Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2000 23:58:42 PST
From: inches4u@hotmail.com
Subject: And That's My Story, Chapter 1

This is my first attempt to write a story of any kind. I hope you enjoy it.
This is the first chapter. I don't know how many chapters will evolve from
this story, but stay tuned.


It all started about 6 months ago. Here I was a 56 year old man, married
for 32 years, successful business, grown children and a loving wife, when
this super duper kid came into my life and turned my world upsides down.

I live in a rural section of South Carolina 18 miles to the nearest town.
Most of this area is mainly farmland. Some of the farmers have been
subdividing their farms into 5 and 10-acre tracts and selling "Mini-farms"
to the big city folks.

About 1 year ago I noticed someone was building a new home on one of the
10-acre tracts down the road from my place. About 7 months ago I started
seeing a young man, approximately 16 or 17 years old, at the head of their
road to catch the school bus. I would see him every morning except
Wednesdays. I always played golf on Wednesday and normally leave home 30
minutes later. Every morning as I would pass him I would think to myself "
That boy reminds me of someone".

One Wednesday morning I jumped in my '69 Caddie convertible (completely
restored) and started to my club. When I approached their lane the young
man was hitch hiking, naturally I stopped and asked him if he needed a ride
to school. He jumped in the car saying that his parents had gone out of
town and left him on his own. He had overslept and missed his bus. He was
dressed in white tennis shorts and a white pull over shirt. As we were
traveling toward town he removed a can of chocolate breakfast drink and
asked if he could drink it in my car since he missed his normal
breakfast. I told him to go ahead but be careful (white interior). No
sooner than he started to take a drink from the can I hit a pothole causing
him to spill the chocolate drink all over himself.

When this happened he started to swear and saying that his Mom would really
be pissed off if his white shorts and shirt were stained. I told him not to
worry we were only about a mile from his house and we could return. He
could put the clothes in cold water before they dried and they would not
stain.  He said that if it wasn't too much trouble for me he would
appreciated the offer. I told him that it was no problem and turned around.

Arriving at their home, he asked me to come in and have a coke while he
changed. We entered the house through the laundry room that opened into the
kitchen. He reached into the refrigerator, got me a coke, and offered me a
seat at the kitchen table facing the laundry room. He then went back into
the laundry room and without any hesitation removed his stained shorts and
shirt. I heard him say " Damn that shit came through and got on my fucking
drawers." The next thing I knew he was standing there completely naked
except his socks. Looking at this beautiful young man I got a feeling I had
not felt for 34 years. As I carefully studied him, my dick started to get
hard.  He was about 5'10", 160 lbs., light blonde hair with dark eyebrows,
a 3" cut dick and jet-black pubic hair. The last time I saw anyone with
light blonde hair and jet-black pubic hair was 34 years ago when my best
friend and I used to fool around. As he started towards me his dick started
growing. By the time he got to me it was hard and about 5.5". He said this
always happens when I get naked, I hope that you aren't offended. By this
time my dick was completely hard. I am 6'3" 190 lbs., dark hair, and a
12.5" long 2.5" diameter dick. When I play golf in the spring and summer
months I always wear shorts and no underwear. I like to hang free when
possible. The head of my dick was sticking out of my shorts leg. Before I
could answer him he reached down and started stroking my swollen dick. I
protested saying that he was a minor and I could get into a lot of
trouble. He told me that he had just turned 18 was no longer a minor and
was horny as a two peckered billy goat. He said that he had not had sex
since arriving her from the West Coast and judging by my long hard dick I
could also use some relief. Before I knew it he had my shorts down around
my ankles and was kissing the head of my dick. It had been a long time
since I had another male touch me and it felt absolutely wonderful. This
was not his first time sucking dick; he was well experienced in the art of
cocksucking. I knew I was not going to last very long and warned him, but
he kept on taking more and more of my dick down his throat. Just as he took
all 12.5" of my dick, I erupted with one hell of a load of cum. I cum so
much my balls hurt. He swallowed the whole load and came up smiling. I
hadn't shot a load like that in many a year.

I had not sucked a dick for 34 years but I knew I had to have some of this
young man's delicious looking dick. I carefully took it into my mouth being
careful not to scrape it with my teeth. The precum covering the head was
sweet as honey. He began to hump my mouth as I buried my face in his
crotch. I was in heaven! As I sucked and stroked his dick with tender
loving care I began to insert my finger into his pretty little hocky
box. When I started finger fucking him, he humped my mouth with zeal and I
knew I was going to get my special reward and boy did I get it. He must
have cummed a pint of the sweetest boy nectar that you can imagine.

This is how my saga began. Stay tuned for more!

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