He could hear the rain outside, drop after drop wetting the soul and giving it a fresh feeling. And fresh feeling was something he needed before going to work.
he moved closer to the guy sleeping on the other side of the bed and wrapped his arms round his torso, biting his nape and licking his ear just to wake him up.
His partner murmured something and continued his sleep.
He moved his hands lower, touching his sleeping nipples and pinching it for a while to bring them back to life. it didn’t took long before his nipples were standing hard and waiting for more attention, he kept a hand on his nipples and moved his other hand following the road to his paradise. he held his cock in his hand, pretty hard it felt but he had to spend a while waking up the beast. letting go of his nipples and touching his balls, he stirred a bit in his sleep.
Jack spent a good while just playing with his partner’s cock and balls till his cock was hard like a steel bar and that was the time. he crawled outta bed and knelt in front of his hard wood, licking his pee-hole with the tip of his tongue and squeezing his balls, he let out a low moan and opened his eyes.
“Hey what the hell you think you’re doing?” Nick asked sleepily.
“Morning service sir, I can leave if you ask me.” Jack put his cock in his mouth suck it one hard time and stared into his blue eyes waiting for his order.
Nick closed his eyes and put his hand on Jack’s head pushing him further on his cock. Jack enjoyed teasing so he paused a few seconds after each time he gave a deep throat and this drove Nick crazy, he put both hands on his head and kept it motionless letting his cock touch the back of his throat making him gag a little. Jack sucked him hard and started mouth fucking his hard cock. Nick’s muscles tightened and Jack knew he was ready to shoot his load, he bit his cock and gave it one long suck and that was all he could handle, he shot loads after loads before letting Jack take a breath.
“That was great.” Nick whispered.
Jack went to the bathroom and came out with some lube. “My turn!” he said covering his finger with lube.
“Gimme a minute.” Nick begged.
“Never ever.” Jack said grabbing Nick’s legs and pulling him to the edge of the bed. Nick tried to stop Jack but he was late, Jack pushed his lubed finger into his hole saying “relax, you’ll be fine”
Nick put his legs on Jack’s shoulder and surrendered.
“Good boy” Jack said adding his second finger, Nick bit his lip and tried to relax. when Jack inserted his third and fourth finger together, Nick let out a loud moan.
“easy boy, I’ll stay here for a while.” Jack said, kept his fingers close to one another and let his ring adjust to the pressure. then he pulled his hand outta his hole replacing ‘em with the tip of his cock.
“No, put your fingers back, I can handle the pain.” Nick said angrily.
“You must be crazy, you looked so pale with just four fingers, you cant handle it!”
“Try me!”
“Ok”
Jack disappeared for a few minutes before he was back with a large box.
“you still have time, wanna change your mind?”
“Nope, go on.”
Jack brought some rope and cuffs out of the box and smiled devilishly as he put the handcuffs on Nick’s hands then tied them with a rope to the bed post.Jack still looked comfortable but that was before the time Jack tied his legs and pulled the ropes. Jack checked the slings before tying the end of the ropes to the bed post and suspending Nick’s ass in the air.
“You like it, don’t you?” Jack spanked Nick with his hand a few times before using a paddle.Giving equal strokes to each of his pink ass cheeks.
“Please, it hurts.” Nick begged
“You want me to stop, ok I will stop but I won’t give you any other chance later.”
Nick bit his lower lip again and didn’t say another word giving Jack the permission to spank him to numbness. it was a strange feeling when you’re spanked for a long time, there’s no pain and there’s no feeling, it’s just strange.
Jack didn’t stop spanking Nick till his ass was the color of beetroot, then he squeezed his ass a little before leaving the room one more time, this time he came back with some ice and a glove. he held the cubes on his ass and asked “Feel anything?”
“Not really”.
Jack grinned devilishly and put the ice cubes on Nick’s stomach and balls.
“Gee, it’s cold.”
“You’re gonna like it later.” Jack put the glove on and drowned his fingers in lube, putting more lube on Nick’s hole.
“ready?”
“guess so, I have no feeling there.”
Jack put his finger on Nick’s hole and teased it a bit but he was too numb to react. “there won’t be any stop, ok?”
Nick nodded and Jack put three fingers in his hole altogether, kept them there for a while before pulling them and adding his fourth finger to the party, he fucked him with his fingers for a while before adding his thumb at last, slowly he pushed his hand through his hole and then his hand was all inside when Nick gave out one loud scream. Jack didn’t move at all, just stared at his Nick as tears rolled down his face.” Look at this little boy, why are you crying?”
Nick didn’t answer just tried to breathe more and relax his painful ass.
Jack waited for several minutes before pushing his hand a bit further and then pulling it all the way out. he added more lube to the glove and put his finger on Nick’s hole again.
“No.”
“what? you took my whole fist, the pain will be over soon.” Jack pushed a finger inside.
“I beg you.”
Jack didn’t stop, adding another finger.
“Please, stop it.”
“you’re gonna like it.”
“Jack for the sake of all the happy moments we had, stop it.”
Jack stopped adding more fingers but kept his two fingers where they were.then suddenly got up and left the room.
Nick cried silently trying to forget about the killing pain he had in his ass and all the way up.
Jack came back fully clothed holding a little tiny metal in his hand.
“You must be punished or I leave.”
Nick looked at his hand and let out a cry of pain.
“what is that?” Nick asked with a trembling voice.
“You’re gonna like it” Jack said grabbing Nick’s cock. It was really hard after his backdoor experience. Jack rubbed his pee-hole with the tip of his finger before it touched the cold metal.
“A sound?” Nick asked terrified.
“Yes, this is your punishment.”
“Jack you’re crazy, let me go.” Nick pulled the ropes to free his body.
“That’s all you want?” Jack asked furiously.
Jack left the room. Nick shouted ” open me asshole.”
“I’ll think about it.” Jack said as he closed the door and turned off the light.
Archive for January, 2008
not my taste for sure 
After a long day of meeting people and pretending to be enthused about pharmaceutical technology, all Patrick wanted to do was relax. He had just had the most excruciating day. Trying to explain the latest medical advancement to a room full of number crunchers was hard. He hoped he had made enough of an impression.
Patrick entered his small hotel room and tossed his briefcase on the bed. All he wanted was a hot bath and a warm bed. He loosened the knot in his tie and undid the top button of his shirt. Patrick detested wearing the monkey suit, but he knew it was a must. He took off his watch and tossed it on the nightstand. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the blinking red light. He hated that light. It meant his afternoon of relaxation was about to come to an end.
Begrudgingly, he dialed down to the reception desk to retrieve his message. It was from his boss, who wanted Patrick to call him right away. As he dialed the number to the office he tried to come up with an excuse to get out of whatever it was he wanted him to do. The last thing he needed was to spend dinner with clients. No, he would have to put his foot down and just say he wasn’t into it tonight.
Patrick sat down on the bed and waited for his boss to answer.
“Patrick. Where have you been I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all afternoon?”
Patrick rolled his eyes and started to give an explanation when he was cut off.
“Patrick, I don’t know what you did in that convention today, but we need to talk.”
His heart sank. He tried to think back through his day. He didn’t think he’d done anything bad. Actually, he thought he’d done a great job. A lot of the investors had come up to him afterwards to shake his hand and express their interest. That was part of the reason it had taken him so long getting back to the hotel.
“Patrick my phone has been ringing off the hook,” he paused. “Everyone wants to invest in our product.”
Patrick threw himself back on the bed. It was a huge relief.
“Congratulations man,” his boss said enthusiastically. “You’re going to get a big bonus out of this when you get back. Now take the night off you deserve it.”
Patrick thanked him profusely before hanging up. After the call, he was on such a high. He knew things had gone well, but he wasn’t expecting to hear results so soon. He thought about whom to call but realized he had no one. He was alone in a strange city with no one to help him celebrate. He was too wound up to just relax. He had a lot of energy to release, but the thought of going to some dingy club was not appealing.
He sat back on the bed and thought. What could I possibly do in a strange city where I know no one, he wondered. A sneaky smile came across his face. Did he dare? What if someone found out? He wondered. But that wouldn’t be possible; he was, after all, miles from home. Before he could think too much of it, he fetched his laptop out of his bag and did a quick search. Pages full of escort sites and chat rooms popped up. He browsed through a couple, but none had what he was looking for, until he found The Candy Shop.
He clicked on the link and a site full of tasty treats popped up. He found the chat room for the city he was in and entered the room. His mouth watered as he browsed the profiles. Yeah, this was definitely how he wanted to treat himself. After much searching, he struck up a conversation with a young nineteen year old and before he could stop himself he was giving away his room number. His heart raced with anticipation.
After the longest hour of his life there was a knock on the door. For the first time since he signed off, he felt regret. He hadn’t talked to him long enough. He had let his erection get the better of him. What if he was a teenage psychopath or worse what if he had lied in his profile and in reality he was ugly? He gathered all his courage and slowly opened the door.
“Patrick?”
“Oh fuck, what are you doing here?” Patrick was shocked.
Of all the people in the world he never expected his younger brother’s friend standing on the other side. He couldn’t remember his name, but he could never forget his face or, even more so, his slim beautiful body. Patrick’s brother was several years younger than him, a little surprise his parents always joked.
“Are you?” Patrick asked confused.
The boy looked at his worn tennis shoes.
“Come in, come in.”
For a second Patrick thought the boy was going to run away. But then he looked at him with his big green eyes and came inside. Patrick tried not to look at him directly. He had been so worked up that just being around him had him aroused. He ushered the boy into the small room. The boy sat on the bed while Patrick sat in the chair next to the nightstand.
“My name is Jake,” the boy said, “and yes I’m a friend of your brothers.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I go to school here, as a matter of fact I should be in French right now.”
Patrick couldn’t help but laugh at his blasé attitude. Of all of his brother’s friends Jake had always stood out to him. Every time he had been over at his parents, which wasn’t often, Jake was always the friend that lingered around in the back and, on more than one occasion he had caught him staring. At one point he was going to ask his brother if Jake was gay, but after his brother left for college he stopped talking about his high school friends and Patrick never thought about it again.
“This is a long ways from home for you,” Jake said. “What are you doing in this hotel?”
Patrick explained to him how he had come to a convention and how well he had done with the investors. He couldn’t contain his excitement and Jake was so easy to talk to. He quietly listened and was genuinely excited for him as well. However, after several minutes of conversation the room turned quiet. The tension in the air was thick. Did he dare make a move on this guy? Patrick wondered.
The twink stretched out on the bed, his long body taking up almost the entire length. His eyes challenged Patrick to make the first move. Patrick could feel that familiar stirring in his boxers. He wanted this boy badly, longed to stick his fat tool inside of his tight pucker. Jake lay on his side with his head rested on his elbow. His shirt lifted up from the band of his jeans exposing a light trail of blonde hair.
Patrick couldn’t take the silence anymore. He got up and walked over to the edge of the bed between Jakes’ legs. Jake propped himself up on his elbows and leaned far back exposing his muscled stomach.
“So are you just interested in just talking?” Jake asked.
Patrick got on top of Jake the weight of his body pressing him down against the bed. He could feel Jake was just as hard as he was.
“Oh no, I don’t want to just talk,” he whispered in the boy’s ear.
Patrick slowly traced the outer edge of Jakes’ ear with his tongue. It sent shivers up and down his body. His hands slipped underneath Jakes’ shirt. His fingers caressed every inch of his smooth hairless chest. Patrick smiled; he loved the way his skin felt against his rough hands. He tweaked the boys’ nipples until they were nice and hard. Jake opened his mouth and moaned lightly. Patrick pulled off the boys’ shirt and tossed it to the side. He then began to unbuckle his belt and his jeans. Before long Jake was wearing only a stained pair of white briefs. His cock was hard and pressed against the cotton.
“You have such a beautiful body,” Patrick whispered.
The boys’ scent was driving him crazy. It was the right mix of cheap cologne, innocence, and sweat.
“You’re a little overdressed.”
“Am I?” Patrick lay back onto the bed. “Then why don’t you do something about it?”
Jake rolled over on top of him and with shaky hands began unbuttoning his shirt. With every piece of clothing he stripped off Patrick’s body his eyes lit up. Patrick figured he was either inexperienced or just really into him, either was fine with him. When Jake had successfully stripped Patrick down to his boxers he stopped.
“Go ahead,” Patrick urged.
Jake bit down on his lower lip and ever so slowly peeled back Patrick’s boxers. His fat cock popped out. It was an average size, but to Jake it was the biggest thing he had ever seen. Instantly his mouth went for it. His tender young lips wrapped themselves around his thick shaft and he tried to take in as much as he could.
“Hey, easy buddy,” Patrick half moaned. “Go slow ok?”
Jake looked up at him, Patrick’s shaft between his lips. He nodded and in a slower motion began taking his length. Patrick rested his head against the pillows. For a novice he certainly knew how to work that mouth, he thought. He didn’t even have to give him any instructions. Jake’s mouth made Patrick moan uncontrollably. He held on to Jake’s head as his body began to tremble.
“Oh fuck man, you’re gonna make me shoot.”
In his mind Jake could already taste the hot cum. His hands grabbed at Patrick’s balls as he continued to pump his thick shaft. He looked up to watch Patrick’s facial expressions. He loved to watch a man cum, whenever he watched porn that was the one thing he focused on. He always thought there was something beautiful about it.
With just a few more strokes of his tongue he let it rip. The liquid shot between his lips with a force. He drank in all of the salty drink and pressed for more. Patrick moaned, his body jerked, until he was totally spent. His dick quickly softened between Jake’s lips. Afterwards Jake pulled himself up and rested his body against Patrick’s.
Patrick took him in his arms and lightly kissed the top of his sun kissed head. He liked the way Jake fit nicely in the crook of his arm. It was like he was made to fit his body. He looked down; the boy was still raging hard. He realized then he had done nothing to satisfy him. Patrick traced the length of the twink’s body until he reached his hard center.
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Be quiet,” Patrick whispered in his ear.
His tongue circled the boy’s lobe as his hand worked the length of his erection. His sticky pre cum oozed freely, coating his hand in a sticky film. With just a few strokes he could feel the boys body tightening against his. Patrick smiled as he jerked him to completion. His white spunk shot with force and covered the boy’s smooth white chest.
Once he was done Patrick got out of bed and went to grab a towel. He gently wiped the sticky cum off Jake’s chest and then wrapped his arms around him. They both fell fast asleep, each with a smile on their face in anticipation of round two.
gay parents (pic)
and still some stupid guys think gays cant be good moms and dads.
my little girl is a lot sweeter but i’m not sharing her with anyone!
loving the room-mate
It wasn’t long for my roommate and I to become best friends then finally lovers. We had spent the better part of first semester “accidently” walking in on one other jacking off to porn. Granted the first time was incidental and we were both at fault. He had forgotten to lock the door and I didn’t knock. That was our first argument.
“Damn it, haven’t you ever heard of knocking!”
“Forgive me but we both share this room and if you’re going to do that shit at least lock the door.”
“Fuck you!”
“Fuck yourself”
I was enraged by the way he’d acted the night before so the next day I returned the favor.
After that it was like a game to see who could jack off more times in a week, which eventually progressed to hanging a tape measure along the far side of the wall as we came for distance.
This lasted for the better part of a month before things began to further progress. I had come back from a hard day of classes, feeling of failure. My roommate had just turned on a porno not yet ready for me to walk in.
“Hey you’re early.”
“After tonight I think I’ll have won our cum-a-thon.”
I stood there watching him pull down his shorts. His cock had a good size width to it and wasn’t bad in length. Without thinking I shut the door locking it behind me then moved his chair out from under his desk pulling it off to the side.
He sat there for a second unable to comprehend what I was about to do.
“Hey man what the fuck is your problem? Don’t be an ass and let me get back to winning.”
I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth.
He was in disbelief but I could tell he was enjoying it by the moans escaping his mouth and the way he gently placed a hand behind my head. He wasn’t forcing me by all means. He just simply placed it there for comfort or reassurance; it felt nice regardless of his motives. I took my time adjusting my mouth to his size. I sucked on his head for a little while then eased my way down. I was drooling a bit so pulled back to his head and swallowed my slobber while placing a hand at the base jacking off never loosing contact not even for a moment.
“Oh shit yes.”
I pushed down a little more half way there but still there was more to come. I took my time working him up and down ever so slow taking him in another two inches only slightly gagging along the way. I knew I could take him. I finally made my way all the way down until my mouth was touching the base of his cock feeling him deep within my throat before unbuttoning my pants and taking out my own cock. I sucked him off taking him in stride all the while stroking myself faster and faster. It didn’t take long before we were both close to the edge.
I could feel his cock twitching with anticipation ready to explode. It was at that moment I pulled up for the last time then wrapped my other hand around his member as I eased myself up. I stood before him and with only a few more strokes I came covering his face with my juices.
After admiring my work I happened to glance at the clock, which had just turned midnight.
I stroked him another minute or so until he splatter his wet sticky mess on my abs before lifting his head slightly to look him in the eyes stating,
“I win.”
He licked his lips then took me into a deep passionate kiss.
We waited a mere twenty minutes or so before stripping completely naked and ravaging each other.
We held each other for a few moments savoring each other’s kiss then started getting more physical. He flipped me on my back in a smooth yet gentle motion then lifted my legs resting them on his shoulders. My hole was exposed so I couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious. He kissed my inner thigh then whispered, “you are so beautiful” easing my insecurity.
He reached over to his dresser and grabbed a thing of anal lube and a condom. He squirted a small amount of lube onto his fingers then rubbed it around.
“I want you to fuck me with your cock not your fingers.”
I couldn’t help but to smile as he stated, “dumb blond I’m warming it up before greasing your hole for entry.”
“Be patient ok baby?”
“I’m sorry I just need to feel you inside me. I’ve thought about this moment for forever now. I need you, I need to feel you inside me.”
He worked the lube then inserted a finger.
“Damn Blain you are so tight I can barely stick a finger in let alone my entire dick.”
“Do you still want to try?”
The answer to my question was another finger.
He worked my hole preparing me then asked if I was ready.
“Fuck me please I’ve waited so long for this moment.”
He grabbed my legs and placed them on the floor before crawling up my body until his cock was in my face. I licked the pre-cum oozing from his slit then kissed the head of his shaft before deep throating his member once more.
He face fucked me for a few minutes before moving away and reaching for more lube and a condom.
“You sure you’re ready?”
“Yes fuck me I need to feel you inside me.”
“Dumb blond and a whore.”
I know he was only kidding but it made my chest tighten a little at the sound of the last two words.
But I shook my head clear of all rational thought in time to hear him say, “Ok here’s your wish.”
He placed my legs back on his shoulders then eased in the head of his cock.
“Damn Blain, am I your first? You’re so fucking tight.”
I wish he was my first but he wasn’t, it was nice to hear nevertheless, almost made me feel better about the whore comment. He pushed in another inch and my ass felt as if it was being torn apart. I couldn’t help but gasp at the pain. He stopped immediately and waited for my hole to adjust. It seemed we did this for every inch on the inch but soon enough he was embedded. He again waited for me to adjust before slowly pulling out then back in. After a little while he was full on fucking me. I enjoyed every minute of the pleasure, the pain, but he eventually came causing the fun to end. He discarded the condom then went down on me. It didn’t take long before I came as he swallowed everything. I had never experienced this before and thought it would be gross to taste myself on him but instead it was hot.
That night I fell asleep not only as the ultimate champion of our cum-a-thon, but as a boyfriend to my roommate, and all was well at least for the moment.
Felt like being tagged!
It’s been a while I wanted to be tagged but not by this one, I wanted something cool and genius, anyway thanks to Laura for tagging me.
1. Would you rather have a girlfriend/boyfriend, or friends with benifits?
first of all what is benifits?the one who typed these must check her/his writing skills! Then as I’m moving outta gf/bf phase and this time I’m so determined to be stay monogamous, I like friends with benefits, money actually! And I’d rather kill myself than dating another girl, let alone having a girlfriend uurrgghhh
2. Do you tell your best friends everything?
hhhmm I know I talk to myself but being extremely positive most of the times, I usually skip the sad parts, unless it really bugs me.
3. How have you felt today?
painful, blah, mad, indifferent, happy, outta my mind (no I wasn’t doing drugs!)
4. When was the last time you had butterflies?
I don’t like insects, I don’t collect them and I don’t let them inside any of my body parts!
7. Who’s a celebrity you find extremely attractive?
Rather than myself? Hhmm it’s a long list but I like Sean Bean, really cool, and Al Pacino and I have lots of Italian guys like Eros on my list, I dunno why I find them sexy.
8. When was the last time you talked to your #2?
just like a few seconds ago, he ran to the bathroom!
9. And why might that be?
full bladders don’t let you sleep and he needed directions
10. Something you say often?
sorta, kinda, whatever oh and the combination of f-words!
11. Have you ever cried and didn’t know why?
Just when trying to help him chop those fucking onions oh well I know the reason then!
12. What are you wearing on your feet?
Just one sock, the other foot is bare. (do you really want to know what happened to the other one?)
13. Last person you talked to on IM?
Another sleepless friend, there are plenty in my neighborhood!
14. Do you have plans for today?
sure I do, it’s 12.30 am and I very much want to go back to bed, but I’m not feeling sleepy yet!
15. Do you like your name?
I dunno, it’s fine but too short, I prefer my middle but he likes my name and that’s enough (when not calling me kitty cos it sorta rhyme with my name!)
16. What color are your fingernails?
I’m not an alien, so it’s not green for sure!
17. Whats your favorite song?
Not listening to anything right now but once it was Marylin Manson’s “Don’t like the drugs but they like me”
18. What phone do you have?
nothing new, been having this since 2004, it’s nokia and I like it, he wants to get me a new one later, yippee (hhhmm that means I have to pay for my own surprise?!)
20. Do you have feelings for anyone, and if so, do they know?
Not for all the people on the street but I have lots of feelings for those cute guys at bars, gyms,…. And they surely know cos I keep on staring at them then hold my partner’s friend. They run away in a flash of light.
21. Things you first notice about the opposite sex:
when I can get rid of them but I look into their eyes cos eyes never lie
22. Last person you sat next to?
The one in the bathroom now
23. Last time you were disappointed?
all this week, even today, people keep on disappointing me. I’m tired of hearing lame excuses to avoid coming to my wedding, is it really that frightening?
24. Do you like being in pictures?
nope and I don’t like people in my pictures, they ruin the scenery!
25. Have you ever been more attracted to a significant other’s sibling than them?
I don’t remember, my ex was an only child and my lover just has a sister, not my taste.
26. Are you happy at the moment?
yeah cos I wanna go to bed asap!
27. Do you tend to fall for people easily?
nope, that makes me feel dizzy
28. Is your bedroom window open?
for God’s sake no, it’s cold out there. And I don’t wanna feel like the homeless
29. Do you have any tattoos, if so which hurt the most?
Not anymore, I never wanted life lasting tattoos cos when growing old they look horrible and he doesn’t like any.
30. Where is your heart?
on the left side, behind my ribcage, where else it should be?
31. Last time you fell down? Why?
Not long time ago, and it was dammed painful, it happens a lot when you have to think of many things at the time or I cant. And why? I was rushing to get home to tell him something and I missed a few stair, flat on the floor then!
33. Who was the last person to call you?
The one who woke us up, his sister, my sister in-law gonna be!
34. What were you doing at 10 am?
Yesterday? Working for sure. Today I’d rather be in bed
35. Would you rather be cheated on, or with?
who wanted to be cheated on but cheated with oh sorry I was trying to be a good buy
36. Last person who drove you somewhere?
my partner
37. What do you hear right now?
I told you nothing, but the last thing on my player was Metallica’s Cure
38. Who was the last person to wear your clothes?
it must have been me but for the briefs I he wore mine and I wore his accidentally
39. What is the first thing you did when you woke up?
kicking his ass, going to my baby’s room and see what she was up, then I went to bathroom, shaved and ran to work cos I was late. (no I didn’t take any bath cos we took a after 3 o’clock bath together!)
40. What woke you up?
I dunno, I just woke up, or it was the feeling of guilt for beong late!
41. What was your last thought before going to sleep?
I wasn’t going to make out with him more than 3 times tonight!
42. Do you like fire?
it depends, I like fire works, but not being on fire in improper places!
43. Do you wish on stars?
nope, my eye-sight is too poor to see ‘em
44. What color are your nails?
what’s the difference between nails and finger nails?
45. What was the last book you read?
100 years of solitude, Garcia Markez but I don’t remember finishing it!
46. Who was the last person you ran into unexpectedly?
my boss, he’s really annoying and that was the worse thing happening cos I almost let go of my cup of coffee on his shirt
47. Do you have a job?
yeah, how could I live without one?
48. What was the last thing you ate?
his cock, ohh that’s not what you meant, right? I guess it was smashed potatoes left from WWII
49. What is your favorite fruit?
cucumber, yeah I know it has other uses but I eat it
50. Who do you talk to the most in your classes?
I’m too old for classes, actually old enough to be a grandpa!
51. When and where was the first time you ever kissed the last person you kissed?
the question is who was the last person I kissed, lemme think. Hhhmm don’t remember the exact time but it was last spring while crashing some ice on Kuskokwim river to catch some ugly fish, he was so sweet and still is.
52. What’s the greatest thing that happened to you today?
The working time was over, and someone bought a birthday gift for my ex. No I don’t have feelings for her I was just trying to be nice to my baby’s mom!
53. How many best friends do you have?
not many really, I’m too shy, at most 2 or 4!
54. Would you rather get up early or sleep in?
I don’t sleep much so it depends on others, she wakes up early and he likes to stay in bed, so it depends who makes the first noise!
55. Tell me about the shirt you’re wearing:
I’m not wearing one, wanna check?
56. What would you change about your life right now?
Right now nothing, once in my life I’m feeling happy, I have my gay family and I’m gonna tie the knot with the love of my life, why should I change anything?
57. Would you rather smile over a lie or cry over the truth?
I depends on my mood and the person but I’d rather cry over the truth
58. What’s on your bedroom floor right now?
I dunno, anything you can think of from condoms to books, right now I’m sitting on the kitchen table and I cant name all the stuff in the bedroom
59. Who’s the last person you got into an argument with?
my boss
60. Do you trust people?
That’s my default.
61. Do you like anybody right now?
Hmm not sure, this question is really annoying
62. Who’s the last text message you received from?
My ex saying I have to pick the little demon up today round 6pm.
Oooooohh finished. I don’t wanna be tagged again or I want something less annoying. I’m going back to bed. Good night!
Tom Brady, right, greets teammate Junior Seau during a postgame.
and I keep on wondering what was on the next frame.
Poor Tom he’s in so much pain and I know there are hundred ways to make him a happier guy
I stepped into the record store knowing exactly what I wanted. I went to the electronica section and pulled out the latest volume of Ultra Chilled and started toward the register.
Two aisles over I saw a young man by the name of Pan staring at me. I knew of Pan from my occasional visits to a gay sex club. He was a good-looking twenty something with blonde hair and a diver’s body.
I nodded and he nodded back so I went over to say hello. “My name’s James,” I said. I held out my hand. He took it and just held it. His skin was soft and warm. I knew that he didn’t do anything too physical for work.
“I’m Pan.” He smiled. He had perfect teeth. Along with his wind blown hair and his chic designer clothes he was the epitome of perfection. “What you got there?” he asked.
I showed him. “I like to listen to this when I paint,” I said.
“You’re an artist?” he asked.
I nodded. “In my free time.” I looked into his sparkling blue eyes and said, “You know, I live right around the corner.” I looked at my watch. “It’s not too early for a cocktail, is it?”
We paid for our items and then went outside. It was on the late end of a beautiful spring day, sunny, warm, perfect.
At my house I brought out a bottle of vodka, some cranberry juice and limes, some ice and two tall glasses and mixed us both drinks. Pan was walking around my living room looking at things. He seemed to be fascinated with a large abstract I had painted and recently hung over my couch. It was a painting made from of a close up Polaroid shot Cole had taken of my mouth wrapped snuggly around his fat black cock.
“Something strangely sexual about that,” he said. “What’s it supposed to be?”
I came over beside him and handed him a drink. “It’s my lips, see?” I pointed them out. “Wrapped around a black cock.”
He didn’t even flinch. “You painted yourself giving head?”
I went over and rummaged in a drawer and found the original photograph. “It’s from this,” I said, handing the photo to Pan. “I thought it was sexy—the contrast of my pink lips and his black cock. I plan to do a series—some of them are—uh—pretty graphic.”
“So I see,” he said, glancing from the picture to the painting. “So look—I’ve seen you giving Cole head. But—I mean, doesn’t that hurt after awhile?”
“Not so much.” I shrugged. “I guess I’ve got a big mouth.” We both laughed. “Once you get the hang of it it’s not so difficult.”
“Don’t you ever get tired though?” He continued to stare at the picture.
“Sure.” I smiled. “That’s usually about the time you make them cum.”
“What if they don’t want to?”
“Why give them a choice. Just put a little extra on it and they’ll always pop.”
“Goddamn,” he said, before dropping into a long pause. He took a sip and then said, “That is one fucking sexy painting?”
“So, you mind if I ask you something?”
“Not at all.”
“Nothing personal, but is it true what they say?”
“What do they say?”
“They say you only like to get—that you don’t’ put out.”
“Kind of, I guess.” He shrugged. “I’ve only been hanging out at the Power Lounge a month or two and it just kind of became my thing. It’s not like my ass is a virgin or anything. I just haven’t run into any situations that got me going like that, you know?”
“I think so, yeah.” I looked at him and I got an incredible feeling that this boy was a sub just waiting to be exploited. I had a sense that he was not only attracted to me, but also envious—that in a way he would like to emulate me—sexually.
I put down my drink and turned to him. Then I stepped forward and kissed him on the lips. He reacted passionately, then immediately also put his drink aside. He clasped his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back into a kiss. As we kissed we ground our crotches together.
“Come with me,” I said, pulling him along.
I took him into my room and started stripping him, alternatively removing my clothes as well. Our body types were very similar although I had a little height on him. He was smooth and hairless and not made so by a razor, except around his pubic area, which was trimmed. His straining erection was pale and pink and somewhere between 6 and 7 inches long.
I pushed him back on my bed and started feeling up his body. “Stretch out,” I demanded. He did, looking up at me bashfully. I climbed up over him and when he tried to touch me I said, “No.” Keep you arms above you.
“Okay,” he whispered. He reached up and grabbed on to the slats in the headboard.
I kissed him. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was playing the top. I kissed my way down his neck and nibbled his nipples, while rubbing his sides. Moving down further I found it entirely sexy to see his diaphragm expanding and contracting with each deep breath.
When I reached his cock I looked up and saw him watching me in fascination. I started to go to work and then paused. He sighed in disappointment. “Talk to me,” I said.
“What about?”
“Tell me what turns you on.” I gave him a long deep suck—in and then out again. “The stuff you keep secret.”
“I can’t,” he whispered.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth and went down and licked his balls. I felt him flinch in excitement. “Yes you can. And you will. I know you’re dying to tell someone.” I took him into my mouth and gently sucked easily deep throating him. With his cock pressed deep I stuck out my tongue and licked his ball sack.
“I—oh my god that feels so good,” he cried. “I—I—I wish I could be like you . . . you know, have the kind of men you have—do the things you do to them.”
I licked him a few more times and then said, “You like the big guys?”
“Yes.” He made a long deep moan as I again took him down to his base. “I was so jealous of you when you had Randy the other night. Jealous of both of you.”
“So what’s stopping you? Do you know how much Randy would love to have you sucking his cock? He’s so totally into that.” I plunged Pan’s cock back in my mouth.
Pan moaned and arched his back. “I know, but it takes a lot of courage.”
I loved it when Pan arched his back. I gave him a series of thrusts letting his cock bang on the back of my throat. He started thrusting his hips to meet me. I paused.
“I think you ought to do it.”
“Oh god. It turns me on so much just thinking about it. His cock is so big . . . and his body . . .” Pan’s voice trialed off and he started moaning loudly as I sucked.
I knew he was getting close so I stopped.
I climbed up over him and kissed him. “I’ve got his number,” I whispered. I reached up for my nightstand and found a condom. Kissing him again, I added, “We could go down on him together and share his cock.” I kissed him again and then sat up.
“Oh my god that would be so amazing,” Pan hissed, practically shivering with anticipation.
I opened the condom pack and stared into his eyes as I rolled it over my cock. Pan seemed to be apprehensive as he watched me slide down between his legs, but he made no move to stop me.
I pushed his knees upward and said, “Open up to me—I’m going to fuck you.”
He lifted his legs and I dropped down and plunged my tongue into his ass, spitting and lubing his hole. I got up and stuck my cock up to his ass.
“Go easy,” he said, reaching down and gently placing his fingertips against my hips.
I said, “Relax,” and then I stuck it into him. He was tight and I knew that a cock like Randy’s or Cole’s would make him scream. I moved into him very slowly, watching his mouth drop open. As I pulled back even slower his eyes fell closed. He was a beautiful boy and the thought of corrupting him turned me on.
“You really like Randy, don’t you?”
“Yes . . . a lot.”
“Does he have any idea?”
“No way.”
“But you want him to—you wish he did—don’t you?”
“Yes.” Pan stretched back even further, arching his back. “Oh my god that feels so fucking great.”
I kissed him deeply. “You want to have his cock right here between us, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes I do.”
I kissed him again. “Oh yeah. So do I.” And then I sat up and started fucking him in earnest
Pan thrust his head up fighting to kiss me, finding my mouth and frantically sticking his tongue into me. I grabbed him by his hair and his head and pulled it back, biting his neck and sucking. I was thrusting my cock into his ass, in and out and deep and harder each thrust. I reached down between his legs and started stroking his cock. And then I was coming and thrusting and when he started to go, I pulled out and he moaned and I dropped down to his cock and plunged it deep sucking as hard as I could and slurping and sucking and swallowing as he shot stream after stream of his load into my bobbing mouth.
We lay there a long time before Pan finally spoke. “You’re incredible,” he quietly said.
“So are you. You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever slept with.”
He sat up. “I want to make you feel as great as you make me feel.”
“Do you really?” I asked.
“Yes, truly.”
I rolled toward him and looked intensely into his eyes. “I want you to look into my eyes just like you are right now while you’re sucking Randy off. I want to watch you swallow him.”
Pan got up and came over and started kissing me even more passionately than before. “Oh yeah. Just tell me when.”
I looked down at my cock as it started to expand. “Why don’t you give me a preview—right now,” I said, as I pushed him down toward my cock.
And without a word he complied.
