Mortimer and Myrtle A Love Story
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The next night after work I did not go to the bar. My balls were aching from the passionate night with Kyle, and then the next night spent fucking Skylar. Despite really enjoying breeding Skylar, the total bottom boy I met at the bar, I couldn’t stop thinking about Kyle. What really bothered me the most is that I thought we had a connection that was more sensual than just sexual based. Yeah, I had three intense orgasms while fucking Skylar, but with the slow love making Kyle and I experienced together, was intense on a much higher level. Ideally, a relationship with Kyle could be spiced up a bit with having a good fuck every now and then with a little twink like Skylar. That thought rattled around in my brain, causing me to get hard again just at thought of fucking Skylar.
The following night I decided to go to the gym after work. I pretty much had a perpetual hard on the entire day at work, and when I got up from my desk to go to a meeting, I thought my co-worker Beth was going to choke on her coffee when she looked up from her desk just in time to see me adjust myself as I walked by. Time to work out again, time to work off my increasing sexual energy in a non-sexual way. Yeah, right. Good luck.
At the gym, every young and thin guy resembled Skylar, and every tall, muscular, jock with a swimmer’s build resembled Kyle. Running on the treadmill in my red Nike tee shirt and gray sweatpants was not very easy, and if it wasn’t for the TV above the bikes in front of me and my music on my I-phone, I would have not been able to run at all. Thankfully, the rest of my workout was mostly distraction free, as all the hot guys had left by the time I finished doing the circuit weight machines. By the time I had showered, got back home, had eaten a little dinner, I was ready for a night of sleep. It wasn’t long after slipping between the sheets naked, that I drifted off to sleep.
The next day at work was better. I was focused, had plenty of work, had conversations with clients on the phone, had little time to think about sex. Thought about stopping at the bar on the way home, but opted to take a walk down State Street. Only busses, bikers, skateboarders, and cops are allowed. I decided to pop in a coffee shop and grab a caramel mocha latte before continuing a walk on the nice fall afternoon back towards my apartment, when I saw Skylar riding his skateboard on the street. As I got by latte and walked out, I noticed another guy with a similar build also on a skateboard riding closely behind. Jet black hair, longer than Skylar’s flowed out from underneath a gray knit hat. Rayban’s, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, torn jeans, and black skateboard shoes on – typical skateboard punk. Was he with Skylar? I felt my cock stirring in my boxer briefs. I began walking in the same direction as they were, and as I got close to the next cross street, I noticed they had stopped to sit on a park bench. Just as I reached their bench, Skylar turned just in time to see me. “Hey, how’s it going?” he said, nodding his head up, acknowledging me. “Great. Nice to see you again.” I replied. “Um, hey, uh, this is my friend Evan. I told him about you.” Now my cock was starting to get hard. “Hey Evan, what’s up?” all Evan responded with was “Hey.” The sun hit his Rayban’s just right and I could see his eyes checking out my growing cock. The idea suddenly hit my brain that I just might have two skateboard twinks to have fun with and not just one. Certainly, doing Skylar again would be great fun, but the attitude and the idea of playing with Evan was growing as fast as my cock. Thinking with my cock, I blurted out boldly: “So maybe you guys ought to stop by my place later if you’re up for some fun. I’d like to get to know you too, Evan.” Both boys looked at each other, and with an impish grin, and said “Sure, why not.” I pretty much walked home with a raging hard on with the thought of what might transpire over the next few hours. Fucking two twinks at once would be a fucking wet dream come true. I just didn’t know how fucked up the night was going to get.
Just as I stepped out of the shower, the door buzzed. On the camera I saw Skylar and Evan, skateboards in hand. I buzzed them in, and moments later, they were at my door. I let them in, and suddenly felt a little awkward. With Skylar, I had pretty much said nothing, was completely in charge and was pretty much a dick about it. Now I felt like I had to play this situation a little easier. When they entered my apartment, Skylar looked at me and said “It’s nice to see you again. I told Evan about you and your place. We’re ready for some fun.” With that, he set his backpack and skateboard down, and both he and Evan sat down on my sofa. I asked them if they wanted something to drink, and they both asked for a beer. Assuming they were both 21, I gave them each a beer, and I had one as well. I was eager to get this going, so I asked, “So Skylar, I know what you like, but tell me Evan, how about you, what do you like to do?” “Well man, I like sucking, being sucked, fucking, and being fucked. So that makes me pretty much verse, huh?” The idea of fucking both of these twinks made my cock spring to action, and it was obvious to both guys. The Evan asked, “So Sky tells me you’re pretty big, huh?” With a smug look on my face I replied, “So I’ve been told.” With that I walked over to both of them, and told him to check for himself. As he touched my growing dick from the outside of my sweats, it was nearly ready to jump out of my shorts. “Mmm!” Evan exclaimed. “I can’t wait to taste that monster dick of yours. But first can I have another beer?” I obliged, setting my beer on the table next to where Skylar was sitting. When I brought Evan his second beer, I sat down and took a few drinks from my beer, and called Skylar over to me, and told him to start sucking me. He looked at Evan, and then smiled, and as I pulled down my sweatpants and shorts, revealing my now rock-hard cock, he knelt before me and began to lick all around the base and shaft of my cock. He did this for about five minutes or so, and as I finished my beer, I motioned for Evan to come over and join Skylar. Taking a swig of his beer, he took of his stocking cap, sweatshirt and white muscle shirt, exposing a slight patch of black chest hair that flowed from his upper chest to his navel, where a thin line of black hair led to the waist band of his ripped black jeans. He wasn’t nearly as thin as Skylar – he probably had close to a thirty-two inch waist and a nice bubble butt. I didn’t necessarily like fucking bubble butts, but for this cutie I’d make an exception. Both guys had their shirts off now, and I noticed a few bruising marks around Skylar’s nipples that I guess were hickeys. As they continued to tongue worship my cock, my pre-cum was now flowing while I ran my fingers through their long straight hair. “Let’s go to my room” was one of the last things I recalled saying.
In my room on my king-sized bed, Skylar had stripped down, but Evan still had his boxers on. I thought he was being a bit shy. I was feeling a bit tired for some reason, but still was rock hard. I laid on my back and pulled Skylar to me, and as he knelt over me, I started sucking his now erect thin five-inch cock. Easily it was buried in my mouth, with his sack planted firmly against my chin. I loved how he tasted. Evan was rubbing Skylar’s ass, and stroking my cock at the same time. Just the idea of having two twinks in my bed at the same time had me so fucking turned on, but I was getting kind of groggy, and suddenly before I knew what happened, I passed out.
When I came to, I tried to move my arms and legs, but they wouldn’t move. I had been tied to my bed, on my stomach, spread eagle. I tried to talk, but realized something tasted like cotton. I realized my boxer briefs were stuffed in my mouth. Holy fuck I thought to myself, what have I gotten myself into now? Furthermore, where were Skylar and Evan? I looked over at the sofa in my room, and saw the two of them sucking each other. Skylar was on top of Evan, and in Skylar’s mouth was a cock that was thicker and longer than mine. Evan had a monster cock that looked to be at least ten inches long and THICK. I still couldn’t comprehend what was going on, but as Evan looked over and saw me awake, the two guys stopped sucking each other and got up off the sofa and walked over to my bed. Since they tied me up on the right side of the bed, there was plenty of room for them to continue sucking each other on the bed right next to me. “What’s up big boy? Feeling a bit cocky now, are we? Think you still have a big dick? You’re soon going to get to know what a really big dick feels like! You fucked with my boyfriend, now I’m going to fuck with you!” I could feel my stomach quiver a bit when Evan said, “I’m going to FUCK with you!” No one had ever fucked me before, and the idea of trying to be a bottom never at all interested me. I was the one who fucked, not got fucked. That was all going to change. I felt like it was all a dream, or a nightmare. They must have slipped something in my beer when I went to get Evan another beer. Everything seemed to be underwater, and I was slipping in and out of consciousness.
I didn’t realize that Evan had put two pillows underneath my stomach, which caused my ass to stick up, with my cock and balls still between my legs, but pointing down towards the bed along the side of the pillow. I then felt someone tonguing my hairy, virgin hole, and figured that it must have been Skylar, as Evan was sitting cross legged on the bed by me, stroking his cock. His expert tongue felt awesome, and I began to moan in delight. What I had hoped then did happen. Skylar, with his small, thin, dick, positioned himself over me. I felt a slight pressure on my hole, but was too out of it to resist. Resisting would have been futile anyway, as they had my feet and hands tied tightly to the bed posts. For whatever reason, Skylar could not break past my sphincter. Once a bottom, never a top, I remember thinking. I thought I remember hearing Evan tell him “What’s the matter, pussy, can’t be like a man and fuck his tight hole? Oh yeah, I forgot faggot, you like to be fucked. Let me show you how it’s done.” Now my worst fear was going to come true. A defeated Skylar switched places with Evan, and before things got real fuzzy, I remembered hearing Evan spit on my ass and the feel of his saliva on my hole as he began to work the head of his huge meat into my virgin hole. The hot, hard head slowly started to stretch me, and as he finally broke through my sphincter, I tried to scream as the intense pain ripped through my rectum, but my briefs, which were still in my mouth, muffled any sort of scream that I tried to muster. Deeper and deeper he plunged his cock into my ass. With each stroke, he stretched my rectum. I then felt a strange sort of pleasure develop, as his rock-hard head pressed against my full prostate. I could feel my own dick getting hard from it, but couldn’t really completely comprehend what was happening, drifting in and out from the pleasure mixed with pain. When it felt like he was fully inside me, I felt what must have been his huge full ball sack against mine. All the way in, I thought the pain was bad, but then he began to thrust in and out of my ass, fucking me the same way I had ruthlessly fucked Skylar. I blacked out again, coming to only when I felt his hands, with his long fingernails grab my shoulders as he buried his cock as far into me as it could go, unleashing a massive orgasm into my rectum. Pulse after pulse I could feel his cock throbbing as it deposited his hot seed deep inside me. I couldn’t tell if I was hard or not, although the response to his pulsing cock inside my ass was a twitching that had the making of a dry orgasm that felt very strange, yet somewhat pleasurable
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Thinking he was done, and hoping he would pull out, I felt my body relax, thinking the ordeal might be over. Wrong. As he pulled out, I heard him tell Skylar, “His ass is open now, so come on faggot, prove yourself a man and fuck him. Get revenge for what he did to you while I rest a minute and then fuck his tight as again!” Sure enough, I felt Skylar’s little dick easily slip into me, and before long he deposited his first load in me. A minute later, Evan was back to abuse my aching ass again. I drifted out of consciousness again, only to come to when he shot his second load inside me. Then Skylar, jumped back, came, and Evan started fucking me a third time. By now my ass was so sore I thought it was going to be ripped apart. But this time, I felt a tongue on the underside of my cock. As it got hard, the tongue and mouth of Skylar licked and sucked my cock while Evan fucked away in my abused hole, fucking me like a whore with four full loads lubricating my tortured hole. This time I didn’t black out, but felt my own orgasm building, and just as Evan deposited his third massive load of cum in my stretched and aching cum-filled hole, the twitching in my prostate and throbbing cock that was being licked and sucked by Skylar, shot a massive load onto my bed.
I passed out again, and when I awoke, the fog in my brain was gone. So were Skylar and Evan. The room was dark, and quiet. They had left, and once again I was alone. My ass hurt like crazy, and as I moved, I realized the ropes had been removed from my hands and feet. Slowly I tried to move. My legs, ass, arms, hands, and insides all hurt like a mother fucker. Worse yet, I felt like I had to sit on the toilet. I got up, made my way to the bathroom, and barely sat on the toilet when all of the loads of cum shot out of my aching rectum. Looking into to the toilet, there must have been about two shot glasses of cum that came out of my ass. My head hurt, and I felt dizzy. So this is what it felt like to be a bottom bitch, and to be used like an faggot whore I thought to myself. I washed my hands, left the bathroom and went to the bedroom. The spot on the sheets where I came was at least four inches in diameter, which makes me think I came more than once. I had lost all sense of time, and didn’t realize it was 3 am. Collapsing on the bed, I immediately fell sound asleep.
The following night I decided to go to the gym after work. I pretty much had a perpetual hard on the entire day at work, and when I got up from my desk to go to a meeting, I thought my co-worker Beth was going to choke on her coffee when she looked up from her desk just in time to see me adjust myself as I walked by. Time to work out again, time to work off my increasing sexual energy in a non-sexual way. Yeah, right. Good luck.
At the gym, every young and thin guy resembled Skylar, and every tall, muscular, jock with a swimmer’s build resembled Kyle. Running on the treadmill in my red Nike tee shirt and gray sweatpants was not very easy, and if it wasn’t for the TV above the bikes in front of me and my music on my I-phone, I would have not been able to run at all. Thankfully, the rest of my workout was mostly distraction free, as all the hot guys had left by the time I finished doing the circuit weight machines. By the time I had showered, got back home, had eaten a little dinner, I was ready for a night of sleep. It wasn’t long after slipping between the sheets naked, that I drifted off to sleep.
The next day at work was better. I was focused, had plenty of work, had conversations with clients on the phone, had little time to think about sex. Thought about stopping at the bar on the way home, but opted to take a walk down State Street. Only busses, bikers, skateboarders, and cops are allowed. I decided to pop in a coffee shop and grab a caramel mocha latte before continuing a walk on the nice fall afternoon back towards my apartment, when I saw Skylar riding his skateboard on the street. As I got by latte and walked out, I noticed another guy with a similar build also on a skateboard riding closely behind. Jet black hair, longer than Skylar’s flowed out from underneath a gray knit hat. Rayban’s, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, torn jeans, and black skateboard shoes on – typical skateboard punk. Was he with Skylar? I felt my cock stirring in my boxer briefs. I began walking in the same direction as they were, and as I got close to the next cross street, I noticed they had stopped to sit on a park bench. Just as I reached their bench, Skylar turned just in time to see me. “Hey, how’s it going?” he said, nodding his head up, acknowledging me. “Great. Nice to see you again.” I replied. “Um, hey, uh, this is my friend Evan. I told him about you.” Now my cock was starting to get hard. “Hey Evan, what’s up?” all Evan responded with was “Hey.” The sun hit his Rayban’s just right and I could see his eyes checking out my growing cock. The idea suddenly hit my brain that I just might have two skateboard twinks to have fun with and not just one. Certainly, doing Skylar again would be great fun, but the attitude and the idea of playing with Evan was growing as fast as my cock. Thinking with my cock, I blurted out boldly: “So maybe you guys ought to stop by my place later if you’re up for some fun. I’d like to get to know you too, Evan.” Both boys looked at each other, and with an impish grin, and said “Sure, why not.” I pretty much walked home with a raging hard on with the thought of what might transpire over the next few hours. Fucking two twinks at once would be a fucking wet dream come true. I just didn’t know how fucked up the night was going to get.
Just as I stepped out of the shower, the door buzzed. On the camera I saw Skylar and Evan, skateboards in hand. I buzzed them in, and moments later, they were at my door. I let them in, and suddenly felt a little awkward. With Skylar, I had pretty much said nothing, was completely in charge and was pretty much a dick about it. Now I felt like I had to play this situation a little easier. When they entered my apartment, Skylar looked at me and said “It’s nice to see you again. I told Evan about you and your place. We’re ready for some fun.” With that, he set his backpack and skateboard down, and both he and Evan sat down on my sofa. I asked them if they wanted something to drink, and they both asked for a beer. Assuming they were both 21, I gave them each a beer, and I had one as well. I was eager to get this going, so I asked, “So Skylar, I know what you like, but tell me Evan, how about you, what do you like to do?” “Well man, I like sucking, being sucked, fucking, and being fucked. So that makes me pretty much verse, huh?” The idea of fucking both of these twinks made my cock spring to action, and it was obvious to both guys. The Evan asked, “So Sky tells me you’re pretty big, huh?” With a smug look on my face I replied, “So I’ve been told.” With that I walked over to both of them, and told him to check for himself. As he touched my growing dick from the outside of my sweats, it was nearly ready to jump out of my shorts. “Mmm!” Evan exclaimed. “I can’t wait to taste that monster dick of yours. But first can I have another beer?” I obliged, setting my beer on the table next to where Skylar was sitting. When I brought Evan his second beer, I sat down and took a few drinks from my beer, and called Skylar over to me, and told him to start sucking me. He looked at Evan, and then smiled, and as I pulled down my sweatpants and shorts, revealing my now rock-hard cock, he knelt before me and began to lick all around the base and shaft of my cock. He did this for about five minutes or so, and as I finished my beer, I motioned for Evan to come over and join Skylar. Taking a swig of his beer, he took of his stocking cap, sweatshirt and white muscle shirt, exposing a slight patch of black chest hair that flowed from his upper chest to his navel, where a thin line of black hair led to the waist band of his ripped black jeans. He wasn’t nearly as thin as Skylar – he probably had close to a thirty-two inch waist and a nice bubble butt. I didn’t necessarily like fucking bubble butts, but for this cutie I’d make an exception. Both guys had their shirts off now, and I noticed a few bruising marks around Skylar’s nipples that I guess were hickeys. As they continued to tongue worship my cock, my pre-cum was now flowing while I ran my fingers through their long straight hair. “Let’s go to my room” was one of the last things I recalled saying.
In my room on my king-sized bed, Skylar had stripped down, but Evan still had his boxers on. I thought he was being a bit shy. I was feeling a bit tired for some reason, but still was rock hard. I laid on my back and pulled Skylar to me, and as he knelt over me, I started sucking his now erect thin five-inch cock. Easily it was buried in my mouth, with his sack planted firmly against my chin. I loved how he tasted. Evan was rubbing Skylar’s ass, and stroking my cock at the same time. Just the idea of having two twinks in my bed at the same time had me so fucking turned on, but I was getting kind of groggy, and suddenly before I knew what happened, I passed out.
When I came to, I tried to move my arms and legs, but they wouldn’t move. I had been tied to my bed, on my stomach, spread eagle. I tried to talk, but realized something tasted like cotton. I realized my boxer briefs were stuffed in my mouth. Holy fuck I thought to myself, what have I gotten myself into now? Furthermore, where were Skylar and Evan? I looked over at the sofa in my room, and saw the two of them sucking each other. Skylar was on top of Evan, and in Skylar’s mouth was a cock that was thicker and longer than mine. Evan had a monster cock that looked to be at least ten inches long and THICK. I still couldn’t comprehend what was going on, but as Evan looked over and saw me awake, the two guys stopped sucking each other and got up off the sofa and walked over to my bed. Since they tied me up on the right side of the bed, there was plenty of room for them to continue sucking each other on the bed right next to me. “What’s up big boy? Feeling a bit cocky now, are we? Think you still have a big dick? You’re soon going to get to know what a really big dick feels like! You fucked with my boyfriend, now I’m going to fuck with you!” I could feel my stomach quiver a bit when Evan said, “I’m going to FUCK with you!” No one had ever fucked me before, and the idea of trying to be a bottom never at all interested me. I was the one who fucked, not got fucked. That was all going to change. I felt like it was all a dream, or a nightmare. They must have slipped something in my beer when I went to get Evan another beer. Everything seemed to be underwater, and I was slipping in and out of consciousness.
I didn’t realize that Evan had put two pillows underneath my stomach, which caused my ass to stick up, with my cock and balls still between my legs, but pointing down towards the bed along the side of the pillow. I then felt someone tonguing my hairy, virgin hole, and figured that it must have been Skylar, as Evan was sitting cross legged on the bed by me, stroking his cock. His expert tongue felt awesome, and I began to moan in delight. What I had hoped then did happen. Skylar, with his small, thin, dick, positioned himself over me. I felt a slight pressure on my hole, but was too out of it to resist. Resisting would have been futile anyway, as they had my feet and hands tied tightly to the bed posts. For whatever reason, Skylar could not break past my sphincter. Once a bottom, never a top, I remember thinking. I thought I remember hearing Evan tell him “What’s the matter, pussy, can’t be like a man and fuck his tight hole? Oh yeah, I forgot faggot, you like to be fucked. Let me show you how it’s done.” Now my worst fear was going to come true. A defeated Skylar switched places with Evan, and before things got real fuzzy, I remembered hearing Evan spit on my ass and the feel of his saliva on my hole as he began to work the head of his huge meat into my virgin hole. The hot, hard head slowly started to stretch me, and as he finally broke through my sphincter, I tried to scream as the intense pain ripped through my rectum, but my briefs, which were still in my mouth, muffled any sort of scream that I tried to muster. Deeper and deeper he plunged his cock into my ass. With each stroke, he stretched my rectum. I then felt a strange sort of pleasure develop, as his rock-hard head pressed against my full prostate. I could feel my own dick getting hard from it, but couldn’t really completely comprehend what was happening, drifting in and out from the pleasure mixed with pain. When it felt like he was fully inside me, I felt what must have been his huge full ball sack against mine. All the way in, I thought the pain was bad, but then he began to thrust in and out of my ass, fucking me the same way I had ruthlessly fucked Skylar. I blacked out again, coming to only when I felt his hands, with his long fingernails grab my shoulders as he buried his cock as far into me as it could go, unleashing a massive orgasm into my rectum. Pulse after pulse I could feel his cock throbbing as it deposited his hot seed deep inside me. I couldn’t tell if I was hard or not, although the response to his pulsing cock inside my ass was a twitching that had the making of a dry orgasm that felt very strange, yet somewhat pleasurable
.
Thinking he was done, and hoping he would pull out, I felt my body relax, thinking the ordeal might be over. Wrong. As he pulled out, I heard him tell Skylar, “His ass is open now, so come on faggot, prove yourself a man and fuck him. Get revenge for what he did to you while I rest a minute and then fuck his tight as again!” Sure enough, I felt Skylar’s little dick easily slip into me, and before long he deposited his first load in me. A minute later, Evan was back to abuse my aching ass again. I drifted out of consciousness again, only to come to when he shot his second load inside me. Then Skylar, jumped back, came, and Evan started fucking me a third time. By now my ass was so sore I thought it was going to be ripped apart. But this time, I felt a tongue on the underside of my cock. As it got hard, the tongue and mouth of Skylar licked and sucked my cock while Evan fucked away in my abused hole, fucking me like a whore with four full loads lubricating my tortured hole. This time I didn’t black out, but felt my own orgasm building, and just as Evan deposited his third massive load of cum in my stretched and aching cum-filled hole, the twitching in my prostate and throbbing cock that was being licked and sucked by Skylar, shot a massive load onto my bed.
I passed out again, and when I awoke, the fog in my brain was gone. So were Skylar and Evan. The room was dark, and quiet. They had left, and once again I was alone. My ass hurt like crazy, and as I moved, I realized the ropes had been removed from my hands and feet. Slowly I tried to move. My legs, ass, arms, hands, and insides all hurt like a mother fucker. Worse yet, I felt like I had to sit on the toilet. I got up, made my way to the bathroom, and barely sat on the toilet when all of the loads of cum shot out of my aching rectum. Looking into to the toilet, there must have been about two shot glasses of cum that came out of my ass. My head hurt, and I felt dizzy. So this is what it felt like to be a bottom bitch, and to be used like an faggot whore I thought to myself. I washed my hands, left the bathroom and went to the bedroom. The spot on the sheets where I came was at least four inches in diameter, which makes me think I came more than once. I had lost all sense of time, and didn’t realize it was 3 am. Collapsing on the bed, I immediately fell sound asleep.
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