Date: Wed, 9 Jun 2004 00:01:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Niftyman <niftyman55@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tom, peeping

When I and my wife divorced, I went my way and she
went hers.  She had her problems, mostly a lack of
veracity, commitment and fidelity.  I got an apartment
and licked my wounds.

I wondered if there was something wrong with me.  My
ex-wife was the only relationship that lasted longer
than a year.  And it was over before it was over, if
you know what I mean.

My apartment looked out over the bay and I used to sit
on my balcony and read.  I wasn't up to going out yet.
 I liked the warm evenings, the sounds of the street,
but I didn't have to mix with the people.

After being there about two months, I saw Nick down by
the pool.  He was about 6'2", 200 pounds.  A real
manly man.  I'm 5'11", 175.  Not bad shape, but not
like Nick.  I didn't know his name.  I just noticed
him swimming in the morning.  Alone.

It seemed that I saw him around more often.  He was
always alone.  I saw him on nights that most men would
be out dating.  Alone.  I felt that too, because I was
alone.

His apartment was several floors down from mine.  I
didn't know that until I looked out over the edge of
mine, down at an angle, and saw him laying back on his
chaise lounge and pull open his robe.  He was freaking
naked!  Damn, what a body.  And I wasn't even gay!

He was down below the edge of the balcony railing and
hidden.  I started looking for him down there, every
time I went out on my balcony.  And I would see him.
That body and that cock.  I saw the cock the first
time.  Men's bodies are different than women's, and
there is that cock right in the middle.  Not getting
around it.  It is a cock.  It was a nice cock.  It
always seemed almost erect.

I began to think about that cock a lot.  I would see
him down by the pool or in the parking garage and I
would think about that cock.  Nice and fat, laying on
his leg, his legs spread slightly.

Sometimes, Nick would be on his belly and I would see
his ass.  Nice globes of ass, parted slightly.  I
wished I had an ass like that.  I wished I had that
ass.

I started jerking off to images of sex with men again.
 When I divorced, I went through a period where I
didn't feel like sex.  I worked in a small office and
didn't meet many new women.  I would play with myself
and I would think about cocks.  I would think about
asses.  I would run my hand down between my legs,
spread my legs out and think about someone rubbing
their hand there, playing with my anus, lubing it up,
sliding a finger in.  I thought about actually sucking
on a cock.  I had been very close to it once in
college, but never did.  I had chickened out.  Now I
regretted it.  What was it like.

It wasn't too long before I was thinking about Nick
and his cock.  I wanted to suck it.  I wanted him to
feel me up.  I wanted him to slide between my legs,
push them apart and put his cock in my ass.  That is
what I wanted.  I wanted to find pleasure with another
man's cock up my ass.  Not just another man's cock,
but Nick's cock.

I became self-conscious around Nick.  I found myself
near him in the parking garage and the idle image of
being on my knees, sucking him off right there almost
overpowered me.  I looked at him and realized that I
was licking my lips like a nervous school girl.  He
looked at me and I was afraid that he knew what I was
thinking.

He introduced himself.  Nick.  I half expected his
last name to be manly, like Steel, or something like
that but it wasn't.  Nick Wilson. Tom, I said.  Hi
Tom.  And the small talk flowed.  Lived here long?
Which floor?  Like the weather.  Nice pool.  Like to
swim?

I'm not a strong swimmer, so I said so.  He said that
he would be glad to give me some tips.  He had swum in
college.  I wanted to say that it looked it, but
didn't.  He said that he swam in the morning, come on
down.

Cool.  I'm crazy about his cock, and he is straight.
Okay, I can be straight also.  I wondered if I should
wear a Speedo and see what he did.  He wore a stretchy
suit but it was a longer cut.  So we were on for
swimming in the morning.

I went down in the morning.  It was Saturday morning.
Another Friday date night gone with no date.  Nick
came down and stretched a little.  We talked about the
cool morning air.  He took a couple of laps and then
told me to go.  I swam as best I could.  I was gasping
after one turn.

He told me that I just needed some confidence and
practice.  He gave me some tips and told me to try
again.  We spent about two hours in the water, talking
about stuff, swimming, talking, swimming.  I liked
Nick.  I was sorry that I ever had thought about his
cock.

He asked me what I was doing that night and I said
that I was thinking about a movie.  He said that he
wanted to go out, but that he didn't want to go out
alone.  Would I want to go along?  Hell, yes, I wanted
to go along.  The way I figured it, if I picked up
what bounced off him, I would be doing okay.  He told
me to swing by his apartment at 7 pm.

I was rocking.  I went out and did a little shopping,
got a new shirt, a haircut.  I wanted to look my best.
 At 7, I was at his door.

He opened it and he was still in his robe.  I knew
that robe.  And I knew what was under it.  I tried not
to think about it, but that was like telling a duck
not to swim.  All I could think about was that sweet
looking cock.  Here I was, thinking about scoring some
babe tonight and then there he was in that shorty robe
with that cock hiding just under the hem.

Tom, you look great!  Yeah, you do too, but I couldn't
say that.  I'm running late, sorry about that.  Glass
of wine?  Okay by me, just don't pick up a penny in
front of me wearing that robe.  Couldn't say that
either.  Yes, I'll have a glass of wine.

He had the bottle on the balcony.  I went out with
him.  The balconies of the building were staggered.  I
looked up at my apartment.  I turned and I was looking
right into his eyes from about 12 inches away.  I took
the glass of wine and knew that I was busted.  Shit!
He knows I'm a perv.

I like to lay out up here.  Was he smirking at me when
he said that?  I don't think anyone can see me.  He is
smirking.  What the hell is going on?  Lay down on the
chaise, Tom, and tell me if you can see your balcony.

I lay down and look up, backward.  I can see my
balcony.  And then Nick blocked my view.  Then what I
saw was his face and my eyes uncontrollably went south
and there was that cock, hanging down under his robe.
I couldn't help it.  I couldn't tear my eyes away.
When I did, he was more than smirking now.  Nice view,
huh?  He was laughing.

I was very embarassed.  I started to get up to leave
and he said to sit back down.  He sprawled in a chair
on with his legs splayed.  The robe pulled up and his
cock was hanging right out there.  Tom, you gotta
relax.  Relax, hell, I was about to jump out of my
skin.

He got up and walked back of me and started to massage
my shoulders.  It felt like his cock was rubbing
against me.  I could feel a warm lump where his cock
would be hanging.

He said that he wanted to go out with me tonight, but
that there was one thing that I should know.  He was
bi and that we would probably go to a mixture of
clubs.  How did I feel about that.

BI?  Damn!  I felt alright about that.  I was very
confused.  I wanted to go out and I wanted to stay in.
 I wanted to fuck.  He said that he had waited to see
how I was dressed so that he could dress in a similar
style.  He invited me into his bedroom to help pick
out some clothes.

I followed him into his bedroom and he had me sit on
the corner of the bed.  He had to walk back in forth
in front of me as he went from dresser to closet and
back.  It only took a couple of trips, but I figured
that he was showing off and wanted me to make a move
if I was going to.  He was still wearing the robe and
had put on a pair of white jockeys.  I saw his half
hard cock go into the jockeys.  He saw me watch it go.
 He went to the closet and pulled out a shirt, then
decided that he wanted to wear bikini briefs.  He
pulled the jockeys off and pulled on some white nylon
bikinis.  They were only one ply thick.  I could see
ever vein on his cock.

I looked up and he said that maybe some black ones
would be better.  He was standing in front of me when
he said it and I reached out and put my hand on his
hip.  I didn't know what I was going to do next.  I
started to pull his bikinis down and he moved closer
to me and then his cock was right in front of my eyes
and pointed right at me and I could see the little
bumps on the skin of the the head of his cock and the
slit and the wetness of it and I put it in my mouth.
I realized that my eyes were closed and I was going at
his cock for all I was worth.  I had to have it.

I realized that he had pulled his bikinis off and
spread his legs, shucked his robe and was standing in
front of me in all his naked glory and I had his cock
in my mouth.  I slid my hands over his legs, around
his buns, slurped on his cock.  I had a cock in my
mouth.  I had his cock in my mouth.

I felt him pulling me up.  I was a few inches shorter
than him, and I felt him pull my shirt out and rub his
warm hands on my body.  At that point I was no longer
sucking on his cock, but kissing him on the face.  I
wanted to kiss him so much.  I wanted him to kiss me.
I helped him get my clothes off and then we were on
the bed.  I was still wearing my jockeys.  We were
laying on our sides, kissing and he had his hands
inside them, playing with my buns.  I wanted to feel
his hands pull them apart and find my anus.  I wanted
to feel his fingers there, knowing he was going to
have me.

I was thinking maybe later, but if now is good for
you.  If now was good for me?  It was all good.  I was
hard as a rock and he pulled my jockeys down.  My cock
came free and he took it gently in his hand.  I knew
that I was going to give it up to him.

He slid a knee between mine and spread my legs. I
pulled my leg up over his, liked his hand playing with
my ass.  His fingers slid around the curve of my ass
and found my anus.  Yes!  Go for it!

This was pretty wierd.  I was straight one moment, gay
as hell the next.  I wondered what all the hangups
were about.  I wanted to experience man to man sex,
all of it, and it seemed so natural.  What do you want
to do?  All of it.  He laughed.  Sometimes people want
to do somethings more than others.  I hesitated.  He
looked into my eyes.  He knew.  I was faking it.  You
have done this before, right?  I couldn't say
anything.  Oh, yes, I'm a pillow biter from way back.
He knew.  I thought that you were bi like me.  I
didn't say anything.  I don't want to pressure you
into something that you don't want.  I looked at him
and kissed him on the lips.  Our tongues met and
danced.  I wanted it all.

I want to be your boy tonight.  I didn't want to sound
melodramatic, be a queen.  I want to have it all.
What ever you want to do, I want too.  I felt like a
little girl next to him.  He rolled over on top of me
and I spread my legs, wrapped around him.  Okay, you
can be my boy.

Damn.  I was his tonight.  He found my nipples and
started sucking them.  I had never had my nipples
sucked like that.  I was hard as a rock. He worked his
way down to my cock with his lips, playing with my
nipples with his fingers as his tongues found my
belly, then my cock.  I had my legs spread as far as I
could spread them, and he helped himself to what he
found.  I had never had a blowjob like that.  I wanted
to cum.  I wanted to cum in his mouth and then have
him feed it back to me.  I wanted to be a cum slut.
He had a finger on my anus, pushing slightly.  I
wanted it in me.  And then I was cumming, spraying it
out, body flopping on the bed like a fish gasping for
air.

He licked up the drops where he found them on me and
then he was on me, my arms were around him and he was
kissing me again.  I wanted to do the same for him.
His cock and gone down a little, but I started on his
nipples.  I really went at them, kissing, sucking,
teasing, but it wasn't having much of an effect on his
cock.  I wasn't doing it right.  I felt some pressure
on my shoulders and I slid down to his cock.  I took
it in my mouth and started working on it.  I could
feel it start to swell in my mouth.  Damn, that was
cool.  Soon it was as hard as it could get, pumped up
like a balloon.  I wanted to do good so I slurped on
it, took time to suck on his balls.  That had never
worked for me before, but maybe men are different.  My
nipples worked, his didn't.  Go figure.  I let my
tongue go as close to his anus as I thought I should
go.  I was right there on that little bit of skin just
in front of it and he started to pant.  I was tempted
to slick my tongue across his anus, but I was a little
scared of that.  I worked my way back up to his cock
and slurped on it, then went back down toward his
anus.  I think I had him figured out.  I went back up
to his cock and then made the slow journey down toward
his anus.  I took the plunge and trailed my tongue
across his puckered anus.  He flopped back on the bed,
his magnificent body open to me.  I did it again and
he spasmed.  I did it a few more times and it seemed
like he was going to lose control.  I got my lips
around the head of his cock just as he came.  I didn't
do a good job of catching it all.  I got some of it,
but some ended up on my face.

He pulled me up and kissed it off my face.  I was on
top of him and he wrapped his arms and legs around me.
 I felt like I was being eaten.  I had found his weak
spot.  Tom, I want you to fuck me.  What?  He had it
backward.  That was my deal.  He pulled me up from the
bed and into the shower.  I liked being slippery with
him.  I liked it when he washed me from top to bottom,
playing with my anus, cleaning it.  Tom, I want to put
my tongue and my dick in there later, but first I want
you to fuck me.  Okay, I think I'm up for it.

We're back on the bed, both soft and I'm thinking
about what has happened.  I like it.  It feels good.
Tom, make love to me.  Who am I to say no?  I take my
time and explore his body.  This is different from a
woman.  I like it.  I didn't know it could be this
way.  I am a man and I like men's bodies too.  I just
found out.  I work my way down to his ass and spread
those round buns.  He is on his tummy and there it is,
all tightly puckered.  I go around the outside of it,
then gradually work my way  to the center.  Goddamn it
Tom, quit teasing me and give it to me.  I thought he
was talking about my tongue, and slipped into the
center of the ribs of skin.  Nick let out a big ahhhh.
 Come on, Tom, I can't take any more.  Give me your
cock.  Fuck my ass.  Give it to me, man.

This was a first for me and I got the lube out and
slicked up his ass.  I slid my fingers down his crack
and found his balls and cock.  I rubbed them lightly
with my lubed up fingers.  He was laying with one leg
cocked, mostly on his belly and I was in back of him.
I slid my middle finger into his ass.  He rolled up
and we started kissing as I finger fucked him.  I put
more lube on my fingers and pushed it into him.  He
pushed back against my hand.  I added my index finger.
 Feeling another man's ass is different that feeling
your own.

He was getting hard.  Tom, give me your cock.  I
didn't know if I was ready for this.  I was hard.  I
was ready.  I put a little lube on the head of my cock
and then pulled a condom on.  Nick was on the bed with
his ass in the air, ready for me to take him.  I lined
up my cock with his anus and he pushed back against
me, reached between his legs and lined my cock up,
then pushed against me again.

A tortured AHHHH seemed ripped from his lungs as the
head of my cock slipped in, followed by the rest of my
cock.  I could not believe how warm and tight it was.
This was good.  Tommy, give me a good fucking.  It had
been several months, but I hadn't forgotten how.  I
fucked him for about 15 minutes, giving him the best
strokes I knew how.  After about 10 minutes, he wanted
to be face to face and he flipped over onto his back.
I took him in one push and he like that.  There I was,
pounding his jock body with my cock and that is what
he wanted.

I could feel myself getting close so I started to pull
on him.  He had his hands above his head and I felt
like a stud.  I reached down and started rubbing his
cock.  Yeah, Tommy, fuck my ass and fuck my cock.  I
couldn't believe this gorgeous guy was talking to me
that way.  I started banging him and jerking on his
cock.  I pushed hard into him and started cumming.
His ass spasmed on my cock and he started cumming.  I
had never jerked another guy off and it felt like
power to have his cock in my hand as he came.

We collapsed on the bed, his cum between us.  I was
sweating up a storm.  We laughed and he kissed all
over me.  Tom, that was great.  Damn!  Why didn't we
do that before?

We took another shower and then went out.  I was
hungry so we had a lite bite, went to a gay club that
he knew.  It felt good to be in on the secret.  I
liked feeling his arm around my shoulders.  More than
a few times, he pulled me back into him and I felt his
cock against my ass.

We went back to his place and I wondered what we were
going to do.  He pushed me down on the couch, pulled
my pants down and took me into his mouth.  I was hard
in a hurry.  He pulled his pants down and straddled me
with his cock right in front of my mouth.  I slurped
on it and then he had me kneel in front of the couch,
lean my weight onto it and he fucked me there.

I lost my cherry, draped forward onto the couch, legs
spread while Nick fucked me silly.  I want to see your
ass spread out for me.  I want to see your little ass
spread open around my cock as I am fucking you.  Nick
could really talk up a storm and did while he was
fucking me.  I was worried that it would hurt, but
Nick lubed me up good, almost too good because I could
feel  a little bit run down my leg.  I helped him put
a condom on and then he was in me.  He had stretched
me out with first one finger, then two.  I loved the
feeling of his live finger in me.  I was awash with
feeling and when his finger first entered me, I wanted
to be like a bitch.  I wanted him to slap my ass, tell
me what a great fuck I was, beg him for his cock.  I
wanted to slut out.  I was hunched over the couch, ass
in the air, getting ready to get fucked and that is
all I wanted.  Putting the condom on, knowing that
this cock was going to take my cherry, rolling it
down, wanting to suck on it and get fucked by it at
the same time.  I wanted him to want me.

And he did.  He put his cock against my little cherry
ass and said Tom, I want to fuck your little ass.  I
wanted your ass from the first time I saw you on your
balcony.  I saw you once in the parking garage and
your pants were in the crack of your ass and I wanted
to pull them down and fuck you right there.  Hello.
Nick wants me.  Has wanted me for a while.  I could
feel the tip of his cock on my ass.  This is it.  It
is going to hurt.  He is pushing in.  Tom, baby, push
back on me.  I started to and it seemed that if I
acted like I was taking a shit that it felt better.  I
worried for a moment that I would shit.  It's okay,
Tom, you are doing great, keep pushing.

Goddamn, I have a cock in my ass.  Fuck me.  Come on,
fuck me.  It's okay, Tommy, I'll pick it up. I love
your little ass.  I want to fuck it again and again.
And then I felt his hair against my skin.  All of that
cock was in me and it didn't hurt.  A little
discomfort, but not pain.  I like this.  I can take
it.  I can take a fucking.  Fuck me.

Tommy, give me your ass, baby, let me fuck your ass. I
want your ass.  I loved to hear him and I wondered if
he wanted me to respond.  Fuck me, Nick.  Just fuck me
with that great cock of your.  I have my face on the
sofa cushions, totally laid out for him and I want it.
 He gives it to me.  I had to brace my hands over my
head so that I wouldn't get pushed into the back of
the sofa.  Bam, bam, bam.  He was in and out of me and
I liked the feeling.  The emptiness and then the
fullness.  The skin around my anus loved the
crinkliness of his pubic hair as it ground into me.  I
thought I was going to cum from that alone.

Nick settled down to a mantra.  Your ass, Tommy, your
ass.  Your ass, Tommy, your ass.  I had my own.  Fuck
me, Nick, fuck me.  Then he was pounding harder and
deeper and I could feel that he was getting ready.  I
was lost in the ether and I could feel his hand on my
cock.  One hand was on my waist, the other on my cock.
 I wanted to cum and make him cum in my ass.

I swear that stars exploded when I came.  My ass was
tight and burning and he was jacking me and cumming in
my ass.  Deep stab with his cock, pump, deep stab,
pump, four or five times.  I was pushing against him
with my ass, squeezing him.  I felt like I had been
used to the last degree and I was deeply satisfied.

He collapsed on me and we both laughed that exhausted,
well fucked laugh.  Oh my god, Tommy, that is the best
fuck I have ever had.  My ass was sore.  I don't know
if I can do that again, Nick.  I squeezed his cock
with my ass.  It burned, but it was a good burn.  Hey,
Tommy, I don't know if I can get it up right away, but
keep that up and I will.

But he didn't and we went to bed in each other's arms.
 He got it up again the next morning, Sunday, fucking
me as the sun was rising, and then we went to brunch.
My ass burned, but it felt good to squeeze it and know
why it burned.  I felt him up under the table and he
sucked me off in the car.

We fucked and sucked each other for several months and
then we decided to start dating women again.  We both
have girl friends, but we like getting a little on the
side from each other.