Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2003 02:52:12 +0000
From: Mark Nimrod <mark_nimrod1980@hotmail.com>
Subject: Velvet Coalmine

Ever since Nathanial moved next door he intrigued me. He was single, in his
late 20's and worked at one of the coalmines out of town. Every afternoon he
would pull up in his pick up and go inside. He didn't seem to keep company;
he was quiet and never said much except for a pleasant "hello" or a smile.
He was the incarnation of Jesus Christ with his long dark hair, goatee and
piercing crystal blue eyes. His medium to slight build and his porcelain,
masculine face always seemed to be marred by grit or coal dust.

When Nathanial first moved next door, my attraction to him wasn't as
intense. But now I was 17 and my feelings towards my own sex was stronger
than ever. It was a hunger that led me to hours of masturbation and
fantasizing. My particular interest in Nathanial began when I saw him one
afternoon retrieve his mail from his mailbox in nothing but a towel. My eyes
fell on his body, a small diamond of hair accentuated his chest. I tried not
to stare, our eyes met; he just gave a smile and ran back inside.

In light of my new obsession, I fantasized and watched Nathanial's movement
over the next few months. This obsessive behavior resulted in me devising a
scheme to get intimate with Nathanial, even if he wasn't present. By
breaking into his house while he was gone I would have an opportunity to
peer into his life and satisfy my hunger in the need for a man and more
importantly my need for him.

So one morning I watched him leave for work and waited a couple of hours. I
then went straight for his backyard and staked out a point of entry.
Perfect. What seemed to be the bathroom window was left opened and I wasted
no time in climbing in and through.

Once in his small, slightly untidy bathroom my eyes were drawn straight away
to a cluster of dirty clothes on the floor. A shirt, some pants and right in
the middle the greatest treasure, a pair of Nathanial's underwear. I pulled
the navy y-fronts to my face and inspected them. In the crutch were stains I
knew well; I could smell the mixture of his stale piss and cock funk. I drew
the crotch to my nose and smelt deep. His smell melted me and my cock now
stirred at the scent of his thick manly smells. I licked at the cum stains
trying to refresh them, they became slightly sticky and could taste the
faint salty flavor of cum. A taste I had come quite acquired to from
drinking my own for some time now.

I smelt further down where his scrotum would rest and could smell the rich
aroma of his ball sweat. I traced the smell along to the backside of the
underpants and copped the strongest smell of Nathanial's ass funk. It was
strong, intoxicating and had me hard as hell. So hard that I pulled out my 7
inch cut cock and wrapped his briefs around my pulsating dick. I then took
off my own pants and replaced them with his underpants. I was so turned on I
wanted to cum everywhere but I refrained and got dressed leaving Nathanial's
briefs on.

I walked out of the bathroom and down the hall into his living area. I
checked out his CDs and books and took in the aroma of a young single man,
one I desired so greatly. I walked back down the hall and followed the heavy
scent of testosterone to what had to be his bedroom.

His room was also slightly untidy; his bed was unmade but looked very
appealing. The floor was littered with clothes and work manuals. I inspected
his bed immediately. As anticipated his sheets were covered in spunk stains
and I wasted no time in sniffing them, scratching at them and tasting them.
To my greater surprise was a cum filled condom I spied on the floor just
aside the bed. I grasped it immediately and smelt inside the rubber. The
smell of his quim had me hard again; I just had to taste it. I squeezed the
end of it to bring his jizz to the surface, careful not to spill and waste a
drop. I extended my tongue and tasted his seed, it was cold but its taste
was still heaven.

I lay back on his bed and removed my clothes and gently started rubbing my
cock, that fat mushroom head of my cock nearly exploding. I dipped my finger
in Nathanial's spent condom and ever so gently rubbed his cum around my
tight virgin pucker, gently pushing the tip of my finger in my asshole. By
this moment I was so hot and I glided the condom with the remainder of his
cum over my turgid rod. It was heavenly. I felt his slippery quim roll over
my sensitive cock head bringing me close to climax. I closed my eyes and
moaned.

" Hey Goldilocks, have you been sleeping in my bed"

My eyes flew open and there in the doorway was Nathanial. He was covered in
grime and sweat, staring at me up and down with a smirk laced across his
face. I jerked upright and was speechless.

" Uh, umm, look man, its not what it seems..." I stammered.

He walked toward me and pressed his index finger to my lips to silence me.
He then lit a cigarette and undid hid trouser fly. He put his hand in his
trousers and withdrew a semi hard 9 inches of uncut bliss; the girth of his
cock was incredible with what looked like a baby's arm staring back at me.
He motioned it toward me and drew on his cigarette. I could smell the tang
of his penis and lightly brushed my lips over his foreskin. I grabbed his
cock with my hand and retracted the foreskin and swirled my tongue around
his now throbbing gland. He moaned and I continued to lick under the
foreskin, then deep throating him and let him begin to face fuck me as he
gently rubbed his slender man hands through my hair.

I licked down the shaft and all over his balls, my own cock demanding by
this stage. Nathanial stubbed out his smoke and undressed. I laid back and
he climbed on the bed and squatted over my face.

" Eat my ass out man, I know u crave It.," he grunted whilst pulling his
cock.

I felt the heat of his asshole over my face. I went dizzy with the thick man
scent exuding from his hot hole. I put my nose right on his hole and
breathed in, I then ran my moist tongue along his pucker, and his musty
taste was delicious. At that moment he bent down and felt his mouth go down
on my erection. He bobbed viciously, licking my piss slit and then taking my
whole cock. I was in a frenzy of lust. By this stage my tongue was entering
him, tasting his inside and his hole expanding for more. His moans confirmed
his pleasure. He stopped.

" Roll over man, I want to prepare you for my cock." he said in a voice so
tender.

I obliged whole-heartedly and I felt the long wet strokes of his tongue on
my own hole. His hands had my ass spread wide and he licked, eating
hungrily, putting his whole mouth to work on it. I bucked and squirmed my
ass into his face feeling depths of pleasure never felt before. He would
stop to spit on my pucker the gently rub and probe my hole with his fingers.

He continued licking, moistening and fingering me. He then grabbed my waist
and guided my ass to his groin. I could feel the heat of his cock, then I
felt the head of it softly bubbing at my hole. He would tease his cock head
with my sphincter and then applied the slightest pressure. I felt his
bulbous cock head pop inside of my anus. He stopped and rubbed my back
softly. In the paramount of ecstasy I felt him slowly sink inside of me. Any
initial pain was drowned by the pure pleasure of the experience.

I felt all of him inside to the hilt. I cried and groaned, he reached under
and stroked my cock which by now was oozing pre-cum. He started to slowly
pump, I could feel myself starting to loose control, his cock head pushing
and jerking my cum button, he started to fuck me harder. He would withdraw
most his length then slam in. I felt his balls against mine and was in pure
heaven with my dream man breeding me. I was so close; every stroke he made
was bringing me undone.

" I'm gonna cum, I want to taste you Nate." I cried.


With that he grabbed my cock head and I unloaded in his palm. His cock in my
ass and jet after jet of cum pumping into his hand. He fucked harder,
withdrew his hand and licked hungrily at my quim on his hand. He grabbed my
ass, pumped hard twice more and withdrew. I spun around, he grabbed my head,
my mouth found his cock head and at that moment I felt his cum spray in
several huge spurts over my tongue and down my throat. His seed was thick
and strong and potent in taste. He groaned as he clutched my head, filling
my mouth with the last of his cum in small shuddering grunts and jerks.

He collapsed on the bed, his cock jerking spasmodically and slumber falling
over his body. I fell next to him and held his sweaty body. Breathing heavy.
Words futile in our exhaustion, we slept.

By Mark Nimrod


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