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Here's another one of Sean's stories. I get these from a BBS. Enjoy!
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New Friends (for Shane) by Sean M.
I got a job at Delchamps, a local grocery store that is located all over the Southeast. I was a bagboy for a month then promoted to checkout. I've met some real nice guys here. Probably, my best buddy is Dale. He had shoulder length light brown hair and a slim build. He has a girlfriend that I've only heard about. I've asked to see a pictures of her but he says he doesn't have any. He drives a '92 Mustang GT and is all the time talking about fucking girls even though he knows I've never seen him with one. Dale is cute. His eyes are what makes him so adorable. His nickname is Sleepy. He got his nickname from the way his eyes make him look as if he just woke up. His eyes were almost identical to Zack's. The kid I went to elementary school with and wrote about in "CUMOFAGE.TXT".
He would stand in the stockroom and unbutton his pants to tuck in his shirt. I saw his underwear and his bush one night when he was re-adjusting his package. He has a deep dark tan year round and the light brown trickle of hair from his belly button was barely visible.
Dale and I kinda hit it off one night after work. We'd gone riding in his car and had a couple of beers. He began telling me about his girlfriend, Stephanie. And how she'd come over. He'd be expecting her. He said, "I'd be standing in our utility room when she'd pull into the drive. She'd get out of her car and walk into the utility room. I'd be prepared, standing naked next to the dryer. She'd walk into the room and take her panties off. I'd pick her up and sit her on top of either the washer or the dryer. I'd guide my dick into her slit and pump and grind my dick into her cunt until she was crying for more. We'd fuck for hours. Most of this I believed, but some of it was bullshit. Just the idea of Dale standing naked anywhere gave me an instant hardon.
It was Saturday night and Dale and I were out to see if we could find some pussy. (Little did he know, I was out to see if I could find some Dale) We'd had, like, three beers a piece. Dale was buzzin' and I was feeling pretty relaxed. Dale pulled out some pott from his glove compartment and began rolling a joint. I was a bit concerned of how I'd handle myself once I got stoned. Pott makes me horny as hell.
He lit the end, inhaled and passed it to me. I took a long toke off the moist tip of where Dale's lips had been. I felt the back of my throat begin to burn. I held back this overwhelming urge to cough and handed the joint back to Dale. We were smashed only after one toke. After a couple of more hits, Dale asked me if I'd ever shotgunned before. Of course, I said, "no", knowing damn well that I had. Dale smoked rest of the joint and held it in his lungs. He mumbled something and motioned for me to come closer. I moved over and rested my elbow on the console. I began to get closer to his face. I was so fucking wasted, I had forgotten what I was supposed to be doing. Just inches away from his mouth, I suddenly thought, "I'm moving my mouth up to his to kiss him". Shotgunning was that furtherest thing from my mind. Before I could get my senses together, it was too late. He was exhaling and I had my lips pressed firmly and flat on his mouth. I tongued his mouth, touching his teeth as the thick trail of smoke poured from our mouths. It took him awhile to figure out what had happened. I couldn't see his expression. I had my eyes closed. By the time I'd opened my eyes, he was sitting back against his door. He was staring through me as if he was looking out the window behind me. I waited for a response as my heart jumped to my throat after realizing what I'd done. Hours seemed to fly by before it dawned on him. I watched as his distant stare slowly morphed into a smirk, then into a great big grin. I was relieved. I smiled back as he reached over and put his left hand on my shoulder. He rocked me back and forth then got real solemn. "You just kissed me". Dale said, looking down at my chest. I didn't know how to react. We'd been talking about girls all night and now I'd just planted a big wet kiss all into his mouth. All I could think to say was, "uh...sorry...man". I looked up at Dale. He was now looking at my mouth.
"I can't believe you just did that". Dale said, wiping his sleeve along his mouth. All I could do was look away. "No, it's cool. I know you've been watchin' me at work and that's part of the reason I wanted to hang out together tonight. I wanted to talk about it. What is it about me that makes you want to look at me?". Dale rested his chin on the steering wheel.
I began to stutter, "I don't know, I just, just like the way you l-look". "That's cool, I like the way you look too. I like fuckin' girls but I find something about doing things with guys just as fun. "I guess it don't matter who the other person is, just as long as they get me off". My heart slowed down to it's normal pace and I felt relieved.
"So what 'cha wanna do?", I asked in stoned anticipation.
"Jack me off". Dale said, stretching his legs out and reclining in his seat.
"Really?" I lied and said, "I've never done that to another guy before. How should I start?"
"Wait a minute". Dale began massaging his crotch through his jeans. "Let me get it hard first". He was concentrating on one particular area and looking down at it. I could see a bulge beginning to appear beneath the denim fabric.
"It's almost there", he said, as he rubbed his hand back and forth on the oblong protrusion.
"Okay, it's ready. Feel how hard it is". I nervously reached over to his bulge. My hands were shaking. I could feel the warmth of his dick only a few inches from it.
I trimbled as I slowly reached over to touch it. Dale's hands were up on his chest. He leaned his head back on the headrest of the seat as my hand approached his stiff dick. I watched his chest swell as he took a deep breath. I was about to make contact.
The moment I touched his swollen member, he inhaled abruptly. At first I just placed my hand on top of it. Then I slowly ran my fingers over the length. He tensed up his butt muscles and rose off the seat a couple of inches. He was enjoying it. I began squeezing it harder as if to help it pulse. As I would squeeze it, he'd raise up to meet my fingers to make my grip harder and tighter against his hard-on.
Dale was breathing heavily. The windows were fogging up and he leaned forward and turned on the defroster. It wasn't helping. He leaned back on the seat and raised his hips, tugging at his zipper. Once his zipper was down, his fumbled around inside to pull out his cock. It was 7.5 to 8 inches, about the same as mine. In fact, it looked like mine.
His dick was pointing straight up and touching his stomach. I reached back over and continued to feel him up. The skin was hot and damp. The head was glistening in the light from the dashboard as I stroked the shaft down to the base. He was thrusting his hips with each stroke. Just the sight of it made me want to suck it. But I was afraid he'd freak out. No sooner did I think this than he said, "Suck it". I knew damn well that I heard him but I was thinking maybe I just wanted to hear this and did subconsiously. I said, "do what?". Dale repeated, "Suck it...if you want to". My heart fluttered as my mind raced over whether I should or not. I continued to beat him off while I thought about it. Dale reached out his right arm and placed his hand on the back of my neck. His biceps flexed as he gently pulled my head towards his crotch. I resisted at first then let him guide me to my destination.
I was only inches away from his meat when I got a whiff of his crotch odor. It was intoxicating. My dick was about to burst as I stuck my tongue out and flicked it across the tip of his enlarged head. I tasted a days worth of sweat on my tongue after that brief encounter. "Do you not want to?", Dale asked with a concerned look on his face. I looked up at him, smiled, and turned my attention back to his throbbing muscle. His hand was still on the back of my neck but had begun to play with the hair on the back of my head. My first move was to inhale his scent as deeply as possible. I buried my nose deep into his thick light brown bush, right around the base of his cock. I could feel the moisture of his sweat that was residing on his skin. I breathed deeply through my nose, enjoying every moment of his aroma. I couldn't stand it any longer. I stuck my tongue out to taste him. I swirled my tongue deep into his bush, tasting the salty wetness beneath his curly bush. I moved up to the base of his dick, never losing contact. My tongue flattened so every taste bud would get a chance to savor his secretions. I slowly and gently slid my tongue up to the head of his dick. He had moved his hips upward to meet my tongue. I pressed his thighs back down with my hands and continued to lick his entire dick; leaving no area untouched. My hands were now fighting with his leg muscles. He wanted his whole dick in my warm mouth but I was teasing the hell out of him. I was breathing through my nose which cooled the places I'd already licked. Then I'd go back to that area and warm it up all over again.
Dale was moaning with each pass of my tongue along his shaft. His moans soon increased into groans. Dale then said, "Put it in your mouth, Sean". I grabbed his dick and placed my lips around the head, licking deep into the large slit. I tasted his sweet slimey precum and then went all the way down on it. He rose off his seat again, pressing deeper into my throat. He began fucking my mouth as he firmly held the back of my neck, pressing my head down to meet each thrust. I choked when he hit my gag reflex and almost threw up. He slowed down a bit but continued to fuck my throat. The veins in his shaft were getting bigger with each thrust. There was a prominent vein that swelled along the topside of his meat. I could feel it as it would exit my lips before diving back inside. I forcefully pulled off and began licking it again, paying special attention to the swollen vein. As I licked this vessel, it would move around. He put both hands on the side of my head and said, "this feels better", as he rammed his dick back into my mouth. I wasn't letting any air out as he fucked my face. There was an incredible vacuum begin created inside my mouth. I knew it felt good because within minutes his balls were flooding my mouth with his cum. I pulled my mouth off his dick, making sure I teased the sensitive head with my lips. I sat back in my seat and tried to figure out what I should do with this mouthful of semen.
"That felt great, man. That's better than any girl's ever done". Dale said, pulling his underwear back over his exhausted dick.
Dale laid back and relaxed. His pants were still unbuttoned and the glare from the streetlight reflected off his bare toned stomach. "You ready to go?" Dale asked. I mumbled. "You ready to go?", Dale repeated himself as he looked over at me. It was obvious that I still had a mouthful of his jiz.
"You ain't swallowed that yet?" I shook my head and threw my hands up into the air. Dale was fine as hell but I was seeing a side that I didn't like. I opened my door and spit his cum out of my mouth on to the ground. He could care less if I got to cum or not. He'd shot his load and now he was ready to go.
"You ready to go or not?", Dale said, almost aggrivatedly. I said,
"No, what about my dick?"
"What about it".
"You don't want to get me off?"
"No. I figured since you liked looking at me at work so much, that I was
doing you a favor by letting you suck my dick. I thought that after I
shot my wad in your mouth, you'd go home and have something to think
about while you beat off. Shit, I'm even surprized you didn't swallow".
Man I was pissed. "I think it's only fair that you get me off too" I said, trying to sound reasonable.
"I don't think I could ever suck another dude's dick". Dale said, almost as if he were unsure.
"You never know until you try it", trying to sound positive.
"I don't know".
"You've never sucked a dick before. The first time I did it, I was thinking I wouldn't like it. It's almost as pleasurable as getting it done.
If I do, you gotta promise never to tell anybody". Dale said, stressing each word by pointing his finger.
I looked at Dale straight into his eyes and said, "You don't have anything to worry about. It's not like you had your dick in MY mouth tonight".
Dale seemed at ease. He covered himself by saying, "If I don't like it. I'm gonna stop". I told him, "that'll be okay".
"You gonna do it?" I asked reluctantly.
"Yeah, I think so". Dale said.
I reached over and began feeling Dale's pecs. They weren't big but they were well defined. His chest was hard. I weaved my fingers inside his shirt between the buttons, heading for his nipples. I found the soft fleshy tit and began encircling my fingertips across them. His masculinity was getting me hard. He was liking it too because he started unbuttoning his shirt so I could have better access. I began running my entire hand over his exposed chest and stomach, feeling the warm soft skin that was covering his lean tight muscles. I used my right hand to unzip my fly and secretly freed my dick from my cumbersome briefs. My dick could finally breath, as I began stroking the length of it.
I put my arm around Dale and softly tugged on him to pull him over to me. I was holding my dick rigid with my right hand and pulling him towards it. He slouched over and positioned his mouth near my dick. I could see his eyes fixed on my rock hard cock, studying it and thinking. Was he thinking no or yes? I didn't know.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes. I felt a warmth overcome the tip of my dickhead. I looked down to see his tongue sticking straight out as if he were licking an ice cream cone. It grazed the head of my cock. He was going through with it and I was getting more excited. I did exactly as he had done and pulled his head closer to my dick. His tight lips were completely around the head of my dick and he wasn't moving at all. I grabbed a handfull of hair and pushed him further down on my cock. His lips were now around my dick, about an inch below the head. I could sense he wanted more but had frozen. I used more strength than before and shoved the back of his head all the way down on my dick. The moment his lips hit the base of my cock, he began applying suction. He stayed in the same location; my dick was in his throat. I could feel his tongue occasionally brushing the sensitive underside of my meat, bringing me to near orgasm. I moved my left hand over and down to his nipple and began pinching it. He must have liked it cause the next thing I knew, he was bobbing up and down on my dick. It felt so damn good. I didn't even have to touch my dick to feel the first wave of orgasm.
I tensed my legs and began thrusting my hips into his face. I soon felt the incredible urge to come. My dick convulsed and began shooting gobs and gobs of semen into his mouth. He kept his head buried into my pubic hair until it was over. His inexperienced mouth had brought me to climax. He'd done good.
Dale raised up and retired back in his seat. "That was unreal", Dale said, tucking his hard dick away in his jeans, "I can't believe I just did that".
It occured to me... he was talking normal. I was amazed. Shit, he had swallowed my cum and hadn't even blinked an eye.
"Where's my cum?", I asked.
"I don't know. I guess it kinda went down my throat".
It was no accident, I thought. He wanted it more than he'd ever admit.
Dale cranked the car and turned up the radio. There were droplets of water running down the inside of his windshield. We'd fogged the windows up pretty good. We sat in the car for about an hour, just talking. We told each other about our experiences.
Dale kept reminding me that what he'd done was to remain a secret. I assured him that nothing would leave the car. Of course, I don't think telling you guys is the same thing.
Dale admitted that he jacked off alot. He said he did it every night before he went to sleep. It helps him go to sleep. I asked, "what do you think about while you beat off?".
"Usually, I think about me and a girl with another guy having sex".
I said, "Do you do anything with the guy?" Dale replied, "Sometimes I suck his nipple or let him suck me off while he's fucking her".
"Well what 'dya think about sucking my dick tonight?" I asked, anxiously awaiting an answer.
"It wasn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be. It was neat to see what it feels like to a girl when she sucks me off. Of course, your blow job that you gave me was better than any I've ever gotten. Thanks". I thought to myself, "No...I should be thanking you". I refrained from sharing that feeling.
I also told him about the sex game that Philip, Shane, and Mike played where they'd take turns fucking me with certain rules they had to follow. He asked if he could meet some of these guys sometime and join in on the fun. I explained to him that we didn't really hang out together anymore. And that the only ones I still see on occasion are Philip and Mike. I wasn't in any mood to tell him about Shane. He still wants to meet them and 'experiment'.
I knew Philip would be up for it but I hadn't done anything with Mike in a while. I'd mention it to Philip without using Dale's name and see if he wanted to do something...even if it was just watching some flicks and jacking off. Dale seemed to be comfortable with that and said, "Thanks again, I now have something new to think about while I jack off". I said, "no problem". Just let me know when you're ready and I'll work on getting us together. "Okay", Dale said, slapping my thigh with his hand.
Dale and I are closer than ever now. He, like many of us, likes dick. He's still in the denial stage now but it'll hit him square in the face one day (that girls aren't in his future) when he least expects it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized, and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.