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Handjobs September 2010


Letters 4
Aged Salami by Rolando Mrida 8
Pastor Shaftmeister 15
Resistance is Fertile 20
Shower with Grandpa by Joseph 26
Dads White Briefs 32
Blackout by Ian Hanks 36
Dads Bedtime Tales 12 42
Back to School Special 44
Deer Camp with Coach by CBJ 46
Uncle Andys Visit by Christian 54
Back to School by David Gant 60
No Arms 63
Instinct part 2 by Tommy Espiando 69
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8 Aged Salami

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I wonder why the other guys were
Yes, sir! laughing at me. Dont know why
they hate to deliver to this address.
S, seor!
Me pregunto de qu se rean los
dems. No s por qu a nadie le
gusta repartir a esta direccin.

Hey,
rookie! Take this
to Old Man Banks!
T, novato! Entrega
esto al viejo Bronco!

S? Evening, sir! Heres your


Santo sweaty I mean, tasty
Yes? Oh, cielo! Se big meat!
dear! I me haba
forgot! Buenas, seor! Le traigo
olvidado! su sudoroso su rico
bulto de carne!

Your
hot tasty
pizza!
Su rica
pizza
caliente!

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Sure, boy! Ill go Several minutes passed by. Ernie
get my wallet. Ya was now a bit nervous.
know, I was a little Varios minutos pasaron. Neto se
busy. estaba poniendo nervioso.
Claro, chico!
Ir por mi
cartera. Como
ves, estaba
algo
ocu-
pado.

Whats
that noise?
Qu es ese
ruido?
Sir! Are you OK? Sir!
Seor, est Ud. bien?
Seor!

Mr. Banks
and his what
a big piece of MEAT!
El Sr. Bronco y
su Qu trozote de
CARNE!

Please
feed me!
Mmm Gimme
more cock!
Denme ms
verga!

Yeah,
suck those
cocks!
Eso, chpalos!

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Who? Oh, dear! I forgot again!
Sorry, you werent meant to see
this!
Quin? Por Dios, lo
olvid otra vez!
Disculpa, no tenas
que ver todo esto!

Meat Sweat
Carne Sudor

Hey. Are Mr. Banks I


you want to
Here. Change watching Sr. Bronco
the channel the porn Yo quiero
and or? su
Toma. Cambia Oye, ests
de canal y viendo la
porno,
o?

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Oh yeah!
You want
I guess we can forget the remote for a while! this! Come
Creo que podemos olvidarnos del remoto por un rato! here, boy!
As que
quieres de
esto! Vente,
chamaco

Ernie licked Mr.


Banks huge cock, Meat
from his hanging, Carne
hairy, sweaty balls, to
his purple cockhead.
Neto lami la enorme
tranca del Sr. Bronco,
desde las sudorosas y
peludas bolas, hasta
la morada cabeza.

Humm salty!
Mmm
Saladito!

Yeah! Sweet lips


Its all yours,
boy! Rica boquita
S! Es toda tuya,
chamaco!
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Ready
for the big
salami, boy?
Open up, here it
comes!
Listo para el
gran chorizo,
muchacho?
brete bien, ah
te va!

Mr. Banks! FUCK ME! Its


bigger than the salami they Oh yeah? But my meat
put on your pizza! is hard and hot only for
Sr. Bronco! you, my boy!
CJAME! La Ah, s? Pero mi palo
tiene ms gruesa est caliente y duro slo
que el salami por ti, mi chavo!
que usaron en su
pizza!

Aged Salami 13

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Your little oven is making my meat
explooode! Its gonna make a mess
up inside you!!
Tu hornito va a hacer estallar mi
chorizo! Se va a hacer
un desmadre ah
adentro!!

Do
it, Mr. Banks!
POP INSIDE OF
ME!
Hgalo, Sr. Bronco!
EXPLOTE
ADENTRO!

You do this with all the


delivery boys, dont you,
sir?
Hace esto con todos los
repartidores, Verdad,
seor?

One
every
day!
Un
da s,
el otro
tambin!

14 Aged Salami

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Pastor Shaftmeister
Why do I feel this way? I am so confused. I dont understand why I
have such intense carnal feelings during Pastor Shaftmeisters Young
Mens Guidance Meetings.
Good work, Pastor Shaftmeister tells us young men as he leads us
into the small basement classroom in the church. Im proud of you
young men, taking time this Lords Day, going door to door, spreading
the wonderful true gospel of Jesus Christ.
We put away our satchels, now empty of the pocket Bibles we deliv-
ered in the hot sun this afternoon. Sweat is still dripping down our
foreheads and cheeks.
I like Pastor Shaftmeister. He is such a hands-on man of God. He
genuinely cares for his congregation on a very personal level. Dad
and Mom took us to quite a few churches before we settled here at
Christ is Savior True Bible Church. Dad insisted on finding a pastor
who truly believed literally in every chapter, every paragraph, every
single word in the Bible. The first Sunday we attended Christ is Savior
Bible Church and heard Pastor Shaftmeister expound on the Word
of God, Dad looked at me and nodded. This man is a true believer,
he whispered to me.
Since it is so hot today, boys, you can remove your shirts and hang
them up, Pastor Shaftmeister tells us. It feels good to get out of my
sticky white dress shirt. The basement room instantly feels ten degrees
cooler only wearing my t-shirt.
What about our hot dress slacks? Corky asks. We all laugh, even
Pastor Shaftmeister.
I dont see why not, boys, Pastor tells us after thinking about it for
a brief minute. There are no females around. Sure, if you are still
too hot, you can remove your trousers.
We sit in a circle facing Pastor Shaftmeister. One thing I admire
about him is that he never asks us to do something he wouldnt do
himself. He is so honest that way. He has his white shirt off. I wonder
if the other boys are so intrigued by his big arm muscles and the way
I can make out his large, hard nipples underneath his taut tank top.
The Pastor has also taken off his dress slacks. I wonder if the other
boys find his strong legs so intriguing. And that noticeable mound
between his legs; I dont understand why I keep looking at it. Pastor
Shaftmeisters briefs are not new oh, no, not at all. They are very

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worn, so thin, in fact, that when I stare too long, I can see the veins
on his oh, Jesus, forgive me.
The pastor holds up his leather Bible.
This my boys is the eternal word of God, he tells us. And today
you have done great things handing it out. Think of it like seed you are
sowing. Someday, maybe even this very minute, someone is reading
the blessed scripture you handed them this very day and is going to
find eternal salvation!
I like the way Pastor Shaftmeister encourages us. I feel so blessed
knowing that my hard work and sacrifice is helping someone. It helps
me keep from staring at his man parts.
Im sure you boys are aware that when you go out into the world to
spread the Gospel, Satan is going to do his best to tempt you, to make
you sin, to make you fall and betray the Lord Jesus Christ! Pastor
Shaftmeister admonishes us. Just like soldiers going to war, the only
way to stay pure and true to this, he says, pounding his fist into his
Bible, is to train and train and train. Our best weapon against the
devil is Gods love for us and to keep this, he says pointing to his head,
sharp and focused on Him. Keep your mind pure and focused on Jesus
and nothing will be able to stop you, not even the devil himself!
Amen, we all respond in chorus. I feel better already. I feel my
carnal desires abating. I can feel them abating inside my briefs. I
breathe a sigh of relief. I was worried a short time ago that my brothers
in Christ were noticing that my mind was not focusing 100% on Christ.
I was afraid that my distractions were getting too evident.
Pastor Shaftmeister is praying. I close my eyes and listen to his firm
words. I peek my eyes open to check myself, to make sure my man
parts are in remission. They arent completely calm, but calm enough
not to distract any of the others. I can breathe calmly now.
Thank you, Jesus. Amen, Pastor Shaftmeister calls out as he
finishes his prayer. Now young men, what do you think is the best
way to train your mind for the Lord?
To read and study the Bible? Lester asks.
Yes but soldiers do more than read and study their manuals,
Pastor Shaftmeister tells us.
Practice our faith? I ask.
Yes, thats good, Pastor Shaftmeister says. But we also need to
train physically and mentally. Just like a soldier goes through tough,
physical, challenging exercises, we need to do the same. And the
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next thing I am going to tell you boys is difficult for me. Its difficult
because some of you will fail. Maybe all of you will fail. But dont
let that discourage you. If you fail, you tell the devil to get behind you,
you recommit yourself to Christ and try again, and again.
Im not sure what hes talking about. I look around. The other boys
arent sure either.
I know you hear me tell the congregation to not put yourself in situ-
ations where you are tempted. If you are an alcoholic, you dont go
into a bar. But as you boys go on your missions, spreading the Word
of God you are going to be putting yourself in situations where you
are sorely tempted. When the devil sees you handing out Gods Word,
he is going to do everything in his power to make you stumble.
So you need to learn to resist temptation. And the way to do this
very similar to lifting weights. You confront temptation and resist it.
Once youve mastered that temptation, you confront a stronger temp-
tation until youve mastered that. Over time your resistance grows
stronger and stronger until you are able to withstand anything the
devil throws in your path.
That makes sense. I understand that. But Im not real comfortable
with the way Pastor Shaftmeister is looking directly at me.
Stacey, he calls my name. Stand up, boy.
I stand up and put my Bible down on my chair. I feel funny standing
in my underwear in front of everyone.
Stacey, what is your temptation? Pastor Shaftmeister asks me.
Hip hop? I reply not sure if that is the right answer.
Pastor Shaftmeister shakes his head. He spreads his legs slightly
apart, and I cant help it, Im looking between his legs again.
Now, boys, Pastor Shaftmeister tells the other boys looking at
each one in turn. Im not saying any of this for you to make fun of
Stacey. We all have our own weakness. We are in spiritual warfare
training here. Just like in the military, what happens in this special
classroom is highly classified. Just as if you were guarding a CIA top
secret, you are not to mention anything that happens in our training.
Understood?
We all nod our heads diligently.
Look at Stacey, Pastor Shaftmeister tells the boys. Study his body.
Look at where his eyes are. Can anyone tell me what your brothers
weakness is? What the devil might tempt him with?

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Oh, no. I can see too much of Pastor Shaftmeister! Through his
threadbare briefs and the way he has his thighs spread and the way
hes leaning ever so slightly back, I can see everything! I look down
at myself and I am so embarrassed! I am obscenely tented out! Why
did I ever take off my trousers like the other boys?
Uh, he, uh has homos-e-x-u-a-l tendencies? Lester asks. Corky
and Taylor snicker.
Now, boys. Lester is right, but its no reason to laugh, Pastor
Shaftmeister says. We all have our weaknesses, he explains. It is
our Christian duty to help Stacey, to strengthen him spiritually so he
can resist his homosexual tendencies.
My face is red with embarrassment. As much as I try, I cant squelch
my excitement. Lust boils up inside my loins so much that my organ
lengthens and the tip pokes out the side of my briefs.
Hold your hands behind your back, Stacey, Pastor Shaftmeister
instructs me. The key to temptation resistance training is to learn
where your limits are. Once you know what your limits are, you can
strengthen your resolve until you are able to conquer your limits.
Then you try to resist something harder. Today, were going to help
Stacey find where his limits are.
I dont like the sound of that.
We are going to test Staceys homosexual tendencies so he knows
what his limits are. First, I want each of you boys to take off your
undershirts and spread your legs so Stacey can see up your legs.
There, now lets see if Stacey and keep from yielding to his flesh. Keep
your hands behind you Stacey. Pray to the Lord and strengthen your
resolve, Pastor Shaftmeister instructs me.
It is so hard keeping my hands behind me. Corkys privates are so
thick inside his white briefs. And Lester is wearing loose boxers. When
he leans back I can look up his shorts and see the tip of his private
member. I manage to keep my hands behind me, but my erection
keeps growing and exposing more of my contemptible weakness.
Youre doing good, Stacey. Lets take his training to the next level,
men. Remove your briefs and lets see if he can resist our nakedness,
Pastor Shaftmeister instructs the other boys.
My hands twitch and I have to struggle to keep them from flying in
front of me. I so want to touch myself. Ive worked hard and havent
touched myself down there for an entire week!

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Stacey is doing very nicely, Pastor Shaftmeister tells the other boys.
Now we know that if he is confronted with a naked man while going
door to door, he will be able to resist that temptation. Take hold of
your penises, boys. I know none of you have his weakness, so there
is nothing wrong using your body to test him. We are doing this for
Christ. Remember that. Take hold of your penises and make them
hard. In the future, Stacey is bound to encounter a man who tries to
entice our brother with a big erection. We need to make sure Stacey
can resist such temptation.
Pastor Shaftmeisters dick is hard by the time hes done talking. I
can barely keep my hands behind me any longer. My dick is spewing
clear fluid. Its oozing out my tip and drooling down the entire length
of my shaft.
I look around me and see the other boys are as fully erect as Pastor
Shaftmeister. Corky has his foreskin pulled down over his plump,
moist glans. In the warm, cramped basement room, I can smell the
musky scents as they waft into the air.
I I cant stand anymore, Pastor Shaftmeister, I plead. I have
to kneel down to resist!
Go ahead, son, he tells me. Whatever happens, dont let the devil
win! he exhorts me.
I kneel down. I should close my eyes, but I cant. Pastor Shaftmeister
stands up and motions the other boys to follow his lead. He walks up
to me and my face is surrounded by a forest of tempting erections. I
cant resist any longer. My hands fly free and clutch my erection. I
latch my lips onto Pastor Shaftmeisters cock. Before he can pull back
I swallow it all the way down my throat.
Pastor Shaftmeisters cock pulses. His hips buck and he lets out a
moan. I taste his seed pouring down my throat. My testicles explode,
spewing my emission all over the floor.
Ahh, praise be to Jesus, Pastor Shaftmeister moans. Praise be to
Jesus. I feel wads from the other boys pelting my body.
Good, Pastor Shaftmeister gasps. Now we know the limits of
Staceys resistance to temptation. We have a starting point to work
from. This week, I want you to reflect on this, Stacey, he tells me.
Pray diligently to the Lord this week and next Sunday well test your
strength again. Im sure that youll be able to resist more next week,
Pastor Shaftmeister tells me.

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Resistance is Fertile
Im sure youve heard the phrase, resistance is futile. I was pleas-
antly tickled when I heard Pastor Shaftmeister proclaim, Resistance
is Fertile, during Sunday morning services. Thats one of the things
I admired about him. He had a way of taking common expressions
and turning them around.
I fervently believe that we are in the end times. Our Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ is about to return to earth any day now. More than ever
it is vital that all fathers make sure their families are in the loving
care of a Bible-believing pastor like Pastor Shaftmeister at Christ is
Savior True Bible Church.
Human society is exceedingly depraved. If I told you even a quarter
of the wicked, sinful, dastardly things that men and women do in these
end times, you would truly be horrified. Its all a Bible-believing father
can do to protect his family from the devil these days.
I thank the Lord Jesus for leading me to Pastor Shaftmeister. One
of the integral lessons hes taught me is to use resistance as a fertile
ground to develop discipline and strength to resist the temptations of
the devil. I used to believe that the best way to resist temptation was
to flee from it. Oh, no. That does not work at all in the end. You just
end up being weaker and weaker to overcome it because you never
learn to confront temptation and build up resistance to it.
My biggest failing in life was being faithful to my wife. Over and
over I kept stumbling and succumbing to the wily ways of the devil
and ended up cheating on my wife. I tried fleeing from tempting
situations, but the more I ran away from them, the weaker I became
to resist them.
Several months after finding Pastor Shaftmeister I got the courage
to confide in him about my weakness. I was surprised at his sugges-
tion. Connor, he told me. You need to put yourself in the path of
temptation. You need to learn where you are weakest when it comes
to resisting the temptations of an adulteress. At first you wont be able
to resist, but when you fail, reflect on what seduced you and build up
your resistance to that seduction. Keep practicing, and over time you
will develop the strength to deflect the charms of any woman.
I was so grateful when he and his wife offered to help me build
up my resistance. The first afternoon I went to their parsonage for
resistance training, I barely lasted fifteen minutes before I had to
ravish the poor pastors wife. I admired his resolve and fortitude at
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sacrificing his lovely wife to build up my resistance. After two months
of steady practice, I overcame my weakness and developed the inner
spiritual strength to resist my urges to plunge my manhood into her
velvety nether parts. Even when Pastor Shaftmeister stripped and
mounted his wife in plain view of me, I was able to resist tearing off
my clothes and losing my sanity. Praise be to Jesus! Ive been faithful
to my wife ever since.
Imagine my surprise when Pastor Shaftmeister took me aside
several months ago and told me in private, I think your son may
have homos-e-x-u-a-l tendencies.
Casey? I asked, dumfounded.
Pastor Shaftmeister nodded sorrowfully.
What do we do? I asked.
First, you need to ascertain for sure that my intuition is correct,
he told me.
How do I do that? I asked.
When you and your son are alone, see how he reacts when he sees
you partially or totally unclothed, he suggested.
Oh? I said.
For example, take a shower and then walk around with just a towel.
See if your son takes a special interest in you. If he is wearing light
clothing, see if there is any noticeable swelling in his privates. See if
he looks at you furtively or follows you around or makes excuses to
be near you, Pastor Shaftmeister counseled.
That very afternoon my wife had to be gone for a special Womens
Bible Conference at church, so I immediately put my son to the test.
He was working at the kitchen table studying and memorizing the
Bible verses from Sunday School. Each Sunday he had to memorize
at least twenty verses by evening, otherwise there was no supper for
him.
I took a quick shower, dried and wrapped a damp towel around
my midriff. At first I used a dry towel but found that a damp towel
was much more revealing.
My Caseys eyes were fastened to my midriff seconds after I posi-
tioned myself at the sink.
Hows it going, son? I asked, pointing to his Bible.
Almost done, Dad, he said.

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I knew Pastor Shaftmeister was right about my sons tendencies.
When I took his Bible and made him recite his verses, he stumbled
and had great difficulty recalling them.
To be hundred percent sure, I casually let the towel peel open enough
so that he could see the head of my cock. When that happened, his
concentration vanished and he couldnt recall a single verse.
I went to my study and called Pastor Shaftmeister to relate my
findings and devise a plan of attack to cure my son of his homosexual
tendencies.
Most fathers and pastors would have given up and tried to hide from
the challenge. I thank the Lord Jesus Christ that Pastor Shaftmeister
was not one to shrink from the truth. Of all the men of God I know,
he was the only one I trusted to meet evil face on and defeat it.
Just like my wife and I were able to help you build up your resis-
tance to temptation, you need to enable your son to overcome his
weakness, Pastor Shaftmeister counseled me. The first thing you
need to do is to find out just how weak your son is. At what point does
his resistance fail. Does he succumb to temptation after just seeing
your naked body? Does it take more for his homosexual depravities
to surface? If he sees you masturbating, is that what will make him
capitulate? Does it take him actually touching your privates? Maybe
putting them in his mouth?
I listened dutifully to my pastors every word. It made so much
sense. Just like he and his wife took me step by step through my
weakness, building up my resistance along the way until I was able
to resist anything she could offer, I had to start working with my boy,
probing where his inner strength was when it came to overcoming
his tendencies.
My son and I have been through a lot the last three months. I
confess that progress has been slow, but at least its been steady. Pastor
Shaftmeisters guidance has been invaluable. I had no idea of the
depravity that existed among homosexuals. He showed me literature,
magazines, photos, videos of the lurid behavior my son was bound to
encounter. The only way my son was going to master his body was to
confront each of these depraved practices and learn to resist them.
That first Sunday afternoon when I exposed myself to my son, he
went to his bedroom fifteen minutes later. I knew what he was doing
and prayed to Jesus for the strength to follow through on Pastor
Shaftmeisters counsel.
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I prayed for a while and then opened my sons door without knocking.
Just as Pastor Shaftmeister had warned me, my son was naked on his
bed, toying with an erection that rivaled mine!
Casey! I cried out. What are you doing? I was so distraught my
arms flailed and my towel fell to the ground. I was completely naked
in front of my son.
Dad! Casey cried back. I thought he would stop, but instead he
kept right on masturbating, his eyes glued to my nakedness. Dad! Im
cumming! Im cumming! he cried, as if it was something I should be
happy to see. At that moment I knew I had my work cut out for me.
He lay there panting, his white, sticky seed flowing over his belly.
Son, I said, walking up to his bed and sitting beside me. Im not
here to judge, I told him. I have weaknesses, too. But this is not
something that our Lord and Savior wants you to do, I told him as I
pointed to his erection and the puddles of semen on his belly.
My boy looked ashamed. I know, Dad, he told me. I just cant help
it. I see you naked and I get so excited I cant stop! he confessed.
Thats how you feel now, son, I told him. But we can work on
this together.
How, Dad? he asked.
Ill go around naked more often. I wont even wear a towel. Of
course I can only do this when we are alone. When you see me naked
and want to violate yourself, try and resist. Pray to Jesus for strength.
When you can go an afternoon with me naked without succumbing
to your carnal desires, then Ill test you another way. Together well
work and build up your resistance to this temptation.
Casey looked at me, not sure how to process what I was telling him.
But he was eager to work with me.
It took a month of naked Sunday afternoons before my son was
able to see me naked without having to masturbate. I kept Pastor
Shaftmeister informed of our progress. Pastor Shaftmeister recom-
mended that the next test be masturbating in front of my son. We
worked two weeks on that. The third test was rubbing my erection
in his face and forcing it down his mouth.
The first time I did that, my son Casey exploded and spewed a
violent spray of semen without even touching himself. I guess the
fact that his soft, tight, wet, warm throat coaxed an orgasm out of
my testicles didnt help.

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We worked three weeks on that test before my son was able to suck
a hefty load out of my testicles without feeling the urge to masturbate.
His cock still got exceedingly hard and throbbed. Even spit a bit of
precum when he tasted my load coursing down his throat, but he was
able to refrain from touching his member and relieving it.
That night during my nightly devotion, I praised God for the strength
he was giving my son. I asked for humility to accept the length of
time it was taking to train my son to the point where he could resist
all homosexual temptations. And I prayed for courage to undertake
the next challenge.
First play with his anus, Pastor Shaftmeister explained earlier
that week. You can use your fingertips at first. Then see how he
reacts when you put your tongue on it. Youll need to get it very wet
and slippery. From what Ive read and seen, many homosexuals use
a lubricant. He even was so thoughtful to hand me a small container
hed acquired during his inner city mission work with these depraved
men.
What if I cant get an erection? I asked.
Ask the Lord Jesus Christ for strength, he told me. Im sure he
will answer your prayers. What about when your son had your penis
in his mouth. You were able to get an erection then, right?
Most of the well, yes, all of the time, I told him.
And your son no longer has the urge to masturbate when he does
that, right? Pastor Shaftmeister asked.
Yes, he doesnt even touch himself anymore, I said.
Good, then have him do that to you while you prepare his anus. Then
you can pull your erection out of his mouth and plunge it into his anus.
But be very careful, Pastor Shaftmeister warned. A young mans
anus will be very tight, very enticing. Youll need to be very diligent
not to enjoy it an end up a pawn in the devils hand yourself.
I have to confess that my son and I are still working on overcoming
his weakness to having my flesh penetrate his buttocks. I never imag-
ined how powerful that depravity could be.
I had him lying on his back and told him to close his eyes. I sat on
my knees on his bed and pulled his buttocks onto my lap. His ankles
rested on my shoulders and I had complete access to his firm, smooth
buttocks. When I touched his quivering anus with my fingertips I saw
his testicles bounce with excitement. His erection trembled. I rubbed
some oil on his anus, and toyed with it.
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Pray to Jesus, I exhorted my son. Ask him for strength to resist,
son!
Unfortunately, my son grabbed his penis in just a few seconds. I
plunged my finger into his anus and watched in disbelief as he sprayed
his belly with semen.
Two nights later he was able to resist until I began licking his tight,
little hole. The feeling of his anus tightening and shaking when his
orgasm wracked his body left me drained.
Were finally at the point where Im able to get my erection all the
way inside him without my Casey succumbing. However, the moment
I start thrusting my hips and driving my erection in and out of his tight
anus, my boy cant resist. I know he is praying. Its just frustrating
that we cant seem to be able to get beyond this temptation.
Give it a few months, Pastor Shaftmeister said trying to comfort
me. This is one of the greatest temptations young men like Casey
have. Keep believing in the power of the cross, he tells me. Jesus
always listens to our prayers.
I believe him. I truly do. I know that someday my son will be able to
resist this temptation. Its just discouraging at times, thats all. The only
reason Im telling any of you this is so that youll pray for me, too.
Pastor Shaftmeister is right. A young mans anus is very tight, very
enticing. I have to confess that I am starting to feel a slight longing
myself. Just the other night, I kept driving my erection deeper and
deeper into my son. He sprayed a luscious cream onto himself. I thought
we were done, but his penis stayed rock hard. And my erection didnt
soften either, even though when he came I automatically erupted
inside him. His anus gripped my shaft so hard that after a brief rest
I resumed thrusting. I cried out to Jesus to give me the wherewithal
to properly train my son. He came through with a burst of energy.
I was able to keep up my stamina. My son came a second time and
then stopped. At that moment I realized that he was overcoming his
temptation! I kept on pounding his ass until he finally said, Dad. Im
OK. You can stop, Dad.
I thanked the Lord for those words. It was the first time my Casey
had every asked me to stop. It had only taken me three orgasms! I
pulled out my semen soaked cock. Thank you, Jesus, thank you, I
whispered as my penis softened.

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My son and I are still working on building up his resolve, but I am
beginning to see progress on this last temptation. A few more months
and Lord willing, my son will be cured!

Shower with Grandpa by Joseph


I found out at the last minute that my mom had arranged for me to
go and visit Grandpa at his house for a few weeks during my summer
vacation. I was majorly bummed out about this because I had some
plans of my own. I was going to practice more on my skateboard to
get ready for a competition that was coming up in the fall. Its not
that I didnt like my granddad, in fact, I loved the old guy. I had just
planned on hanging with my buds and having fun for what was left
of the summer.
I also knew hed try to get a lot of work out of me because hed have
free labor in his house. One thing about the old coot was that he was
super cheap, and hed watched every penny since he retired. After
Grandma died a few years ago, he became obsessed with keeping his
house and yard up, and did all sorts of repairs. He also kept a huge
vegetable garden that took an insane amount of work. I knew that
that was what I would be doing most: pulling weeds and getting dirty
helping him in that garden. He liked to brag about how much money
he was saving growing his own food, and since he gave my mom a
lot of stuff from his mini-farm, he thought that I should be around
to help. Not what I was planning to do this year, but what the hell, I
could still practice my skateboard while I was over there.
My grandpa could also be a lot of fun. When I started to get older,
he would talk to me like an adult. Being an ex-Navy man, he had a lot
of dirty stories and dirty jokes to tell, and when my parents werent
around, hed let loose and share those with me. He must have been
quite the stud back then, and even now, he was in great shape for his
age. One of his favorite jokes was a limerick he would recite:
There was a young man from nantucket,
Whose cock was so long he could suck it.
He said with a grin
As he wiped off his chin,
If my ear was a cunt I would fuck it!

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This always made me laugh, and sometimes when there were other
people around, he would catch my eye, and stick his middle finger in
his ear and pretend to fuck it. It was our little joke.
Sometimes when he was telling a dirty story, I would get a boner in
my pants. I guess I kinda liked the idea of picturing him fucking some
Asian whore, as he often said happened during the war. He would also
brag that not many of those tiny pussies could accommodate his big
cock, and they would charge him extra for the wear and tear. Naturally,
that always left me wondering just how big his cock really was. It did
look like he was packing a big load of junk, the way his crotch always
seemed to bulge in his pants. Sometimes I worried about how much
I thought about my granddads dick, but I could tell he got a charge
talking dirty to me, and getting me all hot and bothered.
So, off I went to stay with Grandpa for the last of the summer. I only
took my skateboard, some shorts and tank tops, knowing it would be
hot, and he would be working me hard. My mom dropped me off in
his driveway, and I made my way to the back yard where I knew hed
be working in his garden. I found him digging in the dirt with his shirt
off, showing his still great muscles and sweating like a pig.
Hey Danny-boy, good to see you! Youre turning into a fine, big
guy, and I bet the all the little pussies are going after you; am I right?
Tell Grandpa all about it while I get us some lemonade.
It was really getting hot, so I took off my shirt and waited for him
to come back. When he brought out the drinks, he reached over with
his big hands and ran them over my smooth chest.
Yep, youre getting to be a right fine little man just look at that
beautiful, smooth skin! Its almost as pretty as a girls. So tell your
old Grandpa Dave if youre getting any sweet, young pussy, and dont
be shy. God knows Im not! All I get these days is old, worn out cunt
from around the neighborhood. These old widows come over hear
bringing me pies, and what they really want is a ride on my big ol
fuck pole!
As always, my grandpas dirty talk was giving me a hardon. I told
him I hadnt fucked any girls yet, but I got my first blow job from a
girl at school. I told him we went to the gym after school was out, and
she pulled my pants down and tried to suck me off, but she mostly
just gagged a lot.
Ahh, youth is wasted on the young! he said. When I was at your
age, I was hard all the time, and the girls most often were scared of
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my monster when I hauled it out. It took quite a while before I could
find some woman who could handle it! Even your Grandma, rest her
soul, couldnt take it very often. Most times I had to beat off to get
some relief. So, Danny, do you jack off a lot? Dont be shy; you know
you can tell me anything.
By now, my cock was straining to break out of my shorts. I told him
sure, I beat off, about twice a day. Then he asked me what I thought
about when I jerked my dick, and I told him it was funny, but I thought
about the stories he told me.
He said whatever turns the crank is good, and he was glad to be
of help.
Speaking of help, my horny little pup, give me a hand here in the
dirt, and Ill tell you some more stories while we work.
So, as we started to pull weeds, he told me about the time when he
was still in the Navy on shore leave, and he picked up this older Asian
whore in Singapore, where he was stationed. She took me home,
and while I was fucking the shit out of her, I guess she got sore. She
asked if we could take a break, then she called out some name I didnt
understand, and a young girl came into the room. Now I wasnt about
to complain about that. I just set to fucking this younger whore, but
funny thing was, she would only take it up the ass. Matter of fact, she
insisted on it. Well, who was I to say no? Turned out to be the best
fuck of my life, and that gal seemed perfectly happy to take my big,
fat cock up her ass.
I ended up fucking her three times, total, and it wasnt until we got
up outta the bed to wash off, that I saw she had a little cock and set of
tiny balls! She was fucking a boy! He was the older whores son, but
he liked to dress up like girl and get all the GIs to fuck him in the butt.
At first I didnt know what to think, but then I figured, what the hell!
It was still the tightest hole Id ever had, and a hole is a hole, aint it?
I ended up comin back and fuckin that little guy several times before
we had to ship out, and each time I fucked him harder than the last.
That kid couldnt get enough of my big ol cock.
I was a little shocked, but then I realized that my cock was as hard
as it had ever been, and this story had just about made me cum in my
shorts. I was so horny, I couldnt stand it.
After a few hours of more dirty tales, Grandpa said it was time to
quit working and go shower off. We headed into the house, and I was
hoping he wouldnt notice the tent in my shorts. I looked at his crotch
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for a second and it looked fuller than usual. I couldnt wait to get into
the bathroom to beat off.
He went up first and turned the shower on. After a few minutes, he
called down to me and said the water was ready. I went up thinking
he was already done, but as I entered the bathroom, he was standing
in the shower soaping up. For the first time, I saw my grandpa totally
naked, and sure enough, a huge slab of cock dangled between his legs.
It was almost unreal, and I knew then he wasnt lying about the size
of his dick. I stood there mesmerized, staring at it.
He said, Yep, thats pretty much what everyone does when they
see my cock! Dont be shy Danny-boy, jump in here with me and well
save on water that way. Dont worry, it wont bite!
I couldnt stop gawking, and I knew when I peeled off my shorts,
Id be sporting a big boner that I couldnt hide.
Grandpa, I said, I cant help it right now, but my dick is so fucking
hard. Im ashamed what you might think.
He looked at me with the warm water running over his taut, muscular
body, and his own cock began to grow and swell. His foreskin slowly
began to peel back, revealing a huge purplish head that started to
ooze a fine stream of precum.
He said, Look at that, boy. See, its perfectly natural for a man to
pop a boner, no matter where he is you just get in here with me
and lets see what happens.
I pulled off my shorts, and out sprang my rock hard teenage cock.
I stepped into the shower and let the warm water run over me while
Grandpa lathered up the soap and started to wash the dirt and sweat
from my body. His rough hands rubbed me with lather, and the sensa-
tion was incredible. My penis was jerking up and down, and I started
to leak a bead of precum as well. I couldnt take my eyes off of my
granddads cock. It started to stretch out before him to its full length
of what must have been around eleven inches, and up and down his
shaft, the fat veins began to fill out.
He continued to wash me and said, I havent given you a bath since
you were a little squirt, and your little dick would get hard then, too
but look at you now: you got half the dick your old grandpas got,
and that still means you got a big one. Were gonna be OK,Danny-boy,
just two horny guys makin each other feel good. Aint nothin wrong
with that, now is there? Just look at what youre doin to me. Its OK
to touch it, boy you know you want to.
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I reached out, put my hand on Grandpas swollen cock, and started
to stroke it up and down. He moaned with pleasure, and said it felt
good. My mind was racing, wondering why this felt so right. He put
his arm around my waist, and started to stroke my cock as I did the
same to him. The warm water ran down our bodies, and his big hand
pulling on my dick was too much for me to hold back. I began to
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shoot my load. Shot after shot of cum flew out of my cock, spraying
Grandpas shower with teen age spunk. He held on to me and kept
saying, Thats a good boy let it all out.
I felt dizzy, and Grandpa held me up with both arms. His gigantic
penis was sliding under my ball sack between my legs. I tightened
my legs together, and he gently started to fuck me between my wet
thighs. My cock would not go down, and the more he fucked me like
that, the harder I got. I reached behind me and grabbed the head of
his dick with a soapy hand. His penis was so big, that at least a couple
of inches stuck out behind me. His foreskin slid back and forth in my
tight grip, and he seemed to almost lose consciousness as he fucked
me between my legs faster and faster.
Before long, he threw back his head, and howled like a crazy
man.
OH MY FUCKIN GOD! HOLD IT TIGHTER, DANNY! IM
GONNA SHOOT!
GAAAAHHH! HOLY FUCK! MAKIN ME CUM, BOY!
AAARRRGH!
His cock was like a hose shooting spasm after spasm of cum all over
the shower behind me. Just feeling that awesome spray pumping out
made me shoot another load all over Grandpas stomach.
We almost fell over in the shower, but held on to each other tight
as we panted for air.
Grandpa reached over and turned off the water, still holding me tight.
He then brought my face up to his and kissed me hard on the mouth.
I couldnt think of anything to say, but I loved what was happening.
His cock stayed hard between my legs, and I didnt want to let go.
Finally he pulled us apart and said, I know youve been wanting
that for a long time now, and so did I are you gonna be OK with
this?
I said, That was so fucking awesome! I cant wait until we can do
it again! I wanna learn to make you happy, Granddad, and find more
ways to make that cock of yours happy, too!
We went to rest on his bed. I snuggled next to my grandfather.
His strong arms wrapped around me, and I held onto his legendary
cock.
I vowed that I would learn how to suck that monster and find a way
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like he said, a hole is a hole, and now he wouldnt have to waste all
that meat in some old, worn out pussy.

Dads White Briefs


Story suggested by Dave from Canada
Timidly, Kevin taps on his fathers bedroom door. Dad, can I
come in? the boy asks. The only light in the hallway is the night
light at the other end. Kevin is so nervous. Hes standing in the
hallway just wearing his white briefs. Mom and his sisters are out
celebrating his oldest sisters engagement. They wont be home until
after midnight.
Kevin is so nervous he almost runs away from his fathers bedroom
before his father can answer.
Sure, come on in, son, his father answers. Im just reading.
Kevin takes a deep breath and opens the door. His father is lying
on the bed, naked except for his white Jockey shorts.
What is it, Kevin? his father asks. One look at the tumescence
inside his sons Jockeys tells the man all he needs to know. His son
is curious. Hes a growing young man, wanting to know more about
those delectable feelings hes having.
Come here, the man tries to reassure his son. Hes never hid his
anatomy from his boy. It is evident by the longing in his sons eyes
that the boy wants to learn from his own father just what a man is
supposed to do with his anatomical gifts.
Kevin tip-toes up to the bed. His father sets down his paper and
comfortably exposes his own tumescent Jockeys to the son.
Lie down, Kevin, the man tells the boy. Talk to me.
Im nervous, Dad, Kevin stutters as he crawls onto the bed.
His father puts his arm around the boys shoulder and pulls the boy
so they are lying side by side, their warm naked flesh touching.
Youre shaking, son, Kevins dad mentions. He puts his other
hand on the boys stomach and lets the warmth of the his sons belly
heat his palm. Gently, he kneads his sons stomach. Is that better,
son? he asks.
Yeah, Kevin replies with a sheepish grin.
The man caresses his son and Kevin warms to his fathers touch
then tucks his finger inside the waistband of his fathers Jockeys.
I love you, Dad, Kevin whispers faintly.
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What, son? his dad asks.
Kevin takes a swallow and says louder and clearer, I love you.
I love you, too, son, his father says reassuringly. His sons fingers
reach deeper into his Jockeys and the mans erection stiffens, antici-
pating that his sons fingers will touch it any moment.
Kevins fingers creep ever so close until they stop an inch from his
fathers erection. His fingers are so close to his fathers fully erect,
pulsating shaft, that he can feel the heat emanating from that hot
flesh.
Do you want to touch it, son? the father asks.
Kevin looks into his fathers eyes and nods.
His father looks back into his boys eyes, smiles warmly and kisses
his son. They have kissed before. Goodbye kisses at the airport. Light
pecks on the cheek. But their lips have never touched like this before.
Passionately. The father pushes his tongue into his sons mouth.
Eagerly the boy sucks on his fathers tongue and the man pushes his
tongue down his sons throat. He grabs his sons hand and plants it
firmly on his excited cock.
Feel me, son, the father breathes into his sons mouth. Touch
me, squeeze me, love me.
Unable to control his lust anymore, the father rips off his Jockeys,
freeing his cock to his sons curious hands. Kevin grips his fathers
cock with both hands. His father pulls off his sons Jockeys and revels
at the sight of his boys throbbing erection. Hes amazed that his sons
cock is even bigger than his own.
Kevins father pulls his son on top of him. The two keep kissing and
their cocks rub furiously against each other as the father embraces
his son. Kevin wants to taste every inch of his father. He kisses his
fathers lips, his chin, his neck.
Stop it! the man laughs as his sons lips and tongue tickle his neck.
The boy pays no attention to his fathers cries. He kisses his hairy pecs,
finds his fathers nipples in the thick fur, nibbles them and playfully
bites them until his father pushes his boys face down to his belly.
Kevin loves the way his fathers belly heaves as he licks it. The boy
digs his tongue into his fathers belly button making his father laugh
with delight.
Thrilled that he is making his father so happy, Kevin feels his
fathers cockhead butting against his neck and chin. He looks down

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and sees for the first time in his life, his fathers complete erection
inches from his eyes.
Kevin grabs his fathers cock and studies it rapturously before kissing
it from the base of his shaft all the way to its glorious head. Looking
at his father, who is watching his sons every mood, Kevin grins and
plants his lips on the tip of his fathers cock. His father lets out a gasp,
and when Kevin opens his mouth and sucks in his fathers glans, the
man lets out a deep moan.
Oh, son, he cries. Oh, yeah. Suck! He pinches his sons head
between his strong palms and thrusts his hips forward, piercing his
sons throat with his rigid cock. The man face fucks the boy and
revels in the delight of having his manhood vacuum hosed by his
own offspring!
Delirious, the father spins the boys body around so he can taste his
sons frenzied sex organ. As he gobbles his boys adult-sized tool, the
father remembers how tiny his boys cocklet was when he was first
born. Now his son is fully grown, close to leaving home and striking
out on his own. Being able to savor in the flesh the results of years of
upbringing and experiencing the true love only a father and son can
share filled the fathers heart with immense joy.
Seconds after swallowing his sons hard cock, the father tastes the
sweet, sticky, clear sap drooling from his sons piss hole. He grabs his
sons head with his thighs and feeds the boy his cock with long, deep,
penetrating thrusts.
Kevins hands explore his fathers torso as he enjoys every plunge
his fathers cock takes down his throat. His nose smells his fathers
nuts with each lunge. His hands clench his fathers hips and his fingers
creep around his fathers buttocks until they bore into his fathers ass
crack. When his fingertips discover his fathers butt hole and explore
his fathers asslips, the man goes mad. He bucks and heaves uncon-
trollably, nearly tossing his sons face off his cock.
The father reciprocates his sons inquisitive hands and quickly begins
toying with his sons butt hole. He cant resist letting go of his sons
cock and licking his boys nutsac, kissing and sucking his perineum
and finally worming his tongue into his sons asscrack.
Kevin responds by forcibly pulling his fathers cock out of his
mouth and gluing his lips onto his fathers butt hole. The father and
son team drive each other to the brink of insanity, licking and prying
each others butt holes with their hot, wet muscles.
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Both of their cocks are sputtering on the verge of exploding.
In desperation, the father pushes his son off his body. With skill
and force, he pulls his sons massive cock to his ass. The father grabs
his sons buttocks, pushes them forward, and with a fathers strength,
forces his sons cock all the way into his ass. For the first time in their
lives, father and son are one flesh and blood.
Kevins father presses his sons body on top of his. He kisses his son
and moans, Fuck me, son. Fill me with your sperm. Show me how
much of a man you are.
Oh, Dad! Kevin screams in delight. He is shocked to find his cock
plugging his fathers guts. When he tapped nervously on his fathers
bedroom door, he was hoping at most to show his father just how big
his erect cock was now, and possibly coax his father into showing him
his own cock, even if it wasnt hard.
Now the two are locked in an inseparable embrace. Their bodies
are glued together. The erect cock he so desperately wanted to show
to his father is buried all the way inside his fathers body. Not only has
he seen his fathers cock, hes kissed it, loved it, tasted it, worshiped it
and his tongue has explored every crevasse of his fathers anatomy.
Kevins tongue plows into his fathers mouth. Kevins father can taste
the lingering, musky scent of his own ass sweat on his sons tongue. He
sucks his boys tongue as Kevin keeps plowing his fathers tight ass.
The fathers cock is pulsing wildly. His precum is mixed with the
initial stages of an everlasting orgasm.
Kevin feels his fathers emissions turning thick against his lower
belly. His fathers cockhead erupts, spewing thick, white cream against
his sons abdomen.
Kevin lets out a scream. He bores the entire length of his organ all
the way inside his father. Gasping for air and shuddering uncontrol-
lably, the boy lets loose. His sperm sand blasts his fathers guts. The
man wraps his legs around his sons torso, clasping his sons bucking
hips and forcing his son to drain ever last drop deep inside him.
See how much I love you, son, Kevins father says once his sons
cock stops spewing.
Oh, Dad, I love you so much, Kevin responds. The father and
son kiss until their dicks are soft. The two spend time kissing and
examining their spent sex organs. It is nearly midnight. Kevin wants
to spend the entire night with his father. He knows he cant do it
tonight, but some day they will. Kevin is sure of that.
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36 Blackout

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*GLP*
WOW!

Morning, Luv!
Sleep well?
Er what is the
water like?

Why dontcha join me and


find out, handsome?

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Whyz ya lookin so scared?
Aint gonna do anything
to ya

any thing yaz not


like liast night?

Dont be
shy.

Thats my
boy! Uhu!
Sweet lil white I like
pup! that!

Never seen no white boy


taking my dick so good.

You was beggin me to stick


it in again and again.

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Couldnt I get some
more like right now? You sure like your
black drills!

Haha!

Sure thing, son!

N this onez always happy to


give some pretty white butt
some pumpin!

Oh, yes! Fuck


me, man!

Go on, stick
it in!
Fuck me with your big,
black cock, man!

Blackout 39

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Like how I fuck that tight
boy pussy, son?
Pretty white boy! Best ho Iz
been fucking for ages!
Oh, yes!

Yeah! Go! Fuck my


ass, man!

Sweet boy-
pussyz all greasy
n wet now!!!

Got all the cream this


black cock can give you.

Go!
Go! Its so Fuck,
good! yes!

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Been my
pleasure. You go and take a shower
Wish I could now. Time for you to get
have this going.
every day! Want some coffee or
anything?!

Have anything
in it? I like mine hot, steam-
ing and with a lot of
cream, of course!

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Dads Bedtime Tales 12
Coming September 15!

Whats that
look on Dads
face?

Why is Uncle
Tad looking at
Donnys crotch
like that?

Donnys got all


As!! Hes a very
good boy!

We know waiting is hard

(illustration by Lord Iron)

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Holy crap, just what
les 12 has Donny done to get
into this mess?
r 15! Is that Dad testing
how tight Donnys
hole is for the very
first time?

And is that Uncle Tad


coaxing some fresh juice
out of Donnys quivering
gonads?

Find out September 15 when


Dads Bedtime Tales volume 12
arrives!

www.hjmag.com/aboutDadsBedtimeTales12

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Deer Camp with Coach by CBJ
See A Lesson from Coach in the May 2010 issue.
The phone rang about four in the afternoon on a Wednesday. Id
been in my dorm room studying, and I was bored half out of my mind.
The call was from Ron Jeffers. He had been a substitute gym teacher
quite often when I was in high school, and now he had a permanent
position as the high school football and wrestling coach in the little
town down the road from where I grew up.
Id always had a crush on Coach Jeffers. He was about ten years older
than me, and was about 5 9 with a muscular fireplug build. He had
red hair, with a beard and body fur to match. Wed actually hooked
up about a month ago when Id gone home for the high school home-
coming game. My alma mater been playing the school where Coach
Jeffers taught. He offered me a ride home and ended up givingme
one hell of a blow job and a fantastic piece of tail. At the time, he had
mentioned the possibility of us going hunting at his cabin.
So, Mike, he said into the phone, you still up for a hunting trip
with your coach?
You bet, Coach!
Great! Im looking forward to reconnecting like we did a few
weeks ago, he said, clearing up any doubts about what kind of
hunting trip this would be. Are you gonna be able to get back home
this weekend, or should I pick you up there?
I need to get my hunting gear from home. I dont have class this
Friday, and my last class on Thursday ends at one, so Ill head home
then.
Sounds like a plan. Ill pick you up about 9:00 on Friday
morning.
Im looking forward to it, Coach.
Me too, Mike; me too.
Coachs phone call got me all horned up. My first time with him
had been my first time ever with a guy, but Id been doing my best
to make up for lost time since getting back to school. And Id been
having no problem getting laid. My experience with Coach taught
me one other thing: I love to fuck. Theres nothing I like better than
a sweet, furry ass.
Around school, though, it was a lot easier to get a blow job than a
piece of tail. In several of the buildings, the mens rooms had stalls
with holes drilled between them. Id found that all I had to do was
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show wood, and stick my farm boy dick through the hole. There was
almost always a warm, wet mouth waiting on the other side.
After a few minutes of thinking about Coach Jeffers ass, I knew
studying would be useless until I got my rocks off. Jerking off wasnt
gonna do it, either. I needed a mouth or ass to fuck. I pulled on my
cowboy boots, Stetson, and sheepskin leather coat and walked over
to the student union. The mens room on the fourth floor was usually
a good place to get my rocks off. When I got to the john, one of the
stalls was unoccupied. I went in, closed it, and hung my coat on the
hook on the door. There were glory holes on both sides of the stall.
I took my time popping the buttons on my jeans before pushing them
down and unbuttoning my flannel shirt. Underneath, I was wearing
a pair of red long handles. I slowly unbuttoned them until they were
open all the way down, pulled my hard cock out and waved it back
and forth. Then I sat down on the john, spread my legs and leaned
back. I could see faces with open mouths through both holes.
The guy on my left was a skinny, young looking guy with highlighted
hair. The one on the right was older, probably in his thirties, with a
beard. He had a stocky, but not fat build. I wondered if he might be
a professor.
I stood up and pumped my dick a few times. Both guys stuck fingers
through the holes and crooked them at me, begging for my dick. A
drop of precum dripped from my piss slit and landed on my jeans.
The guy with the beard moaned. I guess he needed it as bad as I did.
I turned to him and brought my dick right up to the hole. He reached
for it and touched my piss slit. A glistening rope of precum went from
my dick to his finger. He stuck out his tongue and touched it. The
strand of precum now connected his mouth and my cock.
I reached up and grabbed the top of the stall with my hands, pushed
my hips forward, and my cock and balls went through the hole. The
guy on the other side took hold of my nuts and began to fondle them.
I love having my balls worked, so I twitched my cock a few times. I
could feel more precum dripping from my slit. I felt his tongue lick
the head of my dick and slurp up the goo dripping from it. Then my
cock was engulfed in his warm, wet mouth. It felt fantastic.
He kept working my balls with one hand and formed a tube with
his fingers and thumb with the other hand. He used that to stroke
my cock as he sucked. I could feel his tongue working that sensitive
spot just behind the head. The guy really knew how to suck cock! I
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groaned in appreciation, and he pushed forward and took my cock
down his throat. Fuck that felt good!
He kept my cock deep in his throat for about a minute while he
worked my balls. I was getting close, but I didnt want to shoot yet,
so I pulled back. I stood there a minute, my cock standing at rigid
attention as I pulled myself back from the brink of cumming.
I turned around and stuck my dick through the other hole. The
skinny guy on the other side grasped my dick. As he held my cock,
he started licking my balls. I was in hog heaven. He slowly began to
work his tongue up my shaft, licking off the other guys spit and the
goo I was oozing. I felt his tongue trace the ridge of my cockhead. He
then began to tongue my piss slit. Holy fuck, that felt fantastic! It was
like he was trying to fuck my cock with his tongue.
Finally he let it slip into his mouth. It was like being engulfed in a
warm, wet blanket and getting a massage through it. I could feel myself
just dripping with precum. My dick was twitching and pumping it
out in what felt like mini orgasms. I could tell the guy on the other
side of the wall loved my precum by the way he was trying to milk it
out of me with his mouth.
He eventually held still, and I began to fuck his face. I was thrusting
pretty hard, but I could tell he loved the roughness. I was getting
pretty close, so I pulled back. I stood there, my cock hard as hell. A
big drop of precum dripped down and formed a rope from my dick
to the floor. The guy with the beard moaned again, begging for my
dick. I aim to please, so I put it through the hole.
It slid into his soft mouth and I felt his tongue working the shaft and
head as he grasped my balls. My dick was stiffening even more and it
seemed to swell larger. Every drop of precum I pumped out felt like
an orgasm. I could feel my sack trying to pull up, but his tugging kept
my balls swinging. I felt the orgasm beginning to build in my belly
before it moved downward, between my legs. As my body prepared
to shoot, my entire crotch area was as tight as a drum. I felt a gob of
precum slide through my rigid cock, lubing the way. I was teetering
on the brink. Despite his rubbing and fondling, my balls had finally
managed to pull up tight against my body. I was breathing heavily.
All of a sudden I let loose.
As I shot, the guy sucking my cock let it slide deep into his throat.
The sliding motion felt incredible and it was a huge turn on for me to
realize that while I was pumping goo down his throat, his nose was
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deep in my pubes, and his chin was nudging my balls. I must have
shot at least ten gobs of cum. I pulled out and sank back down on the
john. Damn, that had been good!
I buttoned up my long handles and my shirt and pulled up my jeans.
As I was leaving I winked at both guys. I walked down the stairs, and
as I headed out of the student union, I heard someone coming up
quickly beside me. I turned and looked and it was the skinny guy
from the mens room. He stuck out his hand to me.
Hi, Im Robbie.
Robbie, Im Mike. Pleased to meet ya.
He looked really young. He had a nice smile and an even nicer
bubble butt.
Hi Mike, youre in my psych class. Maybe we could study together
sometime?
That sounds like a plan, I said.
He looked at me and hemmed and hawed for a few seconds before
blurting out, Ive got an apartment just a few blocks from here, off
campus. You want to come over now?
Still horny, huh?
Yeah I love to get fucked, and you look like you really know how
to use that cock of yours.
I looked him up and down and finally chuckled. Lead the way. I
sure as hell aint gonna turn down a piece of tail as cute as yours.
We headed off to his apartment, making small talk as we went.
When we got there, he started to strip immediately. As I kicked off
my boots he turned to me. Mike, would you mind leaving on your
union suit, boots and cowboy hat?
You like cowboys, eh?
Yeah, I do. I always wanted to get fucked by a cowboy.
Well Robbie, todays your lucky day.
He took a couple of pillows and put them on the floor, then lay
down with them under his hips. I unbuttoned my long handles all
the way down to the crotch. Robbie wiggled his ass in invitation,
and I immediately got hard. As I moved over to him and got on my
knees between his legs, I pulled my cock out. It was still dripping. I
lubed up.
You ready to get fucked Robbie? Ready for some big cowboy
dick?
Yeah Mike, stick it in. Ride me. Cmon, use my ass. Fuck me!
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I slid in with one long stroke. He sighed in pleasure.
Youre tight. So nice and tight. Just like a glove. I began to move
my hips, fucking him, and driving my cockhead into his prostate as
he squirmed beneath me.
Fuck me, Mike! Ride me, cowboy! Fuckin ride my ass!
I slapped one of his butt cheeks and he clenched down hard on my
cock with his ass. Youre a boy who just loves to get fucked, arent
ya? Big fuckin cowboy dick feels real good reamin out your ass,
doesnt it?
Yeah oh fuck, yeah!
I continued pumping, picking up the pace and really using his hole.
He was humping the pillows under his hips hard. I could tell he was
getting close; he was breathing heavier, and was pushing back on
my cock.
Keep that up, Robbie. Fuck back like a good boy. Fuck yourself
on my cock, boy.
He let out a shout, and I could feel his ass spasming around my cock.
It felt like Id stuck my dick in a milking machine. He was cumming,
but I kept fucking. He was groaning, but made no move to stop me.
I could feel my balls drawing up. I loved to fuck, and thinking of this
coming weekend and Coachs furry ass was really getting me going. I
felt my cock stiffen, and then I shot. I continued to pump as my balls
emptied again. I collapsed on top of Robbie.
That was awesome, Mike. Thanks. You really know how to fuck.
Well, I just love to fuck. Well have to do this again.
He wrote down his number for me while I got dressed. As I headed
out into the cold, I knew in an hour or two Id be horny again, but I
thought Id better save it for Coach.

The rest of the week went by in a haze. I caught a ride home on


Thursday evening, and was ready when Coach Jeffers pulled into the
driveway. I headed out the door with my duffel bag and my rifle.
Coach Jeffers looked me up and down as I jumped into his pick up
truck. Hey there, Mike, all ready for your hunting trip?
Hell yeah, Coach! I been looking forward to this all week.
He smiled at me as we headed out to the highway.

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Ive been looking forward to it, too. He grinned at me, rubbed
his crotch, then reached over and fondled the big bulge behind my
zipper. It was gonna be a great weekend.
After several hours of driving we finally got to Coach Jeffers cabin.
Coach got the wood stove lit while I looked around. The downstairs
had a kitchen, dining area, bathroom, and living room. The upstairs
was a loft with a big bed and a bathroom. The cabin started to heat
up right away once the stove was lit.
Coach turned to me. So, Mike, when was the last time you got
your rocks off?
Couple of days ago, Coach.
You jerk off then?
Nah, I stuck my cock through a glory hole in one of the mens
rooms in the student union and got a great blow job. Then the guy
in the next stall followed me out and invited me over for a piece of
tail. I fucked his ass good. I knew the coach liked it when I talked
dirty to him.
Yeah, I bet a hot young buck like you is horny pretty much all the
time, eh?
You got that right, Coach.
I bet youre hard right now arent ya?
I rubbed my crotch and answered. Yep, hard as rock. Drippin
precum too.
Why dont you kick back on the couch there and let Coach take
care of that for ya?
I pulled off my shirt and pants. I started to unbutton my gray long
handles, when the coach spoke up. You farm boys and your union
suits. Leave it on. Ill unbutton it for you.
I sat down on the couch and leaned back, spreading my legs. Coach
knelt between my knees and began to rub my cock, which was sticking
stiffly down the left leg of my long handles. There was a big wet spot
where the head of my dick was soaking the fabric with precum. Coach
leaned over and licked it. I groaned, and he unbuttoned a few buttons
and pulled out my cock and balls.
You need it bad, dont you, Mike?
Yeah, Coach, I been hard most of the ride up here. Im starting
to get blue balls.

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Coach is gonna take good care of you. Coach is gonna suck your
stud puppy dick, get it all wet, then you can stick it up my ass. You
wanna fuck your coach?
Hell yeah, Coach! I been thinking about your furry ass for days
now. Last time I fucked it, it was so hot and tight.
Well, Mike, theres nothing I like better than to get fucked by a
hot, young stud. Lets get you ready. With that he took my cock and
sucked it deep into his throat. It felt fantastic. He fondled and tugged
my balls as he moved his mouth up and down my shaft.
Coach, you look great with my dick in your mouth.
He pulled off for a minute. That hot, young cock of yours tastes
fucking awesome. You ready to fuck the coach, son?
You ready to get fucked, Coach?
He stood up and pulled off his shirt and pants, giving me a wink.
He had on a pair of red long handles. He turned and got a bottle of
lube from his bag. He unbuttoned the back flap and got on his hands
and knees. Fuck me!
I didnt waste any time. I squirted some lube on his ass and some
on my cock, then I positioned the head of my cock at his hole. Before
I could push forward, Coach pushed back and my cock went in his
ass to the hilt!
Oh, Fuuuck yeeeah! he shouted in pleasure. Coach needed it
even worse than I did. I grabbed his hips and began to fuck. He was
clenching down on me, and pushing to meet my thrusts, his rhythm
matching mine.
This is fucking incredible, Coach. Damn, you know how to ride
dick.
Its your cowboy cock, Mike farm boy cock. It feels great. Youre
one hell of a hot fucker, boy.
He continued to fuck back. I stopped and moved my hips from side
to side, giving him a different sensation. He groaned in pleasure. He
reached down and began to stroke his cock as I fucked his furry ass.
I started fucking harder, really slamming my dick in, thrusting fast
and furious.
Hows that, Coach?
Awesome, Mike. Fuck me hard, boy. I wanna know I got fucked.
Im gonna make sure after this weekend, you walk bowlegged for
a month, Coach. Youre sure as hell gonna know you got fucked.

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All of a sudden he reached back and grabbed my balls. Each time
I thrust my cock into his ass, he tugged. Shit yeah! I fucked even
harder. Getting my balls worked as I fucked was probably the greatest
feeling Id ever had. Fuckin A, Coach! That feels fantastic.
Heavy stud balls, Mike. Full of cum. Hot, young fucker like you
has lots of cum, dont ya?
Yeah, all for you, Coach.
Farm boy cum. Let it rip, Mike; cum for Coach. Youre gonna fuck
the cum right outta me.
I could tell he wasnt kidding. He was going rigid underneath me,
and his ass was clamping down on my cock like a soft, hot vise. He
was beginning to moan. I could feel my balls trying to pull up, and
the area behind them tensing. My cock seemed to swell, and I thrust
hard and fast. He yelled out and I could feel him trembling as he
shot. He clamped his ass on my dick once more, and that did it. I
shot, more intensely than I ever had before. I felt like I was cumming
for an entire minute before I collapsed on top of Coach. He turned,
causing my cock to fall out of his ass and leave a trail of spunk across
the seat of his long handles. There was a big puddle of cum on the
floor, but we didnt care.
Wow, I really needed that Mike. You scratched an itch for old
Coach.
Ill keep on scratching it.
He chuckled. Lets head upstairs to the bedroom.
You think well get out hunting at all this weekend, Coach?
If were lucky, no.
To be continued .

Uncle Andys Visit by Christian


I watched my Uncle Andy get out of the shower and begin to towel
himself off. He had buzzed his hair off a while ago, and only about
half an inch of it had grown back. But the thick mustache that hung
over his upper lip more than made up for it. It was chocolate brown
and what he called a handlebar stache. It was the first thing he
wiped with the towel as he stood on the mat, water running down
through the thick curls of hair on his chest and stomach. Now that I
got a good look at him, he was covered in hair.

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See something you like, kid? he asked playfully as he dried his
chest. You like looking at me, dont you? You always did.
It was true, Id always liked looking at my Uncle Andy. He had broad
shoulders that tapered down into thick, muscled arms. His broad
chest rounded into a nice stomach that showed his appreciation for
good food. And then there was the thick sapling of a cock that hung
between perfect, egg-shaped balls and the tree-trunk legs that held
him up. I thought that eve his fucking feet were perfect.
Sitting on the counter in our small bathroom, I felt myself getting
hard just looking at him. When he turned to hang up the towel, his
hairy ass flexed, and I felt my face burn. Of course, I denied any
attraction to my uncle, but secretly, I knew I wanted to drain his cock
drier than the Sahara and beg him to fuck me like a bitch in heat.
You ever going to do anything about it? Uncle Andy asked, hefting
his meat and stroking it a few times. Or are you just going to let
opportunity after opportunity pass you by?
Neither one of us said anything for the longest time. I didnt know
what to say, to be honest. Chuckling, Uncle Andy stepped into a pair
of dark shorts and pulled them up to rest just under his slight stomach.
He came to where I sat on the counter and stood between my legs,
his hands on my thighs. I could feel the heat through my jeans. His
dark eyes met mine and he smiled.
You ever want anything in this life, Jack, my boy, you have to go
after it. Otherwise, youll be living a life of regret, and thats no life,
he said to me, leaning forward and kissing my cheek. It aint nothing
to be ashamed of, you looking at me that way. Its your hormones,
thats all.
I still didnt say anything. I let Uncle Andy chuckle one more time
and ruffle my hair before leaving the bathroom to go downstairs
and watch television. I knew he was right, but how could I tell him
what I what I wanted? Sure, Id read in stroke-books how people
had seduced their dads, brothers, and such but I didnt think that
could happen in real life. I thought my uncle was too slick to fall for
that, anyway. I would have to just let it go and put it out of my mind.
Besides, my parents were always around, and Im sure they would
freak right the hell out if they walked in on me blowing my uncle or
him buggering the hell out of me. Besides, I couldnt tell if he was
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something so he could make fun of me, later. So I did nothing but
fantasize and jerk off a lot.
A couple of days into Uncle Andys visit, there were a few times
where he and I were at home alone, but even with my parents not
around, I was too damned scared to initiate anything. But then one
day, I didnt have to worry about that particular problem anymore.
I came out into the backyard to see if I could get my uncle anything
to drink. Hed been outside for a while, and it was hot as hell. When I
got outside, I saw that he wasnt particularly bothered by the heat. In
fact, he was enjoying it. He was stretched out naked on a chaise, his
right arm behind his head and his left on the armrest. His legs were
spread apart and his cock was lying against his right leg. Every inch
of his hairy body was slick with sweat. I stood there by the back door,
gaping at my uncles hot body. When he opened his eyes, he smiled
at me and brought both arms behind his head. At that point, he and
I both looked at his cock, and I noticed it was oozing a thick stream
of clear precum from its hooded head.
For fucks sake, Jack, he said in his low, gruff voice, you know
its not going to suck itself.
Still, I couldnt make myself move. He had just given me an invita-
tion to do what Id always wanted, and I couldnt fucking move!
With a noise like a bull, Uncle Andy lurched forward, bringing his
massive body up off the chaise. Jesus fucking Christ in a cartoon!
he bellowed, striding toward me. Get the fuck over here.
Grabbing my arm, Uncle Andy brought me back to the chaise. I
thought I knew what was going to happen, but when he turned me to
face him, I was confused. He deftly opened the front of my shorts and
let them drop, confusing me even more. He then found the hem of my
t-shirt and brought it up over my head, before tossing it behind me.
When I was naked, Uncle Andy slid his hands along my body, down
to my hips and around to my cock. I couldnt speak. I wanted to say
a thousand things, but I felt like I had cotton in my mouth.
Nice meat, Jack, Uncle Andy said, his calloused fingers sliding
along my shaft. Ever had it in another mans mouth?
I shook my head. He ran his thumb over the head of my cock,
stringing clear fluid out as he moved his hand. He put his thumb to
my lips, and I cleaned it off, tasting myself for the first time. When
he brought his hand back, he began to rub me back and forth. It was
like small fireworks going off in me. It was hard to breathe, and yet I
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felt like I was breathing for the first time. Uncle Andy smiled and his
brown eyes traveled along my body, following the back of his other
hand. He slipped my right nipple between his index finger and thumb
and pulled. Watching my reaction and feeling my cock jerk, he put
his mouth on it and began sucking and biting, causing me to whimper
and rise up on my toes.
You gonna faint on me, Jack? he asked, still running the pad of
his thumb over my sensitive cockhead.
No I answered, holding onto his shoulders.
He leaned back and looked me over. When his eyes settled on mine,
he smiled a warm smile and moved his hand along my cock, a little
slower than before. His other hand dropped to tug gently on my balls,
as well. He continued to stroke me as he leaned forward and pressed
his lips to mine. His mustache tickled, but felt it nice. I breathed in
the scent of him as he eased his tongue into my mouth. It was instinct
to breathe through my nose, but I still had that feeling of not being
able to catch my breath. I kept holding onto his shoulders, as well
holding on for dear life!
When the kiss was broken, I started to say something, but he laid a
finger over my lips. With another smile, he sank to his knees in front
of me, lifting my cock.
This is a fine piece o meat, Jack. Nice and plump and round
he said, his mouth inches from me.
Holding my cockhead in both hands, he leaned into it and kissed
it, sucking the tender flesh between his lips and tonguing my piss slit,
causing me to squirm. Rounding up over the head, he let a few inches
slip into his mouth. His tongue supported my weight of my cock while
his mustache dragged along the top. His eyes closed as if this were
the most blissful thing he could think of doing! Fuck, it sure was for
me! I felt the pressure of his lips on me, the tightness of his mouth
and the suction of his strong jaws as he pulled back down the shaft.
It was still hard to breathe.
Uhhh I managed.
SOK, kid. Uncle Andy knows how to suck a cock. Let me show
you how, and when you think youve mastered it, I got a nice stick
you can demonstrate on.
He smiled at me and slid his mouth back down onto my cock. His
head moved back and forth in a swaying, cobra-like rhythm. He kept
his eyes on me, his hand forming a ring at the base of my prick, under
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my balls so that it heightened my sensation. I spread my legs as wide
as I could, rising up on my toes and holding on to his shoulders,
watching my dick being masterfully ministered to.
Uh Uncle Andy I stuttered. Im
Not yet, boy-o. Not cumming just yet, kid, he said, pulling his
mouth off of my cock.
I was stunned, but I managed to hold off. Still holding the base of
my dick, he let his other hand slide between my legs, the tip of his
index finger finding my tight, pink pucker. Instinctively, I relaxed,
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knowing what he meant to do to me. Gasping with the initial penetra-
tion, my eyes went wide as I felt his meaty digit slide into me. With
the help of the summer sun and my nervousness, my asshole was
quite sweaty and his finger slid easily into me. After a few seconds,
he was working another digit into me and then proceeding to finger
me while his mouth returned to my cock. This new sensation had
me gasping and gripping him for all I could! My eyes were locked
on his mouth moving along my shaft. The combination of his thick
fingers, tight mouth and eager determination soon had me in the
same situation I was in before. I felt my balls tighten as he continued
to suck.
Im Im close I gasped. Im gonna cum, Uncle Andy
Im fuck!
Uncle Andy nodded around my prick as he continued what he was
doing. He didnt miss a beat with his fingers in my hole, either, he
just kept working them into me, deeper and deeper. I felt a shudder
pass through me and a shock as the first of my powerful blasts came
from my prick! The first one was eagerly swallowed with a moan
from my uncle. The second and third were savored a while and the
forth overflowed and spilled down his chin in a white thread. I was
gripping him tighter as I came, my body alive with pleasure.
FUCK! I shouted as I emptied myself into his eager mouth. Fuck
fuck fuck .
Yeah Uncle Andy said, wiping my cummy cock onto his cheek
and stache. Thats a good boy, Jack. Nice and warm. You cum like
a champ, son.
Easing his fingers out of me, Uncle Andy stood, his meaty prick
dancing in front of me. Going round to the chaise, he took a seat,
this time hooking his right leg onto the arm of the thing. He tugged
his balls with his meaty left hand, and his cock pointed up at me.
I knew what this meant, and I was more than eager to return the
favor. Without another word, I lay down on my stomach and took
hold of Uncle Andys impressive meat.
Just like he had showed me, I took him in my mouth. As I made
my first trip down his shaft, my uncle groaned deep in his gut, and
I knew Id done something right. Seems like his lesson paid off
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Back to School by David Gant
I know most guys my age probably wouldnt agree with me, but I
love getting to the end of summer, when its finally time to go back to
school. Sure Ill miss the freedom of summer vacation, and Im not
wild about getting up early in the morning, going to class, listening
to all the teachers and following all the rules, but there is one thing
Im looking forward to.
The bus driver.
Mr. Halverson had been driving my route for as long as I could
remember. He had always been friendly, but the last couple of years, he
had gotten even more friendly with me. That was when I first started
to really notice him: his hairy wrists; his thick fingers gripping the
steering wheel; the way his t-shirt stretched tightly over his mature,
muscular chest. Instead of heading to the back of the bus, like I had
always done, I started sitting in the front, just so I could get a better
look at him. I started wondering what he looked like naked and what
his dick looked like. Those thoughts combined with the vibrations
from the bus always led to me getting a major boner. I tried to hide it
behind my school books, but I think Mr. Halverson noticed.
Even though we werent supposed to talk to him while he was
driving, he would let me ask him questions while he waited for red
lights to change. One day as I sat in the bus seat behind him, trying
to hide my hardon, I asked him what he did during the school day.
He only drove the bus to and from school, so what did he do the rest
of the time?
Well, you know, Davey, he responded, someones gotta take
care of the bus. While youre in classes, Im down at the bus barn
making sure the bus will be in good working order for your trip home.
Sometimes I just clean it up a little bit, but sometimes it needs some
repairs. Its getting pretty old, you know.
Just then the light turned green, and he turned his attention back
to driving. At the next red light, however, he turned around and gave
me a big smile. Why dont you come down to the bus barn on your
lunch break sometime, and Ill show you around. The he winked.
I wasnt going to waste anytime. That day, I gobbled down the
sandwich I had brought from home, and instead of spending the rest
of my free time hanging out with my friends, I headed out behind the
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When I got there, the big rolling door was up and the bus was
parked inside. I stuck my head in and called out, Mr. Halverson?
Are you in here?
A door at the back opened up. It must have been the bathroom,
because Mr. Halverson came out pulling up his zipper. Hey, Davey,
he said. I didnt expect a visit so soon.
I explained that I was really interested, and Mr. H. started showing
me around and explaining all the different things he did. Wow, I
said. I guess you really are busy while Im in class.
Most of the time, yes. But then there are days, like today, when
theres not all that much to do. I got the bus ready this morning for
the afternoon run.
What are you gonna do this afternoon, then? I asked.
Different stuff. Ive got some magazines to read or I might jerk
off, he said giving me a funny look. I bet you do that sometimes,
dont you, Davey?
I could feel my face turning red. Yeah I guess so, I replied.
At your age, I bet you do it a lot.
Hearing Mr. Halverson talk about jerking off was giving me a hardon,
and he noticed. Looks like you might be in the mood right now.
I didnt know what to say, so I just kind of laughed.
You ever jerk off with your buddies? he asked.
I shook my head. It had never even occurred to me to do it with
someone else.
Its lots of fun letting another guy play with your dick and
playing with his.
By this time, I noticed that Mr. H. had quite a bulge in the crotch
of his pants, too. I looked down at it, then up at his face.
You wanna give it a try, son? he asked, grabbing the top of his
zipper.
My mouth went dry. Oh um OK, sure, I managed to say.
We went back through the door that I thought was the bathroom.
It turned out that it was a little office-type room. There was a desk,
and opposite it, a small couch. Mr. H. pulled off his shirt and pushed
his pants down to his ankles. Go ahead, Davey. Make yourself
comfortable.
Once my pants were down and I was shirtless, I joined him on the
couch. Sitting so close to his naked body, I could smell his scent of
sweat, musk, and just a hit of motor oil. It really turned me on.
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Mr. Halverson put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me
closer to him as he started to stroke his cock. I had never seen a
mans hard cock before, and my eyes were glued to it. I could feel the
precum starting to bubble up out of my piss slit, and I hadnt even
touched my cock yet. Mr. H. nodded to my boner, indicating that I
should start jerking off.
I loved sitting there next to him, watching as we both played with
our cocks. I was a little self-conscious that his cock was so much bigger
than mine, but he didnt seem to mind.
Then he suddenly stood up. I wondered if I had done something
wrong, but before I could ask, he squatted down in front of me. When
he reached out his hand and cupped my balls, I thought I was going
to blow my load right then and there, so I stopped stroking. I still
had about another thirty minutes before lunch period was over, and
I wanted to make it last.
You have a beautiful dick, Davey, Mr. H. said in a hoarse whisper.
Then he leaned in and covered my cockhead with his mouth. It felt so
warm and wet. I couldnt believe how incredibly good it was.
He pulled off long enough to say, Just relax and let me take care
of everything. Then he went back down and sucked my balls into
his mouth. That felt good, too, but not as good as when his mouth
was on my cock. I didnt have to worry, though. He started sucking
my dick again really soon.
I started bucking my hips between his mouth and the seat of the
couch. I knew I was going to blow soon. I think Mr. Halverson sensed
it, too, because he started stroking his cock faster and harder as he
sucked on me.
Mr. Halverson Mr. Halverson! Im gonna cum! Oh, Christ!
Im gonna shoot! I tried to pull my dick out of his mouth, but he
wouldnt let me. He mashed his lips against my groin and swallowed
as I pumped the load out of my balls and into his sucking mouth.
As I was blasting off, I became aware that he was grunting and
moaning around the base of my cock. Mr. Halverson was shooting
too. The taste of my spunk had brought him off.
We got cleaned up, and I made it to my next class just in time, and
for the rest of the year, I spent all my lunch periods in the bus barn
with Mr. H. Thats why Im so happy to be going back to school this
fall!

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No Arms
Dallas! Get your butt in here NOW!!!
What the fuck! I hadnt done anything. Why was Uncle Thad yelling
at me? My uncle Thad could be such a hard ass. Just because Dad was
away so much, trucking from coast to coast, Uncle Thad, who lived
next door, considered my upbringing his duty. Mom worked hard at
the hospital. This week she had the evening shift, so from 3:00 p.m.
until midnight, she was out of the house. If it werent for Uncle Thad
poking his nose where I didnt think it belonged, I wouldnt have a
thing to worry about. But with him living next door, I couldnt play
my music too loud, I couldnt have friends over to party. And forget
about having any girls around.
Hanging out over at my friends place wasnt an option either. Uncle
Thad demanded that I be home fifteen minutes after school was out
and he insisted that I be up in my room studying at my desk in front
of my window where he could see me! You see what an asshole he
was!
I looked out my window to see him yelling at me from his back porch.
It was funny watching him flail his arms and shake his fists at me. For
a second I was tempted to ignore him and let his anger escalate until
he charged into our house and stomped up the stairs into my room.
But that would be courting disaster.
Id just gotten comfortable and was gonna beat off. I could do that
while sitting at my desk and Uncle Thad didnt have a clue that instead
of studying I was diddling with my boner.
I zipped up my jeans and went tearing down the stairs and out the
door. I was over at Uncle Thads back porch before our screen door
slammed shut.
What? I yelled. Im studying!
Uncle Thad held open his back door and glared at me as he pointed
for me to haul my sorry butt inside. Puzzled, I stepped inside and sat
down. Uncle Thad came in and stood there with his arms crossed
and looking pissed.
He was a lineman, and years of hauling his big framed body up and
down electric poles showed in the massive biceps that popped out of
his shirt sleeves. His big pecs bulged extra large when he crossed his
arms across his chest that way.
I was getting my hair cut just a short time ago and you know what
I heard, punk? he snarled.
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I shook my head. Him calling me punk was not a good sign.
Kyle at the Donut Hole told me that some boys were making fun
of Stan, the vet who came back with no arms.
The second I heard those words I knew I was in deep shit. We
didnt mean I stammered.
Uncle Thad whopped me up the side of my face, making my ear
ring.
I dont give a fuck what you boys meant. You dont go around
making fun of a hero who gave up his arms so you could jerk off!
Uncle Thad thundered.
Before I could say anything, Uncle Thad grabbed some straps
hed gotten ready. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me up to my feet.
Spinning me around, he grabbed my arms and yanked them behind
me.
You think its funny not having any arms, huh? he growled. Ill
show you how funny it is, boy! He swung the straps around both my
arms and in a matter of seconds had them securely bound behind
me. Until tomorrow morning you try living without your arms. And
when I take those straps off you, youre going to go over to Stan and
apologize. You hear?
Yes, sir, I said. There was no point saying anything else. There
was no point complaining or asking how I was supposed to study.
How I was supposed to turn pages in my text book. How I was going
to make supper. How I was going to go to the bathroom.
Uncle Thad put his foot on my butt and pushed me out the door.
I nearly fell down. I felt him watching me as I stumbled back home
and had to use my teeth to open the screen door. I managed to get
back up in my room but it was impossible to do anything. I couldnt
get my pants off. Forget about beating off. I did have my math book
open and was able to read it; when I had to turn a page, I could do it
with my nose. But I couldnt use a pencil to practice any math.
After a frustrating hour, I went downstairs. Thank God I had a
decent sized nose. With it I could open the fridge door. With my
mouth I was able to pull out some lunch meat and cheese. I was
able to make a half decent sandwich. By pulling it to the edge of the
counter, I could take a few bites, pull more of it over the edge and
keep eating until it was done.
Trying to watch TV was frustrating. The buttons on the remote
were too tiny to press with my nose. I discovered that by putting it
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on the floor and being super careful, I could poke at the buttons with
my toes. I was feeling pretty proud of myself until I had to pee. Try
as I could, it was impossible to get my zipper down.
Desperate to empty my bladder I pushed my way out the door, ran
over to Uncle Thads and banged my head on his door.
Whats the matter? he asked, annoyed that Id bothered him. It
was nearly 9 oclock and he was getting ready for bed. Hed stripped
down to his boxers and gone through his evening beers.
I gotta pee! I pleaded.
And thats my problem, how? he asked with a sneer.
I cant unzip! I screamed.
Uncle Thad just looked at me and laughed and laughed before he
said, So what do you want me do to about it?
Unzip me, please, please, please! I begged.
Get in here, he said. It aint funny not having arms, huh?
No, I said.
He pushed me into the bathroom, positioned me in front of the john
and unzipped me. With my fly open, I shook my hips, hoping to get
my dick to fly out, but I couldnt get it out my briefs.
You need more help, boy? Uncle Thad asked.
Embarrassed, I mumbled, Yes, please.
Uncle Thad yanked my jeans and boxers down. Then he took hold
of my dick and pointed it at the john. I was filled with shame. I felt
ridiculous having him hold my dick while I peed. When I was done
he even shook my dick.
You need me to come over and jerk you off, too, boy? Uncle Thad
asked.
Id never been so humiliated. My dick wasnt though. The second
it heard my uncles offer it shot up hard in his fingers.
Ill say thats a yes! he exclaimed.
Uncle Thad flushed the toilet, and with me still standing there, he
started sliding his hands up and down my hard shaft.
Uh, you dont need to do that, I said meekly.
I dont? Uncle Thad said. Then why are so you hard, boy? How are
you going to beat off tonight? A boy like you cant get to sleep without
draining these, can you? he asked and he fondled my nutsac.
It did feel good. It felt damn good. I was just as afraid of telling him
to stop as I was of telling him I liked it. I stood there unable to mouth
a word as his fingers did all the talking.
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Youre getting a nice dick, Dallas, Uncle Thad told me. His voice
was soft and comforting. The harshness was gone. Look how thick
you are now, he said.
I looked down to see his fingers wrapped around the base of my
shaft. He was standing behind me with both of his arms around me.
Both of his hands were touching me, taking turns stroking my shaft
and playing with my balls.
My bare butt pressed against his crotch and I was startled to feel
something hard and massive pressing between my butt cheeks. It was
bare skin against my naked cheeks. Uncle Thad had removed his
boxers! His naked dick, hard and hot, was weaving back and forth
between my exposed butt cheeks.
Youve got until morning before you can use your hands. Maybe
you should spend the night here so Uncle Thad can take care of you.
How does that sound, boy?
At that moment it sounded good to me. OK, I moaned. If you
insist. I loved the way his dick was sliding up and down my butt
crack.
Ill let your mother know youre spending the night here, he
breathed as he pushed his dick so firmly between my cheeks that it
slipped in and poked my butt hole. His dick head was wet and felt
slick against my delicate hole.
A blast of electricity fired through me and my nuts exploded. Cum
shot out my dick. My whole shaft pulsed in my uncles grip, and I
sprayed wads of hot cum into the john.
Now its my turn, Uncle Thad told me. I have needs, too, son,
he said. He spun me around and pushed me down onto the john. For
the first time ever, I saw his massive boner rising proudly from his
furry crotch. The head glistened with precum. He wasted no time. He
slapped it against my lips, growled, Open your mouth, boy, and the
instant my lips parted, he plunged his cock down my gullet.
My nose buried into his thick bush. The rich aroma of his musky
crotch stung my nostrils. I gasped as his cock flew down my throat.
I could barely breathe!
Uncle Thad clutched my head and fucked my throat hard. After
seven long thrusts he stopped, pulled his cockhead halfway out my
throat and shuddered. I managed to gulp enough air to stay alive
before he flooded my mouth with his steamy semen.

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His body shook as I swallowed the stream of man-cream he flushed
down my throat.
Whew! he gasped when he pulled out of me. We both needed some
relief, he said with a warm smile. He pulled me up by my t-shirt and
undid the straps on my arms long enough to pull it over my head. I was
hoping hed let me go, but he insisted on keeping my arms strapped
until morning.
Its a warm night and nearly bedtime. No point wearing any clothes
the rest of the evening. Since youre spending the night here, you need
to learn how to sleep naked, boy. You have a problem with that?
I shook my head.
Now get your butt off to bed, he said with a playful slap on my butt.
I wasnt sure which bedroom to use, but Uncle Thad made it clear to
me that I was going to be sleeping with him that night.
When I lay down on his bed, my dick was hard again. Uncle Thad
noticed my boner when he entered the room.
Hmm, he noted as he rubbed his chin. Guess I didnt get those
balls of yours empty enough. I better try my mouth on that dick of
yours, huh?
If you insist, Uncle Thad, I said playfully.
I insist, he said and flicked off the light. I got a good education that
night. I learned never to make fun of the handicapped, and that one
can get a lot of pleasure out of life without using your hands.

Instinct part 2 by Tommy Espiando


A few days ago, as if by instinct, I found myself in the alley behind
the local adult theater, where a window opened out from the mens
room in the basement. I discovered if I waited long enough, Id be able
to see some cock. I even saw some guys come into the restroom to jerk
off. Eventually, an older man caught me peeking through the window,
but instead of getting in trouble, he let me in the back door, and I got a
mouthful of his fat cock. After pumping his load down my throat, he let
me know that he was there almost all the time, and told me if I wanted
to fool around some more, hed look for me and let me in again.
It seemed like I was horny all the time, so I spent a lot of time that
summer hanging out in the alley. It had been a couple of days since Id
ran into that older man (he hadnt even told me his name) and I was
ready to mess around with his big dick again.
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He had told me that he usually showed up at the theater in the late
afternoon, but I got there a little earlier than that, because I was so
anxious. Sure enough, the window was still open, and it looked like the
mens room had just been cleaned. I could smell the scent of cleaning
fluid, disinfectant, and urinal cake, but they couldnt completely mask
the underlying masculine funk of the room.
I stood at the window for a little while, but I knew it was still too
early to see much of anything. Eventually, I gave up and sat down in the
alley with my back to the wall. I knew I could hear the door through
the open window if anyone came in.
I dont know how long I had been sitting there when I heard the
familiar squeak and bang of the door opening and closing. I had hoped
it would be the older guy looking for me, but it wasnt. A tall, muscular
black man stepped into the room, and just like I had seen most of the
other men do, he looked in both toilet stalls before he sidled up to the
urinal. He unzipped and pulled out the longest and thickest cock I had
ever seen. Leaning forward over the urinal, he propped himself up
against the wall with one hand and let his monster cock dangle out of
his fly as he pissed. He must have had an enormous bladder, because
I thought hed never stop peeing. He spat into the urinal as his stream
began to taper off.
But once he had finished, he didnt put his cock away, he just left it
hanging out of his fly. I watched as it bobbed and jerked its way to being
almost fully erect without him even touching it. Then he reached down
and gave it a few strokes. I could feel myself getting stiff in anticipation
of watching him jerk off, but I ended up being disappointed. He wedged
his big hardon back into his pants and left the mens room showing
a huge basket. I couldnt imagine why he would go to the trouble of
working up a hardon, and then not blow his wad.
I sat back down on the ground and waited to hear the mens room
door open again. My own cock was pretty hard from looking at the black
mans big penis, and I had just started giving myself a squeeze through
my pants when I heard the door inside. I leaped up and peered into the
window again. Sure enough, it was my friend from the other day.
At first, he didnt notice me in the window. But just as I was about
to call down to him, he glanced up and saw me. I waved at him, and
he gave me a wink and kind of a dirty smile. He turned around and
walked out of the mens room, and sure enough, in just a few seconds,
the back door opened, and there he was.
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Hey, kid, he said. Good to see you again. You wanna come in and
have a little fun?
You bet! I told him. Ive been here almost an hour. I was hoping
youd show up today.
Im glad I did, he said, giving my crotch a grope as I slipped past
him into the dark stairwell.
He snuck me into the mens room, and we immediately went to the
same stall where I had sucked him off a couple of days ago. This time,
he took his pants all the way off and unbuttoned his shirt. His barrel-like
torso looked hot, all covered in white fur, but what I really liked was
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For a split second, I thought that was funny. I almost laughed at him.
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we heard the mens room door open. Someone had come in. I knew we
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Grandpa Stan just pulled me back down and raised a finger to
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I could only give a loud grunt as my cum started spilling out of me.
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_____ number of issues x $3 each = ________
+ Postage ($5 for up to 10 issues, $10 for 11 or more issues) ________
TOTAL ________
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Due to the cost of postage, this offer is only good in the USA.
name: ______________________________________________

Instinct part 2
address: ______________________________________________
______________________________________________
city: ___________________ state: ____ zip: ___________
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Payment method:
Check or money order to Avenue Services in US funds drawn on US bank
Bill my credit card (Visa, Mastercard, American Express or Discover)
credit card #: ________________________________________
expires: ____ / ____
security code: __________
3/09 4/09 5/09 6/09 10/09 11/09 name on credit card: ________________________________________
Security code is 3 digits on the back of Visa, MC,
Discover and 4 digits on the front of Amex cards.
Billing address as it appears on your credit card statement.
1st line of billing addr: _____________________________________
zip code of billing addr: _____________________________________
phone#, email where we may reach you (if we have a problem with your order):

Letters & Free Personals


daytime# evening# fax# email ________________________________
I am over 18. Signature (required on all orders): _____________________________
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USA $7.00 For orders/information call:


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