Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2001 08:43:57 -0800 (PST) From: Rutherford Smith <rutsmith@yahoo.com> Subject: Strange Bedfellows, Part 1 STRANGE BEDFELLOWS PART 1 -- RUSS It was late when I got to the hotel. The fucking plane had been delayed in Charlotte, and I got into this hick college town in the Blue Ridge mountains about 10:00 p.m. I was down here for a marketing seminar and the cheap company I worked for sent me down on a Saturday to save some dough. By the time I got to my hotel, my room reservation had been canceled because it was so late. I was asking the desk clerk about other hotels and there were none. I was getting agitated and my voice rose. The desk clerk said there was no available room and no other hotel in town. Fuck! At about that time, the last guy to have checked in, was just getting his key. He was on my left. Good looking stud with a marine type crewcut, well built, turned to me and flashed me a great smile. He had ultra white teeth, in a bronzed handsome face, and his smile was about a yard wide. He offered to share his room, since his was the last in the house. I immediately declined. After all, who wants to share a room with a strange guy in a strange hotel in a strange city? However, this guy persuaded me. Told me it was two double beds, and we could split the cost. The way he said it convinced me. I agreed, reluctantly. Hey, what else could I do? Upstairs, I got the first shock! Two double beds turned into one king- sized bed. I was saying good-bye and backing out the door when the jarhead grabbed my suitcase and told me, "Hey, what are ya going to do? There are no other rooms." Reluctantly, I accepted. We introduced ourselves. He was Rutherford Hayes Smith, a spanking brand new, 22 year old, USMC 2nd Lieutenant, who, he told me, was also a male stripper, working part time in gay clubs in the area. There was a sizable gay community at the local college and he was performing tonight. Not gay, but gay for pay. Me, I am Russell Johnson Jones, financial advisor and stock broker for a major national brokerage house. I was just your ordinary, serious, number crunching nerd, wearing a $300.00 suit and trying to make a big impression in marketing. That was my second shock. Here I was in a strange town sharing a hotel room with a marine male stripper. Ouch, wake me when the dream is over or should I say nightmare. My third shock was only moments away. Rut stripped down to a brief string bikini and headed for the shower with his toilet kit. When he came out he was nude and walked sensuously across the room to his suitcase. While in the shower he had shaved his body hair and trimmed his pubic bush into a small rectangular shape, situated just above the base of his shaft. He had a beautiful body. Big, about 6'3" tall, weighed about 205 or so, had these wide, wide shoulders, with great guns for arms. The chest was deep with thick pec development. A narrow waist and hips, muscular thighs and great looking calf muscles. He had six pack abs to die for. But for me the most interesting part of his anatomy was his dick. It was about 7 or 8 inches, cut, very vascular with veins clearly defined running up and down the long shaft. The ball sack hung low and was almost as long as his penis. He had the most beautiful mushroom cockhead I had ever seen. When he walked his dick swayed like a pendulum, first left and then right, while he meandered across the room. Standing in front of the mirror, Rut applied bronzing cream to his entire body, except for the T bag G string tan line. Every once in a while he bent over so I could get a good view of his rosebud asshole and low hangers. Clearly, Rut was the sexiest person I had ever seen. Soon, he pulled on a pair of old worn 501 levis, torn in strategic places, just under his back pockets so the buns of his bubble butt would show, the knees and the crotch area, too was threadbare under the enormous bulge. Yes, he was in danger of letting it all hang out since he skipped underwear. He pulled out a long platinum blond wig, adjusted it to cover that marine crewcut and combed the wig out. Then socks and western boots, a black leather jacket finished his outfit. I saw him put a couple of condoms in his back pocket, clearly someone was going to get lucky tonight. He left, telling me he'd see me later. I was hot and horny after looking at Rut's act for the last 15 minutes. I went into the bath, saw Rut's shaving gear and thought of what I would look like if I shaved by body hair. So I did. Not bad, I shaved my balls, shaft and trimmed my black bush into a neat rectangle just above my cock. I looked at my body closely. Not bad, I thought. Swimmers build, about 6'2", about 175 pounds, with wide slopping shoulder and a very narrow waist and hips. I was about 6% bodyfat and there was a center ridge that ran from my neck, through my chest down to my navel. I had a six pack, but not nearly as cut as Rut's. My dick was only about 6 inches and uncut and a tight ball sack. I used Rut's bronze cream and with the darker skin my muscles were more defined. I liked what I saw but I knew I would have to start lifting big tim to develop a more muscular body and to get up to Rut's speed. I had gotten a huge hard-on in the process, so I jacked-off. I squatted in front of the mirror, massaged my dick and applied some spit to lubricate it. I retracted the foreskin and lubricated it with saliva and began pumping it. The corona around my cockhead bulged and was very sensitive to my touch. Before long I shot my pent up jizz all over the mirror. I cleaned up and decided to get some sack time. I began to pull on some shorts to sleep in, but dropped them, thinking I'd better be ready for anything when Rut got back to the hotel room. I was restless, thinking about Rut, his body, his good looks, and most of all about his fantastic cock. I thought I heard Rut get back about 3:00 a.m., kick his boots off and drop his clothes off on the floor beside the bed. The bed was big enough so I did not get a sense of his even being there. I was drifting in and out of sleep, but I thought I faintly felt his hand on my joint at one point but I guess it was because the sheet had been thrown off me. I also felt something warm, wet and very hard snaking in and out of my ass crack. Reaching behind me I grasped whatever it was and slowly began to massage it back and forth. I drifted back to sleep, contentedly. In the morning I awoke about 8:00 a.m., with a raging piss hard-on, and got up and sauntered nude to the head to take a leak. I looked at Rut and he was stretched out on his back, naked with a hard-on as well. His beautiful dick was about 10 or 11 inches and stood upright with his left hand around the base of the shaft. Quietly, I got up, took a piss, flushed, washed my hands and went back to bed. Rut opened his eyes, carefully noted my hard-on and asked if I was glad to see him? Yeah, sure, I thought, and asked what he wanted to eat? He glanced longingly at my cock, but said coffee and some bacon and eggs. I then ordered breakfast for us both. He modestly covered himself at that point. We ate it in bed, talking and watching TV wrestling. We ate and talked, still nude. I could hardly take my eyes off this beautiful male specimen. I was surely infatuated with his body and masculine good looks. Everything about him was beautiful, especially his cock. Before my hard-on came back I decided to take a shower, and there I was all lathered up with soap and massaging my dick when the shower curtain opened and Rut stepped in. He said he was so horny he wanted a blowjob. I told him I didn't do that but maybe a handjob could be arranged as I reached out and grabbed his cock together with my own in my two hands and started to massage them both. God, that felt great. Rut dropped to his knees, clamped a lip lock on my dick and sucked it, pushing back the foreskin with his teeth and lips, flicking his tongue up and down my shaft, sucking the glans and rimmed the foreskin, before taking the entire 8 inches deep into his throat. He knew what it took to please a guy, his tongue flicked at the corona surrounding the cock head and flicked at the pee hole, trying to get inside it with his tongue. Rut wanted to go slow and easy, but I came quickly. Shot my wad and Rut slurped up every last drop. Quickly, we went back to bed and I tentatively went down on Rut. I licked his cockhead, around the mushroom and down the shaft, nuzzling his pubes and smelling his maleness. His cock was jumping with anticipation. I tried to take the entire 10 inches in my throat but couldn't get it past the gag instinct point. Rut was patient and slid the dick in and out gently until I learned how to take his entire shaft deep in my throat. I concentrated on the mushroom cockhead, flicking my tongue all around the circumference of the shaft, taking about 2 or 3 inches and sucking and licking that gorgeous cock. After a while I took some honey from the breakfast tray and smeared it on Rut's cock, ass and all over his six pack up to his belly button. I nuzzled his hairless armpit, and slowly worked down to his pecs, sucking and licking the engorged nipples. Following the honey trail down his abdomen, I licked and sucked every crevice in sight, spending a lot of time just above his pubes. Finally, I began to lick and suck his shaft, tracing with my tongue the vascular lines up and down the shaft. Stopping to graze on the mushroom head and going back under the shaft to his golf ball sized testicles, taking first one and then the other into my mouth and sucking them with a vacuum like force, then back to the head of dick and all the while Rut was bucking and thrusting his penis in my mouth and I could feel the pent up sperm coming from his testicles down the shaft of his penis and out of that glorious cockhead ready to shoot his cum in my mouth when he eased his dick out and ust stopped, he withdrew his cock and said he wanted to fuck my ass. I was reluctant, of course, as this was my first time and I really didn't know if I should give up my virginity on the first encounter. I waited, and went back to sucking Rut with great pleasure. He came quickly at that point and we fell in a heap on the bed. We stayed there all day, sucking and jacking-off then sleeping and waking to do it again. I couldn't get enough of that great delicious cock. Rut and I really hit it off that weekend. We became best buds, palled around on weekends and were a pair. We were very compatible, liked the same things, liked sex both ways. Some times we felt like having a chick, another time a guy. I was into Rut, he did something to me that I really liked and it wasn't just the sex. We spent many weekends together after that first night in the mountains. But, that's another story. End of part one.