Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2012 22:12:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: P.E. Toombs <petoombs@ymail.com>
Subject: Convenience Store Pickup, #2

This story is fictional. It depicts graphic language of a homosexual nature
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Convenience store pick-up - 2

      I had a difficult time falling to sleep knowing that next to me on
the bed was a sexy, dark, naked man who had just released his load and
needed some rest. But a promise is a promise, and I promised I wouldn't
bother Anthony while he slept. (Sometimes promises need to be broken.)

      Anthony slept with his back facing me. My eyes traveled up and down
his body, from the top of his head, past his broad shoulders, to the little
patch of black fuzz at the bottom of his back, around his fuzzy ass cheeks,
and down his legs until they disappeared under the sheets. Wow, I picked up
a diamond in the rough at the store. (And I think that diamond needs some
polishing.)

      I needed to take this weekend slowly. I knew myself well enough to
know that I should not appear to eager or infatuated. I had learned from my
history of one-nighters and brief encounters with supposed straight men to
control myself. I was definitely a lover and a giver, and many would say
that I let men take advantage of me - but I really didn't - I always got
what I wanted as well.

      So I lay there for a few more moments and decided to get up and let
Anthony rest by himself. Besides, I had much to do to get ready for the
rest of the weekend.

      I straightened up the den and readied it for another session. I first
met Anthony at about 6pm at the convenience store earlier that evening, it
was going on eleven and neither of us had eaten anything, so I put together
some sandwiches, in case he was hungry when he awoke.

      OK, 90 minutes have passed, and I was tired of being the only one
awake. I crawled back onto the bed next to Anthony and assumed the same
position as when I had left. He really must have been exhausted - it looked
like he hadn't moved a muscle. I put my hand on the back of his neck and
moved my fingers up and down gently caressing his back. His body was warm.

      After a few moments he moaned slightly, acknowledging that my touch
felt good. I lightly ran my fingers around and across his cute, firm
butt. He let out another sexy moan. "That feels good," he said. I could
barely hear him. I must have hit some sensitive spots around his ass,
because his body twitched several times as my fingers moved lightly between
his cheeks.

      I moved in closer to him and asked in a whisper if he was hungry. He
said yes, but just wanted to lie there and continue enjoying this. That was
cool with me. "But I gotta take a piss," he said. He got up from the bed
and his cock was sticking straight ahead. (You could hang a wet beach towel
on it.) Before he returned from the bathroom, I turned on the TV and turned
out the lights. When he got back I asked him if he wanted a drink. He
nodded yes. His cock had gone down a bit.

      I didn't even ask what he wanted and I returned quickly with two Rum
and cokes. "This will help you sleep," I told him, "and so will a nice
massage. I asked if he'd ever had a full body massage. He shook his head no
as he sipped his drink. Well you're about to get one. "Just relax and do as
I say," I instructed, "I promise, I won't do anything to make you feel
uncomfortable.

      You should know me by now, always prepared and thinking ahead - I
already had massage lotion at my side, towels, candles ready to be lit, and
water to wet my whistle. I warned Anthony that I was going to be naked as
well and straddling him most of the time.

      "That's cool." He said. I didn't tell him about the hard cock, that
might appear on occasion.

      I put a towel next to him and told him to scoot over and lay on the
towel face up - it might get messy. I like it when guys trust me and do
what they're told. Anthony was going to get one of my infamous hand/tongue
massages, where no part of the body is left untouched. I started at his
scalp, massaging it firmly and move to every part of his head. Forehead,
ears, nose, eyebrows, cheeks, chin - moving to his neck, shoulders,
chest. When I finish with a part of his body, I kiss it lightly, sometimes
give a little tug with my teeth. I massage his nipples with my lips for a
moment and let my tongue travel from there to right above his waistline. I
love the way his body hair glides across my mouth. I rub his hips with my
hands and around his groin, getting close to his beautiful cock and balls,
but not touching them - yet. I got a good look at his foreskin. It was
beautiful. I wanted to grab the tip of it with my lips and pull on it. Then
shake his loose skin back and forth like a dog with a treat.
      Of course, by now, he knew I was teasing the hell out of him. They
always expect me to suck their cock, but that comes just a little
later. (I've done this routine a few times.)

      I work his thighs, knees, calves, ankles, and feet. I love the feet -
starting with my hands and finishing by gently sucking each toe. (Hopefully
they're not ticklish.)

      Okay, turn over on your stomach. This time starting at the bottom and
working my way up. Treating the back side of his body just like the
front. Lightly biting his calves, kissing the back of his knees. I like to
hold his legs as I work them with the other.

      Finally the ass. Massaging his cheeks firmly with my hands like I'm
kneading dough - then kissing it gently, running my tongue up and down his
crack, going a little deeper each time, but not quite all the way. I
lightly nibble on his black cheeks and pull the hairs with my teeth.

      Almost done. Now the total back massage, and back up to his scalp
where I started. Most men by this time are almost in a coma - but I always
finish with a happy ending.

      The entire time I've been giving Anthony the once over, I've had a
raging hard on. I turned Anthony back over. His cock was starting to grow
once again. I moved between his legs and spread them apart. I licked the
inside of his thighs inching my mouth toward his loose hanging nuts. Damn,
it smelled good down there. I paused to take in the aroma and rubbed the
stubbly hair on my head all around his groin, like I was marking my
territory.

      I let my tongue and lips make love to each one of his balls as I held
his cock in my grip. I could feel his cum vein protrude as his cock slowly
started to grow. I loved the length of his cock, and I also loved the
thickness of it. Not too fat, easy to swallow, and who knows what
else. Anthony also had a nice plump dick head that stuck out from his
foreskin when he was hard. Right now it was still hidden by his black
hoodie. I ran my tongue from his balls up the back of his shaft to his
foreskin, gave his foreskin a little tug with my lips and then licked it on
the way back to his nuts.

      Anthony was fully hard before my mouth got back to the top. I licked
the slit of his piss hole, then put my mouth around his cock head. I
slobbered all over it as my tongue explored it over and over. I looked at
Anthony to see if he was watching. He was.

      I love it when a man watches me suck his cock. Anthony watched
intently as I repeatedly swallowed his cock, staring and nodding with
approval. I took my mouth off long enough to tell him how much I loved
sucking his cock - and went right back to pleasuring him.

     It might have been all the foreplay, or my expert cock sucking, but
Anthony put his hands on the top of my head after a few minutes and said he
was about to cum. I looked into his eyes and nodded. Our eyes kept locked
as I tightened my lips and ran my tongue along the back of his shaft as I
sucked. His cock thickened and started that pumping motion. I slowed as the
cum was pumped into my mouth.

      I love the taste of cum, and his tasted so good. Anthony was still
trying to look at me as his body jerked with each cum shoot. I did not take
my mouth off his dick, even after he was through giving me my reward. I let
his dick soften in my mouth. And without saying a word, I covered him with
a sheet, blew out the candles and put my arm around his waist. I kissed him
lightly on the back of his head.


To be continued.

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