From: taxhaven@ix.netcom.com(Adam Starchild )
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Subject: The Cafeteria   (m/m)
Date: 20 Jan 1996 16:53:18 GMT
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                          THE CAFETERIA

                               by

                         Adam Starchild


     I work at the college cafeteria with two handsome Puerto
Rican senior guys whom I have admired from the start.  To be
honest they too have been giving me the eye, which sends shivers
down my spine.  Marino is tall and dark haired; Jose is also tall
but has dark eyes and brown hair. 
     One night late, after the three of us had finished cleaning
up the cafeteria, we sat down to have a cup of coffee.  I watched
out of the corner of my eye as Jose got up, winked at Marino and
went back to the cooking area.  I sat stirring my coffee, aware
of Marino's eyes on me.  I looked up and our eyes met. 
     He leaned partially across the table and suddenly grabbed my
forearms and relentlessly pulled me toward him.  Our faces inches
apart, his mouth descended on mine, stemming any protests I might
have voiced.  I relinquished myself to the pleasure of the kiss
as his tongue captured mine. 
     He let go of my arms and walked around behind me.  He lifted
me up, spun me around and pulled me to his chest.  "This is a
night you'll never forget," he whispered huskily, as he began
unbuttoning my shirt. 
     My shirt fell to the floor.  As he fumbled with my belt
buckle, I leaned forward, kissed him passionately, and slid my
pants down.  Soon I stood naked before him.  I knelt down and
traced the huge bulge in his pants with my fingers.  He moaned,
reached down, and traced feather light circles around my stiff
nipples.  I hastily unzipped his pants.  They fell to the floor,
releasing his blood engorged cock.  Unable to resist the luscious
sight of the purple mushroom-shaped tip, I bent forward and
traced it with my tongue teasingly.  He pulled my head forward
until his cock filled my throat.  My hand reached up and fondled
his balls as I sucked him. 
     Unable to stand it any longer, he pushed me back onto the
table.  As I lay on the table he leaned over me and began
nibbling on my chest, taking tiny bites of my nipples.  His hand
reached between my legs.  His eyes smiled up at me when he felt
my hard cock.  I jerked with delight as he thrust his finger into
my asshole.  Marino kissed my stomach as he added a second
finger, stretching my anal walls as he separated his fingers and
rotated them gently, yet swiftly.  Putting his face between my
legs, he replaced his fingers with his warm, moist tongue.  His
tongue stroked my balls and cock, then down again.  I arched my
hips as his tongue entered my steaming hot hole.  I smothered his
head in my hands as he worked slowly back up to the tip of my
cock.  As I came his tongue lapped up my juices. 
     Before I could catch my breath he lay on top of me and
thrust his hard penis into my wet hole.  I closed my eyes,
relishing the fulfillment of my ass.  My legs wrapped around
Marino's waist as I arched my back to meet him.  His lips crushed
mine in a bruising kiss.  I wrapped my arms around him, and I met
him thrust for thrust. 
     Aware of another's presence, I opened my eyes to see Jose
standing naked above me.  I reached up and grabbed his thick, hot
rod.  I fingered his delicate foreskin.  He straddled my face and
eagerly thrust into my waiting mouth.  I took all of him, tasting
his salty cream.  As I stroked his shaft with my tongue he
groaned and made short, quick thrusts with his hips.  I sucked
his cock as he smothered my face, his balls slapping my chin. 
The more I sucked the quicker his thrusts became. 
     Being fucked at both ends, I could stand it no longer. 
Marino ground his hips against my ass driving his cock even
further up me.  I felt a shudder from Marino as he filled me. 
     I gasped as I came again, my cream spilling over Marino's
stomach.  I sucked Jose's penis faster, running my tongue all
around his thick cock.  This was all Jose could handle and his
cream shot down my throat.  I swallowed it as fast as I could,
not wanting to waste the precious seed.  If felt him shrink
inside me.  Exhausted, Jose lay on his back.  Far from exhausted,
I needed to fill my cum-filled hole with Jose's once enormous
cock. 
     Working with my hand, I felt him grow hard and erect.  I was
delighted with his virility and placed a sentimental kiss on the
head and licked a glistening drop from the slit.  Straddling his
hips, I guided his pole to the entrance to my back door.  I
teasingly rotated my hips, my ass barely touching Jose's enormous
cock head.  He arched his hips trying to gain entrance.  When I
moved away he grabbed my waist and forced me down, my ass
engulfing the entire length of his rod.  I rotated my hips slowly
at first, then built up speed.  He reached up and squeezed my
cock, urging me on. 
     Jose moaned and thrust his hips upward even harder as he
reached his second orgasm.  The feeling of his spasms sent
thrills through my body as I trembled and came, my juices
spilling over his chest.  I fell forward onto Jose exhausted. 
     Cleaning up has never been so much fun.

                               End


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