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to 20. The first five were quick, and he begged for the next 15 just
as quickly. I decided to space them out and give the pain time to just
sink in. By the time I got to ten he was still being a good trooper
and trying not to pull too hard on his balls. When 15 came around,
he wasn’t sure which was more painful, his ass or his balls. I could
tell in the tone of his voice he wanted to stick it out but was having
a little difficulty there around 18. At 20, he thanked me for giving
him the 20 hits. Now his ass glowed a pink in the dark moonlight.

I decided it was time to play with Steve’s ass. I removed the vibrating
plug and replaced it with my fingers massaging his prostrate. I can
get him so close by doing this. I get him right to the point of cumming
and the I stop. Steve says this is the worst form of torture. I pull
out the dildoes and lube them up. Steve likes the first dildoe because
it’s not as big and it is more pliable. It’s just right for stretching
the asshole for bigger things. Steve continues to beg for more of
the dildoe. Soon he is taking it head to base in one quick thrust.
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I decided to remove the plug and move up to the next larger plug I had.
Steve needed a hit of poppers to take this one. Once up his ass
I flicked on the vibrator in the plug and sent him into a frenzy.
Steve came so close cumming right then, but knew better.
I took my leather belt out of the bag and doubled it over. Steve knew
what I was going to do with it. The first ten hits were nothing, just
enough to get his ass excited. I decided to lay a few good straps
on his ass. The first one hit and he tried to raise up only to have
his balls yanked on by the winch. Every attempt to avoid the belt
met with a jolt in his nuts. I moved over and tightened the winch
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His outstretched body ass up, was so erotic in the dim moonlight.
His ass just begged to be fucked. I grabbed the duffel bag with the
toys in it. I first removed the small butt plug. Once finding the
Lube I lubed it up and then proceeded to lube up Steve’s ass. I slowly
inserted the plug into his ass. His ass muscles were tight due to
being stretched out. I could tell he was enjoying it by his moaning.

I then took a 1.5″ ball stretcher and attached it to his balls. It had
a separator snap on the end and a D-ring attached to it. After getting
his balls in to the leather device. I attached a short leather thong to
the mini winch we had mounted on the rear bumper. I slowly wound the
wench to take up the slack and stopped. The slight pulling on his balls
and the plug up his has had muffy moaning and writhing with pleasure.

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Since we usually slept in truck and used it survive in the wilderness,
it had most basic necessities. Comfortable sleeping and a kitchen like
set up. Usually run with snow tires, equipped with a propane tank
and a winch. We’ve had to use it a few times to get ourselves out of
slippery situations. I had even set up an interesting stretched rack
to the back of the truck.

I had Steve strip and placed leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles.
I secured either wrist to a flange at either side of the tailgate using
spring clips. Stepping back a checking things out I get two tent spikes
and drive them into the ground just about one foot behind Steve’s out
stretched legs. Using short nylon ropes I tie either ankle to a stake.

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Since we usually slept in truck and used it survive in the wilderness,
it had most basic necessities. Comfortable sleeping and a kitchen like
set up. Usually run with snow tires, equipped with a propane tank
and a winch. We’ve had to use it a few times to get ourselves out of
slippery situations. I had even set up an interesting stretched rack
to the back of the truck.

His outstretched body ass up, was so erotic in the dim moonlight.
His ass just begged to be fucked. I grabbed the duffel bag with the
toys in it. I first removed the small butt plug. Once finding the
Lube I lubed it up and then proceeded to lube up Steve’s ass. I slowly
inserted the plug into his ass. His ass muscles were tight due to
being stretched out. I could tell he was enjoying it by his moaning.

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It was one of those three day weekends, and camping was our plan.
We decided to forgo the isolation of the Eldorado National Forest for
the gay civilized life at the Russian River.

Anticipating the traffic going home on Monday, we stayed Monday night and
would head home Tues morning. The weekend was set. We could party with
the crowd s through the weekend and enjoy the slowed pace on Monday night.

The bars were considerably less crowded on Monday evening, mostly a nice
mixture of local people. After about midnight the Woods began to wind
down from the all weekend pace. We decided to take a detour on the
way back to our camp th rough Armstrong Woods.

We stopped and parked soaking in the darkness and the silence. There were
none of the campers from the weekend left in the park. We decided to get
out of the truck and look around. The darkness was soothing and the
silence was calm ing. Steven grabbed me from behind and held on to me
tightly. I could feel his cock growing as he rubbed it against my shorts.
I had a pair of tight 501 shorts and my chaps over them. I lowered the
back of the truck and laid back as Steve started licking at my shorts.
He started at my boots and licked my leather all the way up my leg
to my crotch. He worked the buttons open with his teeth until he had
his prize. Steve licked at my balls, just the way he knows I like it.

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Gently removing his cock from Peter’s asshole, he rolled over, clasping
Peter tightly, their legs entwined, their feet pressed together. They
kissed, caressed, nuzzled, and loved.

Peter was on top now, and the cadence of their bodies were in unison.
As Peter exhaled, Jeff inhaled, and vice versa. More than the sex,
Jeff thought, the warmth of being close to Peter and holding him was
what he enjoyed most. It was late now. Peter fell asleep, snoring as
usual. For some reason the snoring didn’t bother Jeff, for he loved
everything about Peter. Glancing around the dark room, Jeff saw that
it had begun to rain outside, as dark and small drops petaled against
the window. Sighing in relief and ecstacy, Jeff dropped off into a
long and uninterrupted sleep.

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Peter came. The shower of come spurted all over Jeff’s face and neck.
He lovingly lapped up as much of it as he could. Rolling over, Peter
begged Jeff to enter him. Jeff, who felt as if the head of his penis
would explode, gratefully obliged. The tight walls of Peter’s rectum
accepted Jeff’s hot, hard, penis, and Peter cried out as Jeff forced
his thick stick deep within Peter’s asshole. Jeff’s stomach was now
pressed securely against Peter’s back. His hands had groped under
Peter for his tits, and he began squeezing them. He worked his pulsing
cock in and out of Peter anus. The cushion of Peter’s rear felt cool
against the heat of Jeff’s crotch. Jeff didn’t have to wait long. He
could feel his cock exploding within the depths of Peter’s body, just
as he had fantasized about in the car a few hours earlier.

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Pushing away slightly, Jeff caressed Peter’s chest hair and tenderly
caressed his way to Peter’s crotch. Peter’s pants were already undone
and it was easy for Jeff to remove them. Jeff then quickly and
savagely tore off his own pants. Peter’s hands groped around Jeff, and
their bodies once more completely entwined. Jeff was on top, and could
feel Peter’s hands penetrating his underwear and squeezing the
corpulent muscles of his ass. Jeff’s hard on was unbearable, tearing
at the lips of his underwear. Jeff could feel the head of his penis
breaking through his underwear and pressing warmly against Peter’s
lower abdomen.

Jeff removed his underwear. Reaching gently into Peter’s underwear,
Jeff squeezed his supple penis. It was very hard, and Jeff couldn’t
wait to feel it deep within his mouth. Removing Peter’s underwear,
Jeff fondled Peter’s penis. He couldn’t wait another second. Placing
his head right over Peter’s penis, he took his entire cock deep into
his mouth. It tasted wonderful. It filled his mouth with warmth and
love. Rhythmically moving his head up and down on Peter’s cock, Jeff
was in ecstasy.

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Their bodies pressed more tightly together, and Jeff felt his aching
cock press against Peter’s thigh. Jeff reached softly inside Peter’s
shirt and pressed his cold hands against the warmth of Peter’s flesh.
Peter responded the same way.

Jeff couldn’t stand it any longer. He got up, climbed onto the bed,
and ripped off his shirt. Peter followed. They embraced, their hot
sweaty bodies entwining and sinking into the cool sheets. Jeff’s
stomach was pressed tightly against Peter’s. The smooth skin of Peter’s
arms were wrapped tightly around Jeff’s body. They continued making
out, their tongues playing a game of hide and seek in each others
mouths.

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They took one of the still warm pizza’s out of its box and harshly
began to eat it. Jeff couldn’t take his eyes off Peter, and fantasized
about how he was going to undress him. The pizza grease dripped freely
all over Jeff’s face. They smiled. They were done, and ready.
Without saying a word, Peter put the pizza boxes aside, and sat next to
Jeff. Reaching around Jeff’s shoulders, he began to lightly caress
Jeff’s hair.

Looking into Peter’s eyes, Jeff saw a glow. The glow was hot and Jeff
was tranced. Slowly Jeff leaned into Peter, his lips pressing tightly
against Peter’s lips. There tongues met inside Peter’s mouth, and it
was all Jeff could do to swallow every drop of Peter’s saliva.

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Glancing around the room, Jeff saw that it was rectangular, about 12
feet by 18 feet. There were two beds balanced on dressers that were
about 5 feet high. The beds were at 90 degree angles to each other and
fit snugly into the far corner of the room.

By now Peter had also seen the bulge in Jeff’s pants.

“Don’t worry,” Peter exclaimed, “my roommate is out for the night with
this girl he likes. I missed you so much.”

Jeff sat the pizza’s down on a chair and they embraced. The warmth of
their bodies penetrated their clothes and filled them with longing and
love. Glancing at Peter’s face, Jeff took in the warm and happy
expression which he saw. Peter was a short guy, about 5′10″. He had
brown hair, brown eyes, and a slight build. He wasn’t that handsome,
but it didn’t matter. Jeff felt accepted and Jeff was happy to be
there.

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Peter looked up from his couch. “Holy Shit,” he exclaimed leaping up
in surprise. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Jeff told him to forget about school for the weekend, and that he was
here to enjoy and help relieve some tension.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he told Jeff. “I’ve missed you so
much!” Jeff couldn’t help glancing down at Peter’s cock. He could see
that it was beginning to get hard, and he wanted so desperately to
chuck the pizza’s on the floor, grab Peter, strip him naked, and make
passionate love to him all night long.

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Inside the large lobby Jeff felt comfortable. The pizza’s he had
bought in New York City were still warm, and he rushed to the
elevators, quickly pressing the fourth floor button. On the fourth
floor, Jeff turned left, passed through a set of doors and going around
the corner he came quickly to Peter’s door. Standing in front of the
door, Jeff knocked loudly and opened the door, announcing “Pizza
Delivery!”, as he entered.

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In a matter of seconds Jeff came to a curve and a red light. “Fuck it,”
Jeff thought as he sped through it. It was 1:30AM, the area was
deserted, and no one was going to stop Jeff now. Jeff was on a roll.
Within moments he rolled up to Denton Hall, where Peter lived, and
parked directly in front. Denton was a red brick building, about 9
stories tall, situated next to a large open parking lot with many tall
lamp posts at even intervals. It was a cold and damp night. There was
a moist fog in the air, and the bright flood lights from the parking
lot cast eerie shadows and streaks of light through the wet air. The
moist air mingled with Jeff’s cold sweat and formed a sweet acrid
smell, which excited Jeff.

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The miles continued to speed by. Every so often the blip from his
radar detector would cause him to involuntarily ease off the
accelerator, only to floor it again within a few minutes. The miles
passed into the void of blackness that enveloped the road.
The exit quickly approached. As Jeff slowed to take the curve, he
recognized the gas station across the road. Jeff had stopped there
with Peter once to fill up his car. His heart began to beat faster as
he drove the last few miles to campus. Everything was familiar now.
Jeff had been there only about 3 times before, but he only felt really
good about himself when he was with Peter, and so he had memorized
everything about Peter’s environment. There was dip in the road just
after the McDonalds, and his trucks’ springs squeaked, telling him to
slow down. The pressure in his groin had built up to a high again, and
Jeff only responded by speeding up.

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The white lines sped by faster and faster. Looking ahead Jeff could
see the well lit highway stretching for miles. The jeep wagoneer
plowed through the thin, cold air, it’s body trembling as it steadily
progressed closer to its destination. It was around 1AM when his
headlights first reflected off the College Park sign, and Jeff relaxed
knowing that soon he would be with Peter. He had been thinking about
Peter all day. Sitting in class had been torture. He ached with
longing to wrap himself around Peter. He desperately desired him.
Peter had occupied his thoughts completely leaving no room for
responsibilities that Jeff knew he had. Only one thing was important,
to satisfy himself and to make Peter love him.

Leaving New York City about four hours earlier, Jeff stopped at Ray’s
Pizza on 11th Street and 6th Avenue. Keeping an eye on his car, he
rushed into the crowded pizza parlor and ordered 2 pies. His body
trembled and he couldn’t sit still. Jeff was thinking about how
irresponsible he was being, blowing off his work for the weekend and
driving down to Philadelphia. Sure he had two papers to write and a
lot of reading to do. Jeff wanted to see Peter, however, and the
desire to get high and make love overpowered his sense of
responsibility. The pies came. Securing the boxes on the front seat,
the intense smell of pizza quickly filled the car and fogged the
windows. Luckily Jeff had bought a slice on the side, and as Jeff
began to drive away, Jeff attempted to eat it while driving with one
hand. Jeff held a can of coke between his thighs, with a straw
protruding through the top. The constant thoughts of Peter had long
since worked their effects into Jeff’s groin. His never ending hard on
ached with such intensity that it was all he could do to stay on the
road. The cold from the can of coke pressing against his inner thighs
helped to reduce his aching membrane to something tolerable, but all he
could think about was releasing the pressure in the innards of Peter’s
body.

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Administrator — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 06:33:57 +0000

“Oh, you’ve got to go to church with me today,” my
mother pleaded with me as I groaned and tossed on my
bed. “We’ve got a new minister and I’m sure he’ll be just a
wonderful man.”

“Oh, all right, ma, all right, I’m getting up.” I groused as
I dragged my limp, nude body out of my bed and into the
bathroom. My mother’s voice, now having to go through the
bathroom door in addition to the stairs, yelled at me from
the kitchen, “Now, wear a nice suit, dear. We don’t want
Brother Michael to think we’re uncouth.”

“All right, ma, all right.” I grumped. I showered, shaved,
pulled on that damned suit, and managed to eat some
breakfast before we had to go. I hated church, my mother
knew that. What a new minister was supposed to do was
beyond me.

I watched with a pleased fascination from our usual
front-row seat as Brother Michael took the pulpit. You know
how most ministers for a small town look; either fat and
covered with acne, or tall, thin and gangly, also covered
with acne. Brother Michael, in a sea of acne, was a vision
of clear-faced masculinity. Strong, sharp cheekbones,
coal-black hair and the strongest, piercing blue eyes I’d
ever seen. His body showed a lifetime of working out,
strong round shoulders, his rippling muscles defying their
confinement in the harsh black shirt and pants he wore. I
had to keep looking at his collar, that square of white at his
thick throat, to remind myself not to look at his crotch.

Then he stepped from behind the pulpit and perched
on the railing; and I was lost. He was sitting right in front of
me, his legs spread wide in tight black pants, showing, to
me and only me, a bulging basket with a thick rod making
a lump down one inseam. Brother Michael definitely
“dressed left”, and did not wear underwear! I rubbed my
own crotch while I feasted on the sight.

Before I knew it, the sermon was over. I groggily got to
my feet and joined the line of parishioners leaving the
church.

Brother Michael was at the door, greeting his flock as
they exited, and my family, at the front of the church, was
the last to file out. “Greetings, sister.” he said to my mother.

“Oh, Brother Michael, you have to come to dinner with
us one day.” my mother gushed. I guess she thought it was
religious zeal, but she was almost drooling as she said this.
I was kind of drooling myself.

“Thank you, sister, but I would have to ask for it to be
two months from now. So many of my flock to visit. Of
course, I’d like to come visit.”

And we dawdled at the door while they set a date
nearly three months from now. Brother Michael wasn’t
going to have to do much of his own cooking.

“And what about your family.” my mother asked.

“I am single, Mrs. Johnson.” he replied, giving mother
a title she didn’t really deserve. I was a bastard child, and
my mother and I were all the family there was. Maybe that’s
why my mother is so religious.

“Oh, but that can’t be.” my mother resounded. “My own
husband passed away three years ago, and I know how
lonely it is.” My mother just added three years of Purgatory
to her sentence with that lie, I was thinking, and so I was
nearly laughing when Brother Michael turned his devastat-
ing smile on me.

“And you, man.” he said. “I could use some help
unpacking if you have a few hours.”

I could only nod weakly. My mother admonished me to
be home in time for supper and to bring Brother Michael if
I wished. I agreed, and followed Brother Michael back into
the church.

He led me to the minister’s house next door, into the
kitchen and through the house. Everything was put away,
everything was in place.

“I don’t understand.” I said. “What do you need me
for?”

Brother Michael led me into the bedroom, also neatly
arranged. Inside, he closed the door and turned to me. “I
had to make some excuse for your mother.” he said and
took me in his arms! Before I knew it, we were kissing, his
tongue invading my passive body, my arms around his
neck while his huge hands pulled my buttocks apart.

“I don’t get it.” I said when I finally got my mouth free.
“How did you know?” I didn’t try to pretend I wasn’t
aroused; my cock was pressing against his leg at this very
moment.

Brother Michael smiled. “You spend the entire service
staring at my groin and rubbing yourself, and I’m not
supposed to know?”

“Oh,” I said. “Well, then, I’d better get out of these
church clothes. I dropped the blazer on the floor and
tugged off my tie,while he unbuttoned his collar and took off
the stiff white cleric’s collar at his throat. Then he unbut-
toned his shirt and I unbuttoned mine while watching in
fascination. Every button he undid seemed to pop aside,
freeing his massive pectorals, showing the light coat of hair
between his breasts. His body seemed to shout for joy as
it was finally freed from the bondage of the minister’s
clothes. As he finished and pulled it off, I reached for his
breasts and stroked them lightly, not aggressively, just
making sure that big body was real. It was.

Brother Michael reached and undid his pants, and I
said, “Let me do it.” And I unzipped him, revealing a thick
coat of pubic hair. I knew there was no underwear, I knew
it! As the zipper reached bottom, I saw just the hint of his
cock and balls, and I reached in, down his left pants’ leg,
and freed his stiffening schlong, and it sprang out at me.

God, it was huge! It must have been 10 inches of thick,
uncut meat!!! I grabbed hold of it while he unzipped me to
return the favor. We kissed again, this time fiercely, while
we pleasured each other with our hands.

I don’t remember when I did it, or how, but I was
suddenly on my knees in front of Brother Michael, sucking
on his long schlong, his hands on my head, force-feeding
me all of it with each stroke. I was smothering, but I didn’t
care!

Brother Michael broke free and we frantically pulled off
our shoes and socks, then pants and my underpants, to be
now naked together. Brother Michael eased me back on the
bed, and we kissed while he spread my legs and maneuvered between them. He stretched from where he was to
the nightstand drawer, and there pulled out a tube of lube.
I couldn’t help grinning from ear to ear. Brother Michael, our
minister, was about to fuck me.

He greased up his long manmeat and then inserted a
lube-coated finger into my ass. My butt gratefully made
room for him. “Have you done this before?” he asked.

“No, but I want it.” I said. “I want all of it.”

He laughed. “You’ll get it, brother.” And he moved back
into fucking position, pulled my legs to around his slim
waist, and gently slid it in.

I took all of it, easy! I’d never known before how easy
it was to be fucked. Maybe I was just so hot, but all I know
is that there was no pain, none at all. All I felt was a wild
sense of gratitude while my preacher slid his long cock into
my ass where it was welcomed like an old friend.

He saw there was no need for the gentleness he’d
obviously planned, and he rode me like a horseman, and I
was his hot stallion.

The bed groaned and creaked with the unaccustomed
exercise. I looked over Brother Michael’s heaving shoulders
to, of all things, the crucifix at the foot of his bed. He had it
there so he could see it, first thing in the morning and last
thing at night. A nearly naked man hanging from the cross.
Somehow, in a totally non-religious way, the meaning fit.

Brother Michael was grunting now, as his long schlong
invaded my ass, plunging in and out at a furious speed.
“Oh, yeah, fuck me, brother, fuck me.”

“Oh, yeah, little brother.” he gasped. “Oh, you feel so
good.”

“Oh, fuck me, fuck me. Ah, ah, ahhh!” I was coming,
and I groaned as my load shot out of my cock and onto this
big man.

As my come hit him, Brother Michael said, “Oh, yeah,
shoot it on me, all of it! Oh, oh, uh, uhhh!” and he was
coming, a massive load being sprayed deep into my
bowels. And Brother Michael collapsed on top of me,
crushing me with his heavy body, and my last look before
falling asleep was a blurred crucifix, in which the cross
vanished, leaving only a near nude man, his hands raised
in a benediction.

I slept only a short time, for when I awoke, Brother
Michael was still atop me, his shoulders still pulsating. I
kissed his shoulder gently and he nibbled on my neck.

We got up and got dressed in silence, then at his
insistence, knelt a time in prayer of thankfulness at the joys
our bodies had given us and each other. He seemed to
have no trouble reconciling his religion with his needs. We
arose and I felt amazingly refreshed, ready for anything.

As I returned home, my coat and tie slung across my
shoulder, my mother saw me. “That didn’t take too long.
What did you think of our new minister?”

“I think I should go to church more often.” I told her.
“He’s asked me to come over every day after school, to
help him out.”

And my mother said a prayer of joy at her son being
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Not hearing any complaints from him, I continued until I was fully
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We cleaned up and then started to get dressed.
“Would you be interested in getting together again?” I asked.
“Sure. Maybe next time we can do it somewhere a little more
private,” he answered.
“Good idea,” I agreed with a smile.
“By the way, who is this friend you were talking about?” I asked.
“Bryan,” he answered.
Bryan? That answer sure took me by surprise as well as provoke a
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I could tell he was about to come when all motion on my cock
stopped. He just lay there breathing and moaning as I worked him towards
conclusion. He came with a load yelp and grabbed the backs of my thighs
as his semen spurted into my mouth. I swallowed it all and then caught
the last little bit off the head of his penis before turning around to
smile at him.
“Like that?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah,” he answered, grinning.
Then he reached out and took my erection in his hand and prepared
to bring it to his mouth.
“I thought that should go somewhere else,” I said.
“Where? Oh…you mean…”
“Yeah,” I said. “Have you ever taken it up the ass?”
“No,” he answered. “I’m not sure–”
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. It will feel great,” I said.
He still seemed a little uncertain, but he was willing to roll
over and prop up his ass for me to get a clear shot. My dick was
already lubricated with his saliva, but I decided to add some soap and
water from the sink. Then I lined my erection up with his tight little
red hole and slowly inserted it.

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He continued to suck on my dick as I put his back in my mouth.
With my other hand I stroked the length of it as my mouth went up and down
his erection. My finger slowly slid in and out his hot little hole as I
sucked him.
Sam was doing a pretty good job on his end. He must have had some
lessons or else it was just beginners luck. I knew I could keep from
coming though. I wanted to taste his load before I would come. I was
really curious as to who this “friend” of mine was, but I would find that
out later.
To make him come first, I picked up the tempo of my finger
thrusting in him and also my head and hand motions. His dick was very
slick with my saliva by this time and my hand glided easily over his
length. I paused a couple of times to fondle his balls, but then I would
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I pulled him into my arms and planted a passionate kiss upon his
lips. He returned it with equal fervor and then broke away.
“Get undressed. I don’t want to wait any longer,” he whispered
forcefully.
I pulled away and stripped as fast as I could. Then we pressed
our naked bodies together and kissed, opening our mouths to exploration.
His mouth was warm and sweet, and I tasted deeply of him. Our
erections pressed against each other and I rubbed against him, enjoying
this sensation.
Sam began to kiss his way down my body: my throat, my chest, my
nipples, my navel, and then he engulfed my erection. I groaned as I felt
my penis touch the back of his throat. I wondered if this “friend” of
mine had showed him how to make love also.
“Hold on,” I told him, pushing him away.
“What?” he asked.
“Lay down,” I told him.
He laid down on our pile of clothes and I crouched over top him with
my mouth at his erection and his at mine. He was exactly my height, and
there wasn’t any way I was going to let this chance slip by.
I gently licked my way down the length of his pole and sucked on
each of his balls. Then I stuck a finger in my mouth and got it good and
wet before I slowly inserted this slowly into his anus. I heard him moan
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“I really want to jack off right now,” he said softly. His hand
strayed to his crotch where he began to slowly rub himself.
“I won’t take pictures this time,” I replied playfully, confused
as to where this was going.
“Oh, that’s okay. Why don’t you join me?” he asked.
“What?” I asked, taken totally off guard by the question.
“It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone. Will you have sex with me?” he
asked softly, moving towards me so that his lips were right by my ear.
“Are you trying to tell me you’re gay?” I asked.
“I’m not really sure. All I know is that I’ve wanted to have sex
with you since that photo shoot, and I knew that you would probably be
interested,” he answered.
“How did you know that?” I asked, defensive.
“Let’s just say I’ve met a friend of yours,” he answered.
By this time my penis had grown into a full erection and the idea
of having sex with this firm Christian man was making my temperature rise.
“Where do you want to go?” I asked, not caring who had told him,
just wanting to ravish his body right now.
“Let’s do it here,” he answered, a puff of air expelled into my
ear at the end of his sentence. I shivered upon contact.
I moved away from him and went to the door. I put up a Reserved
sign and then locked the door so we wouldn’t be disturbed. When I
returned, Sam had removed his shirt and was unbuttoning his pants. In the
light from the dim red lights of the darkroom, I could see his toned
chest with the patch of hair nestled between his pectorals. I had to kiss
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The more I thought about it, the more I realized I really wanted
to reshoot Jon and Jason. I called up Jon and asked if he’d be willing to
come back in and let me shoot him in black and white. He agreed to it, so
I was able to get those pictures and they turned out really great. I
decided that I would for sure use one of them in the calendar to add some
variety.
Then I found a secluded park which I thought would be ideal to
shoot Jason, my nature god, in. I called him up, and it took some
convincing, but I got him to do it. I promised him a really quick shoot
since I knew he wouldn’t be able to stand the cold for too long since he
wouldn’t be wearing a thing. I was quite happy with how those pictures
turned out also.
The call from Sam came just before I had planned on going into the
darkroom to develop the film from his shoot with me. The photos were due
to the publisher in two weeks, so I wanted to make sure I had plenty of
time, so I would meet the deadline.
“Hi, Lance. I was wondering if you’d developed the photos from my
time,” Sam said.
“Oh, no I was just going to do that today,” I told him.
“Really? Would you mind if I tagged along?” he asked.
“No, that’s fine. Would you be willing to help out?” I asked.
“Sure that would be fun.”
I met him in the darkroom and we got to work. He seemed sincerely
interested in the whole process so I ran off at the mouth about all I knew
about the darkroom and developing. He became really interested when the
first pictures from when he’d masturbated started coming through.
“Oh, wow. You caught it all,” he said.
“You bet.”
“Can I get a souvenir?” he asked.
“Sure,” I answered.
“What are you going to do with all these others?” he asked.
“Oh…I don’t really know. Just thought I’d develop them and see
how they turned out. I’m curious about how I did on these… action
shots. Then I’ll probably just burn them,” I lied.
Sam nodded. “Just looking at them is making me hot again.”
I turned and looked at him with a smile. He surprised me with his
frankness, but after masturbating for me and letting me take pictures of
it, that was probably just part of his nature. I wondered what his
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His broad, very muscular chest had a thin coating of light brown
hair. He also had very small nipples. He had a sparse collection of
brown pubic hair at the base of his…uncircumsized cock. It was a short,
thick penis with large hairless balls underneath.
“You’re not circumsized,” I said aloud.
“No. My parents weren’t Catholic. I only recently discovered my
faith and haven’t bothered to go under the knife yet,” he explained with a
chuckle.
I nodded. “I see.”
He padded over to the scene, and I began shooting with him and his
dumbells. Then I had him slip into his tight red shorts before the shoot
was completed.
When I got back to my room I fantasized about giving him a blowjob
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Tom Karel was a couple years older than any of the other guys I’d
photographed so far. He was 22 and a senior. He was much more muscular
than any of the other guys and I knew that he lifted weights a lot, so I
told him to bring along some dumbells to model with, and if he had some
tight shorts that he used to lift in then he should bring those also.
By the time Tom arrived for his photo shoot I had set up a weight
lifting bench and my backdrop.
“Hi, Lance,” he greeted me boisterously.
Tom was a very energetic man who was something of a practical
joker. Out of all of Bryan’s friends, I got along with him the best. He
wasn’t quite as narrow-minded as the rest of them, and he was very
cheerful and tried hard to make everyone happy.
“Hey there, Tom. Are you all ready to make history?” I asked.
“You betcha!”
“The changing room is right over there,” I indicated.
“Okay, I’ll be right out,” he said.
When he walked out of the room he was completely naked which
surprised me for a second, but then I realized that that was just like Tom
to do something as unreserved.
Tom was 5′6″, shorter than all the others, and very muscular. He
looked like he could be in a weight lifting competition. He had sandy
brown hair cut very short so that it hugged his scalp. He had bright blue
eyes which sparkled with his impish personality. His nose was short and
squat like the rest of his body and he had thin lips which were usually
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“Sure I don’t care,” I answered, my heart racing.
“Will you take pictures?” he asked.
I shrugged, trying to indicate that I didn’t care one way or the
other as I moved towards my camera. He sat down on the gray tarp and
started to slowly stroke his meat. He spit on his hand to create some
lubrication and then stroked faster. My hand found its way to my crotch
where it started to stroke my own erection through the fabric as I watched
him.
He closed his eyes and threw back his head as his pace grew more
furious. I snapped away eagerly at this spectacle, pleased with the
private photo collection these would make.
With little effort he came, gobs of semen jetting out of his cock
onto his chest and abdomen. I grabbed some tissues and brought these to
him so he could wipe himself off.
“Grab your robe and go to the bathroom and clean up,” I told him.
He nodded.
By the time he returned, I had set up a couple of Greek columns
against a blue background, a phallic image. I thought it was appropriate
considering the show he’d just given. My erection had subsided.
I photographed him between these pillars, and we didn’t have any
problems with his cock for the rest of the shoot.
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As I took some pictures, his penis continued to thicken and
lengthen until I could ignore it no longer. I was committed to doing a
tasteful calendar and erections had no place in it.
“Uh, we have a problem,” I said.
“Yeah, I know,” he admitted, blushing as the issue was brought out.
“Why don’t we just talk for a while. Maybe that will help get
your mind off this shoot,” I said.
He nodded. We sat down on a couple of chairs and chatted for a
while about our classes and the usual college small talk. I glanced at
his dick occasionally to watch for any progress, but none was forthcoming.
“This just isn’t going to work. I’m sorry, but the idea of having
my picture taken in the nude is too exciting for me.”
“That’s all right…Maybe there’s something else you could do to
get rid of it…”
He caught my gist and nodded. “I know. I thought of that. I’ll
go try it.”
Sam got up and headed for the changing room, but turned at the doorway.
“Can I do it out here?” he asked, a blush coming to his cheeks at
his request. I didn’t know Sam very well. I had only met him once
before, but I was now very intrigued. It appeared as if I had a little
exhibitionist on my hands.

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I went to the studio very early for the next session because I
wanted to start developing some of the film. Sam showed up just as I was
finishing.
“Can I have a look?” he asked.
“Sure,” I answered.
I showed him my contact sheets.
“These are really good,” he complimented.
“Thanks,” I said. They were good. I only had one regret and that
was that I hadn’t shot Jon in black and white too. That might have been
an interesting visual.
“Go ahead and get into your robe and I’ll set up,” I told him.
He went into the changing room, and I put up the gray tarp. I was
running out of scenes.
Sam came out in a red silk bathrobe. I took some pictures of him
in this. He was my height: 6 feet with an athletic build. He had brown
hair and blue eyes. He had a small, slightly upturned nose that looked
really cute. His lips were thin and sensual.
“Okay, now take off the robe,” I said.
He tossed it aside. His body was trim and firm. He had a little
patch of hair between his pecs. Then he had some hair at the base of his
average sized penis. Once he was naked, I noticed that there seemed to be
some movement in his crotch, but I ignored it.

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With Bryan I chose to do a shower scene. I just knew I had to
have one. Something about water cascading over the nude male is so
poetic to me. Plus he would be the perfect candidate because we could
take the photos in the dorm when the opportunity presented itself.
We chose a time late Saturday night when most people were asleep
or out at a party. Then we slipped into the shower, he took off his
towel, and I started snapping away.
The water sprayed the flesh of his taut chest and then trickled
down his sturdy 5′11″ form. He had a hairless chest with muscular
pectorals and nipples that rested just on the edge, almost turning down.
His crotch was a modest patch of brown hair over a thick, short, limp cock
and balls with just a little hair.
Then I shot some film of him drying off and just wearing a towel.
we left the showers after this, and I returned to my room to masturbate
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Setting Jon in the scene pleased my eye very much. His skin
wasn’t as white as I would have liked, but it was still pale and fit in
with the contrasts. His angular, lithe body fit the starkness of the
setting. I had him pose with a very serious expression.
Jason joined us in his bathrobe as I took Jon’s picture. Jon was
hairless all over except for a small patch of black pubic hair above his
thin limp penis. His balls were tight against his body in their exposed
condition.
I had Jon lay on the floor in various positions before removing
him from that setting. I put together a faux nature scene from the
available materials. I didn’t like its fake appearance, but I couldn’t do
any better on such short notice. I didn’t realize Jason was going to turn
out to be a nature god.
He had blond hair, a lighter shade than my sandy blond, and he
wore it long so it covered his ears but didn’t quite reach his shoulders.
It was straight and feathered. He had large brown doe eyes and soft skin
with soft rounded features. He was about six feet and had an average build.
I took some photos of Jon in the nature scene, but they were only
for practice. I let him dress once I put my nature boy in the scene. He
had defined pectorals with a swirl of blond hair around each nipple. His
belly was lightly furred and his crotch had light brown pubic hair. His
penis was small and thin with average size hairless balls.
To my eye he seemed perfect in the fake nature setting. I just
wished I could get him in real nature, but I knew that would be too much
to ask and a risky endeavour.
The photo shoot went well for so little preparation. I went home
feeling satisfied and horny. I beat off thinking about Jon and Jason
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When I called up Jon, he asked if Jason, the guy who was fourth on
my list and whom I didn’t know, could come along.
“You mean photograph you together?” I asked, confused.
“No, we just wondered if we could watch while the other did it.
Like moral support,” Jon explained.
“Sure, that’s fine.”
Anything they could do to make it easier for themselves was fine
with me. I really didn’t know Jon too well, so I wasn’t sure what I was
going to do with him, and I didn’t know Jason at all.
When I arrived at the studio I just unpacked my equipment and
looked at possible set ups. I saw few things I could try and then they
showed up.
Jon Nelson was about 6′2″, thin but well-proportioned. He was all
wiry muscle and angular in look. He had black straight hair which he let
grow a little long in back. His eyes were small and brown. He had a long
thin nose and thing lips in a long, thin, but attractive face.
He undressed first and then Jason went and changed. While Jon had
changed, I’d set up a scenario I thought would work. It was a black and
white checkered background and I placed a black stool in front. Black
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“Open your robe a little on top. Let’s see some more chest,” I
said.
He did, revealing more of his thick brown chest hair.
“What kind of underwear were you wearing?” I asked shortly.
“Just jockeys,” he answered.
“What color?”
“White.”
“Hmmm…okay.” If they’d been something interesting I might have
added them. “Are you ready to go all the way?”
“I think so,” he answered.
“Then go for it,” I told him.
He unstrapped the robe and pulled it off. His chest hair ended at
his pectorals and then formed a line right below his pecs right down the
center of his torso. It went into his furry belly. His crotch was a mass
of wiry brown pubic hair. An average size dick sprang from this.
Underneath were a hefty pair of fuzzy balls.
I had him sit and then lay on the sofa wearing only his glasses
and pretending to read the book prop.
“That’s it,” I announced once I’d felt I had enough.
“How did I do?”
“You were great. Get dressed,” I urged, smiling reassuringly.
I packed up my equipment and headed back to my room. Throughout
the whole experience I hadn’t gotten an erection. It had remained a very
professional experience. Now that I was back in my room though, I
stripped and pounded my hard cock for all it was worth as I thought about
the photo shoot. My orgasm was powerful and quick.

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I arrived early to set up the studio. I played with the lighting
and set up a cozy sofa scene. I knew Todd was a really good student who
wore gold wire-rim glasses once in a while. I wanted to play up that
brainy part of his personality.
Todd arrived on time wearing his glasses and carrying a blue
terrycloth robe. He looked very much like Bryan: he was 5′11″ with broad
shoulders and a broad chest. He and Bryan had played football together in
their high school. Todd had brown hair which was cut very short all
around. He had green small eyes, an average nose, and thick lips.
“You can put on the bathrobe in the changing room,” I told him.
“Take everything off?” he asked.
I nodded.
He left and returned shortly clad only in his robe. Brown hair
showed through the top of the robe where it didn’t come to a close
entirely. I had him stand in front of the sofa and then I started taking
pictures, easing him into the situation. I also needed to wait until the
marks from any tight clothing, such as underwear or socks, had
disappeared.
I had him sit on the couch and read the book I’d brought as I
snapped some more pictures.

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I set up my studio time for the next three days that fit into my
schedule. That gave me some options with the guys too.
The first one on my list was Todd Paxton. I gave him a call and
was able to get him into my second time slot.
“Oh, and Todd, bring your glasses,” I said.
“Okay,” he answered. “Do you want me to bring anything else?”
“Sure. You might want a bathrobe. It might help you get more
comfortable.”
“Okay. I’ll bring that too.”

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A quick scan revealed that I did. I nodded.
“Is six okay?” Bryan asked.
“Oh, sure,” I answered. “I’m sure I can figure out a way to fill
12 months with six of you.”
“Good.”
“I’ll set up some times in the studio and then I’ll get back to
you,” I said.
“Okay. See ya.”
After Bryan left I looked at the list again and smiled. Three of
they guys I was really familiar with. One of them I didn’t think I’d ever
met while the other I had a vague mental picture of. I put them in order
by placing numbers next to each of their names. I wrote Bryan’s name on
the list.
Bryan ended up third after much deliberation. I had thought he
should go first to help encourage the others, but then I decided to wait
on him. I’d seen him naked in the showers already so there wouldn’t be
surprises there. I would stick him in the middle.

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Bryan knew I was a photography buff. I’d taken a few classes, and
now I was very thankful I had so I could be in this position.
“Okay. I’ll talk to some of the guys and to some people at the
church and see what they all think,” Bryan said.
“Okay.”
To my knowledge, Bryan didn’t know I was gay. I’m sure he
suspected since I’d never dated a girl before, and i never participated in
the “locker room talk” about women. I rarely told my straight friends
about my sexual orientation because I was worried about what they’d think.
I’d also not told Bryan for another reason: his deep religious faith.
People like that easily turned off to homosexuals.
It was a few days before I heard any response to my offer.
“Hey, Lance,” Bryan called from my doorway.
“Yeah?” I said, looking up from my desk.
“Your calendar idea was a big hit, especially with the girls,”
Bryan said.
“Really?”
“For the most part,” Bryan admitted. “There were a few people who
didn’t like it very much, but they’re willing to look at the final
product, so we’ll go ahead with it.”
“Great.”
“Five guys in the group said they’d pose, and I will too,” Bryan
said. He handed me a slip of paper. “Here are their names and phone
numbers. I think you know most of them.”

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Bryan considered this for a moment. “I like it, but I don’t know
how the guys would feel or what the church would think.”
“Well, it’s for a good cause,” I pressed. “You’re going to
build…” here I was lost for words. I hadn’t really paid that much
attention to their discussion.
“We’re going to build an addition to the youth center and remodel
the rest. We’d also like to build a fund for the youth retreats,” Bryan
filled me in.
“That would sure make a lot of money. People do this kind of thing
all the time for charities,” I continued.
“Do they?” Bryan asked.
“Oh, yeah,” I said, but I really had no idea.
“Who would take the pictures?”
“I would,” I said, revealing the beauty of the whole plan. “I’d do
it for free, and I’m sure I could reserve the portrait room for this.
Plus I’m sure we can find a company who would print the calendar for real
cheap.”

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Later on that night I remembered their conversation and an idea
struck me which caused my dick to get rock hard. I told myself to settle
down because I realized the chances of having them go for the idea were
slim, but I decided to run it by Bryan anyway.
He was studying in his room alone; he welcomed me and told me to
have a seat. I was still a little nervous, and I swallowed once before I
began.
“You know this afternoon when you guys were talking about raising
some money,” I asked.
“Yeah,” he answered.
“I have an idea, but it’s kind of ‘out there,’” I said.
“What is it?”
“You could do a calendar,” I answered.
“What kind of calendar?” he asked, intrigued.
“A nude one. You could get some guys from your group to pose for
it and then sell it to raise the money,” I told him, the whole plan
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It felt great to get back into the college atmosphere, and we
talked for quite a while that night before I returned to my room.
I called up Ben, a gay friend of mine, and we go together and went
to a bar.
A few weeks later, the trees were all turning color and their
leaves had started to fall to the ground. School was in full swing, and I
was on my way to lunch after getting out of my history class.
I spotted Bryan sitting with a couple of his gorgeous athlete
buddies, so I went over to their table and joined them. They were talking
about raising some money for their church, and they were all throwing out
possible ideas. The subject didn’t interest me much so I dug into my meal
and allowed my eyes to casually wander over their lean muscular bodies.

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Yet there were enough things about us that we had in common, that
we were able to develop a good friendship. He’d just plopped himself down
at my table for lunch during the second week of classes, and we’d hit it
off. He was a very outgoing and kind person. Combine that with his
freshman energy, and that’s who I’d met. I just couldn’t resist these
characteristics along with his fantastic body.
We talked about our summer for a few minutes before we parted, so
we could get back to work. We made plans for dinner that night.
By the time I’d moved in, set up things in my room, and called
friends, it was time for dinner. I ordered pizza with Bryan and a few of
his friends who belonged to the same Christian athletes group that Bryan
did.

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He was moving into a room a few doors down from me. I could tell
he had arrived a while before I had because he’d worked up a good sweat.
He had taken off his shirt and his broad, hairless chest was beaded with
sweat.
“Hey, Bryan!” I called out when I saw him.
“Hi, Lance,” he replied, flashing me a broad, genuine smile full of
perfect white teeth.
He was a really nice guy and one of the few straight friends I
had. It was actually strange to me that we were friends since he wasn’t
really the kind of guy I usually hung out with. He was very religious,
something I’d done away with a long time ago, and he was really into
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Moving back onto campus brought a sense of sadness mixed with joy
to my heart. I would be graduating at the end of this year after spending
three years there. It was at this school that I’d had my first homosexual
experiences. It was here that I’d felt the most alive. It was here that
I’d found love and acceptance.
The fact that I would leave this place at year’s end was a time I
both looked forward to – the end of school – and dreaded – all those cute
guys I would miss.
I was moving back into an all-male dorm where I had lived the
previous three years. There were lots of good memories here: sex in the
showers in the middle of the night, the whip cream adventure in Reid
Jacob’s room, and of course, my first time.
As I was moving in on the sweltering first day of check-ins, I ran
into Bryan Thompson. He was a sophomore I had befriended last year. He
was extremely attractive, but unfortunately for him, straight. (The
things I could teach that man!)

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the video room they were showing an Jackaroos, hot Australian
cock . My cock got so hard it hurt. In one of the far corners I
say this asian guy. I’ve fucked asians before you know small
tight ass, smooth body etc. What caught my attention was his
size. Not the size of his dick he was six feet tall and well
buffed; the nice smile was also a plus. He was Japanese and about
24 yrs. old. Well after a few eye games we moved closer and he
slowly reached up under my towel and grabbed my cock. I started
to play with his tits; he pulled me close; I fondled his ass and
led him to my room. I laid back on the bed he placed a drop of
foreplay in a rubber and slipped it on my dick. I did the same to
him. We were sucking each others cock with gusto. His dick was
not very large, 5 inches average thickness but hard and ready for
action. Then he said, “Please can I..” he wanted to fuck me! Now
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long dick but he hit my prostate just right. I heard someone say
“Yeah man fuck me!”, It was me; and he did. We both came
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My first time wasn’t all that special but it was a little on the
interesting side. I just the spent the weekend at my aunts house
and was heading home. Well I was walking down this rather busy street
and this guy comes into view. It was rather dark and I was a little
on the hesitant side however he got closer and I saw how cute he
was, well as he was about to pass he said something like “do you
want to get your cock sucked?”, I didn’t think he said that so I
said pardon and he said “wher’s the nearest 7-11″ so I told him and
started walking away and he called me back, well this time he repeated
his original statement and this time I said no, come on I was a 19
year old who was ultra nervous about meeting some guy on the street
and halling out my cock so that he could beat the shit out of me
or something, anyways to make a long story short we smoked some pot
and he started to fondle me (which felt real great) after a few minutes
of him talking me into it I let him suck me off under this tree in
the middle of a park, boy did he know how to give a great blow job!
the gesture and we parted after a few hours! I saw him
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to the busy street! Boy I wish I knew where he was now! And wouldn’t
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riff. We walked back to my apartment together and I carried him
over the threshold. Once inside, I reached up his miniskirt and
fondled his penis until he relented and removed the miniskirt for
me. I turned him around and gave him a firm spanking followed by
a french kiss to his butt hole. I picked him up around the waist
and carried him to the couch where I bent over and deftly sucked
his penis until he came all inside my mouth. Holding it in I
slid my body against his and we french kissed allowing the cum to
slide back into him to be swallowed.

“Paddle me, till I am bright red,” he pleaded.

“Get into the bedroom young lady or you’ll regret it!”

“No,” he wailed.

I walked into my bedroom and returned calmly with a
wooden paddle. In one swift motion I had him over my knees and I
delivered the first paddle. When I was satisfied from his yelp
that it had hurt, I delivered another. Enjoying the pleasure of
controlling him by not delivering the blows hard enough or fre-
quently enough for him. I shoved him off my knees onto the floor
and ordered him to go to the bedroom. He refused. I picked him
up again and this time I meant business. I was going to make his
butt sting so much he wouldn’t be able to sit down for a few
days.

Whack, whack. whack. He screamed, and kicked pleading
for me to let him go. But I knew he wanted it. ___WHACK___ I
smacked him so hard he couldn’t even scream. Andrew was crying
now, just wait till I fuck him later, I thought as I delivered a
fifth blow. I decided to hit him fifty times more before I would
let him go, regardless of how hard he screamed and wailed.
Whack. His butt would be so tender WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK that
he wouldn’t be able to stand. WHACK whack whACK whACK whacK
WHACK WHACK His screams went unaided as I delivered WHACK blows
ruthlessly WHACK WHACK increasing their force with every cry for
help WHACK WHACK. His buttocks had already turned a bright red
and he was crying WHACK WHACK whaCK whACK whacK so hard that you
could no longer hear his sobs. WHACK WHACK WHACK __WHACK__
__WHACK__ __WHACK__ with three last blows I decided to stop. I
forced him off me so his front rested on the coffee table.
Dropping my pants, I shoved my hard cock into his butt hole.
Forcing my body against his sore buttocks. He screamed. I
shoved harder. He screamed louder. I climaxed inside him. He
screamed even louder and I withdrew.

Crying and screaming he crawled his way to the bathroom,
too sore to stand and knowing that more blows were not far away.
When he shut the door to the bathroom. I pulled my pants back up
and carried the paddle into the bedroom with me. When he came
out of the bathroom a half hour later he climbed into bed with me
naked. And kissed me lightly on the lips saying, “Your pretty
good at that.” I delivered another paddle to his already sore
buttocks and he yelped then kissed me. I laid the paddle to rest
and we slept together.

Every night, I paddle Andrew. We have been going togeth-
er for about four months now, I still have never paddled him the
full fifty times I want to because I become too intent on fucking
him after about the thirtieth paddle. But I try each night…

“Young lady, get in bed now!”…
whacK…