Some months ago I started going to an X-rated bookstore where they sell magazines, books and videos. They also have the video booths for private viewing. I have watched many a movie, and on numerous occasions have found myself quite turned on.
One particular evening I was in a booth watching a video. In it, a good-looking blonde was sucking a big cock. I was getting quite excited. I unzipped my pants, pulled out my rod and was stroking it very gently. I was quite hard and enjoying the feel of my hand as I caressed my heavy bat I was anxious to come, as my girlfriend had just left for an extended vacation I had not had any pussy for over two weeks. In fact, this was the first time I was jerking off since she’d left.
I had failed to notice that about three-fourths of the wall between my booth and the adjoining one was missing. When I first went in the booth it was dark, and of course I could not see much. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I noticed the missing wall and could not help but look into the next booth. There was a very handsome man of about twenty-five, built like a real athlete. He was wearing shorts, which were down around his ankles, as he sat on the chair in his booth. He didn’t know I was watching him—at least he didn’t at first. He had his cock out and was stroking it in his hand. It had to be the most beautiful shank I’d ever seen, about nine inches long, with a bright purple head and the biggest set of balls imaginable. He was slowly rubbing the head of his cock with his right hand as he cupped his balls in his left. The head of his cock appeared to be about three inches around and there was a drop of pre-come on the tip. His cock was about as hard as mine, and I noticed he was watching a movie in which two guys were sucking each other off.
I got so engrossed in watching him through the hole in the wall that I didn’t know he had seen me. Suddenly he stood up and turned around to face me. When he did, his cock almost hit me in the face. Before I could react he rubbed his cock across my lips. I’d never had anything like this happen to me before. I had never even fantasized about it! I didn’t know whether to holler, run or what. But I found myself excited about what was happening, and my cock was probably harder than it had ever been. Building up inside me was a very strange urge to take this man’s meat into my mouth and suck it. The fellow must have sensed that I was in a trance, because he did not force anything on me. He just sort of let his cockhead rest against my cheek. The head of his cock was tremendous. I really did not know what to do. I’d never sucked another man’s cock before, but that was precisely what I wanted to do.
I stuck out the tip of my tongue and slowly touched the head of his cock. When I did, the dick sort of jumped once or twice and the guy let out a slow moan of pleasure. I did not know what to do, so I just did what felt good to me. His cock was so hot and felt so very soft, like velvet. I licked all around the head of his cock and it seemed to get bigger and bigger. I ran my tongue along the side of his cock, all the way down to the base, until my nose was in his pubic hair. Apparently he had recently had a shower, because he smelled very clean. Grasping his cock, I was shocked at how great it felt to hold it in my hand. Raising it up toward his belly, I ran my tongue along the vein on the underside. That’s when he stopped just standing there. He put his hands on each side of my head, very quietly said that what I was doing felt great, and asked me not to stop. What he didn’t know was that I had no intention of stopping!
I slowly took his big cock into my mouth. At first I sort of gagged on it, but it didn’t take long to find that I could take in almost all of it. I gently sucked on the dick as I ran my tongue around the head. This seemed to really excite him and I heard his breathing increase. Then I pulled it out of my mouth and licked it along its length. He seemed to be really enjoying everything I was doing. As I took that beautiful cock back into my mouth, he slowly began to hump my mouth like he was fucking it. This was turning me on too. I found myself wanting him to fuck my mouth harder and harder.
He must have sensed what was going through my mind, because he grabbed me along both sides of my head and kept on fucking my mouth. I relaxed my jaws a little but continued an easy sucking motion. As he fucked my mouth I realized how great it felt to have this man’s cock in there.
Reaching up with my hand I grasped his heavy balls and began to play with them. I could tell he was very near coming, because his balls were drawn up tight and were very swollen. I hadn’t thought about the possibility of him coming in my mouth, but suddenly I found myself wanting to taste his spunk. He told me, “Suck on that cock. I’m almost there. Don’t stop now. Oh God, that feels so good. My God, you give great head. Squeeze my balls, there’s a big load in there for you. And I know you want it, don’t you?”
Suddenly I felt the head of his cock swell and his entire body begin to shake. I knew he was about to come. A pulse started at the base at his cock and then moved toward the head. All at once he let out a loud groan and his cock shot a huge wad of come into my waiting mouth. It tasted salty, bitter and sweet all at the same time. His cock continued to shoot jet after jet of his hot jism into my mouth. I was unable to hold all of it, and some of the cream ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I continued to suck that big, beautiful cock until it became soft in my mouth. I loved the way it felt to suck his cock when it was soft. Now I know why my girlfriend likes sucking me off while I am asleep and my cock is limp.
Finally he pulled his cock from my mouth and slowly rubbed the head over my face, leaving a come trail all over my lips. I leaned over and took one at his balls into my mouth sucked it. He seemed to enjoy this, but finally said that he had to leave. He thanked me for the wonderful blowjob and said it was the best head he’d ever had. I thanked him for letting me suck his big prick, and for the big load of come.
Needless to say, this was a very strange experience for me, but one that I know will be repeated again and again. I found that I really do love sucking cock, and I especially love the taste of another man’s come. Next week will probably find me back in the booth of my choice, on my knees, sucking a nice big cock once again. Hopefully there will be a big load of hot jism to wet my throat. P.P., Charleston, South Carolina
Steve and I have been roommates for about three years. A few weeks ago we headed to the local bar to have a few beers and scam some women. Everything was going smoothly. We were listening to the all-girl, rock-and-roll-oldies band, when I hit Steve on the shoulder and told him to look in the direction I was pointing. At a table sat two women by themselves, and they seemed to be really getting into the band. So we grabbed a couple at drinks and headed over. We introduced ourselves and they asked us if we wanted to join them.
After a couple of dances and some light conversation, the band took a break. Steve was talking to Pat, who, at about five feet six inches tall, was a brunette with one of the firmest asses I have ever seen. Mary was also a brunette, about the same height but a little heavier, with size 34D tits. As we were talking I heard a voice say, “Hi guys, where’s mine?” Steve and I looked up to see a beautiful redhead. She stood about six feet tall, with long, fiery red hair flowing down to her waist, very dark green eyes and a pair of light jeans. To top it off, she was the drummer for the band. Her name was Sue and I was instantly in love.
She sat between Steve and me and had a couple of beers, then went to play her last set. After the bar closed, we told the girls we had to leave but that we would be happy to meet them there the next night.
Well, they showed up the next night, just like we’d hoped. We partied again and, in the weeks that followed, became good friends. Last weekend we all rented a cabin outside Boulder. On our second night there, everything turned wild. And I mean wild!
As it was a little cool we started a fire and stayed inside, drinking beers and playing board games. We must have made too big a fire, because it got a little too warm in there. Steve got up and opened the door. I went to the cooler in the kitchen and got some more brews. I was surprised when I turned and saw Sue standing there, asking me if I needed some help. I smiled and made a smart-ass remark about needing sexual help. She laughed, then put her arms around my neck and kissed me, painting the inside of my mouth with her tongue. Her tongue must have gone down to my nuts! I got an instant hard-on. She smiled, grabbed the beers and went to the main room.
When I stepped around the corner, there sat Mary and Pat in nothing but their T-shirts, with their arms around each other and their nipples standing straight up. Sue asked where Steve was. They said he was in the bathroom. She then pulled off her shirt, exposing the biggest, firmest tits with super-dark nipples. She stepped out at her shorts and, wearing nothing but her panties, sucked one of her own tits into her mouth. She flicked the nipple with her tongue, moaned and looked at Mary and Pat and asked, “Who else wants some?”
Steve came out just in time to see Mary and Pat throw their shirts to the floor, grab Sue’s tits and suck them. My dick was so hard I could barely get my shorts off. Steve and I got naked and dove toward the girls. We were all nude except for Sue, and I was bound and determined to get her naked too. Mary and Pat loved having their pussies fingered, but every time I reached for Sue they would push me away. So I figured what the hell, then pushed Pat to the floor and went down on her with a vengeance. I was eating her beautiful pussy and she was loving it. She was moaning and thrashing, telling me to eat her and for Mary to suck Steve.
Then Sue walked over, put her crotch in my face and asked me if I wanted to suck her as badly as she wanted to suck me. I said, “Yes’!” Pat grabbed my hands and told me to close my eyes. I did, and felt something against my face. Pat and Sue told me to open my eyes, and when I did I got the shock of a lifetime: Sue had a seven-inch cock, and it was hard as a hammer. If Pat hadn’t been sucking my cock, I would have gone limp.
Mary walked over and said, “You do it like this.” She then proceeded to engulf the whole thing in her mouth. It was amazing that the girl I wanted was really a guy! Even more amazing, while looking at Sue’s big dick I emptied a tremendous spurt of come into Pat’s mouth. No doubt about it, I was excited as hell.
I looked down and saw Steve’s cock sticking straight up, so I reached for it. Meanwhile, Sue, with a grin on her face, said, “Well?” Still stroking Steve’s joint, I took Sue’s cock in my mouth and licked it and sucked it. It tasted so good. Everyone was moaning. Sue screamed that she was coming, and shot her salty load down my throat. I swallowed it all, hungry for as much as she could give me. At about the same time I heard Steve, Pat and Mary come too.
There was no end to the combinations we tried out that night. Sue lay back on the floor and feasted on Mary’s pussy while Pat mounted her cock. We were all moaning and screaming. My cock was rock hard. My hand was still wrapped around Steve’s cock. He looked at me and said, “What the hell!” and we went into a 69 and sucked each other off. I was in heaven. Mary, Pat and Sue came again, and Steve shoved his cock all the way down my throat and soon shot his load. We did it all that night, and I loved it!
Even though she has a cock, I am as turned on by Sue as I’ve ever been by any woman. The four of us are living together now and it is a total group sex scene. Steve and I love to blow each other, blow Sue and fuck the girls. Mary and Pat are beautiful. All of it has been really great. Being bisexual is fantastic, the best of both worlds. S.L., Denver, Colorado
On a recent trip to San Diego, I stayed with Eddie and Barb, friends of my family. They were a nice couple, and even though they were about ten years older than t we hit it off great. Eddie even let me borrow his Jaguar.
The second week I was there, I came home much earlier than expected after a frustrating Friday night date. The girl I’d been out with was a real tease, and my cock was still throbbing from our fruitless petting. I parked out front and walked around back, planning to sit by the pool and enjoy the cool summer night. As I passed the den I noticed a light coming through the partially open blinds. Without really thinking about it I glanced in. What I saw made my cock throb even more. Eddie was sitting on the couch, and Barb was on her knees between his outstretched legs. They were both naked, and Barb had his cock stuffed in her mouth.
I could tell Barb was really enjoying herself. She was looking up at Eddie and managing to smile, even with her lips stretched over his cock. And I do mean stretched: Eddie’s cock was gigantic. Barb had both hands wrapped around it and there was still more cock exposed than she could handle with her mouth. Occasionally she would drop her head down and run her tongue across his balls, taking both of them in her mouth and jiggling them with her tongue. I’d had a few blowjobs from girls at school, but none of them could compare with Barb’s obvious talent. The intensity with which she was sucking Eddie’s cock was something to see.
I grew tired of just watching and pulled my cock out of my pants, stroking it while continuing to follow the action in the room. I’d always been straight when it came to my sexual preference, and never took much notice of other guys’ bodies. But Eddie really had my attention. He had been a varsity gymnast in college and had maintained his athletic build.
As Barb continued sucking Eddie’s cock, I found myself wondering what it would be like to take her place between his legs. I concentrated closely on Barb’s technique. Before much longer I saw Eddie’s legs stiffen. He raised his ass off the couch, cramming more of his long cock into his wife’s mouth. He was filling her mouth with come. Overcome by excitement. I shot my load against the side of the house. That night I fell asleep thinking about Eddie’s cock.
The next morning I awoke with my usual hard-on, and masturbated while fantasizing about a sexual encounter with Eddie. Since it was Saturday, I knew he would be hanging around the pool. I put on my trunks and headed downstairs. Eddie was surprised to see me up so early. I told him I was thinking about trying out for the swim team and needed to get in shape. We swam together for about half an hour and then stretched out on some lounge chairs. Barb was off doing her weekly shopping, so I knew she wouldn’t be around till about noon. I lay on my side next to Eddie as he sunned himself with his eyes closed. He wore skimpy swim trunks, and that big cock of his was sticking up like the Matterhorn.
We talked a bit, and then I confessed about the night before. I even told him I’d fallen asleep dreaming about sucking his cock. He was shocked, but I told him it was just a healthy curiosity. When he said nothing else in response, I reached over and started to rub his leg. When he didn’t reject my touch, I slid down to the ground next to his chair and let my hand roam across the bulge in his suit. His cock hardened instantly, growing and growing until it filled the entire front of his trunks.
I pulled down the waistband and his cock sprang free. Being that close to another man’s cock for the first time was a fantastic turn-on. I couldn’t resist taking it into my mouth. As it slid between my lips I marveled at the silky feel of the head on my lips and tongue. My mind raced back to the previous night. I wanted to remember exactly how Barb had sucked his cock so I could do it just as well.
I fervently licked his cock for several minutes while stroking it with my fingers. The feel of it throbbing in my hands was a real rush. I lowered my mouth down on it again and gently played with his balls. My mouth was stretched wide, and with each dip of my head I tried to get more of his fat, juicy length between my hungry lips.
I wanted to prolong the pleasure I was getting from sucking his cock, but I also wanted to taste his come. I could feel his legs flexing and saw his hands tightly clutching the sides of his chair. And then it happened: my mouth was filled with Eddie’s thick come. I continued to pump with my hands. With every stroke, another stream of come exploded into my mouth. There was no time to think or even savor the taste. I swallowed over and over again. Each blast was accompanied by a thrusting of his hips and a throb of his cock.
After he emptied his balls into my mouth, neither of us spoke for several minutes. I guess we were both collecting our thoughts. He broke the silence and we discussed what happened. We both confided that we enjoyed the experience, but that it should never happen again, as he was a married man. But during my stay, Eddie and I had two more sexual encounters. I blew him once in the shower and once while we were together in his car.
That summer in San Diego changed me forever. It expanded the world of sexual possibilities and opened me up to pleasures that, until then, I’d only fantasized about. G.D., Princeton, New Jersey
My friend Joe was home from college for the summer. He is a very good-looking guy and never at a loss for dates. His roommate from college, Alan, came to visit for a week last summer. I was supposed to stop by for a visit one day around noon, but I got there a little early. The gate was open so I went around to the backyard. When I got there, I couldn’t believe what 1 saw. Joe was laying back on a lawn chair, and Alan was kneeling between his legs, giving him a blowjob!
Well, I was really turned on watching Joe and Alan. I unzipped my jeans, pulled out my boner and stroked it slowly as I watched Joe’s big cock disappear between Alan’s lips again and again. God, they looked so perfect together!
Alan rubbed his hands all over Joe’s firm stomach and thighs as he slowly worked his mouth up and down Joe’s hard cock. Joe lay back with a look of ecstasy on his handsome face. Meanwhile, I continued to stroke myself silly. Pretty soon Joe was close to coming. His body was tensing up as he ran his fingers through Alan’s blond hair, gently pushing his head down into his pubic hair. All of a sudden Joe let out a deep groan and shouted, “Yes!” He was obviously shooting his load down Alan’s throat.
After a few minutes, Alan moved up and lowered his naked body onto Joe’s. They embraced and went into a long, passionate kiss, and then Joe gave Alan a blowjob that was as intense as the one he’d just received. I couldn’t take anymore. My dick erupted, shooting a huge load all over my hands. Happy that they hadn’t seen me, I quickly zipped up my pants and went home.
I wish I’d had the nerve to join them, but at the time I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do. Even so, just watching them was one of the best sexual experiences of my life. For now I’ll be content with the memory of their lovemaking, and the fantasies I have of them together at school. I plan to work up my courage and visit them there soon. B.R., Rochester, New York
After drinking too much at a college party one night, I went upstairs to crash on a vacant bed. Not long after I’d plopped down my wasted bones, I felt someone pull down my zipper and undo my pants. The room was dark and, thinking it was some coed looking for anonymous sex, I pretended I was still passed out. But I quickly realized there was more than one person with me, as three sets of hands worked feverishly to pull off my jeans.
Still thinking it was some horny women, I continued to fake being passed out. But then, just as I felt a hand touch my cock, a voice exclaimed in a loud whisper, “Wow, he’s not circumcised!” What a shocker: it was a guy’s voice! Opening my eyes a crack, I saw there weren’t any girls at all, just three men. I didn’t know what to do, as this was a new situation for me. Still, I was intrigued, excited and aroused. What’s more, I already had a powerful erection and was curious about what these guys had in mind.
As I lay there motionless, they all played with my cock. Suddenly I felt a mouth descend over the head of my cock as one of them began sucking me off. With my foreskin held back tight, he licked and sucked my glans. Then another guy said, “Let me try it.” He, too, just sucked my glans as he held back the skin.
Moments later a third guy took his turn on my pole. Girls had given me head before, but it was nothing like what was happening in that room. I was about to pop my cork, and he sensed it. Releasing my cock, he said, “I think our boy’s going to come.”
One of the other guys responded, “Great. Jack him off and let’s see him come.” When I exploded, I wanted to scream with pleasure but didn’t dare let them know I was awake. It was the most enjoyable orgasm of my life.
And then they left, leaving me holding my exposed, throbbing penis, pondering what had just happened. I couldn’t stop thinking about how great they’d made me feel. The more I thought about it, the more I knew I wanted more. Based on their voices, I had a pretty good idea who these guys were. In fact, they lived in my dorm! I decided to go and find them.
As I approached the door of Ray, the one who’d jerked me off, I heard some faint sounds coming from inside. I opened the door and, sure enough, they were all naked, sucking and jerking each other off. “I was hoping I’d find you guys here,” I said. “You made me feel so good, I want to repay the favor.”
The guys all turned out to be fellows I knew as passing acquaintances. Frank was blond and stocky, Sean was a redheaded jock, and Ray was a tall, muscular black man. “Something told me you weren’t really passed out back there,” Ray said.
“I’m glad you’re not mad.”
“Not mad,” I said with a laugh. “Just horny.”
I locked the door and immediately stripped. I already had a good erection. Ray’s was the cock I wanted to look at. It was dark and massive and looked like something that belonged on a tree. I knelt in front of Ray, awestruck by the beauty of his huge cock. I began by sliding his foreskin over the purple glans at his mammoth erection. Then, leaning forward, I eased the head into my mouth. I was surprised at how natural it felt to suck a penis. The excitement of sucking another guy’s cock possessed me. I pressed my tongue inside the flap of his foreskin, making him moan with pleasure. In no time, his body tensed and his load shot into my mouth. I swallowed most of it, leaving a little of the warm goo to slosh around inside my mouth.
As soon as I finished with Ray, I turned to Frank and Sean. I knew that, deep down, I’d always longed to have hard cocks in my mouth, and now there was no stopping me. I immediately began sucking Frank’s cock, stroking Sean’s at the same time.
I must have been doing something right because Frank quickly came in my mouth. I gulped down his semen and, without missing a beat, took Sean’s prick into my mouth. As I sucked, Frank knelt down and began blowing me. Sean and I came together. It was, without a doubt, the best orgasm I’d ever had. I really got off watching the pleasure cross Sean’s face as he spurted his seed down my throat.
We spent the night bringing each other to orgasm again and again, a nonstop four-way that left the room smelling like a semen factory by the next morning. As the school year progressed, the four of us became good friends—and steady lovers. I still enjoy sex with women—and do it often—but I’ve learned that it takes a man to know what really gets another man off. H.W., Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
I am happily married and enjoy a good sex life with my wife. However, I had always wondered about tasting the forbidden fruit. That is, making it with another guy. As much as I love getting a blowjob, I wondered if giving one would be as much fun.
I met Jed soon after he moved into the housing development where I live. I was passing by while he was doing his yard work, and introduced myself. As we talked, I noticed his shorts were barely adequate to cover an enormous cock. He invited me in for a beer, and told me he had divorced his wife because their sex life had been lousy. He said that she only liked sex in the missionary position and would absolutely never blow him. He was being so candid! I couldn’t believe he was telling me all of this, nor could I believe how much I was getting turned on by it. Was a secret fantasy about to become reality?
Jed looked about ten years older than I, which put him around forty, so I was surprised when he asked if I wanted to share a joint. I readily agreed, since I hadn’t smoked pot since college. As the joint got smaller, he held it closer and closer to his hips when he passed it. It also seemed that as I got higher, his big cock got even bigger. When the joint was too small to pass, Jed said he’d hold it while I took a hit. He held it right in front of his crotch, and I had to lean forward—with my face inches from his zipper—to suck in the smoke. I steadied myself by putting my hand on his thigh. I held it tightly and closed my eyes as I toked. Then he took the joint away.
But I didn’t move. Instead, I slowly inched my hand farther up his thigh until my fingers touched the front of his bulging shorts. Jed moaned, reached down and unzipped his pants. With a shrug, he pulled out his semierect dong. It had a wide, circumcised head. He gave it one or two long strokes to stretch it out, then leaned back against the desk and smiled at me.
Holding it carefully, I began running my tongue in slow circles all around the head. Jed told me how good it felt as I licked the length of his fat, hard prong and kissed the spongy head. He ran his hands through my hair and proceeded to feed me his dick. Jed guided my head up and down on his hard cock, sliding it in and out of my mouth like a piston. I kept my tongue pressed against the underside as he repeatedly rammed the shaft past my lips. I was incredibly turned on and sported a raging hard-on of my own.
After what seemed like an eternity, Jed pulled his dong from my mouth and peeled off his shorts. He leaned against the desk again and began to rub the head of his boner all over my face. I looked up at him and stuck my tongue out so he could rub his prick on that as well. After a few minutes of this, he held my head firmly and plunged his stiff rod deep into my mouth. I responded with more eager, wet and steady sucking.
I felt Jed get close to coming several times, but he always pulled out at the last minute. He was telling me how good it felt and warned me that he couldn’t last forever. I told him he could come whenever he wanted. He murmured that he wanted to come in my mouth. I let him, and it was a delicious sensation. Any man who has never experienced the taste and feel of another man’s cock and a mouthful of come is missing out on two of life’s great pleasures. J.C., Honolulu, Hawaii
Several years ago, I had an experience that has continued to scare and excite me to this day.
I’m a thirty-year-old male, a businessman who spent much of his last ten years getting increasingly involved with his career. Because of that involvement, my relationship with a beautiful older woman, Madeline, had fizzled. Our parting was completely friendly, and we continued to keep in touch.
Maddie’s job eventually took her to Texas. At the time, she was living about five hours away from me. When I had to make a long trip in that direction under some trying circumstances, I called and asked if I might stay over for a night to break up the trip.
She said it’d be okay, although she confessed that a friend of hers was coming to visit for several days and that he’d be arriving on the same night. I told her I’d get there late and leave early—they’d hardly know I was around. She also told me at the time that her friend, Billy, was considerably younger. I should tell you that Maddie’s revelation didn’t really surprise me. She’s a tall, buxom blonde, with looks you could compare to Marilyn Monroe. She certainly doesn’t look her forty years and has never had trouble attracting men of any age.
When I finally got to the apartment about nine o’clock on the appointed evening, Billy and Maddie had already been out to dinner and were relaxing with drinks, waiting for me. Maddie’s description hadn’t really prepared me for Billy. Physically, you could tell they were well matched: he had the physique of someone who spends a lot of time around the Nautilus. He had long dark hair, a very forthright, self-assured manner, and was friendly as well. He just kind of sat back and let Maddie and I catch up on things.
I couldn’t help wondering, now that I’d met him, what their bedroom life was like—something, I imagined, that was the stuff of fantasies. And once, I found myself checking out the rather obvious bulge in his jeans as he walked past.
Soon the combination of road fatigue and a few stiff drinks began to get the better of me, and Maddie noticed it, suggesting we all call it a day.
Maddie gave me some sheets for the couch, and they retired to her room, which was at the end of the hall leading away from the living room. I stretched out and quickly was dozing. Soon, however, I knew I just had to go to the bathroom. As I stepped into the hall, I could see that a dim light was on in Maddie’s room and that the door was open about an inch. I hesitated, but then the heating unit came on and I knew that the roar of the fan would cover any noise I might make. Then I thought, Who cares?
When I peeked in through the narrow opening, I was surprised by what I saw. Billy was stretched back across the bed with his feet on the floor, and kneeling between his legs was Maddie—working on one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. She had her right hand wrapped around its base and there was still enough room for another hand, which wouldn’t have come close to covering the bulbous head. She was kissing the exposed shaft and laving it with her tongue, all the time running her free left hand over the rippling muscles of his stomach. She put both her hands on his thighs and raised herself up so that her mouth was poised just at the tip of his upwardly straining cock. Then she lowered herself and, bit by bit, swallowed him until at least seven inches had disappeared into her throat.
Billy moaned, and she raised herself up with a little gasp. As she went back to stroking him, she said, “Sometime in the next three days I’m going to take you to the hilt!”
Billy shifted up onto his elbows, looked at her, smiled and said, “I’ve been hard across five states today just thinking about this.”
At this point I stepped back into the hall, realizing that I was naked, trembling, and furiously stroking my own engorged dick. I gingerly eased back down the hall to the living room and lay back on the couch. Then I had a tremendous orgasm allover my stomach and chest. The release was so great that I must have just passed out.
I don’t know how long I was asleep, but I was suddenly awakened by a large hand on my shoulder, shaking me roughly.
“Hey man, wake up a second.” It was Billy. I tried to shake my daze as I sat up on the couch and, realizing I was naked, tried to cover myself.
“Never mind that,” he half-whispered urgently. “I need your help.” And with that he pulled me from the couch to my knees on the living room floor. In the half-light coming through the curtains I could just see that he was naked too, and he suddenly stepped closer, close enough to rub his large, but now flaccid, cock across my cheeks and lips. “That Maddie just won’t quit, man, you know? I thought you might help me get ready to give her some more.” All I did was stammer in response. “Come on, guy. Do it,” and in his voice this time was the sound of someone used to getting his way. My mouth popped open like a feeding bird’s. “Thatta boy,” he laughed, pleased now as he fed me the head of his cock. I could smell and taste the pungent saltiness. “Now I want you to suck on that like it’s your last meal cause you know you want to anyway. I knew it as soon as I caught you checking me out tonight. You saw what I had and you knew you wanted it. Am I right?”
I pulled my head back long enough to gasp “Yeah,” as the plumlike head of his dick slid out. Then I sucked it back in.
“I knew it,” he chuckled. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Here I was, on my knees in front of a guy who I’d only met a few hours before. I was sucking the cock of a boy with a Greek god’s body, a boy ten years my junior. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in between the noises I was making around Billy’s growing dick. It seemed to be getting larger and larger as my eyes grew more accustomed to the light. He just stood there thrusting his pelvis forward, his hands on his hips. His posture was so sassy that I had to please him. He was so right.
Suddenly the room was flooded with light from the hall. There at the entrance, dressed in a sheer negligee, Maddie leaned against the wall, slowly stroking herself through the thin fabric.
“What’s going on here?” she breathed in a teasing voice.
“Don’t worry,” Billy answered laughing. “This old boy’s got the situation well in hand.”
“Looks like he’s got most of it in his mouth,” Maddie replied, with her best Mae West delivery. I just stared at her, my neck craned around awkwardly, the head of Billy’s dick still in my mouth.
“Better get back to what you’re doing,” he said, adding, “See, man, I really didn’t need your help. Maddie and I were just in there taking a breather and I bet her that I could come in here and have you down on your knees eating me in five minutes. But actually it only took about thirty seconds.”
“So I see,” said Maddie, coming over. I felt the familiar stroke of her hands on my shoulders as she positioned herself behind me, pressing herself against my back. They leaned together above me, kissing deeply. He was muttering things to her as they pushed harder, with me in the middle trying to accommodate more of his swollen organ. I wanted to swallow him like Maddie had. But it was just impossible.
Then he suddenly pulled back, his big stiffness now bobbing free. “Bedtime,” he announced. “Let’s go, dude.”
“Goody,” Madeline laughed. She kissed me as I stood up. Then she said, “I think you’ve earned a real reward,” and kissed me again.
Back in the bedroom, my head was swimming. Billy got on his knees at the head of the bed and just leaned against the headboard. Madeline quickly got on all fours with her ass to him and slid down onto his offered cock. Billy said, “Hey Maddie, why don’t you tell him how this feels?” And she sure did. I just knelt in front of her until she pulled me into her mouth and swallowed me easily. She’d never done that in all the time we’d been together. I had thought that she really didn’t like giving head. Was I ever wrong!
While much of that evening and morning is blurry, one situation stands out vividly in my memories. Maddie and Billy had crawled into a 69, with her on top. I was sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed, resting. I had a ringside seat for the blowjob she was giving. She looked at me, poised right over his cock. “My turn,” she said.
She began by just tonguing the head, but rapidly began drawing in more and more of the shaft on her downward thrusts. It must have been the angle, but now she seemed to be having an easier time taking him in. Her eyes were closed, and it she hadn’t been so occupied I think she’d have been smiling. On about her tenth gulp, she did it. Her lips were wrapped completely around the thick base, and only his big balls remained visible. Maddie’s eyes opened wide, as though she couldn’t believe she’d done it. She looked right at me as she shook her head slowly, withdrawing in a tantalizing way. She plunged down again more quickly, then she pulled off. Billy’s moans told us both that he was coming for the fourth time that night. Maddie pointed the big monster right at me and pulled my head to it. No sooner was he between my lips than he began pulsing in yet another orgasm. I drank him down.
Maddie and I spent most of the night taking turns sucking Billy’s cock. I wound up getting about an hour of sleep before having to hit the road the next morning. Later Maddie described for me how Billy had awakened her sexually, even though they broke up soon afterward. I could understand. I’ll never forget how he woke me up too. Name and address withheld
I have wanted to write to your magazine for a long time, but never really had the balls to do it until now. The main reason that I want to share this story with you is because I am tired of all the misconceptions that most people have of the gay world—that all gay people are effeminate in their mannerisms and speech. I’m proud to be a man.
Anyway, getting back to the story, I went to one of the more popular bars in my area shortly after getting back from Christmas break. I was, to say the least, horny as hell. There was a strip show that night, so I bought a beer and went up to the second floor to get a better view of the scenery.
I ran into a couple guys I knew and ended up shooting the shit during most of the first two strippers’ acts. Suddenly my eyes fell upon one of the hottest looking guys I had ever seen. He was about five foot ten, with brownish-red hair and the nicest, muscle-toned body I had ever seen. He was wearing a peach tank top and acid-washed blue jeans, along with high-top Nike sneakers.
As the dance music played to the stripper’s act, his ass gyrated in unison to the movement of the dancer on the stage. I was honestly in lust with this guy. I was imagining how my cock would feel inside the tight, hot mouth of the unknown jock.
That’s when I decided to make a move. I said a quick goodbye to my friends and made my way down to the ground level. The guy, who I later learned was named Frank, was on his way to the bathroom. I followed him in there. We made small talk. Frank wasn’t really interested in me at first. I knew the reason wasn’t that I was out of shape, because I am just as built as he is.
With much determination, I followed him back to the show. Another guy started making moves on Frank. I just stayed near him and kept making eye contact. Eventually Frank left the bar through the back exit. I followed him out to where his car was parked. I told him that I wouldn’t be a waste of time, that we could really have some fun together.
We got into his car. I asked him if I could kiss him. This led to a long and passionate French-kissing session. Frank and I decided to go back to my place. This took about sixty minutes.
At the apartment I grabbed my sleeping bag from under my water bed and spread it out on the living room floor. We took our shirts off. Frank had a smooth chest, with little hair on it. His shoulders were wide, his arms and chest fully developed. He unbuttoned my zipper and took off my 501s. He started petting my cock through the underwear. Then he ran his lips up the shaft of my cock, with the cotton separating me from his warm, wet mouth. He held my dick with his hand and started squeezing and blowing his hot breath at the same time, the underwear still in place. The effect was overwhelming as I felt his saliva soaking my briefs.
Frank finally pulled my underwear down and began working my pulsating prick in his mouth. He held the base and balls with his hand while moving his lips over the head of my six-inch cock. Then he took the entire cock into his throat, paying particular attention to the head, where the greatest pleasure is experienced. Then it was my turn. The excitement had me all worked up and ready to go.
I removed Frank’s jeans and saw that his legs were also well developed, with little hair on them. He had an all-around smooth body. I proceeded to his shorts, immediately lowering the waistband to reveal the swelled form of an eight-inch cock.
I grasped his penis with my right hand. I noticed there was little hair on his balls as I licked and sucked them. I ran my tongue up and down the entire length of his cock before I started sucking it. Frank told me that he preferred a slow approach, but I like to bob up and down quickly, like a piston in a car engine. I stopped after a little while because I didn’t want him to blow his load too soon.
We soon got up from the floor and headed for the bedroom, where we continued having oral sex and exploring each other’s body.
For all you guys who think that gay sex is wimpy, keep dreaming. It’s totally masculine! As for myself, I would like to experiment more with straight sex. I just haven’t found the right girl yet. L.M., St. Paul, Minnesota
I am in the air force, and have been for a few years. My story took place a few months ago. A very close friend, Burt, called to let me know he was going to be in the area for a few days. He wanted to know if we could get together and talk about old times. He said he also had something important to tell me.
The day Burt arrived I took him out to dinner, then showed him some of the best bars the city had to offer. I don’t know how many bars we hit, but after a couple of hours we decided to call it quits. We were both feeling pretty drunk by then. We made it back to my apartment. Burt had to help me up the stairs and into my room. We both fell on my bed and just lay there for a while.
I happened to glance over at Burt. He was propped up on one elbow and was watching me, almost as if he was undressing me with his eyes. I asked him if anything was wrong, and he replied that there was nothing wrong. He moved closer to me. I didn’t know what he was going to do. That’s when he told me that he was gay, and had been for a few years. He told me he had been watching me all night. With that, he reached toward me and started to massage my prick through my jeans.
I tried to move away from him, but I was too drunk and tired. He continued to work on my cock, and it started feeling good. I stopped trying to move away and just lay there enjoying the massage.
After doing this for a few minutes, Burt said I would enjoy it more if my clothes were off. He removed my jeans, leaving my underwear on. He continued to massage my cock, which was rock hard by then. When he finally removed my underwear, my dick stood at full attention. Burt knelt between my legs and took my cock into his hot mouth. He sucked all seven inches inside and started to move his lips up and down my shaft. Then he gently licked my balls, taking them into his mouth one at a time. Then he licked the head of my cock until I could stand it no longer.
Sensing I was about to come, Burt sucked my cock deep down his throat. I soon shot my load of come, and he didn’t let any spill from his mouth. He continued sucking my cock until it went limp. We didn’t say a word to each other, and I fell asleep with Burt between my legs.
I awoke to find Burt sleeping nude. His cock was almost the same size as mine. I started remembering what had happened the night before, and my cock grew hard. I had always fantasized about sucking a cock. Now I had the chance to do it. I crawled to where Burt was laying and put my hand on his cock. I started to stroke it up and down. I had never even touched a cock before, and now I was going to suck one. I stroked and kissed his cock and it started growing. I sucked his head into my mouth while massaging the shaft with my hands. It felt so hot and powerful.
Burt awoke to find his cock being attended to by my mouth and hands. He let out a moan and told me how much he liked to have his cock sucked. I went to work on him, licking and sucking. It grew larger and larger in my mouth. I had never tasted anything as good as Burt’s cock. I sucked his balls and worked his cock up and down with my mouth, never stopping for one moment.
Burt’s breathing was heavy now, and I knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. I kept sucking. Burt then let out a loud moan and filled my mouth with his love juice. I swallowed what I could. I licked up the rest, then gave his cock a tongue bath.
We stayed in bed that day, taking turns sucking each other off. We both still dig women, but every once in a while we enjoy a good, stiff cock. D.L., Santa Barbara, California
I’m a married man who is twenty-nine years old. I have been enjoying your magazine for a number of years.
My wife Debra and I have managed to keep our marriage fresh and our bodies in top physical shape. Our sex life has remained imaginative, but somewhat staid. We have remained faithful to each other throughout our marriage, though we have both been tempted a few times.
I was a jock during high school and college. I also did some clothes-catalog modeling. As you can gather, I am rather attractive. I took full advantage of my physical assets to help me bed as many women as I could before marriage. Guys hit on me occasionally, but I never had any interest in them.
I recently spent two weeks at a motel attending a business seminar. The seminar usually ended for the day at about two in the afternoon, so I had lots of free time on my hands. I’m not a drinker and I wasn’t looking to score, so I spent a lot of time sitting around the pool trying to get a tan. After the first couple of days I became friendly with the lifeguard, Gary. He was a college student on summer break, about nineteen years old, I guess. He has blond hair, a good body and a rich tan.
Many afternoons we would be the only ones at the pool, and I think he was glad to have someone to talk to. I found his youthful nature to be a pleasant diversion from the rigors of the seminar.
We spent hours talking to each other. Sex was our main subject. He seemed almost innocent as he questioned me about my experiences. Our conversations often grew very sexually graphic, and more than once it was obvious he had a hard-on. He always wore a Speedo swimsuit, so he couldn’t hide his excitement very well.
From the bulge in his trunks, it appeared that the kid was immensely endowed. I’m no slouch in the cock department, but I couldn’t compete with Gary. While I found his size interesting, I wasn’t really sexually motivated toward him.
It had been our habit to apply sunscreen to each other. It had been Gary’s idea, and he seemed to take real pleasure in rubbing the lotion on my chest and legs. I was beginning to realize that he might be taking too much pleasure from it. I found myself wondering if I had been a bit naive regarding our developing relationship. I hadn’t given any thought to the possibility that Gary might not be heterosexual.
My suspicions were realized the following afternoon, when a sudden thunderstorm forced us to take shelter in the pool cabana. In the short dash for cover we got drenched from the downpour. Inside the cabana Gary said, “Here, let me dry you off,” and before I could resist, he was kneeling at my feet, drying my legs. As he worked the towel up my thigh, I tried to think of a way to get out of this increasingly uncomfortable situation. When he reached my swimsuit, I felt his hands pressing through the towel on my prick. I grabbed his hands and said, “Gary, I can’t.”
He looked up at me with a face that could have melted anyone’s resistance, and said just one word: “Please.” I found myself unable to resist his plea. I let go of his hands and he pulled my suit off. He didn’t hesitate taking my soft cock into his mouth. The action of his tongue and the warmth of his mouth soon had me going crazy. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall as I felt his lips slide up and down my rigid cock. It felt fantastic. He was as good as any of the girls who had ever blown me, maybe even better.
He used his mouth and hands to bring me close to erupting several times, and I did my best to keep from coming. Finally, though, I could wait no longer. I grabbed his head and quickly jabbed my cock in and out of his mouth. I called out to him as I felt the come rising in my shaft. I heard him groan as I spilled my sperm into his mouth. My hips bucked as I shot stream after stream between his hungry lips. It had been over a week since I’d last had an orgasm, so I know I must have completely filled his mouth with come. He swallowed it all, not letting even a drop escape his lips.
He kept my cock in his mouth, letting it slowly go soft between his lips. As I calmed down, I told him that he gave terrific head, and I had thoroughly enjoyed it.
I was shocked when he then told me that that had been the first time he had ever sucked a guy off. He had thought about doing it several times, but the opportunity had never presented itself. The sincere look on his face convinced me that he was telling the truth. He said that watching his girlfriend blow him must have taught him enough to get by. When I asked him why he had chosen me, he said that it was because I was an out-of-towner, so there was no chance of anyone he knew finding out. Also, through our conversations he had learned that I was unlikely to have VD or, worse, AIDS.
During the remainder of my stay Gary blew me every day. He never asked and I never offered to reciprocate. We both seemed content with the relationship the way it was. On my last day there we each agreed that it had been a worthwhile experience for both of us. I went back to my wife and Gary said he was returning to a heterosexual lifestyle with his girlfriend. It was great while it lasted. Name and address withheld