Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2007 08:43:41 -0800
From: Backlash29 x <backlash29@hotmail.com>
Subject: holiday-loads-1

DISCLAIMER: This story is filled with descriptions of hot, unprotected sex
among men. If that's not your thing, look elsewhere. You have been warned!

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HOLIDAY LOADS

by Backlash29

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1

December 23rd. I'd taken my last final the day before, and spent the
morning dropping off the little Christmas presents that I bought for my
friends Sam, Jenny, Michael, Neil, and Arthur, who all live in my
neighborhood. I also sent off a goofy Christmas card to my Mom, which she
won't get now until after the holiday, but oh well. Oh, and I baked
brownies for my best friend Michelle, who I met in my chem class on my
first day at community college last year, and decorated the frosting with
little green and red M&Ms.

So now I was finally ready to relax. And I knew just how to do it. I'd been
getting a few e-mails and text messages from my Christmas "regulars" asking
if I was keeping my tradition of taking some holiday loads. You better
believe I was! I'd started doing it five years before, when I was
seventeen, and it was pretty popular...the number got bigger and bigger
each year. And I used to do it all in one day, on Christmas itself, but now
there were so many guys and a lot of them had travel plans to work around,
so I spread it out over three or even four days usually.

I kept a piece of notebook paper next to my computer with all the names
written down in order: Thursday, Friday, Saturday. Michael wasn't back in
town until Sunday the 26th so I added his name and his three buddies on the
back of the paper since the front of it was already full. Friday, Christmas
eve, had the most names on it, with only about half that number for
Christmas day. But the list was also quite long for the 23rd, Thursday, so
I knew I had to get started or I'd never get it all done.

First on the list was Charlie, followed by Sam and his boyfriend Harris,
and then Neil. I put them first because they all lived so nearby. I could
probably take loads from all of them and be back in an hour and a half. So
I got in the shower, douched like crazy, then got dressed and headed out
the door.

Charlie's cock is really nice. It's long and fat. He's 26 and a stud, kinda
hairy, very butch. I love getting on my knees and sucking him. That's how
we met, when I gave him head at a party and then found out he lived in my
building. He greeted me at his place and I started giving him a wet sloppy
one right there in his kitchen, but I could tell he was in a little bit of
a hurry, so I dropped my jeans and bent over the counter. (I do it like
this for him at least once a week.) He fucked me strong and hard, then
grunted and popped his cum load in my cute, pint-sized little ass.

Sam and Harris were waiting at Sam's place around the corner, so I stopped
at my apartment and got a jacket. They're usually just monogamous, plus Sam
is an old friend so he initially found fucking me to be kind of weird, but
god I love his dick, plus Harris loves to breed me and he shoots a BIG load
of cream. So they were already undressed when I got there, and I sucked off
Sam while Harris fucked me and squirted his load inside me, giving me lots
of lube to then turn around and sink back on Sammy's bone. While Sam fucked
me, I ate out Harris's ass, partly because I knew it turned Sam on and he
wouldn't feel so nervous, and partly because Harris has a fuckin' great and
tasty ass.

After I got their two loads, I stopped by Neil's. He was catching a plane
to go see his family in California in about two hours, so he wanted a quick
one as well. He didn't even get naked, and neither did I. I just climbed on
his couch, pulled my jeans down, hugged the back cushion, and let him plow
away. I'm not that into Neil any more looks-wise, but his cock always feels
great inside me so I let him fuck me sometimes, even though I think he's
kind of an asshole.

Leaving Neil's I realized...shit, I forgot the list. Who was next? There
were at least 8 more Thursday names.

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Back at my place, I grabbed the list, then read off the next few. John and
Jimmy. Oh yeah, those guys were fuckin' hot. I pretty much only saw them
once a year. When I met them they were roommates on the college campus
across town, but since then they've graduated and gotten an apartment close
to frat row. They both have serious girlfriends, I think. Mine is the only
boy ass they go for, unless they're secretly fucking each other or dragging
in frat boys off the street. Who knows. All I'm saying is, when I'm with
them, they know what they want. I don't have a car so I had to catch the
bus to get over there.

True to form, nearly as soon as I got there John practically tore my
clothes off, and his buddy wasn't far behind. "Arright, pussy boy's here
for his Christmas fucking," John growled as he undid my jeans and I pulled
my tight sweater over my head. "Get behind him, Jimmy. You can take him
first this year."

Jimmy opened his fly and stuck his cock in me. I had so much cum in there
already that he instantly sighed with satisfaction. I bet it felt like
lotion on his stiff joint. He grabbed my hips and banged me like he was
possessed, then sprayed his wad up in my hole. Nice. Then he pulled out and
I spun around. As I bent forward to suck on Jimmy's spent dick, John went
straight up my ass with his bone and hammered me full of another hot sticky
batch of sauce.

After that I visited Jethro, this totally hot grad student who lived in the
area. Jethro picked me up online a year or so back and liked fucking me so
much that we traded numbers, and now he does me a couple of times per
month. He likes younger dudes, and even though he's only in his
mid-twenties I guess I qualify. He told me recently that he fucks a lot of
the hot undergrad boys in the classes where he is a TA.

Jethro has an alternative look, all slim and emo with medium-long hair, but
he works out so he's really tight, and he definitely likes his sex the old
fashioned way. As usual, when I got to his house, he started making out
with me right there in the front hall. He's an awesome kisser. I look
forward to getting kissed by Jethro almost as much as I crave getting
plowed by his long, skinny cock.

Then he took me to his bedroom and we both got naked. He even lit a few
candles, even though it was still fairly light outside. I laid back, spread
my legs, and then lifted them onto his strong shoulders. He leaned into me,
sliding his cock up my cummy chute and then lip-locking me in more deep
kisses. Never breaking our embrace, he plunged his big rod in and out of
me, while I just whimpered like crazy and feverishly pulled him closer
around his shoulders and around his neck. Sometimes that romantic shit is
pretty nice.

Slowly, over probably a half-hour or more, his endless and powerful strokes
into my boy-pussy gradually built to a crescendo, and then he let loose
with a nice huge load of sperm. It exploded into me, flooding my ass with
cum. I felt it and the other loads drip out of my hungry hole and run down
my legs onto the bed.

After getting dressed, I left Jethro's and walked the twenty blocks or so
uptown to Peter and James. This was a bit of a hike, and it was pretty cold
outside, but Peter always offered to drive me home afterwards, and besides,
all the cum in my ass that was leaking into my boxers helped keep me warm
and tingly.

Peter answered the door with a big smile, and let me in. James was waiting
in the den, reading. They're a longtime couple, in their mid-thirties now,
and they almost never play outside the marriage. With me, though, they're
happy to make an exception. I've been getting bred by James for years,
before they were a couple even, and now they have an agreement that once a
year at Christmas, I get to be their special toy.

A fire roared in the fireplace, adding to the slightly romantic buzz I
still had from Jethro plowing me like I was a horny milkmaid and he was the
hired hand. Peter moved the ottoman and we all stretched out on the rug in
front of the fire, getting nude. We kissed a bit, and I sucked their cocks,
but before long Peter was lying behind me and fucking my ass, holding one
of my legs up for better access while I continued giving head to his
boyfriend James. Eventually I rolled onto my back and he got between my
legs to pound my ass full throttle. He didn't last long like this--guys
never do, at least not with my good looks and talented ass!

Peter dumped a serious load in me, and then it was time for James to take
his turn. Now I always teased James that I could remember his name easily,
because he looked just like James Marsden (from the X-Men movies). Those
beautiful eyes, the strong jaw, the huge smile. Anyway, every time he
fucked me I always came in a big way, and I'd usually jerk off later as
well, thinking about James Marsden fucking my ass.

Anyway, the real James got between my legs on the rug as soon as Peter
moved out of the way. I wanted to take him this way also, so I could look
up in his beautiful eyes. He fucked me deep and slow, and I wanted him to
kiss me the way Jethro had done, but Peter wouldn't let him. I guess that
was against their "rules." Oh well, I just smiled like a doofus and played
with myself, timing my pent-up load to shoot all over my face and my chest
at the same moment I heard James groan deeply and blow his own big wad in
my hole.

When I got dressed again, Peter offered me a ride home, like he always
did. I said sure, but asked him to drop me at a different place, not far
from my house but a little bit out of the way. He said that was fine.

Where he dropped me was at the house where my young friend Zack lived. Zack
was only eighteen and still lived with his parents, but on this afternoon
and evening he had the house to himself. Zack's a little hottie. He reminds
me of Zack Efron (only dirtier!)...again with the name thing. Anyway, Zack
cruised me at a park over the summer and when he went home with me he
begged me to fuck his sweet little ass, but I told him I was only a bottom,
so he had to fuck me. He agreed, and I was glad: for a teen-ager he packs a
huge dick, not to mention a mean fuck. God, he did me right. I wanted to
see him again and again, and he agreed. After a while, he made reference to
a couple of boys from school, Andy and Tad, who were helping him discover
the joys of being a bottom. I immediately said I wanted an introduction!
But all three boys never seemed to get the time (or the nerve) to do the
group thing, at least not with me. Until Christmas.

I knocked on Zack's front door, and he led me in and down to the
basement. He couldn't stop grinning. Once there, I met his friends: Andy, a
lanky basketball type who was seventeen, and Tad, this muscular little
blond god who had just turned eighteen. Both had their dicks out and were
watching pussy porn.

"Hi," Andy said, noticing me. "Wanna suck us off?"

So I went down on Andy while Zack serviced Tad. I focused on the blowjob
for a few minutes, and then I looked over at Zack and saw he was already
riding Tad's pole on the sofa. Tad was rock-hard but looked otherwise
totally non-committal. As Zack rode him up and down, he peered around the
bottom boy to continue watching the porn on TV.

"Hey! No fair!" I said. "You said I could be the bottom today for all three
of you. That's my Christmas present!" I tried to sound a little hurt, but
the truth was watching Zack bounce up and down lustily on that fat rod was
one of the hottest things I'd seen in a while. All three of these boys were
porn material, really.

"Don't worry, Tad here has got cum to burn," Zack replied, a little bit out
of breath. "He's gonna shoot in me in a few seconds, and it'll stay
hard. Just watch."

I did watch, and sure enough, Tad came a few seconds later. Except I could
barely tell it happened from watching Tad...he just sort of blinked, his
lips parted slightly, and he gave an extra thrust up into Zack's humping
frame. It was by looking at Zack's face that I could tell what
happened. Zack yelped a little, and shut his eyes, and then this wide grin
spread across his face and he let out a long exhale. I knew that look. Zack
had discovered the joy of feeling a big load of cum shot in his ass, at the
same young age that I had.

Zack dismounted, and Tad remained rock hard, just as Zack had
predicted. "Your turn," Zack said.

So I rode the blond muscle boy, cowgirl-style, facing the TV. Tad and I
both watched the straight porn on the screen for a few minutes, while I
enjoyed his fat teen cock, covered with cum, going straight up into my
hole. Then he sort of shook a little bit and pushed his cock in deep: once,
twice...and shot another big wad.

I was a little out of breath after that, too. "Fuck...that was nice..." I
said to nobody in particular.

After this, Andy and Zack pulled me down on the floor and started fucking
me at both ends. First I took Zack's familiar, lovely pole in my ass
doggy-style while I continued acquainting myself orally with Andy. Zack
made short work of breeding me, and then I pivoted 180 degrees and took the
same treatment from Andy's solid bone. Andy was the most verbal and the
most aggressive of the three, really laying into my ass and grabbing my
hips while he grunted: "Fuck...oh yeah man, take that cock...take that
load...fuckin' slut..."

So, I like it when a top talks dirty. And I like younger tops. So, when a
younger top talks smack to me--when a hot little teenager tells me what a
slut I am while he's powerfucking my sweet little hole--I'm pretty much
beside myself. I was sucking Zack's spent cock during this, but at the last
minute I had to send one hand down to touch myself. I ended up shooting a
load on the basement floor right after I felt Andy spray his wad of teen
jizz all over my insides. It drove me crazy knowing this sexy young thing
(the youngest guy to fuck me all day) was leaving a layer of his fresh cum
in me, on top of all the other dudes that day who had used my sweet, tight,
perfect little ass to get off. So many delicious holiday presents in my
ass!

Now that I'd cum, I felt totally relaxed. I laid on the floor for a bit,
hoping the guys might recharge and take another round at fucking me. I
didn't have long to wait. Zack was back in short order, and I stayed on my
back to take another batch of his cum, front-loaded this time. Then he went
back to riding Tad to another load while Andy once again humped my sloppy
hole. After Tad came in Zack (again) Zack came over and sat his cute ass
right down on my face, and I felched Tad's teen cream out of him. This made
Andy roar with excitement, and he blew another big wad in my ass. It also
got Tad's attention, who finally got off the couch and delivered his
missionary-style fuck to me as well, gritting his teeth and starting down
at me intensely as he hammered my ass and shot his fourth load of the day
(that I knew of, at least) up my ass.

Tad and Andy left after that, and Zack took his dad's truck to give me a
ride home. As he was dropping me off, he asked how many cocks I was getting
the next day. I told him Christmas eve was my biggest--eleven loads
scheduled. I think he was pretty jealous.

I made some dinner, then stripped, got in bed and reached between my sexy
legs, feeding myself some of the sweet honey I had collected over the
latter half of the day. My favorite finale in this holiday tradition (or
any time I got gangbanged, which was pretty often) was to "sample" the
loads I had worked so hard at collecting. This year didn't disappoint, and
I fell asleep with the taste of success lingering on my lips, while I
eagerly dreamed of all the yummy cocks and cum I would be getting over the
next few days as well...

TO BE CONTINUED