Date: Sat, 3 Jan 2004 16:38:20 EST
From: Miketibbens@aol.com
Subject: SKI PATROL II

...I stood just inside the front door of his condo when he went in. I
didn't know if I should follow him or take off my snow covered boots
or just stand there. He still seemed angry with me and I certainly
didn't want to push him now. He was stomping around in the back of
the house and saying something to me but I couldn't make it out. I
bent down to unclasp my boots and I heard something rustle. I raised my
head and found myself staring straight at his crotch.

Much to my surprise and pleasure, Kirk had removed his snowsuit and was
now only dressed in his white long underwear and socks. I think he must
have bought his underwear a few sizes too small, because it stretched
itself around all the curves and bumps of his muscles from his calves to
his biceps. He also removed his watch cap and goggles and was now just
standing there in a K-2 baseball cap. I could have shot my load just
staring at him. He knew it too, because he just flashed his pearly
whites me and gave me a little wink.

"Even though I'd like to play doctor and nurse with you, I'd
rather it just be a game. Take off that snowsuit or you'll get
sick," he said with a little chuckle, "want a beer or something?"

"I guess you're right and sure I'll take a beer." I began to
undress and back he came with the beer. When you're out of that wet
stuff come on upstairs. I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough.
When I got down to my long underwear, I realized that I was soaked all
the way through the back from laying in the snow.

I made it upstairs and just stood there sipping on a beer as he flipped
through the remote. "What's wrong man?" he asked.

"I'm soaked to the bone, mind if I take a quick shower and try to
dry out first?"

"Yeah, I do mind, why don't you just get naked and let me try to
take care of you first."

I couldn't believe my luck. Not only had I already been fucked by
this Nordic god once today, he wasn't finished with me. Since I
didn't know when this streak of luck would end, I decided to jump on
the chance. He left the couch and came up over to me. He reached from
behind me and hugged me tight around the waist.

He started kissing me lightly on the neck and blowing in my right ear.
For some reason, and I don't know how he knew it, but that spot
really seems to get me going. His hands were roaming all over my chest
from nipple to nipple and down my abs. I felt his cock pressing against
my crack and I was instantly hard.

He grabbed my shirt at the bottom and started to pull it up and over my
head. When he got it up to my neck and my head was covered, he stopped
and just spun me around. I couldn't see a thing and my arms were
useless to me caught up in the shirt and his grip. His hot breath was on
my chest as his tongue massaged my nipples. Oh my god, my breath was
short and I thought I would pop. Suddenly, he bit down on my nipple and
I let out a yelp. He chuckled and then repeated himself on the right. I
couldn't decide if it was pain or pleasure, but I sure loved it.

In one swift move, he tore the shirt off me and let me see him again.
The grin on his face was almost an evil one. It was filled with desire,
control and lust. He knew I was his. I knew I was his and I was happy
to go along with it.

I reached out to touch him and he grabbed them and forced me to my
knees.

"Down, and ask for permission before you touch me." I was a little
thrown off and reached to touch his foot again. He was quicker than I
though and brought his other foot down on top of my hand. It hurt, but I
got the message.
"Ask for permission boy!"

I'd always been interested in the master/slave role, but had never
done it so I had to think quickly. "Sir, may I touch you sir?"

"Not yet, boy."

The smell of his sweat, mixed with the funk of his well worn socks was
intoxicating. I loved the smell of a big sweaty man who needed to be
cleaned. The taste of his sweat along my tongue as I examined every part
of his body was too much. I had to ask again.

"Sir, may I undress you and clean the sweat from you?"

"Slowly and without your hands."

He really knew how to tease me, getting him undressed with my hands
would have been the quick and easy way to get to the promised land, but
he was going to make me work for it. I could feel his eyes burning into
me as he just stared. I moved to the top of his right sock with my mouth
and began to work my mouth around the top in order to get a grip on it.
I managed to fit my tongue between his tight sock and his leg and had my
first taste of his sweat salty flesh. He let out a soft moan as I
managed to get a grip on it and began to pull it down. Slowly at first,
but as I reached his Achilles tendon, and licked it strongly, he let out
a great groan pulling his foot back and me on the floor with his sock in
my mouth. I wasn't sure if he enjoyed it or not but he wasted no
time putting his other foot in my face and telling me to "keep it up
man."

I worked the second sock down and spent even more time dancing around
his ankle with my tongue. I could tell he wanted the other tendon licked
but I decided to tease him a little. When I finally did lick it, the
same thing happened again. His socks smelled so good that I just sat
there with it in my mouth.

"Spit it out, you're far from finished." He shot his foot back up
to my mouth and said "clean my feet." I thought, gladly, as I began to
lick his toes one by one. Lightly sucking each one until he pulled it
out and fed me the next one. I massaged each tip with my tongue as a
little preview of what was to come.

I got myself to a kneeling position and began to lick my way up the his
legs. Feeling the texture of the fabric rubbing against my tongue and
taking in his scent. When I reached his waist, he turned and put his
gorgeous ass in my face. The scent of his love hole reeked of sweat and
moisture. I couldn't resist taking a bite so I opened up my mouth
and bit down ever so slightly to which he let out a little "ouch."

Taking a hold of his waist ban in my teeth, ensuring that my tongue was
at the top of his crack, I began to pull them down, inch by inch. I
could feel resistance from the other side as his engorged cock pressed
against the material, holding his cock. When the first inch was down, I
stopped and began to rub my tongue up and down his crack which was
covered with just the lightest coating of blond hair. His ass itself was
smooth, but the fur guarded the treasure.

One more inch came down and the first strong whiff of his hole made
itself known. I was close now and when I began to lick, I started to get
that familiar taste in my mouth. I couldn't take the inch by inch
anymore and just grabbed on and yanked down. When I pulled down, I could
feel his cock pop loose from the underwear and he sort of became a little
wobbly on his feet. He adjusted himself and as I got them down, he
kicked them off.

He turned himself around and I found myself face to face with that huge
ten inch piece of meat one again. I reached out to the head, already
dripping with sweet smelling pre-cum and he pushed my head away.
"I told you to ask!"

Breathing deeply, and trying to calm myself down, I cleared my throat
and said "Sir, may I please lick and suck your cock?"

"No, begin my cleaning my balls." Once again he chuckled as his monster
wagged in my face.

I began by licking his scrotum slowly taking in all the wonderful aroma
of cock, balls, ass and sweat mixed together. The perfume it gave off is
heavenly and I was drunk with excitement. Taking each ball into my mouth
and giving them each a thorough tongue bath seemed to please him as he
moaned with pleasure. After trying to fit both huge orbs into my mouth
and failing, he pulled out and without warning started rubbing the head
against my lips. Back and forth just slightly grazing the skin of my lips
and letting strings of pre-cum stretch between the slit in cock and the
slit in my mouth. I gently licked some of it in my mouth to get a sweet
taste and then began to lick the head.

Kirk moaned and grabbed the back of my head forcing me to take as much
as possible with one hard forceful push. Four or five inches made its
way into my mouth and began going down my throat before the gag reflex
hit. I gently pulled it out while I collected myself and began again.
He started to pump himself into my open mouth with greater speed and
depth on each stroke.

As his dick passed over my eager tongue on each stroke, I could feel the
blood pulsing through his veined member. The pulsing of it began to
increase as did his moans. There was no way I was going to lose the
chance to have him inside me again, so I began to slow down the pace and
gradually pulled off.

Kirk seemed to know what I want and with what seemed like one fluid
motion, leaned down, pushed me on my back and had me legs over his
shoulder. I expected him to slam into me again as he did before, but he
shocked me when he lowered his mouth over my waiting cock and began to
suck. I never imagined that he would do it but he tried.

After about a minute of constant sucking, he was overcome with passion
and once again raised my legs up. He was still dripping wet and put
himself at my waiting hole. I wasn't disappointed and he wasn't
patient when he shoved in with one full push. I groaned in pleasure and
pain as he just let it sit there.

The thrusting started out slow and short but eventually he began making
full strokes, hitting my magic button with every entry. I was rolling in
pleasure as I reached down and with simply grabbing my dick, shot my load
all over my chest. The clenching of my ass on his cock seemed to be to
much as Kirk started to grunt, groan and swell within me. He began to
shoot volley after volley of hot jizz deep into me. His sweat poured on
to my body and he filled my body.

When he was finished, he collapsed on to me and kissed me gently.