Date: Wed, 5 Oct 2005 09:44:17 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Plumber's Apprentice part 8

The following is a homosexual  fantasy, if it is illegal in anyway for you to
read it please hit your  back-button now. If not I hope you enjoy  it.
I  carefully shaved every bit of hair off Matt's straining body. When I
lifted his  cock to get at his pubes although it stayed soft it felt heavy, meaty,
in my  hand. When I'd finished I had another idea; I ran upstairs and came
back with my  hair clippers and a bottle of baby-oil. I plugged the clippers in
and stood on  the box. As I brought the clippers to Matt's head and switched
them on he  quickly stamped on the tray five times.
"Oh  well," I thought to myself, "I suppose that was too much to hope for,
at least  he's let me shave his body."
Getting off the box it struck me that in my excitement to get to work on  Matt
's body I hadn't put any videos on. I quickly turned the TV/VCR on and
sorted out an old video that had a guy about 40 abusing the arseholes of three
guys in their 20s, who were variously tied into slings, stocks and an upright
cross; it ended with him fucking all three of them. There was only background
music so I killed the sound; although he was gagged the noises Matt managed to
 make really turned me on. When the video started I looked over at Matt, he
nodded his head and his eyes were smiling.
I  picked up the baby-oil and anointed his whole body apart from his cock,
which  had stiffened slightly and now pointed directly at me. His skin was
flawless and  now all his body hair was gone my oiled hands glided sensuously over
his body. I  made sure to spend more time on his leg and arm muscles, Matt
moaned  appreciatively as I gently massaged them. I also spent extra time
pinching and  squeezing his nipples until they were stiff and proud. I stood back to
admire my  handiwork. Christ, Matt's glistening body looked really hot, and
the lack of  pubes emphasised his big cock, making it look even bigger.
"Look  at yourself in the mirror Matt."
He  dropped his eyes from the TV and stared into the mirror, his eyes gleamed
and he  flexed his cock. I couldn't stand it any more, I'd been hard for
ages and my  balls were starting to ache, so I squeezed a dollop of lube into my
palm and I  started to toss myself off as I feasted my eyes on Matt's
glistening, taut body.  The squelching of my hand and my laboured breathing were the
only sounds in the  garage. Matt was staring at me as I wanked off, that turned
me on even more and  I knew my climax was approaching fast. I stepped closer
to Matt and shuddered as  the first jet of my spunk shot out and landed on Matt
's quivering, hairless  belly. The next three shots I managed to land mainly
on his cock and the fifth  bubbled out down my fingers. Five shots that strong
were a lot for me.
I  wiped my hand clean across Matt's chest and hard nipples, then I dropped
to my  knees, reaching between Matt's muscular thighs I switched the butt-plug
back on.  Before Matt's cock reacted to it's stimulation I took his cock in
my mouth, I  cleaned my stronger tasting cum off his cock-shaft and swallowed
it, I preferred  Matt's sweeter tasting cum. His knob was now at the entrance
to my throat, and,  once again, I tried to swallow it. Probably because it wasn'
t fully hard I was  elated when I felt it slide down my throat until my lips
were pressed against  his ball sac and pubic skin. I stayed still as I tried
to regulate my breathing  through my nose, and all the time I could feel Matt's
cock filling out. By the  time my breathing was steady Matt's cock was rigid
and jammed down my throat. I  knew that if I lifted off it to throat fuck him
I wouldn't be able to swallow it  again now that it was fully stiff.
Trying to relax I began to swallow, letting my throat muscles masturbate  his
throbbing shaft. Matt was almost motionless above me, but he'd thrust his
hips forwards trying to bury his cock even deeper down my massaging throat. I
reached around his thighs with both arms and found the base of the butt-plug. I
 switched it of and yanked it out with a loud plop, forcing two of my right
hand  fingers into Matt's hot, moist hole in place of it. Matt grunted as I
added a  third finger almost immediately. I wanted to taste and feel as much of
his body  as I could. When I forced a fourth finger in he grunted even louder,
and he  thrust his hips forwards again, but I'd already got all the cock I
could take in  my mouth and down my throat.
I  started to twist and turn my fingers as I began to fuck Matt's well
stretched  hole  with them, at one point all  that was stopping my arm entering his
hot, sexy hole was my thumb. I could hear  Matt's muffled moans and groans,
and he was now flexing his sphincter in concert  with my swallowing around his
cock. Matt's fuck channel was amazingly hot and  moist, and his cock felt
incredible in my throat, throbbing away as I continued  to massage it with my
throat muscles. With my left hand I felt my own cock and  couldn't believe it, I
was hard again, and producing precum! Could I cum twice  in one night? It had
been a long time since I'd done that. But for now I was  going to concentrate on
giving Matt his third orgasm. I let go of my cock and  grasped Matt's ball
sac and started to fondle and squeeze his heavy balls as I  started to titillate
his prostate causing him to writhe about even  more.
Matt's sphincter was clenching and unclenching around my fingers and he'd
thrust his hips as far forwards as the ropes would let him. His grunting was
getting louder, I'd have to try and do something about the noise, but luckily
the next door neighbours had gone out early tonight. My throat was beginning
to  ache, but I was determined to stand the pain. It was the first time I'd
deep-throated anybody, and to be doing it to Matt really turned me on. I
concentrated on manipulating Matt's prostate as I sucked and swallowed as hard  as I
could. I felt Matt's leg tense against my arm, and before I knew what was
happening he'd fired two jets of cum straight down my throat. Before I eased off
 his cock, (it was quite painful when his knob left my throat) to keep just
the  head in my mouth, Matt's cock had shot again. He shot another three times
into  my mouth, and I swallowed greedily, his cum tasted as good as ever. I
let go off  his balls and squeezed his shaft, at the same time I fondled his
prostate. I was  rewarded with a last dollop of Matt's sweet cum.
I  rested a few seconds then eased my fingers from his hole as I let his
softening  cock flop from my mouth. Scooting round I parted his arse cheeks and
looked at  his hole, it was red, puffy, and open. I picked a non-vibrating
butt-plug off  the table and inserted it up Matt's bum with ease. I held it in
place until  Matt's ravaged hole closed enough to hold it securely inside. I got
to my feet  and walked around to face Matt, his body was bathed in sweat and
his head  drooped down, his half-hard cock lay sexily against his thigh. His
chest heaved  as he tried to regain his breath. I cupped his chin in my hand and
lifted his  head. His eyes came slowly open; they were glazed over and had a
faraway  look.
"You  all right Matt?" my voice was raspy and my throat hurt as I  spoke.
Matt  nodded slowly and his eyes cleared.
"Do  you want to cum one more time?"
I  couldn't believe how eagerly he nodded yes.
"Good  boy, you'll never understand how wonderful tonight is for me, thank
you. Do you  want another drink? I've bought a bottle of champagne, this is
such a special  weekend for me."
He  nodded again, so I went and got two large glasses and the champagne. I
uncorked  it and filled the glasses, putting them on the table. Standing on the
box I  removed the gag.
"Well  Matt, are you enjoying yourself?" my voiced still rasped.
"Fuck  Dave, it's been incredible. I'm still really turned on."
His  voice was deep and husky, and I noticed he kept watching the TV. I
glanced at  the screen, the three young guys were tied over tables in a tight
triangle  around the older guy who was going from one to another and fucking them.
The two  he wasn't fucking with his big cock he was fucking with big black
dildos. I held  the glass to Matt's lips and he drank half of it in one go; I did
the same with  mine.
"How  do your arms and legs feel Matt? Do you think you can last another half
hour or  so?"
"Oh yes,  def. My legs are OK, but my arms ache quite a bit, but the weird
thing is that  the ache is part of the turn on. Oh, and thanks for getting
champagne, the  weekend's special for me too."
Matt  was still watching the TV screen.
"I  want to do that to you Matt," I said quietly, "fuck your beautiful hot
arsehole,  not with dildos, with my cock."
Matt's head jerked away from the screen and he stared hard at me. After
several seconds he spoke, his voice trembling.
"I  wasn't going to let this happen, but I know I want to feel a live cock
inside  me, and you deserve some reward, so yes, you can fuck me Dave, you can
have my  virginity."
I  couldn't believe my ears; I'd died and gone to heaven. I drained my glass
and  picked up a condom.
"You  don't have any diseases do you Dave?" Matt's voice was  hesitant.
"No."  I answered in a puzzled tone.
"Well, will you fuck me without a condom? I want to feel your cum  shooting
inside me. But, remember this will probably be the first and last time.  And
what about the rest of the champagne? I'm still thirsty."
I  shared the rest of the bottle between us and helped Matt empty his glass.
As I  finished mine off I thought about what he'd just said, and remembered
that at  one time he'd said all I could do was wank or suck him off, so maybe he'
d change  his mind again about me not fucking him again!
END OF PART 8. Any comments or constructive criticism welcome at
_INSILVA92@aol.com_ (mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com)  Love Paul.