HANS BBBB
ADVENTURES OF A BARE BACK BOTTOM BOY
KONRAD DEIRE
Copyright KONRAD DEIRE 2011
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THE BEGINNINGS
© by Konrad Deire
Sexational, that’s what I am!
Irresistible, I am born with this gift.
Call me cum-addict, call me sexaholic.
Mother nature has been generous, I am not too tall (175 cm) [5 foot 10 inches], but I have a marvelous large 8” [20 cm] cock, (sure you know about skinny boys and big cocks, don’t you?) angel blond, smooth skin and most importantly green eyes and a sparkling irresistible smile.
Oh, I almost forgot I have an ass to die for!
Everybody gets crazy for me.
No I’m not talking only about gay guys, but I can (and I do) convert every heterosexual into gay sex, actually that is my main hobby.
As for the girls, they feel protective, they want to cuddle me, I am the ideal shopping buddy. However once they discover my boner it’s tough to keep them at large.
I am not allowed to talk about my beginnings, underage sex is a no-no, but just to tell you, I started early at the age of 13. I guess that it was my a bit girly looks, which turned my buddies on, (my mum never liked me to be a macho).
Sure, I was bullied at school, but after a short while I understood that down under, these bullies were all fatally attracted to my incredibly round bubble butt. I learned from very young age how to respond to their ‘violence’.
Oh, I remember Mike, one of the biggest and scariest bullies. He loved to bully me all the time, until one day we got a moment alone in the restrooms of the school.
“Hi, faggy-boy!” He shouted as I was taking a pee.
In response, I just let my trousers and underpants fall to the floor and replied:
“Hello Mike, wonna spank me?”
His jaw dropped with a crash to the ground at seeing my ass and yes, … he came to touch it, but his hands were warm and caressing. I dragged him into the cubicle and pleaded:
”Please, please, fuck me, fuck my ass!”
Irresistible, that’s what I was, even at 13 years. He finished to suck me off like a consummate whore and from that moment I had my very personal body guard.
“If you tell anybody I kill you.” he said, but he was too attracted, too happy to get my royal (and willing) treat to ever hurt me again. Mike had a small dick, very pleasurable, but I was more into mature guys. I love them well hung and I love body hair, although personally, I am 100% shaved.
Oh, I forgot, my cock is cut, maybe for that reason I am madly in love with foreskin. Don’t we always desire things we are or have not? It is a sort of complementarity. It is like restoring the balance in the Universe.
Nobody could resist me. When our gym teacher was teasing me for my low performance in class, (Mr. Wellington was a 50 year hunky married stud), I decided to tease him back: to death. Next lesson I wore the tiniest sports-boxers I had and a tank shirt, something tight and hyper sexy, exposing all my flesh and I threw myself on the meat market. After lesson I followed Mr. Wellington in his ‘office’ (a tiny broom cabinet without windows behind the locker rooms) for ‘advice ‘ and showed him my deep throating skills. Suddenly my grades improved greatly. I also got a lot of private lessons to improve my muscular tone.
Yep, I learned from tiny age how to get me to results, working on people’s guilt, Nobody ever has resisted me. I learned how to look in the most seducing way. I learned the spider’s game: spinning my web, waiting for my prey. I looked so innocent, angel like, yet so incredibly sexy that I could virtually count the seconds before the testosterone of my victims blinded them and led them into danger zone 1. I got everything for free. If I desired some nice piece of apparel, I only had to call the sales clerk or shop owner into the changing rooms and ask for a fitting advice. I love married men, they are the best and their wives should be grateful too, because their sex life always improved greatly after my appearance.
Mum and Dad knew I was a fag, there is no doubt, I had plenty of gay magazines and posters in my room and did nothing to hide it. We never spoke much about it. Only once, I had a private moment with dad, he asked me to be ‘careful’ and gave me a wet kiss on my front. It was his way to say he accepted me for who I am. ( I love you dad!)
As you might imagine high school was easy, with Mike watching (literally) my back, I had nothing to fear. My first job after school was in a shoe shop. Every time I got a hunky customer I took extra care to help him into his shoes, maybe giving him an extra massage. Feet are a very sensitive part and my boss was amazed how incredibly good I was in selling. Well the kneeling position was also a teaser no man, gay or not, could remain insensitive, I always wear an open shirt and when I bend down you can get a good glimpse at my hairless smooth chest Soon the customers came and asked if I was in, and if it was my time off they would return another time. I had worked for 6 month and saved almost all what I had gained, including some very generous tips, when I finally decided to travel. I wanted to see the world. Now, where to start?
My first concern was to understand what I wanted …
Yeah, good guess, I love big cocks, according to the latest statistics apart from the US I had to venture into northern Europe, Spain, France, Germany and UK … being France the undisputed king of big cocks, and being German sausages a delightful and juicy part-time amusement. However if I had to look into the most pervert Nations, a part from Japan, Germany and England were top of the list. Hmmm and then there were these delightful Arabs and Turks. I had a shudder of excitement thinking to live in an Arab harem and being gang raped by those very well endowed horsemen. As my family was of German origins, I thought that maybe my first stop should be in the city of Cologne where I had some family who could host me and which has always been described as the gayest city of Germany.
COLOGNE
I hadn’t seen my cousin Stephan for 10 years and it was a welcome sight to be met by my cousin at the airport the evening of my arrival. Stephan was really tall, (about 192 cm, 6.3 feet), but the thing I noticed first were his enormous hands. You know the saying that the size of feet and hands give a good clue on the size of other body parts. Stephan had the biggest hands I have ever seen, and when we said hello I had the most incredible sensation, my knees were growing weak and I had to hug him, because otherwise I would have fainted on the spot.
Auntie Inge and uncle Harald were as German as you can imagine Germans to be. I had more than a good laugh looking on how they behaved. Not to mention their funny accent (akzenttt). Stephan was really nice and it was a welcome surprise that we had to share his room (me sleeping on a spare bed). I was looking forward to test my theory on male proportions. Stephan’s English was reasonably good and we wrapped up the past 10 years in less than 30 minutes. Stephan was 21 years old. He had a girlfriend (sigh); Stephan played soccer, again my brains were thinking about how nice it would be to watch a German soccer team under the showers and walking naked through the locker rooms. When it was about bed time I was incredibly horny, yet so tired for the long trip that I did not know what to do. I decided for a long hot shower and obviously a release of some of my ‘8” banana proteins’. Stephan was already in his pajamas when I came into his room, obviously I couldn’t miss the chance to let him have a better look at his beautiful cousin. Therefore I stepped out from the bathrobe and started to search my pajamas in my suitcase, of course this involved a lot of butt shaking. I glanced through my legs, and yes, hunky Stephan was watching with … lust!
My butt is irresistible!
Once I had ‘found’ my pajamas, (they were just on top, but I had a show calendar ) I took my time to dress up; first the shirt part, which I closed button by button, obviously, how could I be so distracted? Starting with the wrong button. I had turned around and my 8”, which was still big from my shower wank, was semi hard and hardening at each button. Stephan obviously got exited too because he tried to shield his Bermuda triangle from sight with his laptop computer. But once I was done and moved on his bed for a good night hug between cousins he had to put it away and the tent in his pajamas was a confirmation on my proportional size theory. Anyway, I was really tired and after giving him a body-binding hug which left no part of my body to his imagination,
“I am really happy to have a beautiful cousin like you!” I said when I kissed him goodnight. His big hands were such a delight on my back that I snuggled a moment more in his arms. A moment he used to slip one hand on my round butt and squeeze it tenderly. I gave him a beautiful wet kiss on his cheek and neck and slipped into my sofa-bed on the other side of the room. I didn’t hide my hard on, nor did I pretend that the wet pre-cum spot which was more than evident was anything less than pure sexual arousal. I fell into a deep dreamless sleep and woke up the next morning looking into Stephan’s wonderful face.
“Wake up, Hans, ‘Frühstück’ (breakfast) is ready!”
I gasped, Stephan was bare chested (symmetric six pack, big pectorals with small red nipples , a patch of black hair in the middle of his chest, large protecting shoulders and very muscular long hug-arms), dressed only in his tiny underwear, which hardly could contain a huge snake. It wasn’t even semi hard and it must already have been about 9” … and really massive. I guess I fainted for the anticipation and for sure Stephan was as hot as I was, because he repeatedly adjusted his monster cock in his underwear. Ops, he was observing me too. I smiled we were playing the teasing game on reverse, now it was my handsome hunky cousin who was teasing me with something so huge and big, no pussy boy would ever be able to resist. I wanted to climb on his huge banana tree and squeeze the juice out of him. I opened my arms for a good morning hug and here he was. I suffer from morning wood, I always had this ‘problem’, even when I was a very small boy. When I removed the bed cover I could see Stephan’s eyes glued on it. It was an interesting match.
“Do I have the time for a shower?” I asked already undressing from my pajamas pants to allow Stephan a better look.
“You are cut?” Stephan said with a simplicity and candor which blew me away.
“Yeah, what about you?”
“No…” Stephan pulled his panties down and his monster uncoiled with the most beautiful long and fluffy foreskin I have ever seen. I didn’t think, not even a second. I love foreskin, this was so irresistible. Stephan sighed, a soft moan of pure pleasure and his dick started immediately to rise to full attention. I was sucking on it before I could even think about it. Oh, what a marvel, his smell was a toxin you could use in a chemical war. The mushroom head was so big that it filled my whole mouth even before my lips could touch his shaft. Stephan’s breath was short and his big hands were already caressing my head, when suddenly auntie Inge, Stephan’s mother, knocked on the door: “Breakfast boys, hurry up!”
There was no way I could hurry that up, I had to taste the monster sausage in all its entire beauty and that needed a bit of time. Stephan who had jumped back at his mother’s knock, looked at me with a mixture of terror and guilt. The innocence of my cousin made him even more beautiful. I smiled my most beautiful and tender smile.
“Tonight!” I whispered, it was a promise and a reassurance.
It was fun to watch Stephan who tried without success to fit his monster into his panties. There was no way that meat could ever stay in there. Well he left good 4 inches of the snake sticking its head out and just pulled over his jeans. To hide his massive bulge he kept his shirt outside.
Breakfast with family was a delight, not least because I was teasing Stephan’s crotch with my foot under the table and made him jump a couple of times.
“Stephan, why you don’t show your cousin around, go and make a tour on the Rhein.” Stephan’s mother ordered.
“I have soccer this afternoon.” Said Stephan apologetic
“Oh I love soccer, can I come and watch?” I interjected
Stephan sent me a nervous look, did he understand?, did he know why I wanted to go with him to soccer practice?, did he know my desire to be gang banged in the locker rooms?, by the whole team?
As we were driving around, Stephan finally, and not without a tender embarrassment, asked:
“Hans, are you gay?”
I smiled: “Of course I am gay, is that a problem?”
Stephan said nothing and drove silently, but his hands were clutching the steering wheel so strong that his knuckles were sticking out pale white, finally he said matter-of-factly: “I am not gay!”
“Of course not! Nobody said, you are! It’s just that you have the biggest and most beautiful dick I have ever seen and I couldn’t resist it. I am sorry!” I was playing the ‘protect-me-I-am-a-bad-girl’ game. It is always useful to compliment a guy on his size, however in Stephan’s case it was true!
“Nobody will ever know, it is between you and me only, it stays in the family…!” I smiled and snuggled my body into his. I could feel how he started to relax.
“You know,” I continued, “lots of straight boys and men have occasionally intercourse with a boy, in America it is normal, it does not mean they are gay, … they are still married and have girlfriends.”
“Yeah, I know, it happens here too, but I never …”
“You never even thought about it. Come on Stephan, we are cousins, you are a sort of older brother to me and … well, … we won’t have babies…”
Stephan smirked, I knew he was day dreaming about my bubble butt, at least as much as I was dreaming about his 9 inches of German sausage. The rest of the day was easy and friendly. Stephan was an excellent tour guide. In the afternoon we drove to Stephan’s soccer practice.
“Don’t do anything stupid.” warned me Stephan after introducing me to the rest of the team.
“Of course not!” I reassured him, although ‘stupid’ was the right word. The other players were smaller and less hung than my wonderful powerful cousin. I watched them dress in the locker room and I made sure to occupy a spot from where I would have later a good view of the showers. The practice was rather boring, I never understood much about sports. They did a lot of exercise, lots of running and lots of sweating. Hmmm, sweating leads to showers and showers have always been one of my favorite places. Back home at school I had been able to turn my whole class to group sex and group wanking. My irresistible butt, was just that: irresistible. In order to convince even the most convinced hetero I did my own show in the showers cleaning my butt and boy pussy with extra care, sliding my soaped fingers deep inside. I never made a secret of being a fag and I knew only one way to fight homophobia … transforming the guy in a fag lover.
I was still in dream world when the coach whistled for the end of practice. I followed the team into the locker rooms and here I was among 15 naked handsome boys with tonic bodies who were teasing each other and had fun. Stephan sent me more than a nervous look and finally he walked passed me to the showers with his towel tightly wrapped around his waist. I have always been a good observer and it takes a fag to spot another fag, there were at least two others in the team who had a high potential. I could say by the way how they looked around and how they looked at me… I hoped that soon I would be able to satisfy another of my fantasies. Stephan had introduced me to his team mates and everybody was very friendly. My two most loyal future allies were Martin and Richard. I made sure by squeezing their outstretched hand that they knew ‘we were team’ and we left.
After Dinner at home, uncle Harald had decided to show me all the old family films, which were more than boring. As their living room was rather small, I sat on the floor with my back between Stephan’s legs. Unseen by his family Stephan was caressing my neck and shoulders and playing with my hair. My concentration was all focused on the warm soft bulge in my back. Then with the excuse of jet lag and a long day I yawned and thankfully retreated into Stephan’s room, followed minutes later by Stephan. He hadn’t shut the door yet when we were already kissing with an intensity and passion that I thought he was squeezing the life out of me. I didn’t need to fake it, my hands were trembling when I started to unzip Stephan’s pants.
Oh my god, the monster was awake and was dribbling pre-cum like a running tap. His panties were soaked in it. Stephan watched me with amazement as I started to play with his foreskin and savor the precious juice. Stephan was more relaxed now, he had made up his mind.
Slowly I undressed Stephan and undressed myself. My own 8” were rock hard and snapped loud on my stomach as soon as I lowered my boxers. Stephan looked with much interest at my boner and I knew that it was time to feed him the first cock of his life. Stephan was lying on his back and I was over him and slowly got into the 69 position. I was too hypnotized by Stephan’s monster cock to pay much attention how to feed him my cock. Stephan just tasted like heaven. I was swirling my tongue between his foreskin and his mushroom head holding the huge shaft with both my hands and I was in ecstasy. Stephan’s cock was as big as my forearm, maybe bigger and for sure harder. But I wasn’t the only one to enjoy the joy of cock-sucking. Stephan was already deep throating me with his two huge hands on my ass. For a first timer he was fantastic … I was really surprised, no teeth, no gagging and most importantly he really enjoyed my 8” hard and clean cut dick. My jaw was aching for Stephan’s monster size and I had yet to teach Stephan another wonderful lesson of gay sex. I detached and moved around.
“Wait, honey, I want you to fuck me in my ass.”
Stephan’s eyes grew wide with astonishment and sparkled with desire. Luckily I am always prepare for these pleasurable things and so I took from a pouch in my luggage a huge penis shaped bottle of WET lubricant. Well I had had it plenty of times in my ass already for masturbation, but now, compared to Stephan’s monster it looked rather small. Stephan looked at me with curiosity.
“You must prepare me, your dick is so big, you might otherwise send me right to the hospital.” Stephan nodded with understanding.
“Use plenty of it, grease my hole, stick your fingers in order to ease the entry gate.” I handed the tube to Stephan and resumed my cock sucking and masturbating 69 position. Stephan at first was a bit clumsy, but after short he was doing it more than right and I was moaning with pleasure as he was gliding and circling his long long fingers in my boy pussy. The feeling was so good that I was almost on the brink of orgasm. Stephan’s dick was pulsing with anticipation and oozing plenty of slimy wonderful pre-cum. I was sitting on Stephan’s monster and slowly I drove his big mushroom in my hole. Although I certainly had had zillions of cocks of all sizes, I felt like a virgin losing her virginity. Oh beautiful, oh heaven. The monster snake was gliding into me. I had to stop several times and relax. The most amazing thing I noted with my half open eyes was Stephan’s expression of bliss. We both were savoring the sensations of incredible beauty and pure love. Stephan’s big hands were under my butt sustaining my weight. I ate the monster inch by inch gliding slowly down.
Bang!
My ass had swallowed it till the balls, I couldn’t believe it, but a check on Stephan’s big hairy balls told me without error, it was all in. I wanted almost to shout for the incredible joy. Stephan’s cock was pulsing in me, I could feel his heartbeat. In slow motion I started to move up and down on my cousin’s massive love piston. I felt like a steam engine with the steam shooting out from my ears. The sensation of this giant rubbing on my clitty-prostate-G-spot is indescribable. I was losing control and soon I was hammering the piston up and down in my boy pussy with my arms high in the air like if I was flying through the sky. It was a marvelous dance of love and freedom. At first I had wanted to give Stephan maximum pleasure, but now the only thing I was after was to feel his cock in my new tight virgin ass. Up and down, up and down, Stephan was merely holding my cock in his hands, he too was enjoying this feeling of incredibly powerful beauty and bliss. Up and down up and down, the rhythm grew faster, I was flying. I was going wild on his diamond cock, I was to cum. I was to cum, … cumming , cumming … I gave a strong squeeze with my ass muscles around Stephan’s joy stick and he too erupted with powerful jerks of his hips which drove the monster, if possible, even deeper into my soul. It was an orgasm of biblical proportions.
I had shot my milk all over the place and a big white throb was on Stephan’s face, part on his cheek and part on his lips and in his open mouth. Stephan’s expression was of incredulity. He just could not believe what just happened. He too, just had the best orgasm of his entire life and it was in a boy’s ass. ‘Welcome to the club’ I thought quietly and bent down to kiss my master, cousin and lover with infinite love and tenderness.
“I don’t believe it!” muttered Stephan. We kissed again and again. When I finally detached I could see the tears in Stephan’s eyes. We were already family, otherwise I would have seriously have considered to propose him right there.
There was another, more practical problem, Stephan had shot an enormous amount of liquid in my ass, and the moment I would release the cork, the white wine would spill all over. I explained Stephan the embarrassing situation and we managed to uncork keeping the overflow right on his stomach. As expected the amount of milky cream was close to an ocean. Then Stephan did something unseen before. He did not want to clean, but he used the liquid still squirting from my gaping hole as body cream spreading it with his big hands both on himself and also on me, not least in my face and giving me each finger to clean. The scent of Stephan’s cum and my anal juices was just delicious. The sticky cream would glue us together for life. As our breathing slowly resumed to normal I drifted off into dream world still flying high in the clouds and lying with all my body spread eagled on my giant beautiful cousin, who didn’t care and kept me in his powerful and tight embrace until morning. I felt like a kitten sleeping on my master’s chest. What a wonderful night.
The next morning I woke up because a certain snaky monster was poking again at my love gate. I looked up and Stephan’s beautiful brown eyes were looking into mine with sparkles of a wonderful smile. I just remembered the sensations of the night before and in one swift move I turned upside down to suck my morning juice from Stephan’s monster, The remnants of last night’s fuck tasted like my elixir of life and spurted me to a more and more enthusiastic blowjob. Meanwhile my wonderful cousin Stephan decided that it was time to taste my boy-pussy licking and sucking on my pinky gate. Stephan was without doubt a fast learner and surely as dirty minded as myself. Blood is thicker than water, and cum, well family cum, is the most delicious juice in the world.
“Hans, this was the best fuck of my entire life. I love you! This was so wonderful, I think I am becoming gay!”
“No way, Stephan. You aren’t gay for just one ass-fucking, it takes a lot more than that, don’t worry!”
Well gay or not gay it was a pleasure having my virgin cousin licking my asshole and sticking his tongue deep inside. Stephan’s huge hands were caressing my tiny ticklish smooth body. I could feel how much he liked it and so did I. We were both ready for another release of body juices when we heard auntie Inge working already in the kitchen. No time to fuck, more important was to get a good clean up. My whole body was smeared with dry cum.
“You go first.” I suggested
“No let’s go together. Follow me in a minute.” Stephan replied and his huge cock was again spilling pre-cum. I just loved the taste. Stephan put on his bathrobe and left. I waited 3 minutes and followed. A knock at the bathroom door and I was in. Stephan had already opened the shower and was ready with his boner to stab me to love death. Shower, big cock, my fantastic cousin: I was in sex-heaven. We entered the shower together, a little bit of soap to lube my hole and I clinched my legs around Stephan’s waist having his monster sliding effortless (almost) into me. Stephan extinguished my loud moan with a deep kiss and rocked me up and down on his love pole holding me tight in his powerful embrace. It was incredible to have such a muscular hunk as my cousin and lover. I felt like a 5 year old kid in my daddy’s arms. God, I love this burning sensation of huge meat in my bowels. I was rocking up and down on his cock with small but rapid movements. I had never experienced so much joy sitting on any cock. My movements became faster and I looked Stephan directly in the eyes, I wanted to see how he looks when he comes, up and down, up and down, up and down my love pussy was stretched to enormous …
“cumming, cumming!” moaned Stephan breathlessly whose legs could almost not support us anymore for the power of his orgasm. My concentration was around Stephan’s cock which I squeezed rhythmically with every push in. My own nipples were almost exploding and piercing out from my body, the explosion of hot juice in my ass was another of those moments of bliss which make life worthwhile to be lived. I squeezed my ass muscles again and again, trying to squeeze every last drop out of Stephan’s love juices into my ass. The sensation of this monster snake in me can only be described as nirvana. We stood in that position for an eternity after Stephan’s last shot, enjoying the hot water dripping down on our bodies and kissing with passion. Finally Stephan’s softening cock left to freedom and an unbelievable amount of fresh sperm milk was rinsing down my legs. I caught as much as I could and sucked on it, like a hungry baby would suck on his mother’s tit. My love hole was burning hot and Stephan stuck again his fingers inside making me jump for the unexpected pleasure. Then the big boy kneeled down and started to suck me off. Blow job and clitty-G-spot-prostate-massage are a powerful combination. I cummed into Stephan’s voracious mouth with a force and intensity which would have blown me to the ground if it wasn’t for Stephan’s powerful hand in my ass sustaining me. My beautiful hunky young cousin was becoming addicted to sex as much as myself and that could only mean that soon, very soon, we had to extend our small family incest to more partners.
“It’s Sunday; why you two don’t go swimming in the ‘Hallenbad’ (covered swimming pool) today. It is such a wonderful day and Stephan is an excellent swimmer.” Suggested uncle Harald during breakfast.
Suddenly I jumped up and rushed to our room. I had forgotten to pack the lube. I managed to get in just seconds before auntie Inge wanted to clean the room. Phhhh! That was a last second rescue.
“I just wanted to make sure I had my swimwear. Yep, great idea, I love swimming.” I lied when I returned to the table
“Oh, you will like it, it has a wonderful view on the Rhein and they have also a nice sauna there.”
I looked in disbelieve at my uncle, the only sauna’s I had been to, were gay cruising places for group sex.
“Hier in Germany, we always go to Sauna to fight the cold!” uncle Harald explained obviously amused by my expression. “But there are rules, you only can go inside after having showered and you always have to sit on your own towel.”
“Is it a mixed sauna or boys with boys and girls with girls?” I asked not without looking a bit worried.
“They have both types, if you are worried to get ‘einen Steifen’ (a hard-on) you better go to the men only sauna” uncle Harald explained twinkling.
I was blushing dark red, but for different reasons than uncle Harald might have assumed.
Stephan, anyway had understood and unseen by his father, had a good laugh.
The ‘Hallenbad’ was incredibly beautiful and overlooking the park on both sides of the huge river Rhein. The place was packed and after a while I was bored, the water was too cold and everybody was there only for agonistic swimming. However uncle Harald was right, Stephan was an excellent swimmer and lots of girls had stopped and were gigglingly watching my cousin doing his powerful laps. As I was waiting for Stephan I went to explore the sauna area and it was disgusting. I always loved mature men, but beer bellies and small fishy dicks are not my thing. Even the ladies would have been well placed in an aquarium for whales; and then they say that Americans are overweight; Hah!!!
I met Stephan half an hour later on the border of the pool.
“What’s up?” he asked “Why this gloomy expression?”
“Well I think it’s a bit boring here, don’t you have a gay-sauna in Cologne?” I had spoken without thinking, probably my cousin wasn’t ready yet for these kind of experiences, but to my utter surprise he said:
“Sure, and I believe it’s a very nice one, come on Hans let’s change places!” I was a bit startled, but I think it was the idea of being able to make love with me again which propelled him.
Bathhouse Babylon, Cologne’s biggest gay Sauna is a piece of art. Not far from the central Cathedral this place is the Sunday amusement park of the whole gay community of the region. I was surprised that Stephan knew about the place. But as it is really famous, I guess it was normal to know its whereabouts. At the entrance I had to give my ID, I still look like underage, and then with a satisfied and welcome smile I was handed a towel and a locker key. I was startled that Stephan was not even a bit ashamed of undressing and walking around naked in a place full of horny men. But I guess when you have a horse sized cock you have some reason to feel more confident. Anyway I was proud to be with him and be free to express my love by touching him, caressing his butt and kissing in the public areas. Stephan was intrigued. The place was really huge with plenty of ‘gadgets’. I had the distinctive feeling that Stephan enjoyed the hungry looks on his pecker. He even stroke himself a few times teasing some of the onlookers with his monster. I was not offended, on the contrary, I was proud to be with him.
If I would have had a place like that back home, I probably would hang out there every single day. I was in love with the many big German sausages and to my surprise almost everybody was shaved. In the basement there was a huge Jacuzzi, enough for 20 people and a steam sauna with a darkroom inside. All over the building were TV screens showing plenty of gay porn. Something, which was quite new to Stephan and attracted lots of his interests. As usual I had my good share of success and almost everybody I passed by was patting my butt, or squeezing my small dark red nipples, or just caress my flat stomach. I didn’t mind, I was used to this kind of attentions, but Stephan was a bit disturbed. We walked from place to place and watched the action. In a small cubicle a hairy bear was getting fucked on a leather fuck-swing by 4 men who took their time to plug his hole. In the Jacuzzi lots of couples were making out and it was nice to see them kissing with plenty of under the surface activity going on. In one dark corner of the huge cellar was a ‘fuck-station’, a very long matrass which had a metal bar mounted in the perfect position to lay on the legs and was just in the right height to stick out the ass and get fucked by a top standing behind. The banging sound and suffocated moans were unmistakable and I dragged Stephan with me into the dark room filled with at least 5 couples fucking. I presumed he was ready for fucking me, but I didn’t expect him to lie back down and whisper: “Fuck me Hans, let me feel your dick in my ass!”
Oh my …, the thought of plugging my cousin’s virgin hole was driving me mad within a split second making my own cock rise and almost burst with lust. I hadn’t anticipated this, after all, he was the man in our incestuous relationship, but I guess the porn videos and group action around us had driven his curiosity over the limits. Stephan couldn’t see it, but while I was standing there aiming for his butt-hole the boys standing on the right and left were already stroking my meat and caressing my bubble butt while plugging their respective partners. I took a good fill of lube from the wall dispenser and started slowly and gently to ease Stephan’s hole, which luckily wasn’t as tight as I expected. Stephan was in gay sex heaven when I was circling his butthole with three fingers. He moaned without restraint every time I passed his clitty. Meanwhile our neighbors were silent, and only the hammering noise of flesh on flesh (pluk pluk, pluk) could give away their frenzy activity. Stephan was getting hornier by the second and begged me: “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeee!”
I placed my hard dick ready for the push and advanced with slow, but irresistible pushes deeper and deeper into my Stephan. There were many hands exploring both me and Stephan and the whole activity was advanced lust-Himmel.
“Deeper, fuck me deeper!” Stephan’s hands grabbed my waist and forced me closer and into him.
“Fuuuuck!” Stephan screamed but he did not release me and started to rock me in and out. I don’t know what was arousing me more, his super-hot virgin hole, (my own 8” cock is not small), or his huge hands on my ass cheeks pulling me in. I could distinctively feel how my mushroom head was rubbing on Stephan’s clitty-G-spot-prostate-button. I don’t know who was massaging Stephan’s cock in the dark, all I know is that I was leaning back, only grabbing on the iron bar on which Stephan’s legs were resting and I was rocking my hips with ever more powerful pushes into my cousin’s hungry boy pussy. Some hand from nowhere was following my moves and sticking his fingers into my butt. Someone was standing behind me and following each and every movement with his own body and his hands were embracing me and caressing my chest and nipples. His hot breath was on my neck kissing me. “God, you are so sexy” a warm familiar voice whispered in my ear and I started to explode. My cock was a steaming fire-hose shooting and rubbing in Stephan’s coarse virgin ass. My ghostly friend from behind was fondling on my balls giving them a slight squeeze and the whole thing made me scream with joy. Gush after gush I was unloading my cum truck into my darling hunky cousin. My cock was aching. Stephan from his side had enjoyed the ride very much. I was already ready to disengage but both Stephan kept me in place and my ghost had a hard and throbbing surprise knocking on my own love gate from behind. Oh … oh … he rocked and the feeling of a wonderful cock in my ass was far from unpleasant, obviously my own willy, which was already softening after the tour de force, went back to hard and rubbing again on Stephan’s clitty. I loved the feeling and although a second orgasm was out of question I thoroughly enjoyed my drilling. Stephan’s hands had ventured on my ghost’s butt and now he was pulling both of us in. “Oh mein Gott, oh god, I am cumming … fuuuuuck!” my ghost had an awesome orgasm and I bent back to kiss him. “Thank you Hans.” He said and finally I recognized Martin from Stephan’s soccer team. Stephan too had recognized him. “Martin…???...”
“Shhhh, we talk later, I go and have a shower first!” and Martin plugged out and left in the dark. I was exhausted and snuggled next to Stephan in an embrace on the fuck bed. We kept hugging for a few minutes but there were plenty of hands sticking their fingers in both of our sore holes, ready to fuck us again.
“I guess a shower is a good idea.” I said and dragged Stephan with me. Somehow Stephan wasn’t the same anymore and I was guessing why.
“Listen, Stephan, whoever is here, is here for the same reason we are. It won’t damage your reputation of Latin lover.”
“You don’t understand …, Martin!!! … Martin is my girlfriend’s brother!” Stephan said with the panic rising in his voice.
“So what? He’s a fag! Just like me, don’t you think he has more to lose than you or me by exposing what we have just done? And on second thought…” I smiled my most devilish smile, “he has a really nice dick!”
Stephan was speechless, for a second I feared he wanted to hit me, but then a smile was blossoming from deep within.
I had transformed my cousin in a perfect fag. A fag with the biggest cock in the universe, watch out boys!
Martin was sitting at the bar in all his naked glory. Although much smaller than Stephan he had a wonderful yummy body with everything exactly in its place. Martin’s cock was another 7.5” mouthwatering delight to watch. Stephan was highly embarrassed, but I knew who we were dealing with. We settled on the sofas in a corner and I took the lead.
“Tell me Martin, are you coming here often?” I asked
“Every Sunday!” Martin was talking to me but his eyes were locked on Stephan. Especially on Stephan’s monster. But to make sure I kept my hands on it and made clear that it was mine and mine alone.
“You know, this is Stephan’s first and maybe his last time here. It’s all my fault. I should have known that I would embarrass him to death …”
I could see Martin’s thoughts as clearly as my own, his expression was just so transparent.
“Oh don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody … as long as you too keep the secret!” said Martin
I could feel Stephan relax behind me.
“No, I don’t think we can keep this secret!” I said.
Stephan became rigid and poked me in amazement and Martin became pale white and opened his mouth and eyes with his ears burning dark red …
“W…What?” gasped Martin incredulous.
“No I don’t think your secret will remain such for long.” I smiled cruely
“No don’t misunderstand me, but I have been watching you and Richard at the locker room, and it is only too obvious that you are fags.”
“Richard?” whispered Stephan in my ear.
“I think it’s only a question of time that everybody will know…. With how many of your team have you already fucked?”
Martin was pale and sweating. “A few…”
“However, I think I have the perfect solution for you, … both of you….”
Stephan and Martin moved closer, expecting the release of a magic secret.
“If I am not wrong you will have a game in Hamburg next Saturday, all you have to do is to take me with you, and I promise you will never ever have to fear to be exposed as fags.”
They did not understand. Stephan started to say something, but I stopped him.
“Just take me with you, I will transform the whole team into fags.”
“But …” Stephan intervened in pure terror
“Listen, honey, until 2 days ago you were a convinced heterosexual and the thought of gay sex never ever had crossed your mind. Now look at you, would you deny that cock and ass are the most exciting things in the universe? How do you thing that happened? Did you plan it? Was it an accident?”
Stephan shook his head in amazement.
“No way, trust me I have plenty of experience and I have certain skills nobody can ever resist. Obviously if anything goes wrong, but I seriously doubt it, all the blame is on me and your ‘reputation’ is still intact. If things go like expected …” I smiled
“You will play in the best soccer team of Germany, where team spirit has a completely new meaning.”
Both Stephan and Martin slowly understood what I was going to do and the dawning of a new world. Martin nodded, but Stephan remained thoughtful.
“And you guarantee it won’t fire back on us?” asked Martin.
I moved two fingers to my heart and on my mouth: “I swear!”
After a moment of silence, Stephan asked Martin: “Richard?”
“Yeah, Richard and also Paul, actually I am surprised Paul isn’t here he comes every Sunday to the Babylon, we always have lots of fun here.”
“Oh, in order to make it function, you, Martin, must keep the secret. You know nothing, you haven’t seen us and Stephan is still your sister’s hunky boyfriend, understood?”
Martin nodded.
There was a moment of silence and as I was still holding Stephan’s monster I could feel it hardening, a look at Martin’s cock and it was clear that the boys were already ready for another ‘session’, the thought of it made me shiver.
“Come with me, there are still many places here I have not explored… Martin? Can you show us around?”
Martin was lost in thoughts, (I could well guess what kind of thoughts as his eyes were glued on a monster snake), and he took a moment to understand…
“Oh sure …” he got up and his 7,5” was swinging freely in the air. A fast glance at Stephan and his eyes too were glued on Martin’s delicious pecker. Stephan blushed dark red with embarrassment noticing that I had noticed. I smiled welcoming. I already had a glimpse of Stephan changing girlfriend but staying in the same family.
We followed Martin through the stairs.
“When I come here, I usually go and relax in the Jacuzzi first, from there you have a good view on who is getting in and out from the wet sauna, and eventually you can follow them. Let’s go and have a plunch first.”
I managed to stay a bit back in order to let Martin and Stephan walk side by side. Martin had a really yummy ass. I smiled. My successor would definitely be able to please my cousin. However, the two were still a bit shy, but I knew all too well how to warm them up. The moment we sat in the huge Jacuzzi I sat on Stephan facing him and kissing him passionately. It was only a matter of moments that I could pull Martin in our kiss. The ice was broken, all I had to do now was to align a 9” monster with my ass and a 7.5” beauty with Stephan’s. I chose one of the bigger cubicles and dragged them with me. My ass was the bait and I knew all too well that no fish can withstand it. It was all nonverbal, but I made sure there was left no room for interpretation. I kneeled in doggy position making sure that Stephan followed me and Martin was behind. The monster snake entered with one incredible screaming push which took my breath away and made my brains melt and swirl like the stars in the universe. Luckily, I was still lubed with Martin’s juice otherwise I might have fainted on the spot. Stephan was banging me with lust and fury and I was mesmerized by the incredible sensation which send shudders of extreme pleasure through each and every cell of my body. Sure enough, Martin without much other space to maneuver did the one thing I had planned and stuck his joy pole into Stephan’s muscular butt. I could hear Stephan gasp, freeze for a moment and finally play push and retreat in the middle of the two most pleasant things in the universe, (my ass and Martin’s juicy large 7.5” cock). I had a thought to become a porn film director, surely with my experience I would have lots of success. I loved the sensation, and I did nothing to cut it short … I wanted it to last as long as possible. Stephan was moaning with delight. Reaching behind from below with my free hand I could feel all 6 balls banging around a giant Christmas tree. Martin was horny like a young rabbit and Stephan was savoring the position with mucho gusto.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” I shouted my encouragement and pleasure.
“Oh that’s so hot!” moaned Stephan. “Fick mich, fick mich! (fuck me, fuck me)!”
I love when Stephan talks dirty in German. I might not understand it all, but it is a great turn on.
Not sure who cummed first, but they all cummed with wonderful jerks and moans. My ass was filled with another tsunami of Stephan’s tasty white wine and I was sucking on it with my boy pussy like a starving man in the desert. I just love to feel the family juice in me. Stephan for sure enjoyed the fun. It all ended with Stephan and Martin deep throat kissing. I could see that the passion was going beyond lust and was bordering into pure love. I sighed. I love a good fuck when it involves the heart, it makes it so much more pleasurable. However I was still horny and hadn’t shot my load yet.
Another director’s rearrangement and I placed Martin onto facing Stephan, kissing and hugging him, and started to lick Martin’s boy pussy. Oh marvel, oh glory, this was so beautiful. Martin without a word of protest stuck out his beautiful ass enjoying the treat and transferring his moans and delight into ravish kissing with Stephan. I was aroused beyond human comprehension and started to fuck that beautiful ass with immense joy. I didn’t last long. Martin was just too sexy to hold it. I watched in amazement how my steel was gliding in and out from that super-hot ass. My balls were rising and I almost shot them into Martin with a powerful orgasm of incredible beauty. That ass was worth a million dollars. I love Germany!
I collapsed next to my two wonderful lovers and smiled. It was a hug in three of tender love. Martin’s kisses were sweet and the moment was too beautiful to interrupt it.
“That was amazing!” said Martin with a smile.
Yeah it truly was amazing. Stephan had already that silly smile of someone who is still in dream-world.
We spent the rest of the afternoon mostly relaxing in the Jacuzzi or in the relax area watching the action passing by. Stephan’s monster cock was an incredible eye-magnet. Stephan and Martin were wrapping up past history in German and apologized many times for not talking in English. I told them it was ok. My mind was already looking forward on how to turn an almost 100% hetero soccer team into 100% fags. I also wanted Stephan and Martin to get closer, preparing for a near future when I was leaving for my next stop on my journey through gay-sex-world.
“Who is Paul?” I asked Stephan on the way back home
“Paul? Remember that body builder with the tattoo of a wolves’ head on his shoulder? I can’t believe he is …”
“Gay?” I finished his sentence. Paul was a real muscle hunk, with impressive biceps and huge arms and legs.
“You never know, unlike common opinion, gays are not always feminine and girly like me, I met the most unexpected and beyond suspicion people in my life.”
“How long have you …?” asked Stephan
“My first was at the age of 13 at school, but I am born like this, I had fantasies about boys since my earliest memories, and you were one of them.”
Stephan sent me a rapid look.
“Sure, you remember your summer holiday in the US ten years ago, we were only 10 or eleven and used to play naked in the pool?”
“Vaguely” Stephan replied
“Well I do!”
“We were just kids…”
“Yep, and I had no idea at those times but I was dreaming about my naked German cousin a lot.” I smiled at those first wet dreams of mine.
“Listen we have to organize this thing with your team, first: you must get me on the bus to the game in Hamburg, tell your coach that I love soccer and that I am here to see a bit of Germany, that will do it. Oh you can also tell him that I am very good in massage and first aid.” Stephan smirked
“No, really, I have a diploma in both disciplines. I got it back at high school as an excuse to follow my home team. My hands work wonders.”
“I have no problem in believing you.” joked Stephan
“Another question: who is the greatest homophobic fag hater in the team? We need to break the ice at its thickest point.” I asked, having already a clear strategy in mind.
“That will be Wolfgang.” said Stephan with a growl. “You lose your time on that one, he is hopeless, he hates everything he does not know, foreigners, gays, even Southern Germans.”
I smiled, ‘that’s my boy’, I thought.
“Well if I break him, I guess all the others will follow, don’t you think so?”
“Impossible!”
My smile was getting even broader. “Let me handle this and watch!”
“Ok!” but Stephan wasn’t convinced. The next few days passed rather fast. Stephan was a marvelous lover and we had plenty of fun every night and morning. Stephan introduced me also to Christina, Martin’s sister and Stephan’s girlfriend. They were totally miss-matched. I couldn’t picture them making love or having fun and upon pressing him, Stephan admitted that sex with Christina was as boring as boring can be. She even refused to make a proper blow job. Well, at least for that last part, I felt pity for the poor girl, doing a blow job on Stephan’s monster cock must have looked like a life-threatening experience.
“You should fuck her in her ass! Girls love to be ass fucked and get incredibly aroused by it.”
“I can’t even fuck her in her vagina, she starts to scream even before I am half in…” complained Stephan.
I hadn’t prepared Stephan yet to exchange girlfriend with her brother Martin, but I was sure that would happen very soon. Martin called a couple of times each day and I could tell that the interest was mutual.
Wednesday afternoon was again soccer practice, and Stephan had a chat with his coach about me and got him to agree to let me come with the team to Hamburg. Meanwhile the team was playing I was in the gym pretending to do some exercise, just enough to get a bit sweaty and have the excuse to follow the players to the showers. Wolfgang was truly ugly. The type of guy who will beat kids and old women without a blink nor regret. I smiled inwardly. I had told Stephan to slip a lament to Wolfgang and only to him, that he suspected me to be a fag. That was enough on getting his full attention and I didn’t look for anything more than that. I went to shower in full view of my remarkable audience and put on my ‘show’. I was making love with the soap, my hands gliding sensually over each particle of my sexy body. I was not masturbating my cock, but I was masturbating my entire body. Paul was drooling like a dog in heat and Stephan had to hide his massive erection with a towel and leave early the showers. I took my time, well aware that Wolfgang was watching. There is something incredibly sexy about soaping my butt. It is so round and well pronounced, the texture of the skin is smooth and the pale red color could arouse even a stone to life. I had a boner without touching. Being blessed with a nice pink piece of man meat I took extra care to clean (and stroke) it. I could tell the show was a success because the whole team was staying another full 5 minutes beyond any normal shower time and just watching. I guess they were also learning a few tricks on how to treat yourself. Martin who was showering in a faraway corner was laughing his guts out and I already feared that he might blow my cover. Richard, equally mesmerized by my performance left the showers at light speed trying to conceal his hard-on with a bottle of shampoo. Anyway, the show was a success, at least judging from the unusually big penises and erect nipples of the team. Paul had a real nice hard on and tried without much success to hide it. Wolfgang was drooling. I have learned one thing about homophobes: All homophobes are repressed gays. They react in such a harsh way because they are fighting their own sexual arousal. The moment you take away the cover of guilt, they become fantastic lovers. Wolfgang was no exception. He was aroused and secretly desired to bang my pinky round smooth beautiful bubble butt. I finished my show with a very nice anal stimulation sticking 3 soaped fingers deep in my hole. Of course I pretended not to look anyone directly in the face, but it was clear that they were watching me intently. I could hear their jaws smashing to the ground doing my butt massage. I love to be the center of attention. I always have been an exhibitionist. I finished my act pretending to blush dark red and looking embarrassed for what I just had done, pretending I was unaware of the glances of the hungry wolves pack.