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.

Lonely Boy

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

The holidays always sucked for Kelly, it was depressing really. It reminded him too much of how alone he felt, despite the fact that he had a full address book of names. Some were casual lays, others were dear friends, who he could always count on, no matter what. Yet at this time of year he always felt blue, left out.

Many of his closer friends were off shopping for family, or rushing to get ready for journey’s home, while he sat in his studio apartment alone. His holidays were already set in stone, or so it seemed. While some would journey to the local night spots, he opted to stay away.

Besides, most of the bars were rather dead. They only helped remind him of what he was missing out on. It wasn’t like he couldn’t go home, but those times when he had were nightmares he’d rather not repeat. The ‘family’ just weren’t gay friendly and it always took him longer to get back into the groove than if he just stayed away.

He wasn’t old, but he felt ancient at times like this. Kelly was just 25, had short dark hair and was fairly well built for a short guy. Standing just about 3 inches under six foot, weighing in at about 140 wasn’t bad, all things considered. As a kid he was a lot heavier and as a twink he was a damn site skinnier. For now he thought he was at the ideal weight and look.

Still it didn’t fill his evenings with Mister Right, which is what he truly wanted. Not to just have mindless sex either. He had plenty of that as a twink, and even now if he wished, but he didn’t. Call him a romantic, but he wanted to sit with a person, curl up in their arms and be held. It wasn’t always about the sex, though he kind of wanted that too, though his type of sex. Not some vanilla crap either, or too extreme.

For him, he liked to have his butt worked, but not always with a stiff dick. To have someone who would worship his ass, to kiss it and play with it was something he dreamed of constantly. Despite his vast experience with others, there weren’t many who could handle his special needs.

To most, his cute little ass was best for ploughing with their dick, not for tender love making. A few had tried, most had failed horribly. They never seemed to want to make it last, or to make it anything but a passing stop on the way to intercourse. While he loved a good dick up the ass, he also wished some would do much more.

The rumble in his stomach reminded him that it was time to head off for dinner. For a second he thought about foregoing his Thanksgiving ritual of eating down the street at Mike’s Diner, but then he would regret not seeing Tyler. Least his little routine gave him some food for dreaming, as well as nourishment for his tummy.

Hell, one day he might break down and actually ask Tyler out, for a drink or something. The guy was Kelly’s perfect ideal of a man. To begin with, Tyler was taller, but a bit thinner. He always wore his hair cut in a shag style, that was also frosted at tips and streaked too. It was unusual and yet not. It suited Tyler’s build and face.

Unlike Kelly, who had a button nose, Tyler had a rather thin more Roman styled nose. His lips were thinner than Kelly’s but redder in color. His hair was mostly a dirty blond, though Kelly wondered if the light streaks of golden blond weren’t the real color. Be fun to find out, as Tyler always seemed to have a nice basket showing when Kelly would walk in to Mike’s.

Tyler had a nice caboose too. The way it would fill his jeans, and hold its form as he walked always gave Kelly a bit of a rush. He really would like to dig between those mounds of flesh, to taste the hot flesh between the cheeks. He bet it would be slightly salty, and every so tasty, but he just never had the nerve to ask him out.

Without even realizing it, Kelly was at Mike’s Diner. He looked in through the steamed windows to see a few tables occupied but otherwise rather empty. Typical he thought, as it was Thanksgiving and only losers like him were eating out at Mike’s. Walking in, he felt the blast of heat and the smells of grease assail his nostrils. Even if it was for losers, he rather felt comfortable. Least here no one would be asking if he had grown out of his ‘queer phase’ yet like his Mother always did.

His brother was worse, but it was the look of disdain he would get from his Father that would seal the whole visit. The way he would sneer, saying that one day Kelly would see the error of his ways, and return to GOD’s chosen path. The condescending attitude with the odd bible phrase thrown in would only encourage the others. At Mike’s he didn’t have to deal with that kind of shit.

He took his seat, and looked around. The few others in the place were already finishing. Most were on their coffee already which was odd. It wasn’t that late as he turned to look for Tyler. The counter looked cleaned, as it usually looked just before closing. Hell some of the chairs were already up on the centre tables which seemed odd.

Kelly looked at his watch, when he felt Tyler’s presence. Glancing up, he immediately felt his body stiffen, and his jaw must of opened as Tyler swung his body inwards, sitting down across from Kelly.

‘Guess you didn’t hear huh?’

‘Hear what?’

‘Mike’s closing, for the holidays.’

Typical he thought. Just one more night of being totally alone. He hated this feeling, wishing that maybe he had taken up Sharon’s offer to join her and her lover for dinner. While it had been tempting, the idea of sitting and watching those two make eyes at each other was just too much to handle on a holiday. It reminded him, too much, of what he was missing, and wanting for himself.

‘Shit, no I didn’t. The grill still on?’

‘For a bit, you want Turkey or anything special, it’ll have to be take out.’

‘Okay, guess Turkey to go, with the works.’

Truth was, he felt like just leaving but then he didn’t have much in his fridge, and the growling of his stomach insisted on him getting something, even if he only pecked at it.

‘Cool, uh you live close?’

‘Around the block, why?’

‘I am off, wanna maybe share dinner? I didn’t get any supper, worked the morning shift as well.’

‘Uh, sure, I mean if you want.’

‘Great, won’t be long. I’ll just go cash out, place the order and we can head off, you sure you don’t mind?’

‘No, no fine.’

He watched as Tyler stood back up. The way he looked down at him, smiling, only made the ache in his groin grow. It was like something out of his dreams, or out of some romance novel. To have Tyler actually coming to his place, gave his imagination a lot to think about.

He tried to not let his imagination take flight, but it was friggin hard. Specially the walk back to his place once the food was all ready. The closeness, the way he could just breath in, smelling not just the aroma of the food, but Tyler as well, wasn’t helping any. Kelly felt nervous, but as he passed the bag of food to Tyler, while fumbling for his apartment keys, he realized that the place was a mess.

Christ he hoped he hadn’t left out anything incriminating, like his magazines, or worse, his bright pink butt plug. The idea of Tyler seeing that made him both giddy as well as petrified. Opening the door, he walked in, standing slightly aside to let Tyler in. As he did, he noticed over on the coffee table, the pink butt plug. His face fell as Tyler walked in, his stare right at the coffee table.

He stared at the table, then glanced around the room, while taking off his jacket. He walked over to the table with the bag of food, and turned to Kelly.

‘I got the blue one, looks nicer on the dresser’

Kelly couldn’t believe it, as he just stood there, his jaw hanging open. The grin on Tyler’s face was amazing, as it seemed to just light up his whole face, making him look younger than he normally looked. He guessed 23 or so, but wasn’t sure. As he had turned, there was no mistaking that bulge either, and Kelly found his eyes gravitating down towards Tyler’s crotch.

‘I uh, sorry, I don’t normally leave it out, I uh, I wasn’t expecting company.’

Tyler put the food down on the coffee table as he picked up the dildo , and tested its weight.

‘Oh? You wear it that often, can kind of stretch the old muscles if you keep it in too long’

Kelly couldn’t help but give a nervous giggle. To think of him wearing it all the time was crazy, but he also wouldn’t mind having Tyler playing with it while he did. His eyes moved up from the hard lump in Tyler’s pants to stare up at his face. The eyes seemed to be sparkling, as he kept glancing at the butt plug, then over at Kelly. It was like he was trying to see how it would fit, through Kelly’s clothes.

‘Uh, no, I just uh, well uh… oh hell, when I am in the mood for jerking off, I kind of, well you know.’

Tyler just smiled as he threw the butt plug up in the air, and caught it in his one hand, while his other hand was rubbing his front. He licked his lips, as he turned from looking at the butt plug and Kelly, to the large brown bag of food.

‘We can always reheat it you know.’

Kelly just looked at Tyler, blinking rather fast as he couldn’t really believe Tyler was saying what he was saying. It was more than what he had dreamed about, let alone thought possible. He didn’t know what to say, but he did feel his pants tenting even more, as he just stood there, feeling very warm and very horny.

Tyler bent over, putting the butt plug on the table, then picked up the bag of food and walked over to the small kitchen area. His hips swayed a bit as he walked, which drew Kelly’s eyes towards his butt. He couldn’t help but stare at those perfect orbs, wondering how the pink butt plug would look between those two cheeks.

He was so absorbed by his fantasy, he didn’t see Tyler drop the bag on the counter, and turn to face him. All he noticed was that suddenly he was staring at the crotch, not the firm butt cheeks. He looked up to see Tyler staring at him, his eyes boring in on Kelly’s own crotch, and there was something else in the look. It was almost as if there was a growing cloud in them, one like a gathering storm over a clear blue sky. He looked at them, feeling like he was peering into a coming thunder storm.

Turning away, he watched how Tyler seemed to take charge of everything, The way he just seem to dominate the room, as he walked slowly back towards Kelly, his eyes fixed on Kelly’s face. The way he crossed one leg over in front of the other, which made the hips push out one way then the other. It was all like watching a movie, where the seductress approaches the helpless male. It was how he was feeling when he realized Tyler was now in front of him, within easy touching reach.

Tyler looked down at Kelly, and yet Kelly didn’t feel scared or frightened. He looked up, watching as Tyler removed his shirt, and let it drop to the floor. Then just as quickly he unbuttoned his pants, and pushed them down to his ankles. As he did, he bent over, keeping his face looking at Kelly’s face.

The shoes were kicked off, and then the pants stepped out of. He stood back up, the obvious bulge in his shorts showing his excitement. Kelly licked his lips, as he quickly shucked his shirt off, throwing it behind him, and then he kicked off his runners, while fumbling with his belt and pants.

The grin on Tyler’s face grew wider as he reached forward, to unbuckle the belt, and the button. Then he let Kelly continue to unzip and push his own jeans down, while he pushed his shorts down his long legs. The spring of the cock that came free startled him for a second, then held his attention as he quickly pushed his pants and underwear down in one motion. His own cock was fully aroused as it came free, awaiting Tyler’s examination.

He felt a bit uneasy, wondering if he would measure up, as he stared at the long thick cock jutting straight out from a bushy brush of blond pubic hairs.

Kelly felt Tyler staring at his cock, but didn’t look up. He was too amazed at the sight of the other’s cock. He could see the vein underneath, at how it seemed to pulse as the blood flowed through it. The head was thick and angry looking, mottled in purple but the shaft was nearly white just under the head, more pink or skin tone halfway down and all the way back to the pubic hairs.

He felt the hand on his shoulders, and finally looked up. As his chin lifted, he felt Tyler’s breath on his face, then saw the looming face growing closer. The sudden touch of the young man’s lips on his made him tremble. His whole body shook, as he found his own hands reaching out, to hold onto Tyler’s hips.

The touch of his fingers on the warm flesh added to the rolling tremors inside, as he felt Tyler’s own excitement passing thru his finger tips. He held on tight, increasing his grip, as he felt their two bodies come closer, touching. The hard cock in front brushed past his inner thigh, and he felt the wetness of precum helping to glide it past. His own cock dug into the thigh, before it too passed between the legs.

He felt his lips being pressed, felt the wet raspy edge of Tyler’s tongue digging at the space between his lips, prying his mouth open. He gulped as his jaw opened, and the long tongue came darting inside. He felt it lick at the roof of his mouth, then twirl and dart at his own tongue, that fought back. It was like duelling flat broad swords, as they kissed hard, and all the time he felt himself being guided backwards, towards the chesterfield.

Kelly banged against the coffee table edge, then the back of his legs hit the chesterfield hard. He felt the sting, but ignored it as he held onto the quivering hips between his fingers. His mouth was split open wide, as Tyler’s tongue licked the very back of the mouth, then the inside of his cheeks, before leaving. The lips pressed hard on his, then he felt the kiss on the bridge of his nose, then over his eyes, as the man’s hands moved up and down his body. Kelly felt himself shaking, as the hands moved down his chest, then over to tweak a nipple, then back down his side.

Slowly he felt himself lowered onto the chesterfield, with Tyler moving to more or less stand on the couch, leaning forward. His hands continued to explore his body, as he felt his breath quicken. Then he was slowly being turned over, to lay out on the chesterfield. One leg was draped off the couch, the other pressed up against the back of the chesterfield.

Tyler leaned on him, and pulled his hair off to one side, as he kissed the side of Kelly’s face. Then he licked at his ear, biting his ear lobe for a second or two, before licking inside. He let his tongue follow the natural curves of the inner ear lobe, until it’s edge was licking at the very entry to the ear. He shuddered, as he lay there, enjoying the tongue licking, feeling it slide down his cheek, then onto his shoulder.

Soft kisses were placed on each shoulder, then under his hair, at the very back where the neck joined the head. Then Tyler licked down, all the way down his spine. His whole body convulsed in rolling tremors, as the tongue moved up and down his spine. It stopped at the where his spine joined his buttocks.

Tyler suddenly stopped, and just ran a finger lightly over his spine. The tip of the finger barely touching his skin, all the way from his neck, down towards his buttocks. He felt his muscles tense, felt the nerves tingling, as back and forth the finger moved, and then at the last downward stroke, it stopped at the opening to his valley.

He felt his cheeks clench, as he held his breath. The finger pressed onto the small of his back, then slowly it pushed past the opening of the valley between his cheeks. It moved slowly down, the tip resting firmly on his inner flesh. His buttocks quivered, as finally the finger moved down towards his pink hole.

Kelly moaned, as he felt the finger circle his opening, teasing him with its closeness. He felt the trembling in Tyler’s own body too, as the finger moved around and around his hole, then depart to trace further down, towards where his cock joined his torso.

There was a bit of movement behind him, then he felt the hands reaching up and around his cheeks. He wanted to turn and lean back, to watch, but he couldn’t. His face was more or less, pushed into the arm of the chesterfield, as he felt his cheeks being pried open. The tips of each finger were placed on the inside of his butt cheeks, slowly pressing inwards, until they were digging hard into the soft flesh. Then he felt them pull the cheeks apart, heard a soft sigh escape Tyler’s lips.

The tongue was suddenly licking at his crotch, where his cock root was. He groaned, as he felt it dig into his flesh, then slowly pull upwards, entering his valley, tasting his flesh. He moaned a bit more, his hands balled up into fists, as the tongue moved up and now circled his hole.

Just as the finger had done, the tongue teased his hole, moving around and around it. At times the tip would move across the hole, the tip just grazing the centre, just barely touching the puckered hole. It made his head swim, his eyes close even tighter and his moans more intense. His body felt like it was on fire, as the tongue continued to swirl around, then suddenly, when he didn’t think he could take it anymore, the tongue pushed forwards.

The hard tongue was pursed into a wedge shaped dart. It pushed at his puckered hole, pushed past the sinew muscle, and he cried out. It drove hard inside of his hole, licking at him, tasting him. He heard Tyler groan, heard his breath being sucked in, as his whole insides seemed to just explode.

His chest ached, as he felt the tongue licking at his insides, felt it move in and out, moistening further his velvet lining. He felt his legs tremble, felt them quiver as the raging tremors found every single nerve he had. It was like a raging flood of lava, the hot wet feeling inside. It made his stomach ache, his throat become parched, as the tongue wiggled and pushed further inside. The hands continued to pull his cheeks apart, continued to try and split him in two, as the nose dug hard into his valley.

Tyler pulled back, then took one hand, to work two of his fingers into the suddenly empty hole. He drove them in hard, twisting them as he did. Kelly cried out, moaning constantly as his hands hit the couch, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. He kept pushing them in and pulling them out, then he added a third finger, and drove all three in hard and fast. He pumped Kelly’s ass hard, twisting his hand all the way around, making Kelly cry out, making him moan louder with each loving thrust.

He kept at it for several minutes, then he pulled out, and Kelly felt the press of his pink butt plug between his cheeks. He reached back with his hands, to help open his cheeks wider. He was breathing hard, as he felt the tapered tip press up against his hole, then slowly twist around as Tyler began to press it inwards. He grunted, as the plug was pushed all the way inside of him, stretching his insides beyond what he thought he could handle. He cried out, sweat poured from his brow, as he held his cheeks apart. His own fingers digging hard into his flesh, as the flat base of the butt plug pressed up inside. Kelly felt the fullness, biting his lower lip as Tyler slapped one cheek, then another, before twisting the butt plug a few more times. He jerked it out a bit, then pushed it in, out, then in and then suddenly it was over.

He felt Tyler push his hands away, then reach and turn his body over. The butt plug still firmly inside of him. He lay on his back, as he saw Tyler leaning up over him. He had one leg against the back of the couch, the other on the edge, both his knees helping to keep Kelly’s legs tightly pressed together.

Tyler sat on Kelly’s legs, as he reached down and began to stroke his cock. His eyes were fixed on Kelly’s face, as he bit his lower lip, while his hand moved up and down his shaft. He would bring his hand up every now and then, spit on it, then let it coat his cock, as he began to stroke himself even faster. Kelly could feel the butt plug inside, feel it as his muscles tried to push it out, unable to.

His hair was flying a bit, sweat was dripping off his forehead, onto Kelly’s belly, as he watched Tyler stroking his cock. He could see it thicken, see it growing fatter as the hand became a blur. His eyes held firmly to the blurring motion of the hand, watching the cock shake and jerk, until he saw the slit open and close, then open again. This time a thick milky substance was starting to show, and he heard Tyler cry out, as the first stream of cum came flying out at him.

It him in the chest, under one of his firm nipples. The stream making small splashes on his skin, as the second stream came out, striking him just above his groin, and onto his pubic hairs. Tyler’s groans were more like howls, as his body shook, as his hand was nothing but a blur. He was moving back and forth, his head tilted back, as his load came gushing out, spraying all over Kelly’s body.

The man towering over him began to shake, to quiver, as he watched the hand slow down, saw the last of the cum being squeezed out, to dribble down the swollen cock head, to drop harmlessly onto Kelly’s thigh.

He felt his own excitement, as Tyler collapsed on top of him. His body was sticky, and hot. His own body was still trembling, as he felt Tyler’s chest heaving on his, as the man tried to collect his breath. He could feel the press of the butt plug up into his prostate, feel it still pressing upwards, as Tyler continued to shake.

He realized that Tyler was staring at him, and he opened his own eyes, to look back. He felt his heart quiver, felt it skip a beat or two, as Tyler licked his lips, then lightly kissed Kelly on his breast.

‘That’s what I call a nice appetizer’

Kelly felt his legs clench even tighter, driving the butt plug inside a bit further. If this had been an appetizer, he couldn’t wait for the main course.

Double Feature

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Randy didn’t think he was dull, or unimaginative. No matter what Frank might say or think, he wasn’t some boring old queen either. Hell, he was just 24, had a decent job and before meeting up with Frank, had done his share of partying. He was known in the bars, and could hold his own. More than that, lots of guys pursued him, including Frank, so what if that had been almost a year ago?

He had been with Frank, did he expect him to still flirt with every Tom, Dick, and Harry just to prove he still had it? Besides, it wasn’t like he hadn’t asked Frank to go out, to take drives to the lake, or go park and neck. It was Frank who always had the excuses, not him.

Randy selected a seat near the back, where no one else was around, and he waited for the movie to begin. It was mid afternoon, and the place was nearly empty. As he waited for the movie to begin, he continued to think about Frank, about how he had just told him, point blank, that he was bored, that their sex life was dull, and that he was moving on.

It had come as a total shock to him, because Frank had never shown he was bored, or unhappy. They had sex just the night before, and he had enjoyed it. Still, it hurt and in all honesty, it pissed him off too. Yet he couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe Frank was right. Maybe he was dull, but he had been happy just nestling in Frank’s arms, in cuddling together on the sofa. Obviously it wasn’t enough for Frank.

He should have known better than to hook up with someone like Frank. While he was no slouch in the looks department, Frank had a look to him that just seemed to attract others. He was tall, just over six foot, solid build too, and had the most amazing abs you could lick. Frank liked that, or so Randy had though.

Frank had a big dick, but Randy thought his wasn’t exactly out of the running. He never had any complaints before but about his dick size, so it couldn’t be that. Others certainly had enjoyed sucking on it, or taking it up their ass. Frank always seemed to enjoy those moments, when he would penetrate his tight ass. Plus, he was always willing to roll over when Frank wanted to be the top, so it couldn’t be that.

The theatre grew dark, and he could see some of the couples ahead getting closer, in anticipation of the something. He didn’t think it really had anything to do with watching the big screen either. He chuckled, as one couple suddenly disappeared from his view. It brought up some interesting memories, which is why he didn’t notice the man coming down the aisle.

It was as he sat down, in the seat next to him that made him realize he wasn’t alone. It startled him a little, as he turned to stare at the shadow figure. There was the drink container in one hand, the popcorn in the other, but there was something familiar about him, that he just couldn’t place.

To begin with, he didn’t look any older than his own age. Maybe even a year younger or maybe older, though it was hard to gauge in the dim light. Whoever he was, he had longish hair, and he slouched in his chair, hardly even noticing Randy. That was okay, but he wished he’d chosen somewhere else to sit, as he just wanted to be alone, to try and figure out what he had done wrong with Frank.

He heard the guy next to him lower the other seat, and saw him placing his drink down. The guy was settling in, and he was stuck with him next to him, unless he got up and moved, but screw it, he thought. He settled himself down, reached over to his other side, where he had his own stash of goodies. There was his super sized extra large soda, the gigantic tub of buttered popcorn, and a few assorted candy bars. He was set for the double feature, and set to feed his rejection from Frank.

Not like he put on any weight. He was still the same weight as he had been in High School, where he played football, was on the basketball team and even the track team. He loved sports, which maybe is what upset Frank. Maybe he spent too much time watching the games on television, but it wasn’t like he wouldn’t turn it off, if asked.

The music blared out and he looked up to see the opening credits finish their crawling on the screen. He stared at the screen, aware of the man next to him. Randy could hear his breathing, but he just knew the guy wasn’t looking at the screen, but was checking him out. It kind of felt creepy, but then also rather exciting.

After all, even in the dark of a theatre, it was nice to have someone check you out. So much for being dull, he thought, as he smiled. He put his arm down on the chair, and instantly felt the other arm. Randy felt himself grow tense, just as the other arm seemed to stiffen to his touch too. It was electrifying even, that somehow made him squirm a little in his seat.

He had forgotten about the rules in a dark theater. His mind was trying to search its memory banks for the codes, the signals, but he was drawing a blank, as he kept his arm there, just as the other person did. It was all rather exciting and nerve-racking at the same time.

Randy had his tub of popcorn in his lap, and despite the thrilling touch of hands, arms, he used it to reach in and dig out some popcorn. He felt the grease on his fingers, as he stuffed his mouth with the tasty bits of popcorn kernels. His eyes never moved from the screen, despite the growing desire to steal a glance or two.

After each mouthful he would put his arm down, and the other hand never seemed to move. It was always there, which made him more intrigued by it all. It was almost like he was having a secret liaison, like in the old spy flicks. The secret agent would come into the dark theatre, exchange some secret signal, then pass over the secret plans that would save mankind. Okay he was stretching it, but then too, would a boring person think of such a thing?

He had to chuckle as he thought about Frank, wondering what he would be saying if he knew what he was thinking right now? Would he make fun of him, or would he re-think is opinion of Randy? In a strange way, he realized he just didn’t care what he would do or think.

He felt the hand move a little, and felt the man’s hand touch his, which didn’t really click. He felt a strange warmth growing inside, felt a strange rush of emotion and he turned his head to stare at the man’s silhouette. Randy liked the man’s outline, the way his hair seemed to be so full, curly even. It had a light tint to it, so maybe he was a blond, like him. He had a rather nice shaped nose, and his mouth seemed well proportioned and shapely.

For a minute he wondered if he was a good kisser or not? And then he turned back to stare at the screen. Suddenly he was certain that he was being checked out. There was no mistaking the feeling of being watched. It was an instinct he had honed during his bar hopping days. He could always tell when someone was checking him out, when they were feeling interested. He had that feeling now, which made him turn to look back.

The eyes were indeed looking at him, and he saw a thin smile curving around the face, as he turned to look at him. Randy couldn’t get the idea out of his head that the guy looked familiar, but the eyes held him captive. They looked so intense, so filled with desire that he couldn’t help but stare back at them.

As he did, he felt the hand next to his move, then cover his own hand. Randy didn’t move, letting the hand stay where it was. Hell, it was better than moping, he thought, not sure if there would be more or not. The finger over his began to tap, to lightly move up and down on his hand, then slowly the hand moved, the finger caressing his hand with a soft touch that made him shiver.

It was amazing, at how his body was enjoying the soft touch of the other’s hand on his. He felt the fingers move up his arm, then down. It was totally making him hard, which surprised him. He generally didn’t get that aroused, from a simple touch, least not for awhile.

The hand moved down and rested on his thigh. He felt himself stiffen, which seemed to hold the other man back. Randy felt himself suck in air, then he could hear his heart pounding a little faster, and in that second he made up his mind. He glanced around briefly, noticed how many heads were either close together, or simply just showing over the seats. His own hand moved off the arm of the chair, and rested on the thigh of the man next to him.

He felt the muscles stiffen, felt his own heart beat faster, as there was a soft little sigh. It was odd, but he felt his own leg begin to ache, along with other body parts. It was odd, the way his body was reacting to just the touch of the man’s hand on his leg. He felt the hand stir, as soon as he had placed his own hand on the other’s leg. He felt the fingers spread apart, squeeze his thigh, then begin to rub his leg.

The man next to him shifted, so he was leaning closer to Randy. He could smell his cologne, as his hand moved down the inside of his leg. The fingers were gently caressing him, feeling his muscles as they roamed across, reaching for more than just his leg. He felt his breathing becoming a bit shallow, felt the excitement rising inside of him. He couldn’t believe it, but he was fully aroused, his body trembling just a little to this stranger’s gentle touch, gentle caress.

His own hand seemed to move now and then, in time with the other guy’s. He felt his fingers spread out, reaching for exactly what the other was reaching for. He could feel the stretched fabric of the man’s pants, as he approached his groin. The other guy was aroused, as much as he was.

He took a deep breath, wondering if the guy was some cop, or was some movie theatre pervert. He looked over, seeing the man’s head leaning towards him, but staring straight ahead at the screen. He saw the nostrils of his nose flaring, and he recognized the look that was all over his face. It was the same hungry look that he knew was all over his own face.

Randy shifted himself over, and with his free hand, he put his tub of popcorn back onto the empty chair next to him. He felt the man next to him stiffen for a minute, then relax and continue to reach over. By moving himself over, he was closer to the man, and could smell that cologne. IT was a nice fragrance, that seemed to also remind him of someone, but he couldn’t think of who. All he could think of, was hot horny he was suddenly feeling. His body was aching in ways he hadn’t felt for ages.

Feeling a bit daring, he managed to take a guick look around, and saw that no one was watching him, or looking his way. He reached down with his free hand, and undid his jean button. The sound seemed so loud, and the hand that was near by, suddenly stopped moving. It just seemed to wait there, while he undid the button, then let the pants open, pushing his zipper down.

He felt himself swallow, as he realized he was exposing himself to some stranger, to some unknown person. If the guy was a cop, he was dead now, and if not, well, it would be a different movie going experience. Randy moved his free hand away, and waited. He felt the man next to him stir, felt him reaching to his other hand, and then he heard the pop.

Just as he had, the other man undid his own pants button, and pushed them open. He smiled to himself as he let his hand move across the open pants. His fingers felt the raspy edge of the opened zipper, and then the soft fabric of the man’s shorts. He felt the heat too, as his fingers and hand moved across the hard lump. His heart began to race, as his hand moved slowly over the stiff pole that was encased in the shorts. He could feel it throb, as his hand rubbed across it.

The stranger then returned the favour, which made Randy moan softly. The way the hand seemed to know exactly where his cock was, how it was resting under his shorts. It reached out, and the fingers led the way, moving slowly along his thickened cock. He felt his body shake, as the fingers moved along his shaft, until it came to the cockhead, that was nestled near his belly. He was totally hard, and the fingers moved across his shorts, and Randy realized he was dripping. The stranger seemed to sense it too, as the fingers played around the head, feeling the wet shorts, feeling the cock trembling under his touch.

The hand closed over his balls and cock root. He felt it squeezing him, making him squirm a little, and then it moved up, pushing up against his shaft, until it was up to his belly. He felt the hand, felt the fingers as they reached his waistband, and it was amazing at how quickly he was feeling out of breath. His chest was heaving with excitement, as the hand reached out and took hold of his shorts, and began to try and pull them down. The man wanted to touch him, to take his cock, and he let his other hand move over to help. As his fingers touched the man’s, he felt the jolt of electricity, felt his cock shudder, his balls suddenly feel like they would explode, but he held back.

Randy let the moment pass, and he pulled his shorts up and out, then down. So his cock was still being held by the waist band, but was partially exposed. The man grunted softly, as his hand moved quickly to touch his shaft. He moaned now, as the fingers reached around and began to grasp his cock. He felt the hand press it into his body, felt it run up and down the exposed portion of the shaft. His cock head was oozing more precum, and the hand moved over it and under, coating his exposed shaft with his own milk.

It made him groan, slink down a little in his seat, and yet stiffen too. His legs were spread apart, and he felt his own hand try to fondle the other man’s package, but he was too into the feelings that were racing up and down his own spine. His hand lay limp, unable to move, as his body felt the hand wrap around his cock. He felt the fingers tighten as they moved slowly up the shaft and then down. His chest hurt, his heart was threatening to explode as his pulse raced faster and faster with each stroke of his dick.

His eyes closed, and he lost track of where he was. Randy bit his lower lip as the hand kept moving up and down his cock, stroking him hard. His balls ached even more, as he tasted blood from his lower lip. He couldn’t cry out, but he could hear himself breathing hard. It was like being in a raging storm as the hand pulled on his cock, faster and faster and he knew he couldn’t hold out any longer. He felt his balls slinging up, felt his body stiffen even more.

Randy could feel his hips arching up, feel his legs cramp up, felt his head leaning back against the seat, as his body surrendered to the blurred hand on his cock. The blood was rushing to his cock, his balls could no longer hold back, as he felt his hips squeezing his buttocks, then it was happening.

The strange glow of lights behind his eyelids, the thundering roar in his head, as his body exploded. The cum was spewing out, as Randy heard the man next to him suck in his breath. He could hear him moan, just as he was moaning. The pain in his chest was excruciating, as he felt his cum splattering across his exposed belly.

As his stomach twisted and his chest heaved, he felt the hand move away from his cock. He felt his own hand back on his side of the seats, as he tried to collect his thoughts. It was still hard to think, as he opened his eyes, still short of breathe.

His shirt was dotted with splatters of his cum, as he slowly began to relax. It had been an amazing hand job, one he’d not forget easily. He could feel the man next to him move a little, straighten up in his seat. He felt him doing his pants back up, which somehow seemed to disappoint him. It was like he wouldn’t get a chance to touch his dick, to give him a hand job, to return the favour. He felt suddenly dejected, and he turned to stare at the other man, when out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the credits rolling along the screen.

The movie was ending, and panic gripped him for a minute. He quickly reached down, stuffing his semi hard cock back into his shorts, zipping them up quickly, as the last of the credits came rolling across the screen.

He had no idea it had taken that long, as he sat there, waiting for the lights to go on. Least he’d get to see who the guy was, and for a second he felt terrified. What if it was some old fart, or worse, some ugly creep? Yet as he thought it, he realized he just didn’t care. The guy had given him one hell of a hand job, so what if he was ugly or something.

The lights came up, and he turned to see who it was that was next to him. His jaw fell open, as he stared at the familiar face. His eyes were bulging wide open as he looked into the smiling face. He couldn’t believe it, and he just stared.

The other person looked at him, then began to laugh as he leaned back in his seat. He had that familiar Cheshire cat look on his face, proud of himself. Randy just looked, still feeling blown away by it all.