From: Marc Mustacchio <marc@interactive.net> Subject: MY ALL DAY SEXATHON PART 2: THE LANDSCAPER Date: Mon, 20 Jan 1997 21:38:57 GMT *****The following is a work of fiction, so are all characters & events. Any resemblence to events past or present is strictly a coinsedence.**** PART I: THE PAPERBOY I had the day off from work. I had worked five shifts in three days and deserved a day to myself. I wanted to sleep in, but my paperboy, Ned, had different ideas. Ned was a cute 16 year old stud, muscular, a soccer player. He was on the other side of my door for his money at 5:00. I am usually gone to work at that time, so when he saw the car in my driveway, he rang the doorbell. I sleep in green hospital scrubs without underwear. I was pissed when I was awakened at this hour on my day off, but was pleased when I saw Ned. I let him in. We chatted small talk briefly, then I went upstairs to get his money. When I came back downstairs, he was on the sofa naked, stroking a cock that had to be at least 9". He was hot! I approached him, got on my knees and licked his butt hole. I moved my tongue up his balls and cock shaft. It was a long way to that head, but when I was there, I deep-throated him in one shot. Being a bottom since I was his age, I was an experienced cocksucker. He reached down and pulled my drawstrings and I stood up, taking them off. He stood and we kissed. I held him tight, fulfilling a long time fantasy of mine. He turned me around and I got on the floor on my stomach. He spread my legs and knealt between them. His cock was raging and I couldn't wait to feel it inside of me. He put the tip in and found that I wasn't as tight as he had thought. (As I said I had been a bottom for many years.) He fucked me hard! The harder he fucked, the more I screamed for more. I felt his cock throbbing in my ass. I had a hard-on of my own, I picked my ass up and jerked my cock. He grabbed my hips and fucked me harder. I said to him that I didn't want him to shoot his load in my ass, I wanted him to pump it down my mouth. I just love the taste of cum--especially the cum of a young, hot babe like this one. He turned me over and jerked my cock a little before he moved his hot body to my mouth. I gripped his cock between my lips and sucked it hard. He moaned, fucking my face. Then he shot a load from that huge cock, continuuing his face-fucking. I swallowed as much as I could, licking the rest up later. Then I shot my load into the air, still choking down his load. We stood and embraced. It was 5:30 now and he had to go...school. To bad he couldn't play hookey and spend the day fucking me. Another day, perhaps. But I didn't need his cock anyway. For my day of cocks had just begun... PART II: The Landscaper After the paperboy left, I went to take a shower. His smell was still on me, turning me on. I closed my eyes and saw his cute face, wishing he were still with me. The water ran down my face. Then I heard the sound of a lawn mower. With great energy, I toweled off and made a cup of coffee to take out onto my deck. There was Doug, my landscaper. He was adorable, a short hair cut, a tanned body, and a nicely shaped bulge. He wore cutoff jeans and hitop sneakers without socks. They flopped up and down as he walked. When he was done he walked up the deck stairs and sat down next to me. "Good morning," he said. "What's up." "Oh I don't know...this, perhaps." He put his hand on my throbbing bulge. "I think we need to go inside now, don't you?" "Why? There's plenty of cover out here." There was. A big elm tree shaded the deck and tall juniper bushes made us seem very secluded. He slipped off his sneakers and stood up. I undid the button on his jeans and took him in my mouth. It was a dream cum true for me. Since I hired him, i'd been after his cock, now I had it firmly between my lips and his was fucking my face. I took his thrusts like a real cocksucker, licking the underside of his cock as he forced it into me. Then he pulled out and took my hand. I stood. We embraced and kissed. His tongue was very long and it swabbed my throat. He licked my nipples, sliding my briefs down as he did. Doug got on his knees and began sucking my cock. It was very sensitive and I felt close to creaming him, but his manipulated my balls in such a way that made the urge to cum disipate. He also started to put a couple of fingers in my ass. Next he turned my around and started to tongue the inner walls of my ass. He rimmed me, placing spit goobers in my ass and spreading them around with his fingers. He sat me on the deck table and I took his cock in my mouth again, just to moisten it. He knealt on the table and grabbed my ribs, my feet were on his chest. He inserted his cock into my ass and started fucking me--slow at first--teasing me. Then when he knew I could take it, he went faster and harder. He fucked me good, my feet pushed against his chest. He took the left one into his hand and started to suck my toes. Doug was actually sucking my toes! I stroked my cock as he pounded my ass. I was all focused on him. My attention was his. I dreamed of this day all year...now it had become a fucking reality. He pulled out when he was ready and jerked off over my crotch. I rushed into a sitting position and swallowed his cock to the base; he came, hitting my tonsils and I swallowed his tasty load. He jerked me off and I had an amazing orgasm. I saw stars. Doug was an awesome fuck! "WOW!" I said. "Yeah," Doug was still dazed. "Didn't think you swallowed." "Be a waste not to." He smiled and got dressed. I did the same. He started down the deck stairs, but turned. "You know the guy next door who suns himself every day at 11:00?" "Yeah." "He told me he wants to fuck you," he said with a wink. "Until next week." Eleven O'clock...Wow! Only an hour to recoup from Doug. PART III THE COLLEGE STUD NEXT DOOR After the landscaper left I was so excited. Michael, the 20 year old home from college actually wanted to fuck me. I couldn't believe it. I figured, a big man on campus, President of the Student Senate, and head of the Delta Lamda Lamda Fraternity would have girls gallore to fuck. But... It was 10:00 when the landscaper left and I knew that Michael was always outside sunning himself at 11A--you could set your watch to it. So I put on my shortest, tightest pair of denim shorts i could find and sat out on my deck and waited. Sure enough at 11:00, Michael emerged onto his deck. The sun was at its strongest on his deck, my deck had been shaded already. I watched him as he sat out on his lounge chair. He had a walkman in his ears. He smiled and gave me a wave. My cock grew--it was bulging against my denim. He laid down facing away from me. I then took action. I walked over to his house and climbed his deck stairs. He was wearing sunglasses. I stood against the wall with my legs crossed over each other. I stared at his cock outline in his briefs. My heart was pounding, I prayed that the landscaper hadn't been telling me a lie and I would emerge from here with a black eye. Then he looked over at me. He removed his shades. His blue eyes twinkled in the sunlight. He was beautiful. Long shoulder length blond hair, a rippled chest, firm abs, muscular thighs, and very nice feet. I wanted to jump him right there. "Hello," he said. "Hi," I returned in a weak voice. "You spoke with our landscaper I see." I smiled...no black eye. "Yes." "You're late. I expected you an hour ago." He slid his briefs off. His cock was flacid, but he worked it and it became firm in a matter of seconds. He was horny and so was I. I needed him now! "Wanna go inside?" I asked. "Nope," he said. I got on my knees and put his cock into my mouth. I took it all at once. It was about 7 and a half, but fat and cut. It tasted wonderful. I put it in my mouth and tasted his pre-cum. It oozed down my throat. I closed my eyes. This was a fantasy cum true for me. I moved my mouth up and down his veiny shaft. I was thrilled by the amount of pre-cum...he must have been very horny. He pushed my head up and stood. He flattened the lounge chair and told me to lay on my stomach. I did so immediately. He felt my ass, running his bony fingers in and out of the hole. He got behind me and spread my ass cheeks wide. He collected a spit goober and deposited in it, rubbing it around my anal cavity with his hand. I moaned. He lifted one of my legs and kissed the soft spot of my left foot, tonguing it. I laughed. My cock was really oozing. He gripped his cock and spread my ass cheeks. I felt the head of his cock penetrate me. I moaned as I felt all 7.5" go in me at the same time. He knew my reputation. Then he began to pound me. I mean really fuck me. He sent chills down my spine and cum up my shaft. I came on the towel he was lying on. Sweat poured from my face. He continued to drive his cock deep inside my anal cavity. I felt every inch. Man did it feel good. He shot his load in me. I felt the first wad enter, then a second, then a third. He was fucking me the whole time he was cuming. He fell on top of. I turned to him and we kissed. It was a deep soulful kiss. Lots of tongue. "You liked that, huh?" he said. "Yeah." "Are you into groups?" "Sure!" I said. He thought a moment. "Why?" "I know a few of my frat buds who'd love a piece of you." "Send them over. You know my address." He nodded. "Can you handle it?" I laughed... PART IV THE BOYS OF DELTA LAMBDA LAMBDA I was excited! My neighbor was actually going to contact some of his brothers. I waited anxiously for the doorbell to ring. How many were going to be here? Was I to partake in my first actual orgy? Oh what suspense. My dick was throbbing now for sure and I was ready for anything. At 12 noon, the bell rang. I, dressed only in denim shorts, opened it. There were 3 stunning hunks on my door step. A blond, dressed in a tank top, blue jeans, and work boots; a dirty blond, dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops; and a dark-haired European dude with a drop curl wearing black speedos and nothing else. They were hunks! They entered and introduced themselves. Brett was the blond; Kirby was the drop-curled stud; and Brendon was the dirty-blond. They each had thobbing bulges that I could see. I got to my knees in instant praise of these gods. Kirby and Brendon took their dicks out and I put both of them in my mouth. They were big and hearty. Brett came around to my back side and I got on all fours. He undid my shorts and slid them off. He got on my knees and began rimming me. I felt his tongue drive deep inside me. I sucked Kirby & Brendon one at a time now; deep-throating them, sucking the head and then taking the whole thing at once. They moaned. Kirby disembarked from my mouth, leaving me Brendon's tool all to myself. Kirb went around and jerked Brett as he fucked me, helping him. He got on his knees and licked my ass as Brett fucked me, even licking Brett's shaft. Brett became so hot that he almost came, I felt his cock throb, then subside as he pulled out. I was busy sucking Brendon so hard & fast that it was amazing that I hadn't come yet...I was glad I hadn't. I watched as Kirby sunk to his knees and took his buddy Brett's cock into his mouth. It disappeared between his lips. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Brendon force fucked my face, trying in earnest to distract me. But that was impossible. Brett pulled out and sat on the floor, Kirby undressed in a flash and sat down on Brett's near orgasmic organ. This was what I feared about an even numbered orgy, that guys would pair off and ruin the fun of the orgy. I soon fixed that. I stood up and walked over to Kirby, who was rising up and down. He took my cock into his mouth and Brendon, a true promiscuous frat boy put his wet cock to use by fucking me with it. Our fourway was back in stride. I began fucking Kirby's face at the same pace Brendon was fucking my ass. Kirby rode Brett's cock. I stroked Brett's hair, he opened his eyes. He was the closest...I could tell by the look that he-- shot his load into Kirby's riding ass. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," he moaned. Kirby continued to ride as he shot his load onto Brett's chest. I feared this orgy was nearing it's inevetible coup de gras. I fucked Kirby's face harder and faster, gripping him in the back of his neck, he was sweating profusely. I let out a moan... "Oh, fuck yeah!" and emptied by load into Kirby's throat. My fourth orgasm in 7.5 hours. I was on a roll. Kirby swallowed, sweat oozing out of him like mad. He backed away smiling. Brendon's pace picked up, I guess he didn't want to be left out of the party. I got on the floor, on my stomach. He was doing push-ups in my ass, then he fell on top of me and unleashed his cum in my ass. It was quite a feeling, I screamed with pleasure. Three frat studs, four orgasms, what else could a horny fuck like me ask for? Part V The Stranded Motorist After the three studs left I was suddenly lonely. The previous men seemed to flow from eachother. The paperboy-->the landscaper-->the boy next door-->the three frat boys. Now, who's next? It was 2:00 and I was starting to get horny again. Then, the doorbell rang. I looked through the window and saw it was a young dude. I opened the door. "Hi," he said with a smile. "My car broke down and you were the first person to open his door. Can I borrow your phone. I need to call my wife & a tow truck." Wife! "Sure," I said returning the smile. I let him enter. He saw the phone on the desk and approached it. I looked him up and down. He was about 6'0, blond hair, nice stature, green eyes, and a goatee. Very nice. He was wearing jeans, a green t-shirt and boots. "Val," he said. "It's Ed...I--...Val..." I raised my eyebrows. "The car died...I'm calling from this guy's house...no, it's not a girl...Val...Val, it's not...hold on." He turned to me. "I'm sorry, can you tell my wife that you aren't a girl?" I stared at him deeply, then stood, taking the receiver. "Hello," I said. "I am not a girl...that's okay..." I gave the receiver back to Ed. "Okay." I smiled at her jealousy. Little did she know... Ed hung up, then he took a breath. He looked at me. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "That would be nice." I went into the kitchen & I heard him call for a tow truck. He came into the kitchen and I had poured two cups of coffee. "It'll be a hour." "That's okay. I've got nothing to do," I said. "My name's Ed." "Stephen," I replied. We shook hands, making that all important eye contact. "Your wife is jealous?" "It's nerve racking." "I can imagine." "You live alone?" "Yes." "Oh." I noticed a flutter in his eyelids. His eyes were sexy. Green. I was getting hard looking at him. We had an hour. I could get this guy off in twenty minutes...less. I put my barefoot on his chair seat. He moved it to his crotch. He was either frustrated by his wife, or very horny from his frustration with his wife. I seduced him into taking his jeans down and letting him getting between his knees. I licked his cock up & down. Wanting it bad. He moaned, obviously he hadn't been getting much lately...jealousy can make women rigid. In my day, I've had many straight men with wives or girlfriends. I was very horny and into this. "Don't worry about cuming in my mouth. I swallow." "Cool," he said. "Val doesn't even do that." I sucked him down to the root, lapping his balls while down there, then moving back up to the tip, drilling my tongue deep into his piss slit. He was obviously horny, pre-cum was oozing from it like a leaky faucet. I drank it up. He stood and began fucking my face. He was into my blowing. I took every inch of his hard, hot cock. I loved him and his big cock. The knowledge that I swallowed got him harder and hornier. He drove his cock home about five or six times, banging the back of my throat, hitting my tonsils. "Oh baby, yeah," he called. "Suck that cock! Suck it and you'll get all of my hot load of cum." His urging got me harder and I came on the floor, but I didn't stop sucking him. My momentum picked up even more. I was waiting for his milky treat. I got it. He thrusted his hips one time and filled my mouth with cum, that I swallowed upon delivery. I licked up the drops that escaped down his shaft. He pulled out and I sat up, back into the chair. "Cream for your coffee, huh?" Ed said, laughing. "Yeah...Thank you." "No, thank you. My wife would never do that for me." I smiled again, sipping my coffee. Seduction is a beautiful thing isn't it? ;) He left when the tow truck pulled up. I kissed him before he left me. He actually put his tongue into my mouth, giving me an erection. He squeezed it. "Thanks," he said. "for the coffee and the treat." "Any time. You know where I live." But he was never to return. I would always remember my stranded motorist... Part VI My hormones were raging. I was still very horny, yearning for more. I had fun with my previous boys, but still wanted more. You know what I mean. Sucking cocks can be so addicting. I was sitting in my outdoor sun porch, which faced the front of the house, wearing boxers and drinking a cup of coffee. It was about 3:00. My cock was forming a tent. It wasn't long before I saw Kyle, a neighbor who played short stop for the high school team. This summer he was coaching baseball camp, a town program for small children. I was very attracted to him, he was about 5'8, green eyes, blondish brown hair, clean shaven. He was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, Reebok high tops and no socks. He was carrying his glove on top of his bat, which was slung over his left shoulder. He looked over at me and waved. I waved him over, hoping he'd come. He did. My cock was throbbing. "Hi," I said smiling. "What's up?" he was so cute. "Look and see." "Very nice." "It's because of you." "Me?" He reached for it and massaged my cock through the fabric. He stepped onto the porch and sat next to me. He stepped out of his sneakers and I opened his shorts. We were sheltered by a big tree. I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth; Kyle put his hand on my head and moaned. He was so hot, I tasted the sweat that lingered on his cock. I was sucking him very hard, moving my mouth up & down on his hard and rigid cock. He got on his side and we 69-ed on the bench. I felt his hot, moist lips suck my cock, my balls were churning with cum. We 69-ed for about five minutes, licking up each other's pre-cum. I sat up bent over in front of him. He was a little nervous about this, but I urged him. I had gotten his cock nice and wet, he added a goober of his own; my ass was sweating, I bent over. He inserted his cock head into the crack of my ass, he tickled it a little. I wanted him in me for a while. A lot of my jerk-off fantasies were about Kyle. I was so excited about him fucking me that I shot my load across the porch. He smiled and bent my back over. Kyle took my hips and started to fuck me. He must have fucked ass before, because he knew how to...slow and steady at first, then fast and hard. Baseball players are hot fuckers! :) He stood on his toes and held his breath. I felt the first blast of cum hit my prostate. I got hard again. The second and third shots were closer to my crack as he pulled out. He licked his lips. He walked around in front of me. He sat Indian style and sucked my cock, deep-throating me. I never pictured him a cocksucker, but surprise! surprise! There he was sucking my cock. I moaned, ran my fingers through his hair and came into his mouth, and came in his mouth. Kyle swallowed my load. That was a surprise also. We sat on the floor together and kisses. I was totally entranced by this kid. He was awesome. We smiled and I stood up. He got dressed and left. I was thoroghly contented. My fantasy boy had fucked me. I took the last swig of coffee and started to re-enter the house when I saw a familar car pull up. It could be...could it? Would he come back? PART VII I saw a familar car pull up to my walk and a face I haven't seen in two years. As Kyle walked down the walk and hit the street, Jared, my former boyfriend approached the house. I went inside, not wanting to see him. He entered. "Going for those young ones now, huh Steve?" I smiled. He closed the door and I sat went to the kitchen. He followed me like a lost puppy. Jared was cute. He was about 5'10, green puppy eyes, blond hair, and a nice build. He was with me for four years, but two years ago met a girl--Stephanie--who he married. I was devasted, but got over him. I can only imagine what he wanted from me today--on my all day sexathon. "Leave what's her name?" I asked. "Steph? No, she's pregnant. Getting pretty big." "So what do you want here?" "Well, it's been five months and we haven't had sex, so I came to you." "Fuck you! You have a lot of damn nerve. You haven't called or talked to me in two years and you expect me to drop to my knees and kiss your feet?" "I'd rather if you sucked my cock, but if you're into feet now, I won't stop you." He removed his lowtop sneakers, he wasn't wearing socks, he undid his belt and pushed his jeans down his legs, no underwear. I always loved Jared's cock, it was 6" limp and a throbbing 9" erect. I learned how to deep throat using his cock, he could touch my tonsils. I loved it. "That was then, Jared. Let Steph suck your cock, she is your wife, after all." "She never did it like you, Steve. You were the best cocksucker." This was true. He boosted himself onto the counter top and started to stroke his cock in front of me. I was tempted...very tempted. "Then I'll fuck you like the old days." That's what I wanted to hear. I severely missed that niner up my a-hole. I removed his jeans and he jumped back onto his feet. I got on my knees and licked his cock head. I swallowed a large droplet of pre-cum. I licked down his shaft and back up his shaft. It was very hard now. I put his shaft into my mouth and began to suck it. I closed his eyes...it was just as I remembered. I moaned. He put his hand behind my head and held it there as I went up and down his long cock. I wanted him to fuck me now more than any thing else. I deep throated him (just like the old days) and he fucked my mouth. He was in total control. He pulled out and I laid on my back. He removed my boxers. My cock was at full attention. He kissed the tip. He held my feet at the toes and moved in between my legs. I lifted my ass up and he inserted the head of his cock in my crack, teasing it, tickling it...I moaned. "Fuck me," I moaned. "I've waited for this for two years!" "I know, baby. That's why I came here today." He smiled and pushed his cock all the way to the hilt with one shot. "You're still loose. Those teen-aged boys must be keeping you busy." He laughed and fucked me. All nine inched went in and came out went in and came out. I was moaned up a storm...my cock was leaking pre-cum like a leaky faucet. I gripped it and came instantly. He fucked me harder (just like the old days) he slammed it home and came in my ass (just like the old days) he used the cum as lube and fucked as he was coming. He pulled out and sighed. I loved it. It felt warm and moist. "Let's take a shower." Round two! Jared was always up for two back to back fucks and I, natrually, never complained. So we were up the stairs in no time and in the shower. I grabbed his face and kissed him hard. He returned the kiss and tongue fucked my mouth. I jerked his cock as we kissed. The water was warm. He lathered up his hands and worked his cock. To this day I can not believe that he was able to get a full erection after he blew that load into my ass. But there it was, fully erect, all nine inches. I got against the wall, the water fell on my head. He kissed me again and fingered my ass, his cream was still in there. I rested my forehead against the tile, the water felt nice and he put his cock in slower this time. I felt every inch go in me...an inch at a time. I screamed. It was very erotic now, not a quickie...loving...it was as if he never left, as if he never married Steph and got her pregnant. It was as if we were still together and this was our usual shower fuck. He fucked me slow so that I could remember it...I felt him against me. I closed my eyes savoring every moment with the man, the only man, I ever loved. He shot his load into my ass, he held his crotch against my ass and we kissed as he pumped his load. I shot a load against the tiles. We stepped out of the shower and walked down the stairs naked, holding hands. I watched him dress, I remained nude. We kissed goodbye. He said he'd return, but I knew he never would. Isn't that a song? I kissed him long, lasting, and loving, holding the back of his head. When he was gone, I had a renewed feeling about Jared. I wished him luck on his baby and said goodbye again. I no longer hated him. Now I was famished, so I called for a pizza to be delivered. PART VIII THE PIZZA BOY After my ex left I was contented. I had reconciled with my past and felt good about it. Now I was hungry. It was after all, supper time and I wasn't in the mood to cook or go out. So I did the next best thing, I ordered in. I called the pizza place around the corner and asked if they coukd deliver a large pie to my address. They said 15-20 minutes. I was pleased. I made a quick salad. I was still in my boxers and wasn't about to change into anything else. When the door bell rang, I waited. It's a little game I play to make them think I doing something. I messed my hair up and waited for the second ring. I opened the door, without any money. That way I'd have an excuse to get him inside. He was cute, an Italian looking hunk, with slicked back black hair, a muscular chest, and a rugged face. I smiled at him. He was wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt with the pizzeria's name on it, and low-top sneakers. I invited him in to wait for the money. I went into my den, which was just off the foyer and took my boxers off...(high level seductive tactics). I waited patiently, either he'd follow me in or leave, I hoped he'd opt for the former. I sat on the edge of the desk. The sun was beaming in onto my skin, making me sweat a little. He did enter. "Hi," I said. "Wanna fuck me?" He looked at me, really looked at me. I don't think he ever fucked a guy before, but he sure looked horny. He approached slowly. I slowly undid his belt and pulled his jeans down to his hips. I felt his cock. It wasn't quite hard yet, but I soon fixed that. I got on my knees and lifted his underpants down over the cock. I popped it into my mouth and went for it all at once. I figured he was on a time schedule so I wanted to get him off as soon as I could, however, I did want his cock in my ass. I sucked it, good & hard. I deep throated his organ, taking it down my throat. He was dazed. He looked to be 19, but I could not believe he never had a blow job before. Some girlfriend must have gone down him in high school? I couldn't have been the 1st to notice his great cock. I backed off and since he probably wasn't going to take make a move toward fucking me, I decided it best if I rode him. I pulled his jeans down, he removed his sneakers for me so I could slide them off. He was wearing ankle socks--totally cute. He sat on the desk and I straddled him, knealing on the desk and placing my ass over his curved cock. He gripped the edge of the desk and I gripped his cock. I lowered myself on it. He moaned. The pizza boy moaned as I rode his fat, cum-filled, fuckpole. I bobbed my ass up and down on him, bearing down on him. It slid in and out with the greatest of ease. My ass was no virgin, but the more I rode him, the more I sensed his cock was. He made no jerking motions, like most guys getting ridden do. He just sat there, letting me do all the work. I didn't mind. I've been a bottom all my life and enjoyed the control for once, even though I was the one getting fucked. I worked his cock until I saw that priceless look come over his face, that look of "I'm gonna shoot" and he did. Like Mount St. Hellen, he erupted into my ass. Cream oozed out as I rode him faster, faster and faster. I stood and licked the remaining cum from his cock and balls. He was sensitive and cringed as my wayward tongue lapped him clean. I thought that was cute. The sun was still beating on us, sweat poured from our skin. I backed away and he put his clothes back on. I paid him and gave him a substantial tip. I showed him out. He said nothing. No "thank you", no "I'll be back soon", no "next time I'll be on top." Just a silent wave. I took it along with the pizza. PART IX After I finished eating my pizza it was 6:00. I looked out my living room bay windows and saw Jim, my neighbor across the street come outside to play street hockey. He had a pair of denim shorts on and a hockey jersey on. He was married, but his wife, Lila was visiting her mother with their 3 year old son, Jamison. Lila told me that they'd be away for a week. Jim, a Federal Express employee couldn't get off from work, so he was on his own...however, he did have me. I tapped on the window, he looked incredibly hot. The setting sun was dancing on his hot skin. He looked up and smiled. I raised my coffee cup to the window, as a gesture for him to come in for a cup. He nodded. I watched as he put the net back in the garage and walk up to my door. My heart and cock were both throbbing. I opened the door for him. "Hi there," I said. "What's doin', Stevie?" "Not a lot. I was off from work today, so I've been bored." "Lila will be home with Jami the day after tomorrow." "Ah...you must be lonely." "No. I've been keeping myself amused. I have a computer." I smiled and poured him some coffee from the Mr. Coffee. I could not keep my eyes off of his crotch. The denim did not hide the obvious bulge. I reached my hand out and touched it. "What's this?" Jim was shy and embarassed. I was brazen and undid the button on his shorts. He helped me take them down. He wasn't wearing underwear, so his cock sprang up in the air. I stroked it. He undid the belt on my robe and stroked my cock. It was he that fell to his knees first. I was shocked...a married guy wanting to suck a cock? I thought it was odd when Kyle did it, but Jim too. I stood there and let me suck me off. I felt my ass, probing it with his fingers. He may have been a cocksucker, but he wanted to fuck me...I had no problem with that. Jim and I got on the floor and 69-ed. He was on top, lowering his hot cock into my mouth. I felt his cock go into my mouth, tasted his oozing precum--dripping in long strings. He was a real horn dog tonight. I liked guys when they are like this...you have them in the palms of your hand. I slowed my sucking motions. He sucked me good. He was no beginner at cocksucking. He moved his mouth up and down on my cock, bobbing his head, even deep throating me a few times. He brought me to the brink at least twice, then in a purely professional manner, tugged my balls to make me lose the sensation. He got up and removed his sneakers, socks, and hockey jersey. I took my robe off and lifted my legs. "Stand up and lean over the counter. I'm fucking you from behind." He knew the lingo, he must fuck Lila this way, I don't have a prefered position, just as long as I get fucked. He spread my legs and then my cheeks. Jim took his long cock in one hand and held my shoulder with the other. He inserted his cock into my ass. I wanted it. Riding the pizza boy was all right, but I loved it when the other guy fucks me with all his force. That was precisely what Jim did. He fucked me, his balls slapped against my ass cheeks. He was really going at it. I moaned, leaning over the counter more, allowing him better leverage. He took advantage of it and pounded my ass. I mean slammed it. "Oh yeah!" I moaned. "Fuck that ass!" "Take it!" he said. "Take all of it." I was at the brink of coming, his hand reached around and grabbed my prick. He jerked it as fast and as furious as he fucked me. It was rhythmic. Jim knew how to fuck a man. Knew how to make a man feel good. I shot my load onto the floor. He pulled out quickly and I sank to my knees. He grabbed the top of my hair and shoved my face onto his cock. I felt blast after creamy blast of cum enter my mouth. He gave me all of it. I swallowed it and held on to his cock until it became soft. I was breathing hard and could not move from my position. He knealt down and kissed me. It was a lover's kiss, long, passionate, and had lots of tongue. I smelled the musty odor of sweat on his body. We rose together and he got dressed. "Thanks for the coffee," he said. I laughed. "You're very welcome." I kissed him again and he left. What a day. Who in the world will be next?... TO BE CONCLUDED... STAY TUNED FOR THE FINALE OF MY ALL-DAY SEXATHON--MARCH 17, 1997. WHO STEPHEN DOES IT WITH IS ENTIRELY UP TO YOU! SEND ME AN IDEA. IT CAN'T ONE OF THE TWELVE GUYS HE ALREADY HAD. BEAR IN MIND THE TIME AND THAT IT HAS TO BE SOMEONE HE MEETS WITHOUT LEAVING HIS HOUSE. ENTRIES WILL BE EXCEPTED UP UNTIL 12 NOON ON MARCH 17, 1997 AND WILL BE CHOSEN BASED ON ORIGINALITY. HAVE FUN!