From: quiet44@hotmail.com (Swampland)
Subject: STORY: Good Luck Streak
Date: Sat, 07 Dec 96 14:00:11 PST
Organization: LavaNet, Inc.

Author is poster, send hate/love mail if you'd like, story is unfinished 
but up to part 4.

The Good Luck Streak

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Part 1 - The deal with the BlackJack~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I soon turned out my lights and decided it was time for sleep.  I was 
half asleep anyway, watching the end of Letterman.  Im starting to find 
that his comedy was getting boring.
It was always the same, he would do some goofy antic then repeat it 
throughout the entire show and even in subsequent days. You know he's 
just hanging in for the money and he's already said he'll retire in the 
year 2000.  Afterall, one can only stay at a 14 million dollar a year job 
for so long.  

I usually stay semi-awake in bed after the lights are out as a little 
quiet think time.  What occupies my thoughts is very varied, though 
tonight it was like the past few nights.  I lay there in bed with the 
thought of a nice trim guy, naked lying on my naked body, our dicks 
pressed next to each other's.  I don't know why but that particular 
fantasy has been with me for awhile and every-now-and-again it comes back 
to please me.

I awoke, later than what other people would consider a "normal" time to 
wake up.  About 9am, stumbled around, logged into the Internet, checked 
for mail (nothing interesting) and then opening the refrigerator looking 
for something to eat.  This routine played itself out each day. I was 
drowning in dullness, there was nothing new anymore, living on my own has 
gotten quite boring.  

I, by the way, am a young guy, single and not looking, but horny.  
Twenty-five, 5' 9", brown hair and light brown eyes.  Normal looking and 
plain, I was the average of all 25-year-olds in America.  Though I did 
sport some muscles they were not something worth flaunting or raving 
about.  I liked to think of myself as a down-to-earth everyday joe.

"Damnit, just remembered, today is the first day of class", my inner 
voice told my brain.
Today I was going to sit in class and listen to three different 
professors as they tried to impress me with their field, dazzle me with 
their flamboyant nature, and drill in their grading methods.  I unlike 
several people I knew, decided to wait on school right after high school. 
 It was just my second semester starting now, and I was not in the mood 
for this crap today.  

After I was done with my classes, about 2pm, I ran into some of the 
people I used to hang out with during high school.  I said hello to them, 
and we made small talk.  Blah blah blah.  Then I went to my car.

I got to my car and checked the trunk for my work clothes and stuffs to 
make sure they were there and clean.  Good, now that I got my work 
clothes I didn't have to go home and I did have about half an hour to 
kill before work.  I picked up some lunch and ate it in my car infront of 
my work place.  I worked at this snack place, I was one of the people 
that packed the snacks into the plastic shelf bags.  It was an ok job 
with ok pay and ok people, but it was a small operation for a local 
market and we had to weigh things and put them in bags by hand.
I must also say that these snacks were delicious, they were a deep fried 
pasta-like thing, and just about all of the employees there eat a handful 
now-and-then.  

I pulled up on the opposite side of the main entrance.  The place was 
inside a industrial park, the rent was cheap and the location easy to get 
too so it was a profitable idea to have it here. Paschico's (as the 
snacks were called) had a regular door for customers and a big loading 
and unloading door for distribution.  The place was run by "the old man". 
 Thats what we called Rich, we was an old guy who decided to make some 
bucks with this business, we was a nice boss to have but he wanted us to 
fill tight quotas each day.  

I looked in my rear view mirror and saw Greg walk out the customer 
entrance with a soda and he knealed down and started to drink.  He was a 
nice guy, calm and quiet, I never heard him yell or get angry, nothing 
phased him, like he was totally detached from everyone else.  Make no 
assumption however that he was a wimp, he was after all taller than me, 
tougher than me, and if you didn't know him you wouldn't want to even 
look him in the eye.  He had nice stubble from time to time and had his 
dark hair cut short, like a crewcut only without the flat top, like a 
spikey ball for a head.  

What was this? Who was this? I pondered, there was someone else that came 
out of the customer entrance, also with a soda, too young to be a vendor. 
 He knealed down next to Greg.  Ah ha! It was the new guy, Isaac, if I 
remembered correctly.  I began to scope him out.  He looked shorter than 
Greg, more on the pretty boy side than the tough guy looks of Greg.  
Isaac looked like the kind of guy who wore designer clothes, and was 
always looking for the new things.  How did I know?  I noticed him in one 
of my classes at school, even though that pretty boy bit didn't appeal to 
me he was different somehow.  He was sorta a pretty boy rebel.  He wore 
jeans, and tucked in his shirt to show his sleek lines and he had this 
unforgetable face with a straight nose line and a slight, faint, 
perpetual grin, giving his face a "all-knowing" look, like a constant 
poker face.  I gather all of this because he was sitting one row to the 
right of me in class.

Well oh well, so he's working here now?  This ought to be interesting.

I finished my food and put on my work clothes, Rich "The Old Man" was 
really adamant about uniforms and appearence, he didn't like our shirts 
to be untucked, or our hair to be messy, no hickies, no nose rings 
(though modest earrings in guys was ok).  The uniform was a blue slacks 
and blue polo shirt black shoes.  We looked like clones.  But I must say 
we must look impressive, prim and clean, and that must draw in alot of 
people to carry our product.

I went to the entrance and Greg and Isaac was now back to work.

I got in, checked in for my shift and went to my station, which was 
weighing the snack and putting each lot into the plastic bags.  We had 
about 6 different kinds and I had to do all of them, it took about 15 
minutes to weigh, seal, and pack a carton of 16.  We made about two 
palettes a day.  Business was good and we were getting paid.  Isaac was 
at the heat sealer with Greg who was training him.  Greg usually worked 
the morning shift from 7 to 2, but it seemed he was training Isaac to 
work the sealer, Rich himself had to work the sealer for a few days after 
the last guy quit the afternoon shift.  I was gonna be working with 
Isaac.  I was happy, maybe we could get to be friends or something.  I 
doubt he would like to get anything on with other guys, he seemed 
straight and "normal" like Greg.  Greg was another guy that I often 
fantatized about.  I was friends with Greg and we went places sometimes 
(Movies, Concerts etc.), nothing best-friend-like, just casual hanging 
out.  He been to my place for some beers every so often.  My shift was 
from 3pm to 7pm.  The night guys had it easy, all we did was pack then 
clean up, the day guys had to inventory, vend and all that stuff.  Rich 
came into the packing room and checked up on Greg and Isaac then called 
it a day.

We worked and worked, Isaac soon got the idea with the sealer and Greg 
went to finish up the half-done inventory.  It was just me, Isaac, and 
Todd now.  Todd was nice guy but he was retired and wanted a job to keep 
busy, he also had a nasty mind.  Real nasty, and he was alot of fun to be 
around.  

Todd went on break and it was just me and Isaac now, Greg was elsewhere 
working. The sealer was up against the wall and he took a tray of of bags 
and heat sealed them then placed them in another tray to get boxed, taped 
up, and labelled to go to the appropiate place(Todd's job).

It was really quiet in there, I was too shy to say anything and I guess 
he was too.  It started to get to me so I finally said "Hi"

"Hey." He turned around and saw me.

He then turned back to his job.  Almost a minute went by of akwardness. 

Then he asked "So how long you worked here?"  

"About 8 months, though thats about how old this company is too." I said.

He turned around look at me again.  

"So how you like it so far?" I asked.

"Its ok, better than some other jobs I had.  I don't know, this job is 
just too mundane, seal seal seal, all day."

"Trust me, its good, it makes time go by faster, almost like sleep, after 
you go to sleep it feels like you just laid down a few minutes ago."  I 
replied, and I admit it was like that, everything was a crispy fried 
pasta blur for four hours Mon-Sat.

"Huh, I guess your right, soon I'll be completely bored with this and it 
won't seem like four hours."

Greg came back, and Isaac returned to work.  It was about 4:30 when Greg 
went home, Todd would stay till 7pm with us.  

Todd and I made small talk with Isaac, told stories and just had a good 
time while getting our work done, though Isaac, being new, was a slow 
link in the chain and we ended up leaving at 7:30pm.  Rich wouldn't mind, 
he should be expecting a slight over run with new employees.

Isaac, Todd and I got out and I saw that there was only my car and Todd's 
car there.

The place was locked up and we all said goodnight.

"Shit" Isaac said in breath only.  I turned around, and he looked at me.

"I forgot to use the phone to call up my girlfriend."

"Sorry but its locked from the inside, only Rich can open it now." I 
said.

Todd was long gone by now.  

"You need a ride home?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess." 

We went to my car and I took my books out of the passenger side seat and 
threw them in the back. He got in and drove out of the park.  We made 
more small talk, he asked questions about the other employees and what 
not.  I noticed he had an upbeat personality, sorta happy-go-lucky type. 
 Made a joke or at least smiled about just about anything.  All the while 
he directed me to his place.  It seemed he lived with his parents still.

I said bye and he got out and thanked me.  I said anytime, this is, 
ironically on the way to my apartment.

Went to work the next day, and Isaac was there on time.  We worked and 
everything went by quickly.  We got through ontime this time and his 
girlfriend was waiting outside when we left.

Wednsday was school again, and I went into class and sat in the same 
seat, Isaac was in the same seat too and he saw me.  And said "Wow, your 
in this class too?"  I acted just as surprised as he was about the whole 
arrangement.  We talked a bit and he ended up asking me for a ride to 
work.  I agreed and told him I could do this every Mon, Wed, Fri. if he 
wanted.

"Yeah that'll be cool, so you need gas money or somethin?"

"Nah, I have to go to work too, don't worry about it."

Class was over and he followed me to my car.  He took his work clothes 
out of his backpack.

I wore my work pants to class, they were quite comfortable and matched my 
clothes well, or sometimes I would wear shorts and just slip them over.  
Isaac was wearing jeans now, and I tried to get a sneak peek of his 
basket but couldn't without risking discovery.  Maybe he'll take his 
pants off in the car on the way there, I could only hope.  

He didn't but he Did take off his shirt, and a smell filled the car.  It 
was the smell of Isaac, a clean, fresh, but erotic smell.  A smell that 
cannot be described.  A smell of young guys.  He had a nice chest, that 
was smooth and defined but not Mr. Universe muscleture.  And there was a 
thin line of hair, like a guiding tease to his crotch.  I got all of 
these great images because he was too busy looking in the right side 
mirror at his hair which was somewhat long and nice.  With only one wave 
in it, in the front.  He was hot, and my dick responded.  How I wish time 
around us would freeze for an hour and he would somehow do me.  

Back to reality, we got to the snack place and he went into the bathroom 
to put on his pants.
Greg was just finishing up his shift and he said bye to Isaac on his way 
out.  About 6 pm, the power went out, and the sealer light went off, so 
did everything else electronic.  The place was now dark, Todd said "ohh 
Shit".

"This is fucking great." I said. 

"I'll go call Rich" Todd said, and he did.

We stood there for 10 minutes and Isaac and me talked about school.

"How old are ya anyway?" I managed to work into the conversation without 
seeming to interested in him personally.

"22." he said.

"Starting school late too huh?" I asked to cover up the question.

"Yeah."

Hmm interesting, he was pretty close to my age.  I thought he was fresh 
out of high school.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not into the teen scene, but this guy was so 
mature and manly but had that late teen over confidence and free spirit. 
 Hell, I never ever was romatically involved with anyone, olny had a one 
night stand and then a two day sex fest.  That was about 2 years ago, and 
I was now getting hornier and hornier.

He then reached around for something, I heard two quick thumps and he 
jumped back and yelled "OW!"

I got up and went towards the darkened shape that was Isaac.  

"Fuck, I burned my thumb and my elbow.  I got the flashlight and shined 
it on him.  He looked at his thumb there was a line running through the 
fingerpad that was quickly becoming a blister.  He looked at his elbow 
and saw the same line running for about 4 inches up his arm.

"Fucken Sealer shit is still hot, aww man, fuck.." Isaac continued.

I knealed down next to him on the floor, and grabbed his arm to get a 
better look.

He lifted his elbow.  Somehow my clutsy hands dropped the flashlight onto 
his lap.  He was sitting cross legged, I went for the flashlight and 
grabbed his thigh instead.  Feeling the fleshy thigh I released instantly 
and he said "Hey.."

"Sorry."

I got the flashlight, but I was shaking, luckily the place was too dark, 
my arms and knees were quivering.  Man this guy must think im somekind of 
weirdo or something.

He laughed "I know you want it"

I said "no, shutup" and he playfully jested with me a little more.  He 
seemed to enjoy it, like he wanted to see me deny it.

At 6:15 Todd came back and said that we could go home.

"The boss says we can go, just lock up, theres no need to clean up."

We all left and locked the door, but before that I asked Isaac if he 
needed to call his girlfriend to come early.  He said no, his girlfriend 
was at night school. 

"Wanna ride home?" I asked

"Sure, again..."

We got in the car, and he asked where I lived.

"Not more than a mile from your house, my apartment is in the VanHesson 
complex."  It was a nice place, cheap too, but it had a seedy atmosphere 
outside, with convience stores on the ground floor and the occaisional 
hooker strolling out front.  It was a blue collar part of town.  

"Cool."

I then asked him, boldly, if he wanted to hang out at my place for 
awhile.

"Hmm, Yeah sounds good.  Gotta have some free time from my parents, they 
drive me up the wall, and so do my girlfriends parents."

It seemed our friendship, however odd, was growing fast.  And I didn't 
mind that at all.  We got to my place about six-thirty.  Luckily I still 
had power.  He stepped in to my apartment, which was a mess as usual and 
I sat down on the couch.  I got the remote and turned on the TV.

After flipping through several shopping channels, the news, some reruns, 
and the wheel of fortune I asked if he wanted a beer.

"Hey free beer too... I like this." He said sarcastically and I grinned.

I came back with two beers and we drank and made fun of wheel of fortune. 
 We were sitting side by side on the couch, there was a deck of cards on 
the coffee table.  He picked them up and began to shuffle.

"What are you doing? Wanna play cards?" I asked.

"Yeah, wheel of fortune sucks anyway.  Lemme go call my girlfriend"

"The phone is in the kitchen."  He went to go call her up.

I tuned my ears into the soft conversation. I picked out a few words that 
sound like he was saying he was at home.  Then he hung up.  I dealt out 
blackjack.  He came back.  We played a deck and it got too quiet so I put 
on some music, the local alternative rock station was automatically on 
and the mood was a laid back lazy mood.  

"Wanna place bets?"

"Yeah, ok" I said.  So he wanted to make things a bit more exciting.

"How 'bout 5 dollars a hand." I asked.  

"Ok".

I dealed him two and one of mine was a 4, he said hit me and I gave him 
one more card.

"BlackJack" he said.

He won 20 bucks from me in that deck.  I wasn't too happy and was getting 
low on cash in my wallet.

"Damnit, I can't do this anymore, wont have enough money." I siad.  
Things were somewhat tight for me anyhow and that was twenty down the 
drain.

"Ok, go, deal another deck." he said.

I dealt him two and I had an Ace showing.  He wanted a hit and he had to 
fold.  Then he took off his watch.  I gave a puzzled look.

"Strip Poker?"

NOW HE WAS TALKING! STRIP BLACKJACK? NO WOMEN AROUND?  This was a nice 
twist.  But I remained wary. I looked at his face to see if he was gonna 
burst out laughing.  Maybe he was testing me after that thigh incident 
earlier.

"Ok" I said with a deep breath.

I lost the next hand, I procceded to take off my watch.

He won the next hand too, I took off my socks.

I won the next three hands and he took off his belt, and his socks.

I won the next hand again and he took off his shirt, I looked at his 
great chest and grinned.

"Ok now this is more like it." I said.

I spoke too soon, he won the next hand.  So I took off my shirt and he 
looked at my chest too. 

He looked into my eyes and said "Deal."

He really enjoyed this feeling of power I guess, he seemed to thrive off 
making people do things.  His smile was resiliant as I lost the next hand 
and had to take off my pants.

Now I was in my jockey briefs,  He once again looked me over.  And my 
dick was awakening.

I won the next hand and he had to take off his pants too, he was also 
wearing jockey style underwear,  for the first time I could see his cock. 
 It looked like it was becoming bigger too.  I saw a outline of the 
cockhead,  it must have been about 4 inches long, resting in his jocks.

I dealt his two and I had an 8 showing, he said "hit me", and I did, he 
said "again".
He then said "I stand".

Now I dealt myself a 4, then another 8.  

"I stand" I said.  His nipples seemed to get harder and more pointy by 
the second.

"Call" he said.  I threw down my hand, a 20 and he threw his down.

He had a 19, I looked at his face, there was just a grin.  I was so 
excited with anticipation.
I was gonna have this hot guy naked in my apartment for me to look at.  
We stared at each other for a few seconds, he had that poker face on.

He took off his earring.

"You fucker! shit...." I yelled.

He was laughing and smiling, he managed to outsmart me, that bastard.  

"Thought you had me huh?" he was still chuckling.

It was about 8 pm by now, and we gone through three beers a piece, and we 
were both slightly drunk by now and almost giddy at the prospects now.

Now he definately only had one thing left, and I only had one thing left 
and this was the last, deciding hand.

I dealt him two.  I had a King showing.  He said "BlackJack".  

"Aww shit... man."  I turned over my cards, I had an Ace.

"Ah HA!"

There was a a burst of laughter from both of us and it seemed he 
forgotten about being half naked in front of me and he hit me on my 
shoulder.

I decided to bite the bullet, and I stood up and pulled down my jock at 
looked at him.

He stopped laughing, and looked at my dick, which was really rising fast. 
 I grabed it and held it.  

He wasn't laughing now, but got up and took his off too.  There we were, 
both naked and horny.

He had a nice 7 inch cut dick rising fast too.  Mine was uncut and 6 
1/2".  His dick looked so smooth like it had no viens in it.  He grabbed 
my arm and I pulled him close.  He were now standing very close and there 
was a feeling of something electrical flowing between our close bodies, a 
hot energy.  

Now or never, I knealed down and got to his balls.  There was that smell 
again, fucking delicious smell.  My mouth was watering.  I licked the 
head.  Then I grabbed his butt.
He stepped away and pushed me gently down to the floor.

I was now laying next to the couch with hard cock and he was standing 
over me looking down.  He turned around and put his ass in my face as he 
knealed down over my face.  I felt his breath on my dick, the warmth was 
intense.  His dick was hovering over me and his ballsack draped on my 
forehead.  I let my tongue reach up to lick his shaft which was hard and 
pointing to his torso.  I licked his dick to get it wet then tried my 
best to take him in in my odd position.  He went down on me and I felt 
his sucking and his tounge around my dick.  It was amazing.  We were both 
in a state of complete ectasy and we rolled over onto our sides, still 
connected like pisces.  All I remember are slurping sounds and heaving 
breathing.  We slowly began thrusting together.  A pulsating mass of lust 
lay there on the floor.  

I was gonna come real soon, I tried to hold back and I gasped for air, 
releasing his dick.  He kept on going at it.  I let go and I felt 
everything in my body go limp for a second.  He kept on sucking, even 
harder now and pangs of pleasure still echoed through me.  I got back to 
sucking him off and I decided to be like him, apply more and more 
pressure until he bursts.

He was licking my head getting the last drops out of my dick and I was 
making sure he would give up his juice for me.  He grabbed my ass and 
squeezed and pumped his dick into my mouth.

He was cumming, I felt a thick, hot, viscous rush burst into my mouth and 
I swallowed.  I kept on sucking harder, burst after burst then he slowly 
calmed down.

He let go of me and we fell apart on the floor.  Breathing hard and 
excited.  

We laid there for five minutes before we began to move.  Our dicks were 
soft.  Isaac sat up off the floor and I looked at him from my half shut 
eyes.  He put his hand on my leg and ran it up to my chest.  

"Thanks."

"Thank you." I said in reply.

I was still stunned and my brain shut off all reason and concern, it was 
too busy dealing with what was at hand.  He got up and put on his jock.  

I did the same and we smiled at each other.  Things were painfully silent 
as we continued to put on our clothes.  I asked if he wanted another 
beer.

"No, I really should be getting home."

"Yeah, ok." I replied.

Again silence fell on us.  It was so akward that we shared something so 
personal and yet we tried to retain a face of casuality.

"I mean it, Thank you, that was fun." He said.

I smiled and said, happily "Anytime."

I meant it, I definately wouldn't mind having this guy over at my place 
now and then.

"Let me give ya a ride." I said

We got to the car and I drove to his place, I told him bye and he got out 
infront of his house.  

The next day at work he smiled at me and said hello.  I did the same.  
Things it seemed, although akward, were still the same.  I talked with me 
on my break about school and all that crap.  He got picked up by his 
girlfriend.  I saw him the next day at school, we talked story and I gave 
him a ride.  About two weeks past and things seemed to return to normal. 
 Though I would have to jag off to get off whenever I thought of him.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Part 2 - There was the Phantom!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

About a month after that hot evening with Isaac, about 5:30 pm at work on 
a friday, everything was normal.  So it seemed.  Isaac had grown into a 
fine employee and everything seemed to settle down nicely.  We became 
better friends and Todd was as crazy as ever.

Right after work I went to the bathroom and Todd and Isaac left for the 
night and told me to lock up.

"Ok, no prob." I said.  Things were quiet around the place and I decided 
for some reason to hang around in the dark.  

I guess I kinda like the feel of being in the dark at someplace where im 
familiar.  Just relaxed and sat in the swivel chair at Rich's desk.  I 
was looking at some orders and invientory sheets out of curiosity.  It 
was about 7:20 by now and I was just goofing off out of lack of anything 
better to do.  I played with the rubber gloves I wore for weighing and 
filled them with water.


Squeeek wick wick eerp, the chair sounded as I moved about in it, even 
with little movements it made certain sounds.  I began looking in the 
drawers out of complete nosiness.  Then the lights by the desk went out.

I jumped.  What the hell? I went to the light switch around the corner.  
I turned it on and the drawer slammed shut.  I did not see it move but I 
was definately a noise of a drawer and it was loud.  

By now I was very frightened and was getting ready to leave.  I got to 
the little alcove where the entrance is located and there was the 
phantom.

Isaac was standing at the door smiling then just laughing his ass off.  

"You mother fucker!" I yelled shaking my head.

"Haahaha, shit , hahaha you didn't see me? hahaha." he reeled, then 
proceded at mocking my startled nature.

"Just shutup you goddamned shithead." I said, irritably.

"Yeah yeah, so easy to scare ya."

"Isn't your girlfriend supposed to be here?" I asked.

"Yeah but she paged me saying she had to go to some play or something and 
it was too late to get tickets for me."

"Sure, thats what they all say." I jested.

"Ahh yaa yaa." he brushed that idea off.

"So I guess you want a ride home?"

"Well, you wanna go somewhere?" He proposed.

"I don't care, like where?"

"What about your place.  I'll buy some beer."

I liked where this was heading!

"No I got plenty in the fridge" I answered.

We walked out and I locked the door.  It was damned cold and our breath 
was like steam.  I got into my car and turned on the heater.  He got in 
next to me and we went to my house.  

"Frick why don't these stupid lights ever work right?" 

"Cause if they did you would get to where you wanted to go to faster, and 
the state can't let that happen." I said sarcastically.

Things just sort of hazed themselves over, topics breezed by.  Until we 
got to my front door. I became nervous, because I had the feeling that 
before he left we would have had sex together.  It was anticipation and 
fear.  After all we never really discussed it, but I knew it was a fluke, 
or was it?  

Once again we settled down on the couch and I brought out the beer.  This 
time we didn't turn on  the TV, we just played cards.  No stripping or 
games, just plain old poker.

He asked if I smoked and I said no.  He didn't like it either.  I showed 
him all sorts of crap that was just lying around my place, like a JCPenny 
women's underwear ad.

All of the women didn't have their navels showing one way or the other, 
it was like a bizzare feat, clone women.

We both had a good laugh and the oddities kept coming.  We even tried to 
moon people out of my window.  Things were getting a little noisy and we 
both felt like kids again.  I decided to calm down.  I went into my 
bedroom to get somemore dementia.  He followed me in.  

I just said it, err asked.

"You horny?"

"Yeah.  Well, you see, I was wondering what would you like to do."

"Anything." We inched closer and closer to each other.

I was breathing hard and I reached for his pants to unbotton them.  I got 
down there and undid them percisely.  He started on my shirt.  I was 
really excited and nervous all at once.  Isaac was hot and I would do 
anything, anytime with him but having to face him and the world 
afterwards was the hard part.  

We then got ourselves out of our clothes completely.  I was the first out 
and I got down on the bed.  My cock was already hard and throbbing.  I 
was laying belly up on the bed, watching him take off his last sock.  

Then Isaac laid down right on top of me, our chests in complete contact 
and my dick next to his, throbbing between us.  It was just like my 
dream!  There was something about the feeling that was timeless and 
erotic.  His face was right next to mine and for a moment I thought he 
would kiss me.  I didn't think he was into that kind of thing, and I was 
right he just looked at me and told me that this was more than he 
expected.

"In what way?" I questioned.

"All of these good feelings, can't describe them, its like a whole bunch 
of them at once." he said.

I put my hands on his firm ass and played with his cheeks.  He slid down 
a bit and laid his head on my chest, listening to my heart beat.  I felt 
his tounge go after my nipple and it tickled.  My cock raged on.  I felt 
him thrusting his hips.  He was gaining more and more motion with each 
thrust, slowly rising a bit higher each time.  I felt his dick flow 
through my pubic hairs.  His nipplework got vicious, using his teeth and 
rapid licking. 

I put my knees up and his cock found my asscrack and was sliding about 
that area.  His thrusting was getting more and more powerful.  A few 
times I felt his cock at my butthole.  I'm not sure if the thought of 
fucking my ass was on his mind or if he was having fun just doing what he 
was doing.  I put my legs completely upwards.  I was now in a position to 
get fucked.  He stopped what he was doing.  

"You want me to do that?" he asked.  I just nodded.

I reached over to the little lampstand that had a drawer next to my bed, 
which had a box of condoms packed all the way back in some corner,  I got 
one without having to get up from my position.  He put in on.

Again he went at my nipples, and his cock, this time, found my hole and 
just pushed lightly.  Each time he came forward he pushed a little 
harder.  Then I felt him strech me open, and in one fell swoop he put his 
body up and thrust forward.  It was amazing!  It was pain and pleasure at 
once, together.  I groaned, and he exhaled deeply.  We stayed still.  I 
began flexing my ass muscles and he started to move.  My hole began to 
heat up as he went faster.  Precum spewed from my cock and I just looked 
in his eyes as he screwed me.  He would glance at me then look around in 
complete pleasure.  I was now his, and he was mine, we were now doing 
things that "normal" people just don't do.  He touched the inner reaches 
of my ass and my prostate was getting rubbed into oblivion.  He must have 
screwed my ass for about 6 minutes until he stopped, and pulled out.  He 
was sweaty and was moaning as he breathed.  

"I musta cummed twice, fuck." Between breaths.

He took the condom off and his cum slimed dick was placed on my chest.  I 
looked at it with open eyes as it began to shrink, satisfied.  I however 
was still hot and bothered.  I neglected to touch my dick and it was 
jealous.  Erupting precum every now and then.  I felt him lay next to me. 
 We just laid still for about 10 minutes, in a dreamy calm state.  I got 
up and went to his nipples and began to imitate his nipple worship.  I 
awoke and got up quickly and went down on me.  

My dick erupted another spurt of precum into his mouth and I felt him 
lick it off my head.  He then turned his back towards me and put his leg 
up, exposing his ass.

"You want me to?  Did you ever try?" I asked.

"Yeah, I want to feel it.  I only fingered myself before, but I want you 
in me."

I put on a condom and put my dick at his entrance, then pushed it 
forward.  It was now at his backgate and he had to let me in.  I nudged 
forward onto his ass a few times.  Nothing, then I pushed with more force 
and got it with a quick slide forward an inch.  He yelped.  I stayed 
still.  Then I began to go deeper.  Along the way I felt his muscles in 
his ass flex, the warm flesh around my dick was alive and excited.  After 
about a minute of gentle nudging, I got it all the way in.  

"Ready?" I asked

He answered, in a airy voice "Yes, com'on, do it."

I pulled out an inch then pushed in an inch very slowly.  I went faster 
and deeper on subsequent strokes.  I was *fucking* Isaac!  He put his had 
on my flexing ass cheeks and I went at it varociously.  The bed was 
squeaking and he was making manly groans and grunts.  Finally I stopped, 
and felt his ass pulsate with the old fast rhythm.  My cock was now gonna 
give up with cream into his ass.  I pulled out a bit and the movement 
sent that final blow to my balls and I shot.  I relaxed for a few moments 
and began to fuck him again.  My dick was semi-soft but still rigid 
enough to push its way around. 

"Give it to me again." He said.

With that I built up speed and hardness to fuck him a good one once more. 
 After about a minute the ridge on my cockhead felt like fire and ice and 
I blew my wad again.  I stopped completely while my body jerked about a 
few times, coping with the overload of sensations.

I didn't pull out but went soft and let my dick ooze its way out.  Again 
we lay there for a few minutes.  Relaxing in the calm fullfilment.

We must have dozed off because when I woke up it was about 11pm, and 
Isaac was still asleep.

I woke him up and he got dressed.  "Fuck I never could've imagined that. 
 That was knarly."

What archaic words.  "Yeah, I liked that very much." I told him and gave 
him and nod.

I dropped him off at home, Im quite sure he won't forget this night in 
awhile.  Neither will I.  All I hope for now is more, I want to do more 
with Isaac.  


The Good Luck Streak Part 3

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Man that's some solid beer!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Greg came to work late, and so, he had to stay late.  About an hour after 
he was supposed to go home he finally did.  We chatted during our job and 
Isaac jumped in here and there.  There wasn't much excitement otherwise. 
 It was a typical day.  

Todd had to leave early that night so it was just me and Isaac from 6pm 
on.  I guess Rich trusted me enough to take care of the place.  Around 
7:15pm we both finished out jobs and just sorta relaxed around the place. 
 It was a dark, still, quiet warehouse and only the ventilation fans 
could be heard.  

Isaac and I took our time cleaning up and we joked around and goofed off. 
 We weren't ready to leave until 8pm.  Then it happened.

We were on top of each other, going at it like rabbits.  I was sucking 
his dick and pulling his balls next to the desk.  He laid down onto the 
desk and I ravaged him.  I sucked his dick for such a long time my mouth 
was numb.  His crotch was very strong smelling after a day of work and 
school.  I felt his jism hit my mouth with force and I lapped it all up. 
 He leaned up and piched my nipples and began to take off my shirt.  

It was getting uncormfortable doing all of this on the desk so I sat on 
the chair and he began his work on me.  

We didn't say much, we knew what we wanted and we knew what the other 
wanted as well.  

I got out of my pants and pulled down my briefs.  He sucked me off.  This 
time he was much more vicious,  he didn't just clamp down and suck away. 
 He was moving, licking and pulling my dick in all directions.  I tensed 
up and fought off an orgasm, I wanted this to last.  I felt him wiggle 
his finger between my buttcheeks to get to my butthole.  He penetrated 
me.  Now this was getting nasty!

I made it easier for him to finger me and the resulting pleasure was 
unreal.  I came immediately.  He sucked my cum all up.

Then he kissed me!  What the hell was that?  I wasn't into kissing either 
but he just did it.  He even slipped me a little cum slimed tounge.

We got up, and cleaned ourselves off.  The warehouse smelled like young 
manlust now.  I hoped it wouldn't linger until morning.  

I ended up giving him a ride home.  We didn't talk much on the way back. 
 I was still very nervous with the whole setup.  Not to mention the 
rather lack of feedback from Isaac.

Turns out we did that sort of thing about every other week.  Who knows, 
maybe he wasn't getting any pussy from his girlfriend, or maybe he was 
bi, or maybe even gay.  Who cared, I loved it too much.  He always made 
sure we were alone, alwasy made sure there was little foreplay just nasty 
low down dirty sex.

Sometimes his devious side would emerge, he would make me lick his dick 
after he coated it with crumbs from the snacks(wonder if the customers 
would be pissed? haha).  He screwed me while he was on the conveyer belt, 
I fucked him while we were both totally naked and on the  loft.  Aside 
from our kinky escapades, our friendship was growing.

He was my best friend, it seemed our sex, and our friendly relationship 
had two sides, one for sex, and one for the friendship.  He even brought 
me out with his friends and his girlfriend a few times.  

"So what about a movie thursday night?" I asked him.

"Yeah ok, What you want to see?"

"I don't know, how about 'Direct Orders', that looks pretty good."

"Yeah, thats sounds good, about 9?" 

We talked and yacked before we went to work, we hung out in front.  Greg 
was throwing some stuff into the baler and he overheard us.

"You guys are going to that movie?" Greg asked.

"Yeah"

"Hey, Can I go? I want to see that too." Greg was quiet but he wasn't a 
wimp either.  He could be assertive if he wanted to.  Sometimes he gave 
me the creeps, not as in spooky halloween creeps, but in a 
i'll-beat-you-up if you aren't nice sort of way.  He was one tough 
cookie.

"Sure, 9 o'clock, Ill pick you up." I said.

Thursday night came and I dropped Isaac at home to freshen up while I 
went home to do the same.  I went to go pick up Isaac, then Greg(who was 
too lazy to drive).  I got aprehensive, I saw the long line in front of 
the theaters but turns out that was for another movie.  

The movie was ok, after the first hour and a half it was more likely to 
make you sleep than to make you excited.  It got to political, too 
confusing.  I tuned out of the movie and just sorta relaxed until it 
ended. 

After the rather crappy movie we all decided it was too early to call it 
a night.  Isaac had really taken to Greg.  They both chatted and joked.  
As diplomatic as I was, I asked what they wanted to do.  Greg didn't 
care, neither did I.  The decision rested on Isaac.

"Lets go rent a movie."

"Where are we gonna watch it?" I asked.

"My place, right?" I glared.

Isaac just smiled,  we got to the video store a few minutes too late 
though.

Things started to wind down.  I asked if anyone wanted to go back to my 
place.

Everyone agreed...and when we got there...

"Shhh" I said giving the finger to the lips.

Everyone took a few seconds to stop and shut up in the stairwell.  -Ring- 
 "My phone" I said.  I ran up the last flight of stairs to my floor and 
then to my door, it was still ringing.  

My keys, no I couldn't drive my door, or use it to make ice, bingo the 
right key, a little jiggle and turn.  I got the door open and the phone, 
as if starled by my dramatic entrance, stopped ringing!

After all the melodrama, "Who was it?" Isaac popped in, Greg easing in 
after him.

"How the fuck should I know, they hung up."  Everyone settled in, on the 
couch, on the kitchen chair, in the frige with beer.  Almost as if they 
lived here, might I add that would be interesting.  All the noise got to 
me in five minutes, the TV, Isaac showing Greg my dementia, the phone.  
The phone, which I picked up motioning them to shut up, thankfully, had a 
rather surprising person on the other end.  

"Hey, Isaac, its your girlfriend." I said cheerfully, and put the phone 
down then went to sit next to Greg on the couch.  There was so much to do 
other than do nothing at my place, so why are we stuck here?  Why not 
play pool, I mean billards.  Why not just walk the streets, why not a 
strip joint?  Nah, to wild, but pool sounded like fun.

Too bad Isaac's voice doesn't travel, I had no idea what was going on but 
it didn't look good, it sounded all heart-to-heart talk.  Little snippets 
I would pick up were "I know, I love you too but..." or "Aww I can't 
believe you're saying that..."  Greg, what a mystery he still was, I 
couldn't tell if he was eavesdropping like I was or if he was ice skating 
on saturn's rings, one spacey dude.  Then Greg turns to me and said "Heh, 
well umm you wanna go play pool or something? Billards whatever?" weird!

-Click- Isaac said nothing, sorta bummed but retaining a sorta happy 
attitude.  "So, what?"
I asked.  "You don't think this is kinda boring?"  Apparently, real 
friends don't appreciate free beer like they used to.

With all the innocence of a lamb, he threw an idea on the floor. "Heh, 
well umm you wanna go play pool or something? I, I mean Billards 
whatever?"  I turn to Greg and he says "Man, this beer is solid!"

I try to shake the dillousion from my head and decide to let that one 
pass.  Yeah, solid beer I think to myself.  "Sounds good" I say.  

"Can we stop by and pick up my girlfriend?" Isaac jumps in.  I just get 
my keys and say "Come on."

So anyway, 11:45pm at the tip of the day we make our way into the 
neighborhood whorehouse, punk stash, and stinking poolhall.  This place 
had a lot of balls.  I think Tanya, you-know-who's girl, is the closest 
thing to a proper girl this place has seen in awhile despite her 
tounge-ring.  We get a game going, we all admit that we REALLY can't play 
pool for beans.  So, everyone even Tanya gets into the fun of screwing 
up.  I managed to get two balls into one pocket.

Isaac gets his cuestick and manages to somehow nudge it against my butt. 
 I play stupid and ignore, but he gives me an eye and then goes on to do 
the same to Tanya.  What a pig.  What a sexy horndog!  She jumps then 
with a clam grin plays ignorance.  He too managed to get two balls into 
one pocket, pretty slick fucker he is.  I think he hustled us all.

Me and Greg are partners, losing partners by the way.  Lucky for me Greg 
is here to eye up the other punks.  Either way, we're stuffed on a corner 
table and out of the way of payphones(the prime punkmagnet) and the 
pornographic videogames.  "You dont like to smoke either?" I ask him 
between his wheezes.  "Nah, My dad got lung cancer from the stuff, thats 
enough to scare me off it."  

"Oh...."  It gets really quiet...... then he says "He's still alive 
though, that's all I know." The place seemed to pick up again.  

Man that's some solid beer.

All night things have been more dramatic than they really are, the little 
things look big, maybe I'm just a wimp or what but Greg seemed he'll of 
alot older than me.  He's not.  Isaac seemed to be interested in Greg, 
well that is still up in the air, but he has taken to Tanya well.  Tanya 
seemed tough and all, but she squeals and giggles and is oh so bubbly.  
Must've been a bad batch of beer.

All of us three guys were at the table when I notice something, and I 
KNOW this was real.  Isaac had two balls at the end of his cue stick 
while he "humped" them witht he cuestick.  He looked like he was just 
fidgeting, you know anxious like.  Then Tanya comes back and somehow, 
someway, he managed to goose Greg with the stick.  Greg little more than 
jerks in surprise and laughs it off.

We are all closer friends, all hope to do this again.  The love birds, 
Tanya and Isaac seem happier than ever and Greg, well....weird!


Good Luck Streak Chapt 4

Author is poster, send hate/love mail if you'd like.  This part is the 
latest and is only partial.

"Well oh well lookie what we have here Greg"

So anyway, many beers, and perhaps a month after our night out the new 
"group" of friends sure became an efficent team at work.  School's winter 
semester was almost over with, classes it as it turned out were a 
breeze(in the case of Harriet "Highheels" Jenner, Isaac and I's Eng 100 
professor, breeze was a fashion).  The local community college was sure a 
zoo.  It was right before the holidays and to fulfill the expectant 
merriment, we had to pack tiny red or green bows in the bags.  I can only 
imagine the headlines if some hapless consumer accidentally swallowed a 
bow and is suing for a couple of million.  Kinda pisses you off, don't 
it?  Why couldn't I get the Pepsi can with the hyperdermic needle!  At 
least it would have been easier to see instead of those lucky numbers the 
print on the bottom.

As you can see, some of the odd thoughts I thought as I was packing.  
What a bore it was becoming.  I'm exhausted with my job.  School was 
fine, friends were fine(and so was Isaac's libido), the 
Pastachio's...were tasteless.

EXCITEMENT! I NEED EXCITEMENT! My brain SCREAMED in its tiny shell.  It 
sent a chill down my back.  Oh wait, it could of been the multiple flash 
of lightining and the nearly earthquake level rumble that followed.  More 
rain, it had rain like a motherfuck all week.  We had more rain in one 
day than the average for the entire month of November since 
1830-something.  I kinda enjoyed the dismal grey and the airy noise of 
rain.  It's such a quiet noise but so loud you can't hear anything else.

"So what...Tanya Girl is gonna come pick ya up in this rain?" I asked 
sorta hope she wasn't.

"No, her car's headlights are waterlogged and she can't see a thing, her 
car is useless." He had to yell it to me.

YES! I could only hope.  

"I dunno cause she said she was gonna spend the night at her aunts, the 
whole family is going, because you know they live near the canal and they 
don't want to be there if it overflows." Isaac yelled.

I just gave him a big smile.  As you could've guessed he got the hint and 
a grin formed.

Planning...what what what....devious planning... I know maybe we could 
get naked and do it in the rain somewhere, afterall it was still warm 
outside.  Maybe he could sleep over.

Rain rain rain, pounding rain.... oh wait...someones pounding on the 
door.

Ted, you know our old friend, went to see who it was.  He came back with 
a completely rained out Greg.

"Shit, mud flooded my building's lobby, the elevators broke, electricity 
is out, phones are out, no hot water, everything was soaked!" Greg 
explained.

"Holy shit!"

"So where are ya gonna stay?" I asked.

Why did I even ask that, now I'll feel obligated to have him over which 
puts out the fun with Isaac.  Crap, shit-for-brains wellfare-for-all 
mind!  

"I dunno...here?"

"Umm, why don't you stay at my place, I called the landlord on my break 
she said its rainy but fine at my place." I said.

"You sure man?"

"Yeah, don't worry 'bout it, besides it'll be a bore otherwise."

"Can I come over too?" Isaac beamed over.

"Why even ask!"

About two hours later, my place.....



"What a son of a bitch!"

"Hey, thanks for letting me stay." Greg said.

"No prob, I hope my couch works for you."

"Nah it looks to small I think the floor will work better." 

"Whatever you want." I said shaking my head.

My furniture wasn't all that bad.  Speaking of which, Isaac was all set 
with beer in hand.  What to do now...... sat on the floor near the TV. I 
decided to stay off the brew for tonight.  

"What shit!" thats what we all pretty much thought about what was on TV.

"So when can you get back into your apartment?"

"They said they could get the lobby cleared in no time if the rain would 
just stop.  If its too much I can stay somewhere else after a bit."

"No no don't sweat it." I told Greg.

Isaac was quiet, he looked pretty tired.  No one talked for quite awhile 
and it got really still and quiet except for the rain.  Must be the 
weather -yawn-.  I laid down a bit on the floor, Greg had started to knot 
off on the couch too.  After about 20 minutes I got up to use the toilet.

So, I'm there half alseep with my willie in hand trying to pee when 
FLICK.  The lights are gone, the word "fuck" or something close to it 
came from between my teeth.  I finished up, the whole place was pitch 
dark.  I mean I had to feel for the couch, the walls everything!  I 
walked to the front end of the couch to where I was and I hit somebody.  

"Oh heh....sorry." I said.

Greg moaned. "Greg?" I asked.  All I heard was something like a "Whut".

I turned 180 degrees, if Greg was there then the couch must be about 1 
pace from him.  Got it....ok there was Isaac, I sat next to him.  He was 
barely snoring.  I tried to get comfortable and decided to wait out the 
blackout, sometimes it comes back on quickly.  Everything was silent.  
The loud lights and bright noises of the city streets below were gone.

I wondered how long Greg would end up staying.  Maybe just a day, two, 
three.  Isaac's snoring was making me tired, that rhythmic noise and the 
rain was a definate recipe for sleep.  Then, for some reason he stopped. 
 He yawned and streched a bit.  I didn't say a word and was in such a 
relaxed state that talking would ruin it.  I felt him grope me a few 
times on my leg to see if someone was there, I just sorta moved a bit and 
played sleepy.  

I felt his side of the couch go up, he must've stood up.  Silence.  Then 
I heard him make and aching sigh and the sound of skin of carpet.  Was he 
lying down?  Not quite sure.  It was a few mintues then I heard a sigh.  
It was hard to hear anything with that rain.  I decided to strech out on 
the couch and gradually leaned over slowly.  I tried to get comfortable, 
I'll probably wake up in an hour anyway, and I was tired so I decided to 
make time for sleep.  

Then all sorts to things happened, a humming noise sounded, rising in 
pitch quickly.  The glare on the windows turned white and red, motors 
started running and the lights went on.  I opened my eyes.

Isaac was on the floor with his head resting on Gregs' crotch, Greg was 
up. 

He just looked at me in surprise.  Isaac was groggy but up.  He didn't 
move though.

Now I was getting a look like "What the hell is he doing?" from Greg and 
a "Oh, thats your crotch" act from Isaac.  Both of which I didn't buy.