Date: Sat, 8 Jan 2005 10:06:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Tom Deapen <tomdeapen@yahoo.com>
Subject: Make A Man Slut Out Of Me

Simon got a big shock when he found out that the guy he worked with in the
shipping department of a large motor spares company was gay. Paul was as
big and beefy and hairy as they came, and Simon just could not imagine that
a beer guzzling, football loving kind of guy like that could be a cock
sucker. But he had proof.


It turned out to be a double whammy. A friend of his saw Simon and Paul out
having a beer after work. When Paul left Tom had asked if Simon knew that
Paul was gay.

'Get outta here!' Simon had guffawed. 'There is no way that Paul could be
gay.'

'I've got proof.' Tom had replied.

'What kind of proof?' Simon wanted to know.

'It's on my computer at home. Stop by and I'll show you.'


So Simon had gone round to Tom's place and Tom had turned on his computer
and sure enough there was a picture of Paul sucking on a big fat dick.

'It's got to be fake!' was Simon's first response.

But then Tom clicked on picture after picture and Simon realized that it
was his work mate there was no getting away from the fact. He felt a little
queasy when he saw the picture of Paul getting nailed in the ass. The look
on his face was pure bliss. How the hell could he do such a thing? Suddenly
another question leapt into Simon's brain.

'What are you doing with the pictures?' he demanded.

'I found them on the internet.' Tom replied.

'But why were you looking at them?' Simon continued.

'I just like to look at pictures of guys fucking each other now and then?'
Tom replied.

'Why? Are you queer or something?' Simon was finding it all a little
difficult to take in.  First his work mate, and now his friend. What the
hell was happening here?

'No. I mean, I haven't done it yet. But I just like to look, you know...
out of curiosity, and all that.' Tom replied.

'Be careful that curiosity doesn't kill the cat.' Simon snapped. 'Next
thing I know you'll be telling me that you love the taste of jism.'

'As it happens I do.' Tom replied.

'I thought you said you'd never...' Simon started to say.

'There's more than one way to skin a cat. I have a threesome with this
couple now and then. I don't do anything with the guy, but sometimes I eat
out his wife's pussy after he's cum in her. I think he knows what I like
because sometimes he just comes on her lips so there's plenty for me to lap
up.'

'That's disgusting.' Simon said as he left.


For days after that his head was in a spin. He couldn't look at Paul
without seeing him naked with a big, hard dick right in his hairy ass. What
was the dude thinking, he wondered. And when he thought of his friend Tom
eating some other guy's spunk it made him want to throw up.


Paul began to notice the change is his work mate. They had always worked as
a team, spending all day together. But now that Simon was being moody and
difficult, and wouldn't say what was wrong with him, Paul found it easier
to work on his own. Simon began to brood, wondering whether he should ask
Paul about it. Perhaps it had been a moment of madness...No that couldn't
be. A moment of madness would be having a quick grope of another guy's
cock, not sitting down on it.


For weeks Simon could think of nothing else. At first he felt really
disgusted, but slowly he began to be curious. What was so good about gay
sex he wondered? Why would a man want another man to stick his cock in
their ass? He started looking at bisexual sites on the internet. These were
just ordinary looking guys, like Tom and Paul, and yet they were most
definitely enjoying cock. Then Simon started looking at gay sites,
especially ones with big, hairy guys and one day, when his cock wouldn't go
down, realized with a start that he was incredibly turned on.


The more he tried not to look at these pictures the more hooked he
became. Each day when he got in from work the first thing he did was look
at some hot gay porn and wank himself silly. Most nights he went to bed
with a sore cock from all that stroking. He decided that it was time to
bring all this crazy stuff to an end. What he needed, he decided, was one
real session with a guy. Perhaps if he got it out of his system he could
get back to normal. He hadn't even been with a woman in over a month, and
that was most unlike him.


So the next day he went into work with a plan, and a tube of lube in his
pocket. He had started using it while wanking and now he hoped it could be
put to even better use. As usual Paul went off to work on his own. Simon
went into the next aisle to Paul and stroked himself up to an absolutely
massive boner. It was time to put his plan into action.


He stepped into Paul's aisle, with a lump in his throat. His hanging out
shirt shielded the great lump of man meat in his jeans.

'What do you want?' Paul asked.

Without a word Simon unzipped and lowered his jeans and lifted up his
shirt. Paul gasped as he caught sight of the strong, smooth thighs and
massive pinkish red cock jutting up into the air. A swirl of blonde pubes
around the base of Simon's cock seemed to be the only hair on his body. His
big red balls were satiny smooth and looked so incredibly delicious
dandling low below the slightly curved uncut cock.

'Make a man slut out of me.' Simon pleaded.


This was crazy, Paul knew, but it was the only invite he needed. He got
down on his knees and wrapped his right hand around the base of Simon's
cock. Simon's foreskin revealed only a small part of his cock head, and
Paul could see and smell a slithery secretion coating the head. Using the
fingers of his left hand he worked the skin up and down over the
head. Simon moaned; his cock head was incredibly sensitive and when it was
coated with excitement secretions like this it grew even more so.  Soon his
foreskin retracted behind the flared rim of his spear like cock head.


Paul took it onto his mouth and Simon's knees grew weak as he received his
first ever man on man blowjob. Did this guy know what he was doing or
what. Paul soon had Simon's cock worked into the back of his throat while
his hands massage the firm cheeks of his ass. Simon slowly pumped his hips,
driving his cock in and out of Paul's throat. It was the first time he had
been deep throated and he knew then that there was no way he was ever going
to give up gay sex.


When Paul turned him around and parted his asscheeks Simon leaned against
the shelves.  That first contact of Paul's tongue with his asshole made him
yelp; luckily there were alone in the building. Paul greedily ate his
buddy's beefy virgin ass. Paul's cock was so hard now he was afraid it
might tear a hole in his jeans. It needed some attention and he wondered if
Simon would let him...It was time to test the waters. He rubbed his finger
along the delightful ridges of Simon's spit wet asshole. It was exactly
what Simon was waiting for. He bent down and reached into his pocket and
handed the lube to Paul.


Paul shivered in excitement.  There was now no doubt in his mind about what
Simon wanted. He took the lube and applied a good dollop to his work mate's
ass. He knew he had to take this slow but he needed to be in there so bad
he could hardly wait. Ten painful minutes later he judged Simon ready and
quickly stripped and lubed up his cock.  He slid his hard dick into the
valley of Simon's ass and rubbed it up and down the crack.  Simon sighed
gently as his sensitive, lubed up asshole was brushed by a warm and eager
cock head.


Paul took his time, gently knocking on the door before retreating. He
repeated this over and over again until Simon's asslips just started to
melt against his cock head. Simon was so ready for this sensation that he
pushed back against Paul, eager to have it all, and Paul slid in without
any further delay. He was soon buried to the pubic bone and reached round
and fondled Simon's soft fleshy cock. He loved the feel of Simon's foreskin
covered cock sliding around in his hand. With his other hand he stroked
Simon's smooth, flat belly and whispered disgusting words in his ear, after
Simon had pleaded for him to do so.


The two men were locked in one of the most ancient rituals: united but each
lost in their own private world. Paul stroked slowly and tenderly,
remembering the pain of his own first rogering. Simon's cock inflated and
was soon leaking a string of precum, which Paul smeared all over the shiny
cock knob.

'I...I... can...I can't last!' Simon pleaded.


Paul pulled all the way out of Simon's juicy asshole and plunged all the
way back in. The feelings in his cock took him so close to the edge that he
needed on three or four more deep plunges. On the last one Simon groaned
and shuddered, in the throes of his first internally augmented orgasm, and
Paul was free to let go. His balls spewed forth their heavy load and he
hugged Simon tight as they came down from their fuck highs.


When the pair had calmed down and their breathing had returned to normal
they started to disentangle themselves.

'What have we here?' a voice cut through the silence.

They looked up in shock to see Marvin, their supervisor, standing there
with a very large and veiny cock in his hands. Simon and Paul smiled.

'He was just showing me the ropes.' Simon replied.

'How about including me in your little game next time?' Marvin asked.

'We sure will.' Paul replied as he quickly stroked Marvin off to climax.

Simon watched Marvin spew, and couldn't wait to tell Tom about what had
happened there today.

Copyright 2005 Tom Deapen - read my free sex diary at www.mantales.com