Kurt opened his eyes to a new day with a smile on his face, which he hadn’t done for a long time. He lay there on his bed quietly feeling himself and amazed at the calm within his body. He touched his privates lightly and marveled at how hard and strong it was just at the thought of the events he had participated in the day prior. His bare body was warm under the covers. His bottom was very relaxed and had no repercussions from yesterday’s activities. He just lay there remembering it all and feeling very loved. The excitement grew clearly with the prospect of anything coming from what seemed overwhelming and intriguing, but he dared not let his mind or heart jump to any conclusions quickly. He just laid there, naked, warm and peaceful.
While in his private domain, a faint knock at the front door muffled in. Thinking it was just a memory of yesterday, he continued to relax into himself, feeling his heartbeat and dreaming of life. Again a knock sounded, this time not so faint. He quickly jumped to his feet. He scurried around the bed to a hook on the door holding a satin full-length robe. Securing it on him, he walked to the door quickly to see who was there. His hope was that the new friend he had met the day earlier would be on the other side of the door, but he knew he didn’t look very enticing at that particular moment. A good nights sleep has a tendency to make one look sloppy and puffy in the morning he thought, so his feelings were torn as to whom he really wanted to see. With a deep breath and a quick silent sigh, he opened the door.
“Good morning sleepy head.” His new companion James said.
“Shit.” Kurt replied.
“OK, sorry. Not a good morning then.”
“No, no.” Kurt said quickly. “Come in. It’s just that I look horrible and you look … well … beautiful as always. Not Fair.”
James just smiled with that boyish grin of his and entered the home.
“Another cold one out there.”
“Is it?”
“I think it might snow. At least that’s what I heard on the radio.”
“I love the snow, as long as I don’t have to go out in it.” Kurt said as he began to accept the fact that his new friend has now seen him at his very worst.
“You want to hear something funny?” James smiled lightheartedly.
“Sure.”
“I left my tools here last night, in your basement. Wonder what Freud would say about that?”
“He would say your mind was on other things.” Kurt said, thinking he was being clever.
“I guess.”
“Listen, I hate to be rude, but I need to jump in the shower and make myself look like something. You know where everything is downstairs. Go ahead and do your thing and I will be out in a few and then I’ll make coffee for us if you would like.”
Kurt seemed apprehensive and James was reading all the signs. It appeared as if he was either uncomfortable with the way he looked at that exact moment or just unsure of yesterday’s erotic prowls. There was no way James was going to let his new desires feel that way.
“By the way.” He said sweetly, “You look great in the morning.”
He hoped that line would put Kurt at ease to his appearance and reassure him that he was still interested in him.
“Yeah, and you need glasses. I’ll only be a few. Now go do what you do best.”
With that, Kurt headed back to his lair to fetch his towel and clothes. All the way back to his room, he shook his head in disbelief that the idol he had bedded yesterday saw him like this. How embarrassing this was to him. He figured he blew it. Looking the way he did and probably smelling, he figured that the beautiful man in his cellar was laughing or something.
“Sure.” He said under his breath softly, “He comes here early in the morning looking all nice and gorgeous, and wearing cologne no less; and you, you look like you just went five rounds with a blender and lost. Great!”
He turned to the door to head to the bathroom when his alarm clock caught his eye. The early morning he thought was now, had past six hours ago. It was 2:15pm. Some how, while he was relaxing in his bed thinking all kinds of pleasantries, he had fallen asleep and melted into his own dreams.
“Shit!” He said moving even quicker than before.
He peeked around the corner of his door to assure the coast clear and rushed to the bathroom down the hall for a quick, thorough shower … just in case. He turned the water on first because he knew it took a while for the hot water to come up, and then grabbed a razor from his medicine chest along with shaving cream. Looking quickly in the mirror, he made a face in disgust and took his robe off. He hung the robe on the door hook and tested the water. After making a couple of quick adjustments to the temperature, he stepped in and saturated his entire form. He wasn’t thinking of anything but getting clean and hurrying the process as much as possible without missing any vital body parts. The steamy water beat down on his muscles and he stood there for a moment to allow the warmth to wake him up.
Suddenly, the shower curtain opened and there stood James, butt naked, beautiful and smiling.
“What are you doing?” Kurt said startled almost out of his skin.
“You said to do what I do best. Thinking of you, touching you and wanting you is what I do best.” James answered putting on his best ‘pathetic puppy dog’ look.
“You are incorrigible. Get in here gorgous.” Was all Kurt could think quickly to say.
“I thought you would never ask.”
They both raised their eyebrows and grinned seductively. Kurt moved his way to the other side of the shower so that his personal electrician could cocoon himself into the pouring waterfall. He watched as the water showered his entire body. Each muscle on James’ body was flexing as he tilted his head back and ran his fingers through his hair. Kurt noticed the bicep’s and triceps of his lover. He awed and wondered what it would feel like wet and tense. His eyes roamed the perfect stature before him. He took in all the curves and tones of this god-like man he had dreamt of all night long. He noticed attributes about him that he hadn’t seen in the dark the day before. It was all very good, and he just wanted to feel him.
James tilted his head forward and opened his eyes.
“I missed you last night.”
“I missed you too.”
“I couldn’t get out of my mind what we shared and how beautiful it was and how incredible you are.” James said with conviction and worth.
“Really?” Kurt amazed.
“Yes honey, really. Is it OK if I call you honey?”
“Honestly, I would like that.” He answered in a melting tone.
“Now, can I ask you a very, very important question?” James said seriously.
Kurt started thinking a mile a minute. He got nervous and began to think all the worst questions possible. He readied himself for whatever could be coming and said calmly,
“Sure, go for it.”
James leaned his perfectly shaped, wet bottom against the shower wall, crossed his ankles and placed his hands behind his ass cheeks. He tilted his head to one side, raised one eyebrow and said gently and with a pleading tone;
“Would you kiss me? That is all I have waited for. Please?”
Kurt just smiled lightly and leaned forward and docked his lips on the adorable and irresistible creature standing wet and naked before him. This kiss was going to be the root of it all. A kiss that had more feeling and drive than either of them had felt before from each other or anyone for that matter. It was flawless. They stood under the cascading water and teased each other playfully. Kurt used the tip of his tongue to slide around James’ lips while he gently tapped his stiff dripping cock into his pelvic. James tried over and over to grab Kurt’s tongue with his teeth gently but to no avail. After a few moments of teasing and growing, Kurt dropped his tongue deep into James’ mouth and pushed it down into his throat. James grabbed Kurt’s soaking ass and pulled him fast and hard. Their cocks crashed together like symbols in an orchestra, and he left no room for water to flow between them. The kiss became extreme and both swished their tongues inside each other as Kurt held the firm face of his passion.
James stood leaning against the shower wall as his lover melted into him. They became the ideal portrait of lust and desire in a picture drawn from fantasy. James slipped his forefinger into the crack of his partners ass as he kissed deeper and more quickly. He slid it up and down the slide letting the water lubricate the motion effortlessly. Each movement was elegant and enviable. He took one of his muscularly curved legs and wrapped it around the body pressed against him and raised his leg to surround the form with style and comfort.
Kurt pressed his body closer and could feel the warm juices dripping from the love shaft of his partner. The juice was lubricating their pubic crotch. It eased the swaying of their bodies as they kissed. Neither of them opened their eyes in fear of losing the moment.
James slowly and respectfully slipped his finger into the hole that was waiting for him. As he protruded his way in, he reached for the bar of soap with his other hand, not missing a sway of the body or a touch of the tongue and lips. He slid the soap onto the cheek of Kurt’s firm and round ass and began to rub it in perfect motion with the bodies beat. The cold soap bar felt amazing to Kurt and he knew its purpose fully. James slowly descended the finger from inside his lover and replaced it quickly and without interruption with another finger covered with suds. His finger slid in faster and easier then the other and Kurt just pressed his body into him with submission. James slowly raised his chest as to back away his mate from him and he pulled his lips to himself politely.
“How did I find you? I feel honored.” James said
“I’m not complaining baby. I’m just as pleased.”
“Well, I want to please you. I want to make your heart and body sing.”
“Hmmm.” is the only response he got.
Kurt wasn’t complaining and James knew what he wanted to do.
He took the handsome form drenched before him and turned him gently to the wall.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Re-Creations of the Gods
As the blackness of it all dissipated, he could see clearly the white-capped blades of grass and the misty wetness of the day powering it's way in. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary from any of his other days. The nine full-length windows in the front of his home were covered with frost and crackled with ice. The air outside was bitter, wet and left no doubt that the sunny warm days had made way for a new season. The house was empty except for him. The music was playing; the fire on the stove lit and the silence of the feeling was surrounding him closely. The only thing he had was himself, or so he thought.
It's funny how the simplest things can turn into something one could want to bargain for. He sat at his computer surfing the Internet when a car pulled up the drive. The symbol on the car was unrecognizable to him. He peeked out the window and gazed upon the car in wonder as to who would be stopping in on this particular day. There the car sat for what seemed to be hours in his driveway. Suddenly the driver's side door opened and a young man made himself into the weather. This was no ordinary young man. He was strapping in appearance and delightful to the eye. An immediate fantasy overcame the warmed body of Kurt as he peered through the window at the figure heading up the stairs to his home. He waited quietly while the young god approached the door. After two knocks, Kurt calmly walked to the door with a strong determined look upon his face and opened it just enough to see out.
"May I help you"? He asked.
Before him stood a vision he could have only dreamt of. A man six foot tall, weighing about 195 pounds. His hair was a golden brown color and the eyes were a piercing hazel. The figure before him had not a blemish on his tanned skin. This was a perfect golden tan one could only recreate in a false tanning environment, but he wore it so well. His dirty ripped jacket took nothing away from his features. He stood in the doorway in his faded tight jeans that were tucked into a worn pair of work boots that gave him a rugged, manly strong look. His strong brow gave way to a sensitive gentler look. One of his hands was holding a metal folder, as if to be a service man, while the other was tucked in his pocket. He stood in a free form stance with one leg slightly bent out towards the door while the other stood straight and defined every muscle through his pants. Kurt took notice within seconds on all the key points of his features that made him an outstanding piece of free form artwork. He could only imagine what this man would look like when his coat was off.
"Hi, my name is James, I'm from the electric company. I was sent out to check your meter and some of your fuse boxes for possible leakage." Said the perfect specimen.
"Oh yes, come in. I didn't know you were coming, but come on in and feel free to check me : I mean IT out." Kurt said welcomingly. His eyes dared not wonder upon his guest in lust.
James, the electrician entered smiling and commented on the "glorious" weather outside the warm home he was making his way into.
"It's ugly out there," he said. "It's one of those days you want to curl up in a book under a cover somewhere and just feel mushy."
"Among other things, yes!" Kurt mumbled with a smile.
"So where do you keep your fuse boxes?"
"Right this way."
Kurt did everything possible not to show his excitement for this young stud. He walked him down to the basement and showed him the box.
"Right here." he said.
James opened the panel and took out his tools. Kurt offered him a cup of coffee and he said he would be up in a moment to retrieve it. With that, Kurt headed upstairs leaving him down in the cellar alone.
Kurt's mind was wondering to so many exotic places and he was taking this stranger to all of them within moments of his thoughts. About 4 minutes after he had left the basement, James came up.
"I could go for that coffee now please. It's a little cold down there."
Without loosing a second in time, he poured the coffee he had prepared just for his lustful guest.
"How do you take it?"
With a big grin on his face, James replied cunningly "Any way I can."
They both exchanged a nervous smile that meant a little bit more than either of them dared to admit. Suddenly they stopped smiling and the conversation quickly turned curious thanks to Kurt's determined personality.
"So, you married?"
"Nope, almost was, but it didn't work out."
"Oh sorry, why not?"" He asked, determined more than ever to get as much dirt as he could.
"Wasn't the right guy."
There was a very noticed silence from both of them. Kurt went into a mild moment of frozen lips. His body tingled quickly and he felt this complete calm yet shaky nerve waking up inside of him.
"OH" seemed to be the only response he could give.
"Did I offend you?" James asked seeming a little worried.
"Not even a little bit," he said with his strong assured voice.
Kurt invited the electrician to sit for a spell and chat. James accepted and told his host that it was his last call for the day and whenever he was finished, he could head home. He also enlightened him to the fact that he was going home to an empty house as well and that he was in no rush at all. This statement made Kurt very curious but he was more than OK with it.
"This is a nice house." James said, looking around.
"Thank you, would you like a quick tour?"
James nodded in appreciation of the kind offer and they walked the floors from corner to corner. When they returned to the kitchen, Kurt asked
"So what room did you like the best?"
"The bedroom was nice, but it looks a little lonely and unused."
That was an un-nerving statement to Kurt so he had to asked why he felt that way.
"The room looks like it doesn't have life, attitude or personality in it. I felt a sense of coldness and lack of invitation in it."
Kurt felt like his entire sex life had been exposed for the lack of activity in his private domain.
"No offence man, just an observation."
"None taken, but you are right."
A sudden quiet came over them both. Who would speak next? Who would break that feeling that had come up after the last revelation of Kurt's negative sex life and boring bedroom antic?
"So earlier at the door you said 'amongst other things' when we were talking about what kind of a day it was outside. What were you talking about?" James inquired, with a boyish playful charm in his voice.
Feeling a bit nervous and excited about the prospect of advancing this conversation to a new level, Kurt answered :
"Well, this is the kind of day I love to climb into bed, under the covers that is, and just well:" swallowing his fear and going for the gusto : "making love : or something like that." He quickly added and then immediately turned himself away and pretended to wipe the kitchen counter with a sponge on an already clean counter top.
"I hear ya there. Definitely my kind of thinking." James said as he watched and studied his host's features.
Kurt was a delightful compliment to James' appearance. He stood an even six foot, two inches tall at 205 pounds of solid form. His eyes were green and his hair was brown, which made his appearance more unique and inviting to anyone with class and appreciation. Kurt took care of his person, and it showed to James' eye. He had a short sleeve shirt on rolled twice at the cuff. His triceps stood out firmly and his flat abdomen was pressed closely against his tucked in shirt. He wore black close fitted, snap down the side sweat pants that curved his bottom in a very sheer and seductive way. He had white socks on but no shoes. James took it all in and noticed as much as possible while his back was still towards him.
Kurt was sensing something going on between the two of them, and certainly something was waking up in between his legs. He put the sponge down and finally turned around.
"My problem is I'm all about passion." He continued. "Kinda makes me picky and alone but I'm not into those quick fix things : To me, well, I would rather feel the moment like it's going to last forever, and that feeling doesn't come over me often, so:"
"Passion is something most men don't understand," James immediately rebutted. "If I could find a man who knew how to kiss, and I mean KISS, I would make him feel like a god."
It's funny how the simplest things can turn into something one could want to bargain for. He sat at his computer surfing the Internet when a car pulled up the drive. The symbol on the car was unrecognizable to him. He peeked out the window and gazed upon the car in wonder as to who would be stopping in on this particular day. There the car sat for what seemed to be hours in his driveway. Suddenly the driver's side door opened and a young man made himself into the weather. This was no ordinary young man. He was strapping in appearance and delightful to the eye. An immediate fantasy overcame the warmed body of Kurt as he peered through the window at the figure heading up the stairs to his home. He waited quietly while the young god approached the door. After two knocks, Kurt calmly walked to the door with a strong determined look upon his face and opened it just enough to see out.
"May I help you"? He asked.
Before him stood a vision he could have only dreamt of. A man six foot tall, weighing about 195 pounds. His hair was a golden brown color and the eyes were a piercing hazel. The figure before him had not a blemish on his tanned skin. This was a perfect golden tan one could only recreate in a false tanning environment, but he wore it so well. His dirty ripped jacket took nothing away from his features. He stood in the doorway in his faded tight jeans that were tucked into a worn pair of work boots that gave him a rugged, manly strong look. His strong brow gave way to a sensitive gentler look. One of his hands was holding a metal folder, as if to be a service man, while the other was tucked in his pocket. He stood in a free form stance with one leg slightly bent out towards the door while the other stood straight and defined every muscle through his pants. Kurt took notice within seconds on all the key points of his features that made him an outstanding piece of free form artwork. He could only imagine what this man would look like when his coat was off.
"Hi, my name is James, I'm from the electric company. I was sent out to check your meter and some of your fuse boxes for possible leakage." Said the perfect specimen.
"Oh yes, come in. I didn't know you were coming, but come on in and feel free to check me : I mean IT out." Kurt said welcomingly. His eyes dared not wonder upon his guest in lust.
James, the electrician entered smiling and commented on the "glorious" weather outside the warm home he was making his way into.
"It's ugly out there," he said. "It's one of those days you want to curl up in a book under a cover somewhere and just feel mushy."
"Among other things, yes!" Kurt mumbled with a smile.
"So where do you keep your fuse boxes?"
"Right this way."
Kurt did everything possible not to show his excitement for this young stud. He walked him down to the basement and showed him the box.
"Right here." he said.
James opened the panel and took out his tools. Kurt offered him a cup of coffee and he said he would be up in a moment to retrieve it. With that, Kurt headed upstairs leaving him down in the cellar alone.
Kurt's mind was wondering to so many exotic places and he was taking this stranger to all of them within moments of his thoughts. About 4 minutes after he had left the basement, James came up.
"I could go for that coffee now please. It's a little cold down there."
Without loosing a second in time, he poured the coffee he had prepared just for his lustful guest.
"How do you take it?"
With a big grin on his face, James replied cunningly "Any way I can."
They both exchanged a nervous smile that meant a little bit more than either of them dared to admit. Suddenly they stopped smiling and the conversation quickly turned curious thanks to Kurt's determined personality.
"So, you married?"
"Nope, almost was, but it didn't work out."
"Oh sorry, why not?"" He asked, determined more than ever to get as much dirt as he could.
"Wasn't the right guy."
There was a very noticed silence from both of them. Kurt went into a mild moment of frozen lips. His body tingled quickly and he felt this complete calm yet shaky nerve waking up inside of him.
"OH" seemed to be the only response he could give.
"Did I offend you?" James asked seeming a little worried.
"Not even a little bit," he said with his strong assured voice.
Kurt invited the electrician to sit for a spell and chat. James accepted and told his host that it was his last call for the day and whenever he was finished, he could head home. He also enlightened him to the fact that he was going home to an empty house as well and that he was in no rush at all. This statement made Kurt very curious but he was more than OK with it.
"This is a nice house." James said, looking around.
"Thank you, would you like a quick tour?"
James nodded in appreciation of the kind offer and they walked the floors from corner to corner. When they returned to the kitchen, Kurt asked
"So what room did you like the best?"
"The bedroom was nice, but it looks a little lonely and unused."
That was an un-nerving statement to Kurt so he had to asked why he felt that way.
"The room looks like it doesn't have life, attitude or personality in it. I felt a sense of coldness and lack of invitation in it."
Kurt felt like his entire sex life had been exposed for the lack of activity in his private domain.
"No offence man, just an observation."
"None taken, but you are right."
A sudden quiet came over them both. Who would speak next? Who would break that feeling that had come up after the last revelation of Kurt's negative sex life and boring bedroom antic?
"So earlier at the door you said 'amongst other things' when we were talking about what kind of a day it was outside. What were you talking about?" James inquired, with a boyish playful charm in his voice.
Feeling a bit nervous and excited about the prospect of advancing this conversation to a new level, Kurt answered :
"Well, this is the kind of day I love to climb into bed, under the covers that is, and just well:" swallowing his fear and going for the gusto : "making love : or something like that." He quickly added and then immediately turned himself away and pretended to wipe the kitchen counter with a sponge on an already clean counter top.
"I hear ya there. Definitely my kind of thinking." James said as he watched and studied his host's features.
Kurt was a delightful compliment to James' appearance. He stood an even six foot, two inches tall at 205 pounds of solid form. His eyes were green and his hair was brown, which made his appearance more unique and inviting to anyone with class and appreciation. Kurt took care of his person, and it showed to James' eye. He had a short sleeve shirt on rolled twice at the cuff. His triceps stood out firmly and his flat abdomen was pressed closely against his tucked in shirt. He wore black close fitted, snap down the side sweat pants that curved his bottom in a very sheer and seductive way. He had white socks on but no shoes. James took it all in and noticed as much as possible while his back was still towards him.
Kurt was sensing something going on between the two of them, and certainly something was waking up in between his legs. He put the sponge down and finally turned around.
"My problem is I'm all about passion." He continued. "Kinda makes me picky and alone but I'm not into those quick fix things : To me, well, I would rather feel the moment like it's going to last forever, and that feeling doesn't come over me often, so:"
"Passion is something most men don't understand," James immediately rebutted. "If I could find a man who knew how to kiss, and I mean KISS, I would make him feel like a god."
Fag School Registration Day - Chapter 3
Don't read this if you are illiterate, or if you are offended by the term "fag." However, if you now know that "fag" is an endearing term used by passionate fag lovers and their supporters, then read on. The time setting for this chapter of fag school is between chapters 1 and 2, the day the fresh fag freshmen check in and check each other out.
We begin:
For the past year, two good friends have been living a life that is both a profitable and, to them, a philanthropic contribution to the sex and love lives of many men in Boston. You see, every man is at least "bi-curious," but they often need an encouraging nudge to "bi-active" or "fag-centric."
Often a wife or girlfriend has an interest to have their man or men get a little more kinky. They think they would be turned on to the max if they could watch their guys getting it on with other guys. Sometimes this desire follows the wives and girlfriends having had exhibitionist lesbian flings at the request, and for the gratification, of their men. The women want reciprocity.
Then again, sometimes the women may just want to see if they can get the guy-on-guy transition to progress to a guy, guy, guy, guy, etc., fling with the girl. There are many reasons women push men to pursue homosexual liasons. There are just as many reasons many men on their own pursue homosexual liasons.
What has just been described is a "market niche," an area where consumers can be courted and sold what they need. In this case, what they need is higher education. They need to be exposed, so to speak, to the myriad and intricate details of fag activity. They need this fag school.
Erin, a real and delightful women in her early twenties, along with her friend Felecia, a totally passing shemale who has the beautiful face and body of a Britney Spears, but with the incredible cock of the most studly porn star you ever saw. They have graduated eight fag classes so far, each a three week intense program of 24/7 live-in, love-in, and learn-in.
The classes are highly selective. The men must all be in perfect physical and mental condition. They, and any women they are associating with, must agree that all contact for the three week fag boot camp will be strictly for owners of well-functioning cocks. Before they sign the agreement, they are told straight up, pardon the pun, that some of the men will emerge with an incredible lust for cock and a surprising loss of any sense of lust for pussy.
They are not given the percentages of conversion the classes have in producing complete fags out of the students. Even if they were told, at registration day, none or few would believe that every student in the eight 30-man graduating classes are now COMPLETELY and EXLUSIVELY FAGS, by their own choice and with such vocal conviction that there are absolutely no closets for the proud fags. Cock is the new god they worship and which brings them kinky salvation day after day after day.
Erin and Felicia call their institution a school for fag training and sissy-boy training. They like to make all men "dick lickers," which seems to be their favorite phrase and favorite thing to foster and to watch. Theirs is a clandestine cock school, as you can imagine. New England still has a lot of people with the puritan mentality, so although their graduates become confident and kinky flamers, their school must be and is still very much in the closet.
You have to pass a lot of tests and pass through a lot of secret doors to get to this closet school. And you might think that as more and more classes graduate that the closet classes would become easier to find, but in fact the newly-trained perfectly-fag fags have grown to an absolutely loyal army of protection for their alma mater.
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I'll get into more details about how would-be fags and sissy boys begin qualification testing for this school in other chapters, but I want you to see, in your mind's eye, what a pretty picture the first day of school always is.
Blindfolded by former graduates and starting from all points of the compass, the recruits are led by taxi to the secret, eerie, luxurious, bet still very inviting centuries-old mansion. There is no nonsense as the insense and candles illuminate the minds, and all the senses, of those about to learn just what a masterpiece work of art is the beautiful human cock.
Still blindfolded, the new class assembles in the main hall, each with their post-graduate sponsor. To prove that they are ready, they are instructed to remain blindfolded, dance with, and deeply french-kiss their sponsors. As the music is all classical, they dance close enough to know that all cocks are raging hard. The new students now slowly and sensually undresses their sponsors, per instruction, and kiss their man from head to toe, then kiss their hard, totally bare cocks for at least an hour.
For nourishment, lunch is served on the hard cocks, and the new class licks it off with life-giving lust. The "lunch" is a special milkshake made from gallons of frozen cum the graduates out in the world have happily supplied to the school on a regular basis.
And the lunch is really THE SECRET POTIENT, the point of no return. A Julius Caesar would say, "Alea Iacta Est!" Once a man, or even a woman for that matter, tastes and swallows cum, they are forever under the phallic spell. With their cum lunch down the hatch, they are well past any need for snatch.
Then the new class removes the blindfolds and sees where they are, kneeling in front of beautiful hard cocks in a long marble hall lit with torches. On the walls are exotic, huge oil paintings of huge beautiful cocks rendered Rembrandt style -- one subdued light source, and one great cock, pointing in only one direction (straight up, pre-cum dripping, and ready to suck). With that sight, the recruits need no prompt to start sucking and loving the hard cocks that are their presents at their first day at school.
So after lunch, and "dessert," the recruits finally get to look around. All of their classmates are absolutely gorgeous. They are still fully clothed, but the man-to-man mental raping reaches such a peak, it is clear that all the new fags will have their cocks hard, hard, hard for days, days, days.
It always begins that way. It always stays that way. They will always love for it to stay that way. What woman has ever given any of them an erection so hard and so enduring? They have been carried across the threshold. They will all get straight A's in their new classes, but they never again will be straight in their new lives.
Because Erin and Gretchen have made the process so detailed, so meticulous, so deliberate, the best fags in the world have the best cumming out parties in the real Brave New World, the real New New England. Now for a secret: the series on this website is actually part of the fag-screening test. If you have the wisdom, the intelligence, and the patience to understand what these stories are about, you can be contacted for further testing and further information on the school. Score the stories low and you will be left alone to your straight boring lives, but score them high with detailed reviews and then watch your email for the next signal.
Are you fag enough? Do you have what it takes? Can you endure what has to be done to be a World Class Fag? Not everyone can make it, but for those who do ... well stay tuned because the details to follow will get you hard enough to ... well, again stay tuned ... Hopefully, you can "hardly" wait.
We begin:
For the past year, two good friends have been living a life that is both a profitable and, to them, a philanthropic contribution to the sex and love lives of many men in Boston. You see, every man is at least "bi-curious," but they often need an encouraging nudge to "bi-active" or "fag-centric."
Often a wife or girlfriend has an interest to have their man or men get a little more kinky. They think they would be turned on to the max if they could watch their guys getting it on with other guys. Sometimes this desire follows the wives and girlfriends having had exhibitionist lesbian flings at the request, and for the gratification, of their men. The women want reciprocity.
Then again, sometimes the women may just want to see if they can get the guy-on-guy transition to progress to a guy, guy, guy, guy, etc., fling with the girl. There are many reasons women push men to pursue homosexual liasons. There are just as many reasons many men on their own pursue homosexual liasons.
What has just been described is a "market niche," an area where consumers can be courted and sold what they need. In this case, what they need is higher education. They need to be exposed, so to speak, to the myriad and intricate details of fag activity. They need this fag school.
Erin, a real and delightful women in her early twenties, along with her friend Felecia, a totally passing shemale who has the beautiful face and body of a Britney Spears, but with the incredible cock of the most studly porn star you ever saw. They have graduated eight fag classes so far, each a three week intense program of 24/7 live-in, love-in, and learn-in.
The classes are highly selective. The men must all be in perfect physical and mental condition. They, and any women they are associating with, must agree that all contact for the three week fag boot camp will be strictly for owners of well-functioning cocks. Before they sign the agreement, they are told straight up, pardon the pun, that some of the men will emerge with an incredible lust for cock and a surprising loss of any sense of lust for pussy.
They are not given the percentages of conversion the classes have in producing complete fags out of the students. Even if they were told, at registration day, none or few would believe that every student in the eight 30-man graduating classes are now COMPLETELY and EXLUSIVELY FAGS, by their own choice and with such vocal conviction that there are absolutely no closets for the proud fags. Cock is the new god they worship and which brings them kinky salvation day after day after day.
Erin and Felicia call their institution a school for fag training and sissy-boy training. They like to make all men "dick lickers," which seems to be their favorite phrase and favorite thing to foster and to watch. Theirs is a clandestine cock school, as you can imagine. New England still has a lot of people with the puritan mentality, so although their graduates become confident and kinky flamers, their school must be and is still very much in the closet.
You have to pass a lot of tests and pass through a lot of secret doors to get to this closet school. And you might think that as more and more classes graduate that the closet classes would become easier to find, but in fact the newly-trained perfectly-fag fags have grown to an absolutely loyal army of protection for their alma mater.
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I'll get into more details about how would-be fags and sissy boys begin qualification testing for this school in other chapters, but I want you to see, in your mind's eye, what a pretty picture the first day of school always is.
Blindfolded by former graduates and starting from all points of the compass, the recruits are led by taxi to the secret, eerie, luxurious, bet still very inviting centuries-old mansion. There is no nonsense as the insense and candles illuminate the minds, and all the senses, of those about to learn just what a masterpiece work of art is the beautiful human cock.
Still blindfolded, the new class assembles in the main hall, each with their post-graduate sponsor. To prove that they are ready, they are instructed to remain blindfolded, dance with, and deeply french-kiss their sponsors. As the music is all classical, they dance close enough to know that all cocks are raging hard. The new students now slowly and sensually undresses their sponsors, per instruction, and kiss their man from head to toe, then kiss their hard, totally bare cocks for at least an hour.
For nourishment, lunch is served on the hard cocks, and the new class licks it off with life-giving lust. The "lunch" is a special milkshake made from gallons of frozen cum the graduates out in the world have happily supplied to the school on a regular basis.
And the lunch is really THE SECRET POTIENT, the point of no return. A Julius Caesar would say, "Alea Iacta Est!" Once a man, or even a woman for that matter, tastes and swallows cum, they are forever under the phallic spell. With their cum lunch down the hatch, they are well past any need for snatch.
Then the new class removes the blindfolds and sees where they are, kneeling in front of beautiful hard cocks in a long marble hall lit with torches. On the walls are exotic, huge oil paintings of huge beautiful cocks rendered Rembrandt style -- one subdued light source, and one great cock, pointing in only one direction (straight up, pre-cum dripping, and ready to suck). With that sight, the recruits need no prompt to start sucking and loving the hard cocks that are their presents at their first day at school.
So after lunch, and "dessert," the recruits finally get to look around. All of their classmates are absolutely gorgeous. They are still fully clothed, but the man-to-man mental raping reaches such a peak, it is clear that all the new fags will have their cocks hard, hard, hard for days, days, days.
It always begins that way. It always stays that way. They will always love for it to stay that way. What woman has ever given any of them an erection so hard and so enduring? They have been carried across the threshold. They will all get straight A's in their new classes, but they never again will be straight in their new lives.
Because Erin and Gretchen have made the process so detailed, so meticulous, so deliberate, the best fags in the world have the best cumming out parties in the real Brave New World, the real New New England. Now for a secret: the series on this website is actually part of the fag-screening test. If you have the wisdom, the intelligence, and the patience to understand what these stories are about, you can be contacted for further testing and further information on the school. Score the stories low and you will be left alone to your straight boring lives, but score them high with detailed reviews and then watch your email for the next signal.
Are you fag enough? Do you have what it takes? Can you endure what has to be done to be a World Class Fag? Not everyone can make it, but for those who do ... well stay tuned because the details to follow will get you hard enough to ... well, again stay tuned ... Hopefully, you can "hardly" wait.
Graduation from Fag School, Chapter 2
Good morning class. I am the school's co-owner and a shemale with a very large cock that we will use in a lesson in a few days. Today, I am going to bring some of my boyfriends over for your fag lessons. You will just love kissing them, dancing with them, slowly undressing them. Then you will get to suck their beautiful cocks and swallow their cum, load after load after load.
For one special person in class, I will bring out his boyfriend for the day. That man will have a romantic encounter with this man of his dreams, while the rest of us sit and watch. In fact the fag lover I will bring over has been picked and he is already being bathed and groomed for this wonderful fag encounter.
The rest of us will prepare the other fag lover in a similar way. When they are perfectly ready, and horny beyond belief, they will be ushered into a sensuous candle0lit room, with both of the wonderful fags on the floor in front of a romantic fireplace. Their fag love will ignite as the fire sparkles and our cocks harden in the background.
The lover from your class -- the one who scored best at previous day-long courses on cock sucking, fag flirting and kissing, fag cooking with fag cum and fag piss, and all the other great classes at this special school for training fags, bi's, and sissy boys -- is light skinned with wonderful curly strawberry blonde hair, both on his head and trimmed nicely around his lovely cock. The new fag boyfriends will just love each other's fag cocks when they undresses each other slowly later on.
The other fag boyfriend that is being groomed for this encounter is a beautiful black fag that I have chosen from a previous graduating class because I think the cute and fag-talented white fag and the cute and fag-talented black fag will make a lovely fag couple. I predict that they will find each other very attractive, and kiss and make love so intensely that we all will get hard at our fireside and ringside seats.
In fact, it is very likely that I have made the perfect fag match for both of them. All of the sissyboys and fags that will be watching the two fags making love will probably predict that they will be married some time soon, because their fag love will be just so intense and wonderful. It will be great that the most romantic fag lover in our class will have his first fling with the fag love of his life right before our eyes.
I hope that all of you fags will graduate to find your own perfect fag lovers. Each of you will go on great fag dates with passionate fag kissing. You will dance closely and slowly so you can rub your wonderful and hard fag cocks together.
The fag we will prepare will be wearing tight black jeans with white white socks. He will have a very loose-fitting white dress shirt that is only buttoned with the middle two buttons. He will be a superb-looking fag, a fag that almost every fag would love to love.
Our training and fag preparation will begin in the luxury-sized and luxury-equipped bathroom this morning. All of you fag students will give your special fag a bubble bath. You will gently wake him and undress him, and his cock will be so hard and cute as you lift him into the bubble bath. The bathroom will be lit only with scented and romantic candles.
And as I said, in another similar and romantic bathroom the other new fag boyfriend will be given the same fag loving bubble bath, cleaning, and grooming. The fags in the bath will be given a wonderful massage and cleaning.
Each of you student fags will also look really fine because right away you will get yourselves perfectly cleaned and groomed, with each wearing his own distinct fag perfume. You will look just gorgeous standing around the bath as you take wonderful care of the perfect fag boyfriend who is going to be in his lover's arms very soon.
You fag students in the bath will happily and slowly unwrap your sexy bath robes. Most of you will be perfectly nude beneath your robes. When you drop your robes in front of the fag we are pampering, you will reveal the beautiful cocks that you and the other fag students trimmed perfectly in fag cock-grooming class yesterday. All of your beautiful fag cocks must be fully hard, but I won't have to worry about that.
The delightful hard-ons will be a wonderful site to see all around the bubble bath. Those of you beautiful fags that will not be fully nude under your bath robes will be wearing various but sexy underwear and thongs that I will specifically choose to make you look your sexiest fag best. Each of these beautiful fags will stand close to the bath so our special fag student can slowly and lovingly pull down your sexy underwear.
Our special fag student in the bath will touch and kiss every one of your wonderful fag cocks as you disrobe and reveal them for all to see and just adore. You will just love being such wonderful fags together in the bathroom.
Knowing what a gifted fag he has turned out to be, our special student will tell you how beautiful your fag cocks are. When our best fag student is fully bathed, the rest of you student fags will shave him, groom him, brush his teeth and make him especially gorgeous for his new fag lover.
You student fags will also carefully and sensually shave our fag lover's wonderful balls and trim his strawberry blonde cock hairs so his new fag boyfriend will really love the look of his hard fag cock.
Each of you will deeply and passionately kiss each our special fag while you all are nude and have your beautiful fag cocks very, very hard. You will romantically rub hard fag cocks together while you kiss. To rub the bath powder onto our well-bathed fag lover, you will lay him down on the bathroom carpet and massage your fag cocks all over his perfect and naked fag body.
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I have also picked one of the cutest fags in your class this morning to fuck our pampered fag in the ass while you other fags lovingly hold him and fluff his beautiful fag boner and wonderful fag cock hair. It will be a slow and wonderful fuck. The cute student's cute fag cock will fit perfectly in his ass while you other gorgeous fags rub your hard fag cocks all around his pretty fag face.
The cute fag who will be doing the fucking got the highest score in the fag ass fucking class so he will be able to stay very close to cumming but hold back while he continues the wonderful fuck of our special fag's ass. When he senses the moment is just right, the fucking fag will shoot wonderful fag cum deep inside our special fag lover. Because of his high scores in this part of fag artistic performance, our special lover will feel his hard fag cock pulse and pulse and pulse as the wonderful fag cum keeps cumming and cumming.
You fag studentw will be fags in love and in awe as the ass is being pumped. Our prepped lover will love the great feel of loads and loads of fag cum inside him in the morning. Because he did so well in fag cock-sucking school, he will suck off all the other wonderful fag cocks.
To have your cocks sucked, you will put our special fag student back in the empty and huge bathtub. While he is sucking each gorgeous hard fag cock and feeling your wonderful fag legs, fag balls, and fag asses, the fags will cum with load after load of fag breakfast cum for our special friend to savor, enjoy, and happily swallow. Then you will have additional duty.
The cum-spent fags will each point their beautiful fag cocks, that have just been satisfied completely, right at cocksucker's face while he continues sucking the other wonderful fag cocks. Your beautiful fag cocks will piss all over his face and on the wonderful cocks he continues to lovingly deep-throat.
After being expertly sucked off by our expert fag, your beautiful cocks must get hard again so you can jerk off more fag cum with fag piss to cover his face completely. After this, the fag group will partially bathe our special fag again, but not brush his teeth so he can continue to taste the load after load of your just perfect tasting fag cum.
You will massage fag cum into his wavy strawberry blonde and silky smooth hair, as a fag gel. He will be a very very sexy and cute fag after that. You will then slip him into the tight black jeans while his fag cock remains hard. You will put on his new white socks and his very sexy white dress shirt. You will leave his oversized dress shirt untucked and only buttoned the middle two buttons.
This very sexy looking fag will then be ready to meet his new fag lover, the beautiful black fag that is now being groomed to this special fag romance. You will don your bathrobles but leave them open so your hard-again cocks will always show, and you will usher our pretty fag in for his erotic encounter.
I'm sure it will be fag love at first site when the two pefect fags meet. And like I said, I predict a wonderful fag marriage for this fag couple. The beautiful new fag boyfriends will look just great together; they are both such cute and adorable fags.
The fag lover that is being prepped at the other bath has light black and smooth smooth smooth skin. His lips look so good our lover will hardly be able to wait to start the fag kissing. The black fag lover will be wearing an open bathrobe and loose workout pants. His beautiful fag feet will be bare, and his bare chest will be perfect for kissing and fag loving.
Okay class, you know what to do. Go awaken our light-skinned strawberry blonde fag from his sleep and get him ready for his special black lover. This will be one of our best fag classes ever. Let's begin...
For one special person in class, I will bring out his boyfriend for the day. That man will have a romantic encounter with this man of his dreams, while the rest of us sit and watch. In fact the fag lover I will bring over has been picked and he is already being bathed and groomed for this wonderful fag encounter.
The rest of us will prepare the other fag lover in a similar way. When they are perfectly ready, and horny beyond belief, they will be ushered into a sensuous candle0lit room, with both of the wonderful fags on the floor in front of a romantic fireplace. Their fag love will ignite as the fire sparkles and our cocks harden in the background.
The lover from your class -- the one who scored best at previous day-long courses on cock sucking, fag flirting and kissing, fag cooking with fag cum and fag piss, and all the other great classes at this special school for training fags, bi's, and sissy boys -- is light skinned with wonderful curly strawberry blonde hair, both on his head and trimmed nicely around his lovely cock. The new fag boyfriends will just love each other's fag cocks when they undresses each other slowly later on.
The other fag boyfriend that is being groomed for this encounter is a beautiful black fag that I have chosen from a previous graduating class because I think the cute and fag-talented white fag and the cute and fag-talented black fag will make a lovely fag couple. I predict that they will find each other very attractive, and kiss and make love so intensely that we all will get hard at our fireside and ringside seats.
In fact, it is very likely that I have made the perfect fag match for both of them. All of the sissyboys and fags that will be watching the two fags making love will probably predict that they will be married some time soon, because their fag love will be just so intense and wonderful. It will be great that the most romantic fag lover in our class will have his first fling with the fag love of his life right before our eyes.
I hope that all of you fags will graduate to find your own perfect fag lovers. Each of you will go on great fag dates with passionate fag kissing. You will dance closely and slowly so you can rub your wonderful and hard fag cocks together.
The fag we will prepare will be wearing tight black jeans with white white socks. He will have a very loose-fitting white dress shirt that is only buttoned with the middle two buttons. He will be a superb-looking fag, a fag that almost every fag would love to love.
Our training and fag preparation will begin in the luxury-sized and luxury-equipped bathroom this morning. All of you fag students will give your special fag a bubble bath. You will gently wake him and undress him, and his cock will be so hard and cute as you lift him into the bubble bath. The bathroom will be lit only with scented and romantic candles.
And as I said, in another similar and romantic bathroom the other new fag boyfriend will be given the same fag loving bubble bath, cleaning, and grooming. The fags in the bath will be given a wonderful massage and cleaning.
Each of you student fags will also look really fine because right away you will get yourselves perfectly cleaned and groomed, with each wearing his own distinct fag perfume. You will look just gorgeous standing around the bath as you take wonderful care of the perfect fag boyfriend who is going to be in his lover's arms very soon.
You fag students in the bath will happily and slowly unwrap your sexy bath robes. Most of you will be perfectly nude beneath your robes. When you drop your robes in front of the fag we are pampering, you will reveal the beautiful cocks that you and the other fag students trimmed perfectly in fag cock-grooming class yesterday. All of your beautiful fag cocks must be fully hard, but I won't have to worry about that.
The delightful hard-ons will be a wonderful site to see all around the bubble bath. Those of you beautiful fags that will not be fully nude under your bath robes will be wearing various but sexy underwear and thongs that I will specifically choose to make you look your sexiest fag best. Each of these beautiful fags will stand close to the bath so our special fag student can slowly and lovingly pull down your sexy underwear.
Our special fag student in the bath will touch and kiss every one of your wonderful fag cocks as you disrobe and reveal them for all to see and just adore. You will just love being such wonderful fags together in the bathroom.
Knowing what a gifted fag he has turned out to be, our special student will tell you how beautiful your fag cocks are. When our best fag student is fully bathed, the rest of you student fags will shave him, groom him, brush his teeth and make him especially gorgeous for his new fag lover.
You student fags will also carefully and sensually shave our fag lover's wonderful balls and trim his strawberry blonde cock hairs so his new fag boyfriend will really love the look of his hard fag cock.
Each of you will deeply and passionately kiss each our special fag while you all are nude and have your beautiful fag cocks very, very hard. You will romantically rub hard fag cocks together while you kiss. To rub the bath powder onto our well-bathed fag lover, you will lay him down on the bathroom carpet and massage your fag cocks all over his perfect and naked fag body.
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I have also picked one of the cutest fags in your class this morning to fuck our pampered fag in the ass while you other fags lovingly hold him and fluff his beautiful fag boner and wonderful fag cock hair. It will be a slow and wonderful fuck. The cute student's cute fag cock will fit perfectly in his ass while you other gorgeous fags rub your hard fag cocks all around his pretty fag face.
The cute fag who will be doing the fucking got the highest score in the fag ass fucking class so he will be able to stay very close to cumming but hold back while he continues the wonderful fuck of our special fag's ass. When he senses the moment is just right, the fucking fag will shoot wonderful fag cum deep inside our special fag lover. Because of his high scores in this part of fag artistic performance, our special lover will feel his hard fag cock pulse and pulse and pulse as the wonderful fag cum keeps cumming and cumming.
You fag studentw will be fags in love and in awe as the ass is being pumped. Our prepped lover will love the great feel of loads and loads of fag cum inside him in the morning. Because he did so well in fag cock-sucking school, he will suck off all the other wonderful fag cocks.
To have your cocks sucked, you will put our special fag student back in the empty and huge bathtub. While he is sucking each gorgeous hard fag cock and feeling your wonderful fag legs, fag balls, and fag asses, the fags will cum with load after load of fag breakfast cum for our special friend to savor, enjoy, and happily swallow. Then you will have additional duty.
The cum-spent fags will each point their beautiful fag cocks, that have just been satisfied completely, right at cocksucker's face while he continues sucking the other wonderful fag cocks. Your beautiful fag cocks will piss all over his face and on the wonderful cocks he continues to lovingly deep-throat.
After being expertly sucked off by our expert fag, your beautiful cocks must get hard again so you can jerk off more fag cum with fag piss to cover his face completely. After this, the fag group will partially bathe our special fag again, but not brush his teeth so he can continue to taste the load after load of your just perfect tasting fag cum.
You will massage fag cum into his wavy strawberry blonde and silky smooth hair, as a fag gel. He will be a very very sexy and cute fag after that. You will then slip him into the tight black jeans while his fag cock remains hard. You will put on his new white socks and his very sexy white dress shirt. You will leave his oversized dress shirt untucked and only buttoned the middle two buttons.
This very sexy looking fag will then be ready to meet his new fag lover, the beautiful black fag that is now being groomed to this special fag romance. You will don your bathrobles but leave them open so your hard-again cocks will always show, and you will usher our pretty fag in for his erotic encounter.
I'm sure it will be fag love at first site when the two pefect fags meet. And like I said, I predict a wonderful fag marriage for this fag couple. The beautiful new fag boyfriends will look just great together; they are both such cute and adorable fags.
The fag lover that is being prepped at the other bath has light black and smooth smooth smooth skin. His lips look so good our lover will hardly be able to wait to start the fag kissing. The black fag lover will be wearing an open bathrobe and loose workout pants. His beautiful fag feet will be bare, and his bare chest will be perfect for kissing and fag loving.
Okay class, you know what to do. Go awaken our light-skinned strawberry blonde fag from his sleep and get him ready for his special black lover. This will be one of our best fag classes ever. Let's begin...
Graduation from Fag School - Magna Cum Laude - Chapter 1
Graduation from Fag School - Magna Cum Laude - Chapter 1
Eventually a fag knows and loves that he is a fag. Sometimes the fag follows a long transition from straight to bi, to shemales, to shemales and guys, and finally to just great guys with those beautiful great cocks. Then the happy fag should reflect on his fantastic erotic voyage and thank those who helped him to his all-dick destination.
In my case, believe it or not, I mostly have a woman to thank in helping me become the finest fag I can be. She runs a fag training school in Boston, with the assistance of one of the biggest-cocked cum-gushing shemales I have ever met. Her name is Erin, now only 24 and who early in her sex life noticed that her shemale friend was turning hundreds of straight guys gay and how thankful the new fags were once they became dick-lickers and sissy boys, dropped their girlfriends completely, and swore their allegiance to cock, cock, cock.
Erin feels that nearly all guys should be fags, especially the best-looking and biggest-cocked. It seems so natural and beautiful for her to see two or more guys devoted to getting and keeping themselves in perfect shape so their romantic and erotic attraction will reach its crescendo in fagland. Erin's also an intuitive matchmaker, with many fags now in love, and quite a few actually married, owing their passionate partnerships to Erin's sense of fag-to-fag chemistry. Knowing my desire for beautiful and intelligent black men with totally smooth bods and raging-hard and hairless cocks, she has introduced me to many great lovers and almost as much wonderful cum a fag like me always needs in his mouth, in his ass, and all over his face and stuck in his hair. To tell the full story of Erin's very effective school for fag wannabes will take several more chapters. Having lived it, I know the story is tremendous. But I'll stop now with this introduction to see if reviewers would like me to continue. I'm hoping many do, because although Erin has plenty of new student cock-suckers every week, she is expanding and the internet might be a good forum for her to select new areas where fags need encouragement, training, and practice.
Eventually a fag knows and loves that he is a fag. Sometimes the fag follows a long transition from straight to bi, to shemales, to shemales and guys, and finally to just great guys with those beautiful great cocks. Then the happy fag should reflect on his fantastic erotic voyage and thank those who helped him to his all-dick destination.
In my case, believe it or not, I mostly have a woman to thank in helping me become the finest fag I can be. She runs a fag training school in Boston, with the assistance of one of the biggest-cocked cum-gushing shemales I have ever met. Her name is Erin, now only 24 and who early in her sex life noticed that her shemale friend was turning hundreds of straight guys gay and how thankful the new fags were once they became dick-lickers and sissy boys, dropped their girlfriends completely, and swore their allegiance to cock, cock, cock.
Erin feels that nearly all guys should be fags, especially the best-looking and biggest-cocked. It seems so natural and beautiful for her to see two or more guys devoted to getting and keeping themselves in perfect shape so their romantic and erotic attraction will reach its crescendo in fagland. Erin's also an intuitive matchmaker, with many fags now in love, and quite a few actually married, owing their passionate partnerships to Erin's sense of fag-to-fag chemistry. Knowing my desire for beautiful and intelligent black men with totally smooth bods and raging-hard and hairless cocks, she has introduced me to many great lovers and almost as much wonderful cum a fag like me always needs in his mouth, in his ass, and all over his face and stuck in his hair. To tell the full story of Erin's very effective school for fag wannabes will take several more chapters. Having lived it, I know the story is tremendous. But I'll stop now with this introduction to see if reviewers would like me to continue. I'm hoping many do, because although Erin has plenty of new student cock-suckers every week, she is expanding and the internet might be a good forum for her to select new areas where fags need encouragement, training, and practice.
Shower boys
Jimmy stood over in the corner of the shower room all alone while shyly soaping up his overly thin one hundred twenty five pound body!!! Off all the members of the fraternity, Jimmy was the one that was most left out of things, and not just because of his diminutive size, but also from a total lack of self esteem!!! Ever since he was a young boy Jimmy felt like he was a fifth wheel, kinda out of step with the rest of the crowd, and for that reason he threw himself into his studies a which he he excelled!!! When he went away to college, almost as a lark, he went through rush week at several of the major fraternities, and much to his utter surprise he was offered a pledge at the most prestigious frat on campus!!! For the life of him he wondered why they had invited him to join, but later on he discovered that each fraternity is rated by its cumulative grade point average, and every year the pledge board selects several freshman solely on their ability to pull grades!!! The funny thing was he wasn't even hurt by the slight, because the other boys treated him well enough, and everywhere he went people knew that he was a member in good standing, so he silently went about his business without really mingling with the other boys, but as he was soon to find out, things were about to change!!!
"Hey, Jimmy," a loud baritone voice yelled out from across the shower room, "how's it going!?!" After sticking his head under the water to rinse the soap off his face, Jimmy looked up to see Jake Mitchell stepping under a shower head as she lathered up his incredibly muscular body, and after clearing his throat, he answered back, "Uh, good, Jake, how are you!?!" "Real good, kid," Jake shot back, "didn't see ya at the party last night, where were ya!?!" "I was at the chemistry lab finishing up an experiment," Jimmy replied!!! "Your jacking me, right," Jake yelled, "it was fucking Friday night, boy, are you nuts or something!?!" "I-I know it was," Jimmy stammered, "but I didn't think you guys wanted me showing up at your parties!!!" Jake stopped up short lathering his body at that remark and strode over to where Jimmy and asked harshly, "Who ever told you that, kid!!!" "Well uh, no one really," Jimmy stammered, "but I just thought, you know, that you guys didn't want me around, that's all!!!"
"That's bullshit, Jimmy," he replied softly, "you gotta start standing up for yourself, son, show some fucking gumption, okay!?!" Jimmy nodded his head at Jake Mitchell, and went back to rinsing off his body, but as Jake did the same, Jimmy couldn't help but notice Jake's monsterous cock that hung down between his thick thighs!!! "Hey, kid," he asked good naturedly, "whatchya lookin' at anyway!?!" "Uh nothing," a beet red Jimmy replied!?! "Oh come on now, kid," Jake said with a laugh, "you were scopin' out Jake's meat weren't ya!?!" "Oh no," Jimmy protested, "really I wasn't!!!" "That's okay, kid," Jake replied while grabbing his pecker in his big hand and slowly fisting it erect, "you ever seen a dick like this!?!" Jimmy didn't know what to do, but with his head bowed he offered softly, "Only in magazines, never in person!!!" "You like big dicks," Jake asked!?! To ashamed to lift his head, Jimmy only nodded and replied, "Yes, I do!!!"
Jimmy couldn't believe what was happening, but here was Jake Mitchell, probably the most popular man in the frat talking to him about big dicks, and more incredibly, the big stud had jerked himself a huge hardon right in front of him!!! "Do you know why my dick's unique," Jake asked!?! "Because you still have your foreskin," Jimmy quickly replied!!! "Very good, young man," Jake replied happily, "there aren't very many of us around, but this little extra skin keeps my head nice and soft and ready for action so to speak, say, why don't you jerk yours and get it hard, I've got something else to show you!!!" "Well uh, okay," Jiommy replied, "but I'm afraid that I'm nowhere near as big as you are!!!" "Neither is anybody else around here," Jake shot back quickly, "so hurry up and get it up!!!"
Jimmy wrapped his little fist around his pecker, and while staring at Jake's weapon, he quickly brought himself to full erection!!! "Good job, Jim," Jake offered, "now, I hope you don't mind, but I wanna suck your dick first, is that okay with you!?!" Jimmy's head was spinning like a top, and for a few moments he was stunned into silence, but managed to stammer, "Uh sure, Jake, anything you want, go right ahead!!!" And for the next five minutes Jimmy stood quietly while Jake Mitchell fellated his little erection to a stunning orgasm that flooded the upper classman's mouth with a huge load of hot cum!!! "Wow," Jake sighed while standing up after swallowing every drop, "do you always have such huge loads, that was incredible!?!" Now feeling absolutely better than at any moment in his entire life, Jimmy replied happily, "almost always, but that was a big one, I won't lie to ya!!!" "I could have really used you last night," Jake offered, "I was really in the mood to suck a hot load!!!" "Well next time I'll make sure to show up," Jimmy replied!!! "Good boy," Jake replied, "now let me show you something a little bit different!!!"
Jake positioned himself directly in front of Jimmy, and after giving both erections a little fisting to make sure that they were good and hard, he carefully slid back his foreskin and then using his other hand, he grabbd both of their dicks and held them "nose to nose" so to speak, or to put it another way, so that their two pee holes were pressed tightly together!!! "Hey look,"Jake joked, "we've got ourselves a two span pecker bridge, and if we get any harder it will become a draw bridge!!!" Jake laughed uproariously at his own joke, but after he calmed down a little, he took his foreskin an pulled it back over the head of his own cock, and then incredibly, he had plenty of flesh left over to pull over Jimmy's head too, completely incapsulating both heads in his fleshy sheath!!! Jimmy stared down at his pecker, and for the first time since he was about two days old, he had a foreskin covering the head of his dick, and boy did it ever feel good!!!
"How does that feel," Jake asked in a decidedly husky voice!?! "I-I never knew how good a foreskin could feel," Jimmy answered almost in awe, "does it always feel this good!?!" "Just about," Jake replied, "but it's always nicer with an extra head inside!!!" Jimmy was actually shivering from all of the excitement, but the best was about to come as Jake grabbed their two heads and began slowly jerking them inside of his foreskin while asking, "Now, how does that feel!?!" "Ohhhhhhhhhh gosh is that nice," Jimmy sighed, but his next surprise came when Jake leaned down and began licking and sucking on his two hairless nipples!!! "S-sweet jesus in heaven," Jimmy gasped, "I-I'm gonna fill your skin with my cum, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Jake's hand was now a blur over the twin covered heads, and just as Jimmy's body stiffened, Jake's monster dick convulsed viciously, spurting load after load of cum into the tight little chamber, creating an almost vagina like feeling for the two young gay masturbators as their cock heads slid together in a satisfying feeling of pure sexual excitement!!!
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Both boys stared down at their cock "bridge", and as each of them gently pulled apart, their peckers popped free as a gusher of co-mingled cum dripped out of the end of Jake's foreskin cum collector!!! Both boys then slipped back under the soothing hot water and finished up with their showers, with Jake reminding Jimmy by saying, "Now remember Jimmy, next party, you're mine, okay!?!" Jimmy smiled back with a broad grin and replied while reaching out to caress Jake's big pecker, "All yours, and his!!!"
"Hey, Jimmy," a loud baritone voice yelled out from across the shower room, "how's it going!?!" After sticking his head under the water to rinse the soap off his face, Jimmy looked up to see Jake Mitchell stepping under a shower head as she lathered up his incredibly muscular body, and after clearing his throat, he answered back, "Uh, good, Jake, how are you!?!" "Real good, kid," Jake shot back, "didn't see ya at the party last night, where were ya!?!" "I was at the chemistry lab finishing up an experiment," Jimmy replied!!! "Your jacking me, right," Jake yelled, "it was fucking Friday night, boy, are you nuts or something!?!" "I-I know it was," Jimmy stammered, "but I didn't think you guys wanted me showing up at your parties!!!" Jake stopped up short lathering his body at that remark and strode over to where Jimmy and asked harshly, "Who ever told you that, kid!!!" "Well uh, no one really," Jimmy stammered, "but I just thought, you know, that you guys didn't want me around, that's all!!!"
"That's bullshit, Jimmy," he replied softly, "you gotta start standing up for yourself, son, show some fucking gumption, okay!?!" Jimmy nodded his head at Jake Mitchell, and went back to rinsing off his body, but as Jake did the same, Jimmy couldn't help but notice Jake's monsterous cock that hung down between his thick thighs!!! "Hey, kid," he asked good naturedly, "whatchya lookin' at anyway!?!" "Uh nothing," a beet red Jimmy replied!?! "Oh come on now, kid," Jake said with a laugh, "you were scopin' out Jake's meat weren't ya!?!" "Oh no," Jimmy protested, "really I wasn't!!!" "That's okay, kid," Jake replied while grabbing his pecker in his big hand and slowly fisting it erect, "you ever seen a dick like this!?!" Jimmy didn't know what to do, but with his head bowed he offered softly, "Only in magazines, never in person!!!" "You like big dicks," Jake asked!?! To ashamed to lift his head, Jimmy only nodded and replied, "Yes, I do!!!"
Jimmy couldn't believe what was happening, but here was Jake Mitchell, probably the most popular man in the frat talking to him about big dicks, and more incredibly, the big stud had jerked himself a huge hardon right in front of him!!! "Do you know why my dick's unique," Jake asked!?! "Because you still have your foreskin," Jimmy quickly replied!!! "Very good, young man," Jake replied happily, "there aren't very many of us around, but this little extra skin keeps my head nice and soft and ready for action so to speak, say, why don't you jerk yours and get it hard, I've got something else to show you!!!" "Well uh, okay," Jiommy replied, "but I'm afraid that I'm nowhere near as big as you are!!!" "Neither is anybody else around here," Jake shot back quickly, "so hurry up and get it up!!!"
Jimmy wrapped his little fist around his pecker, and while staring at Jake's weapon, he quickly brought himself to full erection!!! "Good job, Jim," Jake offered, "now, I hope you don't mind, but I wanna suck your dick first, is that okay with you!?!" Jimmy's head was spinning like a top, and for a few moments he was stunned into silence, but managed to stammer, "Uh sure, Jake, anything you want, go right ahead!!!" And for the next five minutes Jimmy stood quietly while Jake Mitchell fellated his little erection to a stunning orgasm that flooded the upper classman's mouth with a huge load of hot cum!!! "Wow," Jake sighed while standing up after swallowing every drop, "do you always have such huge loads, that was incredible!?!" Now feeling absolutely better than at any moment in his entire life, Jimmy replied happily, "almost always, but that was a big one, I won't lie to ya!!!" "I could have really used you last night," Jake offered, "I was really in the mood to suck a hot load!!!" "Well next time I'll make sure to show up," Jimmy replied!!! "Good boy," Jake replied, "now let me show you something a little bit different!!!"
Jake positioned himself directly in front of Jimmy, and after giving both erections a little fisting to make sure that they were good and hard, he carefully slid back his foreskin and then using his other hand, he grabbd both of their dicks and held them "nose to nose" so to speak, or to put it another way, so that their two pee holes were pressed tightly together!!! "Hey look,"Jake joked, "we've got ourselves a two span pecker bridge, and if we get any harder it will become a draw bridge!!!" Jake laughed uproariously at his own joke, but after he calmed down a little, he took his foreskin an pulled it back over the head of his own cock, and then incredibly, he had plenty of flesh left over to pull over Jimmy's head too, completely incapsulating both heads in his fleshy sheath!!! Jimmy stared down at his pecker, and for the first time since he was about two days old, he had a foreskin covering the head of his dick, and boy did it ever feel good!!!
"How does that feel," Jake asked in a decidedly husky voice!?! "I-I never knew how good a foreskin could feel," Jimmy answered almost in awe, "does it always feel this good!?!" "Just about," Jake replied, "but it's always nicer with an extra head inside!!!" Jimmy was actually shivering from all of the excitement, but the best was about to come as Jake grabbed their two heads and began slowly jerking them inside of his foreskin while asking, "Now, how does that feel!?!" "Ohhhhhhhhhh gosh is that nice," Jimmy sighed, but his next surprise came when Jake leaned down and began licking and sucking on his two hairless nipples!!! "S-sweet jesus in heaven," Jimmy gasped, "I-I'm gonna fill your skin with my cum, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Jake's hand was now a blur over the twin covered heads, and just as Jimmy's body stiffened, Jake's monster dick convulsed viciously, spurting load after load of cum into the tight little chamber, creating an almost vagina like feeling for the two young gay masturbators as their cock heads slid together in a satisfying feeling of pure sexual excitement!!!
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Both boys stared down at their cock "bridge", and as each of them gently pulled apart, their peckers popped free as a gusher of co-mingled cum dripped out of the end of Jake's foreskin cum collector!!! Both boys then slipped back under the soothing hot water and finished up with their showers, with Jake reminding Jimmy by saying, "Now remember Jimmy, next party, you're mine, okay!?!" Jimmy smiled back with a broad grin and replied while reaching out to caress Jake's big pecker, "All yours, and his!!!"
Pink panties
The nylon felt smooth and soft in his hand, but Eric still couldn't decide whether he should get the white or pink ones. He really wanted to surprise Jack, because he had a real weakness for a cock in tight nylon, and just thinking about having Jack run his hands over the front of his "pretties" caused Eric's penis to thicken! Dropping the white panties back into the display case, Eric kept the pink ones and headed off to the sales desk.
When he arrived at the apartment, his nostrils were filled with the aroma of supper cooking on the stove, and when he entered the kitchen, he found Jack hard at work trying to coordinate the various dishes he was preparing. "Smells yummy," Eric said, taking his room mate by surprise! Jack spun around and replied, "Well I thought I'd take a turn a dinner for once, beef stroganoff, fresh green beans, and a German chocolate cake!" "Sounds great," answered Eric, "I'm starved, let's eat!" Both men filled their plates and sat down at the dining room table to enjoy their meal and give each other an accounting of how their days went. After Jack had given Eric a blow by blow of his afternoon in the court room, Eric related his day's adventures, leaving out his stop at the lingerie shop. After doing up the dishes, they both settled down on the couch to watch a little television, occasionally kissing an cuddling as young lovers do. After a particularly long passionate kiss, Eric whispered hotly into Jack's ear, "I made a stop at Georgia's on the way home from work, do you wanna see what I bought!?!" His cock already hard from the half hour of foreplay, Jack could barely croak a reply, but it was obvious that he was dying to see what Eric had purchased for him! Standing up in front of his lover, Eric thrust his pelvis forward and said softly, "Take them off for me, hon," so with trembling fingers, Jack hurriedly unbuckled Eric's belt, and then proceeded to slide down his zipper, finally tugging at the trousers until they slipped to the floor. What was left staring him in the face, was Eric's hard penis encased in a pair of frilly lace pink panties! Jack groaned out loud and let his hands roam all over the front of Eric's panty encase crotch, paying special attention to the seven inch piece of gristle that was trying to poke free from the flimsy nylon! "You like," asked Eric mischievously!?! "Oh my god," Jack moaned, "you always know just what I like!" "Rub your face on it," ordered Eric, "feel my pecker with your cheeks!" "Mmmmmmmm, yes," hummed Jack, while he slid his face all over the front of Eric's panties! A large wet spot had appeared where Eric's cock head ended, and Jack used his tongue on that, savoring the taste of the precious precum.
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"Oh my," Eric sighed, "you do that so well!" Jack couldn't wait any longer, so he slid the sheer nothings over Eric's pecker and ass, and in one quick movement slipped the big cock head into his mouth. Their was nothing like the taste of a hard pecker to get his juices flowing, and Eric had one of the most beautiful dicks Jack had ever seen! Only about seven inches long, it was just the right thickness for good cock sucking, and as far as ass fucking was concerned, well, Jack had spread his cheeks many a time for this sleek missile that was resting comfortably in his mouth! Eric on the other hand, loved having Jack suck his cock more than anything else in the world! He had such a soft wet mouth, and a tongue that seemed to flit from one hot spot to another! While Eric was enjoying his blowjob, he had the urge to see his lover naked, so he pulled his prick out of his now disappointed friends mouth and tugged him to his feet where they gave each other a long deep kiss. During a break in their kiss, Eric whispered in Jack's ear, "Baby, why don't you take those things off so I can see your hardon!?!" Jack kissed him one more time, and then proceeded to remove his shirt, jeans, and underwear. Jack stood in front of Eric and slowly fisted his nine inch cock, behaving like a "slut" for his lover! Eric groaned at the mere sight of the massive erection sticking up from groin of his friend, and as usual, he had the unbelievable urge to have his ass fucked by the huge freight train that hung between Jack's legs!
"Lube it and do me," begged Eric, as he turned around and bent over with his ass up in the air! Jack grabbed a handful of Vaseline and rubbed it all over the head of his pecker, until when he was all slicked up and ready to fuck the tight little ass hole that was presenting itself to him. Jack smeared Eric's asshole with the rest of the Vaseline, and then proceeded to slide his thickness slowly into Eric's rectum, inducing Eric to moan loud and long as a mixture of pain and ecstasy filled his willing ass! The first few strokes were slow and measured, giving Eric's asshole a chance to get used to the massive invader, but when he thought he was ready, however, Jack began increasing the pace of his fucking, slamming his meat in and out of the tight little bung hole with frightening speed! By now Eric's moans had moved to near screams, and he pleaded with Jack to ram him harder and spray his ass with cum! At this point, if Eric had begged Jack to pull out, he wouldn't have had a chance, because Jack was on automatic pilot, as his climax raced through his hardon! Eric's asshole was on fire, and reached down between his legs and began masturbating his own hardon furiously! "Jesus H Christ I'm cumming," bellowed Jack, while all the time pounding Eric's asshole into submission! Eric too was past the point of now return, and as his butt was being filled by Jack's ejaculation, his own cock wrenched hard, and then spurted a load all over the floor in front of him!!!
Jack's cock made a popping sound when it pulled out of Eric's ass, and both men stumbled to the sofa where they collapsed, while trying to get their breath! Eric's asshole burned like crazy, but he knew that in less than half and hour, he would be on his knees again, begging Jack to fuck him one more time!!! Of all the things about gay sex, this is what Eric loved the most, Jack loved it just as much as he did!!! With that, they again kissed, and got ready for more!!!
When he arrived at the apartment, his nostrils were filled with the aroma of supper cooking on the stove, and when he entered the kitchen, he found Jack hard at work trying to coordinate the various dishes he was preparing. "Smells yummy," Eric said, taking his room mate by surprise! Jack spun around and replied, "Well I thought I'd take a turn a dinner for once, beef stroganoff, fresh green beans, and a German chocolate cake!" "Sounds great," answered Eric, "I'm starved, let's eat!" Both men filled their plates and sat down at the dining room table to enjoy their meal and give each other an accounting of how their days went. After Jack had given Eric a blow by blow of his afternoon in the court room, Eric related his day's adventures, leaving out his stop at the lingerie shop. After doing up the dishes, they both settled down on the couch to watch a little television, occasionally kissing an cuddling as young lovers do. After a particularly long passionate kiss, Eric whispered hotly into Jack's ear, "I made a stop at Georgia's on the way home from work, do you wanna see what I bought!?!" His cock already hard from the half hour of foreplay, Jack could barely croak a reply, but it was obvious that he was dying to see what Eric had purchased for him! Standing up in front of his lover, Eric thrust his pelvis forward and said softly, "Take them off for me, hon," so with trembling fingers, Jack hurriedly unbuckled Eric's belt, and then proceeded to slide down his zipper, finally tugging at the trousers until they slipped to the floor. What was left staring him in the face, was Eric's hard penis encased in a pair of frilly lace pink panties! Jack groaned out loud and let his hands roam all over the front of Eric's panty encase crotch, paying special attention to the seven inch piece of gristle that was trying to poke free from the flimsy nylon! "You like," asked Eric mischievously!?! "Oh my god," Jack moaned, "you always know just what I like!" "Rub your face on it," ordered Eric, "feel my pecker with your cheeks!" "Mmmmmmmm, yes," hummed Jack, while he slid his face all over the front of Eric's panties! A large wet spot had appeared where Eric's cock head ended, and Jack used his tongue on that, savoring the taste of the precious precum.
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"Oh my," Eric sighed, "you do that so well!" Jack couldn't wait any longer, so he slid the sheer nothings over Eric's pecker and ass, and in one quick movement slipped the big cock head into his mouth. Their was nothing like the taste of a hard pecker to get his juices flowing, and Eric had one of the most beautiful dicks Jack had ever seen! Only about seven inches long, it was just the right thickness for good cock sucking, and as far as ass fucking was concerned, well, Jack had spread his cheeks many a time for this sleek missile that was resting comfortably in his mouth! Eric on the other hand, loved having Jack suck his cock more than anything else in the world! He had such a soft wet mouth, and a tongue that seemed to flit from one hot spot to another! While Eric was enjoying his blowjob, he had the urge to see his lover naked, so he pulled his prick out of his now disappointed friends mouth and tugged him to his feet where they gave each other a long deep kiss. During a break in their kiss, Eric whispered in Jack's ear, "Baby, why don't you take those things off so I can see your hardon!?!" Jack kissed him one more time, and then proceeded to remove his shirt, jeans, and underwear. Jack stood in front of Eric and slowly fisted his nine inch cock, behaving like a "slut" for his lover! Eric groaned at the mere sight of the massive erection sticking up from groin of his friend, and as usual, he had the unbelievable urge to have his ass fucked by the huge freight train that hung between Jack's legs!
"Lube it and do me," begged Eric, as he turned around and bent over with his ass up in the air! Jack grabbed a handful of Vaseline and rubbed it all over the head of his pecker, until when he was all slicked up and ready to fuck the tight little ass hole that was presenting itself to him. Jack smeared Eric's asshole with the rest of the Vaseline, and then proceeded to slide his thickness slowly into Eric's rectum, inducing Eric to moan loud and long as a mixture of pain and ecstasy filled his willing ass! The first few strokes were slow and measured, giving Eric's asshole a chance to get used to the massive invader, but when he thought he was ready, however, Jack began increasing the pace of his fucking, slamming his meat in and out of the tight little bung hole with frightening speed! By now Eric's moans had moved to near screams, and he pleaded with Jack to ram him harder and spray his ass with cum! At this point, if Eric had begged Jack to pull out, he wouldn't have had a chance, because Jack was on automatic pilot, as his climax raced through his hardon! Eric's asshole was on fire, and reached down between his legs and began masturbating his own hardon furiously! "Jesus H Christ I'm cumming," bellowed Jack, while all the time pounding Eric's asshole into submission! Eric too was past the point of now return, and as his butt was being filled by Jack's ejaculation, his own cock wrenched hard, and then spurted a load all over the floor in front of him!!!
Jack's cock made a popping sound when it pulled out of Eric's ass, and both men stumbled to the sofa where they collapsed, while trying to get their breath! Eric's asshole burned like crazy, but he knew that in less than half and hour, he would be on his knees again, begging Jack to fuck him one more time!!! Of all the things about gay sex, this is what Eric loved the most, Jack loved it just as much as he did!!! With that, they again kissed, and got ready for more!!!
The senator
Sen. Ingersoll Coolidge stood in the well and in a booming voice that commanded respect even if remarks didn't, as continued to rail against the "mortal sin" as he put it of homosexuality! Several times he was interrupted by catcalls and boos from the visitors gallery, but unbeknownst to them, that is exactly what the senior senator from Alabama hoped for! There was nothing like seeing a bunch of fairies making asses of themselves on the six o'clock news, and since the people of who elected him back in 'Bama felt exactly the same way he did, and that was that these queers were a bunch of sinners who would burn in hell if they didn't change their ways! A gritty little five minute speech on the senate floor that slammed the homos was great television back home, and he had the e-mails and letters to prove it! Ingersoll Coolidge was a four term incumbent that knew how to play his audience like a Stradivarius, and if it meant dragged the fags through the muck, well so be it!!! Two hours later he was back in his office taking calls from constituents and answering the avalanche of cards a letters that arrived at his office everyday. It was getting on towards five in the afternoon when his private phone rang. Ingersoll picked up the phone, identified himself, and then merely listened while he received instructions from what sounded like a young man. An hour later Ingersoll Coolidge was taking the elevator to room 1113 in a downtown Washington hotel. He knocked on the door three times and was admitted by a twenty something white male who ushered the senator inside and door closed behind him.
Once inside the suite, the senator took over. "It's good to see you again Bobby," Ingersoll gushed, "let me see you, it's been too long!!!" Whenever the senator said "let me see you", it meant that he wanted Bobby to strip and show him his young athletic body! "Sure thing senator," Bobby replied softly, and then slowly began to methodically remove every stitch of his clothing. Senator Coolidge sat down in a big easy chair and enjoyed the show, especially when the young man got down to his bikini briefs that showed the outline of a huge cock in a semi hard state! "I saw you on TV today, sir," Bobby offered, as he slowly tugged on his tight fitting shorts, "from what you were saying you must think I'm a terrible sinner!!!" The senator chuckled and replied, "Simply a speech for the people back home my boy, you are anything but a sinner," and he involuntarily groaned out loud as Bobby's eleven inches popped free into the air!!! "My god," Ingersoll moaned, "I can never believe how big and hard it is, tell me again, how big is it!?!" Bobby looked down at his massive thickness and replied, "Why senator, you know very well how big it is, eleven inches, and eight inches around, just the right size for your asshole!!!" "My mouth first, though," Ingersoll begged, "I want to suck it first!!!" Bobby laughed and stepped closer to the chair, where upon the middle aged gray haired man took his pecker head into his mouth and sucked on it like it was a baby bottle!!! Ingersoll Coolidge was so wrapped up in giving the huge cock a blowjob, that he didn't even notice that the door to the credenza was slightly ajar and that a video camera was recording every suck and slurp he had to offer!!!
Bobby was usually pretty much blase' about his tricks, but he had to admit that the senator was a helluva cocksucker, and in a matter of a few minutes he had Bobby gushing a huge load down the his throat! As soon as the last spurts of cum had jettisoned the big pecker, Ingersoll jumped to his feet and fairly tore off his clothing, and after picing up a jar of k-y jelly, he generously lubed his asshole, because in a matter of seconds his hole would be stretched even farther than he thought possible! Leaning over the arm of the chair with his ass in the air and his legs wide apart, the senator begged, "Okay, Bobby, fuck my ass with your big pecker, make me fucking scream!!!" Bobby stepped between the older man's legs and lined up the head of his manhood with the tight little sphincter in front of him. He knew from past experience that Ingersoll Coolidge liked it a little on the rough side, so with one mighty plunge, he rammed his meat balls deep into the straining ass of his "victim"!!! Ingersoll buried his mouth into his arm and let out a loud and long scream that would have wakened the dead if not for his muffling of it, while Bobby slammed in and out of the tight little asshole, actually trying to tear the older man a "new one"! Bobby took his money, but he hated the old bastard for using gay men as his personal whipping boys, but then in private being the biggest fucking queen you could ever find!!! Ingersoll's own six inches was now hard as a piece of Pittsburgh steel, and he reached down and jerked his cock in time with Bobby's pounding! When he felt Bobby's pecker stiffen one last time, unleashing a torrent of cum, his own cock spurted shot after shot of jism all over the arm of the easy chair!!! Both men then collapsed in a heap on the floor and tried to regain their lost senses!!!
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The next day, while sitting at his desk and answering more correspondence, the private number rang again. Ingersoll Coolidge was surprised, because he wasn't expecting a call, and very few people had this number, but he picked up the receiver and immediately recognized the voice on the other end of the line as that of Bobby. "Hey senator, I just thought you'd like to know, turn on your television to the Tommy Dawkins Show, I think you'll find it interesting," exclaimed Bobby enthusiastically! "Why would I be interested in anything on that scummy show," asked the senator!?! "I think you'd better look, you know, before the press arrives at your door," shot back Bobby! For the first time a pang of fear ran through him, and he strode quickly across the room and turned on the set. As the picture came into focus he asked Bobby, "What channel?" "Thirty eight," came back the reply, "better hurry, they're just getting to the good part!!!" Ingersoll flipped through the channels and stopped at thirty eight, and nearly passed out from nausea when he saw what was on the screen! There in living color was Ingersoll Coolidge, the great hater of homosexuals, on his knees with his legs spread, begging to be fucked by a gigantic penis!!! The phone still at his ear, he heard a loud laugh and then the words being spat at him, "Smile, you old queen, you're on "Gay Fucking Camera"!!! Let's see how that plays back home in 'Bama!!!
Once inside the suite, the senator took over. "It's good to see you again Bobby," Ingersoll gushed, "let me see you, it's been too long!!!" Whenever the senator said "let me see you", it meant that he wanted Bobby to strip and show him his young athletic body! "Sure thing senator," Bobby replied softly, and then slowly began to methodically remove every stitch of his clothing. Senator Coolidge sat down in a big easy chair and enjoyed the show, especially when the young man got down to his bikini briefs that showed the outline of a huge cock in a semi hard state! "I saw you on TV today, sir," Bobby offered, as he slowly tugged on his tight fitting shorts, "from what you were saying you must think I'm a terrible sinner!!!" The senator chuckled and replied, "Simply a speech for the people back home my boy, you are anything but a sinner," and he involuntarily groaned out loud as Bobby's eleven inches popped free into the air!!! "My god," Ingersoll moaned, "I can never believe how big and hard it is, tell me again, how big is it!?!" Bobby looked down at his massive thickness and replied, "Why senator, you know very well how big it is, eleven inches, and eight inches around, just the right size for your asshole!!!" "My mouth first, though," Ingersoll begged, "I want to suck it first!!!" Bobby laughed and stepped closer to the chair, where upon the middle aged gray haired man took his pecker head into his mouth and sucked on it like it was a baby bottle!!! Ingersoll Coolidge was so wrapped up in giving the huge cock a blowjob, that he didn't even notice that the door to the credenza was slightly ajar and that a video camera was recording every suck and slurp he had to offer!!!
Bobby was usually pretty much blase' about his tricks, but he had to admit that the senator was a helluva cocksucker, and in a matter of a few minutes he had Bobby gushing a huge load down the his throat! As soon as the last spurts of cum had jettisoned the big pecker, Ingersoll jumped to his feet and fairly tore off his clothing, and after picing up a jar of k-y jelly, he generously lubed his asshole, because in a matter of seconds his hole would be stretched even farther than he thought possible! Leaning over the arm of the chair with his ass in the air and his legs wide apart, the senator begged, "Okay, Bobby, fuck my ass with your big pecker, make me fucking scream!!!" Bobby stepped between the older man's legs and lined up the head of his manhood with the tight little sphincter in front of him. He knew from past experience that Ingersoll Coolidge liked it a little on the rough side, so with one mighty plunge, he rammed his meat balls deep into the straining ass of his "victim"!!! Ingersoll buried his mouth into his arm and let out a loud and long scream that would have wakened the dead if not for his muffling of it, while Bobby slammed in and out of the tight little asshole, actually trying to tear the older man a "new one"! Bobby took his money, but he hated the old bastard for using gay men as his personal whipping boys, but then in private being the biggest fucking queen you could ever find!!! Ingersoll's own six inches was now hard as a piece of Pittsburgh steel, and he reached down and jerked his cock in time with Bobby's pounding! When he felt Bobby's pecker stiffen one last time, unleashing a torrent of cum, his own cock spurted shot after shot of jism all over the arm of the easy chair!!! Both men then collapsed in a heap on the floor and tried to regain their lost senses!!!
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The next day, while sitting at his desk and answering more correspondence, the private number rang again. Ingersoll Coolidge was surprised, because he wasn't expecting a call, and very few people had this number, but he picked up the receiver and immediately recognized the voice on the other end of the line as that of Bobby. "Hey senator, I just thought you'd like to know, turn on your television to the Tommy Dawkins Show, I think you'll find it interesting," exclaimed Bobby enthusiastically! "Why would I be interested in anything on that scummy show," asked the senator!?! "I think you'd better look, you know, before the press arrives at your door," shot back Bobby! For the first time a pang of fear ran through him, and he strode quickly across the room and turned on the set. As the picture came into focus he asked Bobby, "What channel?" "Thirty eight," came back the reply, "better hurry, they're just getting to the good part!!!" Ingersoll flipped through the channels and stopped at thirty eight, and nearly passed out from nausea when he saw what was on the screen! There in living color was Ingersoll Coolidge, the great hater of homosexuals, on his knees with his legs spread, begging to be fucked by a gigantic penis!!! The phone still at his ear, he heard a loud laugh and then the words being spat at him, "Smile, you old queen, you're on "Gay Fucking Camera"!!! Let's see how that plays back home in 'Bama!!!
Bottom
Ever since the day I could remember discovering sexuality, I liked dick! Big dick, thick dick, fat dick, small dick, it didn’t matter, I liked them all! I was a born bottom and I’ve probably had over 2000 different dicks fuck my ass, but even that wasn’t enough. I needed more dick. So I set out on one of my usual prowls, I hit the End Up club where anonymous sex was always guaranteed. Upon arriving, I ordered a drink then slipped off into one of the back rooms. I stripped, neatly folding my clothes and placing them on a small corner shelf whose real purpose I never really knew. I knew it wouldn’t be long before dick started lining up outside my door (not just outside my door mind you, but all doors) so I got prepared. I poured ј bottle of lube down my crack and spread it liberally about, sticking one finger up my ass to make sure my hole was ready for action. When satisfactorily lubed up, I lay down on my stomach, propped up on my elbows and sipped my drink until the first dick came along. Within minutes, the door opened, and I was in business! He was a somewhat muscular bear, not too pumped up but not all flab either. He was neatly groomed and furry all over and his dick was thick. He fucked between my ass cheeks until he got real hard, then he slipped his fat stump in my ass. He was short, but he was sweet as he pumped me with short thrusts. I lifted my ass into him to try and take him deeper, but it was to no avail, his dick was hopelessly short. He was a nice start to the evening, however, as he’d spread me wide with the diameter of his cock, and really there’s not a dick out there I won’t take. The middle-aged bear made nary a sound while he kept pumping me. I could hear him slapping against my ass with determination, then a few small spurts of cum shot up my canal and before I could turn around, he was gone. "Oh well," I thought as I took a sip off my drink and looked around for my enema kit. While I picked through my bag, I heard the door open again and at that moment I found it. "I’ll do that," said the strong voice that just entered, and the dark haired, blue eyed stud with the strong jaw lifted the apparatus from my hands. I got on my knees, and drew my head down to the tabletop so my ass was pointing up for him. He flushed my ass like a fireman flushes a gas tank in car during a fire hazard. The fluid burst into me, filling me up and spurting back out like a geyser. He seemed impressed with himself, he continued this while slowly moving the wand up and down in my rectum. When he was finally satisfied with his work, he slapped my ass and instructed me not to move. I heard the squirt of lube from a tube, then the sound of his hands rubbing together. He spread the warm goo over my ass and jumped up on the table. Quickly, he buried his dick in my upturned ass and started fucking me like a madman. The fluid still in my rectum splashed out during his first few slams, and that seemed to excite him. He dug his fingers into my ass as he slammed down into me as hard and as fast as he could. Clearly, this man had more holes to fuck and he couldn’t waste even another second on mine. He didn’t cum, but I heard him groan as he jumped down from the table. He quickly redressed, thanked me, and slipped out the door. I rolled over, lit a smoke and waiting for my next dick. It was black, and it was beautiful. A stunningly attractive black man walked in next, he flashed me a toothy smile that made me melt. It wasn’t often I invested in these dicks that fucked me, but this man was hard not to notice. He got undressed casually, stripping down entirely naked, unlike most dicks who just dropped their pants and went about their work. I couldn’t believe the physique on the guy, he was absolutely stunningly gorgeous. He knelt down to suck my cock, an extremely rare activity on a bottom. Normally I just wanted to get fucked and that was it, but I just let this man have what he wanted. He sucked me off for a while, and when I couldn’t take it any longer, I lifted my legs over my head and grabbed my ankles invitingly. The man took his cue, he stuck his massive cock fully up my ass and I hadn’t felt a dick like that in a while. Indeed, this was a treat. He took my ankles from me and spread my legs wide as he fucked me slowly at first. He was standing and my ass was at the edge of the table, he slid his shaft entirely out of my ass with every stroke, then penetrated deeply and fully with each inward stroke. After a while, he pinned my knees back to my chest, lifting my ass up slightly from the table. Now he really started to fuck me. Deeply buried, he jerked his dick hard inside me, hard ramming, short thrusts at first, then longer ones. When he really started to fuck me hard, he leaned over me, pinning my legs between our chests and he held onto the tabletop for leverage. His dick was so far up me it drove me insane. He ripped into me with a stamina like few before him were able, and he was relentless. After absolutely tearing into me for what seemed like an eternity, the man finally shot his load. Endless streams of hot cum spurted inside me, I couldn’t believe how long he came. It spilled out onto the table and he still wasn’t finished. With one last contorted look on his face he grunted home the last of his wad. Dick still inside me, he collapsed against me for a few minutes and exhaled deeply. His dick was still hard inside me and I couldn’t believe it! He lay there for a few more minutes, head turned to the side, dick still thick in my hole. Then he raised his head, looked me in the eyes with a smile and said, "Ready to go again?" I was too excited and stunned to say one word, so when he rolled me over on to my stomach, dragged me to my feet and bent me over the table for another good fucking, I just smiled to myself and thanked my good fortune.
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