Article 99857 of alt.sex.stories:
From: bckrub@aol.com (BCKRUB)
Subject: Steven After Hours 1 (mf, slightly rewritten)
Date: 7 Oct 1995 08:06:59 -0400

			 Steven After Hours
				  by
			       Backrub
		      For Zoe, J115 and Corinne
			       Part One

	It started in my early teens. Boys that age like to compare
during camping trips, in locker rooms or during minutes in back yard
sheds away from adults. It's not homosexuality, per se, altho I think
guys are less homophobic at that age. You can't imagine most
"straight" men in their late teens or later comparing cock sizes or
jerking off together.

	But at 11, or 12 or 13, they do, and I did. It was then that I
realized that I had a pretty big one. Nine inches, if you measure it
today, and proportionally thicker than the standard six inches. I
still think that, for the women who get off on having a man with a big
dick, it's more psychological than physical. I mean, I stretch some of
them pretty well, and larger women really like that. But I think it's
more visual/psychological than anything else. Some women certainly do
like the look and feel; no doubt about it.

	The rest I didn't understand until my late teens. I lost my
viraginity at 16, but I didn't start to fuck seriously until college.
There I met women who had been with many other men. Some of them liked
my big cock, but they all talked about how most men came in a few
minutes and I didn't. I hadn't had anything to compare to. I just
thought that I fucked and when I was done I came. It didn't occur to
me whether that was a "long" or "quick" time, it just was. It turned
out I have pretty good self control. Also, I come a lot. Big, strong
spurts. Some women don't like that and with others, it makes em crazy.
They love the feel of a big load splattering all over their back,
stomach or breasts. Finally , there are "the eyes." I'm reasonably
good looking, or enough to get women looking again, but more than one
woman told me that I'd "stared" them into bed. One compared me to a
vampire. Once I realized this I never turned back. The knowledge that
I have this ability transformed me.

	I went to college in California and all of this led to some
friends conning me into going to VCA Pictures and auditioning as a
porn actor. What a trip! I had most of what they wanted: a large cock,
good self-control, the ability to come more-or-less on cue, the
ability to get hard again pretty quickly, and, oh, those big cum
shots. They loved those. Very visual, big sales.

	I did it for a little while. At first, it was like being a kid
in some perverse candy store. Just think about it, sex all the time
with beautiful women, doing some things that lots of your girlfriends
won't do for you, and you get paid. It was fun for a while, but I
realized after a few months that being "the new Peter North" didn't
mean that much to me, and that straight fucking wasn't where the
thrill was for me.

	The thrill is in the chase, the risk of discovery, the nasty.
My cock is a tool, but the real thrill is always lurking somewhere in
your head, all those ganglia and interconnections. Brains are even
more important to sex than cocks and clits. The ability to stare a
woman into submission, to satisfy her and yourself, possibly somewhere
you might get caught, or somewhere that takes you into her head. I
never liked motel rooms, except as a last resort. I like to make them
come repeatedly, wet and hard on their own beds.

	I finished college, and picking up on my success as a part-
time cook's assistant I entered the Culinary Institute of America when
I returned to New York. Now I'm the assistant cook at one of the
city's trendier restaurants.

	By night, though, it's sweat, eyes, smiles, gasps, thighs,
sweets breasts, wet pussy and rock n roll for me.

	I met her at a club. I don't even remember which fuck'in club,
now, everything that came afterward was so much more important. She
stood out, mostly from the way she moved. Blonde, tall, attractive,
reeking from smarts and strength as well as perfume. Not just another
woman. Not by a long shot. Most women are interesting, and most are a
lot sexier than they think they are. But this woman was making my cock
and heart twitch at first sight and all she was doing was walking by.
Moderately tight mid-thigh dress, bare legs, sandals. Nothing terribly
provocative for New York City, but naturally sexy. She moved like a
woman in heat. Nothing overt. Most of the jerks in the club probably
didn't even notice. It's the subtleties. The twitch of the mouth, the
flex of her thighs, the ever-so- slight slide of her hips. The way her
hand moved across her thighs almost as if she wanted to stop and rub
her clit through her dress.

	I bought her a drink, we talked, then I bought us a second
round. Photo editor, Annie, 31. Her voice did it even more for me. I
stared into her eyes as we talked and watched to see if her nipples
hardened under the fabric of her dress. I could already imagine the
way she'd sound when she came. I asked her to dance and it was her
turn to turn me over. She moved like a cat. Again, not really overt,
but clearly the beginnings of releasing heat that was just below the
surface. We ended our fifth dance in a dark corner and I kissed her.
Hard, serious, but slightly hesitant to see what she'd do. She came
right back at me with a tongue and lips just as needful. I slipped a
hand in front between us and rubbed her belly and then her breasts.
She pressed herself against me, I reached down and grabbed her pussy
through the fabric of her dress. She moaned into my mouth, bit my lip
and ground herself against my hand.

	We got into a cab back to her place. She didn't want to go to
mine, and I wanted her to know that I was safe. Nasty, insatiable,
doomed to fuck her all night, but not a threat to her safety. A lover,
not the Midnight Rambler. I'd want to talk to Annie after our sweat
and my come had drenched her sheets. The hard part would be keeping my
hands off of her under even the most nonsexual of circumstances.

	During the cab ride I rubbed her bare thighs, kissed her and
ran my hand up her dress. I think she was nervous about the idea of
sex in public places, but I was in no mood to negotiate. By the time
we reached her block my fingers were squeezed into her panties,
finding moist, musky cunt - something the cabby could probably smell.

	We got into her apartment, I held her, kissed her and said,"
You know I won't hurt you. You do know that you're safe."

	"There's a security camera in the lobby, you're already on
record. My super knows I have a guest tonight."

	"Fine. But you know we're going to fuck the shit out of each
other... "

	"If we're not, you'd better leave now... "

	"... and I'm pretty nasty, but nothing that you don't want or
that would harm you."

	"Don't worry. I'm a big girl now."

	Before she finished the sentence I grabbed her dress in front
and ripped it open, then pulled most of it off. I dropped my bag next
to her bed. I kissed her neck hard, grabbed her, flung her over my
shoulder and carried her into her bedroom. I dropped her down on her
bed on her back, reached down and tore off her panties with one quick
stroke. She winced slightly, let loose with an enthusiastic "Wooo!"
and I dropped to my knees, burying my face in her pussy. I started to
eat my fill, and hers.

Article 99859 of alt.sex.stories:
From: bckrub@aol.com (BCKRUB)
Subject: Steven After Hours 2 (mf, slightly rewritten)
Date: 7 Oct 1995 08:06:59 -0400

			       Part Two

	I licked the insides of her thighs and then burrowed myself in
the crook where each leg met her pussy. I licked and fluttered my
tongue over her pussy lips and her nice juicy clit. I slid my tongue
into her and she rewarded me with a sexy grunt and squirm every time
my tongue moved. She reached down and grabbed my head. I slid a
moistened thumb into her pussy, moistened a finger and slid it into
her ass as I continued to lick and suck her clit. The finger in her
ass made her jolt with lust and suggested things to come.

	I kept eating her and she kept responding. The half finger in
her ass turned into a full finger fucking. Her legs ground against the
bed, her back arched, she started to grunt "Yeah!", "Eat that pussy!"
"Suck my clit!" "Just like that!" She grabbed my head hard and ground
her pussy hard against my face as she began to come. I pressed my face
right back onto her and she didn't stop moaning. I quickly rubbed my
face side-to-side with my tongue against her clit and she set off
again, whimpering. I kept sliding my tongue over her clit until she
stopped bucking and shivering. Then I moved up a bit, wrapped my arms
around her waist and rested my head on her soft belly. I slipped my
tongue into her belly button and she squirmed again, giggling.

	She was still shivering slightly as I got up. She looked up at
me somewhat glassy-eyed as I took off my shirt and boots. I used a
crooked finger to motion her forward as I dropped my pants. She
crawled over to the edge of the bed as a slid off my shorts. Out
popped my semi-hard cock. Her eyes lit up, and a mischievous leer came
across her face as I brought it to her. She reached up, took it in one
hand and began to lick, then suck it. Lying on her stomach on the bed,
propped up on her elbows she leaned forward and sucked my cock as well
as it has ever been sucked. She moved me around to sit on the bed and
moved herself between my legs to continue. She licked the underside,
took as much as she could into her mouth and throat, and bobbed up and
down sucking and slurping noisily, using her hand and mouth together
perfectly. She moved her head around and ran her tongue and flattened
lips up and down the underside, paying special attention to the
sensitive area under the head. She rubbed lips and tongue back and
forth that way. Then she took my cock and slapped it against her face,
kissed it sweetly and rose up to straddle me.

	"This is probably gonna pleasure me more than it does you,
babe," she said as she slowly impaled herself on me. Talking to my
cock directly she said, "Always wanted to have someone like you around
the house," and sighed loudly as she hit bottom. She leaned forward
and rode me, slowly at first, but picking up speed as she found her
pace and position.

	She was stunning like this. Perspiration on her forehead and
breasts, her fine body taut for release. Beautiful muscles tensed and
flexed as she rode, grinding her clit against my pubic bone, stretched
by the size of my cock. Her hands were flat on my chest and her
movements rocked both of us. Her sexual tension and its impending
release could be felt in her fingertips digging into my chest. I
reached up and took her breasts in my hands, then reached behind to
slap her ass cheek, then back to her breasts to rub and pinch her
nipples. That did it. I told her to open her eyes and look into mine;
that I wanted to watch her come.

	She did. She was almost crying, trying to hold it back for the
best release, but her body would have none of that. She flushed almost
pink as she grunted repeatedly and came all over me. The raising
herself up pounding up and down on my cock to try to wring out even
more, she whimpered and came some more.

	I grabbed her and flipped her over onto her back, spread her
legs and re-entered her in one smooth stroke. She moaned again. I
pinned her arms to the bed and began fucking her like an athlete, or
maybe a porn star. I moved forward and licked and nibbled her neck,
kissed her deeply and looked into her eyes as my ass bobbed up and
down, grinding, this time, my pelvis against hers. She was going crazy
with lust and so was I. She cried out,
"Fuck!Me!Harder!Now!Now!Shit!Fuck!Now you bastard, make me come
again!" Over and over until she did, twitching and bucking beneath me,
pushing up into me and clawing my arms.

	I looked into her eyes and shouted at her to get her
attention. "Annie! If you knew that I come a lot, would you want me to
come all over your stomach, your tits?" "Yes! Do it!" she answered.

	As my balls began to boil I pulled out of her and leaned back.
I started sliding my cock in long strokes over the lips of her pussy,
head pointing at a 45 degree angle over her sweet belly. I shook
violently, looked down at her and began to come. Large, warm, white
spurts of cum flew over her stomach and breasts, splattering and
covering her. After the first shot she realized what I meant and her
eyes lit up and she began to comment, "Oh shit!" and on the third
spurt she laughed and flinched slightly as a spurt hit her on the
neck, reaching farther than she expected. After letting it sit for
seconds for visual effect I took my cock and used it to smear the cum
all over her stomach and breasts until she shone in the dim light.

	Then I took her and flipped her over onto her stomach, pulled
her ass up and began rubbing my semi-hard cock against the smooth,
angelic cheeks of her ass. I got hard within a minute and slid into
her pussy from behind before she expected it.

	I started fucking her pretty fast and hard almost from the
start. I loved the sound of my stomach slapping against her ass, her
feeling my balls slapping against her pussy. I reached forward and
grabbed her shoulders, then grabbed her hair and pulled back until I
could see her face in profile, then I grabbed her hips and fucked her
silly. She took one hand, reached beneath her and began rubbing her
clit. I knew she wouldn't be very long after that. She pushed herself
back against me, meeting me thrust for thrust. She began to convulse,
her hips snapped repeatedly and she came.

	I slowed down and pulled out. I reached down, took a handful
of her cum and mine and lathed her anus. I stuck a finger inside and
she purred. I parted her ass cheeks, put the head of my hard cock at
her beginning and slowly slid inside her ass. She moaned and shrieked
her approval. She knew how to control her muscles well and she meant
to finish me off. She twisted around to meet my gaze.

	"Think you're nasty don't you, little boy? Think you can make
me come whenever you want, don't you? (And then laughed) Now you fuck
me in the ass real good now, and you make me come again, and then I
want you to fill my ass with that big load when I tell you to, little
boy."

	She reached over to her bed table, opened the drawer and took
out an enormous dildo. I'd bought one of these for a girlfriend once.
They're based on porn star Jeff Stryker's cock and in addition to
being large, thick and anatomically correct (veins, balls that moves
in their sac) the thing has a nice heft to it. Solid whatever it is. I
admire the craftsmanship.

	She took the dildo, brought it beneath her and slipped it into
her pussy, one hand sliding it in and out of her as I fucked her ass.
Just the sight was too much for me and the way she responded to this
doublefucking made me lightheaded. She must have had it angled so it
rubbed her clit with each stroke. She started chanting
"Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!" then she started making a sound I loved as she came,
she turned so I could her and growled, "Come in my ass. Now!"

	I pounded her hard repeatedly, felt my head snap back, my
entire body tense and grunted loudly as I came, rewarded with moans
from her. I continued to shiver through the after shocks and knelt
there sweating. I felt my cock soften inside her, pulled out and
dropped onto the bed, curled next to her.

	Annie laughed and cried, "Ding! End of Round 1!"

Article 99854 of alt.sex.stories:
From: bckrub@aol.com (BCKRUB)
Subject: Steven After Hours 3 (mf, bond)
Date: 7 Oct 1995 08:06:59 -0400

			     Part Three

	I lay spooned behind Annie, still rubbing my cock slowly
against her sweaty, soft ass. I licked and nibbled the back of her
neck and shoulders.

	"You are sooo nasty."

	"Takes one to know one cowboy. Are you all done now?"

	"No, just a short breather before I tie you up and do you
again. I haven't had enough of that sweet pussy of yours."

	I turned her onto her back, took one of her nipples into my
mouth and sucked. Flicked it with my tongue and bit it lightly, then a
bit harder. She let her head fall back and closed her eyes. I reached
over to my pack next to the bed, rummaged around and found the leather
restraints. I rolled onto Annie, snapped two of the leather bonds onto
the posts of the headboard, non-chalantly took one wrist and placed it
in the restraint. I turned over onto her, grabbed her other wrist and
snapped it into the other restraint before she could change, or make
up, her mind.

	She looked surprised, frustrated and reenergized as she lay
there on her back with her wrists restrained. She tugged at them to be
sure they were real, staring into my face like a leopard that had been
tricked into capture.

	"What do you think you're doing?"

	"Like I said, I'm not done yet."

	"Well maybe you are," she said with some uncertainty in her
voice. I pulled the other two leather restraints from my bag, along
with the two shock cords. I tied the shock cords to the foot posts of
the bed, clipped each to a leather cuff and then grabbed for her
ankles. She attempted to squirm and kick, but resistance, as the
Vogons say, is useless. The shock cords allowed her legs to move,
although any movement required exertion and muscle. Wonderfully taut,
well-defined leg muscles are so hot. Shock cords are sexier than high
heels. I've always thought there's a kinky exercise video in this
somewhere. I finished things off with a blindfold over her eyes. She
strained against her bonds, which aroused me further. I parted her
legs and licked her pussy and asshole. She squirmed more, I licked
harder. She grunted, I slid a finger into her pussy as I licked. She
tried to kick, I slid a second finger into her pussy and one into her
ass. She gasped, I licked faster, flicking my tongue on her clit. I
saw the muscles in her stomach tighten and her hips begin to push up
against me. I stopped and pulled away.

	"No! You bastard!"

	I smiled and watched her pelvis fucking thin air in vain. I
took the 9" dildo and began tapping her body with it. Her thighs,
stomach, arms, breasts. I rubbed it over her face and then her
nipples. Then I began spanking her wet pussy with it. Ten slaps then
stop. Wait one minute. Fifteen slaps then stop. Wait two minutes.
Twenty-five slaps then stop and wait three minutes. I reached for her
vibrators and quietly lubed one. I slid the 9" dildo into her pussy in
one wet slurp and she shivered. I reached under her, raised her thighs
up, straining them against the shock cords, slid the thinner lubed
vibrator into her ass, then turned it on. Annie sighed and grunted. I
let her legs down, turned on the other vibrator and applied it to her
clit as I began sliding the large dildo in and out of her pussy. The
slurping sounds her cunt made were enough to make me want to spurt all
over her right then and there.

	Instead, I continued to buzz her clit and fuck her with the
dildo, the second vibrator buzzing away in her clenched ass. She
shivered each time the dildo hit bottom. I reach up and pulled the
blindfold off. There was a look of fear in her eyes, fear that once
again, I wouldn't let her finish.

	"You'll have to ask for it."

	"Please... "

	"What?"

	"Oh please... "

	"I don't think I understand." I took the buzzing vibrator away
from her clit.

	"No!! Please let me come. Please. You like watching me cum,
don't you? Don't you want to watch me come again? I think you do... "

	"Yes, but you'll have to wait. I'll be right back."

	"What! What the fuck are you talking about, I'll be right
back?"

	Just before I walked into her kitchen I slipped the
larger dildo out of her pussy, leaving the other one buzzing away in
her ass. As I walked into the kitchen, I heard her shout, sounding a
lot like Cybil's friend Maryann, "You make me come or... you are in
Big Trouble. Oh boy, big trouble."

	I found a candle easily and grabbing a book of
matches, returned to the bedroom, lighting the candle as I entered.
Annie was still there, buzzing away, squirming slowly.

	"And what do you think you're doing," she sighed.

	I held the lit candle up as I switched off the room
light. Only the glow from the candle and indirect light from the
hallway remained. I took the other vibrator and began sliding it up
and down over her pussy lips.

	"I said," she breathed, "What do you think you're
doing?"

	I held the candle above her and began softly singing a
medley of Madonna songs. Right after the first bars of "Like a
Virgin," I let the first drops of hot wax drop onto her tummy.

	"Ouch!" followed quickly by, "Oooo. Do that again. And
more the vibrator some more."

	Annie's pelvis moved in rhythm with the vibrator
sliding up and down over her pussy lips. She twitched each time the
wax hit her. She moved and bent her legs. The sight of her well-
defined thigh and leg muscles made me hard and twitch. I began to rub
my cock against her, hard and insistent as her own need.

	Things escalated quickly. Buzzing in Annie's ass. A
vibrator sliding and buzzing up and down over her parted, wet pussy
lips. Hot wax splatting onto her stomach and breasts. Lots of
squirming. Annie looked squarely into my eyes, shivered, bucked and
came, never breaking eye contact with me. Spasms, sweat and wax. She
kept moving as I rubbed my hard cock against her, spurting over her
stomach and breasts, cum joining wax and sweat in the candlelight.