Letters to Penthouse V (43 page)

“Are you happy now?” he asked. “There’s no more come left inside me.”

Dave didn’t even have enough energy to take his dick out of me. I reached down to slide that monster out of my ass, and we both lay there with him between my legs. After about five minutes I could tell Dave had fallen asleep on my shoulder. I could feel his heart beating slower, and his breathing was more controlled than when we were fucking. Shit, I thought. I could go a hundred more rounds. Now I know what women feel like after sex, and why they always want more.

We stayed on the floor the whole night in the same position. I didn’t fall asleep at all. I just stared into space the whole night, playing the encounter over and over again in my mind. When day broke, I got up, took a shower and got dressed. I left Dave facedown on the floor, still sleeping soundly.

I got the remaining honey, poured it up and down his ass-crack and began to lick out his ass. He awoke at once and flipped over. I tried to give him a blowjob, but he was just too tired to get a hard-on. “I can’t … I don’t have anything left,” he mumbled. Oh, well. You can’t blame me for trying.

I got up and let Dave fall back to sleep. On my way out, I wrote him a note and told him I hoped we could see each other again. In all, I was quite surprised by our encounter. Not only did I lose my virginity and have my long-awaited first homosexual experience, but I also found out that appearances can be deceiving. Dave drank beer, played sports, coached a football team and watched wrestling on television—a real macho man. If only all those girls at his high school knew what he liked to do between the sheets! I’m sure glad I found out.—
G.A., Austin, Texas

TWO HEADS ARE BETTER THAN ONE—AND THAT’S JUST THE DILDO!

I’ve just lived through the most fulfilling forty-eight hours of sexual excitement that I ever could’ve imagined. My best friend John had come over to see the master bathroom my wife and I had just finished working on. As part of the project, we built a sunbathing deck off the outside shower. The deck got full sun throughout the afternoon. Since we enjoy nude sunbathing, we installed a seven-foot wall for complete privacy.

John was impressed by what he saw. When we left the deck and walked back through the master bedroom, he spotted our collection of X-rated tapes and expressed interest in seeing one. I asked if he’d ever seen a threesome with two men and a woman. He said no, so I popped in a film I thought he’d like. It featured two men servicing a beautiful lady, as well as each other. John watched the film, and I watched him begin to squirm. He fidgeted around quite a bit during a scene when the two guys went down on each other. I knew he was getting hard, and I loved it.

I asked John if he’d ever handled another guy’s hard-on. He admitted he’d only thought about it, but was not sure how to approach a man for sex. I dropped my pants, yanked out my tool and said to him, “Consider yourself approached.”

I coaxed him into showing me his cock. It was splendid. Eight and a half inches long, cut, and a good four inches in diameter. I dropped to my knees and slowly fondled his balls and massaged his pole. He was pleased. My lips slowly encircled the massive purple head. A drop of pre-come oozed from the tip. As I rolled my tongue over and over his head, it really began to stiffen. Pressure was building up in my cock too. I was going to need some relief before long.

John reached for my chest and played with my nipples as I sucked. He began to groan and moan, rotating his hips into my vacuum-like mouth. I could tell it wouldn’t be long before he spewed his goo. I took his dick all the way down my throat. He exploded furiously. I kneaded his balls and scrotum as his semen pumped out. Spurt after spurt shot down my gullet, his balls spanking my chin. I, too, had climaxed, my come oozing all over myself and the carpet. I couldn’t ever remember my dick being so hard—it redefined the word “stiff”!

John got close to my balls and inhaled deeply. “I love that smell,” he said. He licked my shaft slowly with long, smooth strokes of his tongue. Against my will, I erupted instantly. It was my second orgasm in about three minutes! I’d never done that before.

“Let’s sunbathe on the deck,” I suggested. We rushed to the deck, spread out a couple of cushions and began to talk about what had just happened. I told him I wanted more. I told him I wanted his dick up my ass. John admitted to having had some pretty wild fantasies about butt-fucking, and said he’d do it to me.

We were both stiff again, despite having come only ten minutes earlier. I went to my wife’s nightstand and took out her K-Y jelly. I said to John, “It’s now or never.” I dropped to my knees and licked his cockhead. “What a beautiful dick,” I said. “I want to take you up the ass.” John soon was crawling the walls with desire. He was mine!

I spread jelly on my anus and on his prick. As I knelt in front of him on the deck, I felt the sun shining on us. His cockhead popped into my asshole, and the rest of his seven inches soon followed. In no time at all he was nuts-deep in my butt. He reached over and grabbed my dick. “I want us to fire our loads at the same time,” he told me. His rhythm was steadily increasing, and his hand was getting coated with my pre-come. He stroked my dick and banged my rear over and over again.

I moaned with passion and lust. “Give it to me, John. Dump your load inside me!” I gushed just as he shot his load up my rectum. My fanny ground into his groin. I wanted to feel all of his come-coated cock in my slimy ass. We were covered with sperm. Everything smelled of sex!

As we pulled apart, I heard a female voice behind me. “You guys do this often?” It was my wife Sami!

She’d caught the last ten minutes of our act. I didn’t know what to do. She finally said to John, “I think you might want to leave now. My husband and I have quite a bit to talk about.”

After John had left, Sami asked me why we did it. I told her I’d wanted to experience another man in my mouth and in my ass. I was curious, and John was too. We hadn’t planned it, but it did happen. She hugged me, but said she had to give it some thought. Then she went for a ride.

As part of our remodel, we’d installed a sunken tub. My dick, which was still semi-erect and covered with sperm, needed a bath, and so did my ass. I filled the tub with hot water and bubbles and relaxed for a half hour or so. I thought about my marriage and how it was probably over. I dressed, put on some music and had a couple of beers. When Sami came back three hours later, I was very happy to see her, and tried to give her a big kiss.

“Not so fast, buster,” she said. “I’m going to punish you for your behavior. Do you remember when your dad caught you smoking, and he made you smoke so much it made you sick?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Well,” she went on, “I’m going to ream your ass until you never want to see another dick again as long as you live!” She then pulled out an eleven-inch, double-headed dildo, grabbed me by the hand and dragged me into the bedroom. My dick was showing signs of excitement again. Sami, who I think is the most beautiful woman in the galaxy, tore open my shirt, ripped off my jeans and demanded to know if I liked boys and not girls. My stiff dick pointed directly, in answer, at Sami. She took some jelly and smeared a handful on my cock. She wanted to know how John and I started, because she’d only seen our finale. When I told her about dropping to my knees and popping John’s dick into my mouth, she lubed my ass. When I described the feeling of his balls against my chin, she lubed the dildo and gently stuffed five inches of it up my backside. When I told her how good his prick felt in my butt, she pushed me to the floor, doggie-style, and pushed the dildo in to the hilt.

Now Sami was getting pretty hot herself. I could smell her cunt juice, and saw it running down her leg. “Why don’t you ride the other end of that thing, Sami, and really ream me good,” I suggested. When the dildo made contact with her moist pussy, I could hear her breath stop. I think she wanted to fuck herself more than she wanted to see me squirm!

I leaned back into the dildo and could feel her trembling. She quivered and shook. We began to rock back and forth, faster and faster, fucking each other in a way I’d never dreamed! She climaxed violently, three, four, five times in a row! In all my years she’d never come that much. Never. We finished off with me sliding my cock into her asshole and pumping her ass full of spunk.

It seems Sami no longer cares if John and I get it on. In fact she wants to hide in the closet the next time we do it. I just hope she comes out to play when the action gets hot!—
H.D., Los Angeles, California

A TWO-WAY SUCK-OFF IS JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED

I am a college senior, and run a cleaning service to help pay for my schooling. About a year ago, one of the doctors at the medical office that I clean got a divorce. When he bought his new townhouse, Doc—which is what everyone calls him—asked me to clean it.

One day at Doc’s place, I found a copy of your magazine on his bed. It was open to the “Boy Meets Boy” section. I had no idea that you printed such letters in your magazine! The title grabbed my interest, so I sat down on the edge of Doc’s king-size waterbed and began reading. It wasn’t long before I had a lump in my shorts. I was glad to see other guys talking about their gay experiences with enjoyment.

As I turned the page, I looked up to see Doc standing in the doorway with his shirt unbuttoned. He was massaging his dick through his trousers. He had a lot of body hair, and his muscles were clearly defined. Doc walked into the room and toward the bed. By the time he reached me, he had unhooked his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. I lowered my eyes to his zipper, then pulled it down. Much to my surprise, his cock instantly sprang free. I love it when a man doesn’t wear underwear. I continued pulling his trousers down until they were at his knees, revealing his sculptured, hairy thighs.

I stuck out my tongue and played with the slit of his cock. He let out a soft, approving moan. His legs were far enough apart to allow his low-hanging nut sac to swing free. With one hand I began to massage one of his thighs. With the other, I gently massaged and pulled his two large nuts. I stroked his cock, sucked his balls and then tickled his anus with the tip of my tongue. Doc moaned once again and began to run his fingers through my hair.

Pulling on his nut sac firmly, I closed my lips around his cock-head and began my slow decent down his shaft. As I did so, I slid my hand to his ass-cheeks, which were also covered with hair. I had to have at least eight inches of hard-as-stone-cock in my mouth! I relaxed my neck muscles and was able to take all of Doc without any difficulty.

Doc moaned louder this time and held my head in his grip. I squeezed his nuts and ass at the same time, and he began to rotate his hips. He would pull his cock out of my mouth just enough to breathe, then thrust it back in again. With each thrust he would moan a bit louder and fuck my mouth a bit harder.

“Oh, God!” he shouted as he pushed his hips forward forcefully, plunging his cock deep down my throat. “You’re a damn good face-fuck!” he said. With those words, several thick squirts of sperm shot down my throat. I swallowed all of his huge load without spilling a drop. Then Doc released his grip on my head, and I loosened my hold on his nuts.

Doc removed his shirt and trousers. He knelt back down and, pulling my shorts to my ankles, he pushed my tank top upward. He explored my smooth body with his hands, then began to work my cock with his mouth. We both groaned with delight. He would bring his lips to my cockhead and run his tongue all over it, while pulling the skin back as tight as it would go. Doc was able to engulf my cock with ease and great skill.

In less than two minutes I felt my nuts getting ready to explode. I grabbed the back of his head with both my hands and pushed his face all the way into my crotch. I then thrust my hips upward and shot my load down Doc’s throat. He grabbed my hips with his hands and rocked us back and forth as he swallowed.

As soon as I’d pumped the last of my sperm down his throat, he jumped up on top of me, straddling my waist. He grabbed his cock and began to beat it with great fury. I immediately grabbed his nipples and squeezed as hard I could. In just about ten quick strokes, Doc shot his second load all over my chest. As the sperm dripped down my chest, Doc released his cock and licked his sperm off me. As he licked, he purred with contentment, like a cat lapping up warm milk.

When he finished licking my chest clean, he lay his head on my chest, between my pecs, and massaged my biceps with his strong hands. We lay there, kissing and touching, communicating without a word the enjoyment we’d just shared.

I had given and received my share of blowjobs, but I can’t remember any man giving me head with as much enthusiasm and enjoyment as Doc.—
B.M., Chicago, Illinois

THE OBJECT OF HIS DESIRE GETS THE MASSAGE, BUT NOT THE MESSAGE

I’m a twenty-year-old physical therapy assistant at a hospital in Seattle, where I’ve learned an assortment of treatment techniques. Among other things, the hospital has taught me about different types of massage.

I’m strongly attracted to my best friend Mickey. He’s basically straight and is unaware, as far as I know, that I’m not. This twenty-year-old stud is about five feet eight inches tall, weighs a hundred and thirty pounds and has short brown hair. Mickey has hazel-brown eyes, a thirty-inch waist and a bubble butt that is to die for. His square jaw is complemented by a sexy mustache.

All right, you can see I’ve been looking at him pretty closely. We’ve been friends for a long time. I often sleep at his house. We usually pull a spare mattress out from under his bed and put it on the floor right next to him.

One night, as we were pulling out the mattress, Mickey complained, “Damn, my neck is stiff tonight. It’s bothered me all day. I have no idea what I did to it.” I offered to massage his back and neck, and he was delighted.

He lay on the bed, and I started to work his trapezius muscles, which stretch down from the back of the upper neck to the deltoid muscles of the shoulders. They were very tense, but after a while started to unclench. Mickey began to moan, “Ah, that’s great, Aaron.” I really hadn’t set out to get something sexual going with him, but a moan is a moan, and the sound got me hot. My cock began to swell with excitement. I thought of kissing him, but chickened out. After about a half hour of being worked on, Mickey said he was ready for bed.