TUESDAY DELIGHT
by MANFUN
It was one of those perfect Southern California mornings. If I could have found someone to buy it for mew I would have given him anything he wanted. I felt like Curley but there wasn't any corn fields around and the nearest cow was who knows were. I tackled those domestic chores which seem always to be there. The morning flew by and things seemed to just get done with little or no effort.
It was early afternoon and after doing all those nasty chores I deserved a treat. I went to Griff's for some R & R. When I walked in I was blind and walked straight into the bar rail. Nice first impression even thought I couldn't see who was there. When my eyes adjusted I looked around, sitting against the wall was this hunk. One look and it was lust, love, wedding dress, white fence and two and a half dos. The more I looked at him sitting there all along the more I had to say hello. Even if he rejected me - who cared. He was just too good looking to past up. If the only thing I got out of it was a jack off fantasy it would be well worth it. I walked over to where he was sitting against the wall and said "Hi, my name is John." Great beginning !!!! He spoke back. His name was Ken. First base, maybe. I stood there trying to think of something clever to say, but my mind was blank. That is when Ken started asking questions, you know those small type of questions.
Within a minute I was sitting beside a 6'4', 175# hunk, with brown hair, deep set hazel eyes. His lips were kissable, very full. His high check bones only added to his good looks. As I took inventory his chest stood out against his knit shirt it had to be at least a 40-42 with his nipples shoving out of the material. His waist was at least 10 inches smaller than his chest. But the piece de resistance was down his left pants leg. I am no judge of inches, but it was big. We talked for awhile when he asked if I wanted to go out on the patio - I would have gone to the moon if he asked - without a rocket, yet. Since it was early in the afternoon we were alone on the patio. I couldn't help myself I just had to touch him. I put my hand on his leg as we were sitting there in the sun. I could feel him flex his leg. By this time I was ready to cream my jeans, the closeness to this hunk was more than a body should have to take. I left my hand on his leg, slowly inching it up. Ken stopped me and took my hand and put it into his crouch. He was hard as a rock -- I almost came then and there. My head was spinning at this point with lust. I reached over and unbuttoned his 501's -- out popped at least 10" of man meat. It didn't take me long for me to wrap my lips around it. It tasted his pre-cum, what a sweet taste.I would have done him there and then but Ken stopped me. @#%^$#&*+%$#@. We were in Griff's and playing was one thing but what we had started needed to be taken home. I really didn't want to stop but Ken was right. We left Griff's and headed to my place. This kid sitting next to me made my heart go into arrest mode. I couldn't believe this 23 year old hunk of manhood was going to be in my bed in the next ten minutes. We made it home much to my amazement, without my wreaking the car. I stripped Ken -- just looking at him. I would have been satisfied just to stand there and drink in his being. Ken wouldn't let me just stand there, he attached my cock, like a calf after his mother's milk. This kid knew how to suck. I got in to a 69 position and when down on him, which was no easy task, stuffing his 10" down my throat was hard work, but I made it. Within 10 minutes we were both blasting off in each others throats.
When things calmed down I started to kissing Ken, I could taste my cum with each kiss, his cock was still hard. I turned him over I had to get at that ass. For some reason, the bondage straps where still attached to the bed, I bound his arms and legs, I was lucky he really like it, because besides being an account exec for an agency, he also taught karate part-time, just to stay in shape. Ken had also done some profession modeling for national magazines.
Brains and a body, too. His ass was white against the deep tan he had. I started to spank it lightly, the feeling of flesh against flesh was great. Ken moaned and told me to hit him harder, if that is what he wanted that is what he was going to get. I stated to really give it to him, his ass came up to meet my hand, the harder I hit him the more he seemed to want, by now the white had turned to a bright red. I kissed each check, then buried my face in his crack. I inhaled deeply, filling my senses with his musky, manly fragrance. I licked up and down his crack, finally stopping at his puckered hole. I buried my tongue as far as I could in his ass. Ken was going wild pushing back to get more of my tongue up his ass and pulling against his bondage. This was just to good to be true, this hunk of a man, bound to my bed to use as I wanted. I just had to have that ass, I put on a rubber and stroved my cock home. His hot hole was heaven. I pounded away, slapping his cheeks between thrusts. I could take much of this and soon was blasted my second load up his ass. Ken moaned at the same time and dumped a load all over the bed under him, each time he shot, his ass milked my cock.
I have seen Ken quite a few times since that first Tuesday and each time it gets better and better............