Date: Sun, 5 Feb 2017 15:15:16 -0500 From: Cute Nerd Detroit <cutenerddet@gmail.com> Subject: Boy's Diary -- Chapter I Boy's Diary Chapter I: "Back in Town" by cute nerd (cutenerddet@gmail.com) -- Summer, 201X Detroit, Michigan -- "Listen, boy," the middle-aged man spoke sternly, "We both know why you answered my text tonight. The man stood firm in place, dominating a dimly lit corner of the parking garage. Between the man and the corner, the boy leans casually against the small concrete barrier jutting out from the wall. He is a thin, fair-skinned, young-faced guy, with dark brown waves of hair, green eyes, and supple lips. His ample frame makes him look younger, but he is in his mid-to-late twenties. He dresses well, but sticks with classic, basic outfits. Tonight, he is wearing slim fit jeans, a thin and loose-fit t-shirt, and a pair of slip-on shoes. "Of course. You know me, sir," the boy softly smirks, "I just can't help myself sometimes." The man reaches his fingers to the boy's chin and lifts his head upwards by it, "You can't help yourself at all." The boy keeps his eyes focused on the older man's, nodding weakly, "Y-yessir." The man is dressed casually as well. He is fit, tall, with plenty of scruff to show off his rugged masculinity. It was obvious that his man did well for himself, and took good care of himself. His sexual appetite couldn't be any healthier, and the boy knew this well. The man found himself traveling to this city for work, and sent a text message to the boy only a few hours ago. The two quickly made plans to meet downtown, and spent some time together socializing and enjoying a few drinks. Now, they found themselves in the warm summer air, backed into a secluded corner of a downtown parking garage. "Open those lips," the man plainly orders. "Mm," the boy exhales softly as he slowly and slightly separates his lips. The man leaned in, slipping his tongue in between the boy's lips. He can feel soft shivers run down the boy's slender body as he begins to kiss him deeply. Soft, wet kisses and moans begin to escape into the open air. Somewhere on the floor above, a car engine starts, low bass from the stereo rumbles. The boy reaches down into the man's lap, quickly and expertly unbuckling his thick leather belt and designer jeans, freeing his thick and throbbing hard member from a tight, silky pair of boxer briefs. "Mmg!" the man exhales a firm moan into the boy's mouth, pulling away from the kiss to speak, "I forgot how fast you are." "I thought you liked fast boys?" the boy giggles softly and begins to slowly stroke the man's cock. "Fast boys with smart mouths are dangerous. I know how to keep you in line." The man guides the boy down to his knees, pressing his hips towards that "smart mouth" of his. Instinctively, the boy parts his lips and lets his date's cock slide into his warm, wet mouth. Gripping at the back of his head, the man pushes his member deep into the boy's mouth, releasing a long, low groan of pent up relief. His work had been keeping him so busy, the man hardly had any free time to pursue younger pieces of ass. Just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, this work trip to Detroit offered itself up in front of him. He leapt at the opportunity, knowing that when the long trip and the long hours were over, he could call up a young, talented boy toy and get that relief he longed for. "Pity I'm flying back to the west coast tomorrow morning," the man growls, slowly and rhythmically thrusting his hips back and forth, "I could spend days using that pretty little mouth of yours." The boy giggles softly, still sucking and slurping like an obedient pet. A pair of headlights briefly wash over the two of them. A sleek, black sedan cruises around the corner of the parking garage. The man turns his head to check, holding the boy down on his knees. He grins wickedly as the car continues down the winding garage and disappears into the night. Turning his attention back to the boy, he leans back slightly and gazes down at the young cocksucker still hard at work worshipping a mature cock. "You think he got a good look at you, boy?" the man chuckles. He grabs a small fistful of the boy's curls and pulls his head back and away from his glistening cock. "Ahh..." the boy pants soflty for a moment, "I hope so." The man's grin spreads widely from ear to ear. Grabbing it by the base of the shaft, he guides his cock back into the boy's eager mouth and begins thrusting quicker than before. "Sometimes I can't believe what a little slut you can be, boy!" the man laughs under his breath, groaning and panting at the wet, deep blowjob he's receiving. The world begins to vanish around the two. The man growls more and more intensely as he feels himself nearing orgasm, and the boy sucks his throbbing member deeper and deeper into his mouth, gradually pressing it into the entrance of his throat. Without saying a word, the man suddenly erupts a thick stream of white-hot cum into the boy's mouth. "Mmngh! Take it all, bitch boy!" the man moans hard with each pulse of cum, slower and slower between each spurt. Once he has stopped moaning with relief, the man can hear the boy swallowing his thick load, panting heavily with delight afterwards. The man takes another look around the empty garage before packing his dripping wet cock back into his jeans. He pulls his cell phone out and begins to write a new text message. The boy slowly rises to his feet again, wiping a streak of cum from his bottom lip into his mouth, happily swallowing the last drop of the man's seed. "Thank you, sir," the boy smiles brightly. "I fucking needed that..." the man reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone. He starts composing a new text in front of the boy. "Who are you texting? The usual group?" The man chuckles a bit, then sends his message to several recipients, "The usual group of guys." The boy leans in and kisses the older man a few times, allowing him to slide his rugged hands down the back of his jeans. "I haven't been to town in a while. I need to know that you're going to be too busy obeying your elders to get into any trouble." "Something tells me I'll be very, very busy," the boy winks and grins to the satisfied man in front of him. The two part ways after the parking garage blowjob. The boy returns to his cozy apartment across town, and the man returns to his hotel room at the airport. Once home, the boy strips out of his clothes and climbs into bed. Pulling his cell phone close, he views the text that the man sent to him earlier in the night. "In town for 1 night. Flying out early tomorrow. Meet me at usual place @ 10 PM and be a good cocksucker tonight." The boy reaches down under his sheets and slowly starts to rub his hard cock. He thinks back on the night, replaying everything over and over in his mind. He gasps softly as his phone suddenly chimes out. His notification reads, "8 New Text Messages." -- Please send any feedback to cutenerddet@gmail.com !! Boy's Diary is an erotic creative writing project based on the author's personal fantasies and experiences. Names/locations have been changed blah blah blah protect innocent parties. Always practice safe sex! Stop intolerance! -- Authors retain rights to and title to their submitted works. 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