
Path: not-for-mail
NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2006 10:40:05 -0600
Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2006 10:37:02 -0600
DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; q=dns; c=nofws;  s=s1024; d=yahoo.com;  h=X-YMail-OSG:Received:Date:From:Subject:To:MIME-Version:Content-Type:Content-Transfer-Encoding:Message-ID;  b=RSpIwSha92KvkFS2DYm2htY8rsc+l2La5JXnG98Is/x4I6YqsVRuU2x1ntygYTuVW6M1jQE1sQ/oLumDm8lNCiBnKADi64LbJs3QJNpGhzT4sMRevljHI4hwGG4UvqixoxEhk1l74ETj0geLrozxIu5Cy/E+WlgghZPurFwRQTk=;
From: Homer Rios <writerbear2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: ST: "Fun with a Trucker" (MM+, Anal, Oral, WS, Scat, Snot, Spit, Raunch, CBT, Rough Play, Inter, More)
MIME-Version: 1.0
Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1"
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit
Message-ID: <991064.78951.qm@web51712.mail.yahoo.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated
Approved: ASSG Approval Key <assg-approval-key@stump.algebra.com>
Lines: 847
NNTP-Posting-Host: 65.182.171.162

===================

Fun with a Trucker 01
(MM+, Anal, Oral, WS, Scat, Snot, Spit, Raunch, CBT,
Rough Play, Inter, More)
Homer Rios (writerbear2000@yahoo.com)
Sunday, September 24, 2006

NO COPYING, PRINTING, OR DISTRIBUTING WITHOUT EXPRESS
WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM THE AUTHOR
(writerbear2000@yahoo.com).

DO NOT READ FURTHER IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY STORIES
DEPICTING SEXUAL RELATIONS BETWEEN TWO OR MORE MEN, AS
WELL AS, NON-VANILA SEXUAL ACTIVITIES.

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OVER THE AGE OF 18 YEARS
OLD.

WRITE ME! SUGGESTIONS! COMMENTS!  NAME:  Homer Rios
E-MAIL:  writerbear2000@yahoo.com

YAHOO GROUP: 
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HomerEroticStories
YAHOO 360:    http://360.yahoo.com/writerbear2000
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * 
Hey guys, it is me, Kyle, the filth guy, I have been
kicking it jacking my rod, getting perverted thoughts
into my mind and keeping the filth alive.  Every now
and then my mind will wander to the various adventures
I have had, and every now and then my mind will come
to the Amarillo Trucking Company, one of my
grandfathers companies that I look after.

If you have been following my stories, you know that I
love filth, I love to fuck and get fuck, I love to get
suck and suck cock, and that I get hard on almost
anything.  

I love bikers, but I have a soft spot for truckers
too.  These guys are out on the road and when they
make a stop in my town they are always fucking horny. 
It doesnt matter if they are straight or not, there
is always a trucker cock ready for action.

I started coming to the Amarillo Trucking Company at
the age of six years old, after my grandfather bought
the business.  He made my mother manager of the 100
apartments and the restaurant.  She took to the job
like a duck to water, and after six months fired the
cook and made herself head chef.  Since she loved to
cook, she decided that since these poor guys are away
from their love ones and dont have a decent meal Ill
provide it to them.

She certainly did that for them, as well as
transformed all of the apartments into livable spaces.
 All 100 apartments were gutted, and updated
drastically, again all in the name of giving these men
a temporary home away from home.  My grandfather
didnt mind my mother was making him money and that
was bottom line, he was also smart enough to realize
you need to spend money to make money.

So when my mother had the circular communal showers
and restrooms redecorated and updated my grandfather
was all for it, even though everyone else thought it
was strange to keep it if the apartment had a shower
and toilet.  My mother simply said that it was for
those men that were just passing through and couldnt
afford to rent an apartment. Bam!  Money!  Grandfather
would just fork it over like that.

On the side of the restaurant there was another
apartment of sorts that had a bedroom, living area,
bathroom with shower, and small office.  Since my
mother didnt believe in other people raising her
children, I spent the majority of my time at the
restaurant, either in the side apartment or exploring
the property.  

This was my first time seeing two men fuck it was in
the communal showers hiding while I was in the
maintenance closet, watching this hunky Mexican fuck
the shit out of a small white guy near the urinals.  I
was amazed at how other truckers would come and go
around them and not say anything about it; I knew that
when I got older that I would have to play with one of
these guys.

Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you
look at it) I never got to wait until I was eighteen. 
Two days after my sixteenth birthday, I went to the
maintenance closet and took up position to see if I
could get a free show.  There was no such luck.  I
began to leave the closet when a man in his mid
twenties grabbed me from behind and spun me around.  I
was startled, I never saw him enter The Circle (what
the communal rest was known as).

What do we have here a peeping tom?  The man said in
a medium tone.

He stood about 57 about 210 pounds with the
beginnings of a beer belly, piercing blue eyes, brown
wavy hair that was mid neck length, and a stubble
face.  He was dressed in a pair of tight blue jeans,
with a blue and yellow long sleeve shirt.  From what I
could see he was a trucker, but I have never seen him
before.  

No sir, I-I-I was...  I began but couldnt think of
a good lie to tell him.

You like watching men fuck and suck each other?  He
asked in a matter of fact tone loosing some of the
gruffness from his voice.

I decided to be flat out honest, and said, Yes sir.

He smiled at me and let go of my arm, I was going to
run away and hide in the apartment, but something
about him compelled me to stay.  He gestured for me to
follow him, which I did right away.  I followed him to
the handicap stall where he sat down and undid his
pants.  He pulled out his semi-erect cock, which was
about six inches long and about two and half inches
wide, and uncut.

Have you ever seen another mans cock?

Yes sir.

Where?  He asked.

I sneak into the local porn shop every week and watch
some of the gay videos in the booths.  I stay as long
as I can, and feed the machine, which keeps the clerks
off my back.  I informed him with a smile, proud that
I out smarted an adult.

Did you like what you saw?

Yes sir.

While he was talking to me he stroked his cock to at
least seven inches of rock hard meat, and kept a
steady gaze on me.  I was intrigued and horny, and
wanted to jump on that cock.  He knew it but he just
held my gaze and teased me with his jack off show.

Tell me boy, do like what you see now?

Very much so!  I said too eager.

Do you want to taste it?  

Oh yes!

Get on your knees and taste away.

I dropped to my knees and sucked as much of his cock
into my mouth as I could, he instructed me for a good
time on how to suck a cock properly to make sure that
both me and him are getting pleasure out of it.  After
several minutes, he was depositing his seed into my
stomach.  

Very good boy, you are a good cock sucker, a born
cock sucker actually.  He said patting me on my head.

Thank you.  I said blushing a bit.

I see you around here every now and then; if you ever
want to get some seed let me know.

Thanks. I said leaving the restroom and looking back
at him zipping up.

I saw Gary, the dude in the toilet, several times
throughout the year, and then found out that he was
stationed out of our town and would be using it as a
base of operations.  His trucking company had decided
to move their headquarters to the outskirts of the
town. 

Gary rented Apartment # 100, the very last apartment
upstairs, at the Amarillo Trucking Company.  My mother
offered him a great deal, which basically gave him
free reign of the apartment and gave him free food
from the restaurant.  My mother liked him right away,
and thought that he was a very polite individual.

I got to see him once a week and got to learn a whole
list of things, I also found out that he liked rough,
filthy sex, and soon was teaching me more than I could
learn on my own.  After my meeting with Gary, I began
experimenting with some kids my own age and found a
few guys that taught me about filth.  I enjoyed what I
was learning and playing with the guys.

Gary was becoming busier and busier than usual and
from what I heard had earned several promotions.  So I
wasnt able to play with him as much as I wanted to,
but did have a good time with him when I did.  I
didnt see him for a long time because of my busy time
and going to school out of town for four years.

I would still go to the truck stop to help my mother,
who turned the place into a success with both truckers
and non-truckers.  Her food wasnt the everyday truck
stop food, but was actually something you could get at
a café (or something similar to that).  

As I turned twenty-something, I was finding that my
everyday life was taking me away from the truck stop,
where I could only make it there every six months or
so.  I was able to suck trucker cocks and get some
action but nothing from Gary.


A couple of months after Chris and I moved in with
each other my mother had surgery for something wrong
with her leg.  She was going to be out for at least
five months, and she asked Chris and me to take over
the restaurant for awhile.  Chris was eager,
especially since the clientele at the Amarillo Café
was larger than at his restaurant.

Gary was no where to be seen until fifth month and my
mothers return.  Doing a midnight walkthrough of the
facilities, I literally walked into Gary returning
from a run.  I was going through the checklist that my
mother wanted me to check, heading to the communal
showers, and wasnt paying attention to anything or
anyone around me when I bumped into someone.

Looking up I just smiled and apologized to the person,
until I recognized him as my favorite trucker, Gary. 
He looked completely different from the last time I
saw.  He was more solid, still had the beer gut, but
not as pronounced, was completely bald, with a
mustache and goatee.  He wore a small gold earring in
his left ear, and a few tattoos.  He was wearing tight
jeans, and a plaid shirt with the sleeves cut off,
accentuating his muscular arms and tattoos.

Well fuck me, Kyle?  Man you look good.  He said
recognizing me.

Around this time, my hair was still short with red
highlights in my brownish hair, a lot shorter than the
last time I played with him.  I lost thirty pounds
from some strange flu I had over a period of time, so
I had my gut a bit, but I wasnt chunky anymore.  I
had a mustache and goatee, which is now trimmed and
styled just right.  I was dressed in khaki pants, and
a Ralph Lauren long sleeve blue shirt, very much the
business type.

Gary?  Wow you look fantastic!  I was hoping to run
into you, but been busy with the restaurant and other
business.  God I wish I could play with you again.  I
said not shy about saying what I want.

I have a run to do tonight, but wont be back for a
week off, can you get together then?   Quite eager to
play.

Sure there are a few things that I have to do, but I
can get the entire week off if youd like? 

Fuck yeah, man.

I forgot about Chris, and informed Gary about him, and
he was eager to have a threesome, something he was no
stranger to.  I left him and went to help Chris with
the closing of the restaurant.  The task shouldnt
take too long since Chris was a clean freak in the
kitchen and cleaned as he went along.

While we were cleaning, I broached the subject with
Chris and found he was very much for the little play
session.  He was going to close his café for a week
anyways to get some remodeling done to the café and
update some of the things he wanted.  The café was
doing well enough that being closed for a week
wouldnt hurt him.

Sure I wouldnt mind playing.  I gave the foreman the
keys to the café and they know what to do.  They have
my cell phone if they have any questions, right? 
Typical Chris concerned about his baby and wanting to
have a good time at the same time.


The week came and I drove to the truck stop and parked
my Mustang behind the apartments, I didnt want my
mother to know I was there.  She new I was gay, but
she didnt know I was using the truck stop as my
personal fuck shop and picking up guys there every now
and then.

I walked to the door with the number 100 on it and
knocked.  Gary came to the door dressed in boxer
shorts that were a bit tight on him, and a white tank
top showing off his muscular arms and stretching
across his broad chest and beer bell.  His tattoos
were visible now and you can see they were well
thought out.  

About fucking time boy, I have been hot all day for
you.  I must have jacked off three times.  He said
with a playful smile.

Well I hope you left some seed and energy for me?

Fuck you know it.  Wheres your friend?

I explained that Chris couldnt come for awhile
because of some problems with the café remodel, but
might stop by later on this week.  He seemed to
understand and just wanted to play anyways.  I walked
into the apartment and noticed that Gary decorated to
the hilt.  

The walls were painted black, with one wall having two
stripes going through the middle in red and white.  In
the middle of the living area was two kings size beds,
chains hanging from the ceiling, and on one striped
wall glass shelves displaying a myriad of sex toys, I
got hard thinking about what I was going to be able to
play with.  I know that Ill bottom during this play
session, since Gary was one hundred percent a top, the
closest Ill get to his hole will to be to tongue fuck
him that is alright with me, he always tasted good.

I striped down to nothing ready to be his bitch for
the week, and was escorted to the beds.  Looking
through the next room where the actual bedroom was, I
saw that he made it into a den of sorts, with the same
black paint on the wall.  He striped out of his boxers
and tank top, his cock already hard and dripping
precum.  His cock was still the same, but he had a
Prince Albert now that kept his foreskin pulled back a
bit.  

I went for the cock, but he pulled it a way from me
and straddled my body keeping me pinned to the
mattress.  He had a wicked smile, and I smiled back I
always thought his smile was fantastic.  Stretching
out on top of me, his naked body against mine, keeping
me pinned down while he tongue fucked my mouth.  I
returned the gestured.

You are a lot more aggressive than before.  He
mentioned.

I was taught well by you.

What are you into?

Everything, no limits...

Good!

His grip on me got tighter and I knew I was going to
be in for a rough ride, but didnt care.  This guy was
a good fuck and I always enjoyed myself with him so
what the hell, right?

He yanked me up to him where I was face to face, his
grip tight.  Open your mouth.  He commanded.

I obediently opened my mouth, knowing that I was going
to get a nice surprise, and I wasnt disappointed. 
Into my mouth was the thickest piece of spit that I
have ever tasted.  It was nice, thick, creamy, and
tasty too.  He continued to spit into my mouth as I
was living, breathing spittoon.  He started to get
tired or creative, which ever, and began to spit all
over my face, freeing my left arm and smearing the
spit into my face, forcing some of the spit into my
hair.  I was all of the sudden dropped to the bed,
watching him loom over me smiling an evil grin.

You truly are into anything.

Ill take whatever you got and whatever you can throw
at me.  I said taunting him.

You asked for it.

He grabbed me again, harder than last time, and
flipped me over.  One digit went into my waiting hole,
no lubrication at all, just shoving it in, making
fucking motions.  He pulled out causing a whimper to
escape my mouth, but I was rewarded with a warm tongue
licking my hole and fucking it.  I forgot how talented
Garys tongue was.

He stopped again, flipping me over roughly and
presented me with his hole.  I was lying on my back,
with him straddling my face, and playing with my cock
and balls.  The last time he did this with me I was
edged by him for an hour and half.  I was hoping I was
in for the same fun today as I began to tongue fuck
his musky hole.

I had my face buried as deep as I could into his
wonderful smelling hole, licking and tongue fucking
it.  Gary stays clean, and isnt into dirty
assholes, which is why I was glad I cleaned up prior
to coming.  Gary in the meantime was alternating
between sucking my cock and balls to playing with my
hole.  Gary is one of the few guys that could tell
whether or not I was ready to cum and ease off.  It
has taken Chris an entire month to figure it out, but
now he and I are like mind readers.  Gary, however,
knew from the second time we played and on.  A Master
sex GOD if ever there was one.

I was lost the entire time tongue fucking my musky
hole, while I was brought to the edge at least six
times.  Stimulation of my cock would stop while he
would play with my hole for a while and then switch
his attention to my balls and then go to my cock
again.  I never lost my hard on and was starting to
feel the ache of staying hard for so long.  It hurt
but it also felt so good, I was happy for that
sensation.

Still attached to my cock, Gary removed his hole from
my face and plopped down his ridge cock into my mouth.
 I was expected to bring him to the edge like he was
doing to me.  Gary was a little hard to tell when he
was about to come but after playing with him for a
while I was able to get the sensation in my mouth. 
Where the cock and balls meet there is usually a
tingling sensation that I can tell on my tongue, when
I start feeling that I move over to his hole and then
to his balls.

We were in this position for the longest time,
alternating between cock, balls, and assholes.  When
my ass was slapped (harder than usual) I start
shooting my cum deep into Garys mouth.  He sucked it
down like he was sucking it from a straw.  I started
to get rewarded with his own tasty cum firing into my
gullet, pulse after pulse shot into my awaiting mouth.
 We both continued to nurse each others cocks as the
heated sensation from our body dissipated.

Looking out the curtained windows I saw that it was
dark outside already, I was hungry despite eating some
good man-juice, and Gary was too.  He ordered me to
get dress and took me to an Italian restaurant not too
far from the truck station.  We were seated in what
must have been Garys seat because the waitress took
him to it right away.  I was all the in the back of
the restaurant out of site of anyone watchful eye, I
was sure Gary had something up his sleeve (if he had
any).

Gary ordered for me, a bowl of spaghetti and two
meatballs, and lots of water.  He made some sort of
common about My buddy here is really sick and needs
to stay on fluids.

The food came to the table sat in front of each of us.
 My mouth was watering, Italian food is one of my
favorites and I was eager to try this restaurants
offerings.  Since I was taking the bottom (submissive)
role today I waited until Gary told me to eat, but
that didnt come.

Instead he took my bowl of spaghetti and placed it in
front of him.  He stood where his groin was, he yanked
out his cock, which was hard and dripping copious
amounts of pre, and jacked off until he deposited a
large amount of cum onto the spaghetti.  He mixed the
noodles, sauce and cum together and placed the bowl in
front of me, with an enjoy comment.  He took my
glass of water and drank half of the water in one gulp
and then pissed a nice stream of golden piss into my
cup.  He just smiled at me as he put himself back into
his pants and sat down.

Lets eat.  He said with a smile.

I began to chow down on my dinner, savoring Garys
delicious cum mixed into my pasta, and chasing it down
with diluted piss.  It was good and reminded me of my
filth dinner Chris had.  I smiled to myself as we
chatted and reacquainted with each other.  Not much
has changed with him with the exception of his
promotion and outer appearance, which he claims was
about duesomething an old boyfriend told him.

We finished the dinner, skipped dessert and went back
to his apartment.  We fucked and sucked each other,
and then I was roughly grounded against until Gary
erupted against my stomach, and fell a sleep.  I went
a sleep wondering what the next six days would bring
me.


The next morning I was awoke with Gary feeding me his
morning piss and face fucking me, while someone was
sucking my cock.  I thought it would be Chris, but I
would recognize his sucking.

Noticing my expression around his cock Gary said, I
invited Earl to play with us today.

He didnt ask if it was alright, but then I didnt
have a problem with it the more the merrier was my
attitude.  Gary deposited his seed into my gullet, as
I deposited mine into Earls.  I got my first look at
Earl as Gary dismounted my face.

Earl was in his mid-thirties, stood about 57, had to
be at least 145 pounds, beer belly, completely smooth,
had brown hair cut short, brown sole patch, both ears
pierced, as well as, numerous tattoos, and a nice set
of low hanging balls.  The nut looked like the size of
a baseball, hanging under his six inch cock.  He
wasnt good looking, but he wasnt ugly either.  

Earl said hello and went to the other side of the bed
facing Gary.  They both bent over and lifted me to my
feet; each of them took my wrists and shackled them
into the cuffs hanging from the ceiling.  Once I was
cuffed, Gary pressed a button on the wall and I was
lifted to the ceiling.  

How the fuck did he have something like this
installed without my mothers knowing was beyond me.
I thought to myself.

There I was hanging from the ceiling with my feet only
about two inches from the ground (mattress actually). 
My arms began to hurt immediately, but I pushed it out
of my mind figuring this is all part of the fun.  I
looked over to see Earl and Gary talking in a low
whisper.  Gary left the apartment for a while, as Earl
walked up to me and pushed me causing me to swing back
and forth.  I just smile at Earl a waiting what might
come next.

When Gary returned he whispered something in Earls
ear causing Earl to breakout laughing.  Earl walked
over to the wall of toys and brought back to whips.  I
became nervous, but knew Gary wouldnt allow anything
to happen to me.  Handing the whips to Gary, who
inspected them and walked around snapping at the air
with one and then the other.

Earl came up behind me all of the sudden, standing on
the mattress, and began to massage my body.  Roughly
caressing every part of my body, spending time on my
nipple and then on my groin.  He stopped and I could
hear his bare feet walk away.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three hard hits from the whip on
my back, I yelled out in pain, and being caught off
guard.  Three more hits and then nothing.  Earl
returned to where I was hanging and began to rub his
body against my backside, spitting on the marks the
whip made.  I could feel his cock grow against my ass,
and wondered what was going to happen next.

Gary walked back over to me and dropped to his knees
and began sucking my cock, he wasnt being gentle and
his teeth were scraping against my shaft.  Either way
I was sexually turned on by this and was happier when
I felt Earls cock ram all of the way home.  Earl
began fucking me relentlessly, pushing me into Garys
mouth, until the two go into a routine of pushing me
between the two.

Gary stopped sucking and began spitting on my face and
then moved forward and began tongue fucking my mouth,
while Earl finally started to empty his balls up my
ass.  It didnt stop him from continuing to fuck me, I
swear his cock was not deflating and he continued to
fuck my ass even harder.  Finally he pulled out and
went to a floor chair in the corner and sat down out
of breath and dripping with sweat.  Gary stopped and
walked over to Earl forcing his cock into the mans
mouth.  Earl eagerly sucked a way at the hunk of a
mans cock and had the reward of his cum being
deposited into his gulletlucky bastard.

Gary and Earl played with each other throughout the
rest of the day while I hung around the room.  They
would come over to me every now and then to fuck
around with me but would not let me cum.  They both
fell asleep under me after they both explored my body
from head to toe, roughly touching me and slapping my
body.  I feel asleep about two hours later after
realizing they werent going to let me go any time
soon.


The next morning I woke up on the bed between the Gary
and Earl, and felt something on my cock sucking away,
looking down I saw a 54 white guy sucking me,
alternating between my cock and my balls.  Gary
whispered in my ear that the guy was Carter, which
rang a bell to me.  Gary just fell back to sleep as
Earl started coughing and sniffling spitting his
phlegm into my mouth. I swallowed marveling at how
salty it was.

Carter was 54 and played with us a few years ago,
when he was sixteen, which would make him about
twenty-two now.  He had a shaved head, and his naked
body was completely shaved, he had a few tattoos on
his left arm starting at the shoulder and ending above
the elbow.  There were a piercing in each ear, and two
hoops at the corners of his mouth, and a spiky stud
just above his chin.  His blue eyes were piercing, but
I remember him being very charming to talk to.  I also
remember he had a nice six inch cut cock, which now
has a Prince Albert.  He was one hundred percent
submissive, and not just in play.

I was awoken about two hours later knowing that I shot
my load into his mouth and washed it down with my
morning piss.  He obediently took it and sucked my
cock dry.  I watched as he curled up next to me as
Earl and Gary walked around and got things ready for
the third day.  I was horny and wanting to play with
all three of them.  I wasnt going to be disappointed
in the least.


For an hour we drank liquid of various kindssodas,
water, etc. and then I had a gas mask put over my
head, as did Carter.  These masks were modified
versions with the hose lengthened and another hose of
the same length connected.  The mask was secured into
place with one hose running to Carters cock, while
his hose ran to my cock.  The other hose was inserted
into our ass.  It was very interesting.  Afterwards we
were suspended from the ceiling from chains, our feet
barely touching the mattress.

After a few seconds, a smell permeated my mask; it was
a fart from Carter.  My eyes locked onto his and I
could see his face blush beet red.  He was embarrassed
and excited at the same time, I didnt care it was all
part of the play.  All I knew was he was going to
smell the same thing, because I was farting too.  

A few more seconds went by and piss was hitting me in
the face, I just opened my mouth and drank in the
submissive's tart juice.  I was pissing a few seconds
after he started.  I felt like I drank at least a
gallon of piss, and expelled at least that much.  It
was an endless cycle though; I was pissing out what he
was feeding me and the same with him.  We dropped to
the mattress and where Gary and Earl feel next to us
taking the piss soaked mask off and allowing us to
piss on each other, they joined the fun after a few
minutes.  The four of us were soaked!


Lying there covered in piss from head to toe in a pile
of three other men, fresh cum on my face, and my
stomach.  The submissive began licking the mixture off
our bodies, coming to my mouth to deposit some of the
treat as we locked lips and tongue fight.

Just a lazy day us fucking, sucking, pissing, and what
have you with each other, until about 5:00 p.m. when
Gary order me and Earl to stand up.  We got up and
were positioned facing each other.  I am little
shorter than Earl causing me to be eye level with his
nose, but everything else lined up.

Gary and Carter started by tying our cocks together. 
The head of our erect cocks were tied together, the
same with the base.  Carter tied them off tight, but
not too tight.  The began to wind the rope down our
balls, my balls hung low, but not as low as Earls so
my balls were crushed a bit as they passed.  Carter
then tied our legs together at the ankle and then our
arms at the elbow and the wrists.  We were bond with
our bodies touching, our tied cocks pressing against
our abdomens.

The plastic wrap came out next, Gary started to
mummify us starting at the wrists and working his way
down.  Carter came over and cut a hole in the area
where our ass was and another hole at the side and
inserted a tube, which he then sealed with tape.  

Our arms were stretched out to our sides and with the
plastic wrap we werent able to drop them to be
flushed to the sides of our body.  Rope was wrapped
around our armpits and tied off.  Then rope was
wrapped around our waists and tied off.  From there
Carter ran more rope attaching to the armpit and waist
wrap and proceeded to attach that to clips in the
ceiling.  Gary pressed another button and hoisted us
off the mattress; we dangled inches from the ground.

This must have been the first Earl has done something
like this because his eyes widen, but subdued when he
figured out he wasnt going to be harmed.  We just
hung there, while Gary began to work Carter over.  I
wasnt able to see, but I was able to hear Carter
moans and whimpers.  Earl and I both got harder.

Carter came over to my side and inserted a big black
dildo into my ass, I could feel the synthetic cock
intruding my opening making slow motion in and out
strokes.  My ass juices were flowing big time with
each inward stroke.  It was fantastic!

Earl was being invaded too, but this was with a
vibrating dildo set to high.  Gary taped the remote to
our outstretched arms.  Earl was alternating between
ecstasy and pain caused by the high speed dildo.  His
mouth began to work, and having nothing better to do I
attached myself to it, and began to tongue fuck his
mouth.  After several minutes we were shooting our
loads against our compressed bodies, but Gary and
Carter wouldnt stop and continued with the
intrusionthank God.

I feel asleep or passed out, I dont know which, but I
know that I was awakened a few minutes later by noise.
 The room was a live with naked men of various size
and shapes fucking each other, sucking each other, and
doing other fun activities.  The smell of sex was in
the air, as was the smell of filth and man muskmy
favorite.  Earl woke up and smiled as the same
sensations woke up his senses.  

The dildos were replaced with real cocks fucking us,
swinging us back and forth between each other.  I
could feel wetness seeping through the plastic wrap
and could tell it was Earl and mine sweating and that
Carters tube was being used by the men to pee in. 
The seal was tight but allowed piss to seep through to
various areas.

I had twelve loads of hot trucker cum deep inside of
me and it didnt seem to be ending anytime soon.  Load
after load of cum was being pumped into me as people
continued to us the tube to piss in.  My mouth found
Earls and we began to tongue fuck again, getting lost
in the pleasure of being used over and over again.

Sometime after midnight the party died down and we
were released from our plastic bonds.  Earl and I
continued to explore each others mouth with our
tongue, as we ground our wet, sticky bodies together. 
Gary came up behind me and started to fuck my cum
soaked ass, while Carter continued to clean us up of
the cum/sweat/piss mixture.

Gary was slow and steady with the fucking motions
allowing my grinding of Earl to do some of the work. 
The four of us began to spill our seed one after
another until we completely spent.  

We continued to play the remaining day as men came and
went using me, Carter, Earl and Gary (I have never
seen him bottom until today and it was hot).  I played
with Carter for a while, edging him until it was time
for me to go home.  I got his phone number to play
with in the future.  

At noon I cleaned up, kissed my playmates goodbye and
drove home.  I walked into the restaurant, which was
in its final stages of completion and saw Chris
nervously following the foreman into the kitchen area.
 He was taking notes on what was going to be completed
by the end of the day and how much longer it was going
to take.  Thankfully, according to the foreman, the
renovations will be completed tomorrow by noon, which
took a load off of Chris, who has been extremely
nervous.

He saw me and waved, and followed me upstairs to our
apartment.  I was striping out of my clothes and was
down to my boxers.  He came in and kissed me hello,
and followed me to the bedroom.

How did it go?  He asked.

Fantastic. I wish you were there sweet heart.  He
just blushed.

I was busy here, but knew you would have fun without
me.  How do you like the renovation?

Love it!  You did a wonderful job selecting the
colors and the new layout.  I said kissing him on the
lips.

I feel into bed, with Chris following me.  He lay down
next to me putting his head on my bare chest and
playing with the tuffs of hair around my belly button.
 We didnt leave the bed until 6:00 a.m. the next
morning; we just spent the entire in each others
arms.

AUTHORS NOTE:  My apologies for not getting Gang
Member New Bitch-Chapter 5 out, but had this story
idea running around in my head, hope you enjoy it.

Visit HOMER EROTIC STORIES at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HomerEroticStories
Visit Homer Rios Yahoo 360 Blog at
http://360.yahoo.com/writerbear2000

This story will be posted on ASSGM, Message Section of
Homer Erotic Stories, File Section of Homer Erotic
Stories, and Homer Rios Yahoo 360 Blog, as will past
stories.  Keep it hard and dripping...


__________________________________________________
Do You Yahoo!?
Tired of spam?  Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around 
http://mail.yahoo.com 

***The above is the sole responsibility of the poster.***

Moderator: jtmichcock@yahoo.com
Questions to Moderator: assgm2000@hotmail.com
On the Web: http://www.assgm.net
Email Story Submissions to: assgm@stump.algebra.com
Guidelines/FAQ: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/assgm-list/files/
Mailing Lists: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/assgm-list (all posts) and
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/assgm-mm (adult pairings only)
20061226103702
