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Subject: M2M ARCHIVE: The Flower Boy
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Date: Sat, 27 Apr 1996 15:02:51 GMT
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              some "oldies but goodies" from THE archive
                          enjoy or ignore

                              man2man


The Flower Boy

I was in the finishing stages of getting ready for my blow out
New Year's Eve party.  It's a formal affair and everyone
dresses.  I was lamenting the fact that I was 38, a handsome
and passionate guy, but would not have a boyfriend or lover
to ring in the New Year with and, since everyone coming to
the party was straight or coupled, there wasn't a chance
tonight!

The door bell rang, I was expecting the flowers to be
delivered...the caterer was coming later. My fantasies about
deliver boys took a rise when I opened the door.  The
delivery boy was a cute little young man who's name turned
out to be Michael.  He was a 22 year old college student
working during the holidays in the family business.

I let him in and told him to put the flowers in the kitchen,
and watched his buns as he coasted into the kitchen.  I
fawned over the floral arrangements (which were quite good)
and smiled at him and he smiled back.  We chatted about
the flowers and I commented on his physique.  He was about
5'7" tall, dark hair and tanned.  Dark eyes set off the boyish
face and white toothed grin.  He looked to weight about 155
and was muscular but not bulky.  

He grinned again, obviously pleased about his bod being
noticed and said that he worked out at school 3-4 times a
week.  I mentioned that I was an amateur masseur and really
appreciated a nicely developed body.  I asked him if he had
ever had a massage.  He stammered a bit, his shyness was
coming out, and mentioned that his mother and girlfriend
had had massages but that he never did.  I asked him if he
would like to have a massage.  He said that he still had one
more delivery.  I told him that I would love to give him just
a short massage, without oil, so that he wouldn't be late for
his last delivery.

Before he could say no, I led him into my study where the
massage table is always up and helped him off with his shirt. 
I began commenting on the work that he done on his back as
he took off the shorts and shoes that he was wearing.  He
was down to just a pair of skimpy cotton bikini briefs.  A
beautiful full basket was covered in cotton with the outline of
a nice cock and balls evident.

I told him to get up on the table, I didn't want to push my
luck in trying to get his briefs off.  He laid down on his
stomach and I professionally pulled the top sheet over his
lower body.  We chatted as I began broad strokes to warm
up the muscles in his back.  I told him that he should
concentrate on my hands and the contract on his body and
what I was doing to his muscles.  I told him that he should
tell me if what I was doing was painful, but most of all, he
needed to tell me if what I was doing felt good.  He moaned
in response to the work on his back.  I broadened the strokes
to include working down to his buns and I pulled them down,
just a bit, so that I could work into the small of his back
better.

His skin was smooth but beginning to dry out a bit with the
friction, so I leaned down and softly licked down the middle
of his back from his neck down to his ass crack, explaining
my actions.  He didn't way a word, until I did it again when
he moaned his approval.  

I worked down to his ass cheeks and began to massage them,
but his shorts were obviously getting in the way, so I asked
him if I could remove them.  He hesitated, then said yes so I
slid them off.  I moved the top sheet up to cover his back
and expose his buttock's and legs while I continued the
kneading of his asscheeks.  I got a perfect look at his cute
little asshole, framed by his tan line (college students do tan
in December!).  His asshole was lightly populated with dark
hair which trailed down between his legs to his pubes.  

I worked down to his muscular legs and kneaded his thighs
and calves.  I spread his legs a bit, so that I could work on
his thighs better and get a good look at his balls.  They were
big low hangers and very hairy.

I pulled the top sheet over him and asked him to turn over. 
He propped himself up and rolled over, exposing the furry
armpits that I knew he would have.  I pulled the sheet down,
noticing the semi-hard cock, and exposing his chest.  It was
smooth and very well developed.  His pecs were round and
perky little erect nipples finished the look.  

I moved around to his head and began to massage his face
and neck.  He really enjoyed the work on his neck so I
broaden into his shoulders.  I move to his pecs and chest,
pinching his nipples a bit.  He was moaning loudly now so I
bent down to lick his chest and nipples.  He sighed softly
when I licked nipples, which I combined with kneading
strokes to further the notion that this was a legitimate
massage.  

I move to his arms, which were nicely developed, licking his
biceps liberally as I abandoned the pretext of friction drying
out his skin.  I licked up into his hairy armpits and combined
my tongue and fingers in his sweaty pits.  They smelled like
boy sweat and hair and tasted salty and cleanly sweaty.  He
mentioned that had taken a quick shower during his lunch
break since he had been rushing around so much he had
wanted to freshed up a bit.

I licked my way down his sides and to his stomach.  I applied
broad circular strokes over his stomach, widening into his
crotch.  His dick was fully hard now, but he was
concentrating on my hands and moaning.  I pulled on his
muscles from his sides into his stomach and worked down,
using the same motion to his asscheeks.  My hands moved
the top sheet down a bit so that I was able to uncover his
hardon.  It was beautiful, about 7 1/2 inches.  It was straight
and hard, cut and the head of his cock was glistening with
the precum that had dripped out.  His pubic hair was dark
and bushy, it spread across his pubic area, with a little trail
up to his belly button and down into his thighs.

I pulled the top sheet back completely and moved down to
his thighs.  I spread his legs so that I could work on his legs
and thighs.  I licked the top of his legs and up into his thighs
while working his muscular legs.  His cock was twitching and
his big, low hanging balls pulled up each time I moved my
hands up his thighs into his pubes.  He spread his legs open
as I massaged his thighs into his crotch, stopping just at the
point where his thighs met his pubic area.

I licked the his pubes, right where his legs met his pubic area
and my face brushed his cock.  I licked his crotch while I
massaged his thighs and then brushed my tongue across his
balls.  He moaned and then tensed.

He said I'm straight man, and I asked him if it felt good.  He
said yes, but that he was straight.  I told him that I was the
one licking his balls, and did he really mind?  He said that it
felt good so I said that I'd like to keep doing it and I'd like
to suck his cock too.  With that said, I started nibbling up
and down the sides of his cock, and he moaned his approval. 
I licked up to the head of his cock and licked the precum off
of the head of his dick and then sucked his dick down my
mouth.  He shoved his crotch into my face and started
mumbling about how good it felt and to suck it, suck his
dick.

I obliged, sucking his cock and balls as he spread his legs
open completely giving me full access to his cock and balls
and hairy pubes.  I wet his entire crotch down with my
tongue savoring the clean sweaty smell and taste of his boy
crotch.

I licked down farther, pushing up his balls with my nose and
licked the warm hairy spot below his balls and above his
asshole.  He instinctively raised his legs and I licked up and
down his ass crack.  I lightly licked his asshole when I passed
moving up and down from his balls to his firm round cheeks.

Then I stopped at his asshole and licked gently around his
pink cherry hole.  He loved it and moaned and smiled when
I was licking his hole.  I licked his hole while his ass
squirmed in my face.  He was holding his legs up with his
powerful hands, flexing his pecs.  His furry armpits peeking
out for me to see up through his legs past his hard cock.

I licked back up to his balls and then his dick and began
sucking his hard dick again.  I gently played with his wet hole
and slid my index finger up his butt hole.  I sucked his dick
harden and faster now, while playing with his butt hole, and
he rhythmically matched my sucking with his hips after
lowering his legs back down.

He was getting close to shooting his load into my mouth, he
was moaning loudly and mumbling for me to suck harder and
faster.  He was breathing faster, taking in big deep breaths,
holding it a bit forcing the oxygen into his crotch.  All at
once, he screamed that he was cumming and started to shoot
a huge load into my mouth.  Shot after shot of his thick
white cum shot into my mouth,  his big fat hairy balls were
pulled up close to his  dick.  I felt his asshole contracting
spasmodically on my index finger up his butt hole.  

I sucked his dick dry, with his sensitive shudders giving me a
drop or two of more cum.  His dick softened in my mouth,
so I finally let it go and began to lick the sweat that my work
had brought out on his finely muscled body.  I licked his
crotch, savoring the smell of hair and his boy sweat.  I licked
up his stomach to his nipples and pecs and then into his
hairy boy pits enjoying the boy sweat that was dripping from
his armpits.

I then rubbed my hands all over his chest and pubes and
legs, cherishing the feel of his smooth sweaty body.  His
breathing was returning to normal and his beautiful cock was
laying on his stomach and his balls, covered with his sweat
and my saliva were hanging low again, between his legs.

He finally spoke, telling me how good that had felt, and that
he was straight but really loved the blow job that I had given
him.  I helped him off of the table and gave him a big hug
and asked if I could have his underwear.  He said that he
really needed them for the rest of the day since his shorts
were so loose, but would return tomorrow, with them and his
favorite jock strap for a repeat performance, if I wanted.

I wanted and he did return the next day.  What a nice New
Year's Eve it was, and....well the New Year's day return is a
subject for another episode!