OUT OF THE CLOSET
Thursday afternoon the two fag lovers would be away as usual until around 6:00. Unfortunately, I hadn't counted on the bank holiday so I almost shit my pants when I heard them come in the front door!
I was so flustered, instead of dashing into the guest bedroom with the sliding glass door I backed into their bedroom. Sure enough, I still hadn't gotten my thoughts together when I heard their voices coming down the hallway. I slid the doors aside and hid in the closet--closing them just in time!
"Heh! Heh! Stop goosing me, Mark!"
"You love it, babe. Come on, drop your panties and I'll give ya a nice finger-fuck!"
"Oh, was that your finger? I thought it was your dick."
"Funny. Oh, shit! I forgot to pick up the concert tickets. I'd better run down there before they close."
Through the slats I could see the fruit grab his 'husband' by the nuts and cuddle up.
"I hope a concert isn't ALL I get for my birthday."
"Hmmm. Four hours til concert time. I guarantee you'll get your sweet little tush stuffed to the gills before then. Gotta go."
"I'd better! Guess I'll figure out what to wear tonight. Hurry."
Uh, oh. Checking his wardrobe meant coming in here! I had to think fast. Luckily, he puttered around a few minutes after the other guy left. But then he took off his pants and stood there playing with himself a few seconds before slapping his own hand away. I almost laughed. I'd heard fags gotta have a cock in their hand all the time. Then he came right to the doors and swung them open. He screamed.
"JEEZ! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!" he cried. "Wow, what's a naked stud doing in my closet? You waiting for a bus?"
"N-nope. I'm...your surprise birthday present!! Bend over and I'll plug your ass."
Okay, so I didn't exactly come off real smooth. But I had to think of something fast, and that's what I came up with. Fucking a dude's asshole was better than jail, so I'd ripped my clothes off. I just hoped he wouldn't expect head!
"That devil! Did my lover put you up to this?"
"Uh, sure. M-Mark. Said to give you some action for your birthday. B-but, if...if it's not a good idea I could just leave."
"No way, Studly! I never look a gift horse in the...hmmm, turn around and let me look in there!"
He spun me around and grabbed my ass--pulling my cheeks open and staring at my shithole. I was probably blushing down there!
"H-hey! What...? I'm supposed to fuck YOU!"
"I hope so. Oooh, pretty asshole! Surely Mark told you how I love to rim a guy."
"Hunh? W-what's that?"
"You kidding? You don't know? How precious! Maybe he gave you a whole scenario. Okay, I'll bite. Well, rimming's some- thing that's best explained by giving a demonstration. You just bend over a little and I'll kneel right down here and kiss your smooth, hunky butt."
Well, that didn't sound so awful. I'd let the queer kiss my ass. He did...on both cheeks. Then he pulled them open to get another peek. I even heard him sniffing my crack!
"Man, you smell good!" he gushed.
What a perv! I hadn't bathed in three or four days. My shithole musta really stunk by then, and this cocksucker had his nose up my crack tellin' me how wonderful it smelled! If I'd been sure exactly where I'd tossed my clothes, I'da just farted in his face and split. But then he did something filthy that made my head swim.
"GODDAMN, YOU'RE LICKING MY SHITHOLE!" I had to grab the door to keep from falling over. I'd never felt anything so hot and nasty.
"Rimming, darling," he reminded me. "Shithole's so vulgar."
"Uh, sorry. Yeah, rimming's nice." I admitted, bending over more.
"Like that? Then let's get you kneeling on the bed with your stinky butt in my face. I wanna SUCK your raunchy shithole!"
"Yeah, go for it, faaa....favorite birthday boy!" I almost slipped. One damned thing was for sure, I didn't want to give myself away until I felt more of that tongue action.
"Oh, baby, I can't believe he even told you I like a hole that's a bit dirty. He did tell you that, didn't he?"
"Y-yeah! He..." I gulped, "he said you like 'em, uh, grungy."
"Damn, do I ever! Hunky and funky! Mmmmmm!"
Now lemme tell ya...personally, I think licking another guy's dirty butthole is gross and perverted. But what the hell, the fruit dug it so who was I to complain? Besides, he was a fuckin' expert at it. He munched on my smelly shithole with such enthusiasm and craving I didn't even mind when he slipped a wet finger up there and started rummaging around. Fuck, man, that felt good, too!
He kept sliding his finger in and out--sniffing and I think licking it! Kinda gave me an idea of what makes queers want a dick up their ass.
"Mmmmm! Slluurrrppp!"
So before I got to that point, chuckle chuckle, I figured I'd better make him stop. Not that I was gonna let him, but I was afraid he was getting too excited loving up my butt and might wanna fuck ME! Maybe he had a boyfriend, but at that moment his nose and mouth were definitely in love with my asshole! And I'd heard that these creeps go alley oop at the snap of a finger. You know--butch dude throwin' his legs in the air...wantin' it like a chick. Not me, man! I was already getting the idea how easy they get normal guys turned around.
"Say, uh, I'm supposed ta fuck you, remember? That feels real good, but we're supposed to be done before your, uh, Mitch gets back."
"Mmmm, tasty. You mean Mark, don't you?" he asked, getting up and stripping completely.
"Oh, yeah...Mark...of course." I twisted around and sat up.
"Ooooh, big prick!" He stared at my hardon, stroking my thighs and spreading them apart. He went straight between my legs and started licking my balls!
"Ooooh, yeah!" I gasped, spreading them more. "Oh, man!"
I looked down at him lapping at my nuts--my prick bobbing around, aimed at the ceiling. Granting my wish, he started licking up my shaft. He grabbed my prick and took the purple knob into his mouth and sucked on it...carefully. Like he knew I was ready to pump a load.
"Don't you go spitting up now," he looked up at me, "I want this fantastic cock up my ass."
Oh, man! No chick ever looked in my eyes and praised my dick like he was doing. Fucker loved it! LOVED IT! Loved my cock and my balls and my fuckin' smelly asshole! No wonder there's so many queers, man. They know how to appreciate a dude's stuff! Stuff, yeah, stuffed!
"LEMME FUCK YA!" I cried.
He laughed at me. Damn, he was laughing at me! I got nervous, feeling like a fool or something. Wait. No...he just laughed. Hell, he was licking his lips! He got up.
"Without further ado..." He pulled me up from the bed and took my place. Then he drew his legs up and back--exposing his asshole! I stared at it...suddenly finding a dude's shithole a remarkably erotic orifice to stuff my prick!
"YEAH," I said, squeezing my prick, "GONNA RAM YA!"
"Woah, hold on, sweetheart. Aren't ya gonna rim me first? I might be a brazen slut, but I need a little lubricant!" He grinned, "Especially for a big cock like that!"
Well, I plugged his hole. Man, I gave him a great ride. Then...Aw, fuck. Guess I'd might as well tell the whole truth. Okay, the fucker had me worked up, alright? I ain't proud of it...get that straight. But you know the old saying about a prick not having a conscience, right? Lemme say this. Stay the fuck away from fags! They turn your mind around. They fuck with your body until you don't know which end is up...and if you don't watch out, YOUR end might be up!
What I'm saying is, he was a pretty fruit who'd gotten my nuts in an uproar...showing me his fuckable butthole and saying all I gotta do to get in there is lick it. Hell, I didn't know where the Vaseline was. And if I didn't do it soon, my pecker was gonna shoot off all over him. I'd gone that far, and I wasn't about to miss out on a hot fuck. Hell, a couple of licks and RAM BANG, THANK YOU MAN!
I mean, jeez, fruits were supposed to be fussy and immaculate, right? A little lick on the bung wouldn't hurt none. I moved so fast, he musta thought I was dying to get my lips on his crack! Well, it wasn't all that bad, really. Okay, he hadn't showered yet. Okay, I could smell his hole a little. But it wasn't bad, see? Eating out chicks I'd smelled a lot worse coming from their buttholes.
So, I did it. I licked him there. I tried imagining it was a girl's asshole I was licking, but his balls banging on my forehead made it sorta hard. Heh, heh! I don't mean it made my dick hard...shit, it was already harder'n a fuckin' rock!
In a way, it was a kick...feeling real nasty doin' it to a guy. But, hey, you gotta understand how horny I was. And with him talking at me. "Mmmm. Rim me. Wet me down for your big dick! Shoot some spit up my hole. Push it up my ass!"
Aha, yeah. Push some spit up his hole, then I can fuck. I pressed my lips tightly to his...uh...anus (yeah, well fuck you, too!), and squirted mouthfuls of spit up there. The only disturbing thing was that he kept pushing the damned thing out at me! You know, pooching his asshole into my mouth. Big thing in my mouth and my tongue was up inside. CRIPES!
"That's enough, ain't it?" I asked, almost pleadingly.
Then the corker. He smiled. "Oooh, long ago, baby. I'm so hot for you, you could've whistled at it and shoved it in!"
Freaked me out! I did all that for nothing?
"But that was great rimming. You needed the practice, but a couple more times and you'll be fantastic at it."
I was ready to pull his nuts off! But then he sighed.
"Now, fuck me, stud!" He grabbed his ankles and pulled them back--laying exposed on the bed like a wanton whore!
All the energy of my stupid macho anger was quickly diverted by my more-intelligent, throbbing, leaking cock--to itself. No conscience? If my prick had had its way I'd have been queer by dawn! I went for the prize. Hell, I'd licked it, hadn't I? Besides, he was a damned goodlooking dude who kept getting better looking...with a damned good-looking fuckhole. I fell on him and rammed it in.
"AAAIIIEE!'' he yelled, clutching me around the back. "Take it eee... easy, baby. Jeez! Oh! Ooooh!"
Fuckin' naked...tied up with a boy-bitch hot to get fucked ...my big cock shoved up the hottest, tightest hole ever...I buried my face in his neck and reached back to grab his ass. I was fucking! So I went into fucking mode. I rubbed my body all over his, didn't mind when he ran his hand down my back and over my cheeks, cupping them and urging me to fuck him. Yeah. Fucking. Hold me, baby. Hold me while I ram your pretty ass. I licked his neck and started kissing him there. Fuck mode, remember? It wasn't like I was kissing his lips or anything.
"WOW! WHAT A PRICK! SCREW ME SENSELESS, STUD!" he gasped, grinding his butt up to me.
Soon we were humping in rhythm. Lemme tell ya, chicks know how to hump good...but they had nothing on this cat. He could put quite a few of them to shame! Guess I'm saying this to explain what came next, and why I didn't resist. He pulled my face up and planted a big wet kiss on my lips. Fucking mode, dude. I closed my eyes and went with it. I wanna say I was thinking of a chick...kissing a chick...fucking a chick...but I can't lie. I was fucking a dude...kissing a dude! Tomorrow I'd worry about it. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and screwed his ass silly.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" came from the doorway.
Oh, no. I knew what it was...who it was...watching us. With the combination of fear and excitement, I shot a load of jizz up his ass that equalled any load of balljuice...EVER!
"Who the fuck is HE?!"
Gasping and looking stupidly up at his lover as I fell to the side, he grinned--but with a confused twist.
"M-my birthday present, dummy," he said, not so sure.
"Yeah? From who?"
"YOU!" he stated, then reflected, glancing at me. "Aren't you?"
I didn't have the breath to jump, run, or lie. I was naked, dude!
"No, I lied."
"You what? He...he said....GOD!" he jumped up from the bed. "He was naked in the closet, Mark. Just after you left. I opened the doors and there he was! Honest."
Mark walked toward the bed. I just sighed, not even bother- ing to cover myself.
"Not bad. You don't have to fib, baby. Could have let me in on it, though."
My gaze met his admiring eyes. I'd shot my wad and found his obvious interest disturbing, but not actually offensive.
"Naw, I'm busted. He's telling the truth." I let out a big sigh. "All this for nothing," I said to myself, then turned to my partner. "Not that it wasn't a great screw, man. Blew my mind! Truth is, I came to rob you. Snuck in here. You guys came in. I heard you. Figured I'd get caught, so I stripped and pretended you set me up to be his birthday present. Joke's on me, man. I end up fucking a fag, and liking it!"
Mark stared at his lover, dumbfounded. His lover had a similar expression on his puss, as he glanced at me with a tickled gleam. "You're straight?" he asked.
"I was. I mean, yeah, I AM! Fuuuuck!"
They both started laughing like crazy. And I'm sitting there, naked, blushing all over. Couldn't even power up some anger.
"Shoulda seen him licking my ass, baby!"
"He did that?! That's carrying a charade a bit far, isn't it?"
"S'pose," I muttered. "What the fuck can I say? After he tongued me out I got so hot to fuck his hole...I kinda went ape."
"Well. So what do we do? Turn you in or turn you over?"
My asshole tightened at the thought. "Uh, you got a third choice?"
"Okay," Mark grinned, coming closer, "you can blow me. How's that?" He unzipped and pulled out a huge boner, wagging it in my face!
"You sure know how to make a guy's mind up, doncha?" I scowled and turned over on my belly. "Once is better than having to take it daily in the joint!"
Well, it was a good decision. Mark sucked my ass good and loose, and he was gentle about putting it in. With his lover blowing me (even though my cock had been up his ass!), getting cornholed actually felt pretty good. That was unfortunate.
Unfortunate because it made me careless. See, I ended up getting caught a couple of months later. Now I am taking it daily in the joint! I'm surviving, but it sure makes me appreciate the easy time those guys put me through. At least they didn't make my asshole look like raw meat when they were finished!
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