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These events are fictional, but based on fantasy…

All through his teenage life Hugo wondered what it would be like to have an older man to penetrate his ass hole and to have to his way with him. Hugo was sixteen and a total virgin. He had a lovely body, not too muscular and yet not too slim and was so smooth and pale.

When he wondered what he’d like to do in later life something that always appealed was working in a hotel, and so through his school had a weeks work experience organised at a very plush hotel near his home. He had to write to the manager to introduce himself and explain what he wanted from the experience. It turned out that the manager’s name was Carl Lucas and he was to report to him on his first day.

When that arrived Hugo was dressed up very smartly and as usual, horny as hell. He told the receptionist who he was and that he needed to see the manager. She duly obliged and a few minutes later a handsome man, in his mid to late thirties walked out and greeted Hugo. He had thick black hair and was of average build. The two had a brief chat before Carl had to leave. As he said goodbye Hugo smiled at him and Mr. Lucas gave him a wink as he walked away.

Most of the week was spent with different people from different departments learning about what their job entails but Hugo always kept an eye out for the manager and couldn’t wait for the day they had scheduled together on Friday. The teenager couldn’t stop thinking about this handsome man who he barely knew and who had only exchanged a few words with him…but the wink gave Hugo other ideas.

On Friday he made a big effort to look his best and left no stone unturned in his grooming. At 8.30am sharp he reported to the manager’s office and his cock tingled with excitement. His six inch cock was constrained in the skimpiest pair of boxer shorts he could find and it was almost impossible for him to get an erection in them. He knocked on the door and was told to come in.

“Ah, Hugo, come in, come in. I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend more time with you this week” Hugo was sorry too. “But in my job you don’t get much free time.”

“I can understand Mr. Lucas, don’t worry.” The teenager replied.

“Please call me Carl, its much more informal” Replied the manager.

Most of the morning was spent in Carl’s office helping with paperwork and cleaning the place up. When bending down to clean a book shelf, Hugo noticed Carl checking him out in a window reflection. Hugo smiled to himself and cleaned that bit one more time.

In the afternoon Carl got a phone call from reception saying that he was needed down there for a minute, he told Hugo this and went out the door. This was a perfect opportunity for a bit of poke around Hugo thought and started to have a look around Carl’s desk. There was a picture of a woman in her thirties, and two children, both little girls among the items on top of the desk. What Hugo found most interesting though was in the bottom draw, under some paper. Several magazines which included several gay porno ones with pictures of men with other men on the front. A quick flick through was enough to arouse Hugo, but the sound of Carl returning made him hurriedly stash the magazines back in the bottom draw. He got up and immediately made it look like he was doing something. Carl came back into the room and said,

“Look Hugo, I’m sorry I’ve kept you in here all day, but I’m sure you’d understand that its useful for me to have an assistant for a bit. Now that we’ve got a bit of free time, would you like to experience some more ‘hands on’ work?” Hugo knew exactly what this meant as he’d been getting signals all day and he immediately felt some activity in his pants.

“Sure thing, I can’t wait! Lets go.” Was the enthusiastic reply from the teenager.

Carl lead Hugo up some stairs and down a long corridor full of rooms and explained that he’d like to show him what a manager does around the place. They stopped at a room number 84 and with his master key, Carl opened the door.

“After you,” he smiled looking into Hugo’s eyes.

Carl turned the lights on and they revealed a room with four poster double bed, very comfy looking sofas and a huge window which had fantastic views over the city. There was an en-suite bathroom and the whole room must have cost a fortune. As Hugo was admiring the room, he heard the door close behind hum and felt Carl’s strong hand grasp his ass as he came from behind and pressed his body against his young companion. His other hand reached round and cupped Hugo’s bulging package. He stared to kiss his neck and Hugo’s heart raced as they moved closer to the bed.

Finally Carl picked Hugo up in his arms and carried him over to the waiting bed; he put him down and dived into a long, hard kiss. He pulled away and started to unbutton the teenager’s shirt. Hugo looked up at him, his mouth still open from their passionate embrace and struggling to believe this was happening. Carl threw the shirt on the floor and looked down onto the torso of the boy, he wanted more and moved downwards and pulled off Hugo’s shoes and socks, then started to undo his trousers. As he pulled them down the longing sensation in his penis grew even stronger. The trousers joined the shirt on the floor, and Carl stared down at this beautiful virgin boy in front of him just waiting to be fucked.

The thirty five year old too started to undress and was eventually stark naked on top of the 18 year old. Carl had little hair on his chest and was in good shape for his age, his nine inch penis was erect and waiting. With desire and longing Carl pulled down Hugo’s tight little boxers to reveal a stunningly erect penis. The two stayed staring at each other for a moment before Carl started to rub the inside of Hugo’s thighs and caress his penis and the started sucking it like his life depended on it.

Hugo lay there in heaven with his arms beside his head breathing deeply as he had never experienced a blow job before. He felt like his penis was ready to explode with cum as Carl wrapped his mouth around it, at the moment of he started to grip the pillow and then offloaded his cum into Carl’s hot mouth. It felt so good for his first time and Hugo sighed with satisfaction.

Still lying there, Carl moved his crouch up Hugo’s chest until his cock was level with his mouth. The teenager didn’t need a second invitation and longingly put the man’s penis in his mouth and started to suck as Carl wrapped his hands round Hugo’s head and felt his soft hair.

Before he could cum, Carl drew away and handed Hugo some lubrication oil from his trouser pocket on the floor.


“Use this; you’re going to need it.” He said in a half serious tone.

Hugo started to lube Carl’s penis up and was about to put some in his own ass, before Carl stopped him and said that he’d like to do it. Hugo didn’t know what to expect next, as he had never been penetrated before, and Carl wasn’t exactly small.

With the lavish bed covers on the floor, Hugo got on his hands and knees with anticipation. Carl started to lick the teenager’s ringhole and then applied plenty of lubricant as he knew it would be tight. It had been so long since he’d had a boy as fresh as this and couldn’t wait to get ‘stuck in’.

Hugo felt the man’s hands on his waist and then felt his penis head on his ringhole. He breathed in, ready for what was to come.

“Be gentle, it’s my first time.” He whispered

“Of course, just tell me what you’re feeling.” Was the reply.

As he felt Carl’s penis slide into his ass, Hugo was alight with excitement, but this soon turned to pain as the thirty five year olds penis went further and further inside.

“Stop, stop, wait for a bit, it hurts!” cried the teenager.

They waited for a bit then decided to continue, the pain eventually turned to pleasure, as Hugo felt Carl’s ball sack hit his. He then started to hump the 18 year old and it soon turned into a vigorous frenzy of sweat, screaming and heavy breathing.

“Oh, yeah, don’t stop Carl! Mmm, yeah, go on! Go on! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

“Yeah, you like that don’t you; take it all Hugo, yeah!”

Hugo reached his hand to his penis and started to masturbate it as Carl continued to hump him. He’d waited for this for so long and now it was finally happening, it was better than he ever imagined it would be.

Carl was thinking how tight this ass was and he started to slap his lover’s thigh as he felt like he was about to cum. He couldn’t believe he had fitted his nine inch penis up this boy’s ass, but boy did it feel good. He gripped the smooth flesh in front of him harder and harder as they progressed.

“Yeah Hugo, yeah, take it, oh God yeah!” he screamed louder and louder.

Carl sped up and then his penis exploded with cum inside the teenager’s ass. The two stayed in the position for a moment, then as Hugo cumed, he took his penis out, and heard a large sigh of relief from the boy in front of him.

Hugo lay there, feeling extreme pleasure and relief at what had just happened. Carl had his arms round him and they were under a sheet. He had just had mad, passionate sex with an older man and now knew what he felt like, and didn’t it feel good. As they were both hot and sweaty Carl felt that a shower was in order and asked Hugo to go and turn it on and get inside. Carl looked in with satisfaction as he watched the naked 18 year old walk to the en-suite. ‘Boy he has a hot ass’ he thought.

As Hugo went to turn the shower on his ass was incredibly sore but he didn’t mind, he just hoped that he would be joined in the shower cubicle by the man who just fucked him. When he felt that the water was warm enough he got inside and sure enough through the steam he saw the door open and Carl stepped inside, with his penis fully erect again.

Carl was surprised how quickly he was able to get an erection, so soon after what he had just done, but the lure of a hot teenager in a shower obviously helped his cause. He moved close up to Hugo and started to apply shower gel to his smooth naked body. Soon the temptation was overwhelming and he started to kiss him then turned him round and started to rub that hot ass. His penis was so hard now he just had, and started to ease it into that ass again.

Hugo started to breathe heavily again as he felt Carl’s nine incher work its way up his anal passage. The thirty five year olds hands were wrapped around his waist and Hugo put his hands against the tiled wall. He felt Carl’s heavy breathing on his neck as he started to get into a rhythm. This time though Carl’s penis had gone what felt like even further up and Hugo started to scream and moan as Carl went in harder and harder.

The young boys screaming just spurred him on and he pumped that ass harder and harder as the moans and screams increased. He felt the warmth of Hugo’s body pressed against his and he reached his hand round and started to rub Hugo’s penis and they both worked up into frenzy. Harder and harder Carl humped and more violently than before as it was hard to cum so soon after he had a few minutes ago.

The pain now was getting to the point of unbearable, but the pleasure it involved countered the urge to stop and Hugo continued to moan as this was far more hardcore than anything the 18 year old had even dreamed off. He felt Carl’s body pressed against his and his experienced hands rubbing his now very hard penis. Finally Carl cummed and withdrew from Hugo’s’ ass, which pounded with pain.

The huge sigh of relief then teenager let out, just showed how hard and how far Carl went and it must have been the best sex he had ever had with another male, certainly better than that he has with his wife. He turned to face Hugo and kissed him while his hands ran down his body. He felt the tender hands of his lover hold him and they remained like that for several minutes

After a while, due to Carl’s busy schedule, they had to get changed and it was time for Hugo to leave the hotel, as his weeks ‘work’ experience was up. The two lovers said their goodbyes, and promised to meet again but Hugo was sure to be visiting this hotel in the near future.

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XVIII. Beauty and the beast. So I finally got to meet the boyfriend. Surreal! He was one of those big, burly, biker-types. His arms (and who knows what else) covered in tats, the seriouso kind. I'll bet anything some of them are prison tattoos. Long gray hair tied back in a grizzled ponytail. Grizzled beard, too. He was exactly the kind of guy that every dad shudders to imagine his daughter will bring home one day. And here my dad was bringing him home to me! See what I mean by...

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Patchwork People XIX First draft people

XIX. First draft people. An occasional bat flickered across the stars overhead. The gardenias and hibiscus had long drawn in their petal- awnings. Across the lawn, the hunched bushes looked like a queue of black-robed monks marching back to their monastery. And in the middle distance, fireflies marked a secondary night-sky of transitory constellations in what might have been an even more unpredictable universe than the one we find ourselves inhabiting, one that blinks in an out of...

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Patchwork People XX Glass Houses

XX. Glass houses. To the sadly uninitiated, a bicycle is simply a convenient means of transportation, low-tech, eco-friendly, inexpensive, ultra-democratic. For the fitness conscious, it's a superior form of practical exercise: you could get your aerobic workout and run errands at the same time. For others, the bicycle endures as the conveyance of childhood memories--tricycle, Big Wheels, training wheels, scraped knees and paper routes. However to someone like Walt, a bicycle was all...

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Patchwork People XXI Full Xanax moments

XXI. Full Xanax moments. Her heart skipped a beat before her brain was fully conscious of the reason. There'd been a total communications blackout between them of several years running but Marcia recognized Claire's old email address immediately. She remembered, too, clicking open the message, the standard post-divorce tone of Claire's emails: terse, authoritative, and demanding. Then, as now, Claire communicated with Marcia as she would with a subordinate whose compliance was taken...

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Patchwork People XXII The xfactor

XXII. The x factor. It was a strange council they made that evening sitting on Grace's porch. Walt and Marcia, Claire, and, of course, Grace herself, puttering about busily, trying to make everyone comfortable. It brought to mind those old photographs of Yalta, where Stalin, Roosevelt, and Churchill posed with forced congeniality for the camera, the most unlikely and unnatural of allies, each of them knowing full well that their cooperation was only temporary. That the moment the...

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Patchwork People XXIII Strange Geography

XXIII. Strange geography. They really should teach more geography at school, that's what I'm thinking. I mean, I've got to get to New Mexico, but I'm not even sure where it is. In the Southwest, somewheres, which is good enough to say, if you're living two thousand miles away in New Jersey and have no intention of ever actually going there. I don't even know if it comes before or after Arizona. I'm in Oklahoma now, a really godawful place from what I can see of it, which isn't...

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Patchwork People XXIV Cactus Country

XXIV. Cactus country. The day was cool and clear. An auspicious day for new beginnings. The cloudless sky stretched tight, a blue tarpaulin snapped to the horizon. It was almost enough to give Marcia a feeling of hope. Between all the preparations, hastily made as they'd been, throwing together a pair of travel bags, gassing up the truck, collecting maps and whatnot, they were on the road a little later than they'd planned. Traveling south on I-640, traffic was still light but picked...

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Patchwork People XXV Whos Your Daddy

XXV. Who's your daddy? When they asked me at the hospital who my parents were, who my emergency contact was, I guess you can say that I kind of panicked. They were making it pretty clear they weren't going to let me out of here on my own, no way, so I had to come up with someone. Who could I finger for the honor? Mom was out of the question, at this point, and once Marcia found out that I'd lied and basically stolen her money, which I'm sure she must have realized by now, she wasn't...

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Patchwork People XXVI The great escape

XXVI. The great escape. One could imagine a thousand things going wrong, but there was no hitch at the hospital. Their quickly improvised charade worked like a charm. Walt's performance as Phoebe's concerned but understandably angry father was spot-on. Marcia, in her supporting role as distraught mom, hadn't had to act at all. There were the usual papers and forms to sign, a brief interview with a representative from the Chupadero police department and another with a representative...

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Patchwork People XXVII Just south of normal

XXVII. Just south of normal. For the next month, they very much resembled a real family. In the meantime, peace talks with Claire continued, though they were touch-and- go. Grace had gently offered to help mediate and Marcia gratefully accepted her offer. Grace was making progress, working her indelible magic, but it was magic in slow motion. In Claire, she'd met her match, a woman as resistant to miracles as they come. Marcia's ex was angry and would likely remain so, on some level,...

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Patchwork People XXVIII Departures

XXVIII. Departures. It was one of those mornings that seem unable to decide what it wants to be. Halfway to the airport, a fine rain blew up against the windshield of the pick-up. A few miles later, the sun unexpectedly broke out from a temporary gap in the impregnable line of gray clouds massed like battleships laying siege on the horizon It had finally been agreed that Phoebe would return to New Jersey and sign in to an outpatient rehab clinic. At the same time, she would take...

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Patchwork People XXIX When cows fly

XXIX. When cows fly. There are no cows outside the window at thirty thousand feet, no oil drills, no billboards, no fast food chain restaurants either. Nothing but space, space, and more space. You always expect to see things clearer on the way back from a journey. I'm not sure if anything is really different than it was before, but I do see it differently, and maybe that makes all the difference. We'll just have to wait and see. I'm not so mad anymore, I guess. That's one thing...

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Patchwork People XXX Book of Changes

XXX. Book of changes. One morning Marcia came into the Blue Cat and found Grace packing up the snow-globe collection. She carefully wrapped each plastic globe in newspaper before nesting it inside a box beside the others. "What happened? Did Mrs. Pritchard have second-thoughts about selling?" Marcia's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me you got a taker for the entire collection?" "Neither, I'm afraid," Grace said. Marcia began setting out that morning's baked selections....

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Patchwork People XXXI The wisdom of ghosts

XXXI. The wisdom of ghosts. Edgar Birdwell was an awful poet. There was just no two ways around it. It wasn't only that his language was stilted and clunky, antiquated even in his own day, or that his themes were self-censored, disguised in tortured euphemisms to the point of utter obscurity. He was simply a bad writer. There was a good reason he was self-published. Who else would? Birdwell had an ear with more tin in it than a can. Marcia's fantasy, ex- graduate student of...

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Patchwork People XXXII Welcome Home

XXXII. Welcome home. Autumn was now more than just a hint of wood-smoke in the nippy air of a summer evening. The trees had turned and the leaves were in free-fall. In the night sky, the constellations had subtly shifted position. The stars were sharper. The frogs and crickets had grown quieter. "Good evening ladies." Walt waved to them as he cruised passed the porch on the tandem. He was showing up all over town lately riding solo on that bicycle. He was becoming famous for it....

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Teamwork

Do you want to know a secret? I’m crazy about you. Of course I won’t actually say the words to you, but I’ll show you because it’s easier for me. Look at me. Look at my face when you smile at me, doesn’t it tell you everything that I won’t. Feel my fingertips on your arm as you drift into a sleep, they’ll continue to stroke you long after you’ve lost awareness and when I eventually fall asleep pressed up against your warmth, I’ll have a contented smile as I dream of you, as I dream that...

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In my business, I’m always being approached by local colleges to take on their students for work experience before they leave and have to try and find a job. A bit of free labour never goes amiss, so I usually agree to take them for a week or a fortnight and give them a chance to see what work is all about.Earlier this year, I was asked by the local college, as usual, if I would be happy to take some of their older students on. I agreed, and a day or two later the paperwork and CVs arrived on...

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Work Experience

I was new to the office. I had only started there two weeks ago having just finished uni’. Carla was the articles clerk and had worked there for about two years and I was her junior assistant. We worked for two solicitors, Peter and Mark. Both Carla and I worked behind a large, curved reception type desk and the doors to the partners’ offices were directly behind our area.Carla and I got on great from the start. She was tall, 26 years old, slim and very pretty with short, black hair that fell...

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Fireworks

Copyright© July 6 2005 She had been anticipating seeing the fireworks all day, and by 5pm, she was ready to go. She even took a shower without a reminder. Daddy shook his head, knowing that there was no convincing her that she did not have to be ready this early. After her shower, she dressed in a denim skirt and a top that tied behind her neck, the stretchy material snug across her accentuated breasts. Slipping into sandals, she asked daddy how she looked. "It looks like some little girl...

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Fireworks

I'm so glad that we decided to walk to the local park to see some 4th of July fireworks. the local TV station said that it should be a fantastic show - they even have live music! Now it is dusk, and the large crowd is filled with anticipation. we are sitting together on a soft blanket in the middle of the crowd and I have brought a second blanket to cover up our laps. As the first fireworks whistle skyward, every person there is looking up. boom! BOOM!! sparkle! crackle! BOOM!! the big show is...

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Coworker fucks my girlfriend

His girlfriend was a short girl. She was skinny with soft pale skin. Her breasts were small but still a nice handful. Her hair was a little short. Her features tended to make her look younger than her 21 years. His coworker swiped through the naked pictures of Mike's girlfriend. He was 44 years old white man. Had a bit of a gut and was a little hairy. Married with 3 kids to raise. He loved to look at girls and when Mike's girlfriend visited he eat her up with his eyes. Mike always wanted...

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Coworker and I leave to have gay sex behind his gf

After a long day of work, me and my coworker who had been secretly fucking, got the okay to leave early. We left his gf behind who still had some work to do as we said we'd go wait for her at their place. Excited we got into the car and I drove. Barely 5 minutes driving and his hand came over and pulled my cock out and he was stroking me. Trying to focus I told him to stop but he continued to tease me. Driving pass cars and people and looking from side to side. "Stop it.. I have to drive.." I...

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My Toy Boy Experience

My Sex Life is Restored.I decided to use the services of a toy boy to reintroduce myself to a sex life again, whilst at a golf tournament a couple of years ago following the death of my husband. I realised what I had enjoyed with him had not died with him, and I needed my sex drive to be rekindled. I had attended a massage clinic to prepare myself for the experience and Lucy the masseuse arranged for me to meet a man that would provide me with the services I desired.The sun finally set and I...

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