Date: Fri, 2 Aug 2002 20:39:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: r d <yanker_30309@yahoo.com>
Subject: Southern Comfort

I had two hours to kill before the afternoon bus would arrive on campus and
I could catch a ride back to my aparment.

I was tired and cranky after spending 3 hours in biochem lab.  I loved the
subject matter but hated the labs.  I went over to the fine arts building
of the eastern seaboard school I was attending to practice on one of the
practice pianos kept there for the music majors.

I wasn't suppose to be on them but I had found that often one of the pianos
would be free and playing the piano was a good way for me to unwind.  Not
that I played well, I was a self taught plunker.  I just enjoyed it very
much.

Only I was out of luck that day as all of the piano rooms were taken.  I
decided to take a crap and then head to the gym instead.

I was a science major but in order to get my undergraduate degree I had to
take some liberal arts classes.  Mostly I had pre-tested out of my liberal
arts reguirements but I still needed about 6 credits to get my degree.

I had ended up taking a dance appreciation class.  ( It was the only class
I could get that didn't conflict with my core corriculum classes.  I
actually enjoyed the dance class.  But the thing that makes the dance class
important to this story was that I knew where the mens rest room was
because of having a dance class in the building.

I made my way to the mens bathroom and sat down on one of the crappers.
This one had a big hole in the wall.

I hadn't been there very long when some one came into the bathroom and sat
in the stall beside me.

He pulled out one of the thickest cocks I had ever seen and I was
mesmerized.  At first he was semi-coy, hidening his burgeoning cock under
his shirt bottom but then becoming more brazen as he begin to stoke his
monster.  I didn't think cocks that big actually existed in real life.

He noticed me watching him and stood up and moved his cock to the glory
hole. Only it was so thick that only the head managed to slip through the
hole.  He tried to force it through the hole and it actually scraped the
skin so much that it started to bleed.  I was alarmed about that and I
whispered to him that I knew of a place that was more private and he
agreed.

I was dumfounded at the size of the guy that came out of the stall.  He was
about 6'3 and dressed in shorts and a nice short sleeve shirt and he had
huge feet that were dressed in slip on loafers.  Everything about the guy
was big.  He had wispy brown hair and greenish gray eyes. He wasn't a body
builder but just a big farmbred country boy He had on bermuda shorts but
beneath the shorts his calves were long and thick.

Later I would find out he was a country boy with money.  But just then all
I could see was how big he was.  Not just tall but broad shoulders as well.
He towered over my 5'9 inches.

On the way to the field house we introduced ou selves he told me his name
was Mark and he had the sexiest North Carolina accent you ever heard in
your life.

I knew from experience that this time of day the mens shower area in the
field house would be deserted. It was after classes and the schools sports
teams were out on the field for practice.

I couldn't wait to see that big fat dick of his again and before he could
drop his drawers I swallowed his fat dick.

He moaned softly as I tried to swallow all of his cock.  He put his hands
gently on my head and encouraged me with them to take his dick as deeply as
I could.

I pulled his shorts down the rest of the way and even with my eyes closed
as I sucked his cock I could feel his chunky ass with my hands.

Mark had a big ass.  I don't mean fat.  He had a football players ass. It
was chunky and round and beautiful.  He was fair skinned and his ass globes
were smooth and slightly pink and gold like a georgia peach.  I turned him
around and for a second just admired his man sized cheeks.

Then I bent him forward and maybe he had never felt a tongue up his sweet
hole before but I ate him out like a starving man.

Pretty soon he was bucking that big butt back and trying to drive my tongue
even deeper between those man globes.

He was talking dirty to me and it was turning me on so much.  I ran my hand
over the shelf of his ass and around his globes and hummed in happiness.

Mark was big all over , he had big powerful feet and he had powerful thighs
that were bunched at the moment with his head thrown back and his hands
flat against the shower walls.

His ass tasted as sweet as any cherry I had ever eaten and pretty soon they
were gleaming in the soft light of the shower room from the spit shine I
was giving them with my tongue.

I know he had been pretty uneasy about someone walking in on us in the
beginning but now he was too far gone to care and his big dick was jumping
with his lust and angrily swollen.

I turned him around again and swallowed his cock again and worked my finger
deep into his clenching asshole. I think he was turned on watching his big
pink balls resting on my black chin and With a yelp and a gasp he shot his
load into my mouth and again grasped my head and held it buried on his bone
until every last gush from his cock was swallowed.

He pulled me up off the tiles and kissed me and whispered thanks.

I remembered thinking heck if I had had a master like him in slavery days I
wouldn't have minded being a slave.

We became friends over time.  I was the one who introduced him to a guy who
became his boyfriend.

I had mixed emotions about that.  I loved the guy he was with and was glad
they were happy together but I regretted that I would never have another
chance at that southern ass again.