2 Big Dicked Latin Studs

First Time Rough

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It was a weeknight and I was having a Grey Goose martini at my favorite gay bar. I sat at a corner table slowly sipping my drink when he walked in.



He entered the room and stood for a moment looking the room over. Everything about the man was masculine. He was strikingly handsome in a brutish sort of way.



He was dressed differently than most of us wearing faded jeans flannel shirt obviously used work boots and a bruised leather coat. He looked like the real deal not like those phony leather queens . Every eye in the room was on him as he strode to the bar. Of course he ordered beer. He propped himself up on his elbows and began to survey the room. His gaze passed over me causing me a moment of distress when his gaze slowly returned. He pushed himself away from the bar and strode to my corner table. The room was filled with envy.



He set the beer down and said Care if I join you?



Not at all please sit down.



His masculinity was even stronger up close this was in direct contrast to my lack of masculinity. When people met me they automatically assumed I was gay they were right.



You can t be from around here I said.



Nope Montana he answered. His voice had a deep rich timber to it. It actually rumbled when he spoke those two words.



You do know you re in a gay bar.



Yep lookin to get laid tonight. You ll do he said. The arrogance of this man! He continued I like to get rough too.



This was too much for me I answered Look Montana you re in a gay bar in a gay neighborhood rough sex is already a part of the scene here so don t think you re so special. How rough can you really be?



He grinned and then suddenly spat right into my face. He reached out with one paw and grabbed me by the neck pulling my face to his. He crushed his lips to mine kissing me deeply. He leaned forward and whispered into my ear Pretty rough pussy boy .



I gasped.



He stood up and downed his beer. He reached into his pants and withdrew a crumpled twenty that he threw on the table. Wipe your face then pay the tabs. Meet me out back I m gonna go have a smoke.



I stammered You can t smoke in here or even outside it s against the law.



He pulled out a pack of Camels and a stainless Zippo snapped the lighter open lit the smoke and inhaled deeply. He blew out a plume of blue smoke and said Stupid law and walked out.



I honestly didn t know what to do well the first thing I did was wipe my face. All of the patrons were staring at me I thought fuck it and got up and paid the bills.



I left through the back door he was there finishing his cigarette. Knew you d come. Where s your car? he asked.



I pointed to the lone BMW in the corner of the lot. He grabbed me by the wrist and said Let s get to your place.



We entered my car and I drove to my home. Who was this guy? I was very excited but a little scared. Would he rape me? Was he here to hurt me?



It was about a fifteen-minute drive to my private house silence prevailed in the car. I opened the front door and let him in.



I need a shower been buying machinery all day to ship back home he said. This was his longest sentence so far.



I got him a towel and showed him the way. He undressed then grabbed me by the back of the neck and said Get in with me.



I quickly undressed and joined him. Wash me he commanded. I got a washcloth and soaped him down cleaning him from top to bottom. The man was an animal much of his body was covered with straight dark hair very sexy. He had those muscles that were acquired from hard work not the gym. His thighs were huge with glutes to match. He had a huge barrel chest his arms powerful looking.



We left the shower and then dried himself. Come on he said and dragged me to my bedroom. He put one big arm around me and kissed me deeply. He broke the kiss and said Look you ve got an out . I like to get rough but if I get too rough you can tell me and I ll stop. But if you tell me to stop I m out the door. Up to you how far we go.



He picked me up and tossed me to the bed. Get over here and suck my cock.



I wormed my way over and gave him some head. If its one thing I know how to do its suck cock. I licked and sucked stopping to lap his balls.



He grabbed my hair and said Not too bad pussy boy . He laced his fingers through my hair and began to fuck my face his cock going deep into my throat. He pulled out and slapped me hard once twice. He encircled my throat with his great paws half choking me. He raped my mouth my throat gagging when he went too deep. I pushed him away and bent down to hack up some bile. He didn t seem to care and pulled my face back to his cock again slamming into my throat.



Time for some ass get some lube he demanded.



I found some and handed the tube to him. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me a crossed his lap. He opened the tube and squirted a dollop between my cheeks. He massaged the lube into my hole then began to ram first one then two of his huge fingers up my hole. It hurt at first then my hole began to relax. He grabbed my hair at its base with one hand and used the other to fuck me.



He pulled his fingers from my hole and then hit me hard his cement hand hitting both ass cheeks at once. He slapped my ass hard using multiple blows. My ass was on fire.



Get back on the bed on your stomach and spread em .



I did as was told. He got behind me and lined up his monster cock. With one lunge he entered me pushing his entire length into my hole. I cried out causing him to bark out a short laugh.



He put his hands at my sides and slammed into me almost raping me. He wrapped one of his huge forearms around my throat and continued his pounding. I was trapped a little scared but loving it. No man had ever treated me like this before. I felt some inner need to let him continue to please him.



He roughly pulled out my hole collapsing. He said Go to the door and put your hands against the jamb.



I did as he directed sliding down arching my back. He got behind me and again entered my ass. He really pounded me grabbing my hips for more leverage. I couldn t believe I was doing this with this wild crazy stranger. He shoved his full length into me and pulled me vertical. He wrapped one arm around my neck then reached the other arm around and grabbed my stiff cock. He roughly stroked me and said Old trick I learned at the farm like it?



Yes I choked.



He pulled out and spun me around. Get on your knees and clean the ass off of me.



I pulled his hard cock to my mouth and licked it clean. Good boy he said and actually patted my head.



He sat in one of my chairs and said Get your ass over here and get on me.



It was hard to do but I got on top of him and lowered my body onto his cock. When he was deep inside of me he pushed down on my shoulders locking me in place. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to him roughly kissing me. I held his face in my hands and kissed him back.



This guy was amazing! What a beast.



I began to squirm on his lap his cock in my hole fucking him slowly.



His mouth was in a frown almost angry when suddenly he grunted and pushed against me. I could feel his hot cum fill my hole. He put his arms around me and hugged me for a moment our kiss growing deeper. Realizing his momentary weakness he shoved me onto the floor and said Good job pussy boy .



We returned to the shower where I again washed him. We got dressed and got into my car where he directed me to his hotel. Once there he got out and looked back into the car and simply said Thanks.



I answered I ve got some vacation time coming up and would love to come visit you in Montana.



His roared with laughter as he walked to the hotel.

Sexy white boy getting drilled by a couple of huge black pleasure poles

Slow Night at the Baths

I have to think my best or at least most intense experience of being a man s fuck toy occurred at a bath years ago when the biggest hazards were curable. It was a slow night midweek and country mouse me on a visit to the big city was looking for some cock to wrap my lips around. Therefore a trip to the funkiest bath house in town seemed to be in order.



There was hardly anyone there except the older guy who handed out the keys and towels. We got to chatting at his workstation and soon I was on my knees servicing his gigantic and I mean it was huge cock with my tongue and lips as well as I could. After the better part of an hour of delirious joy attempting to swallow as much of his meat as possible he pushed my head away and suggested we go to a room for some privacy as another staff member had arrived to help with the expected late night crowd. Of course I didn t mind at all the other staff member enjoying watching me at work on his colleague s meat. I didn t think the recipient of my attentions was self conscious of the small audience either. It would become clear before long why he preferred to carry on our getting to know you in a more private setting as you will see.



Once to our room I asked him to please sit on the edge of the cot so that I could kneel on the (probably cum encrusted) floor and continue my labour of love trying to urge his man juice into my throat with my lips and tongue. I still hadn t experienced the sensation of a mouth full of his cock enough maybe I never would have when he told me he wanted to take my boy pussy with his massive member. Though I was intimidated to say the least never having really liked real pain all that much finally I relented and climbed onto the cot and assumed the position on all fours and virtually trembled in fear that he would rip my poor little boy cunt apart with his massive member. In truth I was addicted to his cock by now and wanted nothing in the universe as much as to make it and its owner happy.



He turned out to be a wonderful gentle lover at least in the beginning. Once he had me relaxed and pushing back trying to feel his groin slapping my ass while his whole monster was buried to the hilt he gradually began to fuck me harder and harder in earnest. My whole body he was bigger than me in body as well as endowment was being lifted almost off the cot and slammed against the wall at the whim of the monster within me that he was wielding with loving force and authority. Eventually I was flat on my belly and he was plunging that whole monster all the way into me so I could feel his pubic hair tickling my ass cheeks and then pulling almost entirely out before repeating the whole thing over and over and over.



Eventually I quit even lifting my ass to make an attempt to keep him in me when he would almost pull it out knowing by now that it would momentarily be fully engaged yet again. I just luxuriated in the moment as his cock logged inches and eventually seemingly miles in and out and in and out and harder and faster and better and better.



At times I wished that his complete mastery of my ass would never end and I could spend eternity as a living condom or adornment for his muscular man meat. My whole body was essentially a glove that had been custom made for his monstrous love muscle.



Then suddenly the tip of his cock which seemed to own my innards by now hit my prostate in a magical way and I immediately came myself with neither one of us even touching my own achingly erect but mashed into the mattress cock. As my cum pumped out in repeated spasms he continued his by now almost desperate conquest of the ass that he now owned until I was laying face down in a puddle of my own cum and feeling his massive organ pulsate as it released gusher after gusher of cum deep within my by now starving hungry man pussy.



He lay atop my back with his softening cock still within me for a spell and shared a quiet moment of incredible closeness while catching his breath. All I could do was gratefully and lazily reach back and caress what parts of him I could reach.



Too soon it seemed he said he should probably return to his duties. Before leaving he laid a gentle kiss on my thoroughly satisfied ass. Once he got to his feet he was kind enough to allow me to kiss lick and gently suckle his now softening cock in gratitude for the ecstasy he had been providing me for the last couple of hours and returned to deal with towels and keys.



I laid there too exhausted and satisfied to even get up to check out the late arrivals yet too excited to sleep while the thumping bass from the blues band in the club upstairs served as background music to my memories of our magical time together. While lying there in my cum listening to the bass I could feel his cum drip out of my ass from time to time. I felt obliged while reveling in the replays in my mind to help my new friend and lighten his workload by using my tongue to clean up my own puddle of cum and that portion of his cum than had dripped from my man cunt. I was still almost on a strange high after sunrise when I finally got dressed and walked out into the street and into a brand new day.

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The Sailboat

Youth Beauty a nicely sculpted body and a disarming smile are the necessary ingredients to ensure a comparatively easy and enjoyable life. Eighteen-year-old Joey Griffin had it all and then some. Although he knew how blessed he d been he remained a delightful modest and fun-loving guy who d do anything you d ask of him. Secretly I was hopelessly in love with him.



I had already shot many images of Joey lowering the sail but I kept shooting hoping for the ultimate masterpiece. I wished I had an oil painting of him at that fleeting moment. Beautifully tanned he wore shear silk flowered shorts through which his jewels were provocatively visible I loved watching him in those shorts. As usual the single tuft of gelled dark hair lay on his forehead. Big brown bedroom eyes sparkled and his teeth gleamed brilliantly when the billowing white sailcloth s reflected sunlight softly illuminated his near-perfect facial features. In my viewfinder I saw a handsome angel.



Joey wasn t aware that I adored ever bone and muscle in his body and that I had always been madly in love with him. We grew up together and had always been as close as brothers. And It was because of our long close friendship that we confidently put ourselves in hock to buy the thirty-two foot sailboat. We knew absolutely nothing about sailing and were so spoiled by the motor that we set sail on our first dozen outings without learning how to put up them up.



You know Don we re a couple of loose bolts…ya know that huh? Joey asked. It having been a hypothetical question he didn t expect an answer. Have you got any idea how much we been spendin on gas? Another hypothetical as far as I was concerned. Well all I know is that it s dough we shouldn t be spendin . The motor is only supposed to be used when yer leaving or entering the marina. Otherwise with the sails up ya don t have the necessary control. Like if there was a sudden gust of wind we could wipe out the dock not to mention our boat he explained with newly found authority.



Yer gonna make a very important suggestion aren t ya captain or will it be an order? I laughed because I didn t want him to think I was annoyed.



I think we should get ourselves to some secluded spot where we won t embarrass the crap out of ourselves and set our sails.



I knew it d eventually come to this I remarked. And just how much do we know about doing that? He really didn t care for my skeptical smile.



I brought a book that explains everything. It looks simple he said trying to convince me and himself that we could do it. I wonder if we bought too much boat for us Don this pile of cloth ropes and crap looks formidable.



Let s hang up the main one first Joey if we can get that one up we ll be encouraged I suggested.



I think the correct terminology is hoist not hang he corrected. Oh shit! He said wide eyed as he looked toward the sky. We ve gotta climb the friggin pole to put a rope over that pulley wheel. We messed with all that grief for more than six hours nearly garroting ourselves in the tangle of ropes. Joey was knocked overboard twice when a gust swung the jib I think that s what he called it and bashed him into the lake. I couldn t help laughing of course and that got him even more pissed off. I loved the image though and wished I d had the camera in my hand. His shear wet silk shorts had become all but transparent. The way they clung to his butt crack was fabulously delish he might just as well have been naked. Son of a bitch. He screamed at the runaway jib.



And so we finally sailed off into the sunset with numerous electronic aids about which we knew frig all. We soon learned that the bell meant we we re going aground. It was difficult to enjoy the ride with concentrating on the damned bell. The art of sailing was going to elude us for some time I feared. Hey Donnie I think I m gettin the hang of it he said with a big satisfied grin. Still it was a relief when we d dropped the sails to again hear the familiar comforting sound of the engine.



Congratulations captain I said facetiously Now do you have any idea how we wrap up the sails?



Wait ll we dock we can check out some of the others. Don t worry we ll learn soon enough. And thankfully we did become reasonably competent.



The thirty-two foot sailboat had cost us a bundle but we rationalized that we d probably be able to get our money back if we decided to sell it. And we d save a pile of dough on motel rooms. We d be able to stay on the boat for as long as we wanted assuming there was food. Although she could sleep six we would likely never need more than two bunks.



I was very fortunate to be so close to Joey and bask in his reflected glory. He had girls falling all over him- and very often boys as well. I always felt particularly good when guys cruised him and asked if he d like a blow-job. If a girl wanted him she d have to agree to a threesome or arrange for a friend to go with me.



The boat was a dream come true. Having dropped the anchor there was only the glorious sound of the Lake Champlain waves licking at the boat punctuated by the music of one or more of us in the throes of an orgasm. I enjoyed the many occasions when I was able to watch Joey at his hottest. One time when we shared a girl I was watching him from behind. He was on his knees and for the longest time I watched his cock pumping her pussy that scene was priceless. I had perfected the art of recognizing the sounds he made when he was getting close and often I was able to time our orgasms to crest in unison.



He was becoming quite a sailor buying books searching the Internet and going to boat shows. We seemed to be getting along very well. Hardly anyone at the marina laughed at us anymore. We were becoming so proficient – Joey anyway – that he decided we should sail to St. Albans. It was about thirty miles- I didn t know the equivalent in knots. I was very excited by the idea of actually sailing somewhere.



Have Ya got the bunk warmers yet. I asked.



No I thought we could go by ourselves and pick up a couple of bimbos in St. Albans how about it?



Ah don t ya think it would be a little far for us? I questioned.



I don t think so what d ya think could go wrong?



I don t know…I was just thinking we don t have all that much experience especially for a trip so far. Besides Joey you d get bored. Ya d have a shit fit…ya know like just us together in that small space for that long. It was a very difficult think for me to say but I desperately wanted to kill the idea.



What s wrong with you all of a sudden? You think you d get bored with me is that what yer tryna say? I couldn t ever remember Joey getting so annoyed especially because of anything I d done. I wanted to go in the worst way. But I was afraid. I was terrified in fact wondering if I d be able to control myself. We d be at anchor much of the time and we d surely be drinking. I could just imagine undressing for bed just the two of us bombed out our mind and naked in that little cabin. No way I thought I wouldn t be able to endure the mental torture. I ve got to think of some way to get out of it without hurting his feelings. Damn! Why does it have to be like this.



Oh Joey you know goddam well I d never get bored with ya. I was thinking you might get bored. That would be uncomfortable for both of us. I lied. But there are times when a tiny lie is the only way to go.



Ok then it s all settled good. What was I to do. I couldn t live without him. He was the most important person in my life. Well I decided I d have to go and suffer the consequences of my weakness.



When do you want to leave? I asked apprehensively.



Tonight. He quickly replied. Right after dinner.



Ok I said hoping I hadn t sounded unenthusiastic. I couldn t imagine why Joey was so horny to get to St. Albans. If I drank enough I d pass out I thought and maybe I could get through the trip that was all I could think of. I went down to the galley to build a couple of sandwiches to bring up on deck when I met Joey on the stairs.



The wind has picked up quite a bit Donnie and the waves are much higher than we re used to.



What ya think we should do? I asked anxiously.



We re almost at South Hero Island…I checked the charts and there s a bay. We d should be safe in there. His concern was obvious.



Ok Joey whatever you say. It was about thirty minutes later when we dropped the anchor. We had already lowered the sails. The waves were higher than we d ever seen them- lake Champlain resembled the Atlantic Ocean. Ya know what Joey I m goddam scared.



Relax. Were safe here. Why don t you pour a couple of stiff ones buddy might as well start the party now he said laughing. We drank and ate the sandwiches and drank some more.



This is great Don ya know like being together like this…I m feeling so good like ya wouldn t believe.



Me too I lied I don t think I m gonna last too long. What with the excitement and the drinks I can hardly keep my eyes open.



Frig you ol buddy we re havin another drink. This was something I hadn t expected. He was almost bombed. If he got undressed and into his bunk leaving me here awake my problem could be worse than I could ve imagined.



Hey don t leave me here alone Joey wailed let s both have another. If this fucker s gonna roll over I think I d prefer to be sloshed. We both laughed but I wasn t sure why.



I awakened shortly thereafter with my head spinning like crazy but I fell asleep again. It was a strange but beautiful dream. I was being rocked as I d been as a little child. It was very comforting. the picture blurred momentarily to refocus on a pleasant feeling I had of my stomach being lightly massaged. I remembered my sounds of pleasure that became loud enough that woke myself. I remained still imagining I felt heat from a nearby body. When the drunken fog had finally dissipated I realized Joey was in the bunk with me and it was his hand that was holding my cock. Donnie are you awake? He asked whispering softly while he continuing to tug on my foreskin.



Yes Joey I finally replied trying to not show my excitement.



I m so sorry Donnie I I couldn t stop myself…it s been drivin me nuts… ya think ya could let me blow you Donnie?…You can pound my head after if ya want but just let me suck ya first. okay?



Sure go ahead Joey don t worry about it everything is gonna be fine buddy. I placed my hand gently on the back of his head and urged him onto my cock. The feeling was sublime. Hungrily he took me deeply into his throat it felt heavenly. I was already on the edge when he pressed a finger against my hole but it was when he licked the length of my shaft to swirl his tongue round my knob that I had to tell him Joey I m gonna cum. The thought that a part of me was inside of Joey Griffin just about blew my mind. It truly was a case of the utterly impossible dream coming true.



I m sorry Donnie…I feel like I fuckin well wanna die -.



Trust me Joey I butted in I could very easily have done the same thing I m glad you wanted me. My arms encircled the incredibly beautiful body that for such a long time I d craved. Frantically we fought to get a tongue into each other s mouth. I felt so happy and proud when I detected the lingering odor of my cum. Contented we rolled over on our side and fitting together like a pair of spoons waited to finally fall sleep.



Nibbling the back of Joey s neck while holding onto his treasures I couldn t stop wondering if it had all really happened. I thought the happiness I felt at that moment was the ultimate but I knew that wasn t so when he whispered Donnie I ve never felt as much happiness as I do right now.

Two guys seem to have no fear making their slave suck their rods and consoling him just the way they want to. The guy, however, gets huge ki…

The Doctor Is In

It was my first day back at work after spending two great weeks in Marbella with my wife it was the first time for over eighteen years we were able to go on holiday without our son who had now grown up and was old enough to look after himself.



As usual the first day back after a break can be very hectic and I was dashing from one office to another arranging various meetings and so forth when all of a sudden I was forced to sit down as I found difficulty breathing and a sharp pain in my chest.



It eventually subsided and I was able to resume my work but at the back of my mind was a fear that something was definitely wrong.



Being of the grand old age of fifty I thought it wise to visit my local doctor and when she told me she suspected a heart problem my world almost fell apart.



Luckily my job came with private medical insurance so within a week an appointment had been made to see a heart specialist and after a meeting with him for twenty minutes an exercise ECG was arranged for the following day.



One week later I was back with the specialist and the news was not good the ECG had shown some irregularities with my heart and this time an angiagram was arranged.



As I lay in the hospital bed after the angiagram the specialist arrived with the result and once again the news was no better he diagnosed angina and gave me a prescription for some tablets to ease the problem.



After two more visits to the specialist I was still suffering slightly with mild chest pains and another ECG was arranged plus a blood test to check my cholesterol level.



A week after I arranged to see the specialist again for what I hoped to be the last visit to find out the results from the tests.



As I walked into his office he was very polite and upbeat as he invited me to sit down.



“James the recent tests were very good it appears that the tablets are working well however the blood test shows you have a cholesterol lever of 5.9 so I’m afraid it’s more tablets for you ” he said as he handed me a prescription.



“How bad is it?” I enquired.



“Not that bad but let me check your blood pressure would you mind removing your shirt please and lay on the bed ” he asked politely.



I removed my shirt and lay down while he checked my blood pressure and then checked me over with his stethoscope.



“Your blood pressure is fine however with your permission I would like to conduct another test to see how you respond as your heart beats faster. Would you mind removing the rest of your clothes and lay back on the bed ” he said.



I was slightly mystified but did as he asked by removing my clothes and lying down again.



“This is slightly unorthodox but will give me a clear indication of how well the tablets are working so please bare with me while I do this.”



His hand grasped my penis and he gently ran his fingers up and down even in my confused state my penis was getting hard and causing me some embarrassment.



As my penis grew he took a firm grip and the only way I can describe it was he was wanking me off and even though I had never been touched by a man and the thought alone I found repulsive it was a pleasant feeling. I could feel my orgasm getting close and he seemed to sense it also and removed his hand. Once again he checked my blood pressure and seemed pleased by the result as he asked me to turn over.



“What I am going to do now may seem very out of the ordinary but please trust me that this is the best way for me to find out if everything is okay.”



Out of the corner of my eye I saw him undressing and I was about to get up to leave when his hands pressed against my shoulders pushing me back down.



“I would like you to raise your backside and support yourself on your knees ” he said.



I did as he asked and while I was in this position I felt a cold jelly like substance being rubbed into my arse hole. Then he inserted a finger inside me causing me to jerk forward he whispered in my ear to relax. I could now feel his cock against my hole my brain was saying this couldn’t be right but how could I argue with a specialist. The first couple of inches slipped inside me the pain was intense and I let out a groan as he pushed further into me. He took me through the pain barrier and I could now feel his balls against my arse as his entire cock penetrated me. There was no movement as I became used to having my hole filled and as soon as he felt me relax he pulled his cock backwards before plummeting once more deep into me I was beginning to enjoy the feel as he struck up a steady rhythm. I couldn’t believe I was being fucked by a man but the feeling inside me was amazingly nice and I could feel my cock throbbing as I neared a climax just then he let out a long moan and I could feel his warm liquid exploding inside me causing me to come as well. I lay exhausted his hot body still pressing down on me never before had I experienced anything so wild so taboo but so wonderful. He climbed off me and once more took my blood pressure and informed me all was well.



As I left his office I could still feel an ache in my arse but the ache wanted filling once more and now I looked forward to my next visit but sorry that it was three months away.

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Curious Whore

The fantasy had been going on for so long. We’d shared all of my fantasies and she knew how much they turned me on. We’d signed up for a couple of matchmaking internet sites and gotten a few replies but never had acted on them. Last week we’d gotten a reply from a man that wanted to make me his slave. We’d read it and she made me reply to him. I wasn’t sure that I could go through with any of it but she made me tell him about my fantasies and then she sent him some of the stories I’d written. When he wrote back again he told me that I was to meet him at a motel in a nearby city on Saturday. I knew that I couldn’t and wouldn’t go through with it and thought that was the end of it. I didn’t reply but we did have great sex while we talked about what I would do if I did reply.



The next weekend we decided to go to a concert and arranged for my parents to watch our daughter. We headed to the city to go to the show but on the way my wife pulled up in front of a motel and said “room 105”.



“What?” I asked.



“Get inside and go to room 105 that’s where he’s waiting for you.”



“What the hell are you talking about?”



“Get your ass inside now you don’t want to be late or who knows what he’ll do.”



My mind raced I didn’t know what to do but I slowly opened the door and got out of the car and she pulled away leaving me standing there. Almost in a trance I walked towards the motel and found myself standing in front of room 105. I knocked and could hear movement inside and then the door opened. There was a good looking man about my age standing there and he looked at me and said “Get on your knees.”



I looked around and started to try to walk into the room first but he just repeated “Get on your knees.”



I was standing on the front entryway in plain view of the street and anyone in the parking lot. There were some other people on the balcony farther down but I slowly dropped to my knees as he’d told me.



“What are you doing here?” he asked.



“You told me to meet you here.”



“I know I told you to meet me here but why did you?”



“I couldn’t help it” I replied.



“Because you’re a slut and you want my cum don’t you” he barked loud enough for the people down the hall to hear.



“Yes” I replied meekly.



“What I didn’t hear you” he said back again in a rather loud voice.



“Because I’m a slut and I want your cum” I said loud enough to satisfy him and to my embarrassment to catch the attention of the people down the hall.



“Then crawl in slut”



I crawled into the room on my knees. He took a couple of steps back so that he was standing next to the bed and told me to unbuckle his pants. I could see the bulge in his pants and my hands shook as I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I reached around his waist and started to slide his pants and underwear down. I could feel the knot in my stomach clenching tightly as I lifted the front of his underwear to free his cock as I slid them down. His cock was big and beautiful just as he’d told us and as my eyes fixed on it my head bent involuntarily forward to take it into my mouth. His hand went quickly to my forehead to keep me from it and a small moan escaped me. He took his cock in his hand and brushed it along my cheek. He slowly rubbed his hot cock all over my face eliciting one long whimper from me.



“Do you want to suck it?” he teased.



“Please let me suck it.”



“I’m not sure you really want it” he teased again.



“Oh please I want your cock. I want to suck it til you cum all over me. Please please let me suck your cock.”



“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue slut but don’t you dare suck it.”



I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out wanting his hot cock in my mouth more than anything. He wiped the head of his cock slowly along my tongue and again I moaned quietly. He stuck his cock into my mouth and slowly slid it back and forth not letting me suck on it. I could taste it and wanted it so badly that my balls ached and I thought I would cum in my pants.



“Yea you’re a little cock sucking whore listen to you moan” he taunted. He continued to slowly slide his cock in and out of my mouth and I could taste the musky flavor of his cock and feel the heat of it. My face was flush with excitement and I could feel the throbbing of my own cock when he finally said “Suck it.”



My mouth closed over his cock and I began to suck it ravenously. “Yea suck my cock slut. Suck it good. I’m going to cum all over you you whore. That’s want you want isn’t it?”



“Mmmmm” I moaned.



He pushed me away from him “Tell me that’s want you want slut!”



“Please that’s want I want. Let me suck your cock until you cum all over me. I’ll do anything you want please.”



“That’s right you’ll do anything I want. You’re my fucking slave now suck my cock.”



I lunged back at him needing his cock back in my mouth. Feverishly I sucked his cock bobbing my head up and down on it in rhythm with my hand stroking up and down the length of his fat shaft. He reached over and drew back the curtain on the front window of the room. I didn’t care I couldn’t have stopped sucking him even if I’d told myself that I wanted to. Even when I realized that the people that had been down the hall were now standing in front of the window I couldn’t bring myself to take his cock out of my mouth. There were three of them all men standing there at the window watching staring in amazement and fascination. They were each rubbing their cocks through their pants and my master turned to be sure that they got a good view. I could feel his cock start to grow even harder and I knew I was about to get my first taste of cum.



“Lean against the bed” he groaned. I shifted around on the floor so that I was sitting next to the bed and leaning back against it. He stood in front of me and then leaned into me his hands extended on the bed behind me and began to fuck my face. His back was now to the window and the men could see his ass move back and forth as he shoved his cock in and out of my mouth.



“Don’t you swallow it” he croaked as I felt his body tense. I felt the first huge rush of cum shoot into my mouth. I couldn’t have taken another drop in my mouth without swallowing or choking when he pulled his cock out and stroked it quickly. Spurt after spurt shot out of his cock landing hot on my face. I whimpered and cum began to pour from my swollen prick filling my pants.



He stepped away and I could see the three guys still looking in the window as I sat there on the floor with my mouth full of cum and more dripping down my face. “Open your mouth” he commanded. I leaned my head back my eyes closing savoring the erotic taste and feel of the cum all over me I opened my mouth so that the guys at the window could see the cum filling it to overflowing. “Now you can swallow it slut!”



The guys stared in through the window as I drank down the hot load in my mouth. I could feel two sharp throbs of my cock forcing more cum out of me in response to the arousal of swallowing down that cum while they stared.



“Now go to the door and invite them in. Tell them you need more”



Again or still in a daze I went to the door and opened it. “Please come in. I need more cock. I need all the cum you can give me.”



The men hurried through the door and my master told me “First sit in the chair so I can show them what a whore you are.” I went to the chair in the corner and sat down while the four of them watched me.



“You came in your pants from sucking me didn’t you?”.



“Yes” I croaked.



“Open up your pants and show them how turned on you got from me cumming in your face.”



I unbuckled my pants and pulled my pants and underwear down past my still hard but fading cock. The cum was all over my cock and my underwear and strings of it stretched obscenely as I pulled my underwear away from my cock.



“Wipe yourself up you disgusting slut.”



I wiped my hand over my crotch collecting as much of the cum that had spilled there as I could.



“Now lick your hand clean.” Said one of the men that was standing there.



Obediently I licked the cum from my hand as my master told me to take off my clothes.



“Now get on the bed and you’re going to get the fucking a whore deserves.”



I laid back on the bed but he told me to get on my hands and knees.



As I turned and got onto all fours my cock dangled heavily under me and could feel it growing hard again. I looked over and watched them undress and my cock began to throb and my asshole ached to be fucked. The first guy came around in front of me and before I new even what was happening he shoved his cock into my mouth. His cock was rock hard from watching my command performance and he began to roughly fuck my face. He reached under me and grabbed hold of my nipples and began tugging on them pulling me forward as he thrust his hips and shoved his cock down my throat. I had to quickly relax my throat to keep from choking but it was obvious that he didn’t care. My mouth was just a hole for him to use. I was only more turned on by being used so roughly and the tugging on my nipples made me ache for even more. I felt the cold sensation of lube on my ass and the pressing of a cock quickly followed it. I forced my ass back onto it trying everything to satisfy the aching in my balls. I felt the hard cock slide slowly into me and hips soon pressing against my ass. He grabbed my hips and soon there was a rhythm with me slamming back and forth between the cock in my mouth and the one in my ass.



I could hear the whirring of a video camera but was too immersed in my primal lust to care. The man in my mouth couldn’t stand it for long and I felt him pulse and his cum began to pour into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could and he pulled out and left the rest dripping down my chin and mixing with the load on my face. When he stepped away I could see that two of the other guys couldn’t wait their turn and there was one bent over in front of me getting his ass fucked by the other. I moaned at the sight as I watched and felt the cock continuing to saw in and out of my ass.



The man that had cum in my mouth handed me something and told me to wipe the cum off my face. I didn’t really want to wipe the cum off my face and it seemed strange that he would let me when I realized that he’d handed me my cum soaked underwear. “Wipe it” he commanded.



I wiped the underwear around my face mostly smearing the cum all over but wiping some up too. He took the underwear from me and put it on the bed in front of me and forced me face down into it. I dropped from all fours to be on my knees with my face buried in the bed. The man that was fucking me leaned forward and began to fuck me even harder forcing my face down into the bed. I could feel my face slide around in the puddle of cum that I was forced into and I could feel the cock in my ass swell with arousal of what they were forcing me to do.



The first hot spurts of cum blasted inside my ass and I moaned into the sticky mess in my face. He quickly pulled out and shot gob after gob onto my back and I just moaned helplessly. As he slowly recovered from his orgasm he reached forward and grabbed me by the hair. He lifted my head to watch the last of the orgasm that the man in front of me was having. He grabbed the hips of the guy he was fucking and I could see him convulse for what seemed like forever. By the time he stepped back I could see the cum running out of the ass and down the leg of the guy bent over in front of me. As soon as the guy that was being fucked began to recover he turned and backed into me. He pushed his ass back towards me and I couldn’t help but extend my tongue to lick the cum from around his hole. I heard him moan and my cock throbbed even more in response.



“Yea clean up his ass good you little cum slut” I heard my master spit.



I could see from the corner of my eye that he was still filming but I still didn’t care. All I could think about was satisfying my lust. I licked greedily at the cum flowing steadily out of his ass and licked up and down his thighs. Moaning with each mouthful that I swallowed. When I’d thoroughly cleaned him he moved around behind me and flipped me over onto my back. He lifted my legs and put them over his shoulders and I watched his huge cock push against my ass. He dropped onto me sinking his cock all the way to his balls forcing a short gasp out of me. “Oh god yea fuck me hard” I blurted.



“Someone put a cock in this slut’s mouth to shut him up” he called to the others.



They all seemed to be revived again by then and my master set the camera on the table to film as they all piled onto the bed around me. The guy fucking me was the only one in the room that hadn’t cum yet and he seemed to be taking it out on my ass. He grabbed my ankles forcing them even farther back lifting my ass up off the bed and he slammed his hips forward throwing all of his weight onto me and shoving the full length of his cock into me with each thrust.



I was suddenly surrounded by all three of the other guys and I quickly took a cock in each hand guiding one to my mouth. I tried to pleasure all of them at once raising my ass to meet his forceful thrusts and stroking and sucking every cock I could reach. They each told me what a dirty slut I was and that they were going to finish using me until there was nothing left. I felt my cock begin a slow contraction and I was so used up that the cum began to slowly pour from my cock in a steady stream rather than a convulsive spurt. I felt the guy in my ass swell impossibly harder and his cock throb before I felt his hot cum squirt inside me. It seemed that each of the cocks over me began to throb and cum in unison each of them shooting huge loads all over my face and body. The guy fucking my ass slid slowly out of me and dropped my legs which fell limply against the bed.



My arms splayed out to my sides and I was barely conscious as they got dressed and left. It was an hour later before I realized that I was lying on the bed in full view of the window with cum dripping from my ass and covered from my head to my thighs with more cum than I’d ever imagined. My wife was sitting in the chair in the corner waiting for me to wake up holding a videocassette.

Boy gets seduced and fucked

Doctor Doctor Ch. 04

I spent the next few days in a daze. I wanted to make an appointment with the doctor but I knew that the nurses in the office were getting suspicious. I decided on another tact and went over to his place knocking on the door my heart pounding.



The doctor’s wife answered the door and smiled in surprise.



“Hey how are you?”



“Good. Is the doc home?” I asked as she let me into the room.



“No he was called away on an emergency but he should be home in a little while. Do you want to wait for him?”



“Well maybe I should come back later ” I answered wanting all the time to stay and hoping she would insist that I do.



“You don’t have to leave. Stay with me and we’ll both wait together ” she said inviting me to sit down.



I sat down still a little nervous. />


“I’m glad you came over ” she said. “I have been wanting to talk to you anyway.”



“Oh?”



“Yes since the other night I haven’t been able to get the picture of you fucking and being fucked out of my mind. I wanted to talk to you about it.”



I sat back in the chair and started to relax a little. Why not spend a little time waiting for the doctor to come home talking about sex with his wife. In my mind I thought that maybe this was going to lead to something too. Anyway I think I was hoping for it to.



“What would you like to know?” I asked smiling at her as she sat across from me.



“Well I just wanted to know how a man like yourself would start seeing other men when you have a wife at home?”



I hesitated when she brought up the subject about having a wife.



“Don’t feel ashamed ” she quickly added. “I’ve known about my husbands fascination with men for a long time but I’ve never seen him act on it before. I know he goes out to meet men but you’re the first one he has ever brought home.”



I just sat there are looked at her not knowing exactly what to say. I felt my face getting a little red and looked down at my feet.



“I’m sorry if I embarrassed you ” she said. “I’m just trying to understand the attraction that’s all.”



I took a deep breath.



“Well as far as your husband and I are concerned it all started rather innocently ” I finally had the courage to say.



I proceeded to tell her now we had met and started. She listened very intently smiling now and then as I continued with the story. After I finished she just sat back in her chair and looked at me. I wasn’t sure if I should maybe get up and leave right then but again she stopped me.



Just as she was about to say something the phone rang.



“Excuse me ” she said as she rushed off to answer it.



I couldn’t hear much of the conversation but after a minute or two she returned with a big smile on her face.



“That was a friend of ours. He’s coming over in a few minutes. I asked him to because I thought you might want to meet him and I for sure wanted him to meet you.”



“Oh and why is that?” I asked.



“I’m sure that my husband and him have been seeing each other for quite some time now and I thought it would be nice for him to meet his competition so to speak.”



The doorbell rang and she got up to answer it. Letting her friend into the apartment she led him over and introduced us. We shook hands and he sat down beside me. Where was this leading I wondered as I tried to look nonchalant about the whole situation.



After a few minutes of small talk the doctor’s wife got right to the subject.



Looking at her friend she said “John I know that you and my husband have been seeing each other for some time now. I just wanted you to meet someone who is also seeing my husband.”



John looked at me and smiled but didn’t say anything.



“I’ve watched the two of them make love and fuck each other and I was wondering ” letting her voice trail off not finishing the sentence.



I looked at her then John as he sat staring at her.



“I know what you’re wondering ” John finally said a grim look on his face. “You’re wondering if I am jealous of this guy aren’t you?”



“No not exactly ” she answered quickly. “I was wondering if you would like to make love with my husbands lover that’s all.”



John and I looked at each other.



“You mean you want to watch us make love is that right?” he said smiling almost leering at her.



“Yes I would love to see the two of us make love to each other so I could watch your hard cocks fucking each other and your mouths sucking of each other filling your mouths with your hot come.”



I sat very still through all of this listening to and watching the two of them.



The room fell quiet for a minute as everyone tried to think of something to say. As we sat there John put his hand on my thigh. I jumped a little and then settled back further in the chair. Were we going to fuck in front of this curious woman or was this all a fantasy of hers. Without a word spoken John’s hand started moving up my thigh. I didn’t look at him or try to stop him. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen but I definitely wanted to be there at that moment. I wanted to see if he would go for her challenge or not.



His hand rubbed across my crotch lightly and I felt my erection starting to push against my pants. His hand rubbed across me again only this time a little harder. He felt the bulge in my pants and I swear I heard a little groan come out of his mouth as he felt my hardness. I let him continue to rub my erection as it grew inside my pants. Finally moving a little towards him I turning my body so he could see the bulge in my pants and have more direct access to it. I looked into his eyes as he concentrated on what he was doing but he looked up and smiled at me still not saying anything.



I moved a little closer to him again and he reached up and started to undo my shirt one button at a time. I watched him as he did and he seemed to be in a daze as he finally reached the final button pulling my shirt open and baring my chest.



I leaned forward and let him take my shirt off. He moved right next to me and leaned into me gently taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking on it. I reached up and held his head against me as he continued to lick and suck on my nipple. He moved over to the other nipple and soon had it standing straight out from my chest. His tongue was soft against me and I held his head a little harder against me.



He finally looked up and I leaned forward our lips meeting in a soft kiss. He responded by moving closer and we started exploring each other’s mouth with our tongues as he continued to rub my chest and pinch my nipples. After a few minutes his hand ran down my bare chest and I felt him trying to undo my pants. I leaned back and watched him undo them completely my erection straining against my shorts and in plain view. Again I heard him groan a little as he eyed me. I stood up and watched the doctor’s wife as I pulled my pants down and off my erection standing straight out pointing at her.



She had a glazed look in her eyes and was staring at my erection as if she had never seen one before. I felt John’s hands on my ass as I stood there and his tongue lick up my crack. I stepped back towards him and leaned forward a little. He spread my cheeks and I felt his tongue exploring my hole pressing against it and licking all around it. I looked around at him and saw the telltale bulge in his pants. It looked enormous and I knew I wanted to see it.



I stepped forward and turned to him. Reaching down I undid his pants as quickly as I could and then took them off him. His erection was a thing of beauty. His cock was standing straight up in the air its head pointing at me its veins sticking out along his length. I took it in my hand and he groaned again. I ran my hand up and down him a few times but wanted more so I leaned down and took him into my mouth savoring the taste of his precum that had gathered in his slit.



He reached over and held my head as I sucked on him. His head was so soft and his shaft was as hard as it could have been. He was groaning more as I continued to suck him. Suddenly I felt his hand on my cock again. I moved closer to him and as I continued to suck him he rubbed my cock up and down.



“I want to taste you ” he said softly as he lifted my head off his cock. “I want to feel your cock in my mouth.”



I stepped forward and he opened his mouth. I pushed my cock slowly into his mouth running my head slowly across his lips and then down to the back of his throat. He half gagged as I hit the back of his throat so I pulled out of him a little still keeping myself inside him. He started to suck me as I held his head in my hands trying to keep his head in place as he started to move up and down my cock sucking harder.



As I held on to the back of his head I thrust my hips at him slowly signaling him that I wanted to fuck his mouth. He understood immediately and sat back in the chair my cock popping out of his mouth.



“Oh yes. I want you to fuck my mouth ” he said pulling me towards him and opening his mouth again to receive me.



I stepped into him and thrust my hips forward my cock again hitting the back of his throat. This time he didn’t gag and I started to thrust in and out of him. After a few minutes he wrapped his hand around the base of my cock and held me as I continued thrusting in and out of him. Soon I felt my balls tingle a little and then exploded into his mouth my come splashing against the top of his mouth.



He groaned loudly when I came and started to swallow over and over again as I emptied my balls into him. I felt my cock spew its load into him three or four times as he swallowed all of it. Finally I was finished coming and just stood in front of him my cock softening in his mouth as he licked it gently trying to get more of my come out of me. He finally let my cock slide out of his mouth and looked up at me.



“You taste so sweet ” he said still holding onto my cock. “I love the taste of come.”



My legs were shaking a little so I sat down beside him on the seat and reached over taking his hard cock in my hand. I was gone by now. I was so into this that the next thing I said surprised even me.



“I’d love to taste your come too but I’d rather feel your cock up my ass.”



“Oh man I’d love to fuck you ” he said standing up to take off his shirt. I watched him as he stood in front of me. “I love the taste of your ass too.”



I got off the seat and laid down on the floor facing up at him. I could see his cock twitching a little as he lowered himself over me. I lifted my legs up and he held them apart as he pointed his hard cock at my ass hole. I wanted to watch his face as he pounded my ass. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs apart even more lifting me up a little further into the air as he lowered himself until his cock was pushing against my hole.



“I need a little lubricating ” I said.



“Let me help ” I heard the doctor’s wife say and suddenly she was down between us sucking on my ass hole and on John’s hard cock.



I wasn’t in any position to help so I watched the two of them. John had his eyes closed and his head thrown back as she expertly sucked on him licking up and down his length leaving her saliva in small gobs on his cock. She leaned down and licked my hole running her tongue around it in small circles again leaving her saliva on it.



After a minute or two she sat up.



“There I hope that helps ” she said sitting down beside us on the seat watching us intently.



I felt John’s cock against my hole again and he pushed into me with a sudden lunge. There was no pain to speak of but I felt more pressure than I had before because he was larger than I had ever had in me. The pressure grew as he pushed into me until finally I felt his balls against my cheeks. I looked up at him.



“Fuck me hard ” I said trying to push up against his first thrust. “Fuck me.”



He started to thrust in and out of my ass taking his time as I felt the head of his cock rubbing against the walls of my canal every time he thrust fully into me. I relaxed as much as I could and started to really enjoy his cock. He moved me up on my shoulders a little more and was now thrusting down and up filling my ass with his hard cock fully every thrust in.



“God that feels good ” I said looking at his eyes. “I love your cock inside me. It fills my ass completely. I want to feel you come inside me.”



That spurred him on a bit and he started to thrust faster. I heard him grunt once before feeling his cock start spewing his hot come down into my ass. I groaned as I felt him come and my ass felt warm as he spurted into me over and over again. He closed his eyes and groaned loudly as he emptied himself into me. He finished coming and just stood holding himself against my ass as tightly as he could trying to get all his come into me.



I caught a glimpse of the doctor’s wife’s face as he started to pull out of me and she had a big grin on her face a lusty look in her eyes and was licking her lips as John’s cock popped out of my ass.



“God that felt good ” I said as he lowered my legs. “I loved your cock inside me.”



“I’m glad you did because I loved fucking you ” he answered with a wry grin. “I’ve never fucked the doc but from now on its definitely going to be on the agenda.”



“That was so beautiful ” the doctor’s wife said. “Watching to two of you the hardness the passion the needing. That was beautiful.”



I just looked at her and smiled. John was getting his clothes on as I sat on the floor watching him.



“Maybe you two should get together with my husband some night ” she said looking first at me and then at John. “I’d love to watch the three of you make love.”



“I’d like that ” John said as he finished putting his clothes on. ‘I’d like that very much.”



“Me too ” I responded smiling up at him.



“Well I have to go ” he said as he started towards the front door.



“When are you free again John?” the doctor’s wife asked.



“I don’t know ” he said as he reached the door. “Have the doc call me.”



He opened the door and then looked at me.



“Next time I want to feel your cock inside my ass ” he said. “I want to feel what it’s like to be fucked by a hard cock and want to feel it come inside me.”



I just nodded and he left closing the door quietly behind him. I looked at the doctor’s wife and grinned.



“I’d better be going too ” I said as I stood up reaching for my clothes.



“I’m sorry ” she said watching me get dressed “if I pushed you into something you didn’t want to do.”



“You didn’t ” I answered. “I wanted it. The more I get fucked the more I want it. Do you understand that?”



“Yes I know what you’re saying.”



“Well tell the doc I was here and am sorry I missed him ” I said as I reached the door.



“He’ll be the one who is sorry ” she answered smiling broadly at me.



I went out the door and when I got to my car I just sat there for a few minutes. My ass wasn’t sore but I could feel John’s come oozing out of it. Fuck I thought I had just been fucked by a perfect stranger. I wanted more. I loved the feeling of a hard cock up my ass so much I was ready for another. My mind started thinking of where I could go to get fucked as I started the car.



On the way home I drove past a park. I slowed down and tried to see if there was anyone in it but it was too dark. As I came around a corner I saw a man entering the park. He looked around to see if anyone was watching him and then disappeared into the darkness. I quickly found a parking spot and got out of the car walking slowly over towards where I had seen the man go. I looked around and then walked into the park.



My heart was pounding a little in my chest but I knew what I wanted. I hadn’t gone very far when I heard a voice in the darkness.



“Hey buddy you want to get fucked?”



I stopped and turned towards the voice. I couldn’t see anyone so started walking again. What the hell was I doing? Was I becoming so engrossed in wanting a cock in my ass that I would do anything to get it? Again I heard the voice.



“Hey don’t walk away. I’d love to fuck you with my big hard cock ” it said again stopping me in my tracks.



I thought oh what the hell. This is what you came for isn’t it? I took a few steps towards the voice and was soon thigh deep in bushes. I stumbled a little in the darkness but kept going and found a man standing his cock out of his pants standing against a tree. I couldn’t make out his features but he had a long thick cock and I wanted it.



I walked over to him and leaned against the tree pulling my pants down around my ankles. He moved behind me and I felt his cock pushing against my ass hole. I leaned forward a little more and he entered me. I groaned quietly as he pushed himself completely into me and started to thrust in and out. He grunted every time he entered me fully and I leaned over more my ass completely at his disposal.



He fucked me for what seemed like forever then I heard him groan as his cock exploded inside me his hot come spewing up into me warming my ass again. He thrust into me a few more times and then quickly pulled out of me. Before I could turn around I heard his zipper being pulled up and a rustle of the bushes as he disappeared. I stood for a few minutes my pants still around my ankles watching the bushes maybe hoping someone else would join me.



I didn’t see or hear anyone so I pulled my pants up and went back out of the bushes the way I had come. I stopped when I got out of them and listened again. Still no one. I started towards my car but stopped. Maybe I could find someone else to fuck me. I turned and started back into the darkness of the park. By the time I got back to my car I had been fucked four times by different sizes of cocks and had four different loads of come now pouring out of my ass. As I drove home I could feel the wetness on the back of my pants but I didn’t care.



I had been fucked six times that night and I knew I would be back for more. It didn’t matter that I never knew who the guy was who was fucking me in the park the only thing that mattered was that I had a hard cock up my ass. I was turning into a fiend about it and again I didn’t care. All I could think about was having a cock pounding in and out of my ass no matter where or with whom.

Boys share their friend?s ass

The Consummate Game

Tay Jay circled the room. Plasma TV view of the park Mardi Gras tiles on the kitchen floor custom made cabinets large walk in closets in the bedrooms. This has everything he said trying not to emphasis his astonishment. I like it. The penthouse had a large open living room that felt like being inside a menagerie. The private pool reflected blue shards of white light into the east side windows. The motion was close to the rippling of a man s back in the way of passion. But the place wasn t about passion. It was about working to get a nut. At least that s what crossed Tay Jay s mind.



Dinner yachts could be seen from a telescope. The night visor kicked in at the flip of a button. High tech shit as some called it. Dwight nervously surveyed the man in the room with a poker face and calculated precision too afraid to show that he was uncomfortable. Tay Jay had worn his hair in true thug fashion plaits hung from all sides weighed down by bullet barrettes that made little metallic clinks when he moved. He looked like a comic book vigilant that would reload his pistols by drawing ammo from his head.



Dwight was a frat boy could have been only his slight off center kept him from fitting the mold. He liked it that way most of the time. It was how he stayed comfortable in his own skin. He d never considered that it might have had something to do with his sexuality until that night high above midtown where he let another man s cock inside his ass as part of the obscure bargain.



So we go n do this or what? Tay Jay seemed to be on edge. The state prosecutor had told him he was looking at five to ten. What choice did he have? Freedom came at a cost he might have paid a hundred times over behind bars. So when the attorney came to him talking about an alternative he listened. All he had to do was spend the night with a client. Five to ten defending his ass or a single night giving it up to some rich white dude and walking out of the penthouse a free man the next day.



You ll be back with your girl as soon as tomorrow maybe simple as that no one will be the wiser. Just do this one thing for my client. The words were sardonic. The representation was needed. Sleep with the man and freedom was just six inches and ten minutes into an uncharted future. Do whatever he says. Sell out. Sell it or go to prison and have it taken from you. That was the counter point. A second arrest for possession more than 15 grams the choice was simple sign up for the alternative. Sleep with the faggot.



He kept wishing he was high of all the nights to be fucking level he thought. He wanted to go into the bathroom and take a hit from his stash but remembered he left it in the car. Too much confusion. Tay Jay looked from Dwight to the attorney sitting at the bar stirring a cocktail pretending that nothing was going down.



They were waved away you can fuck in the bedroom. The words tore at the poker-faced man calling himself Dwight. Still he walked toward Tay Jay with an extended hand. Thoughts went through Tay s mind while looking at that hand the palm turned slightly upward the ease in which Dwight willed himself to accept another mans touch his eyes were nonchalant about the nature of Tay s sex there was something familiar in them. The two men hesitated.



The attorney sat down his glass and motioned toward the front door. Either of you are free to go. As I said you would not be forced to keep your end of the deal. I can not reverse the judge s decision Tay. But there are other things in your file that could become known. Your call.



Tay saw himself already across the large room back to the Vestibule home to his girl s sofa bed and supple warm breast. Only he stood still and took Dwight s hand. Good the attorney continued. The distance between the men closed like miles. You both have secrets to keep. If you want them kept you will indulge us with a little entertainment.



Dwight stood looking at Tay Jay with a closed mouth stare then at the attorney who had connections in places high enough to put justice on hold. The tension in the room was insurmountable. The attorney came from behind the bar drink in hand. Please gentlemen I am just the messenger – my employer can be a very tactful man.



Tay moved in close to Dwight with a stare that saturated the man s eyes demanding to know what kind of game was at hand. Tay stepped forward and tagged Dwight hard on the shoulder but he didn t flinch.



Dwight was actually hoping not to go through with the tryst but there he was and there Tay was. He is no better off than you he told himself. Tay Jay looked back and forth at the attorney then Dwight. It was twisted. A fucking rich man s game of real TV.



We know what will happen to you Mr. Harrison so I wonder if Mr. Barrington would also like to force our hand? The attorney s question went unanswered at first but the scowl on Tay Jay s face demanded some type of response.



Dwight spoke. Could we please just get this over with?



The answer was a silence that said the game would continue. The bullets dangled heavy how many women had he paid for sex called whores out of disrespect? Dwight looked from Tay back to the attorney and reluctantly removed his belt pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. The action was repeated and both men stood before the other like meat. Showers at the gym football practice it was no different just pretend dude was a bitch. Six inches between myself and getting out of this mess was the thought.



Dwight dropped his shorts revealing a girthy cock. Oh my the attorney responded giddy. This is going to be interesting.



Shit Tay Jay gasped you fucking like dick. He removed his underwear with the cockiness of a guy who had the biggest fattest cock in the locker room. The attorney bore back a lascivious grin. Might as well enjoy this Tay said and grabbed at Dwight s tender ass. The violence that resulted was unexpected and Tay went toppling over a small table.



I m not your bitch motherfucker! The little bullets barely had time to settle from the fall before they were back in motion and both men were at each other s throats. It took some effort to release the man pinned at the end of his arm but Tay did so instantly. The mention of his dealer s address stopped him cold followed by a simple look that solicited the same from Dwight. The attorney didn t have to make his threat any clearer.



Get the fuck off me Dwight ordered.



Get the fuck of me what?



Pretty fuckin PLEASE. At that point the men were not only face to face but dick to cock.



Good the attorney chimed. Now that things are settled gentleman you are both here for the amusement of my employer and those that have mutual interest. He moved to face them his tall slim frame seemed impenetrable in his unwavering authority. If nothing else he was professional.



Why are you doing this Dwight asked revealing a slight southern accent.



Shouldn t the question be why are YOU doing this Mr. Barrington? Let me put it another way. A lot of powerful people have put up a lot of money to see how this scenario will turn out. The young man settled and got to his feet lowered his head and said nothing.



They entered the bedroom as requested circled to either end of the mattress and turned back to the door. There was a mirror on the north wall and a view of the skyline from a patio. You really just going to watch? Wouldn t you prefer to join us? Dwight glanced at the Black man standing next to him swinging his dick mockingly at the lawyer.



Actually the attorney responded I m stepping out to grab something to eat. The two of you can decide who fucks whom first.



Didn t know I had an option Tay smirked.



There are always options Mr. Harrison. Thought both yours and Mr. Barrington s profiles suggest a strong aversion to homosexual situations isn t that the case?



The prosecutor closed the door laughing for his own amusement. Tay stopped twirling his cock and it fell limp between his thighs. Dwight tried to avoid eye contact. He heard Tay fall onto the bed seemingly comfortable in his nakedness. Time surrendered to silence. Little red lights in several corners of the room reminded them that they were being watched.



You scared of this dick Tay Jay quipped when Dwight didn t sit down. You heard what the man said. The sooner we get this over with the better. Tay got up from the bed and walked to the window. He sized Dwight up seeing for the first time that there was something delicate but frightening.



What they got on you to make you pull this fag shit Tay Jay asked. You two know each other? Is that what this is because I can t see how a country frat boy could end up in some shit like this. This some fucking game you two play? That really your boyfriend?



Fuck you! You don t know me.



I know some bullshit when I hear it Tay glared out the corner of his eye. I just came here to get what s in that file.



Yeah. And then what? You think that will be the end of it? You saying you re not afraid that you might the plea almost sounded tearful.



That I might what?



Nothing. You came here for the same reason I did.



Funny but you haven t said what you came here for. I know one thing I ain t afraid of nobody especially no punk. Both men knew it wasn t true. An hour passed before another word was spoken and then it was in whispered tones.



I came here because the attorney knew stuff that nobody else could know. Shit that if it got out Dwight moved toward the bedroom door then back to the bathroom. I owe the wrong people a lot of money. I lost it all my home the car and then my family. I need to get it back. These guys they have a way of fixing things.



Don t fuck with me about this they shit. Who s they? I should beat your ass right now! Give you bitch ass fags a show like you ain t seen!



The room echoed slight sound of the night and sky. A helicopter passed over the building and could be seen shredding the tension on the horizon. Dwight broke down into sobs. Oh so you re the only man in this room? Well fuck you. If that s what it takes for you to get it up then do it. Dwight turned to face the stranger. It s no less than I deserve.



There was a moment between them a commonality that for an invisible second brought them closer. Dwight sat on the edge of the bed and said nothing. He lowered his head into the palms of his hands and pointed to a box on top of a nightstand. Tay walked over and picked it up. His pulse raced as he broke the seal. Inside were photos of what he had feared. The attorney had joked earlier we know you did last summer. The photos should not have existed. The crime had been filed as unsolved years prior to the date but there they were.



Dwight had a similar file. In it was evidence of an affair he d had outside of his marriage. His wife knew nothing about it. A watch he stole and lost in a bad poker hand sat at the bottom still ticking. It was all there and all so impossible that they had been that close to his life. A crumpled slip of paper had a hand written date on it – his own writing. It was the day he had taken Becky to get an abortion. He remembered how hard it had been for him to talk her into it. He even went so far as to promise he d leave his wife and marry her so they could do it right. She believed him.



It was there. Pieces of their lives that they had thought belonged to no one. Tay looked at the man on the bed doubting that he was even there doubting that anything happening to him in that moment was real. He wanted to believe that he d gotten some bad shit but knew that wasn t the case.



He put everything back closed the box and looked around the room shaken. They hadn t tried to hide the cameras he thought out load. If we fuck he went on that ll be one more thing they ll have on us. Tay walked over and sat on the bed. Dwight moved away from his naked body.



Did you know what was in my file Tay Jay asked trying to keep his voice steady.



No. I don t want to know anything else. Not my business.



The man who had held a stark gaze in the living room now looked disconcerted his face revealed his desperation. He brushed Tay Jay s hand unintentionally and let the touch linger.



They have stuff dating back five years I don t understand. There s shit in that box that I barely know about and it s all about me.



Dwight lowered his head again. I ve been here off and on like this for a month trying to bargain for the money to put my life back in order.



Tay took a hard breath not wanting to believe any of it. He got up and moved over to the sliding door. It opened onto the roof. He cracked it briefly then closed it again waiting for what Dwight had to offer. So your saying you asked for this? These guys make a game of humiliation and psychological crap and you asked for it?



No. I had no choice. What else could I do? My wife moved out and even if I get the money to get our house back…



Why should I trust anything you have to say? As far as I m concerned you re just another mother fucker that I can t relate to.



But I m telling you the truth. If you walk out of here you ll wish you hadn t. I know because my father used to be one of them.



The familiarity in the eyes made since. You re the son of that shade tree preacher who built a mega church from selling prayer cloths and a bucket of hope? Fuck. No wonder you looked familiar. Tay Jay laughed at the irony. I remember the story from a couple of years back. You told the press your Daddy s hand worked the miracle of God even though you knew he was Tay stopped. Bullshit he paced the room not knowing how to react the implications suddenly appeared more sound. The Preacher had had an empire but lost it after being accused of activities similar to what the attorney described.



Dwight appeared more agitated you are the first person to recognize me in years. It seems like a lot of people are unaware you know.



Well I ain t stupid about the world I only sound like a nig…



That s not what I meant Dwight stammered and reached for Tay Jay. It was then that the lock on the door clicked and the attorney stepped into the room. He stared at Tay then at Dwight as though waiting for some sort of trained response.



Interesting. Maybe I should change my wager. Dwight realized he was holding the naked man s arm and released it to the attorney s amusement. Gentlemen the refrigerator is stocked and the house is yours for as long as you need to get to know each other. You are our guest here. Make yourselves at home. I ll be going have to meet with a senator in the morning.



The attorney left and was not heard from all night. The two men ate and let most of the time pass without consummating the promise. At around four in the morning Tay paced back and forth by then oblivious and unimpressed by the things around him. Both men had been thinking about the sex and it was before them like a symbolic crossroad. They talked about pussy to avoid the subject of the two dicks in the room. Tay had spent a lot paying for pussy Dwight had thrown away winnings on it this one sucked cock the best that one couldn t take it up the ass because the dick was too thick cunts anyway they laughed intoxicated as much by the moment as the liquor. Things had been like that for a while the attorney and the client had become a non-issue.



Dwight s resistance to Tay had gone he actually wanted the moment to come to fruition. The arousal he d felt creeping in and then subsiding all night slowly overcame the stress. Tay was the symbol of all that he loathed and everything that he needed he felt that neither of them had anywhere to turn. I m going to shower he said finally leaving the Black man to thoughts unknown.



The warm water did more than just arouse him it made him hungry for the uncharted map of another man s cock and body. Unlike the time before he wasn t angry he was remorseful. Had he denied some absolute truth? He felt a hurt within him that had been with him for many of his years and for the first time he was willing to give into it and move on. It was only then did the tears start to flow. He kept his head hung low to avoid the electric eye of the camera. He didn t know how many men had tuned in to the see his life unfold in such a way. The very same show his voyeuristic father helped start now stared his own son. It had started with the taping of confessions then using those to get people to dig further into their pockets. But what did that matter? From the front side of the lens he was no longer in a position to change things and wasn t sure if he wanted to.



The curtain slid back but no words were spoken. Tay got in behind him. It was a little past five and the sun would be coming up. This time there will be no forfeit he thought to himself and the realization turned into a relaxed submission. They had tried earlier but failed. Just let it happen. Jay took him hard from behind.



Squishy slaps of wet flesh echoed off the tiled wall the muffled cry of pain clinched back in the clumsy moment of fucking straight men. The alternative punishment inflicted on his body from the girth of a full-grown cock elicited a moan. The full length of feeling from Tay s cock drew up within his balls tingled in his toes trembled uncontrollably in his legs pulling from him pleasure that he wouldn t have known.



Tay found that he wanted the sensation to last play long in the ass that he so horrifyingly took at first. It stretched and bled. Tay wanted the man sex and told himself that it was ok he was doing the fucking so it was ok. One hand fumbled for Dwight s breast while the other reached around to play with the pussy that wasn t there. What his hand found was a hard cock. He grabbed it he stroked it as his own. Dwight gasped at the surprise the sperm moved up from his sack and into his shaft and for the few remaining minutes that they were connected they moved with the grace Dwight and Tay Jay had only thought possible with a woman.



The knowledge spewed from both of them in the form of release. Both men cried out in pleasure Dwight pleading for it to both stop and continue Tay knowing that the next moment would be him on the bottom. Dwight s head hung low and he saw his sperm flow down the shower drain with a tinge of pink. I m bleeding. Tay stabbed at him hard with his cock uncaring kneading for his own pleasure I m bleeding you have to stop.



Just a little more he said and wouldn t give up the sweetness of Dwight s insides.



No he gasped with his cock twitching and convulsing more jizz with each remaining thrust of Tay s orgasm we have to stop. PLEASE! It fucking HURTS too much! Dwight twisted around forcing Tay from him at an unusual angle that gave them both unexpected pleasure. The sudden empty feeling in Dwight s rectum was a relief but only for an instant before the throbbing set in. He felt suddenly as if the entire world was aware of what he had done. The entire world felt as if it were exploding from his ass. He held on to Tay to steady himself expecting to be pushed away instead what he found Tay holding on.



He had become concerned for his concubine even if only for the selfish reason of wanting to experience again the kind of sex he never knew existed but partly always wanted. Jacking Dwight was like jacking himself and he swore in his head that for a moment his cock was somehow inside Dwight s. The thickness felt like two cocks and there was something powerful about having held that having taken that having milked that.



Dwight made his way out of the shower and onto the toilet with Tay s help. His legs felt weak. Fuck. Could you give me a minute please. Tay backed out slowly not wanting to leave partly afraid that he d never have the feeling again. For that moment Dwight seemed to be the only person on earth that could give him pleasure the only man who had pleased him like no woman ever had. His orgasm had came fast and unexpected. Dwight had something in him that no one else did.

After he made his way to the bed and settled down he wondered if it was the same with other men. His thoughts moved forward to the next encounter as he fingered his cock forgetting where he was and what he was but the moment found him fast. By the time Dwight came out of the bathroom first morning light pored into the room. In Tay s eyes Dwight was the fag and he protested giving up his own ass but did so in order to get the file.



They fucked for a second time on the bed with Dwight taking his time. He didn t just plow into Tay but let him adjust to the head first the first inch or two then half shaft working Tay s hole extra slow. The throbbing in Dwight s ass was a steady reminder of what rushing would do. He could have slammed into Tay s ass like a storm but took his time and enjoyed doing so in order to make it last he moved slowly in and slowly out. Tay s head whipped from side to side and it wasn t long before he had his hands on Dwight s hips pulling him all the way in and begged him for more. Somewhere in the world whores were laughing but he didn t care.



In his mind he became the whore and Dwight became him. Dwight seemed to care that the experience was pleasurable. In conclusion it was. The two flipped positions a couple of times before the rest of their seed was spilled. Dwight fucked Tay doggie style paying extra attention to the tiny little hole that could stretch to accommodate his White cock and his own ass that could in turn do the same. The two men jacked off and finished the deed without saying anything. When they finally stopped Dwight cleaned the cum from both of their bodies. It was over.



They sat mostly in silence in the living room waiting for check out time. The subject of the night s game might have came up but it was immaterial. The attorney appeared on the plasma monitor smiled and told both men where to find their envelopes. You are free to go. Tay clutched the envelope and stuffed it inside the box to complete his file. He turned back hoping Dwight would follow him out but he was still fumbling with the safe combination. Oh and gentleman the attorney laughed you would have gotten the evidence and payment regardless of how things turned out.



On the street the two men stood in front of the building facing each other wanting to say more than they knew they would.



You Dwight remarked going to be ok about this?



Does it matter?



No I supposed it doesn t. Think we will ever see the attorney again?



Across town the attorney sat in a scheduled meeting:



I wouldn t worry too much Senator. I think we can arrange something I would however like to talk about your position backing a lot of anti gay politics.



What s that have to do with the situation in question?



Well let s just say that I know some people who are curious about your views. Why don t we schedule a follow up at my penthouse say in a week after I look into those records you mentioned.

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Gotta Love Commuting

It was a late evening and I was on my way home from school after having had several late classes. Like most such nights I was tired and just plain anxious to get home. I was at the station waiting for the bus to arrive that would take me home and I wasn t alone. Many others were waiting for the same bus: those who also had later classes those who had recently ended their work shifts for the evening and anyone else who just happened to be out and about this late at night. The public transit system always seems to work in such a way that nobody pays much attention to anyone else and this night was no different. That usual quiet almost uncomfortable atmosphere permeated the air with everyone lost in their own little worlds myself included.



But tonight was a little different. Tonight I noticed someone. I had been looking down towards the ground trapped in my own thoughts when for some reason a pair of legs in front of me attracted my attention. They were firm toned and smooth visible beneath the jean shorts of their owner. He was wearing ankle socks that could barely even be seen above his running shoes a look that I had always found very attractive. I couldn t help but glance up at the person to whom they belonged: a muscular asian man about my age perhaps a year or two older with short black hair. I couldn t see his face from behind. His body was bulky but with muscle rather than fat. I was instantly intrigued.



Now I ve always been the kind of person who can appreciate a good-looking person of either sex even though I ve never considered myself gay or even all that bisexual (extremely horny fantasies aside). As such I simply took note of how attractive this man was and tried to go on my way. The bus arrived and we all boarded he took a single seat parallel to the bus direction beside a window and I had to take one of the seats that faced the center aisle with my back to the window. His seat was right next to mine and so from there I found that I could see him quite easily.



What s more as the bus loaded up and drove off I found that I couldn t stop stealing glances at him. His legs were like some kind of visual narcotic. His body was so muscular it felt like an insult not to imagine what it must have looked like beneath his white sweater. Before long my hormones started acting up and I found my mind wandering to less wholesome places. This was an area I hadn t seriously considered before so I figured it must just have been the hormones talking. Exhilarating though it was I knew I would leave it in the world of fantasy where it originated.



That was until he caught me staring and looked back at me at which point I averted my gaze in the shy polite even slightly embarrassed way that everyone does in such a situation. In my peripheral I could see he was still looking at me though. Uncomfortable though it may have been it seemed more like he was checking me out than staring at me reprimandingly. I was nowhere near as muscular as he was instead I had a leaner appearance but I tended to wear clothes that accented or augmented particular features of my body (who doesn t?). Maybe that caught his eye I thought. I had on a dark green t-shirt which was accentuating without being tight or suggestive. My body wasn t in bad shape underneath – I had nice pectorals and a fair abdomen – and the shirt just accented that. It was extremely arousing to think of this guy checking me out and so I felt fortunate that I had my backpack on my lap as a courtesy to the other riders because it hid the erection that was starting to form. But still I left it as just a wild fantasy that was carrying my imagination away.



As if fate was intervening at the next bus stop an older woman got on board and by this point most of the seats on the bus were all taken. Chivalrous as he was the object of my fantasy stood up and offered her his seat which she graciously accepted. Then as if tempting me or perhaps it was simply coincidence he stood almost right in front of me holding one of the bars overhead to steady himself and assuming a casual pose. Immediately my body flushed and my mind went into overdrive again. I could see his gorgeous legs his muscular body stretched out… I almost reached out and touched him just for the sake of doing it. I wanted to do things to him that I d never considered before but once again resigned it to fantasy.



A couple of stops later some people in the seats beside me got off and he decided to sit down in their place beside me. It wasn t until several moments later that I heard his voice. It was low and he was looking over towards me so I knew I must have been the one he was talking to. My stop is coming up he said. I looked a little surprised and turned towards him. There was the faintest hint of a smirk on his lips.



What? I asked. Surely he couldn t be suggesting what my vivid imagination thought he was suggesting. Maybe he was just some weirdo who liked to announce these things. But instead he quirked his eyebrow quickly in a show of interest.



My stop he repeated. His voice was deep and smooth and this time there was no ambiguity about what he meant. My heart started pounding. I glanced forward again and saw that nobody on the bus was paying any attention to the conversation which I found very fortunate. Noticing my pause he tilted his head a little and continued. Maybe you d like to… drop by.



I turned my head back towards him gave him a bit of a smile of my own (admittedly more nervous) and nodded. I couldn t believe what was actually happening but there was no way in hell I was prepared to turn it down. He pulled the cord to signal for the bus to stop at the next stop and we both got out moving casually as if this just happened to be where both of us were supposed to get out. The fact that we exited in front of an apartment building helped that.



We began to move up the pathway towards the building and he spoke to me again along the way. The name s Terry he said.



Nick I replied. He looked back and smirked again. For some reason that was another feature of his that turned me on. Whenever he smirked I wanted to rip his clothes off and take him right there on the walkway.



We were quiet until we reached the building at which point we headed for the elevator and began to ascend. It wasn t until we were inside alone and the elevator started moving that we spoke again. He looked at me giving me a suggestive hungry glance and I couldn t help but reciprocate. Even so I felt a little pang of nervousness. What was I doing? Was I ready for… this? With a guy?



Ever done something like this before? he asked suddenly breaking me out of my reverie.



No I replied shaking my head. And… er… I mean I m not really gay or anything so I m not looking for a…



Terry laughed a little and nodded. I figured from the way you acted. Don t worry I m not either. Not officially gay or not looking for a relationship? I didn t know and didn t care. All I could think about was the jackpot I just hit. Had I really found a guy who was just looking for a night of sex without any strings attached afterwards? It was the type of thing I only fantasized about – and that s primarily why I left them in fantasy.



The elevator came to a stop on the fifth floor and Terry got out first. I lagged behind admiring his legs – they were even hotter when they moved and those toned muscles got to work. I was totally out of my league with this one but for some reason he was attracted to me and I was not going to pass that up. We reached his apartment and he opened it up immediately dropping his backpack to one side on the floor as we entered before kicking off his shoes. I did the same.



The apartment was nice but not extravagant the kind of thing you d expect from a university student. The living room straight ahead had a comfortable-looking sofa with a coffee table and TV the kitchen was off to the right as you entered and a hallway to the left led to the bedroom. Terry couldn t even wait to get there though. As soon as I was inside and had closed the door he moved behind me to lock it and then turned around and grabbed me by the shirt. He pressed his lips roughly against mine and began pushing me back towards the living room.



Having never kissed a guy before I was a little taken by surprise but I moved into it pretty easily. It wasn t so different from kissing a girl I realized except that he was much rougher and more forceful. Only then could I really tell how much he wanted this to happen. His hands worked their way into my brown hair which was longer than his while mine gripped his back. We breathed heavily into the kiss and let our tongues explore each other for what felt like minutes.



Finally though my legs caught something behind me and I fell backwards landing on the leather couch. Terry climbed up on top straddling me legs with his knees planted firmly on the sofa. His waist grinded against mine and I could feel the bulging erection inside his jean shorts. It was rubbing against my own through my jeans sending shivers of pleasure through my body. That rubbing was an entirely new sensation to me. I had never felt another guy s cock before and even through the fabric of his pants it was exhilarating.



Eventually Terry s lips left mine and began moving down to my neck. I craned my head back to give him better access and sighed out. God I want to fuck you I admitted breathlessly. This only seemed to quicken and deepen his kisses so I knew he wanted more. He grinded a little harder against my cock and I moaned. I want to suck you… I want to fuck your ass and your mouth… I want you to fuck me until it hurts.



As if in response Terry s hands moved to the bottom of my shirt and began to slide it over my head. I lifted my arms to give him easy access and the shirt came off revealing my lean body underneath. He slid his hands up and down my chest while rubbing his own against it through the fabric of his sweater which I was beginning to remove. He did the same allowing me my first look at his own body.



It was everything I dreamed of and more. Looking at his firm pecs and washboard abs I just wanted to rub my hands along every inch of them – and I did. It was so extremely arousing. His arms were so firm and strong that I couldn t wait for him to use them to grip me hold me wrap them around me while fucking me.



Terry halted his kisses and slid off the couch lowering himself onto his knees. His hands found their way to the waist of my jeans and he undid them unfastening the button and sliding down the zipper. I lifted my hips to let him drag the jeans and the boxers down all at once revealing my erection. I was seven inches long and my cock curved slightly downward not enough to look strange but enough to be unique. Terry grinned and I knew he couldn t wait. Looking up at me only once he took my member into his mouth.



Immediately I groaned in pleasure and wrapped my bare legs around his chest. He stimulated my balls with his warm hands while his tongue and lips expertly worked my dick. No girl had ever done it to me like this before. They just didn t know from experience what felt good but Terry did. He was like a pro. Oh fuck… oh my god Terry… I moaned breathlessly panting squeezing him with my firm legs. In my arousal it didn t take long for me to reach the breaking point so I gave him the warning I gave to everyone before in one form or another: Fuck… fuck… I m cumming…



I fully expected him to pull out and jack me off to climax like all the girls had done but to my obvious surprise he did not. He kept sucking and licking twisting the base of my shaft with his fingers whenever his lips weren t over them. I could feel myself against the back of his throat and he was moaning with arousal looking up at me with his sexy brown eyes. He wanted me to cum I knew. That thought in itself was enough to push me over. Oh fuuuuuuuck!!! I let out a deep throaty moan and my body tensed up as I ejected a huge load of cum into his mouth. He swallowed every drop and continued to lick my softening dick as if he was desperate to squeeze out every last drop.



I fell back on the couch chest rising and falling rapidly as I tried to catch my breath. When he was finished with my cock he climbed up again planting a kiss on my waiting lips – and I found that I could taste my own cum on his lips and tongue as we did. It was extremely arousing and I was beginning to harden again. Even so I knew it would take some time and I was destined to give him some pleasure as well.



Your turn I said deeply reaching for the waist of his jean shorts. Tell me what you want. My voice changed to a whisper as I pulled him closer to me and brushed along the side of his face.



I want… to fuck you… he admitted. In a less passionate moment I d have been worried but I was too horny to care right now about whatever pain it might have caused. I grinned and nodded my head. Terry stood up and I slid forward to remove his jean shorts and boxers revealing his own tanned monster. It was about as long as mine but considerably thicker – I didn t find this surprising considering his body. It just seemed to fit. But would it fit in my virgin ass? I was about to find out. Terry took a seat beside me and I knew what to do next.



I rotated my body so that I was facing him and straddling his waist with my ass positioned over his monstrous cock. Slowly I began to lower myself down. He gripped his dick with his hand and guided it in. I had to pause when I felt it against my opening – it was almost frightening. But he looked at me with those lustful eyes and that smirk and I couldn t resist anymore. I lowered myself the rest of the way.



He was so thick that there was a flash of pain at first but it quickly gave way to immense pleasure. Not only were the physical sensations so amazing it was also the fact that this hot asian man s cock was inside my body filling me up – and what s better he wanted to fuck me. He was lusting after me. That was enough to drive me forward. I sat there and wrapped my arms around his neck he placed his strong hands on my waist and began to thrust himself in and out of my body. There was more pain at first but it quickly became one of the most amazing things I had ever experienced. We were both moaning and Terry was grunting in his deep manly voice which turned me on even more. I ran my hands along his firm body squeezing his hard pecs and occasionally leaning forward to kiss him. Sometimes I twisted my body not only to amplify his own pleasure but also to rub my cock against his abs. It was the hottest most arousing experience I had ever had.



Minutes seemed to fly by. I could have let him fuck me like this for hours but this amazing feeling would only last for several minutes – before finally getting better. Terry s grunts became louder his eyes were closed and his face slightly contorted an expression I recognized all too well from myself. Oh fuck Nick! I want to fucking cum inside you! Now his voice was suddenly loud and desperate which turned me on even more. I lifted myself up and down on his cock clenching in order to tighten them around him (not that there was much room to do so).



It was enough to drive him over the edge. He let out a loud grunt and his hips pushed upwards one final time before I felt his warm cum burst into my body. It was an amazing feeling unlike anything I had experienced before. His softening cock twitched inside my ass and each such motion sent residual shivers of pleasure through my body. Terry s strong arms slid around me pulling me closer to him as we both breathed heavily.



I don t remember how much time passed after that but eventually it became evident that we weren t quite finished yet. It might have been minutes or hours but both of our little soldiers were at attention again and I wanted more of Terry for myself. I want your ass I told him at last. He looked up at me almost in surprise for a moment and then smirked and nodded his head. I slid off of him cum still dripping from my ass and moved off the couch beckoning for him to follow as I knelt down on the floor. I got him to lie down on his back in front of me and I slung those beautiful legs over my shoulders exposing his ass to my hungry dick.



By this point I was horny enough that I wasn t in the mood for pleasantries or softness. I wanted his ass right then and there and I could tell from his hungry eyes that he wanted me inside him. I positioned my bulging cock head at his opening and pushed in – mine no doubt went in easier than his did but it felt so tight and incredible just the same. He immediately and instinctively tightened around me but if it was his body s attempt to deter me it would be far from enough.



I began to thrust my hips pushing into his ass slowly and deeply and watching his face switch from pain to pleasure. Both were in his voice at one time or another as he grunted and moaned letting out those pleasure-filled swear words attached to my name. While I fucked him I ran my hands along his legs feeling his firm thighs and calves unable to resist them. I almost wanted them more than any other part of his body but for now this would have to do. I caressed them with my hands and my cheeks enjoying the hairless smoothness of them it drove my arousal even further.



Finally one of my hands reached down and took his hard dick when I noticed that it was fully at attention and begging for pleasure. I continued to plunge deeper into his body while my hand stroked his thick shaft. Eventually I began to time the two motions together whenever I thrust I would stroke him in one direction and when I pulled out I would go the other.



Fuck… oh fuck yes! he moaned as I fucked and jerked him. He was loving it more than simply with his words. His body was writhing and his hands craved to hold onto something.



Shit Terry you re so tight… I think I m going to… My breath suddenly caught in my throat. I looked up towards the ceiling closed my eyes and continued thrusting without speaking. My climax was hitting me again and I wanted to be fully aware of every second of it.



Fuck Nick… I am too! Keep jerking me… please… oh fucking please…



He didn t need to ask twice. Without conscious input my hand stroked his shaft in rhythm with my thrusting and I listened for his own signals as I came closer and closer to cumming. In both of us the signs were telltale: closed eyes slightly wrinkled nose gritted teeth heavy breathing and grunting or moaning. And they were present in Terry at this moment as well so I knew he was close.



Finally the man let out a loud grunt that turned into a loud cry of pleasure and I looked down to see his cock suddenly unload another jet stream of white cum all over his amazing chest. Seeing that I knew that I could let myself go as well I forced myself into him for another few seconds and then finally let out a cry of my own before exploding into his ass. Exhausted and exhilarated I immediately released his legs and collapsed on top of him breathing heavily as though the air around me was in short supply.



That was fucking incredible I said breathlessly.



*You* are fucking incredible he replied. His arms went around me again and I could feel one of his fingers playing with my tender asshole. I couldn t help but smile. My softening twitching dick was still inside of him as we fell asleep joined as one for the rest of the night.

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Nice Drive Turned Bad

It was a nice and sunny day the kind of weather that you ride with the windows down and enjoy the weather and I was headed to the office. I was working with a job that covered a lot of area and I spent a lot of time on the road. I would always take a road that was hardly used but good traveling. This was just like the other days and I was going back to the office. I came around the curve and I saw a van that looked like it had a flat tire and thought that I would stop and help who ever it was out. I know that if it were me I would want some help since my cell phone had no coverage at all in this area. So I stop to help them out.



I get out of my car and walk up to the van which had a sliding door on the side. I see there is a nice looking girl in shorts sitting there smoking a cig and she is alone. I ask her if I could help her and she jumps like I scared her. So I said that I was sorry for scaring her and she said that it was ok and that she had no jack and needed to change her tire. Her boy friend had left her there with the van so she did not have to walk to find a jack. This girl was wearing tight blue jean shorts with a white top and had a very nice slim body.



I told her that I had a jack and that I would fix her tire for her that way if her boy friend did not find a jack it would be fixed. She was very happy and said that I saved her day. So without wasting time I went to my car to get my jack and change the tire. I start to change the tire and we start just some small talk just to pass the time. It didn t take long to change the tire and I was bent over tighten the lugs not paying any attention to what is going on around me. All of a sudden I feel someone grab me from the back and I hear a mans voice saying that he would cut my throat if I moved. So I froze and waited till he told me to move because I felt the knife under my neck. I could have scream but nobody would have heard me and I was in the middle of nowhere so running was out of the question.



The guy told the girl to keep a look out for any cars coming. I thought right there that I was going to be robbed or killed and there was nothing that I could do about it. He reached around to the front of my pants undoing my belt and zipper which maked my pants drop to the ground. He said some thing to the fact that I was going to fuck his girl friend and that he was not going to have that. I pleaded with him but he would not hear anything that I was saying. He then told me to put my hands behind my back and he forced the knife into my neck so I know that he was serious. So I put my hands behind and I felt handcuffs being put on my wrist. He then put a blindfold on me and told me to be still.



I had no ideal what was going to happen next and I am scared to move. I was standing there with my pants down around my ankles and my hands cuffed behind my back. I was there completely nude from the waist down since I never wear any underwear my bare white ass was there for him to see. I could feel him looking me over as he walked around me. He slapped my ass and squeezes my ass saying that he was going to treat me like I was going to treat his girl. He pushed me to the open van side door and forced me to fall into the van face first. He then grabs my pants and finishes taking them off my ankles with my shoes also. He stepped in between my legs and spread my ass open and said that it was going to feel great raping my nice tight ass. I was bent over with my ass open and I heard his pants being undone and fall to the ground. I felt the head of his cock lay in the crack of my ass as he slides it up and down getting pre-cum all over my ass hole.



He grabbed my arms which where still in the cuffs and starts to push against my virgin ass. I heard him spit on my ass and it ran into my crack where it stopped at my hole. It felt like he was about 10 inches long and as thick as a bat as he pushes his cock up my ass. I felt like he was ripping me apart but that was not stopping him at all. He continued pushing until I felt his balls on my ass and then he pulled his cock half way out and the rammed it back to the hilt again. I was screaming and he was laughing at me because he knew that nobody could hear me at all. He fucked my tight ass for what seemed forever then I felt his cock explode in my ass. I felt his warm cum shooting up into my ass and his cock pulsating. He pulled out and pushed me all the way into the van. I was lying there with my ass dripping cum out I hear his girlfriend say that there are some cars coming.



He tells the girl to get in my car and drive to the house so that they could enjoy their catch. He gets into the van and drove down the road not even two minutes and turned down another road. I could tell that we were in the woods and on a gravel road but that is all that I could tell. Hand cuffed and blindfolded so I could not do much but wait till the ride ended. I felt the van turn one last time and it stopped. I heard my car being pulled in and the guy saying it does not matter where it was parked it since nobody was around for fifty miles or so.



I felt the van door being opened and the guy and girl grab me and pulled me out. The girl grabbed my dick and pulled me around and into the house. I was there in their house and forced to bend over a couch which maked my ass stick up in the air. The man walked in the house and I felt him put rope on my ankles. He told me that he was going tie my ankles to the couch so that I would not move from this wonderful position. He tied me down with my legs apart and I felt cum run down my legs.



I heard his girlfriend say that she would clean the mess up and enjoy herself since it was her turn. She started to lick my ass and balls cleaning me up and keeps licking around my ass hole. She walked around to the front of me and got on to the couch at the same time grabbing my head by the hair. She said that I was going to service her and I was going to get a surprise when I did it. I was thinking about this and I was getting horny waiting on her pussy since I had not seen much of her other than the tight shorts and white top.



I heard her start to strip and get back on the couch in front of me. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head up telling me to open my mouth. I did as I was told to and open my mouth waiting for a taste of her pussy. All of a sudden I felt what seemed to be a cock going into my mouth and her holding my hair so that I couldn t pull away. She then untied the blindfold letting me see what was fucking my mouth. It was the girl but it was not a girl it was a man that was dressed up like a girl. He was very nice and slim which I had thought he was a woman. When I seen this I started to struggle and fight but he keep fucking my mouth. He had about seven inch cock and I felt it all the way down my throat making me gag but he kept going till he came. I felt his hot cum shoot up against the back of my mouth and down my throat.



I was able to catch my breath after he pulled his limp cock out of my mouth and I looked around to see the other guy watching us. He looked like a body builder and had a eight inch cock. He grabbed the guy by the arm and yelled at him saying that he was a cheating bitch and turned him around and forced him over the other couch that was to my left. He spread his ass and started to fuck him like he fucked me in the van earlier. The two of them go at it for a little bit and then turn and look at me saying that they are going to get both ends at the same time. The big guy walked up to my face and said to open wide and the other guy got behind me putting his cock up to my sore ass hole. They both push at the same time and force their cocks in me at the same time. I scream in pain but nothing came out. They fuck me hard and fast until they both were about to cum. Then they both pulled out and one came on my face and the other on my ass. This went on for a few hours till I passed out. I woke up finding myself all clean and dressed at a rest stop with a note on my steering wheel telling me that they had taped it all and would release it to my boss and everyone at work if I told any one.

After young boy sucked his friends dicks they banged him from behind

Fancy Man & The Black Lion s Mark

Grateful thanks to Dusk Peterson for superb editing and assistance on all things leather.



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We had a few new faces in the bar that night. Every other week or so they turn up for a peek creeping in meekly on rare occasions with a bravado swagger. My friend Robbie the bartender would call them desperate. I think they re pretty courageous.



There they are often dressed uncomfortably in tight jeans and a tee shirt they hope displays their muscles to their best advantage. Once inside they look like they re holding their breath as if they ve just dived into shark infested waters. It s their first time in a leather bar and they re scared shitless.



Hey they ve a lot to fear. Most of them haven t left the closet and even if they have they don t want their kinky secret getting out. We may live in a city but it s a small and fairly conservative city. Word does get around. You can imagine the nightmares these guys have: they ll live out their darkest fantasy only to go to work the next day and find a picture of themselves on all fours and wearing a studded leather harness as the new office screensaver. One asshole with a camera phone is all it takes.



And yet they still step through those doors.



They re scared as well that someone like big black me is going to take advantage of them. Rob or abuse them. I m a stranger and they re going to be putting themselves bound and gagged in some cases into my massive hands.



And they still step through those doors.



Robbie would say it s the need and he s right. You see it in their eyes. They ve thought about it jerked off about it searched the internet for help and answers. They ve wept in despair over it. They need to play that role to satisfy that pornographic dream. So they step through those doors risking everything to have it to have it just once and know if it really is what they want. It s desperation. But it s also very brave of them.



Among the new faces that night was an older guy. He couldn t have been more than 5 6 in height silver mane of hair and one of those hound-dog faces older men get bags under lost hazel eyes. He wore a gray suit that wasn t cheap but it wasn t tailored either. It hung on his thin frame as if he were a hanger. Stepping in he didn t quite hold his breath but his eyes flicked side to side and he made for a shadowed booth like a fish darting into a coral reef.



Now maybe in your leather bar there s a wide range of ages but in our modest dive we just don t get that many grandfathers. We ve a few middle-aged gents and sometimes a daddy from some great metropolis will arrive to regale us his country cousins with stories of real leather bars and what it was like back when tops were tops and bottoms were on the bottom. But for the most part men over fifty are a rarity.



Not that any of us regulars made a big deal of it. We all noticed of course but we pretended not to. Robbie went over to put down a napkin and ask the old guy what he was having. I finished off my beer and watched in the bar mirror a little curious. The man kept his hands laced together his body huddled as far back in the booth as he could get. Robbie fetched him a scotch on the rocks.



I lost interest and went back to scoping the room. The Cockpit or just The Pit actually got its name honestly. A grounded airline pilot opened it back in the 70 s. Two-and-a-half decades later he died and his widow carried on until this part of town became trendy and gay. Then she sold it to Nash a crusty top who smokes with a cigarette holder and has his nails manicured every Thursday. Serendipity Nash likes to call it. He wanted to open a leather bar and there the Cockpit was up for sale. With a name like that it had to be right.



The dГ©cor of the Pit is pretty much as it was the day it opened: light oak wood paneling western style bar stools and an island bar. Nash removed a lot of the tables but not the orange vinyl booths that stud the far wall. Above these booths are photos of forgotten airline crews pilots in starched gold buttoned uniforms or bomber jackets stewardesses wearing brightly colored mini-skirts little caps on their hair-sprayed do s. They smile earnestly from the glossy snapshots young and living out their dreams.



Those who aren t prowling restlessly round the watering hole or offering themselves up as prey by hugging the walls feed the jukebox play pool or talk earnestly in booths. We haven t any back room or dungeon. The point of coming here is to either hang or take someone home. This means everyone is scoping and being scoped. On the being-scoped end me especially. There are other tops at The Pit but not one of them can match me in size or color. I m 6 4 of pure sculpted muscle and teakwood brown from shaved head to big toe. Add to that my typically Afrocentric features: wide mouth arrowhead nose almond eyes and you ve got the guy from every downtown-blue cop show you ve ever watched. There s me as scary guy in the holding cell and there I am playing rapper with gun. Oh and there s my Shakespearian performance as a defiant gangbanger ( I ain t tellin you nothin !).



A white boy comes into the bar takes one look at me (and believe me I m the first thing he locks eyes on always) and gets what I like to call Tyrone Syndrome. That means he doesn t see me nor does he see another gay man or even a man at all. He sees a big black cellmate. A big black cellmate who s going to make his life exquisite hell. I swear guys have creamed their nice new jeans just looking at me. Such is the power of the imagination.



In leather terms I am the belle of the ball. All night every night. The decision of who gets to be on my dance card who Tyrone is going to fuck up the ass is all up to me. There s only one problem. I don t much like playing Tyrone the big black cellmate. Which means that sometimes when there s no other choice I do go home alone.



Trying to decide whose heart you re going to break? asked Robbie that night.



I don t break hearts I said. I break cocks.



And sometime I m going to ask you to let me watch. Robbie the Cockpit s primary bartender looks like a leprechaun on steroids. A cute leprechaun. He s short with red hair a boyish face and freckles galore. But he s a powerhouse from the neck down. When he s not tending bar he works as a personal trainer at a downtown gym.



Non-regulars find Robbie confusing. They hit on him with all their might but he just remains friendly and disinterested. What they don t know is that Robbie s in the wrong bar. He s got no interest in beating anyone s ass or having a collar around his neck. What Robbie wants is a bed scattered with rose petals a candle-lit dinner and a warm oil massage.



Why aren t you tending bar down at The Stardust? I once asked him. That s the bar where guys slow-dance to love songs and order up champagne for their one-month anniversaries.



Are you fucking kidding me? he laughed. I tried that. It was a disaster. I fell in love every other night and got fired for mooning over customers instead of pouring drinks. Here s a null temptation. I can do my job. Chat folks up keep the beer glasses full. Besides you sad fuckers need me.



I liked Robbie. And someday maybe for his birthday and if I m absolutely certain it won t hurt his romantic soul I ll put on a tux and give him his fantasy for a night.



That s what I do. What I get off on. Giving men their fantasies. It s why I m called the Fancy Man. Not like in natty dresser but rather flights of fancy. The name use to be Fantasy Man but that didn t scan. I ll explain later.



I m an actor. I love acting. I was the kid who drove my parents nuts by always being in the land of pretend every minute every hour of the day. I never wanted to be in the real world. When I hit my teens rather than giving up pretend I went into drama. My one wish is to be given great parts. Unfortunately most directors aren t interested in casting me as Uncle Vanya.



Othello maybe but they just don t want me for Ibsen or Chekhov or Shaw.



And we know how I ll end up if I ever try to get into television or movies: I ain t tellin you nothing!



Which is why most of the acting I do is voice. Commercials animation documentary voice-overs. I can pitch my voice down to a deep bass or up to a whispering lisp and with voice acting I can play roles no one would give me in a million years: a kindly old doctor a woodland elf a British butler the kid sidekick.



It s a little harder to get the same kind of range in my sex life. I don t think the guys who take me home understand just how desperately willing I d be to play other roles. Just hand me a good idea and I ll set the stage and create the costumes. I ll make it real.



But all I ever get from most of them is the plea to play Tyrone the cellmate. It can make me pretty depressed if I think on it too long and hard.



Terry s been edging his way towards you Robbie said now. Did you notice? I guess it didn t work out between him and that other guy.



God not Terry. Not tonight. Terry was into fraternity hazings. He liked to cast me as the black bullying frat brother which involved me paddling his ass and then ordering him to jerk off. Only he took forever to cum when he did that. He made me want to read the newspaper. Unprofessional as it was I sometimes did.



Carl then? Al? Robbie was ragging on me. Carl s role for me was that of motorcycle pack leader and with him as the wannabe who d just fucked up my bike. The fantasy was for me to make him pay for that mistake till he cried. Blubbered actually. Al s fantasy is that of lowly private with me as the brutal drill sergeant. Unfortunately he has this squeak to his voice which when he barks Yes sir! can be like nails on a chalkboard. Then again he did have a good ass and I could always gag him.



I don t mean to make these boys sound like losers. They re hardworking stand-up guys and darn good-looking come to that. And while they may have started out as all my fuck-buddies do scared and awed of me we re friends now. We watch football games together celebrate each other s birthdays…. That in fact is how I got my name if a brother may digress….



It was some eight months ago my birthday and Robbie had just brought out this cake alight with candles when suddenly those very three guys stepped forward put their arms around each other and started singing to the Candy Man tune:



Who can take a wet dream Sprinkle it with piss… Whip and beat and burn us And then make it better with a kiss? The Fancy Man can! Oh the Fancy Man can!



Brought tears to my eyes. Not one of them white boys can carry a tune in a bucket.



Anyway that s how I got my name and that s my reputation. When a man takes me home he doesn t just get the big black man he gets the fantasy in living color and with special effects. I deliver.



You are one mopey fuck tonight Robbie said as he pulled beers on tap. You could stand up right now say Who will suck my cock? and everyone in this room would take a number. And those at the end of the line would cry. Yet you re sitting here in a funk?



How to explain? It sounded so drama queen to say that I was tired of playing the same old roles that I was an artist and wanted…needed a chance to put on a real play. Something that excited me. Something for Christ s sake that wasn t just going to get a man s rocks off. If I have to be the fantasy then just once I wanted to be one that transformed that inspired.



I mean my God Robbie was still going on Grandpa over there would probably hock his bifocals for a glimpse of your dick. You want to be gloomy just imagine yourself in his place. He s never going to get what he wants.



Hm? Who? I wasn t quite paying attention.



The scotch drinker. He s hasn t taken his eyes off you.



I peered into the curving mirror behind the bar. The silver-haired gent was fixated on me. In fact he was gazing at me with a kind of hopeless hope that was positively heart rending.



I think he s in love Robbie shook his head at the sad sad thought of a doomed romance. Too bad his fantasy won t ever get fulfilled.



Who says it won t?



Robbie s ginger colored brows shot up. You re joking.



I shrugged. I was strangely intrigued and that embarrassed me. You re the one said I should imagine myself in his place. Well I am. One day I could be like him. Can t stay young and beautiful forever.



I can Robbie grinned. I have faith in the future of plastic surgery.



Still. I d like to think what goes around comes around. Maybe when I get to be his age some young stud will grant me a wish or two.



I stood up. Robbie s mouth fell open. You re serious?



I winked at him. I wasn t really sure I was going to go through with it but a fey mood had come over me. It was long past time I shook things up.



Cocks quivered and came to attention as I stepped away from the bar. Would they be the one to get me tonight? It only took a few steps to reach the booth. I heard gasps of disbelief whispers as I slid in beside the old man. Very satisfying.



The silver-haired gent jerked his head up eyes widening as if a killer whale had just found his hiding place. For one moment I thought he was going to have a heart attack. Most men don t realize what a hulk I am till I m in their space gazing down at them. My massive shoulders nicely displayed by a gray ribbed tank took up half of the booth. His sharp Adam s apple bobbed.



You were looking my way I observed.



Yes sir he murmured.



Three guesses which one of us was going to be the top. For one quick moment I amused myself by envisioning the old man standing over me barking orders. Ha. Fat chance.



He didn t apologize or demur. He just waited as if he d already given up on escaping whatever punishment I was going to meter out.



So you re interested in me?



I…beg your pardon?



Mason I touched on my chest. And you are?



L-Leo.



Well Leo I m about to grant your wish. Whatever that wish may be.



His hazel eyes blinked and he took a sip of his scotch. The ice rattled in his glass and the liquor spilled over the napkin as he brought it down. Young man he said faintly I know…I know how very out of place I am here. Please don t make fun of me.



What if I m serious?



He shook his head as if that wasn t possible and started to scoot out of the booth. I set my hand down on his wrist not hard but he froze. There was regret on his face now and misery. He thought I was going to keep him here until I and probably a few of my friends finished humiliating him.



I only torture people in the bedroom I told him. Are you really going to pass this up Leo? You came in here looking for someone to fulfill a fantasy didn t you? Or did you think this was just a regular bar?



No. I-I knew what this place was…is. His eyes slid away. I ve been hoping…thinking about coming into a bar like this for decades. Decades he confessed with sad wonder.



What made you finally do it? I asked.



My sister passed away. She was the only family I had left.



I m sorry.



S kay. He took in a breath. You see when I was your age we kept everything secret in the dark. I was convinced that I had to wait till…till no one but me would be shamed by my conduct. By my coming to a place like this. Now it s too late. Everything I wanted is outdated. Old-fashioned.



Damn. How that must have been I thought to drift like a phantom through the world feeling alive only in flashes when sucking off anonymous men in movie theatres and alleys. A life like that holding to your fantasies like childhood toys waiting for the day when you might come out and play in the open. And then finally decades later that day comes. Only when you look around and see all the youngsters there you realize that you re obsolete archaic. No one s going to want to play with you and your outmoded toys. The best you figure you can hope for is to gaze at bodies still fresh and firm and imagine what it would be like to play with them…and have them play with you.



Well fuck that. Fuck if I was going to let Leo be satisfied with that.



Come on I urged him getting out of the booth and pulling gently at his arm. You re taking me home.



Leo looked ready to balk but you don t argue with Tyrone. He had enough presence of mind to fumble money for the scotch out of his billfold and then he let me lead him. I don t think he d have known how to resist even if that were possible.



Behind us I heard nothing but the music from the jukebox. Glancing back I saw mouths agape. I saw Carl and Al looking to Robbie for help wondering if they should tackle me because clearly I d lost my mind.



Mason they screamed with their eyes are you really going home with that?



I touched my middle finger to my brow a salute of sorts and laughed. Whatever else happened it had been worth it just to see their faces.



We came out into the glare of streetlamps the flow of pedestrians on their way to restaurants and movie theatres. I stopped us at my car so I could get my kit a leather satchel filled with accoutrements in case Leo didn t have any toys at home.



I think he was mollified by the fact that I drove a Scion.



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Leo drove a hybrid. It was a cramped. Most cars are for me and I always have to watch my head. But I liked how quiet it was. Leo didn t say anything he just drove white knuckled and sometimes glanced over at me.



I m not sure if he was afraid I d disappear or if he was hoping I d disappear. Likely both. Finally we got to his house a small bungalow affair with a carport.



He kept looking back at me as he led the way up to the front door. He couldn t reconcile the incongruity of a muscled black giant being on his street let alone being withhim. He fumbled and dropped the keys. It took three tries for him to get the door open. He let me in then rushed around turning on lights.



Excuse me he muttered I h-have t-to— He gestured and I nodded. Of course he had to use the bathroom. It s a wonder the man hadn t peed in his pants. I saw him dart in and shut the door.



While Leo eased his bladder and splashed water on his face I took a gander. I like to get to know my environment see what I have to work with. It was one of those modest homes once described as belonging to confirmed bachelors. Low cottage-cheese ceilings a galley kitchen and breakfast nook a square den with a sliding door that opened up onto a tiny back porch. The place was neat as a pin the furnishings in browns and golds a little worn but not without a certain deco style. There were potted palms in the corners and watercolors on the walls all by the same artist. Imaginary Shangri-La scenes of tropical gardens and lost ruins. Some featured fantastic jungle cats.



The place smelled of paint and cleaning products.



C-can I get you anything? Leo asked reappearing from the bathroom.



Water I said checking out the rest of the place. There were two bedrooms the smaller one was filled with art books a great many of them on male models. There were also books on Africa and tribal masks. There were canvasses folded easels a drafting table colored pencils ink pens and coffee cans stuffed with paintbrushes.



I came back into the living room as Leo deferentially handed me my water. Did you paint all these? I asked motioning to the watercolors.



Yes. That s…what I do. Not paintings. I m a commercial artist. Cereal boxes magazine covers. These I do for myself.



They re good. They had a vintage poster style that I liked very much.

Leo had also handed me his trust. Of everyone in that bar he d had the most to fear from me. Yet he hadn t tried to escape out the bathroom window or called the police. He d let me tie his hands strip him naked take charge of his darkest secret. Me. The big black man you d cross the street to avoid who would make you flip the locks on your car doors at a stoplight.



That kind of trust was beyond price. It touched and humbled me.



And last last we have what he d just done to my cock. I d never once imagined that Leo would be able to get me off. I d thought truth to tell that I d have to help him along jerk him maybe. But you know what? I ve been sucked by some of the best looking motherfuckers in this city and Leo…I would place Leo in the top five.



I am so not shitting you.



Sometimes I step back from myself and I see a real asshole. Arrogant and full of himself. This was one of those times. I d typecast Leo as badly as he had me. This all might have been a game of pretend but Leo had proven himself a real hero. Given half-a-chance he could do a man a world of good. Even the Fancy Man.



So. Time for Fancy Man to return the favor. I caught my breath and composed myself.



White man I said and had to clear my throat because I d completely lost the regal voice. Leo rested there on his knees his eyes dreamy. There was great pride and satisfaction on his face. He knew he d gotten this part right in every particular.



You ve passed every test done all that we asked I said reaching for the open jar of red paint. I dipped my finger into it.



This is the blood of the black lion I said following the script directly this time our god and sacred animal. With this I make you one of us. The blood of our tribe now flows in you.



I marked his face to look just like that of the blond guy on the cover. Leo s eyes glistened and I heard him gulp as if swallowing down tears. I pulled up his right arm and dipped another finger into the black paint. I m no artist and I knew it wouldn t look like the cover art but I made a circle on his shoulder and added five strokes over it the best imitation of the claw symbol I could manage.



This is so that all will know you belong to the Black Lion and his tribe. From now on you will be known as White Leopard kin and tribesman. You are brother to any who bear this mark and may call on them in need as they may call on you. Serve your people well White Leopard.



I-I will sire he whispered powerfully moved.



I cleaned my fingers in the water-filled basin then I grabbed the lube and slipped around behind him. I lubed up my palms and crouched down. Reaching about I took hold of his cock with one hand. It rose out of its sheath immediately as if summoned by its master.



He drew in a breath as I began to stroke him.



I am your king I whispered in his ear inhaling that lilac aftershave of his. I slipped my other hand down between his ass cheeks found his sphincter and let my lubed finger circle it. He groaned and shifted into a kneeling crouch that was unconsciously or no identical to the posture of the white hero on the cover.



He was held between the Otawa s two great hands a willing captive the black king s white subject and servant.



This is your rite of initiation I said speeding up my strokes on his hardening cock. Only the king of the tribe can do this.



Sire— he moaned. He was holding with his thin hands to my muscled arm. His cock was engorged and pulsing. I let the finger rimming his hole slip in. He made that strangled cry again as if he couldn t believe what was happening to him what he was feeling.



I d kept him on the edge all night I expected him to cum fast and he did. I d barely started moving my finger in and out of his anus when he went stiff. His cock twitched and spasmed and suddenly he was shouting and shooting his cream all over the bathroom tiles.



He gasped and shivered and gasped again sinking into my arms as I released him. Initiation s over I thought.



I let him rest against me there in my lap till his breathing quieted and he stopped trembling. Then I kissed him on the cheek. Tarzan Leo. How was that?



He blinked at me in blind wonder his dear old hound-dog face still marked with red lines. A breath. Two. Then tears welled up in his eyes and he began to cry. He bawled like a baby for nearly half an hour while I sat and rocked him in my lap.



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We got the paint cleaned off our faces. I dressed and Leo put his trousers back on. He offered to drive me but I told him I d catch a bus on back to the Cockpit s parking lot. I wanted to leave him to his bed and contemplations.



Is there…anything I can give you? he finally asked as I finished packing up my kit.



I do this because I like doing it Leo. And hard as it may be for you to believe I got as much enjoyment out of it as you did. It was true. Leo would probably never know how much I owed him for the evening.



I don t think that s possible he murmured. He was still floating probably would be for days.



Would you he added walking me to the door happen to know of a good tattoo artist?



My brows went up. There s a place on 4th and Main. Ask for Mike. From what I hear he s the best.



Thanks. Leo touched on the faux black lion mark still on his shoulder. He d refused to wash that off.



Oh I said with a grin. Good idea. I opened the door. Then I thought about it.



…it s too late. Everything I wanted is outdated Leo had said at the beginning of our evening. To my shame I d thought the same thing. I d assumed I d show him a little charity give him his obsolete fantasy. Then we d both go back to our places me to the spotlight he to the shadows.



I d assumed wrong.



There was no way I was going back to playing the same old roles not after what I d had tonight. And fuck if I was going to let Leo gutter out like a candle. A real king I thought fiercely wouldn t let that happen to one of his subjects.



I turned to face him. Actually there is something you can do for me.



Anything he said and I knew he was finally speaking to me. Mason.



I put a hand on his shoulder. You went through the trials and I initiated you with my own hands. The blood of the Black Lion flows through your veins now and forever. So there s no going back to being who you were. Do you understand me?



He blinked his red eyes and swallowed several times. He was still very fragile. Yes sire.



You re a member of the tribe now. If one of your brothers is in need you have to help. Don t shirk your duty just because you re afraid they won t accept what you have to offer.



He mused on that translating it. Knowing that the king himself has faith in me he said at last makes all the difference. The hazel eyes met mine. I won t fail you.



I know you won t. I bent to give him a kiss on the lips. Then I stepped out and shut the door behind me.



#



Leo came by the Cockpit a few weeks later. He was too shy to step in but when I heard that an older gent was asking for me I stepped right out.



We hugged and he showed me his new tat. It looked just like the beautifully stylized mark on the magazine cover. He grinned like a little boy as he proudly displayed his shoulder.



He didn t return to the Pit I think he s gotten all he d needed from it. Instead he hung out at other bars went to lectures and plays exploring the secret kingdom he d found. One day I saw him seated at an outdoor table at a popular cafГ©. He was in the company of a balding black gentleman with a bit of paunch. Leo was leaning in to fondly wipe crumbs from the fellow s beard. He looked happy.



I wondered if his companion was willing to wear a dishtowel breechclout. He d better be I thought. Or I ll kick his ass.



The regulars at the Pit wanted to know what had happened between me and the silver-haired gent of course but they re aware of my policy. I never kiss and tell. So they stayed in the dark mostly until one day…



Hey Fancy Man Robbie greeted me as I came in. It was a Saturday afternoon. Carl and Al and Terry were there watching baseball on one of the bar s two televisions.



This came for you Robbie said and he brought out a large cardboard delivery tube.



For me? I echoed checking it out. It was addressed only to Mason c/o the Cockpit etc.



That s one hell of a dildo Mason Al laughed as the guys wandered up to the bar to refresh their beers.



Will you use it on me pretty please Fancy Man? Terry asked.



Only if you really beg for it I smiled and popped open one end of the tube. I peered in. No dildo. Something was rolled up in there. I shook it out. Then brought it over to one of the tables.



I let it unfurl. It was a poster-sized canvass painting.



Whoa Robbie breathed. They don t do art like that anymore.



No. They certainly did not. It looked to be the cover of an old pulp magazine stunningly beautifully rendered. There was an exotic Shangri-La landscape all in vivid greens and golds including a misty kingdom in the background. In the foreground was a young white man slender with longish blond hair and hazel eyes. He was wearing a white leopard skin breechclout and cape. A black stylized claw symbol marked his right shoulder.



He was kneeling in the grass. The homoeroticism of his appearance and poise was subtle but unmistakable.



Wonder what he s got under that leopard skin Carl murmured and the guys chuckled.



Something impressive and tasty I thought.



Behind and above the man posed on a rock was a magnificent black lion with a heavy windswept mane. The fine musculature of the beast had been delineated in blues and white fangs were bared in a defiant growl. The cat spoke of courage and heart emblematic it seemed of the young man s spirit and sexuality.



So who is he? Robbie asked me.



He s a pulp hero. A white guy who finds this secret jungle kingdom and becomes part of a mysterious tribe. This I smiled this is from the sequel where he travels around the kingdom having all sorts of adventures.



Bet you hate that clichГ© Robbie said to me. White man as hero of the jungle. With the black man just there to help.



It s a very outdated stereotype I agreed.



So why would someone send you this?



Because I fancied him.



Robbie frowned. The artist? Or he nodded at the white youth in the picture him.



Both I said gazing at the painted young man kneeling in the grass. Kneeling in homage to his king.



I m the Fancy Man. If you see me and you re worried that I m not going to notice you because of your age or looks think again. If you ve got a fantasy that interests me I might just grant it. I might just bring it to life.



And I might just bring you to life too.

He blushed. Thank you.



I settled onto the couch and waved for him to do the same. It s an odd thing this relationship I end up having with those I pick. It s their house but they act as if it were mine they start to look to me for every little direction. Leo obediently settled as far from me as he could get but kept leaning forward as if I were a magnet. I noticed that he was wearing some lilac scented aftershave. His shoes were polished his nails were clean. It occurred to me that he might have gotten spruced and dressed up for tonight s visit to the Cockpit. That the reason the house was so spic-n -span was because he d held some forlorn hope of bringing someone home.



I wondered what he thought he d net. Certainly not me.



You doing okay? I asked.



That got a faint laugh. I m a wreck. I can t believe this.



And you can t stop wondering why I m here. Look you re scared of me. And you should be. I m young and I m huge and you don t know me. But I promise I m not here to steal anything or hurt you. You couldn t keep your eyes off me because you ve got a fantasy one that involves a big black man. One you ve been jerking off to since…? I left off waiting for him to fill in the blank.



Since I was fourteen he admitted.



Shit. I hope I didn t have to wait that long to have my most desperately held fantasy fulfilled. Sounds like you re way overdue then.



He licked dry lips. If you…if you mean what you say…if you do this for me…you can have what you like. Rob me blind. I ll give you my credit card and ATM number—



Shut that down right now I snapped. I am not a thug.



Sorry! I m sorry! he back-pedaled I didn t mean—I m just…nervous. Very nervous.



My temper doesn t surface often. I can do real damage if I strike out so I ve learned to maintain a sense of humor. But I was irked. Haven t you been listening to anything I ve been saying?



I didn t mean to offend you! Please don t be mad. Leo was visibly panicked. His cultural stereotyping had finally pissed me off and that put him into a terrible quandary. His fantasy contained just such typecasting. Hell I knew it had to. You don t pick out the big black man to play Maria von Trapp in The Sound of Music. Given what Leo had said in the bar we were probably looking at some very dated and offensive caricatures nothing PC about them. To risk being mocked for his fantasy was hard enough for Leo. He didn t want me angry as well.



The pain in his eyes brought my temper back down. Had to remember that the poor man was a virgin at this.



Listen I said quietly I ve got this friend. A lawyer. Specializes in sexual discrimination cases. Instances where women have been paid less than men for doing the same job or haven t gotten an equal chance at management positions. There is nothing and I mean nothing he is more sincerely passionate about than equal rights for women. He will rage for hours on the injustices done to women and how much better the world would be if they were running it. His wife s a chemistry professor and he s proud as can be that she s smarter than he is. But—



I paused dramatically. Leo was leaning in. All ears.



But I said again every now and then he calls the wife and asks for a special evening. When he gets home she greets him at the door in a fifties style Father-Knows-Best gown. Stockings garter belt no underwear—and don t ask me how I know that. Let s just say people tell me things they d never tell their mothers.



Leo nodded his understanding.



She welcomes him home takes his coat helps him on with slippers and smoking jacket dusts the furniture and serves him dinner. One of the dishes is always burned. Deliberately. The potatoes or the macaroni. He expresses his disappointment in her failure of wifely duties and spanks her for it. Which leads to great sex under the table or in the bedroom.



I took in a breath. Leo was wide-eyed. He wasn t naГЇve at least I didn t think he was but perhaps he d only read about such things never suspected that respectable lawyers his neighbors even might be doing it.



The moral of the story is this I said. Stereotypes are bad. They imprison people in boxes and lead to terrible injustices. But when it comes to erotic role-playing they can be very useful. Maybe even essential. I understand that. I won t be insulted by the part you want me to play. But you re going to do me a favor right here and now. You re going to look at me and you re not going to see a big black man. You re going to see a gay man just like you.



Yes sir he said. His gaze fastened on me and he tried to do as I asked. But I could tell that he still wasn t seeing me. He was not however seeing a big black man in that I was wrong. He was he would later tell me seeing me as I d been in the bar: the crown prince the star quarterback. With a snap of my fingers I could have him banished forever or welcomed in. I could change his life.



I m sure at that moment that he d have rather seen me as a thug. Far less frightening.



All right I said. It was time to set up the rules. Here s how this is going to work. We do your fantasy and afterwards nothing gets said about it not by me. Not unless you give me permission. So you don t have to worry about anyone ever hearing of this.



His face relaxed. So he d been worried about that.



If at any time I went on things feel like they re going very wrong you get really scared or unhappy then we stop it. But understand this is my show. I m the director. No argument. You go with it or you stop it but you don t tell me how to do it. Are we agreed?



Yes sir.



Good. Then let s hear this fantasy that s been enthralling you since puberty.



He licked his lips again and rubbed sweaty palms down his pants legs. Here it was the moment of truth. He could ask me to leave or he could trust me. Trust me with his deepest darkest secret.



Desperation? I don t think so. Maybe that s why I like to fulfill such fantasies because that kind of courage deserves a reward.



He got up and made for his office. I heard a lot of shuffling and searching. He finally returned with a book-sized magazine in a protective plastic bag. He stopped in front of me like a schoolboy before a teacher and held it out. I ve never seen anyone s hands shake that badly.



I took it blinked at it. Then blinked again. Leo I said I don t want to hurt your feelings by laughing but do you mind if I smile?



He blew out a chuckle and I took that as permission. I grinned bigger and wider than I had in a long long time.



It was a pulp magazine. Likely Leo had read the original as a boy over and over until it had fallen to pieces. In adulthood unable to forget it he had searched used bookstores and garage sales for a fresh copy. I could imagine how his heart had thumped with joy when he d found it again his holy grail. I was guessing that he now had several copies. This one was probably bought from a collector. It was in pristine condition.



The cover featured a rugged blond hero shirtless of course trousers ripped to pieces so he was hardly clothed at all. His bare back was crisscrossed with whip marks. He was in a jungle setting hemmed in on all sides by black natives wearing animal skins and holding spears.



Foremost among these the jewel in the crown as it were was their king a mighty giant of a black gent in a leopard skin breechclout and cape. His majesty was gazing down at our kneeling hero like a god on high.



It was a stunningly wrought cover. How sad that the artist who had worked so hard who had put so much personal effort into this painting was now long forgotten. Or not. Leo had never forgotten his work. But then the cover was so transparently homoerotic. This was probably the closest that young Leo had gotten to gay porn. The white guy s gaze was I suppose meant to be proud and defiant but it looked awed and worshipful instead. He was kneeling with his head at exactly the right level as if waiting for that great jungle king to lift his breechclout and honor the beaten white man with his (of course) big black cock.



Had the artist like Leo only had this as a way to fulfill his sexual fantasies a bit of paint and canvas?



I gave the picture a closer examination checking out the details getting ideas. The blond bedraggled white man had red tribal lines painted on his face similar to the white ones marking the natives. He also had a black symbol on his bare shoulder a claw/paw print.



The title of the story represented by the picture: The Mark of the Black Lion.



May I read it? I asked Leo. He d been standing by patiently this whole time. He nodded his head eagerly.



I m a fast reader and even if I weren t I only needed to flip through the pulpy story to get the idea. The tall tale concerned a white man s trials and tribulations in the secret mysterious Valley of the Black Lion. It was bigoted as hell but highly entertaining.



This could be fun I thought. And there were at least two parts for me to play which I liked.



I hope you don t expect me to follow this script word-for-word I murmured scanning the cheesy dialogue.



Oh no Leo breathed. Do anything…anything you want.



Which was exactly the right thing to say. The man was learning. I absorbed the style and cadence of the archaic B-movie speeches thought about ways to translate events memorized a few important lines. Then I closed the mag and slipped it back into its protective plastic. My creative juices were flowing. I m going to need twenty minutes or so to set up I told him.



You…you ll do it?



Leo you could not tear me away from this. You go into your bedroom. Find a shirt that you were thinking of throwing out one that you re never going to wear again. Also a pair of pants that are as close as you have to something safari like. No underwear. No socks. No shoes.



Yes sir.



You don t come out till I say so.



No sir. Poor Leo was in that dazed it s-really-going-to-happen-to-me state. Well so long as he did what I told him. He left for the bedroom and I got to work.



I kicked off my shoes and socks then searched through my kit for rope and a riding crop. Also a bottle of lube and a small knife. For the rest I used what was around the house. I found a dozen unused kitchen tiles and put them on a cookie sheet. I put the oven on low. The cookie sheet and tiles went in.



I found jars of red white and black watercolor paint and set them up in the bathroom along with some tea candles matches a throw pillow and the lube. I stoppered the basin and filled it with water. While I was in there I filched tweezers from the cabinet. These along with some paint brushes and a shoebox that I cut in half and poked with holes went into the den.



There was a coat rack on one of the walls. I removed umbrellas sweaters coats a hat measured the height of the hooks. They looked to be about right and fairly sturdy.



By now my energy was up and I was feeling more excited than I d been in well a year at least. I moved potted palms into the tub to complete my jungle scenery and then done came close to clapping my hands and bouncing on my toes.



Dishtowels. I thought suddenly. Dishtowels. I found a pile knotted together four of them and folded the last for a blindfold.



Was that everything? Yes. I adjusted the lights cutting them down till the room was mostly in shadow. This was more for me than Leo to maintain the mood. My heart was pounding and I actually had butterflies in my stomach. Here we go I thought striding up to Leo s bedroom door. I knocked politely.



He threw open the door. He was dressed in an old paint-splattered undershirt that exposed his wiry arms and equally paint-splattered safari-green trousers. His bare feet were long and boney the toes curling into the carpet. He tried to peer past me into the living room but I knew it was too dark for him to see anything. I wondered what he d thought of all the sounds I d been making. He was pale and there was sweat on his upper lip. His hands twisted as he gazed up at me. I was almost a foot taller than him and without his suit he looked pretty small.



Put out your hands I told him holding up the rope. It was a soft white cord that wouldn t leave marks. I didn t mean to tie it that tightly anyway.



His throat bobbed and he obediently stretched forth his arms. I wrapped the rope about his wrists and knotted it. Then I brought out the blindfold.



Once I put this on we start I let him know. Have you heard of safe words?



He nodded. I honestly don t think he was capable of speaking at that moment.



Okay. Anytime you feel things have gone too far and you want it all to stop you yell out Tarzan. That good for you?



He laughed. It was a nervous laugh but I was very glad of it. I didn t want him to take this too seriously. Not that it wasn t important. It was very important. Maybe the most important thing that had ever happened to him. But it s always good to keep a healthy perspective on role-playing. And honestly this was a pretty ridiculous story we were about to enact.



You ready? It was my final and last time asking him. After this I d be in control. And he…he d be at my mercy.



Y-yes sir he managed as if he realized as well that he needed to make his consent clear.



I came around and knotted the folded dishtowel about his eyes making sure it was comfortable and that he couldn t see. He touched at it tentatively. I took hold of the rope about his wrists and pulled him forward.



Come white man I dropped my voice to a growl. He jumped. I guess nothing could have really prepared him for my sudden switch into character. There is no escape I added mockingly from the Valley of the Black Lion!



I dragged him over to the wall hooks. I hoped they were well secured. I grabbed his arms put them over his head and hauled him up on tiptoe to get the rope over the hook. As I d hoped he was able to come down on his heels once it slipped over but his arms were stretched high above his head.



You wanted to meet our king you said. Well you will have your chance. Here he comes. I stepped back to quickly slip off my jeans and gray tank. I wanted to make sure that if Leo happened to touch me he d feel near-naked jungle native not twenty-first century textiles.



I left on my briefs for now. I didn t want him accidentally touching my cock. Not yet.



Cupping a hand about my mouth I called out The King comes! All bow to King Otawa ruler of the Black Lion tribe!



Leo twitched as I stomped forward. He didn t smile or laugh as others might have but it was clear that he wasn t into the fantasy yet. He was still on that edge of disbelief of wondering what the fuck he was doing. Grown men don t play pretend.



Not true actually. We do it all the time. Just not so deliberately and usually with less pulpy material. I still thought this could work and I hoped he d go with it. I knew I knew in my gut and as I am the Fancy Man that if he did he would have the time of his life.



I came close to him close enough that he could smell me feel my heat.



So. This is the white man I said in my kingly voice and though he was blindfolded Leo s head went back as if to gaze up at me. I d used my deepest intonation the one that could rattle glass. His face expressed amazement. The story described Otawa as: A giant of a man. Skin black and gleaming like ebony. Muscles hard as rocks. A gaze that pierced like a spear. His enemies feared him as a demon his people worshiped him as a god! Nice press release that. The king was also supposed to have a voice like the darkest most velvet night. (The writer must have been gay too.)



Leo surely had his own idea of what King Otawa sounded like and from his astonished expression I guessed I d captured it.



This I went on is the stranger who found the secret gateway into our forbidden kingdom. Now he wants to learn all about us. Let us see what kind of man he really is.



I snapped my fingers as if commanding one of my men. A step to the side so I could play the role of obedient native. I grabbed Leo s undershirt. He gasped as he hadn t felt me move and my hand was coming from a different direction than my voice. And then he cried out as I sliced the material to ribbons with my knife. Likely he d expected scissors.



His exposed chest was thin and boney with a scattering of gray hair. I let the knife brush past his nipples as I cut away the short sleeves. He yelped in surprise and shivered. But the nipples went hard.



Setting aside the rags and knife I grabbed at the waistband of his trousers.



No— he breathed.



I smiled. Now we were getting into it. The pants had buttons. Good choice Leo. I popped the top button. The next. He twitched with each one. Last one. I spread open the crotch exposing his naked cock.



Leo was panting for breath now struggling even. I let myself imagine for a moment what it was like for him behind the blindfold. He was in the fantasy now I was sure of it. And he was no longer Leo but that young brawny hero of the story. Bound blinded surrounded by a tribe of hostile natives as they tore away his clothes and examined his white manhood.



How humiliating how exciting how true in a way as I was giving his cock the once over. His pubic hair was as silver as that on his head his uncut member…impressive. It wasn t erect but it had come out to see what was going on and I saw a good seven inches. The balls were large and weighty.



I jerked the pants down and off him. There was nothing muscular or firm on his body but he didn t look bad all in all. A little sad being naked and with that blindfold rather like a prisoner about to face a firing squad.



So this is a white man s cock I said in my kingly voice and took it in hand.



Leo sucked in his breath so fast I thought he was going into convulsions. His head banged against the wall. I guess I d surprised him. It must have been a singular moment for him who d had pubescent wet dreams of Otawa to feel not merely imagine that great jungle king holding his dick.



His cock jumped and started to rise up out of its sheath. I rubbed my thumb over his tip over the slit there liking the reaction. He uttered a helpless moan and shivered.



I released him and stepped back.



Mabawa! I said to the man who according to the story was the king s faithful but implacable bodyguard. I wonder. What does a white man s cock taste like?



What little blood was left in Leo s face drained right out. No I—



I switched voices going for the less deep but harder bodyguard voice. What the king wishes to know he will know! I slipped my hand under Leo s balls and gripped them not hard but threatening. Do you object to a black man s tongue white man? Well there s no escape. We ll do with you what we like! And then bending I gave his cock a nice slow lick.



His whole body went taunt and he gave this strangled cry. Leo had never ever expected anything like this. As he d tell me later he d thought at best that he was going to get rubbed a little through his pants. It was hardly to be believed that he d feel a soft hot tongue on his sensitive head. That it was my tongue was so impossible as to be miraculous.



A part of him knew what was really happening and was stunned the other half of him sinking ever deeper into the fantasy was fixed on my deliberate mention of a black man s tongue. It put into his head the image of Mabawa fierce and dark licking his captured penis. His cock hardened up the rest of the way. It was thick and had beautiful blue veins drops of precum dewed its slit. I flicked at that helmet twice more liking the tangy flavor then released him.

Leo was gasping by now trembling. Oh God he gibbered Oh God—



Tempting as it was I didn t dare do more. I wanted his cock buzzing aching not cumming. And he d cum in a red hot second if I kept toying with him.



Majesty I said in bodyguard voice the white man s cock tastes less salty less dark than ours.



Leo had been hanging there gapping like a fish. Now he closed his mouth and swallowed hard. Let s not fool ourselves. The one thing Leo wanted more than anything was a chance at my dick. I d just placed in his mind the erotic image of all those tribesmen sucking each other off—how else would Mabawa know their flavor?–and suggested that Leo might get his own taste later on. He was salivating so hard he looked like to drool all over himself.



Mabawa I said in my kingly voice instruct the white man then prepare him for the first test. I stomped away grabbed up the riding crop then slipped back to play bodyguard.



I set a hand about Leo s scrawny neck. His chin came up his breath went shallow with anticipation. Listen to me white man I hissed. I do not like you but my king thinks you may be worthy. He is willing to let you attempt our trials. No outsider has ever been granted such a thing. Know that there is no going back. Fail or refuse a trial and you will be exiled from our hidden kingdom left to find your way back across the red desert. Do you understand?



Y-yes.



Master. When you address me you will call me master. When you address my king you will call him sire or majesty. As you value your life do not forget this.



Yes master.



Very good. In a moment I will go prepare the first trial then I will be back to get you. One caution. When your hands are brought down you will be tempted to touch your cock. That is not allowed by order of the king. I pressed the whip across his chest rubbed it down to his pelvis and back up again lightly tapping it over his pebbly nipples. This is a crop made from the toughest elephant hide. Touch your cock brush it even accidentally and I shall hold you down and whip you in punishment. No one is allowed to disobey the king. Do you understand?



He shivered. Yes master. His cock I was pleased to see was still half erect and throbbing with excitement.



I crossed into the kitchen. As fast and quietly as I could I removed the cookie sheet of tiles and shut off the oven. They were quite toasty and I had to use a mitt to lay them out on the floor.



Kids don t try this at home! I m a trained professional.



Back to Leo. Your first trial awaits! I said in bodyguard voice. Hauling him on tiptoe I got him off the hook so to speak. I dragged him into the kitchen stopping him just short of the tiles.



Before you is a bed of hot coals I said. I myself could feel their warmth near my bare feet. Leo blinded head tilting had to be trying to figure out what I d done. Kneeling I lifted one of his feet and brought it down for a quick touch on one of the tiles.



Ouch! he flinched back What the…what is that? I could see the pulse in his throat racing with fear. The tiles hot as sand on a summer beach were going to make for a damned uncomfortable walk. Using the kitchen counters as parallel bars I silently hopped over the mini-bed of coals.



White man! I bellowed from the opposite side in my kingly voice.



Leo s head came up. Sire?



Excellent. Back in the game. You will walk over these coals to me. Or do you want this to end now?



There it was. Double challenge. One for the fantasy hero one for Leo. He drew in a breath put a foot out and stepped onto the tiles.



Ouch! Ah! Ouch! For heaven s sake! He hissed even as he danced the few steps required to reach the other side. I kept my hands near him the entire time but he didn t slip or bang into the counters.



He made it and I took hold of his shoulder as he rocked from foot to heated foot. I gave his thin bicep a squeeze.



I am pleased and amazed white man. None of our tribe has ever endured coals so hot.



Thank you sire he ventured.



Come I will lead you myself to the next trial.



I brought him back into the living room.



For this trial you must stand and not move no matter what pain you feel. This is my command. Can you obey it white man? Can you obey me as king?



Y-yes sire. There was a surprising amount of passion in his answer. I can and I will obey you.



Bring the box I ordered regally even as I gathered up the perforated shoebox. I slipped paintbrushes and the tweezers under the elastic waistband of my briefs hoping none of them would slip. I adjusted the open part of the box at Leo s groin making sure it covered his cock and balls.



W-what s that?



Switch of voice back to the menacing bodyguard. That white man is the box of horrors. It is filled with spiders scorpions and other vile creatures. None is poisonous but they will sting. The king is watching to see whether you can endure. Whether you can obey him as we his tribe would obey. I do not think you will last.



Leo gulped but he also took a firmer stance and held his hands up against his chest. I took the tweezers and poked them into a hole. Pinched quickly. Leo yelped and almost leaped back. Then he seemed to remember and clenched his teeth. I poked into another hole pinching another. He twitched and cried out but he didn t grab at the box and he didn t call for Tarzan.



I knew I had to be tweezing thighs scrotum penis. Truth was I wasn t altogether sure what I was doing to him. I poked in through the holes and whatever I got I got. Only Leo knew what that was for sure.



I switched to a hard bristled paintbrush poking in the brush end. He flinched and shuddered when those bristles touched him. To be expecting the painful pinch of those tweezers and then to suddenly to feel those harsh bristles must have been very frightening.



I turned the brush around and poked with the blunt end. Out and into another hole. Again with the tweezers. A bit of a juggling act as I was also holding steady the box but I got into a rhythm and tried to be random. Leo cried out each time I poked into his balls or brushed his cock with those rough bristles or pinched him with the tweezers. His body broke out in a sweat. But he did not move.



Once more I sunk into his mind one of the pleasures of topping being able to imagine what the other person is feeling. Leo was imagining this box filled with nasty creatures scuttling over his sensitive scrotum nipping at the tip of his penis. Tugging maybe nesting in his pubic hair. And he dare do nothing as they tormented him because he knew the king was watching approving. Knew that the king s spiteful bodygu