Punk Pleasure by Patrick Marc
Copyright Copyright patrickmarc 2009.
Note: The story you are about to read is fiction. Any similarities between the character or events in the story and actual events are strictly coincidence.
I stare at the wildly cut, dark, straight hair, on top my head, styled above dark brown eyes with mascara. The eyebrow piercing matches the two piercings in my lower lip, full boy lips. I open my mouth as wide as it will go, pretty wide, and stick out my tongue, it's long and pierced. I roll my tongue ring around as I stare at my reflection, my naked flesh looking back at me with as much sexual tension and pent up anticipation as I've offered it. I run my hand over my chest to my pierced nipple, the left one, and pinch it between my index and middle finger.
I bite my lower lip because it feels so good. I slide my hand down my hairless stomach, down to the beginning of my dark pubes, neatly trimmed so I don't have too much of a bush, guys like that. I like girls too, but guys turn me on. I think about them when I jerk off and I do it a lot, most of the time in my room, behind closed doors, like other guys. We all do it even if we say we don't. We can't help it; it's in our sexual habits.
I stopped wearing underwear when I was fourteen. They were more of an inconvenience than a comfort. It's hotter that way anyway, like when a guy is checking me out; he can see the shape or my dick pressed against my thigh or the shape of my ass when I walk. My look is punk boy all around, the fitted jeans, the tight shirt, usually some Abercrombie and Fitch, spandex, cotton looking tank in off beat colors that match together well. The denim of my jeans is mixed with some other material that makes it soft, kind of shiny but still denim, they show my dick shape well and that's the part I like best. It turns me on no matter where I'm at, like now, standing in front the mirror.
I stand back, close my eyes, tweak my nipples and twist my piercing, roll my tongue like it's making love to my the rest of my mouth. I caress my body, teasing myself for as long as I can before my saliva slicked palm takes hold of my dick and assaults it with welcome abuse. Sometimes I use both my hands to grip it but one hand does the job of finishing me off. I like to come on myself, covering my body with gooey, warm shots that I've let build up beyond capacity. I come a lot. I don't know if it's the Columbian or Caucasian in me but it doesn't really matter.
I've jerked off in a lot of places, with a number of guys, in a number of ways. Sometimes in same room, on the same couch, next to each, other times doin' it to each other, sometimes with oral involved, other times with porn. My sexual habits always please me. I've had intercourse with guys. They've been inside me more than once, more than twice, four times at least. They're hot guys my age and older, when I've had a girlfriend when I didn't have a girlfriend, it never mattered, if I wanted it, I got it.
Guys like fucking me. I like letting them fuck me. I like the way it feels to have their dicks between my legs, between my butt cheeks, inside my sphincter, stretching it open as they have their way. I lay beneath them offering them my ass, taking their long sticks deep in me for hours. The longer it goes, the more pleasurable it is. I never get tired of it and I want it. I love it when I get it, especially from a cute guy who knows how to do it. The first time a guy ever fucked me was at a party at my friend's house. He was older, he was hot. I wanted him to do it the second I saw him. He was a punk, a rocker like me, a white guy with a sun tattoo around his naval and it's piercing. He had a tongue ring too.
We made out when we were alone in the bathroom, but it wasn't enough. I wanted him and he knew it. So he held me by the waist, bent over the sink and fucked me, it was my idea. I knew he would go for it from the way he smiled at me. I had a girlfriend at the time. We broke up a week after that night, but she never knew I got fucked or that I enjoyed it. I still have his number. I had a threesome before, one of my friends and a guy he knew. We sucked each other off, jerked off and before it was over, they had me orally and anally, each of them. I came more than twice that night.
My dick isn't the biggest in the world, six and three quarter inches long, six and a half inches around, cut, big head, but I like it. I wish I could suck it. I tried once and ended up coming in my mouth when I flipped my legs over my head. It landed on my tongue on my mouth and cheek, globs of warm come. I've let guys come in my mouth, twice by them jerking off, most by me sucking them off, some without warning others I tell them it's okay. I once let a guy come on my face when we jerked off in my room after school. He fucked me the next day doggie style at his house. I took it bent over his bed for an hour. I leaked precome on his sheets and came while he fucked me.
Sometimes I lay in bed thinking about guys, their bodies, their cocks and I imagine them all around me naked and horny. Our bodies are mixed up in a pile of horny lust, our hands are going everywhere, touching and grabbing, feeling each other's bodies, and we fuck for a long time in a sweat induced orgy that seemingly never ends until the last guy is expelled of his come. Then we collapse in a pile of naked flesh. I want to jerk off now. I slide my grip up and down, softly groping my balls, holding back from ejaculating for as long as I can. The pressure builds as I see vivid images of guys doing things to each other and I feel the build up.
I feel the pressure in that spot between the bottom of my dick and my balls. Everything is aching for release. I can't hold back anymore and come leaks down my shaft before I ejaculate in the air all over my body, it's everywhere, but at least I can sleep now and close my eyes, drifting off to whatever punk scene I can remember. I'm sure there's one with a cute guy that will fill my dreams and when I wake in the morning, I'll start over again, horny, wanting to get fucked, needing to get fucked...
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