Happy Holidays, Bboy! Here is your story! I hope it's erotic enough to jack off to (I did several times while writing it). Here's the story: Bryan, a high school senior, goes to Mexico for his long-awaited penectomy. There, he meets a male couple, one of whom is cockless. He learns from them how to adjust to being without his penis. When he gets back, he finds a lover and gets fucked for the first time. If anyone has comments, I'd prefer to read them on the archive, although the email address is OK.
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Bboy Loses It On Vacation
Bryan tucked his limp cock between his legs and once again
stood in front of the full-length mirror. The thought of being
without his cock began to make him hard. "I would be so happy if I
didn't have this thing," he thought to himself. After looking at
himself some more, he opened his legs and let his now-hard cock
spring out. He took a pair of hair-cutting scissors from the vanity,
opened the blades, and placed his cock in between them. It only grew
harder.
Taking his throbbing cock in his hand, he jacked it off
while making slight cutting motions with the scissors. "Cut it off,"
he said to himself. He imagined himself cutting all the way through
his lovely five-inch penis. As he did so, he grew more and more
aroused. Finally, he came, shooting a wad of white, sticky cum all
over the vanity.
Although he couldn't explain it, Bryan's penis was turned on
the most when he fantasized about losing it. When he peed, he sat
down on the toilet and tucked his penis between his legs. He loved
to pee sitting down. He loved the sound of his pee tinkling in the
water. "If I didn't have a cock, I could do this naturally," he
thought. "I could close my legs and piss just like a girl."
Bryan had wanted a penectomy since he was about twelve. He
didn't know why, because he loved his penis. But he felt he would be
happier if he didn't have it. He loved the feeling of always being
turned on and not able to do anything about it. Often he would go
days without cumming, masturbating several times a day but stopping
before orgasm.
With his Polaroid and a timer, Bryan snapped picture after
picture of himself without his male organ. He took pictures of
himself with a big knife next to his cock, and when he was alone, he
masturbated to them.
Later, Bryan logged onto the Eunuch Archive on his new
computer, the one his parents bought him as an early graduation
present. He was fascinated by the stories where young men lost their
cocks, especially when other men cut them off. He loved to think
about what it would be like to be aroused without being able to
satisfy himself. At school, he lusted after the other boys in the
shower room, imagining that he was behind their tight young asses,
thrusting at them in frustration because he didn't have his cock
anymore. He loved the thought of being the only one without a cock
bouncing in front of him. For Bryan, happiness would come when there
were only his balls between his legs.
But he had plans. He would go to Mexico to undergo a
penectomy. There, he would finally have his organ cut off. He had
been such a good boy for so many years that his parents agreed to
let him vacation in Mexico over spring break. It took some begging
on Bryan's part, though. At one point, while his parents were buying
his ticket, he was on the Internet checking out clinics. He didn't
want just anyone to remove his manhood. He wanted it done safely,
and he knew a medical clinic would help him. He had enough money
saved from his jobs to pay for it. To Bryan, it was THE graduation
gift, one that would define his life.
When spring break arrived, Bryan excitedly boarded the plane
that would take him to Mexico. As he hugged his family goodbye, he
was aware that his penis would never again be at home.
In his seat on the plane, he squirmed the entire time, his
cock almost constantly hard. It had never been so excited. Twice he
had to get up, go to the bathroom, and jack off.
After landing near Acapulco, Bryan settled in to his hotel
room. He looked outside his window, noticing a beach very close by.
As he looked closer, he realized that it was a nude beach. He
quickly put on his swimsuit and headed out the door.
Bryan entered the beach excitedly. Hundreds of people were
naked. The women didn't interest him, except that they had smooth
crotches instead of cocks hanging down. Although Bryan liked women,
they did not turn him on like men did. He loved everything about
men: the way they looked, talked, and the way they looked naked.
Bryan knew that he was gay, and he was happy with it. There were
numerous naked men of all types, and he couldn't keep their eyes off
their beautiful bodies.
"It's a good thing I brought my sunglasses," he said to
himself. "That way, the men won't know which parts of their bodies
I'm looking at!" He stripped off his swimming suit and lay down on a
pillow, pretending to be asleep. The first man to catch his eye was
a well-built young man. The man had a big cock that swayed as he
walked. Bryan wanted so much to bury his nose in the man's crotch
and suck his big, gorgeous dick. As the man walked by, Bryan ogled
his ass. It was muscular, tight, and hairy. Bryan imagined that the
man had a tight, pink hole and that he, Bryan, was on his knees,
licking it up and down. He imagined that once his own cock was gone,
he would be spending a lot of time with his face in men's asses,
fucking their holes with his tongue.
After a while, Bryan caught a sight that made his heart
race. Two men walked past him with their arms around each other.
They looked content with each other. But one of them did not have
his cock! Bryan stared like an idiot at the man's crotch. There was
just a razor-thin stump where his cock should have been. "Oh, my
God," he thought. "That man is beautiful. How did he lose his
penis?"
He continued in his daze, his head racing, while the two men
walked by. He wondered how they could be so happy. That cockless
man's partner must be a wonderful man, Bryan thought. I wouldn't
want to go through life without sucking cock.
An hour later, after intoxicating himself with the beauty of
the naked men before him, Bryan again saw the two men. They were
walking the other way. His eyes stayed glued to the balls-only
crotch of the one man.
Suddenly, he saw them approach him. Bryan quickly looked
away, but it was too late.
"Hello," said the cockless one. "Curious?"
"What? Oh, no, I'm just new to the beach."
"You have an erection and you were staring at us."
"What?" Bryan looked down. "Wow. I do. I can't hide it. Well
… I was just intrigued."
The two men introduced themselves as Andrew and Robert.
Robert was the one Bryan was interested in. As they sat near him, he
couldn't help staying aroused. At one point, when Robert switched
his sitting position, Bryan caught a glimpse of the man's asshole.
It appeared very stretched.
That's what mine will be like, he thought.
They talked for an hour. Robert explained his interest in
not having a penis. Andrew was a medical technician and had cut him.
It had been a loving ceremony, surrounded by friends and
declarations of love.
"Andrew cutting off my penis was the most wonderful act of
love I have ever received," Robert said. He hugged his boyfriend,
and they kissed.
The two men, who lived nearby, invited Bryan over for
supper. Bryan told them of his plans and how he knew he would regret
being without his male organ. "But," he told them, "I would regret
not having it done."
Robert showed Bryan a book of professionally done photos of
himself. They showed him in erotic poses without his cock. His balls
hanging down without his cock struck Bryan as very beautiful. Seeing
Robert this way, Bryan wanted to climb on top of him and hump away!
"I love being sexual without a cock," said Robert. "The
anticipation, the buildup, the foreplay-they never end. Never. I'm
always aroused and never able to help it. I want to stick my dick
into Andrew's hot ass, but I can't. I love being frustrated!"
"Doesn't it hurt to be so frustrated?" Bryan asked.
"At first, yes. But then I learned to like it. Instead of
trying for an orgasm all the time, I am living in the glow of
constant sexual feeling. And it turns Andrew on, too. He fucks my
ass so well that I don't need my cock anyway."
"I noticed how stretched your ass was," said Bryan.
"It's the center of my erotic being," said Robert. "With my
cock gone, I'm focused on my ass. You will be, too."
"Watch this," said Andrew. He turned around and bent over.
Then he spread his ass cheeks. Bryan could see his pink hole, the
black hair that surrounded it, and the sweat that glistened on his
ass hairs. Robert came up to him, put his crotch right up to
Andrew's ass, and tried to fuck him.
Andrew begged Robert to stick his cock up his ass.
"I can't," said Robert. "I can't fuck you. I'll never be
able to fuck you. I'm always frustrated because I want to fuck you,
but I can't."
Bryan was so turned on, he grew hard. But he did not touch
his own cock.
"Can I watch you two make love?" asked Bryan. "I want to see
how it will be for me after I get cut."
"We'd be happy to," said Andrew. With that, the two men
began to kiss lovingly. Bryan stayed hard as he watched Robert press
his cockless crotch into his boyfriend's hard dick. As the two
kissed, hugged and caressed, Bryan noticed that Robert moved
unhurriedly.
Then Robert lay on his side and lifted a leg. Andrew lay
behind him and spread his lover's cheeks. He put his tongue to
Robert's hole and licked up and down, wetting the hole. He invited
Bryan to do the same. Bryan savored the texture of the puffy lips of
Robert's asshole, and the ease with which his tongue slid in. Robert
was clean and very musky.
Then Andrew put his large cock to Robert's hole. Pushing in, his
cock slid in quickly. The two men began to fuck in rhythm.
Bryan lay beside Robert. He tucked his own cock between his
legs and then kissed Robert, touched his chest, and pressed his
crotch as best he could against Robert's. He liked how there were no
cocks between Robert and him.
Finally, Andrew came inside Robert's ass. Their fucking died
down. With that, Bryan took his own cock out from between his legs.
He had not come, and he did not want to. He just dealt with the
frustration. He wanted to come very badly, and his balls began to
hurt, but he did not let himself. He wanted to experience the pain
of non-release.
The day of his penectomy was tomorrow. To help him remember his
penis, Andrew took several photos of Bryan in different positions,
both hard and soft. He posed Bryan with his cock at Robert's
asshole. Bryan wanted to know what he would be missing, and that
included the joy of fucking another man's ass.
Additionally, he had a question for the young man.
"Are you a virgin?"
"Yes," said Bryan. "I'm a virgin. I've never been inside a man's ass
before."
"Are you having second thoughts?" asked Robert.
"Yes, I am. If I go through with this, I'll never know what it's
like to feel the warmth and tightness of another man's asshole. And
my cock is so beautiful. But … this is what I want, even though I
don't want it. Do you know what I mean?"
Robert nodded. "Everyone who loses his cock knows what you mean."
'Then I guess I'm ready. I want my cock cut off."
The fact that Bryan did not know the surgeon only kept him turned
on. Robert and Andrew were present with a video camera to capture
the whole thing. They promised to put the footage on the Web so the
whole world could see a real penis being cut off.
Bryan disrobed and climbed onto the table. Submissively, he put his
feet into the stirrups. He felt vulnerable and exposed. Lying on the
table, he could feel the air caress his asshole, which was in full
view of the doctor.
The doctor understood that in these situations, the one about to
lose his cock wanted one last orgasm. He stood aside as Bryan jacked
off for one last time. Bryan watched himself in a mirror, rubbing
his cock with intense pleasure. To help him fantasize, Robert
straddled him with his ass toward Bryan's face. Bryan now looked at
Robert's beautiful stretched hole. He could smell the musky odor of
Robert's balls, too, and he masturbated to an intense orgasm. It was
the best he'd ever had. He took his cum and offered some to Robert
and Andrew. Then he took the rest and put it into his mouth,
savoring the taste for one last time. He wanted the taste of his cum
to be the last thing he tasted before he went under the anesthesia.
Then the doctor took a catheter and showed it to Bryan.
"You will need to get another erection before I can insert
this into you," he said.
Bryan got an erection in no time, and the doctor inserted
the tube. It hurt very much, and Bryan winced. Instinctively, he
reached between his legs for one last orgasm, but the doctor took
his hand away.
"It's too late for that," said the man in the white coat. He seemed
to smile evilly. "You'll never have an orgasm again."
Then the doctor rubbed Bryan's freshly shaved crotch with alcohol.
He was emotionless as he filled a needle with fluid and injected it
into the base of Bryan's cock. Soon the pain died down. He then
fitted an anesthesia mask over Bryan's face. As Bryan faded out, he
couldn't help cumming one more time, even though he could not feel
his cock.
The doctor took a scalpel in one hand. With the other hand,
he took Bryan's cock and pulled it. Then he placed the scalpel at
the base of the cock and cut around it. He cut around it again.
Bryan's penis was now severed. The doctor slid it down the tube and
off. He placed it into a pan. With his camera, Andrew filmed the
cock as it lay there, helpless, in the pan. He knew Bryan would like
to see his cock lying useless. Then Andrew followed the medical
assistant as the cock was led to an incinerator. The assistant held
up the dead, useless penis to the camera, and then tossed it into
the flames.
Bryan's cock was now completely gone.
Then it was time to reroute Bryan's urethra. Using the
scalpel, the doctor cut a v-shaped opening between Bryan's balls and
his asshole. The opening pointed forward. Then the doctor reached in
through the hole where Bryan's penis had been and pushed the urethra
backward until it reached Bryan's new pisshole. The doctor pulled
the urethra through this new hole. It extended several inches beyond
the opening.
Then the doctor stitched up the new hole, keeping the
urethra in place and stitching around it. He cut the pisstube even
with the hole and stitched it there. Bryan how had a new way to
piss: he would sit down just like girls did. No more standing at
urinals or in front of the toilet. No more writing his name in the
snow. Every time he went into a public bathroom, the other men would
hear him piss just like girls did.
But Bryan would be happy pissing like that. He had seen
girls piss, and he liked the way it looked. He liked the way it
sounded, too.
On arriving home, Bryan spent the next four days in bed, tired and
sore. The weight of the operation had not yet hit him. But when
Robert took off the bandages and showed Bryan his new crotch, the
boy marveled. He touched the area. Aside from some scar tissue, it
was a smooth, cockless patch. Instinctively, he tried to grip what
used to be his penis, but to no avail.
Afterward, as he was about to take a pee for his first time as a
cockless man, Robert joined him on the toilet. Bryan watched in
fascination as Robert lifted up his balls and showed him the stream
of piss coming out of the hole underneath. Then Bryan let loose from
his new pisshole.
"It's beautiful," he said. "Just like a girl. Wow!"
One day, Bryan decided he wanted to show off his new body to the
world. Beckoning Robert, the two took to the nude beach and shed
their clothes. Others gawked as the two men walked together. Women
who were accustomed to discreetly looking at men's bodies were
caught of guard this time. So were other men.
A number of other men gathered around the two and asked questions.
How do you pee? Isn't it frustrating to not be able to penetrate
someone? How do you get your pleasure? Can it increase intimacy?
Some of the women only giggled, saying, "More men should have this
done. At least we wouldn't have to worry about them messing around
on us."
Afterward, the two men sat down together. Bryan had never noticed
naked men as much as he did now. "It figures," he sighed. "Now that
I'm cut, I start to notice men more."
"Once you are unable to fuck, you naturally notice men more," said
Robert. "That's the beauty of it. You live in a world of constant
wonder, always noticing the beauty of men and their bodies."
He saw two very beautiful men embrace, their arms around each other
and their organs pressed together. Bryan squeezed his thighs
together, but he felt nothing. He twitched. Robert did, too, but he
watched his friend with amusement. Instinctively, Bryan reached for
his cock, but remembered it was not there. He sighed.
Then he saw one of the two men bend over to pick something up. The
man's large balls were exposed between his legs. Again, Bryan
crossed his legs, hoping to quell the excitement that filled his
whole body.
Finally, Robert suggested they go for a swim to cool Bryan down. As
they walked to the water, Bryan noticed other men, some lying down
with their beautiful buns exposed, others sitting up, their cocks
resting peacefully.
Bryan spent a week at Andrew and Robert's, exploring his body. He
looked at himself in the mirror from several angles. Robert took
photos of him in many positions, and shot a video of Bryan walking
without a cock, stroking his smooth crotch, and putting on sexy
strip shows, gyrating a crotch that would never be satisfied. He
began to notice an unending frustration in his groin.
"Here is how your frustration will feel," said Andrew one day. He
bent over in front of Bryan, exposing the tight, hairy rear that
Bryan loved to look at. "Fuck me, Bryan," he ordered.
Bryan mounted Andrew. Where there had once been a raging cock, there
was now nothing. In vain, Bryan tried to fuck Andrew, but couldn't.
He ground his crotch as much as he could into Andrew's hairy crack,
trying to reach the seductive pink hole in front of him. It was no
use.
Bryan became frustrated. "Why did I let them do this to me? I want
to cum! Please give me my cock back! Please!"
Andrew and Robert laughed. "You will never have your cock back.
There is only frustration for you now. You'd better start thinking
of your mouth and ass as your only sexual outlets!"
Bryan looked down at his shaven balls and stump. It began to sink
into him that his beloved cock was gone. It was gone. He slumped to
the floor and began to cry. "What have I done? How can I live like
this?"
Andrew and Robert comforted him. "You'll get used to it," Robert
said. "You'll get used to always being frustrated and never having
orgasms." And he slid his hand along Bryan's asscrack, telling him
to lie on his back and pull his legs up.
When Bryan did, Robert caressed his young hole, a hole supple and
tight and never before entered. He kissed it. He called it a pussy.
He spread lubrication on it.
Robert got up and came back with a small device.
"It's a butt plug with lube inside," he said. He inserted it into
Bryan's hole. "If you squeeze your cheeks together really hard, the
lube will come out and prepare you for getting fucked. During the
course of the day, it will stay in. Wear this plug at all times so
your ass gets stretched and functions as a pussy."
With gratitude, Bryan thanked Robert and Andrew. They lay down and
slept together, because Bryan had to return to America the next day.
Bryan felt different upon being back in America.
When he got off the plane and hugged his family members, he
distanced his body a little so they would not feel that something
was missing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his little
brother's crotch. There was a hard-on there, probably just a
spontaneous one. Bryan's crotch began to ache. He already missed
hard-ons, and he wanted to have one again.
Bryan shared his experience with his friends at the Eunuch
Archive. He created a Web site that showed the film of his
penectomy, including the final scene where his cock was thrown to
the incinerator. His friends at the archive congratulated him. He
wrote a full-length account of his story and shared it with the
group. But the things he read on the archive now frustrated him,
since he could no longer masturbate to it. He would rub his crotch
over and over, looking for relief as he read story after story about
men getting their cocks cut off. But each time, he was left
frustrated.
Now that this was his senior year, Bryan spent a little less
time on his studies and more on partying. Sitting around the tables
with his friends, he listened when the talk turned to sex. His
friends talked about how their penises felt when sliding into their
girlfriends' pussies, and about the tight fits they got when fucking
their girlfriends in the ass.
"By far, fucking in the ass is better," one friend said.
"It's so much tighter and so much more raw."
Among his other group of friends, which included some gay
ones, they said the same. And some of the girls liked the raw, tight
fucking. One of Bryan's friends, Steve, remarked to him that it
would be cool to feel what the girls feel. Bryan began to suspect
that Steve could be gay.
One night, they had a sleepover and they played truth or
dare. The first question was Steve's, and it was directed at Bryan.
"Have you ever licked a girl's pussy?"
"No!" he said. "Never."
"Okay, your turn."
"Okay," said Bryan, "Steve, have you ever fucked a girl?"
"Yes."
"Liar!" he cried.
"Okay, what's the dare?"
"Take out your cock and jack off."
"No way!"
"Do it!"
Sheepishly, Steve pulled out his penis. It was growing erect
very quickly. He looked away from the other curious boy as he
started to play with his penis.
"Here," said Bryan, "this'll help you fantasize." And he
turned around and pulled down his pants, exposing his ass and his
balls.
Steve's heart pounded. It was such a beautiful sight - a
tight ass pointing right at him! Because Bryan's legs were together,
Steve couldn't see a penis.
Immediately, Bryan could feel throbbing where his cock had been.
Then he looked at Steve. Steve's face was getting red, but his cock
had grown huge. It was throbbing. In just a minute, he shot wads of
cum all over his sleeping bag.
Bryan pulled up his pants and got Steve a paper towel to
clean up the cum. So, Bryan thought, Steve likes boys, too.
Then a difficult question came up for Bryan. "Have you ever
wanted to suck a guy's cock?"
"No way, and I mean it."
"Are you sure?"
He hesitated. "Yeah."
"You hesitated, so you're lying. I dare you to jack off and
eat your cum."
Bryan looked at Steve. He would have loved to, but he
couldn't.
"Okay," he said, "I have wanted to suck one … yours."
His friend stammered. "You'd better not be serious."
"Why not? I've seen yours. It's big, it's thick, and I'll
bet it tastes great. You never know; maybe I would like to suck it."
He was relieved. He wouldn't have to show Steve the truth.
Still, the sight of Steve's big, beautiful cock tortured his mind.
Steve had noticed that Bryan didn't have much of a bulge in
his pants. He always noticed boys' crotches, and he knew that
Bryan's was different. He also suspected something when Bryan went
to the bathroom to piss, and the sound was like that of a girl
going.
So, after Bryan fell asleep, Steve waited. He knew Bryan was
a heavy sleeper. A few hours into the night, Steve opened up Bryan's
boxer shorts. He gasped.
"Oh, my God," he thought. "What happened?"
Steve was confused. He had seen Bryan in the showers in gym
class. He had admired Bryan's nice cock and had even fantasized
about it.
He fell asleep hours later, his mind racing at the sight of
Bryan's cockless crotch.
The next morning, Steve decided to "accidentally" find out
about Bryan. When Bryan was showering, Steve waited in the living
room. When he could hear Bryan toweling off, he walked to the
bathroom door and opened it, pretending to ask a question. As he saw
Bryan's stump, he faked a gasp.
"What are you doing here?" Steve demanded, covering up.
"I didn't think you'd mind since - what happened to your
cock?"
Bryan stammered. "Uh … umm …"
"Let me see it."
Bryan faced his friend. Steve knelt down and moved close.
Bryan did not move away. "Oh, my God. The thing is completely gone!
Why? What happened to you?"
Bryan then explained his trip to Mexico, the operation, and
his long-held desire to be cockless.
"But don't you want to fuck? Don't you want to fuck a girl
someday?"
"You wouldn't understand, Steve. I want to be frustrated all
the time. I want to be in a constant state of torture, knowing that
I'll never be able to use my cock."
"This is definitely the weirdest thing I've ever seen," said
Steve. "What about when you're in the locker room and everyone sees
you?"
"I'll be proud of my cockless body. Here, you can touch the
area if you want," said Bryan.
"Are you sure?"
"Go ahead."
Steve touched the area with his hand. He rubbed it.
"Sometimes I can feel sensations that aren't really there,"
said Bryan, looking down at his handsome friend, who was on his
knees in front of him. Steve's mouth looked so fuckable to Bryan. "I
feel like thrusting, too."
Then Steve kissed the area.
"Why'd you do that?"
"Just testing you. You don't seem to mind that I kissed you
there."
"No, I don't mind."
"There's something cute about it," said Steve. Then he
opened his mouth wide and said, "Stick it in. I want to suck your
cock."
Bryan made thrusting motions at Steve's mouth, and Steve
said, "Fuck my mouth. Fuck it. I want to drink all of your delicious
cum." He grabbed Bryan's hips and pulled them toward him.
"Please stop teasing me," Bryan begged.
"No, I want to suck hard on your cock. Come on!" He laughed
Bryan. "I can torture you for long periods like this." Then he began
to peel off all his clothes. When he was naked, he turned around,
bent down and spread his cheeks.
Bryan gulped. He looked at Steve's ass. It had tufts of
brown hair around his hole and around his crack. His hole was pink
and very tight. Steve was obviously a virgin back there. Bryan's
body ached to fill that tight, pink hole. His whole body felt like
squirming.
"Go ahead, ram my tight ass! Take my virginity. Fuck me!"
Bryan took hold of Steve's hips and thrust forward, but his
smooth patch only grazed his friend's cheeks. He couldn't make
contact with Steve's hole, which was waiting patiently to be
penetrated. Bryan's balls slapped against Steve's ass cheeks.
"It's no use. I can't do it," Bryan complained.
Steve turned around and hugged Bryan. The two naked men
stayed locked together for a while. Steve's hard cock pressed into
Bryans' smooth area.
They turned to look into the mirror. There was only one
penis between them. Steve began to rub it against Bryan, and Bryan
rubbed back. They were two men with only one penis, and they were
both rubbing it. Bryan liked being the one without the penis. He
liked providing pleasure for another man. And he felt that Steve's
penis was also "his," but in a different sense. He felt that he was
beginning to know the joys of not having a cock of his own.
Soon, a river of cum shot out from Steve's cock and flowed
down both of their legs. They looked into each other's eyes.
"So, we both like boys," said Steve.
"Boys and only boys," said Bryan.
"And we just had sex for the first time. And it was great."
"Do you want to do it again?" asked Bryan.
Steve nodded.
Then Bryan said, "I want there to be just one cock between
us, and I want it to be yours. I want to pleasure it and turn it on
and make it come. I want to have no pleasure in my own crotch. Only
in ..."
"In your mouth?"
"Yes," said Bryan. Then he knelt down in front of Steve. He
licked the remaining cum off Steve's cock. It was the first time he
had ever tasted cock. He loved it. Then he took some of the cum on
Steve's leg and rubbed it into Steve's asshole. He beckoned Steve to
bend over. When Steve did, Bryan went weak in the knees. His face
was buried in Steve's hairy, sweaty ass. He sniffed the musky odor.
He licked the cum off. Then he darted his tongue into his friend's
tight ass and moved it around.
This is the only way I will be able to fuck a man, he
thought. At least I will get to taste it and rub my face in it at
the same time. He put some more cum on his tongue, stood up, and
kissed his new lover. They passed the cum back and forth. Finally,
Bryan swallowed it.
Steve reached around and felt Bryan's ass. "Are you a virgin
back here?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to feel pleasure back here, too?"
"Yes." Then he told Steve how Robert's ass had been
stretched, and how he, too, wanted to have an ass that was stretched
out like that. "My man pussy. That's what it will be. And you're
welcome to stretch it as much as you want."
Then Steve took Bryan's hand and led him upstairs. The two
happy boys walked together, naked, their butts tingling with
anticipation - Steve's for the feel of Bryan's tongue, and Bryan's
for his friend's cock.
As Bryan spread his cheeks for his very first cock, he felt
happy. As the cock slowly slid in, he forgot all about his own. He
was happy that he didn't need it.