An Erotic Pic 1k Entry: Christopher's Summer of Love by Suzzana C. Ryan - 05/28/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest: June 2012

Damn if I knew what happened the summer I turned eighteen. All I can remember was how lean and beautiful he was. Dark hair, slim athletic body and a cock that made any man’s mouth water. It was my first summer away from home and at eighteen, what can I say I was a late bloomer. Check that in all areas of my life.


Max Jenkins was twenty and gorgeous. The guy had every girl at the summer camp we worked at sniffing around him. He seemed to genuinely enjoy the attention of the girls, and he was touchy feely with them. I never saw him display any affection for any of the guys. His attraction was center all on me. I liked the girls, sure, but preferred the company of guys, manly guys, rugged types, ones much like myself.

I was always big for my age, over six foot by the time I was sixteen, all muscle and brawn. I wasn’t bad looking, but I wasn’t pretty boyish, like Max. Damn, he was a looker. Before Max, I never thought much about sex. Jacked off as soon as I discovered I had dick, never thought about it. And never thought about doing it with another guy. For that matter never thought about doing it with a girl either. Women, well they kind of scared me, too delicate, too small, not what I wanted to touch or feel. Can any of you relate? Therefore, when Max came along and showed me some interest I became interested and turned on. Now I could think of doing Max, fucking him. Here’s how it all went down;

We’d all went swimming, it was one of the hottest July’s on record. The girls, all shapes and sizes, wore their bathing suits, one pieces, two pieces and some had on bikinis. Most of the guys wore cutoff jeans and the boxy kind of swimsuits. All except Max, he had a European style on, a small, tight and low cut number. Damn you could see his balls and cock right through the thing. The girls giggled and many of the guys were like, dude, what the fuck. Max shrugged his shoulders and told them eat me. Once we got over Max’s showy suit, we all swam in the lake near our camp. We played dodge ball in the water and swung from the ropes that hung over the lake. Can you say Thomas Kincaid? Well sort of, anyway, the first time he grabbed my balls under the water I thought it was just an accident. By the second or third time, I was like, shit, what’s this guy doing. At the end of the day we all went back and took showers, Max never let on about a thing. It wasn’t until everyone went to asleep he came to my bed to talk to me.

“Christopher, are you asleep?”

“Fuck no, go away Max.”

“I thought I owed you an apology. Sorry about the groping thing, I thought maybe you were into it. Sorry dude.” Max started to leave my bedside.

“Hey, into what?” I asked him.

“Guys, asshole.”

‘Shit,” I cursed.

“Shit? What’s that mean?” Max asked.

“Well, I never thought about it. I like you.” I confessed.

“Come on Chris, let’s take a walk, let’s talk.”

“Sure,” I said.

We walked in silence until we hit the picnic area about a half a mile from the sleeping cabins when Max stopped and stood in front of me. He moved close and touched my face. I didn’t move, it felt good. When his lips brushed mine my body shivered and again I didn’t move. I went with the kiss, it felt too good to stop. His mouth opened, and mine followed and our tongues met. Fuck, my cock twinged and hardened. When his hand went to my crouch and he rubbed my cock and balls, I moaned, shit, it felt spectacular. Christ when Max fell to his knees, unzipped my jeans, and sucked my hard cock into his mouth I nearly lost my mind. Within a few minutes Max’s adept tongue brought me to one smashing orgasm. He never let go of me, he sucked my cum right out of me. My knees buckled, as Max moved off his knees to grab me to him and kiss me again.

“Well, what do you think?” He asked.

“Great.” I answered.

“Think you’d like to suck mine.” He asked.

“Hell, yes.” I sunk to my knees hoping he’d ask.

He unzipped his jeans and took out his large hard cock. My hands went to his balls, massaging them, and then slid his dick into my mouth. I sucked him in deep; you could hear the sucking sounds in the dead of the night. Max’s moans mingled with mine and dissipated into the hot steamy evening. I kept licking and sucking him until the guy said my name under his breath.

“Shit Chris, you’re unbelievable. How about we go to the tables and talk. If we wait, I’m sure our cocks will get hard again and you can fuck me in the ass. Ever had a guy put his cock up your ass?”

“Fuck no, shit, thinking about it is making me hard again, Max, this is great.” I said smiling at him and grabbing his hand.

“Yeah, mine’s coming alive too. Look I have some Vaseline with me, here.” He took a small jar from his pocket. He bent over the table, pulled his pants down and kicked them off.

“Rub this up my ass and finger-fuck me too. I’ll play with my dick. It makes me come, great orgasm. When you’re done with me I’m going to fuck you too.” He said as I dipped my fingers in the little jar.

Man, shoving my fingers in his ass kicked my hard on up a couple of notches, I bent and kissed the cheeks of his firm hard ass. When I was hard and steely, I rubbed the Vaseline over my cock, pumping myself adding to the pleasure of it all. When I entered his tight ass I became overwhelmed, nothing could compare. I went slowly at first then Max egged me on.

“Harder, yeah, faster, damn fuck me, yeah, I’m coming damn.”

His cock spewed come everywhere. I needed no further cue; I came and will never forget my first ass fucking as long as I live.

We rested a while, my cock was still up his ass and then Max pushed me off him.

“Your turn, suck me first.”

I did as he asked, sucking him hard and bringing him to a full erection.

“Over the table Chris, yeah open up man.” He said shoving his greased fingers up my ass. Now, my cock sprang to life, shit, it felt great. He massaged my balls and finger fucked me hard. When his large dick entered me, I grabbed my cock, pumped at it hard and showed myself no mercy. When he came, I became euphoric. For the first time, in my life I knew what I wanted. I wanted him.

We fucked for the rest of the summer every night and acted as if nothing was different during the day. But I had fallen in love with him. When the summer was over, we went home but we stayed in touch for an awhile. We lived over one thousand miles away from each other and both knew eventually that we’d lose touch. That was over twenty years ago. I found out last year he'd died, was killed in a car crash and it saddened me.

My lover and partner for over fifteen years knew all about Max and my summer of love. He always wanted to thank him for my awakening and helping me accept I was gay. What better way to say “Thank you” than this.



E. Radcliff

An Erotic Pic 1k Conest: Leah's Story of Love & A True Menage A Trios by Suzzana C. Ryan - 04/22/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest April's Entry.

Leah slammed the car door and gave Larry the finger. “Asshole,” she murmured.


Larry’s idea of a date was a burger joint and a quick fuck. Three months of Larry was three months too many.

Leah wasn’t sure where she was as he pulled away. It looked like she was in the club district of town, the gay club district. She walked for a while looking for a bus or a taxi. She stopped when she saw the flashing red lights and heard the noise up ahead. It seemed there was a fight in front of one of the bars. Leah loved fights. What the hell, she thought, can’t hurt to investigate. She ran down the street her heels clicking as she went. As she neared the commotion, she hit a wall of male bodies, big burly male bodies. She almost lost her footing when one big strong arm grabbed her. Their eyes met and Leah felt the jolt of excitement as his clear blue eyes stared her down.

“What the fuck,” he murmured. His voice was deep and sexy.

Barry grabbed her to him. “Are you lost little Lady?” he asked her.

Leah had to look up to answer him. “It seems that’s the case. My boyfriend just dumped me here and took off.”

Barry moved back from the crowd of leather clad, bared chested big men and got a better look at her. He swallowed, damn she was pretty. It had been a while since he’d any reaction to a woman. The young woman before him made his cheeks burn and it felt good. He wondered what his partner Logan would think. Could she be just what the doctor ordered? He wondered, then pushed the thought from his oversexed brain. She was just a kid, maybe she was in her early twenties. He and Logan were thirty-nine and what they were looking for was a far more seasoned pussy.

Leah watched the big handsome man’s face look her over. Damn he was sexy. Leah hadn’t felt this kind of physical attraction with any man before. She smiled faintly and then widened her eyes as another gorgeous hunk of man came up behind the one holding her. Leah watched as he grabbed the big guy and slammed one open mouthed kiss on him. Boom, bang, desire rushed in on her as Leah watched both men roughly kiss. When the big one behind the other saw her, he broke away from his partner.

“Shit,” Logan said, then added. “Barry, what do we have here?”

“I’m Leah and I’m lost,” Leah said, almost tongue-tied.

A roar sounded from the crowd in front of them. “Is there a fight? I just love fights,” she said on tippy toes, trying to look over Barry’ shoulder.

Logan took in the sumptuous little blonde, and then his eyes met Barry’s questioning ones. Now she’d just seen them kiss and she seemed unfazed, Logan thought that was interesting.

Logan felt the stab of desire, this young woman was exactly the kind of female he loved to fuck. So what if he loved a hard dick up his ass, he loved going down on a soft wet pussy too. The thought aroused him, it had been ages since he and Barry had had a woman in the mix.

It had been over a year ago and that encounter had lasted hours, leaving all three of them exhausted. Now this young woman before him aroused him. She not only had his cock in an uproar but his male instincts were kicking in. She was sweet, the kind of sweet Barry and him craved. Sure, Logan loved the big son of a bitch, but they both had been talking about their need for a female. Both men knew that they were bisexual, but finding a willing woman that they both wanted wasn’t easy. Why did this young woman seem right?

Leah acted on sheer desire as she wound her arms around the big one’s neck and moved closer. “Aren’t you going to introduce yourselves? I’m Leah Matthews”

“I’m Barry Levine and this,” he said pointing to Logan. “Is Logan Williams.” Barry then let his hands run down her back cupping the cheeks of her ass.

“Oh God, you like women.” Leah said, as Barry’s hands massaged the cheeks of her ass.

Logan answered. “Yeah, and sweetheart, it seems we both like you,” Logan’s handsome face smiled at her and then he laughed, causing Leah to giggle.

“I can’t explain the attraction I feel. Both of you turn me on. I couldn’t possibly think of fucking one without the other. Moreover, that you’re a couple, that turns me on too. Sound crazy?” Leah said looking at the two of them.

“Sounds perfect. If you’re game sweetheart, you won’t be sorry. We’d never hurt you. Barry’s a cop and I’m a doctor. Our relationship is private, we just don’t think it’s anyone’s business what we do in our personal lives.” Logan explained.

Barry didn’t hear a word Logan said, he was caught up in the young woman in his arms. Damn, she smelled good and his one-track mind was making his dick hard. He knew she felt the bulge in his leather pants. She had the sexiest little grin on her pretty face as she leaned into him.

“Come home with us Leah.” Barry whispered in her ear.

Leah touched his face. He was so damn handsome, yet big and burly. He was dark haired, his chest a bit furry, yet the body beneath was hard and muscular. The taller one, named Logan, was devastatingly handsome. His blue eyes smoldered as he looked at her. She knew it was crazy, but she hadn’t been this turned on by any man in her twenty-three years.

“I’ll come home with you.” She said, biting her lower lip.

They left the streets and in twenty minutes, they were at a brownstone in Brooklyn.

“Is there someone you have to call Leah?” Barry asked, realizing she was young enough to still be living at home.

“No, there’s no one. I live with two girlfriends, we’re in and out all the time. I’ll just text them that I won’t be home. They’ll know I’m okay.”

Logan towered over her, and took her face in his hands gently. His touch sent shivers down her spine.

“Leah, if you don’t want to do this, I’ll take you home. Sweetie, it’s all in your ball park now,” he said. His blue eyes held her hazel ones and he felt his chest lurch just a bit. Damn he could get attached to her. Barry came up behind Logan touching Logan’s shoulder affectionately.

Logan grabbed her hand and he held it as they walked. She felt so right. He saw it in Barry’s face too. The big hairy bastard was smitten with Leah. Logan wanted to laugh, he really did love the big burly guy. But what about Leah? What was she feeling?

Leah answered Logan. “I’m here because I want to be here. I’m here for reasons I can’t explain. It’s a feeling and an undeniable attraction.” She said to Logan as he unlocked the door to the brownstone.

Barry took her other hand as Logan unlocked the front door. He looked down at Leah and she smiled up at him. Her smile was genuine and he meant to brush her lips with a tender kiss, but Leah thought otherwise. On her tiptoes, she met his lips and pulled his thick neck down, her mouth open and inviting. They kissed deeply. Logan pulled them into the foyer of the house and whistled low.

He left Leah and Barry in the foyer making out. He went to bathroom and ran the shower. Showers were sexy and arousing he thought and necessary. He intended not to leave any crack or crevice of Leah’s luscious body unloved. He needed Leah squeaky clean.

Barry held onto the little blonde and their tongues meshed in erotic unison, their saliva mingling, sweet and wet. Barry broke away from Leah when he heard the large shower’s water running. Damn he knew Logan too well. Barry agreed they’d need to be more than clean for what they had planned for Leah in their bed.

Barry loved Logan, but tonight his thoughts centered on the young woman in his arms. She smiled at him again, causing his chest to rent. What was it about Leah?

When Logan walked back into the foyer, Leah’s mouth dropped, he was buff naked. Her eyes roamed over his body. His skin was pale, and the hair on him dark and manly. He was tall and strongly built, and between his legs hung a cock that made Leah’s mouth water. Well, she thought he was a big man and his cock suited him to a tee. Her evil mind could only think of what that big cock of his would feel like inside of her.

Barry had to laugh Logan had no hang ups at all. The guy had a great body and didn’t think twice about walking around naked. Logan’s great gene pool kept Barry at the gym and in the best shape possible. It paid off, the sex was great and now he was sure it was going to be even better with Leah in the mix.

“Okay kiddies, into the shower then into bed. Leah, it’s been a while since I’ve had my tongue buried in some luscious pussy.” Logan said walking up to her and putting his large hand under her chin.

“Barry’s had a taste of you, how about me,” he said and lowered his head to hers.

Leah held onto Logan tight. His tongue was soft and easy on her lips and beckoned her to open her mouth to him. When Leah’s tongue met Logan’s she caved, her body melted into his. He smelled of musky aftershave and clean scented soap. His breath was warm and sweet and the kiss deep and carnal. His large cock now rose to his waist and pressed against her belly. Her hand grabbed his cock on pure instinct, gliding down it’s length seductively.

Leah felt herself being lifted into Logan’s arms. As he picked her up, she felt Logan’s lips move to her neck. His warm breath caressed her skin and again she caved and melted. She raised her head to see Barry walking ahead of them. His naked body was a wall of sinew and muscle. His was his butt tight and his waist slim.

The shower was a large walk in version. Both men undressed her. Their hands and tongues caressed her as they divested her of her clothing.

The water felt good on her skin, and it felt even better to be between the two large, handsome men. They both had a hard on and Leah felt powerful as she soaped up her hands and pumped both their erections. She sunk to her knees, letting the water rinse the soap from their swollen cocks. She began sucking one then the other massaging their balls with her adept fingers. Leah thought, it was the sexiest thing she’d ever done in her life.

She heard the water cease. Big hands came down under her arms and lifted her up. It was Barry. His hair was wet, his five o’clock shadow evident and his blue eyes revealed his passion. He put her down on the bed gently. Logan followed as his big body hovered over her.

“Leah you’re lovely, and a natural blonde, damn I’ve never wanted to lick a pussy this bad,” he said opening her legs and lowering his head.

Logan opened the lips to her pussy, revealing her pink moist clit. His tongue sucked it in gently and then his tongue rolled it, sucked it and kissed it until she screamed with release. Barry sucked her ample tits bringing the rough pink tips to a tortured hardness. Every touch of his tongue added to her arousal and eventual orgasm. Leah knew this was just the beginning.

Barry moved his body around to face Leah and hiked her hips up to him, his cock seeking the slit to her tight cunt. She’d just felt the last contraction of her orgasm when Barry’s large cock entered her. Barry got to his knees working his cock in and out of her when Leah saw Logan move behind Barry.

“Hold on Leah, this is a double whammy. I get to fuck Barry and watch him fuck you. Baby it doesn’t get any better than this.”

And it didn’t. Barry plunged into Leah and Logan rammed into Barry beginning an erotic rhythm. Both men pushed hard as Leah gripped the sheets to the bed. Leah felt another orgasm roaring in on her. She watched Logan kiss Barry’s neck. She heard him slap Barry’ ass as he labored inside of him. She heard Barry curse, as he increased the speed of his rhythm inside of her. She was coming undone as her body responded to the sensual beating both cocks were giving her.

The pounding stopped, the rhythm ceased as Logan removed his cock from Barry and slipped on a condom. He grabbed a tube of scented sex jell and moved behind Leah so he was spooning her. Barry adjusted his cock in her and Leah gasped.

“Relax, Leah, from what I’ve been told woman dream of this. We both want to fuck you, we both want to be in you and come inside of you.” Logan said as he rubbed the jell into her tight little ass.

Leah was hot and way over heated. She trusted Logan. His expert fingers widened her, readying her for his cock. He knew how to arouse her anally. She would have two men, two gorgeous sensual sexy men in her at the same time. The thought had Leah was ready to burst into flames. She’d never been so turned on. When Logan’s cock entered her tight hole, Leah pushed back onto him aiding him past the muscle that hindered his way. Barry’s cock was in her pussy to the hilt and now the sensual dance began.

First Barry kissed her deep and carnal, then he relinquished her mouth to Logan, who kissed her just as deeply. They fucked her slow, hard and in unison, letting her body get used to the new sensations. Then, they sped up their actions, knowing it would push them all over the edge. Like shards of glass, shattering, bright and almost painful Leah’s orgasm encompassed her. The male moans of pleasure told her they’d reached completion with her. All three bodies glisten of perspiration and glowed in the aftermath of the sexual carnage.

Leah held onto them as both men kissed her face, her eyes, her neck, and her lips. Logan spoke first.

“Leah stay, stay with us. Honey you feel so right. This could work, let us take care of you,” he said running his fingers through her blond hair. Barry took her face in his hands, the large handsome man looked into her eyes. “Let us love you. It’s all we want. You complete us. Does that make sense?” he asked her.

“Perfect sense. “ Leah said as both men crushed her lush body to theirs. Her life with these two men made perfect sense.

An Erotic Pic 1k Contest: Second Best by Susan Ryan - February Entry 02//01/2012

February Entry for Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest

I’d been after Josh McArthur for two years. I would have done anything he wanted to get him into bed, anything. I turned down date after date, my mind and heart set on what I thought was the perfect man. Sometimes we learn the hard way.


He always found time to flirt with me but never anytime to ask me out. I wasn’t your typical Madison Avenue type. I wasn’t tall, wafer thin and plastic surgery enhanced. I was five foot four and thirty pounds overweight. At least my tits and ass where real and my Italian heritage gave me an advantage over most, I was more than pretty.

Josh was over six feet tall, built like Greek God and blonde. His classic good looks drew looks from male and female. We both worked for the same law firm, and he rose quickly through the ranks. He dated his share of beautiful women and every one of them wanted more of him. I was sure he was straight and from what I heard, he was great in bed. Oh, God what was there not to like.

Now we come to Allan Greene, his best friend. Allen was a lawyer with the firm and everything about Allen was the complete opposite of Josh. The guy pissed me off all the time. He was so damn obnoxious. He hurt my feeling constantly and always in front of Josh. I never knew the real reason Allen belittled me and said hurtful things to me. Not until our Christmas Party two years ago.

“Hey Frannie, are kidding with that outfit?” Allen said to me coming up behind me.

“Go away Allen,” I said under my breath.

“Those shoes are far too high and babe, that dress far too tight. Boy, you really think he’s going to look at you don’t you.”

“Please don’t fuck this up tonight Allen, he has no date and just maybe I can get somewhere with Josh tonight.”

“Okay, but have a drink with me, Frannie, let’s bury the hatchet,” he said putting his hand on my neck.

I turned to face him, surprised at his words and the way his hand felt on my skin. “A drink, I guess a drink can’t hurt. Are you sure you’re going to be nice?”

“I promise, I’ll be nice. What’s your pleasure Frannie?” he said his dark brown eyes searing into mine.

I never really looked at Allen before as other than a real pain in the ass. I’d never appreciated his dark good looks until now. But he was up to something and I wasn’t letting down my defenses.

“Gin and Tonic Allen with a twist of lime,” I told him.

“Mmm not fancy but good choice,” he said.

He took my hand and dragged me through the crowd to the bar.

We had our drinks and he guzzled his down in seconds.

“Come on, Frannie it’s Christmas let’s get shit-faced drunk,”

I don’t know why but it sounded like a good idea and the Gin and Tonic was history in seconds.

“Now I like a girl who can drink like a guy, bartender another round,” he said smiling at me.

Okay, he wasn’t bad to look at, and he was looking more than sexy. He moved closer to me and casually put his arm around my shoulders. His hands were large, much like the rest of Allen, he was downright muscle bound. He moved even closer when the next round of drinks came. We said a silly toast and downed the damn drinks in seconds. Now I hadn’t eaten anything since lunch and that damn Gin went right to my head and to my pussy. I was horny and Allen’s hands felt good as he tightened his grip on my shoulders. Then he sent shock waves through me. He bent his head to my ear and whispered,

“Frannie, let’s get the fuck out of here and up to my office. Sweetheart I want to eat your pussy and I’m done waiting”

He moved his mouth quickly from my ear to my mouth and kissed me hard. His mouth was open and my lips where numb, it was easy for him to gain entrance and suck my tongue into his mouth. It felt euphoric.

“Frannie, and when I’m done eating your pussy I’m going to fuck you,” he whispered in my ear.

He kept his arm around me and again rushed me through the crowd to the elevator. The doors opened on the sixteenth floor and we were in his office kissing in minutes. He could kiss like no other man I’d ever kissed before. I wound my arms around his thick neck and began kissing him back. He had the zipper to my dress undone and moved it off my shoulders to expose the black bustier I had on. I knew my tits were overflowing the thing but they looked spectacular in the dress.

“Jesus Frannie, I knew these tits would be the best I’d ever seen,” he said pushing the bra down exposing both my nipples. “Woman I need to suck these, damn Frannie I have one fucking hard on.”

He lowered his head, I ran my fingers through his dark wavy and when his tongue hit the coarse little mound, I wanted to scream, he knew how to suck a woman’s tit. God did he ever.

He then came up and kissed me again, now my pussy ached. The thought of him going down on me had me unbelievably aroused.

“About eating my pussy,” I said to Allen wondering where I got the guts to bring it up. The Gin had done it’s job.

“Yeah, about that, are those black lace panties I see?”

He had me naked except for my underwear. The small black lace one’s I bought especially for Josh. He had me in his arms, his muscled chest bare now as he slipped his thumb in them and they were off me. I felt his cock press up against me, and he what he was packing was quite impressive. My pussy was so damn wet. He kissed me again, hard and demanding.

“I want that pussy now,” he said.

He got down on his knees and buried his face in my crotch his tongue found my clit. He grabbed my ass letting his tongue arouse me. He sucked me into one astounding orgasm. He stood up and let his trousers fall, his cock was huge and hard. He backed me into his desk and rammed into me.

“Frannie, you’ve a great tight pussy,”

“Oh, God, Allen maybe it’s because that’s one impressive cock.”

He fucked me into another shattering orgasm. His cock was amazing and his body a work of art. All thoughts of Josh McArthur were a mere memory.

“Frannie, I’m sorry I was always such an asshole around you.”

“You were always so mean.”

“I wanted you, and you wanted him. Frannie I’ve been in love with you for some time. Do you still want him?”

“Allen, fuck me again, does that answer your question?”

“Perfectly.”

I fell in love with Allen that night and I’ve never looked back.