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o o Oh Wise Master, I wonder who rules Alt.Sex.Stories ? o Why that is easy, young Grasshopper. It is... o o ... M e r c u r y ... o o For listen to the Wind. Does it not whisper in your ear, o "Mercury rulez A.S.S.!" And listen to the babbling brook. o Does it not babble, "Mercury has the biggest dick of all!" o You see, Grasshopper. All of Nature is in harmony with o Mercury, for he is one with the Universe! o oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Lytton Strachey
HOW ODD THE FATE OF PRETTY BOYS!
How odd the fate of pretty boys!
Who, if they dare to taste the joys
That so enchanted Classic minds,
Get whipped upon their neat behinds.
Yet should they fail to construe well
The lines that of those raptures tell
It's very odd you must confess -
Their neat behinds get whipped no less.
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo o o Notes : o o 1. I did not write this story and do not know who did. o 2. If you're a biW/A m/f 18-24 looking for friends, write. o
John's First Time
John was a handsome young man, just out of highschool, where he had letter three straight years in cross country and band. His talents as a trumpeteer were unequaled in his high school, as was his running abilities. But John had been hiding a secret for years, afraid to let anyone know.
I'd met John through some friends in high school and he seemed like a pleasant enough guy. More than once, I'd fantasized about him while jacking off. But with his cute handsome looks and his beautiful body, and the fact that everytime I saw him he had a girl under arm, I doubted that he would ever be interested in me. To my surpris though, I heard a strange rumor a year after he'd graduated, someone told me that John had made a pass at his best friend Richie. I couldn't believe it when I heard, and I hurried home to look John's phone number up and give him a call. John was always polite when anyone called, even if he really didn't want to talk with you, he always gave an attentive ear. I debated over whether or not to call and then finally mustered up the courage to go it. My heart pounded rapidly when he picked up the phone, and to my surprise, he remembered me. I made up some story about how I'd been thinking about him and just wanted to say hi. All the while my imagination was playing a familar fantasy in my head. I asked if he'd made plans for Saturday night and he said he hadn't, so I asked if he wanted to go to one of the local Jazz bars and listen to the quartet that was playing. He said that sounded like a good idea and agreed. I was too pick him up around 7:00 and we'd make a night of it. I spent about three hours picking out just the right pair of jeans and shirt to wear, and about another hour getting showered and freshly shaved so I could make a good first impression. I picked John up right on time, and as usual, my heart fluttered with excitement at his sight. John has this smile that will just melt away any uneasiness, but not so much to make him look feminine. It is heard to describe his looks, but physically, he is 5'8", 145 lbs., a tight runners/bikers body, brown hair, and deep blue eyes. He was a dream come true.
We arrived at the bar at about 9:00 (we stopped for dinner at a cafe down town and talked a bit), and we both promptly ordered a beer. The bar was dimly light (what jazz bar isn't?) and to my surprise not a lot of people were there that night. John and I talked while the jazz quartet did their thing. I decided I wanted to see what John's reaction would be to a few things so I allowed my hand to come to rest on his knee and gave it a little squeeze. John didn't say anything about my "move", and he certainly didn't jump back. I took this as a good sign and decided to leave it there so he would be able to understand what I was trying to say. About 11:00 we decided to go and we started heading out to the car. Of course, since I was driving I knew it would be difficult to try anything else, so I suggested we go to our local White Castle resteraunt (which was now no longer seating in the lobby because of the time). John was in agreement with this plan so there we went. After getting our order from the drive through, I parked the car in the furthest corner of the parking lot, which also happened to be in a corner between two buildings. Of course this meant that we had full view in case anyone was to drive up and we wouldn't be startled. We ate without talking much and then we sat back in our seats and began to talk, just little talk, not much to say. I figured John was trying to figure a way to tell me that he'd wanted me to resume my intentions that I started at the bar, so without him telling me, I slid over in the seat next to him and placed my hand on the inside of his leg near his knee. This time though, John gave me a look of surprise, I guess he wasn't ready for this move, but I looked at him innocently and asked if there was something wrong? He said, no with a smile and looked back out the front window. I let my hand slowly slide up the inside of his leg until I came to rest on his crotch. I looked at John for a response, but he was just sitting there breathing deeply, as if trying to keep control, with his eyes closed. I gave a gently squeeze to his crotch, and he shifted his seating position to give a better feel of his basket. I began to rub his crotch now and he let out a small inviting moan. I started to kiss him on the neck and slide my tounge around the base of his neck up to his ear and back again. I gently kissed his ear and whispered that I really wanted him. He smiled at the suggestion and removed my hand from his now swolled crotch. I wathed as he unbuttoned his jeans and released his beautiful manhood from it's confines. His cock was about 7",cut, milky white with a light red head, not too thick, but not too thin, at stood straight up. His balls were beautifully sized in proportion to his cock and were pulled up against his body. John settled back in and I immediatly slid my hand of the full length of his cock and balls. I tugged gently on his balls and pulled them from there restictiveness and allowed them to hang loose. John was moaning a little louder now, and I knew there would be no problem from here on. I began kissing his neck again, while all the while I was gently stroking his hard cock. I kissed him from the neck all the way down to his crotch, gently unbuttoning his shirt as I went along, stopping briefly to kiss his wonderful nipples. His hands pressed me on further though, and I knew what he wanted. I now had my head in his lap and got a wonderful look at his manhood. It was even more impressive than before. I slide my tounge down the shaft of his cock and around his balls. His cock jumped at the touch of my tounge, and his balls again tightened against his body. I gently surrounded his balls with my lips and began sucking them away from his body, until they were floating freely in my mouth. I slid my tounge around each ball in my mouth and then released them. I then turned my full attention onto the prize that I had so desired for a couple of years. I started first by kissing his cock from the base up to the tip. When I got to the tip, I kissed away the precum that had formed in his slit. John moaned with even greater intensity now, knowing that soon he would be experience something he'd never had before. I slid my tounge around the tip of his cock, and gently slid him into my mouth. I encircled my lips around his cock and began taking him fully into my waiting mouth. I swallowed him slowly, making sure that with every little bit of cock that passed between my lips, I also licked with my tounge. John was now breathing heavy and I could feel his balls beneath my chin begin to tighten. I began slidding my mouth up and down his beautiful cock and within 30 seconds John was moaning that he was going to cum. I kept sucking him off until I felt him jerk, then I slid completely down on his shaft and sucked for all I was worth and let him shoot his virgin cream down my hot throat. John came for what seemed like minutes, and I refused to allow any of his sweet juice to escape my lips. When John pulled his hands from the back of my head, I knew that he was finished. I cleaned up his cock, and gave him a last few good sucks to make sure I got every drop of his juice. I raised up and looked into his eyes and was greeted with a long deep kiss. We kissed for about 10 minutes, then John said he had to be getting home. At first I was disappointed, not being able to feel the lover of my dreams go down on me, but then he said he didn't have to work the next day, and wanted to go back to my place so he could call his parents and tell them that he was spending the night with me. We kissed once more and I told him I thought that was an excellent idea. John smiled and said that maybe we should stop off and get something to drink and maybe some KY if I'd like on the way home. I smiled and knew right away what he'd wanted to do to please me. But that is a different story.
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