Date: Thu, 31 Jan 2008 10:23:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shocked 6

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Doug looked at me one more time and said, "You sure you want this?"  Once
we step out of here it is do or die. I got a pang of nervousness again as I
responded, "As long as you got my back". He laughed, "Hell, I got your
front and your back bro".

We had discussed that we weren't planning on going and announcing to the
world that we were a gay couple, but weren't going to lie about it if it
came up. For the time being, Doug was going to move in to my house with me
and be a "roommate" since he needed a place to live, and I had a whole
house to myself. From there we planned to play it by ear and see where it
went.

The next week brought a number of immediate changes in my daily life with
Doug moving in. We were enjoying sex escapades day and night. If I had only
knew what I had been missing. He took one of my spare bedrooms for all his
stuff, but we slept together in my room every night and shared my bath. It
felt natural as if it had always been but I also began feeling a new sense
of living life on a higher plane. It's hard to explain, but I am sure most
reading this know what I mean.

At work, Tony was well aware of "us" and made a few jibes at me during the
first week. In fact the first day back to work he popped into my office and
gave me shit eating grin saying, "I had you pegged from day one cookie". I
jibed back at him, "Back at ya!" He laughed humbly. Then I kidded him
further saying, "Besides, you haven't actually pegged me yet" He just gave
me one of his sexy Italian stud looks and bolted. But that was it for the
time being.

Lisa, whom I had been dating off and on was another thing. I had avoided
her for almost a week when she dropped by the house one night
unannounced. She saw that I had taken on a new roommate and introduced Doug
to her. I took her out to dinner and told her that I was breaking it off. I
didn't tell her about Doug and I, just that I was not in love with her and
didn't want to waste her time. She was cool about it and honestly it wasn't
a big deal. She had an old boyfriend she was fucking anyway.

So that takes us to this weekend. Doug and I decided to throw a keg party
and BBQ at my house as sort of a house warming and crew party. Doug needed
to have his guys over for a social get-together since he was their new boss
so it was a good excuse. Throwing a big bash never needs a big excuse
though. So we put out the word in the middle of the week and set it up for
Saturday.  I was looking forward to having all the dudes from work over to
my place if for no other reason just to hang with them. Most of these guys
were sexy to their soul, and uncommonly good looking.

Saturday finally came. We cooked steaks and ate dinner around six and by
nightfall the place was bumping with about 25-30 people of the guys from
work and their women. Tony was there by himself as his wife never liked
parties. Right on! Doug and I were getting a good buzz on but staying able
to host. Off and on during the night Tony would flash me teasing looks
while rubbing himself or slapping me on the ass when - just the little
things that add electricity to the air. But of course he was doing it to
everyone, and always has. Some of the guys got trashed and did the usual
party stuff like falling on the furniture and puking in the bushes. Fun.

I was high on my sexual lust hanging out with all these construction
workers. I admit to sneaking off to my bedroom to squeeze one off a couple
times just to keep me from leaking in my pants. I caught Doug sneaking off
at one point and followed him to "his" room down the hall. Nobody had seen
us escape so we grabbed a private moment in the dark to kiss and handle
each other's hard cocks. "How do you work with these guys everyday without
trying to nail them?" I asked Doug. His hand exploring my package, he
said. "It's hard". We both laughed.

"Oh man, I could use a blow job", I begged him. "Okay, but we gotta make it
fast, we'll be missed", he replied as he got down on his knees in front of
me and unzipped my Levis.  He spent the next couple minutes giving me a
well needed release. I was leaning my back against the closed bedroom door
as I thrusted my aching cock forward and back into his face. As my built
Marine sucked and licked on my shaft like the hungry Devil Dog he is, I
could hear guests coming and going just on the other side of the door at my
back as they used the bathroom right next door. "You seen Shane or Doug?"
one of them said to the other. "Nah" I heard. It added to the taboo of the
moment knowing that we were inches away from everyone else.

It was a short as I was already half way there before he started in on
me. As I could hear the line of anxious drunks forming a bathroom line in
the hall outside the door, I felt my juice coming to a head. I grasped
Doug's skull and shoved my meat into his throat as deep as I could just as
I blew my load of man juice into him. I bucked a couple times as he
struggled to keep up with my squirting loads. As has become our ritual, he
licked me as clean as he could and stood up with a mouth full of my seed
for a good long sloppy kiss.

We quickly cleaned and buttoned ourselves back up. Given the crowd outside
the room, I stepped behind his door and he let himself out alone. I
followed a few minutes later so as not to draw attention to ourselves and
we both got back into the party. I took vicarious thrill in chatting with
the guys at the party with the aftertaste of cum in my mouth. I just
imagined it was the guy I was talking to while he drunkenly babbled on
about whatever, his girlfriend standing at his side bored silly. I'll bet
she didn't want his dick as bad as I did.

By midnight, the party had wound down to just 5 of us. It was myself, Doug,
Tony and two other younger guys from the framing crew at work who had
driven over together. We were all pretty trashed, the soldiers still
standing doing our best to kill the keg. The stereo had been blasting all
night and the TV was on with some ESPN looped reruns of stuff - king of
like at a sports bar. Nobody remaining was going to drive home, so Doug and
I told Tony and the other two that they could crash here. That only fueled
more drinking and enthusiasm to party.

I had been hoping that Tony might get trashed enough to forget he was
married. I had his big fat dick on the brain ever since Doug told me about
getting reamed by it. I had never had a 10" cock before and while I knew it
might hurt, I was drunk and wanted it. Doug was no help either, all week he
kept taunting me about having Tony over and to be careful not to get him
too drunk or he would punk one of us.

The other two guys presence had me a bit put off, but I knew they'd be
passed out at some point the way they were downing the beer. I didn't know
them all that well, but had seen them before on the jobsite. Dave and
Carlos were both in their early twenties and fit into the baggy pants &
tats set. One of them was OK looking but Carlos was a drop dead looker. He
was about 5'-10" and I would guess 170 lbs, not that big of a guy. But he
was well a well defined Latin kid with a bald shaved head and a set of big
gold earrings to offset his bushy goatee and long cut side burns.

The five us were lounging in the living room watching some replayed game
and engaging in drunken banter. It was hot in the room and Tony said, "Fuck
man, aint you got any air conditioning?"  He then gave Doug and I a dirty
glance and peeled his shirt off, exposing his stacked upper torso to
all. He leaned back and ran his hand up and down his sweaty hairy
stomach. His glazed eyes flashed at us in a sexy way as he drunkenly said,
"Man, I'm fucked up".  I had never seen the Italian stallion without his
shirt before. Damn! His dark olive skin was covered with a luscious mat of
fur that trailed ever so bluntly into his tight Levis.

Staring at his chest, stomach and lower end as he sat across from me I
finally looked up to meet his eyes which had caught me in the act of
lusting on him. Dave and Chad were obliviously talking with each other as
Tony's hand reached down and clasped his fat package and squeezed it a
couple of times for me to see.  He smiled at me and then to Doug as the
three of us seemed to be communicating in a silent radar language. The
scent of man was filling the room as our bodies sweat in the summer heat,
giving off elevated testosterone in the increasingly sexually charged
air. I could smell it.

Tony finally got up from the couch and motioned me with his eyes to come
with him. Feeling his signal in my groin I got up and followed him down the
hall.  I had glanced at Doug first and got a supportive smirk and a nod
that said, "Good luck bro".  Just as Tony and I got far enough into the
dark hallway so as not to be seen or heard, he stopped and faced me. He was
standing so close, I could feel his body heat radiating and the steam of
his drunk sweat permeating my nostrils. It was like a force field around
him that enveloped me in his sexy spell. I felt his hands tabbing at my
swollen package through my 501's as he leaned in close enough that his warm
beer breath was against my face. He looked me in the eye with his glassy
baby blues and in a deep whisper he proposed, "Wanna fool around?".

A wave of nerves shot thought my body as this Italian construction stud I'd
been fantasizing about for years was squeezing my cock and asking me to get
it on with him. "Lets go in your room. Doug `ll baby-sit the boys". I
didn't need more invitation than that. I stumbled a few steps into my room
followed by Tony who shut and locked the door behind him. In the thinly lit
darkness Tony pushed me over to my bed and sat me down on the edge. He
deftly snapped open the button fly of his bulging 501's and shoved them
down along with his bikini underwear. His thickly haired Italian meat
sprung out and swayed before my face, the acrid musky odor of piss and
sweat filling the air.

He grabbed it and swung it back and forth, displaying it for me with a
dirty smile. "Check it out cookie", he taunted. "You ever had a cock like
this before?" I just stared for a moment at the largest cock I had ever
seen, as it continued to grow before my eyes. "Come on Shane, show me what
you can do." He then grabbed my head with his rough construction worker
hands and thrusted his hips forward, burying my nose in his thick curly
bush of pubes and pistoning his 10" cock against my face. I inhaled deeply
as his sweaty crotch coated my face with his scent.

"Come on man, suck my dick", he said in his deep gravely voice. I
immediately began going down on his meat, licking and slurping up his musky
salty flavor like a ravenous pig. I worked his balls, up and down his shaft
and writhed about his huge fat head. I was not sure if I could take him all
into my mouth, but I was about to try. "Hmmm, yeah that feels so good man."
he grunted as I began taking him into my mouth. Then he slapped my head
teasingly. "You're a cock sucker!" he laughed as he pushed himself in. His
hair stick only went so far before his oversized thickness would go no
further. My throat was just not big enough to let him in. So, I bobbed and
worked on massaging him just under his head where it counts. He moaned
deeply as I relentlessly polished him. He tasted so raw and juicy. His body
sweat was rolling down onto my nose like a river as I licked and sucked him

He finally pulled away and said, "Let me have that ass."  That wave of
nerves flashed though me again as I anticipated the pain and vengeance of
his fuck. Knowing it would be a ride I would not soon forget, I pulled off
my Levis and tossed them aside as he did the same. I grabbed a tube of lube
and handed it to Tony. I got on the bed on my hands and knees while he
stood behind me and began lubing up his big ten. Adrenalin was running
through my body as if I had just be held at gunpoint. I was trying to relax
by taking deep breaths when I felt his greasy rough finger intrude upon my
nest. It felt like a sandpaper hot dog covered with oil, fucking in and
out. "Man you are tight", he laughed. "Doug hasn't gotten you opened up
yet, has he?' he laughed.

As I braced myself and wrapped my arms around a big pillow Tony taunted,
"Don't worry, I'll take it easy on ya until you're ready for me to go
hard". Then I felt the fat blunt head of his Italian meat pressing up
against my bud. He slid his head in slowly and pushed gently past my
gate. My body flinched as a piercing shockwave of pain rolled up my
spine. I let out an involuntary yelp as he pushed harder against my
fighting hole. He got an inch or two in to me before he met
resistance. "Dude, you need to take in a slow breath and then let it out,
like when you are lifting weights".

My ass hole sending out debilitating pain signals to my nervous system, I
did as he asked and inhaled deep and then began letting it out slowly. Just
then, he pressed in another inch or two, causing a tearing burning
sensation that made me cry out, "Oooww, Ah ahhh ahhh and pull away. "Easy
there", Tony said. "Do it again". I inhaled another deep breath and began
to let it out. As soon as he sensed me exhaling he buried his thick 10"
fuck stick all the way into me in one smooth plant. I cant describe the
feeling that went through me, but it was a overwhelming avalanche of
tightness, pressure, ripping pain and a tinge of pleasure that sent sweat
pouring out of me.

Holding me tight with his hands on my shoulders, he stayed buried and said,
"There, just breath in and out for a minute and relax, let your muscles
stop fighting it." I knew the drill, I didn't need to be told. I had felt
this before, just not on this level. Just as I started to relax, he pulled
out bluntly sank into me again. "Eeeaaaahh", I screamed as the pain rocked
me again. He slapped me on the back of my head. "Put your face in the
pillow or the boys are gonna hear you screaming like a bitch!" he growled.

As he began to get into a rhythm of slowly pulling out and pushing back in
he chided, "Yeah, I been dreaming about stickin you for a long time Shane!
I'm gonna like this new arrangement". His beer-can thick fuck rod was
tearing at my stretched chute, his thick coarse pubic hair dragging back
and forth across my roasted tissue. Tears and sweat poured from my face as
I did my best to weather the initial storm. I knew from experience that
shortly I would be begging his Italian stud to give it to me harder, faster
and deeper. I knew that moment would come when my body started registering
the pain and intrusion as a deep hunger and euphoria that had to be fed
more of it.

He clasped my hips with his rough palms and began to pump in and out of me
faster as my hole finally surrendered to his invading force. He struggled
to hold on as his hands slipped about on my sweaty back. As he picked up
the pace I began panting in rhythm to his glorious hammering. Soon he was
burying his 10" meat all the way to the point where his low hanging balls
were slapping against mine. "Oh, yeah Shane. Now you are taking it. Now
you're taking it good," he panted. Slap, Slap, Slap, "Oh yeah, Shane you
got a nice tight ass! I cant fuck my wife like this man, you got it man, Oh
yeah"

He then pulled out and quickly turned me over on my back. He put a quick
squirt of lube on his cock and threw my legs up over his shoulders and dove
into me again, slamming me anew. His cock was now jabbing my prostate and
his hairy abs were dragging back and forth across my hard cock. The sharp
piercing pain was now a relentless dull pounding action, pushing me across
the bed as he plowed my field. The magical transformation rolled through me
and I fell into a state of deep moaning pleasure as this Italian stud
pounded my hole.

Looking up at his masculine square jawed face contorted with pleasure I
rolled my head back into my pillow as his body weight was crushing me, his
jackhammer digging into me. I finally let loose the hot boiling load that
had been long in the making. As I blew off, he laid down on my chest in my
pool of jizz and buried his tongue in my mouth.  I finally begged, "Uhh,
Uhh, Uhh, yeah Tony. Fuck me man, fuck me harder" .

"Yeah?" he said under his panting breath. You want it harder?" I looked him
in the eye and nodded yes pedantically. He shut his eyes and gritted his
teeth as I felt his body and muscle tense up tightly before he cranked it
up into hyper drive. He started bitch-fucking me so hard and violently I
swore he was crushing me into the bed. The headboard was hitting the wall
so loudly I knew it had to be heard. Just as he had gotten going he let out
a loud moan, "Ohh fuck yeah! FUCKYEA! FUCKYA!" I felt a new warm wetness
enveloping his cock as he beat my hole raw, while sweat was raining off his
body. His balls exploded deep within me as be bucked and thrusted
sporadically.

Then he pulled out and squeezed his rubber 10" inch meat, squirting another
stream of his Italian cum all over my gaping wet hole. I felt a cold draft
of air as he shot his remaining jizz all over my nest. He then rounded up
the escaping man juice that was running out back to my hole with his fat
cock head and sunk back into me. "Nice and sloppy, just the way I like it!"
he grunted proudly while he looked down at his cum plunger. "You are
nailed, bagged and tagged boy". He repeated scooping up more of escaping
breed seed with his prod and buried it deep inside me. "You get pregnant,
don't come knockin on my door!" he said with a laugh.

When he was finished seeing that none of his sticky prize was wasted on the
sheets he moved up and straddled m my chest, shoving his stinky tool in my
face. "Clean it up", he ordered. As I started, his hairy cock tasted like
ass juice mixed with lube and cum. For what seemed like eons he sat there
on my chest as I milked and ate his huge rubbery snake dry. Tony finally
collapsed and laid down on the bed next to me and said, "That was some good
fuck." he laughed sadistically and repeated, "Yeah I think I am gonna like
having you and Dougee boy around" I just let out a deep breath and replied,
"Yeah, I think I can deal with that."  I was wiped out, hurting, and on
cloud nine all at once.

He rolled over on his back and we stared at the ceiling for a moment before
we heard a knock on the door.

To be continued....