Erotic Sam

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved

He had been with Cory for almost three months, the longest he had ever been with another person. There was something there, but what Cory had said, it just wasn’t fair, or right. No way was he a slut, or a pervert, and for Cory to say that, was just, well, being mean.

Like how many times had they been driving or walking, and Cory not point out some stud, commenting on how he’d not mind sucking him off, or ramming his ass with his dick? So maybe he wouldn’t do it, and Sam would, still he bet if Cory could, he would.

After all, it wasn’t like they were dried up old prunes. Both of them were just barely 20, and build like they had worked out, though truth was neither of them had seen the inside of a Gym since High School. Cory was a bit heftier, but then he didn’t exercise like Sam. Still, he was a looker, just like he was, so what was his frigging problem about being sought after?

Okay, so they were supposed to be together, but it wasn’t like they had formally talked about it. He didn’t really think he was supposed to be exclusive, and so what if the opportunities came up, and he took advantage of them? Still didn’t make him a slut. Besides, Cory wasn’t into all the stuff he was, so what, he was supposed to just stop wanting the things that excited him, just for Cory?

Cory was good, he could fuck his ass for what seemed like hours, before he would cum. He was good at it, and Sam liked to have his butt ploughed. He loved how Cory would slap his butt cheeks, just before driving his hard cock into him. The pain was intense when he first penetrated his butt, but then it would start to change. He would feel his muscles trying to hold onto the long thick pole, to feel it pulse even, as it drove deep into him. He loved it, loved how Cory would twist his body and make the cock twist inside of his tight hole. It made him sweat, made him groan too.

The way he would pound him, then suddenly make him change positions. From being on top, to being on his side, when he would slowly push his dick in and out. The way it would feel at a different angle, all made him tingle and moan. Even just thinking about it made him horny, made him hot inside and out. But he liked more, and while Cory could slam his ass anytime, and in a ton of different positions, it just wasn’t enough for him.

Sure, when he would tower over him, his legs pushed back over his head, his ass lifted up and Cory’s thick cock was driving hard into him, was great. To see his long dark hair shaking, the strands flaying across his own heaving chest, was amazing. To feel the drops of Cory’s sweat as they splattered onto his face, his chest, was sexy as hell.

The way Cory’s brown eyes would glitter, sparkle really, as his cock drove deep into Sam’s open body. It was all amazing, but it just wasn’t enough. Sure the feel of that cock spreading his insides, stretching him each and every time he pushed in, was exciting. It always made him tremble, made his legs go numb as blood would rush to his own cock, but it wasn’t enough.

Sam loved how Cory would pile drive his ass. How his cock would become like a jack hammer. The way his hips would move so fast, that they would be blurred. His own eyes would be misted, covered by his own sweat, mixed with the constant stream of Cory’s sweat. How his chest would heave, twitch when the long strands of dark hair would scrape across it. The way his muscles would coil, tremble even, while his insides were being pounded was all thrilling, and for that moment, ideal.

Every now and then, Cory would reach out, and twist one or both of his nipples. He would make him cry out, as his fingers would take hold of the nipples, then viciously twist them, making him cry out in pain. The cock would be buried deep inside him at the time, twisting. Cory knew how to make that cock turn, no matter how deep inside of Sam it was. The pain would mix with the deep waves of pleasure, and then he would feel his hot breath on his face, then the press of those thin lips against his mouth.

He would feel the pressure, then opening his own lips, would feel the hot tongue dig in. His mouth would suddenly be filled by the swirling tongue, as Cory would gyrate his hips more, making his groin sink down further into the bed or what ever he was laying on top of.

The kiss never lasted long, as he would take his tongue out, his teeth would grab his lower lip and nibble on it, before he would give his head a shake, raking Sam’s face with his long hair. Sweat would cover him, as Cory would raise his head back, tossing it back, as his hips would push in and out like a giant piston.

It always amazed Sam, at how Cory could pound him so fast, so hard. It was like a racing car engine that had no limits. The cock would pound him and with each hard thrust inwards, would pick up speed. At the end it was like a hundred different thick rods being rammed into him. He knew it was stupid, but there were times he wished he would just do it slowly, to let the cock slowly slide into him, then slowly, very slowly, pull almost out. He wanted to feel every inch of that cock as it moved in and out, to feel the veins underneath it quiver, to feel it tremble as it moved in and out.

Yet he had to admit, being fucked by Cory was still an amazing feeling. The power & stamina was unreal. The guy could keep that dick rock hard, from start to finish. If anything, it seemed to grow thicker, as it pounded his ass, made his insides feel like mush. There were moments when he would feel as if the cock would dig its way through and pop out his throat. It felt like it was that far inside, and when it twisted around, when that huge head banged into his soft insides, then pushed further down, he could feel his own legs quiver, his whole body shake.

Then when it was about to end, the sudden emptiness inside as Cory would pull out, rip the condom off, made his whole body shake and shiver. His legs would slowly sink down, numb from being held up for so long, yet as his eyes would adjust to stare up and over at Cory, he would feel the pounding still.

His memory would replay the feelings, as if they were still happening, as he would see Cory constrict his face, his eyes clenched tightly shut, the lips trembling as his hand flew up and down his hard dick. The way his cheeks would sink into his mouth, his nostrils flare out as he could hear the panting.

Then would come the piercing cry. He would see his mouth suddenly open wide, as the scream of release would come from deep inside of Cory. It would echo in the room, and the head would whip backwards, the chin jutting out, the hair flying backwards. Cory’s chest would be sunken, but his hips and crotch would suddenly push forward.

Cory’s hand would be like a blur, but he could see the wild shape of the pulsing cock head, as it would push forward, and then he would catch the flash of grey, as the first stream of Cory’s cum would suddenly come flying out towards him.

The hot cum would strike him in the upper chest. It would burn as it splattered across his chest, mixing with the river of sweat that would be pouring down the centre. It would make him flinch, make his whole body quiver to each hot splash. His belly would shake, the muscles rolling, as usually the second stream would splatter across, some even filling his belly button.

While the first splatters would be drying, the second stream cooling, the third and final load of Cory’s cum would hit him, around his groin. It would strike like huge rain drops, across his pubic hairs, even across his own quivering cock. There would be a strange moan from above him, and he would see Cory’s eyes flutter, as the lean body would shake before him.

He would see the body slowly collapse, usually on him, but off to one side. Sam would feel Cory’s heaving chest, as it would press his side, as Cory’s head would rest just to the side of Sam’s shoulder. An arm would drape across his own heaving chest, and he could see the affection being reflected in Cory’s face, but that was where it ended.

Cory was finished, and by this time, too weak to do much but watch as Sam would have to jerk himself off. It wouldn’t take him long, to cum, but it wasn’t as satisfying as it could be. Not if Cory was maybe doing the stroking, or if he would let Sam shoot his load on him. Cory didn’t like cum on him, not after he had cum.

Sam had needs too, and as far as he was concerned, Cory wasn’t willing to satisfy them. Oh sure, he was quite willing to fuck him, but when Sam wanted to feel his own cock driving between those firm cheeks, Cory was quick to beg off, to claim he wasn’t in the mood. When he wanted to suck on Cory’s cock, there was no hesitation, but when Sam wanted the favour returned, Cory was always not in the mood.

Now here he was, bitching and calling him a slut, because he spent a few hours with Justin, having his own cock sucked on, having his own balls licked and sucked. It wasn’t like Cory never did it, but it was rare. So what if he let Justin taste his cock, so what if he spread Justin’s creamy white cheeks apart, and licked his ass, and drove his tongue into that nice pink hole?

He liked it, and Cory didn’t. Oh, he didn’t mind Sam rimming him, but he wouldn’t let him finger him, wouldn’t let him use a dildo or anything. Justin was more than willing to let Sam lick his hole, to drive not just one finger up his ass, but two and even three fingers. To feel that 19 year old’s body squirm as he drove his three fingers deep into his hole was nirvana. It was food for his libido, plus it didn’t end there. Justin loved to have him finger him, to fill his hole, to lick at it, to taste it.

Then he would beg Sam to fuck him, to ram his cock deep into the well moistened hole. So naturally he would oblige, and it felt great. To feel that wet hole on the tip of his cock head. To feel the muscle resist him at first, as he slowly pushed his cock in, slowly feeling the muscles around the pink hole stretch, as his cock made its way inside.

The warmth, the way the inside muscles wrapped around his cock, held it, or tried to, as he slowly pushed inwards was heady stuff for Sam. Something Cory refused to give him, and Justin wasn’t a whore either. His ass was tight, always tight but just like he enjoyed Cory’s cock inside, Justin enjoyed having Sam bury his in him.

He loved to be fucked, to feel Sam’s own throbbing pole dig deep into him, then gradually go faster, then slow down. He could twist his cock too, not as good as Cory, but good enough to get Justin moaning, pounding the side of the bed, urging him on. Justin wasn’t a dead fuck, or a quiet one. He loved to moan, to groan, as Sam would pound his ass.

It didn’t take him hours before he was ready, and he would pull out, rip off his condom, and after maybe two or three quick strokes, his own cock would be shooting its cream across Justin’s still trembling body. He would see the cum fly out, see it hit Justin’s milky white body, see it splatter.

His own body would tremble, quake differently than when he would watch Cory cum on him. This was different, it was his cum, and it wasn’t always on the chest, or on the crotch. There were times when he couldn’t hold back, and would pull out, shooting his load across the small of Justin’s back, watch as his cream splattered across that trembling backside, see the butt cheeks quiver, shake as the cum hit.

Sam could watch the cum flow down, smearing it even across Justin’s flesh. They would kiss too, deep long kisses, that had a taste of cum to it. He would lick his own cum and then kiss Justin, who would always suck the cum from his mouth, or off his lips. It was unreal how it would make him tremble, make him shake.

Then he would go down on Justin. The way his eyes would light up, as his lips would touch the cock head, the way the pre cum would be oozing out. How he would smear it across the cock, using his lips, then wrap those lips around the whole head. Sam would always take Justin’s cock deep into his mouth, and Justin would moan and reach out, to grab hold of Sam’s hair. He would twist his fingers around the strands of blond hair, then he would push Sam’s face down onto his cock, forcing all of his cock deep into Sam’s throat.

He would push so hard, that at times Sam would gag, but he kept the cock inside, even when his nose would be pressing hard into Justin’s crotch. It was thrilling to smell that aroma, to feel the pubic hairs tickling his nose, his chin, and it never took Justin long.

His cum was sweet, not much salt to its wonderful taste. He would take all he could, drink it all, barely letting any drip out from the corner’s of his mouth. It was totally satisfying, and when it was over, he would lay next to Justin. He would feel his hot breath on his shoulder, feel the damp hair next to his face, and his cock would be soft, drained just as Justin’s would be.

Too bad Cory didn’t understand that, but to have called him a slut, was just mean spirited. It also meant that he’d have to find someone else who could fuck him hard, because he wasn’t about to give up Justin or Mark either for that matter. Good thing Cory didn’t know about him, he thought, as he looked down at the sleeping figure next to him.

He smiled, trying to remember the name of the sleeping figure. It didn’t matter, as he saw that whoever it was, had a very nice looking cock, bigger than Cory’s actually, and while he might be sleeping, no way was that cock asleep. It was sticking almost vertical, and he felt the desire in his own body, as he let his hand move softly across the sleeping figure.

Damon, that was his name, as his hand reached the groin, the fingers just lightly touching the base of the fully erect cock. He had remembered his name, as the figure stirred, and a pair of soft blue eyes opened, and a warm smile crossed the handsome face that now looked at him. Sam smiled back, pleased at remembering the name, as his hand took hold of the hard cock.

Cory’s angry words no longer mattered, as he leaned forward. He liked sex, and he wanted as much as he could get. It was Cory’s loss, not his, as he breathed in deeply, smelling that mix of sweat and dried cum with a hint of perfume.

Morning After

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved

Dustin felt the rays of the sun burning at the back of his eyelids, as he opened first one, then the other to stare at the bright morning sun. It was beaming in, lighting up his entire bedroom, despite the curtains being drawn. He yawned, feeling the stiffness in his joints, as he stretched his arms up and over his head.

It was then he realized that he wasn’t alone in his bed. His eyes blinked as he leaned up, to stare at the figure covered by his blankets, that lay next to him. At the same time he realized he was stark naked under the covers, and he had no recollection of anything.

Panic was reaching for him, when his memory finally seemed to wake up, lagging behind his body’s awakening. It suddenly all came back to him as he looked over at the slightly smaller figure. Leaning up against the wall, he felt the memory of last night come flooding back to him.

How he had picked up the guy, or was he the one who had been picked up? Thinking about it now, he stared down at the still sleeping young man, who was just 19. Cully was his name, he recalled as his mind began to unravel the hidden memories of last night.

Dustin had first spotted him running down the street towards the bus stop. He had noticed the way his butt had swayed, as he ran to catch the bus, but failed. For some odd reason it had made him smile, and more surprisingly, had made him pull into the curb, to offer the guy a ride.

That was totally out of character for him, and now here he was. Sitting in bed, and next to him the young man who had turned out to be more than just a passing fancy.

He shivered a little, as he glanced over to the night table next to him. There were empty condom wrappers, which gave him a sense of relief. At least what happened last night had been somewhat safe, though he was still struggling to recall it all.

The figure next to him moved a bit, a small little groan escaped and Dustin could now see his face. He had dark hair, a large lock covering his forehead and one eye. The eyelids were still shut, but he could see the long dark eyelashes, remembering what a turn on they had been when Cully had first poked his head inside, as Dustin had pulled up to the bus stop.

It had given Dustin an instant hard on, and as his mind became more awake, he knew it had been a lot more than just a quick ride to somewhere. His body was stiff, but he realized it wasn’t from sleep, but from all that had happened last night. The memories were flooding his mind now, and he sighed, realizing what a night it had been.

Somehow the offer of a ride down the street had turned into grabbing some burgers and fries, then going back to his place. Early on he had brought out the booze, but it was just icing on the cake, as Cully was making all the moves. He didn’t need any coaxing, and as he sat there, he realized it was he who had needed the artificial courage.

While he was no slouch in the looks department, had his own special features that managed to keep his dance card full, Cully was a few steps above his league. To begin with, Cully was 19, while he was 22, nearly 23. Cully was an inch or two shorter than he was, but he had a perfect looking body. Not much body hair, except around his lower legs. Even his pubic hairs were sparse, but damn he had a monster cock.

Just recalling that first glimpse, gave him a strange sensation, and the ache in his ass suddenly reminded him of just how big that cock had been. Hell, as he thought about how thick and long it was, he could feel his own cock stirring, beginning to tent the sheet that covered him, for the moment.

He could feel his chest heaving, as his eyes glanced back over at the sleeping figure. The way the nostrils were flaring, the eyelashes fluttering, brought it all back to him. He could recall the press of those thin lips against his own full mouth, how they had pressed, how the tongue had worked between his own lips, to dig deep into his mouth. It was all coming back to him, as he found his hand moved down towards his cock.

Christ he was like some teenager, feeling so horny from nothing but a memory. Yet that memory was laying next to him, and he glanced back over, wondering if he should wake him, or if he should just slide his hand over, to touch him once more? Dustin was finding it hard to think, the ache in his groin, between his buttocks, was making him sweat a bit. Tiny beads were once more dotting his forehead, less than those that had dripped from his forehead last night.

His toes curled up, and his legs spread open a bit more, as he thought about last night, about how the evening had somehow turned to raw sex, from a simple lift. He could feel the firm arms wrapping around his own body, at how the lips pressed against his flesh, at how the hand had gripped his cock, holding it tight. It all was coming back to him, as he turned his head away from the sleeping young man. He stared up at the ceiling as if last night was being replayed on it.

There was the image of him entwined with Cully, of the two of them ripping the clothes off the other, of their naked bodies pressing into each other’s. How good it had felt to have Cully’s cock sticking into his belly, at how erotic it had felt to have his own cock wedged underneath, and how they had kissed so passionately. It all was playing on his ceiling, as his eyes were closed tightly, remembering it all, tasting it again, feeling it again.

‘Last night was good, wasn’t it?’

The voice broke through his thoughts, and he turned towards the voice, his eyes opening wide. Dustin found himself staring into those dark eyes, seeing the gleam in them that had made such an impression on him last night. He saw the golden flesh of the young man’s chest too, as the sheet was resting down near his waist. His eyes couldn’t help but also notice the bulge below, as he quickly looked back up.

‘You could say that.’

‘Mmmmm, yep I sure could, but I see you aren’t just a night owl.’

Dustin looked at Cully, then at what Cully was staring at. He saw the tent look of the sheet, and laughed. Glancing back up he saw Cully beginning to reach over, and at the same time, shuffle his body closer. The sheet was still between them, but he could feel the heat coming from Cully’s crotch as they snuggled close together. He could feel his breath on his face, smell his morning breath that for some reason didn’t turn him off.

Then he saw the eyelashes flutter, as the face tilted and came closer. Before he could react, he felt the press of those lips once more, their taste even more arousing than last night. He kissed him back, letting his tongue push apart the young man’s lips.

Cully seemed to know how to play him, as his hand moved quickly from under the sheet, to move it out of the way. Dustin felt the hot flesh against his own, felt the warmth creeping along his prone body as Cully moved in closer, while Dustin’s tongue continued to taste the inside of Cully’s mouth.

His body shuddered, as Cully reached down to grab hold of his cock. As the hand tightened around it, gave it a pull or two, he then felt Cully’s cock wedge in more. Then it was placed next to his own, and Cully’s hand was holding them both together. It was like he could feel the blood rushing in both cocks, as they were pressed together. His heart was beginning to beat a bit faster, as Cully let go of the two cocks.

The hand moved up and along Dustin’s crotch, twisting the pubic hairs a bit, the fingers prodding at the soft flesh of Dustin’s belly. He found his own hands begin to reach out and draw Cully in closer. His fingers touched the hot flesh, and reached down to prod the scrotum, to press the testicles a bit, as he moaned softly.

Cully’s hand moved up around his face, touching him and caressing him at the same time. It moved up over his hair, twisting strands and then running down the side of his face, lightly touching his cheeks, then down to his shoulder. The fingers clutched at his shoulder, as he broke the kiss off, then began to lick at Dustin’s throat.

Dustin felt his legs quiver, felt his stomach twist as his body trembled to the rapid changes of Cully’s hands. The closeness of that hard cock only adding to his lust, his desire. He no longer was thinking of last night, as his own hands moved randomly across the young body. His fingers found a nipple, tweaked it until he heard a garbled groan of pleasure. Then he released it and continued to caress the stomach, the belly, while Cully ran his hand up and down Dustin’s pounding chest.

He would find a small chest hair, and twirl it around a finger, then pull, then he would release it to ran the palm of his hand over it, then down, to where he would quickly grab Dustin’s cock, stroke it two or three times, before moving back up the now shaking torso.

It was if last night was a prelude, as if it was just a minor get acquainted meeting. There constant touching, moaning was making them both sweat. The bed was no longer soft and dry, but rumpled and wet as they twisted around the whole bed. One minute Dustin would be on top, then it would be Cully. Their heads would be near the headboard, then hanging off the side. Their legs would dangle from the foot, then be pressing up against the wall, as they touched and played with each other.

Dustin felt his breath growing shallow, felt the ache in his rectum burning, as he was suddenly laying face down, his head dangling off the side of the bed. A pillow was under his waist, and he felt his legs being pulled apart, by Cully’s knees. He didn’t resist, as he felt Cully’s hands pushing at his buttocks, as the fingers suddenly reached between, one on either side. Then he felt them dig into his flesh, as he softly moaned his enjoyment.

The first touch of the tongue against his buttocks made him moan louder, made him spread his legs further apart. The fingers were clenched deep into his flesh, pulling his cheeks apart. The tongue licked at the soft pink flesh inside, running up and down the valley, until it reached his pink hole. Then the tongue seemed to twirl up and poke at him, then flatten as it licked at the outer rink of his hole. The tip lightly passing over at times, making his whole body shake.

The first wave of pleasure came rushing up from his spine, as Cully let his tongue flick at Dustin’s hole. He felt it rub the muscles, then all around before it finally spread his hole open, and dove inside. He felt the raspy edged tongue licking at him as it made its way inside, touching him and filling him at the same time. He moaned loudly, his hands grabbing the bed sheets, bunching them up in his fists, as his body began to quake.

Cully’s tongue moved in and out quickly, then it licked around the hole, before once more diving deep inside. He cried out, feeling his body shaking, feeling his mind growing cloudy. His pulse was racing as the tongue licked him deep and hard inside, then moved out and licked down his valley, towards his sac.

A hand reached under him, pulling his hard cock out and he cried out, as Cully’s tongue licked his whole cock shaft. First he had licked at the full balls, then the hot throbbing pole and now Dustin found himself rolled over, his legs spread apart, and Cully leaning up and over his groin.

His eyes opened briefly, to see the young man’s hair dangling over his face, to feel the warm lips wrap around his cock, two fingers probing his rectum. He felt himself shudder, felt his balls growing fuller, as his body shook. Dustin’s legs were taut, spread fully apart, threatening to break him into two, as Cully sucked on his cock.

The two fingers dug deep into him, pressing up hard, then they began to slowly move around, to twirl and twist inside, as his mouth was moving up and down on his cock. He felt the nose dig into the soft flesh of his belly, then slide off to the side, between his thigh and crotch.

He cried out, as Cully licked at the throbbing pole, as he pulled his fingers almost out, before driving them in even further. His whole body was quivering, as he felt his body about to explode. The lips seemed to tighten even more, and a hand was rubbing him, going from his stomach up his chest, then back down. Dustin felt Cully’s lips up around the head of his cock, felt them sucking just at the head, as the hand now grabbed hold of his shaft, pulling at it quickly.

Dustin moaned, groaned, as his body shook, as Cully sucked on his cock head. The tongue licked just underneath, then the hand moved away, the mouth came crushing down to bury itself into his pubic hairs. The fingers in his rectum went diving in hard, twisting as they did, and his balls moved up then down, as his body released its load.

His voice echoed in the room, mingled with the slurping sounds coming from Cully. His hips arched upwards, driving his cock even deeper into Cully’s mouth, and he heard the gagging sound, as his first stream of cum shot out.

Dustin could feel his milk spurting, feel it as the head moved back, as every nerve in Dustin’s body began to tingle, to quiver. His heart was pounding, the pulse racing as his chest heaved. His respiration was ragged and shallow, as his body shook. His cum was spurting out, splashing against Cully’s face. He could feel drops of it fall onto his own body, as his buttocks clenched together, trapping the two fingers inside.

He yelled, as his body shot every drop of cum it could. His balls were throbbing, his cock quivering, as the heavy load of cream dribbled out, to be licked up greedily by Cully’s tongue. Sweat was dripping down his forehead, across his face, as he fell back onto the bed, exhausted.

The only sound he could hear was the beat of his heart, the rapid breathing of Cully, as he lay there, exhausted. His eyes flickered, as he looked up to the sprawled body next to him. He could see his face, looking so angelic, so sweet, and yet so full of lust. It was amazing, as he lay there, wondering what would happen after breakfast.

Cully smiled, as he rolled over a little, showing his still heaving chest.

‘Never thought I’d be glad to have missed a bus’

Dustin grinned, as he reached over to lay his arm over Cully’s body.

Just Sex (2)

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

The food wasn’t the best, but for a guy who hadn’t eaten in a few days, it tasted like dining out at a fancy restaurant. At least it ended the rumbling inside, and the annoying gurgles. Kyle had worried that they would be picked up by the microphone or something, but in the shower scene the running water had masked it, least he hoped so.

Lunch gave him a chance to study the other guys in the room. The camera crew were obvious, as they were the only one’s dressed. The naked one’s all looked bored, yet he couldn’t be more amazed at how they all seemed in a state of being semi hard. At one point or another, they had all checked him out, and he felt a bit self conscious.

Sam obviously knew how to pick them. Tony seemed a carbon copy of Tyler. He was tall, well built and other than having brown hair, he could be Tyler’s twin. His cock was a little shorter, definitely not as thick either, but damn he had some huge balls hanging below. They looked a bit misshapen, as they drooped below his cock, the sac looking rather long compared to the other guys.

Still he had a sort of look that made him rather sexy. His hair wasn’t as curly as Tyler’s, nor as long, but he had a nipple ring. Kyle had been tempted once to get one, but he just never seemed willing to take a chance at it. Pain wasn’t exactly his thing, no matter how short lived.

Then there was the one tattoo that Tony had. It was near his left shoulder, showing a rather angry dragon, done mainly in green, that seemed to cover his entire upper arm. Other than that, he had pretty clean skin. A bit of hair down the centre of his chest, and his legs seemed a bit thicker too, unlike Tyler who seemed almost hairless both on his torso and legs.

Cameron on the other hand was totally different than Tony or Tyler. He was shorter to begin with, and he had a lot more body hair than the other two, together. His eyebrows were bushy and dark, matching his dark hair. You could see the shadow of his beard too, the darker skin where he had shaved.

His chest was also more hairy. Tufts were under each nipple, both of which were pierced. He also had a shiny metal stud gleaming from his belly button, and his right arm had a black tattoo running all around his bicep. It looked like a linked chain, rather dull actually. He had another one on his thigh, again no color to it.

His cock didn’t look like it would be too long when fully aroused, but it did hint at being a thick fucker. His balls were more or less normal, looking rather puny compared to the dangling pair of bowling balls Tony sported. Still he seemed to always be looking around, and it was obvious he was into jewellery.

Not only did he have the piercing on his nipples, and belly, but he had four rings dangling from one ear lobe, and some sort of dangling figure from the other ear. He seemed to have a permanent frown on his face, and his nose was fat and thick, clearly showing signs of having been broken more than a few times.

The eyes made him look angry, and someone not to mess with. He moved quickly, when he moved, as if always on the alert for danger. He kept looking around, the eyes rarely settling on anything, even the small television set that was playing some porn video.

The camera guy returned, slapping his hands together, to sort of silence the room. Not like many were talking, but all sound and talking ended almost immediately. He seemed to still be angry, but maybe it was simply his nature.

He laid out the plans for the next scene, carefully explaining what he expected from them all. Kelly felt rather nervous, as he realized he was about to service all three of them. Staring at the blank faces of the others, he felt the unease growing inside. Tony was up first, and his job was to suck him, until he was hard enough to fuck, while Cameron was supposed to loosen his ass up.

Somehow he didn’t think Cameron would be all that gentle, and being fucked up the ass, even with a finger or dildo wasn’t something Kyle enjoyed. Still, he had agreed. Mind you, after having some food and being more or less cleaned up, it wasn’t quite as appealing. Then, he had to admit, it had never been really appealing. It was the money, and nothing else.

His thoughts were harshly interrupted by the Camera Guy shouting, telling him to wake up and get into position. He had a sort of stunned look on his face, because he had no idea what he was supposed to do. It obviously only infuriated the camera man more, until Tito walked over to him, pointing to the far wall and the lone piece of furniture spotlighted in the glare of flood lights.

Walking quickly he couldn’t help but see Tony snicker, and Cameron’s wicked little grin grow wider as he began to climb onto the ratty old chesterfield. It had a stale smell to it, that almost made him want to throw up, but he held it back as Title quietly explained what he was supposed to. Least someone was being nice, he thought as he rested his upper body on the arm of the couch. He felt his legs push apart, as balanced himself on the couch, so his head hung over the edge, his ass upraised.

Tony moved in, to stand in front of him. Kyle could see his cock, the way it hung down, the big balls swaying a little as he spread his legs apart, to stand directly in front. There was some talk going on but he didn’t turn his head, afraid he’d be yelled at. Then it all began. The word ‘go’ was shouted and in an instant Tony had reached out to grab hold of his hair, holding his head up.

His hips moved and the other hand lifted up his semi hard cock which he wiped across Kyle’s face. It was warm but felt odd as he felt it slap against one cheek a few times, then was pressed over his lips. He heard Tony tell him to open his mouth, and as he did, Tony began to stuff his cock inside.

‘Suck it bitch’ was shouted at him, and he rolled his eyes up to see Tony’s constricted face. The eyes were staring down at him, and the cock was being pushed further into his mouth, as he struggled with the sudden presence of the cocking his mouth. He gagged a little, as he was totally unprepared for such quick action.

It was totally different than being with a john. It was action on cue, not something he was used to, but soon he felt his nervousness lessen. His body began to react to the sex. His mouth was now wrapped around the cock, as he tightened his lips to hold it steady, as it pushed in and out of his mouth.

The grip of his hair loosened a little, as he began to suck on the cock. He could feel it thicken as he let his tongue flick and tickle at the underside, as it moved in and out. His lips tightened their hold on it, as Tony’s huge balls continued to sway beneath his face. Their sound was exciting him, as he opened his eyes to take it in. He could see them moving, see their size growing too, as he managed to get into the whole action.

The loud slap on his buttocks startled him. He let the cock fall out of his mouth to turn his head, to see Cameron by his upraised butt. He slapped his cheeks again, making him grunt, then the hand holding his hair jerked him back, and he felt Tony stuff his nearly fully erect cock back into his mouth. He struggled a little, but Tony’s hold on him was too good.

The cock pushed past his lips, into his mouth and then he felt the sudden press of something cold up against his buttocks. He felt it near the small of his back, then felt it push his cheeks apart, and slide down his crack. His legs grew a bit taut, as the hand holding his hair tightened its grip too. He felt the pubic hairs brushing up against his nose, as Tony stuffed his cock deep into his mouth, nearly gagging him. His mind was becoming overwhelmed, as he felt the huge balls swaying beneath his chin.

Suddenly his ass felt like it was on fire. A sharp pain entered his thought, as something hard was wedged tightly up against his rectum, then slowly twisted around and around, gradually being pressed inwards. Kyle struggled with the hard cock in his mouth, and the pain coming from his rectum. He cried out, muffled by Tony’s cock in his moth.

It didn’t seem to matter, as suddenly he felt the pain growing inside of his ass. The pain was intense, as the hard object began to split his ass apart. His tiny pink hole was resisting, but it was useless. The relentless press of the object only grew more intense as he felt the object penetrating his hole. His cries went unheeded as the cock in his mouth began to push in and out faster. The hand on his head gripped him even tighter, adding to the pain he was feeling.

His body shook, as the object in his rectum pushed in, then twisted around, then began to pull out, then suddenly push back in. His legs quivered, his arms were shaking too, as he struggled to suck on the now throbbing pole inside his mouth. He felt himself crying, or it felt like it. Something wet was running down his cheeks, sweat or tears, he didn’t know. His body continued to shake as the hand on the small of his back pressed down harder, the one on his head also becoming stronger. The pain in his jaw from Tony’s now fully erect cock hurt but it was nothing like the constant pain coming from his ass.

Again he felt a sharp stinging blow on one cheek, then another. The cock in his mouth was suddenly gone, as he began to pant. He was in pain as he felt the hard object twist inside of his ass. Then he felt something just below it, as he groaned loudly. He knew a finger was being pushed into his ass, under the thick object. He cried out, but it didn’t stop the assault on his ass.

Suddenly he saw another cock in front of his face. His eyes glanced up, tears trickling down as he saw the hairy bush come closer. A hand reached out, to take hold of his head, another was holding a rather short but thick cock. There was some white pre cum on the cock head, and the hand rubbed the thick cock across his lips. He could taste the salty liquid, and he heard the order to lick it.

His tongue seemed to obey on its own, as the pain in his ass was lessening. His rectum was hurting, but it was no longer sharp. The hard object inside was slowly being pushed in and out, and his body was stretching to accommodate it, to take it without resisting. Slowly he was beginning to get into it all. The sudden assault had thrown him off, but soon he was licking and sucking on Cameron’s thick cock.

He enjoyed feeling it swell up as he reached out, grabbing hold of it. His tongue moved up and down the shaft, licking at it, then sucking on it. He would put the head between his lips, suck a bit then let his hand pull at the hard pole. The motion in his ass was no longer painful, as his buttocks was spread wide apart, his hips moving back and forth to the object.

Then he felt the object pulled out, felt the press of a warm body against his cheeks. He could feel the pubic hairs scratching at his cheeks. The slap stunned a bit, but he was now used to them. The warm glow from the slap helping to relax him, as he felt the hard cock being wedged between his cheeks.

He sucked on Cameron’s cock, as Tony began to slide his cock down between his cheeks. He could feel the pre cum lubricating him, not even realizing what it meant. His body was trembling a little, eager to take the cock. His eyes closed as he sucked on Cameron’s cock, licked under the cock head, when he felt Tony’s cock wedge up against his stretched pink hole. He felt it push, felt his muscles resist at first, then gradually open to hold the tip of Tony’s cock in their grasp.

His lungs ached, but he tried to control his breathing, to let the penetration be as painless as possible. His body grew rigid as he felt the increased pressure, the cock in his mouth no longer moving, as everything stood still, waiting for that one moment. He felt the press, then with a grunt, he felt it push forward, penetrating him quickly and deeply.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead, as he bit his lower lip. The pain lanced up his spine, made his heart skip a beat and made him close his eyes tight. Then he felt it rolling through his body, and he felt the cock in his mouth tremble a little. His body was shaking, as the cock drove steadily into his body.

He reached back with his hands, spreading his cheeks wider, to make the entry easier. The cock fell out of his mouth, as he was puffing hard, moaning too, as he felt the hard press of Tony’s groin pressing against his cheeks, driving his whole body forward a little. His head met Cameron’s groin, and he groaned, as the hard cock inside of him seemed unstoppable. Then it just stopped, hardly moving but he could feel it throbbing inside of him.

Slowly it began to move backwards, to leave his hole empty, but just when he thought it would drop out, it stopped and then twisted a little, making him groan. Then it was suddenly driving hard inside, moving in again faster and with more power than before. His body groaned, his mind was lost in a fog of pain and pleasure, as the hard cock pushed in a bit deeper, then once more began to pull back.

The thick cock head was huge inside of him, it made him tremble, sent rolling tremors up and down his body, as it pulled back, then was driven back inside. It was going faster each time, and his muscles were useless in stopping it. His nerves were all tingling, making him shake. Sweat was dripping off each strand of his hair, as he moaned, cried out, still reaching around to pull his cheeks apart, to make the cock enter him easier, to not let it hurt as much as it did.

The sound of flesh slapping onto flesh, made him moan. Then once more his mouth was suddenly filled as Cameron stuck his cock back inside, and began to fuck his face hard. He held onto Kyle’s hair, tight and at the roots, as he kept shooting his cock in and out of Kyle’s mouth. He was moaning too, as his hips moved faster. Just as Tony’s seemed to move faster and faster with each thrust.

He heard Tony cry out, then he felt the sudden emptiness inside, then hot splashes were stinging the small of his back. His body shook, as he felt the cum splattering across the small of his back, then his buttocks. Kyle felt Tony collapse on top of him, his cock resting across the inside of his thigh.

Cameron pulled his cock out of Kyle’s mouth, but as he seemed to move away, another longer and thicker cock was suddenly shoved into his mouth. It seemed familiar as he felt the press of a thick cock between his cheeks. His mind was numb, as the pain suddenly made him cry out, muffled by the thick cock in his mouth. It was a jolt, as he felt Cameron drive his cock into him.

His muscles resisted, but the thick pole sliced past them, ignoring his pain as Cameron began to quickly pound his ass. It was like a jack hammer, the hard rapid thrusts in and out. He had one hand down between his legs now, grabbing at his own cock, pulling on the soft flesh of his dick, desperate to make it hard, to make it cum.

The pounding in his ass only grew faster and faster. Cameron was indeed jack hammering his ass, the thick cock being pushed in as fast as possible. His hips gyrated a little, making the cock shake and jerk from side to side as it ploughed into his body. His legs ached, as he heard the heavy breathing, felt the hot breath on the small of back, were Tony’s cum was dried and sticking.

The cock in his mouth was also driving in and out fast, and hard. He found himself gagging several time, panting in between thrusts, as his whole body was shuddering, shaking to the hard fucking from both ends. His arms were growing numb, as he struggled to remain upright, to take the cock in his mouth, while his ass took the thick pole.

The heavy breathing from behind him grew more rapid, more shallow, then came the hard scream. As he heard the agonized cry he felt the cock jerk inside of his ass, felt it begin to rear back, even as it was being pulled out. The first stream was already beginning to flood out, as the head came free from his hole. He could feel it against his hole, against the insides of his cheeks, as Cameron was crying out.

He felt the thick cock against the insides of his cheeks, felt the hot splatter of cum, felt the pole as it wiped the cum, spreading it across his cheeks. A slap resonated in the room, as his body shook. His body was still shaking, when he felt the cock pull out from his mouth, felt the cooling air over the cum on his back, on the dripping goo on the inside of his thighs.

Kyle felt his body being moved, felt the hands as they twisted him to lay on his back. His head rested on the arm, where he had been resting, sucking on the offered cocks. Now his back was on the chesterfield’s cushions, his legs were being pulled open and lifted up. His hands moved up to take hold of his ankles, as his legs were pushed up and over.

Opening his eyes, he stared up at Tyler.