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most impressive BCG, spicey and hot.. makes for a very good reading in the afternoon.  :bows:
"Given all things relevant; the simplest answer will do."
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*blinks and sighs*
*taps on the glass* more please *giggles*
very awesome story BCG *smiles*
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I figured its about time I finish this...
My mind doesn't know what to focus on most, as there are so many different possibilities. My body completely striped of any clothing as I kneel on a hotel room bed with my head pressed into the sheets and my ass up in the air. Another man behind me, naked as well with his cock de-virginizing my ass. His hips are pressed against my ass cheeks while his hands are busy working on my manhood. His left is caressing my balls, softly rubbing them from side to side and giving them a gentle squeeze. The entire feeling enough to make me cum on its own but making it even worse as his right hand pumps my cock repeatedly in a steady motion trying to coax it to erupt. He urges me on with his words, "Come on baby, cum for me. You know you want to. This cock is so hard right now I know thats all you want to do is let it go and cum as your ass is filled with my thick, juicy cock." He speeds his pumping up as he talks.
My face is pressed hard into the sheets. My teeth clentched on the fabric and trying to rip the springs out of the matress to distract myself. No matter how much I've wanted this, how much I've done I'm still unsure. Everytime I've ever masturbated and thought of being fucked just like this I've had regrets when its done. The moment I've let myself go I would feel dirty and wrong. I can't let this happen now, with someone else here. Especially not with his cock deep inside me. Its one thing to cum while he's jerking me off and then its done, its another to cum and then have him finish up on his own terms as I'm left to feel disgusted with myself as he reems my ass over and over again calling me his cute little bitch. My nails dig into the mattress and squeeze the fabric into my fist. Fuck, I can't hold back anymore. He pulls his hips back slightly and then slams into me causing me to bounce forward on my knees. I throw a hand out to balance myself but I lose my concentration and his hands win. My mouth drops as I shut my eyes tight and let out a low, gutteral moan into the bed. My body shakes as I erupt. I can feel my muscles tenses in my legs and then ease up as I have nothing left in me. He can feel my cock spasm and he grins and slaps my balls gently and calls me a 'good slut.' I'm spent, finished, empty. I pull my elbows together and rest my face in my arms. The feeling hasn't changed yet as he hasn't moved. My mouth is left open as I pant trying to catch my breath. My body is sweaty and I begin to feel the beads grow cold as the breeze from the window touches my skin. I keep my eyes closed, not wanting to open them and have it all seem that much more real.
He begins to talk in almost a whisper "Reach back underneath you. Rub my balls with your fingers." I finally close my mouth and only hesitate for a second before doing exactly as he says. My hand stretches past my exhausted genitals and feels his balls hanging down right against my ass. I feel his shaft stretched past them and disappearing into me as he begins to rock back and forth slowly. He moans loudly as if he were on a stage and wanted the person in the back row to know his pleasure. My fingertips doing what he requested, or demanded, I'm not really sure. They glide along his inner thigh and up to caress him, cupping his balls the best I can. He slams into me with a little force after being caressed. I'm guessing he enjoyed it. I can feel him pull back again almost immediately after the thrust and jolt forward again. He's fucking me now. I can almost hear his thoughts as he continually lays into me. "Take it. Mmm fuck yeah. Take my cock you fucking whore. You love it. You want it." I can feel the words in his grunts while his body retracts from mine then throws itself back against me like there was some elastic device attached to each of us. I can hear it in the slapping of his thighs against my cheeks. The sound becoming more consistant as his eagerness increases. Slap, slap slap, slap.
The feeling is intense. Having only explored inserting solid objects inside me I didn't know what to expect. The rounded tip was much more pleasant than a pointed one, I can tell you that. It wasn't so much as stabbing me in the ass as it was beating it with a blunt object. Although the feeling of him entering me wasn't dominant, the anticipation of it coming then the realization that it was happening was more in the forefront of my mind than anything else. The hot rush again. The pain coupled with excitement and wonder. He slid inside me easier than expected because of the gel, however it still hurt. I could feel him pushing inside of me from behind. I could feel his progress as he pushed deeper. Then he stopped and destroyed my heightened state of arousal. He made me cum, the selfish bastard. He just wanted to see me writhing on his cock as mine overflowed in his hand. From his touch. Now I was his to play with. Then he started fucking me. He was sliding back and forth as the room grew much more boisterous. Each thrust increased his vigor. Then suddenly it stopped. He pressed into me and held my hips back to his. Our bodies were connected but frozen until I felt him leaning forward and speaking barely above a whisper.
"Beg me" he said. He left the words to linger in my head. Silence followed them. Stillness was its plus one. Time stopped until he leaned further and whispered again "beg me." I hated the overused oxymoron that the silence was deafening. I hated it more now. He wasn't going to give up. He wanted me to beg and he was going to make me. His words pressed on, "beg me. Beg me to fuck you. Tell me you need it. Moan." His hand slid down my thigh and curled up to my cock which was now hardening again. He continued as his fingers snaked around my shaft and began pumping for some added coaxing, "Tell me how much you love this. Tell me how good it feels to finally have a real cock filling your ass. Tell me you want me to unload inside of you so you can know what it feels like to have a man's cum dripping from your body as you lay wasted, face down on the bed. Beg me and tell me you want this or I'm leaving." The last two words stung inside my head. It was as if a can was rattling in my head fighting with what I really wanted. My body screamed at the top of its lungs to beg. My mind, as usual, over thought.
"Fuck me!" I blurted out at an offbeat second. Between thoughts of should I or shouldn't I my body took control of my mind and made my voice spill the words it wanted. Once the dam was broken the resevoir came rushing out. "Oh please fuck me. Don't stop. Slide your cock deep into me and thrust as hard as you can. Make my ass open to the shape of your cock. Fuck me until you cum." I lift my head from its downward position and groan the words as if I'm in ecstacy. The motion between us began again as he slide back and forth. "Fill me. Fuck me. Hurt me. Make me scream your name as you show me how to get fucked like a man. Use me. Cum inside me. Fuck, please fuck me until you cum. I want it so bad. Please. Please fuck, please." As the last 'please' left my lips I could feel him starting to let go. His hands clenched my hips and dug in tight as I was pulled back to his body while he grunted and began grinding against me. It was an odd feeling when he finally lost himself inside of me. I could feel it escape his body and enter mine. At the moment the last of the juice was squeezed from his grapefruits he practically collapsed ontop of me, but instead slid off to my side. He rolled onto his back and lay panting next to me while I remained in my position. My eyes watched him as my ass was still perched up in the air. I could feel his cum escaping downward. It gave my entire body a shiver. Without turning his head he asked "Cold?" He must've felt it. It wasn't a bad shiver, but the kind you get when you feel a sensation for the first time. He turned to me and grinned. I lunged for his lips with mine and kissed him wildly. My body landing ontop of his as our feet dangled off of the bed together. My hardened cock pressed against his stomach while his listless stump gave my thigh a sticky, cream embrace. We kissed for a while longer. Our tongues visited each others mouth's while our hands got more acquainted with each others bodies. He even slid down mine and got to taste my own brand of homoganized dairy flavor. Shortly after, I can't exactly remember when, I fell asleep. We had been laying there, staring at the ceiling together and I simply dozed off to the sound of his breathing. I wasn't sure how long it exactly was but when I woke up he was gone. I scanned the room and saw his stuff was gone and figured he bolted shortly after I fell asleep. I figured I shouldn't wait around too long after as I was unsure how long the room was paid for, so I gathered my stuff up, dressed quickly near the bed and slipped out the door. I left through the main entrance and it felt as if the people in the lobby knew what I had just done. I wasn't sure if maybe someone heard us or if I was just being paranoid. I mean come on, I did just get fucked by a guy for the very first time some paranoia must be allowed.
I got into my car and stared back at the hotel. I looked up to the window that was left open to our room and felt myself smiling. I shook my head and thought to myself jokingly "now was that so bad?" I let out an exasperated sigh and looked in my rear view mirror to back out of the parking spot when I noticed something on my cheek. I leaned forward and turned my head. My eyes just about bugged out of my head as my mouth dropped. There, in red lipstick, read the words "You're a great fuck." on my right cheek. I quickly rubbed it off with my hand and burried my face into the steering wheel thinking of all those people staring at me as my hurried pace took me out of there. I lifted my head and looked around and figured I'd better go home. I checked behind me again in the rear view mirror and saw the red smear of lipstick still there, as it all won't come off and I laughed a little. I shook my head and backed up, muttering to myself. Next time, perhaps, I'll clean up before I leave.
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BiCuriousGuy (4/14/2009)
"God. Oh fuck. MMmmmnnnh. Unh. Oh. Oooh fuck. Jjjeeeee. Unh gaaawwww!"!
This sounds like the cries of an epileptic quadraplegic's frustrated effort to jerk off.
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No, but I imagine it would sound similarly as awkward, flat and shallow.
What I don't have to imagine is bad writing. That's plain as day.
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Well I enjoyed it BGC 's'
But I like badly written stories about epileptic quadraplegics 'w'
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fuck............ and I must be ADHD...... or something, cos now I cant sleep after reading that
winks
GO with it BCG........... I believe YOU have audience.............. soft smile
the critics.............. hmmm life always presents
smoooches
good work
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Bad writing? Really? You're attacking the credibility of soft core porn? -s- You should really find something better to do with your time.
Its not shakespeare, sweetheart. Just masturbate to it and move along -s-
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| Errr......by 'sweetheart', you're refering to Christopher right? 'g'
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