Date: Fri, 7 Jun 2002 11:39:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob M <sierboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: ROB'S LIFE   Chapter 2 - "Jay Is A Bottom"

      Well, this was surprising, I didn't really expect to
be writing again so soon but it turns out there's quite a
little demand for dudes like me.  I had no idea there were
so many wannabe cunts out there just looking to get their
asses and faces stuffed with the dick of a real man.
      LOL and some of them are muscleboys! Who'da thunk
there were submissive muscleboys out there.  A couple of
them had questions too, why do you want a muscle dude what's
the big deal isn't it all about attitude? Let me clarify.
For me it is all about attitude.  And most guys out there
can't really deny it.  And you can't really gauge someone's
attitude until they open their mouth, body type and even
position had nothing to do with it.  Once a guy opens his
mouth you can tell whereof he speaks.  Confidence shows in
the voice.  Most bottoms know this according to Billy.  I on
the other hand am not interested in attitude, not in that
aggressive sort of way that attitude without adjectives
mean.  I'm a man, and I'm shallow, I admit it.  If I'm doing
all this effort, giving submissive guys what they want,
using them like they say they "need" it, then what the fuck
are they giving me? Yup, you got it.
      I make Billy and Kyle workout.  They don't mind, most
gay guys workout anyway, although Kyle is less enthused
about it than I would like him to be, he does it cause he
loves me, and because, well, if I wanted to be sweet and say
that I love him too, that is true, but it's not completely
correct either.  There's more to it than that.  I love his
body.  Let's face it, the hotter Kyle is, the more I'm going
to want to use him like he needs it, so he and Billy are
caught in this spiraling struggle for musculature.  It's
almost evolutionary.  And it's to please me.  It's great.
      A lot of guys have been asking about me specifically.
One even asked what I do! Now really. is that any of your
business? Although I might as well tell you guys seeing as
how you're going to be finding out the details of my sex
life anyway.  I work as an architect and I am in New York
City.  I'm 27 years old, (I mentioned that already but some
of you seem to have missed it so there it is again), 5'10",
155 lbs, brown hair and brown eyes, Italian/Irish heritage,
with a semi smooth body (all the right patches in all the
good places) and a 7" cock that looks much bigger and
thicker than it is.  It's really only slightly larger than
normal.  Billy says it's beautiful.
      Some of you guys asked for info on how I met my guys,
or how I liked to fuck. With the bottom face down on the bed
so I can lay on top of him, press my weight into him, and
lick and tongue the back of his neck while I pump.  Then
when I cum I bite down hard on the back of his neck, to let
him know I'm in him.  Does that answer your question?
      I'm going to hold off on the specifics of Billy and
Kyle for now though, I'd much rather talk about this guy I
fucked last night.
      So I'm chillin' out at home, and get a call from Jay.
Jay is cute guy, boyishly cute, the kind who when he's 65
will look like he's 30.  He's 20, with longish blond hair,
and a friend of Billy's who used to live out in CA with him
but who was from a town out on Long Island.  Last year
during a home visit for thanksgiving Billy got him to hookup
with me.
      So last night Jay calls me and tells me he's home for
the summer, and wanted to know what I was doing this
weekend.  I told him the truth, I was busy this weekend, but
if he wanted to come over right then he could.  Billy was
watching ER (He's a drama queen, literally) and Kyle as
asleep, so I figured why not and told Billy Jay was coming
over.
      It took an hour for him to get to where I live, but it
was worth it, because I was shocked when he opened the door.
He was shirtless because he knows I'm a sucker for a  guy's
chest, and while the rest of him still looked exactly the
same, clearly he had been working out his chest like mad.
It was strange to see his pectoral muscles so impossibly out
of proportion with the rest of him, but it actually made him
look much bigger than he was, and he's only a short guy,
5'6" so any change in size looks huge.
      I grabbed one of his tits, tweaked it and brought him
inside.  He loves to kiss so we liplocked right there inside
the door for quite a time, all the while my hands exploring
his chest and body and his hands firmly planted and very
slightly fondling the bulge growing in my pants.
      My hands worked their way up to his hair and he worked
his way down to his knees until he was standing in front of
me.  He slipped my t-shirt out of my jeans and kissed my
stomach, licking here and there, and then French kissed my
navel for a little bit before undoing my jeans.
      Then Billy walked by to see who was at the door and
just smiled before going into the Kitchen to get more 7Up.
He did ask me if I needed help.  I told him that I might
later, but not now.
      Jay is a bottom, and he does like to be fucked, but
his real talent is cocksucking, just like Billy.  He also
didn't get fucked until he was older, practically 18, and so
his favorite thing to do is still suck dick.  I've found
that whatever people do first is always their favorite thing
to do or their favorite way of doing it.  Just ask any
bottom what his favorite position is and I will bet my ass
that whatever they tell you it will be the position that
they first took dick in.
      So I'm rubbing my hands all over in his hair and he
takes down my jeans, and starts tonguing, sucking, and
licking my dick right through my jockstrap.  Yes, I wear
jockstraps for underwear, all the time.  I read that on some
other story here and thought it was hot, so I started doing
it.  Yes Billy and Kyle do too.
      So he's licking me and eventually he takes my jock
down and is at first just licking the head, just licking it,
poking at its tip with the tip of his tongue and telling me
what a big boy I am and how good I smell.
      I must confess that even though I am not that big, I
love being called a "big boy" by a breathy bottom guy.
      So he takes the head into his mouth and is really
working me like a pro when I felt some teeth.  Now normally
I wouldn't mind but I've been blown by him before, and I was
expecting a pro job, so I pulled him off my dick with a fist
in his hair (I wonder if that's why he keeps it so long),
and his little mouth kept making pouty sucking noises.  I
yelled at him.  Told him to watch his fucking teeth, then
grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into my room.
      My room has a queen size bed in it, and laying in it
all curled up is Kyle.  So I woke him, up, told him to get
out and then laid down on the bed with Jay who asked me who
Kyle was.  (They hadn't met last time I fucked him).  I told
him he was my other boyfriend, and this evil grin came over
his face.  Then he told me, "I love sucking stud cock." Ok,
I know I said no quotes, but how could I not leave in a
compliment like that!
      So I lay down on the bed and pull him to me, my hands
on his ears and guide my pole back into his mouth.  About
this time Billy came into the room just to watch.  And as
soon as someone is watching I feel like I'm being lazy if
I'm not doing anything so I rolled Jay over and sat on his
chest, and slapped his face around with my dick a little bit
before sliding it into him and gagging him some.
      Then I rolled him over completely, had him pull his
shirt off and pulled his pants down.  Jockstrap.  Nice! At
least the cunt remembers what I like.  I smacked his ass
playfully once, and then really fucking hard the second
time.  "That's for the teeth, shithead".
      Then I popped the knob in, and started long dicking
his ass.  He has one of those asses that doesn't fight you
at all, it just seems to suck you in and swallow your whole
dick with one long gulp.  So I'm long dicking him, and Billy
comes over and starts kissing me.  Isn't he sweet?
      He knows that when I fuck I really like to kiss and
since it's a logistical impossibility in doggy style, he
just came right over and filled the need.  I have to love
him.
      But then He pulled away from me and playfully slapped
my ass, "Fuck that cunt good Rob.  For me."
      So I pushed Jay down so he was flat on the bed, pushed
his knees apart with my own knees and really began pounding
him in a regular motion all the while kissing and licking
and sucking the back of his neck, and a few times, I even
dragged my teeth over his skin.  This morning he told me
that made him shiver, but I didn't feel it last night.
      Then just as I was about to cum, I bit down hard on
the back of his neck the same spot I had been tonguing.  He
screamed.  Cunt.  Then I pulled off him and Billy was kind
enough to clean off my dick for me.  With his mouth of
course.  He says he can tell who I've fucked last just by
the taste on my dick.  Jay fell asleep, and I went into
Billy's bedroom and slept in his bed with him.

OK that's enough for chapter 2.  I didn't think it was going
to be this long, this definitely took more than a half hour.
Keep the email and messages coming, I really get off on it.
If you're a muscle bottom and you email me and want to talk
about stuff, email me a picture.  It will really help me
remember you if you ever chat with me.

Time to bolt,
Rob