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THE PUSSY BOY
Pete had just stepped into the shower after a hot session with a young guy who fired his load far too quickly while being fucked senseless. With his cock still half hard, he began to soap up under the spray of water, casually glancing at the well-shaped guy who was also showering in the corner. Even with his back turned, Pete could see the guy had a good body with a beautiful ass. Pete focused on his shower and enjoying the warm water spraying down on him as the guy turned off his shower, grabbed his towel and began to towel off. Pete turned around to wash the soap off his back, again glanced at the guy but this time exchanging smiles and nods. Then the guy smiled as he took in Pete's cock and removed his towel to give Pete a full-frontal view of his body. Pete's mouth dropped open and he stared in disbelief: the guy had no cock! The guy even slipped his fingers between his legs as he grinned with amusement at the shocked look on Pete's face. Then he wrapped the towel around his waist and left.
Pete stood there in disbelief. What had he just seen? The guy was definitely a male, a smooth, well-developed body, a mop of sandy hair on a very good looking face. He seemed to be a little shorter than Pete who was tanned from a week at the beach, moderately hairy with dark hair, muscular from lots of athletics and continued working out, and about six feet tall with a seven-inch plus cock that seemed to get no lack of attention and appreciation. He was more than curious as he dried off, wrapped his towel around his waist and headed out to cruise the halls of the club to see if he could find the guy.
Pete had no luck finding the guy although some doors were shut. Finally, he decided to go to the lounge area, get a diet coke, and sit for a bit. He picked up his drink, popped the top and turned around to look for a seat, and there over in the corner sat the guy, looking at him and smiling. They again exchanged nods. Pete took a swig of his soda and walked over to the guy.
"How're you doing?" said the guy. "Have a seat if you'd like. My name is Perry." There was a sense of amusement in his voice and demeanor, indicating he was familiar with the impact he usually caused.
"Thanks. I'm Pete. Nice to know you." After a short silence, he said, "OK. So what did you just show me?"
Perry laughed. "That's usually a shock to guys who are staring at me. Not exactly what they expect to see." Then he went on to describe his situation. He had studied gymnastics since a little boy and when he was about 11 or 12 years old, he slipped and fell on a gym bar, basically crushing his penis and testicles. Thankfully, that accident didn't hinder his body development but it did leave him with completely impaired sexual organs and continued harmone medication. He competed though high school and most of his college time, keeping his sexual condition a secret. It was during college that his gym coach introduced him to gay sex and he never turned back. He always felt he could go "both ways – bottom or top" but because of his condition was regulated to being mostly a bottom, much to the pleasure of most of his partners who were excited to fuck such a handsome, well-built guy.
In the Psychology Department one day, he ran across an article in a psychology magazine that described a situation similar to his but where the guy had changed sexes with a complete removal of the damaged sexual organs and replacement of a "vagina" or a hole into his body cavity. He wasn't interested in a sex-change but was intrigued with the description of the surgery and the surprisingly effective results.
His research carried him into the gay community where he learned of a small, tight group of guys who had completed similar surgery. He actually contacted some who told him they made a very profitable career serving as "pussy boys" for those guys interested in kinky, unusual sex. As he knew he was gay, he figured this might be an interesting solution to his situation. He flew to Los Angeles and met several of the pussy-boys, and learned that there actually was a closed-association of registered pussy-boys, both nationally and internationally. The advantage of being in such a tightly controlled group was the support, contacts and referrals they maintained. With his good looks and gymnastics-body, they encouraged him to complete the surgery and apply for membership. And, as they say, the rest is history.
Pete was fascinated by Perry's story. He asked several questions and received very direct answers. Perry described the results of his surgery: that his genitals had been removed and replaced with a very flexible sheath that extended into his body and was attached securely to the opening where his penis had been. The sheath and hole were designed to take the equivalent of a 12-inch cock though he had never come close to taking that size. Pete also learned that Perry had been accepted into the Los Angeles group and lived there now but was in town for the week visiting relatives - he didn't say who. Pete found Perry a very easy guy to talk with and found he really liked him.
As they talked, a young black guy came up to the table and said, "Hey, you're here again tonight? Good to see you."
"Yep, I'll be going home tomorrow and thought I'd make one last run here," said Perry who then introduced Pete to Dion, indicating they had gotten together a couple of nights earlier.
"Yep. It's a little strange at first but then he's a damn good fuck! You fucked him yet?" Dion asked Pete rather bluntly.
"Nope. I haven't fucked him but it sounds like a good idea," laughed Pete glancing at Perry.
"I've got an idea. Dion, if you think you could hold up to fuck again, we could all go to my room and Pete could watch." Dion snorted at the humorous insinuation. Then all agreed and left for Perry's room.
Part II
They got to the room, shut the door and Perry lay back on the small bed, opening his legs to reve3al a small hole underneath his pubic hair, just like a pussy. Dion was already pretty hard when they got there so all he did was grab the lube, coat his own big cock and push a slick middle finger up Perry's pussy to lube that area. Then, without any foreplay or fanfare, he crawled into position and began sliding his slick hard cock into that prepared hole as Pete watched. Dion didn't care; all he wanted was to fuck and this was some damn good pussy!
"Bitch! You like this big cock?"
"Oh, yeah! You've got a great cock. Give it to me!" Perry moaned with a synthetic passion that Pete recognized quickly and Perry confirmed with a quick wink. He wrapped his legs around Dion's waist and began humping up to meet the black guy's thrusts and groans of pleasure.
Pete stepped forward, offering his now hard cock to Perry who, without any encouragement, sucked as much of that thick meat as their positions would allow. Pete leaned against the wall and began slowly thrusting his hips to slide his cock into Perry's mouth and throat. He glanced over at the tight black ass that was pumping into the artificial pussy and let his fingers explore the area where pussy and cock were joining in a frenzy of motion. His thumb slid up Dion's ass-crack, and he was surprised to find it slick and lubed. He pulled his slick cock away from Perry's incredible sucking and positioned himself right behind Dion, letting his cock slide between those tight cheeks. Dion slowed up and sort of arched his back, giving Pete full access to his hole. Pete pushed forward and in one easy motion embedded his entire cock deep inside Dion's guts. Then, with groans of pleasure, they both began to fuck, the force of Pete's thrusts, vibrating through Dion's body to end in Perry's pussy.
Pete took control as he held Dion's narrow hips and pounded his cock deep inside him. That in turn rammed Dion's cock into Perry's rotating hole. All three developed an intense sexual frenzy from the incessant pounding. Pete held stationary, bracing himself against the wall, as Dion fucked himself on that hard cock each time he pulled back to fuck into Perry's pussy. Dion's black body turned shiny with sweat, He began to quiver as an indication was getting close to a climax so Pete picked up speed, ramming his cock into that black hole with continuous force and thrusts. Suddenly, Dion went over the edge, crying out as his cock convulsed with a stream of hot jizm and his ass clamped down on Pete's hard invading cock.
Pete slowly pulled his cock out of Dion's well-fucked hole, letting him, in turn, slip his softening cock out of Perry's pussy. Then Dion slowly got to his feet, picked up his towel and panted, "Thanks, guys." Then he opened the door and left.
But what Dion left was two sexually-aroused fuck-machines! Pete locked eyes with Perry as he slid his sweat-covered body into the same position just vacated. His throbbing cock probed the damp hole and then effortlessly slid all the way in, using the previous cum load as natural lube. He pumped back and forth a couple of times to establish his dominance as Perry's legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed Perry's wrists and held them over his head as his lips crushed those in reciprocation, tongues battling in hungry desire. For Pete, the feeling of the cum-coated synthetic pussy was only a variation on an objective: to fuck a hot hole with all his energy!
Pete rotated his cock deep as he felt the soft resistance of Perry's insides. He would long-dick that nice hole, faintly aware of Perry's moaning response. The muscles of his larger, more powerful body slid back and forth, dominating the body underneath him. He reached under and slid his muscular arms under Perry's legs, raising his pussy to be pounded in a different position. As many often do, Pete looked down with admiration and satisfaction to watch his slick cock appear and disappear down that unorthodox hole. He pulled completely out of Perry's pussy and saw that tight, pink rosebud hole that he was more familiar with. He pushed further, rolling Perry's ass upward where he attacked that familiar spot with his tongue. This time the sound of Perry's moaning wasn't subtle or contrived. In the middle of his oral attack, he glanced up to watch Perry's fingers madly stroking a spot on the bottom of his pussy.
Pete released the tight body a bit so that his slick cock now was positioned at that tiny circular entrance. Then he pushed that swollen cockhead just inside that tight ring, stretching it wide. Perry cried out but didn't fight the assault. Pete began to slowly fuck in and out, each time entering just a bit more as that sensitive hole slowly became accustomed to that invader. Finally, Pete bottomed out, his whole thick cock deeply embedded in that unused hole, his pubic hair crushing into the protective ass-bones. Perry was moaning and breathing rapidly as the nerve-endings surrounding his asshole radiated sensations throughout his body. Pete began to fuck the kind of hole he knew best and could use all the tricks of passion he had learned. As Perry held him closely, he kissed him deeply and began to fuck.
Pete rolled Perry over so he was on all-fours as he slid behind him. Now he had two hot holes to fuck and he did just that! He would fuck that sweet ass a bit, then pull out only to replace Perry's massaging finger in that artificial pussy. He figured out how to press the shaft of his rock-hard cock down onto that sensitive spot Perry had unconsciously revealed, the friction of his cock's thrusting causing shudders of pleasure throughout Perry's body. Perry's passion and desires, rarely released in fuck-sessions, exploded as he welcomed Pete's pounding cock and hard body.
They must have fucked for almost an hour and in every possible position either could conceive, including Perry straddling Pete's body and riding that slick cock in both of his holes, giving Pete two wild sensations. Their bodies were slick with sweat as they rubbed and crashed against each other. Finally, with Perry on all-fours and Pete fucking his asshole, he released his own internal control, letting those rumbles of a sexual explosion build up.
"I'm going to cum! In or out?" he asked as he sped up his thrusts into that hot asshole.
"In! In! In! I want to to feel you!" Perry cried out, arching his back to offer no resistance to Pete's cock.
Then Pete exploded! He almost lost consciousness as the waves of pleasure crashed upon him. Perry cried out as well as he was bred by what seemed a rapidly convulsing cock coating his guts with streams of hot cum. As his cock finally finished it's release of a huge build-up of cum, Pete held Perry's narrow hips, slowly stroking his cock back and forth in that filled hole as he recovered his breathing.
"Are you OK?" he gasped.
"Yeah, I think so. No broken bones that I can find."
Pete slide his still-hard cock out of that battered hole. He saw that swollen circle begin to ooze his cum so he slid his cock back in that hot hole to plug up the juices. He slowly stroked back and forth with an ease that helped both slowly spiral down from the sexual explosion. But Pete noticed a strange thing happening...something that hadn't happened since he was in his teens or early 20s. As he slowly stroked his cock in that hot hole, it began to get harder and he felt a returning desire to fuck again.
With his cum firmly embedded in Perry's guts, Pete turned the sweaty body over and spread his legs to offer that pussy to his slick cock. He just slid in all the way as Perry again wrapped his legs around him, thrust upward and kissed him passionately. Round two had begun.
They did an abbreviated repeat of the past hour, simply because both were becoming exhausted from the energetic sexual contact. Finally, Pete returned to the familiar position of sliding his arms under Perry's legs, letting his hard cock rock back an forth in Perry's pussy. But this time, Pete was fully in control and pushed his cock down continuously to slid across that sensitive spot he had observed earlier. He was right on that guess as Perry began to moan and thrust upward for maximum pressure. Pete rammed back and forth, pressing down harder, Suddenly, Perry cried out as his body stiffened and shook while Pete rotated his hard cock across that special spot. In fact, the reaction caused Pete to release a second load inside that gooey sheath. They both collapsed into each other, gasping for breath. There would be no Round Three!
Pete slid his cock out of Perry's pussy, crawled up next to him and circled his arm around the panting young man. They held each other close without saying a thing. Then they just drifted into a relaxed zone between sleep and barely awake, the completed sexual explosion and throbbing background music of the club replacing any need to talk.
After about 15 minutes or so, Pete stirred. "You think we could get into the showers without causing the place to evacuate?"
:"I don't know but I guess it's worth a try. Maybe no one will notice that we've nearly fucked ourselves to death!" he laughed softly.
One guy was just leaving the shower area when they arrived. As it was late now, many had left the club. Pete and Perry hung up their towels and took the two showers at the end. Perry showed Pete how he could pull the surgically attached sheath down and clean it. "This doesn't work for my poor, battered asshole, but I'm glad to keep some of you with me," he laughed.
Pete gently washed the slender young man, soaping him and caressing each part: his arms, his legs, his pecs, and especially his ass. Then he held him closely as Perry did the same, the warm water cascading over them both. After they dried off, they stood there in an awkward silence for a few moments.
"Are you leaving now?" asked Perry.
"Yep. I've had it. And to let you know, it was the best I've ever have had!"
"I"m going to go too for the same reason. I'm exhausted and I know nothing could be better than what we just had. You want to meet downstairs in the check-out area before we leave?"
After about 10 minutes, Pete made it down and checked out. Then he bought two sodas and sat down in the small area to the side. Perry appeared seconds later, checked out and came over to sit down. He smiled as Pete offered him the cold drink.
"Pete, I think you know this has been one incredible night, at least for me and you know I'm pretty experienced in this. I'd like to keep in touch with you if you'd like. You know what I do for a living at least for now, so if you don't want to, I understand."
Pete sat there for a second as he looked at the beautiful young guy before him. "Perry, tonight has been more than incredible! You're really a special guy. I'm glad I met you. I'd really like to keep in touch."
Perry gave Pete a small card with the name of "Perry Pitt." indicating that his real name written on the back was Perry Van Aarden, reflecting his Dutch ancestry. He indicated he hoped to move to Las Vegas sometime in the next year but that the email and cell phone numbers would always be good. Pete scribbled his own contact information on a scrap of paper for Perry. Then they left.
Perry hailed a cab and Pete headed to the Metro, both heading in opposite directions but not before a long embrace and kiss on the deserted street. Then they departed. As Pete sat in the rumbling train car, he felt the small card in his pocket and smiled. Sometimes life lets you hit a home run!
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Note to readers: you might enjoy some of my other stories: Just search for Joxn under Authors or look in the Archived section for: Blown Away in Paris; Camp Ground Fun; Confessions of a Cocksucker; Delivering Pizza; Glory; Moonlight Madness; Mowing Results; Rolf Riding; The Stag; The Tree; Using the Club; Harry and Curt; Donny, the Muscle Boy, The Arrogant Jock and a recent chapter of Texas Training. Enjoy life!
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