Date: Mon, 27 Feb 2006 13:02:13 -0800 (PST)
From: jon fair <funwbuns@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Smith's wicked big dick!

   *** Hope you like this story men, it's based on an "older" guy I knew
when I was 20 and he was 40 - old huh?! Now that I'm 45, 40 doesn't seem
so old after all, ah youth! Funny thing is, his name really was Mr.
Smith! Hey, write me if you want, funwbuns@yahoo.com***

   Why "wicked" big you ask? Well, when I was a shy, but handsome young
bottom guy in the Albany NY area 25 years ago, "wicked big" meant like,
"really big." So I was 20, a nice looking young guy, 6', 175#, good
shape, light brown hair, hazel eyes, a sensitive face, lightly hairy
chest, 6" cut, big balls, and a lovely smooth round ass. I was somewhat
experienced, I'd been with a few guys, mostly sucking guys off in high
school, had a couple guys top me, you know, nothing real long term or
intense. It wasn't so easy to be out then, and I did go with girls some
too, maybe as protective coloring, who knows?

   So anyway, I was going to college and working part time in a local
pizza joint. The owner, Mr. Smith, was 40 like I said, 6', 200#, a big
strong guy, with dark blue eyes, short brown hair, mustache, sexy really,
and I was attracted to him, but way too shy about it to make the first
move. He was a pretty nice guy too, firm about business but fair, and I
worked there a few months before anything happened between us. I didn't
know whether he was gay or not, he mentioned dates a few times, but like
I said it was more closeted then.

   I worked Saturday nights and one night was really busy, it was
midnight before we closed and then there was still cleanup. The drivers
left, and the one other guy had to go, so it was just Mr. Smith and I to
clean up. He gave me a friendly squeeze on the shoulder, saying he
appreciated it, and we went to it. Between the two of us it wasn't too
bad actually, and we were done around 1:00am. Mr. Smith smiled at me,
gave me a pat on the back, and said,

   "Jamie, really good of you to help like this. Let me buy you a beer,
how about it?"

   I was game, and we went to a local tavern. It was pretty quiet there,
and we sat in a booth and had a few beers. Mr. Smith was very good at
making me feel relaxed and comfortable, and he was fun and friendly to
talk to. I found myself telling him all sorts of things, and he was a
very good listener. We got pretty friendly, and the talk turned to girls,
sex, you know, and next thing was Mr. Smith inviting me to come over to
his apartment where he had some good hash he said. He didn't need to
twist my arm, I was busy in my mind with fantasies involving me and what
looked like a healthy bulge in his pants.

   He didn't live too far away, and the hash he had was definitely good,
left me feeling very loose and easy. The talk turned to sex again, and we
started flipping through some sex mags he had. One of them had a nice
shot of a girl on her hands and knees, with a stud behind her feeding her
his cock right up the ass. I smiled at that one, and when Mr. Smith (Ted
as he wanted me to call him,) asked if I liked that, had I ever done anal
sex with a girl, I answered,

    "Yes, I mean well sort of, I uh...." Oh boy, what was I saying?! Ted
smiled and put his hand on my leg and told me to level with him, that it
was OK, and I found myself admitting that while I'd never had anal sex
with a girl, I had with guys a few times, me being the "girl." He kept
his hand on my thight and put his arm around my shoulder, telling me that
it was cool, that he'd sensed that about me, and that he thought I was a
very attractive young man.

   Oh my god! It was so cool, we just started kissing and petting, and
when Ted asked me to stand up and undress for him I was happy to oblige.
He watched hungrily as I stripped for him, and standing up pulled me to
him and kissed me deeply while fondling my ass with both hands. I could
feel a big bulge in his pants, and when I started to kiss my way down his
neck and chest, unbuttoning his shirt, he sighed in pleasure and lightly
stroked my hair. I sank down to my knees and as I started to undo his
pants he quietly said,

   "Jamie, I'm pretty big down there, but don't be scared, I'll be
gentle..."

   I looked up and smiled, thinking of a guy or two I'd known who I had
thought of as hung; little did I know what hung was! When I got his belt
undone, pants unzipped and started to roll his briefs down over his manly
bulge I got a real thrill. I mean now this was hung! His cock was cut,
mostly hard, and already almost 8" it looked like, amd thick to boot. I
looked up, mouth parted in surprise and lust for that big thing, and Ted
smiled at me and gently moved my head down to his cock, telling me that
yes, he was a bit over 8" when rock hard, and he was sure I was going to
make him so!

   Oh I did alright. The whole thing was a huge turnon, and I was
absolutely fascinated by his cock. I mean, I loved cock, but this big
tool totally dominated me! His balls were awesome too, big hairy hanging
things, when I cupped them in my hand they filled it to overflowing. I
leaned in to my task, and started to lick and kiss up and down the length
of him while fondling his balls with one hand and using the other to
massage and support the shaft of his cock. I had to open real wide to get
the smooth head of his cock in my mouth, and I could taste a drop of pre
cum as he pushed it in just a hair.

   I couldn't believe his cock, it was so big and thick now that it was
hard, it filled my mouth like no other dick ever had. I consciously
worked at it, relaxing my jaw, tipping my head, so I could take more of
him in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked up and down the
shaft, taking it more and more in my mouth, and stroking the rest of that
fat thing with my hand. Ted loved what I was doing, as he gently rocked
on his heels, in rhythm with the blowjob I was giving him, he started to
leak more pre cum. I knew he was close, and readied myself for it. When
he started to cum he tensed, then pushed at me and with a deep groan
started to pump thick sticky blasts of cum into my mouth. His cock so
filled my mouth it was hard to swallow it all, I did my best but some
leaked out and ran over my lips and down my chin.

   Ted was totally turned on by my youth, my eagerness and willingness to
take his big cock, and after laying there cuddling and kissing for a
while he was getting hard again. He rolled me onto my stomach and kissed
his way down to my ass, licking the crack of my ass, kissing and nibbling
on my ass cheeks, making me feel so good. Then he got off the bed for a
moment and came back with some lube and resumed fondling and kissing my
ass, and also lightly rubbing lube around my crack and asshole. I was
very horny and ready, and sighed happily as he slipped a finger into me.

   After a few more minutes of this he got me to my hands and knees,
telling me that it might hurt a little at first but he'd be gentle, and
he knew I wanted it. Oh god, did I ever! Even so, when I felt how big the
head of his cock felt when it first pushed against my asshole I felt a
little nervous! When he forced the first inch or so in I gasped, it
really did hurt a little. He paused patiently, stroking the sides of my
ass cheeks and quietly telling me to relax, to not fight it...

   I shifted and wriggled a little to better acocmodate him, and let
myself relax a little. It took a few rounds of this routine but in a
while he was more than half way in, and then in one smooth long stroke he
sank his cock all the way home in me. Oh how I gasped and quivered as
he spiked my college ass with his huge cock! It still hurt a little, but
I wanted it, I wanted him, and he was in charge now.

   Ted fucked me for some time in long, slow, deep strokes, every
incoming thrust shoving me forward, face pressed into the bedcovers, I
was half drooling, mouth parted, panting as he gave me a fucking like I'd
never had before. It seemed like forever that he rode me like that, and
then he started to breath sharp and fast, hungrily ramming into me,
making me moan and gasp louder, I was saying his name over and over,
calling out O God O God O God... When he forced himself in one final huge
shove and started to strain against me, hands clenching my asscheeks like
mad, I moaned and cried out like a girl might, O O O O !!! Ted pumped and
shoved against me, cumming and cumming, and finally he slowed down and
then gradually leaned into me and on top of me, pressing me into the bed
with his huge dick now softening in my hard used college boy hole. In a
few minutes he lifted up and pulled out, and I rolled over, cock aching,
and jerked myself off, shooting across my stomach and up my chest as he
lay there, stroking me and telling me what a  good piece of ass I was...

   I worked at that job for a few more months, and most nights after work
went home with Mr. Smith and made love to his wicked big dick. One night
though he got drunk and beat me up after fucking me, and while I was a
horny, even slutty young guy, that wasn't for me, so that was the end of
it. Fortunately though it wasn't the end of big dicks! ;-)