Date: Sat, 9 Aug 2003 14:55:32 EDT
From: Moore
Subject: Big Bad Brad

Big Bad Brad
By: Jason Moore

    Whenever I went into the neighborhood bar around the corner from my house
my loins would ache if Brad was working.  He was the quintessential
bartender.  Pleasant and outgoing, conversant on almost any topic, and a great
listener. On top of all that he was quite a stud.  He was about 6' 2", 200 pounds,
with a lean, muscular build, and extremely handsome features.  His piercing blue
eyes and welcoming smile always drew my undivided attention.  He usually wore
snug fitting knit shirts that beautifully displayed his upper musculature and
jeans that showed off his firm, round ass and nice sized basket.  All of the
women swooned over him and it was generally believed that he had an active sex
life, especially given the way women practically threw themselves at him.  One
Tuesday night I dropped in at the bar after working late.  For what is
usually a slower night, I was surprised to find quite a crowd.  However, as I was to
learn, it was the owner's birthday and his wife was throwing a party for him.
    Brad was working along with another guy, Mike, who just started
bartending there.  Brad was helping him learn the ropes.  As the birthday revelers
began to disperse, Brad moved from behind the bar and had a few drinks with the
owner and his family.  When they finally got up to leave, Brad moved over to the
bar, stood beside me, and carried on a conversation with myself, Mike, and
one of the owner's brothers and his wife who decided to have another one for the
road.
    Eventually the owner's brother and sister-in-law decided to go.  That
left Brad and myself at the bar and only two small groups of patrons at tables
near the back of the bar.  I finished my beer and was getting rather tipsy and,
standing up, said it was time for me to go.  I had a lot of work ahead of me
tomorrow.
    "Oh, come on, Tim," Brad told me as he put an arm over my shoulder, "have
another beer with me."
    His body brushed up against me, instantly causing a shiver to run up my
spine.  How could I refuse?
    "Well, all right," I said, "but I gotta hit the john first."
    As I stepped away, I heard Brad order us another round.  The bathroom was
rather small with two urinals and one stall with a commode.  I stepped up to
the urinal nearest the stall and began to unleash an evening's worth of piss.
Just as my piss began to flow, Brad walked in and stepped up to the other
urinal.  As the sounds of his steady stream began, I couldn't resist taking a
peak.  My jaw practically dropped when I saw that Brad was truly blessed.  There
before my gawking eyes was one hell of a huge cock spewing a stream of piss.
That thick cock had to extend several inches past the edge of Brad's gripping
hand.  My mouth began to water.
    "Like what you see?" Brad suddenly asked as I looked up to see his
devilish smile and those amazing blue eyes glowing back at me.
    "Oh, uh, sorry, I didn't mean to stare, but that's one big cock," I
stammered and averted my gaze to the cold, white tiles in front of my face.
    "No sweat," Brad added.  "I like showin' off my assets.  Especially to
such a hot audience," he finished as I looked at his smiling face.
    I had finished peeing by now and I then glanced back down at Brad's cock.
 He was just finishing as well and began to gently stroke it.  He was still
smiling as I looked up, then back down at his plump, delicious looking cock.
    "So, do you give private showings?" I asked.
    Before he could answer another guy came into the bathroom.  Brad simply
nodded his head and we both washed up and left in silence.  As we got back to
our drinks, Mike regaled us with a funny story about his other job.  We all
chatted about things for a while.  Then a rather raucous group of college kids
came into the bar.  As Mike was serving them Brad leaned toward me.
    "So, Tim, you interested in getting outta here and going somewhere more
private?" he asked.
    "Sounds good to me, as long as I get to see some more of your assets," I
smiled back at him.
    We gulped down our beers as Mike returned.  Brad told him we were going
to go get something to eat.  He handed Mike his cell phone number and told him
to give him a call if things got too busy.  Then Brad and I headed out into
the parking lot.  He offered to drive and suggested that we really do go get
something to eat.  We decided on a nearby drive through place and were soon on
our way.  The conversation mostly covered sports and our jobs.  After getting
our food, Brad drove back by the bar.  There's an alley between the bar and a
large warehouse next door that Tim drove down.  He parked back in a private,
secluded area behind the warehouse and we sat and ate our food.  We both gobbled
down our food and drink in a matter of minutes.  Brad then leaned back in his
seat and looked over at me.
    "So, Tim, just so you know, I really enjoy the ladies, but I also dip
into some of that man pussy now and then.  I know you been sizing me up ever
since I started working at the bar.  Watching my every move sometimes when you
thought I wouldn't notice.  It has been a bit of a turn on for me.  I'd sometimes
put on a show just for your benefit.  So, you want some of this?" Brad then
asked as he squeezed the growing bulge in his crotch.
    "Yeah, I'd love to get some of your hot cock," I quickly responded.
    Brad then slid his seat back and undid his pants.  When he reached in and
pulled out his plump slab of meat, I immediately reached over and grabbed me
a handful.  I began to caress and fondle that hefty cock as Brad lowered the
back of his car seat.  The headrest lay against the rear car seat, as Brad was
now in a prone position beside me.  I continued gently squeezed and jerked
Brad's cock as it began to grow even longer and thicker.  Brad wiggled his pants
lower revealing his muscular thighs, covered in a light dusting of hair.  He
leaned back again and put one hand up on the back of my neck.
    "Come on, Tim," he encouraged, "wrap those luscious lips around my cock.
I need a good blow job."
    Without a word, I shifted my weight and leaned down to taste that
delicious looking cock.  My tongue licked the bulbous head as I gripped more firmly
onto the huge shaft.  My tongue darted into his piss slit tasting the remnants
of his previous piss.  I then nibbled and licked the rim of that glorious
crown for several seconds before giving his full length a luxurious tongue bath.
Brad sighed deeply.  As my lips and tongue returned to concentrate on that
huge cock head again, Brad pushed gently on the back of my head.  As his cock
slipped into my anxious mouth, he groaned.
    "Ah, yeah, suck my cock, man.   Mmmmm, that feels so good," Brad sighed.
    His thick cock was nearly at full mast now as I sucked down on it.  My
mouth opened wide to swallow down as much of that baby as I could.  While
jerking the thick base with my hand, I began to bob up and down on the rest of
Brad's hot cock.  Within minutes it was fully extended, a rock solid ten inches of
molten man meat.  My saliva had moistened the length of that incredible shaft
and I began to suck that baby in more fully now.  As the huge head pushed down
my throat, I lowered my mouth down to the thick base, nestling my face into
Brad's pubic hair.  I gently squeezed his furry ball sac while smelling his
tantalizing man scent.
    "Damn, Tim!" Brad gasped as he pushed up hips slightly.  "Damn, that
feels great!"
    I then began to deep throat that hot cock, working it feverishly to get
at my ultimate treat.  Brad continued moaning in pleasure as my mouth, throat,
and tongue devoured his throbbing cock.  My own cock was rock hard now as I
squeezed myself through my pants.  After a few more minutes, Brad pulled me off
his cock and suggested a new position.  He wanted to fuck my face and told me
to recline my car seat, too.
    When the seat was extended back fully, Brad lowered his pants even more
and maneuvered his entire body over mine on the passenger seat.  With his knees
on either side of me, Brad leaned into me, guiding his thick, heavy, and
juicy cock back into my hungry mouth. As he entered my willing mouth, Brad
stretched out above me.  His hips began to thrust as he began fucking my face with
his mighty love tool.
    I quickly released my aching cock from its confines and began to jerk off
wildly as Brad's cock ravaged my mouth and throat.  It didn't take long
before I was shooting a load of cum all over myself.  I groaned while Brad
continued to buck up into me, driving his torrid cock into my gullet.  I reached up
and grabbed onto his taut ass cheeks as they flexed in sync with Brad's wild
face fucking thrusts.  We were both grunting and groaning now and I could sense
Brad was near to spewing his cum down my throat.  I squeezed down on handfuls
of his hot ass cheeks just as Brad's cock went into overdrive.  His hips were
pounding, his balls slapping my chin, as he continued to plow into me.
    "Oh, yeah, I'm there, Tim.  I'm there," he gasped.  I got a load of cum
for your hot mouth, man."
    He then pulled his throbbing cock out of my mouth and began to jerk his
swollen cock.  The glistening head was literally slapping against my eager,
outstretched tongue.
    "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."Brad grunted as his luscious treat was finally
released.
    The first hot blast of cum splattered against the roof of my mouth and
was quickly followed by a volley of shots that I did my best to gobble down.
Brad filled my mouth and plastered my chin and cheeks with several warm, creamy
blasts of his delicious cum.   When he quit jerking off, I wrapped my lips
tightly around the end of his cock and sucked in hard, milking that baby of every
last drop of his tasty cum.
    "Damn, you can sure suck a mean cock," Brad sighed as he pulled himself
away and maneuvered himself back into the driver's seat.
    "Thanks," I said as I licked my lips and used my hands to scoop up the
remaining cum from my chin and cheeks.  I then lapped it up and gobbled it down.
    "We'll have to do this again sometime," Brad said.  "And maybe next time
I can get me some of your tight man pussy," he smiled at me.
    "Just name the time and place and this ass is yours," I smiled back.
    We began to straighten ourselves out when Brad's cell phone rang.  I
could hear loud background noises and Mike shouting out into the other end.
    "Okay, okay," Brad said.  "I'm right around the corner.  I'll be there in
a few minutes."
    As he hung up and started the engine, Brad said Mike needed some help
with an unexpectedly large crowd from some nursing school graduation.  We drove
to the bar's parking lot.  Before getting out, we exchanged phone numbers, and
Brad suggested we get together at his place sometime over the weekend.  I
decided to head home then and Brad winked at me locked the car.
"Thanks," he said while grabbing his crotch, "but, remember, next time I'm
getting me some of that ass!"
    I smiled to myself as I watched him enter the bar.  While walking home my
cock began to twitch, as I fantasized about Brad reaming my willing ass.