Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2009 12:21:39 -0800 (PST)
From: Eric Edwards <ecubed84@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Rain Man

My Rain Man
By Eric Edwards                                ecubed84@yahoo.com

This is an adult story involving sex between two males.  If you don't want
to read such a story then close this page now and move on..  If you like
such things, like I do, then read on, and let me know how you liked my
story.  You have been warned.  Enjoy!

It was a cold rainy night.  And had decided to go and watch two of my
favorite football teams in a quasi sports bar rather than watching it at
home alone with my Jack Russell terrier.  I do like football but I choose
the teams whose games I'll watch in 3 ways.  The state I grew up in (which
means I root for the Broncos), the place I currently live which means I
root for the NY Giants, and those teams that have the hottest/cutest
quarterbacks: which means I also watch Patriots, Cowboys, and Colts
games.Yeah I know, Peyton is not super hot, but he's a great QB.  And yes,
I'm gay.

I had had a few beers but wasn't drunk.  I was feeling good and buzzed but
still well in control and well aware of what I was doing.  So as I
mentioned it was cold and rainy.  Both of the teams I was rooting for, the
Broncos and the Giants, lost.

So my mood matched the weather.  Drinking makes me horny and while I was at
a straight bar with more than a few good looking guys at it, I was headed
home to pull one off, with or without the help of my favorite porn site or
my fleshlight.  (for those of you who have no clue what I'm talking
about... http://www.fleshlight.com/original-fleshlights and they are worth
every penny.)

I was walking down the side street get out to 5th avenue to catch a cab
and I saw this young guy who was completely drenched trying to get out of
the rain in an alley doorway.  I saw his face and he even though he was
drenched and obviously cold and very uncomfortable his face and eyes were
gorgeous.  He looked at me and then looked down.  My first thoughts were to
keep on going.  He after all could be a mugger or worse.  But I caught
another glimpse of those eyes and I saw a someone who needed help.  I
walked over to him and asked him if he was alright.  At first he tried to
retreat further into that doorway but then he looked at me and asked what I
wanted.

I asked, "Do you need help"

He said, "No leave me alone."

"Can I give you a life some place, or get you some dry clothes and some
food.  You look hungry, too."  I said.

"Where would you take me?  I don't have anywhere to go."  He responded.

I said, "I could take you to my place and get you warm and give you some
dry clothes. No strings.  I promise."

He took a long look at me and said, "Well I am kinda cold and hungry."

"Come on, lets get you someplace dry. "  and I grabbed him by the shoulders
and we headed to catch a cab.

We got to my place and the doorman asked if I was ok, and I said "Fine.  We
just got a little wet. "

All during the cab ride we were silent.  Once I got him in my condo, I
said, "welcome to my home.  I'm Eric.  The bathroom is down the hall."  Go
get those clothes off and I'll get you some clean dry ones and grab a nice
hot shower and I'll make something for you to eat."

I warmed up some soup and made a grilled cheese sandwich for him.  He came
out in the sweats and sweatshirt I had given him.  His eyes and face were
beautiful.  He sat at the kitchen counter bar and woofed down the food I
had fixed him.

He said thank you and asked why I stopped and helped him.

I said, "You looked so cold and your face and eyes looked so beautiful."
Then I stopped myself.  OMG..he thinks I'm a perv now.

"So you're gay?" he asked.

"Yes, I am" But I don't expect anything from you.  You needed some help and
I gave it to you.  But I did ask, "What is such a beautiful guy doing out
in the cold rain, starving?"

He said he had come out to his family 2 days before and they kicked him out
with not much more than the clothes on his back.  He had a backpack, but
that had gotten stolen at gun point the first night on his own.  He didn't
know where to go.

I went up and put my arms around him.  And he began to cry.  He said he was
tired.  So I said, lets get you to bed.  I led him to my spare bedroom and
he said, "Is this your room?"  No, mine is down the hall.  He looked up at
me and said, can I sleep with you.  I'm tired of being alone."

I said, of course.  So I took him to my room and pulled back the covers and
literally as soon as his head hit the pillow he was out.  I watched him as
he fell immediately to sleep and he was so beautiful.

I took my dog for her last walk for the night and then I got undressed and
joined him in bed.  He hadn't moved.  He was snoring quietly and very
adorably.  I fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke and looked over at my house guest and he had shed
the sweatshirt.  OMG his chest was so smooth and beautiful.  The way his
chest rose and fell with each breath was like watching a work of art.  I
felt a stir of my cock.  I felt ashamed.  I had promised him there would be
no strings but the guy is so beautiful.  Then a thought hit me.  What if
he's not an adult.  I mean he looked like he was 18, but was he.
OMG..that's all I need is to be arrested for child molesting.

I went to the living room and called work and took a personal day.  I went
to the kitchen and got some coffee brewing..  He must have smelled the
coffee as I heard a very strong stream of piss hitting the toilet in the
master bath.  There went my thoughts again.  God the cock that must be
making that huge wake in my toilet.  And if he sits down to take a dump...I
was almost jealous of my toilet seat.  God I AM a perv.  I need to have sex
more often!  He came out of the bathroom and came down the hall, shirtless
with my sweats hanging on his hips.  I would see the crown of his hip bone
and as he turned the corner to walk by the kitchen counter I saw the top of
two beautiful ass mounds.  There went my cock again.

He came into the kitchen and said the coffee smelled good and then he
hugged me and reached up and kissed me on the lips.  I didn't question or
stop him I reached around him and grabbed his waist and pulled him up into
the kiss.  God his skin was so smooth and felt like velvet.  There was no
stopping now.  My dick and libido were in control. I massaged his back and
felt his cock grinding against mine.  We were making out now.  I slowly
pushed him back against the kitchen counter and my hands reached down below
the wasit band of his sweats and grabbed those two beautiful mounds of
flesh.  God he was beautiful.  He pulled my tshirt over my head and he
started to kiss down my chest.  He licked my nipples and he kissed down my
abs and to my trail and then pulled down my sweats and my cock practically
hit him in the eye..

He said, "Someone is excited. " and he smiled.  The first time he had
smiled in my presence.

He then dove down on my cock and I went weak in the knees.  God damn that
kid could suck.  He was no amateur.  After a few minutes I pulled him up to
kiss me again and I tasted my own pre-cum.  He then said, "I want you to
fuck me..in your bed."  I picked him up and carried him back to my bedroom.

I lowered him gently on my bed and pulled down his sweats.  His cock was
breathtaking.  So beautiful.  I kissed his beautiful chest and perky
nipples and wasted no time devouring his hot dick.  God it tasted so good.
I sucked on it and milked pre-cum out of it. This guy was turned on and I
started working my wet finger in his ass and he moaned.  The most beautiful
moan you ever heard.  It was more beautiful than the greatest symphony or
opera that ever played at Carnegie Hall.  I could get used to that moan.  I
kept working his dick and working his ass and he said..."I'm cumming." And
he did...5 full blasts of hot, delicious cum.  I swallowed every drop and
lthen looked up at him and he said he was sorry for not giving me much
warning.  I smiled and said I loved every drop.  I told him again, he was
beautiful.

He asked if I was going to fuck him and I said, "Oh yeah. But I wanted you
to feel awesome and be pleasured.  You've had it rough for a while and you
need some pleasure."  He smile and said, " I could get used to this."  I
thought...so could I.

I let go of his dick and licked up a little cum that dibbled out of my
mouth.  And then I started licking between his balls and his ass.  I then
asked him if he would turn over.  He did in one quick flip.

I saw that beautiful ass for the first time.  OMG,I kissed both of his
beautiful mounds and then I pulled those incredibly beautiful mounds apart
and began eating his hot ass.  I tasted that yes indeed he did take a crap
this morning...and his juices were awesome and the beautiful aroma of his
ass....omg.  I was in heaven.  I buried my tongue deep in his hole and more
intense beautiful moans emanated from his beautiful mouth.  He finally
said, "Please fuck me".  I reached for the night stand and grabbed a condom
and put it on and lubed his beautiful ass an my cock and slid my dick in
his ass crack for a minute and he was now pleading..."Fuck me, PLEASE."  So
in went my cock.  Slowly as I wanted to savor this moment.

He was so tight and beautiful.  His back was beautiful This kid was just
beautiful.  I started a slow rhythm and bent down and kissed his neck and
cheek.  I then flipped him over as I wanted to see his beautiful face while
I fucked him.  I kissed him on the lips and picked up speed.

I said, "I won't last long, you are too gorgeous, and your ass is so
fucking tight."  His dick and come to full mast again and he started
stroking, fast.  He was moaning like never before and that made me even
more horny.  I picked up more speed and knew it would only be a few
seconds.  Just then he shot a volley of cum and I lost it and pulled out
and pulled off the rubber and shot 5 huge shots of my jism on his chest and
then collapsed on him and kissed him.

Our softening cocks were glued together by our cum.

He put his hand on my face and said "That was too awesome for words."  I
kissed his hand and said, "I agree."

I then said, "I have two questions."

He said, "What are they?".

I asked, "What is your name, and how old are you?".

He smiled, and said, "Are you worried you just made fantastic love to a
minor?"

I nodded and said..." yeah, did i?"

He laughed and said, "No, you're safe by two years, I'm 19 and my name is
Jason."

I said, "Good, then we can do this again without me getting arrested. Oh
and my name is Eric."

We spent most of that day in bed: Kissing, fucking, and talking.  He
finally phoned home and his Mom was worried.  Evidentially his Dad who had
thrown him out had been thrown out himself.  We showered and I washed his
clothes he had on and then I took him via cab to his family's house in
Queens.

Things are a little better for Jason with his Dad out of the house.

He came over this last weekend for a visit and asked about some of my sex
toys, but that's another story.


I hope you enjoyed this story.  Let me know, I'd love to hear from you.

Eric
Ecubed84@yahoo.com