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The Shoplifter

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My coffee had grown cold since morning. Four hours I’d been staring at these monitors with no action at all. That’s what I hated most about weekday mornings; there usually wasn’t much going on.

“Security scan zone 4. Security scan zone 4,” said a woman’s voice over the P.A.

I rolled my eyes and flipped the monitor to show zone 4, intimate apparel. What in the world could be happening there? I wondered. Probably just another paranoid employee who spotted someone she deemed suspicious. I made the camera slowly scan the perimeter, nothing out of the ordinary. Out of sheer boredom I let the camera zoom in as far as it could into the dressing room.

Just like I suspected, nothing. I zoomed back out and scanned my favorite section, the young men’s department. It was time for a little eye candy. I scanned slowly stopping on a young man in a pair of jeans that were a couple of sizes too big for his slim figure. In his hand he held a pair of jeans and a couple of tees.

He’s just my type, I thought as I leaned back against my chair. His eyes shifted in every direction. Was he up to something? I wondered. From one corner of the store to the next he surveyed the ceiling. He was looking for my camera, but couldn’t find it. “Amateur,” I muttered under my breath.

I zoomed in as close as I could and pulled myself up until my nose was inches from the monitor. Yeah, he was definitely up to no good. He walked to the corner of the department and stuffed the jeans and the tee shirts into his pants. I sprung out of my seat. I had a live one.

I watched as the young teen walked toward the exit. The quicker he got to the door the quicker his pace.

“Come on, come on,” I said to myself.

I needed him to set one hand on the door in order for it to be intentional; otherwise I had no case against him. He looked around the register. The bored cashier turned her head the other way; she was too busy focusing on her boredom. The teen took that as his way out and ran for the door. I pushed away from my chair and out of my office I ran.

“Hey there!” I screamed. “Stop!”

He glanced back long enough for me to see the smug look on his face. Little bastard, I thought. He wasn’t getting away from me. I burst through the doors and chased him down the empty parking lot. A few onlookers with nothing better to do pointed to him as if I wasn’t aware of his location.

He zig zagged between the cars and ran into the back alley. I was only a few steps behind, but when I turned the corner he was out of site. I slowed to a stop and looked around.

“Come out from where you are. You have no where to go, just give up the merchandise and I might go easy on you.”

I kicked the trash compactor and heard a rustle. From behind it a pair of bright green eyes peeked out at me. Slowly he emerged. He was a tall kid, 6 ft at least; he had messy blonde hair that fell seductively over his eyes. He took my breath away, and for a second I forgot he was a thief.

I approached him, looking him up and down. Probably just some bored hoodlum, I thought, but I would teach him a lesson. I pushed him against the trash bin and got inches from his face. He looked unnerved as I began to pad him down. It was completely unnecessary, after all I wasn’t a cop, just store security, but he didn’t know any better and I needed to feel his boyish body.

Beneath the mounds of fabric he was all muscle. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the way his tight abs felt against my fingertips. I could feel my cock stir inside my jeans. I needed to get a taste of him.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

The sound of his voice snapped me back to…

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A Late Night at the Office

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At the end of every month there were always so many reports due. David hated this time of the month the most. As usual, he had procrastinated and he would have to work late every night this week, which created an even bigger headache for him at home. His wife hated the fact that he always ended up staying late. She was constantly accusing him of having infidelities and as punishment she would withhold sex. David could still vividly remember how last month he had almost resorted to getting a hooker he had been so horny.

“Mr. Knight, will there be anything else tonight?” asked Mitch.

Mitch was the new assistant that had been hired for David. He was a young and eager kid, fresh out of college. David knew this was Mitch’s first job since graduation and he enjoyed spending time with the kid. He was always teasing him and giving him a hard time. David treated him like the kid brother he’d never had.

“No Mitch you can go ahead and leave. I’ll probably be here for a few more hours, no need for two of us to suffer.” Mitch looked disappointed. “Besides I’m sure you have some wild party or club to get to. I wouldn’t want to stop you from getting some action. At least one of us should.”

“Well, really if you like, I could stick around,” he said. “I don’t have anywhere I need to be.”

David thought about it for a second. Part of the reason he didn’t want Mitch to stay was that he was inexplicably attracted to him. David had forced himself not to think about it. He figured it was because he hadn’t been laid in a long time. He refused to believe he was having feelings for another man. David had to think quickly, could he resist temptation if Mitch stayed late with him again? Last night he had come awfully close to crossing the line. I could really use the help, David thought. He would just have to try extra hard to keep things on a professional level.

The next few hours went by in a blur. Together they got more work done than they had anticipated. David was glad he had changed his mind and decided to let Mitch stay. He had been a lifesaver, as well as rather flirtatious. As the night progressed it had become very hard for David not to act on his feelings.

“Well, looks like we’re all done,” David said saving the last of the reports.

“No, not everything,” Mitch said.

He looked straight in David’s eyes as he got up to close the office door. Mitch walked over to David, his hand on his crotch rubbing his cock. David could see it growing underneath his khakis. Beads of sweat formed on his brow the closer he got to him. Mitch stepped up to him and turned his chair so he could face him. David wasted no time going for his cock. Tearing at his belt and pants, he pulled them and his boxers down in one brief motion. Mitch’s cock sprung up, the head of it already dripping heavily with pre cum.

David stuck his tongue out and ran it along the length of Mitch’s shaft. His musky scent turned David on even more. He couldn’t wait any longer to taste his juice. Dipping the tip of his tongue into Mitch’s slit he tasted his sweet cream. Mitch held on to the side of the desk as he lunged forward on his cock. David had never been with a man, but he was a natural.

Mitch tried to hold on for as long as possible, but the longer David sucked on him the harder it got to keep control. Before he could shoot his load, he pulled David away from him. He wasn’t ready to cum just yet, it was too early for that. David got up and tugged on his own erection. Mitch could see it was a lot larger than his own. He watched as David’s hand unzipped his trousers and pulled out this thick long monster.

“You want?” David asked.

Mitch shook his head yeah. He couldn’t take his eyes off it. David placed his fat cock on top of Mitch’s hard on. It was by far a lot bigger and thicker than Mitch’s. David’s pre cum smeared all over Mitch’s pubes as David rubbed his sex against Mitch’s, wrapping his hand around both of them and rubbing back and forth. Feeling David pressed against him; the head of his cock soft against his shaft made him loose it. He grabbed on to David as his body spasmed shooting blast after blast of creamy white juice all over David’s pleated khakis.

“Oh Fuck, fuck,” was all he …

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The Out of Towner

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One would think years of marriage to a beautiful woman would have subsided my curiosity for cock, but it hadn’t. Many nights I’d woken up hard as a rock, always aching for some hung stud to pound my ass. Unable to do anything about it, usually I’d just roll over and fuck my wife, even though the whole time I’d pretend I was plunging into a man’s love hole instead of her juicy pussy. Daydreaming about being with a man, was making me visibly hard. I’d have to hold my bag in front of me when I got off the plane. Impatiently, I looked at my watch as the fasten seatbelt light came on. Soon, I’d get myself some action. The Microcorp Expo provided a good excuse for me to get away. After much resistance, I had managed to convince my wife she would only be bored since I would be too busy to pay her any attention and it would be best if I went alone. I checked into my hotel, ready and eager to get this weekend started. As soon as I got to my room I dropped off my luggage, and within minutes I was on the phone with the 900 number that guaranteed the man of my dreams. I made my request for a smooth, well-hung, versatile stud. They told me it would be about an hour. I gave them my information and jumped in the shower.

Not long after I had dried off, I heard a knock at the door. My cock stirred in anticipation, I gave it a quick tug and headed to the door. I was taken aback at the treat that was waiting for me on the other side. He was tall and lean. The smile on his face told me he was also glad to see I wasn’t some old troll. I was in my 50s, but I could easily pass for mid thirties. Years of working out had made sure of that.

I invited my young friend in and he immediately insisted on taking care of business. I handed him a white envelope with the money and without counting it he stuck it in his back pocket. He told me his name, but I was not paying attention to what he was saying. I only had one thing on my mind and that was his smooth round ass.

My cock was so hard it was sticking out of my robe. He took this as an invitation and got on his knees. His mouth open and ready, I began to tease him. I slapped my dripping dick against his face a couple of times. Slowly, I fed him my throbbing member; his lips were warm and inviting. I dove into his mouth until the head was pushing the back of his throat. I was not very big, so it was easy for him to deep throat me. His warm tongue stroked the length of my shaft. He was good at this, too good. I pulled off him; I didn’t want to get too close to coming.

He stood up and I removed his shirt. I ran my tongue over his smooth chest, flicking his nipples until they were nice and hard. His body was so firm, so smooth. I closed in on his mouth, but he turned away from me.

“That’s not part of the deal,” he said.

We’d see about that, I thought to myself. I didn’t want to pressure him; instead I led him to the bed. Letting my robe fall to the floor I climbed on top of him. You could see his erection through his tight jeans. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

With little effort, I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. The agency did a great job picking him, he was very well endowed, at least …

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The Barracks

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My first few weeks at boot camp did not start out pleasant. It was hard for me being away from home, not seeing my friends and family, it was killing me. Before this, the longest I had been away was on weekend trips with friends, never had I been away for months at a time. I didn’t even know what had possessed me to join the army. It must have been a horny frenzy; lord knows nothing gets me hotter than a man in fatigues. Right now, the eye candy was the only thing keeping me sane. Seeing all these studs in their army gear had me in a permanent state of arousal. I was constantly sneaking off into the barracks to beat off, especially after sessions with the drill sergeant. I got extra hard every time I looked at him. He was the hottest man I’d ever seen, with big muscular arms, legs, and this nasty attitude. It was a shame he was married and straight. I was sure he would never look at a junior soldier like me, but man what I wouldn’t have given for him to punish me with his fat man stick. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him approach. My dick automatically responded with a hard salute. Before he could see me, I ducked into the nearest doorway; the last thing I wanted was for him to see me in this state. I closed the door to the office and took a seat behind the big oak desk. I was so damn horny from just the sight of him that I couldn’t help but pull out my gun for a little solo fun. My index finger traced the length of my veiny shaft. I’m a solid eight inches with a big fat mushroom shaped head, which at the moment was oozing with pre cum. I wiped some of it off on my index finger and brought it to my lips, sucking the salty liquid from my finger. Sitting in the big leather chair, I got so wrapped up in playing with my balls and stroking my cock that I failed to hear the door open until the sergeant was standing right in front of me. His eyes directly on my cock. I was startled. Being a junior officer I quickly got on my feet and saluted him. I maintained my position forgetting that my cock was hanging out of my pants. He stepped up to me, his face inches from mine. “What’s going on here?” he screamed, “and you can stop saluting. You look ridiculous!” I looked down and noticed my throbbing erection exposed. I placed my hands over it and tried to hide as much as possible. I thought I caught a smile come across his face, but his expression quickly returned to one of stern dominance. I moved my hand to cover my hairy sac but he pushed it away, forcing me to stand exposed to him. He walked up to me and started to strip me. The buttons of my shirt popped off, as his burly hands furiously pulled at them. I stood, too stunned to move. He stripped me bare; his hands touching my smooth and hairless chest. The coldness of his ring finger a constant reminder that what we were doing was wrong on so many levels, but at that moment nothing would have made me stop. He caressed my nipples, forcefully pinching them until they were both rock hard. The palms of his hands felt everywhere except my crotch for which I was thankful; one touch and I was sure to blow my load all over him. “Turn around soldier,” he commanded. I stuck my round ass up in the air for him to get a good look. He stepped closer to me. I could feel his hardness pressing up against my tight ass. I closed my eyes as his tongue hit my nape and slid down the middle of my back, stopping at the base of my ass. I felt his massive hands spreading my cheeks apart, re…

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The Barracks

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My first few weeks at boot camp did not start out pleasant. It was hard for me being away from home, not seeing my friends and family, it was killing me. Before this, the longest I had been away was on weekend trips with friends, never had I been away for months at a time. I didn’t even know what had possessed me to join the army. It must have been a horny frenzy; lord knows nothing gets me hotter than a man in fatigues.

Right now, the eye candy was the only thing keeping me sane. Seeing all these studs in their army gear had me in a permanent state of arousal. I was constantly sneaking off into the barracks to beat off, especially after sessions with the drill sergeant. I got extra hard every time I looked at him. He was the hottest man I’d ever seen, with big muscular arms, legs, and this nasty attitude. It was a shame he was married and straight. I was sure he would never look at a junior soldier like me, but man what I wouldn’t have given for him to punish me with his fat man stick.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him approach. My dick automatically responded with a hard salute. Before he could see me, I ducked into the nearest doorway; the last thing I wanted was for him to see me in this state. I closed the door to the office and took a seat behind the big oak desk. I was so damn horny from just the sight of him that I couldn’t help but pull out my gun for a little solo fun. My index finger traced the length of my veiny shaft. I’m a solid eight inches with a big fat mushroom shaped head, which at the moment was oozing with pre cum. I wiped some of it off on my index finger and brought it to my lips, sucking the salty liquid from my finger.

Sitting in the big leather chair, I got so wrapped up in playing with my balls and stroking my cock that I failed to hear the door open until the sergeant was standing right in front of me. His eyes directly on my cock. I was startled. Being a junior officer I quickly got on my feet and saluted him. I maintained my position forgetting that my cock was hanging out of my pants. He stepped up to me, his face inches from mine.

“What’s going on here?” he screamed, “and you can stop saluting. You look ridiculous!”

I looked down and noticed my throbbing erection exposed. I placed my hands over it and tried to hide as much as possible. I thought I caught a smile come across his face, but his expression quickly returned to one of stern dominance. I moved my hand to cover my hairy sac but he pushed it away, forcing me to stand exposed to him.

He walked up to me and started to strip me. The buttons of my shirt popped off, as his burly hands furiously pulled at them. I stood, too stunned to move. He stripped me bare; his hands touching my smooth and hairless chest. The coldness of his ring finger a constant reminder that what we were doing was wrong on so many levels, but at that moment nothing would have made me stop. He caressed my nipples, forcefully pinching them until they were both rock hard. The palms of his hands felt everywhere except my crotch for which I was thankful; one touch and I was sure to blow my load all over him.

“Turn around soldier,” he commanded.

I stuck my round ass up in the air for him to get a good look. He stepped closer to me. I could feel his hardness pressing up against my tight ass. I closed my eyes as his tongue hit my nape and slid down the middle of my back, stopping at the base of my ass. I felt his massive hands spreading my cheeks apart, re…

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Big Bottom, Sexy Hot Breeder Manbabe Gets Laid

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Tyler was really glad to find a new job, after being unemployed for a couple of months, but disappointed that he had to work with two macho, homophobic guys. Trouble was, the only work he could get was in a factory and the office he shared with the two guys was way out in the sheds, away from the main buildings so the badass breeders were the only people he saw all day. Gary and Frank were a real pain in the ass. They were always making snide comments about Tyler’s lifestyle, that is when they weren’t looking at pictures of pussies in the office. Trouble is, they were both so damn hot that Tyler could hardly sleep at night for wanking off while thinking about them. Both were in their late thirties and good-looking and sexy in that beefy way that married men get when they enjoy a little too much beer and good food. Tyler knew he was considered odd by his friends for being turned on by men like that, but you can’t fight your true nature. If not quite a chubby chaser he was definitely into the beefier side of life. The thought of having Gary or Frank sit on his face just made him so hard he often had to go into the toilet to whack one out. Gary and Frank would always know when he had been at it. ‘Been at it again, Tyler?’ they would demand of him and in reply all he would do is blush. Often Gary would grab a handful of his beefy nuts and say ‘The sight of all this flesh driving you crazy?’ If only he knew the truth! And then one day Frank simply didn’t turn up for work. It turned out he had been fired and was too ashamed to stay in touch with Gary. Gary pined for his friend and was like a bad tempered bear with a toothache. Tyler just tried to keep out of his way until he calmed down. And slowly, slowly, his temperament seemed to improve. Now that Frank was gone Gary was lonely and had to turn to Tyler more and more for company. As the weeks went by Gary found he developed a begrudging respect for the little guy. He certainly lived life on his own terms. He loved cock and didn’t care what Gary thought about it. If only women loved cock as much as Tyler did, Gary thought to himself, the world would be a really wonderful place for men. Tyler was a little more confident now that Frank was gone. He could tell that Gary’s attitude towards him had changed. He was also aware of a growing curiosity in the big man. He had started asking Tyler about his personal life and about what he did in bed. Tyler answered as truthfully as he could, all the time thinking “If only I could show him…” The more Gary asked Tyler about his sex life the bolder Tyler became. Soon the two men were flirting; there was no other way to describe it. And Gary really started turning up the heat now. He would brush past Tyler, his big basket brushing against Tyler’s pert little ass, and ask him if he liked it. Of course he fucking liked it. Tyler had to pay more and more visits to the bathroom. And then one day Gary knocked on the door. Hey Tyler, let me in’ he said ‘I wanna see how you gay guys do it.’ Tyler’s heart was thumping in his chest. Was he for real or was he just teasing. If he opened the door what would Gary do? Curiosity got the better of him. He left his eight inch boner sticking out of his fly and opened the door. Gary let out a low whistle. ‘Shit! You are hellishly hung!’ he said. ‘Let me see what you got?’ Tyler begged. ‘You’re not going to get me that easy.’ Gary replied. ‘Just you go ahead and make that thing spit. So Tyler slowly jerked off, all the while watching the reaction in Gary’s eyes. If he didn’t know better he would say the man was hot for cock. He watched each and every stroke that Tyler took and when at last he blasted off Gary let out a loud gasp, as if the cum had come blasting out of his own cock. Things just got a little crazier after that. It was obvious to Tyler that Gary loved all the teasing and flirting, it pampered his ego; but he could tell that he was also frustrated and as horny as hell. ‘Wife not giving you any?’ he asked Gary one day. ‘She makes me beg for it like a dog.’ Gary replied. ‘Or I have to buy her something that she has her heart set on. You know I don’t make that much money; I can’t really afford spending that much on things we don’t need.’ ‘What you need,’ Tyler told him, ‘is someone who gives you plenty of hot sex without wanting anything in return.’ ‘Nice try, sunshine’ Gary said ‘but that someone has to have a pair of tits on her.’ Tyler felt stung and needed to hit back. ‘I bet you would fuck a shemale just because she has a pair of tits.’ Gary’s face flushed. ‘If I was drunk maybe.’ Tyler could see he had discovered a secret fantasy. ‘Come on Gary, man’ he pleaded ‘why can’t you do me?’ ‘Because you’re a guy. Gary shot back. ‘So is a shemale.’ Tyler argued, even though he knew his transsexual friends would slap him down for such a remark. ‘You…you get me some good shemale porn and I’ll let you watch me jerking off.’ Garysuddenly blurted out. It was all Tyler could think about. That big butted bruiser unbuttoning his jeans and hauling out his fat hog and stroking it while looking at pictures of a chick with a dick. He went out that night and got a couple of magazines for Gary to bust a nut on, carefully choosing ones with the most pretty, feminine and big titted shemales he could find. For the first time in ages Tyler left his cock alone and went straight to sleep. Next day, about mid morning he hauled out the magazines and opened one to the centrefold. She was blonde and sassy with amazing tits and flat belly. Through her lace panties peeked a very hard cock. ‘Hey Gary, look what I got here.’ Gary reached out to grab the magazines out of Tyler’s hand. His eyes were almost out on stalks as he took in the object of his secret lust and yearning. Coming from the background he did he hated the fact that he was so turned on by these strange creatures with cocks, but he could not deny it; one look and his cock was lurching about in his work pants. ‘Not so fast.’ Tyler snapped. ‘Remember what you promised me.’ ‘Did you really think I would let you watch me jerking off?’ Gary asked him. ‘And do you really think I’m going to let you see these without you keeping your part of the deal?’ Five minutes later Gary begged Tyler to let him see the magazines. But Tyler was determined that today was that day he would see that big, meaty butt laid bare for his lustful pleasure. Half an hour later Gary tried again. He just could not get the pictures out of his mind. There was no way he was going to do any work until he saw those pictures. An hour later Gary gave in. He locked the door and pulled the blinds. Tyler’s throat went dry as he realized what was happening. Gary held out his hand and Tyler handed the magazines over. Gary’s hands were just about trembling as he flicked the magazine open. There lay his fantasy; a beautiful blonde with the perkiest tits you could ever hope to see and real …

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Strangers

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The seedy bar presented no possibilities for romance, yet I came night after night. One might wonder why? It was simple; I came here for sex. All I wanted from a place like this was hardcore, nasty, man on man sex. I didn’t need names. All I cared about was how hung they were and did they require a condom, which I preferred they didn’t.

I walked in and greeted the bartender, the only guy whose name I did know. I took my usual seat at the end of the bar, ordered a Heineken, and watched the action on the dance floor. Not much to go for, I thought, just a few bears and their latest boy toys, nothing to get hard about. I was finished with my third beer when I decided to call it a night. After canceling out my tab, I started to head for the door when the sight of a big hairy muscled bear stopped me. I sat back down and waited to see if he was alone or with someone, not that it really mattered. He would be mine soon enough.

He walked up to the bartender, ordered a Heineken and took a seat. He paid no attention to the guys drooling over him. I waited for a while until my cock was pressed tight against my jeans, a clear sign that it was time for me to make my move. I stood next to him and cleared my throat. He looked straight ahead and continued to drink his beer, not one to be ignored I reached between his legs and gave his crotch a good squeeze.

He moved back and gave me a side-glance. I left my hand on his crotch as he turned around to face me; he spread his legs giving me a better grasp on his growing erection. I massaged it through his jeans, working on the head of his cock, creating a wet spot where his pre cum had seeped through.

Without saying a word he stood up, towering over me as he walked away and motioned for me to follow. He took me to the side of the building, down to the dark alley, a familiar scene for me. I couldn’t even count how many assholes I’d plugged here. He kept walking until we hit the end of the alley. With one motion, he unzipped his jeans and his fat cock fell out. I dropped to my knees and he gave me no choice but to deep throat him.

He shoved his cock in and out of my mouth, fucking my face with full force. I struggled to take him, at first choking on his girth, but soon I was enjoying his deep long thrusts. My lips wrapped tightly around his shaft squeezing him as he pulled out, easing up as he went in. His big hands wrapped around the back of my head, each time shoving his cock deeper and deeper inside of me. This went on forever, long enough for my jaw to lock. Sore, I tried to pull off, but he continued to feed me his cock.

I began to feel lightheaded from all the intensity, but I continued to suck. …

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Caught!

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Caught! Chapter One Nudist Camp, Adults only, Trespassers will be Sexually Prosecuted! Quite an unusual sign! I thought, as I drove by the gated side road that led down to the private camp about a mile from my house. I’d’ driven by the camp for years and often wondered if the sign was just for the sake of humor or a real warning. I never had the courage to check it out other than to look it up on the internet, I was seriously tempted to join. I lived in a very rural part of the country for the same reason that the camp was here, I enjoy the freedom that privacy brings. The freedom to walk naked in my own yard and to even take a leak off the back porch if I so choose, are worth the hardships of being out in the boonies. From the time I was very young I fantasized being a nudist myself As a kid, I had run with a group of kids that had access to pornography at a very young age. We played a very adult version of cowboys and Indians. We ran naked through the wooded areas near our home and engaged in some rather bizarre games until puberty hit us and we went our own ways. Forever giving up the games of childhood. As life took me in a different path as well. In nature opposites attract and my marriage proved that fact. My wife and I are different in so many ways, not that that’s a bad thing. We tend to balance out our differences and she keeps me out of trouble. Well most of the time. But the desire to relive the games of my childhood grew stronger as I got older. especially when I realized my wife had a fantasy of her own, one that she only revealed just recently, I really began revisiting my past and present fantasies when I realized her fantasies and my own were very compatible. She has given me hints over the years of her desire to have sex in high risk places and situations, and as well she gets a thrill out of watching others who are sexually engaged, and even enjoys some thing that really makes her dear to me. She likes to walk with me at the mall or through crowds at a local tourist area and point out and comment on particularly attractive women and men occasionally. She’s not bi-sexual (unfortunately) but she does have an appreciation of the beauty of the human body. She’s quick to point out those women who have been blessed with natural beauty, and other women who devote all their time and effort on their appearance, and of course those who just dress for the attention that comes from an exposed hip, butt cheek, ample or exposed cleavage and swollen nipples pressing against thin fabric, or peeking out of a loose blouse. The best part is that she doesn’t feel jealous and is confident in our relationship, she realizes she is more to me than just how she looks. I believe she gets a thrill knowing that at times for me its like being a kid in a candy store, who cant wait to satisfy his hunger at home! Though she does have a voyeuristic streak in her she is turned off by the idea of the nudist camp being just down the road. I tried to talk to her about it but she wouldn’t listen. I tried to explain that its not about having sex its about being naked and unashamed. That most people who go there are just like us they come in all shapes and sizes and go about the same things we do when we go camping only they do it naked. They don’t have mass orgies or swap parties or attack women. But no matter how I argued the point was moot. She just wasn’t interested in the concept of being openly naked around other people. So I decided that I would sneak down to the camp ground and make a hidden video to illustrate my point. I figured if I took pictures from a hidden location I could capture the natural behavior of the campers. Proving my point because of the candid location, she would see that there is nothing shameful about nudism. She was going to visit family for a week so I took this opportunity to make my video. The morning after she left I awoke early and packed two cameras, extra tape, batteries and got dressed in shorts, a camouflaged tee shirt and sneakers and set out in the dark through the woods behind my house. The camp was just east of my property so it was easy to find my way as the sun was just beginning to light the eastern horizon. Eventually I came upon an old dirt road which I assumed to be the drive way into the camp. I walked about an hour just off the road in the brush to stay out of sight and soon found myself on a ridge overlooking the road, a small lake and camp ground. It was just like any other camp ground I’d been to. There was an office, a store, a large shower and two shelters for picnics or meetings. The only thing different was the rest room building, it had no walls, just plumbing fixtures and the roof. From up on the ridge I could see the entire camp along the beach of the small lake. It was late in the season and there were only a few tents and campers scattered about, the occupants still sleeping as the sun rose above the horizon over the lake. I took out one camera and captured the sunrise over the campground, a perfect start to my video, I thought out loud. Then I looked for a hide away, some where I could set up my cameras and get what I’d come for with out being seen. A little higher up on the ridge I found a clump of brush about 10 feet tall and probably 25 feet in diameter under the canapé of a large tree’s limbs. I was going to set up a camera in the tree and as I pulled myself up onto a lower limb I could see that the clump of bushes was actually like a donut. The center was open and about 15 feet across, there was some trash scattered about, which I thought strange, as there was no other trash any where else. I climbed down and walked around the bush and eventually found a small opening that led into the center, I crawled in and stood up. This was a great spot. I could see out and hear any one sneaking up on me and I had a perfect location to set up a camera overlooking the camp. I was only about 100 feet from the nearest camp site, but probably 50 feet up on the ridge. I went to work making sure that the camera was totally out of sight. As I finished the set up I noticed movement down below and began recording as the folks began stepping out into the morning light, naked! Just as I had told my wife they were of every size and description. All together there was about 50 people and of them there was only about 10 who were what I’d call attractive the majority were just average and perhaps a bit overweight but still made me wish I was naked with them. The whole scene and my spying began to stir my groin and I felt my cock swelling as my balls tingled. I took out the other camera and took several zoom shots of the people, taking time to focus and comment on the swaying breasts, flopping cocks and bouncing asses, as the folks went about their morning activities. Cooking breakfast and heading over to the shower and restroom structure. I was fascinated and intrigued as I watched these folks casually greeting each other and using the facilities both men and women shamelessly and openly mixing in the showers and at the toilets. “There was no men’s room or ladies room and no one seemed to mind, this is cool!” I said to the camera just before switching it off and leaving the other one to record the overview of the camp. I had been curious about the trash that was scattered about and gathered some up in a pile. There was a pile of clothes and a bunch of Polaroid film backs most of which the image had been destroyed by the elements. Using a stick I poked at the clothing and found a shirt, a pair of short pants and men’s jockey shorts, all of which were cut and torn, there was also a pair of sneakers with out strings. This was peculiar, I thought, as I started separating the film backings, and found there were several that still had partial images, maybe these would answer the questions. I cleaned them up as best I could. Altogether there was about 20 that had some image left. I sat down in the center of my hide a way and examined the negative images. There were a lot of pictures of the camp ground from just about the same vantage point, obviously some one had had the same idea I had. I started wondering about the sign at the entrance regarding trespassers being sexually prosecuted, and the torn clothes, then I found negative images that were not of the camp ground. Two naked men were holding a man who seemed to be wearing the very clothes that were laying torn to shreds in the bush. Now I have always found bondage very erotic but as I sorted through the negative images I realized this was some thing more than just bondage. There were two men and two women who were absolutely torturing this guy and at least one other person who took the pictures. My cock was stirring and tenting my shorts as I assembled the pictures in what I felt was chronological order. This guy was held by the two guys as his clothes were cut with a large hunting knife, and torn away by the two naked women the rest of the images were hard to make out but it looked as if the two women were holding this guy as the two men took turns fucking him up the ass. I couldn’t be too sure from the negatives but that’s what it looked like. I was getting quite a hard-on from the images even though I’m not into guys, the idea of being captured and raped in the presence of women really was getting to me. I stood up, opened my shorts and pulled my member free and standing there with my pants around my ankles I proceeded to masturbate, imagining myself in the pictures and enjoying the air on my exposed privates and ass. Hey why not film myself jerking off, I thought, and I set my camera up and stood in front of it as I continued jerking off. Then the shit hit the fan so to speak as I heard voices coming closer through the trees. I took a rushed step towards my camera and tripped over my pants tangled around my ankles, and fell face first into the dirt with a thump. I laid still, maybe they hadn’t heard me, I thought to myself. But it was not to be, as I heard a woman yell out “ Hey there’s someone over here!” followed by what sounded like a crashing and thrashing about in the brush around me. There’s no feeling like being busted with a boner, especially when my pants were down around my ankles. Not to mention having cameras set up spying on those who were about to have their hands on me in seconds. The thoughts of what happened to the guy in the negatives flashed through my mind but it wasn’t only fear I was feeling at that moment. I was more sexually excited than I had ever been in my life! I laid there with my cock pressing in the dirt and looked up as a very large, naked guy broke through the bush and stood up. He was in his fifties, balding and bearded, I figured, about 6’ 4” and easily over 300 lbs. from the expression on his face he was not in a good mood. “What the hell are you doing!” He barked at me. “ Uh, hi there…. Well,,, I was….a….” I started to answer him but it was clear he wasn’t interested in my answer, as I attempted to pull myself up on my knees, and cover the raging boner bouncing in front of me. “Just shut up and don’t move, asshole!!” He barked down to me. Just as a tall but well built woman came rushing through the bushes saying, “You got him Sam?”” She was followed by another smaller guy and a shorter very heavy set woman, all of them naked as well. My little hide a way had just become a very crowded place! From my point of view I knew I was in trouble and I hoped that these folks weren’t going to go postal on me. Still kneeling I found my self at eye level with the big guy’s dick, which was throbbing and slowly swelling as he stood with his hands on his hips staring down over his heaving round belly at me covered in dirt and twigs. I had a horrible feeling that I would soon be sucking cock. “We don’t care much for trespassers here especially those who spy on us with cameras!” he said angrily, and then continued, “We can call the police or we can deal with it in our own way. What do you say? “ He asked his fellow nudist’s as I knelt silently at their feet not knowing what to do, should I try to run? Won’t go far with my pants around my ankles! Trying to fight my way out was clearly not an option either. So I just knelt there looking as stupid as I felt. “Annie what do you say? He asks the heavy set woman. “HHmm we could have some fun with him, couldn’t we, Earl ?! She replied looking at the smaller guy who then smiled and asked the tall well proportioned woman, ”What do you think Mary? You wanna fuck with him or just strip him and send him on to jail? Either way he’s gonna get fucked!” he said with a grin, and obviously becoming aroused himself. Mary looked down at me over her mountainous breasts, she must have been at least 6 ft with long black hair and though heavy she was very well proportioned and had a beautiful body and face. “ he does look healthy I think we should keep him at least long enough to teach him not to intrude into other peoples lives!” She then grabbed me by the hair and bent down into my face. Her face went from a pleasant smile to an awesome grimace as she spoke through her teeth to me. “What do you think, pervert? You wanna go to jail? Or resolve yourself to taking whatever punishment we deem proper for your criminal trespass! Well! What do you say!” “I, I, I’m at your mercy Maam.” I replied looking down at her feet in shame. “Good enough!” Sam said and stepped toward me with his cock in hand, he moved closer rubbing his hand over the thick semi hard length of his penis. “open up! He ordered rubbing the head over my lips leaving a wet trail of his pre-cum on them. Mary’s hand was still tangled in my hair and she pulled my head back as I opened my mouth. His fat semi erect cock slid in my mouth and his hips began fucking it in and out. I hadn’t had a cock in my mouth since I was about twelve yrs old, but I took it in easily and hoped that by giving him the best head I could imagine, I would possibly buy my way out of this situation with out getting beat up or going to jail. The fat head of his cock slid over my tongue as I wrapped my lips around its girth. I could taste his sweat, piss and pre cum on him as I sucked firmly on his massive member. As his hips fucked into my face, his cock swelled in my mouth, his was much bigger than mine and as he jammed it in my mouth I though he would rip open the corners of my mouth as his cock swelled harder in my mouth. But he slowed his pace and began pushing deeper into my mouth, gagging and choking me as it pushed ever deeper down my throat. His balls bouncing on my chin as he fucked my face. This brought laughter from the group as they moved closer. I was still on my knees and my hands were now trying to cover that fact that my own cock, was hard as a rock. I pushed it down between my thighs as best I could. When I felt my arms being pulled up and my shirt pulled up over my body. Sam pushed me back, with drawing his now hard and throbbing cock from my mouth as my shirt slid the rest of the way off. I looked up as Annie ripped the shirt in to long strips while Earl and Mary held my arms. “Hey, Earl, you gotta try him out! He can really suck cock !” “Are you Gay boy?” “ Sam said stepping close enough to wave his cock in my face. “No sir“.. I began but was cut off as Sam shoved his cock back in my mouth, saying, “I don’t care what you are! Just shut the fuck up asshole!, suck my dick!” I choked a bit as he crammed himself down my throat. My arms were tied tightly behind my back and I was pulled to my feet. Sam held my head down keeping his cock in my mouth as I stood bent over. Annie and Mary stood on either side of me and reached down spreading my ass, god that felt good I thought as I continued sucking the huge cock. Then I felt Earl step up behind me. Oh crap I thought as I felt his cock pressing against the pucker of my ass hole. I gave a muffled moan as I felt the girls hands slide over my ass cheeks and pull them open. Someone spit on my ass hole as Earl’s dick pressed in, with drew and then pushed back in, this time sliding in deeper. He pushed slowly and it seemed he had a long thin cock as it felt like it went in forever. In reality this is a fantasy I’d had for years and I was actually enjoying this more than I’m sure they intended! I love using a dildo in my ass but he went deeper than I’d ever gone myself. I groaned again over the cock in my mouth as Earl began stroking in and out inch by inch deeper, stroke by stroke . Until he was withdrawing and plunging back in, bouncing his balls against my own. The two women stood by laughing as their men raped me. Mary said “Hey guy’s is he good? Why don’t you trade places? “ Yeah! Annie chimed in, “Why not? Make him suck Earl’s cock now! It’s only been in his own ass! Ha, Ha Ha!” Good idea!” Earl said pulling out of my ass with a pop followed by a gush of air he’d pumped up my ass. He Farted!” Mary laughed as Earl and Sam traded places. Damn I wish he’d wiped his dick off before waving it in my face, there was no shit on it, thank goodness, but it did stink! His cock was not as fat as Sam but he had to be at least 10 inches long, and it seemed he wanted it all in my mouth as he pushed it down my throat. The taste of my own ass was extremely unpleasant, how I kept from puking I really don’t know. I felt Sam step behind me and jerk my hips up and a with a brutal thrust, buried his fat cock deep in my ass. Annie laughed “look at his eyes bug out! ha ha, bet he never had a cock like my man’s got up his ass!” Mary asked Earl “well how is he baby? Is he as good as me? “ “No way , you wanna finish me off? Now that he’s sucked his shit off my cock? “ Earl asked Mary, pulling out of my mouth. Sam continued pounding his cock into me and now my ass was responding gripping, pushing and pulling at his cock as he thrust into me. “Damn this mother fucker has a great ass! Sam bellowed out and then groaned lou…

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Caught!

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Caught!
Chapter One
Nudist Camp, Adults only, Trespassers will be Sexually Prosecuted!

Quite an unusual sign! I thought, as I drove by the gated side road that led down to the private camp about a mile from my house. I’d’ driven by the camp for years and often wondered if the sign was just for the sake of humor or a real warning. I never had the courage to check it out other than to look it up on the internet, I was seriously tempted to join. I lived in a very rural part of the country for the same reason that the camp was here, I enjoy the freedom that privacy brings. The freedom to walk naked in my own yard and to even take a leak off the back porch if I so choose, are worth the hardships of being out in the boonies.

From the time I was very young I fantasized being a nudist myself As a kid, I had run with a group of kids that had access to pornography at a very young age. We played a very adult version of cowboys and Indians. We ran naked through the wooded areas near our home and engaged in some rather bizarre games until puberty hit us and we went our own ways. Forever giving up the games of childhood. As life took me in a different path as well.

In nature opposites attract and my marriage proved that fact. My wife and I are different in so many ways, not that that’s a bad thing. We tend to balance out our differences and she keeps me out of trouble. Well most of the time. But the desire to relive the games of my childhood grew stronger as I got older. especially when I realized my wife had a fantasy of her own, one that she only revealed just recently, I really began revisiting my past and present fantasies when I realized her fantasies and my own were very compatible. She has given me hints over the years of her desire to have sex in high risk places and situations, and as well she gets a thrill out of watching others who are sexually engaged, and even enjoys some thing that really makes her dear to me. She likes to walk with me at the mall or through crowds at a local tourist area and point out and comment on particularly attractive women and men occasionally. She’s not bi-sexual (unfortunately) but she does have an appreciation of the beauty of the human body. She’s quick to point out those women who have been blessed with natural beauty, and other women who devote all their time and effort on their appearance, and of course those who just dress for the attention that comes from an exposed hip, butt cheek, ample or exposed cleavage and swollen nipples pressing against thin fabric, or peeking out of a loose blouse. The best part is that she doesn’t feel jealous and is confident in our relationship, she realizes she is more to me than just how she looks. I believe she gets a thrill knowing that at times for me its like being a kid in a candy store, who cant wait to satisfy his hunger at home!

Though she does have a voyeuristic streak in her she is turned off by the idea of the nudist camp being just down the road. I tried to talk to her about it but she wouldn’t listen. I tried to explain that its not about having sex its about being naked and unashamed. That most people who go there are just like us they come in all shapes and sizes and go about the same things we do when we go camping only they do it naked. They don’t have mass orgies or swap parties or attack women. But no matter how I argued the point was moot. She just wasn’t interested in the concept of being openly naked around other people. So I decided that I would sneak down to the camp ground and make a hidden video to illustrate my point. I figured if I took pictures from a hidden location I could capture the natural behavior of the campers. Proving my point because of the candid location, she would see that there is nothing shameful about nudism.

She was going to visit family for a week so I took this opportunity to make my video. The morning after she left I awoke early and packed two cameras, extra tape, batteries and got dressed in shorts, a camouflaged tee shirt and sneakers and set out in the dark through the woods behind my house.
The camp was just east of my property so it was easy to find my way as the sun was just beginning to light the eastern horizon. Eventually I came upon an old dirt road which I assumed to be the drive way into the camp. I walked about an hour just off the road in the brush to stay out of sight and soon found myself on a ridge overlooking the road, a small lake and camp ground.

It was just like any other camp ground I’d been to. There was an office, a store, a large shower and two shelters for picnics or meetings. The only thing different was the rest room building, it had no walls, just plumbing fixtures and the roof. From up on the ridge I could see the entire camp along the beach of the small lake. It was late in the season and there were only a few tents and campers scattered about, the occupants still sleeping as the sun rose above the horizon over the lake.

I took out one camera and captured the sunrise over the campground, a perfect start to my video, I thought out loud. Then I looked for a hide away, some where I could set up my cameras and get what I’d come for with out being seen. A little higher up on the ridge I found a clump of brush about 10 feet tall and probably 25 feet in diameter under the canapé of a large tree’s limbs. I was going to set up a camera in the tree and as I pulled myself up onto a lower limb I could see that the clump of bushes was actually like a donut. The center was open and about 15 feet across, there was some trash scattered about, which I thought strange, as there was no other trash any where else. I climbed down and walked around the bush and eventually found a small opening that led into the center, I crawled in and stood up. This was a great spot. I could see out and hear any one sneaking up on me and I had a perfect location to set up a camera overlooking the camp. I was only about 100 feet from the nearest camp site, but probably 50 feet up on the ridge.

I went to work making sure that the camera was totally out of sight. As I finished the set up I noticed movement down below and began recording as the folks began stepping out into the morning light, naked! Just as I had told my wife they were of every size and description. All together there was about 50 people and of them there was only about 10 who were what I’d call attractive the majority were just average and perhaps a bit overweight but still made me wish I was naked with them. The whole scene and my spying began to stir my groin and I felt my cock swelling as my balls tingled. I took out the other camera and took several zoom shots of the people, taking time to focus and comment on the swaying breasts, flopping cocks and bouncing asses, as the folks went about their morning activities. Cooking breakfast and heading over to the shower and restroom structure. I was fascinated and intrigued as I watched these folks casually greeting each other and using the facilities both men and women shamelessly and openly mixing in the showers and at the toilets. “There was no men’s room or ladies room and no one seemed to mind, this is cool!” I said to the camera just before switching it off and leaving the other one to record the overview of the camp.

I had been curious about the trash that was scattered about and gathered some up in a pile. There was a pile of clothes and a bunch of Polaroid film backs most of which the image had been destroyed by the elements. Using a stick I poked at the clothing and found a shirt, a pair of short pants and men’s jockey shorts, all of which were cut and torn, there was also a pair of sneakers with out strings. This was peculiar, I thought, as I started separating the film backings, and found there were several that still had partial images, maybe these would answer the questions. I cleaned them up as best I could. Altogether there was about 20 that had some image left. I sat down in the center of my hide a way and examined the negative images. There were a lot of pictures of the camp ground from just about the same vantage point, obviously some one had had the same idea I had. I started wondering about the sign at the entrance regarding trespassers being sexually prosecuted, and the torn clothes, then I found negative images that were not of the camp ground.

Two naked men were holding a man who seemed to be wearing the very clothes that were laying torn to shreds in the bush. Now I have always found bondage very erotic but as I sorted through the negative images I realized this was some thing more than just bondage. There were two men and two women who were absolutely torturing this guy and at least one other person who took the pictures. My cock was stirring and tenting my shorts as I assembled the pictures in what I felt was chronological order. This guy was held by the two guys as his clothes were cut with a large hunting knife, and torn away by the two naked women the rest of the images were hard to make out but it looked as if the two women were holding this guy as the two men took turns fucking him up the ass. I couldn’t be too sure from the negatives but that’s what it looked like. I was getting quite a hard-on from the images even though I’m not into guys, the idea of being captured and raped in the presence of women really was getting to me. I stood up, opened my shorts and pulled my member free and standing there with my pants around my ankles I proceeded to masturbate, imagining myself in the pictures and enjoying the air on my exposed privates and ass. Hey why not film myself jerking off, I thought, and I set my camera up and stood in front of it as I continued jerking off.

Then the shit hit the fan so to speak as I heard voices coming closer through the trees. I took a rushed step towards my camera and tripped over my pants tangled around my ankles, and fell face first into the dirt with a thump. I laid still, maybe they hadn’t heard me, I thought to myself. But it was not to be, as I heard a woman yell out “ Hey there’s someone over here!” followed by what sounded like a crashing and thrashing about in the brush around me. There’s no feeling like being busted with a boner, especially when my pants were down around my ankles. Not to mention having cameras set up spying on those who were about to have their hands on me in seconds. The thoughts of what happened to the guy in the negatives flashed through my mind but it wasn’t only fear I was feeling at that moment. I was more sexually excited than I had ever been in my life! I laid there with my cock pressing in the dirt and looked up as a very large, naked guy broke through the bush and stood up. He was in his fifties, balding and bearded, I figured, about 6’ 4” and easily over 300 lbs. from the expression on his face he was not in a good mood.

“What the hell are you doing!” He barked at me.

“ Uh, hi there…. Well,,, I was….a….” I started to answer him but it was clear he wasn’t interested in my answer, as I attempted to pull myself up on my knees, and cover the raging boner bouncing in front of me.

“Just shut up and don’t move, asshole!!” He barked down to me. Just as a tall but well built woman came rushing through the bushes saying,

“You got him Sam?”” She was followed by another smaller guy and a shorter very heavy set woman, all of them naked as well.

My little hide a way had just become a very crowded place! From my point of view I knew I was in trouble and I hoped that these folks weren’t going to go postal on me. Still kneeling I found my self at eye level with the big guy’s dick, which was throbbing and slowly swelling as he stood with his hands on his hips staring down over his heaving round belly at me covered in dirt and twigs. I had a horrible feeling that I would soon be sucking cock.

“We don’t care much for trespassers here especially those who spy on us with cameras!” he said angrily, and then continued, “We can call the police or we can deal with it in our own way. What do you say? “

He asked his fellow nudist’s as I knelt silently at their feet not knowing what to do, should I try to run? Won’t go far with my pants around my ankles! Trying to fight my way out was clearly not an option either. So I just knelt there looking as stupid as I felt.

“Annie what do you say? He asks the heavy set woman.

“HHmm we could have some fun with him, couldn’t we, Earl ?! She replied looking at the smaller guy who then smiled and asked the tall well proportioned woman,

”What do you think Mary? You wanna fuck with him or just strip him and send him on to jail? Either way he’s gonna get fucked!” he said with a grin, and obviously becoming aroused himself.

Mary looked down at me over her mountainous breasts, she must have been at least 6 ft with long black hair and though heavy she was very well proportioned and had a beautiful body and face.

“ he does look healthy I think we should keep him at least long enough to teach him not to intrude into other peoples lives!”

She then grabbed me by the hair and bent down into my face. Her face went from a pleasant smile to an awesome grimace as she spoke through her teeth to me.

“What do you think, pervert? You wanna go to jail? Or resolve yourself to taking whatever punishment we deem proper for your criminal trespass! Well! What do you say!”

“I, I, I’m at your mercy Maam.” I replied looking down at her feet in shame.

“Good enough!” Sam said and stepped toward me with his cock in hand, he moved closer rubbing his hand over the thick semi hard length of his penis.

“open up! He ordered rubbing the head over my lips leaving a wet trail of his pre-cum on them. Mary’s hand was still tangled in my hair and she pulled my head back as I opened my mouth. His fat semi erect cock slid in my mouth and his hips began fucking it in and out. I hadn’t had a cock in my mouth since I was about twelve yrs old, but I took it in easily and hoped that by giving him the best head I could imagine, I would possibly buy my way out of this situation with out getting beat up or going to jail.

The fat head of his cock slid over my tongue as I wrapped my lips around its girth. I could taste his sweat, piss and pre cum on him as I sucked firmly on his massive member. As his hips fucked into my face, his cock swelled in my mouth, his was much bigger than mine and as he jammed it in my mouth I though he would rip open the corners of my mouth as his cock swelled harder in my mouth. But he slowed his pace and began pushing deeper into my mouth, gagging and choking me as it pushed ever deeper down my throat. His balls bouncing on my chin as he fucked my face. This brought laughter from the group as they moved closer. I was still on my knees and my hands were now trying to cover that fact that my own cock, was hard as a rock. I pushed it down between my thighs as best I could. When I felt my arms being pulled up and my shirt pulled up over my body.

Sam pushed me back, with drawing his now hard and throbbing cock from my mouth as my shirt slid the rest of the way off. I looked up as Annie ripped the shirt in to long strips while Earl and Mary held my arms.

“Hey, Earl, you gotta try him out! He can really suck cock !”

“Are you Gay boy?” “ Sam said stepping close enough to wave his cock in my face.

“No sir“.. I began but was cut off as Sam shoved his cock back in my mouth, saying, “I don’t care what you are! Just shut the fuck up asshole!, suck my dick!”

I choked a bit as he crammed himself down my throat. My arms were tied tightly behind my back and I was pulled to my feet. Sam held my head down keeping his cock in my mouth as I stood bent over. Annie and Mary stood on either side of me and reached down spreading my ass, god that felt good I thought as I continued sucking the huge cock. Then I felt Earl step up behind me. Oh crap I thought as I felt his cock pressing against the pucker of my ass hole. I gave a muffled moan as I felt the girls hands slide over my ass cheeks and pull them open. Someone spit on my ass hole as Earl’s dick pressed in, with drew and then pushed back in, this time sliding in deeper.

He pushed slowly and it seemed he had a long thin cock as it felt like it went in forever. In reality this is a fantasy I’d had for years and I was actually enjoying this more than I’m sure they intended! I love using a dildo in my ass but he went deeper than I’d ever gone myself. I groaned again over the cock in my mouth as Earl began stroking in and out inch by inch deeper, stroke by stroke . Until he was withdrawing and plunging back in, bouncing his balls against my own. The two women stood by laughing as their men raped me.

Mary said “Hey guy’s is he good? Why don’t you trade places? “

Yeah! Annie chimed in, “Why not? Make him suck Earl’s cock now! It’s only been in his own ass! Ha, Ha Ha!”

Good idea!” Earl said pulling out of my ass with a pop followed by a gush of air he’d pumped up my ass.

He Farted!” Mary laughed as Earl and Sam traded places.

Damn I wish he’d wiped his dick off before waving it in my face, there was no shit on it, thank goodness, but it did stink! His cock was not as fat as Sam but he had to be at least 10 inches long, and it seemed he wanted it all in my mouth as he pushed it down my throat. The taste of my own ass was extremely unpleasant, how I kept from puking I really don’t know. I felt Sam step behind me and jerk my hips up and a with a brutal thrust, buried his fat cock deep in my ass.

Annie laughed “look at his eyes bug out! ha ha, bet he never had a cock like my man’s got up his ass!”

Mary asked Earl “well how is he baby? Is he as good as me? “

“No way , you wanna finish me off? Now that he’s sucked his shit off my cock? “ Earl asked Mary, pulling out of my mouth.

Sam continued pounding his cock into me and now my ass was responding gripping, pushing and pulling at his cock as he thrust into me.

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As I lay beside him I looked into his eyes, those chocolate brown eyes that had drawn me to him all those years ago. I touched his hand and I can’t help but notice how his milk chocolate skin still complements my snow white complexion. How far we have come since that day we first met. I still remember it so well like it had just happened.

I was on the swim team, and most if not all of the girls had their eyes on me. Although girls were not quite for me, it was still quite flattering. I was captain of the team for three of the four years I was in high school. It was my senior year and my grades had always suffered but my coach was always able to convince the teachers to make slight changes so that I could stay on the team. However now there was talk of me not being able to graduate and with the scholarship offers that I had that was not a possibility. My parents and the teachers decided that I would need to get a tutor.

I was not too excited about that idea, until I saw him. I opened the door and he put his hand out to greet me, “Hi my name is James are you Brandon?” he asked.

He was a sophomore in college and the sexiest man I ever had laid eyes on, His skin so smooth and dark, he was taller than me and had the deepest brown eyes I had ever seen, almost like he could see through me.

“Yes.” I replied.

“Hi I am here to go over some of your assignments with you.”

I was instantly aroused. I tried my best to cover it with one of my textbooks but I was almost positive that he noticed judging from the sly smile that appeared on his face. We went up to my room and I admired his ass as he walked up the stairs.

I hated school and my frustration was visible. He did his best to keep me focused but between these boring assignments and my growing hard on there was no way I could concentrate. I was deep in thought going over his body with my eyes thinking of what it would be like to kiss him all over, wondering how his dick looked and tasted. He was saying something, “Did you hear me Brandon?” I had no clue what he said and I asked him to repeat it again. “I said you have beautiful green eyes.” I turned all shades of red and pink. I had no clue what to say. As I was going over all possible responses. He kissed me on the lips so gently so soft almost like a mother would kiss her child.
I returned his kiss mine was more eager his lips opened as my tongue dove right in, his mouth so warm against my own. He placed his hand over my erection and squeezed forming a wet spot on my pants. He pulled his mouth away from mine and looked down he slowly unzipped my pants and removed my penis from my boxers.

I pulled them all the way off and removed my shirt. I was standing in front of him completely nude, he walked over to my bed and I followed him. I sat on the bed as he kissed my entire body from my lips to my bellybutton he stopped right over my dick which was not very large about six inches and was cut, he looked up at me and smiled he cupped my balls in his hand and started to squeeze them that alone was enough to make me cum but I fought off the urge to do so. In one swift motion he took me into his mouth sucking me to the base of my cock and back up to the tip paying careful attention to the precum dripping from the head. I ran my fingers through his curly hair guiding up and down on my cock. My body began to tighten my eyes rolled back in my head. I didn’t want to cum yet but he was hitting all the right spots like he knew exactly how I liked it. With just four more licks of his tongue I came. I came hard and strong he caught every drop of what I had to give some of it dribbled down the side of his cheek. He came back up and kissed me again. I licked my cum off of his cheek and tasted myself. It was so sweet especially coming from his beautiful face.

He undressed himself as I watched him his …

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