Date: Sun, 15 Jun 2008 22:14:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paul Moody <pauljames.moody@yahoo.com>
Subject: STEVE IS AN INCREDIBLE PIG/LOGAN BECOMES AN INSATIABLE PIG Part 3.txt

LOGAN BECOMES AN INSATIABLE PIG
By pauljames.moody@yahoo.com
Part 3

Logan.

The parking lot was empty when I pulled up to the college gymnasium meaning
that I was the first one there.  It wasn't too surprising even though it
was a bit later than my usual arrival time since I usually have about a
half hour to an hour to myself before anyone else shows up.  Occasionally
one of the other athletes comes around but most Saturdays it is just Mike,
Tony, Shawn, and me.

I punched in the door code Mike had given me and headed directly to the
equipment room since I had worn my work-out clothes from home.  Even though
I was interested in adding muscle, Mike had pounded into my head the need
for adequate stretching and for aerobic exercise.  Without those two
components in a workout routine, I could end up as a muscular fat man who
can't raise his arms over his head.  The description seemed a bit extreme,
but I definitely enjoyed the extra stamina I gained from adding aerobics to
my routine and some of the benefits from the stretching routines were
unbelievably pleasurable.  Aside from that, Mike didn't want anyone using
the weight equipment without a buddy; period.  No buddy in the room; no
weights.  The penalty for violating that rule was to have your door code
shut off, that way you could not get into the gym unless you were with
someone else.  He had actually shut off the door code for one of last
year's freshmen, so I knew he wasn't bluffing.

I really like to use the elliptical machine for aerobics so I set my Ipod
to the latest hip-hop CD I had downloaded, did a perfunctory
stretching/warm-up routine and hopped on the elliptical.  I figured I would
be able to get a good 20 minutes on it before anyone else arrived.  I was
surprised that I was only listening to the fifth track when I saw the door
alarm start doing a double-flash, meaning that someone was punching in a
code to try to open the door.  The alarm light switched to green so I knew
someone was there; probably Tony and Shawn since Mike usually came in a bit
later.  I could hardly wait to tell them what happened when I got home last
night!  I thought about teasing them a little and talking about how mad my
dad was, but I knew I would not be able to keep a straight face while doing
it.

I was surprised a little when Cade entered the room.  He was a junior who
transferred here from the community college in the next county.  He had
never been here on a Saturday morning before; rumor had it that it was
because he was out with a different woman every Friday night.  He even
bragged to some of the other guys that he had a different girl-friend every
weekend.  Even though he didn't look too happy, I love to watch him
work-out because he tailors his routines to be a better baseball player.
He doesn't go for a lot of bulk, but instead works to keep his body-fat
down and moderate muscle size.

I turned off my Ipod and said hello.  As he sat down on a rowing machine he
mumbled a half-hearted; "Hi, kid."

I didn't really like being called a kid and it seemed that he wasn't too
interested in conversation so I fumbled a bit with my earphones to restart
my Ipod when he asked; "You hang out with Shawn and Tony a lot don't you?"

"Yeah", I said; "They are great guys and they've helped me a lot with my
workout routines and with my school work."

He pushed the button on the machine to start a rowing set and said; "Since
I never saw them out with any girls I sort of suspected that they are gay,
but last week I saw them in the locker room kissing each other, so that
confirmed it for me.  Since you spend so much time with them, I guess you
are too, aren't you?"

I paused and looked at him for a couple of seconds; there's nothing like a
guy who gets right to the point.  The action of his chest muscles as he
rowed was enough to make my dick jump a little in my jock strap.  He saw my
cock twitch because he was looking at my face but looked down at my crotch
when it moved.  He got a little grin on his face and raised an eye-brow.
He was so fucking hot-looking that my cock jumped again.  Since he was
being bold with his questions, I answered; "Yes, I am.  Is that the look
you use to get all the girls to say yes when you ask them out?"

"Well, I guess it is." he answered; "I hadn't really thought about it much,
but a couple of girls have told me that they like the way I smile. It
didn't help me score a date for last night, though."

I had reached 20 minutes on the elliptical machine so I stepped off and
dropped down on the mat next to the rowers to do some crunches and
commented; "You seemed to have dated every girl on campus since you've been
here.  What happened, did you run out of girls to ask?"

My question seemed to strike a bit of a nerve with him because he frowned a
bit and just replied; "I haven't dated every girl here; there are many who
have boyfriends and they aren't willing to try out another guy.  But,
you're nearly correct, I think I have dated all of the available girls;
even the zit-faced ugly ones.  I'm a little pissed at the guys I was in
school with last year; they said there were a lot of nymphos here who could
handle a big dick, but so far I've scared off every girl I've dated."

The wheels started spinning in my head... A big dick?  Scaring off every
girl he dates?  This guy needed another guy who could handle his big cock
and he might never go back to dating women!  I gave him my best smile with
a little wink and said; "Well, the only nymphos I know of around here who
can handle a big cock are guys.  If you ever find a girl who wants to learn
what to do with a big dick, you're welcome to give me a call and I'll be
glad to give her a demonstration."

Cade's jaw dropped a little and I saw what was obviously a bigger bulge
than he had when he walked into the room jump a little.  I went back to
trying to do my crunches but was having difficulty with maintaining proper
form.  I now had a full raging hardon tenting out the front of my shorts
and laying prone to start each crunch just made it that much more obvious.
He asked; "What are you, like... 15?  How much experience could you have
with a ten-inch cock?"

I couldn't help frowning a little again at his questions, but knowing that
he could get into serious trouble if I was too young I shrugged it off and
answered; "I'm seventeen and I've had bigger."  (Ok, so I'm not quite
seventeen, but I'm closer to seventeen than to sixteen).

"Really?" he asked; "You've had bigger?  I'm not sure I believe it."

"Maybe you would like a demonstration?" I asked and winked at him with a
half smile and a quick lick with my tongue to wet my lips.

As I asked my question the door alarm light started flashing again and
quickly turned green.  He saw it too and quickly asked; "Can I call you?"

I grinned, knowing that I was going to get to swing on this hot stud's
ten-inch cock.  He had pulled out his cell-phone as he asked the question
so I rattled off my number and he entered it into his phone.  As he flipped
it shut to put it back into his pocket Shawn and Tony came in.  As usual,
they were already sweaty; I knew it was from a wake-up fuck so they
wouldn't have any trouble keeping their dicks down long enough for a decent
workout.  They gave Cade and me a once-over, lingering for a moment on the
tents we each were showing and nearly in unison said; "Hi Logan.  Hi Cade."

Cade got a little red in the face and even though he had only been working
out for about 10 minutes, he mumbled that he had to go and got up and left.
Shawn and Tony and I all watched his ass as he left the room and I realized
that he could see what we were doing because of the reflection in the
window of the door.  As soon as the door swung shut, Tony and Shawn were
giving me the third degree, asking what was going on, what we had been
talking about, what got both of us worked up, etc.?

I could only grin at them and say; "I'm going to go for a ride on his cock
before I'm finished."  I was about to burst wanting to tell them about last
night, but my phone chirped to indicate a text message.

It was Cade texting; "Meet me in the parking lot.  Please?"

I wasn't about to pass this up, so I told Shawn and Tony that I would fill
them in later and double-timed it to the parking lot.  Cade was sitting
there in his super-charged Mustang Cobra and the tent in his shorts was
even bigger than when he left the gym.  I leaned over to put my arms on the
top of his car and my basket was perfectly positioned so it was right in
his face.  He couldn't look at me without also getting an eye-full of my
cock pushing my shorts outward through the open window into his car.

He licked his lips as he looked past it and up to my face as he asked;
"Were you serious about a demonstration?"

Holy fuck, but this guy was hard up!  All I said was; "I'll follow you."
and sprinted to my truck.  Even though he was a junior, this was his first
year at the college and he had to live on-campus so his place was close.
Luckily, being an upper-classman, he had a private apartment in the housing
area where married students and students with young kids can stay.  It was
barely five minutes before we were pulling into the parking lot.  I got out
of my truck and he just sat in his car for several seconds.

I walked over to his car just as I had at the gym and asked; "Having second
thoughts?"

He didn't even bother looking up to my face.  He just stared right at my
crotch and answered; "Yeah, I was, but not any more."

I opened his door for him and he stepped out of his car.  I was struck by
how pumped he looked after just ten minutes of rowing but his biceps and
pecs looked fantastic and I just wanted a chance to play with the big
nipples poking out through his tank-tee.  Maybe he would enjoy a
demonstration of muscle-worshiping?

I followed him to his apartment in a row house type of building.  There
were four two-story apartments in the middle and at each end there was a
one-story apartment.  He led us to a one-story on the end.  As soon as the
door closed behind us, he turned and leaned down to kiss me full on the
mouth.  It was a deep spit-swapping, tongues tangling sort of kiss.  Since
I thought he was straight, I was surprised.  He broke off and said; "My
older brother always said that a guy had to be willing to lick any hole he
wants to fuck or he shouldn't put his dick in it.  I stopped in the parking
lot because I was remembering when he told me that.  Since I was hoping
that you want to suck my cock, I figured I had better be willing to kiss
you.  I wasn't sure I could kiss another guy, but when you came over to the
car, my cock told me I could."

I reached in between us to squeeze his pecs and leaned in to kiss him
again, saying; "I would love to thank your cock personally for telling you
that."

He put his hands over mine and said; "Oh, shit, that feels good!  Let's go
to my bedroom."

His bedroom was on the outside wall, overlooking a deep yard and then the
parking lot.  The living room and kitchen were between his bedroom and
nearest wall of an adjoining unit so he was afforded a lot of privacy.  The
bed was unmade, but the sheets were clean and it was obvious that bed was
usually made because the ends of the top sheet were still tucked under the
mattress.

He swept the blankets and top sheet off the bed and, still being tucked in
at the bottom, they landed in a pile at the foot of the bed.  He climbed on
the bed fully clothed, shoes and all, propped himself up on a couple of
pillows, put his hands behind his head and gave me that same grin with his
eye-brow cocked upward that he had given me at the gym.

I barely knew where to start... I would like nothing more than to get his
shirt off and give his biceps, pecs, abs, and everything else there the
sort of worshiping he deserved, but I didn't want to go too fast and scare
him either.  I settled on a compromise, his feet and legs.  I had gotten a
thrill from sucking on my father's toes the night before and I was anxious
to try it again.

His workout shoes were high-tops so I knelt over his feet at the foot of
his bed to untie them before taking them and his socks off.  I started on
the first one and he reached for the other, but I put my hand on his and
asked; "Is there a reason to hurry?"

He shook his head, no and said; "Uh uh."

"Ok." I replied; "Then the first part of the demonstration is for you to
lay back and observe while I demonstrate."  Then I winked at him and
smiled.

He just said; "Oh!" and laid back against his pillows again, inter-twining
his fingers behind his head again.  It took all my will-power to stay
focused on his feet and not dive into his hairy arm-pits to get every
molecule of his work-out sweat into my nose and all over my taste-buds.

I had his first shoe and sock off and was going to take the other one off
first, but I couldn't help notice that his foot smelled a lot like an
arm-pit and I just had to get closer to sample the smell a little more
before moving on to the other foot.  The closer I got the closer I wanted
to get... soon I was kissing his insole and inhaling the aroma.  He was
obviously getting off on it because he groaned and let his head roll back.
I looked up and saw a huge bulge in the front of his shorts.  I could see
that he was telling the truth about having a ten-inch cock.

I kissed and licked from his arch to the ball of his foot and then I had
five toes/pricks of various sizes staring me in the face.  I always like to
save the best and biggest of anything for last so as to savor it more so I
moved to his little toe first to suck and nibble and lick between it and
the next toe.  It was clear that Cade had never had anyone make love to his
feet before from his reaction (this being only my second time doing it, I
was still the more experienced one).  He alternately rolled his head back
and groaned or looked down to watch me intently with a mile-wide grin on
his face.

As I moved on to his next toes, I slowly untied his other shoe so I could
easily pull it and his sock off when I was ready.  All too soon I had
reached his big toe.  He had reached for his cock as I got to his big toe,
but I put my hand on his to stop him and he looked down again and said;
"Oh, yeah. No reason to rush." and took his hand away.  I couldn't resist
giving his stiff cock a squeeze before returning to his feet.  I could
hardly wait to get that big cock in my ass!

The other shoe came off and I peeled his sock down 'til it followed his
shoe onto the floor and I gave his other foot the same sort of attention as
I did the first.  When I got to his big toe, I just couldn't help myself
and I put his big toes together, side-by-side, and started bobbing my head
on both like they were two short, fat cocks.  That action got Cade pretty
worked up because he sat up and pulled his tank-tee off.  It landed on the
floor as he reached for the waist-band of his shorts, but again I put my
hand on his and he stopped.

I was glad that he got his shirt off before I stopped him.  He was a sight
to behold.  Baseball players always focus on building upper body strength
to hit home-runs, and man did this guy ever have the build to hit home
runs, both in sports and in bed.  Muscles everywhere... biceps, delts,
pecs, traps, lats, and obliques; all standing out individually, toned, and
tight.  I would soon give each group the attention it deserved.  He also
had a light crop of sandy colored hair covering most of his chest out to
just encircle his nipples and then narrowing to a light trail as it
progressed from his chest down to his abs where the hair spread out again
to give a little softening to his six-pack and then narrowing yet again to
create a pronounced treasure trail before plunging into the waist-band of
his shorts.

While sucking his toes I had been feeling and rubbing up and down his legs
from the bottoms of his shorts all the way down to his feet so I felt ok
about leaving his feet and legs behind for now, especially since he was
comfortable enough with me that he had just torn his shirt off so fast that
I thought he would have ripped it to get free of it if it hadn't slipped
over his head so easily.  Besides, along with licking all of those
beautiful muscles, I still wanted to lick the sweat from his arm-pits.

I crawled up the bed beside him and began kissing the inside of his elbow,
using my lips and tongue to outline each cleft in his muscles.  He kept
moaning and groaning as I showed him how much of a turn-on muscle
worshiping can be for both of us.  Having given his biceps and triceps a
working-over, I moved into his arm-pit.  He jumped.  I wasn't sure if it
was because he was ticklish or if he just wasn't expecting it, but I went
in again and this time he didn't flinch.

He let his head roll back and groaned; "Oh, fuck, Logan I never realized
that this kind of stuff could be such a turn-on."

I paused for a second while I responded; "I've only just started.  You
haven't felt anything yet, stud."

Even though he had barely started his workout before stopping, he had a
nice athletic smell in his pit that I wanted to taste.  The hairs were
sticking together in tight little rings that I was able to lick and suck on
a couple at a time.  The deep valley between all the tendons that come
together in the arm pit was deep and smelled faintly of soap as well as
sweat.  Both of his arm-pits were going to smell like my saliva by the time
I was done!

I knew my way to the other sweaty underarm would usually mean a stop at
each tit, but given the way he re-acted when I was squeezing them earlier,
I decided I would bypass his chest for now and go for his other arm first.
Besides, he was definitely feeling comfortable with having a guy 'digging'
him so I wanted to push things a little more.  I stayed on his left side
and knelt over him to kiss and lick the bicep on his right arm while he
still had it raised with his hand behind his head.  That put my chest in
his face and hard-as-steel cock against his flank - of course I was still
wearing my workout clothing, but he didn't have to use his imagination to
figure out what was pushing against him.

I started on his right bicep much the same as I had done the left when I
felt him each around me with his left hand and pull me tighter to him.  He
was really getting into it; his breathing was heavy he gasped several
times.  His hand wandered down to my ass and as he squeezed it he said;
"Fucking A-plus, Dude!  I don't think I've ever been so turned on in my
whole fucking life!  And I have my pants on still!"

I had gotten a couple of licks into his arm-pit already and wasn't
completely ready to stop, but it sounded like now was a good time to get
him out of his shorts.  I pulled back a bit and said; "We can change
that... how would you like to turned on like never before and *not* have
your pants on?"  Then I reached for the waist-band of his shorts.

Cade turned the tables on me a bit, though, by putting his hand over mine
and asking; "What's the rush?  Let's get you out of your clothes first."

I thought he would never ask... and I certainly didn't think the seemingly
completely 'straight' guy was going to be so comfortable with this sort of
scene with another guy.  My shoes weren't high-tops like Cade's so they had
hit the floor while I was working his feet over and all I had left on my
feet was the short athletic socks I usually wear.  The words were barely
out of his mouth before my shirt was landing on top of my shoes and I was
reaching for the waist-band of my shorts.  But, again, he put his hands
over mine and asked; "What's the rush?"

All I could think to say was; "Oh shit, Cade.  You are so fucking hot and I
want to get naked with you and lick and kiss you everywhere and just act
like a real pig wallowing in your bed and in everything 'you'!

Cade's eyes widened a bit in surprise and inside I was cursing myself.  All
I could think was; "You dumb fuck, you said too much and sounded too gay
and now he's going to tell me I have to leave."

I thought I might blow a load into my jock-strap when he pulled me down and
deep kissed me on the mouth again and said; "You got it baby.  Dig in!" and
then he started tugging my shorts down over my ass.

Well, not being one to pass up a golden opportunity, I reached for the
waist-band of his shorts again and pulled them down.  He had to raise his
butt up off the bed a little for me, but he was wearing nothing but glory
in an instant, and boy, what a glorious site it was...

I didn't have to wonder any more why he couldn't get a second date; when he
said his cock was ten inches I couldn't imagine why that would be a problem
for him.  Girls who couldn't handle ten inches could just take as much as
they were comfortable with and be happy, but not with this guy.  His cock
was a little thicker than most, not too thick, but thick enough to
'officially' be called 'big'.  However, aside from being thick and ten
inches long, he had a wicked curve in his cock close to the head that made
the head point up and to the right.  The curve had to have made the head
and first couple of inches seem double the size they actually were.

He looked a little nervous watching me look at his cock and watching for my
reaction.  Luckily I was so worked up by then that I could not have had a
reluctant thought about a cock that looked like knarly old tree stump, but
I was aware enough to see his nervousness so I said; "Man I can't wait to
get that whole thing into my throat!"

His nervousness disappeared in an instant and he said; "No one has ever
come close to getting that thing buried to the balls and I'll bet you can't
get the whole thing into your throat, let alone anywhere else."

I couldn't believe my luck!  I wanted to find out just how far he would be
willing to go, so I eagerly asked; "A bet!  Whoo hoo!  What did you have in
mind to bet?"

It seemed that he wasn't ready to commit to anything though, because he
responded with; "Oh! Sorry Logan.  I guess that's just a figure of speech
that I use too much.  I wasn't really trying to make a bet."

"Mmmmm, no worries, dude." I said.  "I don't really need a wager to get me
down on that cock.  Man, it looks tasty!"

It did look tasty, too.  Ten inches of thick, cut cock with a wide, flared,
helmet-shaped head that had a deep cleft along the underside where the
shaft and head came together just below the piss-slit.  The curve near the
head made the underside appear to be swollen until a closer look or feel
revealed that he simply had more erectile tissue along the bottom and left
sides of his cock than there was along the top and right sides.

My shorts were halfway down my ass and I wasn't going to get very far
trying to get his cock in my throat from his left side so I pushed my
shorts down and kicked them off leaving me in nothing but my jock-strap.  I
moved to crawl over him to get to his other side and as I straddled him I
suddenly found myself cock-to-cock for the second time today.  He grabbed
my shoulders and pulled me down to kiss me.  I was sorry I hadn't also
taken my jock strap off, but I reached down and pulled the pouch to the
side so our bare cocks were rubbing against each other.

I squeezed his pecs again as he pulled me down to kiss me.  We were both
moaning and breathing heavy.  I moved down a little to lick and nibble at
his nipples and chest.  He had beautiful puffy, quarter-sized nipples that
would have created a couple of huge points in the front of his shirt.
Except his chest was so well defined that his nipples pointed almost
straight down from his well-developed pecs and could only make the more
moderate points I had noticed earlier.

I moved even lower to get his left nipple in my mouth.  His cock was laying
flat between the lower part of his abs and the upper part of my abs and
lower chest.  As I bit and nipped at it, his nipple stiffened and hardened
in my mouth, he moaned loudly, saying; "Aaaaggghhh! Oh fuck!  Thhhhaaaat
fffffeeeels fffffantastic!  Aaaahhh!  Do the other one, too!  Pleeeeaaase!"

I was more than happy to oblige him.  His muscular chest and big nipples
were such a turn-on for me that I could have spent hours working them over.
I moved form nipple to nipple a couple of times while rubbing my chest and
upper abs across his cock and balls.  He had a hold of my head moving it
from side to side as he wanted me to switch from nipple to nipple.  I used
my hands to tweak and tug and pinch his other nipple each time he switched
me from one to the other.  After a couple more switches from nipple to
nipple I was ready for cock.  I grabbed each nipple and pulled a bit harder
than I had so far and started to scoot lower, but as I pulled on his
nipples a blast hit me on my chin.

He was cumming!  Just from me working over his nipples he was shooting his
load!

Being the cum-pig that I am, I wasn't about to let it go to waste.  As his
next blast erupted, my open mouth was where my chin had been a moment
before and the aim was perfect.  I got a huge, gooey, tasty wad of cum
right in the center of my tongue.  I didn't stop to savor it though,
because I knew there would be more on its way and I wanted that, too.

Before his next volley was released, I had my mouth over the head of his
cock and the remainder of his load was delivered directly to my taste-buds
(Yyyyyummmm!  Have I ever mentioned how much I love cum!).  I was careful
not to swallow because I wanted to play with it and savor it now that he
was through.  Besides, if he was going to go back to being 'straight' and
'macho' then now was the time it was going to happen so I figured the
longer I stayed on his cock and kept him hard and played with his cum, the
longer he would have to get over it.

I used my hand to wipe the cum off of my chin and used it as lube all
around the shaft of his cock.  I kept the head of his dick in my mouth as I
finished moving to his right side and I rubbed the rest of the cum from my
chin around on his nuts.  I wrapped my thumb and first finger around his
scrotum and tugged a little so his cock pointed upward a bit more.

And then, with little fanfare, and a mouthful of cum lubing my mouth and
throat, I swallowed his cock to the balls.  The bend in his cock felt a bit
unusual and if I hadn't been used to deep-throating a much bigger cock than
his, I probably would have gagged on it.

I heard him gasp and his hips bucked upward a couple of times as his nuts
tightened and pulled up against my thumb and fore-finger wrapped around his
scrotum.  His cock began pulsing in my mouth and throat and I realized that
he was cumming again.  I backed off to get a blast of his cum in my mouth
and then pushed right back down to the root again.  As I tightened my lips
around the base of his cock, he gasped and moaned again and started
chanting; "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Ofuck! Ofuck! Ofuck!"

I fucked my mouth up and down on his cock and enjoyed the fullness in my
throat where his cock was bent.  He seemed to have the strongest reaction
when I had my lips around the base of his cock so I slowed my fucking
motions to spend a bit longer with his dick in my throat and I used my
tongue to lick around the root.  His cock continued to jerk and twitch like
he was cumming, but nothing was coming out of it.  I kept up a slow fucking
motion, spending a lot of time with his cock buried to the hilt for about a
minute.  A whole minute seems like an eternity when experiencing a dry cum
and Cade finally had to pull his cock away from me.

I wanted to get back to my interrupted muscle worship session, but figured
he would need a couple of minutes to recover.  He had put his hand on my
shoulder and did not take it away when he pulled his cock away so he seemed
to be inviting continued contact.  I moved up into the crook of his arm and
chest and lay my head on his chest.  He was breathing hard and his heart
was racing.  He surprised me when he pulled my face up and kissed me again.
I'm certain that my mouth tasted strongly of his cum, but he obviously
enjoyed it because he kissed me deeply.

He broke our kiss and said; "Holy shit, Logan.  Where did you learn to suck
cock like that?  I've always had a fantasy about having my cock buried to
the hilt in a girl's throat or pussy, but given the way my cock is, I never
expected it to happen.  Then you come along and act like my cock isn't even
bent weirdly and swallow it whole.  I was sort of ready to call it quits
after I shot off when you licked my tits, but man once I felt your lips
around the base of my cock!  Oh fuck!  I just shot another wad; less than a
minute after shooting my first load!  Dude, I've always been 'Ok' with gay
guys around, but never thought about getting it on with a guy until now.  I
can't believe that I've spent so much time chasing girls who just end up
bitching and moaning about my cock being bent or too big or too smelly or
too gross, when there were guys like you around!"  And then he bent down to
kiss me again.

"Oh. My. Gawd." I thought.  "I could fall in love with this guy."

It took me a second to figure out how to respond, but luckily he was
kissing me while I figured out how to tell him what I was feeling; "Cade,
your cock feels fantastic in my throat and I really want it down there
again, soon, and often if that's ok with you.  I don't know if you gave any
thought to fucking another guy, but I REALLY like to get fucked and I was
hoping to get that big dick of yours buried to the hilt in my ass, too."

Cade got a mile-wide grin on his face and asked; "Ok, how do we make that
happen?"

I couldn't believe my luck; this incredibly hunky ball-player was wanting
to fuck my ass with his ten-inch cock and he was asking me what to do in
order to make it happen.  I closed my eyes for a second to offer up a
prayer of thanks to the gods who were looking over me and then told him;
"Well first we should finish what I started earlier, there are still a
couple of muscle groups that I haven't become intimately familiar with
yet. I want to check out your triceps, your delts, traps, lats, and
especially your glutes!  Role over, please."

He just chuckled at my list of muscles in the back and butt as he rolled
over and I dove right into my task.  I switched from left to right licking
and rubbing and kissing first his triceps on the back of each arm and then
moving up to his deltoids on each shoulder.  He wasn't much different from
me in that his delts proved to be an unexpected erogenous zone for him.  He
was acting a bit like he was ticklish on his shoulders given the way he
squirmed but he also started moaning and urging me to continue.

My cock was still free from the pouch of my jock strap and it naturally
found its way to the cleft of Cade's ass.  It felt great there and as I
worked on his shoulders, he started squeezing his cheeks together and
massaging my dick.  I found myself really humping against his ass as I
licked and kissed his shoulders, his neck, and his upper arms.

After giving his shoulders and neck a thorough tongue bath and leaving Cade
breathing hard, I moved down his spine until I had his lats on each side.
I love to check out a man's lats; they are the hardest muscle group to
really work into some nice definition and when a guy is fit enough to show
a real cobra pose, I go wild with desire.  I was ready to go wild with
desire on Cade's lats.  He had great definition in his lats and I wanted to
just dig in.

Unfortunately, he was a little ticklish there, about like me.  Maybe having
our upper backs and shoulders as erogenous zones meant that we had to
suffer through being ticklish along our lats.

No big worries for me, though, because that propelled me lower, toward a
magnificent pair of muscular mounds that I was hoping were just as
sensitive as mine.  I could hardly wait to lick and kiss and squeeze his
glutes to check out his reaction.  Maybe even a little swat or spanking
would be welcomed.  I started out squeezing and licking and kissing on the
mounds of his ass cheeks.  He gasped as I squeezed and suddenly I knew all
I needed to know.  He would be putty in my hands.

I squeezed and kissed his ass cheeks for a couple of minutes and put my
arms between his legs and reached around his thighs to squeeze his ass
cheeks some more.  I leaned to the side and nipped at the sensitive skin in
the little fold between his cheek and thigh.  He did just as I expected as
he gasped and raised his butt up in the air a little.  I leaned to the
other side and nipped him there, too and again he raised his butt up a bit
higher.

As he raised his butt and my arms were between his legs, he instinctively
spread his legs wider.  That left me staring at a spectacular sight... his
asshole had a light dusting of short hairs all around it, but amazingly, it
was a perfectly round little hole that seemed to be gaping open a little
until I saw that he had a deeper ring in his hole that was closed tightly.

I couldn't resist myself; I locked my lips around his hole and started
licking.  He gasped again and moved away a little, but with my arms around
his upper thighs he couldn't go far without also taking me with him.  The
sensation of having my tongue dragging over his hole must have hit him like
a ton of bricks and once he got past the surprise he moaned quite loudly
and pushed his ass pack against my face.

I took that as permission to make his ass feel as good as I possibly could
and pushed my tongue into his tunnel.  He squealed a little and pushed his
ass back into my face with a little grinding motion and reached back to
pull my head tighter to his ass.  I didn't really want him to hold my head
as I would definitely have it buried between his cheeks all by my self, so
I pushed forward a little 'til he lost balance and had to put both hands in
front of himself to keep his balance.

I was then free to really dig into his asshole.  I could smell a little
sweaty, soapy aroma from his morning shower and abbreviated workout and I
was drooling a constant stream of saliva that I pushed into his ass with my
tongue.

I pulled my right arm back from around his thigh and wetted my index finger
with saliva and then pushed it into his ass below my tongue.  I used a
little trick I had learned a few months earlier and bent my finger a little
and gently pulled back.  I wasn't pulling back hard enough to pull my
finger out, but enough to pull the ring of his anus out a bit.  Then I
began twisting and moving my finger from side to side while still pulling
back.

Cade was gong wild from the sensations in his ass.  He had his ass in the
air and his chest flat on the bed while he reached back to spread his ass
cheeks wider for me.  He started moaning; "Oh fuck!  Keep licking! Please
keep licking! Oh fuck! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

I figured out that he did not realize that I had a finger in his ass and
that he thought everything he was feeling was from my tongue, so I stuck a
second finger in along side the first.  I was amazed that he finally
realized I had my fingers in his ass and instead of pulling away, he pushed
back to get them in deeper.

I kept working my fingers in his ass and started kissing and licking his
ass cheeks again and occasionally pulling my fingers out to dive back in
with my tongue and push a little more saliva into his ass.  After a couple
of minutes I had three fingers pushed into his ass as deeply as I could get
them and he was still pushing back like he wanted more.

That is exactly what he asked for, too; more.  He was clenching his jaw and
groaning and saying; "Oh fuck!  There's a feeling in my butt that I can't
describe, and I want more... I need more.  O fuck, Logan!  Push your
fingers in deeper!"

I knew the exact feeling he was describing and I also knew that my tongue
couldn't satisfy his yearning and neither could my fingers.  Nothing was
going to satisfy his hungry ass but a cock.  "Sorry Cade." I answered, "but
there in as far as they can go.  I know the exact feeling you're having and
the only thing that's ever been able to satisfy that feeling for me is a
big, hard cock."

"No way! I'm not gay!  I'm not going to get fucked in the ass! Only gay
guys do that."  And with that said he pulled his ass away from my fingers
and made to move away, but I still had one arm wrapped around his thigh and
so I dove right back into his asshole with my tongue.  His move to get away
was short-lived and futile since he stopped as soon as he felt my tongue in
his hole instead of my fingers.

I guess I had never been in a position to enjoy rimming a truly virginal
asshole and I was surprised a little at how tight his pucker was.  What was
the most enjoyable though, were the smooth walls of his chute.  I carefully
licked each side and the top and bottom.  It wasn't as though his hole was
so big that I could only lick one part at a time, but I put extra pressure
on each point as I focused on it.

He was squirming under me and reaching for his cock to jerk it while
moaning and asking me to put my fingers back in his ass.  I was only too
happy to do as he asked.  His hole was slicked up and wet from my saliva so
my fingers went in easily.  I finally relinquished my hold on his thigh and
rolled over to give myself easier access to his nuts.  I had three fingers
in his ass and was licking his nuts while his cock was again a stiff,
throbbing kielbasa drooling pre-cum on my forehead and in my hair.

I licked on his balls and tenderly mouthed each of his nuts first
individually and then, stretching my mouth wide, I stuffed both of them
into my mouth and swiped my tongue back and forth around them.  All the
while I was working two and three fingers into his ass, first two; in, out,
in, out; then three; in, out, in, out; then back to two.  After less than a
minute, he pushed himself up and moaned out; "Oh fuck!  That hungry feeling
is back and it's even worse than before.  Are you sure that letting you
fuck me will make it go away?"

I let his nuts slip out of my mouth and said; "Dude, for me that feeling
never really goes away, but I'm gay, so maybe that's a difference between
gay and strait guys.  All I'm saying is that the only way I know of to
satisfy that hungry feeling in my ass is to put a cock in it."

"How do you know it will 'satisfy' me? He asked.

"I guess I don't, so we can stop if you want." I responded as I alternated
again from two to three fingers pushing in and out of his ass.

He groaned loudly and his cock got really stiff and he said; "Ok, I might
regret this, but let's do it.  I've heard that it hurts the first time.  Is
that true?"

"I've got you so stretched out with my fingers that it isn't likely to hurt
much at all for you.  But, if it makes you feel better about it, why don't
you stay on top of me and then you can decide how much of my cock to take
and how fast.  If it hurts, you will only have to pull off and that will
end it.  It would also help if we had something more than my spit for lube.
Do you have anything?"

He reached over to his night-stand and pulled out a squeeze tube of a
generic, greasy feeling hand-lotion that I would never consider using for
hand lotion, but definitely made a great jerk-off lubricant.  When I let
his balls go, he had moved back a bit so he could see my face while we
talked and now his cock head was bobbing around over my lips so I opened my
mouth and stuck my tongue out to lave around his head.  While playing a
reverse version of bobbing for apples with his cock-head I squeezed a
generous amount of the lotion on my hand to smear around on my cock.  Once
my dick was well lubed, I got even more of the greasy lotion and rubbed it
around on my fingers until it had warmed up to my body temperature and then
worked three, and then four fingers into his hole.

I twisted and turned my arm and hand while pushing into his ass so the
lotion would be evenly distributed and he would be as stretched and relaxed
as possible before trying to take my cock in his ass.  He was breathing
heavy and grunting as I worked my fingers into his hole.  Finally he
reached back and took hold of my wrist and pulled my hand away from his
ass, saying; "Ok, it's time to do this.  What should I do; kneel over you
or squat?"

"Well." I answered; "If you squat and loose your balance, you're probably
going to jam my cock in your ass hard and fast.  If you kneel and decide
you need to pull off of me, then all you have to do is lean forward and
I'll come out."

"Oh, good thinking." he answered.  Little did he know that I had been in
the same situation not long ago and I made the decision to squat, but
that's a story for another time.  Since he was already on his knees he
crawled backward keeping his knees on each side of me until the head of my
cock was poking at the underside of his nuts.  I reached under him to take
hold of my cock and began rubbing the head of it up and down in the crack
of his ass.

I really had his hole nicely stretched with my fingering and he was ready
for my cock.  I placed the head of my dick at the entrance to his love
canal and poked at it a little.  I looked up at him and he was staring
strait ahead with a glazed look in his eyes and he suddenly pushed back
until the head of my cock popped into his asshole.  He gasped and sucked
his lower lip into his mouth behind his upper teeth like he was
concentrating hard.  He stayed like that for nearly a minute.  His cock was
rock-hard and throbbing and his muscles were tense as he grunted and
groaned and he bit on his lower lip.

Finally he relaxed a bit and looked down at me, saying; "Holy fuck, Logan!
I didn't know something like this would feel so fucking good!  I almost
shot my load again."

"You've only got a couple of inches in so far Cade." I said.  "I'll bet you
still have that hungry feeling deep inside your ass don't you?"

As he nodded his head, I continued; "You'll have to get my cock in there to
where you can feel it."

He didn't waste any more time after that; he slowly pushed backward easing
inch after inch of my cock into his ass.  He had a look of amazement on his
face and his pleasure was obvious.  With only a couple of inches left to
go, the head of my cock rubbed across his prostate gland.  He stopped and
his expression changed to one of even more joyous wonderment as he moaned
out loud; "Oooohhhh!  That's the hungry spot.  Oh fuck!  That's the spot!
That's it!  Oh, that feels fucking fantastic!  Pleeeeassse!!!! Make me feel
that some more.  What do I need to do?  I gotta have more!"

That was all I needed to hear; I grabbed his hips and braced my legs on the
bed and jammed the last couple of inches of my cock into his ass.  He
screamed!  "Aaaayyyyyeeee!!!!" And then he had his hands on my shoulders
holding me in place and began forcefully fucking himself up and down on my
cock; each up and down movement forced my cock-head to rub over his
prostate again and again.

I again thought that I could really fall in love with this guy as he took
his first cock and was already long-dicking himself on it like he was an
old pro.  I braced my legs on the bed and started fucking up into him to
meet his down-strokes and he responded with even more force, slamming his
ass down on my cock.  The muscles in his ass were milking my cock hard.  It
was as if he was trying to use his ass muscles to break my cock off at the
root.

I knew I would not last long if we didn't slow down a little so I reached
up to hug him and knocked his elbows outward so he fell into my arms.  I
had my legs braced so I was able to tilt my pelvis and keep my cock buried
in his ass as we fell back onto the bed.  He was gasping and breathing
heavy as we again locked lips.  I reached down to squeeze and spread the
cheeks of his ass as I continued to ram my cock in him to the hilt.

He was clutching me tight with his face buried between my neck and
shoulder.  We were both breathing hard and grunting from our exertions; so
much so, that I nearly couldn't hear when he panted out something of a
whispered chant; "Please... keep... fucking me... please... keep... fucking
my ass... please... fuck... me..."

I pulled his face back up to kiss him again and with my cock still buried
to my balls, I rolled us both over so I was on top and told him; "You got
it baby, I'll keep fucking you for as long as you want it."  He seemed to
instinctively know that he would get the most pleasure by holding his legs
as high as possible and I helped him out by holding onto the backs of his
thighs just above his knees.

He reached down to clutch my ass cheeks and pull me into him more tightly
so I ground my dick into his has while forcing my cock around in circles
within his gut.  He just threw his head back on the mattress groaning out;
"Oh, fuck! Oh! FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK ME HARD YOU FUCKER!"

I was more than happy to do as he asked as I pulled my cock all the way out
until just the tip of my cock-head was kissing the lips of his ass and then
I slammed it into him hard!  He threw his head back again and screamed
again and yelled; "Auuughhhhh!  Do that again!  Again!  Again!"  As I
long-dicked his fuck-hole over and over again.

As I pounded his ass his cock got stiffer and straighter, pointing upward
as Cade kept clutching at my ass cheeks to pull me into his asshole with
more force each time I slammed into him.  He had his mouth opened as he
groaned out his pleasure and suddenly his asshole spasmed around my cock
and a huge blast of cum shot out of his dick and directly into his open
mouth.

He looked surprised as yet another blast shot out and covered his lips and
chin.  The vice-like grip of his ass on my cock and sight of his handsome
face covered with his cum sent me over the edge with little warning.  I
slammed my cock home one last time and began grinding it in circles as he
continued to pump out smaller shots of cum onto his chest and abs.

I was able to grunt out; "Ok, here's the cream that will satisfy your
hungry ass."  Then I let loose, shooting out wad after wad of my jizz deep
into his guts.  Feeling my cock shooting cum into him must have provided
him with another jolt because one last, huge shot of cum flew out of his
cock and hit him in the face again.

Having already cum twice today, I didn't have a very big load and I
finished shooting quickly.  I let go of his legs and leaned down to lick
the cum from his chin and lips.  His mouth was closed tight and he had a
strange look on his face as I did it and I realized that he had not
swallowed the cum that he had shot into his mouth.  Probably because he
also had cum across his lips, he hadn't spit it out either.

I let him know exactly where he could get rid of it if he didn't want to
swallow it by saying; "Mmmmm, look at all that cum.  Let me have it!"  And
I proceeded to lick his chin and lips clean and then pushed my tongue
through his lips as I said; "Let me have what's in there, too."

I was surprised at how much cum he had in his mouth until I realized that
by holding his cum in his mouth, he had involuntarily worked up a lot of
saliva and he probably had more saliva in his mouth by now than cum.  It
didn't matter to me; it all tasted like his cum and I sucked it from his
mouth like the greedy cum-pig that I am.

While he first seemed to be grossed out a bit by having gotten cum in his
mouth, after several seconds of me sucking the cummy spit from his mouth
and probing every crease and crevasse around his tongue, teeth, and cheeks,
he noticeably relaxed and began responding; probing my mouth with his
tongue.  He swallowed the last bits of his cum and wrapped his arms around
me while humping his hips upward a bit to jiggle my cock in and out of his
ass a bit.

My dick was softening rather quickly and popped out of his ass.  I moved to
get off of his but he reached for me and pulled me back down into another
deep kiss.  He reached between us and used his fingers to scoop up a big
wad of his cum and offered it to me.  As I leaned down to suck it off of
his fingers, he leaned in and licked it off himself and then turned to
offer it to me again on his tongue.

The sight was so erotic that I started to stiffen up again as I kissed him
hard again to share his cum once more.  I ducked my head down and licked
more of his cum from his abs and kissed him again, offering him more of his
cum and my spit.  Though there were still a few gobs of his cum on his
chest and abs, we stayed locked in our kiss until I again was completely
soft and moved off of him.

As I rolled to the side, I noticed his alarm clock on the night-stand and
groaned; "Arrrggghhh! I'm going to be late!  I told my dad that I would
meet him for lunch at Noon and it's 10 'til.  I gotta go!"  With that I
jumped out of bed and started looking for my clothes and dressing.

Cade had a hurt look on his face like I was making up an excuse to get away
from him so I quickly leaned down to kiss him on the lips again and then
leaned over to give his cock-head a quick lick and a kiss and asked him;
"Can I have some more of this, soon?"

He seemed relieved and said; "Oh, Logan, you can have more of that any time
you like!  Can you come back this afternoon?  I never expected to get off
like I did and I've got a few things to think through.  Can I talk to you
about being gay?"

Though I was rushing to get home for lunch, I stopped and sat on the edge
of the bed.  Looking him in the eye, I said; "Cade, you can talk to me
about anything you want to and I'll listen. Ok?"

"Ok." He said, and looked at the clock; "You had better get going."

"I'll come right back after lunch.  It's probably going to be a long lunch
- at least two hours, but I'll come right back."  I said as I kissed him
once more and sprinted out to my truck.

I had made up my mind that I was going to talk to Dad about Mike today, and
I wanted to give Mike a 'heads-up' first so I tried his cell phone, but
only got his voice mail.  I knew he was seeing my Mom again on the DL and
this time on Saturdays was one of the times when they could hook up
conveniently so I figured he was with her.  I hoped that she was on the rag
so he would shove his big cock in her ass.  She always made the whole house
shake screaming in pain when he fucked her in the ass and I was warming up
to the idea that she deserved a huge cock up her ass at least once a month
considering all the pain she dished out to Dad.

I left Mike a voice message telling him that I was going to have 'The talk'
with Dad.  He would know what that meant.

I must not have realized that I was speeding because from the campus to
Dad's house always takes at least eight minutes, but I walked in the house
just as Grampa's heirloom clock started it's 'bong, bong, bong' announcing
that it was 12 Noon.

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