Wow! Guys ... Seems to have been quite a while since I added to this series .. but just had a situation that has to be `reported' ...
So... let's get the b.s. out of the way... If you are under 18, or in a geo-political situation that makes your reading gay porn' a felony -- or whatever -- please go click on that back' button (or that `x' in the upper right corner). Otherwise, be advised that what you are about to read is about sex between two (or more) legally aged, male, adults. And, if you like that kind of story .. read on !!
Also, I'm sure some of you will notice that there is no mention, or use, of condoms in most of these stories. That's because they are just stories. In real life please play "safe".
Straight Bars - #13 -- Smooth and Comfortable
Not sure why .. but I stopped off tonight in the `construction-guy/landscaper bar' that I get to every week or so. As usual by 5:30 pm, it was fairly full and active. Most everyone there knows, or is at least on a recognition level with, 90 percent of the rest of the guys around the bar.
As I walked in, I slapped a few shoulders, rubbed a couple of backs and found an empty stool. The bartender was already filling my pint by the time I settled in. I pulled off my black knit watch cap, dropped it on the bar and tossed my glasses into the top. As the beer was placed in front of me, I reached in my pocket, pulled out the bills and popped them onto the bar next to it. The bartender ruffled through them and took out whatever was needed to pay for the pint, and "autopilot" took over.
Scanning the rest of the crowd, my eyes came to rest on a new face -- a new body -- a new everything.
Now, I'm not really good at descriptions ... the shaggly, straggly, brown hair, the doe eyes, all that stuff... all I can say is that I saw the most fucking masculine guy in months.. he had a full head of graying hair.. a very square jaw... with a graying stache and goatee... great eyes, which at the distance could have been anywhere from ice blue to black... terrific shoulders and arms on a somewhat smaller stature ... just ... well... what can I say. He had my gonads in an uproar in about 15 seconds of looking!!!
I didn't sip ... I slurped the first quarter glass of my beer !!!! Something had to cool me down!!
Now most of you guys know my usual M.O. ... how I will watch and wait and then do a `follow in' ... well this time, for whatever reason, I decided to wait even a bit longer.
It was only about 5 minutes later that he got up and headed to the mens room .. Fighting it hair-tooth-and-eyeball, I kept my seat and watched as he came back. That was the first time I really got to see anything below the bar level. He was only about 5'7" or 5'8" ... but it was all perfectly in proportion ... with a very nice and noticeable bulge in his jeans. I know, at the risk of perhaps offending a few of you guys... why is it that the short guys always seem to be so damned well hung ??!! Yeah, I know ... it's jealousy!!! At 5'10", I'm in that nether-world .. between the well- hung shorter guys ...and the too damned well-hung 6-footers !!!! Aww well... we can always work things out between us.. (right?)
Anyway ... what was just my attention before, was now my quest!!! Listening as well as I could with all the rest of the intervening noise, I got that he was a G.C. (general contractor) and had just landed a nice project. That gave me the first opening.
I sent him a congratulatory drink.
When the bartender put the upside-down shot glass in front of him and nodded in my direction, he looked up and his smile almost made me slide off my stool onto the floor!! Then, totally out of the ordinary, he got up, walked around, put his arm around my shoulder and said "Thanks".
Our eyes locked and ... well ... as they say ... things just got better!
"Hi, ... I'm Peter," I managed to mutter.
"I'm Dom ... Dominick," he added.
"Hi, Dom," I continued. "Congratulations. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but... I heard what you were saying. Good to hear someone got a nice job lined up."
Next thing I know, he's pulled up the stool next to us and is sitting there.
"Hey, thanks," he added. "Don't remember seeing you here before."
"Not here that often .. but I think of myself as a sort of `regular' here. And, come to think of it... I don't think I've seen you here before either."
"Guess we're on different days," he continued.
"Guess so," I said, not knowing where any of this was leading.
About that time he turned in his stool and was facing me -- total body open and exposed in my direction.
My response was to do the same. Naturally, of course, my eyes just had to flicker down and check out what I could of the crotch facing me.
As I looked back up, I was met by a pair of twinkling eyes that just shouted "gotcha!". Okay, so I was busted!!!
He then smiled again and said quietly, "You like?"
Blushing like a 14-year-old virgin, I just smiled and nodded.
"So ... you want?" he continued.
Blushing like a 57-year-old non-virgin, I just smiled and nodded.
"I gotta piss," he added, as he began to slide down off the barstool.
"Me too," I managed to get two whole words out without fucking them up !!
Following him into the men's room, he took the right-side urinal and I took the left. As I've described before, this particular bar has the two urinals -- without shields.
"You like?" he said again, as he hefted out an incredibly desireable 7+ inches of hard meat -- with a foreskin covering all but the tip and slit of that delectable cock !!!
"Awwww fuck!!!" was the best I could manage, as I let my rising, cut cock expand to it's best of 6.5 ...
I was just about ready to "reach out and touch someone" when another guy pushed the door open and started in. The interruptor was a young kid, maybe 20-22, so he did as so many of them. He didn't even hesitate like he might want to use a urinal, he went straight to the toilet stall/cubicle (hence my name for them of "cubies"). As soon as he was inside there.. I did reach over and feel that wondrous rod next to me, and watched as I slowly peeled the skin back to reveal the smooth, slick, and shiny bullet head that had been hidden in the hood before.
My knees nearly buckled at the sight, but I managed to remain standing and just nodded my head toward the door.
Turning slightly and winking at me, he smiled and tucked away. I did the same and we went back to our stools at the bar.
"Do you have a place?" he asked as we were sitting back down.
"Yes," I said.
"I don't," he added. "My girlfriend will be there."
Jimminy !!! I wish I had a nickel for every time I've heard that !!!!
"Well, I do... I live alone," I further explained. Then I added the extra ... "So?"
With no hesitation, he answered that. "Then... let's go."
Now you all know. I've picked up (or been picked up) in more than one straight bar, but there was just something different this time. Here he was. The hottest damned guy in the bar (at least in my opinion .. and I think I am a fair judge of man-flesh), and here I was at least 20 years his senior ... and he was asking to go home with me.
Well... confusion has its issues... but hot hard uncut cocks will win any time !!!
"Let's go," I replied as I stood up, filtered my bills to leave a tip, and headed out for the parking lot. He followed.
I hopped into my little Ford Escape, as I watched him crawl into a little Mercedes coupe/roadster .. Ouch!!!! "he is sooooo out of my league", I thought. .but he followed me home.
By the time I was unlocking my front door, he was right behind me. ...or should I say right up against my behind. I could feel his hard cock riding up the seam of my jeans.
It took me twice as long as usual to get my key in the knob and open the door.
"Awwwww fuck" was the mantra that kept going thru my mind.
Within seconds of getting inside, he grabbed and turned me around. He then threw his arms around my neck and with his hands pulled my face to his. It was enough to bruise both our lips. ..and then.. I was somewhere outside the orbit of Neptune !!!!
This was obviously a guy that liked his time with other men .. and wasn't going to waste one precious moment while he was there.
My hands were going wild.. they were on his back... on his ass... down the backs of his thighs... and then ... groping that steel-hard basket for all we were both worth!!!
"This way," I croaked (I'm still surprised I got two words out!) ... as I led him through the hall to the back bedroom. I didn't notice at the time, he was shedding clothes all the way (I found out later as he was re-dressing a few feet at a time).. but by the time we got to my big California King bed .. he was down to a pair of ankle-top socks !!!
I pulled the spread and top-sheet down and damned near threw him down on it. I then set a world-record on my own strip!! It was less than 30 seconds and we were both on the bed and holding one another (in nothing but socks! me too!)
Arms, bodies, legs, necks, heads, hands, totally entwined and stroking and just in ecstasy with the feelings. Kissing faces, kissing necks, kissing ears ... biting necks, biting earlobes ... legs entwined... cocks rubbing together ... it was just a free-for-all of body- loving and touching. ..and moans... oh, yeah ... moans and more moans ... frequencies rising until it was more like squeals ...
When I first saw him, I thought he would be a great fuck ... but now .. we were soooo far beyond all that ... it's just almost not possible to describe.
I managed to break free from the head-to-head position and somehow found my face at his cock. Didn't take much thought from there. I had that baby down my throat in a flash!! Obviously didn't take him much either, because the next thing I knew, my cock was enveloped by wet, warm, and sucking. Damn!! He sure knew what he was doing!!! Within a half-minute, my legs were shaking and bucking and about to go straight out and rigid .. so I grabbed his head and pulled him off.
Turning on my side, I reached back and grabbed that marvelous, uncut cock and all but shoved it into my ass crack.
"Fuck me!!!" I growled.
"Fuck my brains loose," I added.
He didn't hesitate. He just pushed forward and I felt his cock slide into my hole.
"Easy, babe," I continued.
And easy he did... until the full 7+ inches was totally imbedded. I could feel his wiry pubes against my ass cheeks. My whole body just shook and shivered.
"Oh, yeah!" I whispered. "Now fuck that tight, hot hole."
...and fuck he did ... slow and easy.. long strokes .. really deep. ...and, best yet, he was really riding over my g-spot.
I was arching and shoving my ass back onto him to get him all the way.
"Ohhhhhh, fuckkkkkkk, yesssssss!" I kept exclaiming.
"Please ... please... Shove it in there and fuck me harder and harder!"
"Awwwwww that's sooooo good!" he would respond. "Awwwwww... c'mon.. lemme fuck you better and better!!!"
It must have been 10 minutes -- although is felt like 2 or 20.
He was really pounding my ass. He was bumping and pushing and forcing it all the way.
I was moaning louder and louder. I was lifting and pushing back to him.
I could feel every millimeter of that gorgeous cock as it rode and pushed it's way into me and then withdrew. My mind could only think of that, wanting it more and more.
My insides were groping it, grabbing it, sucking it, trying to pull everything out of it... just waiting until they could feel it buck, jump, swell, and unload its vibrant juices into the hungry space.
And then he started to holler. I don't mean he started to make noises.. I mean ... he hollered!!! With a screech that could be heard two blocks away, he slammed his cock balls-deep and it started to explode!!!
When he did, I reached back behind us and grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them into me.
"Awwww fuck, babe," I screamed, "pump it into me... fuck me... fill me... let me have all the jizz you got in those balls !!!! Awwwww, fuck... yessssss !!! Breed me, baby; breed me with all that hot baby juice!!!"
My ass muscles were working overtime. They were squeezing and sucking the life-blood out of that fuckin' stud who was still plowing my ass !!!
I've been fucked, and I've been fucked ... But this guy ... holy shit, batman !!!
Yeah, he finished, he cleaned up, and he left to go back to his girlfriend ... but.. I can always hope...
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