Date: Tue, 6 Oct 2015 22:52:51 -0700 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: Cock Tales (bisexual/adult-youth) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You've just been looking at porn (a lot of juicy cocks) and decided to top yourself off with a sexy nifty story. you find just the right one for you and then with a split screen, one side a guy ready to drop his load and you at that favorite part of the nifty story, you coordinate your peak of arousal with the guy on the screen and orgasm simultaneously, spurting hugely together. after a few minutes recovery, you realize that its probably time to donate to nifty again do it dude! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Story 1 It was a crepuscular looking tavern in a somewhat sleasy neighborhood. The 'Last Chance' bar. I sat at the counter drinking my uninspiring Budweiser gazing up at the 60" screen with its gay pictorial and video images. It felt like slumming in the lower depths and I loved it. Name's Peters, Dick Peters. She sat down next to me. A dishwasher blond, 50 year wrinkles and a knowing look on her face. The bartender slid a whiskey sour in a highball glass in front of her. She downed it in seconds. `Ahh' she said wiping her lips with the back of her hand. She looked at me, frowned, looked at my Bud, frowned, looked up at the screen, smiled. `Like what you see, Buddy boy?'. I looked at the screen. Two naked studs were on a bed performing athletically with each others bodies. Next to the bed on a chair, a woman with a clipboard in her lap, black rim glasses and scholarly looking in spite of her mini-skirted, crossed legs and severely exposed decolletage. She was writing something down as the boys assumed various positions. It looked like she might be giving them instructions. `She's hot' I replied telling the truth but not the whole truth. She laughed with a cigarette scratch to her voice. `I'm no fool' said the look on her face. She placed one hand on my thigh and reached the other out to shake my hand. Stephany'. `Peters. Dick Peters'. I looked down at the hand on my thigh. It moved. I took her other hand and she gripped mine fiercely. Her face seemed to say `I can take you down boy'. `Well, Peters`. `Dick Peters`. She's hot alright but did you happen to notice the guys on the bed?'. Her hand moved again. `Not bad, I guess'. `Is that so, Dick? It's my opinion you thought better than `Not Bad`. I saw you playing with yourself while watching them'. `You're very observant, Stephany. Do you always spy on men while they're masturbating?'. I tried to make a joke of it but she wasn't laughing. `You're not ashamed of being a faggot are you Dick?'. `What makes you think I'm...'. She shut my mouth with a hand. Her other hand moved higher on my thigh. `I'd be very disappointed if you werent Dick.' Stephany's hand now busied itself in my lap. She seemed to be trying to unzip my pants. `Oh. Sorry Dick. I hadnt realized your pants were already unzipped. Should have figured that out. Lets watch the video together. I'll take care of the rest'. Her hand was on my penis stroking it with the expertise that comes from decades of phallic manipulations. She started cooing in my ear about how pretty the boys were, how nicely their bodies rubbed against each other, how suckable their cocks were. I could feel her eyes on my face from time to time, observing my enchantment of the homo-erotic scenes playing on the screen. `Boy on boy. What could be better, right Dicky. You like me masturbating you while we watch?'. Before I could answer, my penis ejaculated its own reply to the question, dosing Stephany's hand and my pants and thighs with an orgasmic spume. Stephany laughed and held up her hand dripping with cum. `Well. Look what we've got here. That didn't take long now did it Dicky boy'. Much to my humiliation, Stephany dried her hand on my face covering it with my love juice and mocking me with her laughter. She took out a tissue and finished drying her hands. I was too embarrassed to look at her so my eyes remained fixed on the video watching one of the boys licking his tongue around the fleshy knob of his lover. Stephany slipped a few more tissues through the opening in my pants which I used to sop up most of the mess. She whispered in my ear. `I think that boy needs my help, baby'. She pointed to the beautiful blond adonis a few seats down the bar who had been watching both the video and Stephany's cum inducing ministrations in my lap. `I'll be back' she promised, as her eyes gleamed at the likeliehood of another conquest a few bar stools away. Just one more creep looking forward to getting lucky with Stephany's help. `I'll come back' she repeated as she slithered toward her next conquest, a predatory smile on her face. She lied. Story 2. I'd heard about the pocket park from a boyfriend who `vacationed' there several nights a week. It was in a somewhat isolated section of the city and got little patronage except from those who knew what went on after dark. No one actually knew the name of the park though it came to be known colloquially as `Rooster'. This was my initial visit to the park and the first person I saw was a muscular policeman tugging up his pants and saying to someone in the shadows `Be a good boy Rudy. See you next week'. This quickly confirmed, in my mind, that the rumor was true: the police were paid off in blowjobs for not cracking down. And that the best blowjobs in the city were to be found in Rooster park. The policeman gave me a wink as we passed and a `You be a good boy too' greeting as he left the park. I don't know about his penis but his face sure was cute and friendly looking. As I walked further into the park, I noticed several shadowy figures walking and lounging arround. The first was Rudy who was sitting on a bench under a flickering light and wiping his face with a handi-wipe. `I heard Hank telling you to be a good boy.' he said to me. `He'll be expecting you NOT to be a good boy next time he sees you here '. `You must be Rudy. I guess Hank wont be harassing anyone in this park for a while`. `Hank is actually a rather thugish cop but he has a special feeling for sissy boys. He's slamed a lot of gay bashers ever since his gay brother was beaten up by creeps a few years ago'. `How long have you been coming here, Rudy?'. `If you spell coming with an O, about a year, if you spell it with a U, about 8 months ago'. `Why not cUming during the first four months?'. `Looking at me you would probably think that I've been gay all my life but it took me up until 8 months ago to admit it to myself'. `You mean you spent 4 months in this park and didn't have sex?'. `I masturbated when I got home. I persuaded myself that I was just doing research on American subcultures for a class I was taking' `What changed your mind?'. `Long story. Short answer: my girlfriend at the time, Shana, wanted me to be gay. She knew I was but finally arranged to have a beautiful boy seduce me which was as much convincing as I needed. It was so fantastic that I have hardly been able to get enough of it ever since. The Rooster has become sort of my gay mecca since then'. `And Shana?' `I really, really adore her. She still advises me about dressing, makup, gestures all that stuff. She's helping me transition'. `To being a sissy boy?'. `Well. I was always sort of that but she's helping me become more what I've wanted to be ever since I was a little boy'. Rudy still looked like a little boy to me. And a yummy one at that. `If I were a trashy porn writer, I could easily imagine you as a girl'. `Your're right. But I want to still have a penis'. Even better, I thought. Maybe I SHOULD become a trashy porn writer. `So Ruby. Do guys go down on you too?' `First tell me your name. I want to know who is asking me all these questions.' `Peters. Dick Peters'. I extended my hand for him to shake but instead he took hold of it, turned it over and lightly kissed my palm. I found that a bit creepy. He then turned my hand around, took it from the back and pressesd it down over my erecting penis. He moved my hand under his in circular motions which caused my cock to wander around to various positions in my pants generating a variety of sensations. His worship eyes looked up into mine giving me the feeling that he could be totally devoted to my phallic desires. `I see why Hank keeps coming back' I murmured, my voice chocked with pre-orgasmic lust.. `May I kiss your penis, master?' he whispered as our hands, under his guidance moved my penis from side to side bulging out my pants and pushing to be free from restraint. Before I could respond, he had deftly unzipped me and pushed my pants down. My erected member sprrung out and bounced off his nose. It jerked uncontrollably back and forth between my belly and Ruby's face. We couldnt help laughing. But urgency possessed me. I thrust myself into Ruby's mouth, his full lips sucking me in expertly. The sensation on my glans was overwhelming. The entire world became centered on Ruby's delicious oral cavity and my penis explored every moist crevice of it. I have little aptitude for control. The primal urge quickly overwhelmed me and my cock spurted into Ruby's mouth. I quickly pulled out to watch the cum cover Rubys pretty face. His eyes were closed but the murmurs and whimpers cuming from him seemed like a type of orgasm released quietly in sympathy with my own. As my cock continued its jerking, I suddenly became aware that others had been witnessing the event. I turned my head slightly and there standing a few feet away from me was a beautiful woman, one hand, back side to her mouth in a rapture of voyeristic arousal, the other hand stroking the erect penis of her companion standing next to her. I recognized them. Story 3. I had known Leo since we were students at college together. We synched completely in terms of our interests and politics and especially, as it related to sex. Although I was a bit timouous at first, Leo and I began having sex with each other even though we had girlfriends. We would often double date with Kimmy (his girl) and Flora. After a dinner out, a movie and a few drinks at a local collegiate dive bar we would head to an apartment rented by the girls for the rest of the night. We would usually watch porn while smoking weed and begin heterosexing our girlfriends. Four of us squeezed together on the couch making out and watching sex websites on the internet. Since Kimmy and Flora were somewhat lezzy, they had no objections to us watching lesbian love making to start the nights porn viewing. The girls sat together in the middle of the couch and Leo and I snuggled in compressing them against each other. They loved lesbian kissing on screen and in person with each other and complied when Leo and I encouraged them to make out with and fondle each other. The girls were ravishing and even more so when wrapping their bodies together. While deep throat kissing one another, Kimmy's mini-skirted thigh would slide in between Flora's legs, an electrifying sight for Leo and me. Typically, and much encouraged by our girlfriends, Leo and I would get turned on not only by the girls but also by observing each other getting aroused by the girls. It was a peculiar sensation, at least initially, in purusing our two hard ons after the girls began pulling them out of our pants. Leo had eye poping endowment and I spent several minutes focusing on it while he rubbed it against Kimmy's naked thigh. While kissing Flora, Kimmy would eventually look over at me and notice my intense observation of Leo's penis. She would whisper something in Flora's ear which inspired Flora to turn slightly towards me and tell me to pull my cock all the way out. Which I would do, and begin pretty much mimicing Leo's movements with Kimmy. So there we would be, Kimmy and Flora still lesbianizing each other and Leo and myself enjoying the sensation of the girls making love to each other between us while our erections rubbed their white, creamy buttocks. Our erections beecame ravishing to each others scrutiny. Almost simultaneously, the girls would turn and the four of us would begin a somewhat fumbling process of intercourse and of often simultaneous orgasm. The diffficult and confined nature of our movements on the couch during our love making, in the aftermath of the passions subsiding ,would usually provoke hilarity as we reflected on the absurdity of if all. After several encounters of this nature, Kimmy and Flora conspired (as they told us later) to raise the threshold of provocation. The girls turned to us after our penises had become fully engorged and deferred the customary penentrations. They suggested that Leo and I begin stroking each other while they watched. Leo and I gave each other the eye somewhat hesitently. We had speculated about doing this but had decided to wait for a signal from the girls. We glanced down at our cocks. The fact that they remained fully erect under each others gaze encouraged us to begin our homo erotic explorations. The girls' giggling encouragements added to the excitement. I was thrilled by the silky feel of Leos penis in my hand. Even though I had masturbated virtually my entire life, fondling Leos willing cock gave me an extraordinary sense of a new kind of sexual arousal. I suddenly felt that I could be completely uninhibited and homo-fied in a way that I had never previously imagined possible. The girls were enchanted by our phallic manipulations. `Why didn't we think of this before?' Flora murmured kissing me lightly on my cheek. She gazed into my eyes looking for that quality of lust that is unique to two boys making love to each other. Especially, when we were experiencing that pleasure for the first time. >From thrn on, the four of us continued our engagements on the couch but with the variation that placed Leo and me at the center, naked thigh to naked thigh, with the girls on our other side, leaning in. The girls would have a mashup of gay boy pictures and videos on the screen while the 4 of us had sex on the couch (though that now involved mostly Leo and I together in various positions and movements geared to the girls voyeuristic pleasures). It turned out that Flora and Kimmy, who had ample and sufficient sensual contact with each other, were part of an organization oriented toward the sissification and homosexualizing of their male partners. This emerged from the trend for the objectification of mens bodies. As women gained freedom to explore their sexual fantasies, imany allowed themselves to look at men and male-male intimate relationships as an erotic stimulation. The girls expected Leo and myself to talk about what we were watching on the computer while we masturbated ourselves and each other. They knew our tastes. Lots of deep kissing, lingering camera shots of penises, flacid, swelling, fully erect. Pictures and videos of penises in disparate environments: on walls in womens restrooms, stencilled on sidewalks in front of grade schools, painted on banners hanging over streets, thrust up from mini-aprons worn by beautiful boys serving sophisticated society ladys in elegant restaurants, adolescent boy daddy-milking competitions, girls pressing their boyfriends penis heads together and rubbing them over each other. Flora and Kimmy suggested some of their own ideas involving Leo and myself such as us walking naked down an esplanade above the beach with dozens of familys stolling by; us on the couch naked, our legs spread with two erected muscle boys standing in front of us kissing deeply and pressing their beautiful bodies and cocks together; us elaborately kissing each other with me sucking Leo's plump lower lip into my mouth, our tongues rubbing madly against one another. Leo and I would listen to the girls fantsizing with our hardons quivering, totally enraptured with all this gay boy talk focusing on our bodies and homo erections and brazen exhibitions of male bodies and parts and we would think, why not. `Lets do it' Leo said. `Lets do it' I replied.