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Men's Club - 3
by Willing (volatw@aol.com)

***

The club gains a new member - a college intern at the 
company. (MM, beast)

***

As an intern, Jim was assigned by John to me. I 
suspected from the outset that John had more in mind 
for Jim than a straight internship (and yes, the pun is 
intended). Jim is a beautiful man if such a term can be 
used for a man. Of Italian extraction, he has black 
curly hair, dark black eyes, bushy black eyebrows, 
glowing tan skin, a well-muscled body, no doubt hairy 
as well although I saw him at first only in sharp-
looking business suits. 

A time came when I was going to be away again on 
another business trip with John. After our first 
coupling on a business trip those were always fuck-
fests for me and him. He no longer went out at night. 
We either adjourned to our hotel room for an evening of 
fuck fun together, or he or I picked up a third to fuck 
with us. 

Since Jim was now the one person, other than John, that 
I was closest to at work, I asked him if he could 
housesit my dog while I was away. Jim agreed. When I 
returned from the trip Jim seemed a bit shy but 
reluctant to leave right away. We had a few drinks 
together as I told him about working with John on the 
road, his business acumen, decision making, all about 
business, none of the extracurricular activities. 

Finally, loosened a bit by the drinks and seeing Jim 
actually sporting a bit of a rising bulge in his casual 
slacks, being the crotch watcher that I am, I asked Jim 
if he had enjoyed the week. Even more risque, I asked, 
trying to sound like it was a joke but serious too, 
"Did you have any hot girls over here to my place and 
fuck them. You are such a nice looking guy I'm sure you 
get lots of pussy. They must just fall all over you."

"Actually not," Jim answered trying at first to be 
innocent and give a neutral not too revealing answer. 
"I am so busy at school and now here at work."

"Really," I exclaimed.

Emboldened also by the alcohol as well as his hard cock 
in his pants and noticing I was noticing it, Jim added, 
"Really. Besides I find it a lot easier to be with men. 
Not so much hassle," Jim laughed nervously. 

"Oh yeah, really," I said with some enthusiasm. "So 
there were no hot chicks with you while I was gone, no 
sex. None even with a guy."

"No," he answered. Dropping his head slightly but still 
keeping eye contact with me as he took another swallow 
of his drink, "But you'll never believe what your dog 
did with me."

"Was he a problem, Storm?" I asked. "You said 'did 
with' you. What did he do?"

"I am embarrassed to tell you, Ted," Jim answered 
leaning closer, bending toward me from where he sat in 
a chair facing me. I sat relaxed, arms on the back of 
the sofa, legs open wide, letting him see my package - 
stiff cock and the outline of my big balls in my pants 
- if he cared to look. He seemed to be caring. He was 
looking, even felt his crotch through his pants, 
readjusted his cock. 

"Oh tell me, Jim," I said, "not much embarrasses me." I 
adjusted my cock and balls in my pants, taking enough 
time he had to notice.

In a rush, Jim said, "Oh okay, Ted, but promise you 
won't tell anyone. He - Storm - seemed to want to be 
with me always. He even came into the bathroom while I 
was showering and followed me into the bedroom while I 
was naked. When I bent over trying to put on my pajama 
bottoms he licked my ass and balls. I got so excited, I 
lay on the bed and let him lick my cock. He kept 
wanting to mount me though. I didn't let him. I shot my 
load so quick and he lapped it right up. Then he lay on 
the floor licking his cock all sticking out of his 
sheath."

"Too bad Jim. You guys could have had even more fun," I 
reassured him. Storm and I play together. You should 
not be embarrassed. He licks my cock. I lick his, suck 
him off." That was far enough I thought for Jim right 
now.

"You do?" Jim asked incredulous.

"I do," I said.

"What's that like?" Jim asked, "licking a dog, sucking 
him off?"

"Kind of like sucking any cock," I said. "You ever 
sucked a cock, Jim?" I asked him.

"Yes," Jim said, "forced to do it."

"Forced?" I asked. "Tell me about it Jim."

"Well you know I am on a disadvantaged scholarship," 
Jim began. "I came from a real bad family background. 
My father divorced my mother when he found out what a 
whore she was. She was fucking this guy, a neighbor, 
and his two brothers. They brought even more guys to 
fuck her. She married the neighbor. She let him As my 
stepfather have control over me. 

At first when she was away from home, he made me suck 
his cock. Then his brothers and the other guys. She 
caught us, but took me aside and told me I would have 
to cooperate or be sent to a home, away from her. My 
dad had left the area after going through the court 
fights and losing the custody battle for me. I had no 
where to turn. Had to submit to the abuse, them making 
me suck them, even some times in the bedroom while they 
gangbanged her. They told me I was their fluffer boy."

I guess Jim expected me to be shocked. I was some but 
did not show it. I was more interested in hearing more 
about his experiences with men, seeing if he still 
wanted to suck cock, have me suck his, his cum out of 
him as Storm had, maybe more. "Did they fuck you too, 
Jim?" I asked.

"Yes," he answered.

"That must have been horrible for you," I said, giving 
him an out if he wanted to take it. 

"No, Ted, actually, I learned to like it, both the 
sucking and being fucked. I want it now, I like it so 
much, but I am afraid to lose my scholarship at 
school," he explained.

Oh, man, had he given the right answer. I wanted that 
body of his. "Jim you won't get in trouble here. Come 
sit by me," I invited him. He did.

I am not much of a kisser with men, more interested in 
getting to the sex fun, plain sucking, fucking, being 
sucked and fucked. It seemed the right thing to do 
though with Jim, show him some tenderness. As he 
settled on the couch next to me I turned to him. I took 
his head in my hands, brought my mouth to his and 
kissed him on the lips. He returned the kiss. 

I worked my hand down feeling his chest. Still kissing, 
went inside his shirt and felt his hard nipples. Raised 
his shirt, pulled it over his head, bent down to kiss, 
lick and suck his nipples. On down, I kissed his belly, 
tongued his navel. He pushed his hips forward on the 
couch. I cupped his cock and balls in one hand. 
Followed his treasure trail down while undoing his 
pants. He raised his hips. I slid his pants and 
underwear off, down his legs, bunching around his 
ankles. His cock sprang up, pre-cum glistening on his 
knob just barely exposed by his uncut flesh. A bubble 
of his sweet, clear juice emerged from the slit. I 
tongued it off, peeled back his skin, licked his 
cockhead, covered it with my lips and nursed out more 
pre-cum. 

"Oooooh, ooooh," Jim trembled. "Ummmnh, so good."

I smoothed his juice over his shaft, stroked it and 
slid his cock further into my mouth. Cupping his balls 
in one hand I went down on his cock, deepthroated it, 
forced his knob to the back of my mouth then into my 
gullet. 

"Oh, oh, yeah," Jim exuded. "Suck me, Ted. Suck me 
good."

I kept moving my mouth up and down on his cock, taking 
it deep on every stroke, using my tongue around the 
head and at the base of his shaft. Giving him the best 
sucking I knew how. I felt his balls draw up in their 
sack, his cock throb in my mouth, grow thicker, longer. 
I knew he was going to cum.

Then he told me so. "Oh, oh, Ted can't hold it, gonna 
cum," he hissed.

I massaged his taut nuts, held the head of his cock 
between my lips, stroked his shaft, felt his cum 
shooting into my mouth, coating my tongue, the inside 
of my cheeks. I swallowed. Gulped at it, taking down 
each spurt as he kept coming, his cock throbbing as he 
shot his hot creamy cum into my mouth.

I laved his cock, cleaned his cum and my saliva from 
it, loving the taste. Jim shuddered. "Unnnh, unnnh, 
unnnh," he graoned. "Too sensitive. No more please."

I knew what he was feeling. [Don't we all?] I took my 
mouth off his cock, sat back on the sofa. So intent on 
sucking him, giving him pleasure, swallowing his cum, I 
had not noticed his hand was down the front of my 
pants. 

He was massaging my cock, slimed with my pre-cum. "I 
want to suck you," he said as I looked down at his hand 
working in my pants. I stood, stripped naked. He did 
the same. We lay together on the floor, him between my 
upraised and spread legs. He stroked my cock, massaged 
my balls and took me in his mouth. He was sucking like 
a much experienced expert. 

Soon we were in a 69. I had his cock in my mouth again 
as he was mounted over the top of me sucking me. I 
watched his balls bouncing on my nose. He slid a finger 
in the crack of his ass, pushed the tip into his hole. 
I let his cock out of my mouth, raised my head and 
rimmed him around the sides of his finger, on the edges 
of his ovaled ring. He removed his finger still sucking 
me as I stroked his cock, fondled his balls and rimmed 
his ass, wetting it. 

He put his middle finger back into his hole, added a 
second, a third. I mouthed his balls, sucked his cock. 
He raised his mouth off my cock and stroked it. "I want 
you to fuck me, Ted," he was practically pleading.

I rolled him off of me. "Let's go to the bedroom," I 
said. "I have some lube there." Naked we went hand in 
hand to the bedroom. "How do you want me?" he asked. 
"On your back," I said. "I want to watch your face, 
kiss you, lick your tits while fucking you."

He lay on his back, opened and raised his legs, put his 
fingers back in himself. I got the lube from the 
nightstand, smeared the lub all around and inside his 
hole, coated my cock with it. He opened his legs wider. 
I knelt between them and brought my cock-knob to his 
hole. 

He'd had cock in there before just as he had told me. 
He knew how to take it. He puckered his anal ring, let 
my thick mushroom breach his sphincter, my shaft slide 
into him in one slow, smooth stroke. My balls rested 
against the cleft of his ass. His balls on my lower 
belly, cock up almost reaching his navel as it oozed 
pre-cum onto the dark trail of hairs running from his 
navel to his curly black public hairs.

"Ooooh fuck," he moaned. "Fuck me, fuuuuccccck meeee."

I eased back until only the head was trapped by his 
anal ring, eased back up into him. 

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he breathed. "Fuck my ass."

I fucked him slowly, lovingly like that, real slow for 
many minutes, kissing him on the mouth, kissing, 
licking, sucking his erect nipples, stroking his cock 
between us with my hand, his juices sliming us, mixing 
with our sweat, our juices, mostly my pre-cum gushing 
and running down the crack of his ass onto the bed. My 
cock tingled inside him, feeling the rubbery walls of 
his rectum massage my stiff rod. He had planted his 
heels on the bed and matching my rhythm humped up and 
down with me.

"Oh, oh, oh. Fuck me good now, Ted. Fuck my ass. Fill 
me with your cum. I want it," he moaned, humping up and 
down faster, more urgently.

I clasped my lips to his, our tongues tangling, our 
tastes mixing. Sweat coating us I moved my cock faster, 
deeper into his asshole. I stroked his cock smearing up 
and down around and around his generous pre-cum flowing 
in a steady stream from his piss slit. His cock 
stiffened, lengthened, the knob swelled in my fist. Cum 
bolted out between us, streaking up to his chest. His 
rectal walls rolled on my cock, squeezed, relaxed, 
squeezed, relaxed as he finished cumming. I was cumming 
with him, both of us reaching orgasm, sweet release at 
the same time. 

I collapsed onto him, his sticky cum squishing between 
our bodies, mine leaking around my cock out of his ass. 
We kissed more. Finally my cock oozed out of his ass 
with a juicy plop. I went right down and cleaned his 
hole, crack, inner thighs, laving my cum and his ass 
musk off of him. 

We relaxed together for a few minutes, laying side by 
side. Then we went to shower together. I fucked him 
again that night, and he fucked me. We awoke in the 
morning arm in arm, chest to chest, cock to cock. We 
rolled into a 69 and sucked each other off before 
showering again and dressing for work. 

Later that week I told John about Jim and got his 
permission to invite Jim to join our club. I had told 
Jim about the club and our boss. Leering, John said, 
"Ted have that young man come to my office. I'll check 
him out for club membership." I knew John was going to 
have Jim suck him, probably fuck Jim and maybe 
reciprocate. John invited himself to my apartment for 
that evening to seem if Jim was into three-ways, group 
sex he explained. Then he could be a member of the 
club. Jim had moved in with me for the rest of his 
internship with the company and passed all of John's 
tests.

Then there were seven of us in the club, an odd-man 
grouping until Jim got permission to invite an eighth 
man. John had hired Jim to work part time at the 
company while he finished school then to stay on for 
full time employment. At school Jim had found one of 
his professors who he thought would be a good addition 
to the club. [That is the next story, if comments, 
merit continuing. Write to volatw@aol.com]

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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