Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2001 17:06:08 +0000
From: jay taylor <jaytaylor69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blown Away, by Dan

Way to out me on the WWW!  Kidding, anyone who reads that already knows
which way I swing (both!).

Your story was mostly right but the first chapter didn't tell the whole
story of how we did it in my car, so here is my version.  It isn't easy
reading what someone else writes about you but I should have told you all
this when we were kids but I was too scared.  I hope you get as big a hard
on as I got when I read what you wrote about me.

I think you are way too humble and you are more of a man than you know and
a lot of people feel that way.  Here's to you!

BLOWN AWAY, BY DAN

Jay was the kind of kid everyone respected.  Not everyone liked him, but
the ones who didn't like him didn't really know him.  We grew up together
in the same neighborhood and I always admired him.

He was a little guy, about five and a half feet tall.  Even before he was a
teenager he was physically impressive.  He never worked out in a gym but
was he in great shape!  Every year in the fall his dad would have a couple
of truckloads of wood dumped in the driveway and Jay would split the logs
and stack them in the basement for the winter.  At first it took him nearly
a month and a half to do it all, but by the time he was 18 he would have it
all done in a weekend.  He was quite a sight standing shirtless in the
driveway swinging an axe in the cold autumn air.  His chest and arms and
abdominals were solid, hell, his whole body was awesome, probably because
he also shoveled his driveway while the rest of us used snowblowers, used
an old fashioned push lawn mower while the rest of us had gas mowers and
raked the leaves from three oak trees by himself.  Then he would get on his
bike and go and do it all again for his grandparents across town.  I never
heard him complain about his raw hands after chopping the wood or his
aching back and he never seemed tired.  He was so full of energy all the
time.  He didn't smoke or drink or do any kind of drugs, not even aspirin.

He went for a long run every morning and during the day he never walked
either.  He ran between classes, jogged to school, even ran while he
delivered papers to the houses on his route.  He never had time to join a
team at school and barely had time for his first love, music.  I know the
volleyball coach begged him every year to be on the team, Jay was probably
one of the top three volleyball players in the school, but Jay always said
he'd rather leave the spot open for someone who really wanted to be there
rather than was just good at the sport but didn't want to be there.  That's
the kind of guy he was, he never wanted to get something for himself at the
expense of anyone else.

By the time we were in high school I was so in awe of this guy that I was
afraid to speak to him.  I knew he would never be rude to me but I always
felt shy when he was around.

I saw him stand up for the little guy so many times that I think Jay forgot
he was a little guy himself.  Once he stood in the doorway of the cafeteria
when a bunch of seniors came to haze the freshman class and he told them
they would have to get past him first.  He was only a sophomore at the
time, but no one dared try it and they gave up.  I am ashamed I let him
stand there alone but I he didn't need anyone's help anyway.

I first started to think about Jay in a different way when I heard him in
the locker room with Eugene in our junior year.  Eugene was just a small
kid who hadn't even hit puberty yet and he had just got cut from the junior
football team during tryouts.  He was crying and Jay was there with him.  I
heard Eugene tell Jay that he was going to work out and get tall and big,
and his little hairless cock was going to be "this long" and next year he
would make the team and no one would laugh at him anymore.  Jay told him
that he knew he could do all of that and when he made the team Jay promised
him he would be there to cheer him on at every game.

The next year Eugene grew and worked out daily, Jay even went for runs with
him and when fall came he was well over six feet tall and all muscle.  And
his little boy cock was now hanging half way down to his knees and all Jay
said was "I knew that if anyone could do it you could do it."  Eugene made
the team and got the nickname "Huge" after his first practice when the guys
were all showering together and Eugene came into the shower room naked.
Huge body, huge cock, way bigger than mine so I was second biggest.  Jay
made it to every game afterwards and even got the band to come and march
during half time.  Huge and I have talked about it and I know for a fact
that Huge loved Jay so much he was his personal bodyguard for the rest of
high school and Jay didn't even know it.

At the homecoming game one year Jay organized a "Jungle Boogie" pep rally
and came out with the band playing two big bass drums strapped side by side
over his thick neck wearing only a loin cloth.  It took two guys to lift
them up and put them around his neck and to help him take them off after,
but he carried them himself and made it look like they only weighed a pound
because he never stopped smiling that perfect smile.  People still talk
about how he looked and I know everyone was blown away by how muscular the
little dude was, there is a full page picture in our yearbook called
"Little Tarzan" and the funny thing is that Jay didn't even know that
anyone noticed.

I noticed.

OK, so one night when we were 16 I was with my girlfriend and she started
talking about how one of the guys on the football team really hated Jay and
how he was going to get him.  I guess he was mad because the football coach
called Jay in front of the whole gym class and apologized to him for
calling him a "little fag" in his junior year and told him that compared to
him most of the guys on the football team were the fags.  Jay was
embarrassed and tried to argue but Mr. Preston just shook his hand and said
he was more proud of him than any of the other guys.

So this guy Terry (he died in a motorcycle accident in our senior year) had
plotted with his girlfriend Beth Paxton (fake name, so is Terry's but Jay
knows who I mean) that she would get Jay over to her house to help her with
Shakespeare and then get him all horny and naked and just when he started
to fuck her this idiot would burst in and beat the shit out of Jay for
trying to rape his girlfriend.  I told the bitch I was dating to fuck off
forever and I jumped in my car to get over to Beth's house to stop it from
happening.  When I got there I saw Beth's dad get out of his car and go in
to the house, and Beth's boyfriend take off from behind the house and run
to his motorcycle down the street.  I just waited in my car in case Jay
needed help.

Then Beth and Jay came out of the house and walked to the corner and
started necking and making out.  I saw Terry come up the street on his bike
and I got out of my car and stopped him.  Anyway, I'm bigger and stronger
and I told him I would break his fucking neck if anything happened to Jay
and that since they started it Jay should get to finish it with Beth as far
as he could get without interruption.  Terry saw I was right and he was
dead if he didn't let it happen.

Anyway Jay and Beth finished up and he started walking home I guess because
he was way down the street the next time I circled the block so I stopped
the car and asked him if he wanted a ride.  I could see his crotch was
still huge and I was impressed with how big the little guy could get.  The
thing about Jay was that he only looked small with clothes on and I guess
that was true in the crotch too.  If you never saw him without a shirt on
you would never guess what he was packing under there.  I saw him without
pants on in the showers and he was packing a good unit in there too.  OK,
I'll describe it.

His cock was not long but it was thick.  It was perfect and even the
circumcision scar was perfect.  He had a thick patch of pubic hair and a
good set of balls that swung low when he walked.  Standing still the whole
package laid on top of his muscular thighs and in pants that made it stand
out almost like he always had half a hardon in there.  I can admit now that
I could never take my eyes off his crotch when he'd come into a classroom
and I was already sitting down and I was always afraid Jay or someone would
catch me staring.  I used to make excuses to take longer in the shower if I
knew Jay was on his way or I would get there faster if I saw him go in the
change room.

His whole body was all perfect muscle and even though I worked out all the
time mine didn't look so compact and tight.  His ass was tight and muscular
and looked just as good naked as it did it his uniform pants.  I had to
think about baseball so I wouldn't pop a boner in the shower and I used to
jerk off and think about doing it to Jay even when I had a girlfriend and
was getting laid regularly.  I would sometimes taste my own cum off my hand
and pretend it was Jay's.

So he got in my car and we drove a bit and I tried to make small talk and
said something about his hard on and I reached over and grabbed his crotch
like the guys on the team always do.  I didn't know what to do when I
discovered he was still sporting a woody because I thought it would be gone
by now so I squeezed it and said something stupid.  And then he said he had
his hand down Beth's pants and I grabbed his hand and smelled it and said I
could smell her.  It could have been any of the sluts for all I know.  Then
Jay reached over and squeezed my cock and it got rock hard and he kept his
hand there while I drove.  I thought cool he wants me too so I drove into
the country out of the city and pulled over.

Jay still had his hand on my crotch but I saw him look nervous for the
first time ever and I told him to wait a minute and I pulled my pants and
jockeys down.  I had done a circle jerk with the guys once on a road trip
so I figured this was all good.

Jay stroked me and stroked me and stroked me and I watched his hand go up
and down my long cock and I saw my bag pull up when he would go up.  There
was precum everywhere because I leak a lot and it was getting on his hand
and so now there was extra lubricant and it felt great.  Jay started to
change the pace and he was sqeezing then going quick then just doing the
top inch under my head up and down real quickly.  I thought I was going to
shoot in a second then he went down to the bottom of my cock and started
feeling my balls.  When his hand got tired he switched and I could see his
biceps flexing under his shirt and his beautiful eyes just staring at my
cock and he was so handsome and I couldn't beleive it.  I didn't even know
he was into this stuff and he gave good hand.

Then I started to cum everywhere into my t-shirt and I was glad I had taken
it off for a rag already.  Jay just kept stroking the extra cum out of me
and it was awesome and I just wanted to do it again with him and every
night after that too.

So it was his turn and I realized he was still dressed so I started to take
his pants off after I took his seat belt off and reclined his seat so he
could lay back and enjoy a good hand job like I just did.  But when I
looked down at his perfect cock something came over me.  His woody was
perfect and straight and dry and man was it thick, like him.  I don't know
what came over me but I wanted to suck him dry so I just did.

I am so glad that the first cock I ever had in my mouth was Jay's because
he was the coolest guy I ever knew and I had been in love with him since
grade school.  The little prince could have told me to do anything for him
and I would have so I sucked him off just to prove it.

His cock tasted so good and it fit in my mouth perfectly and I was glad I
had my braces taken off that summer.  I went up and down on it and it felt
so good and I knew that I wanted to do this a lot.  When his cock would get
to the end of my mouth I would try and go a little deeper each time.  I
remember thinking it was like his cock was made for my mouth.  I didn't
even mind the smell of sweat on his bag but I wanted to try it again with
him after a shower next time.  I played with his balls and pretty soon he
was starting to make noises and move his hips up and down.  He was gasping
and at first I thought he was choking, then he was tapping my head trying
to tell me to stop it because he was going to cum and I just thought fuck
you I'm not stopping until you shoot right into my mouth and then he did.
His cum tasted sweet and so much better than mine and I remember thinking
that I should stop drinking coffee and start drinking lots of water like
Jay does because I could taste he was 100% healthy just by his sweet cum.

It was hot and forceful and I was swallowing like a son of a bitch to keep
up but I did and I wouldn't let his cock out until it got soft.  I knew
then that all I wanted to do was suck Jay off every day for the rest of my
life.  I asked him to keep it a secret because I didn't want the guys to
know I like cock as well as cunt.  But why should it be a secret when it
feels so right?

The End

So that is why you ended up with a blow job that night, Jay, and I am sorry
that "Jesse" fucked you so bad.  If I had known I would have split the
little fucker in half with my fuckstick, I would have made his ears bleed
and I would have made your boss beg for more when I did him too.  I feel
bad that me and Huge left you alone that summer.

You started me on a way of life that I still enjoy but I always wish that
you and I could live in the same city and I could blow you once in a while
as well.  There has been a lot of kinky sex for me with girls and guys and
when I see you I will tell you all about it.

Stroke it for me.  Write back.

Your friend,
Dan