Date: Wed, 20 Jul 2022 12:59:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: M <kicknbounce@yahoo.com>
Subject: Karate Kismet Climax Cum

"Karate Kismet Climax Cum"

By Kicknbounce


 I was 14 years old when my mom sent me to live with my dad and stepmom.
Coming from a big city after having run away for a year prior, I was used
to the streets and the hustle of life in the 'urban jungle', so the
smallish, 'Podunk' town in Northern California was very SLOW to me and I
got very bored.

    I hung out with other skateboarders, most of them unimaginative, not
too bright, mostly pussies and always doing something kind of lame. We'd
do beer runs and smoked a lot of weed. I fucked dozens of girls and
started smoking cigarettes. In fact, I could get a pack of Marlboro Reds
at the 24-hour gas station about eight blocks from my house for 53 cents.
I would sneak out my window, walk or skateboard to the station, grab a
pack of smokes and go exploring. Sometimes I'd go straight home, but
found myself bored to tears, alone at night while everybody else slept.

    After a half a dozen nighttime visits, I started getting to know the
clerk at the Arco Station. A thirty-something guy with light brown hair
and a big moustache. He was an interesting dude and friendly too, so at
one or two in the morning, he was a welcome break in an otherwise
uneventful night. I would occasionally chat with him for an hour or more
about everything from girlfriends to motorcycles to Karate. There was a
rumor among some locals that he was gay, which didn't faze me at all, but
I limited who saw me there chatting with him as I didn't need any rumors
about myself getting started.

    I was an extremely good-looking kid with brown, wavy hair, deep hazel
eyes and a look that could get me in and out of trouble. I was very adult
looking for my age at about 5'10'' and 189 pounds and I had hair on my
chest. I always thought my body was made for sex because I had a fairly
large, circumcised, beautifully formed dick, big, swollen, hairless balls
and I had no hair on my ass, a small whisp of light hair under my
armpits, and a little peach-fuzz on my lower legs, (legs which were very
muscular and tanned from all the skateboarding I'd done my whole life).
The coup-de-graw was that I had a stellar backside. A decidedly perfect
ass. One of the best posteriors many people had ever seen. I'd been told
by many girls and women since age 11 or 12 and I took pride in showcasing
my round, bubble butt in my tight Levi's. I was also aware of how many
women, even older ones, liked my teenaged backside. Many of them often
stared at my crotch too. My large bulge was clearly outlined with the
ridges along the glans of my dick pushing the denim fabric of my
bell-bottom Levi's taut. I always stayed clean and well-groomed, and I
kept my pubes trimmed and shaved, (although that was a huge secret back
then).

    Anyway, it turns out, my friend, the clerk at 24-hour Arco Gas
Station was a black belt in Karate. He was competitive and in phenomenal
shape. His name was Joe, and he was about 32 years-old at the time. He
was a couple inches taller than me, muscular and he had the kind of
manly, yet mildly feminine features that made a guy "cute' to women,
rather than rugged or handsome. I'd seen him in sweatpants a few times
and subconsciously knew that he too, had a big, low swinging dick on him.
He sometimes would fondle it while chatting me up during many of our late
nights. Joe was truly interested in my life, and we'd chat about martial
arts, his latest tournaments, my life and times in my new, small-town
home, but Joe would almost always steer the conversation around to my
body or my good looks. He never skipped a beat and used every opportunity
to tell me how gorgeous I was. He told me there were women customers who
would come in and talk to Becky, the stations owner, as neighborhood
women do. Only these ladies would ask Becky where I was, what was my
name, etc.

    One night, I got there around 2am and found Joe icing his hamstring.
He explained how he'd bruised and pulled a muscle there and eventually
hauled out an ACE bandage and asked me to help him wrap his leg. I agreed
and went around the back of the shack.
    The little booth from which he worked was cramped and he had to lean
back as he opened the door for me to enter. There was only one seat, a
barstool, which Joe would sit on as he worked. At this time of night, it
was 99% dead with only the occasional customer stopping in off the
freeway to gas up, pay at the pump and drive off. Joe shut and locked the
door, joking about how he'd finally got me where he wanted me. We both
chuckled and Joe warned me that in order to wrap his leg, he had to take
his pants off. "As long as we don't get spotted", I told him glancing
around the empty streets and parking areas.

    Joe undid his belt and unbuttoned his waistband. I had noticed that
he had a strapping, big bulge tenting the front of his pleated uniform
pants, but said nothing and remained innocent, (really). He unzipped his
slacks and let them fall to the floor in a heap. He was wearing briefs
without the fly-flap, just the thin, almost sheer fabric on the front. I
was surprised at the size and shape of his package! I didn't think a guy
his build could pack that much meat. His light grey Jordache briefs
hugged his pelvic region tightly. His large, distended junk-pile strained
the thin fabric which barely held the weighty array of male genitalia. A
dark, wet patch about the size of a dime had imprinted on the front of
the underwear at the tip of his cock and it looked to be getting larger.
An aroma that smelled a bit like sweet soap and musk, wafted throughout
the tiny booth. Joe laughed a little when he saw that I was looking at
the wet patch on his briefs.

     "Heh, heh, heh... See what you do to me?", he quipped as he cupped a
hand under his big ball sack and squeezed for emphasis.

I was slightly disgusted, and I told him so.

     "Yechhh!....That's so gross!", I looked away, grimacing in
exaggerated distaste.

     Secretly, I was becoming slightly curious as to what his dick might
look like. Joe sat on the stool and without any available surfaces on
which to rest his injured leg, we opted for the only choice which was to
rest his calf on my shoulder so I could wrap his thigh. I squatted down
as he hiked his foot up over my shoulder and allowed me access to the
injury. The back of his thigh sported a big, dark purple bruise, an
injury he gotten during a tournament that past weekend. We chatted about
how it happened and what he was doing to treat the injured muscle. The
entire time I was aware of his swollen balls and his leaking cock mere
inches from my face.

    Joe was eyeing me intently but was obviously amused at my discomfort.
As usual, he kept steering our conversation back to the topic of sex. I'd
try to change the subject, but he was relentless with his teasing and
goading.

      I dutifully wrapped his thigh and fastened it with one of the
little metal clips that ACE bandages have to secure them. As I went to
fasten the second one, I dropped it. It tumbled off my bent knee and fell
under the stool out of sight. Instinctually, I swiped and grasped at it
trying to retrieve it. As I did so, my forehead and ear mashed into Joes
aroused package.
I felt the softness of his cum swollen balls and the rigidity of his semi
erect penis on the side of my face.
     That scent Joe always carried around him suddenly intensified. It
occurred to me that what I was smelling EVERY time i was around him, was
his cum laden balls.
     It WAS a pure accident, but apparently Joe, being so fucking gay,
very horny and eager to play, was so stimulated by just the touch of my
face against his over sensitized member, began to ejaculate into the
fabric of his Jordache briefs.  Without ANY further stimulation from me,
he was cumming freely, without touching his excited member.

     'Oh! Uhh! Oh! FFffffUUUUUck!!!", He stammered as my face made
contact and I pulled away.

    His hips shot up off the seat and he thrusted his pelvis into my
forehead, skidding and sort of missing as he did so.
    I DID feel a slight spasm as he tried to press himself hard against
my forehead. I pulled back as he humped forward trying to press his
dick-meat into my face.

   I could practically taste the cummy discharge and it was obvious he
was spurting out his seminal fluid. The dark splotch on the front of his
grey underwear expanded and grew to cover the entire front pouch panel.

   Joe shuddered, convulsed weakly and undulated his hips as his balls
let go. "OH GOD! Oooooh! OHMYGOD! OHFUCKINGSHITICAMESOHARD! Holy shit
dude!!", he gasped, panting from the accidental orgasm.

    The aroma of man-cum, testosterone and clean, musky-soap, filled the
booth now as I was still crouched down on the floor between his open
thighs.

      "Oh, damn dude! Did you just shoot off in your pants because my
forehead touched your dick?!" I asked incredulously as I wiped my brow
with the back of my hand.

   Joe looked genuinely sorry and surprised at himself.


    "I'm SO sorry dude!" He smiled thinly and apologized some more, meek
and cautious.

     Awkward silence ensued and I couldn't decide whether I was offended
or entertained at his apparent faux pas. I stared at his cummy crotch as
he began to get himself together. He reached down with two fingers and
lifted the waist band of his underwear up. It was sticky and wet, a very
messy state of things down there. I watched as his still hard prick
bobbed just above his hairless mound, strands of ejaculate clinging to
his balls, pubic mound and shaft. A white, shiny dollop of sperm oozed
from the small slit of his erection and joined the rest of his hot mess.

I had a sneer across my mouth and my brow furrowed in disgust, but inside
myself, I was weak with lust! God! THAT was amazing! What a prize slab of
manhood! I WAS genuinely disgusted and repulsed at the thought of Joe
being so wound-up that he splooged himself when the wind blew. But I
secretly prided myself on being able to turn somebody on so much that
they'd lose control like that. I scoffed as he apologized sheepishly. The
thought of his balls being so full of pent-up sperm, while initially
disgusting, began to turn itself over in my mind. His juice was so backed
up because of ME! My aesthetic, my aroma, the sight of my exceptionally
plump bubble butt, all of it had Gay Joe experiencing a Blue Balls,
climactic episode. I suddenly felt so bad for the guy I briefly imagined
what it would be like to lean in and softly kiss his full lips and caress
him assuring him it was okay. I snapped back to reality, but an impure,
pornographic train of thought had begun in my imagination.

   In the blink of an eye, something came over me. A switch inside me
inexplicably flipped on and a feeling of salacious desire surged within
me. I am a passionate person but the feeling of lecherous hunger welling
up inside me was startling. I suddenly and swiftly leaned forward,
pressing my lips over and onto his exposed manhood, then using only my
mouth, swallowed his meat whole.

     "OH FUCK!" Joe yelped in surprised delight. He opened his legs wide
as to submit his genitals to me.

     "OHHH GODDAMNIT DUDE!! Oh, fuck that's SO FUCKING GOOD!" He
exclaimed grabbing my head and humping into my face.


      I took the whole shaft and some of his scrotum into my mouth and
buried it deep, deep into my gullet.
 My nose was crushed up against his pubic mound and I inhaled sharply,
filling my lungs with his heady scent. I fought the gag reflex and
chortled around his fuck-shaft. Spit and precum drooled out of the
corners of my stuffed mouth as I sucked air in through my nostrils. The
apricot sized knob of his tool wedged into my clutching throat, and I
gagged a little before stifling the reflex and swallowing hard around the
spongy knob in my neck.

    The texture and smell of sperm across my tongue and the roof of my
mouth was a bit shocking to me, but the sensation of the cut ridges of
his engorged, nicely circumcised glans was mind altering and was turning
me on pretty strongly.
    Actually, within a few seconds, the thought of what I was doing and
the raunchy, taboo nature of it began to turn me on like nothing ever had
before! I deep throated his cudgel and ate the cum off of him. Wet,
gurgles and gagging sounds emanated from my face and Joe was going wild
with lust. He shook and shuddered as he whispered his approval to me.

     "Ooooooooohh Yeeeaaahhhhh! Oh, fuck Buddy!! Oh, my Gawwd you're
making' my dick hard as fuck again!" He groaned.
     'Awwwwwwww fuck yer gonna make my shoot my cum again"

     My head swam and my dick became super hard and snaked down my
pant-leg. I sucked air
 into my lungs through my nose as I lewdly gobbled his semen-soaked meat.
He immediately grew fully erect, and his now freed shaft seemed twice as
large as before. He had no pubic hair and the slick, smoothness of his
genitalia was just one of the factors turning me on so much. Joe reached
down the back of my pants and felt around my slot trying to finger my
boy-hole.
 My own erection pressed and strained my jeans, and I felt my balls
swelling up with boiling cum.


     Joe stood us up and frantically grabbed my shirt sleeve, pulling me
out of the booth, locking the door behind us. Joe carried his pants in
one hand and guided me with the other. We slipped into the darkened
building a few feet away and landed on the desk of the service bay. It
was still hot at 3am and the faint smell of gasoline and male
sex-pheromone filled the air.

   He quickly unbuttoned my jeans, I tore them off and chucked them
aside, my now nude form exposed, my hard cock bobbing and waving in the
warm summer air, drooling precum and throbbing obscenely. Joe shucked his
semen, soaked underwear. His still hard dick bumped into my own boner,
and he gripped me around the waist, pulling me into him so that our
crotches mashed together. I gasped and panted heavily, taken with the
immense pleasure and unbridled lust that was sparking inside me. We
ground our genitals together hard and Joe French-kissed me like a man
would tongue-kiss a woman. We locked mouths using full tongue, slimy
spit, tonsils, teeth and gums. It freaked me out at first and the
contrast of a man's mustache and raspy whiskers against the soft, warm,
slippery orifice that danced and fucked my own mouth was a lot to get
used to, but then the male pheromones kicked in and I suddenly couldn't
get enough of him. I vacuumed his tongue into my mouth and sucked on it
like a dick. He chewed on my lower lip, and I slurped at his. His slimy,
frothy saliva mingled with mine and sent my senses into sexual overdrive.
He moaned his excitement at that and did it to me too. Soon we were both
whimpering and groaning like horny bitches in heat. We were going fully
pornographic with one another and both of us seemed ready to go deep.


    My GOD! What a turn on! It was one of the most forbidden, nasty,
erotically mysterious acts a teenaged boy could think to do. Always very
heterosexual and somewhat of a tough-guy, here I was initiating gay sex
with a gay man in an unlocked building on the busiest intersection in my
little Red Neck town. 142 minutes from now, every resident and citizen,
school-kid or public servant will pass through here not twenty feet away!

     My erect and leaking dick, slipping and sliding up against another
hard, cut, male, organ was almost too much for me. It was considered
forbidden and extremely taboo, which only made it that much hotter to me.
My head rushed and I felt more excited than I'd ever felt before. The
sweet, musky scent of male sex filled my head. I could smell his cum
filled balls and the pre-cum that drooled from his engorged dick. I
gasped and moaned at the sight of our entangled genitalia, dueling and
battling together lewdly between us. The sensation of the cut ridges of
our swollen glands, slipping and sliding against each other, the slick,
smooth, stiffness of our slithery spikes mashed against the other and the
fluid filled cushion of our hairless, cum-filled balls pressing together,
caused me to gasp and moan with lust and I was carried away by the odd,
new sensation of it all.

My throbbing, teenaged cockmeat dribbled and drooled translucent fluid
and I almost shot my cum wad all over his shaved pubic mound. I had to
flex my abs and my perineum to hold back my climax.

The bare skin where there was normally hair was such a massive turn-on
for me and the strangeness of a totally hairless male package dueling
with my own, took my breath from me.
I involuntarily groaned and shuddered as I thrust my hips harder into
him. He gripped my balls around their base and used his other hand to
fondle my rock-hard shaft, jacking it roughly.
"Ohhh F-Fuck!" I gasped as a small amount of semen squirted out of the
tip of my spasming shaft. My nuts quivered and my legs nearly buckled as
my body grew weak with shameless desire.
   He reached up under my tank-top and pinched my erect nipple and I
winced in surprised delight. The feeling of being 'manhandled' excited me
even further. The feeling in my nipple shot right down to my dick and
then straight to my quivering asshole. He leaned in and kissed my chest
and bit my erect nipples before sucking on them violently. He gripped one
of my creamy, white ass-globes and peeled it roughly aside, stretching my
eager hole.
   "Oh Gawwd! This feels SO fucking GOOD! I wanna feel you play with my
butthole! Please will you finger my asshole?", I blurted out, horniness
taking command of my speech.
   Joe sucked air through closed teeth and quickly spun me around so that
I faced away from him. He put his hand on my neck and pushed gently,
bending me over the desk. There was just enough light in the back of the
darkened station that I could see a partial reflection of the graphic
scene. I bent at the waist and opened my stance as wide as I could so
that my balls swung down between my open thighs. My cock jutted straight
out in front of me but was still accessible to him.

    I arched my back seductively and stuck my tush out as far as I could,
opening myself to this randy, gay stud. Joe dropped to his knees and spit
on my exposed butthole. THAT turned me on big-time, and I hummed in
delight as I felt his wad of spit ooze wetly across my anus then down my
swollen balls. The cold air contrasted his hot breath as he gripped each
of my smooth, creamy, teenage ass-globes and pulled them roughly apart. I
gasped as he did this and felt my eager fuck-hole clench then relax. The
anticipation of feeling him play with my virgin anus was building and I
pushed myself backward toward his face. He spit on my hole again, using
more saliva this time. I shook and whimpered hornily as i felt more of
his wet spit run down my hairless balls.
   "OH MY GOD!", I moaned.
   "Oh F-fffuuuck!! P-pleeease! Play with my hole Joe!", I pleaded as I
wriggled my perfectly formed rump lustfully.
    "Mmmmmmmm!Uh-huh!!!Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" He mumbled excitedly, pulling my
ass melons roughly apart exposing my hairless sphincter.

    Suddenly, I felt him wash and wipe his hot tongue across my pucker
and the most sensual, blissful sensation I'd ever felt shot through my
whole body like soft, fluid electricity.
   "OH MY GOD! OHHHHH F-FUUUUUCK!! OH, MY GAWWWD!! OOOOHHHHH J-JOE!!
TH-that f-feels SOOOO fucking gooood!", I wailed hornily sticking my
fanny out even further and pressing back against his hot licker.
    Adrenaline and serotonin surged throughout my body, starting in my
chest and branching outward to all of my appendages. My whole body
tickled and shuddered with pure, unparalleled lust. Wanton greed,
lascivious excitement and animal hunger swaddled my body and permeated my
mind. I was eager to consume every debauched sensation that overtook my
senses. I growled hornily and rolled my hips around on his busy mouth.

     "TH-that f-feels SOOOO fucking gooood!" I repeated, panting and
whimpering. "Oh, My Gaawwwwd that's SO FUCKING HOT!!"
His moustache brushed my ass-lips as his wet mouth slurped at my hungry
hole.

   Joe licked and sucked at my pucker greedily, washing and glossing my
spasming anus with copious amounts of slimy, man-spit. He kissed and
chewed at it like it was a pair of lips. His mustache continued to tickle
my chasm from my pernium to my lower back and the contrast between his
soft, wet mouth and the manly stubble working on my hole only served to
remind me that it was, in fact, a male that was pleasuring me. He ate me
out like an animal possessed and it only caused me to further submit my
asshole to his insatiable whims.
      Eventually he rolled his tongue and stuck it up my butthole as he
reached between my trembling thighs and grabbed my fully erect, 7-inch
cock and my swollen, softball sized nuts. He pulled my entire package
backwards and out between my ass-cheeks so that it stuck out behind me
like some lewd, fleshy tail. I gasped and moaned with each new sensation
and let him take total control of me. He sucked my cock meat into his
throat and squeezed my balls so that he was now servicing my cock from
behind. He bobbed and stroked my shaft with his talented throat then
alternately lapped and chewed at my welcoming asshole.

   "OH, GAWWWD YESSS JOE! FUCK YESS!! OH, MY GAWWWD THAT'S LIKE HEAVEN!!
SUCK MY DICK JOE! EAT MY FUCKING BUTTHOLE JOE!!" I exclaimed as he
pleasured me.
    I was so elated and taken by this new sensation, I threw all
reservations to the wind and gave in to my carnal lust and unbridled
passion of man-on-man sex.

   He ate my boy cunt and sucked my dick from behind for about twenty,
blissful minutes. I was so turned on by then, my lust-filled mind was
dropping inhibitions like heavy rocks, and I was welcoming and taking
more and more of Joe's manhandling.
   I opened my stance really wide and leaned forward, gripping my knees
and arching my back. My smooth, white tush stuck out lewdly, and my balls
hung down between my open thighs. My erect shaft dripped pre-cum into a
growing puddle on the floor.

    Joe grunted and sauntered up behind me. He went bow-legged and
mounted me like a mating dog. He wiped his drooling glans up and down my
ass crevice and without pause, slipped his dick into my welcoming, virgin
fuck-hole. I gasped and whimpered as it rammed my sweet spot which caused
me to squirt my pre-jizz all over the floor and even reaching an office
chair nearby. I bucked and squealed in horny abandon, sticking my smooth,
round tush out so he could mount it better and fuck it deeper. It hurt
but felt so good at the same time. After a couple seconds, any pain or
discomfort vanished and only sheer, profane pleasure enveloped me.
My asshole opened up easily and eagerly as he plugged his rock-hard,
circumcised cock into me and buried it. He stiffened and froze and
without any fucking at all, he climaxed up into my butt-pussy. He
shuddered and gripped me by the hips, holding still as his balls emptied
up into my virgin male-cunt. I arched my back and wriggled my ass around
as I squeezed and milked his pulsating dick with my anus.

    "Oh GAWWWD!! OOOOHHHHH F-F-F-FUUUUUUUUCKKK!", He cried out, unable to
control his volume or his climax.
    "Are you cumming?!?" I asked, a bit concerned as I didn't know what
another male's sperm would do to me if it got squirted up into my belly.

 I knew it must have felt amazing to him to penetrate my tight, willing,
teenaged asshole.
    "Oh GAWWWD YESSSSS!!" He wailed, convulsing his member inside me.
   "OH, MY GAWWD DUDE!"  He panted, moaned and cried out in ecstasy as he
ejaculated up inside my horny fuck chasm.

    I could feel his sperm load filling my young butthole. It was hot and
slippery, and my ass chewed at his dick, wanting more of it. He shuddered
for a couple minutes as he held me still.

    "I've NEVER cum so fast or so hard my entire life!" He sighed.

    The hot dick nectar leaked out and smeared my ass crevice as he
inseminated me. His cock-hose spurted what felt like a quart of cum
inside me. He bit my neck from behind and I inhaled his heady, musky
man-scent. I could smell our semen and spermy, pheromone laced aroma
which filled the small, grimy office in the back of the gas station. He
stayed inside me for several minutes, pulsating his dick-meat and
stirring it around in my sperm filled chasm. Eventually his cock slipped
out of me and an ass-load of sperm spilled out, splattering onto the cold
concrete below me. I felt empty but satisfied... I still felt horny and
surprisingly, I wanted more right away but morning was approaching fast.
He gave me a carton of smokes and asked if I wanted a ride home. I
declined but told him how hot the whole night had been. I walked home
carrying my skateboard and felt his hot cum sluicing around my
well-fucked butthole. It soaked my underwear and pants as I walked. By
the time I got home I was so horny again, I had to jack-off before I
showered and slept.

     I came back two nights later and without any fanfare or discussion,
I let Joe reach down my pants and finger my asshole. I allowed him to
kiss me deeply, using our tongues to explore each other's mouths. We
ended up naked again, locked inside the restroom this time. The smell of
testosterone and piss was affecting my young senses and it made me horny
in a rather perverted way. I began having lewd thoughts like getting peed
on or getting gang-fucked and other raunchy thoughts. At one point, I
mounted Joes hips, squatting over him as his big, oiled erection waved in
the air. I placed his drooling knob at my sphincter and sat down on it.
The overwhelming feeling in my ass and up inside my belly was
spellbinding! I was drunk with X-rated passion and bawdy desire! I
bounced on him, riding his big dick like a bronco until we both unloaded
our sperm, he up my ass, deep into my belly and mine sprayed all over his
chest and face. I didn't even have to stroke my dick meat! It just
started spurting from the feeling in my fuck-hole! I liked the feeling of
all that fluid being squirted up my ass-cunt and eventually, with my
perverted thinking, I asked him if such a thing was possible, if he'd pee
in my butt. He liked that idea and he got harder at the suggestion, so we
had to calm down a bit before he softened enough to deliver his hot,
bladder full of man-piss up into my eager male twat. It stretched my
young belly and I felt like I would burst, but I managed to hold it all
until I got home where I finally released all that cum and piss as I
showered and jacked myself off to yet another orgasm.

     I turned 15 the following Summer. But for the next 18 months, in
that tiny town, Joe and I would pleasure each other whenever I wanted to
show up. He'd eat me out for hours and after turning my ass-lips to warm
butter, he'd sodomize me and inseminate my horny, faggot butt-pussy. He'd
cum inside me and plant that fertile seed up my 15-year-old ass-cunt
whenever I came to visit him at night. He showed me how to shave down
there, how to play with and prepare my ass for getting dicked and how to
wear jockstraps, cock-rings and all kinds of homoerotic and kinky things
I still do to this day. I wish I'd stayed in touch with Ol' Gay Joe. I'd
gladly thank him for turning my asshole into a pussy, for the filthy
first time he gave me