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WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS A SEXUALLY EXPLICIT FICTIONAL STORY.
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, OR IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN READING
ABOUT SEXUALLY EXPLICIT SITUATIONS AND ACTIVITIES..

To the alt.sex.stories reader:

        This is the 4th in a series of stories dealing mainly with male
to male sexuality, though the series will contain some male/female sex
and the thoughts, fantasies and activities of bisexual characters as well.

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FRIDAY 13" #4 TAKIN' DOWN THE BIG TOP
By Stroker Al

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    During his Christopher Lake camper days,  Friday had won every
archery competition he had participated in.  In an old footlocker stashed
in the secret place where he slept, he still kept some of the blue
ribbons he'd won for the highest scores.  Tonight it proved to be a
blessing for all involved that, as out of practice as he was,  his aim
and execution were still top notch.

      The shot arrow had flawlessly pierced the bull's eye of it's
intended target.   In one neat zinging thrust, Jorge Antonio Lorca had
involuntarily received up his ass the full length and form of his
ordinarily passive lover's erect dick, albeit through a rubber replica.
Lubricated only by sweat and saliva,  Lawrence's life-cast dildo had
penetrated his lover's hairy virgin butt with a force that not only hurt
like hell, but which was sufficient to knock him half a dick length
forward in bed. In turn, the impact  propelled Jorge's dick further up
Lawrence's ass with equivalent force.  Naturally both men cried out from
the pain, directly into each other's faces.

    But Lawrence's pain was so familiar that he was able to quickly
recover his pleasure. It had certainly not hurt as much as the first time
Jorge had penetrated him with a couple drops of spit for lube. Jorge's
phallic impalement, however,  was  a totally new experience for him, and
he was positively howling in discomfort .  As soon as he caught his
breath he burst into tears.

     "My ass, my damned asshole! What the fuck have you shoved up my
asshole!"  He sobbed trying vainly to reach behind him to seize the
instrument of his deflowering.
    "I didn't do it, Jorge,  honest.  Somebody else must have come in here."
    "Oh fuck, it's so fuckin huge, it hurts, damn it , it hurts."

    Jorge's own much larger dick quickly deflated to a limp state and
popped out of Lawrence's ass as he floundered there, alternately  trying
to rise to his knees and falling forward.   Lawrence then shook off his
amazed fascination with the scene and leapt up to help his pained lover.
"Hold still,  I'll get it."

      Jorge rose back up on his hands and knees and in that position
seemed to get some relief from the pain in his ass. "Take that goddamn
thing out whatever it is," he cried.
    Lawrence got behind him and gripped the arrow shaft.  He had
barely attempted to pull on it before Jorge cried out, "Don't touch it.
Stop!"

    "Okay," he said finally, "Try again .  Ow ow ow stop. "

    This went on for several minutes.  Lawrence would get the arrow
pulled a half an inch or so out of Jorge's rear end, and a command to
stop would come out of his front end.  Then, the Latino stud' would groan
with relief as his sphincter muscles drew the arrow-dick all the way back
in.

    At some point Jorge had stopped crying, though there continued to
be pain in his commands of Lawrence's movement.  But Lawrence noticed
that Jorge's  ass seemed to be loosening up some, so that the arrow was
moving more freely inside, and that he could get it farther out with each
attempt. It began to seem that his lover was needlessly delaying the
extraction of the arrow by intentionally tightening his ass muscles.  His
sighs of relief when Lawrence would let go began to sound like sounds of
pleasure. Once, he pulled the dick arrow more than half way out before
Jorge told him to stop. This time, the tension of Jorge's ass muscles was
insufficient to draw the dildo  all the way back in, and the cupid arrow
hovered there, threatening to begin sliding back out from it's own
weight.  But instead of seizing the opportunity to unplug Jorge's ass,
Lawrence gently  pushed the arrow back in.  "Yes."  Jorge hissed between
his teeth.

    Lawrence smirked at this confirmation of his suspicion.  Jorge
was getting to like this thing up his ass!  He looked at his lover on all
fours with the feathered shaft sticking out of his target striped ass,
and was suddenly aware of some surprising impulses.  It shocked him to
realize that he enjoyed seeing Jorge presumably helpless and vulnerable
like this.  It shocked him even more to look down at his own dick and see
it's rock-hard protrubance from between his legs.  He was turned on like
he had never been all summer.  His dick knew what it wanted, even if he
didn't, but he was not far from finding out.

    Then tentatively, he started playing with Jorge. Just a little at
first, to see how far he could go.  He gently began to move the arrow in
and out of Jorge's ass while talking low and softly to him.
    "There, baby, there.  Just relax.  I've got it. It take it out
nice and slowly.  I'll take my time."
            He moved up directly behind Jorge so he could lean over
his back  and rub his neck and wipe his sweating brow as he manipulated
the arrow.  Soon he became convinced that Jorge had completely crossed
the threshold between pain and pleasure, though neither of them
acknowledged it. Lawrence would work the dildo-head arrow  firmly in and
out as Jorge rocked his ass to the rhythm.  Jorge was keeping his eyes
closed now and mostly groaning. One or two times Lawrence pulled the
arrow all the way out, and Jorge backed his ass into it again, so that
Lawrence could reinsert it. Jorge's asshole was now completely worked up
with sweat and butt juices, and the fake dick penetrated him smoothly and
rapidly .

    Finally, Lawrence's dick asserted itself in Lawrence's brain.  He
removed the arrow one more time, and while Jorge waited for him to stick
it back in, he set down the arrow, spat into one hand and spread the
saliva over his own hard prick. "Put it back inside me, babe,"  Jorge
murmured quietly, with a tinge of embarrassment and impatience.  "Are you
sure?" Lawrence asked him as he positioned his warm, wet real dickhead
against the now slippery pucker of Jorge's asshole.
    "Yeah. Put it back in." Jorge said without looking back.

    Lawrence swallowed and pushed his own real cock firmly inside
Jorge's hole.

    Although it was plausible during this and the first few following
thrusts of Lawrence's  cock that Jorge might not have been aware that a
switch had taken place (since Lawrence initially kept his body from
pressing against Jorge),  it didn't take long till the fact of Jorge's
getting fucked was  unmistakable. For once Lawrence felt the pleasure of
finally probing his boyfriend's hot Latino ass his caution evaporated and
he was soon fucking the stud in earnest.  His chest, balls and thighs now
rubbed against Jorge with every thrust, and he began to pant with
pleasure.  Jorge even began to grind his conquered ass back against
Lawrence's thrusts, though without openly acknowledging that a real dick
was drilling his pussy now.
    "Yeah, slide that arrow in and out. Yeah, give me that fuckin'
dildo.  Yeah, that feels great." he hissed.

     At first Lawrence found this game amusing.  His macho boyfriend
was holding on to his pride. Nobody fucks him, after all.  So why not let
him pretend he's not getting fucked?
     But after a while as Lawrence's  passion mounted, so did his
irritation at Jorge's increasingly pathetic self-delusion.
     "Gimme that arrow, man, give it to me." groaned Jorge.

    "Okay...here." gasped Lawrence, picking up the discarded arrow
and thrusting the dildo head in front of Jorge's face as he continued
fucking him.  Jorge jerked his head away from the sudden pungent whiff of
his own butt juices on the dildo.   "Look at it Jorge." cried Lawrence.
But Jorge kept his eyes closed.
    "Look at it, baby," Lawrence grunted, Grabbing Jorge by his thick
short black curls and turning his head back to the dildo.  Jorge opened
his eyes and looked.
    "Recognize it? " said Lawrence.
Jorge was silent, but for the heavy, rhythmic breathing that accompanied
his rocking reception of Lawrence's probing prick.
     "Its my dick, sweetie.   You had MY dick up your ass, Jorge.
But not quite the way you do NOW,  Lawrence taunted.  "Yeah, I know,
nobody fucks you.  Well except me!  But I'll never tell a soul ...if you
behave."
     "You sure talk a lot, " growled Jorge.  "Why don't you shut up
and pay attention to what you're doing."
    "Oh , you mean fucking you?"  Lawrence laughed. " I am paying
attention, dear.  Feel it?" he asked, shoving his meat all the way in
with increased force.  Jorge gasped and Lawrence took the opportunity to
wedge the rubber dickhead into his mouth.  "Now lick your tasty ass juice
off of my dick, baby.  Go on.  Suck on it,  babe. "  Jorge bucked up, but
Lawrence rode him like he was a bronco, and held the dildo firmly in
place.

    Finally Jorge managed to wrest the arrow dildo from Lawrence's
grip, but instead of throwing it aside, he stunned his lover by
voluntarily proceeding to suck on it.

    "Yeah, that's right, baby.  Lick the taste of your pussy ass
right off of my dick." Lawrence was uncertain which of them was the most
turned on by this reversal.  Jorge was hard as a rock again and Lawrence
began jacking him.

    Jorge took the fake Lawrence dick down his throat exactly the way
he was taking Lawrence's real dick up his ass over and over again.  He
thought of the latrine again and the reaming of his asshole,  the big
turd, the finger -- and how the pleasure of those experiences were all
now being combined and increased tenfold.  He fantasized a mystery dick
fucking him through the latrine hole and himself jacking off.  At the
same time he fantasized the bogus pud in his mouth as really belonging to
Lawrence, as if his lover had come into the latrine, discovered Jorge's
sedentary fornication and had demanded an oral oath of fidelity  from him
in the form of an immediate,  sperm-swallowing blow job.

    As Jorge's libido boiled higher and higher in this excitement, he
finally approached the point of no return.  "Yes. Yes.  Uh.  Uh.  That's
right, fuck it fuck it fuck it   oh---", he moaned, tossing aside the
arrow dildo. Lawrence squeezed the hot wet pole of Jorge's Cubano
horsemeat dick and felt him climax in dozens of throbbing pulsating
spasms.  Jorge's first mid-fuck cum shot out of his uncut rod and
squirted all over the pillow  that lay below his chest on the bed, where
Lawrence's ass had originally been supported.  The pungent spermy spunk
from the Latin lover  globbed and splattered in thick, wet layers  across
the white cotton pillowcase.  Jorge gasped in pleasure and looked down in
delight at the huge amount of semen that had pumped out of his prick.  He
was sure he had never seen so much of his own come in his life.  But as
Jorge leaned down to sniff the sweet, wet penisy aroma of his steamy
jizz,  Lawrence reasserted his dominance unexpectedly  with a pistoning
dick thrust up his lover's ass, shoving his face into the come-covered
pillow. Jorge's muffled spluttering into the pillow intensified as
Lawrence recommenced pounding his ass and grinding his lover's macho mug
into his own sloppy jockmess.

     Lawrence fucked and fucked Jorge's ass, which the vanquished
stud supported obediently  in a raised position with the twin tensely
-flexed muscular beams of his hairy Latino thighs. Lawrence began to
intermittently redden those thighs and butt cheeks with brisk slaps of
his palms. Not since Michael Fay had gotten caned in Singapore, he
figured, had a young man's ass gotten such a workout.

    Finally Lawrence pulled out of Jorge's tenderized ass with a pop
and flipped his stud lover over onto his back for the crowning touch of
the day's lesson in experience and versatility.   He now threw Jorge's
legs apart and up and over his shoulders ,  clearing the way for him to
bury his manfucker once more into Jorge's now totally unresisting,
devirginalized cocksman's  cunthole.   As Lawrence  commenced this
home-stretch face to face fuck with Jorge, his railroad spike of a prick
steeled all the more by the hot acknowledgment of the irony of how he was
topping Jorge at last in the Latino stud's favorite position of conquest.

    "Oh Jorge, your ass feels so good inside, " he hissed, grinning
broader with each intensifying thrust. "So velvety smooth in there, it
makes me feel like the luckiest man on earth."

    As an answer, Jorge just scrunched his  semen-slathered face and
gritted his horse mouth full of teeth through his come-saturated goatee
that was already stiffening as if it had been moussed.  Lawrence  rubbed
his hands flat all up and down Jorge's smooth brown chest, twisting his
hard tits, hiking his Italian undershirt all the way up to his arm pits,
so that the beautifully built stud's languishing under his fucking
resembled the ecstasy of Michelangelo's Dying Captive.

    It was in this position that Lawrence, after some 15 minutes of
manfucking,  came inside Jorge's ass for the first, but OH BABY, NOT the
LAST time.
    "I'm hosing you Jorge, " he moaned.  " Oh, yessss, take my
twinkie dick filling up that broken wild stallion ass, baby.  Oh yeah,
I'm fucking you baby, like this like this, oh yessssssssss.  ohhhh!"
    As his spermy semen squirted up inside and then crawled down
Jorge's  quivering ass canal,  Lawrence gasped and bit down on Jorge's
tongue, which he had drawn greedily into his mouth .  He writhed and
thrashed on top of Jorge for a full minute until every burst of passion
and every drop of nut cream had been wrung from his body.

    His once angry dick slowly relaxed and was gradually expelled in
it's softening state by Jorge's recovering ass muscles.  He rolled off of
Jorge and lay next to him on the bed, exhausted.

    He glowed while reflecting over his shattering conquest of
Jorge's Machismo, even as he acknowledged to himself what hell there
would be to pay--and sooner than might be comfortable. He had no
regrets.  Jorge had been a superb fuck, after all -- better than he'd
dared to dream.

    "Lawrence, dear," came Jorge's calm but slightly hard-edged voice
at last.  "I have something for you.  Don't move.  Keep your eyes closed.
Just relax and open your mouth."

    Lawrence chuckled ,  leaned over to kiss his lover's shoulder. "Okay"

    He heard the sound that a dick makes when it enters and then
pulls out of a man's butt.  A long, drawn out smacking, crackling wet
sound.   " Open Wide," said Jorge, and Lawrence obeyed as was his
habit.   He'd always wondered when watching it happen it certain porn
movies what it would be like to suck your own cock, and with the
introduction into his mouth and throat  by Jorge's "surprise",  Lawrence
came as close to knowing as he ever would.


    Later the boys looked at each other, exhausted, and realized that
they had fallen in love all over again: Jorge with being fucked and
rimmed, and Lawrence with Jorge's tight asshole .  Give and take became
the defining principle of the relationship from that day forward.
Lawrence giving it and Jorge takin it.....for now.

* * *

Look for further tales of Friday 13"

(see also a raunch alternative ending to this story (Big Top) posted in
alt.sex.stories)
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