Chapter one?
James Sheridan, that's me. I stayed in a pick up bar for gays and bisexual guys. And then there were those men who were keen to experiment.
I'm bisexual. At the moment, however, I only wanted sex with the masculine species. The good thing about this location was that it didn't take long for you to find someone or be ignited yourself and then you could almost always get a one night stand.
I did regular workouts and I had well-formed muscles and a slim body. I was lightly tanned with brown hair and eyes of the same colour.
I met Jude Cooper. It was a warm evening in July. He invited me to a whiskey and we quickly got into a relaxed conversation. I liked Jude immediately. He had real black hair and green eyes, was a bit too thin for my taste, but his sensual appeal more than made up for it.
You could have sex in the back rooms if you wished so and heavy petting was allowed in the separated corners. Without saying big words we got up and looked for a free one.
Jude gently stroked my mouth and stubbled cheeks with his left hand. Then his quivering, voluptuous lips approached mine and pressed themselves gently and lightly on them.
I willingly opened my mouth and felt the hot, very flexible tongue on mine and how it wrapped around it. The tips twitched against each other and then they whirled around each other. It was wonderfully moist and erotic. It shot straight into my abdomen. Man, Jude could kiss like a world champion. That was a titillating promise.
Jude's hand went south between my legs and skillfully massaged me. My cock woke up and the bulge grew under his tactile tenderness. Meanwhile, Jude didn't let go of my tongue. I groaned into his mouth.
Then the kiss ended, but the hand remained on my thriving erection. Jude licked my face and closed eyelids.
"I told you already, James, that I'm just a tourist in your beautiful city! Would you like to come to my motel room with me?" he whispered in my ear. And how I was horny and wanted to.
"Yes!" I replied enthusiastically. My visible erection in my tight jeans was a little embarrassing, but Jude called a taxi.
When we got to the motel, Jude paid the taxi driver and we went to his room. He pulled the t-shirt over my head and showed the versatility of his tongue on my ears and neck. He gently dabbed my clavicles and then the sternum.
He gently pinched my nipples and then sucked them so intensely that it hurt in a lustful way, but he stopped before it got uncomfortable.
He also took off his t-shirt and his jeans protruded at a very strategic place. He got rid of them also and presented an appetizing truncheon. Of course I "lost" my pants too.
He gently gripped the glans with both thumbs and sipped the dew drop of lust noisily. He licked his lips with relish and then over the opening of my penis, into which he "stabbed" with the tip of his tongue with a staccato speed. Man, that was awesome!
He put his mouth over the head of my tail and it was then soaked by saliva and worked upon by a very lascivious tongue.
He massaged my testicles with his right hand and swiftly moved my velvety shaft up and down while he devotedly and feverishly licked and sucked my lout.
I felt the need to push deeper into his mouth. Jude noticed that and allowed more of my spanker to be in his throat. What a wet cave! His whole chin was drenched with saliva.
From my pulsation and the twitching as well as the fact that my bollocks contracted, he noticed that I would jerk off any moment and pulled my dagger out of his mouth with a saturated sound.
I was allowed to eject my milk on his stomach. He rubbed the semen into the delicate skin of his belly and then licked that hand clean.
He then got up, reposefully pushed me to the bed and laid me face down on my stomach. I was excited and anticipated hot things soon. Would I be nailed now?
He surprised me. He massaged my shoulders, neck and back.
"James! Is that good?" he asked.
"Blissful!" I sighed relaxed. Then he reached my buttocks. He smoothly pulled these cheeks apart and he started to rim me. Shortly before, he licked my scrotum, the perineum and then my hole received all clement attentiveness. Abundant saliva made my love opening wet and slippery.
An incredible energy vibrated between us. My anus twitched because his skillful tongue conductor made me feel elated. As wet as I was now, it was easy for him to penetrate me with two fingers and masterfully massage my prostate through my love channel. I groaned with rapture.
A third finger came into my hot ass, which was also pulsating now. Like my dick again. He leniently stretched me. Now there were four.
"Do you want to fist me?" I asked excitedly.
"Yes!" said Jude.
"Go on!" I asked him. I was a male fistee virgin.
My hole opened more and more. Five fingers. Jude fought against the muscular resistance. I relaxed as best I could. The wrist was the hardest part and then his hand was in me.
I was blown into an absolutely new universe. Man, that was fantastic! He quickly moved his hand up and down in me. He opened and closed the fist and turned in various directions. I worked my yanking blade and squirted into my hand. My behind twitched around Jude's hand and my hole quavered uncontrollably. Jude grunted deeply and I groaned. What I couldn't see was that Jude also let his boner spit out into his free hand.
With a rich sound he pulled his hand out of my arse and went to wash his hands thoroughly.
But this divine lover wasn't finished with me yet. He came back, smiled at me and dedicated infinite tenderness again. He smudged little kisses all over my body.
"I would like to fill you out, but I want to be able to look you in the eye!" he said to me with affection and laid my back and butt on various pillows, which he apparently had brought with him. Was he going to sharpen my cock again?
He knelt on the bed in front of me and put my lower legs on his shoulders.
His precum was sufficient as a lubricant. His heavenly thick acorn entered the gate of my longing ass. His Long John was buried in me with a few powerful blows. I groaned with delight. Man, he had a hammer and I was nailed to it eight miles high.
