Date: Fri, 18 Jan 2008 16:01:08 -0500
From: Jay Thomas
Subject: Dream Man

I was cruising the Town Center Mall and had not seen much interesting,
mostly old or ugly men. You know how that goes sometimes. Anyway, I was
walking through the mall and saw this absolutely gorgeous man. He is one
of those I can't tell an age about. I would have given him a 20 to 30
year old age range. After hearing him talk and being around him, I would
now guess him as in his early to mid twenties.

He was kind of Greek or Italian looking...beautiful short wavy/curly
hair, goatee, the most beautiful eyes (eyes and eyelashes and eyebrows
all. He was wearing the kind of jean shorts I think I probably had on
when I met you, and the open backed slip on sandals that are so popular.
He had on a long sleeved thin sweater type shirt.

I thought he seemed to kind of check me out, but I assumed that was
impossible and just enjoyed the view and kept walking. I went around the
mall some more and after a while I saw him ahead again, walking in the
opposite direction from me, so we would be passing again. I decided,
"what the hell?", I'll take a chance. I stared at him and made eye
contact. Then I opened my mouth, licked my lips and grinned. He did the
same and I almost died. We passed one another and I stopped and pretended
to look at something to see what he was doing. He glanced at me, looked
away and went into a store. I followed him and he never looked at me at
all, but appeared to be just looking at things and at the same time, not
really looking at anything. He went out and I followed him as he went out
of the mall into the parking garage.

Well, I thought, I guess either I totally misread him or he is too scared
or he wants me to follow him. Could that possibly be? He went just
outside the doors and stopped to light a cigarette. I pretended to look
at the mall map displayed there near the entrance. He walked slowly out
of sight to the right. I swallowed hard and walked to the door.

As I walked out, I saw he was sitting on a bench there near the door
smoking. I walked over and sat down and began to make small talk with
him. I couldn't tell too much yet, and I started to get scared and
frustrated at the same time. I looked at him, checking him out carefully
as much as I thought I dared. He had such a handsome face, such great
hair...such perfect legs, and even his forearms, hands and feet were
gorgeous. He has just perfect hair on all of those. I never did catch him
really checking me out, but he still seemed somewhat open to talk.

Finally, in desperation, I said, "Look, I don't really play the games
very well. Are you interested in spend a little bit of time with me?" I
thought I would die. He grinned, looked at his watch, and said, "I have
to be somewhere in a few minutes."

Well, I thought, that was not a "no". "How soon?", I asked. He kind of
chuckled and said, "In about five minutes."

I thought I would die, though, when he stood up and said just as he
started to walk, "But you can come with me on the way there."

I followed him as he walked to the parking garage elevator and pushed the
up button (obviously, since we were on the first floor). When we got in
and the doors closed, he pushed 6 and reached for my crotch. I reached
for his. He caressed mine for a couple of seconds and then reached to
undo his shorts. I couldn't believe my eyes. He pulled out the biggest
thickest cock I've ever seen in person. It was probably 8.5 or 9", and no
doubt 7" around. I stroked him some and he seemed to really like that. I
undid my shorts as he was touching my crotch again and took out my
"little jay"...I said, "Compared to that (indicating his massive meat),
this looks like a midget.

We stroked one another some. I couldn't stand it. I had to kiss this
gorgeous man if he would let me. I moved closer and he didn't respond,
but didn't resist either. As my lips touched his, he still didn't
respond, but he didn't resist. He did later respond some to my kissing
him.

We just kept pushing elevator buttons and if the doors would start to
open on us, we'd stuff our meat in our pants. Thankfully, no one was ever
right outside the elevator doors the two or three times they did open.
Eventually the elevator appeared to be stuck or something, but, for the
moment, I didn't care.

It wasn't too long before I told him I was almost ready to cum. He let go
of mine and grabbed his away from me. I took it he wanted me to finish
myself, so I started stroking myself, watching him stroke himself. I
asked if he was getting close and he said, "Oh yeah!". It was only a few
seconds and he started shooting. About five or ten seconds later, I did
the same. We got all the cum we could out of our cocks.

As he started putting himself back together, he looked at his watch and
said, "Shit". We got the elevator to move and he pressed the button for
the second floor. As we exited the elevator, I asked him if there was
anyway I could contact him when I was back in the area. (We had talked
about where we were both from on the bench earlier.)

He said he didn't think he could do that. I never even thought of email
at that time, I was so overwhelmed by this guy and by what had just taken
place. We were not really walking close together as we approached the
mall entrance, which proved to be good. A girl, who was one of three
females on the bench outside the mall entrance got up and met him. They
at least embraced, if not kissed. Of course, I couldn't watch real
closely. I went into the foyer of the mall and went to a payphone so I
could watch more closely. She was standing out of sight and he was where
I could just see him. He glanced my way and grinned just enough for me to
notice. It was then I thought about email. Even if he isn't online
personally, almost everyone can access email somewhere. If he enjoyed
being with me like he at least seemed to, maybe he would feel safe with
that. I hurried to the closest store and asked the lady at the counter
for something to write with and on. I quickly scribbled down, "email
me...(and gave my addy)".

I thanked the lady and almost ran back out. I decided I would show him
the note and lay it on the shelf of one of the payphones in hopes he
could get his hands on it. He was not in sight, so I walked out of the
foyer slowly, like I was looking for someone who was supposed to meet me.
The three females were there on the bench, but the hot man I wanted to
see was nowhere in sight. I went back in and hurried to the main
concourse of the mall, scanned both directions, looking for him, thinking
maybe he slipped by without my seeing him while I was in the store
writing the note for him. He was nowhere in sight and couldn't have gone
that far.

I went back out and the girls were still there, but my dream man was
still no where in sight. I will never forget this guy.