Date: Fri, 14 Sep 2012 14:44:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: olbert lassiter <olbertlassiter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Warm up Before Concert

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I was so excited when I heard from Frank that he had scored Dimmu Borgir
tickets.  I really didn't know him that well, but we respected each others
T shirts and struck up a casual conversation.  When I heard DB was going to
be playing in town I was pretty psyched.  It would probably mean pulling a
couple of extra shifts but I could get tickets and have enough to buy a
long sleeve T-Shirt (I love long sleeves, especially with the sleeve
prints).  When I saw Frank the next day he was smiling and told me that he
had already picked one up for me, because he knew I was cool.  I told him
it would be a week before I could pay him for the ticket, and he said it
was no problem- his treat.  Just show up at his place in the afternoon and
we'd head out with his girlfriend Michelle, who was also into good music.
he gave me his address and I looked forward to Thursday.

That afternoon when I arrived I was wearing my concert uniform.  I had an
old Slayer/Biohazard/Machine Head shirt from a show in 95, black jeans with
a heavy black leather belt, a nice solid chain to hold my wallet, and some
freshly polished biker boots.  I had used extra conditioner in my hair so
it was nice and light- though soon enough it would be covered in sweat (I
didn't know how soon).  As always before a show I had gotten sleep the
night before and eaten a light high energy meal so that I could stay strong
right through to the encore.  Frank opened the door, and he was in boxer
shorts, his hair and body wet.  Smooth tan skin with just a couple of dark
freckles under his chest and on his shoulders- and a couple of thin gold
chains around his neck, one with a Thor's Hammer, another with a pentagram.
He also had a leather necklace with a small round medallion with a piece of
turquoise."I just got out of the shower, come on in B" he said.

I looked around his place, but I really noticed his boxers.  They were silk
and the fly was not buttoned, and the way he was standing the fly was
wrenched open.  While there was shadow, I could see his flaccid dick and
curls of dark hair.  His chest was smooth, with a little trail running from
his belly button into the waistband of his boxers.  I tried to act casual
but couldn't help coming back to that dick of his.  Even soft it looked
quite nice, and knowing it was freshly washed made it even more inviting.
I didn't know him that well, but since he had mentioned a girlfriend I knew
there was no point in even sending a signal.  Michelle was a lucky girl!

After standing at the door- it seemed for a while- he closed it and went to
grab a couple of beers. "I see you are all ready.  We don't need to leave
for a while, have a beer and we can hang out until Michelle comes.  I think
you two would get along."

I sat on the sofa and he walked to the DVD player.  He hit eject and pulled
out the disk.  "I have a cool concert vid you might like B" I noticed that
the DVD he pulled out was "Sorority Sluts".  "That looks good too" I told
him with a grin.

He blushed, "Michelle likes watching porn" and he gave me a smile.  "She's
kind of a freak, but that's what makes it so wonderful- she makes my body
feel so good."  Now it was my turn to blush, as I looked again at his
crotch and noticed that his dick had gotten just a bit harder.  He must
have been thinking of her, but I was thinking of that dick.  I wondered if
it would slide right out of the front of his shorts.  So I asked him to
tell me a bit more about Michelle.  As he talked his dick did become
semihard, and was clearly visible.

He sat next to me, "or we could just keep talking, I don't know that much
about you man"

"Yeah, we probably should talk since I've already seen your dick" He looked
down at his open fly and semi and laughed.  "You're not the first guy and
you won't be the last"

He must have seen the flash in my eyes as I stifled a smart ass
respose/pass. He looked at my closely, and I met his gaze.

"Do you wanna look some more B?" I didn't say anything but held his eyes
with mine.  "It can get pretty big" I looked down and it was hardening in
front of my eyes.  "Why don't you take it out?"

I put my hand into his crotch, spreading the fly and letting his dick come
out.  "Since you asked man" I said.

"You've been asking me with your eyes B, asking me since I first met you...
go ahead I know you want to touch it some more" I have his cock a tug, and
he moaned encouragingly.  "Thats it B, just do what you need to do.
Whatever you like."

Now it was my turn to moan, as the thought of this cutie letting me use his
body was too much.  I started moving my fingers to his balls.  "Mmmm, thats
nice B.  Are you happy too?"  He put is hand on my jeans.  "Open those up
and show me how much you like touching my dick."

This was the problem with my outfit.  I needed two hands and that meant
letting go of his magnificent hardon.  Reluctantly I did, and opened my
belt and jeans- the chains jangling.  He looked at my cock as I slid my
pants down.  "You have nice pubes dude- do you use shampoo and conditioner
on them too?" he was running his hands through the top of my pubic patch.
"Yeah" I smiled. "I like to be fresh for when the moment comes."

"Oh, nothing is coming yet" he said to me.  "Take your pants off- all the
way, I want to see what you have" I did and he put his hand on my hard
dick. I'm just about 8 inches (7 and 7/8ths I knew from measuring myself, a
lot, when I was younger).  "That's a nice one.  I want to see it next to
mine."

When he stood up his dick was in front of my face.  I went in to suck it,
and he pushed me back.  "Not yet man- stand up" I leaned in and planted a
little kiss on his cock, just to it know how I felt.  "I'm a romantic" I
told him and he laughed.  When we stood up he leaned in to me, and our
dicks touched.  He reached down and squeezed them together. I felt a bit of
precum leak from his dick and rub on mine.  I moaned.  "You like this don't
you B?  It's making you even harder isn't it?"

I couldn't lie, and so I started to kiss his naked shoulder.  I felt his
other hand reach around and caress my ass.  His fingers probed the cracks
between my cheeks.  "You have a cute bubble butt.  It's a bit chubby but
that feels so good."  The precum was coming steadily out of his dick as we
rubbed.  "I want to see this" He took his dick at the base and ran it
through my pubic hair.  "It feels nice and soft B.  So many girls shave,
and that is nice too, but I like hair."

He took his hand off my butt and touched my dick with it.  He pushed it
down.  "Put your dick between your legs and hold it there" It was kind of
painful, because I had a full erection- but who was I to argue.  I hid my
dick and he kept moving his cock through my hair.  "You're so soft B.  This
is awesome" Having my dick pinched was painful but I was so excited I keep
flexing my dick muscles- creating even more pressure.  I moaned again.

"I'm not being fair to your dick am I B?"  He put his hand back around my
ass, and started to probe for my cockhead bent backwards.  He touched it
and got a fingertip full of precum.  He slid it up into my butt and against
my asshole, and then rubbed it in in a circular motion.  I leaned into him
and started french kissing him while closing my eyes.  He responded easily.

I heard a sound, and I turned to look.  His door was opening, and I started
to pull back.  But he held my ass tightly.  "No B, stay with me".  The door
opened and a sweet girl walked in, wearing a really old T-shirt from an
obscure swedish band.  There was only a split second of surprise in her
eyes, and then curiousity.  I turned, and as I turned my legs opened and my
cock jumped up.  She laughed.  "Been caught buttering boys?"

I was taken aback at her reference.  "I told you that you two would get
along" said Frank.  "Now look at me"

He turned my head so that I was staring at him.  "Just relax and show me
how you feel" and he reached down and started fondling my cock.  He sqeezed
and pulled, and dug in with his fingers.  He went up and down on it,
touching the balls, and then cupping them.  He reached back and fingered my
ass, and then rubbed my dickhead again.  My eyes were half closed, and I
could not help moaning as he quite expertly stimulated me.

He reached up and turned my head to Michelle, who had closed the door but
remained standing.  "Let her see how you feel when I touch you.  Let her
see how her man's touch can turn a guy like you to absolute jelly" I had
trouble keeping my eyes open, as his hands felt so good on me, and his dick
pressing into my leg felt great as the precum built up.  When I did open my
eyes I would see her staring, intently. Her lips were open ever so
slightly, and she was breathing audibly.  Frank leaned in and after
brushing my hair back started nibbling my ear and whispering.  "Yeah B.
Your dick is so hard and I know you want to put it in something, and I know
you want something in you, but right now I just love touching your
beautiful dick and running my hands through your soft hair.  Maybe I will
let you suck me. Would you like than?"

"Yes" I gasped.

"Say it all- and keep looking at her"

"I want to suck you"

"Make me want you to suck me B" he said, sticking a finger deep into my
ass.

"Please Frank, please I need to suck your dick for you.  I need to please
you the way that you are pleasing me"

Michelle had dropped her hand into the waistband of her jeans, and I could
tell by the bulges in her denim she was working her way to her womanhood.

"Please frank I need your sweet cock.  I want to give you the pleasure that
you give me.  You make me so hard and I feel so good right now, please I
just need to put my mouth on your dick"

"Ok B, if that is what you need, go head" he said kindly as he released my
dick from his grasp.

I fell to my knees, slipping out of my T shirt so that I could be naked
like him.  He had been in the shower earlier that day, but the smell of sex
hung heavily around his cock.  Sweat, precum, and excitement.  It was
noticeably more pungent than when I had kissed it earlier.  He was
definitely getting turned on by fondling me.  I started to lick it lightly.
I felt something warm brush my arm, and I saw it was Michelle.  She had
walked over and was next to me, and she started to crouch down.  I looked
at her and she nodded her encouragement.  I resumed licking his dick, and
took the head into my mouth.

"That's it B.  You are showing me how much you appreciate this, aren't
you".  I started swirreling my tongue around his dick, so that the tip of
my tongue came out of my lips.  I heard Michelle gasp as she saw my tongue
come out while Frank was still inside of my mouth. That turned me on like
you cannot imagine.  And I opened wider to take more of him in me.

I didn't know what the rules were.  It was only polite to offer Michelle
his dick to suck, but she seemed content to just watch.  I wanted to touch
her between her legs, and feel her beneath her jeans as I sucker her
boyfriend off.  I wanted to reach out and touch her breasts, which rose and
fell as she took deep breaths while watching me stretch my jaw to take him
deeper.

Suddenly she reached out to me, and I felt her hand brush my hair off my
forehead. "I need a better view" she said matter-of-factly.  She let her
fingers linger in my hair, and as her hand fell away it trailed over my
shoulders, chest, and nipples.

I made a quarter turn to face her, which meant that his dick was pushing
against the side of my mouth, making my cheek puff up with every thrust.  I
let my jaw go slack, and a mixture of saliva and precum began to run out of
my lips as he pushed his dick into my face.  With the seal loose, it made a
lewd, wet sound.  He was moaning steadily as he picked up the pace of his
thrusts.  I felt something against my own dick, and when I looked down
Michelle was gently touching me.  She held my dick and started rubbing it
against his calf.

Her other hand, I could see, had undone the buttons on her jeans and was
now in the waistband of her panties.  I smiled that she was wearing
delicate soft pink panties.  She was tough on the outside, but clearly a
woman who appreciated her feminine nature, and took care of herself.  I
could smell her perfume, and her breath, as she got in for a closer look.

I stopped blowing him, and pushed his dick over to her.  She smiled, and
even though she shook her head she gave it a little suck.  "I want to see
you- it looks likes you need his dick more than I do right now" she said.
I leaned in and kissed her.  My mouth was all sloppy from her boyfriend's
cock, but she didn't mind and slipped her tongue into my mouth.  Our
tongues fenced, and I felt her lick the tongue that a few seconds ago had
been working her man's cock.  I felt her lick and drill into my jaws and
cheeks where he had been, and it seemed like she was probing for some of
the precum.

"How do I taste Baby?" frank said, looking down.  Michelle and I broke
liplock and she spoke "you taste so good, and it is certainly your taste,
but I love how it mixes with your friend's salavia.  Is this B?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that" Frank said.  "B this is Michelle, Michelle
this is B."  Instead of shaking hands I felt her grip on my cock tighten.
Then her fingers went to the base of my dick and stroked through my hair a
few times before moving more deeply over my balls and towards my crack.

I looked back at Frank, and as much as I wanted to suck him Michelle's
fingers were triggering that familiar longing in my ass.  It seemed to be
open, and I was learning what they liked.

"Please man, please can you fill me with your dick?  I want to feel you
inside of me.  I want to give you pleasure and hold your cock so close and
tight inside of me."

I stood up, and our dicks touched.  We were both rock hard.  I enjoyed the
feeling of his dick against mine.  Breaking the spell I started to turn
around in that shameful, and wonderful, moment that all bi guys know so
well, the moment they realise that their body won't be satisfied until it
has been used by another man.  His hands started to make lazy circles on my
ass as I completed my turn, and then slowly bent forward.

Some guys like getting fucked.  Don't get me wrong- I like it quite a bit.
But for me the very best part of the whole thing is feeling his erection
pushing against my ass.  I love the sides of him running through my butt
crack, I love the feeling of a massive head resting against my anus, and
them the teasing of my ass.  I will open for him, beckoning his cock to
come in- winking and sighing- and then the dick comes in.  Just a bit- and
as he starts to push my ass opens more than I always think is possible. And
then he is inside of me- and the moment passes.  This was no exception.

Bending over with my ass facing Frank I could feel him up against me.  What
I had already discovered about him was that he enjoyed rubbing his dick
against my body.  A lot of men forget they can feel through their cock.
They use hands to rub and dicks to penetrate.  But rubbing with a cock
feels so wonderful for all concerned.  His hands slid down my cheeks and to
my hips.  I looked at Michelle and saw that she had stepped out of her
jeans and panties, and her beautiful body was close to me.  But she was
turned away, and I soon felt why.  Her hands started to touch my ass.

"Open me Michelle.  Open me for him.  Please open me" I moaned "his dick is
so big I need somebody to help open my ass".  I tried to open and close my
ass.  "He's winking at us" I heard her say.  That's why I couldn't see her
very well, she was moving behind me to get a good view of my penetration.

"Yes I am, because I am so hungry for that exquisite hardon to be inside of
me and up my ass.  Please.  It was so good to suck it, and now I need to
feel it deep.  Please open me.  Don't let him hurt me, open me up for him."

I felt her hands sink into my ass cheeks, as his hands held my hips steady.
She started to pull, spreading my ass open.  "Oh yes.  Please, open me.
Help me take your lover.  My ass isn't used to him the way that your pussy
is.  But please, I know that I can satisfy him if he gets inside.  Open me
Michelle."

Her fingers dug deeply into my ass, and I could feel the stretching from
the base of my balls up through the small of my back.  I heard somebody
spit, and felt it land on my ass.  I wondered whose saliva it was. I felt
his dick starting to tease my asshole again, rubbing the saliva into my
opening ass.  I heard and felt more spit.  Then I heard a voice: "yeah spit
in his ass.  Hold him open and spit in him.  Help me fuck him."  I couldn't
help it, I moaned and shuttered with ecstacy.

This was a powerfully erotic moment, and I was more turned on than I ever
remembered.  I had been with men and women before, but having the woman
watching, having her helping with my subjugation, knowing that it was her
lover that was going to be inside me, and knowing that it was her saliva
that was going to ease his massive hardon into me- wow!

And they were such kind lovers- either they could tell how much I liked the
tease, or they liked it too, and so it seemed like hours passed as Michelle
held me open, spat inside of me, and rubbed her lover's cock on my asshole,
each time going slightly deeper but not yet inside.

All things must end, and this was no exception.  Michelle ended it with
three words "do him now".  And the gentle rubbing of his dick against my
ass became an insistent push.  With all of her teasing and pulling he slid
in easily, and sank inside of me in one smooth motion.

She put her hand on my dick.  "Good for you B., you stayed hard.  Not
everybody holds their erection when they are penetrated."  She started to
milk my cock with one hand.  The other hand went up and was at the base of
my scrotum, and she was feeling his cock from beneath as he started to
pump.

It was a turn on, but also frustrating.  I wanted to feel his balls slap
against mine, but her hand was between them.  So lucky michelle had the
back of her hand against my balls, and was using her palm to catch and hold
his when he pushed forward.

I could feel her breath on my ass, and I knew that she was just inches away
from my penetration.  He felt so good inside of me, and every few thrusts I
could feel her spit a bit more, keeping his dick nice and lubricated as it
went inside of me.  There were no half strokes, he was going in me fully.

Michelle started to talk "I can feel your boner jump every time he goes
inside of you.  Do you like it?  I know that I like the way he feels inside
of me.  Do you like him in you?"

"Oh Michelle, you are so lucky that you have this." I said "His prick is
perfect.  I want him inside of me every time he gets hard.  I want him to
enjoy my ass fully.  I want to make him happier than your own beautiful
pussy has made him" I could tell she was getting turned on as I felt the
pace and strength of her milking increase.  "Michelle today, at this
moment, his dick is mine.  Today it is my ass squeezing him, not your lips.
It is my hips he is holding, not your thighs.  I am getting him off with my
ass.  I can do things to his dick with my ass that you can only dream of"

And to prove my point I really began working my muscles.  Her hand fell
away from our balls, and at last I could feel his hairy scrotum press
against mine.  Looking back I could see she was now working herself
furiously, while milking me hard.

"Yeah B, take my dick.  Take me up to my balls" he said.

She took her hands off my dick and crawled on her knees in front of me.  We
were eye to eye, inches apart.  I could feel myself tearing up as her
boyfriend's own passion increased the speed and force with which he was
fucking me, and I was overwhelmed by what was happening.

She stared at me, her head curiously to one side.  I started to speak.  "He
is in my ass right now.  I am feeling what you have felt so many times,
only he is up inside my ass not inside your pussy.  Oh, I am sure it is a
wonderful pussy, but right now he is hard because of my ass.  You felt his
dick as he put it in me, and forced my ass open.  You know he was hard
because of how my ass looked and felt.  I am taking him.  You know how
deeply he can push and how strong his hips are when he is fucking you?
Well I can handle that, and I can handle that in my asshole."

Michelle was licking her lips, and she leaned in to french kiss me.  Maybe
she wanted me to just be quiet, but her tongue began to fence aggressively
with mine.  I lifted my hand it put on the back of her hand, which was
between her legs with her fingers sliding inside of her.  I put my hand
over her hand, and my fingers went in too.  Her lips gave way easily, they
were wet, and engorged from her stimulation.

We broke our kiss so that I could take my fingers out of her and bring them
to my mouth.  I looked at her, unblinking, by body moving with the rhythem
of her boyfriend fucking me, as I licked her juices off of me.

He was lucky, she tasted so good.  There is nothing like it in the world,
and as I inhaled her off of my hand, and licked the shiny wetness from my
fingers I knew that I would always be bi.  This was almost perfect- and
then it became perfect.  Holding my gaze she slowly stood up.  I craned my
neck so that I could follow her up, and then she stepped over me.  At once
my head was between her legs.  It was warm, wet, and deeply musky.  She was
excited, and not just because she had been fingering herself.  I tilted my
head farther back, and as I did so I dragged my nose across her lips,
inhaling her.  Opening my mouth I extented my tongue, holding it rigid as I
pushed inside of her, and then started flicking and digging, looking for
that spot.

I knew I had found it as her legs clamped down hard around my head.  I
couldn't hear anything, nor could I see anything.  I could barely breathe.
All I could do was smell, taste, and feel her boyfriend riding me with
reckless abandon.  As I tried to breathe my nose became wet- the air was so
confined and humid between her legs it seemed that her juices and aroma
were actually forming in my nose- like dew on grass in the morning.

As her orgasm passed her legs relaxed slightly and I could hear again.
"Fuck him fuck himfuckhimfuckhimfuckhimfuckhimfuckhisfag ass. Oh God he
eats me so well" I started to lose my hearing again as her legs tightened
around my head.  They relaxed again and "use him for sex.  Use his body he
wants it and was made for it"

I felt him lean forward, and I could hear their own kissing.  My neck was
breaking as I tried to maintain contact with her vagina, but the angle was
impossible.  Instead I fell forward, resting on my chest, ass in the air,
as Michelle and her boyfriend made out above me.

"yes harder please man fuck me harder.  Your dick is so good, and it makes
my own cock so hard.  Please fuck me harder." and I heard her demand "fuck
him harder, fuck him"

He was spurred on by our demands, and then I felt him stiffen.  I pushed
back on him, as hard as I could.  I wanted him to be as deep as possible
when he came inside of me.  But he had other ideas, as he started to pull
back.

I could feel my ass begin to fill with his cum.  My asshole expanded as
every pulse of cum made his dick get thicker.  Feeling him shoot inside of
me was incredible.  I had to tell Michelle, and with some triumph I said
"see I can make him cum.  he came inside of my ass, and I can take it all"

He moaned one last time, and then slid out.  Michelle steped over me, and
then I felt her hands on my ass.  She turned around and was now kneeling
behind me, between my legs.  She reached up and started milking my
erection.

"You haven't cum yet B.  What's the matter?  Guys don't do it for you?  No
simultaneous orgasm?"  Now she was getting her revenge for what I told her
as I captured her boyfriend's cum.

As she milked me my ass gaped and closed.  As it did so, I could feel his
cum pooling and then pushing out.  I felt her breath against my scrotum as
she leaned in.

"What is this here B?  You can't really take all of his cum can you?  Look
at you, your ass is pushing it out again and it is running all down your
balls." Michelle snickered "B's ass is gaping open, but just can't hold my
sweetie's cum" Suddenly I felt her mouth close around my balls, and her
tongue on me.  She started to suck gently, and she moved her head slowly up
until her mouth was around my gaping ass.  Still sucking gently, she
started to very tentatively rim my freshly fucked hole.

Then she stopped, and came around facing me again.  She had her mouth
closed and a big smile on her face.  Her chin was glistening wet, and I
knew what was coming.

She rolled me over on to my back, and cradled my head in her lap. Then she
leaned over my head, making eye contact and then becoming so close I lost
focus.  She reached out and started stroking my cock.

As our lips touched I felt her mouth open, and his cum run into my mouth.
Her tongue was pushing it inside, and mine was seeking out her mouth,
probing her cheeks and gums for any bits of cum that remained.  We broke
liplock for her to say "see, I get his cum, but I will give it back to you
since you seem to need it.  But it takes a woman's kiss to bring you off"
and she twisted her hand slightly- and almost like magic at her command I
started to feel my own orgasm emerge from the background and become
demanding, insistent, and urgent.

I groaned as I started to cum in her hand.  She leaned back, looking at my
cock, and then down at me with a smile "that's good B.  Remember who made
you cum, and remember who gave you his cum".

I lifted my head up from her lap straining to kiss her as the last of my
orgasm shuddered through me.  We kissed again, and then she pushed my head
back into her lap.  I could see her boyfriend standig up, looking down at
us, his dick semihard.

"I'd love to keep playing, but we've been at this for almost an hour and
half, we should get going so that we can get to the box office." He said.

"Don't you have tickets?" I asked.

He smiled at me.  "We wanted to make sure you were able to pay us first.
You did fine B, didn't he Michelle?"

She nodded, and stroked my soft and wet cock.  "pretty good" she said.

I looked into her eyes, and then back at his cock.  "I am short of cash for
a T-shirt, can you spot me enough for a long sleeve?  You know I'm good for
it"

I said, and spread my legs open, pointing my still gaping ass at him.
"T-shirts are expensive B, we'll need to work something out for after the
show."  I could already see his semihard begin to stand up.

"Boys" Michelle said, "save yourself for the concert.  I want to see what
we can get away with during the set, and besides we'll have plenty of time
later" She looked down at me and winked.

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