Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2006 11:46:52 -0700
From: Wade Wright <wadewrightaz@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Buying A Truck"   Gay/Male  Encounters

			      Buying a Truck

			      By Wade Wright


	"Oh crap man, look at that!"  Bob rather unconsciously said as he
watched a rather good looking prospective customer get out of his truck in
the customer parking lot.

 	"What!?  What?"  Tim, a co-worker salesman, said as he looked over
toward the customer and then looked back at Bob.  "What'd you say?"

	Realizing that he had said it out loud, as he got up and headed out
into the customer parking area, Bob then said, "Oh nothing, ---nothing.
Forget it."

	Bob, --Bob Breaker, the son of Samuel Breaker, the owner of Breaker
Re-Sale Quality Used Vehicles, and Tim Sutton were co-workers on the lot of
the Breaker Auto/Truck Re-sale business.  As the customer that definitely
caught Bob's eye drove up, the two men were in the customary position of
sitting under the shade umbrella, waiting for a possible customer to show
up, on this rather dull and uneventful Saturday afternoon.

	As Bob approached the customer, that was now walking toward him, he
again admired the very sharp and totally put together appearance of the
customer, and his more than sharp looking tight Wrangles that he had on.
Bob extended out his hand and said, "Good afternoon, I'm Bob Breaker,
--what can I do for you?"  Subconsciously Bob had some thoughts of his own
as to just what he could do for this hunk of a man.  Bob did realize that
he was needing some special care in not looking down as he spoke to his one
"potential" customer of the afternoon.

	As he extended his hand up for a hand shake, he replied, "Hi, I'm
Stew Underwood.  Glad to meet you!"  He then added, "Bob Breaker?"  Stew
Underwood questioned as he turned and looked up at the company sign above
the lot.  "Bob Breaker, you by chance the owner here?"

	Rather laughing, since Bob was a young man of age 28, he replied,
"No, no!  No, ---I'm what's rather referred to as the next generation.  My
Dad's the owner, ---Samuel Breaker.  I gotta prove to him I can sell a car
or two before he'll let me be part owner, so here I am, hopefully the
salesman of the day!  Now, what can I do for you, how can I help you?"

	 "Well, don't know if you're gonna have what I'm looking for or
not.  Kinda looks like everything you've got here are pretty new and in
good shape cars and trucks.  What I'm interested in is a rather older
pick-up truck, oh,---one maybe six, eight or maybe even ten years old.  I
kinda need a junker, for letting the guys on the ranch do the really rough
stuff with.  When I got the new truck, guess maybe I should've kept my old
one, instead of trading it in, but at the time, guess I just never thought
about how touchy I was gonna be bout letting `em beat up my new Ram."

	"Well hell man, I sure can understand that!  That is one hot
looking Ram!  Just got it not long ago I guess?"

	"Yea, about a month ago, and now it's kinda become my "baby" and
I've got a son that likes to go out in the rough, and so I've decided I
need to get him an old junker that I don't care if he beats it up or not.
Got any older stuff around here?"

	"Yea we do, but it's back in the storage lot where we keep some
stuff that still needs to be worked on some before we put it out here.
It's not open to the public, but whenever we need to find something
special, we take our customers over there to see if we can find something
for `em.  Tell you what, come on, let's use the little golf cart over here,
and we'll go over to the other lot and see if there's anything over there
that interests you, OK?"

	"Yea, OK!  Looks like everything over here is more than what I
want."

	Bob looked over to Tim and motioned to him that they were gonna go
over to the back lot, and then turned to Stew Underwood and motioned toward
the golf cart.  As Stew walked around to the passenger side, Bob carefully
watched, unconsciously, ---but none the less watched, as Stew strode his
way to the far side, and then continued to watch as Stew stooped to sit,
with what Bob had noticed to be one hot ass, on the seat beside Bob.

	During their short little drive through the lot, through the back
gate and just a short way down the back alley, and then into the storage
lot, Bob created a very successful conversation in finding out that his
potential customer was a local rancher, not from an enormous ranch, but
none the less with a total of about 75 head of cattle, he was 43 years old,
and, of course, had the son he had mentioned earlier, but also a wife and
two daughters.  And in addition to the facts that Bob was told, he
mentally, internally, graded the man as one of the hottest looking ranchers
that he had met in a long, long time.  And knowing that he had lived his
entire life right outside of Albuquerque, he knew he had seen, and met, a
lot of ranchers over the years.  He had realized that in the past, some
were pretty good looking ranchers, some that gave the profession, of being
a rancher, a good image, but then quite a number that you really didn't
want to look at again.  Bob did not really know just why, but this man was,
to him, a perfect picture of what any and every man should look like.
Rancher or not, ---any man!  It sure did, for some unexplainable reason,
turn his little heterosexual hormones on, and of course, also made him wish
he could see what Stew's son looked like.  Did he get all of his Dad's good
looks, and his hot, tight, body build?  Did he wear his Wranglers as tight
as his dad did, and did he show as much in the crotch area as his dad did?
Was he another example of the most, and the hottest, most perfect rancher
man, but just in a younger version?

	As they entered the back lot, Bob slowly drove among the cars and
trucks that were available, and all of a sudden, Stew asked him to stop so
that he could look at a Blue, 1995 Chevy pick-up.

	"Hey, this might be one."  Stew said as he got out of the golf cart
and headed for the truck.

	As he got out of the cart, once again Bob watched very intensely as
Stew moved and just gave Bob a little more action to watch and admire to
add to his confused state of mind.

	As Stew looked the truck over for quite a complete inspection, Bob
managed to continue looking over Stew, as he made each and every little
move, leaning into the truck, into the motor compartment, over the back
side, and into each and every little spot that required him to bend over.
Bob finally said, "Hey you know man.  I think we've got a side mirror just
like that broken one, over in the tool shed.  Come on, let's go over there
and see if it's still there.  We can get some rubbing compound too, and use
some of it on a small part to see if the body will brighten up some.  If
you do decide you want that one, we'll have it all fixed up and shinned up
for you first, OK?"

	"Yea sure!  Yea let's see if it shines up some, and let's see if
you've got that mirror, to replace that broken one."

	Once again the men got into the cart to drive over to the edge of
the storage lot and to the tool shed, and once again, for some
unexplainable reason, Bob intently watched each and every move that Stew
made, and started breathing heavily as he not only watched Stew get into
the cart, but as he got out too.  Slightly, very slightly, Bob managed to
glance down once or twice to catch a very brief glimpse of the beautiful,
full crotch that Stew presented each time he sat down.  He could see his
dick lying off to the left side.  He simply knew that every move Stew made,
or each action of moving, any part of his body was, for some unexplainable
reason, definitely turning him on, and turning him on hard!  He did not
understand it, but he did know he was loosing all self control.  He was
watching every slight movement of Stew's body, and especially his crotch
area and his ass area.

	After stopping in front of the tool shed, once again Bob managed to
move just so slightly slower than Stew, so that he could get one more quick
and exciting sight of Stew bending over to step out of the cart, and one
more look at Stew's hot, tight, ass, as he stepped out and stood up.  After
he unlocked the tool shed door, he opened it and stood aside as he allowed
Stew to enter in first.

	Suddenly, and as he entered the shed, Stew felt Bob move over close
to himself, and as Bob pulled the door closed, he felt Bob's left hand
grabbing his crotch, and Bob's right hand squeezing his ass.

	Stew quickly looked directly at Bob and asked with a great amount
of shock and concern, "Whoa man, whoa!  Hey guy, wait here a minute!
What's going on here?  Hey guy, what you doing?  What's happening here?
What are you doing man?  You've got ahold of my dick guy, ---what in the
hell are you doing?"

	"I don't know, I don't know!  God, I'm sorry man, I'm sorry!  Stew
for some reason I gotta feel you man, I gotta feel you!  Stew you've got me
so fucking hot, just being close to you man, I don't know what I'm doing!
I don't, I really don't!  Stew, please, ---please let me feel you!  Oh man,
I don't know what in the hell is going on with me, but man, I've gotta feel
you!  You are making me go fucking crazy man, fucking crazy!  Please don't
be mad, please don't be mad, ---please just let me feel you!  Oh I don't
know why man, but you have made me just fucking crazy to just feel you and
touch you!!  Oh my God man!  What in the hell is happening here!!??  Why in
the hell do I feel like this?  Oh please just tell me I can feel you and
please don't be made at me! Oh please!"

	"Bob, ---Bob, ---you gay or something?  Bob you've got a wedding
ring on!  You a married guy?  You married to some guy or something?  You
gay?"

	"No, no, I'm not gay!  Stew, no I'm not gay!  I'm married to a
woman, but man, I've never felt like this for her!  I've never been like
this!  Oh man, I feel like I'm going crazy or something!  I've never felt
like this with her or anybody else!  Oh Stew!  Please let me hug you!  Oh
Stew please help me out here man, let me do it, please!  Oh God man, why do
I feel this way?  Oh Stew, I've never ever felt like this before.  Please
man, please let me open up your shirt!  Please let me open it up!  Please
let me feel your chest!"

	"Bob, --Bob kinda calm down man, calm down!  Man, I can feel your
heart beating like crazy!  You OK?  Bob you OK?"

	"Oh God man, I don't know!  I really don't know!  Oh man, I've
never done this before, I mean I've never felt like this before.  Oh Stew,
you are so fucking hot to me man, you are so fucking hot!  God man, I'm
fucking loosing it over just feeling you!  Oh man, what in the hell is
happening to me man, what is happening to me?"

	"Bob guy, I don't know!  Just calm yourself down!  I'm not pissed
or anything.  You're OK as long as you just calm down some.  Bob, you said
you're married to a woman right?"

	"Yea, Yea I am, but man, you have fucking turned me on like I've
never been turned on before!  Oh Stew, God man, you are about the hottest
thing I've ever seen before!  Oh man, can I see you naked man, please let
me see you naked!  Please I wanna see your body, I gotta see it!"

	Bob's hands were now all over Stew!  Frantically all over him!  He
was grabbing and rubbing every part of Stew that he could get his hands on!
He was, in-fact, massaging every part of Stew that he could get his hands
on, and that definitely did include Stew's dick and his ass.  He was acting
out of control, and he knew it.  He did not know what had happened to
himself, but internally he did know that he wanted to get Stew totally
naked so he could do everything to him, ---everything that he could manage
to think of doing.  He knew he wanted to do things to that man, and that
body, that he had never done, or even thought about doing, to any other man
before!

	"Hey Bob, slow down man, slow down!  Let's figure out what's going
on here guy, ---talk to me!  You ever played with a guy before?  You ever
done this before, or is this something new for you?"

	"Oh Stew, I'm feeling so fucking confused here, I'm so fucking
confused.  Why am I feeling this way?  I played with a guy one time, one
time.  I was like maybe 19 or 20 years old.  That's all!  That's the only
time I ever played with a guy.  Why am I feeling this way?  Oh shit man,
what is happening to me?"

	"Hey guy, that time must have been good for you.  Do I look like
that guy or something?  Do I remind you of him?"

	"No, no!  No you don't look like him at all!  He wasn't good
looking at all.  He and I got drunk one night and he undressed me, out back
in an alley, on the way home, and he sucked me off and I just jerked him
off.  I didn't feel then like I do now!  Stew, seriously man, what in the
hell is going on with me?  Why are you making me feel so fucking crazy man?
Oh shit man, please don't tell my Dad what in the hell I did.  Please,
please!!"

	Suddenly, and very surprisingly, Stew started unbuttoning his
shirt, pulling it up and out of his Wranglers.  He grabbed Bob by the nap
of his neck and said, "Hey calm down man, calm down.  I'm not gonna tell
anybody!  What'd you wanna do?  If I take my shirt off, what'd you wanna
do?"

	As Stew finished his question, he finished removing his shirt and
took Bob's left hand and placed it on his right tit.

	Looking directly into Stew's eyes, Bob managed a, "Oh God man, oh
God!  Oh man, you gonna let me do this?  You gonna let me feel you?"

	"Hey man.  As long as this is just between you and me, yea!  You
don't tell anybody, and I won't either!  OK?  Agreed?  You're married and
so am I, so if you wanna do something, then we gotta keep it a secret, OK?"

	"Oh God yes man, yes!  You serious man, you serious?  You gonna let
me do something and not be pissed at me?"

	"Yea!  Yea I'll play along, I'm not gonna be pissed!  What you
wanna do?"

	Standing there in complete shock, at himself and his own actions
and his own feelings, as well as in complete shock about how Stew was
agreeing to this unbelievable action, Bob looked at him and said, "I don't
know!  I really don't!  Stew, I've never done this with a guy before!  The
only time I even got close to something like this was with George that
night in the alley!  I don't know!  Man, all I know is that as soon as I
saw you getting out of your truck, I felt my heart beat and I had to take a
deep breath.  Immediately I thought you looked like some kind of a God to
me.  Stew, I've never gone over the edge like this with some other guy.
I've never felt like this with my wife or any of my girlfriends before.
I've never lost it like this before!  I don't know what I wanna do!  All I
can say is I wanna do it all, whatever that is!"

	"Well, tell you what!  I'm gonna do like you asked, and I'm gonna
just strip it all off, and then let you decide what you're gonna do then.
OK?"

	"Oh God yes, oh yes!  Oh Stew I can't believe you're gonna do this
for me, I can't believe this!"

	"Yea, I'm gonna do it, but, ---is it safe for us to be doing this
here?  Any chance of anybody else coming in here?  I don't want us getting
in trouble!  This gonna be a safe place?"

	"Yea, it's safe.  Tim's the only other guy working this afternoon
except me, and he'll have to stay on the lot.  Yea, come on man, let me see
you naked, I gotta see you naked!  Oh man, I can't believe we are gonna do
this!  I can't believe this!"

	Reaching over to grab the door handle and make sure it was fully
latched closed, Stew then sat down on a sturdy box and took his cowboy
boots off, then his socks, and then stood up and asked Bob to undo his
Wranglers and to push `em down so that he could step out of `em.

	Stew was now standing there with only his tight, white, briefs
on. As Bob picked Stew's Wranglers up from off of the floor, he managed to
softly brush his face up against the bulge in the front of Stew's Fruit of
the Looms.  He paused as he looked at the bulge from a distance of only
about five inches, and he licked his lips and smiled.

	"Oh man, oh man!  Oh Stew, what in the hell am I doing man?  What
am I doing?  I want that, I want that!  I know I want that, but what in the
hell am I doing?  I want it man, I want it!"

	"Ok then, take it out and do something!  I wanna feel you grab it,
--grab it man!  Let me feel you grab it!"

	"Oh shit man, you serious?  You serious?  Seriously man, you're not
gonna tell anybody are you?  You won't tell anybody right?"

	"Hey, I'm now rather part of this!  Why in the hell would I tell
anybody?  Come on, let me see what it feels like to have some guy grab my
dick!  Come on man, grab my dick and jerk it man, jerk it!"

	Bob slowly took ahold of each side of Stew's briefs and pulled `em
down and helped Stew step out of `em.  He looked directly at Stew's dick
and took a deep breath!  "Oh shit man, oh shit!  Oh man, oh Stew, -------I
gotta do it man, I gotta do it!"

	"Ok then guy!  Do it!  Do it!  Grab it!  Let me see what that feels
like!"

	Bob reached up and took Stew's rather limp dick into his hand and
at the same time realized that Stew was now reaching down and taking a tit
of his in each hand.  "Oh yea man, oh yea!  Oh Stew, that feels good!  Yea
man, yea!  Oh yea!  Oh shit man that feels good!  Pinch `em man, pinch
`em!"

	As Stew obeyed the instructions, he felt Bob's hand grab ahold of
his rod, and as he pinched tighter and tighter, he felt Bob's grip get
stronger and stronger.

	"Yea man, jerk me man, jerk me!  Yea, ---do that, ---do that!  Oh
Bob that's feeling good, yea real good!  Yea, jerk it man, jerk it!"

	  As Bob was man-handling Stew's meaty rod, both men realized that
it was getting bigger and bigger.  I was getting stiff, very stiff!"

	"Oh man, you're giving me a hard-on man, a ragging hard-on!  Hey
guy this is feeling good, real good!  I'm liking this guy!  I like you
playing with it!  Hey Bob, wanna lick it?  Wanna lick it?  Come on man,
lick my dick!"

	Looking up at Stew as he asked the second time, and encouraging Bob
to put it in his mouth, or at least lick it, Bob did manage a slight but
very slight shake of the head indicating a "Yes".  He knew he wanted to
suck on it, but he just couldn't admit it to himself!  This was just too
wild for him to realize it was actually happening!  The hot looking guy
that has just so recently gotten out of his truck out in front, was now
telling him to suck or lick on his dick.  Bob thought he was really out of
his mind, in trying to realize that this was really happening.

	"Oh God should I?  Should I?"  Bob managed to meekly ask as if
asking for permission, when in reality it was really encouraging himself to
do something that he had never done before, and until only about 15 or 20
minutes earlier, had no thoughts or desires of doing it, ---to this man or
any other man!  In a state of massive confusion, he realized that he was
now wanting to suck on some other man's dick!  He was realizing that he
actually wanted to have that man's dick stuck in his mouth, and stuck down
in his throat!  All of a sudden he was truly wanting to do something that
he had always thought was very repulsive and very disgusting.

	As Bob knelt there, with his face directly in front of, and within
only about two inches away, from the tip end of the ranch owner's hard-on,
he looked at it and took a deep breath.  Softly he heard Stew say, "Come on
man, you wanna, ---I know you do!  You asked me to get naked for you.
You've gotten me all hard for you.  You've been jerking on it.  Come on,
take it, taste it!  Let me know what it feels like to have a good looking
guy like you suck on it!  Come on, make me a happy guy!  Eat my dick!  Come
on man, eat my dick!  Let me know what that feels like, let me feel it!  I
wanna feel your mouth on my dick!"

	Suddenly and without any comments, Bob grabbed ahold of Stew's
hips, opened his mouth up as widely as he could, pulled Stew toward
himself, and threw Stew's pole down into his throat as far as possible.
Doing it way too fast, he choked!  He gagged.  He had to pull off and turn
his head sideways to take a big deep breath.

	"Oh shit man, oh shit!  Oh man that choked me, it really did!  Oh
you got a big fucking dick man, ---it is so big!"

	"Yea, I know man, but it felt so good in there!  Your mouth felt so
good and warm on it.  Come on, do that again!  Do that again!  Just take it
a little slower this time.  Come on, I wanna feel that down in your throat
again.  Come on!  Come on guy.  Come on!  Tell you what!  You take that
dick again, and I'll pinch those titties of yours some more.  You like that
don't you?  You like that!"

	Once again without comment, Bob straddled that dick with his upper
lip and his lower lip and again took it as far as he could, but just a
little slower this time.  Quickly he learned how to relax the back of his
throat, and experience the joys of taking a full eight inches of a thick
dick down into his throat, and successfully pulling on and off of it,
making it get harder and harder with each movement.  He noticed that each
time he forced himself onto it even harder and a little more firmly, he was
getting his tits pinched just a little tighter and a little tighter, and
that was a complete and total turn on to him!  He liked that and he knew
that the longer he could keep up the action on that dick, the longer the
action would continue on his tits!  The joy, and the excitement of getting
his tits squeezed and pulled on was as confusing to Bob, as to why, all of
a sudden, he was so hot to suck this guy's dick.  He had never even wanted
anybody to touch his tits before.  Today, to him, it was excitement and joy
beyond words!  Just the knowing that he had this hot looking rancher's dick
stuck in his mouth, and that rancher was pinching the hell out of his tits,
just making him suck on his dick that much stronger, was way out of all
human reality!

	"Hey Bob guy!  Wanna see what it feels like up in your ass?  Wanna
do that?"

	Pulling off and looking up at Stew, Bob managed a confused, "What?
What did you say?  You wanna fuck me, is that what you said?"

	"Well it's not exactly what I said, but it is what I asked.  Wanna
see what that feels like?  I'd kinda like to spread those cheek butts of
yours and see what it feels like to fuck some guy's tight little ass hole!
Come on man, let me fuck it!  Let me get up in there!  We're doing this
funny stuff, let's do all of it!  I've never fucked a good tight muscled
ass before, so let's do it!  Come on man, I wanna fuck you!"

	"Oh Stew, you serious!?  You really serious!?  You wanna fuck me?"

	"If you want it, I'm willing!  I'm real ready!  Real ready!  You've
got my dick so fucking hard, I gotta stick it up in your little ole ass,
man!  Come on man, take it off!  Let me at that tight ass of yours.  I'm
standing here all bare assed naked, and you ain't taken a thing off yet.
Come on, get naked and let me poke that hole of yours!"

	Bob immediately stood up and with Stew's help, he managed to get
undressed probably faster than he had ever done in his entire life.

	"Hey man, I ain't ever fucked some guy's ass before, but I am smart
enough to know that sticking some dry dick up in some dry ass hole is gonna
tear both of us up, so I'm gonna squirt some of this hand cream that's
sitting here on the shelf up in there, OK?"

	"Oh God yea man, yea!  If I'm gonna take all of that up in me, you
better put something up in there!  Oh shit man, I never thought I'd ever
get ass fucked!  Stew, I've never even wanted to do this before, but man,
with you, I gotta, I gotta!  I wanna know I took you up in me, I gotta know
I did it!  I gotta feel you up in me!"

	Bob laid down on a mat that was on the floor, and Stew took his
position on top of his ass.  With his ragging hard-on in his hand, he aimed
it directly at Bob's ass hole and said, "Get ready guy, ---get ready!  I'm
gonna fuck you!  I'm gonna fuck your tight little ass hole!  Never had it
fucked before, ---right guy?  Never had some guy go up in there before, uh,
right?"

	"Oh no Stew, ---no!  No, I've never done any of this before, I've
never done this!  Yea, I can feel it, I can feel it!  Oh God yea I can feel
it!  Oh man, ---oh man!  Oh God man, oh shit!  Ouch!  Oh shit man, ouch!
Oh damn man that hurt for a second!  Oh just for a second!  Oh crap man
when you went up in me, that felt like a fucking train going up in me!  Oh
shit!  Damn man!  That hurt for a minute there!  Oh!  I'm okay now, push it
in me!  It just hurt there right at first.  I guess you must have been
getting my little hole opened up when that hurt like that!  Oh God man,
your dick is so fucking thick man, ---so fucking thick!  But oh now it
feels good, ---real good!  Yea man, poke me, poke me!  Go deep, go deep!
Yea, yea!  Yea, I like this, ---I like this!  Hey guy, you ever been fucked
in the ass before?  I never asked you if you ever did stuff like this!  You
ever been fucked in the ass?"

	"No Bob, no! Never played like this before.  Been wanting to
lately, though, so today's working out pretty good for me!  Yea, working
out pretty good!"

	"Hey guy, why'd you say you been wanting to lately?  Why'd you say
that?  You've never played around with guys before, and now all of a sudden
you want to?  Why?"

	As Stew continued to slam and bang Bob's ass, he laid himself down
on Bob's back, laid his head down beside Bob's neck and said, "Cause of
little Tony, my boy.  I walked in on him and his buddy Jerome one day
recently, right while Tony was getting fucked by Jerome, and after watching
him getting it in the butt with that big dick, I've been wondering just
what playing with some guy is like!"

	"You what?  You walked in on your son and his buddy fucking?  Is
that what you said?"

	"Yea, sure did!  They were in the barn, and fucking each other like
sheep.  I watched `em till they were done, then I let `em know I saw what
was going on, and I asked `em to be a little more secretive in doing their
stuff and maybe go up in the hayloft and kinda maybe hide a little better."

	"Oh shit man!  You watched your own boy get fucked, and you didn't
yell at him or the other guy?"

	"No!  Hey they're both over eighteen!  They can fuck around with
whoever they want.  Hey, besides, they sure can't get each other
knocked-up, so I figured, why not.  Only problem was, ---ever since then,
watching `em have fun with each other and fucking each other, I've been
wondering just what it'd be like to play with some guy, fuck him, and let
him fuck me, but I sure couldn't let Tony know I was curious, so that's why
today's working out real well for me.  Real well!  How's your butt
feeling?"

	"Oh fuck man, it's feeling damn good!  Oh shit man!  If I had known
earlier about how you've been wanting to do something like this, I'd sure
would have told you right up front that I was game!  Damn man, what a day!
Shit man, this is better than selling a car today.  God, oh man, I'm glad
you came in today!"

	"Hang on man, hang on!  I'm getting real close to letting you get a
butt full of some rancher's cum!  I'm getting close, I'm getting close!  Oh
man, now I know what fucking a tight little muscled ass is like, hang on
man-----here it comes, ----here it comes!!  I'm cummmin, ----I'm
cummmmin!!!  Oh yea, oh yea!  Oh man, I just shot off in you!  I just did
it!  Yea, I did it!  Whoa!  Oh shit man, ---that was good!  Oh God man!  I
just loaded your ass with some hot juicy cum, man!  I just fed you a dick
and bag full of cum!  Oh man, now I know why Tony and Jerome went so wild
when they shot off in each other!  Man alive, that is like fucking some
wild animal out in the woods.  That is better than with some woman!  Oh
man, a tight ass is it, really it!"

	As Stew completely collapsed on top of Bob, he managed an, "OK,
wow!  Now I know what it feels like to shoot off in a tight little ass.  Oh
man, that felt good!  It made my dick feel twice as big as it is!  Halfway
done man, --- now, halfway to go!  You willing, man?  You willing?  I've
done half of it!  I'm finding out real fast why Tony and Jerome are doing
this!  Man alive, that was fucking good!  God that was hot!  Now all I need
to do is find out what getting it up in the ass is like!  You ready man,
you ready?  You ready to push your dick up in my ass, and unload up in
there?  Come on man, I want you to fuck my ass now, so I can find out what
Tony's feeling when he's got Jerome's big black dick up in his ass.  If it
feels as good as putting my dick up in your ass, I may need to get Jerome
and that enormous dick of his off someplace, and promise him a raise if
he'll fuck me crazy and keep his mouth shut about it!  Come on Bob, I gotta
see what getting fucked up in the ass feels like!  I need your dick now
man, I need it now!"