Message-ID: <56348asstr$1185739802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: e16g2000pri.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: mrdfw@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <1185727702.328353.156780@e16g2000pri.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:48:23 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 7.0; Windows NT 5.1; YComp 5.0.0.0; iebar; .NET CLR 1.0.3705),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: e16g2000pri.googlegroups.com; posting-host=75.9.55.193; posting-account=ps2QrAMAAAA6_jCuRt2JEIpn5Otqf_w0 X-Spam-Prev-Subject: Glory Hole Boy - Part Two (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mm, mild bdsm, oral, anal, analingus, ass-to-mouth) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 09:48:22 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Glory Hole Boy - Part Two (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mm, mild bdsm, oral, anal, analingus, ass-to-mouth) X-Original-Subject: [spam 5.4] Glory Hole Boy - Part Two (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mm, mild bdsm, oral, anal, analingus, ass-to-mouth) Lines: 177 Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/56348> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, Sagittaria Glory Hole Boy - Part Two (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mm, mild bdsm, oral, anal, analingus, ass-to-mouth) The following material is for adults only. If you are forbidden to read or obtain this type of material because of either content or your age please discontinue now. It is a work of adult sexual fantasy. It's not meant to depict anyone real either alive or dead. I like hearing from people who enjoyed the writing please drop me a line at mrdfw@hotmail.com if you enjoyed the story. Copyright 2007. You may repost this on another free site but please not on a pay site without asking first. Glory Hole Boy - Part Two (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mm, mild bdsm, oral, anal, analingus, ass-to-mouth) I don't know how to describe the feeling that was building in me as I followed the guy to his house. In the past I had always hooked-up in adult bookstores or a park - anonymous. I was going to a guy's house this time. He pulled into the driveway of an old wood frame house. I parked out front. He had the door unlocked by the time I walked up onto his porch. When we got inside it was pretty awkward. There was a lot of sexual tension in the air. "You wanna check out a movie?" he asked. "Umm... Yeah. Sure," I answered. He put in a porn DVD showing a slender blond girl taking on three guys. She was so petite she seemed overwhelmed by these three big fuckers. All three of the guys had nice big cocks. There were plenty of close ups of the girl blowing the guys, them smearing their cocks on her face, and pounding away at her cunt and ass channel. As an aside: I have always loved blow job jpgs as much for the fat cocks as for the model's pretty face. It was just an all around hot video. "How often you go down to the arcade?" he asked. "Every couple of weeks I guess. How 'bout you?" I asked. "About the same. Maybe a little more." He paused then said, "You were nasty as fuck back there. You like doing that stuff?" "Yeah... but today was definitely wilder than usual," I smiled. He started to openly rub his cock through his pants as he watched the movie. My attention was divided between watching the movie and watching him. "Be right back," he said getting up from the couch, "I need to take a leak." He went to the bathroom and returned a few minutes later. Instead of sitting back down he stood next to where I sat on the couch. His crotch was only about a foot from my face. He stood and watched the movie. In a few minutes he was rubbing his dick again. It was right in my face almost. I turned to see what he was doing and he outlined his hard pecker in his jeans for me to see. Fuck. I was horny as fuck now. I turned back to the TV, but could see him shift so that he was facing me not the TV. I could hear his zipper going down and out of the corner of my eye I could see him pulling his cock out. He edged closer until he was rubbing the head of his dick on the side of my face leaving a trail of precum. I turned my head smearing his leaking prick on my face. I wasn't even using my hands - just rubbing my face on his cock. "Mmmm," he groaned. I was feeling so nasty. I started kissing and licking my way up and down the length of his heavily veined dick shaft. Then I took him in my mouth. "Fuck, Yeah," he said. With just the bulbous head in my mouth I sucked as hard as I could while swirling my tongue around the head of his prick. "Yeah. Suck that cock." Then I worked my way down the hard cock shaft. "Fuck. Yeah. Work that dick." I tried to throat him a couple of times until I gagged. Tears were running down my face and I was panting. I felt so nasty. I went back to licking and kissing his dick shaft while I recovered. "You like sucking my prick?" he asked. "Yessss. Mmmm. I'm your cocksucker," I answered taking my mouth off of his dick briefly. "Mmmm. Yeah. Mmmm. You're my Cocksucker." While I was working his prick the guy was becoming more and more vocal. It was getting me hotter and hotter. I licked down to his nuts and took them into my mouth one at a time and sucked them as I stroked his cock. I licked at his nut sack, bathing them with my tongue. I was working the underside of his nuts when he lifted a leg and put his foot on the coffee table. This spread his legs enough to give me access to his perineum. I licked noisily at the flesh separating his nuts from his asshole. I pressed my face to him to work my tongue closer and closer to his sphincter. I felt the puckered flesh of his anal entry and started flipping my tongue over the orifice. "Yeah. Eat my asshole," he encouraged. After awkwardly trying to tongue fuck his shit hole he pulled away and bent over the coffee table giving my hungry mouth and tongue full access to his shit hole. I attacked in ravenously. I felt so slutty lapping up and down his ass crack, smearing my face against his butt. "Where are your clothes pins?" he asked. Without taking my mouth and tongue out of his anal crack I reached in my pocket and pulled out the clothes pins. "Strip so I can put them on you," he said pulling his ass away from my sucking lips. I stood and pulled my t-shirt over my head then dropped my shorts. He stood next to me and french kissed me hard. He thrust his tongue into my open mouth. We slurped at each others tongues - kissing deeply and hard. He broke the kiss. I know he could taste himself on my lips. He reached up and started pinching and twisting my nipples. He started gently but built up to roughly working my distended nips. Finally he let them go and snapped the clothes pins on them. After the work out he was giving them with his fingers it was a bit of a relief. But it was short lived because with one hand he flipped and twisted the clothes pin and with the other he started jacking my dick. Fuck I was hot. I was grinding my hips into his stroking hand and moaning. He stepped to my side while still stroking my prick. He stopped toying my nipples and started running his fingers up and down the crack of my ass. He stopped at my puckered ass hole and slowly started applying pressure with his finger. He forced his finger up my dry fuck hole. He withdrew then held his hand up to my mouth and ordered, "Spit." I spit in his hand and he returned his attention to my ass hole. He smeared my spit on my asshole then worked his finger back in my hole. He withdrew and then put two fingers in me. I could feel my cum starting to boil in my nuts at this point. "Slow down or I'm going to shoot," I warned him. He slowed down his strokes and I temporarily backed from the edge of blowing my load. He started matching the tempo of his stroking fist and his pistoning fingers as I stood grinding my hips. "Spit in my hand again," he ordered as he pulled his two fingers from my asshole. He smeared the saliva on my asshole then held his stinking fingers to my mouth. "Get them good and wet," he ordered me as I took his fingers into my mouth. I could taste my ass on the fingers that were in my shit hole. I got as much spit on them as I could and spit in his hand one last time. He formed a wedge with three fingers and worked it up my anal cavity. It hurt some but he took his time when I hissed in pain a little. Finally he had the three fingers wedged into me as far as they would go. He pulled out and added his pinky to the wedge of fingers and started forcing his way up my fuck channel. I could feel that I was going to be able to handle it and was able to relax. He stopped stroking my dick to concentrate on stretching my sphincter. I started lightly stroking my own cock to keep myself excited, but not fast enough to push me closer to my cum. At this point he pulled his fingers out of my ass and had me kneel on his coffee table. My asshole was level with his crotch. He pushed his dick all of the way up me on the first stroke. My guts cramped in pain. "Fuck," I groaned dropping to my elbows with my ass still raised submissively for him to use. His cock lodged in my fuck channel. After pausing for me to get used to having his prick buried in my ass, he started fucking away at my asshole. I knelt there with two clothes pins hanging off of my nipples and received the pounding. He was hot as hell and didn't last long. In a couple of minutes his hard steady pounding strokes up my ass channel deteriorated into a spasmatic thrusting as he emptied his nuts into my fuck hole. After a couple of seconds he pulled out of my ass. I was still hot as fuck. When I turned and saw his spent and nasty prick I impulsively bent down and took his tool, stinking of my ass, into my mouth and cleaned him off. I jacked off my own cock and quickly blew my load at his feet. We were both spent. We were a little awkward with each other as we went about cleaning ourselves up. We finally introduced ourselves by name. He gave me his phone number and I left. Out of remorse or guilt of whatever I threw away his phone number. But, I knew where he lived and I knew I would be back. Fuck. What had I gotten myself into? The End (Part Two) -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+