Date: Fri, 04 Nov 2005 05:38:03 +0000 From: Sean Murray <seanmurray777@hotmail.com> Subject: Cheap Vacation - Part V Comments are welcome and encouraged. Hope to hear from you, Sean. Seanmurray777@hotmail.com. It had been a year since I had my joyous and unexpected encounter with Justin. We had not seen or spoken to each other in over a year, but I had many memorable moments reflecting and remembering about our time together. I had met a lovely woman and remained true to her, but often while we were making love I would fantasize about Justin. Lying in bed at night I would remember the world he introduced me to. As I recalled the way his mouth pleasured my sensitive cock or the feel of his cock as I sucked him until he exploded hot and sticky in my mouth. I would pleasure myself to these memories: stroking myself slowly and tantalizingly at first and then hard and fast until I came in thick, white torrents of cum over my hand and chest. Many times as work during my lunch break I would instruct my secretary not to disturb me, and then I would lock my office door. Removing my pants, I would fantasize about Justin's talented tongue running up and down my hard penis. I would be hard in no time as I remembered his hands gripping my butt as his hot, wet mouth engulfed my penis. I would let my fingers dance along my shaft as I remembered; letting the pre-cum ooze from my tiny slit. My fingers would dance along my rigid shaft like a flutist's fingers along her instrument. When the pressure had sufficiently built-up, I would grip my shaft in my closed hand and stroke my cock, running my hand over my engorged, purple cock head and then back down my heavy shaft. As I closed my hand and remembered the sweet release of cumming in Justin's mouth, I would become overwhelmed and explode in my hand. My cum would shoot from my cock as if it were under pressure. I would gasp as my cock and body convulsed in pleasure, doing every thing I could to stifle my moans of pleasure out of fear that my coworkers might overhear. I knew that I should not be masturbating at work, but thinking of Justin would get the better of me and my cock would always become painfully hard. I always need to cum, and so I would risk getting caught. It was always worth it. After a year of fantasizing I decided that I needed once again the taste of cum in my mouth. I wanted so desperately to suck another man's cock again. To let my tongue dance along his hard shaft while my hand's stroked his rigid shaft. I wanted to feel again the hot blast of pleasure as he came in my mouth, squirt after squirt of delicious juice on my tongue, in my mouth and down my throat. My girlfriend was heading out of town for a few days to visit her parents, so I thought I would take advantage of the opportunity. I live in a big city that had plenty of gay bars. I could meet a guy and still remain anonymous. After my girl friend left, I showered, dressed in my finest casual clothes, and went across town to a gay bar. I settled down at the bar and ordered a drink. It wasn't long before I saw someone that I thought was very cute. He was bout six feet tall, 180 pounds, brown hair and brown eyes. He was dressed casually and confidently. I caught his attention with a smile, and he walked over and introduced himself as Brian. It must have been the alcohol because I wasn't the least bit nervous. Or maybe I wasn't nervous because I had already been with a guy – Justin – and knew what to expect. Brian and I got to talking and laughing, but to be honest I didn't really care what he had to say. He could have been an idiot or a jerk and I would not have cared. I just wanted to suck the cock of an attractive guy until it exploded in my mouth in orgasmic delight. After several more drinks and flirting, I asked Brian if perhaps he'd like to go somewhere more private. He suggested his apartment that was not too far away. I was already in heat thinking about Brian's cock. I didn't want to wait, and my cock was starting to twitch as I thought about sucking Brian's cock. I suggested we just go to my car. He smiled a bit hesitantly, but acquiesced as I grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the door. There would be other times where I could go back to his or someone else's home. Tonight I needed it now. It had been a year of waiting, and I could not wait any more. Besides, my car was parked in a corner of a dark parking lot. No one would be able to see inside. When we got to the car I opened the back door for him and let him slide into the backseat. A woman would never be this accommodating I laughed to myself. I moved the front seat as far forward as I could, and then I slipped onto the back seat floor between Brian's legs. In anticipation of what was about to become him, Brian had become aroused. Pressed against his khaki pants, his cock was now erect and straining to free itself from its confines. In anticipation of what I was about to do, my own cock had become hard and was also straining to free itself. But now I just wanted to suck cock. I could cum later. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and, in one motion, pulled his pants and underwear over his hips. I was so hungry for his cock I could barely contain my animal desire. I may have been too aggressive for him but at this point I did not care. I wanted his cock or just about anyone's cock. He lifted his hips off the seat so could slide his pants down further. I pulled one of his shoes off and then pulled his pants and underwear over his thighs and knees and off one leg so he could comfortably spread his legs. His cock was now totally hard and pointing straight up to his waist. My aggressiveness left no doubt that I wanted him, and it was turning him on immensely. I did not need foreplay. I placed one hand on his hard shaft and stroked it. He moaned audibly and placed his head against the back seat. I leaned forward and let my hot breath blow over his sensitive cock head. When I did this, he closed his eyes. He knew what was next. In an almost serpentine manner I engulfed his cock. For the first time after a year near of non-stop fantasizing I was sucking cock again. Mmmmm... it tasted even better than I remembered; soft flesh on a hard pole. There would be other nights for slow, meandering blow jobs that teased for a long time. Tonight was not a night for teasing foreplay. I sucked hard on his cock, taking almost his full seven inches into my mouth. His precum flowed and I savored its saltiness. Up and down I sucked his hard pole as my tongue flickered across his tiny slit and engorged cock head. My tongue circled his cock head like a snake circles its prey while I bobbed my head up and down on his rigid shaft. I slathered his shaft with saliva as I sucked with gusto. He was now moaning and groaning loudly as he thrust his hips into my eager mouth. I fondled his cum filled balls as I sucked him. I wanted him to cum copiously. I wanted his hot cum to fill my mouth before I swallowed all of it. I was determined to not sacrifice a single drop. I played his cock like a harmonica, sliding my lips along his stiff shaft. Up and down, up and down I went. I sucked his cock head like a lollipop, letting it "plop" in and out of my mouth over and over again. His throaty moans filled the car. When his cock was an angry purple and leaking precum like a broken faucet, I took his entire shaft in my mouth again. My mouth and hands began to work in unison. As his long shaft exited my mouth I gripped it with my hand and stroked it up and down and round and round. I twisted and pulled his long shaft it as I sucked his cock with a vacuum like seal. His shaft glistened with a mixture of my saliva and his precum. Up and down, up and down I bobbed my head on his hard cock. Up and down, up and down. I flicked his tiny hole with my tongue as I sucked. I took his cock as far into my mouth and down my throat as I could. The heat was wonderful. I kneaded his balls with my other hand as I sucked and stroked him. I was in cock heaven. A year's worth of desire was being unleashed on Brian's rock hard, seven inch pole. By his heavy and strained breathing I knew he could not last much longer. He clutched the car seat with white knuckles as I sucked for all I was worth. With a primal growl he unleashed an endless torrent of volcanic cum into my hungry mouth. I would not relent. I sucked with mighty adherence as he came and came. Squirt after squirt flooded my mouth. Not a drop of hot salty cum left my mouth as I swallowed and sucked with fury. Oh god, so good. I missed this. How could I have gone a whole year without it? He finally stopped cumming and slumped breathless and exhausted against the back seat. I milked the last drop of cum from him, teasing it out with my hand. I kept sucking even while he started to get soft. It would not be another year I promised myself before I did this again. Maybe it was time to call Justin? To be continued... Comments are welcome and encouraged. Hope to hear from you, Sean. Seanmurray777@hotmail.com.