Saturday, April 13, 2013

The Bodybuilder - Part 2


The Bodybuilder

Story by Larry

Part 2 of 2 

I went out on stage with 2 other guys and when the music started we started to go through our routines.  I took my time and was really enjoying it.  I won the first round.  We went back to my dressing room and applied another coat of oil and the coach as I started to call him sucked my cock back to hardness.  I could get used to that I thought.
I won the next 3 sets and was in the last line up when he had me change suits.  This one actually did bury itself in the crack of my ass and was so small in front my cock head kept poking out.  Believe it or not I won the last set and the first prize.  It was $500.  Coach told me we were going to celebrate but I had to shower and change first.  There was no shower at the stadium and we had to stay overnight anyhow so coach had gotten a room in a hotel next to the stadium.  When he opened the door it was one double bed in the room.  “All I could get” he said “so we'll have to share.”
I got into the shower and was trying to wash all the oil off but it wasn't easy.  Coach came in and offered to help and before I could say no pulled the curtain back to show he was naked and climbed into the shower with me.  He lathered me up and just kept it up till he got the oil off in one area and then went to another.  It felt like he was giving me a massage and I told him so.
Once we were done we both walked out into the bedroom naked and I lay on the bed because for some reason I felt real tired.  Coach had me lay on my stomach and started to massage me.  It felt good and I told him he was putting me to sleep.  He just told me to relax and go with it.  I was about to fade off and I felt something strange.  Coach spread my ass cheeks apart and was licking my hole.  It felt good and I moaned.  
He lay on top of me and told me to relax and enjoy.  I was almost asleep when I felt his cock head at my hole and pressure as he pushed in.  I was so relaxed I just lay there and moaned.  He slowly entered me and pushed just a little further in with each stroke.  Man it felt good.  He was soon fucking me so hard I was rocking back and forth on the bed.  My cock was pinned between me and the sheet and it felt like I was getting jerked off. 
Not long after he entered me I shot a big load into the sheets and very soon after that he shot a load into me.  He instantly pulled out and crawled down to my ass where he spread my cheeks apart and started to suck his cum out of my ass.  Now it really felt strange.   When he was done he told me to roll over.  I was still rock hard and he took my cock in his mouth and sucked me till I shot another load.
We never did make it out to eat that night choosing to stay in and fuck the night away.  Coach taught me that first night how to suck cock and fuck an ass as well as how to enjoy getting fucked and the many positions you could fuck in.
I entered a lot more competitions and was making good money at it for some time.  My parents wondered why coach and I always traveled together and even if it was close to home we got a room and stayed at least one night out.  Of course I couldn't tell them it was because coach and I would be fucking the night away. 
Every competition i won meant entering another one somewhere else to defend my title.  Every competition also meant another night I would enjoy fucking with my coach.  That of course doesn't mean we didn't fuck at home as well but staying out all night in a motel and fucking added some flare to it.  Coach sometimes made it interesting too.  Like the night I walked in to find like 75 candles lit in the room and we fucked by candlelight all night long and the time he brought hand cuffs and leather gags and other bondage stuff and fucked all night long taking turns restraining each other. 
In other words sometimes ye who laugh last laughs best.  They all laughed at me all through school.  Now I was making good money showing off my body and getting laid regularly unlike them.  They had all gone to shit after high school.  The last time I saw one of my torturers he was a fat balding small dicked jackass that paid big money to come and see me on stage and here I was a well build, oiled, hot piece of ass getting laid nightly.  Shoes on the other foot now sucka and it fits better on me than it did you.

Friday, April 12, 2013

On Vacation till April 21

On Vacation till April 21



Posting will continue while I am gone.

The Bodybuilder - Part 1


The Bodybuilder

Story by Larry

Part 1 of 2

I’m 18 now but the beginning of my story starts at the age of 16 or actually earlier than that but the main part of the story really starts at age 16.  Growing up I was puny.  I was always picked on by the bullies in school.  I was ashamed of my body.  From early on I always thought my cock was too small.  Around the age of 16 things started to change for me.  
In my junior year of high school they offered a weight lifting class as part of gym.  It was an elective and I took it.  My parents thought I was crazy telling me my brain is what I should work on.  They said that weight lifting wasn't going to get me a scholarship to college.  I didn't have the heart to tell them I didn't want to go to college.
For some reason when I was in weight lifting class it made me feel good.  I started to lift daily.  The teacher must have taken a liking to me because he let me use the gym and all the equipment after school and even worked out with me giving me exercises to work out and build up each part of my body. 
I started eating healthy and using supplements.  I felt better but I didn't see results for some time.  The teacher told me to be patient so I just kept working out.  I worked in the school on a summer work program so I got to continue my workouts.  By mid senior year I couldn't figure out why people were staring at me.  I also couldn't figure out why my clothes were getting tight.  One afternoon after work out the teacher saw me and came in and asked how things were going
I told him I wasn't sure.  People were staring and my clothes were getting tight.  He laughed.  “Follow me” he said.  In his office was a full length mirror.  He told me to take my sweats off.  “Now do this” and he struck a pose.  When I did muscles started to pop out.  I was watching in the mirror and was amazed.  “That’s what their starring at” he said “and why your clothes are getting tight.  Your body is filling out with muscle instead of being puny or fat.”
I was finally seeing results from all my hard work.  It made me work harder.  My gym teacher worked with me on different work outs and told me he wanted me to compete in an amateur body building competition.  First prize was $500.  I figured what the hell what did I have to loose.  He told me not to worry about the uniform he would get it for me then he told me to start going to the tanning salon.  My muscles would show off better with a tan and some oil.
We worked twice as hard for months before the competition.  The day of competition he met me at the stadium where it was being held.  We had our own dressing room so we found it and closed the door.  “Strip” he said.  He was so matter of fact I didn't think anything of it.  I took my clothes off and folded them and put them on a chair in the corner.  When I turned around he was sitting on a folding chair in the middle of the room.
“Come here” he said.  He had a bottle of oil in his hand and just opened it and squirted it all over me from my neck down my chest.  He rubbed it in and then told me to turn around.  He did the back of my neck and all the way to my ass.  I thought it strange that he lingered on my ass rubbing oil inside and all over my hole but then I dismissed it as he told me to turn around again.
When I did he oiled first one leg then the other working his way up to my crotch.  He kept applying oil all around my thighs and above my cock and then suddenly leaned forward and sucked my cock into his mouth.  He had me by my ass cheeks so I couldn't pull away and his mouth felt so good I didn't put up much of a fight.  It sure beat me jerking off.
When he let go of my cock he said “it’s better if you’re hard for the competition now put this on.”  He handed me a smaller than micro bikini and I slipped it on.  It hiked up high on my hips holding my balls out prominently in a pouch and almost disappearing in my ass crack in the back.  “You want me to wear this on stage?” I asked.
“Yup.  The more oil and skin you show when going through the routine I taught you the better.”
Seconds later there was a knock on my door that they wanted me on stage.  My heart was beating and my cock was throbbing.  Coach said “Good luck.”  He squeeze my cock and it was now rock hard.  He pointed to the door and off I went.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Play Ball


"PLAY BALL!"


A STORY OF FICTION BY CATMAN




I thought "Spring" would never come after the long snowy Winter through the Midwest. Finally the weather began to warm, snow melted, grass began to grow, trees and flowers started to blossom!


After months of cabin fever, I was anxious to be active again in the great outdoors. A notice in our local newspaper caught my eye. Our YMCA was organizing softball teams. It sounded like fun and a chance for a little male-bonding. (In my line of work, I am surrounded by way too many females.)


I have nothing against women. (Hell, my mother was one!) I just desperately needed to be surrounded by some testosterone! While I would have preferred hot stripper boys and porn stars, I was willing to settle for the companionship of sweaty amateur baseball players.




 
I signed up and was assigned to a team that comprised players between the ages of 22 and 30. I'm not much of an athlete but, out of all of my teammates, I was the star player. My fifteen minutes of fame didn't last very long because a replacement was added to the roster after two weeks of practice.

The way he introduced himself to me totally caught me off guard. "Nice to meet ya! I'm Allen. Wasn't prepared for all of this today. In fact, I forgot to bring my jock. Guess I'll just go commando. What the fuck, I prefer to just go without. Jock straps are too confining. I like to feel my business hanging free."


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My attention immediately shifted from his ruggedly handsome face to his crotch. I was disappointed to see his wedding ring. He was such a distraction that my performance on the field that day was an abysmal display of inaptitude! In other words: I totally sucked!


I was the team's Catcher, Allen was the Pitcher! (How ironic! That would come into play later that day!) I couldn't concentrate on my teammate on the mound, because I was staring at the mound in his pants!


Our coach spent so much time ragging at me after our game that I was one of the last to arrive in the locker room. It was totally empty. I sat on the bench before my locker for several minutes totally depressed. Finally, I stripped down to shower.






Walking into the communal shower room, I was shocked to be greeted by a naked Allen! He was working his hard cock with one hand and fingering his ass with the other. "What took you so fucking long? I've been lingering here... waiting for you. You're the only hunk on this lousy fucking team!"


Stripped bare of his uniform, he looked totally awesome. God! And that dick, totally hard, resembled a smaller version of our baseball bats!


"So are you going to just stand there and stare at my cock? You're my "catcher" and the two of us have to work together for the benefit of the team. I've gotten signals from you all day, and not just about the game!"


His wedding band was the furthest thing from my mind when I went to him and sucked his cock! Licked his balls! Rimmed his hot bubble ass! Then offered mine up to him. He fucked me bareback in that shower.






Most guys who just nutted would have just left me to jerk-off. Not Allen, he dropped to his knees and blew me....he didn't stop until I came with a giant load down his throat.


It wouldn't be our only encounter. After each game, we utilized that locker room in ways that the YMCA probably wouldn't have approved. My game improved and I shared the "star status" with Allen.







There was only one change to the game: I provided Allen with a jock-strap. I insisted that he wear the same one for the entire season and never launder it. After our championship win, he returned it to me as a gift in a zip-lock kitchen bag.


I could still smell the sweaty aroma of his cock and balls as the snow began to fall for another long Winter!

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The Bartender - Part 2

The Bartender

Story by Larry

Part 2 of 2
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.  The voice on the other side asked if he was ok.  “Yeah I’m fine” he said.  “I just stubbed my toe, but it is nothing to worry about so go back to sleep.”  They said “Goodnight” and you could hear them walk away.  I didn't miss a stroke the entire time.  When it was quiet again I asked Danny if he really wanted my cock.  He looked at me and said just try and get that cock out of my ass.  I felt his muscles clamp down on me and he reached around and grabbed me by the ass pulling me into him.

I looked down into his eyes again and said “Ok bitch you asked for it” and slammed into him and kept slamming into him.  All you could hear was my crotch slapping his ass and I felt my balls swinging and slapping him too.  I fucked him like a runaway freight train.  Sweat was pouring all over me and him making it hard to keep balance but there was no way I was pulling out now till I dumped my load.
Danny could tell when I was getting ready by the way I was breathing and the look on my face and started to tell me to give it to him.  He wanted me to fill his ass with my load.  He wanted me to cum and cum soon but not so I could stop fucking him he wanted to feel my cock as it pumped my load into him.  I started to shoot and instead of just ramming in and hold my cock in so I could shoot I kept pumping.  I was not only shooting inside him I was using my own cock to push it further into his ass. 
I have this incredible ability to stay hard after I cum as Danny found out.  I just kept fucking him.  He looked up at me and said “Wait a minute you came.  I know you came I could feel it.  How are you still hard?”  I asked him if he was complaining and he said “Yes.  You’re not fucking me as hard as before.” I laughed and said “Well that could be arranged.”  With that I pulled out but flipped him over and pulled his hips so he was on his knees and rammed back into him.  “I’m gonna fuck you and give you so much cum you’re gonna be burping my load for a month.  Is that what you want bitch?  You want to burp my load.  Too bad if you don't, because I’m gonna fill you with my load.  You’re not going to swallow a drop either.  I’m gonna pump it all in you through your ass.
With that I felt my balls churning and told him “Get ready for load number 2, bitch” and then shot.  He was biting the pillow by this time and clawing at the sheets.  After I came I pulled out because I was starting to go soft.  I flipped him over again and sat on his chest and told him “Suck me hard again.  I want to give you another load.”  He gobbled my cock and cleaned it off real nice and by the time he was done I was hard again.  I flipped him over onto a pillow and with his ass in the air rammed into him and just started pumping away.
“I think 3 loads will do you for tonight” I told him.  He was groaning and grunting and actually started to ask me to pull out that his ass couldn't take much more.  “Fuck you” I told him.  Then I said "Oh that's right that's what I’m doing".  I laughed and started to fuck him harder and faster.  It didn't take me long to cum a 3rd time and then I knew that would be it for a while.  I pulled out and rolled him over.  Well now how's that taste.  Clean my cock again I told him.  This time I stood on the bed and Danny sat up and swallowed me and quickly cleaned me off.  His ass was already leaking cum all over the bed.
Once he was done I got off the bed and pulled on my clothes and looked at Danny.  “Are you working tomorrow night?”  He shook his head yes.  “Good I’ll see you then.  Maybe we can go for round 2. 

That night I went to the bar and as soon as I walked into the door the door man went hysterical.  I asked what was so funny.  “That’s easy.  Look at Danny.”  When I looked at the bar he was walking very gingerly and kept reaching behind him like he was feeling his ass.  The door man asked me “What did you do to him?” 
“Nothing” I said.  “Nothing but fucked him silly for a few hours and gave him 3 loads in his ass.” 

“You’re kidding” the door man said.  “Nope.  I told him he was going to be burping my load for a month.  Maybe I’ll go over and find out if he is.  I walked to the bar and said hello.  He was wearing jean shorts and suspenders that was it, no underwear, no shirt.  I grabbed him by the suspenders and said “Nice.  Making it easy for me to fuck you later.”
He smiled.  “I was hoping you would say that.  I think I need a few more loads if I’m going to be burping for a month.  We both laughed and then kissed.  That night I gave Danny a repeat performance of the night before.  I fucked him so hard he swore his ass was going to be black and blue but he loved it.  So did I.  So much so it was a repeat almost every weekend for some time.  Occasionally I let him fuck me too.  But not often and we started fucking at my place so we didn't have to worry about making noise either.  Life is grand.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

The Bartender - Part 1


The Bartender

Story by Larry

Part 1 of 2
22 years old, out on my own, built like I don't know how to describe except hot and hung like a fucking horse and I wasn't happy.  I’m in the same job I was in in high school.  I’ve gotten a few promotions and raises so I was making a decent paycheck but still not happy.  I had a nice car, nice apartment and still not happy.  There was just something missing in my life.

I went out one Friday night to this little hole in the wall club I always went to when I wanted to fuck my brains out.  I never had a problem finding a nice ass to bury my cock in and I thought that this would cheer me up.  The door man knew me and pointed out a few prospective newbies. 
One caught my eye but he was behind the bar.  I talked to the door man for a while and kept watching the guy behind the bar.  The more I watched the harder my cock got.  Even the door man noticed and told me better get some ice for that cock or you’re gonna tear right through those pants.  I laughed and went and got a drink.
I found out the new guy was the new bartender and his name was Danny. He was hired from the guest bartender night they have once a month.  He had brought in more money in one night than the last 3 guest bartenders did and got a lot of inquiries about if he was becoming permanent.  We talked most of the night while I drank.
I couldn't help but tell him he was hot as hell.  After all he was just 21, same age as me.   He was wearing work boots and shorts short enough to show everything and trust me they did.  He had to keep tucking his cock back up into the pants leg if you wanted to call it that and they only came high enough over his cock to half cover his pubic hair. 
He had the cutest little alligator tattoo on his left hip too.  His abs were tight as hell developed into an 8 pack and his pec's stood out with his nipples seeming to balance on the ends.  His nipple rings actually dangled in midair from them.  His face was indescribably handsome.  Just the right amount of scruff, deep blue eyes, long black eye lashes and black hair cut just right to enhance everything.
When I went to leave Danny was outside just standing around talking with a few people.  I got in my car and was about to leave when I noticed he was walking down the street.  I pulled over when I got next to him and asked if he needed a ride.  He said he only lived a few blocks but I insisted.
He got in the car and sure enough out popped his cock head again.  This time he didn't bother to tuck it back in.  When we got to his place he offered me a beer and said it was such a hot night if I wanted we could go for a swim too that there was a pool out back.  I shut the car off and said sure.  “Sounds fine.” 
We walked into and through the house getting a few beers on our way to the pool.  Once on the back patio he dropped his shorts and said I hope you don't mind but I like to skinny dip.  I sure didn't mind.  His cock wasn't as long or as thick as mine but his ass was nice and round with no tan line. It was a perfect bubble butt.  I love bubble butts
He dove in and I followed right behind.  We swam back and forth and dunked each other and horsed around in the pool for a while. I even got on the diving board and did a few fancy dives.  Danny floated in the pool watching and distracted me with his big cock just flopping all over his abs.  Finally I dove in and swam to him and said if you’re not going to control that thing give it to someone who's willing to try.
He swam to the side of the pool and jumped out and went in the house.  I followed not knowing what he was doing.  His room was on the main floor of the house so we walked right into his room from the patio.  He lay on the bed sprawled out in all his glory and said "Go ahead if you think you can.  There’s just one thing.  My parents are upstairs so no screaming.  They are used to moans from time to time and me entertaining in the pool but no outright fucking and causing a ruckus in the middle of the night.”
I nodded and crawled from the foot of the bed kissing and licking his legs from his toes all the way up to his balls.  I purposely went around his balls and cock and continued up his abs to his nipples and then his neck and then right for his lips and sucked gently on his lower lip before kissing him deeply all the while playing with his cock.  He couldn't help but moan especially when I took my fingers to rub his pre cum all over just the tip of his cock around his piss hole.  You know the real sensitive area most of us guys have.
I looked into his eyes and said “I thought you said we had to be quiet.”  He said “Fuck that, just don't scream fuck me.”  With that he pushed me down towards his cock and told me to suck him.  Gladly I took his cock in my mouth all the way to its root. My nose buried in a surprisingly very thick bush of pubic hair.  Most guys trim or shave now a days but not him.  His was wild and full.  I actually let go of his cock to chow down on his crotch and his pubes. Even that made him crazy.
I went back to sucking his cock and edged him a couple of times before I started kissing my way down his thighs again.  When I got half way below his knees I spread his legs apart and started to lift them onto my shoulders.  He helped by propping his hands under his waist lifting himself off the mattress.  I leaned in and guided my cock to his hole and just rubbed it over his hole a few times. 
He finally yelled "Well fuck me already".  When he did I rammed it into him deep.  It was dry so I didn't get all the way in but maybe 2/3's of the way.  He yelled again.  I kept staring into his eyes and told him “I thought you said not to yell.”  He got this needy look on his face and said “Shut the fuck up and fuck me damn it.”  I started to move in and out and with the way I leak pre cum he was lubed by the 3rd stroke and I was balls deep in his ass.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Underwear Night


Underwear Night

Story by Jay

It was underwear night at the local bar.  I loved going to the bar and seeing the guys in just their underwear.  I quickly got ready and put on my tightest revealing underwear.  My cock was hard thinking about all the guys wearing everything from boxers, to jockstraps, to sexy briefs. 

I was the first patron to arrive at the bar.  I took up the stool at the bar that had the best view of everyone as they came into the bar.  It did not take long for guys to arrive.  One thing I liked about underwear night is that the guys wants to be seen in their undies but they also wanted to tease you with having their cock show up in revealing positions.


Carl was the first guy to arrive.  He was sexy looking in his black trunk brief.  He had a great build and after he saw I was staring at his brief, he sat on the bar stool facing me.  We did not say much but staring at our package.  Carl was first to show his cock.  He lifted the leg opening to let his cock stick out for my viewing pleasure.  He was circumcised and had the biggest cock head.  He removed his hand from his cock and I placed my hand on his cock.  It grew as I slowly stroked it.  I pulled his cock out and it stood straight up.    

He leaned over and in a low voice said, “Faster.  Make me cum.”  I increased my stroking until he grunted and cum shot up and landed on his black briefs.  He sat back on the stool and finished his drink and walked away.


I was now hot for more cock.  I spotted a guy in a jockstrap.  He looked delicious.  I told him I liked what he was wearing.  His ass looked inviting.  I asked “Can I see more?”  He gladly pulled back the mesh lining of the jockstrap and I saw a nice set of balls and a nice cock.  He turned towards me and said ‘Your turn.”


I stood up and pulled my brief back.  My uncut cock looked thick and sprang to attention as I freed it from the confines of my underwear.  He got on his knees and gobbled up my cock until his face was in my hairy bush.  He started to suck me and he went at it fast and furious.  Some guys were watching and it turned me on seeing them stroke their cock as I got closer to cumming.

I reached out to stroke a couple of guys’ cocks.  As soon as their cock erupted with cum, I shot my load.  I leaned back onto the stool and took a sip of my drink.  The guys disappeared into the crowd to be replaced with some other hot guys.  I smiled at them and they returned the smile to me.

It looked like it was going to be a great night at the bar.  Like I said, I love underwear night.