"Baby, c'mon . . . I told you this already."

I held my cell phone as the sound of my girlfriend's voice reverberated in my ear.

"I TOLD you that I have a meeting to go to. It's required by the company and I HAVE to go!"

Between Jeff, work, the gym, and my girlfriend, it seemed it seemed as if all of them wanted more time than I could give. I wondered sometimes if all of it was worth it.

"Look, we'll go do it this weekend. I promise. But I just got home, so I've got to go or I'll be late . . . okay?" There was a click and the phone went dead.


I had left the gym earlier after a quick workout and had come home to shower. My girlfriend had been after me to pick her up and go shopping before I went to work that day. But I already had plans and going shopping wasn't on the list.

My sessions with Jeff had become more intense since he first milked me and I was enjoying them more and more. It was always something different and new. Sometimes we'd watch gay porn, which excited Jeff but only amused me. Other times, he'd suck me off for two hours, telling me he needed more and more of my cum. He was always giving me protein, supplements and anything else he could think of that would, as he said, help me build a larger and stronger amount of cum. He always wanted to drain me saying, "Your cum is full of protein and it's what makes me gain more at the gym."

Many times, we'd end up taking a shower together, as we did the first time. Like that time, he'd soap me up, jack me off, and I'd do the same to him as we enjoyed touching each other. In fact, I grew to where I was used to his cock touching me or being in my ass crack. And Jeff continued to milk me relentlessly. Sometimes I was a little scared that I'd damage my nuts because they shot so much jizz.

My sexual curiosity was growing as Jeff thought of new things and my barriers kept getting lower as my fears diminished about trying them. He had started jerking off and cumming on my chest during our time together. And just two weeks earlier, he wiped his finger in his cum and smeared it on my lips. If he had done that to me before, I would have been very angry. But as it was, I just opened my mouth and sucked his finger. When I did that, I remember thinking "how the mighty have fallen" and wondered if there was anything I wasn't willing to do.

I was soon to find out.

After my shower at home, I pulled on a pair of loose gym pants and a muscle tank top. As I drove to the mall, I smiled when I wondered if Jeff would have any new things for us to try today. As usual, he was in the parking lot waiting for me and we made our way to his house.

When we got there, we went in to the kitchen and started our usual conversation about gardening, work, and the world in general. I was sitting on a barstool, drinking a Diet Coke, and Jeff was leaning against the counter. After a few minutes of conversation, Jeff walked behind me and started massaging my shoulders. It felt great and I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

"Relax," Jeff whispered.

I started taking deep breaths, letting the pleasure of Jeff's strong hands knead the muscle. I moaned slightly and said, "That feels good." As he rubbed, my head lolled around on my neck and I felt my body start to drift. "I needed this. It's been kinda stressful at work."

Jeff started working my neck and back. He leaned down to my ear and quietly breathed, "I . . . want . . . you . . . to . . . relax." As he felt my body sag, he leaned closer and said, "I'll take care of you."

A calm feeling descended over me and I felt one of Jeff's hands move from my shoulder, go down my chest, and cup my pec. My body arched as he squeezed my pec and my cock started to get hard. After a moment, he reached down with both hands and started rubbing my cock through my pants. As my cock lengthened, it came out of my briefs and was clearly visible down my thigh.

Jeff whispered lightly in my ear. "Let's go upstairs," and proceeded to pull me with him as we left the kitchen.

I walked up the stairs behind him and as we got to the top, I was surprised to see him head towards his bedroom. Because of his boyfriend, we had always used the guest bedroom. But today, it seemed something was different.

I went in the bathroom to piss and when I came out, Jeff was gone. I took off my tank top, sat down on the bed and could hear him talking on the phone in the exercise room. After a few minutes, I heard him walking towards the bedroom and I looked towards the door. Jeff came in the room naked, his cock and balls swinging as he walked. He stopped next to me and I stared at his crotch. He had a short bush with trimmed pubes and his balls were completely hairless. For some reason, his balls seemed bigger than usual, like two large eggs hanging between his legs. It looked as if they were full of cream that he had been storing up for days. I don't know why, but the thought that he had been saving a big load of cum for me excited me.

As I stood up, Jeff walked towards me and took hold of my gym pants. He slowly pulled them down and off, leaving me standing there in my briefs. As he rose up, he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. "I've missed that," he said, and kissed me again tenderly.

I hugged him tightly, enjoying the feel of our bare chests touching. Jeff grabbed me around the waist and pulled me tighter against him, pressing his cock into mine. I could feel its hardness, the heat radiating from it. We ground our cocks against each other, letting our lustful feelings grow. I could feel Jeff's hands move to my ass, squeezing it, and pulling me closer to him. As he seized my ass tighter, he grabbed the sides of my briefs and slid them down. As they reached my feet, I shook my legs and kicked them off, our bodies completely naked now and grinding together as one.

As the minutes went by, Jeff started squeezing our cocks together in his hand, rubbing and jerking them both at the same time. He kept kissing me over and over, slowly and passionately. I could feel a wet sensation from Jeff's cock and saw him smile as he rubbed the head of his cock against mine, smearing the fluid around my foreskin. I glanced down and saw a string of precum, connecting our dicks together.

While Jeff had rubbed our cocks together before, it was somehow more carnal, more sensual this time. It felt fantastic and I didn't want the feelings to stop. We continued to hug and hold each other for a long time, getting lost in the heat as our bodies writhed together. While stroking my cock, Jeff slowly went to his knees and we both watched his hand work its wonder on my dick. I could feel my nuts start to tighten, closed my eyes, and moaned.

"Suck it, please. Just suck it."

While he kept stroking, I could feel the tip of Jeff's tongue reach out and touch my cock head, tasting the mix of our precum on my piss slit. I moaned deeper as he continued dipping his tongue in and out of my slit, his other hand gently tugging on my balls. I started grinding my hips, fucking his hand with my cock, and growled, "Oh yeahhhh . . ."

All of a sudden, I felt Jeff's lips around the head of my cock and slowly slide all the way down to the base. His whole mouth enveloped my prick and a wave of pleasure shot through me. Reaching out, I ran my fingers through his hair and grasped the back of his head, pulling him towards me so that I could control the tempo of his sucking. As the rhythm grew, Jeff would bury his face in my pubes from time to time, my cock all the way down his smooth throat. He inhaled deeply, smelling my scent, and the aroma of sex on my body. I could see his cock get harder and the excitement arouse him even more. The odor of testosterone permeated the room as our bodies prepared themselves for the sex to come.

If it was possible that cocks have their own brain, mine was thinking about all the possibilities ahead, especially those I had never thought about before. My dick was hard as a rock and, in its own mind, I'm sure it thought that it would soon be fucking a wet and willing pussy. I looked down at it, saw the wet saliva dripping off of it, the veins pumped and strong, and thought 'sorry dude . . . you might not get in the game that you want today . . ."

I looked at Jeff's cock and saw it was leaking a continuous string of precum in anticipation of . . . fucking.

Fucking. Jeff's cock fucking. Fucking . . . my ass. Fucking my straight ass.

All of a sudden, my mind was a jumble of threads . . .

Massages . . . cock sucking . . . rimming . . . fingers up my ass . . . milking my cum . . . watching porn . . . kissing . . . the closeness and sharing . . . all of them coming together, working in my mind, tweaking my feelings, lowering my barriers. It was if all the time Jeff and I had spent together was leading up to this moment.

Through my reverie, I heard his voice in the distance.

"Javier, lie down on the bed." I was so lost in thought, I moved obediently. As I lay down, Jeff pulled my ass to the edge of the bed, placed my arms under my legs, and pushed them back to my chest. "Hold your legs," he said.

As I pulled back on my legs, I could feel my crack and asshole completely exposed to his gaze. Jeff kneeled down, pulled my muscled ass cheeks apart and buried his face in my ass. His warm tongue was running up and down my ass crack, paying particular attention to my tight, virgin hole. My body shuddered each time it felt his tongue go on my hole and I thought 'oh god, that feels sooooo good'.

Jeff started swirling the tip of his tongue around my ass lips in slow circles, teasing my hole, kissing it, blowing air over it. I moaned uncontrollably and felt my hole start to relax, my ass lips getting more swollen. Jeff's tongue was like radar. As he felt my hole relax more, he started running his tongue inside, darting in and out. The more my pucker relaxed, the more he shoved his tongue up inside, getting it more pliable . . . more loose . . . more fuckable.

It was if I was in a trance and little by little, Jeff had managed to knock off every defense, every mental block I had made over the past year. In that time, he had stripped off all the layers of fear, of doubt, and of pride that a straight man had.

I knew he wanted to fuck me. I knew he wanted to fuck my ass bad. And I knew he was finally going to fuck me . . . and fuck my straight ass hard. And I was ready to lie back and let him do it. More importantly, Jeff knew I was ready . . . and that all his months of preparation were going to pay off.

As Jeff tongued my whole, he could sense my body's acquiescence. All the tell-tale signs were there . . . my ass completely wet and lubricated . . . my asshole's lack of resistance . . . my cock rock hard and leaking . . . my moaning as he got more and more tongue up my ass. More telling was that the more he manhandled my ass, the more I gave in, the more I seemed to want it.

After thoroughly tonguing my hole into submission, Jeff pulled back and looked at his completely open and exposed prize . . my straight virgin asshole. He brushed his fingers over it again and again. " I wish you could see your hole, Javier. It's so tender and pink . . . not brownish anymore." I lay there, moaning louder the more he touched it. I actually did want to see it. But I was so far into the moment, I said nothing.

Sensing it was time to take his trophy, Jeff pressed the tip of his middle finger on my hole. It resisted only slightly and then opened easily, letting his finger slide in deep . . . twisting and turning, to loosen it up more.

"Ohhhhhh . . ." I groaned as I felt my ass spasm around the intruder.

Jeff slid his finger in and out slowly, preparing my ass for fucking. Moments later, I felt it hit my prostate and my cock, which had gone down slightly, started getting hard again. As it lengthened, Jeff stroked it slowly, constantly pounding my love nut with his finger. Thick, white drops of cum started coming out and he quickly leaned down and licked them off.

"That's it, baby. Give me your latin cream. Every single drop of it."

After a few minutes of milking me, Jeff removed his finger, got on the bed, and said, "Move up here." We moved to the middle of the bed and I got on my back again. Jeff inserted his finger and started fucking my hole again with it. My body arched and I started moaning as my ass prepared to accept its first hard fuck.

Jeff leaned in close to me. "Javier . . . your ass is so tight and wet. I want you to know how those guys felt in the movies we watched. You remember. Let me do it this time. Let me milk your prostate with my cock."

Even though I was groaning loudly, one thing rang in my ears clearly. Cock. Milking me with a COCK. My eyes shot open and I looked intently at Jeff.

"Hey . . . have you ever fucked a straight guy before?"

Jeff's finger stopped. A look of surprise came over his face and he said, "Mmmmm, yeah."


"Do you remember the guy I told you about that worked at the tanning salon? The one that I massaged before?"

I thought back a moment. "Yeahhhh . . . I sorta remember you telling me about him."

Jeff smiled. "Welllll . . . I fucked him."

My eyes opened wide in surprise. "HIM?!! That latino guy you told me about?"


"He's married! And has two kids!"

Jeff started laughing. "Yeah . . . so? You think married guys don't get fucked?" I was silent for a moment and Jeff continued. "It happens more than you think, Javier."

I knew the guy he was talking about. We used to play soccer with other guys in our neighborhood. He was like me . . . very masculine, muscular, and had a nice personality. Just an all-around good family man. It was hard for me to believe he would allow Jeff to take his ass. But evidently he did.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that if that virile straight guy could do it, then maybe I could too.

Jeff noticed that I was still thinking about it. "Why do you ask, Javier?"

I kept looking at Jeff, and then finally shrugged. "No reason. It just surprised me."

Jeff kept smiling and said, "Straight men have sex with other men more than you think, Javier. It happens frequently. Trust me . . ." As he began fingering my hole, I started twisting and moaning again. He leaned closer and whispered in a deep, sexy voice, "So . . . are you going to let me milk you with my cock?"

The final battle in my mind was ending. Lustful feelings began taking hold of me. I knew it was time. Time to let a man take my ass.

I nodded slightly.

"Okay, man." I could see the smile cross Jeff's face and I added, "But with a condom."

Jeff's smile broadened as he said, "Sure. And don't worry . . . I'll go slow." As he said that, he leaned down and kissed me, inhaling deeply and capturing the scent of my body. "Turn over."

I turned over on my stomach, thinking about what was about to happen. I had suspected from the beginning of our massages that he was interested in more than just making me "feel good", but I never thought it would come to this moment. As we became more and more intimate over time, I thought I could control the flow of things and this moment would never happen. But I underestimated Jeff's perseverance, his ability to make me feel good emotionally and physically, his patience in working me step by step, dissolving my ability to control. In essence, I underestimated his strength to do whatever it took to fuck me.

"Your ass looks so sexy and inviting," Jeff murmured as he got on his knees and straddled my butt. I had to smile as it conjured an image of a victorious Roman gladiator straddling a defeated opponent. I felt him pull my cheeks apart, his cock rest in the crack, and his pubes scratching my ass.

After a moment, Jeff lay down across my back, the full weight of his body on mine. I felt very vulnerable, but excited as well. He started humping my ass and his cock moved smoothly with all the lubrication from his earlier rimming. From time to time, I felt the tip of Jeff's cock prod my asshole, teasing it, getting as close as he could without penetrating it.

A cool stream of air blew across the back of my neck. Seconds later, his lips were close to my ear.

"Are you ready?"

I didn't answer. After a moment, I slowly nodded my head.

"Yeah. Yeah, I want it."

I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smiling.

"I'll go slow . . . I promise".

I moaned as he started sucking my ear lobe. He seemed to know just how to press my buttons and get what he wanted from me. I could feel the resistance draining from me and I knew the time had come.

"Just relax. You're gonna feel something you've never felt before."

Jeff moved my arms so that they stretched to the sides, away from my body. Slowly, he lay his arms along mine, intertwining our fingers. I could feel his knees push down between my legs, separating my legs, and laying his legs on top of mine. We lay like that for several minutes, as Jeff kiss my neck and licked my ears, his cock wedged firmly between my cheeks.

My whole body was supporting him and I felt very submissive. Because of the weight, my breathing was a little forced but I could handle it.

"I like to feel your body like this. It's so sensual. I like how your body moves with every breath you take."

My eyes were closed and in spite of everything, my masculine pride was still struggling. But in that split second, my lust overpowered my pride. This was only pure sex, two bodies taking and receiving mutual satisfaction. As the struggle ended, I waited to feel the first sensation of being . . . fucked.

Suddenly, I heard him say, "Turn over. I want to see your face when my dick gets inside of you."

With no hesitation, I turned over on my back and raised my legs. Jeff squeezed lube on his fingers and ran it over my hole. It was cold but I hardly felt it. While Jeff put on his condom and lubed himself up, I stared at the clouds that were painted on the ceiling of the bedroom. I thought it rather ironic that I was getting fucked under a sky filled with clouds.

As he finished putting on his condom, he pushed my legs back to my chest, and aligned his cock with my hole. I felt it poke my hole slightly and a chill ran through my body.

Jeff looked at me, a mixture of lust and care on his face. "I've always wondered how it would feel to be inside you. Let's find out."

I looked back at the clouds and knew the moment of truth was here.

I felt the pressure of Jeff's cock pushing on my asshole and I started to tense up.

"Relax, man. Breathe."

I tried to relax and felt Jeff's cock start to penetrate. While his cock was the same length as mine, it was definitely fatter, with a large mushroom head. When it went in my hole, a searing pain ripped through my ass. I thought at first he had hurt me and I might be bleeding. I cried out and Jeff stopped moving. After about thirty seconds, he pulled his cock out.

I was breathing rapidly, the pain subsiding. Jeff put more lube on my hole and then on his cock. After a minute, he said "You okay? You want me to go on?"

I nodded quickly. "Just go slow."

Jeff pushed the head of his cock back inside. True to his promise, he went slow and pushed his shaft in a little at a time so I could get used to his cock.

The more his cock went in, the more my ass felt stuffed.

"Breathe deep, Javier. Relax."

I tried to breathe deeper but it was difficult. I never imagined that getting fucked would feel like this. But being the man that I was, I was going to see it through. I wanted to know what it was liked to be fucked.

Suddenly, I felt Jeff stop. He didn't move for a few minutes, and then said, "You okay?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah. Go ahead."

Jeff smiled. "It's all the way in, Javier."

I was surprised. As I thought about it, I could feel Jeff's pubes rubbing my ass. He was right . . . he WAS all the way in.

Jeff didn't move, letting my ass adjust to his cock. I was curious and moved my hips a little. I looked at Jeff, and he continued to smile at me. I started moving my hips more in short circles, feeling his cock as I moved. Jeff groaned.

"Yeahhhh . . . fuck yourself with my dick, Javier."

The phrase echoed in my head over and over. 'Fuck yourself with my dick, Javier.' 'Fuck yourself . . .' All of a sudden, I realized that I wasn't a woman getting fucked. I was a man fucking HIMSELF. It was an essential difference to me.

I kept moving my hips and Jeff started slowly moving his cock in and out. We were moving together . . . two men . . . just enjoying each other.

As my ass opened up more, Jeff began to fuck me faster. I could feel his cock plowing my tight ass, unlocking feelings of ecstasy. I closed my eyes and let the waves of pleasure roll over me again and again. The aroma of sex, heat, and testosterone filled the bedroom as my straight ass learned the pleasure a hard cock could provide.

I could feel Jeff getting lost in his own world of arousal and excitement. Whether that was due to the pleasure of sex or his conquest of my ass, I couldn't tell. He pushed my legs back further, opening my hole more, and pounded my muscled butt furiously.

"God, your ass is so tight! I knew it would be like this, you fucking hot latin stud. Fuck, I LOVE your body!"

I felt Jeff hit my love nut with each stroke and my cock started getting hard. As he fucked on, I reached down and started jerking my cock. I moaned uncontrollably as fluid surged out of it and lubricated my hand.

"That's it, baby. Yeahhh. Jerk that cock . . . JERK IT!"

We fucked on over and over, riding the waves of pleasure, delighting in the feel of his dick in my ass. I began to feel my nuts tighten and knew I was moments away from blowing my load. I tried to hold back to enhance the feeling, but was groaning loudly and jerking my cock feverishly. Jeff started slamming his cock in my ass harder and I could feel my juice begin its journey through my cock. It was coming . . . coming . . . COMING . . . COMINGGGG . . . My abs tensed one more time and then . . .

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK . . ." I screamed as white goo exploded out my cock . . . shooting on my chest . . . my shoulder . . . and anywhere else it could fly. My eyes were clenched shut and as my climax was so strong, I thought for a moment that my nuts were going to come flying out as well. My entire body was rigid as the power of the orgasm slowly subsided. Evidently Jeff had stopped fucking me when I came. As my body relaxed, he leaned over and licked the cum off my chest, his cock still inside me. I barely felt his tongue, my body spent from the erotic overload.

After he had licked my chest clean, he started fucking me again. I lay there and let him continue to plunder my ass. After a few minutes, I could hear his breathing get louder and his fucking got faster. He ripped off the condom and came on my chest and abs, joining what was left of the cum I had already deposited there.

I was covered in spooge. Jeff leaned forward and smeared his cum all over my body, like he was painting a picture. I finally opened my eyes and looked at him. He smiled then reached out and put his cum coated fingers in my half open mouth. As I licked his fingers and swallowed, I noted that his cum was very strong. Potent. It was a masculine smell and I knew I had been fucked by a real man. Jeff leaned over and kissed me.

"Javier . . ." He paused for a minute.

"Javier, that was just . . . just . . . incredible."

I was worn out, but tried to smile. After a moment, I opened my mouth to speak.

"Yeahhh . . ." and nodded weakly.

Jeff kissed me again, smiled, and got off the bed. I lay there, exhausted, and thinking.

Well . . . I had done it. I had actually let another man persuade me to give up the most sacred part of my body. No, not just my body. The most sacred part of my being. I enjoyed the sex Jeff and I had previously shared, but fucking me . . . well . . . that was different. Yes, I knew I had let my lustful feelings override my pride. I knew that it was just two people sharing and giving pleasure to each other.

But I also knew that I had crossed a line . . . one that few people can come back from. On that day, me . . . Javier Torres . . . became just a body for Jeff's use. Became just an ass for Jeff's pleasure. Became just another straight conquest for Jeff's diary. In other words, I was no longer just . . . Jeff's buddy.

After finally fucking my ass, there was nothing new for Jeff to look forward to. Routine fucking would be the order of the day. And no straight man, who considers himself a man, would be willing to continually degrade his pride by becoming just a piece of ass to another man.

As I thought about that, I was a little sad. The thrill of the chase would be gone for Jeff. And I knew the close friendship between us that started with that chase would eventually be over.

If it wasn't over already.

End Part 3


Javier Torres

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