Date: Thu, 18 Apr 2002 13:47:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon taylor <jontaylor2@yahoo.com>
Subject: "The Youth"

                   The Youth

                  Written by
                Jon Taylor Jr.


Hello, I'm a 20-year-old young man. I'm 6'2", 200lb,
blond hair, deep blue eyes, well built. I work out
every day in my gym at home. I'm living at home with
my mother, in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I moved back home to
help my mother, not only did we just lose my father,
we had found out that my mother has cancer. My mother
is in a wheelchair so I have to dress her, driver her
and every thing. She goes to church every Wednesday
and Sunday, and I have to take her. I can not come out
to her she would die of a heart attack, so that is were
I'm at. I did not like going to church, I could think
of many many other things I could do instead of going
to church like going and getting lad or somthing like
that but my mother is worth it.
	One Sunday when the service was over my mother said
that I should go with the youth, I tried to get out
but the youth leader (Bro. Robinson) heard her and
said that he would get his mother to take my mother so
I could go and he was hot anyway. We went out to eat
and then went to a park to play football all the young
men in my mothers church was hot, young, and in shape
men and I loved having them tackling me to the ground,
felling there well defined bodies on mine. I kept
getting the ball just to get tackled. This went on for
hours when we were finished Bro. Robinson asked me if
I would like to stay at his house till it was time to
go to church to night, at this point I had to relieve
my self, do to all those young hot studs on top of me.
But I said what the hell "Ok".
Then we went to his house and he asked me if I wanted
to tack a bath, he lived in a little apartment that
did not have a shower. I got in to the tub and notest
that was no soap I asked him were it was and he said,
"I'm sorry I have to run to the store really fast to
get some" so I took this time to relieve myself. I
started to stroke my 8" manhood. Picturing Bro.
Robinson in all his glory. I got my rethum down and I
was going to town. I was all most ready wen I looked
up to see Bro. Robinson looking at me with a bar of
soap in his hand but I was to far to stop now he just
stud there not saying anything, just watching me with
my manhood in my hand going up and down. I could not
stop and he looked like he could not stop watching me
when I broke the silence with "Do you want to help are
just stand there?" he did not say anything still for a
while but said, "You would not mind." I replied, "Not
at all, I would love some help from you."  At that he
toke his shirt off and got down beside the tub and
moved my hand and replaced it with his. I stared in
his eyes, he had the most beautiful eyes I had ever
seen, and they were hazel. His hair was brown; he
stood about 5'9", around 190lb. He had a nice 6 pack,
no body hair at all that I can see. He watched his
hand stroke my manhood his hand felt so good. I
started to moan and at that he asked if he could join
me in the tub. I said that he could and at that he
stood up and undid his pants and pulled them off,
there he was in a red thong, his manhood coming out of
both sides of his thong. He smiled at me then pulled
them off to free his mammoth size cock, My jaw fell
opened, he had to be at lest 8" soft. My eye could not
leave his manhood, I have not been with that many guys
but I had never seen any man that big before not have
I ever imaged any thing like it before. He then asked
me, "Are you inviting me in your mouth?" I could not
say anything. He stepped in to the bathtub and stood
over me and I lend up and grabbed it with my mouth and
sucked on his head for a long while. Then I tock a
little more in and inched my way down his shaft, I got
all of his soft but harding manhood in my mouth. I
know that if I get it all the way in be for he got
hard that I would be able to take it all in and I
started to suck as he got hard it started to slid down
my trout as he got hard. He now was as hard as a rock
and as thick as a can of soda. I started to pull off
and sucked on his head, my tong danced with his dick
inside of my mouth. I looked up at him as he watched
me play with his head in my mouth, looking up at him I
slide down his shaft again and tell his balls came to
my chin. "I had never had anyone how could tack all of
my 10" in there mouth before" he said looking in my
eyes. I responded with a smile.
"I'm going to cuuummmm!!" he said as he let go of a
really big lode of cum in my mouth, I can swallow fast
so I did not miss a drop. He sat in between my legs
and rested his head on my chest.
"Thanks man, that was the best blow job I had ever
had" he said.
I held him for a little bit and then he asked me if I
would fuck his ass. I was in shock that this big
dicked man asked me to fuck his manhole but I told
him, "Yes, but it will hurt!"
With that I told him to lean over the bath tub side
and he did, I ate his ass like it was my last supper.
He moaned really loud. Then we came around and then we
set in between each others legs, me on the bottom, I
put my dickhead on his asshole and told him to sit so
if he wanted to stop he was in control. He inched his
way down all the way till he was on my lap. When he
sat down I grabbed his big dick and sucked it as I
pumped his ass. We were in heaven, I had a cute man on
my dick and a big dick in my mouth, and he had a dick
in his ass and his dick down my throat, what more
could a gay man ask for?
This went on for about tow or three hours, my sucking
and fucking him tell his watch started to beep. "O' my
God, it is time for church!" he said. We cleaned up
and went to church.
	My mother was there and she told me that she had the
best time with the pastor's mother. They went shopping
and had there hair done. Then she asked my how was my
day with Bro. Robinson I just said, "We had fun!". I
didn't lie we did have fun I just did not tell her how
much fun we had.
	I noticed that all the young men in the church was
looking at me and giggling, "could they now, would
they tell my mother!?" I asked myself. I don't care
if any one knows that I'm gay just don't tell my
mother. Then Bro. Robinson set next to them and was
whispering in their ears; they just giggled even more.
Then church started and everyone faced the pastor and
paid attention to his words.
	When church was over the young men and Bro. Robinson
came up to me and asked if I would like to come to
their sleep over that they have every Friday at Bro.
Robinson's house and I said this church thing might
not be all that bad!!

	 Written by Jon Taylor Jr.