Date: Wed, 24 Oct 2007 22:36:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: laeauthor author <laeauthornow@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: i can't breathe/part 5/you're on your time now

Hey guys, its me again.

Thank you for all of you e-suggestions.  You have redeemed my faith in the
constant reader.  I suppose that I was a little needy in my last effort,
please forgive me.  Being a writer is a lonely existence.  If you don't
have sales or critiques to keep track of loyalty, it becomes hard to know
how much readers like the effort.  I have received many replies, and that
makes me happy.  I have written this chapter as a peace offering.  I have
many exploits planned for Mark and Allen, I just need a moment of your time
to let me know if you want more.

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at "ROCKING YOUR FUCKING WORLD."  lae.


You're on your own time now
By  L. A. Emerich

	We didn't officially make it to the beach that day.
	After our bump in the road, Mark and I decided to grab something to
eat and get some sleep.  I suppose that sounds somewhat anti-climactic, but
that is what happened.  We were plain wore out from the road and extraneous
activities.
	I fixed us a sandwich while Mark washed the cum from his ass.  I
ate mine and then did the same.  I wonder what kind of spectacle we made
coming back from the pisser, cum-stained behinds and barely able to walk.
Though we looked a little worse for the wear, it was nice to know that
opportunity lay so close at hand.
	"I don't know about you, but I'm done for."  Mark offered,
finishing his sandwich.  He wiped his mouth and lit a cigarette, laying
back in his chair with a satisfied look on his face.
	"Me too."  I agreed, watching his incredible sexiness.
	"I know that was trashy, but it sure was hot."  Mark mumbled,
looking at me for my reaction.  I could hear the reticence in his voice.
From his actions in the bathroom on the beach, Mark had been involved in
anonymous sex before.  I knew that he didn't want me to think badly about
him, as if I ever could.  But, he didn't know that.  I wanted Mark to
understand how relaxed I was when it came to sex.  I was certainly no angel
and did not expect him to be.
	"That was more than hot, it was fanfuckingtastic."  I said,
laughing at my expletive.  I hoped that my obviously non-judgmental
assertion was enough to allay any fear that Mark might have about offending
my sensibilities.  "What ever was in that bottle he gave you made me hotter
than George Bush at a malapropism convention."  Mark laughed at my analogy.
	"You did seem like a fish to water."  Mark allowed, hitting his
smoke and smiling at me.
	"I'm no saint.  I know that we haven't exactly talked about our
past experiences, but I was blowing dick in bathrooms while you were still
sniffing after cheerleader pussy."  I said, watching Mark for a reaction.
He did not disappoint.  Mark screwed his face into a look of interest.
	"Sounds like you have a past, mister."  He joked.
	"That which I have done, makes me that which I am."  I replied.
Though I wasn't necessarily ashamed of the things I had done, making a joke
of them seemed to minimize their existence.
	"Want to take a nap?"  Mark asked, stubbing out his cigarette.
	"Lead the way."  I pleaded, feeling the miles throughout my entire
body.  Mark took my hand and led me to our room.  I was still a little
wired from the coke so I went to my luggage to get every business
executives friend.
	"Do you want a valium?"  I asked, shaking the bottle and picking
one of the blue pills from my hand.
	"Sure.  But, I think I could sleep without it."  Mark said, taking
the pill from me and swallowing it dry.  I did the same and lay down on the
bed.  Mark lay down and allowed me to wrap my arms around him.
	"Ummhh, that feels nice."  He moaned.
	"I hope you get used to it."  I muttered back at him.  With that,
we fell asleep.
	I don't know how long I slept.  But, it was long enough for the
bright sunshine to be replaced by stygian darkness.  I could hear the
melodious strains of Bob Marley as I regained consciousness.  I heard Mark,
lightly snoring next to me.  He had one arm over my chest and his face was
buried in a pillow.  I felt the urge to piss, so I carefully extricated
myself from his embrace.  I found some shorts and a shirt in the darkness.
	I made my way from the room, stubbing my toe and tangling myself in
my shirt along the way.  The communal bathroom was right outside the
bedroom door, where I remembered it to be.  Having taken care of business,
I went in search of the music.
	The smell of marijuana assaulted me before the fog did as I entered
the back room.  The lighting was dim, but a beautifully dimpled, muscular
ass was apparent as it moved up and down in a laconic manner.  The owner of
the ass was obviously fucking someone, but was in no hurry.  I entered,
mesmerized by the careful long-dicking show.
	I could see Jesse, sitting in a chair.  Jake sat on the floor, a
lit cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth.  They were both naked
and sporting serious wood.
	"What's going on?"  I asked, entering the room.  Jake and Jesse
looked up as Jesse spoke.
	"Just breaking in the furniture."  Jesse replied, motioning to
Tom's heaving ass.  I know that I told you that Tom sprouted alot of hair
on his legs, but his ass had a serious pelt going.  I got a soda from the
fridge and came closer.
	"Remind me to get some plastic sheeting before I invite any of you
over."  I joked.  Jesse chuckled and lit a smoke.  As I got closer, I could
see the look of concentration on Tom's sweaty face and I could also see his
target of affection.  I was a little surprised (disappointed?) to see that
it was a chick.  She had long auburn hair and big tits that bounced in
rhythm to Tom's strokes.
	"Twenty three, twenty four, twenty five...."  Jake counted,
watching each hypnotic fall of Tom's back.  It was obvious that he was
counting strokes as Jesse and I looked on.
	"Why is he counting?"  I asked.
	"How else do you play 'Last Dick In' ?  Jesse stated as if the
question were ridiculous.  The dismayed look on my face, made it apparent
that I was a novice to the game.  Jesse explained that each contestant had
to fuck for at least fifty strokes.  Whoever made it the most strokes over
fifty, won.
	"Is she aware of the game?"  I asked, motioning to the girl.
	"Hell yeah, it was her idea."  Jake offered, interrupting his
count.  I watched as Tom laid pipe, in and out of the eager pussy.  The
chick was certainly making it known that she was into it by her moans.
While Jesse and Jake watched Tom slowly fuck the girl, I took the
opportunity to check them out.  Jesse looked more delectable than I
remembered.  I could see that his blond curls were lighter and his body
glowed from the sun.  His chiseled face held the look of someone seriously
watching a boxing match.  He smoked incessantly and grabbed his inflamed
cockhead with an unconscious gesture.  Jake's freckled face seemed to have
had a freckle-fill-in party.  Though there was a little overhang of his
belly, his great big dick rose from a small bush of carrot-colored pubes.
The head of his dick rose to the midpoint between his nipples and his
bellybutton.  I was stunned by the thickness of his prod.  The whiteness of
the fat pole was crisscrossed with blue veins that throbbed with
excitement.  All in all, a very pretty picture.
	"What are the stakes?"  I asked, pulling myself from my inspection.
	"Twenty dollars from each of the losers, but you have to nut."
Jake replied.  "Are you in or are you out?"
	"In."  I said, instantly.  It had been years since I had truly had
anything, sexually, to do with a female.  All that I ever wanted, lay
snoring just a room away.  But the thought of making it, in front of these
hot studs, was too much to pass up.  I realized that because my sexuality
lay juxtaposed to their own, it would hold me in good stead at beating them
at their own game.  Not only did my competitive nature cause me to take
their bets, it compelled me to take their money too.
	"Forty eight, forty nine, fifty...."  Jake shouted.  "You're on
your own time now."  Jake kept count as Jesse started talking dirty.
	"Fuck that cunt.  Plow that pussy."  He said, urging Tom on.  From
Tom's look of concentration, it was an obvious ploy to break it.  "Feed her
that big cock."  What with the sight of three seriously attractive studs
and the nasty talk, I was horned up.  I took off my clothes and motioned to
Jesse for a cigarette.
	"Nice dick."  I heard.  Tom had turned from his work and looked
over his shoulder at my nudity.  He was trying to ignore Jesse's effort to
get him more turned on.  Lighting my smoke, I wondered how long he would
last with my hard nine inches inserted between his pouty lips.
	"You want some?"  I asked, exhaling my first drag.
	"Maybe later."  He replied.  "The sand was nice today.  The water
was warm and skin everywhere."  Tom was trying to take his mind from his
present obligation.
	"Sixty eight, sixty nine, seventy..."  Jake numerated.
	"It took forever to get here.  Let's see, we took 70 to 75 to 95 to
A1A..."  Tom said, remembering the route they had taken from Columbus and
OSU.  In a game like 'Last Dick In', any thought that could get your mind
off of what was going on was a good one.
	"Eighty two, eighty three, eighty four...."  Jake counted as Jesse
kept up his effort at distracting Tom from his determined effort to plow
the chick with innumerable plunges.  Jesse stood, letting his dick bounce
off of Tom's driving face.
	"Ram that hole, man.  Make her squeal."  He said.  Tom screwed his
face into a ball, letting his moist, pink tongue hang from the side of it,
moistening Jesse's dickhead with every forward lunge.  His pace quickened
as Jake speeded up his count in kind.  Tom panted as he ascended to the top
of his cum.  His ass bucked and his body twitched as he fucked the girl.
	"Oh yeah."  He spat as he drove deep into that twat.
	"Ninety eight.  Not bad for a day spent half naked. But, I can't
wait to beat you."  Jake laughed as Tom pulled his spent, cum-slick organ
from the chick's quivering cunt.  I have to tell you about Tom's cock.
Though skinny, it was long.  So long, that I was sure that he had no
problem taking his own load deep into his gullet.  It had that bend that so
many truly long dicks had, straight for a couple of inches and then down
for an eternity.  Culminating in a large head that flared around the base.
Tom resembled Mark in the way his head appeared.  Mark's cock had become my
standard for all dicks.
	"You're next."  Jake said to Jesse.  Jesse stuck a finger into the
girl's pussy, checking for cum.
	"We got jizz."  He said, inserting his own prodigious prod into the
chick's cunt.  He started a slow, deliberate rhythm.  Jake started counting
as Tom lit a smoke and sat down on the floor next to me.
	"So you're in.  I thought Jesse said that you two were strictly
dickly."  Tom stated, inhaling from his cigarette.  I noticed that it was a
Marlboro Red, as opposed to the ML smokers that we all seemed to be.
	"I don't like to be labeled, and I'm going to fuck you out of your
money."  I assured Tom.  From his words, he was trying to psych me out.
	"It's cool."  Tom said, looking at my rampant prong.  "I wouldn't
mind meeting that in a dark alley."
	"I know what dark alley I would like to meet you in."  I replied,
rubbing the fur on Tom's meaty ass.
	"Hold that thought."  Tom said, inserting his smoke into his mouth.
"As soon as he gets to fifty, I can do whatever to fuck with him.  That's
the rules."
	"Fifty."  Jake shouted.  "You're on your own time now."  Tom rose
from his position and put his dick at the entrance to Jesse's mouth.
	"Suck my cock.  Eat my cum."  Tom grunted around his dangling
cigarette.  He pushed his incredibly long cock against Jesse's lips, there
were about eleven inches of dick snake for him to enjoy.  Jesse did not
disappoint.  He inhaled Tom's dick until just his swinging nut sack could
be seen bouncing off of the cleft of Jesse's chin.  I suppose that the
pleasure of having Tom's long, invasive dick in his mouth was too much for
Jesse.
	"Pull out."  Jake exploded.  Jesse pulled his beautiful dick from
the comfort of the chick's pussy and poured the first shot onto her tits.
Then, he stuck it back in and unloaded.
	"Eighty two."  Jake muttered, looking my way and dipping his
fingers into the pool of Jesse's cum and bringing it to his lips.  "If you
don't get off, it doesn't count."  My libido learched as I watched Jake
swirl his tongue around his cum-soaked fingers.
	"You're next."  Tom said, pulling his dick from Jesse's mouth and
pointing it at Jake.  "You gotta beat ninty eight."  Jake replaced Jesse at
the entrance to the sloppy twat. He inserted a finger which made the chick
moan.
	"It's okay baby, the boys got it stretched out for daddy."  Jake
muttered to the girl.  He pointed his amazing cock at her and rammed it in.
It was obvious that Jake was a controlled fucker.  He pumped in and out
like a machine.  He closed his eyes as Tom counted strokes.
	"Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty..."  Incredulously, I watched as the
red-headed stud buried his fat prick from stem to stern, over and over
again.
	"Twenty nine, Thirty, Thirty one...."  Jake's nuts swung, keeping
time with his insistent pummeling.  From behind, I could see them starting
their climb.  His large ass clenched with the effort he put into the
fucking.
	"Forty, Forty one, Forty two..."  Jesse stood, preparing to
interrupt Jake's purpose.  His nubile cock was hard again, and he looked
incredibly sexy with a ML hanging from his mouth.  He cocked his head to
avoid the smoke.
	"Yeah Jakey, Fuck that pussy."  He moaned around his smoke.
Hitting the fifty mark, Jake did not disappoint the crowd.  He rared back
and sank that thick, long, red pole deep.  The chick was not expecting such
an onslaught and showed her appreciation.  Jake pistoned like a maniac.
His attempt at not only outlasting us, but putting on an incredibly sexy
show was obvious to we, spectators.
	"Feel my fat cockhead bouncing off your nose, Jake."  Jesse moaned
as, indeed, his bloated cock made contact with Jake's face.
	"I'm going to take your load and your money."  Jake said, looking
Jesse in the eye.  Taking Jesse's challenge, Jake engulfed the bouncing
boy-dick to the root. Why this boy wasn't in Hollywood, I didn't know.
But, I surely enjoyed the performance.  Jesse took his cig from his mouth
with two fingers and proceeded to fuck Jake's face as Jake plowed into the
sloppy cunt.
	"Seventy, Seventy one, Seventy two..."  Tom counted, grabbing
Jake's ass.  Jake moaned from around the base of Jesse's fat prick in his
mouth.  He went insane as Tom inserted a stubby finger into his tight ring.
He fucked like in a blur of rosy flesh as his competitors tried to break
his concentration.  Ninety eight was passed in a whirl as Jake moaned and
rotated his ass on Tom's digit.  He pistoned on as if he had a rendezvous
with nirvana on the other side.
	"One Twenty, One Twenty One, One Twenty Two...."  Tom said,
twisting his finger so that he could stroke Jake's love doughnut.  Jake's
reaction was immediate.  He plunged back on Tom's hand and let his cock
come out.  He shot his first jet into the air for confirmation, then he
plowed back in to complete his nut.  Jesse's prod bounced off Jake's
ramming hairline, spit slick and shiny.
	"One Thirty."  Tom said, turning to me.  "Your turn."
	"Easy money."  Jake declared, looking for his smokes.  "Nobody's
ever beat me.  One Thirty is just nineteen strokes off the record."
	I eased myself into position as Jake got up.  The floor was still
warm where I put my knees.  I looked down as copious amounts of boy jism
dripped from the well-used cunt.  I felt a little stupid sticking my big
dick into a woman I had not really met.  Sure, I had done it dozens of
times with anonymous men, but it seemed somewhat sacreligious with a
female.
	"Hi, my name's Allen."  I said, grasping the chick's hand and
shaking.
	"Vivian."  She replied, smiling at me.
	"Are you okay with this?"  I asked.  She looked at me and nodded.
I have to tell you that the dripping twat was kind of repulsive, but the
testosterone-filled atmosphere kept me hard.  I put my rampant prod to her
hole and dove in.
	I wouldn't necessarily call my first few lunges tentative, but I
was definitely testing the waters, so to speak.  Though I consider myself
to be hung, the space I was invading proved to be truly universal.  This
chick's cunt was like fucking a wet washrag with no nap, slick and
cavernous.  I smiled to myself as I heard Jesse counting my strokes.
Because the hole was so innocuous, I decided to put on a real show.  I
lifted Vivian's legs to my shoulders and drove deep, to her quivering
delight.  I attacked her pussy like I was pounding a nail.  The boys were
obviously surprised and a little envious as I fucked like a machine.  There
was little danger of ejaculation on my part.  For if I fucked at a
different angle for twenty years, I couldn't have hit the same bit of pussy
twice.
	"Jesus, look at him go."  I heard from over my shoulder.
	"Fifty.  We better do something."  Someone exploded.  "I know he
likes this."  The speaker was obviously Jesse, because I felt my turdbox
being licked by a long, probing tongue.  Jake and Tom put their cocks to my
face and I did not disappoint.  I sucked one then the other as the counting
went on and on.  From her expletives, old girl was having a great time.
	"Fuck meeeee....."  She groaned.  "Make me cummmmm..."  I decided
to make the show a little more interesting as I stopped my headon plunge,
and ground my hips into her, it did not really count as a stroke but the
effect was an exponential detail for the show that I was putting on to show
the boys how a real man got his nut.
	I went from bobbing my head on Tom's impossibly long dick to trying
to deepthroat Jake's full, thick cock.  I could feel Jesse's mouth being
replaced by his bloated prick at the entrance to my hungry hole.  He rammed
in and pushed my man clit to the extent of elasticity.  I paid little
attention to anything but the incredible feeling of my ass and throat being
invaded by raw, hot, pulsing man.  I suppose that my strokes should have
counted for double as Jesse was doing all the work, but I was in no
position to argue.
	Suddenly, I felt a hand grab the back of my head.  The pole in my
mouth drove itself down my throat and started twitching.
	"AAaaargh."  Tom moaned as the head of his dick hit the bottom of
my throat and unloaded.  I could feel the velvety head pass over my gag
reflex and deposit a tasty morsel on my tongue.  I had little time to
recover as Jake's meaty prod replaced Tom's.  He fucked into my mouth with
piston-like motions that caused an instantaneous eruption on my hungry
tongue.  I lapped at the protruding veins as he throbbed a salty injection
down my throat.  Jesse speared me from behind until he shouted, "Fuck
yeah.".
	Jesse's spurting cock was all it took for me to pull from Vivian
and cascade my first shot over her head and onto the wall behind her.  Out
of instinct, I rammed back into her and unloaded several shots deep inside.
All four of us lay immobile for a few moments.
	"Two Twenty Three."  I heard a deep, resonating voice say.
	I looked at the timbre of the sexy sound.  Mark was standing behind
us, smoking a cigarette.  He was naked and his beautiful prick was
seesawing in his hand.  I expelled Jake's fat prick from my mouth and rose
from my spot.  Mark's smiling eyes bore a hole into my own.
	"Want some?"  I asked, motioning to Vivian.
	"I might."  Mark teased, bobbing his cock in the palm of his hand.
Words cannot describe how sexy he appeared.  His taught, hard body made me
salivate, even though I had just shot my load.
	"Dude, I can't believe you hit two twenty three.  Nobody ever did
that."  Jesse said, pushing the last of his load from his prick.  " New
record goes to the strictly dicklies."
	"How about we call it a new record from the 'men who have nothing
to prove'?"  I offered, gazing at Mark's smoke encircled head.  Mark walked
to me and grabbed my dick.  He looked me in the eye as he squeezed the last
droplets of my cum from inside.
	"How was it?"  He asked.  I shivered as the last essence of my cum
filled his hand.
	"Not bad.  Had better."  I replied, as he leaned down and swiped
his tongue on the end of my cock, availing himself of my spermy dickhead.
	Then Mark knelt down and starting lapping the cum from Vivian's
over-excited quim.  She proceeded to rub her cummy pussy over Mark's tongue
as I took the cigarette from him and smoked it.
	"HHhhhmmmm." Vivian moaned in appreciation of Mark's expert tongue.
The boys joined me in watching Mark and the chick, lighting cigarettes and
enjoying the show.  Mark ate her pussy like a man possessed.  All of our
accummulated cum gathered on his nose and his chin as he smashed his face
into her cum pocket and titillated her clit.  Though I had felt the end of
his talented tongue in my ass, it was mesmerizing to watch him expertly
service Vivian's twat.
	"Yeah...Yeah....Yeah..."  Vivian yelled, as Mark sent her into the
stratosphere.  Her ass rose and fell in time with his exertions as he
splayed her lips apart and tongued her clit.  It seemed that he had lapped
all of our cum and was now exerting his effort on the folds of her anatomy
for her enjoyment.
	"Anyone in for 'she said'?"  Jesse asked, looking for a last chance
to see part of his twenty bucks.  'She said', gives the receiver a chance
to voice their opinion as to the best giver.  As I had beaten all of the
boys at their own game, it was up to me to give the okay.  The winner of
'She said', got half of the pot.
	"Cool with me."  I said, not knowing exactly what Jesse was getting
at.
	"Viv, who gets the nod as the best?"  Jake asked, a hopeful look on
his face.  It was obvious that he hoped that his big prick was best of
show.
	"Right here."  Vivian said, rubbing Mark's head as he took another
pass at her clit.
	"Half and Half.  The strictly dicklies have it."  Jesse said,
hypnotized at Mark's mouth work.
	"I have just one question."  Mark said, running his tongue over his
cum-slicked lips.
	"Who had asparagus for lunch?"


There you go.

I hoped you enjoyed it.  I know that this episode went a little off
subject, but I found it hot as Hell.  So did the guys.  They have taken to
reading my offerings and commenting on the truthfulness of them.  Not that
I take them much into account after their initial actions.  lol.

Contact me at laeauthornow@sbcglobal.net for any comments, criticisms, or
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thanks
lae.