Big Boy's Tools

By Clone Buggs / Sin Titulo

Published on Apr 5, 2002

Gay

Never Enough

My best friend James, calls me a slut, and I may be one, all I know, is I can never get enough sex. Maybe I'm a male Nymphomaniac, I don't really know, except I need sex everyday, and frequently several times a day. I've been to a therapist, to try to deal with my sexual addictions, but all that happened, is he ended up fucking me, and becoming a regular on my rounds.

I run an ad in several gay publications, and my telephone rings night and day. On weekends, I don't get a lot of sleep, and occasionally, not even during the week. It depends on how bad my asspussy needs cocks fucking it. I thought I'd give you a rundown on one of my typical days. I always keep a diary of my activities, and even though I write it in my own personal version of short hand, I can elaborate on the descriptions of the sex so you can get off too if you want. Remember, this is a 24 hour period in my life. The day I've chosen was last Valentine's day which happened to be a Friday this year.

I awoke to a light tapping on my door at six thirty A. M. It was my next door neighbor, a married man who always leaves for work a half hour early just so he can visit me two or three times a week. He's a little bit older than me, I'm twenty-five. I'd say Ted is thirty or thirty-one. His two kids (both boys) are coming along nicely, and one of them, in his early teens, has already made overtures to me. Ted is very sexed up, and obviously doesn't get enough from his wife. I let him in, and he's stripping out of his clothes as I wander back to my bed. He's been so often, he knows where everthing is, and got himself suited up with a condom, and lubed and ready. I stay ready, and when he slipped into my ass, and laid down on my back, and started fucking me with his big eight inch dick, my eyes popped open wide awake, and I started getting into the fuck.

"Man I love fucking you kid," he said, thrusting into me as far as he could. After a few minutes, he didn't like his position, and grabbed me by the hips, and pulled me up on my knees, where he really plowed my hole. That big shaft fucking in and out of my butt, sent me over the edge, and My cock was jerking and twitching, and I was clamping down on his cock in my butt like a banshee. He started groaning and slapping my asscheeks hard. No way to stay asleep after a pounding like that. When he came, he creamed me with a pint of jiz, that left his nuts empty for another day or two. He was cleaned up and dressed and out the door in twenty minutes. I showered and shaved and got ready for work myself. I work for a gay 900 line, where I talk guys into cumming for me at least forty times a day. As I stepped out of the shower, the phone rang. It was Elvin, another one of my regulars. He lives with his mother, down the street from me, and likes me to stop by on my way to work daily, and let him fuck me. He's got an even bigger dick than Ted, and he's a pleasure to fuck with. His mother leaves for her job about the same time I do, and I can usually see her on the sidewalk, walking down to the bus stop on the corner. She has no idea her nineteen year old son prongs me nearly every morning after she leaves for work.

Elvin, has just gotten up, and hasn't bothered to put anything on yet. His big thick slab of cock meat, is already rigid from sweet dreams he's been having about fucking me, he says. I go down on him in the living room after he lets me in, but the real deal, is he wants to stick me with that thing. He bends me over the back of the couch, and soon is latexed and sliding into my already juicy hole. He complains he's never the first, no matter how early he calls me. He's usually right. I invite him to spend the night with me sometime, and he will certainly get first crack at my pussy before Ted, and Emilio, the apartment building super, who alternates with Ted.

Elvin, wastes no time worrying about being first, and is fucking me hard, over the back of the couch. His ten inch monster, is loosening my tight asshole the way I like it, and he doesn't take long, before he's filling his condom full of teenage jizz. He especially likes to plug me standing up, but I'd like him to sleep over once or twice, so I can teach him a thing or two about gay sex, and stamina. I wouldn't mind being screwed by Elvin for an hour or more.

When I get down to the bus stop, Elvin's mother is still waiting, and we have our usual morning conversation, about the great weather, which I usually end, with "Hey, it's L.A."

In the lobby of the building I work in, the guard, Juan, and his buddy, Santos, the janitor, are both standing around grinning at me, and grabbing their baskets. Santos goes first, having won the coin toss. He takes me down stairs to the basement to his hideout. He's got a couch there, and because I'm running out of time, I just suck him off. His dick, is not particularly large, but I don't think I've ever seen one get harder. When he fucks my throat, it doesn't give or bend at all. I nearly gag on him, as he dumps the night's collection in his nuts down my throat.

He sends Juan down, and stands in his place as lobby guard, while I suck him off too. Juan is one Latin hunk, and I'd like to take the time to let him fuck me, but I know Mr. Lasky, my boss is waiting impatiently for a crack at my crack upstairs. I swallow Juan's contribution, and hurry out, while he is getting his uniform back in order. He's very proud about the way he looks.

In the elevator, I spray my throat with a mint spray, suspecting I've got cockbreath really bad. Mr. Lasky has left a note in my cubical to see him imediately about my tardiness. It's not about being late to work, but more about my being late to fuck him so he can get his day started. I apologize, when I enter his office, and he tells me to forget it, just to drop my pants and get around in front of him behind his desk. He's already stiff and suited. He has a nice comfortable six inch dick, about the thickness of a small zucchini squash. But I've always said it's not really the size of the dicks, it's the number of them.

He likes to fuck me standing up like Elvin. I lay across his desk, and he sticks it right into my asshole, and starts rocking away. He likes to hear me talk about who has already fucked me that morning, and I give him a rundown. He want's me to try to arrange a threesome with Elvin, but I tell him he doesn't take dick in his pussy. Neither does Mr. Lasky, but he sure likes to put it to mine. When he cums, he grunts quietly, and his cock snot is just a dribble, but he treats me nice, with raises without being asked, and occasionally, brings my lunch to me if I'm having a busy day on the phones.

After I clean up again, in his private restroom, I head for my cubical again, and glare back at the other phone jocks who know the score, and roll their eyes at me as I walk down the isle. Within seconds after adjusting my headset, I'm on the phone with a guy named Kyle who wants me to listen to him jerk off. Booorrring. The phone sex is tedious, but I do make a decent living at it, and it allows me enough freedom to do what I really want to do which is meet guys with bigger dicks.

I can frequently tell if a call is local, and if the guy sounds reasonably well hung, and into asspussy, I'll ask him for his number so we can meet for a drink. It pays off occasionally, and I get to add a regular caller to my roster, and a regular fuck for my pussy. I met Ken, my lunch date that way. He's a professor at UCLA, and lives just off Wilshire not far from my work place. He always has a nice soup or something for me to eat, and a really substantial hardon. He likes me to take a spoonful of soup, and while my mouth is still warm from the hot soup, to go down on his dick a couple of times. We do this nearly every Friday, since he doesn't have any classes that day. Frequently, by the time I finish the soup, I've finished him as well, and he gives me a nice load of cream for desert. That never ends it however. He then stands me up, and fucks me against the refrigerator in his kitchen. I wonder what his wife would think if she knew her husband fucked a guy on her refrigerator every Friday while she was teaching grade school across town. His second cum, takes him longer to get to, and I get a very satisfying fuck out of him that usually carries me through the rest of the work day.

Today however, the afternoon break, offers the opportunity to try out a new guy on staff. He's tall, and hunky. I can tell from the way he sits in his chair, talking to guys and fondling himself, he's horny as hell. I stop by his cubical and offer to do him in the men's room on break. He looks embarrassed by my offer, but I tell him I'll be waiting in the last stall.

Hal, one of the other actors, overhears my offer, and beats the new guy to the stall. I suck him off, and he thanks me and leaves me with a stale tobacco taste in my mouth from his cum. I spritz with mint, and wait. The new guy finally gets up his nerve, and shows up with a hardon. I unzip him and haul out a nice piece of manflesh. He likes my sucking technique, and when I tell him I want his cock in my asshole, he balks. I ignore him, and roll a rubber over his dick. He sits on the stool, and I sit on him, with his eight and a half inch dick sliding right into me smooth as silk. I use my ass muscles, which are among the best developed muscles I own, and pretty soon, he's squirming and humping my butt, and gasping for breath. He begins cumming, with a series of hard hip fucking movements, that send me up the wall. I decide to invite him over to my place later for a formal get together.

He agrees to come to my place at ten that night, and tells me his name is Chuck. After Chuck, the afternoon drags, and by the time I get off, I'm in dire need of a dick, quick. I head for Arnie's Auto Repair a block off Wilshire, and two blocks from the office. Arnie grins as I walk through the door. He takes me into the parts room, and locks the door. I met Arnie while I still had a car. He fucked me for repairs until it became a nickel and dime affair. Now I fuck him for free, because a hard cock like his is hard to find.

Arnie is suited up and into my pussy in a flash. He's wearing overalls, so he just pulls his nine inches through the opening in the front, and plugs into my butt. He's a masterful fuck, and although he's married also, has told me he is really gay. He married the bosses daughter, in order to inherit the repair business. He and she don't get along very well, because she caught him fucking me during the time I was paying off my repair bills. She won't leave him either, because Daddy's dead, now, and Arnie is the only meal ticket she has. He told her he was going to fuck anybody he wanted, and she told him, he'd better not plan on it being her anymore. He's become one of my regular fucks, and we get together several times a week. He's good with his dick, and can usually get me off, which I seldom do anymore except by my own hand.

Arnie lays a gift of twenty bucks on me, and I head for the Club on Hyperion. I use Arnie's twenty to buy a private room, and I'm soon, stripped, with my door open laying with my ass crack exposed and oozing lube. The bowl of condoms the club provides is enough to keep me supplied for a week, and I dump most of them into my bag. My first hit, is an older guy, who I let in my back door, because he looks so needy, I don't want to turn him away. He has about seven inches, and fills a rubber with a pretty good load after about ten minutes of screwing. He makes a lot of noise doing it, and several guys poke their heads in to watch through the open door while I'm being fucked.

After he leaves, a second older man comes in already suited up and just enters me with out so much as a "hi how are you." He fucks me face up for twenty minutes, but can't cum. I tell him he needs to rest for a while, and he agrees. When he's gone, a series of younger guys, some of which probably shouldn't even be in the club, stop by and stick their things into me. I counted five in all, but they don't know much about how to use their cocks, and it's really not that interesting. At nine thirty, I call it quits, and shower off, where a black dude, named Larry, works his big pole up my butt while I'm scrubbing myself. We must have made a sight, Larry fucking me as hard as he can, with me going about my shower as if nothing is going on. When he came, his nuts emptied themselves so thoroughly, he had to pull out quickly to keep the rubber from leaking into me.

At home by ten, the new guy Chuck, is sitting on the steps of my apartment building, a little drunk. We go in, and get right to bed. He turns me on my stomach, and slathers lube in my crack, and lays his big thick cock in the groove, and begins riding my crack like a buttsurfer. He tells me he doesn't want to go inside me, because he doesn't want to put a rubber on. I'm hip to that, and start to get into the exterior fuck he's giving me. His long dick slides smoothly on the film of lube, and my asscheeks are becoming more and more sensitive with each slide he makes across my twitching pussy hole. He fucks me this way for about thirty minutes, varying his speed and direction, but the best is when he doesn't slide at all, but buries his cock shaft hard between my cheeks, and flexes his ass cheeks and every other muscle he can control. He soon has me on the brink of cumming, and when I warn him, he flips me over suddenly and we finish ourselves, by jacking off. My sperm mixes with his splashing across my chest, and then he uses his big hands to smear and mix our jiz together on my skin. When it's well mixed, he slips a rubber onto his still hard dick, and lays on my chest with the cum slick, and stretches my legs apart crooked under his elbows. His big dick slides into my pussy, and he fucks me for real, using our cum as a lube to slide across my body. The friction of his body on mine, actually gets me hard again, and soon enough, the rubbing of the slick cum and skin contact, has me boiling to shoot another load. He's grunting his cock into me and I know he's about to shoot again as well, and I try to time my ejaculation to match his.

"Oh jesus," I moan. It's so seldom that any of my lovers ever bother to get me off, to get off twice in an hour with one man, is extraordinary. When I start to cum, I squeeze my ass tight around his plunging dick, and I feel him falter for a moment, and then he gasps for breath, and loses control. He's fucking me hard enough to cause me to slide up the bed under him, until my head is being forced against my headboard. He blasts his wad of jism into me like a volcano erupting, and I feel his hot cum burning a spot in my gut. He is breathing heavily, and soon collapses across my chest. We lay there for a long time afterwards, and I stroke his head and kiss his cheeks and eyes. The next thing I know, there is a phone ringing somewhere, and when I wake up, it's daylight, and I realize it's ringing next to my head. Chuck is still asleep beside me, our mixed cum, dried and flaking off our bodies. I pick up the receiver, and Elvin is on the line. His mom is going out for the day to visit friends and he wants me to come over. Something in my asspussy twitches, and I tell him to put some clothes on and come over to my house. Chuck stirs, and I tell him to shower while I make a pot of coffee. He's about to meet one of my regulars, and if he's into getting dick up the ass, like I am, he's in for a treat.

The coffee is on, when the door bell rings. I answer it naked, with big patches of dried cum flaking off my chest like a peeling sunburn. I invite him in, and tell him to watch the coffee, while I jump in the shower. I tell Chuck, not to bother dressing, because Elvin is already stripping when I headed for the bathroom. When I got out, and was drying my body with a towel, I walked into the living room, and found Chuck bent over the back of the couch, with Elvin fucking him like a madman. It was going to be a fun day just like the day before.

END

Next: Chapter 17


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