Date: Fri, 6 May 2005 11:33:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Daniel Blue <danielblue45@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Six Cocks In The Park

Martin grew up in a real small town where there were just three kinds of
guys. The first kind was the one who always had a girlfriend on his arm.
The second kind hung around with his buddies drinking beer, being loud and
silly and were generally to be avoided.  And then there were freaks like
him who didn't fit in. At least, that was how he saw himself.

Martin knew that he didn't want a girlfriend. Neither did he want to hang
out with the macho guys and talk about sport and cars, although he often
fantasized about these very same guys. And once, when he walked by a group
who loved teasing him they had turned around and mooned him. How his heart
had pounded and his face flushed as he drank in the sight of those pale,
smooth and firm bubble butts. Two or three of the guys had pulled their
cheeks apart so Martin was able to see right into the crack. The sight of
those little rosebuds nestled in their nest of fur with big fat balls
hanging below had made him go weak at the knees. He'd stopped dead in his
tracks, even though he knew it was dangerous to do so, but his legs just
would not move. It felt like hours that he stood their memorizing each ass
but it was only seconds and the guys soon pulled their shorts up and made
some rude comment.

What Martin wanted was a man. He wanted a man that loved cock and ass, a
man that would hug him and kiss him and hold his hand and poke his
hole. And in his little town there seemed precious little chance of finding
such a man so he was terribly isolated. And the more isolated he felt the
more he withdrew from anyone trying to be friendly.

And then he met Rob. Rob was new to town and he had stopped Martin to ask
for directions. Martin's lust glands went into overdrive as he took in the
sight of this beautiful dark eyed stud with his sexy, hairy legs, well
developed chest and arms and incredibly fine, shapely ass. When he smiled
Martin felt like he was the only other person in the world. Those beautiful
white teeth dazzled him and took him into a daydream so deep that Rob had
to gently tap him on the shoulder to get him back to the real world.

It wasn't long, however, before Rob had linked up with the band of beer
drinking buddies. The first time Martin walked by and saw Rob hanging out
the guys his heart sank. But Rob waved and called out to Martin to come
over. Martin was torn. He loved the attention he received from this
handsome stud but the other guys made him uncomfortable.

'Don't you know that guy is gay?' one of the guys asked Rob.

'Who cares?' he shot back, and to prove his point he put his arm around
Martin.

It was simply a protective, defiant gesture but Martin felt faint. He had
to get away before he got a hardon. He made his excuses and left.

About three days after that Craig, one of the macho studs that Martin had
always found attractive, approached him in the street.

'Hey Martin,' he said 'are you really gay?'

Martin just blushed, unsure how to answer.

'I've got this friend.' Craig said ' he told me he let a gay guy blow him
once.'

Martin just blushed deeper red. Craig was the guy who filled his dreams
most often. He was big and buff and blonde with big, blue eyes and a face
that was pretty than handsome. Even though he was twenty he hadn't yet
started shaving and his cheeks looked satin smooth; his lips were the most
amazing sezy shape and of a cherry red ripeness. The only flaw Craig had,
in Martin's eyes, was that his butt was a little too big.  He was probably
quite aware of it because he always seemed to wear his shirts over his
shorts and when he wore jeans it was like there was two hogs having a
tussle back there, bouncing up and down as he walked.

'You guys are all such macho studs' Martin said with all the sarcasm he
could muster, 'I don't see why you need to be having sex with guys. I
though chicks jumped when you snapped your fingers.'

'Don't believe a fuckin word of it.' Craig said. 'I've never even been laid
yet. I don't think the other guys have either. Not really. They all just
lie about it.'

Having said that Craig seemed to lose his nerve. He blushed and shrugged.

'Well, I'd best be getting on.' he said, then added 'By the way, what's
going on between you and Rob?'

Martin just smiled and walked on. He felt so deliciously sexy for the first
time in is life.  He'd always been the outsider, the sissy as he thought
the other guys saw him. But now he was starting to attract attention.
People were curious about him! And he was damn curious about Craig's
cock. What did it look like. Was it big or small, cut or not, pink or
brown. And what about his balls. He already knew he had a big barrel of a
butt, but was it smooth or hairy, unblemished or spotty.

A week later Martin was sitting alone in the small park on the edge of
town, reading a book under the shade of tree when Craig approached him. He
stood above Martin.

'What are you reading?' he asked.

Martin showed him the book.

'I'm not wearing any underwear.' Craig said.

Martin's could feel his throat go dry. What was Craig up to?

'Why are you telling me this?' he asked.

In reply Craig simply took Martin's hand and pressed it up along the smooth
thigh of his left leg and under his shorts. It was true! Martin was
touching the satiny smooth flesh of Craig's big butt. What was he meant to
do now? Surely he should withdraw his hand and Craig would have a laugh at
his expense and it would all be over. Martin looked around the park; it was
empty. His hand was trapped in the crack of Craig's meaty ass and although
his head said to withdraw it his balls said no. He stroked deeper and
deeper into his first man mound until his fingers just brushed against
Craig's pucker.

Martin's own cock was hard now and he didn't care if anyone saw it . He got
down on his knees and started fondling Craig's fat nuts. There were smooth
and felt delicious in his hand. He looked up at Craig who had his eyes
shut. Martin's fingers travelled a little higher until they found their
prize. At last the mystery was revealed; Craig's cock was very thin and
about five inches long but so incredibly hard that Martin could almost feel
it slicing into his twitching asshole.

He brought his hand out of Craig's shorts and sniffed them. He was smelling
a man for the first time and he loved it. Craig was shocked as he watched
Martin groove on the funk of his ass. Shocked but also so fucking turned on
his head was in a spin. He needed sex, right now!

'Man, suck my cock.' Craig croaked.

Martin looked around. Although the park was still empty, and he was hornier
than he had ever been in his life, it was a risk he could not take. A
little ways away was a hut where the park gardener kept his tools. Martin
had already seen him leave and he knew it was never locked so he suggested
they go in there.

Craig was practically on Martin's tail as they made their way to the hut
and the moment they closed the door behind them he took off his T-shirt and
lowered his shorts. His cock and balls looked so incredibly beautiful
jutting out of his big, fuzzy blonde bush that Martin wanted a moment to
fix them in his memory for life. But Craig had other ideas.

'Please buddy...do me!' he begged.

Martin went down on his knees and took hold of Craig's cock. It strained
within its own skin, so incredibly hard it was. His cock was pale but the
knob was now quite red and coated with secretions from Craig's foreskin
that had ridden right back to form part of his shaft skin. Martin kissed
along the length of Craig's cock, nibbling it from base to eye.  This was
his very first dick and he wanted to love it the best way he knew how. As
he kissed he stroked those wonderfully smooth thighs and that meaty ass
that he was rapidly beginning to grow fond of. Craig's ass was incredibly
firm and oh so very smooth. He decided that in his next day dream he would
fuck that big, beefy butt.

Craig sighed and stroked his smooth, flat belly as Martin took his cock
into his mouth.  That warm mouth closed around his cockhead and Martin's
wet tongue swirled all around his sensitive knob, probing his slit from
which an ooze of precum seeped out. Craig was mumbling incoherently
now. This blojob was all he had ever dreamed it would be. The only thing
was in his dreams it was some sexy woman loving his cock with her mouth,
not a guy, but a horny dude had to do what he needed to do to get his rocks
off!

Suddenly there was a commotion. A shaft of sunlight filled the hut as the
door burst open.

'Shhiiiiit!' came the cry. 'What the fuck are you doing?'

Martin looked round and saw Gerry, Paul, Steve, Chuck and Rob standing
there.

Craig pulled up his shorts with such force that Martin's face got yanked
out of the way.

Martin was still down on his knees, unsure of how he was ever going to live
this down when he saw Rob unzip and haul out a beautiful fat, long snake of
a cock. He peeled the skin back revealing a bright pink tip and advanced
towards Martin who instantly started suckling on this dream cock. He went
totally crazy, feeding on that gorgeous hog knowing that Rob's straight
friends were all watching.

When Martin came up for air he noticed that Craig was naked again and was
standing there with a hard cock in hand. He slowly jerked Rob's cock while
sucking on Craig's thin spear. This time Craig had no inhibitions; he went
wild, bucking his hips and pinching his tiny pink nipples as his cock was
devoured by the much more confident Martin. All too soon he saw stars and
cried out in delight as he lost his first load down some body's throat. The
other guys cheered as Craig withdrew his spent cock and Martin went back to
Rob's big eight inch throbber.

He tugged at Rob's shorts and they were soon down around his ankles. His
balls were quite small and very fuzzy and when slipped his hands onto his
butt he found it too was very hairy.  Rob withdrew his cock and started
gently slapping it against Martin's forehead. There was a strangled cry and
then Steve stripped off and pressed his fat, circumcised stubby into
Martin's ear. He was so fucking horny he just needed to poke a hole. Martin
grabbed hold of it and licked around the massive ridge before swallowing
him down. Two minutes later Steve groaned and his thick spunk oozed out of
his slit and filled Martin's mouth.

Steve dressed and left the hut while Martin went back to Rob's brown
cock. It was just the right fit for his hand and mouth, but he certainly
wouldn't have liked to try it up his virgin ass. Craig's cock would be
ideal for that. Martin stroked Rob's furry thighs and tickled his little
nuts and loved his cock to the point of no return. He heard a grunt and
then a powerful jet of joy juice blasted into the back of his throat
followed by another and another. Eight spurts later Rob whimpered and
withdrew his over sensitive cock from Martin's mouth.

Martin greedily looked around for his next piece of meat. Gerry's cock was
about seven inches long with a distinct curve to the left. The circumcision
scar was a distinct brown ring on the milky white shaft of his cock that
was thicker at the base than it was at the tip.  It slid easily into the
back of Martin's throat and all he had to do was caress his low hanging
funbags for them to give up their sauce.

Chuck was next with a cock that was quite the longest of the lot, about
nine and a half inches but every bit as thin as Craig's. It felt really
good in Martin's hand and even better sliding into the back of his
throat. Chuck's smooth brown balls sat up close to his body and he loved
the feel of Martin's fingers delicately stroking them. But it was when
Martin's fingers went behind Chuck's balls and strayed into his crack that
he really went crazy. He opened his legs wider and didn't object when
Martin's fingertip began to press into the jelly slick of his asshole. But
when Martin rammed his finger in Chucked cursed as his knees buckled and he
lost his load to the horny cock sucker. He quickly eased himself off
Martin's finger before any of his buddies could see what had happened.

That left just Paul, who hauled out the most beautiful cock of all. It was
a work of art and Martin went absolutely wild as he worked lips and tongue
down the bulging shaft and arrow shaped head. His fingers stroked Paul's
big balls and cupped and tugged at the cheeks of his neat tight ass. This
cock he could have loved all day but Paul was in a hurry. Already his
friend's were becoming a little embarrassed by what they had done. He
grabbed old of Martin's face and started face fucking him. Martin could
hardly breathe as that big cock rammed in an out of his mouth, his nostrils
pressed into Paul's sweaty black bush. Martin's own cock was glued to his
underpants by all the precum that had seeped out of him.

He quickly unzipped and got it out. His hand flew up and down the shaft as
he awaited the last load of the day. It was a race against time. Could he
cum before Paul withdrew. It was then he felt a hand stroke his ass,
tickling his hole before a finger was roughly forced into him. Everything
happened at once. Martin's asshole clamped down on the invading finger, he
saw stars, his cock started spraying his jism across Paul's legs and Paul
grunted and flooded his mouth with the best tasting cream of the day.

Martin just knelt there and licked his lips while the guys all stuffed
themselves away and left the hut. Martin was hopeful that it would not be
the last time his services were needed.

Copyright 2005 Daniel Blue
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