************************* Saturday June 12, 1999 THE GARDEN by natan10@hotmail.com The stories which I write are not always true stories. Actually, they rarely are. They are entirely fictional. They grew out of a desire to put down in words many "fantasy dreams" which I have had. I am bisexual, married and white with two grown children. I love sex with a man and, in my real world, it is no stranger to me. My stories are intended for mature eyes only and are always based on male/male relationships. There is no violence, S&M, bondage, etc. in my works. If you liked the story, let me know. If you didn't like the story, I would also appreciate a note and an explanation why ... otherwise, I won't get anywhere, will I? Feel very free to write me anything you'd like. I look forward to hearing from anyone interested in responding to these stories. All I am trying to achieve in my writing is to make you feel good. Really good. If you want to write me just to "get off", then do so. After all, this is why we exist and who we are. In my stories 'condoms' do not exist. In our real world, condoms MUST exist. In our own personal fantasies, however, sex is idealized the way we would really like it to be - raw skin and no rubber. But remember: Safe sex must be the only way! ************** NOTE TO THIS PARTICULAR STORY. This story, contrary to most of my other stories, IS true. It happened this way and the feelings I had were phenomenal.
THE GARDEN by natan10@hotmail.com As I usually do, about twice a week, I go into the center of town and hang out in "the garden" -- as we call it -- where all the men hang out who are looking for other men. There is a little parking lot on the edge. Everyone walks along the paths and sometimes, if we feel like it, go to the parking lot to "stroll" around the parked cars, if there are any.
I went to the garden last night and cruised for a while, didn't really see anything. And went to my car. But there were 2 other cars there. This one car, sort of off to the side, had this younger guy in it, sort of just sitting smoking a cigarette. I "hung out" around his car, wandering from side to side, but not blatantly "hanging on his window".
I would rub my crotch a little bit (a sign). Nothing. But he kept on looking at me. I put my hand down my pants a bit and pulled my cock out over the rim of my belt and then pulled my sweater over it which, in my opinion, can look very sexy. I lifted my sweater just a slight bit every once and a while in order to sort of give him a peek at my erect cock. I wanted him to see my hard cock. I was trying to seduce him.
Still no reaction.
He kept puffing on his cigarette, very relaxed-like and sort of just gazing around. Occasionally he would look my way and eye me up and down. One car had left already. I was on the other side of his car (by the passenger side) about 1.5 meters from his door and looking the other way. I sort of turned around and licked my lips a bit. He leaned over and opened the passenger door a slight little bit, signalling me.
Finally, exactly what I had been waiting for! It didn't take me long to go to the passenger side and open the door. I slid into the seat and just sat. I waited to see if he would say anything. He was silent. I was a bit nervous. By his being parked where he was parked, and just sitting there watching people, it was obvious what was on his mind. I immediately put my hand on his crotch. He was dressed in very loose-fitting jeans. I felt his cock which was semi-erect but extended quite a ways down his thigh. I was extremely turned on. There was something unique and mysterious about him. I would yet find out.
I leaned over and rested my mouth on his crotch, feeling his growing bulge beneath the denim.His hand came over my head and he started fondling my hair and I saw that he was enjoying himself. He must have been 25 or so. I actually thought of you at this moment, but it was only a fleeting thought of you and my fantasy of how you look. It was natural. I told you already -- he was incredibly sexy and had this incredible magnetism.
I continued my exploration by putting my hand under his sweater to feel his chest. He was obviously very well-built. A beautiful feeling of hair on his chest, but not too much. His nipples had a very soft and tender feel to them. But it didn't take long for them to become deliciously erect under my touch.
My hand reached down under his belt a bit and he had a wonderful bush around his crotch. I couldn't help getting even more excited by feeling the beautiful trail of pelvic hair that trickled down his belly under the waistband of his briefs. It always turns me on so much.
His magnetism kept pulling and pulling at me. Making me courageous for the next steps.
I opened his zipper and pulled his now-erect cock out. It was about 6 or 7 inches and getting harder by the minute. In any case, I got down with my knees on the floor of his car, by his stick shift and started to give this guy a blowjob. He immediately began to writhe with pleasure and soft moans escaped his lips. I put my hands up under his sweater again and played with his pectoral muscles and his nipples. He had a really nice chest and body. I saw that he was really enjoying this.
I put my lips around his face and neck and tried to work my lips up to his mouth, but he very sexily evaded me ... But only a bit. I got my tongue in his mouth just ever so slightly and he allowed this but not a lot. This turned me on even more.
He was really really turning me on, from his moans, and then ... Then ... He started to play with me. I pulled my cock out and I had to put his hand on my cock as I saw that he was shy, which is an even greater turn-on! He got his hand on my cock and then the evening exploded. This guy apparently has not had a lot of sex with men. He was shy ... but appeared to love every moment. He was receptive to anything that I did.
I tried to stick 2 fingers up his ass while I was sucking him, but he wouldn't let me. I liked this about him even more. I actually don't like it when someone does it to me, but I like doing it to someone else. In any case, he refused. I was completely and totally turned on by him now. What magnetism! Such sexuality this guy had!
He was absolutely loving it that I was sucking him. He wasn't forcing my head down. He wasn't forcing me to do anything that I did not want, and all this time, he was enjoying fondling my cock. He was in total joy and ecstasy. I could sense it from the way he was moaning. We were talking a bit, but only just a little bit. He then pulled his pants all the way down and I pulled mine down. We put the seats back even more.
I was still basically only going down on him, not him on me. He wouldn't go near me. I kept on saying "my stomach; lick my stomach; kiss my stomach" and all he would do was just lick and kiss my belly. I was hoping he would get turned on by my thick shaft and go down on it a little, but he did not. This did not disturb me. Quite the opposite. It made me even hotter. I was electrified by him ... He was so incredibly sexy.
I was pumping him up and down, in and out, in and out. I myself was in total ecstasy by this situation. Now, being so totally turned on by him, and having a day of looking at pics I was at my wits' end. I was so totally and completely turned on by this guy ... Such magnetism, such sexuality ...
We continued to play with each other. I was able to get my tongue in his mouth a little more ... But only for a second. He obviously doesn't like to be kissed, but he was giving in just a little. I was licking his neck, his nose, his eyes, and at the same time, giving him one helluva blowjob. We were both writhing with pleasure. He would not let me suck him too much as he said he was going to cum and didn't want to ... He wanted to continue to play with me and enjoy what was happening.
I was obviously getting him turned on a lot and by doing this, just brought me to a point where I could not take it any longer. We continued and continued for another 10-15 minutes or so. I was loving every minute of it and wanted it to last the whole night. I knew that he was very close and I was nearing my own edge.
I continued to suck him, forcing him to his point of no return. This is the point where I usually pull off a guy's cock and let him cum outside. However, I was so totally and irreversibly turned on by him, I took him completely and totally in my mouth. I didn't even try to collect it and spit it out. I was swallowing with each jerk, totally and completely immersed in his maleness and in his wonderfully warm stream of masculinity. I enjoyed every moment of it and I don't believe this moment will ever happen again.
************* I really hope you liked what you have read. If you would like to read more, please write to me and tell me. I shall be happy to oblige. natan10@hotmail.com
And don't be afraid to put your own fantasies and feelings down on paper. It just happens to be wonderful therapy! If you like, you can write your fantasy and send it off to me. I'd love to read it.