Message-ID: <063412Z31081994@anon.penet.fi>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an106131@anon.penet.fi (Black Velvet)
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Organization: Anonymous contact service
Reply-To: an106131@anon.penet.fi
Date: Wed, 31 Aug 1994 06:30:27 UTC
Subject: Re: Horny Guy Tails from Minnesota [m/m]#5
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I've always loved to suck cock, and I've always had a thing for 
uniforms.  Once, several years ago, I noticed a cute little guy sitting 
on a bus bench in Long Beach, waiting for the next bus out to the naval 
base.  He didn't pay any attention at all as I drove slowly past him.  I 
decided I was going to have to be more forceful.  

I parked my car and sauntered down the block to the bus bench.  

"Have you been waiting long?" I asked him.

He shrugged.  "Not really."

"Where're you from?"

"Chicago," he replied.  "And I charge $20."

"For what?" I asked.

"My dick. Twenty bucks and you can suck it."

I heard myself saying OK, though almost instantly I was furious with 
myself for accepting.

At my apartment he tossed his cap onto the sofa, bent down to untie his 
glistening black shoes, and, as he kicked them off, unknotted his scarf.  
As I watched, the beautiful young body came into view.  He tugged his 
jerkin up over his head and whipped his T-shirt off without a pause.  He 
had a fine chest, hairless and smooth, the tiny nipples resting in small 
circles of dark-pin skin.

He undid his belt, unzipped his white bells, and shoved them down around 
his ankles.  Then without a sound he slid his boxers down to his ankles.

I approached him and reached down to feel his dick.  It wasn't a big 
cock, but it was probably one of the prettiest I'd ever seen.  When I 
slipped it into my mouth, I also realized it was one of the sweetest I'd 
ever tasted.  As I ate his balls, his thighs flexing so close to my face, 
I couldn't resist licking the tender flesh just below his scrotum.

I hadn't planned the next move.  It just sort of happened.  During my 
exploration of his balls, his legs spread wider, his thighs lifting a 
bit.  Magically, my face just fit down against the crack in his ass.  My 
tongue tasted the crack.  It probed into the crevice.  I tasted his tiny 
little butt hole; it was as sweet and delicious as any I've ever eaten.  
Finally I slipped my finger into his ass.  He shook, his cock bobbing 
furiously against his belly.  Yet, he made absolutely no effort to force 
my probing finger out of his butt.

Before long, he started to shoot all over me.  My chest, my neck, my 
face, and even the headboard got doused by his little fire hose.  When it 
was over he cuddled up like a baby in my arms.
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