The following story depicts graphic sex acts between males. If gay sex is offensive to you or illegal at you location, or if you are a minor, read no further.
This is my third story posting. If you like it, great, I'd love to hear what turned you on. Don't copy or repost. It isn't nice.
"Just Sex"
His tongue found that cluster of skin and nerve endings just under the crown of my dickhead. I started to moan. He started to nibble. I know that we circumcised guys supposedly have less sensitivity there than our uncut counterparts, but if I had any more sensitivity under the rim, I'd have been screaming. I was only half-hard at the outset of this oral assault, but now my hard seven and a quarter incher was probably pushing seven and a half. Descriptions like ramrod and steely column come to mind. I was standing beside the bed and my every instinct wanted to bend my knees and get those hips thrusting, but that would have moved my dickhead away from his nibbling mouth, so I stood absolutely, agonizingly still.
He was lying naked on his stomach across the bed, propped up on his elbows for the proper angle of oral attack. This position was giving me a view that would have made me hard even without the oral onslaught. Beyond his head of long, dark hair, he had broad bare shoulders, remarkable considering he was otherwise pretty hairy. Maybe he shaved. His upper back was laid out like two broad slabs of muscle tapering to his waist. This position seemed to exaggerate the proportions and made his waist seem impossibly small. The best part was his ass. I know, isn't it always ? He clearly knew where to get a tan without a bathing suit, so his toned skin flowed unbroken right up over the mounds of his ass. Again, his position was forcing his belly into the bed, so his ass rose improbably high. His dimpled ass cheeks were well defined: huge, tight and lightly dusted with hair.
Suddenly he changed strategy and popped my dripping head in his mouth, licking around the entire head and popping the head in and out of his taut, teasing lips. He was steadying and restraining my organ with both fists, Yup, I'm big enough for two hands, but I still couldn't thrust with his tight grip. I could reach though, and reached for the luscious ass with both hands, each hand kneading a muscular cheek. They were indeed all muscle. He shifted his focus long enough to squeeze his ass cheeks together and thrust his hips upward, falling back and apparently repositioning his dick under his belly. I placed one hand in the tight small of his back and ran my other hand in the valley of his ass, finding it moist and warm. He contracted his muscles again, and suddenly it felt like my hand was caught in a vise. Maybe the anal exploration was unwelcome. Before I could ponder this any further, he rolled over on his back.
"Let me at your nuts", he growled.
I knelt up on the edge of the bed and spread my legs, letting my testicles dangle just over his nose and darting tongue. My dick would normally be perpendicular with a good hard-on, but it was well beyond that, almost vertical, with a light flow of pre-cum flowing down the shiny shaft. He popped my lower-hanging left nut into the warmth of his mouth and tugged, released and then did the same with the right one, his nose nuzzling the tender space at the root of my cock. I sank a little lower, trying not to suffocate him, but to enjoy that extra bit of stimulation in that hot spot everyone forgets.
As if the mouth play wasn't enough, I had a new visual feast laid out before me with him on his back. My hands started to wander and explore. His chest was as proportionally large as his back and even broadened in this position as his large arms were extended flat out over his head and wrapped around my legs to hold me in place by my ass cheeks. The mounds of his pec's defied gravity and rose defiantly from his chest. Dark hair radiated from his oversized nipples at the bottom of each rise, the nipple size somewhat disguised as they began to blend in with his perfect tan. His chest was rising and falling with his deep breathing, his rippled gut pumping his diaphragm up and down with each breath. His circumcised cock was as impossibly hard as mine. It actually hung in the air over his tight stomach, throbbing with his heartbeat, but never sagging enough to lay on his flat, rippled belly. His tool was a decent size. Not a horsecock, but plenty big enough to hit all the right spots. What amazed me about it though was that it was still dry. Not a trace of pre-cum. I reach out to touch it, lightly grazing the prominent veiny ridge that ran from the underside of the head to his loose ballsack. This prompted him to stop nibbling on my balls long enough to say,
"Grab it, goddam it. Squeeze it hard !"
Never disappoint a guy with your dick in his mouth or your cock in his fist. Its a rule. I grabbed his dick by the base with one hand, gathering up his nutsack at the same time, forming a one handed cockring. His dickhead grew larger and darker and the veins stood out on the side of his shaft. It looked like it would burst, but out came the first drop of precum from the tip. I gathered it up with my freehand, rubbed it around the now-glistening head, and brought it to my lips for a taste. A little salty, but not bad. Oops, my dick and balls were swinging free suddenly and he was moaning almost like he was in pain. I guess my actions were distracting his actions.
"You bastard ! Don't stop...." I warned.
He must have known about the rule too because suddenly his large hands were pulling my ass cheeks apart and his talented tongue found its way along the trail from my balls to the rosebud of my ass. Yipee, a rim job. This guy wasn't afraid to really go for it. I leaned forward to give him better access to my puckered, tingling hole, which coincidentally put my face in touch with his rod. I'd like to say I dove on that throbbing piece of meat until it tickled its way by my tonsils. He probably would have liked that too. Unfortunately my gag reflex limited me to a pleasant tour of his throbbing dickhead. He wasn't complaining, in fact he was humming with pleasure, which in turn became my pleasure as it made it feel like a vibrator had been added to the rimming. It was pretty obvious the way this one was heading. I had the juiced up asshole and he had the wet and dripping cock. Nope, this was not the way I wanted it to play out. Maybe later, after I got what I wanted. Time for a change.
"Roll over. I want your ass".
There, that was pretty straight forward. Low and behold, roll over he did, dropping to his elbows, spreading his legs, and raising his ass, presenting me with those incredible cheeks and a huge set of balls dangling below his crack. Wow, where to begin? I reached to the night stand drawer and grabbed a tube of lube, spreading those firm cheeks and running a running a ribbon from the base of his spine right down to his balls. No reason to skimp `cause I decided we were gonna get REALLY sloppy. I decided to begin with the balls. The cooler lube had caused them to pull up a bit in his nutsack, but I began a persistent tugging and ran the index finger of my other hand around the rim of his rosebud. The index finger was the first to make the direct assault. I wasn't gentle. One quick thrust and I was in all the way. His head shot up, his back arched and his stomach pulled up in response to the anal invasion. Once again the balls pulled up. Once again I pulled them back down. I moved that finger around and explored his fuck chute, looking for that magic center of male pleasure, the prostate gland. A low, animal-like growl let me know that I had hit pay dirt. I began slowly fucking his ass with my finger, aiming each inward thrust at his pleasure center, letting him relax those powerful ass muscles. It only took three or four finger thrusts before he started pushing his ass back to meet my finger. Without missing a beat I substituted my middle "fuck" finger for a deeper penetration. I also let his balls go and grabbed onto the root of his dick. He had fallen to half staff with the anal assault, getting softer, but not really losing any length. There was a lot to play with. I matched each finger pull with a well lubed tug on his prick and his flag started to raise. It was time for multiple fingers. I didn't waste any time with two, but jumped directly to three. He felt the change at his hole immediately and eased back gently. The further back he pushed, naturally the wider he opened.
"Ah, Ah, Ah, Ahhhh, Oh, shit !" was all he managed.
He froze at that point, getting accustomed to the dilation of his ass ring. I was pretty busy, though. I positioned myself on my knees between his legs and stopped tugging at his prick long enough to reach for a Magnum and tear open the foil package with my teeth. Putting a rubber on your dick with one hand is an acquired skill, but I wasn't about to pull my hand away from holding his ass open, and I didn't want him to move a muscle. One of the requirements for this stunt is a very hard prick. Absolutely no problem there. I decided to make the unrolling down my shaft easy too. With my one freehand I pulled the Magnum over my dickhead and positioned my prick at his hole, stilled plugged by my three fingers. With one rapid movement I withdrew my fingers and immediately replaced them with the covered head of my prick, using the tightness of his ass ring to unroll the latex down the length of my shaft as I slowly but steadily sunk it into the depths of his chute. I had to go slowly. The sensation down the length of my prick built up a pleasurable pressure and fullness that spread down into my balls. At this moment I had an incredible awareness of the hardness and rigidity of my prick. I felt like I could have driven it through a solid plate of steel. As for my fuck buddy, I'm not sure how he managed to remain on all fours, but his head was bolt upright shaking side to side and he was growling up a storm while his mane of long, dark hair swung back and forth, obviously feeling every inch. My fingers are long, but my tool is longer and I began to reach areas of his bowels that my finger assault hadn't touched.
This guy was really responsive, and I was intent on getting some real motion underway. After bottoming out in his hole, I slowly, agonizingly withdrew, this time feeling all of the blood in my prick being pulled closer to the head, causing it to engorge to the point that it came out of his ass with a startling pop that eliciting a gasp from both of us. I repositioned myself from my knees to a squatting position with my feet planted outside of his knees, once again using his muscular ass for support. I kept one hand on his ass and used the fist of my other to guide my fuck stick back where it belonged. Neither one of us was slow or patient this time. I pushed forward while he thrust his hips back. We connected. I inserted. He impaled, I drove it home, and we both froze. For a moment we were connected only by my prick
"Fuck me, man," He demanded.
I didn't waste any time. I hunched over and placed a hand on the back of his neck for balance, and grabbed a fistful of his long, flowing hair with the other. It felt so dam powerful and erotic that I switched and used both hand to grab his hair. The horseback/bareback images flowed through my brain and into my groin. This was truly a stallion bucking under me, and I didn't have to do much more than hold on. I did hold on, and when he slowed down a bit, probably overwhelmed by the sensations, I shifted my hands, reaching under and grabbing his still rock-hard prick. I took over the motion now, driving forward with my hips and prick while pulling back on his dripping hardness. It felt like I was squatting and jerking off, but with my dick inside his body behind his dick, it was as if my fuck stick was a foot long. Freaking out at the feeling of this new sensation, I began to concentrate on working his dick the way I like to work my own. We were both thrusting forward at the same time as I roughly grabbed the base of shaft and used my well-lubed hand to concentrate on the head. This was all translating to my own prick as a pulsating pressure around the entire shaft and a vice-like cock ring around the base. It was more overwhelming for his dick though, with all the direct stimulation and the back pressure on his prostate. Without warning his upper body snapped to an upright position, almost bucking me off of his back, but I fell back to my knees and was still grabbing his dick while his large hands immediately came around behind him to grab and hold my ass from each side keeping my stick planted motionless in his hole. His large sweat-soaked back was arched away from me now as his hands reached behind to my ass. My face was buried in his hair and I drank in his soapy, sweaty scent. My hands hadn't lost their grip on his cock, and soon we were both thrusting in unison. There was no mistaking the signs. He was close. His breathing was shallow and he was gasping. His thrusts became shorter and faster, and then of course there was the screaming,
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming"
I felt his nuts pull up in their sack and a pulse starting at the base as I gave one quick hard squeeze there and then released. He leaned back into me an we both slumped back a bit as his body went taut. His cum flew straight up. I let go and held onto his massive pecs for support. His hands flew to his prick and started pumping.
Oh shit, Oh shit, Ohmygawd. Aaagh.
Cum flew everywhere. I've never seen so much juice pumping out of a prickhead. For a minute I thought he was pissing, but there was no mistaking the heady aroma of cock juice. There was also no mistaking the pulsing of his ass muscle around my throbbing dick with each shot of his ejaculate. I rubbed the sticky cum into his heaving pecs and then brought my hands up to his mouth. As his gasping subsided he began to lick it off my fingers before collapsing forward to the bed. I was literally plastered to his back, my sweaty, hairy chest to his sweaty, hairy back, my pole still fully imbedded into his now slack hole. Well, the fuck stud may have been finished, but I still had my fully cocked rod planted in his spent hole. I peeled myself off of his back, planted my hands on his ass cheeks, and began my hip dance. For a few minutes I may as well have been humping a blow-up doll. He was still breathing. There was no mistaking the rising and falling of that muscular back, but his hole was slack, tightened only by the pressure of my hands.
"Hey, you still with us?' I called.
He lifted his head up and shook it a few times to shake off his all fucked out daze.
"Roll off man, and give it to me from the other side so I can watch" he panted.
I withdrew from his hole and moved aside as he rolled over with some difficulty, raising his knees to his chest. Amazingly his balls were still dangling and hanging low towards his puckered but gaping hole. I carefully lifted his spent nuts and used my other hand to refresh the lube. I held his legs together in an upright position to tighten my entry point, aimed and plunged. This brought him alive again. I guess there's something about a seven and one half inch rod poking up into your anus that will do that. His powerful legs splayed apart and planted on the bed as his hips and rippling belly rose up to give me a better angle. His ample chest was exposed to me again and I zeroed in on his nipples, suckling like a baby at his mother's teats. I guess when you've got nipples that large, they automatically qualify as an erogenous zone.. Suddenly his asshole awoke and I was rewarded with a powerful squeeze that threatened to extract the juice from my aching, bouncing nuts. His hands and arms became active too, pulling me to him in a bear hug that I thought would squeeze the air out of me along with my cum. What finally put me over the top though was when he dropped his pelvis, raised his legs, and wrapped them around my ass, pulling me into him and holding me there. I was totally enveloped by his body. We were one single massive pile of heaving sweat and muscle. I let loose helplessly, ceasing all movement, unable to stop my prick from unloading into the latex in his butt.
We stayed like that for a long time, each of us powerless to move and too content to move even if we could.