share a bottle
A couple of blond twinks share a bottle of Champagne, do some 69 sucking and fuck bareback
The Gray Angels
Every hair on John s body stood up when he heard the door close in the other room. But then that s a normal reaction when you are about to experience what is to be an extremely intimate and unfamiliar activity. A few moments later his whole body jumped when he felt someone grasp his ankles and pull his legs apart pair and climb up on the gurney between them. Then soft hot hands slipped slowly up his legs caressing the tender skin as they slowing moved up to his belly. Then he felt a warm body settled down between his legs pushing them further apart. Was it the redhead or the blond he wondered.
His dick quivered slightly as talented fingers played over the tender skin but it didn t raise up. It did firm up a little though when a pair of hot lips begin kissing and sucking and licking the inner thighs. After a minute or two a hot hand wrapped around his penis and began gently jacking the loose skin back and forth. Damn he thought this woman s hand are so soft and gentle. Why couldn t Rebecca s hands have done him like that all these years. Then the other hand cupped his balls and gently toyed with them keeping time with the other hand.
Almost forgotten feelings were stirring in John s lower body and it strained upward to be closer to those hot magic hands. His dick was still only a little firmer minutes later when then the hand holding his penis pulled the foreskin down away from the dark red head so tight it begin stinging. He muttered under his breath and tried to pull away from the hand but he only sunk a tiny bit into the mattress. The pain was quickly forgotten when something sloppy wet and very hot sucked his dick deep inside. It s her mouth he thought oh lord this is better then a pussy any day.
His upper body raised up slightly as he tried to see through the wall dividing his body in half. If I could only see her he thought maybe it would really get hard again. Then the hot wet mouth sucked his penis even deeper and started bobbing up and down faster and faster. He fell back on the cot no longer caring which woman it was. Then the head stopped moving and a magic tongue begin scrubbing the tender ridge around the head of his penis and he could feel the pressure begin growing in his groin. It had been a long time since he had felt that kind of heat building inside him but he knew he would be cumming very soon and there was no way he could stop it from happing. But of course he wouldn t have tried to stop it if he could.
Oh yes he groaned and his body shook as his penis erupted with the first major orgasm he had experienced in a long time. Even though his penis was still only half hard his body convulsed and waves of pleasure washing over him as it erupted. The mouth continued to suck and tongue his slowly shrinking penis until it was completely empty and flaccid again before it pulled away. Moments later he heard the door in the other room open and close again and he was alone.
Very good John your blood pressure is still holding at 140 over 70. That new medication is doing the job for you and you ll probably live at least another decade. Doctor Lombard said as he looked up from the lab report.
I may live a decade longer but I sure won t enjoy it with the side effects. I haven t been able to get a hard on for nearly a year. How about giving me some of those Viagera pills they ve been advertise on the TV? I have a buddy that says his doctor gave him some and they ll make his dick stay hard for an hour or two. John answered.
Sorry John You can t take those kinds of medications. They wouldn t work because your penis only gets hard when you get excited and the blood pressure builds up in your penis making it become very rigid. The medication won t let the pressure get high enough to make it more then a little bit firm and of course it can t be used as it was intended. But the good news is that you can still have a very pleasurable orgasm from masturbation or oral sex so you can still enjoy sex as much as anyone.
I never could get much out of jacking off and we tried the oral sex thing one time years ago but Rebecca gagged and spit for five minutes and said she d never do that again.
OK did you ever have oral sex with someone else? The doctor ask.
You mean from a man? John said as his face turned red.
Yes it happens more often then most people think. Anyway it was just a thought. A lot of people in their seventies like you can t have an erection and many gay men enjoy performing oral sex even if the penis doesn t get rock hard like a teenager. In fact some gay men prefer older men.
No way doc a real man wouldn t let another guy suck his dick. Now having a woman do it would be all right. I could go for that. John said with a smile.
OK in that case I may have just the solution for you. There is an organization I know of called The Gray Angels. Some of the psychiatrists in our area have patients who are addicted to performing oral sex. In order to help their patients avoid diseases and keep them from bars and harmful encounters the psychiatrists and a few doctors founded the Gray Angels organization. It s a group of those older men and women who love to perform oral sex and at the same time help older people such as yourself who have sexual dysfunction problems.
You mean it s men and women both giving blow jobs to old men? Now that sounds more interesting.
That s exactly what I mean John. Of course some of the women and men also help older women who can t have normal sex. You see it s a win win solution for everyone involved. The only patients we doctors recommend as the passive members of the program are certified to be disease free and free of mental problems. The psychiatrists certify that the active members are the same. That way every one involved whether they are giving or receiving oral sex is totally satisfied with and there are no worries about complications. There is no danger of getting involved with another person because neither party knows who they were involved with.
What do they do John ask do it in a dark room?
No anyone could smuggle in a tiny flashlight. An attendant leads the passive member who is only wearing a hospital gown and lays him on a wheeled gurney. After the member lays down on the gurney the lower section is rolled half way through a door into the next room which is empty. When you re comfortable the attendant flips a wall switch and a sliding soundproof panel comes down tightly around your midsection. It prevents either person from knowing who is the other room. That way neither member can see the other and everyone remains completely anonymous. Then the attendant flips the other wall switch and leaves the room. That switch opens the door in the other room and the active member comes in. After the members finish his part and both participants are satisfied the active member is ushered out and the attendant then releases the passive one from the gurney.
But what happens if something goes wrong?
Just press the call button on the gurney and an alarm sounds and attendants rush in.
Well it doesn t sound very romantic but it sounds like it could be very pleasurable. Are you sure you will get a woman if that s your preference?
Of course you do. In fact you almost get to pick the one you want.
Almost get to pick?
Yes you will look through a one way mirror at some women in another room with their backs to you. Then you pick the two you like best and one of them will be the one doing the service for you but you ll never see their faces or know for sure which one.
I suppose there is a big fat fee charged for this service. John said almost sarcastically.
Actually there is only a minimal charge for the patients I believe it s five dollars per visit. However to pay for the clinic s expenses Medicare gets billed for a therapy session each time a patient visits. Since visiting a decent prostitute for oral sex would cost at least fifty dollars and probably much more and you ll run the risk of numerous diseases including AIDS which could cost you your life.
OK doc it sounds great how do I sign up.
Well did you get a good one this time? the redhead ask the blond coming back in the lounge. Ooh baby that old man s dick wouldn t get very hard but I had him twitching so bad that it really got me twitching. I was really surprised when I saw the foreskin hiding the head but that just makes it more sensitive. I was jacking off when he finally shot a load and I got off big time. He must have been saving it up for a year.
Isn t this place the greatest? When I heard about the Gay Doctors Alliance I had no idea they had came up with something like this. Here we get all the straight guy s dicks we can suck without any of the dangers. Besides that we aren t out anything for cover charges and drinks at the clubs and don t have to buy any fancy clothes except a couple of dresses and a wig.
Well it is a great place all the dick you can suck and no worries about catching a disease or getting your ass beat up when some redneck sticks his hand under your skirt and finds your dick instead of a pussy while you are blowing him. The one with the red wig said as the blonde s hand slid under the skirt and found the hard dick.
Are you wanting some of that? The redhead ask.
Not now just wanted to see if it was hard.
Hey Red it s your turn the attendant called from the door We got another live one ready.
The End
after the lectures
Back home after the lectures two cute college boys drink wine, fuck and share sweet cumshots
Northwind Ch. 3
It s funny how things that are so horrible when you first encounter them become normal and even desirable. Days flowed into weeks since that night when I first developed a taste for blood. God it was revolting – at first. Then it became bearable. Then I found myself growing restless fucking whomever Zeph wanted me to fuck doing whatever he wanted me to do just as long as I got to taste him when it was over. What a horrible addiction – but I needed it. I needed that sweet metallic taste on my lips. I needed to feel him in me the way every nerve in my body came alive it was more than lust. The sensations that flooded into me when I fed from him were to sex like a hurricane is to a summer breeze.
That isn t to say sex wasn t enjoyable. For days after I would be so damned horny I could ve taken on a football team and left them gasping. Of course those would be the days he would be gone the bastard – and me alone in the manor jerking off obsessively. I couldn t help it. Everything seemed to get me going. I d step into the shower and the feeling of the water over my skin was so intense so wonderful. The feeling of my slick soapy hands sliding over my body was heaven. Climbing into bed at night the satin sheets were so delicious sometimes I would come after barely touching my cock. It didn t matter that I made a mess of the sheets. Every night they would be clean the bed made courtesy the servants I heard moving about the house but never saw.
So it went for awhile. My nights were spent in a mindless haze of lust and self-gratification punctuated by the occasional visit when Zeph would show up with whomever he had found that night to entertain us. He seemed to favor watching me get fucked by someone rough and strong though sometimes he would bring me a pretty thing to play with. As time went on I left those pretty things more and more bruised. After biting once and breaking the skin Zeph warned me that if I couldn t play nicely with my toys I wouldn t get another. I apologized to the sobbing blond and Zeph erased his memory of the ordeal. No harm done.
After our company du noir had been dealt with (usually put to sleep with a word) Zeph would feed me and I would take every drop I could before he d push me away chiding me for a greedy thing. Then we would lie together in our mutual bliss while the evening s entertainment snored away obliviously. We would talk mostly about my life before I d come to this place. I told him about being kicked out of my parents house and how I d made my way on the street about annoying clients and run-ins with the police. I wasn t ashamed of my past. I was what I was and if it was good enough for him it was good enough for me. Besides the more time passed the more it felt like that life belonged to someone else. It didn t mean anything.
Until one night when I knew Zeph was coming and that he was bringing me something special. I went to the library to wait for him. There was a fire was crackling in the hearth and the servants had thoughtfully set out a glass of cognac. As I lounged in a robe and sipped the sweetly burning drink I wondered if he d bring me another pretty thing. Imagine my surprise when he stepped in dragging a flustered and flailing middle-aged man in a bad suit with him. Good God he d brought me Henry. I d almost forgotten how much that wheezing old bastard agitated me but after one look at that balding pate and portly gut I felt my ire rising.
Zephyros I complained letting him feel my displeasure rather than voicing it.
He gave Henry a hearty shove sending him tumbling to the ground at my feet grunting and struggling to pick himself up off the floor. This proved difficult with Zephyros planting one booted foot in the small of the man s back pressing him down while asking me What don t you like it?
Henry looked up wild-eyed with fear and I could tell it took him a moment to recognize me. Boy he sputtered desperately. You I know you. You have to help me.
His mind was his own – that was odd. I glanced at Zeph who shot me a smile that would ve looked innocent if I didn t know him as well as I did. He reached into his coat drawing out a camera which he fiddled with absently as he said I thought you might like a little revenge and I thought I might like a little blackmail.
I shrugged at Henry and admittedly it was kind of sweet to watch the small dawning of hope in his eyes crumble to dust. What for his money?
Certainly not for his suit.
Henry cut in This is an outrage. Let me go. The anger he tried to drudge up was ruined by the way his voice wavered and cracked.
Shut up. We glanced at each other as we said this in unison and I laughed. This is how you make your money?
Zephyros replied Sometimes. Then his voice took a condescending lilt as he explained to Henry almost kindly You re going to service him and then you re going to pay him substantially or- The camera s flash went off capturing a shot of Henry looking stupefied on his hands and knees in front of me. I m going to ruin your pathetic life or end it. Depends on how much you try my mood tonight.
Why don t you just make him do it? I suggested. Not that I was looking forward to being serviced by a man who bore a strong resemblance to a walrus but there I was trying to be helpful for my darling.
Oh I d like it better if he had to live with knowing he d done it on his own.
You re in a mood tonight I commented as I sized Henry up thoughtfully. He wasn t much to look at but seeing him kneeling there looking so helpless stirred something inside me a sense of control I d never felt before. Zeph was urging me in his wordless way coaxing me to pay back those humiliating nights of sucking him off in his office as he blathered on pitifully about his wife and job. I gave into the temptation and as I did it didn t matter anymore that Henry wasn t beautiful or strong. I started to get aroused on the sense of power. Leaning back I parted my legs lazily letting the robe fall away as I said Give me a blowjob Henry. Oh and I d appreciate it if you called me sir.
Henry gaped at me. What?
What sir. I corrected then sipped my cognac before adding Blow me. Stop talking start sucking.
He looked like he was about to argue but then the camera s flash went off as Zeph snapped another picture. I could feel his amusement and approval. That mixed with the excitement of being in control sent a shiver through me that went right to my dick and I could feel it start to thicken. Not that it took much these days. Henry looked miserable as he crawled forward trailing a nervous kiss along my thigh. Good boy I murmured stretching out a bit so he could get a good look at me pale skin eclipsed by dark silk.
It was a clumsy first attempt he wrapped pudgy fingers around the base of my shaft and leaned forward to give the head of my cock an awkward swish of his tongue. Still after almost a week of having no release but my hand it was better than nothing. He just needed a little instruction – which I helpfully provided. What do you think you re doing licking a stamp? Snap. Flash. Another picture.
Sorry he mumbled.
Sorry what? This from Zephyros.
S-sorry sir. It looked like it pained Henry to say it. I almost felt a twinge of pity but damn. He may not have been the violent type but the way he used the boys on 13th Street was far from kind. Throw some money at a starving kid make him your receptacle then send him back out into the cold. It touched off a spark of indignation that burned through that sympathy. At least when we threw him out he d have somewhere to go.
That s better I murmured around another sip closing my eyes as the cognac blazed a pleasant trail of liquid fire down my throat. Henry must ve decided my dick wasn t going to bite because he took it in his mouth and started sucking gingerly. Harder I grunted squirming a bit on the couch. It wasn t a terribly good blowjob but there was something quaint about the fumbling that made it a turn on. It wasn t half bad and with a little work I was sure he could improve.
Mm nice. He got the hang of sucking then started to bob his head a little taking in more with each downstroke. My eyes opened to slits just in time to see the camera s flash go off again capturing Henry with his eyes closed grimacing his lips wrapped around a hard cock. My breath came quicker as I watched him. I wondered what else I could make him do. I thought about fucking him then decided against it. I was comfortable this felt good and given my druthers I would ve rather not seen Henry naked. So I sat back sipped at my cognac and let the poor bastard do all the work.
How is it?
Zeph s voice snapped me out of the lull I was slipping into and I glanced over at him curiously. Hmm? Oh you know he s not bad. I think with a little work he d be a grade A cocksucker. As Henry paused I frowned at him and snapped No one said you could stop. A thrill of pleasure coursed through me as he cringed and then my cock was wrapped in the wet velvety confines of his mouth again.
He was hurrying trying to get me off so it would be over. I started to chastise him but Zeph cut in You look lovely tonight.
I glanced at him with a sheepish smile that must ve looked ridiculous coupled with the balding head bobbing in my lap. You think so? The conversation was enough of a distraction to hold off my orgasm and I kind of liked the idea of Henry getting a taste of what it was like to try and pleasure someone who wouldn t shut up. Hey aren t you worried he s going to go to the police?
Zeph snapped another picture idly and said I m sure he will but he s not going to remember how he got here or where here is or our faces or our names.
He doesn t remember my name anyway I said ruefully absently leaning down to stroke Henry s cheek wordless encouragement as he uttered a muffled grunt of frustration. Watch the teeth I warned him quietly.
Zeph amended wryly Okay he won t remember my name.
I shifted my hips a bit where I sat. It was starting to really feel good but I didn t want to come yet so I kept talking. What is your name anyway? I probably wouldn t have been so bold with Zephyros save that I was more than a little distracted by the tongue whipping along the underside of my dick. I swear the bastard was starting to enjoy himself.
Murder Zeph said.
That brought me back from my bliss a little. What?
Northwind. Snap there went another picture.
Come again?
Zeph lowered the camera and looked at me as if I was daft. Murder Northwind he explained. My name.
Henry started to ease off again but since he didn t stop I let him. His tongue swirled around the head of my cock and I heard a low moan. Glancing down I saw a tent in the crotch of his awful suit. I toyed with the idea of letting him stroke himself but it was a passing thought. I had other things on my mind. Your name is Murder? For real?
It was a perfectly acceptable name in those days Zeph replied looking a little put out. My mother chose it after the middle name of her paternal grandfather.
Your mother named you Murder. I was a child of the twentieth century. It was all very fascinating.
Zephyros smiled faintly and said Ironic considering what became of her. I think your friend is getting a little restless.
Henry whimpered pathetically and I did feel kind of sorry for him so I petted his sparse hair and said indulgently You can play with yourself. He wasted no time unbuckling his belt and whipping out his rather unimpressive tool. I remembered being able to swallow it down all the way without gagging but then I d learned to suppress that reflex years ago. Maybe it just looked small compared to his meaty hand stroking it furiously. His face was flushed with shame but he didn t miss a beat so to speak. As the conversation subsided he went back to sucking me with a will.
Zephyros went back to snapping pictures and I admit I enjoyed putting on a show squirming and bucking my hips at the poor man s face fucking his mouth as he worked desperately to get himself off. You like that don t you? I crooned and my voice was raspy with pleasure. Maybe if you re good I ll fuck you next time. I got a sense from Zeph that there wouldn t be a next time but I didn t mind. Henry whimpered when I said it and that was the point.
I tried to hold off but it became more and more difficult until I succumbed holding Henry tightly by the back of his head so he couldn t pull away. He gagged and sputtered as I shot into his mouth. He tried to pull away and there was a time he could have with no trouble but Zephyros blood had made me strong and there was very little he could do. The constriction of his throat as he was forced to swallow was well worth the momentary scraping of his teeth and I couldn t help crying out. Then I collapsed back against the couch as the waves of pleasure subsided lost in a daze and only barely aware of Henry licking me clean as his shoulder propped against my leg shifted with the motion of him jerking himself off.
I glanced aside lazily at the nearly empty glass of cognac tilted precariously in my hand and with malice aforethought I tipped it letting the amber liquid pour over my stomach as I sighed Good boy. That s for you. Like an eager pup the man licked and kissed at my stomach catching up every drop. His mustache tickled my skin and I laughed softly as I stroked his comb-over and sighed again. He pressed his cheek against my abdomen as he came shuddering and gasping. He looked so sweet. I realized he didn t irritate me anymore. Henry wasn t a good person but he was a passable pet. I pondered toward Zeph the notion of keeping him but was answered with a firm negative. Ah well. This one already had a good home.
Unfortunately as Henry started to recover he also started to remember who he was and what he was doing here. After a few moments of resting against my side he sat up suddenly and fumbled with his trousers brushing at the damp stain on the front of them nervously. Oh God he groaned. I ve got to get out of here.
Zeph took one last picture for good measure then tucked the camera away in his coat again as he said Yes you do. Get up. Then Eric what do you think that was worth? Ten grand? Twenty?
What? Henry s eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head. Zeph shot him a glance that sent chills down my spine. I can only imagine what it must have done to Henry – he became quite pale and I was half-worried he d faint.
I wonder how much your wife would think they re worth Zeph mused. Then he shrugged and said We ll work it out when we get back to your office. Now go lie down until I m ready to deal with you. I could feel the mental whiplash as Henry s mind was seized and he obeyed without a word curling up on the couch opposite me to stare into space blankly.
You really don t like him do you? I ventured.
Zephyros shrugged as he ambled over sliding onto the couch and taking me in his arms. I m giving him what he wants. Tear away the money and power and there s a spineless coward pining for someone to tell him what to do. I shivered as he drew a kiss along my throat and my fingers curled through his dark hair lovingly. Not like you he whispered against my skin. You take to power well.
He kissed me then and I melted against him. Compared to the average person I might have been uncannily strong but when his lips touched mine I felt weak as a kitten. He supported me with one arm around my waist as he leaned back and raked one sharp nail along one side of his throat parting the pale flesh. My heart beat faster and my guts twisted with anguished need as I watched blood so thick it was almost black welling up from the wound. Kiss me he whispered and I fell upon him pressing him into the couch as I latched on to drink taking him into me.
To be continued…