The Pink Elephant

This is a true life experience. For those of you who may be reading this for the second time, you will find this a slightly different version. I've included stuff that I purposely left out of the first writing, I just didn't want to put it to paper but since then I've thought, what the hell, why not tell the whole story. Your comments are welcome at Peterbilt1228@live.com

**038 - The Pink Elephant

The Pink Elephant

This is a story that I've shared with a select few guys who I thought would appreciate it, including my son, and who I thought would not think me a total pervert. I first wrote it as a narrative but it moved into more of a story form, with dialogue as best I remember it, so I might someday post it on Nifty.

I would like to say I'm not into cross dressers--and I'm not--but I had one very unusual and interesting experience (one might even say awesome) when I was in the Army in Germany. When I arrived at the kaserne (that's the barracks...Hitler's old SS barracks) in Frankfurt--I was nineteen years old--three of the "old" guys took me out on the town when I got my first overnight pass, as I later learned was the tradition.

We made the rounds to King Bar, the Fischerstuebe, Meir Gustal's beer hall and other bars, some of which would become my regular haunts. Some of you who served in Germany may recognize these places. The last stop we made was a place called the Pink Elephant. They saved it till last, they said, because it had the most gorgeous women in Frankfurt and they wanted my night to end with a bang. They were right about the women, and I thought, why the hell did we waste all that time going to beer halls. They said they would hang around for a little while till I got my bearings then they were going to leave me on my own.

The ladies were friendly and it wasn't long before I was trying to make out with this drop-dead, smokin' hot woman dressed in a top that revealed a quarter-circle of each of her beautiful tits, and a tight, very short skirt that showed off her long, beautiful legs. And high heels. I am a sucker for high heels, and fuck, she had the legs for them! Nice, long, smooth looking legs that just didn't stop. The guys finally said they were leaving. I tried to get them to stay but they said I seemed to be getting on so well, I didn't need them hanging around and they gave me money for beer and cab fare. I hated to see them go, but I hated more leaving the woman, so guess who got dropped. I told the guys goodbye, I would see them in the morning. One of the guys was the First Sergeant, he told me to make sure I got back in time for morning formation.

Shortly after they left, WE left, and took a cab to her place. We could've walked; it was close by, except she had on high heels. She invited me to come up to her small apartment, which didn't surprise me. I mean, I was expecting it; we had been rubbing legs all night. She lived on the second floor and watching her climb the stairs in the dimly lit staircase was a lesson in restraint. Damn, I wanted to get my hands on that ass, and those legs. I was getting hard just imagining them wrapped around me. Her place was actually one room with a sofa that folded out into a bed. It had a nice view of the busy street below. I walked over to the window to look out.

"I'll get you a beer, then we'll get you comfortable," she said in that throaty voice. With a bit of a flourish she handed me a beer--premium stuff --then she went around lighting candles.

I started to unbutton my shirt, to get comfortable.

She said, "Uh, Uh, honey, don't do that, that's my job."

OKAY, I thought.

When the candles were flickering all over the place--about a dozen of them--she turned off the lights except the small, dim bedside lamp, and then she started unbuttoning my shirt. We were standing right in front of the window, and when she had my shirt off, she gave my shoulders a firm squeeze, as if to tell me I should stay put. She went over to a large armoire to hang up my shirt, and the way she walked set my nuts to tingling. Godd, the way she rolled her hips! On the street, it would've been criminal. And those legs!! I could hardly wait to get between them, have them wrapped around me, fuck, have them wrapped around my head, because I was thinking eating pussy; my mouth was watering. I was so fuckin' horny, a nineteen year old kid who had never had a woman treat me like this. She came back toward me with that same earth moving walk and started undoing my belt.

"I've got nosey neighbors. I know they watch so I like to give them a show. You don't mind if I make them jealous," she said.

"I don't care," I said.

"But that's enough. I just like to make them jealous," she said, and led me away from the window. "Could you fold out the sofa bed?" she asked.

Okay, sure. Sex was in the air! No hassle! Not used to this.

I knelt down on one knee to find the latch and she was standing about two feet away, looking so damned sexy in those high heels and the short skirt, that I sort of lost concentration and just stared. She laughed, a real, sexy, throaty laugh, and asked me if I needed some help. She handed me my beer for another drink.

That brought my concentration back and I found the latch. I told her, "No, no, I can handle it."

She laughed again and said, "Oh, I'll bet you can."

Fuck, I wanted to crawl over there and hide my face up under her skirt! I unfolded the sofa into a bed.

"Ohh, I love your muscles," she cooed.

That embarrassed me but I liked it. I was in great shape from working out regularly and I was proud to show it off. She straightened up the bed and fluffed the pillows. My tongue was hanging out as I watched her bend over. Geeuzusss! She had legs that didn't quit!

She started taking the rest of my clothes off of me, and it was like she was practically worshipping my body. Everything she took off me, she licked and kissed the bare flesh she exposed. She licked and sucked my nipples--fuck, that drove me nuts--then she started licking my armpits. That was a first for me. I was on a wire between wanting to groan and wanting to laugh `cause it tickled, but it felt so hot and tingly I couldn't laugh. I was barely nineteen, and a body builder at the time, so, not bragging, I could understand the attraction to my muscles, but I'd never had anybody give me this kind of attention. I was a still a little wet behind the ears in this new world, just full of testosterone, and this was a couple more drinks and a few less clothes and I liked that she liked my body.

She licked and kissed my biceps, and that even felt good. And my shoulders and all the way down my stomach while she's undoing my pants. She was really was ga-ga over the way I was built and she was showing her appreciation. Her tongue felt like warm, wet, soft sandpaper.

She squatted down on her heels and I gaped down into her cleavage and the V'd display that the position offered up under her skirt. I swear, every move she made seemed to be calculated to turn me on, and in the back of my mind I was wondering why I wasn't being charged for this, but I had asked the guys if the girls in the bar were prostitutes, they assured me they were not, they just liked American GIs. I wondered how many other American GIs she'd brought up to her apartment. I had already slipped my shoes off and she pulled my pants off, and looking up at me with her eyelashes fluttering, she started licking and kissing my thighs as she did, way up in the crotch, nuzzling her face in at the side of my shorts. She stopped then to go over and hang my pants up with my shirt. Damn, just toss `em, I thought. But she was very meticulous.

She came back and turned me around to take my briefs off and the whole time she was slowly pulling them down she was licking and kissing my ass, way up in the crack. She had some trouble getting my shorts pulled down in front because by that time I was hard. I lent a hand and pulled my shorts out over my protruding cock. She pulled them down and I lifted one foot then the other so she could take them off of me, and she did toss those aside. She pressed her hand into the small of my back to bend me over as she licked up and down the crack of my ass, and I was thinking, Man, people just don't do this shit. I about shot off when she pulled my butt apart and started tonguing my asshole! I couldn't believe it when she stretched my asshole open and shoved her tongue p inside me. I was seeing stars. She was a master at sex torture. After a few minutes, she turned me around. My cock swung around and hit her in the face.

"My Lord!" As she reared back. "Damn, where did you have that hiding?" She put her hand around it....long, beautiful fingers and nails....

and moved it up and down the shaft a few times. Her fingers wouldn't have touched if it hadn't been for her long nails.

"Ohh, stud, I can't remember the last time I saw a cock this size."

I wondered again about those other GIs and I was proud that I stood out among them. She put her other hand around my cock and jacked me with both hands. Then she took the head in her mouth and started sucking me. There was that tongue again! Oh, Fuck! I was afraid I was gonna cum! But she had a knack--I don't know what it was--she could suck and keep me edged and she seemed to know the precise second that she needed to slack off. She moved one of her hands and took my cock deeper in her mouth, the head and some shaft buried in her throat. She used her mouth and her hand as a sheath for me to face fuck her. She liked it when I did that; she moaned. It was a deep, throaty moan that was so sexy.

After a few minutes of that she removed her other hand from my cock and took me all the way down! Buried her face in my hairs, her nose smashed against my lower abs and she was even licking my fuckin' balls! I couldn't believe it! I'm big, but she took me down to my balls! While I played with her tits. I reached right down inside her top and lifted them out. I've had my hands around some nice tits but these were different. They weren't big and bouncy; they were firmer, almost muscular. She had nice big nipples, and I couldn't wait to wrap my mouth around her tits and suck on her erasers. I didn't wait. I lifted one tit up and leaned down and started sucking it. It was awkward with her trying to suck my cock, and she let it go, making it not awkward for me to suck her other tit.

"You like those," she said.

"Fuck, yeah."

"Let's do this." She took her tits and scooped my cock up between them. Oh, fuck, I was in heaven. She let me fuck her tits standing up in front of her, and each time I thrust forward, she would lick and suck the head of my cock. I had to stop several times to keep from going off. She just smiled and kept her tits smashed around my cock.

After a few minutes of this wonderful torture she stood up and led me over to the bed and told me to lie back and enjoy, and then she started taking her clothes off. She was like a very talented stripper. Gorgeous body!! Flawless skin. I wanted to take her clothes off of her myself but when I leaned up and tried to she wouldn't let me; she said to lie back and enjoy the show.

So I laid back against the headboard and slowly pumped my cock and watched this gorgeous body being bared for my pleasure. She kept moving her hips in the sexiest way, mostly from the back, and she had an ass that wouldn't quit. Not broad and soft, not a trace of give or flab....her butt was nice and round and firm and when she moved you could see the smooth muscles working under the skirt.

I was hot as a firecracker, wanting to see what that ass felt like in my hands. I reached out for it a couple of times but she smacked my hands. When she was down to the bare essentials, namely a very brief thing that was supposed to pass for panties, and the high heels, she turned back around to face me, in a coy stance that sort of hid her crotch, like women tend to do, and she held her hand down there. I didn't notice anything else, just her beautiful tits giving me a jolt in my cock, and her gorgeous legs. Then she turned off the lamp so the only light was from the candles flickering on the other side of the room.

She slid in bed wearing this little black thing; something like a thong in back but more to it than a thong, and snuggled over to me backwards. When I moved over against her she said she loved it from the back, and she took my cock and guided me so I didn't really touch her except to have my hands on her butt, and later on her very firm tits and a little ways down her stomach. Her skin was sort of satiny and supple, stretched tight over smooth, tight muscles. I thought, she had to be working out. But I couldn't resist and suddenly I'm all over her, trying to pull her over onto her back but she kept acting coy and playful and wrestled away from me. I finally managed to get her into a position where she still had her butt to me but was twisted around so I could suck her tits at the same time and my cock was raging against her butt and she begged me to take it easy because I was so big.

Fine, take it at your own pace, I've got all night, I thought, but Damn, let's fuck! She insisted that she liked it best from behind, doggy style, and it was one of my favorite positions too. She took hold of my cock to guide me while I hung onto her tits. She cocked her butt back a little more and I felt her heat then the slickness. I nudged against it and she groaned to let me know it was okay, and I slid into the warmest, most snug honey pot I'd ever had and she was so fuckin' alive in there. I mean she had muscles in there that squeezed and milked my grateful cock and damn near jacked me off.

She felt tight, but I slid in fairly easy....damn, it was snug, and she let out a loud moan....whimpered about my size....but then she took over right away and started fucking me. She was doing all the work and this horny nineteen year old was going nuts, she was thrusting back against me, fucking my cock and moaning and carrying on how big it was and how wonderful it felt filling her up. I shoved my arm under her and wrapped both arms around her to get both of my hands full of her tits. After a bit she let me maneuver her into the doggy position where I could have more leverage, and I was up on my haunches, plowing her, with a solid grip on her tits for leverage, and she was going nuts. I was fucking her hard. Then I laid down over her, humping style, and moved my right hand down her very tight stomach--fuck, this woman had abs!--heading for her pussy. I love working a woman's clit when I fuck her....and you KNOW by now where this is going.....Shit, instead of a pussy with a clit, I found this huge cock!!!!

I have never been so shocked, then or since. I was stunned out of my skull. I muttered, "Oh, Fuck!" as I literally froze in mid-thrust. She did too, sort of, like she was afraid I might get mad or something. But I thawed out pretty quick; by that time it didn't matter a fuck that I had my cock buried in a guy's ass instead of a pussy!! Hell, I was already fucking her--him--and it felt better than any real pussy I'd ever fucked, and I'd had my share of pussy.

She was still squeezing the inside of her ass around my cock and moaning softly and my cock was still hard and demanding and I was still just as full of cum and testosterone and my cock didn't give a damn what hole it was in.

I quickly recovered from my shock, thought what the hell, and went right back to fucking her, figuring I would sort it all out later. I laughingly thought if I'd pulled out, my cock would have turned on me and beat me to death. It was at that moment that it hit me that I hadn't used a condom. Well, it was too late, and she sure as hell wasn't going to get pregnant, there was nothing unpleasant about it, so I kept on fucking her. I was on my haunches, riding her, fucking straight in, and she was thrashing her ass around and whimpering and squealing and clawing at the sheets. I say she, because at this point I don't think my brain has completely processed or accepted that "she's a he" and my cock still didn't care. I was so hot I could hardly get my breath; I didn't know whether it was from the fucking, or the fact that I was fucking a guy that had me so excited. And she was really fucking me back with total abandon now that she knew I was okay with it.

I really don't know how long I fucked her. It seemed like an hour, maybe it was--I am very long-winded--I know it was a long, wild fuck. My thighs were screaming for mercy but I liked the position and I ignored the rising aching pain. I was glad for all the squats. I was going at it so hard that my stomach muscles started to ache, then my butt muscles hurt. We had a saying that pain is fear leaving the body. This wasn't that kind of pain. It was part of the sex, and it was almost awesome. But then my legs started trembling like they were going to give out, but I didn't wanta stop and change positions....it was just too damned good and I didn't want to interrupt it. So I just fucked....I fucked right into a brain-rattling climax. I mean that. When I went off, it was so intense I thought I could feel my brains rattling. I was definitely seeing stars. I blew a load that felt like everything was being sucked out of me and deposited deep inside her ass. I didn't know where it was all coming from....it just kept coming. I'd never cum so hard in my life, or, it felt like, so much. It was so intense my asshole started to hurt, and there was an ache deep inside my ass....I think that was my prostate being overworked, I could feel it palpitating in there. Fuck, even it was sore.

It was the most incredible sex I'd ever had up to that point in my life, and I had a lot of experience under my belt for a teenager. But it wasn't a fuck, dump and leave thing either.

I was beat. She eased down onto her stomach and I lay on top of her, trying to get my head wrapped around what'd just happened; the reality of it. I let it soak in that I'd just fucked a guy in the ass! But it didn't feel like it, except that it was one incredible, educated pussy. I rolled off of her and we lay quiet for a long moment. My mind was boggled. I kept going over it in my head--fucked a guy, fucked a guy--she slowly moved onto her back and there was his cock lying up over his tight stomach, a big cock....but there were those gorgeous tits. I reached out and squeezed them, I guess to make sure they were real, and I wasn't imagining things. They were real. Then, fuck, I reached down and took hold of his cock, like I needed to make sure that was real. That was very real, too. Then back up to her tits. Yeah, like that, I was thinking his cock, her tits. It was freaky.

"Which do you like best, my cock or my tits?" he/she asked with a soft chuckle.

"Fuck, I don't know....I think your ass. But those are damned fine tits," I told her as I squeezed them again.

He said he had always had "bitch tits" and he took shots to develop them into real boobs but his workouts kept them firm and muscular. I asked him if he'd ever had a guy go ballistic on him when he discovered he wasn't a real she, he said yeah, a couple of times, but he always picked up guys that were worth that risk. He told me why he was so "shy" and discreet and coy about not letting me undress him or see him naked, and the way he slipped into bed with his back to me; he said once a guy gets his cock in him and then they discover he's not a real woman, they don't care. Most guys are just not going to pull out of a hot, tight hole. I asked him if he ever had the same guys come back. He laughed and said LOTS of guys come back. I think the reason I asked that, honestly, was because if other guys came back, then it would be more okay if I did. Yeah, I was thinking that.

After we got "better acquainted" and her little secret was out, we were more comfortable with each other and I fucked her again, on her back. Well, him on his back. It was so fuckin' weird, and so hot. I'm fucking an asshole that's better than any pussy I ever shoved my cock into but I'm looking at this gorgeous face and perfect tits and flawless skin, and she had those great long, muscular legs wrapped around me, humping me for all it was worth.....but there was still that big cock down there, and a pair of balls, instead of a pussy and a clit. It wasn't easy to forget about that even when I was sucking on her tits and nibbling her taut nipples. I also loved eating pussy, and licking and nibbling on a woman's clit, and I gotta say, the thought crossed my mind to bury my face down there under those balls and see what might be different.

(I didn't, though. Just couldn't bring myself to do it. I busied myself with her tits. Fuck, she had nice big nipples. Okay, that's what I wrote in the original account of this event. It's not exactly true. Well, it's not true at all. So I'm going to correct it and tell the truth).

I was still sort of reeling from the surprise, that this guy had pulled this off, and while I was fucking him I ran my hand over his face. He laughed. He was smoothly shaved, but I could feel a very light roughness.

"If you'd done that before, you might've guessed," he said.

Then I ran my hands up and down his thighs. His muscles were hard and smooth as silk.

"I use hair remover on my legs," he said.

(I ended up fucking her once and him twice more--I still think of him as a her--and he sucked me off twice in between fucks. Like I said, I am big, but he took me right down to my balls--an incredible sight, the way he did it--and it ranked up there with the best blow jobs I'd ever had. And at the end, I did play with his cock and balls, and jacked him off to get him off while I was fucking him and dumping my last load in his ass. That's also what I wrote in the original account of this event. That's not quite how it happened either, and I will come clean now).

I did play with his cock and balls while I was fucking him that last time but I didn't dump my load in him just yet. Funny thing was, I kept feeling under his balls, where my own cock was sliding in and out of him, like I was still trying to find it a clit, or convince myself it was a pussy I was fucking. As I was fucking him, I was still thinking pussy, and wondering....and I let my curiosity get the best of me. You have to understand, it was such a heady experience I wasn't thinking straight. And that no doubt sounds like I'm making excuses or trying to justify what I was about to do. Whatever you want to think........

I slowed down to catch up with my thought process, and eased my cock out of her, muttering, "I gotta try something." I held her legs out high and wide and hunkered down between till I was face to face with what I'd been fucking....asshole or pussy, it was all the same at that moment in time. I took a breath--sucked it up, so to speak--and buried my face in his ass with my tongue searching eagerly for a clit, knowing full well there was none and I settled for his asshole.

She screeched, "Ohh, Honey, nobody's ever done that before."

I was so boned up I didn't care about that. The whole thing had me sex crazed or something. I was hungry for pussy and this was just about as good. His asshole was shaved, and nice and loose and wide open from my cock and I was able to get my tongue way up inside him. I loved it. It was hard to admit that later when I looked at myself in the mirror. I ate him out while he held his balls up out of the way. He let go of them once and I found myself licking and munching on them....and his cock loomed over me. I say I was in my straight mode when I was in the Army, but I was eaten up with lust for my best buddy and roommate and I think the only thing that kept me "straight" was I didn't have the guts to try anything with him. I thought of all the times with my best friend in grade school, and the other boys in school, and my brothers and my uncle. I never thought any of that made me gay and I didn't think this did either. I was acting on pure insatiable lust, nothing more. I had sucked a lot of cock as a boy, and this guy's big, long, thick cock was right there, throbbing and begging..... luring me in. I thought, okay, just this one time, to see what it was like again. Nobody would know. I took hold of his cock and pulled it straight up as I rose up. I looked at it, swelled out in my hand. It was a good looking cock. It went strangely well with the gorgeous tits. Without much thought I bent down and took it in my mouth and started sucking him. I kept thinking, I don't believe I'm doing this! But I was, and it brought back memories, and I liked it. Just this one time. I wouldn't like it after this one time.

I really didn't know why I sucked him, or why I ate his ass, and suddenly I stopped. I held his big cock in my fist, squeezed it and leaned down to give it a couple of slurps with my tongue then I let go of it and moved up to shove my cock back in his ass. Hard. Like I was mad and this was all his fault for tricking me, and wanted to hurt him.

I muttered I was sorry, and I was, but I still shoved in hard and started fucking him almost brutally, like I wanted to punish him for making me do these crazy things. None of my fucked up thoughts were his fault. As I fucked him and sucked on the tits, he became she again in my mind. I fucked her for quite a while longer. I blew what felt like a huge load. I don't know, I shot it in her ass/pussy, but it felt like a lot.

I felt a little weird afterwards, not to mention sore in all the good places, but she/he was so nice that in the end I just didn't give a damn that he had tricked me. It was such a new and exciting experience for me....I was with her the entire night....okay, it's easier to refer to her as a her because she was such a gorgeous creature, and I had after all, eaten "her pussy." I left her place just in time to make it back for six o'clock formation.

Of course, the guys were laughing their asses off the next morning. Everybody in the company knew about it and it was about impossible to hold formation. The first sergeant burst out laughing himself, and finally said, "fuck it, company dismissed."

Word of my initiation had spread and after formation, guys followed me up to my room, wanting to know how my night went, especially since I had gotten back just under the wire. But nobody was mentioning that she was a he. I looked at them straight faced and said she was great; I spent the whole night with her in her apartment. They weren't sure whether to believe that I'd actually had sex with the guy, or if the woman they'd seen me with really was a woman, and I left them guessing.

I am reluctant to admit this, but I have already admitted too much of the truth....so guess what....I went back for more. Very discreetly, of course. It was okay for guys to take new guys to the Pink Elephant as an initiation (I was later in on taking several new guys there myself), but if the Army found out I was making a habit of it, routinely having sex with a guy, my ass would've been in a sling. So when I went back I was careful to park well away from the place, in close by another bar. Later, that second night, I got her/his phone number. After that I called to make a date at her apartment and bypass the Pink Elephant altogether. And despite the impressive plumbing, I always thought of him as a her, and I still do when I remember.

Afterthoughts:

I've said that I was in my straight mode when I was in Germany and the above does not change that in my mind. Neither do these two incidents.

A Thank-You Blowjob

(Sex in the Shadows)

I gave a German guy a lift home from a bar one night. I had seen him there a couple of times before and when the bar closed and we were leaving and I noticed him walking I pulled over and asked him if he wanted a lift. As he was giving directions I had to swerve sharply to avoid another vehicle and it threw him over against me. In recovering he laid his hand on my thigh to push himself up. I noticed with interest that he left it there. I decided I didn't mind and when I didn't react he started squeezing my thigh.

"Damn, you're solid," he said. "You must work out."

"Yes." With his hand so close I thought he would grope me but he didn't. Instead he moved his hand up to my stomach and started feeling my abs through my shirt. I didn't mind that either. I liked having my body admired but it was usually visual.

He moved his hand up further and squeezed my chest muscles. He muttered "Wow" and felt my bicep. I flexed it for him as I steered.

He moved his hand back down and tugged my t-shirt out of my pants then ran his hand up under my shirt, feeling my bare muscles.

He said, "Fuck, I'd like to see this" and started to pull my shirt up but I stopped him.

"I don't think that's a good idea while I'm driving," I told him.

"Okay, we're almost to my place."

I pictured us going to his apartment but as he directed me into the parking lot of the apartment building, he told me to park far out, under the trees where we were mostly hidden in the darkness. When we were well hidden he went to work on me, kissing my stomach and farther up to kiss and nibble on my tits while he pushed my shirt up over my head. He gradually worked it off and tossed it in the back seat. He had a tongue like fine sand paper that left a trail of eddies leading down to my belt. He had that undone in no time and my fly open. I lifted my butt up so he could pull my pants down then he buried his face in my shorts. My cock was roaring hard by this time and he mouthed it through my shorts. After a while he tugged on them and I lifted up again so he could pull them down. Then he really went to town on me. He was no novice; he gobbled my cock like a hungry wolf, taking me all the way down, choking but not raising up. I put my hands on his head and began humping my butt up out of the seat to fuck his throat. He choked and gagged but he never game in.

"Holy shit, you're big," he gasped when he rose up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You took it very well," I said.

"Had to. A cock like this deserves the best." Then he went back down on me.

He twisted around like a pretzel, licking under my balls, like he was trying to get at my butt. He was breathing hard, like he was desperate.

"Listen," he said, "can you get on your hands and knees?"

It was awkward with my pants and shorts down below my knees but he got down on his knees on the floorboard and I managed to get on my hands and knees. The he attacked my ass. He was hungry for it. So was I, now. I had to keep biting my forearm to keep from crying out. I couldn't believe how loose my asshole felt and how deep he was able to get his tongue inside me. He was actually fucking me with his tongue.

Reality set in and I was faced with the inevitable, that I would soon cum and I was on my hands and knees in the seat of my car. It would be a total mess that I wouldn't be able to clean up enough to sit and drive back. I reached back to pause him.

"I can't cum like this; my seat will be a mess."

"Tell me when you're close; I'll duck under and take your load."

Okay, problem solved; I sank back into the pleasure of what he was doing to me, and even shoving my butt back in his face and thrashing it around. It was good and I got carried away and lost my bearings. Almost before I knew it, I was about to cum!

I gasped and whimpered the message that I was close but he didn't seem to hear me.

"I'm gonna cum!" I blurred out in desperation as I took a vise grip hold on my cock to try stave it off. I could feel it swirling through the seminal veins deep in my body and I cried out again. This time he heard me.

He quickly slithered up on the seat and up under me to grab my cock and take it in his mouth. Just in time. I started emptying my balls. It was a gusher. He choked but fought valiantly to keep his lip lock around my cock so he didn't lose any of the precious nectar. I felt him swallowing as he whimpered frantically. It was the most intense cum I'd ever had; I was seeing stars. In the end I plowed his throat so hard that I'd slid off my knees and was bearing down with my loins smashed hard against his face. I finally realized he couldn't breathe and I rose up.

My cock pulled out of his throat, then his mouth, feeling like it was two feet long. He gasped for air and I knew he had swallowed my load; all of it. It was awkward getting back to a seated position.

"Holy Shit, I never had anything like that in my life," he gasped.

"Me either," I said as I struggled to get my shorts and pants pulled up.

"I would like to do this again," he said.

"Maybe we'll meet up again," I said.

"Seriously; I would make I worth your while," he said.

"More worth my while than this? How?" I asked.

"I'd like for you to fuck me."

Okay, he had my attention. "Give me your phone number," I said. "But now here," I added.

"I know a place. Have you ever had sex in the tall grass?" he asked.

"Sort of; in clover and alfalfa," I said.

The End

PFC Suck

I had checked out a Jeep and was returning it to the motor pool. A young, cute PFC came out of the office with his clipboard. I say young; he was close to my age but being a sergeant over his PFC stripes, I considered him younger.

"Where's your sergeant?" I asked, of the older man who had checked the Jeep out to me. I climbed out of the Jeep.

"He went over to the coffee shop," he said as he leaned over the driver's seat to get the mileage. "Any problems with the vehicle?" he asked.

"None. You guys keep all the vehicles in good shape."

"We try to please," he said. "Anything else I can do for you?" he asked with a quick grin, and his eyes seem to be dancing. I caught his quick glance down at the front of my pants. Can't help the bulge there and I get that look a lot, even from straight guys. I didn't think the PFC was straight; his glance lasted too long.

"I don't know, how long will your sergeant be gone?" I asked.

"Hell, probably most of the morning."

"So....what're you offering?" I quipped. "In the way of doing something for me," I added.

He didn't say a word. Rather, tossed his clipboard aside and walked out and pulled the heavy doors closed then came back and climbed up in a duce-and-a-half truck. He slid over in the seat, leaving the driver's side door open. For me, I assumed, and I climbed in with him. I pulled the door shut and leaned back against it and he reached for my belt.

"Been noticing this every time you come to check out a vehicle; the way your pants bulge," he said.

"I get that a lot," I said.

"Do you get this a lot?" he asked as he unbuttoned my fly.

"Not as often as I'd like," I said.

"No shortage of it here," he said as he tugged on my shorts and pants. I lifted my butt up off the seat and he pulled them down to my knees. "Geezuss! I've wondered and imagined what you've got stuffed in your pants but I never imagined anything like this." He took hold of my thick cock, kneading it with his fingers, causing it to wake up and come alive.

"How big is this thing gonna get?" he asked.

"Keep doing that, you'll find out in a minute," I told him.

He kept squeezing and pulling on my cock, watching it swell in his hand till he looked up at me and said, "I don't know if I can handle it; I'd better take it while it's still soft." With that, he bent down and took my cock in his mouth. He didn't just take it; he sucked hard, pulling it into his mouth and into his throat. He swallowed me to the hairs. I laid a hand on his head and stroked the side of his neck with my other hand.

He didn't cut himself any slack. He kept swallowing, milking my cock with his throat muscles as it got harder and bigger and snaked deeper into his throat. At the same time he was licking my balls. I kept my ears open and an eye out for the sergeant to return.

It got hot and heavy in no time. I maneuvered down on the floorboard on his knees and laid my legs on his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and used them for leverage to force himself all the way down on my cock, repeatedly, up and down, choking and gagging all the while. I set my boots on the dashboard and locked my thighs tightly against his head and humped his face furiously. The rough action was bringing up an abundance of spit that ran down my cock and balls and into the crack of my ass. At one point I pushed his head lower and forced his face in my ass. He went a little wild for a moment of two but then reared up.

"I want your cock. I don't want to miss your load," he said.

So I let him get back on my cock; I didn't want him to miss it either. But we both misjudged the crucial moment. He rose up from my cock to take a breath and wipe his mouth and chin at the precise moment I started cumming. I tried to get him back on my cock but the first load shot up like a rocket and splattered against the roof of the cab. In the panic he grabbed my cock to pull it towards him but before he captured it with his mouth I shot two more loads that sailed past his head and hit the windshield. He got the last of in his mouth, for which he was very grateful, judging from his whimpers of pleasure as he sucked it out of me. I let my butt back down in the seat, breathing hard, while the PFC kept sucking and slurping my cum around my cock. When he was satisfied that I was finished and he had it all he started gulping it down.

"Godd!" he gasped as he lifted his head. "You must've been saving it up for a week!" I didn't tell him it was barely two days' worth. "Fuck, I got to get this mess cleaned up before my sergeant comes back," as he rose up from the floorboard, letting my legs fall to his sides. He climbed out of the passenger side and rushed off while I adjusted my clothes. He came back just as I was climbing down out of the truck, toting a bucket and cleaning supplies. Maybe I should've stayed and helped him but I didn't. This might be a learning experience for him; the boy had to learn how to handle a load of cum.

As I was leaving he said, "Hey, thanks, and I hope we can do this again sometime."

"I'd be up for it," I said.

"Not here, though. How about a hotel room?"

"That'd be great. Question, though. Do you fuck?"

"Uhhh....I never have but I would be up for trying it."

"I'll see you then, next time I need a vehicle."

The End