It was a Tuesday and pretty hot, about 34° I’d say. As I was always sweating at work, I decided to go to the lake afterwards. I was happy when I could finally leave the company and headed to the lake. I always go to the local nudist lake, of course, it’s the most fun, you can take off all your clothes, you can feel the fresh wind everywhere and you get sun on all parts of your body. At the lake I always had a somewhat hidden corner, the sun shone right in, you could get into the water quickly but you could also keep to yourself. To relax, nobody bothers you. And that was the case this time too. I was glad when I arrived because I had been cycling and was accordingly hot. I took off my clothes and stood there naked. So, off into the cool water. I felt all the sweat that had settled on my body over the course of the day from sweating and started to stick everywhere.
I stood on the bank and looked around. There were people everywhere, most of them a little older, some very young, some between 25 and 40 years old. Everyone could see me, my tight bottom, my big penis, my whole well-groomed body and they were looking too. A little embarrassed by this, I gradually went into the water. Although it had been quite hot for a few days, the lake was still quite cool. When I finally plunged into the water after a few moments, I immediately felt the refreshing coolness. Like a cooling blanket, the water surrounded every part, crack and opening of my body, it was soft and smooth. It felt very good and relaxed me. After a few minutes of quiet swimming, I decided to get out of the water to continue bathing in the sun and enjoy the rest of the day.
As I left the water, I noticed a man, around 45-50 years old, quite fit and stocky with a lot of hair (chest hair, etc.), looking me up and down and looking at me very closely. My direct look into his face startled him for a moment and he looked away from me. I didn’t think much of it, just another voyeur who wanted to watch naked, young people. So I headed for my place and lay on my stomach in the now soothing sun. I closed my eyes and relaxed, the sun felt good, the wind rustling through the trees and their leaves relaxed me even more and I fell into a light twilight sleep. After a while, I was pretty deeply relaxed, I felt a big, strong hand rest on my bottom and gently stroke it. I thought it had happened in a dream, it was so tender and I thought it was part of relaxing sleep.
I moaned, sighed contentedly and was simply happy. But when the handshake became firmer and the hand began to massage and knead my bottom, I opened my eyes and was shocked. The hairy, muscular man from before was kneeling next to me. He had knelt next to me and was pampering my bottom. “Hey,” I said, “what are you doing?” I asked him questioningly. Well, I’m just trying to help you relax and I think I’m doing it well, you like it, don’t you? The way you sigh when you do it. Well, he was right, it was a pretty good feeling. “But what do you want from me?” was my next question. He just replied that he had seen me getting out of the water and that he really liked my slim, completely shaved body. My slim stomach, penis and small bottom had a great shape and he just wanted to take a closer look.
While he was saying this, he continued to knead my buttocks with his right hand and occasionally stroked my penis and glans with his fingertips, as these were stretched out from my stomach backwards through my legs. What was this man even allowed himself to do? To just touch naked boys like that, but it was still very pleasant. “Are you convinced?” he said? “If you want more, then all you have to do is say so, we could have a lot of fun together.” I was confused. Something like this has never happened to me before. What should I do? He is a strange man who just hits on me and touches me, and I’m supposed to go with him? My head says no, but my stomach, or rather my cock, says “YES!” because it slowly started to get harder and harder, which would of course be embarrassing if other people saw this. “And what would we do then?” I asked him, curious and excited.
“Oh, let yourself be surprised. You will be excited and satisfied, believe me,” he replied. What should I do now? Actually, I had been taught since childhood not to go out with strangers, but I am now old enough to decide that. Since I had nothing else planned and the man had aroused me a little, I decided to go with him. “Very nice,” he said, “I’m Fred by the way.” After introducing him, we decided to go to his house. I must admit that I felt a little uneasy, but somehow the man was appealing. This age is not really my cup of tea, and the fact that he had hair everywhere, trimmed but still a lot of it, did not irritate my desire to see the other, attractive sides of the man. He was very muscular, and obviously worked out a lot. Fat, I don’t know, more like muscles.
He weighed a whopping 105 kg, but given his height, that didn’t make him look fat, just powerful. He had strong arms, his thighs were so big that I would need both my legs to compensate for his height. He had shaved his penis and testicles, but there was very bushy, black pubic hair on top. It looked very masculine, you have to say, it just suited his appearance. Above that was the beginning of a six-pack, but well camouflaged, which went almost seamlessly into a strong chest. His angular face underlined his masculine strength well, he had grown hair on his head and face in the style of a three-day beard. All of that was somehow very arousing! Well, with pounding hearts and a slightly queasy feeling, we got dressed and set off on foot, or I by bike, to his house.
We talked about this and that, he was a pretty nice person. He had a small house, not very big, but at least two stories high and with a garden. Very nice. I asked him if he was single and home alone, but he denied this and explained that he had a wife, but that she was away on a business trip and he used such opportunities to pursue his sexual desire for men, or rather, “boys”. Oh, that was direct! But at least he was honest. We entered the house and it seemed very cozy. It was nice and bright, normally furnished, there were a few pictures here and there and a few walls had been painted in different colors. “Just go straight into the living room,” he told me to continue. The living room was quite big, with a dining corner for 4 people and a large oak table.
In the corner there was a typical living room set up, with a flat screen, a wall unit, a free-standing, large leather couch and a small table next to it. It was actually quite cozy, I thought. Just then he asked me if I wanted something to drink. I said yes and ordered a water from him, which he brought after a short moment. He gave it to me, he sat down on the couch and I stood there, enjoying my water while I looked around. After a few moments I saw him sitting on the couch with his legs apart and his strong arms resting on the armrests. It seemed very dominant and a bit intimidating, but OK. “Come on, take your clothes off slowly and show me what a gorgeous body you have, present it to me,” he said, almost as if it were an order from a superior.
However, this dominance worked very well, because I went along with it and didn’t say a single word of protest. I took off my shoes and socks, slowly but steadily pulled my shirt over my chest and head, and then threw it to the side. I was very excited and nervous, I felt my heart pounding wildly with excitement. I unbuckled my belt, opened the buttons of my pants and let them fall to the floor. So there I stood, naked except for my tight red underwear. “Hmmm, very good,” he grunted, great. Come here to me, I’ll do the rest for you!” I took two steps forward and stood directly in front of him, while he sat upright again with his back broad. He first grabbed my waist with his strong hands, then stroked my bottom, and then squeezed it firmly. “Yeah, that feels good,” he praised me.
Slowly, something stirred in my pants. The underpants were stretched slightly forward and the flexibility of the thread had to make use of its properties to prevent them from tearing at some point. “Someone wants to get out, right? Let’s free him,” he said, grinning slightly amused. He ran his hands over my waist again, stopping briefly at my pelvis and using his thumb and index finger to grip the hem of the underpants. Slowly, almost tenderly, he started to pull the shorts further and further down. Half of my bottom was already exposed when he stopped because the pants no longer covered my penis. He pulled on the front of the shorts to give the erect member space to unfold and then pulled the pants down to my feet. I stood completely exposed in front of him, naked, young and helpless. He told me to take a few steps back and present myself from all sides.
I did as he asked and showed him everything my body had to offer. “Ahhh, pure luxury! I love bodies like that! Young, fresh, shaved, slim and beautiful. You look like a young boy who still lacks sexual experience and needs support. Your butt really turns me on, let’s see what we can give it today,” he said quite directly and openly. The situation was a bit strange, but his praise encouraged me and inspired me to do more. “Now I want to show you what I have to offer!” He dropped all the clothes that still adorned his powerful body and now we were both standing naked opposite each other. For a third party, the image must have seemed surreal. He, a strong man with a stature, muscles like a bear and radiating dominance, and next to him I, very thin, a little shorter, younger.
It must have been like father and son in the early days, when they ran naked across the steppe to hunt, but discussed strategy beforehand. His next order was that I was to touch him all over so I could get to know him. At first I was a little coy, but a little later it was very arousing. I touched his firm butt, stroked his muscular chest plates, ran my fingers in the furrows of his abdominal muscles until I slid down to his member, which was now beginning to grow in size. His member was massive with thick veins, normal length, but slightly thicker. When I stroked him there and on his testicles a few times, it grew to its full size and presented his glans. His entire penis looked like himself, bursting with strength, impressive and extremely masculine.
The second impression was that this penis had already seen and delighted many vulvas and male assholes from the inside. I don’t want to say it looked worn out, but rather used a lot! That made me a little pause, but just at that moment he picked me up from the floor with his strong arms and his hands around my bottom and sat me down on the couch. “Come on, bend over the armrest so I can see your asshole,” he said to me. Shortly afterwards, before I knew it, I was hanging upside down over the armrest with my upper body, my stretched out ass and legs showing towards the couch seat. I only presented him with the essentials, my tight ass, my tight asshole and further down my testicles, which were made even more beautiful by my penis, adorned the lower part of my body. “That’s how I like it, presented as if on a silver platter,” he grunted willingly at me.
A moment later I could feel him kneading my bottom with his hands. He pulled my buttocks apart to the side again and again. This way he could get a close look at the gift of the anus. With this movement the anus muscles tensed each time, only to relax again straight away. “Mhhmmm, everything in there is nicely shaved, it’s so fun, you’re a real golden boy,” he continued to praise me. I was just picturing in my head what could happen today when I felt his warm, wet tongue between my buttocks. Wonderful! It was very pleasant, it tickled slightly but it was pleasantly warm. The endorphins began to spread through my body and I was happy. With the tip of his tongue he repeatedly indicated that he wanted to penetrate my anus with it. The thought of this made me extremely hot.
Since I was hanging upside down on the backrest, I couldn’t see what he was planning to do next, which of course made the whole thing even more exciting, because I had to concentrate on what I was feeling. More and more saliva was sprinkling the crack of my ass when I suddenly felt a finger in it. Just a small tug on his part and the finger was already spreading my anus muscles apart and penetrating me. I moaned, first from the slight pain, then from the pleasure. “Yes, give in to the pleasure, let yourself go,” he kept saying to me while he penetrated my hole with his finger, then later with two and three fingers at the same time. In between, he stroked and kneaded my testicles, very gently, but sometimes also holding them hard in his hand. That excited me a lot and my penis became more and more aroused. He took what he wanted without having to fear resistance.
He grabbed my penis, stretched it from the front through his thighs to the back, and then ended up between his warm, moist lips. It was a wonderful feeling to be pampered like that. You could let yourself go and enjoy it. He also pushed my foreskin back and forth every now and then, exposing the bulging glans, which showed the sky in pink. Again he took his fingers, two of them, spat on my anus and pushed them inside me. My cheeks were red with shame and heat, because it was a bit embarrassing for a man to be satisfied like that by a person of the same sex. My senses were free. Not a single thought in my head anymore. I felt his big cock in my ass! Without warning and with pressure he went for my ass.
He penetrated me, pulled his penis out and watched as the anus, which had just been widened, began to close again, only to stretch the muscles again with his penis. It was extremely arousing. I felt every inch of his penis penetrating me. It was very hard, but also somehow soft at the same time. I moaned loudly, raising my head and upper body while he still had his cock between my buttocks. That tightened my already tight hole even more, so that both of us felt more intense desire to set the combination of raised genitals and tight portal in motion. “Well, you like that, don’t you?” he said, looking a little amused, “come on, just let yourself go, no problem, just enjoy it.” And how I enjoyed it. I couldn’t think any more.
I was now his toy boy, like in ancient Greek times, when strong Adonis men took young, fit boys to live out their lust on. I felt that my body existed solely to please his libido. Because he hardly jerked my penis, I was not in danger of reaching orgasm too quickly, even though I really wanted to. After a few short, hard thrusts, I asked him if he could take a short break, because my anus was already hurting. “Well, rest for a moment and relax,” as he took his penis out of my ass and I saw him cleaning his wet penis that was pointing towards the ceiling. I sat down on the couch, legs bent, and tried to relax my anus. My whole body was sweating, my cheeks were flushed, and my heart was beating strongly.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on keeping my anus closed when he suddenly stood in front of me with all kinds of tools. “What are you planning to do now?” I asked him, but he just said I shouldn’t worry and just let him do it. Well, I couldn’t resist anyway. My legs hung limply over the couch, my penis was still half-erect when he knelt down in front of me and took my member between his fingers. He spread a large amount of some kind of lubricant on the glans, then suddenly took a thin tube in his hand. I would estimate it to be 30-40 cm long, which he also began to lubricate. I was frightened because I didn’t know what he was planning. Fred noticed this too, of course, and immediately took my fears away by appealing to me to trust him and not to be afraid because there was nothing to be afraid of.
He exposed my glans, I tried to relax and Fred started to push the tube through the hole in my glans and through my penis. Little by little, centimeter by centimeter, the tube disappeared inside me. God, I swear, you can actually feel it when the tube slides along the inner walls of the urethra. It hurt a little now and then and there was a slight pulling sensation in the pelvis. He pushed the tube further and further, then he stopped and kept pushing and pulling on it, as if he was looking for something. It was a very strange feeling, there is something inside you and you feel horny because of it. After trying a few times, he said: “Now we have the entrance, very good”! What he was doing or where he was going, I asked him in disbelief, but still completely out of breath.
He simply replied that he was not looking for the entrance to the bladder, but the entrance to the sperm duct, because he wanted to suck my sperm directly out of my testicles! Oh my God! Is that possible? I couldn’t imagine it! After a few moments and again pushing the tube in, he seemed to have reached his goal, because now he stopped, pressed my upper body into the couch with the flat of his hand and ordered me not to tense up. I tried to follow his instructions, even though it was difficult. He put the end of the tube in his mouth. He sucked on it, but nothing happened. He continued sucking, then, all of a sudden, I felt something in my right testicle. It didn’t hurt, it tickled a bit! It wasn’t unpleasant, nor was it pleasant. But the idea that he was right in my right testicle, at the production site of my internal fruit juice, and was going to suck it out straight away.
It made me so hot that I got excited; just the thought of it made me hot again. I looked at him, he kept sucking on the tube, put his lips down and I could see some sperm slowly dripping out of the tube!!! Unbelievable! Extremely hot! No one has ever tried anything like that with me before. Just seeing this made my penis, which had gone flaccid, stiffen again. He sucked on it again and this time he let the drops of sperm drip directly onto his tongue, which he then swallowed with pleasure. I was sweating with excitement, lust and arousal, my buttocks clenched. He stopped playing, looked at me greedily and asked me how it was. “Hot!” I replied briefly, because that was all I could say, as he took the opportunity to pull the tube out of my penis during the relaxation phase.
There was a brief twinge in my penis, a little pain, but then the tube was completely removed. I don’t know why I enjoyed all of this so much, but this strong man exuded dominance, an insane eroticism, as if my father himself was showing me how pleasure would work in later life. I was almost done, and now my final shot was imminent. He pressed me into the couch, I was now lying on my back and he spread my legs upwards at an obtuse angle to expose my now submissive hole. I looked over at him, his heroic muscles revealed that he was taking what he wanted. The strange thing was that I wanted it too, I wanted him to use me, to use my virgin body to give me and him total pleasure at the same time. He stabbed me. I saw his stiff and massive member repeatedly entering and exiting me.
Like a large piston that disappears into the cylinder of the engine and comes back again when the work is done. That’s exactly how a woman must feel. The man’s dominance excited me, I could feel his pure masculinity penetrating me, I could see his veiny rod of pleasure going into me and I was excited by it. He propped his spread legs on his chest, leaned forward a little and took his hand to jerk my penis at the same time. Oh yes, oh yes, it’s extremely hot. I want to be taken by this man, take what you want!, was all I could think. My butt muscles contracted, which only made my asshole tighter. Fred felt this too and whispered full of desire. “Oh, yes, that’s hot, I’m going to fuck your hot, tight hole all the way through, yes, so tight and so willing!” A few thrusts later I came. Every contraction of the pelvis caused my buttocks to clench further.
The penis began to pump, the veins that surrounded the barely used member became thicker. I looked over, and while Fred continued to enjoy my ass, I released my white, milky sperm in a high arc. It spurted out of the glans with such energy that the sperm hit his stomach directly. Three pumps, four, five and I screamed and moaned wildly, I couldn’t hold back any longer. The extreme pleasure led me to a final orgasm that I had never experienced with such intensity before. This turned Fred on so much that he too was close to orgasm. He panted wildly, his muscles tensed. He was so extremely masculine, I liked watching him. He took a firm grip on my lower body and then thrust very hard into my anus. While I screamed out of pleasure and pain, his warm sperm poured inside me.
His thrusts became more violent, wilder, he pumped his juice into my ass, but it seemed to never end. Pump five times, pump six times, seven times, eight times, nine, ten, eleven! My God, I screamed in horror as he slowly collapsed in his final, twelfth thrust and his mighty member escaped from my ass. On his still stiff cock, the cum that had spread covered most of the outer skin. He had used me as he wanted. “Turn around, quickly,” he ordered me. I did as I was told and got into the doggy position as my anus, which now began to open and close uncontrollably, slowly squeezed his cum out of my intestines. I felt it start to spread from the hole over my crack and flow down over my perineum, testicles and penis shaft. My goodness, there was a lot of cum flowing out of here, unbelievable!
Fred was one of those men who could squirt an extremely large amount of sperm, quite unnaturally compared to the general population. It flowed without stopping, he spread it on my bottom and licked and sucked it directly from my open anus. Yes! How hot that is! I collapsed on the couch, all the muscles in my body relaxed, the pent-up heat slowly escaped from my body. I was so out of breath that I could only get the oxygen into my lungs by breathing hard. I was defenseless, satisfied and overjoyed. Fred lay on top of me and whispered in my ear: “Well, you hot, horny lecher, have I satisfied you enough?” I couldn’t answer. All I could manage was a quiet “Mhmmm”. “Don’t say anything, I can see it,” he said, “I am too!” Maybe I’ll take you more often now, if I feel like it!”
I couldn’t answer that. I turned around, saw this man in front of me and just nodded my head because he had given me something that I had never received from a woman before! Complete satisfaction! After a few minutes of relaxation, I asked him if I could take a shower because I really needed one. He showed me the right way, I turned on the warm water shower and let the relaxing drops of water trickle down on me. That relaxed me, slowly more and more, I caught my breath. But only until the moment when a muscular Adonis with his penis raised up entered the shower and looked at me lasciviously.
