Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2012 16:32:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Cant Tellyouyet <chefinthewild@yahoo.com> Subject: size does matter part III for the gay adult friends section The usual disclaimers apply, if your not supposed to be then leave. Do not duplicate this story without my permission. This is a work of fiction so if any parts of it resembles someone in real life its not intended. Since this is fantasy disease doesn't exist so use condoms to protect yourself. Got on a bit of a roll here so here's part three had the idea and had to get started on it just hours after sending the last one. And the positive review just keep on coming without anything negative so far. But that's just after the first part being posted. Bonus points to anyone that knows what song the title of this part comes from. Size Does Matter (To Me) Part III: The music you were playing really blew my mind.... A few weeks later found Alex where he was every Sunday at noon. Sitting on his mothers porch enjoying some sweet tea and sharing some gossip with her and his aunt. Since his dad passed away three years ago he spent every Sunday with his mom doing little chores and enjoying a meal. They had just finished the dishes and were settling back down when his phone rang. The tune to Bad Boys started playing which meant the office was calling. Linda the weekend receptionist, a sweet young thing was on the line. "Hey there big guy I know its you standing day off but we have a noise complaint. And since I know your at your moms could you check it out its right down the street." "Well hello to you too. Ya we hear some music playing but I thought it was just coming from next door I'll check it out." His aunt Beth's eyes lit up "Oh do I finally get to see my big bad nephew in action?" Chuckling Alex shook his head "Hardly im just going to go tell some kids to keep it down. Thanks for lunch mom I'll talk to you later." With a quick peck on her forehead he strolled down the street following the sounds of music when a familiar old tune started up making him smile. We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Say you don't know me or recognize my face Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place Knee deep in the hoopla sinking in your fight Too many runaways eating up the night Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Someone always playing corporation games Who cares they're always changing corporation names We just want to dance here someone stole the stage They call us irresponsible write us off the page Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll It's just another Sunday, in a tired old street Police have got the choke hold, oh then we just lost the beat Who counts the money underneath the bar Who rides the wrecking ball in to our rock guitars Don't tell us you need us, 'cos we're the ship of fools Looking for America, coming through your schools Don't you remember Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll He walked up the driveway to the open garage watching his old friend and neighbor Jeff tapping out the beat on the drums. Clapping as they finished he gave a wolf whistle "Wow I haven't heard that song in years its an old fav." Jeff stood up and came around shaking his hand "What can we do for ya big guys got a request?" "Ya sorry guys but I'm on official/unofficial business. The station got a call complaining about the noise could you turn it down a bit?" "No problem its just easy to get carried away when your rockin out. We usually practice in Shane's basement but it got flooded so we can't use it for a while." Jeff said with a small frown. That's when Alex really noticed him for the first time. About five foot nine a hundred forty pounds dark hair and scruffy beard and glasses. Wearing tan slacks and a light blue button up shirt he was the epitome of nerdyness holding a guitar that looked too big for him. Shaking his head he realized he was staring. "Sorry zoned out there for a sec. Well guys you sound good but just keep it down or they will have to send out the real cops." Laughing Jeff just said "No problem man don't want to wake the grizzly." "But you should come check us out we are playing at the Dirty Jug on Friday." The Dirty Jug was one of only three bars in town and frequented by the younger crowd. Thinking on his schedule Alex agreed to show up. "Sure why not. I know they miss me there at least with me there the kids will behave." "Well not everyplace can have a super bouncer. If you hadn't become a cop you could be raking it in as private security." "Anyway I have to get going I walked over to my moms and my place is just a few blocks away gotta go feed the dog." With a last look over at Shane Alex started his way home hoping his growing erection wasn't showing too much. Arriving home he whistled and if not for his size he would have been bowled over by the St. Bernard jumping up on him. Wrestling around a bit before feeding her he remembered rescuing her. They had just busted a dog fighting ring on a farm on the outskirts of the county and found the at the time little puppy cowering in a cage malnourished and very sick. But that was four years ago and now she was a two hundred pound monster. Ironically before he know what kind of dog she was he named her Mini. The rest of the week went by without to many problems. Just the usual speeding ticket and call out. Getting off his shift Friday Alex raided his closet trying to pick out something to wear. It had been a while since he just went out to the bar to enjoy himself. Settling on a pair of ass hugging jeans, a light blue wife beater and a open button down green shirt. He almost put on his cowboy hat but instead just donned a ball cap and wide belt with the grizzly head buckle. His dad had gotten him the belt back in high school when he started hearing all his friends calling him the grizzly. Laughing out he thought if his dad only know what that meant to most guys now. Pulling his black F-150 into the lot he got a few stares. Before he even made it to the door someone shouted at him. "Can't I get one night out at the bar without you trying to ruin it?" It was the Davies kid. "I think you have that the other way around I am off duty but I'd hate to have to call someone." In a big huff he grabbed the bimbo he was with by the arm and quickly walked off the other way. Sam the current bouncer shook his had with a big grin "Never seen that kid leave so fast boy am I glad your here tonight." Alex just said "What can I say im good at getting rid of the trash." After taking a seat at a table close to the small stage Jessica the fiftyish redhead that's been working at the Dirty Jug longer then anyone can remember came over to take his order. Still a bit of a looker she pushed Alex back in his seat straddled his lap and gave him a kiss no man gay or straight could forget. "Boy you have been gone far too long. Your just about the only man to work here I couldn't work my charms on and im not going to give up." Gently picking her up he swung her around in a bear hug and set her down. "You know very well that my mother would kill us both if anything ever happened between us. After all you were her maid of honor. Pouting she said "I know but a girl can dream can't she?" "So what the hell do you want?" "I'll just stick with some southern comfort and coke for now." "OK Hun I'll be right back." For a while various people sat and chatted with him. He avoided the question of when he is going to meet a girl and settle down. His usual excuse of him being to busy with work seemed to still be working so he stuck with it. A few of the old timers came by asking when he was finally going to announce his bid for sheriff. "Don't believe everything Herb tells you guys I am perfectly happen where I am. I am NOT going to run." By then the band had set up and started their set. In no time people where up and dancing to the eighty's and ninety hits being played. When he didn't have girls dragging him onto the dance floor to make a fool of himself he was staring at Shane who looked completely out of place on stage. While all the other guys were wearing either jeans or short and tees Shane wore black slacks and a sweater vest over another button over. Once again Alex thought he is such a nerd all he needs is a pocket protector. And at the same time so fucking hot. Never had a guy turned him on this much and he hadn't even seen him naked or spoke to him. At the end of the night the band was given a standing ovation. They were a hit with the crowd and now had a standing gig every Friday night. Alex offered to buy them a round to celebrate and all but Shane accepted. He simply turned to the bar and ordered himself a beer talking quietly with anyone around but wouldn't even look Alex's way. Getting put off Alex asked Jeff what Shane's deal was. Jeff just said not to take it personally. That Shane got picked on a lot and really didn't like jocks. That pissed off Alex a bit he had never had anything bad to say about anyone. If anything he went out of his way to help people and make friends. Getting home he was worked up pissed at being singled out just cause he was a big popular guy and horny from watching the hottest guys he had ever seen in person gyrate on stage. And it made it worse being the same guy. There was only one thing to do about it right now. Stripping off his clothes he put in some porn and grabbed some lube and a dildo with a suction cup on its base. Sticking the nine inch thick cock to the foot board to his bed he spent a moment lubing his ass with several fingers. To frustrated to take his time he gritted his teeth and sat down hard with a grunt and a growl and started bouncing watching his favorite porn duo eat each others asses and fuck. He would stop every few minutes with his ass full to stroke his ten inches of steel hard cock. Forty minutes later he did something he had tried and succeeded in doing once before. With the dildo planted firmly up his ass he pulled it off the foot board laid back and swung his legs over his head. And with some strain he was able to get his cock head in his mouth and sucked and licked hard while his other hand worked the dildo in less then a minute he blew his load almost drowning himself. Coughing and choking he dropped his legs rubber dick still in his ass and passed out. One bad thing about having a great orgasm he always passed out when he was done. OK guys part III is done and while I was writing this someone emailed me saying I should have added more back story on how he got to be where he is. All I have to say is be patient grasshopper. I've always been a fan of having flashbacks in a story so it will be coming willing that you guys still want to read it. As usual all constructive criticism appreciated. chefinthewild@yahoo.com