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Cruising D'Beach
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Subject: Repost: Cruising D' Beach (mm)
Lines: 230
Warning: This story contains explicit homosexual scenes.
Disclaimer: I am not the original author of this story. This
is a repost. I do not know the original source.
My friend, Jim, and I were walking down the avenue on an
evening last July, just as it was getting dark. We had walked some
distance on the paved road that extends along the park. Nearing the
beach stair-way, which is close to the highway but still quite
isolated, we came upon a gray van parked along a clump of trees.
We were going to continue along the road, back to the other end of
the park, when we noticed that both back doors of the van were wide
open. Stopping and hesitating a moment, we were not quite sure of
what to do. It was then when we heard moaning and gasps coming
from the van. We inched our way towards the open doors, and in the
faint light of the late evening. We could make out a pair of hairy
legs eagerly sliding back and forth and someone else's ankles
sticking out into the evening air. Wanting to make sure this was
not a rape taking place; we shone our flashlight onto the entwined
couple. We knew that it would be dark by the time we returned, so
we had brought our flashlight along.
When the occupants of the van became aware of the light,
all the action stopped, and there was silence. Looking upon the
twosome, I discovered the girl, whom the hairy hunk had been
drilling, was my first cousin, Emily.
"Emily," I cried out, "what are you doing?"
Upon hearing my voice, the poor, frightened girl slipped
out from under the stud, quickly grabbed her clothes, and was gone
in a flash. I felt very sorry for having embarrassed her in this
position. So there we were, a confused stud standing bare-assed in
front of us not knowing what to do, not knowing, what to say.
Finally, anger got the better part of me, and I started lashing out
at the dude. I just wanted to make sure that he didn't get away
with knocking up my little cousin. All this while, his cock
remained fully erect, reaching up about seven inches. Since I was
getting nowhere, I said that I was going to report him to the police.
Upon this announcement, his cock quickly lost altitude,
even though it was still copiously dripping precum. Now he started
to get scared, having taken my threats seriously. He then stated
he was a minister's son, and there was no way his father would
forgive him for what he had done. His father was very strict about
premarital sex and could in no way condone it in any shape or form.
Seeing his pleading was getting him nowhere; the boy offered to pay
us off to keep quiet. He didn't know that money was the furthest
thing from our minds. Having the upper hand, we said we could
probably work something out, but only if he was willing to be our
butt boy for the evening. He didn't quite know what to say, not
knowing what we were hinting at. So I decided to make it clear to
him. As I moved toward him, he tried to cover his family jewels
but I pushed his hand aside and grasped his scrotum firmly from
underneath and ran my fingers all the way along the bottom of his
sex. Upon doing this, he let out a loud gasp and asked me to
stop. Shining the light upon him, we found the guy was blushing a
deep crimson. We had him at our mercy; he had a look of
helplessness on his face. This was probably the first time that he
was not in control of a sexual situation, maybe now he knows what
my cousin felt like. We made it clear to him that the only way for
us to remain quiet would be for him to do everything that we told
him to do. There was no escape for him. Unable to defend himself he
had no choice but to let go of his self respect and submit himself
to our indecent proposal.
He then seemed resigned to the inevitable, and asked if it
would hurt. We replied that as he was a beginner, we would be
gentle with him. To get things started, we asked if it was
possible to close the doors of the van and cover all the windows so
no one could see in. It was and we did, at the same time turning
the light on in the back of the van. When we put the light on, I
had to blink several times to believe what my eyes were beholding.
Here was a stud, about nineteen, six feet tall, with hairy legs,
and a hairless chest. Whenever he moved, he seemed to flex some
muscle in his frame. We asked why he had a hairless chest, and he
replied that he worked out with weights and shaved his chest
because he didn't want his hair to get caught in the bar as he
lifted. I happened to notice that his uncut dick was flaccid, but
it was still stretched out about three inches along one thigh.
In the corner of the van, I noticed a box and proceeded to
inspect what was in it. It was a box of rubbers, and not one was
used. I asked how come he had not been considerate enough to use
one with my cousin. That question really flustered him.
"I guess, I guess, well, I always get so horny so quickly
that there just never seems to be the time to put one on," he said
with a voice that sounded remorseful. Now I was really mad , and I
guess my anger showed for he said something I found hard to
believe, "Listen, I know I was wrong for doing it to her and for
not using them, but I'll do anything you say just so this stays
quiet." I stated that it was about time he learned a lesson the
hard way. I shouted to him to get on his back and to lift his feet
in the air. When he did this I told him to reach back and spread
his butt cheaks apart while Jim and me sat back against the van and
took a good long look at his cherry pink manhole. After a while,
Jim leaned forward and wiped the dude's fresh ass from end to end
with his tongue. I could see the look of absolute humiliation on
the boys face as he was spreading himself for our inspection; he
must have been asking if what he did was so bad as to deserve what
was happening to him. While this was going on I quickly shed my
clothes. Jim then handed me the tube of K-Y he had, because this
was not exactly just an evening stroll we had been taking.
Brian, his name was Brian, looked at my cock with
frightened eyes, but was too scared to protest. Jim was slowly
removing his sparse clothing while eyeing Brian's ample cock with
greedy eyes. I then applied a thick layer of K-Y to my fingers.
When I popped the first finger up the boy's ass, his dick instantly
flexed and got harder. His anus tensed as I slowly probed around in
his rectum with my digit. As his anus closed in around my finger
I felt like a doctor must feel giving a rectal exam. Touching what
must have been his prostate I began to massage it and he almost
instantly came to a complete erection. I could see him struggling
to resist the relentless throbbing of his cock, trying to ignore
the screaming question in his mind about the nature of his own
manhood. Could it be that he just didn't want to admit to himself
that what he really wanted what was about to come.
"Up your butt boy, up your beautiful fuckin hole!" I told
him as I aimed my dick at his puckered opening. As he tightly held
his big ankles near the side of his head he looked up at me
sheepishly, like pup who was about to get his first bath. With
that, I began my journey up his back door.
Jim, meanwhile, started rubbing Brian's nipples and holding
his chest down at the same time so he wouldn't move. My cockhead
was now in, and I felt as if I was in heaven. I wondered if this
had something to do with his being a minister's son. By this time,
Brian was trying to edge away from my not so gentle thrusts up his
rear end, and Jim was desperately trying to hold him in one place.
His vocal protestations were getting louder the deeper I went.
"No, please stop, I'll do anything but this. It hurts too
much," he cried out. His face started to flush and an occasional
tear came out of his eyes.
"You're doing good, boy," I said. "Just take a deep breath
each time you feel me pushing into you." In spite of my words of
encouragement, Brian was still trying to back away from my invading
cock. I then advised Jim there was only one thing to do. He had to
straddle Brian's chest and have Brian service him orally at the
same time. Each time Jim presented his fully engorged cock; Brian
turned his mouth away. About this time, I sharply jabbed my
cock-head inside his ass. The suddenness caused Brian to scream
out. When he opened his mouth, Jim thrust his cock down his throat.
Now besides being unable to move, our boy would be nice and quiet-
just like a babe with a pacifier in his mouth. He still tried to
talk and move about, but he realized that as he tried to talk he
only was moving his tongue around Jim's cock. When he tried to
struggle away, I just kept still, making his churning appear as if
he was rocking back and forth on my dick.
The feelings just kept getting better, and I kept stroking
in, out, and all the way in. Jim was now into the full swing of
things as his ass flexed forward and back and his cock deep
throated the young man. It was at this time that Brian started to
get an orgasm. A silken string of precum oozed out of his cockhead
and landed sensuously on his bellybutton. I drew my head down and
placed my mouth over his cockhead to lick away his honey-dew. The
sensation of my mouth on his cock was apparently too much for him.
He raised his whole body up, lifting both Jim and me along with
him. I now knew the muscles on his one-hundred- ninety-five pound
frame could exert a lot of force. His cock throbbed once, and I
withdrew my mouth; fearing I would bring him off at this
inopportune moment. He eased on down, and I proceeded to thrust in,
out, in, out. My cock got hotter with each insertion. About this
time, Jim started groaning, moaning, and flexing his cock faster in
and out of Brian's mouth. In a moment, Jim pushed forward with one
last desperate shove, all the way down Brian's throat, and he held
it there. I knew he had reached orgasm.
I was still a little way from that and decided to hold off,
because I wanted to be sure that this lesson for Brian would go
down well. Jim then slowly withdrew his spent cock from Brian's
mouth and backed his body onto Brian's smooth chest. As he did
this, Brian's erection touched Jim's ass. Jim turned around and
exclaimed, "I thought I felt someone knocking at my back door."
Without a word, he reached over for the tube of K-Y and proceeded
to lube Brian's dick and his own ass. Jim then reached behind and
backed his body against Brian's cock. In no time, Jim had backed
up on half of Brian's cock, while at the same time he bent over and
passionately kissed the boy.
The minister's son was now twitching back and forth, trying
to find the most comfortable position between riding my bone up his
ass and having his dick up Jim's hole. The boy now had sweat oozing
down the sides of his smooth chest, and his whole body gleamed. In
a moment, he lifted his hands into the air and started raising his
chest off the floor, as I pounded in his ass. I stopped in
mid-thrust, enjoying the scene before me. Jim quickly stood up to
pulling the boy's dick out of his ass; as he did so he left a
puddle of semen on Brian's lower groin, and as he straddled Brian's
chest, more jism came out of Jim's ass, looking like a string of
shiny, thin rope. Jim flexed his cheeks until all the cream had
dripped out of his ass. It took five Kleenexes to clean up the cum
that Brian had shot. It was now my turn to cum. I proceeded to
deep-dick Brian, and he squirmed beneath me. Sensing I was near the
point of no return; I ran my cock in and out, using sharp thrusts.
As I pushed forth, Brian lifted his whole lower body, trying to
ease his pain. With one final deep thrust, my cock started shooting
string after string of juice into his tight ass.
After I had cooled down, I withdrew my cock and tried to
clean up a bit. As the action appeared to be over, Brian looked
from me to Jim, wondering what would come next. Brian's chest was
still heaving from the fucking he had gotten, his chest muscles
rising and falling as though he was flexing slabs of meat. After I
had slightly cleaned my cock, I said to Brian, "I think this needs
a better cleaning than I'm able to give it; perhaps you can clean
it better." He grimaced at the thought of licking my shit covered
dick, but gave in, turning on his belly as I ordered him. I then
knelt in front of him and slowly eased my cock in his mouth. Jim
positioned himself between Brian's outstretched thighs and again
reached for the K-Y. In no time, Jim was inserting his cock into
Brian's ass, while I was deep throating him from the front. I
could look down to see Brian's ass cheeks flexing each time Jim
shoved his dick up the boy's cherry hole . Shortly, we both came,
sending profuse loads down either end of the young man.
Before we left Brian, he asked if we were going to tell his
father. I didn't answer him immediately, instead I gently started
to play with his toes. At first he pulled back, but then he
apologetically gave his bare foot back to me, realizing that I was
still in total control. After several minutes of fondling his
irresistible feet -- rubbing and sucking his shapely toes, I
reached over and patted his still naked butt. I told him that he
was a good little fucker and suggested that we get together and
party again. At first he stalled, then I told him that I really
liked the feeling of sliding my bone up his tight ass and that I
didn't think that our first encounter should be our last. I made
it clear to him that if he wanted our silence, he would have to buy
it and he knew the price. After all what would his daddy think if
he found out that little Brian was a fag? Eventually the boy
realized that the situation was inescapable and agreed to be our
butt-boy providing his services on demand. Jim and me have had some
cool JO parties with Brian since our first get together and hope to
have many more. It almost seems like he's beginning to enjoy it as
much as we are. His relationship with my cousin soon ended, and I
don't think that he's had another girlfriend since!
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