The Speedo on the Hook

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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby budgybloke » Sun Jun 28, 2015 4:24 pm

Please feel free to describe in detail what this story's doing to you Snow! Ha ha, don't think we need to worry about being family friendly here. It's all about men, speedos and hot, hot sex :twisted:
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby fbanks » Sat Jul 04, 2015 5:46 am

Chapter 37

That was the beginning of the summer of sex for Bryan and Jennifer.

Those two were like a pair of fuck monkeys, going at it every chance they got. It was not even a couple days later and they hooked up again, the second experience better than the first, both of them actually enjoying their sexual encounter, especially where it was not as awkward as the first time, and followed by the third and fourth sessions within the next week that only kept getting better and better.

A couple weeks later, Jennifer gave him his first real blow job. That was his reward for the extended session of pussy licking he had just delivered, one that resulted in a couple small climaxes … and one massive toe-curling orgasm, courtesy of a well-placed finger slipped into her wet pussy and pressing up against her sensitive g-spot … along with the pointed tip of a swirling tongue on her even more sensitive clit … sensations that led to a climax of massive proportions that she left this earth for a while, feeling nothing but intense mind-blowing pleasure … then returned a short time later with her body trembling, nerves jangling, and almost completely breathless from the experience.

Bryan, lying back as she held his long, thick tool steady with her small hand before she cautiously moved her head down … and hesitating … before timidly wrapping her lips around his plump head … and slowly took the entire thing in her mouth. Bryan, shivering from the sensation of her hot, wet mouth suddenly engulfing him … and then moaning out as she sucked and moved her tongue … and in just the right way … slowly working her way up to slurping and bobbing her head on his tool while firmly holding his cock with one hand, and her hair away from her face with the other … working him into releasing his load, and when Bryan did cum, attempting to swallow every bit of his splooge while he was squirming and moaning on the bed and forcefully pumping his huge, wet load into her mouth while she gulped as fast as she could.

She had an idea of what was happening as she felt him plumping up … squirming more and more … then thrusting his hips upward … moaning out right before she felt the hard throbbing followed by the rapid-fire gushes of fluid erupting in her mouth … splashing against the back of her throat and quickly swallowing … because that’s what she was supposed to do according to Amanda, her BFF … getting her first taste of cum … the slightly sweet and faintly acrid smooth, thick, hot, fluid sliding down her throat … the unique taste pervading her mouth and nostrils … coating her throat … different … but not in a bad way … instinctively sucking and gulping until he stopped throbbing and finally releasing him from her lips, leaving a drained Bryan … complacent … relaxed … slightly breathless … having completely and totally enjoying the experience, placing blowjobs on the top of his list of things he now liked.

One afternoon, Bryan fucked her doggy-style. Kneeling on the bed while placing his hands on her shapely hips … the view of her back … and backside … indescribable … as he was guiding his rock hardness downward, slipping his plump head along the smooth parting of her womanly cleft … feeling the silky smoothness of the blossoming folds and immediately finding the right spot … then slowly sliding inside … feeling the incredible sensations of her wet, snug pussy … stretching out around him as he slowly buried himself … gripping him in a snug embrace. Then, he gently began fucking her … slowly at first … Jennifer on her knees and forearms with her face buried in a pillow … and moaning incessantly … the muffled sounds of her passion and the soft, wet, squelching noises getting louder and louder as he started to thrust … deliberately at first … then harder … and faster … the scent of sex quickly filling the room as he fucked her until she curled her toes, clenching handfuls of sheets in balled-up hands and wailed out with the effects a massive wet orgasm as he released himself and completely drained himself deep inside of her. Yeah, that was good.

Then, there was the time Jennifer got on top of him and rode him. Straddling him on the futon and slowly lowering her naked body down on his big, thick, hard cock until it was complexly buried deep inside of her. The vision of her body leaning back slightly … her smiling face … hair flaring out and wild … reaching up and grabbing her waist and holding her as she began to move with her perfectly rounded breasts bouncing slightly as she was gyrating her tight little body … then moaning out while was grinding her hips against his … going faster … and harder … working it until they both came uncontrollably. He definitely liked that, especially where he could lay back and she did all the work.

Bryan did her in the hot tub late one night … his erection springing free as she peeled off his small, snug Speedo while he pulled at the strings of her tiny bikini, quickly unleashing her perfectly shaped breasts then uncovering her butt and smooth mound of pleasure. Both trying not to make noises and splash water all over the deck as he moved behind her and penetrated her quickly then started thrusting … slowly at first … then going faster … harder … the excitement and sheer naughtiness of being completely naked in the hot tub … and fucking … with Ira and Mad inside the house and their suits just slightly out of reach on the deck at the edge of the tub in wet puddles of fabric … and not caring as she gripped the edge of the tub and he fucked her in the hot bubbling water … feeling the water swirling around their naked bodies the weightlessness from the water … incredible sensations before they quickly exploded in orgasms … Jennifer twice.

Even in her bedroom on the nights when her parents weren’t home. The thought of what they were doing … just making it all the hotter. Fucking for hours on end in her large, soft bed with more pillows than anyone could imagine, leaving the undeniable scent of sex pervading her room, the smell of sex permeating the sheets, the bedding soaked from their juices and in a wrinkled, tangled mess. Afterward, an exhausted and gratified Bryan sneaking out before Ira and Mad returned, and a satiated and satisfied Jennifer, laying back on the soft bed and sleeping until almost noon the next day … tender and sore beyond words … and in a very good way.

The night Jennifer snuck over his house and they fucked on his bed while Kris was sleeping in the next room. Making slow, languid love the first time … then fucking with wild abandon the second time, not caring about the noises … the sounds of the bedframe creaking … followed by the tapping of the headboard on the wall … and the undeniable passionate sounds … all for Kris to hear, of course, as they fucked and both orgasmed loudly.

Yeah … they were a pair of fuck-monkeys, alright … spending their free time during the days that summer at the beach lying out in the sun in the skimpiest of swimwear … Bryan in a small, tight Speedo Solar … Jennifer in an almost non-existent string ensemble … resting … recovering … and all their other spare time, having sex.
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby fbanks » Sat Jul 04, 2015 5:47 am

Chapter 38

It was the Fourth of July night. A hot summer night and they should have been at the huge holiday pool party that Ira and Mad were hosting. Instead, they snuck off to the deserted beach, heading toward the sand dunes at the furthest end of the coastline, quickly going off the well-worn path and toward the sandbank … supposedly restricted area, but they went anyways … struggling with bare feet in the soft sand to make it to a clearing at the top of the highest dune, setting down a blanket with all intentions to watch the upcoming fireworks.

It was just the two of them, laying out on the blanket and staring at the stars in the moon-lit darkness, listening to the soft sounds of the waves rolling on to the shoreline, the gentle rustling of grasses in the warm summer breeze, the heat of the hot summer day still in the air as the darkness replaced the light.

Soon, they were kissing … gently at first … then becoming more and more passionate … long, deep kisses with tangling tongues … and embracing each other … and hands beginning to explore bodies.

Bryan, feeling the beginnings of yet another erection, his large cock, rapid growing … lengthening … getting harder and harder by the second … and filling his underwear as he ran his hands over Jennifer’s tight body, instantly feeling the familiar bends under the thin layer of clothing … the flesh of her long, smooth legs … taut, shapely thighs … and then the curves her small, nicely rounded behind.

Jennifer, her nipples as hard as a rock, feeling herself starting to reflexively moisten … her pussy getting wetter and wetter … rapidly soaking through her tiny pair of thong underwear … her body tingling … aching … wanting with desire, only fueled more as Bryan reached under her shirt and softly cupped a breast … slipping his fingers under the lacy fabric and tweaking a nipple … causing her to suck her breath in and softly moan out.

“Do you want to? …” Bryan whispered in her ear, horny as all hell, his balls feeling extremely full, especially where it had been a few days since the last release.

“Yeah …” Jennifer breathed out with no hesitation whatsoever … because she needed a good hard fuck.

Within seconds, they were naked on the blanket, shorts and t-shirts discarded in the sand, and the smallest sections their white, untanned flesh extremely visible in the brightening moonlight. Bryan, swiftly moving right into position between Jennifer’s already spread-out legs in a well-practiced maneuver, instantly feeling that all so familiar sensation as he slipped between the soft, moist folds, and slowly slid inside of her, gently stretching her out and then filling her up.

Jennifer, moaning out at the heavenly penetration, feeling every bit of his big, thick penis sliding completely into her, followed by the heat and weight of his body on top of hers as he gently settled in place and they resumed the passionate kissing.

Bryan began to move … slowly at first … very slowly … Jennifer feeling every bit of him as he flexed his hips and started in a nice, easy rhythm … not rushing … taking his time … enjoying the incredible sensations of her snug, slick pussy gripping him firmly with just the right amount of resistance.

He could definitely last, she was sure of that, Jennifer thought to himself from their more recent experiences as he slowly started to fuck her and she saw the first of the holiday fireworks launching and exploding overhead from a distance … feeling the incredible smooth sliding sensations as he fucked her at a nice easy pace on the blanket spread out on the soft sand atop the high dune.

Now, he was moving faster … and she wrapped her arms around his neck … then her legs around his … as he continued to thrust. She was getting there … she could feel it … and he could tell. She was getting wetter … slicker … and breathing harder. Her hips were flexing to his thrusts … matching his rhythm … and she was breathing harder … moaning out … softly at first … and gradually getting louder as he moved faster. She was now gripping him tighter as he continued to thrust … harder … faster … picking up the pace as he worked her into a frenzy.

Suddenly, her breath hitched and he sensed her getting … snugger … tighter … as he fucked her harder and harder before she wailed out and finally exploded … her orgasm flaring out from the core of her crotch and rippling throughout her entire body as the finale of fireworks began, filling the sky with flashes of lights and the air with pops, bangs, booms and thunders.

Bryan, now definitely feeling the incredible increasing tightness of her pussy and sudden infusion of wetness, followed by the rapid clenching and releasing of her love tunnel against his sensitive flesh … released himself and pumped his massive load inside of her … feeling the intense throbbing sensation followed by the pent-up load of fluid gushing out of his fuck tool while she held him in the tightest of holds with her arms and legs wrapped around him … moaning out non-stop while he continued to fuck her relentlessly … now sliding back and forth easily from the abundant wetness and sudden infusion of cum … going on and on and not stopping until his balls were complexly drained and he was empty … and still going until she stopped moaning and relaxed her grip on him, eventually slowing down … and stopping completely …still hard and still buried deep inside of her.

Both of them, breathing heavily and sweating in the cooling night air … their pulses racing … hearts pounding … recovering from wherever they had just gone … feeling like they melted into each other … lying motionless … Bryan still on top of Jennifer … still hard … and still inside … when finally, Bryan shifted his weight to his hands and knees and they slowly separated as he slowly withdrew himself from inside of her, then rolled over on the blanket next to Jennifer … bodies touching … both of them not moving … catching their breaths … with their naked, sweaty bodies exposed in the bright moonlight, listening to the sound of the ocean and feeling the cooling breezes off the water.

Eventually, they got dressed, picked up the blanket, and hand in hand, slowly headed down the sand dune toward the pathway that would bring them back to Jennifer’s house, and the party, hoping they were not missed.
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby solarguy » Sun Jul 05, 2015 5:53 am

I love outdoor sex!!! Great chapters! Thanks
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby diveguy » Sun Jul 19, 2015 1:05 am

budgybloke wrote:Please feel free to describe in detail what this story's doing to you Snow! Ha ha, don't think we need to worry about being family friendly here. It's all about men,
and girls too!,
budgybloke wrote:speedos, and hot, hot sex :twisted:


Heh, budgybloke... I took the liberty of adding a slight edit, my friend!
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby fbanks » Sat Sep 12, 2015 6:05 am

Chapter 39

That was the same night that Kris was on Leo’s bed on his knees and forearms with his face buried in his clenched hands, ass raised in the air and moaning and grunting out incessantly, his body moving back and forth to the rhythm of the action with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and bodies hitting bodies while Leo was vigorously fucking the hell out of him.

But this time, things were a little different.

Tonight … he was wearing a Speedo.

A little item that Leo had produced, telling him to put it on before he ‘got down to business’, meaning fucking him silly before pumping a huge wet load deep into his guts, something Kris just so enjoyed.

Picking up the small article of clothing laid out on the bed after immediately getting naked, instantly feeling the smooth fabric in his fingers … instantly remembering what it was like to put one on … and wear one.

Pulling at the drawstring before slowly and carefully stretching the out waistband and pushing his feet through the small, snug leg openings … slowly sliding it up his legs … struggling slightly as he was pulling the stretchy material up along his thick muscular thighs, then over his shapely ass … using both hands and forcing himself into the tight-fitting Speedo, stuffing his junk into the front and finding it a little uncomfortable … maybe more than uncomfortable … especially at first … getting himself and the Speedo in place, then pulling up a the suit … at least two or three times, only to have it slide back down while attempting at getting himself arranged. Not that that mattered because he was well on his way to becoming erect anyways, and the only place that he could possibly was up the left hip, his rapidly expanding cock quickly filling what little space there was in the suit to begin with … and threatening to pop free at any second, only contained by the tightly tied drawstring.

Suddenly, all the extremely familiar sensations returned.

The feeling of the suit … gripping at his body … grasping his cock and balls … hugging his ass … along with the inevitable reaction of what happened when putting on a Speedo, and the longing of what would happen next with Leo. Ones from when he DID wear a Speedo when he was younger, although his body however had seriously changed since that time.

The little black Speedo was definitely a bit too small for his now muscular adult body, and maybe a little too tight. His more than generous slab of manhood was producing such a huge bulge in the front, almost threatening the limits of the material. The extremely pliant fabric was firmly stretched across his shapely ass, cupping right to the contour of his well-rounded globes with the rear seam riding right in between his sweet cheeks and fitting to him like a second layer of skin.

Not only that, but where the small suit was just so small, it rode lower than any one he ever wore before … way down on his hipbones, which definitely would have and should have, been exposing his pubes … if he had any, being shaved completely clean … along with displaying inches of his butt-crack at the backside as he reflexively pulled fabric of the Speedo back up, only to slide back down … again.

Giving up on repositioning the Speedo, and now dealing with the other items on the bed, the ensemble was now complete. Having donned a snug-fitting black swimmer’s cap with the word ‘Speedo’ splashed across the sides in silver along with the trademark boomerang logo boldly displayed in red, and a pair of silver mirrored goggles. All very strange to Kris, not knowing where any of this came from, but as usual, he always submitted to Leo’s sometimes unexpected desires and got into the outfit and character anyways. Because that’s what he did.

For a fleeting second as he looked at his reflection in the full-length closet door mirrors while standing there, he instantly thought of his little brother Bryan … the one who had taken to wearing the same sort of swimming wear … the resemblance almost uncanny … only to be quickly forgotten because Leo was horny as all hell from the evidence of his massive erection standing straight up at attention, his plum colored head on top of his long, thick shaft, swollen and flaring out, and he knew he was in for a real good fucking.

Crawling on the bed, the room now darkened from the tint of the goggles, his head sweating slightly from the rubber cap, and feeling every bit of the tight-fitting Speedo gripping at his body while getting into position, raising his ass to receive, and thinking that Leo would just slide the suit down his ass … just like he had in past times. He suddenly realized the rear mesh seam in the suit had a carefully placed slice in it, just from the sensation of the fabric giving slightly, basically parting open and all the better to give access to his ready and well lubricated asshole while still wearing the Speedo he was now sporting … instantly feeling the cool drift of air against his snuggly closed puckered hole

Feeling the bed shift slightly as Leo climbed on the bed right behind him and he grasped his hips and pressed his huge swollen head right up against his now exposed opening … then slowly let the pressure build and build and build before he finally penetrated him … hesitating longer than usual when he finally entered him … before pulling out, then popping back in … holding himself in place for what felt like ages … then taking his sweet time to bury himself … like Kris was a virgin or something … and gently pulling back, then slowly pushing forward … carefully and deliberately … like Kris had never had this done to him before … carefully burying himself and staying like that for the longest time before Leo started to slowly fuck him … building up speed before he proceeded to pound him long and hard until he suddenly pushed all the way in and pumped what had to be the biggest and wettest load he ever felt in his life, flooding his guts with gush after gush after gush of hot, wet goo. It was like Leo had never fucked and came before, it was just that intense.

Afterward, collapsing forward and lying face down on the bed almost breathless, panting for air, his abused asshole throbbing and smoldering from the extremely intense fuck, and feeling wetter and gooier from the biggest load of cum than he could ever remember, feeling it slowly oozing out of his ravaged, slightly gaping hole and trickling down the fabric of the Speedo on to the sweat-dampened sheets in a slick, gooey pool of thick fluid.

His brain was swirling from what had just happened. He could feel his head sweating profusely from the rubber cap … his vision almost totally fogged over from the steamy hot goggles … and still feeling every bit of the tight suit completely plastered to his body … snuggly cradling his parts … firmly stretched across his ass … thinking to himself that it was a strange event, indeed and went back to reminiscing an earlier time in his life when he did wear a Speedo.

Remembering the fooling around in the shed with Leo … then doing more in the garage … him in a Speedo, Leo in his snug-fitting trunks … the two of them, exploring … experimenting … experiencing … things that they couldn’t tell anyone else. But those things they did to each other felt so damn good … and just so damn good in fact, that they continued to get deeper and deeper into some serious stuff until the afternoon that Leo, with a relentless erection and the use of a little KY Jelly … pressed the end of his penis right up against Kris’s virgin butt hole … and popped his ass cherry. An almost impulsive incident that just happened, and once Kris was not so sore, was to be to be done again … and then again … and again … and again … and opened a new world to both of them.

One day, the Speedo and Trunk wearing just ended. Given in to the heckling and taunts of the older kids in the neighborhood … especially with all the Gay comments … both of them quickly taking to wearing regular swimsuits to fit in and suddenly, Kris wanted nothing to do with a Speedo ever again.

The Speedos stopped, but the fooling around didn’t … it just became more and more complicated.
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby fbanks » Sat Sep 12, 2015 6:06 am

Chapter 40

For Leo, it was probably the hottest and best sex he could ever remember.

His newly designed fantasy coming to full life as he fucked Kris, imagining all the while it was the younger, sleeker, well-toned, and Speedo-clad Bryan underneath him.

With his large, strong hands gripping Kris’s muscular Speedo-covered hips … and feeling the material of the smooth, almost silky fabric … seeing the shapely butt raised in the air before him … wrapped in the snug black stretchy fabric … gripping … molding … conforming … to his ass like a second layer of skin … the very sight and feeling making him harder than he could ever remember while thinking he was fucking a swimmer boy … and a very hot and innocent one in particular.

From the very second he climbed on the bed, he was hard, as hard as a rock. His endorphins already on total overload, all starting from when he acquired the items … to thinking about doing this for the longest time … to when it was actually happening … to the very moment he parted the Speedo clad cheeks … parting open the carefully placed slit in rear seam of the suit and revealing the treasured tiny opening … as he took it all in … the testosterone rising … his body tingling in anticipation … hesitating … taking his time … relishing the moments … before he tenderly penetrated Kris … enjoying, savoring the sensation … holding himself just right there … waiting … waiting … waiting … before he gradually plunged deep inside, slowly and deliberately going all the way in until he was sensing the smooth, slick fabric right up against his body … detecting the distinct scent of chlorine emanating from the suit … smelling the sharp odor of rubber from the cap … looking up and seeing their reflections in the mirror mounted at the headboard … him … fucking Speedo-clad Swimmer Boi.

He started slow and easy at first … letting the boi get accustomed to his huge slab of meat … before he began fucking him for a while … eventually starting to go faster … harder … as the boi relaxed and started to handle it … his well-lubricated tunnel became smoother … slicker … now taking his huge cock like he wanted it … really wanted it … like he thought he did all along … as he gradually worked himself into a frenzy as he pistoned his big, fat hard cock in and out of the swimmer’s tight, virgin ass … the who was gratefully taking his first taste of cock … and loving it.

But, the image in front of him … the suit … the cap … the goggles … gave him a visual stimulation that fed and overloaded his senses and suddenly, was all too much and before he knew it, he was rapidly building up … and instantly bubbling over … erupting with the longest, hardest orgasm imaginable.

It was almost like a fantasy come true as he buried himself within the center of the Speedo covered ass and pumped a huge, wet load deep inside … from the moment he was feeling his balls roiling … the tingling sensation racing through his body … followed by the rush of bodily fluids travelling up his long, thick shaft … then exploding out of his head with … gush … after gush … after gush … of hot, wet, thick fluid … rapidly spurting out of his piss slit and the juices continuing to flow as he continued prodding away with small quick thrusts until the hard and intense throbbing sensations had receded to small, random pulses and his balls were completely drained.

Almost the perfect fantasy coming true to life as he moved back from the swimmer’s sweaty, supine body and slowly withdrew his still hard cock out of the slick cum-filled tunnel, feeling the tension of the snug sphincter sliding down the surface of his shaft until reached the plump ridge of his flared-out crown, immediately followed by the distinct popping sensation as his big, swollen head was pulled out of the slick opening, sitting back on his heels and catching his breath… and only for a second, wondering how it would have really been because it was Kris, and not Bryan that he did this to … because THAT would have been a real dream cum true.
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby electric2010 » Mon Sep 14, 2015 2:23 am

Great new chapters to the story! Thanks.
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby solarguy » Mon Sep 14, 2015 5:09 am

Thanks for continueing this story! Can't wait for more!
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Re: The Speedo on the Hook

Postby BiSurferGuy » Sat Nov 14, 2015 8:03 pm

These stories are HOT and you are an AMAZING writer!
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