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THE PERFECT PENIS
As he drove Don was musing: it was a good day and a bad day. Good because he had been given some cold customers and he had sold big accounts to two. At 24 he was the top salesman in the junior division and a nice bonus would be delivered at the end of the year. A bad day because he was in a strange town for tonight with no place to go. But he knew his first stop was for a cold beer and a hot steak. He saw a tavern ahead, "Steve's Steakhouse" and he pulled into the parking lot. In the entryway was a rack of free newspapers and he picked up a copy of "The Gaily Daily" and sat down at a table in the back of the dining area. The waiter came by to take his order, saw what he was reading, and winked. Sipping his beer and waiting for his dinner he leafed through the paper. There was a full page ad for a gay bathhouse. It looked new and tidy, had a pool, sauna, steam room and TV in every changing room and Don decided maybe the day still held some promise. He had known since he was a kid he must be gay. He only fantasized about sex with men when he jacked off but he had never had sex with a guy. He had a chance to get laid in college, but he lost his erection before he could get it in her pussy.
The building did indeed look new and the only identification on it was 1542 in large brass numbers over the door. He went in, showed his ID, paid for a room and was given a key attached to a rubber band and a towel. The number on the key was 215. He walked through the door into a large room with a swimming pool, empty except for two men standing together in the shallow end. There was a large shower area, a steam room, a locker room and a snack bar with numerous vending machines and a TV showing a basketball game. He walked up the stairs and a black kid with his towel over his head like a hoodie and a very big very hard cock was coming down the stairs, his pecker making a circular movement as he descended. Don never saw his face, his eyes were glued to the boy's dick. Going down the hall to find his room he passed a couple of open doors. The first showed a guy apparently asleep. The second an overweight man with a little hardon watching something on the wall in front of him. The third had a man about his age stroking his cock and looking out of his door. By the time Don got to his room he had a woodie. He shucked his clothes and wrapped himself in his towel. His room had a shelf, a TV on the wall with a gay porn flick showing and a cot.
There was a TV on the wall in the hall and an older man stood watching it, stroking himself under his towel. At the end of the hall was a sauna, and a bathroom/shower room. He turned the corner and entered a large room with one wall almost filled with a screen showing apparently the same movie as the one in the hall. Facing the screen were four carpeted benches, one above the other. On the top one was an old man with a tent in his towel, obviously enjoying the movie. On the second bench were two middle aged men sitting on their towels and stroking each other as they watched the screen. They left in a few minutes and a guy looking maybe twenty came in and sat about six feet down the bench from Don who had unwrapped his towel and his hard cock was gently jiggling with each heartbeat. The new arrival was dividing his attention equally between the movie and Don's boner. Then he moved down to sit next to him. He picked up Don's hand and placed it on his stiffy, then reached over, began to fondle Don's balls and said, "What a lovely dick. Would you like me to play with it?" Don nodded and the new arrival said, "Name's Tom. Room 201.", and he got up and left the theater. Don, his heart pounding, followed him.
They sat side by side on Tom's cot and by this time Don's woody had a drop of precum oozing from his meatus. Tom bent down and licked it off."Yummy.", he said. "Boy, I've been waiting for the perfect cock for years."
Don: "I sure like yours too." Tom's organ was about seven inches long, curving upward, with thick veins on the shaft and an oversized head extending well beyond the width of the shaft."
"Yeah, but yours is a bottom's dream: I'm guessing nine inches, but narrow with a pointy head that would slide up my butt without hurting. Whattya say, will you pop my cherry?" Don had never had his cock in anything but his hand, but there was no hesitation to his answer.
"Love to, but I've never done it, so you'll have to talk me along."
"OMG, a virgin!" Tom rolled a condom on Don's achingly hard dick and lubed it up. Then he got on his knees on the edge of the cot and said, "OK, sock it to me big boy, but go slow. Oh but don't cum in me, I'm a horny faggot and I want to suck that thing too." Don positioned the tip of his cock against Tom's rosebud and gently increased the pressure until the head of his cock popped in. "Stop for a sec and let my asshole relax. OK, fuck me you savage." He said it with a vaudeville lisp and got Don to laughing. Don slowly pushed his cock in to the hilt and paused.
"How about it, can I dance around in there?" Don asked.
"Are you all the way in?" Tom asked.
"Balls to the wall and it's nice and warm and cozy in there."
Tom: "I was afraid it was going to hurt and it doesn't. I guess I did pick the right pecker. It just feels full and... I can't explain it, but it was worth waiting for. Don pulled all the way put until Tom's sphincter was latched around his coronal ring and then he began to slide in and out. Tom was purring. After a dozen strokes he pulled his dickhead all the way out and then began popping it in and out of Tom's rosebud. "Oh yeah, that feels awesome." Tom said.
"I'd better stop, I'm getting close to cumming." Don said, and he pulled out. Tom rolled over and rolled the rubber off of Don's dick. His entire glans was slippery with precum and Tom gently licked it clean. "Man, that felt good. Your sphincter was tight around my cock and it was like it was trying to milk the jizz out of me, and it damn near did. I'm OK now if you want to suck it."
"I don't know who got closer to cumming, but I almost got off with that lovely cock of yours up my ass. Let's do a nice slow mutual blowjob." They got into a 69 position and Tom started by gently rolling Don's swollen balls around. Don followed suit, and since he'd never had a cock in his mouth, decided he'd play "horse" and try to duplicate what was happening to his tool for Tom. But first, he had to lick off the precum dribbling down Tom's steel hard organ, and it was delicious. He'd tasted his own before, and maybe it was the excitement, but this was ever so much more tasty than his. Tom took as much of Don's cock in his mouth as he could and began to do a tongue massage to the underside of that big tool. Don followed suit. Don was in heaven; he now knew what he had been waiting for all his life. He couldn't separate his luscious sensations. Couldn't decide whether sucking a dick or having his sucked was superior, but the combination was almost overwhelming. Tom was going slowly. He knew they were both hotter than hell after the fucking and he wanted the sucking to last awhile. He made a tight O with his lips and began a slow up and down movement on Don's cock, all the time keeping his tongue wagging. Again Don did his best to do the same. Then Tom lifted his head, found the lube, greased his forefinger, slid it up Don's ass, took Don's dick back into his mouth and began to finger fuck him. Again, Don followed suit.
It couldn't have been more than a minute until Tom's asshole squeezed his finger and the first warm gush of cum bathed Don's tongue. Don reflexively began swallowing and that motion of his mouth milked every drop of semen from Tom's prostate. Tom had stopped pleasuring Don's cock when his orgasm was imminent and after he came back to earth he resumed his ministrations. But not before thanking Don for a terrific cum and asking him to announce his approaching climax. "I really get a kick out of watching a dick shoot. I never get tired of watching it, and no two are the same."
Tom started sucking again, but more urgently this time. A couple of minutes was all it took before Don said, "I'm getting there. I'm gonna cum pretty quick...." The urgency to a cum was palpable: his cock was getting increasingly sensitive and the full, tight, exquisite pressure in his groin was building rapidly. Tom stopped sucking and merely rubbed Don's glans with two fingers: thumb below, on the frenulum, and index on top. "Oh jeez, I'm close. So close..... I wanna cum so bad....." Then Don's cock jumped out from Tom's fingers. CRACK! Kzzzzzzap! The first pent up cumload raced down Don's urethra. "Ohhhhhh, O, O, O, o,o,o,Oh! Oh shit!" Don howled, as Tom watched, fascinated by the cock before him jerking and squirting white ropes of jizz onto Don's chest.
"So, given the choice, would you rather suck or be sucked" Tom asked.
"Thank God I can have it both ways, but I guess I'd rather have your dick in my mouth, knowing how good it feels for you. Hard to explain, but when I'm being sucked, with my eyes closed it could be with a mechanical masturbator, a woman or anything. But when I have a cock in my mouth, I know I'm pleasuring a man. And it makes me feel close. Does that make sense to you?" But I'll be back in town in a couple of weeks and we can define the question in greater depth."
Tom: "Good. I've been waiting for the perfect penis far too long and I want more of it!"
THE END