++No smoking, no walking on the grass and no talking during reading this story. This applies to those over 18. If you are under 18 be not here.
Here's the deal, strange I may seem to you. I am interested in guys, but my mother made me swear that I would not have sex with men as long as she was alive. Mom died a month ago. I decided to put one toe in the water.
Now up to now I took care of my own needs. I think you know what I mean, being a slim build and long cock. I was a cocksucker with one BF, me. I went to the electronics store and was taken care of by a real cute guy. I do notice them and always have, but this time I took his card for future consideration. He became my best friend during my visit. "How old are you Jerry?"
I told him eighteen and he sighed cutely. He was twenty (an older man). He opened the boxes and took a lot of time to show me how to use the cam attachment for my computer. He had nice hands, smooth and white with a sexy haze of blond hairs on the back.
"You have nice hands too," he said taking my big brown one in his smaller ones." I got a little beginning of a hard on. I already told you that I am big in the prick department so an erection is a big deal and he noticed it. That was when he gave me his card. It was not a store card, it was his personal card. Name: Plato. Oh be still my heart, a real live, slim Greek boi.
Just as I was paying my bill at the register he came over to thank me for the purchase and mumbled something about a mutual JO. I stared at him in surprise. Actually that was exactly what I was looking for....gay sex light. I scribbled my email address on the bottom of the register receipt and handed to him. He called after me, "Eight o'clock open your mail."
I could hardly wait for eight. I kept myself busy by hooking up the cam. It was easy. I didn't turn it on yet, but I looked for mail. There it was, his email address listed along with the junk mail. I killed the junk and left his waiting. I felt light headed and a little breathless, but also a bit naughty. After all, this was my house and my computer. I stripped naked, sat on my office chair in front of the screen, the cam still not switched on. I opened his mail:
You are the cutest guy I have ever seen. Do you want to
Get together for a mutual JO. That's all I really like for
New relationships. Hey, when you answer, put on your
Cam.
His cam was on and there he was his sleek body revealed in all its glory, his slim prick dangling down over his hairless balls.
I answered:
Very interested. (I switched on the cam) Hope you like
What you see. Give me address and time and I'll be there.
He lived quite close, a ten-minute walk, on the other side of the town park. Before we sealed the deal to take place the next night at 8:00 (his magic hour I guess, or when he gets home from his job.) But he switched to upper case and blue color to make sure I knew it was important. He wrote, the front door would be open, come in, leave all your clothes in the foyer and come in to the door to the TV room on your right.
Wow, this was really getting to be an adventure, but I was up for it, up all day in fact. The front door was slightly ajar. He sure trusted his neighbors. The foyer was dark, but I could see a slit of light coming from the under the door on the right. There was chilly draft from the open front door so I closed it, then I took off all my clothes. Without a stitch I turned the knob on TV room door. I had a sudden fear that it would be packed with all my relatives shouting "surprise!"
"Come in Jerry. Want some wine? I got a DVD in the slot ready to turn on along with each other." He stood up, he looked good, especially because there was a gas fire in the fireplace and his pale body shown in pretty colors. He was naked of course, he looked much better in person and on the 'puter. Funny thing is that he said the same about me. "Jerry, you got the kind of body that I love, kinda square, you know the shoulders, you pecs. I love the little hair you got on the center of your chest and your love trail. I won't go into your package that is like Christmas. And lastly your handsome model face and wavy brown hair."
"Ooh Plato, you're making me blush."
"I see it, even your pretty chest is aflame. Come sit with me and we'll view the movie. It's one I haven't seen yet."
I sat next to him on the leather couch. I noted that he had spread one of those big bath sheets. Hmm, expecting some spills? It was warm in the room from the fireplace and I was grateful. I had gotten chilled outside. The problem was that the wine and the warmth were getting me sleepy.
"You getting blinky kid? Maybe you didn't have enough sleep last night."
He came close, his body was touching mine and his hairless legs were against my hairy ones. He pushed my head over to rest on his shoulder. It felt real nice and cozy.
The screen came alive. There were two college boxers getting dressed in the locker room. They eyed each other and stopped donning their cups and came over to each other. Lots of stroking of chests and finally a kiss. This was excellent, the trouble was the screen kept flickering.
"Oh pay no attention. It must be the outside dish. I have to get someone here to fix it. You can still see the picture though." He patted my thigh and petted the hair there. It was only a short trip to my aroused prick. He put one arm around my bare shoulder and hugged my head closer to his great smelling chest. The aroma was intoxicating like a sex stimulant. My cock was hard, almost hurting. He was very gentle and stroked it very lightly. I was puffing now, my eyes were starting to find if difficult to stay open. He took my hand and put it around his prick. It was hard and pulsing. I put my thumb on the head and wiped the precum that was oozing heavily. He signed in appreciation.
"Are you getting sleepy?" Plato asked, now caressing my check.
"I just feel good, safe, cozy, but really hurting. I think we'll have to get on with this mutual before I expire."
That damn TV screen was blinking faster. Plato was now working my cock pretty in a pretty steady beat. I had taken hold of his warm, smooth cock earlier and now got to work moving my loosely cupped fingers.
He was breathing hard, but that didn't compare to the pitch I was reaching. I was softly moaning and thrusting a bit as he expertly wanked me. Suddenly his hand covered my ball sac and pulled gently. I began to cry out in passion. Next he reached under my sac and put one finger and passed over and over my slightly hairy ass hole. I jumped in surprise and pleasure. "I thought you'd like that. I knew when you agreed to come here that you subconsciously desired a fucking."
"No, no. Please let me loose. I have to go home."
At that point I lost total control of the situation. He began intoning orders to me and I couldn't fight him. "Jerry, you trust me don't you? I only want you to be happy. I could put you to sleep, I am an accomplished hypnotist, but I'd rather have your delicious self to be conscious so I can see your complete surrender and thrills I will bring you. Thrills you have always yearned for." He stood in front of me, his rampant cock leaping in excitement. He lifted my full thighs and put my bare feet at his hipbones. I was mewling helplessly and excitedly. I also had to fight an intense desire to fall asleep, but I was awake just enough to cooperate with my deflowering and feel everything.
"Okay sleepy boy, let your asshole relax and receive me. Do not fight me, otherwise I will have to put you totally under." The head of his slim cock touched my anis. I felt good, like I always wanted it. My hole began pulsing begging for it to enter. Plato laughed out loud. "I knew you were a natural bottom boy. No need to beg, I am going to enter your virgin ass." With that he moved forward. I almost wept in happiness as it slid inevitably deeper, exciting my prostate until finally it was all the way in, Plato's blond pubes against my hairy ass. This was bliss, but what to come was as he slid partly out, then end again, sliding against my hot button was intoxicating. I was moaning continuously.
"Jerry, do you want me to fuck you hard." I cried out in a shout for him to do it. Oh what a slut I had become, totally in his power, dependent on him for the ultimate pleasure. I thought the evening was one I could control...just some pleasant jacking and mutual fun perhaps. I never dreamed about this turn of events, of his mastery over me, becoming to source of my pleasure, making me a slave to his needs.
He began pounding my ass, his chest dripping sweat on me, his mouth set in a hard line of effort. His rapid passing over my prostate was bringing me close to ejaculation. He too seemed close. "Okay sweet bottom boiy, I'm going to christen your ass with my cum. When you feel the hot slimy hitting your innards, you will orgasm more strongly than you have ever felt. Now, here it comes."
His eyes rolled up, mine heavy lids gratefully closed and I felt hot wet spooge bathing my ass track. I called out my cum and began thrusting helplessly more cock delivering volley after volley of my cum on my belly. He continued his ejaculation, finally falling across me from the power of his cum.
Minutes passed. He got up. "Jerry, you may now be free of my induced hyno-spell.
"Plato, that was wonderful. I never had such an experience that enveloped me so completely. I am falling in love with you and hope we can repeat this as soon as possible."
Plato sighed in resignation. "They all say that. I know I am a great fuck, but I have one peculiarity, I never fuck the same guy twice. In fact, you ought the think about leaving soon, I am expecting another boy I recruited from the store.
I stood looking at him in amazement. "Do you really mean that? I thought this might be the beginning of a relationship."
"I don't do relationships, now you ought to get dressed. I don't want you to run into my next date."
I dressed in a daze unable to believe that this was the last time with Plato. I stepped out into the night and began walking. Just a few yards from the house a boy passed me. He was a tall kid, good looking too. He must be looking forward to a JO party. Boy was he in for a surprise.
End
It's too bad that sexual compatibility does not bring friendship or love or dependency on each other. This may sound like a sad tale, but it finally freed Jerry for more sexual adventures.