This is a story of how it happens sometimes around here, and
do *I* ever love it...
_____ is ________________ from the 28 Barbary Lane. I had
posted that I was seeking an annual event for my birthday in
the bedroom. I had been teased about it for some time, until
he pulled me into chat one nite. My roommate had already gone
to bed, and was sleeping quite soundly. He asked what I was
doing and I told him not that much, seeking sex, other than
that nothing. ______ said that he wanted to come over.
I had talked to ______ before on the board about what I like to
do in bed.
<*********> Not really, kinda in the feel of strong legs
around my neck and wild passionate sex.
<***************> Into the scissors hold, huh?
<*********> I LOVE the scissors hold!
<***************> I could kill, you know. I've done it
before...
<*********> Either way I still like the scissors hold...
<***************> the dangers of the scissors hold.
<*********> It isn't dangerous if it is applied
correctly....if it isn't it can be dangerous...
<***************>yeah, you never know what happens in the
midst of passion. one twist, and.... dust.
<*********> That is true, but that is one thing that has not
happened, and I have been careful of....that is
why positioning is important.. I don't think that
I would even be in a situation with someone that
would even accidently hurt me...
<***************>That's good... I didn't mean that I would.
But allowing yourself to be placed in an
inferior position is very disadvantage
physically and (to me) sexually.
<*********> I don't mind the position in the least..in fact it
is probably the biggest turn on for me..
<*******> What position is that?
<***************>We're discussing the scissors hold. What are
your opinions? If you have more than one...
<*******> Depends one where ones important parts are?
<*********> In someone else's mouth, of course!
<***************>Of course!
<*******> Explain the scisors hold in that light please.
<*********> Certainly, someone on top of you giving you a blow
job, and squeezing you tightly with thier thighs
around your neck..
<*******> Gotcha...would prefer to do the sqeezing and get the
blow too.
<***************>I would.
<*********> Like to do the squeezing, or get the blow...
<***************>Well, if you had three people, a triangle
perhaps could work...
<*******> I wonder how it would work turned around for some
nice rimming?
<*********> It does work.
<***************>It's harder to do that way. you lose your
leverage.
<*********> There are things that you can do...loosen the legs
a bit, and slip the tongue in...
<***************>Anyways, I prefer a tongue job on my dick...
<*********> Who doesn't, and giving a good tongue job is a
wonderful thing also. I prefer not licking
someone's ass.
<***************>I agree.
<*********> I don't know about you, but I find that the
scissor hold turns me on, and that when it comes
to having sex, I prefer having safe sex.... All of
them, from scissors, to rimming (yuck), I guess
that I prefer safe sex....but with my liking of
the scissors hold does help me in keeping safe
alot of times... Actually it wasn't that much. A
friend of mine (*****) and I were "sleeping" over
at my house in the backyard in the travel trailer,
we started to fool around a bit, and he got me
trapped into a real tight head scissors, and gave
me a blow job. He repeated the scene a number of
times after that.
<***************>Ahhh. so that's where the scissors hold
comes from...
<*********> It sure is...and I still, to this day love the
feel of muscles around my neck, squeezing or not.
<***************>Well, I do work on my leg muscles... Fell
into that trap in high school. When I worked
out, it was always the squats, and the free
weights (benching)... So I've developed huge
thighs and calves, and a big chest... forgot
to work on the tummy muscles and arm muscles.
<*********> Nothing wrong with having hugh thighs at all, the
more the muscle the better, the more cozy I
think...
We moved into private chat:
So you have large thighs, very enticing indeed...
Yeah, unfortunately, i also have a tummy, and sometimes it
looks as if I have just fat there, but it's mostly muscle...
and when I wear the right clothes, it looks like muscle...
There is nothing wrong with that I have some fat, which I
don't like, but I am also too lazy at the moment to worry too
much about. I am still hard underneath that, and that is what
I like the feel of is a man that has something on their bones.
Well, I'd qualify...
I want those muscular legs...heheheheh
sure thing...
My friend and I were at a party, and he got drunk. He asked
me whether he could stay at my place, since he didn't want his
parents to find out he was drunk... I agreed, and he slept on
the floor in my room. I usually sleep in the nude, but because
he was over, I slept in my underwear.. Anyways, after I had
fallen asleep, I dreamt that my dick was being sucked... It
wasnt' a dream. My friend was sucking my dick.
So I fall back on the scissor hold, I am close, I can fondle
whatever I can reach, and it excites me..
Understandable... I can see that it is a convenient postition,
for both involved...
I suppose it can be, but I find that I get more excited when
it comes to contemplating someone's legs than their cock. I
figure the cock is there, attention has to be paid to it
(mostly because it seems to be so insistent on attention), but
the legs are what thrill me.
Sex.... Well, oral sex, to me, is very enjoyable. I've
always felt that to be one of the most gratifying parts of the
whole act... I know that I have always enjoyed it. I can
remember a number of times just sitting around watching tv with
***** and sitting between his legs, and starting to stroke him
and fondle him, and I just loved to get bewteen those legs and
work on his cock, it was great. The taste, everything about it
was something that I have not wanted to forget.
I am sure he enjoyed it..
Yes, he was my "little fantasy man" because he had a body that
was fabulous, smooth, and muscular,
I have had a number of offers from people during this last
year or so, but I normally say no, maybe because I am looking
for someone that is willing to be safe, willing to allow me the
use of their legs, and that will be a turn on to me. I do have
to admit though, that most of the offers have been verbal so
far, and in a situation with someone sitting next to you,
stroking my body, and propositioning me, that is a different
story, I more than likely wouldn't say no to them, because I
(and this is the most important) want to be assured that they
really want to be there with me, and not just for the sake of
sex.
sounds good. Though sometimes (coming from a college student
addicted to sex) just for the sake of sex is not too bad
either...
Oh, not at all, I have wanted that a number of times, as long
as both parties know that is what is happening. I hate it when
it turns into something other than that, where either I or they
want more than just the mutual orgasm.
Take care of yourself *****...and I hope to run into you soon,
and do take care of those muscular legs..
Another conversation with him long before actually having sex:
<*********> Okay....so ** how are those sexy legs tonight...I
have thought of them a couple of times.
<***************>I'm sure you have. Been working them, just
for you!
<*********> Good, nothing like a nice set of well-defined hard
muscled legs to caress stroke massage, and
whatever comes to mind with.
<***************>Whatever comes to your mind...
<*********> The feel of nice warm flesh on each side of my
neck and my tongue working at a hardening
member...
<***************>(scissors hold, scissors hold) subliminal
persuasion..
<*********> A man after my own heart due to muscular legs!
Sorry, I was drifting in a sea of muscularity...
<*********> Thinking about **...hmmmmm
<***************>I don't think it's a muscle you want flexed.
Then came the night that I actually met ______.
I told him where I lived and so he could get over here. I was
anxious as I could be. Nervous about meeting him for sure. I
got the house straightened up before he got here, moved the VCR
into my bedroom, and pulled out some porno flicks.
I heard someone pull into the parking lot behind the building.
I ran to the window to see what he looked like. He was exactly
like he had described to me. He was Asian, tanned, and had
thickly muscled, smooth skinned legs. He was wearing shorts.
I was flabberghasted for sure. I was nervous without a doubt
having this musclebound man heading to my apartment for a
porno, and some sex.
When I actually saw him face to face, he was my own height,
was built like a brick shithouse, muscles all over with just
enough definition to make me drool almost immediately. I got a
hardon just looking at those these wrapped tightly in those
shorts and spandex. I had never taken spandex off of a man,
and I was certainly looking forward to this chance.
We moved into the bedroom where I had set up the VCR and
picked out a couple of movies for watching, mostly Colt movies,
with lots of muscle and sex. We didn't talk much, just sat
there watching the movie for a little while. He sat back on
the bed, watching the movie, nervous without a doubt. I had
already told him what I was wanting from him, and I wasn't sure
what he wanted, and waited for some sign.
A little while longer I started to massage those smooth
skinned legs of his, feeling the muscles underneath, already
hard and waiting for the taste of this man! "Would you like
me to undress you and do what comes naturally?"
"Sure" he replied, pulling off his shirt with a little help
from me. His chest was smooth, and muscled like that of Greg
Louganis. He tossed the shirt off the bed, and I began moving
towards his shorts.
He let me do most of the work here, first removing some gym
shorts. The sight of those thighs right in front of me,
flexing as he lifted his hips from the bed to allow the shorts
to come off. I massaged his legs again, and moved up to his
crotch, massaging his cock through the material. I began
working at the next pair of shorts that he had on, the spandex.
I pulled on these and he assisted with pulling them off of his
hips, playfully trapping me between his thighs. I was in
heaven, those thighs were a great erection giver. I felt the
muscles churn under his hot skin, and pulled the short over his
legs and tossed them to the side of the bed.
I found that he had a pair of underwear under these, still
hiding that cock that was my goal, besides of course the feel
of those thighs around my neck. I moved up between his legs
and continued to massage his thighs as I got myself comfortable
and began stroking again, his cock under the cloth. He was
laying down with his legs on top of my shoulders while I was
laying there massaging with my hand. After discovering that he
was partially hard and enjoying the treatment more and more, I
moved deep between his thighs, feeling those muscles around my
neck, the hot skin warming me, and the smell of his manliness
hitting my nose. I began gently chewing on is cock through his
underwear, which began to harden his cock even more.
He moaned occasionally, but didn't say anything, except to
give me a gentle squeeze with his thighs. I was enjoying the
taste of the cloth, the feel of those thighs, and the hardness
of his cock pulsating beneath the gentle bite of my teeth.
He began to get impatient for me to place his cock in his
mouth. He began pulling off his underwear, only to show me
that there was another layer of cloth still to go. I played
with the last pair of underwear, biting and licking, mouthing
the ever growing mound of manliness. The head of his cock
pushed through the top of his shorts, throbbing as he squeezed
me with his thighs, the blood rushing into it.
I quickly began pulling off the last pair of underwear to get
to the cock. It was wonderfully shaped, throbbing, and begging
for attention. I moved onto it quickly, licking the sides, and
around the tip with my tongue, and moved to the area between
his legs, licking his balls, slowly taking them in, careful to
treat them gently. I licked his perneum, enjoying the manly
odor, and flesh surrounding my neck, all the while my hands are
exploring his skin and cock.
He was wonderful at this point, placing his thighs firmly
around my neck, moving them around, me groaning with the
pleasure of feeling those smooth skinned thighs holding me at
the center of his manliness. I was enjoying every inch of his
member, balls, the smell of his manliness. The feeling of
those thick thighs around my neck were beginning to sweat with
the passionate sex that I was giving him with my mouth.
He was quiet through out the experience, groaning occasionally
as I touched an extremely sensitive spot. When I heard him
groan, I concentrated my sucking and licking even more, while
he rewarded me with a firm squeeze around my neck. My hands,
arms, tongue, and lips were busy working at his pleasure,
slowly taking him towards the point of orgasm.
I continued to suck for a long time, enjoying the sweating
muscular thighs gently squeezing me, and the taste of him. I
motioned to him to grab the bottle of oil by the side of the
bed. He placed it quietly in my hand, and used the oiled hands
to stroke him even more, causing him to reward me even more
with those lusciously muscular thighs.
He was holding out on me. Making me work for his orgasm.
Letting me lay there between those thighs, rewarding me
occasionally with the a squeeze. I continued working on his
cock for quite sometime until I tired of the wait. Wondering
if I had lost the touch or something. He admitted that he was
keeping himself from having an orgasm. He finally decided that
he wanted to stroke his cock, while watching the video that was
still going in the background. While I laid between his thighs
licking his perineum and balls.
He began stroking his cock with his oiled hand, stroking it
slowly, while I attended to his perineum. His thighs wrapped
around me firmly, squeezing slightly with the oncoming orgasm.
He stroked, both of us sweating from the building sexual work.
I continued licking him, stroking him, and massaging him over
his thighs, sides, stomach, whatever was in reach while I was
enjoying those hot thighs, and the taste of the man. I gently
mouthed and licked his balls, while watching him stroke his
engorged member, and felt the skin of his thighs holding me.
Shortly thereafter he whispered that he was coming. He came,
the fluid spurting from his cock, covering it, the smell
permeating the air. His thighs tightened slightly, and relaxed
fully when his spasms of passion subsided. We rested for a few
moments, be still stroking his thighs, looking forward to the
orgasmically wonderful next step, the step that I really
wanted.
We rested for a short time, and then I asked him, "Well, are
you ready to do your part?" He responded, "Sure". I had him
move up on the bed, his leg stretched towards the foot and
instructed him what to do. I moved, all the while hardening at
the thought of his huge thighs surrounding me and squeezing me.
I turned around and looked at those thick thighs, feeling them
again, the firmness of the muscles under the smooth skin. I
motioned him that I wanted to position myself by gently pushing
on his leg. His leg move up, the muscles flexing all the way
through the range of motion. I moved into position so my body
was in line with his, and he pulled his thigh over his head and
I turned for a moment to take in the sight of those thighs.
The muscles were gently formed under the smooth skin. The
muscles were well developed and worked hard at some sport or
another. His thighs looked as if they were on a 500 mile
bicycle trip in the recent past. Thighs of my dreams.
I settled into the manly thighs, taking note of the feel of
his hot skin, the smoothness, and firmness of the muscles
underneath. He placed those legs around my neck as I massaged
those legs, feeling the skin, the muscles underneath, the
straited muscles as they moved. I stroked his skin, "Cross
your legs in a figure four." He placed his left leg over my
chest, and drew his ankle under his right leg. The muscles
felt wonderful moving into position, and he began to gently
squeeze and I began to stroke my cock with my oiled hand.
"Tighter", I pleaded, and his calf closed in on my neck while
the muscles of his thighs grew with the change in pressure of
the head scissors.
I continued stroking my cock feeling those thighs, pleading
for more pressure, and feeling the strength, thinking about the
trap of manly muscles I had just voluntarily placed myself
into. He continued increasing the pressure, while I stroked,
massaging his thigh, up his side, and feeling all that I could
feel. Taking note of the way that his muscles felt around my
neck.
"Take you legs and straighten them out", I asked. What else
could I do, after all if he would have decided he could have
squeeze me with those thighs and cause me great ecstacy. He
straightened them, and stretched them out, not crossing the
ankles for the tight deep head scissors that turn me to an
orgasmic end each time. I felt the muscles move and squeeze my
neck, stretched straight out around my neck. I could feel the
hardened, flexed muscles around my neck, holding me there. I
moved my hand towards his flexing calves, "Cross you ankles and
squeeze."
I had my neck deep within the recesses of his thighs, right up
to his balls, where those fabulous muscles that join at the
inner thigh. I told him, "Tighter". He gradually continued to
increase with each bidding to squeeze tighter, never too
quickly, testing to see just how much of the muscular strength
I was after from him. I continued stroking, his legs, and my
cock. I could feel as he continued to increase the power of
his thighs.
He continued squeezing, as I got closer and closer, asking
quietly for him to squeeze tighter and tighter. I could feel
his muscles hardening to the full extreme, turning me on even
more. I continued stroking, feeling those thighs, and was
beginning to get closer to my orgasm, wrapped in the those
thick thighs. Just like I have always enjoyed.
My body began spasming with the oncoming orgasm, I began
moaning for the thighs to squeeze even tighter. He obliged
easily, with more power to go. "I'm getting closer", then the
squeezing began to get tighter and tighter on its own. I
stroked my cock even faster, not longer able to concentrate on
the skin of this thighs, but the striated muscles surrounding
my neck in such a vise-like grip.
I stroked quickly now, asking for him to give more of those
thighs. I wanted to feel them. For them to be a part of me.
I could actually feel the muscles and their striated structure
squeezing me. I hung on, asking for a bit more, and "I'm
coming", at which time he squeezed me even harder than before,
holding me tightly, with the strength of those bicycling
hardened, huge thighs. I reveled in the strength, the muscles,
the heat of the skin, and the tightness of those thighs, as I
let loose spasm after spasm of hot cum. He continued squeezing
throughout the orgasm, which seemed to last for minutes, with
the legs wrapped around me.
I was finally spent, being held hard, tight between those
thighs. When I had finally finished with my orgasm, "Okay,
that's enough." He released my neck from the tight head
scissors. I relaxed and laid there for a moment, enjoying the
feel of the now softened thighs around me.
"Whew...now that was a workout", he said as I released me
fully from his thighs. I sat up, lingering in those thighs as
long as he would allow, and sat up, stroking them occasionally.
I massaged his thighs, "You did wonderfully. Anytime that you
would like to have your cock sucked again, I will be glad to,
as long as I get to partake in your thighs."
Who knows when it happened again, but this is what I do when I
don't enough to do....