Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2012 15:54:18 -0800 (PST) From: s s Subject: The Beach Boy and the Muscle Guy This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now. This work is not permitted to be displayed or reproduced in any form, specifically on any website or internet site, except by specific permission of the author. Let me know what you think -- If you like my work and let me know, I'll be more likely to write more. You can contact me at subanalslut@yahoo.com. I'd love to hear from you and I will accept all valid comments and criticism. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I just graduated from college. I enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past to write about my experiences growing up... The summer that I was twelve, I spent as much time as possible at the beach. I wanted to get as tan as possible, until my hair looked more platinum than golden against my skin. My parents were easy to convince that I didn't need some sort of summer program or babysitter to keep me occupied, and I loved my time spent on the beach. I would do some casual swimming, and I also loved lying in the sun checking out all the guys, so I took the train out of the city to the beach as many days of the week as I could. And any time I saw a guy who seemed interested, I would try to get him to pick me up. I guess most guys are pretty cautious about approaching young boys on the beach. Even though I got some interested glances back, most of them were men who were there with their kids or something, not willing to risk drawing attention to themselves. It wasn't all aimless flirting, though. I did have a few guys who got more than interested. Especially once I figured out that the guys who tended to hang out where the sand dunes turned into a more forested area way down at the far end of the beach weren't always there for just the sand and the sun. So, it became part of my beach routine to wander through this part of the beach a few times every day I was there, just to enjoy the special energy you could feel in the air with all of the guys cruising each other. I did this as usual one morning after I had been lying in the sun for about half an hour. It was a perfect summer weekday, so the beach wasn't nearly as crowded as it would have been on a weekend. As I was 'casually' strolling through the dunes, past the wooded area, I passed a couple of guys who looked like they had JUST stuffed their dicks back into their swimsuits when they heard me coming. I gave a little smirk as I walked by, feeling my own swimsuit tenting up at the crotch. A little while later, I was using the restroom down by that end of the beach when one of the guys came in. He looked like he was in his late twenties or early thirties, which is younger than the guys I was usually attracted to. He was really hot in a way, though. Deep tan, really ripped muscles, tattoos on both arms and a pierced nipple. He was wearing a pair of Abercrombie shorts over his swimsuit, and mirrored aviator sunglasses. He walked up to the urinal next to me, even though there wasn't anyone else in there. "Do you know what you interrupted back there kid?" he asked as he pulled his shorts down. "I wasn't trying to interrupt anything!" "I was gonna get my cock sucked until you spooked that guy! Now look at me!" he said, directing my attention to his dick, which was sticking straight out of his shorts. "I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to interrupt you guys." "That's what I told him, that you were just some horny kid wandering around, looking for trouble. Was I right?" I nodded. "In that case, kid, you found it. Imma let you finish what he started." Without bothering to hide his hard on he walked over to the large handicapped stall in the corner of the bathroom. "Come on kid, it's waiting for ya!" I walked into the stall and pulled the door shut behind me. He was sitting on the toilet with his legs spread and his shorts and swimsuit down around his ankles. His dick was just like the rest of him. It was thick and veiny, like his muscular body, and his pubes were trimmed down to just a little triangle above his cock, which was encircled along with his balls by a thick chrome cockring. And he was totally tan, without any lines. He grabbed it around the base and waved it at me, beckoning me over to him. I walked over and crouched between his spread legs. His skin smelled slightly salty, like the ocean. He was shaved totally smooth except for that patch over his cock. It felt strange against my skin, since I was used to older guys with hairy bodies. He rubbed the tip of his cock across my lips, smearing them with a little precum. I licked my lips, and around the head of his cock. He put his hand on the back of my head, drawing me closer to him so that more of his shaft slid into my mouth. I could feel my lips stretching around his thick, veiny cock. I looked up along his muscular body to see him playing with his pierced nipple. "You are a better cocksucker than that guy was ever going to be, kid!" he said. Just then, I could hear the door to the restroom open and he put his finger to his lips, winking at me behind his sunglasses. I winked back and kept sucking. The person who had come in flushed a urinal then left, and he started thrusting a little faster. I slid my hands up his smooth, muscular thighs until they were wrapped around the base of his cock with one hand cupping his smooth balls, pushed tight against their soft skin by the cockring. I tugged them gently, feeling his cock swell in my mouth as I did. "You ready to taste my load kid?" he muttered under his breath. I just winked at him again and sucked faster. The veins in his chest and neck stood out as he grimaced in pleasure, trying not to make too much noise. His cock seemed to swell again, so my lips were stretched as wide open around it as they could go. He grunted and pushed my head down on his cock as he shot. I could feel the spurts of cum hitting the back of my throat, over and over. I coughed a little, and pulled back just enough for the last few squirts to land across my lips and drip down onto my chest. I licked my lips as we both caught our breath. "Do you want to go somewhere more private for another round kid? I live pretty close to here." "Sure, I think we would be even more comfortable at your place." "Great, lets get out if here!" he said as he stood up, pulling up his swimsuit and shorts. I pulled a pair of shorts out of my backpack and stepped into them, a few drips of cum drying down my tanned chest. No one gave us a second glance as we walked to the parking lot and climbed into his jeep. He backed out of his parking spot and pulled my head down into his lap. "No reason not to enjoy the ride, right kid?" he laughed. "You got that right!" I agreed, nuzzling the bulge his shorts, which was already starting to swell and stiffen again. I pulled them down just enough so that all that was left between my mouth and his erection was the thin, stretchy fabric of his swimsuit. I traced the contour of his cock through the fabric with my tongue. By the time we got to his place (not very long, like he said), the front of his swimsuit was soaked with my spit and he was leaking precum. Luckily, he had a garage, so people walking past on the street couldn't see the state we were in! I followed him into the building and his first floor apartment. It was kinda a mess, with clothes piled on one end of the couch in front of a big flat screen TV, and a set of weights where most people probably would have had a dining room table. He turned on the stereo to some electronic house music and waved me through the door to the bedroom, which was mostly taken up by a king sized mattress on the floor. "How old are you, anyway, kid?" he asked, dropping himself down to sprawl on the bed. "Twelve." I smirked. "Jesus, you really are the youngest I ever had. Do your parents know you are such a little slut?" "Nope! I don't think there is any reason for them to need to know any of that!" I laughed. "Right, what they don't know can't hurt them. And in the meantime you get to have your fun. I like the way you think kid." "Is that all you like?" "No, I also like the way you suck cock. Speaking of which..." he pulled his shorts and swimsuit off, his semi hard dick flopping out. "He misses you, kid." I dropped my backpack onto the floor and pulled my shorts and swimsuit off in on motion, hooking my thumbs in the waistbands and tugging them down. "I love how naturally smooth you are kid! From the back you almost look like a really hot chick." "I guess I will take that as a compliment." "Lets just say I swing both ways, but right now I'm swinging straight in your direction, so get ready!" "Oh, I am ready!" I said, laughing. "Then enough conversation. Your mouth belongs down here!" he said, grabbing his dick around the base and waving it at me. I dropped to my hands and knees at the edge of the mattress, crawling up between his legs. He smacked my face gently with his cock, smearing a trail of precum onto my cheeks and lips. I stretched my tongue out to catch a drop, and soon the head of his cock was sliding deeper and deeper into my mouth. I could feel him pause when it hit the back of my throat, so I kept pushing my head down until his cock was lodged in my throat. He shivered and I heard him mutter "Oh, fuck!" as I deepthroated him. He got the idea pretty soon, grabbing my head and picking up the pace until he was really throatfucking me, my lips mashing up against the cockring each time he bottomed out in my throat. "Shit, kid, you take that dick like a pro! I don't even want to know how long you have been sucking cock for!". I sure couldn't tell him, either, since I was happily slobbering and choking on his as he reamed my throat. There were tears forming in my eyes but I was grinding my rock hard cock against the mattress. Pretty soon he pulled away. "Your throat feels awesome, but I brought you here so I could get into that pretty little ass of yours." I nodded as I caught my breath and wiped some of the spit from my mouth and chin. He stacked all of the pillows around the middle of the bed and lay me over them, so my butt was pushed up in the air. He grabbed a pump bottle of lube from the floor and squirted a few pumps onto my ass. The cold liquid made me jump. The cold sensation was soon overwhelmed by the feeling of his fingers working the lube into my asshole. First he slipped in one of his thick fingers, probing inside of me and making me moan. Then he added another, then another. I could feel my ass being stretched to capacity. "Damn, kid, your ass may be tight as fuck, but it's also a really hungry hole! I bet you could take way more than just three fingers, if you put your mind to it." I just groaned and squirmed on his fingers. "You ready for this dick?" he asked, squirting a little more lube onto it. "Yes please!" "You don't have to ask twice kid. Just remember, you did ask for it!" he said as he grabbed my hips and I could feel the head of his cock pressing up against my ass. I arched my back and ground my butt against him. I could feel the pressure against my hole increasing until his cock forced it's way through the tight opening and started to slide in. I was biting the sheets on the bed to keep from making too much noise as his dick stretched me open. He kept pushing steadily, stuffing his cock up into me. I felt it pressing against my prostate as it filled me up. He pushed the whole thing into me, then pulled out until only the head was wedged in my stretched little asshole. I cried out as he slapped my ass with his open hand. "You like that, don't you pussy-boy?" he asked. I moaned that yes, I sure as hell did. He pushed the shaft of his cock back into me, then spanked me again as he pulled out, keeping up spanking until my ass was tender, and probably bright red. His muscular body was dripping sweat and I was loving the sensation of his weight crushing me as he fucked me. He worked his hips, thrusting into me. The feeling of his cock inside of my was making me loose control. The pillows under me were being pushed away from the force of his fucking, until I was lying flat on the bed with him on top of me. He had one hand on my lower back, the other one grabbing my hair and pressing my head down onto the mattress. "You like getting fucked like a bitch, kid?" he grunted. "Uhhhhhhh yeah I love it!" "Good, cause I'm gonna pound your tight little ass like a pussy!" That's exactly what he did. I could feel his hips slamming into my ass over and over as he fucked me, grinding me down onto the mattress. I moaned and bit at the tangled sheets my face was pressed down into. Since he had already cum once, I knew I was in for a long, hard fuck. I could feel every vein in his cock, and when he pulled back far enough, the ridge of his thick cockhead teased my hole, popping out before being shoved back in. I could only groan and squirm under his weight as he pounded me. He pulled me over to the edge of the mattress. He grabbed me around the waist with his strong hands, and in one smooth movement, without taking his dick out of me, he stood up, holding me so I was impaled on his cock. My feet never even touched the floor as he slammed me up and down like I weighed about five pounds. His breathing sounded like he was getting close to cumming, and I could feel his thick cock swelling even further in my ass. His muscular arms were wrapped around me tighter than ever, and I could feel his hot breath against my neck. "You ready for my load, kid?" he whispered hoarsely. I nodded. "Good, cause you are gonna get bred whether you want it or not!" "I want it so bad!" "Here it comes, bitch -- now take it all!" With that he jammed his cock as far up into my ass as he could, holding me tightly in place as he groaned and his dick pulsed, spraying his load deep into my hole. It felt like he shot about a weeks worth of cum up my ass, even though I had just eaten his first load not too long ago. When he finally pulled me off his dick and let go of me, my legs would barely support me and I just collapsed back onto the mattress. He knelt down next to me, pushing his slimy cock into my face, wiping it against my lips and ordering me to lick it clean. I happily sucked off the remnants of his creamy load, mixed with sweat and some juices from my own ass. I was jerking off as hard as I could. My own cock had been leaking precum this whole time and I was ready to bust. He pushed me back on the bed, folding my body up so my ass was exposed up in the air, and my legs were spread so that my feet were resting on the mattress on either side of my head. I kept jacking my cock, with was now pointed directly at my own face. He put his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them wide and staring down at me. "Damn kid, it looks like I wrecked that tight little butthole of yours! Its just gaping open and leaking cum like you're a regular fucked out cunt!" he teased, slapping my ass as I moaned and started leaking precum down onto my own face. He brought his head down so that his lips were pressed against my ass, and I could feel his tongue probing my aching, cum filled hole. When he raised his head again, his lips were speared with his own cum. Without speaking, he held his head over mine and opened his mouth, spitting part of the load he had collected out of my ass right into my face. I opened my mouth to lick up what I could, and he rubbed his fingers across my cheek, scraping the cum into my mouth. "you really are that slutty, aren't you kid?" he asked. "Can't you tell?" I mumbled with his finder still stuck in my mouth. "Yeah, I can tell you like being my little fuck toy." "You got that right!" He laughed as two of his fingers probed my ass, rubbing the place inside that always drove me crazy. "I want you to cum for me while I see how many fingers this hole can take!" he ordered, slipping a third into me. His cock had stretched my ass so wide open that there wasn't any resistance until he added a fourth finger, twisting his hand inside of me. I groaned and squirmed. I could feel my asshole stretching even more as he tried to force his thumb in along with his fingers. "I don't think your whole hand is gonna fit!" I protested, not wanting to be ripped open. He put his free hand over my mouth. "Quiet, kid. Your sexy little ass isn't the first one that I have opened up, even if it is the youngest. Keep jerking that cock!" he twisted his fist again, pressing the widest part of his hand against my straining asshole. I had tears forming in my eyes and was yelling through his hand pressed against my mouth. His hand was no match for my hole, though. No matter how much he twisted and pushed, I was just too tight for him to fist. Eventually he gave up and the pressure against my hole decreased, leaving me feeling even more stretched out that before. "Try it yourself!" he told me , pulling the hand that wasn't masturbating furiously to my hole. I stuck a couple of my own fingers into my ass, feeling how sloppy it was with his load. His load also made it really slippery, and I had no problem slipping another finger in, then the fourth. He grabbed my hand around the wrist, pushing my thumb down so that it was forced into my hole too. "There you go kid, even if you are too tight for me to fist, I can have you do it yourself!" My whole hand didn't feel that much bigger than his thick cock, and soon waves of pleasure were running from my ass through my whole body. I could feel the pressure to cum building in my balls and at the base of my cock. "Pretty little gay boys like you need to be ready to do anything for men, even shove your own fist up your ass and bust a load cause you love it so much!" I groaned and nodded my head. "Tell me you love it!" he ordered. "Uhhhhhh... I love it!" "Now cum for me, you little slut!" My whole body shook as I started to cum, shooting what was a pretty huge load for me (at the time) down into my open mouth. And across my face. And parts of the bed. "You liked that, huh?" he asked, releasing my wrist so I could pull my hand out of my asshole with a wet `plop'. I licked my lips to clear some of the cum off of them. "Yeah, definitely." "That was fucking hot, kid. I'm gonna be thinking about that hot hole of yours for a long time." "My ass isn't going to forget about you easy, either!" I joked. He grabbed my swimsuit off the floor and tossed it at me. I caught it, wiping the drips of cum off my face, neck and hands with it before putting them on. I could feel my ass leaking even more cum, soaking the fabric between my legs. "Want me to drop you at the subway, kid? I gotta get going." "Can you drop me back at the beach?" I asked. "You are going back to the beach with your suit soaked in cum like that?" "Nothing a bit of a swim won't take care of. Maybe I will meet another hot guy!" "Damn, kid, you gotta be kidding..."