Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2002 09:07:17 -0500
From: rfsc48@hotmail.com
Subject: LA-and-Tony

A few years ago, I lived in a luxury apartment complex in southern
California. A great guy
named TONY lived across the hall.  TONY was a very well-liked guy around
town.  He owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a
week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course.
He had a great knack for making everyone feel comfortable and ready for fun.
Wherever he went, a party seemed to follow.  We became great, close friends.
We threw many parties for the complex, using both our suites; we golfed,
sailed and worked out together. We "doubled" often and TONY always had a
great looking date. I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for any
length of time, but there was never a lack of potential mates for him. I
liked him immensely.  He was a wild crazy guy, about 6'2" tall very well
built and confident.  He was also a real practical joker and, if some stunt
of his were too much for me, I'd tell him.  It was never easy for me to get
the best of TONY, physically. I threw a surprise party for him, on his
thirty-second birthday.  It was held at my place, and I told all the guests
to bring cheap wigs and gag gifts.  The one thing TONY was sensitive about
was his thinning hair. You can imagine the laughs we all had watching him
open the gifts and trying each one of them on. He got right into the spirit
of things and even had the other guests trying them on.  But he promised me
he'd get me back for this insult to his pride when I least expected it.
Weeks later, I came home late from an exhausting workday, fixed a sandwich
and plopped into bed to watch some television. Except for the light from the
set, my room was dark. After an hour or so, I got pretty lonely and started
feeling myself. I was getting aroused, so I rolled over and began grinding
my hips into the mattress. The friction of the silk sheets as I rubbed my
swollen cock head against them felt fabulous. I was in the total ecstasy of
bringing myself off when suddenly the whole bed seemed to erupt beneath me,
lifting me up and flinging me off onto the floor.  I instantly thought of an
earthquake, but the rest of the room was still. I jumped up and looked at
the bed. There was that idiot TONY under the bed, the mattress pushed half
off by his legs as he lay laughing at me on his back. He was howling, and I
did a quick take wondering how the hell he got into my apartment, crawled
under the bed, and waited for just the right moment to knock me off. Then I
realized I was standing in front of him with nothing on
and more than half hard. Embarrassed, I screamed "You fucking dummy", and
yanked him
to his feet.  He broke loose and ran for the door. A flying tackle brought
him down and we wrestled around the room until I finally pinned him down. It
was wild and spontaneous,
and lying on top of him naked, embarrassed at being surprised with a
hard-on, really
turned me on.  TONY was still laughing. Because I had gotten so hard when we
struggled,
I felt self-conscious about letting him up. We lay there chuckling and
trying to catch our breaths. I could feel his heavy breathing as his chest
heaved against my own. With me hard against him I was sure he would notice
in a second that I wasn't just still hot from humping my bed. So I tried to
get up, but TONY saw how rigid I was and started laughing again. I did too.
We fell back on the bed together, laughing into each other's shoulder about
my predicament. His hands came up and caressed me at the bottom of my spine,
and I half-jokingly mimicked a passionate grind against his thighs. He
rubbed both hands over the back of my ass and really seemed to be getting
turned on. A nervous chuckle started in my throat, but I swallowed it in a
gulp. My cock throbbed against him, and he whispered in my ear "Got you." I
could feel his cock grow hard beneath his pants,
and I gulped again. The blood was pounding in my neck and I imagined he must
have been able to hear it. I tried to pull away again and drew my knees up,
but that pushed my dick across his growing hard-on, and my stomach muscles
began to quiver. It was an electric moment. Then TONY responded.  His hands
slipped over my tight ass muscles and he pulled me harder against him.  He
raised his hips at the same time to rub the hard ridge in his pants against
me.  I felt weak. He kissed my neck and I felt his cock throb against mine.
Then he rolled me onto my back and my rock hard shaft stood up and plopped
against my belly. He cupped my balls in his hand and  gripped the base in
his fist. He looked down as he began to stroke my shaft and squeeze its
head. He rotated his thumb and forefinger firmly around that sensitive ridge
at the base of my swollen glans, and my cock pulsed so hard it lifted his
hand. I groaned and he started to slip his free hand under the small of my
back. I arched up so that he could encircle my waist.  My legs slid wide
apart. As he stroked down to the base of my cock, my thighs stiffened, as
well as my cock. I hoped he would suck me. He rubbed my balls gently and
played with the hair between my legs. When I rolled into him, I felt the
coldness of his belt buckle against the hot tip of my dick. I ached to
explode but didn't know what I should do next. Trembling, I reached between
us and rubbed TONY's cock through his pants. It was a wild sensation to feel
a friend's hard cock throb against my hand while the moistness of his
excitement soaked through the cloth and wet my fingers. We were both kind of
stunned. I think it was because we were aroused like this, but we let the
excitement play out. "Let's do this right" he whispered. He took off his
shirt, then rolled away and I heard him unbuckle and unzip his pants. He sat
up and pulled them off. I watched his back muscles flex at the effort. Then
he lay back and I could see his flat lower abdomen and the dark curly hair
at the base of his long, solid cock.  It was gloriously different to feel
him roll naked against me, feel my dick rub against his hot cock, feel my
leg slip between his hairy legs and his cool, moist hands cupping my ass and
grinding me against him as I pulled him to me. He rubbed his chin through
the hair on my chest and nipped the tip of my right nipple between his
teeth. A sensational shock ran from there to my groin. I came instantly, in
torrents! I seemed to cum in waves forever, and I continued to throb as he
ground his cock to orgasm against my own. When he came, he moaned quietly as
if we might get caught by someone.  He told me that he needed to clean up
and got up and turned on the bathroom light. I pulled the bed together while
he washed himself and I began to recover some poise and started to laughed
about what had just transpired. "What's so funny?" he asked.  I walked to
the bathroom doorway to explain, feeling a little guilty about what we had
done. TONY was wiping his belly with a washcloth. The water dripped down to
his groin and glistened in his pubic hair. He was still hard, and as he
wiped I felt that weak feeling again. I watched him rub the cloth over the
shaft of his dick. He had a huge cock.  "Let's get cleaned up together," I
suggested. We both headed for the shower.  He ducked under the spray with
me. I washed the cum from my body. He took my soft prick in one hand and
stroked his hardness with the other. I began to get hard again watching him
stroke us both. Then he knelt in the spray and slid my half-hard cock into
his mouth. He sucked me until I was as hard as I had been earlier,
concentrating his tongue on the tip of my cock.  I stepped out of the spray
and pulled TONY more into it and knelt before him. I explored his body with
my mouth. His hard cock pulsed against my chest and neck as I buried my face
in the matted wet hair that ran from his belly to his groin. I took the
shaft in my hand and put my mouth over the tip. It was warm, wet, tautly
smooth and solid. TONY moaned and slid his hands around the back of my neck.
I thought he wanted me to suck him deeper and I tried to swallow the whole
length of his shaft, I couldn't, so I sucked all around the tip, running my
tongue around the firm ridge there as he had done to mine. I could taste a
bit of his cum and began to feel hot again. I bobbed my head, sliding his
dick into my mouth as far as I could go without gagging. Returning to the
tip and then sucking him deeper, I got into it. I sucked and licked him
firmly until he began to pump himself to his own special rhythm. He came
very hard, staggering against me, and moaning loudly, his prick jerking as
his cum spilled onto my tongue. I swallowed his warm load and then sucked
him until his trembling stopped. TONY pulled me to my feet, and he whispered
"Thanks buddy!" and kissed me deep, sharing the taste of the load he had
just given me. TONY and I repeated that shower scene many times, and slept
together whenever mutual lust presented itself.