Date: Mon, 15 Jun 2015 10:53:22 -0400
From: reb271@icloud.com
Subject: Kevin's Quest

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Kevin's Quest

"How do you take your coffee?" I spoke into the phone.  Being careful that
no one saw.  Talking on a phone and driving is frowned on in Connecticut.
On the line was Kevin, 29 years old, dark brown hair, 5'8", regular build
and a bottom.  At least that's what it said in the reply to my posting on
Craig's List.  Men meeting Men, Northeast corner, Connecticut....

"I ahh, just take it regular, two sugars and cream," Kevin said in what
seemed to be a nervous voice.  "Ok, I'm on my way to your place, 5 minutes"
turning into Dunkin Donuts I headed through the 'drive thru', ordered and
picked up the coffees.  Then followed the programmed address on the GPS to
the large building on Canal Street.  In the window was a small sign that
read,

 (TV Repairs) and under that (come in).

I opened the door, wiping off my boots as I came in, after all, it was
snowing and messy as hell outside.  From behind a partition walked a lean,
handsome young man.  And he WAS nervous, I could tell by his stance.  The
way he didn't exactly make eye contact, he had a wariness about him.
Almost like, "here we go again".  I smiled at him and he visually relaxed.
Then I handed him the warm brew.  "Thank you, Russell" he said.

Then he smiled.  Not a tight forced smile, but a sweet smile, one that
started in his eyes and slowly moved down to his lips.  I looked down at
him from my 6'3" and touched his chin with my hand.  Caressing his chin
with my thumb, my fingers touching the back of his neck.  He shivered.  I
drew him close to me and kissed him firmly on the lips.  He inhaled
sharply, and looked into my eyes.  The passion and desire, caught me by
surprise.  I took him in my arms, caressing the small of his back through
his flannel shirt.  I could sense the blood rushing to engorge my penis.
So could he.  My want was becoming obvious.  Yeah, I had wood...  Kevin ran
his hand down my chest.  When he got to my navel, I stopped him.  "Not
until I give you permission".  "Do you understand?"  Kevin....

He was breathing very hard.  "Yes Russell" he said.  I could tell that he
was pleased.  I had met a need in him.  And we both knew that neither of us
had lied in the post.

I like to dominate men.  But only the right men.  And I know within minutes
if we will click.  Kevin and I clicked.  I reached behind him and with both
hands held his ass cheeks in my large hands.  "Mine" I whispered in his
ear.

He lay his forehead against my chest.  I brought my hands up the small of
his back, pulling him to me as I did it.  Than I kissed him again.  He
tilted back his head to accept my kiss, my probing tongue.  I softly chewed
his bottom lip.  "Aahhh". He breathed......

"Wait, please" he said stepping past me.  He locked the door and turned the
(come in) sign around.  It now read (be back soon)...

"Come into my shop" he said, leading me behind the partition he had first
appeared from.  Following him, I took a sip of coffee, put the cup down on
the work bench and leaned against it.  Facing Kevin.

His eyes shyly looked down to my crotch.  My basket was full, I knew he
enjoyed what he saw.  "Get on your knees, Kevin" I said.  He met my eyes
and slowly sank to one knee before my leaning body.  "You may unzip my fly"
I said.  With a wicked smile that he devoured.  "But go slow" I said.
Kevin reached up and touched the leather belt I was wearing.  He looked
closely at the the belt buckle.  Lovingly feeling the worn leather.  I knew
he was seeing the small moon with stars above.  A buckle that I had worn
with many belts.

He unbuckled the belt and let it fall limply to each side.  My cock got
bigger, the head filling in anticipation.  Next, Kevin grasped the zipper
head and pulled it down.  Unbuttoning my jeans with his other hand.  My
cock was bulging.  Precum dripped from the end, wetting my boxers.  Kevin
stopped and looked up at me for permission to continue.

"Want some?" I asked him.  I could see he too was so hard.  Bulging through
his fatigues.  And it looked like Kevin was hung.  Nice.

"Yes" he said.  "Yes what?" I asked.  "Yes Russell,"

"Can I touch your cock?" He breathed.  I didn't let him wait.  I pulled
down my boxers and my cock stood hard and rigid from my hips.  Then I put
my hand on the back of his head and guided my uncut cock into his wet, open
mouth.

First the end of my head.  And as it was in his mouth, I slowly retracted
my foreskin.  Kevin sucked lightly swelling the precum that was flowing out
of my cockhead.  Then I pulled his head lightly toward me.  He got the idea
and took my whole cock down his throat.  He gagged a bit, but did not pull
out.  Actually loving the length filling his throat.

I let him get me good and wet, then moved my cock out of his hungry grasp.
I pulled Kevin to his feet and turned him around.  Unbuckling his belt,
unbuttoning his fatigues and pulling them to his knees.  He was wearing
boxers too, but of a red silk material.  And much tighter than my cotton
ones. The silk was very soft and molded to Kevin's bubble butt.  No time to
waste here, I thought.  I pulled them down too.

From behind, I reached up, pinching his nipples under his shirt.  I was
licking his neck from behind when I felt Kevin's butt push against my hard
wood.  I needed no invitation.  I leaned him over the bench, spit on my
finger and probed his ass.  First around the right ring then past, into his
warm body.  "Ohhhh, please fuck me, please fuck me, I want your big cock in
me so bad" Kevin begged.  "Please, take me".

"You like that, boy?" I teased.  "Want you so bad, please, daddy". He
gasped.

In all honesty, I could not help myself.  I wanted him as much as he wanted
me.  And if I didn't fuck him soon, I would shoot cum all over his ass.

So I didn't wait.  I pulled out my finger and put my engorged cock head
against his man pussy and rammed him hard.  I needed to shoot my load and I
wanted it inside this hot man.  Kevin reached down and grabbed his very big
cock.  He began to jerk off.  Not just breathing hard, but moaning to a
point that anyone going by outside would have heard.  It made me more
aggressive, pushing my cock in to the hilt.  "Fuck, fuck,fuck, I'm cumming
he said.

My mind was on my cock, shooting rope after rope of creamy sperm into his
ass.  So deep that none dripped out.  I was pounding him hard and like a
true bottom he was taking it the way I expected.  Even after I had shot in
him, I still pounded his ass.  Rubbed his stomach, reached up and held him
close.

We both collapsed on the bench, now covered in Kevin's cum.  I nuzzled into
Kev's neck, then nipped him.  A sweet little bite.  He pushed his butt into
me again.  I felt myself rise to the occasion, my cock head so sensitive
with the foreskin pulled back.  I wasn't done and neither was he.  I was
still deep inside of him.  I could feel him pulling the last of my
ejaculate out of me using the strong muscles from within his tight ass.
"Leave it in me" he asked.  I pushed in even further.

He turned his head to me and I saw tears.  "I didn't mean to hurt you,
Kevin" I said.  "They're not that type of tears" he said.