BateBook Shorts - All Male Fiction: The Trick

By: sausagewithgirth & Ryan Michaels

 

Jimmy’s teammates were tired of his cocky attitude. He acted as though the wins that got them to the meet were all due to him alone. So last night as he slept, his teammates used a stencil and permanent marker to play a trick on him. 

The trick, however, had a very different outcome than they had planned. His teammates had simply wanted to ridicule him in the showers and locker room for a while.

Jimmy woke up early the next morning, though, and went down to the pool to get in some laps. He knew the opposing team would be there getting in some practice before that day's meet, and cocky as he was, he wanted to do his laps in front of them.

Jimmy always did his laps in the nude (it was an all-male university) regardless of who else might be there (that cocky attitude of his again), and did not know his ass was sporting a new look, so he did nothing to try to hide it. 

Several members of the opposing team found it very interesting that Jimmy would be flashing a sign on his tight swimmer butt that invited men to use him like a whore. They figured that anybody advertising like that must want some immediate action.

All Male Fiction: The Butthole Patrol

By: Ben G.

 

 

My buddies Mac and Jerry got started on this little kick as a lark one Saturday night after we'd had a few beers. We were feeling pretty raunchy, so when the driver of a little red sports car cut us off on the highway just out of town, we punched the pedal to the metal and took off after him, figuring on passing out a little vigilante justice on lousy drivers.

We chased the fucker for about ten miles before we finally cut him off on a curve and forced him into a freshly plowed field. Jerry cut off the engine and the three of us jumped out of the pickup and ambled over to the car. The driver was sitting behind the wheel, cussing a blue streak when we got there, glowering at us like he'd just as soon shoot us as look at us.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he shrieked, pounding on the steering wheel in a fury. "You could've killed me!"

"Well," Jerry drawled, leaning on the top of the car, "me and my buddies was thinking pretty much the same thing when you cut us off back there on the highway. We don't like havin' to pick our teeth out of the dashboard any better'n you do."

"When I get back to town, I'm going to have you goddamned pricks arrested!" the guy blustered, the veins in his forehead swelling up like little cables. "I don't need some ignorant rednecks telling me how to drive my car!"

"I figure you need somebody to teach you some manners," I said, opening the guy's door and putting a hand on his shoulder. "Why don't you just step out here and we'll continue this conversation."

"Fuck you!" he snapped.

I tightened my grip on him and jerked him out of the car. He came up to about my shoulder and he was a cute little piece, even if he was steaming mad. He was wearing stylish slacks that showed off his narrow waist and bubble butt, and a pullover shirt that clung to his tight torso like wet paint. The little fucker hauled off and pasted me one in the gut while I was looking him over. I just grunted and shook him 'till his teeth rattled.

"This one really needs to be taken down a peg or two," Mac opined, shaking his head and spitting at the dude's feet. "When I cut up like this as a kid, I always got my ass whipped by my old man."

"Not a bad idea," Jerry seconded. "From what I can see, there's a pretty nice target for us to aim at." He reached out and grabbed a handful of the dude's tight ass, making him squirm in my grip. "Real nice."

"Let's take him over there in the woods and teach him a little lesson," Mac said. "Come on, boys. Let's go."

All Male True Experience: My First Orgy

By: STUDDDD

 

 

Last week, I was invited to an all-male sex party. It took place in the basement of a private home, (complete with indoor pool and Jacuzzi – the host was obviously well-off), which was laid end to end with mattresses. I arrived sometime after ten, and about thirty-five guys had already shown up and blowjobs were everywhere! I'm an aggressive type so it didn't take long for me to get naked and start to mingle amongst the crowd of horny men.

It wasn't long before I got mixed up with a hung Latino stud that sported the hardest cock I'd ever seen - stuck straight out with a huge head on it, and it never went soft! I sucked him off while he blew another guy… wanted and got my face covered with his cum!

With a nice face-full of hot cum, I moved on to the indoor pool area, some guys frolicking in the water, others getting their cocks sucked on the pool's edge.

Straight Fiction: Cum Party

By: Many Feathers

 

 

 

It wasn't something I would normally even consider doing. But when Brad came over one evening to watch the game with me, he mentioned that he had recently participated in a wild little evening with several other guys and two women. Knowing Brad as well as I did, I wasn't too surprised - he was always telling me about this or that, some conquest he'd recently had, or some girl he'd met in a bar who had given him a blowjob in the men's room or something. But I had to admit, as I listened to his story, though it was pretty wild and far-fetched in my mind, it certainly was interesting.

"Listen Mike, I'm not pulling your leg here," he told me. "One of the guys I work with told me he'd gone there himself. So the following weekend he invited me along, and I went with him, and sure enough it was just like he said."

"So how does this all work?" I asked skeptically.

"We have this email address, you email them and tell them you're interested in attending the party. You have to send a current photo I.D. of yourself, and some guy then checks that against you when you show up at the door. If he's satisfied, he lets you in. They only accept like a dozen guys at a time, so it's almost on a first come first serve sort of basis."

"First cum is right," I laughed still thinking the whole idea was crazy.

"Anyway, if you're approved, they send back an email giving you the date and time and room number of whatever motel or hotel it is they're staying at. Once you get that you just show up."

"And they're not charging anyone to do this?" I asked once again.

"Nope! Seriously, the two women just get off on all this, and do it just about every weekend, just for fun. And trust me, when I went, it was fun! A little kinky in some ways, perhaps, but damn fun!"

"So tell me what happened and what you did when you went," I said becoming a bit more curious and interested now.

"Well, the two girls basically put on a show for the guys, though it's obvious they're really enjoying it. But you can touch them or fuck them whenever you want while this is all going on. You have to wear a condom of course."

"That's nice to know."

"Yeah, but the main reason for all this is they want you to cum on them when you do. Not in the condoms, so if you're ready to pop they want you to tell them. That's basically the whole point of doing this, for them. They really get off on that. It can get pretty messy, especially with a dozen guys there, but that's the whole point I guess. Like I said, it gets pretty wild."

"I don't know Brad, I can certainly see you going and doing something like this, but not too sure about myself, especially with a bunch of other guys standing around as well."

He laughed at that. "Yeah, I wondered about that myself, but after you're there and see these two girls going at it, then you sort of put the rest of all that in the background and it doesn't really matter anymore. And besides, both women are actually pretty attractive, good looks, nice tits, and put on a pretty good show with one another, and obviously enjoy it when they do."

I thought about it, and then gave in, my curiosity and dick getting the better of me. "Ok, go ahead and tell them we're interested," I told him. He was smiling from ear to ear.

"Already did. Friday night, 8 o'clock, room 431!"

Straight Fiction: Poke-Her Night

By: Unknown Author

 

 

Usually the first Friday night of the month is Poker Night. I invite several of the guys over to play cards while the wife goes out with her friends, and by the time she comes home the game has wrapped up and the guys are heading home.

A couple of months ago my wife came home early, explaining that she had an argument with one of her friends. I was a little annoyed by her early arrival... when the women are not around us guys tend to talk about our wives and sex and many topics that now would be taboo in front of a lady. But, since my wife was well endowed, and her short skirt and braless tits where on display, the other guys didn't seem to care too much.

Carla was already a bit tipsy when she came home and it wasn't long before she fixed herself a drink and joined us at the table. After a couple of hands of cards she was starting to get drunk. When Carla got drunk she got horny. Before long she was leaning on me and groping me and talking raunchy. I could tell by looking around the table at the other five guys that they were getting horny themselves.

Seeing the guys devouring my wife with their eyes really made me hard. I couldn't believe the thought running through my head! I began to tease her and rub her legs and pussy through her stockings under the table.

After a while I left the table to go to the restroom. When I returned she gave me an impish grin and I noticed her stockings were sitting on the table in front of my chair. Looking around the table I could tell the others were really getting worked up and were having a hard time controlling themselves. I smiled, and as I walked to my seat I realized that Joe, sitting right beside her, and Jimmy on the other side of me, must have gotten quite a show as my drunk wife took off her hosiery. I looked over at Joe after I sat down and gave him a wink.

While Bill, across the table, dealt the next hand I reached down under her skirt and began fingering her wet pussy. In seconds she was so wet that her cunt was making a wet smacking sound as my finger moved in and out of her.

Carla - in ecstasy - asked me quite loudly to take her upstairs to our bedroom and fuck the shit out of her. I thought the guys were going to lose it right then and there.

Instead I told her to get on the table and strip for us. Her eyes widened and she looked at me in disbelief.

She thought about it for a moment, realized what I was suggesting, and then slurred, "There's no way I can take all of you on in one night." She then gave a drunken giggle and continued, "And, I'm sure that is what would happen if I took the rest of my clothes off." She winked at me and giggled again.

"So, how many of us do you think you could take on at once?" I asked with a grin. Each and every one of my buddies sat with their mouths gaping open in disbelief at what was going on.

She shocked me when she replied, "No more than three, I think."