Carson and I met in a bar one night and went home together for a night of conventional oral sex. Neither of us was into anal sex. It turned into a relationship and not just a one-night stand. Carson was a classically handsome, well-built stud — what anybody would call a hunk. I was just an ordinary guy and I often wondered what he saw in me when he could have had anybody he wanted, but all I come up with was the old adage that "beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

One night he asked me to "edge" him and led me into the world of sadomasochism. Edging involves actions and techniques that get you close to orgasm and hold it "at the edge " for a long time and is maybe the subtlest form of humiliation. Carson wanted to go a little further.

He asked me to seal his mouth with duct tape and to tie him in a chair with his hands tied behind him and with his legs secured to the back legs of the chair at the feet so he could only squirm around and not really control anything while I edged him. He wanted me to take the duct tape from his mouth after about fifteen minutes. When he begged to be allowed to cum I was to tip the chair backwards to the floor, straddle his chest, call him a "fucking cocksucker" and then deep throat his mouth with my cock until I came in his throat.

He said somewhere in the middle of being mouth-raped he would probably spontaneously ejaculate from the sexual excitement.

This was so far from any sexual experience that I had ever had that I was dumbfounded. I really didn't know what to say, but my cock was as hard as a rock, making a big bulge in my shorts.

He reached over and stroked the bulge and said, "You may be shocked, but your cock can't wait to get started."

He was right. I realized that the sexual excitement and anticipation filled me like nothing else had ever done before; my cock knew it even if my mind didn't.

All I could say was, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Don't worry; it won't be the first time for me. I know how much you like sucking my cock and how excited that makes you. In fact, the odds are three to one that you'll spontaneously cum while edging me and I won't get to be mouth fucked. If you do spontaneously cum, just stand up and shoot off all over my face. If you do, I will probably cum also. If I don't, just finish sucking me off, but feel free to make it last as long as you want to; though you may get tired of hearing me beg to cum."

So I tied him up just like he wanted. I don't really know what the impetus was – maybe it was just the sensation of having total control of somebody's body, but my cock grew as large as it had ever been and was as hard as a rock as I settled between his legs and took his cock in my mouth. His cock was only semi-erect when I started, but it got as hard as mine in no time as I deep throated it. I licked and sucked and brought him to the edge of ejaculation three or four times and backed off every time. My cock was leaking so much pre-cum there was a puddle on the floor. Carson was twisting in his chair it such a state I thought he was going to break the chair.

I stood up and held my cock in front of his face. He leaned forward and rubbed the duct tape against the head of my cock. I knew he wanted to lick the pre-cum off of my cock, so I stripped off the duct tape and his mouth lunged for the head of my cock. His tongue was fully extended as I backed off just beyond his reach. He begged to let him suck it. I moved closer so that fully extended he could only barely touch the pre-cum flowing out of the slit in my cock. Damn, I thought, this dominance thing is fun.

Quarter inch by quarter inch, over a fifteen minute period I let him suck on the head of my cock, until finally he could suck on the whole thing. Then I took my cock away, otherwise I would have shot my load. I pulled the chair back, tipped it over, pushed his face down on the puddle of pre-cum and commanded, "Lick it up." He licked it up like the good little slave he was.

I thought that it was a shame that the chair seat didn't have a hole in it so I could rim him. Next time, I thought.

I stood the chair back up and then slapped his cheeks with my hard cock. He kept trying to suck my dick so I stopped doing that. I went back to my knees and deep throated his cock. I wanted his cum, so this time I only left him on the edge for a short time before I sucked him off. His ejaculation into my mouth was like being hit with the water from a high pressure hose. I loved it.

I tipped the chair over backwards and looked down at him. I squatted down and brought my ass to his mouth and said, "Eat my asshole, cocksucker."

Immediately I could feel his warm tongue exploring my asshole. I let him eat my ass for a bit, and then I straddled his chest and fucked his mouth. I couldn't fuck his mouth for longer than a minute before I had to back off or I would have come. I alternated between fucking his mouth and having him eat my ass to keep me on the edge for half an hour. Finally I didn't stop fucking his mouth and blew my load all over his mouth and face, just like he had asked me to. I then sat on his face again, smeared the cum from his face all over the inside of my crack and had him lick it off. I licked my residual come off of his face.

I pulled the chair back up and untied him.

"Next time, I'm the one that gets tied up. This S & M shit is awesome.

I was sitting in the Crown Plaza hotel bar wondering what to do with the rest of my evening. There were a lot of hot women in the bar and I probably would have had no trouble getting one of them to go back to my room, since I was 23 and not bad-looking. But what I really wanted was a hot jock cock to suck on and maybe to fuck my ass. Unfortunately, there weren't many young men in the hotel tonight and I had no idea where to look for them in the city.

Eventually I had to take a leak so I went down the hall to the restroom. On my way through the lobby I passed a hot-looking young blond guy in a black t-shirt and Levis. There were so many men in the hotel in suits or sports coats that he really looked out of place. We locked eyes and I was the one to break the lock as I passed him by. When I looked back over my shoulder he was following me with his eyes.

When I came out of the restroom he was gone. I looked around but didn't see him. I took the elevator to the 11th floor where my room was. I found I had taken the wrong elevator and was on the opposite side of the building from my room. The hotel was built with the rooms all around an open atrium so there was a good view from the lobby to the ceiling. I stopped and admired the view a couple of times as I walked over to my room. As I came up to the elevator I should have taken, the doors opened and the guy I saw in the lobby stepped off the elevator.

As we passed each other we locked eyes again. I walked down to my room and he followed me. When I stopped at my door he continued down the hall.

I opened the door and then glanced in his direction. He had gone about 10 feet further down the hall, was leaning against the railing and was staring at me. As I watched, he undid the button of his jeans, unzipped his pants and let them fall low enough to expose his flaccid cut cock. There was nobody else around, but I don't know if he cared or not.

My cock jumped to attention and made a large bulge in my trousers. Without thinking I reached down and stroked my cock. He smiled, re-buttoned the top button of his jeans and walked over to me. I held the door open for him and he walked right in. I followed him into the room, turned and locked the door, and turned back to face him.

He had unbuttoned his jeans again and let them fall to the floor around his ankles. I slid to my knees and swallowed his flaccid cock as I grabbed his buttocks in my hands and massaged them.

His cock hardened up immediately, but it didn't get any longer than it was when it was flaccid. He was about more close to six inches when erect. Just the size I liked. He removed his t-shirt and my hands roamed all over his body as I deep-throated his beautiful dick.

After a while he reached down, pulled me to my feet, took my clothes off and led me over to the bed. He laid me on the bed, knelt on the floor and literally made love to my cock and balls. He was an incredible cocksucker and kept me in a continuous state of erotic tension without ever bringing me to orgasm. After a half an hour of his ministrations I was beside myself with a need for his cock in my mouth. I turned around on the bed and lay with my head over the edge of the bed.

"Face-fuck me. I need your cock."

He stood up and I opened my mouth as wide as I could. He inserted his cock in my mouth and buried his cock to the hilt in my throat, held it there for a while and then proceeded to fuck my face. He varied the tempo and was slow, fast, rough and tender as he face-fucked me.

Eventually as he buried his cock down my throat he laid his body over mine, deep-throated my cock, rhythmically sucked on it and face-fucked me in rhythm with his sucking of my cock. I just lay there and enjoyed it.

"Fuck my ass," I said.

I got some lubricant and a condom from my suitcase. I got on my knees, facing the head of the bed and he put on the condom and lubed up my ass and his cock.

He could fuck as well as he could suck. He fucked me fast and slow and rough and easy. He had me begging to have him do all sorts of things to my ass. Every time he slipped his cock out of my ass I had to beg for him to put it back in. When he was being rough I asked him to fuck me harder. When he was being slow and easy he would lay his body over my back and whisper in my ear what a good fuck I was. Eventually he whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to come in your ass?"

That would have been a waste of perfectly good cum, so I asked him to come in my mouth and on my face. He pulled off the condom, straddled my face, fucked me in the mouth for about 30 seconds and then jacked off in my mouth and all over my face.

I opened my mouth as wide as I could to give him a good target. I adored the look on his face as he ejaculated. As he finished ejaculating, he said, "Now suck it. Clean me up," as he slid his cock in my mouth and face fucked me until his cock softened.

Finally he lay beside me and asked me if I enjoyed it.

"Fuck man," I said, "That's the most incredible sexual experience of my life."

"I usually get two hundred bucks for doing that. But tonight I wanted to do something for myself. I wanted to have sex for me with somebody I wanted, not because somebody was paying me."

"I'm glad you chose me," I said.

"I see you have a hard-on again. How about you fuck me this time?

A cute looking guy moved into the apartment next to mine. Most of the time when I saw him he was shirtless or he had his shirt unbuttoned and his torso exposed. He kept me in a state of perpetual horniness.

Our apartments were on the ground floor, backed onto a fence, had small patios, and were separated by wooden fences which I had no trouble climbing over.

Both his bedroom window and the living room patio doors were accessible from the patio. He spent a lot of time on the patio and didn't trouble himself to wear a lot of clothes. The fence had enough small holes to make it a voyeur's delight. As the days got shorter it got darker earlier and earlier and he didn't come onto the patio after dark. After a couple of weeks of not seeing him I couldn't stand it anymore and I started climbing over the fence after dark to spy on him.

He was naked a lot when he was inside his apartment. Flaccid, his cock was only a couple of inches long and I wondered how big it got when it was hard. I just loved long cocks. Usually I just used my imagination as I watched him wander naked around his apartment, got a serious hard-on, and then went back to my own unit to jack off.

One night I was standing at the rear of his patio watching him. He was wearing blue jeans and an unzipped windbreaker and just standing in the living room. He stroked his crotch and a small bulge appeared, but it didn't stay small for long. The bulge grew rapidly, snaking its way down the inside of his pants leg.

"Jesus," I thought, "how big does that thing get?"

After a few minutes he undid the top snap on his jeans, unbuttoned them and pulled out his nine-inch cut cock. My eyes almost popped out of my head. I pulled up my shirt and strapped it across the back of my neck and pulled down my pants. My soft cock started getting harder as I thought about how great it would be to suck on his cock.

He was now stroking that monster and it got even longer and harder as it stood straight out from his body. It must have been all of eleven thin inches. He took off his jacket and jeans, faced the patio door, slightly bent his legs and slowly stroked his cock while looking at the patio door, just as if he knew I was watching.

"Shit," I thought, "he can see me!" I could feel myself losing my erection as I panicked.

He walked over to the sofa, grabbed a pillow and tossed in on the floor in front of the patio door. Then he lay on his back on the floor with his head on the pillow, flipped his legs over his head so that long, long cock was centred over his face, bent his head upwards, and took his cock in his own mouth. By forcing his legs downwards and his head upwards, he sucked on the first three inches of his own cock. A true self-sucker! My cock got really hard again as I watched him service himself.

After a couple of minutes, he got up, opened the patio door and called, "Come on in. I know you are out there." His long, thin cock waved in front of him as he walked. I longed to suck it, even though I was scared shitless.

I lost my erection through fear. There was no place to run, and thoughts of cops and jail flowed through my mind. I pulled up my pants and zipped up as I walked into the house.

He held up his hand before I could say anything. "I have known you were out there for a while. You want to suck my cock, right"

I nodded my head in assent.

"I just thought I would show you that I don't need your mouth. I can suck my own dick. So just climb back over the fence and quit spying on me."

But next day when I got home, I found a glory hole cut into one of the boards of the fence. I heard his patio door slide open and squatted down to looked through the hole. He was walking toward the fence with a full erection.

I quickly locked my open mouth against the hole and he I felt his cock slid in and keep going until it was all the way down my throat as the opening move in him face fucking me.

I backed off as he got so very close. The next moment that massively long thin cock poked though.

"You want to suck my cock, do it this way. If you're any good at it, we may try it face to face some day.

I immediately went to work to prove that I really was quite a good cock-sucker!