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Waking Chris

I woke up slowly, to a delicious feeling of warmth on my crotch, and I realized that someone had their hand in the throw blanket I was using, groping me. I didn’t move, pretending to still be asleep, enjoying the way the hand was feeling me up. I had a morning woody already, and as I continued to do nothing, they moved to the waistband of my boxers, slipping inside to touch my naked weiner. It felt even better with nothing between the hand and my skin, and I couldn’t help but wiggle a little as the hand petted me. I definitely liked being petted, and I spread my legs a little to give the hand better access.
I felt something touch my lips, and I opened my eyes to see my friend Josh’s older brother, Matt, kissing me. At fifteen, he was two years older than me or Josh. He smiled as my eyes opened, his hand wrapped around my hard penis and my shorts around my thighs.
“Chris. Good morning, sleepyhead. Follow me.” He gave me a wicked grin and pulled my boxers all the way off, leaving me naked except for the blanket. It was cold, and I was on the couch in Josh and Matt’s house. I’d spent the night playing video games and stayed up late, but I was wide awake now. It was early, cold and silent, and I wrapped the blanket around myself as I followed Matt back to his room.
“Matt, give me back my underwear,” I whined. It wasn’t fair of him to rile me up like that and then make me run naked through his house.
“Come and get it, doofus.” He led me to his room and tossed it in.
“Nuh uh.” My voice was still sleepy. I went over to his bed and lay down, wrapping myself in my blanket. “I’m going back to sleep.”
“Hey, you can’t sleep in my bed, doofus.”
I closed my eyes and lay on his pillow. “Don’t care.”
He climbed onto the bed on top of me, a warm and comfortable weight over me.
“You can’t sleep in my bed unless you’re my bitch, doofus,” he threatened, feeling my butt up through the blanket. It felt pretty good.
“Don’t care,” I said, feigning disinterest. The reality was, I wanted him to keep feeling me up like that. I was horny.
He pinned my shoulders to the bed and kissed me again, more soundly this time.
“Fine, you asked for it doofus, now you’re my bitch.” He kissed OK, but I didn’t care for the idea of kissing a guy so much, so I rolled over onto my face, hoping he’d play with my butt some more instead. I pulled the short throw blanket over my head, bringing the other end up past my knees.
“Am not.” My weiner was pressing uncomfortably against the bed, so I arched my butt into the air.
“Are so.” He reached into the blanket again and grabbed my dick, jacking me off a little. With his other hand he rubbed my butt crack, finding my hole and playing with it. I pushed into his hand.
“Am not.”
His hand left my butt for a minute, though he kept jacking me off. I didn’t care what he said, if he kept petting me like this I was going to cream all over his bed pretty soon. He replaced his hand with something warm, firm and wet, and rubbed it up and down my butt crack. I looked back at him, trying to see what it was.
“Are so…bitch.” With a shock I realized it was his dick, just as he pushed it into me. He had a perfect view of my face as it entered me, scrunched up in shock. It didn’t hurt, exactly, but it felt like the biggest poop I’d ever laid. I tried to get up, but he put his hand and weight on my shoulders as he slid into me, pulling me close to him by his hand on my dick.
My butthole pulsed and spasmed, and I wiggled, trying to get free or at least find a more comfortable position. I grunted as he went in, I had been going to say something but I forgot.
The way he was jacking me off slowed down, and he pulled out off me, making a gross noise as his dick came out. It felt just like letting go of a huge poop while jacking off, and I blushed. It felt really gross and kind of good at the same time.
Then he went back in, and started moving it back and forth inside me. My insides went really hot as he humped me, and my penis tingled, and with another shock I realized I was going to cum with him holding my shoulders down and riding my butt.
“I’m…” I started, but too late, as my dick twitched and I soaked his hand in my juice. “Ugh,” I finished. My whole body went tense as I came, and I felt him push himself deep into my butthole, enjoying the sensation. Then I went limp. I didn’t want to move. My butthole just kind of relaxed and let him do whatever he wanted with it, and I realized I kind of enjoyed it, just lying here.
“Good boy…bitch.” He wiped my cum on his sheets and petted my buttcheek.
“I’m not,” I muttered, but it didn’t have any force. He was warm, and I was comfortable, and I really didn’t mind him sexing my butt after the way he’d jacked me off. I turned my head into the mattress and arched my back as his tempo increased.
I heard little grunting noises every time he went in, and realized it was me. He was doing it harder, too, and I could feel him almost come out, and then go all the way in until his pelvis hit my butt. I squirmed a little, trying to find the best way to take him, and I felt him push all the way into me and stay there, then start shooting his load into me as I squirmed. It seemed to take a really long time, and his load felt kind of warm and nice inside me. His dick started softening inside me almost immediately, and he went sort of limp on top of me.
“Damn Chris, you’re one hot bitch,” he murmured in my ear.
I was blushing. “Thanks, Matt.” What else could I say?
I heard something over by the door, and there was Josh in a shirt and boxers, one hand on the bulge in his boxers and the other on his phone with the camera aimed at us. I didn’t know how long he’d been there, but when he saw me looking at him he grinned and vanished before Matt saw him.

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Ass Payment

My name is Luke. I’m in college. School is out for the summer. Now I work a part time job to start catching up on my tuition loans. I work at my local grocery store. It’s about a five minute drive from my apartment. I’m a cashier.

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Vacation with 2 dogs

Joyce, a gorgeous lady in anyone’s book, greeted us. John was off somewhere doing some chores. The welcome was reserved, almost cool, I thought, but it helped to offset the rowdy greeting we received from Jake and Fluff, the two island mascots, a gigantic Dane and a cute, trimmed poodle.
Joyce shooed them off and invited us into her home, a cozy Cape Cod, “Come on in and I’ll fix some cool drinks.”
“We’ll have sodas,” I said, as Steve had had a few too many beers on the way down.
We sat and chatted for a half hour or so before Joyce offered to go find John. Steve said he would go with her, but I declined. All I wanted was a shower and chance to lie down. The island was big; they would be gone a long time.
I waved goodbye to them and headed to the guest room. As I stripped my grimy clothes off, Fluff hopped on the bed and made herself at home.
“I’ll contend with you later.” My period always made me grouch, and horny, but the latter would have to wait.
The warm shower was wonderful. I stayed in for over ten minutes letting my aches and pains and sweat wash off of my body. I loved showers, because I loved the feeling of tiny little fingers caressing my body. I loved my own hand caressing my body, ALL over, and I did that a lot. I loved even more large rough hand, like Steve’s, all over my body, but lately he seemed to be more intent on doing “his thing” and letting me fend for myself. But even “his thing” in bed was pretty good.
A shiver of delight ran through my body thinking of the other night when we fucked up a storm after that great porn movie I got at the video store. He even saved some for my anus that time, something he hasn’t done for a long while. My, but he was good at that. I am just sorry I had to be the one to initiate it each time. I even had to go and get the videos.
But, enough of that. I finally felt relaxed and cool. A brisk rub down with one of Joyce’s luxurious towels almost got me in the mood for more than a nap, but Steve wouldn’t be back for an hour or so.
“A nap would still be great, but maybe I’ll just get myself off once before I sack out. I’ll blame it on my period,” I said out loud.
I found the bed still occupied by Fluff, but a quick jerk of her collar convinced her I wanted it all. She rested her head on the bed and whined, but I was way off in another world by then. My legs were flung wide open, my hands caressing ever contour of my body. It was a delicious body and I loved it dearly, just as Steve did. It was nice to know that even though I had two kids, was married again and pushing that dreaded forty, I was still desirable.
One of the guys at work, a dippy sort, was constantly telling me how beautiful I was. At first I though it was just a line and he was trying to seduce me, but I finally became convince that he was really in love with me and he really thought I was beautiful and wonderful. Although I had flirted with him a few time and even fantasized more than that, I had still been faithful to Steve. But it had been sort of tempting and it was nice to think that I still had that kind of attraction to males. I felt good about myself and I treated myself accordingly.
All these things flashed through my mind as my body gradually softened in my own hands and approached that wonderful pinnacle I so longed for. My God, how I liked to orgasm. Although I loved fucking (I have had more than my share, too), it was really the orgasm that did it. I didn’t mind getting a guy’s rocks off, as long as he did the same for me. His cum was nice, but not mandatory.
For some reason as I gradually approached, then backed away (I loved to tease myself, too), that guy at work kept entering my head. He used to write porn stories for me. Some weren’t too bad either, too bad I don’t have one now, but he almost had an animal fetish, as several were about animals fucking women (in his stories, the “leading lady” was always me – great). I wonder what it would be like….
A loud crash echoed through the room. It triggered my climax. “OOOH, I sure am good,” I moaned.
It was a few moments before I realized that I had heard the noise, so absorbed in finger-fucking myself, was I. “Who’s that.”
I raised my head saw Fluff sprawled on the floor. It had been her. She scrambled up and tried once again to leap onto the bed, apparently her original goal, but the throw rug and prevented that.
“Oh, all right, you mutt, get up here,” I said as I helped her up. “There is enough room for two ladies up here, just don’t crowd me, OK?”
It was too warm for covers, so I lay back down in my all-together intending to take a cat nap. My mind slowly wandered back to some of my better sexual exploits, a common day dream. Some were really neat. I remember once, there was this guy. He wasn’t so good looking, but he was big and blond and had a great build and was young.
I remember that he was so nervous the first time he tried to put it in he came all over me. He apologized so profusely, just like his cum, and started crying. I remember pushing his tear-stained face towards my twat, holding him there until he started eating me. His tongue was all slobbery and soft and felt so good, especially when he tried to slip it up my vagina. He wasn’t much of a fuck, too quick, but he was great at giving head.
The image of this guy was so vivid I could almost feel him doing it to me again. In my daydream I reached down to sort of guide his head, and was startled to find Fluff there!
I screamed and flew up throwing that damned dog off of the bed. It was gross. I actually had a dog licking my cunt. Now, I needed another shower.
Poor dog. I knew dogs were attracted to blood and here I was in heat myself. I sure didn’t know female dogs were into that, too.
Before I got into the shower I had a chance to think about it. “It sure felt good. I’m no prude. Why not?”
“Is that what you want girl, to eat a little pussy, huh?” I cooed. “Fluff, come back her. Good dog! How would you like to take care of old auntie Alice?”
I got her back up on the bed and crawled in behind her. It didn’t take much to lead her back to my crotch. Actually, I didn’t know if it was my vaginal juices from my masturbating or my blood that attracted her, but who cares.
Her cold nose sent a shock through me and caused me to recoil, but her warm, wet tongue soon slizzered out and caused another kind of shock wave to rip through me. A moment later, I squealed and raised my hips slightly; she had stuck her long tongue right into my very wet hole.
“Go to it, Fluff. Just don’t forget my clit.” But she had no interest it that. I tried to get her to lick that, but her tongue was too coarse for that sensitive organ, inflamed as it was. So I let her go back to my cunt and I played joyfully with my clitoris myself.
I was in heaven. No man had ever done me quite like this. Her tongue was so long it felt like it was going all the way up to my cervix. God, it was great. My eyes must have bugged out, as I started to cum. I shook and panted and squealed for what seemed like ten minutes. I could have continued for hours like this, except we had a visitor.
As we were merrily on our way (I am not sure about Fluff, but I sure was going great) up the erotic hill, Jake came bursting into the room. In a flash he was on the bed, like a puppy, trying to see what all of the excitement was.
I wasn’t about to quit a good thing and I sure didn’t care who saw us now, I was so far along. It didn’t take long for me to notice that he didn’t seem too interested in me, but he did take a sudden liking to Fluff.
How ludicrous. If I had been in more receptive shape I would have laughed, but my body was struggling to complete its journey. There was Jake, this huge dog trying to hump a dog, two hands shorter, while she was tongue fucking me.
In then ensuing struggle, the bed taking a terrible beating, Fluffy caught my clit and I screamed in delight and melted in ecstasy.
I clamped my legs shut as Fluffy didn’t seem to care that I had climaxed and didn’t want to stop. I wanted to lie there and bask, as it were, but fate would have none of that. Jake was still earnestly humping the air with all of the urgency and abandon of a teen in the back seat of a car. Fluffy, obviously ignoring Jake was trying to root out my vagina again.
Now, being quite intelligent, I figured, “Why should I get all the breaks, Fluff should be rewarded for a job well done.”
I reached down and try to raise Fluffy’s rear end and sucked in my breath at the sight before me. Jake was humping the air with a downright prodigious member flailing around. This flaming red rod was staring right at me, glimmering and shimmering in the artificial light of the room. ‘Tis a pity men are not endowed with self-lubrication like this guy. It sure looked tastier than K-Y. “What am I saying!”
Anyway, weak as I am, having just completed a very nice climax, and hating to see that fine organ wasted, I continued to try to get Fluffy in position. But it was not to be. I suppose Fluff was not turned on by the same sort things I am, because all she seemed to want to do now was escape.
Although Jake would, no doubt, object, I let her go. She scurried off as quickly as she could.
That left me, and Jake, towering over me still humping like mad. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his moist penis thrusting from his sheath, flopping and bouncing around in the air. It was agonizing to watch him, but I sure wasn’t going to do anything else.
As his haunches continued humping I could see that long dick twitch. I slid my foot under his belly and gently rubbed his cock with my toes.
For some strange reason I found myself saying, “Come on you beautiful beast fuck my toes, let it go… come on you beast, fuck me!”
Slowly and cautiously I reach my hand up to touch it. As it thrashed back and forth in the air I could hold my hand still and feel its smooth and slimy surface run over it. It felt good. Hot and slimy and good. Slowly I closed my hand over it.
“Surely, it wouldn’t do any harm,” I thought.
Jake, figuring he had hit home, went berserk. As I clamped his prick tighter he gave a great surge and “plunged home.” For an instant he paused, then slowly withdrew and began his exaggerated pumping again.
It felt fine to me, but for some unknown reason I panicked and let go. Jake didn’t stop, but his wail convinced me that he might catch on soon that things were not as they should be.
Quickly, I tried to slip out from under him. As I rolled I must have caught Jake off balance as the horny dog went tumbling to the floor with a terrible crash. That gave me an opportunity to wriggle off the bed and escape. Unfortunately, I met Jake getting up. His immense size and forbidding strength sent me flying backwards. I just had the presence of mind to twist around before crashing down. Thank goodness I could reach the bed or I would have busted something. I wound up half on and half off.
For an instant I lay there, panting. That instant was fateful.
Before I could push myself up and get completely away, I felt the hot breath of Jake on my back, instantly followed by a clunk on my head where his chin came to rest. His scratchy, hairy body had me pinned. I struggled to pull away, but his tree-trunk forelegs were like iron prison bars.
I didn’t even have a chance to react to my predicament, when I suddenly felt a hot wet object goose me in the derriere. A scream only seemed to further inflame my captor as I desperately tried to wriggle free. His hard chest scraped my back as he strived to mate with me. His rigid penis, thank god, with a soft, pointy head kept probing into my rear, getting nearer and nearer to something significant.
What was I to do? I was being raped by a dog. They’d never believe that in court. I stopped and gathered all of my remaining strength for one last effort to break free. But this pause was also “fatal.” The instant before I threw myself to one side, his urgent cock found, and entered, my anus. (And all along I was worried about my vagina being violated.)
I gasped. But I couldn’t stop myself. We both toppled off the bed onto the floor. Amazingly, Jake never missed a stroke. As we were falling he had quickly pulled back a short distance, not far enough to extract himself, and with his own desperate surge drive himself fully into me. And even as we were lying on our sides struggling to right ourselves, he persevered.
But a few more of his reckless convulsions on the ground dislodged him. In an instant, without even thinking of the consequences, I was up. I threw myself headlong on the bed crying, “Jake, get up here you bastard, and finish what you started. This wanton woman needs her ass reamed.”
He must have understood English, because he was up and back on me in a flash. I just caught a delicious glimpse of his magnificent cock fully extended, ready for action.
I gasped again as he reestablished his position. His determined thrusting again beating a tattoo on my backside. But this time we had the assistance of previous experience.
I rotated my hips to help his entry. He took a step toward me with his back legs and hunched his powerful haunches. I groaned, “Oh, YES!” as his long hard rod aggressively slipped into my ass once again. My eyes must have gotten big as I felt his hard urgent cock drive in deeply. I felt his hairy haunches strike my buttocks as he sank all of the way in. “Oh God! It’s in. He’s in me. Oh My God!”
[I must admit several things here, dear reader. First, I am not into bestiality, although I love fucking men. Secondly, I love anal intercourse. It has not always been a pleasant thing as most men don’t treat me any differently whichever hole they are in. If they aren’t particularly gentle when they fuck my ass it can really hurt, and of course, if they aren’t adequately lubricated it is pure hell. So I have never become a expert in it seeing as how my men have not, in general, been the kind and gentle sort.
It is tough when you are attracted to the macho-type. Give me the, “Shut up, lady. I’m goin’ fuck the life out of you.” You can have the guys who say, “Please, Alice, may I make love with you?” and “Help me enter you, please, Alice.” I can’t say my type fucks better or not or that they satisfy me any better, I just like them better. “Just like a broad,” you say. Well, eat your heart out, I’m not screwing you, am I?]
Getting back to the real world: I was in heaven kneeling next to the bed, with this monstrous dog humping the livin’ shit out of my ass.
I sure wasn’t in any pain now. I reached down to enhance the effort by playing a little tune on my clit. It was so nice to be fucked and still be able to dawdle over my clitoris and finger fuck myself at my own rate. Jake was fucking like crazy. He was going quite fast, taking short strokes. His cock was slipping in and out like nothing I have ever felt before. I could feel the heat build up, mainly due to my heightening passion, but also due to friction, no doubt.
I squealed with pleasure each time he thrust his long red cock into me. Jake, as far as I could tell, was having a great time, too. Yes, I was fucking the big dog every bit as much as he was fucking me, and we were both enjoying it very, very much.
My hips sort of twitched to meet each thrust that the dog made. He was picking up speed rapidly. Never has any man humped me so fast. Once he had his long cock fully into me he started making short thrusting jabs, not like the delicious long slow strokes that Steve was capable of, seemingly trying to get into me even deeper. I was squealing and groaning, urging him on. All of the sudden it was like I couldn’t get enough air and I nearly passed out.
But I was only cumming. Huge waves of cum rolled over and over me again and again. I could feel my bodily juices flow over my fingers as I stuffed them in my vagina as far as I could. My clit instantly became ultra sensitive and I had to stop stroking it in time to Jake’s thrusts. I could feel my nipples, hard as cherry pits, and I ached to have a real man stroke them. Rubbing them over the sheets was all I could manage with Jake’s weight resting on me. Over and over I orgasmed.
Then the dog took a long powerful lunge that drive my thighs into the side of the bed. I felt a forceful swelling in his penis, fully buried. He exploded in my straining body. Surge after powerful surge followed giving me exquisite pleasure.
I expected him to quickly withdraw his wondrous instrument and amble unconcernedly away. Then I remembered the male dog’s physiology as I felt him start to swell. I wondered, “How big will you get?”
I could feel his cock getting bigger, stretching me, as it twitched inside me. It was really neat and I felt so full.
But I was not going to sit idly by waiting for him to complete the act of mating. I was going to cum again. “Oh, my God, I’m cumming again!” I moaned to no one in particular and started to pant and gasp once again.
Eventually, I became aware of the dog getting restless and wriggling around, still inside of me, each movement giving me great pleasure. I cried in anguish as I finally felt it slip out and tried to back into him to engage it once more, but a sucking sound and a juicy “plop” told me he had pulled out.
I looked back and was amazed to see how big he was, at least eight inches and about an inch and a half thick.
Then he followed the human male lead and casually swaggered off to take a leak some where.
“That was fantastic, simply fantastic!” I said to the empty room.
But the room was not empty. A deep, booming voice broke my reverie, “The bitch likes fuckin’ dogs. How appropriate.”
I groaned in agony as I recognized John, the ultimate macho-man. Even though he seemed to fit the stereotype of “my man,” I was always a little afraid of John. He was just too much like that. More than once I had seen him shove Joyce around, not really hurting her, just, “Letting you know who’s boss.” Joyce has never seen fit to talk of her relationship with him, although she has told me all of the gory, and not so gory, details of all of her many others, and there were many, men before John.
Instantly, I felt a stab in the pit of my stomach. I tried to get up out of my kneeling position, but John’s hand reached out and grabbed my shoulder, forcing me back down.
I looked up into his face. John had a savage scowl as he leered down at me.
The large man slowly reached out his other hand and grabbed my hair. With brute force he slowly pulled me to my feet. With not one word, he leaned down and kissed me. He plunged his tongue deep into my mouth. The taste of stale beer and cigarette smoke made me choke, but he held me firmly to him. I attempted to kick out in self defense, only to have the air knocked out of me by a fist to my midsection. I dropped back to my knees.
“Bitch, if ya’ wanna git a real cock to play with, git mine.” He paused, obviously expecting me to do something. He forced me to take my eyes off of his face and look down. I closed my eyes, but he yanked me painfully by the hair and said, “Look. Take it out and look at it.”
Right in front of my eyes was his crotch. I could clearly see the outline of a huge bulge inside of his filthy jeans.
“Now!” brought me back to my senses.
I slowly reached up and undid his belt. He abruptly shoved me back against the bed, mercifully letting go of my hair. I slumped against the bed as he quickly dropped his pants and was startled by an gigantic cock which bounced free of its confinement. I was caught midway between admiration, longing and dread as I stared at it sticking straight out from his hairy crotch, throbbing in time with his heavy labored breathing. It was almost ugly, almost.
“Do ya’ want to touch it, since you like cocks so much?” But it was more a demand than a question.
I reached out as he took a menacing step towards me. I had never seen a penis that big before. Not only was it long, about as long as my forearm, but it was bigger around than my wrist. If it had been attached to anything else I would have fallen in love with it right there and then, but its owner did not possess the “inner beauty” that should have gone with that magnificent stallion cock. But this unworthy bastard possessed more.
His “charm” did not stop length and breadth. Suspended from the hairy root of that massive dong hung the grossest testicles I had ever seen. They dangled down like a prize bull, and just seemed to churn over and over, each moving like a bloated puppet on a string.
My fascination was curtailed by John’s belched command, “Open your fuckin’ mouth, bitch.”
As I opened my mouth opened, he quickly struck his huge cock into it, way in, making me gag. His one hand alternated between pulling my head toward his loins and yanking it away by my hair. I was afraid to bite, but the thought did cross my mind.
I could hear his sudden grunt of pleasure as my mouth closed around his cock. His hand dug into me hard, pulling me closer as his hips thrust vigorously back and forth. I closed my eyes again, sucking hard and eagerly at his thick cock. I could feel the head of his prick slam the back of my throat with each powerful thrust and this excited me all the more. Tears welled up in my eyes, yet the feel of his hard, straining cock in my mouth awakened a savage hunger in my I’d rarely known before, but couldn’t wait to satisfy.
My tongue slid all around his cock, feeling each pulsing vein press my cheeks out. John’s hands tightened in my hair as I slowly let my hand creep up to explore his grand testicles. I gently squeezed the sperm-bloated balls and tried to trace the sinewy trail leading to the end of his gigantic organ.
In a way I was hoping he would just let me suck him off, but then in a perverse way I sort of hoped he wouldn’t. After a few minutes of his masturbating with me as the tool, he suddenly flung me back towards the bed.
Although I didn’t make it, falling back down to the floor, I didn’t need written instructions to know that I had to get up and lay down on it. With all of the confidence in the world he stood there proudly and defiantly.
“My, he’s hung. Thank God I am already juicy,” I thought.
I dutifully lay down on my back, spreading my legs and awaited the onslaught.
He took his hard, huge cock into his hands and aimed it at my gaping hole. It lurched violently. I was suitably amazed and impressed.
“Big enuff?” he asked lecherously, his eyes gleaming. “Iszat what your cunt is needin’?”
I couldn’t answer. The sight of his rigid pulsing flesh rising straight up from his hairy loins aimed at my unprotected pussy made me almost faint with desire. Uncontrollably, I began rotating my bottom in wanton little circles on the mattress. Involuntarily my hand darted to my sensitive, vulnerable bud of my clitoris, prodding and swirling around and around. “Aaaaaaah,” I moaned.
“But it’s so big,” I thought in terror. “It will surely tear me apart.” Suddenly, as he stepped towards me, my lust was forgotten in a flood of terror. “No!” I gasped. “Stop! Please, let me go!”
I could tell in his eyes he wanted to shove his bursting cock up inside my tight little belly. I suspected he also wanted to watch my face as he entered, because he commanded, “Get on top of me!” His lust-contorted face made it perfectly clear I should follow his command.

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Serendipity

I watched a comedy that featured stop action whenever the main character had an incredible, enlightening moment. I kept imagining him saying, “WTF” whenever the movie froze. This story, other than being inspired by that movie, has no relationship to it. This story is a humorous series of events out of my twisted imagination. I hope you enjoy reading it.

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My Story part one meeting Jon

Hey, my name’s Zac, I’m 22 years old 5 feet and 10 inches tall 170 pounds athletic build but not ripped of really well defined. I have brown shaggy hair no facial hair and not much body hair only armpits and little on my arms and legs but no hair by the time you get up my thighs. No hair on my butt and I keep a clean trimmed ‘area’ with a little strip of hair going up to my naval but no further. I’m average to small in length, 5 inches cut, but pretty thick.
I act totally straight but I am totally gay and have been out since middle school. Being gay I got some grief but most people didn’t have a problem as I had a lot of friends that were jocks and popularity seems to reduce harassment. It’s was also hard for people to make fun of me being gay when I am not at all feminine and unless you ask or found out some other way people just don’t have a clue that I’m gay. It’s nice that way because I didn’t and don’t get made fun of or harassed, but I also get a lot of girls flirting with me. I normally think of it as friendly conversation but my friends can tell better than I can when they are flirting and when they are just chatting and they will step in and say “you know he’s gay, right?” or “you’re barking up the wrong tree.” I usually get more embarrassed than the girls just because I never seem to notice when they are interested in me and they just kind of laugh it off and move on.
A few girls have gotten really upset after hitting on me and finding out I was gay. One time in high school a group of friends and I went to the water park and another group of people kind of meshed with our by mutual friends and one girl started chatting with me. I had two other guy friends, Randy and Chris, close by me chatting with each other sitting on the edge of the pool with the sun deck behind us. This girl was talking to me and I had no idea she was flirting but my friends noticed and instead of telling her they just let it play out. We all continued chatting with each other for the next twenty minutes or so and my friends made little chuckles every so often obviously from what they knew and she didn’t and she was apparently pretty focused on me but I had no clue. I was talking with all of them and listening but I wasn’t really maintaining eye contact with any of them. Finally she asked what they were giggling about and Chris broke the news. “You really don’t get it do you?”
“Get what?”
“Haven’t you noticed where he’s been looking the entire time we have been talking?”
She looked ahead of us where there was a group of guys playing water volleyball and she looked back “so, what’s your point” I suddenly realized what was going on and my face turned bright red.
“Wow, really? You’ve been flirting with him this whole time and he hasn’t been looking at you, he’s been checking out other people.”
“No he hasn’t, there are hardly anyone in the pool right now they are all over there tanning” she snapped back at him really offended that they assumed I would be checking out other girls when she was right there. I felt horrible and burried my face in my hands as they continued.
“Haha, no all the GIRLS are over there tanning” he pointed over behind us “he’s looking out in the pool at the GUYS” there was a long pause like she either didn’t get it or was in shock about the situation before Randy laughed and like a smart ass slowly said “hee’s gaaayyy”
“oh my god” she stood up “jerks” and pushed my friends into the pool and stormed away. They just kept laughing and I felt horrible and quick got up and chased her down to apologize.
“I’m sorry Kate, I didn’t know you were interested in me, I just thought we were hanging out.”
“You’re really gay, you were flirting with me and everything?”
“Yeah, I’m really sorry, I had no idea you were flirting. My friends can be assholes sometimes I feel awful.”
She grabbed me and started kissing me hard for a few second like she would tongue the gay out of me. “How about that?” she said proudly like she was irresistible and that I couldn’t possibly turn her down now.
My friends caught up to us and were about 10 feet behind me and saw the whole thing. I stepped back really thrown off and started shaking my head “I’m really sorry”
She got this really angry look and just turned and walked away while my friends began laughing yet again. Randy put his arm around my shoulders and said “nice job Zac, I’m gonna have to try the uninterested thing cuz that kiss looked pretty hot haha”
I laughed a little “shut up dude, that was really mean”
“Oh come on, it was funny and she’ll get over it. It’s not like you led her on an broke her heart, everyone saw you staring at those guys. She was just dumb enough not to notice.”
Chris then stepped in laughing even harder “holy shit”
“what now?” I asked.
“She’s not only dumb enough not to notice you drooling at those guys but she’s unlucky as hell”
“what are you talking about?”
“Look at your chain hahaha” he pointed to my chain necklace that has a link in it with a silver gay pride logo. I looked down and Randy looked at it. It was twisted so that the logo was facing my chest and wasn’t visible to read.
Randy straightened it out so it was clearly visible. “Hahaha there we go, maybe we should get you a tattoo or something”
“Or maybe we should like write it on your forehead or get a sign or something” Chris piped in.
We started walking back to the pool “you guys are horrible. Was I really that obvious?”
“Dude, yeah, you like licked your lips twenty times looking at those guys. If we weren’t already at the pool I’d have to hose you down haha” Randy snickered.
“So how was that kiss by the way” Chris asked happily.
“she tasted like strawberry lip gloss. Not good.” I said disgusted.
“Damn it, I love that taste. How do you not like that?”
“Haha Zac needs to feel a beard rubbin on him when he makes out not a pair of Cs grinding on him” Randy chuckled.
“Damn she did have a nice chest, you think I have a chance?” Chris asked.
“After all that, I’m gonna go with no. Maybe I should get a tattoo, that was really embarrassing”
Most girls don’t cause that much of a scene but that was the worst. Most of the stories I’ll post are from High School and we’ll see what I tell after that.
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The school day was over and I went with Chris and Randy and our other friend Brent to the weight room to workout before going home. Randy was on a machine while Chris was just hanging out with us not lifitng weights.
“So do you think Kristin likes me?” Chris asked.
“Dude, when are you just gonna ask her out?” Brent asked while spotting me on the bench press.
“I just wanna find out if she’d be into me before I ask cuz if she isn’t then it’d be weird. I mean we all hangout all the time so it’d be weird if I ask her out and she shoots me down.”
“God, you’re such a pussy, just ask her.”
“Screw you Randy. Seriously, you think she’d like me? I’m good looking right?”
Neither said anything they just laughed.
“Come on guys. Zac, I’m attractive, right. If you didn’t know me you’d like me right?”
I finished my set and sat up “You’re not my type but yeah you’re good looking you should ask her” Chris seemed to be happy with my answer. We finished working out and headed to the locker room.
“Hey, wait up!” Kristin yelled at us before we got to the locker room.
“Hi Kristin” Chris said stupidly. Brent laughed under his breath.
“Hey, guys. Zac, what are you doing tonight?”
“No plans yet, we were just going over to Randy’s place to hang out for a while but nothing really, why?”
“I wanna introduce you to my friend Jon. We’re going bowling tonight and you should come with us, you guys can come too. I think you two would would be cute together.”
“Awwwww” Brent joked and laughed. I just stood there for a second.
“We’ll be there” Randy answered for me.
“Great, meet us at the alley at 8” Kristin headed out.
“Bye, Kristin” Chris said and Brent proceeded to laugh at him. We all headed into the lockerroom to change.
“Alright Zac, you got a date tonight” Randy congratulated me.
“Yeah, maybe Chris will get the balls to ask Kristin out tonight too haha” Brent said as he slapped Chris on the back.
“Maybe I will, Ass. I can’t let Zac be the only one with a date.”
“It’s not that big of a deal guys, I’m just gonna meet the guy doesn’t mean it’s a date.”
“Dude, have you seen Jon before?” Chris asked as he pulled out his phone.
“No, have you?” I asked as I pulled up my jeans.
“Yeah, look, he’s hot” Chris showed me his phone. He had a picture message saved of Kristin at a party with Jon.
“Wow” I suddenly got nervous for tonight.
“Alright, Zac has a hot date tonight. Let’s go chill at my place til bowling” Randy said as he tied his shoes and walked to the door.
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“Zac you haven’t said hardly two words since we left the school” Chris said. We were in Randy’s room playin video games.
“Haha that’s cuz he’s nervous bout his date tonight” Brent laughed.
I just smilled and gave a little laugh.
“Oh wow, you really are” Randy paused the game and turned to me. I was on his bed leaning against the wall, Chris was on the floor in front of the TV, Ryan was sitting on the edge of the bed playing the game with Chris and Brent was sitting on a chair on the other side.
“Why’d you stop playing” I asked.
“Cuz we gotta get you ready for tonight. If you’re this nervous just from seeing that pic on Chris’ phone then we gotta make sure you’re ready.”
“What you mean ready? We’re ready, we just gotta wait til 8” I asked.
“No, we’re ready. We’re just bowling. You are going on a date, you gotta be date ready” Randy got up and went to his closet. He threw me a towel. “Go shower cuz you stink and I’m gonna give you some clothes to wear tonight.”
“It’s not that big of a deal”
“Don’t be stubborn just get in the shower.” Brent said as he pulled me up and pushed me toward the bathroom.
When I got out Randy had clothes for me and I got dressed. “Nice, you look good. Now if you strike out tonight then I need those clothes back but if you get lucky and start grindin on him, I don’t want them back haha”
“Whatever let’s just go”
We got to the bowling alley in Randy’s car and met up with Kristin and a group of friends. She introduced me to Jon as the rest began bowling and talking. He was taller than me around 6 feet tall with short wavy brown hair and green eyes. He he looked well built like a wrestler’s build and had an amazing smile. We all hung out together had a really fun time and on the way out Jon asked if I needed a ride home. I obviously didn’t because I came with Randy and them but I immediately said yes and waved Brent away and he took the hint and told the guys they were going home without me.
We drove around for awhile talking and then stopped at an empty park and continued talking. I slid closer to him as he put his hand on the back of my head and began kissing me. I melted and let out a soft moan “mmm” and he didn’t miss a beat. He immediately put his hand under my shirt and lifted it up. I then proceeded to pull off his shirt as we continued kissing. i reached down his stomach and unbuttoned his pants. He dropped the back of his seat and pulled me with him to the back and in the process his unzipped jeans slid down staying in the front seat.
I began kissing his neck as his hands slid into my jeans and his fingers wandered down my crack. I couldn’t wait I moved down his chest. He was built with broad shoulders and tan defined body. I made my way down and lifted the waistband of his boxers revealing 8 inches of thick uncut cock. I began sticking my tongue under his skin rolling around the tip and felt his head on the back of my head push me down onto him. I bobbed my head on him tasting him heart racing.
The taste of his precum was so sweet and made me suck him harder. He stopped me pulling me up again. “take off your pants” I got out of my pants faster than ever before and he pulled me up so that i was straddling his chest and he swallowed my cock as he slid his fingers around my tight hole. He poked one finger into me and i almost lost my mind.
I began moaning “ahhhhh” biting my lower lip. he then grabbed his jeans and puller out a condom and as i slid down his body he put on the condom while licking my stomach and chest. He guided his cock to my boy hole “it’s all you, I don’t wanna hurt you” he whispered and I lowered myself on him. I slowly took all of him inside me as he moved his hands around my chest rubbing my nipples “ahhhhhhh” I began moving up and down as his hips started to thrust slowly.
He grabbed ahold of my shaft and started pumping. His body glistened with sweat and the combination of seeing his sweaty chest, his strong fist stroking my penis and his massive cock fucking my insides I just couldn’t hold it and I began shooting my cum onto him. The first shot landed on his face and he licked it off his lips the next few onto his chest and down his stomach and the last couple onto his hand that he then lifted to his mouth and licked clean. i continued riding him as he ate my cum and he then quickly pulled me up off of him “I’m bout to cum”
I went down and pulled the condom off of him and attacked his dick with my tongue as he blasted my throat with his hot sweet cum. Eating ever bit I could as he thrust his hips on my face. After his cock started to soften I lick up my cum from his stomach. I licked his abs and his pecs. Licking around his nipples that had a little hair around them and a small patch of hair in the middle of his chest. The taste of his cum still in my mouth mixed with my cum and his sweat was intoxicating and I was floating as I made my way up to his face and kissed him adding the taste of his tongue to the cocktail in my mouth.
We got dressed and he drove me home. When we got there I saw Randy’s car in my driveway and got one last kiss before heading inside.
“Hey honey, you’re home late. Your friends got here two hours ago. They’re waiting in your room.”
“Thanks mom.” I rolled my eyes and headed up stairs.
I walked into my room and Brent and Chris were playing video games and immediately stopped and looked at me with huge sarcastic smiles. Randy asked “So, two hours late. What the hell, did you get lost?” I just ignored him and walked in and over to my closet. “So should I even ask for my clothes back?”
I didn’t answer his question. Instead I grabbed a towel “I gotta take a shower, I’ll be out in a minute”
Chris and Brent started making hooting and hollering noises “oww woo hoo oww wow” and Randy laughed and as I got into the shower I could hear him say to the others “damn and I really liked that shirt haha”
When I got out of the shower I put on some shorts and joined them in my room.
“On the first date, you slut haha.” Brent chuckled “Just kidding man, how was the date?”
“It was good” I replied as I climbed onto my bed. Randy was sitting on the bed with me and the other two on my couch next to the bed playing video games.
“I heard it was better than good” Chris said.
“What do you mean, you heard? I just got back!”
“Kristin texted me while you were in the shower. Jon just thanked her for introducing you two” I smiled as Chris continued explaining his texting conversation with Kristin “and she was just as shocked as us that you two took two hours to get home and asked him what happened. He told her that you guys made a stop at the park and bowm chicka wow wow hahaha”
“What! I can’t believe he told her!”
“Holy shit! I added that part, but you really did have sex with him!!!!” Chris exlaimed. Both Randy and Brent’s jaws dropped and my face turned red. “He just told Kristin you guys went to the park for awhile.” Chris corrected his previous statement.
“Wow, now you have to fess up Zac, what the hell happened?!?!?!?” Brent asked.
“Oh my god, you guys suck so bad”
“Come on buddy, Chris caught you, now you gotta let us know what happened” Randy said as he moved next to me and rubbed my shoulders to try and get me to relax and take my face out from behind my hands. “What happened? Nothing too graphic just the basics.”
“Fine I’ll tell you but give me a minute” I was so embarrassed.
“Ok you have until the end of this game.” Randy accepted my request and they started playing again. I laid back on my bed trying to get over the embarrassment. Randy was sitting on the bed right next to me and Chris and Brent continued there game. I probably had five minutes.
Randy was my best friend and always stuck up for me and knew me better than anyone. He had medium length dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was about my height and weight with the same build but slightly thinner and had facial hair in a strip that went along his jaw from ear to ear and had hair around his nipples and a strip that goes through his naval down his shorts and above his naval a couple inches as well.
Chris and Brent were also really really close friends. Chris has light brown hair and brown eyes and wears glasses. He is a little taller than me and is a little chubby but not at all fat and was pretty strong and muscular but no definition because he was a little chubby. He has no facial hair and none on his chest or stomach either. Brent is shorter than the rest of us but is about the same weight and is well built and fairly well defined. We has dark hair and blue-green eyes no facial hair with hair around his nipples and a line from the middle of his chest all the way down his stomach to his shorts. We all have clean and trimmed ‘areas’.
All three of them are really comfortable with me. All of my friends were comfortable with me being gay and they all accepted it but these three were the only one’s that were totally comfortable meaning they didn’t feel weird in locker rooms or changing with me or staying at my house or me at their houses. I had dated a few guys previously and talked about it with them but this was embarrassing because I had never had sex with a guy after just meeting him.
The four of us were sitting around in shorts at 1 in the morning and their game was over. “Ok Zac, spill it, what happened?” Chris demanded.
“We drove around for a little while talking and then we stopped at the park.” They all were looking at me and made me embarrassed again and I dropped back to lay down so I didn’t have to look at them while I told them.
Randy was sitting legs crossed on my bed next to me with his back to the TV facing me. Brent and Chris were sitting on the couch both on the edge waiting. “Come on buddy, keep goin” Randy said patting my stomach trying to get me to continue.
“We talked for a little while longer and then he kissed me. We started making out and then ended up in the back seat.” I looked at them and they all had stunned looks but weren’t going to let me stop there. “Some clothes came off…….and……..I had sex with him.”
“Nice, way to go Zac haha” Brent laughed and congratulated. Chris did the same.
“So, how was it? You glad you did it? You like him? Are you going to see him again? Randy interogated.
“Woah, slow down. Yes I like him or wouldn’t have had sex with him. I don’t regret it even though I’ve never done that on the first date.” I tried to answer all questions but Randy caught me.
“You didn’t answer one.”
“Yeah” Chris agreed. “How was it? Is he hot? Is he packin haha?”
“Ok, don’t get too graphic here Chris. That’s enough questions haha” Brent interupted.
“Well Zac?” Randy directed the questions back to me.
“Well Chris, yes he is insanely hot and he’s bigger than you haha”
“Well that ain’t hard hahaha” Brent joked.
“Shut up prick!” Chris hit Brent “For real, I’m not small am I? Was he really that much bigger?”
“Hahahaha settle down Chris he’s just giving you a hard time” Randy said.
“I’m just kidding Chris you’re fine he’s just bigger than you haha and yes it was good, it was very very good” I said with a huge smile.
“Nice buddy, you got a hot boyfriend. Now I just gotta find a hot girlfriend and catch up haha” Randy congratulated and patted my chest as he turned around back toward the TV and sat next to my head while I stayed laying down.
Brent and Chris continued playing video games “Ok for real, I’m not that small am I? I mean I’m bigger than Zac and he just got a hot guy so I should be able to get a hot girl right?” Chris asked with a worried tone. “Would Kristin like me or am I too small? Seriously guys!”
“Oh my god you fucking spaz” Brent said. “you’re not small, you’re average. Zac is small but it obviously doesn’t matter cuz he’s the only one getting laid and by a hotty so you need to stop worrying. Kristin won’t care especially if you never get the balls to ask her out.”
“Oh Zac, kick his ass he called you small” Chris said.
“Hahaha I don’t care he also said I have a hot boyfriend” I replied.
“Oh Brent, kick his ass he called you gay” Chris instigated.
“Haha you’re the only one that’s gonna get his ass kicked if you don’t stop tryin to start shit” Randy ended the bickering.

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