Date: Tue, 9 Nov 2010 10:45:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Daniel Blue <danielblue45@yahoo.com>
Subject: Give It To Me, Now!

Brad was in a home improvements superstore looking to buy a new shower head
when a voice at his side cut into his thoughts.

`That's a real good model you got there.' the deep bass voice rumbled. `It
works for me every time.'


Brad looked up into the deepest blue eyes he had seen a long, time. The guy
had jet black hair and pale skin and a rugged lived-in look accentuated by
his carefully cultivated unshaven look. If it wasn't for the fact that Brad
had seen him walking hand in hand with his wife, or girlfriend, a few
minutes previously he would have though his dreamboat had arrived.

`Yeah?' was all Brad managed to say.

He wanted to kick himself. It sounded so lame and stupid.

`Yeah. Gives me a boner every time.' came the stranger's reply.


Brad gulped. Surely he couldn't have heard properly. It must have been his
fantasy world taking over, distorting what the straight stud had said to
him. But even as he stood there trying to decipher what had really been
said and how to reply the stranger lowered his zipper and pulled out a
fleshy uncut cock. Brad's eyes were out on stalks; his breathing grew
labored as he drank in the beauty of that thick pork sword. He couldn't
believe that someone would just take their cock out in public like that and
anxiously glanced around to see if anyone could see them but the aisle was
empty. As Brad stared the stranger peeled back his foreskin, revealing a
rosy cockhead. None of this made any sense. Was he just being teased? Was
it being offered to him? And what was he supposed do about it if it was? He
could hardly give the guy a blowjob right there by the plumbing equipment,
could he? And what about the man's wife?


`See anything you like?' the dark haired stranger drawled.

`What about your wife?' Brad asked.

`Oh she's over looking at light fittings; she'll be ages yet and I nut real
quick when I'm getting blown by a guy.'

`You want me to...what, right here?' Brad's voice grew ever raspier as his
throat dried up and his heart pounded in his ribcage.

`Yeah. It won't take but a minute or two.' came the reply. `There aint many
folk about today and I'll keep an eye out while you work.'

`How did you know...?' Brad asked.

`Buddy, you stared a hole straight through my jeans.' The stranger told
him. `Anyone that can undress me like that has got to be wanting it as bad
as I want it right now. So, are you done with the talking yet?'


Brad went into zombie mode. He dropped to his knees in front of the
stranger and let that fat cock fall into his mouth. The cock was slightly
raunchy and Brad savored the sexy tang that slithered over his taste buds
as he cleaned the underside of the hot dude's foreskin. His own cock was
painfully crushed inside his jeans demanding attention that he could not
provide. He could not believe that he was sucking off a dude right there in
the aisle where anyone could walk by. But in that moment he knew that he
was prepared to take his chances because that beautiful cock was now fully
charged, stretching his lips and giving the most intense pleasure he had
ever experienced. This would be the one memory that he took to the grave
with him. He only wished that he could play with the stranger's nuts and
stroke his thighs.

`Oooh yeah, that's it.' a voice floated down to him as if from afar.


A large pair of hands gently closed around his face and that thick hungry
cock grew a little more insistent. Brad loved that sensitive cock crown
every way he knew how and he could feel the precum leaking out of his own
cock and soaking his underpants. Damn, this was so unfair! Why couldn't he
have this hot man properly, away from the danger of being caught and carted
off by security? The stranger started grinding his hips, forcing his rigid
cock deeper into Brad's mouth. Brad could hear voices in the next aisle and
started to feel really panicked and then suddenly there was an explosion of
warm nut juice flooding his mouth. Brad swallowed every last drop as the
stranger withdrew his cock and tucked it back in his jeans.

`See, I told you I don't take long when worked on by a pro.' The stranger
said.


And then, with a naughty wink he was gone. Brad felt absolutely dazed. He
still wasn't sure if the encounter had actually happened or if he had
dreamt it up. But as he slid his tongue over his teeth they had that spunky
after-feel. It was real enough. He decided that he would buy the showerhead
after all as a way of rewarding the store for giving him such hot sex.


As he was leaving the store and walking to his vehicle one of the store's
security men came up to him. Shit! Shit! Shit! Brad tried to figure out is
he could run to his vehicle and get away from this mess.

`Excuse me, could I have a word?' the security man asked.  Brad was quaking
with fear but even in that moment his eyes still roamed over the big guy's
body taking in the way that he filled out his pants.

`That was some blowjob you gave back there' the guy said. `I was
wondering...do you think...well, maybe you could help me out?'

Brad couldn't believe what he was hearing. He relaxed and took another good
look at the handsome fucker, who he judged to be in his mid thirties. Brad
loved the long, dark hair on the security man's strong, swarthy arms and
his full, sexy red lips. He had the beginnings of a tight beer gut and Brad
almost asked him to turn around because he just knew that there would one
hot big bear butt back there.

`You saw?' he asked.

`Every little detail.' the man said. `Fortunately I was alone in the
control room at the time. Usually there are two of us in there and if my
colleague hadn't been taking a dump I would have had to bust your ass.'

`It's not the kind of thing I would ordinarily do,' Brad told him `but this
guy he came up to me and...well, I just couldn't resist.'

`I don't pop as quickly as he does so maybe we could go back to my place,
have some beer and pizza and you can work your magic on me.' the stranger
suggested.

`You're not married, are you?' Brad asked.

`Used to be until I discovered that I liked getting sex off men more.' came
the reply.


When Brad went round to the stranger's house an hour later he wondered if
the man had lied to him about not being married because there sure as hell
looked like there was a feminine touch about the place. There was even a
photograph of the man and a pretty woman on the wall.

`Are you sure you're not married?' Brad asked.

`Okay. So I lied. She's at work. Our shifts clash and we don't often get to
have much fun that way anymore. So be a good bud and help me out, huh?'

`The thing is, I so horned right now.' Brad told him. `I want to be with
you properly.'

`Me too.' came the reply.


And then the big guy took Brad in his arms and kissed him and Brad just
melted into surrender. The older man's aftershave competed with the muskier
scent of a hairy hunk at the end of his shift and in the grip of
lust. Brad's hands dived down his back and onto that meaty butt trussed up
tight in his close fitting pants. He grabbed huge handfuls of butt flesh
and ground his hard cock up against the stranger's throbbing tool. On and
on that hot tongue dueled with his as the older man's large hands fondled
his little bubble butt. If he had any doubt that he would be allowed full
access to this sexy man they soon faded away.


It was Brad who broke of the kiss to start undressing his hot husky
hunk. His hands trembled as he undid the sexy bear's buttons to reveal a
jungle of dark fur all over his chest and down over his belly. His nipples
were extraordinarily large and a deep, deep red color. Brad went into a
feeding frenzy as he chomped down on those juicy little love toys while one
hand went back to have another feel of that firm butt that would soon be
his. His lust was off the scale and his cock grew ever more insistent; this
time it was determined to be in on the action. Reluctantly Brad came off of
those sexy man tits and quickly stripped out of all his clothes.

`Wow.' his hairy bear said when he caught sight of Brad's big, curved cock.


The burly hunk took Brad's cock in his left hand while his right hand
cupped a handful of Brad's peachy ass.

`I'm not sure which I want more.' the stranger said in a voice that was
distorted with lust.

`Why choose when you can have both?' Brad asked.

Why indeed. The big bear went down on his knees and Brad watched as his
cock disappeared into that hungry mouth. He was surprised at how skilled
the guy was and reassured by the way the man's fingers kept dipping into
his crack and ruffling his fuck truffle. The thought of being penetrated by
this potent alpha male almost made Brad dizzy. As much as he loved being
blown by this stud he couldn't wait for the real thing. He pulled the older
man to his feet, pushed his arms up above his head and started licking his
armpits.

`Oooh man! Nobody ever did that to me before!' the guy groaned.

Brad now turned his attention once more to the big, red nipples that jutted
out of a tangle of dense fur. The hungry stud moaned and groaned as Brad's
experienced tongue and lips worshipped those sensitive nubs before kissing
down his belly and dipping into his belly button.


Suddenly Brad was overcome by the desire to have this man's cock inside
him. He just about yanked the burly bear's pants down to his ankles. Now
Brad pressed his face up against the man's underpants and inhaled the scent
of his big bull balls through the almost threadbare cotton. Off to the left
lay the outline of one incredibly thick, deliciously hard cock. Now he
hooked his thumbs into the waistband and lowered those overstrained
underpants. An absolute beauty of a cock sprang free and bobbed in front of
his face. It was a reddish-brown color and grew out of a huge bush of jet
black pubes that contrasted with the creamy pale skin of the parts of him
that had never seen the sun. Those massive man eggs sat close to his body
and were silky smooth as Brad caressed and then licked them.


To Brad's surprise the big man turned around and pressed his pale, fat butt
into his face. Brad soon found the treasure buried deep in that fleshy
valley and the sounds that filled the room let Brad know that he was doing
something right. The musk of the little man pit swirled through Brad's
nostrils and into his brain. Nothing in the world mattered except that he
lick and tongue probe that hungry little slut-hole. The big guy reached
back and held his fleshy cheeks apart, freeing up Brad's hands to stroke
his big, furry thighs and tease those big, overloaded spunk bags. The
security man bellowed like a wounded beast as his senses went into over
load.

`Ooh fuck my big ass!' he growled.

Brad quickly fished his bottle of lube out of his pocket that he had
retrieved from the glove compartment when he parked outside the big bear's
house. Now he gently rubbed a gloop of stuff over that red pucker that
already glistened with his spit. It was just the most inviting sight in the
world. But sadly the big assed dude changed his mind as Brad's finger
invaded his virgin hole.

`Shit! That's hurts more than I thought it would.' he complained.


Brad was too far gone to waste any time trying to get the tight ass to open
up for him. He quickly lubed his own asshole and then got down on his knees
and took his lover's wilted cock in his hand. Even soft it had an
incredibly impressive girth to it.

`Sorry.' The big guy apologized.

`Ssssh.' was Brad's only reply before his mouth closed over that juicy
member.

That beautiful cock was soon rampant once more and Brad lost no time in
impaling himself on it. That first feel of hard, hungry cock sliding into
his even hungrier butthole sent a shiver of delight through Brad's whole
body. He was filled to perfection and as he bent over the back of the sofa
he surrendered his ass to the older man to use as he pleased.


`Oh Roger! You have hit the jackpot!' the big man called out.

`I think Brad has too.' Brad called out.

They both laughed as they realized that they bad both lied about their real
names. And then they had more serious work to do. Roger took hold of Brad's
slender hips and started fucking him real slowly while enjoying the sight
of his cock sliding into that peachy little ass. Brad's soft sighs were
really turning him on; he knew that he was doing a good job and he just
wanted to pleasure the both of them as best he could. That slow rhythmic
stroking was really getting to Brad's cock and it soon was straining and
leaking precum as it desperately tried to get its owner's attention. When
Brad got done pinching his tiny nipples his right hand dropped down to his
big, curved dick. He just about shot his bolt as he smeared his precum over
his overheated cock head.


The minutes ticked by. Roger pulled his cock all the way out of Brad's ass
and then slowly slipped back in. The groan that trembled on the air was so
fucking horny that Roger almost lost it then. He pulled out again and felt
the fresh joy of that sexy slide into a lubed up chute. The warmth of
younger man's innards enveloped his probing cock, welcoming it back in from
the cold. And then he felt it; it was if a satin clad hand inside Brad's
ass had reached out and gripped his cock. He thought he must be imagining
it but then it came again, and again, and again. He cried out in joy,
surprise and delight as he realized that he was being manipulated by an
expert.


Brad was really milking the older man's cock now, clamping down on it
something fierce as his own hand flew over his swollen dick. He was close,
so very close and he didn't want to wait for Roger. He could feel his balls
grow restless and the pinprick behind his eyelids that told him he was at
the point of no return. Suddenly Roger pulled all the way out of his ass
and slammed back into him and let loose of volley of curses that were
matched only by the geyser of spunk that he sent shooting up into Brad's
ass. Brad saw stars as his cock exploded in his bands spraying his jizz all
over Roger's sofa.


Roger stayed hard for ages afterwards and gently fucked Brad's spunked up
ass until at last his big cock softened and slipped out of Brad's ass with
a loud plop that made them both laugh. The moment was over; Brad quickly
dressed while Roger asked if he knew how to clean up the evidence of their
naughty encounter that soiled his sofa.

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