An introduction to For the love of Leon

 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092SP3MC5

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092SP3MC5

Synopsis

    Leon wanted the same thing everyone else wants: a loving relationship lasting beyond a few weeks. All he’d ever been able to find, however, was a few weeks hot on sex but cold on romance. The day he walks into the local pub and sees a newcomer sitting by the window, he hopes his luck is about to change.
    As he and Simon spend time together, Leon realizes not everything is as perfect as he’d thought it would be. Experiencing love also means experiencing the ups and downs of a new relationship.
    When Simon tells Leon they need to talk, Leon is forced to wonder... is he going to be unlucky in love yet again?

Excerpt

Sitting in the park enjoying the scorching sun, my attention was drawn to the couples there. Lying around, walking hand in hand, they were everywhere. I found myself wishing life had been kind enough to grant me a relationship like theirs. It wasn’t as though I hadn’t tried to have something like that in my life. I’d done everything to find the right person and settle down. But they had all been meaningless, intense passion and nothing else, fizzling out after months, sometimes weeks. Try as I might, no one I had ever met seemed to want to commit to a long-term relationship. Don’t get me wrong, the sex was fucking great, always the star of a relationship, but some nights I would have liked someone to go out with. A meal, the cinema, or even a concert, and then home like a loving couple. Someone who didn’t just want to fuck, but someone who liked to kiss and cuddle, someone to wake up with and make breakfast for.

Just watching the crowds started to get me down and I stood up, making my way out of the park, aimlessly wandering to anywhere I didn’t have to stare at all the happiness around me. Staring in shop windows at fancy designer gear I could easily afford, but had no reason to own, pissed me off even more. I made my way to a small bar by the river I knew wouldn’t be over-crowded with more couples.

Once there, I ordered a pint and sat outside by the river’s edge, just watching the barges trundle by and the handful of fisherman desperately trying to outdo each other with their catches. Smiling to myself, I felt a lot more relaxed than I had at the park and as the afternoon drew toward evening, I started to think about the long walk back through town to my apartment. I knew I couldn’t put it off, even though I would happily have stayed where I was, watching the world drift by forever. I drained my glass and headed back into the bar. As I leaned over to set my empty pint on the counter, I saw him, sitting alone by one of the windows. Suddenly leaving seemed like the last thing I wanted to do. I situated myself on a barstool, ordered a coke, and tried not to look like I was watching him, only glancing over every now and again.

An introduction to Opposites attract

 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092TSF7N5

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092TSF7N5

Synopsis

Is the bronzed Adonis out of this biker's league?

Kevin 'Kev' Maloney knew he was in love the day he first glimpsed the bronzed Adonis. A bleached blond, heavily tanned surfer, Marcus had to be out of Kev's league, right? What would a man like him want with a heavily tattooed, long-haired biker?

With two totally different lifestyles, and circles of friends, would Kev be able to find happiness with Marcus, someone who was the opposite of him, or would the phrase 'opposites attract' be nothing more than a fantasy that would never happen?

Excerpt

As soon as I saw him, I knew I wanted to have him. He was in the park just lying on the grass enjoying the sun. His muscular, bronzed torso glistened with droplets of sweat, the noticeable bulge in his tight, denim shorts causing my own cock to stiffen.

Sitting on one of the benches not too far away from him, I couldn’t help but stare at this wonderfully gorgeous Adonis, and think about all the things I would like him to do to me. But as I continued to stare, he sat up, and looked directly across to where I was sitting, before standing up.

I swallowed as he pointed in my direction, and wondered if he had caught me watching him. Slowly he began to walk in my direction, and I wished I hadn’t made my staring quite so obvious.

Closer and closer he came, and I felt my hands becoming clammy with sweat. If he was pissed off with me, and started something, I knew I wouldn’t be able to match up to him in the strength department. Compared to his god-like physique, I felt like the ultimate nine stone weakling, the one who had sand kicked into his face by the bully at the beach. Not that there was anything wrong with my physique, just it was nothing like his whatsoever.

Our differences couldn’t have been any greater, I was the bad boy biker type and looked and dressed the part, normally wearing jeans and sleeveless tops, where he looked to be the bronzed surfer dude. I could imagine him out with his mates, down by the beach, surrounded by big-breasted women in micro bikinis, drinking and surfing during the day, and fucking the girls every night.

An introduction to Reunited at a reunion

 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09318VHNG

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09318VHNG

Synopsis

Victor Pierce, a self-made businessman, is looking forward to going to his college reunion and seeing how his fellow classmates got on in life since the good old days.
What he doesn't expect, is to run into Ian Kraemer, the man he lost his virginity to, and the same man he's thought about almost every day since they lost contact.
What happens when the two men meet up again?
Can they find what they once had, or is their passion for each other long gone?

Excerpt

 Victor Pierce stared at the large double doors of the college and strode forward confidently. Smiling to himself as he thought about the good times that he’d had while he was a nineteen-year-old student, he looked forward to see what the rest of his classmates had made of themselves since leaving.

He would have been surprised, if many people there remembered him; after all he had changed unrecognizably in the ten years since leaving. Gone was the thin, scrawny nerd who took his classes seriously and in his place was a man standing 5’ 9” tall, very muscular, heavily tattooed with pale-brown eyes and short, white-blond hair. He had become a very successful businessman in the last few years due to a mixture of hard work and good fortune. A man, who was now running his own private security firm and had a half a dozen people working for him.

Pushing one of the doors open, he stepped inside, paused, took a deep breath and continued forward to the large hall, where the main reunion was taking place. As Victor reached forward and placed his hand on the handle of the door to the main hall, the other door swung open and a couple he vaguely recognized came through, arm in arm, laughing and joking. For another second or two he paused to regain his composure before opening the door and entering.

Music—the same tunes from the years he was at college—was playing and there were at least thirty people already in the hall. As he walked towards the makeshift bar that had been set up for the night, he looked around trying to see whether he recognized anyone. One or two faces seemed familiar to him. He just couldn’t remember the names, but then he had never been that good with names.

“Alright what would you like?” The man working the bar asked.

“Double Jack Daniels, please,” Victor replied.

The barman handed him his drink and Victor walked towards one of the tables that had been set up around the edge of the room and sat down. Sipping his drink slowly, he continued to look around at everyone in the room. He finally saw someone whose name he could definitely remember. Ian Kraemer was standing on the opposite side of the room and staring straight at him.

An introduction to Vengeance of a vampire

 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092WN6C8Q

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092WN6C8Q

Synopsis

Who will come out on top, vampire or vampire hunter?

Kurt Hunter is not like other men. Kurt is a vampire and the time to feed is upon him once again. Venturing from the sanctuary of where he lives, Kurt heads into town hoping to find what he needs to satiate his hunger. Initially seeking one person for his pleasure, Kurt meets a couple, Katherine and Thomas, and chooses the two of them.

Katherine has a secret. A secret that threatens to destroy Kurt. Katherine is a vampire hunter and has spent years seeking out and destroying vampires, like Kurt.

Using all his charms on Thomas, Kurt finds out Katherine's dark secret and the race against time is on as the battle between good and evil comes to a head... and there can only be one winner.

Excerpt

Opening the door, I stepped out into the cold, dark night air. Snow lay untouched on the ground, looking like a freshly washed, white duvet. Slowly, I began to walk along where the path normally was, careful not to slip on the treacherous surface, and headed toward the town.

It had been a couple of months since I had ventured out at night. I hadn’t wanted, or needed to, but for too long I had gone without. Gone without the feel of naked skin against mine. Gone without the feeling of being needed, wanted. And gone without the taste and smell that I loved so much. The taste and smell of sex, sweat and, of course, blood.

Being cursed as I was had both its positives and negatives. When the need came it was so easy for me to satiate myself, so easy to find a partner, a lover, a victim. I stood six foot three inches tall, had the body of an Olympic athlete, and the rugged looks of a film star, so finding someone to spend the night with was easy. Man, or woman, it didn’t matter to me just as long as I got what I wanted. What I needed.

An introduction to Freed from the chains of deceit

 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092SMXGFQ

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092SMXGFQ

Synopsis

    Jason Morley is a man who, for as long as he's been alive, has been living a lie. Even though he knew deep down that he was a gay male, he tried to convince himself he was straight, or at the very least bisexual. Although he'd had many relationships with women, it was only when thinking of the men of his fantasies he was able to perform. His deception ate at him.

    A mysterious message appears in his inbox on a dating site, a message he had longed to receive but never thought he would, and his journey toward his true sexuality begins.

    Wade Childs was the man who had sent the message. Like Jason, Wade was afraid to admit he was gay. Throwing caution to the wind in the hope of finally finding 'the one', the two men arranged to go on a date.

    What followed for Jason was a week of uncertainty, nervousness, trepidation, and, as he prepared himself for his ultimate challenge, a whole new world of self-love discovery.

    Could Jason really free himself from the chains of deceit that had bound him his entire life? Will he be able to embrace his true self, true sexuality, in the pursuit of a real and happy future? Or, will he be trapped forever in a life he doesn't want to live, too scared to admit the truth to his family and friends...himself?

Excerpt

    For years I'd tried to hide the fact I was gay, even going so far as to sleep with numerous women, but deep down I'd always known. The only way I could get hard, and enjoy the act of sexual intercourse with a woman, was by thinking of all the hot men I'd spent hours staring at over the Internet. And, it was down to one day on the Internet I finally found the courage to admit my sexuality.

I'd been lurking on gay, and even transsexual, chat sites for as long as I could remember. Lurking, not talking; just looking at pictures of hot bodies, hard cocks and tight asses, stroking my hard cock as I did, when, totally out of the blue, I received a message.

Hi handsome

They were the only two words, there wasn’t even a picture, and at first I thought it was one of my mates winding me up, having somehow found out the secret I wouldn’t even admit to myself.

At first, I just stared at the two words, fear holding me immobile in its grasp, and too scared to respond. Closing my inbox, I stood up and walked away from the computer, yet those two words wouldn’t leave my mind. The questions began to surface and flow through my thoughts like wildfire. What if it isn’t a wind-up? What if whoever sent it is genuine, and this is just the chance I’ve been waiting for?

Glancing back to the screen glowing brightly at me from across the room, I hesitated, wondering what would happen if I responded to the anonymous message. Lost in the thoughts of possibly meeting someone over the Internet, I stared back at the computer screen the image of the hot, naked, blonde Adonis on the screen, his cock shaved and hard, staring back at me, smiling, teasing and goading me back to the computer. I was unable to resist the look in his eye and the perceived innuendo in his body language.

J S Morbius

An introduction to Xavier

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092W8BDPS

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092W8BDPS

Synopsis

    Will deception be the end of Isaac and Xavier's budding love, or will Isaac give in to the promises made for love eternal?

    Isaac instantly becomes intrigued with a handsome man he notices across the room at the club. Turns out, this man has certainly noticed Isaac, and has been watching him the entire night. Too bad he's disappeared before Isaac could make a move.

    For the next few weeks the man seems show up everywhere Isaac is, constantly watching him. The more he sees the mysterious stranger, the deeper his interest becomes. Oddly, every time Isaac makes a move toward the mystifying stranger, he disappears from view, almost as if he were a ghost.

    Xavier has been searching for centuries for someone just like Isaac. Someone he could spend his life with, share his dreams with, and eventually, continue his bloodline. He sets off a little game of cat and mouse, designed to tempt Isaac into getting to know him. Xavier isn’t an ordinary man, though, and he hides a big secret until the very end.

Excerpt

I hadn’t ever been to the club previously. I didn’t even know it existed prior to then. Ever since the day I first walked in and saw him, I knew I wanted –no, needed– to get to know him. He stood just a shade over six feet tall, looked strong, without being overly muscular, and his hair was the color of the darkest night. How I wished I could have gotten close to him that night, to see him within a direct proximity, but it was not to be.

As soon as he saw I was watching him, he seemed to disappear into the darkness of the club. No matter where I looked, I just couldn’t find him again. I didn’t have to worry, though I wish I knew this at the time, because it wasn’t going to be the last time I saw him. In fact, from that night forward I saw him everywhere. In the streets, at work, in shops, literally everywhere I would go. However, oddly enough, every time I tried to get within a stone's throw of him, he would seem to vanish. I honestly couldn't explain it, not even to myself.

It soon became almost like a game, I would see him, make to move toward him and he would be gone, just like that. It was as if he were toying with me, testing me, seeing just how much I wanted to get near him. I must have passed his test, because after a few weeks of the dematerializing act, he began to let me get closer. Not close enough to speak to him, or even to make out his features perfectly, but closer than he did at the start. At first, it was just two or three steps closer, then five or six, but soon I was getting to within five feet of him and when I did, he would still turn and dissipate, though I never could see just how he did it. One minute he'd be in my line of sight, and the next, I'd blink, the area where he'd stood was empty.

It seemed impossible anyone could just disappear into a crowd like he did, but I was witnessing it with my own eyes. It even got to the stage where if I jumped forward I would be able to touch him, and I thought about trying it but the look in his eyes told me not to. Something sinister there, an odd, dark kind of spark perhaps, sent shivers running down my spine each time I even speculated about reaching out a hand to touch him.

 

Sexy Saturday: The perfect end to the perfect vacation

The perfect end to the perfect vacation

When he sent the text, telling me to meet him at the place we first set eyes on each other, he gave no reason. Now though, as I reached the secluded alcove at the end of the beach, I knew exactly what was going happen and just the thought of it caused a stirring inside my shorts.

Saul was lying stretched out on the white sands, totally naked, his thick, uncut, seven inch cock resting on the top of his thigh, his hands behind his head and his eyes closed, he looked absolutely gorgeous.

Stepping closer to the man I had spent most of my holiday with, the hardness inside my shorts growing the closer I got I was suddenly thrown when, without moving, or even opening his eyes, Saul spoke.

“I wasn't sure if you'd come.”

“Why not?” I asked as my eyes traveled over every inch of his muscular body, finally coming to a stop on his cock.

“Not sure but as I knew it was your last day I thought you might have stuff to do. I just couldn't think about not seeing again though.”

“You had no need to worry about that,” I replied, taking another couple of steps forward. “I would have come and found you before I checked out.”

Steeping even closer Saul suddenly reached his arm out and grabbed my ankle, pulling me down on to the sand beside him.

“Couldn't have you standing there much longer, you were blocking my sun,” Saul laughed as he placed his hand back behind his head.

Placing my elbow on the soft sand I lifted my head and lay on my side, staring as Saul's chest rose and fell slowly, my eyes drifting slowly down his body to his cock again. Lifting my other hand I placed it on his muscular pecs and began toying with his hard nipples through the small amount of coarse chest hair covering them.

Saul gasped as I pinched, tweaked and twisted each of his nipples in turn, until they were as hard as they could.

“Fuck, Mark, not so rough, “Saul winced.

“Oh you know you like a bit of rough,” I replied, as I quickly swung, one leg over his body and straddled him.

Bending my head I flicked my tongue over each of his nipples in turn, before biting them a little harder than I meant to. Suddenly Saul bucked his hips and before I had a chance to react I was flat on my back, Saul now on top of me.

“I'm not the only one who likes it rough though, am I?” Saul smirked as he gripped the waistband of my shorts and tore them from my body, leaving me as naked as he was.

Staring back up at him I lifted my hips and ground my hard cock against his naked ass.

“Fuck, Saul, I am going to miss you when I leave.”

“I'm going to miss you as well,” he replied before climbing off me and, effortlessly, flipping me on to my front.

Swiftly he knelt between my legs, gripped my hips in his strong hands and lifted my ass into the air. Placing my hands into in soft sand, to hold myself up, I felt the swollen head of Saul's cock pushing against my ass and braced myself. Slowly Saul began to push forward and I felt my ass part as his cock began to press against my tight hole.

“Jesus, Saul, fuck me, fuck me hard,” I groaned, wincing as the swollen head of his cock slowly eased its way in to my ass.

Saul paused for a couple of seconds, giving me chance to take a deep breath, before he began to thrust slowly forward once again, until his full length was buried deep inside me. Gradually Saul's thrusting become quicker, more erratic, and I knew that he would soon explode and fill my ass with his seed for the first, and only time, since we had first made love.

©JSMorbius

Sexy Saturday: I just had to find out

I just had to find out

For years I'd wondered what it would be like to take another man's cock in my mouth. I'd watched so many videos, and looked at so many pictures, of guys with a thick, hard, shaft pushed all the way into their mouths. I'd even practiced on numerous different sized, cock shaped, dildos but knew nothing would help me describe the act better than actually doing it.

Now though, with my best friend standing totally naked in front of me, his thick cock standing proud a matter of inches from my face, I felt as nervous as hell.

What if I do it wrong? What if I gag, bite down and hurt him? What if I throw up? Negative thoughts ran through my head, giving me major doubts as to whether I could actually go through with it.

“You'll be fine, Jackson,” Maddox whispered, softly, taking a few steps back. “Just kneel in front of me, wrap your fingers lightly around the base of my shaft and start by stroking me slowly.”

Pulling my top over my head I stood up, walked across the room and dropped to my knees in front of him, just like he'd told me to. Seeing the swollen, purple, head of his cock so close to my face I was shocked at just how big it looked. How the fuck am I going to get that in my mouth? I thought to myself, as I slowly lifted my hand towards his cock.

Nervously, and with my hand trembling like I was suffering withdrawl symptoms, I put the palm of my hand against the underside of his shaft, and slowly wrapped my fingers around his thickness, causing Maddox to gasp.

Quickly I snatched my hand away.

“S-s-sorry. Did I hurt you?” I stammered, ready to stand up and call it quits.

“No, quite the opposite,” Maddox replied. “It felt wonderful, please don't stop.”

“If you're sure I didn't hurt you,” I said, reaching forward once again.

This time, when my fingers wrapped around his shaft and he gasped, I kept hold of him.

“Stroke me slowly,” he gasped.

Taking a deep breath I began to move my hand back and forth, slowly, staring up at Maddox's face as I did. With his eyes closed, and his breath quickening, as I continued to stroke him my confidence began to grow and I started to move my hand faster.

“Oh fuck, yes,” Maddox gasped. “Are you sure you've never done this before?”

“I swear I haven't, I've always been too scared.”

“Well you certainly know what you're doing,” he moaned. “But I think it's time for you to take the next step.”

“The next step?”

“You know what I mean. I want to feel your tongue running along my shaft and over my glans, your lips circling my hardness and I want to see your heard bobbing back and forth as you suck my cock.”

Relaxing my grip on his shaft I cirlcled the swollen head, of his cock, with my thumb and forefinger and nervously poked my tongue out. Lifting his cock I moved my head forward, closed my eyes and ran my tongue along the full length of his shaft, before circling the swollen head of his cock and running my tongue over his glans.

“Fuck, Jackson, that feels fucking amazing,” Maddox gasped. “Please, just fucking suck it.”

Running my hand down his shaft, my hands stopping at his swollen balls, I opened my mouth and began to move my head forward. As it was my first time I was unsure what to expect but, after what I'd just done, it seemed natural to just get on with it.

Closing my eyes once more I opened my mouth even wider, as wide as I could and started taking his cock into my mouth, inch by inch. Gagging as his swollen head touched the back of my throat I pulled back a little, and closed my lips around him and began to suck.

Surprising myself I held the base of Maddox's cock, and began to suck like I had been doing it all my life. Every now and again I pulled my mouth from him, flicked my tongue over his glans and then took every inch of him to the back of my throat.

“Fucking hell, Jackson,” Maddox groaned. “I'm about ready to come.”

Hearing those words I slowed for a second, unsure whether I was ready to take his seed in my mouth.

“If you aren't ready I don't mind,” Maddox moaned softly. “You can finish me with your hand.”

Glancing up at him I could tell, that even though he'd said what he'd said, he looked disappointed. What the fuck. I've gone this far I thought and began to move my head, quickly, back and forth along his shaft.

“Fuck, Jackson, that's it. I'm going to come.”

Loosening my grip on the base of his cock I pushed my mouth slowly down his shaft, just as his cock began to twitch. Bracing myself , and with his cock halfway in my mouth, I began stroking his dick furiously until he couldn't hold back any longer.

Suddenly his cock twitched violently, and he began to flood my mouth was his come. At first the slightly salty taste nearly made me gag but I continued to stroke, and suck, until Maddox was completely drained. Pulling my mouth from his shaft I ran my tongue over his glans, and took the last seed to seep from the end of his cock.

“For someone who has never done that before,” Maddox gasped breathlessly, “you certainly seemed to know what you were doing.”

Wiping my lips I smiled.

“After the amount of pictures I've seen, and videos I've watched, it would have been a poor tale if I hadn't.” I told him. “And I just had to find out. However if there's ever a next time I need to go even further, if you know what I mean.”

©JSMorbius

Flash Fiction Friday: No more lies

No more lies

Standing nervously in the bathroom, staring at my reflection, I knew if I didn't turn around and enter the bedroom the rest of my life would continue to be one big lie. Slowly I stripped out of my clothes, turned to the door and gripped the handle.

I opened the door slowly and saw him laying there totally naked, his hand covering his cock. As soon as he saw me he moved his hand, wrapped his fingers around his thick shaft and began stroking himself to hardness.

“Are you ready to stop lying to yourself, and everybody else, now?”

©JSMorbius

Tantalizing Tuesday Tease: My first, my last, my everything

My first, my last, my everything

As I sat on Andy's slightly parted thighs, his semi-hard cock nestling between the cheeks of my ass, I turned to face him. Staring into his hazel eyes I couldn't believe how afraid I was, six months ago, when I first felt myself falling for him.

I'd never had feelings for another man in my life, yet there was something about him that sent my body into meltdown.

“I can't believe how scared I was that first night,” I told him, as he pressed one hand against my abdomen and the other on the back of my neck.

“I told you everything would be alright,” he replied, pulling me closer.

Before I could answer he placed his lips against mine, and his tongue darted between my slightly parted lips. I could feel myself getting hard as we passionately kissed and I knew I wanted him to take me right there, and judging by the rapid stiffening of his cock against my ass he wanted the same.

Pulling my lips from his I stared into his eyes, again, and smiled.

“I need you so badly,” I whispered. “Make love to me right here, right now.”

©JSMorbius

Masturbation Monday: Shower shock

Shower shock

Glancing around I saw everyone else had gone and I was the last one in the shower, just as I always was. Listening carefully I made sure no-one else was about before running my hand down my body, and taking my cock in my hand.

I slowly began to stroke myself to hardness, which didn't take many seconds. Closing my eyes I slowly continued to move my hand up and down my full length, the thrill of knowing I could be caught at any moment making me harder than ever. Moaning softly, as I continued to enjoy my time alone, I didn't hear the shower door open.

Blissfully unaware I wasn't alone I began to stroke myself faster, my hand a blur as it moved along my shaft. Suddenly I froze, as I felt somebody's breath on the nape of my neck.

“Don't stop,” whoever it was whispered softly, making it difficult for me to make out who it was, before pressing their body against mine.

Feeling their cock pressing against me I reached back as far as I could, and gripped their ass tightly. As I started to stroke myself again I put my head back, on my visitor's shoulder and sighed.

“I've waited so long for this moment,” I moaned.

“So why didn't you say anything?”

This time he didn't whisper and I instantly recognised the voice of, Travis, the team captain.

“I couldn't say anything could I,” I replied. “I mean being gay isn't something you just randomly announce, especially in a dressing room full of muscular footballers.”

“I wish you had,” Travis said. “Because then I could also have come out.”

“You're the captain, if you'd come out nobody would have said anything. I'm just one of the guys.”

“You are not just one of the guys,” Travis said. “You are the man who has made it possible for me to live my life out in the open.”

As he spoke he reached around my front, gently took my hand from around my shaft and replaced it with his own.

“What...” I began to say as Travis started to stroke my hard shaft, his thick cock now pressing against the crack of my ass.

“Shh,” Travis whispered, before placing his lips against the nape of my neck and kissing me softly. “Just relax.”

Sighing, at his gentle touch, I closed my eyes, leaned back and placed my head against his shoulder.

Travis,who had obviously been with another man before, expertly stroked my shaft until I felt my legs start to tremble and my balls tighten in their sac.

“Fuck, Travis, I'm going to come,” I managed to gasp, just before my cock twitched violently in his hand, and the first stream of my thick milky seed exploded from the end of my cock.

“Beautiful,” Travis whispered, as he continued to milk every drop of come from my body.

Once I was spent Travis released my cock, turned me around and placed his lips against mine. Forcefully pushing his tongue in to my mouth he ran his hands down my body, gripped my ass firmly and pulled me as close to him as possible.

Feeling his cock against mine I was surprised to feel myself harden again. Pulling my lips from his I smiled, and looked down at his cock. It was about the same length as mine, but looked thicker and it had a small drop of pre-come leaking through his glans.

Before I knew what I was doing I was on my knees, my hand around his cock and slowly stroking him, just as he had me. Only I didn't want to just stroke him I wanted to taste him, taste his seed, so opened my mouth as wide as possible. Moving my head forward I felt Travis place his hands on the sides of my head and guide me, before I flicked my tongue across his glans. At first I thought the salty taste of his pre-come was going to stop me, I'd never even tasted my own seed, but with Travis' hands guiding me I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slowly took the head of his shaft in to my mouth.

Running my tongue over, and around, his swollen cock I heard Travis gasp loudly and closed my mouth around him. As I began to move my head back and forth I reached down, and wrapped my hand around my own shaft.

As I stroked my cock, in time with my sucking, Travis placed his hand on my head to stop my movements.

“Please, Kurt, don't come again,” He moaned. “Because once you are finished down there I want to feel that beautiful cock of yours in my ass.”

Surprised I released my cock and began bobbing my head back and forth even quicker, and as I did Travis began bucking his hips wildly. With travis fucking my mouth, and me sucking him as fast as I could it didn't take long until his bucking became more erratic. Releasing hjis cock I reached around him, gripped his ass tightly and pulled him as far forward as possible.

Knowing he was about to come I braced myself, as I had no clue what I would do when he began to flood my mouth, and took every inch of him to the back of my throat. Gripping my hair Travis suddenly drove his cock forward and, after his cock began to twitch violently, my mouth began to rapidly fill with his seed.

Without thinking I started to swallow every drop before he pulled out of my mouth, wrapped his hand around his thickness and squeezed one last drop through the slit in his cock.

“Fuck, Kurt, that felt amazing,” Travis gasped breathlessly. “Now fuck me.”

Before I could say a word Travis turned around, placed his hands on the shower wall and bent over slightly.

“Please, Kurt, I need you now.”

Never having done it before I placed one hand in the small of his vback, and gripped my cock with the other. Moving forward I slowly eased the swollen head of my cock between his cheeks and began to move it up and down, until I felt his what I was looking for.

“Fuck yes,” Travis gasped loudly, as he felt my cock start to push against his tightness.

At first I didn't think I was ever going to enter him, his hole seemingly not wanting to allow me in, but eventually the head of my cock finally broke through his defences.

“I wish I'd known about you before now, Kurt,” he gasped, as I started to push my cock deeper in to his tight ass.

“I wish I'd had the balls to say something,” I replied, before finally burying every inch of my cock in to him.

“Fuck me hard, Kurt. Fuck me and make us both come.”

Gripping his hips I began to thrust back and forth and, because of his tightness, soon felt my orgasm building again.

“I'm going to fiucking come,” I managed to gasp, brearthlessly, before driving my cock as deep in to his ass as I could.

“Fuck, yes,” Travis screamed, as he pushed his ass back against me.

Closing my eyes I thrust a few more times, before my cock spasmed violently and I began to come again, my seed rapidly filling his ass. As I continued to fuck him I reached around, took his hard shaft in my hand and began to stroke him furiously. After a few minutes Travis gasped once more, before his come exploded from the end of his cock on to the shower wall.

Bending his head down, Travis' breathing slowly began to return to something resembling normal, and I slowly eased my, softening, cock from his ass.

Wrapping my arms around his waist I held him for a few minutes, my soft cock pressing against his ass, before he finally straightened up, turned around and smiled.

“We are fucking stupid,” Travis said.

“Why?”

“Because we could have been doing this all these months we were teammates instead of hiding our true feelings, that's why.”

“Well now we know why don't we hurry up and get dressed,” I replied. “Then you can come back to my place, and we can begin making up for lost time.”

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Tantalizing Tuesday Tease: Sealing the deal

Sealing the deal

Waiting until everyone else had left the office I stood up, made my way to the door and locked it.

“So be honest. What did you think?” I asked, walking back towards the director desk.

“Honestly. I thought your manager was an amateur, the presentation stunk and to sign up to a deal with him would ruin my reputation.”

“Surely there's some way we can come to an arrangement.”

“Not unless someone gets rid of him.”

“Are you sure about that,” I said softly, before walking around his desk and dropping to my knees in front of him.

“Don't tell me you're going to beg. That's just pathetic.”

Instead of replying I just looked up at him, placed my hand on his crotch and slowly undid his zipper. When he didn't stop me I reached in to his trousers, slipped my hand in to his boxers, wrapped my fingers around his, rapidly, hardening shaft and released his cock.

“I'm sure we could come to some sort of arrangement,” I whispered, before opening my mouth taking every inch of his shaft to the back of my throat.

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Tantalizing Tuesday Tease: The real me

The real me

Standing behind the bathroom door, totally naked, I knew as soon as I pushed it open my life would change forever. I couldn't actually believe what I was about to do but, after struggling with my feelings for years, I knew if I didn't open the door I would be denying myself the oppurtunity to find out the truth.

Taking a deep breath I gripped the handle, and pushed the door open. As soon as I did and saw Kyle laying on the bed just as naked as I was, and with his hand slowly stroking his hard shaft, my own cock hardened and I knew it was now or never.

Walking across the room, my eyes never leaving Kyle's glistening cock, I climbed on to the bed and straddled him.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked, as he stared in to my eyes.

Instead of answering I moved over his cock, gripped one side of my ass, pulled it open and slowly lowered my virgin hole on to his thick, lubricated, shaft. Gasping loudly, as inch after inch of his beautiful cock entered my body, I finally felt something I hadn't felt before.

At long last I finally knew the real me.

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Masturbation Monday: While the girls are away

While the girls are away

No sooner did we hear the front door slam, as the girls left for their hen party, Sam and I wasted no time getting upstairs and tearing the clothes from each other's bodies. As soon as we were both naked our lips met passionately, our tongues seeking the warmth of the others mouth and our cocks rapidly hardening against each other.

“Thought they were never going to leave,” I gasped, pulling my mouth from his and falling on to the bed.

“I know. It took every ounce of willpower to stop me from jumping on you while they were up here getting changed.”

As he spoke Sam climbed on to the bed and knelt next to me, his beautiful, hard, cock millimetres from my lips. Reaching forward I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, and slowly ran my tongue along his full length, before slipping my arm between his legs.

Gripping him tightly I pulled him forward, opened my mouth and took all eight inches of his hardness straight to the back of my throat. As I began to bob my head back and forth along his shaft I wrapped the fingers of my free hand around my own hardness, and slowly began to stroke myself. As I slowly continued to suck his shaft the need to come grew rapidly, yet there was no way I was going to allow myself to, at least not until Sam's cock was buried deep in ass.

Knowing I wasn't going to last much longer I pulled my mouth from his shaft and looked up, my first still tightly gripping my own hardness.

“Fuck me, Sam, I'm not going to be able to hold back much longer,” I pleaded.

Smiling back down at me Sam moved in between my thighs, lifted my legs on to his shoulders and, after smothering my tight hole with his saliva, eased the thick, swollen, head of his cock gently in to my ass.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered. “I don't want to hurt you.”

“Don't you dare fucking stop,” I gasped as inch after inch of his cock invaded my body, his thickness feeling like it would tear me open at any second.

Once Sam was as deep as it could go he slowly began to thrust backand forth and, as he built up a perfect rhythm, I wrapped my hand back around my shaft and started to stroke myself furiously.

“Fuck, Sam, I'm going to fcome,” I managed to gasp, as I felt my balls tighten and my legs begin to tremble violently.

“Do it then, Ryan. Let me see you come for me.”

“Oh...fuck...yeah. Fuck, Sam please don't stop,” I grunted as the first stream of my seed exploded from the slit in the end of my cock with enough force to splash my own seed on my face.”

As soon as I came, twitch after twitch from my cock releasing more and more seed on to my chest and stomach, I felt Sam's body tense. Witha final thrust Sam drove every inch of his hard shaft as deep in to me as he could, before I felt his cock twitch violently and his come begin to fill my welcoming hole.

Once we were both fully drained Sam eased his cock from my body, and flopped down on the bed next to me. As he did I slipped my arm under his body, pulled him close and kissed him softly.

“I've been waiting for that for so fucking long,” I gasped, my breathing slowly returning to normal.

“So have I,” Sam replied. “but until we are sure being a couple is something we want to make a go of, and we're not just using each other for sex, I'd prefer it if we didn't say anything to the girls.”

“It's a bit too late for that,” a female voice suddenly said from the doorway.

As the two of us lifted our heads we were stunned to see Marie and Ellie, our flatmates, standing there staring at our, naked, sweat covered, bodies.

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