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The ground rumbles as the approaching subway reaches the station. Underground, the rusted breaks of the train screech in protest as the anxious commuters wait for the subway to come to a complete stop. The double doors of the crowded car open with a gust of hot air, and out steps Matt onto the platform.

Matt stands taller than most of the passengers, with a wild head of curly brown locks and brilliant hazel eyes that quickly scan the crowd around him. A light denim jacket rests over his broad shoulders, paired with black jeans with a tear in the knees, and even fully clothed you can see his muscles bulge as he makes his way to the exit of the subway. He emerges onto the streets of New York, and picks up his phone to a new message from me. He is here visiting just for the night, but is excited to see me since it’s been months since our last encounter.

I feel my phone vibrate in the pocket of my light skinny jeans, and I pick up the pace as I approach the subway to meet him. I’m nervous, and can feel my heart pounding with every step closer to him.

“Where are you?” I ask him as I pick up the phone.

“I’m by some trees I think, but honestly I’m not sure” he responds.

“Just stop moving! I’ll come find you.”

I arrive at the station, and spot Matt from afar. Even from this distance, I can tell he’s gotten bigger since the last time I saw him. It has begun to rain, and the previously crisp white of his undershirt develops a skin-colored tint as it begins to cling to his broad chest. I can start to see the curves of his abs on his tanned stomach, and the cold has made his nipples form two sharp points on either side of the thin shirt.

Matt finally spots me, and runs and gives me a bear hug. His corse beard brushes against my face, and I immediately feel at home in his arms.

“You’re soaking wet! Why didn’t you bring your umbrella?” I said, but not too upset with the unexpected exposure of his torso.

“It’s no big deal, Kyle, and aren’t we stopping by your apartment to drop my things off anyways? I can always just borrow one of yours!”

It’s true; we were going back to my apartment first, and the thought immediately elevated my heart rate. The thought of his lips pressed onto mine and feeling his body against Göztepe travesti me was so exciting, but I knew we would have to wait. My roommate was home, and was not expected to leave till the night time. Even still, the anticipation was almost too much to handle.

We make small talk as we journey back to my apartment, which was about a ten minute walk from the train station. During this time, I can’t help but stare at the man next to me in awe.

Although I am just as fit as he is, he has almost half a foot on me, and am dwarfed by his size. I have to look up to speak to him, and practically gawk at how lucky I am that Matt was able to come in visit me. Quickly, I glance down at the top of his jeans, and see his large bulge shift back and forth with every step. I can’t help the subsequent rush of blood heading towards my own, and quickly look back at him as he describes his day to me.

“We’re here”, I declare matter of factly, as we walk through the double doors of the apartment building. I take him to the steps and begin to head up, and feel his eyes on my butt as we make our way up the three flights towards the apartment.

I let Matt into the space, as he casually walks around, inspecting everything from the furniture to the neat array of glasses positioned on the counter.

“Where’s your roommate?” He asks.

“Honestly, I’m not sure. He said he would be home but I guess not.”

“That works for me!” Matt says with a smirk. He has a mischievous look in his eyes that could only mean one thing.

“Not right now!” I respond, “You only have a short time in the city and I want to make sure you see as much of it as you can.”

“I have all I need to see right here” He says, coming towards me and wrapping his hands around my waist.

“Ha. Ha. Very corny.” I say, pushing him away, “My roommate could be home any minute.”

At this point it’s taking all of my self control not to fall right into his arms and let his strong biceps envelop me. We stare into each other’s eyes for a long moment, and I knew I couldn’t help myself any longer.

Matt grabs me by the waist again, and slowly leans towards me, and presses his soft lips against mine. I loose all self control, and our kissing gets more Küçükyalı travesti and more passionate as I am pushed up against the wall of the apartment. He grabs my legs and picks me up, still pushed up against the wall, and I can feel his bulge growing with every kiss.

Still lifting me, Matt carries me to my room and places me on the bed. At this point, I am fully hard, and I can feel my cock throbbing as he takes off his shirt and continues to kiss me. Matt then takes off mine, and I can feel the smooth, warm touch of his skin against mine, and feel his muscles ripple as he moves.

I flip him onto the bed, and I passionately kiss him, moving down from his head to his hairy chest and abs. I slowly unzip his pants, and reveal his big cock from his underwear. Its size is impressive, with a large head and thick veins running down the side. His balls, large and slightly hairy, hang between his legs as i fully pull down his pants.

I take his cock with both hands as I slowly lick his dick down to the base of the shaft. He moans slightly, and grabs my hair as I start to suck it, going down as far as I can. He leans back, fully immersed in pleasure, unable to move from my mouth on his cock.

He lightly grabs my head and pulls me up to face him, and he kisses me as he unbuttons my pants. My cock springs back up as my underwear drops to my ankles, and immediately he begins sucking it, cupping my balls as he goes all the way to the base of it.

“Fuck” is all I could reply to him, and I run my hands down his muscular arms as he continues to suck my cock.

I feel almost ready to burst when Matt stops sucking me, and he lifts me back up onto the bed and I go back to sucking him. My ass is facing him now, and he grabs it and begins eating me out, his tongue moving in circles around my tight hole. I can barely handle the sensations, and let out a sharp moan when he inserts a finger into my hole.

I stopped sucking him then, and flip onto my back to face him. He looks at me with lust-filled eyes, and at that point all I wanted was to feel his throbbing cock inside of me, thrusting and stretching my tight hole. Matt grabs the lube, and wets his cock and my ass. He kisses me one more time, and slowly pushes his dick into Avrupa yakası travesti my hole.

I let out a gasp, as feel his cock slowly pushing deeper and deeper inside me. I pull him closer and wrap my legs around him, and he slowly starts pumping his cock in and out. His eyes closed in pleasure and his arms positioned by my head, he begins fucking me harder, his slick cock stretching my whole with every thrust. Already I can feel my cock about to burst, and moan as my hole tightens around his dick.

“I’m going to cum” I moan under my breath, and my eyes close as my cock shoots white steams of cum all over my chest. The feeling was euphoric, with my whole body almost vibrating with pleasure. I barely open my eyes to see Matt pumping harder, and know he is about to explode. He kisses me hard, and I feel the desperation in his thrusts as he tries to stop himself from releasing.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum!” He barely gets the word out as his cock releases into my ass, with waves of cum shooting up inside me. He kisses me and collapses on top of me from the power of the orgasm. We lay there in silence, passionately kissing, with his cock still inside me. He finally pulls out, and my hole is gaping, dripping with his seed from his giant load.

****

Lying back, chests still heaving, Matt eventually pulls away from me. He stares at me for a moment, his gorgeous hazel eyes reflecting the afternoon light, and gently pushes my hair out of my face. He stares intently at me again, and I crack a smile.

“What are you looking at?” I ask him with a mischievous look on my face.

“I can’t stop looking at you. I’m sorry, I know it’s weird but I just really can’t get enough of that face.”

My heart jumps in my chest. Although we met only a little while ago, there was a connection I felt between us that was indescribable. The way he looks at me, and the way I now feel in his arms is something I’ve never felt before, as if a warm feeling traveled deep from my chest and down my spine.

Yawning, I flip around and face away from him. Matt reaches down and wraps his hands around my waist, and I instinctively arch my back, fitting his soft cock perfectly between my ass cheeks. Matt chuckles, and says softly into my ear, “I’ll wake you up in a little bit.”

I was exhausted, truth be told. I hadn’t slept much the night before, and needed some rest if I wanted to spend the rest of the day actively engaged with Matt. I shut my eyes, and almost immediately drift off in his arms, dreaming of one of our first encounters…

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It wasn’t the best job in the nation, but it was still a good job. Cliff would seldom expect to lift heavy boxes and drive forklifts for the rest of his life, but seeing as how discomfort never found a place in this particular environment, he never complained about his limited opportunities in the job market. The robust thirty-four-year-old man had spent the past several years working in the industrial district of Los Angeles. Everything seemed to work in his favor: good benefits, flexible schedule, and competent employees including himself.

The lack of air conditioning in the entire warehouse would have to be the only thing that bothered him. When early August kicked in, high temperatures would demonstrate its abundance all around Southern California, resulting in humidity more excessive than before. Cliff would have to work inside the building with nothing but the heat being content with its fierce determination. In spite of the drawbacks of Mediterranean weather, Cliff never surrendered to nature. He was never the kind of man who would be defeated that easily. He had become a man with well-built arms and sturdy abs ever since he was a senior in high school. There would be no way for him to act as a weakling even if he had to pretend. He fought back the heat as he continued his job with no further interruptions.

On a Friday afternoon, as the heat showed no signs of disappearing, Cliff arranged large boxes and other miscellaneous items on the middle shelves with a forklift. The manager picked this certain period to give Cliff his well-deserved ten-minute break. Now would be the time for Cliff to exit the building and drink his water. He stepped outside with nothing but a cool bottle of water in his hand. He looked up to see the blue sky partially obscured by the city’s smog. Clouds however big or small were nowhere to be seen at this time. Summer just wouldn’t end. But Cliff didn’t mind the high temperatures as much as the other employees. He had lived in Southern California since birth, and the familiarity of the environment helped him ease his frustration.

He stood in the middle of a small parking lot situated at the back of the warehouse. Another warehouse next door had walls high and long enough to surround such a compact space, resulting in an almost claustrophobic manifestation of medal and asphalt. Cliff leaned against the concrete wall and took a long sip from his water bottle. He took off his white t-shirt and set it aside for the entirety of his break. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

When he opened his eyes again, he noticed someone from the corner of his eye. He looked to see a familiar face in the midst of an industrial backdrop. He had not seen this man since college, though the two of them did acknowledge their existence on social media at one time.

Cliff stood up straight, but left his shirt lying on the concrete. “I never expected to see you again. It’s good to see you, Alex.”

Alex gave him a little smile and said, “I hope life is treating you well.”

His introductory line had become such a common trait during their college years. The thirty-three-year-old Taiwanese-American man took a few steps closer. Cliff could see that very little had changed about him. Alex, who was only a year younger and two inches shorter than Cliff, wore a white polo shirt and a pair of brown pants. The skinny man wore eyeglasses and had short black hair fixed in a typical East Asian style. As a handsome man overall, whoever accepted his marriage proposal several years ago must have been one lucky woman.

Cliff asked, “How have you been lately?”

“There are bumpy roads ahead, but I think I’m still fit for survival.”

“What happened?”

Alex frowned. “I’ll explain later. Is your manager here?”

“He’s in the building. Why do you ask?”

“I’d like to see if there are any jobs available here.”

That almost surprised Cliff just a little bit. “Now why would you want to work in a place like this? You’re the one who got the master’s degree, not me.”

“To tell you the truth, I’m willing to work anywhere that allows me to live with a steady income.”

“This isn’t like you, Alex. Shouldn’t you be looking for a job downtown?”

“It’s getting harder and harder for a man to seek approval from executive markets.”

“Hey, you’re the smart one. I’m sure you can do better than this. I don’t mean to look down on myself, but I remember a time when you were destined to become a millionaire.”

“And that’s why there will be bumpy roads ahead.”

Cliff grew more attentive. “Now you really have to tell me what’s been happening lately.”

Alex put his hands in his pockets as he stepped a little closer. “My wife left me because she didn’t love me anymore. She filed for divorce just a few months ago. I never intended to hurt anyone, and yet I am the one who is kicked out of the house. She gets to take half of my annual income. I try to have a say in this matter, but my voice is meaningless. Maltepe travesti I now have to live the rest of my life in a one-bedroom apartment, eating nothing but canned goods and frozen dinners. I used to have a good life, but it crashed and burned when my wife started the affair.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that.”

Alex shrugged his shoulders. “The damage has been done, and I have to do something about it.”

“I thought you were working in an office somewhere. Did you get laid off?”

“You are correct. The company had to downsize because of bad business decisions. It’s a tragedy that has come out of its hiding place, and I’m its primary victim.”

Cliff had to make an important announcement. “I’ve got some bad news for you, Alex. Our warehouse has enough workers already. And besides that, you would have to lift a lot of heavy boxes, and no offense, but I don’t think you’re up to it.”

Alex gave a little smile for some odd reason. “Truth hurts.”

“You can still find a job around here somewhere, but it’s going to be little more competitive than you think.”

Alex shook his head as if he was feeling amused. “This is a welcome change from you. I remember a time when you wouldn’t think so highly of me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t try to act as if you can’t remember our college days. Who do you think was the one who teased me and tried to intimidate me for four straight years? I’ve never met a jackass that had been as daunting as you.”

Cliff chuckled. “Hey, people always act that way when they’re still young. It’s like in high school. It’s to see who the weakest link is. Ironic, isn’t it?”

“I wouldn’t say that I had won the battle. I still lost everything, including my own wife.”

“You could regain all that if you tried hard enough.”

Alex’s little smile grew just a little larger as he looked down at Cliff’s half-naked body. “I can see that you’ve been taking care of yourself just fine.”

“It’s what I’d set out to do since twelfth grade. I like to think that I’m doing it right.”

Alex let out a long and slow sigh. “Of course, you are. Look at yourself. You have the body of a titan…and I can fully accept it. Sometimes, I envy you.”

Alex didn’t stop gazing at Cliff’s hairless muscular chest. Cliff didn’t find it alarming, though curiosity did kick in at the right moment. “So do you like what you see here?”

Alex finally looked up at him. “Oh, I still envy you. At least you didn’t choose the same route that I had taken.”

He stepped a little closer until the two of them stood just a few inches between each other. “You are so lucky. I always admire someone who does the right things.”

Cliff didn’t move at all. “I sense something strange about you.”

Alex let out a light and buoyant chuckle. “I used to despise you, but I can’t feel that way anymore.”

He looked down at Cliff’s chest once again. He whispered, “I just love the way you look.”

Cliff had rarely experienced a rather awkward situation, and this would have to be one of the very few. “I’m not sure where you’re going with this.”

Without hesitation, Alex raised his fingers and began to touch Cliff’s chest. The slow movement of Alex’s fingers as he slid them across the sturdy surface had almost caught Cliff off-guard.

“Why are you doing this?”

Alex’s smile had now grown more charming. It appeared almost seductive, as if a young woman gazed at Cliff’s body with ambitious eyes.

“Oh, Cliff…this is why I adore you so much.”

The two of them had grown silent in the realm of modern industry. Cliff had never expected this turn of events, and he could only assume that Alex, who seemed fixed in some kind of hypnosis, tried to play a dirty trick on him. But Alex would never be the type who would seek vengeance against his former adversaries, simply because he never knew how to fight back against anyone who confronted him in college.

Cliff remarked, “I think you’re about to lose your mind.”

Alex almost laughed. “Oh, I’m starting to love it when you tease me like that. It makes me admire you even more.”

The Taiwanese man pushed his boundaries even further as he leaned forward and, in an almost playful manner, touched the skin with both lips. Cliff could feel Alex’s warm breath acting as a soothing breeze against his chest.

Cliff whispered, “Why are you doing this?”

The tip of Alex’s moist tongue coated the skin with saliva. “I just want to forget everything that I’ve been through. You are the right man to help me.”

“What can I do?”

Alex whispered in his ear. “Hold me.”

Cliff didn’t question his motives any longer. He held Alex in his strong clean arms. Alex rested his head on Cliff’s shoulder, and the muscular white man let it happen. After hearing what Alex’s own ex-wife had done to him, giving him the consolation he deserved would have to be a wise decision on Cliff’s part. He could feel the Taiwanese man loosening up his entire body.

Alex Ümraniye travesti could only express his satisfaction through words. “This feels good…I wish this could last longer.”

Cliff didn’t stop his embrace. Holding another man in his arms wasn’t uncommon. In fact, his personal preference for the same sex helped in erasing his unease. Now, feeling thankful for holding a handsome East Asian man close to his own body proved to be a welcome addition to his work day.

Suddenly, Cliff heard faint footsteps from behind him. Alex must have heard it as well, since he pulled himself away from Cliff and acted as if nothing even happened between the two of them. Cliff turned around to see one of his co-workers arriving at the small parking lot and reminding him that his ten-minute break had already ended two minutes ago.

Cliff nodded. “I’ll be inside as soon as possible.”

The co-worker eyed the Taiwanese man who had his hands in his pockets. “So who is this guy?”

Alex replied, “I’m just a friend from college, and I dropped by to say hello. I have to go now. It’s been nice seeing you, Cliff.”

Cliff waved his hand. “It’s been nice seeing you, too.”

Alex’s little smile had returned. “I hope we get to meet up again soon.”

Cliff had taken a liking to that little smile. “I’m sure it’ll be sooner than you think.”

Alex walked away, leaving Cliff and the co-worker to step back inside the warehouse. But before he could join the rest of the employees for a few more hours of heavy lifting, Cliff stayed at the open doorway to watch Alex disappearing into a narrow alley. Just watching the East Asian man walking away made him want to see more of their drastic change in their current relationship. Cliff had a good feeling that Alex’s state of mind faced a dilemma when revising its standard procedures. The bitter divorce, coupled with unemployment, would have destroyed any man’s status in society. Seeing it happen to someone who Cliff used to bully around didn’t please him very much. But after their tender embrace, he yearned to make a few improvements in Alex’s life.

Cliff looked up at the sky to see that nothing has changed. The smog tainted the image of a clear blue sky. In the far distance, the towering skyline appeared majestic when situated below the brilliant afternoon sun. The metropolitan locale would have been the right location for a man like Alex, but Cliff started to wonder how he would manage to endure the hazards in the region of industry.

* * *

He did wait for Alex to return, but it never happened on that same day. When Saturday arrived, Cliff resumed work in the same building. Even as he enjoyed a little recollection of yesterday in his mind, the man never broke concentration of his duties. The heat had grown just a little less than last time, though the employees still found the newly formed sweat on their bodies rather troublesome.

Work ended officially in the late afternoon. Everyone in the warehouse was ready to return home after simple yet demanding labor. Every eighteen-wheeler truck that paid a visit had already left the building, while the manager turned off all the lights. Cliff and a few of his co-workers would be the last to leave the parking lot. He said farewell to the others and waited for them to exit the parking lot. He stepped inside his sedan and turned on the engine. He activated the air conditioning and remained still as the rest of the employees drove away. He waited until he was the only one residing on the asphalt. A welcome change in the air helped him ease his discontent with today’s high temperatures. He wanted to turn on the radio, but a familiar face prevented him from simply pushing a button.

Cliff anticipated Alex’s return, but not like this. He spotted the Taiwanese man in the far distance, wandering in a random direction in the same alley as before. Alex’s fleeting look coupled with his signature little smile had to indicate something worthwhile. Cliff turned off the engine and got out of his car. He watched as Alex disappeared in the alley. Never had his curiosity controlled his mindset so much. There was now only one thing to do. Cliff left the parking lot on foot and followed his former classmate just as the setting sun forced the sky to consume a more orange hue in the west.

Alex wandered deeper into the core of the city’s industrial district. Since everyone who worked here had already left home, the industrialized terrain had become a silent wasteland. Concrete walls and empty streets added a mystical vibe that eased Cliff’s fatigue. He had grown familiar with this region for the last five years. This was his sanctuary, his humble abode gratefully unaltered by hopeless intruders.

After walking past two blocks, Cliff finally witnessed a sudden change in Alex’s simple antic. Alex came across an abandoned building, an enormous warehouse almost the same size as the one Cliff worked in. Its broken windows and the dull white paint on its walls gave the impression Tuzla travesti that it had been left behind almost a decade ago. Cliff, standing on the other side of the street, watched as Alex opened a door near the corner and entered the building. Cliff had two options. He would have to run back to his car and return home, or he would have to step inside the same building and see what Alex had in store for him. Seeing as how anything would be possible at this point, Cliff ran across the street and used the same entrance to gain personal access.

Inside, faint sunlight seeped through the windows to show that the building had been stripped of its original contents. The tall shelves standing in an almost perfect row remained vacant. The windows on the walls were either stained in bright brown or permanently broken. Various debris lay scattered on the concrete floor. The afternoon heat had decided to cram its humid aroma inside the building. And within a few seconds, Cliff spotted Alex near one of the shelves. He wore a black sleeveless undershirt and a pair of brown cargo shorts. His little smile never departed from his visible features.

Cliff stepped closer and remarked, “I’m not sure why I’m here, but I hope it’s for a good reason.”

Alex slowly licked his upper lip. “It’s for a good cause. I’m sure of it.”

Cliff eyed him from top to bottom. Alex looked even more appealing than ever. His current attire added just a little more panache to his slim exterior. Cliff craved an instant grab at human flesh, though he waited for Alex to confirm their current situation with just a few words.

The Taiwanese man handed him an unopened water bottle. “You looked parched. You must have worked really hard today.”

Cliff replied, “Sure, you could say that.”

“Drink up. You shouldn’t drive home dehydrated. It could be a little dangerous. I don’t like it when the people I care about are in danger.”

Cliff gazed at the water bottle in his hand. “Why are you here, Alex?”

Alex chuckled. “That’s for you to find out. Go ahead. Drink it. You should be rejuvenated after all of that arduous labor.”

“It wasn’t THAT hard.”

“Still, it would make me happy knowing that you’ll be cool and refreshed.”

Cliff didn’t complain. Simple refreshment was what he needed at a time like this. He popped open the cap and took a long sip of water. Its low temperature consumed a good fraction of his body. Such a soothing experience helped in easing the tension in Cliff’s body and mind.

After drinking half of the contents in the bottle, he remarked, “You’re trying to tell me something.”

Alex sighed. “I must confess…I’ve been thinking about you a lot recently.”

“Is that so?”

“I am a little amazed at how you’ve lived your life so well.”

“I’m not exactly a millionaire. You know that already.”

Alex chuckled. “Yes, but you have never faced monumental obstacles guaranteed to ruin your life. You work and play without any interruptions. You’re someone that I truly admire.”

Alex looked down at Cliff’s chest once more. “You look a little uncomfortable. Let me take that off for you.”

Cliff wasn’t fond of the heat in the abandoned building, anyway. “I can do it myself just fine.”

He took off his white t-shirt and set it aside on the empty shelf.

Alex’s eyes looked as if they had been under instant hypnosis. He gazed at Cliff’s uncovered torso with a charismatic smile.

“Oh…who would have thought that you’d help me ease my pain?”

Cliff stayed still. “I’m not even doing anything.”

“Yes, you are. You’re helping me forget about my divorce. You’re helping me forget about my ex-wife and my dreadful apartment. All you had to do was show me your body.”

Alex did the same thing as before by laying his fingers on Cliff’s hearty chest. The light touch made Cliff feel a little more inspiring. Alex slid his fingers further down. His unbreakable gaze showed no signs of looking away from his primary target.

“I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I should depend on my conventional options to help boost my own morale. But…there’s just something about you that I can’t resist.”

Those words had been the perfect signal for Cliff to heighten the tension inside his own hectic psyche. After a hard day’s work on a hot summer weekend, there would only be one thing to help him release his mental pressure and it had nothing to do with watching TV when returning home.

“It’s too quiet in this building. I think it’s time we make a lot of noise.”

Clearly enthused by the statement, Alex licked his lips. His seductive glance never revealed its own expiration date just yet.

“After a hard day’s work, you deserve a little entertainment of your own. Here’s how to start.”

Alex’s prelude consisted of him dropping down to his knees and unzipping Cliff’s pants. Cliff let it happen. He needed a good reason to feel energized at this time.

“Go ahead. You want to see it for yourself, don’t you?”

Alex couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled down Cliff’s jeans and boxer shorts to examine what he yearned for. It used to stay limp in his jeans, but now, Cliff’s cock had already begun its deliberate cultivation. It grew harder as Alex slowly caressed it with his fingers.

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My boss requested me to participate to a workshop which will require for me to go in another city for three days. I accepted, so all the arrangements were made and I got there on Tuesday, late afternoon and should return Friday evening.

It was a pretty cold late October day and since I was all alone and I didn’t know anybody in this town, I went straight to the hotel to rest for the hard working days that are coming.

I arrived to the hotel, which was a medium size one and I got the best surprise, as I noticed that I have a big, two person hot tub in my room. I’m a big fan of long, relaxing hot baths, so the room was perfect for me.

The next day was very busy for me, so as I was driving back to the hotel I could only think about that hot tub. I stopped at a store and both a bottle of wine and some candles to make everything perfect.

I very much enjoy staying naked when it’s possible so all my clothes were off the next second I entered my room. I’ve put on some music on my laptop, light up some candles in the bathroom, got a glass of wine and jumped into too hot water.

All the lights are off, the music is playing in the room and some candles are creating the perfect atmosphere in the bathroom. I couldn’t wish for more…except maybe for some nice company. I’m very tired and tensed, so this thought quickly passes through my mind.

As the atmosphere is starting to work and I get more and more relaxed, I hear a soft voice: “Sorry to disturb you. Do you need anything?”

I realized that I forget to put the “do not disturb” sign on the door, so the cleaning guy is on the bathroom door now.

Kind of embarrassed and surprised, I throw a quick “NO.”, hopping he will disappear, but he insist: ” Sure? It’s my last room, then I’m going home and will be back only tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, I’m sure. Thank you”

“OK. But you really look like you need some company.”

Only then I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was a good looking, tall man, dark haired with a beautiful smile on his face.

“I wouldn’t want to retain you at work. You said you’re going home.”

“It’s OK, I don’t have anything to do at home and like I said, you look like you really need some company. I’ll be back in two minutes.”

He no longer waited for my reply, he just turned his back and left.

I found myself thinking: “He is such a gorgeous man…I hope he’ll be back.” And before I finished, he was back on the bathroom door, taking his shoes off.

“I just hate shoes. I wish I could walk barefoot everywhere.” he said.

“I totally agree!”

I have a foot fetish, so I love to admire some beautiful man feet and his are just perfect.

“I’m Alex.” he said as he came into the bathroom.

“I’m Mike.” I replayed, a bit embarrassed because he could now see I was getting harder, but I found myself continuing “Would you like to join me?”

I’m kağıthane escort gay, so it wouldn’t be the first time I’m naked with a guy, but I’m usually shy and don’t jump into invites like that.

He looked straight into my eyes, smiled and said “Only if you ask me very nicely.”

“Please join me in the hot tub.”

“And…?”

“And I will do whatever you want.”

He give me a big satisfied smile and put a foot on the tub edge right next to my face.

He analyzed me from head to toe: “So, you will be my obedient bitch!”

With the way he looks and the way he talks, I really am pleased to do anything he want me to do just to have him near me.

“You can start with kissing my feet so I can see if you deserve more!”

I turn to his feet that is on the tub edge and start with some soft kisses and then to lick it and suck his toes. It’s feeling perfect…he has a very soft skin and a light manly smell that is making my hormones go crazy.

“Enough for now!” he stops me as he takes his clothes off showing his perfect,

harry body and a 9 inch uncut and stiff dick.

Alex steps into the tub facing me and puts his legs on me.

“Massage my feet!” he said and I execute immediately.

“Can I kiss them while I’m massaging?” I asked, not wanting to upset my new master.

“Yes, you are allowed to kiss them.”

I am thrilled to feel his feet in my hands, kiss them and to suck his toes.

After awhile, he pulls he feet from my hands and get up. I am now hypnotized by his erect member as I have it right in front of me. I go towards it to taste it, but Alex stops me.

“Did I tell you to suck it?”

“No, you didn’t. I’m sorry.”

“You will have this privilege later! Now get up and let’s go into the bedroom.”

He dried fast and throw me his towel “Use this one!”, he said and turn his back.

I’m robbing his wet towel against my body to absorb the water on my skin and go anxious into the bedroom.

Alex is sitting on the couch exposing his gorgeous naked body and his perfect erect dick.

“Come sit here!” he said with a soft, but commanding tone and pointing to his lap.

I get into his lap with my legs around him and our cocks touching one another. He put his strong arms around me, pull me closer and we start a deep, passionate kiss.

I’m slowly move up and down, making our cocks and our naked bodies rub. His soft skin is feeling wonderful and his manly discreet smell is pushing me close to cumming.

His hands are sliding down on my back until they grab my but chicks, squeeze and spread them. He take his cock and push it under me, right against my crack.

Now my movement is making his dick rub against my ass. He riches the side of the couch for a tube of lube which he broth.

“Move up a bit, baby.” he said pushing my ass up.

I close my eyes for the moment maslak escort that is about to start and I feel two of his well lubed fingers testing my gay pussy hole. I’m so aroused and eager to feel him in, that I completely relax my sphincter, giving him an open way. His fingers are sliding in, giving me a good lubrication for the big one.

He finally lubed his cock and asked “Are you ready, baby?”

“I’m waiting for this since I first saw you.” I mourned, lowering my ass until his cock head is at the entrance.

I so want him to fuck me that my ass puts no resistance to be penetrated, so his dick slowly start going deeper as I lower my ass on him. As I can feel his entire manhood inside me I release a big, satisfied mourn.

“You like that, don’t you?! You little pussy!”

“Yes Alex, I love it! Please fuck my ass!”

We start to passionately kiss as he grabs my ass again and starts moving it up and down his rock hard dick.

He stops and push me on the side.

“Come! Get on the bed with your face down!” says Alex as he get up and give me a hand.

I lay on the bed as he said and he gets on top of me, spreading my legs and placing his dick in position.

“You have a great ass. I’m gonna fuck you all night!”

This position doesn’t give me much space to move, so I’m now all under his control. He is slowly pulling his cock almost all the way out and then push hard back in until his hips splash on my but.

“I want you to cum and I want to see your face, so rollover!” he said, pulling his cock out.

He is right. I am close to cumming and I need to feel his cock inside me. I roll and pull my knees up on my chest as he is also getting on his knees and puts his cock in position.

This time he is no longer tender as he was, pushing his cock fast all the way in and he starts to fuck my ass hard.

“You like that bitch?! Now cum for me!”

He didn’t have to say it again. I just

touch my dick and it starts to throw shots of hot sperm all over my stomach.

That pleased Alex and made him fuck me even harder. My whole body is trembling from the big orgasm and the hard fucking.

Without any warning, I hear a big mourn and feel his cock shooting a big load inside me. He stops and he falls on his back breading heavy.

“That was great! You really are a good fucking bitch!”

I’m almost unconscious from the intense pleasure. Alex moves next to me and kiss me. I’m getting back to my seances and a can feel his manly juice dripping out of my ass.

“How long are you staying here?”

“I’m leaving Friday.”

“I want you to stay over the weekend! I want to fuck you more!”

“I want that too. I’ll stay if you want me to. But now I have to take a shower.”

“OK. Let’s take a shower.”

He gets up, give a hand and follow me.

“You look great all covered in cum. You make me hard again.”

I etiler escort am exhausted but still horny and eager to get fucked by this perfect guy, so I turn my had, smile at him and start shaking my ass while waking.

“You really are a naughty bitch!” and he catches me from behind.

I can feel his cock getting hard again and pushing on my crack, while his hands are on my chest, squeezing my nipples.

As we enter the bathroom, he pushes my back to bend over. I rest my hands on the wall and push my ass back again his now fully erect cock. My ass is still covered with his sperm, so he is now sliding very easy all the way in.

He grabs my hips and start to fuck me. He is very aroused and he is fucking my ass like crazy.

“Now is time to suck me! Get on your knees and let me fuck that cute mouth, bitch!” said Alex and suddenly stops from fucking my ass.

I get on my knees and I can see his cock covered with the shiny cum I have in my ass. His balls have drops of cum that dripped out of me. I find this irresistible and I start licking his balls.

The taste is perfect. His sweet cum and his salty sweat are great. I continue until the balls are all clean and I go up on his gland, finding more cum for me to enjoy. Finally, I put my lips on his cock and I start moving my tongue round its head.

His cock feels perfect in my mouth as I take more and more of his length until it hit the back of my throat. He grabs my head with both hands and start to fuck my mouth.

I grab his ball with my hand and soon I feel his load rushing into my mouth. I swallow every drop of his sweet cum and then lick the top of his dick.

“Its your turn now.” Says Alex while he sits on the tub edge and plays with my balls with his foot.

I start jerking myself as his big toe is testing my ass hole and the other foot is playing with my balls. Its not long until I start cumming on his beautiful feet.

“Now clean up my feet!”

“Thank you.” I say as I go down and start lick my cum from his feet.

Its the best I can say and I really thank Alex for a great fuck.

We get into the shower, we wash each other and then we get into bed and fall asleep.

The morning wake-up call came too early and was very unwanted.

“Wouldn’t you get into trouble if someone find you here?” I ask Alex after our morning kiss.

“Well, I kind-off lied last night. I actually own this place and I saw you as you arrived. Ever since that moment I was hopping I can get in touch with you and that was the best idea I had.”

“No problem, is still you no mater what you are doing.”

“Great! I’m glad you understand. I will make the arrangements to move your staff in my apartment and you will stay there with me.”

The whole day, all I can think of is last night and Alex and I can’t wait to get back in his arms.

As I get back to the hotel, the guy from reception smiles and give me the apartment key. I stayed until Sunday, enjoying every moment spent with Alex.

Thought I never believed is possible, I do have strong feelings for Alex and I only want to be in his arms and to feel every inch of his body.

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That long night was the most beautiful night of my life as Mike drilled my ass reletlesly, leaving enough sperm in my ass to repopulate the earth. After that I moved in to his place and lived with Mike and his roommates for the rest of the year, only going back to my dorm room when my parents were in town. Although Mike was the only one aloud to use my ass hole his roommates all enjoyed stuffing their cocks down my throat when they couldn’t get any from their girl friends.

Then when the summer came I convinced my parents to let me stay at school, I told them that I was going to take some summer classes and get a job. Which wasn’t a complete lie, I did take a math class, and got a job at Abercrombie and Fitch, but that wasn’t all. I spent every night on my back with Mike plowing his cock deep into my ass.

I had told him a long time ago that my birthday was on July 20th, but I didn’t think that he had remembered it at all, yet a few days before my birthday he came up behind me when I was washing dishes and grabbing the butt plug which held his cum in my ass he said, “Tomorrow we are going on a little trip, I left some clothes on the bed for you. Pack them up and be ready, we are leaving at eight tomorrow.”

I went into the bedroom and saw that he had left me a pair of cargo shorts and a blue t-shirt, and no underpants. I grabbed my backpack and stuffed the clothes in, and set the alarm next to the bed for seven. Then I went and took a shower.

While I stood soaping my chest I heard the bathroom door open and suddenly the shower curtain was torn back and Mike stood there in all of his naked glory. He must have been working out because his hairy chest glistened with sweat, and a slight smell of man drifted towards me. He climbed into the shower behind me. I was use to this and was ready for him. I felt the butt plug be yanked from my ass to be suddenly replaced by his cock which slid easily into my open hole.

It had been a long time sense my ass had been tight, but Mike like it open, it was always wither filled with either Mike’s cock or the big black butt plug which was already three sizes larger than the first one that he had put in my escort şişli ass that first night. He took not time in beginning to pummel my ass, holding my back pressed against his chest with a big strong arm across my pecs.

He came quickly leaving his hot cum in my ass and replacing the butt plug and got out of the shower. “When you’re done you should go to sleep, tomorrow’s gonna be busy.”

I finished showering and dried myself off, and went to sleep.

The next thing that I remember the alarm went off and Mike’s cock was in my mouth. He did this every morning. A hot and steady stream of pee began to pour into my mouth as I swallowed hard being careful not to spill a drop of it. Slowly his cock became hard, “Happy Birthday Slut,” he said as he started to fuck my mouth slowly.

His balls bounced lightly on my chin and his pubes tickled my chin. The thick tip of his cock pushed past my tonsils and into my throat. I swallowed allowing his cock to slip even deeper into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head began to fuck my mouth as hard as he could.

After ten minutes of hard fucking, cum rocketed from his cock, joining his piss in my stomach. “Put on some clothes, no underpants, and be at the car in ten minutes,” he said and got out of bed. He pulled on his boxers and shorts, and a white t-shirt and left the room. I pulled on a pair of dark brown shorts and a light green shirt and after brushing my teeth I went down to where is car was in the parking lot.

He didn’t tell me where we were going but I trusted him and just sat quietly as he drove northward. After two hours I realized that he was taking me to Chicago, “Are we going to Chicago?”

“Yep.”

Mike drove into the city and then turned off towards the airport, he parked in the lot of a Holiday Inn and got out telling me to wait in the car. When he came back he got the bags out of the back of the car and took them, and me, into the hotel room.

It was a small room with one queen sized bed, and a few chairs. Mike put the bags down on the bed and turned around to me, “So sense it’s your nineteenth birthday I wanted to do something escort nişantaşı special for you. So change into those clothes I gave to you yesterday.”

I took out the clothes and stripped.

“Oh, and take the butt plug out of the ass, and go take a shit so that you don’t ooze cum into the shorts.”

I did as I was told and when I had filled the toilet with Mike’s old cum I dressed myself in the clothes he had given me. When I put the shorts on I noticed that there was a hole in the ass of the shorts, that looked as though it had been put there on purpose because it lined up perfectly with now empty asshole.

Mike lead me from the hotel and down the street a little where he bought us two tickets for the Ell. When we got on the train was full of people and there was only standing room. I found myself pressed against Mike’s hard body as the train began to move. One of his hands rested on my hip as he held me steady. I heard a sound like a zipper, from behind me. Wasn’t sure for a moment what it was but I quickly realized that Mike had taken his cock from his pants and had quickly stuffed it up my ass through the hole in my pants. I tried not to make a noise as his head knocked against my prostate.

My own cock was suddenly hard as a rock as the rocking of the train caused his cock to slip in and out of my ass completely unseen by our fellow passengers. He held onto my hips with both hands now and whispered in my ear, “Not a sound slut.”

But it was hard, the public location, the number of people, and the incredible depth that his cock had reached had me so aroused that I thought I might ejaculate in my pants and any moment. The train suddenly rocked so hard that I fell against Mike stuffing the entirety of his cock into my ass and a little gasp slipped past my lips. I noticed that a guy sitting a little away from us was staring at me intently, and as the number of passengers thinned as we got close to downtown and then headed away again he still sat there looking at us as Mike slowly fucked my hole.

When we were the only three left on the train he got up and walked over to us. I could tell that escort mecidiyeköy he had a hard on when he stood up. “How long you two plan to go at it, a train isn’t a very safe place to be fucking you know.” “True,” Mike replied, “But it’s my little slut’s birthday. Only the best for his birthday, you wanna have a go?”

“Here?”

“Yeah, just come around and give him a good hard fucking.”

“Alright.”

He walked around me to where Mike’s cock was still wedged deep in my ass. “I’m Mike.”

“Josh.”

“Nice to meet you, and this here is Steve.”

“Nice to meet you Steve.”

Mike’s cock slid from my ass and was quickly stuffed back into his pants, and just as quickly Josh forced his own in.

It wasn’t as long as Mike’s but it was thicker, a monstrously thick Italian cock. He didn’t bother with the rocking of the train he just pounded it into my ass pushing stifled gasps and moans from my mouth. Mike watched with a smirk on his face as Josh pummeled my well used asshole.

Josh didn’t last as long as like either, soon the car smelled like men and sex and I felt his cock begin to swell in my hole. Suddenly it erupted like a volcano, filling my ass with thick white cum. When he pulled out of my ass I felt Mike re-enter my hole.

He started to fuck me mercilessly, hammering my hole like he was trying to force Josh’s cum out through my mouth so that he could replace it with his own. As it was when his cum finally did churn into my ass with much encouragement from Josh who had sat down in front of me to watch my face as I was fucked up the ass harder than I had been fucked in a long time.

As Mike’s cum added to my already full ass my own cock rocketed cum into my shorts creating a large sticky spot in the crotch.

Mike let his softening cock fall from my ass just as the train pulled up to our stop. We bid ado to Josh who had missed his stop in his wish to fuck me and went back to the hotel.

I got fucked four more times that night, once by both Mike and the bus boy who brought our room service at the same time. The next day we went back to school, where Mike told me that he would be leaving at the end of the summer, and that he didn’t want me to come with him. He said that he wanted me to finish school, but I was convinced that I had done something to make him unhappy. Still before he left he gave me as a present to his best friend who rode me like a horse for three days straight when he got me home.

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By the time I see Jim at weekends I am at truly craving for him hook, line and sinker. That’s how I think of him actually and he well knows it and I love him so much. I am ‘hooked’ on him, love to feel his ‘line’ and especially his ‘sinker’ when he gives me the deep fucking I have been waiting for all the week.

We have a meal which I have cooled ‘specially for him, lot’s of red meat to give him the energy he will need and that special red wine to follow as we sit snugly together on the sofa watching a self made blue movie, which we just love to watch again and again as a prelude to the night to come.

I snuggle into his shoulder as I soon feel his hands find me the way they always do so sensually, unzipping and searching, so teasing and wonderful as he clicks the handset to the parts of the movie he wants to see first. Me really enjoying the feel of his hand massage my credentials, knowing this will be the start of a wonderful weekend with Jim.

“That is absolutely divine seeing you doing that to me. Pete” he says as he watches intently a frantic cock sucking scene. It was so sensual doing it for the camera and I put my all into it, stretching back that so gorgeous pink and red knob and licking his p-hole with the very tip of my tongue, clutching the strong stiff shaft and squeezing frantically as I went to it and tasted the knob in my tongue, wrapping it around that beautiful orifice and guiding it deep into my busy mouth as I sensed the sheer şişli escort earthiness of his big pungent raised cock, how wonderful to feel the gentle pressure as he moved it in and out of my mouth moaning all the time – and the so divine and exclusive taste of him as I hungrily sucked it deep into my throat, feeling and cradling his so firm balls full of cream for me to enjoy as I wanted him to feed me.

“You make me go crazy then you ask me that” Jim breathed, looking intently at the screen, “I just adore the way you suck end release my foreskin to give my plum the most wonderful sensual experience.”

“Then let me do it to you now as you watch okay?” I asked and he was quick to respond. Levering that beautiful handful of sheer unadulterated stiff and very tempting cock for my perusal. After he’d madly downed his jeans and gorgeous black tight briefs which I loved to see him in so much, asking him if he brought a spare pair to go back in because he knew darned well I would want to keep his soiled ones to keep me going on some very stiff wanks during the time he was away.

He smiled; “How can I forget Pete, and here is a little present too” and he held his fresh sucked cock to the crotch and smothered with some really wonderful rich white cum I could ever wish for.

I sighed and he looked at me with that certain hungry look, grasping the back of my neck and pulling my head downwards again to afford that delicious cock I could never nişantaşı escort ever get enough of as I started to deep suck again for all I was worth, to take my ‘line’ to the full and to the brim as I felt his balls slap under my chin. To feel that wonderful extremity lodged full into my mouth, teasing the entrance to my throat was a sheer pleasure I would never like to miss when we are preparing for the ultimate fuck.

He writhes back in his seat, legs wide open as I tackle his balls and lick between his cheeks as I tease with my finger tips, sniffing him there and enjoying the scent of him so special and wonderful, I look forward to his fucking so much and know it wont be long the way we are going, but we so like to enjoy the foreplay so much when I simply just let go and urge him to open even wider as I suck and suck him and hard lick those balls – hearing him moan and cry out for more.

I glance at the screen and see he is looking at the scene where he has me bending over his lap, enjoying watching him nudge and stretch my ass cheeks so wide, there was I getting worked up watching myself, especially seeing him start to rim me like that, it was delicious to feel but to see too, that is so real! with his finger tips inserting one finger and then two, stretching my hole with some lubrication to prepare it for the length of his cock.

“You know something you have a beautiful ass, let’s do some now Huh, drop ’em for me Pete and topkapı escort let’s see the goods I am aching for?”

With the taste of him deep in my throat now I did what he wanted, feeling the itch in my ass then, I stretched across, my ass naked and pronouncing for him, I wanted just to be all ass for him then, wanted for him to tease and rim me, to slap me till red and numb, to finger me up until my hole was well and truly ready to take his deep probing cock inside, until I felt the so wonderful feeling of his ‘sinker’ cream spurting into me, and then taking it out of me, plunging into my mouth again to give me the wonderful deep sensual and intimate pleasure of tasting his cream as he then squirted some over my face.

It was so lovely and there he was doing the same on screen, then he gave me some more sound spanking with the outstretched palm his hand matching those on screen. That was just the start of a really sensual night of lust and love, the touch of his lips on mine after he had just sucked me deeply between my cheeks to heaven, the taste of his fingers after he had finger fucked me, the delicious sensation of the heat of his strong spurt over my ass and face, licking it off and feeling the sensation of it dripping down into my throat.

There could be nothing more intimate than that and when Jim retuned Monday evening upcountry I was left with the wonderful memory of what we had been doing most of the weekend, then to look forward again to the next weekend which always seemed just as fresh as the previous.

But my aches would be satisfied the whole week through with the scent and taste of him as, each night, I pressed his briefs into my face and entered that special heaven we both shared.

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Relaxing by the pool with drink in hand, life couldn’t get any better. I was just glad the low rent motel my employer booked me into had a pool. Since school was still in session, no way my wife and kids could have accompanied me on this business trip. Forced to leave the Philippines several months ago because of the humiliating experience I endured at the hands of those eight workmen, I was really enjoying this Florida trip even if it was for business. Having been out by the pool in the heat and humidity for several hours and dusk approaching, I returned to my motel room for shower and quick nap before dinner. Asleep for maybe two hours, I was jolted awake by loud banging sounds. Jumping out of bed, and entering the living room, the banging was someone at my motel room door. Looking through the security peephole, I noticed a smartly dressed man knocking on my door. Irritated at having my sleep interrupted, I opened the door a few inches while remaining behind it for cover as it just donned on me that I had gotten into bed naked after showering.

Not one, but two guys were standing on the other side of the door. Asking what they wanted, one of them insisted on coming into the room so they could ask me questions about certain activities going on around the motel. Talking with them at the door, I noticed the black man stood about 6’3″ and must have weighed 220 lbs. He was clean-shaven and appeared very confident of himself. The other was a white guy looking to be in his mid 20’s/30’s. Asking again who they were and what they wanted, the black guy caught me off guard and suddenly forced open the motel room door pushing me back a few feet. Both men quickly entered the room closing and locking the door behind them. Not having anything to cover up with, I placed my hands over my penis and testicles to keep from their view.

Still in disbelief and being told to get into the living room, I knew these two men behind me had quite a view as I followed their instruction. Excusing myself so I could get some clothes, I was told to stay where I was. Telling me not to make things worse for myself, the men mentioned to me they were motel security and they had a tip from someone that I was carrying drugs. Although I adamantly denied those suspicions, they continued the line of questioning not believing a word I had to say. At least I found out the black man’s name was Carl and the white guy introduced himself as Alex. About twenty minutes into this interrogation, I could see nothing was being resolved and their repeated threats of getting the local law involved and hauling me off to jail was not what I wanted to hear.

On the chance they would leave if I appeared cooperative, moving my hands so my arms were by my side, I was now standing naked in front of Carl and Alex. Still soft, my cock was more elongated than normal because of the uneasy situation I found myself. My testicles were very visible due to the fact I had shaven off all my pubic hair yesterday as a surprise for my wife next time I saw her. With authority in his voice, Carl insisted I slowly turn around till I was standing with my back to them. I could feel their eyes running up and down my body. “OK, turn around and face us” was his next strongly worded command.

In doing so, I left my arms by my side so I wouldn’t obstruct their view. Listening to Alex, I slowly turned sideways. Looking at him as I was turning, I could see he was staring intently. My cock şişli escort was now at an angle from my body so he had a good view. Alex had me turn again so I was directly in front of him. The two strangers were engrossed watching my cock lengthen to its 6″. Standing naked in front of these guys, I looked down and saw myself fully erect.

“Does it excite you to be standing nude in front of complete strangers? Carl remarked. Asking him if I have a choice, he instructed me to go sit on the leather couch. All the while, Alex and Carl kept looking me up and down. From where they were sitting across from me, they could see my testicles between my legs and my stiff cock lying on my stomach. I made up my mind and decided to play their game in hopes they would leave in a few minutes. During their questioning, I kept slightly separating my knees so they only had quick glances of my balls. As I did this, I could feel my cock rolling back and forth on my stomach. Every once in a while, I would lay my hand on my thigh and gently rub my fingers on my inner thigh close to my sac and base of my cock. Getting up, I went into the so-called kitchen to get a drink. Returning to the living room, I made an effort to bend in front of them allowing them to have a close look at my buttocks, back side of my thighs, and when I bent over to put the drinks on the coffee table, I could feel my firm cheeks spread open slightly. Standing back up, I turned so when I walked past them, my erection was eye level giving them a close-up look. Walking slowly in front of Alex, he could see every detail of my penis – the shiny head, the veins along the shaft, and taut testicles.

The black guy, Carl, stood up, kicked off his shoes and peeled off his socks. Unbuttoning his shirt, he took it off and threw it in the corner. Carl was now standing wearing only pants. As he unbuckled his belt & slowly unzipped his pants letting them fall around his feet, he was now wearing only his thong. I had temporarily forgotten I was standing nude in front of these guys. “I want you to finish undressing me” Carl snapped.

Hesitating as long as I could, as soon as I sat in the recliner Carl approached me and stopped one foot in front of where I was sitting. Reaching up and feeling my hands on his black hips, I was frantically trying to think of a way out of this. Hooking my thumbs into the elastic thin sides of his thong, I couldn’t help but stare at his equipment as it came into view. Finished lowering his thong, I tossed it on the pile of his clothes. As this was the first black man I had ever seen nude up close, I couldn’t help looking down from Carl’s eyes, over his chest, prolonging my stare on his abdomen, and finally gazing on his immense cock. It was huge. It was so thick and so black and it wasn’t even hard yet. The knob at the end had to be 2″ inches wide. His balls hanging behind his cock were the size of golf balls.

Reaching out as I tried to circle my hand around the shaft, my fingers tips barely touched because he was so thick. The tip was covered with a pearly clear liquid. I ran my fingers down the shaft of his black cock until I felt his pubic hair around the base of his cock. I was thinking about jerking him off but decided not to. I did put my hand under his cock and felt the sac and balls for a few seconds. As I was feeling his equipment, his cock started to expand. Thinking about taking my hand away, I decided not to. I beşiktaş escort wanted to see how big Carl’s cock would get. Taking my fist and jacking him off, it was only a matter of minutes before he displayed a black beauty. Afraid I had gone to far, I heard him say “Go ahead and get on your knees!” Sliding off the edge of the recliner, I was kneeling in front of him. On my knees, I looked up into his face and knew what he wanted me to do. Lowering my eyes, his 11″ cock was level with my mouth when he took the initiative and guided me– “Put your hand around my cock and put it in your mouth. Open your mouth wide. Now run your tongue over the knob. Now wrap your lips around the knob. As I slide my cock into your mouth, keep your lips tight around the shaft. Lean your head back a little. Some will slide down your throat so just breathe through your nose. OK, OK, you’ve got about seven inches of cock in your mouth. I’m going to start slowly fucking your mouth so keep your lips tight around the shaft. That’ it! Keep em tight! Can you feel my cock twitch? You’ve now got eleven inches of black cock in your mouth. I’m getting ready to cum. aghh! aghh! Don’t pull your mouth off my cock! I haven’t had this good a blowjob for a long time. Oh man, it’s coming. Here it …aghhhhh!”

With one more forceful shove of the knob of his cock against the back of my throat, Carl shot the first of his warm semen into my mouth. He kept pumping his thick hard cock in my mouth emptying his man juice down my throat. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I leaned my head back and kept my mouth open. He placed the knob of his cock at the opening of my mouth and shot another big load of cream. Some missed and landed on my chest. As he was fisting his monster cock, another load of white cum shot into my mouth and I could feel the slimy substance flowing into the back of my throat which I swallowed. After Carl shot his final load, he kept his softening cock in my mouth and moved it from side to side while wiping off any strands of cum on my lips as he finally pulled his spent maleness from my used mouth. He fell back on the couch looking completely satisfied.

Thinking Alex and Carl would now leave me to my shame, Alex got up from where he was watching my performance and directed me to the bedroom. Walking into the bedroom, I looked over my shoulder to see Alex following me. Once in the bedroom, he had me roll over on my stomach on the bed. Once Alex had taken all his clothes off, and turned around facing me, I could see his erection was enough to do the job. I noticed he was lubricating his thickness with Carl’s semen that he had just wiped off my lips and chin. Rolling back over on my stomach, I could feel him crawling between my legs and now laying on my back. I could feel the shaft of his cock resting in the crack of my ass. Alex reached between us taking hold of his cock placing the tip at the entrance of my tightly clenched ring. Slowly nudging his hips downward, we both felt the knob of his cock forcing my virgin entrance to open up receiving inch by inch the hardened pole. Alex used his knees to spread my thighs further apart opening my entrance a little more. I could feel at least three inches of his slick shaft up my ass. Now completely buried in my ass, I could feel his testicles rubbing against my own.

Sliding his shaft out of my ass, he told me to get up on my hands and knees. As I did, he again placed the knob of fındıkzade escort his cock at the entrance of my ass and buried himself in me. Forcing my knees further apart on the bed, each time he pumped in and out I could feel the entire swelling shaft rubbing along the insides of my unyielding tunnel. I knew because of his thickness, I was going to be sore for quite awhile. Reaching his eruption point, Alex again pulled out of me and rolled me on my back. Taking hold of my ankles, he pulled them up and over my shoulders. Moving his pelvis forward, Alex inserted his meat as we continued to stare at one another. Pumping in and out with a rhythm now, I was hoping it wouldn’t be long before he shot his load so we could end this debasing act. Not realizing what I was doing, I was lifting my hips off the bed to meet his downward thrusts. I was now stroking the entire length of his shaft with my tunnel muscles. Again, just before I thought he was going to unload in me, he pulled out. Getting up for a second, he laid down on the bed flat on his back. He motioned for me to get on top of him. Crawling over him, I looked at his cock standing straight up from his body. Positioning my ass directly over his hard-on, he placed his hands on my hips and pulled me down till I could feel the tip of his cock lodged in my loosening entrance. Continuing, Alex pulled my hips down toward his stomach forcing my tunnel to open up and grip the crown of his cock. Sliding down his flesh covered manhood until my ass cheeks were balanced flat on his hips and my knees squeezing the sides of his chest, meant the entire length and width were buried in my ass.

It felt like I was impaled on a small baseball bat. I couldn’t wait any longer – I slowly rode my ass up and down his meaty pole. Determined he was going to empty what was stored in his testicle this time, I rode his cock with urgency this time. I could feel his cock expand and so his explosion had to be soon. Slamming my ass down his rigid pole, Alex raised his hips off the bed which forced his thickening rod deeper into my stomach from the inside. Just then, he let out a moan and I felt a hot squirt inside me. Lifting my ass up most of the length of his cock, I felt another large shot of cum into my ass. Sliding my ass back down his shaft, I remained that way. Blast after blast of hot semen shot into me. So much of his thick cream now filled my ass, I could feel warm globs running down the inside of my thighs ending up mixing with his pubic hair surrounding the base of his cock.

With his final spurt, I sat there squeezing my tunnel muscles together to milk out whatever juice remained in his sac. Lifting myself off his cock and standing next to the bed, I had to sit on the side of the bed because I couldn’t believe how sore the muscles in my thighs were as a result of riding his cock for the past twenty minutes. Taking his time getting dressed and returning from the kitchen carrying himself a drink, Alex said he would of loved to see me being double-donged. Asking me if I had ever been gangbanged, I thought back a few years and remember the oral humiliation at the hands of those eight Filipino workmen but I said no anyway. With me still naked sitting on the side of the rumpled bed, feeling his warm thick semen clinging the inside walls of my stomach, Alex stood there surveying the person he had just conquered.

Without so much as a thank you, I heard Alex and Carl open and shut the motel door behind them. I guess this meant I didn’t have to worry about the local law. Too tired to clean his juices out of me, let alone go to dinner, I rolled over and finished my nap. As you can probably guess, I haven’t been back to that part of Florida since.

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I was 18 when I went by train to visit my brother who was away in college. It was a trip of many firsts for me. It was the first time I got drunk. I was the first time I got stoned. It was the first time I threw up until my stomach was empty. It was also the first time I explored my sexuality and discovered my sensuality, desire, and the nature of erotica.

I was on the train heading home. It was late afternoon so I went to the observation car to watch the sunset beyond the mountains. I was still a virgin and my thoughts were swimming in thoughts of girls, sex, and intimacy. I lamented over a girl at school who I desperately wanted. I wanted to pleasure her and make her feel like a queen. I wanted to make her feel special, and, in return, feel a sense of worth I desperately lacked.

He sat next to me. It made me a little uncomfortable, since there were many open seats in the car. I did not look at him until he spoke.

“Hi”

“Hello” I return.

“Beautiful day, huh?”

“Yes. I like the way the black mountains contrast with the crimson sky.”

“It would make a nice painting.”

“uh huh.”

“My name is Robert.”

“Greg.” I shake his hand.

We chatted for a bit about were we come from and where we were going. I became more comfortable with him as the conversation continued. He offered me to join him at dinner and I accepted. I returned to my coach seat and read a little before the first seating.

I found him in the dining car. Already, a glass of wine was before him. I sat down and looked out the window. The landscape is cloaked in darkness. The lights of the dining car drown out stars so there is nothing to see. We talk and talk. He owns a bar in Denver. He is full of stories. I find myself really drawn to him.

Maybe it is his lively blue eyes. They twinkle in the lights of the car. He has a strong jaw and a full well manicured mustache. He is well built. I find his hands strangely attractive. They are large, strong, and like is mustache, well cared for. I guess his age to be in the early 40s. I find myself gazing at him like a star struck teenybopper. I am enthralled with the wisdom and mystery that comes with age.

Even more odd, I am untroubled by my feelings. Perhaps it is his warm smile and easy laugh. The conversation flows well past dessert. My full cup of coffee has grown cold.

“So are you in coach?” I ask.

“Nope. I have a sleeper car.”

“Are they nice?”

“A little small, but sure beats sleeping in coach.”

“Yeah, I bet it does. I remember the restless sleep I got on the way to see my brother. Can I see your room?”

“Of course” he smiles.

He pays for both our dinners and I thank him. We walk towards the engine where the sleeper cars are located. Three cars later we arrive at his room. It is at the end of the car. He opens the door and turns on the light. He lets me enter before him.

The room is small, but nice. To my left is a single bed. In front are a big window and a small table that folds in to the wall for more space. There is a vase with fresh flowers and 2 bottles of complimentary champagne on ice. Next to the table is a chair. There is a bathroom to my right. The bathroom is also a shower with a handheld sprayer attached next to the toilette.

I notice the room is well insulated. The rhythmic ka-chunk of the tracks is muted to a pleasant muffle. He shuts the door behind him and stands behind me. I turn and shut off the lights.

“That’s better. I can see the stars with out the light on.”

I feel his hand, strong, warm, and confident on my shoulder. I feel goose bumps all over my body. His hand reaches my other shoulder. He rubs me. I melt in to his touch. I feel his breath on my neck. He kisses me. I shudder. His masculine moustache tickles my virgin skin. His hands smooth over my body as he hugs me from behind. One hand leaves me as he turns to lock the door.

I feel electric. His hands return to explore me. I feel the blood rush to my penis. I loose myself in the caress of this older man. He is so confident and gentle. He is gentle in a way that only amplifies the power in his strong body. I imagine what he could do to me…what he will do to me.

I am so inexperienced. I can only stand submissively as he explores me. He untucks my shirt and pulls it over my head. His wonderful hands touch my skin. I moan his name. He kisses my neck again and my body is consumed in the sensation. I lean my head against his shoulder as he ravishes me.

His hands slide up my flat stomach to my hard nipples. He pinches them between is fingers.

“Wow!”

I feel his warm breath on my saliva cooled skin escape in a chuckle. He is so experienced. He is magical. He is beautiful. Our age difference separates us not only in time, but also in self-knowledge. He may have made love to hundred men for all I know, but this is my first time. I let him guide me deep in to my first sexual experience. He is such a gentle and sensual man. I feel no reservations. I drink in the moment.

He mecidiyeköy escort moves from me. My body craves his attention. I feel disappointed but I do not voice it. I am in a strange land, experiencing wonderful foreign things and I fear speaking will transport me back to the dull world I left when I entered his cabin.

“Champagne?” He asks as he opens one of the bottles. He flashes me a wonderful smile. I adore him.

“Sure.” I absently answer. I am still reveling in living dream.

“You OK?” he chuckles.

“I have never been more alive, or erect” I smile back.

He laughs and hands me my glass.

“What shall we toast?”

“How about new horizons?” I offer.

“To new horizons”

Our glasses clink. The train rolls on. The stars light the room gently. He takes my glass from my hand and sets it on the table with his. Grabbing my waist he pulls me to him. His cologne is an aphrodisiac. We kiss my first passionate kiss. His mustache feels so masculine against my upper lip. His hot tongue enters my mouth. I taste champagne. I sigh and feel my body and my soul melt in to him. Our tongues slowly slide and circle each other.

Never did I imagine passion could be so deep. I thought kissing was for the benefit of the girl, as a prelude to getting in to her pants. I realize I am the girl. I was not lamenting to have that girl. I wanted to be her. I want to be sexy and inspire the lust of my lover. It was not me making love to her, but my dream lover taking me. It is me that is being aroused by my masculine lover. And I am not making her wet…I am making him hard.

“Wow!” I breathe after our embrace.

He laughs again. I feel so delightfully overwhelmed. I know I am his plaything. He is toying with me. I am OK with that. I want this to last as long as it can. He hands me my glass. We drain our glasses and he opens the other bottle.

He runs his hands over my chest. My nipples are on fire. I feel the wetness of my precum saturating my shorts. He takes my nipple in to his warm mouth. I gasp.

“Oh God!”

He sucks, licks, and nibbles my nipples.

“You are going to make me cum if you keep doing that!”

“Actually, I better take care of the first so you can enjoy this”

I don’t know what he means. He unbuckles my belt, unbuttons and unzips my pants, and pulls them down to my knees. My aching cock looks so big and angry. The head is a rich and dark purple. It glistens with my clear lustful oozings. He engulfs me in his mouth. I am over stimulated. I can’t breathe. His muscular tongue, warm mouth, sucking, and slurping sound, all combine and assault my senses. I look down and am amazed and excited at the vision of my handsome lover sucking my dick. It is so fucking hot. I can’t contain myself.

“Ahhh!” I scream as my seed pumps in to his wonderful mouth. My legs weaken. My breath is ragged. My body tingles and shivers. I cum and cum. I feel like I am exhaling a long held stale breath of stagnant air and sucking in pure sensual joy. It feels incredible to cum in this beautiful man’s mouth. He drinks my semen in to his beautiful body.

When my orgasm fades he stands before me. He admires my body. MY body. I can’t believe he is enjoying my body. I have never considered myself sexy. Here in my new world I am a sexual creature that inspires desires and lustful looks. In this world, age gives way to intimacy expressed in a sensual bond between lovers.

“Undress”

I take my clothes off. In gym glass I was always shy and hated undressing in front of the other boys. But here…here with Robert…I want to be naked for him. I want to pleasure him.

My skin is pale white in the starlit room. My penis is again erect, but the urgency to cum has been replaced by a desire to feel and be felt.

Warm strong hands are around my narrow waist. My arms wrap around his neck. We kiss like lovers lost in our time. My hands drift to his chest. I pull his shirt off.

“Oh Robert!” I exclaim as his muscled body is exposed for my delight. Dark hair compliments is hard body. He pulls me to his hairy chest. My nipples and skin drink in the feel of his warm skin and hair. He kisses my neck. My hands run up his strong back. So strong…

He breaks our embrace. He pulls off his pants as I down my drink. I am feeling quite giddy. Is it from the wine or the sex? His penis shows proud in the dim cabin. He is erect. “I did that,” I say to myself. His penis is long and thick. He wears it well. He stands with his hands on his hips like a god. I kneel before him.

I cup his large testicles in my hand. They are hot and heavy. I kiss the large mushroom shaped penis head. I never thought a penis could be beautiful. Now I am here worshiping his member. I make love to it. I lick the length of his shaft. I feel the thick veins with my tongue. I smell the musty man scent mixed with his cologne. I feel his cock with my lips and hands. I let it slide across my face as I lick and suck his swollen balls.

He moans for me. His pleasure taksim escort vocalized inspires me. I take him gently in to my mouth. I let it fill me. Relaxing, his beauty slides deep in to my throat. I should have gagged. I did not. He is breathing heavy.

I am actually pleasuring this man. I am having sex with a man! My mouth is full of cock! My mind is peppered with similar thoughts as my mouth is salted with his precum. It is nectar to me. I am full of wonder over how I can use my body to pleasure him. I use my hands to pull on his balls in the same way I do when I jack off. I pull him deeper in to my throat by squeezing his firm buns and pulling him in to me. I consume him as he consumes me. My nose nestles in to his dark pubic hair. I close my eyes and just feel him. His cock is my world. I am eager to explore.

He pulls me up from my knees. He kisses me. Can I ever grow tired of his kisses? Our hard cocks meet. We rub against each other. His penis is slick with my saliva. His hands grope and rub and massage my young body. My virgin skin is so sensitive to his touch. I am his and, I realize with pride, he is mine. He turns me around to face the window.

“The moon is out”

I look at the bright moon. The mountains and the pines are black. Where they meet, the starlit sky it looks like raggedly torn paper. It is as if the sky were torn to reveal the infinite darkness behind it. The moon lights our bodies. It is a lover’s light. The soft glow is perfect for my introduction in to sex and sensuality. Even if this were to end now, I will never be the same.

He hugs me from behind. His hands are on my waist. His lips are on my neck. His hard, hot, beautiful penis is between my ass cheeks. I am in heaven. He dry humps my ass. His penis slides between my cheeks. I moan and lean my head back to rest on his shoulder. I want him to fuck me.

I feel his hands trail down my back as he kneels at my ass. His confident hands part my tight cheeks. I feel his hot breath as I hold my own in anticipation. His tongue slides down my crack. I shiver in a small seizure of pleasure. All these new feelings felt in one glorious evening rock my world. I had no idea. I thought I knew fantasy. Robert is taking me places of which I never dreamed.

His tongue on my anus is amazing. I fantasized about licking that girl’s pussy and making her shiver and cum. Now it is my lover and my virgin ass assuming the roles. And it is better than any dream. His tongue delves in to me. In to my ass. In to my pussy. I give him my hole.

“Oh Robert!” I moan as I grip the table for stability. I close my eyes and concentrate on the feeling of his wet strong tongue bathing my puckered hole. He makes love to it. He kisses it as he kissed my mouth. It is so beautiful. I feel my eyes water in joy.

“Robert?”

“Yes.”

“I want you inside me.”

He pauses. “You sure?”

“Yes. I want to use my body to pleasure you.”

“You already are.”

“I need to feel you inside me.”

He pulls his bag out from under the bed. My heart is racing. Will it hurt? His penis is so big. What if I don’t like it? He pulls out a bottle of clear lubricant and a condom. He rolls the condom on to his big cock. He gets on his knees. I hear him squirt lubricant from the bottle. A warm hand grabs my left cheek and massages it. I close my eyes.

“Relax.”

I feel the cool lubricant being rubbed between my cheeks. He lubricates my entire crack. Then I feel pressure. I exhale and relax. His finger enters me. I like it. He slowly twists and hooks his digit in me. I surrender to his expertise. I trust him.

There is more pressure and a little discomfort as he inserts another finger. I adjust quickly. So strange. It feels so strange and erotic to have something foreign enter my ass. Will the wonders never cease? The gushy noises and the anal sensations both raise my arousal. My heart is still racing, but not from fear. It is racing with the thought of having this sexy man fuck me. He will fuck me and cum because I feel good to him.

The third or forth finger enters more smoothly. I feel like a puppet and at the same time like a lover. He wipes his hand on a towel I do not remember him grabbing. I start to move.

Stay right there. His hands run up my flat tummy and pinch my nipples again. I realize that my nipples are very sensitive. Robert has helped me find an erogenous zone before unknown to me. I am moaning like the virgin I am. His condom covered cock rubs up and down my lubricated crack. It feels so good. It feels so good to have a beautiful man desire me. His dick is so hard and long. It feels longer than my crack.

He puts a hand on my shoulder and leans me forward. I put my hands on the glass and spread my legs. God I feel sexy! Here I am submitting my body to him. I am begging him to take me with my actions. I am breathing so heavy.

I feel pressure again. He keeps constant pressure as my anus yields to his hardness. I relax and breathe. I coax him in to me with my mind.

He levent escort is in. I grit my teeth from the pain. My asshole is on fire. He does not move. The fire dies. The realization hits. There is a big cock in your butt! Robert’s dick is in your ass!

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah. It hurt for a moment there.”

“I thought it would. I just put the head in for now.”

I look to my right and discover there is a mirror. I see a muscular fucking hot forty-year-old man that has the tip of his big dick in the ass of a 18-year-old boy. The boy has his long slender legs spread to accommodate his lover. His round cheeks glow in the moonlight. His hands are pressed against the glass of the window. His eyes glow with lustful passion. His hard penis is erect to a 45-degree angle.

I almost came. It was if I saw myself for the first time. It is the first time I have looked at myself and thought I was sexy.

The pain is gone and I can feel the thickness of his cock. I imagine the large mushroomed head of cock in my ass. I need more. I push off from the glass and take more of him in to my body. The more I am filled, the more I am fulfilled. He lets me work his cock with my body. I feel so sexy. I begin to sway my hips so I can feel him in new places. I take more and more of him in to me. I keep checking the mirror to find out how deep he is. I have a ways to go!

My anus is sending pleasure through out my body. Other than the feeling of being filled, I do not feel much past my hole. Then I go for it and engulf his whole cock in my body.

“Wow!” we say in unison. I definitely feel something deep with in me and it feels GOOD! It is like jacking off on the inside. His long thick cock is rubbing something inside my body. I look in the mirror. He is in. His warm body is against my cheeks.

He takes my hips and begins to slide out of me. My anus sings. He pushes all the way in.

“Ha!”

He hit the spot again. Slowly out and slowly in he works my hole. I groan every time he hits my magic place. I am in ecstasy. What more can I offer this sexy man other than my ass for his pleasure? The gushy slurping noises are too hot. The vision of his muscular body sliding his big dick in an out of me in the mirror is driving me crazy. I almost feel detached…as if I could never be a part of something so beautiful. But I am. Robert has made me part of this beautiful vision.

His muscles ripple as he makes love to me. He notices when I moan and finds my place. He works it with savage jabs. My cock has drooled a long thread of precum. I am lost in wonder. How can a dick in my ass feel so good?

Tingley warmth spreads through my body. My balls tighten.

“Robert?”

“Yeah baby?”

“Look in the mirror.”

He looks as I shoot a long rope of thick semen on to the table.

“Oh Honey” he moans and starts really fucking me hard. I want to tell him I love him, but my orgasm takes over my body and I am left chanting “Oh, Oh, Oh!” as my penis spurts cum and my body is rocked my his violent thrusts. His cock conducts the orchestra of my orgasm as chords of thick semen spew from my body.

He stops pumping as my orgasm fades.

“That was beautiful”

I can only nod as I try to catch my breath.

His hands caress my body. I am so sensitive. His touch is electric and makes me shake. He pulls out from my ass and removes his condom. I am momentarily disappointed because I wanted to make him cum. But I realize there is nothing preventing me from doing so.

“That was the most exciting thing I have every done. I have never felt such an orgasm.”

“I have never seen someone cum so much!” he chuckles as he looks at the mess I made of the table.

I kiss him. I take his cock in my hand and squeeze it. How can something so firm, be so soft?

“What am I going to do with this? Such a nasty swelling! I will have to drain it.” I smile.

I grab the bottle of lubricant and squirt some in to my hand. I coat his penis. It shines in the moonlight like a knight’s sword. I jack him off with both hands. I feel him with my fingers and palms. I gently twist the great knob of his cock head.

He sits down on the armless chair. I kneel and continue pleasuring him. I tickle him with my fingers. I massage his balls. I jack him. I tend to his wonderful cock, as a lover should. His pleasure is mine.

His moans are deep and soulful. I tell him that I love him with my hands. I admire his muscled body. God he is beautiful! I grow hard again.

I straddle him. He looks me in the eye “I should wear a condom.”

“I want your seed in my body”

His eyes grow soft and appear to water. I guide his penis in to my body. He slides in smoothly. I am filled again with my lover’s penis. I grab the towel from the table and wipe my hands. He is still looking at me in awe. I ride him long and smooth.

“You feel so good” he says shaking his head

“You feel wonderful. You fill me like nothing ever has”

His hands cup and massage my firm cheeks. I run my fingers through his dark hair. I caress his chest while I ride his hardness. I feel him deep in my body. I pinch his nipples and he moans. We kiss. His tongue penetrates my mouth, as does his cock. I am filled with him in every hole I can offer.

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A/N: This series contains (or will contain) gay male sexuality, vampires, incest, BDSM and bondage. Throughout the series there may be instances of non-consensual sex and/or reluctance. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, do not continue on. You’ve been warned.

***

I drummed my fingers restlessly against the dark wood of my desk. Waiting impatiently.

I’m a prince, I shouldn’t have to wait. He should be here by now.

I looked at the full length mirror by the doorway to my office and smirked into it. My blonde hair was tousled; it didn’t look messy, but rather rugged. A dangerous kind of sexy. My gold eyes shone evilly back at me. My pale skin stood out against my all black suit. The only flaw to my perfect appearance, were the dark purple circles under my eyes. Glaringly obvious signs of an improper feeding schedule.

I hissed. He should be here.

The circles under my eyes gave away my weakness. I hadn’t fed in a few days. I was in a vulnerable state. It was an unusual situation for me to be in, but with the increase of deaths in the area, and the pressure to keep everything under control, I couldn’t very well go out and hunt for my prey.

My fingers tapped more aggressively against the desk. My teeth clenched. Already my fangs were protruding from my mouth in anticipation. What was taking him so long?

A soft knock reverberated off the door. The handle turned slowly, and a sinister smile spread across my face.

“Alexander, you called for me.” Jacob opened the door all the way, standing awkwardly in the frame.

“Brother,” I said, my deep, silky voice filling the ornate office, “Come.”

Jacob bit his bottom lip, before giving me a small, anxious smile and walking in quick strides towards me. I rose to meet him.

I took his face in my hands, before taking Jacob’s bottom lip between mine, kissing him passionately on the mouth. Our kiss was slow, soft and surprisingly tender. My tongue flicked at Jacob’s lips, tasting him. He tasted like sweet vanilla. I knew to him I tasted like fire and ash. My brother’s lips parted, and his tongue met mine.

This was nothing new, but it still made my lifeless heart pound painfully against my ribcage. I’m in love with him, but I’ll never admit it.

I had known I loved him since the day he was born, just over eighteen years ago. I was six then. As soon as I’d held him in my arms, I was infatuated. Back then it was innocent, loving him only as a brother loves a brother. But over the years, it grew, manifested, like a painful disease. And I was terminally ill with it.

My hands ran down his neck, holding his jaw up with my thumbs. Jacob’s hands ran over my shoulders, down my chest, feeling my strong, flexing muscles.

I pulled away from his lips, and began pressing kisses along his jaw. Jacob was panting softly. I smirked. He was so pathetically weak, so much so, that if it weren’t for his gold eyes he could easily be mistaken for a human.

We’re opposites. He’s pathetic, weak, submissive. I’m strong, aggressive and dominating. The perfect combination, some might say.

As I kissed his neck I could feel his pulse, faint, beneath his skin. I held back a snarl, and instead began nibbling my brother’s ear. He whimpered softly against me, his hands gripping my vest, holding me to him.

“Tell me, brother, did you feed properly this morning?”

There were too very different ways to feed. The first, was to hunt down and drink the life out of your prey. It’s a very personal, exhilarating experience, tasting their fear as you suck the life out of their bodies. The second, is to drink pre-packaged blood from a bottle. Much like wine, each bottle can have its own very distinct taste. The way you prefer to feed says a lot about you. Those who prefer drinking from the living are generally sadistic and cruel. Those who prefer drinking pre-packed blood generally don’t take part in any killings at all. I’m the first kind.

“Yes, my love.” Jacob breathed softly, shuddering against me. My teeth gritted together. He was lying to me. I could tell easily. His skin was pale, even paler than mine. The circles under his eyes were a dead giveaway, and his pulse was faint.

“You drank a full serving?” I asked, pulling away. He looked up at me earnestly, nodding his head. He looked so innocent, so naïve. So deliciously malleable.

“You remember what I do to people who lie to me, don’t you, little brother?” I asked, smirking arrogantly.

“You hang them in the dungeon by their ankles.” Jacob said quietly, his gold eyes searching mine.

“That’s right, my pet. Do you want me to hang you in the dungeon?” Jacob’s eyes widened in fear.

I’d only ever hung him in the dungeon once or twice before. I only did it when he was extremely disobedient, this wasn’t cause enough, but he didn’t know that.

“Please, my prince, I’m telling the truth.” Jacob urged. I snarled, my hands moving quickly up to his hair, gripping it tightly. He gasped quietly, Bursa escort bayan his head craning backwards into my hand to decrease the strain on his scalp.

“You have one more chance, tell me the truth.” I was already being far too generous. But I’d much rather play with him than lock him up for the night.

“I’m not ly-“

I pulled his head back, revealing his shockingly pale neck. With a snarl, I sunk my fangs deep into his skin. He cried out, instantly falling against me. I caught him of course, and held his small body against mine.

Vampires hardly ever shared blood between one another. It was a sign of weakness, or extreme trust, to share your vein. It made you extremely vulnerable.

When drinking someone’s blood, you can easily enter their stream of consciousness. You can taste their emotions, read their thoughts, watch their memories. If you were a weak vampire, there was no stopping the hunter from accessing your brain, knowing everything. Jacob is a weak vampire.

It was simple to scour through his memories. I watched him pour himself a small glass of blood, and drink it quickly, frowning. He was taking only enough to survive, not enough to live. My anger flared up again. I couldn’t feed from him, I could risk killing him if I took too much.

“Tell me brother, why aren’t you feeding properly?” My thought echoed in his mind.

“I was hoping you’d let me have some of your blood if you saw how weak I was.”

One of the best things about feeding (other than the health benefits, of course) is that the prey is incapable of lying.

I retracted my fangs, pulling completely out of my brother’s neck. His blood trailed down his skin slowly, creating delicious red streaks down his white skin. If I licked at the wound for a few more seconds, it would heal almost instantly. I wouldn’t though, I wanted the marks to stay there, remind him who he belongs to.

“I didn’t mean it, Alexander.” Jacob said quickly, breathelessly. He was exhausted. I, on the other hand, had a new magnificent burst of energy.

I held my brother against me, stroking his hair gently. Coaxing him into a relaxed state.

“Oh, my love, when have I ever let you draw blood from me?” I cooed. He whimpered quietly, his arms loosened around me.

“N-never.”

“And why is that?” I released him, confident that he could once again hold up himself.

“Because you are The Prince.” He pulled away slightly, looking up at me. There was fear in his golden eyes. My cock stiffened, looking at his terrified, pathetic frame.

“And you are…”

“Worthless.” He said. It was true. Vampires of nobility for the most part only ever had one child. The first born got their name, their status, their land and their wealth. Once I choose a partner and get bonded, Jacob will have to leave the castle. And when that happens, he’ll have the status of a common vampire, nothing more.

“That’s right, pet.” I said, looking at him. He looked sadly down at the floor, he seemed to sort of cave in on himself, making his already small frame appear even smaller.

“I just wanted to feel closer to you.” He whispered. I reached out and stroked his cheek gently once more.

“You’ve been greedy.” I said softly. He nodded.

“Yes.”

“I forgive you.” I said calmly. Jacob looked up at me, shocked at my mercy. Or what he thought was mercy. He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it.

“Thank you.”

“Unfortunately, I still have to punish you.”

Jacob’s eyes widened in horror, he dropped my hand and took an unsteady step backwards.

“What?” He squeaked.

“If I don’t punish you, how will you learn?”

Jacob began stepping backwards, his hands raised defensively in front of him. His eyes were tearing up. I smirked, following his slow, unsteady footsteps. He didn’t realize that he was trapping himself between my desk, and me.

“Please, I didn’t mean it.” He said. I just grinned. “I won’t ask again.”

He gasped when he backed into the desk. I placed my hands on the desk on each side of his hips, boxing him in. His head turned wildly back and forth, as he realized that there was no way to get away from me now. He tried one final, desperate plea.

“Please don’t put me in the dungeon.” He whimpered. I chuckled darkly.

“I won’t put you in the dungeon, pet.”

My lips were on his again. But this kiss was nothing like what we’d shared only minutes ago. This kiss was rough, me showing him who was in charge. I bit at his lips, tugging his bottom lip between my teeth. I pressed my body against his, my erection rubbing forcefully against him. He whimpered against me, his hands moving to my chest once more.

I felt his chest, my hands dancing across his dark purple vest. I tore it off easily, the buttons clattering softly as they hit the hardwood floor. My fingers ran up his shoulders, and I dug my nails into his crisp white shirt, tearing it off of him easily. It Escort Antalya fell, tattered, to the ground. Jacob was helpless against me.

I kissed down his neck. I licked at the savoury trail of blood on his skin, waves of pleasure crashing through me as I tasted him. I sucked and bit at Jacob’s neck and shoulders. He writhed and moaned against me, both in pain and pleasure.

Without warning, I grabbed him roughly and turned him, slamming his hips against the desk. Jacob cried out in surprise and pain. I chuckled again, running my fingers delicately up his spine, making him shiver with anticipation. Then I aggressively pushed him, pinning his chest against my desk.

“Stay.” I commanded, moving my hands to Jacob’s trousers. He obeyed, resting his chest against my desk, submitting to my will. He titled his head up, looking out my door, which was still wide open. His cheeks tinted a deep pink.

I hardly ever bothered to shut my door when my brother and I were intimate. I’m not so self-conscious to care if a servant catches us. Everyone in the castle, including our parents, knows that Jacob and I are lovers. While I try to hide it from my parents, more so to prevent them from feeling uncomfortable than to actually keep any sort of secret, it is completely their fault if they come into my wing of the castle and see something they don’t want to.

I unzipped my little brother’s trousers, letting them fall to my office floor. Jacob whimpered helplessly, as I exposed more of his body to the cool air. I began fondling my brother’s erection, smirking as I felt it harden in my hand. I clicked my tongue patronizingly. What a pathetic whore.

I know that Jacob loves me. He’s as obsessed with me as I am with him, only he’s much more open about it. If he had a choice between having me beat him every day for the rest of his life, or me never touching him again, he would choose the first one, just to feel the warmth of my hand. Absolutely pathetic.

Jacob whimpered, this time with pleasure, as I rubbed him through his underwear. He arched his back, pressing his ass against my erection. I pulled my hand away, and easily tore off his underwear throwing it to the floor.

“Oh pet,” I murmured, my fingers trailing up my little brother’s spine. He shivered against my desk, but didn’t say anything.

My brother has a beautiful body. If I was a loving man, I’d spend hours fawning over him. Kissing all the bruises, massaging out all the knots of stress, licking at every cut and bite. I’d stroke him slowly, listening to every delicate sigh and whimper of pleasure. I’d bring him to his climax, hold him against me as he came.

But I am not a loving man.

I brought my hand down hard on his left ass cheek. A loud slab reverberated off the walls of the study. My brother cried out, twitching against the desk, tears springing up into his eyes. A satisfied smile came across my face as his cheek turned a wonderful shade of pink.

“Why am I punishing you, Jacob?” I asked, positioning my hand above his right cheek, preparing to strike.

“Because, because, I lied to you?” He asked cautiously. I smacked his ass, and he screamed with pain.

“That’s wrong my love, guess again.”

“Because… because I was disobedient?” Jacob’s clenched his ass together, awaiting the next blow. He was panting, his voice thick with tears.

I slapped him again, the sound echoing down the corridor.

“Wrong again, my sweet. Try again.”

“Oh, I don’t know, I don’t know. I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please tell me!” He sobbed, completely unreserved.

I gripped my brother’s hair tightly in my hand and pulled it, so his back was pressed against my chest, his ear next to my mouth.

“I’m punishing you because you need to learn your place.” With that, I licked a stripe up his neck, tasting the sweat that formed there. The sweet taste of Jacob filled my mouth, and I relished it.

I abruptly pushed him back against the desk again and began slapping his ass with fervor. Jacob screamed with pain, twitching and writhing against the desk, the tears flowing steadily as I punished him.

“Tell me you love it Jacob.” I ordered.

“I-I love it, I l-love it!” He gasped, his fingernails clawing tracks into the desk. I laughed. My hand was stinging from hitting him, I couldn’t imagine how his ass was feeling. My cock was rock hard, listening to him cry out.

“P-please, please, mercy, mercy.” Jacob begged, sobbing into the desk. I sneered, but stopped my brutal assault on his bottom. He sucked in air shakily, panting.

“Thank you, master, thank you.”

I loved it when he called me that. I guess he is learning, after all.

I grabbed his ass cheeks in my hands, massaging them. His butt was firm, and round, and just fucking magnificent. It was even more beautiful at this moment, as it was a delicious shade of pink.

“Mm, your ass is so fucking red, brother.” I murmured, squeezing his cheeks again. Jacob whimpered, Manavgat escort his body finally relaxing once more.

I spread his cheeks with my hand, revealing his tight knot. I spat on it, then moved my index finger to his hole, circling it.

“Please, brother, please not today. I’m so sore from last night.” Jacob whispered. I smirked. I had been rough last night. But I couldn’t help it. There was something so sexy about having my cock buried deep inside his little ass, fucking him senseless while he cried out in pain and pleasure.

Jacob was only eighteen, and wasn’t very used to having anything inside of him. I tried to be somewhat gentle when I took his virginity, but since then I’d only been rough with him. No matter, he’d get accustomed to having my large prick inside him soon enough.

I crouched down behind him, so my face was level with his bottom. I kissed his right cheek softly, my hand moving to the left to rub it gently. Jacob sighed appreciatively, his legs shaking slightly in anticipation.

My fangs started to elongate again, as the bloodlust took over. I let them, feeling them grow into the delicate tapered points that jutted out just past my lower lip.

Jacob gasped loudly when I sunk my fangs into his thigh. He shuddered, surprised at the invasion.

I drank greedily, quickly searching through my brother’s mind. My mind was flooded with his pain, anguish and arousal. He was so weak. I should go easier on him. He couldn’t handle it rough right now.

Reluctantly I pulled my fangs from his thigh, licking up the blood trails that trickled down his pale leg.

“Get on your knees, brother.” I said, standing quickly. Jacob complied, unsteadily moving to his knees. He was still hazy from the quickly severed connection. I stood in front of him, with my hands on my hips.

“Suck me.”

“Thank you, brother.” Jacob murmured, looking up at me. His cheeks were tearstained, and it made my cock twitch. He moved his hands to the zipper of my pants, pulling it down slowly. He didn’t unbutton my trousers, maybe he really is learning. I liked keeping my clothes on, it gave me an even larger advantage over my brother.

He pulled my cock out, his eyes widening slightly as it was fully erect. He’d seen it before, sucked me off before, but it always shocked him to see my dick. It was 9″ when fully hard. Jacob’s cock was only about 6″.

Jacob sucked in a deep breath, before flicking his tongue over the head of my cock. He looked so nervous. He didn’t really need to be. He’d sucked my dick countless times before and he was good at it. He’d become good at sucking me off unusually fast.

I loved to train and teach Jacob, even though he’s generally a very slow learner. I started teaching him about obedience when he was five. To this day he still doesn’t fully grasp the concept. I taught him how to give blood when he was thirteen. He had his first kiss when he was fifteen, it had been with me. And now that he’s eighteen, I’ve wasted no time in teaching him how to be a good cocksucker, and how to take a dick up his ass. I’ve been his first and only in every aspect of his sexual life, and even though I’ve never said it aloud, it’s something that I cherish.

“Mm, yes, little brother.” I moaned softly as Jacob wrapped his lips around my cock, and slowly bobbed down on it. He looked up at me, his beautiful golden eyes meeting mine. His tongue eagerly lapped at the pre-cum on my tip, before he pushed his head down further, taking more of me into his throat.

I moved my hands to his hair, tangling my fingers in the blonde tresses. Apart from a smirk, I gave Jacob no warning before roughly plunging my dick down his throat. He gagged, trying to jerk away from me, but I held him still. I pushed more of my length into him, holding his face steady as a few stray tears spilt from his eyes.

“That’s it, brother, you can take all of it.” I murmured. I kept pushing into him until my dick was buried to the hilt inside the warmth of my brother’s mouth. I held him there for a few seconds, feeling his throat constricting around me. Finally, I let him go.

“You look so pathetic, pet.” I said, looking contemptuously down at him. He was panting, gasping for air as spit ran down his chin, onto his bare chest. His face was bright pink, his eyes teary.

“You better get your lips around my cock, brother, before I change my mind and fuck your tight ass instead.” Jacob looked up at me, his eyes widening in horror. He quickly returned to lavish my large prick again.

His lips wrapped around my member, his dominant hand moved to the length he couldn’t take and he stroked me quickly. I moaned softly, tangling my fingers in his hair once more. I pumped my hips, fucking his face quickly.

I picked up speed, fucking his face without abandon. His hands slid down my trousers, and he gripped them, holding on to me while I used his mouth like a little fuck-hole. He was choking, gagging and moaning around my prick, sending wonderful vibrations all around my cock. Jacob was taking what I was giving him though, eagerly. He was such a good, submissive little whore.

“You want to jerk yourself, don’t you brother?” I asked, ramming into his throat. He looked up at me, moaning. I chuckled.

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In the vocabulary of Masters and Slaves, presentation refers to the daily ritual followed by a slave when he greets his Master and presents himself for inspection. For my first presentation to my Asian Master, I was anxious and fearful even though my instructions were clear and easily followed. “Shower and empty your colon. Dress in white briefs, button down jeans and a T-shirt of your choice. Take off your shoes and socks. Kneel on the rug, face on the floor. Wait.”

A door opened. I heard footsteps. “Kiss my feet.” I covered his feet with kisses. “You may look at me.” My Master wore only a black jockstrap and white socks.

He ordered me to bring him a chair and he sat. I knelt again, hands behind my back. He pressed his feet against my face and probed my mouth. “Smell, then remove my socks with your teeth.” I held each sock dangling from my lips until he told me to drop it. “Take the socks, make a wad, taste.” I shoved the sock gag into my mouth. He pushed my head between his legs. The gag pressed against his jockstrap, massaging Bursa escort the bulge that was starting to grow.

Master pushed me back to a kneeling position and removed the sock gag. I felt a foot between my lips. I kissed and licked. I sucked on toes and licked them deeply and passionately, as though I was sucking his dick. He switched feet and then ordered me to lick the precum oozing out of his jock with my tongue. As he moaned in pleasure, my devotion to his desires became even greater.

Master pulled my face to his lap. “Smell. Feel my nuts against your chin. Try to wrap your lips around my shaft. Do you love my dick, want to suck it, want to get fucked?”

“Yes Sir. Very much Sir.”

Master squeezed the instrument of desire, bulging from his jock. “Let me be clear. I would rather stroke myself than feed my cock to an unworthy sub. Understand? Put your ass in the air. Let’s make sure you understand? Are you worthy of my dick?” “No Sir.” He spanked one cheek. “Feel good?” “Yes, Sir.” He spanked the other Antalya escort bayan cheek. “How bad do you want my dick?” “I’m not worthy sir.” “Good answer. Here’s your reward.” I felt his hand again. A total of 5 stinging but not vicious slaps.

Master pushed my face firmly into his butt crack. His urged me to higher levels of competence as I demonstrated my love for his hole.

When, again, he faced me, his weapon was unsheathed, erect and hard as a rock. Holding my head firmly in place, he slapped my cheeks with his erection. He grazed the crown against my lips and I opened wide to receive him. He pulled back. “I’m not ready to waste my cum on an untrained slave.” Pause. “But I do have a present for you.

Master ordered me to remove my briefs and to crawl on hands and knees to pick up a box in the corner of room. “I want to see what you look like in Doggy,” he smirked. The box held a silicone butt plug. “As far as you are concerned, this is my dick.” He rubbed the object across my lips. “Kiss it, lick Escort Manavgat it, take it in your mouth. Get it nice and wet. That’s right. Good.” He pushed the wet butt plug slowly into my asshole. “When you are not able or not allowed to experience your Master’s cock, you shall keep this substitute inside you as a reminder of why you need to be a slave.”

My Master’s words, the excitement of the moment, the surge of pleasure I felt inside my throbbing asshole -my dick was hard. Master took notice. “Hold back,” he ordered as he pressed against my engorged erection with his foot. I struggled, failed miserably and shot a huge load onto his foot and leg. “Just as I thought. I need to teach you self-control. Clean me. Use your tongue.” I licked my thick cum off my Master’s foot and felt a surge of deep devotion. Master was pleased. He unleashed a warm torrent of piss to wash off my dick and stake his claim to my body.

Relaxed and with a satisfied smile, Master sat back in his chair. “Take your briefs and dry yourself. Mop the floor too. Make sure your butt plug is firmly in place. Put on your wet, filthy briefs. Get dressed and ride home on the bus. I want you feel my presence for the rest of the day.” I put on my clothes as Master ordered. When I had done everything as he instructed, he dismissed me.

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John turned partially on his side when Eric introduced himself. When he looked up at Eric he realized that the picture on Eric’s website didn’t really do the man complete justice. Eric was dressed in a form fitting t-shirt and a pair of silk Japanese pants similar in style to those worn by martial artists. Outlined in the thin material of Eric’s pants John could just discern the outline of the man’s penis. But what really struck John was not just Eric’s obvious good looks but the warmth of the masseur’s blue eyes. They spoke of softness and compassion. John immediately felt more comfortable. Between the gaze of Eric’s eyes and the soft tone of his voice, John felt the apprehension draining from his mind.

“Go ahead and lay back down and place your head on the pillow” instructed Eric. The massage table that they were using had been especially built according to Eric’s specifications. It had several warming drawer built into it. One drawer contained various oils and lubricants. Another drawer housed an array of toys almost all of which were devoted to anal stimulation and penetration. The toys graduated in size from very small all the way up that of a large penis. Most of Eric’s clients harbored a secret desire for anal penetration. Because they were coming from heterosexual relationships where they were the dominant participant in sex, the clients seemed to seek out the role of receiver when having sex with another man. Eric’s special expertise was in slowly opening a man up so that anal play and penetration was both painless and highly pleasurable. The first encounter with the erotic intensity of anal and prostate stimulation was something that Eric’s clients never forgot.

Eric had re-read John’s application shortly before the appointment. Under “Past Sexual History” there was nothing that overtly suggested a hidden attraction to men. But from prior experience and his training in sexual psychology Eric knew that there was more to the story. Something had brought John to him and it was his job to peel back the layers and find the underlying desire. He would have to be careful not to scare John in the process. The realization of their hidden attraction to men could be quite traumatic for a client who had always thought of themselves as completely straight in their sexual orientation.

Eric removed a container of oil from the warming drawer in the side of the massage table. Uncapping it, he poured a rivulet down John’s spine from the base of his neck to the small of his back. He also poured a generous amount in to the palm of his free hand. Setting the oil aside, Eric began to spread the oil over John’s back. His touch was not that of a typical therapeutic masseur using significant pressure to the muscles, but rather that of a sensuous lover. The strokes of his hands on John’s back were soothing and erotic as he alternated between using the flat of his palms and soft caresses with his fingertips. As his hands reached the small of John’s back he went a few inches lower, pushing back the towel covering John’s buttocks a bit in order to reach that sensitive area. Eric felt John tense a bit at the partial uncovering and then relax as his fingers kneaded the soft flesh there. Spreading his hands out, Eric ran his fingers slowly up John’s flanks and back down to his hip bones. He could hear John’s breathing increase as the pleasure of another man’s touch took over.

Softly Eric spoke: “John, something brought you here today and before we go any further I would like you to tell me what it was if you can. It will help me to understand you better if we can share that.”

The question woke John from the state of bliss he was feeling at the moment. Within minutes of the first touch, Eric’s hands had sent him into a deep state of erotic relaxation. The wonderful hands had now stopped while Eric’s question hung in the air awaiting an answer. The urge to repress telling Eric about the video’s and Sakarya escort bayan his subsequent masturbation was overwhelmed by the desire to have Eric’s hands continue their ministrations. Haltingly, John told Eric about finding the video’s and his physical response to watching them.

Eric listened as John spoke. He knew there was more behind John seeking him out than just the recent video incidents. But Eric also knew that just getting John to open up and tell him about that was enough for now. The sharing of that story alone began the trust building process between them. Between them alone.

Opening the bottle of oil again, Eric coated he back of John’s legs. Working his way up from his calves to the bottom of hips. Arriving at the crease where the thighs met the cheeks, Eric ran his thumbs from the inside to the outside in a spreading motion. As he did so, Eric felt John’s thighs relax and spread slightly. Taking the cue, Eric placed both hands on John’s nearest thigh midpoint between knee and hip. Ever so gradually he ran hands gently upward, applying more pressure with the hand on the inside of John’s thigh. This time the reaction was more obvious as John parted his legs more. Eric repeated the process on the other leg. Now John’s legs were apart enough that Eric could clearly see the underside of the man’s smoothly shaven testicles.

Eric moved his fingers in small circles on the inside of John’s thigh, his knuckles a fraction of an inch from grazing the tight sac encasing John’s balls. Sliding his hands upward under the towel and he raked his fingers over the tight globes of John’s ass. Flicking the towel aside, Eric took in the sight of the beautiful exposed bottom in front of him. Reaching again for the oil, Eric drizzled it over John’s backside. He watched as the liquid ran down into the crack and slowly worked its way over the perineum and onto the twin orbs between the prone man’s legs.

John lay quietly on the table, his body drinking in the sensations he was feeling. His cock was now fully erect as he felt Eric spread the oil over his backside. His butt cheeks were being gently stroked and occasionally pulled apart, exposing his anus to Eric’s view. A thumb ran slowly down his crack and lightly slid across down his tight star, sending a shiver through his body. Again and again he felt the finger slide down, each stroke slightly more insistent as the thumb passed over his back entrance. His mind was rapidly shutting down to all conscious thought in order to focus solely on the erotic signals his body fired to his brain . The scene from second massage video played in a deep recess of his mind, however now he was a part of it.

Eric knew that John was completely giving himself over to the experience. The man’s hips were gently lifting up as Eric’s thumb grazed over his anus. Eric took his free hand and spread open the cheeks thus full exposing John’s pink opening. Eric began a slow circling massage of the tight outer ring. He knew from experience that a virginal hole needed gradual teasing before any penetrative action could take place. A man’s first experience with receptive anal sex of any form had to be built up in slow stages. This was especially so with Eric’s clients who usually had no prior experience in this realm before coming to him.

As his thumb circled John’s anal ring Eric began to alternate that motion with a stronger inward pressure directly on the opening. As his thumb increased the pressure on the anal opening, Eric could feel the tip of his digit begin to slip past the outer ring it began to open up. In addition, John’s hips began thrust upward slightly to meet the intruding finger. Noting the reaction, Eric pressed a bit deeper and began to lightly tease John’s balls with the tips of his other fingers. A soft moan escaped from John as his pleasure continued to build. Eric slowed his movements and then halted so he could Escort Side use his hands to retrieve the items he would need for the next phase. John slumped a little as the stimulation to his body was temporarily removed.

Eric slid open another of the warming drawers and picked out three items. The first was a small blue silicon anal plug. This plug was about four inches long and gradually tapered up to the size of a finger before narrowing a bit to the round base. With its small tip and girth, Eric had found it to be the perfect fit for a client’s initial insertion. The other two items were a thin surgical glove and a bottle of thick gel lube. While the massage oil had been fine up to this point, further penetration would require a more substantial and longer lasting lubricant. The glove would provide a smooth covering for his finger and ease digital penetration. Picking up the plug, Eric pumped a sizable dollop onto his fingertips and coated the small probe with a thick layer of lube.

John was slightly startled when Eric stopped his massage. He heard Eric’s movement’s but could not see what he was doing. The he felt Eric’s place his hand firmly on the small of his back as if to settle him for what was to come next. Eric leaned over so he was close to John’s ear and whispered “You are ready for the next part. I will go very slowly so you only experience pleasure. Just relax and accept what you are receiving.” The hand on John’s lower back released its pressure and slid down his backside. Reaching the area of his opening, John felt Eris’c fingers part his buttocks and expose his anus. He felt a warm slickness back there as a finger coated his opening with the warm lubricant, slipping in slightly to also coat the inside of his outer ring.

Removing his finger, Eric picked up the plug and rested the tip against John’s opening. With agonizing slowness he began to gently push inward. Eric instructed John to push out a bit in order to relax his anus. Complying with the request, John felt himself opening as the probe entered him. Now that he was experiencing his first penetration, John knew why he had sought Eric out. This was a feeling that his body had unknowingly craved and was missing from his prior sex life. He was always the one who was dominant and in control in past sexual encounters with women. But now as the plug slid into him his role as a passive recipient changed the sexual dynamic. Now he was the receiver of pleasure. As the plug went deeper he felt his inner and outer rings close slightly as the narrower base of the plug slipped inside and seated.

Eric released the plug once it was firmly in place and picked up the bottle of oil. Cupping his hand to hold the oil Eric poured a small puddle into his palm. Reaching between John’s spread legs Eric cupped the man’s balls and spread the oil over them while alternately stroking and gently squeezing the smooth twin glands. Eric extended two oily fingers of his massaging hand, reaching further under John to run them along the bottom of his hard shaft. John sucked in his breath as he felt Eric tease his insanely hard cock. Eric glided his fingers along the shaft of John’s organ, feeling it pulse against his fingertips. Eric was arousing the man to the point that sex blocked out all other rational thought. Any aversion John might have had to feeling a man’s touch was gone. The only thing he wanted at this point was more of what Eric was giving to him.

Eric leaned down to John’s ear and quietly said “turn over and scoot down the table.” As John rolled over he could see Eric near his feet, making adjustments to the table. The table had been custom built with foot extensions so a client could rest themselves in a position where both the anal and genital areas were totally exposed. John turned over and slid down the table. Eric adjusted the footrests and placed John’s heels into the soft padding. John was now totally exposed izmir escort with the plug still in his ass and his erect penis jutting upward awaiting Eric’s touch.

Standing between John’s outstretched legs Eric anointed his client’s cock and balls with more oil. His fingertips slid up and down John’s hard dick. Eric was a master at edging a cock. He knew exactly how to extract maximum pleasure while holding off ejaculation. Gazing down. Eric admired the beauty of John’s hard member. The circumcised head glistened with the sheen of the oil Eric had applied. Eric picked up the surgical glove and slid it over his left hand. John heard the snap as the elastic glove was pulled over Eric’s wrist. It was a sound he recognized from when he had his last physical when the doctor had performed a prostate examination. John shivered in anticipation of what would come next.

Eric lubed up his gloved middle finger with the gel and then reached down to remove the plug from John’s rectum. As the plug was withdrawn Eric saw the small gape in John’s anus and sensing that his client was fully ready he slid his lubricated finger deep into the opening. Eric felt no resistance to the digital entry. Curling his finger upward, Eric felt the smooth lump of John’s prostate. Withdrawing his finger several inches, Eric gently grazed the length of the swollen gland eliciting a low moan from John. Eric then slid his finger back in and began to slowly fuck John’s ass and massage his prostate. With his free hand Eric gripped John’s erection and stroked it in rhythm with the finger pumping into John’s rear passage.

John was awash with pleasure. His pelvis began to involuntary thrust against Eric’s stroking hand and probing finger. He was now living the scene from the video he had watched days earlier. As he thrust his hips upward to slide his cock through Eric’s hand he felt the finger inside him increase its pressure on his internal gland. His whole body was now on fire as it built to orgasm.

Sensing John’s impending orgasm, Eric made a decision. Usually numerous sessions with a client preceded what Eric was going to do next. As John’s hips thrust upward Eric lowered his head and allowed the glans of John’s cock to slide past his lips and enter his mouth. As his hand continued to pump the hard penis, Eric’s mouth circled and massaged the smooth velvety head. John’s hips stop thrusting momentarily felt the new sensation of the mouth that encased his rigid organ. Slowly his hips began to move again as Eric’s mouth laved the head of his cock.

The addition of Eric’s oral stimulation rapidly sent John over the edge. His back arched and he let out a loud gasp. The orgasm started deep within his body. His anus contracted rhythmically around Eric’s finger as the jets of hot semen shot into the masseur’s sucking mouth. The expert prostate massage had caused the gland to produce an extraordinary amount of male liquid. Eric was both surprised and pleased by the volume as he swallowed shot after shot of John’s sperm. He knew instinctively that his client had never had an orgasm of this length and intensity.

As the orgasm subsided Eric let John’s softening cock slip from his mouth and withdrew his finger from its internal lodging. He moved up toward the head of the table while running a hand over John’s flat abs and smooth chest. John opened his eyes to see Eric standing over him and looking down with a small satisfied smile. Glancing lower John could see the outline of a large firm erection under the thin cloth of Eric’s pants. Without think he reached out and ran his hand over the covered organ and felt it twitch in response.

Eric moved back a step, just out of reach from John’s wandering hand. Looking into John’s eyes Eric spoke to his spent client: “I think today was enough for a first session. You should have something to look forward to at out next appointment. I will book you for two hours next Thursday at 3:00” Eric then gave John’s shoulder a friendly squeeze before he turned and left the room.

John gradually worked his way off the table and back into his clothes. One thing was for certain. It would be a long wait until the appointment next Thursday.

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