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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.....


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