Date: Sat, 8 Nov 2003 11:36:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Billy Jay Dee
Subject: Kevin In K-Town

KEVIN IN K-TOWN

Another story based on the true-life adventures of a married bisexual
man.

By BILLY JAY DEE

"Did you know we cancelled your flight?" the woman behind the counter
asked.

I turned to see the ferry departing for the far island.

"No." They'd rescheduled me for a diverted flight that would depart from
Ketchikan 4 hours later than I planned. I called Kevin to warn him I'd
arrive Ketchikan much later than expected.

"You know I'll still be there waiting for you!" He spent a fuckless
summer hiking the length of British Columbia. During several phone calls
he'd promised to throw me down and fuck the shit out of me. He made the
same promise over the phone this night. Only now there was a chance it
would happen.

Naturally, I arrived 1-1/2 hours later than their revised estimate. Yeah,
Kevin was there, but I had to look twice. Instead of the giant Russell
Crowe look-a-like with long hair, I saw a subtantially thinner outdoorish
looking guy with porkchop sideburns, short black hair, a working man's
build and shoes.

"It's my red neck look," he explained after my initial "wow!" of shock.
We hugged. He nearly lifted me off the ground as usual. I'm 6'1, but
Kevin is 6'7". He's ten years my junior but looks twenty younger.

We taxied to my hotel and dragged my luggage into the room. I put my
glasses on the decorative shelf by the door and Kevin drove his tongue
down my throat like it was headed for Thursday. His body pressed forward
with me in his arms. I'm not good at two stepping backwards, but I did
the best I could to keep us from crashing to the floor. By luck, we
landed on the bed.

We made out madly, trying fruitlessly to get our hands into one another's
clothes. With a grunt, Kevin hoisted himself off me. His knees pinned my
shoulders to the bed and his hands freed his familiar dark nine-inch cock
to invade my waiting mouth. I don't even have my coat off and I'm sucking
cock. I tried to enjoy the view while nudging his sparsely haired balls
and attempting to suck his stiffening cock back into my mouth. Was that a
lot more chest hair I saw? Hiking all summer had definitely turned him
into a bear.

"Take off you clothes," he asked, pleaded, demanded. I happily complied
and more. When I climbed back into bed he was on his back, playing with
the fully engorged dick he had pointed straight up. I kissed him deeply.
I deep throated the head of his rod, licked the shaft, probed his man
eggs with my tongue, licked the "taint" -- that stretch of skin that
tain't cock and tain't asshole. Then forced my tongue into his asshole.
He groaned loudly. Did I mention he'd been waiting at the airport all
evening? My tongue couldn't play there long and worked its way back to
his cock.

"I want to be in you," he hoarsely whispered. I rolled the condom on him.
He groaned loudly. I lubed up his cock. He groaned loudly again. I shoved
two lubed finger up my butt and then straddled my big buddy bear.

So, I started sliding down the shaft. It hurt. I tried wiggling around.
It hurt worse. Damn, did he exercise that thing to a wider girth? I
wondered. Finally I figured, fuck it and pushed through the pain.
Instantly, I settled all the way down the shaft and the pain began to
subside.

I was going to ride him, but Kevin hadn't waited all summer to be patient
for me now. He began driving up and out forcefully, bouncing me in the
air and driving back in as my butt fell. He was getting us into a real
rythm. It must have felt even better on his dick when I lean back,
because he pushed my shoulders back. We clasped fingers so I could go
even further back.

"Fuck it! Get on your back!" He flipped me over, folded me in half and
while his tongue explored my mouth his cock again found my ass. Kevin
pounded away in wild joyful abandon. His green eyes searched mine
desperately for pleasure and pain. I was loving it.

When he began losing traction he hoisted my feet into the air, plopped my
ass on his knees and went back to drilling my weeping hole. He readjusted
our positon another four times and kept on fucking.

"Doggie style?" I rolled over on all fours, feet off the bed. He stood on
the floor, his wide thighs spreading my hips apart to help his big hands
to open my hole and position my ass. He drove his dick in and kept at it
until we tumbled forward on to the bed.

"On your back again." I'd forgot to push a pile under my behind and the
small of my back was killing me. Plus my intestines felt like they would
lose it any minute.

"i got to go to the bathroom," I managed in a breathless tone.

"I don't want to stop," he pleaded.

"Then don't," I conceded.

"I'd better," he finally agreed, pulling his slimed-up prick out of my
ass with a loud "PLOP."

When I came back he'd removed the condom and I asked for a taste of his
load. We stroked and sucked until he was ready to shoot and I positioned
my self above his cock.

"Here it comes, baby," he yelled. What was I thinking? This guy can shoot
enough to give you a cum bath. I got a mouthful in the first two squirts
and and started choking.

"Who do you think you are with?" he laughed.

"Glmmmfff," I gurgled, swallowing fast. "Judging by that explosion, you
must be Kevin and this must be K-town."