Trade

Trade 23 by Mark James

We found Bardo and he set us up in separate screening rooms.

I sat down in a nice plush movie seat and the movie came on.

The scene was set up in the Top Gun locker room with conflict between Cruise (Maverick) and Kilmer (Iceman). Eventually the locker room emptied and just Kilmer and Cruise were there naked having just returned from the shower.

Kilmer taunted Cruise saying, "Got a hard on eh, I knew I turned you on. Come on over here and suck my cock."

After a lot of bravado on Cruise's part he ended up standing right in front of Kilmer, stroking Kilmer's cock.

"Eat me Maverick, you know you are dying to suck my cock," Iceman said as he pushed Maverick to his knees.

Maverick just knelt there on his knees staring at Iceman's cock and licking his lips. He knew he had gone too far to reestablish the status quo, after all he was on his knees stroking the guys cock but he couldn't make himself put his mouth around his cock as much as he wanted to suck it.

"Here let me help you cocksucker," he said as he took one of Maverick's hands and placed in on his balls and brought his other hand up to stoke his stomach muscles.

Then he pushed his cock head against Mavericks partly open mouth and pulled his head forward so that his cock slid past his lips and into his mouth as he said, "See how easy that was cocksucker. Now suck me off. You aren't top gun but you can be my top cocksucker. Eat me boy."

Maverick figured "in for a penny in for a pound" so he went down to Iceman's pubes and deep throated his cock before he started sucking up and down his cock with a steady rhythm.

"Shit yeah. I knew you were a cocksucker. This isn't your first time at the trough. Oh yeah, suck in man, just like that, suck it."

So maverick went all the way down on him again. Iceman grabbed his head and stood there and fucked his mouth like a dog until maverick gagged and pulled away.

"Shit man, you love my cock don't you?"

Maverick didn't say anything.

"Don't you?" Iceman said loudly with menace as he held his cock away from Maverick's questing mouth.

"Yes, I love your cock."

"Beg for it, beg for my cock." He said as he walked away.

"Please Iceman let me suck your cock."

This was so fucking hot. I opened my pants, pulled out my hard cock and stroked it while I watched the movie.

Iceman was across the room.

"Crawl over here and maybe I'll let you suck me off."

Oh Christ this was so fucking hot. I felt somebody's hot mouth sucking on the head of my cock.

I looked down and there was a naked Tom Cruise look-a-like sucking me.

"Oh, shit, I said as I took my hands off of my cock and let him have his way. My eyes went back to the movie.

Maverick crawled across the floor and attempted to take Iceman's cock in his mouth.

"What do you want?"

"I want your cock sir."

"Well I want you to rim me first. Do you want to rim me?

"Yes sir", Maverick said, "I want to lick your ass. Please sir, let me lick your ass"

By this time Maverick had realized what was expected of him. His cock as hard as a rock and dripping pre-cum on the floor.

The guy sucking my cock pushed my legs up over my torso and rimmed me.

It was a fucking hot scene.

Iceman got up on the bench, leaned forward against the lockers and gave Maverick access to his ass. Maverick stood up pushed his face between Iceman's spread cheeks and licked his ass.

"Yeah, lick my ass you cocksucker. I always figured you were a closet queer."

"Yes sir."

A few minutes later he stepped down, lay on the bench and told Maverick, "Suck me off you queer and swallow my load."

Maverick got on his knees at the end of the bench and sucked iceman's cock until finally with a yell of "fuck," Iceman blew his load down his throat.

I felt a mouth wrap it self around my cock and start to suck on my cock. This time it was a Val Kilmer look-a-like sucking my cock as the other guy rimmed my ass.

Oh God, this was great I thought as my eyes returned to the screen

Iceman forced Maverick's head down on his cock as he ejaculated and said, "Swallow it cocksucker, swallow my come."

Maverick swallowed frantically and got it all down and Iceman let go of his head.

Iceman stood up, towered over Maverick laying on the floor and pissed first in his mouth and then all over him as Maverick worked his own cock to orgasm.

"I knew he was a fucking queer," Icemen muttered to himself as he walked over to the shower.

Maverick leaned back against the wall with a smile on his face.

I focused back on the 2 guys servicing me. I knew how I wanted this to go. I got Tom Cruise in a 69. I had always had a crush on Tom and would have loved to have sucked him off. Here was my chance if it was only a look a like. I had the other guy fucking my ass. This was a bonus. I had never figured I would ever get them both at the same time.

Tom was a great cock sucker but I didn't know if I would be able to come again, but it didn't matter if I could get their loads down my throat.

Suddenly Tom came with a roar and gave me his load. Val pulled out of my ass as I turned over on my back. I had him straddle my mouth and face-fuck me. In the meanwhile Tom had inserted a large dildo up my ass and had gone back to sucking my cock.

In a while Val delivered his load to my voracious mouth and I could feel the come rising in my loins. I had Val sit on my face and I licked his ass as Tom finished sucking me off and swallowed my load.

I felt somebody withdraw the dildo from my ass as I lay there sated.

Now that was the way to end a fantasy.

Greg's movie started in another room and it started off in Archie Bunker's living room. George Jefferson with James Trivette in tow arrived at Archie's door.

Archie opened the door just as Edith called from the kitchen, "Who is it Archie."

"I just got to the door Edith, give me a chance to open the door will you."

"What do you want Jefferson? It's Jefferson, Edith."

"Good morning to you to, Archie. I brought a friend along to meet you.

Archie turned around and walked back into the living room without even looking at the visitor calling our, "And he's got somebody with him."

"I'll put the coffee on, Archie, have them sit down."

George said to Archie's back, "This is James Trivette, he is a Texas Ranger."

Archie turned around saying, "Yeah and I'm a... and he saw the visitor.

He turned white as a sheet and staggered.

George said, "Archie what is the matter? Are you all right? Edith!!!"

Archie walked out the door and said, "Sorry I've got to go," and walked down and got in his car and drove off."

The scene shifted from the house to Archie's car.

Archie drove around aimlessly for a while muttering to himself and finally he pulled into the parking lot beside Kelsey's bar and parked. The bar wouldn't be open for hours but Archie was too upset to be driving.

It looks just like Steve but it couldn't be that was 30 years ago. Is it a ghost come back to haunt me? Nobody knows I'm a closet faggot with a penchant for black cock in my ass and mouth. I left that behind years ago and then this guy shows up. No wonder I almost passed out. I thought I was having a heart attack.

He shut his eyes and his thoughts went back to when it all started when he was 18.

He didn't even know any Negros except their maid Millie and she was like another mother to him. She didn't even think of her as a Negro. This was back when there was severe enforced racial segregation. Sure there were Negro laborers of all kinds but they were part of the background and he generally didn't even notice them.

One day Millie's son Bobby came with her to work for some reason. He was also 18, a well built good looking guy. His father was at work, his mother went out and Millie went shopping and it was just he and Bobby. He knew he wasn't supposed to associate with Negros but Bobby wasn't a Negro he was Millie's son and he was in his house so to him that made it all right. Besides he liked Bobby.

Bobby evidently liked him also because roughhousing and wrestling on the floor turned into kissing, caressing and eventually to sex. Bobby may have known he was a queer but at the time I didn't know I was.

Our shirts had long since come off and Bobby was licking my chest, stroking my stomach and massaging my cock through my jeans. It all seemed so innocent and so inevitable.

Sure he had had all of the parental warnings about getting into cars with strange men or running away from men who touched or tried to touch him inappropriately what ever inappropriate meant in that context. Whenever the subject of sex came up his parents both became tongue tied.

But this wasn't an old man, this was a cute, muscular, good looking kid his own age, in his own house, besides he liked it. He wasn't stupid; he knew Bobby wanted to suck his dick and what Bobby was doing to him felt so good he didn't want it to stop. He wanted a blow job.

Beside he was doing the same thing to Bobby that Bobby was doing to him. He really didn't think about the fact that Bobby might want and expect a blow job or something else in return. After all queers liked to suck cock, they didn't expect reciprocity, did they?

Bobby was pulling my jeans off and then he was licking my balls and then up and down the shaft of my cock which was already hard as a rock. He was licking the head of my cock and then sucking on it and then, Oh Christ, he was sucking on my cock and then he had the whole thing in his mouth. If this was what getting a blow job was like I would let anybody blow me at anytime.

Then Bobby pulled off of my cock and stroked my legs, massaged my buttocks, massaged the muscles in my back and licked and kissed me from my neck to my feet.

He spread my legs and licked and kissed my buttocks, spread my cheeks and kissed and licked up and down the crack of my ass. I didn't know why but I was very aware of my asshole. He blew air on it and I shivered all over. He put his face between my spread cheeks and licked on my asshole.

"Oh yeah, I muttered."

Then he went down and sucked and licked and stuck his tongue up my asshole. I had never even imagined anyone would want to do that any more than anyone would ever actually do it. Of course I had never known that I would enjoy it so much either. I was a natural bottom, but at the time I didn't even know what the term meant.

I felt his finger at the entrance to my ass massaging my asshole and then suddenly he had pushed his middle finger all the way up my hole.

I pushed back against his hand as I said, "Ummmmm."

Then it was two fingers and then three up my ass. It really didn't hurt at all. I didn't know that he had been using the pre-cum leaking from his cock to lubricate my ass.

I didn't know that playing with an asshole could be so erotic and generate such pleasurable sensations. Of course at that age I didn't even know what a prostate was much less a prostate massage. I didn't know that I was about to be fucked either-that that had been Bobby's intent all along.

Since he gave me no warning at all of his intent it was a good thing for me that his cock was of average size-about 6 inches long with a head not much larger that his stalk which had a circumference of about 5 inches; just the size for an invasion of my ass without causing a lot of pain. At this point I had not even seen his cock so I had no idea of its size until later.

I couldn't see what he was doing all I could do was feel what he did. I felt him spread my legs wider and use his hands to spread my butt cheeks wide and then I felt a sharp pain in the ass, something sliding up inside my ass and felt his weight lying on top of me.

"That hurt, what did you do to me?"

"I stuck my dick up your ass. I'm lying here with the entire length of my dick up your ass. Do you like it?"

"You've got your dick up my ass. I didn't know that could be done."

"What happens now?"

"I'm gonna fuck your ass."

"Ah, now I know what "fuck you" means."

"You'll like it," he said as he fucked me slowly-in and out, in and out.

Then he went faster and then even faster and rougher. I moaned and groaned or yelped depending on what he was doing but I loved his big, strong body fucking my ass.

"Let's move to the sofa," he said.

We moved to the sofa and I lay down on my back. He got between my legs, inserted his cock in my asshole and pushed. This time I watched it disappear up my ass and was in awe that something that big could fit in something as small as my asshole and cause so little pain. I would think back on that later when cocks twice the size of his invaded my ass and I moaned in ecstasy from the pain and domination.

He seated his cock in my ass and he held my face in his hands and kissed me and caressed my face, arms and chest before he proceeded to fuck my as again. In this position it was a different experience-more of "Do you like the way I am fucking your ass?" where we could see the emotion on each other's face versus the "I'm gonna fuck you ass and you can't do anything about it," feeling of being fucked from the rear. There was also a difference in the way his cock massaged my ass in this position.

I think I liked it best the times when he was fully seated in my ass, he stopped, looked down at me and I said, "Fuck me, bobby, fuck me," and he kissed me and started fucking me again."

How much closer can you get to a person than having their cock inside of you?

Eventually he turned me sideways and pushed me off of the side of the sofa with my shoulders and head on the floor and my ass sticking up over the edge of the sofa cushion. He knelt on the sofa and fucked down on me while I sucked on his fingers-as close as I could get to sucking him and being fucked by him at the same time.

For some reason I enjoyed this position the best this time. Maybe it was the way his cock massaged my prostate as it went by. I found as the future unfolded that what the best position was depended on the size of my partners cock.

He shifted position again and sat on the edge of the sofa with his cock buried in my ass and just rocked back and forth. I lay there and jacked my cock as he was using my ass to jack himself off.

I came all over my stomach and chest and he pulled his cock out and spilled his seed all over my asshole.

We went off and took a bath. This was a time before indoor showers. We got dressed and went out played basketball.

For 2 teenagers to find the privacy to do what we did was hard and if one was white and the other black it was almost impossible.

It was easier to get together for oral sex than anal sex. In the next 2 years before he moved to another state we got together maybe 16 times. He never sucked my cock again. I was always the one on my knees. The next time we met he had me suck him off and he made me swallow his cum even though I had never done it before.

The next time we met he fucked me again. He had brought a friend and made me suck him off and swallow his come while he was fucking me.

The next time he brought 3 friends and I had to suck off everybody and rim them.

In today's parlance I guess I became his bitch almost without realizing it.

As I got older it was easier to find a place to meet. There was more anal sex, but he now always brought 3 or 4 friends and I was getting fucked by everybody and taking their loads. Nobody ever sucked my cock.

The movie had a nice sequence of vignettes inserted here showing his 16 meetings in a 10 minute sequence since they weren't the main plot. But that sequence involved a lot of people and must have cost a lot of money. If you ever wanted a really HOT jack-off video that 10 minute sequence would certainly do it.

Then Bobby was gone. He moved away without even saying goodbye.