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Authors name: Matthew Shakespeare (jock12345@aol.com)
Story title : Mud Fucked
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Mud Fucked
by Matthew Shakespeare (jock12345@aol.com)
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A passionate gay encounter. (MM, rom)
***
I had barely pulled my jeans down past my knees when he
tackled me. Knocked to the ground flat on my back. I
frantically struggled to kick the pants off as his
mouth attacked mine with the hell-bent passion of a
starving man, raping and seducing me at the same time
with his tongue, hungrily pressing me to the dirt.
We were both starving men. I was starving, starving for
his body. I wanted it. Bad. He was still wearing a pair
of wet Calvin Klein boxer briefs, and as I ran my hands
over the smooth muscles of his lower back I slipped
both hands underneath the elastic to feel his buttocks.
They were smooth and quivering as we ground our bodies
against each other. Our chests rubbed together and his
flesh was smooth with hard adolescent muscle. Wet skin
against skin. We rubbed each other and prepared to
fuck.
My dick was completely rigid underneath the thin wet
cotton of my briefs, and as he ground his crotch
against mine I could feel the heat and the hardness of
his dick. He moved down to suck on my neck. The soft,
wet lips were everywhere, sometimes seductive,
brushing, teasing; sometimes rough as he nipped the
skin with this teeth. He sucked and licked all over my
ears, his hot breath sent shivers rushing through my
body.
"Tommy," I moaned. I said his name over and over again
till it pounded itself in my brain in sync with the
grinding of our hips. He wrapped his arms around me in
a powerful bear hug and our legs entwined themselves
together. I kissed him like he was kissing me, kissing
his beautiful face, his nose, his eyelashes, but always
returning to the wetness of his lips and the hot cavern
of his mouth. He licked my face playfully and I smiled
and kissed him again. And again. And again and again
until I wanted more, more than his mouth and his
beautiful green eyes.
I grabbed at the waistband of his underwear and tried
to push it down and off. He realized what I was doing
and then rolled over to help me. The Calvins came off
and I swallowed hard. There was his cock, erect and
begging for attention. It was about seven inches and
cut to perfection, topping off his sack which was
swollen with a set of nuts the size of plums.
His pubic hair was a shade darker than the blonde mop
on his head, and took that strawberry blonde to its
extreme. It was curly and golden, and caught the sun
spectacularly while throwing off highlights of copper
and red. The golden fleece of an Argonaut's desire and
the body of a god.
I reached down to quickly remove my own white Jockeys,
but Tommy made a flying leap for me again, so I just
reached down and ripped them off. We kissed again,
naked and close, but I wanted something more. We rolled
over so I was on top.
I wanted his cock. I wanted to make him bust a nut
right in my face, spew his thick white Tommy spunk all
over me. I broke off our kiss and moved down, pausing
momentarily to suck and bite his hard nipples, to run
my hands over his sides while I licked the hard
rippling flesh of his stomach. It was smooth and hot,
but I could feel his dick pressing achingly against my
chest.
I moved my face down and looked at it, hard and pulsing
with precum foaming at its tip. I wanted it. I wanted
to take it in my mouth. To suck it, to whip him into a
passionate frenzy and then feel him cum, spew his nuts
right into my mouth. I wanted to taste him. To taste
Tommy-spunk.
He grunted softly as I took the head between my lips
and into my mouth.
"Aw fuck!" he moaned. "Brett... yes, blow me, please.
Ungh! Yeah... oh, fuck..."
He was biting his bottom lip, moaning softly with his
eyes closed. He played with my ears and ran his fingers
through my hair. I kneaded his butt cheeks with my
hands, and felt them clench as I went down on his cock
and licked the head. I reached down with my hand and
began to stroke my cock. Our bodies were covered in
sweat and my hand slipped up and down its length
without difficulty. Tommy was so damned hot. His skin
of his dick was soft and it was warm and throbbing in
my mouth. I licked around the swollen head and felt his
body squirm with pleasure.
"Brett," he moaned, "wait." His eyes opened and he sat
up. "I want to blow you too, man. Lemme suck your
dick."
He pushed my mouth away long enough to move between my
legs so that we were sixty-nining. I felt his breath on
my nuts and I flinched. Then I felt his wet mouth on my
dick and gasped. Oh, god, I couldn't stand it. It was
driving me up the wall. I closed my eyes and saw
colors. Flashing lights. "Fuck!" I groaned hoarsely.
"Oh god, Tommy, man... oh fuck!"
He gripped my head with the thick muscles of his thighs
and squeezed. "Oh yes," he screamed around my cock,
"Fuck, yes!"
I looked at his face, sucking my dick with his eyes
closed, his face screwed up in passion. I saw the
hollow that formed in his cheeks as he sucked the
bulging of his temples as his jaw moved up and down.
Then I closed my eyes as I felt the instinct in him
take over and he begin to grind his hips. I did the
same, grinding against his face, fucking his hot, wet
mouth for all its worth. He was grunting now, soft
guttural "oh's and "uh's as the tempo of our fucking
increased.
"Brett... oh... oh... I think I'm about to come," he
gasped around the thick length of cock. He groaned.
"I'm gonna cum... yeah... oh, *fuck* I'm gonna cum!!!"
I grinned around his big Tommy-dick, feeling at the
same time my own orgasm rush to the surface. I knew his
was coming too. I felt the ferocity of his thrusts and
felt his muscles tighten, his butt cheeks clench
together. I sucked harder and heard him whimper as he
pumped his whole load into my mouth.
It was sticky and thick, and I swallowed it.
As I tasted hot Tommy-spunk I lost control and shot my
wad all in his mouth. His dick was still twitching and
spasming in my mouth, and it spewed giant amounts of
cum in huge, sticky wads into my mouth and throat. I
must have cummed forever.
Then after we finished, he threw his arms around me and
we hugged each other roughly, like boys. He licked my
face playfully and I told him that I loved him. We
began to play rough and we wrestled and fucked in the
mud by the pond. We sucked dick and jacked each other
off everywhere: on the pier, in the water, in the cab
of his truck.
It was late afternoon before we were finally tired of
fucking each other. I wasn't tired of his body, but my
all of my cum was in his stomach and on his face. The
sun had become red and swollen on the horizon, painting
the sky fiery orange. The first of the night breezes
had begun to blow. It was cool, and it caressed out
naked bodies as we lay in the cool grass by the water,
sleeping contentedly.
I looked at him lying there with his head on my chest,
his breath teasing one nipple. His fair hair was gently
ruffled by the breeze, and I smoothed it back out of
his eyes. I stroked the back of his neck and his arm
tightened around my waist. "I love you, Brett," he said
softly without opening his eyes.
"Go back to sleep, Tommy," I whispered. "I love you,
too."
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AOL screen. This story is a work in progress, and the
author would appreciate any comments or suggestions.
Plot and character ideas are also welcome.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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