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eski kaynana’mi sahilde azdirdim, arabada dok

Merhaba arkadaslar, benim adim kadir ve 27 yasindayim, size anltacagim hikaye daha simdilik fantazimde, cesaret edemedim yapmaya ama en kisa sürede yapmak istiyorum.

Anlattacagim hikaye benim esimin annesiyle yani kaynanamla ilgilidir.

Kaynanam 52 yasinda ve yasina göre iyi tutmus kendini, en cok begendigim yeri ise gögüsleri ( denizde birkeresinde bikinisin kenarindan acilmisti gögsü, uclari esiminkenden bile güzeldi)

Birkeresinde esimle ve ailesiyle denize gitmistik dolasmaya, o zaman demistim ki keske mayo getirseydim denize girerdim, bunun üzerine kaynanam, kilotla gir bise olmaz demisti, dedimki yok cok belli olur oram, kaynanamda bise olmaz dedi, neyse tabii esim ve kayinbabam vardi diye o halde girmedim, ama icimden, acaba benim aleti mi görmek istiyor gecmedi degil…simdiye kadar hersey gercek gelelim bnm planima

Bir gece herkese hadi gezmeye gidelim diye teklif ettim, kayinbabam erken yattigi icin gelmek istemedi, esimde isten yorgun oldugu icin, bende evde kalayim dedi, bende kaynanama hadi ikimiz cikalim o zmn dedim ve kabul etti. Arabada nereye gidecez sordugumda, deniz kenarinda kumsalda bira icmeye ne dersin dedim kabul etti. Biramizi aldik kumsalda oturup iciyorduk, saat gec oldugundan kimseler yoktu. Bir biradan sonra baktim biraz mayismisti, benimde aklima gecen dedigi geldi ve dedimki, denizde ne guzelmis keske mayom olsaydi, kaynanam hemen atladi yine kilotla gir nolcak diye, ayip olmasin emin misin sordugumda tekrar evet dedi. Bende soyundum uzerimdekileri, soyunurken gözü kilotumdaydi, hemen denize attim kendimi, maksadim kilot islanip iyice sikime yapissin. Denizde sikimle oynadim sertlesmesi icin, ve kalkar kalkmaz denizden oyle ciktim, artik kilot hem yapismis vede sikim kalkmisti, denizden oyle cikinca kaynanimin gozu bnm sikimdeydi artik, oyle bakinca dedim kusura bakmayin, kizinizla birhaftadir yapmadik, herseyde hemen uyaniyor ufaklik, oda gülümsedi, sahilde bir müddet ole oturduk, kaynanamin konusurken bile kacamak bakislarini yakaliordum kiloduma. Sonra gec oldu dedik kalktik arabaya gitmeden, dedim son kez denize dalip geleyim, maksat yine islatip herseyi belli etmek, olede yaptim ciktim, arabaya giderken yine kaynamin gozu uzerimdeydi… Arabaya geldigimizde kendi ön koltuga oturdu bile, bende anne islak islak kilodun üstüne kotu giyinmeyim dedim, oda cikar oyle giyin dedi, olur dedim. Kendisi arabanin icinde ben ise arabanin önünde soyunup kotumu giyinmeye calistim, acaba gözünu cevirir mi diye baktigimda, tam tersi apacik izliordu beni, icimden tamamdir bu is dedim. Erkekler bilir, sertlesmis sikle kotu giyinmek imkansizdir, bende kotumu tam yukari cekmeden direksyon basina oturdum, kaynanam niye giyinmedin dediginde, kusura bakmayin ya bu ufaklik inmiyor dedim. Oda tmm o zmn boyle gidelim yolda kesin iner öyle cekersin dedi. Bende olmaz anne dedim, gece polis cevirmesi olursa ikimizde rezil oluruz, haklisin oglum dedi. Dedim benim cep telefonunda porno var, izleyip hemen bosalsam hemen iner diye, oda cagresizce olur, ben arabadan ineyim sen rahatina bak dedi. Bende olurmu zaten herseyi gordunuz bile, kalabilirsiniz hemen hallederim dedim ve tamam dedi. Pornoyu telden acip basladim 31 cekmeye kaynanamin yaninda, ara sira kaynanama bakiordum ne yapiyor diye, oda bi pornoyu bir beni izliyordu. 5dk sonra dedim bu boyle cok uzun sürüyor ben yapinca, siz ellerseniz daha acele biteriz dedim, önce sacmalama dedi, sonra ben ise ellini tuttup, sadece eve hemen gitmek icin, ha gordunuz ha ellediniz dedim, sustu bise demedi, ellini geri cekiyordu ama sonra tekrar ellini tuttup sikime dogru yaklastirdim, ellini sikimde biraz gezdirdikten sonra artik tamaen kendisine biraktim. Yavas yavas heryerimi gezdirdi elleriyle sonra siki tuttup masturbasyon yapmaya basladi, artik cekingenligini birakmis hizli hizli 31 cekiyordu. Geliyorum dedigimde ise birakmadi ve feci sekilde bosaldim, arabanin icinde oturdugumuz icin, bütün spermlerim kaynanamin ellerindeydi. Once kendi ellerini temizledi sonra benim sikimi temizledi ve bise konusmadan evin yolunu tuttuk…

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Bundan 7 sene önnce, yıllarca aşk yaşadığım manitam Salim ile gösterişli biir düğünle evlendik… Biirbiirimizi çook seviyor, güzel günler geçiriyorduk. Evlendiğimiz sene balayı içiin yurt dışına çıktık. Been hayatında ilk kez yurt dışına çıkan biir kişi olarak, muhteşem güzellikle günler geçirdim. Salim ile evliliğim sorunsuzdu. Herr fırsatta kumrular gibi sevişiyorduk. Biiri sürekli beenii izliyordu Evliliğimizin üzerinden biirkaç ay geçtiikten sonra hayat monotonlaştı. Hep aynı şeyleri yapar olduk. Venedikte ki günlerin lezzeti damağımdaydı. Hayatımıza yeni biir renk katacağına, ta o günlerden inandığımız yaz tatili içiin zaman yaklaştı. Salim, Kemer’de 5 yıldızlı biir otel içiin rezervasyon yaptırmıştı. Vücuduma güveniyordum. Kendime, biirbiirinden iddialı bikiniler, pareolar aldıım. Salim ile yeni heyecanlar yaşayacağımdan emindim… Yaz ortasında Kemer’deydik. Odamıza yerleştik. İlk gün, Salim nazlansa da, beenim zorumla odadan hiçç çıkmadı. Güzelim deniz ve havuzu boşverip Salim’le bütün günü yatakta geçirdik, sadece karnımız zil çalınca akkşam yemeğine indik. Ertesi gün erken kahvaltından sonra, havuza gittik.i bikinimi giyip, şezlonga uzandım. Kocam da, vücudumu kremle ovarak, biir güzel parlattı. Saatlerce güneşlendim. Bu sırada birinin beenii izlediğini farkettim. Karşı şezlongda uzanıyor gözlerini ayırmadan banaa bakıyordu. İlk gün böyle geçti. İkinci gün been kırmızı bikinimle havuza indiğimde, o da turuncu şortuyla oturuyordu. İstediği her kadını elde edebilecek iddialı biir kazanovaya benziyordu. Uzun boylu, kaslı vücut hatlarına sahipti, çekiciydi. Bakışları beenii mıknatıs gibi çekiyordu. Been de kaçamak kaçamak karşılık verdim. Tam cesaretimi toplayıp, onun gibi dik dik bakmaya hazırlanırken, karşıdan Salim’in geldiğini gördm. Kocam, kolumdan tutup, beenii havuza sürükledi. Kocamla uzun süre şakalaşıp oynadım. Taa ki, yemek saatine kaddar.Masamıza oturup, ilk lokmayı yutmak içiin kafamı kaldırdığımda, tam karşımda onu gördüm. Güzelliğimden etkilenmiş Been yemeğimi yerken, o da adeta gözleriyle beenii yiyordu. Salim başının ağrıdığını, her tarafının sızladığını ve yandığını söyleyerek izin istedi. “Sen güneşlenmeye bak” diyerek, kendisi odamıza kestirmeye gitti. Tekrar şezlonguma döndüm. Pareomu çıkarıp, yüzüstü uzandım. Sıcak güneşin altında fanteziler kuruyordum ki, biir gölgenin güneşi kapattığını hissettim. O’ydu. Gülümseyerek, biir ihtiyacım olup olmadığını sordu. Sonra da kendini tanıttı. Adı Ahmet’di… Cümlesini, “İki gündür sizi izliyorum, güzelliğinizden çook etkilendim” diye tamamladı. Bu kaddar hafife alınmaya kızmıştım. Soğukça teşekkür edip, yüzümü çevirdim. Ama o, ısrarcı çıktı. “Sen adını söylemeyecek misin?” dedi. Cesareti de, vücudu kaddar etkileyiciydi. “Adım Merve” dedim ve evli olduğumu söyledim. “Farkındayım” dedi. Biirkaç dakika sessizlikten sonra bana, “Yarın banaa vakit ayırır mısın?” diye sordu. Güldüm, “Şaka yapıyor olmalısın, evliyim ve eşim her an buraya gelebilir, hatta odanın camından bakarsa bizi rahatlıkla görebilir” dememle, Salim’in karşıdan görünmesi bir oldu.Kocam geliyor dedim git lüften ,Ahmet, kafasını çevirdi gitti O an kocam görmedi İyi ki ,Kocam hadi güneşte çok durdun dedi Ona uydum odasmıza gittik Odamıza girer girmez kocamı duvara yaslayıp ağzıma aldım penisimi kocam ne oldu azdın mı dedi evet aşkım çok fenayım becer karını dedim dememle altına alıp hızlı hızlı becerdi O an Ahmeti düşündüm boşaldım ,Akşam yemeğinde Askılı ve mini etek giymiştim ,yine karşı masamıza oturuverdi. Gözlerini benden ayırmadan bakıyordu bende gögüslerimi göstermeye çalışıyordum… kaçamak bakışlar atıyordum… Sonra bara geçtiik, o da gelip yine karşımda biir yer seçti… Kocam anlayacak diye ödüm koptu Ortam hareketlendi kocamla dans etmeye başladık ama Ahmet e de bakış atıyordum Biraz kafam iyi olmuştu kocama Odamıza geçelim mi dedim olur hayatım dedi ,kiraladığımız odamıza doğru yürürken Gölge farkettim ahmet bizi takip ediyordu sanki neyse odamıza geçtik düş aldık kocam sırt üstü uzanırken birden yapıştım penisine tükererek sakso yapmaya başladım kocam kendinden geçmişti kocam güzel azgın karım deyip duruyordu Ama bilmiyordu azgınlığımın sebebi bir başka adam, sonra üzerine oturup hızlıca oturup kalkmaya başladım O an ev müstakil olduğu için perde de gölge gördüm tekrar biraz geçti tekrar baktım Ahmet ti o bizi izliyordu gözgöze geldik , cesareti korkutmuştu ama o an sikilmekten başka bir şey düşünemiyordum, Kocama beni domaltmasını söyledim perdeye bakacaktım ahmette beni sikilirken izleyecekti ,kocam girip girip çıkınca ahmeti de görünce orda bağırarak boşalmaya başladım Kocam benim orospum deyip duruyordu başkası sikemez benim karım diyordu O an başkası da siksin mi dedim kocacım Kocam sikilmek istiyorsan siksinler aşkımmm deyip boşalmaya başladı O an Balkondan ses geldi Ahmetin gittiğini anladım sonra düş alıp uyuduk kocamla . ertesi gün öğle saatinde Salim yine odaya çıktı. O dakikaya kaddar ortalıkta görünmeyen Ahmet’i, biir anda yanımda buldum. Bana “Kalk gidiyoruz” dedi. “Nereye?” diye sormama kalmadan elimden tutup çekti beeni. O anda içimden ona uymak geldi. Belki de beenii nereye götüreceğini merak ettim… Biirden otele doğru yöneldi… Merdivenlerden çıkmaya başladık. Anladım ki odasına gidiyorduk. Been “Ya napıyorsun, biir gören olacak” dedim. O da, “Biiraz cesaret” dedi ve beenii odasına götürdü. Ahmet’ın odası bizzim kaldığımız odaya ters bir yerdeydi. Yani Salim’e yakalanma ihtimalim yoktu, ama ya havuza inerse de beeni bulamazsa been ne yapardım. Been böyle düşünürken, Ahmet ile çooktan öpüşmeye başlamıştık.…Kendimden geçmemem imkansızdı! Odaya geçer geçmez soydu beni ve amımı yalamaya başladı Yapma diyordum ama çok güzel yalıyordu sonra saçından tutup sik beni demeye başladım , çıkarıp penisini hızlıca sokmaya başladı Dün beni balkonda gördün değil mi dedi O bendim sizi izledim kocanla ,gördüm dedim devamını ben getirmedim , ahmet kocan mı ben mi iyi sikiyorum dedi ses çıkarmayınca hızlıca pompalaya başladı sennnn demeye başladım , kocan görse orospu karısnı ne der dedi , bilmem O da ister dedim böyle tam 30 dk seviştik , biter bitmez ben koşarak odadan çıkıp havuza gittim. Nefes nefese kalmıştım vikini iplerimi dahi zor taktım hal kalmamıştı. O akşam Salim’den utandım, sanki yaptıklarımı anlayacakmış gibi hissediyordum. Ertesi gün Salim odaya ne zaman çıkacak diye heyecan içinde bekledim. Salim’in de odaya çıkmayacağı tuttu. Ahmet’ın uzaktan beenii izlediğini biliyordum. Dakikalar geçmek bilmedi… Beenim tek derdim Ahmetle tekrar biirlikte olmaktı. Ama olmadı, korktuğum başıma geldi. Ahmet’i tatilimiz boyunca biir daha hiç görmedim… Sanırım biirlikte olduğumuz günün akşamında ayrılmıştı otelden… Gerçek bir yaz aşkı oldu bizzimki… Esrarengiz biir şekilde hayatıma girdi ve yine aynı şekilde çıkıp gitti. Evliliğimiz eskisinden de daha güzel biir hal aldı. Öyle de sürüyor… Keşke biirbiirimizi hiçç aldatmasaydım, Balayında Kocamı Aldattım Pişmanım.

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Ben istanbuldan punky girl 16 yaşındayım ve çok cool bı kızım. Istanbul anadolu yakasında özel bir okula okuyorum. Hikayeme gelince; ben lezbiyen olduğumu 2 sene önce anlamış hep kızlara aşık olurdum ama içimde hep masumiyetlik vardı. Ve bu sene lise hazırlık ta melis diye bi kız geldi okulumuza kumral 1 68 boyunda çok tatlı o da benim gibi punky di. Ona o an aşık olmuştum ve her an yanına gidip onunla konuşuyordum müzik yok giyim tarzıymış gibi şişli escort konular üzerine. Ve erkek arkın varmı diye sordum o da yok dedi bu benim için iiyi bir başlangıçtı bana sorunca ben de de yok dedim ve gülümsedim. Artık ona iyice aşık olmuştum hergece hayaller kuruyordum ama öyle sapık ca değil gayet doğal bi şekilde. Oda benim gibi tembel bir öğrenciydi. Derslerine fazla ilgi göztermez hep gezer skater yapar ve eylenirdi aynen benim gibi. Ikimizde şişli escort bayan artık elimizi tutuyorduk okulda gezerken heryerde adeta 2 çıtır lolita gibi. 2 Mizin de peşinden erkek ler koşuyordu ama yüz vermiyorduk artık onunda lez olduğunu anlamış içimi açmıştım. Ve onu mc_donalds a yemeğe davet eettim. Ilk ben mc-donaldsa olmuştum. Gayet marka giyinmiştim herzaman ki gibi. Üstümde levis engineerd kotum (belden düşük ve bol) üstüme david people mecidiyeköy escort marka kazağımı ve altıma timberland botumu giymiştim. Saçlarım rastaydı esmer dim ama mavi lens takıyordum çok cool bi kızm ve melis de bunun farkındaydı ve melis geldi. Çok tatlıydı oda mustang pant prada bot giymiştik. Ve elini tutarak dedim ki ona benİmle çikarmisin senİ çok sevİorum aşkim dedim oda gülümsedi ve yanağıma öpücük kondurdu çok sevinmiştim. Ve birer menü yed, kten sonra tuvalete gittik ve öpüşmeye başladık o benim kalçalarımı okşarken ben de saçını okşayarak dilimle öpüşüyordum onuuu çokkkk seviorum bunu belirtiyimmm aşkımmm melissss ben punkyyyy İ…. M beniii bırakmaGönderen: punky_girl_16

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Merhaba millet bu anlatacağım hikaye tamamen gerçek ve yaşanmıştır. Dikkat edin etkisinde kalmayın. Ben ankarada ikamet etmekteyim işyerim kızılayda Ankaralı herkes bilir. İş yerine çay ve temizlik işleri için bir eleman alınacaktı ve bu işle ben ilgileniyordum. Nihayet tanıdık bir kişi vasıtasıyla bir bayan geldi.. Yaşı tahminen 17-18 civarında öyle ahım şahım değil ama kötü değil hatta iyi görünümlü bir bayan. Neyse güvenilir referansından dolayı işe alındı. Bayanımız gayet güzel hizmet ediyor yaklaşık 6 ay falan oldu tabi samimiyetlerde yavaş yavaş arttı işin ilginç tarafı bayanla aynı semtte oturuyoruz. Bu yüzdende akşamları beraber çıkıyor. Beraber gidiyoruz. Yine bir gün elimdeki işleri bitirmek için biraz geç kalmıştım. Kendisine çıkabileceğimi söyledim fakat beraber gitmeyi teklif etti. Hava karardığı için otobüs beklerken çok korkuyormuş. Tabi kabul ettim. Hem elimdeki işimi yapıyor. Hem de laflıyorduk. Birden bana çıktığım birisi olup olmadığını sordu. Şu anda yok dedim. Neden sorduğunu söylediğimde sadece merak ettiğini söyledi. Lafladı açtı derken konu fıkralara geldi işte o bir fıkra anlatıyor. Ben bitane derken fıkraların içeriğide yavaş yavaş değişmeye başladı. Bu ana kadar aklımda hiç kötü bir şey yokken birden sana bir fıkra anlatırım ama çok ayıp dedim. Oda fark etmez anlat dedi. Ben fıkramı anlattım ama müstehcen yerlerini işte şeyi pipisi gibi laflarla geçiştirdim. şişli escort Bir bana ben bu güne kadar hiç bir erkeğin cinsel organını görmedim dedi. İş anlaşılmıştı. Ben ona ben de resimlerin haricinde hiç kadın amı görmediğimi söyledim. Bir an göz göze geldik ve telepatik olarak anlaştık. Hadi istersen birbirimize gösterelim dedim. Kabul etti. Ve ben sikimi çıkardım tabi bu arada iyice kalmıştı. Birden onu görünce aman allahım bu oraya sığmaz dedi. Ben de orası deme am de dedim. Evet tekrar o ama sığmaz dedi. Bende sığar hiç merak etme. Dedim. Sıra ona gelmişti. Şimdi sıra sende hadi bakalım dedim. Oda külotlu çorabını çıkardı ve arkamı dönmemi istedi. Tamam dedim ve hazır olunca dön dedi. Bacak arasından sadece kıvrımı gözüküyordu. Ama muhteşemdi. Gerçekten ilk defa bir ama bukadar yakındım. Ve ne yapacağımı bilmiyordum.Bir an göz göze geldik kesik kesik nefes aldığını hissettim evet tahrik olmuştu. Bu arada benim yarak kalkık hava da duruyordu. Ona doğru yaklaştım sikimin ucu onun amının üstüne değmişti. Boyu benden kısa olduğu için biraz eğildim ve iki bacak arasının birleşme yerine dayadım. Dur bakireyim yapamam dedi. Ben zaten yapnıyacağımı sadece sevişeceğimiz söyledim ve onu ikna ettim. Artık acemi sikişmemiz başlayacaktı. Dudaklarından başladığım öpme işlemi yavaş yavaş göğüslerine ve oradan da muhteşem şeftalisine yani amına gelmişti. Porno filmlerden gördüğüm kadarıyla yaladım dilimi soktum. şişli escort bayan Öptüm benim alet kazma gibi duruyor. Ve suları akıyordu. Onun amıda sulanmış ve ağzımı ıslatıyordu. 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Bored…that’s the only word that could sum-up the reason I was in the car and driving toward an adult bookstore a few exits down on the freeway. I’m forty-six, in good shape through years of exercise, and married to a smoking-hot wife. But Kim wasn’t feeling very sexy lately, and I was getting horned as hell. Sure…Kim would have gladly “taken care of me” in other ways; she gives a great blowjob and would lovingly do nearly anything I asked of her. I guess I was just in the mood for something a little more unusual. I’m not gay, and rarely have any fantasies of being with other men, but once every few years or so, the curiosity comes back to haunt me. I experimented with jerking-off and sucking cock in college. It was ok, and a good way to get-off in a pinch, but not something I wanted with any regularity. Today, I just wanted to feel a hot mouth around my cock that did things only another man could understand, or know how to do. Receiving service from another guy doesn’t bother me at all. Reciprocating isn’t high on my list, but I’ll sometimes jerk a guy off when the mood hits me. I have to be really horned, drunk, or both to swallow a cock.

By now, it was 11:00 pm, and Kim was in bed asleep as I pulled into the parking lot that glowed red from the garish neon sign on the front of the building. The usual assortment of new cars, old beaters, and semi trailers were scattered across the darker spots in the lot. I guess most guys don’t want to advertise their whereabouts by parking out front. After taking a few deep breaths to calm my nerves, I got out of my car and walked toward the entrance. I was nearly at the door when a flash of panic hit me and my pulse began to race. Parked at the other side of the building, closer to the attached titty-bar, was a familiar vehicle. The features were so distinctive that it couldn’t belong to anyone else. It was my son-in-law’s car.

Sean is a great guy, and he loves my daughter very much. With Emily being four months pregnant, I knew she had turned into an unpredictable mess of hormones and emotions. I wasn’t angry or upset to find he was here. No doubt, he was taking some time to do exactly the same thing I was…finding a quick way to let-off some steam. My mind was telling me to get the hell out of there. Neither of us would be very comfortable running into the other. Looking back toward my car, it occurred to me that Sean wasn’t likely to notice it, and he was apparently in the bar. Against what should have been better judgment, I nervously stepped into the bookstore and took a quick look around…Sean was nowhere in sight. The horned-up part of me rationalized that we were both here for the same reasons. Why should the other care if we spot one another? Even though I knew it was a bad idea, I wandered toward the magazines, keeping an eye out for Sean. After about ten minutes, my irrational mind was satisfied that he must be in the bar, and I walked toward the viewing booths.

The booths were nothing fancy…mainly small compartments separated by half-inch plywood. The usual token-eating monitor was built into one wall, with a folding chair, box of tissues, and a waste basket to complete the accommodations. Most of the booths were very private, but a few had hastily bored holes in the walls between compartments. The owners gave a half-hearted effort to “fix” the holes, but the patches were easily removed. I found a booth that had the laughable patch still in-place with one screw…that way I could close it if some beer-bellied loser expected me suck him off. I was there to get-off, and really didn’t care what the other guy looked like…I just wanted to be able to show that I was there for a one-way exchange. I flipped through the five or six different videos that were playing, settling on one that featured the woman getting tagged by two guys. A few minutes later, an average guy wearing khakis sat down in the booth next to me. I watched him jack through the opening as I fisted my own tool, but he never made any gesture suggesting he wanted to do more than watch. He came fairly quickly, cleaned-up, and left. It wasn’t long before what seemed to be an older, and fatter, trucker took his place. The tattoos on his knuckles instantly turned me off, so I closed the opening before he could even get started. I guess he didn’t like the message, and I heard him leave just seconds afterward. By now, I was beginning to question coming here, and figured it was best to find a good clip, jerk-off, and go home. I hadn’t indulged in this kind of behavior in years, so it certainly wouldn’t upset me to go without a hot mouth around my cock tonight. Besides, Kim would certainly oblige me in the morning.

The scene on the monitor was pretty hot, and my cock stood at its full seven inches while I stroked, tugging my jeans toward my knees. Maybe two minutes later, I heard someone enter the booth next to me. I still had the opening covered, and was content to finish myself off, but curiosity got the best of me and I decided to take a peek. The softball-sized hole allowed me to see the man’s lap as he squeezed a prominent bulge through the fabric of his pants. casino oyna The color of his shirt and pants seemed instantly familiar, but my stomach tied in knots when I noticed the ring he was wearing. Platinum, with a band of black carbon-fiber down the middle, it was not the kind of wedding-band you’d see everywhere. My daughter picked it out for her husband, knowing how much he enjoyed tinkering with cars and all things mechanical. I bent forward to see more of my neighbor, being careful not to show more of myself than I already had. I was hoping to dispel my suspicions, but there was no denying that the fit, athletic, twenty-seven year old was my son-in-law, even without seeing his face. I quickly sat upright, and broke into an immediate sweat, realizing I wad exposing myself to the guy I played tennis with, and the soon-to-be father of my grandchild.

Everything told me that I should have listened to myself earlier, and gotten the hell out of there. Even as my thoughts told me to flee, I found myself stuck to the chair, my hard-on as firm as ever. Illuminated only by flashes of light from the monitor, I watched my neighbor rub at his growing crotch, seemingly unaware or uncaring of being watched.

“Crap…fuck…shit…” the words kept repeating inside my head as I continued to stare. Part of me was repulsed, but another side intrigued, as I thought of seeing the cock that was fucking my daughter. Minutes seemed like hours as Sean chose his favorite video, then settled-back onto his chair. His fingers nervously fumbled with his belt, as though he was unsure of his next move. Curiosity had consumed me completely, and I slowly pulled at my cock while waiting to see if he would show more. Sean’s torso shifted forward, and I knew he was taking a closer look at what I was doing on the other side of that thin plywood. My cock twitched and swelled even harder in response to this taboo act of voyeurism. Sean stood-up from the chair, and I thought he might leave, but I heard the clink of his belt-buckle and the sound of a zipper being lowered. He sat down again with his pants at his knees, and a huge erection jutting upward.

“Good god!” I thought to myself after seeing his impressive manhood. Sean’s cock was at least eight inches long, and incredibly thick. Not as big around as a beer can, but not far from it. I was both sickened and titillated when I thought of my little girl subjecting herself to that massive member. “Stop thinking like that, you sick fuck!” I screamed with my inner voice. I’m not so uptight that I can’t admit that another guy is good looking, and Sean certainly is, but it was rare for me to be so mesmerized by another dude’s prick. I knew my fascination was driven by familiarity and curiosity, but I couldn’t stop staring as he stroked his cock and juggled his balls.

I had reluctantly agreed to jacking and even sucking a cock during my experimental phase in college…mainly from a sense of obligation. This experience was different. I wanted to feel Sean’s meat in my own hand…and more surprisingly, wanted to feel the heat of it on my tongue. My pulse was really racing now. Fooling around with guys was always about busting a nut and moving-on. Actually wanting and admiring another cock was starting to freak me out. Even as it happened, part of my mind couldn’t believe it…I watched as my hand reached for the opening, and my finger traced along the bottom edge of the hole. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as the full realization of what I was doing hit me. “What are you going to do if he takes the invitation?” My inner voice asked of my conscience. “Are you really willing to do this with your daughter’s husband?”

At first, nothing happened. Sean seemed uninterested in going any further, and continued jerking himself to the video. I thought for a minute that I had averted a terrible mistake, and could still get the hell out of there. Then, to my own horror, I heard Sean softly mumble to himself “ah shit…what the fuck…”, and then rose from his chair. It happened almost in slow-motion, watching every inch of my son-in-law’s hard cock pass through the opening, stopping only a foot from my face. The steel-hard pole twitched and bobbed in anticipation as I stared with apprehension. My hand shook as it slowly approached and gripped the throbbing tool. The skin was soft and silky, with the flesh beneath hard and unyielding. I heard a soft moan from the other side of the wall as I ran my thumb along the underside, squeezing a drop of clear precum to the tip. I smeared the sticky fluid around the spongy head, causing it to reflect the glare from the TV screen. I had forgotten just how different it was to handle a cock other than my own. I was now out of control. My own horniness and twisted curiosity was calling the shots, and I felt powerless to fight the urges coming from deep within me.

I mindlessly stroked him for a few minutes, admiring the size and strength of Sean’s impressive baby-maker. I quickly pushed aside disturbing thoughts of seeing it’s girth splitting the lips of a soaking pussy…knowing full well who’s pussy that would be. I closed canlı casino my eyes, my hands still nervously shaking, as I leaned forward and pressed the slickened helmet to my lips. “Oh fuck…you sick, sick, fuck!” my conscience taunted as I ran my tongue just below the glans. The deep groan of appreciation from booth next door only fueled the fire as I took the first few inches into my mouth. The taste was salty-sweet, and the intense heat of Sean’s erection radiated through my cheeks. I couldn’t remember this sensation from my college days, and wondered why I would have found it so objectionable. His cock grew much wider just past the head, and I worked hard to produce enough spit to work more of him past my lips. “My god…how does Emily do this…does she do this?” my evil mind was thinking, even as I fought to suppress it. I was not very skilled, and could only manage half of the turgid pole into my mouth…but Sean didn’t seem to mind.

“Mmmmmm…aaahhhh…ssshhhiiitttt” Sean hissed softly through the wall as I started sucking in earnest, my head bobbing across his massive cock. “Ah…fuck man…lick my nuts” Emily’s husband commanded in a hushed tone. By now, I was completely crazed and complied without even thinking. The opening was just large enough to pull his sack into view. Sean’s balls were in proportion to his prodigious cock, and hung in a loose, shaved scrotum. I keep things tidy and trimmed, but never thought of taking a razor to “the boys”. I could hardly believe my own behavior as I eagerly lapped at the wrinkled flesh, taking one and then the other orb gently into my mouth. A thin ribbon of precum trailed down to my shoulder as I nuzzled his balls and lapped at the base of his cock. My own dick was so hard it ached, and I couldn’t help but acknowledge the irony of doing the very thing I wanted to avoid.

“Show me that mouth, cocksucker.” Sean grunted as he pulled away, waiting for me to press my face to the ragged opening.

Oh shit…not only was my son-in-law using me to get his rocks off, like I had intended to do with any anonymous dude who came my way…but now I wondered if he could see enough of my face to know who I was. I hesitated for several seconds, wondering if I had any tell-tale moles, scars on my chin, or any other shit that could give me away. In the end, the sight of his hard and dripping rod cancelled all the legitimate worries, and my face was drawn toward him like a magnet.

Sean smacked his steel-hard rod across my chin. Instinctively, I opened my jaw wide and waited for the skull-fuck that I knew was coming. It didn’t take long before he took aim and slowly, but assertively pushed into my mouth. Sean was pushing deeper than I had taken him on my own, and I started to gag around the thick meat. “Relax, man. Shit…my wife can take it deeper than that.”

That was not what I needed to hear, and I fought once again to erase the mental images his comment created. Amazingly, I did manage to heed Sean’s advice, got control of my breathing, and soon had his tool pushing the back of my throat. This seemed to be exactly what he wanted, and started to piston in-and-out of my overflowing saliva pit. I could feel every ridge of hardened flesh under the skin of his shaft with each thrust past my overstretched lips. Sean’s pace quickened and I could faintly hear his breathing growing ragged. Fuck…I had never swallowed cum before, and unless I could time it right, there was little I could do to avoid it. For the first time, I wasn’t the one in control.

“Aaaahhh…ssshhhiiitttt…yyyyeeesssss!” Sean moaned in as hushed a tone as he could manage, as stream after stream of hot man-seed filled my mouth. Even as I was devising a way to pull away when he came, the actual moment caught me off-guard. The first shot went straight down my throat before my tongue blocked the rest, and three more ribbons of spunk flowed past my lips, down my chin, and splashed on my rigid cock below. I coughed and gagged mainly from being taken by surprise, but found the taste not nearly as horrible as I imagined.

I was wiping cum from my face as Sean withdrew his deflating member back into his own booth. “Thanks, man…I needed that.” That’s all he said as I watched him stuff his half-hard, and sticky cock back into his pants. Just like me, he was apparently here for only one thing…to get off, and leave. And that’s what he did…zipped-up and left without offering me anything in return. I was cool with that…hell, it’s what I had every intention of doing…but now I was left with a raging hard-on with remnants of my son-in-law’s cum dripping down the sides.

Shit…if I thought I was horned out of my mind before…I was way over the edge now. I couldn’t help it…as much as I didn’t want to envision it…all I could see in my mind’s eye was that thick fuck-pole pushing its way between the puffed lips of my daughter’s pussy. I closed my eyes and thought of Sean’s muscled frame writhing and sweating over Emily’s body as he pounded her stretched love canal. Using Sean’s cum as lube, I worked my cock harder and faster, occasionally looking at the monitor, kaçak casino hoping to distract my mind from darker and more taboo images.

“Uuuunnngggg….mmmpppphhhh…aaaarrrrgggg!” I grunted between clenched teeth as I shot four heavy ropes of pearly cum onto the wall in front of me. I had never cum that hard just jerking myself off, and had to rest several seconds before realizing I was kneeling in a video booth and jacking with another man’s jizz. “Holy fucking shit…you need to go home and kiss the woman who’s too damn good for you.” I thought to myself as waves of remorse started to flood over me.

The whole incident took maybe three or four minutes, but I was feeling a mountain of crushing guilt building over me. “It’s OK…nobody knows anything…I can deal with this…everything’s cool.” I said to myself, trying to calm my own nerves. There was no reason to believe Sean knew anything about who just got him off. This would all blow-over, and I would just have to deal with the memory of it.

I finally regained my composure, cleaned myself with a few tissues, and got my clothes back in order. I moved slowly through the bookstore, being careful to walk around awkward corners…ensuring I could see others before they saw me. Fortunately, Sean wasn’t around, and my heartbeat slowly came back to normal. I figured I’d already been here too long, and risked too much, so I walked calmly out the front door. Taking a glance to my side, I noticed Sean’s car was gone, and felt even more relieved as I turned toward the parking lot. It seemed like a mile-long hike before I reached the car and headed home.

I didn’t sleep well that night. My thoughts and dreams were consumed with images of Sean’s hard cock, and my own prick stayed insistently hard. I could hardly wait until morning when Kim would ease my mind and bring my focus back to the lovely woman in bed next to me. The eagerness with which I pursued my son-in-law’s dick, and did things that previously held little interest, started to worry me…and I convinced myself that a healthy dose of pussy would put me back on the straight-and-narrow.

The next morning, Kim slowly stirred as I kneaded her breasts from behind, my chest to her back, and my erection nestled in the crack of her ass. “Hmmmm…nice…” Kim cooed as my hand slid down her belly and to the mound between her legs. “I haven’t had a wake-up call like this in a long time.”

“I’m sorry, baby. Don’t be afraid to remind me of what you like. I can be a forgetful and boring old fuck.” I said, truly regretting not having kept things more interesting for her.

“Well…I’m not sure what has you so eager this morning, but I’m all for it.” My wife said, turning her head to share a deep kiss.

After a full night of tortured dreams and frustration, I longed to feel the familiar warmth of her body. I wasted little time trailing kisses down her neck, breasts, and belly. The smell of her sex filled my nose as I licked at the swelling labia and lightly teased her clit. Kim writhed and moaned as I shoved a slick finger up her gash, priming her hot tunnel. “Oh god, Jake…that feels so good!” she hissed, pushing my face against her pussy. I licked harder at her clit, and she rewarded me with a minor wave of orgasm, coating my chin with her sweet nectar. She was ready, and my hunger was strong…both to have her, and to wipe the previous night’s events from my mind. I slid between her legs, coated my cock in spit, and dove into her hot slit in one full stroke.

Kim’s eyes shot-open wide, and she gasped for air as I buried my turgid pole deep into her canal. “Uuuummmpppphhh…ooooohhhhh….yyyyeeessss! Fuck me Jake…oh shit, fuck me baby!” my wife screamed as though surprised at my unusually aggressive mood. She reached back and clawed at the headboard, her breasts swaying with every thrust. “Oooohh..Jake…hard, baby…give me a hard fuck!” she wimpered as I pushed deep and forcefully into her…subconsciously venting my frustrations through our sexual union.

It had been a long time since we shared such an animal-like intensity in our lovemaking, and it seemed both of us were getting into it. Kim’s cunt was so wet, and made sloppy sounds as I drove into her. Her walls convulsed around my aching shaft as she approached orgasm, and it felt as though she was milking my rigid pole. The fast and hard pace soon caught-up with me, and I felt my balls tighten. “Aaaarrrgggg…ssshhhiiiitttt!” I groaned as I emptied an ample load into my wife’s velvet folds, my body jerking with every pulse. Kim was very nearly there, but still need a little push to send her over the edge. After being so willing to play this early in the morning, I wanted her to enjoy it fully. Without thinking, I brought my head between her legs, and plunged my tongue into her cum-soaked snatch. I had never done this before, and shocked myself at how willingly I lapped-up my own seed. For a fleeting second, it occurred to me that it tasted a lot like Sean’s. My nose taunted Kim’s swollen clit as I tongue-fucked her and cleaned her moist tunnel. She came….and came hard…her vagina closing around my tongue as wave after wave coursed through her body. She pulled me up to her, sharing a deep French kiss. “Mmmm…you taste so good. I love tasting my nasty man this way.” My wife said, slapping me on the ass.

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Disclaimer: I apologize for not even giving this story the time of day in the past several months. First, I have been more than preoccupied with academic endeavors. Second, I now realize I have toppled more than my fair share of authorial stumbling blocks in reentering this fiction. Thank you for bearing with the last update. I hope this satisfies more fully, though I cannot safely expect it to, as I am quite the green penman. I dispel any pretense here by conceding this really is my first work of fiction/pleasure writing, so please be kind.

Part 5

~Devlin~

The contents of my stomach – merely a piece of toast dressed with butter and honey and a few sloshes of orange juice – swirled freely like a snow flurry. Stationed in the driver’s seat of the borrowed automobile, I fidgeted nervously.

Why I couldn’t bring myself to enter the house, my home territory, was beyond me. Idle and impotent, I realized I didn’t usually experience this brand of physical anxiety, the crippling variety that then glued me to the leather seat. Curious how Jake’s body seemed to react in accord with its typified behavioral patterns when presented with key stimuli. Ever intrepid (or at least intending to be), I’d not often experienced such overwhelming unease at the arrival of a socially unmanageable encounter.

I was inordinately contemplative. The night before, I lost an hour to fruitless, neurotic postulation, and when I finally caught the winks I did they were far from fully restful. Though mired in these thoughts and feelings, my mental preoccupation was far more familiar to me than the physical toll the anxiety took on Jake’s body. I couldn’t comprehend the torturous unease, the painful jolting of my visual memory rapt by the still lingering dream, the jarring lurch of my stomach.

Housed in this beautiful boy’s body, enchanted in my dreams by the promise of sex, bound to subconsciously worship the temple in which I’d come to abide…

Hijacking Jake’s body for this extended joy ride had a certain superficial comfort, but that was pried away…

My mind floated away from the temple of his golden brow, towering atop his strong neck, the shelf of broad shoulders, and yearned for return. I was detached from myself and from Jake, consumed by cogitation.

Cold irony laughed as I realized I hadn’t felt farther from home than I felt now, as I sat in my own driveway. It seemed I hadn’t yet braced for the crushing blow of reality till this moment, not last night when scholastic responsibilities called on my attentions, not even before when my ostensibly genetic gift for psychic exchange manifested itself to catapult me from my body and into Jake’s. It wasn’t until now that I fully came to stare my own misfortune in the face. It unsettled to the core of me.

Heavy, the cloud of my breath fogged the windshield.

I watched it fade for a few seconds before attempting to find resolve. Never having lacked wherewithal nor constitution, I gathered my will about me as a coat of mail. Armored against an angry, assertive Jake trapped in my plucky, hormonally challenged body, I finally opened the car door and stepped out into the cold.

Overcast, the sky boded uncertainty. One of my more puerile attributes, the unwavering correspondence between my mood and the weather tended to prove rather unfortunate for me in my early adolescent years. It was a rare cloudy day when I felt as light on my feet and as optimistic as when the sun grinned down on me, and nothing short of a windfall could pick up my crumpled mood and straighten it out again when it rained heavily.

I stared up at the sky to ask it for answers. Clouds growing heavier shook their heads in concert.

Not good. No, things would not go well today, and I would likely be at fault.

Putting portent aside, I took a few steps towards the house before stopping, looking back at the car, its windshield swimming with dull reflection of the sky.

I sighed, scuffed my feet as I began my sorry march to the porch.

I felt an indescribably irksome tug in my stomach then, a kind of bubbling rage. My shoulders tensed. I dug my foot into the hard ground as I walked, reached the concrete stairs, caught the railing, and landed myself on the porch in one bound.

I stood there breathing more forcibly. The cold air I sucked in washed out my lungs. I hung my head, gritted my teeth.

I was so over the intractable feeling of helpless waffling. Here, no here, no here, no. Where was I meant to be and where had I gone wrong in not being there now? I was done thinking ‘well maybe this will work’, or ‘if only I can trim this here and primp that there so it all comes together for the final finish.’

No.

So utterly done.

I experienced the wash of anger as a lolling beachgoer watches kids skimboard, fail, and tumble off into the sand. Peculiar, unprecedented, uncalled for outright. I felt myself rebel against the unfunny emotions, the flipped switch that clipped the better, intact part of my psyche and tore me at the seams.

I needed to pull it together. Calm and casino siteleri peace and…

I just needed to get inside the damned house.

***************

–Jake–

After I hung up on Dev I threw on the only shorts and a t-shirt I could find in his closet.

I was pacing the room then even though I never fucking paced anywhere ever, and this body had me acting all kinds of weird.

I just couldn’t stop thinking about the rush of yesterday, and not just the sexual bit, obviously. It was the star trek, warp-drive, hurdling through space-time back to my body nonsense that had me staggered at the physics-defiance of Devlin’s life, just the impossibility of it all…man, it just had me stuck there, steeping in thought.

Not that my inner monologue was typically lacking, or anything. I consider myself to be a perceptive kind of guy. I can be as rough-around-the-edges as any stock jock-type (not without reason for my own hardened defense in the social jungle of high school), but I like to think I’m more than that. Really though, maybe I’m not… HAH. Either way my time with Devlin, in Devlin, to be more specific, set off some kind of intellectual itch I just couldn’t reach and it bugged the shit out of me. That kind of “oh shit I have to figure this out or I’ll be pissed for the rest of the day” itch I get when I forget which character said that Avatar: The Last Airbender quote someone just happened to accidentally repeat in conversation. (Yeah, Avatar: The Last Airbender was my favorite cartoon from middle school and it’s nerdy as hell, but so what? It’s quality and I’m obsessed.) That kind of annoying itch that required exact itching. Most everyone has to know what I’m talking about here, I know it.

Anyway, so the itch burned hard and I just couldn’t scratch it yet. I needed to explore some things with Devlin, that much was cold, hard fact.

I turned to double back across the carpet knowing full well my guesses were an exercise in beyond lost cause but wondering nonetheless…

What is Devlin, even? I haven’t really even stopped to think… Is he, like, some kind of X-man? I asked myself what brand of fiction novel someone threw me into and kept pacing. Wait, why hasn’t this been addressed yet?! Holy shit, Devlin could literally be any kind of sci-fi bullshit and I’m just here waiting on him to come fuck me. Fuck.

But even on that I was unsure. Wait and what’s actually going to happen here. Who’s fucking who, and in whose body?

Ugh.

While I couldn’t stop thinking about sex with Devlin, I also couldn’t compromise my own callous use of Devlin’s body, reduced to a sexual play toy. But there were deeper feelings of affection redoubled by the startling pull of chemistry I’d felt with him yesterday. And why am I such a jerk to him?! I needed to figure out what was going on, why I felt so off kilter, so distanced from him.

I didn’t have time to answer my own questions.

Devlin’s disturbing, automated doorbell rang and I jumped so obviously I almost slipped in my socks on the carpet.

Okay, we’ll forget it. We’ll forget it all, put it aside, run downstairs, and pick up from yesterday outside by the car where he couldn’t help but pull me in for a kiss and we will go from there.

Crashed into the door, practically, barreled out of my room, thundered down the stairs. Shit, here it comes.

A bead of sweat slithered its sorry self down my spine as I pulled Devlin’s sack of bones up to its highest height (obviously far less impressive than I was used to, le sigh).

Okay, deep breaths, I told myself. We’re gonna sink this.

***************

~Devlin~

The door swung open and out spilled dry heat. I saw what should have been myself standing there – chest puffed uncharacteristically, hips squared straight, rigid arms by my sides – but I didn’t look much myself at all. His brows furrowed and eyes dark, I scarcely would have leapt to call the face my own if not for those lips, pale and stretched tight.

My anxiety broke like cheap ceramic on that stern visage. I fought the urge that overthrew my fear, the urge to reach out and wipe the creases from his forehead. After the brusque phone conversation, I offered a truce as I opened my mouth to speak.

“Hi Jake, I apologize for my late arrival. Ablutions delayed me…or, ugh, I took a bit too long in the shower, you know I’m not accustomed to washing this much body.” I gestured to all of me. Genial, I faced my palms towards him and splayed my fingers. Open, honest, I looked down, lowered my hands. With them, my defenses. When I looked back up at him, I borrowed the charm I’d seen his face work wonders, and gave my best for a smile.

Resolve in his eyes blinked.

With a sigh like heaving lead, he said, “Ugh, alright man, just get in here before I freeze my balls off.”

I stepped inside. So distracted by his spiky posture and harsh body language, I had neglected review of his attire. Jake managed to sleuth out one of very few pairs of athletic shorts I permit in my wardrobe. The short synthetic shorts canlı casino material covered a quarter of my scrawny thighs. I imagined his balls really must’ve caught their fair share of the winter air. I took a closer look and realized he’d forgotten his underwear. I saw my own member, shrunken and cowering in the cold, through the mesh.

“I’ll say! You aren’t really doing my equipment down there any justice, what parading around in the cold like this, commando in my short shorts!” Heh, well I thought it was bracing enough to say.

He rolled his eyes and quipped, “Yeah, but like it’s nothing to write home about anyway. Why do you think I want back in my body so bad?”

I laughed, he chuckled, and the empty house chortled back too. Huzzah, off to something of a start.

He stretched his arms behind his head, grabbed his elbows with opposite hands and swung his torso back and forth. Ease took a seat with a swish where defensive, thoughtless anger sat before.

“Wow, yeah, so your house is really fucking empty, Dev. Way too empty.”

In attempts to better coordinate my attire with Jake’s excessively casual dress and also because the stale heat of my house baked me there under my collar, I struggled out of Jake’s smothering parka and stiff winter boots by the door.

“Right, I haven’t actually experienced it as such. My parents are always gone, out of the house by the time I wake up each morning, and I suppose you know a bit about how, well, punctilious I can be about school and attendance and such…”

I surveyed the open area of my house as I spoke. Light filtered in from the skylight above the stairs, which lined the left-side wall of the grand foyer. The windows in the living and dining rooms to the right and left, respectively, were of the same operative design to maximize illumination. My house should have been beautiful.

I sighed deeply and returned my gaze to Jake just as I finished my spiel.

He gawked at me.

“What?!”

He rolled his eyes. “Nothing, you’re just ridiculous, Devlin!”

“What, I…”

“Oh don’t pretend you don’t know what I mean. Can you cut the walking dictionary act with me!? We’re trying to accomplish some heavy shit here…it’s…it’s not going to be easy, so, you can at least let it be real with me.”

He crumpled in on himself and I knew then he went through it to the same degree I had. Socks swishing on the hard wood, I glided towards him.

“Yeah, um,” he gulped, “so just, worry less about that bullshit, okay? For our sake here in this psychic cluster-fuck!” He spat that at me, and then, almost imperceptibly, withdrew from my bold encroachment.

I ventured another step towards him, and though it was no conscious fault of mine, what with having inadvertently catalyzed our switch, I towered over him. I noticed then that I wielded the body I borrowed from him against him, weaponized my movements, physically commandeered our verbal exchange.

Unhesitating, I caught him right below the shoulder. He started at my grip, but I insisted and drew him closer to me. First, he stared at my tensed, veiny hand on the wire I called an arm in my body. Second, he drew in his breath. Third, he bit his lower lip and looked up at me with purpose glittering in those green eyes.

I met his gaze with set jaw and heavy brow. I smirked.

I could scarcely explain my dominant, forcible behavior. Perhaps, seizing opportunity, last night’s dream stole into the disaster of my mind and permanently affected my behavior, leaking Jake’s personality’s residue all over the ruins of my once cultured, orderly mindscape.

I stood over him. The allure of that brilliant green glint swept over me. I sought to capture it like the priceless gem it was. Loosening my hold, I intentionally exhaled into his face, an effort of self-control, though playful nonetheless.

I chuckled softly. He cocked his head and squinted at me.

“Hey, what the fuck’s so funny, Dev?!”

I couldn’t remember him calling me Dev before today. Hearing him borrow my voice to speak my preferred nickname recalled our predicament.

Pieces of me went slipping away into Jake…

Like in this one nouveaux-retro, 8-bit video game I played a while back, a sharp 180-degree rotation revealed the new camera angle on us. Developments, made seemingly in our sleep, overhung. Now if only I couldn’t negotiate my way to the top of them.

While apart from Jake, I felt settled and right in his body. If my dream wasn’t telltale proof of this…

I jumped from my speculative musings back into the moment. “Nothing,” I said as I raised my other hand to his face.

He started again, saying wait. So there it hovered, my hand. My chest rumbled again with laughter.

I forgot all resonance of doom, all mercurial itching. My being trained on his.

“Hey, hey!”

“What, Jake?! Just calm down!” Now I stroked his cheek then flicked several strands of my tended locks from his face. They felt greasy, but I swallowed indignation and the urge to upbraid him for his poor upkeep.

“I’m kaçak casino just admiring what I miss greeting in the mirror each morning. Not that your face is some kind of consolation prize to me. Believe me, I agree with your former assessment. Fate’s dealt me the better hand by far.”

“Ha, you’re so right.” He shifted his weight to one hip with the small triumph of his sass. “But…anyway…” His word trailed off.

His hesitancy proffered before me, the prized quarry of some hunt I’d since forgotten, I gloated over him and approached his face far too closely with mine, then quickly cupped the nape of his neck with my playful, free hand.

I opened lidded eyes to bore into him. He dazed. Thinking him in need of fresher shock, I swiftly dipped to kiss him. The side of my face pressed his softly. I kissed his cheek, inches from those frail lips.

I breathed hot there, toying with the temptation to torture him, kiss those tiny ears of his, play with his hair. I knew how it drove me in that body to wits end; I wondered if he’d experience the same trigger reaction because my body relished the act of its own accord or if his own affinities would overrule.

I slid my hand up into his hair, less greasy than I thought and impossibly smooth.

That’s when I heard it: an audible whimper, a little cry for release. Simply impossible, Jake locked into the role I always hoped to play for him.

Affording him reprieve, I asked, “Jake, you okay?” as I stood, slightly hunched over, my torso still half a foot or so from full contact with his lithe figure, face on his, breathing heavily and sweetly. His reaction was my delight.

“Mmm.” A moan now? Pliant in my hands? No, suppliant before them.

I pressed harder into his cheek, rotated slightly, kissed him again, sucked his skin a bit. A carefully intrusive step forward. I released my hand and slid it down the back of his shoulder and his arm, trailed down to the small of his back. I reeled him in, just barely not leaving him breathless.

Yesterday’s connection flashed through my brain. Jake’s cock, already aching, swelled hard. I closed the space between his torso and the protrusive bulge.

“Jake, let’s go to my bedroom,” I whispered in his ear.

***************

–Jake–

Damn, Devlin played me like a fiddle and I screeched out any note he asked for, painful with urges, man, so many urges. If a few minutes ago as I paced his bedroom floor I thought all I wanted was to finally return to my body, now all I could think of was climbing it. I think I misunderstood the feeling before and what I really wanted was to be near Devlin, to be back in his presence, just to feel him as me and me as him. I couldn’t understand it, but I tried on a few different explanations for size (if I remember correctly, I mean the whole thing was such a psychological free-for-all who really knows) and this one fit best.

I followed him up the carpeted stairs to his bedroom. He was lighter on his feet than I ever was, and I guess in his tiny body I walked the same.

Swing, he opened the door; swoosh, I closed it again; click, I fixed the lock; plop, we landed on his tough bed.

There we were: alone, afraid, on the edge of his bed exchanging glances. With the door locked, secure against a world unaware anyway. Me on his left, him on my right.

I fidgeted to get comfortable and ended up folding one of my scrawny legs up pretzel-style under my bony butt. (Gawd I was missing those sculpted cheeks of mine that I’d just watched sashay up the stairs, if for nothing else the ergonomics of ’em). Devlin sat with both feet on the ground and his torso angled my way.

“So…” I said.

He sat there, head inclined down a bit, smiling at me gently and kind of stupidly. “So is right…what now, Jake? What now?”

He leaned back to prop himself up on his two arms, extended out straight, with his palms stretched out on the bed. I saw his fingers move. He gripped and scrunched the comforter. Is he nervous? Oh fuck I hope that awkward thing with sex doesn’t happen when you choose relocate and the new space just sucks up all heat from the action before… I knew this happened, all too frequently with my ex… That was different, though, right?

I didn’t fully grasp my hesitation. I’d waited for this for so long. I couldn’t imagine this happening with any other guy. Devlin was right for the job, but in this current state? In my body? Could I indulge my self-center to the point where I let him, in my body, fuck me in his? Questions like these flew through my head as I watched him fidget on.

The support of his arms collapsed. He fell back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling.

“You know, I cannot rightly explain what came over me this morning. One moment I stood steaming up your bathroom with your shower, making exceedingly good use of my imagination and your crazy sexy body remembering a dream from last night. Then the next thing I knew, I sat sweating profusely in your car ready to vomit and punch your face in at the same time.” He chuckled a bit, but it was dry. “And I mean the face you have now…so…my face, and I’m quite glad it didn’t come to that! I intend to make a variety of uses of that face of mine, both before and after I switch back to my body,” he said as he smiled cheekily.

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This guy had black hair and a handsome face. He was maybe twenty five years old. He just looked into my eyes and grinned. I wasn’t sure exactly what to do. This guy made it simple for me. He turned away and headed for the men’s restroom. Ok, I decided to take the bait and find out what was going on.

By the time I stepped into the restroom, I could see a stall door close. I walked over to it and asked what the hell was going on? The stall door opened and this guy pulled me by the arm into this stall. By the time I stepped inside, my mysterious friend had pulled his pants and undies down and had his dick exposed to me.

He had a generous cock with a beautiful mushroom head on the end of it. I am not gay, but I casino siteleri had to admire his cock.

“What is going on?” I asked.

He placed a finger to his mouth as to tell me to quiet down. He then put both hands on my shoulders and pushed down on them. He wanted me to get to my knees, I fought it at first, but this guy was insistant I kneel down. I don’t know what possessed me. I knelt down and was now staring directly at this guy’s cock.

He had it in his hand now, stroking the shaft up and down. I knelt there almost hynotized by what was going on. He slowly moved closer to me, shaking the end of his cock at my mouth. I knew he wanted me to take it, but I hesitated. My new friend helped me overcome any nervousness by putting a hand on the back of my head. He then forced my lips onto his raging hard cock.

As I opened for him, I could see the veins popping out of his stiff shaft. He pushed forward and I enveloped that thick pecker of his. I took it down my throat, just as he wanted me to. I never pulled back, I just worked my lips all over his erect canlı casino member. I just took the whole length down to the root. Yes I was gagging at first. My friend worked his cock in and out of my mouth. He let me become accustomed to sucking him.

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It didn’t take too long before my dark haired lover was fully fucking my face. His balls were hitting my chin with each pumping motion he made. I looked up one time to see his head thrown back as I gobbled up his pecker. I knew I was starting to get into it when I reached for his sacs and started to squeeze. My lover then started to moan and he told me to go deep as I could. He said he was getting so close now. The final straw was when I pushed a finger into his tight ass.

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My dark haired lover finally pulled his cock from my mouth. It made a plopping noise as it came out. He just stood there and let his shaft dangle in front of my eyes. It was still long and very wet from saliva and his seed. I slurped up the last remains of the cum that was draining from the tip. My lover then bent down and pulled his pants and underwear up. I stood up and watched him get dressed again.

My new friend then pulled out a pen and paper and wrote a phone number down and then gave it to me. He told me if I ever wanted to do this again to call this number.

Right now I am home and staring at the slip of paper. I never was interested in men before, women only for me. If I call this number I know I am going down a road that I can’t turn back on. What would you do?

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“You called for me, Velaku?”

Mishtar was a strong warrior, his form slim like all bird Carthera but with long, lean muscles cording his body and magnificent black and brown wings held proudly behind him. He was the epitome of our warriors, a Carthera most worthy of respect. He had risen through the ranks quickly after he mated and became the leader for the Falcons at just twenty six, younger than any before him. I had always looked up to him as the Falcon I wanted to be.

Today, he was dressed in black jeans and a special leather jerkin that left his wings free to move behind him. He was armed; the attack on my father had the clans on high alert. His chest was crossed by blades and throwing stars to use from his preferred place to attack; flying above his enemies to rain down death from the skies.

“My father was murdered by a lynx Carthera working with humans,” I said bitterly, my rage burning brighter just from saying the words. I fought to control my anger, digging my new talons into my legs in an attempt to pull me away from the urge to enter hunting mode and kill everyone in my way until my father’s murderers lay dead before me.

Mishtar eyed my wings twitching behind me. The snowy white wings arched behind my head and the feathers made a ruffling noise as I fought to keep them folded.

“Are these local humans?” Mishtar asked fiercely. “Do you know who betrayed your father? Was it one of the local Lynx pack?”

“I’m not sure.”

The humans that lived nearby were our allies; we worked with them to improve the life of the Carthera in their society, not against them. In the past we had to hide who we were and live on the fringes in game preserves or hidden eyries. That had all changed in the last generation. Humans and Carthera in our region had found a way to make peace. The thought that some of the men that my father had met with, that he had helped, and been helped by in return, was enough made me sick.

That a member of the local Lynx clan would go against my father, the leader of all Carthera in our region, would be even more unthinkable.

We were not animals but we obeyed a hierarchy that was as instinctual as our animal brethren. In nature, a falcon would not defeat a lynx but the benefit of a human brain mixed with the advantage our wings gave us in battle made the Falcon Clan the deadliest of our kind. We could not deny all aspects of our nature even as we became more civilized. Fights for power, position, for land, had always been our way but things were slowly changing.

Obviously someone was trying to stage a coup of some sort to overthrow my father’s leadership of the local Carthera clans. There had been signs of something big happening that my father had hid from the Council, the clan leaders that made up his advisors. I knew more than my mother supposed, my father having begun my instruction some time before his death. I thought I was prepared for whatever we faced but I never expected my father to die.

I hadn’t known about the overwhelming surge of hormones that would hit me when my wings came out though. I had no way of knowing if every newly transformed Falcon felt this way and I was too afraid to ask. Carthera transform when they mate, during a complex ceremony held in front of the clan. My transformation occurred with no warning, no mating. I was a freak and what if this rage was a sign to others that I was unfit for leadership?

I couldn’t let my father’s plans fail.

It was hard; I could barely stop the killing rage from overtaking me from moment to moment. I struggled with myself to keep it out of my voice but I would not fail my father or our people. I would keep it together.

I would save my people no matter what the cost was to me personally.

“I need you and your wing squad to find them. It won’t be easy, this happened far from here, on the outskirts of our territory near southern Oregon. Find out who killed my father and bring them to me if you can. I will be satisfied with their deaths but I need much more information than I have. Someone is behind all this, directing the troubles that have been cropping up all over our land. My father told me this before he left.

“That… That is why he was traveling, trying to find out who was behind the attacks when he was killed.”

My voice rose in volume as I stood up, pounding my fist on the desk in front of me. “I want answers. I want retribution. I want their deaths!”

I had to stop. I was breathing hard as I closed my eyes and bowed my head, fighting the urge to dig my talons casino siteleri into the beautifully carved desk that my father had sat at for so many years but would never sit at again. I heard the sound of a fist striking a strong chest.

I looked up, opening my eyes to see Mishtar bowed before me, honoring me even though he was a seasoned warrior and leader of the Falcons and I nothing but an untrained boy.

“Your father trained me himself; I will not let his memory down. I swear the Falcons will not rest until we have the answers you seek.” His face was hard as he swore his oath, a deadly promise. I knew he would avenge my father as I couldn’t even as I struggled with my desire to be the one who led the attack against our enemies.

I stared into his eyes, at the promise burning so fiercely, then returned his salute. I watched silently as he walked away.

He needed no more orders than I gave him. Mishtar would track down all the intel available and then plan his next moves without any need of more orders for me. I sank down in the chair and thought of all the decisions my father made in this room, all the times he sent men off on dangerous missions. It was hard to trust that Mishtar would know the best way to handle the investigation but I had to let him do it his own way.

My father had ruled over the many groups of Carthera that owed him allegiance and lived in the territory he claimed and protected. He always told me to issues as few orders as possible; the more you told a person what to do and how to do it the more you would have to. I held those treasured bits of advice already shared but knew I had lost the bulk of my father’s wisdom with his death. My sorrow swelled and I stood up abruptly, unable to sit at his place any longer. I sought out my mother.

The remainder of my evening was spent with her, sharing our memories of my father and tears to lessened the sadness of his passing. The next day would be the formal death ceremony for our clan; all those who lived in our eyrie would attend. There was no reason to delay the ceremony, even though we didn’t have his body, but I wanted to hold off on an enclave of the Carthera leaders to give formal announcement of death. I couldn’t tell them what I didn’t know until I had heard back from Mishtar. So many questions were still unanswered.

Full of anger and pain, I didn’t sleep at all that night.

***

The fledglings that I had known all my life held back from me at the ceremony. I was no longer one of them, though not much bigger in form yet. My wings seemed larger by comparison to my slim and sleek body than the other youth I stood among. Their unusual coloring, the stark white and red, stood out among the wings of the men of our tribe, most of which were rich browns, yellows, and blacks like our bird cousins.

I stood on the edge of the cliff where I had mourned my father alone just two days before and watched the flight of the women of our tribe as they looped and danced in the air celebrating the life that my father lived. The men provided the beat with their feet before launching into the air, swirling and diving among the lighter colors of the women. The youth and younglings kept stomping and joined in with a low chant.

Above it all rose the keening call of my mother as she sang the ululating death song of our tribe. She held the final note until all the dancers had set down, her body still hovering above the ground with her head thrown back to the sky. Wings settled as the last note echoed into a deep silence as she finally ended the song to honor my father. She slowly drifted to the ground, crumpling to her knees. I knelt next to her and wrapped her in my arms as her tears silently flowed down her cheeks.

One by one the people of our tribe came and touched us, soothing gestures of love and comfort, reminding us we weren’t alone, that our nest mate was gone but we remained firmly in the land of the living. We were still connected to our clan. When the last person left, we still sat together rocking with our eyes closed. It was some time later before my mother’s tears finally slowed and came to a shuddery halt. I hugged her as tight as I could and she hugged me back in an equally fierce grip before finally before sitting up and wiping her eyes.

“Let’s go home, Velaku.”

Keeping our arms around each other, we slowly walked to our house on the center ledge. We spent the day speaking softly of my father again, remembering the love and protection he had shared so freely. I went to bed and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted canlı casino from lack of sleep and the catharsis of the ceremony.

I woke up whimpering in terror. My dream had returned. I didn’t scream this time though; my fear was too great for that. I had been in locked in a pitch black darkness, feeling my body twist and change, and then an agonizing pain in my back and sides. My hands shook and I whimpered as I moved. I hurt even now.

What was happening to me?

***

The next day gave me an odd feeling of dichotomy. People returned to the normal routine their jobs and their lives even though mine felt like it was destroyed. The fledglings were gathered on the grassy lawn for their Jintue lesson before it was time to leave for class. We had integrated into the public school system some years before I entered grade school and quickly found that our smaller size often made bullies think they could prey on us.

But we were Carthera and not weak.

From almost the first moment we could walk we were taught Jintue. It was a fighting style specifically suited to our smaller, lighter bodies. We moved fast, attacking and blurring away before returning to hit the next weak point until our larger prey was down. Other Carthera came close to our speed but none truly matched it. Coupled with our wings and talons after we matured, we were a force like no other. The humans quickly came to know this and their children began to respect our fledglings and the bullying mostly stopped.

But still we trained.

At the same time that the fledglings learned ground maneuvers, the youths trained at flying and weapons under the tutelage of several retired members of the Falcons. They called out instructions and orders to the pairs learning to fly together in loud voices. This was where the Jintue lessons became the basis of the true fighting style of our clans. The youths learned to dive through the air to strike and then dart away; their body, wings, and weapons a harmonious blend that brought death to those who tried to strike or stand against it. Each youth trained with their mate, learned to fight with them, and how to protect each other.

It was to this area of the training field I made my way that strange morning, sent away by the fledgling instructor.

“Velaku!” An older man with grizzled hair and pale brown wings approached me slowly. Dorvan was a very old friend of my father’s. I trusted him like I trust no other in our clan. “You are here to train?”

“Yes. I am… uncomfortable in my new form and find myself quickly changing.” My pants had been tight this morning and a bit short. My jerkin had no longer closed over my chest and stomach. My muscles were much more defined, if still small. The changes brought about by my transformation were rapidly maturing my body and mind but the effects were not instant. I tugged on my leather jerkin again.

“I need to learn to use these too,” I said, pointing at my wings. I had longed to fly my whole life, all fledglings did. I just wished…

“I’ve just the partner for you, Ningaven’s mate is ill today. You can partner with her.”

Ningaven was a friend, though a few years older than me. She had found her mate a few months before. I nodded my agreement as I fit on my wrist and ankle sheaths. They held only dull practice blades since the first thing every youth had to learn was how to fly without falling on their butt. I thought I was prepared for that but Ningaven and Dorvan taught me differently. Ningaven’s high ringing laugh pealed out of her mouth when I first tried to take off. I forgot to close my eyes and the dirt kicked up by my wings blinded me.

I scowled and tried again, remembering to close my eyes until I got a set of eye covers. My wings swept down, once, twice, and I lifted into the air. I thought I was secure so I tried to turn around to give her a smug look. My right wing didn’t beat properly and I ended up almost on my side in the air. I panicked and my wings fluttered wildly before I crashed back onto the ground to land in a twisted heap.

I groaned, ignoring her giggles as I flopped over onto my stomach and gave my tender wings a shake.

“Laugh it up, Ningaven.”

“Oh, I will,” she managed to squeeze out in between fits of laughter. She smiled at me. “Don’t worry, Tallsin and I both tumbled the first time we tried to fly too.” Ningaven managed to stop laughing finally but her eyes still twinkled in amusement as she grinned at me.

“We made the same mistake. You can’t hover that low to the ground unless kaçak casino you have a lot more momentum built up. Up higher you have the air currents to glide on; they help keep you from getting too tired or falling straight down when you lose the beat.

C’mon, I’ll show you!” She took a few steps away from me, stretching out her wings.

I stood up and watched her take off. I could see the muscles in her lean legs flex and bunch before she gave a leap and shot into the air rising upward by powerful thrusts of her gray and black wings. She rose quickly before swooping back down toward me.

“What are you waiting for, come on! Fly!”

I bent my knees and shoved hard against the earth, leaving its support for the freedom of the skies. This time I kept going until I felt the warm winds buffet me. I was grinning from the excitement of my first real flight. Every fledgling dreamed of the day he found his mate and got his wings. I loved the feeling of flying but felt the lack of a mate as I took a few moments to look at the pairs around me before Ningaven called over to me.

“Open up your wings a bit more and catch this updraft.”

She soared away and I beat my wings up and down, stretching them wide to catch the thrust of a warm updraft send me shooting after her. I quickly caught up to her before she swooped away again, whooping and laughing. I mimicked her movements, my body twisting and dipping along the constantly shifting winds, reaching out and snagging a handful of her jerkin before I darted away.

We played tag in the air and I quickly learned how to shift my wings and body to maneuver through the skies. In the air, there was a freedom of body that I had never really been able to come close to imagining my daydreaming of mating and transformation.

“Alright you two, time to stop playing around. Let’s put him through the beginning exercises, Ningaven,” Dorvan bellowed from the ground.

We stopped our game and hovered obediently about thirty feet up in the air. I was breathing hard but quickly recovered.

“Do you remember the first balance exercise from Jintue?” Ningaven asked.

“Of course.”

I held out my hands, palms flat and facing her. Ningaven put her hands against mine and then gave a great beat of her wings to shove against me. I instantly lost contact with her hands, unable to flow backward gracefully with her forward movement. It took a moment of beating my wings quickly to regain control.

“Huh, that’s a lot harder up here,” I said with a frown.

“Try again!” Dorvan called.

When the same thing happened he yelled up at us, “Again, again!” until I began to learn to adjust my wings and flow backwards with the force Ningaven exerted without letting our hands lose contact. Soon I was pressing back against her in return, following her as she gave gracefully before coming to a stop, with our hands still resting palm to palm.

“Good! Balance is the key when fighting in the air. You can’t do the throws and body jabs that you learned for combat on the ground but there is much else to learn,” Dorvan said in a pleased voice.

He continued to put us through the basic workout I had seen the youths do each day long past the normal time, keeping us working until the sun rose high in the sky. I wasn’t going to school where my transformation and hormones would be a dangerous mixed with the humans.

Ningaven stayed to train with me, her mate unable to escort her to college. Carthera males were very protective of our females. By the time we were permitted to land I was trembling and panting with exhaustion. I didn’t feel too bad about my condition though; Ningaven looked a little worse for the wear too.

“Go, eat some lunch and rest. I am sure Tallsin is wondering when you are going to show up, Ningaven. Velaku, come back this afternoon at three; I will be available then for the private instruction you requested.”

“Bye, Velaku.” Ningaven waved at me over her shoulder. She was already walking away to find Tallsin. Newly mated couples did not spend much time apart.

“Thanks Ningaven!” I waved back to her and then turned to the exacting instructor who had pushed me so hard all morning.

I turned back to my instructor. “Thank you Dorvan, I just feel that I need to learn as much as I can as fast as I can.”

Dorvan clasped me on the shoulder.

“I understand. Your father would be very proud of you, I am. Remember, three o’clock. You won’t like what happens if you are late.”

I nodded, somber at the mention of my father. I would avenge him, no matter how much work I had to do. I had no mate and the Carthera council would not convene for another two months unless I called an emergency session. Nothing else mattered but training and finding his killers.

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Stress burned through Aidan’s body as he shoved the door of his apartment open, his partner following him through the door before he shoved the door shut, the bang was as violent as the tension burning through him right now. He cursed viciously as he entered the kitchen and yanked the door open, and pulled the carton of beer bottles out of the fridge and put them on the bench.

“This is such bullshit, how long are we going to be suspended for doing our jobs?” asked Lucas as Aidan handed him on of the bottles.

“Better not be too long, damn pencil pushers have no idea what its really like out in the field,” Aidan said as he took a big swig of the beer. Neither of them had ever shot a suspect before, but when the thugs pull guns at you it leaves you with little choice.

“Damn straight they don’t,” said Lucas as he took a big pull from the bottle.

Aidan cursed as he picked up the carton and carried it over to the table and slumped down into a chair. Quickly enough they drained the bottles and developed a buzz, pushing from tipsy to drunk. The stress wasn’t getting any lesser as the warm buzz from the beer pushed through his body. They were still in their uniforms and getting drunk wasn’t going to help the situation.

Lucas cursed as he thumped the empty bottle on the table, “This isn’t working, we need to do something else. Let’s do some sparring.”

“I think anything would be good right about now,” said Aidan as he got up from the chair and followed Lucas down towards their gym. He watched him as he slid the mat off from the wall and dropped it on the ground, then bent over and start untying his shoe laces. A flush of heat spread over him as he became distracted by the sight of Lucas’ ass in his pants, the beer probably affected him more then he thought as Lucas kicked off his shoes then began unbuttoning his shirt and slid it off his shoulders then tugged his undershirt over his head.

The ripple and flex of his sharply defined back and shoulder muscles made another flush of heat wash over him. He shook his head and tried to snap out of the strange attraction he was feeling, he had never thought of his best friend in such a manner. He bent down and untied his shoe laces and pulled off his shoes before something slammed into him. He looked up at Lucas who chuckled at him as he held a pair of sweatpants. Aidan smirked at him as he reached own and picked up the pants he had thrown at him.

The intrusion had broken him out of the weird sense of attraction he was feeling towards his best friend. He put the pants over the top of the treadmill before unbuttoning his shirt and sliding off before pulling his undershirt over his head, it felt as though Lucas was watching him as he stood in the corner of the room. The thoughts were insane, crazy, it had to be from the stress of what they had been through today.

When he took his pants off, the sensation of being watched grew more intense as a warmth spread over his back. He pulled on the sweatpants that came down to his calves, he turned and looked at looked at Lucas who was eager to get started. “Ready?” he asked.

“Bring it on Luc, lets see what you got,” said Aidan as he stepped over to the sparring mat. He got into position in front of Lucas, his brown eyes seemed to swirl with passion. The alcohol must have affected him much more then he had thought. When Lucas got into position he smirked before charging at him, at the same time Lucas charged at him. They crashed together in a solid wall of hard muscle the impact rocking through him as he grasped at his arms as Lucas grabbed at his sides. Soon they tumbled to the mat. Sweat soon began to run as their muscles rubbed together, Aidan grunted as Lucas hooked his legs around his and flipped him over hard onto his back pressing him into the mat.

He almost groaned as Lucas’ sweat slicked abs brushed against him, his damp chest hair rubbing against his skin. Heat flushed through him as sensations he tried to blocked rushed in, he growled and pushed his arms under his and flipped them over, his back now pressing against his chest. Lucas grunted under his bulk as he pressed him down. When he pressed against his waist Lucas let out a groan before he pushed him off.

They both pushed up off the floor when he got up, he locked his gaze on Lucas as sweat shimmered on his skin his damp dark brown chest hair standing out over his muscles, arrowing down into his pants. When he looked up at Lucas his eyes were trailing down his chest towards the band of his pants. The response made his cock swell as much as he could see the bulge forming in Lucas’ pants. When Lucas looked back up at him, his eyes swirled with such hunger it almost consumed him, then he growled and crashed into him as he broke stance to move to him. He crushed his lips over his, the primal explosion of passion rippled through him, Aidan growled against Lucas as they fought to dominate the exchange.

Lucas’ hands ran up his sides as he ran his hands down his sides. The primal force of their exchange rocked through him as they casino oyna crashed back to the mat with a thud, he growled from underneath Lucas’ heavy frame and twisted his legs around his and flipped them over. Lucas grunted as Aidan slammed him into the mat then crashed his lips against Lucas’ again as he pushed his hands down his sides and grasped hold of his sweats and shoved them down.

He groaned as Lucas grabbed his sweats and yanked them down, he rolled them over again blazing hunger in his eyes as he pushed his boxer-brief covered hardness against his. He growled and rubbed against him, again they fought for dominance and wrestled each other over the mat kicking off the sweatpants as they tangled around their legs. Lucas reached down and gripped his boxers and yanked them down, Aidan growled deeply as Lucas grasped his cock and stroked punishingly hard. Violent pulses of brutal pleasure stabbed through him. Lucas dug his teeth against the side of his neck as he pulled them side by side.

He groaned as Lucas’s fingers stroked over the head of his cock, he grasped Lucas’ hips and dragged his boxers down, his deep throaty moan rushed through him as he grasped hold of his cock and stroked him as punishingly. The friction of their sweat slick muscles sliding against each other particularly their hair roughened abdominals added to the firestorm brewing inside of both of them. Aidan knocked Lucas’ hands away from his cock before he pressed Lucas’ cock against his and closed both his hands over both their cocks and stroked hard.

He moaned together with Lucas, short, sharp gasps of air as he stroked their cocks together. Lucas grasped hold of his shoulders tightly as the pressure steadily built, Aidan grunted as he sped up the already brutal friction. The pressure of Lucas’ hands grasping his shoulders and dragging them down to his ass pushed him over the edge, he roared out as he came. Lucas’ body jerked against his, as he came as well, Aidan kept up the stroking pressure until they were both shaking against each other, his hands fell limply away as the aftershocks of their mutually violent orgasm rocked through them.

“Fuck… that was… intense,” said Lucas as he tried to recover his breath.

Aidan rolled onto his back and panted, “Fuck… it sure was… never come so… hard before.”

***

Lucas breathed heavily as he tried to regain his breath from the orgasm that had torn through him like a thunderbolt, this sudden crazy attraction for his best friend had awakened a hunger inside of him. He wanted to possess, to dominate, to control, he looked over to Aidan, the lights illuminating the sweat glistening on his skin, the ripple of his chest muscles as he tried to catch his breath. He looked up to him to see Aidan watching his chest as well. Then his eyes caught his, the lust in his eyes reflected the desire he had.

This craziness had grasped hold of him and wouldn’t let go, he had only just come harder than he ever had in his life and he was already thickening again, he smirked as he noticed Aidan’s cock thickening as well. Aidan groaned and a visible tremor washed over him, Lucas grinned, he knew exactly what he was going to do. It would be another new experience, but fuck it. They were both drunk and he could still feel the stress riding him.

He pushed up from the mat, feeling Aidan watch him as he walked over to the wall cabinet and pulled open the door and took out the jar of lanolin oil, he smirked as he saw Aidan’s eyes widen slightly. Hunger darkened his eyes as his cock fully thickened, his own cock throbbed with full thickness as he opened the jar and shoved his fingers into the oil then grasped his cock. The contact made him gasp as blazing arrows of sensation shot through him.

Aidan pushed up from the floor and grabbed hold of him, and kissed him brutally, he growled as he grabbed Aidan as tightly and added his own fire to their embrace. “I’m going to fuck you hard Aidan, I’m going to make you come just as hard as you made me.”

His growled declaration made Aidan shudder in his grasp as he shoved him down on the mat with a grunt, he pushed him over on his stomach then with his oiled fingers brushed over the puckered flesh of his ass. Aidan groaned underneath him, bucking against the mat as he rubbed the oil over his skin, then he moaned as he pressed his finger inside his ass. Then another next to it, slowly pressing in, stretching out his ass.

Lucas smirked, “Moan for me buddy, let me hear exactly what I’m doing to you.”

He chuckled as Aidan let out a litany of curse words as he slowly manoeuvred his fingers around, deliberately drawing it out. Torturing him with the pleasure, then he slid his fingers out and oiled his cock further. Pressing the head against his ass, he grasped his hips and pulled him up before he began to push inside, he groaned as he felt as if the pressure and the near overwhelming sensation would blow his mind. He sucked in a gasp as he slowly inched forward, Aidan jerked under him his fingers and toes curled tightly as he moaned canlı casino loudly into the mat.

“Fuck, you’re so tight Aidan. Crushing my cock,” he moaned as he reached under him and grasped hold of Aidan’s cock and stroked hard, squeezing him.

“Fuck! Don’t stop Luc,” desperation lacing his declaration as he pressed him further and teased Aidan’s cock with his solid grip.

Lucas growled as he finally slid all the way in, he couldn’t describe the sensation, fire ran rampant all over his body making the pleasure feel like it was coming from all places as he slid out, then began to push back in. Both of their groans mingled together as he tightened his grip on Aidan’s cock and on his hip, he stroked his fingers over the tip of his cock as he pushed deeper inside of him. Aidan trembled around him, as he began to thrust into him, his thrusts keeping time with him stroking his cock. He wanted more, he wanted to see Aidan as he came apart, he slid out and quickly tossed him on his back and then pressed his cock back inside of him, regain his grasp on Aidan’s cock, but looked up at his eyes, which were drowning in pleasure.

Aidan was drowning in sensation, his rigid grasp on the mat tightened further as Lucas drove deeper into him, the steely grasp on his cock sending blazing fire through his body. Then the sensations were lost, he cried out at the loss of sensation. But then with a powerful force he was thrown on his back, he looked up to see Lucas towering over him. “Fuck, I have to watch you come apart.”

He groaned as Lucas pushed his cock back inside of him and began to move faster than before, grasping his cock again, stroking punishingly. He never realized that either of them would enjoy such rough, brutal sex but the sensations were almost overwhelming. Drowning him in the sensation as Lucas stroked his cock, running his fingers over the tip in time with his now more brutal thrusts. He could hardly breathe as Lucas’ sweat dripped over him.

Even with the mind obliterating level of pleasure burning through him, he was still able to control his actions, He needed to drive Lucas just as wild, he reached up and grasped hold of his hips and shoved him in harder, forcing him to see stars burst in front of him from the impact, then he squeezed Lucas’ cock inside of him. A tremor rushed through Lucas as his movements became erratic, he moaned as Lucas took him with an unrestrained ferocity, stroking his cock harder, more punishingly until it was too much for him to handle any longer.

He roared as he came, his orgasm seized his body and his mind as he came apart, the world was white. The blaze intensifying as Lucas came inside of him, Lucas collapsed on top of him then slid off him to the side. For what felt like an eternity he floated in a haze, then he came too. The sensation of the sparing mat sticking to his sweat slicked back. He looked over to see Lucas with the same blissed-out look he knew he sported. Just because it felt right, he leaned down and kissed him. A warm buzz washed through him just from that simple contact.

“Fuck… just…” muttered Lucas as he tried to get up.

Aidan smirked, he knew the feeling, he could hardly feel his toes and fingers with the post orgasm bliss still washing through his body. He knew they couldn’t stay down here, or they’d fall asleep on the mat. Working his fingers to get the sensation back into them, he stumbled to his feet his back tingling from the ripping sensation as he peeled himself off from the mat. He reached down and helped Lucas back to his feet.

He knew that everything had been utterly changed from this point, but he couldn’t bring himself to care about any of that. He felt too good right now. “We need a shower,” he knew he was slurring his words but that didn’t matter. Slowly they made it out of the room, frequently stumbling as he fought to get his legs working properly. Once they reached the bathroom, the buzz had toned down enough he could take a step without stumbling.

“Fuck it’s like a switch flipped, you’re so fucking sexy Aidan,” said Lucas as he leaned forward and kissed him.

Aidan groaned then pushed him away to say, “I think you’re right, you’re fucking sexy too Lucas. I think we’ve just been pushing that attraction away so much we didn’t even consciously realize it.”

“Shit whatever it is, I like it,”

Aidan smirked and said, “You’ll like it even more when I pay you back and fuck you blind like you did to me.”

Lucas groaned as he pulled open the shower door, with a yank, he pulled Aidan into the shower with him. Then turned the shower on, the water was like needles on his over sensitive skin, restarting the fire blazing inside of him. He wanted to return the favour but didn’t know if he was going to be able to recover enough to pay it out. He leaned back into the hot water coursing over his body and groaned.

Lucas watched him enraptured as the shower water rushed over Aidan’s body, outlining his muscles to perfection as they glistened in the water. Snapping out of his daze he grasped kaçak casino a cloth and soaped it up before pulling him out of the water and began to slowly caress his muscles with the cloth. Scrubbing over every bulge of muscle, exploring his body. When he reached his abs he slowly scraped the cloth over the ripples feeling the muscle tense under the cloth. A soft groan slipped from Aidan as he leaned up against the wall while he trailed the cloth down to his thighs.

He scraped the cloth over the bulges of muscle that formed his thighs and calves before reaching up grasping his cock in the cloth and cleaning it, Aidan sucked in a breath as the fibres of the cloth rolled over his cock. His eyes rolled in his head Lucas cleaned his balls, Lucas stood up and turned Aidan against the wall. “Put your hands on the wall buddy, and I’ll wash your back,” he said as Aidan lifted his hands up against the wall, his back muscles rippling in response. He stroked the cloth over his back, making Aidan shiver in response as he cleaned the sweat from him before cleaning the oil traces from his ass and thighs.

Before Lucas knew it, Aidan had him pressed up against the wall. “My turn buddy.”

A groan slid from him as Aidan pressed the cloth to his arm and began the same almost sensual explore of his muscles, the soap suds running down his skin. He leaned up against the heated tiles and allowed the sensations to run over him as Aidan brushed the cloth over his skin, then over his chest and abs. His stomach tightened as he got closer to his cock, the sense of anticipation grew as Aidan took his time with his legs.

He gasped as Aidan suddenly grasped hold of his cock with the cloth, teasing him. Cleaning off the oil, he groaned as the cloth slid down and grazed his balls. “Put your hands on the wall buddy and I’ll get your back,” the husky, desire accented tone Aidan used rippled through him. Fuck it couldn’t be possible, but he was starting to thicken again just from the aroused tone of his voice. He turned and placed his hands on the wall.

A shudder ripped through him when Aidan kissed his spine before stroking his shoulders and neck with the cloth. Lucas groaned as the cloth slid down his back, the careful swipes over his muscles was driving him crazy. “I’m going to take your ass right here Luc,” Aidan growled from behind him as he opened the soap bottle.

Lucas grabbed hold of the soap shelf as Aidan ran his soap covered fingers over his ass, a moan slipped out as the sensation rushed through him, then another buzz flushed through his body as he realized that this would have been what Aidan had felt when he was preparing him. He cursed as Aidan pushed a finger in then a second one and lubed him up, “Ready buddy?” asked Aidan as his fingers twisted inside of him.

He groaned and pushed back slightly on his fingers, Aidan pulled them out before pressing his cock against his slick ring. He cried out as the sensations tore through him, now he knew how Aidan felt as his cock slowly pushed inside of him, he gasped as one of Aidan’s slick soapy hands wrapped around his cock and slowly started to stroke him. He moaned as Aidan teased the head of his cock and slowly pushed inside of him. “Fuck, squeezing my cock buddy, so tight,” Aidan grunted as he slid all the way in, continuing to tease his cock.

Lucas was finding it hard to stay upright as his fingers and toes clenched from the pleasure raging through his body. He could vaguely hear his own ragged moans over Aidan’s heavy breaths and the pounding splash off the shower. The clouds of steam shrouding them in opaque mist, he was being dragged along with the force of the sharp pleasure radiating through his body, as Aidan picked up his pace sliding into him at a greater rate. Before Aidan pushed out of him suddenly, leaving him bereft as the shower turned off.

Aidan grasped his hips and pulled him away from the wall, he staggered as the maelstrom of savage sensations whirled unsatisfied inside him. Aidan grabbed the towels from the wall, then assisted him into the bedroom. Aidan tossed the towels onto the bed then with a hot smirk shoved him on top of the towels. Lucas watched in fascination as water droplets weaved their way through Aidan’s sparse chest hair and over his abs as he pulled open the bedside drawer and pulled out the lube.

He watched hungrily as Aidan gripped his dick and coated it with the lube then applied a healthy amount to his fingers and shoved his legs apart and pressed his lube coated fingers into his ass. Lucas leaned back on the bed and groaned. He sucked in a deep breath as he stroked his throbbing dick with the lube. “I’m going to make you come so hard Luc, watch you come apart as I fuck you,” Aidan growled at him as he tossed the lube back in the drawer and shoved it shut.

He climbed onto the bed and shoved his legs apart, pushing his cock against the ring of muscle, but before he pushed in he leaned forward and took him in a brutal kiss. Lucas groaned into the kiss as Aidan pressed in, he returned the kiss with as much force as he had left before Aidan took possession of his cock again. He fell back against the bed and moaned as Aidan began to drive into him as he stroked his cock, hard and punishingly, his thumb swirling over the head.

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