Sunday, September 21, 2008

Blowing Myself

The jockstrap that I had worn to the gym for the past week smelled like me - like lifting weights in the gym. It was still moist from my last workout. I took another long deep inhale of my aroma. It was so real and it was purely my scent. I didn't mind that I enjoyed the way I smelled. I turned my head and took a waft from my armpit. Again it was my scent and I liked it.

I gathered the pouch of my jock and put it in my mouth. I had also been shooting my load into it. The idea of my tongue rubbing across the dried load made my cock twitch. I took the jock out of my mouth again and absorbed the scent. I could taste my cum on my tongue as I inhaled through my nose.

I am a connoisseur of men's scents. I don't like stink, I like aroma. The aroma that tells me I'm dealing with a real man and not an image. I use my own scent when I masturbate, and I like it. I wish there was some way to get my nose buried in my own crotch - the space between my balls and thighs, between my balls and asshole. Oh, to get my tongue up my own ass. What a treat that would be.

What do my balls taste like? How fantastic it would feel to suck my own balls. I would know immediately how it felt, so I could apply more or less pressure. It would feel so good, and taste so good, and it would smell like my balls smell after working out at the gym. To lick my taint, to run my tongue gently over my rosebud before pushing the tip - oh, so gently - just past my rosebud but outside the sphincter. That delicious spot just within my asshole. I could respond to the sensations instantly. This would be the most fantastic rim job I had ever given or received. And there are my balls filling my nostrils with the poppers of my own ball sweat.

Since I'm in fantasy mode, it's easy to imagine my tongue just a bit further in my ass than it can actually reach. And I'm cleaner than I can be in real life. I can push my tongue deep into my rectum. I can find my prostate with my tongue and rub it so gently - feeling its hardness. My tongue can push further up into my bowels, pushing it's way gently in deeper than a fist could go and with more control than a dildo. I can find the secret passages that elude the men who fist me.

I can do this for hours - exploring my inner anatomy, tasting myself and filling myself with my tongue. My cock is so hard from this inner exploration. So I can pull out and take my cock into my mouth. It's been leaking. I drink my precum. I imagine I taste fantastic with my gym sweat and precum. And I know what I like in my blow jobs. I take my cock deep down my throat. I lock my lips onto the base of my cock and begin swallowing, and I can feel the muscles of my throat around the head of my cock swallowing. I get all the harder. I pull back and breathe before pushing back down on my cock again. I rock gently with my cock buried to the base of my throat. But then I find myself cumming - too soon. It's too late. I push my cock down my throat and shoot my load into my own stomach. I feel so full. My cum, boiling from my nuts right up and through my cock, blasting down my throat and into my stomach. This is just too hot and my cock keeps pouring semen down my throat. I taste my cum on my tongue as I pull out.

God, that would be so hot!

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Dungeon Gang Bang Fantasy

I am in a dungeon, with my wrists bound behind my back, naked. There's a big muscular hairy man holding me so that I can't get away. He carries me to the center of the room and ties my wrists to a hoist over my head. He cranks a winch on the wall and I'm standing on my toes. He leaves the room for an hour or so. The strain is making me sweat and it drips down my naked body.

After I've lost track of time, he comes back in, but isn't alone. There are 15 or 20 men that file in behind him. They're joking and smoking, making note of my predicament. They seem to appreciate my body, though and my humiliation is turning them on. They take me down and I try to get away, but they are too strong. They completely overpower me and I'm helpless as they bend me over some contraption that puts my butt up in the air and stretches my arms out in front of me. It leaves an area in front of my face free to suck cock while I can be fucked from behind and my hard dripping cock hangs free.

Then I'm gang banged for hours. They rotate between my mouth and my ass. Each cums in my ass and then walks around so that I can clean their cum soaked cocks with my mouth. They also cum in my mouth. They take turns with my ass and mouth and my ass is dripping cum and my belly is full of cum.

As things wind down, they decide I need to be cleaned up. A few men give me piss enemas to clean out the cum. Others piss over the rest of my body to rinse off the sweat and cum. I'm untied and lead to a bed covered in rubber. They tell me it's OK to cum. I begin to masturbate with all the body fluids that cover my body. They help me out by spitting on me and my cock and in my face. They add some more piss. They encourage me and tell me how good I've been at satisfying all their needs and I shoot. I keep shooting for a full two or three minutes just writhing around on the bed in ecstasy, covered in piss, spit and cum. Many of the men have orgasms again and I feel the warm cum landing on me and I feel so happy that I keep cuming forever.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

My First Time

Throughout my childhood, I learned to be embarrassed about my body. I was skinny and felt constantly picked on. And you could forget about using the shower after gym class. What if I popped a boner? I already had people who picked on me for being gay.based solely on the size of my body.

Growing up in Virginia, my family took small vacations to Virginia Beach. At this time, the pier had a public shower. I decided to use it to try and overcome my fear of showering in public. Hopefully no one would come in. It wasn't very busy, so my chances were good.

I was able to get away from my family for a while and went down to the bathhouse. I went inside and looked around. No one was there. I went over and looked into the shower. I was scared, but was determined to practice showering in public without getting an erection

I stripped down and headed over to the shower and began lathering up. I was a little hard, but was doing pretty good. I was convinced no one would notice if I was seen. I was doing pretty good.

Then someone else came in. His hair was blond from being in the sun so much. His body was tan, firm and full and he was a few years older than me. I panicked, but tried to hide it as best I could. I may have got a little harder, but still thought I was hiding it pretty good. So I stayed and prayed to be flaccid.

Then he said something about my semi-hard cock. I tried to shrug it off. Then he said "There's only one thing to do about that." I still shrugged it off and tried to think about anything else to keep from being hard.

Then he asked me to soap up his back.

I was young. I didn't know that what he was asking was anything more than an innocent request. I was still struggling valiantly to stay soft, and decided to help him out. I was rubbing his back with soap when he reached back with his soapy hand and grabbed my cock - which was immediately rock hard as he stroked it.

I was dumbfounded and kept rubbing the bar of soap on his back. Then he stood up straight and really lathered up my crotch and told me to rinse off. I complied and was very excited to be having my first real sexual experience with another adult man.

After I rinsed off, he went down on my dick and sucked on it good. I couldn't believe a man was sucking my hard cock and loving it. I felt so appreciated and beautiful in this man's eyes. I shot my juice down his throat and he swallowed greedily. We weren't done.

He swung me around and told me to look through a hole in the shower to keep a lookout. He soaped up his cock and my ass. I was still standing up when he guided me to bend over. This was my first time and being bent over was a new role for me. I didn't know that I needed to bend over to give him access to my ass. He came close in behind me and put the head of his cock against my virgin ass hole. He made some short quick repeated thrusts and was buried painlessly in my ass.

He started fucking me in the ass. I was ecstatic to have another man inside my body. I was enjoying the feeling of my ass wrapped around his hard cock. He fucked and he came inside me. I felt so special and gifted. I couldn't believe how wonderful this was. I kept his cum inside me for as long as I could, and was again amazed when I finally "let it go." This man had sucked the cum out of my balls and then planted his cum in my bowels and he loved doing it and I loved having him do it.

I went back to the showers on the pier the next day and we did the same thing. This time, I got to taste his cock in my mouth. He wouldn't cum in my mouth and insisted on shooting it up my ass, but I loved the taste of his soapy clean cock just the same.

I got his address and wrote him a graphic letter when I got home. I "lost" his address after he wrote back warning me not to be so graphic in case my parents were to find it. I felt embarrassed and ashamed, but I wish I had kept his address for future visits. The showers on the Virginia Beach pier are gone now. That is such a shame.