Fireman in the hole, Part 02

FIREMAN IN THE HOLE

 Story by Dick Clinton eyeMrich1@msn.com
Part 02     PETER’S PETER 

     “Hey, Peter.  How’s it hanging? Robin called out to his fellow fireman.
 
     “It’s hanging loose but needs someone to swing on it or some warm hole to bury it in.”   Peter joked as he grabbed his dick through his tight fitting spandex shorts.  They both laughed.

     “Not me, you sex maniac.  Don’t come near me with that horse cock while I’m in the shower.  I’ve seen you in action, dude, and you have no mercy.”  Robin said as he continued his shower.

     Peter laughed as he went over to the urinal and pulled his tight shorts down over his hips so he could manage to pull out his cock.

     “’I’ve been riding that new Italian bike of mine.  It’s awesome.  I think I went over 25 miles today and my balls ache from the seat.  Either that, or from that entire load I have been carrying around this week.”  Peter continued.
 
     Robin finished his shower and reached for the nearby towel, drying as Peter finished pissing, he sat on the nearby bench to pull off his riding shoes, his cock, and balls resting between his legs.  After he removed his shoes, he continued by pulling his shorts all the way off.   Released from the tight spandex, his pendulous uncircumcised cock hung down about 7 inches.  He had big hairless balls, one hanging lower than the other but still perfect in every way.

     “Man I’m glad to get those hot spandex off.  Now I can breathe.”  He said as he once again pulled on his cock and scratched his soft low hanging balls.  He glanced over to the closet where the hole remained in the closet wall.  He took a closer look then said to Robin,

    “I see our relief hole is back.  I could sure use some action again.”

“Oh yeah,” said Robin. “I was going to tell you about it, but you just got here.  Someone is over there, because I got one of the best blow jobs I ever had about 15 minutes ago.  I could be wrong but I think he’s still at the hole and ready for more action.”

“Yeah, right. You son-of-a-bitch!  You’re hoping to keep this action for yourself?” Peter kidded. “Man, I’m going to try it out,” He said as he headed toward the closet.  He bent over slightly to see if he could see anyone.  Then he stood there playing with his balls waiting for a response.

As I eagerly watched him approach the hole, my first thoughts were of his overpowering masculinity.  I cautiously ran my finger around the edge of the hole but quickly withdrew it.  Apparently, that was just the sign that Peter needed.  He walked slowly towards the hole as I watched his growing cock.

His dick flopped from one side to another, when I first saw it soft, but not now as it began to harden. I could see that taking this monster cock was going to be a challenge. His cock was semi-cut, and as it got harder, the cock head began to slowly slip out of his foreskin, revealing a big tulip shaped deep pink cock head.  His cock was darker than Robin’s cock and much bigger.  I could see that he shaved his balls. They were completely hairless and smooth.

Robin was still drying by the shower, but was eying Peter as he stood by the hole still playing with his cock.   Robin was starting to get hard anticipating the action that was about to happen.

I motioned once more hoping Peter would let me get it hard before he got it in the hole.  He immediately adjusted his balls and placed the head of his growing cock into the hole.  I had turned into a real man whore cock-sucking slut, and I loved it.  

I guided his cock through the hole, taking note of how perfectly beautiful his cock head was with it’s big piss slit opening.  It was so smooth, and the cock shaft was firm, with the hint of blood vessels. As I continued holding up his huge manhood, it kept growing, and growing, until it must have been a good 10 ½ to 11 inches of stud cock hanging on my side of the partition.  His smooth hairless balls hung down another 3 inches.  

I knew I could not suck this one off easily because I could never relax my mouth enough to take it all the way.  I would have to use hand manipulations on him. I wanted to please him so I started to lick, kiss, and rub my tongue around the head tasting his sweet pre-cum.  I could taste and smell some of his body sweat and a manly musk scent under his warm balls.  His foreskin had some taste of pre-cum.  He was a hot and sensuous man with lots of sexy body aromas. I would occasionally sit back just to look and admire his huge manly cock, then go back to make love to it once more.

 
      Robin was still watching, but then I heard him tell Peter he was leaving.  Peter moaned something back as I continued to suck on his magnificent cock.  After a few minutes, he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth and leaned over to the opening of the glory hole

. “Hey dude.” he said. “ You’re doing a fantastic job but it’s hard to get me off this way. I think it would be better if you could come to this side of the wall.  I would like to shove my cock up your ass.   This closet has a larger opening and if you want to come over here, I can open it from this side.  You will have to crawl thru to get to my side.  Do you want to come over?” 

I was willing to try because I wanted his cock in the worst way.  I didn’t usually take a cock up the ass but this was too good not to try.  I placed my mouth to the hole and said.

“ Yeah, I’ll give it a try,” I said, putting my mouth up to the hole, “but I can’t promise you I’ll be able to take it.”

I heard some latches being released from his side and he pulled on a small door at the bottom of the closet.  I couldn’t tell it was there before because it had been painted over on my side.  He pulled once more and it opened.

     He reached his large strong hand thru to me as I crawled toward my destiny.  I was rather nervous, and thought how silly I must have looked as I crawled into his area.  I already had my shirt off but was still wearing my cut off shorts and work boots.  My cut offs were still open, where I had been jacking on myself.

     “Hey man.”  Peter said as he offered his hand.  “You’re a good-looking dude.  I see you’ve been working out. Nice solid body there. I like to see a man that keeps his body fit.” He inspected me as if I were a new toy to be used for his pleasure, and I guess that is what he was thinking.

      “Hey,” I said back as he continued to look me up and down. He motioned for me to turn around for full viewing. I nervously turned, and then spoke.

“My name’s August.  I just moved in this past month.  I was working on the storage shed when I found the hole in the wall.”

      He looked even better than he had through the hole.  He was a very sexy looking man.  Almost like a young Yul Brenner, only with more muscles and more hair on his chest.  I looked shyly at him as I firmly shook his hand, and impulsively placed my other hand around his big cock.  He laughed as he slapped me on the back and said. 

     “Yeah, you’re a fine looking cocksucker all right.  You like that cock, don’t you? I sure hope so, because I haven’t had any good sex for about a month, and I’m tired of beating my meat two or three times a day.  I sure hope you can manage to take my cock up your ass.  I promise I’ll will be gentle,… at first, but I won’t promise you what’ll happen after I get started.  I get like a wild stallion once I get going,” He said as he placed his large hand on my buttocks.

     I was still caressing his cock as he spoke. I didn’t mind him calling me a cocksucker.  In fact, I was proud to suck his manly cock.   I didn’t even look up when I said. “That’s OK, stud.  I’ll be your ‘mare in heat’ and I hope you can manage to hold on.  I need your cock up my ass.”  Then I dropped to my knees as I started to wet his cock again for the entry. 

He sighed and said, “Oh boy, this is what I’ve been waiting for; a man that can take it like a man.  Let’s take our time.  No one should bother us for a while, and even if they do, they can just join us.”  

     I continued to lick on his smooth balls as I removed my shorts over my work boots.  Peter waited patiently until I was undressed, then he pulled me up in his strong arms, pressing me against his firm body. He placed his arms around my body caressing my ass and spreading my buttocks.  I turned around so my ass was facing him, and leaned over the bench to give him full access.  I actually did feel like a mare in heat waiting for the stud cock to penetrate my ass.  

He wet his fingers and placed them to my asshole, exploring the opening.  His cock was still wet from my sucking and his pre-cum juices.  One of his fingers quickly went into my ass.  I jumped at the sudden intrusion.  I hadn’t been fucked for almost a year, so I felt like a new virgin again.  I wasn’t sure if I could manage his large cock, but I was so enamored of this man, that I was willing to try it. I didn’t want to even think of what this stud cock could do to my tight ass. Had I started something I couldn’t finish?

My body was wet and sweaty from the heat of the room.  I could feel his large masculine finger working my hole.  He dropped to his knees behind me as he continued inspecting my anus with his wet fingers. He gently placed one or two fingers deeper into my hole.  It was feeling good already.  He then placed his face into my ass crack and started licking up and down my butt crack with his nose and tongue searching for my hole.  He found it quickly, and placed his long hot tongue into my ass, quickly fucking me with in and out motions.

He ate my ass rough and hard as I sighed at the pleasure of his deep tonguing. His rough unshaven beard rubbed against my butt cheeks, adding to the wild sensation of this butch hot man eating out his pussy boy.   He continued eating my ass, then immediately pulled away. I heard him speak in a low sexy voice. “Nice sweet hole, better than pussy.  Love your ass, man.”  

Then he went back in for more.  He continued for a few more minutes then quickly stood and placed 2 of his fingers back into my relaxed hole.

“Now I think that ass is ready for a nice stud fucking.” Peter said as he parted my buttocks again, and with one hand on his cock, and one on my back, started to move his cock head into my wanting hole.  I felt his tool start in, and then he paused.   He pushed again and I felt the cock head go right in.  I gasped with delight.  He moved in slowly but firmly and slid the whole 11 inches deep into my love canal.  I let out a moan and immediately came all over the floor. He hadn’t even touched it but he rubbed against my prostate causing my unexpected, but pleasant orgasm.  He paused as I had my much-needed release and then he started to push in and out of my warm asshole.

“Oh, Man.   You are so tight.  This is hot.  Oh yeah.  Good ass.”  Peter said as he started to gradually move in and out of my ass.

     I thought I would have a hard time receiving his big cock, but it felt so good inside me. I was still leaning over the bench, with my cock hanging down. I rested my upper body on the bench as I let Peter have his way with me.  He was a hot fucker.  I could feel his balls hitting against my balls as he went in and out of me.

     Peter started talking dirty to me as he fucked harder and harder. “You like that cock up your ass, don’t you cocksucker? You are better than a pussy, and I don’t have to worry about getting you knocked up.  Man, this is heaven.  You’re my ‘man whore’.  I’m your stud cock, and you are my fuck mare.  Your ass is mine, isn’t it?  Answer me pussy ass. You’re my man whore.”  Then he slapped my butt as he pumped into me.

     “Yes sir.  I’m your man whore.  I’m your mare pussy to fuck, as you like.  You’re my stud cock and I’m your man pussy.  Oh, fuck me, sir, fuck me,” I said as he plowed into me harder with each plunge.  Then he would slap me again, harder than before.
 
     Peter was getting more and more excited, but still didn’t want to cum too quickly in his newfound man whore.  He was going to enjoy this ass.  It had been sometime since he had fucked any pussy or ass, especially a man’s ass.  Most of his women couldn’t take his big cock.  Only a whore he would occasionally visit in Oakland, could even halfway satisfy him.  This man whore was the best ever.  He enjoyed being able to shove it in without complaints or being pushed away. He was raping this willing young man’s ass and it was awesome.

  I felt back to caress his balls.  I felt the warm pre-cum juices oozing from my ass.  I brought my hand back to my mouth to taste the warm cum and the dripping sweat from Peter’s body.  I started backing into Peter, letting him know I was his and needed his cum in my hole.  Peter responded with a deep lunge, almost knocking me over the bench.  I gasped but braced myself and sighed as Peter studded me. I had never enjoyed a fuck so much in my life.  I wanted it to last forever.  He completely filled my inner body and I felt so full of cock and love. 

      Peter started once again with his long deep plunges.  He would pull it almost all the way out of my sphincter then plunge in deep again. Peter started to unload all of the cum he had been holding back for so long.  It felt so good to both of us as we sighed, moaned, and gasped.  Peter let out a deep growl and shook with spasms of delight.  Peter couldn’t hold back his feelings as he expressed his compassion with obscene words of love to his man whore.

    “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.  I’m cumming, cumming in my man whore; you feel that cock, cocksucker?  Take that mother. Yeah! Yeah! Oh Yeah!  That’s it fucker. Drain my stud juice, you whore, you hungry fucking, man whore.  Oh yeah…fuck, fuck, fuck.  I’ m cumming. Aw.”  Peter blurted out. 

 I felt my cock cumming at the same time.  My ass tightened, heightening the already great feeling of both our orgasms.  My own cum shot out of my cock and down my leg, while Peter unloaded his fireman’s 11-inch hose up my ass. Peter came so much I could feel the trickle of warm cum and my ass juices running down my leg and into my boot.   I came again for the second time.  Peter and I were both yelling in ecstasy as we had our orgasms.

     We collapsed forward on the bench.  My cum was dripping down my leg as Peter’s cum was oozing out of my well-used ass.

     After a long and wonderful pause, Peter lifted his sweaty body off mine but let his cock remain in my cum filled ass.  He slapped my buttock again and said.

     “You’re a man’s man.  You can really take it.  I’ve never had such a good orgasm.  You’re ass is mine, but I guess you know that now. I’ll be off duty for the next two days, and I want you here to satisfy me.”  Then Peter slowly eased his cock out of me as more of the warm juices flowed out of my asshole and down my leg.

      “You’re not finished yet, cocksucker.  Clean off my cock.  You were a good fuck and you deserve to taste my love juices.  Get your mouth on it and do a good job of cleaning it.   That’s it cocksucker.   Clean it good.  Now lick my balls.  Get all those juices.” 

I gladly took my new master’s cock and milked down the godly nectar, savoring the cum and licking his semi-hard cock.  I could still taste Peter’s body sweat and musky balls as I continued down to Peter’s balls and licked them dry also.  

     I realized Peter was now unquestionably my master.  I didn’t mind because I liked the idea of being used by this stud.  I kept on licking and cleaning his huge cock.  It had finally softened to the point that I could go all the way down on him.  Peter looked down at me and stroked my head in affectionate appreciation.

 Word Count, 3,025

Story by Dick Clinton at eyeMrich1@hotmail.com

12/14/05, Word Count 3,038