Date: Sat, 20 Apr 2002 21:36:49 -0400 (EDT)
From:  <blaxmax20@excite.com>
Subject: Rick's Tail Seeking Adventure 1 (M/t) (inter) (anal) (oral)

Disclaimer: If you are under the age 18 (Or 21 in some places) then
you should probably leave because its illegal and you might get into
trouble and I don't want you getting into trouble. This is pure
fiction straight from my mind. I hope you enjoy. I haven't written in
a minute so if some cool people from back want to write me. Just to say
hey then hit me up blaxmax20@excite.com. I'd love to hear from ya. Of
if you're new, hit me up and say hey how ya doing. I like that too.

Rick's Tail Seeking Adventures
Chapter 1

The sky was crazy almost like a storm was coming and here I was walking
to my best friends house. My heart thumping a mile a minute but I could
myself from going. I wanted to turn around but today I made up my mind
to go that extra mile. To take the risk and either embarass myslef to
the full degree. Well let me tell you about me. My names Rick and I'm
almost 16 years old. I got blond hair and blee eyes. My body is around
155 pounds. I've recently started working out so it coming in nicely.
Yes, I'm gay and I knew from the first time I sat in the lockerroom and
caught snuck looks at the other guy in different modes of changing. Now
my best friend Richy I think is pretty cute but I look at him almost like
so nothing is ever going to happen in that direction. Now his father Mr.
Vasquez was nothing but hot. Hot in a flawed way of course. He wasn't
ever going to be a model but there was something about the way he was a
man. Mr. Vasquez had an extremely hairy body with a slight beer belly.
Most of the time I saw him he was drinking. The Vasquez household was
a war ground for everyone in the house. I would come over and Mr. and
Mrs. Vasquez would be in a heated arguement. See Mr. Vaquez had lost his
6 months ago so Mrs. Vasquez would berate him front of all of us. He
would be embarassed and I would just want to tell him that its okay.
He'd sit in his chair and just look ahead afraid to meet Richy and I's
eyes. Just sit there in his boxer with a beer in his hand. And it did
something to me. He hunted my dreams. I dreamed of sucking him off. Of
him fucking the hell out of me just raw with hims Mexican style. I
found myself over their house all the time. Part because Richy was my
friend but the other part was cause of his father.

So Richy and his mother were gone out of town to visit his grandmother.
So I was headed straight over to pretend that I didn't know that Richy
was gone. In hope that I would at least make a personal connection with
Mr. Vasquez. Maybe stay and talk for about 30 minutes and create some
kind of friendship with him. So I was walking down the street with my
heart was beating like crazy. i thought I was going to piss my pants.
Deep in thought my feet brought me to thier house. And this was my last
chance to turn around and not knock on the door. But I had to do it. My
hormones was not going to let me not do it. So I moved up the drive way
to the door and knocked on the door. There was no answer. Damn! I worked
up the courage to come here and he wasn't even at home. I knocked one
more time. This time I just turned to leave when the door flew open and
there stood Mr. Vasquez in his blue boxer beer in hand with a strange
look oh his face. "Richy home," I sad shyly. "Richy and his mother is
gone to visit her mother," Mr. Vasquez said in an broken english accent.
I just stood there looking confused. It wasn't going like I thought it
would. I thought he would laugh and invite me in for something to drink
before I had to leave. "Oh I'm sorry," I quickly spoke turning around.
Then it popped in my head that I could use the bathroom. "Could I possibly
use the bathroom before I walk back home," I asked him. He smiled and
ushered me in. I knew where the restroom was so I went there. I closed the
behind and looked in the mirror and accessed the situation. I got into the
house. Now what??

When I left the restroom, Mr. Vasquez was laid across the couch looking
at the television. His eyes met mine. "So how getting alone without
the family," I spoke softly. "Just getting a bit of peace and quiet," he
said chuckling. This was his vacation away from the Miss's mouth. I
laughed nodding. Then there was silence as I stood there. "You mind if I
sit down and rest before I leave," I said in an almost whispher. He
nodded no. And I sat down opposite of him. Now the slit in front of his
boxer was slightly open and I found myself trying to take a look at it.
Trying to catch at look at him. But i was way to afraid of getting caught
to look any length of time. He gulp the last of his beer down and stood up
to go and get another one. "You want something," he asked leaving. "Yeah,
I'll have some water please," I threw out without really thinking. He
brought back his beer with a glass of water for me. "Ok, lets cut the
bull.....why are you here," Mr. Vasquez said resting his beer on the
table. "What do you mean," I spoke rising to my feet. "I heard Richy tell
you he was going out of town with him mother," Vasquez said coming a few
steps closer. My heart was beating like crazy. what if he decides to
beat my ass. Mr. Vasquez popped closely till he was cornered me to a wall
where he yelled, " Why the fuck did you come here." Then he felt it by
accident while pressing me to the wall. And he got this look in his eyes.
A look of pure confusion. " You little slut, you knew Richy and my wife
was gone," He said. I was to afraid to say anything."White boy craving some
mexican meat is that it," he said sarcasticly. "What is this about Rick,"
he asked me sitting down. "Its just that...I don't know...I think of you,"
I blurted out and couldn't stop myself. "Funny, my wife doesn't even want
to sleep with me anymore and my son's best friend can't stop thinking
about me,"he said on the verge of laughter. "I love my wife," he said with
a tear rolling down the side of his face. I had made the biggest mistake.
"I Know...I'm sorry," I stood and headed towards the door. "I just wish
that she would love me the way she use to," he clutched me from behind and
I could feel that he was hard."I'm sure she loves you a lot," I said as he
turned me to face him. His face all covered with tears, I wiped them away.
And then our lips met. at first they just touch and the touch was so soft.
It was so soft that it didn't even feel like they were touching all that much.

My eyes closed as well as his. He then looked at me and ran his hands through
my hair. We kissed for what seemed forever. I stood back and removed my shirt.
I stood before him eying me up and down. His hands pulled me close to him
and we kissed while his hands roamed down my back till they got to my ass. He
grabbed it making my tongue go into his motuh deeper. He chuckled at me. The
initial squeeze was followed by a group of squeezes and releases. Then his hand
reached my belt buckle and undid it and my pants slid down my legs. And there we
stood in our underwear holding one another. I got braved and pushed him onto the
couch. He looked at me confused. I got on all four and crawled to him and opened
his legs and fished his uncut cock out. "Oh damn,"he said as he picked his
beer up and took a couple of swigs of it. I put the cock in my mouth. I was
hard so I took it slowly. It had to be at least 6 inches. My tongue swirled
over the head and made quick strokes down the slide of the shaft. Mr.
Vasquez was in heaven as he took my head and started moving it to the rhythm
he wanted. "Thats it...take that meat," he said in a groveling moan. I just
went up and down sucking him. To me the only thing in the world was to please
him. "Rick, you are so sexy...thank you," he said. I wasn't through with him
though. I stood up and removed my white underwear. I went to the kitchen table
and bent over. "Come fuck me," I said with a bit of force. Mr. Vasquez didn't
question. He just rose and lost his boxer and walked to the table. He laid
over me and just grinded into my body. I was so hot. Just thinking this is where
they have breakfast everyday. Mr. Vasquez stood up and popped to the bathroom
where he came back with some lotion. I knew what was coming. It seemed forever
but then his cock found my hole. And he slid it in slowly. There was pain but i
just gripped the table. He rode it all the way in and the fucking commenced.
He was like a pit bull the way he gripped on and fucked as if his life depended
on it. Only work between us was an occasional grunt and a few squiel I let
escape. His cock slid in and out of me. The table squeaked every time we pressed
our bodies into it. His balls sticking to my ass as he rode it. Then he came deep
into my ass and laid there not saying a word. "Mr. Vasquez, this never happened,"
I said getting up and putting my underwear on. Then I found my pants and belt and
last my shirt. He remained naked. "I know you love your wife," I said, "she lucky
and she should appreciate you more." "Rick, you're a great kid," he kissed me full
on the lips again. "Are you and Richy...well..,"Mr. Vasquez asked nibbling on my
ear. "If we were I would never tell, I don't kiss and tell," I said,"but for you
the answer is no...hes my best friend." I left closing the door behind me. Mr.
Vasquez stood looking at the door then he walked over to the table. He could
smell the hot sex that just happened in the room. He leaned over the table and
took a lick and tasted Rick's sweat. He loved his wife but little did he know
Rick was going to be occupying his head a little bit.

To be continued.......write with suggestions blaxmax20@excite.com.