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{ASSGM} He Remembers Me 1/2 {S Lilith} (Slow Msolo MM 1st Cons Anal)
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        He remembers me, Tom thought as he walked past the check out counter 
toward the back of the store.  He had seen the video store owners eyes  
those eyes smirked at Tom as he passed.
        Today was the second day in a row Tom had come to the video store at 
lunchtime.  He had checked out three videos yesterday: Bi-Orgies, Ass 
Fucking Trannies, and Impossible Shemale Penetrations.  He had returned 
them this morning, dropping them discretely in the after-hours slot.
        With all his customers, how could he possibly remember me? Tom 
thought.  It had to be his imagination, he reasoned.  Brought on by guilt, 
no doubt.
        Tom was twenty-four years old and had been married for four years.  
His wife, Tina, always spent three days with her mother in Minneapolis 
every six months  and, Tom always used these seventy two hours to play.  
He surfed porn on the internet and checked out fuck films.  It was 
harmless, really.
        This year he was trying something a little kinky:  He had found this 
video store on the west side of town that rented X rated films in a tiny 
adult section in the back.  Since he didnt know anybody in this part of 
town, he decided to indulge his bi-curiosity.
        His pulse had been racing when he started browsing yesterday 
afternoon.  Tom had breathed a sigh of relief when he had gone into the 
adult room and found it empty.  
        Today was no different, the room was empty as he entered through the 
flimsy door and let it close behind him.
        Shelves of fuck films took up every inch of wall space from floor to 
ceiling.  Every subject was here: straight fucking, lesbians, and gang 
bangs took up most of the space.  One shelf was devoted to gays, 
bisexuals, and transsexuals.
        Tom hated the way the gay films and shemale films were jumbled 
together.  He was, after all, not gay.  He loved Tina, it was just that he 
needed some spice  some variety.  There was something about these 
bisexual and tranny films that made his pulse pound.
        Tom was searching through the top shelf when the door opened.  The 
store owner, a tall-stocky man in his mid-forties, walked in carrying an 
arm load of adult film cases.
        Tom moved to the side quickly, grabbing a video from the next shelf 
over called Anal Cheerleaders.
        The owner was placing the returned videos in their places.  He 
stepped beside Tom and passed one of the boxes in front of his face as he 
found its spot.
        The film was one of Toms.  The front cover of Ass Fucking 
Trannies filled his vision.  The cover showed a tall brunette shemale on 
her hands and knees, smiling back at her lover who was pushing his 
unbelievably long dick into her gaping hole.  Tom blushed.
        Sorry, close quarters in here, the store owner said, and then 
continued placing the other films.
        Tom smiled politely and took a step back.
        The owner finished then grabbed a title from the shelf, Have you 
seen this one yet?
        Tom looked down at the offered film.  Shemale Cumsluts was written 
in big pink letters over a beautiful, feminine face that was glistening 
with milky white cum.
        N No.  Im not really into well, you know, Tom said.
        The man looked shocked, Oh Im sorry.  I didnt mean to offend 
you.  I thought you had checked out some of these types of films 
yesterday
        Uh Oh, yeah, that was a mistake Tom said, and immediately 
realized that he sounded ridiculous.  Nobody picks up three of these 
movies by mistake.  What am I saying, Tom said with a smile.  Im 
sorry, this is all just sort of new to me.
        The big man smiled and offered his hand, Hey, its okay.  My names 
Bob.
        Tom shook the thick fingered hand, Tom.
        Wifes out of town? Bob said with a sly grin.
        Yeah.  Im not gay, Im just curious, Tom said.
        Hey, you dont have to explain it to me.  Variety is the spice of 
life.  I like to watch these films too.  Thats why Im suggesting this 
one, Bob said, pushing the DVD case into Toms hand.
        For some reason, Tom was beginning to feel at ease with this man.  
There was something comforting about him.  Is it hot? Tom asked.
        Bob nodded, Theres one scene in here where these two trannies take 
turns deep throating this huge cock.  When the stud pops, he covers them 
both.  Its very hot.
        Okay, Ill check it out.  Any other recommendations? Tom asked.
        Bob turned back to the shelves, Hmm, let me see.  Oh, yeah.  He 
snatched down two cases and offered them.  One was Trannie Fucking 
Academy, the other was Backroom Leather Boys  a gay film.
        Oh, umm, this one looks like its just guys, Tom said.
        Bob smiled, Tom, all these films are just guys.
        No, well, you know, I mean, this one is guys who all look like 
guys, Tom said, taking the shemale flick and handing the gay film back.
        Bob didnt take it, Listen.  Ill let you try that one free.  If 
you dont like it, no harm done.
        But Tom began.
        Tom, you know you arent gay.  I know you arent gay.  Nobody else 
is even going to know you looked at it.  Its okay.  Explore, Bob said.
                 .             .               .
        That night, Tom lay back on his and Tinas bed.  He had covered the 
sheets in brown towels.  The bedroom mirror was angled so he could see 
himself and the television.
        Not bad, Tom thought, looking at himself in the mirror.  He was 
skinny, five feet ten inches.  He had the atheletic body of a runner, 
which he was.  His body was sculpted in long thin muscles.
        He had a nice, thick, six inch cock, which he was jacking slowly as 
he watched himself in the mirror.  The red light on the tripod mounted 
video camera blinked at him from the foot of the bed.
  
      Tom had set the camera up on a whim.  Its signal fed into the 
computer Tom had wheeled on its cart to the side of the bed.
        He was all set, Shemale Cumsluts was playing on the wall mounted 
TV/DVD combo, he was logged into adult chat, he had a remote control for 
the camera and the television, and, most importantly, he had a big bottle 
of lube.
        Tom was surfing the video chat rooms.  So far, all he had found were 
middle-aged fat chicks showing their floppy tits and guys jerking off for 
them.  He had found one woman who wasnt totally sloppy, but she had 
rejected him when she saw he only had six inches of meat.  Theres lots 
of you guys out there, she had said.  I can afford to throw the little 
ones back
        Tom had told her to go fuck herself, which she proceeded to do.  Tom 
had turned his attention to the tranny movie.  Bob had been right, it was 
hot.  Tom slid his slick hand up and down his throbbing cock.
        The computer chirped.  A message was on the screen, Nu Ma$t3r has 
requested to view your webcam.  Allow Y/N.
        Tom leaned over and clicked on Nu Ma$t3rs name.  The profile opened 
up: Male, age: undisclosed, orientation: gay, location:
        Toms eyes widened.  The location was a nearby city.  A gay man 
wants to look at me naked, Tom thought.  Should I?
        Tom grabbed the camera remote and made the lens tilt down.  His body 
now filled the shot, but his face was not visible.  He turned to the 
computer and clicked Yes.
        The question box went away.  Toms onscreen image now had a line of 
text beneath it: Nu Ma$t3r is viewing your webcam.
        What do I do now? Tom thought.  What does a gay man want to see?  
Tom spread his legs a little, zoomed in on his crotch, and stroked his 
dick harder.
        The computer chirped, causing Rod to jump.
        A message had popped up, Nu Ma$t3r: Hi, Age?
        Toms hand shook as he typed one-handed, 24.  You?
        The reply came back, Older.  Is that ok?
        Sure, Tom typed.
        Where U? Nu Ma$t3r asked.
        Tom typed in the name of his city.
        Cool.  Close by.  Youre beautiful, came the reply.
        Tom blushed, Thanx.
        Youre welcome.  Can you spread your legs a little wider?
        Tom did, and was rewarded with an Mmmmm.
        Toms cock lurched, threatening to blow.
        Dont cum yet, Nu Ma$t3r typed.
        Tom let go of his cock, Sorry.
        Its okay.  Can you lift your legs and spread them?  Show me your 
hole, boy, he typed.
        Tom gasped.  Could he do that?  This man was within miles of him, 
jacking off, asking to see Toms asshole.  Tom quivered, and then grasped 
the back of his thighs, lifted them, and spread himself open.  His pink 
asshole came into view.
        God, youre so fucking hot, boy.  Put some lube on that boy hole, 
Nu Ma$t3r ordered.
        Tom squirted a glob of clear lube onto his hand and slowly began to 
rub it into his crotch and across his hole.
        Push some inside, boy, Nu Ma$t3r typed.
        Tom sighed as he began sliding the lube into his tight hole.  It 
throbbed with his pulse.  He could feel it with his finger tips.
        Put your index finger in, boy, Nu Ma$t3r said.
        The only things Tom had ever had in his ass had been a thermometer, 
and enema nozzle during a hospital stay, and a suppository.  He typed to 
Nu Ma$t3r, Ive never done that before.
        Virgin? Nu Ma$t3r typed.
        Yes, Tom replied.
        Awesome!  Youre going to make a delicious boytoy, and youre going 
to make some stud VERY happy Now, put your index finger in.  Slow.  Just 
to the first knuckle, Nu Mas$t3r typed.
        Tom gave in, letting the tip of his finger slide in to the first 
knuckle.  His ass ring was tight and throbbed around the invading finger.
        Ooo, yeah, just like that.  A little more, thats it, stop at the 
second knuckle.  Holy fuck! Nu Ma$t3r said.
        Tom smiled, You like that?
        There was no reply, but suddenly a message popped onto Toms screen: 
Nu Ma$t3r has invited you to view his webcam.  Y/N
        Tom clicked Yes with a shaking hand.
        An image came on the screen.  It was dark, but Tom could see a long 
thick cock being stroked by a big meaty fist.  The huge hairy ball sack 
hung down.  There was a glint of steel at the base of the mans dick.  Tom 
realized Nu Ma$t3r was wearing a cock ring.  Tom licked his lips and 
typed, Youre beautiful too.
        Nu Ma$t3r pumped away at his oiled rod, while Tom fingered his 
asshole for him.
        Pull your finger all the way out, then push it back in slow.  Oh, 
fuck, yeah! Nu Ma$t3r said.
        Why hadnt I tried this sooner? Tom thought as he pistoned his index 
finger in and out, going faster and deeper with each pass.
        Gonna cum, baby, Nu Ma$t3r typed.  Thick ropes of white goo shot 
from his convulsing dick.
        Tom gulped.  So much cum, he thought.  He fucked his ass harder, 
grabbed his dick, and exploded onto his stomach, chest, and face.
        When Tom recovered, Nu Ma$t3r had logged off.
                    .            .              .
        At lunchtime the next day, Tom walked into the video store.  He 
smiled at the owner behind the counter.  You were right.  These were 
great.
        Bob smiled, Even the, umm, one you didnt want?
        Tom leaned over the counter and smiled, Especially that one.  The 
night before, Tom had taken a long shower after his online sex session 
with Nu Ma$t3r and had watched the gay video.  He had blown within three 
scenes.
        Bob winked, Told ya.
        Tom smiled, Ill be back in sometime.  He turned to leave.
        Hey, dont you want three more for tonight? Bob asked.
        Tom frowned, My wifes back tonight.  Itll be a long time before I 
can do this again.
        Gee, that sucks.  You should be able to do what you want.  What 
really stinks is I picked out these three for you, Bob said and laid them 
out on the counter.  The titles were: Rubber Gay Boys, Bareback Ass 
Virgins, and Tranny Academy 2.
        Tom shrugged, Sorry.  I wish I could
        Hey.  You know us pervs need to stick together.  Ive got an 
office in back with a TV and a couch.  Nobody back there.  You can go back 
and take care of business, if you want, Bob said, a sheepish grin on his 
face.
        Oh, uhh, I dont know that seems a little weird, Tom said.  But, 
it also sounded exciting.  He could indulge his fantasies at lunchtime 
whenever he wanted.
        Bob handed him the films, Go on.  Just try it.  No charge.
        Tom looked down at the films in his hands, You sure its okay?
        Knock yourself out.  I jerk off in there all the time.  I dont 
have a lot of customers  I dont want to lose any steady clientele, Bob 
said with a smile.  Straight back and to the right.
        Halfway back, Tom almost lost his nerve.  What was he turning into?  
What kind of person accepts the invitation of a stranger to jerk off in 
his office?
        I need this, Tom thought.  Its like breathing.  If I dont have
this bisexual fantasy life, Ill never be happy.
        He opened the office door and stepped inside.  Video posters covered 
the walls, old VHS tapes were stacked haphazardly on the shelves.  The 
desk was covered with invoices and shipping boxes.  Opposite the desk was 
a huge leather couch, a heavy coffee table on short legs, and the biggest 
plasma TV Tom had ever seen.  In the cabinet underneath, a desktop 
computer with a DVD drive hummed.
        The walls were covered with egg crate shaped foam.  The room is 
soundproof, Tom thought.  He bent forward and pushed the TVs power 
button.  The screen came on, displaying a computer desktop.  Tom pressed 
the button on the computer to open the DVD drive tray.  He dropped 
Bareback Ass Virgins in and pushed the tray back in place.
        The television screen went black.  Then displayed a DVD menu showing 
small moving images of studs taking it up the ass.  Tom picked up the 
remote from the coffee table and pressed play.  The room filled with the 
sounds and images of naked masculine bodies working together.
        Tom rubbed his growing dick through the front of his pants.  His 
boxers were already soaked with precum and a dark stain was beginning to 
form on his left thigh.  Got to get undressed, Tom thought.
        He kicked off his shoes and pulled his khakis and boxers down off 
his narrow muscled ass.  His cock sprang up, precum drops flew through the 
air.  
        He yanked off his socks and shirt, then dropped onto the warm 
leather sofa.  There was a stack of clean towels by the couch and a big bottle of lube.
        Tom put one towel under his ass, placed a second where he could 
reach it easily and began rubbing the clear lube onto his cock and balls.
        He splayed his legs and lathered up his crotch and tight asshole.
        Onscreen, two men were kissing.  Tom had never found this appealing 
before, but now  
        The office door opened.  Bob stepped in, letting it close behind 
him.
        Tom gasped and covered himself with the free towel, Wh What are
you doing?
        Bob smiled at him, raping him with his eyes, Same thing you are.  
Im going to watch a gay porno and jack off.
        BBut, you said you had to watch the front Tom said.
        Lunchtimes over.  I usually lock up for a few hours about this 
time.  I wont get anybody else in here till at least four oclock, Bob 
said, kicking off his shoes.
        Tom watched, dumbfounded, as the stocky man pulled off his 
sweatshirt and dropped it to the floor.  His nipples were pierced, two 
thick, heavy rings hung down from his long, thick nipples.
        Bob was fat, but muscular.  Like a bodybuilder who had seen better 
days.  He looked at the screen.  The queers were sixty-nining, sucking 
each others long tools to the root.  God, I love this part.  Wait until 
the guy with the mole on his ass starts getting fucked.  You should hear 
him moan, Bob said, pulling and twisting his left nipple ring.
        Bobs sweatpants were tented out in the front.  He put his hands on 
his hips and shoved them down.  He wore no underwear and his long thick 
tool sprang into view.  Pre-cum flew across and splattered on the screen.  
Fuck, Bob swore.  He leaned in and licked his pre-cum from the screen, 
then wiped the spittle off with his pants.
        He turned and faced Tom.
        Nine inches of thick, heavily veined cock was staring Tom in the 
face.  I have to go, Tom said, his voice high and reedy.
        Not really, Bob said and flopped down beside him.  Just relax, 
boy.
        But, Im not Tom said.
        Bob looked at him and smiled, Of course you are.  Dont be 
ridiculous.  Youre a beautiful, healthy, queer, Tom.
        No.  Yesterday, you said Tom said, looking away from him.
        Tom, youre gay.  Theres no such thing as bi or even bi-curious.  
Look at me, Bob said.
        Tom looked him in the eye.  He had never been so frightened or 
turned on.
        No, Tommy, not my face, Bob said and pointed down.
        Tom followed his finger down.  Bobs huge prick was pointing 
straight up, a silvery drop of man juice glinting from the piss hole.  Tom 
licked his lips involuntarily.
        Feel that?  Thats your body pumping saliva into your mouth, 
getting you ready to suck cock, Tommy, Bob said.
        Tom looked up, eyes wide with horror, No!  No, Im not gay.  I 
dont want to suck your cock.
        Bob smiled, Yes, you do, boy.  Its okay, everythings going to be 
all right.  He scooted closer to the smaller man.
        No, please Tom began.
        Bob placed a thick index finger on Toms lips, Shh.  Its okay, 
baby.  Relax.
        He caressed Toms cheek, then his hair.  He placed his hand on the 
back of Toms neck and pulled him in close, their lips touching.
        To Tom, it felt like an electric spark passed between them.  His 
dick spasmed.  He opened his mouth and yielded to Bobs exploring tongue.  
Oh my God, Im kissing a man, Tom thought.
        He tried to struggle away, but Bobs grip was firm.  The kiss was 
gentle, tentative, a wet mixing of juices.
        Tom stopped struggling and moaned into it, letting this gay man 
possess him.  He was barely aware of his surroundings as he got lost in 
the erotic feel of the mans lips and tongue, the smell of his aftershave.
        Bob broke the kiss, and smiled into Toms tear filled eyes, See, 
not so bad
        Tom shook his head, No.  It was wonderful.
        Bob nuzzled into his neck, nipping at the soft skin of his throat.  
I hear a but coming, he whispered as his tongue traced the leaders of 
Toms neck.
        But, Im married, Tom said, tears flowing down his face.
        Youre not happy with her, boy.  No gay man could be happy just 
having sex with a woman, Bob said, moving his head down to Toms left 
nipple.  He sucked and bit at it.
        Unnh, Tom groaned.  Please, Bob, please stop.
        Your nipples are so small.  You need a man to suck them and bite 
them.  Theyll get big and thick like mine, Bob said.  Then he sucked 
Toms right nipple so hard his cheeks hollowed in.
        Oh, my God so good, Tom cried.  And, then, Please, please, 
stop.
        Bob broke his suction and grabbed Toms face with his hands, Guilt 
is whats making you tell me to stop.  Youve said it enough.  Its time 
to stop being childish about this.  You know you want me as much as I want 
you, but if you tell me you want me to stop one more time, I will.
        Thats what I want, Tom thought.  Wasnt it?  He looked down.  Bobs 
long cock was pushed into Toms left thigh, leaving a smear of man juice 
in Toms thin body hair.  It looked so beautiful.  All of this was 
beautiful, like the first time he had kissed a girl in high school.  The 
first time he had made love.  This was like all those times, only more so.  
This was pure.  This was right.
        Tom shook his head, Youre right.  I dont want you to stop.  I 
dont ever want you to stop.  His tears fell onto Bobs lap as he covered 
the mans face with kisses.
        Bob grabbed Tom by the waist and lifted him into the air, rolled 
under him, and brought the smaller man face down on top of him.  Tom 
looked down into Bobs eyes, their cocks rubbing against both their 
abdomens.
        God, youre strong.  And so big, Tom said, reaching down between 
them.  He stroked the thick tube of Bobs dick.  He had stopped worrying 
about anything.
        Bob ran both hands down Toms strong, trim back and grasped an ass 
cheek in each hand, I love your fucking ass.
        Urged on by Bobs fingers, Tom rotated and ground his hips against 
the big man, his cock smearing lube all over Bobs navel.  Tom looked at 
him shyly, Ive never done anything.  I dont know how to do anything.
        I know, boy.  Im going to teach you everything.  Ill be very 
gentle, Bob said and kissed him.
        Tom moaned into the kiss and raped his lovers mouth with his
tongue.  He would do anything to please him.
        Fuck, you kiss good.  I told you, you were going to make some stud 
very happy, Bob said, licking at his neck.
        Tom jerked upright, What did you say?
        Bob smiled and nodded.  He reached over and took the remote from the 
coffee table, Let me show you my favorite video
        The image on the screen changed away from a four boy gang bang.  A 
mans body from the neck down came on.  He was lying on a bed covered in 
brown towels.  His hand moved up and down his oiled cock.
        Oh, fuck, thats me, Tom whispered.
        You are so beautiful, Bob said, sticking his tongue in Toms ear.
        The image zoomed in and Tom was beginning his finger fuck action 
from the night before.  You mean youre Nu Ma$t3r?
        Sorry for the subterfuge, Bob said, leaning down to bite Toms 
pencil eraser nipple.
        But, how did you find me on there?
        Bob reluctantly let go of Toms nipple, Ive got a friend at the 
cable company you have your Internet through.  Remember, you had to supply 
your email address when you got a video rental account with me?
        Oh, but still
        My buddy figured out your Internet address, and when you logged 
into a chatroom, he found your info and called me.  Voila!  You arent 
mad, are you, boy? Bob asked, rubbing Toms ass cheeks.
        No.  Not at all.  You made me cum so hard last night, Tom said.  
He slid down a little and began to tongue Bobs nipple rings.
        Ooo, yeah, thats right, boy, Bob sighed.
        Tom stuck his tongue through one of the thick steel hoops and pulled 
it into his mouth.
        The big man writhed and moaned under him.  Bob kneaded and massaged 
Toms ass cheeks as the smaller man teased and bit his nipples.
        His nipples are so much more sensitive than Tinas, Bob thought.
        Their stomachs were now completely coated in their combined pre-cum 
and lubricant.  Their cocks squeezed against each other in a delicious 
rhythm.
        Bob grasped Toms thighs, spreading his legs and pulling him forward 
at the same time.  
        The nipple Tom had been sucking popped out of his mouth with a 
slick, wet sound.  Oh, Christ, hes going to fuck me, Tom thought.
        Bobs thick fat cock head slid between Toms hard ass cheeks.  The 
big man maneuvered the smaller mans body expertly.
        Tom shook with anticipation as he felt the rubbery knob press 
against his wet hole.  Are Arent you going to wear a condom? Tom 
asked.
        I havent fucked a man in two years.  That was when I broke up with 
my boyfriend.  I just got tested.  Have you ever fucked around before? 
Bob asked.
        No, I Tom began, then cried out as Bobs thick head opened his 
hole wide and popped in place behind the ring of his anus.  Oh, fuck, 
its too big
        Shhh, relax, boy.  Just give it time  besides, I just want to give 
you a taste right now.  Just tease you a little, Bob said and kissed him.  
Using his hands, he alternately spread and squeezed together Toms firm 
butt cheeks.
        Unnh, oh.  Oh, yeah.  Its starting to feel good now, Tom said, 
beginning to rotate his hips again.  Bobs big cock began to slide in 
deeper.
        Tom yelped in pain as Bob slapped his left ass cheek and pulled his 
cock back to its original position just inside the smaller mans anus.
        What did you do that for? Tom said, rubbing his stinging butt 
cheek.
        Bob kissed him, You just relax and let me drive, boytoy.  Were 
going to do this right.  Now get off me.
        Tom eased himself off Bobs thick head, moaning out loud as his 
sphincter popped closed.  He felt so empty.
        Bob pushed him to his feet, and then stood beside him, Time for a 
shower, boy.


		
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