Date: Wed, 8 May 2013 08:56:25 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Assing about with Alec

Assing about with Alec.

"Have you looked at yourself lately, I mean really looked at yourself  Alex?

"I would rather look at you" I said to Alec.

"Seriously though Alex, lift your mind out of my jeans for a moment and
listen to me."

I had absolutely no idea of what he was on about so I challenged him and
put on my serious face.

"You have a great figure Alex, but you are spoiling it the way you dress.
You could do so much more for yourself."

"You're not going off me are you Alec?, you've never mentioned it before.
In fact you always say how good I look in torn jeans and how you can't wait
to  get me home alone."

"Your mind is going there again Alex, underneath your belt!"

"So!?  No harm in that. You always like what is underneath."

"You are impossible, why can't you just listen to me sometimes,  Alex?"

"Go on then, say what you have to."

"Short shorts" said Alec. "The ones which will really show your bum off...
 They are the in- thing, nice and tight fitting. Not like those awful baggy
jeans  which make it look as though you have huge hanging balls like vine
tomatoes."

"Get with it; lots of guys wear them now."

"Not guys like us."

"Like you, you mean Alec!"

"Excuse me for breathing; I am only saying what I think. Let me buy you
pair for your birthday - with a matching polo shirt."

"If  you must."

But I knew he would no matter how much I grumbled and moaned. He'd made his
 mind up. He was always a little possessive in many ways, especially when
we were  making hay. But then I guess I wanted him that way. I have always
thrilled at  the thought of being a toy boy.  I guess with Alec being the
senior by  about seven years I liked the idea of going with an older guy. He
always served  me well even though perhaps sometimes, he was a little too
serious and didn't  always seem to appreciate my dirty jokes, but he was a great
lover so I could go  along with that.

I guess I thought I would eventually get him around my way of thinking,
never to take life too seriously and enjoy every day as it come and take every
 opportunity on offer.

If I hadn't offered myself to Alex we would never of been lovers because he
 would never have made the move. And yet I knew he fancied me that was
obvious.  The way he stared at me and those eyes, it always shows in the eyes,
the lust  that lays behind. All he wanted is the touch and his inhibitions
were set free.  All those pent up feelings trapped in the groin, not good for
man or beast, but  a beast has no problem, they just copulate all the time.
But us - society has  made us unnatural in many ways.

It was simply the touch that started it all off,  when I closed to him  in
the cinema watching a Bond movie. We had got to that buddy stage, going out
together. There was I hoping he would have made a move or some sort of
suggestion after our second date. This was out third and there was me thinking
it was high time one of us declared their intentions.

So I touched him. Meaning I closed to him and accidentally on purpose let
my hand drop into his crotch.
"Oh, dear I am, sorry!" I said. But either Alec  was gone with the film or
he had no objection. So I kept it there, my right hand  buried in his groin
and the rest is history. He liked it, I liked it so it was  late all
systems go, when we both realized our deep  passion for each other  was like a
raving volcano waiting t erupt., And when it did Alex was well and  truly
wedged tight into my rectum and we were well and truly lovers full stop,  or
period as the Americans say.

So when Alec presented me with the tight shorts and shirt to match, it was
no surprise. I guess with the summer coming, it was a good time to dump the
 well-worn jeans. And yet we both enjoyed many a time with me in those
jeans with  the rear zip. All that sniffing that Alec loves, the way he comes up
behind.  nudges my spine to prompt me to bend over, and the gorgeous feel
of  a  beautifully erect cock in your jeans, that is how Alec always liked
it, and it  didn't take long to unzip me and work his stiffness between my
ass, gradually  prizing me open wide enough for him to fuck me.

That was always nice. But now I was throwing those jeans away, the jeans
with the zip at the bag, so enticing!

"Time moves on Alex. You are so romantic but I have the hots for you
wearing these now so don't keep me waiting else Freddy will have something to  say
" (Freddy being the name we call his love machine, that gorgeous length of
seven and half inch splendor he loves to share with me.)

So out with the old and in with the new. Down to my red thong it was easy
to slip on the new pair of short, shorts and then I realized what Alex was
about  in buying me those. The cut of the latex material accentuated and
separated my  hind in a way I know Alec loves, because sometimes he ties my
buttocks with red  stretch ribbon when we are building to a fuck, in a way which
pronounces the  separation of the crevice between. It is something so
special and I do like, the  way Alec just loves to experiment to get the very
best of me. It is divine and  he makes me feel whole and wanted.

So I go down stairs and show him. He is sitting in my lounge. We still live
 apart but maybe we shall live together soon. I stand there feeling like a
fashion model. He tells me what he wants me to do, to swirl, pause and bend
a  little when I am facing away from him. I know he is weighing up my
behind, now  who's mind is below the belt!

I tell him and he flushes. Of course I know what he is thinking and I love
it.

"Come here you slut!" he commands and we both know what that expression
means. There is me standing before him, he still sat on the leather clad
settee  I bought for us to shag on. It has nice thick arm rests which are  ideal
  for one of Alec's favorite fucking positions, me bent over,  ass up and
ready, my head almost touching the carpet as I wait for his perusal,  when I
can  be ass, balls and cock  for  him. That is so nice and  right from the
word go, when he begins to sniff, tease and suck me everywhere I  feel a
million dollars, I feel as like I am in my special world of ecstasy,  enjoying
him enjoying  me. And I'm thinking, all this started because I had  made the
first move.

Now something is fresh and new, the jeans gone, worn and done with, all
that rubbing, teasing and sniffing they have seen their last days. Now I am in
 tight short shorts, how Alec wanted and he starts to sniff me, like he
always  does. It is always the start of something that has become so
quintessentially  Alec and IK know he will be sending me to heaven on earth, his face
beginning to  burn in my rear, his hand moving to the front as he sniffs and
licks me through  my shorts, and feels my hardening cock.

"Alex, you look great - the jeans were good in their time but now we have
you in something new and so very tempting."  He feels me again through my
shorts, teases the rim upwards with his fingers and I feel the divine
sensation  of fingers feathering cock, balls and asshole, the stroking, the
squeezing and  soon the quintessential sucking. I do so love it. And I love it more
because it  is Alec doing it with his usual fervor and desire that drives
me insane, wanting  me to yearn for his fuck, prompting me to cry out for it
- and then more  teasing, he can be quite cruel but the end product is worth
it; knowing he will  have his meat first, all the foreplay. Until he can't
bear to wait any longer.  That is what I like about older guys, they know
how to make a good thing last so  by the time you have it, you are well and
ready, knowing that anything goes.  That is how I feel with Alec.

Whatever he wants of me I do. If he asked me to suck ass I would. That is
how much I think of him, but for the latter he is the ass sucker and I am
the  receiver and he does it beautifully.

He loves to finger me around and around, stretching and opening my hole, he
 puts things up me so very slowly, concentrating on every move as he
wiggles and  penetrates with his favorite anal vibrator I love to feel so much.
And that's  not all because with the vibrator buzzing inside he lets me taste
his cock,  gently maneuvering it deep inside as I give him  the stiff
jerking he  likes. Something which took me a little time to perfect, it was all
about  getting the jerking movement right but with him working out my ass, the
fervour  grew and it came easy to jerk him off as I sucked and tasted him.

I can tell you there is absolutely nothing better and more intimate and
sensual than sharing our credentials in such a way.

He spits on my asshole when he dislodges the vibrator but somehow the
burring goes on inside me, and when he fingers me again, he stretches me wide
and inserts his warm tongue inside and IO feel; then ecstasy of that. It feel
 heaven and by that time I am really dying for it.

"Tell me then, Alex" he yells.

"I want to hear you tell me just how much you want my fuck up your tight
ass!"
"Please, please fuck me now, please Alec!"

"That is not what I want to hear and you know it!" He slaps my ass three
times cruelly and I feel the sting Then he gives me a deeper frigging with
two  fingers stuck up me.

"I want you fucking big prick fucking my asshole" I yelled hoping that is
what he wanted to hear.
Or was that dirty sounding enough. I knew by now that  when aroused Alec
can be very dirty but he relents and presents his throbbing  orifice to my
ass, easing my cheeks apart and gradually he slips easily the bulk  into me,
working it until it is right up inside and his balls are bouncing  against my
ass as he begins to give me the fuck I crave for. and because he has
well-greased and prepared me his cock slips in and out of me like a piston  engine
and at last we have lift off.

He makes it last even though I am severely throbbing to cum, and I know I
can't do that until he wanks me, which he usually does when he is nearly
ready  to cum. He pauses occasionally and grasps my thighs in good stead, like
he is an  animal pronouncing his authority and I am at his mercy.

But to feel that throb inside me is so very soothing and heavenly and I
feel I shall want him there forever more.

And when the fucking is done he has me in the shower again. This time with
my short shorts back on and getting very wet. This is the signal for a new
fresh  wet fuck as he squeezes the excess water from my crotch and feels me
up  again.

It is not long before I am there again, fully ripened for a second round
and I shall be all ass for him again, bent over the shower stool.

And he will make me dirty again I know it. But I adore him for all  that.