Date: Tue, 9 Nov 2004 08:31:56 -0800 (PST)
From: cal ritchie <calritchie2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Loving It

I stand in the shower stall, facing away from the door, through which I
know the guy will come.

Soon.

My chest is heaving with desire and my head is thudding - that thudding
when you can't think; can hardly breathe; when your mind is buzzing with
sexual anticipation. My skin is burning as though the all-over tan has set
me on fire. I stretch my splayed hand down over my crotch, my flesh rising
to my touch. That cock that gives me and my men, so much pleasure, and I
tangle my fingers in the curly, wet blond hair, then snap my head back to
receive the full hot blast from the shower head. I take the soap from the
dish to my left and idly trail it over my body as it lightly foams in my
hand and I luxuriate in the feel of my own body. My prick is now fully
erect, and the purple tip is straining away from my hips, while I lather
myself.

I am aware of someone else in the shower-room.

I clear my eyes of soap under the shower, and glance over to my right,
where the stud stands, legs spread, his facial expression radiating lust
and longing. I look down and grasp my hard cock, my fingers curling,
sensuously round it. He turns and looks behind him, as a third man, Stud 2
enters the showers. They are obviously together, so I figure why not take
them both on.

I need to feel hard flesh pumping inside me.

I have a need.

Stud 2 steps slowly over to where I'm standing and rests his hand on my ass
cheek, gently running the fingers lightly over my crack. I reach out my
hand and feel the power in his knob, heavily veined and pulsing to my
touch.

I want this man so much.

I kneel, and he stands in front of me as I run my tongue around and around
the tip of his penis, taking his glistening head between my lips, tracing
the slime from side to side, feeling him shove, slightly, against me. With
one hand I grasp his meat, encircling it, and pressing hard against the
ridged area just below its lip. I savour the smell of it, letting my tongue
dart into the piss-slit, and feeling him writhe, his groans urging me
on. "More, baby, more!" before opening my lips wider and letting him push
his flesh further into my eager mouth. I sense Stud 1 behind me, so I go
down onto all fours, my hungry butt jutting towards him.

Take me. Take me.

His fingers play around my sphincter.

Lightly, so very lightly, and my ass - ever willing to play, puckers at his
touch. His hands leave me for a moment, and then I hear the crack of a
small tube of lube being opened.

If only he knew that he didn't need it!

He slips in two fingers, up to the knuckle - I hear his gasp of surprise
that my ass is so open and willing - and my suction draws them in. He
kneels behind me, the length of his cock resting on my crease as he probes
with his fingers. He knows that my ass is longing for his meat, so he
removes his fingers - slowly - and replaces them with the hard tip of his
cock, and I feel that delicious pleasure/pain as he eases himself into
me. I masturbate while they both assault me, loving every move of their
penetration. He rises quickly within my belly, his pubic bush against my
ass cheeks as he completes his entry.

Meanwhile, my mouth and lips are against the stud's belly, his cock all the
way down my throat, and I grasp one cheek with my free hand, rubbing and
working him with the motion of my mouth. I move my fingers back and forth
along the crack of his ass, feeling the moist opening that throbs against
my finger. I ease it into him and hear him cry out, feeling him tighten
against my probing finger. My eyes are watering slightly and I'm just short
of gagging. There is total silence, apart from the soft hissing of breath,
and the urgent pounding in my head as though they were drugging me.

I'm high on sex. Time is standing still in that echoing shower room as we
heave and strain against each other, just the slapping of flesh and the
occasional groan and loud sigh disturbing the late afternoon sauna session.

Stud 1 has built up a regular rhythm in my ass, and his balls slap
languorously against my flesh as he fills me. I am delirious with love for
cock, and the man smells assail my nostrils as I bury my face in Stud 2's
curly, sweaty bush.

They are both murmuring the usual cock/stud/love language as they fuck my
body, and I long for their spunk. Stud 2's movements become jerkier, his
rectum grips my finger and his thighs shudder against my face as he fucks
my mouth, while Stud 1 pumps me like he's a piston.

I hear a sudden, low cry from above, and Stud 2 holds my head, firmly, then
his movements become more set, and regular, and forceful. He's on his way
and I'm not going to stop him. I taste the first spits of cum, as they fly
into my mouth and I eagerly swallow them, tensed and alert for the blast
that will surely follow. His breathing is now loud and harsh, and he's
slapping against my mouth, then he gives a huge sigh, seconds before I feel
his cock-slit widen and my mouth floods with his sperm. I swallow as fast
as I can, not wanting to miss a single drop or lose any from out the corner
of my mouth, but there's just too much and the cum feels cool as it oozes
from between my lips. My hand is working on my cock as I take his orgasm,
and my lust is now out of control, as my strokes become faster.

Stud 1 is now so turned on that he gives a couple of violent jerks against
my ass, and then the searing heat of his load floods my bowels.

I sway, almost giddy with the overwhelming power of the two surges, and I
wildly imagine the two studs' spunk meeting and splashing inside me. They
seem to shoot forever, then I open my mouth on Stud 2's cock, letting
strands of his cum flow down as I reach my own violent climax, splashing my
love-juice into the drain. Then Stud 2 pulls out, his cum-flecked head
spraying my face, and Stud 1 does likewise, letting the cold air into my
hole where his cock had nestled so perfectly. Stud 2 pats me on the head
like a dog that's behaved well, and leaves the shower, with his pal, while
I turn over and sit, slumped in the shower stall, watching the spunk
leaving my ass in rivulets, gathering round the drain.

I swallow the last traces of cum from inside my mouth, and rise, unsteadily
to my feet.

There will be other times, but this is it for now. Silent. Anonymous.

Fleeting.