Date: Sat, 22 Feb 2014 23:25:34 -0600
From: jon gaynokla <gaynokla@gmail.com>
Subject: What's Your Biggest Fantasy m/t

What's Your Biggest Fantasy?
by jon


I hope you enjoy this.  You can find my other stories in the prolific authors
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Recently, I was talking with a friend and the conversation drifted towards
sex, like it usually does.  We both like younger guys so our talk are
always interesting and arousing.


"So Tim, what's your biggest fantasy?" I asked.


"Well, probably to have two young teens at the same time.  Maybe have them
running around the house, buck naked, so I can watch, touch and taste them
as often as I want.  Then have one on his back, my dick tearing up his ass
as the other one is standing over him so I can suck his dick.  Then, after
cumming deep in the first boy, have them change position so I can fuck the
other boy and suck on the first one.


The thought of just having them available for my needs when ever I wanted or
needed them.... yea, that would work.  What about you?"


"Well Tim, yours sounded pretty good to me... but I guess the ultimate
fantasy for me would be the one that is opposite of what I usually like.  To
have a young guy, whether he is gay or straight use me for his pleasure
only.  He would have to be good looking, have a slim athletic body and have
an `I'm in charge' cocky attitude.


Just thinking of having someone like that see me and tell me that he has
been waiting for me and I am late.  Then have him grab me by the arm and
take me somewhere so I can suck his dick and swallow his load before he
leaves me on my knees, hard and horny and wanting more of him."


"You just want to suck someone's dick?  That's not much of a fantasy,"
replied Tim.


"No, not just suck," I told him, "I also want him to take me into a bedroom
and have him strip me down and fuck me all night.  Have my legs over his
shoulders as his thin firm ass drives up and down into my hole, cumming
time after time, until his youthful energy runs out and without caring if I had
cum or not, tells me to get out.


Now mind you, I would also think he should call me into the bathroom, tell
me that he has 5 minutes and needs to empty his balls.  Have him pull down
the back of my pants, spit on my hole and fuck me hard and fast and after
cumming and pulling out, just walking out of the bathroom telling me that
he should be okay for a little bit but to wait around to make sure he doesn't
need to dump another load in me."


"Wow" said Tim, "that sounds hot, although it should be the other way around.
Me fucking the boy that way."


"Hell, that's the way I would prefer it also but... I don't know... I just can't get
that thought out of my head.  Now when I see a hot young guy, if he doesn't
fit the look I think of using him, but if he fits the look... I get a twitching in my
ass... and I've never been fucked.  Ain't that fucked up?"


"Hahaha yea, sounds like you've got it bad..." he laughed, "I better head home
before I get in trouble.  My nephew is coming to live with us while his parents
straighten out their lives, like that will ever happen."


"See ya."


The next day I was busy doing household cleaning which includes laundry
when I hear a knock on my front door.  I go to the door and open it and there
stands a teenager with a skateboard in his hand.  "Can I help you?" I ask.


He stares at me for a second and then walks right by me into my living room
and sits down on a chair.  I take the time to look at him as I try to figure out
what he is doing here.  He is toned and tan, shirtless showing off his sweat
glistened chest, his nipples are small and hard, his stomach is flat with the
beginning of a six pack.  A small treasure trail of brown hair leads down to the
baggy shorts so common with young skaters.  His legs are fairly hairy all
the way down to his sockless shoes.


At this point I realize he is talking and I haven't been listening.  "Well?  I said
my dick isn't going to suck itself... get over here before I have to discipline
you."


Without thinking, I found myself kneeling at his feet. Then seeing his knees
separate, I watched as his dick twitched against the material.  I reached up
and grasped the sides of his shorts and as he lifted his ass up a little, I slid
them down till his dick sprang free.


He had a thick bush of black hairs and his dick was about six inches long but
still growing.  It was also getting thicker as I grabbed it around the base and
slowly slid my mouth over his cut dick head.  I could feel it growing as I slid
it in and out of my mouth, getting thicker, and harder to take it to his pubes.


His scent was sweaty boy and even though I had no idea who he was or even
how old he was, I was in heaven.  I started playing with his balls as I tried to
suck his boy nectar from his not so boyish big dick.


He was talking to me but in my euphoria I was fixated on getting his nut creme
and was only catching small bits of what he was saying... "faggott.... bitch...
cocksucker..." and there were moans and grunts and... OOHHHH yea!!!
His dick grew and started to pulse and just like that I was enjoying seven strong
shots of cum.  My mouth filled with the sweet taste and I swallowed only enough
to keep from spilling it.


I continued to suck his big dick even after he stopped cumming and he abruptly
pulled it from my mouth.  "Damn that was good!" he exclaimed, "now take me
to your room for round two."


I was off my knees and headed to my room without even looking to see if he was
following.  I walked towards my bed and before I could turn, he shoved me in my
back pushing me face down onto the bed.  He roughly grabbed the back of my
sweatpants and jerked them down below my ass.


His hands started parting my ass cheeks and I felt the head of his dick pushing
towards my hole.  "Wait!" I yelled, "We need lube, I've never..."


He stopped and told me to be quick as I reached into my nightstand for the tube.
I quickly spread some on my hole and started pushing some into me.  "That's
enough." He pushed my hand away and threw his weight against me.  I felt
the head push against my opening and with a plunge it tore it's way inside.


The lube helped some but not enough to keep me from screaming out as he
shoved deeper into me. When he hit bottom he didn't give me a minute to
adjust, he just started pumping me for all he was worth.  As the minutes
went by his rhythm became more defined and his force got stronger.


My ass was sore and full, full of hard boy cock and he was pounding the crap
out of me.  I felt his sweat dripping onto my back and I exploded into the front
of my sweatpants.  He didn't stop to let me enjoy the feeling, he kept fucking
me as hard and as powerful as he could.  My dick stayed hard.


Over thirty minutes into it, I was still in bliss, as much as it hurt to lose my
cherry as I did, I was thrilled.  I now know how an addict felt, because I knew I was
addicted to young dick.  It was hard and cruel and unrefined, it was pure animal
lust and youthful energy and I wanted more.


Then with an extra hard thrust and a grunt, he filled my ass with his seed.  As
soon as he finished, he pulled out and started pulling up his shorts.  My dick
was still hard, my balls needed to be emptied and all I could think of was that
I needed more of him.


Then as he walked towards my bedroom door, his cell rang.  "Hey uncle Tim,
yea, I'm just leaving.  You were right, he's really good at sucking dick and he
screamed like a little girl when I took his cherry.  I loved it and can't wait to
fuck him again... hold on."  He turned towards me and said "Keep your ass
lubed because next time, I'm not waiting."


With that said, he turned and went through the door.