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When I came home for spring break my freshman year of college, I found that my mother had a new boyfriend. That, in itself, was no big news. She went through boyfriends like most people go through tissues. She always liked them a bit younger than her and very handsome but this one was different. He was more than handsome, he was gorgeous, he was closer to my age than hers, and he was big. He was drop dead gorgeous and not just movie star looks but a body to die for – tiny waist, narrow hips, broad shoulders, full chest but also very thin. He had to be 6’4 or 5”, 190 lbs, and not an ounce of fat anywhere. I later learned he had a 30” wasit. But, despite all of that, it was his smile that hit me the strongest. With one smile he made you think you were the only person in his life, at least for that moment. He had perfect bright white teeth, full lips, and dimples to boot. Although he continued to maintain his own apartment (which I later got to know pretty well), he had clearly moved in with mom. For the entire spring break, he stayed every night with mom and they made no effort to hide or even tone down their lovemaking. From what I could hear, he had a marvelously gifted tongue, an eternally hard cock, and hips that never tired. He could thrust and parry with the best of them. While I have no illusions that my mother is some vestal virgin, it is disquieting to hear her scream “Fuck my Pussy, harder, harder!” I had never heard those words from my mother. I was further disquieted to realize it got me excited to listen in. But I’m getting ahead of myself. I hadn’t planned on coming home for spring break until the last minute when I grabbed a plane and took an Uber home from the airport. No was expecting me. That was clear. I heard something in the kitchen. When I entered the front door, I heard some noise in the kitchen and that’s where I found him. I didn’t know his name at the time, but when I entered the kitchen I saw him from the back, black as midnight and completely naked from his shaved head to his bare feet. Only on second look did I see that he had on a tiny white thong straining against his perfectly ripe bubble butt. My cock jerked to life when I saw him. He turned around, completely unself-consciously, and smiled at me. “You must be Billy, I’m Tom.” I stood there dumbstruck by the sight. “Your mom isn’t home just now but I expect her in about an hour. I’m sorry, I didn’t know you would be here,” he said. I still couldn’t form words but I stepped forward and held out my hand (I desperately wanted to touch him). He took my hand in his and I swear there was an electric shock that went directly to my dick. His chest was broad and hairless with two large pointy nipples, the left one pierced with a tiny ring just like his left ear lobe, his abs were rippled, and his thighs were heavily muscled. His white thong not only clung to every curve of his ample bulge but was nearly transparent. He clearly had nothing to be ashamed of in the dick department. He shook my hand. I tried my best to keep from staring at his crotch. “I’m just making some dinner. I can stretch it for a third.” He turned back to his cooking making no effort to cover his nakedness or even acknowledge that he was nearly naked. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be rude but who are you?” I tried to ask as non-judgmentally as possible. “Oh, she hasn’t said anything about me to you?” “No. nothing.” “Doris (my mother’s name) and I have been dating for the past few months and I have the day off today so I stopped by to make dinner.” “Well, I hope I’m not intruding.” “No problem at all Billy. I’m really glad to meet you. Your mother has told me so much about you.” “Really, what has she said?” “O I don’t know. The sort of thing that mother’s brag about in general – you’re smart, handsome, brilliant, a great student, hardworking, a great catch, a bright future, etc. etc. She was certainly correct about the handsome bit.” As he said this, he subtly looked me up and down and gave me a conspiratorial smile as if we were sharing a secret. I couldn’t believe it but I felt myself blushing and my dick jerked to life even more. I was glad I was wearing jeans that kept me tightly confined. He seemed to acknowledge my blush as he turned to put something in the oven, bending over with his back to me. I saw the crack between his ass cheeks spread open to reveal the bright white thong strap from top to bottom. For an instant, I could see the outline and shape of his puckered asshole under the tightly stretched silk. My dick was fully awake by now and yearning to be free. Then he stood up again and all I could see was his round, plump muscular butt. It was clearly calling out to be touched, caressed, licked and worshipped. When he stood up again and turned to face me, his own dick had noticeably grown. While not fully erect, the thong was thin enough that I could tell that he was uncircumcised. One thing led to another and before I knew it, I was on my knees eagerly sucking that foreskin. I had thought I was going to have a sexless spring break and here I was at home sucking off a gorgeous man with a gorgeous body and a gorgeous dick. After several minutes of hard sucking, I got an even bigger shock. He turned around, stepped out of his thong, and offered me his ass. No words were spoken but his desire and my desire were clear. I knelt behind him and slowly savored his ass. I moved my face closer smelling and anticipating what I was about to eat. He bent forward slightly with hands on both of his cheeks spreading them apart offering himself to me. I reached forward with my tongue. When it touched his warm sweet asshole, I felt another electric bolt that ran directly to my dick. His asshole was warm, silky smooth, and sweet to the taste. As I leaned in to rim him, I ripped open my pants to free my aching dick and furiously jacked. I buried my face in his ass and ate his asshole like a starving man with his first meal. He moaned loudly and pushed back against me pushing my tongue deeper into his ass. I was ready to rim for hours but I heard him say, “fuck me, fuck me Tom.” I didn’t need a second invitation. I was raging hard and dripping pre-cum. It only took a push or two to bury myself deep into his gut. He opened and took me deep. This clearly was not his first fuck. We moved together as a unit fucking like sex-starved sluts. After several minutes of all out fucking, I pulled out, whirled around, pushed my jeans to my ankles, and offered my ass to him. He followed my lead without missing a beat. His mouth met my asshole making me feel like a million dollars and then his dick entered me and took possession of my asshole. I knew at that moment that my ass belonged to Tom and I was home.

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Two hours later, Tom (now fully dressed), Mom, and I sat down to a delicious dinner with no indication that earlier that afternoon Tom and I had had sex in the kitchen like two rabid bunnies. I told them about school, they told me how much they met (some gallery opening) and how much they enjoyed each other’s company. At that point, little did I know just how much they enjoyed each other. That night I heard the two of them fuck like alley cats – long and loud. Mom had had boyfriends spend the night for as long as I could remember and she was never squeamish about having a sex life but this was altogether different. I had never heard her scream with pleasure or beg to be fucked harder. I had never heard her use the word “fuck,” “pussy,” “cock, or cunt” before. Now they flowed like a stream from her mouth. The next morning I slept in late. I didn’t have any reason to get up early. When I finally did get up, I took a long piss and then headed to the kitchen to find something to eat. On the way, I passed Mom’s bedroom and couldn’t help but take a peek. I knew that she was long gone to work. The door was half open and there was Tom, sprawled out on the bed on his stomach stark naked. There was his gorgeous butt beckoning me. I dropped my shorts in the hallway and entered the bedroom. I came to the edge of the bed and kissed his bare butt, softly at first and then began rimming his hole. He woke up squirming his butt to my tongue and beckoned me to join him in the bed. I joined him and our bodies, arms, legs, and tongues intertwined. We fused together. After a few minutes, he got up and indicated I should follow. He went into the bathroom and pissed like a horse into the john and then turned on the shower. I joined him and we kissed and rubbed soap all over each other’s bodies under the pounding water. He guided my soap covered dick up his butt and I fucked until I shot my load. Then he did the same up my butt. I thought we were spent but no. After we dried each other off, he led me back to the bed and we kissed, licked, and sucked for another hour. By that time I was exhausted and needed a nap. As we lay there spent, with his hand on my crotch and mine on his, he said, “you know, your mother has known for a long time that you’re gay and she’s fine with it.” I had never told my mother but hoped she knew so this was good to hear. “Does she know you’re gay?” I asked. “She knows I love sex and we don’t demand or expect monogamy from each other. Sex not only makes me feel good but it makes me feel alive. She knows that.” I didn’t want to push the issue so I turned to sucking his dick some more and he did me as well. After a while we got hungry and went to find some food. I didn’t bother to put on anything but he put on another thong. This one was bright yellow. We scrounged some food in the kitchen and headed back to my bedroom where we picked up where we left off. More sucking, more kissing, more rimming, and, of course, more fucking. By mid-afternoon, we managed to find our way out of bed and got dressed for the day. Tom started dinner and by 6pm he had a gourmet dinner on the table. That night I listened to Tom and Mom fuck like they hadn’t had sex in months. His stamina and libido shocked and impressed me. The next morning, Tom woke me up. Mom had already left for work. Tom handed me a pair of running shorts and a tank top and told me we were going for a run. The short, I noticed, did not have a inner liner and he stopped me from putting on a jock or any underwear. My concern was that I would have a hard-on the whole time I ran. It was a reasonable concern that came to a reality. His shorts were the same. The man seemed to be made of and for sex. He set a fast pace as we headed out from the house. We ran side by side but he was clearly the lead that I was following. Every time he got in front of me, his bouncing ass made me hard which tented my shorts and I had to pull up beside him so I could go down. We ran hard for two or three miles and we were both covered with sweat when we found ourselves in a city park. It was 10am or so as we came into a clearing with a bathroom. He led me inside and he went straight to a urinal and whipped out his half-hard dick. I did the same. I took his dick in my mouth and sucked. He did the same to me. I rimmed him, he rimmed me. I kissed him hard and he kissed me. We went into one of the stalls and as he fucked the shit out of me. I had never been fucked so long, hard, and thoroughly, and never before in a public bathroom. The inherent risk made it all the more exciting. It was so hard, I couldn’t even bring myself to fuck him back. I didn’t have the strength to do anything but sit there on the john with my shorts around my ankles and suck my own ass juices from his still hard dick. He then kissed me long and hard savoring the taste of my juices. “Let’s go home, son.” It was the first time he called me son. It made me hard all over again. We ran home at half the speed we set earlier. When we got home, we headed to the shower in my bathroom. We soaped each other, we kissed, we sucked, I finally found the strength to fuck him and shoot my load up his greedy butt. He sucked my dick clean and kissed me.

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Tom had his own consulting business that required him to travel some but allowed him great leeway in when and where he conducted his business. Most days he would go back to his apartment for a few hours to take care of his work or use Mom’s study in the basement while she was at her office. She is a partner in her law firm so she works sixty hours per week, or more. When she gets home, we have dinner and then, more often than not, she goes to her study for a few more hours of work. Tom was a great chef and I grew to love his cooking. I also grew to love all the time that Tom and I had at our disposal. We fucked and sucked and rimmed and kissed in every room in the house. Who knows what Mom knew or suspected but she was thrilled that Tom and I hit it off so well. It was obvious we liked each other. The third or fourth afternoon I was home, Tom told me he had to go to his apartment for a bit and asked if I would like to go with him. I jumped at the chance. I wanted to be anywhere he was. At this point, I was enamored of having sex with him whenever and wherever but even then I knew that falling in love was a definite possibility. We took his car and drove downtown to a high-rise building and took the elevator up the twenty-first floor to apartment 2104. The view out his floor to ceiling windows was stunning. As I stood there looking out, he came up behind me, wrapped his arms around me, and pressed his crotch against my ass. “Fuck me,” I said. “Of course. Don’t worry about being seen. We can see out but no one can see in.” “That’s too bad. I wouldn’t mind the world seeing you fuck me hard.” My pants were around my ankles and his dick was pressing against my ass. He spit in his hand, rubbed it on his dickhead, and pressed against my hole. I pushed back against him and he entered with no resistance. After a moment to get accustomed to his girth, he slowly pushed in to the hilt. “O God, Tom. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” He pounded my ass hard, just like I wanted, turning my guts to jelly and stretching my hole to its limits. I had to spread my legs wide and bend forward with my hands on my knees to keep my balance and not fall over from the force of his thrusting. He was pounding my ass for all he was worth. His thick hard cock slid in and out as fast as he could move his hips. Neither of us could keep it up and he shot his load up my ass in just a few minutes. As far as I knew, he hadn’t cum yet that morning. At least not with me. After he shot, he left his dick in my butt until he was completely soft. It was only when my ass muscles shit out his deflated slippery cock that he came free. I spun around and greedily sucked him clean savoring the mixture of his cum and my ass juices. He bent down and sucked my hole clean and then fed it to me when he kissed me. I swallowed hard. He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. He took off my remaining clothes, and his as well, and then laid me on the bed. He had the same floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom and the drapes were open. It was exciting seeing the city at out feet even if they couldn’t see us. As I laid there, he straddled me and sat on my face with his asshole right at my mouth. I sucked hard, I licked, I kissed, I tongued. He moaned. I licked some more. He moaned even more. He squirmed his butt pushing against my tongue forcing me deeper and deeper. He loved it. I loved it. I loved rimming his butthole. I loved feeling his weight pressing against my face. He got off me and knelt on the bed offering his asshole to me. In one push, I shoved my hard dick completely into his wet loosened hole and started fucking hard without waiting for him to get used to it. He groaned with pleasure and our bodies moved as one. I was overcome with pleasure. I lived to fuck his ass. Needless to say, it didn’t take long before I pumped my ball’s load of cum up his asshole to join all the other loads I had pumped up his chute in the past few days. We fell onto back onto the bed gasping for breath, covered in sweat. Our chests heaved, our dicks deflated, and we came back to earth. When we managed to get up, we were spent sexually, at least for the moment. We set an unspoken rule from then on, so long as it was just him and me in his apartment, we wouldn’t wear any clothes. We would remain completely naked. Although we never discussed it, we informally but devotedly followed that rule from then on for as long as Tom had that apartment. Tom managed to find some lunch for us and then he disappeared into the other bedroom that served as his home office. I did what any eighteen year old would do on spring break and drank heavily and fell asleep. I don’t know how long it was but I woke to Tom’s tongue forcing its way into my asshole. That is one glorious way to wake up and it quickly became my favorite. He didn’t’ fuck me again but he did rim me for ten or fifteen minutes and I nearly came again just from his ministrations to my asshole, it felt so good. Finally he said, “time to get up, sonny, and go home. I need to start dinner unless you want to take care of it tonight.” “Neither you nor anyone wants my cooking. Let me find my clothes and we can go.” We took the elevator down to the garage and drove home. After dinner, I went to sleep listening to Tom eat Mom’s pussy, sucking on her tits, and then fucking her hard. The next morning was my last at home before returning to school. As the last day of spring break, I sucked Tom twice, he fucked me once, he sucked me once, and he fucked me twice. It was as though we would never have a chance to do any of that again, which was stupid and crazy. Mom went to work and Tom drove me to the airport. He went in with me and directed me to a restroom and then a handicapped stall. He sucked me one last time and I did the same for him. With his um in my stomach and mine in his, I entered the security area and headed to my gate. Back at school, Tom and I hooked up on Zoom every couple of days and jacked off together. I would spread my ass cheeks and show him my hole and he would do the same for me. Sometimes I fucked myself with a dildo as he jacked off or vice versa. I couldn’t wait to get back home and feel his body next to mine. The days and weeks dragged on but summer eventually arrived and I couldn’t wait to get home. My dick was hard the whole flight home.

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Glorious summer, that time of the year when you can get away with wearing as little as possible. I couldn’t wait to get back home and see Tom in his thong. I wanted to hold that thong, smell it, and taste it. I wanted to smell his smell, his cock and ball, his asshole, his body, and to taste all of his tastes. I wanted to kiss his mouth, his nipples, his cock, and his asshole. I wanted to give myself to him in all ways that I could. I wanted to possess every aspect of his body, even if I had to share him with Mom. I didn’t care about that, so long as I had my share, whether she knew about it or not. On the flight home I wore a jockstrap and a tight thong under my jeans because I knew I would be hard the whole way home and I wanted to make sure I showed as little as possible. When I got to the airport, before boarding, I had to go to the bathroom and jack off to get some relief and when I landed, I had to do the same again. Otherwise, I knew I would have a raging hard-on. Even so, I was damn hard and ready to blow by the time I saw Tom and Mom waiting for me in the passenger pick-up area at the airport. I kissed Mom on the cheek and when Mom had her back turned, I kissed Tom on the mouth and groped his crotch. When he felt up my ass I nearly shot again. I was primed and ready to cum. It was all I could do on the ride home not to shoot my wad in my pants. We got home just in time for dinner, which was wonderful. I took my bags to my room to unpack and I wasn’t there five minutes before I heard a knock on the door. I thought it would be Mom but it was Tom. “Need any help getting settled in.” I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the room, closed the door behind him, and kissed him hard and deep. He reciprocated. I ground my crotch against his and he mine. His massive arms held me close and gripped my butt and my hands were around his neck. We couldn’t stop kissing. Fucking god I had missed him. He seemed to have missed me as well. I could tell he was as hard as me. Our dicks dueled. I couldn’t take it any longer. I turned around, shoved my pants to my ankles and offered his my spread asshole. He didn’t even bother with rimming but shoved his dick in as hard and fast as he could. I took him like a champ and, if hadn’t hurt so much, I would have shot my load then and there. It didn’t take him long to deposit his seed deep in my gut. As soon as he had cum, he pulled out and turned around for me to return the favor. As much fucking as he had gotten with Mom in the past few months, he hadn’t gotten any dick up his ass and he was ready for it. I gave it to him as hard as I could. I was so primed I shot after three or four strokes and collapsed in a puddle of exhaustion. When he sat on my face I sucked my own cum out of his ass and swallowed hungrily. He was out of my room ten minutes after he had entered. I hoped we would have lots of time the next day to “catch up.” We did. That night at dinner Mom mentioned almost in passing that she had to leave early the next morning on business and would be gone for three days. “I hope you boys find something to keep you occupied while I’m gone,” she said. Tom gave a wry smile and said, “don’t worry. We’ll be fine. I’m sure we’ll find something to fill the time.”

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