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This story has two main characters, Tim and Mark. Each, in turn, gets to tell his side of the story. You, the reader, may choose to read either or both parts, or press your browser's back button and read neither.
Getting a Life Part 8 - Tim's tale.
For the second time in my life I saw abject fear in Mark's eyes. It was a pity really as it was so unnecessary.
"Look it will not be a fully grown German Shepherd, it'll be a twelve week old puppy," I said.
"No way! - No how! - Never!" Mark said adamantly.
"Why?" I asked in a reasonable tone.
"Because I'm shit scared of dogs!" he replied.
"Yes, I know that you suffer from cynophobia, you have an irrational fear of dogs, but exactly why are you afraid?" I asked.
"I was bitten by one as a kid."
"Why did it bite you?"
"How the hell should I know? I don't remember it, but my mother said it happened and she would never let me near a dog."
"Ah!" I exclaimed. "I see. Your mother instilled it in you. Well, there is no way that a puppy will give you a serious bite, but you could get slobbered to death," I said lightly.
"Please. I just freeze up when I get near one," he was begging.
"Look. I'm not trying to scare you. But I am going to cure you. We will get a puppy off my folks and you will be its alpha male," I said.
"Wot does that mean?" he asked, sullen but now just a little bit curious.
I explained, "They are pack animals and every pack is led by an alpha male. Now when the dog is in a pack with humans then one of the humans becomes the leader. As you are very dominant, the puppy will naturally see you as the pack leader. So when it grows up it will love and respect you, never attack you and will actually put its life on the line to defend you."
"Oh," Mark said, a glimmer of interest forming.
"So I'll phone mum today and see what they have," I said.
"Don't you think we should talk this over a bit more?" He was back to pleading.
"No!" I said and went for his cock to get off the subject.
He lay back, his hands behind his head, lost in thought, as I gave his cock a working over, soon it was nice and hard. My ass was still slick and ready from his earlier fuck so I sat on his cock, using my spit and his last load as a lubricant, nice, dirty stuff.
I was bouncing up and down the length of his shaft but, as I could see he was still brooding on the dog, I flicked his nipples. This didn't get the required result so I bent forwards and got one nipple in my mouth, growled like a dog and bit it quite hard.
Oo-er, did that ever get him going. In a flash he had us rolled over, my legs were over his shoulders and I was doubled up under him. Now he proceeded to take his fear out on me by giving my arsehole the reaming out of its life.
The delicious feeling of helplessness swept over me as a man, twice my size and weight, pinned me to the bed and used me to reach his climax. I could tell he was running along the edge of losing all control as he rammed his big cock in and out of me like a piston. A little danger can make sex that much more exciting. I managed to get my hand round my cock and I came a good time before he began spraying my innards with his seed.
When he got it out of me, I began to clean him off and fully expected to be given a long drink, but it never came. Naturally he pissed all over me in the shower because I had been uppity. I loved it when he did that, he looked so butch; anyway, I was now his, body and soul.
Later I phoned mum and told her I was moving. In future I'd be sharing, to save on the rent, I said. She seemed quite pleased that I had found a friend as she thought I was too lonely on my own. When I asked about a puppy, it turned out that there were two litters to choose from and we could take our pick. I made an arrangement for us to stop over at their place on the following weekend.
The week flew by and we hired a car from the Thursday until the following Monday. On the Thursday and Friday we used it to empty my old flat and move everything to our new home. Soon Mark was driving us north, out of London, on our way to visit my folks.
I had warned them in advance of Mark's fear of dogs, so the usual trip round the puppy farm was cancelled. My folks have no pets, they just breed dogs, but none are allowed in the house. This was the only reason that Mark agreed to go.
When we arrived my sister, Becky, her husband Bill, and their brood were there. She has been married for six years. They have three kids, the eldest is about to start school and the youngest has just learned to walk. I hadn't seen her for a few months and she was pregnant again. She must get more cock than I do.
Mark got introduced to everyone. Mother instantly fell for Mark's animal charms. Dad liked him because he came across as all male.
I was asking Becky if she knew where all the babies were coming from when she reminded me that her husband was a gynaecologist and obstetrician. I inquired if she got a discount for bulk or if he just used her for practise. This got me a couple of punches in the ribs.
"Mark is a real hunk, isn't he?" she said.
I nodded.
"What's he like in bed?" she asked casually.
"Fantastic!" I exclaimed without thinking, then went bright red.
"Oh come on now Tim, Bill and I have known that you were gay for years. It is good to see that you have found a nice man to settle down with," she said hugging me round her big belly.
"Well the pair of you knew more than I did. I never even suspected I was gay until he dragged me off into the bushes and had his wicked way with me," I confessed.
"It all sounds so romantic, in a caveman sort of way," she said laughing at me.
I blushed.
"Oh have you seen William, the new kennel boy?" she asked.
When Becky and I lived at home we helped out running the family business. After we left and our parents got older, they took on a kennel boy or girl. These were kids who were attending the nearby veterinary college. They got lodgings in the annex and enough pocket money to keep them happy, but most of them did it just to work with animals. Usually they only lasted a couple of years and then moved on.
By now the brats were screaming about going to see the puppies, the high spot of a visit to their grandparents. So William was summoned, introduced to Mark and me, then told to take my two nephews and niece to see the puppies. I ended up carrying Clara, my niece, while a very nervous Mark had Lewis and Alex swinging on his arms.
William was a flaming redhead in his late teens. He was wearing a donkey jacket, jeans and a pair of dark green wellington boots. He is the first person I have ever seen who could make wellies look sexy. He caught both of us looking him over and grinned. He was sort of short and stocky with a very cheerful disposition.
We ended up in the room where would-be buyers get to meet the pups. William went and got about eight pups and let them loose with the kids. The shrieks of the kids and the yelping of the puppies was deafening. Have you ever noticed that the young of any species can make noise out of all proportion to their size?
I put Carla down on the floor and she ran - well toddled - as fast as she could, in the direction of the nearest pup. The pup saw her coming and began bounding in her direction. Unfortunately neither of them had a lot of experience in this department, they both forgot to stop and banged into each other.
God, in his wisdom, made all young animals small. This is because they fall over a lot and, due to their lack of height, there isn't a long way to fall. However one yelping puppy and a howling toddler were now added to the hullabaloo.
Mark went straight to the kid, sat down on the floor beside her and comforted her. As neither the puppy nor child were more than frightened by their bump, both soon cheered up. Mark watched the child play with the puppy and made no move to escape when the puppy began climbing on him. Eventually he reached out to pet its head, but it ducked.
"It wants to smell your hand. First let it have a sniff of you, then pat its head," I advised.
Mark did as I said and after the pup had got his smell it was quite happy to be made a fuss of. My heart went out to my lover, as I knew how much courage that simple act had taken.
I kept my eye on him and each time a pup came over to him he followed the correct procedure.
"He is scared of dogs?" inquired William as he watched Mark's performance.
I nodded.
"You wouldn't think someone his size would be scared of anything," William commented.
"It is a psychological fear, not a rational one. I hope by getting a puppy and letting it grow up with him will get rid of the fear," I explained.
William nodded then said, "Oh by the way, did your mother tell you that the pair of you are in the annex with me since your sister's family is taking up both spare bedrooms in the main house?"
"That's OK, we'll manage fine in the annex," I said calmly, but my heart jumped as I realised that I might just get to see a bit more of William than I could at present.
Perhaps I should explain. When my sister and I were kids we shared the same bedroom then, when she was about 10, she got her own room. As the house was a small one, this used up the only spare room and we had no room for guests, so dad had one of the lofts of one of the out-buildings converted for human habitation and it became the visitor's annex. It was really a completely self-contained two bedroom flat. When my sister and I left home our rooms became the guestrooms again and the kennel boy or girl got the annex.
"I'll give you a hand with your bags," William offered.
William and I left the rest playing with the puppies and went to get the bags out of the car to take them into the annex. I went up the stair first with William coming up behind me. As I turned the corner I swear that he was admiring my ass. He directed me to the spare bedroom, followed me in and we dumped the bags on the floor.
"Look, I have a friend stopping over for the weekend. I know that I'm not supposed to have visitors sleep over but he is in my class and his digs are awful. So I let him stay here at the weekends," William said.
Now this rang just a little hollow. The school had a lot of students who did not live locally. It had excellent, but limited, dorms, but all external living quarters were inspected by the school and had to reach a high standard. I remember my dad telling of the modifications that he had to make to get the annex to qualify.
"He doesn't mind sleeping with you?" I asked and I was almost sure William's face coloured as he shook his head.
I opened the bags and began putting things away while William chatted. I got the wash bag containing the razors, soap, toothpaste and the likes out, failing to notice the zip was open. This allowed the contents to land on the floor. We both bent down and began recovering them. One of the tubes that William handed me did not contain toothpaste, it was the now familiar tube of lubricant. AARRGGHH! Neither of us said anything.
I took the towels and wash bag into the bathroom, William followed me and, as I hung up the towels, I saw in the mirror his reflection as he moved over to the toilet bowl and began to unzip his fly. He pulled out his cock, held it until he started peeing then put his hands on his hips, giving me a full view of his equipment. When he was finished, he shook the drops off and began to play with himself. I turned round to face him and he grinned at me.
"I was fairly sure that you were when I first saw you, now I am certain," he said nodding at my crotch, where my cock was making my jeans bulge. I looked him over, standing there with his cock in his hand and I could just catch a glimpse of his ginger bush. He held his cock out offering it to me. My feet moved me until I stood in front of him then my legs lowered me to my knees before him.
He pulled out his balls and now I had an excellent view of his bush. He retracted his foreskin and I could now smell his hot cock and I moved my lips over the exposed head and he sighed, "Yes!"
I now began to use my tongue on the head of it, running it round and round it, then playing with the slit and encouraging the flow of love juice that was seeping out. Next I began to slide it as far in as I could. His cock was not very big at all, as he still had some growing to do in that department, so I was able to bury my nose in that cute red bush of his. With my hands I played with his balls and the bit behind them until they were retracted and firm against the base of his cock.
He had been making encouraging noises all along, now he was silent and he was ruffling my hair in an encouraging fashion. His cock bucked and filled my mouth with his seed. He neither warned me nor held my head as he fired his load across my tongue. I savoured the taste before letting it slide over my throat.
"Christ, your boyfriend sure has you well trained," he said as I let the discharged weapon leave my mouth.
"You don't know the half of it," I thought.
"Can I fuck you?" he asked.
"You will have to ask Mark," I said, colouring as I did it.
"God, he keeps you on a tight rein," William said as he put his equipment back into his pants and zipped up his jeans.
I nodded as I got back to my feet. "We had better be getting back to the others," I said.
They were still playing with the pups. Mark had about four of them trying to climb him and lick him. He seemed to be quite happy. I went over and sat on the ground beside him and let the pups smell me. Mark must have also had a sniff because he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Good God, you're a fast worker, aren't you?"
I went red.
"Hung?"
I shook my head.
"He has a nice ass," Mark whispered.
"He wants to fuck me, and his boyfriend is coming to sleep over," I whispered back.
"OK, we're in for a bit of wife swapping then," he whispered.
Again I coloured. I was now being used as something to be bartered. But I had the feeling that I could teach William a trick or two in bed.
The kids were now tiring and William took the pups away. We returned to the house and to my surprise Mark sat on the floor and played with the kids. Unlike most adults who are not used to kids, he did not stand and tower over them. He got down and let them climb all over him. Instantly the kids fell in love with him.
"I don't suppose you would like to take them off our hands for a weekend?" inquired my sister, watching them play.
"Not until they are all out of nappies," I said.
"You didn't lose any time in having your way with young William," she said.
I nearly shat myself!
"Oh come on dear," she said, "The two of you walk out, stay away far too long, he comes back in looking like the cat who got the cream and you have the distinct smell of a hot male about your mouth? How could I miss it? I'll bet it will be a wild night in the annex tonight."
I didn't know where to put my face. She always was one jump ahead of me, even when we were kids.
Dinner was a happy affair, my parents don't usually have a houseful and the meal lasted for hours. During it mum kept dropping hints that she and dad needed a holiday. Becky and I exchanged significant glances. What mum was really saying was, "Will you pair move back in for a couple of weeks to look after the dogs while we go on holiday?". Neither of us rose to the bait. After it was over, Mark and I excused ourselves pleading we had had a long day.
We entered the lounge in the annex to find William sitting on the settee watching TV with his boyfriend. While William was a chunky red head, his boyfriend was a distinct contrast. His parents were first generation immigrants from India and he was long and slim with dark skin, wonderful eyes and jet-black hair. He was about the same age as William.
We were introduced and he told us his name. After we platted our teeth trying to pronounce it, he told us most people called him Ziggy.
William shut off the TV, got us both a drink and we all ended up on the settee. I'm not sure how it worked out but I ended up on William's lap whilst Ziggy was sitting on Mark's, snogging like crazy. So it seemed only fair to start kissing William. After a bit of straight kissing, I slipped my tongue in and discovered that William really was a bit innocent. However he soon got the hang of things.
Mark and Ziggy went off and presently we heard the shower running. William looked at me questioningly.
"Don't you two shower together?" I asked, somewhat surprised.
He shook his head.
"We'll go next and I'll show you. It looks like you and Mark are wife swapping tonight," I said, getting back to the task of trying to lick the back of his tongue.
When we heard the shower stop we got up and went into the bathroom. There the giggling pair were drying each other. However I got the shock of my life when I looked at Ziggy naked. He had a massive black bush and sticking out of it was a cock that rivalled Mark's. Now don't go away thinking he was hung like the black kid in the porn video, but it was the same concept, a skinny kid with a big cock.
We stripped off and got into the warm shower cubical. I turned on the water and gradually began to soap down William's body. I methodically washed him from his neck to his toes, missing nothing. If I am any judge in these matters, that cock of Ziggy's had never been through William's tight ring.
William loved every moment of it and when I handed him the soap he repeated the process on me. But when he got to my ring his finger was inside me in record time. He obviously liked to finger his partner because he got me as horny as Hell before I could get him to move on to wash the rest of me.
Judging by the noise Mark and Ziggy had taken the bed that Mark and I should have had so we ended up in William's room. I began to experiment on William by first searching out his hot spots. He lay there, gasping each time I found one.
Now the walls in the annex are quite thin and not very well soundproofed. Add to this that the two bedrooms share a common wall and you will realise that it was quite easy for me to work out that Ziggy was being rimmed by Mark, and for the first time too.
"What the Hell are they doing to each other?" William asked.
I had to pull back and let his nuts come out of my mouth before I could answer. "It sounds like Mark is rimming him," I said.
"Rimming?"
"Want me to show you?" I asked cunningly.
He nodded.
"OK, get into a 69 above me," I instructed him.
"69?"
I sighed and said, "Just get on your hands and knees on the bed."
"You're not going to try to fuck me, are you?" He sounded dead worried.
"No, I'll be underneath you,"
Finally I got us into the 69. From there it was quite easy to get him up into a squatting position above my face. The Lord might not have given him a big nail, but He sure had given him a big enough hammer to drive it home with. While Kevin had a beautiful spherical sort of butt, William had a nice wide one.
"OK now listen carefully. Try not to think about what I'm doing, just enjoy it, OK?"
"Right" he said as I got a firm grip on his hips and pulled his butt down on my face. My tongue found the spot and went directly to work. He tried to sit up and get off my face but gave up as my head just came up with him. Then he followed my advice and began to enjoy it. I was very surprised when I felt my buns being parted and his face going between them, he was a fast learner.
As we lay, each enjoying the pleasure of being rimmed while giving the same pleasure back, I could detect the sounds of Ziggy's ass being stretched. Mark had him on cloud nine and I would bet that Ziggy had four of Mark's fingers in him.
Experimentally I replaced my tongue with my index finger, it slipped in with no trouble. I found the flat bit that was William's internal hot spot and started to massage it. He began to moan and writhe around. Finally he said, "I gotta fuck you right now!"
As quick as a flash I was face down, legs spread and holding my buns apart for him. He spat on his hand, transferred it to his cock, slid it in and sighed. "Gosh I got into you no trouble. It takes me ages to get into Ziggy."
"Not anymore," I said.
"Huh?"
"Mark has just spent quite some time slackening Ziggy. Otherwise he would never get that cock of his in," I said.
"He is going to try to fuck Ziggy?" He asked.
"Yup."
"But he'll never get it in. Ziggy can hardly take me," he said.
"How long do you take to slacken him?" I asked.
"Slacken him?"
"Look, are we having a fuck or a general discussion?"
"A fuck."
"Right, as you are on top, start fucking."
Little cocks are nice, especially if you have only known big ones. There is no problem getting them in and no matter how hard he bangs it into you, you know that it isn't going to leave you walking on bandy legs the next day.
So I lay there and let the young student have his thrash. I think this was the first time he had been inside a guy who wasn't complaining about the pain, because he kept asking me if he was hurting me, until I growled, "Shut up and fuck me as hard as you can."
But he didn't, he was still being careful. I got hold of his hands and placed them on my tits. "Squeeze them."
He did and it was a whole new game. He soon realised that he could fuck me hard and began to move that big ass of his. Sadly the whole thing excited him and I could feel him blowing his load inside me.
We lay gasping and listened to Mark slowly fucking Ziggy. In my mind's eye I could see that long pole slowly sliding in and out of those slim brown buns.
"Does he always do the fucking?" William inquired.
"Yes," I said, lying through my teeth.
"Well he isn't going to get to fuck me," said William.
"I wouldn't bet on it sunshine," I muttered under my breath.
"Why not?" I asked aloud.
"Two guys have tried it and it hurt like Hell. That was enough for me," he said in an adamant tone.
"Mark won't hurt you, but he'll fuck you," I said as we heard things speed up in the next room.
William rolled off and looked confused when I dived on his cock to get a taste of his cum, but he said nothing and we could hear Ziggy crying "Yes! Yes! Oh yes!" as Mark drove his spewing cock in and out of the poor boy. Then it was back to the lounge for another beer and a rest.
William and Ziggy went into the kitchen ostensibly to get the beer but I think they, like Mark and me, wanted to swap notes.
"Well?" a;sked Mark.
"He has never been fucked because he has a phobia about it. He got hurt twice in previous, unsuccessful, attempts. Apart from than I think that he has only had his cock sucked and fucked Ziggy. Rimming him was a first," I said quickly.
"Hmm, he is in for a shock then," said Mark with that dirty grin that I knew all too well. "Ziggy is quite happy to be fucked and will suck your cock but I think you are right, I doubt if they have ever changed ends, so you can give him a surprise."
The other pair returned and Mark motioned a rather worried looking William to sit next to him. Ziggy sat next to me and immediately began cuddling. He was a very tactile boy, always hugging and kissing. For example he held my hand as we walked to the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom he was all over me. I finally got him into a 69 with him on the top and it came as a surprise to him that we could suck each others cocks at the same time. Although his cock was almost as large as Mark's he used it in a different way. Mark was always thrusting Ziggy held still and let me work on it.
It was obvious from the moment that my lips began kissing the large glans that the sensation was still new to him. He also knew very little about sucking cock. But with a little patience I taught him how to use his tongue and mouth to give pleasure to a man.
"William said you were well trained," he gasped when we stopped for air.
"Yep, Mark is into some of the kinkier stuff," I replied.
"He licked my ass!" Ziggy said with awe in his voice.
"What a good idea," I said pulling on his hips to get him to sit on my face.
"No! Stop!" Ziggy cried.
"Why?"
"Mark fucked me."
"So?"
"Well his er, well um, it is still in there," he stuttered.
"Not for very much longer," I said pulling him firmly onto my face. I was curious why Kevin found this such a turn on. First I could only smell the new musky scent of Ziggy then I could detect the familiar and distinctly male scent of Mark's cock. My tongue slid easily through Ziggy's recently widened ring and now I could taste my lover as well.
Ziggy kept whispering "No. Please stop it. It is a very dirty thing that you are doing. " But made no effort to disengage. I lapped my lover's spent cum happily until Ziggy was drained.
We were interrupted by the sounds from the other bedroom. William was being fingered by Mark and it sounded as if he was resisting. There was a lot of grunting and groaning then we heard William say, "OK I'll let you do it but please stop sitting on my chest."
This was followed by a relived sigh. There was a short pause and William said, "How many is that?"
"Four, you are almost ready," said Mark.
"Mark is going to fuck William?" Ziggy whispered.
"Mark fucks everyone," I whispered back.
"But William has never been fucked."
"Listen!"
From the other bedroom there was a loud gasp which was followed by Mark telling William to relax, another loud gasp, then the familiar feral grunt that Mark made when he was up someone to the hilt.
"William is now being fucked," I whispered.
"Do you want to fuck me?" Ziggy asked and I agreed.
He was soon on his face holding his buns apart for me. I slid in on spit. Where Mark has been, it is easy for others to follow. Unlike Kevin, Ziggy had no bum to speak of, but this let me easily get the full length of my cock up him. The gentle squeezing of his ring as I ran my cock in and out of him was delightful. I must have been hitting the spot for him too because he was making happy sexy noises.
"You two really know how to fuck a guy," he said.
"And William doesn't."
"We never thought of slackening first and he used to hurt like Hell."
"That would explain a lot," I said, reaching for his nipples.
When I began to play with them he started to wriggle around under me. I was beginning to understand Mark's pleasure of having someone helpless on the end of his cock, when the distinctive sounds of Mark in rut came from the next bedroom.
I must be getting conditioned by Mark as the sound of him having an orgasm took me along too and I sent my seed rushing into the cavity that had so recently held his.
I lay on top of Ziggy catching my breath. He kept moving beneath me, working on my wilting member with his ass.
"There is no more; you've had the lot," I said.
"Can you keep it in me while I have a wank?" he asked.
"Don't you want to fuck me?"
"What!"
"You are hot. I like being fucked. What's your problem?"
"But you have just cum..," said Ziggy, sounding a bit confused.
I rolled off him and got on my hands and knees. "Let's do it doggy style."
"Doggy style?"
"You are studying to be a Vet, and you don't know how dogs fuck?" I said letting an edge of sarcasm sneak into my voice.
"I never knew there was another position," he confessed.
"There are several, but let's concentrate on this one," I said, wondering if this pair spent more time talking about sex than they did having sex. But he soon got the idea and prepared to mount me.
"Are you sure that you can take me?" he asked.
"Yup. Mark is even bigger than you, just use plenty of spit and put it in slowly. If I clamp up on you, pull it back as quick as you can," I instructed him.
He did as I told him and soon I could feel his manhood penetrating my ring and slowly filling me. He was ecstatic and was soon running out of superlatives as he gave me a commentary on what it felt like to finally get his cock inside someone.
I waited until he was pressing his groin against my buns before I began to move. He hadn't expected that and let out a groan of pleasure that brought giggles from the next bedroom.
The fuck proper started quite unhurriedly and softly. Just a tiny pull back and thrust at a snail's pace. I let him set the speed for a few minutes then I gradually began to take over. By moving my hips I lengthened the stroke until he was moving about half the length of his shaft in and out of my ring.
"It doesn't hurt?" he asked.
"No. Now see how long a stroke you can take."
He again did as I asked and the stroke lengthened until only the head was in on the back stroke and he was in up to his short hairs on the forward ones.
"Oh God, this feels fantastic!" he exclaimed as he rogered me.
"OK now speed it up a bit and it will get even better," I encouraged him.
The speed increased a bit and after several more urgings I got him up to the required speed.
"Hey, you're right it is better," he said.
"Want to make it even better?' I asked slyly.
"How?"
"Do it harder. Real hard!" I said in a dirty voice.
"But I'll hurt you," he pointed out.
"I like it rough. If you hurt too much I can stop you," I lied. I had a big cock in me and nothing would get it out of me until it came and I was properly fucked.
To my surprise he took me at my word. His grip on my hips tightened and he began to slam it into me. The pain barrier rushed passed and I was once more in that state of bliss where pain equals pleasure as the dividing line between the two first blurred, then vanished.
Alas he was too new at the game to have any staying power and with a series of brutal thrusts he brought himself to his climax, ramming his jism deep into my innards.
We sort of collapsed into a sweating gasping heap on the bed. To my surprise he burst into tears. Not just gentle crying, uncontrollable sobbing.
"I'm sorry. I'm really so sorry. I should never have done that to you. I, I, I lost control of what I was doing. I couldn't stop myself," he managed to get the words out between the sobs.
"But that is what I wanted you to do to me. I like being fucked hard," I tried to explain.
He didn't really believe me, I could tell, but at least the sobbing stopped. Deliciously he lay on top of me for several minutes, his manhood wilting inside me and his cum mixing with his lover's cum.
"I wish I was like you," he said. This was a bit of a non-sequitur so I queried it.
"Living with Mark all the time. I only get to sleep with William at the weekends, and then we have to be sneaky about it."
"Well, I may have an idea there. Let me sleep on it and I'll get back to you in the morning," I said.
Eventually he rolled off leaving me feeling quite empty. We lay and cuddled for a while, until he came down from his high. Then we rejoined the others in the lounge.
Again the other pair vanished into the kitchen. Mark motioned to me and I went over to him. He pointed at the floor between his wide spread thighs. I got down on my knees and began cleaning him with my mouth.
"Make it fast. I want to be finished before the others get back," he whispered as he began recycling his beer into my mouth. Drinking as fast as I could, I gave this a bit of thought. He didn't want others to know that he humiliated me in this fashion, but he liked the danger of almost getting caught. Now I could hear the other pair returning and Mark was still in full flow. He called out to them asking for a some munchies and saved the day.
By the time they returned I was sitting on his lap trying to control my burping which was caused by having to drink so fast. A convenient hand of Mark's hid my erection and my ass covered his. As each of us was now back with his mate the conversation began to lag as everyone got down to some serious snogging. Eventually Mark stood up and carried me off to our bedroom.
I got bent over the dressing table and he was in me without a word. It was nice to feel his cock moving inside me. His swift powerful strokes were mesmerising, I began to respond to them almost directly. As he speeded up towards his climax I was pushing myself back onto his rod every bit as hard as he was driving it into me. His wet hand wrapped itself around my eager member and, with perfect timing, brought me to a magnificent orgasm just seconds before he dumped the third load cum for that evening inside me.
We went to bed directly and I kept it all inside me until the following morning. I don't know why, but I got a great kick out of lying in his arms knowing his seed was still in me.
To be Continued.
Getting a Life - Part 8 - Mark's tale.
I really did not believe what I had heard; Tim was intent on getting a bloody great dog. I almost went into a panic. But he discussed it calmly and reasonably. It would be a puppy and it would grow up thinking that I was its master. In the end he got me to agree to go to his folk's place and look some pups over.
He began to try to distract me by sucking me off. I lay back to enjoy it but my mind was still working on the horror of a dog. Then he sat on my cock. As he had, unknowingly, been rogered earlier I slipped into him with the greatest of ease. Obviously I wasn't paying him enough attention because the little bastard went for my nipple and bit it quite hard.
In a few seconds I had him pinned to the bed and I proceeded to use his ass like an angry boxer uses a punching bag. I hammered it into him and he loved every moment, spraying us both with his cum. The contractions of his ring as he came took me over the edge and he got a second load to join the one I had left in him earlier.
He had a wary look as he cleaned me off but I didn't let it go in his mouth, I saved it until we got to the shower where I used the contents of my full bladder to hose him down. He managed to get a surprising amount into his mouth. We both seem to get a hell of a kick out of this one.
We rented a car and moved his things from his old place to my, er, our home. It was nice having someone to look after me again. I also liked the idea of sex any time I felt like it. Tim was now completely compliant to my every wish, and I enjoy that sort of thing. No arguing, I tell him what I want and he does it.
Eventually it was time to visit his parents. He had promised me I would not be confronted with an adult dog and now I had to trust him.
We arrived and found they already had visitors; his sister, her husband and family. I got introduced to everyone and seemed to make a good impression. His sister was heavily pregnant; getting fucked must run in his family. Tim and his sister, Becky, wandered over to the far side of the yard and had a brief conversation. Both looked at me and Tim's face suddenly went bright red. So I surmised that his sister knew the score.
William the kennel boy appeared. Apparently he is studying to be a Vet. Yes, I could just picture him, up to his armpit in a cow's plumbing. He was short, well built with a crop of red hair, nice wide child-bearing hips and a temptingly wide ass. If he played his cards right, he would have me.
Now the moment I dreaded had finally arrived; we were all led off to meet the pups. Tim's two young nephews each had a hold on one of my hands and I put a brave face on it as William released about 8 puppies into the room. Almost immediately there was an accident as Tim's niece and a puppy collided. I went to comfort the crying child and the puppy began to climb on me!
Petrified I sat there wanting to scream. Eventually I made to pet the pup's head but it kept dodging away from me. Then Tim told me to let the pup sniff my hand. Do you know what it takes to hold your hand out to an animal that you are afraid of? To my surprise the pup sniffed my hand, licked it, then seemed quite happy when I petted it.
Gradually my fear of the puppies abated. Tim was right, they were small, slobbery and harmless. Several more of them came over to investigate the toddler and me. I let each one smell my hand first and then they became very friendly. Tim and William went off to get the bags out of the car and I was left with his pregnant sister, her kids and an awful lot of puppies.
Tim and William were away for a long time. Then they returned I could immediately tell they had been up to something. For some reason Becky noticed too and we exchanged amused glances.
Tim came over to sit with me and I could smell cock on him; he had blown William. Apparently William had never been fucked and had designs on Tim's ass. He also said that William's boyfriend would be stopping the night, so it looked like we might have a fun evening.
William put the pups away and we all went back to the house, except for William, who had to feed the dogs. I ended up, as usual, sitting on the floor letting the kids climb all over me. I tend to frighten kids if I stand up, but if I sit then they see me as a human climbing frame and get to like me.
Tim was talking to his sister again and blushing furiously. She has definitely got us sussed out.
Dinner was a family affair and everyone seemed to include me in the family. I now realise that Tim got his cooking ability from his mother; her cooking is superb. As my mother had been my only living relative, I was not used to a family atmosphere and they seemed to include me without any reservations. At one point Becky congratulated me on giving Tim some dress sense.
The meal lasted hours but eventually we managed to excuse ourselves and made our way to the visitor's flat. The first shock was William's boyfriend. He was an Indian, and a classically beautiful one at that. William introduced us and after tying our tongues in knots trying to pronounce his name we got told that everyone called him Ziggy.
As William had expressed a desire to have a tumble with Tim, I made a move on Ziggy. Soon he was sitting on my lap and our hands were exploring each other's body while our tongues were all tangled up in each other's mouths.
Before things got too hot I led him off to the bathroom, stripped him and got the second shock; he was hung. He was slim, almost no bum worth mentioning, but between his legs there was a cock almost the size of mine. Now on me my cock is a nice size for my body, on him his cock looked about three sizes too big. I'd be willing to bet that if I took a photo of him naked everyone would swear it was a fake just made to look big. I would have something of a decent size to hold onto when I fucked him.
I stripped and made Ziggy gasp. It seems that he had not seen anyone bigger than himself. We got in the shower and I began washing him and exploring his body. His ring was less than virginal so he would slacken up easily. Judging by his reactions to what I was doing he was very naive.
When we had finished getting to know each other I stopped the shower, we got out and dried each other off. The other pair came in and Tim did a double take at Ziggy's weapon, and he could not be blamed for that. I grabbed the lube tube and, with Ziggy in tow, headed for the bedroom.
We got on the bed and I got on top of him. He didn't object and seemed to like having a man lying on him. We started kissing then I began to give him a thorough work over with my tongue. Everything seemed to be acceptable to him until I started rimming him. He tried to stop me but lacked the strength and got anally raped by my tongue.
The next task was to slacken him up enough to take me. I lubed up my index finger and got it in him. He had never had his hot spot massaged before so I used that as a distraction while my fingers got him wide enough to take me. From the sounds coming from the adjoining bedroom, Tim was introducing William to the joys of rimming.
I told him how to relax and brought the head of my cock against his ring. He was well greased and a gentle push got the entire head of my cock in without a murmur. He sighed happily as I fed him another inch or so. Keeping to this leisurely pace I gradually filled his ass with my meat. The fact that he had a slim line butt meant that I could get the entire length of my shaft right up him without having to ram it in.
Tim and William seemed to be having a wild time next door, although Tim was not getting it as hard as he liked. Then it all speeded up and we heard William cum. I just slowly fucked Ziggy. He was a natural for being fucked and sighed happily as I used long, deliberate strokes to bring myself towards a climax.
I suddenly had an idea that just might work. I pulled out rolled him over, put his feet on my shoulders while I re-entered him. He seemed surprised by this but was quite happy to be kissing me as he got fucked. Then I took his feet off my shoulders and placed them on either side of me, slipping my knees under the bottom of his back.
So now my boner was well embedded in him and his was waving in the air in front of my belly. As we were both well hung, it was easy for me to bend forward and just get the head of his cock into my mouth while keeping enough of me in his ass to fuck him.
Instantly he began writhing about, making it difficult to stay in him. Then he began moaning that he was about to cum and screaming the word "Yes". I redoubled my efforts and was soon rewarded with his load being pumped into my mouth while his ass did wonderful things to my cock.
When I had sucked him dry I put his legs back on my shoulder, pinned him firmly to the bed and fucked him until I came.
We rested for a while then returned to the lounge. When the others returned Ziggy and William went off to the kitchen to chat quietly whilst I got Tim to spill the beans. It boiled down to the facts that William had a virgin asshole, he had very limited experience, but was a willing learner.
The others returned and William looked a bit nervous as he sat next to me. We kissed and cuddled until we were randy again then moved off to the bedrooms.
Naked, William looked much younger and a lot more vulnerable. Apart from the shock of red hair on his head and the neat little bush that youngsters have, his body was totally smooth. I doubt if he even shaved on a regular basis
I realised that he was a bit afraid of me, a condition that I like in a bedmate. Automatically I began to dominate him by using my size to my advantage. I lifted him clean off the ground and began French kissing him. When I was good and ready I flung him onto the bed and jumped on after him.
To my surprise he went straight into a 69 and began rimming me. Tim is a better teacher than I gave him credit for. Also, listening to the conversation from the other room, Kevin's dirty habits seemed to be catching; innocent little Tim was eating my cum out of Ziggy's ass.
Getting William to suck cock was quite an easy task. Once we were both at it I tried to slip a finger in and that brought everything to a shuddering halt.
There was no way he was going to let me put so much as a finger in him. So I sat up and placed my butt in the centre of his chest, trapped his arms under my knees, tucked his legs under my arms and began to work the lubricant into his ass.
I'm not sure what it was that broke him, perhaps it was the realisation that a fuck was inevitable or maybe it was the fact that I was causing him no pain, apart from my weight on his ribcage.
He agreed to co-operate and I got off him. Despite the fact that he was tighter than Ziggy had been, I had him slack enough to take me in less time.
I also told him how to relax and he more or less did it. I had to pull back a couple of times but eventually I was fully home. It is no good, being up a virgin ass always does it to me, I was as hot as hell. I could hear Ziggy getting his and I'll bet they knew that I was giving William his first fuck, because I held nothing back. Soon William was being inseminated for the first time in his life.
He seemed to find the fact that the fuck had caused no pain to be the greatest of his surprises. Second to that was the point that he had really enjoyed it. When we had got our breath back I pulled out and rolled him over onto his back. I eased my finger in were my cock had so recently been and massaged his hot spot while I sucked on his raging cock.
He is a sneaky bugger. Usually they tell you before they shoot in your mouth. Not that they really need to, because the change in the breathing is a dead give away. Others make grab for your head to make sure you get their load in your mouth. But William just came, no warning, I suddenly had a mouthful of boy cum. It tasted quite nice.
While this was in progress Tim was furthering Ziggy's sexual education by introducing him to doing it doggy style. William and I were in fits of helpless giggles listening to the pair next door. Eventually we tired of it and went back to the lounge. When they were finished Tim and a rather stunned looking Ziggy joined us.
The other pair ducked into the kitchen, I signalled Tim to come over to me and pointed to the floor between my legs. Down he went like the good lad he was and began to clean my cock. I was dying for a pee and too knackered to be bothered getting up to go to the loo, so I let him have it. As time was limited, he had to get it down in double quick time. I managed to stall the others by asking for some crisps to go with the beer, so Tim was sitting innocently on my lap covering the hard on that he had given me, while I cupped his gently in my hand.
We sat around drinking beer and making gentle love to each other for a while then it was off to bed. Well in our case, we had a slight diversion via the dressing table where I bent Tim over and gave his well used ass another run for its money. It was one of those intense fucks that doesn't last too long. He was thrusting his ass back onto my cock every bit as hard as I was forcing it up him. Nobody can hold off from cuming under those conditions. So Tim went to sleep with 3 loads of cum in him as Kevin wasn't here to clean him out and I wasn't going to do that for him.
In the middle of the night I woke with a raging hard on and spent an incredible ten minutes getting it into Tim's ass. Then for the next 20 minutes I had the slowest fuck of my life and my quietest orgasm ever. I left it in until it was totally limp before easing it out. Tim's breathing never altered. I had fucked him again in his sleep. Little did I know it, this time he was to have his revenge on me.
To be continued.
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