Date: Sat, 08 Nov 2003 16:52:17 -0600
From: Jesse Mitchell <sinisteri@hotmail.com>
Subject: Soap Chat/ part 2/ Ty and Keith

Disclaimer: The story is purely fiction and is not intended to imply
anything about the true sexuality of Ty Treadway, Keith Hamilton Cobb or
the characters they portray or any celebrity incidentally mentioned in the
course of this story.

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"Hold it for me."

"No problem."

The tall ebony skinned man walked into the elevator. He gave a wide smile 
with beautiful teeth and a welcome look in his eyes. He was soft spoken but 
strong. His natural woodsman build always caught everyone's attention. His 
smooth skin and attractive face received reluctant stares from every woman 
and most men. The quietly playful Keith Cobb never seemed to notice. Even 
alone in the elevator with another man, Keith was seemingly oblivious to 
the moment playing out before him.

Always eager to jump into heat of the moment, Ty Treadway stood in front of 
the closed elevator doors. His pretty face was distinguished with his dark 
hair and sexy nose. He stood somewhat erect and alert. He had a very good 
build himself. His medium build had Herculean features and rugged quality. 
He wore plain off white slacks that covered his full perky butt. And his 
starched green dress shirt hid a tight chest. His expression appeared 
slightly blank with eyes that constantly conveyed a bad boy streak. He 
never once betrayed how thoroughly his glance of Keith had caught the sexy 
figure's body hidden beneath loose fitting jeans and a neatly tucked 
charcoal grey shirt. He even glimpsed the jean covered cute curved ass as 
Keith came to stand behind him.

In the eternity of their journey to the first floor, keys hit the floor. Ty 
looked down to see Keith squatting down to retrieve his keys. For a second, 
their eyes met. Neither man let even their eyes hint more than a casual  
encounter. Ty  faced back towards the elevator doors. He wanted them to 
hurry and open so he could get to his car. He had already stayed til dark. 
It had been a long day He had finished his project and was ready to get 
home at this unusually late time for him. He couldn't believe how late it 
was. He couldn't imagine where his thoughts were going. He couldn't imagine 
what to do when he felt the broad chest behind him brush against his back 
or the door knob pushing gently but distinctly along his thighs and center 
of his butt as it rose up. Knob? Whatever just touched him like that 
couldn't have been real.

Ty gulped in disbelief as he felt Keith close up behind him. He could feel 
Keith's breath on the back of his neck. A little scared, Ty was at a lost 
as to what to do. He put his head down slightly in confusion and in a 
submissive kind of way as if getting drunk off the awkward energy.

"Sorry." Keith offer as he reached passed Ty to hit the down button. Keith 
rubbed against Ty's side. Ty was too close to the controls for Keith not to 
have touched him in the act of reaching the button. Ty reasoned that must 
have been the case for their lost of personal space right now.

"S'okay, we weren't going anywhere unless one of us pushed the button. And 
I don't know where my mind is." Ty laughed a little.

"I got it. I just hope I pushed the right button."

"Going down is all that's on my mind right now." Ty nervously laughed as 
his left hand unintentionally tapped at the fist sized object in the front 
of Keith's jeans. He hoped Keith hadn't caught it. He knew better when 
Keith placed his right hand on Ty's
right shoulder.

When the doors opened, Ty dashed out the elevator. He slowed to a normal 
walk by the time he got away from the elevator. In the garage,  he walked 
for an century to reach his car. He hadn't even said bye to Keith.
Ty was shaking. He fumbled with his keys finally fitting the key in the 
lock. When he got the car door opened, he leaned in and  placed some stuff 
from his pockets on the passenger seat. When he stood back up, he felt a 
hand on his back. He turned to see the disarming smile of Keith meeting his 
eyes.

"Didn't mean to scare you back there."

"You didn't."

"The way you ran to your car... I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine."

"You are. I see that now. I just wanted to check."

TY concentrated on Keith's thick dark eyebrows and his bright eyes. He 
could see the pecs under the shirt were twitching. His heart was racing and 
his breathing was getting harder. Was Keith?

"You just seemed bothered."

"I'm fine." Ty turned leaning back into the car, over to the passenger 
seat.

"I see." Keith stared at the inviting ass covered in the slacks. He could 
swear Ty was wiggling it at him.

Without warning, Keith leaned into the car laying over Ty's prone body.

Ty was silent as he felt the heavy, taller body laying on top of him. They 
were alone in this particular quiet, dark corner of the parking garage.
No one could see them unless they were standing right next to them.
No one was even close to Ty's car. And the lighting was so bad they were 
practically covered in darkness. Ty let short pants escape his mouth as he 
felt the jeaned lump rubbing against his backside. It was speaking to his 
ass in a language he knew too well. He soon felt Keith Cobb's lips pecking 
at his neck and  as much of his back his shirt would allow.

"You okay?" Keith ran his hands under Ty's body groping his thighs and 
playing near Ty's midsection.

"Uh huh." Ty muttered as he felt a thick digit poke into his mouth. Ty 
instinctively sucked on the prodding member. He heard his belt come loose, 
and he heard his slacks come undone and ease down his legs as Keith rose up 
slightly. He then heard Keith undo his jeans and pull them down to his 
waist.

Ty kept thinking "right here?" Keith kept thinking about that wiggling ass.
When Keith descended onto Ty's back, Ty could feel the lump had 
straightened into a javelin that jabbed at his tight cheeks. Two fingers 
found their way into Jerry's mouth. Jerry sucked and softly bit at the 
invading digits. He wanted to consume the fingers as they jabbed towards 
his throat. He sucked on them with a quiet desperation. He felt the spear 
gain ground as it nudged into the treasure between his butt cheeks. He 
moaned around the fingers working feverishly now in his mouth. He came 
close to biting them as he felt the poker submerge most of itself inside 
him.

"Keith." Ty could only manage the one word between the fingers stuffing his 
mouth and his mind losing coherent thought in the instant. He felt Keith's 
free hand on his head. The hand lovingly rubbed on his head. Loving or 
lustfully? Did it matter?

"Keith. Fuck, it hurts. Fuck!" He felt most of the shaft and the helmet 
head of Keith's staff filling him up and withdrawing out of his ass. After 
the painful acceptance of the valued visitor in his ass, Ty responded by 
relaxing as best he could to allow it more entry and clutching at it to 
deny its partial exit. The pain never ended. It only changed in the way it 
made Ty feel. He appreciated the chance to give the long hard corn cobb the 
respect it deserved, no demanded. "Fuck, Keith. Fuck!"

"Okay. You asked for it." Keith mistook Ty's words as an order. He pumped 
harder into Ty's firm ass. He heard the slap of his nuts against Ty's 
expanding ass cheeks. He heard Ty managing some "Ooo"s with his lips still 
sucking on Keith's fingers that worked into his Ty's mouth. Keith fucked 
Ty's ass with his huge thighs pushing Ty's smaller frame into the car's 
front seat. And Ty's head was being pounded into the armrest of the 
passenger door.

"Take it easy man!" Ty secret;y loved being manhandled by the bruiser 
pummeling his ass. Keith paused for a brief moment to adjust their bodies. 
He pulled Ty back a little so Ty's head didn't hit the door as much. But 
with the powerful staff Keith was cramming into Ty's  ass, the smaller 
bottom's head couldn't help but tap SOS onto the passenger door. Again, Ty 
just didn't want to admit out loud the pleasure this brought him. He heard 
Keith whispering baby repeatedly into his ear as fingers jabbed at his 
throat and his ass expanded and contracted around the huge cock.

Keith had thought of hitting this tight ass whenever Ty walked by in the 
studio. He had stared at it whenever Ty stood in front of the snack machine 
or stood at his desk leaning over his computer to stretch his legs. He now 
enjoyed filling up this delicacy he'd unwrapped. The sounds of the fuck 
made Keith smile wide and made Ty submit to the rough ride Keith gave his 
ass. He got scared as he realized Keith closing in on his climax. His fear 
turned to anger as Keith pulled out of his ass and stood up from the car.

Ty lifted himself up to see Keith standing tall and jacking off the very 
thick ten inches that had just opened Ty up to a whole new world. Ty 
watched the closed fist pumping on the miniature baseball bat. It was wet 
and slick.

Ty grabbed his own very hard seven inches. He furiously pumped on his meat 
as he licked his  pouty lips. Keith walked up to Ty letting the ebony rod 
slip between Ty's lips. Ty lowered and raised up on as much of the ten 
inches as his mouth would allow. When he slowed down, he noticed that Keith 
would take up the slack and fuck his mouth. Ty did most of the work though. 
He was just that kind of guy who wouldn't let anyone do his work for him. 
He was soon rewarded with a high pressurized gusher that coated his tongue 
and throat even as white cream seeped from his lips.

Keith pulled away and dropped to his knees. He took down all of Ty's seven 
inches. He sucked and slurped like a madman until Ty shot wave after wave 
of hot cream into his mouth. Keith did not waste one drop.

The rest of the moment was a blur to Ty. He tried to picture the whole 
thing over in his mind as he drove home. His heart was heavy from the 
memory of Keith's beautiful jean covered ass walking away from him at the 
end. Ty's legs still felt like they were being parted from Keith's club. 
And his ass was aching and sore as he struggled to seat in his car seat. 
And his head ached. Ty wanted more.

As he drove home, Keith's cock throbbed from the workout it had performed. 
It wanted more. It craved more. Keith kept massaging on it as he thought of 
Ty moaning under him with his body language screaming for more.

Ty wanted to play again.

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