Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2004 09:54:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Daniel Blue <danielblue45@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lumberjack Lust Attack

Oliver slowly undid the buttons of his shirt and admired his reflection in
the mirror.  He knew he was one gorgeous hunk of hairy bear. He ran his
fingers over the dense black fur that grew over his well defined chest and
pinched his large red nipples.  Damn, did that feel good. If only he had
someone to fuck.


It was Friday night and, as he did every Friday night, Oliver got ready to
go out to the lumberjack's recreational club. There he would get a meal,
have a couple of beers and chat with his work buddies, who sadly were all
straight. As he soaped off in the shower Oliver thought about having a wank
but decided to save it for when he got home. Most Friday nights he would
haul out his stash of porn and have himself a good old wanking session,
often coming three or four times before crawling into bed in the early
hours of Saturday morning.


When he walked into the club Oliver saw this new guy he had never seen
before and felt a real buzz of excitement. The stranger sent shivers of
excitement down Oliver's spine. He had thick blond hair that shone with
rude good health. His open necked shirt revealed a carpet of thick brown
hair. His facial features were delicate; he was almost pretty rather than
good looking and Oliver noticed right away that he was just a little bit
camp, and exactly the way Oliver liked his men. He admired his slim build
and twenty eight inch waist, and tight pert ass.


Oliver's thick cock twitched in his jeans. The more he looked at this guy,
the more he liked what he saw. He could just see himself taking that
slender body in his arms, kissing those cherry red lips and then spearing
that tight little ass. Before he knew what was happening Oliver had a full
on boner in his jeans and had to turn away. As he did so the stranger gave
him just the tiniest hint of a smile. Poor old Oliver was so fucking turned
on he could hardly breathe. His friends could hardly get a sensible word
out of him.


'What's the matter with you tonight?' one of them asked.

'Nothing. Why?' Oliver snapped.

'Keep your hair on.' Frank teased.

'Ollie needs a good fuck.' Dave said. 'And that's no lie.'

Oliver blushed. His friends obviously knew him better than he thought.

'When's the last time you had a girl?' Sam asked.

'A girl!' Dave snorted. 'Haven't you seen the way he keeps looking at that
blond guy over there.'


Oliver went a deep red and wished the ground would open up and swallow him
whole. He had no idea that Dave knew what he was into. And had he really
been staring so hard that the whole club could see?


'Well, it might be your lucky night then Ollie.' Frank said. 'That's
Marcus' cousin, and I've heard that he is gay. He runs a restaurant over in
Lamont.'

'Go ask him if he wants to come have a drink with me, then.' Oliver said.

'Aw, Ollie's gone all shy.' Jack teased.

'Go on. Please.' was all Oliver could say. The idea that there was a gay
guy here in the club, in their little village, was too exciting for
words. He knew he would mess things up if he approached the stranger. He
had just come out in front of his friends and now he was angling for his
first fuck in months. It was all a little too much, even for a cool dude
like Oliver.


Frank went over and spoke to the blond stranger for a short while. And then
he followed Frank back, thrust out his hand at Oliver and said. 'Hi. I'm
Craig.'

It was that simple. While his friends horsed round and tried to embarrass
him, Craig chatted and Oliver listened.

'What's with these guys.' Craig finally asked.

'We just found out that he's gay and that he's going to nail you tonight.'
Jack said.

'It would be my pleasure to get nailed by Oliver.' Craig replied. Oliver's
friends hooted and cheered.

'Look, do you want to go some place quieter?' Oliver asked.

'I'd love to.' Craig said, before flashing him a smile that just about got
Oliver creaming off in his undies.


Oliver and Craig left the club to catcalls and wolf whistles. Marcus came
over and asked where his cousin had gone to.

'Gone to get laid.' Frank told him.

'By Ollie? Well, I never! Still waters run deep and all that.' Marcus
chuckled.


Alone at last in Oliver's living room the two men could take a real good
look at each other. Craig liked what he saw. That forest of black hair on
Oliver's chest was turning him on real bad. He came in close and they
hugged. Craig could smell Oliver's clean hair and skin, could feel the taut
muscles under his shirt as they embraced, and loved it. Oliver nibbled the
side of Craig's neck before their hungry lips sought out each other and
locked together in a passionate kiss. Oliver's large hands cupped around
Craig's little bubble butt, while Craig stroked his hands across the front
of Oliver's jeans, making contact with an incredibly thick piece of man
flesh.


'It's been such a long time since I've been with a man.' Oliver whispered.

'I'll make up for all that you've missed out on.' Craig told him. He had a
mischievous glint in his eye and looked as sexy as Oliver had ever known
any man to be.


Craig slowly sank to his knees and began to unbutton Oliver's fly. He
tugged on his jeans until they were down around his knees. Craig pressed
his face against the soft fabric of Oliver's underpants and inhaled the
scent of a husky bear. He stroked Oliver's hairy thighs and gently bit at
the outline of his thick cock through the fabric.  Oliver moaned softly and
hoped he would be able to control his cock. It had been too damn long...


Craig lowered Oliver's underpants and his fat circumcized cock sprang
free. Craig took a moment or two to admire its beauty before wrapping his
fist around its base and then guiding it into his hungry mouth. Oliver
grunted. That first cock kiss was the best he had ever known, and now this
sweet sexy man was guiding his club into the back of his throat. Craig got
Oliver's cock where he wanted it and grabbed hold of his thighs, forcing
that cock in and out of his mouth. In his lust and excitement Oliver
grabbed a hold of Craig's head and started face fucking him, leaving
Craig's hands free to delve into Oliver's meaty ass. When Craig's fingers
brushed against his pucker he felt the stirring of a desire that had long
lain dormant.


Oliver withdrew from Craig's mouth and spun around and parted his hefty
cheeks.  Craig fell into his crack and started tongue loving him like there
was no tomorrow.  His tongue danced across the nerve rich folds of Oliver's
little fuck slit and made him want it so bad he just about fainted when
Craig's finger slid into his spit wet canal.

'Oooh yess....' he sighed.

Craig lost no time in stripped off and asked where the lube was. He gently
worked his lubed up finger into Oliver's ass while the big man stroked his
thick cock. His ass felt so incredibly goods in the hands of a master,
there was no pain, no discomfort. When at last he felt Craig's warm, slick
cock head against his pucker lips he knew he was in for the ride of his
life. His ass just about sang out in bliss s that long, thin cock slid
home. Oliver could feel every inch and almost wished his buddies were there
to see him receiving this gift.


Craig fucked slowly, ever so slowly, while stroking Oliver's back and
telling him what a hot fuck he was. Oliver was lost in his own little
world. All that mattered was the super sensitive ring off his ass and the
gorgeous cock inside it that was giving him so much pleasure. Every now and
then Craig would pull all the way out and then push back in, taking
Oliver's breath away. His own cock was soft now, but he didn't care, there
was far too much pleasure going on in his big beefy ass to care about
anything else. Craig lay his full weight on Oliver's back now, alternating
nibbling his shoulders and whispering lust fuelled words of endearment.


Slowly, slowly Oliver's cock started to reinflate until he had a raging
hardon. It was as if Craig's cock was pressing some magic button that
controlled the blood flow. And that overheated asshole of his was telling
him that he needed to shoot some cream real soon. Oliver raised up off his
stomach, pushing his meaty ass back into Craig, as he reached for his cock
and started whacking off like his life depended on it.


Craig grabbed hold of Oliver's hips and gave one last savage lunge that
sent a message direct into his balls. The floodgates opened and he started
spurting off inside Oliver's hot ass just as the same moment as Oliver's
cock went into overdrive and spunked off all over his bed. Each spurt
seemed to blow the insides of his skull and he was disorientated for a
moment as he collapsed back down onto the bed, with Craig still deep in his
ass.


The two men laughed as they pulled apart. They jumped into the shower and
soaped each other up before opening a bottle of wine and chatting. A hour
later there was a knock at the door. It was Oliver's friends, wanted to
know if he'd been laid yet. Craig and Oliver laughed as they let the men in
an handed out beers all round.

END

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