[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"You okay?" I asked him and just as I always did as I lay atop him and we both basked in the moment. "Yeah," he whispered. "Do we have time to do it again?" I looked at my clock on the little shelf above my bed; it's one in the morning and I told him that maybe we did; should we risk it? I pulled out of him and sat next to him as we both contemplated part three - how to get to the bathroom to get "degreased" and cleaned up without waking anyone up. He went first and while I waited for him, I thought about that nasty-assed feeling and thought that popped into my head. It was still there, telling me how fucked up we both were for what we'd just finished doing. I reached into my mind and grabbed the moment of that thought and looked at it - don't ask me how I did this, okay? I saw it and it was, indeed, a moment of absolute clarity in that I knew what we were doing to each other, knew exactly how wrong it was being both boys and brothers and it make me feel sick to my stomach... Then I somehow ignored it. That "voice" in my head was right, of course... just a question of whether or not I really agreed with it... and I didn't. I took my turn in the bathroom and my thoughts battled inside my head and what I really wanted to know is why now? Why would this pop into my head now... and when this wasn't the first time we'd did it to each other? It never showed up before with any other guy! I knew there had to be an answer, just as I knew I had to find it... and I would find it... but, first, it was about going back to our room and deciding if we did, in fact, have enough time to make each other cum again. And for me to see if this moment of clarity would return again.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The whole time he fucked me, my cock laid soft and dormant but as we changed places with each other, I was painfully hard as I slathered us both up and mounted him, poking my boner between his cheeks and right straight into his butt. I sighed and he said, "Damn... that motherfucker feels good..." The clock is running in my head; I do not want to get caught again but I'm not really in a hurry - you get it, don't you? I rearranged myself so that I could watch my dick going in and out of him and to take my greater weight off of him as well... and the sight of my dick going in and out of my brother's hiney never failed to put things into perspective; nasty, forbidden and morally wrong... and then that moment of clarity slammed into me as a voice inside my head said, "You know you're wrong for doing this..." I blinked - where is this shit coming from? - but just like when he sucked me off, the thought passed quickly and was replaced with that crazy feeling of my dick getting longer and thicker in his ass... then that first shot of sperm went into him and the world went hazily white; god, this felt so fucking good... it always felt so fucking good... but that thought was still there and trying to bother me.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He's grinning at me and despite that ugly thought stuck in my head, I'm grinning back at him; he's so good at sucking my dick but now it's on to part two of our routine. I reach down between my bed and the wall and grab the jar of Vaseline I kept there just for these moments and hand it to him, feeling the anticipation growing inside me as he slathered his dick and my hole with cool stickiness. He mounted me and slid right into me; none of that hunting around for my hole because he knew where it was. He groaned, I sighed and thought how familiar he felt inside me and reminding me that out of all the guys who had ever fucked me, he was still my all-time favorite. He starts to move inside me and it's delicious; I learned not to get a bad case of the giggles to hear that somewhat obscene sound his greasy dick made in my greasy butt and just focus on how good it felt. We both knew we could get busted at any time; shit, we'd already had that experience and it wasn't fun at all. Still, he took his time... while not taking his time, if that makes sense and I settled into being in that moment, feeling his hot, sweaty body atop mine, his dick sliding in and out of my ass - did it get any better than this? Yes, it does. After what seemed like hours, I felt his dick swell in my butt as he fucked me faster and deeper; I heard him gasp but not before I felt his sperm shooting into me, his dick twitching like crazy inside me and the happy moan escaped my lips all by itself followed by a few quiets noises that weren't exactly a language that could be understood. He withdrew and, as always, I felt... empty and somewhat disappointed... but happy at the same time; I could feel his spunk starting to ooze out of me and that always felt weird but good to me. "My turn," he whispered.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]My brother had woke me up in the middle of a hot, muggy night to tell me he couldn't sleep - did I want to do it? I had barely been able to nod off myself; no air conditioning and while there was a slight breeze blowing outside, none of it was coming in through the open windows in our room so I said yes... and the fun began. First came sucking each other off... and no matter how many times we'd done this, there was always that "Do you wanna go first?" thing to take care of but we once again got it sorted out and I took his cock into my mouth and got lost in his taste, feel, and the fact that there would be hell to pay if we got caught. Moments later, he exploded into my mouth, groaning as quietly as he could while fucking into my mouth as I swallowed his load and, while I was sure he was feeling better, I knew I was. We changed places and he wasted little time covering my dick with his mouth; I sighed and watched him sucking me and it never failed to amaze me how the two of us, who normally didn't get along with each other, could put aside our differences for this. He's getting me very close and whatever thoughts that were going through my mind were getting drowned out by the white noise of my pending release and just before it hit me like a runaway truck, my mind "woke up" and asked, "What are you doing?" This was wrong, evil, forbidden, beyond nasty - and a split-second later, I was shooting into his mouth and it was heavenly as always... but there was that thought echoing in my brain and I didn't have a clue where it came from but what I knew was that it was disturbing... but I didn't have time to think about it all that much.[/SIZE][/FONT]
i have a gay 2nd cousin but never been out knowed him all my life same age as me about 5 years ago he asked me did i go bothways so i said yeah i do why you ask every do a all male 3some he said yeah but not here want to do one with me and my friend when i asked my rental house tonight and be cleaned out you gonna get it in both holes so that night got to his rental house i got naked he put me on a padded bench and i let him cuff me up hands and legs he grinned and said you gonna get some black cock then a black guy about 22 put his 7 inch med thick dick in my mouth and i started sucking his cock my cousin started rimming my asshole which got me hot finally the carl was his name took his cock and started fucking me my cousin then sucked my cock till i cummed after he drained me he frenched kissed me and said this is how you do gay sex i then sucked him off and when i got finished we kissed again then i felt carl filling my ass full then him and my cousin started fooling around some and looking at me and grinning then i felt it guy named john was working his cock in my asshole i could feel my anus open up and he went in as he put in all the way in i moaned and then he started fucking me i knew the next day my asshole was gonna be sore but it felt so good when he got finished i had cum running out my ass and down my legs they uncuffed me and i whn hn ent to clean up when i got cleaned up john said next time we can go to my house and you can fuck my wife while i fuck you
[I]I have recently discovered a cash of guys that call themselves the boner boys.. they are older guys who meet regularly at the local sauna.. they are mostly married and or divorced guys that are sexually frustrated and or in sexless marriages.. one of them reached out to me through an add I placed.. the add stated that I am a sub bottom guy that loves serving married men and giving them what they don’t get at home.. I met said guy at the rec center and chatted for a bit and was invited in to meet some of the guys.. we went to the locker room got naked and grabbed a couple of towels then went to the sauna.. there were 5 guys there and I shook each hand and was introduced as the bottom guy.. I told them that I am submissive and that pretty much good with most anything.. we chatted for just a moment and one of them came over and says I brought breakfast for you.. I explained that I would gladly suck his cock for him but if I did I expected to be fucked by it when it is rock hard.. he smiled and said of course.. next thing I know I am on my back with one cock in my mouth one in each hand, one guy sucking my cock and another pounding my pussy quite aggressively.. I just gave all control over to them and enjoyed sucking and being fucked.. all in all I sucked 4 of the 5 and gave the guy that sucked me off a hand job.. the 4 I sucked each fucked me very well with 2 of them fucking me twice.. I fed the guy that sucked me 2 loads and left with 6 loads of seed deep inside of me.. in the shower I lathered up and cleaned each of them and gave them all a lick or two.. two of them cleaned and lathered me and one fingered me while they did.. it was a great morning.. later I found out that the guys I met are only about half of the group.. they meet twice a week and normally just give each other hand jobs as none are bottoms.. only the one guy that sucks.. I am invited to join them any time I like.. wow who knew that ya could find a group like this.. I am a really lucky guy[/I]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Going to summer camp solidified my theory big time. Those first couple of days being "cooped up" with a bunch of guys you never met before would get things sorted out; you'd find out who wanted to do it, who was afraid to do it but willing, and that one guy who wouldn't do anything - but he wasn't gonna rat out any of us who were doing it when the counselor left us alone for the night so that four of the eight bunks in the cabin would routinely be empty almost every night. Not that such things were relegated for the night; we had a communal shower and one that was perfect for sucking dick and, if there was time, fucking some very soapy backsides; the camp was surrounded by thick woods with trails made by the hundreds of campers that made them... and a lot of off the beaten path places where two guys could get naked and have sex without being seen or heard... and hopefully without winding up with a bad case of poison ivy or poison sumac... and a lot of guys "mysteriously" had a need for a lot of calamine lotion, it seems. There was this one kid, one camping year, who spent most of his night time and sleeping hours sucking my dick and as if his life depended on it. He never wanted to suck any of the other guys - just me... but I was usually the only Black kid in the cabin. I didn't know why he was fixated on me or why he'd turn down the other dicks he was being offered... but it went from being all good to annoying after only a few days and I asked him why he was turning the other guys down. "Your dick is bigger," he said and just like I had asked him what time it was. "Like you, I've been coming here for years and there's always one Black guy in every cabin so, um, I know what I like. You ready for some more?" That year, he found out that Black guys do suck dick - I wasn't happy being left out of the fun he was having with me. It made the other guys in the cabin jealous but since I wasn't of a mind to let their dicks go unsucked, eh, they got over it. Yes... get a bunch of boys together and there's nothing for them to do? Guess what happens most of the time?[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]As a Boy Scout, camping out was just part of the routine; sometimes, we'd use the cabins at the area Boy Scout camp and sometimes, we'd pitch our tents and rough it to learn the skills and get merit badges - lots of things to keep us busy during the daylight hours. But once it got dark and we'd retire to our tents? Wasn't hard to figure out what was going on in many of them (and, no - no Scoutmasters were involved that I knew about) because whoever I was sharing a tent with would, invariably, ask, "Hey... do you wanna do it?" Of course I did. We had new members join the troop and one weekend, we were roughing it and I got a new kid in my tent with me that night and we talked, got to know each other better but when the conversation faded away - and we were both just lying there staring at the top of the tent, I heard him whisper, "Hey... have you ever done it with a boy?" "Yeah - have you?" I asked. "No... but I want to," he said as he somehow managed to climb into my sleeping bag with me - when did he get totally naked? We spent a long time sucking each other off, taking a break, and sucking some more - he was amazing and a fast learner. During one break, he told me that he had always wanted to do it with another boy... but the guys he hung around with never let him join in (he never said why) and he was glad that he finally got to do what he always wanted to do... even if it was with a Black kid; he came from an all-white neighborhood, it turned out. How our Scoutmaster and his assistant didn't know what we were doing when "the lights went out" escaped me and I reasoned that maybe they did know... and the best option for them was to just let boys be boys and get it out of our systems or not to intervene unless things got out of hand. I don't know but what I knew and was having proved to me that when you get a bunch of guys together and they don't have much to do, you could count on dicks getting pulled out.[/SIZE][/FONT]
Archive
Recent Comments
