Message-ID: <6568eli$9803022246@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: IM_sub@hotmail.com (I.M.Strange) Subject: Part 1-MINNEAPOLIS BOUND-The Beach (mmm;anal;oral;dom;public) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: MINNEAPOLIS BOUND - THE BEACH I was nervous. And unsure. And a little scared. It was 1992. I had been told about this beach called, appropriately enough, ³naked beach,² where guys come to have sex. It was a wooded ³park² area of the the Mississippi River, which was not in a neighborhood that I knew (classy section though, nice houses on the road above the river) and there was nothing to distinguish it from any other riverfront woods and beach.... except the guys. Lots of guys walking around. Just walking. Nervously glancing. Not making eye contact. Walking on. It was prowlers on parade. This was in the days before ³they² started bulldozing the bushes and paving the road; before ³they² made a public works project at one end and built stairs and walkways so ordinary people would have access to the area; and finally, just this year, before ³they² ultimately cut down all the trees and all the bushes to bare all of the landscape to unfriendly eyes. Back then, as I uneasily strolled through the sand and bush, there were many places where sometimes I could see, half-hidden, men together, embracing in private. I didn¹t exactly know why I was there. I was happily married with kids and a house and the whole middle class lifestyle. I had had some homosexual experiences in my younger days just for kinky fun, but not for many, many years. However, I did fantasize. And I was curious. I had gone so far as to discard my underwear and shirt before coming down here, so on this hot day, I was clad only in my working man¹s bib overalls. And my cock got hard as I walked around uncertainly eying other men who were uncertainly eying me. Finally I stopped in a bushy wooded area where guys seemed to be perusing about on the various paths in a Brownian movement of enticing suspense. I couldn¹t just walk up to somebody. Maybe.... A tall blonde man with a lean, well-muscled body looked my way as he walked down the path. In spite of my timidity, I smiled at him. He looked so normal, dressed in tight, tan bermuda shorts and a short sleeved golf shirt. And he looked friendly, not judging my soft physique, nor pervertedly panting over me in an ugly sort of way. ³Hi,² he said, walking up to me, ³I¹m Jack.² ³Uh, Greg,² I smiled. Jack placed his palm on my crotch and immediately began kneading my cock and balls. I swelled further under his touch and he squeezed my hard manhood. ³That¹s nice,² he said, reaching around my overalls, sliding his hand inside, across my naked belly and down to my throbbing meat, grasping it firmly in his large hand. With his other hand, he reached up and squeezed one of my exposed nipples, sending a shockwave of sensual pain through me. ³Uhhoooo,² I gasped, remembering the sensation from long ago. Pleasure seeking lust swept through me and I groped his crotch with my hand. But then Jack savagely pushed my hard cock down toward the ground, rubbing my sensitive cockhead against the inside of my overalls, stretching my tool painfully. I gasped again, my knees wobbling slightly at this abuse. He let go of my nipple and undid the clasps holding up my overalls, all the while pulling on my dick, sending hedonistic thrills through my sense craving body. My overalls fell to my feet, leaving me naked and exposed, Jack¹s hand still ravishing my hard prick. We were still standing in the middle of the path and a few guys had stopped and were watching this scene. I felt vulnerable, standing there unclothed, my raging hard on being manipulated by Jack¹s fist while around me were fully clothed men enjoying my plight. Then Jack took both of his hands, the one still on my cock, bending it painfully, while he wrapped other hand around my balls, squeezing, twisting them, pulling me to him. ³UHHHhhhhhhhh,² I moaned, my knees buckled and my naked body collapsed against his clothed form in pleasure / pain, as I was turned on by Jack¹s savage command of my anatomy. This wasn¹t what I had expected when I had come down here. My mind was putting out danger signals. This was too rough; too fast; too dangerous.... But my nude form was responding like a harlot in heat. I couldn¹t help myself. As Jack continued to pull my balls painfully downward, he let go of my cock, put his hand on my face and pushed me down, forcing me to my knees as he removed his punishing fingers from my balls. They throbbed with excitement as Jack forced my face into his crotch. ³Take out my cock,² he demanded. I had to comply as my trembling hands undid his zipper and fumbled with the buttons on his shorts. I pulled down his shorts and underwear, freeing Jack¹s massive dick. He was still semi-soft, but I could see that he was big and thick. Probably somewhere between 8 and 10 inches long and 5 to 7 inches around. God, he had a monster tool! I took his soft head into my mouth, remembering the sensation from years gone by. My stiff, trembling penis was bouncing against his leg as he put his hands on my head, forcing more of his stiffening meat into my mouth. I began sucking him in earnest, trying to draw out his hardness, my body going into wanton overdrive, seeking pleasure, turned on by this raunchy scene of domination. The small voice that was protesting about wife, family, social standing - went unheeded and was overwhelmed by earthy desire. ³Yeah, make me hard,² said Jack, beginning to pump his growing schlong in and out of my mouth. As he expanded to his full length and hardness, my mouth had to stretch to accommodate his bulk. I tried to suck his full length, but I was out of practice and I gagged on his thick member. Jack held my head and continued to fuck my mouth with his massive meat. In and out he thrust his powerful tool, using my face as a cunt, utterly controlling me. I frantically tried to contain him, but his giant pole stretched my lips and filled my mouth. He thrust his hips into me and his big head started slamming into the back of my throat. By now, I was totally turned on by the whole scene. It was a pornographic fantasy come true! It was a forbidden thing that had me panting and totally losing any inhibitions I might have thought about. I drew in a breath through my nostrils, getting further aroused by his sex smell as my nose was crushed into his sweaty pubic hairs. I reached down and cupped Jack¹s balls and tried to get more of his enormous shaft into my mouth. Then, I drew back and started licking his large,veined cock, lapping his bulbous crown, flicking the tip of my tongue into his pee hole. ³Ohhhh, yeah, you little bitch,² Jack moaned. ³I¹d like to see you all tied up while I fucked the shit out of you. Would you like that, you little cunt?² A thrill of fear shot through me, imagining the degradation of his words, and although my mind said No, I panted, ³Yesss,² as I continued to minister to his throbbing cock and balls with my mouth. Then he pulled me upright to my feet and grabbed both of my nipples with his hands. He pinched them and twisted, hard, forcing a groan of erotic suffering to escape my lips. ³Oh yeah, you little bitch. You like this, don¹t you?² said Jack in a low voice. By now, there were several guys standing about, a few with their cocks out, stroking their hardness, turned on by this lewd subjugation occurring in broad daylight, for all to witness. I felt a hand on my ass, probing my ass crack, sliding between my legs and grabbing my balls from behind. ³Ohhhhh, God,² I hissed, involuntarily thrusting out my ass to submit to this new intrusion. But Jack pulled me to him by my nipples, my ordinary 6 inch cock rubbing against his massive member, still wet from my saliva. ³AAHhhhhhhh,² I squealed in pain, the result of having my sensitive nuts and tits pulled in different directions. Then Jack spun me around, the hand on my balls releasing, while he grabbed my arms, pulling them back, his hard prick against my legs and ass. ³Get off those pants,² he whispered savagely my ear. I felt his lips on my neck, nibbling me, arousing me further, even as my now exposed front was being assaulted by eager voyeurs. The only way to get off my overalls that were bunched around my feet and ankles was to step out of them along with my sneakers, so I did and kicked them to one side, leaving me completely naked and barefoot as strange hands groped my cock, my balls. Someone kneeled in front of me and, as Jack continued to hold my arms and lick my neck, the stranger took my throbbing, iron stiff rod into his mouth. More hands on my balls; someone milking my nipples with erotic savagery - my body went into a sensual, oversexed fugue - I would do anything to please my ravishers. There was a guy with another huge cock who had taken off his pants and was stroking his large meat, enjoying this debauched scene. Jack, still controlling me, saw him and said, ³Suck on him.² As he pushed my head to this new dick, I saw that the guy¹s cock was tattooed! This weirdness didn¹t stop Jack and the guy from forcing me to go down on him and the next thing I knew, I was bent over, a tattooed dick in my mouth. The guy who was sucking my stiff rod released me as I was forced to suck someone else¹s hard meat ³Oh, yeah, baby, you like my hard cock, don¹t you?² said the tattooed jock as he fucked my mouth, pumping his thick shaft in and out, adding yet another dimension to my exploitation. He began punishing my mouth and throat wholeheartedly, holding my head and slamming his dick all the way into to my throat. He fucked my face and I tried to breathe and take him in at the same time. It was easier now as my gag reflex seemed to be slightly desensitized and while his cock was bigger than mine, it was still not nearly as big as Jack¹s was. I held on to him as he thrust back and forth into my mouth. Then, I felt Jack¹s fingers against my asshole, pressing into my anal opening with something cold and slippery. ³Yeah, you fuckin¹ whore!² cried the tattooed man as he continued the rape of my mouth, ³You like suckin¹ on my big meat, don¹t you!² My body was burning with lust at this verbal abuse as one of Jack¹s fingers starting pushing into my ass. Even as my mouth was getting fucked, my asshole was being violated as his finger pushed past my assbud, opening me up for the first time. It had been over 10 years since anyone had touched my ass and my anal hole clenched at Jack¹s finger. Then, as he wiggled and probed, Jack forced another finger in and I felt my hole widen slightly to accommodate him. The exotic degradation of it almost compensated for the injury I felt as he probed my asshole. The erotic distress increased as he shoved yet another finger in, stretching my anal ring painfully, pumping his fingers slowly in and out of my ass. I quivered with fear as I realized that he was warming up to fuck my lust crazed body. No way was his massive dick going to fit into my practically virgin asshole. It had been too long, I wasn¹t ready.... But the tattooed dick kept assaulting my mouth and my mind was still on sensual overdrive as Jack removed his fingers and I felt his huge meat rubbing up and and down the crack of my ass, sliding on the lubrication he had applied. As I felt his large, probing manhood at the puckered bud of my anus, Jack opened my asscheeks with his hands. ³Yeah! Fuck the bitch!² exclaimed my mouth assailant, grabbing my head and forcing his cock deep into my throat. Jack stood firm on his feet with one hand clutching and pulling aside my asscheeks, he wrapped the other hand around the base of his prick and pressed it forward against my little brown asshole, pushing, harder, harder, until it finally gave! The pain was intense as Jack pulled me onto him! His oversized cockhead slid into me, millimeter by slow millimeter, expanding my tight asshole ring wider and wider to the point that I felt like he was tearing me apart. As slow as he was going, he was still cleaving me, enlarging, stretching my shithole like nothing had ever done before! ³NNNNNNNNnnghhh!² I tried to shout No, but Mr. Tattoo dick was fucking me back to my throat and all I could do was barely squeal a muffled protest. ³EEEEYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! N-N-n-nooooo!² I cried, tearing myself off of the hard meat fucking my mouth, as Jack pushed his way into my ass, splitting me open in unbearable torture! The tattooed prick man grabbed my shoulders and gripped me, his large meat pushing against my face as he held me in place, forcing me to accommodate Jack¹s huge manhood. Jack pushed a little farther, then a little farther, until he was halfway in. He clutched my butt cheeks as he continued his descent into my ass canal. My own cock was throbbing rock hard in spite of the incredible pain I felt. I was captured by this submissive eros. And at the same time I had to stop it! ³Please, NOOooooo, it¹s too big,² I whimpered, feeling the excruciating, searing pain as his massive meat continued it¹s relentless assault into my backside. ³AAAHHHhhhh, no, no, no, unnghhh,² I panted, my head shaking, as I felt his cockhead pierce my bowels ever deeper. There was no stopping Jack¹s unyielding invasion. The insides of my ass were on fire as he penetrated deeper and deeper; I groaned in wanton enslavement. I felt every inch of Jack¹s thick fuckpole as he ravaged my burning asshole. It felt like a giant, fiery log was being shoved into me. ³Come on, my little bitch meat, I know you to love this,² crooned Jack, finally pulling back a little , then leaning over my naked form and reaching around to grab my nipples which he held tightly while he shoved his big cock home. ³AAhhuuhhhoohh,² I groaned as I felt his full 10 inches bury itself deep within my hot bowels, the rim of my spread open ass stretched beyond anything nature ever intended. Jack, still holding on to my abused chest nubs, started pulling back to get ready for his next fuck thrust. ³AHh, n - n - nooooo,² I moaned as he buried his prick in me again and began fucking my ass for real. I felt his leviathan member sliding in and out of my flaming asshole. ³Uuuuooohhhhhhhh,² I moaned in pain as the burning fire turned into a scorching, torrid sensation that was inflaming not only my asshole, but my carnal lust. ³Goooddd, uh, uh, oh,oh, oh,² I panted with each new thrust. ³AAHHhhhhh!² He again slammed his full length into my sodomized butt. ³Yeah, baby, now you want this back,² said the guy with the the tattooed dick as he pulled my face back onto his still hard shaft. His cock slid into my mouth. As the fire in my ass spread throughout my body, I began to greedily devour his tattooed fuck pole with renewed passion. I was getting fucked by two large dicks from both ends, but now I was a slave to my appetite for sex. I was a wanton man whore who had give over totally to being fucked and abused. Jack thrusted into me a little bit faster, rougher than before and my mind began to spin into higher and higher realms of sensual pleasure. My ass was sending wild pleasure pain signals to my steel hard cock. My body began to reel in ecstasy, and I gasped and gurgled into the tattooed prick pounding my mouth as Jack thrust and withdrew, in and out, faster and faster, fucking my wounded asshole in earnest. "Uh! ... Uh! .. Uh!...UH.....UH......UHhhh," I grunted as Jack pounded into me, his big balls smacking lewdly against my bouncing buns. The tattooed man grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and held my head with the other. ³Yeeeeahhhhh, take my big fucking cock, you fucking whore!² His fist moved against my mouth as my head frantically bobbed up and down on his pulsing meat. The total eroticism of Jack pounding his gargantuan prick in and out of my burning asshole with this other stranger fucking my eager mouth had turned me into a naked, slavish, sex toy, existing only to comply with whatever demands were made of me. The tattooed dick was pulled from my suctioning lips, wet and slimy with my saliva and I gasped in the air sharply through my lewdly pursed lips. Then the slick dickhead began to rub on my face, it¹s wet precum coating my cheeks and eyelids. Jack reduced his savage incursion into my opened asshole to a slower thrust, drawing his huge prick all the way back, pulling his cockhead back through my anal ring and then pushing his full length all the way, deep into my bowels again. The tattooed dick man clenched my sweaty red hair between both fists and drew my face to the colored underside of his firm shaft. I licked and nibbled the length of his fuck tube with my trembling teeth and lips. I was lost in a frenzy of cock-lust. "Go for the balls now, you fucking fuck slut, suck on those babies, worship them," he demanded. I nuzzled my nose into his ball sack as my tongue darted from one tight nut to the other. I smelled his rich, musky sex, asshole sweat odor. I took one ball between my teeth and into my mouth, slurping and sucking his salty sweat. I moved my hand to his hot throbbing dick, pumping his length while Jack continued to pump his enormous manhood in and out of my ass fuckhole. As I laved the spunk filled balls with my wet tongue and mouth, I grabbed my own aching cock meat with my other hand, pulling it in sensuous ecstasy. I tugged and sucked on the tattooed man¹s nuts. Removing my hand from his twitching hard-on, I grabbed the top of his ball-sack above his balls, pushing them together and forward to lick them with the flat of my tongue, rubbing them faster and faster making his thick prick smack against my face. "Yeeeaaaaaahh. Lick my fuckin' nuts, bitch, you love it,² he said as his hips rubbed his manhood against me. I was lost in lust, sucking his scrotum for all I was worth in wild abandon. As I devoured his heavy, hairy sack, my roaming tongue licked the slimy space between his balls and his tight, flexing asshole, sending him wild with desire. ³Yeah!...Yeah!..... Yeah.....!!,² cried my tattooed assailant, moving his hand to the base of his cock again, squeezing, flexing, pumping as he grabbed my head with the other once more, slamming his meat into my mouth, jamming his thick dick into my throat . I could feel him swell... ³Fuuuuuckkk, Biitchhh...² he cried, his one hand a vice grip on my head, his other squeezing his shaft. I felt a large, hot gob of cum hit the back of my throat. Then another. And still another. I swallowed instinctively, trying desperately to keep my airway open. Jack continued to pump his massive rod in and out of my stretched asshole. The tattooed man let go of his own dick to hold my head on him as he shot hot wad after hot wad into my gullet. I could feel his cock pulse with each eruption along my tongue, in my throat, a large knot moving down the underside of his prick with each volley. His sperm burned into me, overflowing my mouth and throat, all the way down to my stomach. ³Fuck!,² he shuddered, ³Fuck!² He withdrew from my mouth, grabbing his spewing prick and shot a final glob of spunk onto my face. He moved backwards, spent, only to be replaced by another strange cock, forcing its way into my oral cavity, as Jack speeded up his ass fucking again. ³Yeah, fuck this man bitch,² cried Jack, suddenly slamming his monster cock into my blazing asshole with renewed fervor. ³UNghghh, Unghghhh, Ugnhghh,² I grunted on the new stranger¹s cock each time Jack buried his 10 inch pole into my butt. This new mouth fucker came almost immediately, pulling out of my mouth and spewing cum all over my cheeks, my lips, my eyelids. Each new splat hit my sex used face with hot fire. ³AAAAHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!!² Jack yelled as he buried himself as deep as he could possibly go into my guts. I felt his oversized cockshaft pulse and his hot, boiling sperm shoot out, flooding my intestines ³Cum, bitch boy!² Jack ordered smacking the side of my thigh with his hand. ³AAaaaaaaaahhhuunnghooooo,² I moaned, feeling my own jizz boiling up inside of my yearning dick, my own hand frantically working on its hard shaft. A huge wad of cum blasted from the end of my madly dancing cock. My taut anal sphincter tightened around Jack¹s monster meat, making his body convulse against my ass, slamming his cock into me again, groaning with pleasure. Still another man moved his dick to me, stroking himself, and shot still another wad of cum onto to my eager face, hitting my open mouth and questing tongue with a new discharge. My sperm flew onto the ground; onto my legs, my naked feet. The new stranger¹s ejaculate spattered onto my face already dripping with cum. Jack¹s animal dick spasmed into my ass each as I shot my load, my pleasure adding to his. ³Uuuunnnnnnn,² I moaned finally, as my orgasm subsided. My head dropped down between my legs, my hands supporting my quivering form from the ground. ³Uhh, oohh, uhh, oh,² I continued to pant as Jack just stood there, gently squeezing my buttocks, his massive cock no longer shooting, but still embedded in my ass. Slowly, he withdrew his length until, finally, he freed it with an audible ³plop.² ³Aaauuunnnn,² I moaned at the additional brief, sudden pain and I collapsed into the dirt, my trembling body totally spent. I don¹t know how long I lay there, letting the carnal afterglow of man fucking wash over me until I opened my eyes again, but when I did, Jack had dressed himself and everyone else was gone. Looking down at my cum dripping form, still naked, still twitching with spent passion, Jack said, ³I¹d really like to tie you up sometime and just torture the shit out of that hard cock of yours.....² I inhaled an invoultary gasp of fear, remembering the public abuse; my near rape; the humiliation of submitting to these stranger¹s lusts; feeling the wet cum dripping from my smoking asshole; the danger involved with this whole lewd scene, and I whispered, ³Yess, I¹d like that.......² *And that is the fantasy. Interestingly enough, the actions related actually occurred. It¹s just that I combined them all in one place and in one time. Just to see if anybody cares, this next part to MINNEAPOLIS BOUND is the reality. It was the summer of 1992. I was lying on the hot sand, my nude body oiled to protect my fair skin against the broiling sun. The expanse of scrub dune around me was empty of other exhibitionists. I wanted to be adventurous and daring. Most sunbathers, more sane and circumspect than I, would lie naked in clearings of bushes farther up from the beach, or nearby the Mississippi, protected by the undergrowth from casual strollers. I enjoyed being in the middle of this large open area and exposed to all who might wander my way. I went to ³naked beach² every so often, whenever I felt like being a naked exhibitionist or sucking another guy¹s hard meat. Although I am married with a ordinary wife, family and life, I love kinky sex. I love to lose myself in naked sensuality and here is where guys did it. They came here to have sex. Well, some of them. Others just came to dream about having sex. And this was at both ends of the spectrum. Hot, young, well built gay guys would cruise this wooded ³park² area of the the Mississippi River looking for other guys they deemed ³hot.² In my encounters, I noticed that not a few of these young stud fellas did not easily get hard and that they rarely found Mr Right. Then, there were also the bisexual or straight ³ordinary² guys walking around of all shapes and sizes, who were just anxiously trying to get their rocks off. Maybe. If they didn¹t scare themselves out of it. Lots of guys walking around. Just walking. Nervously glancing. Not making eye contact. Walking on. It was prowlers on parade. This was in the days before ³they² started bulldozing the bushes and paving the road; before ³they² made a public works project at one end and built stairs and walkways so ordinary people would have access to the area; and finally, just this year, before ³they² ultimately cut down all the trees and all the bushes to bare all of the landscape to unfriendly eyes. But back then, lust was in the air. To be continued..... -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |