Date: Mon, 17 May 2004 22:56:40 -0400
From: wesley martins <mart6854@bellsouth.net>
Subject: The Stud In Room 223 -- Part 1

This all took place about 4 years ago when I was a 17-year old, truly just
confronting my gay sexuality. Of course I'd realized, a few years earlier,
that I was attracted to other guys, but coming from an exceedingly small
town in an even more exceedingly conservative part of the country I hadn't
had much experience. Sure I'd fooled around with other guys who had been my
friends. The usual kind of thing: jacking off together, jacking each other
off and even one or two experiments with oral sex with me mainly on the
giving end (sure I got to put my cock in a few mouths, but only for a
moment or two, while I'd bring them to the point of no return). Well as
these few guys discovered girls I was left with only my hand for fun and
company.

Then I discovered the possibilities of the net. I found a couple of sites
where people were hooking up in every imaginable combination. So I began
looking for guys in the area with whom I could do the nasty. I wasn't
particular as to age, race, looks, etc. As long as they were equipped with
a cock and weren't scary looking or older than my dad I was willing to give
them a go.

While there were lots of men looking for other men the only two ads I found
in my immediate area were married guys looking for pussy. I was too
inexperienced back then to realize that they might have been horny enough
to share their cocks with me so I never even offered. Still looking at all
the pictures of hot dudes and hard cocks gave me plenty of jacking off
material so I visited the site daily.

Then one day I hit pay dirt. The description said that he was a 32-year old
married man looking for a great blowjob and that he wasn't fussy about who
gave it to him. He went on to explain that he was in the area for an
extended period on business, away from his wife and "crazy horny" to the
point that he'd settle for just about anything that got him off by way of
oral sex. He was honestly blunt saying he wasn't into reciprocating (didn't
want to take any surprises back to his wife) he just wanted to be serviced
or as he put it "I just want to kick back and enjoy feeding somebody my
thick cock and heavy load."

Well that sounded good to me. I'd been hoping for much more, but under the
circumstances the chance to suck off a straight cock was just too good to
pass up. So I answered his ad. I lied a little telling him I was 18 (which
would be true just four months later) and that I'd be more than happy to
give him what he was looking for.

Three days later I still hadn't received a reply to my offer. I began to
think that some guy was just getting his jollies by being a prick
tease. Then when I got home from school on Friday afternoon I found what
I'd been hoping for.

His message said that he was very anxious to get together with me. That he
was free all weekend and that he'd be happy to have me visit him in his
motel room. My hands were shaking as I immediately answered his message. I
told him I could meet him anytime he wanted during the weekend and asked
how we could hook up. I got so horny just writing back to him that I
stripped off my clothes, sprawled out on my bed and pumped out two strong
loads before either of my parents came home from work.

After supper I checked the site again and sure enough there was another
message from him. He said that he could pick me up at 1:00 the following
afternoon in front of the library downtown. He said he would then drive me
to his motel out by the interstate. He told me his name was Greg.

I didn't even think twice. I replied that I'd be there and I'd be wearing a
tee shirt, jeans and a red baseball cap. I also told him my name was Willy.

The next morning I did all my weekend chores in record time and then told
my mom I was going to the library to do a little research for school and
then just hang out for the rest of the afternoon. Town is about a 15-minute
walk from my parents' house so I left at around 12:30, right after lunch,
to give myself plenty of time. I sat on one of the benches by the front
entrance and watched every car that approached wondering which one would
have my stud in it. No car even slowed down, let alone stopped and I was
beginning to again worry that I'd been played. By 1:10 I was getting ready
to give up and leave. I was kind of daydreaming when suddenly I sensed more
than saw someone approaching from inside the library. Just as I was about
to turn my head in his direction, he spoke.

"Are you Willy? I'm Greg."

I was almost speechless. This guy was so much better looking than I'd dared
to hope. He was about 5'10", close-cropped blond hair, a ruggedly handsome
and a killer body that was well displayed in skin-tight jeans and a tee
shirt that was too small to contain his muscled torso. My eyes darted to
his bulging crotch and if I had been standing my legs would have given
way. The best way to sum him up was big, butch and beautiful.

I managed to squeak out a "yes, I'm Willy."

"Good.  You're a whole lot better than I was expecting."

"You too!" I managed to reply with sincere enthusiasm.

"Let's get going, my truck's in the parking lot."

I followed him to his blue Dodge Ram without either of us saying a word.

He got into the driver's seat and I climbed aboard on the passenger's
side. We'd pulled out into traffic before a word was spoken.

"I want you to know I don't have a whole lot of experience at this sort of
thing. I got a couple of blowjobs from guys when I was a teenager, but
that's it. It's just that I'm horny as a fuck and jacking off just don't
cut it. But I don't make a habit out doing things like this."

"I'm not really too experienced either," I said. "I've given a couple of
blowjobs, but not in the last two or three years, but I really need to have
sex."

With that he seemed to get a little uncomfortable. "You do understand this
is a one-sided thing? I mean I'm not going to return the favor in any way."

"Oh yeah, I understand," I reassured him. "You just want to lie back and
get sucked off, that's fine by me. That's enough sex to make me happy."

"Great. It doesn't have to be just a blowjob though if you're into it. My
wife is a real oral pro. I mean she gives me one hell of a full-body tongue
bath and I really get off on it. So feel free to do anything you want from
the neck down. I love having my tits sucked, my toes sucked, my balls
licked and best of all I love it when she eats my ass."

I hadn't even thought about doing anything more than an ordinary suck job,
but as he was talking my semi-hard grew into a full blown, throbbing,
rock-hard, leaking slab of cock. I'd heard about all the things he'd
described, but hadn't considered doing them, at least not yet. But from my
dick's reaction I figured when opportunity knocks...

"If that's what you want, I'll give it a try."

"That would be awesome.  Do you swallow? I love it when my wife swallows my
load."

One of my friends had shot his load in my mouth, mainly because he didn't
warn me he was cumming, but I'd spit it out. I didn't want to seem
unsophisticated, so I said. "Sure, if you want me to swallow, I will."

"Good, I think we're going to have a good time, you and me. I'm so horny
I'm pretty sure I can feed you two or three loads before the afternoon is
over. Are you up for it?"

I didn't have to think twice about it. "I can go as long as you can, what's
important is that you're up for it."

"I guess you're right about that."  We both laughed.

He then when on to explain that he'd been in town a month and would be
there another 3 months working on erecting a number of telecommunications
towers. He said that the company would only pay for two weekend trips back
home during the entire four months and then only for weekends, explaining
his advanced state of sexual need. He said he was used to sex with his wife
at least five times a week over the past 11 years.

"So if we both enjoy this afternoon we may be able to get together once or
twice a week until I leave."

"Sounds good to me."

We pulled into the parking lot of the Hampton Inn and I followed him into
the lobby and to the elevators. He was in room 223.  As soon as the room
door closed behind us I dropped to my knees in front of him. I was about to
reach for his belt buckle but he stopped me.

"I want to make this totally enjoyable. So chill out for a bit. I'm going
to take a quick shower; after all if you're going to eat me I want all the
important parts to be real clean. Make yourself comfortable. I don't mind
if you get naked, just remember it's a one-way deal."