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Prom Probe From: Torso Magazine By: C. Gaye
Finally, it was graduation night. I couldn't believe it. After twelve years of torture I was free at last. I had mixed emotions, of course. I admit I was a little sad because all the hunks I had lusted after for years wouldn't be around anymore.
I had made many deep friendships but I had wanted more, knowing all along that it was useless. There were some compensations. I was awarded a scholarship, hte money would pay for three months of art classes before I started college in the fall. Actually, for the most part, I was one extremely happy guy.
I was happy and horny. I jerked off every morning, every night and sometimes twice during the day if I had time. I loved the feeling I got when I held my thick hard-on in my hand. I'd fantasize that it belonged to one of my high school buddies. As I beat my meat, I'd play with my asshole, pretending that some tough football player was trying to fuckmy virgin ass.
I first had sex on the night of my senior prom. I'd taken Lorie. I had told her I was gay months before and she was really understanding and helpful. We had a great time. We danced and laughed at ate all night.
After taking Lorie home, I decided to stay out and drive around. I guess I was hoping something would happen. I really needed to be with a man and my fantasies just weren't doing the job anymore.
I didn't really know where to go. I drove around for what seemed like hours. I was desperate. I finally stopped at an all-night grocery store to grab a snack.
As I bent over trying to decide which chips I wanted, I had a strange feeling that someone was behind me. I turned around to see a really hunky guy just standing there, almost touching me.
When he saw that I had noticed him, he smiled. But he continued to stare at my ass, which I knew was well displayed in my tuxedo pants.
"Special night?" he asked.
"Senior prom."
"I bet you had a great time."
"Yeah, right."
When he asked why I didn't sound excited I replied that I was just lonely. He put his hand on my shoulder and invited me to his place, just a few blocks away, for a beer. I was nervous about it but I followed him to his house anyway.
As soon as we arrived, he went to the refrigerator and took out two beers. I sat down on the couch and he sat down beside me. About halfway through our beers I noticed that he had begun to rub his crotch. This really excited me and instantly gave me a hard-on. His voice was low and his rubbing became more obvious as the moments passed.
I couldn't help looking down every once in awhile and on the last glance I got caught. He looked at me, smiled and asked softly, "Wanna see more?"
I didn't know what to say. He took my hand and placed it on the massive bulge. For some stupid reason, I jerked my hand away. "It's okay," he soothed and he moved his face close to mine. I was frozen in my position and my rod was pounding in my pants.
He began to kiss me on the lips, under my jaw and on my neck. His hand worked its way to my ass while his other hand found my cock, rock solid and poking down my pants leg.
After a moment he suggested that we take off our clothes. We stripped quickly. His huge cock stood straight up against his belly. It looked magnificent. As he walked toward m, his huge balls swung heavily and all I could think about was sucking the hot juice out of his fat nuts.
When he got near me, I reached for his cock, but hetook my hand and led me down a hallway to his bedroom. We got on the bed and he lay on top of me. Our mouths met and we exchanged passionate, wet kisses. He got on his knees, straddled my chest and shoved his crotch in my face.
I opened my mouth and without hesitation, he plunged his nine-inch tool into my throat. I had never tasted anything so good in all my life. He fucked deeper and deeper down my throat until I thought I would go insane. I ached to feel him release his thick, white cream in my mouth.
Just when I thought I was going to get it he pulled his rod from my mouth and moved his lips down to my straining cock. I could hear slurping noises as he took my cock in his throat and that really turned me on. He would pull back until he had only the head of my dick in his mouth and then swirl his tongue around and around. As he sucked me, he fingered my asshole.
I closed my eyes at the pleasure I was feeling. Suddenly I felt my body stiffen. I moaned, "I'm gonna cum." He growled back, "Hold it, baby, hold it as long as you can." I managed to hold back only because he took his hot mouth off my cock just in time. He told me to roll over on my stomach. When I did, he stuck one of his fingers up my hole and began to probe my tender flesh. Soon he had worked three fingers inside me and the feeling was incredible. Still, I was determined to take all that he would give. He pulled his fingers out, leaned down and parted my cheeks with his face. He began working his strong tongue in and around my fiery asshole. He pushed himself up to my ear and whispered, "I wanna fuck you." I gritted my teeth and replied, "Go for it." With one hand, he held my ass, while the other positioned his cock at my hole. I could feel the steady pressure as he pushed the head deeper into my crack. It felt hot. I pushed back against him. I could feel his hot breath against my shoulder. With on sharp jab of his hips he was in. I screamed and he got still. We waited and slowly he began fucking my ass. It felt so damn good. There was still a little pain but the pleasure I was feeling was much more intense. He pulled halfway out, then rammed back in as hard as he could. I groaned deeply.
"Oh, yeah, fucker!" I moaned. "This is just what I need." His huge cock seemed to fill my entire being as he pushed slowly back inside.
He turned me over on my back, his cock still deep in my hole. He grabbed my ankles and pulled them wide apart, holding them above his head. He used his huge dick like a drill, plowing into my ass with a side-to-side motionof his hips. His cockhead raked across my sphincter and I was transported into another world. I felt his huge balls slapping against my butt with each stroke. This guy really knew how to fuck. Each forceful entry his spear made into my ass sent shivers of pleasure throughout my body. He let go of my ankles and brought his mouth to my chest, his lips and tongue nipping and sucking on my sensitive nipples. I began to fuck back, pushing my ass against him, meeting each one of his thrusts with one of my own. I quickly learned how to squeeze my ass muscles around his throbbing meat, gripping his rod with my hole on each outstroke. I could tell that the pleasure he was feeling was incredible. His eyes were glazed over with lust and he bit his lower lip with e ach squeeze my ass gave. His hands were like wildfire over my chest, my butt and my legs. He massaged my burning flesh with his big hands, his tongue traced hot circles on my pecs. I was writhing and bucking back for all I was worth. Our hot, tensing bodies were drenched with sweat and droplets of it fell from his face and chest onto mine. I brought my hands up his strong arms, feeling their strength as he plowed into my ass. I began to tense and twist his nipples and I could tell that he was very close.
His thrusts grew deeper and faster. My hole was burning as if it was on fire but I loved it. I felt the hot juice explode from my balls adn spew all across my face and chest. He caught a hot drop in his mouth. All of a sudden he paused and I felt his muscles go rigid. His body shook and he quickly pulled out his cock. I knew he was about to shoot and I scooted down just in time to catch a hot spray of his cum in my face. He continued to shoot, grinding his hips forward while I sucked on his hot nuts until they were empty. We lay back down next to each other for a moment and I told him I was going to have to get home soon. He asked if I would stay just a few more minutes and I agreed. The next thing I knew I was startled awake by his alarm clock. I bolted up in bed. "Fuck, it's morning, gotta go," I sputtered as I kissed him goodbye and rushed into my clothes. He joted down his number and gave my ass a squeeze as I dashed out the door. When I got home my parents were awake and the were mad as hell. I think what they were mad about mostly is that I couldn't stop grinning. I never felt so good in my life. "Well, I just hope you know what your doing, young man," my mom nagged. Well, I sure as hell do now I thought. "Girls are trouble and you'd better keep your hands off'em!" my father bellowed. That was probably the best advice dad ever gave.