school.”

“Well we’re going to measure that huge fucking rod,” he said putting his glass on the bathroom counter. “Where’s the tape measurer?”

“Shut the fuck up, Justin,” I laughed before taking another sip of my drink.

“No, man,” he said with a straight face, “I really need to see this.”

I knew damn well that Justin wasn’t going to let this go, so I told him there was one in our junk drawer in the kitchen. He knew where that was and disappeared quickly as I wiped around the sink with a paper towel to pick up my loose hairs.

“Got it,” Justin said returning in record time.

“So what do you want me to do?” I asked.

“Get hard, dumbass,” he quipped.

Justin and I always reverted to college kids when we were fortunate enough to be by ourselves and relax.

“Fuck that, I’m not going to beat off while you watch me,” I stood my ground.

“The fuck you won’t,” he said wrapping his hand around my cock and balls before I saw it coming.

“Dude … what the …” I protested before feeling the pleasure of another hand on my penis.

I was in a long dry spell with my wife who kept telling me it was just hormones that was killing her sex drive. She promised to go to the doctor to get it checked out but never did, so I was jacking off constantly.

My cock was growing fast in Justin’s hand as I put my hand on his shoulder without thinking to steady myself.

“That’s it, Ryan,” he encouraged me as we looked at each other. “Let’s get this thick cock nice and hard so we can see just how big you really are.”

I’d always been sexually curious about men and had watched tons of gay porn, so being in this situation was equally awkward and satisfying.

“Fuck, Justin,” I said softly as he was now jacking my shaft while I still held on to him. “I haven’t had my cock touched by another person in a long time.”

“I know, buddy,” he said softly back to me. “I’m in the same boat.”

We made eye contact for a few seconds too long before lust won out.

“Take off your pants and I’ll jack you,” I said.

A huge smile spread across Justin’s face as he kicked off his running shoes, pulled of his sock and shorts. I looked at his muscular body in his tight white briefs as my cock got even harder. He quickly pulled off his shirt and threw it on the pile of clothes. He looked at me as he held the waistband of his briefs and then pulled them down and kicked them off his feet.

“You’re huge,” I said looking down at his perfect cock head and long shaft.

“Thanks, but I’m not as big as you,” he admitted before grabbing my shaft into his hand.

“Easy, bud,” I said slowing his eager pull of my cock.

After he slowed to a normal rhythm, I reached out and grabbed his boner and began stroking his shaft.

“Oh, shit,” he said as he lifted his head slightly and his eyes got bigger. “I’ve needed this.”

“Me too, man,” I said before looking back down at his cock.

We were both so aroused that Justin’s cock began leaking precum all over my hand as I stroked him.

“Shit,” I said as I watched the large amount of clear liquid coat my hand and now his shaft.

“I’m a leaker and sweater,” he smiled at me as we made eye contact again.

“I love sweaty sex,” I blurted out without thinking.

“Me too, buddy,” he responded. “I love to soak the sheets.

Without saying anything, we both moved our heads toward each other as we continued to stroke each other’s cock. Our lips made contact, and we were quickly going at it with lust and passion as our tongues moved around the other’s mouths.

We let go of each other’s cocks and hugged each other as we kissed passionately and Justin’s penis leaked all over mine. We were feeling each other’s bodies as our mouths kept their lustful contact.

“I want to go all the way,” Justin said breaking out kiss.

I looked deep into his eyes and realized I didn’t care if we were cheating on our wives. I wanted and needed hot sex with my sexy neighbor and friend. I grabbed his hand and lead him out of the bathroom and stood him against the king-sized bed I share with my wife.

“Let’s soak these sheets with our sweat and cum,” I said smiling at him.

Justin smiled back and kissed me as we began our sensual love making.

I pushed Justin back on the bed and went down on his long, leaking cock. He moaned loudly as I mimicked all the blow jobs in the porn I’d watched. I was apparently good at giving head as Justin just moaned and ran his fingers through my hair.

My mouth left Justin’s cock and moved down to his smooth balls before licking his taint. From his moans, I could tell Justin was fine with me continuing down to his hole. My tongue licked his perfect pink pucker as he let out a flurry of expletives.

“Fucking shit, baby, yeah,” he cried out as he pushed my head against his hole. “Lick my ass, fucker. Stick that tongue deep in my hole. SHIT!”

Justin’s hole tasted so good as my entire face seemed to want in on the action. My nose rubbed against his pucker before my chin and then my mouth. I was making a wet mess down there and on my face, but I was on another level sexually. I couldn’t get enough of this man’s butt. I could smell his musky scent but could tell that he’d properly cleaned his hole like you would when you know your neighbor is going to have his face in it. Justin had been thinking about this before coming over like I had.

I munched and spit on his hole for a while before standing up and slapping my rock-hard cock against his cheeks. He’d pulled his legs up and held them as my cock rubbed over his hole.

“Fuck me, baby,” Justin whined. “Stick that big dick deep in my ass, man.”

I walked to my nightstand and grabbed my lube — the whole bottle had only been used when I jacked off or stuck a finger in my ass. None of it was used on my wife’s pussy.

I coated my cock with lube and quickly put my cock back against his hole and slowly started pushing in. His warm pucker didn’t resist as I filled his guts with my cock.

“Awww, yeah, man,” he whined as he held onto my arms as I held his waist. “Rail me, baby. God, that feels so fucking good.”

Justin was right, it felt amazing to be inside my friend. It felt normal. It felt like I was home, in a weird, perfect way.

“You feel so good, Justin,” I said as I kept pounding his willing hole.

“So good, baby,” he agreed.

We were both sweating now as our bodies worked overtime to make the other feel good. We were so connected and horny.

“Fuck, baby, you’re … SHIT … FUCK … my prostate,” he cried out loudly as I watched his hard cock jump up from his stomach on its own with hands and spurt rope after rope of jizz all over our bodies.

Justin wasn’t in his body for at least 30 seconds as he made noises, tears came down his face and his eyes rolled back in his head. It was the single hottest thing I’ve ever seen or experienced in my life.

“I’m going to breed your hole, baby,” I warned. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhhh …”

I shot deep in my buddy as I held his muscular pecs and fucked his tight hole. Sweat dripped from me onto Justin as I let the orgasm move through my body.

It took at least a minute for either of us to focus our eyes on the other as the release overtook both of us.

“I can’t … it was … I …” Justin was trying to speak but couldn’t.

I smiled at my hot friend and now lover and bent down and kissed him with my cock still oozing the last bit of my seed deep into him.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said breaking our kiss.

“Yes,” was all Justin said before letting his head fall against the bed. “I want that huge ass.”

“Ryan, you here?” A deep voice called from downstairs.

“Shit, I forgot about Chris,” I whispered to Justin as we both looked at each other with big eyes.

We just looked at each other before I yelled back, “yeah, we’re up here.”

Justin jerked his head up and tried to break free but my cock was still in his hole and I held him in place. A few seconds later, our other neighbor Chris walked in with a shocked look on his face.

“You assholes fucked without me?” He asked as he began taking off his tight tee that showed off his firefighter muscles.

Saying goodbye to Brock seemed to overshadow the excitement of seeing my wife when I got back, but Brock and I had agreed to meeting up in a few months, so I had that to look forward to. I went about getting back into civilian life and returned to my job and my married routine, but I was constantly thinking of Brock. Hell, I was openly checking out the guys at CrossFit these days.

I was leaving a sweaty workout one day and needed to head home to shower since I forgot my change of clothes. That’s when Brock FaceTimed me.

“Hey, Brockle doodle do,” I gushed using one of my nicknames for him.

“Hey, baby!” He shot back with his deep voice and Southern twang. “You at the gym getting all sweaty for me?”

“Yeah, I just finished but forgot my bag, so I have to head home and shower,” I replied.

“So no shower and grab ass with the boys today?” He quipped.

“Not today,” I said.

“Well, head home and we can rub one out together on FaceTime,” Brock laughed. “Or is the wife home?”

“She’s home,” I said disappointed as my bulge swelled in my shorts as I sat in my car.

“How about a Quick Look at my favorite cock then?” Brock asked.

I aimed my phone at my crotch and gave him a few seconds to enjoy it.

“Damn, baby,” he smiled as he tugged on his own bulge before pulling his shorts down and letting me get a good look at his hard, thick 8-inch cut cock.

“Looks like you need to shoot a load,” I laughed.

“Jordan, you have no idea,” he said making a pained face before tucking his boner back in his shorts. “Listen, what would you think about coming for a long weekend? Would Kelly let you get away?” Brock asked with a hopeful grin.

“Yeah, let me work on that,” I replied as a smile spread across my face.

We talked about some dates and then I hung up and drove home in a great mood. I was so excited to be with Brock again, that Kelly immediately commented that I seemed to be in a good mood when I got back.

“Yeah, I got a call from Brock,” I said smiling. “He wants me to come visit.”

“Oh, that’s great!” Kelly exclaimed. “You should definitely go have some fun with your friend!”

I was excited that she was so supportive, so I gave Kelly a kiss and went to our room to shower. I hummed all through the shower as I thought about the trip. I also needed to shoot a load after thinking of Brock, but Kelly was in and out of the bathroom putting laundry away in the closet.

Two weeks later I was knocking on Brock’s door after taking an Uber from the airport. My heart was pounding as I waited for my best friend to answer the door. I heard the lock open and Brock answered the door in nothing but a towel held over his junk.

“Get the fuck in here!” He barked at me before we held each other in a tight embrace.

Brock smelled amazing as I held his freshly-showered muscles. I felt his chin on my shoulder before he was nuzzling his chin against my neck and then kissed my cheek.

“Come in,” he said pulling me into his apartment as I noticed his towel on the floor.

I brought my duffel in and looked at Brock in all of his naked glory before looking into his eyes.

“I’ve fucking missed you,” I said before we embraced again.

This time our embrace was more intimate as our faces rested against each other and my hands cupped Brock’s tight ass cheeks as he cupped mine. We pulled our heads apart and looked into each other’s eyes before we began to kiss. It was intense and carnal as we finally let the other know how we felt without actually saying the words.

Brock is an amazing kisser — just as I guessed in all of my late-night thoughts had predicted. He held my head in his hands as his tongue explored my hungry mouth. He pulled away and looked at me as he still held my head.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long, baby,” he smiled.

“I know,” was all I said before he pulled me back in again.

It only took a few minutes of sporadic removal of my clothing before I was completely naked and erect in front of Brock. We’d seen each other naked on a daily — almost hourly basis in the past, but this time it was different.

“I’m ready to do all the nasty things we weren’t able to do to each other in the barracks,” Brock said.

“You want to eat my ass?” I asked looking at him.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” he said before patting his bed and watching me get on the end on all fours.

I could feel his breath on my ass and waited in anticipation for his tongue. It finally made contact with my hole as I began to moan loudly. I’d never been rimmed before, but it was quickly my new favorite sensation. Brock was a mad man as he seemed to know exactly what to do to make me feel good.

“You done this before?” I asked interrupting his own light moaning.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” I heard a smile in his voice before he went back to eating my butt.

I lost track of time as we both enjoyed the rimming, but I soon felt the need for Brock inside of me. I’d never taken a cock before, and my hole was begging for Brock’s meaty cock. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything before Brock sensed my need.

“Ready to go to pound town, Jordan?” He asked.

“You’re so fucking stupid,” I laughed. “Yes, rail my tight, hairy hole already.”

Brock was being careful with me — as careful as you can be when you just want your hard cock in a tight hole. He pushed in and held his dick in place while I caught my breath and got used to the feeling. In a minute or two he slowly began sliding his meat in and out of my slick lubed hole.

“That’s it, baby,” Brock whispered on my ear. “Take all of your man’s cock.”

“Fuck me harder, babe,” I moaned loudly. “This feels so fucking good!”

"Naw, he fucking loves it," he told him. "He does anything I ask, totally a slut for dick. Do you want to fuck him?"

"Let's start out with a blow, see how that goes," his friend Pete told him as if I wasn't there.

"Sounds good," my brother replied and pushed my face into his friend. "Make me proud, little bro."

I opened my mouth and took Pete's cock in and closed. He was only chubbed but it didn't take long before I felt it start to grow. He had a clean smell to him which I didn't expect from him. I pushed my face into his bush as my brother watched and stroked.

I love sucking my brother off, how happy it makes him and how good he tastes. I was a little worried when he said he was going to bring his friend for me to take care of too, but I trusted him. As I worked Pete in my mouth, I rubbed my own dick through my underwear. His cock was good, and he leaked more than my brother.

"Fuck, little dude, you know what you're doing. Hell yeah," he moaned and grabbed my head and slowly worked it up and down on him.

My brother put his hand on his friend's hand and helped him work my mouth. "Make him happy," he instructed me.

I put my hands on Pete's chest and body. I felt him up, enjoying his muscles and body. He kept sighing, moaning as he watched me take the entirety of his cock down my throat. Every once while I looked over at my brother and saw the pride in his eyes, pride for what I could do for his friend.

"Fuck, that's it's, baby," my brother said.

I moved over and put him in my mouth, tasting the familiar flavor of my family. Coating his cock with my spit as his buddy watched in awe, shocked and turned on by what he was seeing.

"You weren't kidding were you," Pete said. "He actually does it to you."

"I told you, he loves cock, man. Even mine," my brother chuckled.

Pete put his hand on my brother's stomach and felt him up. I guess he felt it was his chance to touch him, my brother didn't seem to mind. His buddy pinched his nipple and I felt my brother's cock throb in my mouth.

My brother leaned in and kissed him on the lips. I moved over to Petes cock, he was leaking like crazy as they made out.

"I'm not gay," he said breaking away, out of breath.

"I'm not either," my brother told him and went back in for more.

I kept switching back and forth on both of them. Listening and watching them bro out together. My brother reached down and massaged his balls. As I sucked on the tip. It pushed him over the top and he moaned and I got a mouthful of cum. Shot after shot of jizz filled my mouth as my brother stuck his tongue in his friend's mouth.

I moved back over to my brother when Pete was done, they were still going at it as my brother let his load go in my mouth. I came in my underwear as I tasted and swallowed my brother. It was the best thing ever and I couldn't get enough. I looked up as he emptied in me. They broke away and both stared down at me.

"So we can fuck him?" Pete asked, giving into the experience.

"So what's up, Niles," I asked. "Out with it."

"That obvious?" he asked with a chuckle. "So you know my friend Noel from Paris?"

"Yes, how's he doing?" I asked wondering where this was going."

"He's good," Niles replied. "He's actually going to be in Los Angeles for a photo shoot he's doing, and I was wondering if it would be OK if he stayed with you."

"Oh, well ... of course," I answered. "If he doesn't mind sharing a house with your Dad."

Niles and I figured out the dates and specifics of Noel's trip to LA, and I was in a frenzy to make sure everything was perfect for his visit. While Niles said Noel was fine staying in a hotel, my son was the one who had mentioned to his friend that he should stay with me.

"I figured you both could use some company since all either of you ever does is work," Niles said.

I was really excited to have someone else in the house for a few days, so I did a lot to get ready for his visit -- new towels for his bathroom, new sheets for the bed. I wanted Noel to feel comfortable and happy that he'd decided to take my son up on the offer.

"You must be Noel," I said shaking his hand as the handsome man appeared at my door. "I'm really sorry that I couldn't pick you up from the airport, but I just go home from a late meeting."

"No problem, Mr. Bennett," Noel said. "I'm very thankful that you invited me to stay."

I invited Noel in, got him some water and took him on the tour of my small but expensive LA pad. I showed him his room, the living area, the gym and the pool.

"This is all very beautiful, Mr. Bennett," he said as we stood outside looking at the pool.

"Please, call me Tyler," I insisted. "Now, how about you put your things away and get comfortable. I'm going to get in a quick workout, if you don't mind."

"Oui, of course, Tyler," Noel said flashing his perfect smile. "I'll get comfortable and maybe lay by the pool?"

"That's great," I smiled back. "There are towels in your room, and I'll be back there working out if you need anything," I said as I left my guest.

I had a great workout as my mind wandered thinking of Noel. The man was beautiful and somewhat flirtatious in the way that only the French are. I finally finished and grabbed a towel and my water as I went to check on Noel. He wasn't in his room, so I headed out to the living area to see if he was watching some TV or reading. I found him out by the pool.

"There you are," I said locking eyes with the smiling man as I noticed he was sunbathing nude.

His body was a perfect male form -- not too many muscles and not an ounce of fat on him from what I could see. His round butt showed off a nice tan line as he smiled and watched me approach.

"How was your workout?" Noel asked in his alluring accent.

"It was great," I said as I took a sip of my water and stood off to the side looking down at him. "How's the sun?" I asked.

"It's delightful, Tyler," he smiled again. "I hope you don't mind, but I only wear a swimsuit when I'm at a hotel."

"Be my guest," I said feeling myself blush a little. "I should do the same more often."

"You are in great shape," Noel said as his eyes checked out my broad shoulders and nice pecs.

"Well, I'm no French model, but I try," I said with a chuckle as it was Noel's turn to blush.

"Why don't you join me for a little vitamin D?" Noel asked before patting the lounge chair next to him. "You can try nude sunbathing now."

Damn, this guy's smile was impossible to resist as he looked innocently up at me. I don't know why, but I didn't want to disappoint my guest, so I put my water down on the cement before spreading my towel across the empty chair. I kicked off my shoes, took off my socks and then looked at Noel.

"Don't be bashful, Tyler," Noel said. "Nudity among men is a very nice thing."

I pulled down my athletic shorts and threw them on top of my shoes before pulling down my jockstrap and adding it to the pile. I looked down at Noel who was openly looking at my cock and balls.

"Doesn't that feel nice?" Noel asked.

"Yes, it feels great," I said as I laid on my stomach mimicking Noel's current position.

We made small talk for a while where Noel told me about growing up in Paris and his modeling career.

"So no wife and kids yet?" I asked.

"No, I don't believe that is in the cards for me," Noel answered before turning the question back to me.

"And you are still living alone after all of this time?" he asked referencing the divorce between me and my ex-wife that happened when Niles was in high school.

"No, I like being alone," I answered.

"It suits you well," Noel said before we both smiled at each other. "So how about we take a dip in the pool?"

"That sounds great," I said before standing.

We got in the pool and both dunked our heads under the water. Noel's hair was now slicked back over his head as it sent a strange feeling through my stomach. We stood looking at each other for a minute.

"What is the matter?" Noel asked.

"Forgive me," I replied. "You're just stunning," I said before wishing I could take it back.

"Thank you, sir," Noel smiled. "You are quite breathtaking yourself."

We both blushed again with awkward silence before I suggested that I should start making dinner.

"Any dietary restrictions?" I asked as I looked his body over.

"As long as I get some protein in my mouth, I'll be a happy man," Noel said as we again stood awkwardly looking at each other.

"Great, then let me go put on some clothes and I'll get started," I said getting out of the pool.

Noel stayed in the water and watched me as I disappeared inside. I immediately stood at the sink in my bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. I admired my body as I thought about how my body had really transformed in the last year with consistent exercise and a healthy diet.

I decided to jump in the shower and give my body a rinse but found myself concentrating on my privates. I'd given myself an enema that morning (something I'd done for years) and showered before work, so I didn't need too much of a clean. I turned off the shower and toweled off as I thought of what I was going to wear.

I settled on a jockstrap again, a pair of khaki shorts and a short-sleeved henley shirt with the buttons open. My upper body looked amazing in the shirt and my modest chest hair peaked out the top.

I made my way to the kitchen passing the closed door to Noel's room and figured he was doing the same. I began to cook some chicken and made a salad before deciding to pour myself a glass of wine.

"Can I have one of those?" I heard behind me as I turned to see Noel standing there in nothing but a pair of linen shorts.

"Of course," I smiled as I grabbed a glass and poured my guest some wine. "I hope you're OK with chicken and salad?"

"Oui, that sounds delicious," he said before raising his glass and waiting for me to do the same. "To our meeting and to your beautiful home," Noel said with his permanent smile.

We both took a sip of our wine before I prepared our plates and we sat at the table to eat.

"This is delicious," Noel said as I watched him cut another piece of chicken.

"Thank you," I said. "I've been getting more into cooking lately."

"That body and you can cook," Noel said giving me a quick look and smile before taking a bite.

We finished dinner and poured another glass of wine before taking a seat in the living room. I turned on the TV and asked Noel what he wanted to watch.

"I don't watch much television," he replied, "unless the porno counts."

I felt myself blush before answering, "I guess that could count."

I quickly thought of what to say next trying not to show how awkward I was about sex.

"What kind of porn do you watch?" I asked again wishing I could take it back.

Noel smiled and took a sip of his wine before answering.

"I'm partial to watching men ... older and younger," he said with a smirk before putting his wine glass on the table. "Perhaps you enjoy the same?"

I was really uncomfortable now -- not because I didn't totally watch gay porn constantly but because I'm a somewhat prude American.

"Sure, let me just pull up some favorites here," I said before pulling out my phone and mirroring it to the TV. "Let's see here ..."

"Oh, that is great," Noel said as he watched the screen. "How about that one?"

I clicked on the movie that he mentioned and we both quietly watched as the older man (probably a little older than me) opened the door and walked into a living room where a naked younger man was reading a book. I felt Noel's eyes on me and turned to look at him.

"Is this good?" I asked my guest.

"This is great," he smiled before looking back at the TV.

My cock was rock hard in my jock and shorts as I wondered if Noel was hard as well.

"Can we have a bit more wine?" Noel asked.

"Of course," I said jumping up and grabbing our glasses.

My bulge was on full display for Noel as I stood and I felt his eyes on me as I went to the kitchen to refill our glasses. When I returned, Noel was now naked on the sofa stroking his hard uncut cock.

"I hope this is not too French of me, but I wanted to be in the nude while we watched," he said as if it was completely normal.

"Of course," I said handing him his glass.

"Will you join me?" he asked locking eyes with me again.

"Oh, I ... hmmm, I don't know if ..." Noel sensed my embarrassment and stood putting his wine glass down again.

"Let me help you," he said putting his hand on the waist of my shorts.

He kept eye contact with me as he lowered my shorts and he pulled them off my feet. He threw the shorts on the ground and stood again looking me in the eyes. His hands grabbed the waistband of my jockstrap as he did the same thing. He took my jock off my feet and instead of adding it to the pile, he put it up to his nose and inhaled deeply while still locking eyes.

"I love the way you smell," he said before looking at my hard cock in front of him.

Noel leaned forward and grabbed my shaft softly.

"May I?" he asked as I quickly nodded yes.

Noel swallowed my big cock and slid it down his throat until his nose was in my pubes. He looked up at me again and I watched as he began giving me a blow job. My fingers massaged his hair as he delicately and masterfully made my cock feel amazing. I looked down to see his rigid boner bobbing with him as he worked on me.

It must have been about five minutes later when he finally let go of my cock and looked up at me.

"Can I eat your ass?" he asked.

For some reason even asking if he could give me a rim job was classy in his French accent.

"Yes," I said as he took my hand and let me to the sofa.

He bent me over and began expertly eating my naturally smooth hole with his whole mouth. I was now moaning as he French kissed my horny hole with his tongue.

"Fuck, that feels good," I moaned as I reached behind me and pulled his head into my ass with force. "Eat daddy's tight hole, boy."

I was no longer shy or worried about being a good host. Noel had lit a fire deep inside me that I hadn't felt in quite some time. I needed his cock in me and begged for him to fuck me.

"Give me that dick, baby," I demanded. "Put that big cock in daddy's hole. Fuck me hard."

Noel stood and put his cock against my hole as I spread my cheeks open for him. He spit on his hand and stroked his cock before doing it again and sliding his saliva over my hole.

"I have lube," I said.

"I want to use my spit to fuck you good, Tyler," he insisted.

A few slow seconds of pushing in and he was now fully inside me as he kissed my back and neck. He slowly began fucking in and out of my Dad hole as he explored my body with his hands and mouth.

"Let's move you around," he interrupted. "I want to be able to see you and kiss you while I fuck you."

He pulled out slowly, moved me on the sofa and lifted my legs over his shoulders before sliding back in. He looked at me lovingly as he leaned down and kissed me while he began giving my ass a good pounding. The sound of us fucking echoed across the vaulted room as we connected into one.

"Fuck, you feel so good inside me, baby," I moaned in between kisses.

"You are so incredibly sexy," he said back before making out with me and railing me more.

The men in the porn were loudly fucking as Noel's French cock began to make me moan just as loud. I was in pure ecstasy as he pounded me hard and wrapped a hand around my neck. He softly added pressure as not to actually choke me as his cock slammed my insides. I knew I was going to blow soon and watched him as sweat began to drip from his brow.

"I'm going to give you little French babies," he said in a serious tone as he blew deep inside of me without any other warning.

I could feel his warm jazz deep in me as my I stroked my cock furiously and enjoyed the jabbing of his cock on my g-spot. I shot high in the air with my cum landing across my face. His cock was still hitting my spot as my cum collected all over my body and the sofa.

Finally both done, Noel still continued to lightly fuck my hole.

"That was amazing," he said as his cock finally slipped out.

"That was ..." I couldn't finish my thought before Noel pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me and began softly and sensually kissing me again.

"Shall we have that glass of wine and get our strength before you fuck me?" he asked.

"That sounds like a great idea," I said. "But I have an idea."

"What is this idea?" Noel asked kissing my cheek.

"Maybe we can record a little porno of our own?" I asked.

#russbutler

The second thing I would guess has something to do with the naked well fucked young man laying across your bed right now. Oh, his name is Brett? Guess that is better than the dirty little bitch I’ve been referring to him as while I stuffed him full of daddy cock while you cleaned up that mess in the garage. Im so happy to say I know my son well enough that you’d have him stay in your room while you did a quick half ass job on that mess down there. That gave me enough time to confront him and see what kind of boy you brought home to fuck. I must say, you impress me. That hot little fucker was ready for dick and when he saw it was gonna be daddy dick, he kicked it into high gear!

He practically ripped my zipper getting into my pants and once he my meat swinging free, it didn’t swing for long. Hes already trained that gag reflex to hide when he gets a thick cock to suck and it felt so fine to have his tight throat wrapped around my cock. It felt like a second skin and he definitely knows a few moves that I hadn’t experienced before, and I’ve had more than my share of hot moist mouths take me to the promised land. He had me shooting my load within minutes of, Brett was it? , sliding my bat all the way into his mouth. I appreciated the tear drops as I rammed his mouth full of dick.

In fact it was so good I decided to go for that bouncy ass of his too. I saw you were rushing outside, but hell, who knows when I’m gonna get a bubble butt like that again to fuck? I was all set to rim the hot little fucker but would you believe he was already lubed? Fuck me! Someone this hot to fuckjust doesn’t fall into my lap every day!

I stretched that hole a little cause your old man is rather thick. I haven’t noticed but I hoped you got that as well from me. After nudging his hole with my pecker a few times, I rammed into his hole like the titanic hitting that 8ce berg. Ker-pow! I slid into a fucking fine gripping asshole and he let a yell that would have told anyone in the house that he was being fucked. Good thing you were outside, he he.

I let him catch his breath before I began to fuck him on your bed. If I had known there was lube in your night stand, I would’ve used it. Hell if I knew about the condoms I would’ve used them too. No, I wouldn’t have, but it just felt like I needed to say that.

I ended up with him on his back with his ankles by his ears while I deep dicked him like I saw in a couple movies. Always wanted to try that pose. Was okay, but mightve been better if I were twenty years younger and more limber. The end result was daddy dumping his other load right up your friend’s hole. Oh, and since he’s called me daddy in the heat of passion, he’s welcome to come over more often, like maybe dinner or a heart to heart with his boyfriend’s dad…