Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 15:27:06 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: "Salisbury to San Diego" Part Nineteen, gay/incest Another guy entered the tub. And then another. Nate kept kissing me. My hole was aching. A good ache. I needed more. Another one came. And then another. Nate didn't leave my face. My mouth. I was being fucked by a train of men. A fucking actual train of men. An hour later my hole was raw. Cum and piss dripping from everywhere. I couldn't stand up anymore...another one entered me. Nate held me up. And then another. I was moaning into Nate's mouth. He was holding me up. I was getting fucked. And then another. I was sore everywhere. Finally Nate took me out of the tub. He held me up. Guided me towards a shower. We cleaned off. All the piss and cum. I was fucked up. Exhaustion, poppers and beer. Not much beer though. I woke up. Not knowing where I was. I was at Nate's. He was beside me. Spooning me. What the fuck happened last night? Was that a dream? What happened to Ted? Part Nineteen: "Nate?" seeing if he was awake. "Yeah, what is it" he was barely awake. "How did we get here?" I asked. "Ted drove us. Said he would pick you up when I called him. Now go back to sleep" he said as he snuggled into me more. Which I liked quite a bit. He was the same height as me and we matched body size as well. He was a little less cut than I was giving him that cub quality I liked when I first saw him. And his cock was awesome. Not too big but sort of thick. I could feel the weight of his cock wedged into my crack actually as he hugged me. I liked it there. I wasn't sure how my ass felt at the moment. I realized when I woke how much cock I had. Enough not to know the exact number. But I might be willing to take Nate on again. As I heard his breath go back into a slumber I massage his cock with my ass cheeks. Although his cock was soft it still felt like it had some blood in it. Slowly his breath changed back again. He was starting to stir. I kept up my massage. Not moving anything else except my ass cheeks around his cock. He started to stiffen as he sighed. He sounded like he was giving up on sleep. Then I heard, "Hmmmmm" and he lightly kissed the back of my neck. "Oh baby. That ass of yours. You sure you're up for this. Because you're waking up little Nate and he's going to want to go someplace dark and warm." "I couldn't think of a better place for him." I pushed back some. I felt his cock going hard quickly. There was no turning back now. I've turned the boy on and he was going to want to finish. "Let me get some lube." he said. "Don't bother. I need you inside me now." and he listened. I felt his hand go down to his cock and he pulled back a little to line himself up with my hole. There was just enough pre cum on the end of his dick that I could feel the stickiness. He slowly entered. Oh fuck I was sore. I winched. He stopped. "You ok buddy?" concern in his voice. "I'm fine. Keep going" A little pain wasn't going to stop me from doing what I love. Taking cock. He started again. Still going slowly. I think that was the most painful part. His cautious speed. Finally I couldn't take it any longer. I just grit my teeth and pushed back. I gave a bit of a yelp and bottomed out on his pelvis. Everything stopped. Blinding pain. But he was in. I just had to adjust. He waited. He was patient. I finally was able to breath again. My ass calming down. Not as painful. I grabbed his hand and held it around me. Then I nodded my head. "Are you sure?" he said. I nodded again. He pulled all the way out. Just his head sticking in me. I grimaced again. I held on tight to his hand. He pushed back into me. I grunted. He hesitated. And then again. After a few times it started getting easier. My grunting was turning into moaning. I was pushing back my ass into him again. I was getting so hot for him now. "Get on top of me" I said. I slowly turned onto my stomach. He followed buried deep inside me. I was now flat on my stomach, legs spread, him in between them. He started to pull out again. I followed. He stopped not sure what I was doing. But then he got it. He got on his knees and pulled me up with him. My ass in the air. My head in the pillow. His hands were on my hips now. Holding me tight. Now he kicked it up a notch. In this position he was able to go deeper. Soon he let himself go. Pounding me harder and harder. My whore moans got louder. "Fuck me man. Fuck me harder." and he did. All you could hear was him slapping up against my ass and my moaning. It was so fucking hot. I was so ready to cum. My cock was so hard it was aching. I hadn't even touched it yet. My talent for touch less orgasms was incredible, even to me. I felt it cumming. I had no choice. Only for a moment I was concerned for his sheets, but I had no choice now, I had to cum. I let go. Almost screaming into the pillow. My ass tightened so hard around his cock I thought I might break it off. But this was what he was waiting for. I felt him cumming in me. It didn't stop. He was unloading buckets. I loved it. Finally it was over. He collapsed on my back and I fell onto the bed. I landed right on my load. I was content. He was still in me. Still hard. "Fuck Tony. You are a hot boy." "And you're a hot fuck" I cooed. "Well this hot fuck has to take a piss something awful now." he said as he pushed up on his arms to start to exit me. I grabbed one of his arms and pulled him back down, "No, don't" I said. "Tony, baby, I got to piss. I'll be right back" he started to get up again. "Just do it" I said. "Just do what?" he asked, confused. I could feel him soften a little. It had to be now or it wouldn't work. "Just let your piss go, in me" I urged. "Just let....you want my piss?....oh fuck, baby. Hold on." He pushed back in me. He was getting fully hard again. "I don't know if I can do this hard" "Don't think about it. Just let it go" I said. He seemed to be thinking about it too much. But soon. Soon I felt the warm liquid filling me up. He pissed forever. But ending almost way too soon. "How do we get up now?" He asked. "carefully" I laughed, he joined me. "Pull out of me but help me to the bathroom. I can sit on the toilet or we can go to the tub. Your choice." He was still hard. He was into this. "I'll lay in the tub and you sit on my cock" he said. Funny, same thing Rob and I did. I'm surprised he thought of it. He stayed in me though and lifted me off the bed. We walked to the bathroom with him still in me. We stepped into the tub. I was cramping now...really hurting. "This could get messy." I said. Warning him anything could happen. "We're in the shower. I'm not worried." he said with a grin in his voice. A pig after my own heart. He got out of me for a moment...I was leaking. Running down my leg. "Not yet" he said. He laid down in the tub. I squatted, leaking more. He held his cock up right and guided me on it. We succeeded only with minor leakage. Then he said, "Fuck my cock with your ass. Ride me man." and I did. I started going up and down on it. I couldn't believe he was ready to go again. But I was also cramping big time. "Nate, I don't know how long I can hold it." "It's ok buddy. Let it go anytime. Just stay on my cock." I couldn't believe that I met another one that enjoys being a pig as much as I do. As I used his cock as a piston I started to feel some relief. I felt myself draining. I was moaning louder now. So was he. Finally I couldn't hold it in any longer. It leaked out all around his cock. Bathing him in ass juice and piss. "Fuck yeah!" he said. He grabbed my hips and started fucking me from below with a vengeance. My knees were hurting. My ass was sore. We both stank. I wouldn't have left there for a moment. I didn't think it was possible. I had cum not too long ago. But there it came. Hot short blasts across his chest onto his chin and even in his hair. Once again, we were in sync, he once again unloaded into my ass. I collapsed on him. Both of us breathing heavy. "I think it may be time to turn the shower on" he said. Then we both started laughing. It was definitely time to turn on the shower. After we showered we decided to go get some lunch at a Chinese place in his neighborhood. It was around one o'clock. He loaned me a pair of shorts and a tee so I didn't have to wear my jeans and shirt from last night. He also let me use a pair of his flips. I told him I would have Ted bring them back to him. He said, "No worries". During lunch the conversation, light at first, changed to me. "So I guess you're pretty well off if Ted works for you. He only works for the well to do" Nate asked. I basically just answered by saying, "It's enough to live comfortably and I don't have much to worry about" and that was it. I didn't know Nate real well and really didn't think I would see him again. After lunch we got back to his place and he called Ted. Ted came by around three with the car to pick me up. I hugged Nate and thanked him for taking care of me after my 'performance' and gave him a hug. "My pleasure" he said as he kissed me goodbye. Ted and I left Nate's apartment and headed for the car that Ted parked on the next block. Closest space he could find. When we got into the car he said, "I'm happy my cousin looked out for you. I was worried at first I had lost a very important client. I think Mr. Stanton would have killed me if I did." "Nothing to worry about Ted. Did you have a good time?" I asked. "Well, not as good as you I'm afraid" I shot him a questioning look, he replied, "I heard there was a hot guy taking a lot of cock and I came up to the bathtub room. I was surprised, and intrigued, that it was you. You gave a hell of a performance sir." he said bashfully. "What did I say about that sir stuff when we are out alone." I joked. "So I was that good eh?" "I would say so, but I'm a top and I only wished I was part of the group." "You're a top Ted. I didn't know." I suddenly realized how this could go from here. "Yes sir,....er, I mean Tony" We got to the hotel in short order. He then asked, "Will you be needing me this evening Tony?" "Why don't you park the car Ted. Come on up for a while. I have nothing to do and I hate being alone. Besides you have to take Nate's cloths home to him" "If you say so". He found a space not too far from the hotel and we walked the rest of the way. When we got to the room I let him in and then ordered some drinks from room service. "I hope you don't mind Ted. I'm thirsty." He shrugged his shoulders and said ok. I took of the flips and short and tee and sat on the bed. He looked very uncomfortable. I told him to get comfortable. Nervously he started to undress. "What about Room Service Tony?". "I'll take the drinks at the door. I won't let them in." I went up to him and put my arms around him. I gave him a kiss. He accepted it. Then it got hotter. We started to make out. Naked in the middle of my hotel room it was getting good. I suddenly realized that I was seducing him. I can't believe I have become this person. lf a cock if available I want to take it. Just as it was even getting hotter, there was a knock at the door, I stopped to answer it. I first opened the door a crack to make sure it was a man and not a woman on the other side. When I saw a young tall hot, very hot, Hispanic man I opened the door more and let him get a look at the state of my dress, or lack there of. I gaged by his reaction that he liked what he saw. He asked if he should leave the tray out here. I said, "No, please set it inside on the table." He looked unsure at first but then he smiled. He went past me into the room and that is when he noticed Ted. He said hello to Ted and then continued his service to the table. Once he set the drinks down and placed them just so he turned and asked, "Will there be anything else sir?" "Not right now" I said as I took the check. "But will you be available later?" I flirted as I left an outrageous tip. "I'm off at seven sir" he smiled. "I'll be here" I said as he took the check. "My name is Carlos sir, please ask for me it there is anything else you need until then, Thank you sir." he said on his way out. After the door closed Ted said, "Well, well. I guess you are taking your vacation seriously." "Do you mind?" I asked. "Not at all. I like it when a man is honest about what he wants. It makes things less complicated." Ted said as he grabbed one of the drinks. As he took a sip I got on my knees and went for his cock. It was just as thick as Nate's but longer. This one will hurt. I heard him put his drink down and then he grabbed my head. He took over. His arrogance showing through again. He began to skull fuck me. Making me gag. It hurt but I loved it. That continue for a few minutes till I sensed a change. He wanted me up. I stood up and then bent over the bed. Presenting my hole to him. My very used and swollen hole. He took it with no fanfare. No kisses on the back of my neck. Treating me as I was just a fuck to him. That was how I preferred it from him. It didn't take long for him to shoot his load. The situation was sexually charged. I couldn't blame him. But I didn't get off either. For some reason I was ready for him to go. I got what I wanted from him and then was done with him. Once he slipped out of me I made it apparent. "I'll probably see you when Mr. Stanton needs you. Have a good rest of the day off." I said with no emotion. He got the hint and dressed. I reminded him about Nate's cloths and then he was off. I was glad. I needed to rest and wanted to be alone for awhile. It was about 4:30 and I decided to lay down for a bit. I fell asleep quickly. Next thing I knew there was a knock at my door. The clock said it was 7:15. As I was getting myself up there was another knock, "It's Carlos sir". Oh good I didn't have to find shorts. I opened the door and there was Carlos now in street cloths. He was looking kind of nervous. He looked around a couple of times before coming in. "I have to be careful sir. We are not allowed in guest rooms after our shift." he explained. "I understand buddy." I said as I stood naked in front of him. It took him a moment to even notice my lack of clothing. His nervous behavior suddenly shifted to something more flirty. "You still have on no cloths sir. But it is how you should be. Your body is magnificent." he had a slight accent but it was probably from having immigrant parents than it was from himself being an immigrant. I looked him over. He had on tight jeans that left little to the imagination. His button down shirt was only buttoned up to the bottom of his smooth chest. You could tell his chest was muscular and so was his arms. The fabric of his shirt hugged his biceps straining under the pressure. He had to be over 6 feet tall. Almost black wavy hair combed back and falling around his ears. His eyes were almost black as well. Very mysterious and sexual. Clean shaven face. Distinct jaw line. I was suddenly thrilled he decided to take me up on stopping by. "Do you have plans tonight Carlos?" I asked as I approached him. "I was hoping I did sir. But it is up to you." I liked that answer. I walked up to him and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pulled it out of his jeans. I let it fall off behind him. His chest and arms were as I had hoped, powerful and thick. "Do you usually come into guests rooms Carlos?" I asked as I felt his chest and arms. One of his hands had found its way to my waist. "No sir. It is usually the women that invite me after my shift. I always decline saying it is against hotel policy. Sometimes they get very upset but mostly they understand. The men that invite me are usually very old and very unattractive. So I have not had the desire to break hotel policy sir, until now." As he spoke I noticed a very masculine scent coming off his body. No perfumes, no scented soaps, just raw man. His pits were natural as well. I could smell the days exertions. His hard work. Running from floor to floor servicing the guests properly. Now I knew I wanted him to service me....improperly. I ran my hands down his stomach to the top of his jeans. I followed my hands with my eyes. That's when I noticed what was snaking down Carlos' leg from his crotch. I had not noticed it before. Not like this. I looked up at him and he was smiling. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "He is very happy you are interested sir. And so am I." he leaned in and kissed my lips. For only a moment. Then he wrapped his arms around me. I was almost on my tippy toes. I looked puny next to him. I gathered my wits and asked him to sit with me on the couch for a few moments. He agreed. "I've been a bit out of control for the past 24 hours Carlos. I'm afraid I may have over done it. That guy you saw here earlier was the man my lawyer hired as our driver. He took me to "Boot Camp" last night. I don't know if I have it in me to take what you have." I let my hand caress his crotch. "Let me take care of you sir. I do not need pleasure as long as I know you are receiving pleasure. Let me massage away all your aches. Let Carlos make you feel better. I have a massage room at my apartment. Come there tonight with me and let me give you some relief." "Is that what you do besides the hotel Carlos. Give massages?" I asked. "The hotel is my job only on weekends. I work construction during the week. Concrete work. I take massage appointments only a few times a week. It is only spending money so I am selective with my clients. Will you come to my place tonight sir. I'm afraid that I am too nervous to be here." he said. Construction, concrete of all things, that explains the body. Strong arms and shoulders and chest. No wonder. "Do you work tomorrow Carlos?" I asked "I'm supposed to. But I can call off. It is slow anyway. The boss would probably be glad." he said with a gleam in his eye. "Let me take a few things with me and we will go. Did you want me to shower before we leave?" "No" he said much to quickly, "I mean, if you would like sir, but you don't have to for me. The way you smell, masculine and sexual, it makes me happy, excited." "No shower then. Let me grab a couple things." "Do you mind meeting me a block from the hotel. In front of the restaurant at the corner? I need to leave the back way." he asked. "Not at all. Perfectly understandable. I will see you there in ten minutes. Alright?" "Yes, thank you." he put his shirt back on gave me a quick kiss and left like an excited little puppy. I chuckled a bit, shook my head, and thought what a hot but unassuming guy he was. I also found it funny that he did the massage thing like Joe did. It was interesting. Strong guy like that could come in handy. Around that big house. Now I was dreaming. Wouldn't be fair to introduce someone like that into our home. And I just met him anyway. I didn't even have a clue how old he was. He looks young but he has all this stuff going on. I gather my things in my duffle and left the room after I dressed. Shorts, tee and flips. I got to the lobby and left out the front doors. I went towards the restaurant that Carlos had said and saw him leaning against the wall. He smiled when he saw me. His shirt was all the way open again. It was a warm evening. "I'm only a few blocks from here sir" "Carlos, I'm going with you to your home, shouldn't you call me by my first name?" "I'm sorry sir. But I don't know your name. The room is in the same name as another room that has an older man in it." He was right. I forgot Mr. Stanton made the reservation. He only put my name as his guest at the desk. "I forgot about how the room was reserved Carlos. I'm Anthony DeLaurentis. I go by Tony. Please call me Tony. No more sir." I smiled. "Yes sir, er..Tony. Delighted to meet you. I am Carlos Mendez. My apartment is two bedroom but very small. I hope it will be ok for you." "One of the last guys I dated Carlos lived in a dilapidated trailer. I am not a snob about other peoples processions, nor of mine. You work hard for what you have and that impresses me more than what you actually have." "You are very different from the usual cliental we have in the hotel sir. I mean Tony. They usually like to rub our noses in how much they have and how much we don't. Always like we are from different worlds." We walked along for a few more blocks and then came to a three story walkup type place. Very narrow and very old. "It has six apartments. Mine is on the top floor." Carlos said as we climbed the stoop. When we got to the top floor we went to the door marked 3b. 3a was across the hall. Two apartments per floor. Couldn't be that small. But I was proven wrong. When he opened the door there was a small living room. Off to the side was a small eat in kitchen and then a very small hallway with three doors. One on each side and one at the end. It was very clean and neat with older furniture, TV and a stereo. Not much else. Carlos took off his shoes and socks at the door so I went ahead and kicked off my flips. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll get us a couple of beers Tony." he said as he headed for the refrigerator on the other side of the room. I headed for the couch and sat down. It was pretty comfortable. Carlos came back with a couple of Budweiser's and handed one to me. "We will relax a little and then I will give you a massage, yes?" he asked. "Sounds good. Carlos? Not to be rude but how old are you. I can't tell." "No problem. I am 26. Is that ok. And may I ask how old you are?" I laughed. "I'm eighteen." He laughed too and said, "I'm afraid I served alcohol to an under age person. Both at my job and at my home. Don't tell on me please." "My lips are sealed" then I said, "Tell me more about you, where are you from, your parents?" "I am actually from Los Angeles. That is where my parents still are. My father is part Mexican and part black. My mother is Puerto Rican." Another Puerto Rican, I thought, I wonder if he is as endowed as Julien was. I don't see the black in him but I do see the Puerto Rican. He went on, "I moved up here because I did not like Los Angeles. It was too ugly and there was not a lot of work. I love it up here and I can be myself. My parents don't know my preferences." "I see." I'm sure he has a very traditional family. "And you Tony. Where are you from?" he asked sincerely interested. "I'm from Connecticut. I went to boarding school there until this past spring. I moved to San Diego to meet my Father who I never knew before. My Mother died this past spring." "I'm very sorry Tony. Please forgive me. I didn't know." "Nothing to forgive. I met my Father and he is already more family to me than my Mother was. So it all is working out." I said hoping to close the subject. "Well, how about that massage. I think it will be a nice distraction don't you?" he stood up and held out a hand. I took it and he lead me to one of the closed doors off the small hallway. When we entered the room he put on a small light that was covered with a cloth. The room was about 12 x 12 if not smaller. It was large enough to have a massage table set up diagonal and a chair in the corner with a place to hang cloths. There was a small table on the side with lotions and oils. A few candles and some incense. "Go ahead and get undress Tony. I will go to the kitchen and run the oil under hot water for a few moments. Just lie face down on the table. Use a towel if you wish for modesty." "If you haven't noticed I'm not very modest." I replied. "Yes, one of the things most attractive about you. I'll be right back" he went out and closed the door. I took off my tee and dropped my shorts. I laid on the table and put my head in the donut shaped holder. The room was mostly dark and relaxing. And it was warm. Not too warm but noticeably. I heard him come back in. "Comfortable Tony?" "Yes" was all I said. I felt him pour warm oil on my back down the center. He worked that in for a while. He was very good. As good as Joe was. He worked my shoulders and down my spine. He spent a lot of time on each area. He got in front of my head now. Working his hands from my neck down almost to my ass. Back and forth. I saw his bare feet through the hole. And his legs were bare too. I lifted my head and saw that he was as naked as I was. His cock wasn't hard but it wasn't exactly limp either. It was thick and meaty. Delicious looking. I put my head back down and was even more relaxed knowing he was naked as well. He went down to my feet next. Worked each foot up to my ankle and down to my toes. Then he worked up each leg. Paying attention to each one. Then he moved up to the bottom of my ass. Working my thighs good. I put my head to the side and looked back. He was harder now. My ass seemed to have a hold of his gaze as he worked me over. I spread my legs a little knowing that I had dried cum around my hole. He worked his thumbs up my crack. Not touching my hole though. Thank goodness as it was still sore. Then he came back up my sides. He started on my arms. Left one first than the right. Massaged each hand as well. "Tony, turn over for me please." I was so relaxed it took everything I had to turn over. And I was hard as a rock. He didn't pay attention to that though. He went back down to my feet. Took each one and basically made love to them with his hands. Each toe got its time of special attention. Again to my calves. Spreading more oil. To my thighs next. All the way up to my hips. Still ignoring my groin. Then he came up to my shoulders. He pulled back my arms and stretched me a bit. Then put my left arm down while he paid attention to my right. Starting all over again from my hand to my shoulder and then back again. Went to my left arm now. Same treatment. My chest was next. I was ready to fall asleep. But I was still hard. Who wouldn't be. The man was a walking god. Tall, lean, muscular and hot. A natural tan on his flawless skin. I closed my eyes again. I was just wondering to myself it my ass could take another pounding. I would love for him to take me. I should have just waited for him. He would have been worth missing the past 24 hours. Just as I was getting into my fantasy I felt my cock become surrounded by warmth. I reopened my eyes to find Carlos now massaging my cock with his mouth. And lord was he good at it. At times his nose would rest on my pubes while he caressed my cock. I was deep into his throat and he did not gag once. I reached for his cock but he held up his hand with his index finger up. Then he slipped off my cock. "Tony, tonight is about your pleasure. Let me give you the pleasure. We can worry about my pleasure some other time." And he went back to my cock. Servicing me. It took a few more minutes but my orgasm was intense. Especially when I felt him swallow every drop. I was spent. Exhausted. Drained of every ounce of energy I had. It was then that Carlos picked me up off the table. He took me to the other room. His bedroom. He put me down on the bed and under the sheets. He came in after me and then held me. Pulled me to him. Close. I couldn't believe it but I fell right to sleep. It was so peaceful. I slept the night through. When I woke up we were in the same position. It was six in the morning. I had slept a complete 8 hours. I stretched and it made him stir. Then he sat straight up. "I better call my foreman if I'm going to take the day off. If I do take it off will you spend it with me?" The man made me feel like a million bucks last night. Of course I was. "Yes I will bud. But I will have to call my lawyer at some point. We had made plans to meet with someone this week and I have no idea when that is." I remembered the designer I was supposed to meet with. "No problem bud. But I can't hang at the hotel with you." "What if I got another hotel?" "You would do that? Just to hang out with me?" Hell yes I would. "Yep." I said. Then he said, "What you think we should do today?" As he called into work I stretched out on the bed. Many thoughts filling my head. My time with Joe, Rob and the house I just bought. How I had a new family. I looked up at Carlos and determined he had potential to be family as well. But I just met the man. To be continued? 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