At last, he let go of my cock and panted heavily. I slowly lifted myself from Brad’s wet cock and rolled onto the bed next to Clint. Brad then released himself from Clint’s giant cock and lay next to me on the bed. We were all breathing heavily from this exercise. I felt a hand come from either side of me and get placed gently on my subsiding cock.
After a while I managed to say, “Thanks guys. That was the best I’ve ever experienced. I don’t think anything could top that.”
I heard a snicker come from both sides of me.
“What’s your name?”
“Joe,” I replied.
“Well, Joe, you ain’t had nothing yet,” said Clint.
“That I can’t believe,” I laughed.
“Trust us, we mean it. When we get together, anything can happen,” laughed Brad giving my limp cock a gentle squeeze.
We got off the bed and tried to clean ourselves as best we could and got dressed. Brad slipped his Speedo back on, and I stood and admired his beautiful shape, both in the Speedo and out. Clint looked on the floor for his clothes and picked up a pair of shorts. He poured himself into them and stood there waiting to be admired. His shorts were so short and tight that it was a wonder that his huge dick could fit in there, in fact when I looked, the head of his dick was sticking out from the waistband of them. I bent over and kissed the top of his cock that was sticking out. “I hope I see you again,” I said addressing his cock.
They both laughed and said, “We hope that we see you again. As far as payment is concerned, this one was on the house – provided we see you again and you come to us.”
I went out into the cool, moonlit night feeling as though I was on a cloud. When I got home, I felt satisfied, but deep down I had a gnawing question of what Clint had meant when he said, “You ain’t had nothing yet?”
Maybe next week I’ll go back and find out.
Hot Basement Sex
By Dan DeVeaux
From the time I woke up late in the morning, I knew it was going to be a good day. First of all, the sun was shining bright this May day. Second, it was a Tuesday, and I didn’t have any classes at the community college where I was a nineteen-year-old freshman. I lived with my mother who worked full time, so I would have the house to myself. I woke up horny as usual with a good-size hard-on. But I thought I’d start the day by washing my car and delay having a good jack-off session until later. Not wanting to soil my good jeans, I went down to the basement to fish a dirty pair of cut-offs out of the laundry basket. Since I was alone in the house, I went down there in just my jockey shorts and loafers.
Being an old house, the basement had thirty-inch high windows which made it bright enough in the daylight without turning on the light switch. Besides, I only expected to be down there a few minutes. Our old house had what’s called a “grade door” at the side. It opened to the same level as the driveway to a small vestibule; which was four steps below our kitchen door and seven steps above the basement. I didn’t realize that on the day the meter reader came, my mother locked the kitchen door but left the grade door unlocked, so the meter reader could access the meter in the basement. And I didn’t know that the meter reader came on the first Tuesday of the month. And this was the first Tuesday.
So, I was shocked when, as I reached into the laundry basket to retrieve the pair of cut-offs, I heard the grade door open, a voice call out “meter reader” and footsteps on the basement stairs. Wearing only my jockeys, and with my dick still half erect, I backed into the shadows, so I wouldn’t be visible for the few minutes I expected him to be there. As expected, he walked to the wall where the meter was, entered the reading on his hand-held device, then turned and walked toward the stairway. All of a sudden, he stopped as if contemplating something, then put his reading device down on the workbench. Now facing in my direction, I saw that he was a real “hottie,” early twenties, probably, with a great build, a handsome face with curly dark hair and a bulging basket. Yeah, that really intriguingly big bulging basket made my own dick jump in my jockeys.
I immediately began fantasizing about what a big dick he must have and how great it would be to take hold of it. Still being a virgin, I had never even seen another guy’s hard-on, much less touched one. So I couldn’t believe my eyes when he unzipped his fly, pulled his big dick out and began to pee into the basement floor drain. Even half erect, it was a monster. When he finished peeing, he didn’t stick his dick back in his pants. Instead, he just held it out there for a while then began to run his hand up and down his dick shaft. I watched his dick grow to full length while he jacked it slowly. It was awesome. Of course, by this time my hand was in my own jockeys doing a number on my own swelling dick. When he pulled his pants down to his knees, showing that he wore no underwear, and began to jack off in earnest, I thought I would faint. I had never seen a guy jack off before except for the times I did it in front of my mom’s full-length mirror. Now seeing the meter man jerk his meat in my full view, my knees felt weak, and my heart began to beat faster and faster. Wow, what a show he was giving me.
The meter guy picked up the tempo, throwing his head back in ecstasy as he pounded his meat mercilessly. In the shadows, I beat my meat just as furiously. I was so carried away that I stepped back too far, knocking a box of empty cans and bottles off a chair. It made such a loud crash, scaring me so, that I jumped out in the open, fully exposing myself to the meter hunk. At the same time, he jumped and stopped, momentarily, but never took his hand off his throbbing dick.
“Well, it looks like I have unexpected company,” he said in a friendly voice. “I thought I was alone.”
“I live here,” I said stupidly.
“Oh really. I thought maybe you were visiting from Mars. Anyway, you’ve got a nice size cock there in your hand. Why don’t you let me see it close up?”
I was frozen, unable to move. So he moved close to me, took hold of my dick and rubbed it against his. It sent new sensations through my body. It was surreal. My sexual excitement intensified rapidly.
“How do you like rubbing cocks, Dude? I think it’s better than shaking hands, don’t you? I have to admit you gave me quite a scare jumping out of the shadows like you did. But with a big cock like yours, I can’t complain as long as I can eat it for lunch. Hand me a towel from that clothes basket. My name’s Tony, by the way. What’s yours, you young hunk?”
“Sean,” I said in a weak voice, my breath still short.
I did as told retrieving a towel, which Tony dropped to the floor in front of me. Then dropping to his knees, he took my dick in his hand and nibbled on my dickhead with his hot tongue, which drove me crazy. Still pumping his own dick, he ran his tongue along the shaft of mine, coaxing it even harder. Then he pushed his mouth down all the way to the base of my dick and deep-throated me. I never imagined anything could feel so good. Up and down on my dick his mouth went, interrupting only occasionally, to suck my balls until I thought they would explode. I hadn’t even known that you sucked balls, but I sure liked the sensation now that mine were getting full treatment.
“Nice balls, Sean. Great to suck. I see they’re filling out big time. Looks like you’re going to shoot a big load. Well, I’m going to swallow it, baby, so let loose whenever you want. Tony is ready for it.”
I hadn’t even thought about what I’d do when I was ready to shoot, but now with Tony’s invitation, I let go a cum load that I only wished I could have seen. I could feel volley after volley of cum releasing from my swollen cock until it was running out of the side of Tony’s mouth, and he was gorging on my man-pudding like it was a gourmet delicacy. I emptied my balls thoroughly, panting like a dog in heat. Wow. What an orgasm. What an unbelievable first experience. What a hot sex partner. This was far better than any of my fantasies.
Tony’s sex pole was still sticking straight out full of anticipation. It was huge, had to be eight or nine inches. I marveled at both its length and its girth. His hand-jobbing while he sucked me had kept it hard as a rock and craving action.
“Now it’s your turn, Sean. On your knees, baby. My cock needs some real affection. Show it a good time. Suck the hell out of it with that hot mouth of yours.”
I had never sucked a cock before although I had fantasized about it many times, usually while jacking off. And often while looking at a gay porn magazine where all the guys seemed to have nine-inch dicks and were pictured in various positions of sucking and fucking. Real hot stuff.
“This is my first time,” I admitted honestly. “Let me know if I do it OK.”
“Just watch your teeth because they’re sharp and can hurt. Use your lips. Do like I did and just nibble on my cockhead at first. Then lick my shaft up and down and, finally, take my whole cock in your mouth and suction as hard as you can. My cock will respond, you can bet. I’ll let you know when I’m ready to shoot and you can decide then whether you want to swallow my load or have me cum on your chest. So go for it and enjoy it as much as I will.”
I did as instructed and was surprised how big his dick felt in my mouth. And how good. I didn’t mind the musty smell of his crotch. In fact it was a turn-on. I sucked his monster dick long and hard, enjoying a new experience for me. I was a little shocked when the precum oozed out of his dick but took it all in stride. I sucked his big balls as well, taking them in my mouth one at a time and squeezing them with my mouth just enough to make Tony squeal with appreciation. Those big orbs started swelling up big time, so I knew he was building up a real head of sexual steam.
It wasn’t long before he yelled out, “I’m ready to shoot, baby, where do you want it, mouth or chest.”
This was my first blow job, and I really wasn’t ready to taste another guy’s cum pudding, so I opted out. Besides, I really wanted to watch him shoot what I knew would be a huge load. One that had been building up for forty minutes.
“Chest please,” I said just in time as Tony’s cum fireworks started the minute he pulled out of my mouth.
“Yeah, watch this load, Sean, watch me shoot the moon with a big cum explosion. Yeah, there it is. Aw fuck, fuck, fuck. Just like a fucking volcano. My balls are loaded, man, and I intend to empty them down to the last drop. Yeah, that feels great. I needed to unload those fuckers before they burst like punctured balloons.”
Tony sure put on quite a show. I couldn’t have imagined a cum load that huge. Seemed as if he just came and came and then came some more. His entire body shook as he lobbed his cum missiles toward me, hitting my chest, chin and even my forehead.
“Stick your tongue out, Sean, and I’ll give you a little taste of genuine Tony cum pudding. See how you like it. Someday, you’ll be begging for it I bet.”
Reluctantly, I did as I was told and Tony laid a big blob of his hot cum on my licker. It was tart and nasty I thought and quickly decided it wasn’t for me, but I had given it a shot, anyway. Anything for this hot sex animal I was servicing.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Tony bellowed as the last drops of his cock-juice left his still-stiff dick. “You worked me up an awesome load, Sean, and now I’m exhausted. Really shot.”
“Me, too,” I said, still recovering from the excitement of giving my first blow job. “Let’s go upstairs and sack out for a while.”
Fortunately, this was Tony’s last stop for the day, so he happily agreed, and we went up to my bedroom where we both got naked, kissed a few times and then slid between the cool sheets on the bed and fell instantly asleep. About an hour later, I woke up to the feeling of someone sucking my dick, and saw Tony’s head bobbing up and down on it. It felt great, and I watched as Tony got me fully hard again with his hot mouth working overtime but, obviously, enjoying it. I ran my hand through his curly hair to show my appreciation. What an exciting way to wake up, with a blow job. I decided I could really get into man-to-man sex.
“This was just for openers, Sean baby. Just to get you hot enough to proceed with our lovemaking. I’ve got my eyes on your cute little ass. I want to fuck you real bad.”
“I’ve never been fucked, Tony. I don’t know if I can do it.” I said noticing the size of his already hard dick. “Your dick is so huge it might not fit in my ass.”
“Not to worry, Sean. I’ll go easy on you. I’ll work my big missile up your chute one way or the other. But I need it bad, man. Real bad. Besides, I think you’ll like it once you try it. Most guys do I’ve found. Now, have you got some lube?”
Actually, I did have some lube. Used it a couple of times to stick my finger up my ass and work it around for some cheap thrills but never anything nearly the size of Tony’s huge fuck tool. So I fetched it, but Tony put it aside for the moment.
“Lie on your back, put your legs in the air and pull them back as far as you can so I can see that cute rosy hole of yours. Yeah, that’s it. Your glory hole is sweet. Real sweet. Needs to be eaten as well as fucked. Now I’ll put a pillow under your ass to get it up high enough for an easy fuck. But first a few prelims. Know what rimming is? I’m going to run my hot tongue around the rim of your hole to get you really turned on. Then tongue your hole to loosen you up. Here goes.”
With that explanation, he started in on me. God, his tongue felt good as he probed around my sensitive hole – sensations I had never felt before. When Tony’s tongue did battle with my sphincter, I thought I would go ballistic. What a sexual rush I got. Next he worked a well-lubed finger into my sphincter, and it parted to let the intruder in. Again I was feeling great new sensations as Tony’s finger massaged my prostate although, at the time, I didn’t know that was the cause. After he repeated this action with two fingers, I braced myself for the final assault from his impatient dick, still hard as rock. When it came, it was gangbusters. Even with all the foreplay and lubing, it wasn’t an easy penetration.
“God, Sean, your ass is really tight. I thought working those fingers around in you would loosen you up, but your still tight as hell. Breathe in as I thrust against you. I know you can take me. And my stubborn cock won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”
“Ow. It hurts when you push in me so hard. Lube us up some more. Maybe that will help. It feels like you’re trying to shove a baseball bat up my ass.”
“Yeah, your sphincter is stretching out like never before. Sorry for the pain, but it should abate before long and the ecstasy kicks in. It will be worth the slight discomfort. I know since I’ve been fucked a few times myself.”
Deeper and deeper, Tony worked his massive dick into my glory hole until he had pushed his entire eight and a half inches past my reluctant sphincter into my hot chasm of delight. The pain was still there, but as promised, the ecstasy began as well. I had never imagined anything as sexually exciting as this. Gradually, Tony stepped up the momentum of his thrusts until he attained a fast fucking rhythm that started me jerking my own dick like a madman trying to keep up.
“Yeah, Tony, fuck me harder, give me all you’ve got, man.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying, but it suddenly felt so good the way he was pounding my ass. And Tony really threw himself into every thrust as my moaning and pleading inspired him. Wham. Wham. Wham. We were like two fucking animals rutting in the wild. No holds barred. It was awesome for both of us.
Finally, Tony reached his moment of orgasm. He pulled out of me and shot off like the Fourth of July. His cum shots sailed high in the air, hitting all parts of my body. I suddenly had a coating of his ball-jam all the way up to my chest. It seemed to take forever for him to empty his giant nuts, and he moaned with excitement and gratification as it went on. I watched in amazement at the fireworks, hardly believing my eyes, until the gusher finally stopped.
Exhausted again, we engaged in some deep, passionate kissing while still rubbing our cocks together because we didn’t want the moment to end. After a while, we bowed to the inevitable as our dicks slowly shrunk. We staggered to the shower and turned on the water full force. It ran off our bodies in a sensual but soothing manner that was welcome and restorative. We kissed some more with the water still running off us. Tony grabbed my ass and pulled my body t
ightly against his. Our cocks responded but only for a moment. They had had their day. And so had we. More than we could have hoped for.
“I don’t want to let go of you,” Tony whispered in my ear. “I want to hold you forever. You gave me some of the best sex I ever had. And I think you learned a lot about it, too. And enjoyed it.”
I felt the same way but was still too shy to express it. But I think my body pressing tightly against his and my hot kisses spoke for me. Besides, my head was still spinning from the hot sexual action. Finally, my virginity was lost forever and good riddance. With Tony, I had experienced passionate man-to-man sex, and it was better than I could have imagined. I didn’t know where it would lead and for the moment I didn’t care. I was still savoring the moments of extreme sexual pleasure I had been privileged to share with a beautiful, sensitive guy.
As I had earlier anticipated, it had been a very good day.
Many Happy Returns
By Jordan Castillo Price
Kenneth shot a plastic tab through the seam of a hideous sweater. He wasn’t sure why he bothered. It wasn’t as if the sweater hadn’t been returned at least three times. Not that it was defective, per se. It was just so ugly that no one would ever want it.
But Kenneth was only there to earn enough money to buy a new computer. Part-time, seasonal work seemed harmless enough, or at least it had, the day he’d accepted the job of staffing the most obscure return desk in the least-known sub-basement of SaverPlus.
He shot a plastic tag through a baseball cap, and wondered what type of person would return a hat. Someone with a head that was really big, or really small? He decided that he thought too much. Always had.
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