Date: Mon, 11 Oct 2004 11:57:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Billy Jay Dee
Subject: Before Seattle -- Part IV

Another story based on the true life adventures of a married bisexual
man.

By Billy Jay Dee

I walked all the floors and peeked in all the doors, but kept moving so
my stomach would have a chance to settle. I eventually planted my ass on
the carpeted bench in the video room for a breather. That was pretty
boring after a while so I headed to the rec room.

The darkened maze appeared to be empty so I swung around into the blow
job alley. Empty also. I turned back and there in my arms was the OG w/BE
-- the Old Guy with Black Eyebrows.

"Hi."

"Hi, yourself" I responded.

His hand slipped beneath my towel and started stroking my six-incher.  I
tried to return the favor, but he explained he'd just cum.

 "You look tense," he noted as he grabbed my shoulders and started
massaging the
ache out of them.  I hadn't noticed I was tense until that moment.
There is no boyfriend in Seattle any more to help ease my tension, no
chance to be with my best friend
in a while. I guess, a lot of tension had been building up.

I was putty in OG w/BE's hands when he started massaging my temples.
"Here, turn around."

He leaned me towards the blow job wall and started rubbing my back and
shoulders.  The towel wrapped around my waist was lifted high off my
ass.  I responded by shoving my butt out and sighing loudly.


"Turn around again,"  the old guy ordered. A Filipino guy had been
fondling
my ass.

"Come over here," OG w/BE directed, "so you can blow this guy.  Stand
up on the bench,"  he said to the Filipino.  For a little guy he sure
had a big dick.  A big brown dick with smooth petite features.  He
mounted the bench.  My mouth mounted his cock.  Hands stripped off my
towel.  Hands bent me into position. Hands started playing with my ass.
A big blonde kid with a little dick snuck in next to me, eyeing my aching
hardon.  We exchanged a smile and his hand started stroking me.  The
Filipino guy wanted me to lick his hole clean, but my stomach still
wasn't ready for that.  Blondie slid between him and the wall and went
to it, eagerly wedging his tongue between the smooth brown asscheeks.  I
kept working that asian phallus until it was time for another rest.

"Sorry, guys."

I slipped away. Or so I thought.  The blonde kid caught upith me, whipped
out his cock and shoved it in my face.  He was a big boy, but his cock
was short and thin, less than five inches, I'd guess. I like that. I
started rolling the head in my mouth while jerking the shaft,but he was
short enough that soon he could freely face-fuck me without discomfort to
my sensitive throat.

 "That's great. That's great!" he murmured. His hands reached for my
cock, reached for my ass, clasped my shoulders, caressed my head.

 "That's great!  I love that!"  His hips began driving faster, his
breath came more rapidly.  "I love that!"  He was fingering my hole and
lifting my ass up in the air.  He slipped from my mouth and positioned
himself at my behind, then jumped back to my mouth.

"I'm going to cum. I love this." Back to my rear and then, "I'm
going to cum.  Can I cum on you?"  He came in shattered globs of
scorching hot jizz.  The guy next to me didn't seem to notice.  I was
loving it.  When the shower of youthful semen ended, I started cleaning
myself up and turned to thank the kid.  He was gone.  Instead I found
myself staring into the bottomless pit of Mitch's eyes. Wordlessly he
was nodding for me to
follow. You know I did.