Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 18:45:29 -0800 (PST)
From: Kent Simmons <im_so_hard@yahoo.com>
Subject: Drew Love

  "I can not believe this . . . " I thought, as the car rounded the corner
and pulled into the parking lot of the condominium my grandparents called
home. The front lawn was littered with old people, sitting, feeding birds,
talking . . . it was like a re-run of "The Golden Girls" out here!
  The car came to a stop and my parents and I got out, stretching our legs
after the long trip. I stood looking at the big sign at the entrance to the
lot - "Hidden Pines Retirement Vista" - as if the word vista made it seem
more exciting and less of an old age home!  I was being dumped here by my
parents for two weeks while they went off to Paris. I was 17 and could
easily take care of myself, but my parents had the habit of babying me and
treating me as if I were 7, so they decided instead to take a two hour
drive to "Hidden Pines" and let grandma and grandpa watch over me!
  I got my bags out of the trunk and began lugging them up over the stairs
to the top floor. I caught sight of an activities list: shuffle board in
the games room, lawn bowling in the rear, daily floating lessons in the
pool . . . it sounded like torture!  Sadly, I slumped over my suitcase and
continued to drag it to the top.  Once I got inside nan and pop's apartment
and unpacked my bags, mom and dad said their goodbyes and took off for the
airport while I was left with the geezers! We watched a little "Matlock",
ate a little Jell-o, and then they both went to bed early, promising more
of the same tomorrow! I smiled politely and then slinked off to my room,
where I climbed into bed and dreamed that the whole experience would soon
be over.

~~~~~

  I awoke at 7 to the sounds of my grandparents talking to someone. I got
out of bed, pulled on a shirt, and trudged wearily out into the hall to
investigate and the sight that awaited me brought a tingle to my body and a
chill to my heart. My grandma was standing in the kitchen talking to the
most gorgeous man I'd ever seen! He had short blonde hair and blue eyes, a
chiseled jaw and broad, square shoulders. His huge, defined upperbody was
clad in a tight, white T-shirt bearing the logo of the "vista" and he wore
tight red shorts on his tree trunk legs! But the most beautiful aspect of
him was his smile. He chatted with my nan, smiling away, flashing teeth the
color of perfect snowflakes. I zipped back into the room, hoping he hadn't
seen me gawking at him in my ratty boxer shorts and old yellowed T-shirt. I
peeked around the corner to watch the conversation some more, and study
this hot specimen, but he was gone. I ventured further out into the hall,
and found my grandma making breakfast and humming to herself, alone.
  "Who was that?" I asked.
  "Who was who?"
  "That guy."
  "Oh Drew!" grandma exclaimed, turning around. "He's sort of a program
administrator and grounds keeper around here. Nice guy!"
  I walked over to the window and sighed. Perhaps my visit would not be so
bad after all!

~~~~~

  I sighed a lot in the next few days, and today I sighed as I peered out
my bedroom window down toward the pool where the handsome and sexy Drew was
now clearing the water, scooping out garbage and other non-pool related
objects which had fallen in. He wore his usual uniform (tight shirt and red
shorts) and I smiled to myself as I watched his biceps pulsing in the
restraining sleeves. He bent over to retrieve a bar wrapper and I oggled
his firm ass, observing the outline of his briefs under his restrictive
shorts.  Time wore on and I could see sweat glistening on his noble
forehead, until he eventually took the waist of his shirt in both hands and
pulled the flimsy material up and over his head, tossing it into a pool
chair. A gasp escaped my slightly parted lips as I viewed for the first
time his Greek-like physique and the chiseled definition of his upper
body. His broad chest and muscular pecs were accentuated by the flat male
nipples which peaked them. His stomach was well-carved and cut to reveal a
perfect six-pack and his shorts sat just below his hips, exposing the waist
band of his briefs.  I continued to watch him grunt and groan over the
stenuous tasks he performed, beads of sweat forming on his perfect, tanned
torso, until I saw him grab a cup from the pool deck, bend over, fill it
with water, and pour it over his head.
  Water ran in rivulets over his body, trickling over every crevice and
definition, cascading onto his shorts, making them wet and clingy. My own
shorts were tenting out about a mile and as I began to touch and rub my
hardness, Drew glanced up in my direction, smiled, and waved!
  I was speechless and mindless! I fell back out of the window onto my bed
and lost myself, cumming in my boxers until I could take it no more! Then I
lay exhausted for some time, before finally getting up and getting a
shower, all the while dreaming of Drew . . .  Drew . . . DREW!

~~~~~

  Several days passed, and I couldn't sleep, could hardly eat, and consumed
all my time with carefully watching and thinking of the gorgeous hunk who
graced my presence just a few days before. That's why when my grandparents
invited me to join them at a Bingo Competition, I declined, deciding
instead to get some much needed sleep.
  I lay restless on the couch for hours until I finally drifted off to
Dreamland, where my head was flooded with images of the day Drew and I
would finaly come together. The dream was so realistic I could smell his
cologne, feel his touch, hear him calling my name . . . Kent . . . Kent
. . .you must be . . .  "Hello? You must be Kent!" I awoke from my dream,
startled to see the object of my affection standing over me, shaking my arm
and calling my name. My jaw dropped and I screamed!
  Drew just laughed. "Sorry to scare you. No one answered the door!"
  "The . . . the door was locked" I stanmmered.
  "Yeah." he explained. "I have a key to the apartments, you know. In case
anything happens to the old folks . . . not that anything would happen to
your grandparents but . . ."
  "I understand." I assured him, gaining composure.
 "Well, I just came to drop off these bus tickets for the field trip
tomorrow. I only brought two . . . I didn't think you'd want to see a
cheese factory?"
  "Not exactly my idea of fun-filled day" I laughed.  We both laughed.
  "So what are you gonna do all day instead?" Drew asked. "Sleep some
more?"
  I smiled. "Maybe . . . what else is there to do?"
  "I can see how this place might seem boring to someone your age" Drew
agreed. "I got it! How about you hang out with me tomorrow? I have to do a
few things around here first, and then we can hang out at my place. What do
you say?"
  What do I say? I say YES! THIS IS MY DREAM COME TRUE! But in order to
seem a little less excited, I simply smiled, nodded, and said "Sure."
  "Well, my apartment is on the basement floor next to the steam room at
the end of the hall. . . room 12 . .  . meet me there around 7 am tomorrow
and we can get started!"
  I agreed to be there, and then watched Drew's tight little ass shimmy out
the door, as I sank back into the pillow, fantasizing about the results of
my adventures tomorrow!

~~~~~

  I stood outside the door to room 12 in my jeans and T-shirt, waiting for
there to be some answer. It was quarter after seven and I'd been waiting
outside the door for almost twenty minutes. Finally, Drew came to the
door. He had on a housecoat, tied loosely at the waist and hanging open to
reveal the valley between his pecs, teasing me with the vision of something
more.
  "Oh sorry, dude. I almost forgot about today! Thanks for waking me. Come
on in!"
  He left the door opened and walked into the apartment. I followed behind
him and looked around the place. Kinda shabby and run down, only one room
that doubled as kitchen/living room/bedroom, but the bed was gorgeous. A
big four poster with curtains on all sides, like a bed out of a fairy tale.
  Drew saw me staring and smiled. "It doesn't really fit in with the rest
of the furniture, huh?" he laughed. "It was my grandmothers. She started
this place!"
  I nodded as he went into his room to change, conveniently leaving the
door open just a crack. I heard the robe fall to the floor softly and as I
peaked through the crack, trying to catch a glimpse, I saw his naked hip
zip by from one side of the room to the other.
  A naked hip? That one glance was enough to satisfy me for the rest of my
stay here!
  Drew finally emerged in his work uniform and we proceeded to the pool.
  "I've got a class here with some ladies before they all head off on the
tour. Then we can do some intensive cleaing. Sound fun?"
  I smiled and laughed. The truth was, I didn't care if it was fun, as long
as it was time with Drew.
  We arrived at the pool and saw that it was filled with chubby,
gray-haired women in floral bathing suits, pink caps, and nose plugs, some
with orange floaty things!
  "All right girls!" Drew called. "Let's get started!"
  Drew pulled off his shirt, and then dropped his shorts, kicking them to
the side. He stood alongside the pool in a blue Speedo, looking perfect and
beautiful as usual. Soon his body disappeared under the water and I sat
mesmorized as I watched him splash about, float,and instruct the ladies for
about half an hour.
  When he had finished, he climbed from the pool, water escaping from his
form and running back into the pool.
  "Time to hit the showers!" he smiled, heading toward the locker room.
  I had no excuse to get a shower, having not entered the pool, so I merely
waited outside while Drew cleansed himself. As much as I wanted to watch,
the shower room was a big open space and secret viewing would be
impossible. I waited patiently until Drew imerged, wrapped in a short,
white towel. He applied some deodorant, and then pulled on his shirt. He
was about to drop his towel, but then saw me watching.
  "Turn around, man!" he laughed. So I did, grudgingly, but I heard his
towel drop and his bag open.
  "Ok, you can look now" he said, and I turned back around, seeing Drew in
his underwear. He had his back to me and I could vaguely see the outline of
his taut ass. Pulling on his shorts, he spun to face me.
  "Now we clean the sauna. You ready?"
  I had been ready all my life, so I nodded and followed Drew, first to the
maintenance room to get some sponges, then to the steam room next to his
apartment. The room was divided into two areas. The main room was a change
room with rows of lockers. On the left was a door leading to the sauna. On
the right was another door leading to the hot tub. We entered on the left.
  For almost two hours we scrubbed and polished till the sauna sparkled and
shined. Drew did most of the work since I spent the majority of my time
watching him on all fours getting covered in creamy, white . .  soap.
  "How do we know if it's clean?" I asked him when we were finished.
  "We test it out!" he said, smiling, holding up the keys. "The old folks
are gone. I think we deserve some relaxation!"
  Drew went and locked the main door, then turned the steam on. We stood
for a while in the change area.
  "Um . . . not to be a party pooper . . . but what are we gonna wear?"
  "Usually you go in these things naked,"
   YES!
   "but we can do it in underwear, I suppose!"
   SHUCKS!
  As the sauna room filled with steam, Drew and I pulled off our clothes,
hanging them in a locker, I was wearing a pair of white athletic boxers,
and Drew was wearing his classic tightie-whities. When he opened the door,
steam flowed out, circling his nearly nude body like a fine mist.
  We both entered and sat down on the bench. It was pretty hot, and it
wasn't long before my body was covered in sweat! I tried to concentrate on
not getting hard in these boxers, since it would make things really
obvious, but Drew looked so hot, sprawled off on the bench, legs wide open,
body gleaming with perspiration.  His shorts were soaked with sweat and the
outline of his cock was slightly visible. Even soft it filled the pouch of
his underwear, forming a fairly huge bulge.
  "These things are so relaxing!" I casually mentioned, hoping it might
account in Drew's mind for my obvious semi-hardon.
  "Wait till you see the jacuzzi!" he smiled, sliding toward me through the
steam. He got up off the bench and walked toward the door. I studied his
tight buns in his mist-soaked briefs.
  "Are you coming?" he asked, glancing back over his shoulder at me,
opening the door.
  'I will be tonight, fantasizing about THIS' I thought, getting up and
following him.
  We went into the hot tub room and Drew turned on the jets, heating the
water to perfection. We chatted while the water got hotter, and my
half-hard dick would not go down. Just the fact that I was standing here
with this god in his underwear, about to enter a hot tub with him, was
enough to make me orgasm!  Finally, the water was warm enough and we both
climbed in, moving to opposite corners of the tub.
  We lay in the warm, bubbling water for hours, soaking up the heat and
relaxing our tired muscles.  The tub was quite small and leg room was hard
to find.  I spent the majority of the time watching Drew reclining, his
eyes closed, his muscular pecs bobbing just above the surface of the
water. After a while, my dick began to grow, and my white briefs were
becoming a tad restrictive. I shifted my legs to get a bit more comfortable
and in the process, my foot brushed against Drew's crotch, and my toe felt
something hard and stiff.
  Drew immediatey opened his eys and looked at me with shock. I tried to
explain myself, how it had just been a mistake, but before I could, Drew
began to laugh.
  "It's ok!" he smiled. "There's not much room in here. It could have
happened to anyone."
  I sighed a sigh of relief and closed my own eyes, thanking God that Drew
was so understanding. I lay back agaist the side of the tub and opened my
legs, being sure to avoid any area of Drew's body.
  It must have been but a few short minutes later when I felt something
against my inner thigh. Drew's toe.
  I stayed perfectly still so as not to offend Drew by accusing him of the
same mistake I had made, but after a few minutes, his toe hadn't moved
away. In fact, it had slipped a little further up my leg and was now
dangerously close to a very sensitive area. Not that I was complaining! In
fact, Drew probably wasn't even aware he was caressing my thigh, and I
wasn't about to correct him!
  When his toe finally came to the edge of my boxers, it continued to move
upwards along the wet material, until it came to the place where my thighs
met. Here it stopped briefly, pulling away. I figured Drew had discovered
his mistake and sprang back in shock, but within seconds, the toe had
returned, this time on my balls.
  I opened my eyes.
  There was Drew.
  Staring straight at me.
  Smiling, seductively.
  My heart leapt into my throat as Drew began massaging my balls with his
toes, rubbing and caressing them through the material of my boxers. He
continued to smile, and when he stopped kneading my sac with his toes, slid
foreword, and replaced his toes with his fingers on my thighs, I melted.
  Drew began to caress my inner thigh, and I quivered with delight and
shock! I had no intention of making any move toward Drew, considering I had
assumed he was straight, but now here he was, making a move on ME!
  His fingers trailed lightly up my leg toward my crotch and I knew that
once he found my loosely covered hardon I would blow my load all over
him. I think Drew knew this too, because he stopped just inches away from
my wet balls and pulled his hands away to touch my cheek. He let his palm
rest against my blushing face for a few moments before gently stroking my
chin and neck, moving slowly to my chest.  When his hands had found my
young pecs, he leaned forward and our lips met in an explosion of sparks
and magic! For what seemed like forever, Drew stroked my chest and face,
our mouthes melding together into one mouth, our tongues exploring areas I
hadn't even known existed! My whole body broke into goosebumps and I
shivered under Drew's gentle touch. Finally, he pulled away and smiled at
me again with that perfect smile, melting me even further.
  "I knew when I first saw you that I had to have you!" Drew confessed,
blushing slightly. "I watched you sleeping there and I wanted so badly to
kiss you like we just did. But I had to be sure!"
  "I know exactly what you mean!" I agreed. "I felt the same way!"
  We kissed again, this time much longer and much more passionately. Drew's
hands found there way to my stomach and then to the waistband of my
boxer's. I groaned into his warm mouth as his fingers pulled back the white
elastic and slipped inside the loose pouch, finding their way to my
abdomen, lightly covered in hair. Slipping lower, moving past my rigid
pole, his hands found my balls and he began to cup them each seperately.
  "I can't wait to get these guys into my mouth" he whispered into my ear,
softly, and I nearly lost it!  Drew squeezed and massaged my nuts and I
moaned in pure delight. Then, all of sudden, he quickly pulled away one
hand and grabbed the shaft of my hard dick firmly. To my delight, he began
pumping the rod up and down while cupping my balls, rhythmically. I could
feel my climax creeping closer and closer. The look of my face must have
clued Drew in that I was about to go, so he stopped and sat back.
  "You want something to play with?" he asked me.
  I nodded . . . slowly . . .
  Drew stood up before me in al his glory and I was immediately face to
face with his stiffy, enclosed in his wet briefs. The thing was massive!!
It could hardly fit in his tight white undies and it seemed to be saying
"Free me! Free me!"
  Could I ignore it? No!
  I ran my fingers over Drew's beautiful stomach and then around to his
tight butt, firm and taut.  Gradually, I eased my way to the front and
began caressing the long, solid staff through his underwear.  It was at
least 10 inches long and I just had to see it "in the flesh" so I pulled
Drew's briefs down to his knees and was confronted with "The Beast." The
tip was cut, revealing a huge mushroom-shaped head. His cock was thick and
seemed to go on forever. AS I sat, silently admiring this fabulous hunk of
meat, Drew arched his hips, and his dick smacked me in the cheek.

  This started a little game, with Drew trying to smack my cheeks and me
trying to catch the mammoth hard-on in my mouth. Finally, Drew's cock-head
brushed my lip, and with one flick of my tongue I snatched it and drew it
in.
  Just having the humongous thing inside my mouth was like being in heaven!
Drew began writhing in pleasure as I sucked his dick, flicking my tongue
over the sensitive tip, brushing it against my teeth. He let out a few
whimpers and grunts which spurred me on even further. Soon, I had shoved
the whole thing deep into my throat and when I knew Drew could take no
more, I let it slip out and dangle in front of my face.
  Drew leaned in and whispered into my ear: "Let's take this somewhere more
comfortable" and with that he climbed out of the tub, exposing his entire
god-like form to my gaping eyes. Grabbing a towel, he wrapped it around the
area I had come to love and watched as I exited the pool as well. When I
moved toward him to grab my own towel, he stopped me, pulling me up against
him. I could feel his hardness pressed against my abdomen as he said "I bet
you'll find more interesting things to do around here now, huh?" And with
that, he kissed me and lead me out into the locker room and then out into
the hallway.
  I was shocked to be naked in the hallway, wrapped only in Drew's arms,
but I didn't care. I stood quivering as Drew unlocked his apartment door
and showed me inside.
  Once again I was greeted by the messiness of Drew's shabby
apartment. However, this time I was too lost in the pure ecstasy I was
feeling to care. My eyes focused on the beautiful bed in the room's center.
Drew approached it slowly, turned, and then sat down on it, motioning for
me to follow.
  I strutted toward the seated god, my half-hard cock swinging from left to
right. Drew followed its slow, rhythmic swing back and forth, back and
forth, until I was so close to him that I could feel his warm breath on the
tip of my dick.
  I smiled and arched my hips toward him. Drew opened his lips slightly and
I felt a pant of excitement escape his tempting mouth. When the head of my
penis finally came within tongue's length of Drew, I waited until he was
about to take it into his waiting mouth, then I slipped it away from him. I
moved it forward again, and once again withdrew it just before Drew could
snatch it. Finally, I thrust my pelvis and Drew's hot, sticky tongue found
the crown of my cock and sucked it past his teeth and down his throat.
  I screamed, and that is no exaggeration. The sound that escaped my lips
as Drew first took my rod into his mouth will forever be imprinted on my
memory.  After the scream, I quieted down somewhat, and concentrated on
holding my cum. I listened to the slurping noises of Drew devouring my
man-meat and the occasional sigh that parted my tight squeezed lips. I
tired so hard to keep from reaching an orgasm, but after a half-hour of
Drew blowing me, I couldn't help it anymore! I begged Drew to stop, but he
continued right up until the moment I was about to climax! Then he lay back
on the bed and watched as my dick pulsed above him.
  I closed my eyes and waited for the pleasure to subside and when I opened
them, Drew was resting comfortably on the bed, legs spread wide, his eyes
luring me toward him. I kneeled on the bed and crawled slowly up between
his legs until we were face to face.  Drew wrapped his massive arms around
my back and then pulled me down onto him, enveloping my mouth in passionate
kisses. He pressed his stony pole against me and then, in one swift
movement, we rolled over so that he was on top of me. Sitting up, his ass
upon my pillar of solidness, he looked down upon me and ran his hands over
my upper body, gently and smoothly.
  "I wanna fuck your tight little ass, Kent, my boy!"  Drew uttered
harshly, and then he grabbed my thighs and flipped me gruffly onto my
stomach. My cock was forced down into the bed as Drew re-positioned himself
on the backs of my legs and started softly kissing my lower back muscles.
  "Bite the pillow if you have to, Kent, cause there's only one way I do
this . . . and that's HARD!"
  With that, I felt Drew's long, thick staff ram inside my virgin hole and
I squealed in both pain and delight.  "It's ok," Drew whispered tenderly
into my ear. "I'll be gentle."
  Slowly, he slid his man meat back and forth inside my body . . . in and
out . . . in and out . . . and with each prolonged, sensitive stroke I
moaned softly into the pillow. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore.  I
arched my back and screamed, "Faster!"
  Drew removed his cock from me, and in one quick motion he was in me
again. After that, the events became ablur. I know that Drew started
humping my ass, driving his huge dick into me over and over again. I panted
and groaned, sweat forming on my tensed muscles and running down my back to
the spot where Drew and I were united as one. At last, after what seemed
like an eternity of pure bliss, Drew removed his pole and cum flew up onto
my shoulders and back.
  He lay on top of me for awhile and I felt his manliness softening against
my back, his juices sticking to his chest and my upper back. After a short
rest, I rolled over so that i was now on top of him and then pulled away,
my hands resting on either side of his head. I moved doiwn his body, till I
found remnants of his jizz on one pec. Seductively, I licked it off and
then moved down his body. I paid no attention to his now once again
throbbing penis, but rather went straight to his puckered hole, red and
waiting. I whipped my tongue quickly out of my mouth, flicking it over the
rim of his ass. It tightened, and then relaxed again, making me smile and
repeat the action with the same results. He was ready for me!
  I sat up and lifted Drew's muscular calves over my head, resting them on
my shoulders. Positioning myself just right, I looked at him and slyly
said, "Now it's your turn!" With that, I forced my pulsating dick inside
his crack, driving it deeper and deeper into his Cave of Rapture. I shoved
it in and out, in and out, and when Drew began begging me to cum, I slowed
down and refused to end the deed. At last, when I knew he';d soon bust, I
pulled my throbbing tool out of him and blew my load all over his chest and
even up onto his face. Globs of my semen landed on his cheeks and chin, and
even a small drop attached itself to his nose. With slow, tender, passion,
I moved up to his mouth, licked my own cum off his face and then kissed
him, full and hard, on the lips

~~~~~

  We lay quietly in his grandmother's bed for hours until we were finally
able to move. We made love four times after that, and when I returned back
to my grandparent's apartment, they were already asleep (even though it was
only 7 PM.) I lay in my tiny cot for hours just thinking about my
experiences that day, and all the fun things Drew and I would do in the
weeks remaining in my trip. Maybe the "Hidden Pines Retirement Vista" would
become a regular vacation spot! Only time would tell . . .