Date: Thu, 02 Jun 2005 15:06:35 -0400
From: Tony Colon <hungreole@hotmail.com>
Subject: Travel Diary - 2nd Boston Visit Part 2
Thanks for all your comments about my previous entries. Here's another
one.
This story involves consensual sex between adult men. We all make our own
choices in life. If barebacking and partying bother you, stop reading
this. Yada, yada, yada
Travel Diary -- 2nd Boston Visit Part 2
I was nursing on S.'s flaccid dick for a while. S. pushed me off him and
stood up.
"Hey pussyboi, I gotta get more comfortable," S. said as he
started to take off his boots. He then slipped off his chaps and jeans,
revealing his beautiful two scoops of chocolate ass. I couldn't help
myself and I had to lick his fuckhole.
"Slow down punk. I know you bois got to have your ass but
give me a minute to put my boots back on." S. put his biker boots back
on, pop in another (Dr. Feelgood) and lay on his stomach, in front of the
TV.
"OK, pussyboi, go ahead eat my mancunt out. I know you want
it." S. lit up a joint, spread his legs open wide for me and turned his
attention to the TV.
I dove in like a hungry animal, chewing and biting his
puckered love lips. His asshole was sweet and juicy and I thrust my
tongue deeply into his bowels.
"Lick my ass, motherfucker. Eat my cunt. Eat it. Make it
nice and wet," S. urged me on, taking another deep hit from his joint.
I got up and looked around for sometime to stick into his
love hole. My eyes fell upon one of this double-headed dildos (it was
about 22" and had two large round balls on either end) and it gave me a
lewd idea. I grabbed the dildo, some lube and poppers. S. was engrossed
in the video and didn't seem to notice. I greased up the dildo and
twisted into his asshole.
"Whoa boi, what are you doing back there? That ain't your
puny dick in there is it?" S. said surprised but not unhappy as he
opened his legs even wider to accommodate my thrustings.
I unscrewed the cap of the poppers and passed them to S. He
inhaled deeply and passed them back to me. I felt his ass relax and
picked up the pace of my attack. Holding on to one business end of the
phallus, I twisted and shoved it deeper and deeper up S. colon. It
easily slipped past his `second ring' and I had about ¾ of it embedded
in S.
"Fuck that hole. Fuck that hole," S moaned and I continued
to slide the dildo in and out of his hole.
My ass hole was feeling neglected and I quickly turned around
and slipped the slick end of the dildo I was holding into my still
dripping manpussy. One, two deep huffs of poppers and I started to fuck
S. with my dildo protruding asshole. I put my legs over S. thighs and
creeped along the dildo until we were ass kissing. I furiously beat off
my rock hard meat as I continued to pump away with my ass.
I cried out as I came and the dildo roughly slammed though my
`second ring'. I clamped down hard on the dildo, sending it deeper
into S. The dildo vibrated violently through our pussies as S. came in
waves. We were both panting in unison -- shallow, huskily, spent.
S. eventually got up, pulling the dildo out of my ass but
holding it in his. I sat up and took his still seeping dick in my
mouth. S. patted my head and enjoyed my sucking for a while. S. headed
towards his kitchen and handed the still warm dildo to me. I lay back
down and shoved the dildo back up my ass and watched the video tape. I
lit up the remaining joint and continued to fuck myself.
I didn't notice when S came back into the living room, I was
busy doing other things. S. lay down next to me and kissed me deeply and
took over plugging the dildo into my mancunt. S. then removed the
nipples clips and chewed on my raw nipples. Pre-cum oozed from my soften
dick.
"Bitch, I think it's time for bootie bumps," S announced
as he removed the dildo from my steaming hole.
S. had brought a number of items with him from the kitchen. Besides a
big bottle of water (which I helped myself to a big gulp), S. had a juice
cup, a frosty bottle of vodka and a small turkey baster. S. poured half
a glass of vodka into the glass and sucked the liquid into the baster.
Still lying down, S. had me put my legs over my head --
exposing my gaping hole to him. S. licked my ass and then inserted the
baster. The vodka was icy cool but not all together unpleasant. S.
pressed his lips to my quivering cunt and thrust his hot tongue deep
inside. He darted his tongue in and out, sucking up much of the liquor.
"Oh pussyboi, you have a mighty fine tasting pussy," S.
slurped.
S. filled the glass again halfway with vodka and the other
half with water. He then reach over to his stash and pulled out his
small baggie of crystal. He wet his fingers and took out a small pinch of
T and rubbed his fingers in the liquid. He then rubbed my ass lips with
those fingers and put the baggie to the side. He filled turkey baster
again and `inseminated' my hole.
"Don't let any of that spill punk, until I tell you to," S
said as he put the baster down. "I want you to squat on my face and let
me lick that pussy of your clean."
S. lay down on the floor and I squatted over him. He grabbed
hold of my hips and attached himself to my jutting ass lips. I leaned
over and stroked his hardening cock. I pushed down on my ass and the
flood gates opened. The liquid, his scum and lube came gushing out of my
ass and all over S. face. He was a very happy camper.
While S. was lapping at my slimy hole and sensed someone else
was in the apartment. I looked around and realized that standing in the
shadows of the apartments' long hallway was S. roommate, Mike. So we
weren't alone.
Mike stepped out of the darkness and I could see he was nude,
save his knee high leather boots, clothes pins angrily nursing on his
pencil eraser sized nipples and elbow length rubber gloves. Mike was just
under 6', with a shaved head, chest and pubes, (though he did have a two
days growth of beard). He had been watching us for some time, stroking
his rock hard dick. Mike walked towards us, his thick black dick dripping
pre-cum was looking for a home. Luckily I had a sloppy mancunt looking
for a tenant and I put out my to rent sign.
Mike grabbed my ass cheeks in his large rubber gloved hands,
kneading and spreading them like two round mounds of bread dough. He
buried his head into my warm flesh and rubbed his beard up and down the
crack of my moist ass. It seemed as if all my thoughts and senses
suddenly centered on the scrub brush of his facial hair playing against
my soft yielding flesh followed by his hard teeth and warm puffs of
breath. His mouth soon found my slimy pussy and his tongue plunged into
my moist depths.
"Ty, I see pussyboi knows his place," Mike said as he slid
his cock effortlessly into my hole. Mike grabbed my ass with his gloved
hands and began grinding away.
S. turned around to watch Mike fuck me. He grunted
encouragements to Mike, shouting "stick that pigcunt" and "fuck him,
fuck him". S. stuck his growing dick in my mouth and I happily gave both
my holes over two these two bad boys.
S. filled the juice glass up with vodka and put a thick pinch
of crystal into it. He offered his fingers to Mike and he licked them.
They then deeply kissed as they continued to breed my holes. S. reached
for the turkey baster and drew all of the liquid into it. He then groped
around and shoved the baster into his own ass.
S. pulled his spit slicked prick out of my mouth and turned
around to offer his asshole to Mike. Without missing a beat, Mike
continued to pump my ass as he leaned over to rim S. ass. Mike slammed
deep into my ass as he came, flooding my hole with his love juice and
continued to drink from S. flesh cup.
"Use that tongue. Shove it deeper into my cunt," S. panted,
then leaned over to kiss me.
Mike's dick slipped out of my oozing bowels. He leaned over
to pay fuller attention to S. ass hole. S. pushed his moneymaker to meet
Mike's onslaught of teeth and tongue. When Mike seems finished with S.
mancunt, he turned his attentions to my seeping pussy. Mike lapped up his
scum from my hole like a cat to cream.
Mike began teasing both our ass holes with his gloved hands.
"Oh wow. Both of you are so loose. I can't wait to start plowing these
asses." Mike looked around and grabbed two cans of menthol elbow grease.
He unscrewed them and placed them on either side of us.
The Menthol lube felt cool on my throbbing butt hole. Mike's
rubber fingers slipped easily in and I let out a slight sigh and his
wrist entered my hole. I looked over my shoulder in time to see Mike fit
his hand into S. butt as well. I was very loose and wet and Mike was
able to fit his fist through my `second ring' with no resistance.
Slowly but steadily Mike was advancing up my colon.
S. bit down on the cap of the poppers and unscrewed the
bottle and spit out the cap. He took a deep inhale and held it under my
nose. I took a deep huff and held my breath and S. stuck the bottle back
under his nose. Mike took this as a cue to pick up the pace and began to
fist us both in unison. S. passed the poppers between us a few more times
and I was flying.
"Fuck my puusy hole, please. I'm a bitch in heat, Give it
to me, give it to me please," I drooled as Mike was rubbing my swollen
colon with his gloved elbow.
S. and I were using his arms as living dildos, still fucking
ourselves into oblivion. Mike took the opportunity to send me also over
the edge. My asslips, puffy, swollen and discolored begged him to abuse
them even more as my limp dick strained to ejaculate.
S.' s eyed had rolled to the back of his head. He had
continued to suck on the poppers and I had to remind him to breathe. He
began to breathe in short shallow staccato pants. I could see that he
was close. His dick was flopping around - pre-cum was flying everwhere.
S. closed his eyes and let out a silent howl and shot his load in three
bursts, hitting himself on his chest and chin.
Mike slowly took his arms out of our ass holes, making rude
plopping sounds. He peeled the sloppy black gloves from his hands and
flung them into the corner of the room. Mike then pushed his clenched
fist in and out of our gaping pussies making our dicks throb.
"Ok, you pigs, you got yours. Now I want mine," Mike said
, pulling his slopping hands out of our asses and laying on his back.
Grabbing the back of his knees, Mike opened his legs wide offering up his
puckered honey pot.
I couldn't resist and shoved my tongue deep into his hole.
Mike grabbed my head and pushed my face deeper into his mancunt.
Hungrily, I chowed down on his ass lips. S. saw my ass in the air and
took that as his signal to violate me again.
Grabbing a paper towel, S. wiped most of the slime leaking
from my shit hole before he began feasting himself. He took hold of my
ass and split it open wide, offering him more easy assess. We got into a
rhythm of synchronized ass diving. We lapped man pussy in unison.
"Oh, pussyboi, open that ass up I need to fill you with my
pee," S. hissed, as he tried to shove his shrived dick into my sloppy
hole.
After a couple of tries, S. hit the target and was able to
slide his dick into my ass. I could hear S. strain to being pissing as I
still kept up my assault on Mike. Mike was wriggling on my tongue and I
reached for some elbow grease when S. started peeing. It started off as
spurts but build up to a mighty force. I tried to clench my ass lips
closed but had long since lost control of them and S.' crystal-laced pee
flowed down my legs, puddling at my knees.
This was not going to deter me from fisting the black stud
splayed below me. I grabbed a handful of elbow grease and formed a wedge
with my hand. I pressed the tips of my fingers into his waiting hole,
expecting some resistance but got none. My hand easily unfolded his
purple rose. While this was going on, S. continued to unload his nectar
in my cunt.
As I began to travel down Mike's love canal, S. pulled his
still dripping prick from my hole and began drinking his own fluids. I
mashed my abused pussy lips into S. face, enjoying the feel of his
stubble. This urged me on. I started piston fisting Mike.
"Do it, do it pussy boi. Fist my cunt, harder, harder,"
Mike shouted as his dick flopped around shooting spunk every where.
I was tired and needed a break. I tried to get up but my legs
were wobbly. I tried finding a dry spot on the mat to sit down. S. seems
re-energized and lay down next to Mike, taking his fading glory in his
mouth to drink in his seed. Mike took S.'s slimy dick in his mouth. I
leaned back, lit up another joint and watched these two studs have a go
at each other as I idly rubbed my bruised cunt with the other hand.
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