This is the second part of a three-part series. As with the part one, this is a true story. This part is called Cock-Crazed. I had become familiar with man to man sex, but suddenly I seemed to find it everywhere. One day, I was on a business trip in a city several hours from home. I had completed my business day and impulsively stopped at an adult bookstore to watch a few mini-porn flicks. When I entered the video booth and locked the door, I immediately saw a hole in the wall of the booth. As I started watching a flick, through the hole in the wall came a short but thick cock twitching taut, its reddish-purplish head glistening pre-cum. I felt compelled to take it in my mouth, and I took it entirely in, my lips stretched wide around its thick base. The salty-tasting cock quickly pulsed in my warm wet mouth and spasmed cum into my throat. I swallowed again and again, the thick white goo gurgling into my throat, tasting like buttered mushrooms.
The cock pulled away from the hole and I returned to watching a flick, although I turned it to one where two men were sucking each other's cocks. I heard the booth door next to me unlock and open, and the man left. I heard some whispering in the hallway, then the booth door next closed. Within a few seconds, I saw another cock come through the hole, smaller in width, but a little longer than the first one. I bent down to the cock and took it partially into my mouth. The cock pulled away. I heard a voice from the booth say "I want your other hole." The cock came through the hole again, and I began twirling my tongue around its head. The cock pulled away. "Your other hole, your other hole," a voice said from the booth. I unzipped and unbuckled my pants and slid them to my ankles. I shimmied to the wall and bent down so my ass was centered on the hole. I spread my ass cheeks with my hands and thrust my ass to the hole. I felt a wet finger massage my puckering asshole, then slip in to the knuckle, slowly wriggling. The finger pushed way into my hole, and I began stroking my own cock. I felt the finger slide out, then I felt two fingers push into my asshole and they began moving in tandem back and forth from my balls to my ass.
Back and forth, the fingers rhythmically moved deep inside me, and the burning sensation pressuring my prostate began to surrender to a feeling of being filled with pleasure. The fingers would not let loose of my mancunt, and my anal sphincter gripped them at the base. I stroked my five and half inches of hard cock in rhythm with the fingers waving inside my gripping mancunt, and I could feel the spasms building deep inside me.
Suddenly the fingers pulled out and a voice whispered, "brace yourself." I felt the fingers thrust quickly inside my hole again, and I could feel the burning pressure again now, as another finger, and then another wriggled into my hole. I could feel my anal sphincter stretch to take a thumb, and I stopped stroking my cock, to stretch out my arms and put my hands on the opposite wall to brace myself. My mancunt pushed out as the whole hand thrust in, and my pussyslit gripped tight around his wrist. I was stunned, and full, and burning, and pulsing as the huge piston-fist slowly moved in and out of my inner man space. My cock shrunk with the anal assault, but I could feel a strange pulsation building deep inside me. My mancunt began to quiver, then I began to shake, and wave after wave of orgasm pulsated inside me, and my small cock oozed thick white sticky cum.
A few weeks later, my wife and I went on a vacation getaway. She is usually not that interested in sex, but she was interested in going to a clothing optional resort for sunning. We arrived late in the evening and decided to go to the sauna area. We went there without clothes, and she felt comfortable because it was night and no one was around. The sauna wasn't very hot, and after a while I laid flat on the upper bench and she laid flat on the lower bench. We were very much relaxed when a naked man came into the sauna, about six foot, completely shaved, with a large tattoo of a serpent on his groin, and the largest dangling cock I had ever seen.
She began to get up, but he stopped her. "No need to get up on my account, neither one of you." He sat on the upper bench next to my head with his feet on the lower bench next to my wife's head. To my surprise, he started stroking his cock, and within minutes his cock was at least ten inches long, and several inches thick. I could smell his balls, and see very close to me his long, thick cockshaft, bulging bluish veins running the length of it towards the large head.
My wife lifted up her head to see his cock close to my head. "Wow," she said, "you have the biggest cock I've ever seen."
"That's your fantasy, honey," I said. She quickly responded: "You don't really know what my fantasy is, Mark, but it does involve a huge cock!" To my amazement, she got up on her knees, and kneeling on the bottom bench, she put her hand on the man's cock, and guided the snake to my lips. "Take it in your mouth, Mark, and suck it." The man was kneeling now in front of my head, his bald balls dangling in front of my eyes like two pool balls in a cloth sack. I stretched my head so I could reach my tongue to them. I licked his big balls as his fleshy club battered against my neck.
"Take his cock, Mark." To my surprise, my wife put her hand to my head, and gently pushed my head down as my lips parted to become an o-ring tightening around the mid-shaft circumference of his ten-inch tool. He used it to fill me past my tonsils and probe into my throat. I felt suffocated, when my wife grabbed my head with both of her hands and pushed me into his cock, then pulled me back, then into his cock, then back. "Fuck his face, fuck his face," she chanted, as with each thrust I gagged on the slab, and was choked to tears.
He said he could try another way and he pushed me back onto the bench, and put my legs into the air, and pressed his saliva-slathered cockhead into my twitching anal opening. "Oh my God!" my wife shouted as I groaned and he forced his thick meat into my hole. "Your body is swallowing a snake," she said as she held my legs up and apart and straddled my face, and ground her asshole into my nose. My own asshole burned and ached. I felt like I was splitting apart. I was being impaled and smothered. I could smell my wife's asshole, the scent, and I could feel his balls smacking against my ass, and I knew he must be inside all the way. He slowly eased in and out of my mancunt, pressing my p-spot, until his spasms of sperm gave me wet relief. My love tunnel quivered around the unyielding man slab and deep inside I had another strange type of orgasmic release I never thought possible. "Thank you Missus," he said, "for letting me fuck your man."
A month later, I went to a friend's house to help him fix his gutter. We had been friends for a long time. His wife and kids were at the mall, and he was trying to get a to-do list finished. I was holding the ladder while he climbed it, and as I looked up, I could see his cock and ball sack dangling between his legs from the side of the very loose and short gym shorts he was wearing. Coming down the ladder, the view was even better, and getting closer all the time. He was hairy, and he had huge balls, and an uncut cock about four inches flaccid.
When he got to the ground, wearing only the gym shorts, beads of sweat were dripping from his chest. We were almost touching each other, and I could smell his sweaty armpits. He looked all around his back yard, then locked eyes with mine. "I've been waiting for this for a long time," he said, and to my shock, he pressed his lips to my mouth, and his tongue touched mine, and we began to frenchkiss. I felt my cock surge, and my deep inner space flutter, as he lowered me to the ground, tonguing my neck, kissing my face, frenching my mouth.
He stretched his arm above my head, and pressed his hairy armpit to my face, and I licked it wildly. My tongue kept lapping the sweaty hairs down to the underarm skin. His manscent flared my nostrils. He did likewise with the other arm, and I responded again, and then he unbottoned my shirt, and with thumb and forefinger began slowly pinching and rubbing my nipples, switching side to side. He unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and slid them off of me.
