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I hung up the phone more vigorously than
I should have but it amazes me still that my mother gets to me like that. She said she called because she hadn’t talked to me in a while (five days to be exact).
The real reason was ‘my sister-in-law’s brother Jeremy was going to be in the city and wouldn’t it be nice if he stayed with me for a few days, us being somewhat related and all; and since I’ve been living here for so long I could show him around and I’m sure it wouldn’t be any bother.’ And since she probably already told brother that I would be more than happy to have him stay and etc., etc.
I was not indeed happy to have him stay with me. I enjoyed my
lifestyle away from the family was did not want to forgo my activities to
entertain some provincial in-law. I remembered him as a ‘country’ boy, not
dim-witted, just simple. I spent the day of his arrival with the obligatory cleaning and swore a loudly at my mother for the coming week of torture as
I hid the magazines, videos, and all the usual pre-family-visit activities.
Most of my displeasure was put aside when Jeremy showed up. I
opened the door to one of the handsomest male-fuck fantasies I could ever
imagine. I glanced from his dark green eyes, down all 6’4″ of him to his
size twelve shoes. My eyes may have strayed a bit too long over the bulge
of his just too tight jeans. The stirring in my crotch told me it may not
be so bad after all.
I got him settled in without too much trouble and kept finding
reasons to get close to him, casually touching him. I squeezed in back of
him in the bathroom and threw back the shower curtain to show him the
shower. Okay, it was lame but I managed to get a quick feel of his rounded
ass cheeks as I slipped behind him and he didn’t seem to notice. He didn’t
want to go out so we had a quiet dinner in, getting to know each other and
he filled me in on growing up in Omaha. He turned in early saying he was
tired from the long bus ride. I can’t say I was disappointed. Staring into
his handsome face and those vibrant green eye with the long black eyelashes
batting at me all through dinner got to me. Not to mention trying to
imagine the solid muscle straining his clothes. I was more than eager for a
long, slow jack-off session.
Just as I got my pants off and my hand cupped around my horny
balls, Jeremy called to me from his room. I struggled back into my pants,
stretching my T-shirt down to hide my hard-on. I nearly stopped breathing
as I stood in the doorway. He was laying on his side on the bed wearing
snow-white jockey shorts and white socks. Now, just about every other
fantasy I have ever had in some way involves a man in jockeys and socks. My
cock pounded, the head poking above the top of my pants. I hoped against
hope that the pre-cum I felt oozing out the head of my prick wasn’t going
to start spreading across my shirt. Jeremy was reading a guidebook and
asking about the cities tourist attractions. I must have given some answer
but I wasn’t even hearing my own words.
I know I should have moved away from the door, anywhere else in the
room but I couldn’t make my legs work. See, the length of the bed faces the
door. I was looking up his long muscular legs, above the flat furry stomach
across the expanse of his hairy chest, and since he had one knee bent
whenever I glanced to his crotch I had an unobstructed view into the dense
forest of pubic hair and a hint of what had to be one of the hugest pair of
balls I’ve ever seen. Amazingly I managed to carry on a conversation with
him until…he looked up at me and smiling his dazzling smile, scratched
his balls. And not just a quick scratch. He pulled aside the shorts and
slipped a finger underneath the gigantic hairy orb and ran the tip of his
finger slowly around the underside and sort of tickled, bouncing his nut
against his finger. I caught a glimpse of the log of his cock laying across
his belly start to jump when I realized he was talking to me.
“Hey, Ted, you okay? You look kinda funny.”
“Uh, yeah,” I managed to say not wanting to tell my hunky visitor
he just about caused me to shoot my load in pants, “but I think I need to
get some sleep.”
I stumbled to the bathroom and began splashing cold water on my
face trying to calm down. I stared at myself in the mirror for a long
time. Brushing my teeth I wondered how could I stand an entire week of that
guy in my house? I was destined to spend the week drooling after him,
liable to shoot a fucking cum-load just looking at him.
The light in his room was off when I finally got out of the
bathroom. I paused at the door of his room. There was sounds of deep
breathing-but not the breathing of someone asleep, there were groans
intermixed between the long breaths. Quietly shifting my angle I looked
into the room and caught his reflection in the mirror above the dresser. I
stifled a cry of surprise as I stared bug-eyed. Jeremy was nude, hand in
his crotch, wrapped tightly around his balls. He squeezed and mauled the
hairy orbs. He pulled the skin tight making his hard thick cock slap
against his furry belly. I jammed my hands in my pants, stroking my cock
furiously watching him beat off.
I slowly cracked the door, standing as close to the wall as I
could. I stood back slightly so he hopefully wouldn’t be able to see me yet
I could see him. There was a faint hint of moonlight filtered through the
curtains. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness the dim edges of the
silhouettes sharpened. He had one hand across his chest pinching his right
tit. His right hand yanked his balls, his legs spread bent at the knee
lifting his ass off the bed. His hips jerked as he pummeled his
ball-bag. He wrapped his huge hand around the fleshy sack stretching it
then pulled and twisted. He let go of his tits, pulled up his right leg
against his chest and slid his hand around the curve of his ass-cheek, the
ridge just below his balls. There wasn’t enough light for me to clearly see
the shadowed crevice he slowly caressed. He pumped against his hand, his
body thrashing on the bed.
Before I realized what was happening I felt a spurt of jizz shoot
onto my belly. I let out an involuntary moan as my over-heated cock grew
thick in my hand. I cupped the bloated head in my fingers and exploded. My
cum-load filled the palm of my hand, overflowing through my fingers. I
peeked at Jeremy hoping he hadn’t heard me. He eyes were closed, his hand a
blur on his balls and he hand a finger, crammed to the knuckle up his
ass. His erect cock flopped loudly against his belly as he pulled back and
forth on swollen balls. With one last viscous tug, his dick hovered erect
and began spewing jet after jet of thick cream up in the air. He pumped the
spurting shaft, his load splattering everywhere. As the spasming subsided,
he held his stiff cock by the base, the towering column pointed straight
up. He milked the last of his cum-load from his cock-lips, the juice oozed
out thickly. He scooped it up with a finger and brought it to his mouth. My
cock began to harden as I watched him coat his lips before sucking on his
finger. Then I saw a glint of light reflected in his eyes and the brilliant
shine of his white teeth as he smiled at me.
I quietly slipped into my room in a daze. Had he really seen me or
was I just imagining it? Jesus, how the hell was he going to react to me in
the morning? I was shaking as I striped off my clothes and slid into
bed. It took a long time for me to fall asleep. The scenes of his hot
jerk-off kept replaying in my mind. All my lascivious mind could see was
his enormous cock spurting that thick load of cream. I finally dozed off,
my hand wrapped around my balls.
I woke early the next morning. I had my usual morning hard-on that
stiffened further as I listened to Jeremy noisily moving around the
apartment. I fought a tremendous urge to jerk myself off only because I had
to take a piss. Taking no chances, I slipped on a pair of shorts and
jeans. I almost made it to the bathroom when…
“How the hell do you make coffee with this thing?” I heard him
calling to me.
Already in a shitty mood from not getting a decent nights sleep, I
wearily made my way to the kitchen to help make coffee. My mood brightened
and my softening cock leapt as I stood in the doorway. Jeremy stood at the
counter with his back to me. I stared at the board shoulders down his
strongly muscled back where a thin line of hairs shaped in an inverted “v”
started. I guessed the disappearing tufts spread across his high globed
ass-cheeks that were covered by his tighty-whities. His thighs, covered
with the same dark down, were slightly spread. I bent down on the pretext
of picking something off the floor just so I could get a glimpse of the
bulging mound of his balls.
I shook myself out of my lecherous revelry and set about making us
coffee. He watched me nearly hanging over my right shoulder as I explained
what I was doing. He stood so closeI could smell him, sweat mixed with his
musky body odor. I turned to get the filters from the cabinet and stumbled
over his foot. I put my hand against his chest as his arm slipped around my
waist to steady me. I knew I blushed from my head to my toes and I could
feel the sweat trickle slowly down my sides. My cock was iron stiff in my
shorts and ready to blast off. I finished making the coffee and excused
myself and headed for the bathroom.
I still had to piss like there was no tomorrow but, damn, I had a
raging hard-on that wouldn’t quit. Flexing my knees and aiming my stiff
cock painfully down, I willed my bladder to empty. By the time I rejoined
him my painful rod-on had subsided.
I sat on a chair at the head of the couch where he lay reading the
paper. The positioning was perfect for me to stare at him without his
seeing me. I marveled at the long swirl’s of hair along his upper chest,
circling the quarter-sized nipples; the wide, dark streak thinning down his
torso, thickening to a forested swirl around his belly widening to the
hidden patch under his shorts. He threw his arms over his head and bared
the nest of pit-hairs. I longed to rub my nose in there. I could almost
taste the salty sweat that began to trickle from his pits.
His shameless display was having an expected effect on me. My hard
cock ached painfully in my tight shorts. I stared at his crotch, the
well-defined head of his meat straining his shorts. The more I imagined
what that lump looked like, replaying the moment last night when his hot,
white spunk splattered across the tight belly, through the thick hair, the
closer I got to shooting a load.
I went to my room, struggling as I stripped off my tight jeans and
shorts. I couldn’t resist fingering my cock, milking out a few drops of
pre-jizz. I licked the slime off my fingers, pretending it was Jeremy’s. I
pulled out the length of cord that was cut and tied for one specific
purpose. I pulled my cock and balls through the loop and pulled it
tight. My dick stood stiff as a board. I winced with pleasure as I wound
the it firmly around my shaved balls. That would keep me hard and
dripping. I put on a robe, wrapping the folds in front of me and the sash
just at the rim of my cockhead to keep my dick from poking out. I went back
down to the den.
Jeremy had gotten up for more coffee and came in behind me. I
wondered what he would think if he knew the thoughts that were running
wildly through my mind. After he lay down again, I noticed a not so subtle
change. The soft lump of his groin was now a thick log pointing to the
right across his belly. The prominently outlined cock-head angled toward
“Damn,” he whispered, “I’m sure feeling horny this morning.” His
breathed deeply, his chest filling. He rubbed his belly in wide slow
circles. My cock jerked as he circled each tit, palm raking across the
pointed nubs. He pinched his left tit, tugging and twisting the peaked
nipple. With each yank, his swelling cock-meat jumped in his pants. A
circle of wetness spread at the tip.
“I know what you mean.” I finally said.
I was going to say something more but it seemed superfluous. He
reached between his legs and slipped his hand though the leg hole of his
underwear. He cupped his nuts, giving them a firm yank. His dick stood up,
tenting the shorts. The thick shaft hovered in the air about 3″ from his
belly, the stretched elastic slid down exposing the engorged purple
cock-cap. I watched as the bloated piss-slit winked open, then a tiny tear
of pre-cum dribbled out. One hand alternated between his tits, the other
hidden deep in his crotch as he mauled his nuts. I wriggled in my chair
watching as the shorts slid down and inch by inch his bulky shaft, thick
and dark with lust, appeared.
I opened my robe and slipped my hand around my own throbbing
erection fighting the urge to cum. He glanced at me and smiled. He sat up,
lifted his ass slightly and stripped off his jockeys. He lay back down with
his legs spread, knees slightly bent. He ran his hands up his inner thighs,
cupping them around his cock and balls, circling them tightly.
I inhaled loudly. He had a strip of rawhide, about 1/2″ thick,
woven cock-ring style around his balls and up around the base of the
shaft. He circled his hairy sac with a thumb and middle finger and pulled
hard while he traced a finger of his other hand up the protruding vein
along his huge cock-pole. He rubbed the leaking pre-jizz around the flaring
cock crown until the purple glans shone slick and wet. He alternated
between stroking his cock and pinching his stiff nipples as he continued
mangling his balls. His cock finally won. He slipped his fingers around the
powerful column and slowly began caressing, tugging at his turgid man-meat.
I got up behind him and tentatively placed my hands on his
chest. He let out a stifled gasp, something between a groan and a
moan. Either way, it was a signal to go on. I traced my hands lightly
around his chest circling the dark areolas. I gripped the stiff nipples and
fiercely pulled as I twisted them in my fingers. He cried out in pain. I
yanked again and a silver tinted pearl of thick fluid shot from his cock.
I lowered myself over him, still gripping his bullet-like tits, to
lick the sweet-sticky jizz that pooled on his belly. He pulled tight on his
balls while thrusting his hips forward. The head of his cock bounced
against my ear. Still licking his belly, I leaned forward until my cock
rested along the back of his head. He leaned into me and rubbed against my
hard shaft. His short hair tickled and caressed my tender meat.
I let go of his tits to run my hands along his solid thighs. His
legs spread as I lightly fingered between his legs, slowly circling closer
and closer to his hairy groin. He grabbed my waist twisting me roughly. His
tongue flicked back and forth over my balls. I held the fat base of his
shaft in my fingers, the stiffness straight up in the air. Slowly, lowering
my face, I teased the reddened slit with my tongue. My lips forming a tight
ring, I sucked in the swollen head. He moaned loudly, my balls crushed
against his mouth. He tried to force more of his shaft into my mouth but my
lips gripped the spongy rim of his monster fuck pole. The taste of his
oozing cock-scum and the musky smell of his crotch drove me crazy. I slowly
inched my way down his shaft trying not to gag as his horse cock filled my
throat. I finally had to pull back for a quick breath of air before sliding
my mouth back down his horny fuckmeat until the thick bristles of hair
covering his heavy balls tickled my nose.
Holding my waist he slid me down further on his face quickly
licking at the sensitive ridge between my balls and asshole. My cock swam
through the dense patch of hairs between his pecs lubed by his sweat and
the pre-cum oozing out the my tender cock-lips. He roughly pulled my ass
cheeks apart and I felt a hot flurry of his breath against my hole. I
pushed back against his face planting myself on his tongue. He licked and
slurped at my tight ass-lips as he continued to fuck my face, repeatedly
slamming his cock in and out of my mouth.
Sensing he was getting close, I let his cock slip and hovered over
him to lick his balls, the sweaty skin tightly held by the taut
cord. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I swallowed the hairy orbs. I
crushed the sensitive sack with my lips. I muffled his scream of agony by
shoving my ass back into his face. My hands slid around his legs and
massaged the hairy buns. My fingers searched the sweaty cleft for the
puckered ring and sank into the hot channel. His arms circled my waist in a
crushing bear hug; he began humping against me, fucking the finger I had
buried up his ass and rubbing his raging cock against my chest. I knew I
had to do something soon or we were both going to lose our loads. I wetly
sucked on his thick meat, covering the gleaming shaft with spit. I forced
him to let go and hovered above him.
I positioned his cock head against the opening to my chute and
slowly, cautiously slid down. His thick cock spread me wide open, painfully
as I strained to take the full nine inches. It seemed to take forever but
this cock hairs still hadn’t brushed up against my ass cheeks. I let out a
long sigh when I finally hit bottom. I started to gradually lift and slide
along the shaft until I was bouncing furiously up and down on top of him. I
could feel every twitch of his prick inside my belly, and the sensation his
fat head throbbing deep within me nearly sent me over the edge.
He maneuvered us around, his cock briefly slipping out my stretched
hole until I was on my back, then he savagely plunged into me. I screamed
in agony. He stopped and held me. His tongue caressed my neck, nibbled at
my ear. The discomfort subsided.
“I love having you inside me. Fuck me, fill me with your come. Fuck
me! ” I pleaded.
Jeremy put his hands under my knees and pushed my legs back. I
leaned forward and simultaneously locked my lips around a stiff tit and
grasped his heavy nuts. He began to hammer my ass with wild abandon,
bombarding my tender hole. He pumped his full length in and out of my
burning tunnel. Clamping my ass muscles around his dick, I began to grind
against him furiously. Sweat dripped us both.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum soon, oh shit!” He finally started chanting
as he jabbed just a few inches of his cock in and out my ravaged
chute. “Gonna fucking cummmmm…..here it comes, gonna…..shoot…..!’
He rammed all the way into me. I felt his prick swell painfully
inside me just before he let out a low muffled groan and thick blasts
plastered my gut with creamy bullets of heat. The last of his spasms sent
me over the edge. My cock twitched and a thick spray of spunk splattered
over my chest in sticky, hot drops. I cried out and my ass ring tensed
around his dick as I emptied my load again and again into the air, his
still thrusting prick urging the last drops from my aching balls.
Jeremy collapsed on top of my, my cum spreading out and sticking us
together. He kissed me gently and slowly pulled out, his semi-stiff cock
falling across his thigh. We held each other, not moving for a long time.