Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2004 18:55:03 -0500
From: Drew ... <Maxkolbe80@hotmail.com>
Subject: Out-of-the-Blue, ch. 2

Disclaimer: This story is about sexual relations between men, thus if it 
is illegal for you to read this story, for any reason, such as age,
local/regional prohibitions, then stop here and leave.  
Also if you are offended by male  to  male sex, then please leave as well. 
The story that you are about to read contains graphic depictions of
male/male sexual acts, and if you like them  then Enjoy!

Thanks for all your comments, I really enjoyed reading them, and hope to hear
more from you all soon. 

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---from pt. 1: 
 
Drew, 
	I really enjoyed being with you today. I hope that we can do it again
sometime. I will call you. 
						Todd.

This was the note that I found on my computer, after returning from the
bathroom, and from one of the hottest sexual encounters that I have had. I
didn't know what to think of what had happened, but I did know that I was
glad that it had happened, and I was hoping that there would be more in the
future.

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Just to recap: I am Drew, 20 (at the time) college sophomore, 5'11",
175lbs, nice build, and all, and Todd is a god, ha ha, 6'2", deep tan body,
black hair, blue eyes, so ripped that I could do my laundry on his stomach,
with nipples so perk, that I could chip a tooth on them.  Again the names
have been changed to protect those semi-innocent parties involved.
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It has been about a week since Todd first called me out of the blue, and I
can't seem to stop thinking about him, it is like I am under some kind of
spell. I keep dreaming about him at night, and I daydream about him when I
am in class. This has got to stop, I can't live like this, under the spell
of a guy, even if he is simply gorgeous.

It was Friday, and I had just gotten out of my last class of the day, at
noon, kick ass! This is not to say that I didn't enjoy my Modern Philosophy
class, but there is only so much Immanuale Kant that one person can
take. Being the weekend, and having no plans, I was looking forward to just
lounging back in my room, maybe check out Gay.com see what was going on. As
I walked across the quad to my dorm, a slight breeze blowing by made the
day seem that much better. I knew that it would be a good day; I would open
the blinds in the room and the windows, and just breathe in this wonderful
Autumn air.

I came into my room, after a breif interlude in the loo, I dropped my
bookbag on the opposite desk, thinking to myself, how wonderful it is not
to have a roommate. I opened the blinds and the windows, and stared out on
the campus. I had a wonderful view, 11 floor room and all. I turned around
and looked at my answering machine. That is when I noticed that I had
messages, three to be exact. I crossed the room making a beeline for the
little black box, and punched the flashing red light.

"Three new messages" came the automatic voice of the machine. "Message one,
... Hi hunny, its mom, haven't heard from you in a while....." I hit the
button on the machine to continue to the next message. "Message two, .. Hey
Drew, its David, just calling to see what is going on. Maybe we could get
together later, if you are free.  Talk to you later, hun. Ciao."

"Great," I think, "yeah I should be free, maybe dinner and a movie would be
the order of the evening." "Message three," comes the dull auto tone of the
machine, "Sup Drew, its Todd. Just calling to see if you were going to be
free this afternoon. Was hoping that I could come by, and, you know,
hang. Well I will try you back around 12:30p.  Can't wait, hope you will be
there this time. Lata."

I was siked to say the least. My head snapped to the clock on the desk
across the room, it read 12:28p. I wouldn't have to wait too long to hear
his voice, not to mention see and feel something else. Realizing that I was
going to see Todd, made me become truly more sensitive. I could feel the
grime of the day on me, and made a decision that after I would talk to
Todd, I would go jump in the shower, and clean myself well. As I stood
there contemplating what I should do, I began to strip off my clothes, so
that I could make a mad dash to the showers, after our meeting was
set. Waste not, want not; and for this I had been wanting, and waiting for
a while. I didn't know at that point what would be the events of the
evening, but I knew that no matter what did happen, I would be able to feel
his body next to mine, his hardness throbbing because of me. As I was just
about completely nude, stripping my boxer-briefs off, and feeling the
gentle breeze of the fresh Autumn Air refresh and revive my body, the phone
rang. Before I could even think, I snatched the ringer off the hook, and in
an exasperated voice spoke, "Hello?"

"Why, Hello to you too, stranger," came the deep masculine recitence from
the other end. Immediately I knew that it was Todd, no other introductions
needed to be made. "You sound out of breath, hope I didn't catch you in the
middle of something, did I?"

"No, just undressing to go jump in the shower." I stated, alittle catching
more of my breathe.

"A shower, huh? Now that sounds like an idea. So are you going to be free
for a little visit this afternoon?" he questioned.

"Yeah, I should be. Nothing on the agenda, and I would hardly say that
anything attached to you would be little."  becoming playful in my tone.

"Well there you have me stud, you're right, and he is already waking up at
the prospect. So what do you say, meet you at 1p, your room?" Todd asked.

"Sounds like a date then. That should give me enough time to jump in the
shower, and be ready when you bring your sexy ass up here."

"Cool, can't wait. See you then." Todd replied.

"Ciao." I stated, then hung up the phone, now on a high that few things
could bring out of me. No sooner than the reciever was in its cradle, than
I had grabbed my towel and shower kit, and dashed into the shower.

Quickly, but thoroghly washing the grime of the day off of my body; it was
almost as if I hoped to break the sound barrier in the shower, and in a way
move time more quickly, so that the slow minutes that still waited to pass,
would hurry on their way, so that the time of the meeting would get
here. It was then that I said a lonely prayer, so that when that time did
come, the minutes would slow, so that every second would seem like a hour,
and our passion would fuel us, alone, and not the clock. Taking my time
drying off, I slowly strolled back down to my room. I peacefully put the
shower kit away, and hung up my towel. Now was the daughting task of
deciding what I should wear. This was always the worst and longest time
consummer for anything that I did. I could take forever, trying to decide
what to wear, if given the chance. As I looked at the clock, I realized
that I had taken more time in the shower, than i had thought; the red
digits read back to me, 12:56p.  'Great,' I thought, 'four minutes to
decide. To hell with it. I will just throw on some soccer shorts, and my
green adidas shirt.  It always brought out my eyes.' Checking myself in the
mirror, I ran my fingers through my hair, giving it that disheaveled look
that I liked so much. Great! I looked great! I moved over to my desk, and
picked up my pack of cigarettes that were lying there. I pulled one out,
and lit it, inhaling in the peace and calm that the nicotine brought. I
exhaled the smoke. Relaxing, leaning on my desk, I stared out my window. I
smoked my cigarette in peace, reveling in the little glimpse of sanity that
it allowed. I crushed the butt in the ashtray, and turned to pull some
socks on, when there was a knock on the door. "It's unlocked."  I yelled,
knowing exactly who, or hopeing that it was he, was on the other side of
the door.

"Drew?" came Todd's voice echoing through my room.

"Yes, get your ass in here." I answered. "Didn't you recognize the voice?"

"Not really, it was a little lower than your usual tone." Todd replied,
catching me off guard.

It was then, that he appeared in full glory in my doorway. Gorgeous would
be an understatement, he closed my door, and locked it, then turned and
faced me. He was wearing a black wife-beater shirt, that accentuated his
tan skin, and his magnificent chest; he was also wearing a pair of black
Adidas warmers, that were the button up sides, and a pair of black leather
sandles. 'Wow!' I thought to myself.  It was then that he spoke, breaking
me out of the revelry that his appearence brought me into. "It is good to
see you again, I am sorry for the note and the suddenness with which I left
last time, but I spooked myself."

"It's ok." I consoled him, "Don't worry about it. I understood. Let's not
dwell on the past, and start having some fun in the present."

"Sounds great," he replied, as he kicked his sandles off his feet, and
began to remove his shirt.

"Here, let me help you." I said, as I closed the gap between us. I grabbed
his waist and pulled him close to me, as his arms encircled me.  Then he
began to work my shirt free and off, while I moved my head into his,
lightly touching his lips with mine. A low moan escaped the tight confines
of our kiss, as he removed my shirt, and started massaging the muscles in
my back with his strong hands. I managed to pop a few of the buttons on the
sides of his pull-ons and wiggled my fingers into his pants, making contact
with his strong thighs, feeling first the material of his silk boxers, then
the sinewy muscle underneath. Wanting to catch him off guard, and because
of an irresistable urge brought about by the pull-ons, I broke our kiss,
and grabbed the front material of his pants, and with one quick movement,
yanked them off his legs, surprising him in the process. Yes the desired
end. (For those of you that have never had the pleasure of tearing them
off, or the shock of someone doing it too you, then I suggest you try
it. The feeling on both ends is wonderful.) As he stood there, exposed, and
shocked, I noticed that the bulge that I had felt was actually sticking
through the fly, peaking its head out, examining its surroundings. I
chuckled at this, and then tossed the pants to the sides, and moved back
into the embrace of Todd.

"That was just not right." Todd said, then kissing me with such passion,
that I knew he liked it, and wasn't about to put up any real complaint.

This time it was to be my shock when he broke the kiss, and grabed the
sides of my shorts and yanked them down, with my boxer-briefs.

"Turn abouts fair play." Todd stated, looking up at my from his position on
his knees. But before I had a chance to respond, I was jolted into the
imminse pleasure of his mouth wrapping itself around my cock. As he found
his rhythm, he slowly removed the shorts from my feet. I put my hand on his
head, and began playing with his hair, as he deep throated my dick, playing
along the underside with his tongue. Everytime he woudl move back to the
head, he would circle his tongue around it, making me moan in approval,
then he would slide back down the length of my dick, and as my dickhead
would tickle his throat and be enveloped by its tightness, he would work
his tongue out, to lick my balls.

Feeling my legs getting weak, and the tightness in my balls signalling my
closeness to climax, I pulled Todd from his position, and replaced my cock
in his mouth with my tongue. As we stood there kissing, I took his
extremely hard cock in my hand, and began to manipulate it, so that he was
leaking pre-cum like a stream, making for a wonderful hand-job, but just
the warm up he needed. I moved down to my knees, now to give him the same
treatment. I gently picked up his cock, brought it to my lips, barely
touching the tip with the tip of my tongue, so I could taste his
pre-cum. As I allowed my tongue to linger on his dickhead, I began to
slowly work my tongue around his sensitive head, then taking him slowly
into the confines of my mouth, until my nose was buried in his pubes, and
his dick was logged in my throat. As I began to feel the tell-tell signs of
needing oxygen, I heard a deep gutteral moan escape from Todd. I moved my
eyes to his head, with his cock, still buried to the hilt. He was staring
down at me, and when our eyes locked, he shuddered and moaned again; as I
slowly moved off his cock, so that I would be able to breathe. I pulled
back to the head, allowing it to rest on my tongue, as I manipulated his
balls in my right hand, while hold the base of his cock with my left.

I then felt his hand on my head, and the slight pressure that he placed
there, so as to instruct me to go down again. So what was I supposed to do?
I slid down the length of his cock, until I was again aquainted with the
feeling of his balls on my chin. His hand on the back of my head, playing
with my hair, with light pressure to keep me where I was. As I stayed down
again as long as I could, I felt his balls begin to tighten in their
sack. I pulled back on his cock, till again the head was only in my
mouth. I then began to quick dick him, with my mouth, till every
menstration was causing him to moan or jerk; I could feel his balls
tightening even more in his sack, but not wanting this to be over too
quickly. I pulled off his cock, and moved down to his balls, so that I
could bath them in there sack, and pull them back down from their tightened
state. After licking and sucking on them I stood back up and began to kiss
Todd passionately; moving him and I over to the bed. I layed down on it,
and pulled him on top of me, so that I could feel his hard prick next to
mine, grinding into one another, pulsing, throbbing, oozing with the juice
that made us both slick, so that they slid together with more ease.

As we kissed, his grinding became more insistent, more feverish, more
determined. I could tell that he was getting close again, and I knew that I
was too, but I wanted that precious fluid inside of me, down my throat, not
wasted.

Breaking the kiss, and pushing him up, so that Todd was sitting on my
thighs, I grab his hardness and began to slowly wank him, but at the same
time pulling his cock closer to me. As I pulled harder, he scooted closer,
till his cock was again at my lips. I licked the head, clearing the pre-cum
away, and savoring the flavor of it; then I licked around the head, and
slowly, painstakingly licked his entire prick clean, making sure not to
miss a spot. Moving lower so that I could again bathe his balls in my
mouth, I allowed his prick to lay along my face, making for an interesting
picture for him, I am sure. After making sure that his baby makers were
well wet, I slid the length of his cock back over my tongue, and took the
head in my mouth, sucking gently to pull his entire cock, into my mouth and
then down my throat. As his cock slid into the confines of my throat his
entire weight was on me, and I was at his mercy to pull his cock out. But
before I even began to choke from lack of oxygen, he slowly removed his
cock, till just the head was inside my mouth, wrapped by my tongue, then
ever so slowly, he slid back down, establishing a rhythm. He slowly began
to fuck my face, not with the force of someone trying simply to get his
nutt, but with the carefulness of someone that knew what it felt like to be
in this position. I his movements became more fluid and his pace quickened,
I grabbed on to his ass, so that I would have something to hold onto, and
allowed my right hand to grasp his balls that were slapping against my
chin. I pulled them towards me, to make this last as long as I could. As I
began to play with his balls, licking them as they came towards my mouth,
when his prick would be buried in the tight confines of my throat. He was
holding my head, so as to give him some balance and leverage as he
face-fucked me, deep dicking me with the awesome meat that was his cock. I
could tell that he was getting close even more, as his assault on my mouth
and throat became a little more erratic. As he pulled back again, I pulled
his cock out of my mouth, and told him to sling around, that way we could
both have some fun.

I slid his cock back in my mouth, as he twisted around, not wanting to
remove the pleasure being given to his prick; once around he engulfed my
dick in his moist mouth, making my hips thrust up of the own volition. I
then began to really concentrate on the cock that was throbbing with
anticipation and of course a little pain, with the need to cum. I began to
suck his cock deep into my throat, messaging it with my throat muscles, as
he began to take the lead, and began pumping into my mouth and throat, as I
returned the favor thrusting up to meet his mouth.

I was grasping his tight mounded ass, so that him humping my face and
throat didn't become to furious, and cause me to choke, there by breaking
the well oiled rhythm that we had established. I moved my left hand to the
cleft between his cheeks, so that I could play a little with his cute
winking rosebud. I could smell the clean smell mixed with a faint hint of
soap and his musk, telling me that he had recently showered. Feeling his
balls with my right hand, I played with them just enough to take his mind
off my other hand, as I could feel him tighten just a little when my
fingers lightly caressed his tightening rosebud; however, he didn't move
off of my dick to speak, so I knew that a little ass play was ok. I could
feel his balls move in their sack, as they began to tighten again,
signalling that he was getting even closer to a well earned and well
deserved orgasm; he also was playing with my nuts, as he expertly sucked on
my cock, soliciting the same reaction as his were doing. I could tell that
both of us were well on our way to major climaxes. As his pistoning cock
drilled my mouth, I could tell just how close he was, because again they
were beginning to become a little erratic. As he pulled his cock up, it
popped out of my mouth, and rather than slide it back in, I moved up to his
tight nuts. Popping each into my mouth, bathing them with my tongue, when
they were dripping with my saliva, I began to lick on his taint, (the
section of skin between your balls and your rosebud) doing so, caused Todd
to moan deeply around my cock, causing vibrations in my cock which were
sent directly to my balls, making them tighten even moreso, signalling just
how close I was. As I moved my tongue up his taint, towards the goal, his
rosebud, his moans became deeper and more aggressive, as did his sucking on
my dick.

As I made my way up to his hole, I could see it winking at me, inviting me
in, and when my tongue made contact with it, Todd let out a moan that put
me so close, that I could barely concentrate on tonguing his ass. However,
the fact that he didn't stop sucking my cock, but rather redoubled his
efforts, showed me that he was enjoying what I was doing. So I attached his
hole, kissing it, licking it, running my tongue around the tight wrinkles,
feeling it, loosen and tighten as I tried to work my tongue inside. All the
while Todd was moaning, panting, sucking, and growling around my cock,
giving it sensations that made it tingle with pleasure, and pulse with
desire. I could feel my balls tighten up, as the cum began to boil over in
my nuts. I moaned that I was getting ready to cum, but I don't think that
Todd cared, all he could concentrate on was the feelings that my rimming
and tongue fucking his ass were giving him. I attacked his rosebud, forcing
my tongue inside the tight grip of his sphincter, as I manipulated his cock
with my right hand. I could not only hear his moans, but I could feel them
as the reverberated in my cock, sending waves of pleasure through my balls,
causing them to boil over. I could feel the cum boiling and barrelling up
out of my nuts, and pulsing through my shaft, as I forced more of my tongue
in his virgin hole, moaning myself, as I reached the peak of orgasm. I
could feel the cum shooting out of my cock, and into Todd's mouth, as he
moaned again and again, and swallowed furiously to keep up, and not loose a
drop of the man juice which he had caused to errupt. As my orgasm reached
it peak, and began to subside, my head fell back, out of its kiss with his
rosebud, and against the pillow, just as exhaustion took hold.

However, I was not to be stopped there. I knew Todd had yet to get his
rocks off, and I could still feel what my rimm job had caused, as I played
with his nuts. Instead of allowing him to move. I scooted down some, and
moved back on to his balls, sucking and flicking them with my tongue. As I
allowed his nuts to falls from my mouth, I slid my tongue along the shaft
of his cock, feeling it pulse against my tongue, reaching the end, I licked
the tip, before I completely engulfing his entire phallus down my
throat. Tightening the grip that my throat muscles had, I logged his prick
in my throat, buried, but not dead, pulsing. As I toyed with his balls in
my right hand, I reached up with my left, and began to tweak his nipple,
ellicitng a moan from him. As he withdrew my deflated cock from his mouth,
after nursing it past its climax. I withdrew to the tip of his cock. When I
reached the tip, I could taste his delicious pre-cum, but this was not the
time to savor it, as he thrust his length back into my throat, and began to
re-establish the rhythm of long dicking my throat, only modifing it,
slightly, so that when he was balls deep he could hold it there a little,
then back out, then back down, feeling the tightening muscles of my throat
grasping, messaging his head and part of the length logged there.

He kept the rhythm up, as be became more aggressive with the pace that be
fucked my face, building towards his own orgasm. The deeper he went, the
better it felt, the harder he pounded the hotter I got. I could feel his
balls tightening up in their sack, and his organ widen and lengthen in
preparation. I knew he was close. He went down, buried in my throat, and
left it there, feeling the muscles message and grip his thickening cock. I
felt his cock swell and begin to spasm buried in my throat, as he released
his seed deep inside of me. I swallowed, massaging even more his cock, and
pulling more seed out of him. His moaning were animalistic, male, and deep,
reverberating through the room. I only pulled back, when I began to
convulse because of the lack of oxygen. Six good full shots, has gone down
my throat, and as I pulled his cock back so that just the head was in, I
could feel the thick essence of his maleness shooting to the back of my
throat filling my mouth with his flavor. Salty/Spicy/Sweet, these words
filtered through my mind, all were accurate as I tasted and swallowed the
cum that was filling my mouth, but there was only one word to truly
describe it, delicious. I swallowed all that I could, till all that was
left was the dribbling of his cum onto my tongue. I nursed his
super-sensitive cock in my mouth, till it went flacid; slipping from my
mouth altogether, and slumping on my chest. His moans were replaced by the
deep breathing of post orgasmic fatigue.

We rested a little, after he switched around, and laid his head on my
chest. I was contented to lay there, thinking that he might get a second
wind, and we could go at it again, but just enjoying the closeness that it
would bring us.

However, that was not to be the case, because just as we were drifting to
nap, and enjoying the post-coital bliss, the phone in my room rings. I move
over to pick it up.

"Hello?" I ask

"Hey Drew, what's going on? Its David."

"Hey David, what going on with you? I quizz him. "I got your message, maybe
we can get together later."

"Damn Drew, you sound out of breath. Did I catch you in the middle of
something?" David askes

"No, not exactly, but call me back in about an hour and we will get
together."

"Sounds like a plan, and you better tell me about this stud that is causing
you breathing problems." David replies

"You bet." I say hanging up the phone.

I turn toward the bed, where Todd was, and he is standing up with his shirt
back on, buttoning up his pants, so he can put them back on.

"Everything alright?" I ask.

"Yeah, just didn't realize how late it was, I have practice here shortly."
He states, looking at the clock.

"Holy Shit!" I exclaim, not realizing that it was a quarter till four in
the afternoon, "I guess that I will talk to you later then, right?"

"Yeah. I'll call you." Todd says, as he pulls on his pants, leaving me
there, still bare assed, with him fully dressed.

"Ok, I guess then I will hear from you later." I state as Todd walks to the
door, unlocks it, and looks out, checking for a clear hallway. He then
looks back at me, says goodbye, and exits. Leaving me there standing bare
assed. I reach over lite a cigarette and inhale the wonderful smoke. I walk
over to the door, lock it, and realize that another wonderful time with his
God is over.

I walk over to my chair, sit down, and relish in the events of the early
afternoon, but still wishing that hadn't been cut short by the bloody
phone. 'Oh Well!' I think to myself. As I stubb the cigarette and walk over
to the bed, pulling on my shorts and boxer-briefs off of the floor.


'I wonder when the next phone call will come?' I think as the phone again
rings.

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Well guys, there you have it, chapter 2 is done. I hope that you all liked
it. I appologize for the time that it has taken me to write it, but I have
been so bogged down with work and all, that I haven't been able to get it
down. I am hoping that ch. 3 won't take that long to get posted to you
all. And yes, Drew will finally get fucked in that chapter.

Thanks agains for all the comments, keep them cumming. I love to hear from
you all. 

Remember when you email me at Maxkolbe80@hotmail.com, that you include
either the title or Nifty story in your subject line. Otherwise you email
will be deleted.

Thanks so much to JT for proofing it for me, and for pushing me to finish
it, and inspiring me with confidence at how good he thought it was.

Take care all of you, 
Ciao, 
Drew....


(C) 2004