Date: Mon, 22 May 2006 21:04:04 -0400
From: niftyfan@gaylouisville.com
Subject: Billy's Training Program, Week 1, contunued

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As Billy caught up with me in the locker-room he got a big surprise. As
he rounded the corner, I had all but my shirt off. I had waited for just
this moment to drag my gym bag from the top of the locker and as I did,
Billy got the first glimpse of my cock. Billy actually tripped and fell
on the floor as my shirt was pulled up when I raised my arms to get the
bag.

"Hey, little dude, are you ok?" As he got up off the floor he could see
my cock again. It was like looking up a girl's dress. He got a quick view
of my tight belly and six pack and almost fell over again when I pulled
my shirt over my head.

"I'm fine. I'm fine," I was almost blushing as bad as Billy with the
thought of how my hard body affected my little buddy. I thought to
myself, GAWD this is going to be one great fucking time. I ran his hand
through my trimmed bush of silky pubic hair and adjusted my low hanging
nuts. Billy's jaw hung and his mouth was wide open with an expression of
awe.

"Stop gawking and get changed. I don't have all night," I said with a
silent thrill.

I went through the entire circuit with him. He struggled a lot during the
free weights. He couldn't finish all of the reps and finally said, " I
don't have any more to give. My arms are numb."

"You did good, Little Buddy. You were awesome for a newb. Let's hit the
showers." The look in his eyes was precious. He was realizing that we
were going to get naked again. It was thrilling. I placed my arm around
his shoulders and  felt a quiver.  In the locker-room, we were sitting at
opposite ends of the bench. I decided to undress very slowly after I took
off my shoes. Billy stole  glances as I pulled off my socks. When I
pulled my sweat covered shirt over my stomach, his eyes dart  over. I
pulled my shirt off slowly and as I covered my face, I knew he was
looking right at me. With my eyes closed, I shook my wet head like a dog
does and the sweat went everywhere. I stood up and stretched. My package
straining against the fabric of my shorts. I turned around slowly and
bent to touch my toes, well, I was really just showing off my tight ass
and the muscles in my back. As I turned around, he averted his glance,
stood up and started to fumble with his gym bag. He was sweating, a
little freaked out. Before he stood up again, I shucked my boxers. Billy
was pushing his street clothes into his bag. When I said to him,
"what's up," he looked at me straight in the eye without looking down
and said, " I gotta go. No time for a shower. I gotta let my dog out
before he rips the place apart., I'll see tomorrow."

"Hey, drive safely." As he turned to go, I grabbed him in a bear hug
and said, " you did really great,"  Billy's so short that his cheek
was resting right between my hard pecs. "Same time tomorrow?"

He couldn't speak for a moment and said, finally, "Yeah, thanks, see
you in the morning, bye." and he was outta there like bat out of hell.
As he left, a trainer from an out of town call center came through from
the showers. We had met yesterday and hit it off. His name is Michael and
he was grateful that I was so eager to answer his questions about the
city and various night spots our city has to offer. Michael walked over
to another bank of lockers and said, "Hey  how's it hanging." He saw
how it was hanging when he came through, I was still standing stark naked
and that is how he saw me when I walked over wiping sweat from my face.

"I'm good, how did your meetings go today?"

"Fine, I am a little brain-dead but my quick run around the track has
done wonders for me." He casually dropped his towel and I didn't miss a
beat. I just stroked my chest and scratched my belly and said, "Yeah,
out of town meetings and trainings are a real drag for me too. Have you
had dinner yet?"

Michael said that he had not an that he was hungry. I asked if he wanted
to go the steak house down the street and he said, "Son, I am from
Dallas, Texas. You know what they say about Texas, don't you? Texas is
full of nothing but queers and steers. I think I have a mind to eat some
Chicken Lo Mien. Is the a good Chinese restaurant you can recommend?"

"Sure, we can go to the Double Dragon. It has great food."

Great, let's get it on.  The feed sack I mean, and he winked and his
cock started to stretch out."

"Great, let me rinse off and I'll be right out. Meet you in 10 in the
Training Lobby."

I sure as fuck wanted to beat off in the shower thinking about my little
buddy but, I decided that instead, I would save it.  I was gonna get me a
nice taste of his Texas Tube Steak instead. Game on! Michael was a hunk.
He was just little taller than me. He was probably about 35 years old and
wore a Roman style beard. His hair was blond and his body was fit. Lean,
but fit just like a runner. His cock was 5 inches long when I left, just
before he tugged on it once more, for effect.

We left the parking lot in his rental car and he said that he needed to
drop by his hotel before dinner. Hummm, I thought. As he got out of the
car, I told him that I would like to see what kind of accommodations his
call center provided for hot shots like him. He said, "Sure, come on
up."

We were no sooner in his room  and he pushed me against the wall and
planted one of the most sensual kisses on my mouth. In two seconds flat,
he literally tore off my shirt, ripping the buttons off. He picked me up
and threw me across the bed and ripped my pants and boxers off in one
motion. As I lay there with my socks and shoes still on me, he undressed
completely and then jumped on my chest. His cock was steel hard and he
grabbed me by the hair and pushed my face into his crotch. Oh, GAWD, this
was hot. It was fast and furious. I lapped at the skin of his thigh and
pulled his fat, 7 inch dick into my mouth. I ran my hands over his belly
and chest, pinching his nipples. He let out a cry of pleasure and pain
and then he took my wrists and pinned them to the bed. His cock was
tasty, pouring pre-cum. I released his cock after a few minutes and said,

"Wow, this is too good to be true." He slapped my face, just a little,
ran his fingers all over the sides of face, reaching into my hair, he
said , "Shut up and suck my cock, baby." He then placed his cock into
my mouth and started fucking it. Each time he came close to cumming, he
slowed down to prevent it. After twenty minutes, he jumped off of me and
flipped me over . It was so fast my brain didn't register it. Oh, my
god, he was going to fuck me. I panicked and said, "No, please, I don't
take it up the ass, I just want you to cum down my throat." He slapped
me hard on my ass and said, "Shut up. I'm not going to fuck you.' With
that, he placed his hole mouth on my rosebud.

GAWD, oh GAWD; it was the most intense feeling I ever had. It has never
happed to me before. My ass was being rimmed for the first time. I was
seeing stars. It felt sooo good. My eyes rolled back in my head. I ran my
hand over my face and just shuddered. All I could do was moan like a
whore and over and over again I just kept repeating^Å oh god, oh, god,
oh, god. Every time I did, he would slap my ass. It was ecstasy. He drove
his tongue into my ass and I thought I was going to pass out. Instead I
came. I shot a load like I had never shot before. After five minutes
(that seemed like five hours) he pulled away, flipped me over and covered
my mouth with his ass. I didn't need any prompting; I knew exactly what
to do. I mimicked him the best I could and for the next three minutes or
so, I ate his ass and he beat his meat like a fiend. He suddenly moved
down my chest and ramming his cock in my mout,h he unloaded.

Oh, my, I never. He finished and pulled his cock out and said, "OK,
let's go eat some Lo Mien.  But fist I want some soup," and with that
he licked the sheet clean where I had left my load. "Ummm, there is
nothing like Cream of Sumyoungguy."

Look for Billy's training program, Week 1, continued soon. I am grateful
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