Hey, guys . not long after my `return' to writing.. here's another..
And let's get the "legal stuff" out of the way ... if you are under 18 or in a geo-political area that prohibits this type of literature. or you are offended by homo-erotic story themes. go click on your "Back" button !!! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy .
Straight bars can be fun . part 5 by cnjshore9 ..
Have you ever had a situation where all you could say, or think, was "OMG!!! The `age of miracles' hasn't passed !!" ...although I'm sure Vatican City wouldn't consider using this particular one in the canonization of someone.. Well.. it just happened to me! .and I couldn't wait to tell you about it.
I went into one of my favorite (str8) bars late this afternoon to have a quick pint and check out whatever may be there. A half-hour or so later, I was still moving my gaze around to see what might be worth while' and what was just there'. Somehow, in the past couple minutes, without my seeing him come in, the most incredible, masculine, indescribable, breath-taking guy had walked in (assume he walked.. he could have `transported' for all I know)!
Even already sitting you knew that he was 6'2" to 6'4" with shoulders that could have held the world as well as Atlas. He was wearing a black t-shirt that was stretched to almost bursting apart with a small tuft of hair peeking over the front neckline. Pecs that showed through the tight cotton which defied imagination. The sleeves were stretched to the limit on his triceps.they didn't even reach down far enough to be tight around those damn-you-want-to-grab biceps!!! His hair was light brown with blonde highlights, slightly receding above the temples, and he had sideburns with a blonde moustache and goatee. His eyebrows were perfectly arched over those deep brown eyes and came down to a space that you would almost believe had been waxed, but knew it couldn't have been!
Funny thing was.. he wasn't that handsome' or beautiful' - nor was there anything really unattractive about him.. He was just the most undeniably masculine thing I had seen in years!!!! .and he wasn't one of the "kids". I judged he must be late-30's, if not early-40's. He obviously spent time in the gym, but there was more to it.
That was when one of the bartenders made some `cute' remark - and he smiled!! I thought I would fall right off the stool !! He had those wonderful crinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his full lips spread open to reveal a set of beautifully even teeth. All he needed was a dimple, and I swear I would have creamed right then and there. (Alas, no dimples!)
His hands were large with long, sensuous fingers and matching thumbs. Although I couldn't see them, I just had to guess he was at least a size 12 shoe!!!
I couldn't stop turning to my left to look at him. There was no way he would ever pay attention to a guy in his 50's with a developing middle-age spread.so I had to be very careful while `enjoying the view'.but once when I looked over, he was looking directly at me. "Oh, shit !! BUSTED!!" was my first thought.. until he looked away and appeared totally disinterested.
I kept hoping that maybe he would get up and go to the men's room and I could, perhaps, do a `follow in' . but he didn't get up. After a while (and another pint), I couldn't hold it any longer, so I got up and went for the break.
By the time I had gotten it out and started to empty the first couple of beers, I heard the door open behind me and someone took the urinal to my right. Glancing over out of the corner of my eye, I again came close to having my knees buckle right out from under me! It was the gorgeous hunk from the end of the bar!!
Being as careful as I could, I stole a glance down toward where "it" should be. and . holy Toledo!!! There "IT" was !!! He was holding it quite openly in his right hand, and his left was in his pocket so there was nothing to obstruct the view. Although from all the rest, you might have expected a 6-8 inch slab of beef, it was only maybe 4-5 inches (though quite soft) and he had pulled back the foreskin (yes, it was uncut) so that the very smooth, pink, strawberry head was quite visible. It had a very noticeable flare to it, and the thought was that, when it grows, that flare could really make a difference!
I quickly averted my eyes back to myself and had to concentrate on keeping my own stream flowing. That's when he said "Hi".
I know that's not much.but most often men in a restroom - particularly when side-by-side at the urinals - don't speak. Well. he had broken the `taboo' .. so I looked up and over to his face and said "Hi" in return.
He looked me eye-to-eye and said, "You are a very nice looking man."
Struck dumb (stupid, not mute) the best I could come back with was, "So are you!"
Then he smiled down at me. I thought I would pass out! "I'm Felix" he continued, so I replied, "I'm Peter".
That's when he said, "My apartment is right up the road. Would you like to come back for a beer? . or something?"
Somehow, without too much spluttering and spewing, I managed to say, "'Something' sounds pretty good to me!"
"Okay," he said, "I'm gonna leave in a couple minutes. Follow me, if you are interested."
This was obviously a guy that knew what he wanted, knew what I wanted, and was sure enough of himself that he didn't need to play around the bush. With that, he `tucked away', went over and washed his hands, and walked back out the door.
It took me another minute to recover my composure (or at least pretend I had) and to go back out to my stool at the bar. I looked down his way. He was saying something to the bartender (a cute young girl). I took a quick gulp of my beer and picked up my excess change, leaving a nice tip behind. As I did so, he got up and turned toward the door.
Not wanting to `lose him', I did the same, and followed him out. He got into his SUV (what else?) and I got into my little car, and followed him out of the parking lot onto the street.
I knew ahead of time that there were not that many apartment houses in my town.. and, quite truthfully they were mostly within about 5 or 6 blocks of the bar. Sure enough! We made a couple turns and we were there, driving into the lot of one of the apartment houses that were only a few blocks away.
As soon as he turned in and parked in his numbered space, I found one marked "Visitor" and parked. Then I got out and followed him up to the door that he was opening.
Once we walked in, I was somewhat surprised to find myself in a very nicely furnished and well-kept place. (unfortunately, I've followed a few guys into some very much less-than clean and orderly places). In this case it had very nice furnishings, a large flat-screen tv, and .. well..it was totally clean and in order!
As soon as we got in the door, he reached around me and pushed it closed.
"Hi," he said. "I'm glad you decided to come over."
"Mmmm. yeah," I sort of choked out - not being too sure of what was going on.
"I saw you when I came in," he continued. ".and I thought you looked good."
"Mmmm. thanks.. when I saw you .. I sort of thought the same."
With that, he reached out with his right hand.. cupped it to the back of my head and pulled my face to his. As his lips ground into mine, I felt his left hand reach behind me, stroked down my back, and pull my ass forward into him.
I still couldn't believe that I was there and this was happening to me!! I had to go for more! My right hand came up between us and began to search for and loosen the buttons on his shirt. I just had to find out what was inside there!!!
And when my hand finally found its way onto the man inside. all I felt was a soft, furry mat of hair on top of a firmly established chest. Oh.. It was all I could have hoped for!!
There it was. all man!! Just wonderful to the touch!!..
Before I could do anything more, he basically dragged me down the hall to his bedroom and pushed me back onto the bed.
"Oh, cripes! This guy is being awfully `dominant'," I thought. "He better not pull out the restraints or any of that shit! How am I going to get out of this?!?!"
That's when he bent over and started to unbuckle my belt. I lay there half-dazed as he opened my belt, opened my jeans, and proceeded to pull them down, grabbing my shoes and pulling them off as he slid the bunched up jeans over my feet. I was still in a mild (mild?? no . TOTAL) panic, when he pulled his t-shirt out of his pants and lifted it off over his head. I took one look at the body underneath and melted. Fully in charge, he nonchalantly unbuckled his belt and opened the button and fly and pushed his slacks down over a pair of legs that would make an oak grove feel slighted.
Catching each of his sneakers from behind with the toe of the other foot, he stepped out of them and then stepped out of the pants. There he stood in nothing but a pair of light grey cotton briefs. But let me tell you. they were certainly full of something !!! Having seen the front part', there had to be some might hefty bollocks to make that pouch stretch that much. "Hmmm," I thought. "Don't they say roids make them shrink?.. well those aren't shrunk at all. that's got to all be a lot of `natural' man, meat, and muscle!"
Without a word, he stepped forward, reached down and grabbed my hands and pulled me up into a sitting position. Dropping my hands, he grabbed my shirt on both sides just above my jeans and pulled up. I automatically raised my arms over my head and he just pulled both the outer polo and the undershirt/t-shirt up and off my head. Dropping them next to his own t-shirt, he reached forward toward my belt buckle.
"No.. I'll do that," I said confidently (I don't know . but suddenly I was totally at ease and not fearful as before..). Standing back up, I stepped out of my sneakers the same way as he had done, and dropped my jeans. Neither of us had been wearing socks. Now I was standing in front of him in only my own grey cotton boxer briefs. I chuckled inwardly as I thought "we match!" ..and it was fairly true. I have about 4-5 inches soft and I have fairly large juice-makers, so our `grey' bulges were close to the same.
With that, he stepped forward, wrapped those enormous arms around me, pulled me into a chest of steel (with the appropriate wool!), and, I swear, his lips had muscles too !!! Now I've been kissed. and I've been kissed.but . well. "but" is about all I can say! This was a kiss for the record-books! It should be "bottled" !!! This man should be installed on Mount Olympus as the "Gay God" !!! My knees buckled. The best I could do was wrap my arms around his marble-hard ass-cheeks and pull !!
That's when I felt the heat and increasing firmness of that pouch against mine. Of course, that sent my own manhood into a frenzy of growth!! Pretty soon, though, I knew I had been out-classed. I stopped at my usual 6-and-a-half while he kept going!! After another minute I did feel relieved. at least he wasn't going to put me into the hall of shame'.. he only added about an inch more. But then I remembered.he has that little bit of "extra" that I enjoy so much!! I just had to see it! Was there enough foreskin to keep the head covered even when excited'? or was it the kind that pulled back as the rest of it grew? Naturally, as one who likes it `natural', I was hoping for the former.
Not willing to keep guessing, or wait any longer, I backed away and, tucking my thumbs under the waistband on both sides, I pushed those briefs down. Oh, lordy! it was beautiful!!! Tall and hard with just a slight curve.the skin was over the top and there was just a small opening in the pucker that let you see the slit within. As I watched, a small drop of nectar edged out and shone in the light. Could you ever ask for more?!?
Totally unable to resist.I leaned forward and, grasping the shaft in my right hand, I held it in position and licked the droplet of sweet manjuice from it's hiding place. Then I dropped onto my knees to worship its origins. Smelling it before I went farther, I could tell that it was fresh and clean (I'm not into otherwise).
I opened my mouth and let the first few inches in.still covered by the shroud of tissue. Slowly I pushed back with my hand to drive the skin down and off the incredibly smooth head. I lavished it with my tongue. Then I pulled the skin back forward as I backed off it and let it stand in front of my gaze. I watched as the head disappeared inside the hood, until there was a full pucker of skin at the tip. Then I leaned back toward it and took that little bit of skin into my lips, tonguing it and feeling it between my lips. Slowly I pushed my tongue inside it's folds and felt the smooth, silky head again. My tongue rasped against the mushroom and then to the edge and under. All the time, I could feel the soft inside of the extra skin as it rode over the back of my tongue. Then I backed away until only the puckered tip was between my lips and I chewed lightly on it, keeping my teeth inside my lips. Carefully, I pulled my lips away until my teeth were very sensuously nibbling on that skin. That's when I heard him gasp. Oh.yes!!! I had found a `match'!
By now his hands had found their way to the sides of my head and were holding on - not pulling or pushing or being controlling in any way. I just had to assume that he liked what I was doing and was going to let me do it `my own way' for now.
I backed off and looked up at his face. He felt the movement and looked down at me and smiled. I could see the glimmer in his eyes. He was enjoying this (as much as I was!). As much as he was in control before, I had now taken charge. I put my hands on his buns and turned him so that his back was toward the bed now. Then I pushed him back onto it. His legs were over the edge. His feet on the floor.and I was between them. I was now going to `show him how' !! I pulled my hands down from his sides and pushed them under his rock-like thighs until I could lift them up and still have my hands on their tops.
As I began to rub my hands up and down the tops of his thighs, I lowered my face into their wedge and took his left ball into my mouth. I felt his thighs tighten even more! I lavished his ball with my tongue and could feel my saliva gush out and begin to drip down my chin and into his crack below. As I continued to stroke and grip his legs, I pushed my chin into the space under his balls and could feel the root of his cock swell and throb. He started to moan. "Oh.fuck!! That's good!! Oh. that's soooo good!"
I reached further up and around his thigh, and finally my hand made contact with something so warm and hard. I wrapped my fingers around it and slowly started to stroke it. I couldn't see, I could only imagine the skin uncovering then re-covering that beautiful head. I am sooooo turned on by that vision!! My ball-munching was now in full tilt!! They were too big to get both in my mouth at the same time, so I was having to alternate and feast on them one at a time. My chin was soaked with my saliva and dripping more and more into the crack below.
Letting loose of that wonderful cock, I pulled both my arms out from under his thighs. With my left hand I reached up and pulled that shrouded pillar of love down to where I could get it into my mouth, and, as I enveloped it with the warmth of my oral cavity, I slipped my right thumb down into that spit-drenched crack. It only took a second to find that extra-warm and soft spot that marked his love hole. I circled it twice and then pushed.
The response was instantaneous!! He didn't pull away or say "no". He just moaned and his hole swallowed my thumb! "Oh, boy!! I got a live one'!" was all I could think. Now all my thoughts were aimed at getting him to give me a mouthful of his hot spunk! I could suck that delicious rod, work my thumb in his ass, and have him jettison his baby-making- juices into my throat!! I was giving him my best'!! and from the way he was tossing and bucking, he was damned sure enjoying it !!!!
"Noo.. No. not yet!" he managed to exhale. "No. not this way. I want to fuck you! That's what I asked to come here for. .and I'm pretty sure that's what you wanted when you came here!"
"How would you know that?" I asked, pulling my mouth free of the warm throbbing obstruction that had been buried so deep inside it.
"I don't know." he whispered. "I just know that with some guys..and that's what I read' when I saw you looking at me before. It's sort of a fine-tuned' gaydar, I guess."
"And I don't know. somehow I want it both . this way and that. maybe we can do both?" I said between my ragged breaths. "can we?"
"It takes me a little while to `go again' . are you willing to wait?" he asked.
"Yes" was all I said as I sucked his wonderful man-tool back into my mouth and began to work my thumb against the rock- hard nut inside there.
"OOooooooooohhhhh, shhitttttttt!" he all but screamed!! "Ohhhhh, my god .. I'm gonna blow!! OOOOooooh, baby !!! OOOOOOOhhhhhhh!!!! It's gonna shoot !!! It's gonna shoot !!!"
I doubled my efforts for this one!!! I just wanted his milk so badly!! It was nearly reverence' that I was feeling. I just wanted for him to have the absolutely best unleashing that he had ever felt. I wanted him to totally explode' !!!!
That's when he really went off the deep end !!! He squealed like a hog being dipped in boiling water!! His back arched and he raised his groin into my face nearly choking me! His sphincter tightened on my thumb until I thought he would squeeze it in half!!
Then .. "NNNNNNGgggggggggg! It'sssssssss cummmmmmmingggggggg!!!" he shouted as I felt the first hot volley drive it's way into my throat!! Really good orgasms are contagious!! There's no doubt in my mind about that fact!! As he began to let loose with his ball-juices, I went into over-drive - swallowing and sucking like a man gone mad!! I wasn't thinking at all.. I was primeval man, wanting only to drain him of every drop of his own manhood' !! I couldn't even count. Maybe it was 6 or 8 or 10 .. or even 20.. shots of his pearly white jizm that I drank . I didn't know.. and. I didn't care!!! It was just one of the best moments of my life to now!! As far as I was concerned, I had put him into orbit, and I had drained his balls for the first real' time in his life !!!! Just then. as he had his own `fine-tuned gaydar' I think I had my own!!!
There was only one thing left to do. I stood up, grabbed my own jerking and throbbing meat and started to stroke!! It took about 10 seconds and I unloaded a massive amount of cock-juice onto his cock, onto his incredible 6-pack, and into that mat of hair between his rock-hard pecs. Then I turned and literally fell onto the bed beside him.
I have no idea how long we were lying there together. There were no clocks in his room and I didn't have enough energy to pick up my watch from the night table (yeah. somewhere in the `preps' I had taken it off and laid it there). It seemed like 15 minutes or so, although, I'm guessing it was maybe 5..
Finally, I heard him whisper, "Wow!"
"Yeah. wow!" I answered. Then I moved closer and snuggled up against him.and we both fell asleep.
Again, I have no idea of how long . but I awoke and noticed that the blanket from the end of the bed had been pulled up over the two of us. Felix was breathing very regularly and I could tell he was definitely asleep. I could feel his warmth and the solid strength of his body next to me. Damn! .if ever.. Then my hormones kicked in again.. I couldn't resist it . I had to feel him..
I reached up and my right hand closed down on the bicep of his right arm. it was as wonderfully `damn-you-want-to- grab' as I had imagined. Slowly I moved my hand up the arm, across the shoulder, around the neck and then just below his left ear. I couldn't resist it any more. I raised up and pulled his head toward me, pressing my lips to his.
Right now . if he wanted. he was welcome to beat the shit out of me .. or whatever. I just had to taste him again. It worked. This massive and somewhat threatening' man was really a soft, sweet, pussy' inside. He reached around me and pulled me to him as his lips ground against mine and his tongue pressed its way into my mouth. I thought before that his kiss should be `bottled' . now I knew that it needed a pressure tank!!
He moaned and purred as we rocked together. I could feel the crackle of my dried cum breaking within the hair on his chest as we embraced. Then I felt the rising tumescence of his engorging manhood as it began to invade the space between my legs. Yep! He was definitely `back in the game'!!
"And now you want to fuck me?" I whispered.
"Yes," he replied, quietly and without hesitation.
"Mmmm," I responded. "So let's work on that now," I whispered back, as I reached down between us and began to stroke his now fully erect tool.
I could feel the skin sliding down off the head and then back over it . it's that looseness you can feel with an uncut cock. That feeling that turns me on so!
Loosening my left hand from under myself, I reached up and cupped the back of his head and pulled him to me again. Our lips met and I went into my own little orbit. I knew right then that there was not going to be a lot of `foreplay' this time. He wanted something and I wanted . oh so much.. for him to have it !! As he lay there on his back and I was on my left side next to him, I released my grip on his wonderful manhood and lifted my right leg over him. Sitting up, I reached behind myself and raised his hooded organ. Then I raised up, backed down, and, when I felt the tip of his throbbing rod touch that wrinkled spot in my crack, I gently lowered myself onto and over that point of my desire.
As I sat and he was driven deep into me we echoed mutual sounds of "mmmmmmm".
I worked every associated muscle I could as I sat there feeling his tight, curly pubic bush tickling my balls. Mentally, I was imagining his cock inside me - the extra skin now pushed back behind the flare as the shiny, slick, smooth, uncut head was jerking and swelling in my chute. I thought of how he had so recently shot round after round of his hot seed into my mouth and throat. I could only hope that he could do as much again into my hungry back hole.
Leaning forward, I looked into his eyes and asked, "How do you want to do it?"
"I like it with you doggie on the edge of the bed and me standing behind you," he replied.
"Okay," I said, and I raised up off his hot spike and `assumed the position'.
He raised up and stood behind me. then he grasped me on each side of my hips and (look, ma, no hands) he moved forward and his cock found it's mark and slid home. Slowly at first he began to slide in and out. I kept picturing the head of his cock sliding in and out of its hood inside me in the same motions. Little by little his speed and force began to increase.
"Oh.you do have a hot ass!" he muttered. "Oh, yeah, baby. that is nice!!!"
Again I was working every muscle to give him the best ride he'd ever had.
"Oh, yeah. oh, shit, baby. that is great!! Wish I could have an ass like this every day!"
("Yeah," I thought to myself . "every day" . don't we BOTH wish!! Unfortunately, reality was beginning to come through!) Not that I wasn't enjoying the hell out of it right now!! He was good. Not really spectacular.but, nonetheless, good!
By now he was pounding me like a diesel engine gone mad !!! It did feel good.and I was just enthralled with so much muscle behind me. and I was right .. that flare on his cockhead was definitely adding to the pleasure. I could feel it stretching out the wrinkles inside my chute. plowing its way in and out.. pushing the sides out as it went deep, then pulling them back tight around the tip as it moved back out.
Like many bottoms, I had gone soft when he first entered me and started to pump my ass. However, by now, with my imaginings of that muscular stud pounding my insides, and that gorgeous uncut prickhead playing hide-and-seek inside my tunnel, I was now hard as a rock again. So I did what any red-blooded guy will do. I reached around under myself and grabbed that insatiable rod and started to stroke it!
As his tempo increased, so did mine. Pretty soon he had me rocking so hard I was about to fall on my face, but his grip on me, just above my thighs, was tightening as he drove harder and harder into me, holding me up and in place.
"Yeah, babe. Yeah!! It's getting there!! It's getting there!! I'm about to cum. I'm gonna cum up your ass and fill your bottom half like I filled the top before!!!... I'm gonna shoot a load into you that's gonna leak back out for a week!!!.. Oh. Yeah !!! here it cummmmzzz!! Here it cummzzzz! Ohhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkk!!! Ohhhhhhh. fuckkkkkkkkk!!! It's here!! It's here!! Annnnnnggggghhhhhhhh!!! Aaannnggghhhh!!!"
With that he drove his cock into me until I thought he'd get his whole ass in there as well !! .and that's all it took!! My cock swelled up, jerked once, and then shot a stream of that pearly white rope that really drenched the bed under me. When it did, my sphincter clamped down on that rod invading my ass and he actually squealed !!! He didn't move for a second, then I felt him twitching and jerking and swelling inside me as he definitely matched the shots and quantity that he unloaded earlier. He was right. I'd probably drip his spunk for a week !!! Little-by-little he began to move a bit. First to just wiggle and rotate his hips while his cock remained pubics deep in me. Then he slowly pumped it a few times to drain the last few drops. In response, I tightened and gripped his cock with my internal muscles and my stretched rosebud.
Finally he just collapsed forward, pushing me down into the wet bed as he lay on my back and I could feel the wetness of his sweat on my back. It took several minutes before he had gone totally soft and my peristalsis ejected him. In the meantime, I just felt his warmth and strength on my like a wide, heavy, hairy blanket. Not that I minded at all.. in fact, it felt damned good !!!
When he did stand up, the evaporating sweat was down-right cold !! So I stood up right away and reached for my clothes.
"That was great!" he said to me with a smile - his eyes crinkling at the corners like I had noticed earlier.
"Yes.. it was," I said in reply, knowing somehow that it was also a one-time-shot.
"Too bad I don't live down here," he continued. "This is my sister's apartment, but she is out of town for a couple days and I've been using it. I live in Syracuse, New York."
Well. that explained why I had never seen him before. .and also told me why I had that knowing' just before. "Yeah. that is too bad'. I would have liked a re-run," I said without much feeling.
"I don't get down here very often. but, next time I'm here, I'll look for you in the bar," he said.
"Do that," I replied, knowing the chances were pretty damned slim. and that there really wasn't any point in even suggesting we exchange numbers. "But I'll sure be looking for you," I thought to myself.
___________________________________________ Hope you enjoyed the story .. if you did, feel free to write me at cnjshore9@aol.com .. I do answer all mail - except for `flames' (which I extinguish in the toilet!)