Date: Tue, 7 Aug 2001 17:30:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeremy Richards <jeremy_richards_79@yahoo.com>
Subject: Abercrombie Ass-Fuck

"Abercrombie Ass-Fuck" by Jeremy Richards
Note:  This is a true story.

Any comments would be greatly appreciated.
My email is:  jeremy_richards_79@yahoo.com

	Just as many other stories begin, that special day had begun
without a hint of what was to come.  I am a 22 year-old college student,
6'1", 165 pounds and have a completely smooth and tanned body.  As usual, I
had woken up at six o'clock for my daily jog around the city.  I enjoy
exercising and keeping my body rock-hard because of the attention that I
get (of course).  I came back to my apartment, showered, dressed and left
to my summer job.  I got back home at a quarter past eight and changed into
some gym clothes; I also like to workout during the nights.  After an
especially intense workout, I decided to go back home and get some rest.
All was within its usual place until I noticed that I had forgotten my
doorkeys.  This was especially worrisome because my roommate did not get
off from work until ten o'clock.  Luckily, I was slightly acquainted with
some of the other guys who live in the same apartment complex as me, and I
figured that they would not mind if I were to crash at their place for a
while.  I knocked on their door and waited.
	A few moments later, a tall, dark boy in a towel opened the door -
he had the perfect face and body to be an Abercrombie model and was the
model fraternity boy.  "Hey, man, what's going on?" Greg asked me in a
joking matter, playfully hitting me on the shoulder.
	"Nothing much, except I've locked myself out, and my roommate
doesn't get home until ten."
	"Oh, no problem, come on in," taking me by the shoulder and leading
me into the television room.
	"Sorry I interrupted your shower," I genuinely apologized.
	"If you don't mind me saying, it looks like you could use a shower,
too" he said with a flash of perfectly white teeth.
	"Would you mind if I took a shower?  I look pretty gross."
	"No man, let me go get you a towel, and you can borrow some of my
clothes."  He led me into the bathroom and threw the towel into the
bathroom.
	I closed the door behind me and peeled off my sweaty muscle-shirt
and warm-up pants.  I was standing there only in my dark blue jockstrap
that hugged my cock so close that you could see every detail when the door
swung open.  Greg walked in and gave me a sheepish smile.  "Sorry dude,
forgot to brush my teeth" he said with a grin.  I was standing in front of
the mirror and sink where his toothpaste and toothbrush were, and he
brushed up against my bare ass wearing just his towel.  It seemed slightly
strange to me; he could have easily gotten his things by going around me.
"Wow, you have a nice set of pecs and your back, how'd you get it like
that?" Greg asked me, admiring first my front and then my naked back-side.
I thought that I would play along and hope that something would develop.
	"Just a lot of repetitions and weight-training.  But it takes its
toll, my shoulders are really sore," I quietly whined while rubbing them.
	"Oh, here man, let me get that for you." Greg repositioned himself,
pressing his towel-hidden cock hard against my ass, rubbing my shoulders
and blowing hot breath onto my ears.  I released an unexpectedly audible
moan and grabbed the nape of his neck, pulling his tender lips to my cheek.
He took hold of my waist just inches away from my slowly growing dick and
spun me around until we were face-to-face.  I stroked the bottom of his
back, edging lower towards his tightly wrapped towel, and he moved his
fingers around to my naked butt, spreading and clenching my hard mounds of
ass.  Our lips met, and he pushed his thick tongue into my impatient mouth.
I finally managed to work my hands underneath his towel and with one quick
jerk, I uncovered his body: an amazingly beautiful ass, a soft cock about
five inches long and a low-hanging sac with two golfball-sized balls.  We
shoved our bodies together as hard as we could, his pubic hair scratching
up against my stomach and my hands preparing to explore his hole.
	"Man, why don't you show me what you got," Greg huffed out.
	"You're going to have to do it yourself if you want it that badly."
He did just that and pulled my jockstrap to the floor.  I became a little
braver when I asked, "How would you like for me to do you a favor?"
	"Sure dude, whatever you want."  I did not hesitate at all, and I
dropped to my knees.  My right hand was reaching to the top of his chest,
pinching and twisting his hard tits, and my left hand explored his hard
ass.  Starting at the top of his stomach, I kissed my way down, licking the
curves of his six-pack, playing with his hairy bellybutton, burying my nose
into his thick black pubic hair and finally slobbering down to the base of
his slightly erect cock.  I clinched onto his prick lightly and stared at
the head - he had the biggest mushroom head that I had ever seen.  I licked
all around it and down the entire fat shaft.  I opened my mouth as wide as
I could, pressing my lips tightly around my teeth and engorged the entire
head with one deep breath, slurping all of the spit that I could muster.
Before going further, I raised up a little and stuck one of my fingers to
his face, imploring him to suck on it.  He did just that and swirled his
tongue around my finger.  Greg muttered a barely noticeable, "Oh yeah,
dude."
	I quickly went back down, this time taking in his mushroom head a
bit more gingerly and pressing my moist finger against the entrance of his
tight, pink hole.  I slipped the very tip of it in and felt him jerk and
let out a deep groan.  He piled his hands onto my still sweaty hair and
pushed my mouth deeper onto his thick cock.  Greg was clinching and
releasing his pretty little ass, trying to push my finger farther into it.
I continued to suck up and down his shaft.  I could feel every thick vein
exploding from the surface until I reached the base of his eight-incher.  I
buried my nose into his pubic hair and inhaled the freshly made manscent
that was seeping from his sweat, and I nudged his sac with my bristly chin.
My finger finally extended all the way into his ass, but I could tell that
Greg wanted a little more.
	I pulled my finger from his pink hole and made one last slurp on
his beautiful cock, sucking up as much of his sweet precum as I could.  I
stood up and kissed Greg with my wet mouth and muttered, "Let me fuck you,
stud."  Instead of verbally answering, he dropped to all fours on the
ground and raised his hole high into the air, begging me to fuck him.
Before attempting to ram my seven incher into his incredibly (and believe
me, incredibly) tight man pussy, I caressed his hole with my tongue,
spitting all over and using my fingers to push the lubricant inside of him.
My cock was still hard from Greg's touch, and I pressed the tip of my head
against him.  One hand was stroking his muscular back and the other was
relaxing him by stroking his long cock.  I could tell that he was becoming
less tense, and I attempted to shove my cockhead inside of him.  With one
quick motion, I shoved it into his delicious asshole.  I do not think that
Greg had ever done this before from the look on his face; he looked very
unprepared.  I jerked on his dick harder, following the entire length of
it, and rubbed his smooth sac with the palm of my hand between strokes.
With many strokes, I succeeded finally in pushing all of my prick into him.
The sweat was beading and collecting on Greg's back, and I could see the
sweat dripping off of his face.  Though the apartment was warm, the
bathroom was ever warmer and more humid because of his shower.  I teasingly
asked him if he liked what he was getting; all that I got in return was a
weak "Fuck me harder, dude."
	I plowed my dick harder into him, smashing my balls into his tanned
butt.  Our ample sweat made a clapping noise with every contact that our
bodies made.  Greg's cock was beginning to grow tighter, as was his giant
sac.  I belted out, "Cum for me, stud.  Spray it everywhere, I want to see
you cum."  I only had to keep talking like this for a few more seconds
before he did just that.  His entire body shook, his asshole clinched more
tightly and his cock vibrated.  Greg spewed load after load of his white
stuff all over the bathroom floor.  The sight of this male god cumming did
me in, and I released five or six streams of cum into his ass until it
started to spew out of it.  Greg was breathing so heavily that he laid down
onto the floor in an attempt to catch his breath.  Tired too, I stole one
last suck on his cock to taste what a man like this tastes like and laid
down on top of him.  We kissed passionately between his breaths; though
Greg may have seemed out of breath, his tongue remained restless.
	When we got up, I asked, "So, are you still up for that shower?"
We climbed into the bathtub, turned on the shower head and made love again
under the hot water.