Date: Mon, 22 Sep 1997 16:15:21 +1000
From: AJAY <mindmeld@geocities.com>
Subject: Doing the Rounds

I had a paper job on the side as a way to keep fit and is paid for it at
the same time. The boss sure liked it coz he didn't have to collect from
late-comers as I did that as well, which was what I was doing today. It was
a lousy part of the job, but sometimes you would get a tip for your
troubles. Little did I know the kind of tip I would get from this guy. The
dude whose name I found was Josh lived in the basement of a house where I
delivered. On this day, no one was home and, since I heard noises in the
basement, I went around there to check it out. There was a skylight-type
window  in the side of the wall and I looked in to see who was there. And
what a sight I saw. Was I glad I looked in the basement
This dude was the dreamboat of my wildest fantasies. He was about the same
height as me, about five-foot-eleven-inches and weighed in around 180. He
was more muscular than I, his biceps and chest really filled out
complimenting a tapering torso and mouth-watering ass and basket encased in
the grey boxers he was wearing. His brown hair was buzz-cut and I find that
a real turn-on in a dude. There is nothing better than running your hand
through short-cropped hair. He was older than my seventeen years, probably
twenty-four, but the sight of him turned me on like no other.
He was sprawled out on the couch in front of a TV screen. Judging from the
sounds coming from his stereo, he was watching some porn flick and he was
being really turned on by the moaning. I do mean turned on. That bulge in
the front of his boxers threatened to tear the material apart. I was lazily
stroking the front of his boxers as precum formed a wetspot across the
whole of the groin area, either that or he had pissed his pants. I watched
for a while until my own dick threatened to explode. Then I went over and
pounded on the door leading to the basement so he would hear me.
After a few knocks, the dude opened the door. He had not bothered to put
anything else on as he answered the door in his champion boxers with the
hardon tenting out the front. Without thinking, my eyes went straight to
his crotch and wanted to stay there. With a wavering voice, I told him I
was collecting for the paper and that his account was overdue. He
maintained eye contact, obviously picking up the quick glances at his hot
bod and dick. He told me he would give me the money as long as I joined him
inside as he wanted some company. How could I resist such an invite?
"I was just getting off on a vid. You don't mind, do you?" he asked.
"Mind? Ah. No".
With that my attention was drawn to the video screen. There were two guys
on the screen. One had a towel around him and he had just walked in on the
other guy.
"Keanu, man, have you got any water for your shower? Mine's ...." said the
dude, stopping dead in his tracks as he saw his friend lying there
buck-naked on his couch stroking his meat. "I needed some relief from the
day's work, you've got a hot bod, man." Said the dude on the couch, "And
judging by that tent of a towel you have, you like what you see too, huh?"
In an instant Keanu was over beside his friend, massaging the bulge beneath
the towel. The mere sight of this brought my own boner up and the video got
my fullest attention. The dude on the screen pulled on his friend's towel
so that he could get better access to the head of the rock-hard dick
sticking out past the edge of the towel. But rather than pull the towel
away, Keanu left it with the cock head exposed and started rubbing and
squeezing the shaft through the soft cotton.
"Isn't this is so kewl!" Josh said. "Better than any scene so far!"
"Yeah." Was all I could reply.
For the next five minutes or so Keanu played with his mate's meat through
his towel while his other hand jerked on his own member.

"You like looking at that cock on the screen, buddy?" Josh whispered in my
ear at one point. I didn't realise he had moved up beside me on the couch.
"You like seeing it hard, don't you?"
"It's really turning me on, bro." I replied. "I've never seen any hardcore
like this before.", hardly believing that I was admitting at last to long
hidden desires to a stranger.
 "Good. Coz I'd rather get off with you anyway."
And with that he leaned over and stroked my crotch, which got rock hard the
moment I walked through the door, and brought his face to mine in a warm,
gentle kiss. This dude was an expert in making out. His touch on my neck
and chest was like velvet electricity. It was an intimacy I had never found
before and it took my breath away. His lips maintained contact with my
flesh while his hands stripped away my clothes until I was naked before
him. I thought this was going to be a quickie, but I was in the hands of an
expert, who knew all about slow, gentle, tender lovemaking.
He was in no hurry to get to my basket; he sought out all of me in a way I
had never experienced. Jeff Taylor, my best bud, and I had jacked off
together and even given each other a quick blowjob but it was nothing like
this. He licked the outline of my lips and then eased his tongue between
them. It was a kiss to rival all the pecks I've had in my entire lifetime.
I felt warm all over as I searched for places to touch and acknowledge him
and my feelings. Then, his tongue found my ears, my neck. The vibes that
surged through me as his tongue swirled around my neck was an incredible
feeling, but when they sought out my ears, I was in heaven. His tongue
gently probed around before thrusting into my ear repeatedly. If I weren't
already hard, it would have given me an instant boner. From there he sucked
and licked my throat, and traced and loved my nipples. All slow,
deliberate, tantalising, and very, very satisfying.
Every time he kissed me, it was always deeply, slowly, and tenderly,
stroking my whole body in long, open-palmed movements. His hands cupped my
ass, stroked my pecs, and touched my neck - his fingers almost dancing on
my skin. Then he slid down my body, lavishing kisses, licking my nipples
and lightly sucking each one, tasting my underarms, probing my bellybutton
and then he swallowed my cock all the way down his throat until his nose
nestled in my pubes. No one had ever deep-throated me with such skills as
this. Incredible feelings raced through my cock, and this new concentration
of sexual feelings sent wave upon wave from my groin throughout my body. My
brain was bombarded with such lustful sensation.
"Oh, yeah, buddy, oh, yeah. Suck my cock. You do that so well, your mouth
feels so good."
He kept my cock in his throat, milking it, stroking it with his tongue and
throat muscles, holding and squeezing my balls, touching and probing my
ass. He fucked his mouth on my cock, and I never stopped being hard. He saw
to that before he came up for air and stood to kiss me some more.
He took me back into his arms, both of us now covered with goose bumps from
the sexual pleasure we were both getting, and kissed me again so softly,
exploring my mouth gently, stroking my back and my front, pressing his
hard, strong, grown-up body against mine.
"Have you ever been fucked before?" he asked.
"Only once," I honestly replied.
"Did you like it?"
"Not very much. It hurt so badly, and he did not care. I was sore for a
long time afterwards. I couldn't sit right for about two days. The worst
part was trying to sit straight at the table during meals."
"I want to fuck you, dude. I want you to fuck me. However, I don't want to
do it if you're not into that sort of thing. How about if I press my cock
up against your buns? Get used to some of the feelings. Just the touch of
warm flesh against flesh can get us both off sometimes. When I make real
love to you, I want to do it in my bed." His naked form was behind me as he
held me to him. Loving hands were brought around stroking my chest, his
fingers lifting and massaging my nipples. He pressed his hard cock into my
backside and began to slide it back and forth, up and down across my crack
without penetration. He was right, it was a joyous feeling and one that got
me hard and ready to pop. I could feel his groans from deep within him as
he got off on the feelings as well. This sensation of body-to-body contact
made me hotter and hotter. He nibbled on my ears, kissed the back of my
neck, letting his tongue stroke and touch my skin lightly. I could feel the
excitement from his touch surge through me in wave upon wave of excitement.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he took my cock in one of
his hands and began to jack it. I wanted to cum so badly that it only took
afew strokes before I was shooting a massive load in his hand. While I was
shooting, Josh popped his load all up my back, both of us cumming together.
It just felt so right, y'know? In that instant I didn't care about my job
or the money I'd come to collect. All I wanted to do was stay snuggled in
the arms of my dreamboat and shoot our loads for each other, and that's
exactly what we did.