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-=[ Tennis ]=-
We were sitting round the camp fire having a cuppa, telling a few yarns
spiced with the odd dirty joke and having a chuckle. We did this
regularly after a days mustering. Joe must have twigged that I wasn't
in the conversation this night.
"Jimmy," he said, "penny for your thoughts."
"Ah, not much," I said, " I've been thinkin of packin my swag and headin
for the big smoke."
"Yah gotta be joking. What ever would you do down there?" Joe asked
taking another swig of his tea.
"I'll get me self a job and live the good life," I said.
"What about Blue?" he queried.
Blue was my cattle dog. I'd had him three years now, since he was a pup.
He was very faithful and loyal, a good mate.
"I'll take him with me." I answered. "I couldn't leave him behind. Could
I."
"I can tell you right now, you'll be back in a week," Joe said.
He probably was right. I knew nothing else but a stockman's life. I had
been a ringer ever since I left school. I was now twenty -four. Life
seemed to be slipping me by. I thought if I don't make a break and try
out the city slickers way I'll never know if I missed out on anything
or not.
You see I'm from a cattle family. We live, breathe and eat the stuff.
There has to be more to life than dust, flies, heat and beef.
James O'Conner is my full name, sixth generation Oz. My original
forebears to this land came out in the eighteen thirties. The first
O'Conner was a butcher back in Ireland but took up undertaking when he
came to the colony. His two sons went prospecting in the New England
area, got themselves hitched and raised big families.
My great great grandad went to the Palmer River rush in North Queensland
and some how from there he got onto running Overland Telegraph Stations
and then into cattle. It's been cattle ever since in our family.
I had been working the Brigalow country from the time I first put my
legs in irons and had been a jackaroo on more properties in the area
during that time than all the lads round the camp fire put together. We
were all good mates and couldn't do enough for each other if we were in
need of help. It was going to be hard leaving such good company but I
knew my life wouldn't be right if I stuck around.
I was gay and there was no future for a gay man in these parts. If
anyone got wind of it I wouldn't be able to stick around anyway. It
just wasn't heard of here and the communities were too small to have
secrets.
I'd had the odd sheila or two on dates but we never did anything. They
were always scared of getting a bun in the oven. That suited me fine.
We'd have a good pash and a bit of heavy petting but that was as far as
it would go. It helped to keep up appearances and stop the dogs from
barking.
That night I threw my gear in the back of the ute, whistled Blue to get
in the front with me and drove the few hundred miles back to
Marlborough, my home town where my folks lived. Marlborough was a
railway siding and cattle truck stop, a sleepy little place with less
than a hundred residents. Everybody knew each other. They practically
pissed in each others pockets.
I got in reasonably late but Mum was still up pottering around. Like all
Mums she could always find something to do.
"What's up, son," she called as I entered the door. There had to be
something wrong for me to turn up out of the blue like this.
"I've decided to give Brisy a bash," I said.
Mum came out onto the verandah where I was taking off my boots.
"You must have rocks in your head or something," she uttered looking at
me in bewilderment.
"Just want a give it a try," I replied.
"Well, there would be nothing I could do to change your mind," she said
abandoning any argument. "Once you make up your mind on something,
that's it."
"You wouldn't know where the `Courier' is?" I asked
"It'll be around but you will have to look," Mum responded.
I didn't have to look too hard. It was under the single bed on the
verandah where Dad usually left it after he had finished his read. I
took out the accommodation pages and went to my room, stripped off and
went for a shower.
Mum was used to me walking naked through the house so it was no big deal
to her. She said she helped create me and had seen it plenty of times
before so it was neither here nor there to her. I think she was quite
proud of the piece of manhood she had produced and actually enjoyed me
showing it off.
"Do you want anything to eat?" she asked as I came out of the shower.
"There are some left overs from tea."
I helped myself to these and then went back to my room and laid out in
the nude. The oscillating fan above the bed was a real home comfort on
these hot steamy tropical nights.
Blue came in and wanted to jump all over me but I told him where his
place was and he squatted down on the floor looking straight up at me
waiting for his master's attention.
"Not tonight, Blue," I said. "I've got some important business to attend
to."
Blue always looked for a bit of a game before I went to bed but he
seemed to understand this night.
I circled some likely prospects offering board and one in particular
that I thought might suit. A widow had a room to let with full board at
a very good rate. It would be my first call in the morning.
I slept like a baby that night and at the crack of dawn I was up as
usual ready to get going again. Mum had the snags, eggs, bacon and
tomato on and I had a hearty brekkie.
I packed all the gear I needed and waited till seven o'clock before I
responded to the widow's ad that I was really interested in. It turned
out to be everything I needed. I'd have my own separate room, all meals
would be cooked for me and all my washing and ironing would be done.
What more could I want. She said she lived on her own with her only son
who was single and my age.
When I asked her about Blue that was no trouble. She said she had a dog
of her own and they could keep each other company. I told her that I
would be arriving late that night and to keep the vacancy open for me.
"I definitely wanted it," I said.
The trip to Brisbane was event free and Blue and I arrived a little
earlier than expected but the old lady was ready for us anyway. She
showed me to my room which was up with my expectations and then I meet
Michael, her son. We seemed to hit it off right away.
Michael was a really good looking guy and had an easy going nature. I
wondered how this bloke hadn't got spiked.
"Dating anyone," I inquired.
"Noooo," He replied his voice tapering off.
"Well, maybe we can go out together sometime and see if we can pick up
a buck, I mean a fuck or two, I said. "Yeah," he replied laughing at my
fraudian slip.
We were getting along like a house on fire and only after a couple of
days I could feel myself being attracted to him. We would get out on
the landing and have a few beers and really let our souls out to each
other. I couldn't come to tell him I was gay though and he gave me no
idea that he might have a soft spot for me. I didn't want to spoil the
relationship that existed and I didn't want to jeopardise my lodgings.
It was Michael who got me into using deodorant. He would smell of this
stuff and I asked him what he was wearing. He told me it was to keep
the BO down but I thought it was to make him sexy. Anyway I got some
of this stuff. Old Spice it was called. Michael said it was the
cheapest and that when I had some extra cash I could buy something more
classy. I bought some talc as well because I didn't mind the smell and
thought it would make me feel good all over my body.
When I got it home, I found that the stick part pushed out of the
cylinder container. The hole where you pushed the cylinder out, on
investigation, fitted nice and snug around my dick. When I got aroused
my dick was firm inside and the cylinder was just like a cock ring.
I've got to make use of this new found toy I thought so my mind went
into overdrive.
I figured I could cut a hole in the double lining of the gusset on one
of my jocks and shove the cylinder into it. Then, if I put the undies
onto one end of a pillow with the cylinder side up, I could poke my
cock into the cylinder and I had an artificial arse hole to fuck.
I was eager to try it out so I stripped off, lay the pillow lengthwise
on the bed and with my other pillow at the head I had like a body under
me and also a head rest if I wanted it. I placed the deodorant stick at
the top of the second pillow so I could sniff its aroma which I found
very arousing. As the dresser faced the bed and had an adjustable
mirror, I manoeuvred it so I could see my nude body outstretched on the
sheet.
All I needed now was some talc. I covered my body in it and particularly
my ass cheeks. My hands and my buttocks were now quite smooth and when
I rubbed then together it was rather erotic.
I lay on the bed and stuck my big cock in the hole of the cylinder and I
had this sensational feeling of having my cock up someone's arse. I
fantasised it was Michael and before long I had this huge erection. I
could see my naked body rising and falling as I pulled my cock in and
out. It was fucking great and it felt so real. All that was missing was
the human contact.
I was massaging my talc covered ass cheeks with my smooth talc covered
hands as I continued this rumba with the pillow. It was very exciting
and I was going out of my mind with wild thoughts. My cock was so
engorged and clamped in this vice that I became more crazed and kept
pumping madly increasing the need to climax.
The mirror visions of my nude body heaving and swaying in rhythm with my
pulsating prick were mind blowing as I lusted for the ultimate. My body
was screaming for an end to this fuck and it spasmed. I threw my face
in the pillow to muffle my passion. I was groaning and moaning with
sheer joy.
I could feel my shaft surging and my balls bursting and I wanted to
spurt my cum. In one almighty rush it rocketed out and I let out an
unholy roar. I'd fucked myself with a piece of plastic and had
experienced something far better than I had ever experienced jerking.
It was so unreal. I just hoped no one heard my cries of pleasure.
Michael gave no clue that he had heard me but I had a feeling that he
must have.
I did this night after night and in the day too if I got the chance.
Sometimes twice in the day. I was so randy. Michael was becoming so
addictive to me, I needed to have him very time I saw him.
We went out on pub crawls and to night clubs and got pissed, neither of
us picking up anyone. When I got home I would be so horny I was afraid
I was going to embarrass myself and make a pass at Michael. I had to
control myself with all the will power I could muster.
My fantasies of what I would do to Michael if I got him in bed were
becoming extreme and outrageously wild. In fact, it was unbearable. I
really didn't know what I could do about it.
One day we got to talking about sport. I said I used to play a bit of
tennis on some of the homestead courts. I'd have a hit with the owner's
daughters or sons. It was good fun.
I'd got my taste for the game at school and did fairly well in the
school tennis team. Never really had an opportunity to develop my game
though. I think I could have been quite good as a matter of fact.
Michael said he didn't mind a game either and that he knew a good place
where we could play. "How about tomorrow arvo," he said. "We'll leave
it until around four when the heat of the day is not so bad. We'll
still have a couple of hours daylight."
Michael worked casual work and Thursday afternoons he had off. "Yep," I
responded, "I'll look forward to that." I still hadn't found work after
about four weeks but I was getting dole money and with the bit I'd
saved I was getting by.
The next afternoon we threw our racquets and balls in the back of the
ute, rounded up the dogs and made tracks for the sporting complex. I
noticed as I propped myself in the drivers seat that Michaels underdaks
where hanging out of his sports briefs. They were a perforated cotton
insert and his whopping pride and joy was being grandly displayed for
my benefit.
I was so turned on by this show of manhood that I could feel my own
piece of meat start to sizzle. I just hoped that Michael wouldn't
notice because it might have created an embarrassing moment for us. I
knew it was poking through my shorts but I wasn't sure how far. I
wasn't game to look unless I gave the game away.
I had this huge horn until we got to the sports complex. It was situated
in a bushland setting, the tennis courts down on the flat lower part
and a Gymnasium perched on the side of a hill with locker rooms and
amenities attached in a separate wing.
As soon as we arrived I had to excuse myself. "I need to have a piss
badly," I said. "I shouldn't be too long."
I made my way up the steps to the ablutions block and found the sign for
the little boys. The toilet had a double stall trough and there was a
guy standing at one end with his tool hanging out but nothing
happening. I stepped up to the other end pulled my cock out through one
of the leg openings of my athletic shorts, they had no fly, and
commenced to do my thing. There was still no action coming from the
other guy. He peered across and took a long look at my dick and then
started jerking his own.
"You needing any help," I asked.
"Might be," he responded.
"Well, if there is something I can do for yah," I replied.
"Yeah," he said, "You can ram that big bruiser up my arse."
I'd never had such an offer before and I wasn't about to let it go. I
finished shaking my dick and put it back in its pouch. "If you would
like to step over to the throne then, I'll see what I can do you for,"
I suggested.
He stepped down from the urinal and took the nearest cubicle. Then he
slipped his daks off and removed his boxers to his knees. Kneeling over
the pedestal he rested his hands on the cistern.
"Now," he said, "Fuck my arse good and hard." After a short pause he
added, "Don't close the door either, I want the whole world to see."
At the sight of his firm round ass cheeks exposing his fortress, I had a
hard on as stiff as a ramming rod. I'd never fucked a guy before but
wild horses wouldn't stop me now. I was feeling reckless and what he
was about to receive would be raw and decadent.
I only had my T shirt on by this and I mounted him like a stallion to a
mare in heat and rode him bare back like I would a feral brumby
slapping his flanks with my knees and flicking his rump with my hands.
Riding a bronco at the rodeos was nothing compared to this.
The thrill of my first time had me on a high and my cock was unstoppable
as it ran his shoot. The guy was gripping the cistern endeavouring to
resist my charges but to no avail. I pounded long and hard and my dick
began to throb in expectation of the bearing of arms and the firing of
the first round of volleys. The tension rising with each surge, the
call finally came and I shot my load, blasting his prostrate, the cum
ricocheting around his rectum.
We both let out an almighty bellow that probably would have waken the
dead. "Shit," he said, "You're fuckin randy."
"Yeah, I am a bit," I said with a wide crack on my dial.
"I'm going to eat your cock now, mate," he said.
"I think I had better be going," I responded offering my excuses. "I
left a mate down at the courts and I should get back to him before he
comes looking for me."
As I withdrew my poker from his smouldering coals and was wiping myself
down, a voice from behind said, "Nice one fellows."
I'd heard a shower running when I first entered the gents but hadn't
given it much thought, not with all the action that had occurred. Our
hollowing must have attracted the guys from the showers. There were two
of them completely starkers who had just enjoyed a front row seat to
the show.
One was about thirty. He was a hunk of a man having built his torso up
with weights and exercises at the Gym. He had a black mane running from
the top of his chest down to his pubes and a cock and balls the pride
of any stud bull. His mate was younger, I'd say about my age. He had a
smooth body, fair hair and complexion and dreamy powder blue eyes,
still only in the junior stud class but with the potential to be a
champion.
"Come and join us in the showers," the older guy proposed.
I couldn't believe my lucky stars. These two bulls were wanting to
service me or me them. I couldn't say no. Michael had to put the net up
and he wouldn't come looking for me straight away I thought. An offer
like this is not gunna come my way too often. No matter what, all
rationale about doing it went out the window.
"What you got in mind?" I asked as I left the loo removing my top.
"How about if I fuck you and Blake can fuck Ewan while you and Ewan suck
each other," the older guy suggested.
"Sorry," I said a little confused.
"I'm Rick by the way and this is Blake," he said pointing to the blue
eyed blond. "This guy here is Ewan," he continued, nodding to the bloke
I'd just fucked.
"So you guys know each other?" I inquired.
"Yeah, Ewan's a regular. He comes up and visits us every Thursday
afternoon." Rick offered. "What's your name then?" he asked.
"You can call me Jimmy," I said.
"Well, what do you reckon, Jimmy?" Rick questioned.
"Sounds okay to me," I replied.
None of the showers had any doors and they faced a row of wash basins
that had a continuous mirror running the full length of the room. The
thought of being able to watch this gladiator give me my first root
rekindled my fire and my pulse quickened.
We went into the shower that was still running. Rick went in before me
so we would be facing the mirrors. The other two guys followed.
Rick was keen to get started and he prised my ass cheeks apart and stuck
one of his giant fingers up my bum. Fuck, it was good. I swayed my rear
end around in satisfaction. He placed a second of his knuckle busters
up and I grunted savouring the pleasure.
Meanwhile Blake had been working on Ewan priming him for entry. Ewan had
placed an enormous amount of suds over my equipment and pubes and was
giving my pile driver a decent massage. I was so turned on, my horn
sprung to full erection and I lusted for Rick to shaft me with his
sword.
"Give it to me," I yelled seeing our reflections in the mirror. What an
awesome sight.
Rick was very obliging. His massive weapon ripped through my armoury
straight into my manhole.
"Whooup," I cried in agony. "Hold that plunger for a tick."
Even though his penetration was painful I was enjoying his conquest and
needed a few seconds to prepare for the next raid. Sucking in air, I
waited. It was not long in coming. With an enormous lunge, Rick's organ
was in territory no man had been before.
"Fuck, oh fuck," I expleted.
Blake had mounted Ewan and they were going hell for leather, there roars
starting to crescendo. Ewan was still continuing to give my tool the
once over. With Rick well into my rectum and giving it all he could, I
arched further over to give him better penetration. My mouth came down
on Ewan's big wanger and I groped it with my tongue. Rick made one
massive charge and Ewan's dick was bolted into my mouth. I choked on
the bit but now I had his colossus I was not about to release it. Or at
least I thought I wasn't.
"You there, Jimmy," I heard someone say. "Are you there Jimmy," it
repeated as the footsteps sounded closer.
"Shit," I said coming to my senses.
I pressed all panic buttons. Pushing Ewan's probe out of my mouth and
somehow jerking Rick off my behind, I tried to gather my composure. How
was I going to get out of this one, I thought.
Stepping from the shower recess I said, "Oh there you are Michael."
"What are you up to?" he asked
Rather stupidly I responded, "Nothin much." By this time he was at the
opening to the shower.
"It looks like it too," was Michael's reaction.
Here we were four guys in the raw with our cocks flagging our earlier
revelry. There was nothing much I could do. I raised my eye brows and
shoulders and threw my hands out in despair.
"Care if I join you?" he asked.
There was a silence. I couldn't believe my ears. I took a deep breath
and let out a sigh of relief.
"No worries," I replied and proceeded to introduce Michael to the other
guys
"How about we continue what we were doing," Rick proposed. "I can finish
fucking Jimmy while Blake does Ewan and Michael can suck off the two
spare cocks."
"It's fine with me if Blake roots Michael," Ewan interrupted. "I'll suck
off Jimmy and Michael."
I knew Ewan had been wanting to get his gob around my cock ever since I
fucked him. The thought of him sucking me and Michael together gave me
a huge buzz.
We re-entered the recess and Rick turned me round and slapped my cheeks.
Then he did it again and in a short time again. I was beginning to like
it.
Rick's dick was ready to drill me and he placed it on my ring and
pressed down hard, spearing his sausage into my very receptive anus.
This time it was smooth and silky as he searched for extra ground
probing me with extra sensory strokes of his shaft. Ooooh, it was
loverly. I started to swoon in delirious delight as his full nine
inches tickled and teased my love tunnel.
While this was going on, Blake had made it into Michael's nether regions
filling Michael's man hole with his eight inch piece of meat. Michael
was in rapture as he enjoyed Blake's throbbing cock pumping him for all
it was worth.
Ewan had locked his hand around the base of both our members and had
swallowed them whole tantalising them with his gavotting tongue. The
feelings in our bodies was phenomenal.
Michael thrust his tongue out and I clutched it in my throat, our lips
locking in one lecherous lunge. We mauled our muzzles in a frenzy. The
emotions within were building with our first kiss.
I could hardly contain myself with all the action that was going on. I
felt Rick surge, spasm and shoot as my dick reached its climax. My cock
cut loose and I coated Ewan's mouth with what must have been a cup of
cum.
Michael came almost at the same time his body heaving with deranged
heat. Blake and Rick stood to attention and retracted their weapons.
Michael and I clinched in a carnal uniting of mouths and cocks. It was
furious and fertile, a passion overwhelming us that I can't describe.
The others could hear movements in the locker room. The after five
office workers were beginning to arrive.
"Come on fellows," Rick said, "Give it a break. We're all going to get
caught out if you don't knock it off."
That rocketed us back to reality and we quickly collected our gear and
got dressed. Michael and I left through the toilet entry. Our clothes
were wet but who could tell whether it was water or sweat.
The dogs were still in the back of the ute when we arrived back to where
we had stationed it. They had been very patient. We decided to get them
a pizza also on the way home seeing they had been so well behaved.
We were having take away for tea as it was the land lady's night off.
She met a friend at the local shopping centre on Thursday nights for a
cuppa, snack and chin wag. She usually didn't get home until around
nine.
The house was going to be all ours. Our hearts were beating faster than
normal and we were floating on air with the thoughts of sharing
ourselves with each other.
"Shit, mate, I said, "I can't wait to get home so I can love you to
death."
"Yeah, Jimmy" Michael replied, "I feel the same way."
As I revved up the engine and moved off, I tapped Michael on his nearest
upper thigh. I began massaging his upper leg and soon my hand was
steering its way towards his groin. I was so randy for Michael, it
wasn't funny. I took hold of his growing member and stroked it with a
tenderness that expressed my desires.
The light was beginning to fade, so there was not much chance of any
passing traffic seeing what I was doing. I really couldn't have given a
fuck.
Michael responded by moving a little closer and cupping his hand over my
cock. Needless to say I had already blown up again.
"Christ that's lovely," I murmured but I could see the pizza billboard
ahead. "We had better stop," I continued, "the pizza place is not too
far away."
We ordered our pizzas and waited for them to come out of the oven. We
sat at the restaurant and ate them in ravenous fashion, not only
because we were hungry but also because we were in a hurry to get to
our cot.
It was near seven when we turned into the gates of our abode. We let the
dogs out to roam and have a romp and enjoy their pizza while we
scrambled for our gear and rushed up into the house.
I threw my stuff on my bed, shut my door and proceeded to Michael's
bedroom. He was waiting for me. He had removed his top so I helped him
take his sports shorts off. Then he undressed me. As Michael closed the
door to his bedroom, we embraced in a sensuous celebration of
togetherness.
The loving vibes seemed to reverberate all over our bodies as we
expressed ourselves in sexual delicacies and delights. We moved our
bodies in a sensual rhythm that aroused and inflamed. Our cocks
twitched, our pecs flexed and our torsos swayed in harmony with our
seductive forces.
We lowered ourselves onto Michael's bed our mouths moist with erotic
juices, our tongues ravishing the exotic flavours and our lips earthy
with the feel of one on one. Our hearts fluttered and our pulses
accelerated as our blood pumped faster through our veins. As our skins
sensitised and energy oozed from our beings, our love batons danced to
the beat of a different drum. They were taking command and proudly
displaying their newly found authority.
I moved my lips from Michael's and tongued his nipple. It was already a
burning ember, the erect bud rising defiantly above the rosy nub. I
excited it further with flicks and nibbles and licks of the erogenous
zone.
His other nipple looked enticing so I pressed my mouth up against it
releasing my swirling teaser around the cherry before I pouted my lips
and attempted to pluck it from its cosy resting place. Michael's two
fried eggs were under steam and sizzling.
Manoeuvring the tips of my tongue and nose with feather touch softness,
I lapped and scented down his smooth swimmers torso jabbing and
pressing his navel along the way until I found the tip of his
convulsing cock. I kissed it, a tiny tender kiss on the piss hole. With
my tongue extended I licked the back side of his shaft from the tip to
his balls. By now Michael was wreathing with wanton desire. The flesh
was his master.
His ball sack was now full and I sucked in one testicle and pivoted it
around my palate. I popped it back out and took the other, bouncing it
between my jaws with wild abandon. Michael moaned. Nuzzling my nose
under his balls I found that spot between the bottom of the scrotum and
his pucker and tormented the love zone with my tongue.
I ran my tongue back up the inside of his tool and latched hold of his
head titillating the nerve ends with tiny prods while lubricating it
with my saliva. I pushed down his pole sucking and tugging as I went. I
took his size 8 deep into my throat and worked it over my taster with
long, some times pampering and other times gluttonous advances down its
length. After squeezing the head with my lips, I ran my tongue up and
down both sides of his shaft and then grabbed it like a dog a bone.
Then having finished playing with his toy, in gradual doses I worked my
way back up his frame to his mouth pleasuring him again with all those
things I'd done on the way down. Our mouths were drawn together with
lustful yearnings for each other while from the friction of their
frantic brushing our crazed cocks went berserk. Our dicks were
smouldering.
Michael threw his legs high up over my shoulders giving me easy entry to
his arse hole. My eight incher found his rosette with such precision
and I entered his love tunnel with such finesse gliding my thick server
deep into Michael's snug hollow. At that moment I felt as though the
earth had moved.
I lowered my body onto Michael's so that he could feel my full body
weight and held him tight. Our bodies were one as he locked his casing
around my beating ball buster. Our mouths still indulged in incestuous
lashings and thrashings, cried out for relief but it was not
forthcoming. Michael struggled to roll his arse but I held him down
with my strength piercing his chasm that extra fraction with my rock
hard, fully extended cock. My ass cheeks flexed tight, I pinned him
there for some moments savouring our unity.
Releasing some of my body pressure, Michael began to gently pitch in and
out as I slowly commenced to ride him. We parted our lubricated lips
and breathed vigorously sucking in the air as our excitement rose. Our
bodies bobbed in harmonious motion and our moaning became more
prolonged.
My arousal was now in control of my body, my mind had no say in matters,
and the tempo of our love making increased with a zest we couldn't
contain. I plunged my column in and out of Michael's anal cavity and he
surged with fervour blowing my senses. My thrusting intensified with
long powerful strokes banging his prostrate. My balls were rebounding
from his ass cheeks sending him delirious.
The pressure in my equipment was overbearing. The compression had
reached its maximum, any more and my boiler would explode. I gave two
more pumps of my piston and it broke the barrier. Semen shoot forth to
my infinite pleasure filling Michael's cavity. I was in a hypnotic
trance, my cock jerking wilfully as it surrendered its full load and my
torso trembling in utter contentment.
My big wick was still alight and rigid. I was turned on like nothing
before and I shoved my massive monolith back and forwards. This time I
had taken Michael too far and I pushed him over the edge. He squirted
his sticky hot cum juice to the top of my chest in an eye popping
exhibition of raw energy and in a frenzy of ecstatic emotion.
Raising his head he licked the juices from my breasts before I poked my
tongue into his fruit bowl to jointly feast on the sweet sap. We were
spent and we hugged each other with immense feelings of love before we
lay side by side to relax and recover from the intense sexual
gratification that we had just enjoyed.
For some time we lay here just holding each others hand. That in itself
was sufficient to relay the bond that there was between us.
"You know," Michael said, "I've only had it with a couple of guys before
today. It was nothing as special as what it has been with you."
"Today's my first gay experience," I responded. "I've wanted you from
almost the day we meet."
"That's strange," Michael advanced. "I had feelings for you then too."
I went on to explain the real reason I had come to Brisbane and how
fortunate I felt in finding Michael. I told him that we had an ideal
set up and we could be together almost when ever we wanted.
The landlady usually went to bed early and left us to watch TV so we had
every night to do what pleased us. Also she went out at least twice a
week, once to do shopping and the other time to have a game of bowls so
we could take advantage of those occasions to add to our routine. As
well we could also take ourselves off for the day when we were both
free and find a secluded spot where we could enjoy each other. We
virtually had it made.
Lifting my head from the pillow I looked Michael in the eyes and said,
"I want you to take tomorrow off and we will travel up the coast to
some beach resort and spend a long weekend together. This will cement
our relationship. It will be like a honeymoon so to speak."
"Sounds cool," Michael affirmed with a big grin.
"It's a deal then," I excitedly replied. "We will leave straight after
breakfast tomorrow."
There was a series of noises coming from within the house and then a
voice asked, "Are you home, Michael?"
"Quick," Michael reacted, "It's Mum. Get under the bed."
I picked up my clothes and hastily ducked under the bed. I just managed
to squeeze between the floor and the base of the bed when Michael's
mother opened the door.
"Oh, you are there," She said in surprise. "Sorry, I thought you must
have gone out."
"No, just having an early night," Michael said.
"Is everything all right," she inquired.
"Yeah, Jimmy and I are going up the coast tomorrow and we think we will
stay for the weekend," Michael advised his mother.
"That sounds a good idea, son," she responded. "I think you are in need
of a break. "That should do you the world of good. Is Jimmy having an
early night too?"
"Yeah," Michael answered, "We might get going after breakfast."
"How was your tennis match, dear," she continued.
"Fine," Michael replied, "It was a bit exhausting." I could barely
restrain myself from laughing.
"Okay, then, I'll let you get some sleep. I'm going to slip in for a
shower and then I'll be going to bed myself. Sleep tight," she
concluded as she turned off the light and closed the door.
"Night," Michael acknowledged.
I crawled from under the bed, dusting myself off and almost choking from
the irritant. I waited until I was sure Michael's mum had secured
herself in the bathroom before I made my retreat back to my room.
Carefully I opened and shut my door with the least noise possible and
hopped into bed. I was in need of a shower myself but it would have to
wait till the morning.
I went to bed thinking about how well things had turned out and what a
great afternoon it had been. Even Blue had settled in well and was
getting along with Rover the landlady's male Labrador cross as though
they were long lost mates. A couple of times I had spotted them trying
to mount each other, their pink dicks protruding out on heat.
Next morning we rose refreshed and after we had cleaned up, thrown a few
things together and had breakfast, Michael and I headed north for the
Sunshine Coast. Blue wasn't happy about seeing me departing without
him. He was a pretty obedient dog so I knew he would settle down and
not cause to much disturbance.
We arrived just before ten at the resort and I went to reception and
asked for a twin share unit. The lass said that they had a special
going for a one bedroom, twin share containing one queen size bed and
an extra large single as well as a spa for two. The price sounded a
bargain for three nights so we snapped up the offer and booked
ourselves in.
"The unit is not quite ready," the receptionist advised, "but if you
would like to have a coffee in our cafeteria, by the time you have
finished that, it should be available."
I looked at Michael and he nodded so we went off for a caffeine break.
I ordered a torte with my latte and Michael a round of toasted
sandwiches. There was a crowd congregating to one side so we took
ourselves to the other side of the cafeteria cum restaurant where we
had a splendid view of the grounds and manicured gardens of the resort.
The gathered throng was starting to get a bit restless when this bubbly
personality, obviously a staffer in resort uniform, appeared.
"I'm Jacki, your games coordinator," she said. "Tennis anyone?"
I looked at Michael and we both smiled, a broad infectious smile and
with a tiny glint in our eyes.
Not long after they had all departed, we finished our coffee and
collected the keys to our unit. It was a spacious unit with a massive
bedroom and a large spa to one end that was open to the living area. It
was fully self contained with a hostess size kitchenette with separate
lounge and dining area.
There was an ensuite with shower recess and toilet attached to the
bedroom. The bedroom had built in cupboards with sliding mirror doors
that extended almost the full length of the room.
"This is like heaven," I said. I had never lived in such luxury.
Immediately I could feel romance in the air and I grabbed Michael before
he had time to drop his bags. Swinging my arms around his waist, I
pressed my body up against his so he could feel my hard on and smacked
a big kiss on his pucker. He responded by clasping my cock and sticking
his tongue into my trap, giving me one hellava sexy mouth massage.
Sparks had already begun to fly.
I commenced to unbutton his casual shirt while Michael worked his hands
up under my T shirt to my tits. He pinched them and they stood erect.
His shirt was now loose and it slid of his arms onto the floor.
I moved my mouth down to his neck and kissed and licked it with my lips
and tongue while at the same time massaging his tender skin with my
nose. I travelled up to his ear lobs and gently pulled on them before
sucking them also. Michael swooned and ripped my T shirt off.
After a passionate embrace Michael tenderly caressed my chest and pecs
eventually zoning in on my ripe cherry nipples, teasing the buds making
my body goose. I reached for his board shorts and pulled them down to
his knees where they dropped to the floor. He had nothing else on.
That's my man I thought.
"Let's go into the bedroom," I proposed.
I followed Michael down the passageway to the love chamber almost
tripping myself in my eagerness to get my shorts off. Michael's rear
view was spectacular. His broad shoulders, the arch in his back, his
slim waist and his beautiful, full, round and firm butt turned me on.
The crease between his ass cheeks was tight and so inviting.
When we made our playroom, I took Michael in my arms again. I wanted to
see us together in the bedroom mirrors. These two handsome masculine
hunks looked so perfect for each other. The contours of our frames, our
toned torsos, our well developed limbs and our large equal size cocks
prancing as if in a performance were erotic to say the least.
I gave Michael another smouch and our horns bumped. We went into a dirty
dance, our cocks in a tantalising tango as we held each other cheek to
cheek. The mirror images were intoxicating and raunchy.
Bending down I took Michael's lumber right up to the balls in one foul
lunge of my mouth. He groaned. My mouth retracted and plunged down on
his cock again and then slowly withdrew. My tongue swirled around his
cock head and my lips pressed around the collar squeezing tightly,
before I stretched his foreskin back and forwards in short tugging
actions.
After licking the head and sparking the nerve ends, I tongued both sides
of his dick, then descended down the whole shaft again. Michael was
swaying to this exhilarating experience, no doubt, further aroused by
the scene reflected in the cupboard mirror.
As I stood up, he pushed me onto the bed and went down on my erect flag
pole and gave it the full treatment, licking and sucking, pulling and
clamping my wanton wick. I was ecstatic and tossed and turned engulfed
in a tormented fantasy. My head rose with each extra sensory lick and I
saw visions of our escapade in the mirror.
We were both so randy and trying to resist the urge to cum.
" Fuck me," I cried. "Shove that hairy horn of yours right up me."
I threw my legs back over my head exposing my entry point. Michael stuck
a finger up to prepare me for penetration.
"Fuck me," I yelled.
He took his big whopper and placed it on my button hole and pushed it
hard into my anus until the head broke the seal.
"Aaah," I excreted. "shove it up me."
He glided his donk into my subway in a slow shunt to my prostrate. The
pleasure was extreme and I relaxed into oblivion. As I surrendered to
him completely, Michael rose and fell, his body entranced in rapturous
sodomy.
We engaged in this long sexual intercourse, deriving all the pleasures
we could from this period of heavenly bliss. It truly was a
consummation of our love. The expressions of tenderness, the feelings
of fulfilment, the giving and sharing of our bodies were the dreams of
yesterday and the reality of today.
While coupled in carnal euphoria, we kissed flirtingly, then desirably
and finally lustfully. With the tempo of emotions rising, our
copulation increased with gusto until our rooting was more like rutting
and we became enveloped in a sea of sexual gluttony. Michael's rapid
fire barrel and my return action cylinder were pumping with such
violent velocity that eventually something had to give.
We exploded in one with gasps of ecstasy. It was too much. It was
unbelievable. It was just out of this world. We rolled around on the
bed locked together absorbing the sheer satisfaction of our coupling.
The gratification was mind boggling.
In time we lay contented on the bed glaring at the ceiling but on
another planet. We rested there for what might have been an eternity.
The sun was dropping and the light dipping. We decided to continue our
hedonism with a romp in the spa.
The jets of water spraying over our bodies as the spa filled was so
relaxing and stimulating. It seemed to restore the energy in our bodies
as we lay side by side soaking up the invigorating massage of the
gushing torrents. As the tub filled aerated water took over and the
tiny bubbles kneaded our muscles revitalising our whole beings.
I placed my hand on Michaels equipment cupping my fingers round his
balls and pressing my thumb on the base of his shaft. Gently I rotated
my hand and tenderly stretched this huge mass. He ran his arm over my
shoulder and softly kissed me. I clutched the base of his shaft and
tugged on it consecutively releasing and stretching the membrane until
it rose like a submarine above the water level.
His arousal excited me and my own dick began to dance. Michael saw my
urgency and rescued my member by comforting it with his hand, softly
pacifying and reassuring it. It acknowledged the nursing by standing
strong and tall, ready to embark on any mission.
Michael realising my stoking iron was on heat, stood up and straddled me
with his legs, crouching down to allow my prod to swallow his bore
hole. I eased my rod into his rectum and nailed him with my eight inch
tool. He loved being secured and gyrated his arse to check the tension
of the screw. It was all so bracing that my timber had to lay this stud
and I drilled him with repeated surges until his hole bore witness to
my heat.
Michael kindled by the fires within him stoked by embers generating an
enormous bolt that thundered down his chasm. I had released all my
energies into his conduit and he was electrified. I put my hand on his
power driven point and I was stoked.
His motor was over revving so I had to bring it to a head. I wound up
his piston and jerked it for all my life. It didn't take long to
unload. After some palpitating and erratic surging his cock relaxed and
it settled back to normal.
He collapsed back on top of me, his weight being reduced by the buoyancy
of the water. The bubbles still pampering our flesh we slid into the
water and submerged, resurfacing shortly with a feeling of
completeness.
Michael unsheathed me from him, rolled over and glided back on top of me
so that our cocks were in contact. We good humouredly pecked and
caressed our lips relishing the moments we were spending with each
other. We both had a sense of well being that we had never had before.
The enrichment we had received by our togetherness of the last two
days, we could never had imagined.
The day had gone without us noticing and we had to force ourselves to
separate from each other. We needed to eat. Fish and chips on the beach
in the moonlight sounded great.
We quickly showered, got dressed for the night, jumped in Michael's car
and went and ordered our seafood. We sat on the beach front nibbling on
our tucker watching the ocean perform its acrobats.
There were still a couple of surfers who couldn't break themselves away
from catching another wave. It crossed my mind that you wouldn't catch
me out there at this time of evening. I wouldn't be bait for any
noahs. The odd gull was still around also and we feed them a few crumbs
much to their raucous pleasure.
The sea breezes soothed our senses, the moonbeams created the mood and
we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed. These were intimate,
tender moments that were filling our hearts with so much joy. There was
only one thing on our minds. We were continually wanting each other.
"How about we go for a skinny dip in the resort pool," I motioned.
"We can't do that," Michael responded.
"Why not," I said, "There will be no one around. We will have the pool
to ourselves. Come on, it will be fun."
"Okay, count me in then," Michael agreed.
We stayed a while longer at the beach and then we made our way back to
the resort. It was after ten and the residents were indoors. Late party
goers would not come through the pool area so it was reasonably safe
that we would have no intrusions.
We collected towels from our unit and found our way to the pool. It was
large and irregularly shaped with little nooks and crannies where
couples could canoodle if they so desired. We stripped off our clothes
and silently slipped our bodies into the cool refreshing water. He
hugged each other and kissed still in our euphoric state. We were
oblivious to all around us.
Out of the blue, I noticed a foot on the edge of the pool and I looked
up and standing there was this Adonis wrapped in a white resort towel.
He had the body of a model and his tanned torso glimmered like a
polished bronze statuette.
"Mind if I join you," he whispered. "I enjoy a skinny dip myself."
"Be our guest," Michael replied.
With that he dropped his towel and his most striking feature yet was on
display. His flaccid cock must have been almost the size of ours when
erect. It was cocooned in two egg size balls that had been shaven. Even
his pubes looked as though they had been trimmed. His whole body was
smooth except for the brush above his cock.
He turned around to lever himself into the water. He had an all over
tan. His buns were so brown and beautifully round. They were firm and
well conditioned accentuating the division between them. As he bent
down we had the vision of his butt opening and his long cock daggling
down between his thighs. Fuck, I was turned on.
He immersed himself in the water and when he reappeared said, "So what
are you guys up too."
Michael said, "Where here for the weekend, having a bit of a break."
"Me too," he replied. "I'm up from Canberra relaxing before my next
shoot."
"Into modelling then," I said.
"Well, I do a bit of that but this is for a movie." he replied.
"Interesting work," Michael continued.
"Yeah, not bad," he answered. "So what have you got planned for the rest
of the night."
"Probably we will just go to bed," I said, in retrospect thinking that
sounded a bit funny.
"How would you like to see some of my movies then," he suggested.
"Can't think of much better to do," I lied.
"Well," he said, "when we are finished here come up to my room and I
will entertain you. Room 241 by the way and I'm Jake."
He swam across the lagoon and we admired the outline of his biceps,
back, butt and pins as he casually stroked his way. What a specimen of
a man, so beautifully defined in every way. He was leaving a very horn
blowing impression.
"This should be interesting," Michael commented.
"I reckon," I said.
We stayed in the water for a while but the urge to see this guy's movies
was distracting our focus. We thought we might towel off and wait for
him. Jake could see our eagerness to take up his offer and came back to
our side of the pool.
"I think I've had enough," he said as he levered himself out of the
pool.
I could barely watch for fear I would disgrace myself but the voyeur in
me said you can't miss this. I caught sight of Jake's fabulous body
again and my cock responded.
He draped his towel around his waist and said, "Okay, guys, let's go."
He had a luxury apartment with the finest furnishings and fittings. He
had a mammoth round bed located in the middle of a spectacular bedroom
with mirrors covering three quarters of the wall area. The bed looked
out over the lush greens and verdant fairways of the resort golf
course. A spa twice as big as the one in our unit was situated at
window level also overlooking the magnificent course.
"Shit, what a turn on," I thought, my eyes bulging.
He walked us back to the lounge area and said he would get us a drink.
He brought us a beer each. The unit had a fully stocked bar but a beer
was fine. That's all I drank anyway.
"I'll put one of my movies on. Make yourself comfortable," Jake said. "I
might have a shower and freshen up before I do. Would anyone else like
a shower?" he added.
"I'll be right," we both said in unison not knowing what the offer
entailed. If it was to be with him I would have had a different answer.
`Boys out for a Ride', the movie was called and I could tell it wasn't
going to be just your ordinary movie. I'd never seen a gay porno before
but this was good. Seeing Jake screwing and being screwed as well as
sucking and being sucked (the list goes on) and here we were in his
apartment was too much.
Subconsciously I began to jerk my cock and I had this huge hard on in no
time. I was fascinated by what I was watching but also alight with
sexual desire. In a daze I unzipped my fly so I could get a better
handle on my erection. I was really going like a bat out of hell.
Michael looked over and gave me the eye. It was too late Jake had
emerged from his shower and had returned dressed in a white towelling
dressing gown.
"Good to see you're enjoying yourself," he said. "Here, make yourself
more comfortable," he suggested as he proceeded to remove my daks. It
was then that I got a whiff of his aromatic cologne.
I had no qualms about being naked and removed my top. After all we had
just been swimming in the nude together. Michael must have decided it
was a good idea and he immediately stripped off too.
"I can't be the one out on a limb here," Jake indicated and he released
his robe and threw it on a spare couch. "How about we all sit together"
he went on.
We all positioned ourselves in a three seater sofa and we were all
jerking off. Jake's cock blew up to what must have been nearly ten
inches. It was overwhelming. It was putting mine to shame. I'd never
seen anything that large, not that I'd seen that many.
I was so excited I wanted to go down on Jake and have my way with his
giant dick. We were all pretty much in a state of sexual lust when Jake
suggested that we should go and have some fun on the big bed.
The bed had a white satin covering over it and when we had all laid down
on it, it began to rotate and sensual music invaded the room. The
lights dipped and the mood was awe inspiring. I couldn't believe what
was happening.
"Now I want you guys to suck me off and then I'm going to root you
both," Jake advised. I had no problems with that. "Here tie me up
first," he called throwing us some laces that he seemed to pluck from
nowhere. "There are rings attached around the bed that you can tie the
laces too." he explained.
Michael tied his legs while I tied his arms, then we set about having
our way with this stud. There was plenty of cock for both of us and we
went to town licking and sucking gnawing and tugging, flicking and
swallowing his requisites, not just the shaft but the balls and sack as
well. He tried to roll but was restrained. He tried to lift his head
but could only raise it fractionally from the bed. He was helpless and
at our disposal.
We took full advantage and he cried out in anguish. His scrotum enlarged
and his cock was as tight as a nail. I lunged down on the full pylon
trying to take it all. It was too much but I was in no doubt from his
cries that he had enjoyed the thrill.
Michael took over and teased his head with his tongue continually coming
back to stick his tip in his piss hole. Jake was groaning with delight.
We lubricated his cock well with our saliva and together we run our
clasped hands up his rod sometimes both at once and other times
alternatively. Then in unison, I ran my fingers lightly up both sides
of his rod. He was captured in a pound of animal lust from which he
could not escape.
"No more," Jake yelled, "I want to fuck you now."
But we didn't stopped. We continued to give him the full treatment. This
is what he had asked for and we were obliging.
I swallowed his cock head and bit lightly on the collar while Michael
attended to the rest of his shaft. Michael took his balls in his mouth
while I stroked and sucked his pulsating python. We continued to excite
and arouse him.
"Let me loose," Jake screamed. "Press that button on your left hand
side," he beckoned me.
I acceded to his request and pushed a button that was there. The rings
holding Jake to the bed released and he was free to have his will.
"Righto guys, you're going to feel my full furry," he told us.
He rolled Michael raising his arse so that it would be level with his
member. His gigantic tool was on target over Michael's bull's eye. With
tremendous force he powered it into the opening, the head engaging the
tight ring. Michael hollowed.
"Sit on his shoulders and lean right over him," Jake instructed.
I promptly obeyed straddling my legs across Michael's shoulders facing
the back of his head and then stretching out as far as I could across
the bed.
My immediate thought was that my arse hole was fully exposed to Jake's
hungry eyes. It was no surprise when Jake lowered his mouth and poked
his tongue in my medallion. I was beside myself.
With Michael having no where to go, Jake continued his penetration of
Michael's passageway. You could hear Michael whine with each jerk Jake
made. Then suddenly there was this huge `Aaaah' as Michael's sphincter
relaxed and Jake's throbbing tool worked his way to Michael's
prostrate.
Jake slapped Michael on his arse cheeks and Michael responded with
another moan. He slapped them again as he rode Michael like a camel.
Jake's greed was insatiable. While moving in and out of Michael's anus
he was now rimming my man hole with fervent licks and pokes into my
rectum. His appetite was voracious and I thought he was going to have
my whole cherry pie for supper.
Meantime Michael was getting the pounding of his life. I couldn't tell
whether he had taken all of Jake's wanger but from the sounds of his
groans he was getting plenty. My turn was yet to come but I had no time
to think about that. With this sex star munching and slicing my cake
hole, I was in seventh heaven.
Michael exhausted and imprisoned accepted the punishment without further
ado. In fact he was even enjoying it as he chorused his capitulation
with oohs, aahs and umms interspersed with whatever sounds he could
conjure.
"Okay, mate, It's your turn," Jake indicated tapping me on the back
He slowly retracted his dick out of Michael's holding bay and Michael
released a euphoric note of contentment.
As I rolled off Michael onto my back, Jake clasped my legs and drew my
body up to his. He up ended by legs so he had perfect access to my
rosette.
"Now Michael, I want you to straddle Jimmy's mouth so he can suck your
cock and at the same time I want you to lean over so you can suck
Jimmy's cock," Jake ruled.
Michael did as was ordered and Jake made his move on my love hole. I
felt his pile driver pierce my tunnel and I wrenched. It was some size
and I knew it.
Michael had already begun sucking my dick but I wasn't quite as eager to
start on Michael's.
Jake popped his cock head and I wondered what in the hell he was doing.
Within an instance he had stuck one of his large fingers up by rectum,
then it was two and almost as suddenly it was three.
"Fuck," I yelped.
Jake twisted them round my cavity and my colon relaxed. Sensing I had
yielded he withdrew his digits and thrust his mammoth man eater into my
bum. This time my arse avidly accepted his throbbing tool and it slid
into my pipe line with incredible suction. My mind went agog.
This giant force was invading my nether regions in an all conquering
display of power. It retreated and attacked repeatedly advancing little
by little with each new insurgence.
I was on my defensive waiting for the big one when Jake would give me
his full artillery. It came in one surprise offensive which blew me to
kingdom come. The roars and the commotion that followed the barrage was
deafening.
I felt his missile assault pounding my fox hole as his cannon retorted
and refired. I grabbed Michael's cock and greased his barrel with my
mouth. He had already taken mine to the back of beyond and back and I
was ready to explode. As I wildly consumed Michael's meat, I let go a
battery of bullets that peppered his palate. Michael gulped and
swallowed it all in one.
Michael was so charged he retrieved his weapon, lubricated it well with
his saliva and made a concerted assault on rendering the fire power
useless. The aggressive action soon bore results and a fountain of cum
soared into the air in a blaze of glory.
The silence after the storm you wouldn't believe. Jake stopped the bed
rotating and we lay enfolded in each others bodies. Three exhausted
naked males lay stretched out on a canvas that even Michaelangelo would
have been proud of. We did not move from the bed until mid morning.
When my eyes did open from time to time the nude reflections of our
bodies in the mirrors around the room were grand and sensuous. The
images were so beautiful and erotic that I couldn't think of a more
glorious sight.
When we did decide to rise we ordered room service and had a brunch sent
up. Jake had planned the day out for us.
"How about we have a game of golf, take lunch and then a long spa before
I shout you for dinner tonight." he offered.
"Gee, that's tremendous," I said. "That's very generous of you."
"No sweat," he replied. "It is a pleasure to have met two great guys."
We played our round of golf hitting balls all over the paddock but
finally dropping them into a cup. Occasionally they would get caught in
a trap or a bit of brush but a delicate stroke or a heavy swing would
get them out of trouble. The best feeling was when you clobbered one
straight down the middle so it landed in the fairway or when you hit
the green and trickled one into the hole.
The most exciting time though was when we reached the nineteenth and we
had all these men in the locker room running around starkers. I thought
all my Christmases had come at once.
We took lunch and went back to Jake's apartment to fill the afternoon in
with a long relaxing spa. We were lazing around generally enjoying each
others company when the subject got back to the night before.
"You know, you guys would make good models for porno movies," Jake
announced.
"Really," I replied with a sparkle in my eye.
"Yeah, and if you want I could put in a good word for you," Jake added.
"I know they are looking for fresh new talent and I reckon you fit the
bill."
"I'd be in on that if they would take me," I said.
"Well I'll give it a go for yah," Jake responded.
"You better leave me out," Michael interrupted.
"Oh, that's fine," Jake replied. He proceeded to get out of the spa.
"I've got something for you guys. It's a little present for giving me
such a good time last night."
He went to a camera strategically focused on the bed above the spa and
took out a video. It's a memento of our session together. I hope you
enjoy it."
I was flabbergasted but very excited. "Thanks," I said. Jake walking
around in the nuddy stretching and bending as he did made me feel very
sexy but receiving this video was something else again and I became
very aroused.
Jake could see that and directed his question to me, "You can fuck me if
you want."
I was over the moon. "You can too, Michael," he said.
"Oh, let me at it," I said Quickly towelling down, I made for the love
nest. "Come here you handsome hunk," I said.
Jake followed me over and when he had rested on the bed I immediately
went for his cock. This ten inch beauty I had to have. Ravenously I
placed my mouth over the head and it was then that I appreciated its
size. I then moved my mouth along the shaft as far as I could go. There
still seemed an everest to go.
I groped it as though I'd been starved for days. The thrill of having
such a colossal cock in my gob was so ribald my desire to fuck this guy
was growing with intensity by the moment. I was at my wits end to show
this guy how good I was and I drew on all my creative skills to send
him crazy.
When I knew his frenzy was at its peak, I lifted his legs and placed a
pillow under them and instantly descended on his ring. Without any
further ado, his opening was large anyway, I punctured his sphincter
and impaled my dick in his chamber.
With my emotions at fever pitch I ran rampant in Jake's love canal,
frantically launching myself as far up as I could and banging my balls
against his ass cheeks. He was getting my full eight inches and loving
it.
With continual immersions into his rectum Jake was horny and spilt his
load all over his body. I kept pumping as he begged me to stop. I knew
I had him at my whim and I was incensed with lust but my emotions were
at their limit and I could not hold too long.
With one powerful insertion I released my cum into his colon and cried
out in ecstatic joy. We held each other tight as we rolled and tossed
as one, the sweat and cum greasing our bodies reducing the friction.
Our mouths clinched in a desperate attempt to prolong the joy. Our
mating had been carnal, our libidos had run amuck. Our union had
satisfied our greed and we relished just being one as long as we could.
We lay clasped in each other arms until our bodies had restored some
normality.
The day was almost over and we needed to get ready for dinner. Michael
and I made our departures and went back to our unit to prepare for the
night.
We made a fine looking trio at dinner. We had dressed in our best and we
dined on the best. The cuisine was the finest and the wine, a
Stanthorpe red was superb.
We told Jake we were going to spend the night with each other and Jake
had no problems with that. He told us that we would be leaving mid
morning as he had been called on location a day earlier to deal with
some preliminary matters. He told me he would put in a word for me in
his next movie and I was tickled pink about that. He said there was a
good chance I would get a role and that even pleased me more.
We said our goodbyes exchanging addresses and phone numbers and wished
each other well. Michael and I had decided before dinner that we were
going for a walk along the beach tonight. It seemed so romantic and we
were very much in love.
Back at our unit we undressed from our formal clothes and just wrapped a
towel around our waists for our walk. It was after ten now and there
was a full moon up. A short track from the resort over the dune took us
to the beach.
Once we were there we disrobed and threw our towels over our shoulders.
We walked along the beach holding hands enjoying the naturalness of the
night. The ocean waves as they washed upon the shore lapped our feet.
The moons rays glistened off our bodies and the sea breeze caressed our
skins like soft tender kisses. The evening was full of splendour and we
could feel the presence of love all around us.
As though our minds were one we turned to each other, our towels falling
from our shoulders and we kissed and we hugged. It was a rapturous,
blissful embrace. We knelt down on the sand and spread our towels. We
were going to make love in this idyllic place.
I lay down and Michael lay on top of me, our bodies in full contact. It
was very sensual and it was as though we needed to be one as soon as
possible. I spread my legs and Michael placed his erection in my anus
and it was bliss. He gently glided his penis into my rectum with all
the care and control of a real lover and I reciprocated with slow
circular movements of my buttocks. The love was now sexual and we
indulged in his heavenly joy without consideration of time.
Our fucking was so euphoric. We pleasured each other in every way we
could. In time it became more enamoured and seductive and we were randy
for each other. With rapid movements of our erogenous zones we brought
each other on in a lustful and fertile conclusion to our intercourse.
The intimacy we were sharing was beyond our wildest dreams and we knew
we had a union that would take some parting.
We walked back along the beach arms around each other knowing that we
shared a bond that only two lovers can have. We were sure it was going
to last forever.
We slept, as we had returned to the unit, in each others arms and when
we stirred the next morning we did our love making all over again, only
this time I entered Michael. The pleasures and responses were mutual.
That day was one of continual love play. Our desire for each others
bodies was so extreme, just like any young lovers.
Our energies never seemed to sap, our bodies were so virile. The joy and
pleasure we gave each other was so immense and lasting. We floated as
though on cloud nine making every minute count. This was our day of
days. It would be the day we would always remember.
When it had ended and we were returning home I knew I would never return
to the Brigalow. My life had taken another direction and it would never
be the same again.
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