update

A texts me last night. Says he needs to back away for a while. He wants to give counseling a chance with his b/f. Says he really (his italics) loves being with me but owes his b/f a chance. I give it 2 weeks before he's calling me again.

Chris might move back to Wisconsin. The combination of family matters and a poor economy here in So Cal have taken their toll on him. He says he'll let me know in a few days what's going on. I might see him tonight.

Cory texts me this morning. He's been on vacation the past few weeks with his b/f. Says he's horned like hell and wants to take on a few guys at a time. I might call him later.

Erik leaves last night after I face fucked him for a few hours. He looks tired but still smiles brightly as I walk him to the door. With skateboard in hand he tells me he wants to see me again soon. Wants to spend the weekend with me. Don't know how I'll manage that. It will require a little more planning.

Haven't heard from Hollywood and, frankly, don't expect to. Famous people have very short-term memories. Despite the absolute hot-ness of the occasion I doubt he'll contact me.

Justin has mid-terms this week. I hear him arguing with his b/f last night. We've texted a few times but always missed each other. I'll text him in a few minutes. He's the kind of boy who will drop everything for a good deep dicking.

umbilical

A texted me this morning. He wants to see me but he's "grounded." B/f went ballistic when I dropped him off last time, smelling of sweat and cum. He and A are going to couple's counseling. What a waste. A will be texting me within a day, looking for cock.

Erik texts me every couple of hours. I think the boy's in love. Tells me he wants to spend a weekend with me. Think I can arrange that.

Chris is out of commission for a few weeks. Has to go back to Wisconsin to take care of some family issues. I'll miss fucking his mouth.

Got a text from Cory this morning. Tells me he'll be running errands and wants to know if he can stop by. I think for a second and a plan forms. I text Justin. He's awake and horny. I tell both of them to come by asap. Justin, of course, simply jumps in the shower and walks next door. He is smiling. I kiss him deeply and strip him naked. I take him to the bedroom. I put him on all fours and blindfold him. I wrap another blue handkerchief around his right thigh. I pull the plastic container from underneath my bed. I choose a medium sized black buttplug. Slick, I insert it into his boyhole. He wiggles his ass for me. I spank it lightly, a loud thwack echoing in the room.

Wait here, boystud, I whisper into his ear when there is a knock at the door. I open it. Cory smiles. He walks in and his clothes are soon a pile on the floor next to Justin's. We kiss deeply. His cock springs to life and he gropes me through my clothes. I lead him into the bedroom. He sees Justin on the bed. He smiles at me. We kiss deeply again, moaning for pure effect. Justin's cock springs to life, too. Huge drops of thick pre-cum ooze from his dick on to my bedcover. I lead Cory over to the bed and position him so that he is on all fours and facing Justin. In a minute he, too, is blindfolded with another thick black buttplug inserted into his boyhole. They both giggle a bit. On their own though they begin kissing. They open their mouths and explore each other's mouths with their tongues. They get a rhythm going. Spit begins covering their lips and they fight for dominance over who will be kissing whom. While they do this I remove a large black double-headed dildo from the plastic box. It is thick and long. It is my favorite. I pour some lube on it and slowly stroke it. I cover it until the black skin is shiny in the daylight. The boys continue making out. My cock stands rigidly against my sweat shorts.

When I am ready I set the dildo down. I smack Cory on the ass. He jumps a little and giggles. I guide him around so that his mouth is near the edge of the bed and his boyhole is in Justin's face. "Start eating, Justin," I say. Cory backs up slightly and Justin plants his tongue directly into Cory's boypussy. I watch for a few minutes and then nudge Cory's mouth with the tip of my cock. He opens wide and completely swallows my manmeat. He moans loudly which gets Justin even more worked up. Justin grabs Cory's ass with his hands and burrows deeper with his tongue. Cory moans more and gets my cock dripping wet. Long strands of spit spill out of his mouth. I catch some of them and lube my cock with it as Cory bathes my balls in his mouth.

When both of them are leaking pre-cum like a faucet I pull away from Cory. I guide Justin around so that both of their butts are backed against each other. I chuckle as I get them to both bark like dogs for a few minutes. They try their best and end up giggling like school boys. I back them away a bit and slowly insert each end of the dildo into their boyholes. Cory is tighter than Justin but just as eager. Justin takes it like a true slut. When I get it inside Cory he gasps audibly. Slowly the boys work it inside of them until most of the slithering beast has disappeared into their boycunts. They push back on to it, their asses bumping frequently. Cory begins breathing heavily and Justin moans like a slut. In time they both moan loudly. They push deeper on to the dildo. At times it will slip out of one boyhole and the other will pick up the slack. Its thickness stretches them. The grease turns their pussies into a sloppy mess. I walk around to Justin's mouth and push my cock inside. He greedily sucks on it. They continue to fuck each other while Justin vaccumms my cock. He licks the piss slit slowly. He explores the shaft.

"Uhhhhhh I'm getting close," Cory moans.

Me, too, Justin whispers, his mouth full of cock. I smile and pull out. I stroke slowly but carefully, trying not to shoot too soon. The boys bang away, the dildo plunging in and out, making sweet sucking sounds. Cory jerks away at his cock. He moans loudly and lets loose with a hot thick load that dripped slowly on to the sheets.

"Fuckin hot, boy," I say confidently. I scoop up some of the cum. I move to Justin and let him lick it off my fingers. He lets go of a loud cry and his cock spits out 6 HUGE thick loads--all without ever having touched his dick. He continues licking my fingers. I stroke my cock and get close. "Come here, boys," I command. They move quickly, the dildo sliding easily from their loose sloppy holes. They eagerly put their mouths near my cock. When I shoot I aim for the space between their mouths. I shoot hot thick loads that cover their faces. Several shots end up in Justin's eager mouth. Cory slurps up the common jizz between them. They lick the remnants off my red throbbing cock. They are still blindfolded.

When they have cleaned off my cock I lie back on the bed. Like good boys they lie next to me; one on either side of me. They lay their heads down on my thighs. I caress the backs of their necks, telling them how good boysluts they were. They giggle again.

Thank you, they say in unison.

I'm not kidding.

doggie style

The back room is boiling hot. With the door shut it becomes unbearable. The sweat pours down his back as he leans against the wall. My hands desperately try to keep grip on his hips as I bang him from behind. I take a firm grip and slam into him, my balls slapping against his groin, my cock a sloppy mess as it invades his boyhole deeper and deeper. He grits his teeth but the moans escape his mouth anyway. We are aware of the customers who, no doubt, are waiting for him in the store. Joe is away taking care of some legal business. Cory is the only one running the business. Except he is in his backroom, totally naked and getting his boypussy slammed.

Fuck me, X. Fuck me harder please, he moans. I never get fucked like this.

From behind the door I hear one of the dogs sniffing around. It stops right at the door. I can hear the muffled voices of those upfront. It makes me harder, totally turning me on thinking that I am in complete control of him. People are wondering where he is and he has neglected everything to be my cockslut. I push harder. His boypussy is a wet gaping hole. I slide furiously, the lube thickening with the pre-cum. He breathes harder. I can feel his cock bouncing up and down like a metronome, keeping a furious pace with his breeding. I clasp on to his hips tighter and grit my teeth. I can't hold it back anymore. I push forward and release a flood of manjuice. The loads shoot fast, giving me little time to control my rhythm. I push 10 thick ropey loads inside his gut, impregnating him. I am able to stop but am still leaking juice. When my cock softens a bit I pull out. He immediately leaks on to the floor. His hole is utterly destroyed.

"I have to get out there, X." He turns and desperately grabs his clothes. He pulls on his underwear and the rear fabric is an immediate soaking mess. He slips the khaki Dickies and the black Vans on. Just before he is able to grab the door knob I grab him. I push him on to the ground and stick my hard cock into his mouth. Clean it like a good boy, I say. He rolls my cock around his mouth like a piece of hard candy. He licks it a few times and then gets up. He runs out and into the front. I hear him apolgizing profusely to the owners.

i know that you know that i know...

From my seat across the street I see him again. They are busy this morning. He works the counter as frustrated customers wander in with their dogs, all demanding the same A-list treatment that our economy no longer affords. I count 8 customers in 15 minutes. Their phone rings incessantly. I can hear it across the street. Several dogs sniff each other playfully while others crouch for more territory. The boyfriend walks out of the cafe, past me, balancing the two tall cups of coffee. "Shit" he mutters when he sees the crowd in his store. Crossing the street he puts the coffee down on the counter and starts maneuvering customers towards the back. Ian looks up at me several times, his smile genuine but tired. I simply stare back.

The crowd soon dissipates. The lunch hour calls people to the cafes and bars along the street. When my coffee gets cold I walk across the street and into the store. Ian comes from around one of the small aisles of dog food. He looks at me and smiles. He says nothing but the movement in his pants communicates plenty.

"I'll be dog sitting in a few days. What kind of food do you recommend?" I makes sure to stare at him intensely. In the back I notice b/f moving boxes around.

"Uh, ok, great, Uh....uh--" hard swallow "--what kind of dog is it?" He makes a movement with his eyes. He wants me to see the b/f in the back.

I nod casually. "English bulldog."

"Awwwwwwwwwww how cute!" He walks back around the counter and starts writing some things down on the notepad next to him. As he does b/f comes to the front. Seeing me his stare gets harder. He comes close to me. His smile is practiced but strained.

"What can we help you with?" I think he's trying to let his voice be more masculine than it normally is.

"Thank you but I'm already being serviced."

He snorts. "Good. My partner and I always try to give great service."

I smile and nod. "I'm sure he's the best."

He quickly sizes me up but says nothing. "I can finish this up, Cory."

Cory (formerly known as Ian) shakes his head. "I'm almost done. He waited patiently while we were busy."

"Didn't I see you across the street?" b/f asks.

"Yes, you did."

"Oh. You go there a lot?"

"When I can. I like the view."

"What view?"

"The shops, the patrons, the dogs. Very urban."

"Yep yep." He sticks out his hand. "I'm Joe."

"X." He shakes it too strongly. Overcompensating. He's not that masculine but for this one brief moment wishes he was.

Cory smiles throughout the exchange. His lower body is hidden behind the counter. He reaches down and readjusts himself when Joe isn't looking. He finishes scribbling the list on the small white pad. He tears it off and folds it half. He hands it to me and smiles. "These are the brands I recommend for the bulldog. We carry all of them. I'm sure if you come back again you'll find what you're looking for."

I chuckle. "Yeah sometimes the damn dog just wants a bone." I look directly at Joe. "It was a pleasure meeting both of you. Thanks for your time." Joe forces a smile and walks around the counter. He makes a show of standing close to Cory. Cory looks at me and smolders. If he could he would probably leap over the counter. I cross back across the street and sit back down at my table. Fortunately no one has taken it. With my sunglasses on I am able to read the list and look back into the store. In very neat legible writing:

**Brand name dog food**

**Brand name dog food**

**Brand name dog food**

**Brand name dog food**

**Brand name dog food**

My name is Cory. You are HOT!

**phone number**

I'll be by myself tomorrow morning.

I love taking cock.

I look back over at the store. Through the open front door I see Joe looking right at me. I make a point of smiling at him.